It’s happened to all of us, I’m sure.

You’re in a relationship with someone and you think everything is going perfect, but then you find out that your significant other has been cheating on you.

It’s heartbreaking, and it’s even worse when you find out in such a strange way.

I recently experienced this when my boyfriend started sleep talking and calling out the names of other girls he had cheated with during our relationship.

At first, I didn’t think much of it. We had been together for over a year and I thought we were happy and in a good place.

But then, I started to notice that my boyfriend often muttered in his sleep. I knew that he was dreaming, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying.

I tried to talk to him about it, but he just brushed it off and said he was probably just talking in his sleep.

I thought it was strange, but I didn’t think much of it until one night when he started calling out the names of other girls he had cheated with.

I was in shock and my heart sank. I felt so betrayed and hurt. I confronted him about it the next morning and he admitted to cheating on me.

I was devastated. I couldn’t believe that he had been lying to me for so long. I was so angry and hurt that I ended the relationship right away.

I later found out that my boyfriend had a condition called sleep talking, which is when a person talks in their sleep without being aware of it.

It’s actually quite common, and it can range from mumbling to speaking complete sentences.

I’m still dealing with the pain of betrayal, but I’m thankful that I found out the truth, even if it was in such a strange way.

If it wasn’t for my boyfriend’s sleep talking, I would’ve never known the truth and I would’ve stayed in a relationship that wasn’t right.

Today is Christmas and last night, I was talking to a friend over Snapchat.

She and I were sending snaps back and forth, and she was showing a lot of her ‘deep valleys’.

She loves to tease me because she knows I get s-ually frustrated but I’m too shy to initiate s-ting/s- with anyone.

In my selfies she could definitely tell how flustered I was.

I know this because she started sending stuff like “You seem like there’s something you want to tell me 😉” while showing a bunch of ‘deep valleys’.

It’s been well over a year since we’d done anything this, and a while since I got my ‘load’ off in general (I survived NNN and hadn’t got it off all of December up until last night)

Her ‘deep valleys’ alone looked so beautiful, I just couldn’t resist anymore, and she kept nudging me, so I politely asked to see them.

This led to us sending ‘birthday suit’ pics back and forth while getting our ‘load’ off.

This ends in me sending a video of myself getting my ‘load’ off with the sound on.

Now – when I do it, a lot of my ‘babies’ shoots out, especially if I’ve been edged this long.

All my focus was on making a good video and the big ‘O’ itself, so of course I made a bit of a mess.

This usually isn’t a problem because I do my own laundry.

But, me, being so caught up into what I was doing, forgot what night it was.

It was Christmas Eve.

Now, some family tradition. I am the oldest of all my siblings.

It’s tradition in our family that we all wear the matching pajamas that our mother brings us the night before Christmas.

I was wearing the pajamas.

This morning I opened presents alongside my parents and younger siblings, and there are visible ‘stains’ on my brand new Christmas pajama shirt.

I have no idea if any of them noticed.

I am a compulsive liar and I don’t know how to stop

I lie about everything all the time like even the unnecessary things like what I had for breakfast and stuff like that and I don’t know how to stop.

All these lies keep me up and night because I can’t keep track of everything I’ve said and I feel like some people know but they choose not to say anything.

instead they just don’t tell me anything anymore or they just don’t think I’m reliable and I hate it and idk how to stop. Any advice???

Netizens’ comments

1. You have to figure out WHY you lie.
2. Where is the lying come from? Anxiety to answer quickly?
   What if after you did lie, you come clean and said, “oh wait, it was actually “x,” that I ate. That could be step 1.
   Also seeing a therapist would be a good start.
3. You’ll definitely need to see a therapist. There’s loads of reasons why you do it. Could be from childhood trauma, defense mechanisms or a habit that developed but a professional will help you with the tools to break this cycle.
4. They definitely know. Maybe not the extent, but yes, everyone knows
5. People absolutely know, they just haven’t mentioned anything to you because like how do you start a conversation about that. Also go to therapy man, don’t lie, stuff like what you ate for breakfast is inconsequential but don’t be one of those people who lies about other people’s personal stuff.
6. I just started being brutally honest with people instead. My mother is a compulsive liar, and I realized that I was doing it too when I was a teenager. I always lied to people when I was younger. It was always for attention. I just realized that I couldn’t deal with it anymore one day and just started confessing things to everyone close to me. I told them about all of the lies and just started being brutally honest about everything instead. People think that I’m an asshole now, but at least I can sleep at night knowing that I don’t have to keep up with all the lies anymore. It’s exhausting living that way. Best of luck to you.
7. I have a cousin who is a compulsive liar. People who spend much time around her absolutely know. I am friendly to her but I wouldn’t believe her if she said the sky was blue. If you don’t like being this way you need to see a therapist. I don’t mean to be harsh, but you’re right, people will think you’re not reliable and they do find the lies obvious and just aren’t saying anything.

I have vulva “smegma”, I wash everyday but it always appears. Is this normal?

Hey everyone so I reviewed the FAQ’s and did not find the answer to this – which makes me really embarassed to ask in the first place.

So, I wash myself every day, but it does not matter how clean I come out of the shower, aproximately some 8 hours later (as the day goes by) this white substance always forms in between my labia.

I “scrape” it out everytime but don’t understand why it appears and what does this mean, I am a clean person I will shower daily and sometimes twice a day.

When I come out of the shower I feel my vulva is super clean and smooth but then this will appear everytime. Is this normal? Has anyone experienced this? I’m sorry for TMI.

Netizens’ comments

1. So, ignore any comments asserting that it’s discharge. it is smegma. It’s just a combination of dead skin cells and sebum that accumulates in folds in the skin. What you’re experiencing is normal! Literally everyone gets it, to varying degrees.
2. Totally normal. Could also be encouraged to build up quicker with TP lint too. TP don’t always leave obvious larger bits, can just leave residual lint as well. No matter, it’s normal. If it bothers you that much you could use hypoallergenic unscented wipes to freshen up a time or 2 during the day.
3. This is very very normal and natural and I’m sorry that the education system has failed us all so badly that we don’t know what our bodies naturally do. I don’t know what the scientific name is. It it’s just a buildup of oils and stuff that just gets trapped between the folds of skin.

First Xmas without my mum and feeling so lonely

My mum passed away from lung cancer this past October. We knew it was coming as she decided to stop doing chemo.

I’ve been doing mostly fine since she passed in general but Christmas is more emotional than I anticipated.

My mum always went all out for the holidays and it just feels so lonely without her. Now it’s just my dad and me.

We went over to my partner’s family Xmas which was lovely but I found myself missing her so much and I cried myself to sleep.

I have loving friends etc but I feel stupid embarrassed to admit how I feel because I know I’m not the first person to experience these feelings so I feel like I should just suck it up.

I know the world is moving on but it feels like I can’t and I don’t know what to do about it.

If you read this thank you, it means a lot.

Netizens’ comments

• Trust me, talk to someone about it. I had someone close to me who passed away and just talking about it to my therapist and friends made me feel better. Hope your doing well.
• There’s a reason the best Christmas songs are also very sad. We look back on our lives and think about Christmases with folks who aren’t around any longer and we miss them and we miss our youth.
• Lost my mom to bone cancer two weeks ago. Still really fresh. The holidays always sucked for me but now they suck worse. I feel you, friend.

I’m a guy who is addicted to cupping massage. I’ve been getting it for years now, ever since I first heard about it.

I was intrigued by the idea of cupping and decided to give it a try. I’m so glad I did, because it’s quickly become one of my favorite forms of massage.

Cupping massage involves the use of cups to create suction on the skin.

The cups are placed over specific points on the body, and the suction helps draw out toxins, stimulate circulation, and relieve muscle tension.

I find it incredibly relaxing and invigorating at the same time.

I’ve been getting cupping massage for several years now, and I can honestly say that I feel uncomfortable without it.

I find that I’m more stressed out, have more aches and pains, and am just generally more irritable if I haven’t had a cupping massage in a while.

I’m even more irritable if I have to go a few days without it.

I’m not the only one who’s addicted to cupping massage. I know several people who have become addicted to it as well.

They can’t seem to go more than a few days without having a session. We all agree that it has made us feel more relaxed and energized, and that it’s helped us manage our stress levels.

Cupping massage is also great for relieving pain. I’ve had chronic neck and shoulder pain for years, and cupping massage has helped reduce it significantly.

I’m more flexible and my range of motion has increased. I’ve also noticed that my posture has improved, and I’m not as sore after a workout as I used to be.

I’m so grateful that I discovered cupping massage. It’s a great way to relax and reduce stress, and it’s helped me manage my pain levels.

I don’t know what I would do without it. I’ve become so addicted to it that I feel uncomfortable without it.

To the people having bad days out there, it will end one day!

I was a poly student, now gotten a place in uni(This post will mainly be talking about my difficult times in poly). However, it wasnt an easy journey.

In fact, it’s been a tough 3 years of my life in poly. I had to juggle between work and studies.

As I came from a less privileged family, I didnt want to add any more financial burden to my parents such as asking for living fee. Hence, I had to work almost everyday during my school holiday just to earn myself some living fee. (believe me, student part time jobs will make you feel like the lowest form of living on earth). Both of my parents does not have a degree, not even a government diploma, so i know how difficult life can be without having a good education in Singapore.

All I have in my mind is to make it into a local uni(NUS/NTU) to pursue my passion and make my parents proud. Due to these, I had to sacrifice most of my social life on work and studies. (life with just mugging and working can be demoralising sometimes).

Just when i thought my poly life is smooth sailing with everything well planned, tragedy happened. At poly year 2, my dad was diagnosed with cancer. This means that the breadwinner of the family is down, my family might not have a stable income for a long period of time…

Due to this, my mom was extra stressed and had to work 2 jobs per day sometimes. Thankfully, he got the tumor removed and everything is fine. Just when i thought everything is over, my mom got diagnosed with cancer as well at poly year 3. I was having internship and fyp at the point of time.

When i heard the news, i nearly broke down. I have no motivation to study, or even do anything. I thought of giving up in my studies and just go out and work for the family after NS.

I was stressed, feeling miserable and did not know what to do. I did not talk to friends about this as I did not know how to start this convo and i dont want them to pity me or look at me in a different way. I hide everything in my heart. I didnt cry as shit was already messy enough and i cannot show my family that i gonna break down. I took weeks to get myself together again, and continued to pushed on as this is the only thing that i can do.

Thankfully, my parents are getting better and recovering. I managed to graduate with a diploma with merit, and secure a spot in my dream uni. Even better, I managed to get a bonded scholarship to fund my uni and secure a job in advance. Life is a mix of sweet and bitter, and this is part of growing up.

What I want to share with everyone is that no matter what you are going through now, dont give up. The rainy days will be over!

i find my friends dad really hot. My friend is 3 years younger than me, and they live in the same block as us. Thats how we met.

Ive known them for about 11 years now, and I’ve always found her dad really attractive.

As I grew up, i found it difficult to deal with my emotions regarding him, because I knew it was very wrong to feel this way.

I regretted having explicit and romantic thoughts about him and everytime I saw my friend and her mom, I felt really, really bad and I felt ashamed of myself.

My friends parents are divorced now, for reasons I dont know of ( none of my business.)

I now dont feel as guilty as I used to, but I also cant stop thinking of him or feel butterflies everytime he comes to pick my friend up.

I have never felt this sort of excitement for my previous boyfriends, all whom were around my age…only him.. I’m trying so hard not to think of him or act indifferent.

But I cant. I just cant stop fantasizing about him… Help.. 🙂

NOTE: this is real. I need genuine help to get this man off my mind.

I called my wife lazy because she keeps dropping off our kids to school late.

The kids are off school at the moment for the holidays obviously but this has been causing a lot of tension between me and my wife over the holidays so I want to know if I was in the wrong.

So, I [F30] live with my spouse [F31]. We have two kids, twins, [M6] and [F6]. Both of our kids go to the same school.

Me and my wife both work full-time and share housework and minding the kids 50:50.

Recently, we both had changes to our work hours which changed our routines. We both work certain jobs that can have all sorts of weird hours.

My wife used to work night shifts, but now works a 9-5. She’s not very happy about it as she’s always been more of a night owl and hates getting up early.

I’m now working early shifts, 5-2 most days.

This means that my wife has to get the kids ready for school and drive them there on her way to work.

It balances out though because I can take them home after work, they finish school at 3:30pm.

They need to be at school by 8:00am or they’re considered late. I understand that’s a bit of an awkward time for my wife to get them there when her workplace is very close to the school, but that’s just life things.

Before the kids broke up for the holidays, I got an email off the school’s principal explaining that our kids have been consistently late for school over the past few weeks and that it has sparked a lot of concern.

I knew that the kids had been late a few times as they mentioned it to me, but I had no idea it was everyday. They aren’t keen on going to school (they’d much rather play outside or watch TV like most kids) so it probably didn’t bother them too much.

He explained that he and some other teachers have talked to my wife about it a couple of times at drop-off but nothing has changed, and said that we need to attend a meeting with him when school starts again in January.

I showed my wife the email and asked her what was going on. She thought it was funny and said that it’s not a big deal if our kids are 30-40 minutes late to school, and it’s not like they’re in high school yet. She said she likes to sleep in and that there’s no reason for her to leave earlier when she starts work at 9, and she doesn’t want to go to work early or go back home.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I told her she needs a reality check and that she’s putting our kids at a disadvantage, and that it must be embarrassing for them to come into school late everyday. She said school shouldn’t start so early and that she’s getting them to school so what’s the big deal.

I told her to stop being lazy and leave the house earlier in the morning and grow up. She said if it’s such a problem I should change my schedule and take the kids to school myself.