uhhhhhhhhhh

When I bring up annoyances I have with my wife and things she does, I'm an unappreciative gaslighter not allowing her to have emotions. When she brings up annoyances with me, I'm expected to present a ten point plan for change in the future and to recognize the psychosocial patterns that undergird my entire existence. Getting to the point where I want to throw on the full cut of SHOAH every time someone says "my emotional labour".

you do

We have been living in different levels of this house, per a separation mandate from doc while one has been experiencing COVID-19 symptoms. Self-quarantine is ending, and I don't want to go back to living together with the hubs. COVID-19 has brought much wrong to light as it concerns this marriage. Does either of us have the strength to act on the truth?

being a man is not a flex

Single man, fit, cisgender, over 40, and full of gregarious vigor. Been in touch with every woman I’ve been keeping in mind... and lo and behold, they’re as captivity-thirsty as I am. An intimate dinner for two at home over a light meal and a bottle of wine results in a new grind every evening... I think all of Paris is out and about during lock-down. It explains the morning glow.

the perfect day

at first i though there was going to be a murder (not really) but we take the day and do different projects around the house like laying tile or cleaning the grout in the shower dusting dishes cleaning hand rails doing some yard work then go out for coffee and back home it has been great then watching a movie at night and cuddling

breaking up, breaking through

I broke up with my boyfriend because he would rather isolate alone than with me

welcome to the shit show

Rona has given me the wonderful opportunity to be at home with all five of my lovely children! Just want to share how it’s been going... Much to the horror of my oldest daughter, she’s had to move back home from college. I went outside to help her unload her things as she pulls into the driveway on two wheels. When she opens her door I’m hit with the overpowering smell of skunk.... skunky ass weed, that is! Oh, and she’s the proud new owner of a skanky little tattoo. Now I know where the money we so generously give her each week is going.... For some reason my 17 year old is not able to understand this whole “shelter-in-place” order... but the one thing she is so very sure of is the “fact” that I’m deliberately ruining her life by making her stay home while all her friends are still hanging out. I’m pretty sure there’s been a breakup with her boyfriend thrown in the mix... ultimately that’s my fault too because I wouldn’t let her see him. There’s been lots of slamming doors and yelling and tears. My 16 year has completely changed his sleep/wake patterns. He has been starting his day around 10 pm and conveniently ending it shortly after the rest of the family wakes up each day. Although he’s too sweet to say it, I know he does this so he doesn’t have to witness the daily shit show the rest of us are privy too. Smartest kid in the bunch if you ask me! My 8 year old and 4 year old have become quite proficient with curse words and they’ve had daily fist fights. The four year old is a little beast. They also stood in the driveway facing the road (as cars passed by) and had a pissing contest... when I realized what they were doing I yelled at them... the four year old turned back to look at me when I started yelling and pissed on his brother., which resulted in another fist fight! Today my eight year old broke out one of the living room windows with a ball. My Four year old put our dog in a choke hold, which I’m quite disturbed by... oldest daughter made it a point to tell me that harming animals is a sign of becoming a serial killer. WTF! My husband and I have found it next to impossible to have sex while everyone is home. We’ve managed twice— once in the garage and once in the bathroom. Both times it was a race to the “end”... both times he won.

*crickets*

Day 16 of my states shelter in place ordinance. I haven’t had quiet in my house since all of this started. And it’s not even because of the kids. We have a cricket. Which doesn’t sound that bad, right?? Wrong. That little fuck, crickets all day, and all night. When our house should be quiet, when the kids have all gone to bed, there he is.... cricketing. And if you’re wondering if we’ve looked for him- duh. We emptied every cabinet of the kitchen looking for him before realizing that he must’ve gotten underneath into the baseboards. Completely out of reach. So for weeks now, he chirps in our echoey kitchen. Well today- on the 16th day, he came out. We killed him. The end (Currently enjoying the quiet of my house)

anonymous but named

I got dumped by the guy I was seeing one week into a five week quarantine order. Literally nothing bad was even happening between us--all we were doing was going to the beach, having sex, watching netflix, and eating meals together. I even watched his fucking dog while he went surfing! His name was Kaipo Meller from Honolulu, Hawaii. Avoid him like the virus, ladies.

social distance can be more than physical

I've been in a LDR for around a year now (boyfriend in the UK while I'm in India). He was supposed to visit me this March and we hadn't seen each other for 4 months, but his trip got cancelled. I flew back home before the nation-wide lockdown and so now the both of us are living with family. However, both of us have way too much pent-up sexual energy in anticipation for his visit that we have to somehow release now, except I share a room with my sister back home. We've ended up having to resort to very rapid phone sex that first requires me to text my sister telling her not to enter the room and keep my parents out as well (we're Indian and no one knocks on doors before opening them). I'm glad she's understanding and that we can look each other in the eye right after, but I never knew my life would come to this. It keeps things exciting!

exciting can be good!

I've been in a LDR for around a year now (boyfriend in the UK while I'm in India). He was supposed to visit me this March and we hadn't seen each other for 4 months, but his trip got cancelled. I flew back home before the nation-wide lockdown and so now the both of us are living with family. However, both of us have way too much pent-up sexual energy in anticipation for his visit that we have to somehow release now, except I share a room with my sister back home. We've ended up having to resort to very rapid phone sex that first requires me to text my sister telling her not to enter the room and keep my parents out as well (we're Indian and no one knocks on doors before opening them). I'm glad she's understanding and that we can look each other in the eye right after, but I never knew my life would come to this. It keeps things exciting!

do it!

I want to break up with my boyfriend, again. This will be the third time? We aren't quarantined together. He comes to run, around the park, with me as much as he can and makes the effort to see me. We are always getting in arguments and he's still out and about, even spending nights with his lesbian friend-making edibles. he said he likes to be an anomaly. I told him we can't see each other unless he's taking precautions and stops going out. Now I'm wondering if sex, physical contact, and or intimacy was the only thing holding us together. Also, if this quarantine is leading to drastic decisions or if an end was inevitable between us.

the best you can

I was only supposed to be subletting a room for the month of march, from a dear friend while she was supposed to tour around usa with our friends band. While the tour got cancelled due to a family emergency, I still took the sublet because I had already paid and was really looking forward to it because i havent lived anywhere besides my parents! And all my friends live there. Then around mid march quarantining started to take place. My roommates continued to have their partners and other people theyre involved with come in and out of the space we all share. Mean while i was definitely not okay with it. Theres 5 people who live there right now including me, 2/5 of the roommates do not want anyone coming into the house that doesnt live there. 3/5 of the roommates wouldn't mind if everyone elses significant other was coming back and fourth... do they not know this is a global pandemic featuring life and death situations? So far ive been told that some people at the house are WILLING and ABLE to pay my rent if i want to dip out for April? Excuse me? Why dont you just learn to gain the ounce of respect for your friends health and well being? The only thing i could compromise was a solid two week window where no one comes in and out that doesnt live there. I cant control others actions but i can try to set a boundary. Currently trying to sort out another quarantining space that feels like a safe space for me. Thank you for creating this platform. You are not alone.

to be a human resource

Last year I hooked up with a co-worker, and much to HR’s despise, we decided to quit our jobs and formally date. A few months ago, we started pseudo-living together by alternating nights at our apartments. When COVID-19 hit, we agreed to quarantine together, confident that the tricky beginning of our relationship made us immune to silly fights and tantrums. Today he sent me heated texts that I closed the door too loudly (I was trying to be quiet!). I suggested that we should tape the door, or that maybe he can mute himself when I need to get up to use the restroom. He proceeded to send me a diagram of the doorknob, with instructions on how to quietly close a door. “And don’t get defensive about something like this. It needs to be done.” I booked a flight to my mother’s house for tomorrow night, where I’ll have to strictly quarantine for 14 days in a separated part of the house. At least I can open and close my door there. Looks like HR got what they wanted after all. 🤷🏼‍♀️

our hearts go out to you

I live in a house of 9 people and 5 cats most of whom are unemployed now because of COVID19. Except me. I am a fulltime university student, and I now work from home as an administrative assistant. Normally, I love the flexibility to work from home, but normally all 6 of my roommates and their 2-3 girlfriends are not home with me. Did I mention my roommates are in a band? Actually they form several bands in different constellations, but that isn't important. What matters is all of their gigs are cancelled, so they have nothing to do but sit at home playing rock music and video games into the wee hours of the morning. I'm going crazy. I have 5 papers due, and it is my employers financial year end. On top of this I am playing mother to the household to get our house clean up to par and coordinate sharing the space. Until last Friday when I lost it on my roommate's girlfriend for going on a non-essential social outing and not maintaining 2 meters distance. She isn't even paying rent here, yet we let her move in with her tw cats until this passes. Which the Canadian Government is now saying will be July at the very earliest. I sent a long harshly worded message to the house group chat about how her and her partner could go quarantine at her place if they aren't going to follow the rules here. This caused my other roommate to have a panic attack and threaten to kill himself if we broke up the "family". My partner then turned on me screaming that this was my fault and I'm going to kill Dave and calling me a bully and arrogant. Bully? No, bossy? Yes. Arrogant? Maybe. Responsible for Dave's mental health? No. Anyways I guess her and her cats are staying for fear of upsetting the balance further. I am supremely grateful that my therapist is doing phone sessions because I don't know how we are all going to make it out of this alive at this rate.

[lovesick]

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. It does not. “I think I’ve got it.” he says. I breathe in that musty quarantine air, a deep breath, because I know this means I won’t see him again for a few weeks. We live exactly 1.2 miles apart. Frankly, I am not surprised. You see, my new boyfriend has a long history of somatic symptom disorder, going so far as to manifest actual symptoms that range from fevers to chest pains. I’d caught a few signs that he was closing in on a diagnosis(random text: “I coughed three times.”), but I had hoped that the awareness of his past behavior could help separate true symptoms from his anxiety. That’s not to say that his pain wasn’t real, but only that symptoms triggered by a virus could actually affect other people. And yeah, I selfishly wanted it to not be true. Because over the past three months we had dealt with crazy work schedules, shingles, pregnancy scares, lay offs, depression, and now this. In short, we quickly reached maximum capacity for bullshit and somehow managed to still like each other. Our plan was to quarantine together and do all the things that couples do. Movies, cooking, late-night runs. Sex. “My chest feels tight and I’ve had a few chills.” he continues. Single cough. “Well, let’s play it safe. Stay inside, monitor your vitals, and drink lots of fluids.” I tell him. I choose to believe him, because we’re all scared, and we each cope in different ways. The doubts are still there, of course, but I’ll let his mom and therapist deal with them. Given the state of affairs, we likely will never know if he had COVID-19 or not. As I write this, I wonder if this is an exercise of patience or one of acceptance. My heart no longer longs for times that never were. 1.2 miles is not enough distance to bring us closer, but it is just enough to show me what my heart wants. After our call, I open all of my windows to let some fresh air in.

you are not alone

Hi, I'd been single for 8 months and dating on and off, unfortunately end up quarantining alone in my small apartment. Despite of some lonely and horny nights, I'm doing pretty good MYSELF. Just wanted to let other little horny girls out there know that they are not alone :) Happy quarantine!

thursdays are the best

I wake up with a smile, knowing this day is gonna be good. I prepare breakfast, open my laptop to work a bit on my thesis. Even the weather could be ugly outside, I know nothing can let me down today. My soul is shining bright and I smile ceaselessly. I clean my entire room, make it pretty tidy and start to do some cooking. I make something special, try out some vegan food or something which usually requires more time. Now it doesn't matter because this day deserves decent amount of time spent on making it perfect. Once I'm done with cooking, I have a shower and put on the clothes I love the most. I'm excited to meet my love and when he enters I feel my heart beating more fervently. Usually we eat together and after a while we leave for a weekly yoga class which is so damn good and powerful, I can't just put in words. After the yoga, we are at home, cuddle on my bed sipping tea or eating fruit, everything is so peaceful and magical. I love being with him. That day, 3 weeks ago something unpredictable happened and our little world utterly changed. He spoke the words I feared were coming but never really though this all would reach all of us in Europe and hit that hard as well. The finality of his leaving seemed devastating but also completely comprehensible. I bursted into tears and my crying was inconsolable. My mind was flooded with thoughts and could not stop the heavy wheezing. He put my arms around me and stroked my hair, kissed me and hours just passed by at night. We talked and listened to music until we couldn't keep our eyes open. He fall asleep with my hands in his. The lovely, lovely Thursday we had came to and end. It has been 3 weeks ago and I haven't seen him since. Thursdays are the best - as this somehow became a saying between us lately and since this pandemic has been messing up our days, I try to stick to this. That Thursdays shall be at least a tiny bit better than the other days. So, I'm watching a photo of us which is a memory of a tipsy but such a joyful night. The moments we spent together planted a smile into my heart which will last just as long as it should be - until we see each other again!

day seventeen

Day 17 of quarantine and my husband tells me “maybe after this is all over we should go our separate ways.” Now all I can think about how I wanna strangle him, but I would be the only suspect.

maybe try virtual couples therapy

We took it seriously right away. Today marks four full weeks since my kids and I have left our property. Thankfully we have two acres for them to play on, and the weather is getting nicer. But now we're social distancing through the whole month of April, and who knows if that will be the end of it. My husband does landscaping, which is not really essential but classified under "home maintenance," so they're still getting some work done and getting paid. I'm glad, because if he was at home with us daily, doing nothing but playing video games and complaining that the house can't stay clean - even though there's only one person out of the five who live here that cleans - I would seriously be considering staying in a hotel with the kids for a couple days a week. I'm simultaneously grateful for the extra time, and resentful that the extra time allows me to focus on all the disappointing things about my husband that I usually ignore. Yet I'm grateful that I am safe and grieve for the women and children suffering domestic violence. We're healthy and there's obviously people who are not. We have income and there are those who don't. Why is it so hard to allow myself to feel frustration at being stuck at home for a two month minimum? Maybe I should be more like my husband. All he gets frustrated at is his video games.

dog school!!!!

I have to choose what college to go to from quarantine. So I put treats on the floor and assigned them to schools and let my dog choose. But then he just ate all of them, so now I don't know what to do.