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I'm just curious how you guys deal with this.

My partner definitely loves me—I don't question that. He shows it by caring for me, helping me out, checking if I've eaten, making sure I'm safe, stuff like that.

But when it comes to words... he's just not expressive at all. No pet names, no random "I miss you" texts, no cheesy romance. 😂

Sometimes I wish he'd pamper me with words a little more, but I also know not everyone is built that way.

So I'm curious:

\* What's your partner's love language?

\* If they're emotionally unexpressive, how do you deal with it?

\* Did they get more expressive over time, or did you just learn to appreciate the way they show love?

\* And if you're the emotionally reserved one, why is it so hard to express your feelings even when you love someone?

Just wanted to hear other people's experiences because I'm sure I can't be the only one in this situation.I never had a relationship so to be honest ai don't know the reality I'm only familiar with the filmy unrealistic romance

I'm just curious how you guys deal with this.

My partner definitely loves me—I don't question that. He shows it by caring for me, helping me out, checking if I've eaten, making sure I'm safe, stuff like that.

But when it comes to words... he's just not expressive at all. No pet names, no random "I miss you" texts, no cheesy romance. 😂

Sometimes I wish he'd pamper me with words a little more, but I also know not everyone is built that way.

So I'm curious:

* What's your partner's love language?

* If they're emotionally unexpressive, how do you deal with it?

* Did they get more expressive over time, or did you just learn to appreciate the way they show love?

* And if you're the emotionally reserved one, why is it so hard to express your feelings even when you love someone?

Just wanted to hear other people's experiences because I'm sure I can't be the only one in this situation.I never had a relationship so to be honest ai don't know the reality I'm only familiar with the filmy unrealistic romance

I'm just curious how you guys deal with this.

My partner definitely loves me—I don't question that. He shows it by caring for me, helping me out, checking if I've eaten, making sure I'm safe, stuff like that. But when it comes to words... he's just not expressive at all. No pet names, no random "I miss you" texts, no cheesy romance. 😂 Sometimes I wish he'd pamper me with words a little more, but I also know not everyone is built that way.

So I'm curious:

• What's your partner's love language?

• If they're emotionally unexpressive, how do you deal with it?

• Did they get more expressive over time, or did you just learn to appreciate the way they show love?

• And if you're the emotionally reserved one, why is it so hard to express your feelings even when you love someone? Just wanted to hear other people's experiences because I'm sure I can't be the only one in this situation.I never had a relationship so to be honest ai don't know the reality I'm only familiar with the filmy unrealistic romance

So mattulavarude experience arija ente unrealistic expection anno ennu ariyana Karanam eniku ee realistic romance ayit athra parichayam ella eniku filmy chessy romance ariyu athum reality ayit nala difference unduuu

Sherikum enne ellavarum judge cheyum still eniku vere evide ethu parayanam ennu ariyila I'm crying while writing this ...I feel like a terrible person and I don't know if I'm overreacting or if something deeper is wrong.

I've been in a relationship with my boyfriend for a while. He's a genuinely good person—supportive, responsible, practical, and someone I've always seen a future with. I've never doubted that he's the person I want.

Recently I was hospitalized and pretty sick. During that time I felt like he cared, but mostly in a practical way. Things like "take your medicine" and "drink water." I know he has a lot of work pressure, so I never complained, but emotionally I felt a little alone.

We were supposed to meet after 3 months. I was so excited. I bought his favorite snacks and chocolates. planned a surprise even did skincare and got ready because I was genuinely looking forward to seeing him.njan bhayankara excited ayirunnu.... Avanu vendi njan...

Then he cancelled.

His reason was that he was worried about my health and what would happen if I suddenly got sick while we were out. I understand the concern, but it hurt because I was feeling much better and because he only seemed to realize it at the last minute. What hurt even more was that he knew I was disappointed, but there was no call afterward, no attempt to comfort me, just take care, good night. This is also the second time something like this has happened. The first time I bought snacks and made plans, work came up and the meetup got cancelled. I didn't complain because I wanted to be understanding. The part that's making me feel guilty is that recently a new friend came into my life. We haven't known each other for long, but when he noticed something was wrong in my voice, he immediately called to check on me. Nothing romantic has happened, and I don't want anything romantic to happen. But it scared me how comforting that felt. I hate that I'm comparing a new friendship to my relationship

I hate that I'm enjoying the attention.

I hate that I feel more emotionally seen by someone I've known for a short time than by the person I love.

I don't want to leave my relationship. I don't want another person. I just feel exhausted, disappointed, and confused.

Am I wrong for feeling hurt, or am I ignoring a real problem in my relationship?My body is too pratical eniku athu handle cheyan pattunila samsarichittu oru mattam ella but he is a good guy

Guys.... Eniku extreme mood swings.... I don't know how to deal with it.... Njan veruthe ellavareyum choriyanu especially my boyfriend.... Oru reason ellathe veruthe now I'm feeling extreme gulit.... Before judging me I'm not like this I can't understand what is wrong with me... Is there any possible reason ...

Njana problem ennu thonnanu Eniku ariyam ee oru platform li vannu ethu chodikunna sheri alla but I lack friendships (male, female )in real life so omnu vent cheyano advice chodikano arum ella..... Ennu njanum ente bf samsarichapol veruthe choriyan njan paranju namal break up avum udene ennu.... So he was like... Ninte decision annu enthuayalum avan okay avum ennu so njan chodichu ninku njan ellenkikum onnum ella he said avan okay ayikolum ennu... Eniku entho athu kettapol bhayankara vishamam vanni njan appol athre avanu ullu.... 🙂pashe he is so supportive and al orikalaum ennodu sound uyarthi samsarichtila.... Always there for me during my good and bad days.... Avan kurachu practical chindikunnu al annu njan kurach emotional atha ennu thonnanu main issue.. Njan ennu kure parnaju Still avn.....

I need some outside opinions because I'm feeling guilty and conflicted.

A few months ago, my junior and I were assigned a project together. From the beginning, I kept asking him to contribute and help with different parts of the work. Every time, he either delayed it, avoided it, or simply didn't do anything. As the deadline got closer, I ended up completing the entire project myself. Now there are only about 20 days left before submission, and suddenly he's asking me to share the finished project with him. His reason is that he hasn't been mentally well and couldn't work on it.

I genuinely sympathize with mental health struggles, but at the same time, I've been dealing with my own problems, stress, night shifts, exhaustion, and personal issues while still managing to finish the project. I also tried multiple times to involve him before it reached this point I don't want to be heartless, but I also feel it's unfair to hand over work that I spent months doing alone. At the same time, I feel guilty saying no because he says he's struggling. Would I be wrong for refusing to share my completed project? Is there a reasonable middle ground here, or am I being selfish? But no parajittum karayam ella

TL;DR: My junior and I were assigned a project together. He contributed nothing despite multiple reminders. I completed the entire project myself. With 20 days left before submission, he's asking for the finished project because he says he hasn't been mentally well. Would I be wrong to refuse?

Guys eniku sankadam dehsyam okke orumichu varunnu 🥺namal full pani eduthittu athu vere oru effort edukathe al cheyanam ennu vecha... Njagalude course nu project undu mika year separate annu cheyar but ee vattom oru 2 per cheyanam ennu ayi...

I need some outside opinions because I'm feeling guilty and conflicted. A few months ago, my junior and I were assigned a project together. From the beginning, I kept asking him to contribute and help with different parts of the work. Every time, he either delayed it, avoided it, or simply didn't do anything. As the deadline got closer, I ended up completing the entire project myself. Now there are only about 20 days left before submission, and suddenly he's asking me to share the finished project with him. His reason is that he hasn't been mentally well and couldn't work on it. I genuinely sympathize with mental health struggles, but at the same time, I've been dealing with my own problems, stress, night shifts, exhaustion, and personal issues while still managing to finish the project. I also tried multiple times to involve him before it reached this point. I don't want to be heartless, but I also feel it's unfair to hand over work that I spent months doing alone. At the same time, I feel guilty saying no because he says he's struggling.

No parayan pattunila and njan kure paranju noki but avan onnum cheyula enna stand annu mental health ottum Sheri alla so cheyan patila enna oru excuse

TL;DR: My junior and I were assigned a project together. He contributed nothing despite multiple reminders. I completed the entire project myself. With 20 days left before submission, he's asking for the finished project because he says he hasn't been mentally well. Would I be wrong to refuse?

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I'm 22F, 164 cm tall, and currently around 78-81 kg depending on the week. I've been trying to lose weight for almost 10 years. Not continuously, but the desire has been there for as long as I can remember. I was the kid who was always aware of her weight. I got comments about my body growing up, and over time I became extremely insecure about how I looked. The frustrating part is that I know what I should do. I've read about calories, diets, exercise, PCOS, insulin resistance, and weight loss countless times. The problem was never lack of information. The problem was consistency. I would start a diet on Monday, mess up by Wednesday, feel guilty, then quit completely. Then I'd promise myself I'd restart next week. That cycle repeated for years. I also have PCOS symptoms, facial hair growth, a large belly, dark neck pigmentation, fatigue, and grade 2 fatty liver. These things made me feel like my body was working against me. Sometimes I'd look around and wonder why losing weight seemed easier for everyone else. A huge problem for me has been emotional eating and all-or-nothing thinking. If I ate one unhealthy meal, I'd convince myself the whole day was ruined and continue overeating. Looking back, that mindset probably did more damage than any single food ever did.

Recently I've started realizing something uncomfortable:

I've spent years waiting to "feel ready"

I hate myself weight lose is really hard for me... WHAT TO DO NEXT?

I'm posting this because I'm curious:

Has anyone else spent years wanting to lose weight before finally succeeding? What was the mindset shift that actually made the difference?

I'd love to hear your stories because sometimes this journey feels very lonely🥺🥺🥺🥹

So guys I'm on night duty🥹..... Medical field annu so ethra time patient undayi eni oru 3 hour rest eduka.. Njan pothuve uragar ella but ente roomate aka friend and colleague ente kude annu duty ku njagal nilkane modality yil oru bed ullu for us to sleep or rest.. Night thudagi 2 days ayyi she is the one sleeping on it while I'm sitting on chair...... Aval uragikotte eniku manasilavum... Aval kidanotte avide..But at least she can offer that bed to me,because njan past 3 days sitting on chair eniku naduvedana ayi while she is sleeping on bed like she is in the hostel room njan egane uragathe erikana kondu she don't have to worry about anything else..... Njan alle egane....

The worst thing ethu ellam kude eniku deshyam vannu aval uragan pokuva ennu parayan vannapol i kinda give her cold shoulder now i feel so gulit for that ente ennathe samadhanam poyi it is really hard for me..... Now she is sleeping peacefully while I'm... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Sometimes I wonder if social media is making relationships harder.

Every day we see perfect couples, perfect dates, perfect texts, and partners who always seem to say and do the right thing. But real people aren't like that.

Real relationships have misunderstandings, bad moods, insecurities, mistakes, and ordinary days. Loving someone doesn't make them perfect—it makes them human.

I feel like many people are comparing their real relationship to someone else's highlight reel and then wondering why it doesn't measure up.

Has social media improved relationship standards, or has it created expectations that no real person can realistically meet?

ethu kelkumbol I don't how you all think about me but still I’m realizing something uncomfortable — I may be the problem here, not in a toxic way, but in the sense that I keep expecting things that aren’t realistic. I’m talking to a really good guy. He’s caring, understanding, supportive, emotionally available, and honestly he hasn’t given me a real reason to doubt him. He doesn’t control me, doesn’t create drama, and respects me. On paper, this sounds like what people say they want.

But instead of feeling peaceful, I find myself getting bothered by things I probably shouldn’t. Sometimes I expect more possessiveness, more questioning, more reactions. If I say I’m going somewhere, a part of me waits for him to ask who I’m with, where I’m going, or act a little jealous. When he doesn’t, my brain starts wondering if he cares enough. The weird thing is I know caring and controlling are not the same thing. I know trust is healthy. I know mature love probably doesn’t look like constant checking or emotional intensity. But emotionally I still feel unsettled.

I’m wondering if I’ve accidentally trained my brain to associate love with anxiety, chasing, or dramatic reactions. Maybe because of past experiences, maybe insecurity, maybe I got used to thinking love has to feel intense all the time. Has anyone else experienced this? How do you stop expecting unhealthy things from someone who is actually treating you well?

I’m trying to be honest with myself instead of blaming him for something that might actually be my own expectations.

ethu kelkumbol I don't how you all think about me but still I’m realizing something uncomfortable — I may be the problem here, not in a toxic way, but in the sense that I keep expecting things that aren’t realistic. I’m talking to a really good guy. He’s caring, understanding, supportive, emotionally available, and honestly he hasn’t given me a real reason to doubt him. He doesn’t control me, doesn’t create drama, and respects me. On paper, this sounds like what people say they want.

But instead of feeling peaceful, I find myself getting bothered by things I probably shouldn’t. Sometimes I expect more possessiveness, more questioning, more reactions. If I say I’m going somewhere, a part of me waits for him to ask who I’m with, where I’m going, or act a little jealous. When he doesn’t, my brain starts wondering if he cares enough. The weird thing is I know caring and controlling are not the same thing. I know trust is healthy. I know mature love probably doesn’t look like constant checking or emotional intensity. But emotionally I still feel unsettled.

I’m wondering if I’ve accidentally trained my brain to associate love with anxiety, chasing, or dramatic reactions. Maybe because of past experiences, maybe insecurity, maybe I got used to thinking love has to feel intense all the time.

Has anyone else experienced this? How do you stop expecting unhealthy things from someone who is actually treating you well?

I’m trying to be honest with myself instead of blaming him for something that might actually be my own expectations.

couples really have things to talk about for hours?

Hours samsraikunare kandittu indu but how..... Varshagal kazhiyumbol topic illaathe varule?

I’ve always been curious about this. What do couples actually talk about for such long periods of time? After a point, don’t you end up knowing almost everything about each other?I think I have a bit of a deep-rooted fear around this. In one of my past relationships, things slowly faded because we ran out of things to talk about. In the beginning, we used to talk for hours, but after a point, it just… stopped. Ever since then, I’ve been a little scared of getting into a relationship again.

Now, whenever I talk to a guy, I feel this pressure to keep the conversation going. It’s like I’m responsible for making sure things don’t get boring or silent, and that fear is always there in the back of my mind.

So how do conversations not run out?

Also, on average, how long do couples talk in a day? Is it normal to talk for hours, or is that mostly something that happens in the early stages of a relationship?

Entha ethra samsarikannnnnn🙂

Do couples really have things to talk about for hours?

I think I have a bit of a deep-rooted fear around this. In one of my past relationships, things slowly faded because we ran out of things to talk about. In the beginning, we used to talk for hours, but after a point, it just… stopped. Ever since then, I’ve been a little scared of getting into a relationship again.

Now, whenever I talk to a guy, I feel this pressure to keep the conversation going. It’s like I’m responsible for making sure things don’t get boring or silent, and that fear is always there in the back of my mind. The problem is that this fear has become really strong, and it’s affecting how I interact with people. Whenever I talk to a guy, I keep thinking: What if the conversation dies? What if it turns out like my past relationship? What will we do if we run out of topics?

Because of these thoughts, I feel tense and under pressure all the time, and I can’t talk naturally. It’s like I’m always trying to control the conversation instead of just being in it.

So I’m genuinely curious—what do couples actually talk about for such long periods of time? After a while, don’t you end up knowing almost everything about each other?

How do conversations not run out?

Also, on average, how long do couples talk in a day? Is it normal to talk for hours, or is that mostly something that happens in the early stages?🫣

And how do you overcome the fear of conversations dying out?

I’d really like to hear real experiences, especially from people in long-term relationships.🙂