Let me start by saying I don't know what to do or even if this the right place to put this out. I'm mentally struggling today. What started as one of the best days I've had with my 22 year old daughter, was changed abruptly to me struggling to keep a smile on my face and mask the hurt I'm feeling. Please allow me to explain. My daughter graduated from the University of Tennessee Chattanooga yesterday. It was glorious to see her obtain her degree in Education, where she wants to teach English to middle schoolers (grades 6-8). Watching her happiness was awesome. I was even able to get along with my ex-wife and talk kindly towards each other. Was a able to catch up with my former family members (who had stopped talking to me (after our divorce). So basically things were going well, really well. Then came the gut punch. As I was taking pictures with my daughter, my family, and my former family, everyone getting along (even my exmother-in-law, who I couldn't give two shits about) all we're getting along. I received a text from a guy who I'm friends with who I'm not close to, who happens to be married to someone that I've loved (not romantically) for a long time. His text says that his wife (Sherry) is in hospital and on hospice and we should come visit her as she may not make it through the weekend. (We were never told she was sick. She didn't tell anyone). As I read the text, I'm bent over gasping for air. I have to tell my wife about this, as she's been friends with Sherry for 40 years. I'm trying to celebrate my daughter's accomplishments and trying to hold my wife together at the same time. I mask the pain with a fake smile at the graduation party. I talk about how proud I am of my daughter, all while holding back tears. I continue to mask my pain with several IPA pints, play games with my daughter and her friends at the brewery. I'm still gut punched. The night ends, I tell my daughter how proud I am of her, whic I truly am, as I drop her off at her apartment. My wife and I drive back to our hotel, where she emotionally melts down. I hold myself together for her. We chat and look at old photos of Sherry and us. My wife breaks down, I'm doing my best to keep it together for both of us. She finally falls asleep. I fall asleep. I wake up in the middle of the morning (5:00ish AM), it's dark, my wife is sleeping soundly, but I'm thinking about past memories of myself and Sherry from many years, 1986- present.

I found a new way to relieve stress when life ant wife and driving my nuts. I didn't want to workout, but I wanted something that was very strict had to be measured and in a timeframe that would consume quite a bit of time. So I made some sourdough. Thanks to my wife for taking the picture. If you're looking for a stress reliever that takes quite a bit of time and you have to be very precise in measurements .... Sourdough

I live in the states and regardless of what side people are on, it's just so frustrating to see family members and friends so adamantly disagree about politics. We've got situations where citizens are being killed by what I like the term the USA is Gestapo. People are being requested for proof that they're a citizen because of the way they look or their accent and were they happen to be in a city or town. It's so disheartening to see what's going on especially where I live. I try not to watch the news, and I try to scroll past the social media feeds but sometimes when you read them and you see people you know either personally or socially, and you have an opinions about their comments. And my own opinions have led to me just completely unfollowing or not even caring anymore about what they have to say. Some of these people I've known for 30 or 40 years. And while I try to keep a positive outlook and a smile on my face, it's just really hard right now. Thanks for letting me vent. I know the majority of y'all are in the UK and have your own opinion about what's going on here in the USA. I just appreciate the time being able to vent.

Morning all anyone out there who has fallen out with a Son or Daughter? I fell out with my Daughter about 3 years ago after and over something fucking stupid my Dads anniversary of his passing. Let me explain at the time I was drinking heavy and had a skinfull to dumb out the anniversary of my dad and I was pissed off that my Daughter hadn’t messaged me and explained this to my wife and I was really stroppy and pissed off and yeah we were rowing over it then my wife went out of the room and oh by surprise my phone rang I declined the call and it rang again and again I declined it and again this time I shouted up to my wife to message my Daughter to stop ringing me but it rang again and this time I was so annoyed I answered it and said I didn’t want to talk to her ever again and that she was dead to me and I hung up and we’ve not spoken as such since no birthday no Christmas cards or presents my wife is still in contact and gets cards etc My mother in law passed away in Feb and I was gearing myself up that she will attend of course she will. I attempted to say hello and sorry for her loss of her grandma and I was civil. The issue I have is that the wife’s dad is now really frail and I’m dreading the time he passes and at his funeral that could be the last time I see her. The purpose of this really long post (apologies) is to see if anyone has had the same issue and how did you resolve this? as I’m really thinking life is too short I know things will probably never be the same but don’t know how to approach this Appreciate your time reading this.

This day has been trying to say the least. A disagreement accured between myself and my wife, ove the same thing, my kids and my stepkids (her kids). It's the same topic for just about every disagreement or argument. Here is a breakdown of what happened. One of my step daughters will be moving back home after she finishes her studies at her university. She and her girlfriend are moving in. That is fine. The will be paying $1500 a month for the bedroom, all utilities, food, use of the home and yard ( we have a pool). There bedroom is located upstairs, where my office/music room is also located. My wife thinks for the $1500 they should also have my office/music room. My opinion (and it's not changing it) is "nope". I agreed to clean out a few drawers and cabinets under the wet bar, should they need some extra space for storage. This lead to the beginning of the argument. Then I was told that if it were my kids, I'd be fine to give up the space. I explained to my wife that her statement isn't correct, I would give up my office to my kids. This brought up continued disagreement on the topic., I'm just so tired of being told that I prioritize my kids over hers. This isn't the case. I told my wife that I'm not giving up my space to anyone. But of course, she tells me that I would. Which pissed me off. I calmly told her that her statement was incorrect. When I suggested she give up her office to the girls, I was then told that I was changing the topic. Sorry to vent, I'm just frustrated and dealing with the fallout of a oissed off wife. I hope this made sense. I'm just annoyed that this topic brings about so much aggravation and frustration. I'm not sure how to handle the same topic without the disagreements. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.