My mom told me the guy I’m seeing is “too hot” for me and she’s “positive” he’s seeing many woman because I’m “too fat” to score him

She told me this about a week ago and it’s been eating away at me every day. Like not in the sense that I believe what she’s saying but because she said it.

Who in the world speaks to their child like that?!

For reference though, I’m 26yo and I have put on some weight since quarantine and haven’t really tried to lose any of it.

The guy I’m seeing is 34 and very fit. He’s actually my ex from many years ago and we rekindled almost a year ago. I never talk to my mom about my dating life for this exact reason.

Ever since I was a kid she body shamed me and would tell me how she wouldn’t want to be seen with me because I embarrassed her.

She’s always told me I’m not a real girl, and I’m not a pretty one and she only will claim her pretty daughters.

Last week she was throwing low blows at me saying I don’t date, I’m going to die alone if I don’t find someone to date, and that I need to hit the treadmill so I can find a husband.

I told her there was no need because I’m already seeing someone. She didn’t believe me so I showed her his pics and she REALLY didn’t believe me after that. She told me I’m either lying or that he’s just using me and has 7 other pretty girlfriends who aren’t fat like me.

I wanted so bad to just break down when she said that but instead I just walked away from her. I guess I really just came here to vent but holy crap I’ve been feeling so down about this lately.

I’ve had a girlfriend for nearing 5 years now, I love her and her family, we gave each other most of our firsts, I imagined myself marrying her sooner or later.

I met my best friend about a year ago, I’ve never had single romantic thought about her, but when she hinted that she had something happening between her and some other guy, I felt like my heart was torn apart.

I know there can’t, won’t be anything between us, but it’s crushing me all the same because if I tell either of the two people I want to talk to most about this, I’ll lose at least one of them. So I tell it to the reddit void, knowing they’ll probably both see it but not know.

Here are what netizens think:

• My wife is my best friend tbh.. if your girlfriend ain’t it just be honest with her.

• You might lose one but time heals all wounds. I told a friend about my crush on them and they didn’t talk to me for a year. Straight left on read. I apologized that I made things weird and we’ve been talking, but I’m happy to hear about them being stoked on their new partner! I’m genuinely happy for them. All my best to you. It’s our only life, better live it up.

• Forcing yourself to love someone will never feel lime genuine love. Pretending never works.

• Usually, falling in love during a relationship can mean that something (or more) is lacking in your current relationship. Try to evaluate what that is and talk to your partner about it eventually. Couples therapy for situations like these (one partner having a crush/feelings) really help to understand how to proceed.

• It’s pretty obvious that after 5 years with your gf, things are starting to get boring and you are seeking an alternative route of freshness.

A netizen shared how hs is attracted to pregnant women.

Here is the story:

“Im a 23 year old male who is very attracted to pregnant women and I also have a breeding fetish.

So although I defiantly want to become a father someday (Children are awesome!) but I get so turned on by pregnant women and post pregnancy bodies.

However, When I see a pregnant woman I like to imagine that she is carrying my child instead.

When I see a woman that Im attracted to I usually think to myself “We would make nice babies” or I would vision her carrying my child.

Mombods are hot as well and all this crap about “Women hitting the wall at 30” Get outta here, Your ugliness hit the wall as soon as you came out of your mothers walls!

Another thing is that I hear men being scared of being baby trapped but A woman can baby trap me all she likes.

Keep poking holes in those condoms cause I want to knock you up and raise kids anyway”

This happened about a year ago. My husband and I were married for 6 years. We had some issues while married including frequent business trips, not doing any chores while home, expecting that I would cook something for every meal while also working full time. Just generally lacking empathy or affection

He died while away on a trip in a car accident. They gave us all of his belongings and it took me a few months just to want to have a look through them. To settle his property we needed to find out where he kept his money. All the accounts I knew didn’t have as much money as I thought we should. I looked through his work phone to see if there was any bank accounts I didn’t know about, just to realise they were full of pics with his ex. I didn’t want to look, but had to. His business trips were all to see her. There were messages from when we first met each other till today. Even during the wedding he messaged her saying he hoped it would be her next to him. My entire marriage was a sham.

I talked to the husband of the girl and showed him all of this, almost as an act of revenge.

A year later, I still go to therapy, attempted suicide once and can’t trust anyone, possibly ever.

Here are what netizens think:

• First, sorry to hear, I can’t imagine your pain. Second, remember, how other people view or treat you does not define who you are or your self worth. Don’t penalize yourself for other people’s fault. Hope you continue your therapy and believe in that one day, someone will recognize your worth and treat you with respect.

• I hope you learn better ways to process your emotions about all of this, and come to understand that you are not at fault. “Other people’s behaviors are a reflection of themselves.” What your husband did was a reflection of him, not you.

• I’ve gotten a lot of comfort and support from strangers in the past during some of the worst moments of my life. A good person doesn’t have to be somebody you know. I’ve had unbiased strangers help me put things into perspective or simply been kind enough to listen until I felt better. I’ve paid it forward and helped strangers get back on their emotional feet in the past, as well. And then we part ways.

I just need to vent a bit as i can’t say this in front of them. My Great Grandad was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer back in January 2021 and for around 7 months he was doing great you wouldn’t even be able to tell he had cancer then he took a turn for the worst after my grandad told him he had cancer.

so my family had tried to spend as much time as we could with him (me and my mum) then the rest of the family started to organise days out to make and create long lasting memories but didn’t invite us

(i’m not saying they should feel forced to, but when the reason there all going out was to spend time w my granda it’s understandable to be pissed)

but they continued doing this depriving me and my mother from spending time with him as when he got back he would nap as he was exhausted.

When he got even worse my granny put him into hospital a few days and we all had allocated slots to visit him, So me my mum and my granny went up to only run into my aunt and cousin they mentioned they’d been there for six hours and by the time we went in there he was exhausted even for his own wife(only allowed to visit before meals)

and don’t get wrong i completely understand visiting him but when he’s too tired for his own wife because of them it’s a bit far.

They went up to their house every single day exhausting him.

When he passed in September they stopped visiting as much. it just makes me feel bad for my granny it just made it look like their only there for granda. there so selfish and i just can’t stand them.

9 years ago I clogged the toilet with a massive poop and humiliated an innocent girl by letting her take the blame

I was 18 years old, my friend lived in a student flat and there were about 10 people around drinking and having a good time. I ended up briefly leaving to go to the shops to get some cigarettes and other bits and pieces but stopped on the way out to take a poop. The poop was huge, 9 years later it was still the biggest poop I’ve ever seen and when I tried to flush it away it clogged the waste pipe and formed a water-tight seal so the bowl just filled up. Since there was no water flowing out the toilet it wasn’t loud enough for anyone in the other room to hear me flush over the sounds of the music and conversation.

I quickly washed my hands and left to go to the shop. When I returned I just let myself back in the room and kept quiet about the poop. About 10 or so minutes later a girl called Emily left the room to go to the bathroom, my heart was pounding. She was in there an unusually long time and when she returned she announced that the toilet was clogged, a bunch of people stood up to have a look and they were howling with laughter at how disgustingly big this poop was.

Obviously, it didnt take long before people were questioning who was responsible for this disgusting display and someone jokingly (yet seriously) said to the girl “you’re the only one who’s been in there in like an hour”. Someone else followed by saying “yeah, I went in before you and I only had a piss, john knows, he was standing outside”. It was perfect, I was actually getting away with this. Nobody knew that I used the toilet before leaving the flat. Another person said “you were in there for like 10 minutes”, she responded by saying she was on her phone and even though it was most likely the truth, it just sounded like a poor excuse. She was obviously getting upset and in her humiliated state tried to bargain by saying “it probably came back up through the pipes”, people burst out laughing. Oh Jesus she really dug her grave with that comment.

It was incredible, even though she was totally innocent, people already built evidence that she was responsible for the monster poop. SHE was the last to use the bathroom, SHE was in there for 10 minutes, the person before her claimed they had a piss into an un-clogged toilet and even had a witness to back up their story. It was a closed case, if this was a court of law she would be found guilty. People were convinced she did it and there I was, the actual perpetrator standing there quietly feeling a strange mix of guilt and relief.

Everyone was a bit drunk so it’s no surprise people were being a bit nasty about it, mocking her, laughing at her. There were a few people laughing so hard they were in tears. It didnt take long before she burst into tears and left. She was always known as “the girl who clogged the toilet with a massive poop”. We didnt see her at all after that, she avoided us completely.

A netizen shared baout how he is tired of being the “funny guy” and when he is not trying to be funny and be himself, people seem to think that he is angry.

He laments being known for his humour and nobody really knows who he really is.

Here is the story:

I’m tired of being the funny guy

For almost my entire life, I’ve been known by my humor. I tend to do very stupid jokes and comments to make everyone laugh, class clown.

Thing is, whenever I’m not being funny or making stupid jokes, people think I’m not feeling well or I’m mad.

But the thing I’m simply trying to be myself and not having to be the laugh-at-me dude of the class.

All people know me for is my humor, nobody knows what I like, nobody knows how I feel, nobody knows how I truly am.

Whenever I’m not being obnoxiously loud to be funny, whenever I try to actually show who I really am, people just tend to ignore me.

Nobody wants to truly know me, or any aspect of my personality other than my dumb jokes.

Editor’s note: Ahh, the curse of the funny guy.

I (33) think my current husband (33) thinks it was my fault my ex husband was aggressive to me
The first time he told me this, it was before we got married. he said he didn’t mean it. So I forgave him.

Now I found out he told his Mom recently (2 weeks ago) that he still thinks that the reason why my ex hit me is because I had too much personality.

This hurts so bad. It took me a long time to convince myself that it was not my fault my ex hit me. The police who helped me in the past once said, there is no excuse for someone to hit a woman. It was one of the things that convinced me to leave my ex.

Now I am back to zero mentally. I am doubting myself again.

I’m not sure if I should confront him as he might just say whatever he thinks that will appease me. Of course he will tell me again that he does not think It was my fault. But does not really mean it.

What should I do?

We cant afford counseling.

Netizens’ comments

That’s victim blaming and it’s really messed up. Unless you are putting someone in true danger, there is never a good reason to get physical with someone. That’s why it’s a crime to do so.

People who say and think things like this are often not worth the air they breathe. It’s unfortunate that you have such bad luck with partners.

A man shared how he froze while being intimate with his girlfriend due to his past trauma.

Here is the story:

yesterday I froze while being intimate with my girlfriend and she asked if we should stop, I said yes and she backed off. I’ve never been treated like this before.

I am a 23-year-old man and I’ve been raped before. Twice. I’ve been molested too and this has affected me and subsequent relationships a lot.

2 days ago my girlfriend (23) was in my lap and we were making out and suddenly the images of rape came into my mind and I froze. She obviously sensed it and asked if everything was okay but I couldn’t answer and I’d begun to sweat.

She got off my lap and asked if I wanted to talk but i still couldn’t say anything. Then she asked if she should leave the room and I gave a small nod. She just grabbed her phone from the table and left.

This has never happened with me. Nobody has listened to my no before. It feels weird, different? I don’t know.

Next morning when I woke up she had made breakfast and left me a note saying if I wanted to talk I could call her anytime.

She came over after work and I thanked her for listening to me, I was almost in tears. She welled up too and said no obviously means no, but hesitation means no too. And that she would never knowingly hurt me.

I’ve never been treated like this before. My parents were crap, and almost every relationship I’ve had (3) were also similarly crap.

But she’s different, she’s been my rock when I’ve fallen low, she cooks for me because she wants me to be healthy, she leaves notes of affirmation all over the house for me to find and is generally the most genuine amazing person I’ve ever met.

I want to show my gratitude to her and want to tell her how much she means to me but I don’t know how? Also it’s still weighing on me how my say matters to her. Never in my life have I ever been treated this way.

So how do I tell how much she means to me ? And will I stop feeling this way ?

Back when I was around 8 or 9 I had gotten curious about a lot of things, with reproduction being one of them. However, me being a child and not knowing much about search history, and the fact we only had one big family computer, I didn’t know how to properly act on this curiosity.

One sunny day my parents and sisters weren’t home and my brothers were asleep and I decided that this was the day.

I would see my first explicit image.

As I typed all kinds of synonyms into the search bar I quickly learned there was a filter on the results for children, but I also quickly learned to take the filter off, and I got to see a woman with her chest out. When I was done viewing them I quickly closed all tabs, played some Barbie dress up, and went on my way to my room.

Later that day I hear an argument in the living room. My mom is scolding my brothers. I was only able to make out that she was telling them “do not EVER do that on the computer” “what were you thinking??” “What if the girls(me and my sisters) saw??”. All the while my brothers were constantly denying it.

I quickly realised what was going on. I peeked my head inside the room and asked what was going on and my mom quickly told me “nothing”, and that I should just go to my room. This confirmed it even more. Knowing I had just dodged a bullet, I obliged.

My mom saw the search history and assumed my adult brothers were more likely to look up that kind of stuff than her angelic young daughters, and though I definitely agree that my brothers probably consumed that kind of media as well, I am pretty sure they were knowledgeable enough to actually delete their search history after.

I will never ask them if they suspected one of us, I will never know if they knew, but something in me knows they knew. I also know they would understand.

Do I feel bad they got scolded? Yes. Would 8 year old me do it again? Probably.

Anyways if you read this I’m sorry bros