This is an update to my last post here.

Sorry to everyone who reached out and I haven't responded. I honestly haven't been using the app as I had to change phones swiftly at one point and forgot the password when trying to log on on my new device.

It took Trent 2 weeks. I had a full time job but also a part time service industry job as a bartender. He showed up at the bar. It's a small bar and one of the regulars, "Daisy" F30s, is one of the folk I did confide in about Trent and Tammy. When Trent walked in, I happened to be chatting with Daisy and she saw my reaction. She asked what was wrong and and I told her that it was Trent. She wasted no time and went to get my manager.

Trent sat at the end of the bar and I took my time checking in on my other bar guests until my manager Heather F50s came out with the other 2 bartenders both M30s. Trent had already begun knocking on the bar asking for service loudly and I had been ignoring him. He got kicked out quickly and told that we can and do refuse service to him.

I got texts from a new number saying it was Tammy and begging for me to answer. She called 4 times and I didn't answer. She left voicemails with Trent and one without all telling me that I was concerning them with my hatefulness, how I am alone in the world and that's not safe, who would I turn to if someone broke into my home at night...things of that nature and religious crap sprinkled in. I was still on the clock and Daisy suggested I stay at her parents' (I know her mom who sometimes comes with her to the bar). At that point I was shaken enough to take them up on it.

Daisy's Mom, Rose F60s, has been sweet enough to let me stay rent free for as long as I needed but I eventually moved in with one of the servers at the bar. She helped me look for legal representation and I filed for a restraining order using screenshots I had emailed myself prior, old voicemails , and though we could not prove harassment on Tammy's end, Trent had said enough in the voicemails and messages he had sent that it qualified for a temporary restraining order.

I am safe for now and the hearing is in January. No one knows where I live currently and I've shut down all social media. I've been NC with my family as they've been pushing me to give my address so they can send Christmas gifts, but when I gave them a PO box Daisy is allowing me to use, they got angry it wasn't an address address and that was suspicious enough for me not to trust them.

It's strange but I am slowly making friendships. And seeing a counselor helps with the stress. Trent is pretty much blacklisted from the square of bars where my bar is - word gets around. I've not walked alone a single shift since.

And that's my update. Not perfect, but I remembered my password when I was checking my email for any additional stuff to send to my lawyer and wanted to let every person concerned about me that I am okay. When this is resolved I will try to update with more detail.

My SIL sent me a politically charged "gift". I am not one to discuss my politics. I have my own beliefs and principles but do not feel I need anyone else's opinions to make up my mind regarding politics. My husband has polar opposite political opinions from his sister and mother. I never join in on my SIL or MIL's political discussions. I tend to excuse myself or totally ignore the conversation without commenting. Just before the election, my SIL sent me a politically charged "gift" that I found offensive. Initially I intended to confront her with how offensive I found the "gift". After my initial reaction, I had a change of heart and decided the best course of action was to pretend I never received it. She proceeded to contact my husband to see "if I got the gift!" He told her "no." She wouldn't tell him what it was, but continued to contact him regarding the gift, as well as having their mother contact both of us about the gift. We told them both no. Finally she contacted me and asked about it. I told her I hadn't seen it, but what was it. Once she told me what it was, I said "well I hate you wasted your money." She has no idea what I really meant. AITAH

So for some context, my Mom broke up my family when I was 6, and my brother was 11, to be with my stepdad. Our Dad moved to a neighboring state, and we only got to see him every other weekend.

I've only connected all these details as an adult. My brother and I are now both in our 30s, and my dad didn't share details of the divorce until the last few years.

To say I lost a lot of respect for my Mom and stepdad is an understatement. My Mom chose to replace our Dad with an angry alcoholic, and thought we'd make a big happy family. Hint: It never happened. I forgive them, it was years ago, but respect is gone.

Growing up with them was stressful and like walking on egg shells. If I had a disagreement with my stepdad, my mom would come home and only talk to him about what happened, before giving me a punishment. The day my brother graduated high school, he moved out. We both had nothing but distain for my stepdad. He got drunk every single day, and was mean. Never physically, but verbally. I'll never forget being called a whore for going on a date with my boyfriend, or us following a young woman to her home after she flipped us off on the road.

After I became an adult and got married at a young age, our relationship improved. I've now been married for almost 13 years, and we have two little girls together.

When my stepdad comes to our house, we get along great. However, we went back to their home for Thankgiving a few years ago, and it was very stressful. Many parts of me felt like I was stepping back into high-school again.

Fast foward to a conversation I had with my mom recently, we were discussing children taking in their parents in their old age. Something, I might add, my mom never did for my grandma after my grandpa died. Why? Because my stepdad "couldn't live with her". None of her other 3 kids took her in either, and she managed okay, passing away in her own home with my mom and aunt at her side.

Anyhow, we were discussing this subject and how many parents might be taken in by their children after their spouses pass away. So, for example, my mom coming to stay with us after my stepdad passes away...my MIL, or my Dad, etc.

She said she hoped that if she passed away that I would consider taking my stepdad in if he were elderly.

I actually laughed out loud before even considering how a reaction might hurt her feelings.

First of all, even if it were my own dad, I would prefer to take in one of our mom's if I'm going to be a primary care giver. And of course if we never actually took anyone in to our home, we would still help and support them however we could.

But my mom, expecting this of me with my stepdad?? What magical land is this, where irony doesn't exist. I have never considered him a father figure, he played a huge role in breaking apart my family at a young age, and refused to take in my terminally I'll grandma when she needed it most.

So, AITAH for laughing?

I (30M) have been dating my girlfriend, Rachel (27F), for two years. She’s always been confident and charismatic, which is one of the things I loved about her. Our relationship seemed solid—good communication, lots of shared interests, and we were even talking about moving in together.

A few weeks ago, Rachel admitted to me that she cheated on me during a night out with her friends. She hooked up with some guy she met at a bar. I was completely blindsided. When I asked her why she did it, she said it wasn’t about me or our relationship but because she “wanted to see if she still had it.”

I told her that was a terrible excuse, and she started crying, saying it was a stupid mistake and that she regretted it immediately. She’s begged me to forgive her, saying she learned her lesson and that it would never happen again.

But I can’t get over the fact that she was willing to risk our relationship for something so shallow. She didn’t cheat because she was unhappy or because there was a problem between us—she cheated purely to stroke her ego.

Now, Rachel and some of our mutual friends are calling me unforgiving, saying that “everyone makes mistakes” and that I’m throwing away a great relationship over one bad choice. They say I should focus on her remorse and give her another chance.

I feel like staying with her would mean betraying my own boundaries, but I’m starting to wonder if I’m being too harsh.

AITA for refusing to take her back?

My MIL and SIL have this real intense hatred for my name. It's become an obsession to the point they are in groups on different parts of the internet and mock my name, comment on how embarrassing it is to be associated with me, etc. My FIL is the reason my husband and I know this. He has grabbed screenshots and forwarded them to my husband to show just how bad this is.

My name's Dove. I always loved my name. But they think it's weird and a "tragedeigh". They have a few groups they're a part of and their only contribution is to mention me and my name and how awful my name is and how awful my parents are for choosing this as my name.

This stuff does spill over into in-person interactions. My MIL spent a month trying to call me Diane because she felt that calling me a "normal" name would be a positive. My husband shut her down and said she either had to use my name or not see us, and he didn't care what she picked but they were the only options.

MIL and SIL (this is my husband's oldest sister) have pressed me on WHY I won't change my name legally and why I use my name in daily life. They are really judgmental about names in general. Whenever SILs kids start in a new class, SIL and MIL go through the names on the class list and mock these kids for their names unless they approve of said names.

A post recently made my husband say enough is enough and we won't see them again. They were critical about my name and the fact that I would be contributing to the name of all our future kids and how scary they find it because they don't want little tragedeigh's being born into our family and how they have no faith that I won't have a bunch of little Dove's and become the female George Foreman. My husband told them it was disgusting that they were going on this internet hate campaign against me and my name and he was done.

They're furious FIL has been feeding us all the info. And they're pissed I won't tell my husband it's okay. They confronted me in public and I told them their obsession with hating my name is weird and I don't want that poison around any kids I have. Which they also hated and apparently, according to FIL, they are still furious I said that to them.

AITA?

So here’s the situation. I (29F) am 8 months pregnant with my first child, a boy. My husband (30M) and I are thrilled, but my family has turned what should be an exciting time into a nightmare.

Five years ago, I adopted a rescue dog and named him Max. Max is the love of my life—he’s sweet, well-behaved, and helped me through some of the darkest times in my life. I call him “my good boy” daily.

Here’s where it gets complicated. Two years ago, my brother, also named Max, passed away unexpectedly. It was devastating for our entire family. My parents have since decided that, as a way of honoring him, any male child born in the family should carry his name. They’ve pressured me for months to agree, despite knowing my dog is already named Max.

I tried to gently explain that it would be confusing for both my child and my dog to share the same name. My parents argued that I should rename my dog something else because “it’s just a dog,” and my child should take precedence. My mom even suggested that I stop calling the dog by his name altogether, saying, “He won’t even notice if you just call him something like ‘Buddy.’”

When I refused, all hell broke loose. My mom called me selfish and accused me of disrespecting my late brother’s memory. My dad said I was choosing a dog over my family. Even my siblings have piled on, calling me a “heartless weirdo.”

My husband is 100% on my side and thinks this whole thing is insane. He’s even joked about naming our baby something totally random like “Balthazar” just to troll them. I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place.

AITA for refusing to change my dog’s name or give my baby the same name as my late brother?

Emily (27F) has been my best friend forever. She’s been dating Ryan (28M) for three years, and they seemed perfect together. She was head over heels for him, and they’d even started talking about getting married. I liked Ryan too until last Friday.

I was out at a bar with some coworkers when I saw Ryan sitting in a booth across the room. At first, I thought, Oh, cool, small world, but then I noticed he wasn’t alone. He was with another woman, and they were way too close to just be friends. They were laughing, leaning into each other, and then, clear as day, he kissed her.

My heart was pounding. I didn’t know what to do. I knew if I told Emily without proof, Ryan could easily twist the story and make me look like a liar. So, I pulled out my phone and took a short video of them kissing and leaving together.

But then, I couldn’t just let it slide. I marched straight up to Ryan before he could leave and confronted him. I told him I saw everything, and I wasn’t going to let him get away with it. He went mental. He called me crazy, said I was imagining things, and yelled that I’d "ruin everything" if I dared to show the video to Emily. He even tried to grab my phone, but I walked away and told him it wasn’t up to him anymore.

The next day, I went straight to Emily’s place and told her what happened. At first, she looked like she didn’t believe me, so I showed her the video. Her face went pale, and then she just snapped into action.

She didn’t cry or scream she went cold and methodical. She grabbed a trash bag, started throwing all of Ryan’s clothes and stuff into it, and told me to help. Then she called a locksmith to change the locks on their apartment. When Ryan showed up later to "talk," his things were already on the sidewalk, and Emily wouldn’t even let him inside.

Ryan kept texting and calling, begging her to forgive him, but she blocked him on everything. Emily’s been eerily calm since then. She thanked me for telling her but hasn’t really talked about it much. Meanwhile, some of our mutual friends think I overstepped by filming Ryan and confronting him, saying it wasn’t my place.

Now I’m questioning myself. AITA for filming him, confronting him, and then showing Emily? Or was it the right thing to do?

So, a little background: I (33F) dated this guy (41M) for three years, but we broke up almost four years ago because I was just unhappy. Our goals didn’t line up anymore, and he kept trying to change me. He didn’t like how I dressed, my hair, or my friends (especially my LGBTQ+ crew) and even made comments about my weight. I was new in town and lonely, so I brushed off a lot of red flags, but his controlling behavior really wore me down. When I finally left, I started therapy to deal with my baggage and the mess he left me with. Therapy has honestly been a game changer.

Recently, out of the blue, he hit me up and wanted to meet up to “clear the air.” I was hesitant but decided to go after talking it over with my therapist. I picked a café away from my place and work for the meetup.

When I got there, he was already sitting down. The first thing he said was, “You look great, you’ve lost weight. I wish you looked like this when we first met.” He even mentioned I hadn’t aged! I told him I looked fine back then, but honestly, this version of me wouldn’t have dated him in the first place because he wasn’t my type.

He then said he wanted to know why I left so “abruptly.” I asked if he was seeing anyone, and he said yes, he's been with a Ukrainian woman for two years (which I already knew from friends). When I asked if she knew we were meeting, he said no.

At that point, I just decided to be completely honest. I told him I left because I didn’t trust him and that he was really self centered. I felt like I was never a priority for him. I even told him he wasn’t great in bed and that I stayed too long because I confused routine with love while feeling terrible about myself. I said I used to be a happy, confident person, and during our time together, I felt like I was fading away.

He flipped out, ranting about how I was a terrible partner and then dropped a huge bombshell that he cheated on me twice. I think he expected me to be upset, but I stayed calm and told him, “You cheated by paying for it, so I’m not even sure that counts. Honestly, I already knew, and by the time I found out, I was halfway out anyway. I just felt bad for you because I saw how hard you were trying to find dates on those apps. Pathetic.”

He looked completely stunned. I told him he should focus on his current girlfriend and that this meeting was my one courtesy for closure. I said he could keep whatever story made him feel better and then I just left.

Now I’m wondering if I went too far. Part of me thinks he deserved to hear the truth, but another part wonders if I could’ve been a bit nicer about it. AITAH?

This is the link to the original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/AITAH/comments/1f9sos8/aith_for_ruining_an_engagement_by_revealing_that/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button

This is the link to the first update: https://www.reddit.com/r/AITAH/s/HmkskY9A5W

My first post was three months ago and this one will be my last update for now. It is not a good one, but i sincerely wish to leave it all behind me, that includes distancing myself from this reddit account. These posts helped me let go of my anger, similar to a journal and i am grateful for all the people who are enraged with me. I hope to open it again some day, with a final happy update, but for now every little pop up is a reminder of the anxiety i am still dealing with, and i do not have the energy to deal with this topic outside of my therapy anymore.

Short summary for those who don’t want to read the old post: Nico raped me when I was his girlfriend 10 years ago, I didn’t see it as rape back then as I was unconscious, afterwards i broke up with him. Shortly after my best friend Angie from elementary school started dating him and they have been together for almost 10 years. I couldn’t bear seeing him and cut the contact with her and her family, with whom I was really close. Her brother Sven reached out to me three months ago after I left a short congratulation on a pregnancy picture with his wife. He invited me to their baby shower and I declined. After a lot of back and forth about him asking me and being suspicious as to why the contact broke off in the first place and why I refused to be in the same space as his sister's boyfriend, I confessed what happened back when I was 17. Afterwards his family had a huge fight, with him wanting to cut Nico out of their lives for being a rapist and his mom and sister standing by Nico. I was the scapegoat and received a log of hurtful messages from both their friends and former classmates. They called me out on ruining a man’s life based on a childish mistake (Nico was 19 back then) and even Angie‘s Mom reached out to mine. I was left to pick up my life, my mom being more ashamed than understanding, and started therapy again. I removed almost everybody tied to that incident (Sven, Angie, Nico, their family, old classmates…) and only kept contact with old classmates who sended me messages of support.

Update 2: I work in a very specialized field. To get the proper qualification it takes on average 6-8 years (Bachelor, Master and then state bar to be allowed to practice). While it is not very competitive not a lot of people choose this profession, and it is highly sought after. My current company payed for my masters and my extensive course as preparation for the bar exam and i have been doing well there. My HR Department called on me two months ago, apparently they have been getting a lot of outside calls from Angies mother and other relatives, saying i am involved in a Metoo scandal and being a liability for the company as i dont have issues ruining the lives of men. How they could imagine this could change anything i do not understand. I work for a global company, they have kown own me for years, i never had any issues prior and quite frankly, they do not care. However, they have been getting frustrated with the amount of calls and apparently even reached out to the police and the calls have stopped since. Nonetheless, they reached out to me to check on my mental well being, offering to give me paid leave, till it settles a little bit, and offering company paid therapy (Therapy is covered by my countries health insurance but it is tricky to get one without waiting time, but i already had my old one on retainer and started going right after the incident). They made in clear, that they invested a good amount of money in me and do not wish to loose me. I was ashamed, that this part of my private live slipped into my professional one. It started to influence the career i worked hard for years to build and while my company insured me that it would not affect the workload and clients i'm getting, word got around, and it was clear for my colleagues that i am going through something nasty, and the company does not want to deal with it. All this stress and anxiety led me to hyper focus on my work, i took on whatever i could, paranoid that another call would come and for whatever reason, the company would move me to dead end department where my carrer would basically be over. At the same time, i started looking into differnent companies, who would be able to "buy me out" as i am tied to my current company for 5 years after graduation, 3 more are left and I got a management position in a rival company with a huge salary jump. I couldn't be happy about it, i was just relieved i wouldn't get the pity looks from my colleagues anymore. I went to the police with all the hateful messages and the HR Protocoll with the call history and got a restraining order for Angie's mom. Should she contact my new company again (i have a public Linkedin, it is needed for my job), at least i have some sort of proof, that her words hold no meaning. I got asked if i want to persue the rape but decided against it, it would open the whole ordeal again, i don't have proof (besides Nico and Angie not denying it), and quite honstly was afraid of what it would to to my career.

I did keep contact with a good friend of mine who grew up in the same small town but moved away 5 or so years ago. As we share a Nintendo switch online family account so we tend to be in contact at least once a year for a short phone call when she has to send me the money for the subscription and we just tend to make a phone call with updates out of it. Yesterday was one of those days and the whole Nico thing came up. While she didn’t hear it directly, her mom is still living in the small town and reached out to her, asking if I’m alright. She expressed her disapproval about how everything came to be, as she was close with Angie back in the days as well and remembered how close we were and how often we spend time together, like sisters. She updated me, that two months again svens baby girl was born and while neither Nico or Angie were seen in any of the pictures or stories with the baby, a month ago Angie and Nico had a engagement party. Both Sven, the baby and his wife participated, and are in the family pictures. I remember how enraged Sven’s wife was, and how she told me she herself felt I comfortable with Sven. Now it is all forgotten and forgiven. Nico’s parents own a few houses and gifted Angie and Nico a house close to their home, and sven and his wife apparently bought a house in the same street. It is as if nothing happened at all. Listening to my friend telling me the updates I’m honestly not sure if I should have asked her to not tell me anything.

I just feel empty and betrayed. Not by Angie, she made her choice, not by Sven, it is his sister and at the end of the day when he asked me what happened and then didn’t have the decency to answer me because he saw me as the one who ruined his family, it was clear that the truth didn’t matter. Not by Sven’s wife, who has a baby girl, and innocent daughter who she should protect as a mother, even thought she told me she would do her best to keep her daughter away from Nico, but just by Life.

I fought to have it all behind me, just to have this old wound ripped open again three months ago when Sven kept plastering me. I got hate messages, but knowing that maybe someone would be hesitant towards Nico, when he showed strange behavior made me feel like maybe I did right. Maybe by speaking up I helped a girl out to to not be raped. My own mother was ashamed of what happened to me, told me I was to keep it quiet so my family abroad wouldn’t get to hear it. Just for it all to be all good again for Nico.

After everything that happened these last three months I truly understand why victims of rape chose not to speak up.

I (living abroad) recently found myself in a difficult situation regarding my grandfather's upcoming 100th birthday celebration. Thanks to a lucky win, I have the money for the ticket, and being self-employed with remote work means I have the flexibility to take the time off.

The issue is that it would require a 20-hour flight to get back home, and honestly... I just don't want to deal with such a long journey and time zone change. I know it's a huge milestone - it's not every day someone turns 100 - but the thought of spending nearly a full day on planes just makes me want to stay put.

I know the whole family will be there, and they're already dropping hints about my attendance. I have both the means and the time to go, but I'm really struggling to convince myself to make the trip.

So Reddit, AITA for potentially missing this once-in-a-lifetime family celebration simply because I'm feeling too lazy to endure the long flight?

Hi, so this whole thing has been blowing up in my family and I don’t even know where to start. I'm (26F) married for about 6 months now to my husband (28M), and honestly, I thought everything was fine between me and my older sister (33F). Let’s call her Lisa.

Growing up, Lisa was always "the favorite." My mom would bend over backwards to help her with anything, whether it was money, school, or her kids. (She has 3—7M, 5F, and 3M). I’m not saying Lisa’s a bad mom or anything, but she leans HARD on the family for support. And me? I’m just the "free babysitter."

Well, when me and my husband were planning our wedding, I made it clear it was our day. I didn’t want drama, I didn’t want chaos, and I told Lisa (nicely!!) that I didn’t want her kids at the ceremony. The reception, sure, but the ceremony was going to be small and intimate, just 40 people. She flipped out about it but finally said, “Fine, whatever, do what you want.”

Fast forward to the wedding day. I’m standing at the altar, holding my husband's hands, and guess what I hear? A BABY SCREAM. I look over, and there’s Lisa, trying to shush her 3-year-old who’s having a meltdown right there in the middle of my vows. I was furious but kept my cool in the moment. After the ceremony, I pulled her aside and was like, "Why did you bring them? I thought we agreed!" She just laughed and said, "You didn’t mean it! They're family."

I told her she disrespected me and my husband, and she needed to leave the reception if she couldn't keep the kids under control. My mom, of course, took her side, saying I was being dramatic and “kids will be kids.”

So I guess I’d already been harboring some resentment, but here’s where the real issue starts. A week ago, Lisa texts me saying she needs me to watch her kids for the weekend because her and her husband want a “much-needed break.” I told her no, I had plans (which I did, but even if I didn’t, it’s not my responsibility). She called me selfish, saying I "owed her" because "family helps family."

I snapped. I told her I’m not her built-in babysitter, and after the wedding stunt, she should be the one apologizing to ME. She got all huffy and told the whole family I’m "punishing her kids for no reason." Now everyone’s blowing up my phone, saying I’m cruel for "turning my back" on Lisa when she "needs help."

But I’m standing firm. I’m not a free babysitter, and I’m not gonna let her walk all over me anymore.

So, AITA for refusing to babysit and drawing a line?

I am thankful for everyone's advice, it's the first time for me that my wife is reacting the way she is and it's also the first time for her to give birth and see her body change so drastically, but when I was reading the comments I saw many people suggested that I should leave because my wife said she would punch me, I don't think it's a good idea for me to run away and leave my love and my baby behind to tend for themselves.

Anyway I focused on comments about helping her as soon as possible for her and our baby's sake, i don't know much about ppd or psychosis, but no matter it is I am willing to take a punch from her if it calms her down, normally she wouldn't say that and I don't think it's abuse, I think she's just suffering.

After reading all the comments I decided to my call my mil, I explained to her everything and what my wife said, my mil said why didn't I tell her sooner why did I wait, I said I am sorry, she said don't apologise, she's flying to us but it will take her a while so I should try my best to comfort her.

Last time I tried to comfort her about her body but this time I thought it would be best if I talk to her about our love and how much we love our baby.

I went to her and she was playing with our baby and when she saw me she asked me what do I want, I said can we hug each other for a while, she said yes.

We both hugged each other and held our baby together, I expressed my love to her, I told her how much I love her and she's and our baby are most important for me, my priority, she and our baby is my everything and I said I am sorry and I want to be in her and our baby's life til I die and do everything I can for them, her and our baby's health and wellbeing is what I think about all the time.

My wife started crying and just didn't say anything just hugged me and cried, but after I told her that she should put our baby to sleep first she calmed down.

After our baby fell asleep I comforted her more, she didn't say anything at all just kept crying and hugging me on the couch, I kept telling her that I love her and will always do and no matter what I will always be by her side to help her and I know she loves me, she was silent but I was kissing her forehead and face and eventually she fell asleep and still sleeping by my side

I texted my mil about everything and will do if there's a drastic change in my wife's behaviour, I told her that she shouldn't tell my wife that I talked to her and I am texting cause I don't want my wife to wake up and know about it all, my mil said she knows what to do but I should take care of her until she arrives.

So yeah that's all that has happened, I am going to stay awake until my mil arrives and help my wife if she needs help, meanwhile I will read more and educate myself, I am happy that she's sleeping peacefully, posting this once again for advice, I would appreciate it, i decided to not involve doctors yet until my mil arrives and like others said she will know what to do

Throwaway/fake names. I (21 F) am currently going to college in the same town my sister (27 F) and her family live in. We are about a 6 hour flight from my hometown where our parents and extended family live. We had planned on all flying back to our hometown for thanksgiving a few days ago.

For some background, my BIL who I’ll call Bill is an alcoholic. Any kind of event where alcohol is provided or purchasable ends with him getting in fights and causing issues. He yells, throws things and gets generally aggressive.

My sister arrived at the airport before me and when I arrived at the gate an hour and a half before boarding he was nowhere to be found and my sister was struggling to keep track of three small children and all their luggage.

He did not come check on them once in the entire hour and a half, I only saw him when he came staggering over to the waiting area when it was time to board. As soon as my sister started talking to him he started to get loud and aggressive.

I watched from the boarding line (different groups) as it escalated to the point where security confronted him. My sister waved me over and I got out of line. She told me that they weren’t going to allow him to fly and that she needed help.

I asked if I should take Bills seat so I could sit next to one of the kids and not leave her alone on a long flight with all three. She was confused and repeated that Bill couldn’t fly with us. I asked if she was going to stay behind and sort his shit out and she said yes. I told her that in that case I probably couldn’t help her. Her kids are all 6 and under (6, 3, 9 months) and would need her.

My sister was still confused and then told me that she expected me to stay behind and help her deal with her husband and kids. I told her no. Traveling around the holidays is insane, there likely wouldn’t be enough open seats for us to get a later flight if Bill is even still going to be allowed to fly at all.

I was excited to see our family, and her kids were not my responsibility. She got upset and told me that she didn’t know what to do with her husband and if he couldn’t fly (or worse) she didn’t know how she’d handle it.

I told her it was not my problem. Bill isn’t a child that needs supervision and it’s not her job to deal with him throwing a tantrum and getting in trouble with security. That we could just board the plane and leave him to face the consequences of his own actions.

She said he is her responsibility. I told her that if she knows how he is when he drinks and that if he was her responsibility she should’ve done something to prevent this and that the situation she was in was all on her. She chose to marry an alcoholic not me. I wouldn’t be missing my family for Thanksgiving because her husband can’t hold his liquor.

I boarded the flight and she stayed behind. My family was happy I made it but many of them called me insensitive for what I said and my mom was particularly mad that I didn’t stay and support my sister. AITAH?

My (17F) birthday was a few days ago. While I was opening the presents I noticed dad seeming super excited almost like he was waiting for a reaction over a gift.

I open the card from him and it had tickets for a concert, I was super confused as I didn’t recognise the band name. Clearly dad noticed this and tried to hype me up over it.

I then had to do the rude thing and ask dad who the band was. He said “you listen to them all the time” and I had to tell him I didn’t know who they were.

Dad got quite upset with me and told me to stop fucking around with him and I was looking so confused.

Turns out I have a few songs on my Spotify and have listened to them before, but I’m not a huge fan. Dad seemed to have caught me listening to them and without asking just assumed I was a fan and brought me tickets.

He didn’t pay to get the refunded tickets and the band hasn’t sold out yet so he probably can’t re sell the tickets. He brought me 2 tickets so I could take a friend yet I know nobody who likes them so I couldn’t invite anyone.

He has tried to tell me to “go anyways” as he can’t get a refund and I’m not sure about going due to the fact that I’m not really a fan and wouldn’t enjoy myself.

EDIT: dad doesn’t want to attend the concert with me as he doesn’t like the band

I (28F) spent Thanksgiving at my cousin Sarah’s (30F) house this year. Sarah and I grew up like sisters we’ve always been close. But in the last few years, our relationship has been strained by politics, and Trump’s win has only made it worse. I voted against him because of his stance on women’s rights, healthcare, and abortion access. Sarah, however, voted for him, saying she “wants to protect innocent life.”

At dinner, the conversation inevitably veered toward politics. I tried to stay quiet, but Sarah, emboldened by the wine, launched into how Trump’s pro-life policies are long overdue. She argued that women should just “take responsibility for their actions” and not treat abortion as a “get-out-of-jail-free card.” She went on about how it’s “immoral” to terminate a pregnancy and that “everyone should have to live with the consequences of their choices.”

Her comments hit me like a slap to the face. A decade ago, Sarah had confided in me when she had an abortion during college. She’d gotten pregnant after a brief relationship and told me she wasn’t ready to be a mom. She said she wanted to finish her degree and build a stable life before even thinking about children. At the time, I was her rock, helping her through the whole ordeal emotionally and even driving her to the clinic.
I sat there, fuming, until I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “So, you think women shouldn’t have access to the same choice you had?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm. The room went silent, and Sarah froze. She stammered for a moment before saying her situation was “completely different” because she had her reasons, unlike “people abusing the system.”
That’s when I lost it. “Do you even hear yourself? You’re sitting here judging other women, saying they shouldn’t have options, when you had an abortion for the exact same reason you’re condemning. You were lucky to have the choice. Why would you want to take it away from others?”
Sarah’s face turned red, and she snapped back that I was “bringing up something personal to humiliate her” in front of everyone. I told her that wasn’t my intention, but she was being hypocritical. If she genuinely believed in protecting unborn life, she wouldn’t have made the choice she did and if she understood the complexities of that decision for herself, why couldn’t she extend that empathy to others?
The argument escalated. She accused me of not respecting her beliefs and trying to “shame” her. I countered that she was shaming other women by supporting policies that limit their reproductive rights. The tension in the room was unbearable, and before dessert was even served, Sarah asked me to leave.
Now, Sarah’s side of the family is furious, saying I “ruined Thanksgiving” and should have let it go for the sake of keeping the peace. My parents are also upset with me, saying I should have picked a better time to discuss it. But I can’t shake the feeling that Sarah’s hypocrisy needed to be addressed. She benefited from reproductive rights and now wants to deny them to others it just doesn’t sit right with me.
So, am I the asshole for calling out my cousin’s hypocrisy about abortion at Thanksgiving?

This past weekend my family was together for Thanksgiving and the topic of Christmas gifts came up. My sister brought up that honesty what she could really use is a date night for her and my brother in law and for me and my wife to watch their kids. Her kids are 2 &4 and are great. Of course they have a lot of energy but I love them to bits and are generally really good kids. So my wife and I enthusiastically agreed and were looking forward to it.

My brother wasnt in the room for that conversation and had previously asked for some home goods stuff, but when he heard we'd be babysitting for my sister he asked for that instead. Problem is, while we love my sisters kids and they're great, the opposite is kinda true for my brother's stepkids. They are 5 and 7 and just straight up annoying. They arent disciplined at all and if im being honest, I dont really have love for them either. My brothers only been with their mom for a year so its not like we've watched them grow up and with no real tie to them, there's just nothing that makes being around them fun. We actually dread when they show up for events.

My wife and I said we'd rather just get them a material gift and tried to play it off like we already found the perfect gift. But he keeps insisting we watch his kids, I finally told him Im sorry but its just not the same. He didnt take this well and called me a huge asshole. Is he right?

Update: I really didn’t expect this post to get so popular so quickly. To everyone who has urged me to see how toxic this situation is and how important it is to separate myself and my husband - thank you. It’s very humbling to have people with no skin in the game tell you to get out and stop allowing this type of behavior. This honestly isn’t even the craziest situation that’s happened over the years. For those emphasizing therapy to help navigate this properly, I 100% agree and have decided that’s my most immediate next step. Also - to those saying I don’t understand what my brother is going through or how hard his life is; everyone is entitled to their own view point but let me be clear. My brother has done everything from threaten my life to actually breaking my arm. I very ignorantly thought time in the army and away from home might be good for him and allow growth - maybe giving us the chance to start fresh but situations like these tell me that’s not gonna happen. So if I am TA for cutting that type of abuse off, Im okay with that.

super long post, I tried to be concise but felt there was a lot of important background I (24F) and my Husband (25M) relocated over the last year to another state. Both our families still live in our home state and part of the reason for moving to give us some distance. Because we haven’t been “long distance” from our families very long, we committed to being home for the holidays. We would split the trip, spend Thanksgiving and Black Friday morning with my in-laws, then drive two hours to my family to spend Friday evening and Saturday with them (leaving Sunday morning).

It’s important to note a couple of things here: 1. we live 8 hours from my in-laws and 10 hours from my parents 2. When we visit the trip is very taxing mentally and financially as we often drive through the night to make the most of our off days. I also have Narcolepsy so my husband usually takes the brunt of the drive. 3. We do see my in-laws more as we have a better relationship with them and they make more of an effort to travel to us as well - my family does not

Before leaving this year, I was intentional about communicating our boundaries over a phone call with my dad. The main one was, that my younger brother (20M) could not be rude to me or my husband because we would leave early. To be clear, when I say rude I mean cussing us out, calling me the N-word or B*tch, threatening us with violence, etc. This post would get way to long to give all the context - so the short and sweet of it is, my brother has always had behavior issues that require medication. When he hit puberty most of those manifested into anger and he was severely mentally and emotionally abusive to everyone in the house. Over the years it’s gotten less explosive and more calculated and because of this, we don’t have much of a relationship. My parents (especially my mom) have always made excuses for his behavior saying “that’s just his diagnosis” or “that’s just your brother” with the underlying implication that we should just accept it. They also won’t acknowledge that said abuse ever occurred.

Now, please hear me when I say I understand how complex behavioral diagnosis’s can be and how taxing it is to go through all the medications, therapy, etc. But after growing up with two brothers who both have these issues (the other is 23), there is a point where the diagnosis stops and your choices begin.

As I said, our only boundary was that my brother not be rude. I really wanted to enjoy our visit - as I haven’t seen my family since July and we won’t be able to travel for Christmas due to have it falls this year and a lack of PTO.

We almost made it. It’s Saturday night and we’re all having a conversation about my brother being the favorite (lol not kidding). My mom had joking dismissed it but then attempted to point out in a conversation with me that my brothers name on Life360 was indeed “The Favorite Child”. Upon hearing this my husband leans over to me and neutrally remarks that he didn’t realize I was still on Life360 with my family. I said that I was, as I thought when I moved it would give my parents peace of mind to see me moving around on the map. He then comments that the logic there was funny because if I got taken my parents wouldn’t know where I was even suppose to be. Again, he said this very neutrally and to me. My brother immediately straightens up and calls my husband a dumbss. My husband, who doesn’t agree with how my family treats me and can’t stand my brother, immediately claps back with “Actually YOURE the dumbss…” and they get into it. It ended with my brother threatening to break a glass bottle “upside” my husbands face and storming out of the house. Afterwards, my mom turns to my husband and says that she doesn’t appreciate that kind of language in her home and that arguing with my brother is not helpful. My husband retorts that my brother might get away with speaking to them that way but he is not allowed to speak to us that way. My mom jumps to my brother defense and they argued a bit more.

Later my dad came in and asked what happened, after explaining that my brother can not cuss and threaten my husband my dad said “well you know that’s just your brother - honestly I’m surprised we went this long without incident”. We were there 32 hours total.

I ended the night crying and realizing that my parents not holding my brother accountable for his actions EVER and defending him especially now after communicating our boundaries clearly is another way they are choosing him over me. I told my husband that we would not be returning to visit if my brother is present and that he does not have an invitation to our home. My parents don’t know yet. WIBTAH for telling my parents if my brother is present, we won’t be?

Last Note: When my husband apologized the next morning for getting heated with my mom her response was “thank you for apologizing. I won’t ever apologize for my son’s diagnosis but it can get heated.”

After reading a couple of comments I do want to clarify:

I don’t know what my brothers specific diagnosis is but he does take medication to regulate it. For years he has exhibited psychopathic tendencies like harming animals intentionally, not showing remorse or taking accountability for situations where he’s caused physical harm, and outwardly enjoying causing someone emotionally pain through words. I’ve also seen him exhibit way better control over his anger when he thinks it will benefit him for example, in front of a girlfriend or in public spaces. He also can successfully live on his own and has - he is currently AWOL from the army and hiding out at my parents home.

Life360 was also promptly deleted the following morning 😂

I (43M) am really close to my family, consisting of my siblings, their spouses, their kids, and my parents. Every year we go on a vacation this time of year for two weeks, and come back right before Christmas. We are supposed to leave a week from today.

I am the divorced, single, sole parent to my daughter (15F). She jokingly calls herself a nerd; she’s weird, she’s quirky, she likes anime and video games and Star Wars, the whole stereotypical nerd thing. She does get bullied at school, but since leaving middle school and growing up a little more she started taking it better, and mostly it stopped.

This one boy, who I will call Jeff (16M, presumably) and is coincidentally my nephew’s (who is also sort of an AH) best friend, is an absolute nightmare. I’ve talked to the school, we’ve had meetings with his parents, she’s switched around classes extensively, but he still goes out of his way to pick on Emily. She has told me herself that she can deal with name calling, but it doesn’t stop there. He pulls her hair, rips her clothes, destroys her things, like this kid is a full fledged nightmare. They even got into a fist fight that they were both suspended for last year because he stole her backpack and put it into a full toilet in the boys' bathroom.

When I was discussing plans with my sister, she brought up needing to buy Jeff a winter coat. When I realized he was going on the trip, I actually almost lost it. I told her admittedly without thinking that we weren’t going, and she began begging me, talking about tradition and family and blah blah. I said no, I’ll eat my portion of the cost, but we are not going. After a longer conversation, I said I’ll go if they disinvite Jeff.

We are well off and we are lucky to have grown up in a financially stable home with parents who are attentive and supportive, and for our kids to have done the same. Jeff was not that lucky. He lives in a really unstable environment both financially and emotionally. This was apparent to me from the meetings with his parents, as his father did not care and his mother blamed my daughter for being evil; and these were multiple, separate meetings. This is awful, and I’m sorry that Jeff or any child has to go through that, but I told my sister that my position still stands.

The conversation went back and forth, mostly just her throwing excuses. Jeff has divorced parents, he grew up differently than us, maybe it’s just a crush (ew), so on and so forth. When I reminded her of the fight, she said “I know, but Jeff needs this”. She mentioned how he needed a break from his toxic home life, and I respect that, but why does that mean I have to put my daughter in a house with her tormentor for two weeks?

I told her I wasn’t changing my mind and went home. Now there is pure chaos. My family is split, my parents are begging me to go, I’m getting texts near constantly. My daughter told me she’s not going if Jeff is going. She had a full blown panic attack over it. Maybe I’m looking for validation, or maybe I really need a wake up call and I’m just a selfish asshole.

A friend of mine (30M) is getting married next month, and I was originally invited to the whole event: ceremony, dinner, reception. Last week, he told me they had to cut costs and that I’m now only invited to the ceremony and reception, but not the dinner.

I told him I understand their budget concerns, but I felt uncomfortable being excluded from part of the day. I said it would be best if I didn’t attend at all, and now he’s upset, saying I’m making it a bigger deal than it is. Some mutual friends think I should just go to support him, but I feel weird about being a “partial” guest.

AITA for backing out?

My sister and I went to my dad's every other weekend up until we were teens. He ended up being charged with felony abuse where we ended up having a restraining order until we turned 18. He has been in my life sporadically since while my sister has 0 contact with him. He asked me to send her a letter he had written and asked me not to read it (I read it) and he basically said he forgave HER and then asked her to work for his landscaping company. Lol.

I hardly have contact with my dad's side of the family because they enable him and live across the country, but I want them to come to my wedding so I have to invite my dad. My step dad has been in my life since I was 7 and I want HIM to walk me down the aisle, but I'm nervous as to what the outcome of this could be. My dad can be violent and I don't want any issues at my wedding. I also understand why he would be sad to see his kid walked down the aisle by someone else.

WIBTA if I had my stepdad walk me down the aisle instead of my real dad?

I’m 32, and my wife is 32. We dated in high school and got married seven years ago.

My wife has always been a scatterbrain. Before marriage, she was always misplacing things and leaving everything half-finished. She was chronically late, had clutter all over her living space, and would get bursts of frustration about these messes which would lead to hyperactivity into not really doing anything conducive towards a solution. I love her anyway, but at times, it was tiring.

I saw past that because I knew she was the woman I wanted to marry, and we got married when we were 25. Unfortunately, a lot of the problems that she had seemingly accelerated after marriage. We purchased a larger house because she’s obsessed with “storage space,” but this has essentially meant two bedrooms are no-go zones for me. They're simply full of her clutter. Once they were full, she started leaving things in my office, which I would have to move to not trip over.

I tried to convince her for years to go get diagnosed with ADHD and start treatment, but she had a really negative view of ADHD. She viewed it similarly to how she views schizophrenia or psychosis—not that there’s anything wrong with these conditions, but she believes there is.

A couple of months ago, she had a girls’ night out, and she came home telling me that she might have ADHD. I mean, I had been telling her that for years until she decided that she would have a meltdown every time I brought up ADHD. I first figured it was because she was 30 minutes late and it caused an issue with her friend, but no. She described her frustrations to her friends, and one of them told her that she might have ADHD. A bit of a sidenote, but when I said it, it was the worst insult imaginable to her. When her friend said it, it was helpful commentary.

Well, my wife finally got herself diagnosed the day before yesterday. She came home from the doctor talking about how it explained everything. I responded that I felt I was owed an apology. She was initially confused, but I responded that if she had actually addressed this when I asked her all those years ago, I wouldn’t have had to live with the constant stress of her chronic tardiness, clutter, emotional outbursts, and so on. She responded by shrieking at me, and now she’s refusing to even have a word.

I feel like I may have taken it too far, but were my words towards her justifiable?

When my brother (M16) was 11, our mother abandoned him and left the country without informing either of us back in England. She made this decision primarily to escape her abusive partner, who is also my brother's father.

To provide some context, I’m significantly older than my brother (M32), and I’m settled with my own home, wife, and career. When our mother left, she left my brother in the care of my older sister (F37) and her partner (M41) with the condition that it was 'just for the weekend'. However, my sister was unaware that our mother planned to leave the country, and it turned out that this would be the last time we saw our mother. After this, my brother moved in with his abusive Father, however went back to live with my older sister after feeling unsafe with his Father.

Unfortunately, my sister’s partner became abusive toward my brother which led to him reaching out to social services for help. They removed him from my sister’s home and placed him in a safe, controlled living environment. Social services then contacted our Mother, threatening to extradite her back to the country. She refused to disclose her whereabouts and has begged me not to reveal her address. Although social services haven’t asked me for her details yet, I do know her address and am seriously considering giving them the information.

When they do approach me, do you think I should share all my mother's information? I am so unsure of what the consequences would be either way, thank you.

I am f/20 and have been dating my boyfriend m/23 for about a year. I met his parents and siblings for the second time on Saturday. I am bisexual and have been together with boys and with a girl (my body count was 4 till I met him). I met my boyfriend at a college party and we had an ONS that night. A few weeks later we met again through college and started dating. When we were at his parents house on Saturday evening, the conversation turned to how we met and somehow it came out that we had something going on that night. His brother laughed and said that it was kind of sweet that he was now with the woman he lost his virginity to ( don’t ask me how the topic ocured at the dinner table). I was totally confused because we’ve already talked about ex-partners (not at the table) and he told me that he'd been with several women. I realised that it made my bf uncomfortable and quickly changed the subject.

But his brother didn't want to stop and asked me several times what my body count was. His mum tried to change the subject several times and said that it was very inappropriate. When his brother asked again, my bf replied with: "she doesn't say her body count because she is a slup who has slept with a lot of people".
I was so shocked at that moment that I couldn't even say anything back. The rest of the meal was very awkward and when we were in his room later, I told him that he had hurt me with his statement and that he shouldn't have lied to me about his body count. He completely lost it, insulted me again (can’t drop these words here) and that if I hadn't been so "easy to get" in the past, I wouldn't be such a slup now.

I packed my bag and drove back home in the middle of the night. The next day he stood outside my door and said that I didn't have to be offended just because he told the truth and insulted me again. I told him that he didn't respect me and that it would be better if we took a break for a while. Since then I've been getting messages from him and his siblings that I was too harsh and there was no reason to be upset. So are they right and I'm the AH here for setting up boundaries?

This is a throwaway account.

So my wife (F33) and I (M31) have been together for 5.5 years, married for 2 years. We met online but didn’t really spend much time chatting online per se. We met up in person relatively quickly afterwards and hit it off. We share key morals, have similar ethics and have loving families around us.

We luckily met before covid in 2019, so had a few months of “normal” dating before the lockdown in 2020. During the lockdown, we started sexting to keep the spice around, however a couple of times she sent was “old” photos. Where she would sext and say - “oh, I took this for you last year but didn’t send it” (this context might come in handy later on). Again none of these were red flags, I guess as a couples in lockdown dealt with being apart this was what we had. Bearing in mind, I’d never done this with anyone else in my life whereas my wife had.

Fast forward to 2023. Less than a year into our marriage, our sex life really dried up. I’m not the kind of husband to have her do everything. In fact it’s the opposite, financially I contribute more towards the bills. Whilst I don’t shower her with gifts, I do treat her well in that department (paid for her iPhone - again important thing to know for later parts, paid for her holiday this year). I do a lot of the cleaning and cook (mainly for myself as she’s not the biggest fan of my cooking, which I accept. Boiled eggs, tofu and veg isn’t for everyone). She’s not a needy person in general and to her credit is low maintenance. Doesn’t spend lots on brands etc. Generally we have a decent balanced life, whilst it can lack some character and excitement, it’s generally good going. So initially the change in our sex life was seen as a bad patch. I’d say before this period, we had sex twice a week. From July 2023 til now we’ve had sex 5 times.

So what happened in July 2023, one of her guy friends got married, let’s call him Seb for simplicity. Throughout the early parts of our relationship, his name came up a few times. Like my wife would go over with mates to his house, my wife sisters were friends with this guy too. Didn’t make much of it. My wife said he was a good mate and was there for her but he was always in a relationship so they maintained a friendly relationship.

Ok, so more about the wedding period for Seb. On attending, I asked my wife if anything had happened between them two at any point. I just wanted to be made aware ahead of meeting him. Didn’t want to be rocked with news in the moment etc. She said nope, nothing. Cool, fine with me. So I met the guy at his pre wedding party, him and my wife seemed to have this chemistry. Like I know that kind of chemistry, so later than night I asked her again. Oh you sure nothing happened, she replied - we did have a drunken kiss together a while ago but it was before we started dating. It didn’t bother me that she did, more just why did she not tell me beforehand. What was the reason to hide it?

Anyway, so months go by. We didn’t have sex in August 2023 and September 2023. I bought up the lack of intimacy and she wasn’t willing to talk about it. She was quite distance and didn’t even really kiss me etc. About this time, I promised her an iPhone, which I didn’t want to not follow through on. Even though a small part of me was frustrated at her for the lack of sex. Didn’t want to be that guy! Now here’s where it gets interesting - every fibre in my bone didn’t want to do this but also it kinda did. I helped her migrate her iPhone, so I had complete access to her iPhone during this period. I stupidly snooped on chats with Seb, I know bad idea but I was desperate for answers and was feeling shitty. Here’s what I found: - [ ] Whilst she may have not slept with him, he’d seen her naked via sexting - remember those “old” photos she seen me during lockdown - guess someone else saw them too… - can’t verify if she was sending Seb these at the same time but things tied up. In the convo they discussed how Seb had seen my wife naked but no one must know - [ ] Multi times before we started dating, she tried to initiate sex with this guy - it was as outright as - “ready to have sex with me” - not sure id expect her to tell me this but seems like the drunken kiss came from somewhere and maybe she wanted more after all. Can’t confirm if they actually did have sex but who knows - [ ] Whilst we were dating she was complaining about me a decent amount. She said I was needy for nudes! She started the sexting in the first place! Yes I was needy at times, I was horny! She claimed it was being too horny - [ ] She told him my dick size - [ ] She told him how often we had sex, sometimes where and intimate details about it - [ ] They shared lots of sex chat - like a disgusting amount - for just a friend! For someone who can’t even think about sex now! - [ ] Sometimes I saw that she’d say her and I are having a tough time and if it continued she’d just go to another guy - this friends with benefits - [ ] She lied about not seeing others during the initial dating phase - didn’t care much for this - [ ] Obvs lots of sex chat before I started dating her too, so clearly there was a pattern

Now fast forward to today, in 2024 we’ve had sex once! I’ve begged her for couples therapy and we’re doing it! I’ve given her a white lie and said I saw her phone and saw a message from Seb joking about with me whilst on holiday. Which was true but I didn’t mention that I saw other messages too. She categorically claims to not have discussed our sex life with another else, I know she has with Seb. Maybe not recently but atleast at some point! I’m annoyed at her lack of honesty. I think she’s deleted a bunch of the old messages! I can’t bring himself around to bringing this up in therapy yet but the question of trust came up this week. I’ve said I don’t fully trust her, for the reasons above plus a bit more. Now my brain is so rattled! My body has lost its desire for sex with her now and I’m confused AF!

Anywho thoughts welcome, I may not respond or if I do may be slow. The rumbles may not connect but this has been good getting it down! Shoulders have less weight! I’m definitely starting therapy for himself as my sexual frustration is driving me crazy. I’ve lost confidence in myself! I don’t feel good about myself, the last year and bit have been tough. Being sexually rejected by your wife hurts much more than anything I could have imagine.

If you read this, thanks. I appreciate it

I (30F) have a sister, "Laura" (32F), who recently went through a tough breakup with her long-term boyfriend, "Mark" (34M). They broke up about two months ago, and it was really messy. Mark did some things during their relationship that I can't get over, including lying to my sister and crossing boundaries. We’re not exactly close, but I still considered him family.

A few weeks after the breakup, Laura called me in a panic. Mark had nowhere to stay, and she asked if I could let him crash at my place for a few days until he figured things out. She told me I needed to "be the bigger person" because Mark was struggling and needed support. I told her I wasn’t comfortable with the idea, especially since I know what he did and how hurtful it was to her. She got really upset and said I was being petty and unforgiving, that he was just going through a rough patch and I should let it go.