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Before we were officially exclusive, but AFTER we'd had a couple of "magical" dates, my [M29] current girlfriend [F24] of 3.5 months slept with a friend of hers, and separately had an MFM threesome. How should I feel? | My girlfriend Alice and I had a whirlwind romance and immediately fell for one another. Honestly, it was such a breath of fresh air, I have been dating a "certain type" of girl for so long and she was so different and friendly - to meet someone I had such an instant connection with who also had all my hobbies and gave me all the best, healthy feedback was amazing. My previous relationships have been toxic or just dumb, like I was killing time with them. I was immediately in love, and really pursued her. Our first date was like meeting the person I'd waited my whole life for, and our second date I pulled all the moves and spent money on a museum and dinner - I felt like we had a very serious connection right away - we spent the whole afternoon/evening together. She felt the same I thought, and gave me every impression and put in effort which I thought was undeniable genuine interest. Our relationship has been incredibly lovely, sexually and emotionally fulfilling, and supportive
Regarding the title, she was honest with me that she'd had a recent threesome and that she saw an old fling after we'd met, but I assumed (tbh I didn't ask for details) that the threesome was before we met, and that the old fling was a "mistake" and was able to not think about it so much. Frankly - her previous sexual history is not my business, and I'm frankly GLAD that she has experience. It makes our sex much better. However, we were discussing the other night and I asked for more details, and she said that both incidents occurred after we'd met. The fling came over the night after our 3rd date, which frankly I feel humiliated about because I had some performance anxiety with a new partner and wasn't "on my game", so it feels like she had him over cause I wasn't pleasing enough. The threesome happened AFTER that during a trip she took where the whole time I was missing her, and we texted romantically and sexually. "I miss you"s and "I hope you're having a great time - I was thinking about your 'yada yada'"
When she returned, it felt like she never left, and I (we?) continued to fall in love. She very rapidly asked if we could be exclusive, as she felt she didn't have the capacity to be with me unless I were willing to commit this way. I had absolutely no problem with this, since as far as I was concerned I already was (I was totally infatuated, I couldn't imagine sleeping with someone else at this stage), and it seemed a good assurance to make to her that we could be committed. However, with this new knowledge, all the magic of our first few dates is gone for me. I feel like she was trying to "lock me down" after getting in a couple of cheap thrills first. I feel like an absolute fool for fawning over her while she was texting with these guys setting up plans, and although she was honest about the actual hookups, I feel she's been incompletely honest regarding the timing of it all. I scrolled back in some of our conversations and pictures exchanged, and I'm fairly certain she sent me pictures of herself which she also likely sent to the other men. It all just makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get it out of my head.
She's been faithful since our exclusivity conversation and she is a sweet, nice girl who's been so so supportive and nurturing. Until yesterday I was SURE that I was totally in love with this woman. She's been amazingly supportive and we have so much in common - I am planning to introduce her to my parents in a few weeks. I love her laugh, her jokes, the way she takes care of me and the people in her life. I was looking forward to us living together, but now even though she technically hasn't been dishonest or unfaithful, it's like all the magic of our relationship is gone. Previously I was ravenous and couldn't wait to be touched by her and now the thought of being sexual with her feels so dirty.
I can't get over the fact that she didn't TECHNICALLY do anything wrong and yet I can't get this bug out of my brain. I have another problem: I have had an incredibly emotional week regarding work and my friendships (which is a whole other story) but I can't tell if I'm overreacting and shooting myself in the foot, or if I'm totally valid in feeling wronged. So, how should I feel? How can I get over this? Do I go nuclear and break up?
tl;dr: My new girlfriend, whom I developed a deep romantic connection with very quickly, slept with 3 men after we'd met during a period of time that wasn't defined as exclusive, but when I felt committed. I can't get over it because we had been texting romantically at the same time and all the magic of those memories are ruined for me. I'm sick to my stomach and I asked her to move in with me recently. I need to figure out how to get over this, or move on from her even though she hasn't done anything wrong. | relationships | null | 155 | 242 | 0.69 | 1,725,655,557 | 1fapk6h | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1fapk6h/before_we_were_officially_exclusive_but_after_wed/ | drama | 38 | 1 | 1 | 348.95 | 20 | 903 | 1,523 |
AITA for telling my daughter [26F] that I [55M] will not walk down the aisle with her stepdad [50M]. | My wife and I divorced when my daughter was 6 years old, and my wife had custody of my daughter for the most part since I was too busy working 50 hours a week, she quickly moved on to be with another man 7 years younger than her. I knew from many stories I've heard that my daughter would probably end up being closer to him than me, since not only was our time together very limited but he was a stay at home dad, which means they had plenty of time to bond together which makes me feel sick to this day. This may sound immature but I made her promise to never ever call her stepdad(dad), that I was her only father and to not betray me. But I have no control over what she or they do in their home. Fast forward to now my prediction came through and she's obviously closer to her step dad than me. She has gotten engaged about a year ago and now that the wedding is approaching near(1 month or so) she's now out of the blue told me that she wants both me and her stepdad to walk her down the aisle after promising me I would be the one to do it. Even though I know they're very close, I don't believe he has any right to walk my blood daugther down the aisle. I am her only father, it isn't fair that he got to be with my daugther more than me, her bio dad, and now he wants to take this moment from me too. I got a bit angry and told her I absolutely will not share an honor that is meant for me the actual father of the bride with some guy I barely know. She told me he's done a lot for her growing up and that I'm being petty over something that happened years ago. I told her I wasn't going to argue about it and if she wants her stepdad to walk her she can, but I won't be there to see it.
I was told by a friend of mine who uses this site quite often that many people have gone through something similar to this with their kids or parents, so I wanted to see other people's perspective, on if it's wrong for me to want to be the only one to walk my only daughter down the aisle. | AmItheAsshole | Asshole | 24,499 | 2,286 | 0.77 | 1,568,616,744 | d4x0zs | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/d4x0zs/aita_for_telling_my_daughter_26f_that_i_55m_will/ | drama | 19 | 0 | 1 | 21,150.23 | 6 | 409 | 6,306 |
My bf hates his life because we don’t live in NYC and I can’t stand it | Around 6 months ago, I (26F) moved to SF to be with my boyfriend (26M) . We had been long distance from norcal to socal for 2ish years. I quit my job, left my community, and moved in with him. I went full time with my small business. It’s worked out, but I miss my old job and have been interviewing to return to office in the bay.
After like 1 month of living in SF with him, he started constantly talking about how SF is “dead” and NYC is the place to be. All his close friends live there and he actually had a lease when we met that he ended up breaking to date me. Then he went to NYC for a work trip and came back and talked about how much better NYC is EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
He goes downtown and talks about how dead it is in SF. Talks about how the social scene is so much better, how the people are way cooler, how his work life would be way better with the in person office culture in NYC.
He talks about how “bored” he feels here in SF all the time and how he needs to move ASAP. I told him I’m open to moving, but the research positions I qualify for pay 2-3x times LESS than here in the bay.
The hard part is I think NYC would be an amazing experience, BUT I can’t justify 2-3x less pay.
I just need to rant about this and get some advice for what I should do. I told him if he wants to move to NYC right now, he should just go, but he refuses and says not without me. I’m not down to continue to watch him be miserable. It sucks because we have a really amazing relationship right now. We both feel confident about each other being “the one” and potentially getting engaged soon.
Should I try to make this dream happen for him or focus on myself?
**TL;DR; : My bf hates living in SF and thinks it will be a lot better in NYC, but I feel like I can’t leave because of better job opportunities.**
| relationships | null | 805 | 177 | 0.93 | 1,733,958,514 | 1hc6wej | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1hc6wej/my_bf_hates_his_life_because_we_dont_live_in_nyc/ | drama | 16 | 0 | 1 | 925.65 | 23 | 366 | 1,110 |
TIFU by wearing new shoes to a wedding and becoming an accidental sideshow | I went to a wedding 2 weeks ago, not super formal, but fancy enough that I wanted to wear something decent. I had just bought new dress shoes a few weeks ago (finally grabbed a nice pair since I’d I'd won a jackpot on Stake slots and figured, why not treat myself a bit).
What I didn’t do was break them in. Rookie mistake.
Cut to the wedding reception: I’m dancing, sweating, trying to keep up with my girlfriend’s friends who all apparently learned choreography off TikTok or something. Mid-spin, I feel my sock start to slip. Turns out, the back of the shoe was rubbing so badly that it shredded my sock and the back of my ankle. I mean blood, folks. Blood in the sock. Blood in the shoe. And because I kept dancing through it (drinks were flowing, vibes were up), I didn’t notice until I sat down and left a little red smudge trail across the venue carpet. I died instantly when I saw it was trailing right back to me, lucky the wedding was quite big so not many people noticed, but those around me did.
The bride actually came over to check if I was okay. I had to explain that no, I wasn’t dying, I just didn’t prep my shoes like a functioning adult.
TL;DR: Wore brand new dress shoes I splurged on to a wedding. Didn’t break them in. Ended up bleeding through my sock and almost onto the dance floor. | tifu | S | 1,787 | 57 | 0.97 | 1,746,483,581 | 1kfoq4c | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1kfoq4c/tifu_by_wearing_new_shoes_to_a_wedding_and/ | story | 13 | 0 | 1 | 1,790.39 | 22 | 249 | 10,721 |
My (28, F) best friend (29, M) is barely talking to me after we shared an intimate moment. | Using a throwaway because he follows my actual account
I've known my friend since middle school. We were neighbors and went to the same schools , and we've always been super close. Until very recently, there were absolutely no romantic feelings or attraction between us. He's always just been my friend.
A few months ago, we had a falling out. He was dating this crazy girl who was treating him like shit. She was super controlling over him. We pretty much never saw each other after they started dating. He called me one night to complain about her not giving him any space, and I told him exactly what I thought about her. I did not like her. She was rude, and he could definitely have been doing better. When I told him all of that, he blew up at me. He said I was meddling in his relationship, and that I didn't know her. He called me some pretty harsh words and told me I was jealous. I had no feelings for him at the time other than seeing him as my best friend. I wasn't jealous. I just missed my friend and thought he should be treated better.
After that call we didn't talk much at all for months until two weeks ago. He stopped hanging around our friend group when I was there, and he didnt return my messages.
Well, they broke up and while he didn't message me right away, he eventually started sending me stuff on IG. Just memes and reels - nothing much, and we didn't talk about his breakup. That is until last week when he called me and apologized for just falling off with me. He told me I was right about her controlling him, and he said that she didn't want him talking to me because she thought I wanted him. We made up, and I met him at his place to hang out for the first time in months.
When we were hanging out, we were getting really physically close in a way that we had never done before. And we ended up hooking up. I never thought that would happen with him. I think maybe not seeing him for a while made me miss him to the point that new feelings developed. Like an hour after, he told me that we shouldn't have hooked up, that I was like a sister to him, and that he wasn't attracted to me at all.
We got into an argument, and I ended up leaving without staying the night. Now we're back to not really talking at all. He'll send a funny thing he saw on IG every other day, but he won't discuss anything with me at all.
I don't know what to do. He's been my best friend forever, and now we've had two back to back falling outs. I don't know how I feel about him, but I don't want to lose him from my life.
Do I just give this time? Do I call him and insist that we talk about what happened? This is really tearing me apart.
Tldr: After not talking to my friend for a while, we hooked up, and now he barely talks to me. I feel like I've lost my best friend and something more. | relationships | null | 231 | 242 | 0.84 | 1,732,278,584 | 1gx6pi4 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1gx6pi4/my_28_f_best_friend_29_m_is_barely_talking_to_me/ | drama | 18 | 0 | 1 | 436.04 | 12 | 552 | 1,406 |
Jealousy | My stepdaughter is 17. She originally wanted to get our 4Runner when she got her license last year. That isn’t going to happen because it’s mine and I haven’t said she can have it. Now her boyfriend is looking to buy her a Charger after her bio mom gave her a truck. I realized at dinner tonight that I’m jealous.
All she needs to do is get a job and fix the damn truck.
I had a Charger. It was my first vehicle I bought fully on my own in my 20s and had to give it up (not willingly, had frame damage that a major dealership didn’t disclose to me and wasn’t on the CarFax). I loved that car so much and really hope she doesn’t get one and gets something else. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 1 | 5 | 0.6 | 1,747,178,167 | 1km0gid | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1km0gid/jealousy/ | drama | 1 | 0 | 1 | 5.6 | 23 | 133 | 7,600 |
TIFU Update: I fucked up by not knowing the guy I like works on the same floor as me and telling my friend loudly that, "he could fuck me in the ass." | Link to OG post! https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/acyy54/tifu_by_not_knowing_that_the_guy_i_like_works_on/
Two months ago, I fucked up. I was infatuated with this super cute guy who came in and guest lectured for one of my classes. I ended up realizing, not in a way that I wanted to at all, that he actually works three labs down from the lab I work at.
Basically, most of the floor was on holiday and my close friend and I were hanging around the hallway joking about my crush on this guy when I said, "I would even let him fuck me in the ass if he wanted to..." He overheard, came out and told me and my friend to be quiet, then winked at me. I was so fucking mortified.
I didn't come back to to the lab until winter break was over, hoping that the large influx of people would somehow prevent me from ever seeing him again. That didn't happen. On my first day back, I was in the break room making some toast when he walks in. "Oh fuck," I had thought knowing that a confrontation was probably inevitable and that I ought to apologize for my crass comment. But instead, I frantically looked away and focused on putting peanut butter on my toast because if I do that, he can't see me right? That didn't happen again. Instead, he came up right next to me smiled, and said "Hey [my name], how was your break?"
I looked up awkwardly and told him it was fine, mainly just stayed on campus and worked at the lab. He told me that he basically did the same but went to see his family for a couple of days. He didn't bring up what happened either thank god. Then he said something along the lines of, "Is that all your having for lunch?" and I was like, "Uhm yeah, I was in a rush and forgot to pack something."
Then he said, "Oh I was gonna go grab something to eat at [a sandwich place near us], do you wanna come with?"
I was like what the fuck, that smooth fucker. I tried not reading into it and brushed if off as him being nice so I said sure and we went.
Well. We ended up having a great lunch. Inevitably as we were on our way back, he finally made a crack and was like, "So tell me, after our lunch today, how many seconds do you think I spent staring at you?" I literally just looked at him blankly with my jaw dropped before he chuckled out, "It has to be longer than six seconds at a time right? That has to mean I like you." (Btw what he said was a reference to what me and my friend were talking about that day when he overheard).
Even with my shock, I managed to laugh and make a wise crack back at him.
Well, tomorrow is our one month anniversary!
We have not done the butt stuff. He told me after a couple weeks that although he appreciated my comment, he's not into putting his dick in buttholes. Looks like I will be retaining my butt virginity and I managed to get a super cute, intelligent, and kind boyfriend out of this whole ordeal.
TL;DR: Despite my fuck up, it all worked out. We're celebrating one month together tomorrow! Also, I'm a girl (got two comments asking if I was).
Edit: Yes, I accidentally wrote "guess" instead of "guest." My b, my b. | tifu | M | 67,178 | 2,312 | 0.88 | 1,553,923,021 | b77hvn | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/b77hvn/tifu_update_i_fucked_up_by_not_knowing_the_guy_i/ | story | 32 | 0 | 1 | 61,428.64 | 5 | 587 | 12,117 |
AITA for taking my clothes off at the Cheesecake Factory? | So me [23F] and my bf [24M] were celebrating our 1 year anniversary and went out to dinner to celebrate. My bf planned it as he knows how much I love the Cheesecake Factory. I REALLY love their cheesecake (this becomes important later)
Well everything was going fine and we were having a good time until an elderly man at the next table scooted his chair out just as our server was approaching, causing him to stumble and spill hot coffee on me( down my back). It was obviously burning and startled me so I instinctively screamed and pulled my shirt up.
I’m pretty small chested so I don’t typically wear a bra and obviously I wasn’t thinking about that when something hot was running down my back burning me so I basically flashed all those at the tables around us. Yes I was embarrassed but at the same time it’s just boobs. I pulled my shirt back down right after realizing what happened but it was up for about 15 seconds. The server apologized over and over but it wasn’t their fault it was all just an accident.
Well anyway after this my bf wanted to leave, like immediately leave. He said that I was being overdramatic for the way I reacted in the situation and maybe I was but it did startle me really bad and it did burn. He told me I had put on a show for everyone in the restaurant especially since I screamed when it happened and that we need to leave.
I told him it’s not that big a deal and that I really want to stay to get cheesecake because it’s my favorite, I eventually even offered to try to get some to go and he was dead set that we need to leave and didn’t understand why I wasn’t mortified.
We ended up staying but for the rest of the date he kept saying that the men at tables near us were staring at me and probably thinking about me inappropriately but I said it wasn’t my problem if they’re being gross.
When we got in the car he told me i ruined our anniversary for making him sit through that and we should have just left and that he can’t believe I would choose a piece of cheesecake over his comfortability. We argued in the car the whole way home about it and Now we haven’t spoken at all today. AITA? | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole POO Mode | 12,232 | 3,321 | 0.9 | 1,724,266,057 | 1exxlkv | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1exxlkv/aita_for_taking_my_clothes_off_at_the_cheesecake/ | drama | 10 | 1 | 1 | 14,329.8 | 18 | 411 | 4,739 |
The Quiet Heaven Inside Me | Whenever life becomes too heavy to carry , when the ache in my chest feels too deep for words, when tears press against my eyes and the world feels cold & loud , when my heart feels heavy with unspoken sorrow, when the noise outside drowns the quiet inside , I close my eyes and return to the place my soul calls home. A world not bound by reality, but held together by something softer, deeper, truer.
In this world everything is love. Not the kind that demands or hurts or disappears but the kind that stays. The kind that wraps around you like a warm shawl on a cold night. People here don’t just smile , they mean it. Their eyes glow with gentleness, their hands are always open. There is no rush. No one is trying to be better than anyone else. No one feels unseen, unheard, unloved.
Here everything is slow. Everything breathes. The sky is always painted in hues of dawn , soft golds, lavender, and silvery blues. The air carries the scent of jasmine and rain. It kisses the skin like a mother’s hand on a sleeping child’s forehead. There is no rush, no pressure, no pretending. Just presence. Just peace.
People don’t walk past each other , they pause, they smile, they see. Eyes meet not to judge, but to connect. Hearts are open. Egos are quiet. No one talks over anyone. No one is left out. There is no need to prove, to compete, to hide. Here, everyone is held in the softest kind of love , one that asks for nothing and gives everything.
Laughter flows like wind through trees, light and effortless. Meals are shared under trees heavy with blossoms, where time forgets itself. Children sing. Elders hum songs that feel like prayer. People touch each other’s lives gently, reverently like handling something sacred.
There is no cruelty, no exclusion, no dark corners of envy or bitterness. The language spoken here is kindness , pure, instinctive, and endless. Helping isn’t an act of charity, but a natural rhythm of life. Compassion is not taught , it is breathed.
Even the silence is holy. It doesn’t echo with loneliness but hums with belonging. The world itself seems to hold you. The sky, the earth, the breeze , they all conspire to remind you: You are safe. You are loved. You are enough.
There is no pain of being misunderstood. No wounds from being ignored. No battle to prove your worth. In this world, you don’t have to explain your sadness or hide your softness. You are allowed to fall apart, and somehow, you’re still held with tenderness, not pity. With love, not obligation.
People laugh together from the heart , the kind of laughter that heals. They share food with open hands, not because they have to, but because they want to. Strangers become family. Children are cherished. The old are honored. No one is forgotten. No one is left behind.
Here, compassion is not rare. It flows like sunlight through trees. Warm, quiet, constant. No one tries to outshine another. There’s no race to be the best, no pressure to be perfect. Just souls living beside each other , kindly, gently, truthfully.
And when I sit in that dream, even just for a moment, I feel something loosen in me. The sadness softens. The loneliness fades. A tear may fall, but it feels clean not heavy with despair, but full of something deeper. Something sacred.
Because in that world, I am not too sensitive. Not too emotional. Not too much. I am just enough. I am loved , not for what I do, or how strong I pretend to be but simply because I am.
And when I open my eyes again, the world hasn’t changed but I have. Because I’ve been reminded of what’s possible. Of the kind of world my heart was built for. A world made of kindness, of belonging, of love that doesn’t ask for anything back. A world I carry quietly inside me, and return to every time I need to remember who I am.
Though this world lives only behind the veil of my closed eyes, I carry its fragrance with me. A silent sanctuary inside my chest. When everything feels too loud, too harsh, too fast , I return. I return to this still, dreaming world where love is the law of life, and peace isn’t something we seek. It’s something we are. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 1 | 0 | 0.66 | 1,747,632,459 | 1kq3zja | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1kq3zja/the_quiet_heaven_inside_me/ | story | 5 | 0 | 1 | 0.66 | 5 | 749 | 6,705 |
My boyfriend smashed our television set in anger when his football team lost | I (29F) have honestly never been so scared in my life. My sister is letting me stay with her. Only her and my brother-in-law know what happened. I have never seen anyone so furious over something so small.
I'm going to end our relationship because I can't stay with someone (30M) who destroys things over a loss. Especially with me cornered in the room while he's yelling and smashing.
I am ashamed but for a second I thought I would die. It was so scary and though it was on Friday thinking about it still makes me cry.
Thank-you for reading/listening.
**It wasn't over an American football team. I live in the UK and we are Southampton supporters. I don't know a thing about American football.** | TrueOffMyChest | null | 11,772 | 951 | 0.97 | 1,663,558,071 | xi0lot | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/xi0lot/my_boyfriend_smashed_our_television_set_in_anger/ | drama | 13 | 0 | 1 | 12,369.84 | 3 | 126 | 10,476 |
Tonight I saw the negative effects of porn firsthand with my girlfriend. | I (26m) started dating this girl (25f) recently. She spent her entire life in a religious bubble and was bullied by her family into believing it up until two years ago when she got the courage to break them off. I’m her first ever boyfriend and she said she was a virgin, and tonight we decided to be intimate.
I brought her to my bedroom and we started to kiss, and then she really quickly took off her clothes and then pulled my pants down and started to give me the most *aggressive* and exaggerated blowjob I’ve ever received. Seriously, she was going at a hundred miles per hour, trying to choke herself on it, and manhandling my dick with her hand and mouth. It got to a point where I (softly) pushed her head back and pulled her back up, but then she got on top of me and forced my dick inside her. I could see on her face she very clearly wasn’t enjoying it, so I told her we could stop, but she said it was ok. Then she started flailing around on top of me, which I could see she was struggling with and also wasn’t enjoying.
I stopped her and got her back on her feet and said we were gonna try again, and I took the lead. I noticed she kept trying to switch positions every two minutes, and I told her she didn’t need to do that. From that point on, she was just a total deer and headlights and kept looking at me for guidance on what to do. I walked her through the whole process and also got some insight on how she liked to be touched/handled, and in the end I think we both enjoyed it. We cuddled afterwards, but I could see from her body language in mannerisms she was very embarrassed.
Endnote for that story: we both turned in for the night and she went home, and I got a text from her not too long ago telling me she made it home okay and saying “I’m sorry for my behavior in your bedroom tonight. I know I acted weird so I’m sorry if I offended you or anything; I’m really embarrassed and hope this doesn’t change anything between us. Can we talk about this at some point?”
Honestly, I don’t think this is talked about. People are always talking about the damaging effects porn has on young men, but not young women. She kept going even though she was clearly in pain, presumably because she thought it was expected of her. Even though she’s a little late to the “real sex isn’t like porn” realization, I’m happy she at least got to learn that in a safe environment.
In the end, treat your partner with respect and be as patient as you can. Best way to go about it.
tl;dr: took my girlfriend’s virginity tonight and she acted like she was in a porn scene because she had no other knowledge of sex other than what porn taught her. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 18,358 | 873 | 0.93 | 1,728,615,834 | 1g10aw1 | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1g10aw1/tonight_i_saw_the_negative_effects_of_porn/ | story | 12 | 0 | 1 | 17,945.94 | 3 | 512 | 8,626 |
The things that I need to let out | I have never made a post on here but I need to get some things off my chest…
I (25f) have been with my boyfriend (25m) for almost 8 years now. Back when we first moved in together, we were both 18. At the time, we both lived very wild lives together and did things that I regret to this day.
We would have sex and do lots and lots of cocaine: I know…nasty…but that’s what we did. Almost every night for hours until he needed to go into work. After we moved in with a close family friend, I had noticed that he would be in the bathroom for HOURS. What’s crazy is…I knew what he was doing but at the same time, doubted myself. We then moved into my mom’s house, that’s when shit got ugly. I finally got evidence of what he was doing. I want to add that I was no longer doing coke at all. It was over for me and it served me no purpose and I learned that it actually was not fun and made me feel like shit. So, I stopped. But, I know it’s not always that easy
For some people.
One night while laying down in bed, he got up and went to the bathroom. He was on there for a while and something told me to just…look around. I found an almost empty cocaine baggy behind my jewelry box. I then stormed upstairs, banged on the door and demanded him to let me in. All while being under my mom’s roof. It was about 1:00 in the morning when he came out. I cried, and told him what I knew. He apologized. But, little did I know, this was would be the beginning of a very depressing phase in our relationship. This continued to happen. Even after I got pregnant with our daughter in 2021. Constantly in the bathroom watching porn until he decided to be done for the night.
Fast forward we move into his mother’s house for a while. I had our daughter a week after and I thought that this was it. It wasn’t… the shit still happened. I left for a few months to clear my head and when I thought enough time had passed, I came back. Then I caught him again, now downstairs in front of his monitor. Eyes big, breathing fast and could see his pulse in his neck. A few times of me finding him like that, made me leave again. But, I returned a few moths after.
I grew up with my sister being a drug addict from 15 years old until 36 when she unfortunately lost her life to an overdose. I know what drugs can do. So I tried and tried to figure out what I could do to help him but nothing was enough. I want to make it clear that even though he was doing the things that he was doing, he still loved me a lot. He loved our daughter a lot. He showed that every single day. It was the fact that he couldn’t give up the cocaine and porn combo. It destroyed us. It made him into somebody I didn’t even recognize. I got my first job after having my daughter and tried to make things a little easier for him since he was the only one providing for us. I shaped up after he had told me that he was stressed out. I got my job, got my license and got my first car. But things got worse.
He would come home after work totally wasted. Sometimes I would find him in the bathroom with throw up all over. I would clean him up, bring him upstairs and make sure he was okay. This kept on happening. If it wasn’t alcohol, it was cocaine and porn. He wouldn’t come home some nights after work. I would drive around with our daughter in the back and look for his car. It would be so late at night. I couldn’t even keep my eyes open but I just wanted to make sure he was okay. Make sure he wasn’t in a ditch somewhere. But other nights he wouldn’t come home at all. His loud car would wake me up at 6:00 am and he wouldn’t be able to talk. He was so out of his mind from doing so much coke all night. I would be on my way out for work and he wouldn’t even get out of the car to say goodbye to our daughter. Stuck in his car. Our daughter pounding on the window to give him a hug and a kiss before we left. But he couldn’t move. I cried and told our daughter to get in the car. And left him with his thoughts.
I’m not sure what it was, but he slowly got better. I was so damaged that I thought it was all bullshit. But he shaped up and we were finally doing a little better. Soon after I went through his phone and saw messages between him and a girl that he worked with. Calling her “baby” and talking about when would be the next time they would fuck. Also, witnessing multiple videos he took of them having sex. flipped out, cussed him out and wanted to know why? Why the hell I wasn’t enough for him? Why was I the one getting punished? He got on his knees and pleaded for me to just listen. I needed to go to work but I told him the we would talk when I got out.
I want to add, that when he was going through that phase, I had disconnected. I would start going out with my friends more. I got guys numbers. I would even would dance with guys sometimes at the club. I wasn’t proud of it, but I figured if he got to do what he wanted to do and didn’t care about hurting me, I should be able to do the same, right? He found a video that my friend had taken of me when we were having one fun night at the club. He saw me dancing on another guy he flipped out. I think that’s what triggered him to talk to another girl….but to have sex with her…now that’s wild.
Anyways, I got home from work, we talked and
That was that. I didn’t forgive him but life carried on. I was sad, empty and alone all while taking care of my daughter. Months passed and we were still very distant. He shaped up. He proved to me that he wanted our family. He wanted to live happy with us. I could tell, he was trying for me. But of course addiction is a bitch and I caught him a couple more times downstairs in front of his computer doing whatever the fuck.
I want to add that I would literally know when he would be craving it and when he would do it. I could just sense it. I know it sounds crazy. But, all it took was to look in his eyes and I knew. And every time he would fess up. It would always take some effort but eventually he would confess. Living with somebody for 7+ years, you’ll know them almost as much as you know yourself.
It’s been a few months now, he has a fantastic mindset and is again showing how much he cares and how he wants his family. He used to not talk about his feelings but, after everything, he is definitely more open and willing to tell me more and more everyday. I’m happy but worried. I still have my guard up but I’m not sure when to let it down. I dealt with my sister being clean for years and relapsing. Every time I believed that she wanted to get clean. She meant it. I saw the same look in her eyes as I do him when he tells me. I know it’s hard for him. I’ve thought about moving out for a bit to just give me time. I worry that would make things worse. I am happy as I right this. And there are times that I think of the things that happened in the past but I don’t let it ruin my mood. I let it come in my brain and leave when it wants. I don’t dwell on the past.
I want to add that I am scared that he will relapse again because he has many demons from his past and mental illness runs on both sides. His father is schizophrenic and his mother has bipolar depression.
I’m not sure if I want advice or if I just needed to get this off my chest. I just want to believe that this is it. I love my family and my daughter loves her papa so much. I see how much she’s helped him in his journey. He treats her with so much love. I feel that it’s healing him to raise her to be better than he was raised.
Anyways, thank you for reading. I apologize if things are scrambled. I’m typing out years and years of trauma and trying to pick through my brain.
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My [25 M] boyfriend’s [26 M] anxiety comes out severely during intimacy. | Charlie and I have been together about five months now, and things really are pretty good. No major fights despite the occasional disagreement, and I’m genuinely happy being with him.
That said, his anxiety has started coming out really horribly during intimacy, and I’m not really sure what to do about it.
He has a diagnosis and a regular therapist, and intellectually, I know he cannot help it when those nervous thoughts creep out. I can deal with it from day-to-day and try to be the best support I can be.
But lately, sexy time has literally devolved into me having to lay there and comfort him 3/4 times we’re in bed.
The act itself is good. No complaints. But if I’m not vocal enough, he descends into calling himself a “stupid failure who can’t please me.” And then I hold him, assure him he’s not, and repeatedly tell him I’m not leaving him.
If I’m too vocal, I’m “faking it to make him feel better” and once again, it’s my job to lay there and comfort him.
Either way, we’re done for the night.
I came out late. Charlie was my first everything. Being romantic with him is a large place of vulnerability for me, and I just don’t know what to do when this happens.
I want to be supportive and understand it’s not “about me.” He can’t help mental illness. But I’d love advice on how to broach this. We need to talk about it.
But I’m afraid of sending him spiraling.
TL;DR: Boyfriend has anxiety about performing during intimacy. He’s good; I have no complaints about sex. But he imagines them and it all devolves into me having to comfort him in bed. What can I do? | relationships | Relationships | 2,575 | 150 | 0.96 | 1,549,037,739 | am3mwy | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/am3mwy/my_25_m_boyfriends_26_m_anxiety_comes_out/ | advice | 12 | 0 | 1 | 2,622 | 16 | 291 | 2,559 |
Got schooled by a doctor because of my insecurities lol | Sharing this story because it might help a lot of us that’s battling similar insecurities.
I (27F) have always felt insecure about my lower face, especially my side profile, avoiding photos or even glances at it.
I finally decided to consult an oral/maxillofacial surgeon to satisfy my curiosity and also to check if there’s any underlying bite issue that I can do a procedure on to improve the look (tbh I just needed a reason lol). I’m not looking for an invasive procedure, I dislike my lower face but not that much to take such a huge unnecessary risk on.
The doctor was an old guy, probably close to retiring which reminded me a lot of my late grandfather. He asked me to explain what my concern was and listened intently. He went quiet after listening and quite literally stared into my soul and asked me to explain again because he said..
“I don’t understand what your concern is”.
As I kept re-explaining it to him that this was purely my insecurity and I’m here for aesthetic purposes, I realised how stupid I sounded as I hear myself out loud. Here’s how some of our conversation went..
“I don’t see any problem with your jaw, your bite is also perfect hence I don’t see the need for braces either.”
“I think my chin is weak making my bottom face looks heavy”
“What does ‘heavy bottom face’ even means?”
“Um like it looks bulky?”
He sighs and scooted closer, inspecting my jaw.
“Yes your jaw is slightly on the rounded side which is why it looked bulkier, that’s just because of how your facial structure are. It’s genetics and what you’ve got from your mom and dad which you should be embracing. I can barely notice it myself, and unless you want to be a next top model this shouldn’t be your concern. I’ve seen a lot of faces throughout my life and I can tell you that your jaw and profile looks more than fine, I’d give it a solid 8 out of 10.”
Now I don’t know if he was being nice when in fact my lower face indeed sucks, but I almost burst to tears listening to that.
“You know you’re not the only one who came to me with these concerns.”
Apparently he was playing dumb at the start. He said these past 3-4 years he kept getting these sorts of aesthetic consultations on people who don’t need them or someone who did surgeries in some foreign country and wanting to do damage control of their botched face (FYI he does do aesthetic related oral procedures).
He was clearly disappointed and said that a lot of us has been lied to by these unrealistic beauty standards. He explained to me the risks of these jaw procedures and said most of the results will end up looking different from what the client expects. Plastic surgeons now also uses AI to create these “perfect look” in their advertisements/before after photos and a lot of them are never transparent with the clients on the risks/outcome.
He spent a good while educating me and convincing me that there’s nothing wrong with my face. There was another female doctor and few nurses in there too who echoed his thoughts which further boosted my confidence. It actually felt really good since I’ve never told anyone about this insecurity of mine.
I was supposed to pay 150 bucks for consulting him since he’s a specialist, but he refuses to take any.
Looked at myself in the mirror today and you know what.. I don’t actually look that bad. I’m not saying my insecurity is fully gone, it’s still there.. but I’m slowly able to embrace my appearance.
I can tell you that if I were to go to a plastic surgeon or some aesthetic clinic straight away, the outcome will definitely be different. The people you talk to matters, I’m lucky to talk to the right one! | TrueOffMyChest | Positive | 1,849 | 55 | 0.98 | 1,716,982,329 | 1d39ynw | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1d39ynw/got_schooled_by_a_doctor_because_of_my/ | story | 10 | 0 | 1 | 1,867.02 | 11 | 663 | 9,366 |
TIFU by holding my breath and passing out during a lecture. | This happened earlier today. So I was in class listening to a lecture and it dawned on me that I couldn't care less about what my professor was talking about. So I decided to start holding my breath. Now, this is something I normally do if I get really bored. I'll hold my breath for as long as I can and then I'll rest for 3 minutes. I'll do 5 sets of that. I also make sure to pinch my nose as to avoid cheating. I've actually gotten pretty good at it and can hold my breath for 2 minutes and 15 seconds now. Anyways, I start holding my breath and I'm feeling particularly good and I start thinking I can break my record today. I got to about 2 minutes and 20 seconds on my first attempt and then I decide to drop out. "I can do better, let's go for 2 minutes and 50 seconds". So I go and I'm feeling super confident about it. I get to 2 minutes 20 sec and I'm feeling a little light headed. Get to 2 min and 30 seconds and I'm struggling. Like I'm thrashing around silently in my chair, but I'm going for gold. Get to 2 minutes 40 and I'm seriously hurting. Things are getting bad. I close my eyes to avoid looking at my watch (It also made the seconds go faster) All of a sudden I open my eyes and I'm looking up at the ceiling and everyone is flipping out. As I learned from the girl sitting next to me, it turns out my maximum effort resulted into me passing out, smashing my head on my desk, and falling out of my chair. I spent the next 10 minutes trying to explain to everyone that I was fine. Lecture finally resumed and I just sat there feeling like a dumbass with a gnarly headache. Lecture still sucked after that.
TL;DR Tried going for Olympic gold in breath holding. Failed and ended up spread eagle in our lecture hall.
EDIT: A word
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I [18] am thinking about breaking up with my partner [19] of 2.5 years | (WARNING! LONG POST!)
So, I've been in a relationship with my partner for 2.5 years now, and I just don't feel as interested anymore. They haven't done anything crazy that makes me want to break up immediately, but just a lot of little things have added up. A lot of their habits that used to be cute just annoy me now. They are very bad at saving money, and even when we talk about this they just avoid the topic and continue buying useless stuff, I also pay for meals and some fun activities pretty regularly too, I'm also the only one with a car so significant driving and gas money that I have to pay.
In the beginning of our relationship they would get so angry so fast, never to me but always to their mom and sister, and they would yell at them while we were on FaceTime and then cry to me about it and rant constantly. They have gotten much better now (I think because of me) and don't argue too much but it was a little scary just how angry they got and they would punch stuff and hurt themselves as well, but now they hardly ever do that so maybe I shouldn't even worry about that?
Currently, I will admit I have been more distant but I've just been thinking about maybe ending it for awhile, and they have noticed this I think and they overthink almost constantly. If I don't respond quickly (a few hours) they are overthinking and triple text a lot and usually say "I'm sorry" after texting a lot and that makes me feel so guilty, but also I want to be able to do my own stuff sometimes and not talk with anyone for a bit and I'm very introverted.
Whenever we hangout if I'm not constantly attached to them and cuddling or holding their hand or something they'll start squeezing their hand until their nails leave a mark and then (maybe I'm looking into this too much) they try and keep their hand in my view so I see them squeezing and hurting themselves and then make me feel bad about it. And sometimes I just pretend not to see because it can be so annoying to see, as they don't do anything to work on themselves and they need constant reassurance about everything and it can be so draining. I have talked with them about how I'm not a super clingy person and sometimes I just don't wanna cuddle and hold hands all day and they said they understand, but then their actions don't line up with what they say and they're always clingy. They often then text after hanging out and say "sorry was I too clingy please don't hate me and leave me" and sometimes I just ignore those texts for a bit because I have already explained I don't like being clingy and they respect it in the moment but never stay true to their word.
They can't keep a job very long and always somehow finds a problem with the work place and it's always the companies fault. And maybe they've just had bad luck in jobs but I think they are definitely the problem in some scenarios but just blame the workplace instead. Also they quit their job before finding a replacement job. Then they complain that they don't have money and can't help their mom pay for rent and freak out about finding a place to live (completely understandable), but they also don't save and don't keep a job and find a job that they have a reliable ride to.
Also I feel like sometimes maybe they shouldn't lay so much of their problems and trauma onto me. As I'm younger than the, I don't have the answers and I don't have the money to help them out. I e told them to try and maybe talk with someone, or some form of therapy and there's options to get it for cheap and easy but they just keep refusing saying they'd rather talk with me about it but it's just so burdensome on me and I know that probably makes me seem selfish but I just don't know what do ad they look at me for a lot of answers and when I do give some they don't even follow the solutions I give so honestly what's the point?
Honestly, I think I do want to break up but I'm afraid of the consequences. For one, I have like three friends I hangout with outside of school or work and they are one of them and all of us hangout together since we are all friends with each other, so breaking up would hurt that friend group, but my partner is in a bad living situation and sometimes sleeps over at our friends house so I wouldn't want to make our friends "choose a side" and if they were going to I'd want them to be friends with my partner so they get rides to work and have a place to sleep, but I also really don't want to lose these friendships because I love them all dearly (as friends of course).
Another consequence is that I'm worried I might regret it and feel a sense of loss, because even though I have other friends I really only text my partner daily and I think I would feel a sense of loss from losing someone to talk to everyday (even if I feel like sometimes the conversations are completely pointless) but if we breakup and then later I think it's a mistake that would suck a lot.
The other reason is because I'm afraid of how they'll react, if they've already freaked out so much of the thought or nightmares of me leaving then I can't imagine just how much it'll hurt them and what they'd do, like maybe they'll blame themselves, hurt themselves or something else. I don't want to hurt them but I also don't want to be in a relationship with them. I do still love them as a friend but not as a partner, I'm not sure how I should go about this any advice would be incredibly helpful.
Also I've been thinking about this for probably a month and a half now and I haven't talked with anyone but I've don't quizzes a talked with Chatgpt about it lol, but in a more serious note I'm really going back and forth about what I should do. Also their birthday is the end of this month and I'm not sure if maybe I should wait until after their birthday so I don't hurt them before then, or if really there's always going to be more events that would delay it and I should just get it over with. I'm really not sure what to do.
Also since their birthday is in a few weeks and all our friends are planning a trip in August, if we do break up in worried how it'll affect those events and plans
TL;DR: I think I fell out of love with my partner and I'm unsure of what I should do, break up or not? It might ruin a lot in my life but it might also be good for us in the long run. Should we break up, or stay together? If we should break up, when should I? | relationships | null | 2 | 1 | 1 | 1,746,661,270 | 1khc36g | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1khc36g/i_18_am_thinking_about_breaking_up_with_my/ | advice | 14 | 0 | 1 | 3 | 23 | 1,239 | 633 |
AITA for telling my husband he is either married to me or his co-worker? | My (37f) husband (40m) has been working at his company for 10 years as a maintenance supervisor. About a year ago they hired Tabitha\* to work in their accounting department. Since the day she first started working there, she has had an infatuation with my husband that is now becoming unprofessional and inappropriate.
This started when the heat went out in her office. My husband's job as supervisor is to assign tasks to his employees, however, she is never satisfied with the work they do, even though he says that they do great work, so she demands he work on her office. She constantly calls him on his work phone for mundane things (carpet is loose in a corner, loose screw on her coat hook) and he goes and fixes them without issue.
Last year when we went to the company Christmas party (pre-plague times) she was very flirty with him, constantly grabbed his hand. When he introduced us she just grinned at my and said "look there's Peter," and grabbed his hand and walked away. When we sat at the table she damn near pushed me out of my seat to sit next to him, and my husband told her to get up that it was my seat. She walked off in a huff, and when she saw me in the restroom she shoved past me. I told my husband what happened and he said it was fine, that she was harmless. I told him that she was not fine, and that she clearly had feelings for him and she was acting like a jealous girlfriend.
The past few weeks this has ramped up to an astonishing level of inappropriate. She recently moved into a new house and my husband and some of the other guys from work helped her move and put things together. He gave her his personal cell phone number, and she has been calling and texting non-stop about things she needs help with. Multiple times a day at all hours of the day and night she will call and text him for help. Last night at 2:00AM she called about her heat not working right. My husband said he would go over and look at it after work. I broke down. I told him he was not going, that she could call a technician like everyone else, and that he is not her personal maintenance man.
I told him very clearly that she has feelings for him and he is so dense he can't see it. I told him that while it is nice to help on occasion, she calls him all the time asking for help with things that she can do on her own (move boxes/furniture) or pay to have a repair person come and fix. I told him that once he gave out his personal phone number that he crossed a line, and I am not comfortable with it.
He said that this will most likely be an easy fix and it won't take long, so I cried and told him that he can either to be married to me, or married to her, but I wasn't going to be the third wheel in my own marriage.
He says he does not have feelings for her and that I am overreacting to him just wanting to help a friend. I feel otherwise.
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I absolutely hate what this quarantine is bringing out in people I know. | Guys, this quarantine isn't an excuse to become the thirstiest bitch you can possibly be. Jesus. I never thought being inside for a couple weeks would result in male friends of mine resorting to creepy and desperate attempts to get laid.
"Hit me up on Insta, maybe we can meet up and potentially make sweet love together! 😍💘🔥🍑😘"
SHUT THE FUCK UP, GREG!
No one fucked you in regular society. No one is going to fuck you now that it's the Purge and you just realized how to put a dozen emojis into your unironic begging for sex.
I get it, fellas. I'm human too. But be a fucking patriot. Jerk off and stop assuming you're finally "in the game" because we are all trapped at home.
Treating female friends and acquaintances as potential hookups is a bad look and really shows your true colors. You sloppy shit-heel.
Ladies, you're not free in all this either:
NO, I DON'T WANT TO JOIN YOUR NEW "ONLYFANS" ACCOUNT.
YOU HAVE TWO CHILDREN, COURTNEY!
Stop posting shitty half-nudes on social media and promising "premium content" of your stretch marks from your shitty apartment shower.
I had to put up with a lifetime of you bitching about men seeing you as just a "sexual object" only to find you stripping online to anonymous perverts the second we are in a crisis. Fuck you and the 3rd mortgage you rode in on.
I'm sorry that society is fucked right now. But that doesn't mean anyone wants to fuck you, Greg.
I'm sorry the future is economically dubious, but I'd rather be drawn and quartered than pay you money for taking a photo of your nipple, Courtney.
*names obviously faked*
*end of rant*
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Thanks for the awards, guys!
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Apparently triggered a lot of Gregs and Courtneys with this one. Yikes. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 22,485 | 1,460 | 0.82 | 1,586,189,977 | fw1msm | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/fw1msm/i_absolutely_hate_what_this_quarantine_is/ | rant | 13 | 0 | 1 | 19,897.7 | 16 | 307 | 9,820 |
My best friend (20M) asked me (20M) out. I said yes. I didn't know it was a date. | I'm an idiot. I'll try to keep this short. Also, I was a bit drunk when this happened.
Noah and I have been best friends since 2nd grade. We live together with one other friend near the college we go to together. He came out to me when we were in high school. It didn't change anything. When we got to college, I came out as bisexual.
Last night we were hanging out with some friends and I had a bit to drink. When we were walking home I could tell he was nervous so I asked what was up. He asked if I wanted to go out with him. He literally said "do you want to go out with me". I don't know why, but I thought he meant as friends. Thinking back he made it really obvious it was a date, but I'm an idiot and I was still a bit drunk. I said yes. He suggested Saturday night. I said yes.
I left to go to the gym before he got up so I didn't see him. While I was at the gym, the friend we live with texted me that Noah was really happy this morning and she didn't know we were going to go on a date. She congratulated me and said we make a cute couple. This happened literally six minutes ago. I'm panicking right now. I don't know what to do. I love him but he's like my brother. I can't go out with him. How can I tell him I'm not interested without embarrassing him more than I have to? I don't want to mess up our relationship. We're supposed to have lunch together in a few hours. What do I do?
tldr: I'm an idiot. My best friend asked me out. I said yes. I didn't know it was a date. How do I fix this as easily as possible for him?
UPDATE: Thank you guys so much for the advice. I only saw the first 30 something comments until just now, and I'm blown away by how many people have commented to give me advice. I tried to take a lot of the advice I got, but some of it was contradictory so I couldn't do all of it. Thanks again to everyone who gave advice, even if I didn't see it until after we talked.
I texted Noah and asked if we could skip lunch and go home instead so we could talk. I tried not to make the conversation dramatic. I apologized to him for misunderstanding him, and told him I knew it must have taken a lot of courage for him to ask me out. I told him that he was my best friend, I loved him, and that would never change, but I had never thought about a romantic relationship with him. I apologized for fucking up and getting his hopes up. He asked a few questions, like did I really not know he meant it as a date. He apologized for "fucking things up" between us, but I told him that I wasn't uncomfortable with him feeling that way about me. I told him that I understood if he wanted space to process it, and I would give it to him if he wanted, but I also told him how important he is to me and how much I love him. He said he didn't think he wanted space. He just wanted to try to move on with the secret out.
We've always been totally open with each other (well, except for him liking me I guess) and he said he was happy he wasn't keeping his feelings a secret anymore. We had a cheesy moment where I told him he could always talk to me, about anything. It was like straight out of a romcom. We talked for a long time after that. Apparently he's had a crush on me since before he came out in high school, and after he had a few drinks last night he decided fuck it, why not try. By the time he had to leave for his class this afternoon, things felt normal. I don't feel weird knowing about his crush, and he doesn't seem to feel hurt or anything because of my fuck up. Maybe just a little sad. I'll definitely keep an eye on how we interact and how he acts for a while. A few people warned me against accidentally flirting with him, and I'll try to keep anything like that in check.
I guess this is a happy ending. I know there are still things to be aware of, but right now it looks like the conversation went pretty well. Thanks everyone for commenting and supporting. It helped me not just with advice but also with calming me down when I was really panicky this morning. | relationships | Personal issues | 4,788 | 205 | 0.97 | 1,536,324,713 | 9du198 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/9du198/my_best_friend_20m_asked_me_20m_out_i_said_yes_i/ | drama | 18 | 0 | 1 | 4,849.36 | 12 | 812 | 2,168 |
TIFU by almost allowing net neutrality to dissapear. | Our friends fighting for net neutrality contacted us to ask if we would once more make a stickied post about this topic. Since net neutrality is important for everyone who wants to keep enjoying a free internet - a group to which most redditors belong - the mod team has decided to allow it:
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Hey everyone, the chairman of the FCC is very likely to announce a vote to gut neutrality, possibly as soon as Nov. 22nd. Once a vote is called, it will become much, much harder to stop ISPs from charging us extra fees to access sites like reddit, and controlling what we see and do online by throttling and blocking sites, apps, games, and streaming services.
But there’s still hope. The most effective way to can stop this is by driving as many calls as possible to our Senators and Representatives, now through Nov. 22nd.
We're getting word that there are lawmakers who are sympathetic to our cause and considering taking action to slow the FCC down, but they won’t act unless they get more phone calls from constituents.
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Thanks. | tifu | S | 70,523 | 2,977 | 0.87 | 1,508,355,387 | 7791dt | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/7791dt/tifu_by_almost_allowing_net_neutrality_to/ | informative | 8 | 0 | 1 | 64,332.01 | 19 | 229 | 12,112 |
To you, who I wish you well | Thanks for reaching out.
Honestly, I still don’t know how to feel. I felt so easily discarded - and that feeling still lingers. I’m left not really knowing what to make of it all.
I own my flaws, my mistakes, and the harm I caused. I did good, but I also did wrong. For that, I take full accountability - with responsibility and integrity. I’ve changed. I’ve meditated, reflected, and tried to understand everything. Even if my troubled family history, my past, or my worst impulses shaped some of the hurtful things I said or did - they’re not excuses. I’m still responsible, and I’m truly sorry. I was thorough for you, in loyalty and commitment, and I know i fucked saying awful things or entertaining stupid ideas up because of past traumas but I'm glad I showed up by being there with you 99% of the time, either physical or texting, even when going out I texted you where I was, or asking you to imprint hickeys on me because I would wear them with pride of being taken
But our last conversation, idk, didn’t feel like healing to me. You shared how you lost parts of yourself in the relationship - how you stopped doing what you loved, and drifted from your friends and that guilt consumed you. I hear you, I sympathize, and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like you had to change or leave your friends behind. That was never my intention. You, as you were, with your social circle, were the person I loved.
Still, it felt like the sacrifices I made were invisible. I let go of things I cared about - time, energy, people, parts of myself, which I willingly let go with no hesitation. We both gave and sacrificed, but when things fall apart, after the aftermath we often focus on what hurt us, and that's a human thing, nothing wrong with that. Maybe we’ll never fully see what the other gave up. Maybe we just can’t carry someone else’s pain the way we carry our own - and that’s a lonely, but honest truth.
Like you, I stopped doing things I loved. I became motionless and I stayed in more. Even when I wanted us to go out, or when you suggested it but was not sure or forgot, I found myself unsure as well whether to go or stay. Our definitions of going out were slightly different - bike rides, hikes, or just strolls at the park are more of my thing - but I adjusted to the pace we were in. I adapted to city strolls, mall days, and hangouts with friends. For me it was never about what we did. It was about being with you. That was enough for me.
What hurt the most was what you said about your friends. And honestly, I think your friends are cool people, they never really bothered me nor your guy friends (sure there was one time I was confused but that's because I was unaware of the context), and I think I'm being painted in a bad light by them and that's okay, I don't mind. I’m glad they’re there for you. Truly. That kind of support matters, they’re alive. You can call, text, share them your stuff or hear their voices.
I can’t do that. Not with the one I need the most right now. She's (my mom) gone. And I need her more than ever - her comfort, her advice, her wisdom. That loss is unspeakable. No one saw it coming. There was no preparing for it. The silence it left is unbearable. And it's a prolonged guilt, it’s still raw, and it's the biggest sacrifice I made. Note, I'm not assigning blame. Life just struck me unexpectedly, out of nowhere.
Now even my sisters have distanced themselves. And their resentment toward me has amplified like never before, I know they’re hurting too, and have other problems on their lives as well. We all grew up in a broken dynamic. Maybe it’s not mine to fix. It’s just how it is
What I want you to know is this: it wasn’t one-sided love. If it ever felt that way, I’m sorry.
Every moment, every memory, every intimate act—it meant something to me. I did my best, last year when my parents wanted me to stay home for more than a while I wanted to get back to you, when I came back to celebrate your birthday, our 1st picnic, even when my mind was at war with itself. Even when I lost my mom and you asked why I felt distant and less intimate, I didn’t shut down. I stayed because I didn't want you to feel lonely. I tried. And I’ll always be grateful for the times you were there when I needed someone, too.
From the start - even before dating - I wanted to be someone you could lean on. Someone to listen, to comfort, to care. Every choice I made came from love. Genuine, sincere love.
But the conditions you set... left me confused. Rebuilding, you said, would involve dating others first, being happily single while I stay on a limbo waiting for your answer, that being with me would disappoint many people. When i had my first struggle with you, my closest friends adviced me when I was the most unsure, yet I chose my conviction and heart. That’s what love meant to me back then.
And let me be clear - this isn’t about keeping score. I’m not listing sacrifices to put guilt. These were my choices, my decisions, from my own will. I stand by them. I’m just naming what I carried, the way you named yours. And I still carry it, without resentment.
Right now, I’m the most vulnerable I've been. I’m mourning my mom. I’m grieving the love I lost. I’m navigating a broken family that dislikes me, and facing myself every day all at once. I’m not pointing fingers. I just want to speak my truth - quietly, honestly.
Even after all those sacrifices I also made, it reflected a lot and don't hold no ill will
I’m too old for that now—or maybe it just feels that way, even if I’m only 23.
| TrueOffMyChest | null | 2 | 0 | 0.75 | 1,747,271,670 | 1kmvvsw | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1kmvvsw/to_you_who_i_wish_you_well/ | drama | 7 | 0 | 1 | 1.5 | 1 | 1,050 | 7,318 |
My girlfriend has been tracking and questioning me about women I follow on Instagram | I (25M) and my girlfriend (24F) have been dating for 2 years and have had some issues lately, and I’m looking for some outside perspective.
A few nights ago, we went on a date and had a great time. The next day, I got a text from her asking who a particular girl was. She only gave me a first name, so I asked for the last name. When she replied, I explained it was someone I went to school with. I didn’t think much of it and just left it at that.
This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Twice before, my girlfriend has confronted me about women I follow on Instagram. Before we got serious, I made it a point to clear out my following list—removing anyone I had dated, met through dating apps, or had any romantic history with. I only kept people I knew from high school, family friends, and similar connections.
The first time, she went through the accounts of the women I followed, asking who they were, why I followed them, and whether I had liked their photos. The second time, she randomly brought up another girl I followed and asked me to unfollow her. I figured it wasn’t a big deal, so I did.
Fast forward to now—after her latest text, I got curious and checked my girlfriend’s following list. To my surprise, I noticed that she recently followed several of the same women I follow. I’m confused about why she would suddenly feel the need to do that, especially since things between us have been good lately.
**TL;DR:** My girlfriend has confronted me multiple times about women I follow on Instagram, even though I cleared out my following list before we got serious. Recently, I noticed she started following some of the same women I follow, and I’m confused about why she’s suddenly keeping tabs on my Instagram. Not sure if I’m overthinking it or if it’s a red flag. | relationships | null | 20 | 38 | 0.72 | 1,747,187,148 | 1km3i02 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1km3i02/my_girlfriend_has_been_tracking_and_questioning/ | advice | 14 | 0 | 1 | 52.4 | 1 | 331 | 131 |
AITA for fighting with my mom | I (18F) and my mom (42F) have never had a good relationship. Some days are okay, but most are filled with conflict. I lost my dad in 2016 when I was 9, and since then, she’s been my only parent. I was closest to my dad. After his death, she became completely focused on my younger brother (then 2), leaving me to handle my feelings alone.
Recently, I gained a lot of weight—almost 180 lbs—and it’s been hard. I’m busy, out of home from 10 AM to 9 PM for college, which is two hours away, with daily commuting. I was bullied for my weight for two years, and I wanted to join a gym to get healthier and boost my confidence. I asked my mom, but she refused, saying she can’t let me go late because she worries about what others will think, especially since she’s a single mother. Mornings aren’t feasible because I’d be exhausted, so I asked to go at 8:40 PM to the gym, which is close near home and where she knows the owner. She kept denying.
I also wanted to learn languages, which I’ve been interested in for three years. She dismissed it, calling it useless until recently, when her friend told her otherwise. When I asked to enroll, she said I don’t have time due to college and commute.
I even suggested a hostel to manage my schedule, but she declined, saying sending me to college itself is a privilege because of our financial condition although she spends money on my brother’s football coaching but not on my education or personal growth.
I’ve always been considerate of our limited financial situation, never demanding anything for myself. I’ve sacrificed cravings, avoided asking for anything, and understood the hardships. But the gym issue was the last straw. I told her I don’t care what society thinks; I only care about myself and her.
She then said that if dad were alive, he wouldn’t let me do these things. That hurt me deeply, especially since I’m very sensitive about dad’s memory. I shouted at her during the fight, feeling overwhelmed. Now I feel very guilty for demanding and fighting because I know she’s doing her best. But I’m desperate to change my life and feel stuck. Am I the asshole? | AmItheAsshole | null | 1 | 9 | 0.56 | 1,747,658,324 | 1kqamx1 | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1kqamx1/aita_for_fighting_with_my_mom/ | drama | 6 | 0 | 1 | 9.56 | 12 | 384 | 3,418 |
AITA For Shouting In A Passengers Face On A Train | For context, I (M32) was on a date yesterday and we spent a good four and half hours together going for a walk, coffee and food.
Now that involved me taking a train for 20 minutes to get to the next town over, after the date was finished we walked to the train station and waved at each other as the train left, both of us content that the date went off without a hitch.
After a few minutes, she called via a vid call on WhatsApp and we spent a few moments (about four minutes at the very most) talking to each other about how nice the day was and that we'd like to arrange another date for next week.
At the start of the call, I overheard a fellow passenger who I assume was around late 40s, early 50's mention to his companion that, "That's not needed at all", while gesturing in my direction, I ignored his comment and finished off my vid call.
When I was arriving at the station, one stop away from my destination, this "gentleman" stood up and walked to the train doors, and as he walked past he knelt down by my seat several inches away from my face and went on a small non shouting tirade about, "That was unnecessary, it's a phone, you put it to your ear, I can tell your not a full shilling".
I stood up and shouted in his face telling him to "F*ck off and ignore it then, and what gives you the right to go up to someone you don't know and start speaking to them like a c*nt".
The man was obviously taken back by my outburst, and said he was going to report me to the station attendant and made a brisk exit while looking around for a station worker.
The ticket inspector onboard overheard the outburst and came over to ask what had happened and I explained in brief what had transpired and he said he'd make a note of it.
In your opinions, AITA for outbursting the way I did. | AmItheAsshole | Asshole | 0 | 50 | 0.35 | 1,747,420,740 | 1ko8e7s | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1ko8e7s/aita_for_shouting_in_a_passengers_face_on_a_train/ | drama | 10 | 0 | 1 | 50 | 18 | 349 | 3,578 |
Sex with an older woman makes me realize that i'm wasting my life | An year back in 2024 , I 'M 26' matched with a woman in her 40s on Tinder in Delhi and she was openly intersted in hooking up. In the next month I visited her place 4 times, it was all fun, a nwe experience...but coming back from her place and travelling back in metro..made me realize what a hollow act this is. There is just that dick thoughts that drive it. Btw, I do have a good sex life in general. Now an year after, I was thinking of visiting her again just for fun. I know i shouldn't do it. But i think it's like smoking a cigarette when feeling low. Not always we get time, to socialize and meet new people and hookup with them . It also takes a lot of time and dating apps seem as waste in that sense too. My dilemma is ..if I am focusing on my passion where i then dont want to go on social places where I meet new people. So , is porn andjerking off better, this hookup situation...or dates on Hinge ( which are also a waste of time and mostly end up in casuals) ? - Until I find 'the one' organically . | TrueOffMyChest | null | 218 | 29 | 0.79 | 1,746,022,840 | 1kbhpra | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1kbhpra/sex_with_an_older_woman_makes_me_realize_that_im/ | confession | 13 | 0 | 1 | 201.22 | 14 | 207 | 7,944 |
Guys-you need to understand | Women. They bleed.
Yes, even if I’m wearing a tampon and a pad, I still might leak. Accidents happen. It doesn’t mean I’m careless. It doesn’t mean I didn’t wear a tampon that day. It doesn’t mean it’s not important to me to not bleed on my pants, etc.
Sometimes you are barely bleeding and don’t think anything is really happening and then WHAM. Floodgates. It’s a thing and it’s not fair to get mad/be upset about it. It’s not even happening to you... it’s happening to me. So be sympathetic and nice. That is all. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 13,184 | 1,488 | 0.87 | 1,619,820,706 | n24qov | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/n24qov/guysyou_need_to_understand/ | rant | 4 | 0 | 1 | 12,958.08 | 22 | 96 | 10,278 |
My mother in law (65F) hurt me (25M) and I don’t know how to resolve the conflict | This is a long post, sorry. I really hope for advice and felt it was necessary for you to have all the information. In the following I want to bring you closer to: The events that led to me being hurt; the background and why this might have happened; how I feel about it; how to proceed.
THE EVENTS
My mother in law was disagreeing with how I trained my dog and didn’t talk to me about it until her disagreement had already turned into anger. I didn’t notice anything, but brought up the topic at Christmas - she then started asking passive aggressive questions. I answered her questions very calmly. She has never had a dog; I have been actively learning about dog training for many years now and wanted to share my knowledge so she can understand why I do things how I do them.
Throughout the whole conversation she was rolling her eyes at me and obviously stating with her body language that I am just talking nonsense. I stopped myself mid sentence and said (again very calmly) that I don’t like how this is going. That I don’t have the feeling she’s listening. In response to this she started shouting at me (loudly). That she’s had enough of me; that I can not treat her this disrespectful etc. I was very confused whether I had done something wrong, but other people at the table immediately stated that I handled everything greatly. I got really overwhelmed though and had to retreat to my partners room. She continued shouting next door for an hour. Talking badly about me, how this is unacceptable etc.
A few hours later I approached her and let her know that I would like to talk tomorrow over breakfast. She was whiny and started talking about how much I hurt her and how she doesn’t know whether she can forgive me. I didn’t say anything, just nodded. The next morning I approached her again asking whether she’s ready to talk. She stated that she doesn’t think there’s anything to talk about. Then continued accusing me of tearing her family apart, ruining the weekend for everyone, driving her kids away etc. She made me responsible for all her bad feelings (and those were some pretty bad feelings). I got so angry - I haven’t been angry like this in a very long time, my head felt like it would burst. I am usually one to speak up, but my partner (32M, partner of 5 years) and his brothers (36M/25M) adviced me not to do so at this point, since they didn’t think she’d be receptive to logic. So again I didn’t say anything, but started crying this time. I got very overwhelmed, Iocked myself in my partners room and had a massive, violent meltdown. Apparently she was shouting for me to shut up and my partner told her that what she is doing is not okay (which was a very big deal for him as he usually just shuts down). I have never seen him as hurt as he seemed after this. He packed our bags and we and his brothers left.
After this I wrote a very long letter, which I never sent. We haven’t had contact since. A few days ago I received a short letter from her. She writes that she is sorry things escalated on Christmas and that she was just very hurt and angry with me. I don’t consider this an apology…? I am pretty sure she expects me to say I’m sorry too and never for us to talk about it again.
THE BACKGROUND
Her family has a long history of avoiding conflict. They don’t talk about things they don’t like, everything has to be friendly and polite. From their understanding negative emotions are bad and need to be shut down. Her kids are just unlearning this. They have been hurting for a long time and her explosion seems to have triggered some change for them. She on the other hand never learned what healthy conflict looks like. What she is doing - lashing out and then considering herself as the victim - is exactly what her mother was doing to her too. It is why she resents her so much and why she thinks it’s good to „stand up for herself“ now.
She has been pouring her heart out to one of her sons (who isn‘t really stable himself, 25M) for quite a while now. She is in a bad place right now and told him that the conflict with her kids, him transitioning, her chronic pain etc. is affecting her so much that she’s suicidal. Her husband (who is a psychiatrist, 70M) has been helping her as good as he can, but he doesn’t worry about her actually being suicidal too much.
HOW I FEEL
I am not sure what exactly I need, but one thing I know is that I can’t feel comfortable around her as long as she’s convinced my behavior was wrong. My ability to calmly handle conflict and talk openly on one level with the other party is actually something I like about myself. I have been masking a lot when visiting them and I don’t want to bend even more. It feels unfair. I am not even sure I could: I am already having a hard time keeping up with social rules and if there’s more rules - rules I not only don’t understand, but also don’t like - it is only a matter of time until I make a mistake again. I can’t feel safe knowing that the consequences of me „making a mistake“ are this severe.
What I don’t know is whether I need her to understand that her response is not appropriate. I don’t think her lashing out had anything to do with me in particular. It seems like me being direct and emotionally available has triggered something that was prone to blow up one day. Her kids feel that it’s time to break the family pattern now, but they are somewhat convinced she’s too old to learn and won’t talk logic with her. It’s not really my place to muscle in and if I do I probably only make things worse for myself. But even if this is the case, she still blew up in my face and hurt me. I don’t feel comfortable acting like this is not a big deal.
In addition to all this I have to say that in the process she did somewhat loose my respect and I don’t know how this will affect my behavior around her in the future. I am not one to hold a grudge and I do understand that her emotions are real and she is not doing this out of malice. But she is also a grown woman and should have enough self awareness to be held accountable for her harmful actions.
If I want to be around her we will also need to talk about the dog training once more; otherwise it will come up again or be cause of more anger on her side.
HOW TO PROCEED
Theres so much I could and would like to say, but I don’t know what would actually benefit the situation. I want to find a middle ground between being understanding and open while staying fair and true to myself. I have no idea how to bring her closer to the idea that I might not have been the one showing questionable behavior, but she is. And how to say all this without triggering her again…
Also I am unsure about the best medium to lead this conversation. Writing is a lot easier for me, I get overwhelmed easily when talking and have a hard time processing fast enough to respond adequately. On the other hand she might be overwhelmed by the content of my letter, put her own interpretations into it and not respond. My favorite options would be for her to read the letter with her therapist or for us talking with a neutral third party present. I don’t know how to bring her to do this either, though.
As a last resort I hope for you to have advice on how to tackle this. Thanks!
TL;DR; : My mother in law passive aggressively let me know that she’s angry with me. As I calmly said something about it she started shouting at me. I repeatedly tried to talk to her and she is accusing me of being responsible for a lot of bad feelings she’s having. I don’t know how to feel comfortable being around her again when I don’t understand and like the social rules she is expecting me to follow. I am hoping for advice on how to talk to her about it without triggering her again. | relationships | null | 1 | 15 | 0.6 | 1,745,514,214 | 1k6xg95 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1k6xg95/my_mother_in_law_65f_hurt_me_25m_and_i_dont_know/ | drama | 17 | 0 | 1 | 15.6 | 17 | 1,473 | 774 |
TIFU by lying that I made $1.6M and have $250k coming in | To give you a bit of context. I 29M and my girlfriend 32F have been together since June of last year. Throughout this time, I’ve learned what it means to be in a more serious relationship and also learned how to live with a girlfriend since it was something that I’ve never done (we moved in together in December 2024)
Throughout our whole relationship, I’ve had the habit of lying impulsively about big and small things, and eventually it all comes out to light in due time. I’ve lied about things like sharing with my mother certain personal things and locations of where I was since my mother is a controlling, manipulative person (whom she despises since my mother made us break up before), I’ve broken her trust with some financial decisions and also by hiding certain details from stories that don’t benefit me
When she met me, I had a nice car, lived in a nice home and looked pretty well off, but the reality was that I was pretty much a scam, I barely had money to pay for things and I wasn’t able to be responsible of my bills and cover what I personally needed
So comes yesterday where she was suspicious of a $250k commission that I was supposedly receiving and she asked me for proof of that.
I could’ve falsified documents but I didn’t want to get into legal trouble nor lie again, so I told her the truth of my lie, I told her that I didn’t make $1.6M, and that the $1.2M apartment I invested also isn’t true
I broke her trust completely again and again and she has broken up with me. I’m not here looking for validation, but rather just vent since I do love this girl and wish I could’ve just gone back in time and be truthful from the beginning
TLDR: I lied about money that I never made nor does it exist and broke my girlfriend’s trust and now we’ve broken up | tifu | S | 0 | 51 | 0.2 | 1,745,500,713 | 1k6rzwn | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1k6rzwn/tifu_by_lying_that_i_made_16m_and_have_250k/ | drama | 12 | 0 | 1 | 51 | 13 | 334 | 11,065 |
TIFU by yelling at my cat | I have a senior cat who physically does NOT act like a senior cat. She plays like a kitten and requires lots of stimulation. However, she is not that smart. For the past few days I haven't been feeling great so I haven't been playing with her as much as normal. It has also been really hot in my place. I always open my bedroom window at night. So a few nights ago at about 11pm I am just chilling watching TV in a lazy boy type chair.
Out of nowhere, with absolutely zero warning, I feel something smash into the side of my head and then a piercing pain. I was so confused but quickly realized my cat was the flying projectile that had just slammed into my face and the piercing pain was her latching onto my head with her claws. My gut instinct was to first promptly remove her from my face and then yell loud "WHAT THE HELL are you doing! I am going to kill you if you do that again!!" It was not a playful yell. I was seriously angry. I may have said a few more strongly worded things. She scurried away and I began to assess the damage. No, I do not abuse my cat or threaten to seriously kill her. It was just something I blurted out as I was attacked by her. I honestly think she was hunting me and I didn't know it. She's 13 and has never done anything like this before. While this was happening my wife was downstairs doing something so she heard me yell and asked what was wrong and I told her.
Now we have newish (6 months maybe?) neighbors who are always outside. Usually not late but just hang out and can definitely hear things from my place is my windows are open and someone would yell loudly. We are friendly with them but not close. We've chatted in passing briefly but never really hung out or anything like that. My wife had exchanged phone numbers with the woman neighbor in case they ever need us to grab a delivery for them or need anything (just a friendly neighborly gesture). They've been living next to us a few months and my wife and her have texted a few times about grabbing a package as I mentioned, or just saying, they are out on vacation, just to keep our eyes open etc.
So the day after the "cat incident" the woman neighbor texts my wife, saying something to the effect of "Hi, just checking in to make sure everything is ok and to say hi!". My wife said yeah everythings good etc etc. not connecting the incident the night prior at all. Well I was out doing something in the yard and the man neighbor who I'm friendly with , we always say hi etc, just glared at me and walked back inside when I went out. (very obvious diss at this point) At this point I remembered that my window was open the night before and he probably thought I was threatening to kill my wife.
I plan on bringing it up at some point with them so they don't think I'm a wife abuser, but as of right now my neighbors likely think I want to kill my wife and am an abusive person all because my cat didn't get enough attention for a couple days!
TL;DR My cat attacked me, I yelled at my cat and threatened her, now my neighbors think I am an abuser and want to kill my wife. | tifu | M | 297 | 55 | 0.92 | 1,719,670,525 | 1drc5fe | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1drc5fe/tifu_by_yelling_at_my_cat/ | story | 6 | 0 | 1 | 328.24 | 14 | 601 | 11,819 |
Sister [33F] cheated on bf [32M] | Throwaway account for reasons.
So, a couple days ago, I found out my sister was cheating on her boyfriend of several years for at least the last couple months. He had caught her kissing some other guy sometime in August, she promised it would never happen again, but apparently, just continued talking to the guy. From what I saw (in texts screenshotted from her boyfriend) it was at the very least emotional cheating and sexting, but it wouldn’t surprise me if it went further.
Her boyfriend is a man who I’ve found kinship with over their years as a couple, particularly the past year or two as he was extremely supportive during a particularly stressful time for my whole family. I probably talked to him more on a daily basis than most of my own family. I don’t doubt he’d made mistakes in their relationship, but from all I’d experienced from him firsthand, he’s a great guy that was constantly trying to improve for my sister. Definitely the only of my sister’s boyfriends that I would have been happy to have as a brother-in-law.
As for my sister, we have always been very close. I have always rooted for her happiness. But not at the cost of someone else’s pain. Her actions were so cruel and selfish. I am appalled by them and ashamed to have to even be adjacent to it. I never thought she would lack the integrity to not just break up if she was unhappy with her boyfriend.
So now, I’m not only sort of grieving the loss of someone I considered a close friend, but I’m also deeply shaken and feel betrayed by my sister’s actions. It’s like I don’t even know who she is anymore. I thought she was better than this. She’s my sister, I know she’s not perfect, but to see her seem so fine with seriously hurting someone she proclaimed to love for simple pleasure truly disgusts and angers me. I feel like I can’t even look at her.
The thing is, I live with her. I can’t exactly go away to get some space from her. And regardless of me not approving of what she’s done and wanting to hold her accountable, I don’t want to make life together hard and I don't want to throw away my relationship with my sister. How do I both hold her accountable and start to forgive her?
TL;DR: Sister cheated on bf that was like family. I am angry but want to forgive her and don't know how.
EDIT: To elaborate, her boyfriend found the texts the other night, he broke things off with her after finding the texts, then sent me screenshots of the incriminating texts. Partly as a way to say, "This is why you won't see me around anymore." and I think partly because he thought my sister would lie about her culpability in their breakup. | relationships | null | 120 | 42 | 0.92 | 1,728,872,442 | 1g35x89 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1g35x89/sister_33f_cheated_on_bf_32m/ | drama | 6 | 0 | 1 | 152.4 | 2 | 486 | 1,631 |
My dad (74) trashed my apartment. I want to kick him out, but my wife says she thinks it's "not the right thing to do". | Recently my wife and I went on a vacation for two weeks. We're lucky that in our country, COVID has been kept at bay, so travelling within the country is pretty easy.
My dad lives in our apartment. He doesn't pay rent. While we were away, he continued living there. Upon our return, the place had pretty much been trashed.
There were fast food wrappers all over the floor, in the living room and bedrooms. Dirty shirts (several of them mine) being washed in the kitchen sink. Toilets in the bathrooms clogged up. One of the windows was left open during a rainstorm, letting rainwater in. Open condiment jars and cold cuts left out. Moldy food on the stove. A dozen half-finished coffees everywhere. Laundry just thrown on the floor in the living room. Appliances that were working perfectly fine before we left broken.
He is actually in good shape mentally, but he's just always been a slob.
This isn't the first time he's abused our space. He refuses to live by my rules, even though the house is in my name. A while back, he allowed his friends to use our home as a meeting place. When one of them started trying to recruit people for a MLM, I said that the party was over and that I wanted everyone off my property. I called the cops and unfortunately in the heat of the moment, I lost my temper in front of them by saying if f the cops didn't remove them from my property, I would do so with force. My dad then got upset with me because I had "disrespected" his friends and made him look bad.
I talked to my wife about it, and while she acknowledges that my dad is a slob and a hoarder, she doesn't want to kick him out because he gave us money towards the home for our wedding. She said that if something happened to him it would weigh on her conscience if she sided with me in asking him to leave.
TL;DR - Dad trashed my apartment and I want him to leave. Wife said she feels bad about asking him to leave because dad gave us some money to buy the house and because of the risk of something happening to him. | relationships | Non-Romantic | 3,406 | 407 | 0.98 | 1,609,263,345 | kmiu1k | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/kmiu1k/my_dad_74_trashed_my_apartment_i_want_to_kick_him/ | drama | 25 | 0 | 1 | 3,744.88 | 17 | 384 | 2,333 |
AITA for asking my boyfriend not to use the word bitch around me? | My bf and I recently got into a fight because I asked him to try to refrain from using the word bitch around me. I myself almost never use it, and even then it’s typically in conversation with other women, and in a context where it’s clear that I’m using the word carefully. I explained to him that I think “bitch” has dicey connotation, and a troubled history, especially when men use it. He responded that the original meaning of the word is a female dog, and that it’s changed over time, and that now it’s become more casual to say it jokingly, especially while gaming (ex. “Bitch, don’t go in that room!”). To his credit, my bf does tend to use it in a “playful” manner, and he’s a gamer, so I think a lot of his peers throw it around casually.
He got upset when I asked him not to use the word around me, saying I’m being controlling. His argument is he grew up using the word without thinking, with his buddies, and I’m asking him to change part of who he is. Also I’ve heard his friend call a woman a bitch for not wanting to talk to him at a bar, so that sort of … muddies the waters, imo.
My perspective is that if he asked me to stop using a word that makes him uncomfortable, I wouldn’t mind, and I find it frustrating that he’s claiming I’m being controlling. AITA? | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 24 | 119 | 0.59 | 1,746,378,887 | 1keozeq | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1keozeq/aita_for_asking_my_boyfriend_not_to_use_the_word/ | drama | 13 | 1 | 1 | 133.16 | 17 | 247 | 4,504 |
Married friend (26F) can’t stop talking about my (27F) ex boyfriend | Update: thank you all so much such amazing support and helping me see through things! I sent her a message saying how uncomfortable last night was for me, that it was not right to rub her friendship with him on my face and how it felt like she valued her relationship with my ex more than our friendship. I told her I can’t dictate who she can be friends with but that I cannot be friends with someone who’s a close friend of that one person who messed me up mentally and emotionally. I wished her the best and blocked her from everywhere.
I have known her since we were in grade 4. We lived in the same neighbourhood and went to the same school. We were good friends till high school and eventually drifted apart. My best friend and she used to go to the same college and used to tell how she was clingy with a guy even though she had a boyfriend who went to a different college. I kept away from her and thought I would never be in touch with her but we were friends on Facebook. I finished college and moved to a different country when I learned her father had passed away. I felt really bad and reached out to her. She mentioned she was also moving to the country and we decided to meet up. My boyfriend and I met her for lunch and eventually my boyfriend and her husband became friends. I broke up with my boyfriend and she said how she would have gone after my ex if only she wasn’t married because he’s really cute. I told her what he did to me but it made no difference to her. She had plans of meeting my ex out for dinner and invited me out too. I stopped hanging out with her after that. She kept messaging me to meet quite a few times and I kept making excuses. I finally cave in and planned a dinner with her for today, but she wouldn’t stop talking about my ex. Telling how he is one of her close friends and how they keep sending each other snapchats (like it was a big deal for her). It felt really annoying I cut the dinner short and headed home. I don’t want to be friends with her anymore. How should I tell her that I don’t want to be friends with her without hurting her feelings? How do I stay away from her?
Tldr: married friend became close friend of my ex after we broke up and keeps talking about him every time we meet. | relationships | Non-Romantic | 2,620 | 192 | 0.98 | 1,613,729,647 | lnciku | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/lnciku/married_friend_26f_cant_stop_talking_about_my_27f/ | drama | 11 | 0 | 1 | 2,759.6 | 10 | 442 | 2,540 |
Looking for advice on what I should do? Is my marriage over? | TLDR; I don't know if my wife loves me anymore!
One thing i'll caveat here for her sake is that there is always 2 sides to any story, and i'm not perfect, but this is my side.
I've (36M) been with my wife (36F) for 11 years, Married for nearly 5 years and have 2 beautiful kids (4 and 2). We both have decent jobs and are lucky enough to live in a nice area. Sounds perfect right?
However over the past 3 years, I think the stress of kids and also geo political issues which are hard to see in the news constantly have had a real effect on my wife. It's like the light in her life is gone. She'll openly admit that she sees the world differently and just isn't the same anymore. I find this really sad. The worst thing about it though is that I really feel she's taking it out on me. As I said before, i'm no angel- but i'm a good husband and a good dad, but I just feel like I can't do anything right. Anything slight issue or problem is blamed on me or frustration is taken out on me at least. It's having a serious impact on my mental health.
I've tried talking about it multiple times with her but I can't get anywhere. I just get the same responses over and over ' you never do this, you never do that, why can't you be more like X and Y'. I more than do my fair share around the house and with the kids and contribute financially above 50%. I just can't win!!
Tonight she said she was thinking of leaving me which I will be devastated about, although I have sensed for some time that she possibly does not love me anymore.
Apart from it being a financial disaster (i'd probably have to move back in with my Mom), not waking up with my kids and putting them to bed in the evenings would be heartbreaking.
What should I do? I love my wife, but I can't keep rolling over and accepting her treat me like this?
RANT OVER! | relationships | null | 11 | 25 | 0.8 | 1,746,563,919 | 1kgf2ye | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1kgf2ye/looking_for_advice_on_what_i_should_do_is_my/ | advice | 12 | 1 | 1 | 33.8 | 20 | 362 | 469 |
AITA for being honest with my boss, even if it hurt my coworker’s situation? | I (26F) work at a pharmaceutical company. My coworker (29F) has bad knees, and the pain affects her most days. Because of this, I’ve taken on most of the physical aspects of our job while she handles the reports. I’ve even covered her workload so she could take days off, and on other days, I do all the physical tasks so she can sit.
Recently, I found out I’m leaving my job in a month. A new person (26M) joined our team, and he has a shy demeanor. Our boss asked me about his skills, wondering if he could handle the work required. I told them he has great computer skills and is efficient at reading references and typing—all true, based on an assignment we worked on together.
After this, my female coworker was furious. She said that by highlighting his report and paperwork skills, I’d set things up so she’d have to do all the physical labor after I left. I told her I didn’t mean it that way—I just wanted the bosses to see his potential.
She snapped back that even if I didn’t do it on purpose, the damage was done. I was hurt and sat at my desk while she went to cry in the bathroom.
Our boss saw the tension and asked me what had happened. I kept saying, *"I don’t know,"* but she pressed me until I broke down and explained everything.
Later, my coworker messaged me, calling me a horrible person and a bad friend. She said she’d overheard my conversation with the boss and accused me of lying and snitching to make myself look good and her look bad. I told her this could actually help her go back to doing reports, but she said she’d rather suffer from knee pain than accept "pity."
I sincerely apologized and asked to work things out, but she ignored me. She’s known for being kind-hearted, so I don’t understand why she’s handling it this way.
Also how am I going to go to work after the weekend?!!!
| AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 2,038 | 136 | 0.97 | 1,745,487,444 | 1k6o3zb | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1k6o3zb/aita_for_being_honest_with_my_boss_even_if_it/ | drama | 14 | 1 | 1 | 2,112.86 | 9 | 342 | 3,753 |
AITA for refusing to plan my son/DIL wedding because my future DIL is always late | I am just retired and I was a wedding planner. My son and my future DIL asked me if I would plan their wedding since I have the experience. I did plan my daughter’s wedding.
I told them no and when asked why I told both of them that it is due to my future DIL lateness habit. She claims it is a cultural difference and everyone in her fmaily is late. This is true, they are always 30 minutes or more late and it drives me insane. I know she would be the person I would met up with often for this.
The wedding would need many met ups and I am not willing to sit around waiting for her or my son. Not to mention all the business appointments that I do not want to be embarrassed at when she is late.
I have talked to her about the lateness before and nothing has changed, she was literally late for my birthday dinner about a month ago. I have also talked to my son and he sides with her. I am not willing to tell her an earlier time since she is an adult and overall her lateness is disrespectful to me and my time
I explained the reasoning above and they were pissed. My son was upset since I won’t giver her a chance and I did plan his sisters. My DILs is pissed since i told her she is the reason I won’t. Personally she has proven over and over again she won’t be on time so I don’t even want to try with this
AITA? | AmItheAsshole | null | 6,358 | 1,467 | 0.97 | 1,729,523,629 | 1g8s2xe | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1g8s2xe/aita_for_refusing_to_plan_my_sondil_wedding/ | drama | 15 | 0 | 1 | 7,634.26 | 15 | 270 | 5,212 |
TIFU by Trying to Secretly Return Money to a Grieving Veteran | A few months ago, my old friend Mr. Williams (Name changed to protect privacy), a kind and generous veteran in his 60s, reached out to me for help. He had recently lost his wife to a long illness and was preparing to move out of state to live with relatives. Overwhelmed by grief and the daunting task of packing up his entire four-bedroom house, he asked if I could lend a hand. I was more than happy to help, and spent a long day with him sorting through belongings and memories.
At the end of the day, Mr. Williams insisted on paying me $200 for my help. I refused, explaining that I was happy to help a friend in need, but he wouldn't hear of it. He was a proud man, and I knew he wouldn't feel right if I didn't accept the money.
Feeling uncomfortable taking money from a grieving friend, I hatched a plan to return it discreetly. I told Mr. Williams that I had found a larger sum of money hidden in books in his office and that I had placed it all in a Bible for safekeeping. This was a lie, fabricated to create a believable reason for him to find the $200 I intended to slip into the Bible before he left. My hope was that he would assume it was his wife's hidden stash and not my returned payment.
Unfortunately, the chaos of packing and Mr. Williams's sudden departure prevented me from sneaking the cash into the Bible. In the flurry of activity, I simply didn't have a chance to slip the money in unnoticed. Since then, I've been trying to get his new address so I could mail him the $200, but I've had no luck. In the meantime, the money completely slipped my mind.
Then, today, I received a shocking message from Mr. Williams accusing me of being a thief, a liar, and a fake Christian. He had looked in the Bible specifically because I had told him about the money, and when he found it empty, he assumed the worst.
I'm devastated by this misunderstanding. I never intended to hurt or deceive Mr. Williams, and I deeply regret the pain I've caused him. I'll see him in July when he's back in town and confess everything, hoping he'll understand my intentions and forgive me.
**TL;DR: A well-intentioned lie about hidden money led to a broken friendship with a grieving veteran. Don't lie, even with good intentions. It can backfire spectacularly.** | tifu | M | 211 | 31 | 0.87 | 1,717,186,431 | 1d550kn | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1d550kn/tifu_by_trying_to_secretly_return_money_to_a/ | story | 11 | 0 | 1 | 214.57 | 20 | 419 | 11,927 |
I’m moving out tomorrow after 3 years of living with my BF, and I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve. | Throwaway because my BF knows my main.
Well, after 3 years of living together (together for 4), I am moving out of my BFs apartment and into my own apartment. I signed the lease yesterday after having a panic attack in the car, and have been cool as a cucumber ever since.
We started having issues in December last year after he did not get me a Christmas Present (literally nothing) because he “couldn’t figure out what to get”. I was hurt. That hurt uprooted a lot of neglect I had been feeling over the past year and a bit once we had gotten comfortable living together.
I had done the groceries, the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, all while going to nursing school full time and working part time as a care aide. I was working 12 hour shifts both day and night, caring for people in their dying moments and then coming home to no food made and my BF being a vegetable on the couch. I made comments and let him know this lack of effort sucked, and there was always a knee jerk reaction of effort that was always short lived. And in the moments I had time to myself he made me feel I was not giving him enough attention. The sex nearly stopped completely, I had been gaining weight from having no time to workout, and I started hating myself. I had stopped being able to give effortlessly to my BF like I used to, the house was a mess, I stopped cooking every night, and only bought the groceries, did my own laundry, and cleaned up after myself (which has continued to present day).
So January rolls around this year and I decide I need there to be permanent change, or I was done. I talked about couples counselling, he was resistive. However, after many conversations, he reluctantly agreed and we went to a few sessions. I took a girls trip in March for a week to give myself an opportunity to have some space, and I came home to flowers and a few home cooked meals, feeling like this truly could be permanent change. Then slowly the effort stopped, he became self centered again. No instance had brought it on,
It was just a continuation of the pattern I had grown all too familiar with.
I talked to him seriously this time, explaining I will leave if things don’t change. He makes effort again, more of the same. The effort lasts for less and less each time until a week ago when I had enough and broke up with him. I had been scouring marketplace looking for a place I could afford and had found the perfect one. Everything felt right. He was heart broken. He said he “never thought you would really leave”. We both cried because there is love for eachother and all of the pieces for things to be amazing were there, but the glue had cracked and dried and couldn’t keep things together anymore.
I’ve spent the past week reliving the good times, as everyone does at the end. We have had moments this week where we have laughed together and there have been apologies from both ends. There have been talks about us continuing to date while living separate and working on things. But I realized today, that no matter what happens, I’m just so happy to be living alone again.
Watching a relationship you thought was forever crumble in front of you is one of the most painful experiences of my life. You throw whatever you can at it, and nothing seems to help. The love is there, the want to make it work is there, but it doesn’t matter. Yet I feel like I have mourned the loss over the past few months, I feel like as much as I am telling myself to be sad, the sad won’t come. I feel like a horrible person watching my BF cry and tell me how much I have hurt him. But I have tried all I can. I have nothing left to give. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 2,033 | 81 | 0.99 | 1,728,710,402 | 1g1t5mi | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1g1t5mi/im_moving_out_tomorrow_after_3_years_of_living/ | drama | 21 | 0 | 1 | 2,093.67 | 5 | 687 | 9,305 |
AITA for leaving my inlaws house with my daughter after she told me she was feeling uncomfortable? |
I M37 have been with my fiancee F37 for 2 years. We're getting married soon, I've only met her family a couple of times. My daughter "Judy" F16 has never met them til very recently where they hosted dinner to celebrate 4th of july and that's when they met her for the first time.
Judy has a visible burnscar on her forehead. It was due to an accident she was in when she was 9. She used tk be incredibly insecure about it. To the point where I was forced to home school her and it was hard trying to deal with and navigate through this rough time. Now she's doing a lot better though some comments can really cause her to become stressed out and anxious. My fiancee knows all that and respects it. Before we went to her parents house I asked her to tell them about Judy and her struggle and get to try and not say anything negative about it or possibly mention it. She said she would guarentee no one will say anything.
We got to the event and they talked to Judy and she slowly warmed up to them. Everything was going well til I was dinner time. My FMIL looked at Judy while she was eating and pointed at her scar. Basically asking questions about it which made Judy lose her appetite and start to get uncomfortable. I kept sending my fiancee and her mom signs to knock it off but to no avail. Finally, FMIL then brought up the wedding and asked my fiancee if it'd be possible to "photoshop" the scar out of any wedding photos that will have Judy in them just in case they distract viewers. I was dumbfounded, fiancee said nothing just stared casually while nodding. I looked at Judy and it was clear this got to her. I leaned closer and asked if she was feeling uncomfortable and that we could leave if the answer was yes. She took her time then nodded and said "yes, I'm feeling uncomfortable right now".I got up and told her to get ready cause we were leaving. My fiancee, her mom and the family started insisting we finish dinner and stay but I refused. I took Judy and got in the car and left before even talking to my fiance.
Obviously, she was pissed. She called an was angry talking about how I disrespected her parents by taking Judy and leaving in the middle of dinnerand not even "saying goodbye", i told her that Judy was feeling uncomfortable with FMILs comments and questions. She said Judy overreacted and is in need to go back to therapy if a simply mention of her scar caused her to react that way. I got tired of arguing and asked her to give us some time but she went on me and said that I have no respect for her and her family and that what I did was irrational and now she won't speak to me til I clear things up with her family after ruining their celebratory dinner. | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 30,478 | 4,189 | 0.97 | 1,657,119,750 | vss2sc | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/vss2sc/aita_for_leaving_my_inlaws_house_with_my_daughter/ | drama | 17 | 1 | 1 | 33,752.66 | 15 | 515 | 5,852 |
TIFU by forgetting I left pills on my coffee table | I, 35m, went to the doctor's about a week and a half ago. He had me on Vitamin D2 because I am very pale and lived through another winter on this earth. But when I went, he took me off the vitamin d. Thing was, I had just picked up a bottle of the little green capsules, and had put them on my coffee table when I was eating. I work away from home, and I have a dog. I have a roommate, and she lets my dog out when I am at work. Today, when I came home, my dog was outside. When I brought her in, I noticed a cap on the couch. She likes chewing on bottle caps because when I bought her I only had enough money for a toy or two, so I would throw her my spent water bottles. Sometimes, I would even put treats in the bottle and she would work to get them out. I stopped giving her bottles when she got her jaw stuck in a wide-mouth bottle (and I kept buying her toys). So, I picked up the cap and didn't realize what it was until I almost threw it away. Then, it hit me, it was a medicine bottle cap. Shit. I found the bottle on the couch, chewed up and without any of the capsules. After, checking with my vet I realized that my dog *might* have ingested about 3 months worth of vitamin d2 for a grown man. Now I am sitting in a emergency vet clinic being told my dog might have toxicosis, and could die.
Tl;DR I forgot I had my medication on my coffee table, now my dog might have liver failure.
Update: just gor home from the vet, they checked her liver and she has to go back in 3 days to get it checked again. She was on the border of toxicity so they are worried about the toxicosis being present. Problem is that with vitaman OD it may take a few days for symptoms to occur. They induced vomiting, and gave her some enriched charcoal to stop her body from absorbing any of the vitamins.
Update 2: went to my regular vet to get her bloodwork to see if her calcium levels were high. Unfortunately they were, so she is currently getting IV treatments to flush her blood. Unfortunately while the IV is working, she still has elevated Calcium, so they have to keep her longer than intended. | tifu | S | 154 | 30 | 0.9 | 1,718,063,885 | 1dd0i6w | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1dd0i6w/tifu_by_forgetting_i_left_pills_on_my_coffee_table/ | story | 10 | 0 | 1 | 168.6 | 23 | 417 | 12,006 |
I think I saved two girls from rape today | Ok so I am just a tiny hit drunk so this whole thing might be a bit hard to understand or whatever. We were out with friends today , I work at a party island that hasn't fully opened yet. So we were drinking I was making friends left and right dancing with every body, I am that dude that has no idea how to dance but dances his ass off. So I was dancing with some girls who were drunk , I didn't care because I liked the dance partners , a weird dude in his 50s was constantly coming up to them, they were 19. When they decided to gk home they were clearly more drunk than before, way toooooooo much. So I said I'll take them since they new the hotel name. Along the way, which took tooooooo long with constant stops, during one of the stops the guy passed buy us, along with 2 of his other friends also in their 50s. He starting to say me to back off, and he will take them home, he "knows them" and starting leading them to a different direction than what Google maps said about their hotel. So I just followed them to make sure their safe. When the girls entered a hotel that had not opened yet, stating that this is their hotel, I stood bybthe door and the guys kept looking at me. When two more of my friends arrived the guys left quickly. We tried to take the girls to their own hotel for about 15 minutes, but they just would not trust us or move at all. I tried to explain them again and again let's get you to your room they wouldn't listen. So we left because we had to go to work, I hope they were safe, at least the weirdos left, they might be cold sleeping at a closed hotel outside but atleast I think they are safe. Wow this was a wild night. I don't know what would have happened if the weirdos were just left to do their thing, I hope the girls are safe, I wish I could have done more, but they just wouldn't listen or follow.
| TrueOffMyChest | null | 14 | 2 | 0.85 | 1,746,670,388 | 1khf3ut | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1khf3ut/i_think_i_saved_two_girls_from_rape_today/ | story | 9 | 0 | 1 | 13.9 | 2 | 370 | 8,456 |
I publicly doxxed someone for saying they're going to kill cats | I have never doxxed someone. I never even considered posting someone's address or really even making a public shaming post. I did both today and am absolutely fine with my decision, even hours later. Here's the story:
I saw a post complaining about someone feeding feral cats because they pooped in her yard and brought fleas. For the record, we live in a community with lots of big trees, birds, cats, squirrels, raccoons, snakes, etc. We also flood regularly, twice in the past 2 weeks. The feral cats aren't the only source of fleas. Everyone I know just sprays using Cutter, it's kills the fleas and the mosquitos, win-win. Someone offered solutions, like lattice under the house or pepper around the yard. Someone else offered to come and relocate the cats. The poster ignored all the helpful comments and engaged with someone about poisoning the cats with rat poison. He also offered to bring his dog over so the dog could kill the cats. I warned her multiple times that harming cats is illegal and deplorable. She told me basically to shut up, she hasn't killed or harmed them YET, besides shooting them with a pellet gun. That was it for me. I called animal control, reported them to the police, and then made posted in ALL the local groups screenshots. I didn't have to say much, the pictures said it all. From there it has devolved into a public shaming like no other. Her daughter tried to defend her and had to dirty delete all her comments. There's no excuse for killing feral cats. Apparently I'm part of the "don't fuck with cats" crowd. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 185 | 20 | 0.93 | 1,745,619,145 | 1k7xelu | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1k7xelu/i_publicly_doxxed_someone_for_saying_theyre_going/ | drama | 11 | 0 | 1 | 192.05 | 22 | 275 | 7,969 |
TIFU by making my husband a gloryhole | Okay so this wasn’t today but it was this week. We are remodeling our bathroom and have an insane amount of cardboard from the bathtub and surround. Well anyway…
My husband told me years ago before we were married that he had a gloryhole fantasy. Well I never ever forgot that and have been trying to find ways to bring this to life since then. Anyway, I decided to take one of the very large cardboard boxes that would entirely block off the doorway to a room and cut a hole through it and wrote on it “your dick here” and “use me”, and “slut inside”. Then when he came home I hid behind it and ya know… did what one does!!
It was a huge hit and he absolutely loved it. He couldn’t believe I remembered this.
So how did I fuck up one might ask? Well I didn’t wait to make sure the remodel was complete and that we were 100% going to keep this tub. And turns out, it didn’t work for our space. We had to take this item BACK TO THE STORE.
So my father in law was like “yeah where is the cardboard we gotta package this back up so they will take it back” and I’m like “……………….” Knowing full well if he sees this cardboard he will 100% know what I did… and so would all the Lowe’s employees… I AM HUMILIATED.
Edited to add: We did successfully return the item without the intact box. Half the box was perfectly fine and in the garage still while the other half I cut away any evidence and covered my writing with sharpie and an abundance of brown packing tape. Just took a little creativity and ingenuity lmao
TL;DR Moral of the story. Make sure you are 100% keeping the product before you get cute and cut holes in a large cardboard box to create a gloryhole for your significant other. | tifu | S | 18,636 | 373 | 0.95 | 1,733,620,963 | 1h97ifk | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1h97ifk/tifu_by_making_my_husband_a_gloryhole/ | story | 7 | 0 | 1 | 18,077.2 | 1 | 327 | 13,052 |
Need your advice! Am I in a healthy relationship? F30 M28. Dating for almost a year but have been fighting a lot. |
I love my boyfriend. He is funny, caring, and loves his family, which makes me love him more.
A little about me - an overly sensitive and anxious person in general with low self-esteem.
Although I love my boyfriend, I am finding myself in situations where I have been crying and getting severe panic and anxiety attacks over my relationship. For the most part everything feels great but when we fight it quickly turns ugly because he tends to make expressions of visible contempt on his face, he focuses more on winning the argument than understanding what I'm trying to express. He raises his voice sometimes and there have been instances where he clenches his fist, murmurs to himself and abuses or says stuff like 'fuck this',he sometimes points his finger at me aggressively, and last night he threw a blanket on the bed next to me angrily while we just cooling off after an argument that wasn't even that serious.
These behaviors scare me and put me in a fight or flight. My heart rate increases, and I feel like absolute shit.
The second I start crying, he calms down almost instantly and gives me a lot of love and care and apologizes and basically does everything he can to bring me back to normal.
He jokes a lot, that's his personality and sometimes I don't like the jokes and feel bad (for example, he has joked about me not acting feminine or like a lady, or gets upset if we lose a game we're playing together) and he gets upset that I'm upset and goes on about how I should learn to take a joke as a joke.
He does compliment me often and makes me feel good about myself with his words and actions.
I am really lost and unsure of my feelings.. When things are good, I feel safe and in love with this man, but when we fight, i feel emotionally unsafe and unloved.
Is this relationship healthy? I know I have a lot of work to do on myself too..get a thicker skin and love myself. But is his behavior normal? And can this relationship truly survive? I am scared because i want to marry this guy, but I don't want us to ignore any major flags of why we shouldn't be together. Please help!!
Tl;dr - having doubts about how healthy our relationship is due to fights and communication issues. | relationships | null | 5 | 36 | 0.78 | 1,746,352,934 | 1kegber | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1kegber/need_your_advice_am_i_in_a_healthy_relationship/ | advice | 22 | 1 | 1 | 39.9 | 10 | 407 | 563 |
I [31f] impulsively accused my husband [32m] of 2 years of infidelity and now we both feel awful. | I recently accused my husband of being unfaithful to me and deeply regret it.
He travels for work a few times a year and I always become jealous when he does. My mind immediately goes to him cheating on me when he travels even if his behavior and attitude tells me he’s not. We’re also trying for a baby right now and last time he traveled we had been trying for 3 months and I was getting impatient that we hadn’t had a child (yes, I know it’s too soon to get impatient).
So, I don’t know, that frustration plus him going on a 2-week trip made me go crazy and I was SURE that he was cheating on me. When he came back it was 2 days before my window and I told him we should try tonight, but he was tired and said we should try the next morning since I was likely not ovulating yet anyway.
That made me crazy jealous and paranoid and I accused him of cheating on me and that’s why he didn’t want me. He was completely confused and hurt and tried to reassure me that it wasn’t true but I was mad and didn’t listen. We slept apart that night. I thought things through at night and realized that I was being unfair to him. I apologized in the morning but he’s been distant and hurt for the past few days.
I don’t know what to do. I feel like I messed up. Neither of us had ever accused each other or infidelity and I feel like I crossed a line that’s really hard to come back from. I feel like I seriously messed up.
How do I work this out with my husband?
**tl;dr:** My husband and I are trying for a baby. The combination of my frustration for having conceived yet plus feeling jealous when my husband travels for work led me to accuse him of infidelity. I’ve thought things through and I feel I was very unfair to him. He’s been distant for days after that and I don’t know what to do. How do I work this out with him? | relationships | null | 53 | 106 | 0.6 | 1,730,133,648 | 1ge6p7b | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1ge6p7b/i_31f_impulsively_accused_my_husband_32m_of_2/ | drama | 18 | 0 | 1 | 137.8 | 16 | 362 | 1,905 |
AITA for not accepting my sister's relationship with my ex despite her having cancer as a teenager? | My (25F) father married my step-sister's (23F) mother when I was 4 and she was 3. We've lived together most of our lives and are a family. She and I were extremely close.
She developed cancer when she was 14 and was sick for about 2 years. She's since made a full recovery. During that time, my parents became understandably over-protective. They also asked a lot of me. I quit my extracurriculars so I could get a job (the money went towards her medical bills) and so I could drive her to appointments. I didn't go to dances and any fun activities I did needed to include her. I did almost all of this willingly, the exception being having to quit my high school volleyball team - I did throw a bit of a tantrum about that, but was swiftly punished. And I think having one emotional breakdown was pretty chill given the circumstances.
Anyhow, I go to college and meet my ex, we'll call him Ben, when I'm a junior. We fall in love, blah blah blah. He and I move in together when we graduate, so we've been living together for about 3 years. We were serious until July when I walked into my bedroom and saw him fucking my sister.
I broke it off, tears were shed, he moved out, etc. My sister apologized at first but then backed off. I thought she was giving me space but last week she called and asked if we could meet up. She told me that she and Ben were in love and were just telling me as a courtesy before they started posting photos online. Distraught, I left her in the restaurant by herself and did not pay my portion of the bill. She later venmo'ed me asking for the money.
She told my parents who then called me to their house, telling me how disappointed in me they are for not supporting my sister's relationship with Ben. They brought up the fact that because she had cancer as a teenager, she never learned proper social etiquette, and has a hard time meeting people. I don't buy this, in part because I've seen her socialize just fine and since we spent a good chunk of the time she was sick together, that would also mean that I should have bad social skills as well, by that logic. They then told me that if I don't accept my sister and Ben's relationship, they may have to go no contact with me. I reminded them that I'm also their daughter and they should understand my point of view, but they are adamant that this is about me being jealous of her.
For the record: I'm not jealous of her. I'm not upset that Ben picked her over me. I'm sad about the end of the relationship and do feel betrayed, but lord knows that I don't want to be with a cheater. What I'm upset about is the fact that my sister chose Ben over me. That she slept with Ben knowing he and I were in a long-term, committed relationship, and continues to be with him knowing how much it hurts me.
Now no one in my immediate family is talking to me and I'm getting messages from aunts and uncles and cousins telling me that I'm an asshole and a selfish bitch.
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Edit: Thank you everyone so much for your comments. This has gotten more attention than I expected and am having trouble keeping up, so if I don't say thank you, then thank you. I've been given a lot of food for thought. TBH, while I've had moments where I've been resentful or upset about my teenage years, I've always thought that I did the right thing for my sister and for my family. And that time wasn't all miserable; I was very close to my sister and we made things as fun as we could. But I didn't think of it as an abdication of my parent's responsibilities or that they were doing wrong by me, which many of you pointed out. I definitely have a lot to think about.
Thank you again for making me feel less crazy about all of this!
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UPDATE: Sometimes you can only laugh. Just got off of the phone with my cousin who saw this post and said he could explain a few things. I asked him why he was on Reddit instead of school, he asked me why I was on Reddit instead of work, and I said touché. He told me that after my conversation with my mom, she went to his house and talked to my aunt. And here's the deal:
Turns out my sister is not only in a relationship with Ben but **FOUR MONTHS PREGNANT**. Which means she and Ben were fucking for longer than I had even guessed. Apparently my parents are so adamant that I forgive her because I'm already ruining their experience of their first grandchild. That's right, I'm less important than my stepmom posting ultrasounds to Facebook. This is where we're at.
Anyhow, I called out of work sick the rest of the day and am going to drink a lot of alcohol. Like, a lot of alcohol. And then start thinking about what the fuck I'm going to do. | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 37,451 | 3,545 | 0.98 | 1,632,837,961 | px753o | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/px753o/aita_for_not_accepting_my_sisters_relationship/ | drama | 17 | 1 | 1 | 40,246.98 | 14 | 892 | 5,674 |
AITA for not changing my sisters in laws car oil | I (35m) like to work on cars, and like to do all my own maintenance. Well obviously with that comes family that wants you to work on their car. Recently my sister in law (23f) asked me to do her oil change. I had never done one on this car so I said I would look it up and get back to her. I have done a bit of work in the past on her older cars(never charge I just like working on cars). Well I look up how to do an oil change on this car, look up the recommended oil and everything needed for the oil change, and sent it over to her, and tell her she can come over Saturday and I’ll do it. Well she just leaves me on read, and doesn’t reply.
2 weeks later or so don’t really remember it was a good bit of time. She texts me asking me if I’m available to do the oil change. Well what do I do? Leave her on read haha. I was gonna text her when I got time to do it. Well fast forward to today and my wife(35) asks me if I’ll do her sisters oil. I said no because I did that research, told her when I could do it, and she ignored me so I ignored her until I was ready. She then said well she said she bought all the stuff and made and appointment with someone and when she got there they said they couldn’t do it. So I spent that time looking into it for her to get someone else to do it, and now I’m the fall back? So I said definitely not now. Then she called me petty for ignoring her because she ignored me, and said “she’s only 23”, “she’s still a kid”, mind you she has a boyfriend, a child, and a “business”.
So am I petty(an asshole) for ignoring her and not doing her oil?
| AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 168 | 70 | 0.94 | 1,747,501,520 | 1koxv03 | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1koxv03/aita_for_not_changing_my_sisters_in_laws_car_oil/ | drama | 10 | 0 | 1 | 227.92 | 17 | 332 | 4,105 |
I've never felt so happy | I wanted to just drop this somewhere away from the eyes of my (now) gf. Back in Sep last year I was broken up with over the phone because my ex felt like she wanted the 'uni experience'. Fast forward to now I have found someone who could not be more different from my ex. She loves motorbikes, loves F1, has the **exact same car** as me and is tall. She's energetic and so so so positive about everything. The last 3 weeks have felt like months, and even though I went into this with the intention of taking things slow, building a stable foundation: 2-4 dates a week later and going from nothing to something has been a breath of fresh air.
I hope one day I can show this to her in a few years and just say, thank you for bringing me back to life, I enjoyed these last few weeks so much, god knows what lies in front. I hope to all that exists we last - she's perfect...
Thanks for reading
Edit: grammatical errors
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Husband accusing me of things I didn’t do | My (30 F) husband (30 M) has been accusing me of things I didn't do on and off our whole relationship and marriage. We've been together for almost 8 years total and married for 5 and have 2 kids together, 7F and 4F. At first I thought that he was just a skeptical person and thought that eventually he would realize he could trust me, especially after we got off drugs. I thought that was causing it too. At some points it felt like he was actually starting to then he would blow up out of no where. It has never truly gotten better.
Things he accuses me of range from cheating, lying, manipulating, sneaking people in the house, messing with his tools, stealing his weed. We have a security camera at our doorbell, by our garage, and in our backyard. This surprisingly does nothing to help his paranoia because he accuses me of deleting videos off that too. I have asked him to get cameras on the inside of the house too so that he can check in while he's at work. I'm just trying to help him feel more comfortable. He said I would "mess with" those too so it's a waste of money in his eyes. Ive never cheated on him. I don't want to and with 2 kids and me working from home, I would never have the time to. I mostly get grocery orders so I don't leave the house that often. He has my location and it's on 24/7. Our house will creak at night and he has said before that I have hidden someone in the attic. I told him to go check if he really feels that way. A window screen looked a little out of place and he said someone must have snuck in the window. It was right by our backyard security camera. It was the window to our daughters room. He asked her if someone came through the window and she said no. He then said to me that I must have made her lie for me. About the weed, I told him if he really thinks I'm stealing it then to weigh his jar every time before and after he loads a bowl and take a picture of it on his phone so that there will be no confusion. He smokes a lot so I think that he doesn't realize how much he goes through sometimes. He has stated that my vaginal discharge is someone else's cum. I told him that all women have vaginal discharge and honestly it looks nothing like cum. It's all very hurtful and makes me feel horrible he thinks this way about me. I feel like this is almost abuse. I haven't done any of these things and I never would. I'm done pretending like things are going to be okay eventually. I don't know how I'm going to live like this the rest of my life. I've tried going to therapy with him and he says we can't afford it and he's tried meds but it didn't work so he is unwilling to try anything else. I guess I'm just looking for advice to see if anyone else has gone through anything similar.
TL;DR my husband has chronic trust issues and thinks horribly of me yet still claims to love me. I don't know what to do and I'm seeking advice from Reddit. | relationships | null | 134 | 108 | 0.94 | 1,720,014,472 | 1duese0 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1duese0/husband_accusing_me_of_things_i_didnt_do/ | advice | 8 | 0 | 1 | 233.96 | 13 | 571 | 1,576 |
AITA for leaving dinner with my parents after they called my girlfriend disgusting? | Hi, I've been a lurker for a bit on this account, but I now have a situation I need to know if I'm wrong about.
So, I (32F) have been dating my girlfriend I'll call Ruby (48F) for around 10 months. Yes, I'm well aware of our age gap. I'm a fully grown woman. I can make my own choices. Ruby treats me well, and she's been the first in a long string of shitty exes to do so. She is honestly an absolute angel.
For some context, me and my parents (67F and 65M) have never been close, as they honestly didn't really give a shit about me when I was a kid. I was always being handed off to nannies and ignored when I would try to play with them. They would always leave me behind with said nannies when they went on business trips and vacations, and then when I got older, they would just leave me all alone. It was a shitty way to grow up, but I've moved on from it. I can't let my childhood define my entire life. Once I moved out, we rarely talked besides holidays and birthdays.
Anyways, in the past couple years, my parents have started reaching out more and trying to connect. I was a little weary at first, as I thought maybe they wanted something from me, but after feeling them out for a bit, I think they just feel bad for how they ignored me when I was young. I slowly started letting them into my life, and a few months ago, told them about Ruby. They immediately jumped into telling me how I'm too young to be dating someone so old and so on and so forth. I shut that down immediately. I told them they don't get to say stuff like that to me, ever. They can support me after all the stuff they pulled, or go away. That seemed to shut them up.
Fast forward to last night, me, Ruby, and my parents all had dinner together. It was their first time meeting her. It was going smoothly up until Ruby pecked me on the lips before going to the bathroom. The second she was out of earshot, my mom just blurted out something like (I can't exactly remember) "Ruby absolutely disgusts us. She's disgusting."
I didn't say anything, but I was just so stunned as they both started trying to explain that they can't accept this relationship or some bullshit. I barely remember, all I could hear was static. I flagged down our waitress, told my parents that we're leaving, and paid the bill as we all sat in awkward silence (I guess they didn't want to embarrass themselves in front of the waitress? I don't even know). By then Ruby was back, and she was totally confused.
I explained everything in the cab home, and I honestly started tearing up a bit. I was finally starting to think I actually had parents, but then they go and say shit like that. Ruby was pretty shocked and comforted me.
Now, my parents have been calling and texting me, scolding me for leaving like that, and saying that they just want me to date someone right for me. They even looped a couple aunts and uncles in (who never even really gave a damn about me ever) and have them telling me to answer my parents and apologize. Just need to know, was I wrong? | AmItheAsshole | null | 1,362 | 234 | 0.93 | 1,747,682,892 | 1kqkqeg | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1kqkqeg/aita_for_leaving_dinner_with_my_parents_after/ | drama | 13 | 1 | 1 | 1,500.66 | 19 | 581 | 2,864 |
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Recently found out the my (32F) ex-husband (39M) abused our dogs | **TL;DR**
In March 2025, I (32F) learned my ex-husband (39M), who took our three dogs after our 2021 separation, had been severely neglecting them. One was found emaciated during my ex-husband's eviction. I rescued all three and placed them in safe homes. My ex-husband has been charged with animal neglect but is dodging court and "traveling." I'm heartbroken and furious.
**LONG STORY** \---
Back in March, I found out that my (32F) ex-husband (39M) abused our three dogs that he was supposed to be taking care of. When we separated in September of 2021, he requested "custody" of the dogs in our separation agreement. After our separation, I continued to check in on the dogs, and everything seemed to be fine - he was feeding them and taking care of them. After our divorce in September of 2022, I didn't speak to him as I was finally moving on with my life.
Fast forward to March 2025 - I get a missed call from animal control and several text alerts that all three of our dogs' microchips had been scanned. I thought maybe the dogs had gotten loose, so I called animal control back. Turns out that the dogs were confiscated during an eviction. During the call, I clarified that my ex-husband was responsible for the dogs and complied with identifying each dog via description. To confirm their identities, a police officer texted me pictures of the dogs. He warned me that two were in decent condition, but that one was in extremely bad shape. I prepared myself for the worst, but whenever I received the pictures, I was astonished. My sweet dogs, who we rescued as puppies, looked sad and scared. The largest dog was emaciated - for reference, he previously weighed 93 pounds and was 36 pounds at his intake into animal control.
In my state of shock, I completely broke down crying. I had to save my babies, but could not take in three dogs as I had 2 cats and 1 dog and lived in a townhome at the time. I broke each dog out of "jail" starting with my emaciated dog. My current angel of a husband (32M) and I took him to the emergency vet where we were originally quoted over $4000 to help him. Fortunately, my mom was able to assist us, and his ultimate vet care ended up only being $1600. He was diagnosed with emaciation/starvation, worms, demodex mites, and an ear infection. He was losing hair, had sores all over his body, his skinned was cracked, oozing, and bleeding. He would also need to be fed small meals every 3 hours to start gaining weight and would need to come back to the vet for regular checkups. Fortunately, my dad offered to foster this dog since my he is retired and had the time to devote to the dogs rehabilitation.
The next day, I broke another dog out of "jail" so he could go to his new home - far away from my ex-husband. Then the last dog was broken out of "jail" the day after that to go live with a foster to treat his seizures so he could be transported for adoption. It broke my heart to give up my dogs after already having to give them up during my divorce, but I know that they are all in such better, loving homes.
As for my piece of shit ex-husband - he was charged with animal neglect. In our state, he could face up to one year in jail. However, on his court date in April, he decided that he wanted a public defender thus pushing his court date to god only knows when. He's now "traveling" for work according to his Facebook. My family and his family, who I am still friendly with, think (a) he's convinced he's going to get jail time or (b) he's avoiding the courts hoping they will forget and not prosecute him.
I'm still so pissed and angry at him and sad about my dogs. I still cry over them, especially my dog who was basically 1/3 of his body weight. The officers strongly believe that my ex-husband left this dog in a crate upwards of 12 hours a day. Neighbors claim they saw the two other dogs, but never this dog. My ex-husband even had the audacity to say that the dog was so underweight because of a skin condition, which vets confirmed was bullshit. What happened to this dog was clear neglect. | TrueOffMyChest | CONTENT WARNING: ANIMAL ABUSE | 37 | 10 | 0.93 | 1,747,186,419 | 1km39az | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1km39az/recently_found_out_the_my_32f_exhusband_39m/ | drama | 11 | 0 | 1 | 44.41 | 1 | 751 | 6,921 |
I locked myself in my room all weekend with a shotgun | I have been going through a severe depression all summer. I'm in an okay spot in life but I'm not where I want to be or where I thought I should be. Due to a culmination of events I spent the weekend locked in my room with a shotgun. Loaded with 3 slugs. I told myself when I left that room I would be moving onto a new phase.
I've been suicidal for months and this was my way of dealing with those thoughts. For 48 hours I cried and sat with myself and kept looking at that shotgun. I figured if I finally killed myself I had it coming. If I didn't and I walked out of that room Monday morning I was going to actually live my life again.
So here I am. Paid some outstanding debt this morning. Eating healthy. About to go for a walk. Workout. Start job hunting and get some career development lined up as well as I reached out to some friends I haven't seen in months to make plans this week.
I'm going to make it. I'm going to be okay. I can't tell anyone irl how I spent my weekend. No one will understand, probably rightfully, that I almost bit the end of that gun this weekend. But I'm here. And I discovered over the course of the weekend I was really scared to die and I didn't want to end it all. So cheers everyone. I survived a brush with death.
Edit: Wow Ive just been trying to keep checking things off my to do list to keep moving. Thank everyone for all the well wishes. I can't read all these messages. Most are very supportive so thank you ❤️. I can't tell anyone, they would understandably worry and freak out. I am removing the shotgun and giving to my dad for now, no questions. I know it's not going to be an easy road but I'm doing my best to capitalize on this feeling and setting up a routine and friends and family to be around me more often so I'm not alone. Thank you ❤️
Edit 2: Again thank you all for the well wishes. I realize this isn't the best way to deal with it. I'm hoping it works for me. The gun is gone. If any of you are struggling please reach out to the resources available to you. Nights are rough but I'm going to make it. I'm just going to do more good things and less bad things. That's the simplified version but it's the honest truth. I'm struggling, and I'm struggling to admit I'm struggling to myself. It's all a part of this convoluted party we're all in. Much love. Live long and prosper. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 12,018 | 602 | 0.92 | 1,628,515,157 | p11ats | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/p11ats/i_locked_myself_in_my_room_all_weekend_with_a/ | confession | 11 | 0 | 1 | 11,658.56 | 13 | 461 | 10,444 |
My husband is a child in a grown ups body. Woke me up while I was desperately trying to get one more hour of sleep to scream about who ate the protein bars his mom bought him. | I was trying to sleep this morning. I have insomnia and have been under an incredible amount of stress lately. So much stress that I didn’t even get my period this month. This man busts in the room where I was getting one more hour of sleep and wants to know where all the protein bars his mom ordered him are. Well, I ate one box, and there’s another box in the kitchen. That’s not good enough for him. He said I was “stingy” and that I’m getting “wider.” Like trying to shame me for eating protein bars his mom sent? He lives in my house, I own the car, the pets are mine, he lives a sweet life. I earn three times what he makes, and now we are trying to get pregnant. And the sleep, which is something I desperately need, doesn’t seem to matter to him at all. So now I get to work all day on four hours of sleep and I have an interview I was going to prep for and I know with this little sleep, I’m never going to be able to more than the bare minimum of work meetings. I have a meeting with my career coach this evening, I won’t be prepared to do a mock interview. I am so pissed. This man is ruining my life like an inside job. Then he fucking goes back to bed because he’s off work today. My body is exhausted, my back hurts, and now apparently I’m getting fat from protein bars.
Update: we WERE pregnant it turns out (doc called back), found out this morning. Then started miscarrying almost immediately after finding out. Sorry I haven’t been responding much. I am feeling pretty dazed at the moment. Thank you all so much for the perspective. I’m going to bed. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 8,891 | 1,497 | 0.92 | 1,727,355,621 | 1fpvlje | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1fpvlje/my_husband_is_a_child_in_a_grown_ups_body_woke_me/ | drama | 37 | 0 | 1 | 9,676.72 | 13 | 306 | 8,694 |
AITA For not giving up my spot in the bathroom line for small children? | The other day, I (33f) went to a farmers market at a local park. I have a very weak bladder, so as soon as I felt like I might have to go, I went to the bathroom, which had an extremely long line. By the time I made it so I'd be up next, I really had to go, it was an emergency. Out of the corner of my eye I see a mom and her two small children, probably ranging from 2-4 squeezing past everyone to get to the front of the line. As she comes up to me, a stall opens and it's my turn. She tries to get my attention to skip me, but I ignore her and go do my business, barely making it. When I come out and wash my hands, she comes out the next stall and gives me dirty looks and makes a show of having her kids thank the ladies who let her skip the line, causing other people to give me dirty looks. My brother took my side, but one of my friends said that I could have used the empty men's restroom if it was that bad of an emergency for me, AITA? | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 4,545 | 764 | 0.96 | 1,722,945,236 | 1elfs1e | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1elfs1e/aita_for_not_giving_up_my_spot_in_the_bathroom/ | drama | 14 | 1 | 1 | 5,127.2 | 11 | 203 | 5,513 |
My boyfriend refuses to go to therapy with his issues. Help? | Hello reddit, this is a very weird situation so I’ll try to tell it as simply as possible:
Note: english is not my first language, so sorry for all the errors and mistakes
Background: I 20F and my boyfriend 20M have been dating for four years now, and living together for 1,5 years. I’ve had quite a share of trauma in life, which led to me starting therapy when I was about 15 years old, and I still go weekly to this day. I am autistic and have had an OCD diagnosis for a few years, but it’s medicated and quite well controlled nowadays.
My boyfriend however was raised by a therapist mom and a nonchalant father, which made his whole childhood and teenage years to be full of questions after questions after questions about his feelings. The thing is, his mom never did the questioning thing correctly, so every time my boyfriend would show any type of emotion ever, she would bombard him with questions like ”Are you anxious? Are you suicidal? Are you feeling mad at me?” Like in EVERY situation possible. So many times when she would ask him to even do a simple chore and he would say ”I’ll do it in a second” or something, she never just let it be and had to question his every feeling and motivation for anything.
This worked maybe when he was younger and learning to identify his emotions, but when he became a teenager and maybe didn’t want to tell everything to his parents, he just learnt to shut the emotions down, bottle them up and then burst them out in anger at some point.
Because of this he doesn’t want to show nearly any emotion with his parents, and even loving gestures, touches or words aren’t okay to show from me when we are with his parents. When we are with my parents, we both show eachother normal love like we would do at home or anywhere really, so it’s not just that he doesn’t want others to see.
Anyway, he had a mental health crisis when he was about seventeen, and I helped him along with his parents getting him some therapy, but only for a few months. I don’t know what he talked about with the therapist, but I feel like it was not a right fit for him, as he just stopped going and said he didn’t need it anymore.
When we moved in together I thought he would be less anxious about things and would consider getting to therapy again, but he says therapy doesn’t help and it isn’t about finding the right therapist, as according to him anyone can do the same thing and all just ask stupid questions.
After this he developed a sarcastic coping mechanism to questions about himself, because he is still clearly uncomfortable with anything to do with his mom and especially her questionings. So a normal conversation between the two of us would be like:
Me: How was work today?
Him: Same as always
Me: What did you get to do
Him: Change diapers to our cats
This is a really bad example, but he avoids answering any questions whatsoever, even if it is about what we are having for dinner or what his favourite colour would be.
We have had some issues in our relationship, mostly because I get jealous easily, and he used to get really anxious about me getting in a car crash or something when I was at school or with friends or anything. When we have these kind of issues, I sometimes recommend couple’s therapy, as in our country you can get it for free. He says he doesn’t want to, because he doesn’t want some random to know about our private problems, even if they are normal relationship things.
I also recommended him just normal therapy, because I think he really needs to work on his emotional side and work things out about his parents.
So, how do I get him to work on his issues, when he says there are no problems and that therapists are useless?
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TL;DR: My boyfriend doesn’t want to go to therapy because of his issues with his mom. | relationships | null | 0 | 4 | 0.5 | 1,747,652,721 | 1kq8ws4 | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/1kq8ws4/my_boyfriend_refuses_to_go_to_therapy_with_his/ | advice | 11 | 1 | 1 | 4 | 11 | 704 | 79 |
I find it tiring to plan a meeting with my friends. | My friends, A(F19), B(M18), C(M21) and I (F19) have been meeting regularly since the end of April to grill and play games. Since we last met at C's and A doesn't have a grill, I agreed to host the meeting and it's super exhausting trying to find common ground with everyone, but it's all about dessert.
I'm a vegetarian myself, but that's never been a problem because there's always something for me or I take my own food with me. C is very sweet and rarely eats fruit or vegetables, but so far it hasn't been a problem. Now to the actual problem:
Since I'm hosting the meeting, I wanted to make dessert for everyone, A really wants a fruit salad, but C doesn't like fruit. I told them to coordinate and find a common option themselves because I want everyone to be able to eat it, otherwise my effort would be in vain. The others shouldn't take anything with them either (except things to grill so I can save money), since I agreed to do everything. However, A doesn't want to let go of the fruit salad idea, even though I've said several times that they should find something that everyone likes. There are enough dessert ideas that I'll probably find something that everyone will like.
When B suggested that we make waffles with different toppings, everyone was silent. Everyone wants to push their own idea and no one except C really wants to have a productive discussion. I'm tired of it and I'm thinking about whether I should just leave dessert alone. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 1 | 0 | 0.99 | 1,747,143,749 | 1klm9c5 | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1klm9c5/i_find_it_tiring_to_plan_a_meeting_with_my_friends/ | drama | 11 | 0 | 1 | 0.99 | 13 | 264 | 7,628 |
AITA for asking my friend to call in sick to work? | Back in April I reserved a cottage getaway weekend in June for me and friends. This is a family friend’s house and he is letting me stay there for free even though he normally rents it out as an AirBnB. It is a nice house and my friends were all very excited to go and thanked me for reserving it. All I asked was that they book time off work (Friday to Sunday) for that weekend as I wanted to drive up Friday morning. Keep in mind I told them this two months in advance and everyone agreed on the weekend I reserved. The cottage is also a 3 hour drive away from where we live so it makes sense that we are all going to drive together. There are four of us (including myself) driving from city #1 and then our fifth friend is driving by herself from city #2. The plan was to have two cars total driving there (one from city #1 and one from city #2) because the cottage only has two parking spots.
Today my friend Kate (one of the four from city #1) told me that she is unable to get the Friday off work. We are currently one month away from the trip date. She does not want to even ask for time off because she recently took two weeks off due to a concussion. However, her work is very forgiving and would probably grant her the Friday off if she asked for it. I told her that she needs to get it off because I don’t want to leave Friday evening and drive 3 hours just to spend only one full day at the cottage. She thought I was being unreasonable.
I then offered that we could all leave at 6am Friday and arrive at the cottage by 9am (before she starts work). Because she works remotely she could do her work at the cottage. Keep in mind the cottage is actually a house and has wifi and everything. However, she refused this suggestion because she “doesn’t want to bring her work computer to the cottage”
Now, everyone is going to be forced to leave after 5pm on Friday instead of in the morning like I originally planned. Friend #1 is also mad because I keep bugging her about getting the day off or even calling in sick. Am I the asshole for asking her to do this?
Edit: Kate can not drive up by herself later because we are already taking two cars (my car driving from city #1 and the fifth friend has to drive herself from city #2). We can only have two cars there because there is no road parking and the driveway only fits two cars | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 37 | 88 | 0.75 | 1,747,254,735 | 1kmppl4 | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1kmppl4/aita_for_asking_my_friend_to_call_in_sick_to_work/ | drama | 11 | 1 | 1 | 115.75 | 20 | 459 | 4,429 |
[24F] My BF [25M] of 3 years cheated on me with my mum [52F] | I'm sorry if this is jumbled, I'm on my phone and in total shock right now.
I'm an only child that was bought up by my mum alone (my dad left before I was born). I love (well, loved) my mum to bits, she's done so much for me and sacrificed everything so I could have a good education and a happy life. I met my boyfriend when we were in university. We're both each other's first everything - first kiss, first sexual experience, first relationship. I love (again; well, loved) him with all my heart. I truly believed we would be together forever. We moved in together two years ago and our relationship has been practically perfect since then. We never fight, and he makes me feel like a princess everytime I'm with him.
This morning he woke up and went to have a shower. He left his phone on the bedside table, and when it vibrated I simply picked it up to check what the notifcation was for (I wasn't snooping, it was just habit to check it out when the sound went off). I honestly did not believe what I was reading. It was a text from MY mum saying something along the lines of: "I hope your morning wood is as good as your afternoon wood ;)." Obviously I freaked out and went into his phone (I know his pin code). They had been basically sexting for around a fortnight. Pics, stories of what they'd "do to each other", and worst of all reflection on an afternoon they spent together. I honestly can't remember what the texts specifically said, once I read them I locked his phone and bolted downstairs into our other bathroom. I pretty much just sat in the shower and sobbed until he left for work. Once he did, I threw on some clothes, grabbed my phone, purse, etc, and drove to a quiet nearby park - which is where I am now bawling my eyes out.
I have no idea what to do. These were the two most important people in my life. I have pretty much no friends here. All of my extended family live overseas. I'm so heartbroken. Please help me.
tl;dr - found texts that suggested my bf had sex with my own mum, i dont know what to do now
| relationships | ◉ Locked Post ◉ | 3,201 | 329 | 0.92 | 1,439,640,255 | 3h37bz | https://www.reddit.com/r/relationships/comments/3h37bz/24f_my_bf_25m_of_3_years_cheated_on_me_with_my/ | drama | 14 | 0 | 1 | 3,273.92 | 12 | 392 | 2,372 |
TIFU by suffering from premature congratulations | This happened a week ago and I'm finally thinking about this without cursing myself.
So, about a week ago my new neighbour called me because we were supposed to go to a colony meeting together.
About an hour before we were supposed to leave she calls me to tell me that she won't be able to come. I said okay then asked if everything is okay. She said, "Yeah. I did a pregnancy test this morning and it was positive-"
And this is where I went "congratulations!!!!" before letting her complete her sentence.
She went, "Yeah...no. I actually had a miscarriage few hours later."
My brain froze in horror and guilt. I have lost count the number of times I said sorry to hear that day.
She says it's not a big deal, but everytime I put myself in her shoes I feel worse.
It's been over a week and this still makes me wince.
TL;DR Congratulaed neighbour on conceiving before letting her finish that she had instead suffered a miscarriage. | tifu | S | 246 | 35 | 0.9 | 1,725,535,327 | 1f9jz72 | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1f9jz72/tifu_by_suffering_from_premature_congratulations/ | drama | 6 | 0 | 1 | 256.4 | 11 | 171 | 11,881 |
I want my fiance to decline his friend's wedding invitation | Hello all. My fiance (M27) and I (F25) are getting married in less than 5 months. His friend (M27) is getting married in August. My fiance is a groomsmen. The friend who is getting married is a groomsmen in our wedding too. They've known each other since middle school.
We got the official invite and RSVP in the mail last week and were surprised to see I wasn't invited. My fiance texted his friend to ask if I was invited and he said something along the lines of having limited space and having to make "hard decisions" on who to invite.
In my experience you ALWAYS invite the spouses/committed partners of the members of your wedding party. Also, out of their 6 groomsmen only me and one other partner of a groomsmen aren't invited. So they invited ALL other groomsmen partners except for me and someone else.
I've never been close to this friend or his soon to be wife because of political and religious differences but we have always been kind and respectful of each other. The soon to be wife didn't like the posts I was making on Instagram but she only messaged me once about it so I didn't think it was a big deal. She's conservative, rich, and super Christian if that gives any additional context. The other partner of a groomsmen not invited was a man (the groomsmen is gay and they didn't invite his partner). I don't think that was a coincidence...
Additional context: The total wedding guest count is rumored to be 53 guests so very small. One groomsmen who gets to bring his fiance lives out of state from us so they've only met his partner once while we've hung out many times. Our wedding is only 65 guests and we made sure to have space for everyone's partners for ALL guests.
I know it's not rational but I want my fiance to decline their invitation because they didn't invite me. I feel disrespected and also wedding and social event culture is to recognize couples as a set, a unit. You invite one, you must invite both. I know that may be changing but damn.
Anyways, needed to rant. I'm not going to ask my fiance to decline. I would never do that. Why cause drama unnecessarily? | TrueOffMyChest | null | 599 | 280 | 0.89 | 1,747,543,873 | 1kpc0oc | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1kpc0oc/i_want_my_fiance_to_decline_his_friends_wedding/ | drama | 10 | 0 | 1 | 813.11 | 4 | 385 | 7,847 |
AITA for sitting in my friends boyfriends car | I, 18f, recently started hanging out with a new group of friends.
My friend’s boyfriend Eli, and another friend, Jude, wanted to skip an assembly that was being held first period.
Jude, Eli and I all have the same class first period so we walked to the parking lot together. Jude got in his car and Eli and I sat on the ground. Eventually Eli brought his car up next to Jude’s car but facing the opposite direction.
I asked Eli if I could get in and he said yes, so I got in the backseat behind the driver seat with the window down. Right across from Jude who also had his window down.
The three of us sat for a little while together until the assembly ended and we all went to second period.
Come lunch, I’m walking back out to the parking lot and I see Eli pull up with his girlfriend and 2 of our other friends.
His girlfriend gets out of the car and she tells me “I really didn’t appreciate what you did this morning” I ask her what I did and she tells me I got in her boyfriend’s car alone with him.
I try to explain to her that we weren’t alone, that we were hanging out with Jude and that I was in the backseat but she interrupted me and went on a rant about how she didn’t like it, her boyfriend didn’t like it, and that I’m always trying to “invite myself” into his car.
I really don’t see it that way, I sometimes ask if I can join them in the car but the last time I did, she said no, and I haven’t asked since.
I later asked one of my friends that heard the whole thing what she meant by me “always inviting myself” and she told me about a time I got in the car with the girlfriend and Jude.
It was not even her boyfriend’s car, and Jude doesn’t even like her so I found it ironic that she thought I was inserting myself into places where I am not welcome.
I apologized to her while she was yelling at me but to be honest, I could already tell she didn’t like me from the get go and I don’t feel like I did anything wrong here.
Most of our friends agreed that it was weird and they wouldn’t do the same but I feel like they just weren’t hearing me out.
So, AITA? | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 2 | 4 | 0.67 | 1,747,172,052 | 1kly4t9 | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1kly4t9/aita_for_sitting_in_my_friends_boyfriends_car/ | drama | 8 | 0 | 1 | 5.34 | 21 | 418 | 3,433 |
TIFU eating chia pudding | This whole thing happened yesterday, but I was still recovering emotionally, physically, and probably spiritually. So my partner saw something called "chia pudding" and wanted to try it, and I agreed to take part in this experiment.
I ate the whole thing, and it wasn't bad taste wise, and didn't contain any of the stuff that normally bullies me. So I figured I'd be okay.
I was not in fact okay. The chia seeds tore through me at a high sustained rate of fire. I spent two hours in the bathroom while these chia seeds left me like roe during salmon breeding season. After all of this I thought it was over, and I went out to watch some shows, maybe play some video games.
The chia seeds weren't done with me. And I'm not sure they'll ever be.
Tl:Dr chia pudding made me an orbeez blaster. | tifu | S | 460 | 71 | 0.93 | 1,734,958,071 | 1hkn1fl | https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/1hkn1fl/tifu_eating_chia_pudding/ | story | 4 | 0 | 1 | 498.8 | 12 | 147 | 11,680 |
My Dad is abusive, and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m terrified for my siblings and myself. | I’m 13 years old and have an older brother (14) and three younger sisters (9, 5, and 3 months). My parents are generally good people, but I don’t think they know better ways to punish us. My dad works a lot, and when he's home, he's either skating, working on his games or YouTube, or yelling at/disciplining us. I’ve been trying to hold things together for my siblings because my dad often gets physical with my older brother (he hits him when he’s upset about his schoolwork), and he’s threatened to make things “ten times worse” if we report anything.
I’ve tried talking to my brother and even tried to tutor him, but he won’t listen and doesn’t care about his grades. It’s frustrating. My parents have grounded him for most of the school year, but nothing seems to help. My dad is really ripped, and I’m scared of him, especially when he’s angry. He often takes out his anger on my brother and doesn’t realize how it affects us.
On top of that, I’ve been dealing with being sick this entire year because I had undiagnosed alpha-gal, and I’m also overweight, so I’ve been trying to exercise. But it feels impossible to do that when I’m juggling schoolwork, chores, taking care of our animals (kittens, chickens, dogs), and trying to help my brother.
A few nights ago, someone popped all the tires on our cars, and we could only afford to fix one car's tires so my dad could go to work, which has made everything even more stressful.
I know my dad is doing the best he can, but sometimes it feels like his way of handling things is just making everything worse. I’m really scared about what would happen to me and my siblings if I report him, especially with his threats and how much control he seems to have over everything. I don’t want us to get put into foster care, I've heard those places are really bad. I just want us all to be safe and stick together.
I don’t know what to do, I feel like I’m carrying so much already, and I’m terrified of making the wrong choice. I don’t want to make things worse for my family, but I also don’t feel like I can keep dealing with all of this. I just want some advice on what to do, or if anyone has been through something similar.
Thanks for reading. | TrueOffMyChest | null | 7 | 2 | 0.83 | 1,747,524,153 | 1kp65tk | https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueOffMyChest/comments/1kp65tk/my_dad_is_abusive_and_i_dont_know_what_to_do/ | advice | 20 | 0 | 1 | 7.81 | 23 | 409 | 8,589 |
AITA for not waking my wife up and letting her sleep the whole day? | Using a theowaway for obvious reasons. Just a quick background info: My wife (Heather - 36F) and I (35F) have been together for the past 14 years, and married for 10. We have two daughters ( 4 and 6 years old) together.
Heather is a doctor and she works ridiculously long hours, gets tired, etc. Yesterday she came back home after being away all day (she was on call and needed to go in for an emergency surgery), and told me she was going to sleep for a couple of hours and asked me to wake her up by dinner so she could see the girls and I a bit.
She slept around 5 PM. I tried to wake her at 7 PM. I called for her, softly shook her, gave her a kiss on the cheek but she didn't get up. (She is a very light sleeper ans these things wake her up 90% of the time). I thought she needed the rest and let her sleep. Heather slept until the next morning which is when she needed to go to work.
Heather was very upset the following morning saying I should have woken her up, and that I had caused her to miss an entire day of family time. I explained that she didn't get up and she said I just should have tried harder to wake her.
I get that she wants to be present in our family (and she is) and she wants out kids to see both their moms but I just wanted to let her get some much needed sleep to help her be well rested for the next day. Was I genuinely the AH?
| AmItheAsshole | No A-holes here | 9,776 | 1,148 | 0.95 | 1,716,501,506 | 1cz4y3q | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1cz4y3q/aita_for_not_waking_my_wife_up_and_letting_her/ | drama | 14 | 1 | 1 | 10,435.2 | 21 | 281 | 4,851 |
AITA for leaving when my bf told me to stfu? | I currently live with my bf and today was our worst argument yet. I finished washing the dishes and asked him to wash the cups he uses, cause he takes a new cup everything he wants SMH to drink and leaves them out just to take another cup for the next drink. This often results in cluttered cups everywhere around the house. I usually wash them when I'm doing the dishes but this time asked him to finish it. He immediately got upset and said I was discriminating against him by leaving the cups he used while only cleaning the dishes I used, which is not true either. I washed everything on the table and counter, both used by me and him. When I told him that i thought it isn't that difficult task to accomplish and that i did all the other dishes already, he told me to stfu and that I didn't do much. I got upset at this point, not only because it was my first time getting told off by so in that manner but also for the insinuation that I leave his stuff out while cleaning. I do everything around the house except the laundry, which we agreed would be his task. I packed up some clothes and left saying I would be back for the rest of my stuff later. He just walked off after that and I left. Now I'm overthinking and crying, thinking if I overreacted but I always told myself that if a man ever raises his voice to be disrespectful, I would leave without a second thought. AITA? | AmItheAsshole | Not the A-hole | 276 | 102 | 0.91 | 1,746,251,138 | 1kdlsqt | https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/1kdlsqt/aita_for_leaving_when_my_bf_told_me_to_stfu/ | drama | 10 | 1 | 1 | 353.16 | 5 | 268 | 4,035 |
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🧠 Reddit Niche Classification Dataset
This dataset contains 13,061 Reddit posts annotated with a custom niche label (e.g. advice, drama, humor, unknown, etc). It includes structured features engineered from post metadata, not raw text — making it ideal for lightweight classification models.
🧾 Schema
| Column | Type | Description |
|---|---|---|
title |
string | Post title |
selftext |
string | Post body text |
subreddit |
string | Subreddit the post belongs to |
flair |
string | Flair attached to the post |
score |
int | Total Reddit score (upvotes - downvotes) |
num_comments |
int | Number of comments the post received |
upvote_ratio |
float | Ratio of upvotes to total votes |
created_utc |
timestamp | Timestamp of post creation (UTC) |
id |
string | Unique Reddit post ID |
url |
string | Link to the original Reddit post |
title_length |
int | Number of words in the post title |
selftext_length |
int | Number of words in the post body |
contains_question |
bool | Whether the title contains a question mark |
contains_capslock |
bool | Whether the title includes all caps words |
engagement_score |
float | Combined metric: (score * upvote_ratio) + comments |
hour_of_posting |
int | Hour (0–23) the post was created in UTC |
niche |
string | Target label for classification (11 classes) |
🏷️ Labels
| Label | Description |
|---|---|
advice |
Help-seeking posts, questions, dilemmas |
story |
Personal anecdotes with a beginning, middle, and end |
drama |
High-stakes conflict, betrayal, gossip |
rant |
Emotional venting or unfiltered frustration |
humor |
Meme-like, comedic, shitpost-style content |
informative |
Tips, how-tos, PSAs, educational content |
confession |
Vulnerable personal reveals or identity-based confessions |
update |
Updates on previous situations or developments |
trauma |
Distressing or traumatic experiences |
wholesome |
Heartwarming, uplifting, or positive content |
unknown |
Uncategorized or ambiguous niche |
📊 Dataset Size
- Total rows: 13,061
- Columns: 17
- Classes: 11
📊 Class Distribution
🧪 Usage
from datasets import load_dataset
ds = load_dataset("atin5551/reddit-story-niche-classification-dataset")
print(ds["train"][0])
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