hi. i am 21(m) and my girlfriend is 20(f). i am in a relationship for over a year now. everything was just as i expected from the beginning. but since the last 5-6 months, things started to go down real quick. i feel like a lot of things have changed in both our lives. both of us dont have a normal lifestyle. we both are living a life that people wont prefer living. but i think the main reason of all the problems is the long distance. i am studying in a different city, as we are indians, we are not allowed to go into a living relationship. i know the society is conservative. still i wanna work things out. but nothing changes.

i dont know why she just stopped being nice to me. in face her behavior is always rude. she doesnt like spending time with me anymore. i always think that she is into someone else but i cant jump into conclusions right? she finds me annoying. no matter what i do, she doesnt feel happy about it. i give efforts, a lot infact. she doesnt. she has stopped giving fucks about me and its been a long time now. i cant even leave her as i love her so much. she is the girl of my dreams. and she cant leave me either because her family likes me now.

her behavior is, in short, toxic. she never speaks like a normal girl. she is either screaming or abusing me. but when i raise my voice, i become a victim of the feminist movement. "you cant talk to a girl like that". when she does that, its always "you go queen" drama. she doesnt give a fuck even if i dont contact her for days. she doesnt call me or text me in the first place. whenever i call her, she sounds irritated just by hearing my voice whereas i am the one dying to talk to her.

i live alone and i have no friends. i am diagnosed with schizophrenia. its hard for me to even maintain sane behavior at times and it feels like shes being a burden. she is not the girl i fell in love with. she is not the girl she was last year. she is just so different. she was my last resort to escape the daily circus of this shitty world. she was my shelter. now all she does is fuck me up, fuck my mental health up. she has become narcissist. she is always like "i dont give a fuck about what happens to you unless it affects me.". i dont know why shes doing such things but yeah, its hard, specially when it comes from the person whom you love the most and the only person you talk with.

i dont know if im ever gonna come back to this site but i had to get my head clear. bye

I must admit she’s a very organized hoarder. Our garage and the attic are packed with boxes, most of them have a label. She thinks it’s reasonable to “collect” potentially useful or memorable things, and since she takes the time to label and pack them, she sees no problem in it... I, on the other hand, see a BIG problem. It’s literally walls of boxes that take up our entire attic and two thirds of the garage, with a small path in between.

I’ve talked to her many times about giving some things to those who need them. I thought that appealing to her practical side would work, she’s adamant about recycling, so I tried to reason with her that leaving all those things lying in boxes for years without touching them is wasteful, while someone else could be using them. But she has a hard time parting with things, and whenever she needs some old dress from 10 years ago, she’s quick to point out that she has been right to tuck it away…

I’ve tried to share my concerns patiently and lovingly. I’ve tried to set boundaries, the main rule being that we do not keep any of that in the rooms, but she manages to buy bigger boxes and just keeps adding to the piles in the attic, with very rare attempts to get rid of something. That [Miracle] happens once a year during the spring when she unpacks some stuff, puts aside a thing or two, then proclaims that she has no time to sort it all, or that this stuff will certainly be useful for our future kids, or some other excuse… These excuses never come to the core of it, and she would never admit that she has a problem. I kind of knew we were different in that regard when we were getting together. She liked to joke that I’m such a minimalist I’d have no issues living in a barn, as long as there’s Internet and a laptop [which is not entirely untrue]... while she needs all sorts of “comfort things”, even when those are stuck in boxes or gathering dust in the garage.

Whenever I try to covertly throw anything shoddy away, we have a tantrum. Usually, she does not notice it immediately, and I’m sure if she didn’t adamantly label her boxes, she would never notice. She does not need those things! But the last time I dared to get rid of all her old magazines in one go [I needed more space in the garage], she noticed it three months later, and we spent days exchanging angry looks and reproaches, while I was lectured about all the reasons why I should have asked her first and why she needed those old worthless magazines...

What are my options? I understand that I can’t change her, but I don’t want her to get worse, like the old ladies that bring all sorts of junk into the house. I had a crazy thought to move to another place before we get married, just for the sake of decluttering and packing all the stuff we have [some of it could “get lost” before it gets to us]. But we haven’t yet fully paid off the loan for this house, and my pragmatic side tells me this will be a very costly solution. Perhaps someone could advise better ways to discard of old things without getting into another fight? Thanks.

Idk how I start I'm just confused with everything right now what is good what is bad everything is messed in itself. There is only peer and pressure in all kind of works I do here specially my school is going to reopen which depressing me somewhere inside. I have bad childhood experiences in school and it goes now to because of bad environment such as toxic environment and bully. I suffer from severe loniness there and pass a single second in fear and wait that when it will end. After walking miles in sun with like 30 to 40 pounds of bag I reach home and here already abusive environment be there. In the name of motivation I get motivated like if in life I didn't achieved anything good in coming 4 to 6 years then I'm failure and I'll be of no where. Homework pressure is already there specially on me because i maintain the profile of good student in school so all works on time is most important there. Other hand my maths weak so daily hours of practise and extra maths classes make all more worse to manage time. I know right now I'm feeling cry to write this all because how much I'm writing vs how much things are going in my mind is not possible to frame in words. Everyone say I'm good girl because of being that good girl all the time I've lossed myself. Somehow I daily wake up and wait to go on bed again. Best memories of life is coming which making me more cry..

My whole head is paining dancing as hell. After that when I share about little bit about myself so they all expect me to be calm silent and meditate. That makes me more cry to realise that no one is really able to understand me because things would be that easy then I would have done already my bestest. In 24 hrs i somehow manage to get 4 to 5 hrs sleep on a day rest time goes in school then extra works of school and extra classes at last I don't get time to open books to do self study and parents who keep heavy expecations that I do self study for hours. Due to walking that much my body be already tired mentally I already be absent somehow physically I wake up forcefully for 7 to 8 hours to manage all after doing that much I get to listen hardwork I never do, effort only I never apply instead energy is needed for every single activity and my Energy dies then to I forcefully go hard on self because that be only 1 and last option to do so and handle somehow. Strange grief anixety tension and stress is bounding me right now without any reason sometimes I cry sometimes I feel like what happened to me that I'm crying as hell. Everyone keeps over heavy expecations from me. Life I living like a fish is trying to climb a tree instead of swimming in water. Most of time I be alone because no one talks to me or can be said my life is more like an orphan or worse than a orphan. Focusing on self, focusing on situations and unexpected outcomes breaks me more.when I sit to meditate then ptsd and whole stress starts popping mind and I not be able to do so for long. Life is busy as hell. Saving time to do anything extra is not possible in my case.

Hey everyone, I'm really in need of some advice. I've been with my husband for 8 years, 5 years of marriage and 3 years living together before that. We have a wonderful 6-year-old boy who just started first grade this year.

I've been feeling on edge for the past 2 years. My husband and I can't seem to understand each other. Our life goals are different, we don't agree on how to raise our son or manage the household. His jealousy has become unbearable, directed towards everyone (our friends, my colleagues, even our son)

I guess it all started after I gave birth. I fully focused on motherhood and other aspects of our relationship, especially the intimate part, didn't get much attention. This created a lot of tension between us. We've both said and done things we're not proud of.

His treatment towards me, as a woman, just doesn't sit right with me. I want to be cherished, admired. But all I hear from him are constant reproaches. It's gotten to the point where he perceives every little thing I do as betrayal. A phone call with a colleague, chatting with friends, self-care routines, new clothes, perfume, even a simple smile - all are seen as signs of infidelity. If I go to a party, he automatically assumes I'm cheating. I won't deny that I attract attention from men, but most of the time, it's just polite small talk.

This constant distrust has left me exhausted. The conflicts escalated so much that winter, our son actually asked me to leave because he couldn't bear to see us argue or me cry anymore. I've been living with my father. My son is much happier now, we've even transferred him to another school which he really likes.

I was ready to file for divorce, but then some of our mutual friends started persuading me to reconsider. They keep saying my husband loves me in his own way and that I should be patient and understanding of his complex character. They said he's already realized his mistakes and is willing to change. They believe that divorce should be the last resort.

Right now, I'm at a loss. While I agree that a complete family is better for our child, I also believe that a constantly fighting environment is not healthy either. So, what do I do?