Cute text pic for girlfriend

Hihi, It's been super warm lately and I ngl I love the weather so comfy for walks, I had a little time between work yesterday so I made a yummy chicken sandwich with Bree, roasted red peppers and pesto sauce pressed into a flat crunchy panini and salad for lunch was soo good hehe! But also I’m excited to meet someone great UwU! My name is Bell but anything cute is fine.
Looking for a very close friendship or relationship something that is very comfy, friendly and likes to grind in mmos or fps! I’m not really into the having a tons of friends, I find I tend to attract lots of friends but I personally prefer more close friends >.<. I prefer a few close comfy relationships, i recently went through a few weird friends , ideally, I would like a new friend but I guess I’m open to anything. Anyway, some things I like to do are art, streaming, and playing games (Vrchat , Destiny, warframe and Pokémon are my favs). I also like to cook, write stories and go for walks. I love nature, animals and plants. I also made some danishes last week if you wanna see them message me.
I am trans so that’s not your cup of tea that’s fine, think of myself as a cute femboy so ya. I actually started transitioning last year, summer on blockers and end of November on pads!!!! If you curious about what I sound like, I can send you a cute recording I made when I was bored. Anyway, I’m up for trying besties or even having an online partner, if you match what I am looking for. Also, my hair kinda got long I took a cute pic, if you are nice and wanna see I’ll send it in chat OwO. If you aren’t into someone like me that’s fine, gl and I hope you find what you’re looking for.

I think the kessing game is mainly there for the sake of DRAMATIC cliffhanger that our LI caught us kissing another boy (sports day deja vu?)
I know that it also serves as a silly opportunity for MC to graft but lets be real, the majority of us are somebody's GIRLFRIEND and it would make no sense to participate, at least give us the option to stay out of the game, it can still work!! For example
👱‍♀️MC: I think i will stay out of this game, you guys enjoy
📜 Just when the game is reaching the end, your eyes caught a familiar figure coming closer to the firepit
👱‍♀️MC: LI! You're finally here! (Option: warm hug / just wave / pretend you didnt notice)
🧔LI: Seems like you guys were having fun! What's up?
👱‍♂️Liam: Youre missing out mate! Just me getting kisses from the girls as per usual
📜 The other islanders come circling LI as they exchange their greetings, the texting girl (mine's sophie) noticibly sneaks herself in beside LI and taps his shoulder with a mischievous smile
👩‍🦰Sophie: Hey LI! Hope your flight went alright, i was wondering when you will get here. So glad youre finally here
🧔LI: Yeah, thanks shopie
📜 LI makes a way out from the others and comes to you
🧔LI: MC, can we talk in private? I have to tell you something
📜 Uh, oh! LI wants to tell MC something! [Insert narrator jokes and puns] Find out next on Love Island!
This is a very short and simplified example but i hope you get the idea that not every cliffhanger needs to be extra dramatic 😭 Also im sorry for any gramatical error or other mistakes, it's midnight and i should sleep but im too invested with this mobile game lmao

"Let me start by giving you some context. I have a best friend named Claire, and we're really close. I confide in her about everything, including my depression and my mom's passing, and she’s always been there for me, just as I've been there for her. We met at a summer conference last year, but we're from different states—she’s from Colorado, and I’m from Missouri. We're planning to visit each other next summer, but let's get to the situation. So, she recently texted me that she’s going to take a break from social media and everything for a while, and that she’ll text me when she’s ready and feeling better. I’m supportive of this and told her to take as much time as she needs, but I was scrolling on Instagram and it says she was active. Do you guys think I’m overthinking this, or do you think she just is annoyed with me and doesn’t want to talk to me anymore? She does have a boyfriend now, and I wouldn’t be surprised if her boyfriend doesn’t like us talking to each other, because I’m not gonna lie, if I had a girlfriend, I probably wouldn’t like her texting a dude every day. We usually do text every day. Also, how do I cope with this? Like, I know she’ll eventually text me, but she said she’s taking a break for a while, so I might not hear from her. How do I get over this, because she’s genuinely my best friend, she’s like my sister Do you guys think she’s annoyed at me, or she just needs to take a break from social media? I'd appreciate your thoughts. Also, we are both 16. I also feel a little bit sad because she said when she’s feeling better, and I feel like she could tell me what’s going on, so maybe we are not as close as I thought, but maybe I’m overthinking this. Like, seriously, we talk about everything with each other. She’s told me about a toxic ex-boyfriend; like, we are best friends. Do you think this will impact our friendship, or am I overthinking this?"

Looking to experience the joys of reddit. Short chats. Deep, engaging conversations. Trauma dumping. Memes. Up for anything really. In order to adhere to the rules of this subreddit, I am obliged to state that I am open to 'more'. Saying that, I am not a big fan of long distance relationships. I'm open to travelling for a cute date abroad though.
For the fans of physical attraction, pic attached below. I am 5'10/178 cm. I go gym regularly and follow a strict program. I count calories. If you need some gym/diet motivation, you are welcome to message me. I suppose the only other relevant attribute is my grey eyes, for the fans of eyes out there.
I don't particularly care for hobbies, I don't tend to bond over them. I do sim racing, drifting, rally and the kind. I play various competitive games when I have the energy and time. I'm interested in a lot of topics but none of them are a full fledged hobby. I'm down to talk about anything. If you have nothing to say, just drop a hi. I'll come up with some nonsense.
Personality wise, you can probably get a good feeling from this post alone. I am quite cynical, slightly sarcastic. That's on paper anyway. I'm also quite 'childlike' as my friend would say. I smile a lot, talk loudly and say silly things. I suppose being an asshole is only my part time job. I can take everything I dish out so feel free to hit me with anything if you wish to message me.
For the fellow mature people, I'm independent and financially stable. I make good money and can afford to travel if the opportunity arises. I rent, because who can afford to get a mortgage right now? I live in Cambridge, UK but plan to move out of UK entirely in the next 3 years. I would like to go to the US, although I'm open to other places, provided the weather is better. Which would be everywhere that isn't UK.
Here is a pic of me. It is a shirtless picture. It's really all I have of myself, I don't take pictures often. Do not take this as a sign that I am interested in lewd behaviour. I do not want to s*xt, exchange n*des or roleplay. I am also not interested in ho*kups if you are local. I am happy to send my face, provided we talk for a bit.
If anyone actually wants to play Minecraft, I can rent a server on Apex hosting. I'm a great engineer, not so good at building pretty things. If you're a creative soul, drop me a message.

I met this cute girl at Bumble. We had a lot of things in common, yay! First 2 days of talking were good and exciting, i was convinced that finally I found my first big and real opportunity for dating. But i was wrong, again. At the third of talking she became cold and dry, hardly answering any of my texts or left me on read. I have to re-start the conversacion everytime and I'm starting to feel really annoyed. I know people are gonna tell me "oh, maybe she's bussy" or something, and yeah, it might be, but deep down I know it's a lie. Every girl has done the same to me. I'm not able to pass from the "talking phase" to the "first date phase". I feel absolutely terrible about myself. My mother always tells me that "i'm really attractive" or a "really good catch". Well, maybe she's lying too.
I don't know what the hell I'm doing wrong, I'm not learning anything from this and I'm almost at my middle 20's. I can't feel good or confident about failing time after time. I do everything my succesfull friends told me to do, but nothing works.
I train, i study, i have my hobbies and all that stuff. I should be more confident in myself but here I am losing it every time. I don't know, this should be fun but it's just another pain.

Ik hogya h aur sb break pr h aur mai bhi drop lera hu mere parents bhi supportive h aur mai bhi fully motivated hu neet 25 ke liye so let's take it back to the time when my prep was going super good like I could have cracked it with like 630-40 marks but it all dropped to 385
So it was time of December 2023 and i had finished my 12th syllabus in first week of it and i was ready for 11th revision starting but that time for 1 week I thought let's take it lightly now and let's enjoy in school and quesn prac at home (I was regular school going student) so in my school a coachings faculties used to come and teach and they were ass as expect bcz in 11th we dealt with the same thing and our whole class had bought pw batches and were studying online so school knew this thing so most of class students used to bunk and sit in physics lab and bio lab and 2-3 places more which were empty rooms so school was strict that much teachers were chill with it but they didn't wanted any misbehave and wanted silence so you could understand we all were just bunking so one day in physics class i was taking a revision class of electrostatics and that time i saw her and my mind went into a different dimension like I was nuts totally not horny but like a one sided lover I was crazy asf like I would find where she is sitting and i would select the same room to bunk and i still remember it was 21 December I made insta id first time for her and on 22 my friend found her insta id ( dawgg did it 15mins in front of me bro is a genius fucker) so now I confessed to her on 23rd December we met on 26 December in school it was really awkward she was introvert and a loner and now to keep it clear after I confessed to her she told me at that we could be friends so ik her response won't change so i met her to show who I was and didn't wanted to feel her paranoid like someone has eyes on her so after that we didn't talked that much and after that meeting I approached her second time and we talked back to our classes ( she was in 11th(pcm) and i was in 12th (pcb)) so after that i didn't approached I at that time sensed that it's better to focus on studies but after seeing her my mind would go blank so much that my priorities would change after seeing her like she is the only one thing that's important for me
Now the real fall of me started so she approached me two- three times and now for that 4-5hrs we would spend time and now everyone came to know about us and we weren't that popular so no rumors spread but her classmates would stare at me and i was just losing myself in those times my purpose everything turned into vapour and i felt like a oxygen so ready to make ozone to protect my world with me and now we were so cute or just she was too cute but the moments whenever I remember I just get lost into those sweet memories she was 5ft and I am 5'10 and she used to talk in low voice so I used to bend to listen to her and it happened infornt of some girls from pcm sections and they told my dawgg that it was so cute and now we were getting compliments form people that we look cute 😭😭😭 and they didn't even knew that we were just friends and now there was another thing that i used to think she likes me too bcz she used to send me couple reels and now when I showed them to my friends they all said like she definitely likes me but she wants to take it slowly I was cool with it and now she started ghosting me out of no where 🤡 like literally out of nowhere she didn't used to reply to my texts and when I approached her in school she very annoyingly said I don't have time I'm busy it was too cold I didn't understand anything and I was inside falling and dying my sleep schedule started to fuck up like I would wake up in nights drenched in sweat I want to remind you it was winters and in delhi temperatures drops so much and it's so cold but I was drenched in sweat and my whole sleep was fucked and now during days I used to sleep for 1hr in those I had just dreamt things related to her I used to dream that she was replied like I am using and in insta you had that notifications comes on upper side like that I used to see and I would wake up scared every thing was falling around me I didn't know what can I do
Time just passed like that and oneday she asked me if she can block me cuz for some reasons I was getting on her nerves and i told her it's her choice and she blocked me and at that time i had a psychotic attack kinda thing so many emotions ran through me I was singing like a maniac I called my friend told him this shit and I was going crazy I wanted to just drown in the floor and stop existing so after that I went in some crazy shit like I wasn't able to do things my motivation all lost and cried many time about why I'm like this if I could've been a better person so she would've chosed me but now nothing could be done so now it's been a lot time like 2-3months and still I'm kinda not able to move now I'm doing everything properly sleep is good now but whenever any one talk about girl and Or any girl approaches me i just feel like that if she could've been in this moment with me we would've been so good and now no other girl interests me and I've passed out school so she must have told everyone that she blocked me so some other girl slided in my dms and for a long time she was showing me signs she likes me and oneday she confessed and i rejected her this girl was also beautiful and so good like a nice girl but i dont want to be with someone and think about someone else and if I had accepted her proposal then someday I would've told her how i am not able to move on from the first one and would broken her too so it was appropriate to tell her no and now I'm stuck with a weird feeling like a emptiness in myself that I'm not able to fulfill like something is missing some part I lost along this was don't which part and where I lost it now I don't want to lay on my bed and think about her and miss her so much her face her eyes even if I remember I just want to say yeah there was someone like that I doesn't effect me idk how can I fix everything idk pls suggest me something reasonable and doable I can't go to a therapist cuz my parents won't allow me and still right now I'm want her to text me back that hey how are you I would choose her over anyone she feels like a missing part but idk what I can do plz help
Sorry for the long post

The rift between them has caused a lot of tension in my family and now my mom wants to be in the life of her newborn grandson but refuses to address or try to mend things with my wife.
Little history: I probably introduced them too quickly. My grandmother was in town in south Florida about to move here from Illinois for a retirement community. My wife, girlfriend at the time, came with cookies or some form of baked goods like she usually does when visiting someone as a sign of affection and respect. Where it went wrong from here I have no idea. I suppose the initial crack was when wife scheduled a skitrip for her and I to have as a 1 year of dating anniversary present. We are not rich, this is a huge gift that made sense to her since I refused to let her pay rent. Our combines salaries are barely over 120k. So wife calls mom 6 months in advance because she is a planner for the sole purpose of asking my mom to watch one of our four dogs. Wife has already paid in full for the trip. Yet Mom decides it is a great idea to instead use the opportunity to hop on and take a family trip because it is the last time the family will have for a family vacation - I am the oldest of two boys and two stepsisters, my mom married the guy she left my father for who has twin girls of his own that were in the womb during the infidelity. Anyway mom completely takes over and decides to make our one year gift a family vacation, so she books tickets for a hotel nearby. Wife is bold but at the time not bold enough to stop my mom in her tracks for overstepping a boundary. At this time she still respected my mother and kind of let herself get steamrolled.
Probably skippable Family history: Now I have always had issues with my mother, resentment for leaving my father for my stepdad behind my own fathers back and constantly trying to keep brother and I from seeing “Disneyland dad who doesn’t do any of the work but gets all the fun.” my mother was very strict growing up, always bringing us to church and making my father feel guilty for not bringing brother and I on his weekend. So mom marries stepdad age 11, divorces him around 13 after asking me advice for her relationship and i encourage her to move out. Then remarries him and moves us back into his house age 15. Here I begin rebellion and normal teeenager stuff but stepdad won’t butt in because he isn’t my “biological father” so would have my mom intervene brother and i from behind the scenes. For example, I am young and messing around on the piano because music is important and I never had any formal training and mom comes in to tell me stepdad “wants to know when the concert is going to end because it is a little annoying.” Anyway, they have me prescribed adderall at 16 and in the parking lot holding my first prescription I am told that they would like me to move out and in with my father, who had chased us every time mom and stepdad moved several miles away (5 moves from age 5-15 all in one county). Anyway, brother and I are recovering alcoholics with (my) slipups triggered from interactions or visiting my mom, which mom claims is genetics from my father alone and has nothing to do with her. Maternal grandfather, mother, and I have some nasty temper problems which certainly are exacerbated by drinking (at least mine and moms).
Skitrip revelations: Wife and I are on the way to brothers graduation in Chicago, and wife has yet to reveal to me that my mother has taken over her massive investment of a couples ski vacation and it will now be a family vacation for mom, stepdad, brother, two stepsisters who are all getting out of gradschool. On the way to the airport I am told the news by future wife of my one year surprise. So I get upset and call my mom to call it off. She obliges my request and now holds resentment against me and now wife for “ruining her last family vacation.” Fine, whatever. Mother never says a word about it for months until we are out for a distant family members birthday dinner and at a table of about 8-10 people that are having a group conversation and gets real close to my wife’s ear and tells her privately along the lines of “you deprived our family of our last family vacation.” During this time my wife is frantically tapping my leg under the table because my mom can get a little aggressive. My mom saw this and later (privately to me) mocked her for doing it to my leg under the table.
Christmas blessings: Closer to Christmas maybe 2/3 weeks later we went to go see my mom and my mom had a couple drinks in her (not an alcoholic like brother and I just very sensitive to a couple glasses of wine and occasionally some hidden sips of wine or something) and invites my wife to Christmas church and out to dinner after because the family needs photos for a Christmas card and future wife “will be the photographer for it.” Now this can easily be a nothing comment but given the way my mom had been making future wife feel, it was taken as an insult. So wife declined church and showed up to family dinner just in time for photography session to be over.
The distance: Then mom moves to a fancy house up the coast and invites us up to visit. At first it is ok to bring the 4 dogs then the day before she says they will not have dogs at the house and we can easily find a sitter. 2 Dogs don’t get along, they need to be separated always as there has been two attacks on one from the other, so we can’t trust someone to come to the house and keep them separate and we won’t board 4 dogs it’s too expensive for us. Anyway we go back and forth being invited with the dogs then they retract the offer and say pick one dog to bring and leave the others and it’s just annoying, so we say forget it and don’t go. But my brother becomes engaged and decides to throw his engagement party at my mom’s new place near the beach. Great. First all the dogs are welcome, then day before they say it is too chaotic and she will pay for a small hotel room for one night for future wife and her dogs and my one (the attack dog) can stay in a crate at the house with me but I may not leave the dog to stay with her. And no reasonable cheap hotel in the area is going to accommodate 4 dogs. Anyway wife is stressed but feels obligated to come because I am the best man and I stay at the house while she checks her dogs into the hotel. Wife had made a cheesecake and brought it up in a separate car from me, 4 hour drive by the way, and night of.. my mom says no desserts for engagement party dinner, the dessert is themed or some crazy stuff. Wife shows up to dinner a little later and very flustered because of the situation plus I had relapsed on a bottle of whiskey a couple days prior to seeing my mom. Related, I don’t know. Anyway. Mom has had a couple drinks and future wife and I are talking about having children and religion comes up. Mom asks what we were thinking of doing about baptism or not and I jokingly said (guiltily to get on my moms nerves a bit) that he would have a bris and would love it if she would come to the bar mitzvah. now my wife’s mom was forced to convert from Catholicism to Judaism for her own mother in laws acceptance for a failed marriage so wife is not religious, but it hurt my wife and reasonably so when my mom replied “oh, son, I raised you better than that.” Still no acknowlegement of fault from that comment and mom thinks wife is “overly sensitive, dramatic, and childish” for wanting an apology for it.
Weddings: Future wife becomes current wife. We had gotten engaged on our next anniversary trip she planned for us. I proposed on our bike and barge through tulip season in holland with our feet in the water of the North Sea after a picnic in the dunes. her family business manufactures photo albums for professional photographers, so aside from our families all being divorced, estranged, difficult, and us trying to save money, we did not have a wedding, we just did the paperwork within a month of the proposal. I had already decided to have a baby with her before the trip so we were trying. 2 weeks before brothers wedding in Tennessee we become pregnant, so we break news immediately as to not steal limelight from brothers expensive wedding. Mom says she will cover cost of rental car so we can save money. Ok great. She books the tiny car and we pack it and head up the Smokey mountains to the cabins we are staying at. Two cabins for grooms family, one for his mother and one for his father, ten paces from each other: they havnt spoken but twice im since divorce in 1995 but through lawyers. Grandmother, mother, stepdad, 2 stepsisters and one boyfriend stayed in mom’s side. Wife and I stay at father’s side cabin with just his wife. His Wife’s 3 daughters and family’s stayed a town away down the mountain among extended family. Anyway, beautiful wedding takes place. My wife is sent into town to collect flowers and run errands for my mom which she happily obliged to since she is a solitary person and did not want wedding day drama. Day after, we are loading our rental sedan with our bags. Mom and grandma need a ride to the airport and our flight is before theirs so they will drop off the car for us 4 hours or so after we go to the airport 5 hours from current time. We’re loading the car. Stepcousin passed out in mother’s cabin night before and needed a ride. Disorganized brunch for 20 people is trying to be made. Father’s wife’s daughter books a reservation for 10 people which include her family, her sisters, me, my wife, dad, and their mom. My stepdad had left for home at this point as he had taken his own suv instead of flying with my mom and 90 year old grandma. So mom is trying to pack grandma in the car with bags and my wife and stepcousin. At this point mother asks stepmother if she and grandma are on reservation for the brunch. Stepmom says no they are not, she wasn’t sure of their plans. Mom says under her breath “fucking assholes, so typical,” and she goes into a bit of a rage to which my stepmom says here “it’s ok I will call and add you two it’s no big deal.” So we continue packing the car and realize we won’t all fit. So my wife tells my stepcousin to go ride with my father to the restaurant 10 minutes away we will meet you there. Mom says to wife, “no you go with the father.” Wife says “no I am going to ride with my husband” mom gets close to her face with her finger and says “this is my car, you can fucking Uber!” Wife is 6 weeks pregnant at this point and it all escalated from here. wife and mother start yelling at each other swearing at each other and we get into the car, mom behind wife who was in shotgun. 2 occasions on the trip I had to stop the car because mom had taken off her seatbelt to stand over the seat and scream in my wife’s face with so much vigor that spit came on to her face multiple times. I’m trying to tell them both to behave and mom sit down shut the f up. Mom is telling wife to get the f out of the car and find a ride, she has no right to speak because she’s “new here” (dating and living together for 3 years at this point). The following brunch she apologized in a crowd with a hushed voice at a table of 20 people trying to have a group conversation again privately to my wife “I’m sorry you get so upset” and my wife told her “that is not an apology.” The following several hours in the car with grandma and stepcousin and wife were some of the most uncomfortable moments of my life. At a gas station I pulled my mom aside and said I need ther to give a huge apology, that it was so nasty and inappropriate, my brother and I are used to abusive language and aggressive behavior but to my pregnant wife and any other human being it is disgusting and unacceptable. Sitting in the car was quiet for many hours until we got to the airport. No speaking about what happened just mom happy go lucky about Tennessee and Dollywood and wife and I in shock, cousin still half in the bag from a fun wedding, grandma 90 years old probably confused about what happened.
The family groupchat: Im waiting on an apology from my mother to my wife who is extremely hurt and expressed to my mom loads of time she needs to reach out and apologize. We’re not talking until she will do so. It is bugging me and keeping me up at night. My appendix flares up and I am admitted to the hospital with emergency appendectomy. Still pregnant Wife suggests I reach out to mom to let her know what’s going on. So I text mom I’m at the hospital and will have surgery. I send a pic or something that on my end says hasn’t gone through. Mom group texts our family group with stepdad, his daughters, brother and his wife, and grandma that I am in the hospital and attaches the pic I sent of me in there. Then she continues to rave about the success of her startup company and how they got FDA approved clinical trials finally completed or some pivotal moment that made the text about her. Wife and I are in a hospital so the picture comes up on moms end as unable to have been sent. Mom assumes that my wife has blocked her phone, so mom removes my wife from the chat. Wife is rushing home to take care of the dogs at this point and is not alerted on her phone, but on everyone else’s phone it clearly reads “(mom) has removed (wife) from the chat.” Immediately I text my mom and basically say how dare you do that to her she is the one who insisted I let you know out of respect and mom responds with blah blah she did this she did that I will not have it. So I go back to the family chat and remove mother. At this point I let everyone in the chat know what my mother has done and how she refuses to take responsibility for how she made my wife feel, address her feelings, apologize or do anything at all to reach out about the wedding incident or even inquire about the wellbeing of the pregnancy for her first grandchild. Stepdad finally steps in and tells me “enough.” Grandma says “shame on you.” I am dumbfounded. This is a hush hush family that hates to have anything out in the open and likes to maintain a picture perfect image. For examples; 1) I and wife were on the family Christmas card of a photo taken at the wedding that the whole world received except for wife and I. 2)brothers alcoholism was to remain hidden from the family as was his rehab treatment and how it affected his career. Now understand that they like to keep things quiet but that is not how I want to handle my problems, these things trigger alcohol use and violent outbursts on my part that I no longer wish to live through. Now appendectomy’s are pretty simple so I recovered quickly (it don’t rupture we just took it out). But during the time I was scheduled to be under anesthesia, stepdad reaches out to wife to have a chat and clear the air. Wife waits until I come to so i can be there and I hear the conversation. He claims to be here as a middleman like a business meeting to fix things once and for all. Wife and I are like wow great. He then proceeds to double down on my moms behalf that they will not be apologizing or meet any of her demands as she had already apologized as confirmed by 90yo grandma who was in the car and my mother herself. The term he used was stalemate to describe the situation. Wife and I are shocked but she has me keep quiet to show me what he will say. He proceeds to yell at her and they were screaming at each other, again steamrolling the conversation assuring us that he was down the middle yet maintains that mom has made a sufficient apology that needs to be accepted and wife needs to grow up and move on, then wishing her luck with the baby and a nice life. Next day I call stepdad to see how it went. He reassures me that he has done all he can and everything is back to normal. At this point I call him out and tell him I was conscious and explain to him what an apology is. But there is no dialogue with this guy like there is no dialogue with my mother. He proceeds to talk loudly over me like she does and basically call me a piece of shit for the amount he and mother have done for me. I speak to him first time like I never have before by calling him a hands off father and a pussy of a man who finally reaches out while he thinks I am under anesthesia to yell at my wife then pretend it’s cool, and I basically tell him he has never done a single thing for me to try and develop me into a man or nurture me as a child into an adult, but he thinks taking me on fishing trips and ski vacations are equivalent to love and nurturing growth and development just like my mom does. I reassure him that he has no right to talk about family being that he ruined his own as well as mine and couldn’t even tell my dad to his face that it was him who was sleeping with my mom behind his back when my dad came to him very upset as a friend when he got an anonymous phone tip at work one day. Then him and my mom laughed about it in court when my dad brought it up during the divorce. We ended with swearing and I felt very happy for finally giving my true feelings to him.
The birth: Months go by and nobody has said a thing. I can’t sleep at night seeing how much love I am getting from my father and his side for the baby, and my wife’s family, then thinking about how my own mother hasn’t reached out a single time. I’m dreaming about beating up my stepdad and it’s driving me mad. So weeks before the due date I reach out to my mom begging her to clear things up and apologize to my wife. Nothing. A week later i tell her how disappointed and abandoned I feel and want her in the family. Nothing. Baby comes a couple days early. Everyone is excited. Mom texts me begging for photos and to let everyone know. I tell her my brother and two stepsisters have received photos. I ask her to please reach out to wife she still needs to make amends for what’s happened between them and all she needs to do is reach out. Mom’s responses have been defensive, derisive, projecting, playing victim and referring to herself as a kicked puppy. Telling me my wife needs to apologize to her and making the conversation about mother son instead. She is beating around the bush. And she is sending me photos of my own baby that I did not send her. Her friends are congratulating me that I did not tell. Again she is pretending that everything is ok and it is not. She asked me to apologize to her husband for what I said on the phone that day. I said ok, watch this. So I sent the guy a message that was very apologetic and not passive aggressive or backhanded comments in any way. Still my mom won’t say anything.
Now: Baby is 6 days old. He is the best thing in my life and I wish my family were involved but it seems like I am living in a fantasy world where everyone can be happy together. I can be a jerk and have a terrible relationship with my mom, but I want more than anything to just feel loved enough where she can swallow her pride and make amends with my wife. Thats it. And she asked the other day to put a family group chat so everyone can be involved… for real? I know she is stressed with a high pressure job, but it seems heartless to me. She asks what big items she can get for the baby. Mom, baby is here we have everything for a couple months already. I said the biggest thing you can do is reach out and have a heart to heart with my wife so this rift can end and we can at least be cordial if you two can’t get along. I don’t think it will happen.

I'm beginning to think I was a rebound relationship with my STBX. I did not know it at the time when we first met that he was in a on again, off again relationship with his then girlfriend of 2 years. We met, texted, and called for a few weeks, and then we drifted apart for a few months. When we met again, we became more of a couple, granted never had the talk of being exclusive. Come to find out he was having sex with this girlfriend while he was with me. I know that relationship stopped a month or 2 later. However, he would constantly compare me to her. He would say things like I'm so much better than anyone else in his past, that I'm good at ___, and ex-gf was not. He still had a few momentos lying around, too. That irritated me. I finally told him to stop the comparisons and asked if he was truly healed from that relationship. Of course, he assured me he has moved on from that ex. All this caused a deep wound in me that festered for years. I became a master detective looking for anything that can become evidence of his infidelity. I did find he was looking at her Facebook profile repeatedly. He said it was just once in a blue moon because he was curious and wanted to see her happy. No. We are talking about several times a week. I am not proud of my snooping into his private space. I told him what I did and that his searches for his ex gf is troubling. I asked him to stop because that makes me so uncomfortable. He agreed. Long time went by, and I trusted he did stop. Then things felt off. I resorted to snooping again. Well. He was still looking. I was crushed. Trust went away. I struggled with this. I talked to him again about what I saw. He never got upset with me for snooping,but he stuck to his ground, saying I can look if I want to. The wound went deep, and I let any little thing get to me to the point I became a screaming monster. I would get on him about being on Facebook, about being on IG, not calling me back in a timely manner, etc. Little petty things that should not bother someone in a healthy relationship. My rage went from being moody to being a complete bitch towards him. He tried to talk to me about my behavior and how it is not healthy. I took it on me that all this is my fault since no one should yell and scream at their partner. Then, the end came when my screaming abusive behavior went in front of the kids (18, 19, 22. 23). I can completely see this was unexcusible behavior on my part. No matter what the problem is, I was very disrespectful in front of the kids. That's when he said he is divorcing me. I know my tone, language, and rage were the reason for the divorce. I let my anger and frustration with the small petty details go too long without proper care of myself. I wish I could have seen this was doomed without proper intervention with real work. We never got to do any therapy. He thought he had done enough therapy with his previous wife to need more therapy now. So now we are over. I am struggling with the highs and lows of being happy we were no longer going to be having unhealthy screaming to lows of wishing we could make this work. Thanks for reading this far and letting me vent

When I (31f) was younger, around 13/14 I made a friend in high-school, we weren't super close at first but quickly became pretty inseparable, we spent all of our free time at her house with her family and younger brother. We were all pretty close in age and would hang out all the time, I was a pretty bad friend and our relationship was rocky as she couldn't handle conflict and I was walking Conflict. She would shut down and we couldn't even communicate. Her brother however was infatuated. He was always sitting and talking with me, asking me questions and trying to spend more time with me. When we were older (18-19) one night we ended up in a pool alone together drunk and I ended up taking his virginity, I don't fully remember it or even really remember enjoying it, I was pretty drunk at the time and have horrible self esteem and confidence so I guess i let it happen. I felt pretty guilty but told my friend who had expected it and didn't seem to care. Years go by and in this time my friend and I help him get a girlfriend, he gets settled into a relationship and I move away. My friend and I ended up having a falling out about four years ago, though we are on speaking terms now but don't talk often. Her brother however, is constantly reaching out, for the last four years it has been almost daily, from random messages asking how I'm doing to selfies and dick pics. I didn't care too much, I had told my friend her brother was doing it (he's still with the girl we set him up with over 10 years ago) & she said she knew, that she has girls come up to her all the time and it's horrible and embarrassing. I figured there wasn't much I could do if everyone knew so I would just leave him on read and respond when he would ask questions etc. Until yesterday. He got drunk and sent me videos of him and his gf having sex, many many videos and pictures. He essentially told me that was what he wanted to do to me and I later found out that she had no idea. I don't know if she knows he's filming her but she absolutely doesn't know I'm getting them. He told me not to worry about her and just enjoy them. Telling anyone would result in drama I'm not prepared to deal with, I live nowhere near them now, they have kids and she hasn't ever listened to anyone warning her before. I have no desire to have sex with him, I haven't done anything with him aside from that one night and have never sent him a nude in response. He said I've been teasing him for years but most of the time I leave him on read. I don't know what to do, if she knew and was an active participant, this would be hot, but she isn't and I feel so gross.

Hi reddit, I'm just wondering if these are signs of an abusive relationship to be sure.
Long story short whenever we get into an argument my girlfriend will say hurtful things and insult my appearance. She is on her phone pretty much 99% of the time we are together and trying to show me look what so and so drama happened, she literally says "come look at this tea" when I couldn't give two cares whatsoever.
I'll give you an example last night we were driving around and passed by a dealership with a car I've had my eyes on for a long time now, we park and I say wanna come look at it with me and she says nah I'll stay in the car so I go take a good look at it, take some pics and when I get back to the car I'm like a kid in a candy shop telling her about what's done to it. Notice shes got her phone in her face and not even paying attention so I say pretty nice car hey I might buy it. Hey babe I might buy it, then she freaks out and says don't ever try talking to me when I'm typing on my phone and at this point I'm so over just sitting around in silence with her useless nails clacking on the screen and say well thats always so I'm not going to just sit around in silence and wait for you and she says stfu micro penis you stupid little boy I was so upset by the way she talks to me I drove her home silently sat there until she got out and went home as we don't live together anymore because I couldn't handle her staying up all night and sleeping all day while I was trying to go out and work fulltime.
This is not the only things she has said but this gives you an idea of her typical language.

It''s a crisp spring evening in Ancaster, Ontario. Tim Bosma bids his baby girl goodnight while his wife Charlene tidies up downstairs. Tim anxiously awaits the arrival of two strangers who've expressed interest in test-driving his Dodge Ram pickup truck.
Tim's been trying to sell the truck for months, hoping to make some extra cash for his young family. Little does he know, these prospective buyers have more sinister intentions than purchasing a vehicle. They have murder on their minds.
As the clock ticks past 9 PM, the appointed time for the meeting, Charlene urges Tim to accompany the strangers on the test drive. It's better to be cautious than to hand over the keys to unknown individuals. Finally, around 9 o'clock, two suspicious characters arrive on foot, appearing out of place in the rural setting.
Despite Charlene's apprehension, Tim joins the two men for what was supposed to be a brief test drive around the block. However, as hours pass with no sign of Tim or the truck, Charlene's unease grows. She senses that something is seriously amiss and promptly notifies the authorities of Tim's disappearance.
The subsequent investigation reveals startling details. The individuals who contacted Tim about the truck used a burner cell phone, leading the police to uncover their true identities. One of them, using the alias Lucas Bate, is identified as Dellen Millard, a wealthy heir with a penchant for thrill killings. Alongside his accomplice Mark Smich, Millard had been targeting owners of Dodge trucks.
The discovery of blood in Tim's truck transforms the case into a homicide investigation. Millard, with Tim's keys in his possession, is arrested, but there's still no sign of Tim. Meanwhile, a search of Smich's residence yields crucial evidence linking the duo to the disappearance of Laura Babcock, who had ties to Millard.
While combing through MARK SMICH’s residence, the police stumble upon two significant pieces of evidence. Firstly, they discover Laura Babcock’s iPad and duffle bag casually lying around in Smich’s bedroom. Now, who's Laura Babcock, you might ask? Well, buckle up because this tale is about to take a dramatic turn.
While Tim Bosma’s vanishing act is grabbing national attention, the authorities receive a distress call from Laura's frantic parents. Their daughter Laura has been missing for months, nearly a year before Tim's disappearance.
Laura's parents inform the police that their daughter used to be involved with none other than Dellen Millard – yes, the same guy behind the truck test-drive scheme. Records indicate that Laura made her last EIGHT calls to Millard before vanishing into thin air.
Suspicion mounts, and detectives delve into Laura’s disappearance, fearing the involvement of Millard and Smich. Laura, a former straight-A college student, had fallen into drug addiction in the months leading up to her disappearance. She was couch-surfing after being ousted by her parents, barely holding it together.
According to Laura’s ex-boyfriend, the last time he saw her, she was exchanging texts with Millard, attempting to arrange a rendezvous. But here's the twist: Millard already had a girlfriend named Christina at the time, who was well aware of his dalliance with Laura.
Unsurprisingly, Christina was furious about the love triangle and issued an ultimatum to Millard: "It’s me or her, you can’t have both." Allegedly, Millard assured Christina that he would "take care" of the Laura situation, and soon after, Laura vanished into thin air following a night with Millard.
Laura’s belongings found in Smich’s residence, coupled with cell phone records indicating her presence with Millard on the night of her disappearance, paint a grim picture. Furthermore, after arriving at Millard’s farm, Smich captured a photo of something wrapped in a blue tarp resembling a human body, which they later incinerated in a makeshift high-temperature furnace designed for cremating both animal and human remains.
The smoking gun, however, lies in their text exchanges. Millard brazenly asks Smich if they should cook "some meat" on the BBQ, followed by Smich’s search on the internet for the temperature at which cremation occurs, before they proceed to ignite their macabre torture chamber.
It becomes abundantly clear that Millard and Smich, the rich boy and his accomplice, are a diabolical duo. Laura was evidently not their first victim. As investigators delve deeper, they reopen the case of Millard’s father Wayne, whose death was initially deemed a suicide.
Upon further examination, it becomes evident that Wayne's death couldn't have been self-inflicted. There was no gunshot residue on Wayne’s hands, but his clothes were laden with it. Additionally, traces of the same firearm used in the other murders were found, a weapon recently purchased by Dellen Millard.
With mounting evidence, the authorities have enough to throw the book at Smich and Millard for the murders of Tim Bosma and Laura Babcock. Millard faces yet another life sentence for the death of his father.
While the families of the victims may never find closure, the conviction of these remorseless killers provides some solace. The streets of Canada are undoubtedly safer with Millard and Smich behind bars, serving multiple life sentences for their heinous crimes.
Sources: Serial Killer Dellen Millard
Millionaire Partyboy Goes on WILD Murder Spree

Prepare for a wall of text, but I need to get this out.
My mom is disabled and on oxygen. She can walk around the house but can’t go most places without her oxygen tanks. I’m an able bodied worker (or I was; I’m currently on leave due to a knee injury and am going to physical therapy for six weeks). Now that walking and moving around is easier for me thanks to rehab, it’s back to the way things were, which are as follows:
-She makes the lists, I do the grocery shopping
-She gives me money for two packs of cigarettes every 2-3 days (yes, she still smokes by going outside and taking her oxygen off), I go get the cigarettes
-She gives me money for her medication, I pick up the medication at the pharmacy
-She adds to the laundry, I do the laundry
-She adds plants to the garden, waters them and gives them plant food, but I tend to them when she asks, such as cutting down dead ones and tying up plants that fall over
-She cooks and cleans, I get her things to cook and clean with (grocery and cleaning supply shopping)
Likewise she’ll often have me do things for her so she doesn’t have to get up and out of her chair, even though on oxygen she can walk, move around and do these things. This includes getting her coffee from the kitchen, turning lights on and off, bagging or unbagging things, filling or re-arranging the cabinet pantry (she has problems bending over due to her weight and back problems), grabbing her things from the closet or clothes from her room, putting lotion on her back after she showers, and cleaning up after myself if she doesn’t like how my room looks.
I’m 24, she’s in her late fifties. I’m finishing up college. I have a part-time job, though she insists I work 2 or even 3 part-time jobs to bring in more money. Half of, if not 2/3rds of my paycheck go in an envelope to be saved because she doesn’t trust me with saving money; if I object or put in an amount she doesn’t like, I get a lecture about how irresponsible I am with money. If I have, let’s say, $300 or more dollars in my bank account she complains that I don’t need that kind of money. Daily she reminds me of chores and things I have to get done; bloodwork, getting new glasses, and doing laundry are all things she’s told me to do literally everyday for the past week, as if I’m not already aware. I suspect I have ADHD as completing tasks that don’t interest me is a huge challenge; when I told her my doctor diagnosed me, she said “ugh, you don’t have ADHD; you’re not hyper, you act normal”.
Doors are not to be closed as she will wander in and out of rooms unprompted. This includes her using the toilet while I shower and coming into my room talking to me while I’m changing and half-naked. She comes into my room multiple times while I’m in bed to talk to me about certain things - she’ll point out that my bedside table is a mess, that I need to tidy up the bed, and that the laundry has to get done.
I’m overweight, medically obese even. Trust me, I see this and acknowledge it. Yet multiple times per month she tells me how I’m still young and should lose the weight now before it becomes a problem when I’m older. She tells me to wear makeup more often because I look pretty with it, even though she has been made aware that I am what I consider masculine and questioning my gender. She says I’m a freak for presenting the way I do, and will only ever always call me her daughter and a name I no longer identify with, (but that’s worthy of a whole new post entirely). She calls me a “fat girl” and is not gentle with her words, but is what she considers “honest” about everything she says. She always tells me that because my dad helps and pays for my phone bill and my car insurance that I am “extremely lucky” and deems me ungrateful and spoiled. (I can’t afford to do that right now, but I’m sure I could if I worked more).
I could go on and on. And for everyone that is going to suggest I live with my father, that decision is off the table. He would only be more aggressive regarding chores I haven’t done and would likely call me lazy for being depressed and laying in bed on my days off. He would also want me off my medication, something I need for my mental health to properly function and not want to off myself daily. Last month I threatened to go live with my father; at 2am she called him up crying and sounding defeated, and he only said that I wouldn’t be able to lay around and do nothing all the time, so I backtracked and have decided to stay with her. My finances and her disability income combined are the only reason we can keep our apartment. Once I leave, she has nowhere to go, and I can’t help but feel guilty for that.
My girlfriend and I intend to move in together within the next year and a half or two. Until then I am at the beck and call of my mother, who says she appreciates my help, where I only feel exhausted and taken advantage of. Despite all of this, I still feel like the villain; like I don’t deserve anything I receive. Like I’m a burden. Like I shouldn’t exist. I just don’t know what to make of it.
(I’ve posted regarding this on the entitledparents subreddit and only gotten put on blast for being selfish, ungrateful and “pathetic”, so I’m expecting it to be the same here too. After all, maybe I deserve it).

hi!! looking for someone to be productive with (preferably cute and single para mainspire ako HAHA) either in katip or on campus
abt me: 5’1”, average body type, from eng’g (so super busy might reply late sometimes), interests: movies, dogs, badminton, sushi
abt you: big 4 student or grad, cute din sana (or at least physically attractive to me hahahah), taller than me, can work or study rin while with me
dm me ur pic and intro then let’s see!

hey everyone! i would love some advice or input. some info about me I'm trans female (30s) in a relationship with 2 older people one also trans female (50s) and cis female (40s), how we met was just fate but since they asked me to be their girlfriend i was just so incredibly happy, but it seems to have changed so quickly ... they have been together for years and live together.
in the beginning i would always get really cute sweet texts and there was communication and inclusion but that has seemed to die, i get the most dry one sided text (not meant to be responded to) there no inclusion what so ever and i will dish about my day and feelings and blah blah blah but i get nothing they don't care or talk to me either and also realizing holiday stuff with family i will forever be going alone they aren't out about being poly/pan/trans so there is just no way i would be included in any of that or in my family they are very narrow minded, but realizing this and just how things seem to be going I'm just at such a loss i don't know what to do.
i have been abused in relationships and family etc so i have my issues and stuff but i just want something real I'm clearly open kind of girl. but this is messing with my mental state and making me question so much even about my self and i have worked so hard to get where i am mentally finally being happy and proud of me.
I'm sorry for the big post i would love some incite please! thank you all in advance for anything you can contribute!

This story is based on ALLEGEDLY true events. It is inspired by a line in G-Eazy’s “Maximum”, where he claims her heard supermodel Adriana Lima fart and it was apparently so stinky he had to cover his nose and walk away. The events I describe in the story will be my own interpretation of what could’ve happened during this strange encounter between two celebs
It had been a long recording night in the studio for award winning rapper G-Eazy. The “You Don’t Own Me” musician spent much of his day working on the follow up album to his debut release which catapulted him to stardom. After sleeping overnight at Westlake Recording Studios in WeHo, G-Eazy gets a call from his agent to remind him that he’s scheduled to make a talk show appearance for NBC’s pop culture news staple “Extra”. Totally forgetting about this engagement, a restless G-Eazy pulls himself up from the couch and stumbles out the door as he heads out to the black Escalade awaiting to take him home. Once G-Eazy arrives back to his Los Angeles residence, he showers, changes clothes and takes a few calls from his team so they can go over what will be talked about during his Extra Interview
Later, G-Eazy hops back in the black Escalade which takes him to NBC studios where Extra is currently taping its latest episode. G-Eazy is met at the studio by his agent along with the rest of his team. They are all greeted by the show’s producer who takes them to the main dressing room. It is there where G-Eazy receives his hair and makeup and also gets to watch his crush Adriana Lima sit down with Extra for her own exclusive interview. G-Eazy has always been fond of the Brazilian supermodel and had no idea she was going to be a guest on the show. Not only does G-Eazy find Adriana incredibly attractive, he is aware that she is knewly single thus he immediately comes up with a plan to “shoot his shot”. The greaser-looking rapper figured rather than wait until call time to go out on set and perhaps run into Adriana after his interview, it was perhaps a better idea to leave his dressing room ahead of time and try to catch the Victoria Secret beauty on her way out. For the time being, he sat in his chair, studying Adriana’s body language, keeping his eyes glued to the movement of her mouth as she uttered soft spoken words under her thick, gorgeous accent. He stared her up and down and up and down, analyzing her every move, taking in her presence through the screen. The longer he watched, the more apparent it became, he HAD to have this woman
As the day longs, G-Eazy becomes a bit unsure of his master plan. Hair and makeup has been taking much longer than he had anticipated and Adriana’s interview was beginning to wrap up. He begins eyeing around the room, attempting to come up with a quick getaway as he fidgets in his seat. Finally, the words spill out and he tells the styling people that he has to go to the bathroom. Without even waiting for a response, G-Eazy jumps out of his chair and fast walks out of the door. Completely unsure of where Adriana would even be coming from once her interview had concluded, he runs around the lot in hopes of running into a 5’11, brown skinned model in long, white silk dress good enough to be worn at an overseas film festival. After aimlessly wandering around the lot, G-Eazy finds himself approaching the entrance to the soundstage where the interviews are conducted. He spots two of the hosts sitting as they get their makeup retouched. He then looks to his left…and there she is. Adriana is standing with a few other important looking folks, smiling and giggling in what seems to be a conversation being had between everyone. G-Eazy walks back toward the hall, only to stop halfway, he decides to stay there and “look busy” as he waits for Adriana to approach the walkway.
Sure enough, the Brazilian stunner begins making her way toward the entrance and she starts walking up the hall. She is joined by two other people, perhaps her agent and assistant. G-East looks up from his phone and commences his long awaited plan. He walks up and blocks Adriana from brushing past him. It’s then that he politely asks for a pic with the model and he is genuinely surprised when she recognizes the “No Limit” rapper and tells him how big of a fan she is. The pair go off to the side and take a few pics. Now for the good part. G-Eazy turns on the and sends a few flirtatious comments Adriana’s way to which she is obviously flattered and even blushes quite noticeably. As G-Eazy begins to put another move on the supermodel, he hears an odd sound. FFFFFRRRRR He initially suspects he just received a text as he whips out his phone yet there’s no new notifications that pop up on his screen. He looks around as he continues talking but his sentence is cut off when he gets a whiff of the foulest odor. G-Easy stops and looks up at Adriana who’s standing a mere two-three feet away from him. She looks off to the side as she plays with her hair. She says something but between her accent and the nasty stench floating in the air, G-Eazy has no comprehension of what she even uttered. The space between the two stars grows pungent, it’s as if a giant piece of dog turd fell from the sky and landed right between their feet. At that moment, all G-Eazy can say is that it was nice meeting the stunning Amazon and he awkwardly walks away, hearing Adriana’s faint “it was nice to meet you as well” only as he turns his back and covers his nose with his shirt. Somehow the stench is potent enough to start following him so he begins speed walking back to his dressing room

UPDATE TO THE SITUATION
So after reading all advice left in the comments of the last post we first made sure we had screenshots of the texts to say we couldn’t go on break together, i’ve messaged my manager who’s said that she personally doesn’t care who i go on break with as long as we don’t stop working to plan our break’s which we never did so she said that was okay. My girlfriend’s decided she’s going to talk to her manager in person as she’s been told she’s getting a let’s talk so she’ll bring it up then on her next shift and try and get a reason from her manager.
Just to clear up some more context from people’s assumptions: We have been caught talking on shop floor before which was handled and we have since stopped (during this the manager’s encouraged talking on breaks) We don’t do anything unprofessional in the car, just have the radio/ac on, eat food and talk Manger’s have said they don’t have an issue with going in the car on break as long as we’re back on time which we are Basically all manager’s at my store use the CCTV and monitor breaks and ppl standing around doing nothing and that sort’ve stuff.
Thank you for all the nice comments and useful help :)

Hey 👋 Kings fan coming in peace, and no, I don’t mean THAT King elsewhere in the state 👑 lol. I just wanted to ask, are we sure Anthony ‘The Ant-Man’ Edwards (sick nickname ngl lol) isn’t retarded?
I’m not trying to be a hater, homie has mad basketball skills 💯, but I’ve just listened to him speak and seen how he writes and I have some questions. Most of these questions are just different iterations of, “Is this guy fucking stupid?” and follow-ups like, “No really is he actually mentally retarded and is it mean to make fun of him?”
When I watched him in Hustle, no disrespect btw ❤️ but it seemed like every word he was made to say was another challenge for him. I don’t remember if he slurred any of his words in his really basic script that any normal person could deliver with ease but you could tell he needed some helper buddies, I felt kinda bad. No disrespect. Or his text exchange with his pregnant girlfriend where he wanted her to munch on abortion pills, I’m not sure there was a single period or comma, and he seemed incapable of spelling basic words like “The.” I googled it and apparently the blacks call it “ebonics” but I think “e” is butchering our language and that “e” should learn to spell so his kid might too, idk. He’s a great player 🏀. Want to know what you guys think. Stay awesome guys💯

Hi,
I'm sort of going though a lot and would love for all to be kind. Thank you.
So, It's been about 3 months things are going this way. He moved to a new place i.e., his brother's friend's house where he lives with about 8 other guys. He hasn't told this brother about us because he is very conservative/orthodox. Even my boyfriend is similar in that context which I love and hate both. He has told his family though - Mom, Dad, Sister and brother in law. So I wasn't really concerned about this cousin brother but somehow he respects this brother more than anyone else. He can do anything for the brother and I don't have a problem with that, Infact, I appreciate it in him.
Now the thing is, at first he was able to talk.
He would talk to a limit though. Then, even after his brother went back to his country, he didn't talk much. Slowly, it changed to when he would get a chance to. Multiple fights later, it has settled on - when he thinks I should hear from him + one update in either pic/text/video. So, he used to talk at every chance he got and now he doesn't do that ever. I blame myself because I did sort of push him away with my constant "You don't talk to me" arguments.
This all has been feeling more like a formality to me now. If I'm sick.. he is not concerned. He is not concerned where I am. He is not concerned who I am with..How my day was.. It's all gone. All I get from him is - some updates (as I said the "formalities") and one or two calls with him telling me where he is.
From about a month, I'd tell him I don't wanna be in this relationship. He'd change for like 2 days then everything goes back. But he has been really very busy in his work.
The latest one was that ' my brother's best friend is suspicious that I have a girlfriend so I can't talk for few days.. don't even text me because I cannot let my brother know. I have an image in front of him that I don't talk to girls '. Which is true. He has been a shy guy. He has never talked to girls. I am his first. He never even looks at girls. He is loyal and truthful to me. I know that when he updates me he is with his friends.. he is with his friends. I have tried and tested all that..
Just this lack of conversation due to one or the other reason has sort of put me off.. his unavailability.. him not being curious about my life, his not being concerned about anything about me, his manner of talking is making me feel that maybe he doesn't love me anymore.
And I am honestly stuck. We had out anniversary recently, for which he was not excited at all about. I know he was busy collecting/earning rent but I would have appreciated a 'happy anniversary' text. We fought on our anniversary. Now it almost feels like... he is not concerned if I get angry/upset. He does his thing, doesn't let me go and honestly, I don't wanna let go either... I want him back but I know I have tried a lot. I have communicated this to him, argued with him and what not.
Now I am more concerned because the brother is coming back in 10 days. And I feel stuck, I know the little conversation we have is going to stop.
Also, I feel it's enough. I've been the one understanding his busy schedule, him being with the guys, his waking up late after I've slept already and not being able to talk, him being busy during his nights (my mornings). For context I'm in India and he is in Canada.
I don't feel like talking to him because I know it won't last even a minute before he says he has to go. I am not excited about his texts. I don't feel I love him while I know I do. I am so confused.
I am not sure if I should break up or not.
I am.. just not feeling anything. Just leave anything. A suggestion, an advice, an experience you had..Anything to tell me that this might be normal. If not, just tell me if I am okay breaking up.
Just be kind, please.

So I’ve been seeing this guy and a few sketchy things have gone down. He disappeared for a few days for like 14 hours and chalked it up to he was running around. Also I found a picture of him in a public bathroom room and he lied and said the pic was for me. He never sent it to me. I also found a post on a cruising app that was his exact way of texting. Also he always deletes his history. Idk I just feel like I’m getting played in a 34m and he’s a 41m I really do love him and want it to work but I feel like I’m going crazy. I also am convinced he has herpes and he denies it. I don’t even care I still would stay with and love him if he could just tell me the truth. I want to trust him but he’s just so sketchy how do I fix this or get him to just be honest with me. I’m pretty sure he wants me to just be with him and he can be with whoever he wants. Idk I need help I feel like I’m losing my mind 😞