I have been in a relationship for about half a year.

We started talking and I was quickly smitten. We exchanged numbers and soon we were going on dates, taking long walks in the park and enjoying each other’s company.

Discovered that my boyfriend likes to dress like a girl

Little did I know that my boyfriend was into a hobby that I found disturbing – he liked to dress up in a feminine way. He had a closet full of girly clothes and he would often wear them in public.

He said it made him feel confident and free.

At first, I accepted his hobby and tried to be supportive. But as time went on, I started to feel uncomfortable. I was embarrassed to be seen with him in public and I was even more ashamed of myself for being with someone who enjoyed dressing up in a feminine way.

Couldn’t take it and chose to end the relationship

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I decided to end the relationship. I told him that I could no longer be with someone who liked to dress up in a feminine way.

He was devastated and begged me to reconsider, but I was firm in my decision. I was scared of what others might think if they knew I was dating someone who liked to dress up in a feminine way and I was too ashamed to keep going.

So, I ditched my boyfriend. He was heartbroken and I felt terrible for hurting him, but I knew it was the right thing to do. I never saw him again and I haven’t heard from him since.

I still think about my ex-boyfriend and how he made me feel. He was kind and caring, and he was always willing to listen to my problems and offer advice.

I miss him, but I know I made the right decision. I can’t be with someone who likes to dress up in a feminine way. I won’t let shame and embarrassment dictate my life anymore.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t the happy ending I was hoping for. I have to live with the fact that I hurt someone I cared about and that I let fear and shame take control of my life.

I can only hope that one day I can look back on this experience and learn from it. Until then, I’ll just have to live with the consequences of my decisions.

I’m not bragging please read to the end.

I’m (23M) with my (22F) girlfriend for a year now. We started to have relations a couple months ago. We are each others first. We both have high drive so we go at it 3-5 times a week.

She loses her consciousness whenever we do it rough

I like romantic relations not horizontal monster mash. Anyway I’m saying this because two weeks ago she wanted to have rough relations and I was okay with it. The thing is she lost consciousness for 15 minutes.

Not because I was choking her or anything she says she had multiple times when she hit the top high and thats why. But I said we should go see a doctor because I was spooked out, she said no don’t be ridiculous its normal but I felt weird.

Anyway 3 days ago we had relations again she wanted rough again and LOST CONSCİOUSNESS again for 10+ minutes. I don’t know why she acts like this is normal I’M REALLY SPOOKED OUT.

My female friend told me that I should be proud of it

I can’t get it up and avoiding relations. I talked about this (can’t get it up) to my (23F) best friend and she said ‘You are the man, you should be proud that she high until she lost consciousness’.

Am I broken or something ? Why should I like this ? Is this supposed to be hot? I’m so nervous and can’t get hard but my gf don’t listen and says its normal, my best friend says I should be proud but I don’t proud I’m only getting nervous…

I feel disgust, concern but my gf don’t listen. I don’t know what to do… I’m even start to think breakup…

I’m not very good in English so pardon my English errors.

As a woman, I felt a bit downhearted on Valentine’s Day this year. I have a lot of male friends, but none of them gave me flowers. I was left feeling lonely and depressed.

My friends are all wonderful people and I enjoy their company. We go out to eat, see movies, and talk about life. We have been friends for years, and I deeply value our relationships.

Unhappy that none of her guy friends gave her flowers on V-day

But on Valentine’s Day, I was reminded of the fact that I am single and none of my male friends have romantic feelings for me. As I watched couples hold hands and exchange gifts, I couldn’t help but feel a bit left out.

I’ve always prided myself on my independence, but on Valentine’s Day, I felt a bit of loneliness that I couldn’t shake. I’ve tried to focus on the positive and create a life I love, but I would still be lying if I said I didn’t want someone special to share it with.

I don’t want to feel this way, but it’s hard to ignore the fact that none of my male friends gave me flowers on Valentine’s Day. It’s a reminder that I am still single and I don’t have a special someone to share the day with.

I know that I should be happy with the relationships I have in my life, and I am. But there is still a part of me that longs for something more. I don’t want to be alone forever, and it hurts to be reminded of that on Valentine’s Day.

I have tried to put a positive spin on the situation. I have tried to focus on the wonderful friendships I have and the fact that I am not alone. But it’s hard to ignore the fact that none of my male friends gave me flowers on Valentine’s Day.

Lonely because no one to share V-day with

I don’t want to be bitter or resentful. I want to be grateful for the relationships I have and the life I have created.

But I still feel a bit downhearted when I think about not having someone special to share Valentine’s Day with.

I know that having many single male friends isn’t a bad thing. But it does make me feel a bit lonely on Valentine’s Day.

I want someone to share the day with, and it hurts that none of my male friends gave me flowers on Valentine’s Day.

When I was in my mid-twenties, I had been in a relationship with my girlfriend for a 4 years. We were deeply in love and had talked about marriage, but something wasn’t quite right. I felt like I was living a lie and that I wasn’t being true to myself.

Men not women

I finally mustered the courage to admit to myself – and to my girlfriend – that I was attracted to men, not women.

It was a difficult and emotional conversation. I was scared and uncertain of her reaction. I was afraid she would be mad and reject me. But she was surprisingly understanding and told me she still loved me and wanted to be with me.

Still, I knew I could not continue living a lie and pretending to be someone I wasn’t. I broke up with her.

My girlfriend was shocked and couldn’t understand why I had done this. She thought I was cheating on her or that I had met someone else. I had to explain to her that I was simply being honest with myself and that I had finally accepted who I was.

It was hard for her to accept, especially since I had kept this part of me secret for so long. I could feel her hurt and anger, and I felt terrible. But I also knew that I had made the right decision for myself.

She insist that I was cheating on her with another girl, I flat-out denied it. It was a guy…

We eventually parted ways amicably and kept in touch for a few years. But it was a painful experience for both of us.

Coming out as gay was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done. It took me a long time to accept who I was and to be comfortable with it. But I am happy that I finally had the courage to be honest with myself and with my girlfriend.

It was a difficult decision, but I know it was the right one. I am now in a happy and fulfilling relationship with a man and I am thankful for the strength and courage I found to be true to myself.

I had been working at my current job for a little over a year, and in that time I had developed a good rapport with my boss and the rest of the team. We worked well together and I felt valued for the work I was doing. That all changed one day when my boss started banging the table when he was talking to me.

At first, I thought it was an accident, but it soon became apparent that he was doing it on purpose.

The banging would start every time he talked to me and it was very intimidating. I was so scared of what he might say next, that I felt like I couldn’t speak up.

I decided to go to the HR department and ask for help. I told them what was happening and they said that they could not do anything because he was the boss and it was his prerogative to do what he wanted. I was so frustrated and upset that all I could do was accept the situation, knowing that I had no other choice.

I tried to talk to my boss about it, but he just brushed it off and said that he was just trying to make a point. He said that he was not trying to be intimidating, but it was clear to me that he was. I asked him to stop, but he refused.

At this point, I had to make a decision. I could either stay in my current job, knowing that I was being treated unfairly, or I could look for a new job. I chose the latter and started looking for new opportunities.

I was lucky enough to find a new job fairly quickly. I felt relieved to have a fresh start and to be in a place where I felt valued and respected. I thought about all the times my boss had banged the table and how powerless I had felt. I was so glad to be out of that situation and to be in control again.

My experience with my former boss taught me an important lesson: no matter what position you hold in an organization, it is important to treat everyone with respect. No one should ever feel intimidated or disrespected in the workplace. I am grateful for the experience because it has made me more aware of the power dynamics in the workplace and how important it is to stand up for yourself.

If you ever find yourself in a situation like I did, please remember that you have the right to speak up and ask for help. No one should have to endure disrespect, no matter what their position is. If you feel like you are being treated unfairly, talk to someone and make sure your voice is heard.

It was just three days before Valentine’s Day and I was eagerly awaiting a surprise that my girlfriend had promised me. She was working overseas but had promised to arrange a special surprise for me. She was always full of surprises, so I was really excited.

Little did I know that the surprise she had in store for me was something I could never have anticipated.

The day before Valentine’s Day, my girlfriend’s mother called me up and asked me to accompany her on Valentine’s Day. I was taken aback. I had met her mother a few times and it was always a pleasant experience, but I had never expected her to ask me to accompany her on Valentine’s Day.

I asked her why and she said that her daughter was working overseas and she was feeling lonely and needed a “bed buddy”. She said that her daughter had asked her to call me up and ask me to accompany her. She also said that she had heard about my love for my girlfriend and that she wanted me to show her some love too.

I was taken aback by her request but I could not say no. I agreed to go and spend Valentine’s Day with her.

When I reached her place, I was surprised to see that she had made all the arrangements for a romantic evening. She had cooked a delicious dinner, had bought balloons and cards, and had even set up a romantic backdrop. I was overwhelmed by her efforts.

We had a lovely evening, talking and laughing. I felt like I was with my own mother. We talked about my girlfriend and how much we both missed her. I also shared some of my experiences with her.

The night ended with us both in each other’s arms and me wishing that my girlfriend was here with us.

My girlfriend still thinks its only dinner with her mother but it went further than that. Her mother had my gf went she was a teen.

You know those ah lian got pregnant in Secondary school and drop out because made the wrong decisions. Ya the mother those kind, so she’s not that old.

I was an international student studying in the Singappore and had been living in the country for a few years. During that time, I had experienced many cultural and language barriers. I had to work hard to learn English, and even then, my English wasn’t perfect. My accent was an East Asian one, and it was difficult for many native English speakers to understand me.

I was always conscious of this fact, and it made me feel embarrassed and uncomfortable in many social situations. I tried my best to adapt and fit in, but I felt like I didn’t always succeed.

I was able to find a job as an administrative assistant at a local company. At first, it was great. I was able to use my English and learn more about Singapore culture. I also got along well with my colleagues, and they were always friendly and patient with me.

However, things started to change after a few months. People began to make comments about my accent and started to act differently towards me. They seemed to think that I was hard to understand and started to avoid me. I felt like I was being ostracized and I became very self-conscious about my accent.

I tried to ignore the comments and just focus on my work, but it became more and more difficult. I was constantly worried that people couldn’t understand me and was afraid to talk to anyone. I was also worried that I was making mistakes in my work because of my accent.

One day, my boss called me into his office and told me that he was letting me go. He said that the company had received complaints from customers and colleagues about my accent and that they could not understand me. He said that he was sorry but that he had to let me go.

I had no choice but to leave Singapore.

When I first started working at my current company, I was surprised to learn that my boss didn’t believe in WhatsApp.

It was the only thing I used to communicate with my colleagues, and I couldn’t imagine having to revert back to texting.

But that’s exactly what my boss wanted. He told me he was an old-school type of guy and he was very strict on communication policies. He didn’t believe in WhatsApp and demanded that everyone communicated via SMS only.

At first I was frustrated. I thought it was a bit ridiculous to still be using the same technology from 20 years ago. But I soon realized that it wasn’t about having an outdated technology, it was about having a consistent way of communication.

My boss explained to me that he wanted to make sure all of his employees had access to the same information. He wanted to be able to see when messages had been sent and received, and he wanted to be sure that all of his instructions were understood.

He also told me that he believed in the importance of communication etiquette. He said that texting was more polite than WhatsApp because you could take your time to craft the right message. He said that if you sent a message on WhatsApp, you might not know until the next day if the recipient had received it. Whereas with a text message, you would know immediately if it had been sent and received.

So I reluctantly agreed to use SMS for all of my communication with the boss and my colleagues. I found it a bit inconvenient at first, but I soon got used to it and it became second nature.

Now, when I talk to my colleagues, I find myself going back and forth between WhatsApp and SMS. I use WhatsApp for casual conversations, but I use SMS for anything related to work. I think it’s a great way to stay organized and keep communication professional.

I then told my boss my mobile plan did not have free SMS and some of my colleagues started complaining and told our boss to reimburse the SMS fee.

He started to learn Whatsapp, *FAINT*. cause he doesn’t want to pay.