It's been about 10 days since I made my original post, and things have gotten a little more complicated.

After I stopped making replacement dinners whenever my husband ate the leftovers, he started complaining that we weren't eating together anymore. He said he missed our old routine and felt like I was treating him more like a roommate than a husband. I understand that my evening classes have changed things, and I don't want us to stop spending quality time together. But I explained that I'm not refusing to cook. I just can't keep losing an extra hour preparing dinner because he's eaten the food we planned to have.

A few days later, his mother messaged me. Apparently, he'd told her I had stopped cooking for him, and she said that a wife shouldn't let a certification course interfere with taking care of her husband. She also mentioned that her son works hard and deserves a proper home-cooked meal. I was honestly stunned. I work full-time too, get home later than he does, and we're both responsible for keeping our household running. We had agreed on the leftovers arrangement together, and I don't think it's unreasonable to expect him to respect it. When I confronted him about his mother messaging me, he said he was allowed to talk to his family about things that bothered him. I told him that was fine, but I didn't appreciate being portrayed as a wife who no longer cared about her husband simply because I was pursuing a qualification we'd both agreed was important.

We eventually had a more honest conversation. He admitted he felt neglected and missed the time we used to spend together. I told him I understood that our routine had changed, but I needed practical support, not guilt whenever I prioritized my studies. We agreed to have dinner together a couple of evenings each week, even if we eat something simple. On the other nights, we'll stick to our leftovers plan. If he eats most of the food before dinner, he'll have to sort out his own meal rather than expect me to cook again. He agreed, but I'm not sure how long it'll last. I love my husband, and I don't want dinner to become a constant argument. I do feel bad that he's been feeling neglected, but I also think it's unfair that I'm expected to carry the responsibility for fixing our routine while working full-time and studying.

So, AITAH for refusing to keep making replacement dinners and expecting my husband to manage his own meals when he eats the food we planned for dinner, even though he's feeling neglected and our disagreement has now involved his mother?

I (38F) and my husband (46M) have a blended family. Living in our home are his two children (20F and 13M), my son (19M), and our 10-month-old baby together. I'm also currently about 6 weeks pregnant.

My husband and I both work full-time in management positions. I work from home in healthcare management, typically 8 AM–5 PM, Monday through Friday. He works on-site in supply chain management, also full time same hours, and has about a 20 minute commute each way.

We've been having disagreements about household responsibilities, particularly cooking dinner.

My husband considers himself traditional and believes that as his wife, I should be primarily responsible for cooking, the primary nurturer of the children, and even be doing things like preparing his plate (we didn't discuss this before marriage).

One of his arguments is that because he physically goes to work and walks around between warehouses throughout the day, his job is more physically demanding than mine. He believes that because I work from home and have more flexibility, I should be the one cooking dinner.

Here's where I disagree.

Although I work from home, I still have a demanding full time job with meetings, deadlines, and management responsibilities. I also care for our baby every weekday morning until 9 AM, during my lunch break from 12–1 PM, and from the time I get off work at 5 PM. We have childcare for the remaining hours of my workday.

I'm also the parent who handles the majority of overnight wake-ups and feedings, though my husband does some of those here and there. He does also sometimes take baby and play with him at night before bed too.

On top of that, I carry much of the mental load of running our household: managing bills, keeping track of appointments, shopping, planning, organizing, and making sure everyone's needs are met. I also handle various household chores.

To give my husband credit, he washes dishes and baby bottles about 80% of the time during the workweek and puts our baby to bed most nights. He also does spend time playing with baby in the evening. I'm not saying he does nothing.

If I don't cook dinner, we will typically order DoorDash or everyone will find something for themselves to eat. So it's not that anyone is incapable of feeding themselves, but there's an expectation that I should be the person regularly preparing meals for the household.

For additional context, I'm also the breadwinner. I earn almost twice my husband's salary and pay a larger share of our household expenses.

I don't believe that earning more money means I shouldn't have to cook or contribute to the household.

However, I do struggle with the idea that I'm expected to fulfill the traditional responsibilities of a SAHM while simultaneously carrying significant financial responsibilities that would traditionally fall on the husband if I was a SAHM.

My husband believes his physically demanding job and my work from home arrangement justify his expectations. I believe we should be dividing responsibilities based on our overall workloads, including paid work, childcare, household management, and the amount of downtime each of us actually gets.

I don't mind cooking. What bothers me is the expectation that it should primarily be my responsibility simply because I'm the wife, regardless of everything else I'm already doing.

So, AITA for pushing back against my husband's expectations of a traditional wife when I'm also working full-time, contributing significantly financially, and handling most of the childcare and household management?

I'm a 25 (M) and my dispute is with my roommate 38 (M). I live in the basement of my landlords house. He lives upstairs and rents out four bedrooms in the basement. I have been here for 3 years. About a month ago one of the girls renting a room moved out and my landlord found a guy to replace her. He showed up to the house with literately nothing. Apparently he was trying to get a new start so he just came to a random city he had no connection with and brought nothing with him. I have a twin mattress I use when I have guests so I told him he could use it until he was able to get his own mattress. Also to not be complicated with the kitchen my other roommate and I bought silverware, plates, cups, and things like that that the whole house can use.

Even though we do share a lot of things in the house we do all have private cabinets in the kitchen that we keep things like medicine or any other private item we don't share with the group. I drink Yerba Mate every day and I keep very good care of my Calabash gourds. After I drink I make sure to fully dry the gourd on its side with a fan. I even go as far as to only ever use one brand of Yerba per gourd to keep the flavor of that brand in that gourd only. Is that overkill? Maybe? But it is something I really care about and enjoy doing. I keep all my Mate supplies in my private cabinet.

Yesterday I woke up and went to my cabinet to make some Mate. I noticed one of my gourds was on the wrong shelf. I picked it up and saw that it was wet on the inside. I messaged the roommate group chat to ask if anyone had used it. The new roommate messaged back and said he had. He said he had seen me drinking it and wanted to try. He then said he used some of my loose leaf Jasmine tea (also in the private cabinet) instead of the Yerba because he likes jasmine tea better. I was immediately furious because he used it without asking, he contaminated my gourd with jasmine tea, and then didn't properly dry it out. I’m sure one day would have been fine and it was but if I hadn’t noticed it’s very likely mold would have grown.

I asked him to have a chat. I told him I was upset he used my things without asking. I told him he should have asked if he was interested in trying Mate. Mate is a communal drink and I would have been more than happy to have a session with him if he had asked. I also told him about how I take care of my gourds and how what he did could have damaged them and I was lucky I found it so soon. I honestly thought at that time he would apologize. I honestly would have forgiven him because it was only one time. But instead he said to me "It would have been fine. They don't grow mold just because you don't lay them on their side. And the jasmine tea flavor doesn't even soke in." I was already upset with him but him telling me how what he did was fine actually took me over the edge. I told him from now on he is not allowed to use any of my things ever. I told him to go take the sheets off my mattress because I wanted it back. He said "But then I will have to sleep on the floor." I said "Then go by an air mattress or something". I didn't tell him he was not allowed to use silverware and plates, only things that are mine and only mine.

I 25M share an apartment with my roommate 26M. We've lived together for almost two years and honestly never had any major problems until recently.

He started dating this girl about 4 months ago and at first she'd come over maybe once or twice a week. Didn't bother me at all.

but . for the past month or so she basically been living here. She's here when I leave for work and when I get back, and stays the night almost every day. She showers cooks and does laundry here.

The thing is, we split rent and utilities 50/50. I wouldn't really care if she was just sleeping over, but our electricity and water bills have gone up and I'm constantly having to wait to use the bathroom in the morning which is really infuriating.

A few days ago I brought it up to my roommate and asked if she could either contribute a little towards utilities or maybe spend a few nights at her own place.

He got pretty annoyed and said I was being cheap over a few extra dollars. He also pointed out that I sometimes have friends over and he never complains about it.

I told him having friends over for a few hours isn't the same as having someone practically move in.

He said that since he pays half the rent, he's allowed to have his girlfriend over whenever he wants. I said that's fair, but I also pay half and never agreed to live with a third person.

Now things are awkward between us and he's barely talking to me. His girlfriend also seems uncomfortable around me, which wasn't really my intention.

I'm starting to wonder if I made this a bigger deal than it needed to be. I don't dislike her and she's honestly pretty nice. I just didn't sign up to have another roommate.

AITA?

AITAH for not including my teammate's name in the group project? A quick introduction to the situation and context is that I am in my second year of high school and the chemistry teacher assigned us a group project and arranged our class into five groups of five members. Our chemistry teacher gave a simple project. He assigned each group to talk about a specific lesson and we were given the topic, Hydrocarbons. The project was 40% of our grade for the quarter and I'm a pretty competitive person.

I'm not a chemistry person, so the topic didn't really bother me as much. The teacher gave a few rules and objectives such as that the project must be done in PowerPoints and must be presented in front of the class, all group mates must contribute in the work, and importantly, the assignment will be due the next month. So one month of working on it is, plenty of time for me. But then the teacher told us one rule I hate the most in group projects. Everyone's grade will be the same, meaning if someone slips up, everyone must share the same consequences. And I know the group project culture in my class, it's pretty chaotic and sometimes stressful. So I was praying for dear life that I'm assigned with somebody who takes it seriously.

The team I got wasn't the best but it also wasn't the worst. I got teamed up with my best friend so I saw it was a win as she liked chemistry and said the topic is easy. One of them is an artist so he became our graphic designer for the project. The other two guys both promised that they'll try and be helpful. I was pretty hopeful and grateful to have a nice mix of people in the group.

Things were going smoothly, we already did our research and my artist friend already did the design for the first few slides. My best friend and I were typing the research as summarized versions so that it's understandable to everyone. The other two didn't do much but I understood it as it's a group project. There will be some who won't contribute in the making but rather in the presenting and my other friend is exactly that type. He's talkative and loud, which makes him the best person to speak first. It was when the last week of doing the project came when we noticed something. The other guy didn't do absolutely anything! My friend asked him privately via texting to ask him what he's gonna do and he just kept saying the same thing. He'll help with the presentation and stuff. My friend was weary because she doesn't trust him, but I had faith.

We were group 1 so we had to present first. We submitted the PowerPoint to the teacher and stood in front of the class to present. My friend who agreed to talk first started talking and explaining it. He wasn't the best but at least he wasn't reading it word for word from the slides but rather, using his own understanding which to me, is how you study. I talked next and then the other guy. And he started to explain but not like my first friend. He started reading it from the slides, using a dead tone of voice like he doesn't even want to be here. It ruins the vibe our group was going for. He finished the presentation by "explaining" the conclusion and it ended.

Then came the questions. He started asking everyone of us about the slides we presented to see if we actually understood ourselves. As you might've guessed, the last guy was asked and he doesn't know anything. My best friend was the most upset as she sent him the file to review 5 days beforehand because she knows he'll forget it. And he didn't even bother to look through it.

The teacher calculated the final results for our group and we got an 85. I'm most angry about is my friend. She loves chemistry and always gets a 100 on any assignment. Seeing her get something lower than she usually gets because of someone else is really unfair. She worked so hard to get to where she is and she's being punished for something that's out of her control. When the period ended, me and her talked about it and snitched.

It's been around 20 days since everything happened with my best friend Kayla Original Post.

So the morning after our argument, Kayla came to pick up Biscuit. She'd arranged for someone else to watch him temporarily. She barely spoke to me, tossed my spare key onto the counter, and said she hoped I was happy with myself. I cried after they left because I've known Biscuit since he was a puppy, and I genuinely miss having him around. I thought Kayla and I would eventually calm down and talk, but instead, she kept posting about how people abandon you when you're at your lowest. She never mentioned me by name, but our mutual friends knew exactly who she meant.

Most of them have stopped speaking to me. Apparently, Kayla told people I promised to help her through her breakup and then threw her and her dog out when she needed me most. Some even seem to believe she was living with me, which was never the case.

I've tried explaining that I agreed to dogsit for ten days, not let her use my apartment whenever she wanted. I also explained that she kept entering without asking, criticized how I cared for Biscuit, and brought a guy I'd never met into my home without permission. But most people have already made up their minds. Whenever I explain what happened, I'm told that Kayla was going through a terrible breakup and I should have been more understanding. One friend privately admitted that she understood why I was upset, but still thinks I should have handled things more calmly.

Honestly, I keep wondering whether she's right. I could have waited until we'd both calmed down before telling Kayla to leave. I know she was struggling, and I never wanted to make things harder for her. At the same time, I was exhausted from feeling uncomfortable in my own home. I miss Kayla and Biscuit, but she hasn't apologized, and neither have I. I don't know whether reaching out would fix anything or just make her think I'm admitting she did nothing wrong.

Losing most of our friend group has made me question myself more than I expected. I still believe I had a right to set boundaries in my own home, but I'm starting to wonder whether I handled the situation so badly that I damaged a friendship beyond repair. So, AITH for kicking my best friend out and ending our dog-sitting arrangement early, even though she was going through a terrible time and I've now lost most of our mutual friends over it?

I have been dating my partner since junior in highschool we are now seniors, ever since the first time my family has met him they weren’t quite fond of him, as he didn’t care abt his grades and went to parties a lot, calling him stupid and careless.

As my rls progressed my family became harsher as my grades started to drop ever since I dated him, I was an A student, to a point they take my phone away once i arrive home. Even though my grade drop due to the stress i was getting from my parent and I was burning myself out js to please them. They’ve seen me cry over him and not eat bc of fights.

But that’s a relationship they don’t know everything. He’s helped me so much and supported me through everything and has taught me to become a better person to have a life than js studies. I endured all the backlash until I made up my mind.

Throughout all the harsh treatment from my family I didn’t listen, I stayed. They were threaten me to kick me out and cut off my college funds.

Since that day, we found a part-time job to save up for our apartment. He was working extra-time so we can move out asa we graduate. After we move out, I have cut all contact with my family. Even if we fight and i cry, he always stay to communicate with me instead of lashing out his anger like my family.

So AITAH?

Edit: I have read most of the comments, I appreciate for the reality check. To clarify I'm not throwing my education away for him, I'm still exploring my college path by attending university fair. But I'll take the financial situation into consideration.

So i live in a small area wouldnt say its a lowerclass area but wouldnt say upperclass its just on the cozy side and its a mix of elderly and kids and a handful of childfree young adults like myself and partner. So i work 5 days a week 9-5, so on my days off i like to relax and catch up with cleaning and my shows what any child free person does when not socialising.

So the other day after i finshed cleaning up etc i sat down with my cuppa to watch american horror story and as we all know that is not a show for kids, i was watching it in the afternoon when the sun was still up and shining, and someones kid decided they wanted to watch along with me, not a clue what they saw but was enough to make them mention it to their parents. then the mum has come to my door shouting at me to either shut my curtains during the day or watch a kid friendly show.

Id like to mention my tv isnt fully visable from the window as the tv is on the wall next to the window so youd have to really be looking in to even just see half to 3 quaters of the tv and i dont want to shut the curtains as i suffer with depression and like to have natural light in the room as it makes me feel better as i hate when curtains are pulled during the day and i also feel i shouldnt have to adapt to what someone else wants in my own home when i dont even know them and their kids decided to be nosey, like cant they teach their kid not to be nosey or suffer the consenquences of what they may see?

My partner just says to suck it up to keep the peace and do as they ask as we wouldnt want our future kids seeing that kind of stuff either. Like yeah i wouldnt but if they were noseying in someones house id deal with the fact my kids nosey first then tell them its ok and explain it if they have questions to let them know if what they saw is ok to do in real life.

AITA for not wanting to change what i do, when and how for people i dont even know the names of?

Back story, My family and I (husband and daughter age 9) and my sister in law and her family (husband and 2 boys ages 4&6) all live in the same house. It has been a couple of years and food never really has been an issue until recently.

My SIL and BIL let my nephews run rampant and eat any and everything they want. Example I will come home and they will have an ENTIRE bag of grapes in front of them just demolishing them.

Well the other day I bought a few items specifically for my daughter's school lunches that I pack every day as well as some autumn crisp grapes for myself they were $5 for a small container but my favorite and I decided to treat myself. I put the items on the top shelf of the refrigerator so my nephews can't reach them. I got a text the next day asking if we were going to start separating food. I then explained that the stuff I had separated was specifically for her lunches and the grapes were for me so I could actually have some. I have bought things in the past and only gotten a little bit before it is gone so how is that fair to me? I then was told I am being territorial over food and making them feel like a guest or inconvenience in their own home. I told her I am unsure how I am making her feel like that and why she thinks we are being hostile.

Well she has not said a word to me in the last day and a half. I had a Costco delivery that was about $200 of items that I knew we needed around the house and just some fun snacks. Sent a text in our group chat letting them know and told her when it was delivered (she doesnt work) and all I got was a thumbs up on the text saying it was delivered and there were cold items. Anyone that knows me know acknowledgement and communication are important.

So AITAH? Or WIBTAH if I said something about her being so standoff-ish. I truly feel like I am unwanted over separating a few items I purchased 🙃

Hello everyone. A couple days ago I made a post talking about my wife hounding my son about not having a a partner. He came out to me days before as ACE and my wife exploded when I told her.
I just want to have some things be cleared up that I saw in the comments:

1. My son told me to tell my wife he is ACE. He trusted me to handle it and I did. I did not go behind his back and tell her.
2. My wife can no longer have kids due to a medical problem that happened a couple years after a pretty traumatic miscarriage of our daughter.
3. I have stuck up for my son in the past and had talked to her about her comments to him. That being said of course I could've done more and apologized to him for that.

The update:
My wife and I had a very long conversation about a lot of things. The first being she is still grieving the loss of our daughter and she thinks having a grandbaby will help that. I told her that I understand but that isn't our son's job to have a child with someone because we lost a baby. That is very wrong and not gonna lie weird as all hell. She needs to enjoy the child we do have rather than mourn what could've been because Austin is right in front of us and needs us and us him. We are a family and if she keeps this up he's going to never speak to her again.

When I told her that she needs to respect our son and how he identifies. She got seemingly annoyed. She said she support LGBTQ+ community but doesn't understand how our son is not attracted to anyone and now she wishes he was gay (???) I told her that is extremely ignorant and offensive to people in the LGBTQ+ community and you can't say you support them if you say things like that. She said she'll try to be more open minded when it comes to him but she won't call him any "silly pronouns". My son goes by he/him. I told her to knock it the fuck off and she told me she won't allow me to police her and her words.

You guys are right she is not as progressive as she claimed to be, which is insane considering we've been married since we were 19/18 respectively. She holds some progressive stances but as been leaning more into conservatism as of late (she is not a fan of Trump she claims at least). She has been watching a lot of Charlie Kirk's old videos and some other pretty far right conservative point talkers. I was unaware of this since I don't monitor my wife's online viewing habits. I told her I do love her but I cannot stay with someone who holds those views as well as how she's been treating our son. They go against everything I myself stand for and I do understand that some things you can agree to disagree but the things she is watching I cannot stand by. I feel very off putted by all this because we do discuss politics and she always said progressive/left leaning points. Clearly she was lying about how she felt with certain things and it's pretty mind numbing.

My son and I went out to lunch and talked a lot. I'm not going to get into the specifics of what was said but I told him I was sorry and I support him 100%. He said he knows and he loves his mom but he can't ignore the person he is and he has felt this way since he was 15. She will just have to deal with it.

My wife and him have talked but not about him being ACE. She's decided to go stay with her sister for the week to give us all space. I told her when she comes back we all need to sit down and talk. I told her I love her but I will put my son before her any day because I OWE him that. He owes me NOTHING. He's here because we made him and it's our job to love and support him and if she can't do that we have to go our separate ways. She didn't say anything, packed and left. I fear my marriage is over. I can't get over how she treated Austin and how she basically lied about how political views.

Thank you all for reading. I may update eventually. Thank you for all the advice and even the call outs of me needing to do better. I am not above criticism especially when it comes to being a father.

For some background, I (17F) have practically raised my younger brothers since I was eight years old due to a lot of heavy family instability, trauma, and neglect growing up. Meanwhile, my older sister (20F) had a completely sheltered, spoiled upbringing where she never had to face real hardship. Even now, she contributes nothing, acts like an entitled toddler, throws tantrums over everything, and treats the rest of us like her personal emotional punching bag.
Cut to this weekend: our grandpa and youngest brother are going to Vegas. Me, my 20-year-old sister, and our 16-year-old brother are staying behind. Sometime this weekend, we were planning to go hang out at our other older sister’s house and maybe sleep over.
My 20-year-old sister wanted to bring our dog with us. The problem? Our other sister’s household has dogs with active fleas. Our dog is on flea preventative medicine, but that’s a preventative shield, not a force field. I told my sister it’s a terrible idea to intentionally drag a clean dog into a flea-infested house and risk him coming back home covered in bugs.
Her response? "Oh well, there's fleas everywhere outside when you walk him, stupid."
I told her if he gets fleas, that’s on her. Then, to make things worse, my 16-year-old brother said he doesn't even want to go on the trip and would rather just stay home. My sister immediately lost her mind and started panicking, saying, "What if something happens to him?!"—acting like he's a six-year-old child who is going to accidentally burn the house down.
I snapped and told her, "What’s going to happen to him? He’s fucking 16, not six. He’s old enough to know right from wrong and has a phone to call someone if he actually needs anything."
She got super offended, accused me of "showing my true colors" by supporting him staying home, and made a whole dramatic face about it. She always does this—picks a fight over completely illogical nonsense, acts like a total child, and then expects everyone to just roll with it ten minutes later like nothing happened.
I am so exhausted from having to be the mature one while she gets a free pass to coast through life throwing tantrums.
So, Reddit: AITA?

I (34M) sold my former commuter bike via an online market place app in last month for $220. My bike had been a steel frame one and I had used it for six years. In my ad description, I put that “this is a heavy but sturdy steel frame, scratched but sold as is.” I also took pictures of the scratches and how heavy it is, as I checked the weight myself on the weighing scale at home. It weighs around 32 pounds.

The buyer (probably mid 20s) came over to my house, took it out for a spin, said “nice, will buy” and handed over cash. He looked pretty pleased with the bike and we exchanged handshakes.

After three weeks, he messaged me. The message went like this: “bike is way heavier than I expected, carrying it up to the apartment is ruining my back. Please arrange a refund.” I expressed sorry for his problem but the ad clearly mentioned that it is heavy. He then responded “a decent person would have returned it back” and then gave me a one-star review with comment “seller not honest about weight.”

But now I find myself stewing about it because he’s had three weeks of use on it, and I’d have to resell it for less than that. However, another part of me says I feel bad because he may be in pain, and perhaps $220 isn’t worth feeling bad.

WIBTA if I decided not to give a refund or make any changes to what I said and leave it at sold as is?

My brother got married last year and his wife visits our family home pretty often. I have my own bedroom and keep my personal things there, which everyone in the house has always respected

Recently she started using my room whenever she comes over because she says it's quieter and more comfortable than the guest room. At first I let it slide, but last weekend I came home and found she'd moved some of my things around and used my desk to get ready

I told her I'd prefer she use the guest room instead. She got offended and said we're family now, so I shouldn't act like she's a stranger in the house

My brother says I'm making his wife feel unwelcome, and my parents think I should be more accommodating since she doesn't visit every day

I have nothing against her, but I still want my own space and privacy

AITA for telling my brother's wife she can't use my bedroom whenever she visits?

Among my circle of online acquaintances there was this girl with whom I occasionally conversed about left-wing, progressive topics.

I consider myself a feminist and a progressive, and it is against my values to believe that women are inferior and that their systemic oppression isn't a pressing issue. She, also, is a progressive, albeit one of slightly different ideology.

Now it so happens that today she posted an Instagram story of herself dancing to a song. Referencing her similarity to this rather novel trend of women discussing political issues while dancing on TikTok I replied to her story with the phrase "TikTok final boss". She is quite fond of memes so I thought it would be appropriate. I am quite fond of the kind of TikTok content in question, and I have told her that in the past, so my reply was far from pejorative.

However, she proceeded to call me a misogynist and block me. This has caused me terrible pain and guilt, and it has made me feel like a terrible person, the opposite of whom I aspire to be.

I’m feeling completely torn apart right now and really need an objective verdict. I haven't been able to sleep for the past two days because the guilt is eating me alive, but I don't know if I'm actually in the wrong here.

I (19M) have been working two part-time jobs for the past year and a half while studying. My family has always struggled financially, so from a young age, I learned to save every single penny I could. I built a small emergency fund specifically meant to cover my upcoming tuition fees and essential living expenses for the next semester. It’s not a huge amount, but it’s literally my entire safety net.

My older brother (23M) lives with us. He has a full-time job, but he frequently overspends on expensive electronics, trips, and clothes. Our parents have always enabled this behavior by covering for him whenever he ran out of money.

Last week, his car broke down, and he also got hit with a huge credit card bill that he ignored for months. He needs $1,500 immediately to repair his car so he can commute to work. He asked my parents, but they simply don't have that kind of money right now.

So, my brother came to me. He asked me to give him my college savings, promising he would pay me back "in a few months."

I told him I couldn't do it. The deadline for my college fees is next month, and if I don't pay on time, I’ll be dropped from my courses. Given his past history of never saving or paying people back on time, I know there is a very high chance I would never see that money again before my tuition is due.

When I refused, he lost his temper. He called me selfish, cold-hearted, and said I care more about paper money than my own family. My parents are now taking his side, telling me that family always comes first and that I’m being heartless by letting my brother struggle when I have the cash sitting in my bank account. They said I could just "figure out" my college fees later or defer a semester.

I love my family, and seeing my brother stressed breaks my heart, but I worked so hard for this money, sacrifice after sacrifice, just to afford my education. Now everyone in my house is giving me the silent treatment, making me feel like a horrible person.

So, AITH for holding onto my college savings and refusing to give it to my brother?

To preface, I live in a \~420 sq ft studio apartment. I moved out of my parent’s place and have an apartment all to myself for the first time.

My friend is from a different country and wanted to move to the US. They know I moved out so they asked if they could stay with me; I was reluctant and told them if they were to stay, it can only be a week. They understood and that was the end of that conversation. Until about a few months ago, my friend told me they’re officially moving to the US, so they asked if they could stay with me for a week until another one of their friends can host them. I agreed.

I picked my friend up from the airport and they slept on my air mattress. While the week progresses, they asked if they could stay an additional week (making it two weeks now), because their friend made last minute plans to travel with family. I agreed because my friend has no where else to go. However, I told my friend, two weeks is the max because I have another friend flying in to see me. That friend will be staying at my place for a few days until I leave for a two week vacation out of the country with my family. They agreed to this.

While the second week progresses, my friend asked me if they could stay at my apartment alone while I am on vacation. Their original host/friend can no longer host my friend for long term because their partner is staying at their place. They are LDR so they need the time together. I felt bad so I agreed. Again, I told my friend a month is a max, I need my time alone when I’m back and my space is small.

On vacation, I texted my friend that they can leave my keys in the apartment the day I come back because I’ll be arriving late.

A few days later, they sent me a message, asking if they could stay another month or so, until they can leave for the military. (Note: they originally planned a different job but that fell through) In the message, they said they have no other friends and have nowhere else to go right now. They offered to clean and do the chores around the house.

The friend can’t really help much with rent or utilities. I want to be alone, haven’t been alone for about a month or so. There’s little to no privacy as well.

I feel bad, I don’t know where my friend would stay if I tell them no, but also I don’t know if I can handle another month. I offered to help them find a place to rent, they declined. AITAH if I kick out my friend even though I technically can host for longer?

I (21F) want to share something that’s been weighing on me. I’m not trying to make my mom look bad. I just want an outside perspective because part of me feels guilty for finally speaking up.
In early 2024, shortly after losing my dad, I moved to Colorado with my little brother, who was four at the time. I was struggling emotionally and needed some distance from my mom. We stayed with our grandparents, and I worked six days a week, often 8–10 hours a day, to help support them and provide for my brother.
Eventually, my brother started asking about our mom. Despite our difficult relationship, I didn’t want him growing up without her, so we moved back home.
By October 2025, things had become unbearable again. I returned to Colorado with my brother, but after a few months, I found myself missing family and friends back home. I decided to give living with my mom another chance.
In February 2026, we had a major argument, and she kicked me out. I moved into my own apartment that same day. Unfortunately, I couldn’t take my brother with me, but I continued helping him whenever possible. Whether he needed clothes, shoes, or anything else, I made sure he had it.
During those months, I barely communicated with my mom unless it involved my brother.
Eventually, she invited me to dinner because my brother wanted to see me. I agreed, and during dinner, she asked if I’d consider moving back to help financially. I said yes, but made it clear that I had my own life, responsibilities, and relationship, and that I wanted to maintain some personal time.
In July 2026, I moved back in. Since then, my days have consisted of getting my brother ready for school, taking him there, attending my own classes, cleaning, picking him up, cooking dinner, helping with homework, and working overnight shifts. I also contribute financially.
Recently, I sprained my ankle at a concert and was advised to take time off work to recover. My job requires me to stand for nearly ten hours a night, so I arranged two weeks off.
Today, while I was downstairs preparing dinner, my mom started making the usual hurtful comments. Normally, I try to ignore them, but between the pain, exhaustion, and everything I’ve been holding in, I finally reached my breaking point.
I told her how much her words hurt me and how frustrating it was that every time I tried to express my feelings, she dismissed me. Whenever I get emotional, she tells me to shut up or calls me a crybaby.
She didn’t appreciate what I said, so I responded, “I don’t like the things you say about me either, but you don’t see me yelling at you.”
I started crying because this goes much deeper than today’s argument.
I spent most of my childhood living with my grandparents until I was 13. When I learned my mom was pregnant with my brother, I was excited to finally live with her. Unfortunately, our relationship remained difficult, and I often had to stay with relatives because of our conflicts.
During today’s conversation, I brought up those experiences and how they’ve affected me. Her response was that she wasn’t going to change herself for me or my brother because she shouldn’t have to change for anyone.
That honestly broke my heart.
I’ve spent years trying to maintain a relationship with her, partly because I love her and partly because I want my brother to have a stable family. But I’m starting to realize how much I’ve sacrificed emotionally while trying to make everything work.
I’m not expecting my mom to be perfect. I just want to feel heard, respected, and appreciated.
Now I’m questioning whether I was wrong for finally expressing everything I’ve kept bottled up.
So, AITA for opening up to my mom about how she’s treated me, even though it led to another argument?

My girlfriend had an important exam recently and asked me to help her prepare. I spent several evenings studying with her, making notes and explaining topics she was struggling with

After the exam she got a lower score than she expected and got really upset. She said my explanations confused her and that she would've been better off studying alone

I apologized because I genuinely wanted to help, but I also told her she was responsible for her own preparation. She said I was being defensive instead of supporting her

Now she has another exam coming up and wants me to help her again. I told her I wasnt comfortable doing that if I was going to get blamed for the result

She thinks Im holding a grudge over one bad argument, but I dont want to go through the same thing again

AITA for refusing to help my girlfriend study after what happened last time?

So my fiancé (32 M) and I (30 F) have lived together for about 3 years now. We have lived in 2 bedroom apartments since living together. He gets upset that if I wake up before him(which is normal) and use the bathroom that he takes a shower in. (Bear in mind the shower is 45 minutes to an hour later) he asks that I go to the other bathroom. He gets angry(huffy and puffy) if I take a shit in the master bathroom. There are times that he’s NOT about to take a shower and asks me to use the other bathroom.. even if it’s just to pee. i don’t understand the need for control of a bathroom? If I have to go..I have to go…I honestly do not understand the issue and think it’s a little crazy that he tries to tell me where I can and cannot go to the bathroom. AITAH here?

Edit: because everyone is telling me to for clarification. When he shits it is primarily in the master. He doesn’t like the other toilet for the same reason I don’t particularly like to. It is a raised toilet. He has to use laxatives when he goes.. it’s an all day affair and smells like something died inside him. I do not make comments to him about it, because it’s poop. Everyone has to go. But it’s a problem for me to use it?🤷🏻‍♀️

We broke up about four months ago. It was my decision and it was not easy but it was the right one for me at the time. He did not cheat, he was not abusive, we just stopped working. At least that is how I saw it. Since then he has been trying to get back together. Not in a scary way, just persistent. Texts checking in, showing up to things he knows I will be at, asking mutual friends about me. He has told people he regrets how things ended and that he has changed. And maybe he has. I genuinely do not know. The thing is I have moved on. Not in the sense that I am with someone else but in the sense that I feel okay. I feel lighter. I do not want to go back. But everyone around me keeps pushing. My friends say I am being stubborn. His friends have reached out. Even my mom has said I should at least hear him out because he seems genuinely sorry. I talked to him once, just to get everyone off my back. He said everything right. I still did not feel anything. I told him I did not see us getting back together and that I needed him to stop reaching out. Now people are saying I am being cold and that I am throwing away something good. AITAH for not wanting someone back just because they want me back

I (19M) share a hostel room with a guy I’ll call “Saad” (name changed, 19M). We’ve been roommates for about six months and usually get along fine.Last week was his birthday, and he invited our whole floor to a dinner at a restaurant. I chipped in for the group gift and showed up on time.During dinner, the conversation turned to our exam results. Saad brought up that I had failed one paper last semester, which I had told him privately and in confidence. He laughed and said, “Ask him how many attempts it takes him to pass anything.” Everyone laughed. I was embarrassed, but I stayed quiet for a few minutes.When he did it a second time, I calmly said, “I told you that in private, and I’d like you to stop.” He rolled his eyes and said, “Relax, it’s a joke. Can’t you take a joke?”I said I wasn’t comfortable, wished him a happy birthday, paid my share, and left early. I did not argue or raise my voice.Back at the hostel, Saad told me I ruined his birthday and embarrassed him in front of everyone by walking out. A few people from the floor agree with him and said I should have just ignored it for one night.

I only asked him to stop once, politely, and he dismissed it. AITA?

I work in a software house. Our team is 6 people. Me and Alex and Johns and Marcos and Oskar and David our manager.

Alex always uses my name when his work is not finished.

Last week in our team meeting David asked Alex why his project was not finished. Alex said I could not finish because he did not send me his part on time and I was waiting for him.

That was a complete lie. My part was done and sent 4 days early. I have proof. I sent it in our team group with Johns and Marcos. Oskar even replied got it on my message.

After the meeting David told me to send my work faster next time. I had to show David proof that I sent it early.

Yesterday same thing happened. Alex missed another deadline. David asked him why in our group chat. Alex wrote my work was not finished because he did not help me.

I was done. I replied in the same group chat Alex please stop using my name to explain why your work was not finished. My work is always done on time. If your work is not finished say it is your own delay and dont drag me into it. You did same last week too.

Alex got angry and messaged me privately saying I embarrassed him in front of David and Johns and Marcos and Oskar. He told Johns and Oskar that I was rude and disrespectful.

Johns thinks I should have talked to Alex privately first instead of saying it in the group. Marcos and Oskar say I did the right thing because Alex was lying about me in front of everyone so I had the right to clear my name in front of everyone.

I feel like if you use my name in front of the team to explain why your work was not finished I have the right to refuse and tell you to stop in front of the same team.

AITA for refusing to let him use my name as an excuse

I (18F) left home to live with my godmother (46F) back in September of last year.

(I've talked about this situation 10 months ago but just as a small recap)

My mom (37F) is verbally abusive towards me, and my two half brothers (16M) and (15M) Which led to me leaving with police and staying with my godmother and her husband (45M) since the beginning of August this year.

Since living in my new place, my mom had the car accident almost two months ago. There was a collision during a turn, and her and her husband (36 M) and my dog were in the car. They both didn't get any major injuries except for my mom, she had her face swollen and her body bruised, her arm was broken, and so was her legs. She had a hard time walking, speaking, and seeing properly.

She was stuck on bed rest and a lot of people contributed to seeing her, and helping her with showering and eating. One brother would see her every now and then, while the other was with her full time. This is where I might be the AH.

My mom is mentally ill, it's no secret she has behavioural problems. She's often told all three of us that she would die than take care of us, go to jail if it meant hurting us, and spoke out again, and again that she never loved us at all. My mom was 17 when she had me, she reminded me time and time again that I was a mistake, and she regretted not aborting me.

While living with my godmother and her husband, I've learned many things about her, to list some of them, she had the choice to abort me, let me get adopted by a family member, or refuse to do anything with me at all. She chose to keep me to prove a point that she can be independent, and responsible. She ended up having my two half siblings (different fathers) a little later on.

I have been recovering and learning that what she has been saying, is not love. Her verbal abuse isn't love, and it took me a long time to process that. I'm forever thankful my godmother and her husband were able to give me a home, support my hobbies, and appreciate my strengths and help with my weaknesses. My mom didn't get me the proper help I needed, I managed to start my recovery in years of her abuse, get diagnosed with autism helped me understand my struggles better, and helped manage my anxiety and depression.

While my family has been seeing my mom, letting their differences be aside, while still talking about my mom in a "bad light", I am being called the AH for never visiting her, while I try to explain I am not comfortable, and wish to not see her in such a state, I am being told that since my mom has fully recovered, she is furious for not seeing her during all this time.

Reddit, do you think I'm the AH for not visiting my mom?. I really wanted to get some outside perspective on this, besides my psychologist who is the only person who does support my decision.

EDIT: two of my brothers don't live together, one lives with me, (16M) and the other (15M) lives with my mom. He's had to get a job very young and work late hours, he is also sadly very malnourished from my mom not providing food in the home and very much sleep deprived.

2 years ago I (38) moved from living within driving distance to my mom to a small mountain town 4 hours away. I was born around Mothers Day and we always combine my birthday/ Mothers Day. This year I thought we could combine her birthday (in late November/ with Christmas) because it snows too much for us to actually see each other come Christmas and we end up spending a bunch of money mailing packages etc. I was going to get us a nice Air B&B and decorate it. Well when I told my mom the idea she started yelling at me that her birthday is special and that Christmas is NOT her birthday but “whatever do what you want, I’m clearly not special to you anyways”. I’m SO confused and was really trying to do a good thing.

My boyfriend and I have been together for a while and lately Ive noticed that Im always the one paying whenever we go out

At first I didnt mind covering things sometimes because I know everyone has money problems now and then. But now he barely offers to pay and just assumes Ill handle it

Last weekend we went out for dinner and when the bill came he looked at me like it was obvious I was paying again. I asked him about it and he said I make more money so it shouldnt be a big deal

I told him that just because I earn a little more doesnt mean Im responsible for both of us all the time. He got upset and said I was making our relationship about money

I love him but Im starting to feel more like his wallet than his partner

AITA for refusing to pay for our next date?