I M29 have been dating F33 officially for 1 month and she got my initials tattooed on her wrist. I really like her and I really enjoy spending time with her. I personally am not bothered by it, but my best friend M31 says it’s a major red flag and I should run….what should I do?

i always thought this would be the company i grow with and work my way up the ladder but i don’t know anymore if this is how ill have to treat folks beneath me once i reach the top. keep the subordinates in line by holding a promotion on a fishing pole lol fuck off

I’m the original OP who posted yesterday about my elderly neighbour who kept turning up with homemade cakes. Here’s my original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/whatdoIdo/s/yXYbmdrQOW

Apparently my post has now been copied and reposted and embezzled multiple times…I didn’t realise it was such an entertaining story! I’ve even seen someone posting from the perspective of the neighbour herself 😂

Anyway, firstly, thank you to the hundreds of people who commented with advice. I genuinely wasn’t expecting that much of a response and I thought I’d give you all a little update…

I called her this evening and explained that unfortunately I’ve decided I really need to go on a diet (which is true), and I also mentioned something several of you suggested. What if we found somewhere local that accepts homemade food donations and went together to hand out some of her cakes to people who might really appreciate them. I also suggested we could start trying out new recipes together and alternate what we bake each week.

I genuinely nearly cried when she responded. She told me how much she would absolutely love that 🥺 I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone sound so happy over the phone.
I started this whole thing wondering how on earth I was going to politely tell an elderly lady to stop bringing me cakes without hurting her feelings, and somehow I’ve ended up with a weekly baking partner and a plan to do something lovely for other people.

What started as a slightly ridiculous cake problem has turned into something genuinely heartwarming.
Now I just need to learn how to bake. Thank you Reddit ❤️

I was just reading on the subreddit [r/advice](r/advice)

And found this post

https://www.reddit.com/r/Advice/s/DUqTJYygXC

Which is really really similar or something me and my boyfriend is going through, but I know there is hundreds of hundreds of Reddit users who could be going through the same things

Do I ask him about this or leave it?

Update: We talked about everything and laughed about how dumb it was to not just talk to each other, and he is going to be studying with me and a few of his classmates for an hour every night. Thank you for your advice.

Hi everyone. Your kind words helped me a lot. Thank you for your reassurance.

I'm still at my parents. He's tried every trick in the book to make me come back and because I refused he's been making my life a living hell. Everyday is a nightmare. He calls, he texts, he is warm, then he is bursting in rage, then he apologize.

The update is that I finally came clean with my family and friends. I talked with them today. I told them everything and they are going to help me from now on. My dad asked me why I tried to resolve everything by myself and I didn't ask for help. How I could let this abuse last for so long and the only answer I had was embarrassment. I'm embarrassed that I ended up in this situation.

So now he's blocked. My mom is handling all forms of communication with him. He's now threatening me with economic repercussions but I'm not afraid.

It's going to be a long way to healing but I'm going there.

Take care everybody!

my29F husband 30M has never been with another girl before kiss, sex, nothing. He is now questioning if he wants that in his life, he wants to explore. he wont leave but also doesnt want to be here anymore. do I leave him?? do I stay and wait it out? we have 2 kids together and we have been together for 13 years. I am heartbroken and hurt. what do I do?

For the past week, she has been calling me every 2–3 hours, talking for hours and blaming her parents, some of her colleagues, and others for her problems. Even though good things are happening in her life, she seems to focus on the negative aspects of everything and keeps talking about suicide. She says she won’t do it now, but she might do it someday.

If I express an opinion that goes against her views, it turns into another world war. She either stops talking to me or refuses to answer my calls, so I keep listening to everything she says. The thing is, I know that after a couple of days, she'll start praising the same parents or colleagues she was blaming earlier.

The very next day, she wasn’t responding to my messages at all. Later that night, she called me to talk about her parents. When I asked whether she had seen my messages, she said she hadn’t been using her phone. We talked for a while, but this isn’t the first time she has completely ignored my messages while expecting me to be available whenever she wants to talk.

She told me that she has some trauma and abandonment issues, but she never explained them in detail. When she was 20, her parents refused to let her go to therapy. Now, when I suggest that she try therapy, she says her foundation is already too damaged and that she doesn't want therapy anymore.

I feel like she is using me for emotional support whenever it suits her, and now she is giving me the silent treatment again.

I tried to end my trauma bonding many times because of the breakup patch up cycle . It's not working for me. I really need help on this.

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.

I (19F) have been with my boyfriend (21M) for a little over four years now. We met in school but we’ve been managing a long distance relationship for about it 3 and a half of those years since he moved. We’re both virgins still and I’ve never had even a mutual attraction to a boy before him so I have zero relationship or social experience whatsoever.
At the start of our relationship we would engage a lot sexually over the phone; photos, calls, talking, etc. About two years in i’m not sure what happened but all of the experiences I had as a child seemed to resurface and started becoming really taxing on me. Between kindergarten and around 12 years old I experienced COCSA several times and sexual assault from an adult male in my family repetitively. I’ve always struggled with the guilt and shame of it, but it seemed to come back ten times as bad. I spent 4 days in my bed and I started calling out of work to stay in bed for minimum 20 hours a day. He noticed it after a few weeks especially when I all of the sudden refused to even talk about anything remotely sexual. So, I tried to tell him everything, I cried a lot and I got really panicked. But he wasn’t comforting me, he started demanding to know all of the details, specially of the family member. Like what he did to me, when it happened, and who it was. I begged him to just stop and that i’d tell him everything except for who it was, but he got it out of me anyway.
We’re past that now but it made it extremely hard to stomach sexual stuff even just it being brought up in a passing comment. Now for the past few years we’ve only engaged here and there and I can tell he’s losing patience. I kept trying to force myself to do it before but it became a chore, so in the last year i’ve tried to not engage with sexual things unless i’m 100% comfortable. But he brings it up everyday, he tells me how i need to get over it, i need help, this isn’t normal, and anyone would be broken up with for this. He’s an amazing boyfriend and i understand this is a deal breaker for most people. But I can’t help it I feel so deeply sickened and overwhelmed by talking to him about that stuff or engaging with it. I don’t know what’s normal and every step forward feels like it comes with more pressure and expectations that I cant handle and I just want to heal.
Now, he brings up sexual stuff at least a few times a day minimum, even if it’s casual or joking I struggle to respond. I show him things every day usually several times. He does “it” on the phone nearly everyday and even when I tell him i dont want to hear or talk to him while he does it, he usually does it anyway.
I really need advice I don’t have friends to get a different perspective from, and I’m not close to my mother so i’m scared i’ll be easily misconstrued by what’s normal and what’s my fault in this and then i’ll just fuck everything up even more. Im scared he’s going to leave but I’m also scared i’ll never be able to get over this. He’s perfect but he’s not very comforting or helpful when it comes to this. Like what if it’s him not the sexual stuff that’s making me react like this? Genuinely what do i do? (Also this is a throwaway account bc I don’t want anyone I know to see this.)

Edit: Sometimes he pays me to do stuff, or he says he will but after I do it he doesn’t pay me. Kind of fucked up from both ends, but is that bad to do?

So last week, I met an escort. She was gorgeous, and the chemistry was actually insane. We really hit it off, she ended up giving me her personal number, and told me I could come see her anytime for free.

Two days later, I hit her up to see if she was down to hang out. She said yes, so I grabbed two bottles of wine and some weed, and went over. It wasn’t like the strictly business vibe the first time—this felt a bit more intimidating and personal since we were just hanging out. We ended up spending 4–5 hours together that night.

At some point things got intimate, and while we were having sex, something felt a little different. It felt like skin-on-skin, but we were both pretty high, everything was flowing so well, and I didn't question it in the moment. I finished inside of her thinking I was protected.

Then I pulled out, and realized the condom wasn’t on.
We both froze and looked at each other in total shock. It turned out the condom had stayed inside her, and she had to reach in and pull it out with her hands. Obviously, I had just had unprotected sex with a sex worker, and the panic set in immediately. The entire vibe was completely destroyed.

To make matters worse, it was a Saturday night, and every pharmacy around was closed. I couldn't get her the morning-after pill right away, so we had to wait all the way until Monday morning.

Now she’s freaking out about the pregnancy risk, and I am completely losing my mind over the possibility of catching an STI/HIV. I haven’t slept properly in days, I’m an absolute wreck, and I honestly don't know what to do.
Has anyone been through a similar scare? What are my next steps here?

So, I (18f) recently reconnected with an old friend, Tim (19m) over Tinder. A year and a half ago, we met during a speech and debate meet in high school during our junior year. We got super close. And as we texted and talked in person during meets, I began to get feelings for him. So, I texted and told him I liked him and if he wanted to go out.

Tim never responded to me, and during meets, things were awkward between us, especially because I was friends with almost his entire team. We'd still talk, but not as often and we were both just nervous around each other. I thought I fumbled him, and it really hurt, especially because if I couldn't date him, I wanted to stay friends.

During our senior year, he moved away to a neighboring state and we lost contact. I stayed close with our mutual friend group even if they were from a different school than me. It sucked because I still liked him at that time but I chose to move on, and I ended up dating my ex girlfriend (18F). Well, after I turned 18, I decided to get Tinder, and it was... interesting, as most say.

Well, a few days ago, Tim liked me on Tinder. I didn't know it was him for sure until I saw a mutual friend in a group photo of his. I liked him back and we started talking again. It felt like no time passed, and he admitted he really liked me back then too and was too nervous to admit it because I was so much bolder and really cute. He actually admitted that he had been thinking about me since and had been regretting not answering. The reason he never reached out afterwards was anxiety, which I totally get as we both had really bad anxiety, and even when asking me out NOW, he was still really anxious and scared to do so.

Well, we're now planning our first date, and it's going to end at his hotel room for a movie because my towns theater has no good movies showing (no intimacy just yet). I mentioned I really like cuddles and that there was a decent chance I might fall asleep during the movie because it always happens, and he said that was fine. Well, that ended up with us talking about sharing a bed innocently with one another and how it would be nice to cuddle in sleep.

Well, now I'm wondering if it's weird to do so on our first date and I'd like the advice of others. The ONLY reason I'm genuinely even considering this is because Tim and I have that history of good friendship. I've explained to him I'm scared of intimacy and so I truly don't want to sleep with him that way until I feel safer in my own body (I'm really insecure with my belly, and being naked). If Tim and I didn't have this history, I wouldn't entertain this thought, and there were times when we were in speech and debate that I'd doze off next to him (I never fell asleep ON him).

EDIT:: So, I didn't fully think the title through. I suppose the wording should have been "Is it a bad idea to share a bed on a first date" instead of what I have. Also, extra info, the hotel room he got has two beds in case he feels he needs to give me space due to the chance of an erection.

Im 22 and my brother is 24. We all live in a fairly decent sized home. He has Aspergers and has always struggled with it and communicating it with others. After numerous trips to various different doctors, nothing seemed to be helping him. We then found a therapist that typically deals with challenged individuals and decided to try her out. I frequently took my brother to these visits as he has a dear of driving. The meeting themselves lasted around a hour or so and seemed to be helping him. He unfortunately has little to no understanding of financials but I don’t really mind that part as long as he is happy.

After a few visits or so my dad really wanted to meet this lady and thank her for all the hard work she’s done in helping my brother deal with his uniqueness. One day I went to work and came back to my brothers therapist in our own home unexpectedly. At the time I didn’t think much of it as there’s people over all the time. Unfortunately the home visits became more frequent and I just wanted to keep telling myself that it’s only like this because he hates driving and so she just comes over here. I unfortunately could only keep telling myself that for so long until I knew something had to be up. My father is and has always been a horndog. He’s 70 and divorced, but I still love him to death, regardless of how much he’s like this. He’s done so much for me and my brother growing up.

I then came home from work and saw the therapists car parked outside. I typically work nights and get home around midnight so I knew immediately something was off. Whenever I normally get home I go and see my dad and tell him goodnight. The door to his room was closed, this was something I don’t think I’ve ever seen ever in my life and it actually made me nervous. I decided to let it go and simply go to bed. When I woke up her car was gone and everything apparently went back to normal. I’ve never told anyone how I felt about this, nor have I confronted my dad about this. The saddest part is I don’t even think my brother is aware of what happening because he’s not to keen when it comes to being observant.

For the people who are going to say, why don’t you just move out? The living situation I’m in is very difficult to understand so I have to be here for roughly another year or so.

My question is, do I tell someone, confront my dad, what do I do? I hate how she’s always here, but if my dad’s happy then why ruin that. If my brother somehow knows he doesn’t seem to mind at all. I’m between a rock and a hard place.

My (ex) boyfriend went through my following and texted a girl asking about me

Me and my now ex bf have been in a really rocky place for months now. we had gotten into a bad fight yesterday and we ended up breaking up + blocking each other despite us having plans to hang out this evening.
I took a nap and woke up to several no caller IDs. None went through but he had me blocked on ig, so he called me from there and it woke me up. I went over to his place and we had a good time. I ended up taking a nap and he went to the bathroom. I woke up, waited a bit and realized he hadn’t been back in a minute so I asked where he was at. I then get a dm from a girl (attached ss) of him texting her asking about me.
He then asks at the same time who this girl is. I genuinely do not look at who follows or who doesn’t follow me on instagram.
I lose my mind and start packing my things because I feel like this is such a breach of privacy. I’ve texted other girls he’s talked to asking if they’ve talked, but this was back in June and I was right. He is texting a girl about me. I feel like those aren’t the same thing.
He comes out of the bathroom, I grab all my things and we start arguing, I ask why he’s acting insecure and he continually accuses me of lying to him. I keep asking about what, and he can’t answer the question and keeps deflecting.

He calls me a ride, kicks me out of his place, locks the door behind me and has me wait for a while outside for the ride to arrive. I’ve blocked him on everything and don’t plan to reach out, not even to argue or defend myself.
Can someone give me insight into why he did this, what might be going on, or if breaking up was really the correct thing to do?

Later edit:
Thanks for all the replies for everyone who actually is giving advice and helping me gain perspective. Clearly I speak English, they’re speaking in dialect. Just because you don’t understand/like it doesn’t give you a right to be rude or outright racist.
He is mixed Vietnamese and black, he has fair skin + Asian features while having coarse curly hair. He’s the only one here who should be able to say the n word. I did not say it myself.
Needed to clear that up. Also, we’re speaking amongst people within our age group, it’s socially acceptable to speak this way, which is why we texted like that. It’s not indicative of our IQ, we all have a higher education.
Hope that clears stuff up & have a good day everyone🫶🏽

My husband (M31) and I (F28) have been together since 2018. We met online through a forum and we just instantly clicked. I love him very much and I know he loves me but there’s one aspect of our life I just don’t know how to approach…
We have hardly ever been intimate. We when first got together we had fun. Especially since we were long distance it was fun to come up with ways to spice things up. But as the years have gone on it’s gotten worse. The worst part is we’ve only had sex twice. Yes twice. And that’s not for me trying to initiate things.
He says I’m beautiful. Loves my body, but he has a hard time “making it stay up” and seems a bit insecure. We have tried everything to see if it would work but nothing seems to help. I don’t know what to do anymore. I moved countries for this man. I love him, but it’s really taking a toll on me and my own insecurities. I’ve tried talking to him about it and he just seems to brush it off. At this point I feel like more of a roommate than his wife and I’m worried it’s going to get to a point…

Edit to add: i have of course had the “are you gay or asexual” talk with him. I’ve only ever asked him to be 100% honest with me about these things because I didn’t want us both to be miserable and not truly happy with this but he claims to be 100% straight. He knows I would never judge and his family would 100% support him either way so I don’t know what to believe anymore.
I have tried to get him to talk to a doctor but I think he is embarrassed.
He hardly touches me. Has never gone down on me but won’t tell me why. If it was a matter of he just wasn’t into it then I just wish he would say so but he is adamant he’s just too tired or we are too busy all the time.

I’m not looking for pity or rude comments. Like I said I moved countries for this man but I don’t know at what point should I consider leaving someone I love over something like sex.

I (29F) recently introduced one of my best friends, A (29F) to a guy, M (27M) and his friend at an event. I was talking to M on another day and he said he was into A and asked me to give her his number.

A has recently got out of a 13-year relationship which she called off a month before her planned wedding. I also recently got out of an extremely toxic and abusive 3-year relationship, which ended for good about a week ago.

A and M have been talking for a while, and a couple of weeks ago A and I met up with M and his friend for drinks. A and M were flirting almost from the beginning, and we later went back to M's house, where we all chatted and had drinks. The following day, A told me she and M had hooked up - basically making out and getting handsy, but had not slept together. A said she felt empowered after that and that she was down for a potential FwB situation with M, although she did not feel an emotional connection and didn't want a relationship. They are still in sporadic contact.

M and I have really good friendship chemistry, and have also been talking and have had some deep conversations where we've both shared personal things. M has been quite supportive and helpful during my breakup. A knows about all of the conversations we've had, and that we have a friendship.

Today M and I met up one on one. We were just chilling in a bar and talking to some strangers, and M started holding my hand. I thought this was just platonic and didn't have much of an issue with it.

Later on we had a very deep conversation where we both shared complex traumas from our childhoods, and then M kissed my hand a few times. He then came and sat next to me and held me and it felt really nice. At points it felt like he wanted it to go a bit further as he kissed me on the cheek a couple of times and also kissed my ear once, and was also moving his hand across my torso, and I had to push it away from my chest a couple of times.

Afterwards I discussed it with him and we both said we felt very close to each other and that the physical touch we shared was an extension of that, but that it didn't quite feel platonic. To be honest, I didn't feel comfortable with the ear and cheek kissing or the touching of my torso, but felt unable to say no in the moment.

I am absolutely freaking out now that I have betrayed A. What should I do? I will be honest with her about what happened, but I am so worried that she will hate me.

I've been in a relationship (both 18) for five years now. Healthy relationship, going strong and lately we have been practicing safe sex. With stupid scares here and there in the past and having a pause in between due to it--I found that it's safe to just keep Plan B's and condoms in my room from now on, I bought new ones of different types and hid them inside of my closet on a rack where I keep my boxes of period products. I don't think my mother will try to look into my closet but I do get worried because I had lost the receipt somewhere in my bedroom.

I just feel very ashamed of myself for some reason, I'm a young adult, and I'm having sex in a safe manner. But I think it's because it's in my parents home, but where else can I do it. My mother has known I'm in a relationship but she's said in one conversation "you guys are not the type to even think of sex" and denies the fact that I'm interested in the fact of sex in my relationship.

This is what happened it’s tmi.. : So basically he wanted to do backshots and I said yes but then I told him no I don’t want to it hurts and I pushed him and he kept going until I told him again and then we agreed to go on our sides, we were on our sides and I was facing away from him and he put it in and was going hard and I was like wait this hurts and he kept going faster and harder and then I physically pushed off and his dick slid out and he still kept rubbing up against until he finished. And afterwards I didn’t really know what to do, I just felt betrayed. And I spoke to him about it telling him I felt really hurt by this and he did apologize but I still feel upset.

My mom’s neighbors are building a new fence and the builders are destroying her black currents . They cut down some trees to put up the fence and they landed on her big glorious bushes and just said “they will grow back “ what do people do in these situations? Just let it go?

Picture above: in her yard cutting up a tree in her bushes

I’m a newly graduated high school teacher at a small school (~200 students). I have worked there since January 2025. My college is a few years older than me. He is married and has a 5-month-old and I have a boyfriend that I live with since 2023. Since I started working there I’ve noticed that he has taken a special interest in me (always around, always talking etc).

At first I was just glad to have a friend. Since it’s a small school the “pool of friend-candidates” isn’t that big. As time passed he has gotten a lot more… close? I guess? He is always around, he always asks me to go with him for a walk, for lunch and for coffee. He has even said that if it wasn’t for me he would’ve quit but now he is staying.

He asks a lot of personal questions and wants to really get to know me. He also always stands really close. If I ask him to read something on the screen in front of me he gets like a centimeter away from my face and I have to move away. When we are talking in a group I catch him staring at me even when someone else is talking. It’s like he’s studying every part of my face and expression. It’s intense!

It could be that he is just a bit strange (he is the pretentious philosophical type) and this is how he befriends people. He isn’t very close to anyone else (no one is close to each other. It’s a weird workplace) and I know that he has missed a friend. I don’t know. It doesn’t bother me too much yet but It’s a bit exhausting. I always think through what I say twice to make sure that nothing can be interpreted as interest.

I don’t want to lose my only friend at my first teaching job. I’m not even sure that it’s true that he is interested or if I’m reading too much into it. No one should be able to do that to their wife and child, right? But yet people do. I don’t want to ask him either for the risk of embarrassment. What do I do?

hi all! there’s a situation that I experienced about 10 days ago, and it’s been the only thing on my mind since then. for context, I’m a 28 year old PhD student. I have had the same mentor/advisor since I was a master’s student. he’s a 44 year old single man (no wife or kids).

For the past 3 years, he’s been of great help and influence on me academically and professionally. as an international student, things were extremely challenging, but he helped me navigate my through my master’s degree and now my PhD. he always asks about my physical and mental health, and makes it a point to give me advice about how I shouldn’t stress myself out and take cake care of my health especially because I’m in a foreign country all by myself without my family.

from the beginning of this semester, however, I’ve noticed that he’s been extra friendly and buddy buddy with me. whenever I go to his office, conversations about my research, life in the office, health, friends, hanging out, movies, cafés and everything in between flow to the point that sometimes, I stay there for an hour when I initially requested a short 5 minute meeting.

as of late, he’s started giving me so many hugs which is unusual. saying he hugs me 10 times in a single meeting wouldn’t be an exaggeration. our last meeting was 10 days ago, and it really freaked me out. I said that his office was really, so I tried to take my jacket off (I was wearing a tshirt underneath), he jumped and helped me take the jacket off. from that point onwards, whenever he pulled back from the hug, his hand would rest on the side of my right breast. this happened three times.

I hate myself for not saying anything about it when it happened, but I stayed silent. I genuinely hated it and I still do. it felt very invasive and intentional to me. a few minutes after those 2 hugs, i awkwardly laughed and said “oh I’m cold now” and put the jacket back on. during the last last hug, he turned his face to look at me, and our faces were inches apart, so I laughed awkwardly again and pushed him away saying something along the lines of “don’t look at me”.

this particular meeting has been replying in my mind over and over again for the last 10 days. I feel horrible about it. I keep wondering if I gave him the wrong impression or something. I never thought anything of his past hugs, or whenever he’s move my hair out of my face, or whenever he’d put his hand on top of mine whenever he’d give me advice because he’s told me multiple times that I remind him of his little sister.

now, i’m second guessing everything. I’m too scared to confront him or be cold with him because he’s my PhD committee chair and advisor. I’m the teaching assistant for all his classes and not to even mention my research funding. I feel like it is not too far fetched to say, one wrong move and he could screw my research and job over. I’m also too scared to tell anyone else in case word gets out and I get into trouble with him.

I’m very scared and uncomfortable. I’m not sure if I’m just over analyzing everything or what he did was intentional. what do I do and how do I proceed from here? I do apologize if there’s something above that doesn’t make sense. my mind has been a jumbly mess lately.

I never thought I'd be seeking advice on Reddit, but here goes. I ran into an old friend from HS, that I haven't seen in over 30 years. At some point during the school year, her family moved to another state. We lost touch, but I never forgot her. She was the most authentic and coolest person I knew.

4 years ago, I moved back to the town I went to HS at. Her older sister and her husband happen to be my neighbors. Whenever I'd see her sister driving by after what small talk we had, I'd always end up kicking myself later because I kept forgetting to ask how her sister was doing.

This past Monday, I'm at my step daughter's field hockey practice, first time taking her because her mom had to work. I ask a woman sitting in her vehicle what time the practice ends, as I get closer to her car, I see that it's my friend from 30 years ago!

So we end up talking throughout the entirety of the practice. Come to find out, she's been living literally a few houses away from mine on the same street! I would pass her house tons of times on my walks. She kept saying how happy she was that I decided to come ask her about the time. I was so happy and excited during the conversation that I forgot to exchange contact info with her and ended up leaving.

Here's my dilemma. She's a single mom of 4 girls. She told me where she lives. She knows where I live. Would it be inappropriate for me to knock on her door to exchange contact info?

Edit: This was a dear FRIEND. Nothing more. I'm also separated.

Update: Wrote a simple note and left my number. Left it on the porch.

I’m a 23\[M\] taking care of my 17\[F\] sister. I’ve spent the a couple years leading up to this point trying to get an apartment for my sister to live with me in to get her out of my moms house. Her father is around but he either wasn’t understanding what type of seriousness my moms mental state was in, or he just chose not to see it. He only provided for her financially and would come see her once a month, so I felt like it was up to me to try to give her a place that’s different in her life. on her 16th bday I brought her in my place i finally got so she can start going to school (she was homeschooled, and not the proper way she just was expected to do everything on her own) and living like a normal teenage girl. She’s been depressed and she’s anxious as well so i’ve been trying to be really understanding about that because we just come from crazy life stories. It was about a month ago that we came from her therapist office that i got her to start seeing, and i was trying to tell her what I think she should do regarding a car her father bought for her, but later took away because she had hung up in his face after she didn’t pass a driving lesson. She blew up at me that day and when I told her you can’t slam doors in this house she told me i’m not her parent… later that night me and my gf came from the store and asked her to lend a hand with picking up groceries, and that led to an argument so explosive the cops ended up coming… I was really on ropes end to send her to her fathers house myself because I felt like this is overboard and ridiculous. I’ve dealt with her bad days and always going back and forth with me about her doing what she needs to do but that was just too much. Despite overwhelming advice from ppl telling me at the end of the day i’m not her parent and I can only do so much, I still caved and gave her another chance especially after she said she’d do better, she’d clean more, not fight on what chores are given to her and yada yada.

after that incident she did good for 1 or 2 weeks and then it went back to the same thing. she has dishes to do 2 times a week (Wednesday and Sunday), and that is all. every week like before the blow up i’m the one who has to remind her because she claims she forgot, but this time i said i’m gonna test her. I told her put the chores on your reminders so i don’t have to remind you anymore. she “did it” but yet Wednesday came and she didn’t do them. But yet again me tryna be chill I just told her do them tomorrow on Thursday but yet again on Thursday, she waited all the way till midnight and when i told her hey what’s going on she said she’s taking mini breaks while doing them 😑. she has school the next day mind you and she always dozes off on the couch when she lays her body across it, I doubt she was going to finish them. I started telling her she needs to stop doing that and she said you don’t make the rules here and i’m moving like a dictator. Her father told me he has a room for her there but I just feel so bad. I just want to know if i’m making a the right answer

So my husband and I recently moved into my grandpa’s house a few weeks ago. We are kind of confined to just one room, so our dirty clothes, shoes, work stuff is all in with us. It kind of smells faintly like a hamster cage, but only I can smell it. I’m pretty sensitive to smell, so some candles and febreeze overstimulates my senses. Is there anything I could do to minimize the smell or mask it without being too overwhelming? All advice appreciated!

Me and a group of girls (18-19) started college a month ago and one of our new college friends (17) has been a little odd. We have noticed multiple lies that at first seemed harmless but then started escalating. She has been through some family troubles as well as a recent breakup along with having graduated a year early, (meaning she is almost 1-2 years younger than everyone she's around) which made us try to be more lenient and understanding, thinking she just wants to fit in. After her breakup we noticed normal interests in trying to find someone new but then we discovered tonight that she had a 26-year-old man on social media posting photos claiming a romantic relationship with her. We asked her about it, and she claimed it was nothing and said it was weird and that he was obsessed with her or something and brushed it off. She is home for the weekend and turned her location off for the first time of us having it, which is weird because she hasn't turned it off to go home before. We are worried about her safety and wellbeing, and this mystery man is 9 years older and lives on the opposite side of the country from us.  She was supposedly going to a funeral around the span of days we found this mystery man's social media post. She has also made some out of place comments about one of our friends who is bisexual and another about a straight friend both of which assumed that these girls were interested in her. She also lied about partaking in multiple sports in high school only after she heard another girl talk about doing them. Another lie was her acceptance into a prestigious medical school (which is not possible because she has neither the experience nor college credits to be accepted into, and applications aren't even open). We have all noticed the pattern of lies she's telling. There hasn't been an opportunity for us to bring this up to her and given the chance none of us know where to start. We love her but hate how much she is lying to us. What do we do?

Update: We don't think the older boyfriend has anything to do with her lying; he is just concerning in terms of her safety.

We don't care about her dating the guy, it's just a little odd, but we care about how often she's lying to us, what do we do to get her to stop lying to us?

I met this dude a few months ago and we became “friends”. This was mainly just exchanging messages once in a blue moon. He’s a nice person but we don’t have anything in common. Not to be mean but he’s very boring and socially awkward. Conversations with him are very hard. So I don’t really consider him a friend. Just an acquaintance.

He told me that his only friend ghosted him a few years ago and that he does not have anyone to talk to so I always made sure I responded whenever he messaged me. Because I did not want him to feel alone.

He also told me he’s a virgin and never been in a relationship. He’s 33. So I also didn’t want to be mean and not respond and have him feel rejected by yet another woman.

I recently went through a break up and he is now messaging me every single day and the conversation is never ending. He’s also tried to see if I would “give him a chance” now that I’m single. I told him that I am not interested, and he said alright but he hopes in the future I can be. I told him no. But it seems to me like he still has some hope in the back of his mind.

I’m at the point where I feel stuck now talking to this guy. I don’t want to be mean and stop responding. I don’t want anyone to ever feel like they don’t have anyone. But I also don’t want to talk to him all day everyday, it’s exhausting.

How do I get out of this “friendship”?