So there’s this girl at school who’s a year younger than me and is really pretty, and a few days ago while I was leaving school I caught her staring at me, I smiled at her and she smiled back at me (she tried to hide it), and yesterday she caught me staring at her, and she smiled at me, so I smiled back, this time my friends noticed and told me to go talk to her, and I chickened out, but today I gathered the courage to go up to her. So I tell my friends that I’m going to go talk to her and they cheer me up.

I’ve never had any problems flirting with girls, but this time I don’t know what happened, just at the moment I reached the place she was standing and opened my mouth, nothing came out, instant b r u h, my mind went blank and I didn’t know what to say, so I started to try to improvise.

I managed to do an ok job saving the situation but seconds later my mind went blank again, so I spend the next 5 seconds just staring at her without saying a word, and she just stood there looking at my awkwardness without saying anything either, so I start to panic and compliment her eyes, then my dad called me and saved me from messing up even further.

In conclusion, I went to talk to a pretty girl, made it all awkward, she didn’t talk much at all.

How can I save this situation???

Here are what netizens suggest:

• Talk to her tomorrow and apologize if you came off awkward when you approached her. Tell her whenever you see her you forget what to say and often where you are at that moment and no other girl has fever made you feel that way. Then ask her if there is any way she would like to go get a coffee or an ice cream. If she says yes ask her for her number if no say you still think she’s cool and go on your way.

• Walk to her and drop a rubber.
• Tell her your ku ku point the north pole when looking at her

I married my childhood sweetheart almost 10 years back. We have known each other all our lives (we were neighbours, went to the same school, played together, grew up together, fell in love and have been each other’s first in every possible sense).

In school, we were a group of 6 friends, 4 females, 2 males. In 2016, my son was born, and in 2018, I had my daughter. Everything was going wonderful (in hindsight, almost feels like a dream). My parents wanted to see the grandkids but due to covid, they haven’t been around much. I planned a trip with kids to my parents place. He said that he had official commitments and can’t get out of them.

So I went with the kids without him, but halfway there, my mom said that she is positive for COVID and told me not to come. So I went back home, I found my husband with one of my females friends from our group in school in a compromising position. I caught them and I leave immediately.

I stayed at a hotel, and told him not to call me. He came to the Hotel a day later, and when I asked how long this has been going on, he said that it had been only a few weeks. I asked him the exact date when it happened for the first time, and he stammered. After ALOT of prodding and requests, he confessed that they have been doing it on and off for 5 years. He said that she was extremely vulnerable after the “so called friend’s” husband passaway

After the screaming went on for a while, he said that he feels sorry for whatever he has done. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. He kept begging me to not leave him and that he will mend his ways. And that he loves the kids alot. He doesn’t want our kids to come from a broken home. He says that he loves me alot and can’t imagine his life without me. He is willing to cut all ties with her and even move to a different country if needed.

The “friend” messaged me saying that she never wanted to break our family and that she was extremely lonely and he was emotionally and physically available and it just happened and that they didn’t plan it. She, also, says that she is willing to do whatever I want her to… Feels like my head will explode….

I have been crying inconsolably and my mind cannot function anymore.

I feel like my whole world has been a lie. The birth of my daughter has been a lie. All our holidays, dinners, laughs, special moments.. all of it has been a lie. We had weekend dinners with each other.

She used to babysit my kids, she is their favourite aunt. She has been a part of our family, all the while, she was DOING my husband… I can’t get the image out of my head of them on the sofa. I keep thinking about my children, and then about what a lie my life has been. Who do I talk to? Who do I trust? None of it makes sense anymore.

Open to any suggestions and comments at this stage.

I was recently proposed to by my fiance 40yo. We have been planning our wedding for 4 months, and our big day was supposed to be in three weeks time. 

Just over a week ago, I saw on our guest list that my 3 kids (from a previous marriage) were not on the guest list. I immediately confronted my soon to be husband, and he simply stated that it was a no kids wedding, which we had never talked about or agreed to. 

As you can imagine I was annoyed and asked him what in the world he was talking about. I had been under the impression that my kids were allowed to come, and that my ex-husband would be dropping them off. I and he are close still, but understandably he isn’t coming to our wedding as we all agreed it would be awkward. 

As it turned out everyone was aware of this, including my parents and bridesmaids. They had all assumed I was the one who decided this, which explained why they had been acting rather distant from me lately, especially my sister, who was my maid of honour, who was salty that she couldn’t bring her kids. 

He said he thought I knew, which was a reason I refused to accept. I asked him why he wanted no kids, and he explained to me that kids are apparently annoying, and he didn’t think they would be comfortable , where there would be a lot of drinking, even though I don’t even drink. I explained to him, slowly, that my eldest was an adult, who is legally able to drink, so she’d be fine, and that my youngest two were only coming to the lunch, not the dinner. 

He then complained that they were immature still and that he wanted to feel comfortable with me without “judgement from my kids.” 

I went to speak to my kids, and when they heard my fiance didn’t want them to come, they got very upset, especially my eldest daughter. She claimed that since she wasn’t even a child she should be allowed to come, and at the lunch it’s not like my husband and I are going to be expected to look after them, which is what she could be doing if it would allow them to come. 

I ended up saying all this to my husband, but still he wanted no kids, there, and even went as far to say that if it were up to him there would be no kids in our relationship. I was so confused. I knew he didn’t exactly have a bond with the kids, but not even wanting them was a step over the line for me. We got into a large argument, and he said it marriage wasn’t about my kids, but our shared love for each other, and if I couldn’t see that then I wasn’t being reasonable, and should rethink my actions towards him. In frustration, I told him that my kids are more important to me than he would ever be, and that if they weren’t there, I wouldn’t be either. He said fine, so I yelled at him the wedding was off. 

His family is annoyed at me as they flew all the way over to see this wedding, and most people are calling me selfish,

Am I the selfish in this situation? 

A man shared how he stands on his balcony every night in the dark and stare at ongoing traffic.

Here is the story

After the wife goes to bed the dark knight rises.

My wife and I live on the top floor of our apartment. There is a roundabout and relatively popular road right behind our apartment below our balcony.

Every night after my wife falls asleep I’ll turn out all the lights in the living room (that way you can only see my outline from the road.) and I’ll go and stand on my deck and loom at all the people who drive by.

Usually from 11:30 PM 12:27 AM. Idk why I do this, but its fun. I hope they see me and it really just gives them a story to tell when they get to their destinations.

“How was your drive?”

“Fine, I guess.”

“Was that guy out at that apartment again?”

“Yes!, we have to move into a better neighborhood.”

When it rains I wear a poncho and let it flap in the wind. Not the most scandalous confession ever, but I probably don’t want my loved ones knowing about this particular hobby of mine.