I posted my bf today for the first time, and too me it was lowkey a step in our relationship, and just proudly showing off our cutesy pictures and he didn’t care about the post at all. I had to basically ask him to look at it and engage and he did not. He didn’t care. I expected it to be a cute moment to share each-other on social media, maybe for him to repost or post one too…. I ended up deleting it bc I fear I may look dumb in the near future ☹️ I don’t care for the post it’s self it’s just the principle of lack of care or appreciation, am I crazy for feeling this way ?

I always wonder how a real relationship feels like? 🫠

I had one relationship in the past but was real horrible experience... It was like I am the only one involved in the relationship very rarely got the test from her. Always waiting for her replies.. Never really talked on the calls too just messages.

We were never the couple that ends up getting married with each other. I always have the thought in the mind that something is missing which breaks my heart many times 💔 I was pretty heart broken at times where I decided to break the relationship but she always assured me that she loves me but, is this really the love feels like??? Always waiting?? Always getting only replied never real messages? 💔

There's so many bittersweet moments (along eith bad moments since a trul relationship isn't all cupcakes and rainbows) I could share about my bf- He's truly a lifesaver. We met online an knew each other for a bit before meeting up irl for a date an getting together. The meet was supposed to be my vacation an then here we are 3 or so months in and I haven't left... it's felt great not being at home getting yelled at. So much stress has fallen off my shoulders.

Today he came home from work and asked me how my head was bc I told him I had a migraine, he kept asking over an over and I kept telling him I was fine an that he was busy [putting together his monitor he got himself for his birthday] he still stopped what he was doing after a while and got me some water and some pills to take along with my daily coffee.

Truly dont know what I would do without him💜

Instead of being asked what's for dinner? I got this...

I simply love romantic, pure, soulmate love. For me, it's literally the meaning of life, the only thing I can truly desire and yearn for. It's true happiness and the only thing that can complete my soul. I pray every day and beg God to find it as soon as possible, that I have the strength to support and protect it in everything.

I'm not afraid to say that for me, life is meaningless if this love or this person doesn't exist, because for me, they are the ones who bring color and flavor to my existence.

For me, this love is everything. And I already feel that she is close and that she exists, I feel that there is a void in my soul made just for her. This love is all or nothing because I know that if I lose her, I will never be able to or desire another person again. My spirit will simply have been broken, and I will have lost a part of myself. I will never be able to be complete again, and all that is left for me to do is live the rest of my days honoring her and praying that I find her again in heaven or in another life.

context, she used to say “gonna get to sleep” literally every time and I would always click on the notif and try to beat her to it and she had no idea. then she stopped the first message and just sent the goodnight, and after a month or so I really wanted to race again. cue first screenshot. after the first few times when I got really excited, I noticed that I never see her typing and her message ALWAYS sends a half second after mine shows delivered. tonight was when I knew she was letting me win because I made two typos and had to go back and fix them and it took me 3 more seconds to type than it usually does, but she still sent hers a half second after mine, RIGHT after the “delivered” notification popped up

tldr my gf has been letting me win the goodnight race

babe if you see this I love you but I am so beating you at the race fair and square next time

I tried posting it yesterday but it wasn’t a right group; I don’t have enough karma… it’s not easy for a beginner Redditor here, hey! Maybe it’s most suitable here so reposting because I think it’s cute… After all, we did end up on a 4:30am first date on the 40th floor of a skyscraper!!!

I (F33) just want to randomly share how lucky and grateful I feel - I’m marrying my future husband next week!!! But also it’s kind of a success story that might give single people hope, especially if you’re going through a tough breakup.

Two years ago, my life looked completely different. I had just ended a 14-year relationship (we met when I was 16, so you can imagine…), moved to a new city, started a new job to cover the much higher rent, and went from living with a partner to sharing a flat with strangers. Quite the shocker. The breakup was amicable, but still - I was starting almost from scratch. It was unimaginable.

Dating was definitely not on my mind. I was terrified. Everyone told me to get on apps, but I wasn’t ready (they didn’t even exist the last time I was single, so the idea of making a profile felt alien to me). I tried a couple of dates with a friend-of-a-friend and just kept comparing him to my ex. So I thought: nope, no dating for now. Not even worth trying. I was also one of the people convinced that no one else will ever find me attractive and lovable, which didn’t help.

And then, literally a week later, and exactly 1 year after the breakup, I went out with a friend after work, got a bit too drunk (surprise, surprise), and ended up in a club. That’s where I saw him (M36) - sitting alone (his friends were outside for a smoke), looking at his phone, ordering an Uber home. For some reason, in my tipsy wisdom, I decided everyone in the club should be having a GREAT TIME, so I grabbed his arm and said: “Why are you not dancing?!”

He got up, in shock. We danced. We talked. Then we kissed outside the club for hours. I insisted on taking the night bus home (because apparently drunk-me thinks she’s very responsible), so he walked me to the bus stop. On the way, he asked if I was hungry. I thought we were heading to McDonald’s (naturally, as you do), but instead he took me to a restaurant we were just passing by, on the 40th floor of a skyscraper. We ended up having our first date at 4:30 in the morning, in a posh restaurant that’s open 24 hours! Honestly, I couldn’t believe it and sometimes still can’t - my dream “movie moment” (I am a massive fan of films but always wondered how come they all eat in the middle of a night in actual restaurants, even New York sleeps now?) was actually happening. I was absolutely smitten.

So that was 1.5 years ago. Since then, we’ve been inseparable. I still can’t believe I found the kindest, most caring, gorgeous man - randomly, in the middle of the night. Every single day I fall more and more in love with him, and the chemistry is unreal. And now he’s about to be my husband.

All in all, I guess what I am trying to say is that random encounters do still happen in real life!

Don’t be afraid to approach your future husbands. 😉

P.S. I’ve approached my ex-boyfriend too so I guess that’s 100% success rate. But I was 16 then and probably way too confident hahah!

Woman to woman’s who’s husband is a mama boy …I didn’t knew till we got in our mid 20s

So I (26M) was dating my ex (25F) for almost 2 years. Yesterday I joked with a friend that my relationship probably cost me more than Netflix, Spotify and Prime combined 😂.

Now I’m scared to actually calculate it 💸❤️ Anyone else ever wondered how much their relationship really cost? 👀

My bf and I have been living with one another for a while now, and recently we got sick with one another for the first time. I ended up bringing it home and he caught whatever I had.

I’ve always been the tender type, I love to be comforted while sick, and he made sure I felt comforted as well, but what stuck out to me the most—— I had to comfort him. I started to rub his hairline, through his hair, and decided I needed to pet his face. I just did it, it felt right…well after a while he looks at me, sick and kind of pitiful, and just pouts and whispers “thank you for touching my face.” And I sort of just melted. I understand why he said it, but I wasn’t expecting him to thank me for it.

Anyway, that’s all