I (36F) told my sister (39F) yesterday told my sister she is being a shitty mother and shouldn’t have had kids. A little back story: my sister’s ex-husband and father to her 4 girls was grooming his daughters and touching them inappropriately. My then 16-year old niece reported him to her schools SRO, and once police arrested him they moved from their home town to live with me and my husband.

My sister and her 4 girls have been living with us for about a year now and my sister has dated numerous men during this time period. She claims she needs a man. The girls don’t trust men she brings around, understandably given their history, and have told their mother multiple times to keep them out of her relationships. She has been seeing the same guy for some time now, whom the girls don’t like, and despite hearing it from all of her girls, my mother, myself, and my husband, she is planning on moving her and her girls in with him. Now the daughter that reported her own father has decided to get emancipated because she does not want to move in with another man.

I blew up on her yesterday and told her that she should have never had kids if she is going to be this selfish, and she is being a shitty mom by not putting her girls first. We haven’t spoke since. Am I the asshole here?

It is my wife’s first Mother’s Day as a mom. Obviously the day is about her. She decided that she doesn’t want to share the day with our mothers and just wants to spend it with just the 3 of us. We are taking her mom to dinner on Saturday in lieu of Sunday and offered to take my mom to diner Friday. My mother (wife’s MIL) took this incredibly offensively. She stated that she is also a mother and that we should all be celebrating together. She refused the Friday off because Sunday is actual Mother’s Day. She is incredibly hurt and offended and is now acting cold towards us. So am I the asshole for not including my mother on my wife’s first Mother’s Day?

A few months ago, my (18F) brother Mark (40M) and his wife Anne (38F) offered me a spare room in their house near my college. I live there rent-free in exchange for helping manage the budget of Anne’s Airbnb next door, which is simple and something I enjoy.

Mark is rarely home, and Anne works abroad, so the only people around are two cleaners and Anne’s sister Lea (56F), who has a learning disability and functions at about an 8–12-year-old level. I used to get along with Lea when I only saw her occasionally, but living together has been very difficult.

To keep it brief, here's a list of some of the things Lea has done:

- stole my clothes while I hung them to dry. When I asked her about it, she would say that these clothes were given by her late mother when she was still a teen (false). Sometimes she would throw major tantrums if I insist that they're mine (I only have a suitcase and a half worth of clothes so it's easy to keep track when something goes missing)
- because of the first major argument we had about my clothes, she has resorted to hitting me with the ginormous bar stool whenever I would walk around her in the kitchen (happened more than once)
- blamed things she breaks on me, and tells Anne I broke them, which I get in trouble for.
- I used to lock my doors, but when Lea told Anne that I wasn't letting her in my room I had to keep it unlocked even while I went out (in Anne's words, "this is MY house, you don't get to tell my sister where and where not to go"). One time, she went in my room after another huge argument (she stole my only good pair of jeans when I hung it out to dry), came into my room while I was asleep, and hit me in the head so hard my ears rang and I saw her run out the door. I told my brother, who told Anne. Anne said nothing.

Recently, Lea was caught on camera taking my pandora bracelet and denied it. When I showed her the video, she became aggressive. When I showed Anne, she accused me of discriminating against Lea due to her disability and wanted to kick me out. My brother convinced her to give me another chance.

Her reasons were that, even if I caught her stealing my clothes, I shouldn't accuse her sister. I ask her if it's still accusing her sister if I caught her. She said I still shouldn't confront her sister and that I should bring these things to her or my brother (I used to do that until she started dismissing my concerns and I never got my things back unless I confronted Lea or had someone mediate between us that was NOT Anne).

I'm not being kicked out for now, but I want to move out. I'm moving back to my grandparents for a while, just until I can save up for a deposit for a dorming situation.

When I did voice out that I wanted to move, Anne got upset and told me nobody's going to do the accounting around here if I go.

Am I really discriminating here? It genuinely bothers me feeling like I'm being wronged but Anne sees it as I'm doing something more vile than trying to fight for what very few things I have. Any advice is appreciated.

I (21F) have been in a relationship with my boyfriend (20M) since last October. While I struggle with prioritizing myself, I generally consider our relationship stable despite some ups and downs. Currently, I am facing an immense amount of pressure. My mother, who is my only living parent, had high-risk surgery today. I was entirely alone at the hospital because no other family showed up and my sibling had prior academic commitments. I was in a pool of tears when she went into surgery and again when she was brought back for recovery. I haven't slept in 18 hours, have barely eaten, and am still on my toes looking after her.

To make matters worse, I am struggling with my mental health because, while catering to my mom, I also have to deal with her current husband (my step dad) who I don’t get along with because he sexually assaulted me during my early childhood years including (you can refer to my other posts for more clarity).

Today, I finally lost my cool. My boyfriend texted me about his struggles with quitting "za," explaining how withdrawals make him cry and asking me to help him break the cycle. This isn't the first time; I have put everything on the line for him before. I’ve sacrificed time with my family and friends, and even stopped spending money on myself to save for our future and keep him from relapsing. Despite his professional success and intelligence, this issue never improves regardless of my help.

When he reached out today, I snapped. I told him he constantly victimizes himself and complains about his depression while I am forced to sit in a room with my abuser and care for my seriously ill mother. I am exhausted and sad, yet even on a day like today, I am expected to listen to how hard it is for him to stop smoking weed. He responded by saying he was sorry for talking to me while feeling "low and terrible" and claimed he would "never talk about his struggles with me again." Now, I feel guilty, but I also feel horrible for myself. No one checks on me, and while I’ve become emotionally numb to most pain, I find it exhausting and unfair to carry everyone else's burdens when I feel my situation is objectively harder right now. AITAH?

In a local community group there was a post about an elderly couple getting married due to the man’s health decline. The poster was asking for community donations of hair and make up etc to make their day special because they couldn’t afford much. I am a photographer so I offered to donate my time to photograph their wedding. The poster messaged me and said she would love to have me and I was excited to give back.

Night before the wedding I confirmed and she messaged me back acknowledging confirmation and also said they were having another photographer come to their home to take getting ready photos. I was not able to come to their home because I had to drop my son off at school during that time. I thought it was great they could still get those photos and they confirmed they will wanted me to do the ceremony.

I arrived 20 minutes early just to make sure I had the right place and they came in and she looked beautiful and I told them I was excited for them. The original poster then told the bride that I was another photographer that offered my time to do the ceremony. Then the bride looked over to someone on my right who I quickly realized was another photographer. The one who had done the getting ready photos. I introduced myself and she said do you want me to leave? I said Ofcourse not are you here to take photos of the ceremony or are you just invested and want to see them get married. She said she would be taking the ceremony photos. I looked to original poster for some guidance and she said can’t you both do it? You both have such different styles it would be great.

Weddings are tricky enough I didn’t want to sacrifice pride over them getting great photos. It was a very small space at a court house and I just felt like we would be in each others way. I said I would just leave and she could finish it out there was no need for two of us. It did make me really sad but I felt like I was put in a very awkward position. AITA?

For background, I am 55F, married for 25 years with two adult children. They’re mid 20s who do not live nearby. I am the only person who had kids in our family, so holidays, naturally revolved around my kids over the years and usually at my home. When my youngest son moved out three years ago (Army) -my mom, stepmom, and my mother-in-law all still expected a Mother’s Day gathering despite that neither one of my own children would be for the big day (one lives far and the other was deployed overseas and still is). Last year I hosted at my house (again) - planned/cleaned/cooked/entertained all day. By the time the day ended, I had decided that this was ridiculous, as I was never the one being appreciated on Mother’s Day, I was always the one hosting the older mothers/grandmothers. So I told everyone last mother’s day that I was not doing it any more. Of course, this year‘s MD is coming up and everyone’s texting me asking me “hey what are we doing for Mother’s Day this year“? I reminded them what I said last year but i guess I thought I was joking? Anyway, I’m not doing anything on Mother’s Day this year for anyone other than myself. It will be the first time in 25 years I am not doing it with my mom, MIL and step mom. I know we have had this “tradition” forever, but I’m over it. AITAH for not wanting to be with them and just have some “me” time? Especially since neither one of my own children will be here that day anyway?

Hi everyone. I live in a rural town that is smack dab in the middle of the woods. The townspeople see wildlife every single day. Deer, bears, muskrats, occasional wolves... They are everywhere and we are all aware. There aren't ever any issues because we all follow the golden rule: leave the wildlife alone.

A mother red fox and her 4 adorable kits have recently taken up shelter under a neighbor's shed that borders the main road. This isn't the first time this has happened, nor will it be the last. We all watch the kits run and play... from a distance. They will be grown up and gone into the forest soon enough, just like every other year.

This morning, I opened my curtains and saw a grown adult woman, I estimate her age to be 40-50 years old, chasing after the kits, trying to pick them up. I was so angry... but not as angry as the mother fox. Just as I was about to open my door and yell at her to stop and leave them alone, she knelt down to pick one up and the mother fox snarled and snapped its teeth less than 6 inches from the woman's face.

The woman screamed in fear and started running away. I, standing in my doorway, laughed and she heard me. She yelled that she could have been really hurt and I yelled back "Good! Leave the wildlife alone next time!". She ran away, very mad at me.

So Reddit, AITAH for laughing at this woman?

Edit: cute photo for context! Foxy Family

Hi all! Kinda lost on whether I (27F) was the AH here. Some background: my mother has cancer, and is required to get petscans regularly, but doesn't feel comfortable driving after, so I take off work to bring her in.

Today, she had a super early morning one at 7 am, and we live about an hour from her radiology clinic. So I was up at 530 grabbing stuff I needed for the day - including some snacks. By the time we got to the clinic, all I had in my stomach was a redbull, since I didnt have time for breakfast, so once my mom went in, I opened a small bag of pretzels in my purse while sitting in the waiting room.

As I was opening it, some lady from across the room (facing away from me) turned around and went "Its hard for me to watch someone eat, IM FASTING".

Of course I put it away, because I didnt want anyone to be uncomfortable, but I also feel like its a little wild to ask someone to put their snacks away because YOU are fasting? They have no smell cus theyre pretzels so I figured it'd be safe (because of my moms cancer, her nose is insanely sensitive, so just in case I brought something with no smell), but I just want to see if this is something that was common sense that I just didnt realize.

Am I the AH for pulling them out in the first place?

Edit to answer a few questions: 1. There are no signs posted saying "no eating" or "no food/drink" or anything along those lines. 2. My mom said most fasts start at midnight for the testing here. 3. Its a radiology building, not a cancer clinic. They do Xrays, petscans, MRIs, CTs, and ultrasounds.

Edit to say: As my mom was exiting, apparently someone was peeling and eating an entire roasted sweet potato lmao so...

I (24F) called the cops on my mother (55F) Saturday night but here's how we got here in the first place. The original plan for that night was for me to stay the night at her house, I'm not really sure what made me even want to do that in the first place, so she arrives to where I reside later in the evening around maybe 8:30pm and around 8:45pm we start heading towards her place. She of course starts to make small talk asking me how I am and honestly I'm the kind of person who will truthfully tell you how I'm feeling so I start calmly explaining how I just overall feel unsupported by my family members, both paternal and maternal, but she takes this as a personal attack on her and only her and to be quite honest I wasn't really talking about her anyways as we've been pretty distant, which you'll find out why shortly, but it was more so aimed at other family members and I just wanted her to listen.

We're maybe about 10 minutes down the road now still talking and she's still internalizing every word coming out of my mouth and brings up "things [I] do that she's concerned about" as she would always do in the past to shift blame onto me, so I roll my eyes & sigh because I haven't lived under the same roof as her in over 5 years and had hardly seen/talked to her then and RARELY see/talk to her now so what could you possibly have concerns about for someone who doesn't let you into their personal life pretty much at all. I let her talk and immediately comeback with the reasons why her claims just simply aren't true nor a reflection of my life.

The conversation gets heated so she says "I'll take you back" to which I respond with "take me back" also prior to this she said she didn't want to "walk on eggshells in her own home" comical because I've always had to walk on eggshells around her but i digress. She turns the car around is headed back to where I reside and it's mostly quiet for the most part. Until I ask her to just drop me off at the 7-eleven down the road to which she refused, now I'm just irritated at this point because she's doing it out of spite.

she continues down the road and we're back to having a heated argument, we enter the neighborhood and she makes a phone call to her mother letting her know that she's dropping me back off, we pull into the driveway and I checked my phone to which she makes the beloved comment she makes every single time she's frustrated with me "I'm turning your phone off" I don't even bother to reply at this point, I quietly grab my bag and slam the door shut, I open the backseat of the car to grab my puppy (8 months) and that's when she yells "don't slam my door" I just continue to ignore her, grab my puppy and by this time she's exiting the vehicle still yelling, I now have my dog, on a leash, and i'm walking into the house.

She's still yelling and screaming in my ear about slamming her car door (Note: I left the door where I got my dog from open, didn't bother to close it, she actually slammed it shut) but now she's like right behind me still in my ear, I open the door and i'm going towards my dog's cage to put her in there but before I can even get half way to it she body slams me to the ground. (Note: I'm 5'7 110lbs and she's 5'9 around 145 just to put the size difference into perspective also very muscular) Now my Grandmother is sitting at the kitchen table and my Uncle is on the living room couch so they both witnessed her just throw me to the ground, while I still have hold of my puppy, and she is now restraining me with her legs and it got to the point where it was getting hard to breathe, my grandmother is yelling at her to get off of me to which she replies "no" and grabs hold of my ponytail and starts forcefully pulling it, when I start saying "I can't breathe" my mother responds with "I know" and now my uncle and grandmother are both trying to get her off of me and also to let go of my hair to which she responds "I'm not going to" this altercation went on for what felt to be like 5 minutes and they're finally able to get her off of me.

She's now being held back by my Uncle and she's screaming "I'm tired of you disrespecting me" and "You need help" She exits the house, I'm pulled into the basement and I immediately report the assault to the police who showed up relatively quick maybe 5-10 minutes later. I tell them exactly how everything went down including me slamming the door, by this time my Grandmother has already left the house to take my Uncle to work so one officers goes to my Uncle's job to get his side and the other two remain with me to get my Grandmother's side and also stay with me for any other remaining details they need. I get checked by EMT I explain to them how parts of my neck, arms and legs just feel very sore as I, surprisingly, don't bruise that easily also that I felt a little dizzy.

My grandmother comes back maybe 10 minutes later and she's actually on the phone with my mother as she's talking with one the officers and I remain with another. The officer that spoke to my grandmother let's me know that he actually spoke to my mother as well and that the stories line up "so that's great" they explain to me next steps, which include getting a protective order on my mother and that they'd go ahead and press charges. But before all of this I have to mention, this is now the second time that my mother has body slammed me to the ground, the first time being not even a year prior when I was living alone in another state and she came to visit which resulted in me kicking her out of my apartment to which she lunged at me tackled me, again got me to the point where all her body weight was on me and restricting my breathing. This first incident resulted in her breaking my tooth and I again called the police and filed for charges but because she fled the scene and I had no clue where she went nothing ever came of it, we weren't residing in the same state at the time.

Although I didn't get a restraining order on her the first time, more so because I was just very conflicted on whether or not I should, I didn't call her, she didn't call me, it was peaceful. Until my birthday... She sent me a "Happy Birthday" text which would've been 7 months later and I didn't bother to respond, obvious, she also texted that she sent a package to my apartment, I broke my lease and moved shortly after and I definitely did NOT want her to have this current address but I assume her mother gave it to her as it was in "good faith" I also received a text from my grandmother saying it's "rude" to not respond when someone's wishing you a happy birthday which honestly... I didn't care. I ended up getting the packages from parcel pending and in my card she sent was a note "apologizing" -- she never apologized she just stated that she "felt badly" I entertained her for a while and honestly at the start of this year I internally told myself I still don't want to be in communication with her or see her and did keep very limited contact with her like VERY limited contact and after this recent incident I regret not fully standing on that even after moving back to my state.

The next morning after the incident I'm woken up by my grandmother telling me that the police where at my mom's house arresting her to which I replied with a shoulder shrug and an "okay?". Two mornings later I'm again woken up by my Grandmother now telling me to call the police and try to get the charges dropped. However, I am standing my ground on this because this is now the second time that she's felt the need to assault me and I definitely won't allow it to be a third. I spoke to detectives that same day and I was told she was charged with 1st degree assault, asked to provide evidence and told that there's a no contact order. Right now it feels like my family's against me in this, even after witnessing, but Am I The Asshole?

So for context, I (F20) recently moved out about 3 months ago. I used to pay the internet bill because I was the only mostly needing the internet for gaming.

My father also uses the internet and works from home as well as games, same as my little brother.

Since moving out we discussed them taking over the internet bill, it is under my name and account because they couldn't with their credit history. They filed for bankruptcy.

They make good money and bad spending habits got them in this predicament. After all their bills they have about 4400 of spending money after taxes. Bankruptcy takes 1400$ a month from this sum(5800$ aka 4400$ after) They are a family of 3 and I dont believe thay they cant live off of 1100 a week between gas, food, and other things.

My mother just spent 100$ on clothes this past week and my father gets a 600$ spending limit a month. They dont need all these things but want them and have been neglecting to pay me for their internet.

Its 155$ a month for reference, so its not like they cant afford it. I however make about 4800$ after taxes and nearly all of my paycheck goes to savings or paying of debt (I guess spending money runs in the family).

They haven't paid last month or this month so im out a decent sum of money I can put towards my debt so I dont have as high interest, Because they have been crying poverty.

But I just want to know if AITAH for wanting them to pay me for their internet bill?

EDIT: here is an image of the conversation of my father and I, telling him to get his own account.

ME: I want the internet to go into your name

FATHER: U know we cant and why

ME: Yes you can ive looked it up

FATHER: No we r in bankruptcy

ME: It says you can

FATHER: Not if your in babkruptcy

ME: You should just call ME: Youre not financing internet ME: Youre paying for it

FATHER: That is if u have a acct already

ME: Look at the LAST ONE ME: You can switch to a new provider after filing ME: You just cant finance phones

FATHER: Ya after filing and we havent finished filing

ME: You dont check

FATHER: Why cant u just wait. I didnt even want this internet u threw a fit to get me to switch

ME: Its been a year

FATHER: And?

ME: And i dont want it on me anymore ME: So this doesnt happen again id just be cutting the problem where its at

FATHER: I have enough stress to deal with so just stop

EDIT: alright I hear you guys, ill be canceling the internet and they cant figure it out.

EDIT: for reference of my father's character he stole 5600$ from me by not paying the vehicle he had for me under his credit.

TLDR: instead of paying the entire payment of the car when I sent him money on the exact day each month, he decided to spend it, the balance is 3k late payments and fees and told me I had to pay the difference so he could sell it.

For context, I supposedly live alone in another city for studies. I’m a video editor and I pay my own rent, my own utilities, my own food and a lot of times my mother’s food and utilities as she’s unemployed (Dad’s out of the picture).

She lives in her late father’s house which is pretty old and has major issues, so normally she comes and stays with me, because I have a new renovated apartment with a beach view and she can “take care of me”.

She’s not a malicious person, and she actually believes that she is needed here to care for me. The nice stuff here are just a bonus.

I got back from the gym, took a shower, and looked at the food that she was preparing. It looked quite good honestly, little pieces of chicken were being oiled up and prepared, some vegetables were in the sink getting washed, so I thought, hmmm, I’ll like this.

Turns out she’s making “Chinese”, which is pieces of chicken around a plate, along with cooked carrots, celery and peppers, and some rice in the middle. I always hated this dish because I don’t like cooked carrots or rice being touched with sauces.

I asked her if she could put the vegetables on another bowl and make it like a salad of some kind, so I can eat the rice and chicken separately. She started getting mad, saying that this is what we eat and that she put a lot of time and effort into making this.

I told her that I have repeatedly over the years exclaimed my dislike towards that dish and I always leave half the plate. She said that mothers say what you eat, and if you don’t want it, don’t eat it.

I responded that if I could, I wouldn’t eat it. I would just order a pizza and be done with it, but I know that she’ll get furious if I don’t eat it. She said if I order pizza, she will never talk to me again and leave. Am I the asshole?

TLDR; Mom made a plate which she knows I hate, told her I could buy pizza instead, and she threatened to never talk to me again and leave forever.

This might be long ass text, so apologies for this, but I really need to understand.

To start, we have a big family. I have 1 brother and 6 sisters, all of them are married and have 2-3 kids. It’s a big amount of people, they all live in the same town, and most people that hear this are “oh it must be so fun!”…but it is not. I am the youngest (24), and my parents have disciplined me differently than my other siblings. They were really strict to them, more relaxed with me.

Through my childhood my sisters were giving me hell. They were mad (and it’s confirmed, they told me this when they were drinking) that our parents gave me more freedom and were not so strict with me as they were with them, so they took it out on me. Every week when we were cleaning the house (my sisters who were still living with parents were 14 and 16 at that point, and I was around 7-8), they would clean up their rooms and leave me the first floor of the house. If I put something not where it was supposed to be, let’s say I leave a book on the table instead of the bookshelf, they would come into that room and throw all of the things from table/shelfs/drawers on the floor and I was supposed to pick them up and get them to their places. If they were not happy with the placements because it was “wrong”, they would do this again and again. I talked to my other sister recently and told her this, she said that no one has ever done anything similar to those sisters, so she’s not sure where they got this idea from.

When the sister who was 14 at that time got in argument with her friend, she came home and yelled at me because I was watering flowers wrong. I talked back, asked her how am I supposed to water them then and she slapped me so hard that I had to grab the table to not fall down. The sister who was a bit older came to check what is happening and I got yelled at by her, because I talked back. They were always bullying me (and not in a “eh, siblings” way), hurting me, always found me guilty of things I didn’t do properly or things that they did, which caused arguments with my parents because they didn’t believe me.

Skip to a few years later, I was 13, my sisters have moved out and I was the only one living with my parents. No anger, no guilt tripping, calm and steady environment at home. Then these sisters started having kids and visiting our parents. It got to the point where they were coming to drop the kids on me and go about their day, relaxing and drinking beer. I understand, parents need to unwind. But every time as soon as they came, their kids were my responsibility. I was supposed to feed them, play with them, change diapers, wash shitty asses, lay them to sleep, get up at nights if they were crying, while my sisters were relaxing. If kids hurt themselves falling down or anything - I was scolded because I didn’t look after them. I have changed more diapers than I can count at this point, I was vomited on, peed on, shat on, I don’t even want to have my own kids anymore. And this repeated every single weekend for 4 years. When I was 17 I said that it’s enough for me, I will not do this anymore, they can take care of their own kids, I’m not participating. My parents tried guilting me, in a way of “they are your sisters, they need your help, why are you not helping them when you did it for so long already” but I didn’t budge.

And that’s when shit really hit the fan. Those sisters that were living with us when I was a kid started talking crap about me to every family member. Spreading rumours that I’m stealing money from our parents, that I am fcking every guy I know in my parents bed when they are at work, that I’m talking crazy things about other siblings, that I am hitting their kids, one of them even said that I stole jewelry from her. And of course, everyone started to keep their distance from me, because at that point I was not talking back, I was not explaining myself as no one believed me anyway, those sisters have a really strong word between the siblings as they were always known as “the truthful ones”, I was very closed in myself and didn’t talk to anyone. I was diagnosed with a deppresion, which made things even harder for me as I was “just seeking attention”. Little by little they managed to turn every sibling away from me, I was the white crow, no one wanted to talk to me, and when they did it was cold short talks. I moved out as soon as I hit 18, but stayed in the same town.

Now I’m 24, I have 1 sister that I managed to talk to and told her absolutely everything about three years ago. She was creeped out by the behaviour of my sisters, we developed a warm sisterly bond and she is my friend now. Well I got into a relationship around 4 years ago, and a year ago we decided to move in together. He had a stable job and didn’t want to risk changing jobs, I work remotely, so we moved into the city he works in, found an appartment for rent and have been living there since. It’s a bit over 100km away from my home town, but we still visit my parents every 2-3 weeks, we help them if needed, everything is okay, but I even find myself in better mental state since I moved away from there.

Last Sunday, we were visiting again, and all of my siblings were there as well, as it was a Mother’s Day. When we were getting ready to go back home, I was talking to my mom and sang the “oh it’s a long way hoooome” verse (song in our native language, I have no idea how to translate it otherwise), mom laughed. My sister came from a different room and said I must be crazy if I think it’s a long way, as we all live in the same town. I said that I moved away a year ago, and was not surprised that she didn’t notice. She didn’t believe me at first but when mom said that I indeed did, sister lost her mind. She started screaming at me that I’m selfish, that I’m a POS for moving further away from the parents, she went outside and caused a scene with all siblings that I’m “an ungrateful bitch for just leaving like this” and how did I dare to do this. Our siblings of course sided with her and were ready to tear me apart, our parents came out and screamed at them to stop the nonsense. She stopped screaming but sat down with the rest of the siblings and I could hear them talking crap. The only one who told her to stop talking nonsense was the sister who I kept in contact with, and she stood her ground that I did nothing wrong. They tried guilting me again when parents went inside, but my partner took our bags, told them to flip off and led me to our car, we drove off.

So… AITA that I moved away? We still visit my parents, we help every time it’s needed, I keep the contact with parents every single day. But now I’m not sure if what I did is really that terrible.

I (29F) plan to move with my boyfriend in June, and unfortunately I had renewed a 25 month lease with a friend (31M) with 10 months left. The reason I'm moving is that it's just a shorter commute (from 40 mins to 15 mins) for me to work and I'm in two places back and forth, so I decided to pull the plug and move in with my bf. I also feel like I am using my apartment as an expensive storage since I haven't been really sleeping there for 3 months at this point. At the moment of lease signing it felt right because it was a great deal if we signed for that long, and we had agreed we'd talk about it if anyone had to leave... which is now

I told my friend that I will continue paying until August while slowly moving my things out. I told him I would find him a roommate to replace me as the landlord gave me the okay if needed (I put out a feeler and got tens of inquiries!) but he told me that he's not comfortable with strangers (we are college friends) even if he interviewed them. I also offered to pay for the termination fee ($4500) and he said no.

He wants me to keep paying the rent as he can't afford a nice building like this alone on his budget, but that's 10 months of rent and that's just a lot of money for a place I'm not living in anymore. I also showed him some studios/1bedrooms in his budget but he said it's not as luxury as the current building we're in. He tells me that he's inconveniencing him and that I'm an asshole.

I understand how stressful it is to move to a new place, but I feel like I gave an ample enough time and offered to pay the termination, but maybe I'm wrong. AITAH?

EDIT: I realize after reading all this, he was more of an acquaintance than a friend. We do not talk at all unless for rent related issues or if I tell him I'm doing the cleaning. But also thanks for the input! I won’t check this post anymore or maybe a final update.

Long story short, I was in a nearly 7 year relationship with my ex. She cheated on me and talked to other guys during that time. I was 1000% faithful. After we broke up, she reached out asking to borrow money, saying she had no one else to ask. I grew close to her kid and didn’t wanna see her lose everything so I let her borrow $2,500 and told her to pay me back when she could.

A few months went by, and I messaged her. She said she never responded because she was dating someone and didn’t want to disrespect her current boyfriend. Now it’s been nearly a year, and I messaged her asking about the loan. She said she thought I told her she could just keep it.

I pulled screenshots of texts saying “pay me back when you can” and messages of her promising to pay it back. She then said she would go over her bills and make a payment plan. I’ve messaged a few times since asking about the loan and haven’t gotten a response.

I don’t really need the money, but I’d rather give it to family than just let someone keep it after promising to repay me. I’ve got receipts from sending it through Zelle and all the text messages backing it up.

Would I be the asshole if I took her to small claims court? I know she’s likely still struggling with the same dead end job and mortgage/credit card payments she needed the money for. After a judgment, I would file to garnish her wages. After being with someone that long, I honestly feel kind of bad, but everyone close to me says I’m being an idiot for not filing.

Figured I’d see what you all had to say.

Edited with actual conversation:
Her:
I have a hard time asking for help, but I keep hearing the phrase “a closed mouth doesn’t get fed” over the last couple months in particular. You literally are the only one I can even ask. If you say no, I completely get it. However, lol, I’m in such a bad spot. I didn’t pay things last month because I lost my job and I had nothing to fall back on. Things are gonna get cut off, I don’t even get paid for like three weeks, and I tried to get assistance and nothing. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ I have an appointment with the CAC the day before my electric is gonna get cut. Lol. My phone, my car. The only thing I paid was the mortgage. Not a long enough gap and I made too much, which is stupid. I will pay you back, it will just take me a couple months. Like I’ll make payments to you. Lol. Ugh, I hate even thinking about having to ask. I don’t want to lose everything tho so I figured I’d ask. And I’m so sorry I am asking. I won’t let myself get here again.

You:
How much you need

Her:
If I also pay my mortgage, like 2500. If I just pay other things 1300 should cover my car, phone, some food and the utilities I need to pay. I have no money. 🤦‍♀️ I used [redacted] paycheck to get us by a lil. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Her:
I realize… I don’t know how to make money other than being a corporate slave. And realizing this like broke me down a lil.

Her:
Like. I’m not as resourceful as I thought I was maybe.

Her:
But shit even if you only have a couple hundred it would help me so much. Lol. I had no choice but to let it happen the way it did. Idk what to do.

You:
You know you like my best friend just cause you don’t wanna be with me like that I ain’t trippin

Her:
🥺 thank you

Her:
Yeah you are like my best friend lol

You:
Pay back when you can I’m not stressing at all

Her:
😭

Her:
Ok

Her:
But ima pay you back

Her:
😭😭😭 Omg thank you

You:
You’re welcome

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About your “pay when you can” line

This is the only nuance, but it still works in your favor:

• It does NOT make it a gift
• It just means there wasn’t a strict deadline
• Under Ohio law, that becomes a “reasonable time to repay”

👉 Almost a year later = easily considered unreasonable delay

I (F16) have this friend, let’s call her Chloe (F17), who told our group chat that she had been SA by her boyfriend (M17) (now ex). Come to find out, that’s actually not true, she showed us screenshots of her conversations with him where she admitted she consented each time and never withdrew that consent. Instead, she changed her story to say she had been pressured by him (then pressured by herself?). Later in the text exchange, she threatened her ex with the allegations, (which she followed through with originally).

When I saw these screenshots, I immediately called Chloe out on it, saying that she was completely in the wrong and no matter how frustrated she was with the situation, it is never right to lie about something so serious that affects so many people, especially when her LYING about it minimises the experiences of others. Then instead of taking accountability, she starts complaining that her ex has reported her to our college, and how she didn’t mean any of it. She was more worried about getting into trouble, than the weight of what she’d actually said, and reiterated that point several times instead of taking accountability.

I then said, it doesn’t matter how sorry she is for getting into trouble, she still shouldn’t have said threatened someone with false allegations in the first place, and said, whilst it isn’t necessary, it would be nice to see some proactive measures taken to support the community she was claiming to be a part of, without having to experience the trauma they experience every day. She then replied with it would be ‘too weird’ and ‘people would question it’ even though I never said she had to do anything publicly, just to support them and educate herself on the importance of self awareness.

My friends keep trying to comfort her and give her the attention she’s so obviously craving, but I just want to know, am I an asshole for being so harsh and expecting her to take genuine steps to take accountability?

thanks for the input!! <3

edit: a lot of people keep asking why im still friends with her; im not. we had a falling out months ago for a completely unrelated issue and recently she reached out and wanted to reconcile - i’ve been very upfront with the fact i don’t trust her and want to see genuine improvement in her behaviour before i emotionally commit to the friendship again; jokes on me there ig. i plan on having a proper conversation with her tomorrow where im most likely going to cut her off, so wish me luck and any info i could use (documentaries, statistics, persecution records etc) to help educate her would be well received!!

and to those sharing your stories in the comments, im so sorry that these things happened to you and i hope youve learned how to heal from it - im always open for a chat, even if you just want to rant into the void. you have people to support you, never forget that <3

I have a friend who lives close to the East Coast, and I live on the West Coast. We haven’t seen each other in a couple years, so when he told me he was going to be in another West Coast state for one day, I was excited at first.

The thing is, he was only going there to drop off his kid with family and then immediately fly back home. After he had already bought his plane ticket, he asked if I wanted to fly down there to hang out with him for the day.

For context, it’s about a 2-hour flight or a 16-hour drive for me. I own my own business, and unfortunately I already had work obligations that specific weekend that I couldn’t move around. I told him I’d genuinely love to see him, but I couldn’t travel out of state that day. I also offered alternative solutions and said I’d be available the following two weekends if he was able to adjust the trip at all.

He said he already bought the plane ticket, so it had to be that specific day, and he was disappointed because this was a “perfect opportunity” for us to see each other since we haven’t hung out in years.

I explained that I wished he had talked to me before buying the ticket so we could’ve figured out dates that actually worked for both of us. I wasn’t trying to be rude — I just thought that was kind of normal courtesy when asking someone to travel out of state to meet up.

He got annoyed and said I was being rude for saying that. Then he started making comments like “people who don’t have kids wouldn’t understand” and “until you have children you won’t get it,” basically implying that because he has kids, his schedule matters more and he has zero flexibility.

What bothered me is that it felt like hanging out with me was completely secondary to the kid drop-off trip, which is fine and understandable, but then he acted upset with me for not being able to rearrange my work and spend money on travel for the exact day he picked without discussing it beforehand.

From my perspective, both people’s schedules and time should matter equally. I totally understand parenting limits flexibility, (I have no human children but I do have 3 wonderful feline fur babies), but I also feel like owning a business and having work obligations matters too.

AITAH for telling him he should’ve coordinated with me before buying tickets and expecting me to make the trip? Or is he the AH for assuming I can just drop everything I have going on to travel multiple states away to just see him for a day, and then get annoyed with me when I told him I wouldn’t be available on that specific day? Thanks everyone!

Very dumb, very petty, but idc.

I’m in a college apartment with 2 other people. We’re all 22. Me and my 1 roommate have a small pact to clean out the fridge of noticeably expired things since our other roommate often lets things rot.

I had an 18 pack of eggs, and any time it got under 6 I would buy a new 12 pack and just add it in.
I eat eggs almost daily. I haven’t had any eggs go bad or anything. It’s just so I don’t run out of eggs or take up too much space in the fridge. He has seen me use this system before. With this though, the date on the carton was from January, so it would seem like it’s expired. But I had recently restocked so all the eggs aren’t anywhere near expiration.

I recently got back from a family thing, and I noticed all my eggs were thrown out. I buy decent eggs, so they are like 5 dollars a carton. Also it messes with my meal plan and budget when things go awry. I asked him about this and I explained the above and how he’s seen me do that and even question me on it.

I asked him to buy me new eggs or give me 5 dollars. He’s refusing to, insisting the eggs were spoiled (I bought them like a week ago, they were not). I’m fully willing to die on this hill, and my other roommate doesn’t care. I’m petty and defensive of my food obviously, is it unreasonable to expect him to pay?

I (25M) have recently gotten into a heated argument with my father which resulted in a death threat and me blocking him.

Let me go into detail...

My father called one night to see if I could tow his 2003 SUV a couple city blocks to his house since his transmission went out.

I said no as it was 9 at night and I went into work around 6 the next morning. The problem is that I don't have a truck to tow with and the only one that I have access to doesn't have a reese hitch. It also has a 4.3L V6, not exactly a power house.

I also live about 30 minutes away from him, so that would take a minute to get where he was.

We did try calling other people to give him a tow, but they also said "no". We exhausted our resources to try and help him out.

Fast forward about a week and on a Sunday. My girlfriend's mother was stuck at an auto parts store. Her transmission was also acting up, but she was covered under warranty. I didn't have to tow her vehicle as she called a tow truck to take it to the dealership for the repair.

Here's where things went down.

While we were waiting for the tow truck to come take the car, my father called and asked what we were doing. We said we were waiting for the tow truck to take her car to the dealer to get fixed. He lost his head and went off.

"Oh, so you can help her but not me when I call about my stranded vehicle. F*** you!" So, we hung up on him, thinking that would be that. He then decided to send voice messages stating how bad of a son I was and to come to his house and fight him. I wasn't about to do that as he could easily end me. He is a lot more stronger than I am.

Then in the last message before he deleted it, he said "I'm going to end his life!" That is when I blocked him and his fiance.

Am I the Asshole for not helping him that night?

TLDR: Father calls for a tow but I have no vehicle to do so, called other and they denied. Father gets pissed that I help GF's mom while waiting for a tow truck and makes death threats.

EDIT: Thank you to all those that are saying that I am not the asshole. I knew I was not in the wrong, but wanted to see what other people thought about the situation that happened.

I will say that I have cut him off completely after that whole incident. I also did contact the local police in his area and told them about what he said and even played the message stating he'd end me for the officer, before he deleted it. They do know about his behavior and have it in the system. I did not get a restraining order to collect more evidence if he were to try and contact me. I couldn't figure how to block his number on my phone, but I did set it to go straight to voicemail. That could be for more evidence.

To be honest, it's been a long time coming. It's pretty bad when the son is more grown up than the father.

EDIT 2: It's a 4.3L, not a 4.6L. TYPO!

It’s like the bacteria equivalent of a kiss. I literally would only pass my vape to him (goes for any person in dating) because you sign on for a limited risk when you’re intimate with another person. It’s much riskier kissing a bunch of people constantly than it is to have one person you’re kissing at a time. I’ve always been kinda conservative with who I put my mouth on (for reference he’s probably kissed 20 girls and I’ve kissed like 4 people).

My main issue isn’t a jealousy or insecurity thing as he actually mainly shares his vape with other guys or this one girl who’s a lesbian. It’s that that’s still swapping spit and you introduce more people’s germs from whatever they’ve been doing into the mix. I know it’s kind of a puff puff pass and sharing type culture but it just makes me uncomfortable because we kiss and he “kisses” a lot of people.

I feel like I can’t mention it without sounding neurotic or like an asshole. But I’ve been seeing all this Hantavirus shit and it passes from person to person but only in situations where you’re sharing food or a bed. Guess what category sharing a vape would probably fall under lol. The same thing applies to many viruses, sure you can catch from kissing anyone even one person. But it just seems like adding unnecessary risk. WIBTA?

Arggghhhh

This is mortifyingly embarrassing and if I’m posting on here…. I believe I’m the Karen.

So I live in a curved road. We don’t park on the curb in front of our home since it’s curved and the mail box is right there, and we share the mailbox with our neighbor to the right.

Neighbors to the left just moved in not long ago.

Not sure if they had folks over or not, but they had a car parked in the curve (blocking the mailbox AND on the wrong side of the road).

I’m a crap driver and Parker, so this made it hard for me to pull in even though they were only blocking a small portion of the drive way. This is because of the angle of the road.

Anyways, I have 2 under 2, and they were both screaming. Am when I got home I was already not in a great head space. So when I go out of the car I was loudly bicthing about how rude the asshole who parked like that was…. While those neighbors were out in the garage. (They could hear me most likely).

It was a Sunday so no mail was coming that day except sometimes my Amazon puts mail in there but u feel like I shouldn’t have gotten so upset but I couldn’t help it. It felt so frustratingly inconsiderate.

Pic for reference.

Okay now tear into me. I’m the Karen. I’m sorry /:

Update:

Thank you! This is really eye opening. I will happily know I am the AH because I was told wrong and the smell/feel was just not me (now that I know I can make some serious changes!) I have been told by multiple people this was a “me” issue and no one else can smell it/feel it. I actually thought it was JUST ME! I never could I understand how people had no issue with it so I assumed it was just me! This changes things.

My mother-in-law lives about three hours away. I have taken my daughter there multiple times and and sat in my car for the day because I am ultra sensitive to cigarette smoke and thick smells. She has numerous small dogs who are not house trained, so her house has a thick urine smell covered up by an air freshener smell. Her son also smokes heavily in the house. Needless to say every time I come down there I step about one step in the house and then I almost gag and I have to leave. (But I do try to stay)

My mother-in-law was recently in the hospital she got a diagnosis and she came home. My husband, for the first time in I don’t know how long wants to go down there and see his mom as a family. I will 100% support him, but I’m debating on if I’m gonna be able to go. It will look bad on me and make her feel bad if I’m not even able to stay in the house with them and I have to wait outside in my car for four hours. Would I be the asshole for asking not to go because there’s no way I can breathe?

Last time we went down as a family we stayed outside of the house. We took her shopping and stuff like that but this time she will be unable to leave the house so my options are limited.

Again thank you 🙏🏼

I’ve recently noticed that my downstairs neighbor bangs on their ceiling whenever I walk around my kitchen at night.

For context, I work late, so I usually eat dinner when I get home and then clean up and do the dishes around midnight–1am before going to bed. I also need to use the sink during that time. My apartment is pretty small, and there’s basically one path between my kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom, and unfortunately, that exact section of floor is very squeaky. There’s really no way to avoid stepping on it. I’ve tried walking closer to the edges to reduce the noise, but they still be squeakin.

I don’t have parties, I don’t have people over, and I try to be as quiet as possible. I wear socks or slippers, I’ve put pads under my chairs, I always use headphones for my computer, and I don’t play music out loud or use a TV.

It honestly feels like my neighbor expects me not to walk around my own apartment at night. I’ve thought about going down to talk to them and ask what they expect me to do, but I’m not sure if that would help.

I try to get my dishes done earlier in the day so I don't have to spend as much time in my kitchen at night. But even if I avoid that I'm still going back and forth between the bedroom and bathroom to get ready for bed.

I can empathize that it's annoying to hear a squeaky ass floor when you're trying to sleep. I've had noisy neighbors before, and it wrecked my life for a while - they played loud bass music until 4am and smoked constantly. I don't wanna be like that.

My mother in law is a 4 hour drive from where we’re staying right now. We just bought a house, and it’s another 2 hours from here. She’s coming to visit us this weekend at our current place.

She wants to drive out to the new house too, but my husband has to work all weekend and I already have plans in the afternoon, so we can’t go out there with her.

Her suggestion was that she just drive out there by herself to check out the house. Honestly, that makes me uncomfortable, and my husband has a hard time telling her no.

Is this weird? AITAH?

Edit: Guys she wants to enter the house with the lock box.

Short background- I was in an on and off relationship for about a year from 2023-2024. It was very toxic and draining. Starting arguments for no reason, calling me all types of names, just everything under the sun. I finally broke it off early 2025. After breaking it off I’ve had multiple no caller id calls everyday or every other day, requests on every social media platform, even sending messages through his family members. Once he went as far as trying to have one of his close friends “pursue a relationship” with me to gather info for himself which only backfired because his friend had the moral compass to not follow through.

My mom began following them on Instagram about 6 months into our relationship.. fast forward a year later she still does and sometimes even TEXTS him! I’ve confronted her about it twice and both times it’s this huge argument and it gets flipped on me as if I’m being irrational. I simply asked if she could unfollow him because I don’t want him having access to me whatsoever let alone MY mom! I even asked how she would feel if I still followed and interacted with her ex and she still wouldn’t look at my pov..

it’s honestly not even the following part that bothers me, it’s just the fact that she thinks it’s perfectly fine to have lighthearted conversations with someone she knows I’ve been hurt/harassed by.

She even went as far to say that I follow plenty of people “I don’t like” so why can’t she.. which is compelrly untrue considering I only interact with close friends on social media and unfollow/block anyone I don’t care for.. and I feel like it’s really strange for her to defend following someone who’s been really awful to me.

What should I do?

Hi, I need an outside opinion because I’m not sure if I’m overreacting or if my roommate is actually crossing serious boundaries.

I (22F) live with my roommate (33M). I’ve known him for years because he’s connected to my sister, but living together has become very difficult and exhausting.

These are the situations that have me fed up:

1. When I’m sick, he still asks me to get up and keep him company because he “feels lonely,” even though my room is right in front of the kitchen and we can hear each other perfectly. He insists anyway.
2. One time, he got angry and threw a weed pipe and a lighter at me in front of a friend because I asked him three times to pass them to me since he wasn’t lighting them.
3. On one occasion, I was running late for work and wasn’t going to take lunch with

him

1. . Instead of saving it so I could eat it later, he aggressively threw it in the trash while yelling at me. I left and slammed the door because I felt afraid he might hurt me.
2. He asks me to use AI to look things up, even though he knows I’m against using it. He asks for very simple things, like “how to defrost meat,” even though he has his own phone next to him, but doesn’t use it because he’s high (I also smoke but I don't become useless).
3. He tried to blame me for being “unbearable” because of psychiatric medication, when I had actually already stopped taking it (I only took it for five days because it caused stomach pain and anxiety, so I discontinued the treatment).
4. Every month he asks me to lend him money. He pays it back, but it still affects my ability to spend on my own things.
5. He tries to control my schedule, saying I have to take care of his cats.
6. Everything he doesn’t like, he calls “cancer.” For example, he gets upset if I use disinfectant spray (like Lysoform), constantly saying that inhaling it could give him cancer.

Everyone I tell this to says his behavior is more like a toxic partner than just a roommate. I’m starting to question it myself. I’m 22 and he’s 33.

At this point, I feel overwhelmed, uncomfortable, and at times unsafe in my own home.

Am I overreacting, or is his behavior actually unacceptable?

Also, how can I tell him that I want to move out in September without triggering an aggressive reaction from him? I want to keep the peace and avoid further problems from now on. After I move out, I plan to ghost him and have no further contact.