Married w/ 3 Adult kids. All employed and moved out. Six months ago, 24-year-old single Daughter asked to move back home for a year to help save for an apartment. We agreed and charged her only a small rent (that I planned to give back if she met her savings goals).

My wife and I went on a staycation. My daughter, without our knowledge, held a party at the house. Upon return, we noted items in the house damaged or missing. My daughter admitted to what happened and committed to paying for damaged/stolen items.

I was upset and felt the privacy and sanctity of ‘my castle’ was violated. It made me sick to my stomach that strangers I didn’t know were in my house and pilfered through my stuff. I got over it and we moved on. However, I made it very clear to my daughter that NO VISITORS were allowed in our house in the future unless we were present and/or approved in advance.

Fast Forward to the Holidays. After Christmas, my wife and I went on another 3-day staycation.

Prior to leaving, I installed a wireless ‘nanny-cam’ device in the living room that is hooked up to the internet. I did it on my own without advising my wife and daughter – Kind of like a ‘Trust-but-Verify’ situation.

After a day, I logged into the camera about 9:00 PM and although there wasn’t a party going on, my daughter had a guy in the house engaging in an activity I can’t unsee. I quickly turned the computer off and told my wife…..

She accused me of violating my daughter’s trust and dignity. She immediately called my daughter and advised that I was ‘spying’ on her – and our mini-getaway devolved into a series of mean-spirited comments and silent treatment. Upon our return home, my daughter was in the process of moving out, and without getting into specifics, I’m apparently the equivalent of poop.

In my defense, what I saw for all of 5 seconds was not expected on my part. Our daughter wasn’t in a relationship or even dating. Further, she violated my explicit rule of not having guests over….and there was only a single camera that covered the living room – not an area where there is normally an expectation of privacy.

Although it’s embarrassing all around, I don’t think I am wrong. I believe I was within my rights to protect and surveillance my house in the manner that I did. Wife’s position is that I had no right to put a camera in the living room without her knowledge, and daughter’s position is that if she knew about the camera, she wouldn’t have invited anyone over, but nevertheless believes she did nothing wrong, as she was a rent-paying adult, and was entitled to have a single person over, and what I did was a gross invasion of her privacy.

For the record…I didn’t pass judgment. Daughter is a mature adult and could have engaged in whatever legal activity she chose – Just not in my house involving another person.

So here I am just over a week later, looking for the opinion of strangers on the internet? Am I wrong?

Discovering that my friends introduced me to my girlfriend as a joke was a profound shock, compounded by the revelation that they had all slept with her in the past. I find myself in a state of disbelief, uncertain about the appropriate course of action.

I am currently 22 years old and have been in a relationship with my girlfriend, also 22, for a duration of four years. These years have undoubtedly constituted the most meaningful and cherished period of my life. She possesses a unique charm.

Her sense of humor is nothing short of remarkable, frequently spreading laughter to those around her. As an artist, she showcases an immense creative talent that never fails to astound me.

One of the most remarkable aspects of her personality is her unceasingly happy outlook. She radiates positivity, and her outgoing nature ensures that she is the life of every gathering.

But wow, it’s been so amazing being with her. My friends introduced me to her when we all graduated from school, and we immediately bonded.

We’re both into comics, anime, marvel/DC, dungeons and dragons – we had so much in common, we just because super close very quickly.

The fact we had so much in common made it easy for us to spend time together, going to conventions, anime events, game tournaments, superhero films – this all of course led to us officially becoming a couple, and the rest is history.

My parents also are in love with her, which is honestly the cherry on top. It’s nice to see my be so welcoming towards my girlfriend, although they’ve gotten a little protective towards her like parents lol.

I plan to propose to my girlfriend later this year, as we always joke about getting married, having a weird geeky wedding & starting a family – and I really want that so much, so proposing to her is my main goal of 2022. Fingers crossed she says yes! I really hope so.

Now this is where my friends come in. I have 3 close friends of mine, friends I grew up with. We all split up a few months after school, they left to further their studies so right now we all either just talk through zoom chat or I go visit them once in a while. I decided to be close to family and my girlfriend. Well I told my friends that I plan to propose to ashley, that I’m believe I’m 100% ready to start a family with her & how excited I am to see how it goes. They kept asking if was serious, even calling me a dumbass. They really were going at it with me, quite roughly. I just figured they hated the idea of marriage, so I ignored their comments. That’s when they told me the truth, and holy crap the proof they had made it even worse.

They all said they met my girlfriend 8 years ago at midnight bowling, they met her through a friend of theirs that invited her that night.

I don’t know this other friend at all, so I can’t say who it is. That’s how they all met, they thought she was hot and cool so they stayed in contact with her.

After that my friends still continued hanging out with my girlfriend, playing video games, anime – and of course, bedroom activities. They told me they’ll “pass her around the group” for fun, and that’s practically why they were friends with her.

They kept using the word cheap, which crawled into my skin in such a negative way. So pretty much they just kept my girlfriend around for intercourse, all 3 of my close friends have slept her plenty of times.

This lasted a good portion of school, but of course I didn’t know my girlfriend at this time cause she attended another school.

They decided they’ll introduce her to me because they wanted to see if I can also “get lucky”, that it was all a joke to see if I can also end up sleeping with her.

I didn’t believe any of it, but my heart completely shattered when they showed proof from instgram messages. It was nothing inappropriate like pics or anything, they just showed me that they all indeed keep in contact with her in the past.

And you know what they did? They made me the “dumb guy” and made all this a joke. They said I’m a dumbass for dating her, that I should’ve known better.

They didn’t expect me to date her at all, that my girlfriend was going to act “slutty” towards but they were surprised she didn’t. How the hell am I suppose to have known better? Friends introducing friends to a boy/girl is a normal thing, that’s how i interpreted all of this.

Also I had no idea about their history with my girlfriend, so them saying “I should’ve known better” is ridiculous. I didn’t see my girlfriend as an object like them, I saw her a friend that I ended up falling in love with.

She treated me very kindly, comforted me whenever I was sad, told me how much she loved me – we fell for each other, It wasn’t just intercourse.

The only reason my friends told me this was because they think me getting married to her is “too far”, so they expected me knowing the truth would lead to me dumping her. “She’s too cheap man, just let her go” one of my friends said.

I just got off the chat, and they’ve been sending me non-stop texts ever since. I haven’t replied, I don’t feel like talking to my friends at the moment.

I approached my girlfriend about this, and I instantly regretted it. She broke down completely, which I’ll admit kinda teared me up. I’ve never seen her panic so much, she was freaking out as if someone died.

She kept apologizing, telling me she’s never slept with anyone else while with me & saying she didn’t know about the joke my friends were doing. She told me my friends simply invited her to hang out, and during the hang out they introduced her to me. That’s how it all went, she says she wasn’t aware of a “plan” or anything.

“You probably think I’m cheap, right?” Is what she kept saying, which just hurt me to hear. She told me she loved me, that to please just ignore my “friends” to to not break up with her. I just told her I loved her as well, and that what I know doesn’t change my feelings towards her.

She still thinks I’m going to break up with her, which I won’t ever do. I just kept her in my arms, that’s all I could do. I didn’t want her panicking, so I just comforted her.

I’ve been with this incredible girl for 4 years, created beautiful memories with her & I’m not going to let what my friends have said to me ruin what I have with her.

I’m not mad at my girlfriend, why should I be mad? She didn’t do anything wrong, her past is her past & it’s not of my business.

Who she sleeps with is none of my concern, my feelings towards her haven’t changed – I love her with all my heart, i always will. I’m mad at my so-called friends, because one being they’re taking all of this as a joke, speaking of my girlfriend awfully – and the other being that this all started as a little joke between them.

They didn’t have good intentions when they introduced me to ashely, they simply “passed her to me” thinking I was going to treat her like a toy or a piece of meat.

I’m just shocked, that’s what I am. This whole thing has been mentally stressing me out, and I wish I didn’t know about it.

I love my girlfriend, but I’ll admit the thought of her with my friends hurts me. I’ve cut all contact with my “friends” these past couple of days, I’ve been ignoring their calls and texts – and there’s a ton of them. I just don’t know what to do, I really don’t.

Also the thought of my girlfriend immediately sleeping with my friends kinda bugs me, because me and her took it slow. Maybe she did care about me compared to my friends, and didn’t want to hop straight into bed.

I also think this because even my friends said she didn’t act “slutty” towards me, that she actually cared about me. You see, these are the stupid thoughts I’m getting in my head & I hate it.

I’m personally still going to propose to my girlfriend, I’m not leaving her. I plan to cut contact with my friends and simply focus on my future. If any of you have any advice to share, I’ll greatly appreciate it. I definitely need to relax my mind, that’s for sure.

I hate being a woman. I don’t hate having the external physical appearance, but having a uterus feels like such a fucking burden. I’m only 19, I know, but intimacy with men never feels safe.

I never feel like I fully own my body, I have to sacrifice my autonomy to chance (even tho I’m on birth control that 1% still terrifies me).

I want to remove this burden from my body. I want to own myself. I feel bad for hating kids, especially when there are people in my life who love them, I feel bad for hating everything about pregnancy.

I had a nightmare where I was looking into the mirror and I was suddenly pregnant and looking at my pregnant belly. I don’t think it’s normal to hate having a uterus this much.

I got my period when I was 12! I WAS A CHILD WHEN I COULD START HAVING KIDS. My body doesn’t fucking care, it’s betraying me.

I get so distressed about this I feel like I can’t breathe.

I was feeling really low and out of control of my body when I wrote this. I wanted to say that I don’t actually hate children, they simply remind me of my own anxieties around pregnancy and hatred of my body—which of course is not their fault!

Also I wanted to say that you don’t have to be a woman to have these feelings. anyone of any gender can feel this way about their uterus. I really appreciate all of y’all and relate to many of you deeply.

My sister’s financial situation is incredibly challenging, beyond any reasonable understanding.

To be honest, my sister’s life is quite chaotic. I can’t think of a single family member who likes her husband, and she became pregnant with him at the age of 18, which led her to drop out of school.

However, I’ve always believed in the principle of not meddling in someone else’s affairs if it doesn’t directly concern me. That was my mindset until our parents guilt-tripped me into assisting her with managing her finances, mainly because I work in the field of financial technology, and they are clueless about what it truly involves.

Over the past two weeks, I’ve been dedicating my time to helping my sister and her husband navigate their challenging financial circumstances. She is currently working part-time, putting in just 8 hours a week, while her husband earns a modest income of around $1,800 as a cleaner.

They are under a mortgage for a home they cannot afford, have 2 kinds with a third on the way, and neither of them seems to have any motivation to try and find better jobs to pay off their loans despite this being a worker’s economy at the moment.

Despite all this though, until 2 days ago I thought they could at least pull their heads above water. The only debts that they told me they had were the mortgage and a single credit card.

I helped them a few hours over the weekends but noticed that something was not adding up at all. They refused to show me raw bank statements, giving me rough estimates for outgoing charges or edited statements to “help me understand their account better.”

I knew they were both lying to me and I told them last Saturday I’m done helping them unless they’re honest with me. Sister finally fessed up and told me they were hiding debts and loans from me because “she was embarrassed” and “didn’t want mom and dad to know how bad it was.”

I was annoyed but told her to give me EVERYTHING and let me look over it this week alone to come in this weekend with an actual strategy to help out.

Folks, dumb and dumber are roughly 115 thousand dollars in debt between them. This does not include their mortgage and loans after loans.

Some of the highlights include:

• 6 maxed-out credit cards
• a handful of debts I cannot figure out where they got them from
• a car loan that they can’t afford
• other miscellaneous loans

I don’t know how in gods good name these two have survived this long. They bleed over a thousand dollars a month just paying the minimums on all this and have been living off credit cards for probably a long time.

My brother-in-law asked me if I had taken a look at what they sent me last night. He said he was excited to hear my “silver bullet strategy” while I downed shot after shot of whisky reading this nightmare they’ve involved me in.

There is no silver bullet, these two are doomed. I’m not going over Saturday. I’m gonna tell them to find a bankruptcy lawyer and hope they survive whatever process comes from that.

Not my monkey, not my circus.

I grew up in a very strict family never had any interaction with other females in school or outside, and I dealt with my sadness by overeating.

Eventually I made it into unvicersity but I became fat and ugly, and I felt hopeless about my virginity so I just decided to lose it to a prostitute.

It felt really good and I wanted more, because I saw no need to improve myself and pay for dates only to get ghosted, I can just hire a prostitute and cut out all the unnecessary bullsht and get laid straight away.

It was how my addition began.

6 years later and I’ve slept with at least 250 women, at one point I was seeing at least 2 or 3 a week, one at a nearby massage parlor and then whoever was available.

Of those 250ish I’d say at least half were without a condom (hated the feel of them and the normal ones were a bit too tight) and I always finished inside. I’d get tested every 3 months and it still amazes me that I never caught anything.

After about 6 years I had a regular that I’d usually see once a week, we’d always over-run our time and chat away afterwards.

She’d describe the house and business she was building back home, how she sends most of her money back to her family and that her plan was to only do this work for another year or so before going back home permanently.

She’d always ask why a nice guy like me didn’t have a girlfriend, I’d point to my belly and we’d laugh. Perhaps it was out of pity, but we began to hang out and she’d never ask for payment. We’d go back to her home and just hang, play games and have a drink.

I began to develop feelings perhaps, or realized that what I wanted wasn’t intercourse necessarily but a relationship. We talked about it and I decided to stop seeing her, I cancelled all my accounts and decided to work on myself.

8 years later and I’ve lost all the weight, become somewhat attractive and got married to a woman I met at a bookshop. We talked about past relationships and I told her I’d only ever been with 2 women. I’ve opened my heart to her and she knows all my secrets, but this is something I’ll take to my grave.

I always did the full-screen tests and before we started dating we both got tested for her peace of mind, nothing has ever appeared. I always used a fake name, a burner phone and I look significantly different now.

What prompted me to make this post is that I decided to look up the regular girl I used to see, not out of a need to cheat but curiosity. She’s still working sadly and I decided not to reach out. With this though, at least my secret is out.

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.

Extremely pissed off whenever I hear my bf complain about his manager. He works in telesales and his boss is a selfish and toxic woman who wouldn’t even allow her team to get off work on time.

The contract states 9am to 6pm but try leaving at 6pm? She will call you and immediately speak with a hostile tone asking you how much sales you hit the day and why you left early. He can make 300 calls a day and still be scolded when he leaves at 6pm.

They are not required to work on Sat, they can if they want to, but if he doesn’t turn up, his manager will call him AGAIN and ask him “then your sales target how to hit?!” I’ve heard her tone of speaking over the speaker so many times I have the urge to storm her office and slap her.

When my bf wanted to take leave for his vaccination cos there were only weekday slots left, the first thing she asked was “if you take leave then the sales how?” when he said “but vaccination lei” she replied “your sales numbers lei?” wtf?? I heard that his colleague wanted to take leave for her wedding but the manager didn’t allow too, the lady ended up resigning immediately. Whenever he wanted to take leave or mc, his manager will say something or scold him, not allowing him to take. Isn’t he entitled to his leave?

Once, he didn’t make calls for 1 hour because he was busy calculating stuff and noting down customer details for processing and his manager whatsapped the group chat to humiliate him and ask him what was he doing, even looped him and the higher-ups in an email thread to ask him what was he doing in that 1 hour.

Oh not just that, he even has to clock what time he goes to the toilet and what time he comes back.

What kind of toxic manager is this? I thought it was the company at first, but turns out only his manager is like this, other sales teams can leave on time and don’t have to head back on sat.

Imagine you having to rely on your team for your own livelihood but you treat them like dogs, what kind of human does this?

If I could expose her name and company I would send it to all the media outlets in Singapore, but sadly, I can’t because Idw to harm my bf.

Any HR persons or people well-versed in the employment practices know if such behaviour is considered illegal? I actually think there are many loopholes and grey areas so even if I report, MOM can’t do anything. I really wanna report her and get her fired.

Here are what employees think:

• Every employee has rights to complain if any practices is not according to company policy. Working extra hrs or days doesnt mean u have extra sales. Time to find other job
  
• Telesales are in demand, very difficult to hire. Pls ask him to resign, its easy to find other jobs
  
• 1. Plan to resign

2. Get your bf team to all resign at once (without prior notice).. leave her hanging, alone and confused. (BLOCK HER)

3. Her superiors will begin to question and evaluate her.. and this will be the beginning of her downfall ( her reputation as well)

4. The longer she works there, the more she looks like a fool among the team leaders

Speaking from experience, and yes this is the best revenge. All the best..

I’m married with 3 kids and all the normal stress that comes with work, bills and having a low income. It’s been months since my wife and I last got intimate.

Between the kids, work and general stress neither of us have really had the time or urge.

But…

On Saturday my Mum is having the kids for the night. We’ve booked a hotel in the centre of town so we can go out for a meal and drinks then head back to the hotel.

We’re both so excited to have some actual adult time. We’ve both been super eager since we’ve booked and it’s like we’re both just trying to keep a lid on it until we can just go wild on Saturday.

She has no idea that I’ve gone and ordered some viagra and a little toy, and I’m going to bang her brains out all night.

As God is my witness I will give her the best night she’s ever had! I love my wife so much and she’s smoking hot and I WILL BANG HER BRAINS OUT!

That is all

Netizens’ comments

• Bro, you should be writing cards for Hallmark.

• Damn, that was a beautiful poem homie.

I gave a guy a sloppy bj at a party/gathering with alcohol and people could hear (f19)

So at the weekend I went to a gathering with my friends and I met a boy there. We started talking and then as the night went on we got really close.

I was really drunk and he had his arms around me so I started grinding on him, then after that we sneaked off and made out for ages on a sofa.

We went back out for a while still being super touchy with one another. It was late at this point and I decided I was going to stay over, and around 4am it started to die down so we went to the guest room.

We found a sofa to sleep on and I lay beside him on it. He turned off the lights and we started making out again.

There was a room beside us with double doors and people on the other side who I assumed were passed out so we started getting touchy again.

He asked me to blow him so I did, we tried to keep the noise down but we were in that drunk state where you’re trying to but don’t have any awareness.

I was giggling and stuff, and he was moaning while I finished him off. The kissing sounds from me blowing him were probably really noticeable too.

I discovered in the morning that sound travels pretty clearly through the doors as they don’t shut fully. My friend who was one of the people who slept in the room beside us said she couldn’t sleep and so could hear everything. Talk about embarrassing.

It was really embarrassing because there were people I was talking to just a few hours before in the other room, who heard the sounds that we were making inside the room.