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08/06/2026

#12443: The One I Couldn’t Forget

In April 2023, I left my job in Singapore and moved to Malaysia to join my dad’s company as an HR personnel. At that time, I was in a three-year relationship with my Singaporean boyfriend. We cared about each other, but our relationship had been struggling, especially when it came to marriage matters and our future together.

That was when I met someone at work.

He was the Group General Manager, older than me, confident, intelligent, and easy to talk to. He was previously based in Perth and now in Malaysia working due to family reasons. For the first time in a long while, I felt understood. We could talk for hours about anything and everything. I remember thinking to myself, “If only he were my boyfriend.”

Then I found out he was married with a child.

We both knew where the boundaries were supposed to be. Yet somehow, we became part of each other’s daily lives. Every morning, he would text me. We shared our thoughts, our frustrations, and the little details of our days. He even bought me flowers despite being allergic to them.

Things became complicated when his wife discovered my existence. She texted me and said she is ok with separating her husband as she never had loved him. The only reason why they got together was because she wanted a kid. My father found out about our situation and fired him from the company. Not long after, I resigned and returned to Singapore.

We stopped talking.

But I couldn’t let go.

I tried reaching out. I even flew to Perth hoping to find him. For seven months, there was only silence. Then one day, he texted back. After that, he would appear and disappear from my life without warning.

In November 2025, he reached out to me again and asked if I was single.

By then, I was already married.

My husband is a genuinely good man. He loves me, supports me, and has given me everything I could ask for in a partner. Yet there are moments when I feel guilty because a part of my heart still remembers someone else.

The hardest truth I’ve had to accept is that love is not always about who we end up with. Sometimes the people who leave the deepest mark on our lives are the ones we never truly had.

I don’t know whether what I felt was love, timing, obsession, unfinished business, or simply the longing for someone who made me feel seen.

What I do know is that some stories never really end. We just learn how to live with them.

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08/06/2026

#12442: Ghosted by Malay men

Hello Admin, could you please help me post this?

I would really like to hear answers directly from Singaporean Malay men.

Here’s the situation: I’ve met many Malay men through dating apps. I’ve been intimate with almost all of them. But why is it always like this? I’ve done everything I could, and sometimes I even spent my own money on them. Even when I already noticed red flags, I still kept using dating apps and meeting people.

But in the end, they all ghost me, Admin. After the first meeting and after we’ve slept together, that’s it. No more messages, no more communication.

I just want to ask: Is it because I’m only a domestic helper here in Singapore that no one wants to take me seriously?Does my breath,body and armpit stinks? Are you only looking for temporary fun and nothing more?

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08/06/2026

#12441: Young Family Devasted By Long BTO Construction Timing

We are a young family with an infant of 5 months old, doing our part as Singaporeans to raise the TFR rate. Years back, we opt for a BTO project with a completion year of 2029 (Miltonia Breeze). We tried 8 times before successfully getting a BTO and decided to take anything available at that time as we were desperate to have a place of our own after COVID. At that point of time, I was not pregnant, and living in a small 2 room flat with my mother. We thought that after COVID, the construction completed date might be brought forward. That did not happen.

We are now currently living in a 5rm flat (owned by a family member). However, the family member have to take back the flat after retrenchment and will need to use it for rental income. We tried appealing to HDB to let us forfeit our BTO so we can buy resale, but we got rejected. They did not want to waive off the 1 year waiting period and 5% forfeiture fees. Imposing for such harsh penalities is to ensure homebuyers do not give up their flats easily... however why are sincere Singaporeans like us who really need a home ASAP not be allowed a waiver?

We even sought MP help for this, but the HDB appeal was still rejected in the end. Holding my infant baby and worry about not having shelter in a few months, I am at a loss of what to do. Please post my story, because at this moment, I feel that the government is not extending support to helpless parents trying to build a family, and I have no other way out to plead for help other than trying to see an MP again and plead my case publicly. Please give us any advice.

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08/06/2026

#12439: Affair with an older man

Kay, a 40 year old woman with 2 children is having a relationship with a 60 year old man, widowed.

It started when they were chatting over social media platforms. They shared many same interests and thoughts which led to personal issues.
Kay, who is lonely and feels neglected by her husband since her second born daughter (3 years ago). They didn’t communicate only on issues involving the family or home. She tried many times to talk to him but was brushed off with excuses of him being “tired”. She tried so many ways and to the extend of looking pretty and s*xy..
Nonetheless, she realised that her marriage is based on her children and husband is for the “provider”. Intimacy between them has long gone no matter how hard she tried and to the extend of leaving him, but he refused stating that he “loved” her and his children. There is no signs of him having any affairs or medical issues.. things just stayed that way.

Kay, who is in corporate position feels “empty”. Life is just juggling between work, children and home. Her husband is just a co-sharing person in the household.

Back to the man that she communicates in social media, they exchanged numbers and started to communicate via WhatsApp. She feels safe whenever they talk and knowing that he is 20 years older with experienced in relationships and he, too is lonely since his wife’s death 6 years ago.

Time after time, they met and had intimate relationships that led to s*xual contact.
It was an experience that she thought was amazing and she had the ability to fulfil her needs.
At the same time, feeling guilty whenever she is back home. The same guilt was expressed by the man as he felt as a “home wrecker “ and isn’t right for him to lead her in the first place.

Both are guilty.

Time passes by, Kay has stopped seeing that man as he finally managed to find a partner, a wife.

Kay? She is now as she is. “ happy” with her children and her “dead” husband.

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03/06/2026

#12438: Closure for him

Dear Ex (MT),

For five years, you’ve wanted closure.

To you, I disappeared without warning. One day I was there, and the next, I was gone.

To me, it wasn’t sudden at all.

It was twelve years of disappointment that slowly piled up until I could no longer carry it.

We were together from JC to university, and then through the years of working abroad. Twelve years.

Everyone thought we would get married. Honestly, so did I.

Year after year, I asked you the same question.

“When are we getting married?”

And year after year, your answer was always another version of “not yet.”

“Next year.”

“Let’s wait until we’re financially stable.”

“Let’s wait until I reach 1.5 million.”

There was always another milestone. Another target. Another reason to postpone the life we were supposedly building together.

I knew how important that financial goal was to you. I remember you once telling me that if I ever got pregnant before then, we should abort the baby.

I never forgot those words.

On my 29th birthday, I made a promise to myself.

One last chance.

The year before, you had hinted about proposing. I held onto that hope. I thought maybe this would finally be the year.

But it wasn’t.

And later that same year, I found out I was pregnant.

I remember sitting there in complete shock.

Devastated. Confused. Heartbroken.

I sent you a message and asked, “When would you be ready to have a child?”

You replied, “It’s too early for us.”

That answer told me everything I needed to know.

The very same day, I made an appointment for an abortion.

The clinic required a counselling session beforehand. I still remember sitting there crying uncontrollably, feeling completely alone.

The counsellor encouraged me to talk to you.

But I couldn’t.

I was living abroad with no family around me. I was already carrying more pain than I could handle.

And deep down, I didn’t want to hear the word “abortion” come from your mouth.

I couldn’t survive hearing you choose financial goals over our child.

So I kept it from you.

Maybe that was unfair.

But it was the only way I could protect the tiny piece of my heart that still wanted to believe you loved me.

I told myself it wasn’t that you didn’t love me.

Maybe it was just bad timing.

Maybe one day things would be different.

After the abortion, I returned to my apartment in the UK.

Physically, I recovered.

Emotionally, I never did.

The guilt was unbearable.

The grief followed me everywhere.

I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t look at myself without wondering about the life that could have been.

I wasn’t ready to see you.

So I made excuses.

I said I wasn’t feeling well.

I said I was busy with work.

I said I was travelling.

But the truth was that something inside me had broken.

I knew I couldn’t continue.

I resigned from my job, used my remaining annual leave, took mental health leave, and started planning my exit from the country as quickly as possible.

Before leaving, I wrestled with one question every single day.

Should I tell you?

Should I meet you one last time and tell you everything?

Or should I disappear?

Part of me desperately wanted you to know.

Another part knew that if I saw you again, I would fall apart completely.

In my final month in the UK, we still met occasionally.

From the outside, everything looked normal.

But inside, I was already gone.

Every time I looked at you, I thought about our unborn baby.

Every smile hurt.

And after seeing you, I would go home and cry for hours.

For so many years, I had imagined a future with you.

I thought you would be my husband.

I thought you would be the father of our child.

I thought we would be a family.

Instead, I was grieving that family alone.

When I returned to Singapore, I sent you a breakup message.

Then I changed my number.

Deleted my social media.

Cut every possible connection.

I heard you tried reaching out to my family.

I simply told them we would never be getting back together.

Nobody knew about the baby.

Nobody knew the real reason.

Nobody knew the weight I had been carrying all these years.

Today, you followed my Instagram.

And through mutual friends, I heard that you’ve never really moved on.

That you’ve been searching for closure.

The truth is, the baby was the closure.

The baby that I wanted.

The younger version of me was angry.

She would probably still ask you the same question she asked for years:

Did you ever truly want to marry me?

But I move on now.

I’ve made peace with things I once thought would destroy me.

I no longer need answers.

And I no longer hate you.

I just hope you’re happy.

I hope you’ve achieved the financial goals that meant so much to you.

I hope you’ve found the life you were waiting for.

As for me, I finally stopped waiting.

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03/06/2026

#12437: Anyone else feel dating apps and real life attraction in Singapore damn different?

Honestly ah, I starting to feel people who struggle on dating apps are not necessarily lousy catches in real life one leh. Got quite a lot actually have stable jobs, personality okay, responsible, can talk normally face to face. In real life totally legit people.

But once everything move online right, wah somehow all start to go wrong already.

The funniest part is, also got people in real life honestly quite messy one. Chaotic, inconsistent, red flag here red flag there. But on dating apps? Wah damn power sia. Match until nonstop.

So now I'm starting to feel dating apps reward a very specific patten more than actual long term match. Things like profile presentation, texting pattern, timing, pacing, “vibes”, knowing what to say at the correct moment… all these become super important.

Not complaining. It is what it is. Apps and real life really feel like two different worlds sometimes. Sigh

Anybody else notice this before or am I becoming a coffeeshop philosopher already lol.

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https://www.whispers.sg/c/sgwhispers/posts/12437

03/06/2026

#12435: A lesson for women not to be too naive

Here my personal stories of being a pl***oy for many years. As im have when on a journey of recovery to identify my.issues and why i behabe this way in the past. I hope to shed some light for women not tobecome a victim.
Here are some tricks that i use in the past even as a married man which always works especially for married women.
1. Dont complain about your husband from nitty gritty things like smoking , smelly, buying expensive car and house but always delayin reno or breakdown as if u does not contribute. Dont share about your sick kid. These are sign for men who just want your body to show more "concern" which are simplying just talking and easily done.

2. Asking you your day to day then compliment about your ootd and from there ask you for more s*xually suggestive photos and in return send his own one in order to get such photos.

3. Always meeting u at places where public cannot see you as if you are a shameful person. Doesnt treat u lunch after he has gotten his hand on you. Usually meet up is simply for s*x at public places that are simply free.

4. Appearing flirty with other girls in front of you. Usually these are their next prey and bring you to the next prey signal to the next person " you see im desirable".

5. Once he has gotten u, replies will lessen especially because he is moving on to his next target but doesnt want to end anything in case any day he needed your body again so jsut keeping it warm and cold some days.

6. Empty promises that doesnt gel up from running with you (that never materialise) or excuses like being with family because kid( but crying to his family and begging to keep his family ) , relationship problem that was never concrete in details.

I hope this will teach girls some red flags to look out for. If a guy can touch your body or talks inappropriate stuff in 2 week clearly they are in for s*x.

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https://www.whispers.sg/c/sgwhispers/posts/12435

03/06/2026

#12432: Honestly...

My love,

We need to talk about your relationship with the phrase “just a small bite.” I’m starting to think it’s not a promise, but a form of performance art.

Because every time you say it, something extraordinary happens. Food appears. More food appears. And then even more food appears... Plans change. And time slows down. And suddenly we are both emotionally committed to a table full of food we definitely did not initially plan for.

Now, I’m supposed to be the impulsive one here. The one leading us into spontaneous adventures... And yet you… you have somehow taken that role and applied it to snacks and desserts with surgical precision. At this point, “Just tasting it” should come with subtitles: we are now entering full snack mode. @-@

Honestly, I admire it. It’s confidence. It’s ambition. It’s the only time I’ve seen someone treat a bakery like a personal challenge. I also admire the confidence it takes to look at a full menu and say, “I’ll just try a little..” like you’re conducting a research for food science.

I respect it, but at the same time I fear it. Because I have plans—bigger plans. And I need you to be able to keep up with me and not be distracted by food all the time.

So here’s the deal:
We move more, we eat smart, and we stop negotiating with pastries and desserts like they’re foreign diplomats.

How about that?

Love,
Your ❤️

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https://www.whispers.sg/c/sgwhispers/posts/12432

03/06/2026

#12431: Can We Talk About The Reality of Hiring Today?

Just want to say this openly as someone going through the job search process in Singapore.

Singapore is a multi-racial country, but we also cannot deny that many jobs today require Mandarin-speaking candidates. What surprises me more is that even some MNCs from Europe or Australia that set up offices in Singapore now make Chinese-speaking mandatory. Likewise, some Korean companies require Korean-speaking staff.

I’m not here to debate about languages. English is still the universal business language globally, and that is simply a fact. At the same time, I understand why some companies may need bilingual employees.

But honestly, it can feel discouraging for minorities when we spend so much time applying for jobs, only to later realise the role strongly prefers or requires Chinese-speaking candidates. Sometimes job portals ask, “What languages are you fluent in?” — perhaps companies should just clearly state upfront that Mandarin-speaking is required.

Maybe someone should even create a separate job app or platform specifically for companies that require Mandarin-speaking or bilingual employees. At least job seekers can filter things properly, save time, and avoid unnecessary disappointment or false hope.

Another thing I don’t understand is why, in 2026, some people still quietly judge married women during hiring. Being married does not mean a woman is less capable, less committed, or less hardworking.

And can we also stop immediately judging people with 3, 5, or more previous jobs in their resumes as “job hoppers”? Nobody knows what someone went through — toxic environments, retrenchments, contract roles, family responsibilities, mental burnout, caregiving, career switches, or simply trying to survive in this economy.

Sometimes job seekers are already trying their best, yet still get silently judged before even being given a proper chance.

This post is not about attacking any race, gender, or language. It’s just an honest frustration from someone who is tired of how difficult and discouraging the job market can feel nowadays.

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https://www.whispers.sg/c/sgwhispers/posts/12431

02/06/2026

#12430: Childcare Politics or Favoritism?

I’m an infant teacher in a centre, and there is a mother-and-daughter duo working here, along with their family members. As our centre has an open-concept environment, there are times when they get to be with their own child in the same class and assist. Many of us feel this is a form of favoritism because previous staff who had children in the centre were not given the same privileges or special treatment.

What makes it even more unusual is that this mother-and-daughter duo seem to get everything their way. Everyone appears to like them, including parents, HR, and management. I have never seen a principal regularly sit down and have lunch with staff, yet she does so with them. Sometimes, they even have lunch separately while leaving out other teachers, which creates an uncomfortable impression.

The principal appears to listen to the daughter a lot and seems to favour her opinions. They share personal matters and have a very close relationship. The surprising part is that she was sponsored for a course in less than a year, while many of the rest of us have been waiting much longer or are still waiting for opportunities.

To be clear, this is not about jealousy or being overly concerned about other people’s affairs. It is about the perception of unfairness, bias, and unequal treatment. As human beings, we understand that not everyone will like us, but when the same people consistently receive privileges, opportunities, and special attention, it naturally raises questions among staff.

Some colleagues jokingly say it feels like “black magic” because of how much influence they seem to have. Realistically, it is probably not black magic, but rather favoritism, strong personal relationships, or workplace politics. What staff are really concerned about is fairness, transparency, and equal opportunities for everyone.

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