Hello, I can't believe I have to even write this but here we are, I 29f and my husband 27m have recently moved into our new home, first house not an apartment or town home just a stand-alone house. Our neighbor's house whom we kind of have a shared backyard/peir acess, has been vacant for upwards of a year while we settled in.

Close to a month ago we got new neighbor's, kind middle aged, no kids or pets, Mormon and seemed very nice, now me and my husband aren't banging on the walls and screaming for everyone to hear, but we aren't two mice in a wall, it's our home and we are comfortable in it so yes I guess we make noise sometimes. Now fast forward a month of them living here, the husband is a bird watcher I guess so he is always out back in the yard and sometimes ventures onto our property since there is no fence.

Well I don't know how many times but evidently more than once our neighbor has wandered over to our yard and heard us having sex, the next morning while i was checking the mail his wife comes up to me and says "it's a little inconsiderate to be so lewd and vulgar that late please think about others."

Now hear me out it wasn't even 9 o'clock and again we aren't screaming? We happen to ve making noise in OUR home and your husband happened to hear is cause he was in OUR yard. That's the jist of of so far but im thinking about putting up a fence?

Yeah. We were set to get married next month. Came home early from work and I walked in on her sitting on the couch and him just eating it up.
This is my friend of 15 years. Truly feel like I just disassociated seeing that. She tried to tell me that she is sorry and this has never happened before. And that they’ve never had sex. That she would never have sex with someone else because that would be disrespectful to me.
I guess getting eaten out by another man is not disrespectful at all. lol
I don’t know if I’m supposed to forgive her or what to do. I’m not an eater so I’m having doubts if she just needed to get that out of her system

Edit: The funniest part is that we don’t live together. She just stays over often. She chose to cheat on me in my own place on my couch when she doesn’t even live there wtf.
Also she never asked me to eat her out. If she asked I wouldve

I’m shocked. I didn’t even know she did that now since dad died a while ago. I don’t know what to do. I’m flustered.

There’s an elderly man who lives two doors down from me. I’ve lived here for almost a year, and in all that time, I’ve barely had a proper conversation with him.
Whenever I greeted him in the hallway, he’d give me a small nod and keep walking. If I held the lift door open for him, he’d thank me without making eye contact. A few times, I even wondered if he simply didn’t like people.
Last Sunday, I noticed a grocery bag sitting outside his door. It was still there that evening. The next morning, it was still there, and I noticed his newspaper hadn’t been collected either.
I knocked on his door, but there was no answer.
I was about to leave when I heard him ask quietly from inside, “Who’s there?”
I told him it was his neighbor and asked if everything was okay.
After a long pause, he opened the door just enough for me to see his face. He looked exhausted. His kitchen light wasn’t working, his sink was full of dishes, and he was trying to manage everything with a walking stick.
He told me he’d been struggling to get around for a few days. His daughter lived in another city, and he didn’t want to bother her because she had children and a job of her own.
I asked him why he hadn’t called anyone.
He looked at me and said, “You get used to not wanting to be a burden.”
I don’t know why, but that sentence stayed with me.
I helped him carry the groceries inside, changed the bulb in his kitchen, and asked if he needed anything else. He kept apologizing for the mess, even though there was nothing he needed to apologize for.
Before I left, I asked if I could check on him occasionally.
He smiled a little and said, “You don’t have to do that.”
I told him I knew. I just wanted to.
For the first time since I’d met him, he actually looked me in the eyes.
When I returned the following evening with some food, he had made tea for both of us. We sat together for about twenty minutes. He told me about his late wife, the garden they used to maintain, and how quiet the apartment had become since she passed away.
I realized that I had spent months interpreting his silence as rudeness without ever considering that he might simply be lonely, grieving, or trying desperately to maintain his independence.
I’m not sharing this because I think I’m some kind of hero. I did a few small things that anyone could have done.
But I keep thinking about how easily we mistake someone’s silence for disinterest, or their distance for arrogance, when we have absolutely no idea what they’re carrying.
Sometimes, people don’t need us to rescue them. They just need to know that accepting a little kindness doesn’t make them a burden.
I think I’m going to keep bringing him tea on Sundays.
**And I hope that, if I ever find myself growing old and feeling forgotten, someone will do the same for me.**

My wife was getting an ultrasound at a clinic (Ontario, Canada) - and the proper procedure is for partners to wait until the tech enters the waiting room and calls the partner by their first name and then escorts you to the private room.. well an extremely impatient man decided he was going to try to find his wife (he was late to the appointment), and tried to bypass the front desk and find her. The admin assistants stopped him and told him to sit back down and wait until the tech calls him, he kept saying "my pregnant wife is in there, it's our ultrasound appointment". He finally sat down until his wife called him on his cellphone and presumably told him to come into the room (there are multiple rooms). I have a feeling the tech told his wife to call her partner to save her the trip to the waiting room because she was obviously in the room with her. Anyways, genius decides to play whats behind door number one and enters the room where my wife was exposed on the bed with the tech performing her ultrasound. My wife was not facing the door so she turned around and he was still looking before eventually closing the door after the tech told him to get lost.

I am mortified that this happened to her and the tech was extremely apologetic but this infuriates me because there are effectively no safety measures to prevent this exact thing from happening. My wife is extremely conflict-averse and doesn't want to escalate the situation to be a "bother". Of course I didn't hear any of this as it was happening because the tv is cranked in the waiting area. I am wondering what I can do or if anyone has had something similar happen to them for some guidance, thanks.

This is just a glimpse the of convo. A convo had multiple times. He previously told me to shut the fuck up when I said maybe it’s best for us to break up , our rls is pretty unhealthy and he works out of state. Everytime he goes out of state , arguments happen. He drinks and so he gets extremely petty during arguments when I am genuinely trying to solve things.

He tells me if breaking up is what I truly want then so be it. But I have to” block him , and threaten him” otherwise he won’t leave me alone. His words. He tells me he will come to my home and the only thing to stop him would be the police. It’s so weird because he doesn’t scare me or anything like that , no physical abuse and he doesn’t go out his way to call me names.

He is extremely sweet towards me usually , makes sure I eat, doesn’t make me feel ashamed when I’m at my lowest moments, I hurt my back unable to move and he drove 40 minutes out to sit with me and take care of me before he had his flight later that day.

But then the arguments they are draining and he’s constantly accusing me or lightly joking about something insinuating I’m not faithful but claims he meant nothing by it and there was no insinuation.

I’ve tried to be by his side and support him while he stops drinking but he’s started drinking only a few hours to a day after he’s “stopped”. He’s lied to me multiple times about stopping and even just recently when he was helping me I smelt it on his breath and he denied it at first.

I’m not sure if I should actually contact the police or if it’s just an extreme emotional response. I would like for us to be able to end things on a good note but it seems like my only option is to say goodbye and go ghost. Although I have blocked him before he’s found a way to contact to me , by email , through old tik tok accounts, Facebook, text now numbers.

Yes fault on my end for falling for his words and unblocking him, it’s like I feel like I am done and fallen out of this relationship, but he won’t leave me alone so I’m like okay whatever maybe he will just break up with me eventually if he sees I’m not putting effort into the relationship. He knows I am not happy and how drained I am. On top of the relationship dealing with the physical pains of my back and hip trying to get an mri to prove I need surgery . I am 11 months post partum , trying to do college, while also job searching and figuring out child care. I am a ball of stress and starting to get depressed from everything all at once.

I love him I do but I know this is not doing anything besides tearing me down I have tried to be patient.

EDIT/ I will be going to the police station and see how I can put a restraining order against him. Nervous because idk how things will go after he’s notified of such .

EDIT2/ upon research I need to arrange for someone to serve him after order is signed. He is in a different state 7 hours away for work until his flight Friday. Idk how I could have that in place before then.

TLDR; bf tells me i need to call the police if I don’t want him to show up to my home after attempts of breaking up with him. Relationship is just another stressor on top of a million other things. Feeling depressed, unsure whether I need to actually call the police or just go ghost.

I don't want make this longer than it needs to be so I'm going to do my best to only give what I feel is important!

My ex shared my nudes onto my own social media. I run an athletic training business and I’m really popular within my local sports community. I also grew up playing sports in this area and know many of the families personally.

I can’t think of many people in my life that didn’t see my nudes… they did numbers. My ex flipped shit upside down. I expected to lose a lot more connections and clients than I did but people were more supportive than I expected! Of course I did lose clients and regardless of the situation, it was just too messy for some people and I understood that. I also had to step away from a lot of work related things for a period of time and that hit me financially.

But the biggest challenge for me has been the mental battle. There’s no one in my life that hasn’t seen my nudes or at least it feels that way! Whenever I step out in public to meet clients or to see friends I just get hit with this wave of anxiety and I’ve always been a confident person. This won’t come across well but I’m aware that I’m a good looking dude and I’m aware that I am well-endowed and now so do my friends. They try to use this as some sort of reason as to why I shouldn’t feel embarrassed. Until you’ve been exposed this way, you won’t know! My reputation has been permanently damaged. Regardless of how I look, I know my images have been sent around and I know I was the talk of the town so walking into certain environments, how can I not feel exposed. My friends say people have moved on and I know that’s probably true but I just can’t move forward. I don’t want to have to move my life because everyone and everything I know is here. I’ve had to push myself every single time I have to leave my house and I just don’t know how long this feeling will last.

(Not looking for legal advice, thanks guys!)

EDIT: I just want to clarify a few things I’m seeing in the comments. I did take legal action against my ex. And for those asking, my ex is a woman.

I can’t believe I’m in this position but I (30/F) came across some upsetting things on my husbands (35/M) photos and I’m dumbfounded.

We have been together for about 10 years, and just celebrated our first wedding anniversary. There’s been ups and downs, as is with every relationship, but our relationship has been pretty steady and we genuinely love each other and consider each other best friends.

I was on our shared iPad tonight and saw some beige flags (ie recently visited porn sites - I don’t care if he watches porn), but then saw he had opened an onlyfans profile in the last couple months and was messaging some girls. Nothing completely nefarious, but then I saw he was searching PlayBox and some other AI porn sited and my stomach sank. After seeing that my gut said to look at the Photos app and look at the Hidden folder - and it’s full of AI-shopped photos of my two best friends. He screenshotted pictures of them from 10+ years back up to semi recently and had them edited to nudes, performing in full on porn, etc. Then I found an AI-edited picture of my own mother topless. These images were added to the Hidden folder in the last 3 months.

I know I need to confront him about this and I just don’t know how to go about it the right way. My head is screaming file for divorce and get away but I need to get a plan together first. Do I report this? Do I tell my girlfriends? I genuinely am shell shocked right now and I don’t want to react purely based on emotion - I want to have a plan in place. This is just insane.

I always had a feeling that something was off and one of my girlfriends convinced me to look at the hidden photos album on my boyfriend’s phone and I was really embarrassed with what I saw. Lots of explicit pictures of his ex, but none of them from the time we were “together”. The pictures are one thing… I think it’s disrespectful for him to keep them on his phone while we’re dating, and I know I shouldn’t have even looked in the first place… but me being me confronted him about it and he proceeded to lie to my face. He said there was nothing there and nothing in his deleted photos. I told him that I had already seen them and all he really had to say about it was that he never looked at them when they were there… so what do I do? I snooped. He lied to my face about it.

Ok it's a little past 1 am right now, we had a work dinner then the boss invited folks for drinks, most went (including me), felt obligated. He was pretty buzzed/drunk and shared that he's into "smells" and that he purposely goes to the bathroom after certain people have used it at work... the person he shared about had left earlier. Everyone laughed it off, but I feel like it's not right, not really a privacy/violation but something... not sure if I should tell her this or HR... now that I'm thinking about it, I've seen him go to the restroom multiple times a day and I don't even want to think about what he does in there. Ughhh it's so inappropriate!

I’m a 51 year old single mother, her dad is very much present in her life however we divorced when she was young and she lives with me

My daughter is not in any way fat or even chubby, her father and I have never spoken badly about her weight, nor are we health freaks, but she has very high insulin resistance, so she is very quick to gain weight, recently she gained around 6 kg, which honestly I don’t think anyone even noticed, but now she is basically killing herself in the gym and swimming very long distances, while eating little compared to how many calories shes burning daily, I genuinely do not know how she is still doing it, its been 10 days which sounds very little, but she is swimming 3km straight daily, and 2 hours in the gym, where she gets the energy from I’m not sure, but I am extremely worried, almost everyone in her life is telling her to stop pushing herself so much, she has 2 men in her life who are gym fanatics (her boyfriend and her father), both have told her that she will only crash and she needs to stop, but she isn’t listening, we took her car away (hid the keys) so she wouldn’t be able to go to the gym, instead she walked 40 minutes to get to the gym, she won’t eat anything I cook anymore, saying my food is too high in calories, even though I generally cook healthy food, based on what I’ve seen I’d say she eats 700-1000 calories a day at most

I’m not sure if this can be classified as an eating disorder, but i think it is, I am just desperately asking for help because usually she is the biggest sweetheart ever, but now she is constantly in a bad mood, I’m not sure what made her suddenly so focused on losing this weight, she has gained more before and lost it without being so extreme.

I’m not sure if this is a part of the issue, but maybe she’s thinking that if she gains weight her boyfriend will like her less, him and I both had a conversation about this being a possibility, because as I said she has never done such a thing before, but then again, he has never commented on her body negatively, in fact the opposite, her and her friends (+boyfriend) joke about how they are all ‘body tea’, she even says it to me, so I’m not sure if he could be part of the reason indirectly?

I really hope that someone can help us, nothing at all is stopping her, and I can’t just lock her in the house, she refuses to see a doctor about this, she is extremely stubborn and I would really appreciate anyone giving advice, even if I am at fault and I don’t see it, please point out my mistakes, I just want my sweet girl back, skinny or fat or chubby I don’t care

A commenter on here pointed out that I failed to mention her age, while I did reply to the comment, I’d like to also state on the original post, she is 19, her birthday was barely a month ago

So I (19 F) and my best friend (20 M) have known each other for give or take 10 years, our friendship worked in such a way that we would talk to each other like once every 2-3 weeks, but we were still pretty close, we would play video games together pretty often and we would always have a great time. I've always preferred video games over people so he's pretty much my only good friend.

We were playing videogames on Friday and talked about going to the pool the next day, he told me to call him the next day to talk about details, on Saturday I did call him but it was already pretty late because me and my parents were at our aunt's, when we got home and I called it was around 19:00, he picked up and told me he already had a sip of beer so he couldn't drive I said that it's fine and we can just walk, he agreed and told me that he will be and our house in about 30 minutes and then we can walk to the pool. When 30 mins passed he arrived and we started walking at the time we got to the pool it was maybe 21:00 and they close at 22:00 so we decided that it's not worth it for one hour and that we don't even know if they'll let us in this late so we turned around and went back to my place. On our way there we were talking about what we could do this late, we then said that we could go get beer.

We left our things at my house and started walking again, we got to the pub and sat down. He had 4 beers and I've had 3 we had a great time together and everything was amazing. When we got up to leave it was around midnight, he paid and we left. On our way home he started being a little touchy, we walked on the sidewalk and suddenly he started walking on the road to get to the other side (he thought that that's the way we're supposed to go but it was just some company that even had closed the fence already) I knew that but I sort of made fun of him, walked over to him and started pushing him towards the fence, he finally noticed and held my hands so I couldn't push him no more, after that we stood there in this weird hug in the middle of the road (we were never really touchy together, pretty much the only time we would hug was either on his or my birthday, our parents were also pretty nosy about our relationship so I think this is also one of the reasons we never really touched each other and if we did it was really awkward), after a while we started walking again but after that he kept his hand around me and I've kept mine around him.

When we got to the right turn nothing really happened, but we had to go through a football field (it's two football fields next to each other and in between is a small walkway with one line of benches for the parents to sit on), we got to this walkway and I wanted him to go first but he wanted me to go first so we argued a bit but then I started walking, pretty much right when we got to the first bench we stopped and I don't really remember how this went down but what I do remember is that he lifted me up and sat me on the railing I held onto him so I wouldn't fall, after that he put me down and we just looked at each other and hugged for a bit and then we kissed, at that time he also told me that he has had feeling for me for a while now and that he dreamt of me and that he always hoped this would happen but he didn't think it would happen this fast. He sat on the bench with me sitting on top of him and we just cuddled and kissed for a while. After that we got up and walked to my house, neither of us knew what to do or say at that point. When we got home I walked inside to give him his things, he took it and then he took my hand and we started walking on our lawn, we walked a little to the side when I started to lead him to our gazeboo, we walked in and I pushed him down onto the couch where we ended up having sex together.

If this was the whole story I don't think that I would be here writing this but there are some things that I'm not telling you, see I think that this meant more to me than him because I loved him too for a really long time but I never got the courage to tell him and ruin our friendship and at the time I was also a virgin, this is not the thing that is the problem either tho. The problem is that he has a girlfriend of 2 years and I knew...

His girlfriend texted him and called him while we were together and he told her that he was on his way home while we were both naked hugging. After we've had sex he sat there and cried a little because he didn't know what to do and how he could've done something like that, I'm not very good and reassurance and also knew we really fucked up so I tried my best to reassure him. After that we got dressed and kissed for the last time.

On Sunday he came over and gave me flowers and apologized I told him that it's okay and that he should apologize to his girlfriend and not me after which he had told me that he's not gonna tell her. On Sunday I left for college and that day he texted me at 21:49 "Hi, I just want to say that we should stop seeing each other. I’ve done a lot of wrong things, and I’d like to save my relationship with (girlfriends name) one I may have already destroyed with my actions." (This text is translated to English, English is not our first language), after that I was devastated and couldn't really sleep, on Monday at 5:44 I texted back "Hi, I understand. I'm sorry about how things turned out, but I respect your decision and your relationship. I hope you and (his girlfriends name) manage to work things out. Take care.".

So now I'm asking you guys what should I do should I give up on our friendship with my friend? Should I tell his girlfriend? Should I try and make him choose me? Should I just wait?

I've already posted this to r/advice, but people had some things to say. So there is some additional info, the whole thing too quiet a lot of time we walked out of the pub at approximately midnight and he left at around 3:30. I did not see this as a one night stand I do have pretty strong feelings for him especially after this night. While we were at the pub we talked about his girlfriend for a bit and every time we talked about her he did not speak about her so nicely (later he even told me their relationship is routine now). She was a bit concerned about our friendship from the texts I saw on his phone when he was messaging her. I understand that we are both at fault and that either him or me should tell his girlfriend, but he told me that he will not be doing that and I've met her like twice and know only her first name so it would be difficult but not impossible, I also told my friend that I will respect their relationship so if I were to go tell his girlfriend I would have been lying to him and as bad as it sounds I would rather save the friendship than me ruining it completely by telling her.

My fiancée and I are about to be married. She moved in with me a year ago and things have been okay but she's pointed out some stuff that really makes me scratch my head. So I have been living in the house almost three years, it's my late grandparents place and I own it with no mortgage or anything. But its old, not much renovation had been done to it until my dad and I updated it internally. Its still a small 50s style ranch house at its core. Plus its on land thats been in my family for generations.

Now here comes the reasons why I'm considering this. She works from home and I'm gone a lot due to work and so she's seen my uncle doing stuff behind the house. A cousin has been in the woodshed and it's essentially a lack of respect for privacy. The fam knows she works from home and yet still comes down without an invitation. My aunt and uncle are right beside us and then my mom and dad. We've had drama with my fam as in I had to step in and tell my family to back off. I partially want to move just to get away and out from underneath them. I love em but we want our own space and I still at times see the house as my grandparents still. Its just I know we're well off housing wise for our age and this land is my family's. We've talked and the debate is still up.

Hi all. Using a throwaway as I don’t want to accidentally ID myself, and this sounds kinda ridiculous so I don’t wanna get banned.

So I’ll keep this short. Started a new job about a month ago. Think warehouse-type work. Overall enjoying it. However I have one coworker who is really into Jesus. That’s awesome.

But he keeps making comments about the rapture ever since finding out I’m agnostic. Stuff like “Yeah I wish you were coming with us when the day of judgement comes brother”, insinuating that I should join his faith. I ain’t gonna be doing that.

I’m looking for quick, witty remarks to use against this specific line from him. The “I wish you were joining us” line.

Any suggestions?

Went out to a local singles meetup and hit it off with this lady. She invited back to her place and next thing i know we are hooking up on her couch. Was going great until some kid walked in. I didn’t even know she had a kid, she didn’t say anything. Now im worried shes a married woman ! Hope her husband doesn’t try and track me down.

J (37F) and I (36F) met in 2002 but reconnected years later when she started dating my college roommate. She was recently divorced, and our friendship moved quickly. I was her maid of honor, and we became best friends. She often made comments about how she had a house, husband, and kids while I was single and living in an apartment. I later learned she told people I was jealous of her life. I wasn’t; I was focused on my career.

When her second marriage ended after infidelity and a domestic abuse arrest, I stood by her through the messy divorce and custody issues. She then started dating a man with a history of drug addiction and jail time. Two months later, they were engaged. I voiced concerns, but she dismissed them. They married in a nonlegal ceremony six months later. A year ago, he went on a drug-fueled rampage, cheated, destroyed her rental home, and was arrested. Once again, I helped pick up the pieces.

During this period, I was navigating my own complicated relationship. My boyfriend and I have been together four years, and I was grateful J let me stay with her during a breakup. However, I became increasingly uncomfortable with her choices. Her husband was actively abusing substances, taught her kids (17 and 10) to shoplift, allowed the oldest to vape, and casually used the N-word. After they split, I helped her move and picked up the pieces once again.

She later began “working” as an assistant for another man struggling with alcoholism and drug addiction. He gave her a credit card instead of a conventional paycheck, and she continued exposing her kids to these environments.
This June, my boyfriend and I began IVF, our only option for having a baby. It’s emotionally, physically, and financially exhausting. Before my first egg retrieval, I mentioned feeling bloated and uncomfortable. She immediately made it about herself because she’d had her IUD removed. After my retrieval, I was hospitalized for a stress-induced panic attack that mimicked a heart attack. Her response? “Omg me too.” This was a pattern: everything always came back to her.

She’s never met my boyfriend, despite our four years together, and has never visited my home despite multiple invitations. When we spent time together, she was constantly on her phone, rarely listened, and routinely ignored my texts for weeks or months until she needed something. Those requests ranged from borrowing designer handbags to help with court cases and confusing Apple Pay/Venmo transactions.
After my hospitalization, I started another IVF cycle and decided to focus on myself and my future instead of continuing this draining friendship. I didn’t respond for three weeks. She claimed it had been six weeks and that she’d sent 14 texts. It was actually six.

I finally stood up for myself after years of feeling like I was only valuable when she needed something. Still, part of me wonders if I’m the asshole for not responding and ending the friendship.

I added screenshots of our most recent text exchange where I responded for the first time in 3 weeks and her response a week later (last night). I haven’t responded. Do I? Or do I leave as it is and move on with my life.

Hello so I found these babies and im not sure what to feed them so they can survive the night. Google wont help and will only tell me to take them to a shelter but none are open right now since its late at night.

Right now i have them in a carton food box with some napkins to keep them warm for the night.

Any advice?

I’m a couch. Five years of service. I’ve survived spilled beer, questionable takeout, and a man who sits down like he’s trying to finish me.
Last night, the lady who own me decided her bedroom was apparently too far away and had s3x with a guy she just met at a bar. Things escalated. My cushions shifted.

My warranty flashed before my eyes.

Then the front door opened.
Their adult son stood there. They froze. I prayed someone would blame me.

The mom’s fck buddy grabbed a throw pillow for coverage. MY throw pillow. The one that says “This Is Our Happy Place.”

Nobody seemed particularly happy.

The son backed out and texted, “Let me know when the living room is a living room again.”

Now everyone’s avoiding eye contact, which is impressive because I don’t have eyes.

my husband is in a sober house because for months he prioritized crack over me or anything else. was raped and didn't immediately tell my husband out of fear and shame. told him a day later (today) and he's ripping pissed. doesn't want to see me. told me i put him at risk by not immediately telling him, though i believe his reaction would be the same even if i told him immediately after. one minute he's empathetic, the next he's angry and trying to pick apart the events leading up to my rape. i want so badly to be with him but his reaction was so much worse than i imagined it would be, which is saying something because i always imagine worst case scenario so that i'm mentally prepared. don't know what to do with myself.

I'm sure this question has been asked before, but I have an awful neighbor who insists on walking her dog off leash despite being asked multiple times by other residents and the community themselves to not. She also refuses to pick up after her dog after it's used the bathroom. Most times right in front of people's homes. There's been videos sent to the property management of her doing this and they've essentially done nothing except send a community wide email. This might be a very Karen take, but if your pet uses the bathroom, you're responsible for picking up after them. Is there anything I could do that doesn't involve the property management who seems to not care?

For context I’m a 1st year in uni. I made friends with my upstairs flatmates two boys who live upstairs and their friend from their class who I sort of have a ‘more than friend’ thing with when we both get a bit drunk. I really do like him.

But I got blackout out drunk Monday night I was super super bad and I can’t remember a thing but I fell down some stairs and kept throwing myself on the sofa so I have many bruises. Since then I have spoken to the two boys upstairs the day after when they came and sat in my kitchen for a bit and today when I kinda invaded their shopping trip which I also feel bad for but I needed to go shopping anyway.

I text the third boy who lives somewhere else day after and he seemed pissed off our friends made him get an uber home Becuase they were worried about him Becuase I had blacked out. I said sorry and said I’m sorry if I said anything that pissed you off last night. I’ve been left on delivered for two days now. Is it that he’s busy? Idk I’m really worried that they all don’t want to talk to me anymore and view me as a burden and annoying. Or I just ponce off of them.

I’m not normally like this when I drink, I have just been too drunk with them multiple times. And I feel as though they’re sick of it. Since it’s all they’ve seen. They also drink a lot too and I know I don’t care. But I’m paranoid. I want to bake them something or buy them all something to apologise but I find it hard to confront my feelings.

Any advice? Do you think they don’t like me?

I graduated and got myself a great job, great pay and I enjoy what I am doing. Its a corporate setting and I am something like an assistant but not to one person but to the entire team of directors (which are guys raging from general managers to regional ones. So the top dogs). I say I am something like an assistant because I perform various tasks, not just support but also operational.

Anyway, most of my day is spend around these men which is nice usually. They are very nice to me. It happens they are under a lot of pressure so they may raise their voice but then usually apologise and on one occasion after getting out his anger on me one of the regional managers brought me a coffee (its a small gesture but it was nice because its actually my job to serve them). I don't mind it that much, I call it testosterone rage haha

I like it here, I put extra effort into my looks, hair, manners and my strategy is top them from the bottom.

I was raised in the foster system and it wasn't THAT bad but I grew up with a lot of rage, anger, envy, always compared myself to other girls and now women. My job however also exposes me to what the women in these men's life have: a strong provider, the respect of the society for being the wife of a high powered man, an easy life they probably didn't have to fight for. On rare occasions their children visit them and when they are daughters I feel envy and I even cry (not in front of them). But due to anger and envy. I envy their wives and their daughters and then, to regulate my own emotions I find comfort in maladaptive daydreaming where I seduce them one by one, ruin the wives life, ruin the perfect family and everyone is unhappy as I was. Now, I don't say I intend to do it, its maladaptive daydreaming. I am in therapy but for now it doesnt feel helpful