So, My husband (M34) and I (F28) got married recently and moved into our new home, The neighbourhood is nice and quiet and the neighbours are really nice. Except for this family that lives right next to us.

Although we just got back from our honeymoon, I still wear lingerie and sometimes walk around in them when I wake up in the morning when making coffee or breakfast.

The other day I was in the kitchen preparing coffee while my husband was out and heard a knock on the door, I immediately went to grab my robe (long) before answering. I opened the door and found our next-door neighbour, I asked how he was doing and he told me that his 7-year-old kid was at the toilet window which is facing our living room and since his daughter uses “binoculars”, she saw me wearing “inappropriate” clothes while walking around in the living room.

I was taken back. turns out his daughter uses her binoculars to supposedly watch “birds” but she obviously peeped through our large glass windows to see inside even though we have curtains on. My neighbour said this wasn’t cool and his daughter just saw “something” she can not unsee and that is not appropriate. I asked him what he meant and he requested that I be a little considerate when it comes to clothing (or lack of) but I thought that was just ridiculous since that is my house.

I argued that this is my home I get to wear whatever I want and also, his daughter had no business peeping wtf. He said she is just a kid and didn’t mean any harm. Went as far as to say she was just being “curious”. I said sorry but you gonna have to leave. He did not take it well and implied that he’d take steps to ensure I don’t “expose” his daughter to stuff like that in the future. He left and I just thought my entire day was ruined especially after he said he’d bring this incident to the neighbourhood’s group’s attention.

I told my husband what happened when he got home and he agreed with our neighbour saying that I should “just leave the lingerie in the room” where it belongs and learn to put some decent clothes on before getting out of the bedroom to avoid this type of incidents. He also said I was wrong to speak to our neighbour like that and that if he was in his shoes and his kid witnessed “that” he’d be just as furious if not more. So we should cut our neighbour some slack.

I feel like I was the AH for how I handled this situation but I think since I’m in my own home then why can’t I wear what I want and be carefree.

Here is what netizens think:

• Shame on your husband for siding with your neighbor over you. In the privacy of your own home, you can wear whatever you want to wear. The neighbor should be chastising his daughter for peeping into your home instead of trying to control a grown woman’s choice of dress in her own home.

• And how did the neighbour know she was wearing lingerie? How did the kid know what she was wearing was inappropriate? It sounds like the neighbour ended up looking through his kid’s binoculars.

• If your husband doesn’t feel lingerie is appropriate wear then he doesn’t get to see you in lingerie.

I’m 26 this year and I have a wife that is 2 years older than me and she is currently 3 months pregnant. We were watching a movie last night when I got up to use the bathroom. I was gone a little bit, as I’ve been dealing with a nasty stomach bug from food poisoning.

When I came back from the bathroom, she wasn’t on the couch. Confused, I went looking for her, and found her outside the door smoking a cigarette. I was FURIOUS.

Keep in mind, our unborn child is a planned pregnancy. We’ve been trying for over a year and were overjoyed when we learned that we were expecting. I’m so excited to be a father and ready to marry her soon.

In the heat of the moment, I might’ve been a bit harsh, but I was so shocked! I didn’t even know she smoked. After I found her and expressed how I was frustrated and confused, she screamed at me that it was just a singular cigarette. She also confessed that she’s been having a few shots a week with her girlfriends, and the doctors haven’t said a word.

She made me sleep on the couch last night, and she hasn’t said a word to me since. I just got home from work, and she’s said nothing.

Am I the bad husband for getting frustrated with her about this? She says it’s not a big deal, but I feel like it is. I tried talking to her sister, who’s had a few kids already, but she doesn’t think it’s a big deal, either.

How am I wrong…

Here is what netizens think:

• Absolutely they are different, that’s why I’m not defending that woman in the post. Smoking and taking shots is bad.

• 100% this!! I know a woman who wouldn’t eat a chocolate chip cookie while pregnant because of the caffeine in chocolate. Meanwhile every other woman in the office had their daily coffee throughout their pregnancies with no negative affects. Don’t drink. Don’t smoke. Don’t do drugs. Anything else, get out of my body.

• In medical training, we’re actually told that the recommendation is still 0 alcohol during pregnancy since it’s still uncertain what amount is “safe”

• but it sounds like she might want to… lose the baby? Or something strange is happening to her. OP doesn’t even know she smokes (which means she at least doesn’t usually do it) and decides the best moment to enjoy smoking isnwhile pregnant?

• Starting Smoking on the other hand is really really really bad behaviour, and again, it just seems really strange, and somehow worse then someone who stopped smoking sneaking one, I just don’t understand who STARTS smoking when they’re pregnant?

My ex is pregnant and claims it’s mine but refuses to allow me to confirm if that’s true

I (25M) have been dealing with some issues from my ex girlfriend (23F). We were together less than a year, broke up back in April of this year. The breakup wasn’t bad, but we did not keep in contact after, aside from 2/3 instances of her trying to get me back.

I recently got into another relationship in July, and my ex girlfriend happened to find out I was in this new relationship around September 1st.

She called me out of the blue on the same day she found out I had a new girlfriend, told me she knew about her and told me that she was pregnant, and claimed it was my child.

She claims to have been pregnant since april, and found out herself in early June. (It is now September, so almost 5 months being pregnant without telling me) I didn’t believe the claim, until she showed me on FaceTime and she was visibly pregnant.

Keep in mind, she had admitted to being with other people since we broke up in April, one of which beginning as early as may.

I told her I was skeptical that this child is mine, and offered on 3 different occasions to do a voluntary paternity test before the baby is born.

She initially denied this, claiming she didn’t want anything from me and to continue on my “new happy life” without her. This then switched to her wanting to wait until the baby is born to establish paternity.

She has been calling me almost every day since, and I refuse to answer because I am worried she is going to try to manipulate me.

I only answer over text and through text she is saying she wants nothing from me, and to forget she exists. The one time I did answer the phone, she was making threats saying she will come after me because she knows I have some money, that she is crazy and can get me hurt, etc.

I don’t really know how to proceed with this, as she waited almost 5 months into her pregnancy to even let me know about the child, will not allow me to establish paternity before birth to allow me time to be prepared for a potential child, and only springs all of this on me the same day she finds out I’m with a new girl.

I feel like an a-hole for not being more supportive of her but she is rejecting my opportunities to even determine if this child is even mine.

I’m just so lost and feel so broken. Please if I’m being dramatic let me know but this has been ruining my life the last few days.

We are living in an interconnected world due to digitalisation. And with access to social and digital media, it imposes superficial ideals that we may find unrealistic but find ourselves chasing and comparing to the these ideals.

You need a job which pays you $8000 to be happy, you need to stay in a 5-room matured area HDB to be considered average. You want to travel once every two months else you’re not exposed to the world.

You’re expected to look a certain way. Good looking guys are often depicted as tall, fair with fluffy hair. Good looking girls are depicted as fair, skinny with long straight hair.

You see your better looking colleagues being invited to lunch and given opportunities. You need to have a degree from the top 3 universities else your future is ruined.

There seems to be the template and ideals for everything and if you don’t fit the ideal, you find yourself lacking and for some, it seems like a never ending self induced stress chase.

And that’s why many turn to extreme ways to fit the ideals. To be rich take on jobs which pays you good money at the expense of your morals and relationships.

You pay $3000 a month for that continental car to flash on insta at the expense of your bank account. Younger adults are turning to plastic surgery to look like a factory moulded doll.

Some go on an extreme diet at the expense of proper nutrition to look skinny. All for that mere validation from people who tbh don’t give a shit about you.

Hence, amidst this noise, what can you do to love yourself more and if you did, what made you finally you break away from chasing the ideals?

Netizens’ comments

1. Just get off social media and live your life. It’s that simple.
2. Read about existentialism/nihilism and realise that everything is pointless and just live life as you want as long as you dont regret it at the end of the day
3. Sometimes when I start to complain, i look at how far I have achieved in life. How many countries I have lived in, worked my ass off till this level, study part time plus work full time.
   When I feel sad, I drag myself go shower and dress up, put on some make up, look at myself in the mirror. Damn! Lol. Nah, real story tho. Was damn down last night (also due to pms ing). Did just that and put on new cute yoga top. Instantly, my mood was up again.
   I guess, dont surrender to the negative thoughts. Hug yourself once in awhile, validate yourself, compliment yourself. You dont need that from anyone else.

My husband and I are both in our 40s have a very good and loving relationship. For the most part he’s a very helpful and engaged spouse and father. He cannot/will not remember the dates of important milestones.

I plan and organize the kids birthdays months in advance and he participates. I spent the first few years of our marriage sulking about him forgetting my birthday and since then I plan it out myself and let him know what I want as a gift. I remember my in laws and close friends birthdays and greet them on my behalf, leaving him to manage his relationships with them on his own. And I do love him a lot so I plan and celebrate his birthday (I know he’d forget it if I didn’t do so.)

I gave up caring about valentines days long ago. But, to his credit, he is good about remembering and celebrating mother’s day for me. He always forgets our wedding anniversary and after 8 years of planning and having him simply “participate” I left it on him to do something on this one event. He forgot it every year since then. We’ve been married for thirteen years now and we haven’t celebrated our anniversary for the past five years. I’ve made my peace with that.

We had a family gathering this weekend and in a group conversation, someone asked my husband how long we’ve been married. He did this oh I don’t know, wife keeps tracks of these things. And he and his siblings are all like haha typical husband. They ask me how long we’ve been married and I did the same tone of oh I don’t know, who can remember haha. Everybody became a bit awkward and husband looked upset at me. Later, he asked me why I’d say that and I said that we don’t celebrate our anniversary so it’s not at the forefront of my mind. The realization that we haven’t celebrated our anniversary in years came as a surprise to him.

He pointed out that I remember how old our home is, how old our cars are, even how long he’s had his laptop. He doesn’t remember those things, so for me to not remember how long we’ve been married is showing everyone that my marriage is of much lower value to me. I said that instead of making his forgetfulness a point of contention, I chose to be like him and not track the age of our relationship and he should be accepting of that.

I may be the “bad person” since I do remember how long we’ve been married, but I am pretending not to, because if he can’t bother to remember and celebrate then I shouldn’t be expected to either.

Here are what netizens think:

• This man may not remember much, but he does have the ability to buy himself a calendar and use it. Its not your job to care for the both of you.

• Yup. I have all important dates in my phone’s calendar. Even birthdays and anniversaries even if I know when it is. It’s just a reminder for the day of it as I can get days mixed up sometimes.

• I’ve saved my family’s birthdays, events, holidays and appointments on my phone ever since I had one because I know how i am. I tend to be extremely forgetful when it comes to numbers and dates, so putting them down on my phone saves the embarrassment of not remembering and I even have dates on my phone for roughly a week before to make sure I buy presents/make something before the date. It’s not that hard. 

Hello, I’m 24 and I hate my life right now. I wake up before dawn, go to my shitty job, sell overpriced shit to old people who don’t need it all day, they yell at me, the managers yell at me, the company hates us. Then I go home, try to relax for an hour, then make dinner, clean up, sit for maybe another hour, then go to bed and do it again.

I’ve been there over 2 years and can’t get a raise even though I’m the hardest worker there. But every other job around me pays even less.

I have no degree but even if I got one it seems like this is life for everybody. Wake up, work, eat, clean, sleep, work, repeat. Forever. For decades and decades and decades and everything is the same and the monotony and futility of it doesn’t bother anybody? Nobody seems to care?

By the time I get paid anyway about 80% of my checks go immediately to bills so I don’t even have any money to buy myself anything, save up to elevate my position financially, go anywhere, do anything etc. I just work to survive and survive to work, that’s it. I’m here because I am.

It drives me crazy every day that this is it, this is essentially the climax of life, just going to work every day. For most people, that’s it. And you don’t ever get the pay you deserve because executives make like 300x what employees do to sit on their asses all day.

The best thing you can look forward to is having kids? I don’t want kids, ever. I don’t want to make them suffer in the same ways I have, and with climate change the world will only get worse for their generation.

What is there to do then? Keep working and begging and pleading on your knees to be paid what you’re worth just to be laughed at?

I have to work every holiday and weekend while my boss gets all holidays and weekends off, I’m still expected to answer the phone on my days off to come in.

I don’t care if you say I sound like a zoomer but I literally never asked to be born and now I have to work to feed myself every single day? If I could choose to undo my birth I would, trust me. But i can’t. Everyone says toughen up that’s life but what if I can’t?

I’ve been talking to my therapist about this and the only thing he can seem to come up with is what better job I might like to have compared to my current one, but the fact is NONE.

It all feels so hopeless and meaningless and stupid I don’t want to do this for 60 more years

I had been preparing for the interview all day, knowing I needed to be ready for anything. I was so nervous and upright. My bf told me I needed to relax a bit. I decided maybe some release will help so I started playing in the bathroom.

My bf thought I was getting sick hearing my moaning from the bathroom so knocked while slowly opening the door. He got full view of me sitting on the edge of the tub with my pants off completely and my fingers exploring my body, and he didn’t leave when he realized what was happening.

He walked in, pulled his pants down, and showed me his throbbing cawk. I sucked it for him, careful not to mess up my makeup, while moaning and still touching myself. After a couple minutes he told me to stand up so he could f me.

I bent over using the tub side as a balance, practically bent in half, and he wasted no time entering me. His thumb pressed against me while he slid his whole length in and out and over again.

I wanted him to go faster – begging him to get it done before we had to leave, which only made him chuckle and tease me more.

A half hour later felt like eternity. Suddenly he grunts, pushing himself deep, and unloads inside. I felt so good but saw the time on his watch. If we left right then we’d be on time!

I grumbled, put on my underwear and panties, and we rushed out. I could feel how wet my panties were getting but I tried so hard not to let it show.

I made it to the job interview and it was very distracting throughout because it was so wet down there, but I thought i did well and am waiting for them to get back to me.

Wouldn’t recommend doing it.

Girl (18F) told me (18M) she wants to have my kids after a few hours of messaging.

For context, this girl starting messaging me and flirting with me, and we agreed to go on a date this Saturday. But after a few hours of inconsistent and far apart messaging, she said that she wanted to have my kids?

She has said it twice and both times seemed completely sincere. This girl barely knows me and im kind if put off by it.

Ive never been in a relationship before, but this doesnt seem normal. Id feel really bad rejecting her, but Im also not sure if i want to go forward with the relationship because i dont really feel a connection.

Im incredibly anxious and stressed and its causing me to lose sleep. Should I move forward and go on the date to see what shes like, or should i just cut it off early?

Netizens’ comments

1. As a mid-20s woman, here is my advice: this is not a girl to get involved further with. Saying things like this so early and young is a massive, huge red flag. She’s either love-bombing you or is getting inappropriately attached, which is a sign of poor mental health/self-image.
2. Wait she wants to have kids before you’e even been on the first date?
   Yeah that is VERY weird. I’d run
   She sounds like the kind of girl who might sabotage the birth control or something to “baby trap” you.
3. Cut it off, do not under any circumstances give this girl a chance to baby trap you. She may even already be pregnant and looking for a prospective baby daddy/ATM. Best case scenario she is simply unhinged.
4. Block. Delete. GHOST. This chick is CRAZY. And you know what they say about ‘sleeping with crazy” man, it never ends well. Run.