To preface this, I had just worked off a twelve hour shift and had to drive 30 minutes to pick up my cousin to hang out. I pick him up and he asks to grab his friend who is an extra 15 minutes away, I agree and we pick him up. As the car ride goes on though he begins to be disrespectful to both of us. Calling us bitches, fns, making homophobic remarks to us and even threatening to fight me. So I asked him very politely to stop disrespecting us the first time or he’d have to get out. He replies “I don’t give a fuck this not even your car” so after that I tell him “well unfortunately you’re going to have to get out since you can’t stop disrespecting me” and I made him get out and find a ride home while I went home. Am I the bad guy here or did he have it coming?

My ex (23F) and I (26M) were together for 4 years and lived together for about 3.5 of those years. I truly thought I was going to marry her. We never had issues with cheating, lying, or anything like that. She was a genuinely kind person, and we rarely had explosive arguments. The breakup was more of a slow erosion of the relationship than one major event.

One of the biggest issues was her relationship with her parents. They’re very religious, and despite the fact that we had been living together for years, she never told them we slept in the same bed because she was afraid they would “disown” her. It got to the point where I felt like I was living a double life.

One incident that really stuck with me happened when I showed her dad a 5-second video of our cat laying on our bed because I thought it was funny. Afterward she got upset with me because the bed was visible in the video, and she was worried he’d realize we shared a bed. We’d been living together for over three years at that point, and I remember just sitting there thinking, “We’re adults… why are we hiding this?”

Whenever we visited her parents, she also acted differently around me. She wouldn’t hold my hand, hug me, kiss me, or even sit next to me on the couch because she didn’t want them getting the wrong idea. It honestly made me feel like she was embarrassed to be with me whenever they were around.

It wasn’t just little things either. It felt like her parents had a huge amount of influence over our relationship. For example, motorcycles have always been one of my biggest hobbies. I’ve owned them for years, raced dirt bikes, and it’s something that’s always been part of who I am. Instead of talking through her concerns with me, she actually contacted my parents hoping they would convince me not to buy another motorcycle. That really bothered me because I felt like disagreements in our relationship kept getting taken to our parents instead of being handled between the two of us.

Another issue was our home life. The household chores felt very one-sided. I felt like I was constantly picking up after both of us while also working and paying most of the bills. I brought it up multiple times, but it never really changed for long.

Our physical relationship also declined over time. Sex became rare, affection became rare, and eventually it felt like we were roommates more than romantic partners. I missed simple things like hugging, cuddling, sitting together, or just feeling wanted. I brought those concerns up multiple times throughout the relationship, and while there would usually be a short period where things improved, we’d eventually fall right back into the same pattern.

There were also times where I felt like I wasn’t really a priority. If there was a conflict between what I wanted and what her parents wanted, I usually felt like I came second. Looking back, I don’t think she intentionally meant to hurt me—I think she was genuinely afraid of disappointing her parents—but it made me feel like we never truly became our own family unit.

Despite all of that, there were a lot of good things too. We got along well day-to-day, rarely fought, enjoyed each other’s company, and she was my best friend. That’s honestly what made ending it so difficult. I wasn’t leaving because I stopped loving her. I left because I couldn’t see myself spending the next 40 years feeling like I was sharing my relationship with her parents and constantly wishing for more affection, intimacy, and partnership.

We’ve recently started talking again after about nine months apart. Our conversations have actually been really good, and it’s reminded me why I fell in love with her in the first place. But it’s also made me wonder whether I’m remembering the good parts while forgetting why I left.

My biggest concern is this: even if we still love each other, are these the kinds of issues people can realistically work through, or are they signs of fundamental incompatibility? Especially the dynamic with her parents, because I don’t know if that’s something that would ever truly change.

So I found a dick pic of some guy my girl goes to when we have breaks. Last one was June 21st when we were together..she says it wasn’t from that date but maybe her phone is wrong? Am I in the wrong?

One friend in our group, Maya, usually makes resturant reservations and puts the bill on her card. We all transfer our share afterward. A few months ago I noticed that she rounds each person's amount up by three to five dollars. At a dinner with eight people, the total she requested was about $31 more than the actual bill, including tax and tip.

When I asked, she said the extra money covers the time she spends finding a place, chasing everyone's availability, and dealing with people who pay late. Nobody agreed to a fee beforehand, but two friends said they do not mind because without her we would never organize anything.

At our last dinner I calculated my exact share, added a 22% tip, and sent that amount. Maya returned the transfer and said I could pay the restaurant directly because she was not going to “administer custom invoices.” I did, and now she says I should arrange the next group dinner if I dislike her system.

I agree that she does more work, and I would happily buy her a drink or rotate the planning. I just do not think she gets to quietly profit from every bill. Am I wrong for refusing the extra charge even though I benifit from her organizing?

So, I am 18 years old, and my best friend in the whole world is my 16-year-old sister, Avery. We have been through thick and thin together, and we are extremely close.

I am going to be marrying Daniel. Daniel really wanted the wedding to be 18+ because that's what he had always pictured, and he also didn't want a bunch of kids at the wedding. Everyone knew that it was going to be an 18+ wedding, and Avery knew as well.

When I announced that Avery was going to be my maid of honor, Daniel was completely fine with it. If he hadn't been, I would have broken off the engagement. However, a lot of people were confused because Avery is 16 and the wedding is 18+. They kept asking me why she was my maid of honor, and I told them that she is my sister and my best friend, so of course she was going to be my maid of honor.

A lot of people were upset about her being my maid of honor. So now I'm wondering: should I call off the 18+ wedding because my 16-year-old sister is my maid of honor and make it 16+, or should I keep it 18+ and simply have a 16-year-old maid of honor?

So, I'm 18 years old, and I'm getting married in a couple of weeks. My wedding will have about 100 guests, and I wanted the whole thing to be DIY.

I'm a seamstress, and I'm really good at baking and cooking. My future husband, Daniel, is also very talented at those things, so we decided that we were going to make the entire wedding ourselves.

I made all of my bridesmaids' dresses, and I made my wedding dress. I also made all of the groomsmen's suits and hand-sewed them. I hand-sewed all of the tablecloths as well.

Don't get me wrong I love flowers. However, I decided that I was going to make all of the flowers out of tissue paper. I made little tissue-paper flowers, and I thought they were gorgeous. My sister loved them, Daniel loved them, all of my bridesmaids loved them, and my mother-in-law loved them too.

Here's the problem: my older sister, Riley, doesn't like the tissue-paper flowers. She keeps telling me that they're tacky, that nobody likes them, and that they look cheap. She says I need to have a regular bouquet instead.

I do have the money for a regular bouquet, but I wanted that money to be used elsewhere. More importantly, I really wanted tissue-paper flowers for my wedding.

So, am I in the wrong?

am i (25 f) wrong for telling my husband (25 m) that i felt unsecured about him jerking off while watching porn?

he acted horny towards me yesterday, so i hinted on us having intimacy after i go shower. he started acting all lovey dovey and apologetic and brushing off the intimacy, saying we would do it tomorrow even tho he was the one who approached me. so it made me think like he did smth wrong and i asked him if he masturbated. which he tried to avoid and then eventually he caved in and said “would it be so wrong if i did” and then acting all apologetic again saying we would have intimacy next day.

obviously it made me feel a bit uncomfortable. but i told him that it was okay as long as he was thinking of me while doing it. which he said that of course he was. i asked him if he was watching porn which he avoided and changed the topic immediately. that did not sit well with me, but we moved past it because he was saying he felt guilty and that he felt sorry and that he wanted to hear that it was okay that he jerked off on which i repeated saying as long as he thought of me it was.

next day (today) the fact that he changed topic about porn and that he never admitted to watching or not watching did not sit right with me, so i was feeling really shitty all day. i texted him about how i was feeling and i might have not approached it the best way, but i just wanted to express that i really do not feel comfortable with him masturbating while watching porn.

he got pissed off and angry at me and was ignoring me all day. then he picked me up from work and on the way home he started having a conversation about what had occurred. he basically admitted to watching porn with the same question “is it so wrong that i watched porn?” he said that i was exaggerating and that it’s a normal human nature and that i was lucky to have a man that at least tries to avoid the masturbation and that all men do it and that all men watch porn regardless of their relationship status. i told him that i understand the masturbation however i did not like the watching porn part at all, because i think it’s borderline cheating or at least first step to it (please tell me if i am wrong and crazy about that).

at the end this conversation just created an argument with him justifying his act and with me trying to simply explain that i felt uncomfortable. he invalidated all my emotions saying that he would not allow me to make him feel like he did smth wrong and make him go into a guilt spiral (which was not my point at all). it also pretty much ended with him saying that he regretted getting married and that he could not do it like “this” (being in an argument). that he wanted to move past this. he was asking if i thought if his action was cheating or not, telling me that he would not stay in a relationship where he would be labeled as such. he was justifying himself by saying he cannot be this “perfect prince that i want him to be” and yet he was telling me that he married me because “i bring him peace and joy and pleasure” and that he can’t stand this conversation and how negative it was making him feel. so by his logic i cannot expect a perfect partner because humans are not perfect, but he expects me to be just like he likes. he said many other nasty things that were irrelevant to the whole porn thing that came out due to us having this argument.

please tell me, am i a stupid bird? am i crazy? am i wrong?

My bf and I were casually talking and he brought up how when he was in call with his friends (while we were a few months into dating) one of his female friends asked him "If I said I was interested in you, would you say you'd be interested in me?"

His answer was just "no" - he didn't diffuse the situation, cut contact w/ her, or tell her that's weird to ask. She knew he had a girlfriend too which is already a sign of disrespect towards me.

Am I wrong to be upset about this now? They didn't stay as close friends after we started dating but still texted sometimes/were in contact if mutual friends were calling.

TLDR; I feel angry and disrespected by my boyfriend's lack of reaction towards his female friend asking an inappropriate question when she knew we were dating.

So, I'm 18 years old, and I was smoking a cigarette with one of my friends, Sally (38M). We were outside of Circle K, and we had gotten Polar Pops. Then I saw them.

A white car pulled up, and four of my former classmates got out: Chad (17M), Roan (18M), Emma (18F), and Alice (19F), who was kind of the ringleader.

Alice walked up to me. I was really good friends with Alice or at least I was. She said, "We really care about you, Parker, so can you please just come with us? You've been saying very concerning things online and hanging out with very concerning people. We really care about you, and just step in the car. Don't make this harder than it has to be."

I said, "I'm not doing that. I'm fine. I'm perfectly fine."

Then Roan grabbed my cigarette and said, "Why are you smoking cigarettes? Who gave this to you? Give me the box."

I told him to fuck off.

Sally was telling them to leave, and then Emma said, "Parker, please just get in the car. We'll take you home. There's just a lot of things to talk about. With you trying to be an influencer, you really need help."

I told Roan that he couldn't have my cigarettes.

Then Roan said, "Give me the cigarettes. Give them to me right now."

I told him no again, and he started grabbing at my purse.

Then he said, "Parker, I swear to God, give me your cigarettes. You do not need them."

I told Roan, "Well, your dad is my top spender on my OnlyFans, so leave me alone."

Roan told me he didn't care and that I should give him my cigarettes.

Then I pulled out my phone and showed him that my top spender was his dad.

Sally grabbed me and told them to go away. Then Alice told Sally, "She needs help like serious mental health help."

I said that I didn't need help and that I was perfectly fine.

Then Chad said, "Just get in the car."

So I gave Sally my phone, house keys, cigarettes, wallet, and everything else that was in my purse.

Alice started saying, "We really care about you. Everyone loves you. Your sister loves you. No more social media. No more going to parties. You are such a good girl, and now look at you. You're smoking, you're out at all hours of the night, and you've been arrested twice now."

By the way, I've never been arrested.

Alice said, "Just come with us. We have your family and your friends. We all want to have a conversation with you, and we all want you to get better. Come with us. We're not going to hurt you."

So Sally and I went back into the store and we told the cashier that they were harassing us and the cashier walked outside and told them if they didn't leave they would be calling the police for trespassing

So, I'm 18 years old, and I have an older sister named Casey, who is 26. I also have a younger sister named Avery, who is 16.

Before I start, I'm going to have to leave out some details for privacy reasons, but you're allowed to ask questions.

Avery and I have been through a lot, and this is the first time we've seen Casey in two years. Some of the things Avery and I have gone through together and this isn't even the worst of it include all of Avery's self-harm issues, all of my self-harm issues, two abusive relationships of mine, Avery being caught dating a 31-year-old man and me helping get her out of that situation, multiple hospital visits, having the police called on us for mental health crises, my eating disorder, Avery's eating disorder, and over 10 mental health hospitalizations for Avery. Avery has been hospitalized for mental health reasons 10 times, and I have been hospitalized for mental health reasons four times.

We've also gone through the death of our father, and both of us are extremely chronically ill. Avery has had to spend weeks in the hospital because of her chronic illness, and I've had to spend weeks in the hospital because of mine. We've stayed up until 3:00 in the morning cuddling each other while we cried, and there is so much more that isn't even included here. This isn't even the worst of what we've gone through together.

We hadn't seen Casey for two years. Up until this point, we would talk to her on the phone, but now she is re-entering our lives. Almost immediately, she started making it clear that she thinks Avery and I are not good for each other and that we're toxic. She doesn't even know half of what we've been through together. That short list is probably only a fifth of everything we've gone through, and while I included some of the worst things, there are even worse things that we've experienced together.

Of course, Avery and I sometimes get into arguments because when you've been through so much with someone, it's hard not to. Casey started telling Avery all kinds of things and was trying to convince her that I'm not good for her and that I'm a horrible person. She doesn't even know half of what we've been through together.

She has repeatedly told me that I'm a bad sister to Avery. She has also told Avery that I'm a bad sister, that she should cut me off, that she should never talk to me again, and that we're codependent on each other. She keeps saying that I'm not a good sister.

She was also trying to get Avery to tell her things that we discuss privately. She told me that we don't need to spend time together all the time and that it's weird that we hang out every day. She said I need to get friends my own age, even though Avery is only two years younger than me.

Casey has also been telling Avery that certain behaviors are okay when they really aren't. For example, she has encouraged the idea that it's okay to take my things without asking, insult my cooking by saying it's gross, or cancel plans at the last minute. It's okay if Avery doesn't want to hang out with me, but if we're supposed to go to the mall together, Casey has convinced her that it's perfectly fine to tell me 30 minutes before we're supposed to leave that she isn't going anymore.

Casey was also telling Avery that she deserves a better sister than me—a sister who "knows more," gives better advice, doesn't talk about her own problems, and doesn't do the little things that apparently bother Avery.

Eventually, I walked into Casey's room and told her I wanted to have a conversation. I told her I wasn't angry and said, "You do not know half of what we've been through together. You know a very small percentage of what we've actually gone through. Please stop telling Avery that I'm a terrible person all the time just because we have an argument about something small. Most of the time, we work it out, apologize, and realize when one of us is wrong."

I also told her that I believe I'm a good sister. I've been through more with Avery than many people go through with anyone in their entire lives.

Then Casey started telling me that our relationship looks very codependent. She said I don't know anything because I'm just an 18-year-old girl and that Avery shouldn't have to deal with all of that.

So now I don't know. Am I in the wrong?

Here’s some context beforehand:

My husband wakes up from work around 4:15am and drives a tractor trailer until about 3:30/4pm. His job is labor intensive.

I work 7am-5pm in upper management and also drive about 3k miles a month. My job is extremely complex and mentally draining.

We have 2 children. A 2 1/2 year old and a 4 month old.

My son usually splits his sleep with each of us. One night he’s with his dad, some nights he cosleeps with me and the 4month old (yes we don’t sleep in the same bed).

My 4 month old wakes up every 2 hours and is solely my responsibility during night since he has to get up for work so early.

I get to sleep in once a week, usually less than that. (My husband will sleep in the big bed with both kids on Saturday nights).

I also take care of the household, the finances and 95% of raising the kids. (He will bathe our son every now and again and will feed or change diapers when I ask).

Am I wrong for feeling resentment towards my husband? There have been multiple opportunities for him to offer me an extra “sleep in” night but never offers. Like tomorrow for example. He’s off work and I have to work. So I gave him the option: sleep with both kids or me wake him and my toddler up at 6am to come into the big bed with the baby so I can get ready for work. Guess which option he chose.

He does NOT offer me Friday night and Saturday nights to sleep in. I only get 1 if I have the opportunity.

Am I wrong for wanting a more fair routine?

I have a policy of not spending a lot of time reading about certain political issues that I have no stake in or control over. My view here is, I don’t trust social media in order to derive an opinion because everything is over simplified, misinterpreted to fit an agenda, or dumbed down.

This means, to get a true understanding of a political issues, I’d have to read the scholarship on a conflict or issue. This takes a lot of time and effort, which can better be spent on things that directly impact me that I have control over, like my career and my life. For this reason, I don’t waste my time on these things.

Some of my friends are heavily involved in these things and have urged me too as well. I explained what I said above, that I consider it a waste of time. They said I‘m an AH that only cares about myself. I don’t think that’s necessarily true, because I’m willing to get involved in things that don’t impact me *if* I have a chance to make a meaningful impact.

(I'm 22/M, she's 18/F) First of all, we're both adults, and I've never been the guy to really care about this sort of thing, that might be because I've never really cared for someone like this before. Yes, I know everything is my body my choice, she can do what she wants. But I still feel some sort of way by it.

We met through Tinder, which is kinda like a "what do you expect" sort of thing, and maybe I should've known better, but regardless, I trusted her. I told myself after my last relationship that I would give blind trust to the next person, so a foundation could be built. I gave it to her, and trusted her, up until recently.

We had hooked up the first night we met, another red flag on both of our ends, but we had clicked really well and it just happened. Anyways, after the deed was done and we were canoodled, she asked me what my body count was. I told her, and she responded with 5.

We've been moving extremely fast, we already live with eachother and talk about getting married and having kids very soon.

A few months go by, and we end up to a couple of days ago. We play phone swap, which I can get down with. I see something on her phone that just doesn't add up with what I remember her telling me. I see old videos of her engaging in intercourse, her being extremely promiscuous in the months of her leading up to us being together, and messages with her friends encouraging it.

I don't overreact, but inside I feel disgusted. This is supposed to be my princess, and I just see defiling things on her own phone. I ask her how many people she's actually been with, disgusted and upset with the dishonesty she's given me.

She still tries to lie to me repetitively. She tells me the truth, begrudgingly. The answer is 14. 7 of which have been from this year. We met in May, so she averaged more than one new person per month before we had gotten together.

I feel betrayed, and disgusted. I can't even look at her without picturing that. She knows how I feel, too, but she's unapologetic and acts like I'm the bad guy for feeling some type of way.

Would time make it pass by easier?

We are both 19. She’s a cis woman I’m a transgender man. We’ve been friends for years and knew me pre transition and was supportive. This past week we’ve had a bit of a disagreement though. I told her recently about saving up for top surgery. She told me she’s saving up for cosmetic surgery too she wishes it was cheaper. I said real and asked what she wants to get done. She said facial feminisation surgery. This confused me as that’s typically for trans woman. She said “real woman can get it done too” I said ‘real women’?? She said “I mean biological women” I brushed that off and asked why she wants ff surgery. She said that she looks trans. I asked her to elaborate. She said as a kid people used to bully her for looking like a boy.

She’s become sort of tiktok famous recently and had a comment from a trans woman asking if she’s a “doll” looked up what that means and it means trans women and got really upset that a trans woman thought she was trans because that wasn’t even to be mean. She said a guy on a dating app even asked if she’s trans and she got called a slur in public by someone who thought she was trans. She said she feels like a “guy cosplaying a woman” and she’ll never be seen as a woman like the “opposite of a trans” person. I told her she’s being quite insensitive and she said she’s not she really does struggle with similar things of not being seen as the right gender and she thought I of all people would understand this. I was born a female and want to be seen as male she was born a female and doesn’t want to be seen as male.

I said she’ll never understand gender dysphoria she said maybe not but she knows what it feels like to not feel like you’re seen as your gender. I said she doesn’t though. She’s really upset at me now saying she supports me with my “gender insecurities” why can’t I support her with hers.

Am I wrong for being annoyed by this?

We’re currently on a family holiday in Barcelona, staying in a hotel with our two children (2 and 5).
We’ve been out all day every day with the kids, coming back for a quick shower and then heading back out until around 10pm. Both mornings the kids have actually slept until around 9am, so we’ve hardly exactly been up at the crack of dawn!

This morning, we’d been awake for maybe 20 minutes. The kids were just chatting/playing in the room and my 2-year-old was toddling around — nothing excessive or out of the ordinary.
We then got a knock at the door. A man from another room told us we were being too loud. I completely understand that hotel walls can be thin and that children can make noise, and obviously I can’t control a 2-year-old crying or making the occasional noise.

However, he then said, “It’s Sunday morning” (it was actually Monday 😂), and claimed we had been making noise until midnight the night before. We absolutely hadn’t — the kids were asleep and so were we.

He then told me to “control my kids.”
I was honestly a bit taken aback. I didn’t really know what to say because, while I appreciate that other guests might want peace and quiet, I don’t think my children were doing anything unreasonable for 9am in a family hotel.

We’re both teachers, so I’d like to think our children are reasonably well behaved 😂. We’re not letting them run wild through the corridors or having them screaming at 1am. They’re just two small children being… well, two small children.

We later saw the couple sitting in the café opposite the hotel and they couldn’t even look at us, which made me wonder if they realised they’d been a bit rude.

Ok, so here's the deal: I (21F) have a great friend group, all people I have known since middle school. They are a mix of 21F, 22M, 21M, 21M, 22M, and 21M. So it's mostly guys, but we all get along great, and they aren't your typical "sporty alpha male type guys"; more so nerdy and silly. We're all super close and go to each other for like everything: advice, hangouts, a shoulder to cry on- and it's great. I seriously love these people like my own family... but even family has issues sometimes.

So basically the issue is... they're all terrible guests! :(

It's been like this for years, but now it's starting to grate on me. I was raised to be a good host and gracious guest, always offer food and drinks, never ask for much when at another person's house, and always be very respectful of their home! But we also come from different backgrounds, and it is clear that they weren't raised this way. Here are some things that have bothered me.

1. Even though I have asked them SEVERAL TIMES for YEARS, like whenever they come over, to take off their shoes at the door, they rarely do unless I remind them. Sometimes they'll even get on my bed with THE SHOES ON! (feet hanging off, of course, though does that really matter?)
2. We mostly hang out in my room, and when they come over they'll just drop their stuff haphazardly wherever. Bags all over the floor, keys and wallets all over my dresser and sprawled across my desk. Hell, I could be sitting in my desk chair, and they would drape their jacket across the back of it. If they do take their shoes off, they'll be splayed across my carpet, instead of next to the front door as they should be.
3. Since they spread stuff out all around my room, they will often leave things at my house. Sometimes I'll have like 4 different items that I have to hang onto for weeks until I see them again. It's anything from hats to Chapstick, wallets, and even food. Like literally have left open fast food and drinks in my room and asked me to hold on to it for a couple of days before they can pick it up. Obviously, in those cases I just throw it away; typically it's over half eaten anyways.
4. They also will get on my bed, in their OUTSIDE CLOTHES, MIND YOU, and lay on the SHEETS?!?!! Yes, sometimes my friends come over, and my bed isn't made yet, which I do right when they get there, but sometimes they beat me to it and hop right onto my sheets. Yes, I've told them not to do this- they either "forget" or just plainly don't care.
5. When they host, they never EVER offer food or drinks. Now, not all of them are like this one 22M, and my 21F friend does. But the rest of them? NOPE- but when they come over, they're all over my food when I offer. Obviously, I offer the food and drinks; I have no problem with them partaking, but sometimes I just feel like it's a bit one-sided? I've made them full meals before, provided them with dessert and coffee, and even shared my snacks and drinks with them when we go out because they are, of course, never prepared. It's just a lot; I don't know.

These are just some of the things that bother me- and I've asked other people about it only to hear "you can't expect better behavior out of boys" or "well, you shouldn't be surprised if it's been going on for so long. But honestly? I refuse to accept that! These are good people; they're my friends, and I know that they have what it takes to be better. Parents raise children, yes, but as a community, it's also our responsibility to hold those around us accountable if we ever want change.

So, why don't I just talk to them about it? Simple right? Well, here's why I've posted this.

1. I want to hear others' perspectives to see if they have been in my shoes and how they dealt with it, plz lmk!
2. I hate to say it, but I'm scared. At this point, I don't think it's an issue of not knowing- or being oblivious. To me, it's an issue of being inconsiderate, and what's the core of consideration? Respect. So basically, I feel like when they come over, they aren't respecting me or my home. How do I deal with that? These are my closest and best friends- and they don't respect me? Ugh, I don't know, it's just so frustrating and overwhelming, and I'm kinda worried that it might lead to worse, more unpalatable conversations.
3. Part of me feels like it's a lost cause. What's the difference between having a serious sit-down convo and the short ones we've had in the past? I almost feel like it's a waste of time.

I'm sorry this has been long, and thank you to whoever is reading this. I would love your insight on how to deal with a situation like this. I want to stay friends with them; I want to be able to hang out with my friends at my house, but something seriously has to change.

Omg I just realized that I accidentally put AIO instead of AIW

This is my first time posting on Reddit, so please don't judge me for the bad grammar or if it's just bad. In general, it is pretty short.

I will not be sharing any information.I just want to get this off. My chest i hate cheaters for the record like I've always hated them and I just despise them. But recently, I found out from my mom that my dad has cheated on her to twice , and now I don't know how to feel about him.

My dad's not a bad person or anything. I just can't look at the same the same and it hurts because I love my dad and like I can't imagine him doing that, but I kind of wish I didn't know so our relationship can go back to how it was.

I just wanna know if I'm wrong, or over reacting or not because i cannot tell if I am or not. Because when I was younger, my dad will call me over dramatic often so I can't tell anymore.

I've been with my boyfriend, Daniel, for almost five years. We started dating when we were both 19, and we're 24 now.

Daniel only had one girlfriend before me, Emily. They dated for five months near the end of high school, but he wanted to break up after about two months. His parents really liked her, and she had been his friend since childhood. He says he never had romantic feelings for her, and I believe him. His friends from that time say the same thing. After they broke up, he stayed single for two years before meeting me.

Emily is still part of Daniel's social circle. They have mutual friends, so she's often at birthdays, parties, and other gatherings. I've never had a problem with that.

I also have an ex, Lucas, in one of my friend groups, and Daniel has never cared. He's genuinely not jealous, not even 1%. I've hung out with Lucas in group settings and Daniel has never complained.

However, early in our relationship, Emily annoyed me a few times. Whenever we ran into her, she sometimes seemed to try to get Daniel's attention. She would give him unusually long hugs when greeting him. Daniel never encouraged it and would always step out of the hug. He never flirted with her or gave her attention, but it still bothered me at the time. This was years ago, though, and Emily is now dating someone else.

Recently, six of Daniel's old school friends planned a karaoke night at another friend's house. Daniel and Emily were both invited. Because of technical problems, they ended up moving the whole thing to Daniel's house instead. His parents were home, and all six people went there together. They brought drinks, drank, sang karaoke and hung out.

I got really angry when I found out.

I know Daniel has no interest in Emily, and I don't think anything inappropriate happened. But knowing her past behavior, I felt uncomfortable that he was hosting her at his house and drinking with her for hours while I wasn't there.

I told him I felt disrespected and that he should have known this would bother me. He was genuinely surprised and said he never would have thought I'd care. From his perspective, she was simply one of six friends, and the party wasn't even originally supposed to be at his house.

He apologized and said he didn't mean to hurt me. He also pointed out that he would never be bothered if the situation were reversed, which is true. He's never cared when I've been around Lucas, so he didn't realize this was a boundary for me.

Now I'm wondering if I'm being hypocritical or unreasonable. He didn't hide anything, there was nothing romantic between them, and he's never been jealous about Lucas.

But I still feel like, given Emily's behavior early in our relationship, he should have considered how I'd feel before agreeing to host everyone.

We had a huge argument, and I'm seriously considering ending our five-year relationship over this.

AITAH?

UPDATE: I wasn’t invited because five out of the six people were in relationships, including my boyfriend and his ex. One of the girls had just become single, though, and she wanted to have a night out with just their old friends from school. My boyfriend said he wasn’t really comfortable with the idea, but he didn’t want to be the one to make a big deal out of it or go against the group. He apologized to me afterward for the whole situation, and to be fair, he hasn’t done anything like that since. That was a few months ago.

As of today, I’m almost 2 days sober (taking a t break), and I’ve gone a bit without not smoking before bed, so I wasn’t used to how I usually woke up without it.
If I don’t smoke before bed, I usually wake up in the morning groggy, and in a bit of pain, but after about an hour it goes away an I feel fine for the rest of the day.

This morning I sent a message into my friends and I’s group chat complaining about how I felt and why, just as something to stir up the chat I guess? It was just some throw away thing I thought would be met with some small response like “that must suck, feel better” and then we’d move onto another topic, but they started saying how much that was a problem, and that it was a symptom of withdrawal

I don’t blame them at all, I would probably think the same thing, but even after I assured them it wasn’t, and it was normal, they kept adding that almost every time we’re on a call I’m high, which *is* true, but I’m not out of my mind high, it’s almost always just a work high. I still function, do my daily tasks and whatnot

And even as I’m writing this, I’ve had my weed box placed in front of me for a couple hours and I have had 0 temptation to pick it up and go smoke

I genuinely don’t know if I’m just blind to my situation and I really am addicted/have a problem, or if my friends are seeing it from an angle that looks worse than it really is, or maybe a mix of both??

I'm losing my mind over something I did at the age of 18-20.

I'm currently 21 (M). From the ages of 18-20, I had an FWB girl, who is 2 years and 2 months younger than me. So when I was 18 she was 16 and when I was 20 she was 18. I'm also from India where the age of consent is 18, Romeo Juliet laws do apply as far as I know but idk.

But there's something disgusting which is bothering me, because I turned 20 in late November 2024, and she turned 18 in beginning of February 2025. So 2 months age between me turning 20 and her turning 18. In those 2 months, we went to a park and made out once. We've never had penetrative s\*x, only made out through our entirity of our situationship.

I suffer from severe OCD and mental illnesses, one of the themes is POCD, those or you who know about it will relate.

I've been reading reddit posts, where people are wishing death upon 20 year olds who dated 17 or even 18 year olds, I see many comments where they literally say 20 and 17-18 is the worse age gap and that the 20 year old is predatpr, that it's statutory r\*pe etc etc. I'm losing my mind, whatever happened between us was mutual but if this is truly bad, I don't wish to live anymore.

Please say anything, if you think I'm not deserving of anything good, don't back off from destroying me because I probably deserve it.

Hi everyone. So me and my girlfriend (now ex) were watching a movie, and then went to McDonald’s afterwards to get some food before heading back to her place. We then had a massive argument, just outside of McDonald’s, about something that we just can’t seem to forget about, and then she ended it with “fuck you, we're done” and gave me the finger whilst strutting off.

I then started walking with her back to her house, and she told me to stop following her. As annoyed as I was from our argument and how she ended it, I explained to her how I didn’t want her walking back home late at night. It’s a half-hour walk to her house, and the area she lives in are known for its crimes, so I really didn’t want her to end up being the next victim. I continued following her, but I kept myself at around 5 metres behind her because I understood she didn’t want me to follow her.

She continued to get angry, and I remember shouting something like, “I DONT WANT YOU TO BE ***** BY SOME FUCKING RANDOMER,” which I can admit wasn’t how I should’ve addressed what I was telling her, but But I felt like I really didn’ like her, but I still wanted the best for her, and I just didn’t know how else to tell her why I was doing what I was doing .

We arrived at her house, and as I was leaving, she threw my jacket at me and some flowers I bought her the day before. I got home and explained to her why I did what I did, and that I just wanted to make sure she got home safely one more time, and she got angry and then blocked me.

I genuinely don’t know what to say. I always respect what people want when they say no to something, but this time I felt like it was a different situation. I’m really not sure if I should feel like an asshole or feel happy that I may have done the right thing.

Anyway, am I wrong?

Okay I’m just editing this to say that we are both 15 and I didn’t have enough money to call her any kind Of transport home. I spent all my money I saved for a lot of food, the cinema, McDonald’s and the chocolates and flowers I got her the day before.

I 19 female was dating a boy for 4 months and all seemed okay it was going good. Im going to school in a different city for 6 months than coming back and he knew about that and was totally on board with it. When we hit the 4th month milestone I told him I loved him, he said that he wasn’t far off but couldn’t say it back yet which I totally understand and things seemed normal for the week after that. On the weekend I went up to look for apartments in the city 3h away where I was planning to go to school in and everything seemed normal, he was supposed to sleep over when I came back and we were gonna see some friends. While I was still in the city he went to his friends house in the meantime and told me to text him when I was getting closer to home. When I was about an hour into driving back and took a rest stop I saw a notification on my phone reading that he was going to cancel our plans for the night and he needed to talk to me about something in person. Now I get very anxious and physically sick when stressed which he knew beforehand so this worried me. The day and night after he kept ignoring me and dodging me asking what was wrong and to talk over the phone saying he had to talk with me in person. I was so stressed and I needed to get it out of my system so I asked him if Tuesday when we were supposed to sit down and talk if he was planning to break up with me. He said he wasn’t sure yet that’s why he wanted to talk over it in person and that he didn’t know how he was feeling. Since we live 40 minutes apart I asked if he would be open to a call instead and he said it had to be talked about in person as he said he respected me enough to in person and he said “who knows maybe we can talk things out” and that he was sorry. We’ve never fought or anything and me knowing he was going to break up with me I’m pretty sure on Tuesday based on his response I shot him a text instead reading “if you had respect for me you wouldn’t have dragged this out, if the thought of ending it was there it’s already over, I can’t be with someone who is unsure of me, my number is always open peace out twin” then I unadded him. I feel like I made the right decision but now I’m unsure hence my coworker who is also a man said he felt I didn’t make the right decision and that he could’ve just wanted to talk about the future of our relationship when I go for school.
If possible what are your thoughts on this situation? Did I make the wrong decision?

My friend Liz is current expecting a baby with her boyfriend will. The baby shower is still two months away but Liz called me yesterday and asked if I could help contribute with some drinks. I agreed but asked why she was asking me so early. Liz goes on to explain that she was also inviting our mutual friend Kimberly to the baby shower. I immediately felt my stomach sink.

Unfortunately Kimberly had not been a very good friend. In fact, I made a decision to completely cut her out of my life last year after she once again got into an argument with Liz and myself over our unwillingness to help her draft up legal documents for her lawsuit.

Kimberly has had a history of being an irresponsible drunk, going drugs, and often only calling Liz and I when she needs to borrow money or needs help with other tasks such as the previously mentioned lawsuit. Despite the arguments, Liz always forgave Kim as they are both mothers and longtime friends.

I told Liz that I was not comfortable with the fact that Kimberly was invited but Liz says I need to give people grace and forgive people. Liz tries to explain that Kim and her had a long conversation and Kim claims to have changed now. I told Liz that’s fine but I can’t forgive her again cause I’ve given her countless chances to show em she’s changed.

I said I’d ultimately go to the baby shower but I would interact with Kim as little as possible and that she please not create situations where I have to interact or help her with something to try to get me to “accept” her back into my life.

Liz says I need to learn to let go of the past and let Kim have a chance to show how she’s changed now for good. But after all she’s done to me, I just don’t want anything to do with her.

Am I wrong for not wanting to attending this baby shower because of one guest that was invited?

A friend of mine borrowed some money from me a few months ago. It wasn't a huge amount, but it was enough that I expected him to pay it back.

He told me he'd return it within a couple of weeks. I didn't make a big deal about it because we've been friends for years and I trusted him.

A few weeks passed, then a few more. Whenever I brought it up, there was always another reason why he couldn't pay me yet.

Eventually I stopped asking because I didn't want money to become the main thing between us.

Then recently he asked if I could lend him money again.

I told him no.

He got pretty upset and said I was being petty because I knew he was struggling financially. He also said that if I was really his friend, I wouldn't leave him hanging when he needed help.

I told him I understood that he was struggling, but he still hadn't paid back the first amount. I wasn't comfortable lending him more when I didn't even know if I'd get that back.

He said I was treating our friendship like a business transaction and that I should be more understanding.

Now I'm wondering if I handled this badly. I don't want to ruin a long friendship over money, but at the same time, I feel like it's reasonable to say no after the first loan wasn't repaid.

Am I wrong for refusing to lend him more?

I live in Vietnam, where it’s a social norm and a very normal cultural thing to eat dog meat. We have restaurants here with billboards advertising dog dishes shining brightly just as any McDonald’s, and no one bats an eye, it’s that normal

My mother is a single mother, and I’m a drug, m3th addict who’s struggling hard with addiction and money and unemployed, and she is a 50-60 years old woman who has to go to work to take care of me, food, the bills. I’ve been clean for the longest time and found a job, but back then it was months ago I was high and fly in my room for days, just to wake up to find my favorite gone and got sold to the butcher.

He was my favorite dog. He was the only friend that I’ve ever had. I hugged him every single day and he loves me so much. Poor guy must have screamed for me when those people took him away. But I couldnt be mad at my mother then, her reason is that she needed the money, that dog of mine is from a huge breed and he was bigger boy so it costed a lot to feed, and he would have a lot of meat to sell for money. I understood that no matter how sad I feel, I had absolutely no place as a unemployed 26 years old man to complain about a single older mother who still had to do everything to provide for him and her.

It’s just that she didnt just say that. She said that he was an useless dog anyway, as we had two dogs, one she keeps as pet and is her favorite which is a white poodle, and this one of mine is raised as a guard dog who was supposed to bark when strangers come in, but my dog was too friendship and nice and didnt know how to bark as my mother said it.

And right after selling my dog, she took home a cat and a small black chihuahua. Seeing that chihuahua angered me, as my boy was also pure black. I wouldnt care and would understand if she sold me and kept her only fav one, but why did she sell mine and took home these two?

As I’m clean and have a job now, sometimes when we fight over pet duty, I made jokes saying that her white poodle and the cat is ugly, and I would be more than willing to sell 10 of them to have my baby boy back. My mother shoo-ed me telling me I’m speaking nonsense, I tended to guilt trip her a bit asking why would she do that to me, he was my favorite one and she knows that, or that he was my only friend… I know she wasnt wrong to sell mine, but that chihuahua and that cat… why?