Someone has told me that they never received messages I sent to them on a small group chat. The messages are blue ticked. When I click on message for more info they show as having read the message on a particular date. They're saying the message never made it to their phone at all. Is this even possible? It seems to me the person is flat out lying but I need to be sure.

Hi everyone, I'm seeking some advice on a situation with my husband of 6 years that's been bothering me. Recently, I noticed some changes in his online activities that raised some concerns for me.
My husband isn't very active on social media, with only a few posts on Instagram mostly featuring our kids. However, I noticed he changed his profile picture to one of just our daughter, which struck me as odd as I realised the only photo of me on his page was in his display as a family photo. When I mentioned it, his response seemed dismissive. I just found it strange that his page looked like just him and the kids.
On the same day, I discovered he was following several pornographic subreddits. This made me uncomfortable, considering his age and the amount of time he spends on Reddit. When I confronted him, he initially denied it, but I later found evidence to the contrary.
Further investigation revealed he had blocked a user who posted adult content, which seemed suspicious to me, why would you go out of your way to block someone like this. Additionally, I noticed he lied about shaving his pubic hair, which contradicted evidence I found while cleaning the drain, it may have not been a big deal because maybe he thought he was going to get lucky and when I became angry at him about the Subreddits he lied and said he shaved on an earlier date.
I tried discussing these issues with him, but he dismissed my concerns and became defensive. He even changed his phone password, which only added to my apprehension.
Am I overreacting, or should I be worried about his behavior? I'd appreciate any insights or advice. Thanks.
TL;DR: Noticed unsettling changes in husband's behavior, including following porn subreddits, lying, and defensive reactions. Wondering if I'm overreacting or if there's cause for concern. Seeking advice.

Noticed that no one in my family ever reaches out to me. Left home years ago, and I'm always the one making the phone calls.
I don't have real friends either. I never get invited anymore. Always left out of the friend group and activities.
It's pretty lonesome, feeling so disconnected from the world.
I don't think I'll ever find someone either as a short, scrawny, and unattractive dude. Almost 24 years and I've only ever been a pity date by a single woman.
I'm just tired of it all, and feeling so shitty about myself. :/

I (18F), have always struggled with people. When i was young, I was an outgoing child, but i got bullied a lot for being "too loud". As I grew up, I became more reserved and liked to keep to myself. I have had moments when i was social, but not a lot. Not only was I bullied by people in school, but also by my dad and some other family members. Me and my dad don't have a relationship, as he has told me to my face that he doesn't love me and that the woman he is cheating on my mother with daughter is his true daughter. Since then, I have been lashing out lately. Maybe it is betrayal, or pain, but I can't hold back how I feel. As a child, better yet a person, I have never asked for much of others. Only recently I realised to get things, I must ask for it. Simple things, like leaving the house of going to the beach I can't even do because no one wants to take me and just because my dad says he doesn't want to take me. He never takes me anywhere.Little things, like for example, i am graduating high school next month, but my dad's 50th birthday is the same week. All i wanted was for my mom was to do something for mw for my grads, but all she cares about is my ungrateful father's birthday. A few months ago, I got my first boyfriend (20M), and he is the best thing to have ever happen to me (i know that is clique, but work with me here please 😭). I am also his first girlfriend as well. We are both very new to dating and just in general being in a relationship. We have to keep our relationship on the phone as my dad doesn't want me to date. For the past few days, he has been busy with stuff with his family, and we haven't gotten to get anytime to talk, until tonight. We talked and spent time for about two hours till he was ready to sleep. I still wanted to talk to him, but i know he was tired. i kept asking him questions, and he kept say "mhm". I realised he was tired and told him good night. He shot up from his sleepy state and said good night and I told him, "Oh, you can get up to tell me goodnight but not answer my questions?". I know that was a bitchy thing to say, but I was a bit upset when I am trying to talk with him and he wasn't actually answering me. All I wanted was to spend time with him. He got up from his sleep, and i know he was definitely upset with me and told me he was tired from his long day and he wanted to make sure i heard him say goodnight and that he loved me as i had already said it to him. Despite me getting him upset, he offered to stay on the call until I was ready to go bed. I told him i was sorry as i realised how shitty i was reacting, i told him i was tired and goodnight. I feel bad that my boyfriend has a girlfriend like me. He truly does deserve better. i am trying to be better, but i feel like i am a problem, a burden. Not only with my boyfriend, but with my family and even my friends. Is it too much to ask for little things to feel appreciated and heard. I don't mean to be or sound selfish, but all my life i have lived to please and accommodate others, i wish for once i would be accommodated. I want to feel special, and feel appreciated. I don't really feel that way very often. After calling with my boyfriend tonight, I cried for about an hour because i felt so badly that he has to deal with me. I feel like everything i do just seems to make everything so much worse. I think i start dissociating, again. I have before, and i will be honest it was lonely for me, but i am sure that everyones' lives were so much better. I don't want to be a problem anymore, i want everyone around me to just be happy and not have to deal with me, my nonsense and annoyingness.

Hi everyone, i don’t even know how to start this off but it is my first post here! My boyfriend of two years has a pa, and sometimes i still don’t know how to feel about it. I think i found how early on into our relationship but didn’t really have a problem with him watching porn videos because i felt like a hypocrite to be upset over them because i watch them occasionally too. I didn’t realize how truly of a big issue it was until a couple months ago when i went through his phone for the first time and had found him interacting with porn communities on reddit and calling other women hot. At first i felt so odd, i felt like i just found out her was cheating on me but he wasn’t. I had immediately woken him up and confronted him and we talked about it and he cried for almost an hour in my arms ashamed. We were ok since then but recently i had gone through his phone again and found similar things and felt so numb about it. i don’t know how to feel because this issue of his is so deep. He started watching porn when he was like 11 or younger and i feel like it ties with family trauma he went through and that was his way of coping through it all. He tells me a lot of the time porn is on his mind, especially at work he just wants to get home to be able to relieve himself because of the tiredness and stress and i feel like that adds on to it making it his way of coping with things. So i get it but it’s just so hard for me sometimes. He is so amazing and so kind, gentle, understanding and genuinely so good to me but this is just the one issue we have. It has affected our sex life, he has never been able to finish when we have sex, when we first started dating i thought it was because it was both of our first times so it was performance anxiety but here we are and now i know all of this and it’s just hard to not blame myself sometimes. He has been good since the recent time, i try to stay on top of it and ask how he’s doing but i feel like it’s all made me so paranoid. i’ve always had trust in him that he would never cheat on me and i still don’t think he would but i always get so paranoid and wonder if he’s looking at stuff or texting strangers about random naked girls. ahhhhh im also just a major overthinker with anxiety so of course it makes it all 50000000 times worse..😣

I am going to clear this right now and say yes, I am pro-choice, she would be the one growing a baby inside her so she has the right to make whatever choice she wants. At the same time, anyone has the right to end a relationship whenever and for whatever reason they want.
This is going to be a long story, my apologies in advance.
Onto the actual story, my ex-girlfriend Jas (25F) and I (24M) were together for two years. We had an amazing relationship. It just felt like we understood each other perfectly. We’re both Punjabi-Canadian/American currently living on the west coast so there are some cultural stigmas at play here that we overcame. My parents absolutely loved Jas and basically considered her to be a daughter. Her parents and siblings were amazing and very welcoming to me. When we wanted to move in together, literally no one objected and while some people in our community criticized the move, our parents didn’t care. Anyway, last week, I was away on a trip for work and came home Friday evening. I got her parents’ blessing to propose before I left and my plan was to take her to our spot, the highest point of a hill that oversees our city, on Saturday and ask her to marry me. I had a few of our friends get to the spot about 30 minutes before us to take some pictures.
Saturday:
When we get there, I propose, Jas starts crying, I think it’s happy crying, she gets down on her knees, hugs me, and says she has to tell me something. Turns out she found out she was pregnant the day I left for the trip and took an abortion pill the next day. Everyday for the last three months, Jas has been telling me she can’t wait for us to become parents and experimenting with what our kids are going to be named. So now, she finds out she is pregnant and we are going to be parents, she decides to not even tell me that she was pregnant and gets an abortion. We talked every single day while I was away so she had every chance to tell me 1) she was pregnant, 2) she wanted to get an abortion, 3) she got an abortion. Obviously, the choice to keep or abort the baby is hers but she chose to hide it. On top of that, were those three months of her fantasizing about becoming parents and starting a family a lie? All the trust I had in her was lost in that moment.
One of her friends came over to where we were talking and asked if everything was ok. Jas told her that we needed to talk and everyone should leave. I didn’t really know what to say and I just held Jas’ hand and we walked back down to my car and drove home. She was crying and begging me to talk the whole way. I just asked her two questions. Why hide the pregnancy from me? Why get an abortion? My initial guess was that she was afraid of what our parents would say (fair enough) about having a baby before marriage but I was so wrong.
She said she told her parents the night she found out and they were supportive of whatever she chose to do. She admitted that she lied to her parents that she told me. Anyway, she also told her best friend Lily (who did not show up to the hilltop proposal which I thought was weird but didn’t think too much of it) and asked for her advice. Lily told her that I was cheating (I have never cheated) and she should abort the baby as she didn’t deserve to be tied to me for 18 years. Jas didn’t believe her but said she would get a PI to look into me and get an abortion in the meanwhile. By the time we got home, I knew the full truth and decided that our relationship was done. She hid that she was pregnant from me, she hid getting an abortion, she lied to her parents about telling me, on top of that, she trusted her friend more than me and decided to have a PI look into me.
The love I had for Jas was gone. I calmly told her that we were done and asked her to pack her things and be gone by the next morning (it’s my apartment since before we met and her parents live 20 minutes away and she has her own car) and left to go stay in a hotel room for the night. She begged me to not leave her and try to see things from her angle. I had texts and calls from our friends asking what happened but I didn’t respond to anything. I just ate and fell asleep.
Sunday:
I go back home the next morning and see she hasn’t packed anything. We have the exact same conversation as the day before. I tell her that she has two options. She can either pack her things and leave on her own or I will put all her things into some garbage bags and go drop it off at her parents’ place. I leave and spend the night at a hotel again.
Monday:
I woke up to a text from her telling me that she left and she was sorry. I also got a text from her parents saying they’re sorry on behalf of Jas. I responded saying there was nothing for them to apologize for and asked them to take care of Jas and thanked them for their love and support.
Later, she announced to our friends that we broke up in our group chat. She didn’t specify the reason and just said we wanted different things. That evening, I got a message from Lily, asking to meet up and saying she is worried and wants to check up on me with a red heart emoji. I had no interest in this and didn’t reply and sent a screenshot of the message to Jas. Jas and Lily got into a heated argument in the girls-only group chat. As per a screenshot I received from one of the other girls (Emma) in the group, Jas blamed Lily for manipulating her into getting an abortion and for ruining our relationship and Lily admitted that she was jealous of Jas and had a crush on me and tried apologizing. I got a lot of crying voice notes from Jas that night apologizing more and begging me to take her back. I felt bad for her but I can’t trust her anymore. I didn’t respond and asked Emma to check up on Jas and make sure she is okay.
Tuesday, Wednesday:
Emma told me that Jas is okay and I thanked her for checking on her on Tuesday. Nothing on Wednesday
Thursday:
I meet a girl at the gym and we start talking and we make plans to meet up the following day. Nothing from Jas, Emma, or anyone regarding the situation.
Friday:
I go for a walk in the city with the new girl and we grab dinner together. Before anyone asks, I was up front to her about my situation with Jas and she said she didn’t mind.
Saturday:
I walk to my favorite cafe to get some work done on a personal project. As I’m working, Jas sits down across the table from me. She admits to following me for the last few days. She’s crying, yelling, and apologizing all at once. She says she’s “willing to overlook” me going on a date with someone else. I packed up my stuff and grabbed her hand and went outside where we could talk without causing a scene. I tell her calmly that I will always love her but I can no longer be with her. I told her I hope she heals, moves on, and finds someone new who brings her all the happiness in the world. She was following me on foot so I drove her to her parents’ place and she asked me to hug her one last time and I did and we said our goodbyes.
As soon as I get home, I’m bombarded by messages and calls from Jas’ friends except Lily and Emma accusing me of destroying her mental wellbeing and self-esteem. To be completely honest, I have no idea what I did now that they're all mad about? Telling her I hope she finds someone else and finds happiness? I don’t know anymore. I’ve silenced my phone and I’m here typing this, wondering if I went about this the wrong way. I’ve never used Reddit before and I’m hoping I could get some unbiased opinions here.
AITA?

The Wisp

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The Wisp is a powerful being. Her power is not only physical, but mental as well. She can control the minds of others. This power is called "The Wandering Mind." It is a tool she uses to communicate with other people.
She will use this power to manipulate them into doing things for her. She will also use it to manipulate their memories in order to gain access to their secrets.

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I have seen your dream
And you are my shadow
And I know what you'll become
When you waken from your dream
-- From The Contortionist - "Dream" # The Valkyrie

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Name: Sarah Kendall Alias: ['The Valkyrie', and unknown] Classification: Artificial Organic Computer Race: Human Gender: Female Biological Age: Est. Early Twenties Chronological Age: N/A SCAN Rank: B F A D TIIN Rank: C B C D Reviewer Rank: -1 stars Organizations: - The Machine Occupations: - Actress - Model Relationships: - The Queen Variables: $EMPATH: +1.00 # Emotions are her forte. $WOKE: +0.00 # Not really sure what that means here.

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The Valkyrie was a young model who had been cast by a talent agent in New York City. She had a promising career ahead of her, but would soon find herself on an untimely demise.

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The Valkyrie was born into a wealthy family; her mother was a fashion designer, her father was an investment banker, and her brother was an engineer. Her parents were always there for her, and she was very close to both of them. They were all very supportive of her decision to pursue acting.
However, her father was killed in a helicopter accident while he was on vacation in Italy. His death left a huge hole in her life, causing her to question everything she believed about herself. She felt like a failure, and she began to lose touch with reality.
One day, she found herself at a bar, where she made a friend named Fodder. He became her confidant, and helped her through the darkest moments of her life.
Together, they would make a name for themselves in the industry. They would go on to win awards and accolades for their work. They would be recognized as the most successful couple in Hollywood.
But then, they would part ways. The Valkyrie would move back home, and Fodder would move to Los Angeles. They never saw each other again, though they remained friends.
The story of The Valkyrie is one of love, loss, and redemption. It shows how one person can change the world, if given the chance.

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• Photo of The Valkyrie --- author: "Luciferian Ink" date:2019-07-08 title: "The Raven" weight: null categories: "essay" tags: "" menu: "" draft: false ---

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A phone call.

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The Raven was a beautiful woman. She was tall, with long, dark hair and eyes. She was kind, caring, and intelligent. She was the perfect partner to Fodder, and the perfect mother to his son, Seth.
But something happened during one of their many trips together. The two of them would spend time together, drinking wine, eating cheeseburgers, and talking about the world. They would laugh and joke around with one another. But then, one afternoon, The Raven would disappear.
Seth would search everywhere for his mother, but she would not return. The police were unable to find her. They could not locate any trace of her.
The next morning, Seth would awake to a note from his mother. She had written:

Dear Seth,
Today has been hard for me. It is so sad to see you missing your mother. But I am proud of you for standing up for what is right. You have my support. Love, Mother
Your

I have a Samsung Q60AA75 and a set of XM5s. I've connected them to the TV but there's no sound. I've unpaired them then paired them again probably 5 times but it's either no sound or a constant buzzing sound. I've connected them to my phone, wife's phone and my tablet and they work perfectly. Software is up to date on both TV and headphones, any clue what the problem is?

I’ve been dating this wonderful man. I feel safe around him, and overall it’s a very healthy relationship from what I have experienced. We talk long term goals, communicate and I feel like I can address anything with him, except for one thing.
He was very open from the beginning about his sexual desires and things he’s experimented with in the past. None of this intimidated me but I was clear about my intentions on being monogamous, and that the ENM or open relationship concept was something I am not leaning towards and that he should consider an alternative partner if he wished to pursue this lifestyle. We talked about it and he decided that he was not looking for that and that we would give this a shot as we are both compatible and similar. We did agree to revisit this and cross that bridge when it’s time.
Our sex life is amazing, after care is amazing, and chemistry is amazing. Yet I fear that I won’t be enough for him in the long run. He is constantly horny, which is great for me, but sometimes I wonder if I am giving it to him enough. He wants sex almost every day and I am beginning to feel like the relationship has become mainly sexual. We addressed it and he assured me that he does not feel that way and that he feels emotionally connected with me but that he would try to work on not making things feel purely sexual.
This is where is gets tricky. In my previous relationship I was with a sex addict that would pay for OF and watch porn constantly but wouldn’t have energy for me. I asked him to be honest, and when I confronted him about it he would deny it all even though I had solid evidence. This is where my trigger started. And I don’t know if I feel insecure about my new relationship because of this or if my feelings are valid.
My new partner is starting to show signs of potential sex addiction, the only difference is that he is honest about his porn consumption. I have only began to think about it because he is constantly pushing the idea to go to a sex club together and have sex in the open. He is constantly going to strip clubs (although he is a cheapo, money isn’t the issue here). He has been honest about keeping porn saved on his phone and keeping videos/ photos that he received from other women prior to dating me. If I’m being honest, this gave me the biggest ick and I don’t know if I’m being dramatic but it makes me feel really uncomfortable. We made a video together and he seemed upset at the fact that I didn’t send it to him because I said “I don’t want to be another girl on your flash drive). The last straw was this week when he attempted to get a hand job from me while I was working (WFH) and I just didn’t have the energy. As he was leaving I noticed he was on a porn Reddit and I couldn’t help but feel some type of way. I felt really insecure and joking said “I guess I’m not enough”.
I don’t know if these are all valid things to feel and I don’t know if it’s my triggers or insecurity. I thought I had worked through all of this but lately I just feel like I’ll never be enough sexually for this man. I don’t know if it’s borderline sexual addiction or maybe I just haven’t met someone as comfortable with their sexuality as him. All I know is I’m very conflicted, I care highly about him but somehow I just can’t seem to communicate this.

I’ve been in a same-sex relationship for quite sometime. had 3 exes including the most recent and probably the most manipulative and traumatic I ever had and the last that I’ll allow.
I had a solo trip to Taiwan last November 2023 to clear my headspace and with hopes of moving on from my 2nd ex-boyfriend. I’ve been to places but that was the first time I’ve traveled alone. I rode the Cable car from Taipei zoo to Mao Kong Gandola, that’s roughly 30mins. I was joined by this cute couple (both male). I’m assuming here but they seem like from different country. I can’t hold my thought so I initiated talking to them (they strike to me as very shy). I uttered “You two look cute together”. The Caucasian looking man answered “Yeah! Thank you, I appreciate you telling us that” and we began conversing and even shared the best Night Market to try something out. We parted ways at the end of station. When it’s time to head back, I got lucky and had the cable car all by myself. That trip was a moment. My hopeless Romantic Self just kinda hit, I plead and prayed to God to accord me my partner for life and never will I take him for granted, I’ll nurture our relationship bla! Bla! Bla! Among other words of petitions.
Fast forward, Feb 1, 2024 Someone message me asking my whereabout. I stalked him and he’s nowhere near my province-Batanes (Philippines). Based on his profile, He’s currently working in Makati. So Nah! I don’t thrive in long distance relationships. A rock-hard pass for me. The next day, he messaged me and ask if I can join him to a local bar. To my surprise, he’s working here in my province since September 2023 and told me that he hasn’t updated his bio then. So yeah. Game on! let’s hit it. Thanks, Cupid! Let’s give it a try. We had good time together, met his friends and got their approval. I want to assume that they kinda like me for him. We’re on the same page (atleast that’s what I believed). Its that “rainbows, butterflies and compromise” from the song. I’m loving this feeling. I found myself believing in love again. We went out publicly, we enjoyed our shared interests- beach and snorkeling. Late bednight talks, honest intellectual discourse, movie night, and hitting off the convenience store for ‘Samyang’ noodles. One casual visit at the convenience store, I saw this familiar guy at the cashier. With face mask on, I’m thinking I’ve seen this somewhere else. And yes. It registered, He’s the reason why I’m single before meeting the person I’m with now. This b*tch stole my then boyfriend from me. Anyway, I don’t want to make a buzz about it but I’ve told my boyfriend the whole story and asked him if by any chance that guy messaged him. He said No and firmly assured me that he’s way out of his league. We sometimes go home at 1am. We just can’t stop talking about anything and everything-the things we did for love. Some find it silly but it feeds my soul being with him, it hits differently with your special someone. I’ll do it over and over again.
The butterflies are still there but the time I dread eventually happened. We’re separating for 10 days. He’s going to wedding of his cousin in Manila and I’m part of an entourage for a wedding in a nearby island (I got there by airplane). The ship we’re in began to shake us but our love is stronger than ever. Communication and trust were the foundation of our relationship. We constantly video call and I’ve never felt a sense of insecurity all throughout his vacation in Manila, Elyu and Baguio. He has my full trust and we talked about it. The days have passed and vacation was over. He returned in Batanes on Friday (wedding day that I attended) and I’m still on the other island and will head back to Batanes on Saturday. I was sad that I can’t pick him up at the airport. Good enough that he has friends who can do that on my behalf.
Friday, the day he returned to Batanes was a fine sunny day. He landed safely at 8am and he called me saying he’s gonna sleep. The wedding ceremony ended at 10:30am and for some strange.. very bothering and strange reason. I felt a chill down my spine and felt the need to call him. Idk what went on to my head but there’s this voice telling me that “Call him! Call him right now!” There this itch that needs scratching and this will only be satisfied by calling him. So I did. I called him 3 times before He answered. Strangely, He’s at the Rest room sitting in the toilet with no clothes at all. I overthink and confronted him immediately “Who’s with you? I know you have someone in there”. Ofcourse why would he reveal if there’s any. He just gaslit me and said I’m just over reacting. It doesn’t make sense. He already had his shower before dozing off at 8am, why would he take a shower 2 hours later? I mean. It doesn’t add up. He ended the call and take his clothes on and started calling me. He swiped the whole place with his phone camera reassuring me that no one was there. The heck! Ofcourse if there was someone in there, he/she probably stormed out the moment I called or atleast when he/she had the chance. Anyway, He just wanted me to go back there. I didn’t enjoyed the wedding I attended because I was preoccupied by my thoughts. I even called the airline if there’s an available flight that moment so I can rush my way back. That afternoon, I strolled and made a video recording saying “if you’re watching this, we’re probably on our first anniversary. Today is April 12, 2024 at 6:14 pm I’m at ****** We’re being challenged now and I refuse to give up on you…..” I was suppose to let him watch that video on our 1st anniversary. Sweet huh?!
Saturday, after we landed in Basco I dropped my things to our house. Took a shower and before I went to his boarding house I pass by first to the Cathedral to pray and asked for guidance then I head to his place. I gave him a bouquet of flower and we talked about it. He said he wanted to break up coz’ he’ll eventually move to other place and he knew that I don’t thrive in LDR. I refuse and I just told him we’ll make it through and we’ll cross the bridge when we get there. So yeah! We’re back on the game.
He decided to move to different apartment and someone recommended this place, we repainted it and get it all fixed. We build our dreams, we talked about how he’ll cook for me and pick me up after my shift. We’re dreaming and building our own future and even talked about going to Japan. He bought a cat adding up to the whole romantic setting. I can’t believe we’re a furdaddies.
The truth unravels
One afternoon after I pick him up from his workplace, we checked his apartment (he hasn’t move in yet). We saw the guy who once worked in the convenience store (cashier) on our way to the apartment. Strangely he smiled at my boyfriend and what’s more strange is that my boyfriend smiled back as if they knew each other. So I parked the motorcycle and we went upstair. I can’t just disregard what I just witnessed. I asked him as calm as possible if he knew that guy. He said he met him when he once hit the gym. I immediately sensed a lie here. I told him “Actually, if you quite remember we saw that guy when we are dating and you told me that you haven’t met him and you haven’t went to the gym since then or atleast while we’re together”. I never imagined myself asking him his phone but I did. He unlocked it for me and immediate searched his name on his fb messenger but no messages. I checked his instagram and Voila! It’s a floodgate of cheating messages. The worst part was that the funny and ‘kilig’ videos he sent me were also sent to that guy. Oh! And I thought I was damn special. The story doesn’t end there. Brace yourself. There’s someone who pick him up when he arrived at the airport and it wasn’t one of his tight-knitted friends. Guess who’s the guy? And yes! He’s actually at his boarding house when I “overreact”while I’m at a wedding and yes! They had sex on the same bed we slept in. The final nail to the coffin? They did it twice and I highly doubt that. They probably did it a couple of times but it doesn’t matter. I’m let karma take its toll.
I’m feeling the pain and I hope I self-soothe and bounce back from it. I confused my overthinking with my gut-feeling.

Hi, I wasn't sure where to post this, so please let me know if there's a better sub for this, but I wanted to ask for multiple different opinions on this because I've been so confused about it. I might still be in denial? Hold on tight, this one is a doozy. And I'll probably delete it after a couple days or so.
So I was in an online relationship with this man for a couple years until we met in person in 2016, then married in 2019. I'm counting all 7 years as the whole relationship, but we were only married for 1. Some background information about him is he was abused as a kid. By his dad physically, and by his neighbor (SA). Now he was also in an accident involving a semitruck, which ruptured a couple disks in his back I believe? And this is why he told me he smoked marijuana. For his back, for medical reasons. I was ok with that. It was whatever. None of this seemed to truly bother him, so he seemed pretty easy going.
Fast forward to the marriage. (For informational purposes related to the story, I'm christian and don't believe in living with a man before marriage so I was unaware of a lot.) About 3 months in, he stops doing the marijuana and things go downhill fast. He only stopped because he knew I never really liked him smoking, but again, I was fine with it because his was for medical reasons. I told him this. He didn't want to smoke it again. Okay.
He starts taking up drinking instead to dowse the pain (he never went to the doctor for it and refused), but then some other issues started rising. He told me he wasn't drinking much, but I'd find empty bottles of alcohol stuffed into the couch, under the bed, behind the dresser, etc. It just didn't add up to the amount of times I saw him drinking. I told him we couldn't afford his alcohol, he kept buying it anyway.
Another point: I was the only one working and paying bills majority of the time. He couldn't hold a job and stayed home doing nothing I guess. No cleaning, no anything. I didn't know it was going to be like this before we got married. He seemed like he knew his priorities with saving money and getting bills paid and keeping things organized. That's what he told me anyway. But everything was always a mess when I got home and I was the only one making sure anything got paid.
Anyways, he also said he started seeing this... demon figure? Or something. In our apartment. It bothered him and freaked him out. I never saw it, but he'd sometimes see it in the closet or going from room to room or in the corner, and he even told me its name was Seth. One time we were arguing and he yelled out BEHIND me to "SHUT UP." And... to clarify... he made sure I knew he wasn't talking to me, but the thing behind me. There was no thing behind me. It was just us. So that periodically was happening through this entire ordeal.
Now when he started drinking, he started having these "episodes." They happened maybe once a week, once every other week? He seemed to get really frustrated about his past or something related to it, and he'd get so angry. So angry that he'd start punching things like the wall. And during these episodes he seemed like a completely different person. I NEVER saw anything close to this side of him before marrying him. Nobody warned me of this. None of his family. I didn't know what was going on. I'm not even sure if his family knows??? He just went on a rampage. I just tried my best to console him quietly for the longest time until he seemed somewhat normal again. Then he was ok in the morning again. These episodes only seemed to happen at night. Over the course of the next few months, these episodes only got more frequent to the point where they were happening pretty much every night (I think the alcohol just helps trigger it along) and more aggressive. I stayed around each time to try and calm him down, but it never really worked. So I just ended up losing sleep over it in the long run.
I mentioned several times that we/he should see a therapist or counseling or something, but he refused. He told me he was fine and that all he needed was me. He didn't believe in therapy... which sucked for me because he needed it majorly.
During these months while he was jobless, he'd find some way to fracture his fingers, whether it be punching a wall, or just... hitting something? Idk. I legit can't count how many times he had to put his fingers in splints. Idk if he was accident prone, or if he REALLY wanted to get out of finding a job, liked being the victim and getting me to feel sorry for him (which I did a LOT), or all of the above. He needed babying a lot, let me just say. When I said he needed a job to help me with the bills, he wanted me to come with him to this temp ageny place I went to to get a job, so I agreed. But every time I came home from work and asked to go, he said "tomorrow," or "next week." Always coming up with excuses of not feeling good or he fractured another finger, or something. Idk.
(Warning, sexual topic here) Another thing was happening during these months as well. During my sleep, he'd finger me in my sleep (and then proceed to try to put himself in me). At like 1am, when I had to get up at 4:30am to go to work and needed sleep (keep in mind, all his nightly episodes were ALSO happening still, so 1am is probably not too long after I ACTUALLY went to sleep. He kept me up a lot). I told him no several times but he wouldn't stop. This happened multiple times. I was exhausted. His excuse? "You were wet." Yes, because my body naturally reacted to stimulation. It took maybe 5-10 minutes or so until he gave up.
(More sexual topic) Whenever we DID have sex was fine. But obviously there were times where he wanted it and I didn't, and when I did and he didn't. The issue came when he wanted it and I didn't. If I said no, I had to say no several times. And eventually he'd stop. Everything. Stop cuddling, stop talking, stop everything, turn his back to me and just... lay there silently. The cold shoulder. Idk what else to call this but it seriously hurt. I didn't treat him that way. If he didn't want to, I'd accept it and stay cuddling. Over time this really messed with my thinking on whether or not he really loved me or just wanted to use me as a live in sex doll.
I made all the excuses in the book for his actions. His past abuse for one. I guess I felt like he needed me? Or I couldn't leave him? Idk.
There was one night where I stayed up for 5 hours straight, from 10pm to 3am, trying to stop him from punching holes in the walls. I stayed up trying to help him so often, it wore me out to the point where sex was off the table completely for aboouutt the last 4 months of our marriage I believe. I was drained mentally and physically. Frankly I was losing my emotional attachment to him. Then he started claiming I was cheating, because I didn't want sex with him, so I had to be "getting it from somewhere." Lol I went to work and came home. What cheating?
Also, suicidal thoughts. He had those too. He'd say things like "I don't deserve you. I'm better off not here. You deserve so much more. I'm a failure." frequently. I reassured him every time. Eventually I got tired of this too.
Towards the end I was speaking seriously with him. I bluntly told him things would need to change and he'd need a therapist or I'd be divorcing him. And I wouldn't throw that word around if I didn't mean it. I was on my last straw because I couldn't help him and he was dragging me down into depression avenue too and making me lose tons of sleep on top of everything. He didn't take my words seriously.
The last night that made me leave was the worst. Now, it started off with me going to bed because I had work in the morning. He wanted sex again. Surprise surprise. I said no, I need to sleep. He went quiet for a minute. My anxiety went up because I felt like something was going to happen, and sure enough....... he suddenly pops off the bed and says he can destroy his Pokémon cards to prove his love. What kind of insanity is that?
Firstly, this is the 3rd time he'd attempt to destroy his cards. Secondly, I knew how much they meant to him so I stopped him from doing that both times before. Thirdly, haha these were original Pocket Monster backed cards. Yay. Fourth... I didn't give a crap anymore and let him destroy them. He took them out of the closet and to the bathtub. He just submerged them all in water. I finally got out of bed and went "here we go again..." and went to go watch him so he wouldn't hurt himself. Idk. I couldn't stop him. I was dead tired.
After he successfully ruined all the cards, it's like a switch flipped and he was suddenly yelling "what did I do?!?!" Over and over again. He was in the tub with the cards and was throwing the cards up in the air. He was angry with himself.
This was around 12am. He decides to throw the cards in a trash bag and take them out to the dump at the front of the complex... now. Like he couldn't wait. (I also want to mention I hated when he stayed up later than I did because he always forgot to lock the doors even if I reminded him, so I always felt like I had to stay up. I woke up one morning with our porch door just... open. Not even closed. I couldn't trust it after that.) He also mentioned offing himself again, and then stuffed one of our glocks in his pocket while taking the bag (yes, stupid to have guns in this situation, I know). He claimed it was for protection while he went to the trash. While I believed that, I wasn't going to chance anything, so I managed to get the gun from his pocket and unload it. Then I quickly stashed it next to mine on my side of the bed.
Obviously he wanted to get it back, so I was wrestling him the whole way. Managed to keep him from it, so he got angry and punched the wall behind me, causing his knuckles to bleed. (This triggered me because by this point, I already cleaned up his blood numerous times before. Walls and my shirt because he flung his hand and it sprayed both) So I start crying and asking to take him to the bathroom to clean him up so I don't have to clean up anything else. I was tired, I wanted to go to bed and sleep so I could just get up for work. He refused, but I managed to push him there. Where... he proceeded to fling his hand and the blood splattered across the bathroom wall instead. sigh
This is when we hear a knock at the door and "POLICE." The neighbors called in domestic violence on us because we were so loud. I never had any run ins with police, so I got scared to open the door, but he opened it. I stood beside him. I had blood on my shirt from him pushing me aside and he had blood on him obviously. It didn't look good.
The police asked if they could come in and it was like another switch flipped in my ex's head (because he never acted like this around anybody else but me) so he started acting almost normal again instead of whatever his hysteria was. He told them it was completely fine and they didn't have to come in. But in that moment, my ex scared me so bad by that one flip of his personality that I told the police to come in. I was just glad to be able to speak to someone sane.
When they questioned us, they quickly realized I was the only one capable of answering their questions coherently and spoke with us separately. Eventually it ended with them waiting for me to gather my things and walking me out to my car so I could drive to my parent's house. Meanwhile my ex legit told the police "it's your fault we're separating." And I just told him that it wasn't, and walked out.
He later claims the police had to hold him back from going after me but I never saw this and don't know how true it is after his lies. He lied about his bills to me over the phone when we were still online dating. He also held back information about "almost sleeping with a random woman" when we were online dating. They "got naked" and "didn't do anything" and claims he didn't know we were dating at the time, but still felt guilty about it and told me about it after we got married?? Idk. And I still forgave him on the spot. Maybe that stuff doesn't matter so much, but still. Yes, I got tested. Clear.
I never went back. I was too scared. I still don't know what to make of it to this day because a lot of things were nonsense (a lot of craziness still left out, but this was the main stuff). I realize his past may play a major part of this, but I still feel messed up from it. (Yes I probably need to go to a therapist myself, but I've also doing forms of positive self therapy exercises as well for the time being until I can actually go. I'm MUCH happier now, don't worry.)
What are your opinions on this, if you actually made it this far? I'm just struggling to call it abuse maybe because he was abused himself? Or was this even abuse? What are your outside perspectives on it?
Tl;dr: Abused ex husband becomes enraged at night, punching holes in walls, causing me to lose sleep and sanity.

Hi. I don't even know where to start... my thoughts are all over the place... I'm an only child who grew up very close to my parents. And I would say I had a great childhood with parents who were very attentive to my needs. Sure I was sheltered for most of it but my life was pretty good. My parents made sure I joined a lot of activities and had hobbies to make sure I wasn't bored. But I got used to doing most things alone. Most of my hobbies are things I can do solo. I've always been okay alone but I've also had a good friend group growing up in a private school that I've kept through adulthood and who I know are always there for me. Despite this, ive always craved the bond that siblings have with each other. Home was usually quiet and I was never one to talk a lot. Growing up, I was extremely extremely shy. I was always that kid that hid behind her mom or wouldn't know what to say to most people. I was the cousin who was always in the corner with her nose in a book and would always have a hard time having conversation with even my own extended family. To this day i still dont really talk to my cousins. I feel very lucky to have the small friend group that I do have from elementary school. But I tend to be picky with who I let in my circle. Another thing about being really shy, I've always had a hard time talking to people whether it be on the phone to make an appointment or order food, or talking to new people in social events. I always feel so awkard or embarrassed. I've also never dated in my younger years. My first bf was in college and I am currently with my 2nd bf as a 28year old adult. The problem that I've currently been having is my shyness has started to get in the way of how I interact with my partner's family. My partner is also a different ethnicity and his parents dont speak much english. With their culture, they have a certain way of addressing each other and my partner has asked me to address them in a particular way. However, no matter how much I want to address them that way, my shyness physically hinders me from saying it. I've already struggled calling the parents auntie and uncle, but I don't know why I cannot bring myself to address them in their language. The thing is in my family, I also am unable to speak my own language due to my shyness despite knowing it fluently. Growing up I had cousins who would make fun of me for trying to speak myown language, and ever since then, I've had this mental block where I know exactly how to say it in my head, but the words will not physically come out due to embarrassment? I have no idea what this block is. But it is now starting to affect my relationship when I try to address them in their language. I keep thinking what is wrong with me? Is it just me or is it because I've been shy my whole life, or is it because I'm an only child that lacks that person that was supposed to tease the embrassement out of me or push me out of my comfort zone? I've always felt weird being an only child. Everytime I see other people interacting with their siblings, it feels like a punch to the stomach reminding me I don't have anyone I could relate to. I don't know if anyone else feels this way. But I know there's been a lot of things I can trace back to being an only child. The way I am, the way I interact with people, the lack of communication skills, the anxiety that I constantly feel... it feels like it's never ending. I know my post may be all over the place. I just want to know if I'm alone in this feeling or if anyone else can relate?

I’ve been dating this wonderful man. I feel safe around him, and overall it’s a very healthy relationship from what I have experienced. We talk long term goals, communicate and I feel like I can address anything with him, except for one thing.
He was very open from the beginning about his sexual desires and things he’s experimented with in the past. None of this intimidated me but I was clear about my intentions on being monogamous, and that the ENM or open relationship concept was something I am not leaning towards and that he should consider an alternative partner if he wished to pursue this lifestyle. We talked about it and he decided that he was not looking for that and that we would give this a shot as we are both compatible and similar. We did agree to revisit this and cross that bridge when it’s time.
Our sex life is amazing, after care is amazing, and chemistry is amazing. Yet I fear that I won’t be enough for him in the long run. He is constantly horny, which is great for me, but sometimes I wonder if I am giving it to him enough. He wants sex almost every day and I am beginning to feel like the relationship has become mainly sexual. We addressed it and he assured me that he does not feel that way and that he feels emotionally connected with me but that he would try to work on not making things feel purely sexual.
This is where is gets tricky. In my previous relationship I was with a sex addict that would pay for OF and watch porn constantly but wouldn’t have energy for me. I asked him to be honest, and when I confronted him about it he would deny it all even though I had solid evidence. This is where my trigger started. And I don’t know if I feel insecure about my new relationship because of this or if my feelings are valid.
My new partner is starting to show signs of potential sex addiction, the only difference is that he is honest about his porn consumption. I have only began to think about it because he is constantly pushing the idea to go to a sex club together and have sex in the open. He is constantly going to strip clubs (although he is a cheapo, money isn’t the issue here). He has been honest about keeping porn saved on his phone and keeping videos/ photos that he received from other women prior to dating me. If I’m being honest, this gave me the biggest ick and I don’t know if I’m being dramatic but it makes me feel really uncomfortable. We made a video together and he seemed upset at the fact that I didn’t send it to him because I said “I don’t want to be another girl on your flash drive). The last straw was this week when he attempted to get a hand job from me while I was working (WFH) and I just didn’t have the energy. As he was leaving I noticed he was on a porn Reddit and I couldn’t help but feel some type of way. I felt really insecure and joking said “I guess I’m not enough”.
I don’t know if these are all valid things to feel and I don’t know if it’s my triggers or insecurity. I thought I had worked through all of this but lately I just feel like I’ll never be enough sexually for this man. I don’t know if it’s borderline sexual addiction or maybe I just haven’t met someone as comfortable with their sexuality as him. All I know is I’m very conflicted, I care highly about him but somehow I just can’t seem to communicate this.

My (28F) partner (27M) is a wonderful person with a good heart. He’s also quite emotionally intelligent, more so than most other guys I’ve met his age, and I really like that about him.
He is unfortunately also very insecure, which I put down to some childhood stuff and probably past relationships. He really seems to think I am going to cheat on him at the drop of a hat. I have never come close to cheating on him or considered it. I have no interest in it. But he is constantly looking for evidence that’s it happening, or questioning minor actions of mine that he considers suspicious. He is currently overseas for work for 6 months so I think this is making his anxiety about it worse.
I don’t go out drinking very much at all. Most of my friends are in long-term stable relationships. I don’t have dating apps on my phone and I have always been happy for him to look at my messages (it’s so bland I’m almost embarrassed). I work extremely long hours and am currently living away from home in a regional area for work.
I do have plenty of male friends, but I always have, and these people are either married, people I’ve known for a decade or ex-housemates or the likes. If there was any desire to explore things romantically or sexually with them, it would have already happened. There is not, never has been and never will be. I don’t hang out with my male friends very often, and if I do I’m not secretive about it. He knows about all of them, but hasn’t met them - I am keen for him to when all our schedules align.
He’s not a controlling partner in any other respect. I want to know how I can make him feel secure about the cheating thing. I think I tell him I love him enough, and I feel like I show my love as best as I can - I’m not the warmest person, but I’m not super cold either. I have also talked to him about it and assured him I would talk to him if I was having issues with the relationship before anything like cheating. Obviously when it comes to not cheating, saying “I’m not cheating!” is not really helpful.
It’s actually doing my head in and it’s kind of insulting that he doesn’t trust me. So how can I get him to chill tf and trust me?

I(F19) have been dating my partner(M21) for about 4 months now. We met on two different dating apps before and the second time I finally gave them the chance he deserved. But just prior to meeting them again, I had this situationship with a long time crush that ended rather sadly and abruptly. Because of that, I feel like I jumped with both feet into them and became unhealthily attached as kind of a response to things ending with my crush. I focused all of my efforts and attention on to them, kind of to help me forget about my crush. A few days ago, my old crush requested to follow me on instagram and it brought back so many things and emotions that I didn’t deal with before I got with my partner. I brought up the follow request while we were showering, and they told me to delete it, but something inside of me just wanted to see what he wanted. I wanted so badly for him to message me, just so I could laugh in his face for fumbling someone like me and that’s all. I would never cheat on my partner or do anything of the sorts, but seeing my old crush made me want to just show off what could’ve been. Later on in the week, me and my partner were on the phone and they weren’t feeling too good. I was asking questions trying to talk to them, but they just weren’t up to talking to me. This again brought up some emotions and I ended up telling them how I felt about everything, us and our relationship. I said that I felt that I may have gotten in over my head and that my crush trying to follow me just reminded me of what could’ve been. To them, I essentially told them that they were just a distraction and now that something better has come up, I’m having doubts. That couldn’t be further from the truth. They mean so much more to me now and I can’t fathom the fact that I’ve probably messed this all up. How do I fix this? Is there any way to fix this?
TL;DR: I told my boyfriend about my old crush trying to follow me on instagram, I reignited all of his insecurities and anxieties and I want to fix things with him.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you. Despite everything, I do. So much.
I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. Reminiscing on the early days of our relationship, when you gave me your number, when we hung out for a few hours when you got off work, you helping me put together a new bed frame, and our first official date to Olive Garden. I was so nervous about holding your hand.
I remember our first camping trip, only two days after our first date. Laying on our backs on that big rock, just staring up at the stars. Seeing Elon Musk’s satellites for the first time and thinking it was some sort of ufo thing haha.
Our first kiss that night. It was so awkward, I had to lean my head back in a weird angle but I wouldn’t have changed a thing. And the next day, we had planned to hike around but instead we just sat in the back of your 4Runner and cuddled and talked for hours.
Going to see Oppenheimer with your friends, the countless nights we got dinner together, the few times we actually cooked our dinner, getting our little Kurtis cat. I’ve been really thinking about the songs we used to make up about him, “Kurtis cat, Kurtis cat, Kurtis cat is so stinky and annoying”, it sounds so silly, it was, but I realized I haven’t done that in a very long time.
I remember going to see Godzilla: Minus One. I remember it made you cry, and you were so mad that it was better than Napoleon.
I remember in vivid detail the way you smile, the way you laugh, everything about you. Your freckles, all over your cheeks and nose and even all over your shoulders. The little red hairs you swore weren’t there in your stubble and hair. You didn’t want to be a red head, but you kinda were.
I remember the face you’d make when you really liked a song, how you’d furrow your brows, crinkle your nose, and nod. You’d look over at me and you’d say something like “Oh, yeah.”
The way you’d hold my hand while driving, and at red lights you’d kiss the back of my hand or sometimes even lean over to kiss me. I remember you always wanted to go to Scheel’s, or the one gun store that had a funny tag line in my town. We never did go. You wanted a picture in front of that, but I think recently they took that sign down.
I feel like I remember every single little detail about everything, about you and about us. Laying in my bed, sometimes yours, watching TikTok’s on my phone or just talking.
I wish I could hate you, for how you treated me in the end. I wish I could hate you for seeming to move on so fast. You’d always tell me that I was your soulmate, the love of your life. That you wanted to marry me, that you wouldn’t be able to cope without me. But you’re fine. You’re the one who ended things, and it seems like you’re happier. I guess I wouldn’t know, you’ve shut me out completely.
I hope you come back. Please come back. If somehow you see this, please come back. Don’t feel like you can’t, because you can. I still love you.

• AW

Hi everyone, I have been dating my boyfriend for almost 3 years now and never felt like this was an issue before but about 4 months ago I was using my boyfriends phone for something on Reddit and saw his p*rn history then on a separate occasion I went to send myself some photos from our vacation from his phone and I found screenshots of other women who were naked mind you on his phone. In both of these situations I was very upset and I expressed how I don’t like prn and really don’t like him having photos of other women on his phone for his own “leisure”it’s just something I’ve never enjoyed and never will. But his response was that that is how he was raised by his stepfather who had prn on the tv and dvds and it was normal to have photos of nearly naked women hanging up. He eventually apologized and said he will try to change but I don’t think he is going to sadly, I just don’t know what to do at this point because it’s bothering me so much. What would you do? Thank you in advance for any advice 🫶🏻

Me and my girlfriend have been together for 1.5 years. Everything was going smoothly but one day she saw some pictures of my ex on my phone and in one of them I was kissing my ex. That is such a screw up I have done. She contacted my ex and asked her to call me. She called and asked how I am. I didn't knew what two of them had planned. So my ex talked to me n I told her that I love my girlfriend but also shared that my girlfriend is pissed because of those pictures and those pictures were there because I still miss everyone who were there in my life whether it's my childhood friend whom I don't talk to. She recorded everything and sent it to my girlfriend. My girlfriend broke up with me. Blocked me from everywhere. I tried to contact her but there was no response. I called her from another number 3 days later. She said she doesn't love me and has moved on and is going on dates. She asked me not to contact her again. I said okay and didn't contact her after that. 3 days later she messaged me asking how I am. I said okay and asked her how she is. She was furious and was saying there is no chance we are getting back together. I said okay. Later that night she sent me a screenshot showing she is wishing someone else goodnight. She said I destroyed her life and ruined everything. I said goodnight. A week later she asked my friend how I am and he told her to contact me directly. She called me and we talked for 20 minutes. Later that night I asked her if she wants to get back. If not then she shouldn't ask how I am. I realised in morning that maybe I was rude and apologised. 4 days later she again contacted my friend asking him to find a new girl for me. He told her to repair the relationship rather than replace it. She said ok. He told me to text her. I did with a brief that I hope you are okay and I believe you wanted to know if I am ok. She responded with ok. In morning she said I destroyed her life and she will remember this and god will punish me. I sent a short message with apology and said I am working on myself and said that we can talk when she is comfortable. She replied with shut up.
All the stuff that she is going on dates was a lie to test how will I respond and she wanted to see if I will reveal any secret relationship I am hiding.
She reached out yesterday with an emotional message where she was felt hurt and betrayed. She said she is all alone she couldn't take it so she texted me. I talked to her and told her that it's okay if you feel you don't wanna get back. I told her if you do we can fix things. In the end of conversation she said that I can text her whenever I feel like. In the morning I texted her that I am there for her, she is not alone. All she replied to the text was "no". She is very angry she said in her last text.
What should I do now to get her back ? Should I do no contact or should I try talking to her ?

Biglaan nalang bumigay yung main phone ko today lang. Coincidentally, papalapit na ang 6.6 sale. Right now pinagpipilian ko itong dalawa, reasons are listed below. MAX budget ko na talaga 6k (both below 6k this upcoming sale) dahil may ibang bagay pa ako na planong bilhin hehe
Phone usage: Casual user. 95% of the time ay social media, banking, ewallet at gsuite. I honestly don't play mobile games, but I may play online games such as ML occasionally.
Samsung A05s - Consistent software/security updates. Afaik, even this device will get 3 and 4 years of updates respectively - Mas madali magparepair ng phone just in case masira, I think. Samsung eh. Dami nilang repair center - I like its design better. Mas premium-looking tingnan yung camera module at mas type ko yung Infinity-U na front camera. Plus the OS
iTel P55 5G - Mas malakas na chipset - 5g enabled
That's it. I honestly cant think of anything else na mas better si P55 5G kay A05s aside from that.
Still hesistant ako kuhanin si A05s. Why? Hindi kasi ako nagpapalit ng phone every year. Yung phone ko na nasira ay vivo na mula pa 2019. So I think I could never go wrong between these two naman. It is just that I know na may mas better option for me between them. Aside from that, I read somewhere na dogshit daw performance ng lower end A series phone. Although I take it as a grain of salt dahil hindi ko naman alam kung ano use case nila kaya nila nasabi yun. And also since I am a casual user lang. Also, I am not sure kung good thing ba yung software (not security) update ng samsung sa mga lower end model since I also read na mas lalo daw bumabagal phone nila kapag inupdate(?). Pakiconfirm naman kung tunay.
Pumasok sa option ko si P55 5G since naka Dimensity 6080. Mas future-proof chipset niya naka 5G pa.
Still, mas pabor ako kay A05s. I will say 70% sa A05s, 30% sa P55 5G. Why? - I use banking and ewallet apps. Hence the concern in security - Software and security updates. I don't change phone often - Design and software mas premium ang dating sa akin
May mga happy user ba dito ng lower end model ng A series? Please share your experience
Thanks

Successor : u/tragerkrager
Hey everyone. I’ve been lurking on this page like for a year or so, having been into law of assumption and attraction for a few years. I've just recently had a massive success so I feel like I have to put my two cents in. Bear with me as this is a bit of a long story.
Summary: In November 2023 I quit my job. Went from living in the UK (not where I’m from but where I want to spend the rest of my life), good paying job in the industry (very, very, niche industry and I was at one of the best companies) to being unemployed, living with my parents in my home country. My job was located in a town (not London) I absolutely hated, but the job made it worth it.
Fun side note, before I got the job I wanted to be in London (where I’ve lived before and know I love) but kept telling people I was fine with anywhere in the country, so guess what turned up - dream job in a different part of the UK, far away from London. Anyway, I quit my job with the belief I was going to get THE job in London within like a month or so. This did not happen. Instead I spent 5 months unemployed, running up my credit cards, living with my parents in my home country. After 5 months things changed and within two more weeks I had my dream job, at my dream company, at a specific location in London I’ve been dreaming of working at for years, with a salary higher than anyone I know. All thanks to Neville.
Details: In October I affirmed for a week I was worthy of the career I wanted - and I ended up quitting my job out of nowhere, but I had a strong sense that this move was the right one. I happily put my furniture into storage and moved back with my parents (I’m in my mid/late twenties). I told people I’d rather waitress in London than work and live where I was. I went months unemployed, hating life and doubting Neville so much. It got to the point where I thought I was delusional and you were all wrong haha.
I also had an immigration deadline of 6 months, I could not be out of the UK for more than that without losing my immigration status. Hindsight should’ve just uncreated this. So the months go by and I have very few interviews but I do get one interview I really like. It’s at a massive bank although I’m not in finance I thought it could really suit me and with a yearly salary of 15,000 pounds more than I previously had. I don’t get it because I got too scared and mentally spooked it away. Essentially this job was exactly what I wanted, in the same finance district I’ve always wanted to work. The rejection really threw me off not getting it and I didn’t understand why.
So I thought, f* them, I’ll get a job at an even better bank (referred to as bank X now) with a salary of 20,000 more than I had before (which would mean a massive salary I actually could live really good on and get a decent flat with). No one I know who’s 2 years out of grad school earns that kind of money. It’s more money than both my parents earn. I got pissed and felt like if I’m creating my life I might as well throw in a massive salary.
Techniques: Anyway, months go by and I see my deadline (early May) approaching, throughout this time I’ve changed my mindset. I went from reading articles to reading Neville and implementing it (like you all say). I also read The Power of your subconscious mind by Joseph Murphy.

• I took walks where I pretended to be on the phone to my friends telling them about my new job and what was happening. Because I’ve lived abroad for many years, being on the phone telling my friends about my life felt the most natural to me. I would speak about my new job at X bank, and the salary, and other fun things like events I was attending etc. I mixed truth with future truth, so I would talk about seeing certain friends for drinks (like I always have in the past) and about my (future) job I loved.
• I did SATS, which took effort. I usually meditate every morning but I have always had issues sleeping. It took a good month of trying before I could get it right (we’re now at April ). But once I did, things just started to change. Suddenly there's all these jobs I can apply for. Like twenty a day. And my industry is very niche so this is unheard of. I was relaxing. I knew I had a job. I also did SATS in the morning and for roughly 1-2h every afternoon.
  • I know this is too much and I do not recommend anyone meditating the amount I was every day. Which would sometimes be like 4-5 hours spread out over the day. I got too obsessed but I had so much depending on it. That’s what I had to do in order to not go crazy about how I’d ruined my life, but please don’t go quit your job thinking you can think your way into a new one. Listen to Neville, do not force it. The morning of when I got the first job interview for bank X I had decided not to do SATS cause I just felt full, like the image of an overflowing glass of water.
• Something that also helped was having a different plan. I decided on a date to move back no matter job or money. I figured I could live with a friend and waitress. When I decided that, I still knew inside like that won’t actually happen, but it was like my brain relaxed more when it knew what the plan was instead of just waiting.
• I kept up with SATs and just discipline and mental diet. This was the main change for me. Treating every moment like a cross road instead of as a straight line of misery I had to “manifest my way out of.” Every moment your feelings dictate what you will experience next, there’s no set out plan of misery you can escape with this stuff. I stopped mentally reacting to the 3d and reminded myself as often as I could that this was all fake and just playing out from my own mind. I had reminders on my phone and every toilet visit went from cats on TikTok to YouTube shorts listening to Neville. The early months of unemployment I was doing similar things, but out of doubt and fear. Now it was just to keep me in the state of wish fulfilled.
• I journaled and changed my mindset about what this job actually would entail. I removed all the expectations of how it would be life-changing and all that. I just focused on having a job I was happy with, on a salary I could live good with.
• It’s just staying in the wish fulfilled for as often as you can, and it will harden into fact.
• I could suddenly see how I’d created everything, every moment every aspect. I stopped giving a shit about drama and people and who thought what of me. It’s all coming from me so there is no point in feeling fear. I am god.

Within two weeks of moving back to London I had a job offer at bank X, with the exact F* you salary I aimed for, the exact role, everything. And sure I was super happy when they called, but it felt so natural I almost didn’t call anyone to let them know. The last two weeks since I got it I haven’t been overjoyed and walked on clouds, no it’s just natural. But guess whose start date isn’t until 4-6 weeks so I have to waitress to get by until then. Everything does come true, even the bad stuff.
I hope this story makes some sense and can give someone hope and trust. I read basically every story on here throughout my unemployed months and I wanted to give back. Let me know if you have any questions or comments!! I’ll probably post something in the future about further thoughts and techniques as this experience taught me a lot. But for now I just wanted to share that I got the job!!