I apologize in advance for any errors, english isn’t my first language.

I (23f) have been with my boyfriend (24m) for almost a year now, and for the most part it’s been good. He’s very loving and kind, I’ve never had a love like this one. There have been some ups and downs, of course, but I’ve always appreciated his willingness to work through them. He’s actively in therapy and working through his issues (as am I). However, there’s still a problem that haunts me: he doesn’t have a group of friends. He is very extroverted and he craves connection, but he doesn’t really have someone to rely on (other than me). His family doesn’t support him and he's been unlucky with friendships in the past, so he has a hard time trusting new people. I understand that making new friends is not as easy as people may think: he moved here a couple of years ago from a small town, and maybe he’s still adjusting to a city that’s so big and chaotic. He has also finished studying, so it’s certainly harder to find opportunities to meet new people.

Of course he has met my friends and he really likes them. I’m very happy that they get along and I always involve him in our group outings when I can. However I know my friends, and I know that they like him, yes, but they’ll always see him as my boyfriend. Furthermore, the idea that every connection in his life depends on my presence gives me a lot of anxiety and makes me view the relationship as imbalanced.

I’ve tried telling him that I’m happy that he likes my friends, but that he needs to get out there and make some friends of his own, because he needs to live a life that’s just his, like I need to live a life that’s just mine. Maybe I’ve not chosen the right words, because now he’s telling me that I’m being jealous, but that’s not the point at all. I just want to make sure that we’re both fulfilled in life regardless of the other’s presence. Am I the asshole?

Last year during my uni session, I had a “friend” who was out of control. She would drink and pass out every time we would go to the clubs/bars to drink (a guy offered me money during my birthday party to take her drunk ass home as he thought someone would do something to her). She would get drunk, get touchy with old asf men and flirt with them (get more free drinks and eventually pass out in the alley or anywhere on the floor). One night we were walking around clubs and she started talking to this 60 year old who started touching her arm to look at her tattoos and I was like weirded out by it so much, then the guy started touching my arms and I was like nope and I left (which made her mad at me cuz why would I leave her alone with those guys?)

She would compare her virginity to my cats’ (my cat had kittens before I adopted her) and that was really the last straw for me.

Randomly one night, I heard a commotion outside my balcony. I stayed in dorms (townhouse) so I assumed it was drunk first years. I was having a panic attack and I’m almost completely deaf so I couldn’t figure out what really was going on outside. Plus with my panic attack I literally was losing my shit. A few minutes later, I heard someone knock on my bedroom door. I LIVED ALONE IN THAT TOWNHOUSE and I was so scared and I was panicking already bcz of the breakdown.

Suddenly someone knocks on my door and I’m frozen, then I hear a guy I smoke up with. He was knocking on my door asking me if he could borrow my bong. I was so panicked from the breakdown that I dissociated and opened the door when I heard his voice and went with these people to smoke up.

Days later I got to know what happened (these fuckers also made a video of the guy breaking in). So the girl I mentioned above, I introduced her to this group of guys I knew through my ex. We all used to smoke up a lot together on campus.

This girl is very manipulative and told all of them to come with her behind my townhouse and she would climb to my floor of the balcony and enter my house through the window (the window never really closes in all townhouses). When they got there, she was like I’m wearing a skirt I can’t do that. So these guys helped a guy stand on their backs and climb into my balcony and break into my house through the window.

When I discussed this with my therapist, I realized how violated I felt and I tried to complain to the police but I was tired so I didn’t for a year. But by then this group of ppl went around telling everyone that I made this incident all up for attention so no one would really talk to me.

The reason I was around them for so long (before the accident) and even the girl: I was severely depressed, I could barely leave my bed, I was tired, how would I go and make new friends in this scenario?

My birth family was not so nice to me when I was younger, but they are decent now. I am expecting my first baby, a girl, who will arrive in April. My husband and I are planning to name her Lauren Hope Luna, with Lauren after our friend and Luna after Luna Lovegood. We both love the name. However, my family is not particularly thrilled with the idea---- they think its wrong for me to only name her after friends but not family.

I moved to the US from Asia with family as a teen and have lived there since. When I got married I changed my surname into my husband's and got rid of my foreign name on my birth certificate, and gave myself a middle name. It is mostly because my parents used our Asian heritage as an excuse to bully and control me when I was younger. None of my kids will have a foreign name from my home country and will be raised American. AITA?

My parents just returned from nearly a month of traveling, and it’s been over five days since they returned. My brother and his wife haven’t come to see them yet or even called to check-in. I follow them both on social media, so I know they’ve been going out and keeping busy, yet they haven’t made the time to stop by our family home—which is only a few miles from where they live.

To make things worse, my dad isn’t feeling well, but my brother wouldn’t even know that since he hasn’t bothered to ask. This isn’t the first time he’s done something like this, and it’s frustrating. I talked to my mom about it, but she has a habit of brushing these situations off and just not saying anything about it.

What really gets me is that before the trip, my sister-in-law asked my mom to bring back some things for her, and my mom did—along with a bunch of other thoughtful gifts. Now, I honestly don’t feel like they even deserve any of that.

I feel bad for being so upset, but it’s really hard to see my parents be treated like this. I feel hurt and angry that my brother seems so indifferent to our family. So, Reddit, AITA for being this frustrated?

For context we been best friends for years and I have had her back for a lot of thing but this was way worse then anything she has done. I 24 female made a fake account to ruin my best friends relationship. Back in 2019 we all just graduated and I decided to hangout with Rebecca and have sleepovers but the more I hanged out with her the more I found out her secrets. Like she was cheating on her Boyfriend with her ex. She was using her ex for his money and to by thing. She used a friend address to get the packages she order, because she couldn’t deliver them to her parent’s house because her mom opens her mail. She lie about her mom taking all of her money while living with her family. She even lied to a friend about a pregnancy she had with her ex Mike. There is so much more. I was not the only one she told. She told 5 other people and keeps lying to the ones she was dating and her family. I never understood why she used someone for their address then blamed them for the fake account I made. The girl she lied too and stopped being friends with didn’t even know what was going on until Rebecca went off on her. She added her into a group chat and let her friends go off on her. I found out because I am now friends with her. Rebecca always called her ex telling him do u want babygirl to go hungry because she was broke and wanted money from him. She had other people lie about Rebecca going to the cops and blowing up Alex instagram account. They told her so much bs. She ex Mike gave her a red card for her to use. She even told me she was using him and that he thought they were going to get back together soon as she brakes up with Ken. That never happened. Her own BF never knew any of this until I made the account. Like a stupid boy he married her and now is stuck with her and she still talks to her ex little does her husband knows.

TL,Dr: house help wants to switch days so she could take care of her sickly parents but I dread the rescheduling and don't want to

Two years ago we hired a house helper (56f). She comes in once a week. At the beginning we were flexible with days and then settled on Wednesday. She initially agreed on the hourly rate but asked to increase two times and now we are at 2.5 times what we initially offered and way above what other helpers charge. It was ok because she did a good job. Then she claimed that she needs more hours. So we doubled her hours. She was also allowed to try different days and times but I told her that in the end I want a fixed day. After a year she wanted to switch the day again to Thursday and also adjust the time. She used to start out on the morning but getting up early is not her thing and she wanted to start working at/ not before 10a.m. we made that happen even if it meant the upper floors are "blocked" 2 hours after we return home. Now some things on her family have changed and she wants to switch again. She says it's so she can start her weekend earlier to visit her parents, who got sick and her grandkids, who used to be no contact until recently etc.

I am reluctant and to be honest don't want to switch yet another time. After we settled on the day I arranged our weekly schedule around it, changed my work from home days (I can't focus if I am not alone) etc. I feel as if I had already compromised enough by giving her more then double the standard market rate plus doubled her hours plus she was allowed to pick out the day already two times. The slot we are currently having just works best for us. My brother's wife however said I am an ahole because i could just rearrange and reschedule our week and make it happen. Me not being able to focus if there is someone outside my office vacuuming or asking me questions is just me being a diva. She claims it's cruel to keep the helper from her family. AITA?

So my girlfriend is traveling to LA to watch her friend graduate but her ex boyfriend is also living there as well and I put my foot down and told her no. For some background, their relationship was two years long and our relationship started fairly quickly when they broke up (due to long distance)and i’m scared there might be that hidden feelings if she ends up going to LA. She told me she wasn’t going for him but for her best friend which i understand but i just don’t trust her ex because he made it clear that he still has love for her and yearns her & I have a feeling she feels the same due to the fact that she never really felt comfortable talking about that subject with me. Fast forward to today , She came into the room talking about the tickets (She offered to take me) and I finally told her no because I don’t feel comfortable with her being in a close proximity with him & she clearly was upset and her best friend called me an asshole for not trusting her and also not letting her see her own best friend. I feel like my feelings are valid. So am i the asshole

So I'm in a high rise building on the 19th floor and waiting for the elevator to go down. The elevator comes, and a delivery guy walks out with a package. I enter the elevator and notice that no-one is inside yet the button for the 20th floor is pressed.

The elevator goes to the 20th floor, door opens and closes with no-one there, then goes back to the 19th floor with the delivery guy entering.

This is of course, being a tactic for them not having to wait for the elevator since their delivery typically takes a small amount of time. Except now I have to wait an extra minute and I'm annoyed.

So I pressed the 18th and 17th floor buttons too to make a useless stop, so they lost the same time as I did.

AITA???

So for context my parents have always had a huge divide, I’ve always lived with my mom since she got custody and when I was young me and my sisters went to see him maybe 4 times a year, but when I turned about 15 he stopped sending gifts and stopped asking to see us. I went on with my life accepting he didn’t want to be involved. That was until recently, I’m 19 now and a lot has changed.. but while I was at work I got an instagram notification, my father’s name and initial popped up into my message requests. My name and initial was also on instagram which is probably how he found me. After years of no contact he explained that he wanted to meet up and that he misses me a lot. I’ve always wished for a father figure and get jealous when I see normal families. As a guy, having a father is important to me. Not that it matters anymore since I’m too old to be parented but the connection would be nice. Anyways I brought it up with my mom and surprise.. she hated the idea, saying how I would be a traitor to the family and would burn bridges just for having lunch. Makes sense since she divorced him and isn’t the best guy, and when I say best I mean he’s an awful person. But I’ve inherited some of his tendencies and traits. We all made mistakes and I don’t want to miss an opportunity to have a bond with my dad.. it’s been 3 days since he sent it and I’m at a loss for what I should do. I don’t want my family to hold a grudge for trying to make a connection, but I also don’t want to miss out on an opportunity from biased opinions, even if it is just to talk..

Myself (27F) and my ex (28M) have been on and off for the last 18 months. We both struggle with mental health but always find our way back to each other.

Most recently we decided that we’d remain friends - my ex has a lot to work on in regards to himself so wanted to focus on that.

He was very open with me saying he does not want a relationship with anyone right now but he’s never going to rule out me and him properly working out.

Last weekend we had a great time together, he pulled a sickie from work so we could go out, we went into the city and walked around holding hands, I stayed over at his house and we slept together and cuddled all night. I am aware more than anyone that this is not “friend” behaviour.

A couple days after that he stopped replying to my texts. The following day he just used the excuse he was busy, I called him out on this and said it doesn’t take two minutes out of your day to text and say you’d be busy. He responded to this negatively and said he doesn’t text his guy friends every day so why should me and him be any different. I pointed out that he probably doesn’t sleep with his guy friends too but here we are. He ignored that comment.

I am aware that he speaks to various different people online - he has said not in a romantic way. But there was one girl that I had a feeling about. I looked at her Instagram yesterday and she had posted a picture - her and my ex went on a day out.

I messaged him to ask about this - saying if he doesn’t want a relationship why’s he doing this, or if it’s just friendly, why didn’t he tell me. And he flew off the handle calling me obsessed. He knows I struggle quite badly with anxiety and overthinking, I’m even medicated for it, but he said the reason me and him can’t progress is because I’m obsessed with him. I’m reading into a situation and there’s nothing there it was just friendly, but I’ve blown it out of proportion and this is why we’re not together. He’s now blocked me on Instagram.

I feel like given the fact we had a romantic weekend - wanted by both of us. Pushed for by him more than me, and then days later he is with another girl - I am in my rights to be upset about this?

I know that we are not together - but when he’s saying we have matching souls and we’re destined to be in each others lives, he looks at me and there’s still so much love, surely I’m in the right here?

My friend recently got evicted because she was struggling to keep up with rent. She asked if she could crash at my place for a while until she finds a new apartment. Here’s the thing: I live in a tiny one-bedroom apartment, and I really value my personal space. I’ve always been pretty independent, and having someone constantly around stresses me out. I also worry that “a while” could end up being a lot longer than she’s saying.

When I told her I didn’t think it would work, she got really upset. She said that I’m supposed to be her friend and that if the situation were reversed, she’d help me out. She even tried to guilt-trip me by saying I’m the only friend she has left to turn to.

Now she’s telling mutual friends that I let her down and that I don’t care about her problems. Some of them are saying I should just let her stay for a couple of weeks and that I’m being selfish. I get that she’s in a rough spot, and I feel for her, but I also don’t think it’s fair to put me in this position.

AITA for refusing to let her stay with me?

Sorry for formatting I'm on a phone.

So the old house manager is a bit of a prick. Among other things she gave weed and mushrooms to two boys who are underage (one is 19 the other idk). My friend is filing an elder abuse claim against her for screaming at her so badly. She's also on meth in a sober living room and board.

The main things that happened to me was as follows.

So I have depression, been diagnosed for a few years now. She was all like "you know you lay in bed all day. Some people are dsabled and have no legs or something and they don't have the privilege you do to lay in bed all day."

The thing is, imo this is a shit thing to say to someone who has told you they get really depressed.

Speaking of, one day I confided in her that I was feeling really depressed. She kind of just went "ok." But she was drinking wine at the house later on and I asked her what the wine tasted like and she offered me a sip. I took it.

Imo this was taking advantage of me in a vulnerable state. She kept asking me if the wine made me feel better.

I never ever drink, do drugs, nothing like that. I'm the sober friend.

Then, I told the new house manager that I'm a transgender male. The old house manager acted surprised because even though she was told this when I first came in she just forgot. She went on a rant on how if I wanted to be a boy I had to do boy things like doing my chores (I'm disabled so need special chores accommodations).

She also said "you really think you're a boy? You don't seem like a boy to me." Which to me is rude af to say to a transgender person!

Also apparently I'm the one who got her fired due to what I told her boss. AITA?

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This happened a few weeks ago. I was passing through a train station in London. I was at the end of a two week holiday waiting for my train home which was hours away. I got a seat in view of the departure board and was listening to a audio book. I didn't even notice when it happened but suddenly a scruffy man was infront of me. I could see his mouth moving and since the stranger next to me was ignoring him, I tried to as well. Well I couldn't do it. I paused my headphones and said "huh?". He said he hasn't eaten in 2 days and if I could spare some money. I had loose change in my pocket from using the underground and so I gave it to him. It was only like £4-£6 but he thanked me and left. The 2 people on the other end of my seating row muttered to each other about how "she's part of the problem. If people didn't give them money then they wouldn't beg for it.". I pushed the jab away and carried on with my audiobook. I do not think I was wrong or the a-hole in this. I've never been homeless and I'm not at all on the position to be giving money away but nobody chooses to beg or be homeless. I don't have it in me to ignore someone right on front of me asking for help. However, I have friends saying what the people at the station said was right and I should have ignored the man like everyone else. They said me giving him money only boosted his confidence to beg more instead of improving his situation. That he likely knew I wasn't local and used that against me.

Personally I feel I did the right thing but society-wise, did I do the wrong thing? AITA for giving a begger money?

I (29F) am an RN at a hospital. My coworker (35M), who I usually get along well with, was assigned to a patient I’d had over the weekend. For context, the patient was in an isolation room for lice, was agitated, and would frequently throw his legs off the bed.

When I had the patient a couple of days prior, I’d noticed he’d get aggressive if we tried to reposition him before he was calm. My approach was to give him his prescribed sedatives, wait about 10 minutes for him to settle, and then reposition him. During the time I had the patient, no one realized he had lice; this was discovered on a day I was off. Now his lice issue has worsened to the point where they’re crawling on the bed.

So, when my coworker asked me to help reposition the patient right after he’d given him the medication, I hesitated. I admit, I didn’t want to go into the room with the lice situation, but I also thought it would be best to give the meds a little time to work so the patient could settle down. I told my coworker to give it a few minutes, but he was insistent on doing it immediately. I offered to go grab one of our nursing assistants (41M), who’s bald, to help, but when I returned, my coworker had already found someone else who wasn’t familiar with the patient.

For added context, earlier in the shift my coworker and I had joked that the patient should’ve been assigned to one of our bald coworkers since he's less likely to get lice.

After that, he gave me the silent treatment for the rest of the shift, which was unusual since we usually chat often when we work together. I tried to give him some space, but I wanted to clear the air and address what had happened. When I tried to approach him later, he outright ignored me twice.

Later, he posted something on social media about people “leaving him hanging” and “not offering help,” which felt directed at me, even though he knew I'd gone to get the nursing assistant for assistance. My coworkers are split on the situation. Some think I should’ve helped because he would have helped me, while others (who are familiar with the patient) agree that he could’ve waited for the meds to take effect or for the NA to come and assist, as it wasn’t an urgent situation.

AITA for not helping my coworker reposition an agitated patient immediately?

I, 40 yr old F, have 3 sisters - 46, 30, 27. Two of them are big Swifties. It didn’t take long for my mum to start riding the Swift train and she too has become so utterly and completely obsessed with Taylor Swift that she now walks around the house quoting lyrics. It’s so bad that any and every conversation I try and have with her, she somehow finds a way to relate it to Taylor Swift or some of her lyrics. It infuriates me and makes me feel really uncomfortable. Don’t get me wrong, Taylor has written some cool songs, and I’ll have a sing along from time to time, but i genuinely don’t understand this crazed obsession. Even my 2 Swifty sisters think my mum is being way over the top and I have seen them rolling their eyes at her from time to time. My step dad had told me that he finds it weird and kind of concerning. I have made the mistake of saying, you know she’s probably just a person like everyone else, but no, according to mum she is some kind is god like deity who has been reborn to guide humanity into the light. And if I don’t agree with the excessive ridiculousness that comes out of my mothers mouth about Taylor Swift, she starts yelling and getting really upset and quoting Swift lyrics really loudly and causing a really horrible and uncomfortable scene, usually resulting in me leaving. I had an obsession with Hanson when I was 12/13 and used to walk around with a folder of pictures and articles about them, and this whole thing is making me feel like she’s a teenage girl with an over the top obsession with a pop star and im a parent figure having to appease her, like some kind of role reversal and I hate it. She becomes incredibly nasty and defensive if I don’t agree with her opinion of Taylor Swift and it leaves me feeling like I have done something wrong and I don’t know how to navigate the situation. Am I the asshole for not being obsessed with Taylor Swift?

This is my first Reddit post so i apologize if i break some sort of unspoken rule of Reddit i'm not aware of

During one week out of the summer and the week surrounding thanksgiving, me and my family will visit my moms side of the family who lives in another state. My family is atheist and all of my extended family that we visit are christian/mormon (not exactly sure the difference). I have a total of 19 cousins on my mothers side, some of them are VERY religious and homophobic while others are indifferent. They are not allowed to listen to/watch anything that is not religious or church related on sundays.

I have my own wireless headphones that i use to calm myself down when i'm overwhelmed with sounds. i am autistic and with that many people talking its very difficult to do anything. Having a sound that i have control of and can predict like what song i play and the lyrics in the song help me calm down and prevent a panic attack.

since we stay for a week, that means that we are usually there for a sunday. One sunday i was feeling overwhelmed and decided to put my headphones on and start playing music. it was quiet and it wasn't coming out of the headphones. my cousin happened to see my phone and saw that it was a non-religious song that i was playing. He told me to turn it off and play church music instead. I explained to him that i was overwhelmed right now and i couldnt do that. i never listen to church songs so i can't control or predict the sounds like i can with my music. I also told him that i was not part of his religion and it was not affecting him at all. He kept insisting that i turn on church music instead and this bickering caused me to become even more overstimulated and i went to the bathroom to have a quiet space since we were sharing a room at the time.

I know it doesn't sound like i was being very rude but thinking back on it i am starting to get more and more angry for his insistence on forcing his religious rules on me. should i be this angry or am i overreacting and being rude?

My sibling recently approached me, asking for help with their financial situation. Apparently, they’ve racked up a ton of debt over the past few years from “emergency” purchases and lifestyle choices. They’ve been struggling to manage it, and now it’s at a breaking point where creditors are contacting them non-stop.

I’ve been careful with my money, working hard and saving for years to build up a bit of a safety net for myself. I’m not rolling in cash, but I’ve got enough set aside to feel secure. When my sibling asked me to help, they weren’t looking for a small loan; they wanted me to clear out nearly all my savings to cover their debts. They argued that “family should help each other” and implied I was selfish for not wanting to help them get out of this mess.

I tried suggesting other options like talking to a financial advisor or consolidating their debt but they brushed those off, saying they’d take too long and that I was their “only real option.” They even got my parents involved, who are now pressuring me, saying that “family is more important than money” and that I should do this because I’m the “responsible one.”

I feel for my sibling, and I understand they’re in a tough spot. But it doesn’t feel fair to me to sacrifice everything I’ve worked for, especially when I had nothing to do with their financial choices. Now I’m being called heartless and cold by my family, and I’m starting to wonder if I’m being selfish for holding onto my savings.

AITA for refusing to use my savings to bail out my sibling?

Hey, Reddit! I’m looking for some advice on a situation that’s been bothering me lately. After a year filled with ups and downs, I’m feeling pretty confused about my friendship with someone I care about. Here’s what happened:

The Backstory

In February, I developed a crush on my classmate’s best friend (let’s call her “Best Friend”). I mentioned my interest to her, and we started talking, but the connection was inconsistent. Eventually, my crush went silent, and after I deactivated my Instagram, she reached out, but that didn’t last either. This back-and-forth continued for about four months, and I often vented to Best Friend about my feelings.

As I started getting closer to Best Friend, I realized I had real feelings for her. After I let go of my crush, I confessed my feelings to her. Initially, she didn’t believe me, so I tried to prove my sincerity.

Things Take a Dark Turn

Not long after, I faced a significant family crisis that left me feeling overwhelmed. Best Friend was incredibly supportive during this time. One night, she planned to drink with my crush, and I asked her not to bring me up in their conversation. Later that night, my crush unexpectedly confessed she had liked me all along. I was caught off guard and emotionally vulnerable, so I went along with it, which ended up hurting Best Friend deeply.

The Plot Twist

Months later, I found out from a mutual friend that Best Friend and my crush had set up that confession as a test because Best Friend was unsure about my feelings. When I confronted her, she said she was confident in how I’d respond, but I felt hurt, especially given the circumstances I was dealing with.

Where I’m At Now

I’m feeling really conflicted. I’ve thought about taking a step back to process everything, but when I mentioned this, Best Friend said I was “ruining the friendship she saved” and accused me of abandoning her.

What I’m Looking For:

1. How can I process my feelings about this situation?

2. What’s the best way to approach my friendship with her moving forward?

Any insights or advice would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading!

I'm good by celebrating, 1st month, 6 months, and then a yearly anniversary, today my gf was all moody with me cause I didn't say anything about our 10 months together, to me it's insane to celebrate it every month and she just didn't talked to me after I explained that to her, we haven't talked the whole day and I don't expect to talk to her until she realizes she is in the wrong. I don't drink, smoke, party, do drugs or anything, not even talk to other girls, all I do is work, workout, study, take care of her and on spare time play videogames, feels like she just likes the rush of fighting. Am I the asshole for not remembering every month to celebrate?

For context, I am a 24 y/o female with rheumatoid arthritis. I am currently unmedicated for it because my medication (an injection) is not covered by my specific insurance (working on getting it changed to one I know does) and gets pretty expensive. I live in a relatively big city and have to use subway transportation to and from work and am remaining as vague as possible just for privacy.

This past weekend, I was taking the subway home from work. It was pretty busy and the subway didn’t have a lot of available seating. Mostly taken up by elderly people or other people with visible disabilities. I believe I may have been the youngest on the subway that afternoon, which could have lead partially to this issue? I have very bad knees and ankles but don’t use any mobility aids like a cane because my hands, fingers, and wrists are also effected and putting pressure on holding a cane hurts. So I just power through as much as I can and try to appear relatively functional.

This particular evening, a pregnant woman who seemed very far into her pregnancy got on the subway. Since everyone around us was either blocked off by other people standing, or seemed too old or unable to offer their seat. She approached me and asked if she could sit in my spot. I felt horrible, since she seemed very tired and probably was hurting, but after a very long and painful day, I told her that I was sorry but I couldn’t be standing for the next half hour and said that I hoped maybe someone else could give up their spot or get off at a sooner stop. (I try not to make a bad habit of telling strangers of my ailments out loud, but maybe I should have).

She scoffed at me, called me entitled and a “rude bitch”, then asked again if I’d let her sit, stating that I was too young to be that disrespectful to someone who was pregnant. Again, I told her that I could not because I was disabled, and she just laughed in my face and called me a liar since she didn’t see any medical equipment on me. Because I guess ALL disabilities require medical equipment. I tried to ignore her and put my headphones on, but she held onto the railing right in front of me and stared daggers at me the entire 25 minute ride to her stop.

When she got off, one of the other passengers, an older gentleman, told me I was being rude to force her to stand. But when I got to my stop, I could barely even walk off of the subway and had to stop right outside at one of the benches for a break. I told my mom and a friend about what happened and mom told me I should have given up the seat, and my friend texted me “the lady was pregnant and you made her stand?!”

Was I totally in the wrong? Should I have bucked up and dealt with standing so she could sit? I’m aware that she probably was struggling as well, but literally no seats cleared up until after I got off at my stop. I’ve been so frazzled this week thinking about how much of an asshole I must have looked like. So AITA?

I (F) share a bathroom with my college roommate (F). This is our second year living together, and we have become friends.

Today I was planning to shower before going out when my roommate went into the bathroom to get ready. She typically spends about an hour in there doing hair and makeup. I asked if she could do her makeup in her room instead since I needed to shower. She refused, saying she had "already claimed the space" and her stuff was set up. After a brief argument where I pointed out she could do makeup anywhere while I can only shower in the bathroom, I gave up and said I wouldn’t shower, but said we should should discuss it for the future.

She said if we were going to talk about that, we needed to talk about the times of day that I shower.

She said that I'm "home all day" and should shower earlier before she’s likely to get home (I do take one less class, study at home, and work mornings, while she works evenings or studies at the library). She says she often comes home when I happen to be showering when I could’ve done it hours before, and then she has to wait 30 minutes on me. Then she said she thinks I intentionally time my bathroom use to inconvenience her.

The reality is:

• she doesn’t have a consistent schedule, so I don’t actually know when she’s coming home.
• I shower late because I like to finish my work, walk my dog one last time before bed, and shower after.
• something I want to point out, when she showers before me, I regularly wait over an hour without complaint (45 minutes in shower + 20+ minutes for skincare/teeth)

She claims I time my bathroom use deliberately, citing ONE time when I texted asking when she'd be home (it was late and I was genuinely curious since we're friends), she replied that she was on the way, which I had read as I was getting in the shower. In no way did I intend for that to happen, it just did, and I wasn’t going to jump out bc she was almost home. She's also upset that maybe 6 times in two years, I've knocked to quickly use the toilet during her hour-long bathroom sessions. This morning proved my point when I had sudden and VERY urgent diarrhea during her post-shower skincare routine. Instead of letting me in, she took an extra 5 minutes and accused me of "holding it" until she's in the bathroom.

She's completely unwilling to budge and insists I need to change the time of day when I shower so that she’s not having to wait. When I mentioned that my 30 ish minute showers are much shorter to wait on than her hour-long routines she snapped and said "we're not putting time limits on the shower."

How should I handle this? AITA for asking her to do her makeup elsewhere since I can only shower in the bathroom, and then disagreeing with her shower schedule?

A few months ago in August, I (19)F and my ex (19)m broke up on very bad terms and arguments and hurtful words were exchanged from both parties whether it be at separate times but all while the breakup was still fresh. I texted him a week or so later and he claimed that one of my friends or I called the police on him (which is very unlikely or a lie seeming I did not and none of my friends know his last name nor where he lives). He made it very clear he never wanted to hear from me again and it felt even worse but I also knowingly have called him maybe 3 times since then and I miss him a lot. I was very hurt and felt like my heart was small and I honestly can’t say I still don’t sometimes. I know i’m in the wrong for not letting him go when the feelings are no longer mutual, I try to act like it doesn’t exist anymore and he doesn’t but deep down, I could never feel that way. I just need to know what would help me try to get over him. I feel like i’ve tried almost everything. Thank you :)

Always had a strained relationship with this one specific family member. Had some great news come up as I got a job I’ve been eyeing for a while. Chose to keep it from this family member for as long as possible. Another one mentioned it in front of them and they got very upset saying I am the cause of our strained relationship and started wishing me the worst at the job. AITA for only telling some people but not him or was I in the right of choosing who to tell and who not to?

I (30F) went to see a show with my friend (30M), and decided to get a drink after. It was quiet when we got there so we got seats at the bar. As we talked, the room started to fill up behind us; we were fine leaning out of the way to make room so that people could order drinks over our shoulders. We made friends with a girl in Black Swan costume who told us there was an after-Halloween party about to happen in the backroom.

It was getting crowded, but we decided to have one last round. My friend was talking to the girl to his right; over my left shoulder was a growing group of guys, some  French, some American. The American guys were asking the French guys to teach them some French phrases to use on women: “How do you say I eat pussy?” “How do you say I eat ass?” 

Whatever; none of my business. At one point, I feel a tap on my left shoulder and look around. None of the guys are looking back at me. I ignored them and figured it was a mistake.

The girl goes off eventually, and my friend has to use the bathroom, so I’m left alone at the bar. I feel another two taps on my shoulder. I look around; no one’s looking back.

I don’t speak French, but I know a bit. I start to hear words like “salope” (slut) and “putain” (whore) from behind me.

At this point, I’m not having fun. I’m not here in costume, and I’m not the prettiest or best-dressed woman at the bar, and I’m fairly certain I’m being fucked with by guys that suck. I decide to ignore them until my friend comes back and we can leave, but then I feel two taps on my shoulder again. This time I don't look around.

I’m angry. There's a long line for the bathroom, and I don't see my friend, so I decide that if it happens again, I'll be ready. 

It happens again. This time I grab the guy’s two fingers in my hand and spin around on my barstool. It’s the smallest, drunkest-looking guy out of the group—I’d clocked him before.

I let go of his hand, and maybe I’m too angry, but I say, “What the fuck do you want?”  He says nothing, “Why do you keep tapping me, then?” He’s quiet. None of his boys are backing him, they’re all moving away. He says something like he just wanted to talk to me. I tell him he doesn't have to touch me to talk to me, and to say whatever he has to say. He says, "I was just messing around with my friends.”

So I say, “I’m not your friend. So fuck off.” He leans a little toward me, so I say "FUCK OFF" a little louder, and he says, "Okay, I'll fuck off," and walks a bit away down the bar.

I settle our tabs and as soon as my friend comes back from the endless bathroom line; we leave, but I’m left with a kind of bad taste in my mouth overall.

Was I overreacting? I felt like he was just trying to impress these other guys by fucking with me when I was vulnerable and alone, and I did kind of want to humiliate him because all of them were being gross; does that make me the asshole?

Got contacted by a recruiter I’ve met in the past about a job. Went through the interview process and had an offer very quickly. From first contact to offer (with 2 interviews in between) was 7 days. I’ve gone to my current boss and told them about the offer in the hopes of them sweetening my current deal. They did. Am I the asshole for going back to the recruiter and saying I told my boss and they’ve offered me a deal I don’t want to pass up? I feel like I’ve wasted peoples time..

My boyfriend (M 23) and I (F 23) have been dating for 3 years. We have never been the kind of couple to exchange passwords or ask for it. However, sometime back i asked him to log his Instagram account on my phone as a joke to see if he was willing to do it. I would've been fine even if he refused but he ended up doing it. We moved on and several months passed. I forgot about it as my notifications are permanently turned off on the app until today.

It was one those moments when you start looking through random stuff on your phone when you're bored on a Sunday afternoon. I saw his account was still logged into mine so i opened it. I did not want to violate his privacy however curiosity got the best of me. I refrained from opening any of his DMs but went into his saved posts amd saw a separate folder created for any posts of girls he found hot with the name "🥵". It had a massive collection of various girls including models, influencers and even some random girls.

Normally i wouldn't make a big deal out him just finding a girl attractive in a picture but i feel saving them into a separate collection just makes me feel uncomfortable. I confronted him about it and he got pissed about the fact that I logged into his account without his permission in the first place. Things got heated up and we ended up having an argument where he blamed me for violating his privacy and being insecure for no reason.

I admit I should not have accessed his account however i still cannot shake the feeling of discomfort over it. AITA for getting mad after I violated my boyfriend's privacy?

I’m 25 (F), and my fiancé is 27 (M). Using a throwaway account because I don’t know who to ask about this besides my fiancé.

My uncle on my mom’s side has a decently long history of addiction and drug abuse (painkillers and who knows what else), but he also treated my cousins, his daughter and her older brother very poorly when they were growing up. I think he especially treated his son badly because when he was 17 he got a 15 year old pregnant accidentally (she also lied about her age) and he feels ashamed.

When he divorced his daughter’s mother (never married the other girl) and married my aunt (also don’t want to invite), that’s when things started to get worse because she also treated them poorly. Whenever I saw them interact, it was usually them being too firm or harsh when telling them what to do. Just an overall lack of warmth due to them not being my aunt’s real kids, and my uncle’s substance abuse. Then he had two more kids with my aunt and absolutely treated those kids better, especially when the first once came along. They also treated my girl cousin like a maid because they were too lazy and paid too much attention to the other kids. My uncle’s son actually had to come live with my family for about a year because he and his dad’s relationship was so bad, but his bad upbringing also made him difficult to deal with so he eventually had to go back. The bad parenting from my aunt and uncle (in my opinion) is what I think mainly contributed to my uncles daughter eloping and getting married with literally none of the family there at only 18 and moved across the county to be with her new military husband. And, his son got two girls pregnant by the time he was 23 and to this day no one hears from him anymore, especially not my uncle.

My uncle got clean (or so I was told and that was like two years ago) recently, and at last year’s Thanksgiving he actually seemed decent and happy, but I have a really hard time overlooking how he treated his kids and I sort of think he’s partly to blame for how they turned out. His daughter still somewhat resents him and never visits him directly (like at his house) unless she sees him at family holidays, and obviously his son resents him too because he’s ghosted everyone as far as I know. Then there’s my aunt again who just kinda did nothing to help the kids and now favors her own.

I feel like it would be really awkward if I didn’t invite them because I’d be inviting my mom’s sister’s family but then not her brother (my uncle’s family). Part of me wants to because I can tell they’re sort of trying to be better people and my aunt reaches out to me through Facebook comments and birthdays, so she has a sweet side. But it’s also easier for them to be better people now that the kids they didn’t seem to care about as much are able to live on their own and they don’t have to support them now.

TDLR

WIBTA if I didn’t invite my uncle’s family to my wedding

I (15f) feel guilty for having a private breakdown about something. I live off-grid and my house is not sealed so we sometimes get a lot of bugs inside like ants and flys. Recently our cupboards have been infested with fly larvae or something (which it is being cleaned up and we are trying to stop the infestation) and it's in like all our dry food, at like 10 at night I woke up from an hour nap and I had the munchies so I thought to make some crapes. Guess what? There were bugs in the pancake bag, I slammed the bag down and went into my room, slamming the door, and broke down crying and getting mad at my brothers (17m & 12m) and my parent (not saying their ages). I was thinking things like how my brother (12m) couldn't do a simple task of washing the pan after he used it and when he did was it he didn't do a very good job as the pan was still dirty, I was also think about how I could have nothing in this house and I had a breakdown because it's 11pm I just eoke up from a nap that was supposed to last all night and when I woke I was really hungry for crapes and everything went down the drain. I feel really bad because my family can't really control that stuff. My mom helped me calm down and now I feel bad and she promised to get me more pancake mix but AITAH for breaking down?

Edit- sorry for the long paragraph I was just in a hurry and trying to get it all out.

My bf and i have been living together for a few months now. He doesn't have a job yet and I've been working as much as I can. I go through depressive episodes where I feel I physically can't do anything unless I'm forced to. I'll ask my bf to do a few things around the house while I'm at work. He's usually decent about it, but he lacks in a lot of areas. Today I asked him to finish laundry and he didn't. The same load has been sitting in the washer for 2 days. He doesn't ever do the dishes, but he said it's because he's a germaphobe and he feels sick. Except he can't even put his own dishes in the dishwasher even after he rinses them? When I get some time and energy I'll clean the place as much as I am able by doing the dishes, laundry, and cleaning up the counters. He only cleans up when I ask him to or to throw away his microwave meal bowl. I feel like I shouldn't have to ask him, but I feel like my parents when I say that. I feel like I just try so hard to be a good partner for no reason. There's more I could say but, am I the only one who tries this hard? Am I the asshole in this situation?

I (17m) have a brother (15m) that lives in another country, so our comunication in only online (ig dc tt wp etc). I'm not gonna lie, he's not the nicest person, he's rude and ghost everyone, we both are autistic if that has something to do with enything, but we have talked everyday for the past 4 years and with me is the most sweet little guy that could exist, i spoil him sometimes and always listen to him. He is the only person i really talk to beside my boyfriend beacuse i don't have friends, so he's my only real friend, and i know I'm mostly his.

About a month ago he broke up with his online boyfriend of year and a half. that relatinship was toxic and dependent on each other, but he finally had enough and broke up with him without feeling bad about it, that's great, because he'd suffer a lot with that guy. my brother isn't the victim tho, he had told me he had a lot of toxic behaviors towards him too. The thing is, that two nights ago he started to feel bad about him, that he misses the way it feels to be in a relationship that I cannot make him feel, because I'm his brother, not a patner. I told him that's a normal feeling because of course it is, and I know he's very dependent on people.

We made a deal, he canot have a online partner, because being honest not seein someone would eventually broke any releationships. But that night he insisted me that if he can talk to someone on instagram that lives on the same country and relatively close to him, reluctantly i said yes because i don't want him to get hurt again, he has my instagram and he has mine, so i could see if something sus happened between them.

Heres the problem, since that night he basically haven't talk to me, i send him messages and he doesn't respond while i see that he talks with that guy, when he send me something, he doesn't respond to any to the things i said, and talk about that guy. I know he can talk to other people, that he has a life outside me, and it's good for him to have other people to talk to, but i feel excluded, and I feel that I'm being so damn jealous and "toxic" somehow for thinking of telling him that he's been texting him more than me. He only talk to that boy for like 4 hours and not even seen my texts. Today, he didn't even said hi to me or told me anything, just replies like okay or cool, even to questions.

When I told him about this, he just said that he thought he answered me, he said he was busy, that im overreacting and stop being dramatic and let him be happy for having someone that make him feel good.

i dont wanted to sound or be possesive, when i know i might be sounding like one, but i just miss my little brother that talk to me and that told me everything, I feel excluded. I know he's a teenager now and they're more distant, and he even told me he has been feeling angry all the time. I have no one to talk to about this because my friends doesn't really care about him and my boyfriend is kinda jealous of him (that's weird, i know). So, AITA?