My gym teacher calls me Anna banana and said he wants to peel my skin and dip me in chocolate and eat me. I told my older sister and she went to speak with the principal the next day. Was it really that bad

Hace pocos días, 4 para ser exactos, le descubrí unos mensajes a mi novio de una conversación que tenía oculta. De antemano se que lo que yo hice estuvo mal puesto que el que busca encuentra, estoy consciente de eso, pero lamentablemente ya tenía la inquietud de que algo andaba mal puesto que el había estado actuando raro esas últimas semanas . Se me metió la duda e indague. Confirme mi sospecha, tenia mensajes de hace dos meses atrás con otra mujer, a la cual EL buscaba, por lo que leí EL le insistía en verse, ella de alguna manera le correspondió y estaban programándose para verse. Claramente vi que ella le hizo referencia a nuestra relación y el omitió mencionarme en su conversación y continuaron con sus planes. Por azahares del destino la chica ya no contestó sus mensajes, y el quedó en espera de sus respuestas. No pasó absolutamente nada en cuestión sexual ( o al menos hasta ahorita es lo que se me ha dejado claro) Pero vi los mensajes, lo afronté ya que me sentí traicionada a pesar de que no haya pasado "nada" . Lo corrí de la casa, pero me pedía a gritos que lo escuchara y le diera la oportunidad de explícame. Lo escuche, me pidió perdón y una segunda oportunidad puesto que me recalco varias veces no pasaron de ser solo mensajes, que aún asi entendía la gravedad del asunto puesto que había traicionado mi confianza pero no quería perderme. El asunto es, que en todos estos días que hemos querido ser sinceros con nosotros mismos, para poder reconstruir nuestra relación el término confesándome que si esperaba algo más con la chica. Y eso termino por destrozarme puesto que yo creía o tenía la esperanza de que solo se trataba algo pasajero, solo sexo y ya. Ahora no puedo evitar pensar que solo soy un plato de segunda mesa y por más que el me ruegue que lo perdone y que rescatemos y reconstruyamos lo que queda de nuestra relación.

They always "ask" for help then get angry when you don't do it for them and they never reciprocate (you ask them for help and they never do anything). How do I protect myself from them and have them stop using my roles (father and husband) against me to get what they want?

Years ago when I was a teenager I fell for a 17/18 years old boy who sold things at the harbor. He was as beautiful as an angel but we couldn't talk or even look into each other's eyes cause I was 13 and my dad scolded him the first time he saw him looking at me, he got scared and pretended he didnt see me anymore. After years I went looking for him (I went there just on holiday) and he isnt there anymore. I asked people, made a fool of myself because they clearly understand why a young girl in her 20s should go looking for a guy, but in vain. I am so disappointed, people say 'get over him' 'you'll find so many guys out there' but I just cannot not. He was my first skip of the heartbeat, first cause of blushing, first crush. He was a good, responsible guy. Not vain, jerk like my classmates. So different and gave me hope in people. Like an angel.

I already have a boyfriend but can't resist the hotness of my father, help quick! My mother is out tonight.

please don't be a jerk. It is a very sensitive subject. Just wondering what you got out of this.. Ken: I definitely cant handle being an emotional support for Sarah. With her anxiety Amy: This is my main issue. Busters the same way Ken: No wonder we get along so well LOL Amy: I talked to her and told her that if she loves you, she needs to give you room. And no conflict. That just drives you away more. And she agreed with me. Ken: She kept asking me to keep trying and is angry when I stop trying. We love hanging with you guys too i just can't do it with Sarah. Amy: I told her when I married buster I did a lot of research on his aspbergers and that I couldnt fight with him or it would drive him away from me so i don't fight with him. Give it time and maybe she will research things and figure it out. Ken: Thats good to know beforehand. We'll see. Amy: Yes she does love you and I can tell you love her. But not drama. Maybe she will take my advice. Ken: Not gonna wait to live happy nobody has time for that. Shes gotta figure out how to be happy, that's what I kept telling her.

This employee at my work thinks I'm racist. I told him I would love to move to Virginia and he went on this mass rant about slavery. That he could never live in a state like that and that I shouldn't even think about living there. I told him I wanted to live there cause of job opportunities and family. It's not like I asked him why he wanted to live there! Then we went to get chicken for lunch and he kept going on and on about chicken. So as a JOKE I was like oh do you also like watermelon. He was shouting that I was being racist and went around telling everyone at work that I was racist when I clearly stated it as a joke and apologized! Didn't mean any harm in the joke. It's been a few weeks and same thing but now he's using the "If you get me this item I'll stop talking about the watermelon incident" so he's basically taking advantage of me to do things for him. I'll get him the item cause I want him to shut up and be nice to him but he'll be like "oh yeah that was a lie". He'll be nice to me every one and awhile which makes me want to brush off all the bad stuff but every time he'll bring it to make me feel bad. He said "I'm wait for you to say some racist **** again". I never bring up the incident and apologized multiple times and told him to stop. Every time he says "I'm exposing you for being a racist" I understand what I said was wrong but he keeps dragging it on. What should I do?

I work at a firm and am wondering about this. Please don't take this the wrong way, because I have the utmost compassion for others. However, I'm having difficulties interacting and tasking with my co-worker because of how nonverbal she is, both literally and electronically. Keep in mind that she's so mute that she doesn't give a "shy or quiet" vibe, but rather the impression that she has no vocal cords. Technically, she does speak, but has a very limited vocabulary. It's not slurred or broken speech, though. And when she receives an e-mail, she calls me over to her computer if I happen to be in the area, and then points at the screen to inquire what needs to be done. One time, when she even proceeded to grab an empty box when the e-mail said that someone needs a pushcart. That totally threw me off. Is it also possible that she just doesn't understand English. FYI - while she was on the phone, she called me over when I again happened to be nearby, and asked me to speak to the person that called. Again, i'm not trying to be mean here, but instead trying to bear with her in an effort to make my working easier with her.

I am starting to hate all people because strangers are constantly laughing at me & calling me ugly out loud in public places. I have a hard time leaving my house because of this. I'm a 27 year old female & I can't believe I'm still experiencing this type of harassment/cruelty. I feel like I don't want to exist anymore. I will not consider plastic surgery because there could be complications and the cost to get plastic surgery is expensive. @Celeste: you have a hard time believing this because you never experience this type of situation before. Therefore it's hard for you to understand what I go through on a daily basis. @Wally : You do have a point in what you are saying. I'm a female, 5 feet 2 inches tall, & 168 lbs. That could probably be the reason why I'm being harassed on a daily basis. But I'm not sure if my weight has anything to do with the cruelty. Even if those are the reasons to why I'm being harassed, I just don't understand why strangers care to comment on my appearance. I sure don't care about them. If they die this very second I will not care at all. @Foofa : I see and hear strangers negative reactions directed towards me on a daily basis. I do not have any undiagnosed mental illnesses at all. I don't have any mental illnesses. I know myself.