Throwaway because my main account has too many friends, and if they find out I’m complaining about this, they will never let me hear the end of it.
But guys, wallahi I am genuinely losing my mind and my life force here. I need to vent because my body is literally shutting down.
Context: My GF and I have been dating for about 9 months. At first, everything was normal, everything was great. But ever since we started staying together more often at her place, her drive has skyrocketed to an absolute crisis level.
I am not joking. This girl wants to piak every 3 to 4 hours. CONSTANTLY.
The “Schedule” From Hell
Let me break down what my daily life looks like now:
- 0600 AM: Alarm hasn’t even gone off yet. She wakes up, rolls over, and it’s go-time. I’m still half-asleep tasting yesterday’s cai fan, but no choice, must perform.
- 1000 AM: We are both working from home. I am in the middle of a super intense Microsoft Teams meeting with my director, sharing screen. She sneaks under the desk. I am literally sweating bullets trying to explain the Q2 KPI charts while she’s trying to start round two.
- 0200 PM: Lunch break? No, “dessert” first.
- 0600 PM: The moment the work laptop shuts down.
- 1000 PM: Before bed.
- 0200 AM: Wakes me up in the middle of the night because she “had a dream.”
Every. Single. Day.
My Body is Giving Up
Bro, I am a 26-year-old guy, not an NSF on high-protein diet with unlimited stamina. I am just a corporate slave working 9-to-6. My lower back is permanently aching. I am drinking three cups of Kopi O Gao every day just to stay awake, but my heart is palpitating because I’m so sleep-deprived. I look into the mirror and I swear my hairline is receding from the sheer stress of trying to keep up.
Yesterday, I tried to give an excuse. I told her, “Babe, can we not today? My project deadline is due and I am very tired.”
She immediately pouted, crossed her arms, and said: “You don’t find me attractive anymore is it? You looking at other girls on TikTok right?”
Then she started crying! Saying that in a relationship, intimacy is very important. I felt so guilty that I had to force myself to do it again. By the end of it, I felt like a piece of dehydrated sugarcane that had been crushed through the machine three times. There is nothing left inside me!
How to Say No Without Drama?
My friends all think I am living the dream. When I subtly hinted to my bro that I was tired, he laughed in my face and called me a “weak weak strawberry.” They think it’s a flex. It is NOT a flex. It is a health hazard. I am genuinely scared my kuku bird is going to drop off or suffer permanent friction burn. I love her a lot, she’s sweet and pretty, but her battery is like Tesla, and mine is like a cheap Miniso battery.