My 15y.o sister has the habit of takings things from my bedroom and keeping them or losing them. My father has talked to her, punish her, make her pay them back but she just doesn’t listen, my mom always takes her side and makes excuses for her. My dad had enough so he bought me a small safe (against my mom’s wishes) and I keep some jewellery, make-up, my diary and gifts from my boyfriend.

My BF comes from a upper-class family and he’s always buying me stuff, most of it gets stolen by my sister but the most precious gift I have for him is an iPad pro he gave me for my birthday on feb 14. I love to draw, is my hobby, my form of expression and how I relax. I used to do it in my laptop, but since he gave me the iPad now I can do it in my free time during classes, in the train, the garden, I have more options now. he also made a custom case that he paint with a lot of things for me. When I’m out of home I leave it in my safe because is one of the only things I didn’t want to lose. And to be honest I don’t want my sister putting her hands on it.

I spent two days at my brother’s apartment planning my lil sister’s birthday party, when I came back I went to take the iPad to sketch some ideas but I only found the case. I thought I had leave it somewhere else but I was sure I didn’t, I also never took the case because is my favorite thing, I looked around my whole room, my dad’s office and everywhere, since I’m usually there all the time. I also called my bf and asked if I left it in his house but he said no. When my family came back I was awfully crying in the kitchen.

My dad asked what happened and I told her that I couldn’t find my iPad. My mom said very lazily ”your sister lost it in the train yesterday”. I asked what and she said ”Your sister took it to school and lost it. Accidents happen, let it go”. I was actually livid, I said that my sister opened my safe (dunno how) and STOLE my tablet. My mom told me to shut up and to never call my sister a theif again, my dad got involved and after much fighting he said that my sister had to pay me back,

my sister just said that she didn’t had money and attempted to go to her room so I told her that I’ll take the money for her party and just keep it for my iPad, she came right at me and told me that I couldn’t do it, my mom sided with her and demanded the money but I said ”No, she owes me. I get to keep it” and ran to my room.

My father said that I could do it and buy another one, my brother transferred the money a few hours ago , my sister has been crying because she just lost her sweet sixteen party and says a tablet is worth much less than that.

My brother is coming home in around 20 min to talk to my parents, I don’t know why but it might be about my sister. My bf is also on his way here to install a new safe for me.

He used to flick me in the mouth when he didn’t like what I was saying

I felt like such a child and I hated it I don’t know why it stands out to me more than anything else he did.

One small thing would end up with him going way over the top and staring at me while I was stunned on the floor.

He used to laugh to himself and say things like “I can’t believe I ended up with someone who looks like you, I thought I had such higher standards”.

He would never laugh at anything I said or validate it even if he thought it was funny or agreed with me, I would have to say that somebody else said it to get any credibility.

If I was good at anything in front of anybody else he was outwardly demeaning and negative about it. If I had an opinion about anything that he couldn’t ‘outsmart’ or something he would lose his mind and we would have an argument over it. He lost it over me disagreeing that aliens came to Earth.

He was an extremely violent and dehumanizing person in so many ways yet him flicking me in the mouth is what I remember most and what I’m most embarrassed about.

I hate that as a woman I have to be afraid of how insanely likely it is that I will fall into a relationship like this again if I don’t stress about it enough to catch the signs of an oncoming predator.

I have no idea how to approach dating again because of how afraid I am of this kind of nonsense happening again. And I hate how resentful I am about that.

I hate that I feel bitter over being a woman because of how common this is. Not even like 1 in 10 type common, like being robbed or something, like 1 in every 3 men will hurt you and not care (or even notice).

If I overlook two or three behaviors I could be in serious danger and I hate that men just have no idea that this is a thing.

It’s always that “I didn’t do enough”, “I’m just naive” or “just don’t stand up for myself”. I just “let it happen”.

Not only do I have to face the humiliation of what I went through just by thinking about it and coming to terms with it having been real, but now I have to answer to whoever I end up with next.

Which means now I have to factor in trying to find someone who understands this. Not only does that make dating a meticulously exhausting process, but a cripplingly disappointing one.

I don’t know. This ended up more angry than I intended. I don’t know where else to get this out of my system, thanks for sitting through it if you did. Being a woman is such a scam.

I asked my boyfriend why he kept cheating on me. His answer completely broke me.

So me (30F) and my (EX) boyfriend (32M) were together for over 3 years. After 1 year of us being official, I discovered that he was cheating on me.

I was devastated, but I also believe in second chances. I desperately wanted to give our relationship another shot, so I forgave him. That moment kick-started the downward spiral of our relationship.

I would discover him cheating on a regular basis with multiple different people. Every time I would confront him, he was honest with me. Because he was upfront, I would always give him another chance. I believed that, because he was honest, what he was doing wasn’t that bad. After this catastrophe of a relationship dragged on for the next 2 years, I finally reached my breaking point!

2 days ago, I was in the bedroom and he was in the living room watching TV. I peaked at his phone that was charging on the nightstand. I saw that he had created a new dating profile and was texting other women. I felt so defeated!

This had happened so many times and I just couldn’t figure out why he was hurting me. I came out of the bedroom sobbing and confronted him for the millionth time.

He was completely unfazed and just sat there calmly listening to me. I blurted out, “Why are you doing this to me?? Don’t you love me?? I do so much for you! I cook, clean, sleep with you, support you..everything! What else can I possibly do? Just please tell me…why?!”

He looked me dead in the eye with zero emotion and said, “Because I know that you won’t do anything about it.”

I don’t know why, but what he said opened my eyes for the first time. He was absolutely right! I knew right then and there that I was letting him walk all over me. He didn’t need to come up with bullshit excuses, deny it, or even hide it from me!

So here I am, sitting alone, feeling like the biggest and weakest loser on the planet.