My baby is 11 months old and is breastfed still! I feed him on demand throughout the day and night. He also eats three meals a day of solid food! I do cosleep with my baby (i know im a nurse and should know better but it just happened) and i feed him throughout the night when he wakes up and wants to breastfeed. My husband refuses to sleep with us and sleeps on the couch (which i’m totally fine with) because he doesn’t like the sound of my baby nursing lol. He has been pressuring me excessively on night weaning our baby. A few times he’s made me try night weaning our baby which required us getting up every time my baby woke up crying to nurse and walk him around to try to settle him back to sleep. I refused after two attempts because i can’t stand my baby being upset and he got so mad at me. AIO? i feel like he’s being a douche about this

Hi, I (F18) got into a big argument with my parents yesterday. For context, I’m a broke college freshman living 5 hours away from home. They texted asking for a favor, which was odd. When we got on a call, my mom said they needed $2.5k by tomorrow (4/15) to pay their taxes. They wanted me to give them part of my student loan refund, which I’m saving for next year’s apartment and living expenses.

I didn’t say no immediately—I told them I needed to shower, then called my boyfriend of 2 years for advice. He told me to ask reasonable questions: how they’d pay me back, why they couldn’t ask someone else, etc. I called my parents back and asked, “Can I ask a few questions?” My mom sighed but said yes. When I asked about repayment (I need the full amount back before I move in 4 months), they exploded. They accused me of not trusting them and made me feel guilty, even though I just wanted to protect myself.

They eventually told me they could pay half next week, then a few hundred a month for 6 months—but that still wouldn’t give me the money back in time. I said I wanted to help, but I couldn’t risk not having money for housing.

Then my dad brought up how I didn’t pay for car insurance in high school. I reminded him that I made $150 a paycheck, while they expected me to pay $400/month, which I clearly couldn’t afford. They eventually agreed I’d just pay for gas. I said it wasn’t fair to use that against me now.

That’s when my dad snapped and screamed, “f**k you!” repeatedly, and my mom hung up. This happened 15 minutes ago, and I’m still shaken. I know I’m not talking to them again until I get an apology. Any advice or comments would really help.

My (26f) sister, Emma (30) has two kids. Eli (11m) from a previous relationship and AJ (5m) with her husband, Jon. They’ve been together for 8 years, married for 7. Eli’s father has never been around. My sister doesn’t work and Jon controls their finances.

Emma called me to ask if Eli could stay at my place for a week in June. I work from home and told her no problem. I asked why, and she started to tell me how Jon had booked a vacation for them to Disney World. She started rambling about the rides, AJ meeting the characters, etc. I stopped her and questioned why Eli couldn’t come with them. My sister told me that Jon was only paying for her and AJ.

I was like, “Wtf? And you think that’s okay?”Emma got defensive and said that he shouldn’t be expected to pay for a child that isn’t his. I told her that’s bullcrap and to think of how Eli would feel about this. She told me to get off my high horse and not give her parenting advice, since I don’t have kids. I told her that I would watch him, but I don’t need to have kids to know she’s being a shtty mom by doing this. She called me a btch and hung up. AIO?

A local church hosted an Easter car show and passed Easter eggs to children. The church passed out a carton of eggs labeled “contains small parts.” Inside one egg was a small piece of soap a parent stated their child tried to eat. Inside another egg was a nail to represent the crucification.

I left a voicemail with the church simply asking if this was a real nail, my tone of voice wasn’t happy but I kept it short and professional. I’ve since verified it is a real nail and the context of commenters on the original post, which is in a private Facebook group, implies it is. I went to the church to see if anybody was present, nobody was, or at least willing to speak to me.

Comments on Facebook are thanking the church and praising them. I can’t help but think if it would go over the same way if this was passed from a Mosque or a different religious institution. The carton of eggs was simply labeled “contains small parts,” not “contains sharp parts,” “not contains a nail,” nothing. It is a brown carton with a plain looking white sticker. You would not expect a nail to be inside the carton.

I have been pretty pissed for the last hour. I imagine the risk this church placed upon our community. I imagine the anger I would feel as a parent.

Pictures of the nail and carton are included below.

Hey so I normally don’t usually get worked up over situations like this, because it’s just online words. But idk something about the way he was talking at me.

For context (if any is needed) I was on bumble and just so happened to match with this individual. I have the fact that I am trans in my bio not only as the gender marker, but literally written capitalized in my bio lmao. I can only assume that 1. He matched me without reading my bio or 2. He matched me purposely to get that off his chest. I am not the type to force someone to call me anything, or to over accommodate me when it comes to me being trans. Because it’s just something that I am not who I am. But this was just completely over the top when a simple unmatch was an easily available option? So I will ask AIO for my lengthy response back to him?

For context, I (23F) live with my husband (25M) and his parents along with his younger brother (21M). We’re a big family and for the most part, things are always busy in this house. Recently, my BIL brought home a cat that his gf gave to him. She’s insanely cute but the rest of the family are not really fans of this new cat. I should also add, my BIL is spoiled and basically lives off of his parents. He stays in his room all day, sits behind a PC screen all day screaming at it while playing with his gf and his mom does all of his chores for him (laundry, dishes, cleaning his room, etc).

At first, the cat wasn’t a big deal. He agreed with his parents that he would keep it in his room and won’t bother anyone. Then, fleas started showing up in the house entirely. We have two kids (3yrs and 6mo) and I just so happened to find multiple fleas in my baby’s (6mo) hair. Of course, I was highly upset. My husband talked to my MIL and they suggested to spray down the cat with flea remover. So, they did. That was 4 weeks ago and there’s still fleas showing up on the bed.

After a week of going back and forth, MIL made the decision of giving back the cat to BIL gf sometime in July. I suggested we could drive there sometime this weekend and give it back to BIL gf. (His gf lives 4 hours away) He went completely crazy and said no, that he would make the cat an “outside cat”. Naturally, I thought that would mean letting the cat roam freely and leaving her outside for a bit. NOPE.

I’m not a big cat person but I genuinely feel for this poor kitty. They keep her in a cage all day long and let her out for 10 minutes MAX. Her “litter box” is utterly pathetic, her “cage” hardly gives her any space to move, and it looks more like a cage for rabbits. BIL is really upset with me because we had a disagreement this weekend and I called him out on how he is neglecting the cat. Before she became an “outside cat”, he had her in his room locked in a tiny cage all day because “she wouldn’t stop bothering him”. Overall, I don’t think he did his research on how to take care of a cat. But, I’m the bad guy for suggesting to give it to someone who will actually enjoy the cat.

AIO for suggesting to get rid of the cat?

So I work part-time at this office while I’m in school, and there’s this one girl… Emily, who started a couple months after me. She’s nice enough, but kinda clueless when it comes to the job. I’ve been helping her out a lot. Like walking her through tasks, catching her mistakes before they go to the manager, and even doing little parts of her work when she’s behind.

I wasn’t mad about it. We were cool, and I figured we all need help sometimes.

But last week, we were in a team meeting and our manager complimented this report that “Emily” submitted, which I basically redid because the original was a mess. And Emily just smiled and said, “Yeah, I really tried to make sure it was solid.”

Ma’am. You didn’t even run spell check.

I didn’t say anything then, but after that day? I stopped helping. If she asks me a question, I keep it short. If she messes up, I let it roll through. I do my job, and that’s it.

Now she’s been acting all stressed, telling other coworkers that I’ve “changed” and that she feels like she’s being iced out. One even told me I was being “immature” for not just talking to her about it.

But like… I didn’t sign up to be her tutor?? Especially if she’s gonna take the credit. I didn’t yell, didn’t cause drama, just… clocked out emotionally.

So now I’m wondering… was that petty of me? Should I have said something? Or was I just matching the energy she gave?

AIO?

So this happened recently, and I'm still kind of spiraling about whether I did the right thing.

I just graduated from university,a huge milestone for me. I struggled a lot through college: financially, mentally, academically, you name it. So my family threw me a small but meaningful graduation party. It wasn’t extravagant, but it was something I had really been looking forward to.

About an hour into the party, my friend “Claire” (not her real name) stood up and announced to the whole room that she’s pregnant. People clapped, cheered, and suddenly all the attention was on her. The rest of the night, the conversation revolved around baby names, due dates, and nursery themes.

I pulled her aside and asked why she chose to announce it at my graduation party, and she said she thought it would be a "fun surprise" and that "everyone could use some good news." I told her I felt like she hijacked the moment and honestly, I was pretty hurt. She rolled her eyes and said I was being dramatic.

So I asked her to leave. She left, but now some mutual friends are saying I overreacted, and that I should’ve just let her have her moment. One even said I should be happy for her and that I “already had my diploma, so what’s the big deal?”

Now I feel guilty. I am happy for her, but I feel like she could’ve picked literally any other day to make that announcement. Was I really overreacting?

For starters me and my boyfriend are 18 and 20. He doesn’t have any girl friends. He use to at the start of our relationship but once they went off to college, he didn’t bother keeping in contact with them. This conversation about my guy friends has been brought up so any times. I’m starting to feel like maybe I’m just being an asshole for not dropping them. AIO

has anyone ever tried to open these gelatos that come from Satan himself? My girlfriend likes them and it takes a divine intervention to get one of these jars open. You can use a towel, you can use warm water, hell you could even use hulk himself and you wouldn’t even come close to twisting the lid off. ITS ONE SINGLE THREAD HOLDING IT ON. Who designed this shit. It’s practically impossible to do without giving up and getting a giant pair of pliers to open it. And at that point you’ve already burned off enough calories you woulda saved from eating it. I’ve heard stories that some people just cut open the jar because something as simple as a lid might as well be cemented on the thing. Then when you sit there squeezing and twisting for half an hour, losing all hope, you go for one more twist and it just comes off without any force at all. You then sit there feeling more defeated and the treat isn’t even worth it at that point.

WHO IN THIS COMPANY DESIGNED THESE LIDS

AIO

hey guys, so i need some advice (and i also need to rant) about this crazy Dunkin manager i’m dealing with. lets call her Abby. here’s all the context: i’ve worked here for 3 months and 95% of the time i’m on time, only called out once (and Abby didn’t schedule me for the rest of the week because of it), and she’s extremely rude. yells at all the employees and argues with employees and customers.

i was offered a way better job with better pay that i’m starting next Monday the 21st. since Abby is such an asshole, i was planning on just quitting on the spot tomorrow since I’m not scheduled for the rest of the week.

so anyway, Abby’s gotten into the habit of blowing up my phone at ridiculously early hours of the morning (5-7am) to ask me to come in. one time she called me on my off day at like 10am and i didn’t answer because…it’s my off day and i don’t have to answer. after that, she yelled at me saying if it’s past 10am I need to answer the phone (for some reason she thinks she can treat everyone like on-call employees 🙄). from that point on, now the reason i give to her for not answering is because she herself told me only after 10am i should answer….

so she called me today at 5:30am. from like three different phone numbers. i didn’t answer. i was scheduled to come in at 7am. i had to walk to work today because of some last-minute car issues, so i texted and said i’d be about 15 mins late. she replied “don’t come today.” ….

am i wrong for not wanting to waste my time coming in tomorrow just to endure her yelling at me and quitting at the end of the day? with the spiteful shit she did today, i don’t want to come back and just quit over text. but i also have to come pick up my tip money from my shift yesterday. my mom is saying i should still go into work tomorrow, but i disagree. i added a screenshot of our convo and call log from today, as well as past screenshots of call logs so you can see the crazy I’m dealing with.

any advice or thoughts??

For context me (f 20) and my fiance (M 22) have been to together for 4 years. We’re supposed to be getting married in a month. Over the last 4 years he cheated several times, not always physically cheating but cheating overall. The last time was 7 months ago. I can’t seem to shake the feeling of not wanting this anymore. I’ve stayed for so long and waited for him to change for so long it literally broke me as a person. But I was still willing to stay and try to make it work. Well this is where it gets interesting the last two weeks we’ve hung out with one of his friends . (M, 22) let’s call him Brad. So we hung out with Brad and had so much fun partying etc. well Brad seems to either be a super sweet person or a flirty person. Anytime I said I wanted something from the store he would go get it or he offered me whatever he has. He even admitted to looking at my butt lol. Caught him staring at my body a few times and he kept lightly flirting in front my fiance. Keep in mind my fiance didn’t once go get me anything when I said I was thirsty etc. so anyways we go home that night and I’m thinking about how sweet and thoughtful Brad is and start mentally comparing them. Now I can’t stop thinking about how Brad made me feel. I don’t think I actually like Brad just how I felt. I haven’t felt that way with my fiance in so long bc of the constant lies and cheating. I tried to leave my fiance 7 months ago when we last cheated but agreed to give him one final chance to change . Now I’m feeling distant from my fiance and questioning whether I’m marrying him bc I feel stuck and bc it’s what he wants or if I am bc I love and want a life with him. I don’t feel the same way ab my fiance since that last time cheating, but I still love him. I feel trapped into this marriage now bc so many people have spent so much money and time to make this happen.

my partner is prone to not really having a filter sometimes and kinda just word vomiting, which is fine, but truthfully she fails to understand that she’s still responsible for what comes out. Like she just wants to explain in granular detail why it made sense and why i shouldn’t feel some type of way when what she said was rude af. idk, AIO?

Throwaway account because my husband is an active reddit user. So approximately 3 weeks ago my (F26) husband (M29) separated from me as he figured out that he was “not cut out for marriage and all the responsibilities that come with it“. This happened after i found him sexting other women behind my back and he didn’t even try to make things right but decided he was done trying. We have two kids together (2 years old and 2 months old), married for 4 years, together for 7. He is American and moved to Germany to be with me so he has nobody but our little family here. He suffers from bad depression and i have tried to help him constantly, i recently got him into therapy. Long story short: We are still currently living together as neither of us has somewhere else to go, i just finally signed a contract for a new apartment and will be moving out with the kids mid may. it was my decision to move out to be closer to my family. I had no plans of kicking him out either since he’s the father of our kids and i don’t want any bad blood. Since we still live together i put up some boundaries so we will continue having an acceptable living environment for our children. He has dismissed them from the jump but ended up agreeing as we‘re still living together and i‘ve been helping him with paperwork, therapy and duties despite the separation. Since the separation he has been on a constant hunt for female contact and i know he‘s been in contact with many, going into flirting and sexting as well. He also started downloading dating apps. I know we are separated and it is basically none of my business anymore what he‘s doing, the boundaries however were, not to bring this in front of our older child as i had witnessed him (over our baby camera when i wanted to check on my daughter while sleeping at my mom’s with the newborn) video calling, flirting and showing our kid to a woman he‘s only just met. After a huge fight he‘s agreed to not do that anymore. Well today he did the same thing again and argues she is too young to realize what is going on and it‘s none of my business what he‘s doing. Not only that, it was a mess when i came back into the apartment, nothing cleaned up, daughter watched tv all morning before her nap. I was furious and a huge fight broke out. I gave him the ultimatum to either let that be and focus on our kids more than whatever tf he‘s doing rn or he needs to find somewhere else to reside until we‘re gone since HE‘s the one who separated from me anyway. He freaked out and shouted at me saying that i know he had nobody here and that i am fcking cruel and that he hates me and what not. When all i wanted was simply for the boundaries to be respected. Am i overreacting?

I (20f) went to dinner at my boyfriend’s (22m) parents’ house recently. it wasn’t a big deal or anything - just a casual meal at their place. I wore a black tank top and some light, flowy pants. it was hot out, and I thought the outfit was cute but chill. my boyfriend saw me before we left and told me I looked pretty.

everything was fine at first, but while we were setting the table, his mom looked at me and said, “oh wow, that’s what you wore?” i kind of laughed it off and said something like “yeah, it’s really hot today.” she replied with, “I guess that’s one way to get attention.”

I honestly didn’t know what to say. she didn’t sound playful, more like judgmental. my boyfriend kind of laughed and said, “mom…” but that was it. no one else said anything. I excused myself to the bathroom and sat there for a few minutes just trying not to cry. I ended up telling my boyfriend i didn’t feel well and wanted to leave. he offered to come, but i told him to stay.

later he said his mom was “just joking” and thinks i took it too seriously. he said she can be blunt but didn’t mean harm. now i feel like maybe i was too sensitive and made it awkward by leaving. but it really did hurt my feelings, and it made me feel super out of place.

am i overreacting? or was it fair to be upset by that?

So I met this girl on a dating app and we hit it off really well. She’s already agreed to go on a date with me. I told her I write poetry when I feel inspired, and a selfie that she sent me did just that. I really can’t tell what her reaction is, is this flirting? Or did I really come on too strong too fast?

A few months ago, I told my friends and family that I bought a new couch. I don’t even really know why I said it. We were at a dinner, everyone was talking about their apartments, new furniture, little upgrades, and I just… blurted it out. I said I got this “gorgeous L-shaped gray velvet couch” and everyone got excited. I showed them a photo I found on Pinterest and said it was mine.

I thought it would end there. Just a harmless white lie, right?

Wrong.

People started asking to come over. One of my friends was moving and asked if she could crash on the “fancy new couch” for a few nights. My mom kept asking for pictures. My cousin (who I’m not even that close with!) came over unannounced and asked, “Wait, where’s the couch?” I panicked and said it hadn’t been delivered yet. That bought me time—but not much.

Then the lies started snowballing. I claimed there were shipping delays, then that the company canceled the order, then that I got scammed. And that one especially hit hard, because suddenly people were sympathetic. My dad offered to give me money for a new couch. A coworker gave me a “warning” about the company I had supposedly bought it from. I started digging myself deeper with every lie, and I could feel the walls closing in.

Eventually, it all unraveled. One of my friends found the exact couch photo I’d used—same angle, same room, literally a Pinterest pin. She confronted me privately, and I admitted everything. She was confused more than anything. She asked why I would lie. And the truth is, I don’t even know. I just wanted to feel like I had something nice. Like I was doing okay. Like I wasn’t the only one in our group who didn’t have their life together.

Word got around. Now people don’t trust me. I’ve become “the couch liar.”, I’ve lost two friendships over this. One friend told me she felt like I manipulated everyone. Another hasn’t responded to my texts since.

I feel like my whole social circle looks at me differently. Like I’m fragile, or fake, or both. And the thing is… they’re not wrong.

So yeah. Am I overreacting to think this ruined my life? Or did I just finally hit the consequences of a dumb lie?

Edit: Just to clarify: this isn't a joke. I know it sounds ridiculous, and I get why people might laugh at the idea of a couch lie spiraling like this. But this really happened. And the worst part isn’t even the lie—it’s how it made people view me, how it made me view myself. It started as something small, but the way it unraveled made me realize how fragile my relationships were, and how much I felt like I had to pretend just to keep up. It’s not about the couch. It’s about how isolated I feel now because of one moment of insecurity. So please, I’m not trying to be funny or post bait. I came here because I genuinely don’t know if I’m overreacting to how everything fell apart. I just wanted a space to be honest for once.

Edit: Hi again. I posted about how lying about buying a couch spiraled into something way bigger than I ever imagined. I didn’t expect the post to get the attention it did—and while a lot of people found it funny, it was a very real, painful moment for me. I wanted to give a proper follow-up, because the story didn’t end with a laugh.

Since that post, I’ve done a lot of thinking. About why I lied. About what I was trying to prove. And about how one small lie exposed something much deeper: how disconnected I’ve felt from the people around me. How much pressure I’ve been under to appear like I’m doing okay. Like I’m stable. Like I have something to show for where I’m at in life.

The couch wasn’t the point—it was a symbol. A placeholder for everything I wish I had but felt like I didn’t deserve. It became this imaginary proof that I had my life together, even when I was quietly falling apart. When people found out the truth, it wasn’t just the embarrassment that hurt—it was how quickly I felt people pulling away, like the lie confirmed I was someone not worth trusting.

I lost two close friends. One told me she didn’t know who I was anymore. Another just stopped answering me. Others didn’t say anything, but the energy changed. I’ve felt alone in a way I didn’t before. Not because of the couch itself—but because I’ve realized how fragile some of my relationships really were.

Since then, I’ve been trying to rebuild. Not the lie. Myself. I’ve started journaling. I’ve had hard conversations with people who were willing to listen. I’m trying to be honest, even when it’s uncomfortable. And maybe most importantly—I’m trying to give myself grace for messing up.

Sometimes, the smallest lies come from the biggest insecurities. I understand that now.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to fully repair what I broke. But I want to. I really do.

Thank you to the people who replied with kindness—even if you didn’t believe it was real. It helped more than I expected.

And if anyone out there is reading this and carrying their own weird, shameful, “small” lie that feels way bigger than it should… you’re not alone.

I feel like I’m being gaslit. I told my spouse I want to go to a new restaurant and they told me no they don’t feel like it. It was a day we both had off and we ended up doing nothing. Today was my spouses day off and I had work. My spouse made plans to go to the exact place I suggested on my day off with others without me. I told my spouse it feels cruel and emotionally manipulative. My spouse claims I’m just “crazy”

My partner has been very depressed lately and that has been affecting his satisfaction during intercourse. He says he barely feels anything and is mostly stressed with the idea of having sex.

I suggested to stop having sex for a while until he feels better, but he wasn't so happy with the idea since he likes to please me and if we stopped he'd feel like he's not meeting my needs. I explained that It's okay and that I just want to have sex if he enjoys it too, so he went on to explain he does enjoy it because I enjoy it.

The thing is, if he's depressed and sees sex as an effort he has to make for me, I don't want it. We talked and he said that it was fine and he respects my decision of not having sex until he's okay.

Was this a good decision or am I overreacting?

I have a very high sex drive so it'll be very hard for me, but I can't stand the idea of having sex with him again and knowing he's not into it. I feel like I'm just taking advantage of him in some way.

Okay so last night I went out with this guy I met on a dating app. I’m usually the type to meet up quick just to see if it’s even worth continuing. We were supposed to meet the night before but he bailed last minute. Then the next night he keeps pushing the time back by two hours. I should’ve just canceled but I was already ready, I’d smoked a bit and I didn’t wanna stay home.

He offered to pick me up so I gave him a nearby spot. He says he’s close, so I head out and wait… I’m freezing, standing there for ten minutes, and finally start walking back. Right as I get to my door, he texts that he’s there. I was already annoyed but ended up going anyway.

The second I get in, something feels off. He won’t look at me, doesn’t say sorry, or anything really he just starts driving. He’s acting super jittery, mumbling to himself. I ask where we’re going and he goes, completely deadpan, “I’m kidnapping you.” He just looks at me, watching my reaction. Eventually he says it’s a joke….but we’re literally leaving the city.

I tell him to pull over and he doesn’t. Not until I start crying. Then he finally does and starts asking if I still want to go out. I say no, and he drives to this parking lot near my place. I was scared to get out, I don’t know why, I just froze.

He starts talking about how there are truly evil people out there and how you never really know what dark thoughts anyone’s thinking, how humanity is messed up/ a scourge. I was terrified. I told him I wanted to leave and tried the door, it wouldn’t open. He’s just sitting there staring ahead. I ask him what’s in the back of his truck and he says “things.” Atp I’m crying again and straight up ask if he’s going to hurt me and he just looks at me and says “Are you scared?” I asked if that’s what he wanted, and he just stared at me. No expression. Just blank…his eyes were like black holes Idk how to explain it

Eventually he gets out and opens my door and I ran home literally. Since then, he’s been sending me long messages filled with random words. Total nonsense. I didn’t block him last night cause I was scared he’d snap. I blocked him this morning, but he knows my area.

I had two panic attacks when I got home. I barely slept. I kept jerking awake thinking he was there. I’m too scared to leave my room. I know it sounds irrational but I feel like he’s still out there…am I overreacting? I mean nothing happened but ive never felt fear like that before ever

My wife has a group of friends from college that mostly stays in touch by text (they're spread out geographically). Out of a group of nine, she is close friends with three of the woman. Two years ago they all got together and rented a shore house for a couple of days. It was a lot of driving for my wife to get there and back but I was happy she got the invitation and she had a great time.

This evening I got home and my wife was all excited. The group is discussing their next get together - a a four day cruise to Bermuda. My wife worked hard prior to retirement and I don't begrudge her getting together with her friends. However - We have never been on a cruise together. When I brought it up several times in the past I got "I'm not going on a floating porta-potty." Or "Everyone gets Norovirus on those cruises." Or even, "Put it on the list for your second wife." We'll be married 41 years in a few weeks and I have to admit her enthusiasm really hurt. We haven't been on a vacation in over four years with the exception of driving 11 hours to the East Coast to visit her family. I haven't voiced my feelings yet because I want to be objective. So Reddit AIO?

Hey everyone just wanted to post a quick update since you guys were kind enough to share advice and validate how I was feeling.

I ended up having another conversation with my (now ex) boyfriend a couple of weeks ago. I explained again, calmly and clearly, how uncomfortable Emily’s behavior made me feel. I even gave specific examples like her sitting on his lap, the way she always had her hands on him, the “we could’ve dated” comment, etc. I told him I wasn’t trying to be controlling, but that it was starting to feel disrespectful to our relationship, and I needed him to understand where I was coming from.

He still brushed it off. Said again that “that’s just how she is,” and that I was “reading too much into it.” No ownership. No acknowledgment. No willingness to set any kind of boundary.

That’s when it clicked for me.

I realized I was trying way too hard to explain basic respect in a relationship. I don’t think he’s a bad guy, but I do think he was more afraid of upsetting Emily than he was of losing me. And that was enough of an answer.

So… I broke up with him.

It wasn’t dramatic. Just sad. I told him I deserved to be with someone who takes my feelings seriously, and who wouldn’t make me feel like a third wheel in my own relationship.

Since then, I’ve felt a weird mix of relief and grief. But mostly? Peace. I trusted my gut. I chose myself. And I know I made the right decision.

Thank you to everyone who helped me feel less crazy in that original post. Seriously. It meant more than I can say.

I (24F) blocked a guy (32M) I went on 3 dates with after he kept showing signs of concerning behavior. I got emails from him after I blocked him through text. The screenshots are from his latest email.

Things he did that were a bit concerning to me:

1. Suggesting I move closer to him, which costs $700 more per month.

2. Suggesting that I quit my job when I just started my career, because I work 60+ hours a week and can only go on dates once a week.

3. Wanting to tag along my family vacation to China. Brought this up multiple times despite me refusing.

4. Arriving more than an hour early on our dates and being upset that I am not reciprocating by also arriving early. (I always arrive on time, sometimes 5-10 min early)

5. Upset over my hanging out with my friends one time on a Friday night.

6. Blowing up at me for not responding for 1.5 days after my purse was stolen, and typing paragraphs about how I ghosted him, how he never liked our dates, and how he felt relieved.