If you leave your pee on the toilet seat ONE MORE TIME I am going to mop it up with your pillow.

I am so tired of sitting on your pee in the middle of the night. I get it, you sit to pee because our bathroom is right next to our daughter’s room and you don’t want to wake her up. Makes sense!

But when you stand up without cleaning yourself off, you drip pee all over the toilet seat. You remember to clean it up more often than not, but when you don’t, you’re not the one to suffer the consequences!

I am the one that sits down at 2am, bleary-eyed and desperate to get back to bed, only to find one or both of my thighs now covered in your piss. Just clean it up! Your peen or the seat, whichever one! I don’t care how you do it!

I have asked you MANY times – just clean up before you leave. You’re all “oh nooo, did I forget? Ooooops” without ANY REMORSE AT ALL.

Meanwhile I have to mop your mess off my leg in the middle of the night. It’s cold. I’m tired.

You’re literally known to our family and friends as someone who is methodical, practical, thorough. You are praised for your work ethic and willingness to help others.

How about you methodically clean the seat? How about you help your wife NOT SIT ON YOUR PEE? And maybe worse, your sloppy D swinging around in the middle of the night also drops pee on our floors, so our bathroom often smells like crap.

(21m)(21f) my girlfriend quit her job to spend more time gaming

This is going to be a long post, its also my first post here, I hope it fits.

I (21m) was the second one of my whole friend group to get into a relationship. My girlfriend (21f) was amazing. We graduated and for the next few months I was the happiest I’ve been in ever. My girlfriend was in our friend group before we started dating and I thought things would be awkward when we started but all of our friends, especially my best friend (21m) were really supportive of us.

My girlfriend is a gamer and when we’re not doing things together she’s playing a videogame, there’s nothing wrong with that, its just become too much.

We moved in together last year (I guess it would be two years ago since new years) and shortly after she quit her job so she’ll have more time to game and I’ve had to work two jobs now just so we can keep afloat.

I’ve talked to her about it so many times and she says she’s looking for a job but nothing ever comes from it. I love her so much but I’m feeling so burnt out. Today I managed to get my girlfriend outside and we went to a bar to celebrate the new year.

There were bands playing and my best friend was in one of them. I had to look twice since he was the youngest guy in the band. The other guys were in there late 30s-early 40s. They played lots of songs from the 70s and 80s with a handful of songs from the 60s and 90s mixed in.

After they played, my girlfriend and I talked to him. She asked why he was playing with a bunch of older guys and he explained that they needed a lead guitarist and he played guitar, so it kind of happened like that. I asked how life was going for him and he said the band was probably the best thing that happened to him after graduation.

He then went on to talk about his life and how he’s feeling much happier lately. He wasn’t trying to brag, he was just telling us about his life since its been a while since we’ve seen each other, but a small part of me felt jealous.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my girlfriend so much but a part of me wants to experience my best friends lifestyle. Granted I can’t play any instruments but I want to experience the “single life” and I’m not talking about one night stands or anything like that. I just mean relaxing whenever, only having to work one job, only having to take care of myself, doing whatever I want on weekends, not having to pickup after another person.

I also kind of feel like a bad friend. Because of the jealousy, and I spent 95% of my time on my girlfriend for the last 3 years. I get that, as a boyfriend, I’m suppose to spend lots of time with my girlfriend, but I’ve only seen my best friend (and the rest of our friends) twice in the last 3 years not counting today

He also seems to be really good friends to the bass player, as they were talking the most. I guess I kind of feel like I’m being replaced as his best friend and thats my own fault for not being there.

Sorry for the long post, any advice for my situation helps.

I recently found out that my girlfriend of one year doesn’t change her underwear. How do I tell my girlfriend she should be changing her underwear everyday without hurting her feelings?

I was staying the night at my girlfriends house when I noticed she didn’t change her underwear. I asked why she didn’t do it and she very quickly got insecure and embarrassed.

She asked if I thought it was weird so I told her if it’s normal for girls to not change underwear then it’s not weird, I was just raised by mom to change everyday so it caught my attention.

I know it’s very normal for girls to switch their bras only once or twice a week so I didn’t think much of it. She goes about 4 days before switching to a new pair of underwear.

More recently, I looked it up and found that women should be changing their underwear everyday as well for hygienic reasons.

How can I bring this up to her without hurting her feelings as she is clearly insecure about it? It doesn’t gross me out but it definitely makes me a bit uncomfortable, I don’t wish to hurt her feelings though.

Should I just ignore it or say something? I’m not sure exactly what to do.

I’m hiding the fact that I’m still a virgin and it’s devastating

So I’m almost 27F with a long history of mental issues. I’ve lost so many years of life and I’m so ashamed of my inexperience of everything, not just bedroom activities. I can’t talk about it with anyone, even with people that know me longer and maybe suspect this.

I’ve slowly been doing better in some areas in my life. I have a bigger social circle now, am healthier, have some good friends and I started to party and having fun more. I feel good sometimes. I’m going out more and I’m suddenly getting compliments, people treating me better in general and guys wanting to date me. It feels so uncomfortable. It’s like I need and am glad to hear the validation, but at the same time I don’t get happy when I hear it, I get rather sad and unresponsive.

I don’t have much experience with dating and I always started to feel so uncomfortable when they expressed love/touched me. I’m so messed up. I want to date, I have crushes, I have a desire to hook up. I’m just so uncomfortable the whole time. I get some weird confidence rushes but usually when I’m alone.

I get so ashamed when my friends are talking about their lives and I have nothing to contribute. I always talk about it in a really general way. Sometimes people ask questions like “how many guys did you sleep with” and I lie and feel so bad about it.

The other day one friend was talking about sleeping with a man and another friend asked me “wait, why don’t you ever talk about yours? It can’t be that you are still a virgin?” I said I just don’t want to talk about it and another friend defended me, but I just felt so humiliated and weird and stupid.

I’m so afraid of being discovered. I know they wouldn’t ridicule me, but just that they would know I haven’t done something that, in my head, “proves” that someone is capable of being intimate, socially normal and desired is so shameful.

(35M)(34F) Widowed and slept with sister-in-law

Throwaway for obvious reasons. Man has it been a horrible holiday. Long story short, my wife passed away 6 months ago leaving me and my two younger daughters (5 and 3). We’ve been working through our grief as a family. Every year we stay with my in-laws for Christmas through New Years and I did not want to break up the routine for my girls in a year that has been horrible.

We arrived at their place on Christmas Eve. My in-laws have a big enough space for us and my wife’s two younger sisters (34 and 30). I’ll refer to them as J and K respectively. J had been recently divorced and K is single so it was just the two of them. We all consoled each other and got through Christmas. My mother-in-law tried to fill the time with a lot of activities to keep us preoccupied. It mostly worked, daughters were heavily focused on their grandparents and I spent more time with J and K. Nothing really happened out of the ordinary other than J and I spending more time without our respective partners.

Flash forward to New Years and my in-laws suggested that they watch the kids and my sister-in-laws take me out in the city. we booked two hotel rooms. One for me and one for my two SILs to share. We did standard dinner and drinks before transitioning to a party. It was fun to get out, but I was really missing my wife’s absence. I didn’t really admit it to myself, but I was insanely lonely. I think J was feeling something similar after her divorce. We spent most of the party with each other. K went off into the crowd and we didn’t see her for the rest of the night.

J and I drank and danced. We talked and reminisced. She has a few similarities between my wife. Some facial features, but very similar laughs. I think the laugh is what got me. One thing led to another and we were making out on the dance floor. I wish from the bottom of my heart it ended there. I think loneliness and 6 months of not addressing any need got the better of me. We went upstairs and we slept together. I wished even the post-nut clarity hit me after the first time. It didn’t. We did it two more times before passing out. The morning was awkward. We ignored it like healthy adults.

From there we went back to my in-laws, I collected my girls and we went home. So here I am filled with regret. Regret that I did it, regret that I liked it, regret this could blow up my girls already blown up family, regret that I feel like I have betrayed my wife. So this isn’t exactly something I want to share with friends. Random internet strangers, what would you do? I’m in a bad headspace now, but my best guess is to call her in the morning and say it was a mistake and it can’t happen again. Great start to 2023 after a horrible 2022, guess it only gets better from here.

Tomorrow, I’ll tell my mom that my father is cheating on her and it will destroy my family

About three weeks ago I found my father’s laptop on with a conversation open, he was talking to a woman, asking her for pictures and sending her money, I thought she was a prostitute and took a picture of the chat.

I confronted my father the next day and he admitted that he had a long term relationship with her and tried to justify himself, I’m so disappointed and frankly, he could die right now and I wouldn’t care. He asked me to please not tell my mom, but I don’t have any considerations for him anymore, I was just waiting until new year had passed.

He’s a workaholic, he was almost never present in mine or my younger brother’s life and my mom basically raised us alone, he was a provider and seemed to be a good enough person (though he didn’t really show much interest in our lives unless my mom said something).

My mom works but earns a tenth of what my father makes, so if they were to get divorced, we will be screwed, my mom and I earn very little and my brother is still in university. I don’t know what’s going to happen but I can’t hide this from my mother, she deserves to know and I know she’d feel even worse if I were to hide it from her and she found later.

I’ve spent many nights thinking of what to do and how to tell her, crying and wishing this was a nightmare, but I know we just have to live through this.

My boyfriend is so cheap that it’s literally a turn off

Sure everyone likes a good deal or looking around the clearance section but this is ten times worse. My boyfriend is the cheapest person I’ve ever known. But what’s funny is that he’s extremely wealthy. Before y’all say I’m some sort of gold digger, I fell in love with him way before I knew he had money.

He always brags about how every article of clothing he has is used and how it was “only $2.” You can totally tell because his clothes are faded and ripped in some places. In fact, I pay way more than he does. I always pick up the bill whenever we go out, I’ve given him money for driving us places because I can’t drive due to medical reasons and he literally calls me sugar mommy as a “joke” but in reality it’s really annoying.

I think what kind of made me realize how cheap he was at Christmas time. I got him things for his gaming computer and a couple customized things.

What did I get in return? A very flashy, tacky, plastic necklace that he got second hand, an empty plastic picture frame and a stuffed $3 dinosaur that you can draw on.

I’m a grown woman why the hell would I want that junk? I sorta went off on him saying how these gifts were cheap and thoughtless while mine were well thought out. He ended up getting mad at me then told his friends and parents how “ungrateful I am.”

The list really goes on as far as how cheap he is but I wanna keep this as short as I can. It’s quite the turn off when he tells me how “ridiculously overpriced” restaurants are when he’s not even the one paying. I think what upset me the most was when he started making fun of me for having expensive shoes, clothes and an iPhone.

Like a pair of Vans are only $60 and they last awhile if you keep them in good shape but according to him vans are too expensive and that’s why he wears off brand sneakers. Idk what to do but it’s extremely unattractive.

I’m 22F and he is 27M and we’ve been together for a year and a half. I thought he was my soul mate. I actually do not have any friends apart from a small circle that he allowed me to have and I really thought we would have a lifetime together.

When i found out I was pregnant last week, I wasn’t worried because I really thought he would be there 100%. He always said he never runs from his responsibilities. And i believed him.

However, he went to see a “psychic” she said i have been cheating on him with a man named “Alex”. The thing is, I do not know of anyone named Alex.

I have no exes, friends or even acquaintances named Alex. But he wouldn’t hear a word I have to say. The so called “psychic” also said that he is unable to father any children.

How is that so when I have living proof that it is untrue? I have never cheated on this man ever since we started dealing with each other. Even before we made the relationship official.

I had no intentions to because I valued our relationship too much. I’m just confused and angry that he left when I need him most because of something someone else said that I do not even understand! This is all too much!

I was set to finish my bachelor’s degree in 2022 but due to negligence on my part and not really caring for anything apart from my relationship and time spent with him, I will have to complete it this year which sets me back from the rest of my peers.

I know that I will eventually have to move on and care for my baby. My family is very supportive and they will no doubt help me in this time of hardship.

I just really thought that he’d be here. For me. For our baby. He just left, broke up with me via text like I meant nothing. Like our baby isn’t growing inside me as we speak. Like a DNA test isn’t a viable option if he has doubts. I would’ve let him get one if he really didn’t trust me. All he had to do was be here. I don’t even know if I’ll ever see him again. I’m just heart broken.