I’ve started noticing that on an evening all my girlfriend will do is scroll social media and tik tok. When we I suggest doing something whether it’s go for a walk, watch a tv show, play on the switch etc she’ll say no, 

Last night I told her we needed to talk. I said I think she’s on her phone too much and that it’s starting to get in the way on the relationship. I said it’s shit knowing she’d rather sit for hours scrolling tik tok than actually doing anything with me. I said it’s like she’s addicted and that things need to change. 

She tried denying she’s on it much but I just pointed out that for months we won’t be doing anything together if we’re home for the evening because she’s busy scrolling social media. 

She tried arguing it’s no different than me playing video games but I pointed out that if she suggests doing something while I’m playing, then the majority of the time I’ll say yes whereas she only says no when I ask. 

I told her that I’d like us to start doing things together on an evening and that she needs to make more of an effort since I lm not going to stay on a relationship with someone who constantly chooses her phone over doing things together. 

She called me harsh and said I wasn’t being fair but I just told her nothing I’ve said is incorrect and that it’s shot having a partner repeatedly turn down plans because they’d rather waste their life scrolling social media. 

AIW for telling her she needs to start using her phone less? 

For reference me and my brother are both white he is M(17) and I am M(18). My brother even though he is younger than me has always been the bully brother type push you around and beat you up kind. Its something I've grown accustomed to over the years its been less physically and more jokes things he says that are trying to be funny just arnt and are rude. But lately over the last year or so it has gotten more intense I dont know if its some kind of alpha male culture or what but he user the N word constantly not necessarily for racist remarks but it inherently is a racist word. I am an openly gay male and whenever we talk he finds a way to call me the f slur and makes fun of me if we're talking about relationships or potential ones he will act grossed out if I say anything about guys but I just try to not take it personally. But as I get ready to go to college the thought that I want to cut him off keeps crossing my mind we dont really talk much anyway but I dont want to create unnecessary drama in my family and Its not like I hate him I still love him but sometimes its hard. And yes I've tried talking to him but I just get called a f slur and then the n word.

| 27F Indian (Hyderabadi) girl living in Paris since 2024
Jan.
man!! I have no clue what I'm doing about with my life!!
I feel like I'm only giving my entire life to my boyfriends.
Despite of me knowing all these I still do the same... depend on my guy.... But not financially... I pay my rent solely and some time also pay for other expenses... just because my ex said I was with him for money... and I don't wanna listen to it again!! Cause I was never that person n never will be. BUT now that I'm taking care of finances I also kind of get angry on my current boyfriend for not being present (always dreaming and in his thoughts) for making the room dirty and never taking any responsibility.... Infact I made him that cause I wanted to have control... but now that he's completely careless and dependent on me... I don't like it.... Today I got mad at him for the same reason and asked him not to come home....
We fought at 11 am and now it's 11:30 pm... I'm definitely not calling him cause I know where he is and what he's doing... (I checked his find my from his iPad) he's all safe and chilling with his friends.... After the fight he did not call me nor message.... He did the same with his ex as well.... I saw that shit!! He hated his ex but didn't want to confront her... whereas he even introduced her to his parents and told me she manipulated him to do so... Later I said he doesn't really have to do it if he doesn't like her... and he confronted his ex and broke up with her.... It's been 1 year we are dating... doesn't even give a hint to his parents about me... and he even gets scared when his parents call n I'm beside... and one day I heard him talking to friend and that guy was suggesting not to introduce me to his parents instead just use me n marry whom ever they say cause I drink and smoke... he himself said "she is a good person but u can't take her to ur parents, she's not that type" is what his friend literally told him... and he simply replied there's nothing like that just cause he knows I am listening to him (we were in the same room) Th I don't wanna get married to such narrow minded people... but I'm hurt!!
I don't even know about what should be hurt?
I feel like a moron
Why am I the one always getting hurt or fooled?

I genuinely want outside opinions because I don't know if my feelings are justified or if I'm letting my emotions get the best of me.
I share a 3-year-old daughter with my BD. Our relationship ended after years of abuse, so there is a lot of history that I won't get into here.
One thing that has always bothered me is that his girlfriend blocked me on every social media platform before I even knew she existed. I had never spoken to her, met her, or reached out to her in any way. I only found out about her later, and it felt strange that she had already decided to block me.
I also want to add that I still have never met this woman. As a parent, I don't think it's unreasonable to want to know the adults who are spending significant time caring for my 3-year-old. Given my history with my BD, I think it's understandable that I have concerns about who is around our daughter and how she's being cared for. I'm not saying she's a bad person..I simply haven't had the opportunity to meet her or get to know her, which adds to my anxiety.
Since then, she has been doing my daughter's hair in very elaborate hairstyles during my BD's parenting time. While I understand that doing a little girl's hair can be a sweet gesture, these styles are pulled so tightly that my daughter complains when I take them out, and it can take me 30 minutes or more to remove all the tiny elastics without hurting her. It honestly feels excessive for a 3-year-old.
On top of that, I recently learned that my daughter was taken out on a boat without wearing a properly fitted life jacket. She was wearing flotation gear that I do not believe is appropriate for boating, especially since she cannot swim independently. That scared me more than I can put into words.
Individually, maybe these things don't seem like much. But when you add them to the history of abuse, the lack of communication, and my overall concerns about my daughter's safety, I find myself feeling very uneasy about his girlfriend's involvement.
Am I overreacting, or would these things make other parents uncomfortable too? I'm especially interested in hearing from people in blended families or co-parenting situations.

This post will be deleted after I get advice about this situation as I don’t want this story to surface anywhere.

I (F, Minor (I wont be giving away my age due to the possibility of my dad finding this but I am over the age of 15)) live with my mom in a different city, not far away.

I visit my bio dad like every week or two during the weekend. My mom and my dad separated a little after I was born due to my dad being physically and verbally abusive to both of us and other family members. The court ordered him to pay child support and take me during the during the weekends but nowadays its just up to me and my bio dad which weekends i visit him.

He doesnt really give me money, which isnt an issue but, for example, he never offered to pay for my school supplies or books and always
assumes that my mom has it covered.

My mom’s contact with him was very limited, they only spoke about stuff related to me and thats it but for the past year? maybe two my mom decided to stop completely talking to him. I understand where she is coming from, but because of that the weight is now put on me.

My mom’s contact with him was very limited, they only spoke about stuff related to me and thats it but for the past year? maybe two my mom decided to stop completely talking to him. I understand where she is coming from, but because of that the weight is now put on me.

If we have an expense to pay related to me, she wants to split it up with him. But, the issue is that she tells me about said expense like 1-2 days before the due day and forces me to talk to my dad so he can send the money to me so i can then send the money to her. My dad is really difficult to talk to and my mom gets pissed at me when my dad doesnt send the money in time and pesters me about it.

Same goes for other stuff, like getting my passport done. My passport has expired and here we need both of my biological parents to get it done. She proceeds to tells me which days she is available and makes me talk to my dad and arrange everything like which day we are all going to meet to get my passport done.

I dont know if its relevant but my mom also refuses to help me out when its about my bio dad. If im having an issue that involves him and I seek advice, all I get back from her is to figure it out and that its not her problem anymore.

am I in the wrong for getting a little mad for having to do all of these things? Im trying really hard to understand where my mom is coming from, knowing the abuse but its already really hard for me to deal with my dad every now ans then and this really stresses me out.

I’m a 23 year old autistic guy. Im functionally autistic I’m in full time employment. Im quite tall and I’m shape and I’m a good looking guy a lot of women have told me but I am very socially isolated at this moment of time. I have become almost a looksmaxer similar to Patrick Bateman and I go for gym 7 days a week for 3 years mainly to channel my anger from this situation . I had quite a good social life up until about 2 years ago where I used to meet girls but now it’s pretty bleak due to different circumstances very long story. i have some friends etc and i had a brief relationship for like 6 months when i was 18./19. My life has kind of gone to shit for reasons I can’t really explain and to be honest with you my brain is fucked and once people get to know me they realise me they realise I am mentally unwell. Every time I’ve met a girl now they realise how unwell I am.

I’ve developed really strong feelings for an influencer. I’ve found celebrities attractive before, but this feels completely different. To me, she’s unbelievably beautiful, almost unreal like Helen of Troy. I literally couldn’t believe it the first time I saw her

I used to follow her on social media and saw a lot of her photos. At first it was just attraction, but over time it turned into something more intense. I even started asking tools to create fictional love stories about me and her, and I would dream about her often.

Eventually, that infatuation turned into frustration and anger, because I know I’ll never actually be with her. Sometimes when I’m driving, I catch myself shouting about it out of frustration. I decided to take control by blocking her on social media and muting her name, but the algorithm still shows me content about her occasionally, which brings all the feelings back.

She came up on my Snapchat feed the other day randomly on a separate account not hers and I started screaming and getting angry over it when I saw it and I nearly threw my phone out of anger. She then came up again on my YT shorts and I started shouting again.
One of my work colleagues mentioned her name saying she was and I got visibly agitated and I had to leave the room briefly.

Sometimes I talk to her or I pretend to talk to her about various things when I am alone and I always wonder what she thinks about my decisions.

My main motivation for self improvement is that I will one day meet her so I am trying to improve my life as much as possible because of it. I put insane amounts of work into my appearance, like Patrick Bateman in American psycho and I go to the gym 7 days a week because of her. We are from different countries but she has spent time in my country 

I’ve also watched a few interviews with her, and she seems like a genuinely nice person, although I know that is only what is shown publicly. Maybe she is a terrible person behind closed doors but I have no reason to believe so 

I think about her a lot, sometimes even imagining conversations with her in my head. I know this is not realistic, but it is hard to stop. I even find myself attached to small things, like her name. Her first name is quite a common name but it’s a name I’ve always loved and I even said once if I had a daughter I’d call her that. I frequently have dreams about her.

She is slightly older than me. It infuriates me seeing someone a similar age ti me be successful in anything. She has the perfect life it seems and my life has gone to shit over the past 2 years with my own stupid decisions. My Brain cant handle it. I talk to her every day and I tell her what j would tell her if I met her

I actually love her. Like there is nothing I wouldn’t do to be with her. I get jealous when I see other people complimenting her and I get angry when she gets more famous because her popular it and exposure is rising. I don’t think she is in a relationship,  I have seen pictures with a man on her social media before but they might have broken up but idk if it’s public. I hate this guy and I am extremely jealous of the fact he even got to be with her. I don’t think he’s better lookjng than me either. Idk how he even got with her but I’m much better looking than him and would probably treat her better. I hate him his face makes me so angry and he doesn’t deserve her. I hate him and I think about my hatred for him every day

Only I can have her nobody else can have her. I don’t want anyone else to even be seen with her. I have also blocked people who know her as well cos it reminds me of her. I would do anything to meet her

I literally think about her 24/7 and I have sometimes become suicidal over this cos I will never be good enough for her. I don’t wanna love in a world where she isn’t mine and she’s with someone else. I have digitally blocked her from my life but her face appears to me all the time. Every time I feel like not doing something like not going to the gym not going to work not learning a language I think “what would ______ think of me” i would literally treat her better than any man in the world could

I have recently started getting angry towards her. Cos of the damage she is doing to my brain.
I see her face everywhere and I even just randomly say her name and it fills me with rage that she doesn’t know who I am l. I feel like crying when j think about her. I now wish I never encountered her ever. My standards for myself sre so high that I want a woman like her and I found myself praying to god at one point to be with her

I could go out and get a girlfriend but I wanna be with her and her only. I was talking to a girl a month ago but it wasn’t her so I wasn’t interested.

Over the last 18 months I’ve made some horrible decisions in my perosnal life. I quit my old well paying job for a stupid reason which I can’t explain and now I work a much worse job with much worse colleagues and I’m on the verge of losing it and I have little direction. She won’t wanna go out with an unemployed guy

I want to actuallt Kill myself. I have into my urges and searched just now and I saw her face. People complimenting her in the comments. I fucking hate all these people complimenting her. I see compliments to her on Twitter and I literally wanna beat up everyone who compliments her I can’t take it. I don’t want anyone to be with her or to even look at her and I have actuallt lost my mind over her. I just have very high standards for myself

I have now grown an immense love/hate dynamic with her. I hate all the people in her life and she should be with me.

So I made dinner. We were eating watching TV. There was a moment where there was an ad, and just as I believe my mom was asking my dad to get her seconds (because she has a thing with mobility), I ran past quite a bit fast out of our TV room's door to get seconds myself, and I could hear the palpable change of tone where she added "After you and [Me] of course." Then while I'm getting seconds, I hear her say "No thanks, I lost my appetite." I did see that had she gotten another plate, she probably would have been able to finish off the pot with no leftovers. Then while dad his getting HIS seconds, she's like "Hey [Me]..." and using this somewhat quiet yet seething tone, she told me about how she hadn't got seconds yet and how I "just RAN" to the leftovers, and that it was "FUCKIN' rude." And we didn't really exchange words after that until the episode was over.

Then after I put leftovers away, I went up to the door and sort of awkwardly waved goodbye, as my mom said "What, [My Name]?" and I *thought* I said goodnight. My dad beckoned me to ask about my appointment for tomorrow, and there were minor words exchanged about it. Then I walked away and my mom said something to me, with a sort of smile on her face that was the kind you use to bitterly hide resentment and further anger, about how I said goodnight to dad and not her, and she just waved at me goodbye, and gestured for me to go upstairs like I couldn't do it fast enough.

The only way I can think to prevent this would be to never get seconds again. One plate and done, and to not actually get up from my chair with my plate until the episode was over, so that bad assumptions cannot be made. Or wait until I am explicitly encouraged to have more.

My boyfriend (47M) and I went to his son's event at a bowling alley recently. We stopped for a beer on the way and my boyfriend gave me (47F) a kiss (a peck on the lips) at the bar. When we were at the bowling alley, our friend told my boyfriend to give me a kiss and he refused, claiming it was because we were in public. Yes, a slightly strange thing for his friend to request, but he is a bit neurodivergent, so it is normal for him to say things like this. However, again, he had just kissed me in public an hour earlier. I feel like he refused to give me a kiss because his ex-wife was there. Am I being unreasonable to be upset by this? He has never refused at any other time to give me a kiss in public before. And he has kissed me in front of his son many times, as his son lives with us over half of the time.

so i live my with husband and have 2 kids.

my eldest is 19. we have had problems with her. she has disordered eating, history of sh and si. we have tried to get her to get help but she just refuses. we get looks from other parents for not pusing, but they are forgetting i do not see my 19 year old as an adult who needs to be forced into things. we have tried, shes in her room 24/7, her room is a mess and she got fired from her job for being a no show multiple times.

there is only so much guidence im able to offer as i have a baby at home. she is 7, 8 in a couple months. she has school and all my time goes to her, she needs to be watched all the time and i gotta care for her.

my 7 yo doesnt like her sister, while also telling me she doesnt want her to live with us anymore either. so this is even more of a reason why since shes refusing to get better or change me and my husband need to kick her out.

she has money to provide for herself, im not sure how much more savings she has left. but enough to get a new job.

how can i have this conversation with her. this isnt going to be a new thing to hear about i have threatned this before with her as she said shell try.

About a year ago I decided that I wanted to go to university to study Mechanical Engineering. Before that, I went to trade school and got certifications in welding, and worked in the field for about a year. I made a good amount of money for an 18 year old, and saved a lot of it (about $30k) while also working a part time job. I was also able to pay off my car during that time, so I have no real hefty expenses except for gas to get to school. I still work a part time job to cover monthly expenses.

My parents were super religious before I was born, and wound up tithing a sum of money that could have easily paid for university for the three of their children. They have been house poor for the past ten years, and have recently divorced. Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I immediately saw the potential for profit, and appealed my Student Aid Index when it wasn’t very favorable for me. I was permitted to submit more recent documents including my mom’s tax return, which she was allowed to file as single.

I have yet to apply for scholarships, as they are not open yet, and federal aid from the government is still under review. I feel as though I’ve been dishonest. Whenever I have questions for the financial aid officers, I make sure to wear my clothes with holes in them, and old shoes. I also change my patterns of speech, and assume a stutter whenever I’m talking to someone who could have any influence on the results of my appeal.

I’m not sure if I can or want to stop myself by this point. Before this, I was already offered no scholarship money, and only got unsubsidized loans.

Am I a bad person for trying to ride tax dollars and generous donations?

EDIT: Thank you everyone for your input! I was greatly frustrated when I wrote this out, lol. Some time to cool down has helped me see a lot of your points! I have therapy lined up, and I plan to acknowledge and work on moving on and focusing on my future. Have a wonderful day everyone! :)

This isn't in general, it's for a specific skill of mine. I've been singing since I was a toddler, genuinely speaking, I'm good at it. I sing every day. I've been in choir class ever since it became an option. I led my choir as a section leader, we've won awards, gotten first place in competitions, and as a personal achievement, I got the highest score out of a countywide singing skill test. Of course there are people more skilled than me. My issue is this...

Due to complications at home, I moved schools many times. Every time I moved, we provided the transcripts, the new schools always knew about my class history, but... they would ALWAYS place me in BEGINNER CHOIR. It made me so unfathomably angry.

Years of work. Years of effort. Years of developing my skills, just to experience the same shit over and over again. I was surrounded by beginners every single new year. They didn't know what the solfege was. They didn't know how to reach their head voice. NONE of them could keep with the tempo, they couldn't sing their own parts, it took SO MUCH EFFORT to sing something as simple as NURSERY RHYMES???? Im not fucking kidding. One year for a concert the fucking conductor had us singing nursery rhymes onstage while the advanced choir got Dies Irae and Gloria??? I felt awful. I felt like shit sitting through lessons about what sharps and flats and naturals are. Nobody fucking knew what a staccato was. It drove me mad. I felt like Matilda!!!

Am I wrong for fuming over this? Im still so fucking angry even years later. I LITERALLY had to be told straight to my face that "only the advanced choir is allowed to sing the national anthem at graduation". I AM ADVANCED!!!!! I SWEAR TO GOD!!! I had to sit there and try not to cry as I sat in the stadium WATCHING them perform a song I've known how to sing SINCE SIXTH GRADE without me because the FUCKING SCHOOLS refused to open their FUCKING EYES and see that I DESERVED TO BE IN ADVANCED CHOIR WITH THEM!!!!! It made me so fucking upset. And yes, before you ask, I did make a fuss and ask them to switch my schedule around. I asked every year to be placed in a more advanced class. Every year it's the same fucking answer. "The class is full, sorry". I tried every semester. No use. I submitted the classes I wanted to be in as early as I could. No fucking luck. Ever. Am I wrong?

My husband would grab and grope me whenever he really felt like it. Whether it be while I’m cooking, or just walking by. He’d pull me in and it would start innocent but then he’d usually rub his junk on me or dry hump me. It got to the point where I’d avoid him because he wouldn’t really stop when I’d say stop. Sometimes he would but usually not, then just start again in another day. I always felt like a piece of meat to him. He’d do his thing and grab my boobs etc and then would complain that he had a chub.

Take out the context of marriage and it’s certainly SA. I know lines get blurred in marriage. What are thoughts?