[38m] my wife [39F] never liked me going out with my friends and we always argued over it now I stopped she started going with her friends

We have been together since our early 20s, got married mid 20s and had 3 kids in our late 20s. Even since before we had kids she never really liked me going out with my friends, I would only be allowed maximum once a week and she would always call sms and next day be upset. When I went out with my friends we would go have drinks at one of our friends houses, go for a drive, go get something to eat, hang around, talk do what most guys in their 20s and 30s do be a bit stupid and immature but not over the limit. Nothing bad or illegal immoral or unethical ever took place.

Fast forward to when we had kids, she would be very not happy and basically set the curfew at 12am for me. Have alot of talks how married and family guys my age (30s) don’t do this. She said if I went bars or clubs it would be over (i don’t like bars or clubs anyway so no issue). I do understand half where she would be coming at the time, being home alone with the kids and probably feeling lonely. From my side of the argument I would always say but you can go out with your friends too the next night, and the kids are already sleeping so im out for only 4 hours really, its like im watching 2 movies in the next room. My time seeing my friends would be stressful, always watching the time, my phone and my messages then dreading opening the door when I get home to be told off.

Anyway fast forward to me being close to my late 30s, I slowly succumbed to the view and idea that staying home with the family is the thing to do. I’ll be also honest and say perhaps I got it out of my system, got older more tired and enjoy sitting home now. To be perfectly fair I had my fun had the time with my friends (perhaps not as much as I wanted to and always under the fear of not being gone too long but I did)

And Now suddenly came a time where she made some new younger friends (late 20s) and they are going out to bars and having girls drinks. I find it very hypocritical and very hurtful. I think the part that hurt me the most is she never confronted me and said look, things changed maybe I was wrong and now I want to live it up a bit go out etc. It started with her saying they are going for dinner but later she told me they went to a bar and drank until 2am. Just like that like nothing happened, everything I was told is wrong and bad for the last 15 years has been undone and is ok now.

We have had many arguments over it since, not acknowledging any of the past and making me the bad guy for getting angry at it makes me crazy. I don’t know if I am right to be angry or upset.

I am at the point where really im questioning my own reasoning and logic behind my whole attitude and logic towards the situation.

When I look at it from her side, I do understand she must of felt very alone at the time and she didn’t use to go out with her friends. Perhaps she is making up for lost time now, she must be actually so I guess its fair since I had the time with my friends.

Looking at it from my side, I did have some good times, had fun with my friends. Had constant calls and messages and a time limit along with alot arguments and lectures which slowly made me into not going out anymore.

The raw emotion of it always makes me want to break up and walk away, for the sake of our kids I could never do it and its a emotion that dies after 5 seconds but it resurfaces quiet alot.

Talking about it is not good, she gets angry at me tells me to leave the past where it is and move on.

I don’t know what I can do, probably nothing but my resentment grows and I am becoming a less happy person overall.

Reunion dinners are a time for families to come together, catch up and celebrate the festivities. But for me, my reunion dinner few years ago was one of the most unexpected and shocking experiences of my life.

It all began when I decided to bring my girlfriend home for the reunion dinner. We had been dating for a few months and I thought it would be a great opportunity to introduce her to my family and for them to get to know her.

I knew that it would be a little daunting for her, so I made sure to prepare her as best as I could, telling her all about what she could expect.

When the dinner started, everything seemed to be going smoothly. My parents welcomed my girlfriend with open arms and everyone seemed to get along well.

As the night went on, I noticed that my dad seemed particularly interested in my girlfriend and was talking to her more than anyone else. I thought nothing of it and just assumed he was being friendly.

It wasn’t until the end of the night that I found out the truth. My dad pulled me aside and told me that my girlfriend was actually his ex-mistress.

I was completely shocked and couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I asked him why he hadn’t told me before and he said that he didn’t want to ruin the dinner and did not want my mum to find out that he had been having an affair.

Needless to say, I was mortified. I was shocked that the girl I have been dating is actually my dad’s ex mistress and that I had been completely oblivious to the truth.

I wanted to leave the room immediately but my dad insisted that I stay and talk to him about it. After a long conversation, I eventually came to know the whole situation.

He explained that he had been seeing my girlfriend, who used to work for him at his workplace for a few months back then and that he had grown very fond of her.

One day while they were having a department gathering at Orchard, my girlfriend got drunk and kissed my dad and that was how everything started.

He said that he was scared of how I would react when I found out and that he didn’t want to ruin the dinner. He also said that he wanted to make sure that I knew of his relationship with her before I moved on deeper into the relationship and at the same time, he was afraid that my mum would find out.

He said that he had went on with the affair because my Mum was always too busy and had not given him any attention or fulfilled his needs for a while during that period of time.

He had never expected me to sort of know her as well.

This was awkward for me and the more I thought of the whole scenario, I felt a little bit disgusted as I couldn’t imagine that my dad and myself were poking up the same ‘hole’.

Eventually, I decided to confront my girlfriend and we ultimately still decided to let the past be the past and moved on with our lives.

As for my Dad, he became a super devoted husband after the incident and the affair which he had was never brought up again.

i (24M) just found out that my ex gf(31F) is pregnant right after we broke up

my ex girlfriend 31(F) just told me 24 (M) that she’s pregnant I don’t know what to do

I had a nice relationship with an older girl it was my first relationship and it was pretty good, the age gap didn’t bother me at first and we really loved each other

we stayed together for 9 months, we went through a lot of discussions about our relationship we almost broke up after I realized that our lives are incompatible but we decided to stay together.

We discussed us getting married and I wasn’t ready at all for that

We discussed kids and I made it clear that I didn’t want kids not anytime soon while she said she didn’t have much time left and wanted kids in the near future, in the end i decided that we should break up.

She just called me to tell me she is 2 Months pregnant but we already broke up. I am having a panic attack and have no idea what to do or to even tell anyone about it, help?

Netizens’ comments

• First, make sure she’s pregnant. Second, confirm that it’s your baby. Third, start saving your money, being a dad costs.
• People in this thread talking about him being baby trapped like this mf didn’t just willingly bust a nut inside her on his own free will smfh
• You act like a real man and take some responsibility, because it took the two of you.

(20F) (21M) My boyfriend didn’t tell me that he was trans and I feel betrayed.

I have been in a relationship with my boyfriend for 3 months, and he never told me he was trans until we were about to get intimate for the first time.

I feel betrayed, not because he is trans, but because he never told me that he was trans until I was in a vulnerable situation with him, and I completely didn’t expect it.

I’ve told him multiple times that I am not upset that he is trans, but the fact that he hid an important aspect of him from me, after he told me that I knew everything about him.

He hasn’t had top or bottom surgery, so I was completely shocked and told him that I couldn’t do it right then, he then became very upset.

He’s still mad at me for not doing it right then, but I am upset because he didn’t tell me about it, so I was totally caught off guard.

I’m not sure if I can continue this relationship, I don’t want to hurt him, but I’m also hurt myself.

I need some advice.

I am sick of being kicked from games for being a woman.

I (20F) have always loved video games, and I need advice. I am in the process of buying and building my own pc! I am so excited, but also afraid of this investment being a waste of money…

From the day I started playing, up until now, there has not been one (1) game that I haven’t heard the phrases “go back to the kitchen”, or “make me a sandwich”. To the women out there who play combat games, it will probably not shock you to know that the game I play is CSGO.

I have, on more than one occasion, been voted out of matches after using voice chat. If I am not voted out, I am harassed.

Unfortunately is this the reality of gaming for the vast majority of female gamers.

(And I know that there’s a lot of games out there that we can play, but not all of us enjoy comfort games or single player games…)

I find it hilariously annoying that some guys want girls to have the same interests as them, but these guys also harass the shit out of us when we try to learn and play games, or other interests that are stereotypically male.

This behaviour has turned CSGO, and similar games, into games I no longer enjoy.

I am extremely disappointed.

This needs to change.

Thank you for reading.

I’ve been married to my 2nd Husband “Mike” for 4 years now. He’s a jokester and loves to crack jokes all the time. He especially like to joke with my brother “Ethan” and his wife. Ethan used to be okay with it til he started complaining about Mike taking it too far with his jokes.

Some context about Ethan. He and his wife couldn’t have kids so they adopted a boy “Joey” 2 years ago. Mike has been making silly, lighthearted jokes involving Joey’s bio parents as a way to mess with Ethan and his wife. I already talked to Mike and I tell you that he’s 100%means no harm and he was just trying to get them to react.

So fast forward to NYE, my parents hosted a big celebratory dinner and Ethan and his wife came. While we were eating dinner, Mike decided to tell a knock-knock joke to Ethan. He said “Knock knock..” Ethan laughed and said “Who’s there?”. Mike replied “Joey’s bio parents” then he bursted out laughing.

Silence took over and Ethan’s facial experssions changed. His wife called Mike an “idiot” to which Mike replied with “Hey…Relax it was just a joke”.

An argument ensued and dinner was paused. My parents suddenly told Mik to leave which I thought was too harsh. I tried to speak to them and get them to calm down but mom insisted that Mike leave.

We left and Mike was complaining the whole time about how they overreacted. I called mom later and she told me Mike was out of line with his hurtful jokes about this touchy topic and told me I was wrong for defending him and saying he was just joking.

She said he ruined NY for the family but I told her it was her and dad who ruined NY celebration for escalating the situation and kicking him out. I told her he could talk to them but again they were the ones who ruined NY celebration. She called me delusional for this statement and hung up.

We haven’t talked to them for days. I tried contacting Ethan but no response.

Chinese New Year is a holiday that I’ve grown up with, and I’ve always been fascinated by the zodiac forecast that comes with it.

Each zodiac animal predicts a different set of fortunes for the coming year, and I’ve always been eager to see what the forecast holds for me. Last year, however, I’ve taken the forecast a bit too seriously.

I’m a Tiger, and the forecast for last year’s Tiger sign says that it’s going to be a difficult year. The forecast warns that things could take a turn for the worse, and that I should be prepared for some nasty surprises.

This scared me, and I began to worry that if the zodiac forecast was bad, then my whole year would be bad.

I started to become paranoid, and began to see signs of bad luck everywhere. I was convinced that bad things were going to happen to me, and it was all because of the zodiac forecast.

I started to be extra careful and avoided taking risks. I even stopped doing things that I usually enjoyed, like going to karaoke or playing sports, because I was afraid that I would have bad luck.

I knew my behavior was irrational, but I was so scared of the forecast coming true that I couldn’t help it. My friends noticed my strange behavior, and they tried to help me.

They reminded me that the zodiac forecast was just an opinion, and that I should try not to take it too seriously.

They reminded me that I had the power to make my own luck, and that I should focus on the things that I can control rather than worrying about what the zodiac says.

However, I could not accept what they said as no matter how I tried to control the situation, something will surely ‘screw up’.

Right now I just hope that the Tiger year can be over soon so that all these bad luck will be gone also.

Last year my husband (35M) and I (34F) had our first (and last) child. We were fortunate enough to be able to stay at home with him for almost a year by staggering our parental leave and vacations, but now that time has run out and we must return to work.

I asked my mother (56F) if she would be available to watch him during the week and she said no. Fair enough. That’s her prerogative.

My husband and I researched daycares in the areas where we work and settled on one that came highly recommended. It was expensive though and that meant cutting down on expenses – like the monthly allowance that we’d been giving my mother.

A bit of background to this.

My parents were married for 28 years before my father decided that he wanted someone younger than my mother. For all of those 28 years my mother had been a SAHM then SAHW.

With my father leaving, she was now meant to survive somehow in a world where she had never really worked because when they got married my father didn’t want her to and, because she was raised in a traditional family, she did what the head of household wanted.

I’m not even going to go into that man’s hypocrisy. Either way, he’s gone and she’s struggling. My husband and I have been supplementing my mother’s income to a hefty amount every month which was not an issue until we had to put baby into daycare and found out just how expensive that was.

In light of that, we told her that we would need to cut her allowance in half. We were not planning to start immediately but would take the financial hit for three months to give her to time to adjust and move things around.

She got upset and told us that we were punishing her for saying no. I told her that was not the case but it is hard to maintain two households virtually by ourselves if we had to pay an exorbitant amount of our salaries to daycare every month for the foreseeable future. She was still angry and asked us to leave.

Later my sister called us upset that we were “abandoning mom” and “making her struggle” just because she wouldn’t do our bidding. So I suggested to her that she increase how much she was helping considering she still lives at home.