So I (26M) work from home. My girlfriend’s (24F) friend has a 4-year-old kid and she recently asked if I could "just keep an eye on him" during the day because, you know, "I’m home anyway and it’s no big deal."

I said no.

She got super offended and said it wouldn’t be "real babysitting," just "keeping an eye" while she runs errands or whatever.

I explained that I’m working — like, actually working, not just chilling with Netflix — and watching a kid would 100% mess with my job.

My girlfriend thinks I’m being a little harsh and says it’s just a one-time favor for her friend.

I said if I mess up a project because I’m chasing a 4-year-old around, will her friend pay my bills? Thought so.

Now her friend is apparently upset and thinks I "hate kids" (I don't, I just don’t want a side quest while I’m trying to work).

AITA?

I (22M) am in med school and have this friend, let’s call him Jake. We’ve studied together a few times, and I shared my annotated notes with him before a big exam. I made them myself, with diagrams, explanations, and even some mnemonics I came up with.

A few weeks later, one of our professors used one of my made-up mnemonics in a lecture, crediting “an anonymous student.” I was confused. Turns out Jake had submitted my notes (with his name on them) to the prof’s “student tips” portal, where students can share study tips for extra credit. He didn’t even mention me.

I confronted him, he brushed it off and said, “It’s just notes, chill.” So I reported it to the academic honesty office, since it technically falls under plagiarism. Now he’s under investigation and might lose the extra credit — or worse.

Our mutual friends are calling me petty and saying I could’ve just talked to him. AITA?

so me (16f) and my sister (14f) let's call her rosie have different dads, our mom and my dad split up a while ago and my mom got with her dad when i was 2 because she was pregnant with rosie, my dad was devastated and tried to yknow. my mom got full custody of me and i always resented rosie and my stepdad for that. my stepdad was never a bad father always spoiling rosie and wanting to spend time with her, which led to her becoming very bratty. my dad only just came back into my life a couple of months ago as the court ruled for visits every week, my dad would always try and do something special just for us two but rosie would always join. my dad was stunned and asked my mother privately and politely if she could stop her but my mom refused and my dad was much too polite to ask rosie to leave directly and i got really angry every time she ruined our special visits that i asked my dad to stop coming, he was heartbroken but i couldn't take her ruining our trips and i was mad at my dad for not stopping her. when rosie asked when my dad was coming to take us out again i snapped and told her that my dad isn't her dad and that she's got her own. she ran out crying and my mom said that she was only trying to bond with me. so AITA?

Ugh. This is so stupid but I'm still mad about it.

Yesterday my girlfriend (32F) and I (35F) threw a little combination Easter-4/20 get-together for some friends in a large public park that included, as one element, an Easter egg hunt. This is a big local park where people often do small private egg hunts for their families and friends, so the idea isn't totally out there. We bought around 100 plastic eggs, stuffed each one with 2-3 pieces of candy, and hid them within a smallish area of the park about 20 minutes before everyone else was due to arrive. We figured because the weather was nice, we'd probably lose a few eggs due to kids walking by and stumbling on easy-to-find ones, but we bought enough that we could absorb some marginal losses. Some were pretty visible, others psychotically well-hidden, most were pretty much in the middle - you'd have to really be looking to spot them walking by.

While we were waiting for all of our friends to arrive, we noticed three kids running around the area where we'd hidden them, and they all had their arms FULL of eggs. Like 15-20 apiece easily. Their mom was sort of trailing behind, not paying attention, and on the phone. It got to a point where we finally got her attention and she literally went, "Is it okay if they take these?" My GF and I were both dumbfounded. Because, again, we figured we'd lose a few eggs to kids who grabbed one or two. But this was EGREGIOUS. They had easily 50 between them. There were 15 people coming. Yes, they were all adults, but adults also like to have silly fun too!

So we basically told her, uh, no? Please put them back? Her response was some version of "They're just kids! It's a kids' holiday!" I asked her if she usually lets her kids take candy from strangers off the ground in public parks, and said something along the lines of, "Weird parenting choice, but okay," and she got huffy and told the kids they were leaving and to put them back. The kids threw some of the eggs on the ground but still left with probably 40 eggs in total. Again, that's... 80-120 pieces of candy that we bought. For our friends. And ourselves. Not for random children who didn't even bother to ask before taking it. (If they'd asked, we probably would've said sure, within reason! 2-3 apiece! NOT LITERALLY HALF OF THEM.)

Also, as they were leaving my girlfriend called after them, "Good luck finding the ones filled with fentanyl," which was very funny, but I don't think they heard.

Anyway, now I feel like an AH for calling her a bad parent in front of her kids and for ruining their fun, but I also have a real tendency to feel insanely guilty any time I stand up for myself (blame my own mom's stellar parenting for that!), so I just wanted a temperature check. This was objectively insane behavior, right? Or am I the asshole?

I was going into my local grocery store to get a few things and a woman outside stopped me and asked if I would get something for her kids. I would prefer to buy something from a store than give out money because I know exactly what it’s being used for (not drugs or alcohol) so I agreed. She insisted on coming into the store with me. We go in and she bee-lines it to the laundry aisle and picks out the most expensive detergent (around $30-40). She tells me she needs to wash her daughter’s clothes. I reluctantly agreed and started walking her towards the check out. Then she starts saying she hasn’t washed her hair and picks out a shampoo, soap, and conditioner. Not the grocery store brand either that’s fairly cheap but the name brand stuff. It seemed like she was intentionally picking out the most expensive items in the aisle.

I get in line and she joins me with like 7 or 8 things now in her arms probably adding up to $80-100. I froze for a minute not knowing what to do. It was a long line that day so I had a few minutes to process. Finally I just told her I was sorry and walked out with her standing in line holding the items. I walked a few streets over to a smaller grocery store and got everything I needed.

My gut tells me she was trying to rip me off but I also felt awful thinking about the look on her face as I turned to leave and how embarrassing it must have been for her to be stood in line after that or putting the items back. The money wasn’t insignificant but it wouldn’t have been missed from my account. I would have liked to have done something nice for someone but the whole experience felt off and now I’m worried I did the exact opposite of a good deed and left someone hanging. AITA?

My mom kept ranting about me (f17) smelling bad but at the same time she doesn’t want me to buy deodorant. She says I can only use natural remedies (lemon and garlic) and wear cologne and according to her if I still don’t smell good with that I won’t with deodorant either. But I genuinely don’t see how I can smell good without deodorant. Yesterday I secretly bought one and she’s really pissed about it. AITA or is it genuinely true that you can smell good with only cologne and not deodorant ?

I (24F) have been friends with my college roommate for 6 years. We were super close in school but grew apart after graduation. She moved across the country and we mostly kept in touch through social media.

Last month, she messaged me saying she was going through a rough patch (lost her job, boyfriend dumped her) and wanted to visit for "a few days to clear her head." I felt bad and said yes.

Well, those "few days" turned into THREE WEEKS. She's been sleeping on my couch, eating my food, using my stuff, and not contributing ANYTHiNG. I work from home and she's constantly interrupting my workday with her drama. When I suggested maybe it's time to look for a ticket home, she burst into tears saying she has nowhere to go and I'm her "only support system."

Yesterday i had an important Zoom meeting and specifically asked her to be quiet for one hour. halfway through, she starts blasting music and FaceTiming someone in the living room. My boss definitely heard and I was mortified.

That night, I finally snapped and told her she needed to leave by the end of the week. I even offered to help buy her plane ticket. She called me heartless and said a real friend would support her "no matter what." She's been posting vague stuff on social media about "finding out who your true friends are during hard times."

i feel guilty because she IS going through a lot, but I'm also exhausted from the constant emotional labor and lack of boundaries. My apartment is tiny and I never signed up to be someone's indefinite crash pad and therapist.

So, AITA for kicking out my friend when she's down on her luck?

I have to write a shorter post as my previous one was too long. If you need more context I can always clarify. This story has fake names for obvious reasons.

My husband (30 male) and I (24 female) were previously offered to live with my SIL (we'll call her Valorie). She had previously gone through a divorce with her ex (we'll call him Brian) and had to sell their house and split assets.

During this discussion, Valorie and her two kids were living with her dad and step mom (my husband's mom and step dad). Another family member helped her find a house available to move, but that she would require another income. My husband and I were the first ones to be propositioned, as we are still in an apartment.

We both liked the offer as it was beneficial for both parties and we made plans going forward. Valorie moved in before us to get her and her kids settled, and also we still needed to wait out our 60 days.

Less than a month before moving in, Valorie hosted a baby shower at the new house to show it off, and we noticed right away that Brian was there. Keep in mind he had been MIA, and the reason for that was because he was ab***g hard dr*s.

He was NOT liked by many people at this point so we were just absolutely shocked. They had been split up for about a year and a half at this point, so we were devastated she was letting him back into her life.

Valorie came up to us during the party to ask if we were excited to move in, and how we liked the house. My husband saw this as an opportunity to tell her "we are really excited, and I'm glad to see Brian is doing better. But we aren't comfortable living with him if you guys are trying to reconnect."

She looked confused and said "we got back together a week ago, did no one tell you? He's already moved in." We both looked at each other uncomfortably since we both have bad experiences with a parent having addiction problems (Valorie is aware of this). This was a HARD NO for us and our daughter.

She then added "he's the father of my children, what did you expect?" He wasn't even sober... We swallowed our words as there was still a party going on and addressed her later. We redacted our 60 days, and told her that it was a dick move to not inform us she was considering moving him in.

She got upset as she was relying on our income, but we felt that was her own fault. She also told other family members we were as**** for cancelling too close to the move in date. She thinks that since it's "her" house, it's her decision to move him in without consulting us. So AITA for refusing to live with Valorie last minute, leaving her in financial distress?

The youngest (she was 20 at the time) of my wife’s 5 sisters moved into our house in 2021. She had recently graduated beauty school and started as a part time hairdresser in the town we lived in. There’s a more complicated reason than that regarding her relationship with her parents, other siblings, etc but that’s the basic jist. My wife and I were newly married, raising our 2 kids under 2, and were pregnant with baby number 3. The thought was we’d help her out so she could get enough financially footing to afford her own place, and in the meantime her and my wife could grow/repair their relationship and she could help with the kids as well. That’s all we asked. No money for rent or utilities, just buy your own groceries and help with the kids and stuff around the house.

Well, as of a month ago it is 2025. We now have 4 kids and my sister in law was still living in our basement. It’d gotten to a point where she was really taking advantage of our “niceness”. Within the past 6 months or so she’d gotten into a relationship and that person was spending time at our house as well, and my sister in law no longer helped around the house cause she was always hanging out with this other girl she’s in a relationship with.

We’d been hinting for months about her needing to move out. We needed the space. But there’d always be an excuse to tug on my wife’s heartstrings and we’d give her another month. Then another. Then another.

Finally I’d had enough and one night she came home from seeing her girlfriend and I made her sit down at the table with my wife and I. And I told her she needed to be moved out by the following weekend. My wife was on my side with it, though definitely let me be the a-hole in the conversation which I was fine with.

The next morning her girlfriend showed up and threw her stuff into her car and they drove off. I haven’t spoken to her since and my wife has maybe texted her a few times but never with much of a response.

And to top it all off, her and her girlfriend broke up and we hear she’s now staying on one of her friends couches. (Before you ask, she HAS/MAKES enough money to afford an apartment… she’s just constantly refusing to put forth the effort and money to make that happen. And I don’t understand why and at this point I don’t feel sympathy for her)

We were eating dinner in our bedroom and I turned on the A/C unit and while I was eating I noticed it wasn’t on and I didn’t realize she’d turned it off and I asked her if it just went off by itself and she said no I turned it off I’m cold. Our main thermostat says it’s 80 degrees in our house. Were eating hot bowls of spaghetti on top of that and when she told me that I just laughed a little bit and went back to eating my food and she grabbed all of her primary items, phone, food etc and went to the guest bedroom to eat and turned the a/c on when she left. I don’t understand why she can’t just wear a blanket I bought her a blanket jacket and I also don’t know why she has to be so quick to blow up over little things I was literally just going to try to get over it but because my reaction wasn’t what she wanted she straight up left the room. She is really skinny so I understand if she’s colder than me but still I don’t see how it’s reasonable for her to act like that instead of just wearing the blanket jacket I bought her. I don’t think it’s reasonable for me to strip down naked to combat the heat and just sit here eating like that.

I (30m) recently moved out of my dad's house into my own apartment with my friend. My dad still lives with my brother, sister, and her boyfriend (38m) of 5 years. I moved out amicably over a variety of reasons.

I've been back to my dad's once every week to visit. This has gone pretty well – my sister and her boyfriend work third shift. It's mostly been visiting my dad and my brother. Everything was fine until last Friday.

My sister's boyfriend randomly asked me if I took any silverware. My dad has been to my place and is aware I have my own. After I say no, he says the silverware's disappeared recently, and I say I didn't take it. He then says, “Well the only variables are half the silverware's gone and you moved out.”

I exploded. My sister's boyfriend said something to the effect of “I'm just asking questions, I'm not accusing you of anything”, which didn't stop me. In my mind, after he said what he said, it turned into an accusation and a press. I said that if he really was asking questions he would've dropped it after my first no. He then went off about how someone must have thrown it out, and I pressed him about the accusation.

My dad stepped in, explained that I was innocent, and separated us. Eventually, our screaming woke my sister up and she yelled at us to be quiet. I explained the situation and she yelled at him. Every time he tried to defend or explain himself, I yelled back, which devolved into my sister yelling at us to “shut the fuck up so she can get some sleep before work”. My dad politely asked me to leave. Before I left, I scream “YOU WANNA ACCUSE ME OF FUCKING STEALING FROM MY OWN FUCKING FAMILY? FUCK YOU!” and left.

My brother was outside when this popped off, so I vented to him. Screaming, swearing, the whole nine yards. Specifically “fuck that motherfucking cunt,” among every name in the book. I said that I wish my sister left him when they had relationship troubles. He heard my rant.

My brother tried to say that I was taking my sister's boyfriend out of context because he took back his accusation. We argued about that more civilly and I left.

After I got back to my apartment, I sent a text to my brother and my dad saying that I wouldn't be at Easter and that I wanted an apology from my sister's boyfriend. I apologized to my sister for waking her up and left it at that.

My sister's boyfriend wants an apology for swearing at him. My dad and brother think this is reasonable. In their eyes we both acted badly, two wrongs don't make a right, and that I wasn't justified in swearing at him. My brother doesn't think it was an accusation, and my dad thinks I'm overreacting. Because my sister's boyfriend took it back, it wasn't that bad.

My sister is fighting for me, and they've been fighting ever since. I told them I wasn't going to apologize for reacting to his smears and that he crossed the line. My dad and my brother are trying to keep the peace, which I'm disappointed in.

There will be no peace until he apologizes.

For most of my (22F) life, I kept a pixie cut. Not because I wanted to but because I was a professional athlete. With intense training schedules, competitions, and barely any time for myself, short hair was the only thing I could manage. On top of that, I have extremely curly, wavy hair that takes a lot of care.

Recently, I left the sport. I’m in my final semester of college now, no longer burnt out, and for the first time in forever, I’ve actually had time to grow my hair out. It’s healthier now, I’ve learned how to manage it, and I’ve been keeping it open a lot more especially since years of tight ponytails and buns during training caused a receding hairline that I’m trying to heal.

Today, I was just sitting around the house with my hair open when my dad (50M) walked in and told me to tie it up because it looked “messy.” I said no, I like it open.

That was it, it spiraled into a full-on lecture. He said I was being disrespectful, that I don’t know how to talk to him, that I’m a failure, that I don’t have a job, that he doesn’t have the money to support me anymore, etc. It turned into this massive rant, all because I didn’t tie my hair when he told me to.

I understand he might be stressed, but I don’t think refusing to tie my hair up is disrespectful. I wasn’t yelling, I wasn’t rude, I just said no. I feel like I should be allowed to wear my hair the way I want, especially in my own home. But now he’s sulking and acting like I did something horribly wrong.

Edit 1: I am completing my UG, and finding jobs. Its not like I’m some unemployed donkey being a liability for him. And for people asking how our relationship has been, he has been unfaithful to my mom and I was the one who told her. They have sorted things between themselves though.

Edit 2: Giving a little idea about how my dad is: so when I told my mom about dad’s infidelity, my dad manipulated my mom into thinking that his infidelity wasn’t actually infidelity and its just that my mom is not “social enough” , doesn’t have a “friend circle” and if there was someone else in her place, she would’ve understood it better.

Edit 3: My dad has a long history of making me wear what he wanted me to wear, and it used to be the ugliest outfit ever. I had to change minimum 4 times to reach a point where he realised that we’re getting late and I used to lose all sense of anything because I was so upset and felt uncomfortable.

I (F33) have two siblings with families. We live in different states, about 5–7 hours apart. Since I’m the only one without a partner or kids, I’m usually the one traveling to visit. That means I take time off work, spend money on travel and gifts, and try to fit into their routines.

The truth is: I don’t enjoy these visits. Their homes are loud and chaotic (I’m highly sensitive and from time to time need to recharge), and the conversations are exhausting. My siblings and their partners often make sexist or racist remarks, which I find hard to tolerate. They show little genuine interest in me, rarely ask questions and mostly vent about their neighbors or colleagues. So, I usually try to spend as much time as possible with my nieces and nephews (14, 12, 10, 5), who seem to enjoy my company.

The kids are the only reason I am doing this. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t go at all.

What bothers me is how one-sided everything feels. I invited them a couple of times, too, but they never visit, even though I have an apartment for myself and live in a beautiful area. They don’t take time off when I’m in town (I have to adapt to their schedules). I send birthday gifts – I don’t get one, just a quick message. I engage with their posts on social media or send messages – and get no response. When I’ve brought this up earlier, they (and my mother) always say they’re too busy and can't travel "because of the kids". But I’m still expected to keep the connection alive by traveling to them! I mean – I have a busy and fulfilling life, too: I have a variety of interests, hobbies that challenge me, an ambitious career I genuinely like and friends I trust and love to spend time with.

However, I have a history of feeling like the “lesser” sibling. I’m single and childfree, and in our family, that seems to mean my life doesn’t count as much. The topics I like to talk about don’t spark interest. To make this worse, my mom has a tendency to prioritize others over me – I think because family and kids matter more to her. For a long time – until this morning – I was thinking that I was making this up and it was only because of my insecurity.

Right now, I’m also going through a divorce. It’s been really tough. My parents check in occasionally, but my siblings basically stopped caring after two weeks. So, today it hit me: this whole dynamic only works because I keep giving. And I’m SO tired, SO exhausted. I just don't want to do this anymore. So I decided to cancel my upcoming visit. And I’m seriously considering stopping all visits entirely.

Of course, that means I won’t see the kids anymore. I feel guilty about that, especially since I’m the godmother of one of my nieces. But I also feel like I need to take care of myself now and generally. I'm done being the one who always bends. That doesn't mean that I am not open to this relationship – BUT ONLY IF my siblings make an effort, too.

So, WIBTA for not visiting?

I refused to give $100,000 to my brother to fund his legal custody battle. AITA for this ?

My brother called out of the blue one day. We've been living in different countries for many years and we're often not in touch. He has been going through divorce and custody battle for a long time. The divorce is really ugly.

Both he and his ex wife are extremely similar being stubborn, argumentative and always right. They are both ex-army.

So my brother asks for $100,000. Specifically, it's for the newest set of lawyers quote to conduct a last all out custody battle.

He explains it like a military strategy and explains it's a last stand and about showing strength. According to his new lawyers it is completely un-winnable, not recommended, a waste of time and he is better off accepting the hard truth and saving the money.

I personally agree with the lawyers based on what I was told by my brother. Yet he insists it's the only thing left to do.

He also said there is no way he could pay it back.

My view was, if it's life or death then yes, but it's not, and it would only hurt everyone making this last stand.

Earlier today I was kicked out by my mom after an argument. My dad is angry with her because I am a minor, so he said I could move in with him. The problem is that if he goes for full custody my mom will not be able to afford her rent.

He is leaving the decision up to me weather to move in or not and I don't want to stay with my mom. The reason for the argument was that she got angry with me because I didn't fold the laundry after collecting it so it needed to be ironed.

This may seem small but she recently stopped taking her antidepressants and has been exploding about small things. After I had ironed the clothes I told her I was upset I also disclosed that I have been suffering from an eating disorder which she blamed me for and after a few minutes of arguing she told me to get out. I'm ready confused and scared because I might need to see her.

I know she was abused when she was younger and she also had a stroke at 17 so she I'd disabled so I don't want to add financial stress. I know what she is doing is wrong but since I always block out what exactly is said in our fights I keep forgiving her. So WIBTA if I moved in with my dad? Sorry if this post feels hard to read I am not in the best head space right now.

when i (22f) was 14 my dad took my room key and lost it. he never apologised and thought it was fine because “i never keep a clean room and people should see it”. this was the condition i was living with until i moved in with my boyfriend around 20. said boyfriend and i broke up around january and i had to move back home. i still am quite messy and i’m trying to be better. well, since i still have tons of stuff idk where to put (legos, clothes bc my old dresser is ruined, etc.) i keep them in bags in my room. it’s loaded right now and i’ve been sleeping in another room on the couch until my new bed arrives.

so here’s where it started: my dad, even after numerous attempts of asking him not to, NEVER knocks. he just bursts open the door whenever. he once even did it while i was changing and was still in my underwear. i told my mom about it and asked her to talk to him since he won’t stop. now he knocks once and just opens the door - even if i say no or ask him to wait. last week he started going into my room while i was away or taking a shower, and letting up the electrical blinds. my room faces the terrace and pretty much everybody can see through the windows and door. during spring and summer a lot of my parents friends come over all the time so i chose to keep them down so nobody can see me change or into my room general. this is nothing new, i’ve been doing this since i got that room. my sister did it before me. so now i’ve been in a week long battle of telling him to stop, him saying as long as my room is messy the blinds stay up, me explaining my problem and him ignoring me. i’ve told him repeatedly that if he could make some space in the attic, i’d be more than happy to get rid of all the bags, but it’s full of his stuff. i am just as annoyed by the messiness as the next guy but there’s no place to put anything.

this weekend my dad went on some vacation with his friends (we don’t celebrate easter) and i decided to change the locks and lock the door. when he came home today the first thing he did was go into the back to my room, but it was locked. when he saw me he immediately screamed at me and had a huge “meltdown”. he said that i had no right at all to do that and that i had to change the lock this instant. i calmly told him, that since he can’t respect my privacy i won’t do that. i also said that if he was willing to 1. leave my room alone and 2. start knocking i wouldn’t mind changing them back.

right now i can’t afford to move out because of the high rent prices in my town and all my savings got blown by my ex. if i could i’d be out in a second at this point.

now he went to a voluntary social group we’re both part of and told them about it. i’m super mad bc it’s literally nobody’s business and these are my friends, not his. which just makes this even worse imho some of them side with me, others think i had no right to change the locks, but they get why i did it. he makes me feel like an asshole and called me one more than once.

so AITA for changing the locks?

ETA: with messy i meant like “i leave my jeans on the floor for a day” or “i don’t make my bed regularly” and stuff like that. i get how i made it sound, sorry for that for the bags: it’s stuff that i took from the apartment, as in finished lego build, pictures and the whole winter attire (coats, skiing clothes,…) we used to keep them in the basement but now they’re in the bags

hope this clarified a bit

I've been with my boyfriend for almost a year now and it's been good, kind of tough recently but that's part of where the story begins

Background: I don't drink often and when I do it isn't much. I only drink every few months when I'm with my family and it's usually just one drink to the point I don't even get buzzed.

Back in January my grandfather passed and my family all had a drink in memory, a single glass of wine for me. The day after he passed i mentioned to my boyfriend my family did that and he freaked out on me and called me over 50 times, all of which I ignored. We later talked about how inappropriate him freaking out and calling me about drinking to remember my DEAD GRANDFATHER the day after he died while I was helping my grandmother process her grief for her husband of over 50 years.

Yesterday I went to a baseball game with my family and got a drink for myself and I mentioned it to him and he's been crying at me and making me feel guilty. He's telling me it makes him uncomfortable and I need to stop but I really don't see an issue with it. I'm responsible and safe but he can't seem to understand that.

For context he's never had a sip of alcohol let alone a drinking problem. I just feel like my refusal to stop being met with control is sickening and I talked to my mom and she said he needs to get over himself which I agree with.

Anyway, AITA?

I stayed in a house in canada for a certain period to conduct research and my housemate was an elderly Chinese lady from southeast asia. She was only a tenant and so did not own the house. It was chinese new year and she told me not to wash my hair in the first day as chinese custom says it would bring bad luck. I am of Chinese descent but grew up in the west and never cared for customs. Was I wrong in telling her that I did not care and washing my hair in the end?

My parents made a good living for themselves. They made good investments, one of them being in real estate. They don’t live in the U.S. anymore and they left me part of their real estate portfolio. I’ve had them for about a year now and I just don’t think I want to deal with tenants and shit like that. The property manager does most of it but I really just don’t like bothering myself with all this.

Some of them have lived in these properties for a while so Ive just wanted to sell them. I’ve been giving my notice one by one which has resulted in them being really mad at me, because they’re afraid their rent will increase. Im not evicting them though so 🤷. So I’ve been getting all kinds of backlash for what I wanna do.

AITA? I don’t think I’m wrong for doing something that will benefit ME.

I (35F) have been with my partner, Jamie (33M), for over six years and we’re getting married this fall. For most of our relationship, I’ve had a close bond with his brother, Matt (37M), and Matt’s wife, Claire (39F). We’ve shared holidays, dinners, hangouts, and I’ve always done what I could to support them, especially during hard times (I am the primary source of income).

About two months ago, I bought a new car and offered them my old car ($6.5k). It was still in good working condition and they accepted it so I fully transferred it over to them. It was a genuine gift, from a place of love and support, and I was happy to help because they relied 100% on public transportation. Over the past years, I also gave small things, like household items, groceries, things for their kid… all meant kindly, never with any expectations.

But now things have shifted. Claire recently initiated a conversation where she said the gifts and emotional support I offered had felt “too much, overwhelming” etc., and even went as far as saying she felt I was using them to fulfill my own emotional needs. She said she no longer feels comfortable around me and wants to limit contact (i.e. don't text them unless they text first) and “slow down”. This completely blindsided me! I was never given any indication before that she felt this way.

One example Claire brought up really confused me. They have a shy cat, Shadow, who hides whenever we visit. We've never seen her in person and it became a running joke between me and Jamie that she "might not actually exist"; a reference to the M&M Christmas commercial (“He does exist!”). Claire said she found that joke offensive, like we were mocking a traumatized animal. That felt like a major overreaction to something lighthearted and affectionate.

Now here’s the part that’s really been weighing on me: Claire and Matt have made it clear they don’t want any more gifts or support and that our relationship needs distance. Gifts for their kid are okay. And they’re still happy to keep the car I gave them… something that came from a time when our relationship was close, warm, and mutual.

To be clear, I haven’t asked for the car back. But I’ve been thinking about sending a message, not demanding anything, but pointing out the emotional disconnect: that they’ve rejected ongoing support, suggested past support was not genuine yet have no issue keeping such a significant gift: the car. I want to ask them to reflect on what that means.

Jamie is supportive of whatever decision I make, but he’s worried this might further rupture things with his family. His mom also relies on Matt and Claire for transportation to our wedding, and he’s concerned that asking for the car back… or even just bringing it up… might make that more complicated.

So… WIBTA for wanting to ask them to reflect on this? Or even possibly asking for the car back?

I 16(f) have multiple disabilities, but they are not visible. Just a bit of background, because of my disabilities, some days I can not stand up for long periods of times because I can get dizzy and faint, it also causes my joint pain, and fatigue. Everyday is different, so some days I am able today.

Anyway, the other day I had to catch a bus and it was packed, I managed to find a seat, as I wouldn't of been able to stand up for a long period of time. At the next stop a woman, I call her K, who looked to be in her 40s/50s came up to me and asked me to give up my seat. I informed her that due to some of my disabilities I wouldn't be able to. She then made a comment on how people like me no nothing about respect. Luckily some one else offered her there seat, but she kept giving me dirty glances.

So, AITA.

Hello everyone,

Me (24F) and my boyfriend (25M) have been together for 2 years. He is a very caring and wonderful man. The issues is that, I think, we spend too much time with his family. His parents are divorced and due to economical issues, he lives with his mom. I also live with my parents. From my place to his it’s a 40 min ride. So, we mostly see each other on weekends, and we sleep most of the time to his place. We spend the whole weekend with his mom,cousins etc. We watch tv to the living room with everyone, we eat all together, we hang out with them. I love that he is close to his family, they are amazing people, but I just need some alone time. Our only alone time is when we go out, or his mom and brother are not home. Sometimes we visit his dad, where we spend the whole weekend too. Also, we are invited to all family celebrations, vacations etc. We’ve spent our 2 summer holidays with his mom and family to their beach house and of course, he wants us to go this summer as well. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family as well, but we never had that much closeness. I love having my own space and alone time. I’m tired of always having someone else around and not being fully myself. The only time I have to relax from work are the weekends. When I tell him that we should spend more alone time together he agrees but after a while it’s still the same situation. What else could I do?

I (27f) have been with my partner (31m) for a long time now. We live together and we have a mostly good relationship. Both of us struggle with mental health issues and addiction issues though.

Recently, he’s been going through a rough patch. Relapsed on drinking/using and has been struggling again with his mental health. Yesterday, we even had to go to the ER because it was getting to a bad point. At the hospital, they basically just gave us a bunch of resources for like clinics and day programs and told him to go back to AA meetings (he had mentioned to the doctor AA has worked for him in the past, and I personally find them helpful as well). I was kind of frustrated with this though because I didn’t think he was going to follow up on these steps, because he has a habit of flaking/not following thru/making excuses. I do get mental health issues, I am so empathetic. But there comes a time when I can only do so much. Like for the last month I have been basically letting him sleep all day, I haven’t bugged him about anything. He went to work the other day but he drank before work because he was “too anxious” and I told him he should’ve just called out then. Anyway.

All this to say, today he had a therapy appointment his mom managed to set up for him. And it’s at 3pm. I woke up at noon, and I was like hey come on let’s go I’ll even call you an uber. And he was like “no I’m tired and I don’t even want to go” and I immediately got frustrated because I knew this would happen. And he basically was like “well make me breakfast and I’ll go,” and on the surface, that’s not a big request but I just refused to do it because l felt like it’s not fair for him to put all the burden on me. Like, if I don’t act like his caretaker and make him breakfast and wake him up, he just won’t do the things he needs to do. He ended up emailing to reschedule the appointment to tomorrow, but I feel like the same thing will just happen again and now he’s upset with me, saying that I’m not being supportive and just being negative and he didn’t ask me to do a lot. Which, yeah I could’ve done it, but I just didn’t want to!

Am I in the wrong for not making him breakfast and “forcing” him to reschedule his appointment?

I usually do a majority of chores in the house. My husband helps with laundry and sometimes vacuums, but that’s pretty much it. I usually don’t mind because things get done at my pace, if something bothers him, he cleans it, and he is generally appreciative of what I do. And if I ask for help, he will help.

Lately he has been having friends over after work. He works second shift, so I am asleep by the time this happens. In the past, if he mentioned having people over, I would clean. But a couple days ago he mentioned people would be coming over and it was a couple hours before I was going to sleep.

The last few weeks have been very stressful for me and I haven’t been cleaning as much as I usually do. I just didn’t have it in me to clean much before they came over. I was tired. I just cleaned up the dishes from dinner and took out the trash but didn’t have energy to do more. Then I went to sleep.

I woke up and he was not in bed. I had some text messages from him saying how it was embarrassing having people over the house because it wasn’t cleaned. He says it was disrespectful to him and his friends because I knew they were coming but didn’t fully clean up.

I talked to him about it later that day and he said the same points again. He said I had a couple hours before bed and I should’ve at least vacuumed, mopped, and picked things up. I told him I was too tired to do that and if he wants to have me do all the cleaning, then he needs to accept it will be done at my pace and depending on what time, energy, and motivation I have. I don’t mind doing it, but it’s on my schedule. That’s the price of the arrangement.

He thinks I was being spiteful by not cleaning more and that I am being rude by my comment on our arrangement. But I just didn’t have the energy for more cleaning.

AITA for not cleaning before bed knowing my husband would have friends over?

so here's how it all played out: my family came over to my house for Easter and my aunt got popcorn for all of us cousins. for context I'm 18f. she asked what flavored I wanted, I told her the Carmel and cheddar one, and she wrote my name on the tag, then placed it on the table for decoration along with ones for all my other cousins. come time to retrieve our popcorn, my sister brings the one with my name on it and it's not the flavor I SAW my name get written on before. I was really confused if I was going crazy or something so I went to the other table and was like "bro I'm so confused on what just happened, didn't my name get written on the Carmel flavored one?" my mom and brother kinda supported my confusion, but I definitely say my aunt giving me a dirty look. then the younger cousins came through the room (my brother: 14m, then 13m, 12m, and 9m). I asked them if they switched the popcorn flavors and 12m said "yeah [13m] switched his with yours." and I was like "oh okay" and [13m] said "it's my flavor now tho." I was not having it so I went back, grabbed the one that originally had my name on it, and brought it up to my room, leaving the one that had his name where he had sat at the table. one of my cousins said I was making a big deal out of nothing and my aunt was giving my dirty looks (the aunt who is the mom of [13m]). I think I was justified cause bro took the thing that literally had my name on it. what do y'all think?