I’ve always been a bit of a dreamer, ever since I was a kid. I’ve always been the one who’s wanted to explore the world and experience new cultures.

My parents were quite traditional, so they weren’t always supportive of my wanderlust, but I never gave up on my dreams.

So, when I heard about people who had moved to Thailand and were living a life of luxury, I was intrigued. Everything I had heard about the country sounded too good to be true. And, more importantly, it seemed like the perfect place to make my dreams come true.

I started researching and found out that it was entirely possible to move to Thailand, set up a business, and live a life of luxury. I was excited to learn that there were plenty of opportunities for entrepreneurs and that the cost of living was much lower than in Singapore, where I was living at the time.

The more I read about Thailand, the more I realized that it was the perfect place for me to fulfil my dreams. I started to make plans for my move and even began to look for potential business opportunities.

I soon realized that there were many things I would need to do to make a move

. I would need to find a place to stay, open a bank account, and get a work visa. I also had to get my finances in order, as I would need to save up enough money to make the move and get established in Thailand.

I started to save up as much as I could, while also researching potential business opportunities in Thailand. I eventually found a great opportunity that seemed like the perfect fit for me. It was a small business that was in the hospitality industry, and I was able to invest a relatively small amount of money to get it off the ground.

After almost a year of planning and saving, I was finally ready to make the move. I sold all my possessions, packed up my bags, and said goodbye to Singapore.

The transition was a bit rough at first, as I had to get used to a new culture and language. But, I was determined to make the most of my new life in Thailand. I quickly settled into my new home and started to get to work on my business.

Now, almost a year later, I’m living a life of luxury in Thailand. It’s been an incredible journey, and I’m so glad that I decided to take the plunge and make the move. I’m able to do things I never thought were possible, like travel around the country and experience new cultures. And, I’m able to make a living doing something I love.

My advice to anyone who’s thinking of making the move is to do your research and make sure you’re prepared. It’s not always easy to make the transition, but it’s definitely worth it. I’m living proof that living a life of luxury in Thailand is possible.

A creepy food delivery guy keeps calling me

long story short i (20F) ordered food a couple of days ago and the delivery guy was a bit… weird.

He was a bit rude when I opened the door and he handed me the food, saying something like “here, take it” in an almost angry tone.

At first, I thought it was just a misunderstanding and that maybe he was just trying to be friendly. I even tried to be polite with him and talk to him a bit, but he kept calling and it was starting to become really annoying.

He then started to Whatsapp me and asked if I can send him my photos.

i got bad vibes from the beginning when he tried to OPEN my door instead of ringing bell. now he keeps calling me for third day in a row, i don’t pick up ofc.

but the thing is that i live alone (which i think he understood) and it creeps me out. i locked the door and everything but i’m still scared he’s gonna come and try to break in.. i mean why in the world would he keep calling me? also he’s like 60.

His probably a lonely old man and I do not want to make it big by going to the Police.

Is there anything else I can do? He knows where I stay and I don’t really know how to handle this.

I enjoy blowing my husband. He’s a very clean man, and his junk is always clean, and never smelly or anything like that.

Anyways. I was blowing him the other night and the natural smell of it started grossing me out (this is how it always has smelled and never bothered me before).

I was barely able to continue over how much it was grossing me out. Even now while typing this out and thinking about the smell and taste of it is disgusting me.

It didn’t smell or taste any different and it’s never bothered me before but it grossed me out a LOT out of nowhere.

Has this happened to anyone else? Does anyone know what would cause this sudden disgust?

Netizens’ comments

• Can you by any chance be pregnant? I’ve heard it can turn your preferences for everything upside down overnight.
• My ex-wife had an immediate aversion to her favorite foods when she got pregnant. In fact, that -was- the trigger for her getting a test. She couldn’t eat chicken for four months, then couldn’t get enough of it. She couldn’t even WATCH me eat chicken for a month or two of that.
• Haha I came here to say maybe you are pregnant!
• I notice that depending on where I am in my cycle, certain things I typically wouldn’t even be able to smell are SO strong and make me nauseous.
• Came here to say sounds like pregnancy but apparently that’s the group consensus lol so add another +1 for me!
• Is there a chance you’re pregnant? This happened to me early pregnancy both times I’ve been pregnant. It does get better and go away/back to normal though.

After almost 10 years, I found out my daughter is not mine, biologically.

I got together with my wife about 15 years ago. She came with a premade family of a daughter and two boys. Then in October of 2012 she got pregnant. We weren’t trying to conceive, but weren’t actively trying to prevent either.

The date of conception seemingly matched up and a beautiful baby girl was born August of 2013. I have been led to believe until this last Saturday that she was 100% mine and I never questioned it.

But over the weekend I took our youngest son(stepson, but you all know I see him as mine) to a show choir event and met up with an old friend from around the time of my daughter’s birth.

A friend I met through my wife. This friend and I had a few drinks and she said she needed to get something off her chest that she’s been holding secret for years and told me everything. I was shocked to say the least.

The next day I called and confronted my wife and initially she denied it, but admitted to hooking up with the actual father. I hung up on her, all the while ignoring her calls. When I got home she then pulled me aside away from the kids and confessed all.

This little girl is my world and I do not have any intention of turning my back on her. It’s not her fault that this happened.

But Her mother now wants me to try to move past her indiscretion and stay together. Stating what we have built since is strong, and I shouldn’t tell my daughter about this as the real father had/has no intentions of being a part of her life.

I do not think I can forgive her for this. It’s too big. I am so angry right now at her and all her friends that knew but kept silent.

I can’t leave because I don’t want her to state that I abandoned my family. I’m afraid that if I do keep this secret from my daughter that she will one day find out and hate me for it.

If I stay, I can’t talk to anyone about it, they will be confused and astounded that I stuck around and it would make me feel like less of a man. I would bottle it up and let it eat me up and then rage quit my life.

So when I went on a date with a guy recently, I was a little shocked when he suggested that we split the bill. I had always been taught that guys should pay for dates, and I was surprised that he was so open to splitting the bill.

It all started when I asked him out for a drink.

He agreed and we met at a local bar. We enjoyed our drinks, talked about our lives, and had a great time. Right after we finished our drinks, he suggested that we split the bill.

I was taken aback and my first thought was that he didn’t respect me. I had been taught that guys should always pay for dates.

I quickly realized is was because I told him I was a feminist. I quickly realise how much of a hypocrite I am.

After I thought about it for a few moments, I realized that there was nothing wrong with splitting the bill. We were both adults and we both had the same amount of money to spend on the date. We were both enjoying each other’s company and it seemed like the fair thing to do. We both put in the same amount of money and we both got the same amount of enjoyment from the date.

At the same time, I still believe that it is important for guys to pay for dates. It is a way of showing respect and appreciation for the other person. It is a way of showing that you value their company and that you are willing to put in some extra effort to make them feel special. I think it is important to recognize the value of a person’s time and effort, and paying for a date is one way of doing that.

At the end of the day, I think it is important to be flexible when it comes to who pays for a date. If a guy wants to pay, then that is great. If not, then splitting the bill is also an option. It should not be seen as a sign of disrespect or a lack of appreciation. It is simply a way of being fair and showing respect for each other’s financial situation.

[62F. 63M. 41M. 36F.] My husband cannot accept our children for who they are, and he wishes for me to maintain the same demeanor towards them as himself. How can I disobey him and love my children as they are?
I am highly embarrassed by my husband’s recent behavior and this brings me to be hesitant to seek advice from my friends. Unfortunately, I also know their advice will be to heed my husband’s direction without any consideration for nuance. I will try to be concise which means I will be focusing on his flaws, but he is a good man. Please be kind.

From when our children were young it has always been important to my husband’s career to have a respectable and presentable family, but this put particular pressures on the children. Our second child, our daughter, was born deaf. At the time her doctors told us it would be detrimental to her development if we learned and used sign language with her. This did not sit right with me, and I wished to get a second opinion, but my husband did not want this. He wanted our daughter to speak. She hated wearing her hearing aids and would quickly rip them from her ears, and she also hated speech therapy. Without the hearing aids she was a much happier child. However, she still was not speaking and my husband blamed me for coddling her. She underwent surgery for a cochlear implant and she can now speak and understand us, but I have always felt uneasy about her early childhood.

On the other hand, our son was an easy child. Even as a baby he wasn’t fussy much. We did not have issues with him until he was a teenager, and even then it was nothing beyond regular teenage rebellion. He began to grow into his own person and rejected the expectations his father had for him, which culminated in my husband giving him an ultimatum to choose between attending a good university or being cut off financially if he would not. He made this demand without my knowledge. As a result, our son moved out after graduation. He is now doing well for himself and owns a successful business. However, my husband is often hesitant to speak about him with others because he is uncomfortable with the idea of our son’s orientation being brought up. When we first learned, my husband suggested to me that I no longer hug our son in greeting to demonstrate our disapproval, which was advise I ignored and he did not press me on it again. Since then he has relaxed some, but our son’s partner is not allowed over to our home for family dinner.

Due to all the aforementioned issues, we have a strained relationship with both of our children. They make an appearance at family dinner and that is about as much as I see or hear from them. I am also unsure if our son will come again for a while as he and my husband had a small argument over dinner, which nearly ended with my husband saying a word he has previously only said to me. He recently experienced a moderately serious medical episode, after which he has been more verbally aggressive than previously. While he was in hospital I began to consider my life without him, and how it saddens me that I have let myself be bullied from being close with my children. I want to make changes to be more inviting, and I looked into taking a sign language class. Our daughter has married a wonderful deaf man who only signs and their young baby is also deaf. My husband asked me why I would be enrolling for a class when our daughter can understand us and translate perfectly well. He doesn’t understand even today, and told me I will be wasting my time and his money. Additionally, he has told me not to call our son as he should come to us when he wishes to apologize for his scene at dinner, but I feel it is my husband who provoked the matter.

I recently had an experience that I can only describe as a nightmare. I was sitting in an airplane seat, sandwiched between two rather large people.

I’m not talking about just a few extra pounds, I’m talking about people who were obese like farm animals.

Packed like sardines, nope should be sandwiched by pork lard

They were so large that I was literally being squashed between them. It was so uncomfortable and I felt so trapped. I couldn’t move and I was in pain for the entire flight.

I was not the only one to have experienced this. After my flight, I went to social media and saw that I was not the only one who felt this way. There were a lot of people who had similar experiences and they all expressed their frustration and anger.

Many of them said that obese people should have to pay double for their plane tickets because they are taking up the space of two people.

The other people is they sweat more and smell like vinegar.

This idea of charging obese people double for their plane tickets has been gaining traction among netizens. Many people argued that it would be a fair and just solution to the problem of people being squashed between two obese people. They argued that since the obese person is taking up the space of two people, it is only fair that they pay double for the ticket.

On the other hand, many people argued against this idea. They argued that it was unfair to charge obese people double for their tickets and that it would be discriminatory. They argued that it was not the person’s fault that they were obese and that it was wrong to punish them for it.

I understand both arguments and I can see why people feel so strongly about this issue. However, I think that it would be fair to charge obese people double for their tickets. It is their life choice.

At the same time instead of charging obese people double for their tickets, I think the airline should find a way to make the seating more comfortable for everyone. They could invest in wider seats for the planes or create a separate section for obese people who need extra room. This would allow everyone to have a comfortable and safe flight without having to worry about being squeezed between two obese people.

At the end of the day, it is up to the airline to decide how to handle this issue. But I think it is important to remember that obese people should not be punished for their size. They should be treated with respect and given the same rights and privileges as everyone else.

So while I understand why some people think that obese people should have to pay double for their tickets, I think it would be unfair to do so. Instead, the airline should focus on creating a comfortable experience for everyone by investing in wider seats or creating a separate section for obese people who need extra room.