Im a woman in my 40s and I have 2 children with my ex “Mike”, including “jane” (f17). She is at the age to go to poly and she is in the midst of deciding where she wants to apply for.

We have been lucky enough to save a small education fund, totalling $50,000 for jane. When looking at schools she was interested in, I sat her down and talked her through the process + her fund. (Mike lives in at Pasir Ris but knew we were having this talk.

I told her how much she had and discussed different options. I told her how public schools are typically cheaper and more recognized compared to private schools, and how she might have to take out a loan if she chose a more ‘prestige school’ or didn’t quality for scholarships.

I told her that if she didn’t spend all the money on schooling, it would still be hers after graduation. I also brought up how staying close to home(We stay in woodlands) would save on living expenses if she didn’t want to travel so far. I wanted her to make an informed decision with all the facts, especially financially. Because of this, Jane has looked at applying for Republic Poly which is nearby.

Mike called me furious, saying that jane was considering a school close to where I live and that it was only because I had scared her into it by telling her she couldn’t afford other private schools and travel arrangements.

I told him I’d had an age-appropriate conversation about education, finances, and student debt with jane and she was making decisions that are in her best interest, not mine or his. Before this, jane had considered moving in with her dad as he lived within a short driving distance to Temasek poly which she wanted to go too.

Now she is apparently looking at other schools and isn’t as on board with that discussion anymore. Mike said that I had financially blackmailed her so that she wouldn’t go live with him, and that I’d only told her all these things to scare her financially.

My son’s (6 months) been cranky all morning because he’s teething. I had to go grocery shopping and since it was just me taking care of him he came with me. Normally he’s calm when I have him in his baby carrier because right now he just wants to be held by me but I forgot that at my mom’s yesterday so went in with his stroller to the market.

The plan was to be in and out in under 5 mins because he really wasn’t having it today. This lady kept popping up at every aisle I was in.

Well it’s a small market too so not like she was intentionally following us. He wouldn’t stop crying then she’d say “he’s hungry why didn’t you bring his bottle” and I would tell her no he’s not hungry he just ate 15 mins ago. Then it was “uh oh sure hope your daddy remembered to change your diaper this morning” (diaper wasn’t dirty).

At some point I picked him up for a little bit, he calmed down when I rocked him then lost it again when we got to the check out line because I needed to put him back in his stroller so I could put everything on the counter and pay. It was already a stressful day for me, I’m overwhelmed trying to hurry up putting everything in a bag while my son’s crying.

This lady is at the checkout line next to mine and she says “maybe next time he should stay at home with mommy don’t you think?” Normally I’m not a confrontational person but this one really got to me. “Well his mom passed away so why don’t you just mind your damm business already and go”

She looked at me a little shocked and then there were other people there too so she was red. The lady didn’t say anything to me at all but then at the parking lot she apologized about his mom but she didn’t think I needed to be rude and throw that at her face because she didn’t know what happened.

I really didn’t wanna get into it anymore I just told her to get the hell out of my way and leave me alone. Got in my car and left. Im home now calmer and wondering if she had a point. Because like I said normally I’m not like that with people but since it was already a hard day and stuff it infuriated me so bad. Was it an overreaction though?

I get sometimes people think they’re helping when in reality know nothing when it comes to calming a baby and usually brush that off

A netizen shared a spine-tingling encounter that his grandparents had when they were younger, with a demon who was pretending to be a little girl in the woods.

Here is the story:

This story comes down from my grandparents who grew up in a small town in Malaysia. This is one among many encounters with the paranormal in their lives.

My grandparents come from a deeply religious family many decades ago and Angels and demons are a real part of everyone’s lives.

My grandmother was 9 months pregnant with my uncle when her water finally broke. It was the middle of the night.

Unfortunately for my grandparents, their house was on the other side of the town river. Where lighting was poor and the roads were dirt.

To get to the town center to catch a ride to the hospital, my grandparents needed to walk across a narrow, poorly lit bridge and up a large hill.

An uneasy trek even when you’re not getting ready to give birth.

As my grandparents reach the river, they can hear the flow of the water and the cool breeze. My grandfather tells my grandmother to stay strong and focused. This is no time to be caught off guard.

As they are about to walk across the bridge, my grandmother hears a cry. A little girl. Barefoot and sitting on a rock by the river.

“Help me” she says. She can’t be more than 5 years old.

The little girl is looking right at my grandmother. “Help me, I have a splinter in my foot.”

My grandmother immediately feels a sense of motherly duty come over her as the little girl tends to her foot. My grandmother becomes very concerned for this little girl sitting on a rock in the middle of the night.

She approaches the little girl who’s got tears streaming down her face. As she reaches closer, my grandfather leaps in between them. He takes out a talisman and holds it in front of the little girl.

To my grandmother’s amazement, the girl disappears immediately. My grandfather turns to her and says “you know better than this. You know the devil disguises itself as innocent and inviting as it can.”

My grandmother begins to sob and thank my grandfather as they continue their journey to the hospital.

Editor’s note: That was chilling…

My wife has a habit of falling asleep on the couch. She is a very heavy sleeper. When we sit down to watch TV she always tells me to wake her up to go to bed so she can take her medicine.

Well, 90% of the time when I try to wake her up she just tells me “5 more minutes” several times for a couple of hours. Sometimes it even gets past midnight before I can get her up. I am exhausted from the day and want to sleep too. So the last time this happened I tried to get her up for about an hour 1/2. She just got annoyed when I tried. So when 11:30 rolled around I just went to bed. The next morning she was furious.

I’m genuinely curious if I’m in the wrong here.

Here are what netizen thinks:

• Maybe I and her need to move the TV or get a small TV for the bedroom… maybe that will help her sleep?
  
  Perhaps the background noise helps her sleep, my grandma is the same (so you do not need to turn off the TV when trying to wake her or leave it on?)
  Also its not fair that you, you have to be accountable to wake her up so she can take her medicine. Her meds, her responsibility and its nice that you have been helping but you also gotta take care of your health (getting enough sleep). She should set an alarm, or alarms, that are very loud to wake her up/remind her at or around the same time daily.

• I used to fall asleep on the sofa all the time and it caused no end of stress between me and my husband. We got a TV for the bedroom and it has changed our lives!

• she needs to chill, like take a seat as in back off and calm yourself. You tried and she can be responsible for getting herself up she is an adult. I fall asleep on the couch and when my husband wakes me up I move to the bed or stay on the couch. It’s not his responsibility to force me to move it’s just kind of him to try

• She needs to go to bed earlier or accept she will be on the sofa. It’s not your responsibility to continually unsuccessfully try and wake her. Tell her in future you’re trying once then throwing a blanket on her and going to bed. NTA.