At 35, I had already achieved all the goals I had set out for myself and I was feeling aimless.

I had done well in my career and had a loving family, and relationship with my gf, but something was missing.

I felt like I was just going through the motions of life and needed something to spice it up.

So, I decided to start going to a KTV every night. It was a great place to let loose and get away from the everyday stress of life.

The nights at the KTV were always exciting, filled with singing, drinking, and flirting with the ladies.

I felt alive and carefree, like I was living my life to the fullest.

However, I was hiding this new hobby from my gf. I told her that I was going out to do business every night and she believed me.

I felt guilty about lying to her, but I didn’t want to lose out on my newfound freedom. I told myself that I would tell her the truth eventually, but I never did.

Unfortunately, my secret was eventually discovered.

My gf had noticed that I was coming home late at night and started to suspect something was up.

She hired a private investigator to follow me and he eventually caught me at the KTV.

When she confronted me about it, I lied and tried to deny it, but she knew the truth.

My gf was furious and confronted me with the pictures from the PI.

She said that I had lied to her and broken her trust. I was devastated and felt like I had ruined my life.

I had spent so much time and energy trying to keep my secret and it had all been for nothing.

I had thought that going to the KTV every night would make me feel alive, but all it did was ruin my life.

I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend for a few months now and I’m starting to realize just how different our lifestyles are.

I’m a 9-5 girl, working regular hours in an office setting.

I enjoy the stability of this job and the regular paycheck that comes with it.

My boyfriend, on the other hand, is self-employed and works when he wants.

He’s his own boss and is free to set his own schedule.

At first I thought this would be a great thing because he’d always be available to hang out or do things together.

Unfortunately, it’s been anything but that.

He’s always busy and I’m constantly left waiting for him.

I’ve started to feel like he has no time for me at all.

When I try to talk to him about it, he just brushes it off as “the nature of self-employment”.

He says that if he doesn’t take every opportunity he can, he won’t make any money.

He also tried to explain on how the schedule of a self employed person is not fixed as clients do not always come by at a regular timing.

It can be any time when the clients require his services and if he does not attend to them, he will lose the business.

While I understand where he is coming from, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m always left feeling neglected.

I keep thinking that things will eventually get better, but the longer we’re together, the harder it seems to be.

I’m starting to feel like our relationship is suffering because I can’t get the attention I need and deserve.

I’m starting to resent his lifestyle, and I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

I know he loves me and wants to make time for us, but it’s just not enough.

I can’t help but feel like he’d rather be working than spending time with me.

It’s become so bad that I’m seriously considering ending the relationship.

I’m sad and frustrated and I don’t know what else to do.

It was late one night and I had been out with a few of my friends, drinking and having a good time.

We decided to head back to my place when we heard some strange noises coming from the alleyway ahead of us.

We all stopped to investigate and that’s when I saw my dad.

He was standing outside of a ‘lup sup’ massage parlour talking to a woman who appeared to be a masseuse.

My dad had always been a bit of a recluse and I rarely ever saw him, so I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw him there.

What was he doing? I thought to myself. Before I could move, the woman smacked my dad’s bottom and he jumped back in surprise.

He looked around and spotted me and his face turned white.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My dad had always been so strict and yet here he was in this seedy place.

I wanted to confront him, but before I could, he quickly ran off in the opposite direction

My friends and I went back to my place and I couldn’t even bring myself to talk about what had happened.

I couldn’t believe that my dad would be involved in something like this. I was still in shock and I couldn’t process what had happened.

The next morning, I got up and decided to confront my dad about what had happened.

I asked him why he was at the massage parlour and why he had let a woman smack his bottom.

He refused to answer my questions and just looked away.

My dad had always been so strict and yet here he was in this seedy place.

I was curious as to what he was there for and thought he was very double standard because when I talked about going to experience all this, he chided me.

Finally, one day he told me why he had went there and what he was doing there.

He told me that ever since my mother and him divorced, he had no time to date properly and so his needs were never fulfilled.

He also said that sometimes he DIY until sian so he will occasionally go and find a woman for a ‘quick fix’ there.

That was how he had been living his life all this while.

My girlfriend had been refusing to ‘do it’ with me for almost a month now, and I had no clue why.

All I knew was that I was getting frustrated and desperate.

I wanted to feel desired and loved, something that I couldn’t get from my partner, so I decided to look for another option.

That’s when I thought of going to Geylang.

I had never considered going before but I was so desperate that I decided to give it a try.

I looked up some ‘forum’ and found a few good recommendations and decided on one.

I was nervous but also excited. I was finally going to get the physical attention I was craving.

When I got to the designated place, I was shocked by what I saw. The woman was nothing like I had expected.

She was much older and looked rather worn out. I was worried that she was going to be a letdown, but I decided to give it a chance.

After all, I was so desperate.

The experience was not what I had expected. It was much worse. The woman was rough and uninterested in my pleasure.

She just wanted me to get it over and done with

I was so disappointed that I decided to try again.

The second time was much better, the woman was as good as what the ‘forum’ described.

I felt horrible for betraying my gf, but I kept going back.

I was so desperate for attention that I kept visiting Geylang, despite the fact that I felt guilty.

Before I knew it, I had developed an addiction. I was spending more and more time and money on Geylang, and I was getting further and further away from my girlfriend.

I was so ashamed of myself and I was afraid of being rejected by her.

Eventually, my addiction got the best of me.

Someone spotted me going into one of the houses at Geylang and told on me to my girlfriend.

She found out and broke up with me.

This was the worst mistake of my life. I had gone to a Geylang because I was desperate for attention, but it had ruined my life.

I had lost my girlfriend and my reputation, now everyone knows that I am a cheater.

I had learned the hard way that it is never a good idea to go looking for love in the wrong places.