Q6. I married him for his lake-front condo. Checked the deed, it was his. “Loved” him hard, (while I took birth control shots and pretended we were having fertility issues) because I wanted a clean break after our 5th year of marriage. No kids, no loose ends, just me taking the condo or 1/2 of its value. After year 5, I moved out and filed for divorce. I gaslit him into thinking he was a horrible husband and man. My divorce attorney informed me that the property owner listed is Johnnie—NOT my husband Johnny. His mother owns the condo. I’m not entitled to anything. I’ve wasted 5 years with him and now I think I at least want to get a child out of the marriage because there is money in his family, but he won’t come near me. How do I rekindle the love he used to have for me? His family members are working around the clock just to keep me away. Legally, I’m still his wife. Help. #SBCCHAT
Q5. Two years ago, I created a group chat with a few relatives. We were discussing finances and housing in our area and I suggested that we pool our resources to buy a rundown mini mansion that we could live in and/or use to host our family events/parties. It was 7 of us; we would pay the mortgage collectively. After 7 months of renovations to the property, we had a family celebration there. Two family members who refused to get involved with the plan and paid NOTHING on the mortgage moved in on the night of the party and trashed the property. (My cousin is 28 and has two small kids, she attended the party with suitcases, and told us she was traveling the next day but in reality, she moved in.) I sent my husband to evict her, but he never came back home. They are still squatting together in the family’s mansion. She’s an active cr@ck smoker and he’s a recovering @ddict, so I’m sure cr@ck is involved. How do I bring my man back home? #SBCCHAT
Q4. My 3-year-old son was ill and we couldn’t attend daycare. I spent time with him during the day and it dawned on me that one of his legs is shorter than the other. His mother had special soles made for him. I didn’t know this…the leg issue was a genetic defect that doesn’t run in my family. Also I studied his face and I wasn’t sure who this child resembled…but it wasn’t me. My 2-year-old daughter looks just like me. I bought 2 at-home DNA kits just to ease my mind. Well, 72-hours later and the online results revealed the kids are NOT mine. Girlfriend says I can keep playing house in peace, or I can get the f—ck out. I’m hurt but I don’t have nowhere to go. I asked who their father is; she responds, “Don’t ask me that. You ain’t ready for the answer.” Long story short, a few years ago I cheated on her with a married woman. (I didn’t know she knew about this). She retaliated by sleeping with that woman’s husband and making me raise his kids. I can’t trust a woman who had kids out of payback and revenge. I’m sick over this and all she says is, “You started it.” She’s still seeing that woman’s husband. What hurts is that I really bonded with “my” daughter. Advice. #SBCCHAT
Q3. I’m a 22-year-old woman who was raised in the church. I sang in the choir. I loved my church community. I moved away two years ago for college and joined the church community here. My female pastor told me she would help me release my inner d3mon with spells and s3x rituals. In due time we skipped the candles and sage and went right to tongue baths and straps. I told her I enjoyed her “s3xual healing” sessions and she s1@pped me, and accused me of making fun of the Lord. I don’t mind getting down with her, but I’m certain we ain’t doing God’s work, so why is she playing spiritual games? Why not just ask me for a relationship? Or, should I ask her? Advice. #SBCCHAT
Q2. I met Ron at a Single’s Mixer. He was practically the only man there and after I spent $250 on my hair, I was leaving that mixer with someone. Ron was below average in every way possible but he had a heartbeat and I was lonely. We TRIED to do what grown folks do, but when he took his clothes off, I noticed his wide, womanly hips and I said, “Boy, I ain’t messing up my wig install for THAT.” He looked hurt, but WTF do I care? I left. I posted about the poorly attended event and I laughed at his child-bearing hips. About a month later, I was FINALLY offered a remote job I worked hard to get and I had to go into the office to sign the contract, pick up the equipment and meet the team. My team lead was Ron. He was kind, but smirked as he told me we’re “going in a different direction,” and my job offer was rescinded. I’ve deleted the social media posts about him and I’ve called him to apologize but no response. I REALLY need that job. What to do? #SBCCHAT
Q1. I came home early (from prison) and caught my girl sleeping in bed with my FORMER friend. I was too tired to confront her so I slept on the enclosed porch. That morning they woke me up with a sw!tch in my face. What kinda “welcome home,” celebration is this? My FORMER friend woke me up by telling me he’s the man of the house and I was lacking. My girl is the one lacking. I’ve been away for 4 years. She didn’t do anything to prepare for my arrival. Didn’t respond to my letters. Didn’t pick me up. Didn’t send me a key to the new lock. Didn’t have a plate ready for me after I br0ke in. I can overlook their new baby, but she needs to move him out because Big Daddy is back home. Why is she tripping? What to do now? #SBCCHAT
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Niggas go to therapy for a few months, now they the author of the DSM-5, but still ain’t came across the chapter on narcissistic personality disorder 😒🙃
I’ve been rewatching New York Undercover and I can’t see it being rebooted. The music was too real in the 90s. Everyone was lit and singers are too big of divas to guest star. The budget would have to be astronomical.