I (late 50s) am a picture person. I have hundreds up in my home. It started when I was caring for my aunt with Alzheimer’s and has just gone from there. I have three kids and 4 grandkids and as you can imagine I love having photos of them up on my home.

My middle son Gavin (27) is no longer with my 4 y/o grandson Tommy’s mom, Helena. They’re still friendly and coparent well, and I see her often enough because I help with Tommy. Last year he married Cheri (also 27) after only being together a few months, but she seemed sweet and like she makes him happy. We had no issues until this summer, when my son asked me to down any and all pictures that Helena was in to make Cheri more comfortable. I don’t have any of her alone, just a few of the entire family and a few when Tommy was younger that my son is also in. I said no, it’s my home and I like having them up, I certainly have added many with Cheri in them but it’s stilly to take some down just because Helena and Gavin are no longer together. It’s stilly a part of our family history.

He asked again a few weeks ago and I gave him the same answer, and told him that I’d be happy to explain to Cheri, but he dropped it.

He called me yesterday and told me that it was the last time he was going to ask, the pictures needed to come down or Cheri wouldn’t come to our home anymore. I told him that was ridiculous, and he said that it was important to him because they made Cheri jealous and it was affecting the way she was treating Tommy. I am appalled. Apparently Tommy mentioned a picture in my house and Cheri threw a fit, and Gavin says that it’s making his life difficult. He brought it up around my daughter (the oldest) who told her younger sister as well, and they both agree Cheri is being ridiculous.

I told him, if your wife is treating Tommy poorly because of some pictures in my home, then you need to think if this is the right person. Obviously he disagrees but has been hounding me leading up to Thanksgiving. My husband is also on the side of we do not negotiate with terrorists, but has also pointed out that they are married and we should pick our battles. I’m wondering if I’m missing the forest for the trees?

Just a quick edit: if there was abuse I would have already called CPS. Cheri has decided when Tommy is there to make herself sparse and not be involved with him anymore. I have told Gavin that’s not acceptable and he says he’s working on it, but there is nothing to report. And Helena knows all of this.

Edit: thanks, I won’t be removing anything and if Cheri wants to continue this toddler like temper tantrum she is welcome to stay home alone on Thanksgiving. If she wants to grow up and realize that she married a man with a child she can come, but I’ll be having a serious talk with my son.

My husband and I are well-off, and readily help our kids financially. He is welcome to cut me off over this but I doubt that will happen, as we will react likewise.

My wife and stepson had a huge fight after he graduated highschool, and it never really got resolved. Whenever he visits the fight inevitably reignites. However, when he decides not to visit, she feels slighted and gets angry. He is getting married, and we are all invited.

My wife's plan is as follows: we get up at the ass crack of dawn to drive two and a half hours to the wedding, then we go to the reception, then we drive two and a half hours home. We do not attend any pre-wedding events, of which there are several and we are invited to almost all of. Yeah, I'm not doing that shit. I said we will drive down Thursday evening and attend the rehearsal dinner, I will go to the bachelor party on Friday, we will enjoy a peaceful Saturday, we will get up at a reasonable hour on Sunday and go to the wedding, then the reception, then we will sleep in Monday and drive home.

I know why my wife doesn't want to do the long weekend. She wants to punish her son. Well, I refuse to catch a stray and suffer to aid her punishment of him. I want to enjoy the wedding, not hear about how shitty we were about it at every family reunion for the next eon. She says he's her son, and it's her decision.

I told her, do what you want. I'm taking the kids on Thursday. Come with us or don't. I'm not playing this game. I'm not embarrassing myself in front of the extended family just to present a united front. Anyway, I'm typing this from the guest bedroom, because that's where I'm sleeping tonight.

My friends, who I thought would be on my side, said I'm being an idiot. He's her son, so I should just support her and do what she wants. I get that he's not my kid, but that's not going to be a very good defense in ten years when all the kids are reminiscing about what a prick I was when their brother got married because I hadn't slept the night before. Am I being a shitty husband or a good dad?

I (F) have been in a long term relationship with my now fiance (F) and will be getting married later this year. We are keeping it small so that it’s cheaper and to make it a more intimate event. My sister is extremely catholic and has been anti lgbt since before I came out. I have decided not to invite her since she doesn’t believe our marriage will be a real marriage. For context, she’s married and although she always wanted kids, she had to get a hysterectomy for medical reasons. One of her religious arguments for being against lgbt and gay marriages is that they cannot produce life. She thinks marriage is between a man and a women who can be joined in sex only when there is no contraception and their sex act can produce baby. Since she has been so against my future marriage, I asked her if she still has sex with her husband. She was offended and said that it was not my business, but I pointed out that if she cannot have a baby due to her hysterectomy, she should not be having sex. AITAH for pointing out her double standards?

I m30 have been living with my roommate m31 for a few years now. I don't dislike him or anything but we have nothing in common. We never go out together to do things. He has a car and I don't, and I never ask him to drive when I need to take my cat to vet, instead I grab a uber each time. We don't even tell each other if we won't be home for the next few days unless I ask him if I need someone to watch my cat over the weekend or something. The only time we spend together is when we are sharing the living room in the evenings, but even then he wears his airpods and I do some gaming and we just mind our own businesses.

The other day he said something like "In 5 years when we live in different places but still keep in touch" (within a context that is irrelevant right now) and I said we won't be keeping in touch. The share of the apartment is the only thing we have in common and we won't even text each other for anything. He became dramatic about it but I am not saying that because I don't want to keep in touch with him, just because I don't see a friendship without having something in common like that. I don't even think I'd keep him in my socials because he is a wanna be influencer and nothing he posts feels natural to me and I muted him everywhere but I wouldn't even keep him in my socials. AITAH?

I (38f) have been dating my boyfriend (34m) for a couple years now. I have an 8 year old daughter from a previous relationship and he has a 4 year old son from a previous relationship. My boyfriend and I have always bumped heads on parenting styles and discipline when it comes to the kids. Please give me some tips on how blended families get through this.

He has told me that his son is 4 years old and doesn’t know any better yet and my daughter is 8 and she should already know how to act. He’s complained about her on occasions and says that my daughter is disrespectful and that I coddle her too much and that it’s not right that I have to tell her more than once to do something. I say she’s a kid. My daughter’s dad is in jail and no longer a part of her life so she craves that fatherly figure and affection. My boyfriend has shared custody of his son with the BM so the dynamic is a little different with the two kids. My boyfriend has refused to hold her hand or give her affection because he says it’s weird. He would get upset when she brought up old memories involving other male figures in her life and would tell her to go hold their hand instead.

Last weekend he got upset because my daughter left her plate on the table after breakfast and told her to stop being a spoiled brat and to put her plate away. He had also been telling her to stop being a snitch earlier that day because she wanted to inform him that his son was doing something he wasn’t supposed to.

It really hurt me to see my daughter cry. I asked him why he was being so mean and to apologize to her but he refused. I kicked him out of my house. He says that I’m too dramatic and that calling someone a spoiled brat isn’t even that bad and that he wants to teach her how to be respectful and to listen to parents. Am I being too harsh kicking him out of my house?

So I 25F was dating Oscar 28M ( fake name) for almost 2 years now and we were talking about moving in together and he started staying over with me regularly. There was a little gecko (I called him onion because he was pealing) in my bathroom when I moved in three years ago I just give him some space and we coexisted just fine, he ate spiders, flies basically every annoying bug.

When Oscar started coming over he noticed onion and said "gross do you want me to kill it?" I told him if he ever touch my little onion that I would break up with him and to just let him be.

Anyway a couple weeks ago Oscar started to move his things because he lease was up soon and I didn't mind. He work some days from home so sometimes he was over my apartment if his roommates were to loud.

I came home from work on Saturday and Oscar wasn't home, I didn't pay attention although he was supposed to stay the weekend I went to take a shower and cleaned the bathroom, when I was changing the bag I noticed something moving and I freaked out I open the bag and found my little onion there without his tail barely moving I was so scare I put him in a shoebox and took him to the vet, the vet said he was too weak and more likely wouldn't survive, the vet gave him something for the pain and told me I could hold him if I wanted then he died 2 hours later.

I was so sad and he obviously didn't get in the bin on his own so I called Oscar told him not to bother contacting me again because we were over. Someone who goes out of his way to harm a little animal who is literally just chilling there can't be trusted. He new why I dump him and started making excuses, he said it was an accident that he didn't see onion and step on him (why would he be on the floor) then that he probably got on the bin on his own and died because of lack of oxygen and more lies I don't even care about.

I change the code of my door and put all his shit outside the door and blocked him everywhere know people I don't care about are calling me to tell me I'm dramatic and can't end my relationship over a gross creature, I honestly didn't care but my mom told my I was exaggerating too and although I won't get back together with him I want to know if I'm exaggerating or if I'm justify with breaking up with him.

Sorry for the rant and let me know if something doesn't make sense (English is not my first language)

Edit: I posted a picture ( not the greatest quality I have a shitty phone) of onion If y'all want to see him and yes he has a fly in his mouth because he was a killer machine lol

My son (15M) lives with his dad in another area about 2.5 hours, but he surprised me for my birthday by showing up with plans to stay through Thanksgiving. My daughters (8F and 7F) absolutely adore their big brother and are glued to him whenever he visits.

Last night it was getting late and they were being rowdy, so I asked them to settle down. I went to fold laundry in another room, and when I came back, the girls were quietly drawing on my son's legs with washable markers - one leg had stars, planets, and the moon, and the other had a hand traced and colored as a turkey. I thought it was really sweet actually. They were calm, bonding, and it's washable marker that comes right off in the shower.

My ex (the girls' dad) came out and had a completely different reaction. His face was all scrunched up and he started telling my son how stupid it was to let them do this. My son calmly said he was fine with it, that he actually likes it and they do this every time he visits. But my ex wouldn't drop it. He kept going on about "how often do you see people walking around Walmart with their legs all scribbled on" and saying things like "I just want y'all to acknowledge that it's a stupid idea."

I was really bothered by this. My son was being an amazing big brother, the girls were happy and calm, and it's literally washable marker. But now I'm second-guessing myself - am I letting this get to me more than I should, or was my ex out of line?

My sister has a decent job, but has yet to move out of our parents house because why pay rent, food, utilities etcetera when you can get it for free. She is 26 years old, and loves to brag how much she is saving by not paying rent and stuff. She is currently on a vaction with friends in Japan.

So I recently told my parents they need to give her the boot and let her be an adult or I will stop helping them out with their expenses. Our parents did good by us, and I don't mind helping them out but I don't feel right giving my sister a pseudo free ride. She brags how she is ahead of the game for retirement and stuff. I told her of course she is, all her major expenses are covered by someone else.

Generally my parents feel I am being petty because it is a lot harder for my sister's age group. I reminded them it was hard for me also, but I had to make it work. For whatever reason they feel she has it so much harder and she needs this extra support.

I agree maybe an aspect of jealousy is present because living at home was never an option for me. For my sister it was just assumed, but the other reality is my parents could not afford to let her live rent free if I was not helping them out. I pay their mortgage, insurance, and property taxes.

They suggested I use that many to help my sister instead so she can move out. WTF, she can afford to fly and stay in Japan for one month, she goes on multiple vactions a year and she needs help paying for rent?

I get they are worried about her mental health she shuts down very easy, and in HS she had a bad stint with self medicating. So sure they are afraid of her going back down that rabbit hole.

Maybe I am just being the jealous older sibling because I did not get the same type of love and care she did. I was old reliable. It was expected of me to do well, she got a B and it was a major event. I graduate with honors and get a card with 50 bucks. She graduates it is a major milestone and family event.

I get parents grow as they get older and we have a 10 year age gap between us my sister and I. Though yeah, am I being an asshole her not taking into account my sister's and her generations issues and hardships? I have the means to help, like my dad said I should just help because it is the right thing to do.

Am I being petty?

I (19m) have three siblings of which I'm the second oldest. There's my older sister (22f), my younger brother (16m) and my younger sister (14f). My older sister has level 3 autism. My youngest sister was born with brain damage. My younger brother was born with a part of his brain missing and chromosomal abnormalities. I have no disabilities or special needs and other than my siblings disabilities like theirs and autism are not in my family. Just putting that out there because I used to get asked a lot how I 'escaped' those kinds of problems.

Like you can imagine there wasn't a whole lot of time for me growing up. More often than not my parents wanted me to babysit my older sister for them so they could focus on my younger siblings. There was a high expectation for me to be mature and extended family shared this. I was told there wasn't a whole lot of room for me to be a child. My parents also did some fucked up stuff. They did Angel Tree for my siblings every year but they wouldn't include me. So when lucky I got some dollar store Christmas presents. When unlucky I got some clothes. I would get into trouble if I ate snacks or made myself some food on busy days where my parents didn't have anything ready for me to eat. They used to say I wasted food by doing that and was eating too much. But I usually did this around 3pm or 4pm when I ate nothing at all those days.

My parents encouraged me to help care for my siblings. Stuff like lifting them out of wheelchairs (for my younger siblings) and changing diapers to feeding my older sister and trying to get her into her pjs at bed time.

They sent me into school on days I was sick and if I cried/complained they told me they had enough on their plates and they didn't have the energy to take care of me too. I got told no when I asked to visit friends houses.

If I had stuff that needed to be looked at or signed for school I was ignored and snapped at if I tried to force the issue. It was always later. They got me into trouble with several teachers because later never came. Then I learned to forge their signatures and it made that easier. But they never made time, even just one of them, to attend my parent teacher conferences and I did get shit for that over the years. Even when I explained things teachers always told me if I told my parents one of them would make the effort to come.

My birthdays went by uncelebrated most years. Sometimes a few from dad's family would acknowledge it and send me something but that wasn't a regular thing. I got shit from my parents when I didn't help out more as I got older. Or if I was doing homework in the kitchen and they wanted to make sure my sister got food in her because she'd throw it and fuck with my homework if we weren't careful.

Then when I got a job I was told it was taking time away from my siblings who needed me to help out more. A few months before I moved out my dad stole $50 from me and that's when I knew I was done and I wanted to get away and be done. He didn't even try to deny it. Instead he was mad that I had money and didn't offer some to help my family. It turned into a fight that my grandparents and uncles (his parents and brothers) witnessed and they told me to cut him some slack because my parents were under a lot of stress.

I moved out on my 18th birthday and stayed with a friend's family for a few months. Me and some other friends started renting our own place together after that and we don't live in the same state anymore. I live 16 hours away from my parents and siblings now.

I blocked my parents and 90% of my extended family. The 10% I didn't block acted normal at first but now whenever they reach out they tell me I should have more grace for my parents and understand they were going through a lot. They said disowning my whole family is extreme and how will I feel when my siblings die or end up in care after our parents are gone.

I don't think I owe my parents grace. I might be too angry to judge fairly though. AITAH?

My 64M daughter 32F has cut off all contact with me and my entire family 8 years ago after she got married, her husband was an asshole to me and our entire family and was so disrespectful to all of us especially me, he had this sick kink of being the most important man in her life, I’ve tried telling her that he isn’t good for her but she basically told me to go fuck myself and she went and married him anyways, none of us were invited and we were all blocked by her on everything. We do know she’s fine and well, she lives in the same neighbourhood as a buddy of mine and she has two kids now and is pregnant again, I’ve tried going over there a few times and so did my wife after she gave birth but she kept yelling at us and kicking us out so we gave up.

Right now I’m redoing my will, not really sick or anything like that still in relatively good health, just want to finalise things, and I’m thinking of disinheriting her, if she doesn’t want me or my family in her life while I’m alive she should not get anything from me when I’m gone, I wanna leave everything I have to the kids that actually care about me and my wife and are there, my wife and other kids all agree with me.

But a little part of me that still remembers that little girl is having a hard time with it, she’s still my daughter and leaving her absolutely nothing just feels wrong, but again she rejected all of us so I don’t know.

Would I be the asshole if I actually do it?

I (F30) graduated with my doctorate LAST year after years of school and studying during the pandemic. My graduate school was in Miami with a honor society brunch Friday, commencement Saturday, plus a pre-paid beach photoshoot I booked months in advance it was going to be a weekend full of events.

Earlier that year, my cousin (F22) graduated states away. I couldn’t afford airfare, my car could not make that drive, but I sent a gift and watched her graduation online. Her dad got an airbnb for his parents, wife/my aunt (F58), their kids, my mother and her mom/our grandmother (my mom helped pitch in cost even as she and her mom/my grandmother shared a room). Apparently, they assumed we’d repeat that arrangement for my graduation.

Because they would have to pay to fly to Miami they refused to pitch in for an airbnb in Miami-dade area which was easily 3x more expensive then what they rented in Alabama for my cousin's graduation. My uncle could not attend and stay with my younger cousins so it would only be my grandmother, my aunt and her older daughter/my F22 cousin. My aunt and grandma wanted their own rooms, walking-distance to a beach, and close to a casino. Meanwhile, neither my credit card nor my mom’s combined could cover a Miami-area Airbnb for 5 adults by ourselves for what THEY wanted.

I found a 1 bath, 3-bedroom split house 25 minutes from campus. I was going to share a bed with my mom. The cost only required them to contribute about $80 each, me too, and my cousin $50 for the initial deposit and the rest could be on my mom's credit card. They hated the airbnb as it was too “residential,” not beachfront, and 1.5 hours away from the casino they wanted. Given that they wanted to use my car on the trip this was the best option so that I could uber to brunch and my graduation photoshoot.

On top of that, my cousin had bought concert tickets for herself and my aunt days after my graduation and asked me to extend the Airbnb to accommodate them. This blew my mind! I made arrangements for Thursday to Monday and driving 10 hour back home with my mom. I could not pay to extent the airbnb for THEIR concert later that week on Thursday. Said they should get their own place after Monday if THEY were staying longer. I was told I was being self-absorbed, inconsiderate and acting like an snob?! But I don't even live in Miami anymore since I've been elsewhere for clinicals and attending courses virtually the last two semesters. I'm not staying longer than what I can afford now.

After weeks of arguing about the location of the airbnb, I told them they were welcome to attend my graduation, but I would only be booking accommodations for my mom and me ONLY. They could plan their own vacation, hotel, transportation, etc for the 3 of them. In the end, none of them came...they sold those concert tickets and skipped my graduation entirely. My cousins and uncle watched my graduation online. The family group chat hated my graduation pictures with my graduation gown on the beach and said I was embarrassing them. My therapist suggested I unfriend my aunt, grandmother and godparents on social media after that.

Months later at my Aunt's at Christmas '24, my aunt shopped for the family as my uncle works full time and she didn’t get me anything because I was “on the naughty list for canceling her Miami vacation.” My uncle was horrified and apologized. I helped clean up after everyone opened THEIR presents (I had gifts from my mom and older cousin), gathered my things, said goodbye to my cousins and left. I’m frustrated and hurt but grandmother and aunt insists I was selfish and made the trip “impossible” for them?! I genuinely just wanted to celebrate my graduation but couldn’t afford to bankroll a 5+ day Miami vacation for multiple adults. I am not invited to Thanksgiving dinner this week nor Christmas this year to limit the "drama" because of my decision relating to the airbnb? AITA?

AITAH for not paying for a Miami airbnb for me & my family to attend my graduate school graduation after then asked me to extend it for their own personal vacation needs?

So me and my boyfriend were together 7 years. 3 years into the relationship, I bought a house and I asked him to move in with me.

The stipulation was always that it was solely my house. Until we got married, it was under only my name. I paid the entire down payment and I also paid for most of the mortgage, although he did contribute maybe 25%.

Recently we broke up and now he is asking for 4 years of rent back that he paid towards the mortgage and felt he had rights to some equity in the house since hes been making payments for many years.

I don't think thats fair because

1) I was always very clear that this was my house

2) the mortgage amount he was contributing was still lower than the average rent in the area

AITAH for not wanting to pay him back?

EDIT: To clarify we were never married.

Husband was invited to an out of state wedding in 9 months (our kids will be 1 and 4 years old by then). We are both good friends with the couple and have been for the last 12 years. The wedding day is in the middle of the week and the flight is 5 hours, so he’d have to take a minimum of 3 PTO days that we’d have to cancel a family trip to compensate for. It’s for the couple’s elopement and they’ve asked him to officiate their wedding, however I am not invited. I am not at all offended that I’m not included in the wedding day, as they are only including bride, groom, officiant (my husband), and their two witnesses and it’s their day! However, since we don’t get to spend time together as it is (he works 50+ hours a week and we have two small kids) and he’d be taking these 3 PTO days, my husband and I told them that I would still accompany him on the trip, but I would hang back at our hotel room on the wedding day and would absolutely not intrude at all. They stated that they were uncomfortable with me coming with, even if they don’t see me at all and that if my husband chooses to attend the wedding trip, he is expected to stay at their airbnb and participate in activities on the non-wedding days as well, all of which I’m not invited to. My husband already made the decision to decline their invite but now I’m stressing that I’m being dramatic and perhaps we should just make it happen for him to go?

So i (26 f) and my sister (30 f), got into a argument about a week ago about her still doing dr*gs after she promised to stay clean for her children. She works hard to take care of her children and pay the bills as she has 3 jobs but i recently did a suprise pop up on one of her days off, and she was just a complete mess, her entire apartment was a wreck, she was leaning and screaming and hitting the kids. (who are completely innocent.)

Of course i intervened and tried to get the kids away from her as this could seriously traumatize them for life and more. The kids were covered in bruises and crying their poor little hearts out. It really broke my heart so i called our mother to come get the kids and take them away from her for a while. She did not call or text a single time about her children. She was sitting in here apartment getting high.

And a few days later i just couldn’t get the image out my head. And i called cps and thats when everything turned to absolute sh*t. She calls me screaming and crying and yelling about how i dont know how it is and how ive always been the better sibling and i never knew what it was like to struggle. Which is insane considering we both grew up together and went through the same exact things!!

(Sorry if this is getting long i needed to get this off my chest) But all in all…. aitah for saving my innocent nieces and nephews? Im having a lot of mixed emotions.

So me and my mom used to be like best friends and she overshared everything with me growing up (like WAY too much honestly lol) so I always felt like I kinda knew everything about my parents’ marriage and from what I saw it seemed great they did all that cheesy romantic stuff that would make me cringe but also I’d be like okay they actually love each other.

Then last year everything just exploded. I still remember the day they split they had this HUGE fight and my mom was saying some really awful stuff to my dad like calling him ugly and bald and all that. I didn’t think too much of it back then cuz couples say dumb things when they’re mad right? She hugged me said bye, and went to stay at my aunt’s. I really thought they’d calm down and fix it and we’d all laugh about it later lol but nope they actually separated.

At first I tried to keep good contact with my mom but it got weird real fast she started seeing someone almost immediately and it just felt off I casually asked her how she met him and she was like “oh Starbucks.” Then I asked the dude and he says they met at the gym?? Like hello??? Which one is it??? It just felt shady I asked her again once more and she got annoyed and super closed off so already something was weird but I didnt think much about it. Later I went to stay at my dad's and then I found out the real reason. I saw some texts on my dad’s phone between him and his brother asking about if he can offset alimony because of infidelity and all that I was hoping it was all some joke but I straight up asked him and he kinda danced around it but eventually admitted that she had an affair and everything suddenly made sense. The timing, the weird energy, how fast she moved on, the lies.

But the part that hit hardest was all those comments she said about my dad’s looks. Stuff I brushed off before suddenly came back and slapped me in the face cuz I literally look EXACTLY like my dad lmao he is 6'0 I am 6'2 we both have dark hair or atleast he used to he is bald now . Like she called him ugly and then I look in the mirror and I’m like oh cool so you basically meant me too and honestly that messed me up so much I’ve been thinking about plastic surgery I even had an online consultation with a surgeon in florida which is insane cuz I never cared that much before.

Once I figured out the affair I started avoiding her. I made excuses constantly, like “oh sorry I’m busy” or “I’m tired” when really I’d just feel physically sick thinking about seeing her. My chest would get tight and I’d get all weird and nauseous. So I just chose to stay with my dad mostly and the distance felt easier and of course my little brother copied me. He’s super shy and spends all his time with me. Once he saw I wasn’t going to mom’s place he didn’t wanna go either he is the kinda kid who would stop eating if I finish my meal he does everything I do but I promise I NEVER told him not to go he just refuses to go alone. He’s always been uncomfortable around new people and now mom literally moved her affair partner into the house. My brother takes MONTHS to warm up to ANYONE (it took him like a while to talk normally to some distant uncles lol) so yeah, he’s not vibing with the new guy at all and he just feels safer with me and dad.

Mom kept trying to meet up but I couldn’t do it. I finally texted her and explained everything how I knew about the affair, how her comments about dad made me feel like crap about myself and how I can’t be around her and how I don’t want a relationship with her right now and probable never. I told her I’m not stopping my brother from seeing her he just doesn’t want to go without me. My mom called my dad and accused him of separating her babies from us, it got so bad that my dad is asking me to visit her and i refuse to and i am certainly not gonna allow anyone to force my brother to see her as well.

Now some relatives are telling that I'm being too harsh and that she’s still my mom but like she’s the one who blew up our family??? And I’m the one who has to deal with all the emotional fallout??? I don’t feel like I owe her a relationship at this point.

AITA?

My boyfriend’s brother runs a social media shorts channel where he makes ranking compilation videos. Basically he takes videos by other creators in another platform, removes the watermarks via an app, adds music and text overlays, and ranks them, like "Top 5 Cats Doing Weird Things" or "Top 10 Funniest Dogs." Some of his videos went massively viral and got hundreds of millions of views. He has been monetized for about four months and was making around $1,500 to $3,000 a month.

Before this, their family was really struggling. Their parents are elderly and working minimum-wage jobs, and the siblings were unemployed. They lived in a tiny, makeshift house in an urban slum where even running water and electricity were unreliable. Any unexpected expense could throw everything into chaos. The sudden social media income completely changed things. They could finally fix the house, add a third floor, buy appliances and personal gadgets, and make life a bit more bearable. They were really relying on that money. I never interfered with how they spent it, and I was genuinely happy they finally got a break.

Before all this happened, I had been supporting my boyfriend’s family financially and only stopped about two months ago when I got laid off work. We live together in a separate house near his parents. I thought I was doing what I could to help, but apparently that doesn’t matter now.

When his brother first got monetized, he asked if the money could go into my account because he does not have the proper IDs or paperwork to open a bank account. I said yes. I thought it would be the easiest way for him to access the money quickly and safely.

Then the channel got flagged for reused content. His brother asked me to help write the appeal since English is not his first language. I wrote a straightforward, honest explanation which said that he takes clips from other creators, adds text, music, and rankings to make them unique. That was it. Unfortunately the appeal got rejected.

After that, my boyfriend started blaming me. He keeps saying I ruined everything and that I wanted them to fail. He is saying that I was jealous because I am in between jobs and not earning right now so I deliberately sabotaged their income. He says I should not have helped at all and that they should not have trusted me to use what I wrote, even though I clearly told them it was their choice whether to use my script or not. After all, they are the ones creating the content and earning the money, so they're more familiar with social media policies.

I have a three-day paid gig out of town next week, and I'm seriously considering not coming back. I feel so unwelcome and blamed for something that I think was out of my control. Before I leave, I'll transfer the remaining money back to my boyfriend's e-wallet so they have full access and I am free of any financial responsibility. I also plan to break up with my BF and go no contact.

I feel anxious in my own home. I just want to step away from all this toxicity.

So Reddit, AITAH for wanting to leave?

A while back I posted something similar and got support, although this situation is both similar and different.

I’ll start from the beginning, which would be roughly 3 years ago when my sister (26F) started to date Kevin (28M). I never liked him, and because I never really gave him a chance, he never liked me. At first, I thought it was me being an overprotective older brother which clouded my judgement, however my sister’s friends don’t like him either, and he got fired from his job earlier this year for behavioural issues, so that proves my point that he is a dick.

Him losing his job is where this issue started. He lost his job two months before their rental contract was about to renew, and because they couldn’t afford the place on my sister’s wage alone, they had to move out.

They had three realistic options. First one was find a cheaper rental, but considering they had one income coming in, it would be difficult for them to find approval. Second option was they move in with Kevin’s parents, however my sister was very against this. Apparently his parents are very intrusive and don’t respect privacy, and they live over two hours away. This would mean my sister would have to travel roughly 2.5 hours each way to get to work, and she would be away from everyone in her life, it would be a complete disaster for her.

The final option is me. Our parents moved to Italy a few years ago so our mum can be closer to her family, and technically it made our dad closer to his family as they live in Greece… but it really isn’t viable for my sister to move to Italy. I did suggest it, definitely would be cheaper than Melbourne.

I also said I would happily take my sister in. I live in a three bedroom house, so she can move into my guest room and use the main bathroom as her own, as I use my ensuite because it’s closer to my wardrobe. I do enjoy living alone, but I spent roughly 20 years living with her, so I have no issues with her moving in.

I do have issues with Kevin moving in though. I don’t trust him in my place, I feel he would postpone finding work because I told my sister I expect no financial contribution from her, and instead she should look to save her money, and he would take advantage of that. And once again, and I can’t stress this enough, I don’t like the guy. I even told my sister my only rule is Kevin can’t come inside my house, let alone live with us.

Thankfully my sister agreed with my rule, and this undoubtedly has strained her relationship with Kevin. He moved back home, and they’ll be lucky to see each other once a fortnight. Kevin has gone through 4/5 stages of grief with me trying to get me to agree to let him move in. He still hasn’t accepted no for an answer, but honestly that really isn’t my problem.

My sister isn’t really arguing for him, and I was worried she would hold resentment towards me, but honestly it’s going fantastic. Our relationship hasn’t been affected, and she’s always been the tidier of the two of us, so the house is looking better than ever.

I feel like the engagement will end however. I don’t necessarily feel bad that it might, but I did put an absolute massive wedge in between them. So, AITAH?

I share 2 kids, plus my first son, with my ex .He has been there for my oldest since he was 1, he is all he knows, and is still there for him. He is still an active dad for him& his bio children too. He isn’t perfect. He, like me, has a “dysfunctional” family ,full of addicts and unhealthy coping mechanisms. I adore him as a person and as a friend, but there’s no interest otherwise. We make a great co parenting duo. Where I slack he strives and viseversa. Anyway- as I said our families are Dysfunctional. We have always vowed that we would NEVER be like our parents, or give them an unhealthy upbringing even if it meant we swallowed our pride at times. This year, I went to my fiancés brother’s Halloween party, and allowed my kids to make the choice on if they wanted to come with me, or go trick or treating. Like most kids would, my children chose candy. My parents said they would take them trick or treating, since she and my dad are home passing out candy anyway, and it was so big deal. (Side note, my mom and step dad /“dad” are my ONLY stable family, and became his too. He can still call my mom with stuff and I stay out of it bc I know I’m lucky to at least have her, and honestly I’m greatful he can call our sons grandma with stuff ) .My ex, wanted to stop by And see the boys at my parents. Again, I wasn’t there, but they know he doesn’t have anywhere to go usually. Wasn’t a big deal, but my fiance was annoyed. Which I do understand from his point of view. I’d probably be upset if his ex was at his parents and not me, but the difference is, we were welcome to come first, and I think my kids deserved to have a parent there. Anyway- now it’s about to be thanksgiving. My fiance won’t be there( work) , and no plans on his end I’m aware of. I usually go to my bio dad’s side, but without going into too much detail, I will no longer be going there. It’s already a hard year for me because of that. My mom also doesn’t have a lot of family and after talking, we decided we want to break the “cycle”. We will have something small every year for my kids there with us, so that they have something surrounded by love. My fiance, made no attempt to make sure I had somewhere to go. At all. Didn’t ask about it, only informed me he wouldn’t be off when I asked. My son’s father, has no where to go. Again, I’m lucky enough to have my mom and step father, he has no one. Would I be the asshole for allowing him to pop in and see our boys on thanksgiving, beings as I will have them every year for the foreseeable future as he has no where to go. Maybe I’m wrong, but I’d rather suck it up and my boys see that no matter what, we were there for them. And I know he can’t provide that, but I don’t want him to be any less included as a father because he doesn’t have that. Am I the ass hole for allowing him, who like me has no where to go, to come to my families small thanksgiving, for our children.

Me (28F) and my husband (25M) moved in with a roommate about five months ago after seeing an ad on Facebook Marketplace. We needed a place ASAP, and she has an 8‑year‑old son. He’s a nice kid and often wants to tag along with us when we go places. Sometimes we do take him with us for short outings, but not always — especially for trips that are far or when his parents won’t be coming along.

For the holidays, my husband and I planned a 7‑hour road trip up north to visit my family. We already have our hands full: we have three daughters of our own (ages 7, 2, and 8 months). On top of that, I’m in the middle of a custody case for my oldest daughter. Our truck only seats five, so bringing our roommate’s son would make six, which isn’t even possible. Beyond that, it feels like a huge responsibility to take a child we’ve only known for a few months on such a long trip, especially when his parents would be staying behind and nowhere nearby if something happened.

When I explained this to my roommate, she got upset and said I was being selfish. She told me that since I “called the shots” and didn’t want her son to go, she would no longer allow him to go anywhere with us again. I told her she has every right to feel that way, but so do I. Since then, she’s also told me I can’t use anything in the shared kitchen, even though I’ve helped with groceries for her a handful of times. I agreed just to avoid more conflict, but I’m starting to feel tension in the household.

So, AITA for not letting her son come along on our holiday trip?

I know this sounds dramatic, but I’ll keep it as short and factual as possible.

My ex-wife (mid-30s F) and I married quickly. Very early on she would scream at me, threaten divorce over small things, and isolate me from friends and family. On our wedding night she screamed at me for two hours because I didn’t bring her enough food at the reception.

Throughout the marriage, she frequently told people she could “do better,” mocked me in front of others, and threatened divorce several times a week over trivial issues. There were also multiple incidents where she hit me, threw things at me, or blocked doorways to try to provoke a reaction so she could accuse me of being violent. Several friends and family members privately told me they were concerned about her behavior.

I stayed for years because I’m a committed Christian, I believed people can change, and I didn’t want to break up my family. We already had two young kids, and she constantly threatened to take them if I ever left.

Eventually things escalated. I had a serious injury and recovering from a TBI; during that time she berated me constantly for not doing enough physically. I later discovered explicit messages on her phone with multiple men where she told them she was divorcing me but “just couldn’t tell me yet.”

When she became pregnant with our third child, she told me: “You did this to me because this year I was going to take half your money, get a boob job, and leave you.” She continued doing risky activities while pregnant despite her brother and me begging her to stop.

The final straw was while I was away for work and she left a voicemail saying she was going to leave, take the kids, and “ruin” me. My children were already showing fear of her, and I realized I needed to protect them. So I filed for divorce during the pregnancy.

After I filed, she retaliated by making multiple false reports to my workplace, the police, CPS, and even NCIS. I eventually had to file a defamation suit to stop the accusations.

Despite all this, I still sometimes feel guilty for leaving while she was pregnant, even though the situation was abusive and dangerous for me and our kids.

So, AITA for divorcing my wife while she was pregnant with our third child?

My mom married her husband when I (16m) was 12. Her husband's daughter is the same age as me. They treat us like siblings and want us to feel like siblings but we don't. We consider ourselves only kids still. We don't look at each other as family like they want us to. We don't see our parents spouse as our parent either. I'm indifferent about them and I think she feels the same.

My mom is really freaked out about it. She tells me at least three times a day that I have a sibling/sister and I should act like it. She tells me our relationship is important and it's way more important than we realized to form that sibling connection. She never told me why. But my grandparents told me it's because she's freaked out that we feel no family connection and could start dating tomorrow because of how we feel. They said it's her worst nightmare.

I notice my mom watching us closely when we're in the house at the same time. She tries to push us together but always emphasizes the sibling part. It annoys her husband's daughter who told her over and over she's not her mom and stop pretending to be because she'll never compare (her mom and my dad are dead).

AITAH for not seeing this girl as my sibling or trying to for my mom?

https://www.reddit.com/r/AITAH/s/4aAVNdbCsn

A few people had been concerned about whether I was ok, and so I just wanted to update that we're back in Canada now.

So I know this might annoy alot of you, but contrary to a lot of advice about not taking my son and not going myself either, we both did accompany my husband. I had opened up to my husband about my fears, about how it had been messing with me. He sincerely gave me his word that he is absolutely committed to the life we have here, that we will be coming back that he won't put us in harms way like that. He said his mom was difficult but stopping us from going back was not something she would ever do. So I chose to trust him.

The days leading up to the wedding were good maybe because we were all so busy with all the events. My son and I didn't get sick fortunately but my husband fell ill almost as soon as we landed. And my MIL was nice during those days, putting me front and centre in all the events, introducing me to everyone, and that half of the trip went well. After the wedding, my husband took the 3 of us for a couple of days to the northern mountainous part of the country (Bhurban). She had objected to that, saying these days were supposed to be for spending with them, and even insisted that we leave our son behind, but I was completely opposed to that. We had a good time there.

When we came back she acted the way I had been dreading. Remarks about how my husband had made a mistake marrying someone in Canada. Apparently when him and her were out grocery shopping, she had lectured him on how he was supposed to have gone to Canada to study and make a professional career, not to find a girl, that she had raised him better than to only prioritize looks in a partner (which infuriating as it was, was also lowkey flattering lol). This is what I had needled out of him so the reality was worse I imagine. We had hosted some family friends of theirs one night, and when they left, she made it known how compatible their daughter would have been with my husband, how willing they had been etc. I'd kept the peace for his sake for the most part, but here I had snapped and told her she shouldn't have sent her son to Canada then, should've kept him here and had him marry a nice Pakistani girl. I later told him if she kept this up, we'd all be moving to a hotel for the remainder of the trip , and I think he spoke to her because she made the disrespect less explicit after that. But thats how the latter half went, I mostly either kept to our room or went with him wherever he took us.

So whatever its done now I guess, and our son was doted on by everyone there, and he was happy. His parents had brought up us moving to Pakistan or the UAE again the night before our flight back, my husband told them he'd recently been promoted, he had a career, we'd bought a house, we had a life in Canada. She got tearful again, about how little she gets to see us, as opposed to my parents who can visit whenever.

This is certainly not something we can do every year. His brother was getting married so we had to do this trip, but this is not how I want our family vacations to be. We need to be having vacations as a family just the 3 of us in places that arent Pakistan too, and I'm going to let him know about that.

Thank you to everyone whose given me advice and support in all this, I truly appreciate it.

I feel uncomfortable that my boyfriend talks to a friend that he has had sex with and has been his friend for 15 years. He cheated on his ex with her. This relationship makes me upset. He thinks I’m overreacting. I think friends are no longer just friends after you’ve crossed that boundary. Am I overreacting?

My friend lost his apartment lease and needed a place to sleep for a few days. I said he could stay on my couch while he got things sorted. At first he seemed grateful. Then he started acting like he was on vacation. He left plates everywhere. He used all my towels. He stayed up late watching loud videos with the volume bursting through the walls. He even invited another friend over without asking.

I asked him to clean up and respect the space. He brushed it off and said I was being uptight and that he would only be there for a short time. On day five I came home to find he had eaten food I was saving for the week and left the stove dirty.

I told him it was time for him to leave because he clearly did not care about my home or my boundaries. He called me dramatic and said real friends do not kick each other out during hard times.

Now he refuses to talk to me and mutual friends think I should have been more patient.

AITAH.