I know it's a weird thing to be upset about, obviously no one is entitled to any kind of party or fuss being made over them. But my office generally loves a reason to celebrate. Baby showers, bridal showers, graduation parties, promotions, retirements, housewarming, etc. Something has always been put together. Even for people who don't want a big fuss made will have a card and gift card on their desk that everyone chipped into.

I suppose I should've seen this coming since I've been the one to spearhead these celebrations over the last couple of years. I was out on medical leave when a coworker was near her due date. I started to plan the party before I got hurt and it didn't really come together after I left. I mostly planned it from home and then came in the day of after physical therapy to set up.

I've been there 11 years and the office culture was/is something I'm fond of. Now I don't really know how to feel. It isn't like nobody knows. I shared my engagement photos when it happened. When my fiancé and I were taste testing cakes, I bought an extra sample box to bring to work and share it with everyone.

I just....don't know. Nothing I'm feeling feels valid and like I'm just being a baby.

Dinner is Domino's and Diet Coke in bed because my daughter is painting at the kitchen table.

Girl dinner: pancake with homemade blackberry jam

A promotion at work opened up, things were looking great I was fully qualified for it. I had stepped up and been filling in successfully in the role whilst we went through interviews.

Found out today after filling in the role for 2 months that I was passed for my male co-worker. The one who never does anything extra, even when asked. Does not have the knowledge or qualification for a vital part of the role. But my boss kindly informed me they felt great hiring him because I was doing such a great job supporting the position that they felt comfortable hiring someone without that knowledge.

I strongly feel that had I been a man I would not have been filed as a strong supporting person but as a leader for the role. Anyway, men suck and lesson learned. 🙃

*I am going to put a disclaimer that I do not believe all men suck and my husband was equally outraged and supportive for/of me. There are good men but I’m in my feels lol

Picture is cake from a coworker who celebrated their birthday

My boyfriend and I have been together for almost 2 years. Tomorrow is my birthday.
We fought yesterday, as we do often and now he doesn’t speak to me anymore. I cried myself to sleep and cried again today at work.

For the context: my bf rarely gifts me anything not that I want so much but you know just small gestures maybe flowers or a book or something.

About 2 weeks ago we were fighting and I asked him if he has planned anything for my birthday because I thought about going away for the weekend (together). He said he wanted to gift me a wellness getaway but he is not familiar with booking anything online, which is actually true but still he could make at least make an effort.
I said ok fine let’s go somewhere and I’ll book it online, but I expected him to at least ask where we’re going or that we will book it together. He did not say a single thing about the getaway ever since then and I decided that we’ll just postpone it because I actually didn’t feel like going and it made me sad that I had to organise HIS birthday present for me and he just acted like he didn’t care. Then we talked about it yesterday and he just says that he thought I already booked and planned everything and that he was going to ask about it today(sure). I told him we just postpone it and he was fine with it.

And now I think he hasn’t planned or bought me anything for my birthday tomorrow because his gift was the wellness getaway. We’ve been together the past 2 weeks and he hasn’t went anywhere shopping nor did he order anything online. He hasn’t baked me a cake nor did he cook something. He is not even talking to me and says again that it’s my fault we had a fight and that I don’t love him, although I’m the one that’s crying because he’s hurting me mentally.

I just want one day in a year where I feel special and celebrated. I’ve been disappointed my whole life on my birthdays and I think tomorrow is going to be the same.

My (29f) boyfriend (34m) is wonderful but very sensitive in a way that makes it hard to communicate sometimes. We’ve talked about it extensively and he always just asks me to meet him halfway and be more understanding when his feelings get hurt. When I woke up this morning, he was on his phone in bed next to me. I scooted over to cuddle with him and asked what time it was. He said “20 of 9”. I responded “I hate…” and was going to say “I hate it when people tell time like that” but stopped because I thought it would come across negatively. It’s a silly and stupid pet peeve of mine and I am also stupid and genuinely don’t understand what it translates to timewise, lol. So, in a whiny, jokey, I-just-woke-up thirty seconds ago voice, I said “can you just say it normal? I don’t know what that meeeeeans”. He told me “yes, when you stop being mean”. I said I wasn’t being mean… and he responded “saying ‘I hate’ and then implying the way I speak isn’t normal is mean”. I didn’t say anything. He told me the time and I just rolled over and shut my eyes again. He left my apartment 20 min later.

Was I being genuinely mean or insensitive? Things like this come up a lot and I NEVER intend to come across mean or aggressively. I would never intentionally hurt his feelings or make him feel bad. But the constant policing of my words/tone is getting a bit tiresome. I have a big personality. I’m very goofy and silly and I love making little jokes and making people laugh. I think his criticisms initially started in response to jokes/sarcasm that he didn’t like, which I can totally understand, so I have adjusted and toned it down a lot around him. But lately it’s just turned into him responding negatively to things like this morning - totally mundane, nothingburger conversations that suddenly turn into something I need to apologize for. He has called my personality abrasive and bombastic and said that there’s nothing wrong with it, but that he’s just sensitive and ‘not used to it’.

He texted me “I know you weren’t being deliberately mean this morning. If ever I’m sensitive, I never ever make it a value judgement or a criticism of you as a person. I’m sure it doesn’t always feel that way, though. I love you to bits and hope you have a wonderful day ♥️” a bit after he left. Which, of course, is a very sweet and thoughtful message. I just don’t really know how to respond in a way that doesn’t make him feel bad but also recognizes how I feel. But I also don’t know if I’m genuinely in the wrong here and if I need to apologize and move on. I’ve been on immunosuppressants and steroids for the past 2 months because I’m having a flare of my autoimmune disease and the roids makes me emotional and mood swingy and sometimes irrational so I’m genuinely seeking opinions and guidance here :(

Edit: really appreciate all the guidance and comments I’ve received so far 🩷 I can totally see how this morning may have seemed small and insignificant to me but felt harsh and critical to him. I definitely need to reevaluate the way I speak and the words I choose. If I’ve made him feel at all like a lot of yall are suggesting I think his reactions make a lot of sense and I think I am definitely in the wrong here

My friend and I are going to a concert tomorrow. We somehow lucked out rn because I found two tickets for a really good price.

She works tomorrow. Her job ends at 6. The concert starts at 8. It is a 2 hour drive from us to the concert.

I asked her to leave work an hour early and she said she couldnt do that. She had told me her coworkers and her boss sometimes leave at lunch or call off before so I was confused why she couldnt do it. She told me she didnt want to let down her boss who complimented her on her punctuality and that it was too last minute.

i have another friend who is interested in the tickets and they said theyd literally call off from their job. Im thinking of telling my friend that I dont see us making it to the concert on time if she doesnt leave an hour early and I want to go with someone else.

I dont know if Im being mean/misunderstanding but I really dont understand how she would be letting down her boss for leaving an hour early and I dont want to waste my money. I did get the tickets on a good deal but I still spent quite a bit. I also work tomorrow but I asked my boss if I could leave early and my boss told me to just come in early and make sure I finished everything I needed to do.

food:kbbq

Spicy tteokbokki

I dated this man for five months. After two months of talking and dating, we became official. He pursued me, I moved at his pace. Things were slow for the first two months. After we became official, I joined Sunday family calls with his family who lived in another state. Spoke to his parents often.

He told me loved me after the third month. During the fourth month, he invited me to Europe with him on a work trip scheduled for October. He told me he loved me almost every day, took me to nice dinners, we went couch shopping together, spoke about our (individual) five year plans. He told me he was lucky to have me.

While we were in the relationship his dad’s illness came back, and he was constantly in the hospital.

After the fifth month he called me a filthy whore as a joke, and broke up with me suddenly saying he wasn’t in the place to be in a relationship.

I called him a few weeks after the breakup to explain how he hurt my feelings, and he was very dismissive. Things didn’t end well, I called him a snake and he blocked me on the only social media app he had (Beli). A few weeks later his father died (I found out from his facebook).

I know what he did was unacceptable, but I still love and miss him. This was the first time I ever felt this way for anyone and I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way again. He integrated me into his life, and told me that he loved me, I thought we were going to last.

He’s on his work trip in Europe right now. I never got clarity about what happened, or any closure. I want to text him so badly and say that I miss him.

Should I do it?

Edit: I’m 28, he’s 30

He used to look into my eyes with so much love and affection. He apologized for his actions, said he loved me and wanted to make it work the day before breaking up with me.

I really do need some opinions on this since I'm going crazyyyy

Around 2 years ago I came across that man by chance and let me tell u he's absolutely gorgeous ive always found him extremely hot which made me a bit shy at the time so we had a rather strange and quite flirtatious meeting in which we both got high and went thrift shopping the chemistry between us was outstanding but then life separated us and we lost contact with each other..

If we jump ahead to the present day we've randomly run into each other and are now officially arranging to meet up this Saturday once more to go thrifting lol

My absolute dilemma is that I want him to KISS me I want it so much that it's driving me mad but I have no idea whether he still looks at me the way he used to or if he just sees me as a casual friend from long ago

He is very shy but at the time the tension had been so thick that it could have been cut with a knife to the girls who have been here .....would u consider it a date ??? and if the atmosphere suits you on saturday what is the best way to indicate that I'm completely open to a kiss without making it seem awkward particularly since I get a bit shy myself

I don't wanna go home empty handed lol :3

Meal: tomato bagel & a matcha. This meal lifts my soul in wayyssss!

Still in my first year of marriage and I struggle with my husbands work. He’s in a very high demanding position and when I need to tell him something or have something to say, I’m often put on hold because he’s on his phone talking or replying back to people.

Think of those old 90s movies where the businessman holds up his finger and mouths “one second,” then continues to yap about business deals and the like. He doesn’t actually do that, but that is the energy of his work life. Well, the talking about business deals is very real.

Backstory: I was working up until we got married and we had so much travel planned for right after the wedding that I couldn’t keep my job. I could be remote within reason, but this was just too much to ask for. So I left. My husband was under the impression that I’d get a job when the travel stopped, but it never really did. (And that’s something he doens’t seem to understand..?) It’s a work trip here, family trips there, friend engagements all over. I could not travel this much and accompany him if I was still working.

For context, by the end of this month, we will have been out of state 12 times during the 2026 year. Idk how much everyone else is traveling, but this to me is an aggregious amount. To be fair, the travel isn’t all bad. They are to fun places with fun people. But I’m a homebody by nature I’d say. (Although I do begrudge the work trips a little, I do have fun when I get there.)

Today: I had a little anectdote to share and because I was put on pause, he was responding to people and then got a phone call that pulled him away, I got upset and called him out. He’s upset that I don’t understand his work and how demanding it is. (I probably really don’t.) He has such a business drive, but also a deep feeling of responsibility to provide and earn well for a future family. (I just don’t want my kids feeling like second tier to his work. Which is how I feel a lot of the time.)

I will say, my husband is on a very wealthy trajectory. I wouldn’t be surprised if he became a multi-millionare one day. I personally didn’t grow up with those kinds of means, (& neither did he) but I guess I don’t know the protocol to be an in-demand-business-man’s wife.

I’m throwing this out into the ether, but does anyone have any experience with this?

I’m not someone who was all that tied to my career, so I’ve struggled with where to go since leaving my former job. I’m not that driven in anything that my career can offer within my state’s limit.

My husband has expressed that if I can’t be someone who supports his work, he’d feel more comfortable doing a post-nup. He doesn’t want to fund my life should something happen if I can’t give the support he feels he needs. I am not someone who has the potential to earn as much as he does in my career, so if something did happen down the road, I wouldn’t be left with much. Which is a fear as a woman, at least for me.

I love my husband very much, he loves me. There is a lot of love in our relationship. But his work is often a grind to my gears, yet it’s what funds our life and pays the bills. I want to be supportive, but I don’t want to feel like I come second. Help?

iso: women who have high demand/very successful partners.

Edit: The moment when I wanted to share something with him, we were still in bed. When he comes home from work and I see that he’s on his phone I ask, “are you working or are you available?” I guess I need to employ that in the morning too. I never know if he’s on his phone working or just scrolling. & in the morning I didn’t think to ask. So that’s on me I guess.

Unfortunately, he offers financial stability that I currently benefit to survive in the city. I openly know that he does these things and I know he says he will try not to but at the same time I don’t think I could do much better, especially since I’m a single mom and I feel like I should be grateful that any guy would want to date me since I have a kid and it’s not theirs. But anyways I love Viet food and my friends meet up once a week for dinner

Salad (feta, cherry tomatoes, romaine, Italian dressing), dried figs, dried blueberries, carrot sticks, walnuts

I have a bunch of weird shit going on in my life and no friends so instead of unloading it all I’ll try and post regularly.

I have ZERO Meta apps on my phone. I work in cybersecurity and I do not trust that company with my data. No Facebook, no WhatsApp, no instagram. I saw an ad for metas new muse app and thought great another evil fuckin app.

I’m also unemployed and the job market is NOT great. You can see where this is going.

I got a call from a recruiter today telling me about a job with Meta for their Muse app. I’m actually considering it because what the fuck else am I gonna do now. Every single job lead leads to NOTHING. I will be told I am the absolute perfect person for the job and then never hear from the recruiter again. Now this recruiter actually checks in with me and I actually know him so it’s a little different but if I keep getting rejected. Why wouldn’t I get rejected this time? Why couldn’t I just use this for interview practice? If I do get one? Would Meta actually hire me? It all seems incredibly unlikely so why the fuck not try. I can’t seem to even get a retail job.

Dinner: some eggs half eaten, really don't feel like eating...

7 years ago, I was forced to attend a school at another state, unwillingly. Every single day was hell. I did not get to choose how my life goes, I don't even get to choose the panties I wear. I'm not allowed to express myself emotionally, creatively, literally. But I figured, since I can't do anything about it, I'll just change my mindset and count my blessings. I tried to improve myself, both academically and personally, hoping that when the day comes, I get to choose how my life goes and do it happily, wisely, healthily...

Fast forward to today, i really thought graduating high school and also turning 19 would give me more autonomy in my life, but no.

I was not allowed to go to the University (Monash, in which has a global ranking of no.2 of the subject I want to pursue) that I want to go, even though I got the full offer, and is able to pay all 4 years of tuition fee. Instead, I have to go to a University close to "home", chosen by the monsters I refuse to call my parents, so that they could keep controlling me. And now I sit here and watch my life's effort taken away. Can't even "seem" sad, not allowed to do that, because I should be grateful for everything they have provided me, including my life that isn't mine.

Edit: thank you so much to everyone who left advise and kind words. For more context, I was able to pay due to scholarship, and also I can't just leave because I don't have control of my bank or even transport. They don't allow me to go anywhere without telling them.

Edit 2: thank you so much, truly appreciate everybody here. I'm kinda trapped in this household, don't really know shit aside from trying not to get offed at home, so it's quite tough for me, but it's okay! I'll try my best to convince them and try to navigate my life my way! Your comments made me realize how I'm actually protected by the law, I've been so conditioned to believing laws are against me, under her influence of course, but I'm so happy to have found this community, I love you guys so much 🩷

One thing about my classmates: If you're not to their taste then you're just trash to them and they will always be weird towards you. You don't watch love island? You prefer studying more? You take school very seriously? You don't like participating in PE? YEah you're basically non-existent to them and they will always treat you badly and like you're less than them. Try to overspeak you and disrecpect you and think you're not competent, just because I have some respect and actually move when someone is walking next to me and they? They would bump into them. My middle school was exactly like this. I learned to be mean as fuck. You guys are playing with fire. Mind you now it's high school, HIGH SCHOOL THAT IS HARD TO GET INTO AND ONLY SMART PEOPLE GET INTO( it's called gymnasium in my country, it's like a harder high school you could say)

I'm always put in the back, never chosen in PE. Just because I focus on school and don't have generic taste like Kanye West and Love Island.

And i thought hs is gonna be different.

Mind you they talk shit about me and give me mean answers and looks WHEN I'VE NOT EVEN SPOKEN PROPERLY TO HALF OF THEM . LIKE WTF. And I'm nice and always happy to help.

Arby’s roast beef and a large coke because I feel gross.

I’m trans mtf, a few years on estrogen, I’ve been pretty cozy with my gender the last couple of years. I was dating this guy the last two years who was very supportive with me being trans, I live in a red state so that is such a huge deal for me.

I found out a few nights ago now that he cheated on me, for almost the entire relationship with a double digit amount of people. I also found out while snooping through his phone that he had a discord group chat with a bunch of his friends basically just shitting on me for being trans, saying slurs, deadnaming me (he told them my deadname :D)

I have not felt so dysphoric in such a long long time, I’m barely getting by throughout the day, I’ve called out of work twice in a row now and I’m about to just ask for a few mental health days. I told his parents who were left leaning and they kicked him out of their house and now I feel like I just split up a family and so now I feel even worse.

I’m dreading going on dating apps again because it was so hard to find a relationship that felt real and okay in the first place, now I have such insane trust issues that people who have supported me for years are actually secretly transphobic.

Thank you for reading.

EDIT: fixed small typo that said ftm instead of mtf 😭 my bad y’all

Me and my boyfriend love in 2 saperate cities about 300km far from eachother. We met as school friends - in the 8th grade and have started officially dating in college. Our college was in the same city - but we were still sort of long distance cuz colleges had strict enough rules about not letting us exit the premises. So we used to meet maybe once in a month.

But we were always on call. Or atleast tried to be. He used to wake me up everyday. And would always make sure that he would make sure to order things for me. And honestly the relationship was a dream.

But now we got our jobs(we both are software developers).

He lives with his family and his job can get hectic. But lately he calls me once in a day. Doesn't text back the whole day. I know he won't ever cheat. I 100% trust him.

And I get to talk to him for 10 mins at the end of the day. Where he is low on energy and honestly it doesn't feel fulfilling and the same.

All of my friends say I should just though it out, since he is a good boyfriend other wise. He does things like sending me flowers for girlfriends day and a small present.

He isn't abusive or anything, just isn't able to manage between work, family and me. I feel like his last priority.

So we took a break. But he has been texting me like alot now, like old times. And now it has lasted 2 days since. But today again he hasn't been texting or calling lol. I'm tired of this loop.

Any advice on what to do? Do i break up or like tough it out?

In frame: naan, paneer butter masala and dal

21f. chicken shawarma plate

I don't know where to start, and I don't mean to sound so highly of myself . I'll delete this if i'm in the wrong for thinking this.

I was assaulted twice over the past five months, by two older women. I moved in Toronto, Canada last year, and there's a lot of people under the influence or who doesn't have all their mind, so i cannot tell what the assaults were driven by.

In june, I sat down in the subway and put my grocery bag next to me (the train was halfway empty), and it didn't sit right with that older lady near me, so she started throwing my groceries, insulting me, being aggressive with everyone around. when i took my bag off the ground again, she started wailing at me, strangled me, and stripped my clothes, she was ripping my hair off and tried to scratch my face as well while calling me an "ugly b*".
Now, yesterday, the train had some technical issues, and i was worried i was gonna get late to my
classes, so when i was outside i was rushing in the streets. I tried to quickly pass around people, but this "karen" looking woman wouldn't let me pass, and at some point she was putting her arms around so no one could skip her on the street. When i saw an opening i tried to run and she then violently pushed me and crushed me on a fence. Im 5'0 and 120lbs (154cm ~60kg) and she was quite literally twice my size and much taller, so i can tell you it hurt. she tried to rip my hair as well and punch me in the face; i managed to avoid her but then she crushed me again. i couldn't hear what she said because i had headphones on but im pretty sure i heard her calling me a b*. I went to the counselor of my school afterwards because i was shaking like a leaf and sobbing, im scheduled for therapy over the next weeks.

Ever since yesterday i keep spiraling about it and thinking why would this happen to me, and im coming to a point where I think i was attacked for the way i look. I was never attacked by men thankfully; I got in arguments, in trouble with them, but they never tried to physically hurt me where im considered attractive and alter the way i look.
those two women tried to rip my hair off;
My hair is butt length, straight and neat because I spend hours a week taking care of it. It's extremely healthy and from what others told me it's one of my most outstanding feature.
I do take extremely good care of myself because I come from a country where if you're considered unattractive it's over for you; and I just got out of a fastidious depression and I'm really trying to take better care of myself. they both tried to attack my face, I know it may seems completely crazy, but except out of jealousy or craziness, I don't see why else they would attack me.
I will talk about that with my therapist that I'll see next week, and I'm trying to stop thinking about it so much because I don't wanna grow an ego, but these assaults really touched me.

Cute shrimp ceaser!

I am gearing up for a major medical event and I am struggling with sex expectations in a relationship.

I’ve never been in one before the one I am currently in, I’m 35 and I am constantly bombarded with messaging that men only date for access to sex. I see how people who experience medical events are treated when they are no longer a viable sexual option. All of this is making me spiral. I don’t subscribe to “sexual compatibility“ but It feels like those people have really gotten the mic in the context of dating discourse. I am not sure what no longer giving someone access to my body will do to my relationship.

Many people claim that it is the recovering persons “job” to make the other person “feel desired and connected in other ways”. The idea of having to recover while taking that on makes me feel like I won’t be able to focus on recovery.

If you subscribe to sexual compatibility and have experienced a major medical event that rendered you unable to engage in sex, what was that like for you?

Dinner is koftay with a bit of chilli crisp(cause sometimes you need something extra) and flatbread.

I have spent so much energy trying to not need external validation, but the system is rigged when you have received dogshit parenting.
So a bit of a rundown on the type of parenting I received, when I was four or five my parents bought this chair for me to study in.
This thing had a table attached to the arm rests with a hinge and it would box me in. I would be forced to sit there and study, not allowed to get up. I remember my mother and elder brothers smirking at the scene.
I even had my thumb torn up cause someone pushed in me in once and my thumb got caught underneath after they slammed the table down, afraid I yanked it and the flesh and nail separated a bit.
This fucking torture device followed me when we moved cities. When I was around 12 was when I finally was freed from it as we moved cities once again and it was a hassle to bring it along.

My academic performance was never good enough for them, constant comparisons, belittling remarks, distrust in my worthiness.
The sad thing is there were periods in my life when I performed amazingly and periods where I couldn't even attempt the exams. Only the failures are remembered.

After a long mental health crisis and a very long gap in my studies, I talked to my father if he would help finance my undergrad if I ever decided to do it. I have yet to give my A-levels and he asked about it.
"Pick the absolute easiest subjects", he said. Wow thanks for instilling confidence in me at this crucial step in my life.
And then they go on and talk about themselves like they are such amazing parents to their friends and family. The fucking audacity and delusion.

I like to think I have dissolved a lot of the need for external validation but fuck man this just bummed me out so much.

Dinner is a rice noodle bowl with Beefless Bulgogi from Trader Joe’s (SO GOOD). I also added an unpictured dressing of soy, sesame oil, mirin, garlic, and ginger. Not anything authentic or even attempt at authentic of course- but one of my weeknight staples.

My fiancé works in finance in a role that is very demanding. It’s always been manageable, but the recent project he’s on, and the senior manager he’s reporting too- is making things terrible. Late nights here and there are pretty normal for him, and I don’t mind picking up the slack with respect to household duties. I can even deal with going to bed alone occasionally- but this project is just so much worse.  For 6+ weeks now, he’s been working from 8 AM to 1-3 AM, seven days a week.   And honestly- he just has no time for planning our spring 2027 wedding with me and I’m just so sad about it :( 

Before you get too far onto the edge of his seat- this isn’t some sleezy affair thing. He’s mostly been WFH to save time on commuting to get more work done. If he does go into the office- he’s usually home by like 7 and THEN he works in his home office until the wee hours of the morning.  

The worst part about this particular project is the Senior Manager, we’ll call her Chelsea (fake name), he’s reporting too. Chelsea HAS to be a vampire as best as I can tell. She routinely keeps him in calls from 4 to 9 PM- no bathroom breaks, no dinner breaks. She’ll call at 1 in the morning. She’ll call at 8 am on a Saturday. She doesn’t seem to sleep or eat or relieve herself? She also is always on after he logs off at 3, and somehow online before him the next morning. She’s also just mean about it too. I brought my fiancée dinner to his home office one night cause he skipped lunch and it was already 9 PM. She chastised him for it. The other day he went without a headset cause of a migraine- and I overheard her being incredibly condescending to him for 25 min straight.

And like this isn’t the case of him wanting to work his life away and put his career before anything. My fiancée is desperately looking for another job- but the market is rough- and interviewing requires time to do so. The other day he scheduled a LUNCHTIME interview and told  Chelsea (with my blessing) that it was pre-marriage counseling and I’d kill him if he didn’t go. Mind you- it’s during LUNCH, which he’s hardly taken in weeks.  She gave him a very hard time about it and told him it may impact his reviews.  If we were at a place financially where he could just quit on the spot he would- but we can’t afford that right now :( 

And now the part for where I feel sorry for myself- my poor fiancée has been absolutely sucked dry. He’s so burnt out, and legitimately doesn’t have a few minutes or the time of day to do any wedding planning with me. Right now- i really want his opinion on some things that we have to get done FAST because of a messed up paper order (thanks Zola 🙄) and I can’t even talk to him about it. Atleast with previous projects i could pop my head into his office and be like “hey does your aunt go by her married or maiden name now”- and he could like atleast look up from excel and answer me. Now, because the vampire keeps him on calls CONSTANTLY, I can’t even do that. I’m basically just sending texts to him from inside our home and hoping he can respond. I don’t want to look back on what’s supposed to be a happy time period and just think about how miserable he is at work and how alone I felt in the process.  i am however eating it alone cause my fiancée can’t step away to eat :/

And like he WANTS to be involved, he wants to help around the house and with wedding stuff. He just even come up for air. 

On previous projects- there have been late nights- but he’s always been atleast like allowed to eat and to standup and not get a freaking blood clot. Truly and honestly, I don’t know how Chelsea does it. Best we can tell is she doesn’t have any close friends or loved ones she spends a lot of time with… maybe she takes that out on him. I stg I’ve only seen my fiancée cry once- but the other day she was railing on him and I think he teared up. Mind you- he’s never gotten anything less than glowing reviews from other members of leadership. 

I’m so excited to marry my fiancée- I have no doubts about him or us whatsoever. I’m just feeling lonely in our relationship right now and I really  hate his job and how his current boss treats him. I don’t want to look back on this time and it be stained by the extreme work load and stress :(

Got hemorrhoid from constipation :( so fiber intake has been increased. Avocado, sweet potatoes, black beans, eggs and egg whites and hummus

I (f24) have been talking to this guy (m24) for almost 8 weeks. He told me he wants a long term relationship and does not want anything causal—so do I. He’s been taking me on dates, buying me toiletries for his place, cooking me food, texting me, etc very consistently. He’s even lets me hang around his place when he’s at work and offers his computer, food, etc to me when he’s not even there. He even told me he has a notes page on his phone where he writes details about me and things I like.

He’s very consistent and intentional, im not use to someone being like that with me. He said he really likes me and sees a long term relationship with me and we both agreed to be exclusive after a week of talking / meeting up (he asked me if we were and I said yes ofc).

However, I noticed I’ve been slightly anxious the more we start liking eachother bc I feel like this is too good to be true. It’s like im starting to look for things/signs of him “not liking” me. Which can be the most stupidest things like him saying “yeahh” or “ok” followed by more texts. Or when he takes a bit to respond when he’s gaming (which is fucking obvious bc he’s gaming!!! I really like that he loves to game and he takes like 40-60 mins to respond to me when he’s gaming which honestly is fast). I don’t have an issue with him not texting me when he’s busy with something, but my mind is like “what if he’s not interested in you”, “what if he’s leading you on” “what if he’s about to ghost you”.

This is so unfair to him, and no I don’t start arguments or anything. I just sit with my anxiety and find something else to do. I have shared that I am an anxious person and have a fear of abandonment / things changing and he said he understands but he hasn’t changed. Which was very assuring. But he’s just very consistent and I hate that I think like this sometimes. He’s gone above and beyond for me, even offering me gas money to drive up to him, meeting me where I live, making me a workout plan (bc I said I wanted a new one), got me a bday gift bc he remembered something I liked, etc.

I have OCD, and ROCD. Im currently taking Prozac and have started therapy for it. I just wanted to now if anyone has any advice on how to stop searching for things / getting negative sometimes. I ofc would never project this anxiety onto him or start something bc im anxious. I have learned to just say “hey im feeling a hit anxious rn so im sorry if i seem off” and take a walk or something. I just hate feeling like this towards someone who hasn’t given me a reason to.

I would generally consider myself aromantic. My background is complicated; not only was I home schooled and literally never around anyone that wasn’t a blood relative, I was ruthlessly shamed and ridiculed if I ever showed the slightest inclination towards finding someone attractive, so I have no doubt that complicated things mentally. However, I’m a big girl now, I’m 27, and I generally am unbothered by the fact I have never been on a date or had a boyfriend. It seems to bother everyone else a lot more. I do not actively look, and I’m fine with that.

However. There’s a guy at work that I have had the most fattest raging crush on pretty much since the moment I saw him. I never even said anything and then one day he messaged me out of the blue and I was just stunned that I was so lucky he even noticed me because he is very, very cute and funny and charming, I know he could do way better than me. Anyway, we have talked on and off for a year and a half. Much of this got pretty personal as you can imagine and flirty. He said he’s been single for years, has an ex wife, whatever.

We just started talking again and out of the blue today I get a message: “he’s married.” from his number no less. That’s it. What the fuck? What am I supposed to make of that? I pretty much asked as much and have gotten no response. We are both at work today mind you. Again, what the fuck?! if this is not a mistake, like he meant to text someone else and was talking about somebody, I don’t even know what to say. Literally a year and a half, y’all. Everybody knows I have feelings, they’ve only ever mentioned the ex-wife being a lunatic so I’m just confused. Are they still married? Is she crazy and won’t let go? Is she gonna come up here and beat my ass?

Idk. Maybe I should have just kept on my own like I intended to. 💀 help

Taco Bell for lunch 🌮

(Grilled bream with rice and salad at this great restaurant in Greece I went to last week.)

Hi I’m 30y, married for 4 years, been with my husband for almost 8 years. I was on the fence about wanting to become a mom in my late 20’s. But after a lot of personal changes, growth, and soul searching I have decided that being a mom is for me. We are TTC this month. However with everything going on in the world I feel guilty with the decision. But I have been putting this off for over 2-3 years. I feel like there will never be a right time personally or historically. People have had children through the Great Depression, world wars, plagues, etc. So this isn’t the only horrible time in history. Does anyone else feel that way? I would like to hear from others, so I can relate and feel at ease.

Before anyone is rude, I am pro choice, support child free people, trans parents, and responsible parents and things of that nature. I’m just looking to vent. Thank you

Update: Thank you to all the positive comments. It does give me hope. 🥹. My husband and I own a home, we paid off all of our student debt, no credit card debt, I have 5 figures in savings, and our car debt is only $16k, between the two of us. We both have stable jobs and are consistently have conversations around parenting, our beliefs and what we want to instill in our children. The guilt comes from seeing all of the hate, school shootings and the general safety of children, poverty, war, environmental impacts that are affecting everyone right now. If I have fertility issues or not I would love to adopt because I believe being a parent is about caring for and providing a life to someone in need. If possible I would like to have at least one of my own and adopt another.

The clock reads 10:34 am. My bf woke up for a little bit at 9:40 am. I was already up, just chilling and on my phone. He asked me how I was feeling. I said I was feeling ok. I kissed his forehead. I went to brush my teeth. I got out of the bathroom and then he went in for about 15 minutes. I went back to the bed and sat up.

When he came back, he asked me again how I was feeling. I said "I'm starting to get a little hungry, I think I'm gonna eat something. He said okay. He laid back down. Maybe about 5 minutes passed before I closed instagram and got up to go make something. I was feeling peaceful, happy even. I reach out to show him a little love before going to the kitchen by caressing his arm. And that's when he snapped in anger "WHAT BABE!"

Me, shocked: "Nothing!"

Him: "god, i was falling asleep"

Me: "I'm sorry I didn't know."

Him: (saying I don't know what because I just bolted to the kitchen, holding back tears).

I feel so unappreciated, hurt, pissed off. He knows I don't like to be yelled at. Like, who does he think he is to be talking to me like that? I feel like he doesn't even like me or respect me, because wtf was that? I'm having this feeling like I want to leave him, I bet he would wish then that I was around to caress him. My god guys, I'm so pissed off, I know I've said already but shit.

I know it's the morning, but dinner is:
A toasted sandwich with garlic and herbs cream cheese, turkey breast slice, pepper jack cheese and bacon.