Hi, so Ive been seeing a guy for a month now. We went on three dates already but before he got busy with work (he's a chef so he changed to a busier place), we would always talk on facetime. He works from 9am to midnight, has only one day off per week which he doesnt even know when because it is subjected to change. We text everyday but its only the morning and goodnight texts, cant even talk about my day because he is always tired and would reply the next day instead. Ive never been in a real relationship before so this is me trying to open up and finally date. He seems not interested at all when we text but we talk alot when we're together. I would say I feel really comfortable with him like there's a sense of peace? I'm the type of person that needs attention and lovess to share my stories but this is the first time ive met someone that I dont talk alot everyday with. I loveeee it when we're together and I see his efforts then, but when we dont meet its like Im the only one trying. Oh and we always talk about going on dates but there are no plans at all about when and what to do. I am working too but on normal working hours. Am I overthinking or is it normal. Do I just have to be understanding of his work or am I just wasting my time hoping? I heard guys would show their efforts and excitement more during the early stages of knowing each other but why dont I feel anything? Except for the comfortness when we meet.

Hi, I have met this person and known him for over a week so not a while… but the couple days we have known each other feels great And i developed feelings even thought it not been a while. But I fuck it up I send him a message saying that I know he doesn’t like me as I do and wish him the best because my insecurities spoke louder… And I felt so bad after it , he reply it not like that and he was working so he said work makes it hard to communicate, then I apologized and then we just said goodnight I thought to apologize again for he doesn’t feel any pressure and misunderstood since it not been a while and it not him but my insecurities but I don’t know if it even necessary and I don’t know how you guys will feel if you ever got a message like that…

I (18M) have been meeting this girl (20F) For two weeks. It all started with a common friend telling me to approach her. Things went well, it only took a few days for us to go out on a date and surprisingly we have a LOT of common interests, we kissed and once she was home she sent me a text telling me she's super interested in me. Two days later i asked her out on a second date (Which we had already planned.) Again, things went well, this time we made out, we both said "I like you" and when i asked her what she wanted us to become, she answered with the same question, to which i replied that i'm looking for a relationship. She didn't hesitate to say yes, however it was i who said we needed to get to know each other a lil' bit more. Again, once i got home i received a text from her telling me how much fun she had, thanking me for building legos with her (We visited a lego shop) and telling me she forgot to give me smth, but that she will give it to me when we meet again. I thanked her for her time and apologized for what happened (We were planning to go to an aquarium, however it was too crowded.) To then send her another text telling we could go some other time during the week. At last, she accepted, saying she'd check out the aquarium's website and try to ask for her manager (Our common friend) to give her a day off. Wishing me goodnight and sweet dreams that was her last text since saturday night.
On Monday morning i visited the stand where she works. I knew she wasn't gon be there as she only serves the morning shift on Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Sundays. Anyways, the reason i was there is to ask our common friend (And seemingly cupid) if she told him smth about our date. He said "nothing important", other than her posting romantic stuff on her close friends stories. He said i'm doing good so far, but that i must keep momentum.
Now, we haven't texted since saturday night(Her sending the last text), she told me disinterest it's an absolute "no-go" for her. I really don't wanna make her feel like i don't wanna talk to her. This common friend of ours, told me to not care if disinterest it's a turn off for her, as me, visiting/texting her not so often will make her desperate for me. I really do wanna visit her tomorrow, maybe ask her out on a 3rd date? but again, our friend told me to wait till Thursday and not ask her out until next week.

Hey everyone! I back again with some more funny shenanigans with our good pals Lerson and Silversmith. Thank you all for the great feedback for the last chapter, it really made my day. I'm excited to hear what you all think about this next one. Hope you all enjoy!
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Memory Transcription Subject: Lerson, Undercover Farsul Date [standardized human time]: October 24, 2136
How did I get here? Just yesterday I was running for my life through the forest on this backwater planet and now I am sitting in the back of a vehicle with a predator, who thinks that I am some kind of hunting beast. Well… what do I do now?
The first part of my plan went off without a hitch. The simple minded predators had not realized I was not one of their slave beasts, so they released me from their holding pens. However, I am now trapped in a car right alongside my new predatory master.
Maybe I could try to take it down. It doesn’t seem particularly dexterous at least compared to the other predators I have seen. It is not looking at me now, so I would have the upper hand, but it is nearly twice my size. I will probably have to hold out for a little bit longer before I make my move.
I am suddenly pulled from my thoughts when the predator in the front seat begins to growl, “Car, can you bring me to the pet store, please?”
‘Pet Store,’ what is that? My translator says that it is a place for the sale of animals. Is it going to sell me already? Maybe I am just being sent to my new prison. My heart races as I watch the vehicle begin to slow down and come to a stop in front of the building. The elderly predator gets out of the vehicle and walks around to the door next to me. Oh no! This isn’t part of the plan. I thought I was finally out of that place, but now I am just about to get locked up again. The door opens.
“Okay bud, we’re gonna get you some things,” it said. Huh. I am not getting sold? The predator grabbed the end of the rope around my neck and beckoned me out of the vehicle. I chose to oblige and we slowly made our way towards the nearby building.
It was a small structure that looked like it was in disrepair. It makes sense that the predators would not upkeep their buildings all they care about is killing and eating. I was surprised to find that they even have buildings to begin with.
The old one pushed the door open, which produced a soft jingle as we walked in. First thing I noticed was the intense smell. It was almost overwhelming with how many different scents there were. Looking around the aisles of the shop were very narrow and the shelves were packed with different items. “Um, so the lady at the shelter suggested that I get food, bowls, a bed, and… I don’t really remember what else. That’s probably fine to begin with, we can always come back later.”
We walked down one of the narrow aisles, which had dozens of bags of ‘kibble.’ My translator says it is “ground meal shaped into pellets, especially for pet food.” That does not sound very appetizing. The predator stops and starts looking through the different options. I also start to look around. The bag nearest to me has an ingredients list. Luckily I opted for the built in visual translator. Scanning the ingredients it contains mostly different grains and other fillers, which is surprising from predator food, but it also lists ‘animal byproducts’ which sounds horrifying. I guess whatever the Terrans do not end up eating gets tossed to the lesser predators.
“Let’s get this one. It says it’s for ‘senior’ dogs. Ha! That’s something we’ve go in common”
Really?! Do I look that old to everyone? By the Tenants, maybe I need to dye my fur after I get out of this mess. We continued going around the store picking up items until we got to the counter near the front.
Speaking to the predator behind the counter my ‘master’ says, “Good afternoon Bobby. How’s everything going?”
The young predator behind the counter responds, “Not too great, Mr. Silversmith.”
“Oh. I spose that was a bad question to ask, sorry.”
“It's okay sir, there is just a lot going on. I’m glad that my parents and I are all fine, being out here in the country, but my brother works in the city and we still don’t know if he’s alright.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. I hope for the best.”
“Thank you. Now what can I do for you?”
“Oh I’m just buying some supplies for old Buddy over here,” he gestures down to me.
The clerk looks over the counter towards me, “Uh… Mr. Silversmith…” The old predator cuts him off, “I know he aint the best lookin’, but can’t say much about myself either, so I don’t need to hear it.”
“Sure… Well… let me ring that all up for you then.”
Spekh! That one has to know, right? Perhaps these predators are not as dense as I thought and the one I got is just really stupid. Well at least that helps my plan, but I will still have to be careful around other Terrans.
The old one finishes paying and we head back down to the vehicle and it drives off. After about [~34 minutes] we reach what I think is the elderly predator's den.
It is at the end of a very long dirt roadway, tucked among the trees, that I see the structure. Just like the pet shop it is a small building made out of simple materials like wood and stone. I suppose the predators really are as primitive as I thought.
The vehicle comes to a halt next to the building and the old one steps out. After he opens my door, I step out of the vehicle as well. I follow him to the entrance of the den, which is a simple wooden door painted bright red. And if I remember correctly that is the color of blood on this planet. So savage!
Upon entering, the interior looks very similar to the outside with wood adorning the walls and floors. Though I was surprised how similar the layout was to the living quarters back at the guild. The room at the entrance looked to be some kind of lounging room with a small couch and rug in the center of the room facing a screen mounted on the opposite wall. To the left of the door was what I could only assume was a kitchen with storage cabinets covering the walls.
The elderly predator returned to the car to retrieve the items it purchased at the ‘pet shop,’ which makes this the best time to do some sleuthing. I made my way past the lounge room into the depths of the den. Past the entrance room was a hallway leading further back. It was adorned with photographs filled with predatory snarls. I did my best to ignore them and worked my way further down the hall.
Up ahead there was a door and upon opening it I found a room which, by the smell of it, must be a lavatory. That really reminded me that I had to go to the bathroom. My cell did not even have a waste pit. I made my way quickly into the room and relieved myself with haste. Once I finished I thought about flushing the ‘evidence,’ but that’s when I heard the front door open again, so I was forced to hurry out of the room.
“Hey Bud! Where did you go?” it growled from the other room. I made my way back to the entrance as quickly as I could manage on all fours. “There you are. So do you like the place?” the predator asked. I did not respond and just looked towards it. “Ha ha, great!” it growled. I did not say anything?
“So I got your food and water bowls over here. Let me go fill them up. You’ve gotta be hungry.”
It walked over to the kitchen with the bowls in hand and filled one with water from the sink. The other bowl, the predator filled with the ‘kibble’ from earlier. Then it placed them both on the floor. It looks like the food situation might not be any better than my previous arrangement at the holding pen.
“Well, I spose I should eat dinner as well.”
It opened the large metal cabinet and began looking through it. I snuck a little closer to get a better look. When I approached I could feel the chill coming off of it, so I could assume that it was some kind of refrigerators unit. Must not be that primitive I suppose. After a bit of scrounging around the refrigerator, the elderly one pulled out a clear plastic container. It was green on the inside. Is it really going to eat rotten flesh!? I guess that is expected of a predator.
As it opened the container I braced my nose for the putrid smell of rotten flesh, but it never came. I watched as the predator poured out leafy greens into a bowl. Huh, a predator is eating plants?
Wait, I do remember that during the Terran’s deceptive talk at Aafa, they had said they were [all-eaters]. I guess that must be true. Watching it eat the greens is making me even hungrier than I was before.
I watched as the elderly predator finished its salad. It brought the bowl and utensils to the sink to begin washing them. I waited in the corner of the kitchen for him to finish and leave. My stomach was killing me and I could only think of the amazing taste of a crisp salad. Finally the predator finished his task and turned away from the sink. It looked towards me and then at the bowls on the floor. “Aren’t you hungry boy? You haven’t touched your food at all… I hope you’re alright. Maybe I need to take you to the vet tomorrow?”
Vet? My translator says that that means ‘animal doctor.’ Even though the average human is pretty oblivious, a doctor will be sure to realize that I’m not really a ‘dog.’ I can not let this Terran take me there. I know what I have to do, but I do not like it. I steel myself as I walk over to the bowl and stare down at its contents. Am I really going to do this? You have to! So, I lower my head and bite down on a mouthful of ‘kibble.’
It… is not that bad? I honestly expected worse.
I suppress the thoughts of the ‘animal byproducts’ in it and swallow. Immediately I wash out my mouth with the water in the second bowl. Then I turn to look at the human who is now snarling at me. I freeze. Did I do something wrong? Did it figure me out?!
“There you go. Ha ha. I was worried for a second there.”
What? Is it happy that I ate? Then why is it snarling at me? Maybe maybe that means that it is happy? These predators are so weird. At least it seems like I have avoided detection once again. Nailed it!
The old predator, having been satisfied, let out a yawn revealing all its sharp teeth… well… most of them were surprisingly quite dull. “Okay bud it's getting late, so I think it's time for me to turn in, but let me get you your bed first,” it said. Reaching into the biggest bag from the pet shop the elderly predator pulled out a round fluffy bowl. It looks similar to beds I saw when working on the Iftali and Sulean homeworld, though this one is a lot smaller. It placed the bed down in the living room next to the couch.
It paused, “Oh wait. I should probably take you outside before turning in for the night. Don’t want a mess in the morning, come on.”
I follow the predator as instructed, wondering what it wants me to do now. It leads me out a side door into a grassy area. “Okay… do your business,” it said.
What? Does it want me to do something? I just look around seeing if there's anything to give me any clues.
“I guess that didn’t work. Go potty.”
What?! Is it commanding me to defecate?! Outside! I guess he does think I am an animal. But there is no way I am doing that especially with it watching me. Why is it watching? Is it some kind of pervert? Grr, Screw the plan!
“Okay… uh… I guess come back in when you’re done,” it says as it turns to walk back to the house.
Thank the Tenants! I wait [a few minutes] and then slip back into the predator’s den. On my return it spots me, “Oh good you’re back!”
It walked over to the side door and locked it. Then the predator shuffled to wall switches and turned off most of the lights. Thankfully it left a singular lamp turned on. It is already bad enough that I am stuck in a predator's den, but being in the dark with a predator would be too much even for me.
“Okay goodnight bud, see you in the morning,” said the old one. Then right as it entered the hall it stopped and looked down at a nearby table, “Good night Ella. Good night Ben. Good night Martha.” Then it walked out of sight.
Who was he talking to? Are there other predators here? I don’t smell anyone else and I think I would have heard them earlier. Spekh! Did I get a crazy one?
Okay craziness aside, I need to eat some real food. I finally stood upright. Ah my back! It was already getting bad enough when I was back home. Hopefully I can get used to this because walking on all fours is killing me right now.
I walk over to the refrigeration unit and slowly open the doors trying to stay quiet. Looking around the inside I am surprised to find so many vegetables. However, I did spot a slab of flesh towards the back, which I did my best to ignore.
Now, I can not just eat anything, it might notice if food is missing. Scrounging around for a [minute] my eyes eventually find a plant in one of the lower drawers. It looks like a big bundle of large leaves. I take it out and pry off one of the ones on the outside. It comes off relatively easily with a crunch. Hopefully this is edible. I bring the leaf to my mouth and bite down. It makes a very satisfying crunch as a do. There really is no distinct taste, but I am so hungry that I don’t even care if it is bland.
I scarfed down the rest of the leaf quickly and then grabbed another and then another. Before I knew it, the bundle was only a third of the original size. So much for being sneaky. Finally satisfied, I returned what remained of the bundle to its proper place and closed the refrigerator doors.
After finishing my raid on the refrigerators, I thought about what the old predator had said earlier. I walked over to the table near the entrance to the hallway. There must be something interesting here. However, there was nothing but a handful of photographs. Looking at them in the dim light I was able to make out the wide snarls that adorned the faces in the photo. I guess It makes more sense now since the snarl is a ‘happy’ expression. It is still very strange to me.
The photo closest to the front had the old predator standing next to a much younger predator, which appeared to be wearing Terran military pelts. Strangely, the young one has very bright orange hair on the top of its head.
Next to that one there was a similar photo, but the old predator looked slightly younger. The other Terran in the photo looked similar to the first. They did share the same bright orange hair, but the enlarged mammaries indicated that this one was a female.
I then spotted another picture including the same female, but this time she was next to a different predator and she was holding a Terran pup, which had the same orange hair. Perhaps the female was the mother of the other one. Most of the other photos appeared to be different combinations of the same four predators: the old one, his offspring, his offspring’s mate, and then their pup.
I moved over to the other side to see if I could find anything more useful. There was a photo that stood out to me. It pictured the old one, but he looked significantly younger even more than the other photos. Standing next to him was a female, which had the same orange hair as the others. Who was this? I had not seen it in any of the other pictures.
I searched around to see if I could find any more with this female in it. Towards the back I saw two pictures next to each other. The one on the left had the female again with the old predator. Laying in a bed she was cradling a newborn pup in her arms. However, the photo on the right was the old one with the pup in its arms. The pup appeared to be a year or two older in this one, but where was the mother? Looking at the older predator I saw the look in his eyes. I know that look. Cerci…
No! They are predators! They are not like us! You know they can not think like us! It's not the same!
Grr, you are tired… just… just go rest. I walk over to the bed. I curl up and try to let sleep take me. __________
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So much for being comedic and lighthearted. I promise that the rest of it won't be so depressing, but I wanted to add a little more substance to some of the characters. Thanks again for reading! Feel free to leave any feedback or suggestions, I really appreciate it.

I'm hoping on some level this will allow me to clear my mind enough to finish my finals and allow me to move on from past regrets. This is a throwaway account as I really don't want this following me more than it has.
I was 19, I'm 20 now, at a small college in America with a mainly athlete population. I'm far from an athlete but I go to the gym a lot. Being such a small school, there's really only one place to party and that place really sucks. I went there most weekends out of some sense of obligation I can't quite place my finger on.
I was talking with this girl and I had thought everything was going well, though to be fair I was pretty cross faded (high and drunk) at this point. We were just talking and getting to know each other but her friends would occasionally pull her away, I didn't think much of this and didn't make any attempt to follow or reengage until she came back to speak with me. This happened several times throughout the course of the night, we were dancing and having fun between these points. She had mentioned that she was sobering up and wanted more to drink so I offered her some beers I had back in my dorm. She agreed and as the party began to change location I made the decision to tell her to stay with her friends so she doesn't get lost and I'll just bring the beers to her.
We meet up at the new location later that night and we sit on the couch and chat some more before going back to my room. This part here, is one of those things that made me reconsider drinking as a whole. I've done it maybe once or twice since because of this experience. She had mentioned that she had a boyfriend and I didn't process what that meant at all. We get back to my dorm and we're hanging out and drinking more just talking, she spills the drink on her face and in my deeply drunk and dumb brain I have one thought...
Protect the carpet
So I quickly grab a paper tower and start wiping off her face and making sure none of it gets on the rug. Then we started talking about the ring her boyfriend got her, at this point in the night I remembered what a boyfriend was so I had stopped all light flirting and was just enjoying getting to know her, but I was playing with her fidget ring. I then realized that I had had my hand in her lap that whole time, I remember recoiling a little bit and asking if she was comfortable. She said no so I immediately moved my chair a bit further away from her and told her that I wouldn't be offended or anything if she left but I'd enjoy just sitting around and talking more. For context, even before this moment I was always careful to never be between her and the door because it's important for me that guests never feel trapped or anything like that.
We talk for 20 more minutes and then say goodnight and part ways.
I wake up in the morning with a feeling of deep regret, knowing that it was kinda weird. I send her a snap apologizing and mentioning that she left some stuff in my room and asking when she can pick it up. I was left on delivered. The whole situation was mentioned to a friend of mine who chalked it up to me being a bit awkward and also drunk. What bothered me mainly was that I had made someone feel uncomfortable, the thought really upset me and I wished desperately there was a way to make it up to her but I figured giving her as much space as possible was the best solution. Additionally, people were saying I was sober and she was drunk. As far as I could tell we were similar levels of drunk, I'm on meds I really shouldn't drink on and she had a lower body weight than me. It was later explained to me that close friends would be more likely than strangers to tell if someone is drunk or not and unfortunately that goes both ways. She was either drunker than I thought because I didn't know her or they thought I was sober because they didn't know me. Either way, neither of us were stumbling or slurring our words at all.
Flash forward to April and I'm talking about it with a friend of mine, she was the one who really said it all back to me in a way that made me realize how awful that looks. I'm not proud of this but I just started shaking, in near tears, at the thought that I made someone feel as though they were in danger. I more or less shut down for a week. It was around this time that I figured out that people around campus felt as though I was being a creep. I'm sure it goes beyond that isolated incident, it almost has to but I've never purposely done anything to harm anyone. Whenever someone wants a conversation to end I drop it, if I sense someone is uncomfortable I drop it, I don't touch people who don't want to be touched and typically go to great lengths to avoid accidentally touching people.
I ended up going to one more party at the end of the semester where some guy called me a creep while I was checking in on my friend. Honestly I'm emotionally done at this point, I wanna transfer and I don't wanna be here anymore. This schools culture is bizarre to me because I witnessed an athlete get outed as a pedophile and a nazi, the team covered it up for him. But I make a couple mistakes and instead of reaching out to me to figure out what's wrong people just assume I'm a creep? Which honestly I get, if you think someone's creepy you're not gonna sit there and ask them why, you're just not gonna interact.
I've gone on a spree of asking a lot of the trusted women in my life about what happened, explaining in detail the full story as I've laid it out here. The reactions are mixed, one person said it looks terrible but they know I'm not a bad person and didn't have bad intents. Another said that it was just people deflecting from their own poor behavior (that's a total cop out on their end and I don't agree), more ended up saying that's a pretty common mistake for guys to make and it's just a lesson you have to learn.
To be clear, I have nothing but sympathy for that girl. I do not agree with her presumed perspective on the event but I have nothing but empathy for how it seems like she must've felt. I never want to bring out those feelings in anyone, everyone deserves to feel safe and never feel like they've been taken advantage of. It's even in thinking hard about this that I realized someone had done to me what I was being accused of trying to do, get someone drunker than they should be to have sex with them.
I just want to be able to move forward, to fully forgive myself for what happened and allow this to be a lesson moving forward on social cues and the like. I think I partially just wanted to get this off my chest but mostly I want to know how other people feel about it. If there's details you think are missing I can add those if they exist.
This whole process has also began me looking into an autism diagnosis, the fact that I could not even conceive of the depths of the issue until it was laid out for me and then I proceeded to shake for 8 hours straight thinking I was gonna die is not a sustainable habit and I need to find skills to navigate the world and the people in it with more tact.

Hello community—
My partner and I have an unhealthy dynamic, and I want to try to salvage the relationship and grow personally.
He’s avoidant, I’m anxiously attached. It doesn’t help that I moved to his country to be with him and am significantly more isolated/dependent because of this, making the anxious attachment even more concerning.
We have a very unhealthy dynamic where a tiny thing will spark a larger fight where our styles of conflict resolution make the situation worse. For example, the other night I wanted him to come say goodnight to me—I had a big interview success for work, he was going to stay up later for work, and I wanted a moment of connection. He felt really inconvenienced by this and eventually came to see me, but started complaining about how this was inconvenient… I started to feel bad and apologize, but also started to cry: it was a really big day for me and I worked/interviewed from 8am-8pm, and was disappointed he felt inconvenienced by sharing a goodnight moment together.
He started to get more mad and defensive, which then made me cry… which really initiated the classic pattern we go through. Me crying makes him so mad. He calls me an animal, disgusting, embarrassing, a child… and this makes me cry more. I’m apologizing and crying, he’s telling me to act like an adult… i want us to connect and resolve, whereas he wants space + my desire for closeness makes him more mad. We sleep uncomfortably. I go to work in the morning and come home with a little kit of chocolate, fruit, just things he likes… and he won’t even look/talk to me when I get home even though it’s the next day and 8 hours have passed since I left for work.
I start crying and asking him to stop being mad, he goes on about how I’m emotionally immature, to give him space and that he doesn’t want to see me.
I feel ashamed of the dynamic, of how I cry and beg and my behavior. I want to respect his need for space but also feel like 12-48h of fighting is excessive and cruel. Please also consider the added stress of moving to his country where I don’t know anyone else and don’t speak the language fluently. He also speaks that language (Spanish) when he’s mad and it’s so hurtful because I struggle with the language and am always begging him to help me, but he only speaks it when he’s mad and I can’t understand.
What can I do? How can we both have our needs met? Can we rebuild respect for each other?
Thank you

Welcome back to my running series of WWF PPV Reviews from a ‘blind’ perspective (I have no idea what’s going to happen; the results, the feuds or how good any of the matches will be). I have always heard stories of the attitude era and golden age but never watched it myself so I set myself to watching every single PPV event chronologically. I am also watching Wrestling Bios ‘reliving the war’ series to keep me updated inbetween the events with the feuds, and to get excited about upcoming matches.
Before I review the matches, based on the past few episodes of raw and last PPVs I’ll let you know, going into the event, which match I’m most excited for and which feud I’m most excited to see.
Is it even a question? Even though I haven’t watched wwf during this era I’ve heard stories of how fantastic Austin vs Bret hart at WM13 is, feud and match wise this is my most hyped match of the night.
WWF Wrestlemania 13 1997 Review
Four way Tag Team Elimination Match 1.75/5
Rocky Maivia vs Sultan 1.75/5
HHH vs Goldust 2.5/5
Vader & Mankind vs Owen Hart & Bulldog 2.5/5
Stone Cold vs Bret Hart 6/5
Nation of Domination vs LOD & Johnson 3/5
Undertaker vs Sycho sid 1.5/5
In the opener of the match I thought it was just an 8 man slug fest will pinfalls to eliminate each person as they all just start beating the sh*t out of each other but then they go back to the usual tag team corners, a little disappointing but let’s see what this match has got.
The godwins are growing on me… just a bit, not very much but a bit; spitting on people, dancin around like mad men they’re an okay watch from time to time I won’t lie. What happened to lafon and furnas in this match though? Did they just disappear? It felt like a blink and you’ll miss it I swear they didn’t even get in the match but maybe I’m crazy. In terms of an opener with tag teams this was an okay match it wasn’t anything special but it did its job. The headbangers did some cool aerial moves, trying to prove themselves was good to see but not too much to say. It was a little messy with teams literally eliminating themselves, but nothing botched.
It feels like there’s been next to no build up to this sultan rocky match, it was just thrown together as, in terms of main attractions, the wwf was still pretty thin.
The match gets going and rocky is firing on all four cylinders tonight, he’s improved extremely quickly from his first match, show boating, over hyping the smallest of moves he’s getting exciting to watch. The same however can’t really be said about sultan, as soon as he gets control the match really slows down and gets pretty boring (holding a chin lock for all eternity). Rock gets back in control and here we go, he’s really feeling it tonight and his moves are looking really clean, especially his punch exchanges. This match wasn’t really anything too special but it’s great to see Rocky starting to warm up in the WWF. Sultan and sheik assault Rocky after the match and oh my god the splash from the top rope looked so painful for Rocky 💀. Then Rocky’s dad comes out to help and we get a great crowed pop after rock and his dad both slam the iron sheik, this was actually a really cool moment; father and son in the ring. The crowd still isn’t behind Rocky all that much yet still, which is kinda surprising as his wrestling is good to watch but I suppose his character itself is a little bland.
Chyna and HHH come to the ring and the camera pans to a couple of fans signs “HHH + CHYNA WHO HAS THE WILLY” which were f***ing hilarious, the public is always on point. It’s also insane how massive Chyna is here, she actually looks bigger than triple H. You would not wanna walk past her down a dark alley.
Goldust and HHH actually had a really good match, everything they did looked really clean, it was fast paced, good wrestling shown and an okay feud to fuel the fire between them. This is the best I’ve seen Goldust in a while and HHH is really building his repertoire of moves up; They had some great chemistry as well and the crowd starts getting into the match towards the end, a stark contrast to previous events where it would almost be silence until the main event. The match ends with marlena being shoved into Chyna and being literally tossed around like a rag doll I’m surprised her head didn’t come off, triple H hits a pedigree and it’s 1 2 3 goodnight Goldust. There wasn’t anything crazy but I enjoyed watching this match, well paced, good physical moments including Goldust going face first from the top rope into the side of the ring which looked really good.
Mankind and Vader REALLY work as a concept for a team in the WWF during this era for me, very intimidating but also two great entertaining wrestlers. Mix them with Owen hart and bulldog and you’ve got a great match on your hands… right? Well turns out maybe not. The two teams didn’t particularly click well as they were both heel teams with no baby face. This being said they still put on a good show (my god bulldog is incredibly strong to hold mankind up like he did and then do the same to Vader!?) but it wasn’t anywhere near as good as it should’ve been on paper. That finish as well? Why… I don’t know why they’d book that finish in a wrestlemania event, a double count out? 😴. I still think it had its good moments and I did enjoy watching it but like I say it wasn’t nearly as good as it should’ve been.
Now… I’ve heard so much about this match with stone cold and Bret hart at WM13, so I did have high expectations going in, and with a fantastic build up, an iconic series of promos from either side I was hyped I was ready willing and able to sit back and enjoy whatever I was about to see.
I gotta say it exceeded every single expectation I had. The crowd from the first punch to the end submission was absolutely electric, they ate up every single second of this match and I can’t blame them it was awesome!!! This is now in my top 5 matches of all time, maybe even top 3, it had everything I could’ve asked for. No interference from anyone else no weird ending no stupid sh*t going on just two legends having a full on war at the biggest wrestling event of the year. I also love how Austin never tapped and literally passed out from the pain which was a really good booking choice to keep his character still looking really strong. We had blood we had chairs we had ring bells and fighting in the crowd I’m gushing about this match. It was perfectly paced as well even when it ‘slowed down’ it was entertaining. Some iconic images of stone cold in the shooting star press, face covered in blood. Absolutely flawless match and the best match I’ve seen so far in this era. The crowd ends up backing Steve Austin for his efforts and because Bret decided to continue the assault after the bell, finally hearing that deafening ‘Austin’ chant throughout the stadium was really cool. I can’t say enough, if you haven’t seen this match go and watch it right this second you’re in for a massive treat. And this match gets its own 6/5 rating which I think I’ll introduce for matches that are all time legendary matches, in my opinion, and they aren’t gunna come out often but I have to, the whole thing was simply in its own league. WOWOW!
I’m just finding it hard to put into words how entertaining this was I was glued to the screen. A brutal submission when Bret Hart is pulling Steve’s leg off almost outside the ring and Steve is in the ring had me wincing. Also Austin’s selling, and his hype between shots shouting at Bret and giving him the double trouble with his hands it’s all just so iconic, this match must truly have cemented Austin as a main eventer going forward.
This whole match just screamed Attitude era style match and I seriously believe this must have been extremely influential on the wwf going into the coming years. Having seen Austin’s matches in the future I have to say this has got to be one of if not his best technical wrestling match of all time, I can see both wrestlers being even bigger stars after this match it was that good. Top 3 all time favourite matches, wow, well done to both of them for this. Experiencing this for the first time was magical I can’t imagine watching it live or being there, I’m very jealous. It’s currently a Monday evening and I was shouting and on my feet and as I write this I’m pacing back and forth with glee. I’m gunna have to take a break before the next match 😂.
It’s a shame that hart vs Austin wasn’t the main event because there’s absolutely no way anyone could upstage up to the match we’ve just seen, but I’ll try to go into the next couple of matches not comparing it to the previous one.
The LOD vs NOD match was absolute chaos I was literally laughing because it was so fun to watch, I had no clue what was going on there was so much to look at and once again this was another attitude era style match. It was pretty entertaining. It felt a little experimental and I would’ve liked to have seen at least a little bit of wrestling but during the whole bout there was maybe 3 or 4 moves that weren’t hitting each other with trash cans, literally hanging each other with nooses, freezing with fire extinguisher it was nuts.
We’re really feeling the influence of ECW in this match and it was great to hear the crowd so alive and enjoying it, they were probably riding the high of the legendary match we’d just seen as well as me. This was the first time seeing LOD for me and it was great, the reminded me of the Dudley boyz which are my second favourite tag team of all time. But seeing weapons finally introduced into the wwf was amazing and I’m super excited to see future brawls I think this is all taking a huge leap in the right direction for making mid card matches more enjoyable. Post match LOD hits a double flying closeline and on two NOD members and it was a decently booked bout. Not the best but good fun.
Shawn Michaels makes his way to the ring and like him or not it’s always great to see Shawn at wrestlemania, and here we go I’m ready for a great main event, obviously knowing the streak I know the outcome but I’m excited to see what the two monsters of the WWF can do in the ring. Side note, it’s really cool seeing undertaker come to the ring in his vintage attire.
Bret hart comes to the ring just as the match is about to get underway to fully engage with his heel turn in the WWF and I think it felt… a little bit out of place but he gets hit with a power-bomb to the applause of the audience which was pretty satisfying. Let’s get into this massive main event match, and oh boy… the main event.
I was majorly disappointed at this main event especially after the matches we’d just seen it just did not hit at all for me. It never felt like it really got going even in the last part with undertaker kicking out of a tombstone piledriver to a big crowd pop… it just didn’t feel like a main event.
Dont get me wrong Sid’s character is cool and he plays it well but he just cannot perform on the big stage with the big players of the business. I don’t know how you can book such a perfect match like Bret and Austin and then have this as the main event. Bret shouldn’t have interfered either the undertaker did not need it at all. The coolest part of this match was the undertakers iconic celebration afterwards. Please don’t let Sid main event again, he had a great push and was fun to watch but he just can’t do these matches when the time calls for something of this magnitude. Very disappointing, very slow match, and I won’t lie probably the worst main event I’ve seen on my journey through this era. I also looked it up and apparently sid literally sh*t his pants during this match? I’d love to know if that’s true or not. But yeah that’s all I really have to say about this one, not much happened and there was an extremely tedious segment in the middle of the match where sid was going to the second ring rope and dropping a double fist on undertaker which seemed to go on for so long and it was just boring.
Overall the event was pretty decent but the main event really let it down. I won’t let that sour how amazing Bret vs Austin was though, they truly carried this event and elevated it majorly and it’s worth watching even if just for that one match. I enjoyed most of the mid card alongside that as well but with all the build up to such a let down, actually think the main event was the worst match of the night, and that’s coming from a massive undertaker fan.
Overall rating 3.25/5

So we're about to have our 1 year anniversary soon. He's not a crazy long distance away, he's 5 hours from me by car. He's litterally the most perfect guy i've ever dated. He's messaged me almost every morning and night cute goodnight/goodmorning messages. I work as a waitress/bartender so I could realistically work anywhere, but being far from home is hard, and the people in his town are just not the type of people i'd get along with, or at least close to. Finding work there has been surprisingly hard for me, as I can get into fancy places where I live here, and people will keep me on the payroll forever over here. On top of that, I had a doubt ever since the beginning about him, when it comes to girls especially. The girls in his town don't look interesting compared to the city we both come from, so even if he says he's loyal, I feel like he hasn't had much exposure, and I suspect him flirting with my brothers gf (sometimes making me the butt of some jokes just to make her laugh - she's 35 btw lol but she's pretty too). I honestly don't know I might be crazy, regardless it's giving me a reason to emotionally disassociate myself with him right now. I've already mentioned it to him once, he denied anything with a laugh, and I don't see the point of talking about it again. But I also know that he's a really good guy, he looks great, and is an amazing bf, which is so rare to see and I'm so so scared of losing him for that reason, which is why I cut him some slack. We also get along in person. Facetime simply gets boring really quickly. And if we're out in a party, were definitely not "two peas in a pod"; we have very seperate convos, and I don't even see him ever getting along with my friends at all. My friends and family are something super important to me, as well as the need to be financially 100% independent, but I'm so scared of losing this DIME though. My parents and aunt really want us to stay together too, which creates extra pressure for me. I don't want to end up in another loop of finding dogshit men who only care to play with people's feelings. And being single, seems kinda pointless to me right now. I've been single long enough in my life, or in pointless relationships too. I would hate to end up with higher standards if I left him, only to end up being 50 with no one in their life. But I also want to be single ? I don't know what to do with this feeling honestly.

I met him over the xbox nearly 5 years ago, it’s pretty crazy. We dated for a few months online, and decided it’s better off if we were friends due to long distance (He lives in the USA, i’m from the UK) because he had to stay up late to text me and vice versa!
However, maintained a pretty strong relationship. Until, i got a boyfriend, and he got a girlfriend. I was pretty much the person which cut contact but it was because my boyfriend was pretty mad i had an ex-boyfriend added. Which i get.
(Later after, he breaks up with his GF)
However, i didn’t remove my friend, just had daily streaks and my boyfriend was okay with that.
Until, my birthday! My friend insisted to send me a gift via amazon but i refused because my boyfriend would’ve been fuming about the gesture.
He said, my friend, that it was okay and he’d eventually get me one, one day.
Then, unfortunately, recently, me and my boyfriend got into an argument which put our relationship on hold.
Coincidentally my friend reached out about the gift, he says he saved enough for something small and how i deserve it for being his friend for nearly 5 years. So, i send him a list of my ‘Wish-list’ items and tell him to pick any one as a surprise!
Ranging from £2-£20.
In the meantime, i’ve opened up about mine and my boyfriends situation and he opened up about his. Additionally, talking about me continuously flying out to him and how fast he wants it to happen - i thought it was a bit funny. But in consideration, we’ve been friends for a while.
Eventually, he sends me a screenshot of the parcels (3) sending on the amazon app. And i was angry! ‘’I only said 1.’’ Then he said, ‘’I got 11’’… DUDE.
Out of suspicion i ask what the price was and he said 214 USD. I felt so bad, he works at a burger restaurant! I didn’t expect so much. Soon after, says he’d buy me shoes too!!!
He mentions wanting to make me happy and be the bestest of best people i know, always overthinks if i’m upset and has a pretty built bond with me.
I don’t know why! In a way, i think he likes me. Another side wants to think he’s just a caring friend. I hope he is just being a nice friend, he’s sweet but is not my type an i don’t want to ‘lead him on’ or spend anymore money! Not to mention, i’m in a situationship right now and cannot be loving someone.
He got me; (2) jeans, (1) shirt, (1) shirt bundle, (1) bracelet, (3) stuffed toys, (2) candle packs.
HOW IS THAT 214 DOLLARS.
For context, one of the candles is aromatherapy ‘love sleep candles’ which have ‘sexual’ symbols around the box and RED writing inside which says, ‘French kiss’ and ‘goodnight kisses’. This wasn’t in my Wish list!! is he hinting something?? Am i paranoid.
tl;dr My friend is being a bit too loving.

I 28(f) have been dating a guy for 2 months 31(m). Our relationship progressed pretty quickly as we had a lot of things in common and were very emotionally vulnerable with each other right away. He’s met my mom and I have his. The only thing is I’ve been doubting his feelings towards me and felt him slowly pulling away. We have talked about not ghosting eachother and he’s so emotionally mature, I felt he would never do that. Yesterday I went to his house and spent the day with him. After I left, I asked if he still wanted to continue things and he says yes, we are still working things out. I asked him to promise he said yes, then I left.
That was at 2pm yesterday and it’s now 12pm today. He hasn’t answered any of my calls or texts, and we text and call on a regular basis, especially FaceTiming when we say goodnight.
I’ve texted and called him a few times and asked if he’s okay because I’m starting to get worried, it’s not like him to completely ignore me.
I’m worried because I’ve confided in him that I was ghosted before, and he said he would never.
I’m not sure what to do. Last text I sent was at 10am asking if he could just let me know if he’s okay because I’m getting worrried.
Should I just leave it alone or try and contact his friend because I’m worried something may have happened to him.
We also have plans this weekend.
Not sure what to do, but it’s eating me up inside.

Hi Morgan, Longtime listener, first time writing in. My best friend and I are having trouble figuring out the right thing to do in this situation and wanted to get an outside perspective. Buckle up because this is a LONG one because theres a lot of backstory that’s necessary.
Would we be the assholes if we didn’t attend our childhood best friends wedding?
There is a lot of context in this storyline so I’ll try to give a lot of detail. We start in January of 2023, my best friend, Greta(26F) and I(26F) get in contact with one of our childhood best friends, Laura (26F), and plan a visit to catch up on the past 10ish years that we’ve been apart. Laura moved away from our hometown when we were 15. Now Greta and I live about 2 hours from where Laura moved to when we were young, so we reached out and invited her and her fiancé Logan(26M) up to stay with us and hang out.
They come visit, we have such a great time, her fiancé was pretty quiet and distant the whole time, but the 3 of us together were big talkers so I just chalked it up to him not being able to get a word in and they left. In March they came back to visit again and announced to us that they were moving a few states away. We were really sad, but happy for them since they were getting to move somewhere that they’d wanted to be for a while. They were going to elope together after a few months but Logan had a university study abroad for a month in Japan so they were going to wait until after.
So, he leaves for Japan in May, and while he is away a girl reaches out to Laura from the college that Logan attends. This girl tells Laura that her friend had been getting really close with Logan, uncomfortably so and she wanted to give Laura a heads up that she thought they were romantically involved. Greta and I were worried but Laura brushed it off and said it was probably nothing, so Greta and I dropped it because we didn’t feel close enough to Laura to tell her we felt like she should look into it more.
Flash forward 2 weeks into Logan’s study abroad, he calls Laura at 5AM to let her know that he doesn’t think he wants to get married anymore. She’s distraught but has to go into work that morning and calls us after to let us know. We support her, you know he fucking sucks for doing that not only over the phone but right before she went into work, real shady. Greta and I are very worried about Laura because Laura really wants to make it work, but we still don’t say anything because we just want to be there for her.
He gets back and agrees to go to couples counseling, they do couples counseling for 2 weeks, during this time he repairs her car. Replaces a tire, breaks, oil change, the works, he’s been working with cars for a long time, so this was no biggie. Well after that two weeks, Laura comes home to all of Logan’s stuff packed and he tells her it’s over and he’s moving back home. He leaves. She’s devastated. We comfort her, come up and visit her, and tell her that she doesn’t need him and she slowly starts getting over him. Meanwhile she gives us A TON of context about her relationship with Logan. She paid for his college, he has had no job for the past 2 years while getting his degree, so she had been financially supporting them both. She paid for his trip to Japan, he put her in 20K of credit card debt, and more in personal loans, etc. Then in couples therapy told her he wasn’t attracted to her because she made money and he didn’t (so weird).
So immediately Greta and I are like, “Girl, we had a bad feeling, we wanted to tell you but didn’t want to upset you, we’re just glad you’re finally out of that mess”. She tells us that next time we should come to her and be honest with her, we apologize and agree. Then one day Laura calls us to tell us that she almost got into a really bad car accident. She lives in a mountainous area and her breaks went out on her when she was driving on the interstate on a hill, she managed to pull of into a grass median and slow the car down.
She gets the car towed to a mechanic that night and heads to work the next morning. Mechanic calls her midday. He asks he who worked on her car last, she said “My ex” and he said “Is he still in your life?” she said no. And he said “Good, Because I’ve never seen anything like this in my 20 years as a mechanic.” Her brake fluid hadn’t been connected so all the break fluid drained out. Her brake pads weren’t fastened/screwed in to the wheels, the were just placed in there. And he back tire bolts were stripped so hard that he said he tire probably would’ve come off had she kept driving.
Later that week, Logan asks to talk to her, she agrees only to get closure on the situation. Well he calls and begs her to get back together, she says no absolutely not. Then he asks” How’s the car?” She said, “Well I almost died last week”, he immediately jumped to the defensive “Well, that had nothing to do with me, I didn’t do anything” a very guilty response, so we were all convinced he tried to kill her. She filed a police report on him and started moving on. This is in July.
Now we move into part two of this debacle. My partner and I go up to visit her in September and she’s doing well on her own, she’s having fun, dating around, putting herself first, in therapy, just doing really well, were happy for her. She hasn’t really made any friends which is making her lonely but we were telling her to get involved in clubs and meet people, etc.
We leave our trip which was really fun and head back home. 2 weeks later, Laura says she’s met this really great guy, its almost October at this point, she’s gone on multiple dates with him and really likes him, were happy for her, still a bit concerned, but if she’s happy we’re happy. So Laura, Greta, and I plan a girls trip to come up and visit Laura for a long weekend. Laura wants us to vet this new guy, make sure he’s a good dude. She tells us she really values our input and so Greta and I are so excited to go on this trip with an open mind. November rolls around, one month before our trip and Laura announces that the new guy, we’ll call him Will (29M) has moved in with her, bringing his dog with him. Greta and I are a bit shocked but we didn’t say anything bc we’ve both done stuff like that before and Laura was struggling to keep up with rent on her own (she was still in the house that her ex fiancé left her in) so we knew she could use a roommate.
December is finally here and Greta and I hop on a plane and Will and Laura pick us up from the airport, first impression in the car was fine, he seemed nice, he drove us back to their place and we walk into the house. I come face to face with a completely different living room than I saw in September, all of Laura’s art and stuff are moved out of the living room replaced with the following: a giant poster of Elon Musk smoking a joint, a poster model of a rocket, a poster of Jesus riding a dinosaur with a machine gun. And a bookshelf full of Will’s books and Lego sets on display. Alarm bells are going off in my head and Greta’s at this point. We have a little conversation and because it’s late, we go to bed. We sleep in a room that outside of the house in the backyard, it has full heating so its basically just like a bedroom with a deadbolt. I double lock the dead bolts and we go to bed.
At 3am I’m woken up by Greta shaking me in a panic, asking me if I remembered to double deadbolt the door, I told her I did and that were okay and we both went back to sleep. When we woke up the next day, and she told me she had a weird feeling that he was gonna come in our room in the night. I agreed, and told her that was why I double dead bolted the door.
We go through our girls trip which ended up not being a girls trip at all, Will was by our side the entire time. Laura and he talked about looking at ENGAGEMENT RINGS, they bought a ring sizer, she was picking out her faves. He never let us have girl time except for one hour trip we took downtown to window shop. He would come sit in Greta and my room when we were talking with Laura, he would watch movies with us, he went everywhere with us. Not only that but in the middle of conversations, he would pull out his guitar and just start playing in the middle of us talking, or when we sat down to watch a movie. There is one bathroom in the house, and the main house part is very small about 650 square feet, my friend Greta has bathroom anxiety, she doesn’t like to poop in public places so she asked Laura and I if we would grab Will and the dog, and just go for a quick walk around the block while she used the bathroom. It was no biggie, so we got ready and went on a walk, we got 20 feet out the door and Will starts griping about how he doesn’t want to be outside and that Greta is a selfish pooper, and continues to complain the entire time were outside. We don’t even go for a walk, we stop at the corner of the street and just stand there because he doesn’t want to go any further.
At this point I’m annoyed with this guy, he just seems really controlling. To add to it, he didn’t want to go for a hike in the mountains, so Laura didn’t want to go so we ended up spending the entire weekend inside their house basically, even though we were in a beautiful area, and hiking is a group favorite, because he didn’t want to go. We didn’t. Also this is a personal anger of mine but I bought a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts (they were $18, which is crazy) and he ate EIGHT OF THEM. it pissed me off so bad, I had to hide the box that night just so I had 1 donut left over in the morning. Anyway onto the big finale.
Our last night there we finished up watching a movie and the events that unfold all happen within 3 minutes, keep that in mind. Laura had taken an edible so she was pretty out of it, like laying on top of the dog, whispering, just all around sounding really tired. Will says hes gonna take her to bed and Greta and I say were gonna get ready for bed in the bathroom. Bedroom and bathroom are five steps fro each other. I brush my teeth and use the bathroom while Greta is brushing hers and then I walk out of the bathroom and tell Greta that I’m grabbing my stuff to head over to our outside bedroom. I grab my bag from the kitchen counter, which is right next to their bedroom door. The bedroom door is open so I say goodnight to both of them and tell Greta I’ll see her in a sec, she’s just finishing up. Maybe 45 seconds pass and I’m waiting in our bedroom when I get 3 texts from Greta “OH MY GOD” “HELP” “HOLY SHIT”, Greta comes running out of the house, slamming the back door, and I run up to her.
She tells me that they were loudly having sex in their bedroom with the door open, mind you the bathroom is 5 steps from the bedroom. the kitchen counter is right next to the bedroom and Greta had to walk over to it to grab her stuff.
We are freaked the fuck out at this point not only was it super disrespectful but Greta was super affected by it, which who wouldn’t be it was disturbing. Because mere moments before Laura went to bed she was so high. And I smoke regularly so I know what it looks like when someone is super high and I hadn’t gotten that high in a long time. She was very out of it. So this really bothered us both.
The next day, were ready to go home, we get to the airport where they drop us off and once the two of us are in the airport we both look at each other and both just say “that was horrible”, we both felt like the entire trip we had a bad feeling about him and didn’t want to ruin the vibes of the trip so we just didn’t say anything about it. So were sitting in the terminal writing down a list of all the red flags, all the instances where he gave us a bad feeling. And overall just as a person he gave us a really bad feeling. Just gross, nasty, icky feeling. Not sure how to describe it well but I just knew something was off and Greta said she felt the same.
Laura had asked us to give our opinion on what we thought of him so we drafted up a letter to her, with key moments and points that we felt were big signs that he may not be a good guy. It includes everything we went over in this story, I didn’t want to supply to much of our opinion on the situation but I know that my bias comes out in this story a bit.
We wrote to her, and she responded to us with basically “I appreciate your concern, I will take your opinions into consideration” Its worth it to note that they were talking about getting engaged in March of 2024 (It is Early December 2023 at this point) and in our letter we told her that she should give their relationship more time, and get to know him better before they get engaged.
Our relationship with her after that became very one sided, Greta and I tried our best to keep messaging her but she really never responded so we kind of gave up. End of January we get a text from her, a picture of her and him she has an engagement ring on, “We’re engaged!” Greta and I respond with a Congrats! and a heart emoji, we’re super concerned but we have genuinely said all we can in that letter a little over a month before, so It didn’t feel right to say it again.
March she posts her “I said yes to the dress post” with Wills mom and his two sisters. She still doesn’t have any friends up where she lives so it makes sense for her to bring his family along. She didn’t message us about it, which is fair because we hadn’t been talking. We just thought they were getting eloped, because Greta has always said she wanted something small since she isn’t super close with her family (they’re not great).
So we left it there until last week I received an invitation in the mail to their wedding. Its this September on a Monday night.
Greta and I would have to pay around $500 each in order to even go to the wedding, calculating in airfare, shared rental car, shared hotel room, and that doesn’t even include, food, gas, wedding gift, etc. The two of us are not well of financially, we both live paycheck to paycheck so it would be really hard for us to go in general not to mention that the wedding is on a Monday night, so I have to take off extra days of work that I really don’t have. Same with my best friend, were in the same industry so wen have the same days off and all of that.
And I know it took us a while to get here but would we be the assholes if we decided not to attend her wedding?
TLDR: Best friend’s ex fiance tries to kill her in past relationship, she moves on two months later, her new partner moves in with her 3 weeks after dating. We go visit her and meet him, he’s go a lot of red flags, we tell our best friend, she distances herself and gets engaged weeks later. Invites us to her wedding in September that is also on a Monday. AWTA?

I have been talking to this guy for 2 months and he asked me to be his girlfriend last Friday. Everything was going so good but he always takes hours to respond to my texts. I get that he is busy and can’t text me that much when he is at work but even when he gets home he still takes long. He usually picks me up almost every day to go sleep over his house but I feel like I want him to text me more or at least let me know he is busy. On Sunday he took hours to text me. I was busy so I took like 3 hours to text him back but I knew he was home already and I wanted to talk to him before I went to sleep. I waited an hour for his response but nothing so I texted him again a really dry “goodnight” he answered back pretty quick and said “really?” “Okay goodnight” the next day I opened and didn’t respond because I was mad and there had been 2 times where I was dry and he had left me on seen and I would text again but he didn’t. Yesterday Monday he posted but did not text me. Today I posted to see if he would say something he saw it within 5 minutes of me posting it but nothing no text. I know this is childish but I feel like I’m begging him to text me and I have spoken to him about it before and he said he will try but that he is going through a lot rn and I get that. I don’t know if I’m overreacting and letting my emotions get the best of me and I should just text him or should I let him reach out to me? Please help I’m going crazy

I have been talking to this guy for 2 months and he asked me to be his girlfriend last Friday. Everything was going so good but he always takes hours to respond to my texts. I get that he is busy and can’t text me that much when he is at work but even when he gets home he still takes long. He usually picks me up almost every day to go sleep over his house but I feel like I want him to text me more or at least let me know he is busy. On Sunday he took hours to text me. I was busy so I took like 3 hours to text him back but I knew he was home already and I wanted to talk to him before I went to sleep. I waited an hour for his response but nothing so I texted him again a really dry “goodnight” he answered back pretty quick and said “really?” “Okay goodnight” the next day I opened and didn’t respond because I was mad and there had been 2 times where I was dry and he had left me on seen and I would text again but he didn’t. Yesterday Monday he posted but did not text me. Today I posted to see if he would say something he saw it within 5 minutes of me posting it but nothing no text. I know this is childish but I feel like I’m begging him to text me and I have spoken to him about it before and he said he will try but that he is going through a lot rn and I get that. I don’t know if I’m overreacting and letting my emotions get the best of me and I should just text him or should I let him reach out to me? Please help I’m going crazy

boyfriend likes to call me to sleep or call me when he wakes up. he usually ends up snoring very loudly , so i either deafen, lower his volume to the point of it being so soft that its more or less a deafen, or leave the call entirely after texting him a final “goodnight”
but every time i do that, he gets really sad for the rest of the day. and he always feels like hes a horrible person for snoring despite me telling him that its something that he cannot control, and i dont consider him an awful person at all. i still love him even if i dont want to listen to his snoring.
admittedly, i do not wish to sit in call and have his snoring fill up my entire headsets (if im on the computer). he snores very loudly, and it often overpowers any games or music that im playing. even at maximum volume. turning it down to the point where i can barely hear it is what i do. but when he wakes up and finds out that i cant hear him, he gets very upset and says it makes him depressed.
ive also told him that i put my phone off of speaker mode if im calling him on my bed so that the snoring doesnt wake me up. which is has multiple times because ive tried putting it on speakers. his response was “if you snored i wouldve listened to it”. which is cool, but just because we’re a couple it doesnt mean we have to be the same at everything we do. i told him that im me and hes him. i dont want to listen to loud snoring.
its starting to drive me crazy. because im a night owl and i do my work at night. along with gaming sessions. night time is peaceful for me and forcing myself to listen to his snoring is ruining it for me. its so. loud.

So, I have been with my partner for 5 years now - we were very young when we got together and have stayed consistently in love ever since, despite the many challenges that have faced us. For reference, these challenges are mainly centered around him going out all night until early hours with no contact whatsoever and his friends taking priority at times - this only occurs when he is going through a bad time in his life and causes a huge strain on us, to the point we nearly break up.
As of right now, my partner has been informed that two members of his family with whom he is immensely close have cancer. One of the cancers is untreatable, and one has just been found. As you can imagine, my partner is distraught. The problem is that he has no idea how to deal with things healthily, and does not want to try to do so. I am well prepared for his behavior at this point, but I will never feel as though it is justified.
Since he found out last week, he has cancelled all upcoming plans with me and has gone out all night with friends, diminished contact to very minimal texts and has told me he is unsure whether he wants to stay with me, but needs his time and space. He has also stopped responding to his close family members and has been going out drinking every single day after work, instead. When he is not drinking, he is out with his friends and will not return for hours and will also not answer to anybody.
Now, I have tried to speak with him over and over about how he feels and healthy coping methods, I have offered help and support and also informed his close family members of his behavior. I have attempted to contact him and meet him. He simply will not accept this. We're barely speaking, he no longer will say 'goodnight, I love you' etc, and refuses any consolidation. I'm at a loss. We were completely fine before this, and when I do speak to him all he does is encourage me to go out so he doesn't have to see me or state that he is unsure of when he will see me because he needs his space and time.
As you can imagine, although I am devastated for him I am equally as frustrated and hurt. I'm full of anxiety and worry in case he genuinely does end it with me due to his erratic behavior and mood swings. He will not accept help or advice, even tough love. His own family have not reacted to the news as terribly, and are also struggling to deal with his reaction. Will things ever be the same or will I deal with this forever?

Nakilala ko siya online sa isang contest a year ago, and we're both writers. Isa sa mga passion namin ay ang magsulat, maging story man o tula. Naging top 3 ako sa contest while sya naman walang nakuhang award. Naging ka fling ko siya dahil sa contest, and I was really into him because he's a poetic genius and he's quite famous din pero may inamin siya sakin na he still had feelings for his ex, so they got back together. I let them be and focused on my own life until my feelings faded away. Three months before my birthday, he suddenly reappeared, asking if there's still a chance. I said, 'oo naman,' not wanting to reject him and being single at the time. Time passed by lagi niyang tinatanong na 'Can you be my girlfriend?' and I reply, 'You know, hindi pa ako 18 and hindi pa ready, right?' Then he goes cold, saying, 'Okay, I'll wait for you.' Fast forward to my birthday yesterday, he asks again, 'Can you be my girlfriend?' I respond, 'I can't force myself to commit if I'm not ready, that wouldn't be fair to you.' He says, 'Okay,' and goes cold again. I ask him what's wrong, and tells me, 'I waited for you, you said you'd answer me when you turn 18.' I'm feeling so pressured because he's pushing me to say yes and trying to manipulate me. He turns into a sad boy, goes cold, and even at morning, he says, 'Goodnight.' 😭