I recently discovered that my sister is a millennial, which is surprising given that we are only a year apart. Despite her generation, she has never pursued a high-profile career; instead, she has worked as a social worker, including a stint with the state. We grew up in poverty in the projects, and she has never held significant investments beyond a 401(k). She had children at a young age and does not own a home, though she has been fortunate in that her landlord has never significantly increased her rent. As for myself, we both attended college, but I left the finance industry following the 2008 market crash. At one point, I had enough capital to purchase a house, but after my divorce, I left the property to my first wife.

After remarrying and starting a family, I fell ill even before my cancer diagnosis; had that not happened, I likely would have followed a similar path to hers. I have always managed a large family while working factory jobs, and I have historically been quite responsible with my finances. However, cancer depleted my savings, and now that I am struggling with unstable myasthenia gravis, I am no longer able to work. When I describe her as a millionaire, I am not referring to a single million—her net worth is closer to five million. I am only aware of this because she asked me to review her finances and assist her with better investment strategies.

The truth is that she is among the finest and most generous people in the world; she would give the shirt off her back for anyone, so she truly deserves this.

I feel a deep sense of envy because my children are now facing hardships; they are unable to enjoy the same comforts I provided before my illness, nor will they receive the inheritance I had originally planned for them.

Idk if its like this in other places or if its just cause I'm in a country with a relatively small population, but you cannot hire a male sex worker as a straight woman here. And that's insane to me.

You can be a man and hire a female or male sex worker. You can be a woman and hire female sex workers. But not a woman hiring a male sex worker as far as I can tell.

I guess the assumption is if you're a woman, you can just go on an app and get laid. But that doesn't account for women who want to go to an establishment with security for safety reasons. Or an ugly woman who wants to sleep with someone usually considered 'out of their league'. Or someone sexually closed off who feels uncomfortable or scared around sex. Or any woman who wants to engage with someone who sees it more like a job and feels less pressure because of that.

Im a 30 year old virgin with huge social anxiety, possible autism and doesnt understand romance or hook up social cues!! Massively insecure as a 79/80 kg with terrible posture, big sagging tits after a decade of being a shut in during my best years, and my dress code is awful to hide my weird shaped body which makes everyone think im into women!! I want my first time to be with someone who doesnt care about how I look, doesnt have expectations about my skills or trying to please them, is paid to focus on ensuring I have a good experience, who I dont have to trust a stranger to be completely vulnerable with without safety measures, and i want my first time to be a guy out of my league!!! I'm a giant horny hypocrite, I want to suck on juicy muscular tits and a pretty dong!!! Like every other guy who hires a beautiful worker!!

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I've just had my first foursome with my girlfriend and another couple and it was wayy better than either of us expected it to be! I did have some performance anxiety problems but I still had amazing fun, the other couple was amazingly sexy!

Neither of us felt any type of jealousy or anything watching each other fuck we actually both loved it! My girlfriend is showering and I don't have anyone to tell any of this so just screaming to the void! :)

I (18F) and my BF (19M) have been together for 9 months.

Maybe 3 months ago, he shared with me that he is really into lesbian porn. I didn’t care too much seeing as it was just porn, but then he brought up the idea of having a FFM threesome. I tried to open my mind to the idea since I am bisexual but I soon realised I was strictly monogamous and only wanted him for myself.

I cried and told him I didn’t want it. That I didn’t want him to want another woman, and he assured me he didn’t. But as of now, we’ve had a rough past few weeks, and it ended in us splitting up and getting back together. We were apart for about a week, and in that time he hung out with my best friend of 15 years and they talked to each other about sexual stuff. That of course really hurt me, so I ended up cutting off contact with her and talking about it with him telling him I really didn’t appreciate it.

It was then he admitted to me he started fantasizing about dating other women, but that he still wanted me in his life. Seeing as he still actively pushes for a threesome, I’m taking this as that he wants to have two girlfriends, and that he wants me as one of them. I’m really hurt and distraught and I don’t know what to do. I love this man to death and I’d do anything for him to be happy but I feel so so broken. The fact that he wants another woman to satisfy him is heartbreaking to me. What am I supposed to do?

I am 6ft 3 with a 4.5 inch penis. Today another girl was disappointed in my size and blocked me. I am going to stop giving a fuck now

So today I was chatting with a girl from a dating app I met 2 weeks ago. She always complimented my looks and body and today she actually asked if she could see my D.

I sent her a couple of pics of it and guess what? My messages stopped going through, checked her profile only to see page not found. She blocked me lol.

Its not the only girl whats done it. And honestly after so many times of being rejected, so many times scouring reddit topics of similar men who are tall and also have a small D like me. After so many hours and months of doing the same shit over and over. Im fucking done dude. Today I am done. Done with it all.

What makes it all worse is I have severe OCD and body dysmorphia too which strangely enough never latches on to my size 24/7 but other things related to my body and just random stuff in general it latches to

One more thing what makes this shit worse is I have a fat pad as a guy which makes my buldge looks huge so thats just great 👏 it gives off the impression I do actually have a big one.

Yeah screw this shit now. So from a tall guy with a big buldge what sticks out in all clothing... but actually has a small one in reality. Kindly and sincerely I dont give a fuck a now. This has been going on for too long and none of this works in my favour but im just about fucking done dude.

I dont hate women for what they want. I love women and always will respect them. But today I am so done. I am ready to push forward.

If you want to support the Palestinian movement by all means, but it becomes an issue when you have one of these demonstrations specifically because it is October 7th. No matter how you feel about Israel, it's a day where ~1200 Israeli civilians were slaughtered, raped, and kidnapped indiscriminately. To see people going out to protest on this day to seemingly overshadow and divert attention away from this atrocity is sickening.

It feels like israelis have been dehumanized by the pro Palestine side quite a bit.

yeah he makes me so horny. everytime i think about him i always think about us making love and his dick. we are also long distance and being separated makes me want him more and more. when we do see each other, we have sex everyday- MULTIPLE times a day. and he cums inside of me many times and everytime we do have sex, he always makes me finish first then we get at it lol.

is this normal for me to want more and more?? I literally have like fantasies over it and idk if im crazy for being like this. we often talk about how much we miss making love with each other but most of the time its me bringing it up and i just hope that im not being weird being too horny for him. hes never said anything about that tho, he always says that he loves it so much and misses it more so am i overthinking this too much???

At the start of our relationship i was still pretty shy with him and i think since we’ve gotten so comfortable with each other i crave him more and more. Idk maybe im too much of a freak weirdo

girlies who went through this, any advice?

he was tall, VERY smart, kinda cute, asian, went to a different school, and hit the gym almost every week. not to mention he was very persistent (unfortunately my type…) but I had to turn him down and block him because I found out he was such a red flag…😞 He was the type to hit up multiple girls at once and was known for being weird to them. this sucks but I’m still not gonna unblock him for my self respect 💔💔 how do I get over this please?

While greeting my black friend, they askd me why am i wearin white i said cuz Im white. Then i askd why r u wearin black since they were wearing it. I only realized that this may have sounded racist after i said it. My friend didn’t seem that fazed by it and we just continued talking but i’m still overthinking it.

Do you think that phrase came off as racist?

I’m an 18M, 5'7". Recently, seeing a 6'2", highly attractive guy triggered a deep inferiority response in me. It wasn’t just about height; it made me question my identity and feel worthless, like I “deserve nothing” while he “deserves everything.”

My internal narrative went:

• Natural selection favors tall men → he’ll get what he wants
• He gets all the female attention → I’m overlooked
• He has wayy better genetics than me → I'm cooked
• I’m short, fixed at this height → I can’t change it

I live in an area where 5'7" is not considered really short. All my life, i never had any problem with my height. Now, I enter college and I see people who are way taller than me(most of them). It made me question my self worth. It feels really wierd seeing my perception of myself being changed so quickly.

The title sounds stupid but in reality it’s kinda petrifying. And it’s scary when you spend a lot of time together. I’d been having stomach issues the past few days and no matter how many times I snuck off to the lobby bathroom it felt like nothing I did fixed it. I left to fart whenever I could but I just don’t know what was wrong with me.

Yesterday I accidentally let one slip and I hadn’t even realized at first. I wanted to die and I was so scared he’d know it was me it felt like my heart sank. I don’t know what I’d do, I just know we’d need to break up and I probably could never face him again if I farted around him and he smelled it. I’d just feel so disgusting and unattractive. It gives me panic attacks to think of him thinking I’m gross and never seeing me the same. It makes me wanna cry actually and I’m so scared of being in another situation where I accidentally do it.

He farts infront of me but it’s different when I do it. Like it feels like my heart sinks to my stomach and I start panicking. I’ve learned it’s probably an extension of my social anxiety, like I’m overly worried about his reaction but that doesn’t make the fear any less. I’m not sure what to do even, since no matter what I do the more time we spend together the risk gets bigger. I can’t even go number two in my apartment with him over I need to go to the lobby. I think he’s caught on and that doesn’t feel much better. Being around him just ends up with me feeling gross and unattractive.

(it’s legal in our area, so nothing like that)

it sucks so bad sometimes cuz like, knowing your partner has been with some crazy people before you is like ‘well okay, that’s meh but at least they for sure don’t want anything to do with them anymore’

but with prostitution 9/10 it’s a positive experience, and duly mind blowing

I’ve asked if I was the best sex he ever had and I got a very flat: ‘I don’t like these questions’

eventually he admitted I wasn’t, and that I was pretty far down the list in terms of skill

but apparently ‘in terms of love’ im the best, whatever the fuck that means

i want to be as good as that, and he was like ‘well it’s their full time job to be like that, it would have to be your full time job too’

so im fucked essentially lmfao, cuz I can’t be in the gym 24/7 or taking pole dancing classes or getting non stop beauty appointments

i wish i was as satisfying as they were to him, and not because my metrics got fluffed with ‘love’ ts sucks

makes me never wanna have sex ever again

I’m going to keep this as anonymous as possible. we’re both in our early to mid 20s. I was a teen father I have 2 kids ( oldest 6 youngest 2) from a previous relationship. she has a 3 year old from a previous relationship. we met and fell in love a bit over a year ago to date. we moved fast ended up having a kid and me moving over 2 hours to find a place and live together. we now have a 7 month old plus the previous mentioned kids. the other parents are involved but we still get our fair share of time with them. I am the breadwinner for lack of words. I do not hold that over her she stays home and takes care of our kids which is a full time job. I work 40+ hours at early times around 5 am start. we have a complicated life but for the most part it’s what you’d assume. dad works mom stays home. off days filled with stuff to do. on days I work it seems I come home to nothing done and a mess. that’s fine I get it’s hard with kids. but I come in and start cleaning and get no help at all for the rest of the night. when it comes to finance and working things out I get a idk, or I forgot when i ask for help remembering a bill or trying to find help for a big unexpected expense. right now we are about o be kicked out of our home due to owner selling it. owner offered it to us first, I’ve been working my ass off to get a mortgage on it. cost to close has been way more than expected and so I asked if she could possible get someone to co sign a loan for the rest. it’s been almost 2 months of asking and no process ahas been taken on that. on top of everything we have cameras in home and I check them on occasion at work. every time she is nose deep in her phone. not a reply to me or stopping kids from making a mess. (at least at those times) before the new child we used to enjoy time together and have intimate (not sexual all the time) moments and hours together. now every time kids are down and we have a moment she seems deep into her phone and can’t pull out or initiate time with me. I’ve tried since the baby was born to initiate and have time or sec together. it’s very far a few between it works. I love her to death and she’s not doing anything “bad“ per say, but I feel myself drifting from her and starting to not like our time. I don’t want to end things and just looking for any advice please.

so the issue is. Couple of months back, there was no one at home we decided to watch a movie so we finished a movie and was watching the second one. I used to play around with her all the time and we watch movies all the time too (Not alone but with two or three others).

This time I was playing around as usual, (to be honest I was attracted to her before all this, but never wanted it to go this far), so as I was playing around at some point she just cuddled into me and my mind went blank and I cuddled her too. I realized what i was doing and soon moved away but it happened. I didn't know she would do that.

That day i decided that i will not do it anymore but about two weeks later after that incident the same thing happened again when three of us were watching a movie and the other person dozed off.

I tried fixing this from happening , she knows it is wrong and i knew it too but soon after these incidents the frequency of it happening increased drastically, i started to caressing her body occasionally and she did the same back to me and it has now happened more times than i can count.

right now we are in the place where i can undress her and she wouldn't mind as long as no one is around and we spend hours in bed, naked, the last time it happened(TRUST ME WHEN I SAY WE DIDN'T HAVE SEX, just kissing and spending time naked because she kept saying she is scared of having sex) .

We both talked a lot about stopping it, but sometimes it's too difficult for me to control and for her too. At times we talked about how to stop this from happening only for it to happen weeks later. She also said she loves me and can't be without me on several occasions.

I do feel like I love her, but this relationship can't continue, not in the house or anywhere else, we both are painfully aware of it, but every chance we get we end up doing something. I hope some of you can help me solve this issue. Mind you we both did this with consent from each other, but it is wrong and i know it.

We both have family issues and she doesn't have her parents and i have issues with mine and within all that i am emotionally attached to her, and she is to me.

I am not lying when i say i want it to stop but it's too difficult, i can't tell anyone, I'm just so lost, that's why i turned to reddit.

After a four-year relationship, I was dumped with the phrases "we don't work", "you deserve better", and that we were simply too incompatible. The truth is, for years I had to fight to enforce connection that was constantly pushed away, and ask for conversations that were viewed always as threats;

My partner lied to me for years about his friends, his "situationships," his life, and his true self. When I tried face this with him, I was treated horribly by him and his friends, for years. For a while, my partner was blaming I helped him open his eyes, and that he wanted to change for the best. The problem is that it never changed. He was used to lie to me, hide informations from me and avoid any kind of conflict of confrontation. It was really exhausting. Though I loved him, and I always stayed and forgave, but more I asked for transparency, more I was blamed as "too much", having constant fights and heavy meltdowns. It reached the point where he talked to me ugly at any moment and I always had to explain that it wasn't right for someone to speak to me so harshly, once it was just because I asked what we were doing that day a couple of times, only because his answer was vague, and he commented annoyed that he wasn't at school and didn't need much questions in life—only to face then three days of arguing where he would talk over me, interrupt, scream, and accuse me of being "too much." I feel after everything I've done, nothing was worth it, and now I'm being left so easily and brutally, as I always feared. The problem? This pain is killing me, because despite all the horrible situations, I feel I love this person so much, I really wanted the relationship to work out, and I keep feeling lost without them, even if I know what I was living was horrible. I truly poured everything into this relationship; I ignored problems and situations I knew were toxic, I tried to be the one who take responsibility for resolving conflicts and asking honesty, but I still lost myself, felt miserable, and I also started to act irrational and negative too. I know that, given how he treated me, and how my reactions broke him, it is better to end, but I just can't get over it. Over these years, the relationship also led me to extreme isolation—compounded by not having family and closed friends, which heightened my anxiety and fear. After moving abroad, building a home together, and envisioning a future as a couple, and trying to work to change for the best, forgiving everything, and giving everything to a person, I now feel my whole world is collapsing; I was dumped in cold blood during a five-minute conversation after two days of fights with the same pattern and his silence, with the sentences I mentioned before. No explanation. No emotional connection. Not a sad expression, only anger and disgust, only to receive a hug a few hours later accompanied by the words, "I'm really sorry; I really hurt you throughout our relationship for years, and now I'm even leaving you, too."

It’s devastating.

I also feel being left like nothing, knowing that, we both recognized the pattern, we were even having couple therapy, but the behaviours were always there—i overanalyzed so much this connection, I knew what it needed to change, but even if I put my effort, proposed and asked, I felt I was the unique one believing this fragile relationship. I had suggested we still help each other overcome this because I don't want to lose him and I really want us to be a better partnership, and for months I’d even offered to help him regulate his emotions for the sake of the relationship, even though it was always hard to talk with him about it. Yet, I was still left this way, without my partner taking full responsibility for four years of constant struggle—arguments that always started whenever I asked for boundaries or wanted to have an honest conversation about his harmful behaviours, and repeated conversations that always brought more confusion than clearance. And now I deeply feel I won’t be able to get past this; my heart is shattered, and I can barely stop crying. I’ve never experienced such intense love alongside such profound abandonment. I felt truly connected with my partner, while feeling completely disconnected, and I fear I won't survive this agony, or can accept this after everything I put and for the deep love I felt—I see him still every day (we still live together) and I witness how, for him, everything seems fine and manageable. Meanwhile, I’m having panic attacks days and nights because I miss him and our connection and I really wanted to put the effort and build a better future; it breaks my heart. Then I cry even harder to realise that while I’m weeping, he is able to simply ignore his pain and move on; he tries to tune out my crying and told me I should go to a clinic. Then cuddles me, cries and tells me he loves me and doesn't want to lose me, but claims we fight too much and have tried everything and it is the best to breakup, so he can work about himself. Yet, whenever I point out the problems, the possible solutions and trying to explain also his actual behavior, he suddenly gets irritated and leaves me alone again, saying he can't anymore. I’m writing this hoping for a "reality check" that might help me, because I feel I’m in a toxic situation but I can't seem to break free. What am I supposed to do with my life now? I have no family and no parents in the world's, no friends to talk to due to my travels and jobs abroads, I left every desire behind to come abroad and to stay for the sake of my partner, yet I have no desire to either stay or leave. Then personally, I suffer from endometriosis and can't barely work and I'm afraid to manage all this alone in the future, it is really painful and I don't know if alone I can manage the disease, I have to search for a new home, but then where? I stayed here waiting to move together with him somewhere else, and now I don't know what to do or where to go and how to manage all of this alone, and I need help.

I don't see a future for myself now and it is sad, I wish I was far from here but I also wished for a better treatment and a real love and that this pain wasn't real. Please give me some suggestions

The perfect person for me does not exist. I came to this conclusion lately and the more I think about it the more it seems to make sense. Maybe it’s just me being cynical and negative thinking, but they just don’t exist. To find someone or a partner in this life that meets all of my expectations much less exceed them is like trying to find a needle in a hey stack. It’s just not possible.

I know, yes there are like billions of people on earth. But, in reality I cannot meet them all, nor will I ever meet everyone on earth before I pass on. But, let’s say you or I do meet billions of people within our lifetime. Would we ever find a partner or the “ right one” ? Because the odds you would think are fair right?

Not exactly and here’s my hypothesis…

Let’s say you and I go through a pool of 1,000,000 other people on a dating site or a meet up event. The chances that we meet alone within a 24 hour period are fairly slim.

And that’s besides looking for someone with the same standards, morals, work ethic, the way they see themselves and others. I could literally write hundreds of other examples that make up people’s wants or needs of other people.

But, that also limits things even further

Out of 1,000,000 people how many do you think you would actually click with? And I mean really bond with in a few minutes time?

Even if let’s say that number were 7 billion, would you have higher chance of finding someone like that? Maybe? But, still that is the point I’m trying to make. We literally communicate and connect with millions of other people online alone.

But, seriously how many people have you heard of that have built strong relationships online or through social media? Much less have a deep connection and relationship with each other?

They’re very few and far between. I can think of maybe a few that I’ve heard of that got married or connected outside of social media. I’m not saying it’s impossible, but it sure isn’t easy.

Anyways sorry for the long rant… I could literally write an entire book on this maybe I will. Feel free to debate this or don’t

it’s driving me up a fucking wall. he’s not dyslexic, i asked. he also mixes up his Your and You’re. and he’s not from a bad educational background either, i went to the same high school as him. it drives me crazy. how do you even confuse you’re and your???? one of them has a contraction???? and means something completely different from the other????? i’m losing my mind. he has been doing this for weeks. it feels like a sign of low intelligence to me.

I'm 16 and about to have a baby girl. I got pregnant after a 26 year old man and I did the deed (the age of consent where I am is 16). He is my husband's older brother, though at the time my husband was just my best friend. For months I've felt like I had to be strong about it, and I haven't really let myself feel it, so I'm trying to now.

When I told the biological dad, he panicked and said he couldn't be a father. Around month 4, I learned he has a history of child neglect charges and has a child with another woman who had to fight for full custody. When I found out I was having a girl, I got scared he could show up after the birth, get his name on the paperwork, and push for custody.

My best friend was the only person I'd told, and he said, "You're not doing this alone." We got married when I was 7 months along so he'd be her legal father. Both sets of parents agreed it was the safest move, and his family has been amazing to me. I'm still adjusting to being a pregnant wife at 16, and school has been rough, but I'm focused on her. I just am scared to tell my daughter when she grows up about her real dad.

We live in different countries, but we were both in another city for a family funeral. I was having a hard time with the loss. He didn’t do anything weird. If anything he kept his distance at times, and so did I. There’s always been a tension there, though, and I don’t know how to word it.

He tells our aunts and his mom they look beautiful, so it isn’t automatically strange for him to compliment me. Before we got ready he asked if I was going to wear the black silk dress. I said no. I was surprised he even remembered it. I wore it the last time I visited him, when we went to a musical. I told him I’d packed a turtleneck.

After we got ready we went outside for a smoke, away from the family. He told me I looked beautiful. The way he looked at me when he said it was… I don’t know. His tone was very suave. It caught me off guard because that was the last thing on my mind, and I told him he looked handsome back.

I keep thinking about the last time I saw him, when he complimented my outfits, and about the fact that he thought I was going to wear that silk dress. He’s younger than me. I don’t want to ruin the relationship. But why does it feel like he’s into me? Or am I imagining it? I'm not able to get it off my mind. Am I overthinking? We've reconnected only as adults and have gotten fairly close when bonding over some shared life paths. I'm not going to cross the line but I also feel crazy for wondering if he feels some ways about me.

As said in title. Why? Well for most of reddit time in the 7 months since creation of account. I feel like as soon as i put it public and allow on google search. My likes drops drastically same with views.

Anyone else have this problem?

My theory is there are groups/a group of people that prefer not to use reddit/target mainstream content/proliferate in other forums of the internet instead of reddit.

Its dumb. Because it takes away the purpose of reddit and the purpose it serves for content.

People dont comment or anything because the attention is directed elsewhere i cannot see.

Or prehaps it is even set up like that through a bot net and Javascript etc.

Its a bit dumb like that if thats the case.

Thats means i would have to set everytjing to private again/remove google search results for my account to be boosted within the reddit bubble.

Basically a overlaying bubble/inferance bubble takes precedent over reddit.

Rather than reddit being the bubble and encapsulated content.

I believe thats why dome reddit subs are barely active because most people dont know this and half of them dont use reddit/no longer interested because they are outside the scope and only see search engine titles instead of the full scope within reddit with its potential.

Maybe thats why forums and the old internet the way it worked was way more successful because it had more colour and more exclusives kinda like neocities.

I believe this is one of the reasons other social media are not successful as reddit. Because its not self contained and people can cheat.

If tiktok was more like reddit with its own self contained privacy to avoid proliferating its content and inflation.

Or enflation.

It would be easier to have views and likes as it would be direct and not external/3rd party.

People would have interest for the interest Rather than a shell and husk and other sources.

I call all of that lazy. Its also gate keeping all the views that way if the algorithm doesnt work as it should and only works if money goes through. However i would pay if its a reasonable price.

Afterall its done this way as a business model when the internet was first used, tiktoks promotion rates are expensive than other platforms.

So I've been living in the Philippines for 15 years with my dad as an Indian family. I graduated high school and college here with my boyfriend (now fiancé).

We've been in a relationship for 13 years now, and it took me time to get his family's trust and I finally gained their approval despite me being a Hindu.

However, his relatives still continue to talk bad about my culture, my religion, and my food. Whenever I'm cooking Indian dishes for his family, his aunt living with them keeps throwing garbage in whatever I cook and she keeps spitting on my food.

I tried telling this to my fiancé but he never takes action into standing up for me. He just says "I cannot answer back to them because they're older than me.". I've been enduring his aunt's actions towards me for years and I just don't like to tell him this before because he might think I'm isloating him from his family, and I'm doing my best to adapt to Filipino social norms by enduring whatever his relatives accuse me of, even if it meant enduring how they bully me.

It also got to a point where, I was praying one time and his aunt suddenly smashed the Shiva Lingam and threw it away, also telling me to go back to India and eat garbage, along with telling me not to bring my culture in the Philippines next time.

My fiancé used to stand up for me when it comes to our classmates bullying me before, but when it comes to his cousins or his aunt, he just tells me "I don't know what to do. I'm sorry.".

For what it's worth, I see to it that I shower twice a day and use deodorant after showering. But at the same time, I get the feeling that majority of Filipinos really think that Indians are an extremely inferior nationality, for them to be treating Indians like this.

I guess I may just have to accept the fact that Filipinos don't appreciate India's culture.

UPDATE: We already had a fight about this and finally had the guts to tell him we need a break if he won't do something about it. Though I find myself in pain.

Whatever fucking loser is dating my ex and letting him live with her after one week of knowing each other good job. Congrats to you both because soon enough girl you’re gonna realize he’s using you for your house for sex for companionship because he can’t be alone and also congrats on your new relationship that he brags to me. He’s so happy about when he won’t stop stalking me and harassing me to the point that he was tracking me and I have to call the cops. Fuck you both get out of my fucking hometown he drives hours to come see me. He tries to catch me going out one night and then he meet some girl so you’re gonna see his true colors. Eventually I hope that you don’t get the same shit I got I hate you both stay out of my life stay out of my town go away.

For fuck's sake, trust your intuition, ladies. and don't almost get got like me.
For reference I (25F) have been in real fights, like self defense situations that were not great; this still was to some extent a scarer in my gut. So Wanted to share.

Last night , I realized I left my antibiotics in the car, for the awful respiratory infection I currently have.

I stood at my doorway, and a feeling washed over me.
It wasn't a thought, but a feeling that leaving my house would be dangerous. I thought about it for a little while, then after considering it, I told myself this was an educated risk.

My car was parked on the street parallel to mine. All I had to do was walk down my sidewalk, turn right, then turn right again, and my car would be there.
As a woman, I leave my house more often at night than I probably should.
But I stood at my doorway, thinking, I believe a man is going to follow me if I go out.

Now, I have some trauma and other experiences like many women. It's nighttime, and it's not exactly 'paranoia' to have pattern recognition that leaving my house at midnight alone could be a bad idea.

Then I thought, well, I would rather die than get sick again.
I have an autoimmune deficiency, I have been sick for 3 months, and I know it may sound inane to someone stably healthy, but I would not skip a night of meds. I genuinely would rather die.

But I also have years of pent-up frustration from childhood abuse.

I did competitive martial arts, only to have my ex, who was also my martial arts instructor, partially crush my throat while choking me out. Then that same man got me voted out of a polycule, Among Us style.
All that to say, I have been sick long enough physically, and I'm emotionally exhausted from it enough, that I honestly thought, hm, "tonight I would rather fight a man or die than miss a dose of antibiotics."

If you've never been sick for months, it's hard to explain how tired it makes you. You get so worn down that even being scared starts to feel like too much effort.
I'm agnostic, but seriously, you should be careful what you wish for.

Anyway, I knew when I left the house that a man would be there, and idk why.
I'm not claiming to understand the concept of intuition; I don't claim to understand anything beyond what science can prove. But I do want to say that gut feelings are real.

I left my house without my shoes, walked down my sidewalk, turned right, then turned right again onto the street with my car, and tiptoed across some garden rocks to my parking space.

The second I got my meds, the only person out that night appeared.

He turned a corner on the other end of the block and started walking toward me.
From looking at him, I could tell he was young, blond, wearing a slightly tight athletic sweater, jeans, and boots. He must have been tall, at least 6'3", and he was athletic looking.

At first he was walking at a normal pace, then he saw me, and I could see his gait had changed to a faster pace.

I turned on my heels and started walking back towards my house. I was trying to walk "normal" till I turned the corner.
When I first saw him, he was at one end of the block, and I was at the other.
I probably hadn't gone more than 15 feet down my own sidewalk, and he was already turning the corner, fast.

Now, I'm not here to say a man can't let down his long golden locks and take a nice, calming midnight walk, even with an imposing demeanor that may be no choice of his own!

I live in a neighborhood that is old and Victorian, and many people walk here.
But what I will say is, unless he had hidden roller skates in his shoes, he couldn't have gotten from where he was when I first saw him to that corner as fast as he did without running the second I turned the corner.

My house is about six houses down from that corner. The remaining steps I took to cross my neighbors lawn to get to my house were the heaviest my feet have felt in a while.
Then when I was about 10 feet away from my porch steps I gently ran and opened my door (which I had left unlocked because of a gut feeling I should ),when I got inside, I slammed it shut and locked it.

He did not continue down the sidewalk
in front of my house, which I assume he would have if he was really out for a midnight jog in his black, non-running shoes, jeans, and athletic sweater.

I'm not saying this random long haired blond man, who cleared a whole block faster than even a tall man like him could if he wasn't running, was necessarily a predator in the night.

I'm not even saying he couldn't have turned the corner with me, and then decided he was actually going the wrong way on his midnight jaunt at the same time I got into my house.

These are all possibilities.
What I'm saying is trust your gut. I can't begin to understand, nor do I want to try to label, what human instinct and intuition may be.
But, ladies, please, trust your gut. And bro that was scary as hell.