u/euphoricpwincess

I spoke to a guy in 2023 for a few months (Jan to March) We both were in the same college and same year. All our conversations were on Instagram or WhatsApp. We never met even though he asked me to go on dates with him multiple times. I’d say we were in a talking stage - we’d speak for hours daily and kind of got close to each other. He confessed his feelings to me, I told him that I liked him too, and before things could turn into anything major we both got into a bad and heated argument and stopped talking to each other.

I approached him months later because I felt bad how things ended and how I might’ve hurt him. He immediately responded to me, he was talking in a nice manner, we planned meeting and he himself suggested coffee. However, he kept postponing it and I got the vibe that he’s just trying to be petty because I didn’t meet him when he wanted me to. Hence I ended up sending a long apology over text explaining everything and he apologized too and told me that he wasn’t able to come meet me because he’s got a gf, he apparently committed to her after I texted him, and it’ll be inappropriate to meet me given our past. I didn’t say anything because my apology text itself ended with a good bye. We never spoke after. Inka antha aipoyindhi, malli I’ll never even get to see him ani decide ayenu.

Anyway, years later, in 2025, I started talking to a guy who went to college in a different country and na karma Enti ante, he somehow was friends with the guy anta. We stopped talking because he told me that he’s close to the guy and he told him that we used to talk for a while and we knew each other. The guy was like it’ll get too complicated if we keep talking so we both mutually decided to stop. Just oka 5-6 days matladenu so I didn’t care that much. What a small world ani lite theeskunna.

Now in 2026, we had an alumni meet up (for 3 days) this past weekend and I was so excited for it and I flew to a different city to attend it. It was initially going well, I was networking etc. He was there in attendance too but I didn’t engage with him. Asala thelinate unna.

I’m at an age where most people (80% of my friends) are dating so I kinda am always hopeful that I’ll meet the one one day or the other because I’ve been single all my life. As I was talking to people, I realized that he told a few guys that we used to “talk” and idk that triggered me so much because yes we talked more than 3 years age on insta but what about it… what came out of it? Matladi em chesam? We never even met. It’s not like I’m his ex.

Idk it felt like something I haven’t even done was weighing me down or following me. I approached the guy and before we could even make small talk, I told him hey I’d appreciate if you stop telling people we talked. He was saying something but I just couldn’t be more annoyed. I was like bro enough, just stop this, I’ve had enough, I’m done, inka entha kalam all this over an insta talking stage etc etc and I’m sure my face displayed a great level of annoyance.

It’s been some time since and I’m overthinking the day / the conversation and I feel like shit. Idk if I was rude or if it was justified? I mean we did talk so it wasn’t a lie but idk why I got triggered at him mentioning it

I spoke to a guy in 2023 for a few months (Jan to March) We both were in the same college and same year. All our conversations were on Instagram or WhatsApp. We never met even though he asked me to go on dates with him multiple times. I’d say we were in a talking stage - we’d speak for hours daily and kind of got close to each other. He confessed his feelings to me, I told him that I liked him too, and before things could turn into anything major we both got into a bad and heated argument and stopped talking to each other.

I approached him months later because I felt bad how things ended and how I might’ve hurt him by dodging meeting him despite his many attempts. He immediately responded to me, he was talking in a nice manner, we planned meeting and he himself suggested coffee. However, he kept postponing it and I got the vibe that he’s just trying to be petty because I didn’t meet him when he wanted me to. Hence I ended up sending a long apology over text explaining everything and he apologized too and told me that he wasn’t able to come meet me because he’s got a gf, he apparently committed to her after I texted him, and it’ll be inappropriate to meet me given our past. I didn’t say anything because my apology text itself ended with a good bye. We never spoke after.

So much other drama happened when we were at college after that like my ex bestfriend befriending him after I cut him off, them both talking and her insinuating stuff by claiming he’s into her, he’s trying to get with her, him staring at me in college to a point it felt weird, him stalking me using a burner account on Instagram.

Anyway, years later, in 2025, I started talking to a guy who went to college in a different country and lo and behold, he somehow was friends with the guy. We stopped talking because he told me that he’s close to the guy who told him that we used to talk for a while and we knew each other. The guy was like it’ll get too complicated if we keep talking so we both mutually decided to stop. We barely spoke for a week and it was just texting so I didn’t really care much.

Now in 2026, we had an alumni meet up (for 3 days) this past weekend and I was so excited for it and I flew to a different city to attend it. It was initially going well, I was networking etc. He was there in attendance too but I didn’t engage with him.

I’m at an age where most people (80% of my friends) are dating so I kinda am always hopeful that I’ll meet the one one day or the other because I’ve been single all my life. As I was talking to people, I realized that he told a few guys that we used to “talk” and idk that triggered me so much because yes we talked more than 3 years age on insta but what about it… what came out of it? We never even met. It’s not like I’m his ex.

Idk it felt like something I haven’t even done was weighing me down or following me. I approached the guy and before we could even exchange pleasantries or make small talk, I told him hey I’d appreciate if you stop telling people we talked. He was saying something but I just couldn’t be more annoyed. I was like bro enough, just stop this, I’ve had enough, I’m done, all this over an insta talking stage etc etc and I’m sure my face displayed a great level of annoyance.

It’s been some time since and I’m overthinking the day / the conversation and I feel like shit. Idk if I was rude or if it was justified? I mean we did talk so it wasn’t a lie but idk why I got triggered at him mentioning it

I’m in my 20s. I have a brother who is 4 years younger than me.

After I graduated college, I couldn’t land a job for almost a year. (There was no culture of placements where I studied) I was stressed, depressed, got 4-5 hours of sleep, I wouldn’t go out to eat or celebrate any occasions - I was just surviving. I started my own start up during that time and everyone laughed like this is what unemployed do. Antha oka pedha show, chesedhi emi undadhu. Not one person helped me out and on top of that they’d mock me for how I was supposedly called the smarty pants of the family and there I was jobless. 10th lo, inter lo, college lo top chesi avasaram em mundhi ani chala satires undevi.

My brother was in college when this took place. His fees were fully paid, they were sending him to many coaching places too, he recently got a play station, a MacBook, parents would give him money whenever he asked, he was living a very comfortable life.

This might seem trivial to most but there was an ice cream cart on the road and I would feed stray dogs, get them spayed, put on reflective collars etc and I was on my daily rounds to feed them some kibble and my brother accompanied me. I was next to him feeding and he just bought an ice cream for himself and started eating it. I was like you didn’t get one for me? And I was genuinely disappointed because everyone knows how much I love that stuff and I was the kind who’d get him everything I was getting like anywhere I would go, I’d get two of each so he gets to have it too and even when I cook, I make sure to feed him too. I was like you could’ve at least asked right? It was the least you could do. I just asked him why and reminded that I get him everything I get for myself. Then he proceeded to throw the ice cream on my face, kind of strangled me, and started yelling out of nowhere and said some pretty abusive things including how I was an unemployed idiot who lives off her dad, how I’m a waste of existence, because of having a sibling like me he has to suffer everyday anyway because I’m so useless and cannot earn a rupee, why would anyone get me anything. He’s 6’3 and I’m almost a foot shorter than me so when he held my shoulders and started shaking me on the road, I lost control over my body. Asala em avthundo ardam kaledhu for a second and he was yelling so andharu chusthunaru kuda.

He later said sorry after my mom asked him to but that’s one incident I can never ever get out of my mind. After that incident he pretended nothing happened. He was playing his video games, talking to his friends, going out and chilling but I was visibly shaken. It’s been a while now and I try to look past it but something changed in my brain chemistry that day and I changed as a person. He said mean things before too and did stuff before too like when we both were home alone and I was lying there sick and wasn’t even able to stand properly, he ordered swiggy for himself and I was there all day with no food until my parents came home but nothing affected me the way the ice cream incident did.

Initially it was just me ignoring him and only looking after myself like I stopped giving him recommendations about the stock market, stopped cooking for him, stopped getting him anything from the store - just created a boundary. Later I found a job, also got my start up funded, started earning really well. Now it’s gotten to where my dad approached me to find him an internship this summer or recommend him to a friend of mine or give advice regarding what certifications he should get - and I just don’t want to do anything. Like anything. I don’t feel like benefitting him in any way.

I mean if he gets something on his own merit, I’m happy for him, I don’t care but I don’t want to be the one giving it to him on a platter. I don’t even want to be there for anything. Asala matladali ani kuda anipichatledhu. Even if he tries to talk or say something, na mind adhi automatic ga fake ani declare chestadhi and I find it very hard to even listen to what he’s saying.

My moms like I’m dramatic, duram penchuthuna, I’ll have no close ones later etc ani and I try to get over it but emo im not able to

I’m in my 20s. I have a brother who is 4 years younger than me.

I graduated college 2 years ago and I couldn’t land a job for almost a year. I was stressing, depressed, surviving on 4-5 hours of sleep, I wouldn’t go out to eat or celebrate any occasions - I was just surviving. Not one person helped me out and on top of that they’d mock me for how I was supposedly called the smarty pants of the family and there I was jobless.

This incident might seem trivial to most but there was an ice cream cart on the road and I would feed stray dogs, get them spayed, put on reflective collars etc and I was on my daily rounds to feed them some kibble and my brother accompanied me. I was next to him feeding and he just bought an ice cream for himself and started eating it. I was like you didn’t get one for me? And I was genuinely disappointed because everyone knows how much I love that stuff and I was the kind who’d get him everything I was getting like anywhere I would go, I’d get two of each so he gets to have it too and even when I cook, I make sure to feed him too. I was like you could’ve at least asked right? It was the least you could do. I just asked him why and reminded that I get him everything I get for myself. Then he proceeded to throw the ice cream on my face, kind of strangled me, and started yelling out of nowhere and said some pretty abusive things including how I was an unemployed idiot who lives off her dad, how I’m a waste of existence, because of having a sibling like me he has to suffer everyday anyway because I’m so useless and cannot earn a rupee, why would anyone get me anything.

He later said sorry after my mom asked him to but that’s one incident I can never ever get out of my mind. Like I try to look past it but something changed in my brain chemistry that day and I changed as a person. He said mean things before too and did stuff before too like when we both were home alone and I was lying there sick and wasn’t even able to stand properly, he ordered swiggy for himself and I was there all day with no food until my parents came home but nothing affected me the way the ice cream incident did.

Initially it was just me ignoring him and only looking after myself like I stopped giving him recommendations about the stock market, stopped cooking for him, stopped getting him anything from the store - just created a boundary. Now it’s gotten to a point where my dad approached me to find him an internship or recommended him to a friend of mine or give advice regarding what certifications he should get - and I just don’t want to do anything. Like anything. I don’t feel like benefitting him in any way.

On one hand I’m like that’s my little brother and I have to help him but there’s another probably selfish and bruised part of me which doesn’t let me… I mean if he gets something on his own merit, I’m happy for him, I don’t care but I don’t want to be the one giving it to him on a platter. I don’t even want to be there for anything.

AITK?