I, (F25) and my (M26) boyfriend have been dating for almost two years. Things are great, and we have an amazing time together.

When we first got together, we both agreed communication is key to making things work, and we always agreed on communicating our feelings, which led to a happy two years.

When we started getting serious, we both agreed that watching ‘adult entertainment’ was not cheating. I watch it, he watches it, sometimes we even do so together to get in the mood.

I know he watches ‘girl-girl’ entertainment and I have no problems with it, as I am bi and I know how some guys just find it attractive.

However recently, he saw me watching ‘guy-guy’ entertainment as well.

He started freaking out asking why I was watching it and I communicated that I wanted to try something different and see if it would do anything for me, which it did.

He started interrogating me, asking if I wanted to break up and get another boyfriend, or if ‘alone time” with him wasn’t enough to satisfy me. I answered no, which was the truth. Nothing was wrong, I just wanted to watch it, and I ended up liking it.

He was angry and bitter, then blew up when I started comparing it to his own habits of watching two women. It’s the same thing I was doing, just the opposite gender, so what was the problem?

After a fight, where he scolded me by saying “it’s wrong for women to be watching that type of stuff”

I quickly called him out on his double-standard and he left to blow off steam.

I’ve never seen him this mad before but I don’t think he has the rights to be angry with me.

I (22m) and my partner (27m) have been dating for 2 1/2 years. We have lived together for 2.

We met on tinder quite quickly. I had downloaded it after I ended things with my ex-bf and he was one of my first few matches.

He is kind, and generous, and I like to think we compliment each other. I take things pretty seriously while he’s pretty laid back.

When we first started dating, I asked him to delete tinder. He told me no, he wouldn’t. I assumed that this was because our relationship was still new and that I was asking for too much too quickly.

After some time, I talked about how it makes me uncomfortable that he updates his tinder so often, and he repeatedly tells me he won’t delete it. He needs to be able to “maintain his online image “.

Okay, I can accept that but updating photos every now and again? He changes his bio and is still putting out signals that he’s single. I talk to him again, he says it’s not a big deal. He just keeps it to talk to friends he’s made on the app. I drop it, and forget about it.

We’ve had that fight several times. Last time he edited it, it said “looking for love”. This time when he edited it, he was talking about wanting to have kids in the future. Maybe I shouldn’t have looked, he said it’s “invading his privacy” in the past. I did it while he was gone, and I waited for him to come home.

As soon as he walked in the door I cut him off and told him “I saw your tinder”. We sat down and talked after I cried a bit. He said it wasn’t a big deal, he just goes on there to swipe and see who was interested in him and they just send a few messages back and forth.

He mentions that he doesn’t even have the time to do anything with anyone else, and that he had over 200 matches when we first met. We fought some more, and I asked him to at least take the bio down. He said he would. That was last night, and he hasn’t yet.

I do not have concrete evidence that he is cheating but shouldn’t he not be letting people think that he is still single?

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The last time we met was two weeks ago. We went together for a staycation in a hotel in town.

One thing led to another, he taught me how to kiss, make out and then we started feeling each other to the point where I let him in without protection (he’s my first bf and I was still a virgin).

It was two strokes, half way in, because it was my first time and I could not go further beyond my comfort range, my consciousness came back after that 2 seconds and told him to take it out, to which he was very gentle and respectful about.

I asked him how he felt and he said that he didn’t feel any wetness or his ‘juice’ coming out.

All this happened on the 15th day of my cycle, my cycle has never been off and I have been really healthy and fertile. 8 hours after that, he brought me to get a morning after pill because I told him I was scared. I took it after reading through all the side-effects and what not.

For the rest of the staycay we did it once more protected.

Fast forward to today, I should be having my period but it has not come. I am concerned and scared. All thoughts and worst case scenarios are swarming at me.

Yes it’s only the first supposed day but my nerves have been so tightly wound up I’m really starting to lose sense.

My boyfriend has been sweet about it, he has had a bit more experiences with doing it as he has had girlfriends before.

When I raised to him my concerns, he’d validate it but also try to calm me down by saying conception would not be so easy because it was only ‘two and a half strokes’.

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I’ve been with my bf for 6 years. We do not live together. There’s 10 years between us, he being the older of us. He’s very rigid in his ways and a pessimist. He isn’t horrible to me. He doesn’t beat me or take advantage of me, but he is domineering , angry and rude. He is also an alcoholic. He drinks minimally a carton of beer a day and much more on his days off.

I was unemployed when we started seeing each other, taking care of my sick dad and enjoying my time with him. In the beginning he told me I needed a job, that he respected women who worked.

This was 6 years ago. So, I got a part time job in retail working in the evening. It took some time away from my dad, but my mum was also helping with his care, so splitting care- taking duties allowed me to start working.

Since then, my dad has passed and I have worked my way up to assistant manager. For the last three years I have been living in horrible conditions. My mum is a hoarder, and while it’s not as bad as some places it’s pretty bad.

Last year around Christmas, her brother (my uncle) came to live with us. He is well into his 70s and every day goes out being a karang guni to keep money in his pocket.

He then puts all the stuff he collected in the kitchen which eventually piled up, often filling the kitchen counter high.

My mum and I quarrels often about bills (my uncle doesn’t pay any) and I have been looking to move out.

I won group 2 in TOTO recently and decided to move out.

I called my bf to let him know that everything has already been confirmed and settled.

However, he was already drunk. He told me today that he didn’t understand how I was going to make it in my own place and demanded to know where I got the money to move, and how much was I making.

When I told him that I have won group 2 in one of the recent draws, he accused me of lying and daydreaming.

I was devastated after hearing it and am filled with anger now.

He told me there was no way I could afford to live by myself and that I’d never make it.

What if he’s right? What if I can’t? What if I end up moving back to my mum’s?

A post was seen online by a lady who is literally giving up on all men, be it having an intimate relationship with them or even a close friendship.

She says that all the men she met in her life are disrespectful and she is sick of their views on women and how they literally treat all women like ‘objects’ just for their own satisfaction.

She is asking if anyone had met guys who are great and respectful to women and doesn’t have to be dating material as long as they meet the above criteria.

Here is what she said:

I’m 30 and because of all the non stop disappointment I’m afraid I’m now turning into a bitter woman that hates men by default. The truth is I absolutely adore them, relate to them in many ways and I would love to have plenty of meaningful relationships with them (friendships also count).

However,, even without a dating context listening to their actual views is just exhausting… So I’m here calling all the women who did meet men who are respectful, don’t view women as objects, are supportive of feminist issues and just a great companion overall.

It doesn’t necessarily have to be a partner of yours, could be a friend.

Please give me some hope, I need some positivity in here.

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I’m from a big family – lots of aunts, uncles, cousins always around growing up and I’m the youngest cousin.

What this has meant as an adult is that by the time some milestone happens in my life, no one cares. I was expected to attend all of my cousins’ graduations, engagement parties, bridal showers, weddings, baby showers, kids’ birthday parties, kids’ graduations, and on and on.

By the time it was my turn, no one showed up. Only 2 of my aunts came to my polytechnic graduation and only about half of the family came to my wedding, and literally none of them came to my baby shower and they never acknowledged my kids’ birthdays.

My oldest just graduated from polytechnic, and not a single person acknowledged this.

Furthermore, this is after I have sent every single one of my nieces/nephews $100 for their graduations for the last 10 years, even when I was broke and it was a big hit for my finances (to be clear, money is not an issue for most of my relatives).

The latest is I heard from my mother that one of my cousins who migrated to Australia coming back with her family for a visit.

I dropped her a message to ask her to bring her two kids over for a swim sometime, we would love to see them (2 of our kids are the same age). Nothing. No response. Not even, “Thanks, but no thanks.” I start thinking maybe I have the wrong number, so my mom asks my aunt (her mom) who says, “Yeah, she said you had invited them.”

So she got the text and couldn’t even respond?

I get it. Everyone has moved into a different life period or is over the novelty of doing these things. They don’t seem to really care much about me or my family.

In my brain, I know this.

It’s been 15 years of these and I’m not a moron.

However, it really bothers me. Our family was so tight-knit, it was always family first, and it really hurts that it turns out it was family first when it was their turn, but now they can’t be bothered.

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