My wedding is next month.
Yesterday my sister called and asked if she could make a “special announcement” during the reception.
Turns out she’s pregnant.
I congratulated her but told her I’d rather she have her own moment instead of sharing mine.
She said I was selfish because family milestones should be celebrated together.
Now my mom says I’m making unnecessary drama.
I don’t hate the idea of people knowing.
I just don’t want my wedding turning into a pregnancy reveal.
My sister and her fiancé have been planning their wedding for a year, and she kept complaining about how expensive the caterer was.
Since I love cooking, I offered to do the food for all guests for free as my wedding gift to them but I did it with help from my friends.
I spent three straight days cooking, prepping, and setting up a massive buffet that looked like it cost thousands of dollars.
One man in his fifties was coming to my adult swim class every week.
He was terrified of water but came anyway, barely made it past waist depth, never said why. I never pushed.
After about six weeks he told me on his own.
His grandson had invited him to a pool party and he didn’t want the boy to see him afraid. Didn’t want to be that grandfather.
I started coming in thirty minutes before class every week so we could work alone, just the two of us in the shallow end, no audience, no pressure.
I got a random message from a girl saying, “Stop texting my boyfriend.”
I told her she had the wrong person. I’m single.
She sent screenshots.
The number saved under “babe”…
was my number.
Same profile picture. Same chats.
But I’ve never sent those messages in my life.
At first I thought, fake. Edited. Some weird mistake.
Then she sent a voice note.
“Call me. Now.”
So I did.
She picked up and put him on the phone.
And I froze.
Because the guy on the other end…
was someone I actually knew.
Not a stranger. Not random.
Someone who had my number saved for years.
Someone who could copy my profile picture.
My name. My everything.
He laughed. Actually laughed.
Said, “Relax, it’s just easier this way.”
That’s when it clicked
He wasn’t cheating with me
He was cheating as me
Her dad caught us having sex and he arrested me the next day. So I used to date this girl back then she lived near my house so it was easy to sneak to her place. One day she got horny and told me to come over her dad was asleep, me thinking through my dick and not brains quickly stoop and and went there, the moment I got in
Men with body count above 10 before marriage are walking red flags. No matter how you twist it, a man that has slept with more than 10 women has damaged his ability to bond and lead a home.
Men with body count above 10 before marriage are walking red flags. No matter how you twist it, a man that has slept with more than 10 women has damaged his ability to bond and lead a home.