he fucked with the wrong Sicilian woman
I'm engaged and our wedding date is actually within the next couple weeks. We weren't planning a extravagant wedding or anything, just the courthouse then a small get together with the family. We are both excited and still planning on marrying despite the Corona-virus outbreak. I've always been a clean person but now that I have extra time on my hands, I've made cleaning, cooking, and taking care of me (beauty wise) my daily hobbies. I thought I was being the best woman I could be in a situation like this. I even bought a new expensive collection of Tupperware, pantry organization and stocked food because one wish I wanted before the quarantine came into effect was that I had the kitchen in tip-top shape since I would be spending much more time cooking and cleaning for him. Well that's not what he wants. If it was up to him he would live in complete filth, like something you would see in a frat house. I argue that it will stay clean. He argues back and gets more angry, to the point where I feel a little threatened. And on top of it I mentioned to my future mother in law and it seems as if she's "ganged up" with him and gives me a not so nice attitude. Now he treats me not so nicely and isn't emotionally engaged. Well let's just say that I'm super lonely, depressed, want to leave. I have to wait as I am not in a position to leave right now. I am sleeping in different rooms until further notice. And denying him of all sex as of yesterday. I am open to rebound as well at this point. Until I figure something out I'll be using this $200 clit sucking sex toy to get me through the pain. At least it will keep me from crying. I feel like he fucked with the wrong Sicilian woman.
pickled beet juice
My husband yelled at me for cutting too much off the ends of the asparagus for dinner. We ended up screaming at each other, there were tears, followed by silence and then cold meals. He later apologized and blamed it on his “man period”. The next morning I poured some pickled beet juice with a small wad of crumpled tp into the toilet for him to find. He. Was. Terrified.
hotel dad
I’m quarantined in a 150 sq ft hotel room with only my dad and my dog for the month because of weirdness with escrows and moving houses when all this stuff hit the fan. I haven’t seen my boyfriend in 3 weeks and needless to say I’m having some...unholy thoughts and urges...that I can’t even do anything about because again, I’m in a HOTEL ROOM with my DAD in the bed NEXT TO ME. This is going to be a long couple of weeks until I get my own room (and my man back) again
quarantine date aftermath
I met this guy 2 weeks before quarantine happened at a club and we didn't get a chance to meet again before lockdown happened. So he proposed a "quarantine date" where we both sat at the "bar" we'd made up and had some drinks on a Facebook call. All in all, we were on a call for more than 5 hours and it was great and I got very drunk which felt very strange once we hung up and I was just sat in my bedroom alone with an empty bottle of vodka.
i live with my 60 year old landlady and my mischief of rats
My partner and I are in two separate households. I live with my 60 year old landlady and my mischief of rats, and my partner lives with his same age female housemate. Neither of our housemates were super keen on allowing the other half of our relationship move in so we are each stuck on our respective islands. We were thinking about moving in together in the autumn. I've taken to making essential journeys on my daily walk to a post box to mail letters and little notes of and postcards. We only live about eight miles away, and we have agreed that if we both go out on our exercise at a similar time and move half a mile in the direction of each other's location, then we can steal a mile back and even if just for a moment feel slightly closer to each other. We try to watch Netflix movies together using the Netflix Party plugin for Chrome and we call each other every day. We are taking Chinese lessons together with a Chinese tutor online. It's tough going as we're used to seeing each other at least once a week and especially since every distance relationship advice is all about making sure that you know when you're going to see each other again. Because in reality we have no idea when we're going to see each other again. I think we can make it through this though, and hopefully next time there is an international pandemic, hopefully we'll be quarantined together.
150 sq. ft, 24 hours a day
my boyfriend and I decided on our 2nd date to remodel a school bus into an RV and leave everything behind. After 8 months of dating we did just that, and have been living together and traveling fulltime since September. We work on the bus, adventure, eat tacos, and argue. For all of the beauty in our journey, it's been a daily challenge that we haven't always felt like we are winning. And just when we were excited to re-normalize, stop moving, and get jobs, social distancing started. And suddenly this is the happiest we've been since we started this life together. Hearing stories about couples having the same problems we do after only 2 weeks stuck at home together - 2 weeks! - makes us realize that we're normal, we're doing ok, and we're so incredibly grateful for this experience and our health. We're back to dancing in the kitchen, counting stars on the roof, and stealing extra-long kisses in our tiny, perfect quarantine.
pregnancy scare
I'm quarantined with my boyfriend of six years. I've been waiting for my period to come for more than a week. I have an IUD, it's unlikely that I'm pregnant but I'm sooo scared. My boyfriend has been so supportive, telling me that we're gonna be okay whatever happens. I love him so much and I want to raise his children some day. But I'm not ready yet. Gonna take a test tomorrow. Wish me luck!
welcome to the candy shop
My 7 yo daughter just brought a ziploc bag with 4 m&ms into our ’classroom’ and said, “Mom! I can’t believe that you and Dad ate all of them!” I quickly snatched the bag from her hands, ate the rest, and handed the empty bag back to her. My 8 yo daughter lost it (I mean...lost it) and through her tears said, “I‘m just disappointed that you would be so selfish, Mom!” I was really struggling to not laugh the entire time.
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fuck peloton
She hates the puzzle. I hate Peloton. What we have is a fundamental misalignment on definition of "useful consumption" of time. Those inanely positive trainers on the stationary bike drive me up the wall, and the puzzle is a great painkiller (particularly served with whisky). We love each other. This is not an existential threat to our marriage. but f-k that stupid bike.
fuck diets
Got into a fight with myself. Couldn't decide if it's safer to go to the grocery store with a mask or to order Instacart. Decided on neither. Opted to break Keto after 3 months and eat a bowl of ice cream. Ice cream makes everything better.
refund
We were about to move into a two-bedroom apartment in my building. After four years, we broke up on the day the president announced the 15-day quarantine. We broke up over a fight we had at dinner two weeks prior. He had brought me flowers and I wanted to put them in water, we squabbled and it ruined our dinner. How petty and dumb, right? Now instead of checking on each other, he's dropping off the key to my apartment, the parking decal, and the key to his bike lock that is on my bike. He's kindly asked that I gather his things and leave them at my front desk for him to pick up, including the bike lock. Can you imagine focusing on a bike lock when the entire world is dealing with a global pandemic? Good riddance if you ask me. I'd like my four years back, please.
codeword “mask 19”
My girlfriend and I had been already in almost daily fights over trivial shit. Now with covid, me working from home and her unemployed shit has hit the fan more than before. I have been cursed at, swung at, blocked from leaving my room and the list into more basic things continues. She’s already said she wants to break up and when I say ok in comes the manipulation again on how I don’t care to try anymore. I can’t even fucking move right now to be done with it all. And my workspace is our house’s shared living room. Fuck this covid shit. I hope others are staying safe.
laundry list sans laundry
A few of my parent friends wanted to know how awesome it is for us people who are quarantined without kids. Let me paint the picture. Working. Netflix. Animal Crossing. Scroll the phone.... Walk the dog. Breathe in the yellow wind. Sneeze like crazy from allergies. Fart and Burp WAY too much around each other. Get secretly disgusted but then remember you just did the same thing. Soooo much mindless scrolling of youtube, Netflix, all those. Scroll scroll scroll........SCROLL! Oh! The dog needs to go out again!!! (Dog literally snoring under her blanket) We should start a fire! No....then we'd have to stay outside in pollen hell and tend it. Scroll scroll scroll scroll..... This cup looks dirty....I should wash it. (There are no cups....sink is empty) Grabs a nearby cup and washes that anyway. Scroll scroll scroll scroll scroll! Oh Pinterest! Recipes! Ideas!!!!! "What do you want for lunch honey?" "Just a sandwich." 2 hours later..... Presents a dish that would make Gordon Ramsey weep with pride. "I thought you were making dinner in there so I already ate a sandwich." *contemplates knife skills* Scroll scroll scroll scroll.... We should clean the yard. Pollen hell. We should clean out this old storage stuff. No.....no one wants to do that. Scroll scroll scroll......... Oh look! The dog needs to go on a walk.....!(Dog farts in her sleep and keeps snoring). Feel envious of dog. Stare around the room and ponder the existence of everything in it. Decide to open the door for fresh air. Yellow pollen wind literally blows INTO the house. A fly gets in..... Hours later hubby does an amazing ninja door opening trick to rid the house of said fly! You mentally cheer for him and vow to remember this moment forever. Scroll scroll scroll........ We should take the trash out.....
animal house
In lockdown with my two dogs, two cats and Teenage daughter. She spends all day in her room, stays up late and sleeps in. She gets mad at me if I make any noise in the morning. She only talks to me when she comes out for food. I’m isolated from my boyfriend and sometimes I cry all day long. I used to walk my dogs on a deserted road next to my house. The other day one bit a jogger. I left their leashes at my boyfriends house so now I drive 35 miles into the desert to walk where no one else should be. I still see people there.
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We were homeless. Living in my car. The two of us, my 6 year old, and our cat. We just got out of a lease we could barely keep up with and could not find anywhere else to go but still kept pushing for that dream house..just a few numbers away from the perfect credit score..After 2 months of staying outside BOOM corona virus happens...Shit started getting real, the news was playing on the radio constantly warning us of the dangers. Gyms and parks started to close down and we couldn’t find a decent shower/use the bathroom. We still maintained our normal lives and went to work, cared for my son, the kitty, etc. I don’t think anyone suspected a thing but who knows... After 2 months of staying outside and a few emotional breakdowns, my boyfriend made the call to my mom panicking, even after I begged him not to - my mom is one of the most frantic people I’ve ever met, believes in tradition..we never see eye to eye.. and I was scared she was gonna call the cops. Only my son and I could come back home...not [insert name] or the kitty.. I’m devastated...I think I went off the edge that night, screaming at everything and nothing...kicked him out of the car for telling her everything and went on a mission to find him again...but he said he needed us to be safe..he is a guy and could handle it..he said he loved me that much and needed for me to be ok. So for the first time I listened. We still saw each other every day after he got off work and constantly called/texted each other every hour or so...we loved each other that much that we couldn’t bear to waste a second without reminding the other that I love you, lets eat something, let’s go do whatever u need to get done, hows my cat, etc...he still went to work, I still did a few house cleaning jobs that I maintained even after getting laid off from my temporary job that was supposed to end at the end of April..2019 was hard I couldn’t find a stable job, I dropped out of college to keep a flexible schedule..we were both working all the time, anything we could find and it was nice to come home to each other..it made the days less depressing. Most important, my son was happy and healthy, one of the top students in his kindergarten class...the coronavirus screwed us over without infecting us physically. The new goal was to scramble to find him somewhere to stay...It’s only been 2 weeks back home and 1 week that he has been sporadically staying at a friend’s house we finally found a nice place that the cat could stay until it the shutdown ends...so he’s at a 1 bedroom with 4 other people living in it. A friend from an old job opened the door to him. One of the roommates has chronic cough which added to his anxiety. Today he lost his wallet. He called me all day long asking for my advice. He thinks someone stole it. Maybe a roommate? They never seemed to care about the virus and throw kickbacks at the house where my man is supposed to sleep on the floor and leave for work at 6 am..Therefore adding to the stress. Some nights he would still stay in the car because this crowd of people seemed off to him/he was afraid that one of the guys was infected...We were supposed to get a house by now we’ve been working towards it all year long and finally got news that we could be approved...But nobody’s opening doors for anyone right now. The wallet with around $500 in cash, id and all personal info gone. And he speculates a roommate took it because they decided out of the blue their broke asses could afford luxury substances I couldn’t even tell you the name and tell him get over yourself, it’s just $500 bucks you’re trippin. So now he calls me on the phone and asks me to let him stay at my parents house, these people are acting sketchy af. We’re already 6 people in the house, and parents...they are the strict, traditional type. I ask anyways...the answer is no. I ask again and again...the answer is still no. I tell them he is struggling, he and I have always been a team..the answer is no, doesn’t he have a family? He calls me to tell me that I put my family first he’s always second and that I’m not any good for him I didn’t try hard enough...that he needs someone else who is better for him in his life. I hang up because I need to keep it together...I don’t even know how to feel. I want to think of a list of reasons...maybe was there someone else? Or maybe he never loved me all along...I’ve been crying here and there and don’t even know what to do next. I haven’t even told my sister, I tell her everything...I’m sad that I can’t even help the person I love...I’m sad that we worked so hard all year, struggled so much, just to be pushed underwater even more. I know I’m not the only one out here experiencing this...there’s worse off stories...We thought we were gonna be ok...why am I still thinking we’re going to get a house...why am I still in denial that any of this shit is happening?
he found what?
The night before social distancing started in my area, my boyfriend and I of 6 months had an argument about my “stress level” (which he found very unpleasant)- that resulted in a dramatic exit on his part, and a promise on mine that if he left, that would be the end of us...and so it is. For context, we are both in our late 40’s, divorced, with teenage kids.
*sniff* *sniff*
“Babe, which pit smells worse?” “I am not smelling you.” “Come on! Welcome to quarantine!” Dear reader, I promise you, he’s not even a bro. 😐