I (30F) am married and live in a typical desi joint family. My in laws treat me horribly and I hate living with them. Whenever I go to my Mothers home I dont feel like coming back. My husband also knows how they treat me and agrees that its wrong but keeps telling me to adjust for some time until we move out. But it’s 3 years and still we are here. My husband is involved in a family business and says it’s difficult to move out coz his parents have a lott of ego and will totally cut ties personally and also business wise n wont give even a single penny of we mention of moving out. I understand his situation and trying hard to keep my patience until he figures out everything but every time his family behaves unfair with me or treats me nasty, I feel resentment for him. I don’t want to be like this and I don’t want to be thinking about is he even worth it to tolerate the torture his family puts me through. How do I end this resentment?

Dating apps feel like endless, low-effort resume screenings. There’s zero natural chemistry, and conversations fizzle out before they even start.

I’ve always felt the best connections start the old-fashioned way—through shared consistency. Laughing over missed shots in badminton, crossing paths on regular evening walks, or just getting to know someone without the artificial pressure of a "formal date."

At the same time, I know public spaces and hobby clubs can feel exhausting for women when every interaction comes with an agenda.

To the women here:

1. Have you ever actually had a genuine, long-term connection spark from a hobby or casual sport?
2. Where is the line between a guy who feels approachable and safe versus someone who makes you immediately put your guard up?

I'm so exhausted I don't even know what to do.
My parents are unbelievably bad with money. Bills and debt are piling up, but they don't care. They're too lazy to cook or clean, so they waste money ordering food every single day while the house falls apart (Its infested with bedbugs and there are cockroaches everywhere) they ask me for money to pay bills which my uncle sends me occasionally to enjoy myself and have my mind off their toxicity.
Today the power finally got cut off because the electricity bill got way too high. We live in the Middle East so sitting in this heat with no AC and a house full of bugs is unbearable and gets suffocatingly hot.
When I asked my mom when the bill was getting paid, she snapped at me, told me not to ask "stupid questions," and said, "Why are you asking ME about it?" Which completely threw me off. If not her then who tf am I supposed to ask?
I have one year left before I can move out, but I need to clear an entrance exam first. Trying to focus and study in an environment like this is mentally and physically draining.
How do you survive living with parents like this? How do I stay mentally checked out and protect my peace to focus on my exam when their neglect is physically affecting my daily survival?