My ex has been spreading rumors about me that hurts both me and my family. We broke up three months ago. At the end of the relationship I thought things were okay between us. Now, I'm hearing all these crazy stories. Apparently, they are telling everyone that I was controlling. This is completely false! Sure. I'm not perfect, but I'm not controlling at all! I can't believe they would make up such a hurtful lie. It's not just that, they're also saying I stole money from them, that I'm a bad person. This is only what I've heard of so far. These rumors are really affecting my life. Some of my friends are starting to believe the lies, I'm worried about my reputation. I work in a small town, word travels fast here. My mom owns a shop and it's starting to affect the business, because some of their friends (our regular customers) decided to stop supporting it. I'm scared these rumors might go further. I've tried talking to my ex, but they just ignore my messages or hang up when I call. I don't understand why they're doing this to me. We had our problems, sure, but I never thought they'd stoop this low

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

Me and my boyfriend are dating since 5 years , everything was fine in the first year , but later on he started loose intrest in me , he never treated me like I was his gf , i always felt lonely around him , we study in same college but different department postings , we usually meet when we have breakfast and lunch but he'll accompanied by his friends, he totally forgets that I'm with him , and even in the evening he hardly spends for 5 mins , when i ask him for time he always says i shld be happy with wt time he gave me , I never asked him for anything except for his time and talk, I got so fed up thought to break up , but he didn't let me go . His behaviour kept becoming worse he Started to abuse, we had two sever fights i slapped him and bet me so hard the got blood clot in my skin had headache for 4 days , when I tell him anything about how I feel , he kept saying I'm a good boyfriend, I do ntg for u , and so on .. he gave frns from his school who went to same tusion with him , idk anything about her she stay 400 miles away from us , I know that he text with her , but everytime I see the chat history will be deleted with her , the phone call history too , recently there was a chat he forgot to delete in that he asked her can he call . I asked him about that that he got offended we had a fight about y he kept on deleting the chat , if there was ntg to be afraid and normal chat y would I be mad , he told me he'll stop deleting the chats , but he did it again today, when I asked him about that y he deleted the chat he started speaking about how he's loyal to me no one will be loyal , he's not cheating and I don't deserve loyal boyfriend and so on , again i told him im not asking about texting her I'm asking about y he deleted the chat even after he told he won't , he always lied and manipulates me but this time it was so obvious, he started to bad mouth me , he even told I shld suicide that ppl around me can be in peace , i don't let him to be in peace , he doesn't care about me and my fellings , when ever we had fight, i get hurt he tell me to let go off it , but I can't coz I got hurt so badly by the person I loved , the next day or the very next moment he comes and talks to me as ntg happened between us , and past few months we never had a proper love conversation , when ever we are together i prefer to talk to spend quality time , but he's behind sex , he never talk to me with love or affection how can he expect me to be okay when he asked for sex , he gets angry about that too , so because my behaviour he sayshe lost peace in his life , I know I'm not perfect but I'm not bad to be told to die ..

I’m not choosing to struggle because of presumed hyper independence, I’m choosing to struggle because people will do things at their own pace which could inconvenience me. I’m not choosing to struggle because I think it’s a “flex”, I’m choosing to struggle because I hate people trying to throw things back in my face.

From the second I began making my own money and opened a saving’s account, I’ve done anything and everything I can to lessen the amount of help I have to ask if my birth giver because she’s a shitty person. While it’s become somewhat more tolerable thanks to therapy and support workshops, but sometimes I find myself briefly irritated when she tries to provoke a reaction out of me.

To the normal person with a healthy relationship with relatives, having a “loved one” offer you rides to work or to bring you food might sound sweet, but when your parent is an ableist, transphobic, racist, self-disparaging piece of shit, it’s different. People who pretend to care and extend aid only to throw it back in your face are the worst, and that’s the exact type of woman my conceiver is.

She screams and yells over trivial shit, purposefully provokes reactions out of me then gaslights me whenever I call her out. In the past when I was younger, most of altercations escalated to physical violence and my hospitalisations because she would beat me bloody and in retaliation I would attempt to kill her. But now as an adult with coping mechanisms, professional help and improving emotional regulation, I do my best to disregard her or practice self help tools in those moments.

I don’t want to struggle because I’ve struggled all my life, I want to find peace and stability. However living in an environment with one of your abusers and occasionally being forced to interact with their enablers, it’s exhausting. I want to go no contact at my earliest convenience so I can change all of my information and tell her as well as my other relatives to get fucked.