Candace Jo

Just found my my boyfriend of 9 years gave me chlamydiaI went to my usual OBGYN appointment and she was asking me the usual questions and what not and while she was you know all up in my downstairs she suggested I get a screaming for all STD and so I did and look what you know it came back that I have

chlamydia . So I told my boyfriend and asked him and he was like no where would I go? Who would I do that with? And I’m like well I’ve only been with you so how else did I get this? Now we’re both looking like deers in the headlights and I’m just so sad and upset. I know it’s curable but still. Anyway this is my sad 2am snack. And to make matters worse we live together and share my car so I’m extra mad like wtf.

He told me I was paranoid.But he was having an affair with a mutual acquaintance for months. He would take awkward photos of me for his social media so she could make fun of me behind my back. I knew something was off the minute it started.

I figured out and we split after 15 years and two kids. The divorce is going to be final soon, I live in a smaller house and I cleared all my debts. I feel free now and I don't even care what they are doing.

I'm looking forward to my future adventures

Feta fried in sesame with honey and chilli.

I walked in thinking I’d just survive the night… nopei’ve been absolutely slammed with work lately...like brain fried, zero energy, surviving off snacks type of week. came home friday night expecting to just rot a little and instead…

house is spotless. like actually clean, not “quick tidy” clean.

dinner already made, not a “figure it out” situation...fully handled.

he tells me to go relax because he’s about to run me a bath.

AND THEN this man disappears for a bit and comes back with the book i’ve been talking about wanting to read for weeks. like he went out of his way to get it that night??

anyways… i had my lil girl dinner, my bath, my book, and a full emotional reset.

Im leaving my abusive boyfriend today.I met this man when I had just turned eighteen. He was nearly thirty. I was homeless, naive. I just wanted love and to feel safe. I moved in within weeks. For a while, everything was magical. He was gentle, attentive, he remembered the little things about me. I felt like the most special girl in the world.

Then things changed. It started subtly. He stopped asking how my day was. He told me I couldn't be on birth control AND have a job, because he was worried I'd cheat. (He was cheated on by his ex, and constantly constantly accused me of doing the same. He even accused me of sleeping with his 56 year old father a few months after we met.)

Then controlling what I eat, who I see. Where I go. I don't want to trigger anyone reading, but the abuse did eventually turn physical.

I had enough a few weeks ago, when he left me bruised up pretty bad. Im twenty now. I signed the lease on my apartment a few nights ago, and I'm leaving in a few hours to get my keys. Im never coming back here.

To any young woman reading, that older man will not save you. Keep yourself safe, always.

Fried egg, toast with butter and smashed strawberries.

I realized my boyfriend does not like me.My boyfriend does not like me and I realises recently I need to leave. he's the third man in a row to treat me not so nice and I don't get it. im not perfect by any means, but I've been a good girlfriend to him and have loved him ferociously.

He doesn't kiss me really or tell me he loves me. The other night we went to a bar, a man got a little too close to me and made me uncomfortable. I started crying so we left. I asked him to put music on so I could distract myself, he turned it off and started an argument about "not understanding why I was upset" like it should matter why.

We broke up about 2 months ago because he lied to me about something big but I asked for him back thinking it'd be better. it's like he's gotten worse since then. I just don't understand why he's the third man in a row to mistreat me. I think the negative energy from him is causing the paranormal activity in our house to escalate. (I hope im doing this right. I've never posted on here before)

BF extended work trip w flirty female coworkersI prepped this to be his ”welcome back” dinner, but I made it for lunch. My first time making 3/4 of this. I normally make Caribbean foods, I think I did well 🤩

hot honey chicken tender, greens w smoked turkey leg, baked mac&cheese, cornbread.

edit: I thought a title was good enough 😂 behold and be entertained by my stupidity

my bf and I have been together for 8 years. He’s early thirties, I’m mid twenties. He is my first ever boyfriend.

A few months ago he mentioned to me that he was invited on a work related trip by his company. Pretty large corporation that I’m sure most people know. I was super proud and excited for him. I asked if I was able to go and he would reply “maybe, we’ll see. I think you’d be bored in the room all day.“ The trip was to the Bay Area and we live (together) in Tennessee. I shrugged it off until eventually he said that it would be too expensive for me to buy a ticket for a barely 3 day trip. I agreed and decided to enjoy some quality alone time.

The trip was this week, starting Monday and meant to end Wednesday. He called me at 2:09am and when I didn’t answer, he texted. It could be summed up ”Hey, I know it’s late. I’m going to stay a bit longer to explore the city. Everyone is going home, but A & B wanted to stay. I didn’t want them to stay here alone, it’s dangerous. I’ll be back home later this week. I love you.“

A & B are two female coworkers of his that I have had issues with in the past. The issues are not directly with them, but more so with the relationship he has with them. Technically he’s their boss. He is in group chats with them and has sent and received messages and shorts that I consider inappropriate. Some days it would start at 2am and end at midnight. I’ve spoken to him about this and he recognized the issue. I left but he said all of the right things and I wanted to believe him so bad. I’m not sure if it persisted because I am not in the habit of checking his phone. It was a stupid “loyalty test challenge“ his niece asked us to do for her YouTube and when she saw how uncomfortable I was she stopped recording and got really quiet. He assured me that A & B would not be there. Obviously they were.

I responded around 10am and told him that it was fine for him to stay, but don’t expect to come back to this house. I already planned to pick him up and began prepping yesterday. He told me it would be a couple of days, now it’s going to be a week? Insane. He called me asking what I meant and if I really didn’t care that two women would be in a city alone with no one they knew as if they hadn’t made the decision to stay longer. I told him that they had each other and if he stayed, they would have him too. I hung up, did a long workout, got ready for my day, and cooked. He called saying that his ticket couldn’t be changed again (yeah, right) and he already booked a new room. In a different city. I laughed and told him to have a good time, called his mom, and asked her to come over tonight to get some of his things. She said her son is a du***ss and she will be over in 3ish hours. We have keypad locks so I removed his codes and changed mine.

I should’ve seen the signs sooner, but I decided to trust someone that has little regard for my feelings. 8 years, no ring. I would almost feel better if I had a shut up ring. Almost. I had a long walk and will be taking myself on a nice date this weekend. I feel so stupid and incredibly embarrassed.

My butt cheeks are currently waxed togetherSalmon and Brocolli pasta with wild garlic.

Not sure how to navigate this one. Just trying to have some peaceful self-care time, waxing my booty… you know, personal admin.

Doorbell rings. It’s the police.

And because I’m a law-abiding citizen, I panic, pull my trousers up, and sprint to the door.

Dear reader, the damage is done.

My cheeks are now… sealed for freshness.

Currently attempting squats like I’m training for the Olympics.

My EX boyfriend insulted my body, that bore and fed a child, so I physically escorted him out of my house and life.He tried negging me a couple times over the past few months, and I started watching him close after the first time.

This man was a DOCTOR OF PSYCHOLOGY, and has absolutely no self awareness. He was a terrible partner and used intermittent reinforcement and love bombing to try and force emotional attachment.

He moved to negging when that didn’t work.

I should have left him months ago, but I was interested to see where it would go.

And it wasn’t a failed experiment! I learned so many new RED FLAGS in men.

He was a real son of a bitch. Full of hubris and bu****it. And this man is 48! I watched him throw a temper tantrum one time! Just like my child!

I’ve been wondering when I would have enough and end it, and last night he hit my threshold.

I literally stood him up, made him put his shoes on at midnight, and shoved him out the door saying, “be gone, bad spirit!”

He told me to have a nice life, and I already do, so I told him if he came to my house again I’d call the cops.

These men are mother fu**in trippin.

And to people wanting details about what he said, go be messy elsewhere. I understand the curiosity, but it’s really not s**t I’m interested in sharing.

I’m very healthy, and it was total bu****it he spewed just to try and get me to value myself less and not leave him.

And he IS NOT the father of my child. That’s my ex husband, who I also had to throw out! Im 43, and I’ve had many relationships.

ROFL apparently I created a "hostile work environment" because I speak someone's language "in secret"There are 3 team members from a different country in my organization that have been talking among themselves in their language.
I speak their language.
They don't know I do.

Over the last 5 months they have talked about:

How annoying and pushy I am (because I drill them on the business needs and don't just accept every request they have)

How I probably slept my way to my position (because I have big b***s) including trying to guess which one of my colleagues have actually slept with (at first I thought they were talking about our colleague Randy) (IYKYK).

How embarrassed my kids are to have me as a mother / my kids deserve to be bullied for having a w***e as a mother (I don't have kids)

How I dress provocatively to tempt my married boss (in the immortal words of Mei Lee "I wear what I want, say what I want, and I will not hesitate to do a spontaneous cartwheel if I feel so moved!")

How I look tired/have black circles because at night I suck dick for money (I do suck dick at all hours of the day, I wasn't aware there was funding available)

who do I think I am to tell them what to do with their budget (I am your Finance Director you dick cheese, it is literally my job)

We had a guest speaker from their country who I welcomed and helped set up. I may have looked straight at them a few times as I spoke with him. It was beautiful watching their faces turn from confusion to shock to terror.

They were panicking like "wow we didn't know you speak the language, how long ago did you learn, how come you chose [language]" I said something like "I like knowing what people say behind my back, or in some cases, right in front of me" and I gave them my signature death glare.

So this morning their director, my VP and I got in a room. Apparently by not disclosing that I speak their language, I "withheld crucial business context from them" and "created a hostile work environment". We had a good laugh about it and they will let the managers know not to forward any similar complaints.

Now they "no longer feel comfortable collaborating with me". Too bad, you sagging ballsacks, you're stuck with me.

My brother’s daughter is also his nieceOk here’s the story…When I was in college, my twin brother started dating my housemate (I set them up). After a few years, they they had a kid and then eventually got married. On the day of their wedding, my half brother, who nobody had seen for about five years, showed up out of the blue. The three of them quickly became besties and when we all moved to a new city, those three got a place together.

Fast-forward a couple of years and it turns out that my sister-in-law still wanted to be my sister-in-law but she just wanted to trade up which brother she was married to. So my twin brother got divorced, my half brother got married, and family gatherings got complicated.

Skip ahead another couple of years and my my half brother and his new wife (my twin brothers ex wife) had a couple of kids. So now I have three nieces who are simultaneously sisters and cousins and who have dads who are both uncles and fathers.

Vanilla ice cream with a slice of chocolate cake