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i was proposed to but there are a lot of red flags and i’m really having some doubts. for starters it was an impulse proposal and i wouldn’t have wanted my engagement photos where i was dressed the way i was. he let me leave the house looking like absolute shit and only posted the ugliest photo. the other photos i don’t have a double chin. other girls have best friends that take them to do nails and secretly get them ready. a female friend was there and knew and didn’t do anything to help me with my appearance beforehand. he bought the rings there. i don’t know if he thinks i’m fat but my ring is sized so poorly i can’t wear it and we’ve been turned down so far at the shops we’ve taken the rings to because they don’t work with cheap metal or rings they didn’t sell there. like it’s not a size too big it’s dangling off my finger and i have no idea why he thought my finger would be so huge it makes me want to cry. my friends are all furious for me. he doesn’t make that much money it’s true but he could have gotten me a real ring. and then i came home. and i found out his ex got proposed to the same day. the same. day. and she had been aware of it and had a spa day with her friends and a gorgeous engagement shoot and party with loved ones. and it’s not even her real engagement party. hes talking about whether or not i think she’ll send him the announcement “to rub it in”. they have mutual friends and i can’t help wonder if my engagement was a last minute response to her engagement so he could post ours first? she had a professional photographer and mailed out announcements before she posted online about it. my engagement photo shoot was also an impulse - we were on a walk with a friend and he snapped some pictures and we called it an engagement shoot. my ex had been talking about his exes prissy snobby etc engagement and i think our friend felt bad for me. since then, he’s disappeared inside himself. he’s on the computer all day. he wouldn’t even pay attention to me right after at my dads birthday party, just sat in a lawn chair in his stupid yellow shirt drinking beer after beer scrolling on his phone occasionally hiding his phone screen trying not to make eye contact with me. we had a talk about it and i said i wasn’t insecure and my friends have been supportive and game with me when he won’t. he got jealous and has been making an effort to join in now and NOW he has a problem with screen time and wants to go out. to places he used to go with his ex or placePost too long. Click here to view the full text.

how would you feel if a tranny stole your boyfriend?

post for nona’s in dead bedroom situations

i’ll start:
my nigel and i had sex a lot when we first got together. he was posted on a website for bad dates and he struggled meeting anyone on the apps for years because of a bad hookup who tried to ruin his life. he was very horny and was excited i was the first girl actually into roleplay during sex. we would come up with convoluted storylines and characters. most of our initial relationship was roleplay; we lived and had sex as our characters. eventually though he ran out of ideas and stopped liking mine. i can tell he’s tried to humor me but he is very impatient and he has trouble hiding when he doesn’t like something. his face gets very tense but expressionless and he won’t make eye contact. he doesn’t really want to put the work in to engage with me like that anymore which is fine. but our sex life sucks now. i at least used to get excited by the lead up to it and we would roleplay all day at work come home and have sex. now the lack of foreplay is dreadful. using lube is not the same. he uses me like a flesh light before he gets out of bed and before he goes to sleep and that’s it. when i speak up about it or his friends tease him about his PC being his waifu he’ll make an effort but it never lasts. his heart is never in it. he tells me he loves me just the way i am but he has never loved me the way i am. our entire relationship is spent either fully in cosplay and roleplaying, ignoring each other gaming separately entirely or doing a sort of socially appropriate “ha what would our OCs act like in this situation” covert almost disney bound type day to day roleplaying. he has literally no interest in me outside of these things and having a gf again after years. he has never loved me for me or even wanted me. he made me invent a new person to be that was more interesting to him because i bore and repulse him so much. he would rather watch porn these days. i’m worried hes found other girls online to larp with instead. he’s even made me have sex with a mandolorian helmet on. tell me - if someone loves me the way i am, why do i have to cover my face?

Thread to vent about crazy bpd people you know who have ruined your life or ask for advice on how to deal with them/ understand why they do what they do.

I'll go first. So I stopped talking to the bpd months ago after having had enough of her crazy bullshit, lies and vile skinwalking. I forgot she even existed. All was well. Until all of a sudden, a couple days ago, she contacts my closest and oldest friend out of fucking nowhere, in order to """befriend""" her.

They don't know each other, have nothing in common, live really far away from each other. They have only met each other ONCE.
The only reason they are even aware of each other's existence is because of when I briefly introduced them one day over a year ago (I was on an outing with my friend and bpd happened to be in the area…)

ONE DAY. Not even a whole 24 hours, we were there with bpd for 2 hours max. So bpd has only interacted with my friend for a grand total of 2 hours, over a year ago.

SO WHY THE FUCK IS SHE CONTACTING HER OUT OF NOWHERE? I don't understand? Why? Why now? Why would the bpd, who has an entire life (her own friends, classmates, colleagues, nigel, etc.) contact the closest friend of some chick(me) who hasn't even spoken to her in 3 months? What the fuck does she want?

I don't want this crazy freak to swoop in and steal my one fucking friend… She even seems to be skinwalking me since my friend was gushing about how 'similar' the bpd is to me. That's sickening to think about because last time I spoke to the bpd, I was thinking about how she was just too different from me and insufferable. I didn't even have the heart to tell my friend the truth.

Hi nonas
I really need help
I really like this guy and he really likes me, we spend all of our time together to a downright obsessive degree, and ive never really experienced something like this because i was not very appealing to boys growing up. But now, Im having trouble going forward with him

He is still hung up kn a girl he dated a year and a half ago. Usually this would immediately turn one away from pursuing anything, but he is so tied to my hip that i dont doubt his affections for me. But he does say things that worry me, I fear I cant shape up to this girl that he had a really thrilling romance with, everytime he mentions her I feel like he misses her more and more. He mentions how nice she was to him, and how well they understood eachother, and it is so affectionate. I am so sad, these days, I cry a lot, but he also freaks out if he feels like I’m upset with him or just disappointed with him, I dont doubt he loves me, but i dont think he will ever love me as much as he loves this other girl. I am really autistic and i have troublr understanding other people on a degree like that. They havent spoken in a year but its still like this.

I feel so stupid and dumb and immature, i feel like a failure of a woman, im 22 and I’ve never had a boyfriend, so this is my first time experiencing soemthing like this. Am I desperate? what should I do?

Am I a bad person? I always lurk here and read the posts from the nonas, but I don’t really feel anything. I understand the reactions and emotions of people who suffered harm and want to do harm, but the only thing I can do is come up with a very generic opinion about it. I don’t think I’m a psychopath because I do feel remorse for things, but they’re usually petty and small things. Like, I cringe and feel awful every time I remember that I didn’t share my cold tea with my grandmother when she asked how it tasted, I almost cry whenever I think about that. But I felt nothing when I broke up with my ex and left him stranded in the middle of another town he didn’t know anything about.

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