I am burnt out. I feel exhausted tonight. I am constantly 24/7 stuck in a house with 4 kids, one being a toddler and the other a 4 month old, all 4 want to be up under me 24/7 the older 2 don’t listen…… I can’t even get someone to watch my kids for a few hours while I run fucking errands. I am literally losing my fucking shit and yes I know I had these kids but where in the fuck is my break, better yet my village? I am sick of everything and everyone at this point

I PAID FOR 3 ABORTIONS THAT MY GIRLFRIEND AT THE TIME WANTED. IT WAS NOT MY CHOICE. SHE SAID IT WAS HER CHOICE, NOT MINE. IT DID NOT HIT ME UNTIL YEARS LATER WHEN I REALIZED WHAT I JUST THREW AWAY. IT WAS VERY PAINFUL, BUT WHEN YOU ARE A MAN YOU SUFFER IN SILENCE.

My family is from the East but I was born in Lagos. I am the only one in my family who doesn’t speak Igbo, all my extended family (grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, etc.) speak it but I never really cared for it that much. Sarah (my girlfriend) knows I am an Igbo and she asked if I spoke Igbo but when I said no, she didn’t push which I found refreshing, usually people ask a lot of questions. She never said she spoke Igbo but I remember her watching something and hearing Igbo but I figured she had subtitles on. If it’s important, Sarah is from Lagos and we have been together for 3 months. It’s not long but it’s been intense. My grandmother had birthday on Saturday and my family threw her a huge party. I invited Sarah to come along with me as it would be perfect time to meet my family and they’re always very welcoming. She agreed. When we got there, everyone switched to English to speak to Sarah but they quickly went back to Igbo. I went to grab a beer and came back to find Sarah talking to my aunt, in Igbo (!). I came over and played it cool, telling her I didn’t know she spoke it, yadda yadda. When Sarah was with me, she spoke English but whenever she spoke to one of my family members alone, she switched because they switched. It made me really uncomfortable, especially since it wasn’t your typically barely spoken Igbo, it was full on, fluent Igbo and she understood my fast speaking relatives. I got really annoyed with her but said nothing. My grandma told me how much she loved Sarah and how she’s happy I found such an amazing girl. All my family loved her……

I cheated on my husband three years ago while traveling for work. It was a one night stand and we didn’t exchange numbers or keep in contact. I don’t even know his last name. Until last month, I’ve never told anyone about this event. At the time I cheated, I didn’t really care because my marriage was rocky and I felt unappreciated. But my husband and I reconnected during quarantine and I started to feel extremely guilty. Last month, I thought I would try going to confession with my parish priest. He said I needed to tell my husband as part of my penance. I wasn’t really sure how to do that, so I’ve sat on it. Last weekend I came home to my husband throwing all of my stuff out of the bedroom and trying to kick me out of the house. He knows everything. Apparently the priest followed up to see if I’d told my husband, and when my husband said he didn’t understand what the priest was talking about, he told my husband about the affair. My whole world is exploding because I thought confession was supposed to be private. Does the priest have any kind of liability or responsibility?

I was chatting with my boyfriend who is in the UK and he asked me if have done any abortion before. I told him I will answer that question next time we see each other in person. I’ve asked my close friends and she advised me to tell him the truth. That it will make him to trust me more and he will know I’m fertile. I’ve done 18 abortions. Should I tell him the truth? Or I should just say 2.

My wife deleted my girlfriend’s (Naomi) number from my phone and saved her own number as Naomi. I do not know who told my wife about my girlfriend. She then sent me a message saying that she needed 200k for something urgent. I rushed to my wife and asked if she could loan me 200k, I even lied to her that my brother was sick and needed the money. My wife gave me the money and I sent it to the account number provided in the text message. I was at home wondering if she got the money because I didn’t hear from her. I then sent her a message asking if she got it.. Her response was….. Call me now.. I went behind our house to make the call.. You can imagine my horror face when I heard my wife’s voice instead of Naomi… It has been days now and I have been standing outside.. do not know how to get back into my own house. Please advise me on what to do…

I’m about to vent about my ex so please please please continue scrolling before making sick remarks or whatever. I don’t want advice, I think I just need to get it out of my system.So we started dating last year in June. We had a good relationship, it was long-distance but it was healthy. Or at least I thought it was. He would come visit me and I would go visit him and we’d stay for long(weeks) in each other’s presence. He was the perfect gentleman, the man who was raised well and had the best manners. He was sweet, loving and he was all a girl would wish for in a guy. He was Bible-orientated, really believed in prayer. Really, I have no bad things to say about how the relationship started. It was beautiful in my eyes. Things started becoming rocky around October of 2021 when he first hit me through my face neqr the South Campus Tuck Shop while he was drunk, I also thought it was because he was drink and that he would never when he’s sober. But I stuck it out and thought those were just the ups and downs of a relationship, also I was very in love with this man. Things spiraled out of control during this year when we were living together. I’d been in a fight with my dad’s family while I was in the Eastern Cape (King William’s Town) and I was taking on so much strain that I decided to leave because my parents live in the Western Cape. This is how I moved into his room. During the #Sizofunda ngenkani campaign in January. All I had when I arrived at his place were the clothes on my back and the bag of clothes that were in my……

Her boyfriend called her while we were having sex she answered it and we continued. Her boyfriend kept asking her why she moaning and she said she was masturbating.

I told my girlfriend I want 8 kids and she’s arguing like she’s going to be the mother.

My son proposed to his fiancée about six months ago and she said yes. They’re super happy, we love her family too. I just found out today that another girl is in love with him and plans to propose next week… should I say anything? Oh and also, he’s 4. They’re all 4.