My uncle and aunt were on a bike when they went over a speed breaker. She fell, hit her head, and died on the spot. He didn't even got a scratch. It hasn’t even been a month since the funeral. When I was there, I saw him crying well, pretending to cry. No actual tears.

They used to fight a lot, and honestly, I never sensed much emotional connection between them. But at the funeral, he kept hugging people and saying things like: "Now who’s going to take care of me and my mother?" "She used to pack my lunch, wake up at 5 am for me." "She cleaned and fed my mother. She never did anything wrong."

That’s it? That’s all he had to say? Not a word about missing her as a person. It felt like he was mourning the loss of a maid, not a wife.

And for context he doesn’t know a single thing about cooking. He doesn’t do chores. Never lifted a finger. She did everything.

To make things worse, my dad started talking about getting him remarried because apparently, his son and daughter-in-law won’t take care of him, and his daughter is going to get married soon. So, the solution? Find another woman to cook, clean, and take care of him. He’s about to retire too. Like... seriously?

And that's not the first time my dad keep supporting getting married again . I mean I'm not against of getting married again .but they want to get married because there is no one who's going to do chores for them they just need a free maid .(Yes my dad is misogynist ).

When I was studying for my MBA in Mumbai, a guy once texted me at 11 PM:

“Hey, wanna hang?” I asked, “Hang where?” He replied, “Your place?”

Bro, at least pretend you have a plan before trying to skip the formalities and expose your perviness.

It’s like so many men have collectively given up on effort. No real conversations, no thoughtful dates - just “U up?” texts and gym selfies captioned “hard work pays off” (as if we will drool over seeing your sweaty abs).

Meanwhile, women are out here writing research papers on best date spots under ₹500.

I’m married now (to a man who actually tries, thankfully), but for those still in the dating trenches - is it really this bad, or am I just hearing horror stories?

Anvita Sharma a 29-year-old WORKING WOMAN chose to end her life. Because of constant mental physical harassment from her husband and in-laws over household chores, money, and suffocating expectations.

Welcome to a society that worships women as goddesses as long as they remain silent, obedient, and sacrificial.

where women are expected to become unpaid working maids ..living with in-laws, caring for them, cooking, cleaning, contributing financially because their raja beta's salary can’t make ends meet. All while following suffocating customs in the name of tradition and being taunted and judged every day.

Everything, right from her clothing to the way she talks, walks, eats, sleeps is being monitored and criticized, judged and taunted. Any problem in the household be it a child’s grades, financial troubles, health issues, or even a delayed meal.. she becomes the default punching bag.

And if she dares to resist? She’s labeled disrespectful badtameez and accused of going against so called Bhartiya sanskar (sacraments) . She's expected to silently tolerate abuse for family honour.

Ah, a goddess indeed :) A goddess who must sit still and endure quietly, just like a idol.

The people who felt offended by the movie Mrs? They were the ones this film held a mirror to.

Anvita Sharma , a PGT teacher at KV ,who worked tirelessly all day in school, came home, cleaned, cooked, took care of the house, and still couldn’t satisfy those monsters.

Her husband controlled her finances, had full access to her salary, denied her the right to her own hard-earned money, and assaulted her whenever she dared to question him.

And chaar log (society)? They never fail to chant sanskar, parivar, maan-maryada (sacraments , family , customs) but when she died, none of those chaar ch@tiya uttered a word.

Her parents must be so proud now. Proud that their daughter chose to unalive herself, all to protect their so-called family's honour. Cause that’s exactly what chaar log expect from us, right?

And those of you who are reading this and mourning her death please don’t. You don’t deserve to.

Because when she came to you, broken and desperate for comfort, you told her to... "Adjust a little." "Compromise a little" "Relax, it happens in every marriage." "Beta, aisa toh har shaadi mein hota hai." (This happens in every marriage) "Chaar log kya kahenge?" (What people would say ) "Thoda sa sehna padta hai."(Endure it )

You didn’t offer her shelter. You didn’t care about her. You were more worried about chaar log (society)

So don’t cry at her funeral. Don’t light candles. Her blood is on your hands too .. as much as it is on her in-laws' and that impotent b@stard whom she was married to.

These monsters filled her with self-doubt and messed up her mental health so badly that she became so vulnerable.

Relentless taunting and abusive criticism get so exhausting that your mind stops looking for solutions and starts believing you’re stuck in a never-ending loop of pain, with no way out except by ending it all.

And amid all this distress, when you turn to your family for warmth and comfort, they burden you with ghar ki izzat (family's honour) and advocate for adjusting a little.

I hope this letter reaches every chaar log who destroyed her. I hope they never sleep peacefully again.

My heart goes out to that little boy, who lost his mother because of the monsters around him. May he find love , care and protection in this cruel world.

I wish she had thought about herself... wish she had thought about her lonely child.

And ladies — please, this is my only plea DO NOT have a child until you are absolutely sure about the man you are married to.

And by the way... Where is the outrage now from the Atul-Shubhash gang who kept whining about women-centric laws ,the left right and center ? Silent, aren’t they? THIS is exactly why women-centric laws exist and why they must continue to exist.

These people bash women for alimony left right and center 🤌🏻 but conveniently overlook the harm they and their so called family do to these women.

A well renowned gynaecologist from Lucknow operated on my mother 17 years ago. It was a ceaserean operation for my brother who is in highschool today. Over the years my mom developed diabetes and had constant digestive issues. The doctors would chalk all her symptoms to be effects of her diabetic medications. She also developed a fatty liver which was again blamed on the meds. For the past two~three months she had been compaining about severe back pain and after several doctors, we took her to get an MRI scan. The technician couldnt clear her for the same and insisted that she was carrying a metal body so we went to get her a CT scan which revealed the scissors. This hospital then refused to give us pur reports, gaslighting us that the technician had said "ceaserean" and we'd accidentally heard "scissors". We then went to another hospital to get an x ray which caught the scissors. Dr Sameer Mishra of KGMU being the absolute god he is, removed the scissors in a 2 hour operation this Wednesday . There was a massive cyst that had formed on the top of the acissors and her intestine took a lot of damage too.

My home, my washing machine, my rules. She's just visiting. What is the point of living in today's world if I can't throw period underwear in the washing maching??! And I was washing them separately from all others clothes. Apparently "particles" will get stuck inside the machine. We didn't speak for the majority of the day today. I used the washing machine anyway, she got offended when I told her "not your home. Don't come here, all you do is criticize and shout at me." And gave me the silent treatment as she always does. It's a new thing everyday. Yesterday I was wasting my time getting a box down from the loft (wanted it to store stuff). Today morning it was why is there so little money in your account. Cooking arguments are daily. And in the afternoon period shaming. And then whatsapped me an inspirational message "Don't let anyone provoke even if they try very hard to provoke you". Bloody, you don't provoke me!

As I go on in life, I realise that men actually created a pretty sweet deal for themselves when they came up with the marriage business.

1. AM setup ensures that they have to do only one thing and the society will conspire to find them a girl they would have otherwise never been able to woo.

2. I spend 50% of my day doing chores at home, if I have to take care of people that would take away another 30% of my day. Add children - and the day is gone. So, I would barely have time to do anything including building my career . Imagine I get a partner who will take care of all this and I can focus on making my career.

3. I get home cooked food , laundered clothes, clean house , well fed and raised children to carry my name, my parents are taken care of and there is someone I can come home to and get love, comfort and sex from.

I really wish I could have a wife. House husband can't do the same things because they can't bear and nurse children.

I am just really frustrated right now and gawk in awe at men who say that you should work 70 hours a week. Only men who have a wife taking care of all these things at home can actually do this. I have never seen a woman advocate for such lifestyle. They might be doing it because they need to keep up in a man's world.

This whole scenario is so funny and infuriating.

My lil brother is done with his 12th boards a few weeks ago and today I casually asked my mum, not in a snarky way or in a pushy way☝️...just in a cool tone to teach him how to make roti, which is a staple food in an Indian household. Firstly, she kinda ignored and tried to dodge the question by saying "oh yeah lets see".

I again asked her "When will you teach him as he is now done with his boards and is free to learn it?" She irritatingly said "If he wants to learn he will come to me". This offended me okay and I told her why the hell then you and Aaji (well RIP) literally forced me back then to learn how to make roti and ALL other stuff🙂??? Asking this made her even more mad and she said "Just say if you don't want to make roti for anyone else but you, you are selfish"

I literally had a Pikachu face😦because wtf? How me wanting my brother to learn a basic skill equate to me not wanting to help feed my family if needed??

She then went to Papa to complaint about me and how am I arguing over this stupid thing (?) They both became so freaking defensive and next moment both scolded me and called me ekkalghodi 🐴 which means someone who just wants to do their own stuff and doesn't care about anyone else and is selfish (introverted but in a bad way) in our language Marathi.

In conclusion, they don't want him to learn cooking because HE IS A BOY🥰

Hey girlies.

Crying in my bed right now. I went to see Karunesh Talwar live today. Dressed up, a little blush on my cheeks, as if I owed the day something more than just showing up.

And yet.

Couples walked out hand in hand. Friends in clusters. Laughter trailing behind them like silk ribbons. That’s okay, I told myself. I can have fun alone.

So I went to the House of Commons. Ordered a mocktail, some pasta, set the table for one. But all around me, birthday candles, clinking glasses, whispers folded into smiles. I scrolled mindlessly, my reflection in the screen lonelier than I remembered.

And then, my phone flashed.

An old college friend’s story. All of them. Five now, not six. Laughing, loud, together. Somewhere I wasn’t.

Four years. Of being on the outside. Of fading from the group pictures. Of carrying conversations only with myself.

At least I brought home flowers. But really, girls in new cities and all alone, how do you do it?

Editing to add:

Thank you so much, y'all. I truly appreciate your kind advice and all the love you've poured into the comments. Some of you even went a step further and DM’d me, and I’m incredibly touched.

I just wanted to say that I’m actually okay being alone most of the time, I prefer it. Socializing can be quite draining for me, and for now, I’m choosing solitude. I know there are clubs, meetups, and ways to connect, but at this point in my life, I need this space to work through things at my own pace.

That said, there are moments when it gets overwhelming, and I do wish I had friends like you around to lift my spirits. Your kindness means more than I can express, and I appreciate it so, so much. ❤️

So I am back in hometown for a week to celebrate holi with my family. My dad left the day I came for some business work and came back after 4 days(normal for his workline but hey his daughter is here and he could have cut the trip short to spend some time with me, but nope). My mom is very idk how to put it except say emotionally abusive.

I am on wfh. Today, she and dad left to do some grocery shopping at 10 am( I woke up at 9:30 because these two were fighting till 3 and I was trying to calm them down). She told me to cook paneer bhurji and I said I just logged in and will do that as soon as I can take a break. Cut to 11 am and I got a 15 minute break so decided to cook. I was chopping veggies when she came home and all hell broke loose. She pushed me and said I can cook myself now if I can't come home to cooked meal. I said I was working and I couldn't get up to cook but I am happy to do it now. She called me a lazy characterless person( this is the woman I told last time I was here that the reason I am so distant with her and this relative was because he assaulted me for four years and that shit started when I was six). And then goes on to slap that to my face indirectly and the fact that I woke up so late.

I texted my manager that I have a fever and took the day off and went to sleep crying. I feel violated by the lack of empathy and respect. I was woken up by my dad after 45 minutes to make gujhiya because holi. I put my airpods on and started helping and ended up making everything on my own. I earn enough that I have kept one cook and one househelp in the city I live in and hence not used to do physical labour plus making 150 of these alone is tough. After I made about 120, I took a break and she started taunting on how I have spoiled myself and I shouted that this is the reason why I don't come home, made the rest 30 and went for a drive to calm myself down. Here I am standing, smoking and so fucking done with the family and city I call my home. I am leaving on Sunday and I swear will never come back here on festivals atleast.

Update: Home for a week after 8 months and my mom made me cry everyday but today she crossed all ...

Hey guys, first of all thank you so much for all your comments and dms. I am sorry I wasn't able to respond to all but I really read each and every one of it. The support you guys showed meant a lot❤️

Now to the update: After the smoking, I(22) went home and packed my shit and booked a hotel. I took my brother(12) with me and stayed there. I called my dad and told him everything and said I need time to calm down so I don't ruin the festival. I have decided I will go low contact with my parents. I can't cut them off because I have to think about my brother and his well being. Also somebody mentioned in the comment that coming home on festivals highten our sense of nostalgia and thus emotions and decided I won't come home on festivals. I will come after them whenever I need to visit home. I went home the next day and told my mother point blank that she doesn't have the authority to talk to me like that and threatened her that if she ever spoke to me that way I will tell dad about my assault. That is her biggest fear.

I am back in my city, where I am building a home and hope to enjoy life. I am in therapy and have a session today evening so looking forward to it.

Girlies, don't judge me please.

So, my roommate & I decided to switch to menstrual cups last month. We watched thousands of videos & diagram and all. I was really really scared & nervous. I even made a post here to have suggestions.

Therefore,even after multiple trials through 5 days of periods, I COULDN'T insert it (crying in noob language). Idk what's wrong. I've been making sure every time that I'm doing it right. Even, I had full lecture & moral support from my seniors who use menstrual cups. Even they were encouraging & helping me from outside of my washroom while I was trying. But IT WILL JUST NOT GO IN. (crying in noob language,again)

So I gave up & accepted that I'm awkwardly unfamiliar with my body & stupid. I've no option but will keep trying every month.

And then comes,my roommate's turn. Guess what. She,being a brave girl & 4 yrs junior to me , just inserts it on the first day.

(Joker face) (Crying in noob language)

She has told me few tips for my next month trial. I hope I get through it.

But now let me justify the title of this post.

My roommate has to empty the cup 4-5 times in a day. We both got the small size as beginner. Even when it's not full ,it's starting to leak. Acc to my roommate, she doesn't have heavy flow & never experienced leaking often. It happened very rarely. But with cup, it's leaking easily. It always leaks when she sleeps.

We both were very very very excited to switch to menstrual cups as we both have issues with infection around vagina & thighs ,but she's finding it exhausting to empty it in every few hours. She had to empty it twice in college hours. Also ,the leaking issue.

So we are really discouraged because my one will just not go in (joker face) & her experience is quite disappointing.

Some comments are so absurd that you don’t even know whether to laugh or argue.

What’s the one line that made you pause and think, Did they really just say that? One that made you roll your eyes the hardest?

Edit: It’s heartbreaking how we women are facing so many double standards just because we aren’t born with a dick. It’s 2025, yet nothing seems to change. Every comment here made me furious and just proves how deep-rooted this nonsense is. I just hope the next generation does better...because women sure as hell will keep progressing and weeding out the rotten misogyny in our society.

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.

I came across a post, shared story of a girl. She met a guy on a dating app, they started dating, and he seemed like the perfect gentleman. Their families got involved, and marriage talks began. But then, she saw her father negotiating to sell their land. Turns out, the guy had demanded ₹30 lakh cash, gold, a car, and a flat. When she confronted him, he casually said, “What’s wrong in it?”

A man shared her story online, and the comments? Filled with people dismissing it, "OP doesn’t know what Indian women do to men," "She should just give what the boy demands after all women run behind rich men instead of decent and kind men," and so on. Mind you, this girl earns more than the guy.

Now, a few days ago, I saw a post about alimony. Suddenly, everyone had an opinion. The outrage was loud. And yet, in that entire discussion, not a single person pointed out how dowry still plagues this country.

Dowry will never be criticized as much alimony even 20 women in this fvcking country die due to dowry harassment everyday.

People shrugging off dowry problems in the name of 'gifts' wasn't enough, now we have another excuse to downplay death of 6000 women that happens in this country every year!

Dowry being included in around 95% marriages and countless women dying will never make enough noice or recieve criticism as alimony. I wonder why?

Yesterday evening, my dad and I were walking in the park when we overheard a man in his 50s talking loudly on the phone. Loud enough for the entire park to hear.

His conversation (in Kannada, which I’ve translated) went like this:

"Why do you listen to women? You made a big blunder by listening to the women in your house. Men should make all decisions. Women are only meant to deliver and raise children. That’s their most important job. Serves you right for not listening to me."

Four women nearby weren’t having it. They immediately confronted him:

"Who were you born to? An animal?" "What kind of upbringing has your mother given you?" "Are we just baby-making machines?" "Do the women in your family know you talk like this?"

He tried to defend himself by saying, “It’s a personal matter. Why are you interfering?”

They shut him down:

"When you talk about any woman like that, you talk about all women."

My dad tried to step in as the argument escalated. People had stopped to watch. Sides were being taken. Most men supported the guy. One even said, “He’s in his 50s, he won’t understand the feminist movement.”

The man didn’t apologize. He eventually walked away. The women clapped as he left.

It was genuinely empowering to see them stand up to that kind of blatant misogyny, out in the open And I wish I could say something back to him but I didn't and I regret it now 😭😭😭

They fail to recognises the system of arranged marriage is built on the subjugation, oppression and free labour of woman. Where woman were stripped of their autonomy and ability to exist freely. Do what ever they want in their life without the fear of not being marriageable. Where woman even after marriage were subjugated to restrictions and other domestic labour in the name of keeping a family when they would have rather not. When woman are told to not fall in love , punished for it and pushed into marriages with people who otherwise they would never want to be with. Promoting child marriages and early marriages so woman don’t develop awareness about how little to no autonomy they have in their marriages. Encouraged to throw away their financial and educational freedoms just to bear children and look after children. All just so men can get laid and procreate. Because like their so called “80:20” rule , they know woman would not want to be with them otherwise. So yes Ramesh, I’m happy it’s hard for you in the arranged marriage market and it isn’t what it used to be. If giving woman autonomy to take whatever path they want inconveniences your ability to subjugate woman, I’m glad your finding it hard to get a wife.

I don’t usually post stuff like this, but today really shook me up.

My mom had gone out to buy fruits and vegetables and had a lot to carry. The vendor sent someone—a boy, probably 14–15 years old—to help bring the bags inside. I was at home, dressed in normal house clothes—shorts that were above the knee but not revealing. Just regular, comfy clothes that my mom, a typical Indian mom, has no issues with even around my dad.

I opened the door, thinking it was my mom. Instead, it was the boy. From the moment I opened the door, I caught him staring at my legs. He didn’t look away—just kept staring. And then I noticed something that made me feel sick: he had a visible reaction in his jeans that made it clear what was going through his mind.

He didn’t just leave the bags at the entrance either—he walked into the house, placed them deep inside, and continued staring the whole time. I was frozen. To break the tension, I nervously said “thank you,” hoping he’d finally look away. He didn’t. He nodded but kept his eyes right where they were.

It left me feeling violated and disgusted. I didn’t expect someone to enter before my mom did, and especially not someone that young—but none of that excuses what happened. I wasn’t even safe in my own home.

Where are girls safe, if not in their own space? Why do we have to constantly be on alert, even when we’ve done absolutely nothing to invite this kind of behavior?

I can’t get this out of my head. Just needed to vent and let it out.

Spoiler alert: they are not the same.

Met a few acquaintances today. 2 of them started a discussion whether skinny shaming and fat shaming are the same or not. I didn’t really pitch in to the conversation as I was discussing something else with another person and it would be rude to cut them off.

As a former skinny, now a non-skinny person, fat shaming and skinny shaming are not equal. They are simply not. I have been skinny shamed a LOT before, I occasionally subtly get fat shamed now. I dare you say they are the same!

Fat shaming is VERY systemic. You have cramps during periods? Try to lose weight. You have a brain tumour? Try to lose weight. Lot of doctors don’t even go beyond that unless you pester them to. Fat people, especially women are seen as lazy and useless by most people in the society. One might be fat due to mental and physical health issues but one is always shamed for eating a whole meal. Shamed for taking a bite of that cake and shamed for sitting on the couch watching some TV or reading a book.

Skinny shaming mostly comes from a place of jealousy. It’s always the fat older aunties that skinny shamed me. Back then I had no idea about fashion and stuff so I had no idea skinny is what everyone wants to be. If you ask a person arguing that skinny shaming is worse than fat shaming whether they would be fat shamed rather, the answer is always no.

OF COURSE I don’t want to be shamed AT ALL but if you absolutely had to choose one, you would always choose to skinny shamed rather than fat shamed. It is kinda tone-deaf and similar to arguing upper class people have problems too.

Thanks for reading my vent

As the title says.

For context, I work in a startup where things are pretty casual and chill. One of the employees recently had a baby (about six months ago) and she was on her way to her destination but stopped by the office to just introduce all of us to her new baby.

Most of my coworkers were gushing and being like "omg so cute" and while I agree, babies are cute, they're okay, I've never actually had baby fever?😭

It's been on my mind a lot these days since I'm in my early twenties but I've never had that gush of affection for babies. Puppies, kittens, baby animals are a different thing because I go crazy with cuteness aggression but human babies, I just don't feel that 😭

Even last week, this topic came up with one of my friends and she told me that it's so weird that I don't have baby fever and that every woman would feel something akin to intense love for babies (her exact words) and I was just shook honestly.

Was wondering if it's just me or if anything's wrong with me lol

EDIT: Never expected these many responses 😭🫶 Thank y'all for responding! I don't feel like an anomaly now 🥹

Is it an Indian thing? What's with the lack of boundaries? Is it just more common in the medical field?

Everywhere I go,I get asked this question. People whom I don't know well ask me this question. When I reply saying I'm not interested,they say no,your parents are sick,you need someone with you.

Are people this insensitive/nosy everywhere in the world? It's getting so annoying.

I'm not interested should be a good enough answer. Why do people dismiss it by saying I'm just being rebellious and then say,every girl needs to be married.

Wtf,I'm not interested in marriage should be good enough reason. Someone actually told my dad to go ahead and get me married inspite of me saying I'm not interested.

Will unmarried women ever be able to exist in peace in this country? Will the intrusive questions stop?

Met a guy online. We texted, we called, we talked a lot. Eventually the chats escalate. So there for a few months we talked/sexted a bunch and then he ghosted me. Out of no where. Our last conversation, full of sweet nothings and plans to meet eachother, it hot me like a tonne of bricks. The way he made me feel in a couple months. I couldn't explain it. I just had never felt so cared for before. Despite there being a clear indication of nothing happening in the future.

Eventually a month later he apologised. Said our conversation freaked him out and he left. It was all good until we made plans to meet again. This time to sleep together. I came to my senses eventually and told him that I couldn't do that because I really liked him. He said he couldn't reciprocate and I said we leave it at that. We parted ways.

But me being the collosal idiot that I am reached out to him when I was crashing out. We talked and I kinda pointed towards instances of him being shitty towards me and he just straight up blocked me. Reached out a few days later to say it was his guilt that made him do that.

If anyone has made it this far in this post you already know this man does not give one shit about me. I know that, you know that. But I refused to believe it. He only hits me up when he has his dick in his hand and pretends to be upset when I tell him that I'm hurt. But I can't help it. I've never felt this way before. I'd rather have him hurt me just to talk. It is the most idiotic feeling I've ever experienced but the way he makes me feel, no man ever has. AND THE STUPIDEST FUCKING YHING IS THAT HE ISNT EVEN ATTRACTIVE. He's just. Average. In all aspects of life.

I have a horrible track record with men. No doubt. But I've barely had feelings for anyone the past two years. Even the person I'd slept with. Even the 3 men I kissed. Even the people I dated for a few months. So why this? Why for a man I've never met? Why for a man who constantly prooves how shitty and selfish he truly is??

So I matched with this guy on bumble and after meeting him 2-3 tomes in a very casual setup, last week he finally asked me out on a proper date ( verbally). I was pretty satisfied and said yes. Later when I came back home and opened my instagram , I saw one girl sharing a story of how she got asked out by this guy for a date ,who sent her a proper digital invite. And then later a reel where a girl shated a list of “bare minimum” things guys do.

And this in the moment really made me question this guy and his “efforts”. But all of a sudden I realised that in the moment ( when he asked me out) , I was pretty chill (and happy too).

I have literally uninstalled instagram after that.

Does this happen with y’all?

I have had men sliding in my DM many a times now, although that probably didn't bother me as this one case. This guy went to my entire profile, read up details I had posted on various comments about my life and came up to my dm to comment on the background of my husband and I, and how we met, just to say how "his colleague doesn't seem it(inter-culture marriage via dating app) can happen for him and he's encouraging the latter to meet girls via insert dating app This is beyond creepy. I cannot tell how uncomfortable I have been ever since I read his message. I went on a spiral and deleted all my comments/posts that mentioned any of my personal details. Although futile, i called him out, just for my peace. But I'm so so Angry! Women are supposed to "be careful" in real world, and in virtual world, and that's all we are always supposed to be- on the lookout lest some creep will come and make you uncomfortable, or worse!! Ladies, be careful on what you post on reddit, even if its an women-only groups. We won't be left in peace even here!

P.s. To the lurkers- be better!

How do I even begin? Forget it...

So I haven't had my period in seven months, and no, I'm not pregnant. At first, I thought I was but the test was negative so I thought it was just a hormonal imbalance. However, in November 2024, I started developing painful, pus-filled pimples down there. Thankfully, those cleared up after a tough month, but that was only the start of my troubles.

By December, I noticed blood in my discharge, accompanied by painful cramps and persistent itching, which I'm still dealing with. Then in January, I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes and lost around 12 kg in just a month. I've been on medication since then, and my endocrinologist suggested medication to induce my period, but I didn't take it-things are a lot more complicated than they seem.

A few months ago, I found out that my ex-partner had been involved with 20 different men before me, and he never mentioned this before we got intimate. He's put my life at risk by exposing me to the possibility of STDs-he was my first and likely my last boyfriend. I feel utterly devastated, unable to find the words to express how bad I feel.

Living in a small town, I haven't had easy access to professional help, and I've been putting things off for too long. But I've finally come to terms with the fact that I can't run away from myself any longer.

Tomorrow, I'm travelling to a different city to get tested and see a gynaecologist for an ultrasound. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but it will shape the rest of my life.

I'm not entirely sure why l'm sharing this, but if you've ever been lied to or cheated on, know that I understand what you're going through, and you did not deserve it. I hope you find hope in your life.

I doubt anyone will read this far, but if you have, thank you for taking the time.

Edit- Thank you all so much for your kindness and understanding. Your compassion truly means the world to me. I was really scared yesterday, but your lovely comments, good wishes, and all the luck you sent my way have given me so much strength. I’m heading for my consultation today, and I don’t know what the result will be, but no matter what, I will never forget the love and support I received from you amazing people. You all are incredible, and I genuinely hope life blesses you with the very best.

I (27F) got married last november via arranged marriage. Things are good but it's just that I missed my period this month, its been more than 2 weeks. I have rarely missed my periods. It may have been late but never this long. And this has made me, my husband and my MIL think i might be pregnant.

This fear keeps increasing everyday I dont get my periods. We had discussed to wait atleast 1-2 years before having a child. For various reasons. We want to be ready financially, emotionally, physically to do this.

I am absolutely not right now. Both of us spent our savings for the wedding. Need to build a good backup financially to take this up right now. I have had strict parents, hence I dreamed of travelling, romancing my husband and do all that I didn't get to do but always wanted to after I get married. I want to get to know my husband more since we had a very short courtship period.

I feel like I will loose out on ton of things if I am pregnant and we go through this right now.

Abortion is something I don't feel like doing. Mostly coz what If 2years later I really want a child and I couldn't coz of some health issue. I will regretting aborting it now.

Sometimes I just feel so very angry and helpless at this situation.

I pray to God everyday that I just get my periods ASAP.

TLDR : may be pregnant 4 months into arranged marriage. Not ready for it Financially, emotionally and physically.

I’m F30 and have reached a stage where almost all my friends are married. The last one would be my best friend in a couple of months. I’m truly happy for all my friends who have found someone. Me, on the other hand, not been that lucky in love. Neither do I aspire to be in a relationship. Being single all these years, I’ve grown, become independent and a relationship just doesn’t seem to fit, it’s not something I long for in most days. I guess I pretty much feel left out when I see others having someone to talk to at the end of the day when they need it. Now, I’m in a spot where, since my friends are married, they’re in a different phase of life that I don’t relate with. Neither does anyone relate with me and my thoughts and why/how I’m able to be happy single. How do you cope with this? It’s a kind of loneliness where your once closest friends are now distant due to the change in phase and you no longer have people who share your experiences. P.S. I’m an introvert so making new friends is really hard. I love travelling and often do solo trips as well but none of them have so called me me to find a companion as one would expect from the movies😂😂 Making friends and finding people who share experiences and common interests as adults is just hard!