Please help. I ORD-ed a few months ago but after completing my service, now more than ever I feel an unbearable rage that I was forced to waste away what should/could have been the best two years of my life.

Most females around me think that girls should have it easier than men

Before having joined NS, a few of my teachers (not many did but whenever it happened it was always a female teacher who didn’t serve -_-) constantly brought up NS as something as a grand and delightful experience, something that people should be jealous of (Spoiler: It was not).

Many of my teachers were also gender biased, (some more openly like the feminazi humanities teachers and the rest more discreetly by simply being nicer to girls) and when I spoke about this during recess one of my female classmates said that “It’s only fair that girls have it easier in schools because women have it way harder in the workplace.” and the rest actually agreed.

I was shocked that my female peers, who were my age and at the time had never worked, held such pessimistic views about their future prospects, that they would surely be victimized and offended that they assumed that I and my male friends would be their oppressors even though we had been getting along so well.

Apparently, according to my classmates and teachers, misandry in earlier stages of life is to account for misogyny later.

Now that I have endured misandry throughout my education and suffered through National service am I now required to be a misogynist in order to maintain equity between the genders?

For what have I been forced to stay up, skip meals, and be berated by my superiors on countless occasions over the last two years? Why are my female peers studying, earning money, and enjoying life at my expense? I have become so old and what do I have to show for it?

I could change my perspective in hindsight but I find that I am unable to lie to myself and look back on NS positively. It’s weird because while I was serving I thought that it was better if my female peers didn’t have to suffer.

That it was better if I just took one for the ‘team’. However, after I have ORDed I am extremely jealous and unable to accept the realities of my situation. Flashbacks of my school and NS time keep haunting me and I have been losing sleep.

Over the last few weeks, I have been ruminating a lot and reading more news articles on female criminals getting away with committing crimes by dodging caning, being preferentially treated in family court, and how NS will mean even less in the future (though to be fair I already knew this one before enlisting).

At first, I went on AWARE’s website to try to learn about and understand women’s struggles but I was completely unable to take any of their material seriously. Now I catch myself going on there just to belittle them and justify my hatred of feminists.

Recently, I needed to go back to my JC to pick up some documents for university applications and I, unfortunately, ran into my English teacher (and of course, the piece of **** brought up NS) and I had this burning desire to punch her for all the stress she caused me.

Obviously, I didn’t, and that’s why I am able to type this rant now but it’s sad because I had much better able to tolerate her before NS which ironically was supposed to strengthen my mental fortitude.

Finds it harder to respect the females around him

I have been finding it harder to talk to and respect my female friends and coworkers at my part-time job. I tried to more casually bring this up within my friend circle and terms degrading gender like “small d- energy” and “incel” are thrown around to quickly shut down the conversation, although I am glad that at least some of my male friends are still able to be themselves post-NS.

I know I can no longer do anything about the lost time. I know I’m heading in a bad direction, I can’t stop myself and I don’t want to drag my other friends down into this spiral.

I want to just grow up and be happy. Does anyone have any advice on how I can move on?

So I met this girl last month on this app called “SA” (iykyk). We chatted and I invited her over on the same day with both our intention of having s- and here is the start of my nightmare.

I had problems staying hard because she was not attractive to me

When she arrived at my place I realized I got catfished coz she looks different from her picture. We still got all our clothes off and we proceeded to have s- but because she wasn’t really my type, I couldn’t stay hard for more than a minute (sure make fun all u want).

She of course was disappointed that I couldn’t do the deed and proceeded to ask me to finger her. So I did and after a few minutes she said it was painful and asked me to stop which I did immediately.

She said she felt a sharp pain. So I got her a grab and gave her $650 to get it checked.

Showed me a picture of her injured cb and started to ask me for more money

Later on, she showed me a pic of her lady part with a cut and said that she got cut during the time I was using my fingers on her (probably coz of my nail). She said she needed to be hospitalized for checks.

The next morning she said the doc wanted her to stay in the hosp longer. She then said I should be responsible for my actions. I asked what the estimated bill was and she said it could cost $4k and that I should pay at least 1.5k which is the deposit of the hospital.

So I transferred another $850 to her on top of the $650 so it works out to 1.5k.

First red flag is this. The $650 was to her paynow and the $850 was to her paylah. Both names are diff. She claimed one of them is her ic name.

It became quiet for the next few weeks until March when she contacted me and asked that I paid for the rest of the bill. She had to borrow the rest of the money from her friends to pay the bill.

Now here is the strange part. She’s 20, and because she’s under 21 her hosp bill was sent to her parents. Now her parents are angry and demanded to know the guy responsible for this (me).

Apparently, because I’ve committed a great sin of being intimate with her, she said I would have to marry her or else there will be interference from certain ‘people’

Obviously I wasn’t the first guy she was being intimate with, she even told me her last s- experience was last year. Secondly, the app is a hookup app so she knows her actions are very much sinful.

I also checked with another friend of mine who also got a cut in her lady part during intimacy and her total bill with checks and everything came up to $600. She even said that max it could cost was $1k for such situations.

I’m really at lost on what to do now.

I don’t know if i’m being extorted and that I should make a police report. I’m so stressed over this

I was so excited to finally be able to get the tattoo that I had been dreaming about for years when I started my first job. I had saved up all of my spare money for months, but it still wasn’t enough to cover the cost.

Decided to take a loan from my girlfriend because my money not enough

Being short of money, I asked my girlfriend if she could lend me the money to make my dream come true.

Little did I know, my girlfriend had a different idea in mind. She told me that if I wanted her to lend me the money, I had to tattoo her face instead of what I originally wanted to tattoo.

I was shocked and a bit taken aback by her request, but I also knew that I really wanted to get the tattoo and maybe after getting the money I could convince her that I don’t want to tattoo her face, so I reluctantly agreed to her request first.

Thought I could change her mind, but she insisted

After getting the money, I tried to talk her out of it but she refused to budge. She said it was a way for me to show my commitment to her and that I should just be grateful that she was willing to help me out with the money.

I thought I could still get my dream tattoo done as I would be going to the tattoo shop myself but she followed me there. I could barely look at her. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed of myself for going along with this. I was also scared of how people would react to it.

Once the tattoo was done, I was relieved that it was over but I was still terrified of how people would react when they saw my girlfriend’s face tattooed on me. We kept it a secret and I hated that I had to lie to my friends and family about it.

But of course, people eventually found out and I felt like a complete fool. People had a lot of opinions and I felt embarrassed and ashamed every time someone brought it up.

Eventually, the relationship ended and I was left with a permanent reminder of my bad decision. I had to live with the fact that I was so desperate to get a tattoo that I agreed to something that I shouldn’t have.

I remember when my relationship with my boyfriend was full of passion and excitement. We were always finding new ways to express our love for each other.

We would go on romantic dates, write each other love letters, and even talk about our future together. But lately, it feels like that has all changed.

Felt like we are just FWB because of our work schedule

Our relationship now consists of nothing more than hookups, we will meet for 2 hours or so once a week just to have s- and nothing more. We never seem to have the time to pursue anything else, as our lives have become so busy.

He’s always busy with work, and I’m also kind of busy with my work though I have more free time than him. It’s like we’ve become nothing more than just friends with benefits.

I tried to talk to my boyfriend about it, but he just brushed me off. He said he was too busy to focus on our relationship, but I knew he was just avoiding the conversation.

I wanted to ask him if he was still interested in being with me, but I was too scared of the answer. I didn’t want to hear him say that he wasn’t interested in me anymore.

I started to feel like I was nothing more than a convenient hookup for him. I felt like he was just using me for s- and then forgetting about me the rest of the time. It was so heartbreaking to think that this was the only thing he wanted from me.

But what could I do? I felt like I had no control over my own relationship and that I was being taken advantage of.

My heart was heavy with sadness and I was feeling more and more lonely. I wanted to feel loved and appreciated, but instead, I felt like nothing more than a s- toy for him.

I felt so powerless and I had no idea how to make him see that I wanted more.

So, I decided to break it off with him. I wanted to be with someone who saw me as more than just a convenient hookup. I wanted to be with someone who wanted to spend time with me and make me feel loved and appreciated.

I wanted someone who would make me feel like I was the only person in the world.

But as I walked away, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of sadness come over me. I was so disappointed in how things had ended up.

I had hoped for a different outcome, but it seemed like it just wasn’t meant to be.

I recently found myself in a situation where I lost a few of my close friends because of money. It all started when I was looking to open my business, but I didn’t have the funds to do so.

Found a few friends to do the business together, but did not want to come out with money

I eventually found a few friends who were interested in investing in my business. I was thrilled to have the opportunity to open my business, but I quickly realized that I had to come up with a price for them to invest.

I didn’t want to set a price too high and scare them away, but I also didn’t want to set it too low and not get anything out of it.

I decided to bluff them to come out with more money

So, I decided to set a price with the intention of making it look fair from their point of view but the main point was that I did not want to come out with so much money myself.

I told them that their share percentage would determine on how much money they invested and said that I had put in $60,000 for 60% share of the business and asked for $10,000 from the four of them for 10% of shares each.

I was the main shareholder but in actual fact, I came up with nothing and even profited $8,000 from them as the costs to start up the place was only about $32,000.

I had marked up the price to them and had came up with nothing to get 60% of the shares.

They each agreed to pass me the money which I had asked for first, but had asked me for a detailed proposal on the costings of the business so that they could see if their money invested tallied with share percentage.

Time passed and as I had been delaying passing them the detailed proposal, they started to investigate and found out that the start up costs of the business were not so high.

They confronted me about it and I had no choice but to admit what I did to them.

They asked me back for the money but I had already used the money to fund my lifestyle and hence could not return them a cent.

The friendship went downhill from there but to me it is afterall still business and it is always a case of willing buyer willing seller.