Soldiers make tons of sacrifices to serve their country and keep the rest of us safe. They endure challenges that many of us can't even begin to understand while dealing with prolonged separation from their loved ones.\nWhen Zack Drexel started building his family, he struggled to balance the demands of the Navy SEALs with the needs of his loved ones. He never thought an unexpected encounter would open his eyes and make him question everything he thought he knew about sacrifice, family, and the true cost of his service."],"image":{"name":"r6rm70hhq01twmqt.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":718},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":399}}},"punchlines":["Zack Drexel, a dedicated Navy SEAL, faced the challenge of balancing his demanding military career with family life. Despite his commitment to service, he struggled to connect with his son Henry, who pursued a different path. As Zack neared retirement, he looked forward to rebuilding his relationship with Henry, now a finance professional engaged to a remarkable woman named Hannah. During their reunion, Zack was taken aback when he realized Hannah was"]},{"text":["

Zack Drexel grew up in a strict home. His father made sure Zack knew the importance of respect and loving his country. Patriotism wasn't just talked about—it was drilled into him. Every day was a lesson in strength and duty. \nWhen Zack finished high school, he didn’t think twice. He joined the NAVY right away. He wanted to serve—he felt like he had no other choice. But as he embarked on this new journey, one question lingered in his mind."],"title":"Meet Zack Drexel","image":{"name":"vtra3kdadagich06.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Zack dove headfirst into the NAVY Seals—it was the toughest training there was. He started with Boot Camp at the Great Lakes, Illinois. The days were long, and the challenges were brutal. But that was just the beginning. \nNext came BUD/S Training, SEAL Qualification Training (SQT), and more advanced tests. Every step pushed him to his limits. As Zack watched men around him quit, he felt his own strength slipping. Could he really make it through this?"],"title":"Tough Service","image":{"name":"upp610nai6kolvjd.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":714},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":396}}}},{"text":["

Zack could hear his father’s voice in his ear, reminding him that failure wasn’t an option. Pushing through the pain, he held on tight to that belief. After the grueling training, Zack officially became a SEAL. \nHe was assigned to a team and deployed to operate in different, challenging environments. It was everything he had worked for, a dream come true. But just as he thought he had finally found his place, someone completely unexpected walked into his life."],"title":"Hanging on Tight","image":{"name":"wr6r8ft4esc2ha93.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":718},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":399}}}},{"text":["

Five years into his service, after a grueling deployment, Zack found himself in a diner, trying to unwind with a quiet breakfast. That’s when Elle walked in, her presence lighting up the room. \nZack couldn’t take his eyes off her and knew he had to speak with her. He gathered his courage and approached her. Hours of conversation flew by, and Zack felt an instant connection. It was as if he had found the love of his life. Little did he know, this chance encounter would change everything."],"title":"Finding Love","image":{"name":"wbnanbv3id4todhh.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":722},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":401}}}},{"text":["

As Zack prepared for his next deployment, he and Elle were inseparable. They filled every moment together with laughter and love. Zack was upfront about his service, knowing he’d be away for months. He wondered if Elle could handle the long stretches apart. She assured him they’d give it a try. \nSo, when Zack left for his next assignment, they stayed in touch, making every effort to keep their relationship strong. Could their love survive the distance or would the challenges prove too great?"],"title":"Wild Romance","image":{"name":"g4eezktdba59rj51.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

When Zack returned from deployment, he rushed into Elle’s arms, their love strong after months apart. They decided it was time to get married and they celebrated with a small ceremony surrounded by family and friends. The joy grew even greater when Elle shared the news that she was pregnant. \nDetermined to be there for every moment, Zack carefully planned his next assignment to be home during her pregnancy and the birth. The thought of becoming a father filled him with unmatched happiness. As they prepared for this new chapter, Zack couldn't help but wonder what the future would bring.",""],"title":"Next Steps","image":{"name":"xt7ws3o2g3a0ftk5.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":729},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":405}}}},{"text":["

Balancing his demanding career and family life soon became a struggle for Zack. As his son grew and Zack adjusted to fatherhood, he saw his father’s influence coming through in his own parenting. Zack was set on passing down values of respect, kindness, and patriotism, dreaming that his child might one day follow in his military footsteps. \nBut with Zack away for months at a time, building a strong relationship with his son felt like an uphill battle. The real impact of his service was beginning to take shape."],"title":"Busy Schedule","image":{"name":"6lfszulx2brb9ano.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Zack found himself at home far less often than he wished. His service kept him away for long stretches, even as he climbed the ranks. Whenever he was with his son, Zack would share stories from his time in the military, hoping to inspire him to follow in his footsteps. \nBut despite Zack’s efforts, his son seemed indifferent. The disconnect between their worlds only seemed to grow deeper with time. Was it too late for them to fix things?"],"title":"Sharing His Experience","image":{"name":"mha1x394w12o691a.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":714},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":397}}}},{"text":["

Despite his best efforts, Zack couldn’t shake his frustration over his son’s lack of interest in the military. It weighed heavily on their relationship, creating a rift that Zack struggled to mend. While he tried his best to connect with him on other levels, the bond he longed for never fully developed. \nWhen his son chose college over the military, Zack worked hard to keep his feelings in check. Yet, the disappointment lingered. What would it take for them to bridge the gap?"],"title":"Strained Relationship","image":{"name":"ae75ui1o4zwo7zj8.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":737},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":410}}}},{"text":["

Zack shifted his focus to his role within the Navy SEALs, leaving behind overseas deployments as he grew older. Now, his days were spent training new recruits, and he found the work incredibly fulfilling. \nThe satisfaction of shaping the next generation of SEALs gave him a renewed sense of purpose. But as Zack settled into this rewarding routine, he was unaware that a new chapter was about to unfold. What would this change bring?"],"title":"Focused on the Job","image":{"name":"piyf84urid0n51zl.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":711},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":395}}}},{"text":["

A new rule was announced: women would now be allowed to join the SEALs if they could meet the demanding training standards. Zack had his doubts, having seen countless strong and capable men struggle under the intense pressure. \nNevertheless, he kept an open mind, curious to see how women would handle the challenge. As he began training female recruits, he faced a fresh set of challenges and opportunities. What unexpected strengths and difficulties would this new development bring?"],"title":"New Rule","image":{"name":"g5op7mr3vyffvh11.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Nineteen women signed up for the SEALs training program, and Zack was determined to treat them just as he did the men. He was strict but fair, occasionally offering words of encouragement amidst the grueling tests. Despite his efforts, the training proved relentless, and one by one, the recruits started to drop out. \nZack felt a mix of frustration and curiosity, wondering who might push through the demanding training. Would there be any women left by the end of it?"],"title":"Training the Women","image":{"name":"tyd06tprtbyxftsf.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

By the end of the training, only one woman remained, and Zack couldn’t have been prouder. The training had been especially grueling, yet she had kept up with the best. Seeing her perseverance and success was a powerful reminder of why he did this job. \nAs he sent her off toward new challenges and achievements, Zack felt a deep sense of fulfillment. However, not everyone was as enthusiastic about her success."],"title":"One Left","image":{"name":"hnov397ik7aq0skl.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Zack threw himself into his role as a trainer with the same dedication he had for his deployments. The job kept him away for long stretches, but he found as much satisfaction in training as he did in going overseas. \nDespite this, he noticed that his wife and son were growing increasingly frustrated with his absence. The balance he had worked so hard to achieve seemed to be slipping away. As he faced the challenges of his dual commitments, he wondered how much longer he could maintain this demanding lifestyle."],"title":"Double Life","image":{"name":"4v1bdcoao772y1mq.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":724},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":402}}}},{"text":["

Zack made a point to call his wife daily, wanting to stay connected and hear about home. Lately, though, her voice carried more frustration than usual. “When are you coming home, honey? I miss you, and Henry’s away at college,” she would say. Each time, Zack’s heart ached. \nHe understood her pain but felt deeply committed to his work. “Soon, Darling, soon,” he would promise. His focus was on preparing the next group of SEAL candidates. But his sacrifices would soon catch up with him."],"title":"Calls From His Wife","image":{"name":"y3hirsy9tsfdfijv.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Zack’s routine for some time had been consistent: train future SEALs for half the year, return home for a few months, and then start the cycle again. It was a demanding but rewarding rhythm. However, one day, he noticed his body aching more than usual. \nThe familiar strain felt different, and he began to question if he was getting too old for this relentless pace. As he faced the reality of his aging body, Zack wondered how long he could keep up with the demands of his job."],"title":"Over the Years","image":{"name":"6fzk1uz1dkvcr1oo.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

After more than 30 years of service, Zack came to a realization—it might be time for a break. He picked up the phone to call his wife, feeling a mix of nervousness and relief. “Darling, I think it might be time for me to come home, this time for good,” he said. \nAs he spoke, he could almost feel the smile on her face through the phone. The thought of finally being home for good brought a new sense of hope."],"title":"Making a Call","image":{"name":"vqh4to22mwhmxdvn.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":715},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":397}}}},{"text":["

Zack packed up his belongings and said his farewells to the men he’d served alongside for so many years. As he boarded the plane home, he felt a shift within him, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders. \nThe prospect of finally settling down brought both excitement and nervousness. When he imagined his wife’s embrace, it felt more meaningful than ever. They were about to spend real time together, but Zack knew there was one more important conversation he needed to have."],"title":"Saying His Goodbyes","image":{"name":"vkw5vv1086mm16jl.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":718},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":399}}}},{"text":["

Returning home, Zack reflected on how harsh he had been toward his son. Living a few cities away and working in finance, his son had become accustomed to their distant relationship. Zack called him, acknowledging his past mistakes and wanting to work on rebuilding their bond. \nHowever, his son seemed surprised by the call. “Would you like to get lunch and meet up?” Zack asked. But what his son said next shocked him. “Can I bring my fiancée?” His son asked. "],"title":"Let’s Reconnect","image":{"name":"gfqd1ca398l9syx4.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":722},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":401}}}},{"text":["

Zack’s heart swelled with emotion as he drove to meet Henry and his fiancée. He was overwhelmed, feeling a mix of pride and regret. Even though there was a distance between them, seeing his son’s achievements and future plans was a testament to how quickly time had passed. \nHenry was now independent, with a fiancée of his own—so much had changed. As Zack pulled into the parking space and prepared to wait, he wondered how this meeting would unfold."],"title":"Father’s Pride","image":{"name":"s5gdtscm7b2migyh.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":713},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":396}}}},{"text":["

Zack stood up as he saw his son, Henry, round the corner. He pulled Henry into a strong hug, pulling back with an unexpected tear in his eye. When he turned to the woman standing beside his son, a jolt of recognition hit him like lightning. \nThe familiarity of her presence struck him deeply, leaving him momentarily stunned. Zack froze, unable to look away. The woman’s face seemed eerily familiar, but why did it feel so unsettlingly?"],"title":"Grabbing a Coffee","image":{"name":"9r7vkd5vwj1zaax6.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":722},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":401}}}},{"text":["

Her confident stride and the way she held her head high felt eerily familiar to Zack. As they chatted over coffee, he struggled to place where he had seen her before. The conversation flowed, but the connection remained elusive. \nThen, she mentioned her military background, and Zack nearly fell out of his chair as the realization hit him. The truth began to unravel, hinting at a deeper connection that neither of them had expected."],"title":"Can’t Remember Where ","image":{"name":"mgrwewo2k5psfawj.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

As he listened to her talk about her military experience, Zack’s mind raced to connect the dots. She was a Navy SEAL—his son’s future wife was not only in the military but had been the one woman to make it through his grueling training! What were the chances?\nZack’s eyes widened as the truth sunk in. He couldn't believe he had missed this connection before. But did the woman recognize him?"],"title":"Making the Connection","image":{"name":"myv6bzex454xlu2n.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":718},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":399}}}},{"text":["

\"Wait, Pollock?\" Zack said, his voice filled with disbelief. She stopped and looked at him curiously. “I have no idea how I never noticed it before. I believe I was your training officer,” he continued. She paused before her mouth dropped open in recognition. \n“Lieutenant Drexel. Wow, it’s good to see you—I didn’t recognize you in civilian clothing,” she began. Henry’s eyes were wide with shock. The unexpected reunion stirred up memories and lots of questions."],"title":"Stop Right There","image":{"name":"0gkyja0crq9l1rus.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":718},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":399}}}},{"text":["

What began as a coffee meet-up stretched into lunch and eventually dinner, as Zack, Henry, and Hannah caught up on old times and shared the latest updates from their lives. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and stories. \nHenry took the opportunity to express his feelings about his father's military career, revealing how it had allowed him to be more open-minded to Hannah’s own military experience. Zack started feeling like there was hope of rebuilding their relationship. Could they have the father-son relationship he longed for after all this time?"],"title":"Small World","image":{"name":"vr5p3xc7rqmhwfig.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":720},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

The day stretched on, filled with laughter and meaningful conversations, until they finally realized it was time to go home. Zack embraced Hannah warmly, delighted to see her thriving and to be with his son. \nTurning to Henry, he clapped him on the back and then pulled him into a big, heartfelt hug. As they parted ways, Zack reflected on the day's moments. But there was something he still needed to do to make things right."],"title":"Long Day","image":{"name":"gnjryrft096flwso.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":719},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":400}}}},{"text":["

Before pulling away, Zack leaned in and spoke softly into his son’s ear. “I haven’t been the best guy, and I’m sure we have a lot to work through. But I’m here for good, and I’m ready to put in the effort to strengthen our relationship. That’s a promise,” he said sincerely.\nThen he pulled back, gave them both a final wave, and got into his car. As he drove away, the weight of his commitment felt lighter, and he looked forward to what lay ahead."],"title":"A Promise","image":{"name":"9y6nvcy45d3il0z9.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":715},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":397}}}},{"text":["

Now, Zack had to get used to life at home. Though he was nervous about the change, he found it easier than he expected. He was happy to see his wife every day and to take on less intense work. \nWatching his son and his future wife build their life together brought him a lot of joy. While things were different than his many years of service, Zack felt content with the simple, everyday moments and the new beginnings ahead."],"title":"Settling In","image":{"name":"qgp0yclo91etqkhy.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":717},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":398}}}},{"text":["

Years of intense training and relentless dedication shaped Zack, but now, he has the opportunity to focus on the more personal aspects of life—rebuilding relationships and enjoying the simple pleasures of home. His renewed connection with his son and the joy of watching his family flourish are the highlights of his new reality. \nWe wish Zack and his family a future filled with happiness, understanding, and continued bonding, hoping they savor every moment together in this new, promising chapter of their lives."],"title":"Looking to the Future","image":{"name":"wg6oajnxmxr9fbxj.jpg","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":717},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":398}}}}]}; window.__cf = (window.__cf || {}); window.__cf.nextArticleData = {"meta":{"id":"cms-9635","title":"Boyfriend Tells Girlfriend She Smells Bad, She Meets His Mom and Understands Why","code":"showe","category":"Story","subCategory":"Community,Fiction","lang":"en","version":"shz","fullCode":"showeenshz","lastTimePublished":"2024-05-22_15-48","createdAt":"2023-11-14T11:09:30.189Z","date":"2024-05-22","author":"Miriam C.","nextArticle":{"id":"cms-9591"},"originalSite":"beautifultrendstoday.com"},"blocks":[{"text":["

Dating in the 21st century can be a minefield. It’s easier than ever to connect with people online, yet many of us are going on endless dates and still searching for the one. \nWhen Samantha met Riley, she felt like she’d found someone she really connected with. However, a few months into the relationship, Riley’s odd behavior raised red flags. Little did she know that his behavior was linked to unusual family dynamics that would turn her relationship completely upside down."],"image":{"name":"0mef5n22sos2ongi.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":623},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":346}}}},{"text":["

Riley Johnson and Samantha Lee lived in Chicago, Illinois. He was a software engineer and she was a personal trainer. They met on an app and then spent the summer at bars, watching movies, and going on hikes. \nSamantha had bad experiences with men in the past and she was hopeful that she’d finally found a decent guy. She was 28 and was keen to settle down. They had only been dating for a few months and there was so much she still didn't know about Riley."],"title":"Meet Riley and Samantha","image":{"name":"ca02ku66zrzpc9nc.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":413},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":229}}}},{"text":["

Samantha felt like things were going well with Riley. Sure, he wasn’t the most sensitive guy, but he was intelligent and hardworking and they had fun together. He had a steady job and took good care of himself. \nAfter three months, Samantha felt like it was time to talk about the status of their relationship. She wanted to know how Riley was feeling and check that they were on the same page. The next time they saw each other, she took a deep breath and opened the conversation. But what Riley said filled her with shame and self-loathing. "],"title":"Going Well","image":{"name":"d70ltue80d182sdh.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Victor Freitas/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

“Samantha, babe, I just don’t feel like I can’t commit to you while there’s something about you that I’m really not a fan of. This is awkward but do you think you’d be up for showering more often? Like maybe twice a day? I just think it would really help me get to a place where I can feel like we have a future together,” he said while looking uncomfortable. \nSamantha was gobsmacked. Yes, she was a personal trainer so she worked out a lot, but she showered plenty. She didn’t even know what to say. "],"title":"Strange Request","image":{"name":"iwvppee65o4mguiy.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":421},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":233}}}},{"text":["

Riley explained that he had been diagnosed with OCD and he would feel more comfortable if she would agree to a two-shower-a-day schedule. He knew it sounded extreme, but would it really inconvenience her so much?\nHe was just a stickler for hygiene and it wasn’t something he could change about himself. As he explained more about his condition, Samantha started to feel better and more understanding. However, she didn’t know the real reason behind his strange demand. "],"title":"Stickler for Hygiene","image":{"name":"uabgapdbicosrw5p.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":717,"height":425},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":237}}}},{"text":["

After a long talk, Samantha agreed to stick to Riley’s shower routine. After all, she already showered once a day anyway so it wouldn’t make so much difference. Plus, she wanted to be understanding about his OCD—it didn’t sound like an easy condition to live with.\nOver the next few weeks, Samantha always made sure she was freshly showered each time she saw her boyfriend. She felt like things were improving for them, but he still seemed to have trouble being affectionate toward her. Then one day, he sat her down for another serious conversation. "],"title":"Samantha Agrees","image":{"name":"bpj119vgekatmsts.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":428},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":237}}}},{"text":["

Riley took a deep breath and said, “Sam, I really like you. I do. But the showering doesn’t seem to be working. I didn’t tell you this before because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings but the reason I asked you to wash more regularly is because you smell bad. There’s no easy way to say this but that’s the truth.”\n“I guess it could be because you work out so much as a personal trainer, but it’s really hard to be around you sometimes—the odor is just too much,” he went on. Samantha stared at him. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. "],"title":"You Smell","image":{"name":"d53bnmcfxgsqfam5.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Dylan Gillis on Unsplash","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

She was in shock. No one had ever told her that she smelled bad before and she had never been conscious of her body odor. She knew she sweated probably more than the average person, but she always made sure to wear strong deodorant, plus, she was showering twice a day.\nShe knew Riley wasn’t intentionally attacking her, but she couldn’t help but feel very hurt and ashamed. It was just so out of the blue. She couldn’t believe no one else would have mentioned it to her before."],"title":"In Shock","image":{"name":"rf0970bubloebom7.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Image by VitalikRadko/Depositphotos","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":397},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":221}}}},{"text":["

That evening, Samantha lay in bed, her mind whirring. Was Riley right? Maybe he had just been the only one brave enough to tell her. She liked that he was direct. It still felt like maybe he could have approached the situation differently, but at least she knew now.\nSamantha cringed in shame at all the people who must have been put off by her body odor but never said anything. She had never smelt it herself, but maybe it was hard to smell it on yourself. She couldn’t see why Riley would lie about it. However, she didn’t know he had other motives in mind. ",""],"title":"Was He Right?","image":{"name":"6ircf0dyl030369t.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":711},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":395}}}},{"text":["

Over the next few days, Samantha started a new personal hygiene regime which she stuck to religiously. She showered before and after every session with her clients, and made sure to shave under her arms every day. She used the strongest antiperspirant she could find. She felt like she couldn’t be keeping cleaner. \nIt was exhausting, but she was horrified at the idea that she smelled bad and she’d been walking around not knowing for months, maybe even years. Multiple times a day, she sniffed her armpits surreptitiously. To her relief, they smelled fresh and clean. Or so she thought. "],"title":"Keeping Clean","image":{"name":"91td80l027ffctqj.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Sarah Chai/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

Despite Samantha’s best efforts, the next time they saw each other Riley insisted that the odor was still there. She couldn’t help but burst into tears. She couldn’t see anything she could be doing differently.\nSamantha wondered whether there was something medically wrong with her. If regular showering and personal hygiene weren’t helping, maybe something serious was going on that was causing the smell. Riley encouraged her to book some tests. "],"title":"Still a Problem","image":{"name":"8rxowy7ocr25ui7l.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by cottonbro studio/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":431},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":239}}}},{"text":["

At the doctor’s, Samantha explained the situation and the doctor looked at her quizzically. “Samantha, I can’t smell anything”, she assured her. “Are you sure your boyfriend isn’t just playing a trick on you?” she continued. Samantha nodded tearfully, begging for the doctor to do any tests she could.\nShe agreed, but when the results came, they showed that Samantha was in tip-top health. There was nothing medical that could possibly be causing the smell. Samantha was starting to wonder whether the smell really existed. "],"title":"The Tests","image":{"name":"30q62zg91cacfyfw.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

After the medical tests came up blank, Riley encouraged Samantha to keep up with her hygiene routine and promised that he would support her to overcome this defect. He even told her that he wanted her to meet his parents.\nSamantha was confused—her body odor seemed to be a huge issue for Riley, and yet, he must want things to move forward if he wanted to introduce her to his family. She tried to push her doubts aside and viewed this as a positive step. She was looking for a serious partnership and Riley seemed willing to give it a go."],"title":"Riley’s Reassurance","image":{"name":"b7ig8nrv2ezw7fty.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":714},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":397}}}},{"text":["

Samantha was concerned that Riley’s parents would also think she smelled bad. She made sure to shower especially thoroughly before the dinner and dressed in freshly laundered clothes. She wore her favorite perfume and did her makeup carefully.\nShe was sure she smelled fragrant and looked good, and set off feeling tentatively confident. The feeling disappeared as soon as she knocked on the door. Riley answered and looked her up and down critically, and she noticed the slightest wrinkling of his nose. Her heart fell, but she tried to keep a brave face on. "],"title":"Meeting the Parents","image":{"name":"lz91vwhp5pe2ijt1.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":423},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":235}}}},{"text":["

Riley led her inside to where his parents were waiting. She greeted them politely and took a seat next to Riley’s mom. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Johnson!” she said brightly. His mom smiled at her. “Oh dear, please call me Margaret. By the way, I just have to ask—have you been following my son's shower routine?\"\nSamantha was taken aback to be asked such a personal question but nodded and said, “Yes, he insisted I shower twice a day. Why is that?” Margaret grinned indulgently at her son. “Oh, Riley’s a special boy and he likes things to be just so. It’s not such a hardship is it, honey? After all, it keeps you nice and fresh,” she said. Samantha forced a smile but inside, her heart was pounding. "],"title":"Riley’s Mom","image":{"name":"33o3yg50tc01nbrv.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":404},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":224}}}},{"text":["

The dinner was no less awkward. Samantha felt like Riley’s family was judging her the whole time. She couldn’t even take a bite without eyes on her. The only family member who made her feel at ease was Riley’s older sister Annabelle. She smiled sympathetically as the other family members interrogated her and helped her out when she got flustered.\nHowever, that was only the first course. When Riley’s mom brought out the entrees things started to get really bad. "],"title":"Dinner Time","image":{"name":"rq7bjcl069i4k0gw.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":415},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":230}}}},{"text":["

Every time Samantha reached to take a roll or pass someone a dish, she caught sight of Riley and his mom making faces at each other and wrinkling their noses. She felt tears welling in her eyes. \nSamantha tried to smell herself without attracting any attention, but all she could smell was her own flowery perfume. She hated the idea that Riley’s whole family thought she smelled. It was so embarrassing. Plus, all the discomfort was making her sweat which couldn’t be helping the situation. "],"title":"Making Faces","image":{"name":"aoik9bmj2l8dgok7.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by fauxels/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":502},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":279}}}},{"text":["

Things continued in the same way as they ate, with Riley and his mom making snide comments and sending pointed glances Samantha’s way each time she moved her arms. She was starting to get annoyed. She hadn’t come here to be treated like some kind of leper. \nBut then Riley’s mom turned to her and said, “Samantha, sweetie, Riley’s told us so much about your personal training business. Do you find it easy to hold on to clients or do they tend to move on quickly, given your, you know, situation?” Riley chuckled. Horrorstruck, Samantha excused herself and rushed out of the room. "],"title":"Rushing Out","image":{"name":"3epg9ve2gq2rkyzh.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":412},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":228}}}},{"text":["

She dashed into the bathroom, locked the door behind her, and then leaned on the sink, her breath coming in gasps. She’d never felt so ashamed in her life. Riley must have discussed her body odor with his mom and now she felt entitled to ask her about it over dinner.\nSamantha raised her arms above her head and breathed in deeply. She still couldn’t smell anything, but if it wasn’t just Riley who could smell it then it must be there. She decided she needed to take action. "],"title":"In the Bathroom","image":{"name":"mj1132455w14u344.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Pixabay/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

Samantha grabbed a loofah from the shower. She would have a wash there and then, and then they wouldn’t be able to smell anything on her. She squirted expensive body wash over the loofah and rubbed it into a foamy lather.\nShe washed under her arms thoroughly and mopped the sweat from her neck and brow. She rinsed herself off and then dried herself with the hand towel. Now she could go back with the confidence that she was freshly washed and clean, but her heart was still hammering. "],"title":"Sponge Bath","image":{"name":"y33qm78xa9tj0d3s.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Panos Katsigiannis on Unsplash","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":716},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":398}}}},{"text":["

Slowly, she unlocked the bathroom door and took deep breaths, trying to steady herself. She still felt faint and anxious and she wanted to be more composed before she rejoined the dinner party.\nA few seconds later, Annabelle came out into the hallway. She looked sympathetic. “Are you okay, Samantha?” she asked kindly. “My family aren’t the easiest people to be around,” she continued. Samantha was so relieved to hear that it wasn’t all in her head that tears started rolling down her cheeks. Annabelle took her hand and led her into her bedroom. "],"title":"Deep Breaths","image":{"name":"6o9xz17jjz0ejob8.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":414},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":230}}}},{"text":["

The two girls sat down on the bed and Samantha broke down, letting out all the emotions she’d been bottling up since those horrible conversations with Riley. She explained everything that had happened and told Annabelle about how paranoid she was now about her odor.\nAnnabelle looked angry. “Listen to me, Samantha, this has nothing to do with you, and definitely has nothing to do with the way you smell. Trust me,” she said reassuringly. Samantha looked at her quizzically. What she said next made all the pieces of the puzzle fall into place and it wasn’t a pretty picture. "],"title":"Breaking Down","image":{"name":"i5ctaxcytg1m4l05.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":623},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":346}}}},{"text":["

“My mom and my brother have this special bond. He’s the youngest and the only boy and they’ve always been super close. In the last few years, it’s started to get a little weird. They egg each other on about some very weird things, and it sounds like you’ve got caught up in the middle,” she explained.\n“I’m so sorry he’s been able to make you feel so awful. He’s my brother, but I’m telling you now—he’s an extremely difficult person. I admire you for trying to make it work, but honestly, I’m not surprised all this has happened,” Annabelle continued. Samantha still didn’t understand why Riley would tell her she smelled if it wasn’t true. "],"title":"Annabelle’s Explanation","image":{"name":"dtmqh2bl8h3rcseo.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Xavier Mouton Photographie on Unsplash","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

“One of the things Riley and Mom like to believe is that they have super senses. My mom was struck by lightning when she was pregnant with him so they think they both have special powers. It sounds crazy, I know, but my family has always been pretty eccentric,” Annabelle went on to explain.\n“They pretend they can hear sounds or smell smells that no one else can smell. It makes them feel important and unique. I’m so sorry he used it to be so toxic towards you. It’s disgusting. You seem like a great girl and you deserve so much better,” she continued. "],"title":"Super Senses","image":{"name":"qp4acglnbkznsnmi.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":435},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":241}}}},{"text":["

Samantha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This whole time, she hadn’t actually smelled bad at all. Riley had just wanted to feel special and bring her down. He had made her fear she had terrible body odor and forced her to shower multiple times a day.\nHer feelings of shame and hurt turned to feelings of anger. How dare he treat her this way? She was so grateful to Annabelle for telling her the truth. She wasn’t going to waste her time with Riley any longer. "],"title":"The Gaslighting","image":{"name":"bdxofa0b6cyr45v2.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Image by PeopleImages.com/Depositphotos","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":266}}}},{"text":["

Samantha wiped away her tears, feeling a mix of emotions—relief, anger, and betrayal. With newfound clarity, she knew she couldn't let Riley manipulate her any longer. Annabelle's revelation about their supposed \"super senses\" opened Samantha's eyes to the gaslighting she had endured. She decided it was time to confront Riley.\nTaking a deep breath, Samantha returned to the dinner table, her composure regained. She looked Riley in the eyes and calmly stated, \"I can't be in a relationship where I'm constantly made to feel inadequate. I deserve better than this.\" Riley stammered, attempting to defend himself, but Samantha didn't want to hear it. She stood up, thanked Annabelle for her honesty, and left. "],"title":"Time to End Things","image":{"name":"pckke6hmqe4fpv0s.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":446},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":248}}}},{"text":["

For a few days, Riley kept calling and texting Samantha. He hadn’t expected her to end things and still tried to claim that he was doing her a favor by telling her the truth about her body odor. She couldn’t believe he was still clinging to his bizarre delusions.\nSamantha remained steadfast in her decision and refused to make contact with Riley. She hoped this could be a turning point for him when he finally realized he couldn’t get away with such bad behavior. "],"title":"Riley’s Reaction","image":{"name":"dwsygeypi4ibqu8q.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by Jonas Leupe on Unsplash","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":480},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":267}}}},{"text":["

As Samantha distanced herself from Riley, she began rebuilding her self-esteem. She realized that she was not the problem; Riley's insecurities and delusions were. The weight of shame lifted, and Samantha embraced the support of friends who had witnessed her struggle.\nShe focused on her personal growth, both mentally and emotionally, and started therapy to overcome the lingering effects of Riley’s gaslighting. She emerged stronger than ever, determined not to let the scars of this toxic relationship define her."],"title":"Right Decision","image":{"name":"x3m14ocbprrwxjul.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only: Photo by cottonbro studio/Pexels","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":530},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":294}}}},{"text":["

The best thing to come out of the relationship was Samantha’s newfound friendship with Annabelle. Riley’s older sister had contacted her the day after she stormed out of the dinner party to check she was okay and they had got chatting.\nIt turned out that they had a lot in common, including the same wicked sense of humor, and Annabelle helped Samantha process what had happened with Riley. Samantha had a feeling they were going to be friends for a long time."],"title":"New Friendship","image":{"name":"n2oaqq1yldh53cfs.jpg","credit":"Image is for illustration purposes only","dimensions":{"desktop":{"width":720,"height":413},"mobile":{"width":400,"height":230}}}},{"text":["

When Samantha met Riley, she had no idea she was about to be dragged into a toxic relationship that would make her question her body, her senses, and her sanity. Riley made her feel degraded and ashamed, but getting over him helped rebuild her self-esteem.\nWe hope Samantha is thriving as a strong, independent woman, and finding fulfillment through her work and friends. If she decides to date again in the future, we’re sure it will be someone who treats her the way she deserves. 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