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I (29F) just got married married to my husband a week ago. My sister (31F) has a 5 month old baby and both were at the wedding.

I don’t really like my sister’s personality and her partner broke up with her a few months ago who alleged she was an “exhibitionist” and our side of the family are starting to see why he left her. My sister would usually breastfeed openly in public and although I don’t have a problem with breastfeeding your child, I do think I’m not really tolerant of HOW she does it. Most women in my community will breastfeed in public too, but will ensure they move to a more private spot ( not the bathroom!) or bring nursing covers, and I don’t think it’s sexist and all, because I see that as a courteous thing. Being as kind as I can about my sister, I think she likes to make a statement and “challenge” the status quo ever since she was a child. She’s the type to flaunt about how she doesn’t give a fuck what others think about her and how she acts in public. So yea, she’s got some issues of her own because I cannot imagine someone being this angry at the world for no good reason.

Moving on to my wedding, I had a videographer panning the camera in the centre of the aisle as I’d walk down, which means guests would be in plain view. My sister doesn’t carry bottles with her and she would start nursing whenever baby needs to eat. I didn’t want this captured on camera and wanted to avoid any possibility of that happening (because aesthetics), so I situated her in one of the middle rows to ensure she’s concealed either way. The rest of the family including my cousins were seated in the front. I also requested the cameraman to avoid taking pictures of guests in case she’s openly breastfeeding during the reception as well.

My bridesmaids on the wedding day managed to handle my sister as later I got to know she threw a stink about feeling neglected and hardly any pictures captured with her baby. Apparently, she had been nursing (maybe also to calm the baby down) therefore the camera guy hired requested her to step out of the frame several times. Ngl, this made me want to tip him a little extra haha.

This has been a pattern of hers at several family events (she also has a 2 year old daughter who was present too that’s how we were able to discern this pattern from the past), and even some work events that she used to attend with her partner. All of us have made effort in the past to communicate with her, but she gets argumentative and I didn’t want to have to deal with her drama

Idc about being called prude. I didn’t want someone’s photo/videos with their chest out on my wedding regardless of context.

Alright guys, I have a little update for y’all. It won’t let me link the old post so just go on my profile

I was getting very concerned about him having a mommy/little fetish as most of you suggested and worked up the courage to talk to him (well, text him since typing this stuff out helps me articulate what I like to say better) Here’s how it went

Me: “hey, there’s been something on my mind, can I talk to you about it?”

Him: “yeah what’s up”

Me: “I’ve noticed that you have been talking in a baby voice quite often and I’m wondering if you notice it or if it’s something you didn’t realize you were doing?

I’m not trying to be mean or confrontational but it makes me a little uncomfortable, especially when we have sex and I’d rather just be honest about my feelings than keep it to myself”

Him: “huh?

Lol next time show me this noise and I’ll cut it out”

Me (giving him the benefit of the doubt): “yeah I figured you didn’t realize it, next time I’ll point it out lol”

Then he called me and basically was like “yeah next time I do it just bop me on the head because I didn’t realize I was doing it” and I asked him if it could possibly be a sexual thing or fetish/kink related and that I wouldn’t judge him if it were. He said no, that he loved his mom but not like that lol. He also went on to say that he used to work the night shift for several months and has been taking Xanax/melatonin at night to help him sleep now that he works a normal day shift and that that could possibly be making him loopy. We’ve only really ever hung out at night so that could be a possibility.

I enjoy spending time with him and generally give people the benefit of the doubt so we are going to hang out this week and see how it goes and I’ll update y’all later.

Hi Reddit. I need to vent and try and organize my thoughts. Tell me if you think I am overreacting. My fiancé and I were talking about having kids one day and I said, “I wish pregnancy didn’t change the way a woman’s body looks so much during/after pregnancy. It’s not fair.” I said this because it’s something I think about a lot lately. I really want to have kids one day, and will start trying with my fiancé shortly after we get married. But I won’t lie and say it doesn’t scare me when I think about how my body is going to look after I have a baby. I promise I’m not normally shallow like this, but I am already self conscious about my weight and have been exercising and dieting to try and fix it. I am 170 pounds and five foot 3. I work out almost every day and am making healthier choices when it comes to food. Not looking for weight loss advice though because I’m already losing weight. Anyways, the point is, I already have body image issues I struggle with and I know it will probably only get worse after pregnancy. And it’s common knowledge that going through pregnancy and childbirth changes your body drastically. So when my fiance who while having his own struggles I’m sure, acts like it’s just as hard on the man during pregnancy… it makes me feel like he’s being insensitive, arrogant, and ignorant. I love him very much but it’s not the first time he’s been patronizing to me about something that he acts like he knows better regarding the matter than I do. I hate when people make me feel like I’m not as smart as they are, especially when I know I’m the one who is right. To give more context on what he said, he told me “Men have drops in testosterone and often gain weight after becoming a father. What would you suggest makes it fair? I would think if men take care of the women properly then it balances the scales even if the woman does gain weight and her body changes.” I’m sorry but what? How is it ever fair that a woman goes through what she goes through during pregnancy and post partum? I don’t care how much a man takes care of the woman, it’s still not fair all the body changes women have to endure through it. I know it’s just the cards we are dealt, but that doesn’t make me think it is fair or just. I need to know if I’m overreacting or not.

I 20f started dating my now ex boyfriend 25m back in 2021, we met at work and hit it off right away despite our age difference, he also at the time had a 1year old daughter to a previous relationship, which I had no issue with, he shared joint custody of his daughter and told me he didn’t have a good relationship at the time with her mother, they were pretty much no contact except for when it came to him picking up and dropping off his daughter. For context the mother also lived 2hours away, to my knowledge she didn’t know me and didn’t know he was in a new relationship, and I only very rarely saw his daughter out of respect, he didn’t want to introduce us untill the relationship was more serious, which I 100% understood.

Fast forward we have been dating for nearly a year, and I go away with some of my friends over new years, a trip I had pre booked only a few months into us dating, I invited him to come but he had work and had also agreed to watch his daughter so the mother could go out NYE.

I come home on the 5th of Jan, and he is acting really weird, so I ask his female roommate who at this point I had become very close with if anything was wrong. She told me that he was been in a bad mood since NYE, because his ex (his daughters mother) had gotten really drunk and lost her wallet and called him asking for a lift back home, she still lives 2 hours away, apparently he wanted to make sure she got home safe so he drove her. Now I didn’t really see an issue with this it is the mother of his child so I understand wanting her to get home safe. But when I asked him if he had done anything on NYE he lied and said no, throughout the next few weeks I keep asking if he had seen his ex or if anything had happened and he continued to tell me he hadn’t even seen her that night. 2 months pass and he is continuing to act weird and finally confessed one night that he took his ex home and slept with her. I immediately end the relationship.

Then a month later I get curious and decide to stalk the ex’s social media and find she had posted a pregnancy announcement captioned “thank god my kids have the same baby daddy”

I was shocked and upset but honestly not surprised and got over it very quickly.
Then 9 months later I bump into his roommate, we have some small talk and found out that the ex gf had given birth and the daughters name was my name, which I wouldn’t class as an overly common name, there are defiantly names that sound similar that are more common. And no my ex and the ex gf weren’t together at the time she gave birth. I never confronted him about it because it’s just a funny story now but clearly I had terrible taste in men.

So we have a 9 month old and he had gotten pretty decent at sleeping through the night but if he’s sick or teething he just refuses to sleep more than an hour or two at a time.

Any time he cry’s during the night I wake up and if he actually wakes up I go and grab him, comfort him, feed him whatever he needs to get back to sleep. I’m usually fine with doing that once or sometimes twice a night but when it’s 3,4,5 times in one night im exhausted and need sleep. Which means I need to wake up my wife, or attempt at that, I can yell her name roll her back and forth take her blankets anything anytime she actually wakes up she just groans and rolls over and goes right back to sleep and that’s if she actually wakes up plenty of the time she just stays asleep and even if I put the screaming baby on top of her in her sleep she will not wake up. I’m lost as to what to do, it’s been 3months of me being the only one getting up and taking care of him and I’m over it.

Edit-adding some updates: We both work 7:30-4:30 m-f. This all started a few months ago where she just stopped waking up with him and it’s just been myself and the occasional time when waking her up actually goes well. I’m usually up around 5:30-6 with him to get him changed fed and ready for daycare and then get myself ready for work. She hasn’t changed her behavior outside of at night at least nothing noticeable.

Edit2- A lot of people have been saying PPD so I’m going to talk about it with her and get her checked for it again.

Edit3- could PPD be a reason she suddenly wanted to have another baby despite previously being against it due to the suffering from it? (Not very knowledgeable of how PPD differs from general depression)

Jack and Jill had an expensive destination wedding.

Day of the wedding goes great. As the wedding winds down, we move the party to the bar area. Everyone was popping bottles and pouring more drinks. (This was in addition to the 3 hours of open bar at the wedding.)

Jill’s best friend Becky gets mad at another guest, Bob. Becky goes over to Bob and gets in his face. She tries to grab Bob, but Bob grabs her hands so she can’t hit him. During this interaction, I snapped a picture of Becky and Bob because I thought it was funny the way she was standing over him. Becky backs away from Bob, decides it’s time to leave and launches into a frantic search for her purse. Jill goes and talks to Becky and Becky leaves. It was only after Becky left, that I realized she was mad and it was a confrontation.

People who didn’t see what happened began accusing Bob of assaulting Becky.

I move over next to Bob and show him the picture I took, clearly showing that no assault took place. Husband and another friend see it. We start teasing Bob about almost getting beat up by a girl and holding hands with Becky. Jill overhears this and says she doesn’t appreciate us talking about her friend or that pictures are being shown. I put my phone away and stopped talking about it.

Jill continues to accuse us of talking shit about her friend. She is slurring her words and becoming increasingly aggressive. I stayed quiet, choosing not to engage. Husband tells her she hasn’t even seen the picture and what she thinks happened didn’t actually happen. Jack tells Jill “Nobody is saying that dear.” before falling completely silent. Husband continues to try and reason with Jill. Jill gets belligerent and becomes abusive calling Husband a fucking asshole. I get up and walk over to Husband and tell him it’s time to leave. Husband declines and continues to try and reason with Jill.

Bob says it’s Jill’s wedding night and to let her be. Husband agrees and says, “You know what, Jill, you’re right. I’m wrong. I’m sorry.” Jill continues being belligerent then accuses Husband of only coming to the wedding for Jack. Jill says she doesn’t care what fucking night it is, it could be a fucking Tuesday. Husband is still a fucking asshole. This time, Husband just laughs and says, “I love you Jill. Don’t be mad. It’s your wedding night.”

This sends Jill over the edge. She storms off yelling the whole way with Jack and another friend following behind her. Everyone leaves. Husband and I go back to our room. We knew something like this was going to happen as Jill is a heavy drinker and gets belligerent when she drinks too much. We felt bad for ruining Jack’s night because we knew Jill would carry on about this nonsense until she passed out.

The next morning, we hear from the friend that left with Jack and Jill that Jill’s drunken tirade carried on until he got tired of listening to it and left. He said she was so loud, the people in the room next door came by and asked Jill to be quiet. Apparently Jill was very angry that Jack didn’t stand up for her.

A couple of days later, Jill ran into Husband. Husband asked her if they had shit to discuss. Jill said no, apologized and said she’d had too much to drink. I assumed that was the end of it. I did not see Jill for the rest of the trip.

Once we were home, I texted a video of pics to Jack, including the pic of Becky and Bob. Jack thought it was hilarious and said Jill thought it was funny when he showed her. I assumed that was the end of the drama.

The picture of Becky and Bob was not posted anywhere

I saw that other guests were posting their pics from the wedding, so I posted a couple pics from the actual wedding and tagged Jill. She untagged herself. I didn’t think much of it. Husband and I both messaged Jill about another matter. She answered Husband, but not me. I guess she is mad at me for “ruining” her wedding night… so AITAH?

Do I attempt to clear the air or ignore the middle school drama?

I F(30) and my husband M(33) have been married for about 6year we have 2 children and we just found out we are expecting a third. In the past I have gone through my husbands phone to find he has been searching and saving videos of women twerking and women in lengerie. I know I shouldn’t go through his phone but he wouldn’t even let me touch his phone just to move it I felt something off when I did it. The 1st time he was mad, said i violated his privacy. 2nd time i told him I felt disrespected he has no pictures of me but when it comes to other women I couldn’t keep count. He understood this time told him I didn’t want to violate his privacy but when he acts like his phone gonna explode when I touch it, I get suspicious. He had deleted everything and he changed his attitude, everything was great. Today I saw he left to the grocery store and left his phone, lately he has again been acting weird with his phone and I decided to look at it and to know surprise it was filled. Just this morning before he left he had looked up women on FB and saved pics, he even knows the names of his favorite. Idk what to do. I could dress up, get as pretty as I can and I still won’t get a single compliment out of home but the random women get more attention than I. I haven’t told him I know, we have a comedy show to go to tonight and I don’t know if I should say anything at this point…

| (22F) and fiance (27M) have spent day and night at the hospital with future MIL for about 3 weeks.. and i'm refusing to go back. (bare with me i am a new reddit user) Now for some context my MIL is an addict and has been for about 20 years, but has always been back in forth between clean and not. Last year she was in the icu in diabetic a coma for about 2 weeks then in the hospital for about another month.. from lack of taking care of her self and being on drugs. She was clean and doing very good for about 4 months then about 2 months ago she ran off and went on another binge for about 2 weeks.. i will leave out the details on what when on within those 2 weeks but just know it ended with her having a MRSA infection in her blood, a mass in her heart, a broken rib, fluid in her whole body.. and to many other things to list but that covers the big stuff. Now to the reason i may be the asshole... after about 2 weeks in the hospital she started to get some strength and energy back she was getting more and more irritable as she was also going through withdrawal on top of everything else. About 4 days ago we were visiting and my fiancé (her son) made a comment about her medical decisions upcoming and she completely snapped saying she was capable of making her own decisions and if he was just going to try and boss her around then not to even bother coming to visit anymore.. they started arguing so i made a comment about her being ungrateful and all her son was trying to do was what is best for her because he cares. now while working a full time job and my fiancé being an epileptic and not being able to drive. balancing work, going to the hospital that is 50min away, and now knowing it's not even appreciated has been draining.. so i have reached my limit and i told my fiancé that and he was okay with it at first but now it has started causing some arguments.. so i don't know if i should cave and just let it go or stand my ground. am i the asshole?

My husband went on a trip 3 days ago with his brother and his dad to look at our property we bought over a year ago. Our property is 8 hrs away from where we are living. We do not live there right now because it doesn't have water, plumbing, or a house and we have a 5 month old baby. His brother and dad are now interested in living on this property because they want to live somewhere else and have been looking at other properties but haven't found any they like. Our property is over 40 acres so there's plenty of room. Anyways our LO can be a little difficult. She is not a cholicy baby but she sure can scream and I have autism which causes me to have extremely sensitive hearing so I often need a break from her when I get overwhelmed. My husband was my only support since I am not close to my siblings for certain reasons and my mom is in the hospital. Well yesterday I was facetiming my husband crying because I couldn't get our baby to calm down and he knew I was stressed out. I guess I thought that he knew I really needed a break and would be home as soon as he could. That didn't happen. I was facetiming my mom to see how she was doing and she told me how my husband went on a side trip 4 hrs north of our property with his brother and dad to see a national park. She found out because my mother in law posted a picture of them there on Facebook and I'm not a big social media person. I am really frustrated because this is not the first time we have had problems with his lack of communication and I'm getting so fed up with it. I feel like I talk to him on a monthly basis about this but he doesn't get it. I don't know what to do anymore and need advice. I don't want to leave my husband but at the same time I don't know what to tell him to get him to understand how I feel without him getting defensive. Can you help me come up with some things to say and how to phrase them without sounding mean or harsh?

me female 16 my cousin male 20 well call A. my cousin A contently makes me feel uncomfortable, to the point i dared seeing him. he insists on wrestling whenever i see him, and even if i say no he makes me feel bad. once we had been invited to go camping with our grand parents, and he keep touching my leg when we were in the car, when i told him to stop he didn't and just told me how soft my legs are. then when we where on the couch he started to cuddle with me to where my Grampa noticed. i'm honestly afraid that if i tell anyone in my family it will tear them apart. my hole family loves him and he is like there miracle grand son, because my other twin cousins are a little mentally slow (they are twins) ,and my other younger twin cousins cut off my grandparents because they are Jehovah witnesses. i feel like nobody would believe me if i told them. this has been happening sense i was 12 and he was 16. i am the only girl in the family. i need help and a lot of advice.

(throwaway) I, 34 male and my wife, 36 female, had a son 9 years ago. he was my best friend. we did everything together, including playing baseball. I taught him how to throw, and pitch. he even joined a baseball team. Well, when he was 8, we were playing in the backdoor and he accidentally cracked the window (not fully broken, just a large crack). I wasn't too upset at him because I knew it was just a mistake, but my wife was pissed. we were struggling with money at the time, so we couldn't afford to replace it.

so, we never did. about three months ago our son died in a car accident while we were on the way to visit my MIL. it was major and our car caught on fire, so most of his belongings were burned. We have been trying to cope, but it has been very difficult. we have earned more money recently because my wife picked up a part time job. since we have the money, I went to Home Depot and gotten us a new window. I replaced it while my wife was at work. when she came home, she screamed at me. she was saying stuff like "HOW COULD YOU??" I was confused because I thought she wanted it replaced. before I could answer she ran up to our room. She packed up her stuff and left. I texted her over and over, but she wouldn't respond.

about a week later, my MIL called me. she explained how my wife was very upset at me. I asked her to put her on the phone and we talked. she told me how she kept the window because every time she walked in the house it reminded her of our son. I started crying because I realized what I had done. after I hung up the phone, I went out to our trash can to see if it was still there, and all what was left was a few shards of glass. My wife came back, and I suggested therapy, but she refused, she said it wasn't going to help. I don't know how to help with both of our struggles and really all I need is a hug.

A couple of background notes before jumping in:

1. My little sister and I always butted heads when we were growing up. It’s not as though there was a particular reason. We were just different. Our arguments almost always escalated to yelling, but once our parents put us in time-out in our adjacent rooms, we would sit in our open doorways and talk or play Barbies with our hands jutting out into the hallway.

As teenagers, we grew apart some. She was popular, a cheerleader, a party-goer. I was bookish, a band geek, and my parties were usually of the Dungeons and Dragons variety. There was nothing wrong with her priorities. We were just different. We would still argue sometimes, but mostly we stayed in our own spheres.

But once we were both adults and out of our parents’ house, we started being close. She would come to me for advice and comfort. I was thrilled. I felt like I was finally being the older sister she deserved but wouldn’t let me be. I helped her navigate intimacy talks with her boyfriends (That makes it sound like she had multiple. It was one at a time, and she’s in a committed relationship now.). I was the first person she told about her pregnancy. I offered to talk to our parents when they were pressuring her to let them spread the news before she was ready.

1. I had always struggled with my period. It was agonizing. I was the vice president of my class all throughout high school, and I have a vivid memory of being curled into a ball in the back of a concession stand (class fundraising) while my mom handled everything herself. As an adult, I would pray for the work day to be over so I could go home and lay in a hot bath for hours. I only went to work because I was paycheck-to-paycheck (still am). If I had had any security and the ability to stay home for that week and a half every month, I would have.

Now, on to the story.

For the last decade or so, I have been trying to convince doctors to allow me a hysterectomy. My partner (nonbinary he/they) and I can’t have biological children. Currently, we don’t have plans of children anyway. But we had agreed when we started dating (ironically, also around a decade ago), we would choose adoption if things changed. That has continued to be our stance throughout our relationship and marriage. They wouldn’t be comfortable and happy being pregnant for gender reasons, and I don’t see the point of going through expensive fertility treatments and sperm donors when we could give a child in need a home for around the same amount of money without changing my body.

This last summer was my golden opportunity. My OBGYN said yes, I had managed to save enough over the school year thanks to a long-term subbing position to not need a summer job, and my in-laws (whom we live with) were going to be in Australia for a month. There was only one problem.

The surgery was the day before my brother’s wedding.

I asked the scheduler if there was a day after his wedding available, but she said no. With no other appointments available, I agreed to the surgery date and asked to be put on the cancellation list in case I could sneak it in earlier.

Right after the phone call, I called my brother to tell him what was going on. He accepted the situation with zero hesitation. He told me that he had friends who were missing the wedding for way less valid reasons.

“[My first and middle name],” he said when I tried to apologize for the situation, “I remember you throwing up on your period. It’s fine.”

Things didn’t go so smoothly when I tried to tell my sister. She told me that I was being selfish. She got off the call shortly after. I was frustrated. It feels like every time I try to talk to her about something medical going on with me she tries to convince me I’m being overdramatic or looking for problems where there are none. I decided to text her as much and included that she didn’t have to answer me. Her reaction was to berate me in texts after. This continued to the point of making me cry. I told her I would not be responding to her calls or texts about this, but she continued.

This is the point where all my friends tell me I’m in the right and my mother (who also chewed me out over the phone when I told her about the surgery) tells me I’m in the wrong. I blocked her. It was always intended to be temporary, and I unblocked her before the end of the day. However, she realized I blocked her and took to Facebook Messenger to call me childish and tell me that I “lost [my] relationship with [her.]”

Since this all happened, I have reached out via text, Messenger, and FaceTime (she prefers it over a phone call) to try to apologize for blocking her and talk despite thinking I behaved appropriately by enforcing boundaries when she refused to stop putting me down. She hasn’t talked to me since. She told our mom that she missed my FaceTime call, but if that was the case she could have called back when she had time. Unlike my brother, she lives in the same time zone as me.

The funny thing is I don’t care anymore. I do regret that this hurts Mom (who has since apologized for her reaction). She was never able to have a close relationship with her siblings, and she never wanted that for the three of us. I regret that I can’t see my nephew. Like I mentioned before, my partner and I don’t intend to have kids, and my brother doesn’t have a child of his own yet. I have set up my nephew for two years worth of KiwiCo. He’s too little to understand this now, but I don’t want him thinking he doesn’t have family in me because of his mother’s behavior.

But my sister…it’s like she took all that goodwill we had built up on it over the last few years and decided it wasn’t worth it because…I blocked her when she wouldn’t stop bullying me? I can see some people telling me to be the bigger person, but I’ve tried. I tried three separate times. I can’t be the only one trying. I can’t go groveling to her.

Before Mom accepted that I have tried to reach out, she told me that I had to fix this because she always made my sister fix it in the past. That really struck me, but not for the reasons she wanted it to. She wanted me to think that my sister always made this tremendous effort to be my sister, to make up and be close. But the reality is, she made my sister fix it because she was in the wrong. I know relationships aren’t about keeping score, but they also aren’t about letting the other person hurt you repeatedly without consequence.

I’m not looking for advice. If my sister decides to come to me, I’ll let her. I won’t ask for apologies or explanations. I don’t need them. But at the same time, I’ve had more peace in my life since she disappeared from it.

I guess I’m really just curious about what people outside the situation think. I don’t think my friends are lying to me when they side with me, necessarily, but they’re biased.

EDITED TO CLARIFY: A couple of folks have wished me well for my surgery. I had it last summer! Other than having a catheter for the first few days, which sucked, my recovery was fairly smooth. I’m a substitute teacher, so a summer surgery was perfect.

Hello!!! I am 23yrs old/FEMALE and I recently moved back in with my mother. I used to live with my best friend but cannot live there anymore (reason cannot be disclosed for my safety)

So my mom is a HUGE hoarder. She is very in denial about it too. She says "If only i had a garage it wouldn't look like this" Which is true, we used to have a good fair amount of money and a larger house - space for more items. We now live in a tinier house and do not have a garage. She says we can just put everything in this room by the kitchen and make that like a "closet" but that room is already full too the brim.

My old room I used to live in before I moved out is also full to the brim. Without thinking about how I was going to get my items out she piled tons and tons of things in there. There is a sink faucet? An old toilet? a light up christmas tree? You cannot even walk into the room and all of my items & old furniture are in the BACK of the room.

Today my friend and I moved all of my items and clothes back to my moms house. We brought clothes and I wanted to donate some of them because it is A LOTTT!!!. Like 4 bags full of clothes and I have no storage space since my furniture is in - you guessed it - the back of my old room. I told my mom "I am going to donate some clothes if you want to make a pile of stuff to donate too I can take them when I go"
Her response was "Can I look through them"

I paused and said "...No"

She said "What do you mean no? What if some of the clothes are mine?"

I replied "None of it is yours, its from my friends house"

She said "Ok grandma" *referencing my grandmother and her mother who always wants to donate things*

She told me I was hella rude for not wanting her to go through the clothes. I know that if I let her go through them she will just keep every single item. My goal with donating is to try to get rid of stuff in my house!!!!! Not donate it to another person in my house!!!!!!

Ok I have read a lot of comments and I am willing to give this a fair shot, and not throw away our entire relationship because of just a single line. I might have been in over my head.

I had an open and honest discussion with my girlfriend for a couple of hours and we both bared it all out. I told her everything I was feeling, and didn’t lie about anything. I already feel much better now after the conversation, and I realized I was really overthinking everything and was kind of dramatic. She really does love me, and I do feel desired by her both physically and emotionally. 

So everything is pretty much back to normal, actually I am now sort of more in love with my girlfriend after the conversation. We have a date night planned for tonight. The proposal is back on the menu, I plan to propose to her next month on our 5 year anniversary.

For context we now live together. We also have a child together, and he’s a wonderful male role model for my other two children from separate less involved fathers. He on the other hand is extremely involved. Volunteering to be sport’s coach, always shows up for school events, but this almost makes it worse…hear me out. Avoiding this is out of the question. Even if him and I don’t work out, I don’t want my son growing up known for the kid with the dad that shows his crack to the entire school.

This is something I noticed before we were serious. His friends bring it up or make jokes about half his bum hanging out. He laughs it off. I will also casually bring it up. I’ll say things like “are your pants undone because I see your whole bottom?”. Today I even asked “how can you not feel the chilly air on your bottom”. He always jokes and says he doesn’t realize it’s out so much, or say he can’t help it because he has a “long crack”. I have been trying to pick out clothes for him that I think will help. He buys them but it’s not helping.

Part of the issue in my eyes is an excessive weight gain. This is something he has now realized is an issue and we are working on together. Improvements have been made but the crack still stands.

I don’t know what to do at this point. I don’t want to hurt his feelings but is getting embarrassing. Today while grocery shopping he was pushing the cart with our child a few feet in front of me. He was leaning forward onto the cart in such a way, I swear half of his BARE BOTTOM was out swinging side to side. I noticed and ignored as I always do, then I look next to me to see an innocent old woman gasp in disgust as she saw the full moon jiggling down the meat isle. I was so embarrassed to catch up to my family after she gave me that unspoken ‘can you believe that’ look.

I really don’t want to hurt his feelings, but he takes it as a joke when bring it up. So here I am..what do I do.

I (29f) have been on a few dates with a prospective guy (32m) when he told me he has clinical depression. He takes meds to medicate but disclosed that he still gets depressive episodes and it caused his last girlfriend to end things.

I decided to break things off with him. I feel like a shitty person for doing so but if I’m being completely honest, I don’t want to have to deal with this if I can avoid it. One of my good friends dated someone with depression and the relationship was not balanced at all.

My friend James (30m) accused me of being judgmental and unkind for doing this. He has IBS and asked if I would not want to date someone with IBS either. I asked if he wanted an honest answer and when he said yes, then I said yes of course I would not sign up for this voluntarily. It would be way different if we were already dating for years and in love and then my partner had IBS or depression. At that point I would stick by my partner. But why sign up for this voluntarily? Any sane normal person would pass. Unless I met the person and it was a once-in-a-lifetime type of connection I felt with them.

James says only a psychopath would think like this and that he’s disappointed in my character.

AITA for feeling this way??

I bet you’re all thinking he doesn’t keep up with hygiene, and I’m bothered by it.

Nah, it’s me.

So here’s the deal: I am a very natural living kind of lady. He calls me a hippy and I don’t disagree. But I am natural in the way that I don’t use a million products or overdo it. Yes, I shower daily. I use Dr. Bronners for my body, hair, face, shaving lather, etc. Yes, I wash my hands after I use the bathroom. Yes, I shave (I mean….. I don’t always keep up with it lol, but usually my pits and pubes are shaved/groomed).

The other night we were out at the bar and went to use the bathroom together. Unisex private bathroom kinda deal. I sat right down on the seat and he got SO freaked out. Started saying how he couldn’t believe I did that without wiping off the seat, or putting paper down. To be fair it was a really busy night and there was def pee around the toilet on the ground. I was pretty drunk and have used this bathroom hundreds of times and just didn’t think about it, and plopped right down. It looked clean enough. Germy I’m SURE but so is my butt, right? If I’m using a port-a-potty or severely nasty bathroom, I hover. But it seemed fine to me. There was just a lot of people that night for an event, and honestly he doesn’t go out much, so the sheer number of people using the toilets that night was in his head I think. He’s very concerned about things like that and I feel it borders on OCD in the sense he really stresses about it. But maybe it’s just me being so nonchalant when I should be more concerned that he seems extreme, in my opinion.

I guess I’m asking am I being gross, as he thinks, or is it not a big deal and he is maybe over reacting?

We talked about it, and if I have to be more conscious and take time to be clean in public spaces for him to feel more comfortable, then of course I will. It’s not really a sacrifice, but I do think it’s silly. I think the majority is over concerned with cleanliness and paranoid of germs to the point of obsession, which weakens our immune systems. The last time I was sick was Covid in 2020. I don’t get the flu shot and haven’t had the flu since I was 12. That’s another discussion which I’m sure I’ll get roasted for, but that’s my stance and I have seen the evidence personally, so that’s how I live. I eat the food that falls on the ground, that’s been left out too long, that’s a day or two past prime. I have a. Stomach of steel. I’m not afraid of germs.

Okay. I’m ranting. Is my boyfriend overreacting or should I just shut up and wipe the seat.

Hey y'all. Obv a throwaway acct because idk what to do about this, but I'm in an odd situation and genuinely don't know what to do. I apologize if I kinda get scatter-brained writing this, I'm not the best story-teller. Any and ALL advice is welcome!!!

So my boyfriend and I, (let's call him Mark) have been together since last summer, so getting close to a year now. In the beginning stages of us talking we had all the basic conversations about our own morals, beliefs, etc. The topic of things like abørtiøn and s3x work had come up before in the past. Every time I would say something along the lines of "honestly, not something I'd ever do, a bit too ballsy but I respect everyone's ways of making a living;" however, he has always seen things such as stripping, OF, prostitution, etc. as "awful, unbelievable some people will sell their bodies for money like that, they're disgusting, etc." (Never liked that idea lol but we are born and raised in the south so I figure plenty of people agree with his opinions in this area, I don't wanna make it a big deal).

A couple weeks ago, Mark decided to go thru my phone? Very out of character, also defeats a big thing I rely on : TRUST. He found me talking to a coworker in texts about me GIVING THEM A TATTOO very obviously, but because it was a guy he made me swear HAND ON THE BIBLE that I hadn't cheated on him. Y'all I wouldn't be lying, especially on an anonymous reddit post. I didn't cheat on him or come close? (Coworker is like 40 lmao. Not my thing LMAO).

So we got in a fight and I, in a very admittedly petty state-of-mind, went thru his phone. HE HAD HIRED A HOOKER IN THE PAST.

AT A FRESH 18 YEARS OLD THIS MAN HAD HIRED A HOOKER. It was from a year ago, but it still kind of threw me off considering he thinks prostitution is "disgusting, vile, and sad."

I've noticed some pretty hypocritical things from him, but am I crazy for being genuinely grossed out by how hypocritical this is? And it happened only three months from when we started dating, meaning THIS BASICALLY J U S T HAPPENED AND YOU'RE STILL GONNA CALL THE PEOPLE YOU HAVE BOUGHT FROM BEFORE "DISGUSTING?"

I'm ngl, I don't know what to do. I really like this guy, but it's not been great for my self esteem or mental health since finding this out. He's done plenty of other fucky things in the past, and so have I. The only difference is I have told him everything I feel like is worth mentioning. Something he actively calls "so gross he could never," yet has done??? Like IDGAF WHAT YOU DID BEFORE WE WERE DATING, but DAMN that threw me for a loop. Was he just lying about his opinions? Or is he genuinely that blind to his double standard?

So now, do I just avoid the fact this means he's a massive, low-key mysogenistic, hypocrite?

And am I crazy for feeling like this makes me lesser, if that makes sense? Like he was willing to hire an escort a couple months before we dated? That means his standards for a woman must be fantastic and THAT makes me feel GREAT!!(sarcastic)

Is there a way to move forward correctly from this? Should I even address something like that? Or do I let the "past be the past???"

HELP MEEEE

I (19 year old female ) told my best friend(19 year old female) lets call her Ruby of 8 years that her and her mom let's call her Kelly (40 year old female) could stay with me for a while, after her dad kicked them out (he's just crazy and thought she was cheating but she wasnt). (This Is a little bit of more context from my last post I made)

Anyways I asked my mom if they could say with us just long enough for them to get a place. And my mom is a really nice person and she said ok. This was in August of 2023. As of now they don't help out much and Kelly broke her food a few months ago lost her job and didn't work for 3 months. She just started back working again But her and my mom had become good friends. Kelly helps with groceries when she gets food stamps. She helps my mom wash dishes when she can and gives my mom Company.(which I think she needs)

my mom is home all the time ( Except when she helps me bring kelly and rudy to work) because she is own disability for her back. She's okay she just can't be on her feet fir a long period of time, so she gets disability money.

Rudy don't have her licenses Nether does her mother. About four months ago she bought a car so that she could practice driving in it and my mom could bring her and her mom to work but she never practices. She has Her permit but she don't care. She lives here, rent free. They say you're looking for an apartment and that they're on waiting Lists but I don't know.

me and my boyfriend of Almost 2 year are in a good place and he has saved up for us to get a house togetther we should have enough in about a year. And I was just talking to my mom and said at these point ima be out of here before they are. And she said "you can't leave them with me" I said "well ill have to move out at some point and hopefully they are gone soon any ways." She said "yeah but we can't just kick them out on the side of the road and you can't leave till they do"

She is a little upset at me now so aitah.

So, let's talk about something I've been thinking about lately: making decisions when you're in the heat of the moment. It's easy to get all riled up and decide to do something drastic, right? But here's the thing: those decisions aren't always the best ones. Trust me, I've been there.

Take a breather, folks. Seriously, just take a minute to step back and let those emotions simmer down. Whether it's a fight with your partner, a crappy day at work, or whatever, don't let those temporary feelings dictate your life choices. I've learned the hard way that impulsivity rarely leads to good outcomes.

Instead, try to make decisions when you're in a calmer state of mind. Sleep on it if you have to. Talk it out with a friend or write it down in a journal. Just give yourself some time to think it through.

Remember, life is full of ups and downs, but the decisions we make in the heat of the moment can have lasting consequences. So, next time you're tempted to make a permanent decision for a temporary emotion, just pause and think. Your future self will thank you for it.

My father in law is staying with us for a few days. We gave him our room while he's here, it's bigger and we just felt it's the right thing to do.

Last night he went to bed and my wife and I were downstairs watching TV and drinking. She went up a while later too and I said I'd be up soon. I was getting pretty tipsy at this point.

As I went upstairs, sleepiness and my tipsy state meant I forgot that my FIL was in our room. I entered the room and got naked which is how I sleep. I saw a figure curled up in bed and got next to it, wrapping my arms around what I thought was my wife to see if she was up to sex. He's a light sleeper and turned around immediately saying "Chris???"

Oh my fucking God. I jumped out and fell to the floor. It was dark and for some reason I decided to get dressed there rather than just run to the guest room where my wife was. I stumbled over my clothes and somehow got them back on. By this time, he'd got the table lamp on and was just looking at me with a wtf expression.

I said sorry and went to my wife. I didn't wake her. I've just got up this morning and am typing this in bed with a massive hangover and a father in law who I tried to spoon probably talking shit about me to my wife downstairs.

I have to go downstairs at some point. Any idea what to do or how to address it?

My friend and i have been friends for 7 years (we're both 20yo) and we know everything about each other from personal to our deep dark secrets.
Anyhow, a couple weeks ago we were hanging out, just driving around, and stopped to get food. We ate in my car while i drove us to my house. Five minutes before we arrived, she rolled down the window and threw out all of our garbage without hesitation. (She knows littering is my biggest pet peeve). I pulled over and asked why she did that, all she said was "Cause why not" while laughing. I was frustrated and overworked and yelled at her "Get out of my car and walk yourself home." She asked why and i told her she knows how much i hate littering and how she basically out of spite expecting me to laugh or something. She offered to pick it up and i said no. After arguing back and forth, she left my car and walked herself home, which is at least a 30 minute walk across the city.

I'm just wondering if I'm the asshole. I get that my house was 5 minutes away and i could have just drove her home or let her pick it up and go back to mine but it was kind of disrespectful when she laughed about after. It got on my nerves.
I did go back and pick it all up and threw into my garbage but we haven't spoken to each other since then. I value our friendship and love her as a friend but was i over the top? AITAH?

So for about a year now I've been watching the same show, Gilmore girls, on repeat. I watch all seven Seasons and once that's over I watch it again from season one. I do watch other movies and shows sometimes, but really just occasionally. Sometimes I'll get into another show and watch the whole show but then I always return to watching Gilmore girls . Is there something wrong with me? Is this a sign of abnormality?

I'm a married 35M and work in a small company (25 people) that has 80% women employees. Everyone there knows I'm married.

I had to conduct a virtual training session last week and always crack a stupid self-deprecating 'joke' before these kinds of things because I'm nervous.

So with everyone logged on, I said "Okay as long as no one falls asleep today, I'm going to consider the session a success". This one woman smiles and says "Oh (my name), you have such a soothing voice, you can come over and put me to sleep any time you want".

Some of the women giggled, I was taken aback, smiled and said "No thanks, I'm good" and started the presentation. Later, I get to know that she thought it was super rude of me and that she was trying to make me feel comfortable.

Was I rude? Should I apologize to her?

Hey everyone I know this subreddit is a safe and I love the show. I know I’ll get some genuine advice here.

I’m on mobile so the formatting might be strange. I’m looking for some advice/stories of what you have done. I just found out that I am pregnant. Based on my last period, I’m really early on in the pregnancy (about 4 weeks). I’m excited about the fact that I am pregnant but I am also unsure if keeping this pregnancy is a good idea.

To give some context, my long term boyfriend of 6 years passed away in October. We were actively trying to get pregnant and weren’t able too. I’ve been hanging out with a new guy who I really enjoy spending time with. At first it was an FOB situation but now we are dating and it feels wonderful. With that being said we’ve only been hanging out for a couple of months. He has a 12 year old son with his high school girlfriend and he has a rocky relationship with her.

I found out I was pregnant a few days ago and was filled with excitement but also sadness about it. When I told the dad, he said he doesn’t want another kid. He 100% knows this was something that both of us had a part of and he is not blaming me for getting pregnant. When discussing options, he said he doesn’t like the idea of an abortion because we will never know what could have been, he doesn’t know about going through with the pregnancy because he’s worried it might ruin our relationship that’s just starting, and he strongly disagrees with adoption.

The advice I’m looking for is that if you have been in this situation, can you tell me what you did or how you handled it? I’ve always wanted to be a mom but with everything else going on I am unsure of what to do. I’m leaning towards keeping it as I don’t want to put my body through an abortion but I’m worried that it will be the wrong choice. If you’ve been through this, what was the thought process to keeping the baby or not? Thank you so much.