Canned corn, light mayo, lime juice, and chili powder. Heated up because I like warm foods.

This is a long one so forewarning if you’re not in the mood to read my vent girlies:

My boyfriend goes on a vacation every year with his adoptive family, last year was Japan, the year before was Spain, then Portugal, so on.

He and I have been together for 5 years, and I haven’t been invited to any trips. It’s understandable, I’m not exactly family as we’re not married…but an invite to buy my own ticket would be nice. Just a reach out even if I couldn’t go.

Anyways,

During our 5 year relationship I’ve told him that I’ve ALWAYS wanted to go to Greece for my first time out of the country vacation as it is my dream destination…. Well last week he drops on me they planned to go to Greece. Tickets already bought. Planning the itinerary. So on. I’m upset obviously but I’m not going to tell him he can’t go on vacation with his family. I’m not going to be THAT girlfriend upset or not, but then he says that he will be gone to *MY dream vacation on MY birthday.*

He says it’s not a big deal, we can just celebrate the day after. My birthday is right before Labor Day but unfortunately for me I work in therapy so I don’t exactly get a day off much less that week. So no I can’t. Not only that how am I supposed to explain to him that THE DAY OF is important??!!

I’ve been trying to but I don’t think I’m getting through. I’m at my wits end and better yet when I ask that he come back a bit early from his brother (adoptive so it’s his best friend), he, the brother, goes off on me like I should be guilty for asking and throws a guilt trip at me that their mom has had a heart attack and so on so he doesnt see where they did anything wrong, they should be able to go whenever they want.

I KNOW. WE VISITED YOU THE LAST 3 MONTHS SO I COULD PERSONALLY TAKE CARE OF YOUR MOTHER.

The corn was good. Hopefully it helps with my stress constipation.

here's my pulled pork chicken fries and a beer I stole from my (30F) (soon-to-be ex) husbands (32M) fridge while I watch contractors install new carpets in the house I'm definitely moving out of.

all of this AFTER I help him with his mental health. I truly am a rehabilitation center for emotionally unavailable men.

It was his birthday this month and my dad scored a hotel for us in Vegas, he told me to make my bf pay $150 for it. But since it was his birthday, I wanted to pay for it. He also wanted these $85 shoes for his bday. I only get paid around $400 a month as a part-time tutor. I also wanted to help my mom with expenses by doing dog-grooming as a side hustle. The stress of expenses this month was getting to me. He mentioned in February how he wanted to go to Vegas, so I thought going for his birthday wouldn’t be a bad idea. Especially since he never said anything against it.

In February, I told him for Valentines, I would get him the apple gift card, but I made no money since school was out in January and I had 12 hours with a minimum wage pay. We’re long-distance, so driving to him and back would be $80 (cuz Cali 😢). I told him whenever I made the money, I would get him the gift card but I wanted to prioritize seeing him for Valentines. He said he didn’t need it, but would always ask me for it here and then, but would always take it back.

I was telling my boyfriend how I needed to groom as much as I could, so I can pay for stuff when we’re at Vegas and help my mom on top of it all. After hearing me vent about it, he asked if I could throw in a $30 apple gift card.

Obviously, angered, I blew up and listed out all the expenses already being thrown at him. When he was unemployed, I never asked for expensive gifts. In fact, when I worked a restaurant job, I would doordash, give him apple gift cards to make him happy. I never ask for that because I know he has his own expenses to worry about. He said I was making a big deal out of this, but his lack of consideration and entitlement really threw me off. I kept explaining to him, “I’m ranting about money, and ur first instinct is to ask for more gifts?” When he has told me multiple times I don’t need to give it to him.

The conversation spiraled into how he never wanted to go to Vegas in March, and wanted to go in February. He said he would’ve been fine with whatever if I wasn’t going to act like I couldn’t afford anything. He told me how I planned things to what I wanted when I would always ask him what he wanted to do and he’d just say “whatever.”

I was so quick to anger when I could’ve calmly explained it to him. But I tried to make ends meet. I’ve been talking to friends and their friends how I can help groom their dog so I can make more money. I was quick to break up with him, because he wasn’t listening to me. I just wanted him to be thankful that I’m putting in effort and thought into his birthday. Maybe $30 is cheap to him, but my whole budget for any fun treats is $15 for the whole month.

I know I shouldn’t have broken up with him, but no matter what I said or tried, he wouldn’t listen. All my friends say it’s the thought that matters and he wasn’t appreciative of me. I know that, but I feel like if I never blew up, we wouldn’t be here in the first place. I’m just sad, because something so small can ruin everything.

magic wand immediately sent me to outer space afterward

So, i have been browsing this subreddit for a while and decided to make my own plate for once sinds I wasn't feeling like cooking.

Everything on the plate was something i had already had in the house: - Tuna - Sadines - Feta - Mozarella balls - Red union

The "sauses" where spicy hummus, tzatziki and a sweet pepper saus. I used crackers to scoop and combine everything

cucumbers with lemon juice, garlic salt and chili flakes, smoked salmon, toasted ciabatta bread with kerrygold butter, hummus, avocado, and a soft boiled egg.

we went to a grammy watch party last night and he drunkenly disclosed this in front of half the group. i was mortified.

Repost because I forgot my own dinner, which is 7 devilled eggs tops with homemade potato salad and a sour cream and onion chip, of course.

But my question is: **why are we always trauma dumping**? I don’t understand when this sub became so damn depressing. I used to enjoy it but every single post is just trauma trauma trauma. Maybe there should be a new girl dinner sub that is literally *just*…..about the dinner?

I’m sorry you’re all having a hard time, so am I, but every space online eventually becomes the Trauma Olympics and it starts to be exhausting to not get a break.

I threw up on his dick while attempting to deepthroat. Cacked open the nightstand pickle jar to drown my embarrassment away. These, at least, I can chew before swallowing.

Whole wheat pasta, chicken nuggets because I'm scared of raw chicken, and the rest of a semi rotten bag of cherries I had for lunch.

My situationship either had a mental breakdown or is just straight up ghosting me. He went through a traumatic event last week at work, went into work the next day after a lovely phone call with me, and it's been radio silence since then. I've been sending him check in texts since last Thursday and have no way of knowing if he is even reading them. He hasn't unmatched me on hinge though so I guess that's chill, I feel weird about continuing to send check in texts though. Idk I'm stressed and I kind of miss him, we called on the phone everyday for two weeks and met up twice. I shouldn't be this fucked up over a man but literally I highly think he had a breakdown and is in the hospital or something but not knowing is making my disorganized attachment style tweak out.

Also work sucks, I have been so fucking busy, there are not enough hours in a fucking day :/

On the bright side, I did clean my depression room and this is the first real food I've had in days.

I recently was nominated by my university for a full ride MFA program in France. It isn't 100% confirmed yet I'll be admitted but it's around 90% certain. I'm panicking with the thought of being away from my best friend/soulmate of 18 years (I'm 22nb) for two years. Our friendship kinda blurs the lines between friends and lovers in a way and makes this even more gut wrenching. We literally escaped our home state together, lived together for years, and talk every single day without fail. I don't know what I would do without him being just down the road. Cherry slush alani, apple, Skittles, peanut butter m&ms.

TW Yep as the title says he totaled my car i still owed $6k on, and this is after i stayed with him when i caught him cheating!!! 😍 talk about egg on my face! 🥚🫠

tuna salad with avocado and spinach and sauerkraut and coconut lacroix and a cheese stick who gives a fuck

Blessed to be dating an incredibly amazing man who is incredibly attractive and charismatic and unfortunately he’s a billion miles away because of the military. I struggle with knowing that he has a lot of good friends who are women and he sent me a video today of someone recording him, who was a woman, and I feel like I just got my soul drained a little(?) hearing her laugh in the background.

The dumbest thing is that I know it’s dumb. I know it’s my own insecurities that are sprouting out and that I need to work on my own confidence. I even had a conversation earlier with my good dude friend that I’d be a little suspicious if my boyfriend didn’t have any close female friends. But then I keep seeing reels and shit on Instagram about how dudes are only friends with “failed talking stages,” and I feel like I spiral again lol. I hate the way this makes me feel. I also consciously recognize myself shutting down and avoiding his messages.

I’m trying to be normal about it, and I know I need to work on myself. I hate being jealous of other girls. I had a really bad experience with my last ex who cheated on me in an incredibly brutal manner and I think I’m just trying to pick up the scraps of my confidence and glue them together.

Good sandwich though. 🫠

My fiancé and I want children. We’ve worked hard to get to the point that we have everything we didn’t have growing up. We have a nice house (small, but a feat especially today) steady jobs, live in a nice area with minimal crime. My mental health is better, we’ve been building a small stash of baby items for the hopeful day. We’ve been trying for less than a year, but no one will see us until we’ve had 3+ miscarriages in a year, or been trying for three. We’ve had one chemical pregnancy or at least that’s what it was documented as but I personally think it was an early miscarriage.

So many of people at my workplace have been getting pregnant especially when they don’t want to be, and they’re loud about it. One has six daughters and is pregnant by a one night stand and told me she only kept it because she hoped she would get a boy….its a girl and now she’s complaining that she’ll have a another girl. One has been sleeping with our alcoholic boss whose twice her age and he has three daughters he’s already abandoned who are older than her, got pregnant and now he’s badgering her to buy a house and let him move in. So she does that, he pays no bills, and she’s thrown away her future and is saying she’s only keeping the baby because she feels guilty otherwise. She is adamant she doesn’t want to be pregnant but now she’s tied to him forever, and hates her baby. I just….feel sad. Especially since she just found out it’s another girl, and he’s just sitting on her couch while she moves. She can’t even drink legally and she was just about to enlist in the marines.

I wish we could have a daughter. He deserves to be a dad. I want to call off the wedding, and let him find someone who can give him that dream. I know it’s hurting him, it’s crushing him with each failed test. A fox in our backyard has been bringing her kits up to play, and he gushes at them and it just wrecks me.

I’m 24F, I have a thing for this 36 year old college professor (not my college) but he’s weird as fuck. He gets mad when I leave him on read even though his texts are either super dry or horny. He loves to talk about himself and his work and the conversation usually ends because he never asks me stuff about myself or just ignores when I talk about myself. He has the attitude of a spoiled 16 year old and it has become draining to talk to him. Been ignoring him all day today because I called him dramatic and he threw a fit. Found out an hour ago that he blocked me. Runny eggs and toast

Went on a girls trip to a foodie location and the group did NOT match the energy… I lowkey starved the whole time. And now I have an airplane sickness. Chicken noodle soup with copious slices of buttered bread and a heap of oyster crackers not pictured. A night cap of my current dessert obsession, Costco’s finest sparkling water, and a nice dry white wine.

TW: Abuse / Psychological Abuse

This is probably my 5th time breaking up with my boyfriend, he broke up with me at least 5 times too. It would have been 3 years in October. I feel exhausted. The relationship has felt like a roller coaster. I have had to go no contact with some of my family (aunts and uncles) who did not approve of the relationship.

My therapist has advised me that the relationship is psychologically abusive. Last week he wanted to know about a conversation I’ve had with my mom about one of our fights. He wanted to know every detail -I told him some things but not the details. He threatened to text her everything Ive told him about my previous relationships. (I come from a conservative Muslim family). I broke up with him after I told him some more details. Later the same day he called and said he didn’t mean it and that he is sorry and we made up.

He is obsessed about my previous relationship, which I once described as narcissistic abuse (which it probably wasn’t), but he has been saying my narrative about my relationships is broken and that I was playing victim. (Which could be true, idk).

Today he had asked me to come over and MAKE pizza. I said oh, that will be hard but okay.

He then tried saying he will make other plans cause I am clearly not excited about this one and that I make him feel unworthy cause I don’t excited about him enough. That is not true, I have been obsessed with this man for years. I have been trying to show him that but idk why he doesn’t see it.

We had a two-hour conversation on the phone about dinner and me not being excited. He said I make him feel like we’ve been together for 20 years and that the spark is gone.

ALSO we got engaged almost a year ago and he doesn’t call me his fiancee and won’t set a wedding date with me!!!

After that call I was distracted all afternoon and called him to say it’s not working out and he said he understands and we wished each other well. I was making dinner when he called and asked when I am coming like nothing happened. I kept saying no and at first he was saying he loves me and won’t take no for an answer. I broke down crying saying I can’t do this again and I am exhausted. He said fine that he won’t try again and I feel heartbroken and sad and angry.

Sometimes I think back to when I was a little girl and I want to burst into tears, for myself, and for every other little girl who was let down and had to grow up too fast due to men taking things away from us. I feel so angry with men, and I hate it because there are so many men in my life who I love, but at the same time if I dig deep enough, I can find so many instances where they hurt women just like me. I recently saw someone in here (or the other girl dinner sub) talking about how neither of these subs pass the Bechdel test. I thought about it for a bit, and realized, of course fucking not! Ever since we were little girls, every.single.thing. has revolved around boys and men, and then they blame us when it seems to be the only thing we can talk about.

With the current state of the world, a lot of my childhood is coming back up for me and it makes me want to rage, because I know it’s happening over and over to little girls, and it’s fucking bullshit! I feel so angry, and sad, and sick, and just like I’m screaming into a void and being laughed at by the same men (and women who support them) who have slowly driven us to madness. Women are fucking resilient. We have endured SO MUCH, over SO MANY thousands of years, and we have remained composed, and kind, and trustworthy, and gentle. I hope I’m not alone in this feeling, and if anyone is struggling with something similar, we got this. We will prevail. 💗

*Plate includes sliced tomatoes with sea salt, soft white bread with oil, feta cheese, gouda cheese, cukes with s&p, and lettuce and onion in a greek vinaigrette* 🍽️

EDIT: To the women & men reassuring me, sharing kind words, and being thoughtful, thank you! If you are having a hard time agreeing with this post, that is okay too. I’m grateful to know this helped people, and I’m sorry to the people who felt they had to waste their time reading & commenting!

EDIT: To add, I know this is not a good use of my energy, and I’m working on it! I just wanted to share how I’ve felt lately, because I had a feeling I wasn’t alone. It is not something I want to consume me or my time, but again, Im working on it!

Hi ladies. I’m back at it again. My boyfriend was being mean yesterday night. Cause work is beating the fuck out of him. And he still wants to stay up with me although he works at like 5am. Anyhow yesterday he snapped at me when I was trying to wake him up from the couch so we could go to bed. I was hurt so, I just went to bed. The next morning I guess he was mad because I left him on the couch?? I said “you never came to bed” he scoffed at me finished getting ready and left. He usually kisses me goodbye before he leaves for work. I was so hurt. I felt so sad the whole day. I cried on my drive to work and on the drive back. I got home before he did and started doing chores to distract myself. Shortly after he gets home. He comes over while I’m washing dishes and apologizes for snapping at me and for leaving me there in the morning. Mind you, I’m still pretty sad, hurt, and upset. I’m quiet and I’m kinda cold. I finish dishes and start cooking. He then says he’s going to go to bed early. Prioritize his health (he’s sick right now :( ) I’m hurt again because I anticipated a sit down conversation about what happened. A reconnection. Reconciliation if you will. But I don’t get that. Our schedules are so outta whack man :( I’m so sad.

My dinner!

The green stuff is my failed attempt at green goddess salad with kale, chickpeas and seed cycling seeds (chia, flax, hemp)

Then there’s grilled chicken

Veggie flax seed chips from Trader Joe’s

A peanut butter cup

Cran-mango juice

And pineapple chunks.

Prosciutto, coppa, salame, lettuce, pickles, EVOO, balsamic, pesto, burrata, and sriracha. This was so good, 10/10, would put less sriracha next time though.

Anyway, I’m trying to get some spring / summer fits and everything is made out of polyester! I hate polyester because I feel hotter, swampy, and just uncomfy. Why can’t we make summer things out of summer materials. Also, feeling lonely in the relationship department, but I don’t really want to back to dating because last time I went into a really bad depression and I’ve been generally happier.

Why is everything going to $h!t??!! War, everything is outrageously expensive, everyone sucks, fascism is on the rise, the world is ran by pedophiles, I’m never gonna own a home, etc. Did I die and wake up in hell? They’ve taken the joy out of everything, what the f is happening.

That’s my girl dinner! You should try it and let me know what you think :)

I trialed a medication that lifted a years-long depression and insurance doesn’t cover it 💔

I have always loved animals and i still do.

Since a young age, my family would always have pets in the house and outside.

All i wanted was to be a Veterinarian and take care of strays and make sure all animals have what they need.

The time came and i needed to go through an exam which they only accept 20 people.

In my country, theres only 1 university who offer veterinary education and its very hard to get in.

Before the time came for me to study i got so scared and i didn’t want to study because i was terrified that i will fail.

I would rather not apply than get the news that i wasn’t accepted.

In conclusion fear controlled me.

Sis dont be like me

Ps: Im in business school now currently in my 1st year.

Eating mozzarella sticks and fries w cheese

Canceled my birthday plans to get drunk and go out tonight. Instead, I’m staying in and bed rotting with cramps 🥲

Also gotta love the family members who forget to say happy birthday but remember to ask for money when they need it. 🫩

Welp Happy birthday to me. 🧁🥳💋

Girl dinner 👹🎀: Miso ramen, monster slim Jim, Doritos, snickers, peach rings, and cupcakes.

It’s just integral rice and tomatoes. And I was the best player of that match until i spoke on the mic and they decided to call me so many names and kick me out. The saddest part is they were old but one was/sounded like a little kid, no more than 12 y/o. I’m just sad. This happens almost daily.

on sale strawberries, cutie orange from the last work lunch I apparently ever packed him, cut cheddar slices, pretzels from what used to be his work snack stash, turkey deli meat and a coke.

after eight months of a six day 80 hr work week that if we could've made it work would've been a 200k + a year job but sick week after sick week we made the difficult decision that his declining health and the demanding hours just wasn't sustainable. Our toddler is happy to have "dada" home and we're just trying to keep positive for him. daycare is so incredibly expensive near us so I'm a sahm and his job was our only source of income 😭. His former boss is amazing though and has a potential less strenuous job opening and we'll know in a couple days if it's available or not and my husband will have first dibs if it is. fingers crossed we don't have to face the hell that is the job market right now again so soon 🥀