I feel like this is a common struggle for most of us in a relationship. While it’s not the end of the world, it would be nice to not be the only one cleaning, doing laundry, taking the trash out, tidying, etc.

He has the audacity to get mad at me for using a towel right after I shower (just barely even dressed yet) and putting it on my chair because it needs washed. He said he couldn’t dry his hands. Meanwhile, there are fresh and clean towels under the sink. Who put them there? Me.

Our agreement since we moved in together years ago was since I hate cooking, he cooks, he hates cleaning, I clean. Well, that’s not working out because he doesn’t cook enough, maybe once a week or two.

Of course, I’ve brought this up when we communicate, but being told “if you want something done, ask me and I’ll do it” isn’t enough. I’m not someone’s mother, no one likes to nag, and no one likes to be nagged. It’s not fun for either party. Just do the thing. If you’re an adult, you should know if something is messy and if you have a minute, tidy up, right? You shouldn’t need a manager.

We were out of laundry detergent so I asked if he can order more. There are two laundry baskets in our room full of his clothes that haven’t been put away in 2 weeks. I hate putting away clothes too but we only have so much space in this room.

He collects two laundry baskets from the room and brings them to me. … I’m studying right now. There are clothes sitting in our dryer. How does it not cross your mind to put our clothes in a basket before you bring them to me so I do it? It’s okay, you go play the drums and I’ll stop studying to put clothes in a basket.

I’m a musician too so that’s not a problem, but holy can you please prioritize and be somewhat considerate.

Here are what netizens think:

• I’m a big believer in my partner not asking to help in his own home. This is a shared space, and the cleaning is a shared task. One thing I learned is to stop being angry in silence and hope they notice and make a change. Be loud about it. Stop cleaning, let the chaos build up. You’re not a house wife, you’re his partner. Until he starts treating you like one, don’t give in.

• I stopped cleaning and now I live in a dust filled, dirty flat

• This feels like reading my own thoughts out loud. Like, I love the man but damn, I need a break from being the only one to do any chores.

A couple of days ago my wife had a dream where I cheated on her and later leaving her to live with the other woman. She told me about her dream in the morning, clearly distressed. Trying to defuse the situation, I decided to create a funny origin story of the girl I was seeing in her dream. I named her Barney (like the purple dinosaur), and no one actually has this name in SG and I thought it added volume and certain mystery and funny to her character.

The next day I posted a funny comment on a Facebook page, and received a Haha reaction from a user named Barney. I thought it was hilarious and showed it to my wife, who promptly sent me to sleep on the sofa and accuse me of cheating.

This is ridiculous for getting blame for a stupid dream she had. The worse part of this, the person who commented was a guy…

What should I do? She refuses to speak to me.

Here are what netizens think:

• Tell your wife to grow up, tell her you dream she cheating with a purple dinosaur see how she reacts

• I once had a GF who dreamed I cheated on her. She got mad at me, because she claimed it meant I must be doing something to make her subconscious tell her that I was cheating. After we broke up (unrelated to the dream), I found out she had cheated on me several times.

• Normally when someone thinks that their parthner is cheating they are the ones who are cheating and I dare to say it is 90% of the time.

• I have dreams of my bf cheating on me all the time. I just wake up kinda sad and go cuddle him. Having super relastic feeling dreams suck but you can’t take it out on others. I feel the pain of it usually when I wake up but come to reality quickly and just go cuddle. What else is there to possibly do?

Trust your gut, always, even if it feels rude.

I was at a wedding being held at a hotel. I wanted to go back to my room, so I got on the elevator. A man jumped in with me at the last moment and got my attention.

I pretended not to notice. When I got to my floor, I got off, and he got off with me and walked behind me in the same direction.

I thought “Oh, don’t be silly, he is just a guest like you are”. When I got to my room, he paused, walked past me and stopped at the door next to mine, watching me.

I finally realized he probably was planning to push me into my room when I opened the door. Instead of fishing out my key, I knocked on the door and waited.

He also waited, pretending to fumble for a key. I knocked again, said “GEORGE? Are you still in there?”. I sighed and went back toward the elevator, and the man followed me back.

The doors opened, he got in, and I quickly backed out before the doors closed on him.

I reported him to the front desk. I think my quick thinking saved my life or at least saved me from being assaulted.

Trust your instincts. Always, always trust them.

I never thought I’d be able to say this. 5 years, $10,000+ in debt. Payday loans. unpaid contracts that became owed.

Throwing away piled up letters in the 100’s.

Not only have I overcome smoking addictions, and bad habits. I’m beyond out of debt, I can finally quit my job.

No full time work for a while, TIME to look for something I would like to do more. TIME to create new friendships, travel (soon, I hope) and do more stuff again.

I can reclaim my life, and become myself again. I can finally live without having to worry every waking minute of the day.

I’m at peace, and I could only do it because I lost someone who I now want to reach out to, but it’s not so simple.

Lifeworks in mysterious ways. The best thing is I was able to support some people I know by helping them through the month so far.

I wrote this letter to share with all Singaporeans out there who are struggling, sometimes life is more than just working every day. Everyone is so realistic that most people are unhappy no matter how much money they earn.

I know we are all wired or programmed to go to school at a certain age, then sooner or later work and finally getting pushed for marriage and grandchildren etc.

This actually inhibits our level of creativity and sometimes our happiness.

Sometimes, it’s important to take a step back and ask yourself what is the meaning of life or really makes you happy. If you’re chasing a dream of buying luxury just to show off you will never be happy no matter how much you earn.

The most excuse I heard is “cause I like it”. Most of the time it’s a lie and the worse thing is their lying to themselves.

So I am gay and I le other girls like me… I’m here in this country where gay rights are almost non existent and that also means no marriage rights yet! Most of my family is homophobic so I don’t tell them much about my life, I’ve come out to my parents but they didn’t take it well so I’ve stopped telling them anything

Now whenever there is any kind of family function every relative and every person in the party will make it a point to come and ask me what is my plans for marriage, I ask them why they so concerned and they be like I’m the youngest girl in the family it’s time you are 27 bla bla bla… for few instances I just changed the topic, but now it’s getting really annoying, now my answers are typically I don’t wanna get married, or why should I be married or I just ask them the pros of getting married and the last one I love when they struggle to find a proper answer

Anyways at a recent function one of my cousins (is like in her later 30s) asked me why I’m not deciding to get married, and if something is wrong with me (I kid you not she asked me this) and I asked her what does she mean by something being wrong with me… she said she recently saw my FB post where I was talking about gay rights and she thinks that I plan to “change my sides of interest” …. all I replied was how bad would it be if that happened? She said “you know you’re going to hell right if you change your sides” … oh my that was trigger point so i replied “oh ya! You’d know all about sins and going to hell, cause you’ve done a couple of them yourself (got pregnant before marriage .. not that I believe in all this but I was in a real Tit for Tat mood)

She got furious, stormed out went and complained to my parents about what a jerk I was and my parents and entire family have been calling me names!!!!

But how is it my fault when someone is like deliberately trying to trigger me!

I recently had one of the most absurd experiences I’ve ever had as a job applicant. I applied for a job that only paid a measly $2,800 a month. I was already sceptical about the salary, but I decided to give the company a chance and see what was up.

Little did I know that this would become one of the most ridiculous job interviews of my life. After I applied for the position, the company asked me to come in for an interview. This is not uncommon, so I thought nothing of it.

But then, things got strange. After my first interview, the company asked me to come in for a second interview. I was a bit taken aback but I figured that some companies like to be thorough in their hiring process.

But then, the company asked me to come in for a third interview. At this point, I was starting to get concerned. I had already spent a few hours of my time interviewing and I wondered what more they wanted to ask me.

It turns out, the company wanted me to come in for a third interview in order to “get to know me better”. I was a bit taken aback by this request. I mean, what more did they need to know about me? I had already shared a lot of information about myself during the previous two interviews.

At this point, I was feeling frustrated. I had already invested a lot of time in this process and the company was only offering a paltry salary. I was starting to think that this was a waste of my time.

However, I decided to go through with the third interview. It was a long and tedious process and I was starting to feel overwhelmed. After I finished the third interview, I was ready to leave and never look back.

But then, the company asked me to come in for one final interview. This was the last straw. I could not believe that a company was asking me to go through four rounds of interviews for a job that only paid $2,800 a month.

This is a ridiculous request and I am not alone in feeling this way. Many people who have gone through similar experiences have expressed the same sentiment. Companies should not expect applicants to go through multiple rounds of interviews for a job that pays such a low salary.

It is absurd to ask someone to spend so much time interviewing for a job that pays so little. Companies should be more considerate of the time and effort that job applicants put into the process and should offer a salary that is commensurate with the effort.

In the end, I decided to turn down the job. It was just not worth it to me to spend so much time and energy for a job that paid such a low salary. Companies should be more reasonable when it comes to the amount of effort they expect applicants to invest.