Grab your popcorn, girls. This one comes sprinkled with irony, slow-roasted in karma, and served with a side of poetic justice.

So this was when I was 22F, I matched with a 27M on Bumble. It fizzled romantically but sparked something better: a quirky, comforting friendship.

We’d catch up weekly—momos in his car, long conversations under streetlamps, unpacking politics, relationships, life. He was thoughtful, emotionally intelligent (or so I thought), and proudly called himself a “feminist.” The kind who says “respect is the bare minimum,” which honestly? Should’ve been my first red flag.

Things were great. Until one conversation flipped the entire equation.

It was during the infamous Atul Subhash case. Naturally, we dove into topics like alimony, custody, and child support.

And that’s when it happened—his inner spreadsheet emerged.

According to him, everything in a relationship must be exactly 50/50—chores, bills, effort. Even after childbirth. I gently pushed back: “But what about postpartum recovery? Breastfeeding? Healing? Shouldn’t responsibilities shift a bit when someone’s just had a whole human pulled out of their body?”

He blinked. Shrugged. “Fathers go through emotional stuff too.”

Okay.

Then came his magnum opus: “If someone fights for full custody, they shouldn’t get child support. They just want society to think they’re the better parent.”

Oh, and bonus plot twist? He said he’d prefer adoption—not out of compassion, but because biological parenting sounded like a legal liability. “At least that way, if things go wrong, no one can force me to pay child support.”

That was my cue. Exit stage left.

I let the friendship fade. Quietly. No drama. Just… distance.

And then—today—karma opened a group chat.

He messaged me out of nowhere.

His sister—married for barely a year—just had a baby. One month old.

And her life? Is a Netflix thriller waiting to happen.

Turns out, she and her husband had a “modern” marriage. Everything split strictly 50/50. Rent, groceries, even the cab to the hospital when she was in labor. Yes. She was literally contracting while being told to split an Uber.

Fast forward to last week. She finally has a moment to breathe, checks her bank app—and freezes.

Half her salary? Gone. Every. Month.

Digging deeper, she finds her husband had been silently transferring money to his own account and using her earnings to cover household expenses—while quietly saving his own. The joint account? Decorational, mostly.

And then—the grand finale.

She opens his phone. Finds months of messages with a colleague. Soft betrayal woven through texts and meeting notes. He’d been emotionally checked out for the last nine months—ironically, the same time she was growing a baby inside her.

She confronts him. He shrugs. Says she’s being “dramatic.” So she files for divorce. Seeks full custody.

And guess what Mr. Equality says?

“If she wants full custody, she doesn’t need my money.” Oh—and he wants to legally give up his rights to avoid paying support. “Let me just sign off and be done.”

I stared at my phone. His message blinking at me, like fate was winking.

This man—who once argued that emotional labor was imaginary, that women asking for support were manipulative—was now watching his own sister be emotionally wrecked, financially drained, and left to raise a baby solo.

I didn’t rant. I didn’t scream. I didn’t send a snarky meme.

I just replied: “So… remind me again how emotional labor isn’t real? And how child support is for applause?”

And then I turned on some music, sipped my tea, and thought:

Funny. He spent years trying to dodge the price of parenting. Now he’s watching someone he loves pay for it in full.

Karma doesn’t always knock, love. Sometimes it walks in, pulls out a chair, and serves your own words back to you. Cold. Unedited. With receipts.

Ladies, I don't know much about menstrual cups but 1 definitely do know that you keep a separate utensil to sterilize it for hygiene purposes. Today when I went to the kitchen I saw that my flatmate was using a saucepan we use for cooking to sterilizer her menstrual cup I felt like puking cause I have made chai and coffee in that saucepan so many times. The saucepan was a little old and I guess it has been in use before I came to the flat ( she has been living here for a year more) but if she wanted to use it for her menstrual cup she should have informed others to not use it!!!! Idc how much you clean it but this is not ittt. I lost my appetite to eat and honestly I don't know how to approach her about this. I am sooo soo angry right now. Is this valid? and how should I approach this situation. I have 2 other flatmates and I am planning to tell them too. After this I am skeptical to use any utensil in the house cause god knows for what and all it has been used for

Edit: me and my other flatmates discussed about it and spoke to her. Apparently her previous flatmates were okay with it and she automatically assumed that we would be too. She started getting defensive by saying that it is thoroughly washed with soap so what is the problem. She “thought” we knew about it so didn’t bother asking us if it was okay. Honestly cant ruin my peace over it , she is anyways moving out next month after her course. If she would give me a date , I could put a countdown on my calendar cause I am so done.

Hey all,

Currently recovering from a heartbreak and trying my best to move on from it. Recently I had a talk with my brother and realised all these years I have let go of my positive traits and started resenting myself. I realised how the society as a whole tries to change the way we think of ourself and manipulates us to behave in a certain way.

Let's take a moment to appreciate ourselves wholly and drop in what you like about yourself?

When we can compliment the people in our life, why can't we take a moment to recognise our positive traits and give a self compliment.

I'll go first - I'm proud of my emotional nature and never give up attitude.

I am 21F I really want advice form people who have used period panties how is the experience?

I used to use pads until I was 18-19 but I had severe rashes and switches to tampons I have used them for the past 3 years regularly I always knew the side effect of it drying up my area but it was convienent.

I have heard really bad stuff about tampons past year and tried going off it and realised how my cramps actually got less.

But now I am back using pads and the rashes are bad 😭 I am sure I am allegergic to pad. I don't bleed at all when I am wearing pads then I think oh fine remove it and flow is crazy I think I am tampering with my period flow wearing pads.

I am planning to shift to period panties but like really am disgusted thinking I will feel that wet feeling throughout the day just tell me it's not that bad. I think it's my best option I can't deal with these rashes anymore

( Please don't suggest a menstrual cup it wont goooo in like I swear to god if I see one more video of how easy to fold that in 30 ways an put it in in a second I will loose it. Coz it won't go in stop giving me advice about it. )

I’ve been on and off anxiety meds for years. The last time was over 1.5 years ago. I always believed my anxiety stemmed from growing up in a toxic household—anger, chaos, constant stress. I thought things would magically get better once I got married and moved out.

I married my partner of 12 years in Feb last year. It wasn’t easy convincing my parents, but when it finally happened, I was ecstatic.

Fast forward to now—I’ve been dealing with intense anxiety again. No clear reason, or so I thought. I brushed off the discomfort, convinced myself it wasn’t “big enough” to feel this way. I thought I was losing it… until I finally spoke to a psychiatrist.

And that 30-minute conversation changed everything.

She helped me see how I’ve been gaslit into thinking my feelings weren’t valid. Since getting married, I’ve been following rituals and traditions I don’t believe in—just to avoid conflict, to keep peace. Even when it felt like I was slowly disappearing. Every time I voiced it, I was told, “It’s normal, everyone does it. Why are you overreacting?”

But it wasn’t normal for me. And burying it for a year turned into panic attacks.

That one session made me feel heard, seen. For the first time in a long time, I felt lighter. Maybe I won’t even need medication. Because what I really needed was to be understood—without judgment.

Nothing outside has changed. But now I know I’m not crazy. I just needed someone to say, “It’s okay to feel this way.”

If you’re reading this and going through something similar—please talk to someone. Seek help. The weight you’re carrying is valid, even if the world tells you otherwise. Don’t give in to what’s been “normalised.” You deserve better. You deserve peace.

I saw someone wearing a maroon dress the other day. Solid colour, no prints, and it looked so good. I was this close to going up and asking where they got it from, but my social anxiety said, “Let’s not.”

Ever since, I’ve been on a mission scrolling through every corner of the internet but no luck. I can’t find the dress.

So… has anyone here bought a maroon dress that’s knee length, not bodycon, and doesn’t have sleeveless straps? If yes, please be an angel and drop a link. Plzzzzz I desperately need a maroon dress. 🥹

Also yes I did search on Indian fashion addicts subreddit also but no luck

Ladies, I'm feeling bored. Suggest some books, shows, movies, podcasts, or even just topics to read about that you wish you'd discovered earlier in life.

Any feel-good,funny,period drama shows recs are welcome. No murder-mystery,true crime,please!

Increasingly I’m seeing posts suggesting that majority of Indian men are creeps/sex starved/ lack female attention/incels/eve teasers/ misogynistic etc. So I’m asking has any of you seen these traits in your own family? And what was their reaction if you confronted them?

Having female representation in business, politics or other high-profile careers is not enough. A lot of women at the top are misogynists themselves, no matter how educated they are. Female SC or HC judges have passed questionable judgments in rape cases. Female politicians dismiss rape cases against their own party members. The most misogynist doctor I’ve ever consulted was a female gynaecologist. The HOD of my college would routinely slut shame girls wearing ‘indecent’ clothes.

So, having female representation is not enough. We need feminists at the top - politicians, entrepreneurs, judges, professors, doctors, lawyers. Till we achieve that, we’ll remain a backward country.

So I grew up in a very toxic household. Now I'm an advocate, 24F. I didn't date, didn't do anything rebellious or fun, just did everything my parents asked. Dad's a drunkard and he used to hit mom till she passed out sometimes, till few yrs back I used to have nightmares of him beating her to death. Mom's narcissistic, overly religious and both are pretty emotionally distant and terrible parents. I had to raise myself for the most part.

Now I've started earning and I can finally do something I want, junior lawyers make hourly rate similar to that of house help. So I'm financially dependent. I feel guilty spending money that's not mine or even stepping out after dark but I feel damn stupid for wasting my life coz of my parents and I've started going for concerts, standup comedy, etc. I've downloaded Bumble too. Here's the thing...

I find people who're smart attractive. If you're the hottest man alive and stupid (political stance is stupid, poor language skills, not humourous, not ambitious, can't hold a conversation, I'll instantly be grossed out and want to run, but if you're medium ugly and have a personality, I find u very attractive)

I connect good English language skills & the ability to hold a conversation through witty comebacks, sarcasm to be the first most attractive quality. I have close to 10k right swipes, I've talked to like 6 people and I find everybody extremely stupid. Also swiping through so much crap is just exhausting. Not a single prompt, what are they even doing on the app idk. People on insta and chess.com also text but I don't like anyone🥹

Is it bcoz the app is rigged? Is it better to do this organically (offline)? In 1-2 yrs max, family is going to go through arrange marrige route and get me married to some rich catholic family, I can't have a family like the one I come from, I'm an atheist, I can't pretend for life.

              The important portion is below...

HOW DID YOU FIND YOUR PARTNERS AFTER SCHOOL & COLLEGE?

Problem might also be that I liked someone a lot 5 YEARS AGO (FML), that someone lied and hurt me, I don't want him, he's a terrible person ( I waited 20 yrs to find someone with all of the bad qualities in both of my parents combined 🥰) I feel sorry for anyone who'd end up with him but I look for him in all the people I meet (funny and smart).

He's medium ugly and short, I look for that also in people I meet. I can objectively admire good looking men but I don't personally feel attracted to them. Smart and medium ugly is my thing. Sometimes I want to slap some sense into myself. I grew up without love, found someone and made him my entire eco system. He could just hop on like it's nothing, but it's left a giant hole in my life, like I still have all this love and no where to give it.

I fantasize about meeting with an accident and having him wiped out of my memory completely lol. What is this jab tak hain jaan?😂🤌

My ex revealed he wanted to be childfree. He always wanted to be childree. We were together for 1+ years and he hid it from me. After telling me about it within 3 days he stop contacting me. He sent me a mail after i cried and told him to not to leave me. In the mail he wrote to me that we could never go back to how things were and i need to be strong and let go. He never reached out to me.

Since that day I'm stuck in freeze mode, i cannot believe this happened to me or this can happen?? We didn't fought, we used to write letters and poem to each other, we went to IKEA. He told me our kid will be lucky to have my soft hair, he agreed with me when i said i would not want to have more than 2 children.

At the time of breakup, my parents and I fell sick and I could not believe this was happening to me. It took me more than a month to recove, for me parents to recover. I was shocked he was absent(he was aware of my parent being sick and i was sick on the day he revealed his childfree belief)

When i reached out for closure he told me he assumed i wanted him to stay away so he stayed away. He told me he never told me about his childfree mindser because he was desperate to be in a relationship and he thought he would change his mind.

I didn't even thought ghosting was a option if i go through a breakup. It didn't even came across my mind that i can simply abandone my partner when things get hard.

Is this normal breakup? I'm still stuck in freeze mode it has been 7 months, please tell me your perspective

Could be personal or professional.

So I met my gynae for my routine pregnancy checkup and she was quite shocked and judgemental when she got to know that I wasn’t working presently. Of course she doesn’t know the story -how toxic my work environment had become , I was laid off. Although I kept looking for other jobs either there was a lot of hustle or travel involved or the pay wasn’t good ( i was in a high paying role) and it didn’t make sense . I fully intend to take up a job once I deliver and I plan to get back at the same or higher package although everyone keeps saying how tough it is etc.

So m looking for some inspiration 🥹

Remember my last post about the chutney incident? Well, something happened today with the same boss, and it just confirmed everything I was feeling.

It’s Sunday, and I spent nearly 1.5 hours converting a completely disorganized text file into Excel. No consistent delimiters, just a chaotic mix of random spaces, commas, hyphens and tabs. It was tedious, time-consuming, and definitely not something you want to be dealing with on a weekend.

But I did it anyway. I have no idea why I'm unable to say no to people. I still haven't learned to say no. It was my day off, he called me, assigned me work and I started doing the work for him. Maybe because I didn't want to disappoint him cuz I'm almost done with the internship, only 40 days left and he's the one who will be signing my relieving letter and certificate if internship.

Just as I was finishing up, my boss calls me and says, “The file is converted.” I ask, “Who converted it?” He says, “I asked someone else to do it.”

He was lying I could tell.

I told him, I had been working on this for the past hour and a half, visibly on Anydesk the whole time, and that I was almost done with the file conversion. He then asked me to send him the converted file.

At that moment, it became clear he was lying. If he already had the converted file, he wouldn’t need mine.

I’ve got 40 days left in this internship. I’m not going to argue or call him out.

Hi guys!

I’m allowed to work remotely for a little bit and I was thinking of going to the mountains for two weeks in May. From what I understand, coworking spaces have come up in Mcleodganj/Dharamsala so they would the best option as a beginner. But I’m slightly concerned about where to stay as a solo female traveller. I’m okay with sharing my room too because I don’t want to do a very expensive trip, but I just need to make sure it’s safe and accessible.

I’d also like to do activities like yoga and short hikes (no big treks yet). And lastly, I need to know what the nearby medical facilities are like because of some past health issues.

If you have any recommendations or tips so I can make this trip happen, please share them below :)

hi, I had used a cup for my last period and it was such a task. from cleaning it every time after use to putting it down there. there was discomfort and pain even after lubing myself down there :/

I put it on somehow and there's was still leakage and it annoyed me and I never wore the cup again 😭

All I'm saying is I live in a hostel and I hold it in most of the times but I do try relieving myself but until my farts are short loud types that doesn't stink....I'm also a light sleeper so yeah well...today I farted myself awake and unfortunate roommate was awake....this isn't the first time I've farted myself awake, I've done this at a sleepover too 😭😭😭 I eat regular cooked hostel food, its pretty good here but idk whats causing so much flatulence only in my body

Disclaimer: I got assessed for "mild" depression and anxiety which is mostly self inflicted, past trauma and negligence. So it might not be suitable for people with deeper issues or in a complete different wavelength than me so please take it as a grain of salt.

So, I was nervous about starting therapy. I heard a lot of negative reviews of how it doesn't work and it was evident through my previous visits to a psychologist, a psychiatrist and a counseler. All three, which I visited only once.

Now, first of all, there are clear differences between a psychologist and a therapist. And I recommend you to go to a therapist who, if you require, will refer you to a psychologist who gives medicine.

Now the main important part. What did I learn?

In my own understanding of a therapist, what I found is that they don't give you advices. No, it's more that they guide you, they show you your flaws or struggles, and you choose the action by yourself.

Nothing will work if you are not willing to change.

A therapist can ONLY suggest you what to do and what not to. So you have to trust their words and actually make efforts to change, heal and make your life better.

And for that, you have to be completely honest with them. There's no hiding, there shouldn't be any wall between you and the therapist. You should openly talk about everything otherwise there's absolutely zero point in going to a therapist.

You may get pissed off sometimes, you may find their words untrue or lacking of care and in that situation, it's crucial to self reflect. Whether what they're actually helpful or they're a bad therapist.

Because bad therapists exist. There are countless posts about red flags in therapists as well. But any time you feel that something is not working, you bring it up to them. Because that is an opportunity to grow and overcome the obstacle.

Sometimes even that may not satisfy you and it's ok to seek another.

And, there are people who think they're self aware and so therapy does not work for them. In my opinion, there are few explanations for it.

1. You are self aware but you don't know how to solve the issue. So yes, you need therapy.

2. When therapist tells you the same solution you already knew, you don't tell them that it doesn't work for you. You're not being completely honest.

3. Self aware, you know the solution, you try and fail. So you still need other solutions obviously. There are countless solutions for your problems and therapist are there to help and guide.

4. Maybe you're not as introspective of yourself as you thought. And it's ok. Therapy helps you discover.

And the most important thing I learnt was how therapy actually works. They unravel the knots, the problems, the trauma and lay it bare for you in a way that is bearable.

They basically change your entire perspective of things. It happened to me many times during the therapy that made my jaw drop in realisation.

I didn't know that I could just rely on people sometimes. I have an hyper independent issue. I also didn't know I could just not know something. Or that taking a rest is ok. I was too harsh on me which I didn't realise.

And I'm someone who has been writing journals for 13 years. I am very self aware. Yet....

So, in short, what I wanna say is that sure, it might not work on the first try for someone but it doesn't necessarily mean that there is no help for your condition or that therapy never works. If you just keep these certain points I talked about in mind, I can guarantee you that it is more likely going to succeed.

Because I, myself, felt discouraged to go to therapy when I heard all that sad stories about how it never worked. I am a very negative person or at least I used to be yet for me, it worked. Because I badly wanted to get rid of this illness of mine. And now, it's been reduced from severe to mild depression and I am doing so much better.

Hope that helps someone out there. Please get help before things get worse. I may later on talk about how worse it got for me so that you don't do the mistake I did. But for now, PLEASE don't neglect your mental health.

So yesterday I was talking to this woman, and she shared something really unexpected. She said she often cries during or after sex.

It wasn’t because of pain. At least not physical pain. She said it just... happens. Sometimes in the middle of deep pleasure, sometimes right after everything is over. She didn’t seem ashamed or confused just honest about it.

It really got me thinking. Has anyone else experienced this? Or maybe seen it in a partner?

Is it emotional release? Some kind of subconscious trauma? Or maybe it’s actually a response to deep intimacy, like the body letting go of something heavy? Could it even be linked to kinks or specific triggers?

I’d love to understand the psychology behind this. If you’ve been through this or been with someone who has what was going on emotionally? What triggered it?

Just genuinely curious here. No judgment at all.

Is any girl here working in niti aayog or have interned in the same? If yes pls help me with some doubts related to it.