Blossom Beauty, 928 Timberbrook Lane, Denver, CO (2026)

07/15/2026

I’ll never be married…
I (38) have wanted to be married my whole life.

Last month we gathered at my parents’ house for Memorial Day. After the grilling, drinking, and laughing my mother tells me she has something in the garage for me. When we get to the garage she pulls a framed crochet doily from a black bag. As she hands it to me I think ‘I’ve seen this before.’
It’s a crochet doily of our last name in a beautiful frame.
She tells me ‘I had these made by a woman at church for you boys for wedding presents,’
So that’s where I’ve seen them. In my brothers’ houses.
‘but you never got married, so I’m just giving it to you now.’

Fu***ng heartbreak.

I am the middle of five boys. All of my brothers are married, have children, and are legitimately so happy with their lives. I know this because I speak to them all nearly daily and have always been everyone’s middle man (pun).
I’ve always been the black sheep of the family, have always been into art, literature, punk rock, and subculture in general. They are all classic suburban dads, with some edge, but still just run of the mill Costco people.
I am genuinely happy for all of them and it’s been a blessing to see us all grow into the men we are. But, man, I’m jealous.
I’ve had a few LTR, most five years or more. It just never happened.
Has punk rock ruined my life? Why can’t I just be normal?
I have a great relationship with my parents, my brothers, their wives and love all seven nephews to pieces. But I can’t shake the ‘why not me’.

Anyway, steak, peppers, tomato, and Underberg.

07/15/2026

Wife is leaving in the most not giving a f**k manner
Edit: wife is they/them. We respect pronouns of everyone, not just those we agree with.

Edit2: many seem confused about satanist. You’ve seen too many movies. It’s basically Wiccan + edgelord.

So, wife didn’t come home or text where they were Friday night. Didn’t respond to a text. Didn’t answer the phone. So I bust out location services and drive to where their phone is. Here I am worried they might be in trouble or dead. Just as I get there, I get a text ‘spent the night at Amanda’s.’ But this isn’t Amanda’s. The car in front of the rundown trailer is recognizable by the satanic symbols. A well known barfly, satanist, and man w***e. I knock and collect my wife. They started out a little shamefaced but as soon as they saw I was calm and clear that they threw the marriage away, they pretty calmly told me how they’d been cheating on me for months. Apparently, the story they’ve been telling when I’m not around is that it’s an open marriage and I was fully aware. So, a whole web of deceit.

Anyway, Arizona stress Rx and sleep gummies. I can’t eat. Fireworks are not helping.

07/15/2026

After over four years, I would still commit atrocities for a ten-minute conversation
About four years ago, I was supposed to marry my best friend. We had been together for 11 and a half years, but we could finally afford a real wedding. About 5 months before the wedding was supposed to happen, she died of what the ER doctors said was a series of internal blood clots. They say she didn't suffer, which I can't be happy about but I can be some kind of grateful.

I remember very little of the first month after it happened. I was fortunate that my new job allowed me to go away for that month and come back, and put up with me being barely useful for a long time after.

Since then it feels like the world in general has done everything in its power to turn the screws. AI taking what satisfaction I used to get from doing my job by doing it for me, the mental health department at my HMO striking just as I was starting to get some help from them (to be clear, I blame the HMO, not the workers or the union), my body falling apart to the point I need a machine now to help me breathe at night, and just about everything in the news getting worse and worse. I hate this life. I hate that she's not here and will never be here again.

My home is a mess, and every time I think about trying to move or remove any of her things so I can make the place more pleasant for myself I feel sick. Over the weekend I opened her side of the closet, intending to clear things out so I can hang up my own clothes instead of using the floordrobe in the corner, and almost immediately closed it back up and gave up.

If there were a button I could press that would get me 10 minutes with her, to say goodbye, and to tell her one last time how much I love her, and to apologize for every time I was anything but a perfect partner, but a random neighborhood somewhere would just collapse into a sinkhole, I would be sorely tempted. But then she'd be rightfully angry I pressed it.

Dinner: Chicken, artichoke and garlic sausage, with chopped raw onion and giardiniera, celery salt and dijon. Store-bought potato and macaroni salad and a pickle spear.

07/15/2026

GF of 10 years had affair with my sisters husband
Well fellas, I have been cooked for a while now as this was a few years ago but I still suffer the effects every single day.

Back in 2023 my girlfriend had a 6 month affair with my older sisters husband. We were all best friends, lived in the same neighbourhood, huge amazing family dynamic and mutual friends.

We were together since high school, built a house and have 2 gorgeous girls together who have been my only saving grace throughout this ordeal.

I caught on and snooped in her phone, just barely found some scraps of evidence after months of whacky s**t occurring. My sister was pregnant with her second due the same week and I waited for her to come home from the hospital with the baby to tell her.
My ex admitted it immediately when confronted and proceeded to trickle truth me for months.
My former best friend (and brother in law) lied and denied and then begged and tried to bribe me not to tell my sister.

I kicked my ex out and she went to stay with a friend. She wasn’t really phased about this until we all met up and BIL said it hadn’t meant anything to him and he was not in fact going to run away with her. I ended up taking her back in a few weeks later and attempted to reconcile for almost 2 years before going bananas and breaking it off last October. The only reason I lasted so long was because I was abusing medical THC and CBD as well as taking antidepressants, sleeping pills and benzos.

Quitting all of the vices was what sent me over the edge and I went for a drive with the intent of ending it all. Ended up in urgent care with my mum and moved in with her immediately. We sold the house in January and she took 60% which was a huge chunk of cash.

I finally found a rental a few months back for my girls and I, before that we were at my mums and my younger sisters because I also hate my useless dad who has been completely unhelpful throughout all of this.

To top it off our dog got cancer and promptly f**king died.

My daughters are strong but they hurt, and I hurt so deeply too. I’m useless at therapy just churning through new practices and mostly keeping on top of my antidepressants. My only vice these days is vapes which I have tried and failed to quit many times.

we have so much healing and work to do to get back on track.

Next steps are to buy/build another home and find somewhere my daughters and I can settle longer term while we rebuild our lives, and to find a good therapist.

Dinner was chorizo pasta and roast chicken pieces to take to my mums.

Thanks for reading, sorry it’s a shambles between ADHD, pain and being overtired.

07/13/2026

My dream career is over. It was fun while it lasted.
Tomorrow morning I fly home from Las Vegas, having finished my last two-week pilgrimage to participate in the World Series of Poker. When I get on the plane, it'll mark the end of my career as a professional poker player.

I quit my day job in the fall of 2021 to work on my mental health, living off the survivors' benefit I had received from my late wife's car insurance policy in the meantime. Shortly after I was the recipient of a small windfall of cash from a lawsuit I brought against the company that owned the truck that killed my wife. By then, I at least felt better about continuing to live, if not good enough to get back to work. It was then I decided to bet on myself, take a portion of the money from the lawsuit and use it as a bankroll.

I've been passionate about poker since before it was legal for me to play. I watched the coverage of the WSOP on TV. Saw Chris Moneymaker bring about the poker boom with his rags-to-riches story. Witnessed over-the-top personalities like Hellmuth, Laak and Matusow become megastars. So when I finally had access to the kind of money one needs to start a career in poker, I had to take my shot.

I had a lot of fun. I traveled a lot, played stakes from $50 to $10,000, rubbed shoulders with some of the greats. I had a cameo on Daniel Negreanu's vlog, made Matt Glantz laugh, bluffed Alex Foxen, busted Eugene Katchalov deep in a tournament, caught Men Nguyen trying to cheat. And I saw a lot of success - and a lot of failure.

Last year was my first losing year. I lost nearly $70,000 playing poker which, combined with taxes and living expenses, wiped out everything I had earned the year prior. The swings started getting to me, started getting too volatile for me to handle. I found myself under more stress than I ever had working for a paycheck. So a few months ago, I decided I was done. I needed to be done before I got in too deep. I booked one more trip to Vegas to give myself one more shot at glory. And tomorrow, after scoring only one tournament cash and after losing around 3 grand in total, that last shot will be over.

I'm not 100% on what my future holds. I left my day job on good terms, but that was nearly five years ago - who knows if I fit in there anymore. What I know now is that I'm closing this chapter of my life, one I don't regret, and one I will never, ever forget.

Pictured: my last meal here in Vegas, a double scoop from Ben & Jerry's.

07/13/2026

Girl I’m in love with called me a pe*****le after I talked a 17yo girl from jumping off a bridge. Taco pasta
I (31) have been in love with this girl for a while now, we don’t live near each other but we would talk regularly and have met up a few times over the past few years. This is a girl I adore and find to be the most interesting and beautiful person on the planet that I want to talk to and be around all the time.

Anyways, almost a month ago I was on my bike riding across a bridge over a river when I spotted a girl on the other side of the barrier. I stopped and asked her if she was ok and if she needed help. I tried to get another guy to call 911 but he ignored me and kept going. She didn’t say much and since it was very loud due to the cars I asked if I could come sit with her. She nodded and said yes. I jumped over and sat with her, asked her what was going on and she was crying. She told me she was 17 and about her problems and we talked for a good hour probably. I cheered her up enough that she was smiling and laughing with me, and eventually asked me to call 911 to get her help. So I called and we waited, she was smiling and talking with me still. The cops showed up and one of the cops started talking to her like she was a child in a baby voice. Eventually I convinced her to go back to safety and helped her up and over the barrier. Then another cop put her in handcuffs and she started freaking out, rightfully so. I couldn’t believe it, this kid will never call 911 again if she needed mental health help on this bridge so I wrote my number down on a card and gave it to her and said if she ever found herself in this situation again and needed someone she can call me. Then they put her in the back of their car and drove off.

Anyways, I’m only human I found this upsetting and needed someone to talk to. I told my crush about this hoping for some comfort and got the cold shoulder. No comfort, told me she hopes the girl got some real help and not just me, and that I shouldn’t have given my number. I agree, I probably shouldn’t have given my number but I didn’t want this kid to feel like she had no one and I can almost grantee she will not call 911 if she needed help. Then my crush pulled away and stopped responding until last week. She said she was put off by how I handled the situation and insinuated that I had predatory intentions by giving this suicidal 17yo girl my phone number. She then proceeds to tell me I was wrong for everything I did and how she would have handled it, just assuming I didn’t take it seriously being there. Like wtf, I did my best to help someone in need. It’s not like I’m trained to talk someone off a bridge and I sure as hell did better than the actual cops that came to try and help. It really hurt my feelings and made me realize how toxic of a person she actually is. All the red flags I have been ignoring made sense and came crashing in my face.

Unfortunately, I still have feelings for my crush despite it all. I know I should just leave it at that and move on, my brain is telling me she’s really not a good person and to cut her out but my heart is still stuck on her. Idk what to do. I wish it was easy to stop loving someone.

07/13/2026

We told our friend that he stinks
So we’re a group of six guy friends. We hang out all the time, go to school together, etc. We have this one friend who didn’t really start puberty until about 2 years ago (for context we’re all 18). So he wasn’t really used to having great hygiene. That’s normal since before hitting puberty you don’t stink as much, therefore you don’t shower as much. No biggie. Our friend however started to really smell like sweat, but old sweat. We tried to give him subtle hints so he would find out on his own, but it didn’t work. When I once asked him if he wanted to take a shower after he’d slept over, he told me that I shouldn’t worry, he told me he had showered the other day. I realized then that we would have to do something.
Then the other day something happened which made us decide it was time. All six of us were in a room together at recess when other people joined us and as they entered all of them remarked how bad the smell was.
We decided we couldn’t not tell him because that would be really dishonest, we didn’t want other people to make fun of him behind his back. So we told him, when no other people where present of course, that he smells of sweat.
He didn’t take it to well. He didn’t join our last hangout and I have a feeling it’s because we told him. We of course don’t want him to feel terrible about himself, but how should we have told him? He wouldn’t take the subtle hints, so we took the candid approach. We all still feel kind of bad but also like he’s gonna be grateful in the future.

07/13/2026

Somehow I became a HIPAA violation
Just a weird story that I needed to share.

About 10 years ago I started seeing a therapist. She's great and I still see her to this day. When I started seeing her she was part of a group office. Like 7 years ago she split off to have a private practice and I left with her as one of her clients.

Anyways yesterday I notice that in my work email I got something from her old office. I briefly scanned it to see if it was important. It was just some generic email about how they were going to have a summer camp for kids in their programs. Cool, but I'm not a kid and I haven't gone to this office since before COVID so I just dismissed it and moved on with my day.

Later that night I'm hanging out with some friends watching TV when I realized I got a second email from this office. I'm annoyed so I read it to see if I need to unsubscribe from some mailing list. I'm gonna paraphrase this email.

"Dear

Earlier today we sent you an email. You must delete it immediately! We attached a list of all of our clients names and contact information with that email. Please do not look at it. We apologize."

These f**king people sent me the name, email, and phone number of all their f**king therapy patients. This office has a division for kids. I deleted it but holy s**t. What the f**k?

I was eating this homemade reese cup ice cream when the second email hit my inbox. Low calorie and low sugar so only my stress levels spiked.

07/13/2026

Burnt out and fiance booked a trip?
Work has been absolutly kicking my ass lately. Long days, constant stress, and by the end of this week I felt like I had nothing left in the tank.

On my lunch break I texted my fiance, "I'm burnt out. I don't think I've ever been this mentally exhausted."

She just replied, "I'm sorry, babe ❤️"

I figured that was the end of it.

I got home expecting to throw on sweatpants, microwave something questionable, and disappear into the couch for the rest of the night.

Instead, I walked in and there was an overnight bag by the front door.

She smiled and said, "Don't unpack from work. We're leaving after dinner."

Turns out she'd booked us a little cabin for the weekend. No big itinerary. No packed schedule. Just a place by the lake with no cell service, a bottle of wine, snacks, a deck overlooking the water, and strict instructions that I wasn't allowed to check my work email once.

I don't think people realize how much it means when someone notices you're struggling before you even know how to ask for help.

I spend so much time trying to be the one who has everything together that I forget someone is looking after me too.

Anyway... I cried a little in the driveway. Don't tell the guys.

07/13/2026

Spent months moving from FL to NJ for a management job, lost the job after 2 weeks
Really don’t know how to feel. I left a job that I worked for 8 years, had a going away dinner with my boss, and my whole family support my move, only to lose the job in 2 weeks. It was a manger position in an outpatient pediatric therapy company in Bergen County, on paper I was a great fit. My old job was intake at a home health company with years of experience and my new boss and I agreed it was a great fit on paper. Moved up here 2 weeks ago, started the job and…I was just lost. I figured it was because I was just new and needed to adjust but for some reason it just didn’t click.

It’s weird because tbh I’m not a textbook “people person” but at my old job whenever they brought someone new I found that I honestly could get along with anyone. I’m a very go with the flow person so I honestly don’t have to trouble adjusting towards people but this job…idk it just felt like I wasn’t even there. I’m would chime in at times to casual conversations my co-workers would have and idk it just felt like I was an afterthought to them, it seemed like they already knew I wasn’t a good fit for the job before I did.

It’s funny because today my new boss brought me in to go over my progress for the last 2 weeks and I somehow knew I wasn’t going to be working there anymore. It’s crazy because during my lunch break I got an Indeed notification about a new job that I thought to myself “ I don’t feel like I’m needed here idk maybe I’ll leave and go apply lol”. Idk what’s more of a shock, the fact that this is the first time I experienced this situation or how it was somehow the most amicable parting I ever experienced. I sat down with the boss, she said so far I doesn’t seem like a good fit, and I just kinda agreed with her. She paid me for my 2 weeks, said she’d be more than happy to give me a reference for any new job I find, and I left.

The cherry on top was during my drive home i honestly thought it was then I was going to start crying but then my mom called and asked how it was going so far. I feel bad because I just lied, said I had a long week and I was tired. But somehow it seemed that phone call helped calm my mind. I heard my dad in the back, he chimed in said “good luck son we’re praying for you” then they hung up.

So here I am stuck with a year lease that I signed 2 week’s ago with no job, and I oddly feel at peace. I have a big family, a brother in Baltimore, multiple cousins in Manhattan and an amazing support system with my family so idk I somehow feel ok. I had sickle cell for 26 years, and I overcame that so I think I’ll be alright…it still sucks though :/

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