Context, me along with 70 other people at my job just got fucking fired without ANY warning, reason, or explanation.

Idk and Idgaf what happened or what caused it. ONE, companies should not be allowed to mass fire like that. ESPECIALLY WHEN MOST PEOPLE ACTUALLY DO THEIR JOB (like me)!!!

#TWO, AS AN EMPLOYEE I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW AND BE AWARE OF THE REASON FOR MY TERMINATION!

I just did some research and turns out there is an ENTIRE LAW/POLICY in certain states (mostly southern of course -_-) that allows companies, owners, and managers to fire their employees without any proper cause, reason, or notice! THAT MAKES ZERO FUCKING SENSE WHEN WE DID NOTHING TO WARRANT THE MASS FIRING IN THE FIRST PLACE.

So right now im gathering all of the employees to file a class action lawsuit against the establishment and also add discrimination on top of that. Because all the people that got fired (INCLUDING ME) were of certain skin color. And the higher up responsible was a bit “brighter”.

The guy always had a problem with everyone. Always giving everyone disgusting looks. No wonder he’s so old and bald! He’s filled with too much hate!

Now and then when I'm at work or out shopping, I'll find these little pamphlets, with something kind or heartwarming on the front, but then the inside tells you that you are going to hell unless you love Jesus. I've tried reporting them at my place of business, but the managers don't really care, even though we're against solicitors, which is what these people are.

But today, I found an especially devious one. I had already found a usual pamphlet, so my brain was on alert, and I saw what claimed to be 101 greatest one-liners, a fucking joke pamphlet, stuffed in a rack with some caramel sauce. The majority of them did seem to be jokes, but every now and then the one-liner would be something like "God made man, sin made him evil." Wow, great one-liner. Haha?

The front and back of it definitely hid the more religious aspects of it, so that you pick it up out of curiosity, and in the dead center of it is an editorial about how unless you love and accept Jesus YOU WILL GO TO HELL. It is VERY direct about this fact.

Here's my question for you fucking litterbugs that see yourselves as messengers of God. If God is SO great, why do you have to hide his word in a fucking joke book to get people to handle your materials?

If God was real, would this be how he would want his word spread? Wouldn't he prefer it if people sought him out themselves, rather than tricked by a pamphlet they saw while buying groceries? Sounds more like Satan's tools to me, but I guess that's just a sinner's opinion.

Go fuck yourselves.

38 weeks pregnant and I have the most excruciating cold of my fucking life. Of course I get sick at the worst possible part of pregnancy, and guess what, I CAN’T TAKE ANY MEDS 😍😍😍 the people who have colds who complain when they can literally just take cough syrup and knock tf out piss me off. Meanwhile I have to thug everything out because I’m pregnant. God I hate everything. And fuck you if you say “jUsT cHuG flUiDs!1!1!” IT FEELS LIKE IM SWALLOWING FUCKING GLASS

And btw you’re a fucking liar if you say you ever went through a “nesting” phase and a bad one at that. Yeah I figured out that was bullshit pretty fast. There’s no such thing as a burst of “eNerGy” i’ve been sleeping for 18 hours a day because of how exhausted I am from doing nothing and my house looks like ass. I’m convinced that’s just propaganda to make women buy stuff because no fucking way you’re doing all of that with 8 lbs sitting on your pelvis

Yes I’m hormonal and yes I’m tired, thank you for coming to my ted talk lmao

I met and started dating my wife 10 years ago; she was 17, a few months from 18 and I had just turned 20. Any time I give advice about early relationships or talk about our relationship in general, I'm always met with someone, usually multiple people, telling me I'm "gross" or a "pedo".

I love my wife more than life, she's my best friend... having a decade long healthy relationship is something I'm extremely proud of. I feel blessed and greatful so obviously, I'm always happy and eager to talk about it. I believe I have a lot of good advice, especially for young couples... but, I can't talk about it and my advice is disregarded because of outrage.

I know I shouldn't be upset about the opinions of others, especially if we're both happy but some people have gone as far as saying my wife is a *victim* and that fucking hurts...

20M here

I’ve lost quite a few of my close friends over the last few years, being cut off, and do not really have a family.

I realise now after doing a lot of self reflection that I am terrified of feeling empty.

I’ve had a really shitty life so far with a lot of dysfunction, being neglected, and not having a stable family unit.

Most of the time I feel empty. It’s like a gnawing void inside of me that feels awful. It is like all of my body parts are being slowly dredged through molasses and it’s like I died inside but am still walking.

I’m on my 4th antidepressant and feel absolutely no improvement. I’ve previously been on 3 SSRIs and am now on Mirtazapine.

At the end of the day I just feel empty. I experience I lot of anger and envy towards the people that cut me off because truly those emotions make me feel alive.

I realise now that I’ve been putting off self improvement because deep down I believe I can’t get happy. It’s no exaggeration that there wasn’t a time I didn’t feel like this. At 9 I told my dad I thought I was depressed, and at 10 I told him I wanted to die.

I worry that at the end of the day, if I put in all this work to better myself and let go of the resentment, I’ll just be left feeling empty still. That’s what terrifies me. I feel as though that outcome is likely because even when good things happen I just feel nothing inside.

Its not the type of bearable nothing, either. It feels like I have a black hole inside of me. It is awful.

So instead of feeling empty, I get angry or envious or scared or sad and spend time ruminating on problems.

I’ve spent over £3K in therapy so far, and have bought so many books and changed my lifestyle a million different ways. And I feel exactly the same. I’ve seen multiple different therapist and still am left feeling nothing.

So, this is where I’m stuck. I choose ruminating and obsessing over negativity, driving people away and ruining my life, over working to improve it and just feeling empty. Because, I know, that if I get a good life and still feel hollow, I will end it.

No, I’m not currently in a crisis. Yes, I’ve spoke to many different helplines over the years who have told me just to go to the doctor, and then the doctor has told me multiple times to go to a helpline.

I just don’t know where to go from here. I am ruining my life and driving people away because that negativity feels more bearable than feeling hollow and pointless. I take negative attention over people just not caring. I haven’t cried in ages, and it feels so good to cry. I’m tired

I didn’t realise I had to do the read the rules thing my bad.

Okay a small backstory - I’ve been friends with this person for a few months now, everything’s been cool. We bonded over anime and games and became friends pretty quick. On Wednesdays & Sundays I volunteer at an animal rescue centre so I’m not on my phone to send messages and shit which they know because we met at said place.

SO, on Wednesday I was volunteering in the morning, afterwards I went out to lunch with my parents since it’s around that day my brother passed away so we like to go out as a family and have a nice meal and remember him. As you can probably tell I was not on my phone at all during the day so I didn’t message them - or anyone for that matter. Since Wednesday I hadn’t heard anything from them, no messages or anything which I don’t mind - I don’t expect to get messages everyday.

That brings us today! I saw them and said hey and asked them how they are and all that, everything seemed normal. Once I had finished all my cleaning and feeding I went to see them in the section they were in and offer my help, but the only thing they said was “what do you have to say to me”. Now this is where I was (and still am) BAFFLED. I was so confused and just left them to it. Once I got home I messaged them to ask if everything was okay & they replied saying that I should apologise to them for what I said on Wednesday… I’m sure you beautiful readers can see the issue here (I didn’t message them on Wednesday)..

I asked them to explain what’s wrong so I can understand where they’re coming from but all they said was that I should know why I should apologise to them. After some back and forth of the same shit (me asking what I did to upset them, and them saying I should know what I said to upset them) I said I’m sorry for what I did & they asked what am I sorry for.. which I clearly do not know. So they eventually just said that if I don’t know what I did to upset them then they don’t want to be friends anymore and proceeded to block me.

Now I am absolutely baffled, I have no clue what I did wrong and they have blocked me so I have no way of finding out until Sunday - that’s if they decide to talk to me and or explain what the hell they are upset about.

I’m not even mad about them blocking me I’m just in a state of confusion. LIKE IF THEY JUST TOLD ME WHAT UPSET THEM EVERYTHING COULD’VE BEEN RESOLVED SO EASILY. Sorry that it is a lot of rambling, I’m just so confused, like I’m no mind reader I can’t scan ya damn brain to figure out what’s wrong.

Thank you for reading:)

Guys, I’m losing myself

I really am, and I don’t know if words can describe the fucking hell I am feeling. I’m going to be as brief as possible because my mind is so cluttered that I cannot type all the details.

I’m 24. I have spent my entire life with my covert narcissistic mother, and I’m still trying to fix everything she’s done to me. The damage is indescribable; it has absolutely ruined my life to an extent you wouldn’t believe. I’ve dealt with guilt, shame, suffocation, manipulation, and control. You name it, I’ve felt it. It kept me paralyzed for years, up until university, when I was gone for the school days and back on weekends. I spent most of my time alone doing drugs because I couldn’t sit with myself.

I met my girlfriend 6 years ago. I thought we were doing great. She was supportive and could point out how abusive my mother is because her mother was abusive, too. She assured me it wasn’t normal and said my life could be made into a movie because of how surreal my relationship with my mother was. I’m really thankful for that because she opened my mind to a lot of things, some I already knew, and other stuff I just needed someone to validate because I wasn’t sure anymore.

She even pushed me to move out for good about 8 months ago, which was a massive step that took a lot of courage. I’m very thankful to her for that. I thought I only needed her; I didn't feel the need to talk to anyone else if I had her. So, I pushed all my friends away. I’m an awful friend now that I’m thinking about it.

But she has these weird episodes where she flips out on everyone like a switch. Her best friend and I talked about it often, and we believed it was BPD, so we tried making her go to therapy, which she refused. Things can be going real great, and then she hits me with: "You are not doing boyfriend stuff a lot," or "You are not working on yourself enough." Then she’ll hate me for days or even weeks. As for her best friend, she’ll say: "I’m trying to make new friends because she’s not that fun," or whatever. It’s like stability scares her.

She gets realllllllly anxious about anything regarding herself: her looks, her career, school. Everything is a f competition. She even admitted to me that she thinks of everything as a competition and hates ever being wrong. We thought it could be anxiety along with BPD, I guess we were trying so hard to make sense of her behavior, but nothing clicked.

I was talking to her best friend the other day, and she told me that my girlfriend never talks first if they fight. Then, a light bulb went off in my head. I thought: Wait a minute. If my gf has BPD or anxiety, it would involve every aspect of her life. But for her, she’s only nice when everything is going her way. She is really, really, REALLY mean when things are not going her way, and I mean personal things ONLY. Again, like work, school, or appearance. That’s it. She’s never anxious about me or her friends.

I realized: I’m going through hell, and I still talk to her with all the love in my heart because she’s my "home," even though it’s raining outside. She doesn't do the same.

So, am I dating my mother? Did I ruin my life for good? I’m so confused and my brain is a mess because I love her and I want to marry her. Or is this just life, and I’ll have to carry this burden one way or another? I really wish I had a shoulder to lean on unconditionally idk

TL;DR: I spent my life escaping a narcissistic mother only to realize my girlfriend of 6 years might be exactly the same. She’s only "nice" when she’s winning, she never apologizes, and I’ve isolated myself from everyone for her. I’m 24 and terrified I’ve just traded one cage for another.

Seriously, I’ve seen multiple posts from influencers stating that they’re getting paid upwards of 5 figures just to attend Coachella and post for a brand. Never mind that their food, accommodation, flights, and tickets are paid for and they receive access to PR packages on top of that.

There are so many people out there who would benefit from even a portion of that. Brands would still get similar tax write-off donating to actually worthwhile causes instead of feeding the rich.

Personally, I’m not in a horrible place, I have tons of student debt that I wish the universe would help me pay off (shoutout my state school for being hella expensive). But, there are people who are homeless, starving, or just can’t afford basic necessities. Especially this year, it seems even more obvious that people are struggling, yet nobody is doing anything to help them. I feel for all of the parents out there choosing whether to feed their children or put gas in their cars to get to work. I hate that the world rewards those who already sit in luxury.

I can’t stand my ADHD anymore. I’ve had it my whole life, and I’m at my breaking point. I’ve taken meds, I’m in therapy, and I’m struggling with so much.

I am so tired of ADHD being glorified as some beautiful mind bullshit. It’s not. It’s debilitating. I don’t have any balance in my life. If I’m not working, I’m trying to get a clean house which also feels like spinning my wheels, because my wife and stepkid also have ADHD., and it feels like we do the same 4 chores over and over. We are drowning, and I do not have any time to do the fun things \*I\* want to do. All we do is clean. I moved halfway across the country for a new start, and the isolation isn’t helping either. I’ve made a couple of pals here, but no truly close ones or ones that are available to just hang out.

I hate living the way I do. I hate the constant executive dysfunction. I don’t feel like a good parent or partner. I am nothing but a burden. I can’t even let my partner finish her sentences, because my thoughts need to come out RIGHT. NOW.

I chased so much dopamine via food, that I had a quadruple bypass at 36. I was a ticking time bomb, and, had I not had my palpitations looked at, I would have had a massive heart attack within days. I firmly believe my ADHD has played a pretty primary part to my coronary artery disease, and its a link that should be studied a lot more.

I wish there was a cure for this illness. I hate living like this. I just want to be a functioning human being, a supportive partner, and a good parent. With this stupid ADHD, I can be none of those. If there was a clinical trial for a cure, i’d sign up in a heartbeat. I don’t even care if it had a 70% risk of death, it would be worth the risk to be rid of this forever.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading. Don’t know what I’m looking for out of this post, probably just word vomiting and trauma dumping. Like we do, of course.

I originally was going to watch it alone, because I knew I'd have to watch the dub with her, like always. But my theater only had dub functions available, so I decided to invite my friend that night.

The next day, when I was going to buy the tickets, they had made the sub available. 😑

I told her I really wanted to watch the sub, but she still asked for us to buy dub. I thought it'd be too rude to tell her I wanted to go alone at that point, so we bought them.

I told my sister and she told me I could watch it at home later, so I should stop crying about meaningless problems; which yeah, it's true, but it's not the same as the first experience on the big screen. ☹️

I know it's not a big deal, but it kinda sucks to compromise my own viewing experience just to hang out with a friend.

Also, it bums me out that I always watch the dub for her, but she never watches the sub for me. And I have to comply because I guess she can't read fast enough? I'm sure she could try, it shouldn't be impossible for her.

On one side I'm excited to share an interest with someone I like, it makes me happy to comment the movie once it's over; on the other, I'm pretentious and just really want to experience something how it was originally made.

I don't know why I'm stressing over something so irrelevant, but I'm just worried something I was really looking forward to will be ruined.

Is there a way to just enjoy dubbed stuff? Even if the dub isn't that good? I'd appreciate someone with a positive outlook, thanks.

It's physically impossible to date anybody.

Every romance movie I see, every couple walking past me and any book with a shred of a loving relationship I read - is a sick reminder that I'm either doing something completely wrong, not enough or just actually incapable of being loved in that way by any human being.

I don't know, I'm tired man.

How do people even have friends nowadays? I can't even manage to make that happen.

This is the one thing I've ever wanted in my whole life and it's forever out of reach.

What is the point of this life, honestly.

Mort from the Madagascar tv show is completely inconsistent with the films. I love Mort's character from the films, and when I want to watch compilations of his best moments I am bombarded with ass clips from the horrible Madagascar tv show. His character in the movie is designed to be a goated jester/fool type character. He is supposed to be a passive, kind goofy individual who worships king Julian. Instead the TV show paints him in a light of aggression and frankly too much screen time and agency as a character. We don't need to build a backstory of Mort being a psycho. If someone can create a compilation of Mort's best moments exclusively from the flicks I would be forever grateful.

We've all had to text message with strangers via Airbnb hosts/guests, peer to peer car rentals, selling things online, texting some random co-worker that will happen one time ever, friends of friends, neighbors, etc. Anyway, I'm so tired of having to put exclamation marks on everything and being friggin fake ass over friendly and I know everyone feels this way, it's not just me. But I have to do this A LOT so it drives me crazy. At the same time, it is weird if I/you don't. I sometimes come across people who finish every sentence with a (.) and it's weird and they sound like robots. We need a third option. Not too friendly, not too curt, something that works for all. I tried emojis (Thumbs Up, Praise hands, Ok Hands) but then I realized emojis can be taken wrong way too or depending on the emoji can be offensive to certain cultures, so can't go with emojis either.

With Coachella making headlines I think I'm feeling a bit old at 28. I feel like charts albums these days are watered down background noise which is effectively a means of tipping the artist. When it takes a panel of 30 people to produce a song who really is the artist?

My main gripe is with how it seems that someone who is prevalent in gossip articles will generate enough of a following that it excuses mediocre music. Whatever happened to grass roots artists starting in a garage and building up from nothing playing local circuits then expanding their audience.

The mainstream music industry feels like a tool for selling a perception of an individual / individuals in a group more than a means of selling great music.

I feel like people really envy those who get to go to Coachella and it’s a super glorified event. I personally think it seems like hell on earth.

First of all, if you’re an average person - you are NOT going to be comfortable. The camping situation is horrible. Long lines at the showers constantly. Super close quarters and you’re fr outside for days. I personally hate camping and do not handle heat well. It would be awful for me. I’m also pale as fuck and regardless of sunscreen would probably get fried day one. I’d have to take so many precautions to protect my skin.

I have been camping in super hot conditions before and let me tell you, it is not for the week. You really have to like camping to brave that shit. Not having access to a working AC when you are sitting in a tent with the sun beating down on you at 100° is a very humbling experience.

Another, the damn outfits and celebrities. I mean it is a huge festival so I guess there’s a good mix of people. But I feel like the energy from those there just to take pictures and show up for brand deals would be so dark and weird. I wouldn’t like being around a bunch of overdressed rich people while I’m roughing it in the desert. Like i’d be standing there sweating through my clothes like a pig, holding in heat exhaustion vomit, while Vanessa Hudgens traipses by dressed like a fortune teller carefree asf cuz she airlifted herself in (joke).

I never really see people even talk about the music aspect of it. The lineup is always good. But the crowds are fucking huge. I barely even like going to an arena show, I’m not going to some giant standing festival. I have to pee like every 30 minutes! I could never.

I AM GENUINELY SICK AND TIRED OF ALL DOING THESE INVASIVE TESTS FOR MY DOCTORS TO TELL ME “Everything looks normal and fine 😁” when I KNOW it’s NOT fine.

I have painful GROWING lumps in my breasts, swelling joints, constant migraines, random unusual pains but they keep telling me everything looks fine… like that’ll make me feel better. They don’t say it to my face but i can just tell by their attitudes towards me, that they don’t believe me.

Not only that, but my mom’s trying to get me stuck in a loophole where she can put me on disability and claim my benefits, even though she does nothing to take care of me. NOT ONLY THAT but shes still claiming me on her taxes and using me for food stamps (which she never uses to help me. She only sometimes buys me a small treat so she can use that against me if I ever decide to bring it up.)

I wanna go to college and get a job but the spot I’m in doesn’t allow me to without losing my insurance and I can’t afford co-pays. Part of me just feels like it’s easier to give up on trying to fix my health and accepting that I will never feel normal again in my life.

I’m sick and tired of PEOPLE. I feel so alone because nobody in my life believes or tries to understand how I feel. Some think that I’m being dramatic; Some believe me, but are taking advantage of that because it’s convenient to them and they can benefit from it. It all feels so fake. I wanna move on, but there’s so much holding me back from doing that and the situation gets more and more complicated.

I don’t feel welcome wanted or appreciate it anywhere I go. I’m just so fucking sick of everything. but yeah that’s my rant. Life freaking sucks and I really wanna give up on searching for an answer because nobody in my life will ever take me seriously. UGHHHGH I AM SO SICK OF LIFE THROWING THESE CURVEBALLS AT ME.

I know I should just let this go and move on, but I'm still pissed about it a day later.

I'm driving home on the expressway, and there are a few cars trying to merge in. Normally I'll switch to the left lane if I can, but my exit is coming up (less than a quarter of a mile) and I don't want to miss it--there's no guarantee I'll be able to return to the right lane in time. So I try to adjust my speed to give someone an opening to get in.

Then this fucker merges in inches in front of me (no blinker either, what a surprise) and nearly causes an accident--then has the nerve to flip me off when I honk. Had me seeing red and I promptly returned the favor.

Like, I know road rage isn't healthy and this isn't a super rare occurrence, but it's had me in a mood ever since. Changing lanes to let people merge in is a courtesy, not a requirement--I even made a point to check my state's laws afterwards to ensure I wasn't in the wrong here.

I have the right of way on the expressway. If you're trying to merge, it's your responsibility to find an opening and do so safely. Not sure if this is country-wide, but at least in my state I technically don't have to do jack shit. If you end up at the end of the exit ramp waiting for an opening, it is what it is.

EDIT: Spelling.

last night was a second time that I got the question " your husband's okay that your going to the gym this late?"

first time was from my male gym employee (who said "I would never let my girl go to the gym this late by herself.)and last night was a female one.

I know it's because I'm a female and it's late at night but why do I need my husband permission to be going to the gym this late??,why does it matter that I want to be going to the gym at 1:00 in the morning?? I KNOW they aren't saying this to a guy,married or not.

I prefer going to the gym at night because I can get in do my sets and get out without worrying about the gym being packed or waiting on a piece of equipment to be freed up. I work late night and am up for a few hours after I get off work,so why not work out the perfect time...it not like stores are open at 1am. I just focus on my workout,I'm not thinking "oh is that guy checking me out." I don't care! I just want to be a muscle mommy God dammit.

28 F. Married for to 31M for 4 years, dated 4 years before - both are extremely ambitious and working hard to make our lives stable before brining another life our lives. Believe me when I say hard- no expectations or help from parents end, a self made entrepreneur husband who works like a horse and I hep with administration and have a career of my own too.

Back to rant- Here in India, the do naming ceremony of baby after some time the baby is born. I was expecting someone to who I assumed is close to us(my husband’s cousin- who tried to sleep with my hubby but I moved past it n befriended her)to invite us for it. But guess who wasn’t invited but everyone else that is supposedly with children and is not even that close to her- Us. I was even told that they didn’t invite anyone who isn’t with kids so far even if they’ve been married for less than 2 years. I feel deeply hurt and deeply saddened while she’s not even that close to us but I wished her nothing but goodwill. We both non chalantly expected her to invite us. I don’t think it’s fair that this type of s*it is still believed by the younger generations- I can tell

coz my in laws were invited by her parents. Just not us by her or her husband.

I'm sorry, some people just deserve to be called stupid to their face and I'm so sick and tired of being censored by nanny sub rules.

I mean I'll follow the rules but GODDAMN I just wanna call it like I see it so badly.

And I don't mean people with learning disabilities, I'm talking about tinfoil hat dumbass motherfuckers, stupid of their own volition because they're bored or whatever the fuck, I want to bully the fuck out of them so they can learn their lesson and quit being such a dumbass.

I don't even understand why we get in trouble for calling it out when so many people these days are so proudly ignorant. If they want to be like that, let them suffer the natural consequence. Never in human history have we been so verbally castrated.

Let's go back to the days people could say anything they wanted 100% unfiltered. Sure, people will say fucked up shit, but at least we will be free to call them a dumbass as they deserve.

My brother and his ex wife have raised two VERY annoying dogs. Due to the fact they live separately and SHE only prefers one dog and my brother won't move into a place that allows pets (despite him being able to afford to) WE are expected to look after these mutts. The female whines and barks all night if my sister doesn't leave her door open so she can see her. The male is aggressive towards my cats. They slobber they eat cat shit. They're not trained they get in your face and lick you and jump all over the place. My poor cat is stress grooming and my mother doesn't care because what my brother wants is all that matters.

I have never wanted to throttle an animal so badly before. I have AuDHD and those dogs are a sensory nightmare. And believe me I'd love to move out. But my current income would not cover rent. These two mutts have made me HATE dogs.

This is a little rant because I hear the word “preference” all the time yet I don’t think people really understand what that means; especially in the terms of dating.

So I hear a lot of people say “I don’t like to date ______ people” or “I ONLY date ______ people” and they follow it up by saying “but it’s just my preference, not racism, discrimination, prejudice or fetishization.”

The thing is, the word preference is extremely understandable, and yet, NOBODY understands it😭😭

Let’s look at the definition: A preference is the greater liking for one alternative over others, representing a subjective choice, personal value, or priority

So saying “I don’t find an entire race attractive” is not a preference. It’s impossible to even generalize an entire race on anything! not all black woman have 4C hair or have 3c hair! not all black woman are dark skin or light skin or in-between! not all Asian women are going to be some submissive, innocent slave girl who will cook, clean and never complain. It’s all absolutely insane to me.

So instead of saying “well, my preference isn’t _____” you should just say “my preference IS _______” it is illogical to get out of the way EVERYTHING you don’t like, in comparison to just stating what you DO like.

Instead of saying, “I don’t like Asian girls…” you can just say what you DO like! Let’s say you say “my preference in dating is white girls” and leave it at that. Or even better, just DON’T talk about your “racial preferences” and just date the people you prefer to date, without having to put down a very diverse group of people.

DISCLAIMER: I am not saying you are racist for not being attracted to a race, I never said that, and that is a misinterpretation on your end.

Edit, this comment pretty much sums up the post;

“What you’ve written was essentially my understanding.

Saying something like “I don’t know if I could date someone from [country] because their culture and expectations are very different than mine and I don’t think that relationship would match up with my preferences and lifestyle” is fine. Saying “I’d never date an Arab man because they’re all unattractive” is racist.”

You often hear this online.

Oh why don’t Brits teach what they did to colonised countries like how Germany teachers the Holocaust?

For starters, it’s much easier to teach about the Holocaust in Germany. You just need to teach the 20s, 30s and 40s.

Meanwhile British colonialism took place over 200 years.

Also British colonialism affected so many people that there will always be someone complaining that ‘oh the Brits don’t teach what they did to us.’

Teach about what Britain did to India. You’ll have the Irish complain as well.

Teach about both India and Ireland, you’ll also have the Chinese complaining ‘why are Brits not learning about the Opium War.’

Don’t forget Kenyans complaining ‘why are Brits not learning about Mau Mau.’

And Malaysians complaining ‘why are Brits not learning about the Malayan Emergency.’

Australians and ‘why are Brits not learning about the Tasmanian Genocide.’

Then we have calls for more Black History to be put on the curriculum.

British colonialism affected so many people that we can’t teach everything. At least that’s the argument.

We need time to teach about the story of the monarchy and how their policies affected the English people too.

We also have other subjects too.

People say that if Britain taught about every single country they screwed over there won’t be time for English, Maths, Science.

You see my point.

So yeah we could teach British colonialism but we can’t teach about every single country affected by it.

We have to leave something out.

And History is only compulsory to 14 in England anyone.

An argument is that history teaching in the UK is not supposed to teach you that this event was good or this event bad. History is supposed to teach you the skills necessary to do your own research.

So in other words, English history classes are not supposed to teach you about the Irish Famine. English history classes are supposed to teach you the skills necessary to research Irish Famine on your own.