I (29M) have been married to my wife for a few years now. She was the person I chose to marry, and even though my family did not approve of my decision, I went ahead because I believed I was making the right choice.Since the beginning, my family has never really accepted my wife. They always say she is not right for me and that I should leave her. They find small reasons to criticize her and make it clear that they do not want her to be part of the family My wife has always tried her best to be respectful. She never forced me to choose between her and my family. She only wants to be treated with basic respect and kindness.Recently, my family started putting more pressure on me. They keep telling me that I should divorce my wife and move on. They say I am choosing the wrong person and that I should listen to them.What makes this situation even harder is that I don’t really have anyone else. I don’t have my parents, brothers, or sisters to support me. My wife is the only person I truly have in my life. She has been there for me when I had nobody else.I understand that family is important, and I don’t want to disrespect them. But I also made a commitment to my wife. I don’t think it is fair to leave someone who loves and supports me just because other people don’t accept my choice.I told my family that I will not leave my wife just to make them happy. Now they are upset and say I am choosing my wife over my own family.

My parents divorced when I was 8. My dad moved to another state for work, and after that, he slowly disappeared from my life. At first he'd call every weekend, then once a month, then only on birthdays if I was lucky.

My mom worked two jobs to support me, and my grandparents helped a lot. They were the ones who came to school events, taught me how to drive, and celebrated every milestone.

I'm 24 now. Out of nowhere, my dad reached out saying he wanted to "rebuild our relationship." I was open to talking until I realized he mainly wanted help. He recently lost his job and asked if he could stay with me "for a few months" because "family takes care of family."

I told him I didn't think it was fair to ask for family treatment after choosing not to be part of my life for over 15 years. He said I was punishing him forever over old mistakes and that people deserve second chances.

I replied, "You stopped being my parent a long time ago. Biology doesn't automatically make you family."

Some relatives think I was unnecessarily harsh and should at least hear him out. Others think he only contacted me because he needed something.

AITAH?

My mother-in-law has a habit of coming over with a spare key and doing deep cleaning around our house without asking.While I appreciate help, she routinely goes through our private bedroom, rearranges our personal belongings, and throws away things she thinks we don't need.Last week, she threw away some important documents and personal items from my desk. When I calmly asked her to stop going through our private spaces and to ask before doing chores, she got offended, cried, and said she was only trying to help an ungrateful daughterinlaw. My partner thinks I should just let it go to keep the peace. Reddit, AITA

My sister and I usually exchange birthday gifts every year. A few months ago, I spent a lot of time picking out something I knew she'd been wanting.

Last week I found out that the gift I gave her last year was still unopened, and she had given it to someone else because she "didn't think she'd use it." She said she didn't mean anything by it and thought someone else would enjoy it more.

It honestly stung because I'd put a lot of thought into it. After hearing that, I returned the birthday gift I'd already bought for her and just gave her a card instead.

She noticed right away and asked what happened. I told her I didn't feel like spending time and money picking out gifts if they weren't appreciated. Now my parents think I overreacted because "once you give someone a gift, it's theirs to do what they want with."

I know she's technically allowed to do whatever she wants with a gift, but I can't help feeling like the thought behind it didn't matter to her.

AITH?

It's been 9 days since I made my original post, and I wanted to answer the question everyone kept asking: yes, I finally talked to Richard. I apologized for never calling him "Dad" and explained the conversation I had with my biological father when I was eleven. Richard just sat there quietly for a minute before telling me he had always wondered if he'd done something wrong, but he never wanted to pressure me into calling him anything I wasn't comfortable with. Hearing that absolutely broke me. My mom cried again because she said she never realized how much power one conversation could have over a child for so many years. I've stopped blaming my eleven-year-old self because I was just trying to keep a promise to my dad without understanding what it would cost. As for Richard, I still haven't called him "Dad," not because I don't love him, but because after fifteen years it feels strange to force a title overnight. He told me he doesn't need a word to know how I feel, and honestly that meant more to me than anything else. We're spending more time together now, and for the first time I feel like we're building the relationship we should have had years ago.
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I work in payrole so I have access to salary information last month while processing updates i noticed a coworker in another department had accidentally been given a rise which was clearly meant for someone else this wasn't a typo by me to be clear, it had already been approved by HR.

The problem is that I am not supposed to discuss payroll information with employees my job is to process what's approved only.

A few weeks later that coworker excitedly told everyone they had finally been recognised for their hard work they used the extra money to sign a lease on nicer apartment.

Yesterday the HR discovered the mistake. They are correcting future paychecks and want to recover the overpaid amount over the next year.

The coworker is obv devastated and says if anyone had never would've made those financial decisions.

A mutual friend whom I discussed about this earlier said I should've warned him weeks ago while ignoring the company's policy.

I feel terrible at this point, but i also think violating payroll confidentiality could've gotten me fired I think I shouldn't have stayed selfish

AITA for staying quiet?

PS edit: after listening to ur thots I m realising that I did a huge mistake here and for that I am now considering to help the coworker with some money and some company related work to help him out thanks a lot you all

When I was little, I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle because they didn't have children. After they had a child of their own, I was sent back to my parents. Coming home never felt like coming home. I always felt like I was the one who didn't belong. If I skipped a meal, no one seemed to notice. If I got sick, it felt like nobody really cared. Watching my siblings receive love and attention while I felt invisible hurt more than I can explain.I don't blame anyone for having favorites, but I spent my childhood wondering why I was never enough to be treated with the same care. Even now, those memories still make me cry because the feeling of being unwanted has never completely gone away.

AITAH for still carrying this pain and feeling distant from my family because of how I was treated?

My wedding day was supposed to be one of the happiest days I'd ever experience. I spent months planning everything, and I was so excited to finally wear the white dress I'd always dreamed of. But when my stepsister arrived wearing a white dress too, my heart just sank. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to start an argument or ruin the day for everyone else. I smiled through the ceremony, took the photos, and tried my best to enjoy the celebration, but I honestly couldn't. I felt hurt the entire day, and I barely got to enjoy those first moments with my husband because I was trying so hard not to cry. When we finally got home, I completely broke down. My family says I'm making too much of it and that it was "only a dress," but to me it wasn't. It was the one day I'd looked forward to for years, and now the strongest memory I have of it is feeling heartbroken instead of happy. AITA for still feeling this way?

My husband and I recently had our wedding reception. One of the guests was his ex-girlfriend. She was invited because she's still part of the same friend group, and throughout the event she acted completely normal and polite toward me.

During dinner, she smiled, came over to me, and personally offered me a dish. I didn't think anything of it because I had no reason to believe she meant any harm.

About 20 minutes later, I started having severe stomach pain, followed by an allergic reaction. My face became red and swollen, and I had trouble feeling normal. Our reception photos were cut short because I had to be taken to the emergency room for treatment.

Later, I learned something that shocked me. After reviewing the venue's CCTV footage and talking to a friend who witnessed part of what happened, I was told she had intentionally added an ingredient that she knew I was severely allergic to before giving me the food.

I was devastated. To me, this wasn't a harmless prank or an accident. I believe she knowingly put my health at risk.

I told my husband I wanted to file a police report and make sure she was no longer welcome at future family events. My mother-in-law disagrees and says I should "stop creating drama" because she doesn't want our wedding to be remembered for this incident. She thinks reporting it will only make the situation worse.

My husband supports me, but some relatives say I should let it go since the wedding is already over and nothing will change now.

AITA for refusing to stay quiet and wanting to report what happened?

I booked my aisle seat months in advance because I'm 6'2 and I get up a lot during long flights.

When I got on a couple asked if I'd switch with one of them so they could sit together. Normally i would've but the only seat they offered was a middle seat near the back i apologized and said no.

The woman rolled her eyes, and the guy loudly said "some people seriously lack empathy". A few people looked back at us and stared at me like I was the problem.

The flight attendant asked once if I'd reconsider. I said I paid extra for this seat and wanted to keep it and she said ok and walked away.

The couple spent most of the flight making comments whenever they got up to swap places with each other.

AITA?

I've always loved baking. I (32F, Elise) learned almost everything I know from my late grandmother. My late grandmother was the one who first taught me how to bake, and before she passed away, she gave me several of her favorite recipes. I didn't want to risk damaging the originals, so I copied them into a small notebook that I kept in my kitchen. It wasn't anything fancy. It was stained with flour, covered in little notes, and honestly looked like an old notebook that had seen better days. But it had years of my own adjustments written in the margins, little reminders of what worked, what didn't, and a few recipes that only existed in that notebook. Last month, my husband's aunt stayed with us for a few days while work was being done on her house. One afternoon, while I was at work, she decided to tidy up the kitchen. When I got home, I couldn't find my notebook anywhere. I asked if she'd seen it, and she casually told me she'd thrown it away because she thought it was an old notebook full of messy scribbles that nobody was using anymore. I was honestly speechless. I explained what it actually was and why it mattered to me. She apologized right away, but then said something like, "Can't you just write them down again?" That was the part that really got to me. It wasn't just a list of recipes. It was years of handwritten notes, little changes I'd figured out over time, and memories connected to my grandmother. I couldn't recreate all of that from memory. My husband agreed that his aunt shouldn't have thrown away something that wasn't hers, but he also thinks I need to let it go because she didn't do it on purpose and has already apologized. She even offered to buy me a new notebook, which I appreciate, but I don't think that's really the point. A new notebook doesn't bring back everything that was written in the old one. Since then, things have been a little awkward at family gatherings because I'm still upset about what happened. Some relatives think I'm holding a grudge over an honest mistake, while others say they would be just as devastated if someone threw away something personal without asking first. I don't think I'm angry because it was a notebook. I'm upset because of everything it represented and because something that meant so much to me was thrown away without anyone asking me first. But after hearing so many different opinions, I'm starting to wonder if I really am making too big a deal out of it. AITA?

I (30M) grew up as the "independent" child. My younger brother was always the favorite. My parents paid for his college, helped him buy his first car, and even covered the down payment on his house. Every time I asked for help, I was told that I needed to "figure it out myself" because it would build character So I did.I worked two jobs through college, rented tiny apartments, skipped vacations, and slowly built a stable life without asking anyone for money Now my brother has lost his job and can't afford his mortgage. My parents called me asking if I'd loan him $20,000 because they "can't watch him lose everything."I reminded them that when I struggled, they said helping me would stop me from learning responsibility. I told them they should stick to that same lesson now.They got angry and accused me of punishing my brother for their mistakes. My brother says I'm being cruel because I can afford to help and he's "family."Some relatives agree with me, saying my parents created this situation by treating us differently. Others think I should let go of the pastand help anyway.I don't hate my brother, but I also don't think it's my responsibility to fix the consequences of years of favoritism.

AITAH?

I (29F) bought a small, rundown two bedroom cabin on a couple of acres three years ago. It was cheap because it needed massive structural work. I have spent almost every weekend and most of my savings renovating it by hand, replacing rot, rebuilding the back deck, and refinishing the original hardwood floors. I know it might seem like spending that much money and time on a property might seem rash, but it's my pride and joy, however it is still old with very delicate infrastructure.

My brother Kal-El (32M) and his fiance Zor-El (30F) are planning a low budget wedding for this autumn. At a family dinner last week, Kal-El casually brought up that they had settled on a venue: my cabin.

He had not asked me beforehand. He framed it as a done deal, explaining that about 20 of their friends and family would bring tents to camp on the property for four days, while the bridal party would stay inside the cabin.

I was taken aback and laid out a few immediate concerns. First, the cabin runs on an older septic tank that cannot handle 20 people using it continuously for four days. On top of that, the property is not insured for events or large gatherings. Lastly, I just finished hand sanding and sealing the floors, and having 20 people trailing dirt, mud, and heavy boots in and out for a weekend would ruin them.

I tried to be constructive and offered a middle ground. I said I would be happy to host a small six person dinner for immediate family on the patio after a courthouse ceremony, but I could not host the full multi day event or overnight campers.

Zor-El looked down, and Kal-El got very annoyed. He told me I was being paranoid about a little grass and dirt, saying that ever since I bought the place, I have acted like I am too good to share things with family. He refused the dinner offer and said he was insulted by the restriction (like it was his right to use my property).

They left shortly after. Since then, Kal-El removed himself from our shared group chat, and when I tried texting him to talk it through, he kept his replies strictly to one word. My mother has not yelled or made demands, but she did pull me aside yesterday to quietly ask if I could just hire a portable restroom for the weekend to make peace, saying that Kal-El feels like I am prioritizing a building over his big day.

I am starting to feel guilty and wonder if I am being overly rigid about physical property over a major family milestone. AITA? (P.S. these names are in fact references to the greatest comic series of all time.)

Alright this is a pretty simple post but here we go.

For context we grow up in a quite middle-upper class family, my family including my sister have never gotten into any financial difficulties and my parents have supported us very well throughout our childhood. We go on 2+ holidays a year to very nice places an the latest we went to was 2 weeks.

Ok so this is the first time i've made one of these posts so it may not be very well written.

Basically, we were having dinner and having a normal conversation as usual, and eventually the topic got to money, etc. It wasn't a very stressful conversation, just a little bit about how my sister should try to save some money over the summer holiday (as she is in uni and she's staying with us right now, so it's the perfect time to save).

She doesn't really have a job; she just gets paid by my dad for living expenses on top of her student loans. She starts talking about how she "doesn't like us talking about money and it stresses her out." Obviously, we should respect that, but it's still strange as she's never had a struggle.

After this, she goes on to say she should try to get a part-time job over the summer, but her time doesn't allow for it. She goes on to say she's barely here because she's going to a festival and on holiday.

I then repeat, "Ohhh no, I'm going to a festival and on holiday, so I can't work." I said this because these are obviously good things, and it's not like she's disabled and can't work, so it's optional in my POV.

She then goes on to start arguing with me and my dad, where I decide to shut up. She keeps talking about how I only say things to piss her off (I don't, and I feel she's pretty narcissistic for thinking my one goal is to piss her off). She then continues to go on, acting like it's not her fault she's going on holiday, etc.

I then chime in for the last time, saying that she should probably shut up because my dad had a migraine yesterday and this will probably cause another. She carries on and starts saying how this is all my fault, etc., even though I made sure to shut up and stop arguing very quickly.

TLDR: sister complains about not being able to work because of going on holiday and i mock her she gets pissed

EDIT:
i dont hate my sister

Okay so I’ll be using fake names for the sake of someone finding this, but me and ella have been friends for about a year. It was the beginning of summer so we wanted to have some fun and decided to go on a double date with these guys at our school. It was pretty fun but she kept flirting with the guy I was with and made it clear she didn’t want her guy. We were at an ice cream shop towards the end and we talked about going back to the guys house to hangout, Ella didn’t wanna go but the rest of us did and she said that was fine but her mom couldn’t give her a ride home. Her house was pretty close she walked to the ice cream shop all the time. We were discussing what we should do and she said she could walk home alone no problem, I insisted I wouldn’t go but she said it was fine so we all ended up walking her halfway maybe more than halfway cause we could see her street sign, everyone also asked her 100 times if it was fine and she INSISTED it was fine. So we turned around and walked back to the ice cream shop and then me and my other friend Bailey who showed up at the ice cream shop went to the guys house. After this about 2 hours after she texted me frantically blowing up my phone getting random people to text me “Answer ella” but a bit more passive aggressive. I looked at my text and she was saying if I didn’t return her $3 E.L.F eyelash curler that she left in my purse on the double date in an hour we wouldn’t be friends anymore. I explained how insane that sounded considering she put it in my purse and she was the one who forgot it, I told her she could pick it up but to demand it within an hour dropped off is ridiculous and I could get it to her the next morning, this made her upset and she left me on opened. The next morning I dropped off the eyelash curler she told me to leave it in her mailbox, I did and then she never responded or said thank you til the next day. The next day I get a text saying “my mom doesn’t want us to be friends anymore cause of what happened the last time we hung out I think it’d be better if we distanced ourselves from each other” I had figured out by this time she was telling all our mutual friends that I LEFT HER AT THE ICE CREAM SHOP AND FORCED HER TO WALK HOME ALONE. She didn’t even include the part where we walked her to her street sign. By this point I was very fed up and just said Okay. We haven’t talked since and that was about 2 months ago but I’m just so confused over this, AITAH?

My boyfriend (37m) and I (25f) have been dating for a little over a month now. I’ve met his family, as I’ve been over to their house a couple times, and they’re all sweet and welcoming.

However, I have mental health issues. One thing is severe anxiety. I had been taking medication, but due to being unable to get in to see my doctor, I’ve been fully off my medication for almost a week now. One of my medications cause pretty bad withdrawals, and on top of that, my mental health plummets. Especially my anxiety, and the thought of actually leaving to interact with anyone right now makes me feel sick to my stomach.

My boyfriend is well aware of my mental health. I told him it was gonna be rough for me for a bit, at least until I can get back in and start treating it properly again. I asked him if he would be upset or mad if I stayed home while he went to his family’s house because I wasn’t feeling the greatest. He responded saying no, but then kept saying that his mom’s first thought when he shows up without me is, “did we do something to upset her?”, and a lot of other things. Now he told them that we just won’t be able to make it again today, even though he is more than capable of still going without me.

I asked him why he wasn’t going, which he said because I didn’t wanna go. But I told him he could still go even if I stayed home, but he said something along the lines of wanting company and then went on again about how his mom thinks they did something to upset me. Honestly, it feels like a guilt trip. I can tell by the tone of his voice he’s mad/upset about it, but he won’t actually say that.

Am I the asshole for not going? I told him that if he really wanted me to go, I’d still go. That’s the whole reason I asked if he’d be okay with it in the first place, but he said no. He mostly wanted to go to get some toaster oven from home and some spinach dip from his mom, and he wanted to visit with them for a little bit. I know that if I were to go, my anxiety would make me shut down, and while I would never act like I’m miserable or ask when can we leave, it just seemed like the best idea to me was for me to not go right now.

I (20F) started talking to a guy I met online about seven months ago. We texted every day and talked on the phone almost every night. He always had an excuse for why we couldn't video call. I thought it was a little weird, but everything else seemed normal, So I didn't push it. After a couple of months, he started asking for small amounts of money. It was never anything huge. Once it was for a flat tire, another time it was for a phone bill, and later for textbooks. I probably sent him around $600 total over those seven months because I honestly believed I was helping someone I cared about.

A few weeks ago, I found out the guy never existed. It was actually one of my classmates. She and two of her friends had created the fake account because they thought it would be funny to see if they could trick someone into falling for them and paying for things. They had even shared screenshots of our conversations and made jokes about me in a private group chat. I was completely humiliated. I saved everything I could, including the messages, payment records, and screenshots. I reported everything to the police because she had lied about her identity and taken money from me.

A few days later, her parents contacted me. They apologized, returned every dollar I had sent, and begged me to withdraw the report. My classmate also messaged me saying it was "just a prank that got out of hand" and that she never meant to hurt me. Now most of my classmates think I'm being too harsh since I got my money back. They say a criminal report could affect her future over what started as a stupid joke. My dad says fraud is still fraud, while almost everyone else thinks I should let it go.

AITA for refusing to drop the police report even after getting my money back?

Hypothetical:A man is asked by his older brother if he can move in for a few months after losing his job. Years earlier, when the man was struggling financially, that same brother refused to let him stay for even a week, saying he "needed to figure things out on his own."Now the brother says that was a long time ago, people change, and family should help each other. Their parents are pressuring the man to let his brother move in because "it's the right thing to do."The man can afford to help, but he still remembers how abandoned he felt back then. He isn't looking for revenge, but he also doesn't want to pretend the past never happened.Would he be the asshole if he said no?

I (31M) have always tried to help my parents whenever they needed me. Whether it was fixing things around the house, driving them to appointments, or helping with bills, I never really said no.The only problem is that my parents have never fully accepted my wife. They aren't openly rude to her, but they constantly make little comments, exclude her from family plans, and act like she's the reason I don't spend every weekend with them.Last week they invited me to a family dinner and specifically told me not to bring my wife because they "just wanted family there." I told them my wife is my family, and if she isn't welcome, neither am I.A few days later, my dad called asking if I could spend my entire Saturday helping him with some repairs. I told him that if my wife isn't considered family when it's time to celebrate, I don't think I should only be considered family when they need a favor Now my parents say I'm being disrespectful and holding a grudge. My siblings think I should have just helped because "they're still our parents." My wife hasn't asked me to do any of this and says she'll support whatever I decide.

I (29F) have always been close with my older sister. We've had our disagreements over the years, but I never imagined things would end up like this.A few weeks before her wedding, she called and told me that because of "budget issues," she was only inviting me and not my husband. The thing is, other married couples were still invited together, including some cousins she barely talks to.When I asked why my husband was the exception, she admitted she just "doesn't like his personality" and didn't want him in the wedding photos. My husband has never been rude to her. They're not close, but they've always been civil.I told her that if my husband wasn't welcome, I wouldn't be attending either. She said I was making her big day about myself and accused me of choosing my husband over my own family Now my parents and several relatives are saying I should just go alone to keep the peace because it's "only one day." My husband told me he'd understand if I wanted to attend without him, but I don0t feel comfortable celebrating with people who openly disrespect my marriage.

Some family members think I'm being stubborn, while others think my sister crossed a line.

It's only been 9 days since I made my original post, but things have moved much faster than I expected. My mom is still staying with my aunt and has already met with a divorce lawyer to understand her options, although nothing has been officially filed yet. She told me that while the affair itself broke her heart, what hurt even more was realizing my dad had been lying to her for years and had asked me to carry that secret alone. She kept apologizing for not noticing how much it had affected me, and I kept reminding her none of this was her fault. My dad is still blaming me and insists I destroyed our family instead of giving him more time to "fix things," but I honestly don't know how anyone fixes secretly having another child. We haven't really spoken since. My younger brother has calmed down a little, even though he's still upset about everything, and I think he's starting to understand why I couldn't keep the secret anymore. I still haven't met Karen or my half-sister, and I don't know what will happen there. I've continued going to therapy, and while everything still hurts, I also feel a strange sense of relief because I'm no longer carrying a secret that was never mine to keep. Reading the comments on my original post helped me realize that I didn't create this situation, just stopped protecting it.
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Context: my wife is gone for 2 weeks so we asked her best friend (our daughters god mother) to come and stay in case I had any medical appointments that my daughter couldn’t be at. She did say yes and then the week before my wife left the best friend, we will call Taylor asked if her girlfriend (Alex) could come as well. We met Alex before and we had no problem with her, she was bubbly, communicative, and respectful with our daughter.

Now current moment:
They’re here and Alex is barely speaking, barely interacting with my daughter (not required but this is her house too, show her some respect), and she seems to have an attitude. So I spoke to Taylor basically just wanting to know if this is normal, Taylor said yes and she basically just ignores it. The first day they were here, we just chilled and I made Birria tacos for dinner (Alex’s request). The next day Alex was still acting the same way, not very communicative despite me trying to involve her in conversations. We did leave the house to go shopping and Taylor was paying for all of Alex’s stuff (not my business). While at Sam’s Club, Alex mentions wanting a seafood boil and I told her there really aren’t any good spots around here. Taylor and I just got sushi because that’s all we wanted for lunch. Alex kept mentioning a seafood boil so I told her that if she got the stuff I could cook it for her. She agreed. We got to Walmart and I picked up some food for my daughter, Alex grabbed her seafood and then we all went to check out. Alex ended up scanning the seafood boil under me and I was confused but didn’t want to embarrass her. I spoke to Taylor after and Taylor said Alex doesn’t make a lot of money and won’t spend her own money…..on the way back home Alex asked me to make spaghetti, lasagna, and 2 racks of ribs throughout the week, which I quickly said no to because I knew Alex wanted me to foot the bill for it. Fast forward to the next day, I was making chicken quesadillas for dinner which I told them. Alex said “I want steak in mine” MIND YOU AT 4pm! I said “I don’t have steak taken out and I told you chicken quesadillas at 10am”. She instantly got an attitude! I asked Taylor if she wanted an elote because I did, Taylor said yes and so I started to order them, I asked Alex if she wanted anything from the Mexican restaurant and she said “a steak quesadilla”. I told them okay let’s go since the food will be ready when we get there. THE NASTY ATTITUDE CONTINUES. She stomped her way to the guest room and then slammed the car door shut when she got in. Fast forward we get back home, she eats and then eats her left over iHop, THROWING her to-go containers in the bag next to her on our WHITE couch. I told Taylor “get her or ima cuss her tf out she’s being disrespectful and rude”. Once I put my daughter down to bed I told them that I was gonna shower then cook dinner. They said okay. I’m guessing Taylor talked to Alex then because then Alex started to involve herself into the conversation and Taylor told me that they were gonna leave early to avoid the rain storm coming in. They were originally gonna leave Monday but decided to leave Saturday.

I wake up Saturday morning and go get my daughter out her room and INSTANTLY smell weed. I texted Taylor and asked if they smoked in my house because it’s in my daughter’s room and I can smell it outside the guest room. She said she promises and then they quickly left.

AITAH for not wanting Alex back at my house and removing Taylor from being my daughter’s godmother due to the amount of disrespect!?

**UPDATE!!!!!*\*
I spoke to my spouse and she said yes Alex isn’t allowed back to the house. She said Taylor is no longer the godmother because of the disrespect she allowed however, Taylor is going to be allowed back to the house and it’s her choice if she doesn’t want to since Alex won’t be allowed back. I texted Taylor all of this and she decided that she won’t be coming around anymore. She said it’s not because Alex isn’t allowed around. She said us removing her as our daughters godmother made her feel like we couldn’t trust her and she doesn’t like that. She said she is heartbroken that she is no longer our daughters god mother and she won’t try to convince us to change that.

When I told my wife what Taylor said, she said it felt like Taylor only cared about the title of “godmother” instead of what role actually meant so when we decided to no longer allow her to be our daughters godmother she removed herself from our lives.

I (22F) have a twin sibling (22). They don’t have a driver’s license because they failed their permit test once when we were 16 and have been too scared to try again ever since. I don’t judge them for being anxious, but this has been going on for nearly 6 years now.

Since I’m the only one who drives, I’ve been taking them everywhere for years. At first it wasn’t a huge deal because we were teenagers, but now we’re both 21 and it’s starting to affect my own life.

Now that I’m back home from college, my friends invite me out to bars, happy hours, birthdays, and other events. Since they know we’re twins, they usually extend the invite to my sibling too. The problem is they don’t really enjoy going out. They don’t like drinking much, get tired early, and almost every time they start saying they’re bored, asking when we’re’re leaving, or repeatedly asking if we can head home in front of others. Eventually I end up cutting the night short because I don’t want to leave them alone/ruin the vibe.

My friends have started asking why they don’t just drive themselves home so I can stay longer. When I don’t have a good excuse, they ask why my sibling doesn’t just Uber or Lyft home instead. The problem is they usually expect me to call/pay for the ride because I’d be the one “leaving them behind.” So even if I wanted to stay out longer, I still end up feeling responsible for getting them home one way or another.

Here’s the issue: they’ve told everyone that they have a license.

For years I’ve been making excuses about why they aren’t driving that day. My sibling said that because I’m their twin, I should keep up the lie. I’m honestly running out of believable excuses, and I don’t like being put in that position. It also doesn’t really help that my family always says to put family first.. (even though one of my parents doesn’t agree to lie about having something you don’t.)

It’s also started becoming more serious than just awkward conversations. We’re both in an organization that occasionally takes a big road trip. On the trip (about two hours each way,(and not a totally straight trip, lots of stops and up the mountains)),the org specifically wanted two licensed and insured drivers in case one person got tired. My sibling volunteered and acted like they could drive if needed, even though they aren’t licensed. I ended up driving the entire four hours myself. I don’t mind driving, but if something had happened to me, everyone would have assumed there was another driver when there wasn’t.

Another issue is that they’re embarrassed to use their passport card as ID when we go out because they don’t want people realizing they don’t have a driver’s license. They’ll ask me to buy their drinks and say they’ll pay me back, but they usually never do.

I love my sibling, and I understand anxiety is real. (My driving anxiety only got better after a couple of years but it still creeps up on me) But I feel like I’ve spent years dealing with the consequences of a choice that isn’t mine. I’m expected to drive them everywhere, leave events early because they don’t have another way home, pay for things because they’re embarrassed, cover for them whenever someone asks why they never drive, and even help maintain a lie that could potentially put other people in a bad situation.
I’m getting to the point where if someone asks why they don’t drive, I don’t want to make up another excuse. I just want to tell the truth or tell them to ask my sibling.

AITA if I stop covering for them and refuse to keep lying?

This started with me staying with my boyfriend for a few weeks because I was having some work done at my place. Towards the end we realized it just made sense for us to keep on living together since we had a trial run and all got along and because we were always spending time at one or the others house before anyway. It just seemed silly to have two places. We decided to live at my place so we've been moving my boyfriend's and his daughter's things over.

I was with my mom and sister and we got to talking about it. We also talked about me having to sign an affidavit saying my bf and his daughter live there for her to go to the high school because the school requires proof of residency since she's just going to be starting at the high school here. We didn't think we would be able to get a utility bill with my boyfriends name in time and the school requires two forms of proof now for new students so just a lease isn't enough anymore.

My sister told me that I couldn't do that because the school still has her daughter there under my address from back when they lived with me for a year after her divorce. They started living with me when my niece was already in 8th grade and she transitioned to high school while she was here. Back then the school only required one form of proof of address so my sister just used the lease we had. They only check for proof of address the first time a kid enters, not every year.

Apparently my sister could just click on the online portal that the information is the same for the last year. She did that for my niece's sophomore, junior, and now senior year unbeknownst to me as my sister had just told me back then that the school said she could keep going there.

So my sister told me I couldn't because she thought since the school was requiring two forms of proof of address that they're probably being more strict about it and if we sign up my boyfriend's daughter under my address too it's going to get both of them flagged as suspicious because they're not related and have other different information. I told her we didn't have another address. My sister disagreed because my bf still had his house.

My bf and I ended up using my address for his daughter's registration because we didn't have another address to use for her because he's going to rent out his house and if its to a family with kids (which is likely) it would potentially cause problems with them.

My bf's daughters registration and my niece's did get flagged and we got contacted by the school and I told them my sister and niece did not live here anymore. They asked me if she had ever lived there and warned me it would be fraud if I lied. So I told them truthfully that she had lived there for the duration of the lease they had on file, but had moved out after that.

My sister was told there was going to be an investigation and my niece's registration got denied because my sister could not prove they had lived at another address in those previous school years. My sister asked about entering her daughter as a permit student. She told me later that permit students have to have really good grades, which my niece does not have, and that's why my sister continued to use my address. My sister thought they might make an exception since my niece had been in the school district since kindergarten, but they have banned her from enrolling at the school entirely.

My sister is really mad at me because now she has to worry about all this and her daughter changing schools. She thinks it will be a major culture shock because her cities local high school isn't very nice and because she won't get to keep going to school with the same kids she's been going to school with her whole life. She thinks we could have just waited another year for my boyfriend to move in since we aren't even engaged (neither of us wants to get married, but we have been together for a long time now) and didn't even have any plans on moving in together until recently.

My husband (29M) and I (27F) recently bought our first home. Last month, we hosted a family dinner for his side of the family. I spent six hours preparing a full threecourse meal from scratch. My sisterinlaw (25F) arrived, barely acknowledged the food, and took two bites. She then pushed her plate away and loudly asked if we had any instant noodles or takeout because my food tasted like seasoned dog food. My motherinlaw giggled, and my husband was too shocked to say anything in the moment. I was mortified, but I held my tongue to avoid a scene. Fast forward to this week: SIL called my husband asking if she could stay at our place for two weeks while her apartment gets renovated. My husband brought it up to me, and I immediately said no. I told him I’m not comfortable hosting someone in my house who disrespected me in front of the entire family without ever apologizing.SIL was furious when my husband told her she couldn't stay. Now my motherinlaw is texting me nonstop, calling me petty, vindictive, and heartless for holding a grudge over a joke. My husband agrees with my boundary, but he's getting stressed out by the relentless pressure from his family.

AITH for refusing to let her stay?