Why do my parents like to criticise every decision i made?

When I wanted to take my degree, my parents criticised and said I’m just wasting money as I’m not a study material. I’m paying for myself fully as well.

When I’m sick and i let them know that I’m on MC, they’ll criticise my work antics and said if they were my employer they would had sacked me as they also go to work being sick.

When I’m burned out from work and took leave to rest at home, they’ll criticise me on wasting my leave and my work antics and my laziness.

When I wanted to start up a small business, they criticise and said I can never make it and don’t waste my time.

Why does it seems like all the decisions I made can never be agreed on or accepted by them? Even when we’re travelling overseas and I knew the directions to a location we are heading to, they disregarded my route and walk their own route which lead to us being lost – then eventually walked back and followed my route.

I really love my family but it’s so tiring. I felt so burned out from work and life. When I need someone to speak to, i turn to them as they’re the only ones i had. But to receive such criticism everytime i spoke to them really made me sad. Sometimes I just wish I never existed.

Dear job seekers, please read this WARNING if u’re interested in looking for jobs in local SMEs, a very well-known one in particular.

I was working for a company that does cashbacks. I was lucky enough to have a pretty decent and friendly team.

But soon after working there, the higher ups decided to change their structure. This meant that almost all the things they promised me during the interview burnt into ashes.

My colleagues and I felt really scammed and helpless because we couldn’t do anything about it. Due to the huge change in protocols, some of my colleagues had decided to quit one by one.

Reason? They made our jobs much harder and increased the difficulty in acquiring incentives, basically this means harder job, lower pay.

This company, though backed by Ah gong (if you know what I mean), is unexpectedly crappy and unfortunately poorly managed by people who had overestimated their capabilities.

If they continue their terrible planning skills, this company is likely to sink despite receiving fundings.

If you could get the hint of the company I am referring to, please think twice, thrice, quadruple times before applying to them.

I really don’t wish to see another innocent soul get scammed by them. Your job scope will change very soon, don’t trust what they say during the interview.

Lastly, all that glitters is not gold.

my bf is a poly dropout. I met him during poly orientation and we started dating awhile after. He dropped out after a year and got enlisted while I went to uni after poly.

He decided to drop out because no matter how hard he studied, he was still failing most of his modules. Apparently, he just wasn’t academically inclined.

He then enlisted in army and his army friend recommended him to work as a waiter at his friend’s father’s restaurant during the weekend.

After finishing army, out of an interest in cooking, he did a part-time course at a culinary school while continuing his part-time waiter job. Upon finishing the course, he worked as an apprentice at a restaurant.

He worked very hard and took many part-time courses and participated in competitions along the way. He slowly worked his way up from apprentice to head chef.

He then went on to work at a five star hotel as a junior chef and recently got promoted to sous chef, which pays him more than what I earn as an accountant.

It took him many years of hardwork to get to where he is now. It’s definitely way harder for someone without paper qualifications to find a job that pays well. But as long as you’re willing to constantly improve yourself and prove yourself to be worthy, there would always be a place for you to shine.

Success is not determined by how much paper qualifications or how many A’s you’ve got. It’s your attitude that determines your success.

I’m 18 y.o, I was waiting for the bus after an exhausting day at school, sadly, the one I take to go home usually takes its time to arrive.

I had to spend around 15 minutes waiting, that was never a problem since the street is usually crowded with other students. Issue was that yesterday I decided to wear a miniskirt.

I am a manager at a popular fast food chain, and my boss/restaurant manager (40 something M) recently gave me a written warning for something that I did technically deserve but that’s not really the issue here

As I get older and older and take a closer look at my life, the more I realize I suck at holding onto money. The more fearful I become I will end up homeless or be stuck working for the rest of my life.

As it turns out youngsters are having it worse than me.

Youngsters have problem’s saving money, despite having a decent job, you’re likely just spending it on impulse buys, eating out, etc. Fix this by taking the “pay yourself first” approach. Just set up an automatic withdrawal from your account every week/month into a savings account (or set up your payroll at work to deposit a per cent there). You will be guaranteed to save that amount every month.

Just pretend it’s not there and don’t touch it. Wait til there’s $10k in there, then come back and ask what to do with the $10k. If you touch it for any reason that is not an emergency, you’re wasting all the effort.

Second, if your work offers you bonus, you should be contributing at least to the match and not even touch it, or else you’re throwing away 7.6% of your income each year (or whatever the match is).

Also, if you don’t like working, that’s cool. Just decide if you’d rather be a bum instead. Your choice.

Just save and invest when you can, my parents did not did it and they are still working to an old age. If you do not know how to invest as least save a fixed percentage of your savings.

Don’t get old and start to regret working to your death.

Not sure if this is the right place, so please feel free to redirect me if I’m in the wrong place.

After a month of colds, sinus infections and we get didn’t spend much time alone together. It’s two days before I ovulate and my boyfriend and I did it without ‘rubber’.

I insist that he should wear one but he somehow convinced me to not wear it and said that he will not finish inside. He said that many couples try for years without success and we will definitely be not so suay.

It was just one time and I felt that it will never happen to me but my nightmares came through.

My period stopped coming and I was stressed and finally had the courage to buy a test kit.

We bought two just in case, So the first one came out positive and so did the second one. We are really lost and have no idea what to do.

Ever since it happened, my bf has been distanced almost as if he wants to run away without wanting to be responsible.

While we aren’t actively trying nor are we financially capable to get married and unable to afford an HDB.

I’m more curious if anyone did get pregnant from that one time in two weeks because I don’t really understand how it can happen just one time. I know of some couples who try for months without success.

We revealed it to our parents and after a big hoo-hah we are going for regular checkups at the hospital. Guess what?

ITS A TWIN. I knew that there were twins in my boyfriends family and now we are twice as stress as we calculated and barely able to feed one child. How are we going to feed two.

I know a lot of people will be blaming me for allowing it to happen. Are there any financial aids out there that might be able to help us?

I worked as maintenance in a chain hotel.

There was one room at the end of the hall where things would happen while you were working on it, and the same two things every time: sometimes the faucet would start running. Not full blast or anything, but turned on enough to be running steadily.

A half turn of the knob I’d say. I’d be in the other room and suddenly hear water gurgling down the drain. Sometimes I’d be working on the tub and hear it on behind me. Whoever/whatever would also turn on the tv.

I’ll never forget being warned on my first day at this hotel that things would happen in the room, and then while making a bed and rustling the sheets noisily–suddenly aware I was hearing muffled voices and saw the tv was on.

We have numerous hotel guest that complained about this room and said that “something not working” but I always come by and there was nothing wrong.

I’m getting chills thinking back on those moments. Whatever part of the room your back was to, it felt like someone was there. I got the feeling they didn’t want to be in the way, but they wanted to be there with you.

The housekeeping staff would always go in pairs for this particular hotel room.

One thing we all felt throughout the staff: none of us felt threatened….none of us felt like it was a bad person or someone who was trying to frighten us. We all felt overwhelmed like it was someone trying to reach out. And had limited ways. And was lonely. Sometimes I’d say hello, sometimes I’d say sorry because I felt like if they were frustrated trying to tell me something, I’d want them to know I felt for them.

I realize I sound crazy but it happened super regularly and was witnessed by a lot of people.

I thought about whoever it could be, a lot. I hope having people staying in the room more steadily will be a good thing for whoever that spirit was. Maybe they felt less lonely with more hotel guests actually living there.