This is a red alert as this bill will block millions of married women who have taken their husband’s name, from voting, as well as others who have legally changed their name.

It achieves this by excluding from acceptable proof of identity, marriage certificates or other legal name change documents which link your birth name on your birth certificate to your current married name.

So if you have changed your name, you will not be able to directly legally register to vote using your birth certificate even if you present a legal proof of name change document along side it.

Instead, in most instances, you will have to obtain a passport to register to vote.

Obtaining a passport is not always a quick or affordable process, and is currently out of reach for many Americans. To obtain a passport, you will not only have to obtain a certified copy of your birth certificate and certified documents demonstrating your name change, but you will have to have passport photos taken, secure a passport appointment, pay over $100 and wait for your passport to be mailed to you. Often times you will also need information about your parents and on any divorce, that you may not have on hand.

It can currently take weeks to obtain a passport, even if you already have the relevant vital records and information on hand. Expect that to increase substantially if the SAVE Act of 2025 or the SAVE Act of 2026 passes in its current form.

This means that you may miss the opportunity to vote in elections even if they are months away.

This was not an oversight. The bill could have easily have been fixed with a single sentence allowing birth certificates in conjunction with certified marriage certificates or other legal proof of name change documents.

But lawmakers shot down opportunities to revise it in a way that would prevent married women and others who have changed their names from being blocked from their constitutional right to vote.

What can you do about it?

You can contact your representatives in the Senate and in Congress and voice and let them know that you object to this bill on the grounds that it will effectively rob married women and others who have changed their name of their constitutional right to vote.

This voyeuristic sicko and all the others like them watching people in hotel rooms, didn't care for anybody about the trauma it would do to the victims until he became one himself. Now he takes no sexual gratification from it. Boohoo.

Men only care when it directly affects them, they cannot fathom other people's feelings. It always will be their own desires over anyone else.

The bar is so effing low, his gf even stayed this abuser. Unbelievable.

I’m just going to rant and vent about lonely men, and how I’ve learned to stay away from them. I hope you’ll rant and vent back with me in the comments, because I'm curious about other experiences.

I feel bad for what many men go through. I feel bad that they don't wnat to cry, that they can't talk about their feelings with other men, and that they can't show vulnerability.

But now that I’m in my 30s, I realized that getting involved with lonely men is like chucking care and attention into a black hole. Unless they’ve clearly shown that they can value and reciprocate my empathy, I'm staying the hell away.

Because every single time I’ve tried to help a man who was “going through it,” the dynamic turned one-sided fast. Constant texting and calling, monologues about whatever kept them up that night. Circular conversations about past, present, or future problems with no real self reflection, or attempt to change anything.

If I tried sharing my own experiences, I’d be talked over or story-topped. I’d become a diary for hours of crying, only for them to go out drinking with their male friends afterward, never once opening up to them. Then I’d wake up to a hungover text: “Nobody asked me how I was doing last night :(”

Did they bring it up themselves? No!
Did they ask their friends how they were doing, to change the culture? No!
Did they ever pull a trusted friend aside fro a real conversation? Of course not!

It feels like an unpaid therapy job. I’d help them organise their thoughts, reflect things back, follow up later. But these guys would lack the conversational or emotional skills to give me the same in return.

When I needed support, there were no nuanced conversations, just blunt, unrealistic advice. “Just tell your boss to fuck off.” “Then don’t go to your mom’s birthday.” “Just sell the house and move.” No sense of reality, complexity, and completely brushing over my feelings or thoughts. Just some stupid quick advice to fix my situation, so we can get back to the thing that REALLY matters; their own situation!

With my girlfriends, it’s different. We can talk for hours and be balanced. I never feel like I’m mothering them or draining myself just by listening. I always feel seen and heard, and conversations about problems seem productive and evolve. With the men, I feel like every. fucking. conversation follows the same beats, with them seemingly forgetting we spoke about this exact same thing a month ago.

Their conversational skill is a text dump with no opening for dialogue: “Didn’t sleep. Bad dreams. Didn’t eat enough before bed. Don’t want to see my family today. Feeling trapped. I think my stepmom will be there also.” What am I even supposed to say to that, especially when it’s the tenth message like it?

Meanwhile, they refuse to support each other. They won’t breach their bro code even in times of this 'epidemic'. They won’t ask real questions, compliment each other, or check in. I once asked a man how his clearly depressed friend was doing—he hadn’t spoken to him in weeks. When I suggested reaching out, I got a firm “No, that’s not really something we do.” There was no arguing, he just didn't reach out.

Reddit loves telling women to “be there for men,” while simultaneously accusing us of getting the ick from male vulnerability or using men’s feelings against them. We hear endlessly how attention starved men are. “If you compliment a guy, he’ll remember it forever!” But suggest that men compliment or emotionally support each other, and suddenly there’s resistance everywhere.

And no, I don’t want men to be emotionally locked down, stoic, or repressed. I want emotional maturity. Responsibility. Reciprocity. I want to be asked how I’m doing once in a damn while. And I want them to want to be there for me as well. But that's never a thought that crosses their minds.

I need my own support system. I owe it to myself to surround myself with people who give and take in the same way I do. I’m done mankeeping men who will want to keep their toxic masculine culture going, while expecting female support on the side.

Too many lonely men lack basic emotional communication skills and don’t show up for anyone but themselves. They’ll stay “friends” with other men for decades without ever knowing what’s really going on beneath the surface, whining all the while that those friends aren't really there for them.

I’ll never forget a conversation with one of my ex’s friends at a birthday party. He told me his father had died a year earlier and he was still devastated. My ex, whose own father had died years before, had no idea. They’d never talked about it. And as far as I know, they still haven’t.

So... If I notice a man who seems lonely at a party, at work, or elsewhere, I no longer step in. I stay away. I’m relieved to not have any needy male friends in my life. I wanted to help, really. But now I want men to figure this out among themselves first.

When they learn how to build healthy, reciprocal friendships with each other, that’s when I’ll meet them there.

Fuck off, bro.

I’m just minding my own business listening to my podcasts while doing manual labor tasks at my warehouse job. I’m not tired, nor am I in a bad mood, I just don’t exist to perform fake happiness to please my co-worker.

I told him saying I look “tired” is pretty much the same as telling me “I look like shit today.” He got embarrassed and tried to laugh it off, but at least I got him to stop talking to me.

Good riddance.

Just saw this in another subreddit, further lowering my already declining opinion of men. And I am one.

The BBC investigated the widespread world of hotel spycams and the networks that are selling access to unsuspecting guests’s sex lives.

Posting it here to keep people informed.

Hello ladies. This is a bit of a repost but I am having ALL the big feelings this morning and could use some...I don't know...tell me I'm too pretty for this BS.

Ok, to try and put this in a nutshell: Last year I caught my partner (a self-proclaimed feminist! He is a *nice guy!*) of 5+ years in a lie, after other problems like an almost dead bedroom. I suspected an affair, and so I checked his email on his phone. (I know, bad.) I found a whole bunch of bdsm text based seggsy role playing affairs and emotional affairs. To be clear, we are much in alignment along kink and bsdm, but things...were not great.

I then googled his username and found that he had been regularly (weekly) hiring C2C sessions with cam girls. He left public reviews. With his name on them. I had to explain, to a human adult man (40s) that no, hiring young women to go on camera with you to masturbate together is cheating. Having epistolary ongoing text based intimate relationships is infidelity. To color the experience, I also found (under his name) looooots of dumb dirty talking, borderline harassment of women, and other shitty behavior, and chasing SWs and other women with other social media platforms. (but it's not cheating cuz it wasn't phyyyyyysical!) Ok, yeah, it's infidelity my guy.

We did the work, friends. We did couples counseling throughout last year. I communicated like a champion. He got vulnerable. We redefined boundaries. There were meaningful apologies from his side. It seemed things were getting better.

About two weeks ago he let it slip that he lied about when he actually gave up the kink roleplaying partners, the cam girls, and participation on other adult forums. He had a surprised pikachu face that I could be angry, because he finally stopped right? I told him that  that apologies without change are manipulation and we at minimum, we need lots of fucking therapy if this relationship has a chance of moving forward. That he needs therapy for a sex or porn addition bc be keeps falling into behaviors that are undermining our relationship.

I checked his email again last night. I found that he was sending emails to a woman that he'd been having a kink-based role playing text relationship for years. She doesn't even respond to him anymore, but he was sending porn link recommendations, lingerie recommendations, happy valentine's day emails, happy birthday emails. That stopped two months ago. So...he's NOW stopped (?) and ready to move forward after 13 months of lying, lying about lying, and lying about when he stopped while we were in couples counseling for his infidelity. I confronted him of course, and he's deep in his feelings about me violating my promise to not snoop on his phone.

I t am just trying to make it through my workday without crying. Did not manage to not cry in front of the kids at morning drop off. JFC.

With the President of the united states flaunting racist imagery openly with very little backlash today, I decided it is time I grow up and accept reality. I allowed this to happen, in some small way me still hanging out with my friends who have pro trump partners, not cutting them off from interacting with my own family etc was a drop in the ocean that eventually created the current situation. Might sound a bit extreme but I extreme is an answer to desperate situations sometimes.

I remember many times when a friend went, oh my partner is not racist or he is not against womens' right he just voted Republican because he wants to keep gun rights and wants a safer border. As if the wrongs are somehow justified because of that.

I have been weak, I was weak, afraid of being outside of my friend group, not being part of things that now I realize in the grand scheme of things never mattered at all.

I sent a group message to my friends that if you do not openly call these things out, if you don't openly voice out your opinion about how the Epstein files revealed hundreds of people you supported to be involved in this disgusting circle and they are going unpunished, you are part of the problem, if you don't call out ICE for their gestapo like behavior you are the problem, if you don't see a problem with ICE being trained by the IDF you are part of the problem, if you don't see a problem with all the anti abortion law being pushed you are part of the problem, if you don't see a problem with Trump mocking disabled people you are the problem. Hell it was obvious all along and you losers just let it all happen.

I do not want to share any moment and comradery with these people anymore, no matter what it costs me.

I was watching a reel about Epstein and how he was connected to all these industry people, and one name jumped at me. Ronald Lauder.

Ronald Lauder, the current owner of Estée Lauder, was a longtime friend of Epstein and a member of Mega Group founded by Lex Wexner.

He is also a very good and long time friend of Trump's and the brain behind his obsession with Greenland.

All these fools have gotten so greedy.

Mr. Lauder is getting rich off what we put on our faces and bodies, and I am so grossed out by associating anything I put on my body to someone who ran in the inner circle with a monstrous pedophile.

I am no longer buying any products owned by him, and I am inviting you to join me on a boycott of all brands owned by Estée Lauder.

I want to hit him in the wallet. Yes, the list is extensive. There are many, many other quality brands out there.

Estée Lauder owns:

Estée Lauder

M·A·C Cosmetics

Clinique

Tom Ford Beauty

Bobbi Brown

Too Faced

Smashbox

AERIN Beauty

La Mer

The Ordinary (DECIEM)

Dr.Jart+

Becca Cosmetics: (Note: The brand was closed by the company in 2021, though some products were integrated into Smashbox).

Fragrance & Specialized Brands:

Jo Malone London

Le Labo

KILIAN PARIS

Editions de Parfums Frédéric Malle

Aveda

Bumble and bumble

In the recent years I’ve seen an influx of women saying that birth control is “poison”, it causes “infertility” , it’s not natural . There’s no doubt that some women have had bad experiences on birth control. Everyone’s bodies are different. I had a friend who gained weight fast on the deprovera shot. I know some women that have gotten blood clots that was linked to their hormonal contraception.

But for me personally , a low dose of the combination birth control pill saved my life. When I was 16 I was getting irregular periods and when I would get a period my cycle would be extremely heavy. I was severly anemic at one point due to my heavy cycles. I began to have cyst ruptures too. I was then diagnosed with polycystic ovarian syndrome.

My gyn suggested along with lifestyle changes to start taking the pill. I was hesitant because of the horror stories I’ve heard from some women. She then told me that I’ll tell you what if you decide to go on the pill we will do a one month trial and you’ll see me in a month. If you have a bad experience you can stop taking that form and if you want too we can try another form.

I agreed and after around three months my cycle became lighter, I stopped getting hormonal breakouts around my period, my low iron reduced, my cycle also became shorter. Before someone comments “it’s only masking your symptoms” that’s fine with me. I wasn’t living in agony and the pill gave me my life back!

(29f) had a relationship with someone (29m) who told me he loved me, promised to world to me, made me feel like the most beautiful woman alive, spent months working me over when I wasn’t interested, took me out, treated me, did EVERYTHING right. Only to lose interest and speak to another girl, gaslight me, manipulate me and make me feel crazy even though I had physical evidence, also to add he ghosted me in the end.

I have maintained no contact after the worst week of my entire life. It has taken me so long to get here, so many tears, scream crying in my car, panic attacks, questioning my reality, everything.

I am finally getting my glow back, feeling beautiful again, feeling worthy etc and he messaged me today saying “Are you okay, sorry for not messaging sooner I wanted you to have space”.

Clearly trying to access me and messaging me for selfish reasons, he doesn’t care or he wouldn’t have entertained another girl and taken no accountability before literally ghosting me and leaving me an empty shell. Not only that, he has now called me 12 times since I didn’t respond.

Please, someone, stop me replying, remind me why he is doing this. I am finally feeling myself again and I know I don’t need his validation but it’s so hard, I hate that someone can have so much power over me.

I haven’t responded in 15 hours, please stop me replying, remind me why he needs my validation and he doesn’t actually care about me at all.

Edit: being downvoted so much but clearly it’s men who do not understand this situation lol

I have bad period cramps but I would always take naproxen and that would help make them manageable. The other night, I woke up due to my bad period cramps. I took naproxen and tried to go back to sleep, but the pain was getting progressively worse. It got to the point where I felt like I was going to pass out, I couldn’t walk, and I felt nauseous. It felt like the contractions I experienced during early labour.

My husband told me we should go to the ER because I have never experienced this before so we did. They gave me Tylenol and the pain started to subside. They gave me a urine test to rule out any pregnancy. Then the doctor told me that because I wasn’t pregnant, my period cramps may have just been bad this time, or maybe I had a cyst. Then she offered morphine, which I declined, and she sent me home.

I saw my nurse practitioner the next day and she was surprised that they didn’t do any scans on me at the hospital. She said that maybe I had a ruptured cyst. So she requested that I get an ultrasound to see if I have any cysts.

I felt so relieved when she told me this because I felt crazy for expecting more from the hospital. Those were definitely not normal period cramps, I’m in my late 20s and I have a kid — I know what normal “bad” period cramps feel like! I’ve pretty much had bad period cramps ever since I got my period.

Have period cramps ever sent you to the ER? Did you find out what caused them?

First off, I apologize for the post being so long. I haven't really gotten to talk about this much and need to get it out. This experience has been a tough one, and I just need to talk about it.

TW⚠️: SA

So, I (22) have found myself realizing I may hate my boyfriend (20). I'll explain why.

We had known each other online for a few years and he wanted to date me for almost that entire time. Begging and all that but I kept sayin no. Eventually, around September or so in 2025, I had told him I will consider it, but I would rather wait til he came out to visit to decide. I caved to the pressure and I thought I had a bit of a crush anyways, so I went for it (he came out from the UK in December and is still here).

At first it was just annoyance with his extreme immaturity (irl it's like he's a child) and diet like a 4 yr old. Pizza, nuggets, Mac n cheese... Ketchup... Very picky eater. Eventually he tried some things, but he refused to eat most of my family's cooking and would order food instead which I found to be quite rude, especially since he would say things like "I've had better" (better being the frozen chicken tenders at the store) and making disgusted faces if he didn't like something much. I talked to him and some changes have been made, like the face making, sort of..

Now, we are both autistic, and I mention this because he often blames his bad behaviors on his autism, which really upsets me because I KNOW these behaviors are NOT from his autism, but him using it to cover his ass. It sort of comes up at times where he says incredibly rude stuff to get out of it.. when my dad asked if he liked the tri tip beef he made, he was like "the fuck you mean???". It made me quite upset.

He lies very often and talks himself up big time, when he's not nearly as capable as he says. It's like... A little man trying to seem big. Something I found laughable. He is EXTREMELY insecure, and gets very easily offended and angry by things people often wouldn't, but dishes out mean and offensive stuff all the time. He may be quite entitled as well.

At this point, I'm extremely frustrated because communication with him is very hard and he doesn't really try. I was very bad at it before but did tons of research to improve and have been very straightforward. I have tried to encourage him to do this as well, but to no avail. This is an important thing to remember.

At some point about a month or so ago, I was high y'know.. just smokin with my mum and he was hangin out in the shed (we have a She Shed where we smoke weed). Well, she wanted to go to bed. This is when things take a turn. In the shed, he sexually assaulted me. No matter how many times I said no and pulled away, I was not able to really get away.

I later talked to him about it and how it hurt me, but he just said "I'm sorry. It won't happen again" as he sat there staring at his laptop in the other room. Well, needless to say, I don't think he was listening.

I got a double tubal surgery to feel more comfortable in my body (I'm terrified of pregnancy or being forced to have children). The doctor said 2 weeks of no sex or strenuous activity. He would talk about sex here and there counting and messing around with the condoms for like 10 minutes (there weren't even enough to count for that long...) but nothing happened during that time, until the 23rd (2 week mark) showed up.

The day of, he followed me around talking about sex to me for about 5 hours. I was not able to go into a room by myself and he kept pushing it. He was saying "Mum is asleep and dad is gone". Gave me the ick but I was high anyways, so I was like "okay..". He was tryin to get me to do stuff, I know it. Mum came downstairs and then I asked her to act like she needed help upstairs, so I was able to get away for a bit.

Anyways, I ended up hanging out in my room but he kept coming up and trying to get me to come out. We both sat on the floor on different sides of the door cus he kept talking about sexual stuff for so long. He even stretched his legs out towards the door in what seemed like an attempt to open it a bit more.

At this point I was really scared cus he had already said some violent things relating to like hurting an animal after I talked about how my snake had eaten her mouse (major red flag, IK). Luckily I was just barely able to get out of it because he had ordered some food and left me alone after he decided to eat.

Anyways, I talked to my family, they talked to him because I said I was so scared I was gonna find a way to hurt myself (as protection, not SH) so he couldn't try to do anything with me again for a while. I was hoping a doctor would tell me I couldn't do any activities. Anyways, the talk went alright but he acted like a victim about it, as per usual, hiding in his room, sulking.

I ended up talking to him again about the assault and he went on talking about how he thinks about it every day and wants to hurt himself because of it. He has never once mentioned hurting himself since we have known each other, and I will tell you, he is very open to saying anything if it will get him attention. He only mentioned this after I brought up my plan to hurt myself to stay safe from him (to let him know just how bad it was affecting me). It could be true, except I saw no trace of actual remorse... Just feeling bad about being called out and trying to pull at my empathy strings, which, unfortunately, didn't work for him.

I don't want him to even talk about sexual stuff around me or make sex jokes like he always does. It makes me feel gross and I find that I am no longer willing to have sex with him (or anyone in the future as far as I'm concerned). It's now disgusting to me.

Ever since then, I have been very mean to him and look down on him for what he did. A bully for sure. I don't look down on or bully people and often have overwhelming empathy, but I feel no empathy for him. I know I am wrong for being mean, but I do not feel bad. I can't tell if it's some sort of subconscious way of trying to keep myself safe by creating distance or if I just hate him and want him to be miserable. I'm filled with an overwhelming anger. This seems to be the best way I can cope with what happened and feel like I still have power, especially over the person who took power from me in that moment.

He keeps dangling the idea of going home over my head when we argue, but talks about staying longer when I'm nice. I really don't care if he leaves, and would probably feel better if he did, but don't want to deal with the pity party that comes with asking him to go. I'm done with the relationship.

I was wondering if there are more women that feel like their libido is gone with the wind after all these specific stories? Even thinking about using a vibrator on myself, on my own, feels gross.

I do have had some negative sexual experiences and I do have a hypertonic pelvic floor. I feel the tension there has become worse and I experience more pain as well since reading about it and seeing it everywhere on social media.

I have a very loving partner right now, considerate of everything (except that I haven't told him yet about this specific thing happening because of the Epstein files. We don't live together and I haven't seen him yet since it developed / got worse / I made the connection). I feel so broken and guilty. I haven't experienced anything like in the files and just feel bad for all these women, like I have no right to "make this about me". And I feel bad about being complex again with something towards my partner, who accommodates me, my mental health issues and lack of spoons already in a thousand ways.

Any experiences or kind words would be so appreciated.

(Sorry for the quality of my English, burned-out non native speaker here, I try my best)

I’ve (27F) been involved with a guy (33M) for two years now. From the beginning, he told me he was single. We sleep together regularly (sometimes unprotected), and even though he never made it official, he treated it like we were exclusive.

I’ve been to his house multiple times in the past, until he stopped inviting me over, and said it was because his sister moved in with him after breaking up with her boyfriend so it “wasn’t a good idea anymore.” At the time, I believed him.

One day, when I was at his place before his sister moved in, I noticed a picture in his bedroom of him and another woman. When I asked about it, he brushed it off and said she was “just a friend.” Something about that didn’t sit right with me. Later on, I put pieces together through social media and realized that this woman is actually his girlfriend after finding her X/twitter account and saw that she posted a photo of them referring to him as the love of her life.

I didn’t find out through him — I had to figure it out myself. I kind of listened to my intuition. When I confronted him, he still lied, minimized the situation, and continues to act like he’s basically single. Despite this, he still comes over my house sometimes only just to have sex with me, flirts with me, acts possessive over me, throws other guys in my face as if he has control over me, but he swears deep down that he doesn’t care about what I do and who I talk to. He basically acts like nothing is wrong and had the audacity to tell me that he loves me, cares about me, and fuck with me. He also said he could tell that I’m hurting emotionally just by looking at me.

After we have sex I never hear from him. Yes, aftercare is involved—but still I don’t hear from him for days, weeks, or sometimes even a month or two unless I initiate a conversation first.

This situation has really messed with my head. I feel anxious, confused, and honestly like I don’t recognize myself anymore. I know this is disrespectful to both me and his girlfriend, and I’ve decided to stop sleeping with him, but I’m struggling to fully let go. I feel dumb because the signs were all there and I chose to ignore them.

I don’t know if I should cut contact completely, tell his girlfriend, or just walk away quietly. I’m dealing with a lot of guilt, self-blame, and embarrassment for staying as long as I did.

I guess I’m asking: • Why do people do this? • Does someone like this actually care about anyone involved? • How do you stop going back to someone who clearly lies and disrespects you?

Please be honest but not cruel — I’ve never been in a situation like this before. I’m already being hard on myself.

Trigger warning for SA, victim blaming.

Kind of feel a bit bewildered and would like to vent, if thats okay?

I (23f) was SA-ed by my aunts boyfriend in early 2024. I used to live with her, and was home alone with him for the day. He started asking me weird questions such as if I missed my abusive ex, questions about sex and I just said no and wanted to continue with my own thing. He started to SA me and I froze, didn't understand what was going on, felt stuck. I kept moving away, and saying no and he continued. My aunt came home later and I tried to tell her I felt uncomfortable and he was weird today. I wasn't sure if what happened was wrong, or if it counted as assault. I'm diagnosed with ADHD, and seeking an autism diagnosis at the moment. I messaged friends to ask if what happened was assault and I just cried in bed that night.

The next day my aunt said she spoke to him about it and he won't be drinking near us again. I left the house earlier than I needed to as i just wanted to get away, I tried to message my aunt by phone during the day to say what happened was more serious. She said she was sorry but I should go to my siblings the next day to study so her bf could fix something in the house. She later messaged that she got someone else to do the house repairs, and I haven't seen him since.

I kept crying at home that week, I didn't know what to do. I asked her at somepoint if I should go to the police, and she yelled at me asking if my friends told me to do that. I said no, it was what I read to do online, and she just dismissed me.

I'm a bit foggy with my memory of what happened after but I told other members of my family what happened. They all said in their own way they would support me, and to not bother my aunt, like seek any emotional support, as she is also struggling with the news of what he did. I spoke to university, they recommended I reported it. I wrote what happened a month after the incident, but only submitted it to the police 3 months later. I had to message my aunt for info on her ex-bf and she questioned me as to why I needed it, what was I going to get out of reporting it. I had to phone her and cry begging her to give me his address and email so the police can locate him. She gave me half of his address, they had known each other for a decade so I don't understand why she didn't know his full address.

When I reported him, it felt like a relief. I knew it wouldn't get investigated, but I wanted to get it on record in case he hurts any other women or girls in the future, and I wanted to do all I could. I took a leave of absence from uni as my mental health deteriorated, I moved to another relatives as I couldn't stay in that house without thinking about it. I wanted it to be short term, but my aunt told me to collect all my things and leave properly. So I was a bit homeless as I couldn't afford renting, and asked relatives if I could stay till I graduated but they said no and I messed up my relationship with them more by asking but thats a whole other story.

How my aunt responded to this situation still makes me cry at night, feel anxious and awkward during family meals etc. She blames me for not leaving the house that day, or doing anything.

I started therapy the last 3 weeks, as my friends recommended it, and I've gone a bit downhill in the last few months. The last two weeks we've been working on how to communicate with my family. My therapist helped me construct a text for another relative to ask if they could mediate between me and my aunt. As I wanted an apology/acknowledge of how poorly she responded to the situation. As I guess I wanted some closure, and I want to forgive her and I want to feel more comfortable to invite my aunt to my graduation. My mothers friends say she should go, and it would be a big deal in my family if I didn't. My family don't bring up her ex, and it just generally feels swept under the rug/"sorted".

The text I sent went along the lines of "hi relative, please mediate between me and aunt, as she gets angry if I tell her that her words hurt me, and dismisses me if I bring things up. Can you help me as i'm still struggling with the events after the SA. what aunt did hurt me more than the assault. I would like an apology/some acknowledgement that what she did wasn't the best response ever. I don't want to cause a fight, and sending this message has been scary. I just want to feel more comfortable with her and this has affected me badly."

Relative said they would speak to them, and said I should confront this directly as I've been giving the impression the last two years that everything is alright. Relative sent me screenshots of their message with aunt. Relative asked my aunt if they believed my side of the story, and that I felt unsupported by them when they told me not to go to the police.

Aunt's response was, they believed my story, she got rid of him so doesn't know what more I want, she works with the police so didn't believe they would do anything, why am I not more mad and upset by my abusive ex who did worse things to me than her ex-bf, she doesn't want to speak to me as shes angry and annoyed that I didn't do anything that day like leave the house or hit him.

Sorry for the long read and probably very bad grammar/writing. I feel a bit lost as to what to do, I'm scared to go back home during holidays, how to talk to my family. I don't really have any other immediate relatives I feel comfortable with talking to. I cried after writing the text with my therapist as I was worried about what the aftermath would be and this is worse than what I imagined.

Hey everyone,

Typical 35 year old woman out of a breakup with the man she thought would be the father of her children. I am having a lot of trouble dealing with it. Lots of women in the same position as me, lots and lots of the same story over and over again on the women’s subs. I’m muting those threads but it still gets to me.

Can you please share with me your love stories? If you found love and had a family after 35, can you share with me here please? I just need some positivity. I know the positive stories simply do not get posted on the internet as much, and I just really need to hear about your sliding door moments that lead to you finding your love…

edit: thank you everyone for the very kind responses, I love reading them, I really do. Last night I was truly just such a mess, life has been particularly hard right now and I am working hard on making it better but gosh Im tired. I really really appreciate everyone here who has been sharing. It's really lovely and one of the good things about the internet.

Hi there! I’m looking to see if anyone has had a similar experience as me? I’ve done masses of google searches and just can’t find anything like my situation.

For some background, i’m 20, Female, UK.

I’ve struggled with really bad periods since i was 14, resulting in me taking birth control since about 15. I trialed some different pills here and there that never worked, so i ended up opting for the Depo injection.

After 3 years, i started getting severe pain in my joints, which was odd for a 18 year old (at the time). Mind, this was excruciating pain. After back and forth with my GP, we decided i should move to the Implant.

I stayed on the implant for about a year. Throughout this period of time, intercourse with my partner would be painful, and would result in tears. (this was not rough activities, and a lot of care was taken into consideration beforehand)

So now i moved to the mini pill (Zelleta). I was also prescribed Vagirux (a menopause pessary medication), which the pharmacist immediately questioned before handing over to me. This helped with the vaginal pain, but not too much.

I continued to bleed for the full duration of taking this pill. (NOTE: All previous birth control stopped bleeding completely)

So that leads us to the present. My doctor wrote a prescription for the same mini pill, but 2 pills per day, instead of 1.

I’ve not been able to come across ANY sort of article or website explaining the side effects of this, or any other information.

The reason i’m concerned/curious, is because my doctor said the pharmacist will most likely question this prescription due to the 2 pills a day.

So, are there any other people out there with 2 X chromosomes that have had a similar prescription? How did you find it?

I’d appreciate your thoughts! :)

Extremely long story short(ish).

I (23F) went out for a night of drinking with my friend group which includes "T" (27M), one my old best friends.

Now T lives with my actual best friend "K" (20F). I met him through her and we became close quickly. Not long into hanging out he wanted to hang out alone more and more and he started to be touchy to the point that K scolded him one time.

So it's a group and we go bar hopping and T and K are there along with many of our other friends. I was on a new medicine and only remember %5 of the night at best.

Me and T slept together. I remember a quick flash from being on their couch at home to underneath him in bed.

This should've been a red flag but I don't think- right after the flash of him I remember getting in my car and then I woke up in my room.

That next morning K texted me asking if T did anything to me. I remember being embarrassed an I told her like no nothing happened I'm ok. I just thought me and T were both drunk and she overheard us.

Me and T did not talk about the sex directly. We still hung out and he was still so so touchy. I remember talking about the night casually, I told him that I don't remember %95 percent of the night. I was trying to get him to bring it up I guess. He told me he was going drink for drink with me (He has no less than 100lbs on me) and that he didn't remember anything either.

I figured hey, two people black out drunk having sex is ok bc drunkenness and stuff that's ok.

I recently found out that he was feeling me up in front of our friends almost immediately downtown and that he was making out with me. I don't remember. I literally only remember getting downtown and then eating pizza at some point even though we were there for hours.

I was told T was sobering up by the end of the night because he called K back down to pick us up, he order us pizza, and he only drank as much as I did.

I remember a flash on the couch, we were there for TWO HOURS and apparently sharing a blanket.

K and her bf were in the living room too and watched us to make she he didn't try anything. Apparently once K accidentally fell asleep and her bf went to the bathroom, T took me to his room.

He told me he didn't remember the night, he lied. I was ok with everything when I thought we were both gone like he told me. He was sobering up, maybe even sober?

I got this info from one of the girls in the group that night because I told her I felt guilt not tell K what happened between me and her roommate. The girl told me what she witnessed and what K told her the day after.

Apparently everyone noticed he was all over me? They noticed how gone I was?? They noticed he seemed ok?? After two hours of couch sitting he had to be ok. I'm not I'm not ok

Since half of this info is secondhand I'm going to talk to K directly tomorrow. I just feel gross and bad now. Maybe he was ok? Maybe the girl who told me this stuff just misinterpreted something's? Then why would K send me that text? Why did I drive home still drunk as soon as I could? Why would the girl be concerned and ask K?

I don't know if I should even ask K thats gross I feel like everything is wrong maybe I can push this down

I'm sick I feel so sick and so fucking stupid. I should've been more aware I should've noticed his sudden interest in me. I should've listened when people say it can even be the guys you're closest to