I moved to my current condo back in September last year, and haven’t had any issues with the next-door neighbor until this past weekend.

I went to take out the trash one night, and when I came back, the guy knocked on our door to ask us to close the door more gently.

Fair enough, it was around 9PM, and while our door has a door closer (the hydraulic arm thing) and closes gently, there is a bit of a rattle sound at the end.

I understand how that can be a bit annoying when you’re trying to get ready for bed, so we’ve been pretty careful about it on late evenings. (Our doors are in arm’s reach without stepping out of the unit itself)

Just days later, when my wife came home from work around 7PM, she let the door naturally close, causing that minor rattling.

Seconds later, the guy comes out, starts cursing, punching the walls, slamming his feet loudly, and pacing back and forth in front of our unit for a good 2 minutes. My wife was terrified and didn’t dare open the door, but recorded some footage through the peephole.

I added some cushioning on the door frame to further minimize the rattling, so hopefully we don’t have any more of this.

However, I do want some advice from people who had similar experiences on what actions I can take in case his hostile attitude continues for other reasons.

To add, we don’t play any loud music or invite friends over for parties or anything like that, and are generally very quiet.

This is the 4th house I’ve moved to in Singapore, but it’s my first time having problems with a neighbor like this.

Netizens’ comments

• If he’s punching walls and cursing, I’ll definitely let condo management know cos it sounds like your wife’s safety was threatened

• the hydraulic sensitivity can adjust. there’s two adjusters. one for each part of the door it slowly closes.

you can adjust it bit by bit to make the door close itself at the right speed. or you can even tighten it so it doesn’t even close at all lol

I didn’t know I was his rebound till he ghosted me. I was seeing this guy for a few months. He was a model and very good looking.

He was a friend of my schoolmate. I regret getting together with him too soon else I would have noticed something wasn’t right. He pursued me not long after we first met. He bought me flowers and chocolates and cute stuff during that time. I really thought he liked me. He brought me to meet his family and friends and I let him meet my family too. He even talked about getting a pair of couple rings but I refused. I wanted to wait till we reach our first year anniversary or a special occasion. But he surprised me with a simple ring for me to wear anyway. I felt what we had was so intense.

A few more months into the relationship he mentioned he needed to meet his ex to settle some issues because they share a pet and she can’t keep the pet anymore. He told me about his ex when I asked but I guess I asked the wrong questions. I didn’t know he broke up with her just weeks before meeting me. Then weeks past, he started to contact me less. He took longer to reply me. Once he arranged to meet me and failed to show up. I was worried because he was uncontactable. I actually thought he got into an accident and called a mutual friend.

Only to find out he was with that mutual friend. He told me he forgot about our date and asked me to go home. He didn’t even say sorry to me. He said he needed a few days to himself. I waited a week and called his phone because he was not responding to my texts. A girl picked up his call. I was furious. I asked if she was his ex. She said no, she’s someone else. He can’t even be bothered to tell me it’s over.

I kept wondering what did I do wrong. I felt so lost for a while. I managed to slowly get over it and started to feel happy again. I even started to meet other people and had put him in the past until he texted me. He wanted to meet. I told him to leave me alone and blocked him.

Just when I’m happy again why is he back? I feel I am back to the day when he made another person tell me it’s over. He used me. Why is he doing this to me? Please don’t buy a girl a ring and get a middleman to break up with her. It’s hurtful and disgusting and plain horrible.

Back in 2003, I was 8 years old. Our family had just moved into a new home. I was wide awake. It was practically past midnight, and I was laying in my bed.

For you to understand this story better, I’ll have to explain how the room was like.

So, I had my bed at the end of the room below the windows. and at the other side was the door. Next to the door was a walk in closet, both doors of the closet had mirrors on them.

They were pretty big, I’d say it covered 75% of the wall. So I could see my own reflection when I was on my bed.

Anywho, as I laid there, waiting for me to fall asleep. I felt something grab my leg, like a big hand violently grabbing my leg, then pulling me out of bed.

As soon as this happened, I began screaming and held the headboard of the bed so to not get completley pulled away.

As this was going on, I guess my brother was also awake because he heard my screams. He tried opening my door but couldn’t get in.

And in my house, there is a rule: Never lock any door. So it was unlocked, but for some reason he couldn’t open it.

He yelled out to my mother and father. While they were getting up I was still struggling and holding onto the headboard.

When I looked back, I saw the reflection of myself on the closet doors. There was a huge, black arm coming from under my bed, grabbing my leg and pulling me. As soon as I saw that, I screamed louder.

When my parents finally reached the door to my room, they were able to open it, the hand let go and went under the bed.

They turned on the lights and asked me what was going on. I told them what went down, but obviously it was swept aside with a bad dream. Even though I was clearly awake.

After this day, I grabbed the mattress and put it on the floor. I was not going to sleep on beds that had spaces under them, afraid of this to occur again.

My brother believed me because I showed him the bed frame, there were 3 scratch marks on the side where the arm came out.

Mind you, the bed was new, my dad had them set up the night we arrived. He knew I couldn’t have done that to it.

I just bare ass farted directly on my husband’s crotch after he fell asleep spooning me.

I know if he were awake he would be grossed out. I have terrible gas right now. I selfishly did not want to move from this comfy position.

I feel kinda guilty about it and at the same time I find it hilarious.

Normally I am all about fart etiquette (fartiquette) and I will get up and move to a different location to fart and spare the people around me the agony.

I got lazy and figured what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him… I just let out another one before the end of this post. It was loud and I am shocked it didn’t wake him, however, he was stirred enough to roll over.

Thanks for reading my confession.

Netizens’ comments

• Gas is expensive bottle it up and sell it

• My gf does this literally every day. Whether I’m asleep or not

• Every cutie with a booty has to tootie

• I would have zero problems (not that i would in general, i think farts are hilarious) with that if i had someone to spoon in exchange

• My other half farted on me in his sleep a few night ago and said ooooooh that’s nice. It gave me a giggle. I would do the same to keep that lovely comfy spoon.

My husband has always been very health conscious. He exercises religiously and is careful about the things he eats. When we first got married (5 years ago) and moved in together it was hard for me to adjust to his lifestyle but I slowly adopted his habits so it was fine.

However, I’m currently 5 months pregnant and all I want to do is eat junk. We already have a toddler and if I eat something, our toddler wants it too. My husband wants our toddler to eat only healthy foods, which was never realistic in my opinion as to when he’s around other children he will naturally want to try some of the not so healthy food they’re eating.

So, if I’m having a snack and my son asks for some I usually give it to him. My husband was already upset I was eating junk food myself, he would make remarks about how what I was eating wasn’t good for me or the baby, but he absolutely freaked out when he saw our son eating it.

He took all of the food I bought that he deemed “bad for me” and got rid of it and won’t let me buy replacements. Pregnancy cravings aren’t fun so not being able to eat what I’m craving has put me in an awful mood and we keep arguing now, which we never did before.

Here are what netizens think:

• Have you looked up orthorexia? Throwing out your food and refusing to allow you to purchase more is abhorrent and controlling behaviour and my husband and I would be in an emergency session with our counsellor if he did that.

• I would sit him down with your doctor, but have a 1 on 1 with your doctor first and tell them how your cravings are due to lack of that item in your diet. Craving fatty foods? Lacking fats. Craving a hamburger? Usually lacking protein. It’s important that you reasonably indulge in your pregnancy cravings, because those cravings are signals that your baby needs that food item.

• My sister allows my niece to have junk food, in moderation. She buys individually-packaged snacks so it’s easier to keep to the moderation (EX: mini chip bags instead of one big bag). She taught my niece to enjoy junk food, with healthy food. My niece currently loves blueberry pancakes with organic peanut butter instead of syrup.