I read a post on this site about a guy having a lot of girls...oooh! how I want to warn him with my situation...and at the same time ask for advice..... I like girls, and girls like me) and it's a pity to "miss my chance". All the more so because girls "go into my arms". I don't do much and do not do anything...everyone gets acquainted and invites me to visit...And I started to "recruit" my circle of girls...like the guy in the post below (Hi, fellow misfortune). At first I was just excited...I could go to different girls' houses on different days...awesome!!!! At first I was just excited...I could go on different days, go visit different girls...awesome!!!! Then I added more girls to my list... I wanted them to be all different types, ages. I lied to everyone. Shamelessly. After that, I had to make a calendar of visits, because the girls started to take offense that I wasn't around much. It was no longer a pleasure, but a "must".There were over 10 in total and I decided to make several groups : for frequent and non-private communication. Things got better. By this point I realized how hard it is with people when there are a lot of them! Girls were also writing a lot, and I didn't have time to answer them. And they took offense. So I spent a week on correspondence. Then I felt like a "copywriter" and gave it up. As a successful manager who had already bragged to everyone that there were "tons of girls", I couldn't "give up my position". I made an agreement with my sister (who is also a girl) to answer to "my brigade" while I was busy. I promised my sister chocolate and the rest of the joys of food. The first week everything was great!!! sister coped...But there were minuses - I did not know the nuances of correspondence (no time to read it was) and hard piercing...girls began to think that I have a bad memory...began to write more often...sister asked for more "payment". And here also gifts should be given at least sometimes to girls...and went to my expenses. Then came more problems - girls started to get used to me and started to miss me and want to see me more often. Some of them thought that I was their property and demanded an account of where I was and with whom. I decided to "fire" them. But that was not the case. One of them started following me around. That's when my "failures" started. Somehow, the "fired girl" guessed that there was another one ("ha-ha just one," I thought). Then I didn't realize how it came out, but within a month that girl had "outed" almost my entire women's brigade. They formed a group and started to become "friends", discussing when and with whom I was with, as well as what and to whom I lied. I didn't know and behaved as usual. At that stage, the girls were "competing" to see who I would choose. Then they argued and chaos ensued...I experienced it very painfully. every "throwing tantrums" and being jealous and stalking me. It was impossible to give them up. I "sold" a few of them to my buddies. Tired and depressed, I had a fight with my sister and she joined their "camp". I am ashamed to write about my defeat. But I stayed with one girl, who did not fight with anyone, wrote to me rarely, and was carried away by her career. I'm so devastated, I'm ashamed, and I don't know what I've been doing wrong, where I've been leading women wrong.....

So I came to tell about my life so,I have a family my mom my dad and one elder sister ...when I'm child I have very close relationship with my father I loved him so much than my mom sometimes I just bunk the class just to spend time with my father so i felt lucky to get a good father like him but the things turned out my father use to harass my mom I didn't believed until I saw with my eyes he use to pour water on food while my mom is eating he done many awful things to my mom so that made my heart broken because and I later I got to know my mom had forcible marriage with my father she never loved him so I was traumatized my dad was nice with me but with my mom he just keeps torchering...so later after some months my mom had a boyfriend I mean first boyfriend she talks with him daily he use to visit without my dad's presence but I didn't know these things I was child to understand these all and she even had sex with him and did abortion so one day my mom got caught when my mom is talking to him so they both argued at last they got separated so dad and mom lives separately.me and my sister stay with my mom when I was 10 grade idk what happened between my mom and her first boyfriend maybe they broke so she bought another guy to home he was nice when I met him first time he use to bring things and all but I didn't know that my mom had relationship with him until I saw with my own eyes while they having sex like seriously that made me sad but still I thought my mom deserve best because of my father toxicity but here also things changed upside down that guy I mean my mom's second bf he's just weird and fucking annoying he just drinks alcohol and argue with my mom he just keeps shouting it made me disturbing he's like psychopath I was totally disturbed and depressed I turned out 22 so I met a guy he was nice to me and got in relationship I mean we had long distance relationship so we talk everyday so that guy knew that I had boyfriend so he started take advantage and blackmailed me that he will tell to my mom about my relationship he started touching me and literally forced on me so basically he wants me to sleep with him I really I can't digest and I was in shock when started to touch my Private parts when my mom isn't at home when he's touching me I pushed him and ran and locked the door when my mom back to home I told her but she didn't believed me and he lied to my mom that a guy visited at home to meet me and she believed him that made my heart broke and I told my mom to not don't allow him to stay at home and he doesn't have a job so he uses my mom's money and drink alcohol I'm still depressed he's still stays at home and I can't stay here I'm so uncomfortable and that incident still keeps in mind I just keep thinking about my death I had these suicidal thoughts idk what to do I hope things will change I just can't keep fighting I just gave up 😊

Good evening, everyone.

I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but I decided that I need to hear other opinions on the matter.

I recently found out that my 13-year-old kid has been involved in online gambling and streaming video games for money. As she is underage, she befriended our neighbor’s daughter who is of age and can legally receive money. That one got all the money and the donations into her bank account and then gave my daughter’s share to her. I don't know when they started, but so far it looks like they’ve earned more than $1000 in winnings and donations. When I first learned about my daughter's activities, I was shocked and dismayed. As a parent, I have always tried to instill values of responsibility and integrity in her, and the thought that she was engaging in underage gambling and using a loophole to do it angered me.

So I confiscated the money. My primary motivation was to protect her from the potential dangers of gambling addiction and to send a clear message that this behavior is not acceptable. Additionally, I felt it was important to address the fact that she had lied to me (initially, she said she got the money from her grandmother, which of course quickly turned against her as I asked my mother the same evening).

Now comes the difficult part. My actions have not been met with understanding. My wife believes that I overreacted and that I should have handled the situation differently. She says we should have talked to our daughter about responsibility and the legal aspects of it all, instead of taking her money. My daughter just refuses to talk to me. I’m uncertain now. Have I made the right decision?

I am seeking outside perspective. On the one hand, I want to stand firm in my decision and set clear boundaries around my kid’s behavior. On the other hand, my wife’s words left me feeling conflicted. She didn’t support me, and now I’m the stinky dad, and she’s the diplomat. It used to be the other way round...

I am eager to hear from others what you think.

Uhm hello... I'm a 20year old female who recently discovered she has a trauma. Uhm okay on the day of my matriculation into college I and my friends like every other female went to get our nails and makeup done. On reaching the salon where we were supposed to get our makeup done, I received a call from my mum saying she was already in my school where the ceremony had already commenced. She said she came with my little sisters and my dad, mind you, I wasn't aware she was coming with any of them, if not I wouldn't have gone to the salon with my friends. My dad's a bit strict about makeup and all those accessories so I lied and told my mum I was not done preparing and that they should give me 20 minutes. After the call, I told the lady incharge to give me a simple and light makeup and she agreed. Halfway into the makeup my phone started ringing, it was a call from my dad. I picked it up and he yelled at me through the phone asking where I was, tensed as I was I lied again saying I was on my way before ending the call and telling the lady to round up the makeup which she did. I wore my dress and ran out taking a cab straight to school but traffic decided to hand me the short end of the stick. I was shaking in the car as my phone kept on ringing which I didn't pick up. Long story short I got to school after 30minutes or so only to meet my enraged parents and uncle glaring at me as I strolled in. No one told me my uncle was also coming. With a small smile etched on my face I got to where my parents sat only to receive a resounding slap from my dad but I kept the now crooked smile on my face as I noticed alot of people staring at me, a few of my male friends and course mate included. I greeted my uncle smiling as tears slid down my face. "You're a disappointment" my dad spat "I regret having you" he spat again and slowly the smile faded as hot tears were now streaming down my eyes lol. He immediately brought out his Handkerchief and began roughly wiping the makeup from my face. "Go and wash that rubbish off your face" he finally yelled sitting back down my family members watching In silence as I walked out to go wash my face. A few of my course mate followed me out as they helped wash the makeup off my face talk about an embarrassing but soothing effort. Anyway since then I can't attend any school ceremony. One time I was in a bus and I saw some high school students on their graduation gown smiling happily as the walked down the road and I started having an anxiety attack well it's gotten worse I can't even watch a movie where students attend prom or celebrate getting into college what should I do it's been 4 years already.