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My ex got me pregnant even though he knew he wasn’t straight. I feel completely betrayed.

This is hard to write, but I need to get it out. I’ve been holding it in for too long and it’s destroying me inside. I (now 31) met him(now 33) in July 2022. We were long distance for about a year. He called me every single day. We would talk for hours. He made me feel like I had finally found my soulmate. I trusted him completely. He told me he wanted a future, a family, a life with me. I believed every word. I loved him with my whole heart. What I didn’t know was that he had another "girlfriend" where he lived. She didn’t know about me, and I didn’t know about her. From the very beginning, it was all lies. I am convinced he uses girls only as a cover up to "fit the norm". He also grew up in a very christian household. We met in person for the first time in August 2023. It felt natural. We clicked immediately. But when it came to our sex life, something always felt off. He rarely initiated anything. Sometimes he would stop halfway through and say, “Let’s finish la...

He wanted a wife but accidentally described a full-time maid with WiFi privileges

This random old dude slid into my IG DMs like he was filling out a grocery list: "Know any single woman? Petite, no kids, not supporting any family, good with chores, must take care of me and only me." He's 65. Sixty. Five. Asking for loyalty, domestic labor, and zero baggage as if he’s not the entire luggage carousel. So I said, "How much is the compensation? Because this sounds less like a relationship and more like you're hiring live in help with cuddle duties." He blocked me on the spot. Guess the customer service rep wasn’t submissive enough. Anyway, I lit a candle in hopes no woman falls into that trap. Or at least charges hourly.

Outjerked by TSA Agent

TSA flagged me for a belt, pulled me aside and started to give me a backhanded pat down to the goods. I look over at my wife and say “This better not be the only action I’m getting on this trip.” Swear the TSA agent about choked trying to hold in his laughter and stay professional. He then turns to my wife and says “Are you a size medium glove?”

She still sets a plate for him every Sunday

My grandmother lost my grandfather almost 11 years ago. They were married for 52 years. Every Sunday, for as long as I can remember, she would cook his favorite meal — roast chicken, potatoes, salad, always in the same bowls, same table setup. Last Sunday I went over to visit her and saw two plates set, like always. I gently reminded her it was just us. She smiled and said, “I know. But he always liked to sit with me on Sundays. I still like to pretend he does." She sat across from the empty chair and started serving the food like he was still there. It broke my heart in this quiet, gentle way. Grief isn’t loud, most of the time. It just lingers in the habits we can’t unlearn.

Woman kills her 5 and 7 yr old niece and nephew

Apparently, there was a woman who was basically watching her niece and nephew while the mom was away. Mind you, she is bat shit crazy. So one day she gets upset with them and beats them to death, she then puts the boy's dead body in a suitcase, and the girl she triple wraps in a big trash bag and puts them in her trunk. The mom finally reaches back out asking when she can get her kids, but ofc since they are dead, the aunt can't give her a date/time, so she blocks the mom. She is later caught on the road with expired tags, so the police pull her over, while she has the dead bodies in the trunk. At this point, they have been dead for a while. The cop then say, "Well, your tags are expired, you can't be driving this car, so we are going to tow it." She's like "ok can I get my stuff from the trunk?", and as soon as she opens the trunk, the smell of decaying bodies hit the officers, and they search her trunk, all to find the deceased kids. Apparently, s...

The email I sent to the wrong address changed my life

I’d always rolled my eyes at the "happy accidents" people talked about online – until I became one of them. Earlier this year I was stuck at work on a Friday night trying to smooth over a client situation. I drafted a long, vulnerable email to my coworker, venting about the mistake I’d made and how burnt out I was, and hit send without double‑checking the address. A couple hours later, my phone buzzed with a reply from a woman I didn’t recognize. She lived in a different city and politely let me know I’d emailed the wrong person, but she also said my honesty resonated with her. She had been a nurse for 30 years and had just retired. Her words were warm and empathetic; she told me about the night shifts, the feeling of being invisible, and how she’d finally stepped away. Instead of brushing it off, I wrote back. What started as an apology turned into a conversation that unfolded over weeks. We traded stories about our families, our jobs and the things we regretted not doing. ...