I’m 30 and live with my husband and three children (m8/ f5 / and m2). I work as a freelance artist from home and my husband works long hours driving. As a result, I do the majority of housework and look after our three children. Though when he’s off work and home, he takes on his fair share. Our lives mean that we don’t have much free time.

I enjoy cooking and as a mum, I make sure to give my children a wide variety of foods to eat. I want them to appreciate different cultures, flavours and different types of cuisine from all around the world, and to grow up kind and respectful of others, so a few days a week, (3 out of 7 )my children and I cook together and make a recipe from another country. We all enjoy this and it gives a perfect segue into learning about a foreign country.

My husband on the other hand has a more plain palette and prefers simple dishes that he grew up with, such as fish and chips, bbq chicken etc. We eat plenty of meals like this too.

A week ago, we hired a babysitter and went to a friend’s house for dinner. (All Covid tested and negative) They cooked a beautiful vegetarian pie, with mashed potatoes and vegetables.My husband turned to them and said “Oh god, finally! A decent meal for once! My wife is always cooking these awful smelly dishes.”

Hurt, I looked at my husband and asked him what he meant, and he said that ” he only puts up with it, because he doesn’t have time to cook something decent for himself”.

The meal was a little awkward after that, but neither of us brought it up again while there, until we came home. I told him that I “wouldn’t stop cooking foreign food with the kids and if he didn’t like it, he would have to cook something for himself.” He once again said that ” he didn’t have time for that, and I should just cook him something he likes at the same time, ” which I refuse to do, mainly because when he comes home after work he spends all his time, up until bedtime, gaming (this is around 4 / 4 1/2 hours of time after he comes in.) and has plenty of time to cook a quick, but decent meal for himself and enjoy his hobby.

Once again this week, I cooked with my kids and like I told my husband, I didn’t leave him any. He was pissed, but ordered take out. The second time he went around to his parents house and his mum cooked for him. The next day, I got a phone call from my mother in laaw saying I was ” a bad wife for not cooking for my husband, and that I spent all day doing my hobby (my actual job) and why shouldn’t he enjoy his hobby? ” Which again, he still can and does do. I also still cook for him on the days I’m not cooking anything foreign.

So am I in the wrong? He need to bring his mother out to settle small things like this. I think i married a child.

I’m 14 and I live with my dad and stepmom. My mom passed when I was 5, and my dad and stepmom got together when I was 9, and they got me to move in with my grandma. 2 years ago my grandma had a stroke, and she had to go to a nursing home so I moved in with my dad and stepmom.

Ever since my dad and stepmom got together I couldn’t spend time with just my dad, my stepmom had to come too. I always got the vibe she didn’t really like me so I had no idea why she always wanted to hang out with me. It made hanging out with my dad really awkward.

When I moved back in with them it got worse cos every time we were having a conversation she’d come in like “what are we talking about?” and just join in the conversation even if it had nothing to do with her. If she could she would stand or sit in between us too.

I mentioned it to my dad a couple times and he said he never noticed and he doesn’t think it’s true that it’s every time, he was like “it’s her house too, she can hang out with us if she wants.” I don’t think it was getting through to him that it was every time and it was weirding me out.

So next time she did it I was like “hey why do you always come in and join every conversation I have with my dad and stand between us?” and she laughed and said “oh I’m just a bit of a jealous person” and when I asked what she meant she was like “I get jealous when my husband spends time with other girls.”

I told her that was really weird and I’m not another girl, I’m his daughter. My dad and stepmom keep insisting it was a joke but it really creeped me out and I can’t help but take it seriously. I asked her to stop butting into our conversations and she was like “oh so I need your permission to talk to my own husband in my own home?” which is definitely not what I was saying at all.

Now my stepmom is acting all hurt and upset and my dad wants me to apologize for hurting her feelings. He says I deliberately overreacted to her joke just because I don’t like her and I was taking any excuse to be mean to her and exclude her. But I really feel like it was a weird joke to make even if she didn’t 100% mean it like that, and I think I have the right to be weirded out by it, plus I think I have the right to ask to spend some time just with my dad and it doesn’t mean I’m trying to exclude her.

I’m 31 this year. I was 15, he was 16 back then. I was in Express first class, he was in Normal A. We knew each other through some schoolmates. I was into singing and dancing, he was into sports and cycling, he was an outdoor person). He woo me for a while and I started dating him. Though academically he’s not very good with his studies, he’s a very nice partner. He treats me well, and he’s understanding. He showered me with love and care, accompany & send me back home on

CCA days so that we can spend some time together, Even though it was just the journey back to home from school, I felt that it was sincere. Back in the day, though he was only 16, but he had a much matured thinking than peers of his age group. He took up part time job at fast food restaurant on weekends to earn some extra allowance and to learn some skills.

When we dated, my friends and classmate would question me. Hey, why did you date him? Don’t you think that you and him belong to different status in life? That was because when he was courting me, there was actually another guy from Express stream of his level was also courting me. But end up I chose the latter. And because of these negative questioning from my surrounding, I started to feel that he wasn’t right for me.

We were in the relationship for not very long before it ended. But during the times when we were together, I really enjoyed my time with him everytime we went out on simple dates. I still vividly remember the very first time i slept in his arms was in a school camp.

Yes! Indeed it was during a school camp. This was one of the sweetest memories We had together.

Ok, fast forward to today. 16 years since we dated. He’s happily married with 2 lovely kids, and for myself, I’ve been through a few failed relationships and I’m currently attached. But whenever I scroll on Facebook and happen to see him on the newsfeed, I can’t help it but I do fondly misses him. I know ethically is not right, he’s married and I’m attached, but I just can’t control the emotions at the back of my mind of missing him.

2 months ago, my family and I were out on a family outing to sea Aquarium. I happen to saw him and his family at the Aquarium too. but I did not approach him to show my presence. I just observed him from afar, and dreaming that why the one with him wasn’t me instead.

It has been 16 years, but I have yet to move on from him, even though I’ve been through a few relationships. One day I hope I’ll have the courage to delete him away from my life, and never to think of him ever again.

I do actually wish that if fate permits, I would wish that he could be my boyfriend for 3 days, just for 3 days. And I hope that I can capture as many happy memories with him as possible within this 3 days.