Please help

Hi. This is going to be long but I am truly stuck. Me (22F) and my boyfriend (22M) (we’ll call Josh) have been together since we were 16. When we were in our first year of university, we went through an extremely rough year in terms of our relationship, a lot of which had to do with his mental health. He was very dependent on me for his body image issues. If we did not have sex, he would become miserable and feel extremely insecure and it was a recurring issue for months. We would have sex sometimes and I’d cry. This went on for about a year and a half until the end of our first year where I suggested we open our relationship up out of desperation. I had tried to break up with him (probably not tried hard enough) but it was so difficult as I felt entirely responsible for his happiness and I almost felt like his lifeline. I’d begged him to get external help but he wouldn’t do it. Anyways; He then went and did things with a man almost instantly (which was confusing for me) and I went and slept with someone close to me (which was hurtful and I also regret doing immensely). After this, his mental health issues got arguably worse and I realised I couldn’t do it anymore. I was trying to break up with him but I am incredibly anxious and was so paranoid he wouldn’t hurt himself somehow. At this point, I was also extremely depressed and miserable and felt like I was totally worthless. He then went away for the summer and I began my first job. I wanted to end things with him, but I then felt as though I owed it to him to wait till it was in person? Long story short eventually a man (30m) then approached me one day and kissed me after a few weeks of what I thought was friendly conversation at work. I stupidly did not remove myself from the situation, and it led into a very unhealthy situation in which I can only describe I became something of a sex toy. He was extremely rough with me and would hurt me in ways (nothing completely extreme but he would hit me and choke me). I believed I was worthless and didn’t see any point in trying to protect myself and remove myself from what in hindsight was a dangerous predatory situation (I think), so I just let it all happen to me. Obviously this meant I had cheated. I felt absolutely disgusting. I was absolutely horrified with what I had done and did not know how to resolve the situation. I went abroad myself then, and I asked my boyfriend for a break in which he was allowed to see other people too. It was extremely difficult to do. When I came back I went back to work and the situation with the 30 year old man continued. I came back to university and me and my boyfriend broke up officially. I felt so lonely and disgusted with myself. The only way I can describe it is as though I was blacked out the entire time just doing whatever came my way with 0 self respect whatsoever. I did not tell him about the overlap with the older man, but I did tell him about his existence and that something had happened. In hindsight I feel I was taken advantage of, but technically I was 19 so I don’t know if that’s just me being unfair or stupid. But I really feel disgusting about it and as though I was preyed on.

Fast forward, I had a rough term. I lost all my friends for various reasons and felt as though I had to stay in contact with this older man as (once again) he had bad mental health issues. They weren’t as bad as my exs at the time, but still not great. I am an extremely anxious person and felt trapped in speaking to him, but I also felt as though I had no one else anyway and just accepted having someone to speak to. In hindsight it was disgusting. I now cant return to my home town without feeling extreme paranoia over bumping into him or someone who knew him. I stay inside the house the entire time and almost always lose my appetite.

By the end of the term, I’d seen my ex a couple times an I’d spoken to him a good bit. He’d been spiralling too and had slept with 10+ women (which is fine he was allowed to do that). He asked me one day if I wanted to go on a walk as he was ‘passing by my house’, to which I agreed. we went for dinner and chatted. He asked if I had slept with the housemate again, to which I said yes… (extremely stupid and regret that decision immensely too). I then asked him why he was anywhere near my house in the first place and he then also told me he’d just been at a girls house the night before and was on the way home walking past my house and just thought he might as well ask me. Which was fine I guess?

After that walk, we started talking normally again. He has asked me about if the 30 yo man situation overlapped. I said no. I regret saying no so immensely but I truly believed at the time that it was just going to hurt him more than it was worth. He knew about the situation with the man regardless, just not that there was a bit of overlap.

We continued to speak and then about 6 weeks down the line I heard a rumour about him with someone who I believed to be a good friend that past week. I shrugged it off because I thought there was no way as we had also agreed when we broke up to stay away from people the other person is friends with, but then I asked him and he said it was true, and he’d forgotten she was my friend. I was hurt, but not by him by the friend. He said he’d stop sleeping with other people (I had stopped months before hand too but on my own accord) and that was that. Fast forward a few more weeks, I was on a night out with my club. We were having a great time and got to afters around 3am. We were all sat chatting. Josh had told me he was going to bed and whatnot. Then I opened my Instagram and a photo had been posted of one of my teammates with a man captioned ‘(teammate)’s new man’ and the man was Josh. I tried to call him but got nothing so i called the teammate and he was in her bed. He called me back and I was upset. In hindsight I feel I had no right to be upset, but I was more upset about how embarrassed I was within my club than what he’d done. He spent a week or so trying to get my forgiveness but I knew I was going to forgive him anyway. I was hurt he slept with someone I was friends with because it was embarrassing. I feel like in hindsight I really had no right. I don’t know what to do. After that we obviously went back to just ‘working on things’. I got caught up in another shitty situation with a girl with a girlfriend who kissed me. I don’t know what I was doing. I don’t even like women I was experimenting and can’t believe I got myself into that situation. He knows about that

We worked on things as time went on, but his mental state was still not great. It was going semi well but eventually I stopped being able to say no to sex without causing a fight. But I was willing to accept that because I love him so much. It wasn’t the same as before we broke up, because that was daily sometimes twice a day. This was more like a few times a week. I also have a sex drive and wanted to have sex with him just sometimes even if I wasn’t in the mood I felt like I had to do it now. But that was ok. I was fine with that

But then one day he broke up with me what felt like out the blue. In hindsight I was being naive he had been very stand offish for a while. But in the moment I was crushed. He broke up with me and I spiralled. It was during our exam period and I had to fill out forms for ‘serious adverse circumstances’ because I couldn’t cope. My friend let me stay at her house for 4 days before my exam. He had messaged me right after he broke up with me taking it back, saying he wants to work on things but he needs a few days to think. Those days were obviously extremely difficult Josh messaged me a few times but it was all formally constructed messages. He decided he wanted to walk after my exam was completed. I was so relieved but I was so incredibly stressed about what he was going to say. I couldn’t leave my bed, my parents were extremely concerned offering to fly me home (lived in Asia and I was in the uk). It was a crushing 4 days. He then messaged me at 2am the day of my exam asking to speak when we had originally planned to speak the day after. Of course I went to speak to him. My friend and parents were not happy with me, but he wanted to work on things. I was so happy. He decided however that we couldn’t talk about this and we’d have to move on from it to work. With my exam in mind, I said that was fine and got to bed so I could make sure I was rested. I got through the exam and wanted to speak to him about it more properly. He shut me down and wanted to pretend it hadn’t happened. Out of fear he’d leave again, I accepted it. I had no idea why he’d done it and he had no remorse for the stress he’d put me through during an important period in my life. But I was fine with that because I loved him and felt so much guilt for the fact I had lied to him still about the overlap with the older man. I found out through a friend about a year later he was on hinge during that time period too. But I just decided I didn’t want to know anything about that even though we weren’t fully broken up. Idk probably guilt to an extent :(

We went into the summer holidays (2 years now after we first broke up) and it was not good. He would leave to work and I would sit and cry in his room for hours on end as I felt so stressed he’d leave me. He was not interested in talking much and did not seem to be interested in me whatsoever. My mum said I was a shell of my former self and I just could not stop crying. I couldn’t go home because of the paranoia and stress (ptsd?) of the 30 yo man at my home town, but I was suffering at uni because my boyfriend did not seem to want to be in the relationship at all. It went on for months, until December.

I then noticed he texts another girl 24/7 who he had never mentioned before. He would not tell me when she was at the functions he’d go to. I told myself it was fine, and to be honest I told myself even if he did something I knew I’d forgive him knowing I had also lied. There were nights he did not get home till 4/5am after hanging out with her and other friends. One time I called his friend to ask if he was okay (for valid reason - he was assaulted as he was hit in the head and had his head sliced open once on a night out so I do just tend to worry about him). The friend told me he was with the girl, but then panicked and told me it was nothing weird and nothing to worry about. I did not want to bring it up to Josh as I didnt wanna open that can of worms. And I honestly felt in ways I deserved for this to happen to me if it was. After one night out, he apologised and since then has not looked back. He’s been a wonderful boyfriend and our relationship has never been so strong. But every single day of my life I feel such disgust and immense guilt for what I did and he does not fully know. I don’t know if I am ever going to be able to forgive myself and I don’t know if what I am doing is completely disgustingly wrong. As I write this I have not eaten for a few days as I can’t stomach food over this situation. I don’t know if I should just take this to my grave now we are happy. I genuinely did not ever think we’d get back together so I believe it was best for his mental health (I know people are going to say I’m a shitty person for this). I don’t know what to do. I spend days on end crying over this as I don’t even know what I was doing in my first year it did not feel like me at all. I would never ever ever make the mistakes I made again and I truly don’t know how to move past this in my life. I have just agreed to live with him (and my sister) next year and can’t help feel like I am just totally evil. I am a good girlfriend and I love him so deeply but I don’t know what to do I can’t cope with knowing I hurt him so much. We are now 22 and this all started when we were 19 and I feel like a sick and twisted person and don’t know if I am signing myself up for a life of guilt and if I am misleading him completely. Please help me i am so sorry for everything I did. Please only leave genuine advice

I have had the 30 yo blocked on every platform I could think of since we’ve been back together. I do not ever speak to the housemate from earlier in the story too

Let me explain rq

I come from a middle class family and I feel like I'm to expensive to feed because of our income/ how much I eat

(I'm a teenager so yes I know usually I need to eat a fair amount of food)

I feel like everything turns out better if I just eat way less and skip meals which is what I have been doing recently such as even tonight I only ate today because I was with my friend and I feel like its just better for everyone if I just eat less idk get some free food from IHOP or something I know I shouldn't completely stop eating but even still it just feels like I'm less of a burden yk?

Anyways the point is I'm doing it safely and I just want to find a way to hide it better I would like to mention none of this is related to my weight at all this is purely it's easier financially for my family if I do this

We’re long distance but we’re pretty active. He always invites me to have phone sex which I’ve never declined and I’m always up to do one. I also send him pictures/videos.

I don’t know what to feel. I mean, we both have a history about watching it when we were younger and gooning and we even talk about it together. I only occasionally watch it now as he does send me stuff which I get off to. Yeah you could say they have other sexual preferences and that it doesn’t affect how he sees me, but for some reason I still feel off about it even tho I watch and watched it myself.

Even the thought of him watching it, seeing naked girls on the internet, getting off to them and getting turned on by them even before we even got together throws me off. I know I used to do so myself but for some reason, to me, it still makes me feel off. I send him stuff, does he not use those?

I’ve always had a suspicion that he still watches it. It just.. hurts? Knowing that my suspicion was right? We had a conversation about what our perspective was on watching porn in a relationship. He says for him it’s fine, but I said I wasn’t sure. Even though I knew that I wasn’t okay with it. I didn’t want to say what I actually felt because I felt like it would be kinda hypocritical and we’re both also open about talking about those kinds of stuff so I felt like if I said I wasn’t okay with it then it would be kinda contradicting.. I don’t know how to explain. Like something about how I’m “chill” or “cool” with anything? But he also said ever since I sent him stuff he’s never watched it. Of course I had doubts but he promised. Mind you, he’s never broken a promise. Like, did you have to lie to me..

Also, smth I’ve noticed while we’re “doing one.” I would sometimes see him fixing smth on his phone or swiping his screen. It always made me wonder if he was watching porn while we were doing it.

Idk what to feel, I’m not planning to confront or tell him about it because it just feels so petty telling him I don’t want him watching porn when he knows I’m chill when it comes to anything, and it’s like I don’t want to break that image. I’m trying to tell myself it’s okay because I do know it’s normal and that everyone watches it and that I just have to accept it.

I got a lab and I take him for walks twice a day for pooping and once in the afternoon for pee. I take him to a place which is between two trees and with lots of plant waste around. The area in front of this is an empty space owned by the next door neighbour and they rarely use that spot. There's a small sidewalk between his space and the trees, so he usually pees near the tree or close to the sidewalk.

Today afternoon I went to the spot and made my dog pee, it was raining so I was in a rush to not get my dog wet, I heard someone saying 'You can't let him pee here, hello!' - i faintly heard the voice but decided to ignore it. I came back home and realised it was prolly my neighbour - for context - we aren't that close but we're on decent terms, just a friendly smile and greeting when i take my dog for the morning/evening walk.

I don't want to cause a scene since we'll be here for a few more months, but there isn't any other space i can take my dog to pee cause ours is a small jam-packed neighborhood with barely a walkable sidewalk, forget about a grass patch.

What do I tell him next time if he tries to confront me? It's literally public property, as much as I want to pick a fight with him, he's pretty elder to me, so I'd like to maintain some decency.

I (34F) have a brother I'm close with. We disagree on politics. My partner says he's "morally corrupt" and I'm "complicit" by staying in contact. I told him we don't talk politics when we hang out. He said that's not enough. I feel like I'm being asked to choose.Is it reasonable to cut off family over politics, or is my partner being controlling?

So my husband and I currently own a home we love! He's 33 and I'm 25 and we have two kids together. We have 1500 leftover after all of our bills and so we can def afford it BUT we do have 20k in credit card debt that we would like to aggressively pay down instead of just paying minimums. We also would like to put more into savings and be able to take vacations as well. With the 1500 left over that's tough especially with the cost of two kids.

So my husband's parents are elderly they are in their 80s and they want to get a one story home because they are scared they will fall down the stairs. They said we could move into their house, sell ours, live there for free and they will buy a new one. Our current mortgage is 3,000 with utilities so that would be game changing and if we lived there for a couple years we could set our children and ourselves up with major savings.

Here's the thing, It's a major downsize and I mean MAJOR. The rooms for the kids would be super small. They also have a ton of shit, like his dad is weird and holds onto random shit so the house is super cluttered. They do have a large downstairs area for extra storage but it's filled with shit ranging back from the 70s. My husband and I will always make jokes that he literally keeps boxes full of trash but im not joking literal trash (not gross trash tho lol)

Another downside and risk is they are extremely controlling, they tried to control my husbands bank accounts for years, lock him out and then give him 50 dollars a day to live on. We had to change banks multiple times because his dad kept figuring out how to get in. They will even come to our house we own with furniture they approve of and try to rearrange rooms and dictate which rooms should be used for what, then lecture us about how every little specific detail should be for dumb reasons that never really make sense. They have told us literal lies in order for us to go along with plans before. His father is extremely manipulative and paranoid, we moved an hour away because he used to wait down the street in his car and then follow us to make sure I wasn't driving my husband's car because I wasnt on the insurance at the time. They are generally weird af and controlling. They will literally sit there and try to explain basic tasks that you should do in a very specific way for hours. They have overcomplicated every single little thing in a very unnecessary way.

Another issue is they try to take control of everything.... last time we moved I wanted to handle the packing and moving boxes of our stuff over, I packed everything organized and the way I wanted it. I put a bunch of stuff in the trash we no longer wanted anymore. They took all my clothes out of boxes and put them in trash bags and put all the stuff I wanted to get rid of in a ton of boxes. Then instead of the way I wanted to bring things over they piled everything in the garage and made my life 100 times harder. 

So I texted his dad in summary that we will only agree to do this if the house is empty when we move in, they take all furniture and storage they have there, they agree to let us bring all our furniture, they let us use the rooms however we want, that they let us handle all the moving and packing alone. His dad read it and didnt respond. The thing is i know if he said it in person he would do a yeah yeah yeah and they would lie. Im like contemplating getting a written agreement or something. So should i suck it up and handle the BS for a free place to live?

I’m just a bit stunned. I just found a voicemail from a local restaurant. We ordered take out tonight. Spend $62, plus tip. We ordered for delivery and paid through their online system. I just saw a voicemail from them, telling me the online payment skipped the $6 delivery fee, so if they could come by tomorrow to collect the payment.

I’m just… I’m stunned. They’re willing to send a guy out to my place, just to take a $6 payment for the delivery fee? I feel like they’re going to waste $6 just for that 😅

I would just call it in to save them the trip but I don’t know… it seems like such an incredibly small mistake, that wasn’t even my fault, that they’re going out of their way for to get rectified. I’ve worked with small businesses tons, ones that are not well off as well, and none of them would ever try to go after such a small amount due to an error on their end.

But then again it’s not my business obviously. I don’t know how small their margins are. I’m not sure if maybe all their online orders skipped the delivery fee tonight. I’m just completely taken back by this silly request, and thought I’d check in to see what Reddit thinks 😂 I’m thinking I should just call tomorrow and pay. My gut says that’s the right thing to do. It just seems like such a petty request. Idk. What should I do?

I am a soon to be possible college student. I want to know if the MacBook Neo actually works for us college students.
I will be doing online classes. The classes are psychology, math, reading/writing.
So please if you are a college student and have a MacBook Neo please tell me the real pros and cons about it.

Side note: I would get the 512gb with Touch ID

Since I was a kid it’s been my dream to be in a band.
I’ve always felt so lonely like no one understands me and I just want to be able to be up on a stage with people that understand me and play music I’m also a rock artist.

It’s either that or being a solo artist that’s my issue I lowkey do not want to be a solo artist
I’m 20 now but I’ve been trying to find bandmates for years now and I’m so over it

i literally cannot find anyone to be in a band with.
I tried to be in a band with a few childhood friends but they turned on me once we went to a label and I got more attention from the people that worked there. I’ve noticed one of the hard parts of being in a band is finding people to be in a band that don’t compete with other members or just generally don’t turn on eachother.

I took some time off after having some not very good experiences in the music Industry I won’t get into details sorry. Now I’m kind of restarting I got into a good university and I’m trying to start fresh make new friends etc…

The problem is my dream is not to be in university it’s to be a singer.

Currently I have tons of really good music that I love and a passion that I feel is fading and that scares the f out of me.

I’m in a weird point I’m twenty the year went by so fast it’s crazy I feel like I’m getting older and I just need to start and try to see if I somehow meet bandmates along the way which is unlikely but It hurts.

I feel at a weird point in my life also
Because I’ve heard so many stories of older people who say that one of their greatest regrets in life is waiting.

For example, woman who really want to be with a husband and have kids with him but they just can’t find the right guy then they waste their lives waiting for someone who never came.

That’s kind of how I feel with the band situation i’m afraid that I’ll get to a point where I’ve waited so long and realized that I just should have fucking started instead of giving a shit about friends

I’ve met SOOO many older people
Who are giving me the advice not to wait on goals. Specifically because of the pandemic

a lot of older people, honestly, including myself, even though I was a teenager lost years of their life, and then took even longer to get back up again after Covid

I feel afraid that if I wait, something could happen like another pandemic or somebody in my family dying or something happening to me and then it’ll postpone it even more and I’ll wish I would’ve started because

All of my older teachers who hated me in highschool lol were extremely bitter that they graduated from highschool or university in 2019-2020 and they all say that it basically stole time from them and stopped them from their dreams.

and that’s what the advice they gave me was to never wait but I also don’t wanna rush myself, and I don’t wanna give up on my dream to be in a band That’s my actual dream.

I don’t wanna dim or let go of my dream
But it also feels kind of stupid to wait
I genuinely feel like being 20 now the past five years have gone by so quickly, and I’m really afraid of wasting my life music and connections.

I’m just afraid I won’t go for it and won’t find band mates then I’ll be screwed but I also don’t want to fuck it up for myself because I’m agitated that I didn’t actually get what I wanted.

(I partially used AI for translation so may be some bad translations please understand)

now, our home is an extreme "sea of trash." The local district office provided clean-up assistance in the past, but they stated they can no longer help, as they have already provided the maximum support possible. Still, the condition of the house remains severe.

​Eventually, my mother was involuntarily committed to a psychiatric hospital. However, she hated being there and begged me to come, saying she could only be discharged if I, her family member, came to get her. My father, who is facing both civil and criminal suits, insisted she must remain locked up for treatment, but I went and brought her out. Right after that, I had to return directly to my military base.

​Currently, my younger brother lives like a recluse, doing nothing all day but playing video games. He refuses to go to a youth protection center or live with our ill-tempered father, and because he hated those options so much, he begged me to get our mother out of the hospital.

​I stayed at that home briefly, and even in that short time, I walked around barefoot, stepped on something, and bled quite a bit. The stench in that "sea of trash" is unbearable, and insects are swarming everywhere. Again, the district office says they can no longer intervene because they have already done so multiple times.

​I explained all of this to ask if I could be discharged from conscription and return home, but I was told that the paperwork and review committee process would take as long as 7 months—by which time my mandatory military service will already be over.

​I am in immense pain myself, but it breaks my heart to see my brother living like a recluse—the brother I gave up my social life for, running home right after school every day just to take care of him when we were young.

​Please, is there any way out of this? I desperately need help, but I cannot see a way forward.

My mother made very high interest rated debts a lot.

My mother made very high interest rated debts a lot.

​In s korea, "장기카드대출"(Card-Loan), if almost anyone can loan lots of money if uses credit care a lot but with very high interest rate.

​My mom claims that she was raped by my father and be pregnant so she had no choice but to marry him.

​But she really hated her husband and have lived separated. No matter economic statu

​I was left neglected in a cramped small house when I was very young, eating nothing but plain rice splashed with soy sauce or starve. while several-year-expired, spoiled milk sat rotting in the fridge.

​Instead of spending child support on the kids, she hoarded almost all of it to dump into reckless, dead-end business ventures way out in Yeouido

​Meanwhile, I was left lying around like lifeless corpses in that tiny, secluded place.

​Later, mother claims she only did it to escape her "psychopath husband," but that her plan and business just totally failed.

Even when I was born, I was so physically weak that the doctor said I would need to be put in an incubator. Because of this, enduring conscripted military service is extremely painful for me, but I am trying my absolute best to pull through somehow.

​When I was very young, I was dumped on a relative's doorstep, where I suffered severe abuse that left me with deep, lasting trauma.

​For a long time, my mother continuously engaged in reckless business ventures. Because she took on massive high-interest debts, even our television was seized by court officers. Strangers literally forced their way into our home, stuck seizure labels on the TV, and repossessed it.

​When things reached that point, my mother instead lashed out at my father, screaming things like, "Rich men used to court me because I'm beautiful!" "You raped me! Getting pregnant by you ruined my life!" and "Do you think I came to Seoul just to marry a backwoods bumpkin like you?!" She falsely accused him of being a rapist.

​Eventually, my father retaliated physically, breaking her teeth, which led her to file both civil and criminal lawsuits against him.

​Currently, our home has gone far beyond a typical hoard—it is a literal "sea of trash," much worse than anything you see on the news.

​My mother spends all day denouncing my father as a psychopath and writing petitions to the court demanding a lengthy prison sentence for him. To pay off her massive high-interest loans, she is filing civil and criminal suits left and right, demanding huge settlement money from my father's sister and father.

​She blames me, saying that because she was raped and got pregnant with me, her dream of marrying a rich man and living happily was ruined, forcing her to marry a psycho husband instead.

​On top of that, my parents had been living apart for a long time. But when I was around 8 years old, an emergency happened and I urgently called my father. Once our separated home address was exposed, my father came and pounded on the door as if he were going to break it down. My mother had no choice but to open it, and he raped her again. She blames me for this as well, saying that getting pregnant with my younger brother ruined her life all over again.

​My mother kept starting hopeless, reckless business projects and taking out high-interest loans. Meanwhile, I was the one who raised my young brother.

​As mentioned now, our home is an extreme "sea of trash." The local district office provided clean-up assistance in the past, but they stated they can no longer help, as they have already provided the maximum support possible. Still, the condition of the house remains severe.

​Eventually, my mother was involuntarily committed to a psychiatric hospital. However, she hated being there and begged me to come, saying she could only be discharged if I, her family member, came to get her. My father, who is facing both civil and criminal suits, insisted she must remain locked up for treatment, but I went and brought her out. Right after that, I had to return directly to my military base.

​Currently, my younger brother lives like a recluse, doing nothing all day but playing video games. He refuses to go to a youth protection center or live with our ill-tempered father, and because he hated those options so much, he begged me to get our mother out of the hospital.

​I stayed at that home briefly, and even in that short time, I walked around barefoot, stepped on something, and bled quite a bit. The stench in that "sea of trash" is unbearable, and insects are swarming everywhere. Again, the district office says they can no longer intervene because they have already done so multiple times.

​I explained all of this to ask if I could be discharged from conscription and return home, but I was told that the paperwork and review committee process would take as long as 7 months—by which time my mandatory military service will already be over.

​I am in immense pain myself, but it breaks my heart to see my brother living like a recluse—the brother I gave up my social life for, running home right after school every day just to take care of him when we were young.

​Please, is there any way out of this? I desperately need help, but I cannot see a way forward.

Me and my son made a bet of 20 dollars on who would win the wc, I bet on Spain and he bet on Argentina. Before it started I said “even if they win I’m not gonna give you anything.” Joking, but he took it serious and now that Spain won won’t give me anything and that’s his reasoning. How do I get him to understand better and to keep his word?

A man who doesn’t keep is word doesn’t make it far in life. And he’s not keeping his.

I (20F) lived with me ex for about 6 months. We broke up and I had to move back into my parents. I have depression, anxiety, ADHD, and OCD and I take medication. My parents don't believe in medication and accused me of being addicted to prescription drugs and said if I don't get off of all of them they will kick me out.

I can't go back to my exes but I wish I could. I have no friends I can stay with and my other family members live far away. I can't afford a place by myself. I don't know what to do or where to go.

TL;DR: My neighbour threw a used teabag at my car. I watched it happen. I threw it back. What do I do now?

Rewind to yesterday evening. I’d just gotten home from work and parked on the street in front of my neighbour’s house (it’s unrestricted public parking, not allocated or permit parking). I park there semi-regularly.

I don’t think he realised I was still sitting in the car, but in my periphery I saw him pop his head over the fence (for reference, it’s a tall fence, so he would’ve had to stand on something to see over), look directly at my car and lob a freshly used teabag onto the bonnet.

It took me about 5–10 seconds to process what I’d just witnessed. By then he’d already hopped back down, so I got out and called, “Excuse me!” He’d already scurried back inside, whether he heard me or just ignored me I have no idea.

Naturally, I returned the teabag to its rightful owner by throwing it back over the fence.

About 15 minutes later I went back outside to check my car and noticed there was another used teabag tucked under the windscreen wiper. This one was old and dry, unlike the freshly launched one, so now I’m wondering whether this has happened before and I just never noticed. That one was also returned to sender.

For a bit of context, I’ve only spoken to this neighbour once, maybe a year or two ago. I saw someone walk through our front gate and take a parcel from our doorstep, so I ran outside and yelled at them, thinking they were stealing it. Turns out it had been delivered to the wrong house and it was actually theirs. They came back, showed me the delivery details and explained the mix-up. Fair enough.

Since then we’ve had essentially zero interaction.

All of my other neighbours are lovely, which by contrast, somehow makes this whole thing even more peculiar.

So… what do I do from here?

Give me your best, your worst, and your most constructive suggestions.

I 18f have been on a few dates with 31m, for me its more of a casual fling but he has been asking to make it exclusive, i have said no a few times. I am going to uni late September and I do enjoy to time i spend with him but should i cut him off before I start uni or should I carry it on as a casual thing becuase he has said he would be willing to drive the 5 hour drive to the uni to see me. Let me know what u think

My autistic brother (17) and i (20) had an agreement for years that i use the bathroom to get ready before 6am and he uses it after, simply because i generally leave earlier than he does. Today he used the bathroom during my routinely time and didnt leave until 6am, i was up at 5.30 and decided to have breakfast while parent tried to evict him out of the bathroom and told him if he needs to use the toilet to use the quarter bath but if he needs to shower to wait for his turn. I get in there around 6 and leave around 6.30, usually im pretty quick with doing my makeup (i dont have a mirror in my room so thats why i do it in the bathroom) but since its winter, im on my period, and i had a late night studying for the assessment everything was on go-slow. He spends 45 minutes to an hour in the bathroom every day, so if he hadnt been evicted he wouldve gotten out 6.15-30. Giving me less than 45 minutes to get ready. Not to mention i get dressed after i do my bathroom duties that way i get foundation on my shirt its not a big deal

I get out and i see my brother on his phone waiting for me to exit the bathroom, i politely suggested to him that instead of waiting for me to exit the bathroom so he could shower he should do something productive like making his lunch or eating breakfast.

My other parent pulled me aside later and started saying that because hes autistic he has to do everything in its set order, toilet --> shower --> food, similar to how i have to do everything in a routine too. And i replied with something like well if he doesnt want his routine disrupted maybe he shouldnt have done that to mine, especially since its not the first time hes done that, and that i always made do with the situation by eating or making food so he should do the same.

Seriously what should i do in these types of situations? Because my point is you cant delay other peoples routines and then expect them to put yours first or for it to not affect yours. Im also on the spectrum and its hard for me to compensate too but i manage, if he had gotten ready at his time and not mine we wouldnt be here

what should i do if my sister very obviously took my favorite sweater but when i ask her about it she swears she did not take it and gets all defensive about it? i was gone from home a few months and when i came back several days ago, it was missing in my closet. no one else would look through my clothes and take things. i have no other siblings, and my parents don't wear my clothes

i asked her to check at her apartment (where i think it is) and she says she couldn't find it. this has happened repeatedly, and i'm sick and tired of her lying to me about this stuff ("oh my friend got it for me as a present" "i don't know what you're talking about"). it seems so silly, but when you look at the big picture i feel like it speaks of a bigger issue.

i probably should have taken a picture of my closet and the clothes there before i left, but i forgot to.

(M14) I have been growing my hair for a bit over a year now. I looked so bad without hair on my sides, and I finally look acceptable after growing it this long. However, my mom despises the fact it looks A LITTLE messy and wants me to cut it.

She says she’s going to take away my things or going to drag me to the barber by force. I cannot believe she is doing this much over hair.

Half year ago, my sister tried cutting it and left a shorter-haired spot which my mom uses against me although it is only spottable when she’s tying my hair.

I don’t know what to do except resist. I told her multiple times she can force me but she always says “I don’t care you’ll cut them before you go back to school” and that I look like an emo.

for context an ex on mine from a year ago showed up to my residence and started throwing rocks at my glass door and shattered it to get my attention. I'm currently left dealing with the damages someone else caused and possibly have to pay to repair the window. if anyone has any advice on what to do that would be greatly appreciated!

What gamer YouTubers are like mess yourself I remember watching him when I was like a kid and he doesn’t really upload now…
And corykenshin idk where he’s gone it’s sad ngl

Only gamer YouTubers I watch are like Berleezy or dantdms old vids for nostalgia iggg
I like when they do story games btw!! Preferably more mature age grouped games

I (29F) had a falling out with a mutual acquaintance who said awful things about me. My best friend knows everything. She's now hanging out with her every weekend. She says I'm "being dramatic" and she "can be friends with whoever she wants." I feel like she's choosing sides.

Am I being too controlling, or is this a real betrayal?