Okay so basically for the last decade my husband has abused me. At the time, I really thought it was my fault. Now i have made the decision to finally leave him. God told me 2 leave last week. Plz help me with a smart and safe plan. I have money and i also have a car. My husband has np idea i am leaving. However, i do not have any family or friends to stay with bc he ran rhem all off so o am going tp the womans shelter. (Been before it is a very nice place u can stay 45 days.) Anyways, the abuse os severe. We have a four year old daughter. How am i going 2 leave on Monday quickly and safely? The last time i left, the police were awful. They only allowed me 1 bag and told me o cpuldnt take my daughter My husband takes my car 2 wprk and bak sp i cannot leave unt he gets home. I feel awful leaving him. I never wanted 2. But he is so mean 2 me that it s evil. If i dont leave hi. He will continue to abuse me. How can ieave fast and safely.

I've been married for 7 years, we had a very open, trusting & loving relationship. Our passwords were same, our phones were out in the open. We communicated really well with eachother. Just one month back I found out 3 iPhones in his bag, just by chance. And they were studded with sexual encounters/messages/exchanges with escorts, random women, my kid's teachers, my best friends...any woman u can imagine. This has been going on for 3 years plus as far as I could trace thru calls and messages. You wud all say DIVORCE him ASAP. But I'm from a 3rd world country, if I divorce him, I would not get any financial benefits from my marriage, he wud never pay child support, he would never allow me to be with any other person, he would never let me remarry. This is how it goes in our country. I am so devastated. I have no idea what to do? Sometimes I think of playing nice and atleast getting some money from him for the future of my 4 kids. But he's too clever. He has cancelled all of my credit cards. Is there any way, any solution out of this hell? And no, family members cannot help me.

My husband works at home with his friends but always in the afternoon others show up and end up staying late. This happens every other day they drink and play loud music. I have told him I feel like they invaded my space his reactions is I'm never happy.

And what should I do about it?

During depression, I lived in my car and neglected my hygiene I wouldn't say I had a homeless funk, but I wasn't the freshest either. I was a housekeeper, stayed to myself and just did my job. I was able to keep my crotch clean, my under arms and kept deodorant on. However, my jeans had a stinch I think cause I could barely wash them. Every pay check went towards paying my credit cards off, food and saving up. I was also in school and since then 4 years later... I am a RN, I'm happier, cleaner and is now getting life back on track. I'm just so afraid that if people knew how busted I was 4 years ago they wouldn't had liked me and it might change how they view me now.

My husband is manipulative in a sense that an event happens (usually screaming/name calling) between me and my daughter (his step daughter) or between me and him, then he is at my beck and call for a little while after because i threaten leaving him, and then the cycle starts over. He's also not well tempered around my other 5 smaller children, who he is the father of. I have had enough, and don't know how to do it on my own... but am realizing I am willing to figure it out. He has been doing above and beyond for the past week because I said we are officially over. And am feeling guilt. Don't know what to do... advice from someone who's been through this?

It is my ultimate fantasy to be gagged, tied up, and brutally *** ****** my Kevin The Minion. I have accrued tens of thousands in debt attempting to fill this void with sexual "toys", including several custom dildos and a modified Kevin-shaped plush doll with a twelve-inch yellow strap on. The wife and I are separated, and I have accepted that I will never see my kids again. The only thing keeping her from divorcing me is the fear that she might be the final push into a deep, inescapable abyss, at the bottom of which lies me, sometimes weeping, sometimes shoving my flacid cock into the shower drain in frustration. It has been nine years now since that night. I have nothing now, and I have accepted that. My apartment is a squalid den of inescapable despair, filled with ****-stained Kevin The Minion dolls and tormented notes etched onto lewd posters of Kevin The Minion. My only fiends are the roaches. I am going to die here.

I am the oldest of 4 kids. My mother had been best friends with the neighbor lady for 9 years. The other day, my mom came home from work and found her best friend in bed with my dad. He told her that the affair has been going on for 4 years. After her best friend got divorced, they began having an affair. He told her that he has no intentions of ending the affair. Should I still maintain a relationship with my dad?

How about try hard to get to know her if she isnt blatantly being like 'ugh get away you're gross'? I mean don't plenty of men try hard pursuing a career or do they complain to the managers who reject them saying 'you are playing hard to get, just give me the job already'? I find it sketchy that a lot of guys seem to be unwilling to put as much effort into spending their life with a good woman they fancy as they do trying to advance a career.

Such as knowing every single detail about each other.

My wife is one of four siblings. She is the third child but seems more like a "Mom" to her siblings. By that I mean she mediated disputes, organized -or so it seems- family gatherings like birthday parties for her nephew at her nephew's parents' house where the nephew lives, and trips. When we visit her parents, her father will inevitably take her aside to talk to her just before we leave and this will go on for two hours. Either that or he begins what he thinks is a simple car repair- like replacing a tail light on her car- and it takes two hours right as we are leaving and he knows we are leaving. Or her sister will make demands of her time or do something like take our five year old outside just before we are leaving and he happens to get muddy and a tub is required again just before we leave. Her younger brother has all kinds of ideas for parties or gatherings and just expects my wife to make it all happen and he doesn't want to hear why it can't. When I bring this up to my wife, she gets angry and says "what would you like me to do?" Does my wife's family disrespect her time and is there anything that I can do about it?

Honestly, I just can't stand her at all. Her existence itself is just repulsive to me. I hate that f*cking dyke b*tch so much that I just DO NOT see where becoming friends with her is good AT ALL! She irritates me. Her piece of sh*t relationship with my mom is so disgusting and I see it as an INSULT to me, my brother, and my dad. Not just that to, I'm 16 and a boy and it lowers my confidence and it makes me feel like a worthless piece of crap and everytime I see her, I just want to beat the sh*t out of her. I want to break her arms, her legs, her nose, and I just want to grab a sharp weapon and just stab the living sh*t out of her and make her feel what it's like for me ever since she MADE MY MOM CHEAT ON MY DAD! My mom always keeps om running her nasty mouth, talkin bout how she was always a lesbian and was never happy until she "came out" well I call that bullshit! Honestly, I JUST HATE the LGBT! I hate everything those pricks stand for. They disgust me so much I just want to attack every one of those animals. Like honestly, why should I CARE AT ALL if she makes my mom happy? I don't care for her happiness I want to see her suffer so she can feel what it's like to LOSE EVERYTHING!

She's too young to know what's going on.

It's his fault for breaking the law. I am just doing the deed to make her happy.

I think they're a family of uninspired tedious aristocratic wannabes. Each and every last one of them except my wife of course. She's like an angel born from the dirt.

I'be been married for 9 years, and my husband does not compliment me or say nice things. It's not that he puts me down or anything- he says that he loves me all the time, and I get hugs and kisses and gropes (lol) like crazy, but he just doesn't compliment me on anything because he says that he isn't romantic. Am I being too picky to want him to say nice things about me?

Everything is fantastic until he drinks at night then he gets very mean and starts crucifying me over small issues (NEVER large issues because we don't have big issues - aka I left a shoe somewhere, forgot to take out trash one morning, ect.) He is relentless until he passes out. I quit drinking because I can't win any arguments and it wasn't good for me in the first place (health & mental wise). I haven't gotten drunk in a long time. He and his family are angry drunks but are able to wake up in the morning, forget/never mention anything, and move on (is this normal!?). He says I just play the victim (even when when he's sober). I know I'm not perfect. Everything is so great when he's sober I don't want to leave just because of this stupid issue. As soon as he's drunk he turns into this savage who believes he is perfect and my family is trash. He compares me to things he hated about his 2 ex-wives. When I try to remove myself from the situation he follows me when I try to sleep because I have to work in the morning. If I bring it up i am again crucified because appearantly I am supposed to just move on like he and his family do (maybe some day I can achieve this). He apologizes and I accept but it repeats every night. He refuses to quit drinking. I'm growing Haggard from the lack of sleep and can't focus at work because of the emotional draining of these nightly occurrences. How the hell do I draw boundaries and keep them enforced? (He's 42, I'm 25).

Does any state allow marriage to 4 women?

She texts more than I do, but we both text so much that stuff doesn't get done during the week (chores, errands) so we're forced to do some of it on the weekend. Then, since we have to do errands or chores on the weekend, we don't see each other as much. She lives 45 minutes away from me so we only really see each other on the weekend. Since I value quality time a lot, I am left somewhat unhappy.

So I am 22 and went out yesterday to a bar with my girlfriends. There were men in their early 50's there but they were handsome. My friend dared me to flirt with one of them. So i started flirting and he bought ne a drink but i could tell he was humoring me in a way and just being nice. He started saying things like i have a son your age, he would like you. And he was kind of laughing with his friends. In a nice way, but still it was embarrasing.... So mu question is.... i look good. Tall, slim and also pretty. Why do only the sleezeballs flirt and the good looking ones don't?

My husband got in a car accident he's fine but he's really shaken up and his car is totaled should i go to work or call out for today even though he's alright ?

Edit My ex husband and I are still on friendly terms even though we are divorced. We talk on the phone occasionally and email occasionally. I am happy that he has a girlfriend and is getting on with his life. I am also friends with his mom and dad. They called me recently and told me they thought his current girlfriend was only interested in his money. They had talked to him about their concerns and he ignored their problems with his girlfriend. They asked me to warn him that his girlfriend was only interested in his money. I declined to do that and told them that who he dates is none of my business. His girlfriend may or may not be after his money. I don't know and I don't want to know. They are unhappy with me for not warning him that his girlfriend is a gold digger. Did I do the right thing by not getting involved in this?

Most times he ignores me. Like I'm not even there. When I try talking to him about this, he's just sarcastic and condescending. What is happening? It's like I don't know him anymore. And what should I do? He clearly doesn't want to talk. Hes being a child.