God I feel so embarrassed right now. I'm sorry about this post. I was having sex with my boyfriend doggy style and he slipped out by accident out and hit my anus. It was too fast for either of us to react before it happened. This isn't the first time I've accidentally slipped and hit my anus during sex/masturbating. I just want to feel like I'm not alone and I need some advice on how to heal it now and prevent it later. What am I doing wrong for that to happen?

This time it went deeper than the last time I slipped and it's bleeding, looks like a little tear, it hurt so bad I cried when it happened. Felt like I got shot. But it's not feeling as bad now, mostly just hurts if I move wrong. I don't know. Help please what now. I don't want this to ruin that position forever for me or my boyfriend (he was completely distressed by this which worries me because he's already not very forward with sexual advances. I tend to lead) but I am a little afraid to do it again or that this will have an impact on me sexually. Please help, what now

Editing for context: he is significantly taller than me so as soon as his dick comes out it springs up. We have tried anal already willingly, which ended up being something he simply didn't enjoy as much as vaginal or oral. This was an accident, I've accidentally landed on his dick wrong and hurt him too.

Today I had to go to a mandatory work event and met with a male friend who also works there. We are going booth to booth to receive information about company policy and things. When we go to one booth the woman starts speaking to us and I notice it feels like she is looking at me a lot when speaking rather than both of us. But then I realize that despite a male presence standing by my side she is mainly addressing this information to me! I guess I am more used to anyone addressing the man first and making more eye contact with them kind of like I'm a second thought u know. E.g. if you're married and ask for someone to fix your house up, the maintenance person mainly addresses the "man of the house" even if the woman called about it.

That is my little joy of the day hehe. I know it could've been a coincidence but it felt intentional in a good way.

My husband is driving me crazy. He's an introvert and the kind of person that does the same thing every day. He has no friends. He has no hobbies. I am basically the only person he interacts with. When we're together in the evenings, he is up my ass! If I take a minute to just sit and reflect for a second, he will ask me what I'm doing!

I like him and I like to talk to him but I never get a minute to just exist without him proding me unless I lock myself away in my room.

A friend was shot by her long time boyfriend, who then killed himself when the police arrived. She thankfully survived, has undergone surgery, and is recovering. They have two small children.

People are posting how sweet he was, how he had a hard time in life but loved his family, how he’ll be deeply missed. All the while she’s fighting for her life in the hospital because of what he did.

I’m so angry for her and her children and her family for having to see him glorified all over social media. It wasn’t a secret what he did. He’s been arrested before and had police out for domestic violence. We’ve tried so many times to get her away, but he always lured her back.

It’s not fair. No mention of her in these posts. No consideration for the victim in this scenario.

Fuck him.

for context, I grew up playing many sports. I was always the skinny one and the extremely fit one. I always focused on numbers (A LOT). especially on my body fat percentage and my weight. My body fat percentage used to be in the “athletic“ range and now I’m in the middle of the average range.

My mind is extremely conflicted. On one hand I felt so hot and confident when I was skinny, but on the other hand I used to get sick so incredibly often. I gained a bunch of weight after one of my parents recently passed away (traumatic asf but that’s another story). I have never felt healthier and I’m finally not falling sick at all which is a huge thing for me. But every time I look for clothes and my size doesn’t match my old size anymore it absolutely kills me inside. So much of my old identity depended on being skinny and fit even though it was not good for my health. It bothers me a lot.

I need to get this off of my chest, the two therapists I’ve opened up to about this don’t seem to take it that serious, they will talk about it with me but one that I had even giggled. It messed with me day to day and I really am tired of it. I want someday to be able to view it the way others do. Of course it’s a magical thing what our bodies can do, all that goes without saying.

Like I said, I don’t know where this comes from. The only thing I’ve ever been able to point toward is possibly “I didn’t know I was pregnant” type shows? I would hit my stomach as a kid if fear ran over me. I remember the first time hearing about how hot tubs can cause a miscarriage so even as a little girl I’d make sure to spend extra time in the hot tub? High school I didn’t like the idea of having kids, I grew out of that but because of this fear (and a few other factors) I’ve been pretty on and off about it.

I’m 24 now btw.

This is my experience:
I literally feel sick when talking about it, typing this out I feel queasy. When pregnant women are around me I feel queasy and ever since I was a kid if people are talking about pregnancy even in the slightest I’d literally get weak in the knees. Sometimes the awareness of my boobs makes me feel extremely uncomfortable simply because of the idea of breastfeeding, the fact they are just there because they serve that purpose freaks me out. I am pretty thin but carry a little weight in a few places including my lower abdomen and I consistently make sure the elastic/waist of my pants is covering that because if it’s below that point it makes me “feel pregnant” like how people wear their pants extra low when they are pregnant. I am very paranoid with sex with my partner, I have taken so many plan Bs even when there was basically no chance. (My Dr. basically calls my experience with BC an allergy because of how horrible it made me feel). So that’s awesome lol. It’s hard for me to put lotion on my stomach, to let my partner rub my tummy, it’s almost like I want nothing to do with that part of my body.

I think that mostly covers it, but I am so tired of this causing so much discomfort in my daily life, it’s insane and I don’t know why I haven’t tried asking for help sooner. I think I am afraid of “manifesting” it which I don’t necessarily believe in, (well words do shape a lot, I hope u guys know the difference in explaining). I think I have OCD, lol.
Thank you so much if anyone reads or replies to this, anything will help.

I'm short about 5'1ft (155cm) and found that petite clothing is still a fair bit too long. I consider myself the taller size of short.

Petite clothing is made for those around 5'3-5'4ft (160 -163cm) which in places like the UK and US is average height. That is not petite it is just clothes made to fit the general public...

It really annoys me that clothes are so ill suited for women that the brands for short women are actually for the average person. Not to mention they do not make the wait shorter so if I want something height waisted it ends just under my boobs 💀.

Why does women clothing suck for everyone...

hi, i’m a fourteen year old girl and i’m going to the doctors office soon for my yearly exam and every time i go they ask to look at my privates for a second. this has always made me extremely uncomfortable and recently i’ve had self harm scars on my hips, so i’ve refused it for the last year. but i was talking to my mom about it and she said that i had to get it to make sure i was healthy. ive had zero concerns about it and i don’t know why they still check it. we ended up getting into an argument because i didnt want the visual exam and she thought it was because i was trying to hide something. can i still refuse it even if my mom wants me to get it?? i really dont wanna do it.

I'm 26 and a full time 8th grade teacher, I have a side hustle and I'm in grad school part time. I'm having such a hard time managing everything in my life. I feel like I'm drowning and barely keeping my head above water while everyone else is moving up in the world. I keep getting more and more stuff put on my plate. I keep telling myself I just need to get through the week, but. that's become every single week. I feel like I'm never not on edge, it's impossible to relax. My admin is all over me about bad data. I feel like a terrible teacher.

My bf is about to move back to the city he's from for a job and we'll be long distance for about 5 months. We'll FaceTime and visit, but I'm so so SO anxious about it. He wants to pay my rent when I get there so I don't have to stress about money. He's a lawyer, all his friend in the city are lawyers, I feel like I won't fit in with them. I don't think I'll belong. I feel like he'll get there and realize he can do so much better than me. I haven't expressed my fears to him because he hasn't done anything to make me feel that way, it's just in my head and I don't want to burden him with that.

I'm in a bad spot financially. I had a roommate in 2023/2024 stop paying rent and it financially destroyed me as a second-year teacher making 44k a year. I was young and stupid and didn't know how to ask for help and ended up with a bunch of high APR credit cards. I finally got a consolidation loan that should. be paid off by the end of December. I've been throwing all of my money at that. I barely have savings.

And last month I randomly started getting instagram DMs from black accounts saying my BF was cheating on me, calling me ugly and saying I look like a 12 year old. My bf posted a photo of us at a wedding (which I reposted) and I got a DM saying I looked like slimer from ghostbusters (I was in a green dress) and calling me an ugly, unintelligent washout. I have no idea if it's someone I know or he knows. I turned off my dms so it's not an issue anymore but it's been on my mind a lot.

I've slept 8 hours in the past 2 days. I'm so anxious I'm having acid reflux and can barely eat. I can't fall asleep and when I do I wake up with a racing heart. I put an icepack on my chest to fall asleep. I haven't been to the gym and feel horrible and ugly. It's been hard to force myself to get out of bed, to wash my face, brush my teeth, and even get in the shower.

I'm in therapy, I thought I had a session last night but it's next week. I was so overwhelmed and had to leave my apartment, I ended up going to a park at 9pm to get fresh air because I was having an anxious spiral. I skipped dancing with the stars which I never do, I just couldn't bring myself to focus on anything.

I had an anxiety attack for the first time in years and almost called 911 because my face & hands went numb and I thought I was having a stroke.

I think my friends and boyfriend are catching on to the fact I'm not doing well and I don't want to make it anyone else's problem. I don't know how to ask for help.

I keep on seeing these heartbreaking posts where women are trying to make a relationship work with a man who actively dislikes them.

If he calls you names, break up with him.

If he eats all your food even you've meal prepped or made something special or labeled it as yours, break up with him.

If he talks down about your friends or family or fashion, break up with him.

I know it's "easier said than done", but these men aren't just mistreating you. They're eating you alive. Bit by bit, you're being consumed by this man and it'll continue until you're but a shell of who you once were.

Don't settle for a man who says that he'd die for you or kill for you. Men need no inspiration to take the violent route - enacting violence in your name is just an excuse to be violent.

Would he get a c-pap machine to deal with his snoring for you?

Would he notice that you're almost out of face wash and buy some more for you?

Would he go into that girly, expensive store you wanted to visit and not complain to you?

Would he celebrate your special days in ways that made you feel special?

Don't settle for someone who actively dislikes you. There will be someone out there who is excited by your presence and company wants to do these things.

You all deserve to be happy.

I am 20 years old and I was born with type one diabetes. My mom raised me but she was abusive asf. She would physically beat me all the time especially with her glass ruler over “bad” grades too. I did everything as a kid to please her. I did all the chores around the house and took care of everything just for her to love me and it wasn’t enough. She didn’t even want to learn how to take care of me so my pediatrician had to tell her to dump me off at Grandma’s since she also had diabetes and would help me.

Around 16-18 those were the worst periods of my life. I stopped taking care of myself, taking care of my diabetes. I had zero friends and would always get into diabetic episodes bc i dropped too low.

At 19 literally this year is when my kidneys failed. End stage kidney disease fucking sucks and i hate it. 4 hours of dialysis 3 times a week. It takes a toll on my body and I feel like shit after. My mom is planning to kick me out because i just can’t work or go to college anymore. I can’t afford to give her rent money anymore. I’m just at the point where i’ve fucking given up. My mom took most of my electronics, i’m too physically weak to even ride a bike anymore, and worst of all I’m lonely. I’m stuck here until I die. I will be homeless until I die.

On the bright side, some generous people online have offered me some good advice and i’m trying to do all I can to make it better. I just wanted to vent is all. I’m trying to get on disability.

I’m just tired of people, really. Tired of family, tired of men, tired of this awful system and I struggle to cope with it on my own. It just seems like therapy and meds aren’t helping either but I’m trying.

Don’t get me wrong, a lot of the subjects do deserve some criticism but the snarkers tend to use bully tactics and it’s a breeding ground for misogyny. Having an entire community dedicated to criticizing someone’s every move and body shaming is just downright unhealthy.

I found out that there’s even a community dedicated to hating Shannan Watts who was murdered by her husband Chris Watts. Just wild stuff.

Snark communities break almost every conduct related TOS with the mass harassment and brigading. But it doesn’t matter because it brings a lot of traffic to reddit I guess

So I recently moved to a small town with less than 1,000 people in it. I have a son who is 1 that I stay home with and we’ve been looking to make new friends. For the record, I have literally never lived in a place this small or rural before, I’m from a large city in the U.S. and have also lived in various large European capital cities before. I already knew moving here that I would most likely run into way more conservative people than I typically do, but this one threw me off a bit.

I met another mom friend at a library story time and hit it off. We decided to meet up after the next story time and take our kids for a walk together. While we were walking we were getting to know each other and then she started sharing her birth story. She really highlighted several times how she didn’t feel supported or listened to at all from her male doctors during pregnancy and labor, how she had some retained placenta after giving birth but her doctor wouldn’t listen until her husband stepped in (she was mad about that), how she got a DNC to remove it, and how generally life with a baby is unfair bc we as women are expected to do so much more.

She then apologized at complaining so much so I jumped in and said “hey don’t worry about it, I’m a feminist too believe in women’s rights and that the medical system sucks as a woman.” Then I shared how my doctors didn’t listen to me after I gave birth and had an infection (that would have turned deadly had I not insisted on some tests).

She VISIBLY cringed when the word feminist left my mouth, and after this little section of conversation the vibe was SO off. I guess I just assumed since she was very obviously complaining about inequalities she experienced due to her gender, that she also would be a feminist? Idk. Should I avoid saying that if I want to make friends here? It feels wrong to just pretend I’m not but we’re “stuck” in this town for the next few years and I would like to have some friends.

A nationwide Finnish study of more than 1.3 million children found that boys received more prescription medicines in childhood, but the pattern reversed during adolescence.

By age 17, girls had 70% more pharmacy dispensations than boys in 2025.

What do you think might explain the reversal?

I'm not trying to prove a point, but I genuinely don't understand this rhetoric. Anyone who says this has literally zero idea as to how period works.

do you seriously think a woman's hormones are so uncontrollable that the second they're on their period they want to bomb a country? That is genuinely the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Do you seriously think a woman is gonna go "man my period sucks today. Let me start war with Uzbekistan" like what the hell? I've never heard anything more stupider than that.

Also, a majority of wars aren't started from emotional outbursts. They were started over things like oil, money, or just to prove a point. Cherry on top; these wars were started by men.

Sorry for editorialising the title, but this has to be one of the most evil moves by a political campaign I've seen.

Acton (gubernatorial candidate for Ohio) was sexually abused when she was twelve by a paedophile who her mother remained supportive of and married to, even after the abuser was convicted and sent to prison for his crimes.

Ramaswarmy is now using her mother's words against Acton in an attack ad.

Like, if there is any good in the world then this will sink Ramaswarmy's campaign and he'll never be heard from again

Hi, I'm 40 and I just had my first mammogram last Friday and received a letter stating that I needed additional imaging done and I am kind of losing it.

I have major health anxiety as it is and my father and aunt both passed away from cancer, so I know I'm letting my mind get the best of me. The mammogram report stated that I have a 1.1cm asymmetry in my left breast. It also said my breasts are mostly fatty which I know is better than density. But shouldn't it be easier to read? Argh.

I have to wait for my OBGYN to send in the diagnostic order for an appointment and the wait is just.. a lot.

I also have dumb insurance with a dumb high deductible and I'm already mentally preparing for a fight with them when they don't cover this appointment/test at all.

Sigh.

Any experiences that were positive? I know that not having previous mammograms and nothing to compare it to is a thing as well, but ... Anxiety. She's my closet pal. I just wanna see my kids grow up.

Someone talk me off the ledge. Please.

Produce section. He walks up and starts moving tomatoes around. I walk to the cucumbers.

He follows. "Hey," he says. I nod and say "hey," and walk away.

I'm looking at hot sauces. "You like spice?" He asks. I'm immediately put off. I Just smile, shrug, mumble "yeah," and walk off.

I continue my shopping and think I'm free of him. But, no, when I go to the check out, he runs up to bag my purchases. I'm talking to the female cashier, and he keeps interrupting.

I ignore him. I basically rush to my car. He follows me outside to "collect carts." I had parked next to the cart collection station, so he was watching closely, basically trying to look busy so that he can stare at me and try for another interaction.

I put my cart in the collection area. "You could've handed that off to me," he said. I don't respond. I get in my car and leave.

Men are so creepy.

I’m 27 and i send my parents $400 a month, my brother is 28 and makes more than me and has sent $0 in 4 yrs because he’s saving for his own family. I am the one who fixes the roof, pays for dad’s medicine and remembers every date and my mom brags to relatives about how responsible he is.

she says you’re a daughter, it’s your duty, i said he’s a son and she said it’s different and when i asked how,she said you wouldn’t understand yet.

and idk how they feel they get a vote on my whole life, my mom has opinions on my rent, my hair and who i am texting when we’re on the phone, my dad asked me for a photo of my lease and btw my brother gets asked none of this.Every month i have to screenshot the confirmation from aspora and post it in the family whatsapp group so everyone can see i sent it, my brother has never had to post anything.

I send it on the 1st and she answers with a thumbs up emoji,ya thats it.And btw i love my family a lot and they hv been really loving but this does affects me alot.The way they treat me differently,makes me think if they still love me anymore

Good night everyone. I have been doing research into sexual assault, and in general, just being a woman. All I have to say is, I'm so depressed.

It probably doesn't help that I'm stuck in the house due to some medical complications, however, I'm just frustrated.

The Cornell 7, the experience of the Reggie and his allegations towards Kai Cenat, LSU, UChicago. All I can ask myself is when can it end.

I try not to hate men, because when I do, my physical health decays because I know hatred is what brought society to where we are is today, but I am no longer happy. I have many wonderful men in my life who care for me, but I also fear what men in my life might be lying to me. I know to accusing them of crimes they never committed is giving me more stress than I am owed, but I just want to live in peace.

I'm tired of my existence being inherently political. I want to laugh, cry, and just be seen as human. I want to make friends of all genders, have relationships, and smile all the time. Instead, violence against women (and the world in general) makes me so depressed. I know its not women's responsibility to fix men, and even if a man doesn't explicitly speak out doesn't mean he hates women, but I just want change and I want peace. Hatred and fear are such exhausting emotions, and I'm tired of patriarchy destroying what are potentially amazing young men and boys and stripping their humanity that is turning them into monsters.

I can't enjoy music, i can't enjoy shows, and I don't want to bake or create. I know grief for injustice is a part of life, but at the end of it all, I just want to live happily with others. Is that too much to ask

If you have anything to get me outta this spiral and remind me that the average person isn't crazy, would love to here it.

Sighs. It's 8 fucking AM and I'm still awake.

I swear my hormones are do or die. My period came yesterday and I slept like a baby. Then today I stayed awake and couldn't fall asleep for nothing in this world.

I'm so sick of this. I can't wait to start taking birth control pills.

Throwaway, just because a lot of my family knows my main account.

I went very low contact with my mom, after I just hit my final straw. I wish I could say I went full no contact, but cultural guilt made that impossible, so there was some communication. But nothing indicative of a mother/daughter relationship.

Then my maternal grandmother died. She was so so very important to my family, even she and my dad had a close relationship, despite my mom and my dad not getting along.

I ended up talking to my mom a whole bunch, for so many different reasons.

Her birthday was two days ago, and I had to explain to my family, that despite me being there for her when her mom died, it doesn’t change anything that happened.

They tried to have me put myself in her shoes, and how I would feel if it was my mom, would I regret that choice? And that just made me mad.

Anyways, the point of this post is that I’m struggling to make sure the boundaries I set are still in place, and if not learn how to set them again.