I’ve known for over a month that she’s been cheating on me. For how long I’m still not sure. The fact that she goes about our everyday life like nothing is going on makes me want to scream sometimes.

Seeing her smile on her phone pretending her sister sent her something and knowing she’s talking to him.

I’ve felt this twist in my gut ever since and started wondering if it’s possible I’m not my son’s biological father. And I couldn’t take it anymore.

He’s not mine. She doesn’t know I got a paternity test done. My wife doesn’t know I know she lied about who his father is.

And have had to live with this knowledge for almost a week. While still going through the motions of caring for a 6-month-old baby.

It hurts so bad. Literally takes everything I have not to cry at any moment because she still doesn’t know yet.

I can’t stay with someone who would hurt me this deeply. 5 years down the drain like that. Every night like tonight I just want to pack my stuff and leave her before she wakes up. Then never see her again.

I’m torn though because the second I look at his crib my heart doesn’t want to leave him. He’s not my biological son yeah but I still love him so much. No matter how hard I’m trying it won’t turn off.

The idea of never seeing him again makes my heart feel way too heavy and gives me such anxiety. It’s like tearing my heart out, I can’t do it.

It’s midnight and he’s currently dozing in my arms because the only time I’m given any kind of peace is when I’m holding him.

He didn’t ask for this mess either so we have that in common. I just don’t know what to do now

I was dumbfounded when I saw my wife leaving home hurriedly to the airport. The suitcase wheels echoed through the living room.

Our life in Singapore was always bustling. But the constant hum of the city was no match for the silence that filled our home that day.

Our son, Kai, was just seven. His innocent eyes widened as he watched his mother leave. He didn’t understand. How could he? His world revolved around his mother’s warm hugs and bedtime stories. And now, she was leaving him behind.

I tried to explain to Kai that his mother needed a break. That she was tired and needed some time alone. But how do you explain to a child that his mother, his universe, needed a vacation from him?

The first few days were the hardest. Kai would wake up in the middle of the night, calling out for his mother. Each time, I would hold him close, whispering promises of her return. But with each passing day, his calls became less frequent, his cries less desperate. It was as if he was learning to live without her.

Meanwhile, I was juggling my job and taking care of Kai. It was exhausting, but it gave me a newfound respect for my wife. I realized how much she did for us, how much she sacrificed. I wished she had talked to me, told me she was feeling overwhelmed. We could have figured something out, found a solution together.

On the eighth day, my wife called. She sounded different, lighter. She told me about the places she had visited, the people she had met. But there was a hint of guilt in her voice, a silent apology that she left unsaid.

When she returned on the tenth day, Kai was hesitant. He looked at his mother as if she was a stranger. It broke my heart, but I knew it was a wound that would heal with time.

That night, as I tucked Kai into bed, he asked me, “Will mommy leave us again?” I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to assure him, promise him that she would never leave. But I couldn’t. Because I didn’t know if she would.

In the days that followed, we tried to return to our normal lives. But things had changed. We were more aware of each other, more appreciative. My wife started spending more time with Kai, and I helped out more at home.

Looking back, I realize that those ten days were a wake-up call for us. They made us realize that we were taking each other for granted. We learned that it’s important to communicate, to share our burdens, and to appreciate each other.

And while I hope my wife never feels the need to leave us again, I know that if she does, we’ll be able to handle it. Because we’re stronger now, more understanding. And in the end, isn’t that what family is all about?

It’s not her fault I guess, but it’s becoming ridiculous. Her hair is EVERYWHERE. On the floor, clogging up the shower, in the kitchen, on the food, I fried a piece of hair in my pan while I was cooking dinner. Hair on the dirty dishes, hair on the clean dishes.

Her hair gets into my blankets. Every time I put something on the floor it comes up with her hair on it. I find her hair on MY hair products. Once I found one of her hairs on MY HEAD while I was scratching my head.

Drink some water, surprise! There’s a hair on the mouth part. I took out my mug once and HER HAIR wasin it.

HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN? How does someone else’s hair get into everywhere? It doesn’t seem to matter how much I sweep or vacuum, doesn’t matter how much drain cleaner I buy, she’s really shedding EVERYWHERE like a pet dog.

We bought a robot vacuum so it can reduce the hair in our home and in less than a week the hair got jammed and the robot stop working (It’s not a cheap one). I have to clear up the hair that is stucked for it to work again

Is she having some kind of condition, I already tried asking her she said that she has been like that since young.

I tried asking her to wear a hairnet but I got scolded instead. Sometimes I feel like just making her drunk and shaving her whole head botak so I can get a few months of clean peace.

I’m not a clean freak but this is really getting out of hand, everytime we have friends or family coming I have to clean the whole house like mad, imagine serving drinks to my friends with her hair in it.

She’s nice and pretty neat otherwise but I’m starting to get fed up.

This happened at new year’s but I’m still getting scolded for it so here we are.

My brother has 2 kids with his ex wife. Ever since they split he’s been constantly saying she’s a terrible mother who doesn’t know anything about the kids and doesn’t deserve any custody of them, but the examples he gives for this seem to me like moments of absent-mindedness.

Things like her giving a wrong date of birth (she said 8th instead of 18th, then corrected herself), forgetting which kid interest is which cartoon, not knowing one of them only eats one flavor of a particular food, and buying the wrong flavor.

I know his ex, and from what I’ve seen she’s a great mom. So unless I’m seriously missing something, it seems like my brother is just exaggerating to make her look bad. I’ve also always had a sneaking suspicion that he doesn’t know very much about his kids.

His wife had them for new year’s and I figured he’d have a lot to say about it, so I found out some info about the kids and when he started claiming his ex knows nothing about the kids and is therefore a terrible mother I quizzed him on his kids. It was pretty simple stuff, favorite toys, teacher’s names, allergies, favorite colors, favorite TV shows, what they want to be when they grow up. He didn’t do very well. Incidentally, my other brother and sister knew all of that information about their own kids.

My brother was mad at me then and is still mad at me over 2 weeks later. My parents say I need to apologize for embarrassing him in front of the whole family. I think if he was gonna claim his ex knows nothing about their kids and that makes her a bad mom, he should be prepared to demonstrate that he actually knows things about them.

Should I apologize?

Here are what netizens think:

• This! He’s mad because you’ve highlighting an issue that he’s uncomfortable with about himself. His anger is clearly deflected embarrassment about himself. If he comes to you for another apology I’d double down and let him know how transparent he is. He’s letting his children down and making a show of himself.

• Better still tell him you will apologize if he can tell you the answer to a question about his kids.

• Yep and tbh, I would think he’s probably a bit of a narcissist. Seems like he’s trying to get out ahead of it

For some context, my 84 y.o grandfather is from my father’s side so my mother isn’t biologically related to him.

My father passed away several years ago, and my grandmother (grandfather’s wife) also passed away about 2 years ago. My mom and I have never really been close to my grandfather but since my dad’s and grandma’s passing we’ve tried to reach out more and provide more support since he’s really struggling and grief-stricken on his own.

My mom has this routine of dropping off this specific brand of bread to my grandpa’s place whenever he’s low on bread even though he goes grocery shopping with my uncle every Sunday and can easily get the bread himself.

My mom has also been acting very visibly uncomfortable when my grandfather greets us all with hugs which I never understood. She just recently revealed to me that she’s been acting uncomfortable because when she goes to drop off bread and asks my grandpa if he needs anything else, he has said multiple times that he “does need something more but she never gives it to him”, and also makes a lot of comments about how young she looks.

So she suspects he only wants her to drop off bread so he has the chance to see her alone.

He also has winked at her after making these types of comments, and she said he’s even slapped her butt before. He’s never done or said anything inappropriate to me but after learning this it’s changed my perception of my grandfather completely and I kind of want nothing to do with him anymore, or to at least confront him about it, because he has kept questioning me about why my mom acts so distant and uncomfortable around him.

My mom won’t go to visit him by herself anymore and will sometimes get me and my brother to drop off the bread. I don’t really know what to do or believe since it’s very hard to envision my grandfather in this way, especially since he’s still in so much pain from losing my grandma, but my mom would never lie about something like this.

We plan to have dinner with him on his birthday since no one else is visiting him but I don’t know if I’ll be able to face him. Should I bring this up with him? Question him? Tell other family members about it? Cut off all contact with him?

A netizen shared how she refused to let her boyfriend’s sisters and her friend sleep at her home because of her bad track record and it was late at night.

Here is the story:

Woke up to a call at 1am last night from my BF’s sister. I missed the call because I was super groggy and didn’t pick up in time.

She calls my BF, and asks if her and her friend can sleep at our place.

I told my boyfriend that I didn’t want them to come, it’s 1 am. We both have to be up at 5 am for work. We have two active puppies that get excited for company.

In the past when my BF’s sister has sleptover, the dogs barked all night. It’s not a good fit in my opinion for us to have company at the moment, just until we can set up a bedroom, or the puppies grow old enough to be calm.

On another note, I don’t trust the friend that would be crashing as well. She steals and she just is a impulsive person that really just thinks about herself.

I’ve been on a family vacation with her and she has zero respect for anyone else.

One night she was up at way past 3 am blasting music, and didn’t turn it down even though I asked her politely. I also wouldn’t feel comfortable with her being in my house, unattended, after my BF and I leave for work.

So, my BF told her no, and they ended the call.

He was really upset with me, and made the choice to call her back and say she could stay over. In that amount of time, she found a place to stay.

This morning he woke up and was upset with me. I explained all my reasons for not wanting them to stay over. I know I should be kind and help people, and if it was an emergency, without a doubt I would help.

But it was an impulsive thing and they have plenty of family and friends that she could ask for help.