I (F20’s) was on a packed flight today. I had the aisle, an older man sat in the middle, and another young woman was on the window.

About 30 minutes in, he takes his shoes off, folds his legs up so his stinky feet are basically at lap level between us, and then just starts stroking and rubbing up his socked foot. Not like he had a cramp, not like he was massaging it — just repeatedly caressing it all weird. It wasn’t discreet – it honestly felt like he wanted us to notice, which made it way creepier. I got the sense it might be some foot fetish thing, and being stuck next to him made me super uncomfortable.

I got up with my bag and asked one of the attendants if I could move, explaining the situation a bit. She immediately found me an emergency exit seat, and throughout the flight multiple crew members checked in, apologized, and even helped me relocate my bag so I wouldn’t have to go back to my old row after landing.

I’ve dealt with awkward seatmates before, but this was the first time I felt like someone was deliberately crossing a line. I was so grateful the crew took it seriously without making me justify it. Just sharing as a reminder: if something feels off, you’re allowed to speak up. And also… who thinks it’s okay to rub their foot like that in the middle seat between two strangers?? Nasty.

I (30F) have been with my boyfriend (30M) for 6 months. Lately, he’s been doing things that make me feel uncomfortable and disrespected. •He slaps my butt in public, but when I slapped his back once, he got offended and stopped talking to me for days, he said: a man can do this to a woman, but a woman shouldn’t do this to a man because it’s disrespectful for him. •He sometimes tries to put his finger in my mouth, and when I ask him to stop, he says, “It’s just a joke.” •He even tried to lick my face in public, which made me feel embarrassed and humiliated.

I’ve told him these things make me uncomfortable, but he said he is just being playful and keeps doing them.

I feel like it’s disrespectful for me ESPECIALLY that when I try to do the same stuff to him in public he gets offended!

Why he is doing that? Is it flirting or humiliating? It gives sexual Controlling tendencies which’s weird!

This is horrifying! Dolly Parton is talking about how "girls from the mountains" married very young. How girls at the age of 12, "the ones who mature earlier" (cue laughter from the audience) got married. Her mother was 14 when she married, her father was about 16 so at least he wasn't a middle aged man but still...I'm sure the 12 year old girls didn't marry 12-14 year old boys...

This is what some people want to return to.

Dolly Parton reveals the shocking ages women in her family get married

Remember my post about the harassing restaurant manager during my holiday? The hotel has now denied me a refund, saying I could have used the other all-inclusive facilities, even though he was working everywhere.

Sharing this so other solo female travelers are aware: The hotel was Corissia Harmony Boutique Resort in Georgioupolis, and the restaurant was called 'Ophelia'.

There is so much, too much depiction of sexual violence and torture of women. I hate it so much. I see male family members, friends, partners watching and I can’t help but wonder if they are turned on by it, because I’m the only one who flinches and has to leave the room.

Anyone else like me? Am I too sensitive?

Just looking for some advice from women in their 20s. I recently turned into an adult and I feel like I'm missing out on so much of life due to the country I was born in. I feel such desperation, rage, and hopelessness whenever I think about it. I have talked to girls my age from around the world, and tte ones who live in English-speaking or first world countries have already experienced so much of life.They've traveled alone from city to city, they've met people and madde friends with the opposite gender, they've worn whatever the hell they liked. I guess me being queer also adds another layer to it-l quite literally feel like I'm suffocating all the time due to my conservative country and environment. I've never talked to people romantically,never dated,never had any of the "normal" experiences a young adult is supposed to have. I cannot stop the feeling that I'm missing out. I'm trying my hardest to go abroad for undergraduate so I can finally be shackle-free for once,but it's not very easy because I'm not from an ultra-wealthy family.People keep telling me "Oh, you can always go for a Master's or a PhD!" but I feel like I'll already have missed out a lot of my youth by then? I won't be able to form friend groups or support systems if I go there at the age of 25-26. I'm also afraid my parents will start pressuring me to marry by then.

Anyone else who dealt with stuff like this before? Any advice?

I’m 23F and just recently started going to clubs. I usually go with my best friend (22F), we hang out often, so it’s always just the two of us.

Every time we go out, she ends up talking to guys and following them around. She makes sure I tag along with her while she fully focuses on the guy. And this will go on and on with few other guys and when they leave they ask for our socials. At the end of the night, a guy or a group of guys that she was talking to will walk us home (we live on college campus).

Im not much of a talker and when I drink I get really sad (I feel the life's despair on the dance floor). When I feel dismissed or ignored by her, it hits harder. Im a prof dancer and I go to club solely just to let loose and have a good time but she ends up focusing on someone else. The last time we went clubbing, we stayed for 5 hours. I told her I was tired and wanted to head home, and she refused, still dancing and chatting with a guy. I brought it up later and said it's basic girl code to leave together if one wants to go home for safety. She said she’d never do it again. There have also been other weird things she does when she gets drunk but only around males, which I don’t want to go into detail about in this post.

There have also been moments where she kind of bullies me when these guys are around. Just yesterday she made a snarky comment like, “Only weird guys ever approach you, I always get the good-looking ones.” And Im like, these are drunk college guys? what is not weird about them?

I don’t know am I overreacting? Outside of clubbing, our friendship is okay(ish) but something about this pattern just doesn’t sit right with me. I think she comes off as very male centric, and I’ve just been profusely ignoring it because she’s the only close friend I have. Is this normal, or am I overthinking it?

That’s about it, now when I get stuff I clutch it to my chest like gollum. I had to share everything even my birthday. My sister had to get gifts on my birthday or she’d cry nonstop. My dad would go into our shared room and take my books and plushies and give them to my brothers to draw on and destroy. I was also forced to parent them too as a fun bonus as the oldest daughter.

Title says it all. I went on Hinge and matched with a 31 y/o guy. He ended up being a total red flag in hindsight.

After about a week or so of chatting, he took me out to Dave and Busters. The date was fun and HE suggested we get food after. He let me order something first and didn’t get anything for himself. When I offered to share my flat bread, he just said he didn’t like onions. First 🚩 imo- he just put me in an awkward situation. No one wants to be eating alone, in front of their date who isn’t eating.

On that first date, I thought it was sweet that he walked me to my car, and I invited him in to keep chatting because the convo was good so far. Second 🚩- we started kissing and he kept trying to finger me and undress me when I repeatedly told him I didn’t want to have sex with a stranger in a parking lot. Still, I drove him home after that date (he didn’t have a car). He would try to have sex with me multiple times in the car, he never had his own place where he can take a lady back home. He never took no for an answer the first time, and I felt I had to keep fighting his advances. He would keep on pressuring me to do sexual acts later on.

Third 🚩- he would keep on negging me, bragging about the women he had sex with. He would make comments about my hair. I asked him favorite snack was, and he said I should try Skinny pop (i was overweight at the time). He opened my fridge and laughed at how empty it was (he didn’t have his own fridge or his own apartment)

Fourth 🚩- he would lie. About big things and small things. We made plans one day to get drinks and he was purposefully vague about it. I got to the bar, and he never showed. he said that he thought I knew that we weren’t meeting up that day. He used vague language to manipulate the situation. Later that week when I asked him about it, he admitted he just didn’t want to leave his sister alone in the house because he lived in the hood… whatever the reason was, he gaslit me, and I truly felt insane when I got to the bar and he wasn’t there.

Another thing he lied about was his height. This is so embarrassing for him, but he kept saying he was 5’9, but I worked in healthcare and measured people for a living. He was 5’6… and this was on his ID as well.

He also lied about getting tested for STDs. He said that he got free testing by the VA, but I kept asking to see his results, and he never shared it with me.

Fifth 🚩- he hated women. His wife cheated on him, and instead of healing, he developed a porn addiction. He resorted to red pilled podcasts by equally lame and hateful men, and their rhetoric about how traditional women don’t exist anymore really spoke to him. He saw all modern women as sexually promiscuous and… objects. The porn addiction didn’t help as well.

Six 🚩-Everytime I’d ask him what he was doing, he would either be jacking off or watching Netflix. He would preach about wanting a red pilled traditional woman, yet his dad gave him a part time job at his company. His mom was working 2 full time jobs, while him and his sister got to live for free at her house. We were in a low COL city… If his mother had him (another adult) in the house, why was she working 2 jobs? He was pathetic for spending his money on dating women that he hated, when he couldn’t even afford a car, or not even afford to keep HIS OWN MOTHER, from working overnights. The only job he had came from nepotism, while I was working full time, and had my own apartment and car. The audacity for him to complain about “modern women” and he couldn’t even financially support himself… I quite literally remain disgusted by this man.

Needless to say, this did not last very long. I ended this after about 1.5 months, when I realized how truly fucked up he is as a person. i have been embarrassed for a long time- how did i not see the signs sooner? I know i was only 22, with little dating experience, and couldn’t see the red flags for what they were as clearly as I do now. I just wish there was some way I can make sure that no other woman has the disservice of having him anywhere in their proximity. Dating apps should really blacklist against the losers and predators of this world.

Let this be a warning sign that these men exist, and they are closer to you than you think. They listen to their podcasts and literally plot on how to manipulate you. They’ll go on apps, and match with “easy targets” (young woman, insecure women, etc) They hate women, and still wish to manipulate and conquest them for sex. I’ve been looking into the redpill/purplepill community on here and have gotten a lot of insight into how these men operate. Please do the research for yourself so you can see the signs.

If a man lies to you to get laid. If he pretends to be somebody he’s not (with this I mean pretending to have a different personality), or if he pretends to have an interest in you beyond just having sex when it’s not true, shouldn’t this be considered sexual trauma? I’ve become very untrustworthy because of this. I can’t enjoy my sex life anymore partly because of this. It has made me so wary of them that I can’t fully relax and enjoy like I used to. I feel as if they’ve somehow stolen my sexuality from me because I’ve felt used and lied to many times. I think they’re so f*cking selfish and unreliable that I’m starting to deeply resent them. And it’s not just about me, I see this has happened to many women around me. Isn’t this another kind of sexual trauma?

From the „every accusation is a confession“ files:

A cold case investigation by the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation has concluded that late sheriff Buford Pusser murdered his wife and staged it to frame others.

It was his tough-on-crime, I-was-also-a-victim lies that propelled Sheriff Pusser to national fame and caught the attention of Hollywood. The film Walking Tall (1973), a box-office hit, is a classic of its genre and inspired men to join the police. The 2004 remake starred Dwayne „The Rock“ Johnson.

Pusser claimed that unidentified assailants pulled alongside their car and opened fire, killing his wife. However, reexamination of the crime scene evidence shows that he killed her outside the car and then inflicted himself with a shot to the cheek. The exhumed body of Pusser‘s wife, Pauline, showed he had also battered her prior to her murder.

“This case is not about tearing down a legend. It is about giving dignity and closure to Pauline and her family and ensuring that the truth is not buried with time,” Davidson said in a news conference streamed online. “The truth matters. Justice matters. Even 58 years later. Pauline deserves both.”

Rest in peace, Pauline. Rest in shit, Buford.

AP: Late crime-busting sheriff Buford Pusser inspired Hollywood. Investigators say he killed his wife

It seems like men understand that taking responsibility for their actions is the "mature" response these days, but it also seems like all they tend to do is just say "I take accountability." I swear I've even see men use it to shut down conversations by making the woman look unreasonable if she keeps arguing after they've said "I take accountability." For me, I had an ex forget both my birthday and our anniversary. For my birthday he didn't do anything to make up for it except buy my drinks the next time we were out (which he always insisted on doing). Never even got me a gift and acted like I was strange when I brought up the fact that he needed to make it up to me somehow. I didn't even call him out for forgetting our anniversary because I was incredibly busy and honestly didn't want to bring it up if he didn't. So I'm wondering what you all think men should be doing to take accountability? Is it different for small things vs. large things? Is a verbal acknowledgment enough? What else do you think you'd want from men?

I feel like something is wrong with me. I just don’t understand how it feels good to have something slamming in and out of you. I’ve seen some ✨videos✨ online and it just looks so painful. Obviously like everyone does it so I know that can’t be the case but I can’t even put a tampon in without feeling like I’m being ripped in half. I feel really immature but it just doesn’t make sense to me

I always hated them no matter what, seeing them as putting extremely pressure on the person that is getting this question being surrounded by crowd's of strangers. And if you reject the proposal or confession you are usually seen as evil or heartless but I noticed a very very big difference on the internet when comes to women's and men's. Usually you can find a lot of videos about guys being rejected being called "fallen soldiers" (Soldados caídos),being empatic for him where usually people comments are about supporting him, insulting the girl apparience or very rarely being against these confessions and being realistic or even the crowd from the video would boo her if she rejects him and leave.

But when a woman is rejected the comments usually takes a big turn, laughing at her, saying how "he put her in her place",how he revenged his fallen brothers, almost like being happy and enjoying seeing the woman "get what she deserves ".

I'm probably yapping but is something I always noticed on these videos and is wild how different are treated. Still this the public proposals or confession stinks a lot,like a lot.

A friend of mine tried an open relationship with her partner a few years ago. Initially she thought it would make both of them more honest and free. They even set rules – everything with transparency, no hiding. But slowly she realised that jealousy and insecurity started coming in between. She used to say, “Convincing the heart and convincing the mind are two different things… Everything seems right in theory, but practice is very painful.This experience made me think whether open relationships work only for some people? Or do we humans naturally look for exclusivity and belonging in relationships? Have you ever seen someone in an open relationship or tried it yourself? Does it really work or does one always have to get hurt in the long-term........🤔

Howdy!

I(26f) recently left an 8 year relationship and entered the dating scene this summer, I’ve had numerous dates with some hits and some misses but overall have not seriously entered a relationship with these men.

I’ve been having discussions with coworkers and friends about these dates and their main complaint is that I pay for my half on the first date.

I’ve had some men who flat out refuse on me paying for my portion and it is nice, but I always felt awkward because I feel like I owe them. (It’s a weird thought process I have since I grew up in a household where if I do a favor you owe me—which I don’t condone)

Also I hate to be assuming that this guy will pay so I always have my wallet ready just in case.

Thoughts?

The entire university system is a joke.

I want to date, I don’t want to be single forever, but the anxiety over wasting time with someone who ends up ignoring sexual boundaries is just, making me not want to put myself out there. Almost every single guy I’ve dated has not made me feel comfortable. Examples:

• About to have sex and asked if he had condoms, laughed in my face and said he doesn’t wear condoms
• Explicitly had the condom convo prior to getting sexual, still tried to put it in without a condom
• Went down on me for 10 seconds, still tried to put it in when I clearly wasn’t turned on enough
• Kissed a guy for the first time and he immediately started dry humping me and groaning aggressively
• Kissed a guy for the first time and he shoved his hands down my pants to grab my ass
• Kissed a guy for the first time and he put my hand on his boner

There’s more but these were the worst ones. I will say of course (and this is extremely sad I have to say this) I am lucky that I haven’t been in worse situations than these.

How tf do I date when guys are so unpredictable.

The basis is a trial regarding a US state using artificial wombs in order to inflate it's population and take over seats in the US House of Representatives.

I’m (32F) no stranger to challenges, especially regarding men. But twelve days ago my partner of one year (we celebrated our anniversary the night before) disappeared while I was at work. No note, left a bunch of his stuff and stole a life altering amount of money from me in the way out. He was facing some legal trouble but nothing serious and we’d spent a lot of the year getting his ducks in a row so to speak to put it behind him. I assume he is running from the law now, but with no communication I can’t know if he’s dead or alive.

Here’s the thing, we had a very pleasant relationship. In fact it thought this was a man that would help heal some of those old wounds from living the life I have. I loved him very much and up until the moment he disappeared he was telling me how much he loved me too. And this is why I am struggling to understand how to cope. It is almost as if he died. The first few days into this I couldn’t do anything. I had serious thoughts about the point of my life, my value as a person and the burden I am on my community. I couldn’t think, couldn’t eat, couldn’t drink, couldn’t sleep. But I forced myself to meet my bare minimum needs with the support of my friends, family and coworkers. I’m trying so hard to set myself up for a successful recovery, but sometimes my mind is telling me how slow and foolish I am and sometimes it frightens me. I don’t think I’ve grieved this way before.

Things that are getting easier but are still a challenge:

-Nourishing my body. I haven’t cooked for myself yet but i can keep food down and even felt a bit hungry last night. I’ve lost over ten pounds and my energy levels are low.

-Showering, brushing my teeth and putting on make up. Even though I know when I feel good in my skin I feel better in my brain, I’m still struggling with these things.

-Paying attention when someone is talking to me. I care deeply for my community and work in the service industry. I have support and I feel awful when someone is trying to connect with me and I am mentally preoccupied with the mystery of my (ex?) boyfriend. Like I’m a vampire, taking their energy and giving it to a demon in my mind. Yesterday was the first day I was able to accurately take orders.

-Getting out of bed. I still haven’t gotten out of bed before 1pm, but today I didn’t cry while doing it. I didn’t go straight from my bed to the couch. But ever since he left I wake up with visceral anxiety, like I’m fighting for my life. I’m afraid this won’t ever go away.

-Dream crafting. It’s hard to imagine a future now. I want children, I was planning that life with him and although it’s probably best that someone like him wasn’t the father of mine, I’ve been left feeling too old, too poor, too incapable. Yesterday my friend asked if I wanted to dress up for Halloween. We make plans for costumes. This is the furthest I’ve imagined my life going in two weeks.

I don’t know if I’m doing any of this right. I’m so worried about him and I don’t know if that makes me a fool. I feel like I’m rebuilding a version of myself that is smaller and weaker, but I’m cognizant enough to know I don’t want to let him rob me of my empathy and my kindness. I’m not sure how I didn’t see this coming, didn’t see the signs after living together for so long. The self-doubt is calling forward shadows I didn’t know I had. It’s been twelve days. I don’t know if that’s a long time or a little time.