Okay, I don't know if this is actually incest since it wasn't something actually sexual in the technical sense but here goes. When I was little my mom used to put a buttplug in me (which she called a poop plug) and I'd wear it all the time. I was told only to take it out to poop, wipe my ***, then put it back in. I was really young so I thought this was just something everybody did but one time at school I dropped it when I flushed the toilet and it ended up getting flushed. So when I went back to class I told my teacher that my poop plug got flushed down the toilet. She had no idea what I was talking about so she sent me to the school nurse. Well after trying to explain what a poop plug was for 15 minutes the school calls the police. The police ask me all these questions and at first I'm scared because I think I'm in trouble for losing my poop plug. Turns out my mom has schizophrenia and was making me wear this ********* so Satan couldn't stick his cock in my pooper and make me gay

My ex boyfriend and I broke up because we (more of I) had a lot on there plate and displayed unhealthily traits in the relationship. After he dumped me on July 3... he made a tinder within 12 hours. He refused to see me and give me closure because he would want me back. He slept with other girls after we broke up. Showed up at my house a month later at midnight to give me the closure(more for him). After I eventually gave up, he started coming back to me. 2 weeks has been the longest of non-communication. I found him at the bar making out with another girl, I found out he had sex with another girl multiple of times and told her he wanted to date her but was moving so he couldn't. He eventually came back took me on 2 dates after he quit things with that girl and had sex with me. 2 days later, he said it was too much to fix all of this and to consider moving together. He then reaches out to me "figure things out" again, but for sure this time. He would stop replying and "fall asleep" or because he's "busy". I found out that girl he had sex with multiple of times followed him on social media again. She stated that he texted her wanting a bootycall last week, which was when he texted me saying he wanted to figure things out.   After I saw this, I sent him the proof and he called to have not done anything wrong and she's just a friend nothing more.   What would you do? Love the man... but am I really going overboard and should relax? Or is he manipulator and liar?  This man has always had a huge confusion in life. We dated for 2 years and asked his parents if I was the one. We had also purchased a camper together and a cat. We planned on getting engaged soon. I feel like he's very confused and I justify his actions.... his mother also has a bipolar disorder. He told me he threw the idea around to his parents about us getting back together. I feel very upset, he threw everything we had together away.

Making it impossible to explain it any simpler way. In other words, they will state something as a fact that makes ZERO sense and claim it as "Logical". And when you try to explain it to them, it just wooshes right pass like wind. It's the most irritating thing in life that i have a hard time dealing with.It feels like you're trying to explain to someone why 1+1 does not in fact equal 11. Just Because you are adding two ones together. The person over simplifies something to such a degree that anything further is incomprehensible, even if it's still simple to explain.I mean this in all honesty, it's a real issue of mine. It makes me more upset than it should, and i want to get hold of it and find ways to brush it off.Situations like this can ruin my entire day or irritate me for days when it's not that important. This happened today, i know for a fact im wasting stress energy on it, I already know that the person im talking to has a problem with being wrong. Not just that,the person started off with the statement "well in my defense" when we were discussing something that wasn't about him, but i realized that it did in fact apply to him. Which also implied it was more based off of defensive emotions, rather than logic.I know,that even if i undeniably was able to prove him wrong. It's a 85% chance he would never acknowledge it. One time i did this and all he did was glare at me for 5 minutes but no response. So i know for a fact it WONT MATTER, but i wont let it go.How?

I have been completely on my own. For years. Money would absolutely get tight for me sometimes.  In fact, so tight at times I didn't know if I was going to be able to pay my electric on time. But I picked myself up and figured it out!  I didn't mope around. I didn't take it out on other people. I didn't whine about it.  I just knew, as an adult, I had to figure something out.  And I did. I survived. I didn't take a thing for granted and enjoyed my life, regardless how kind of broke I was a lot.   Well, my partner has this habit of moping about the house if finances are a little tight. Or he had to break down and use his credit card.  He'll gripe on and on about it. Like, what do you want me to do? I've paid my half of the bills, and my own bills. I can't help you.  Being a downer and moping sure as heck isn't going to help though. Everyone hits a rut with money sometimes.  It's life!  My past long term relationship was even worse.  My ex flat out blamed ME every time finances were tight. He'd yell and scream at me "We go out too much!"  or "you run the electric bill up too high!"  I got out of that relationship, obviously.  It's like I cannot escape it though.  I learned how to survive on my own for years and when the money was tight, I just dealt with it.  It happens. You figure it out. You live you learn. But moping, pouting, and blaming others will get you nowhere. Why do I always get stuck in these situations? Is there anything I can do?     I should mention, we live together.  

I cannot afford to move out but I'm very passionate about home decor and fashion and decorating and I would love to be able to decorate and design the space and make it to where it can suit my person tastes. any ideas.