Secret Confessions

We were in a long-distance relationship. For almost a year, we had constant arguments because I felt that my boyfriend was not standing up for me or supporting me when it mattered. In January, he completely ghosted me and blocked me everywhere without any explanation. I tried contacting him many times, and out of anxiety, I eventually called his home. Because of that, his sister and mother found out about me. They insulted me, called me characterless, and made hurtful comments about my family's financial background and caste. I was crying on the phone while listening to all of that. Just two hours later, my boyfriend called me and blamed me for everything. He called me toxic and said a lot of hurtful things, even though he was the one who had suddenly ghosted me without any explanation. After that, I never contacted him again. Six months passed. Yesterday, I had a terrible nightmare, and unconsciously I started calling him. My number was blocked. I secretly called him from my brother's phone as well, and he blocked that number too. After nearly 300–400 calls, he finally called me back. He laughed while talking to me and said that he had deleted my number and that it would be better for me to forget him. All of this has hurt me deeply. I gave five years of my life to this relationship. I rejected many good marriage and relationship proposals because I trusted that he would stand by me one day. Now I feel like I am no longer at an age where I want to get married, and honestly, I do not even feel like marrying anyone. I find it difficult to trust people, and I am constantly afraid of being hurt again. I experience panic attacks almost every day.

I am in a relationship with a girl for more than 5 years now, and we were a well-known college sweethearts. I was a year senior to her, and I got placed in a reputed company and had to migrate there. We still managed to do long distance and used to visit her sometimes while she was completing her final year. Even during long distance everything went well. There were ups and downs during the relationship but somehow we managed to steady the ship. That's when after many tries she was left unplaced and had to drop a year. She stayed at her home, toiled hard and cracked into a reputed IIT where she got into a barely decent branch as well to pursue her master's. I continued with my job and had steady lifestyle owing to good salary, expense management, and financial background. I even used to support her financially to support her studies. I was the primary motivator and guide that helped crack the IITs for her master's. Everything went haywire after she joined the IIT. She changed, she changed very fast. She was no longer the sweet lovely girl I fell for. She changed. We started having disagreements. She didn't like the way I moved, dressed, and even looked. She kept asking me to change. I tried my best to change and asked her for more time and support which she mocked. During this time, she cheated thrice, one where she was semi-n*de on video call, two where she continued friendship with a friend who tried to have an affair with her. I forgave her for both these incidents. The third one is where I was broken. She had an affair with a fellow student for nearly an year. They kissed, hugged, did foreplay, and almost everything. They got intimate once, and she got pr**nant and she ab*r*ed the baby. The guy relocated after job and she continued her master's. Mind you, we were still in the relationship, so she was two-timing us. He knew about me while I had my doubts and kept asking for confession. She finally confessed after he left her. The reason she confessed really baffles me. The guilt in her may have done it, but I have been a loyal guy throughout even though I was asked by my female friends. In return, I got was a cheating partner. I am in a dilemma. She says she always wanted me but was physically unsatisfied and he was probably I am assuming a good looking guy according to her and she felt that it was right for her to cheat and satisfy her needs. Now, she wants me to continue in the relationship. I genuinely love her but isn't it unacceptable if someone cheats for such a long period and only comes back because they left. I am in a deep agony and pain. After 5+ years of loyalty, all I get is a cheating partner, that's it. If don't know what to do. I hope Mahadev shows me the right path ahead.

I am a 27-year-old male from a traditional orthodox family and currently working in the government sector. I met a girl, 25y through an arranged marriage setup. Initially, I was very reluctant to meet her because her biodata mentioned that she was pursuing a cabin crew career. I told my parents multiple times that I was not interested, but they still insisted that I meet her once, so I could not say no to them. During our conversation, when I asked her about the cabin crew course, she told me that she had gone to Delhi for six months for cabin crew training, but now she was preparing for a government job. After hearing this, I thought that people in the cabin crew profession usually have good emotional intelligence, so she would be able to handle my family well. My parents also liked her. After the meeting, since my father and her father worked in the same government department but in different branches, I asked my father to do a background verification of the girl. He spoke to multiple colleagues, and everyone said that she was a very good person. Based on this, I also said yes, and our roka ceremony was done. Everything was going well. One day, she asked me whether I had ever been in a relationship. I said no because I had been a very introverted person since childhood and was always afraid of talking to girls. When I asked her the same question, she also told me that she had never been in a relationship. Things changed when she reactivated her Instagram profile. Earlier, she had told me that she rarely used social media and had deactivated her account because of her studies. When I saw her posts, many of them were about heartbreak and separation, and her bio said “Love Lost.” Seeing this made me very insecure, so I indirectly asked her why she posted such content. She simply said that she liked it, and I accepted her answer. However, things gradually became worse when she told me that she had done modelling. I became suspicious and started checking her Instagram followers. My suspicions seemed to be confirmed when I found a story in which she was dancing with multiple guys at a resort, and one of them even lifted her. I completely lost my peace of mind after watching that video. Still, I continued checking other profiles and found a photograph of her with a guy in a club/bar. I also found a bold video shoot of hers on YouTube. Although she had not mentioned her name in the video, I knew it was her. I was completely devastated after seeing all these things and immediately told my parents to cancel the marriage. Later, the girl removed all such posts and deactivated her Instagram account again. I know it was my mistake that I acted in haste and made a quick decision, but I have not been able to move on from her. Could you please advise me on what things I should check in the future so that such situations do not happen again? I do not think I can handle another trauma like this.

Female 29.11 Sometimes I wonder whether we miss a person, or we miss the way they made us feel. Fifteen years ago, I had a short teenage love story that lasted barely six months. It wasn't perfect, but it was beautiful. I was an average-looking girl with very little confidence. He was the boy every girl liked—smart, handsome, popular. For some reason, he chose me. He noticed the smallest things about me. He remembered my likes and dislikes. He praised my talents, appreciated my personality, and made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl in the world. For the first time in my life, I felt truly seen. The relationship ended because of me. I was young, immature, and afraid. We went our separate ways. But those six months changed me forever. I became more confident. More expressive. More comfortable in my own skin. Suddenly people started noticing me. I had admirers, proposals, and attention that the younger version of me would never have imagined. Years later, I met the man who became my husband. I fell in love with his intelligence, his persistence, and the way he looked at life. He kept showing up even when I pushed him away. I genuinely believed I had found my person. Today, I am married and expecting a baby. And yet, sometimes I find myself thinking about that old love story. Not because I want that person back. Not because I am still in love with him. But because I miss the feeling of being adored, appreciated, prioritized, and cared for. The older I get, the more I realize that love is not just about choosing the right person. It's also about continuing to make each other feel valued after the excitement fades. Maybe that's why those six months still live rent-free in my heart after fifteen years. So I want to ask: Have you ever looked back at an old relationship and realized that what you missed wasn't the person, but the version of yourself you were when you were loved that way?

My name is Sima, and I belong to North East Tripura. My love story started in 2013 through Facebook. He was my first love, while I was not his first. For the first two years, our relationship was very good and smooth. Then, in 2015, he suddenly stopped calling me regularly. Sometimes he would call after two or three days, and sometimes even after a week. I started feeling that something was wrong. Whenever I tried to fix the relationship, it would only end in arguments. I couldn't understand what the real problem was. One morning, I received a call from a girl. She asked me, "Who are you to him?" I asked her who she was. She replied, "I am his girlfriend, and right now we are in the same room. If you want, you can even hear his voice." At that moment, I went completely blank. I couldn't even speak. I didn't know what to do or how to react. I felt like my world had collapsed. My best friend, Aparna, was a very funny person. I went to college with her, laughed at her jokes, and tried to stay happy, but I still couldn't forget him. Every night, I cried alone and prayed that he would come back. After one year, he actually came back. He apologized, cried, and kept trying to convince me for about a week. Eventually, I forgave him, and I became happy again. However, even though I forgave him, I always had doubts in my heart because he had already cheated on me once. Then, the same thing happened again. He cheated on me with another girl. Every time he came back, I forgave him. Even today, I don't know why I kept forgiving him. This happened seven times. After that, I stopped accepting him and decided to focus on my career. By then, the pain of the breakup had almost disappeared because I had already gone through the same betrayal so many times. For two years, we had no contact. During that time, I got a job and focused on my life. Then, unexpectedly, he came back again, and things moved so quickly that we ended up getting married before I even realized it. Three months after our marriage, he received two job offers, and now he is working in a government job. My in-laws consider me lucky, and many people say the same because he got those opportunities soon after our marriage. After that, we started living happily, but eventually we entered a long-distance marriage because our postings were in different places. Then his old habit returned—he started cheating again. Even after marriage, I caught him cheating three more times. Sometimes I wonder if I am an educated person or just a fool. How can I love and forgive the same person so many times? I even fell into depression, and during that entire year, he didn't even come to see me once. Now I don't know what to do. Please suggest what I should do.

Hi all, 28-year-old male here, working as a journalist. I've never been in a relationship, despite approaching three women over the years. Looking back, each experience taught me something different. The first was back in college on February 14, 2017. I was rejected, but honestly, it didn't affect me much. With time, I realized she wasn't really my type anyway. The second was a close friend from college. We spent a lot of time together, and many people assumed we were dating. Our friendship grew even stronger after college, especially during one of the toughest phases of my life in 2020-21, when she stood by me. Somewhere along the way, I developed feelings for her and proposed on December 17, 2021. She rejected me. It hurt, but her rejection pushed me to work on myself. Today, she has moved to another city, has a boyfriend, and although we no longer speak, I'm genuinely happy for her and wish her nothing but the best. The third one was different. She was a junior at work, about five years younger than me. We became very close. Many people around me, including my mentor and closest friend, warned me to be careful, but I ignored them. I cared deeply for her and often went out of my way to help her, including cooking her favourite meals. Eventually, on July 14, 2025, I confessed my feelings and was rejected. This rejection broke me in a way the previous ones never did. I haven't spoken to her since that day, yet she is still the first thought in my mind when I wake up and often the last one before I sleep. My friends tell me I was used and that I ignored several red flags. Maybe they're right. What hurts even more is that the whole situation also affected my relationship with my mentor, someone I deeply respected. My mother wants me to move on, settle down, and consider marriage. But the truth is that after everything that happened, I'm scared of relationships. A part of me wants to move forward, while another part still seems stuck in the past. This isn't really a question—just a confession. But if anyone has been through something similar and has any advice, I'd be grateful to hear it. Thank you for reading.

I want to share my breakup story because I genuinely need advice and perspective. I am a 28-year-old woman who was in a relationship with a guy for about 2.5 years. We met while working at TCS, Kolkata. From the beginning, he seemed emotionally unavailable and didn't appear to understand what a healthy relationship required. After about 3–4 months, I decided to end things, but he became extremely emotional, cried, and promised he would change. I believed him and gave the relationship another chance. Over the next two years, we had constant arguments about his efforts. Never ever asked him for gifts. Only I wanted to be with him. There was toxic behavior from both sides during fights, including harsh words. We would fight, reconcile, and then repeat the same cycle. Looking back, there were many red flags: • He never called or texted me, and I became the only one making an effort to stay connected. • He rarely wanted to meet on weekends. • Once, when I asked him to meet me, he said, "I don't have a car, so I can't come." • He lied to me about his age. • He made plans with me for January 1st but ultimately prioritized his friends by cancelling on me. • Despite being together for years, he never told his parents about me. There were many other incidents that made me question his commitment and honesty. At one point, he met my parents and told them that we would get married by 2027. I was happy, but deep down I always felt uncertain because he was emotionally and physically absent most of the time. The only times he seemed caring and attentive were when we were physically intimate. Looking back, I feel he may have used the promise of marriage to keep me invested in the relationship while giving very little effort otherwise. Another thing that deeply disturbed me was that he would sometimes tell me alarming stories about political violence. He even claimed that a close relative of his had connections to people involved in such activities. I never had any way to verify whether these statements were true, but hearing them made me uncomfortable and anxious. Looking back, I do not know whether these stories were real, exaggerated, or simply a way to influence my emotions and perception of him. Last month, he suddenly ended the relationship. His explanation was that due to the political situation he had to "go underground." However, he continued going to work in Kolkata as usual. The explanation made little sense to me. He also claimed to have knowledge about who was responsible for certain violent incidents, which only added to my confusion. I have no way to verify any of these claims. After the breakup, I learned from one of his close friends that he may have been involved with other women during our relationship. The photos he posts now also make it appear that he is not single. This has made me question whether he was cheating throughout the relationship. I have evidence showing that we discussed marriage seriously, including messages where we agreed on marriage plans, videos, and proof that I spent time at his rented home. Because of this, I feel even more hurt and confused about what his true intentions were. What hurts the most is not just the breakup itself, but the emotional trauma, confusion, false hope, and feeling that I invested 2.5 years of my life in someone who was never fully committed. I am struggling with anger, betrayal, and disappointment. For those who have gone through something similar, what would you? Can I file a complaint but at the same time I don't have money. But I want to teach him a lesson.

M26 single 16lpa(doesn't matter) I'm very alone in this world. I have no friends, no girlfriend, and no wife. Whenever I go outside, I see people enjoying time with their loved ones. I can't even celebrate festivals or special days with anyone. With whom should I play Holi? With whom should I celebrate Friendship Day? Most weekends, I just sleep, play games, and watch movies. I'm a foodie and a movie lover, but I always go to theaters and restaurants alone. It's painful to see everyone else enjoying these moments with their friends, partners, or families. I tried dating apps. I got 10+ matches, but I never met any of them in real life because they eventually ghosted me the girls whom I loved got married (never been relationship with them). The friends I had only call me when they need money. They go on trips without telling me. Some only invite me on trips so they can make fun of me for being single, and making my fun to impress girls on the trip or because having me there helps reduce the cost when splitting expenses. Some of them even make fun of my caste,calling everyone in wedding/birthday expect my family. In the office same thing happened they made my work-life worse making fun of me and gave me a funny name to troll me in the office then i compliant to hr and from that day they left me alone no one is talking in office and In parties i have to seat alone (felt cry many times), no one invite me to come lunch with us completely boycotted me My parents are the only people who have stayed with me in this cruel world. But even then, there are some things I can't share with them, and I have no one else to talk to and my physical needs to . Every day, my mom and dad tell me to go outside because it's not good to stay at home all the time. They say I'm young and should be enjoying the outside world. But how can I explain this to them? Life feels like hell when you're alone. Still, I'm grateful for my parents. At least they are with me. All I want to say is if you have someone please be grateful you don't know what I'm missing. go movie,dinner, trips with them I always helped and kind to the people neverby me but never got anything in return i got betrayal i stopped being kind to the people I remember those tesla last words to his mother Nikola Tesla :- "I wish I could be beside you now, mother, to bring you a glass of water. All these years I have spent in the service of mankind have brought me nothing but insults and humiliation." I felt that

Hi I am a 26 y/o female and I had a bf 25y/o. We met briefly in 2023, started talking but when things started getting serious I pulled out because I didn’t want relationship as I don’t date if I can’t marry or seems like there is no future. But he pursued on and off for 2,3 months till january 2024. Then we were posted on different locations and were in no contact till January 2025. In Jan 2025 I was again posted on same state as him and we started talking again and again things started getting serious. I wanted to pull out and warned him that I don’t want relationship if we can’t marry as even though we were of same caste but his parents were against love marriage. He convinced me that they will agree eventually. All was good, we used to meet, got physical on call and vc all time and used to sleep over call daily at night. Then on December he puts a video of my pics as his WhatsApp status and his parents saw it, asked him who am I and if there is any chance this could turn serious, he denied that i am just a friend, and immediately asks me to breakup saying he doesn’t have guts to ask them and he thought he had guts earlier but doesn’t think he will be able to. Cuts contact with me all of a sudden, I went to his city, spent a night in bus stand and a whole day just so that can we talk, I am ok to be his friend, I made so many handmade gifts for him, I cried days and nights but he wasn’t moved. And now is ready to talk and occasionally meet me and have s#x but says only if I agree that we will not marry

Okay i need help to understand if I'm interested love, obsession or just and attachment issue... I had my 1st heartbreak on 2023 it was a long 5 year relationship but he cheated on me and I came to know about it on the day of our engagement fortunately i moved on, healed and started a healthy life by 2025 and here comes the tregedy..on August 2025 I met someone he used to be my former professor from my institute but he left faculty in my 1st year he used to be very well known; almost every girl used to have a crush on him but i used to dislike his arrogant behaviour and after 4 long years just when i graduated i got a DM from him and that's how everything started... When i met him for the 1st time i realised he's not doing well at all.I provide relationship counselling and guidance to people but the irony is here i failed when it's my own turn. He's in his toughest page of life failure and lack of trust and support and I was at my highest level of self love era ..not interested in love and relationship but somehow we ended up finding comfort with eachother.I became his comfort zone and his efforts cast a spell on me too like they say "he felt 1st she felt harder " . For world he's known as a person with lies and anger issue where as I've always met a kid who don't even eat by himself..who speaks like a baby and loves being cute..a little kid who wants nothing but a bit of love and care..Now come to the reality check we are From different caste and both my elder siblings did intercaste marriage,now the pressure is on me not to marry outside the caste at all (that's my issue) (now come to his) he took me to his work place and introduced me to his colleagues and all..and i also help him out in work as an language expert and fortunately this year went so well for him where as last year it was similar to zero !! But i he's a chronic alcoholic,his social life is miserable and his past is very toxic. Multiple history of infedility and there are a lot of things which clearly says he's not the right person for me .He himself knows it and so do i .He barely calls me once in 10 days and i see no affection or care in his behaviour anymore for me..he does cares for me but it's clear he's not in love with me and me too i feel like i don't want a future with him as he's not someone i can have a future with but i can't live without him at present also.. it's like I want a present with him so badly but i don't call or text him everyday as i know he doesn't hold the same emotion for me.. after being aware of all the bad things and toxic traits of him..his betrayals ( to me )i still can't hate him or stop myself from thinking about him.I still care for him the most, Trust him the most although i know he was never truthful to me !! That's funny that i still am ready to accept him with all his bad reputation and social image!! Everyone said he acted this way just to trap me .. which some how seems even right but there's a "but" that comes in the end all the time !! I've been trying to move on from him but still there's is a never ending longing for him in my subconscious mind... Am i in a one sided love, In love, obsession or just into an attachment issue??

My Relationship Story I am a 31-year-old woman from West Uttar Pradesh. Several years ago, I was in a relationship, but after that ended, I decided to focus entirely on my UPSC preparation. For nearly five years, I avoided relationships and dedicated myself to my career goals. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and I was unable to clear the UPSC examination. Due to family pressure regarding marriage, I eventually agreed to meet prospective matches. During this process, I met a man from Bihar. Although there were cultural differences between us, we belonged to the same caste. Initially, I was hesitant, but over time we both became emotionally invested in the relationship. He came from a financially struggling background. His father had never worked consistently, so he grew up with significant scarcity and learned to live very simply. Despite these hardships, he was extremely hardworking and had managed to build his own property through his efforts. As our relationship progressed, he became an important part of my life. He helped me find a job, respected my mother, supported me emotionally, and gradually many of my personal struggles seemed easier because of his presence. However, one issue repeatedly caused conflict between us. On my birthday, my mother, he, and I went on a trip to a hill station. During the trip, I checked his phone and discovered n*d* photographs of an older married woman who had three children. I was deeply hurt and disappointed. However, I convinced myself that everyone has a past, and I decided to accept it and continue the relationship. For some time, things improved. Later, after another major argument, I visited his place because I knew he was stressed and wanted to support him. While there, I discovered messages he had sent to the same woman, asking if she could meet him at his flat for two hours. Although she had not replied, the message disturbed me greatly. Despite my hurt, I continued supporting him. The next day he needed to travel for work, and because his car was being serviced, I allowed him to use my car as previously promised. Emotionally overwhelmed, I struggled to process everything. During this period, I injured my wrist while cutting vegetables and had to be taken to the hospital. He stayed with me, took care of me, and promised that he would never repeat such behavior. I chose to forgive him and continue the relationship. Later, he joined a new company in another city. One day, I received anonymous messages containing photographs of the same older woman. I noticed similarities between the location shown in her pictures and places he had shown me during video calls. The similarities made me suspect that they might still be in contact. I called him repeatedly, but he did not answer. I became extremely distressed and started crying. My sister and brother-in-law noticed my condition and asked what had happened. Until then, they were unaware of the issues in my relationship. I finally told them everything. After hearing the entire story, my family decided they no longer supported the marriage. The following day, I confronted him. He insisted that he had not contacted the woman and claimed that I was overthinking the situation. According to him, the house and surroundings only looked similar and the woman was living with her husband, father-in-law, and children. However, another major argument followed. He was angry that I had informed my family about our problems. Eventually, he told me that he never wanted to see me again. He even stated that he would rather die than compromise and marry me under these circumstances. One additional factor makes this situation especially difficult for me. During our relationship, we became physically intimate. It was my first physical relationship, and emotionally I had already accepted him as my future husband. Today, despite meeting other men who possess many of the qualities I once wanted in a partner, I still find myself attached to him. He was always a very rigid person and often said that he would never change himself for anyone in the world. The relationship has ended, but I continue to struggle with the emotional trauma, attachment, and the loss of the future I had imagined with him.

I am 34 male, I got married last September (9 months back) to our distant relative girl, she is 20. First 3 days went everything nice. Later things started changing. When I got to know she who loved someone for 4 years, had breakup, I didn't mind it much thinking it's a puppy love. Due to AI evolution & boom, I lost my Data analyst job which gave me 35k monthly, lost that job in October. She started questioning, keep on doubting & asking me about my past. She even said openly, I am just 20, had love for 4 years, you are 34, can't believe u not had any ex in past. Later job lose, her & her family real face started showing. She started insulting me not making money, doubting me even if I talk with my relatives or friends. The toxicity started growing day by day bigger. At last, one fine fight, she left to her mom house in December. Tried many reconciliation attempt, nothing worked out. Now last 6 months she is there only. She started going for a job, earning 20k monthly. I moved to Bangalore for job hunt, doing courses now. During those reconciliation (Village panchayats) we not talked but giving our complaints to elder only, so it's been 6 months we talked actually. I don't think it's not gonna work for long run. They kept quite because I don't have any movable or immovable properties on my name, job & bank balance. They even threatened to book false dowry, cruelty, DV cases against me 4 months back, but no movement front their side so far. They are clearly money minded, No child formed. Even her one relatives told us, they are planning to remarry her to some rich guy this time, meanwhile looking to lure any things from me. Marriage is a blessing for most, myself become dark. Help me what to do next?

28M here. I never thought I'd write something like this, but I guess some things become too heavy to carry alone. My story started when I was in 11th standard and she was in 8th. I got to know her through a friend. We studied in different schools and lived in different places, so our relationship grew through phone calls and text messages. Back then, we had a recharge plan that allowed only 75 messages a day. Somehow, we managed to use every one of them. We shared everything—our days, dreams, fears, and slowly became part of each other's lives. For a while, family issues forced us to lose contact. I thought that chapter had ended. Then she joined college, reached out again, and we picked up right where we left off. We eventually met for the first time when she was staying in a hostel. She had only two hours of outing permission, and we spent those two hours at a cake and ice cream shop. It may sound insignificant, but to me it felt like years of conversations had finally found a face. Time passed. I completed college, got placed in Chennai, and we grew closer. We travelled together, spent more time together, and I genuinely believed we were building a future. I trusted her completely. I came from a modest background and knew what it felt like to have dreams that seemed out of reach. Since I couldn't achieve some of the opportunities I wanted, I wanted her to have them instead. I supported her education, helped financially whenever I could, and genuinely wanted her to succeed. For years, I believed what we had was real. Then during her postgraduate studies, I found out she was involved with other guys. My world collapsed. The strange thing is that even after learning the truth, I still wanted her. I've always been a one-woman man. From the moment I loved her, I imagined spending my life with her. What hurt most was that while I was pleading with her not to leave, she was pleading with someone else to come back. I'm not saying this to portray her as a bad person. Life is rarely that simple. But that was my reality. Eventually, she told me she didn't want me anymore. That period broke me. I went through panic attacks, lost focus, and struggled to function normally. The days passed without her presence, but never without her memories. To survive, I focused on myself. I worked harder than ever. One of the proudest moments of my life was buying my first car. Growing up, there were times when even owning a bicycle felt impossible. By God's grace, life had changed. Ironically, around that time, she came back. She said she had made a mistake and wanted me in her life again. Logic told me not to go back. My heart didn't listen. So I gave us another chance. Years passed. What started as a school-time connection had now stretched across more than a decade. Whenever I asked whether she had lost interest, I always gave her the option to leave. Every time, she assured me she wanted me. Yet the same patterns continued. I eventually discovered she was cheating again. The pain wasn't just about what she did. It was realizing that even after knowing her best and worst sides, I still couldn't stop loving her. When I confronted her, she disappeared from my life once again. And now, here I am. Alone. I know I'll probably never see her again. Never hear her voice again. For years, we shared every detail of our lives. She wasn't just someone I loved—she became part of who I was. It's been more than a year, but I still don't want to forget her. I still find myself checking her profile more often than I should. Not because I expect a message. In fact, a part of me hopes she never comes back. Because if she did, I'd have to fight the same battle between my heart and my mind all over again. I don't think she was an evil person. In many ways, she was one of the most beautiful souls I knew. That's what makes everything so confusing. The person who gave me some of my happiest memories also gave me some of my deepest wounds. Despite everything, I genuinely want her to be happy. And if there is such a thing as another life, I hope we meet under different circumstances—without the confusion, the hurt, or the bad timing. Maybe then our story would have a different ending. Today, I have a decent life. My family is proud of me. They're looking for marriage alliances because they're worried I'll spend my life alone. If I'm being honest, that fear lives inside me too. I don't know whether I'm holding on to love, memories, or simply a future I imagined but never had. All I know is that after all these years, I'm still trying to find my way forward. Sorry for the long post. I used to skip lengthy confessions and wonder who had the patience to read them. Turns out everyone's story looks long until it's your turn to tell your own. If you've read this far, thank you. You've probably spent more time reading about my relationship than the person in it spent choosing me.

I have a friend who is 40M and working in IT and earns around 5L per month but he is not happy or satisfied with his life. He says it's not about money and doesn't own a car or house. He works for only 1 hour a day and doesn't even like that. He has some dark secrets and has been into Witchcraft and Sorcery since many years and is trying to cast some supernatural spells to eradicate all humans from this planet. He says his purpose of life is to make Earth free of humans. He has a son and says only he and his son should be alive and rest all should die. He wants his son to be the incarnation of his divine Master whom he worships. Worst thing is - he is not ready for counselling as he says he hates humans and they are below his superiority. His wife suffers in silence. He also drinks and behaves like a split personality and does pujas to please his Master who is neither God nor Satan he says. What should we do to help him? Any suggestions.

This is not a confession; I just want your opinion and suggestions. I worked for a company with around 300–400 employees. The CTO of the company behaved inappropriately toward me. Later, I came to know that there were already two r@pe cases against him during his time at the company. I chose not to file a complaint and eventually left the organization. However, whenever I sit alone and think about it, one question keeps coming to my mind: how can someone with such allegations continue to hold a senior leadership position like CTO, and why is the company not taking any action? My concern is not only about what happened to me, but also about the possibility that such behavior could affect other female employees in the future. I often wonder whether organizations should do more to ensure a safe workplace and hold people accountable, regardless of their position or authority.

I am a 39-year-old woman with two children — an 11-year-old daughter and a 6-month-old baby boy. My life has been full of ups and downs, and I often feel many of my struggles are the result of my own impulsive emotional decisions. Sometimes I feel I have spoiled my own life in ways I never imagined. My husband and I had a love marriage in 2012, though we knew each other since 2008. We came from middle-class families and, being middle children, carried responsibilities for both sides of the family. Financially, we supported many relatives — my husband’s siblings and my own family as well. I spent most of my salary helping others, taking loans for my siblings’ education and marriage, and supporting family needs. Today, I have almost no savings, no jewelry of my own, and most of my salary goes toward loans. Despite giving so much, I often felt emotionally neglected, unseen, and unappreciated — both in my in-laws’ family and my own. During family gatherings, I felt cornered and lonely. Deep inside, I craved love, attention, emotional connection, and respect. In 2019, my life changed when I became emotionally attached to a colleague. Over time, the attachment became very strong. I even told him I would divorce my husband so we could marry, but he refused because he feared social judgment and damaging his reputation. Despite trying to end the relationship several times, we could not separate emotionally. Eventually, he got married due to family and societal pressure. I was heartbroken and even tried to stop the marriage, but later accepted it. After only a few months, his marriage fell apart due to personal issues between them. During that time, he chose me and wanted a future together. I even moved into a rented flat away from my husband and family to gain clarity, but eventually returned because I could not stay away from my daughter. In April 2023, I confessed my affair to my husband. He was deeply hurt but never cruel to me. We started divorce proceedings and even attended our first court hearing in tears. Yet he told me to choose the life that would make me happy. Later, we paused the divorce and continued living together. My husband remained calm and supportive, but I failed to fully end contact with my boyfriend, who was still waiting for clarity about our future. In 2025, I found out I was pregnant with my boyfriend’s child. I was devastated and terrified. I discovered the pregnancy after 10 weeks and felt emotionally broken. I did not want to terminate the pregnancy, but I was equally afraid of society, my husband, and the consequences. My boyfriend wanted to keep the baby and emotionally supported me. Since I still had no clarity about marriage or my future, we decided he would raise the baby after birth. For nearly seven months, I hid my pregnancy while living with my in-laws. I dealt with sickness, emotional pain, fear, and loneliness completely alone. Even my mother did not know. Later, I moved away claiming work reasons and stayed with my boyfriend during the final months of pregnancy. I gave birth to a baby boy and cared for him for two months before returning. Leaving him behind was emotionally devastating, but I believed I was following what had already been decided. After returning home, I told my husband the truth again. He was heartbroken, yet once again asked me to choose the life that would truly make me happy. The problem is that I am not happy. When I am with my husband and daughter, I deeply miss my boyfriend and baby boy. When I am with my boyfriend and son, I feel guilt and miss my husband and daughter. My daughter chose to stay with her father, which completely broke me. I wanted both my children to grow up together with me, but life seems to have taken another path. My husband still hopes we can rebuild our marriage, while my boyfriend wants us to build a life together for the sake of our son and stability. I feel emotionally torn, confused, guilty, and unable to decide where I truly belong or what life would bring peace to everyone involved. Sometimes, I feel so overwhelmed by the consequences of my choices that I want to run away from everything. I am not looking for sympathy or criticism of anyone involved. I know mistakes were made, including by me. I am only trying to understand what the right path forward is — for myself, my daughter, my son, and everyone connected to this situation. I would truly appreciate respectful and honest thoughts.

I really don't know what to do, and I need some advice. First, an important detail: I'm not from India, although I am South Asian. He is Indian. He is currently in my country for work and will be leaving soon(probably after a few months) Leaving aside how our love story started, the main thing I want to talk about is our future. I am 20 years old and currently in my first year of MBBS, so I still have many years of study ahead of me. He is 25 years old. I cannot disclose his identity, but I can say that we love each other very much. The problem is that both of us know that our future together seems uncertain. Recently, his parents have been pressuring him to get married. Since his job often keeps him away from home, they want him to marry someone who can stay with them and take care of them as they grow older. He tells me that he does not want to get married right now, but he feels that he may have to give in to his parents' wishes. This is especially difficult for me because he is my first love. He has shown me genuine love and care from the very beginning, and I have never had any reason to doubt his feelings. I genuinely cannot imagine my life without him. At the same time, I cannot marry him right now even if I wanted to, because I need to focus on completing my medical studies first. So now I feel completely stuck. Should I let him go and try to move on, acting as if the past six months never happened? Or should I hold on to him because I truly believe what we have is real and meaningful? Should I tell him to go ahead and marry if that's what his situation requires? I honestly don't know what to do. Love is such a crazy thing. I would really appreciate any advice.

I am an officer in an Indian PSU from a lower middle-class General category family with two elder sisters and parents. Joining PSU was a major achievement. Academically bright, I was raised to deeply respect women, instilled with superhero-like morality, ethics, and honesty. Conditioned to believe women don't want s**x while men crave it, I idealized purity. I look decent but not tall/attractive, remain introverted, self-critical, and conscientious. Some life events shook me, making me question if life is worth living. Previously posted remotely, I transferred to a corporate location. A senior engaged girl (good-looking, officers' union position) joined my department. Her fiancé worked in her hometown. As a boy craving female attention but with low self-esteem, I never initiated. Boss directed her to me for work doubts, leading to conversations. She was extroverted. She invited me for lunch walks, movies, brought midnight birthday cake in the shared township hostel. This was my first serious female interaction. She shared sob stories about ill-treatment by parents/family, forced arranged marriage instead of love, toxic exes, calling me a "nice guy." She invited me to her room at midnight twice, once drunk saying she loved me. I maintained boundaries due to morality, her upcoming marriage, and low confidence—never crossed lines despite growing attachment and falling for her. After a 2-week work trip, she suddenly distanced herself, acting normal. I asked; she blamed me. We resumed friendly walks/talks. I later learned she had lived with another guy (transferred) and was close to another senior (Karan) from previous department. Suspicious, I saw Karan visiting her hostel at midnight. She pressured me to drink. I discovered she was s**xually involved with Karan even a week before her wedding (he attended). Shocked and traumatized by her happy wedding reels. Post-wedding, she continued the affair with Karan. I subtly confronted her emotional state, lies, and my role. She dismissed my vulnerabilities, maintained victim acts and multiple lies. Emotionally cold, no empathy. I confronted out of frustration; she turned hostile, blocked me everywhere, told me to "die," and acted like nothing happened. I turned to ChatGPT for therapy as I couldn't share with anyone (feared dismissal as "fool chasing married woman"). She enjoyed manipulation, cheating, and sadism. Karan enabled it (he's married now). This shattered my trust, caused deep trauma. As a woman in power (senior, union), confronting risks career. I feel inhumanly discarded after sharing vulnerabilities. Reflecting on narcissism, society, politicians—wonder why moral/emotional people like me suffer. Is this how high society functions?