I’m 24 and I’m here at my boyfriend’s house shaking and crying. We agreed that I come to his house for some food and I told him that I’m gonna wake up early tomorrow so I’ll go to sleep earlier.

I got here at 20:00, his friends were here, ordered food, ate then I started getting ready for bed at around 22:30 to actually go to bed at 23:00. He then came upstairs like 10 minutes after eleven, started touching me. I didn’t say anything I just stopped his hand but he continued. He didn’t get the memo said “let me touch you a little”. As he was pulling down my undies I told him “but seriously please, I’d like to sleep”. He then said “I’m gonna effing do it myself then” in an angry voice and rolled over before crying like a baby.

The thing is that 2 days ago I had a breakdown and told him I wasn’t doing well mentally (he always tells me that I never initiate conversations about this stuff and I should, this time I did). I wasn’t really in the mood either for a while that’s true but tonights situation really upset me and I’m sitting downstairs on the couch and have no idea what to do.

I feel bad as it feels like taking candy away from a baby.

Am I wrong?

Here are what netizens think:

• go home and go to bed. you still need to wake up early.

• This at 27 and after you’ve directly expressed to him that you’re not in a good space for it and you need to wake up early. He needs to date his hand.

• Anyone who gets angry at you for saying no to doing it is not someone you want to be with. You aren’t his toy that he can just use whenever he’s in the mood. Disgusting. I cannot imagine my partner being this uncaring towards me.

• Someone throwing a fit when you’re tired and struggling mentally or any other time you say no is a red flag. He’s selfish and immature and he doesn’t get to punish you for saying no. No means no. You don’t get to be forced or abused because someone is horny. That’s sick and selfish.

I don’t want to care for my autistic brother when my parents die. He just turned 18 and my parents are starting to make plans. I can’t bring myself to tell them.

I have pretty much been told since I was a young child that I’d be in charge of caring for my younger brother when I’m older.

My parents have always been very against putting him in a home but he can’t live independently. My mom’s dream is that I’ll live in a big enough house where he can live, so he’ll have some independence but I’ll still be there.

Also, I wanna travel and raise my own kids, she just wants me to take my brother along for all of this.

Growing up, I was expected to sacrifice whatever I needed to in order to make my brother happy. There was one time when he wanted to wear my shirt because it was purple, I didn’t wanna trade shirts because his was too small and didn’t cover me properly.

I was in that awkward puberty phase of wearing training bras and was worried people would see it if I put on (his) white shirt. My mom made us switch shirts, and I cried the rest of the time we were out because my stomach and training bra were both visible.

That’s just the tip of the iceberg.

He just turned 18, and my parents want to start making formal arrangements.

I don’t want to take care of my brother. I spent my teen years resenting him, I just want to have a life that isn’t dependent on what he can and can’t do; I did that for 18 years and it was hell.

I don’t know how to tell my family. My parents have supported me financially while I’ve gone through school. I can’t afford for them to take their money back right now.

They would kill me now if I suggested putting him in a home. I feel stuck and I have absolutely no idea what to do.

My sister is severely autistic. She requires attention almost 24/7 and cannot be left alone. She is non-verbal and cannot take care of herself at all. Despite the fact that she is only 12 she is extremely destructive and violent and destroys anything she gets her hands on.

I hate her. That should be wrong to say but it doesn’t feel like it.

I was only 6 years old when she was born and since then i’ve never solely had my parents attention. Even since I can remember the world has revolved around her. I was moved out of my room into the basement at 7 because she needed to be in the room next to my parents. All of my toys as a child were destroyed by her and my parents simply ignored me when I complained. Even when I was 14 and she destroyed a mac my school gave me I was in the wrong.

Along with this I am expected to take care of her and drop everything I do for her. I can never make plans with friend because my parents “expect” me to be there if they need me to take care of her. Even when I do somehow get time to myself I am required to leave if they need me. If i do not then I am punished. The recent example of this is when I went to see a movie, and was “scolded” because i turned my phone off in the theater.

It seems as if I am nothing more than a slave to them and anything involving her simply overshadows me. This last week I was chosen to give a speech at a school event. I was so excited and my parents promised to be there, but they never showed and claimed it was because of my sister. Anytime anything like this happens for me they are to busy with her.

I’ve held this in for so long and it finally spilled out today. While talking about future schools with my father, he joked that I should get a degree that pays well so when their gone I can take care of my sister. I don’t know why but this caused me to break down. I cried and screamed about how it always about her. I’m nothing more than a caretaker to them, that they always make it about her and that I’m expected to be her “slave” for the rest of my life.

I’ve locked myself in my room since then and my parents have not come to check on me. Am i the asshole here?

A netizen shared how he told his sister that it was her fault that her son is being tormented by other kids at his school.

Here is the story:

So my 7-year-old nephew is an awesome boy and I love him to death. He is a pretty smart kid but has a pretty obvious speech impediment.

He talks pretty similarly to his 3-year-old cousin. for example, he says yeyyo instead of yellow, gween instead of green. He sounds pretty child-like compared to other children his age.

If you don’t know my nephew, you’d probably have a harder time understanding. It often frustrates him to repeat himself while we try to understand.

I really want my sister to get him help. I have suggested speech therapy for years. This obviously affects him negatively.

After the holidays, he’s back in school. He’s been getting targeted by an older kid since the first week of school, who calls him a baby.

And I’m certain the speech issue is why. I’ve also heard of an incident happening at school where the kid kept asking “are you sure this kid is older than me?” Over and over.

It breaks my heart and makes me furious at my sister who has never once tried to get him help. She doesn’t even try to correct or coach him at home. His father is out of the picture so it’s really up to her.

My sister was yet again crying about him getting targeted at school. And I told her I’m not sure why she’s upset considering it’s 100% her fault that he is getting bullied.

We’ve known this is an issue since he was 4. Now our mom is involved and angry at me because “if I’m implying that it’s her fault, I’m suggesting that he deserves to be tormented at school”.

It’s such a sensitive issue in our family but nobody seems to want to do ANYTHING to help.

She was my boss. We never did anything though because of our job positions within the company and dating is pretty much a huge no-no for them. I’ve worked for her for over 6 years. Been in love for 2 years. We got to know each other on personal levels. Not gonna lie there were lots of times where we almost wanted to say “f it” but we knew it couldn’t get to that yet. I’ve never connected with anyone the way I have with her.

She’s this strong, compassionate, funny and loving person. Not just with me but with all my other ex-coworkers. Everyone loves her. I just happened to fall in love.

Last week was my last week. Got a job offer somewhere else.

She organized a little goodbye party with everyone else on our lunch break. Soon as the day was over I asked her out to dinner and she said yes without hesitation!!!

It sucks we won’t see each other every day but it was so worth it to finally hold her hand and kiss her. She told me she’s wanted this for a long time, and what can I say, when it’s a really great date you don’t want the time to end. Best night of my life lol. We woke up together, went out for breakfast. And agreed on spending the day tomorrow. I’m just so happy right now.

Have had a huge smile on my face all day, I’m excited for this future.

Here are what netizens think:

• This post made my heart flutter! and you got me smiling, too! you both sound like amazing people. i am so happy for you and i wish all the best for the two of you, you’ve got a stranger rooting for you! thank you for sharing.

• Congrats! I know you’re thrilled and k. The moment and you should be , but also pat yourself on the back for being patient and cognizant for so long , those are super desirable qualities in a long term partner. I’m gonna do a shot for you. Legend.

• One day I hope to find a love like this. I’m very happy for you and hope that you both find joy and fulfillment in the future! Congrats on the new girl and the new job

My boss just asked me not to wear my normal pants to work and I’ve never been angrier

I wear normal pants to work. Our dress code is business casual, and I have gotten myself sized by a reputable tailor. All my slacks and chinos are from normal brands and are normal/relaxed fit.

However yesterday my boss called me into her office and told me I would no longer be allowed to wear the pants I normally wear to the office and would have to wear something “less revealing”.

Apparently, my “bulge” is inappropriate for the workplace. I have normal-size genitals. I actually measured it to make sure I wasn’t crazy, and I’m pretty close to the average.

Would a woman with a large chest be told she can’t wear anything but baggy clothes? Would she be told by her boss that she must wear nothing but restrictive sports bras to work?

I doubt it, especially in my work place where women two seats down from me wear far more provocative clothing than my damn slacks.

I asked her “what should I wear instead? These are my size” and she said “just go buy something looser or get a bigger size”.

I’m not rebuying my entire collection of work pants. Go ahead and report me to HR, lets see them try and fire me for having too much bulge.

To clarify, I’m aware that women have been told to “cover up” quite a bit in the workplace. I’m not dismissing that, just highlighting the very visible double standard of bodily expression in my own workplace.

Editor’s note: Wear a skirt and see what they say

My fiance and I have been together for five years. He’s the love of my life and I literally can’t imagine being without him. So the thought of doing this is making my stomach roll.

He was adopted and neither he nor his parents knew much about his medical history. A few weeks ago, he met his biological brother for the first time and found out that his birth father had passed from Huntington’s disease.

There’s a 50% chance that my fiance also has the genetic defect that causes Huntington’s, but he refuses to get tested.

It’s not the disease I’m scared of, it’s the not knowing. If we know he’ll get it, we can prepare financially, practically, and emotionally. He says a positive test result will hold him back from living his life, but I feel like it’s the opposite. How can we live with this giant maybe looming over us? How can I make smart decisions on where to live, how to budget, or even whether or not to have biological children with this man if I’m not allowed to have all the facts?

So, I’ve come to the decision that I have to break it off. I respect his decision, but I can’t understand or accept it.

I have literally no one I can talk to about this because it’s his secret and not mine to tell.

I just want to clarify a few things up here:

1. I would not leave him if he tested positive for the defect. I would not leave him if he got sick. I just want to plan for us to be able to afford the best life and care for him if he does – which means we’d have to start immediately.
2. I don’t want or need ‘perfect’ children. That isn’t realistic. But it is possible to avoid them being subjected to a 50/50 chance of having this disease. Of course there are alternative options, but again: they involve preparation and planning. I’m more than willing to take a full genetic panel as well.
3. Yes one or both of us could get cancer, or permanently disabled in an accident, or any other number of things. But I’ve come to learn that you can’t plan for every unpredictable thing life throws at you – this is the rare occasion that we do have the opportunity to prepare.
4. Essentially it comes down to the fact that we’re incompatible, regardless of how much we love each other. I’m a planner and he’s very laid back. Until now, these traits have complemented each other, but unfortunately they’ve brought us to an impasse that I don’t think we can both move forward from happily.

My girlfriend confessed to cheating on me so I lied and told her I cheated on her

My(25m) girlfriend(26) confessed to cheating on me last night, so I told her I’ve been cheating the whole time we’ve been together. I had my suspicions that she’s been cheating as she’s been staying out late and just acting strange in general.

Well, when she made her big announcement I replied by saying I’ve been cheating on her for the entirety of our relationship, which isn’t true.

I told her I’ve been sleeping with 1 other woman consistently and this drove her absolutely insane – like I genuinely thought she was going to do someone rash, like slash my tires or something.

But no, she just screamed at me and demanded to know who she was. She went on to say she only cheated once and she was completely inebriated when it happened as if that someone absolves her of any wrongdoing. The audacity.

well anyways, I broke up with her and threw her out of my house. I then proceeded to invite the boys over for a gathering.

All in all, it was a hilarious experience. I know it’s not a crazy story, but I thought it was funny enough to share.

Netizens’ comments

1. You have to imply it was one of her friends but don’t tell her who.
2. I am always amazed at people who get upset when they say they cheated but get upset when they find out they were cheated on too…why would they care? They obviously do not care enough about the other to stay faithful
3. Eh…now in her mind her cheating was justified and she thinks you’re trash so no big loss. I would have preferred just breaking up with her and letting her live with the regret she lost a great guy.