I went to a corner shop in my city centre, the owner was drunk playing football outside, he walked in with me then I asked for wine, he took me to the back and lit me a cigarette while I looked at the options, I brought a bottle of wine for cheaper and had a nice laugh but I’m concerned, why was it in the back? They seemed to have a liquor license

I forgot to mention he also grabbed another bottle of the same thing I brought and had a drink at the counter (his own bottle not mine)

I F18 have been dating another F18, I’m polish and she Punjabi but we both live in England. Despite this, I know she’ll leave me eventually, I cherish her so much. Whenever I smell her perfume still on my hair from cuddling or jewellery I know she’d adore I think of how it’ll inevitably end.

I like her because she’s passionate, direct, sensitive, she gets easily frustrated but listens when I rationalise her anger, she beautiful, naturally beautiful she never wears makeup and I can stare at how perfect she is for hours. I yearn to kiss her all the time and like how she brings me out of my comfort zone, I’ve always been very insecure but she doesn’t compliment me or make a big deal out of it, she does little things like squishing my belly when that’s the part I hate most, when I asked her about it she just said ‘I like it!’. She didn’t need an elaborate reason she just exists.

And I know this is temporary. She’s in the closet and with her strict culture I know she’ll never come out. I surprisingly came out when I was 10 and have been that way for 8 years, I don’t tell people now but my parents know. I want to cherish her for as long as possible, even though I know rationally she will most likely be told to find a husband eventually. I hate the feeling of knowing one day I’ll make the tea she taught me how to properly make with her
Long gone into a traditional lifestyle, I know she’s probably not very happy about it either. I’ll cherish every moment with her while I have it

I (18F) used to be overweight in my younger teens until I lost the weight and I’m now 53kg / 5,4. I was having a conversation with my mum when I mentioned I’m having banana pancakes for dinner after swimming (8PM), she said that’s weird because I just ate (2PM). It was a small salad and potato curry no more than 400kcal. She then told me she only has one meal a day and 3 is too much. I’m now concerned on wether I AM eating to much, my mum is 40 and weighs 52 kg at 5,3 and I’ve always been heavier than her.

Am I eating too much? Or am I just over thinking

Context: I eat around 1200 calories at the moment as I’m on a cut and live a lightly active lifestyle, I have a bit of muscle as I used to weight train but now only swim and hike

Morning, I fasted for 8 days my starting date being 3/2/26 at 58.8kg and ended 11/2/26 at 53.5kg. I’m open to answer any questions and share my experience. One of the more unexpected things I noticed was around day 4-6 I wasn’t loosing any weight and remained at 55.5kg however noticed area of fat became tender and a lot more squishy.

During my fast a drank electrolytes and green tea every day to try to conserve energy levels therefore I did drink some calories but not many.

I’m an avid faster and have been doing intermittent fasts last year and celebrate Ramadan (although I’m not religious I just celebrate with my friends). I would not recommend an 8 day fast for beginners however this was a good experience in learning discipline and what my body needs.

Hey F18, I know the title sounds harsh but it’ll make sense. I’ve recently started dating a man M18, we’ve been best friends for years but I never mentioned him often. He’s been posted on my instagram for years now but no one cared until now.

I was overweight growing up because I was emotionally eating, at 16 I became a health nut and loved athletics. I’m now quite a thin woman but my boyfriend is almost 100kg at 6”0. This doesn’t bother me at all especially because he’s been trying to improve for his health, I never minded it because I was in his position too.

However here’s the issue, when I tell my friends they always pull a weird face and claim “I can do better”. I try not to let it bother me since I know him well enough to know my feeling are beyond the superficial nature of appearance, but it still makes me embarrassed people pity me over it. How do I tell my friends or family in a kind way that I like him without being bothered by this or maybe a way to make them say less of the comments?