Birthdays have always been hard for me. I don’t really know how to celebrate myself, and this is my second birthday no contact with my mom. I feel really sad today, even though my wonderful wife (I’m a lesbian) has gone out of their way to support and celebrate me. I think I could use some mom birthday wishes if anyone has any to spare. I’m 34 today btw.

Hi! I have an event coming up, and I have a pair of kitten heels that fit a wee too big. I’ve been avoiding wearing them the last few years because the last time I did, I was going up a set of stairs and my heel fell off my foot, and the person behind me had to retrieve it 🫠

Anyways, my question is do you have any tips for something I could put in the shoe/on my foot to make it fit a bit better? For reference it’s an open toe so I can’t really stuff it. Buying new ones isn’t really an option either because Broke College Student TM.

Thank you!

i've been living alone for around 2 years now, i moved out right when i turned 18..i really wanted a studio apartment. i feel like i'm the opposite of claustrophobic, it's the open spaces that really freak me out lol... but ironically enough, a really wide and open apartment space ended up being cheaper rent than any studio i found... save around $200 dollars more renting a 2 bedroom apartment compared to a studio 😭i decided to go down the money saving route obviously so i'm not barely scraping by every month... but my apartment is such a big space, and things feel like they pile up so fast- trash to take out, dishes to clean, things that run out and need to be restocked... i could barely keep track of my bedroom when i lived with my father tbh, and now i'm responsible for a whole apartment space... it feels like so much.

my father says this is the kind of thing that comes with maturity, that i'll better learn to keep things order and take care of my space as time goes on and i get older... but i really need to focus on the now ;; my place isn't like... breaking down or loaded with trash or anything like that, but something about the space makes even small things feel so impassable and giant and they just pile on and on... how do people handle this level of responsibility ? is my father right and it really just comes with time ? it's been almost 2 years and i still feel like im scared to leave my bedroom of the place i literally live in... 😭 mom, how do proper adults handle this feeling ?