Leo man jealous of capricorn woman

I'm 38, male, white, in New York. I'm sex-repulsed, which means I do not enjoy sex at all, either with men or with women. But I am heteroromantic and very much enjoy cuddling and physical touch.
It's been very tough finding a partner who accepts that I'm Ace. And I totally get to no partner owes anyone celibacy; I don't expect that at all. But what really has shocked me is the amount of women who view this as a turn-off. We may share a strong emotional/intellectual connection and develop romantic feelings, but the moment I say "I don't enjoy having sex," they say "Oh. Never mind then." And suddenly I'm viewed as not a real man, as if all masculinity is measured by my cocksmanship. I forced myself to have sex for years just to make a partner happy. It made me miserable and I don't ever want to go back to that.
I hope the right woman is out there and will read this. And have a desire to meet a male partner who can offer you cuddles, companionship, a warm and loving atmosphere, discussion of art, literature, wine, and good TV. If this is you, feel free to DM me and we can talk from there.
And wishing everyone else lots of love!

Hi there! My name is Sunnie☀️✈📖🤓😜, and I'm delighted to have this opportunity to share a little bit about myself with you. 🌺
I would describe myself as an intelligent, ambitious, and gorgeous black Jamaican-American woman. But don't worry, I'm not one to let it go to my head! 😋 I'm down-to-earth, cheerful, and always up for a good laugh.
As a Christian woman, my faith is an integral part of who I am. I'm seeking a like-minded Christian man who shares my values and is ready to embark on a beautiful journey together. Let's grow spiritually and emotionally while building a solid foundation for a meaningful relationship.
Apart from my spiritual side, there are a couple of other things I'm passionate about. One of them is my love for dogs! 🐶They bring so much joy and unconditional love into my life. If you're a fellow dog lover, we're off to a great start! While I don't have a doggo yet, I will shower yours with love or we can make oogle eyes at other peoples fur babies.
Another interest of mine is writing. It's my creative outlet and a way to express myself. Whether it's jotting down thoughts in a journal or working on short stories, writing gives me a sense of fulfillment and allows me to explore new ideas. I'd love to hear about your hobbies and passions too!
Now, when it comes to dating, let's keep it real. If you're not interested in meeting up or exchanging photos, or video chat, I kindly request that you refrain from messaging. Connecting face-to-face is essential for building a genuine connection and exploring the potential of a relationship.
As we get to know each other, I value generosity and ambition in a partner. Someone who is willing to lend a helping hand and make a positive impact in the lives of others is truly special to me. Ambition shows a drive for personal growth and a desire to create a fulfilling future together.
If anything I mentioned above resonates with you, I'd love to hear from you! Let's chat and discover if we have that spark that leads to something amazing. 😊

“The man was a fucking genius” were the headlines all over the county after his case was thrown out of court. I was one of the 140 witnesses that saw him walk up to the alter and rip the priests throat out with his teeth. I tried to save him along with 8 others, but by the time we dragged him off Father Jack Crowley, he was dead.
He didn’t put up a fight either, he just stood there quietly humming to himself like he was waiting for an elevator. It only took minutes for the first cop car to get there, and by the time they put him in handcuffs, two more had arrived. But as calm as he was, he would not budge from that alter, well, not until he said what he had to say.
After clearing his throat, he said, “ ” in a gentle tone.
“Ohhhs” were heard coming from every corner of the church as everyone looked at each other nodding in agreement.
“Let him go” an elderly woman could be heard shouting from the crowd, followed by, “Yeah! He's clearly innocent" from one of the altar boys, soon everyone was chanting, “LET HIM GO, LET HIM GO” including me. We nearly caused a riot that night as they put him in the back of that cop car.
The following morning the police department released a statement apologizing for taking him into custody and promised that they were only following protocol.
In the 8 months he spent in prison waiting for his trial, not one word did he speak, he just sat in his cell quietly humming. Even when the trial started and all the gory details were given, he wasn’t bothered, his eyes were just wandering around the courtroom blankly as he patiently waited for his moment to speak.
“There is no point in going up there” his lawyer could be heard whispering in his ear, “It's an open and shut case, your guilty and everyone knows it.” But he just smiled and walked proudly up to the stand.
He didn’t say anything at first, just stood there, head raised with that smug grin on his face, his lawyer didn’t ask any questions either, nor did the prosecutor, he didn’t need to.
When he finally opened his mouth and spoke, his words were so beautiful that even the judge had tears in his eyes, “It seems poor Father Jack was not the only victim that night” the judge whimpered, “your clearly an innocent man” of course the 12 jurors agreed and soon after the world, when he made his statement to the tv reporters outside.
Now 2 years later no one cares about the midnight trial or the president's shadowy past, he is our leader, our master and always will be.

Massimo was twice the man Eric was. He was devoted to Stephanie, respected and treasured her yet was strong enough to tell off Stephanie when she was wrong.
You could telll Stephanie respected Massimo because she listened to "Maz" instead of just responding by screaming.
I can't understand why Stephanie stayed with Eric after he cheated on her many times. She kept bringing up the "children" when they were grown adults. He was immoral, everything she accused Brooke of being. What man hooks up with his sons' girlfriend and fiance? Brooke got burned for less.
It isn't as if she didn't have an opportunity at starting again. Massimo wanted her. He would have married her given the chance. Even Stephanie admitted she wished she had married Massimo.
Instead she finally got dumped for Donna Logan, the woman who thought Mount Rushmore was carved naturally.

Hey everyone,
I'm a fierce and spirited mom of two beautiful kids. I work out and try to stay healthy and fit as I can. I'm a somewhat strict and spicy latina woman but still loveable and very caring. I'm looking for someone to spend time with and I don't expect you to become a stepdad. Though being a family man is certainly a plus. I love hiking, working out and being in nature. I'm very successful in my job and independent. I'm looking for someone who is healthy, in his early 20's and wants to be part of my life. If you are not big into working out thats totally fine but hopefully you don't mind if I provide motivation. I'd love to hear what you are looking for and how you imagine you future and what role a woman could play in that for you. If you need some sort of icebreaker tell me about something nerdy I can show or play with my kids since they are reaching that kind of age! Take care!

The angel ushering them in welcomes them and tells them they can do what they want, but they will be punished if they swear or curse.
One of the men decides to go see the sights of Heaven, traveling an idyllic mountain path, he sees a waterfall more beautiful than anything he's seen on Earth, and without thinking blurts out: "Holy shit!"
The angel appears beside him, with an ugly, wrinkly woman behind him and a golden chain in hand, and shackles the two together, chastising him: "As punishment for your transgression, you will remain chained to her for ten years."
The second man decides to visit the gardens, and he ends up in the middle of an orchard, giant glorious trees with plump, shiny, inviting fruit unlike any he has ever seen in his mortal life. The spectacle is so incredible he can't help exclaiming: "Fuck me!"
Again, the angel appears before him, carrying another horrid woman with him, ties the two together with the chain, and tells the man off: "As punishment for your transgression, you will remain chained to her for fifty years."
The third man decides to take it easy. He travels to a beach of fine white sand near an endless, crystalline ocean, the greatest he's ever seen. He enjoys it so much he can't help lying down in the sand and falling asleep under the sun.
When he wakes up he finds a golden chain around his ankle, tying him to the most beautiful woman he's ever seen: tall, silky skin, flowing hair. He is stunned by the sight and comments aloud: "What good deed have I ever done to deserve such wonderful treatment?" by which the woman replies: "Don't know about you, I was on the way here when I tripped on a rock and said 'Goddamn it!'"

• Please don't contact me if you aren't at least 18 years of age or you’re male, even if you’re the bf or husband! - —

It's not creepy. I'm just appreciating a work of art.
Maybe you've had a man notice you and you wish he didn't turn his head away?
Or maybe you don't get noticed like you deserve to be?
Maybe you've wanted to tease a man and watch the hardness grow in his pants?
Maybe you like to wear skirts sans panties, and would stand over me?
Maybe you've wanted to cheat, sort of, without really, actually?
Maybe you've wanted to feel sexy, without sex?
(While we both have masks on. Double masks, even, because covid. Even if you're married.)
I want to find just one woman to, while in her chosen state of undress, would like a respectful and respectable gentleman to just be there close and observe... and moan and ogle and take in the beautify before him, while keeping his hands to himself.
Don't get me wrong, I really do like sex. And I'm not a prude. I just really like the feminine form, these are not times to be exchanging bodily fluids, and truth be told I wouldn't want to actually get physical with anyone I don't feel an emotional connection to first. (Yes there are men like that.)
Now, I realize a woman would be cautious about being so vulnerable with a stranger so I expect a lot of our initial conversations would be about placating your justifiable concerns. I'm all about that. A gentleman bears the burden of making a lady feel comfortable enough to proceed.
That said, based on experience with a similar post I tried from a now-deleted account of mine that brought no success, what I won't do is play games, converse with someone who won't tell me where she's located, engage in virtual play of any kind, or just answer questions while not being allowed to ask a few of my own. I'm sorry but I will block one-liners and incoherence.
About me: Not a creep! Really, women approach me in public to ask for directions and children approach me to help find their parents. I'm told I look "smart" and "presentable." I attractive enough to be noticed more when I don't have my ring on. Brown hair. White.
About you: No age limit either way. I guess I'm open to anything for this but in general I have been attracted to relatively more innocent appearances on the scale of things. As for race, I have mostly been attracted to Asian, Black, Latina, and white (in alphabetical order. And I suppose just because I haven't even been around a lot of Middle Eastern women?) Be at least somewhat attractive. If you're exceptionally attractive and you're used to men noticing you, or if you're not so sure and want the compliment of having me in a state of agonizing desire, this might be perfect for you. Especially if you're much younger or older and just want the appreciation with no contact.
Important: Obviously I don't mean just "check you out" while behind in line at the grocery or watching you jog by while you are wearing tight clothes, because I wouldn't need to post an ad for that. This would need to be in a private or semi-private space or some place that is so vast that we're so far from everyone that they won't wonder what I'm doing examining you so closely . Consider wearing nothing, yoga clothes, a swimsuit, underwear, etc. Just as obviously, I am not looking for an "online thing" or even talk about this with someone who isn't in the SF Bay Area or Northern California.

I had always known that my husband was a cheat. Even before we got engaged, I had caught him with other women, but he had promised it was the last time. I had believed him, but deep down, I knew he was lying.
Years went by, and we got married. I thought things had changed, but I soon realized that he was still cheating on me. I had no evidence, no way to prove it, and he was always careful not to leave any traces.
I then decided to confide in my friend. She listened to me and suggested that I hire a private investigator that handles infidelity cases to get the evidence I needed. To be honest, I was hesitant at first, but she convinced me that it was the only way to catch him in the act.
I surfed the internet for a reputable private investigator and found one; Cyber geek. I hired them and waited anxiously for the results. Days went by, and I had almost given up hope when Cyber geek team mailed me with the evidence I needed.
He had been cheating on me with a woman he had met at work. Cyber geek had pictures, videos, and even text messages to prove it. I think they were able to get remote access to his phone and social media accounts.
When he came home that night, I confronted him with the evidence. He tried to deny it at first, LOL, but when he saw the proof, he broke down and begged for forgiveness. I knew I couldn't continue living with a man who keeps cheating and breaking my heart.
The truth hurts, but it's better to know it than to live in ignorance. If you're suspecting your partner of infidelity, it's natural to feel hurt. But, before you confront them about your suspicions, consider hiring a private investigator to gather evidence. Not only can a private investigator help confirm or deny your suspicions, but they can also provide professional advice on how to proceed.

In what I believe was a TWoK interlude, we’re in the perspective of a guy who’s working with another man under this woman. I don’t have the book with me so I can’t be specific, but from what I recall the woman was destroying paintings and maybe took something from behind one? Do we know who she was?
Also minor second question because I just thought of it, so we know who the people that passed by Jasnah in the hallways in her Gavilar death perspective? I believe they were notable because they were talking about shardblades or something?

This is a little weird but I’m kind of upset about it and I thought it would be good to talk about it and get some second opinions.
Basically I’ve recently realised that I’m non-binary, I’m 26 and biologically male but I feel like I could happily identify as male, female, both or neither. I discussed this with my partner (a cis woman) and she said she has suspected as much for some time, but she’s very supportive of all LGBT issues and she basically said if I want to make any changes to my lifestyle at home that’s fine, she doesn’t care if I want to wear a skirt some days or anything like that.
So for the last few days I’ve kind of been getting my head around my gender identity and being more accepting of who I actually am instead of trying to fit neatly into one category when in reality I’m all over the gender spectrum. While browsing online I happened to stumble across some cute art of various female superheroes (I’ve always been a big fan of comic books) and I thought about how in the past I would have dismissed the fact that I liked the art because it would seem “girly” to anyone else. But I figured now I’m trying to embrace my whole identity, not just the masculine part, so who cares if it’s girly? I like it, that’s all that matters. So I end up changing my phone wallpaper to a changing slideshow of this art. It’s a small thing, but to me it signified the first time I was stepping outside of male gender norms.
After I changed my wallpaper, one of the first things I did was show my partner, in a very casual “hey check out my new phone wallpaper” kind of way, and she had… a pretty bad reaction. She just said “oh god” and when I asked what was wrong she said “I don’t know, that’s pretty weird.” That didn’t feel great, so I immediately changed my wallpaper back to what it was before, and changed the subject. But a few minutes later she brought it up again and said it was “really bothering” her. In particular she was unhappy about the picture of Supergirl, saying “this is a drawing of a child, it’s weird that you don’t find that creepy. Is that really what you want to look at?” That really made my heart sink. The implication that I was getting some kind of sexual thrill out of the art made me feel pretty grossed out by myself, even though I hadn’t thought of it in a sexual way at all (this is the picture in question: https://9gag.com/gag/aP3Pv0K ). For anyone unfamiliar with the character, Supergirl is usually depicted as being youngish (18-25) but recently started being depicted as around 16.
My partner was off with me for the rest of the day, even after I apologised, and she did mention again that she was upset about the whole thing. But things have gone back to normal now, it hasn’t been mentioned since. I’m still a bit upset and confused, though. Was I really being creepy? I feel pretty uncomfortable about being non-binary now, like I want to just continue to act as a cis man from now on to avoid this happening again. What can I do to stop feeling so crappy about all of this?

TL;DR: I seek a serious relationship with an open-minded person who still believes in the traditional family household values and roles (where we're equals, but the man is the primary leader, protector, and provider of the household.) I’d love to find someone who maybe even wants to travel with me as my co-pilot in my truck as we travel across the country exploring. Also, I often date women half my age. So, I’m looking for someone who is okay with an age gap relationship.
About me: As hinted above, I travel America in my big rig 18 wheeler truck chasing sunsets and my dreams. I’m also owner of a small but successful crypto investment company. (I love to talk about Bitcoin) Former Army Officer and combat veteran. Aspiring songwriter and horrible guitar player.
I’m God fearing and marriage-minded. I love the outdoors, and my hobbies include walking, hiking, bicycle, running, camping, picnics, and eating out at restaurants or enjoying a nice romantic dinner at home.
I love to travel and explore new places! I’m well traveled for work, but have only visited 7 countries so far. Sci-fi, Marvel and Anime fan. ENTJ. Sagittarius. Friends say I’m an Intelligent lifelong learner and that I give more than I take.
I am always a gentleman in public. I am an active listener, reserved, and I have a relaxed personality. I work hard, love to be active, and do not get upset or angry. Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. I am an aggressive, assertive man when I must be.
I am a provider for those I love. I'm very supportive of family and friends. I am a protective, assertive, and highly driven man who can also be compassionate, kind, and considerate of others. Above all, I honor and support my woman to become a better version of herself.
I like to get outside and do fun things and not sit home all the time. I’m a bit of a foodie who enjoys eating out, going to movies, working out, and reading to improve myself. Part country boy, part city, part nerd, sometimes witty, dominant without being domineering or abusive, sometimes shy.
I’m reserved and laid back without being too boring. I try to stay active/Fit and eat healthy with the occasional cheat day. No beer belly allowed, but secretly working on my dad coffee bod.
I do have a kinky side. (I’m a BDSM Master with a dash of DaddyDom.) One minute we're joking around...and the next, I'm pinning you on the sofa (or against the wall) and getting spicy taking what I want. (You belong to me. Every part of you.) I’m not seeking a long distance relationship because my main love languages are physical touch and affection. I’m okay with online at first, but I want an in person relationship. I love to give praise and positive words of affirmation.
I seek a naturally submissive female. Average body but still physically active, (takes care of your mind, body, and spirit) Believes in a higher power.
You seek LOVE FIRST AND FOREMOST, security, protection, guidance, structure, safety, nurturing, someone to hold your hand, being babied at times, other times being treated as a princess or queen.
You desire hugs and passionate tender kisses, while also occasionally desiring to be chocked or spanked. (It’s complicated.) You’re not into pain, but know there is no love without pain.
Age is a number to you. You have the maturity that comes from facing what life throws at you for a few years, and now discovering that you can deal with it. (Together we can make it from rock bottom to your dreams.)
You are a female who loves to serve and take care of her man. It’s not so much a kink more than it is just who you are. You are very adaptable to meet my needs, as I meet yours. You believe in completing small acts of service for your man. You believe that giving yourself fully to him is the ultimate power exchange and show of devotion and trust.
US: I crave a 1950 American style relationship dynamic with traditional gender roles. I'd love for you to share your day with me; be able to trust me enough to be yourself around me; finally let your guard down, confide in me, submit to me because you trust me to protect you, take care of you, teach--guide--mentor you using my life experience and resources to help you become a better version of yourself.
I promise to provide a safe place for you to relax and explore...just walk in my door and give up control. Let go the worries of your day. You don't have to be in charge here. I've got you now. Let's create a life where you can be free from worrying about everyday problems and stressors, and just get pleasure from having a safe space to explore your feminine energy and desires.
It'll be just you and me against the world. If you're craving this type relationship dynamic (or want to hitch a ride to enjoy the countryside,) feel free to send me a message with a recent pic and let's chat about your needs, wants, limits, and see if there is chemistry and a connection.

Hello, strangers on the internet! I come seeking advice, or maybe just a place to put my thoughts right now. Probably both. I am a 25 year old dude, and I am Bi. I haven't come out to anyone I know, for reasons I'll get to, but I want to preface by saying this will be quite a long story, but I need to put it somewhere, and a stranger from a discord server sent me here. I have had a distressing couple months, and don't know what to do.
To start, I've known my sexuality for a long time now. I don't know when exactly, but I was definitely sure by high school. I had a boyfriend in college who I was quite close to. We separated when he moved out of state, and we couldn't keep up with the long distance stuff. He was my first really serious relationship, and I was an anxious mess. I have avoided talking to my parents about my sexuality because they are very difficult to talk to about these things. My dad can be supportive, but he is highly conservative, and can be incredibly ignorant. My mom likes to be the center of attention a lot. It's not a bad thing, really, but it can be frustrating trying to speak from the heart around her knowing she will try and change the conversation around her. Still, I love them to pieces.
I have a hard time talking face to face about this with anyone. I was raised religious during my childhood. I remember being incredibly homophobic when I was a kid, likely stemming from my dad and my church as influences. When I first learned about my interests in men, I was constantly scared of myself. I hated that part of me. I constantly tried to convince myself I was ONLY straight. I tried to have a girlfriend at all times, because I felt like it was a shield. even after I knew, I felt like I could just hide it away. The strange thing about being bi is that there is always the nagging in the back of my mind that I could just feign straight for the rest of my life, and I kept telling myself that it was the safest option. I left the church before the end of high school. By college, I was willing to branch out, and start letting myself be me a little, if only within the bounds of the college campus.
Fast forward to the pandemic, and I had just graduated college when everything first started. I was supposed to go to France during my final quarter, to study abroad. My BF was going to go with me. We joked about staying in France together, after college, or maybe it was a bit more than joking. And then flights got cancelled. Scholarship money for travel abroad, gone. Hopes dashed. I felt like my college experience ended in the mud. I was trying to kickstart my life, and then my life began spiraling out of control. Me and my BF of over two years separated. I sank into depression, and stayed with my older sister after graduation. I held down part time jobs, and lost interest in just about everything. For a while, I contemplated suicide. But slowly, things turned around. I got used to my knew environment. I regained a bit of confidence, and started focusing on small things, to get by.
This leads up to about August of last year. Rent skyrocketed, so me, my older sister, and her family, decided to move back in with the parents. In total, there are 9 people here, under the same roof. It hasn't bothered me that much, but something that has been nagging me for a while is dating. I want to start dating again, but I wanted to come out to everyone first, just in case. I have come to the point where I really don't want to be limited in who I date, or how secretive I have to be about it. I want the freedom of knowing that I won't ever have to hide who I end up with.
The problem is, I can't find a good way to do it. There always seems to be a bunch of hurdles and heartaches getting it the way. First of all, I keep chickening out. It's really difficult! I'm a big, mushy, anti-socialite. I have a heart attack playing cards with people for too long. I am scared of facing my parents. Weird to come from a 25 year old man, but I have always considered myself more of a gummy bear. Next on the list is my brother in law, husband to my older sister. He is openly homophobic. Not in the scary "I hate your guts for something you can't control" way, but in the " I have a very specific stereotyped idea of what being gay means, and will start treating you noticeably different, and maybe even crack jokes at your expense" kind. I am already uncomfortable with the gay jokes that get thrown around, and I don't really want to be the center of humiliation between him and my dad. I should mention that my younger sister came out years ago, as lesbian. My dad was very abrasive to it, but my brother in law started treating her more like a bro. It was a place of reassurance for her, that she had people who were at least accepting of her, but she has told me on occasion that the change in attitude was almost startling, and that she can get really pissed off at the homophobic jokes that followed. Speaking of my younger sister, she is part of another reason I find it so hard to come out right now. I was always supportive of her, of course. My older sister and I were the most supported of my younger sister, when she was coming out. I kind of felt hopeful for myself, but never wanted to step in front of her time. she was going trough a lot, and needed my support. I felt like if I came out, too, it would hurt the both of us, and make the entire ordeal feel less genuine in front of family that she was desperately seeking approval from. Now however, I often feel guilty. I feel like I waited too, long. Like I sort of just let my sister take the brunt of the offensiveness, and now that people are more comfortable with the idea, I'm just taking advantage of her struggle. It coincides with my strange bi shame that arises every so often, that I am somehow less in need of support because I always have an out in finding a girlfriend and never talking about it. It's an option my sister never had, so it feels unfair of me to ask for support now.
That leads me to February of this year, specifically the 27th. My birthday. I had begun buying things in hopes I could just spark the conversation, or convince people of my sexuality WITHOUT having a conversation. I started getting loads of stuffed animals. I always wanted stuffed animals in my room, but was always afraid of my parents speculating. turns out, now they just think it has something to do with gamer culture. I am an avid gamer, and they are not entirely wrong. I have always seen the rooms of some of my favorite streamers lined with plushies, and envied that. Then I bought a pride flag. I thought of buying the bi flag, but I was afraid last minute that it would be too obvious. Ironic, seeing as being obvious was my intent, but it became me just showing extra support for my sister, something that my dad was very impressed by. we had a long awkward discussion, which I only realize now is probably the only good moment I had to come out to him alone. He has had a bunch of internal reflection since my sister came out. Luckily, he values family over his personal views on homosexuality, and wanted me to know that he loves my sister, even if he "disagrees with her lifestyle." we kind of had a heart to heart, but I was still too scared. I had planned to come out on my birthday, since birthdays have become decreasingly void of substance. I once again chickened out, and spent the night feeling like I had missed my shot.
a couple months roll by, my older brother (not brother in law) has his birthday in march, and my younger sister's birthday is in April, so I felt like those were bad months. I am a cowardly spirit, and would much rather not overshadow their birthday months. You may think it's weird to chicken out for a whole month because of a single day in that month being important to someone else, and you'd be correct. Anxiety is hell, sometimes. However, something else happened in April that changed things substantially. One of my Aunts, I'll call her Aunt C, passed away. we were all prepared for it. She had been in the hospital off and on for years, and decided that, faced with the inevitability of lasting only a few more months, that she would say goodbye, and go out on a day of her choosing. It was a sad time, but we were getting through it. Family, if it wasn't obvious enough, is really important to me and my immediate family. More important to some of us than others, be we were all very close to Aunt C, especially my younger sister. My younger sister volunteered to help my Aunt C when she lost her leg at the beginning of her struggle with her health these last few years. My sister was utterly devastated.
But things don't end there. Last Monday, we lost another Aunt, whom I'll be referring to as Aunt R. Aunt R has a twin sister, Aunt K. Aunt R was in her own apartment when she died. We still don't know all of the details, but it was a sudden complication. We're told she went relatively peacefully, sitting on her couch. Sorry if I get scrambled here. I'm writing in between crying right now. I lived with my Aunt R before. I was very close to her, closer to her than most of my other extended family. It was very sudden. I'm still trying to process everything. I was also volunteered to write her obituary. She's part of the main reason I'm writing this right now. I went up to talk with my Aunt R's twin, Aunt K. I held what is probably my longest civil conversation with her. She was destroyed. We were discussing funeral plans, whether we should combine the funerals sin Aunt C hadn't had hers yet. My dad has also been broken for a while now. My grandmother on that side died a few years ago, too, so my dad has lost a relatively large amount of family in just a short amount of time. It didn't help that just a few days after my Aunt R died, Friday I think, we received word that a second cousin of mine had passed away. He was only 6 months old. I had never met him, but either way, I couldn't imagine losing a child or a grand child that young. At this point, I've been through enough emotional stress to power a small town.
Anyways, before I get off track more, I was talking about me talking with Aunt K a while ago. I have no experience having a twin, so I can't imagine losing one. I'm already torn apart. I have no idea what she is going through right now. But I bring her up because she is also a happily married bi woman. She had a husband, and two kids with him, but they divorced. Afterwards, she found her current, Whom I'll call Aunt A. I have never been particularly close to Aunt K, or Aunt A, but I couldn't help but notice how amazing Aunt A has been through this whole ordeal. She has been taking on a lot, and got me thinking about my position again. My Aunt R never married, and never really dated that I knew of. I don't know if she was going through anything of what I am. She never talked about it with me. I can't help but feel frightened that it might be a portent of things to come for me if I don't figure out what I want to do. I had a nightmare that I died. I was alone. I never married because I was too scared to commit to anyone, and my family found out I was in the closet, and shunned me for it. I have debated therapy for the past few days, and I still think that might be a good option, but I am afraid of talking about this stuff face to face. In fact, putting on the page, I think I NEED that to happen. But I also need to talk about it now. I don't know how many people can relate to what I'm going through, but I am terrified that everything will suddenly slip out of my control forever. That I will be stuck in a tug-o-war between things preventing me from speaking to my parents about this. I am so terrified of my parents finding out right now that, despite knowing my parents will never use reddit, I made an alt just for this post specifically. I can't bring it up now. Everything is too chaotic, and I'm too afraid of being accused of stealing attention away from my family right now, especially my dad and Aunt K, who honestly need the support. I also can't help but feel like if I wait too long, I could waste my life away, waiting for a moment that will never happen on its own, but that I need to make happen. I feel selfish even talking about it. I debated erasing this whole thing three paragraphs in. It is frustrating. I've never cried this much consecutively before. I am losing sleep over it. I wake up every day, wanting to just quit my job and lay in bed until I become mold on the sheets. At the same time, that is exactly what I'm terrified of happening. I really, really don't want to die alone. It really terrifies me.
I'm sorry if some of this is incoherent. I am not really focused right now. You wouldn't believe I majored in writing. I don't have the heart to read through this before posting it, though. I'm afraid if I don't hit send immediately after finishing this, I'll end up over editing it into incoherence, or erasing it entirely. I just need to write this down. I'm better at thinking things through when I write them. I should probably use my degree, and actually get to writing. I went to school for this stuff, right? I sure hope I didn't waste my schooling on extra long reddit posts. Please, feel free to reply with whatever. I'm not even sure what I'm looking for right now. Support? Validation? Attention that I won't feel guilty for? I would like to take a moment to thank anyone that read all of that. I barely made it through writing it. I started at 3am, where I am. It is now 6am. What a chore. You deserve a medal of honor for that. Maybe college credit, or something. A pat on the back? I emotionally pat on the back anyone who made it this far. Thank you! I love you all! I have read some of your own stories on here, and it brings me a bit of hope. Maybe I'll get to read this in the future, laugh, and have a nice cry. My Aunts are very specially to me, and if nothing else, I hope that aside from the anonymity, they have an eternal place in my heart, the same one that I'm pouring out onto this post. I hope that immortalizing them on the internet just a little bit helps. They deserve better than me complaining about myself. Maybe I'll write something about them and only them on my main account. Pour my heart out again, but only for them. I feel like I mad them into obstacles or something here. Ah! I'm rambling on again, sorry. Thank you all again. Take care.

A quick note on pegging… This is not going to be an instruction manual; there are plenty of those already. This is more about how it makes me feel.
Being penetrated is a very intimate sex act that everyone should experience, regardless of your gender or perceived sexual orientation. Being a woman, I am obviously quite familiar with being penetrated during sex but first time I was the one doing the penetrating… it was a life-changing experience and such a rush of emotions.
The first time I used a strap-on was with a woman and, emotionally, penetrating her was so beautiful that, afterwards, I was a changed person. We held each other and, frankly, a was a little teary eyed. The most profound detail was how she lovingly took me inside of her, such grace in that beautiful act of femineity. I felt so special to be the one inside of her. When I’m penetrated, and I take you inside of me, I’m giving all of me to you. I had no idea that when you penetrate, you can feel your partner giving themselves to you and just how very special that moment is for you both. Now, the other side of penetrating is the control I got to experience. I decided how she would be fucked. My thrusts ventured deeply inside of her body… inside her most delicate and guarded area. I felt intoxicatedly powerful.
Now, when you peg a man, it’s all those things AND SO MUCH MORE!! As a woman, being powerful during vaginal penetrative sex is more about your confidence than anything else because you are still the one getting fucked, even if you’re with the most caring and gentle lover. You are powerful for feeling how valuable your sex is and that you CHOOSE to give yourself to your partner. Now, when you peg a man… OMG! WOW! You probably feel MORE power and MORE control than what a man feels when he fucks you!
And the crazy thing is… men love being pegged. Especially when it’s being done by a woman they are incredibly attracted to who knows what they are doing. I kno

Hey all
What a wild month it's been. About a month ago my egg cracked. I'm 33. I did so much reading and reflection and couldn't shake that I was a woman inside, not a man..I read so many stories from here and other subreddits and was inspired by so many of your stories and saw some of myself. So many things from my life pointed towards it and I just never put it all together.
Yesterday I told my wife. We've been together 12 years. No kids. I've been so scared to lose her going down this path. She's thankfully supportive and in it with me 200%. But, it was still a difficult day with lots of crying. She mourns the husband that she will lose and worries of the difficulties to come. That scares me and I hate to put her through so much. We're each going to see counsellors, as well as a couple's counsellor together. I know my friends will be supportive as well as her family, maybe with a bit of weirdness and learning. My workplace I know will be super supportive. I will 100% lose my dad, he's an evangelical Christian, but he's been mostly out of my life anyway after my mom passed years ago.
The future is scary but also exciting. I just worry about my wife. She says she's going no where but it still hurts to see that sadness in her and makes me question if this is the right path after all. In one way I feel so certain, but the process is scary. Any advice from those who went through this?

Packed up and left 2 days ago after a tantrum involving him leaving the house and threatening to not come back, all because wanted to have some privacy when my best friend of ten years called me on the phone to talk and so I stepped out of our bedroom into the hall. This is just one example of the shit he would do; I was never allowed to have any privacy or independence. Sometimes I gaslight myself into thinking that these things could have been worked through and I should have tried harder, but what I went through I know is not okay. The list includes:
constantly had my phone searched from day 1
constantly interrogated about my past, body count, etc.
Was pressured to quit my job because he got me a puppy and he worked from home but I didn’t and the dog was stopping him from doing his job, and when I offered to pay the puppy in doggy daycare he would object and say that wasn’t a viable solution.
Would make me feel that I shouldn’t want to have a job or have passions/interests outside of the home because he was the “provider” and he didn’t want a modern, independent woman (he made substantially more than me and payed for everything by choice because of this)
Told me since he is a provider he was allowed to leave the house as he pleases without communicating where he was going, gave me ultimatums about dropping friends
would make me feel like I did something wrong because I went out with a group of coworkers and there were other males present
Every time I wanted to go out with a friend he would ask if there would be other guys there
wanted to go on a spa day with friends and told me he didn’t want me to have a make masseuse because he “didn’t want another man touching me.”
He pushed me to react to him in ways I’m not proud of and when I told him I felt like I wasn’t myself and was going to see a therapist his follow up question was what gender the therapist would be.
Gave me an ultimatum to drop two friends I had that he didn’t like which I did end up dropping for him
Would always have a negative attitude/sour face when I said I had an interest in making new friends OR going to see friends
Our first trip before we lived together he had a tantrum because after the trip I tried to head home instead of spending more time with him at his house
Would get mad if I wanted to do something by myself/have alone time
Expected me to drop everything I am doing at any given moment to spend time with him the second he got any free time
Told me I wasn’t allowed to go on trips with girlfriends
Told me I’m selfish and don’t know how to compromise when I have dropped friends for him, given up job opportunities for him, Dropped my ambitions for him, spent an entire summer not working and getting myself into debt to spend time with him, and when I mention these things to him he dismisses them as not a big deal or unimportant
The list could go on. After finally leaving he’s been bombarding me with texts which I feel like are to guilt me, including reminding me how he was “there for me” during an abortion. It’s so hard to ignore these messages.

Hi Guys, i need some help from you to understand what possible to do in my situation. Since 14 i started to play with my ass and was watching normal porn, at 17 i was already fucking myself with bananas and started to watch futunari porn and slowly moved to sissy hypnoses so basically since 19 and now i am 29 years old i am on this shit, at my apartments i already got used to wear girls outfit, last 2 years intensely using butt plugs and big dildos (horse one what is around 2.5inch thick) and last 4 month i am practicing 24/7 butt plug wear. At this point my ass is fucked up literally and i even feel shame when would be needed to visit doctor to show what i have done. At 29 years i am still virgin, had some girlfriend but they took me as a source of money and no more as blowjob i do not received. I have only 2 friends and with them rarely we meet. My family don't know about this my side. So i considering now to meet one older guy from grinder to be fucked, i know it would be big stress. In beginning i had shame from dildo but i kind of got used to it and know do not feel anything bad, so i thought to try my chances with man and hopefully to have at least some close person plus i already got used to this sissy hypno. I dont know who am i, i can tell that i am fully lost in life. I do not expected that sissy hypno would be that powerful, i remember that was reading about such type of hypno videos and it been told its not working if you do not agree with it, so maybe i am really sissy gay and at was natural to me? Because i dont know why i started to play with ass my. And now i watch gay and sissy porn every day, when at straight i am not hard or associate with woman.

So there's a post further upthread where Amber claims she'd consider surrogacy but, "It's so hard for me to trust people." Yet, as discussed in those comments, Amber clearly has enough trust to move in with someone she only briefly spoke to online five times. She also trusts people enough to post shit online and have people cook for her, not exactly something that screams "trust issues."
What we do know, and that has been confirmed, is that Amber is horribly jealous of everyone and everything. I've posted before that my ex is hauntingly similar to Amber, and the conversation regarding surrogacy came up in our lives as well. At least my ex was candid about that the issue isn't money or trust, it was jealousy. It's the same situation here.
For one, Amber would miss out being justifiably doted on because she won't be the one pregnant. Secondly, the child wouldn't have the motherly "bond" that she would with have with the surrogate. The surrogate's blood will run through the baby, so the baby won't be Amber's alone. And the idea of the Jade's egg being fertilized by another man is beyond disgusting to Amber. She will never have a child because she won't be able to handle someone else having the attention, and she wants the baby to be her property alone.

Packed up and left 2 days ago after a tantrum involving him leaving the house and threatening to not come back, all because wanted to have some privacy when my best friend of ten years called me on the phone to talk and so I stepped out of our bedroom into the hall. This is just one example of the shit he would do; I was never allowed to have any privacy or independence. Sometimes I gaslight myself into thinking that these things could have been worked through and I should have tried harder, but what I went through I know is not okay. The list includes:
constantly had my phone searched from day 1
constantly interrogated about my past, body count, etc.
Was pressured to quit my job because he got me a puppy and he worked from home but I didn’t and the dog was stopping him from doing his job, and when I offered to pay the puppy in doggy daycare he would object and say that wasn’t a viable solution.
Would make me feel that I shouldn’t want to have a job or have passions/interests outside of the home because he was the “provider” and he didn’t want a modern, independent woman (he made substantially more than me and payed for everything by choice because of this)
Told me since he is a provider he was allowed to leave the house as he pleases without communicating where he was going, gave me ultimatums about dropping friends
would make me feel like I did something wrong because I went out with a group of coworkers and there were other males present
Every time I wanted to go out with a friend he would ask if there would be other guys there
wanted to go on a spa day with friends and told me he didn’t want me to have a make masseuse because he “didn’t want another man touching me.”
He pushed me to react to him in ways I’m not proud of and when I told him I felt like I wasn’t myself and was going to see a therapist his follow up question was what gender the therapist would be.
Gave me an ultimatum to drop two friends I had that he didn’t like which I did end up dropping for him
Would always have a negative attitude/sour face when I said I had an interest in making new friends OR going to see friends
Our first trip before we lived together he had a tantrum because after the trip I tried to head home instead of spending more time with him at his house
Would get mad if I wanted to do something by myself/have alone time
Expected me to drop everything I am doing at any given moment to spend time with him the second he got any free time
Told me I wasn’t allowed to go on trips with girlfriends
Told me I’m selfish and don’t know how to compromise when I have dropped friends for him, given up job opportunities for him, Dropped my ambitions for him, spent an entire summer not working and getting myself into debt to spend time with him, and when I mention these things to him he dismisses them as not a big deal or unimportant
The list could go on. After finally leaving he’s been bombarding me with texts which I feel like are to guilt me (including stating he was there for me during an abortion) I’ve attached some of the screenshots, but there is much more. Is it safe to say he is just trying to manipulate me?

Pics:
https://imgur.com/a/PTI8oue
https://imgur.com/a/u5lPFC0
https://imgur.com/a/WJmGeyx
https://imgur.com/a/ysn9Typ
https://imgur.com/a/5mJ3X5v
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We are in Italy and in the morning while checking out some random guys stole our camera from our car. My husband was putting the luggage in the car and the car was unlocked. There was a random person in the parking who started asking something to my husband. While my husband replied him his friend came from behind and stole the camera out of the passenger seat. This happened literally in the span 20 seconds. When my husband notice they both were gone. He told the hotel reception the weren’t helpful at all about the situation and started saying we aren’t responsible for the parking even though it was there private parking. The manager wasn’t even showing the security footage. Upon insisting she showed the footage and everything was caught on camera. We could even see the face of the man who stole the camera from the car after that the guy tried to pick the suitcase but left. But the manager was insisting the he didn’t do it and was making excuses for them. Then we called police from there they noted everything took details and told us to report to the nearest police station. We went there the women couldn’t speak English she sent us to another police station. At this second one they said it’s an immigration police station go to another one. I told the police woman there about the situation oh it’s just a camera and then they gave us another address and there we were told the samt thing that it’s not a complaint center go back to the nearby police station. At this point we just gave up. The whole situation was fucking bizarre and the response of hotel staff and the authorities was the worst. Tbh we knew we weren’t going to get the camera back but we saw the faces of those assholes on security camera and we really wanted to at least report them so they don’t do this to somebody else. This was such a special trip for my family and we are so sad that we lost all the pictures on camera.

Following on from a comment I read yesterday about a dog being considered dangerously out of control in any situation in which it is able to bite someone: I walk to and from work with my very large, greyhound mix type dog. I'm a 27 year old woman and on repeated occasions we have been harassed in the street by local drunks/nutters. One in particular has repeatedly attempted to get close to the dog and myself and has caused me to have to scream at him to get away. On the last occasion he was wearing a balaclava and calling me a 'stupid c*nt' for shouting that my dog wasn't friendly. He is generally a friendly dog, but in a situation where I feel threatened/when being approached by a strange man at night I have reasonable suspicion he'd bite, as yet I have been able to get the person away from me (including a physical push away on another recent occasion). I've also warned people that my dog may bite if they continue trying to approach us (I don't start with this, I usually try to be a bit more civil at first 😅). My concern is that if someone ran up behind us or I was unable to get them to back off, I don't know that I'd be able to control the dog to prevent a defensive bite. Should I have a muzzle on him when walking through areas where this happens? Or would a repeated verbal warning to the approacher be sufficient? I'm completely willing to muzzle him for his own safety, and I already own a muzzle for when he's around my friend's cats. I don't feel I'm at huge personal risk on my commute generally, but I live in an area that has a pretty big drug/homeless problem and obviously these interactions and the post yesterday have made me worry about this