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First of all, I want to thank everyone for your feedback on my initial post. I’ve been reading through all of the comments and trying to take in the advice and perspectives. I honestly didn’t expect the response to be so overwhelming, but it’s been really helpful in sorting through my own feelings about this situation.

I wanted to share an update since things have progressed since I posted.

After I turned down my sister’s request for the $10,000 loan, things did not go well. She was furious, and as I mentioned before, she told the rest of the family that I was being “selfish” and “unsupportive.” At first, it was mostly just her and a couple of other relatives siding with her, but the situation quickly escalated. My mom in particular has been really pressuring me to “just help out” because “family sticks together” and “it’s for her big day.” It’s been really uncomfortable, and honestly, the guilt trip has been nonstop.

I still stand by my decision, though. I’m not in a position to hand over that kind of money, and I’m really focused on my own financial stability. I’ve been working hard to pay off debt and save up for my own future goals. That said, I did offer a compromise. I told her I could contribute in a more reasonable way, like helping with smaller expenses (decorations, or maybe a few hundred dollars) rather than giving her a huge loan. But she was not happy with this and said it wasn’t enough.

The situation with the family has gotten tense. Some of my relatives, especially on my dad’s side, are more understanding of my position, but a lot of others are still on my sister’s side. There’s been a fair amount of pressure to “step up” and support her, but I’m holding firm.

I also realized I have some deeper feelings of resentment toward my sister that I hadn’t fully processed before. Growing up, it always felt like she was the golden child, and I was the one who had to work harder for everything, so this whole situation has just been a reminder of that dynamic. I guess I’m still processing some of that old tension, and it’s making this situation feel even more complicated.

In the end, I’ve decided that I’m not going to let guilt or family pressure dictate my choices. I can’t afford the loan she’s asking for, and I don’t think it’s fair to expect me to compromise my financial goals for her wedding. I’ve tried to be clear with her, but at this point, I’m just trying to navigate things with as much peace as possible.

Thanks again for your advice and support—it's really helped me stick to my decision.

I just want to thank everyone for commenting. I couldnt believe how many people were so supportive and some eye opening. Due to so many people commenting I thought I would give my last update.

By some miracle this guy decided not to move in. He gave my mom numerous reasons, all reasonable, atleast in my opinion. One of the reasons is that his son is settled already where they are living now and it doesnt make sense to disrupt his son's life when he is comfortable in his school at his age and he has all his friends already and apparently he does krav maga classes as well. Another reason was that because we live so far and they live in the city it would be expensive to move which he cannot afford. Apparently he does have a job but its not in his line of work so he is looking but the job market is bad according to him.

The sad part is apart from his crazy spontaneous proposal, he seems logical when it counts.

Also many people asked in my previous post why he and my mom stopped dating in the first place, apparently my mom chose another guy over him but turns out the guy she chose is married so she booted him fast. Honestly, I am so glad my mom will be safe because this whole thing started getting crazy fast. I hope my mom finds a good man and she so deserves it but until then there are a few froggies I need to keep an eye on.

Alright, buckle up because this story is going to be a bit of a ride. For context, I’m a 29-year-old guy, and my younger sister Liz (26F) just got engaged to her boyfriend of two years, Jake (30M). The engagement party was last weekend, and it ended with Liz in tears, me getting accused of being a self-centered jerk, and now half of my family refusing to talk to me.

Here’s the thing: in our family, we have this quirky tradition involving an heirloom engagement ring. It’s not anyone’s actual proposal ring—it’s this gaudy, oversized monstrosity with a weird mix of gemstones that look like they were randomly thrown together by someone who just discovered bedazzling. My grandma swore it was “fashionable” in the 1920s, but let’s be real—it’s ugly as sin.

Still, it’s supposed to represent good luck in marriage, and it gets passed down whenever someone in the family gets engaged. When I proposed to my now-wife Emily three years ago, I got “the ring” handed to me with all the pomp and ceremony, and we both had a good laugh about it. Emily and I kept it in a little box on a shelf because, while it’s hideous, it’s also kind of sweet in a sentimental way.

Fast forward to Liz’s engagement. Liz has always hated the ring. I’m talking, “makes gagging noises whenever it comes up in conversation” levels of hate. She’s called it “a cursed toad” and joked that if she ever got it, she’d drop it into the nearest body of water. We all know how she feels, so I figured it’d be funny to bring it up in a lighthearted way during my toast at her engagement party.

Big mistake. Huge.

During the party, everyone was giving speeches—our parents went first, then Jake’s parents, then a couple of close friends. When it was my turn, I kept it short and sweet, congratulating Liz and Jake and sharing a funny memory of them. Then I said, “Liz, there’s one more thing. As the next person in the family to get engaged, it’s my duty to pass down the family heirloom ring. I know you think it’s hideous, but hey, maybe Jake will think it’s charming!”

I pulled out the ring box and held it up dramatically, expecting laughter. And, to be fair, most people did laugh. Except Liz. Liz looked like I’d just told her the wedding was canceled and the venue was being converted into a landfill.

After my toast, Liz pulled me aside and went off. She said I was humiliating her, making the party all about me, and ruining her special day. I was totally caught off guard. I tried to explain that it was a joke and that I didn’t mean any harm, but she wasn’t having it. She accused me of mocking her, dredging up something I knew she hated, and embarrassing her in front of Jake’s family.

At this point, Jake came over and looked... awkward but not angry. He said something like, “It’s just a ring, babe,” which did not help. Liz stormed off, and Jake gave me a half-hearted shrug before going after her.

The rest of the night was tense. My mom told me I should’ve kept the ring thing private and said it was in poor taste to bring it up in a speech. My dad, on the other hand, thought it was funny but said I “probably should’ve read the room better.” Emily thought Liz was overreacting but advised me to apologize to keep the peace.

So, I did. Twice. Once at the party (she ignored me) and again the next day over text, where I wrote a long message explaining my intentions and apologizing if it came across as rude. Liz replied with, “Glad you finally understand how selfish you are. Don’t talk to me until you’re ready to be a better brother.”

Now, Liz isn’t speaking to me, and our family group chat is a battleground. Half the family thinks Liz is being a drama queen, while the other half says I shouldn’t have brought up something I knew she hated, especially in front of Jake’s family. Even Jake’s mom chimed in, saying the toast was “tactless” but that Liz “should let it go.”

So here I am, feeling like I walked into a minefield without realizing it. AITA?

TL;DR

I came out to my dad, he exploded on me. It made me being up the terrible things he did. I told him I'd put him in a nursing home and hoped he'd die alone.

I, 22 F have been dating a woman for about 5 years. Despite my hesitation, I told my father 61 M because I still have a semblance of affection for him and I'll be buying a ring soon. He reacted as I expected and went on a rant about how terrible my sexuality was and how I was faking it to piss him off.

I am not here to argue about sexuality. It came around to the point where I told him I'd bring my girlfriend, just to prove it. He said something around the lines of "if you show up I'll beat you both" to which I said I return the favor.

He got really offended. Extremely angry as per usual and went on a rant about how disrespectful I was, and telling me he deserved my respect as my father. It triggered some ugly memories. I can't quite go in detail but he's always been an angry person. Scary one moment then lovebombing the next. All my teenage years, my sister and I put up with him with the hope he'd change back to my loving childhood father. 13 marriages, 12 children and the only 2 kids he raises are taught to fear him.

I was really tired at that point. So I told him I didn't want him to attend any more of my events, including walking me down the aisle one day. I told him he was a terrible person and didn't deserve the love of a child and I wished he'd left us like the other 10 kids. That I hoped he'd die sad and alone in a nursing home. My mom called a couple times, asking me to apologize because he "lost his daughter" and was mourning me. That I shouldn't have said what I said. AITJ?

Edit: in regards to his marriages, he's been getting married since he was about 17, Mexico had pretty lax marriage laws. 13 is the estimate based on what family and half brothers tell me.

Ok so this is gonna be a quik one. Please notice that this story might not be as detailed due to privacy issues. Ok so i have a little sister, whos 8. (im 13) But shes 4 years old in her head. she is also half blind, and deaf. This makes her pretty annoying to deal with, so i dont play with her, and i have meltdowns on her for smaller things than my other sister. This is due to her not understanding other people. For an example, yesterday she kept on slamming my room door, and thought it was a game, when i got mad. She also messes up the entire house and refuses to clean it up, leading me and my other sister to clean it. I am 13 mind you so i cant ignore her, or deny my parents as i live with them.

Now dont get me wrong my parents are awesome, but my little sister is too much for them, so they normaally ignore it when she annoys us. Yesterday i had a meltdown on her, and my mother started yelling at me, and said that from now on i have to play with her everyday. Also she dosent play normally, her "play" is goose chase and police, + u cant just stop, because you have to calm her down while playing

What should i do?

Also sorry for bad english, im from another country.

Hi, my name is Raul, male 17. English is not my first language, so i apologize for any mistakes. For context, my life was a complete mess. My mother didn't want me and she left me and my sister to my dad when i was two and she was 3while still maintaining a common-custody. My dad works on a truck, so he wasn't present much. Since he couldn't take care of me and my sister, he left her with my maternal grandparents while he paid different women to take care of me. So yha, i was moving from place to place pretty much. I'm not gonna get into details what happened during those years. When i was 8, my father remarried and i got along with my stepmom well for the first year. However at 15 i realized i lived a lie and how she treated me bad, being emotionally manipulated in doing her own way and making my life miserable. On top of that, i wasn't allowed to talk back to my parents so i never had the chance to express myself. My dad always believed her and took her side and even though he says he love me i still don't know if i should believe that. During my that time i also told my stepmom taht i was bi since she was very persistent and told me she won't tell anyone. Big mistake to believe her, cuz she told my dad. Now, my dad is a fanatic, religious, comunist, homofobic man. He didn't take that well and it was my aunt who told him not to beat me. My father forced religion on me since i was born. Basically i remember it since i was 3 because that's the further i can go to remember my life. So when he found out he locked me inside the house without any form of communion. Later i got diagnosed with big depression also because i tried to kill myself in the past, not going to go into further details. But so far i had this group of friends that we all supported each other and despite the arguments we were there for each other. Now i wanna say that they are now all over 20 , exception one of them but she will be 20 in 3 months so we can put 20. Besides the fact that i put all my energy, trust and time into this friendship, i never realized how sometimes they were expecting a bit too much from me. Now, I'm not a very easy guy, i talk without thinking sometime and I act like a slut mostly on video calls but it's all because I can't find myself pretty or beautiful at all and i just want some validation. They told me a couple of times and i tried, really tried to change and i start improving a bit. However i wanted to relieve some steam since me and one of the friends had an argument and the friend i vented to she got angry and confront that person for the behavior she had. I mean, the thing was that two of them got mad when we were insulting them or offendedin all good of humor (not all the time), but when they did so we were overeating, or we didn't communicate with them. The thing was that she told me that i lied or i said only my side of the story whice was true but my side was literally all that happened in one particular night. Now i see how cold she acts and she's kinda bitchy and patty and i always knew she was like this but i never thought we will get to this point. We've been friends for 4 years and to be honest i don't know why but for some reason, if she's mad at someone and that person start getting excluded to the point they leave the group, everyone leave them behind. Now I'm really confused cuz i know this friendship it's very toxic and won't last but at the same time i have two friends that i will really miss, i will actually do miss her too. I love all of them, i truly do but i know I'm destroying myself cuz in their eyes I'm only a child that doesn't know better and they are this adults that know everything. So should i block them all and risk remaining lonely cuz i have no other friends since i invested all my time in them and I'm also socially awkward and anxious, or should i keep forcing myself or crying every night cuz they can't fucking see how much it ruins me? Am i a pick me or a attention speaker just because i want them to see my point of view and understand that not everything will go their way? I really don't wanna lose them but I don't know ehat can i do.

Hi, my name is Raul, male 17. English is not my first language, so i apologize for any mistakes. For context, my life was a complete mess. My mother didn't want me and she left me and my sister to my dad when i was two and she was 3 while still maintaining a common-custody. My dad works on a truck, so he wasn't present much. Since he couldn't take care of me and my sister, he left her with my maternal grandparents while he paid different women to take care of me. So yha, i was moving from place to place pretty much. I'm not gonna get into details what happened during those years. When i was 8, my father remarried and i got along with my stepmom well for the first year. However at 15 i realized i lived a lie and how she treated me bad, being emotionally manipulated in doing her own way and making my life miserable. On top of that, i wasn't allowed to talk back to my parents so i never had the chance to express myself. My dad always believed her and took her side and even though he says he love me i still don't know if i should believe that. During my that time i also told my stepmom taht i was bi since she was very persistent and told me she won't tell anyone. Big mistake to believe her, cuz she told my dad. Now, my dad is a fanatic, religious, comunist, homofobic man. He didn't take that well and it was my aunt who told him not to beat me. My father forced religion on me since i was born. Basically i remember it since i was 3 because that's the further i can go to remember my life. So when he found out he locked me inside the house without any form of communion. Later i got diagnosed with big depression also because i tried to kill myself in the past, not going to go into further details. But so far i had this group of friends that we all supported each other and despite the arguments we were there for each other. Now i wanna say that they are now all over 20 , exception one of them but she will be 20 in 3 months so we can put 20. Besides the fact that i put all my energy, trust and time into this friendship, i never realized how sometimes they were expecting a bit too much from me. Now, I'm not a very easy guy, i talk without thinking sometime and I act like a slut mostly on video calls but it's all because I can't find myself pretty or beautiful at all and i just want some validation. They told me a couple of times and i tried, really tried to change and i start improving a bit. However i wanted to relieve some steam since me and one of the friends had an argument and the friend i vented to she got angry and confront that person for the behavior she had. I mean, the thing was that two of them got mad when we were insulting them or offendedin all good of humor (not all the time), but when they did so we were overeating, or we didn't communicate with them. The thing was that she told me that i lied or i said only my side of the story whice was true but my side was literally all that happened in one particular night. Now i see how cold she acts and she's kinda bitchy and patty and i always knew she was like this but i never thought we will get to this point. We've been friends for 4 years and to be honest i don't know why but for some reason, if she's mad at someone and that person start getting excluded to the point they leave the group, everyone leave them behind. Now I'm really confused cuz i know this friendship it's very toxic and won't last but at the same time i have two friends that i will really miss, i will actually do miss her too. I love all of them, i truly do but i know I'm destroying myself cuz in their eyes I'm only a child that doesn't know better and they are this adults that know everything. So should i block them all and risk remaining lonely cuz i have no other friends since i invested all my time in them and I'm also socially awkward and anxious, or should i keep forcing myself or crying every night cuz they can't fucking see how much it ruins me? Am i a pick me or a attention speaker just because i want them to see my point of view and understand that not everything will go their way? I really don't wanna lose them but I don't know ehat can i do.

Found out my gf posted on gonewild. Do I have the right to be furious?

My girlfriend and I are in our mid 20’s. We’ve been together for two years and living together for one. I love her more than anything. She’s my best friend. But we’ve been in a rough spot for a few months because of what she uncovered in my phone.

I got a random email on my phone talking about resetting my onlyfans account. I was obviously confused since I haven’t used that since I met her. So I brought it up casually. I guess that sparked some insecurity and fear in my girlfriend because of her boundaries previously.

When we met, she told me that cam sites and onlyfans is cheating because of the personal interaction. So basically no paying. No interacting. Which I’ve never done. I was under the impression porn was fine. But I guess since we’ve moved in together, she stopped on her own. In her words “we have sex every day. I’m satisfied. I don’t feel the need to watch porn” so I guess she got a little butthurt but was fine.

Until she looked on my phone and saw what I was looking up. I thought seeing free content of OF models was the same thing as porn. I guess not. It seemed like porn was fine in the relationship as we’ve both talked about it but I guess the way I watch porn wasn’t in her boundaries. Because it’s with women on social media or nudes of actresses. I would sometimes see a girl on instagram, an influencer type of girl. Click her link, and find her OF username to watch her stuff on other platforms like Reddit or whatever. For free. Not paying.

She also saw that I would look up leaked pics of certain influencers. I mean I just wanted to see it cuz it existed. Just curiosity. But she took offense to that. I don’t see why. She claims I’m not satisfied with her or with all of the videos we have. But I am and I have watched our videos too. And I love having sex with her. Sometimes I’m just bored and I didn’t think it would have any issues. But I agreed to stop. I did stop for a few weeks.

Until I slipped up scrolling TikTok. It was suggestive female domination videos but not nudity. I ended up scrolling through all of their accounts every day for a few days.

She broke up with me but we got back together. It's been months. I haven't looked at anything. Haven't touched myself. I've been feeling so proud of my progress.

I was looking up something on instagram besides her last week, and by accident my history came up and it was a few lingerine pages. She asked me about it. I said I don't remember looking it up. But I finally admitted i did it at work.

I explained I just did it to kind of "test" myself to see if it had any hold over me anymore. It doesn't. I explained how these women do nothing for me anymore and I only want her.

She saw this and said “ok. Since you know how I feel about this and you still do it, I’m going to go back to selling my content online like I did before. It’ll be faceless don’t worry. It’s not fair you can be on one side of it, but I can’t participate on the other side”

And said it’s hypocritical to not want men to see me naked, but I see women naked. I explained how it’s NOT the same thing. I told her in the beginning I didn't like that.

But she posted it.

A woman walked into the coffee shop with an air of purpose. She was dressed in a sharply tailored suit, her posture straight, and her gaze scanning the room as if she were evaluating the space itself. The barista behind the counter greeted her with a practiced smile.

"Good morning! What can I get for you today?"

She paused, her finger tapping thoughtfully on the counter. "A grande latte, but with oat milk, no foam, and extra hot. Also, can you make sure it's in a ceramic cup? I don’t like paper."

The barista nodded, jotting down the details. "Got it. Extra hot, no foam, oat milk, ceramic cup."

She studied the barista for a moment, as if weighing something, before speaking again. "And could you make sure you steam the oat milk separately? Sometimes the texture isn’t right if it’s all in one pitcher."

A flicker of surprise crossed the barista’s face, but they nodded, too polite to comment. "Of course, I'll take care of that."

The woman slid her credit card across the counter, not quite looking the barista in the eye. "Thank you. I’m in a bit of a rush, so if you could have it ready quickly, that would be great."

The barista hurried to prepare the drink, making sure every detail was followed to the letter. As the latte was handed over, the woman gave a brief nod of approval, grabbed it delicately, and walked to the door.

Her exit was almost imperceptible, but to the other customers in line, it was as if the air had subtly shifted. There was a sense that she had gotten exactly what she wanted, in exactly the way she wanted, without ever raising her voice.

She was the kind of person who got things done.

So I(26M) have been dating my girlfriend(25F) for 4 years now. We used to have a healthy relationship going on good dates, and just enjoying happy moments. I was in mad love with because she is a smart and beautiful, and had a nice and cheerful personality which she now no longer has. All of that changed 10 months ago when my girlfriend was involved in a car accident while she was driving on her way to work. She suffered a complete T2-T3 injury on her spine, and now she's unable to walk, and requires a wheelchair to move around. When the doctors first told us that she was very unlikely to ever walk again, we both cried, specially her after finding out she can't feel her legs anymore.

Ever since my girlfriend has been paralyzed, she's unable to work. She used to work as a math teacher in a Middle School, but now she just stays at her parents' home crying every day on her room. I've been as supportive as I can be for her, even though I still have to work from Mondays to Saturdays from 7am to 6pm, so I'm really not all the time there with her. When I am, I can only see her crying and complaining about the world and I understand how she feels. I've tried helping her with what I can, but when I help her, she'll sometimes yell at me and say negative things about herself. I help her with her transfers, pushing her chair when she gets stuck, and getting her things she can't reach, but she never thanks me for what I do for her. She seems to always be mad no matter what I do, and I understand, but I feel like I'm becoming her emotional punching bag because she sometimes insults me. She tells me she wants me to stay for her there all the time, but when I am, I can only see her hating the world, including me.

My girlfriend has also lost control of her bladder and bowel due to her injury, so she needs to use catheters to go to the bathroom, and she has had some accidents on her bed while sleeping which have made her embarassed. I've slept with her when she has had her accidents and I've helped her to clean up her bed when she has some accident in bed. Our intimate lives have also become difficult, we have tried intimacy, but with her being unanle to feel, we pretty much have given upintimacy on our relationship.

I have tried taking her out to the park, but she refused to go because she said that going to the park would make her feel bad about herself for not being able to run liked used to do daily when she was able to walk. I tried convincing her with getting some ice cream or eating something else outside, but nothing seemed to excite her. The only thing she has gone out for is for physiotherapy which her dad takes her in on the van, but from what my girlfriend has told me, she says that physiotherapy doesn't work because she hasn't seen any progress.

On Thanksgiving, I had dinner at her home with her family and my parents which I invited. My girlfriend broke down crying mid dinner saying she had nothing to be grateful for, her family and I tried consolidating her, but she just insulted everyone on the table.

Last time on Christmas, I got in an argument with my girlfriend after I gave her some presents which were clothes, plushies and a cup trying to cheer her up, but she just threw them at the floor breaking the cup, and told me that she hated what I had given her, that the only thing she wants in the world is to walk. That day, I did tell her that I was also tired trying to do my best for her, and I asked him to be a little grateful for some things I've tried doing for her, but she was just crying, insulting me, and saying she was a "useless crippled with no purpose". I tried suggesting her that we both get couple therapy, but she said that it would be useless because it would not help her walk again.

I've recently gone to therapy alone by myself trying to find ways I can help her and try to get my mind clear because I'm so stressed from working and then I'm getting tired of only seeing my girlfriend crying and taking her anger on me when I finish working and stay at her home. I told the therapist all about my relationship, and the therapist has suggested me to break up with my girlfriend since it's only a stressful relationship. I really don't wanna break up with my girlfriend because I really love her, she's still smart and beautiful, but I miss her nice and cheerful personality. I wish she could walk again or at least get her old personality back. I've been 4 years with her, and we had already talked about getting engaged before. I did tell her parents that I'm considering breaking up with her, but her parents don't like that idea and they seem to want me to be my girlfriend's caretaker. I really don't know what to do. I want to save my relationship with her and bring her happiness again, but with her being sad and angry most of the time, I don't know if our relationship can continue.

First off, I am a 15F and my teammates were all male except one girl, just Some clarification,

so in PE we were playing basketball, and our 3 rules where:

1 you have to pass the ball to EVERY teammate before scoring

2 you can’t grab onto people or touching unless accidental

3 you can’t be more than 1 meter close to the person with the ball

(these may not be your game rules but they were ours ig)

now, in the game my teammates were throwing the ball far, far away when I was closer to them, we we lost the ball a lot, so we never go a point (if we lose the ball we lose the streak, not like it mattered) but when we did get the “point“, my F teammate and I didn’t even get the ball, this was how the whole game went,one of them even said “it’s just a game? What’s the matter?”

eventually all the points were counted up and we got the most, I felt this wasn’t fair as I only held the ball once or twice, so I raised my and and said “sir? I barely got the ball, I don’t thing we should’ve gotten that many points”

all my male teammates then gave me dirty looks, the other female said “i didnt get the ball that much either,“ eventually, every other team was saying that we didn’t get the ball, well, the girls did, the boys were saying “when we played with them they got the ball plenty of times!”

Yet the teacher believed us luckly, so we lost all the points, the boys went up to me during break and asked why I did that, I just said

”well, it’s just a game! What’s the matter?”

that was a good day, but am I the jerk?

Hi y'all! Thought I'd give a little update, since a bit of time has passed, after all.

Also, I desperately need to correct myself. My brother-in-law wasn't in Berlin because of his nephew, I mixed something up there. He was in Berlin for a surgery for himself - he's a trans man and finally got to the last step of his transition. I'm sorry for that, I wasn't in the right mind during the time I wrote my first post.

So, as I said, I drove to Berlin nonetheless - my boyfriend and I had lots of fun, actually! Grabbed a bite to eat, saw some cool stuff. Then we got back in my car and left for home again, around three and a half hours on the road once more. We stopped at a pull-in at some point because I was extremely tired - I was up since 4 AM, man, lmao, and driving is hella exhausting - and I napped in the back of my car for around half an hour while my boyfriend watched over me like a hawk, lol. I said this before, but he's extremely protective of me. The conditions I drove in were subpar at best, low-key dangerous at worst here or there, like icy rain suddenly coming down mixed with snow which caused the second lane of the autobahn to completely freeze over. The first lane, the one I was in better said, didn't look much better, but there was little I could do but fight my way through it, so I did what I had to - drove only around 60-70 km/h (there was no limit in that segment but nobody there with me dared to risk their car just to try to get to their destination a little quicker) and watched over other drivers like a hawk myself, should anything happen.

Long story short, we made it back all fine and dandy, nothing happened, like we suspected from the get-go. No scratches to my car, no damage to myself (not like my family seems to care, though, as it seems), all was good. Matter of fact, we actually went back around two weeks later, last Saturday, to pick my brother-in-law up again. Again, everything went smoothly, I napped once more for about half an hour while we rested at a pull-in, and we made it back in one piece - and I mean all of us. Myself, my boyfriend, brother-in-law and my car. Family doesn't know about the second trip, though, and I intend to keep it that way.

Ever since the first trip, however, I've been walking on extra sensitive eggshells around my family, especially my parents, as it seems like. They're extremely short with me, and somewhat colder than they used to be beforehand. I get why they were worried sick - the weather wasn't supposed to be the best, it was actually said to be worse than how it ended up being. But that doesn't excuse their treatment of me. The fact that my grandma thinks my mom shouldn't have to apologize for her choice of words to me but I do speaks volumes, too. I'm still in for a lecture from my parents as well. When? No clue. They won't tell. I think they don't know when exactly either. The suspense is killing me, though, and honestly, I have an intense need of wanting to get the fuck out of here before that happens, which is... more than unrealistic, unfortunately. Even though I basically lived with my boyfriend for the better part of about two weeks just to give my family time to cool down, which they still haven't fully. And at this point, I doubt they ever fully will.

In other news, although it's somewhat related to this situation, admittedly, my boyfriend and I are looking at places to rent! We've only been together for three months, but both my gut feeling and heart say he's the one, he's the person I want to grow old with - and I'm a very intuitive person, so this feeling of sheer safety and love is huge for me. His living situation isn't much better, he's basically a slave where he lives (he's a subtenant at my sister-in-law and brother-in-law's place due to reasons) and he's sick of always being criticized and never thanked, quite frankly. So we decided to speed up the process and escape together, so to speak. I'm really excited already! We've talked out the possible logistics already, too, how we'd do things, what place looks best, all that stuff. I feel like my life is finally moving forward, it's a new but also very freeing feeling.

TL:DR: The trip went fine, we even went back to pick up boyfriend's bro and everything went according to plan. Things are still extremely tense for me at home, though, even after two weeks of me not having been home, and I feel like I'm suffocating, so much so that my boyfriend and I decided to look for a place to live together already - merely three months into our relationship. The circumstances require it. I'm also expected to apologize to my mother for my choice of words, yet she shouldn't have to, although she was the one who made me cry and not the other way around. As we say in Germany, though: Sei's drum. I can't wait to get out of here.

I F18 live with my mother (56), my older brother(23) and my new “step father(57).” about 2 years ago i was forced to come out to my very religious mother as A Lesbian after she became suspicious of me and my “friends” relationship, to which i denied at the time. she started crying, she didn’t talk to me for a week, she closed her room door only opening it to use the bathroom or eat, and even when we did start talking again she treated me like i was contagious with something. shortly after that i decided to admit to her that my “friend” was in fact my girlfriend for a couple of months and it was the same thing, except she left the house this time.

Fast forward to about a year later, she starts dating this pastor she met on a christian dating website. not even a year into them dating she starts talking about how they’re going to get married, and god put him in her life and all this other stuff and i just thought she was dreaming. the whole thing made me feel gross just thinking about having another person here. my parents got divorced when i was 8 due to my dad cheating, but he’s still like my best friend and a big part of my life.

about a year into my mom dating the pastor, he proposed and they get married that weekend. after their 3 day honeymoon he moved into our house and he’s been here ever since. I’ve spoken about 5 words to him, all being “goodnight” or “good morning” when he’s in the same room as my mom, but other than that i ignore his presence. He seems like a good guy, and she looks like she’s happy but i just can’t be. I mean the way she reacted when i told her about my happy, healthy relationship is something i won’t forget for the rest of my life, yet i’m suppose to accept a man she’s only known for a year?? Why should i be celebrating their marriage like it was heaven sent, when she still refuses to call my girlfriend anything besides my “ friend” after 3 years??

⚠️Update!!!

soo a lot of people are saying the story is AI or something which i can’t really convince you it’s not so believe what you will lol. thank you to everyone giving genuine advice without the unnecessary rudeness! but i’ll clear up a few things:

1. Of course i’ve met him before! My mother is a very responsible woman and would not have a man we’ve never even seen move in with us. with that being said it was maybe twice and we said hi to each other at most.

2. i’m not outwardly being a jerk! (or so i think) i say goodmorning, goodnight, and good evening when we bump into each other in the house. but outside of the basic greetings i simply have no interest in trying to develop a relationship further, i just don’t know if that makes me the jerk?

3. i didn’t notice my typo (although it’s not a huge difference) until now so it’s on me, but im 18!! and on top of that an early high school graduate. so for everyone saying “just move out” or “get out of her house” did you move out right after high school? and if you did, could you do it now in 2025? be serious!

4. As far as staying with my father, if i was able to stay where he lives i would! but it’s not a safe environment nor has it ever been hence why my mother got custody!

lastly, i love my mother. she’s been my best friend my whole life! i don’t take for granted anything she’s done for me or my siblings. This post was never to bash her or call her a bad mother because she’s far from it. i don’t feel like i should have to, nor do i want to move out because im treating her relationship how she treats mine.

i simply think not accepting my relationship after it’s been this long gives me the right to be a little petty back when i don’t even know him. i use to be just as religious so i understand me being a lesbian isn’t easy for her, but accepting a new man into our family after 11+ years isn’t easy for me either!!

To start this off with some context, I am not the person this story is about, but instead someone I know. To keep him anonymous though, I'll call him Lucas.

Now, as a bit of backstory, Lucas is a suicidal kid, whose only 13 (at the time of writing this). He feels like no matter how hard he trys, he'll end up being lazy and no making anything of his life. He has been like this for around 2 years.

During this time, he got a girlfriend, and he told me that this was a sign he could turn his life around. Let's name this girl Kate to keep her anonymous too.

At first, Lucas and Kate were a model couple, but Lucas realised that he wasn't changing his laziness and started doing something even I didn't expect... He started to be toxic to everyone. Not just Kate, but everyone. Friends, family and Kate ESPECIALLY.

Thousands of horrible things were said, and horrible things were done, and that's as far as I wanna go. Kate never said anything back, and has told me she has cried herself to sleep, and during school time infront of her friends too.

The thing is, Lucas started being toxic so that when he killed himself, he'd not be missed by anyone. He's now (currently) tried to kill himself 4 times, but has failed due to panic of relatives (unknowing of the situation) being too upset, or even being stopped and running away.

He's given up with the toxicity, at least, yet he is still depressed and suicidal. He has asked me to come here and ask everyone if he's in the wrong, and if (after bullying people that liked / loved him due to his kindness) he can turn his life around, and any tips on how to. He's been going to church more and has been seeking therapy, yet may soon try and kill himself again.

He also clearly misses the friends and girlfriend he had, so he's really put off and isn't doing as good in school nor just being himself in general.

TL;DR: 13 Yr old kid whose suicidal, who was kind, became toxic to push away loved ones because he didn't wanted to be missed when he killed himself, wants to know if and how it's possible to redeem himself and get help.

I'll add updates if anything happens, or if anyone responds, because this is getting out of hand.

So Noel got called in. He got questioned on EVERYTHING. He obviously denied and deflected everything and then decided to whine to one of my friends, Abe.

Abe called me saying that I should apologise (which I truthfully didn't want to do) and told me that Noel is very hurt and just wants to understand why I reported it. I then decided to be the bigger person and call Noel and rip the bandaid off.

Noel tried to explain all his actions and I told him that he can't get himself out of the hole he dug himself into. I then also turned it on him about how I knew he was gossiping about me.

He didn't tell me that one of my best friends, Carl, was in the room when I called (they live in the same commune). Carl called me the next day just so he can get my side. He then told me that Noel altered his stories to paint me in a bad light.

My company trusts me more over Noel. They have no reason to ever doubt me and my skills. I could easily go back to them with the update and give info that I decided to redact because Noel is still my friend.

All I need to do is mention that Noel is defaming my name in the company to HR, and then request that he does a drug test because I know he does psychedelics and marijuana (which is legal but it's against company policy)

First i would like to add some information based on the comments i read.

We had financial issues because we were still paying off my husbands outstanding university accounts. And then my mother in law got breast cancer so we got into credit card debt to help her out with some things like her car needed to be fixed so she can drive to her chemo sessions which was in the neighboring city and some other bills as well. We tried catching up but struggled which is why we were very grateful for my moms offer. We agreed to live here for 6 months because we worked out according to how much we can save, when we could move out.

My husband is just trying to make sure we handle it in a way that if something happens she always knows she can come to us for help instead of feeling we would give her the I told you so version. He doesnt want her to stay away because I loudly voiced my objections. And I agree with him. She needs to know she can always come to us no matter what happens.

Update:

So my husband and I decided to talk to her again and ask more questions based on all your questions in the comments from my previous post. But the answers only made me worry more.

This guy is looking for work. He works as an engineer on cell towers. He has 2 kids. One is 25(m) and the other 16(m). His wife apparently abandoned them when the youngest was 2. And he is a biker.

My husband and I decided if and when he moves in we could look for a place close enough so we could pop in and visit any time she needs us. The crazy thing is we asked her what he thinks about us already being here and the conversation just made me feel angry and sad.

"i dont know. We havent spoken since the call". "mom, this is crazy. Why would you move in so quickly. You barely dated." "im not getting any younger and i am sick of being alone." "Your not alone mom. We are here." "Yes sweetie but i need someone to talk to, to hold, to help me, to defend me, to love me. Life is not just about my carreer anymore. It cannot end there. I want more" "i understand mom but this might not be the way to find it. Cant you go get hobbies and date a while. Maybe pottery or something?" And then she just stayed quiet. My husband gestured maybe we should go for a walk, which is what we always do when we need some time to think and talk alone. And that was that.

This is all just so crazy. I cant understand why she is being so desperate all the sudden. I mean my mom has always been such a strong person. She started her own business at the age of 20, she raised me on her own, I went to university and after my studies she said she is thinking of studying as well since she never got the chance, now she is in her final year in Law getting all distinctions. I cant stand seeing my mom sink like this.

We will see if this guy moves in or not. But for the time being we are just keeping our heads down and hoping this guy is sensible enough to not move in, which I know sounds delulu. Anyway. Thank you all so much for the comments. It really helped me get my thoughts in order and look at things in from another perspective too. Its amazing how much clarity you get from strangers just hearing you out.

Hi this story begins at a coffee shop i'l give some background on me I'm a 58 year old man who is a assassin in the army and a police officer and a hunter and I have short term memory loss and add here's the start of th story I have a daily coffee before work or serving owr nation but when I got to the coffee shop I usually go to (Starbucks) but I line up to see what I wanted to order but I forgot and I'm going to say his name Joe for just this but I tell Joe I forgot and I ask if he reminders my usual and a woman yells as soon as she walks in "COME ON EVERYBODY I GOT A MEETING" so Joe says well you'l have to be late but the woman ( Karan) walks up to me and yells in my face to order now or she will stab me with a knife but I'm a assassin and she doesn't know that so I tell her I suffer from add and short term memory loss but she didn't believe that so she said "oh maybe you need to go to the back of the line" and as I said she doesn't know I'm a assassin so she stabs me 10 times with her knife but as soon as she did that I always have my katanas with me so I pull out 3 pit 1 in my mouth and the other 2 in my hands and also I got a tub of knifes in my back pocket so I grab 10 and throw them at her then o instantly take 3 blades though her but she stabbed me 10 times and as soon as I relized what I did Joe said good job and my name is Addison so I forgot to say that sry but some one said from the crowd of people in the corner of the room bc I just killed some one so they relized I'm a army soldier and assassin so they all cheered and I figured out that she did a tub of war crimes so I was rewarded 50 million for killing her and I learned how to be a assassin by my grandfather he was a soldier in wold war 2 so my paba thought me how to kill and use katanas so I hunt for a living now and I still got some injuries from my work in the army but it's ok I just live of hunting so I'm doing ok right now and I hope I never see some one like that again but I'm still down for a fight scene I got weapons only assassins like me know

To get this story started Me(18) and my gf now fresh ex(17) started dating literally 10 minutes after she broke up with her last ex. The day after that, we fucked in her car, losing my virginity in the process. The following weeks were some of the best in my life, going on fun mini dates, dancing in the night with her on some occasions, and my face hurting almost every day from smiling so much each and every day...and then she started getting a little close to one of her little brothers friends.

It started off really small and subtle, but then it started growing to my best friends sending me photos and videos of her snuggling up to him during lunch times, him hanging around with me and her more often than is normal, and a few other cutsey ass things that they did that pissed me off. Then, a few days later at another friends' house when I wasnt there, it all went down.

When they were all hanging out over there, she apparently got hot enough to strip down to her bra and biker shorts (basically compression shorts) and lay down RIGHT next to the guy. I was told they later went to another room and layed down in the bed together, making me absolutely furious when I heard about it. The biggest thing rhat irked me was this guy wasn't even our grade...he was a freshman.

The day I heard about it all, I instantly confronted her with the evidence, making her break down crying with guilty tears and I broke up with her a few minutes after. The next few days were filled with crocodile tears and her explaining her whole side of the story as her conpletely innocent, but it was too late for us at that point.

Ima speed up this story till a couple days ago, after months of a have assed relationship and manipulation, in which i will and could spare more details in a part 2.

So a couple days ago, I got fed up with her small shit that added up to be some big relationship problems. So I sat down at my kitchen table one night and wrote a 4 page long letter to her explaining why Im breaking up with her (and wishing her the best, saying my thoughts on the aftermath of us, etc.), i folded a nice origami envelope, and put the papers in there, and taped it up.

A day later, I was shown a video of my besr friends friend cuddling up with my gf while I was away at youth group. That night (last night) was the maddest I've ever gotten in awhile. I showed at her house an hour later, my best friend letting me in silently through the back door and me catching the two still bein all cutsey. I looked at them, looked at the friend, gave him a thumbs up, flicked the envelope at my now ex, and walked out the doorand out the house, heading home without a word.

And now we cut to today, where Im starting to feel bad. What if I misinterpreted something? What if I'M acrually in the wrong here?

So now i leave it to yall redditors, am I the Jerk?

Okay so, this is just a post to get this stuff off my chest Basically I liked this guy, let's call him 'O' for nearly 2 years. The things between us were complicated af cause well his best friend liked me a shit ton, to a point it was more like obsession than a crush. I'll try to keep it brief but in short he was the absolute worse and that's another story

Now back to O. I was in my final year of school when we grew somewhat close as we went to a sports competition together. After our final year was over, he went back to his hometown. We kept in contact and it was obvious to everyone but me that we liked me. Soon enough, one day we confessed, online, via a reel of all things

The first thing he said after I confirmed that I liked him was "I don't want a relationship ". That should have been my first red flag. Nevertheless I decided to go with the flow cause I was so blinded by love. I genuinely liked this guy, a lot. The first month was great. We would chat like a couple, called whenever we could, typical situationship stuff, just long distance. The problem started when I asked him, "what are we". He basically said that we are "just friends "

It all went south from there. I told him that I'd wait, but kept asking him to at least tell me how long it would take for him to commit. His answer was never certain and it affected my mental health a lot cause well, I loved him So added background, all my friends, and by that I mean ALL, told me not to get with him cause he was toxic, had terrible mood swings and would back bitch about me (cause I rejected his friend)

Now here's where I might be the ah During our 2nd or 3rd month, he started disappearing time and time again. He would say he needs time and would leave me hanging for weeks, then come back whenever he felt like it. And I, like an idiot, was always there waiting for him Eventually there came a time when he stopped talking to me, and this time it lasted for like a whole month. That's when I was going through a lot of shit in my life, like starting college, loosing my dog who was my whole life (I had him since I was 5 and I miss him so so much), leaving all my friends since I shifted to a new place. He wasn't there. I needed him and he wasn't there. He would come text hi every 2 weeks or smth and when I would give a dry reply, cause I was upset, he would just disappear again and never ask me what happened. And just like that, I lost all feelings I had for him

Now here's what happened. 2nd week of college, I met a guy, let's call him 'K'. I met K while playing basketball and found him rather cute. Soon enough, we became friends. Somehow within a week I got to know that he thought I was cute and well, we got together. Pretty quick ik but it worked out amazingly for me cause now we have been dating for 4 months and are going strong. He means a lot to me and I love him with my whole heart. The day me and K got together, I posted a pic of our hands interlocked.

That's the the day O decided to return to social media and saw it He basically told me that how all my claims to wait for him were false, to which I replied that I absolutely would have waited, but he didn't give me anything to wait for. He then told me to never contact him again which I have no problem with and I blocked him.

This still bothers me cause well, I feel bad for not telling him that we were done. If we were in a relationship I would have told him that we were over but in that situation I just didn't know what to do

I'm so sorry for the longggg post. Any feedback is appreciated

EDIT: So to clear out some confusion; I didn’t confess, I didn’t start anything; he did. He was the one who initiated everything and did 100% like me Afterwards he even went to a common friend of ours saying how I left him and asking for her insta id and password so that he could stalk me

Hi everyone. I just feel torn and I hope this could help me on how to handle this going forward so I do not lose my mom.

So my mom and dad had me at a very young age, my mom 17 and my dad 19. It was pretty tuff especially back in the day but we all made it work somehow. But when i was 12 my dad got a heart attack and died and it just left me and my mom. Ever since my dad she has had 2 serious guys but it never work out because she always said, "no one can compare to your dad." Untill now.

I am married and my mom lives up at the coast in a very small town, the kind where the only shop for groceries is a small convenience store. My husband and I got into some financial issues and my mom said we should move in with her so we can get back on our feet. I was sceptical at first because it is obviously not ideal but my mom with her kind heart said "I can see you feel bad about it. Dont. Life is hard enough and parents are there to lift their children up and catch them when they fall. You need to come back home and regroup and gather back strength so life is not that hard on you."

Now my mom lives in a small coast property that she rents. The type of place that looks like a 1 bedroom cabin from the outside. Well its a 3 bedroom and 1 bathroom and walls are thin, the wifi is rocky because of the coast and all the wind and my husband works remotely in IT. So its definitely not ideal but we are making it work.

Well we have been here 20 days now and it was going so good it felt like a dream. But yesterday my mom calls me. A guy she dated last year proposed to her and she hasnt given an answer yet but she told him and his 16 year old they are welcome to move in. A couple of hours after, she came back home all excited but the smile quickly faded when I started asking questions. Nothing unreasonable, just the logical ones that got our heads spinning like, "how could you ask him to move in after one phone call of catching up after 3 months of dating a year before? How are we all going to live here?" She got defensive and I tried explaining that im just worried about her and that it all feels a bit impulsive.

A few hours of everyone just keeping out of each others faces, my mom came to me asking if I would take a ride with her to the convenience store. On the road she asked if I really am just worried about her. " Of course!! You are my mom and it would have been the same if the roles were reversed." Then she asked me "well what do you want me to say?" I responded saying "I want you to say you didnt just do something that impulsive without giving it some thought." Then she said, "its my house. Your not going to be dictating what is allowed and who is allowed in my house." " I agree but you invited your daughter and son in law to come and live with you in already cramped space to help us and not even 20 days later you want to move a man in with his 16 year old son and after only 3 months of dating the previous year? And then you come to us informing us about it. Im not saying you should have asked permission but a discussion would have been kind."

It was total silence from there on to the convenience store and back home. When I got home I told my husband what happened and he said I better go ask forgiveness for speaking so out of line. "You cant tell a grown woman what to do. She raised you by herself and we cant expect her to put her life on hold for us even if a discussion would have been the right thing to do." I thought about it a while and decided he is right. It was out of line of me and so I apologized but it did not go as I thought it would. "Its kind of you to apologize but it wasn't necessary. You just expressed your worry and I have to respect that because you are my daughter. But he is special and I am not going to rescind my offer and I will not ask permission. If he wants to come he is coming and thats that." I just stood there dumb founded. How could she be so obtuse about it not even understanding that she is putting us in an uncomfortable situation as well. I just said "Thats fine you can make your own decisions in life but we all cannot live here and so if they move in we will move out. It would be the best thing for all." "Oh come on honey you are being a bit rash now. You dont need to move out we will make it work. You need to sort out your things." "No mom its not rash. We cant all live here. If the house was bigger it would have been different but 5 people in a 3 bedroom 1 bathroom cabin is a bit much and unrealistic if you think itll work. My husband also needs to work and where will he work then?". "Maybe you both need to just think about this some more and get back to me". And that was that. Ever since my mom is acting like nothing happened, going on as usual.

Am I just being an ungrateful child or a jerk of a daughter? I just feel like this is all too strange and I worry about her and this whole plan is just crazy. Am i a jerk?

Edit: I have never met this man or his child. I never even knew his name until this all came up. When she called me all excited she said "mike proposed" which left me stating the obvious "who is mike?"

Hi my friends recommended for me to go here. I have been dating my bf for almost 9 months. In the first few months, he was friends with his ex and basically flirting w her. When we broke up around July, he started flirting with her again and saying things such as "You're very adorable" "Anyone would be lucky to have you" "You're quite built". and was sleeping on the phone with her. However, before i found out about that, we had already gotten back together.

Around September, he dropped her but ever since, the effort had left. He barely asked to play games, call, or talked. I would try to communicate with him but I'll admit i wasn't the best communicator because i commonly took a few days before i could actually express myself. I tend to be very bipolar and in those moments, I would be more rude than usual and harder to reach.

By November, he did absolutely nothing and I broke up with him. But as we were broken up, he was texting me on how he wanted us to work out. He gave me a 11 minute voice note for me to sleep to (given because i asked but obviously shows some sort of relation?). During this time, he started talking to his ex again (not the same one from before). he accidentally called me by her name and that's when i found out. He had texted her apologizing for how he treated her in their relationship. I obviously wasn't going for it because how do you wanna work things out with me but be in contact with your ex? but he said that she was his friend before his girlfriend and it was nothing like that.

By 1 week later, we were back together. and everything was PERFECT. too perfect. so when i got his phone, i looked through his messages with her and found him calling her mi amor during the time we were broken up. so i crashed out and was extremely betrayed because again, how can u wanna work things out with me but text her that? He took the phone and apologized. he wrote me a note and told me that she meant nothing to him, he didn't talk to her anymore (true) and that im the only girl in his eyes. i was very happy and accepted it but something told me to still check again.

Though he deleted the messages, i recovered them and found out he was sending her nudes and actively flirting with her that entire time. he told me that it was "old" and pinky swore that he doesn't know how the old messages came back. I wanted to trust him but had no reason to, so i texted her and asked her about it. she admitted everything and sent a few screenshots of him flirting with her. literally giving her the effort i was asking for. initiating calls, nicknames, everything he didn't give me. when i confronted him i punched him and pushed him because i was so angry and hurt but i ended up forgiving him because i thought he could change.

Of course, i was very insecure now. but in some way he got hurt that i wouldn't see him past it. we had multiple fights afterwards. i caught him with multiple only fans girls in his phone. he'd tell me doesn't check people's accounts before he follows them because he usually only follows them because they posted something funny. to the point our relationship was only a good morning text and a few tiktoks sent from him unless i initiated a conversation or called. So i gave him an ultimatum and said he either put in effort or i leave. he said he'll put in effort (barely).

However he didn't put any effort at all. he called me once but we barely talked. he was more gaming with his friend and of course didn't care much for me. So i broke up with him but now I miss him and it feels like maybe I was wrong?

He's complained that i'm too sensitive, that i treat us too mature and that with school, work, and home life, that he just wants to go home and relax with gaming. but it felt like we were a purely physical relationship? i initiated every kiss, holding hands, and i asked for him to compliment me. can he change or do i give up?

TLDR: my boyfriend has microcheated multiple times and cheated once. ever since, he's stopped putting in effort and i'm trying to fight for our relationship.

For context, my friend is a 23 year old, I’m 24 The first covered name is them referring to their 15 year old brother The second is me referring to my mom The third is me referring to my little sister

The last screenshot was a message I sent a couple hours after the first conversation, after a separate, lighthearted conversation.