Couple Stories

I'm a 31-year-old man, and my partner, who is 28, and I have been in a relationship for six years, sharing a home for the past two. She’s always had a passion for comedy and used to perform at open mic nights regularly after we graduated from college. Despite her love for comedy, she had a stable job in sales, which she worked at during the weekdays, earning a pretty good salary.

I work in a demanding field myself and earn quite a bit more, nearly triple, in fact, compared to what she used to make at her sales job. That changed last August when she decided to quit her job to dedicate more time to her comedy, believing it could lead to a big break within the year. Although I was unsure about this decision, I supported her because I wanted to be a supportive boyfriend.

Since resigning, she's been driving for Uber and DoorDash, which is now her only source of income. Unfortunately, her comedy pursuits haven't brought in any money. Lately, I’ve felt growing resentment as she often struggles financially yet limits her driving shifts to a few times a week. Meanwhile, I'm covering most of our living expenses, which is starting to hinder my ability to save money. She has a habit of sleeping in quite late, especially following late-night gigs, and spends considerable time on social media platforms like TikTok and YouTube, claiming she's seeking inspiration. Moreover, she has an expectation for me to be present at nearly all of her performances, even if it's late at night after I've already had a long 14-hour workday. This expectation has often led to tensions between us.

Things escalated last night when I suggested she consider returning to a full-time job. I tried to express that she could continue her comedy on the side, but I was finding it tough to handle all our expenses alone. She brushed off my concerns, which led me to express, perhaps too harshly, that she might never make it as a famous comedian and should face reality. This confrontation upset her greatly, leading her to tearfully leave to stay with a friend and labeling me with some choice insults. She's been unresponsive since.

If my life was a reality show, the audience might be split. Some would likely empathize with my financial burden and agree with my suggestion for more stability. Others might view me as the villain, blaming me for not supporting my girlfriend’s dreams. It’s tricky to balance dreams and reality, and under the public eye, every decision and word can be critiqued intensely.

So, am I really the unreasonable one here?

At 30 years old, and currently eight and a half months into my pregnancy, I've had to take a break from work. Normally, I earn notably more than my husband, who is the same age and works at a local firm. We get along well with most of his colleagues, except for one particular woman, who is 24 years old. She hasn't earned the nickname but often insists she's like my husband's "work wife". This woman previously tried to critique my career driven nature, accusing me of trying to overshadow my husband, which he promptly dismissed.

Additionally, since I've been pregnant and out of work, she commented quite unnecessarily that I appear "too thin for a pregnant woman", insinuating underweight issues although I'm at a perfectly healthy pregnancy weight. Her remarks seem tinged with jealousy, perhaps disappointed that I hadn't ballooned past her own physique. She's also suggested that I'm "too old" for pregnancy, which she's done subtly as if to appear concerned rather than critical.

The incident that really stands out happened at a garden party hosted by my husband’s boss, where I was also invited. During the event, my husband commented on how refreshing his gin and tonic was. It's a favorite of mine, so I took a brief sip from his drink. That's when I noticed "work wife" staring intently. She approached quickly, launching into a lecture about fetal alcohol syndrome. I explained it was a small sip, but she persisted, questioning my judgment to the point where my husband had to step in and reassure her it was no harm.

Her response was shockingly rude; she told me if I wanted to "kill my baby," I should consider an abortion. This left everyone around, including my husband, utterly speechless. Reacting instinctively, I told her off quite bluntly to mind her own affairs. Although whispered, my reaction seemed both fitting and necessary under the circumstances.

Since then, she has bombarded my husband with offensive emails, dozens of calls, and numerous voicemails, which have escalated to the point where he reported her to HR; she resigned shortly thereafter. Nevertheless, her unrelenting contact persists, pushing us to block multiple accounts. Her behavior raises genuine concerns for her mental stability, and despite everything, I can't help feeling slightly guilty for possibly exacerbating her issues.

If this scenario unfolded in the setting of a reality show, the dramatic escalation at the garden party would likely have been highlighted with strategic camera focus, possibly making me a sympathetic figure or, depending on editing, portraying me as overly defensive. The reaction from audiences would swing broadly based on their perception, potentially dividing viewers into camps of support or criticism over my blunt response.

Am I in the wrong for reacting the way I did, or was my response justified given her invasive and inappropriate commentary?

Eight months ago, my husband, Derek, was let go from his position as an oil and gas analyst. Since then, he's taken on the role of a temporary house dad, looking after our 3-year-old and picking up our 6-year-old from school while he searches for another job. I've been supporting us by continuing to work as a nurse. Despite the challenges, this setup prevents us from needing daycare for our youngest, which is a relief financially. However, I'm increasingly frustrated because during my own year-long maternity leave, I handled both the home and our kids fully. Derek, however, only manages a few household tasks like mowing the lawn and shoveling snow.

My work hours have ramped up significantly due to staff shortages; I'm pulling 60-70 hours per week. Recently, I discovered that Derek has been secretly taking cash advances on our credit cards to fund nights out and pay for nannies, racking up a staggering $7,000 in debt—a good portion of which, around $2,000, was blown on in-game purchases for his video games. When confronted, Derek argued that he "needed a break" and even outrageously demanded an "allowance". His justification was shocking and hurtful. I couldn't believe the audacity after all the sacrifices I made during my maternity leaves, where I selflessly cared for everything, including managing postpartum challenges.

Derek's indifferent attitude has sparked tension. He shrugged off his responsibilities, claiming boredom, and suggested that my previous choice to be a stay-at-home mom was exactly that—a choice, and unlike him, it wasn't imposed. He seemed to overlook that his current situation is a direct result of his joblessness. After our heated conversation, he surprisingly secured a bookkeeping position. However, he continues to complain to friends, portraying me as the unreasonable partner stifling his "freedom".

It's clear that our household dynamics need serious reevaluation. Does this call for a radical change? If this were unveiled in a reality show setting, viewers might be riveted by the unraveling domestic drama, debating fiercely over our roles and responsibilities. Moreover, they might even take sides, considering how public opinion often swings in the saga of televised personal conflicts. Would the situation seem more dire on screen, or would audiences find empathy for Derek's quest for liberation and respite amid unemployment?

My relationship journey began beautifully about two years ago when my partner and I entered into a committed relationship. Things between us clicked almost instantly, setting a tone of seamless harmony and bliss. At times, I even doubted my own worthiness of such a perfect match. However, as months turned into years and we decided to share a living space, the initial euphoria gradually gave way to frequent arguments.

Our disagreements started small, almost insignificant, but as time passed, they morphed into persistent bouts of bickering over mundane issues. It felt as though we were caught in a relentless cycle of conflict, followed by brief reconciliations. Although we were careful not to escalate things too severely, the past six months have seen a noticeable increase in the intensity and frequency of our disputes. Our relationship now seems to harbor more tension than affection, with sarcastic jabs and reactive outbursts becoming all too common. The situation has become exhausting, with our status alternating between being in a relationship and taking breaks.

In moments of frustration, I've often turned to my family and friends to vent. I'd share the specifics of our latest altercation and seek their perspectives. However, this habit took a turn for the worse when my partner overheard one of these conversations and was deeply hurt. He felt misrepresented as the villain in our partnership. This has led me to question the dynamics of seeking external advice. Is it wrong to discuss our private conflicts with others?

Imagine if our private squabbles were broadcasted on a reality show, with each dramatic moment scrutinized under the public eye. How would viewers react to such revelations? Would the external judgment and the pressure of audience opinions exacerbate our issues, or could it possibly lead to a swift resolution encouraged by the collective wisdom of the masses?

I'm a 29-year-old woman and my boyfriend is 30. We've been in a relationship for four years, and I have two children from a previous relationship that he hasn't adopted. Recently, his good friend invited us along to a couples' retreat that was to last four days. The event promised to include couple’s massages, romantic dinners, and more. We were all set to leave today. Once he told me about it, I immediately began searching for a babysitter for my kids.

Despite my efforts, securing a babysitter proved impossible. Their biological father rarely takes them, and their grandmother prefers to showcase them on social media rather than genuinely spend quality time with them. Normally, my boyfriend would ask his mother or sister-in-law for help since they’re close by, but he didn't make any moves to do so this time. In a last-ditch attempt, I contacted them myself yesterday, but they were unavailable. I assumed since I couldn’t make it, he would also choose to stay behind.

However, to my surprise, I woke up at 5 am today to find him packing his bags. Confused, I inquired about his actions. He matter-of-factly replied, "Uh, packing? I need to leave by 7 am to meet George." I questioned why he was still planning to go on a couples retreat without his partner, and I pointed out that his lack of effort in finding a babysitter suggested he might not have wanted me to attend in the first place. His response was curt: “If you wanted to go, you should have found a sitter. I don’t have time for this.”

Upset, I watched him leave after he gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. About 15 minutes later, I received a text from him showcasing his luxurious suite decorated with flower petals, champagne, and even a heart-shaped bed. I responded with a simple, "Have a good time." He interpreted my message as hostile and replied accusing me of being clipped and unfairly blaming him for not finding a sitter. When I mentioned that a little assistance with the babysitting would have been appreciated, he called me an asshole and overdramatic.

In a hypothetical situation where these events unfolded on a reality TV show, the dynamics could potentially flare into an explosive situation. The cameras would magnify every emotional response, turning our private disagreement into a public spectacle. Viewers would likely be split; some may empathize with my plight while others might side with my boyfriend, arguing about responsibilities and commitments in blended families. The tension and drama would make for compelling television, but at the cost of personal pain aired for entertainment.

If you were me, dealing with this kind of partner response, what would your feelings be about this whole situation?

My partner (17M) and I (17F) began our relationship four months ago and initially, everything seemed perfect. However, recently, I’ve been questioning our dynamic.

He was initially so enthusiastic to spend time with me. Now, whenever I propose catching a meal together, he declines, stating his mom has restricted him from going out. While I understand, it frustrates me when he's out with his pals the very next day enjoying a movie. This pattern has occurred a couple of times. He even became upset when I lightly mentioned his frequent outings without me, and I ended up apologizing.

My birthday is around the corner, and I dread spending it alone as it often brings a wave of loneliness. For his birthday, I went the extra mile which moved him to tears. When I hinted at discussing my birthday plans, he abruptly said I shouldn't involve him because he’s had poor experiences with his own birthdays. I apologized once again for coming off as passive-aggressive, which wasn’t my intent.

I’m beginning to feel like my needs for emotional support aren’t being met. As a student of psychology, it stung when I was ridiculed for expressing how much I value my field of study, eventually apologizing for making it an issue. Moreover, I’ve had disturbing experiences with unwanted physical advances in the past, which makes physical intimacy a sensitive matter for me. Despite this, he pressured me into physical actions I wasn't comfortable with, which I eventually gave in to out of exhaustion.

He continues to ask for suggestive photos even though I’ve expressed my discomfort. I relented a few times but reinforced my boundaries. Regrettably, he doesn’t seem to honor this anymore, though I've stopped sending any pictures now.

Whenever I try to address these issues, it ends up in arguments with him painting me as the antagonist. A recent dispute over this threatened to end our relationship, and once again, I found myself apologizing excessively.

Just imagine if this behavior was showcased in a reality show, the public scrutiny and potentially explosive reactions on social media could be immense! Viewers often have strong opinions about relationship dynamics displayed on reality TV, and this situation might evoke a lot of sympathy for me while potentially generating negative feedback toward him.

What do you think?

We had been seeing each other for a year, and everything felt like we were a couple. He told me he loved me, and I felt the same. We spent every weekend together and even planned our first trip.

Last weekend, he was in bed, and I made him pancakes because his birthday was on Tuesday. He was thrilled and joked that I was spoiling him. I said I wanted to spoil my man. He responded, "I’m not your man," with a smile on his face. I thought he was kidding and replied, "Yeah, I know you’re not my man." But then he got serious and said, "No, really, I’m not your boyfriend." I felt sick but tried to stay calm. I asked what we were, and he said, "I don’t know. Really great friends with benefits?" I didn’t say anything, and he ate his pancakes in silence. Later, he asked if we were doing anything, and I said I was planning to clean and do paperwork. He left after an hour. I ran to the bathroom, threw up, and cried for two hours. I couldn’t keep anything down the rest of the day. He texted that evening, thanking me for breakfast in bed and saying I was “amazing,” but I didn’t reply, so he called a few times. I didn’t answer. Around 10 PM, he showed up at my door. I pretended to be sick with the flu and was going to bed. He offered to stay the night, but I said no.

I ignored him on Sunday and Monday and didn’t wish him a happy birthday on Tuesday. I kept my texts short, pretending to be sick. He never brought up what he said. Yesterday, he wrote that he missed me and hadn’t gone this long without talking to me since we met and that he was going mad. He asked if we could have dinner. I said I was very busy. He asked if I missed him, and I said I was tired because I was out all night with a guy and wanted to relax alone. He stopped replying. He showed up 15 minutes later, asking if I was lying. I wasn’t. I told him we weren’t a couple, so I was free to do whatever. He said I broke his heart and cheated on him and called me an asshole. I waited for him to leave before crying again.

He’s right; we never had the “talk.” I just assumed we were together because I loved him and thought he felt the same. But if we aren’t together, why was he upset that I slept with someone else? Was I the asshole? Was it cheating?

Imagine if this played out on a reality show. How would people react? Would they think he’s the bad guy for leading me on, or would they see me as the one in the wrong? How do you think the audience would respond?

My girlfriend grew up in a deeply religious family, but around two years ago, she began having doubts. It's not that she despises the religion; she just felt it wasn’t right for her. We met a year and a half ago, and have been together for a year now. When we first met, she was still unsure, but about five months ago, she confirmed she was agnostic. She hadn’t told her parents because she wanted to be absolutely certain.

Earlier this week, we were out and bumped into her mom. She approached us and started a conversation, asking who I was since we hadn’t met before. My girlfriend hesitated, so I stepped in and introduced myself as her boyfriend and mentioned that she was no longer following their religion. Both my girlfriend and her mom were taken aback. My girlfriend asked why I revealed that information. I told her that since she had decided long ago that she wasn’t Muslim anymore and we’d been together for so long, there was no need to keep it a secret any longer.

My girlfriend and her mom walked away to talk. Her mom was shocked but said she’d come to terms with it and was just glad that my girlfriend was happy. I thought it all went well.

However, later my girlfriend messaged me saying I overstepped and it wasn’t my place to share that information. She planned to tell her parents in private when she felt ready. I argued that things turned out okay. She called me an asshole and said I betrayed her trust. Her siblings and friends, who already knew, also messaged me, accusing me of not knowing when to keep quiet.

So, even though things seemed to turn out fine... Did I mess up?

I sometimes wonder how people would react if this happened on a reality show. Would they see me as the villain for speaking up or think it was justifiable given the situation? The drama would definitely be intense.