I remember the night I broke up with him like it was yesterday.

He had always been a bit too clingy, but lately it had become unbearable. He had become overly jealous and needy, and I just couldn’t take it anymore.

The night I told him it was over, his reaction was heartbreaking. He started crying and begging me to stay with him. He said he would change and do anything to make it work but it was too late. I had already made up my mind.

I felt so guilty and upset for him but I knew I had to stay strong and end it. I had been seeing him for about five years and I just couldn’t take it anymore. We had been through some really tough times and I was ready to move on and find someone who could treat me better.

I had been seeing him for about two years when he started to get overly jealous and needy. He would constantly text and call me at all hours of the night, asking me where I was and who I was with. He would get angry if I didn’t answer the phone or respond to his messages right away.

He started to get suspicious of every little thing I did, questioning my motives and accusing me of cheating. He would get angry when I wanted to spend time with my friends and family, and he wouldn’t let me go out without him. It was like he was trying to control me and I felt suffocated.

I tried to talk to him about it but he wouldn’t listen. He would get defensive and say that I was the one who was wrong and that it was all my fault. I tried to be understanding but it was too much. I knew I had to end it before it got any worse.

So I did. I told him it was over and he started to cry. He begged me to stay, saying he would do anything to make it work but I was firm. I said goodbye and walked away, leaving him standing there in tears.

It’s been a few months since then and I still think about him from time to time. I can’t help but feel guilty for how I treated him and for how he reacted. I know it was for the best but it still bothers me.

The other day I heard he was trying to get in touch with me. Apparently he’s been calling and texting me, asking me to come back and saying he’s changed. I don’t know if I should believe him or not, but I can’t help but feel a little bit sorry for him.

He was always a good guy and I know he’s still hurting from our break-up. I can’t help but wonder if he’s really changed or if he’s just trying to get me back out of desperation.

Whatever the case, I know I made the right decision for me and I’m not going to let an overly jealous and needy man in his 40s cry and beg me to return.

6 weeks pregnant and I need someone talk me off a ledge

How to get over lying in relationship?

so just for context – gf and I used to be from the same office. she hated this one girl from my lunch clique because she was the manager of the girl and the girl can’t do her work properly hence she is mad at her.

So she told me she doesn’t like this girl and doesn’t like when I have lunch together even if it’s a group setting (never have I ever been to lunch alone with her or spoken to her about any personal life). I drew a very clear boundary and tried to avoid having lunch with my group on some days just to avoid the girl. I respected the relationship and didn’t question.

Recently we both found new jobs and she met a new guy colleague who stays the same area as her and takes the mrt home together. I am abit insecure I must say and I voiced out that I don’t like her going home alone with the guy. She said okay. However I already have this feeling that she is lying to me because she usually reply fast to my messages but when it’s between 530-6 when she’s traveling home her replies are slow and she told me she’s playing game or netflix. recently we got into a fight and she blurted out that she lied to me all this while. She was actually with him and she didn’t tell me.because she knew what my reaction would be.

I am super hurt and disappointed. She can’t even respect the relationship to avoid this new guy when I did all that for her when she hated the girl.

I am thinking if I should call it quits. I think lying is a deal breaker to me. Before you bash me for my reaction, I’d like to make it clear that I’ve never shouted at her, stopped her from talking to guys or ghost her etc.

My reaction was just this black face because I don’t like it. Why are girls such complicated people?

Here are what netizens think:

• Her liking for the other guy shows that her feeling for you has dwindled. It is a matter of time that she will jump ship. Don’t waste your effort on her. Move on.
• Move on, there are better females out there who are more suited for relationship and marriage. You just have to find them at the right places. Haha.
• This gf didn’t seem to present herself to be a reliable and an accountable partner. Moreover, she lied. Time to move on.
• Lying is a fundamental issue to break trust. So, if you think it is so important to you, then you know the answer.

I was in a bind. My mother had been harping on me to get married for years, but she seemed to have reached her limit.

She had made it clear that if I did not find someone soon, she would arrange a marriage for me.

Marriage had always been a daunting prospect for me, but being forced into it was an even worse one. I had to find a way out of this situation without offending my mother.

That’s when I had the idea to find a friend to pretend as my girlfriend. I knew it was a crazy plan, but it seemed like my best option. With a friend pretending to be my girlfriend, I could buy myself some more time and get my mother off my back.

So, I started looking for a friend who might be willing to help me out. It didn’t take me long to find someone who was up for the challenge. We had been friends for years, so I knew I could trust her.

Once I had found my pretend girlfriend, I had to figure out how to make it convincing. We discussed what we would say if anyone asked us about the relationship. We decided that we would say that we had been dating for a few months and had just decided to make it public.

The next step was to come up with a plan for how we would make our relationship seem authentic.

We decided to go on a few “dates” here and there, take some pictures together, and post them on social media. We also talked about what we would do if we ever ran into my mother together. We figured out a few stories to tell her if that ever happened.

Once our plan was in place, we started executing it. We went on a few “dates” and took pictures together. We also posted those pictures on our social media accounts.

To my surprise, it worked like a charm. My mother was convinced that I was in a real relationship. She stopped asking about my marriage prospects and seemed to be content with the idea that I was dating someone.

I was relieved that my plan had worked, but I also felt a pang of guilt for deceiving my mother. I knew that I could not keep up the charade forever, so I had to figure out a way to tell her the truth.

I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I decided to take a stroll down Temple Street in the city centre.

I was looking for a restaurant to Grab a late-night bite when I heard a weird voice from the other side of the street.

I looked over and saw a man in a long robe and weird Taoist priest-like hat, beckoning me to come closer. I was a little sceptical at first, but I decided to take a chance and see what he wanted.

He introduced himself as a mystic, claiming to have the answer to all my problems. He said he could make any woman I desired to fall in love with me, just with one spritz of his ‘magic perfume’.

Naturally, I was a little taken aback. I had heard of crazy things like this before, but I was sceptical. I asked him what he meant and he proceeded to tell me a story about an ancient potion that was said to have magical properties. He said that if I used it, I could make any woman I wanted to fall in love with me.

I told him I wasn’t interested and started to walk away.

But he kept following me and pleading with me to at least give it a try. He said he could offer me a free sample and if I wasn’t convinced, I could just walk away.

Finally, I decided to give it a try. I took the sample and sprayed it on my wrists. I waited for something to happen, but nothing did. I was about to give up when I noticed something strange. Women who had been walking past me were suddenly stopping and looking at me.

I couldn’t believe it. Was this the ‘magic perfume’ at work?

Then I think again, I’m standing beside a weird guy in a weird costume of cause both men and women will be staring.

I told him it doesn’t work but he demanded me for money said I have already use his product.

I quickly ran off as I know it’s scam.

The day started off like any other for my husband and me. We were on vacation in Bangkok and were spending the day sightseeing and exploring the city’s vibrant culture and bustling markets.

Little did I know that my husband had other plans.

As the evening approached, my husband announced he was going out to get a beer and would be back soon. I thought nothing of it, and assumed he would be back shortly. But he was gone for hours.

When he finally returned, my husband was acting unusually suspicious. He was avoiding eye contact and was quickly trying to get to the shower. I asked him where he had gone, but he just said he had gone for a beer.

But then I noticed something strange. He had returned to the hotel room smelling like soap. Now, I know my husband well and he’s not the type of person to smell like soap.

It was then that I knew something wasn’t quite right. I asked him again where he had been and why he was smelling like soap. He said he only drank a beer and came back.

I was in complete shock. He had been gone for so long and I had no idea he had been to but I suspected he had went to a massage parlour. He had gone behind my back and lied to me. My trust in him had completely evaporated.

I was furious with my husband and it took me a while to get over the shock.

No matter how I asked him he denied going to any soapy lands or massages. I suspect that he might have visited those dirty establishments that provides funny services.

The next 3 days of the trip was terrible, he refused to answer my questions and I kept thinking about it until the trip felt like torture.

Even after we are back in Singapore, I have no idea how to move forward from here.

I recently experienced a traumatic situation that I never thought I would go through.

My Thai girlfriend at the time was posting every argument we had online for all of our mutual friends to see and it was beyond humiliating.

It was like a nightmare and the ultimate lose face.

At first, all was good and we were having a great time. When disagreements started to arise, I was surprised when she started to express her frustrations online.

Whenever we would argue, she would post about it on social media, giving her perspective and her side of the story. She would post screenshots of the conversations we had and her friends would comment, giving her advice and support.

It was like a show, and we were the main characters.

The more she posted, the more people started to take sides and create a narrative of events based on her posts. People started to form their own opinions about me and my character, which made me feel uncomfortable and exposed. It felt like I was being attacked and judged in public, which was really difficult to deal with.

I tried to talk to her about it but she didn’t seem to understand why I was so upset. She thought that by speaking her truth and having her friends support her, she was doing the right thing. I explained to her that it was wrong to post our arguments online and that it was embarrassing for me to be the subject of such public scrutiny.

Unfortunately, she didn’t listen and continued to post our arguments online. It felt like I had no control over the situation and that my words and feelings were being twisted and used against me. It was a really difficult time for me and I felt like I was being attacked for no reason.

Eventually, I had to end the relationship as it had become too toxic. I was tired of being humiliated and embarrassed in such a public way. I felt like my privacy had been violated and that I had no control over the situation.

Later on I found out from my friend who had Thai girlfriends before shared that they have encounter similar situations as well. Guess I’m not alone.

In hindsight, I think that the problem was that we didn’t have a healthy way of communicating with each other and expressing our feelings. We should have been able to talk in private and discuss our issues without it becoming so public. I think that if we had been able to do this, the situation would have been less damaging and embarrassing for both of us.

Hi, I’m the previous OP of post of this.

Current Update:

Yeah I’ve read your comments calling me a Bridezilla but hey turns out my instincts were true after all.

Just ytd, I saw a social media post of my MUA saying hr is leaving this … bridal company. I texted him and ask why both of the people that were my salesperson to my wedding package have quit from … company?

One of the salesperson called me up and said “All this while they have been overworked, the … bridal company is UNDERSTAFFED, UNDERPAID and OVERWORKED! Hence the reflection I had on myself, no wonder they always reply late and never really get back to me with like site-viewing… now I know they have to handle all that with such a low pay.

She even tell me her pay and trust me I was shocked as hell as it’s only 3 digit salary… their taxi also can’t be claimed by … bridal company as the boss said all that is included in your 3 digit salary. Wtf. She told me the reason they quit cuz they feel they were being bullied to do everything for such super low salary. They told me almost all the wedding outfits were bought from their own pockets and since they have quit, they have opened up their own bridal company bringing along all the wedding outfits from … bridal company studio to their own new bridal company studio now… the fridge in the studio is hers.the drinks for customers is from her pocket. She said the owners can’t be bothered.

So all this while, my instincts were true. Now I already paid 30% deposit, the staffs that quit told me to liase with their new bridal company and they will try to work things out with the 70% balance money… what should I do? If the boss or owners have such low integrity as to not pay their staff, why would I want to continue engage them with their … bridal company services… ?

Hais. What bad luck. To ALL future brides, engage with … company at your own risk.

Related post:

I am the OP for this story.

I have read the comments and I just wanted to say that i am 100% not intending to pursue or get into another relationship. most of you rightly mentioned that i am still married and should sort my current one out first. absolutely agree. but in order to do this i need to be in the clearest mental state as possible so i need to remove feelings i have for this new person.

i believe i will get rejected if i confess, and so i really hope that hearing that rejection will help me give up on her. like i said i really want it to be platonic but i am suffering because of the feelings which i cannot control. i am open to other ways of helping me get over her, but believe me i have tried things like throwing myself into work, expand my social circle, and starting a hobby.

but because we still have regular meetups, the feelings keep coming back again and again. many of you have also pointed out the impact i will have on her by expressing my feelings, both emotionally and professionally. that is something i hadnt consider so thanks for sharing that.

i am also seriously thinking of ending the mentorship as an option, so i am thinking of a possible reason to say other than “i have feelings for you”, because of the reasons pointed out before on how confessing my feelings may have an impact on her.

Thank you all for the comments, though some were harsher than others.

Part 1:

My husband accused me of cheating, beat the shit out of me and ran off to another country within two days.

Yeah, eventful two days. Yay me.

I got married at 19, it hasn’t all been bad but here lately it hasn’t been good. I’ve kicked the uterus and the substance abuse and am almost done with school and his blaring paranoia has gotten worse and worse.

It came to a head yesterday when I got back from a 10-minute food da bao run and he started interrogating me saying he had proof that I had slept with this man to get some money. It went on for hours, culminating in him slapping me. I punched him back. I shouldn’t have but no one’s slapping me around.