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What is love to you? What does it mean to fall in love?

It's fine if I never find love or die alone. It's not a fear for me because life is life and I have my books, my cats, and my friends. But sometimes, maybe it's hormones or basic human fears, but I worry that never finding love will prove something about myself, like I am unworthy or a repellent of any sort of love. Around my period these feels worsen as is natural, but sometimes there is a hole in my belly from that fear and I can't let it go and I get anxious.

Me and my boyfriend have been dating for a few months now, but because we are long distance we have obviously never had sex. I am a virgin which is something I am very insecure about but he however is not. I am a very jealous person and whenever I remember he has had sex with other women I feel physically ill, even if it was before he met me. How do I stop being so jealous? I fear if I keep being this jealous it will ruin the relationship.

Anyone here autistic with ADHD?

I am so fucking angry that I have to work for the rest of my life. The concept of working is fucking cruel if you think about it long enough. We are slaving our lives away and for what? To not be homeless? The homeless have more freedom than us. I am neet currently but I will be forced into slavery soon since my money is running out. The last job I had, I only lasted a week at. It was genuinely traumatic. Working was 10x more traumatic than when I was molested and soon I'm going to have to fucking do it again for the next 50 years. My life is a nightmare I wish I was aborted. I just want to play vidya all day that's it. That's my only goal

I am a black girl from da hood and I hate it so much. And no this is not self hating shit, I don't hate being black, I just hate that I was raised in a ghetto desolate city with no hope or future. It's just ghetto shit and I don't relate. I never did, when I was a kid I felt so alienated from everything in my real life so I retreated to the internet since it was the only way I could find non-normies. Everyone around me is obsessed with rap and gang culture shit so it's hard to find peoplel that admire classical and deep stuff with fucking meaning. I wish I was born in a small French town so bad. I want to learn French so I can join a nunnery there. I WILL fucking escape this life. I will make it out of here. A part of me dies every time I have to leave the house.

Is it a good idea to date a hardcore commie moid? [Sorry for bad English it's my second language]
>met him at a book fair with other friends
>he was in a booth encouraging people to read commie books and even gave digital copies to some
>I'm 23 he is 21
>he is studying medicine and im studying engineering
>we kinda flirted and I have a date with him on Sunday
Is it a red flag for a moid to be a commie? [Pun intended]

Everytime I read something about a moid, I get more disgusted by them.

I've gotten to the point where I've become such a touch-starved femcel, I've started to envy and hate pretty girls who have been SA'd or stalked by men before. Instead of feeling sympathy for for them, I get to the point where I am annoyed and disgusted hearing their stories where they had that one ex boyfriend that just "couldn't let them go" or having had a man in their life obsess over them. That has been the stark opposite of my life. As a femcel I have been ignored by men my whole entire life, and the exes I have managed to have had all wanted to ghost or abandon me, none of my exes were ever obsessed with me. None of them blew up my phone constantly or begged for me. At this point, I see women talking about obsessive exes as nothing more than humble bragging, especially Stacies, complaining about how "oh so hard" it is that they've had an ex obsess over and stalk them. They don't understand that the life of a femcel is much worse. I would take their life over mine in a heartbeat. Being a Stacy where I have men obsessing over me, stalking me, and wanting to grope me versus being the touch starved ignored femcel I am. It's easy to see their life is easy mode of people doting on them all the time (their life) versus a life that is absolute hell (my life).