My mom is ridiculous, over the years she contributed practically nothing to the family financially, doesn’t have a job and yet she expect my dad to give a monthly allowance, supplementary card and etc, basically covering all her expenses.

She always want things to go her way, she don’t bother to save money & behaves like she’s entitled to all the funds just because she’s married to my dad (she genuinely thinks so because those are the words she said herself)

While on the other hand my dad works hard for the family but still, always getting scolded for the simplest thing like buying just a tad bit too much groceries back home.

and she’s extremely selfish and inconsiderate, she literally lack of self awareness, talk loudly in public, throwing trash out of the car, doing everything her way because ‘that’s the only right way’ and countless. and she will never be in the wrong!

even when i told her she’s being unreasonable she will just ‘so what?’ ‘i’m your mother, you must listen to me no matter what’ ‘you dare go against my words?’ etc.

so how do i deal with a person like this?

Netizen’s comments

She carried you for 9 months and raised you? Risked her life in the process? I don’t think your father did that? Surely that counts for something. Unless you’re adopted. Or she’s your stepmom. Then i guess… Sure, she sounds a bit obnoxious from the anecdotes you’ve provided…

Maybe you should consider learning to communicate differently and learning how to be persuasive. Maybe you should invest more time to mend the relationship…

I just think its kinda sad cos maybe your mom probably has little or no knowledge of what it takes or how to be aware of her actions or how her actions affect the people around her. A lot of people display arrogant behaviour as a defense mechanism to cope with situations that they cannot control.

But this behaviour is a learned one and can be unlearned with a lot of patience and understanding. Who better to help her become a better person than her own daughter. I mean, if you don’t bother to help her… who will?

I’ve been seeing this guy for 8,9 months. Things seemed well till I found out he has an estranged wife.

His wife is not in the country for the last 5 years. She’s a foreigner and has went back to her home country. He said she won’t be returning.

They didn’t get a divorce and have no kids. He told me things are complicated but their love is definitely over and he needs time to sort this out.

I’m so confused by the news. Why do some men like to start another relationship when they haven’t even ended the previous one properly?

He asked me to accompany him to her hometown so he can sort some issues out with her. Also to prove to me it’s over.

I don’t think I want to meet this person at all, let alone waste my annual leave for this matter.

Netizens’ comments

• Leave him until he shows you his divorce papers.Why should you accompany him to meet her. Crap, he should show you he is man enough to end things on his own before getting back with you.BTW, it’s a BS story to keep saying he need more time. He doesn’t need more time, he need more courage.

• NOT WORTH THE ANNUAL LEAVE

• Men have needs. If a man lied about his relationship status, ask yourself if that is a man you want to waste your time on? Honestly, men who lied about a divorce or previous relationships is not there to protect you, these are broken men who just needs to fill their needs and you were conveniently there. Be wise my dear. Do not get entangled with a married man, whether they are together or not. It will bring you a lot of trouble. You are the backup plan and when a man puts you in that spot. You will be surprised that he will do to you what he did to the wife. Divorced men go through divorce more than once. Do not ever think that you can change these kinds of men.

This post is gonna sound so ridiculous but I’m not trolling. I feel so torn apart rn and I need to rant.

My boyfriend of 3 years (my first rs) broke up with me 2 weeks ago over an ‘influencer’. I really don’t know how he managed to fall for someone he hasn’t even met in person.

He admitted to me that he couldn’t stop thinking of her and he started losing feelings for me. Over the last few months our physical interactions got lesser and he always found excuses to not meet.

I understand that we have our own problems like every other couple does but getting attracted to an instagram girl and dumping your girlfriend over her is really wtf?

I know he saves her photos and we quarrelled over it before when i expressed my discomfort. Never had i expected things to get to this point.

He said that her appearance is his ideal type and she seems really fun to be around, unlike me. I have been moody for some time as my parents have brought up the topic of divorce…

I went to that girl’s page and her feed is filled with photos in skimpy clothings tgt with cringe-worthy videos. I find it so hard to believe that we broke up over this.

Last night i met with one of our mutual friends and she told me that my ex slid into that girl’s dm. I feel really angry and betrayed that my ex let social media get into our rs…

Is my true self not worthy enough? Do guys really put attractive girls on pedestals even if their photos and vids are overly edited and online personas and life are made up?

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This is not the stereotypical, trivial “I slightly overstate my size.”

I have a small genital. Throughout my life I have methodically and meticulously made comments when socially acceptable regarding it that have led all my friends to genuinely believe I am big down there.

The lie started in school during PE when we were changing in the toilet. I didn’t want to stand out or be embarrassed in any way, so, like many of us did around the same age, I switched from wearing briefs to boxers. Boxers do a great job of obscuring the underlying profile, preventing anyone from discerning my size if they chose to look. Now, as a kid still growing, the lie was hopeful; Hopeful that it would become larger. That the lie, eventually, would become truth. However, while I did obviously grow some more, it always remained on the smaller side.

As I grew older, my insecurities shifted away from your standard manhood insecurities and shifted toward my facial issues. I have a recessed jaw that creates an objectively unattractive face as well as actual medical issues. When you realize you’re facially unattractive, which creates substantial difficulty for finding romantic relationships or hookups, your size down there drops waaaaay low down on your insecurity priority list.

However, despite all that, I still maintained (and cared about maintaining) my lie. Then, when with guy friends, would drop some classic, but subdued, huge genital problem. For example something about not liking skinny jeans because they don’t have enough room, you get the idea.

By far the most egregious example of where my lie snowballed out of control would be my freshman year of college with my dorm mates.

Three of us were chilling in my dorm room late one night, completely sober, and idk how we got there (I didn’t bring it up) but we were on the topic of our size. I think the conversation was touching yourself in the bathroom and using your phone, to then comparing your length to your phone. They both roughly estimated that their shaft was about the length of their phone (so pretty normal).

Then when they asked me, I first, very nonchalantly, responded, “my shaft’s a little longer than my phone”. “But bro, I don’t know about you guys, but I hate how shallow the toilet in our suite bathroom is because when I poop, my genital touches the bowl and it’s disgusting.” That line had them shocked, they’re like “bro what? that’s damn long.” I then went on and said, “well, if completely soft it’s fine, but if I’m like a half chub, then I’ve gotta hold it up a little to keep it from touching.”

Eventually, the other suitemates (there were 9 of us total) would hear of my size. Not gonna lie, I know I shouldn’t be proud of my ability to lie so convincingly, but I was impressed that everyone so easily believed me. It’s like an art: humble-bragging but with a certain tone of voice and word choice so as to sound like you’re just unaware that you’re significantly bigger than average. An example of how much they believed my “innocently unaware” perspective: when they asked what’s my girth, I said, “I don’t know that’s hard to measure but probably average.” They were like, “ok, but what you consider average might not be what we consider average.”

After they all knew, which to be honest was fun af. It felt great to be lauded for my size. However, not all parts of the lie were as enjoyable. Some of my suitemates were pretty successful with the ladies. While I’m just trying to keep up with the lie and not get exposed by being in bed with a girl.

So now I’m sitting here typing all this out because I need to admit to my lie. I don’t think I should bottle this up anymore for fear of embarrassment.