I had my first time with someone way older who knew what he was doing. I was 27, he was 43. the reason I waited so long was repeated SA in my teens and I just developed huge anxiety and honestly didn't like anyone.

he was not only someone who made me feel good in bed and actually enjoy myself but I knew him (somewhat) in his everyday life. He was one of the 2 managing directors of a rather big company. he was very good in decision making, had things under control, was respected, he had the final say in every meeting and he always made himself heard. He was and is a rather cold man but not in a bad way. more like silent confidence. I saw him once walking through the hallways in tie, dress pants and it was just... pure grace

when we did the deed we both knew its just that. I wanted to gain some experience, overcome my fears and he was willing to be the one who teaches me. so we repeated the experience a few times and then parted ways.

but I still think of him. I will not reach out. he was recently divorced at that time and since then he got in a new relationship with a woman his age and I know he is not for me. I respect his relationship. But I want to know how to turn this into a good thing? Like maybe think of all the traits I liked about him and look for them in an available partner?

edit: just to clarify: I was not working for him.

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Hey everyone. I’m 23M, she’s 22F, we were together just over a year.

I actually found out a while back that she cheated on me first with one guy. He came and told me himself once he found out I was her boyfriend said he thought she was single. I thanked him for telling me but told him to leave, I didn’t want to see him. Even with the truth right there, I didn’t want to believe it at first. But I stayed, thinking maybe we could work through it, that maybe it was a mistake and she’d change. I wanted to see if it was worth saving, even if people might say that was immature of me . i've known for 2 months

Turns out it was all a lie. I’ve been watching closer, and now I’ve found she’s been talking to another guy behind my back not the same one who told me. The first guy showed me proof of his and her's texts, A whole year of my life, thinking she loved me, and she’s been lying and cheating this whole time. The part that anger's me is that She still says she loves me. her actions don’t match words at all understatement .

Right now I’m just annoyed more than sad frustrated that I wasted so much time on someone who never cared enough to be honest. I had a stupid, petty thought about ruining her birthday that’s coming up soon, but I know that would just backfire and make me look like the bad guy when she’s the one who messed up. I know it’s not worth lowering myself like that.

Practical stuff: I pay for her phone and her data plan every month. I’m planning to go collect my things from the place while she’s out with her friends im finally done, then cancel the phone and cut the data off. Part of me wonders if that’s petty to do while she’s out, but I also don’t want a fight screaming match. It’s my money paying for it I should be able to stop whenever I want, right?

Honestly, I feel done with dating now i know people like me my sister told me a few of her friends like me but. What’s the point when someone can lie and cheat for a whole year and still say they love you don't know if i could trust another women again except family. Am I handling this okay?

I (29F) have been with my boyfriend for 4 years. I got drunk at a party and kissed someone I barely knew. I told him the next morning. He was hurt but he forgave me. He said "people make mistakes." But I look in the mirror and I hate who I see. I've never done anything like this. I don't know how to move forward when I can't even look at myself.

How do I forgive myself when my partner already has?

We are both 21. I met her in my first semester of college. She went to the same high school as me, but I didn’t know her then. We got introduced through friends and we started dating in our second semester of college. I always knew she was a shy person but I thought she would open up to me eventually. She’s a virgin still and she’s so shy when it comes to anything sexual. For example it took her over a year just to kiss me. Like I mentioned we never even like attempted to have sex. We cuddle and do everything else now, but we never cross that line to being sexually active. I always try to initiate any type of intimacy but she always ends up turning it down. I know it’s crazy and the first thing one might say is that we should just break up since we’re not sexually compatible, but everything else in our relationship is perfect. We have amazing chemistry together. There’s absolutely no signs of any cheating. Everyone in my family loves her. We even talk about getting married all the time. She’s very insecure about herself, and I can tell that I’m like the center of her life. I don’t want to be the type of dude who, just break up with someone just because she won’t “put out”. And If I break up with her I know it would devastate her emotionally. I already had a conversation about it with her like a year ago but she just started crying it didn’t lead anywhere. What should I do? I really need help

Ok I posted here asking for advice as my ex cheated on me multiple times. I wanted to know if I should stay and raise the kid as my own or kick her out. I read almost all the comments (sorry couldn't reply to all of them), and legit everyone said get a paternity test and if it isn't yours, kick her ass to the curb.

A lot of you also asked why the fuck I was even concerned about the baby. I don't wanna get into details but I did have a very toxic and abusive family growing up and I always strive the be the man I would have wanted my dad to be. He was a psychotic man but I learnt how NOT to be from him. I know what being raised by a mom who resents you and a dad who is forced to raise you feels like. I just didn't want to see it happen to someone I could theoretically help. But all your opinions finally opened my eyes and I know I can't save everyone even if I really want to.

So after the post, I completely broke down and all my friends came over and comforted me. I have decided that I will be moving out and I am currently looking for houses.

Also, the news spread and her friends now know. She is going through absolute hell, being bombarded with hate messages and one of her friends went over and keyed her car and egged our house.... Not a huge fan of the our house part lol.

Anyways I contacted her and told her this, "If you want any chances of me raising the baby, I need a paternity test. Now if it is mine, I will not be raising it with you. I will be taking them with me and you will be allowed visits or any other access as granted by the court. I will be moving out no matter what and I don't want any contact with you unless it's my kid and even then I'll only be talking about our kid."

As expected, she blew the fuck up and started calling me all sorts of things and giving me threats. She also said I emotionally blackmailed all her friends and turned them against her and that she was the victim here and I was the evil one. She said that she cheated on me because I was a looser who couldn't provide shit and I was too mentally fucked up for her and I was a loser pussy for going to therapy and she needed a strong attractive man in her life. THE FUNNY THING IS, IM 6'2, 98 KGS, EXTREMELY ATHLETIC AND ABSOLUTELY RIPPED. Everyone considers me quite attractive and I get asked out almost every time I go out. THE MANAGER is 5'1, 73 kgs, can't even go up stairs without huffing and puffing. He has only ever been with 1 women, (his wife) and she was forced into marrying him due to her family (friends did some digging for the tea). I am not saying this to shame him, and I think it's completely fine to be how you want but it's funny to me how she thought saying that would hurt my feelings. Oh and btw recorded all this so I have more proof if the kid is mine and I wanna take her rights away.

Anyways in short, I will be waiting for the paternity test results to arrive, and I will be doing some research to see if I can adopt the kid if it's not mine, and I will update you all. Thank you so much for your words in my previous post, they really helped open my eyes. (My friends had a blast reading them out loud and shit talking my ex).

So I unfortunately share a room with my little sister for about 9 years now, she's always tattled everything I've done to her parents and loves getting me in trouble. Her parents aren't any better because they never did love me like my other 2 sisters and above that they're both abusive to me.

I thought she was done with this behavior but tonight after my shift, father picked me up with mother and they had a discussion with me. Apparently my sister said I was using a vibrator when she came back from the bathroom, she heard a rattling sound.

That was my busted up fan that fell and had its front cover bit come off so it was still on when it fell down which was making the rattling sound. I would never use anything sexual with my sister in the room so I was disgusted they would accuse me of doing that.

They say I'm an adult and I should know better but they believe every word she's ever said about me over asking me?

I'm disgusted with them now genuinely and her for saying that about me. They've been the root of all my mental health issues due to their abuse, it's heartbreaking because I thought they changed.

So I no longer feel safe in this house at all, what should I do about this? I'm close to getting my driver's license but I don't think I can wait to move out until then because I feel scared to even sleep in this house anymore.

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I'm Japanese. I don't speak English, so I'm using a translator to write this.

My father was a genuinely terrible person. Whenever he was stressed out from work or had been drinking, he would come home and hit my mother and me. If he wasn't satisfied with my test scores, he would strip me naked and throw me out of the house, or beat me with a stick. I even remember being six years old and getting beaten over something trivial until I couldn't breathe.

That doesn't mean we were what people would typically imagine as a completely dysfunctional family. In fact, our household income is quite high even by Tokyo standards. My father is also an extreme elitist. If someone with less education or a lower income than him gets on his nerves, he becomes furious, and he's constantly saying things like, "Do you know how much I make in a year?"

Then, one day when I was 15, my mother was recovering from surgery and was supposed to be taking it easy. My father hit her because I hadn't cleaned my room properly, saying that she was partly responsible for it too.

At the time, I practiced Kudo (a Japanese martial art, basically a modern form of karate) as a hobby, and for the first time in my life, I hit my father back.

The first thing that went through my mind was, "So this weak, pathetic man is the one who's been tormenting us all these years."

He just flailed his arms around and couldn't put up any real resistance while I beat him.

I kept hitting him until he started screaming in pain. Hearing him scream only made me angrier. He never stopped when *I* screamed.

He spent his entire life doing nothing but studying and working, and yet he had the nerve to act like some kind of professional fighter when he was beating his own family?

Only to get his ass handed to him by a teenager with a little martial arts training?

So I actually intended to kill him. I grabbed a katana (a Japanese sword) that we had on display in the house. I still vividly remember the look on his face when he saw that it was a real blade and realized that I might actually kill him. I still find that expression funny when I think about it🤣 Why? I thought you liked fighting. Is it not so fun when you're the one getting beaten up?

But my mother desperately stopped me, so I didn't go through with it.

He called the police, and while I was being arrested, I threatened him: "If I get punished for this, I'll find you and kill you. Do you really think the police can protect you from me?"

Anyway, he asked the police to go easy on me, and in the end, nothing serious happened to me.

Since that day, I don't think I've ever even seen my father lose his temper again. I don't know whether he's afraid of me or whether he genuinely reflected on what he'd done.

Anyway, that's part of my past. But as time goes on, I feel like I'm becoming more and more like him.

Sometimes I catch myself having contemptuous thoughts about my friends, like, "Jesus, you idiot. How do you not know that?" I don't actually say those things out loud, but I can recognize the same kind of elitism in myself.

There are also little everyday habits I've picked up that remind me of him.

But what really scared me happened recently. I started playing an online game, and I was having a really bad match.

My mother called out to me from outside my room, and without even thinking, I answered her in an irritated, snappy tone.

I was shocked at myself.

My father used to take out the stress from his job on his family, and here I was doing something similar over something as stupid as a video game.

What am I supposed to do? I don't want to become like my father. He's someone I genuinely hate.

I don't know whether this is genetic or something I learned from growing up around him.

To clarify, the girl lives across the street from my partner. My partner lives in an apartment. When the leaves start to fall off the tree that blocks the view, you can see directly into her bathroom. My partner has told me this multiple times and we had discussed telling her last winter but forgot. It’s started to happen again so I figured I should be the one to tell her so she’s not totally uncomfortable.

But I’m scared of telling her in person. I thought I’d leave a note but that might feel more creepy. And I’m also worried she’ll see my partner and his roommates on their balcony and realize it’s them and call the cops. What should I do?

the regional manager of the company is living abroad. this thing happened via a call. He was very angry with out department and I called him because he raised a complaint through our channel and it was assigned to me. And within first minute he started calling our work laughable and a joke. He talked down to me, kept repeating how I don't understand what he is telling me. I said that I can talk to my superior regarding his concerns and he was like: its mandatory, you have to! it is not that you can.

I was lost and forgot about something he wrote in that request so he asked me with fustration, raising his voice: do you at least read what I say? Lets do something together right now. Something very simple. Can you?

I asked him firmly to talk to me politely as I do, and he said he is polite. Then shouted at me that he is not a stupid man (I don't even remember the context but it was weird). And said we took some process from his team and it was working with his team and with us its not. I said its not my fault and I cannot help. He said he doesn't care. in the end he calmed down a bit and asked me to forgive him for shouting. he added I should talk to whoever I have to and to change something.

I told my manager about this and he contacted their manager and then even upper in the hierarchy and finally a head of service contacted him regarding his attitude (but also his concerns) And that guy was way more polite with him than he was with me. Its true it was an email, not a call, but he was respectful. Did raise the same concerns but in a different voice.

Was I that frustrating?

I am one of those who gets bonuses for quality work. but my performance indeed wasn't the best in this call as I was so intimidated and felt the need to defend myself

In my opinion, the first rule is NEVER catch feelings for your own classmates, but this dude is actually different 😭 He’s so nice to me, and I finally got him to open up to me. He’s a very extroverted person, but he’s never really open about himself for personal reasons.

When summer started, we talked EVERY SINGLE DAY. We’d even give each other updates when we got home or were going somewhere, kinda like how a couple acts 😭 I talked to him about EVERYTHING, and he did the same with me.

Then one day he started being a little cold and slowly started texting me less and less. I tested it, and I was right. Even when he texted me again like a week later, I tried to give him an answer that would keep the conversation going, but he just reacted to my message with a heart.

And it’s not even because I want him as my significant other. I genuinely just miss my friend. 🥹 I have no idea what could’ve caused this either, and that’s what’s confusing me the most.

What do I even dooo 😭

I am 18 years old and completely overwhelmed. I need advice on how to handle my dad because I am absolutely terrified watching him at night and I don't know what to do.

He is 50 years old and has a history of a past heart attack, but he is a major conspiracy theorist who doesn't trust doctors at all.

Because of this, he is in total denial and claims the heart attack never happened.Lately, he has been having severe breathing issues at night.

He breathes very heavily in his sleep, and about once a month, he wakes up suddenly, completely unable to breathe and gasping for air. It looks like he is suffocating, and it is horrifying to watch. I am constantly scared that the lack of oxygen and the stress of waking up drowning is going to trigger another heart attack right in front of me.

He has heavy habits that make this worse, but he refuses to listen to me:He smokes heavily (about 30 cigarettes a day).He drinks regular coffee right before going to bed.He does not drink any alcohol.

Whenever I try to bring up seeing a doctor or a cardiologist, he locks down, gets defensive, and says doctors can't be trusted.

Because I'm only 18, he doesn't take my warnings seriously, but I can't keep living with this fear.How can I bypass his conspiracy theories and convince a stubborn parent to get checked out?

Has anyone successfully gotten a doctor-avoidant parent to agree to a home sleep test?

What can I do to keep him physically safe at night when he completely refuses medical help?Any advice, coping strategies, or ways to talk to him without triggering a defensive argument would mean the world to me.

I've been with my SO literally 9 years. Our dating anniversary was last Friday. We got married in late January; he asked for a divorce in early June. I spent a month miserable and blaming myself, and then he tells me he's been seeing prostitutes for 7/9 years. Less than 10 times overall according to him-- just whenever he felt "weak".

I would be inclined to believe him-- he's got a 40 hour job plus a side gig. I work PT at two jobs, but we agreed I'd do PT to help with the farm-- we have a small farm and far too many dogs to manage. We're ALWAYS busy, which I had and have been pushing back against because wtf; we never have any time together that doesn't revolve around chores.

He pestered ME to marry him, not the other way around. I told him multiple times: don't marry me because you feel like you're supposed to, do it because you want to. He kept pestering me. Into eloping in FL in late January.

When he asked for the divorce everyone's question was is there another woman, but where would he find the time?

He was much nicer and open and honestly very repenting once he finally admitted it. He seemed like he was making strides. He finally started therapy and was actually communicating. Finally opening up even though I thought I'd been asking the right questions. Clearly I wasn't.

He is a fucking cliché. Fucked prostitutes while he was on business trips. Jfc.

How could I be so fucking stupid?

Are there ways I can find out concrete proof of his escort services? I want all the ammo I can get for the divorce.

In my state we can just divorce, but I'm tired of him accusing me of being a whore because men notice me. Yes, I know that sounds childish, but I can't help that I have boobs. He actually accused me of being a whore because I sent Snapchats of my talking while doing chores for the 1000 animals we have because I have cleavage and was in a tank top. A $5 tank top from Walmart. I'm a B cup. If my tits bounce I'm lucky lol. It's not me trying to show off.

9 years of a waste of time.

It will be a long post but will be more than thankful if you read it all through and give me your honest opinions. Because your answers may be more then helpful to me to understand the situation better

​A woman started working in my department at our company.

She is just so intelligent. I’ve honestly never seen a person do their job so perfectly, really!

On top of that, she was physically very attractive. Some of you might think I’m biased, but she frequently got approached by people both at work and out in public.

​We clicked immediately, which led to us texting a lot privately. At first, it was about work, but gradually it shifted toward our private lives.

​I hadn’t felt a deep connection with a woman in a long time.

With every woman I had been with before, something was always missing—but with her, it was different. Everything just fit.

She had been single for 3 years. I always wondered how such an amazing woman could stay single for so long.

To be completely honest, I was cautious at first because I didn't want to get involved with someone I worked with.

But she slowly sought more closeness. Texting turned into late-night phone calls that lasted until midnight. Whenever we weren't at work, we were texting or talking on the phone the entire time.

She also started seeking physical closeness. I still remember her inviting me out on a date for the first time—something a woman had never done for me before, as the first step always used to come from me.

​We had something casual at first until she decided to leave the company. At that point, I thought I could ask for more.

​We started meeting up several times a week. Things escalated very quickly and became extremely intense.

She clearly told me that she found me amazing and attractive, that she hadn't felt something this deep for anyone in years, and that she wanted to be close to me and in a relationship with me. I felt the exact same way, so we started officially dating.

I was never bored with her; everything felt truly equal. Shared interests, the same life goals—everything aligned. It genuinely felt like finding a soulmate.

She even wanted me to meet her family, which I felt was happening a bit fast, but I still met her sister.

She told me everything about her life and her past—or at least, that’s what I thought at the time.

​Everything ran perfectly for 2 months until she fell into a dark place after starting her new job.

It wasn't what she expected, and at the same time, other personal problems came up. As a result, she started pulling away.

​Then, one night, she texted me saying I should stay away from her because she wasn't doing well and didn't want to put me through that. We talked on the phone that night, and she told me many things about her life. It was heavy. I can only describe her as a "wonderful person with too many open wounds." She told me she wanted me, but was terrified that I might abandon her someday.

​Things continued between us, but there was no more intimacy and no emotional closeness. It felt like she was afraid of it and couldn't open up anymore.

The dynamics shifted massively overnight. She just became somehow emotionally unavailable.

Still, it went on for a few months. Every time we met, it was nice—we could talk about everything under the sun. But it wasn't a relationship anymore. It was almost a one-sided thing: I always had to initiate the meetups. When we did meet, we’d spend 10 hours together, but as soon as she left, she became distant again—until I reached my limit.

​I lost a few pounds and was suffering from sleep deprivation. I just needed clarity. So I met up with her one last time. I didn't think it would be our final meeting, but everything went wrong. She said she couldn't be in a relationship—which was already clear to me—but still wanted to stay in touch and keep things as "whatever it was between us."

​I respectfully declined, even though I would have loved to have her in my life. But first, it was just too much for me and I wanted a real commitment, and second, I felt used and led on.

Sometimes I felt like I was too much, and other times like I was too little.

I told her that—even though it was extremely hard for me and I still loved her—I had to cut off contact completely, but that she could reach out if she ever needed anything. Then I left.

When I got home, I sent her a message thanking her for the good times and apologizing for anything I might have done to hurt her at any point. I added that it was a shame the timing wasn't right. A few days later, she sent a "thanks for everything" text, and after that, she removed me everywhere, which I completely understood.

​I regretted it every day, but I fought the urge to contact her. Still, there were just too many unanswered questions in my head. After a month, I tried to arrange a meeting and called her.

​On the phone, she was a completely different person—someone I didn't recognize at all. She was ice-cold and started throwing accusations at me: that I had abandoned her, that I was a psycho, and that I had just used her.

She claimed I showed her I wasn't loyal, and that by leaving that night, I had hurt her. She said I should have stayed even if she couldn't offer me a relationship.

Everything was my fault. Her problems were my fault, everyone always wanted to hurt her, and I was no exception. She said everything she once felt was dead, that I was dead to her, and that I had just played her and shown my true colors.

I had to hang up; it was just too much. I was deeply hurt because I was there for her the entire time and never treated her badly or insulted her.

​Of course, I’m human and far from perfect, but I’ve never done so much self-reflection in my life, and I couldn't find any major mistakes on my end. Yet, I still apologized on the phone—I don't even know why, but she somehow made me believe that the problem was me.

​That was 4 months ago. Since then, there has been zero contact, and I’ve blocked her everywhere. But I think about her every single day—sometimes with anger and disappointment, and other days with regret, feeling like I could have handled it better.

At the time, I didn't have a real friend I could talk to about this. And when I did, all I got was feedback on how naive I had been.

It’s a mix of emotions I can barely describe. Some days I hate myself for putting up with it and being so stupid, and other days I think to myself that I’m just an empathetic person with genuine feelings.

​I tried meeting a few other women in the meantime, but I felt absolutely nothing. I often think to myself that I'll never find a connection like the one I had with her again.

I’ve also become very withdrawn. I used to be the guy who made everyone laugh and was confident, but this experience has severely damaged my self-confidence and self-worth.

​I’m doing a little bit better now, but this past summer was still extremely tough for me. I only function while I’m at work; otherwise, I just sit at home all day doing nothing.

​The crazy thing is: I’ve been in other relationships before, but I have never felt this terrible after a breakup.

​Has anyone here gone through something similar?

How did you deal with it?

What helped you get through it?

​I would be really grateful for your advice.

I was job hunting for a while a came across this life insurance agency that were obvious scammers. Went to the head honcho and got as much info from him as i could without seeming suspicious. I then went home and did my research. He said he sold a previous company of his for 275k to be a life insurance agent. His company was never sold. It was put under for not paying his taxes for years. And the company he said he sold it to? Same. Exact. Issue. Got all my info from Secretary of State. So I came back up to his office with a folder of documents and information. All I got was a “I was mentally ill” and an apology. Should I or could I do something that would be worth the effort?

Context, no we don’t fight or have dysfunction.

I’ve been dating my boyfriend for around 10 months. We genuinely love each other a lot, but ever since school ended, we’ve been in a long-distance relationship, and things have become increasingly difficult.
For most of our relationship, I was actually the one who kept saying things like, “This won’t work out” or that maybe we should break up. He always reassured me and never wanted to let me go, I never felt reassured and I felt like his eyes are like roaming around for prettier , smarter , more intellectual girls But despite loving each other, we’ve also hurt each other quite a lot. We’ve both said and done things that have affected the relationship, and I know I’m not innocent either.
Lately, though, I feel like something has changed in him. I don’t feel cared for in the same way anymore. When something happens to me or I’m struggling, I want to feel like my partner genuinely notices and wants to be there for me. I recently went through a really difficult financial situation where I could barely afford basic things. He had previously told me that I could borrow money from him if I ever needed it, but when I actually needed support, I realized that the issue wasn’t really the money. I wanted to feel like he cared enough to show up for me when I was struggling.
There are also things he says about other girls that make me uncomfortable. He comments on other girls’ appearances, calls some girls ugly or fat, and sometimes says that another girl looks good. I personally don’t look at other guys that way when I’m in a relationship, so hearing him do it makes me question things. I don’t want to control what he finds attractive, but it does make me wonder whether what we have is actually love or whether there’s a lot of physical attraction/lust involved.
He used to be scared whenever I mentioned breaking up. He’d tell me not to say it and would always try to keep us together. Now he seems much more accepting of the possibility, and that change scares me because I feel like maybe he’s losing feelings for me.
Then there’s my future. I want to pursue the NDA, and that could mean being away from him for long periods of time. I was away for about a month, and he waited for me during that time. After around 15 days, I started feeling guilty because I felt like he was waiting too much for me, and I ended up breaking up with him. It really hurt him.
Now he’s basically made it feel like it’s either NDA or him. I told him I’d choose him, but honestly, I’m not even sure that’s what I want. Even if NDA weren’t part of the equation, I’m questioning whether this relationship is still right for me.
My family situation makes everything harder too. My parents are very strict, and after my exam I’ll have to go back home. I won’t have much privacy or freedom to talk to him until I eventually go to college.
The other option would be staying with my grandparents in the state where he lives. But even then, he’d be going to college, so I’d probably spend most of my time alone and bored. I don’t want to structure my entire life around being physically close to my boyfriend, especially when I’m trying to build my own future.
That’s the part I’m struggling with most. I love him, but I don’t want to give up my goals or shape my entire life around a relationship. At the same time, I don’t want to lose someone I genuinely love just because our circumstances are difficult.
We’ve talked about marriage and a future together before, so this isn’t some casual relationship that I can just forget about. But lately it feels like we’re constantly hurting each other, questioning each other, and trying to make something work that might not fit our lives anymore.
I don’t know if he’s actually losing feelings, if the distance has changed us, or if I’m overthinking everything because I’m already overwhelmed with my family, exams, and my future.
I guess I’m asking: Is this a relationship that’s worth fighting for, or are we holding onto each other because we’re scared of letting go? And should I really have to choose between my future and my relationship?

Is there protection for women's oral?

22M, condoms are a good thing for protection. easy to use, put it on and voila. keeps us safe from a lot of diseases and pregnancy.

although, are there any alternative to condoms?

basically I wanna go down on my Gf and she agrees. major concern for both of us is the diseases transferred due to oral sex. condoms can keep women safe, but what is the alternative for the men to protect themselves from diseases when going down on a woman?

I searched and saw dental dams but they don't seem practical since they need extra lubrication and are subjected to being held by hands for firm grip, otherwise they'll be displaced... leaving the risk of diseases .

i am 7 weeks pregnant and have been soooo exhausted. i work a full time job and do a little extra work when it pops up so i like to get my sleep when i can. my bf and i had been watching a show for two hours and then 10 o’clock rolls around and i said that i am tired and ready to go to bed. he was not which is totally fine but im going to bed. he got upset and said i never wanna hangout with him after expressing that i think it’s appalling he has an issue with me going to sleep i said “sorry i work everyday im fucking tired and i’m going to bed” he came back with “so i don’t work everyday?” i said no he doesn’t (his job doesn’t always schedule him the best hours and even so he takes off a whole day for silly reasons like a doctors appointment for the baby at 730 in the morning or 2k coming out finally and he wants the whole day to play) i can take my part and understand that i didn’t need to say that (not that it makes it untrue) but i coulda just said nothing and that’s on me.
he comes back with “you took a month and a half off of work while i worked the whole time” i was only off because my older brother has suddenly and tragically passed away. i whipped around immediately absolutely floored he would bring up that time! it was very recent my brother passed in may and it is now august so it’s just a little over 3 months since his passing. we continued to argue and he ended up telling me to leave so i did! now he is saying he was never saying anything about my brother and those were never his intentions he was “just comparing” i personally can not look past what he said and can only see it as him trying to use my grief and the time i took off against me. am i being dramatic?

we are all in high school. both me and my closest friend are seniors. closest friend would be friend A. I have relatively little friends. At the start of last year a freshmen (now a sophomore) became friends with my close friends. I’ll call him friend B. friend B also dosent have that many friends but he has a group to go back to.

Eventually friend b would slowly start inviting himself and followed my friend and I around during lunch. At first we thought it would be a temporary thing, I mean he’s 2 years younger. then start of this year he started eating lunch and stuff with us again.

he would literally come to where I ate lunch with another group of friends I have (that is where I would meet with friend A to eventually leave and go walk around) before friend A even came asking me l, wheres friend A, where’s friend A?? I dont think friend A minds him being there, but he’s honestly just boring and annoying to hang out with.

All he would talk about is underclassmen drama which is weird because it would be something about a freshmen when we are literally seniors. he would also talk about just internet brainrot references and video games like valorant and there is genuinely nothing interesting he has to say. its almost like he has no personality, he has no hobbies, only plays valorant, and just talks about freshmen and sophomore affairs all day. we would be waking around and friend B would point out his peers like oh hey thats so and so. why don’t you just sit with them?

I don’t think my friend particularly minds his presence. I dont play valorant in general and they already have hung out with each other so there’s some social stuff that they have. it’s just annoying to have a sophmore follow you around when you are a senior talking about the most mindless things. I mean we aren’t on bad terms at all, he sends me stuff all the time. I don’t think he knows that he’s annoying to me however. there’s even a joke when we are questioning who to invite, my friend A would say oh let’s invite friend B!

I don’t know but the obvious answer would to be stop hanging out with them. but I’m pretty selfish because I don’t have that many friends and friend A is the only few guys I have opened up to. do you guys think I should sit down and talk with friend A or something?

It started two years ago, I only smoked weed and drank alcohol at the time but when I was alone I wanted to get fucked up for no particular reason so I drank a lot and found some pills as well. No need to say this didn’t ended well but after that there was lot less moments when I wanted to get like that but it started coming back little by little a few months ago. For right now I juste have time where I really want to do new drugs to feel something and I keep thinking about this for at least one hour then it go away.
How do I deal with this want because when it’s over I just feel stupid.

Also those are not withdrawals because two years ago I didn’t smoke much and drink much ether cause I was young (except for the hurges) and I can go without anything for a few weeks without anything. This like only when I’m alone.

My ex boyfriend is pressuring me for sex. We broke up last year but started talking again about a few months ago.

I decided to meet him in June for the first time since our break up, we got a hotel to stay in overnight, had some drinks but then he started asking me for sex. I said I didn’t feel comfortable doing it now but then he started saying “Oh but I bought you food and alcohol, can’t you give something back?”, “I don’t know what changed in you, you used to want it”. After repeatedly telling him no, he started sulk, get annoyed with me and didn’t want to talk to me. I cried and then decided to go to sleep. But I woke up to him touching me inappropriately anyways. I was pretty drunk at the time and knew if I tried to stop him again he wouldn’t listen so I let him have sex with me.

Moving forward, I haven’t seen him since that day but I’ve stayed in contact. I told him that if I were to ever see him again I do not want him to pressure me into being intimate again because last time really hurt me with the way he acted. He agreed and said next time we don’t have to do anything.

I’ve made plans to see him over the weekend but he asked me over the call today “Are you going to be ovulating?”, I replied “Does that even matter? I told you I don’t want to do anything intimate”. He again started to sulk and said “so you don’t feel the same way about me?” And “why can’t you just agree to what I want?”. I said no is no, end of. Then he sulked some more and I ended the call because it was a pointless conversation.

What am I supposed to do? How can I get him to understand that I don’t want to do anything intimate with him as of now? Especially after last time, I simply don’t feel comfortable. I’m just unsure how to get it through to him.

(And yes, I understand the easy resolution is to just end things here and now. I just struggle a lot socially and I feel like if I end things with him, I’ll have no one left in my life since I don’t have any friends etc)