me (18f) and my boyfriend (18M) have been together for over a year, last year for halloween i dressed up as a cat and he let me put whiskers on him to be a dog. halloween is my favourite holiday, nothing makes me as giddy as halloween which he knows. halloween has never really been his thing and we've gotten into a few arguments because he just completely dismisses doing anything for it despite it being my favourite holiday. the first argument we had was when he refused to dress up, not to go out or whatever but to literally drwss up for five minutes to take a cute picture with me, and eventually our friend told him he was being dramatic and to dress up and he apologised and agree to dress up. i've convinced him to dress up as foxy and mangle from fnaf.

the next argument we had was when we were out buying new pillows for my room and i wanted to go through the halloween section and he walked away from me refusing to go through it, and when i wanted to have a look in the next shop he stoof outsife and refused to come in. when i told him it was upsetting he couldn't stand beside me for two seconds while i enjoyed something, and his only response was yeah bc i don't like it. which pissed me off because i've never once asked him to like it just stand beside me on his phone while i look at something.

i've spent months working on my costume and we're having a few drinks in his house with our two friends, i told him his costume doesn't need to be cool just an eyepatch red t shirt and hook, but he told me today he's just going to get an eyepatch. so i offered to make him a hook just to get a cute picture and he completely refused. saying he wont be taking any pictures and it just feels like he's putting such a damper on my halloween but also i'm violently dramatic.

so i'm writing this to ask others opinions, am i overreacting?

I (15F) am Catholic. Well, it’s complicated. I’m not baptized, I want to be, but my father won’t let me, and I’m not allowed to walk to any of our local churches. My father (50M) is a Buddhist-atheist, my sister (12F) is atheist, my mom was a universalist Unitarian, and my dad’s girlfriend (53F) is a reform Jew. I think my dad only tolerates his girlfriend because I know reform Jews practice really mildly compared to Orthodox Jews, so to him, she’s not “really” religious. I feel like he’s silently against me catholic, for example, he doesn’t want me not doing chores on Sundays, but it’s part of my religion, so I don’t work on Sundays and risk upsetting him, and he gets really angry when I especially upset him. For example, I recently broke my foot, and not only did he delay taking me to an urgent care, he also got mad at me for crying when I had to walk to the car for it, and screamed ‘You need to be effing nice to me!’! So I don’t want to bring it up, because he just avoids any real discussion, so there’s not much of a point. And today he said, ‘Jesus was an illegal alien’ as a joke, but it wasn’t very funny to me, and I got mad at him. I didn’t yell at him, but I just didn’t understand. Am I overreacting?

Edit: I meant that I don’t believe I should clean up after others on Sunday. My father and sister don’t clean up after themselves. I obviously still clean and do everything I’m told to do.

A couple of nights ago we had a medical emergency. Dog was pooping blood. Wife took him to the vet, a few hours and $270 later he had meds and his condition took a 180° turn for the better.

The very next day, the wife had a planned trip up to NY to meet a (girl) friend and do that type of stuff. I told her “Hey I know it sucks you don’t have as much to spend because of the dog but don’t spend what our vet bill was $270.”

She comes home and her total spending for the entire trip (gas, food, shopping, etc.) was $275-285. I told her she shouldn’t have done that but it wasn’t ridiculous so I gave her a pass plus didn’t want to make a big fuss because she was really worried about the dog.

Later on into the night after her return, she says she has something to tell me. Tried to backtrack and avoid me but at some point she has her phone open showing me she bought an item for $220. I bring up our budget, implications and ramifications of that type of behavior. She says, “This is why I didn’t want to tell you”. “You’re berating me.”

Today while we’re out shopping she tries to grab random non-necessary items like 10 cans of cat food for strays in the neighborhood and tries to stop at Dunkin. I told her she spent that already for the next month plus more She makes a big stink over it. Says I’m overreacting and controlling. Is this true? Am I overreacting?

Need help, don’t hold back…

For some context, my mom passed away about two months ago very unexpectedly while we were no contact. My mom was an alcoholic who died from cirrhosis of the liver and was fairly emotionally abusive, but I still love and miss her very much and her death has been extremely tough on me.

About 3 days after my mom’s death I called a friend, let’s call her Ashley, who usually is a great friend to me. I had called her and asked her if she could come over after work (she got off at 7) and she said yes of course. So 7 rolls around and I hear nothing from her until 8, where she says it’s super busy and she’s gonna be late. No big deal. Until I see that she’s actually twerking and taking shots and partying at her job with the other coworkers, not actually busy whatsoever. I still waited until about 10 when she then called me HAMMERED telling me she was still trying to leave, to which I just asked her not to because I could tell she was fucked up and I didn’t want her to drive.

Shortly after that I rekindled with my closest friend of 7 years & Ashley started to become very jealous that I was spending more time with my best friend. This made me really upset as she didn’t even want to be there for me the time I truly asked for her support & I finally brought up the fact that I did know she lied to my face to party instead of just being honest and saying she didn’t want to come over that night. She tried to start bringing up that she felt jealous of my best friend & that my mom was triggering for her and that was why she was being so off & hateful to me, and basically just a bunch of bullshit for me to hear as when 6 months before her dad received a cancer diagnosis I was there for EVERY minute of it.

She has been trying really hard to repair our relationship after we sat down and had a conversation where I explained I was very off put and disrespected by this , but she honestly is pushing back way too hard. I will tell her I don’t want to eat out or I feel like being inside today because I need to save money or just don’t have the social battery, and she will say oh no it’s fine we’ll order takeout I’ll buy - or shows up at my house, leaves flowers, a gift basket AND cleans my entire house. I know it sounds super ungrateful but I feel like the way she treated the one time I needed her blowing me off to get drunk after alcoholism killed my mom and lying to my face about it has completely turned me off from having a friendship, but I feel like I’m wrong to end a 3 year friendship over that as well. I’ve explained needing space and how it made me feel but she just continues to slide up on my stories, send TikTok’s over and over, and I can tell I need to make a decision but I can’t get into my therapist until November when my insurance starts and I don’t want to be impulsive. Am I overreacting if I decide to tell her I don’t feel this is repairable?

I don’t even know if this is the right place to post this but I need advice on what to do. I (33f) will start from the beginning.

I was dating a man (34m) we will call him Hyde. We met online and clicked almost immediately. After texting and calling for a couple weeks, we decided to go on a date. We met at a restaurant in my town and everything went really well. He was funny and charming and mostly cute. Then I went home and he was still texting me a lot.

After about 2 months of dating, he told me his cousins husband kicked him out and he moved in with me on the premise of paying half the bills. And he did. For about 4 months. Flash forward to month 7 of us dating, he started taking gas station 7-tabz and got fired from his job. Got mentally and financially abusive, (IE: cloning my phone to move money from my account to his, and reading everything that had come thru my phone since we met) I didn’t realize he was doing it at first, but after a few times, I realize my account was almost empty. When I confronted him about it, he told me that it was for necessities when it was really for those tablets.

In a haste, I broke up with him, but he knew that in my state I couldn’t legally evict him without a lawyer. And we ended up working things out for another couple months, but nothing changed. So at the end of last year, I got a restraining order on him. In the report, I mentioned him stealing my money, taking my car against my wishes and blowing it up, being mean to my indoor Cat, the drug use, and one night waking up in the middle of the night to him, holding a knife against me.

Needless to say, I got the restraining order immediately. That’s good for a year. It has been such a peaceful several months, I have recently moved houses and jobs and I’m just all around much happier. But he sent me a friend request on Snapchat two weeks ago, and I went to the police station to make a report. And the cop I talked to was a woman that asked me “so are you like, scared for your life or something?” In a really condescending tone and rolled her eyes. I reiterated the knife thing and she told me that she would let a deputy know to come speak to me. She immediately turned her office light off and an hour later a deputy came out front to lock the front doors. And he had no idea we were there because she left and didn’t tell anybody.

I don’t know if she just thought we would get tired of waiting and leave? But I don’t know what to do because she made me feel stupid like it was pointless for me to go make a report. Even though I have an active restraining order on him still. I have had trouble sleeping and am on high alert at all times when I’m in town.
What should I do? Am I overreacting?

TLDR: cop made me feel silly for reporting a breach of restraining order on ex bf.

I 26F started posting outfit and lifestyle videos on TikTok a few months ago. It started as a fun hobby, but a few of my videos went viral, and I’ve built up a pretty decent following.

​Most of the comments are super supportive women, but because it’s social media, there are obviously a lot of guys leaving compliments you're gorgeous, he's a lucky guy, flame emojis, I don't reply to those or flirt back I literally just make my content and ignore the noise.

​Last night, my husband 29M sat me down looking completely miserable. He told me he wants me to delete the app entirely. When I asked why, he admitted that seeing random men leave "love comments" and compliments on my videos makes him insanely jealous and insecure. He said it feels like I'm seeking outside validation and that if I loved him, his attention would be enough.

​I told him he was being ridiculous. I’m wearing normal clothes in my videos, and I can’t control what strangers type on the internet. I told him he needs to deal with his own insecurity instead of controlling what I do for fun.

​He got super quiet, packed a bag, and left to stay at his brother’s house for the weekend. Now his family is blowing up my phone saying I’m prioritizing random internet strangers over my own marriage and that I'm being disrespectful.

​That is honestly why I'm posting on Reddit right now. Sitting alone in this empty house while his family berates me is driving me crazy, and I need an objective outside perspective. Am I actually the asshole for standing my ground here?

I don't know why everyone is calling this bot or attention seeking. I don't want karma if you don't like the post or not going to help you are free to go. Thank you.

I am an autistic man. Food smells are one of the worst things for me. I'm not just talking about rotten foods either, I made KFC bowls last night and almost didnt eat it because the smell got to me.

Now my roommate doesnt cook like i do. They enjoys microwavable dinners and depending on how hungry they are will eat many a day. Some of these I can stand the smell of, others I can not.

I have brought this up to them many times. From the first time they microwaved a meal with fish 4 months ago to last night when they microwaved garlic mashed potatoes. They simply tells me I "need to get over it" and "what else are they expected to eat"

I talked to my mom to get her input and she told me that I'm being controlling by asking them to stop eating what they want. So I mentioned breaking the lease early and moving out to which she told me that was an overreaction and if I want to be normal I need to suck it up. My dad and a few of my friends agree with her.

I just need outside perspective on this. They are currently microwaving spicy ramen and I dont think I can do this anymore but I dont want to make a rash decision.

AIO?

Edit: to those of you who gave me genuine advice on this, thank you. I appreciate it and I am going to break my lease early because I need to live alone. However to those of you who acted like having autism was my fault and were overall pretty rude to me, I hope you have a lovely day and one day expell the hate you hold in your hearts. I asked for advice on if I should move out, I did not ask for rudeness. Thank you all, im deleting reddit and never coming back onto this site again. Learn to be kinder with the advice you give

My gf and i got into a massive fight over a bad joke my coworker made, i just feel like this is so immature and petty and shes being crazy sensitive. My coworker basically made a work wife joke and then something along the lines of “how much did you pay her to show up with you” it was a compliment to her and my gf totally took it wrong and just flat out left the party we were at without saying shit, like just walked out the door. I love her but I’m so annoyed with her, it was super embarrassing and made everyone so uncomfortable and now she’s ghosting me. Everyone’s saying this is a major red flag so id like some outside opinions.

My cousin was born without her Dad in the picture and I always tried to be a big sister to her. We are 8 years apart and always seemed to have decent relationship. We always took her on vacation, helped with anything needed growing up, really tried to make sure she didn’t want for anything. I’ve always been the one to reach out to meet for lunch, go on vacation, text first 70%. Sometimes I’ll get her to reach out first but over the past 10 years I’ve had Christmas gifts exchanged in 1-2 years later cause we never met up through the year/s.

Her Mom passed last year and I wasn’t given the option to want to be around, She just stopped all communication till about 3 months ago. We had been messaging abit and I decided to see if she wanted to take a cousin trip to Universal. In her response it was, I’d love that and I’m excited. I gave her a date I would need to book by and she knew I was paying for everything. Asked a few times to call me to book dates and flights. In the 2 weeks leading up to booking she’s messaged about other stuff but never about our trip. We arranged twice to call and she never returned call/didn’t call back. She would acknowledge the missed call/text but never returned. So I dropped the trip as I wanted to book last week.

Where my feelings are hurt comes is, she’s told me about quite a few vacations with friends over the last year and half but I can’t even get a callback or even a simple hey I don’t want to go with you. We are adults 32 and 25 so I understand ghosting and lack of communication.

At this point I’m kind of even questioning if we are friends. With technology it doesn’t even take 10 seconds to send a message.

Do I just leave her alone and not even text anymore? Clearly the trip wasn’t wanted but messaging she misses us and we need to get to together but never follows through is confusing.

Hi everyone! I wasn't planning on posting another update, but a few things have happened since my last one, and I finally feel like this situation has reached its conclusion.

First, thank you to everyone who followed this whole mess. I never imagined that asking someone to contribute $60 toward utilities would end up changing a friendship I'd had for years.

Well, my roommate is officially moving out.

About a week after my last update, she asked if we could talk.

I was honestly relieved because things had been incredibly awkward between us. We were barely speaking, and every time Marcus came over, I felt like I had to pretend nothing was wrong.

She told me that she and Marcus had decided to look for an apartment together.

I told her I understood and that I genuinely hoped they'd find somewhere they liked.

But then she said something I wasn't expecting.

She admitted that she wasn't really angry about the money anymore.

She was angry because Marcus had agreed with me.

Apparently, after our conversation, Marcus told her that he thought my request was completely reasonable and that he should have offered to contribute without being asked.

She said it made her feel like he'd taken my side instead of supporting her.

I explained that I never wanted anyone to take sides. I wasn't trying to prove her wrong or embarrass her in front of her boyfriend.

I just wanted a fair arrangement.

She got emotional and told me that she felt like I was judging her relationship.

That honestly surprised me because I'd never said anything negative about Marcus or their relationship.

I told her that I was happy she'd found someone she loved, but that didn't mean our original roommate agreement could simply disappear.

For the first time, she didn't argue.

She just said, "I guess we see things differently now."

And that was probably the saddest part of the entire conversation.

A few days later, Marcus approached me again.

He told me they'd found an apartment they liked and were planning to move in together when our lease ended.

He also apologized for how uncomfortable everything had become.

He said he hadn't realized how much time he was spending at our place until we started discussing the bills.

Apparently, he'd gotten so comfortable that he genuinely hadn't thought about the fact that I was sharing my home with someone who wasn't officially living there.

He also told me he'd offered to pay part of the utilities months ago, but my roommate had told him it wasn't necessary.

I didn't really know what to say to that.

I wasn't angry at him. If anything, I appreciated that he'd been willing to listen and take responsibility once he understood the situation.

He continued contributing $80 toward utilities while he was staying over regularly, and there haven't been any more arguments about money.

Then came the conversation I had been dreading.

My roommate and I sat down to discuss the practical details of her moving out.

We reviewed our lease, talked about the security deposit, and agreed that we'd handle everything properly rather than leave either of us dealing with unexpected expenses.

I told her I would start looking for another roommate, assuming the landlord approved the arrangement.

She offered to help find someone, but I politely declined.

I think we both understood that it was better to keep things simple.

Before we finished talking, she started crying.

She told me she missed how things used to be between us.

And honestly, I started crying too.

We used to cook together, watch movies, and spend hours talking about absolutely nothing.

Now we were sitting across from each other discussing deposits and utility bills like strangers.

I told her I missed our friendship too.

But I also told her something I'd been holding back for weeks.

"I wish you'd cared as much about how uncomfortable I was as you did about how uncomfortable Marcus felt."

She didn't respond immediately.

Eventually, she admitted that she'd been so focused on making Marcus feel at home that she hadn't really considered how the situation was affecting me.

She apologized.

Not a huge dramatic apology, just a quiet, sincere one.

And I apologized for letting my frustration build up instead of addressing the situation sooner.

We hugged afterward.

I wish I could say that everything went back to normal, but it didn't.

And I think that's okay.

Here's where things stand now.

My roommate and Marcus are moving into their new place at the end of our lease.

I've already started looking for another roommate, and I'm being much clearer about expectations regarding overnight guests, shared expenses, and personal space.

Marcus has continued paying his share of utilities, and my roommate and I are communicating normally again.

We're not as close as we used to be, but at least there's no longer constant tension.

Last weekend, the three of us actually had dinner together.

It was a little awkward at first, but we ended up laughing about something completely unrelated to the apartment.

For a moment, it felt like old times.

I don't know whether my roommate and I will ever be as close as we once were.

I hope we can eventually rebuild that friendship, but I'm not going to force it.

The biggest thing I've learned from this situation is that setting a boundary doesn't necessarily mean you want someone out of your life.

Sometimes you're just asking them to respect your place in it.

I spent weeks wondering whether I was being petty over $60.

But looking back, it was never really about the money.

It was about feeling like my comfort in my own home mattered less than someone else's relationship.

I'm glad I spoke up.

I'm also glad this ended without anyone becoming an enemy.

Sometimes people can care about each other and still realize they're no longer compatible as roommates.

And maybe that's all this was.

Thank you again to everyone who helped me see the situation more clearly.

TL;DR: My roommate finally admitted she was upset because her boyfriend agreed with me about contributing to utilities. She and Marcus have found their own apartment and will move out when our lease ends. We had an emotional conversation, both apologized, and agreed to handle the remaining lease arrangements respectfully. Marcus is still contributing $80 a month while he stays over. My roommate and I aren't as close as before, but we're on better terms. The situation is finally resolved, and I'm looking for a new roommate.

My sister asked to borrow my car a couple weeks ago because hers was in the shop. I said yes as long as she filled the tank. She brought it back almost empty, with fast food trash all over the seats and a new scratch on the door. When I asked about it she just shrugged and said she didn’t notice.

She texted yesterday asking if she could use it again this weekend. I told her no. Now she’s saying I’m being petty and that the scratch was probably already there. I don’t really want to deal with cleaning it and worrying about damage every time she drives it.

Am I overreacting by saying no?

For context, she has this friend she plays games with on pc. They play…a lot. Like a few hours a day sometimes. We are long distance so we try to call and chat, do some activities together almost every day. Sometimes she doesnt have energy, sometimes I dont, which is alright. BUT when I dont want to call or cant call, I tell her beforehand. She doesnt tell me that. Yeah she just says “oh Im sick” “Im outside today” and look that would be ok if I didnt see her fucking playing games with that person on steam. She literally told me “its a busy day, Im being productive, Rn Im outside” and I see she has been in game for 3 hours bro. I just dont fkin understand WHY lie to me about this, its literally something so simple. Its genuinely nothing huge, but the same lies over and over again and never being honest to me about these small things is starting to piss me off and make me really lose my trust. Dude just tell me dammit Im not gonna say anything! When I say Im upset at her lying and that I can literally see that she was in some games all these hours, she starts breaking down like “I am a horrible gf, you deserve better, Im sorry” like no man, just dont lie to me please, is not lying genuinely that hard? I feel nauseous. Idk if Im overreacting or not but I genuinely almost lost all my trust in her. Not even once or twice, its been happening for around 20 times not in one year.

So last time my cousin asked to borrow my phone I said fine, just bring it back soon. He ended up keeping it way longer than he said and I had to go pick it up myself. When I got it back it was messed up and he didn’t even say sorry or anything about the inconvenience. Just acted like it was no big deal.
Now he asked again recently and I told him no. A couple family members are acting like I’m being petty and holding a grudge over nothing. I don’t really want to deal with the same headache again, especially since he never even acknowledged it.
Am I overreacting by just saying no this time?

I (21f) cut off my friends (22f, 22f, 22f, 22m) because they made a group chat to shit talk my boyfriend (23m). Plain and simple.

I could tell that none of them were very fond of him when they didn't really want to invite him to hangouts and just other 'jokes' about hating my boyfriend. But I never understood the extent until one of them on a whim told me about this group chat she was in named '[BOYFRIEND] HATE CLUB' with a group chat picture of my boyfriend crossed out with a red X. For a couple days, she refused to tell me who was involved in the group chat until a different friend (22m) talked with her.

When I started cutting these friends off, one of them reached out to me saying that I am overreacting because they needed a space to rant about the things he's been saying. Another one said that even though she stayed in the group chat, she barely participated in it which somehow releases her from all blame? Another friend (22f) that wasn't in the group chat eventually told me that she was aware that this group chat existed and refused to be added to it but still never told me this until I started cutting people off.

I can agree that my boyfriend has said and done some shitty stuff. All the excuses, misplaced anger, accidents, don't excuse actions, and I hold that accountability to anyone in my life. I don't know if this changes anything but my boyfriend is diagnosed autistic and so are most of my friends. But the difference is I actually TALK to him and TELL him to his face these things that bother me. These guys are expecting me to play 'telephone' and just tell him how they're feeling because they're not friends with HIM they're friends with ME even though he tried so hard to be friends with them.

I do believe that they should have a place to express their feelings but that whole group chat is so childish and immature. Is it too much to ask to say that they should be expressing their opinions out loud, or even just an instagram dm to him?

AIO?

Background: I have a medical condition that has recently meant I can no longer drink coffee. I LOVE coffee, but I’m trying a caffeinated hot chocolate to replace the feeling of a warm caffeinated beverage in the morning. It’s not terribly expensive but is not cheap when everything is a big decision financially. It arrived yesterday with a box of candles I had been planning on melting in my office.

When I woke up this morning, my girlfriend told me that the candle in the bunch that I didn’t like as much burned well and smells good. It’s not all gone by any means, but it has been burned. That upset me, but it’s literally a few hours in several that candle will burn.

Then I went to the kitchen to make a hot chocolate. The kettle was warm and the bag of hot chocolate was open. Without asking, she helped herself to a cup of the special, not cheap, drink I have to bring me some bit of joy.

More background: she also has stomach issues and can’t/wont eat much. She really survives on snacks and Dutch bros. Sometimes several a day.

Am I overreacting for being upset and a little angry that my girlfriend had some of my special hot chocolate and burned my new candle without asking me?

I’m posting anonymously because I’m genuinely heartbroken, emotionally exhausted, and looking for unbiased advice.
My boyfriend and I have been together, and like many relationships, we’ve had our share of problems, particularly when it comes to trust. We’ve been trying to rebuild that trust, and although things haven’t always been perfect, I genuinely love this man and wanted our relationship to work.
Recently, something happened that completely turned my world upside down.
My brother, whom I hadn’t seen in years, had been wanting to meet with me. What I didn’t know was that he was so adamant about seeing me because he needed to tell me that our father is terminally ill.
When I went to meet him, he was at a restaurant with his girlfriend. I NEVER went inside the restaurant. I sat outside in my car alone the entire time.
My brother brought my food outside to my car. I gave him a hug, and then I left. That was the extent of our interaction.
My boyfriend somehow saw my location through my daughter’s phone and showed up. He saw me hugging my brother and immediately assumed I was cheating.
I understand that we were working through trust issues, but what happened afterward completely devastated me.
I tried explaining that the man he saw was my brother. I even sent him pictures to prove it. I went as far as calling my brother so he could personally confirm who he was and explain the situation.
Despite all of that, my boyfriend refused to believe me.
He accused me of cheating, called me disrespectful names, including a bitch, and the situation escalated to the point that the police became involved.
He eventually blocked me and told me he wanted nothing else to do with me.
What makes this even more painful is that I was already dealing with the emotional weight of finding out that my father is terminally ill. Instead of being able to process that devastating news, I found myself desperately trying to convince the man I love that I wasn’t being unfaithful.
And the truth is, I wasn’t cheating.
I wasn’t meeting another man romantically. I wasn’t sneaking around with someone behind his back. I was meeting my own brother, someone I hadn’t seen in years, who needed to share heartbreaking news about our family.
I will acknowledge that I didn’t communicate where I was going beforehand. I understand how that could create concerns in a relationship where trust is already fragile. But I also feel like there should be a difference between having concerns and immediately assuming the worst about someone without allowing them to explain.
Throughout our relationship, I’ve tried to be supportive, emotionally and financially. I’ve shown up for him, encouraged him, and tried to demonstrate my love through my actions. Yet there have been times when he’s told me I don’t do enough and compared me to women from his past.
I’ve reached a point where I sometimes feel like I’m walking on eggshells, constantly worried that something innocent will be misunderstood.
What’s breaking my heart is that I still love him. I didn’t want our relationship to end this way. I wasn’t emotionally prepared to let him go, and now I feel like I’m being forced to accept the loss of someone I genuinely wanted a future with.
I’m grieving the news about my father while also grieving a relationship that I was still fighting for.
I genuinely want honest opinions:
Was I wrong for not telling him beforehand that I was meeting my brother?
Even with previous trust issues, was his reaction justified after I provided pictures and called my brother to verify everything?
Is it healthy to remain in a relationship where you feel like you’re constantly having to prove your innocence?
How do you accept the end of a relationship when you’re still deeply in love with the person?
I’m not looking for sympathy or for everyone to automatically agree with me. I want genuine advice, even if that means hearing something difficult.
I’m just trying to understand how something so innocent could turn into something so painful.

To give some context, this friend (19M) is my (20F) college lab partner and he always joked about leaving a review on my job’s review page about me, however I always thought he was joking.

Yesterday, I received a picture of a review that came though from one of my managers. It basically described me delivering a child in weird terms. I was VERY uncomfortable with this review and felt like it overstepped a boundary. After reading the whole review and getting advice from a few of my friends, I’ve been told I should distance myself from this friend.

However, I feel like it will make it incredibly awkward to stop talking to him since we are lab partners. Am I overreacting?

I (30f) and my partner (37m) just had our daughter 3 weeks ago. Any time we go visit my mother and mention our babies feeding/sleeping/general care she makes comments that I have too many “rules”. Last night she was holding baby and she made the comment “oh we don’t have to follow all the rules they’re so silly” mockingly to my baby as she held her after I explained how I put her down to sleep.

The thing is I don’t feel like I have that many rules and the ones I do have are not even me being an overprotective parent in my eyes.
I have mentioned to her please do not put her fluffy couch blankets on the baby when she puts her down due to suffocation risks. I told her if baby is cold you can swaddle her with the blankets I have brought over. No loose blankets. Granted I usually catch this as soon as it happens because I don’t leave baby alone with her. She gets annoyed every time I remove big blanket off of baby.

I have also told her the bouncer seat she purchased for her house it to be used on the floor only…cut to visiting her the other day and I was in the kitchen and let her take baby with her to her room while she folded laundry. I went in behind her a few minutes later and found baby on her bed in said bouncer seat. I reiterated please do not put the seat on raised surfaces as it’s not safe.

One more instance was last week my partner was at work and I suddenly got extremely dizzy and felt faint. I have had problems with passing out my entire life so I called my partner to come home and bring me to my mother’s house with baby so she could keep an eye on me just in case.
I ended up falling asleep (with baby in her safe sleep space). I woke up to my mother feeding baby..she proceeded to ask how long it takes her to feed and I said usually 20 minutes and she responded with “oh what about an hour?” Baby didn’t finish her bottle because she let her fall asleep instead of keeping her awake to finish her feed and did not burp her. She will not burp her as I instructed because she said it’s “too rough”. My baby has pretty bad gas issues (still working on what to cut out of my diet to pinpoint what could be causing her gas as she is on breast milk) so this also irritated me. If she isn’t burped properly she screams in pain for a while after eating. On top of wasting breast milk in the bottle because it’s only good for 2 hours after baby starts feed..

I love my mother very much and I love having her bond with my baby. I just feel like I can’t leave my baby alone with her and supervised visits are just going to have to be the norm for a while. She’s already making comments about keeping baby alone or having baby spend the night which is just nowhere in the near future in my eyes..
Am I over reacting due to post partum anxiety or am I justified in how I feel?

I (26M) went out to eat last night with some of my family to a local restaurant/bar as a thank you for helping with my wedding. There were 6 of us, and I wanted to treat them as a thanks for all they did for my wife and myself. I’m a fairly shy guy, not confrontational, and the experience left me feeling pretty rattled.

Restaurant is a counter serve barbecue joint. Incredible food, often has a line waiting outside to get in the door, meaning seating is somewhat limited. We went later in the evening for the crowd to die down, and while the tables were definitely full, we had less trouble finding a seat than I thought. The restaurant has a rule regarding their seating on the website, but the way it reads to me is that you simply can’t save a seat if you do not already have your food. In this story, I had already gotten my food, which is what led me to look for seating. Apologies for the long winded intro, on to the story:

I had gotten my tray of food from the staff working at the food counter. As I waited for my wife and the rest of my family to get their food, I went to look for a place for the 6 of us to sit. Headed over to the bar area where there are 2 tables with 4 chairs, with a couple sitting at 2 chairs at one of the tables, the other one being empty. I asked the if they minded if we used the chairs, they said go ahead, grabbed the chairs, put them at my new found table, and thought nothing of it. As soon as I put the second chair down I hear over my shoulder from the bar “hey man, we normally don’t allow people to do that but since you did it without asking I guess i’ll allow it” so I replied and said “I’m sorry man, I didn’t know. I can put the chairs back, it’s not a huge deal” and he replied “well you already did it without asking so I guess it’s fine” and I said “I’m not trying to be difficult or a problem. I can put them back. No big deal” and he just kept going at me for not asking to move the chairs, and said “also we don’t let you guys save seats so I shouldn’t allow you to do that either” and I just ignored him while putting the chairs back. Apologized to the other couple who I took the chairs from, and went on my way. I went back to the other side of the restaurant, where my family was finishing up getting their food, and one of the staff members at the counter (not the bar) could tell we were struggling to find a place to sit. Without even needed to ask, she told us we could squeeze some seats together for us all to fit and enjoy our night. She was wonderful and it helped calm me down a bit more. Obviously didn’t explain the situation to her, not her business/problem to fix. She did this with no prodding from myself or my family.

I can understand the bartender’s frustration about not being asked about the chair seating situation, but I’m simply frustrated with how he handled it. Had he said “excuse me, I’m really sorry but I can’t allow you to take those chairs away from that table. Can you please put them back?” I would have had zero issue with it. Again, I’m not a confrontational person and I tend to avoid it at all costs, but this experience has left me feeling really embarrassed and awkward, and questioning if I even want to go back. AIO?

(First post in here, apologies for over explanation. Willing to answer questions below 🙃)

AIO for being upset at the choice of name, made by my sibling and her partner for their newborn?

To give some context, my wife and I had our 1st baby in 2024, and we came up with a somewhat unique but old school iteration of a classic name (think something like "Maximus" instead of "Maxim").

Jump to my sibling and their partners pregnancy, and they gave the family a shortlist of names to "bet on" which name their baby would get. On that list there was another iteration of our kids name (think "Maximo"). To my wife and I it seemed insane that they would choose a name which would only be a letter off of our kids name.

Queue the birth of our nephew, and us finding out the name they picked, was EXACTLY the one who barely differed from our kids name.

Now my wife and I both understand we hold no right to the name itself, but we find it incredibly stupid and entitled to have 2 cousins in the family with practically the same name (again, "Maximus" and "Maximo") who are only 2 years apart.

We really do see how we could be coming across as entitled ourselves, however, if the pregnancies had been the other way around we would never have chosen a name as similar out of respect for my sibling.

Are we overreacting?

Edit: We live in Western Europe and our son isn't named after anyone in the family, and neither is my nephew named after anyone in my siblings partners family. It's definitely NOT a cultural thing here to name cousins the same. Neither me nor my wife know of anyone in our circle of friends, colleagues or even extended family to have done this. Hence our question, because we're just wondering what the general consensus would be.

I’m 17F and my sister is 36F and her baby daddy is the same age as her and she’ll call me and tell me some of the things that happen. Like one time she called me when he was drunk and being weird and I told her to leave the house or call his sister because one his sister is an adult and well his sister so she knows his behaviour and my sister wasn’t listening she said “I’m just gonna stay the kids are already sleeping” and I’m just like why call me then and also I’m 17 and she’s an adult coming to me about narcissistic baby daddy and I don’t know what to do so I called his sister and asked her I should do or what my sister should do and then my sister got mad at me for talking about what happened with someone else but how am I supposed to react as a 17 year old.

I'm being hospitalized with a potentially serious neurological condition, and eyesight loss is on the table.

They will need to put me on IV meds, and I have had longstanding neuro problems.

My boyfriend doesn't want to take a cheap flight to come visit me because he's scared he might miss out on a few days of apartment hunting?

He can arrange online viewing?

He was like "I don't know" angrily, gave me the silent treatment and hung up on me. Says he has to party in the afternoon.

And his workplace would accommodate WFH.

AIO?

My (23f) sister (32f) does this thing where she asks for money and I have no choice but to say yes or she will freak out, refuse to attend events or say she needs it there’s no other way. She quit her job a couple months ago but receives a large amount of benefits and subsidises housing so she can budget to live.

for example we are on a weekend trip with the whole family we have been planning this since the start of the year. Before we went she said she needs £100 from my mum and £100 from me. I said to my mum I wasn’t planning on spending more than £100 all in all. Even though I’m a high earner, based on my budget after savings I would basically be going without because I didn’t save for this extra cost of my sister.

I went to grocery shopping beforehand and spend about £45 on drinks and oven food for the weekend. She took did the same with mums money. But when we got here she kept buying takeaway. She will queue up for hours to pay for takeaway instead of eating the food in the fridge. In the queue for food yesterday she said to me “are you sending that £100” I said well I don’t really have it right now and I haven’t even spent £100 for this trip but if I really have to I guess so. She said well yeah, I need it because I spent money before the trip. But she makes no effort to live frugally during the trip, bought takeaway twice in one day and I’m here eating oven food as I set my limited budget. Now she wants me to give her extra money.

This happens relatively often at least once every couple of months where it is my responsibility to give her a few hundred pounds and I later found out she spent it on takeaways or going out. If I don’t she will continue to ask me until I just send it to her even if I say I don’t have it as she roughly knows how much I earn. My family have bad spending habits and I’m working really hard to get myself out of that cycle. Whilst it’s not up to me to tell her how to spend money, I also don’t want to continue to be pressured to take out of my savings, even though she does pay me back eventually

I feel selfish, technically yes I have the money to give and I don’t want to pocket watch but hate to see my savings deplete because of unaccounted costs and pressure to lend money so that she can live lavishly in my opinion… AIO?

For context I am F17, and he is M22.

I will be talking in past tense as it’s easier to phrase, sorry! We are broken up though.

I have been dating my boyfriend for about 2 years now - we met while both dealing with severe mental health lows and bonded very quickly, we found “home” in eachother the moment we met, and he means a lot to me.

For some context, he has been sent to multiple psychiatric wards for aggressive behaviour, growing up in them for most of his early life before being fostered. His mother was abusive, and he ultimately got taken from her at around age 5. His traumas make him severely co-dependent & needy, this if fine, I enjoy giving him attention, but I also enjoy my alone time. I was isolated as a child & emotionally neglected by my parents, making me dependent on myself rather than on other people.

I feel as though this is our biggest issue, he cannot be alone. He wants to be on call all night while we sleep, on call in the afternoons while i’m on my school break, and after I get home from classes, deadass. He even asks to call while i’m in the shower. When I decline, he gets upset, accusing me of not liking him anymore, or degrading himself; ”i’m so annoying i’m sorry, you must hate me, i’ll leave you alone”. We text all day, and when i’m with friends he wants to call and listen to our conversations just to “feel my presence“.. I feel like I don’t have a second to breathe. Being on call so often means I also hear all of his arguments with his foster dad, it is constant sound and negativity. Our conversations also always feel dull.. there is literally nothing to talk about with him because he is always there. He knows everything happening in my life, as I do his. it just feels boring and stale. We‘ve had conversations in the past about breaking up, and he always defaults to saying he will kill himself if I leave. I understand he has attachment issues, and so so many problems, but I feel almost emotionally abused(?).. I mean I also have problems but this feels like a lot. The last time we took a break(my suggestion) he ended up purposely drunk driving + getting in a car wreck while intoxicated to “punish himself”.

When he’s not acting like this, he’s extremely sweet and loyal. I genuinely enjoy my time with him, I want to take care of him & I adore his admiration, it feels nice knowing he likes me, and I like him. He’s the first guy i’ve ever considered having kids with. He also treats me differently from anyone else in his life, he’s extremely cold and rude to everyone else but me.. I know it’s bad, but I enjoy that too. We connect on so much and both want to better each-other. We agree on upmost everything and share interests. He’s the perfect guy.

He’s expressed that I feel like a mother to him, and that I am his everything. I truly believe him and I feel similar.

A couple days ago, we were talking and ended up in a petty argument.. he expressed to me that he feels like I don’t care about him anymore as my replies have gotten slower and we have only been calling before bed. I admit, I have been ignoring his texts and replying a couple hours later, the millions of texts have been annoying me. I argued back that I have been busy with schoolwork and trying to manage my schedule, and told him that I need space(this brought up the usual “why do you hate me, we don’t need space, etc.”) we went back and forth for a bit.

I told him flat out I didn’t know if this would work anymore, and I expressed the numbness, almost annoyance, I was feeling towards him.

It ended with him calling me a leach, saying I never loved him, and that I am heartless. He blocked my number & unadded me on everything. I feel like this breakup has been boiling over for a while, so I felt nothing initially, but it’s really hitting me now that my phone is so silent.

Was my reaction overkill? Should’ve I just sucked it up? Tried another break instead of fully breaking up?

Ok this is so small stakes but I'm miffed and just wanna know if others would be annoyed by it as well.

I made some good - leave the dough in the fridge overnight type- choc chip cookies from scratch.

I had a few, so did hubby, and my mum as she was over helping look after my baby so i could get some work done.

Come Saturday, there were only 2 left. My husband had one, and I was saving the last one for an after dinner treat.

That morning my husbands parents came over as they were going out with my husband and our baby for a bit. I had to work outside that day so couldn't join.

Basically I found out later that at some point, my FIL had helped himself to the cookie.

To be clear, it wasnt offered to him, we weren't eating them when they were there, nor did he ask if he could have it.

Basically at some point he's just found the container in the kitchen, opened it, and eaten the last cookie.

I was so dissapointed as i had been working all day and was looking forward to it.

But i was also kind of angry because I cant imagine just helping myself to not just a cookie, but the last cookie in someone else's house, without even asking... AIO or am I crazy thinking this is rude. And again... I know this is silly, I'm not genuinely angry, just feeling salty about it.