May 2 2025, 03:51 PM, updated 8 months ago
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The origin post are in Mandarin, which means the anonymous post are from malaysian chinese.
Post didn't mentioned does she has a job or not.
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【Poverty Is Stealing Our Love】
I’m 30 years old this year, and I’ve been married to my husband for two years. He’s an honest and kind man, and he treats me well. But to be honest, lately I’ve been feeling a kind of anxiety that’s hard to put into words.
His monthly salary is about RM7000. In theory, that should be enough. But in reality: mortgage, car loan, utility bills, household expenses, and if we have children in the future... is that salary really enough? I often wake up in the middle of the night with tears in my eyes from overthinking.
My husband is gentle, kind, and cares for me. To be honest, when we first got married, I felt very happy—there was love, there was a home, and we didn’t seek riches, just a simple life. But over time, reality pressed down like a dark cloud.
One evening at dinner, I couldn’t help but ask him, “Have you ever thought about getting a better-paying job?”
He lowered his head, picking up food, and softly said, “I’ve tried my best. At least this job is stable.”
Hearing that, I felt both bitter and wronged. I blurted out, “But what good is stability? We can’t even afford a vacation once a year. We don’t even dare to think about having kids!”
He stayed silent for a long time and finally said, “I’m sorry. I know it’s hard for you.”
In that moment, I really wanted to cry. It’s not that I dislike him, or that I love money—I'm just afraid. Afraid that day after day, our future will be this hard, that ten years from now we’ll still be renting and unable to send our kids to good schools, that eventually, even love will lose to the pressures of life.
Sometimes, when I see friends posting photos of family vacations or their new houses and cars, I blame myself—why can’t I be content like them?
I don’t know if I’m being too realistic or just too anxious. I know he loves me, and I still love him. But I’ve started to wonder—can love really overcome reality?
If it were you, what would you choose? Keep enduring, or consider more practical conditions for the future? Is there a way for love and bread to coexist without hurting each other? How do I adjust myself—or communicate with my husband—so that this pressure doesn’t slowly erode the simple happiness we once had?
#Let’sTalk
I’m 30 years old this year, and I’ve been married to my husband for two years. He’s an honest and kind man, and he treats me well. But to be honest, lately I’ve been feeling a kind of anxiety that’s hard to put into words.
His monthly salary is about RM7000. In theory, that should be enough. But in reality: mortgage, car loan, utility bills, household expenses, and if we have children in the future... is that salary really enough? I often wake up in the middle of the night with tears in my eyes from overthinking.
My husband is gentle, kind, and cares for me. To be honest, when we first got married, I felt very happy—there was love, there was a home, and we didn’t seek riches, just a simple life. But over time, reality pressed down like a dark cloud.
One evening at dinner, I couldn’t help but ask him, “Have you ever thought about getting a better-paying job?”
He lowered his head, picking up food, and softly said, “I’ve tried my best. At least this job is stable.”
Hearing that, I felt both bitter and wronged. I blurted out, “But what good is stability? We can’t even afford a vacation once a year. We don’t even dare to think about having kids!”
He stayed silent for a long time and finally said, “I’m sorry. I know it’s hard for you.”
In that moment, I really wanted to cry. It’s not that I dislike him, or that I love money—I'm just afraid. Afraid that day after day, our future will be this hard, that ten years from now we’ll still be renting and unable to send our kids to good schools, that eventually, even love will lose to the pressures of life.
Sometimes, when I see friends posting photos of family vacations or their new houses and cars, I blame myself—why can’t I be content like them?
I don’t know if I’m being too realistic or just too anxious. I know he loves me, and I still love him. But I’ve started to wonder—can love really overcome reality?
If it were you, what would you choose? Keep enduring, or consider more practical conditions for the future? Is there a way for love and bread to coexist without hurting each other? How do I adjust myself—or communicate with my husband—so that this pressure doesn’t slowly erode the simple happiness we once had?
#Let’sTalk
BM
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【Kemiskinan, Sedang Merampas Cinta Kita】
Saya berumur 30 tahun dan telah berkahwin dengan suami saya selama dua tahun. Dia seorang yang jujur dan baik hati, dan dia melayani saya dengan sangat baik. Tapi terus terang, kebelakangan ini saya sering merasa resah dan cemas yang sukar digambarkan.
Gajinya sekitar RM7000 sebulan. Secara logik, itu sepatutnya mencukupi. Tetapi realitinya: bayaran rumah, kereta, bil utiliti, perbelanjaan rumah tangga, dan jika kami mempunyai anak di masa depan... adakah gaji itu benar-benar cukup? Saya sering terjaga di tengah malam, menangis memikirkan semua ini.
Suami saya seorang yang tenang, baik hati, dan mengambil berat tentang saya. Sejujurnya, ketika baru berkahwin dulu, saya sangat bahagia—ada cinta, ada rumah, tak mengharapkan kekayaan, cukup hidup sederhana. Tapi lama-kelamaan, realiti menjadi seperti awan gelap yang menekan.
Suatu malam ketika makan malam, saya tak dapat menahan diri dan bertanya, “Pernah terfikir nak cari kerja yang gajinya lebih tinggi?”
Dia tunduk mengambil lauk dan perlahan-lahan berkata, “Saya dah cuba sedaya upaya. Kerja sekarang pun kira stabil.”
Mendengar itu, hati saya rasa pedih dan kecewa, lalu saya berkata, “Tapi stabil buat apa? Nak bercuti setahun sekali pun tak mampu, apatah lagi nak fikirkan anak!”
Dia diam lama, hanya berkata, “Maafkan saya, saya tahu awak penat.”
Saat itu, saya benar-benar ingin menangis. Bukan saya tak suka dia, bukan juga kerana mata duitan—saya cuma takut. Takut kalau hari demi hari akan terus begini, takut kalau 10 tahun lagi kami masih menyewa rumah, tak mampu hantar anak ke sekolah yang baik, takut cinta akhirnya kalah dengan tekanan hidup.
Kadang-kadang, bila lihat kawan-kawan bercuti dengan keluarga, pamer kereta atau rumah baru, saya rasa bersalah—kenapa saya tak boleh puas hati seperti mereka?
Saya tak pasti sama ada saya terlalu realistik atau terlalu risau. Saya tahu dia cintakan saya, dan saya juga masih cintakan dia. Tapi saya mula tertanya—bolehkah cinta benar-benar mengalahkan realiti?
Kalau anda, apa yang anda akan pilih? Terus bertahan, atau fikirkan masa depan yang lebih praktikal? Ada tak cara yang membolehkan cinta dan rezeki wujud bersama tanpa saling menyusahkan? Bagaimana saya nak sesuaikan diri—atau berbincang dengan suami—supaya tekanan ini tidak perlahan-lahan menghakis kebahagiaan sederhana yang dulu kami miliki?
#MariKongsiHati
Saya berumur 30 tahun dan telah berkahwin dengan suami saya selama dua tahun. Dia seorang yang jujur dan baik hati, dan dia melayani saya dengan sangat baik. Tapi terus terang, kebelakangan ini saya sering merasa resah dan cemas yang sukar digambarkan.
Gajinya sekitar RM7000 sebulan. Secara logik, itu sepatutnya mencukupi. Tetapi realitinya: bayaran rumah, kereta, bil utiliti, perbelanjaan rumah tangga, dan jika kami mempunyai anak di masa depan... adakah gaji itu benar-benar cukup? Saya sering terjaga di tengah malam, menangis memikirkan semua ini.
Suami saya seorang yang tenang, baik hati, dan mengambil berat tentang saya. Sejujurnya, ketika baru berkahwin dulu, saya sangat bahagia—ada cinta, ada rumah, tak mengharapkan kekayaan, cukup hidup sederhana. Tapi lama-kelamaan, realiti menjadi seperti awan gelap yang menekan.
Suatu malam ketika makan malam, saya tak dapat menahan diri dan bertanya, “Pernah terfikir nak cari kerja yang gajinya lebih tinggi?”
Dia tunduk mengambil lauk dan perlahan-lahan berkata, “Saya dah cuba sedaya upaya. Kerja sekarang pun kira stabil.”
Mendengar itu, hati saya rasa pedih dan kecewa, lalu saya berkata, “Tapi stabil buat apa? Nak bercuti setahun sekali pun tak mampu, apatah lagi nak fikirkan anak!”
Dia diam lama, hanya berkata, “Maafkan saya, saya tahu awak penat.”
Saat itu, saya benar-benar ingin menangis. Bukan saya tak suka dia, bukan juga kerana mata duitan—saya cuma takut. Takut kalau hari demi hari akan terus begini, takut kalau 10 tahun lagi kami masih menyewa rumah, tak mampu hantar anak ke sekolah yang baik, takut cinta akhirnya kalah dengan tekanan hidup.
Kadang-kadang, bila lihat kawan-kawan bercuti dengan keluarga, pamer kereta atau rumah baru, saya rasa bersalah—kenapa saya tak boleh puas hati seperti mereka?
Saya tak pasti sama ada saya terlalu realistik atau terlalu risau. Saya tahu dia cintakan saya, dan saya juga masih cintakan dia. Tapi saya mula tertanya—bolehkah cinta benar-benar mengalahkan realiti?
Kalau anda, apa yang anda akan pilih? Terus bertahan, atau fikirkan masa depan yang lebih praktikal? Ada tak cara yang membolehkan cinta dan rezeki wujud bersama tanpa saling menyusahkan? Bagaimana saya nak sesuaikan diri—atau berbincang dengan suami—supaya tekanan ini tidak perlahan-lahan menghakis kebahagiaan sederhana yang dulu kami miliki?
#MariKongsiHati
This post has been edited by ZlkOk: May 2 2025, 07:28 PM
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