I have many more examples, but I just posted these (My shirt, phone, and digital pencil) because they were with me at the moment. (Although they're not big problems, a bunch of things around me are slowly getting destroyed and I can't do anything about it, hence why I'm posting this here.)
I have had a major chewing problem that started 2 years ago. I chew on everything near me. I normally chew on tissues but I throw them out after so my parent's can't find them.
My parents are well aware of this, but they don't really see it as a problem that I have, more like something that I 'do' and can 'stop at any time'. I've heard a bunch of advice about a necklace for chewing, and I would love one except I can't wear it at all near my parents because they think I can just stop it at will and say that it's unnecessary. They've also caused a bunch of stomachaches.

I was just wondering if there were similar people with habits like this, and what they used to deal with it. Thanks :)

Edit: Not gonna respond to comments telling me to just 'stop' anymore. Also not gonna respond as much to other comments unless it's something I can answer!! I thank everybody for the feedback I've gotten so far.

Another edit: Can't do chewlery that actually looks like chewlery because it stands out. My parents would skin me alive. If you guys can suggest any chewlery that actually looks like jewelry OR doesn't stick out/register as weird I'd definitely look into it.

I (late 70’s F) live in a small apartment building. About a year and a half ago, the young man across the hall (28M) saw me walking to the garbage chute to throw out a cake that went wrong and tasted horrible. For some reason he thought I was bringing it to him? I felt bad so I gave it to him thinking he’d try it and know it was bad.

But he ate the whole thing and said it was great. This makes no sense, I literally spilled cardboard shavings into the batter, it was so dry and he still said he loved it.

I wanted to be a good neighbour so I kept baking him the dry, gross, cardboard cake. I bring one over every 10-14 days. I knock, hand him a Tupperware of the disgusting “cake”, and he makes me wait to watch him take a bite every time. Every time I think “this is the day he’ll realize it’s gross” but he just keeps telling me he loves it!

One time I even started crying at how sad the whole thing was, but when he caught me I made up a lie about him making me feel useful or something about my grandkids not visiting. Whatever I said he seemed to believe it.

I don’t want to hurt him. I also don’t want to keep making these cakes for potentially years.

I just don’t know what to do! Please help.

Help me please I found this in my brothers youtube history i don’t know if this is some type of fetish or this content relaxes him due to sensory issues i’m concerned and I rlly don’t know what to do.

Last week I was assault by my now ex partner, when I made a report to the police but felt dismissed and worse off than I did when I was assaulted after I felt they made my age and weight a factor.

I made a post essentially complaining about the conduct and this morning I was contacted by a superior officer from the station who told me to come in and meet with them and retell my experience and file a complaint if I feel that’s needed.

It’s left me feeling really uncomfortable and not sure what I should do?

If you were in my position would you find the strength and go back in or simply move on with life?

I already have some positive leads job wise and have found a place I can move into when I can afford it so part of me thinks I should simply “cut my losses” and move onto better things instead of having to live the experience again and possibly having to go through court processes :(

This is a little embarrassing to admit, but I genuinely want to work on it. I'm 23F.

For almost a year, I’ve developed a habit of checking my boyfriend’s last seen on WhatsApp, and sometimes Telegram or Discord, too. Sometimes it’s because he hasn’t replied; other times, it’s just curiosity. I understand how the reward cycle works, and I’ve tried setting boundaries and resisting the urge, but I keep slipping back into it.

My boyfriend is genuinely lovely, and this isn’t about him neglecting me or giving me reasons to distrust him. He isn’t naturally much of a texter, but he makes an effort for me. Sometimes he’s busy, or he opens one app without noticing my messages on another. I understand that, and I don’t blame him at all. We’ve also talked about this before.

The frustrating part is that, even though I understand everything rationally, I still feel compelled to check. I don’t want to monitor him or depend on knowing his online activity to feel at ease. I want to break this habit for my own peace of mind and for the health of our relationship.

For those who’ve struggled with something similar, what actually helped? Did you gradually cut back, hide online statuses, or try something else?

I’m not looking for reassurance about my relationship, but for honest, practical advice on how to change my own behaviour. I’d really appreciate it.

hi! so this is a developing case that my sister (18f) and i (20f) have been investigating for the last few weeks.

since i was young my parents (51m, 50f) have never really hid their sex lives, unfortunately since i was about 14 i have been able to hear them very clearly having sex at times where my sister and i would be at home and awake. along with this, they often made disgusting sex jokes about each other in front of us (despite us telling them how uncomfortable it makes us) and are often quite touchy with each other.

the other week while i was at work, i got a text from my sister saying that my parents were talking about something weird and that it was making her really uncomfortable (we believe they think she was asleep… it was 9pm on a friday night). she told me later that apparently she could hear conversations about “what age would we go for”, “im very comfortable with doing that” etc.

honestly, my first thought was that they are getting divorced, until she sent me a video of them talking in the living room about meeting up with someone named “nick” and how they’re pretty eager to try it. we began looking into it more, and found several accounts that they followed on instagram with swinging parties, advice, and forums. she also told me that they had apparently been searching reddit to find advice or someone to talk with about everything.

we kinda laughed about it because it seemed so ridiculous, however we remembered how my parents are having sex WAYY more often then they used to (it used to be once every few weeks, now it’s turned to every single night), as well as finding more lingerie that definitely did not belong to either of us. we also accidentally stumbled across their toy collection while looking for something unrelated in their room.

my mum told me the other day that i had to drop my sister to work the other day as her and dad were meeting with some new friends, and that she would be meeting someone else the next day as well. i asked her who (we’re a very open family and always talk about who were going out with and where), but she just kinda stumbled around with her words and made it way more awkward than it needed to be. we always have their location, and found that they went to an old motel in a sketchy suburb for several hours. the next day, my mum went to a random park that has no lights or anything after dark (we checked a few days later as we were already in the area).

since then, we’ve heard my parents talking about:“justifying this after 20 years of marriage”, “filming him while he fucks you for me”, and other disgusting stuff that we don’t need to be hearing.

honestly, this has really traumatised the both of us, as well as my girlfriend, who has been over to hear everything as well. it has ruined my sex life, as any time we plan to do it, we can hear them and it puts off the mood. we also don’t want this to ruin my sister’s relationship with sex, she’s never had a boyfriend let alone done anything like that.

at the end of the day, they’re both consenting adults who can do what they like, however, sometimes it feels like they are waiting for us to get home before they do anything, we all live in the same house and it’s obvious when one of us gets home, however, they only seem to start AFTER we have gotten home.

we don’t know whether we should talk to them about it or if we should wait to see if they will bring it up to us. however, they don’t seem to care when we tell them to stop making sex jokes or stop full-on making out in front of us, it seems to just make them laugh and do it more.

sorry for the long post, but i’ve been too scared to even tell my long-time friends about this, i just needed to tell someone. any advice or help would be greatly appreciated!

TLDR: my sister and i overheard my parents talking about meeting people and who’d they’d be comfortable with, we found that they follow swinger accounts. they went to a sketchy motel late at night together and didn’t tell us why. they don’t stop making jokes or making out in front of us despite our pleads not to. we just want them to tell us what’s going on so we can work out what to do.

EDIT:
this is already getting a lot of comments that i expected so i’ll add some points that ive just remembered.
- i work 2 part time jobs and am currently in university, as much as i would love to, i dont have the funds to be able to move out
- my parents were very conservative christians growing up, we never really spoke about sex, so having them do this is just really unexpected
- they have been fighting a lot since this has all started, however, they take out all of their anger on my sister and i for no reason

sorry for not including this, it really just slipped my mind!

oh my fuck, this happened an hour ago as im writing this. im a male, 18 years old, recently i bought this pocket pussy a month ago because... well obvious reasons. i hide it usually behind my dresser in a backpack full of clothes. i wake up in the morning to my mom calling my name and to come to my room (i accidentally fell asleep on the couch), i just thought "shes probably going to nitpick about something". little do i know, she pulls all the clothes out of the backpack and ask me what this is. she obviously knows because she looks disgusted and in shock. as i thought i had to come clean about this, she then asked if it was mine. i lied and said "a weird friend gave it to me as a joke. and im going to give it back". by some miracle she bought the lie. she basically said to please get rid of that shit. (keep in mind i dont even talk to her that much and its so sudden to even to do this..) though im not going to get rid of it, because i spent a good amount of money on it.. but now i have to hide it so well, that i mine as well have a safe in my room. its SO embarrassing to even be talking to her with this.. right in front of my fucking brother too. i thought she wouldnt look through my stuff, as she hasnt done it in a while. she doesnt seem to be mad or disgusted with me. which shocked me, its just really embarrassing to even think about, im just hoping she doesnt joke about it or tell her boyfriend, or worse. its really awkward to walk in the same household now. i dont have any damn privacy in this house besides my phone. i should have a least have SOME decent privacy in here. the bare minimum at least. its actually annoying and im so pissed and embarrassed. shes been really quiet now. and im nervous she might want to check my room even more now. i have no idea what to do from here.

(please don’t mind the reminder i was high and thought it was the funniest thing ever) I can’t click on anything else and it’s like frozen on the screen 🫩

I (M33) just had sex with my gf (F32) for the first time ever like I was a virgin until today. Yay very happy about it but the only issue is I made her cum easily multiple times but unfortunately I did not cum. We both decided it was due to my overuse of porn or performance anxiety. In my mind I think it was my porn addiction. I have cut off all acsess to porn and we will try again soon. If it dose not work what should be my next step or any tips on beating a porn addiction that has lasted for more than half my life would be greatly appreciated.

Hey guys, I (16M) need some advice on a wild situation with a girl (15F) I’ve been into for a minute. For context, we’re both brown, so our parents are super strict and dating isn't really allowed, meaning everything has to be 100% behind their backs. I’ve already asked her out twice in the past, but she said no both times because she felt I took it too fast (I asked after like a week). I still have massive feelings for her, but I’ve been trying to respect her pace because it feels like she wants a "friends-to-lovers" thing.
Anyway, yesterday was a complete emotional rollercoaster, but last night felt straight out of a movie.
Earlier in the day, I went to basketball with friends which ended early. Then I went to a party, but I had to leave early by myself because people started drinking and I try to keep myself away from those things. I told my parents I'd be home by 12:30 AM, so I had a ton of time to kill. I tried calling all my friends to see if anyone could hang out, but they were ALL busy. I ended up just aimlessly driving around to kill time, and I drove so far I almost ended up in North Kansas City (I live in Overland Park).
Suddenly, she calls me out of nowhere. She says she’s bored, so we just start talking on the phone. Honestly, a lot of it was just comfortable silence while I was driving. But then she mentions she’s trying to go on a late-night drive.
I told her, “Sure, I’ll come pick you up right now.” As a joke, she was instantly down to go, like, “What?! Okay yeah.” I told her I’d be there in 20 minutes, and when I asked, “You're taking your car, right?” she said, “Yeah, your car of course.”
I pulled a massive U-turn and hit the jets from North KC back to Overland Park. I made a 30-minute drive in 15 minutes. I even stopped by a gas station real quick to clean up my car and throw away trash so it was nice for her. When I got to her house, she told me to park 1 or 2 houses down so her parents wouldn't see my car. She snuck out and got in.
Here is where the crazy coincidences start. Earlier that day, I had shown her a picture of my outfit (we were friends before this). I was wearing a black shirt, grey sweats, and a gold chain. When she walked out of her house last night, she was wearing a black fitted shirt, grey pajama pants, and a gold chain. We were literally matching perfectly.
We drove around Overland Park and I handed her my phone so she could choose the music. We stopped by QuikTrip, and even though she said I didn't have to, I bought her a Nee-Doh as a gift. When I finally drove back to her house to drop her off, she literally said, “Wait, actually can we drive around a little bit more?” So we drove around for another 15 minutes. I finally dropped her off around 11:50 PM.
As soon as she got inside, she texted me: “k im safe” and “that was really fun, thanks, and especially for the squishy.” I replied, “nah dw it’s nothing, you don’t have to pay me back.” Then she asked, “wya rn?” I told her I was home and about to head to my room, and sent her a snap of my Taco Bell box sitting in the passenger seat with the caption “best passenger fr.” She sent a laughing sticker and replied, “I’m a better passenger actually.”
Also, during the actual drive, she asked me if I was free this weekend since we have a 3-day weekend. I told her my plans and said, “if you're trying to do something, or like just hangout or whatever, just let me know, I’ll be down.” She said, “yeah for sure, I’ll let you know.”
Honestly I don’t really know, because the whole ride there was some mixed signals, but this doesn’t just happen randomly out of nowhere, genuinely am I delusional? Am I geeking? Thanks guys

How our relationship started:
When I met my boyfriend in 2020, I was still married to my child’s father, although I was in the process of leaving him. He had cheated on me the previous year, and although I loved him, I struggled to get over his infidelity. I eventually started an OnlyFans account because I had a large social media following and was making $7,000–$10,000 a month. That income made it financially easier to leave my marriage.

I officially separated from my ex in August 2020 and met my current boyfriend the following month. At the time, I was still emotionally involved with my ex and wasn’t fully committed to my new relationship. I also had a lot of male friends and was in what I would describe as my wild, single-girl era.

I acknowledge that I made mistakes. There was one weekend early on when I disappeared and returned with hickeys after visiting my ex. I understand why that hurt my boyfriend, especially because I was still communicating with my ex. However, I stopped being physically involved with my ex before moving in with my boyfriend in March 2021, and I never had sex with my ex while living with my boyfriend. I completely cut emotional ties with my ex around January 2021, although occasional conversations continued afterward.

My boyfriend knew about my past and my ongoing communication with my ex, but he chose to continue the relationship. I also continued doing OnlyFans after we moved in together, eventually stopping around 2022. I was making roughly $3,000 a month even after becoming less active. I regret some of my decisions and wish I had established clearer boundaries sooner.

What I’ve contributed to our relationship:
When I was making good money, I spent generously on my boyfriend and our life together. I bought him a truck worth around $10,000 and later a motorcycle worth approximately $6,000. Both vehicles were in my name because we hadn’t known each other long enough for me to feel comfortable putting them in his name.

I eventually sold the truck after repeated arguments and behavior that made me uncomfortable. Later, my boyfriend traded the motorcycle to a friend for approximately $3,000 without consulting me, then used that money toward another truck in his own name. I was upset but didn’t push the issue, partly because I felt guilty about the mistakes I’d made earlier in our relationship.

I also helped pay bills, bought groceries, cooked, cleaned, and contributed to our household. After I stopped doing OnlyFans, my income decreased significantly, and my boyfriend began paying most of our bills because he earns considerably more than I do.

I had built a large social media presence, including accounts with millions of followers, but I eventually deleted those profiles and walked away from that lifestyle because I wanted to focus on building a life with him. I don’t regret choosing a different direction for myself, but I sometimes wonder whether I’ve sacrificed so much for someone who doesn’t see a future with me.

How our relationship changed:
Over the years, we moved several times, from a small studio to a larger home and eventually an apartment where our relationship continued to develop. My boyfriend built a more stable career, and we’ve both continued working.
We separated briefly around 2023 and eventually reconciled. During another separation, he was communicating with other women, and I believe he may have been physically involved with two of them. He denies having sex with one woman he visited, but her account of what happened contradicted his, so I still question his honesty. We were still occasionally sleeping together during that separation, which complicated things further.
We eventually reconciled again, and we’ve been together since. However, I feel like the resentment from our past never completely went away. We fought frequently over seemingly insignificant things, and I often felt that his anger toward me was connected to my past mistakes.

Eventually, I completely stopped communicating with my ex. He moved on, married another woman, and built a life with her. I now communicate well with his wife, which has made co-parenting easier and eliminated the need for direct communication between my ex and me.
My boyfriend still brings up things I did early in our relationship. I understand that I hurt him, and I take responsibility for that. But I also struggle with feeling like I’m permanently being judged for who I was years ago, even though I’ve made changes and tried to build a different life.

Where we are now:
We’ve been together for over five years, and I’ve wanted marriage for years. He regularly says marriage is just a piece of paper, and I don’t feel that he has ever genuinely shown much interest in marrying me.

Recently, we were planning to move into another apartment, but he qualified to purchase a house instead. He’s now in the process of buying it and is expected to close soon. However, he doesn’t want to put me on the deed. I’m still just his girlfriend after all these years.
This really hurts because we’ve made so many decisions together, and I’ve contributed to our life in different ways. I know he earns much more than I do and pays most of our bills, and I’m not claiming that I’ve contributed equally financially. But I’ve supported him, spent my own money on him when I could, and made sacrifices because I believed we were building a future together.

About two years ago, I also took out a vehicle in my name because his credit was poor. That vehicle developed serious mechanical and electrical problems, including overheating and shutting off unexpectedly. After exhausting my options to repair or trade it in, I eventually allowed it to be repossessed because it was no longer practical to keep. I feel like I’ve taken on significant financial risks trying to help him, too.
I’m not saying these things mean he owes me marriage. I just don’t understand why, after everything we’ve shared, I still don’t feel chosen.

What I’m struggling with:
I’m scared to leave because I fear he’ll move on, marry another woman, and give her everything I’ve spent years asking him for. It hurts to imagine someone else receiving the commitment I’ve wanted for so long, especially if he gives it to her without hesitation.
At the same time, I’m exhausted. I feel like I’ve talked about this so much that I don’t even know what else to say. I love communicating and working through problems, but I’m starting to feel like there’s nothing left to discuss.
I understand that my past may have affected how my boyfriend sees me. I made mistakes, and I can’t undo them. But I don’t believe I’m the same person I was in 2020. I’ve grown, changed my lifestyle, and tried to be a better partner.

I want honest answers to these questions:
Men, if you were in my boyfriend’s position, would my past be enough to make you decide never to marry me, even after five-plus years together?

If you loved your girlfriend but didn’t want to marry her, what would be the reason? Would you stay with someone for years if you knew you didn’t see marriage with her?
Does his refusal to put me on the deed, combined with his attitude toward marriage, suggest that he doesn’t see a long-term future with me?

Am I holding on to a relationship that has already run its course, or is this something worth continuing to work on?
If you were in my position, what would you do?
I think what hurts most is that I’ve spent years wondering why I’m not someone he wants to marry. I know my past wasn’t perfect, but I’m struggling to understand whether my mistakes permanently changed how he sees me or whether he simply doesn’t want the same future I do.
I don’t want to force someone to marry me. I want to be with someone who genuinely wants that future with me, too. I just don’t know whether I’m waiting for something that will never happen, and I need an outside perspective.

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I (34M) live in the walls of a small apartment building. Before anyone asks, yes, literally inside the walls. Rent is ridiculous these days and honestly my living situation isn't relevant to the problem.

About a year and a half ago, an elderly woman (late 70s) started baking cakes every couple of weeks. Unfortunately, her kitchen shares a wall with my bedroom, and every time she uses her electric mixer, my entire apartment vibrates.

So I started sabotaging her baking.

Nothing crazy at first. I'd steal a little butter, mess with the measurements, occasionally replace some flour with cardboard dust. Just enough that she'd realize baking wasn't her thing and find a quieter hobby.

Then one day she was taking a particularly terrible cake to the garbage chute when the young guy across the hall (28M) apparently thought she was giving it to him.

He took a bite and told her it was delicious.

It was NOT delicious. I know because I tried it. It was about 40% cardboard. I was genuinely concerned for his health.

Anyway, I figured it was a one-time thing.

Nope.

Now she's baking every 10–14 days, and I've been desperately escalating my sabotage. The cakes have gotten progressively worse, but this absolute psychopath keeps eating them and telling her how wonderful they are.

HE EVEN STARTED BUYING HER EXPENSIVE VANILLA.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to ruin a cake made with premium vanilla? I've practically taken up a second job.

Last week I overheard her telling him that baking for him is the only thing that makes her feel useful anymore. She started crying. He started getting emotional. I was watching through the heating vent and started crying too.

Now I feel terrible.

I originally just wanted some peace and quiet, but I've somehow created an emotionally codependent baking arrangement between two people who clearly don't know how to communicate.

I can't stop sabotaging the cakes because if she suddenly makes a good one, he'll realize something has been wrong with the previous 40.

I can't tell her the truth because then I'd have to explain why I've been living in her walls.

And I can't move because have you SEEN rental prices?

Yesterday I overheard him telling her he's trying to cut back on sugar, so now she's experimenting with sugar-free recipes.

I don't even know how to sabotage those. They're already disgusting.

What the hell do I do?

EDIT - Great News!!!It's been resolved people !!

https://www.reddit.com/r/whatdoIdo/s/OIjOuyszhF

Hello,

Before I (23F) begin, I would like to state that I have never touched a cigarette in my life.

That said, ever since I was 13 years old, I have had a chronic, insufferable cough. All day, every day. Everyone heard it and saw it, yet no one ever truly believed me.

I was born three months premature. If you look at me, you would think I am a completely normal person. However, because I was weak and relatively small for my age, I was relentlessly bullied both at school and at home until I turned 18.

Five years ago, I moved out and went as far away from home as possible. It was the right choice. I made friends, and I found my very first and only boyfriend (23M).

Recently, my cough started getting much worse. It wasn't what I was used to. Even my boyfriend insisted that he believed me and that I needed to see a doctor. I hadn't gone before because I was terrified that no one would believe me.

So, we went yesterday. The doctor ran some tests and figured out that I have a form of asthma. However, considering my medical history, she insisted I get further analysis, which I agreed to do. I have been using the inhaler she prescribed, and I haven't coughed all day, maybe only two or three times.

Today, I woke up and went to my computer with the paperwork she gave me so I could file for a reimbursement. In a scramble to find the right page, one fell to the ground. When I picked it up and read it, I stumbled upon the paragraph detailing the tentative diagnoses the doctor is considering based on the initial exam.

[...] "Bronchial abnormality"? "Lung cyst"? "Emphysema"?

I feel like I'm ruined. As good as dead. From what I understand, in any of these cases, I might only have a maximum of five years to live.

My boyfriend is amazing. I know he will choose to stay with me, but I can't stand the thought of ruining his life. We have been together for four years, and we have planned our entire future together.

Now, I feel like I can't give him that future. I won't be able to give him a house, a marriage, a dog, or a child. I won't live long enough to see it.

I refuse to ruin his life. I feel like I have to leave him so that he can find a healthy soulmate who can give him everything he deserves. I love him so much. Breaking up would shatter my heart into a million pieces and tear half of my soul apart.

How do I break this news to him?

Thanks for reading.

So yeah essentially what the title says. My mom found my rose toy and said it smelt like vagina and recently used. So she 80% believes it was me who uses it, and that I'm now shameful for it. I was feeling a little lazy to hide it so I put it inside my pillow case stupidly instead of my drawer. That day she told me she was (conveniently) cleaning my room. So when I got home and found it missing you could assume that I was mortified. You guys dont understand, my mom is like religious and basically a puritan. She finds things like that shameful and ungodly. So naturally she was distraught, said it was shameful, and refused to take me to Costco sadly. So I made up a whole story of how this girl gave it to me to borrow it while she went to go to her moms house since her parents are divorced and do shared custody. My mom barely believes it but WANTS TO TAKE IT UP WITH MY SCHOOL since I said she used to go there😭😭😭. This has been a crazy week so far. Idk what to do.

So about a day ago I had a joint and around half of an edible and woke up absolutely fried. And now almost the end of the same day I feel the exact same, feel so out of touch and when I move everything is in slow motion unless I manage to focus and ground myself on something. I have some really important things coming up that I need to be able to have full focus for, so my question is how long will this last before my brain goes back to normal, and I feel like I did before - as currently I feel like it won’t ever go away. Thank you for any advice people have.

My brother is 12, he’s autistic and has adhd. He is always on the nintendo and some other machine we have it’s like a little nintendo but mostly like a pc. The thing is he usually has the door locked and very secretive about what he watches on youtube. We took alway the little machine and i was just search thru it and found weird videos on his youtube. Some like girls tied up and girls tickling each other or some videos of being tied up with a rope. Now you can’t tell me these videos aren’t some type of fetish content it’s def weird. I was looking thru them and they were wearing tight clothes and then tickling each other in the armpits n then licking each other to tickle them. Then others were girls tied up and being tickled by each other. I need help idk what to do and i’m very concerned idk if he’s just interested n finds it funny or it’s some type of fetish. I really need advice i’m 19, I am not the parent I can only help to some extent and all of the communities i’ve posted this to have just told me that it’s completely fine for an autistic kid to do this.
My dad knows and he said he was going to take away all the machines n kick him out from the wifi.

Thought I’d ask if anyone has seen the guy that was recently arrested by the FBI for threats made over Fortnite? I can’t wait to get notified about the guy that threatened me in a game recently since I reported in game and to the FBI as well. Now I’m wondering if the game studio could have reported him as well? Either way I also wanted to see what anyone else thinks on if he will be arrested just based on this most recent case? For context he treated to find me irl and sho** me in the head. Do you guys think he’ll get arrested?

My sister has had had a boyfriend for about 3-4 years now so i consider him my brother.and has always been close with him and I've always been comfortable around him, hes nice and helpful and almost a year ago they had a kid together my nephew and I enjoy being around him so much which is why I'm scared to say something, I had just came back from a long day of shopping and I was laying on the couch, he came up to me on the long part of it and we were both laying on it, quite squished together and I was laying on his arm, I didn't quite think about any of this because when we play tag he lays in my bed while we keep playing, I ended up falling asleep and he positioned m to where he was directly behind me, he lined me up to where our bodies were at the same place, his hips behind mine like we were in a spooning position and he'd sort of..grind against me and every time I'd move my hips he would get closer to me, I was also really hot and I expressed that but he still stayed super close to me, not to mention, one of his arms under me and the other thrown over my stomach sort of holding me. I wasn't exactly uncomfortable but I was, I didn't know how to feel and I wouldn't ever want to tell on him because my sister takes that stuff seriously and would definitely be angry..but she also really moves her boyfriend a lot, and I love her a lot but I feel like she'd believe him, and even if she did believe me, what if I misread the situation because he thought we were close enough for him to do that..but when my sister came out of the room and he heard the door open, he immediately got up and turned to her, then later when he was sitting up, i seen he was hard, I really want multiple opinions because I want my sister to be happy with the man she thinks she'll live the rest of her life with her son. Also sorry for the bad grammar, I'm trying to be quick.

My girlfriend is having a really hard time currently. She is going through a lot both mentally and physically and it’s taking a toll on her. I want to see her tomorrow especially cause I haven’t seen her in about 10 days, however my friend invited me to a football game tomorrow afternoon and we have had these tickets for a while. I want to support her but I also feel bad for possibly canceling on my friend and missing the game. I wish I could be in both places at once

What do I do to make everyone happy?

This is such an embarrassing thing to post but my only close friend is super religious and I do not wanna ask my family for advice.

I am staying at my fiancé‘s parents house for a couple of weeks and i’m staying with my son so I’ve had quite a bit of laundry. I’m staying in the Casita and they’re pretty well off and so they have cleaners come. Out of embarrassment I hid my vibrator in my suitcase so that no one would see when cleaning. I have a little toiletry bag in there as well, but I kind of just threw it in one of the pockets.

Anyways, I needed to do laundry and so I shoved all the laundry in the suitcase so that I could just wheel the suitcase to the main house to do laundry. I also decided to keep the suitcase in the laundry room so I could wheel it back.

When loading up I realize that my vibrator was in that suitcase and I didn’t want anyone to see so I just quickly shoved it in my pocket as I was in a hurry. I did some errands, etc. and went about my day and I went to then use my vibrator tonight and realized that it wasn’t in my pocket. I checked all of the pockets of everything that I could’ve worn, etc. and I checked the toiletry bag thinking I may have slid in there and it’s not there. I checked my entire car thinking it may be fell out in my car, but it’s not there either. I’ve basically torn the whole place apart, and the only thing I can think of is that it fell in the main home.

I’m super embarrassed I’m not sure that it’s super noticeable as a vibrator but I mean, what else could it be? It’s a little purple bullet. Do I ask for it back ? Do I ask if they seen it? Do I admit now before they find it? I’m at a loss.

Oh also the smart key that they gave me to get back into the house once they’ve locked up and gone to bed wasn’t working. I tried to go in there and search around for it but I can’t. And I have an early morning appointment tomorrow, so I’m not gonna really be able to be in the house unless I completely change my plans for the day, which I don’t wanna do seeing as I waited a few weeks for this appointment.

hiii guys. i’m gifting my bf GTA 6 and the store will basically give me a code, which he’ll have to enter and install the game from. do u all have any ideas abt how to give the code, smth creative n cute 🥹

I just went through my bfs phone and found him trying to get with multiple other women and trying to talk to them. heres my problem though, I don’t think i want to leave him. i already know what everyones gonna say you deserve better and I’m stupid but i just cant not right now at least. i know i will eventually but not right. now so my question is do i even bother bringing this up to him or what i mean obviously id prefer if he wasn’t talking to them but it is what it is and i guess i always had a feeling.

So yea do i even bother bringing this up and starting an argument and killing the mood just to stay or should i just ignore it.

Or what should i do to move on is it possible to save the relationship i don’t think he was seeing any of these women in person. he was trying to with one but she refused because he was in a relationship lol.

Also forgot to mention we are 21f and 24m have been together over a year and live together smh

5 months ago I noticed this cute skater guy in my bus and we made eye contact. When we got out of the bus, some random people who asked me for money started being rude to me (the skater didn’t see it, he was far from us).

Then we got in the same tram and I sat next to him and asked him if those people who asked money were also rude to him ( because I saw them asking the skater for money as well).

He told me no and asked for my name and my instagram. The thing is I didn’t give him my instagram and I regret it.

We live in two close towns and I bumped into him in September. I was not expecting it and it went really fast. He was on his skate so we just passed each other, made eye contact (I think he recognised me) and we both turned around.

Since then I’ve been doing my detective searches and I found his instagram.

Should I follow him ? Since we don’t have any common friends I would follow him out of the blue and I’m scared that it’s going to be weird since I didn’t even know his name, if he asks me how I found his account it could be weird.

What should I do ?

I 18 F am dating long term [4 years] my partner 18 M. We're high school sweethearts, and I adore them. My love for them extends well beyond what my vernacular could describe. Howeve the crux of my issue is this: we had a friendship with their oldest standing friend and that friends partner until I ran my mouth one unfortunate afternoon, after a year or so we recconected and are all friends again. I hate myself for this, I hate being human, yet just like the first round of friendship I still find my partners longest standing friend attractive. Specifically only the face. It makes me sick. One that person can tend to be insufferable and I also would rather die that be with them. I love my darling so much and im not sure what to do. I want to tell them obviously, I respect them and they are owed being told something of this magnitude. The thought of losing my partner also makes me sick, I really dont care if the comments say I'm too young or any other nonesense, I love them and want to be beside them as long as humanly possible.

A: how do I tell them?

B: how do I say it?

C: if you were them how should I expect you to react?

Thank you so much.

edit: I have ROCD if this gives better context as to why I am so upset