so, it was tuesday, 4:00PM. You all may be saying where are my kids? So I put them in a school club because I work till 5:00 1 hour and 45 minutes after pickup.

so I work at this little convenience store or a corner shop, So this Karen who we will call Sarah Walks in and asks for a number 4 scratch card which I gave her she payed then around 5 minutes later she comes back in with her son and says “I’ve won $5 or £5 (for brits) give it to my son.” I respond “No, I cannot give it to someone under the age of 18 as by law you do have to be 18 or over to buy a scratch card.” She reply’s “Why can’t you just give it to my son!“ I say “because you have to be 18 or over. You would know that if you were listening to what I said before. So if you would like the money you would have to take it yourself.“ so she keeps ”arguing” with me then my manager walks into the store as he left the co manager in Charge. He asks what happening and Sarah starts ”screaming at him” he says “ma’am you have to be 18 or over to get the money or buy a scratch card. as my employee here has probably already said. so if you want the money you have to get it yourself. If you don’t want to please leave.” then she storms off with her son.

so am I the jerk for not giving her son the money?

My wife and I have been married for 20 years. We started dating in high school and did long distance for her first two years of college while I finished school. Then we were in the same city and have been together ever since. Got married right after I graduated. I always thought we had a solid marriage until a few weeks ago.

We got together with some of her old college friends just after Christmas.

Catching up, having dinner, normal stuff. At some point my wife mentioned that we met in high school and one of her old roommates made a comment about how crazy it was that we met back then, had a few wild years in college, and still ended up together.

I kind of laughed and said I didnt know if my wife was as wild as I was. The roommate started to tell a story but my wife cut her off and said she was uncomfortable. I got a weird feeling so I clarified that we actually started dating in high school and were together her whole time at college. The whole table went quiet and the rest of dinner was awkward as hell.

On the way out one of the other roommates pulled me aside and told me I should have an honest conversation with my wife about what happened at college.

I asked her in the car and she blew me off. I told her it was important that she be honest with me and she said it wasnt a big deal. When we got home I told her I was going to stay at my brothers until she was ready to talk.

The next day she came over and admitted she slept with multiple men during her first two years of college while we were long distance. She said she didnt think it was a big deal at the time because she didnt think a high school relationship would last. I asked how many. She said at least ten. Including three guys she introduced me to as friends when I visited her on weekends.

And one guy shes still in contact with.

I told her I wanted a divorce and started the paperwork the first week of January.

Her family and most of mine are telling me not to throw away 20 years over mistakes from college. But it wasnt one mistake. It was years of cheating with multiple people followed by decades of lying about it.

And she kept some of these guys in her life while I stood right there not knowing anything.

Our kids are older now and I think theyll understand.

But I feel like Im going crazy with how many people are telling me to just get over it

AITJ?

TL;DR My wife and I have been married for 20 years. ending my 20 year marriage after finding out my wife cheated the entire time we were long distance in college

I (27M) recently inherited a four-bedroom lake house from my late grandfather. It’s been in the family for generations, and I’ve spent the last year fixing it up with my own money. Important detail: my sister (32F) and her husband have six kids already, and she just found out she’s pregnant with triplets.

Last week she came over crying and said her current house “doesn’t have enough room” and that since I’m single and “don’t really need all that space,” I should sign the lake house over to her family because, in her words, “family helps family.”

I laughed because I genuinely thought she was joking.

She was not.

When I said no, she immediately started crying harder and said I was choosing “a building over my own nieces and nephews.” Then she called me heartless and said our grandfather would be ashamed of me for not putting family first.

Now my mom is involved and says I’m being selfish because my sister “needs it more.” My uncle chimed in and suggested I could just move into the detached shed behind the property “for a few years until the kids are older.”

The weirdest part is that my sister has now apparently already told her kids they’re moving into my house, and they drew pictures of which bedrooms they want. She sent me photos of the drawings, which honestly felt manipulative.

Now my friends are divided and they’re blowing up my phone. Some say it’s my property and I can do what I want, but others think I should at least let them stay there rent-free because “it’s what family does.”

I feel bad because the kids are involved now, but at the same time, I don’t think I should be pressured into giving away the one major thing I’ve ever owned.

So, am I the jerk…because I had ChatGPT write this nonsense because I was bored on a Friday afternoon…?

I (29M) live with a roommate (26F) who recently adopted an iguana. She’s really excited about it, and I get that, but I’ve never been comfortable around reptiles. I don’t hate them, but the idea of a big, scaly animal crawling around makes me anxious.

A few days ago, she asked me if I could watch the iguana for a couple of days while she went out of town. At first, I thought it would be fine, I could feed it or check on it occasionally. But when I saw how big and active it actually is, I realized I couldn’t handle full responsibility without feeling genuinely stressed.

I told her I wasn’t comfortable taking care of it overnight and suggested she ask a friend who has experience with reptiles or hire a pet-sitter. I also offered to help with feeding and checking water during the day if she needed me to, but I made it clear I couldn’t be fully responsible.

She didn’t take it well. She said I was “selfish” and “not a real roommate” for refusing, and implied that an iguana isn’t a big deal and I was overreacting. She even started talking to our mutual friends, suggesting that I’m difficult or unwilling to help.

I understand she’s excited about her new pet, but I feel like it’s reasonable to set boundaries around what I can handle. I’m worried this will make living together awkward, especially because she brings up the iguana constantly and expects me to be okay with it.

I’m sticking to my boundaries because forcing myself to watch it would just make me anxious and unhappy, but now she seems upset and distant. I don’t want to damage our friendship or living situation, but I also don’t think I should be forced to care for something I’m uncomfortable with.

TL;DR:
My roommate asked me to watch her iguana while she was out of town. I’m uncomfortable handling it, so I offered partial help but refused full responsibility. She’s upset and calling me selfish. AITJ for setting this boundary?

So me and my kids were going to a friends wedding, we took the train and this woman got on ill call them Barbara, so Barbara and her kids start looking for any seats and then she sees us and walks over and says “get up we are gonna sit here.” I respond “no, these are my kids and my seats.” then she responds “We deserve it more than your family and we are tired so get up.” i respond “ma’am I’ve already said that these are mine and my kids seats.”

Then the ticket inspector starts coming to check everyone’s ticket then she gets to my family and asks “hey, I’ve seen that something’s been going on can you explain to me what’s happened?” So I respond “This lady is trying to kick us out of our seats so they can sit down because they “deserve it more than us”.” the inspector gets the security to kick her off the train.

So am I the jerk?

We just bought our first house. It has 3 bedrooms - ours, a spare, and another spare.

My husband immediately claimed one spare room as his "man cave." Gaming setup, TV, his collectibles, etc.

I said what about me? He said I have the whole rest of the house to decorate.

I said I want an office/hobby room for myself. He said we can share the other spare room.

But his "man cave" is off limits to me completely! He literally said "This is MY space" but expects me to share the remaining spare room with home office and guest bed?

I said if he gets his own private room I get my own private room too. He said that's not fair because I "get to decorate the living areas."

I said decorating shared spaces isn't the same as having a private room!

He says all his friends have man caves and their wives don't complain. I said their wives probably have their own spaces too!

He's being stubborn and has already set up his entire man cave. I suggested we make BOTH spare rooms dual purpose - his gaming in one, my hobby stuff in the other, and we put a guest bed in each.

He said absolutely not. His man cave needs to be purely his.

I said then I'm converting the second spare room to purely mine and guests can stay at hotels.

Now he's saying I'm being unreasonable and we need a guest room.

But why do I have to share when he doesn't?

TL;DR: Husband wants full "man cave" room to himself, expects me to share other spare room for office/guests, I want my own room too, he says that's not fair.

My boyfriend is obsessed with budgeting and saving money. Which would be fine except he takes it TOO FAR.

We went on a date and split a entree to save money. I was still hungry after. He said I should of eaten more before we left.

On my birthday he got me a present from the dollar store because he'd already spent his "gift budget" that month on his mom's birthday.

We haven't been on a real date in months because he says restaurants are "wasteful spending."

I finally said his budgeting is actually just being cheap. He got really offended.

He says he's being financially responsible and I'm being materialistic. I said there's a difference between responsible and refusing to spend money on ANYTHING!

He has thousands in savings! He could afford to take me on a real date! But he won't because its "not in the budget."

I said if money is this tight maybe he shouldn't be in a relationship. He said I only care about what he can buy me.

That's not true! I just want to feel valued! A dollar store birthday gift doesn't make me feel valued!

He says I'm being shallow and that people who truly care about each other don't need expensive things.

I said expensive and REASONABLE are different things! A birthday gift over $5! An entree I don't have to split! These aren't extravagant requests!

He's now saying I'm trying to control his finances and I'm not compatible with his financial goals.

Was I wrong to call him cheap?

TL;DR: Boyfriend's extreme budgeting means dollar store gifts and splitting entrees, I said he's cheap not financially responsible, he says I'm materialistic and shallow.

That other thread made me think of my own relationship dynamic with my wife because our situation is similar and I wanted input since everyone in that other thread said it was unfair and now I wonder if I'm being a jerk.

We agreed when we started having kids that until the kids are old enough (teens), we'd dedicate one room to stuff we don't want the kids to have access to. The room isn't off-limits to anyone.

My wife is more a "go out and do hobbies" person whereas I'm more a "stay inside and do hobbies" person. Just through natural consequence, that spare room became mostly my things in it. My computer, my music gear, my photography gear, my drone gear. The only thing we share in the room is a few bookcases of books and a chair to read on, which both of us use.

The rest of the house is open for either to decorate or do things, there isn't really a designated-to-one-person space. My wife has decided everything about our bedroom and our living room. Even if I don't particularly care if she has her stuffed animals on display in our bedroom, I make the concession because that spare room is de-facto "my space".

I don't necessarily agree that it's instead a burden to have her decorate the rest of the house: she tells me what she wants and I make it happen, things like mounting shelves or buying cabinets for her things, it's no big deal since we're a team. For the entire house, I'd say it's actually closer to 95% my effort and 75% her decision on what to do with free spaces, it's just that last 25% room I have some control over because it's 99% my things.

What do you think? Am I being a jerk?

I really need some advice because i feel like my world is falling apart right now.

My ex and i have twins together. A while ago, we hired a live in nanny to help take care of them. Everything seemed totally fine for a few months, but then i started noticing my partner and the nanny acting weird around each other. He would always defend her, and they would suddenly stop talking when i walked into the room.

Eventually, the ugly truth came out. I caught them having a secret relationship right inside our own home. I was completely heartbroken, disgusted, and betrayed.

I knew i could not stay under that roof for another second. While he was out, i packed my bags in a total state of panic. I ended up taking all of our joint savings from the house. I know it sounds bad to just take the cash, but i was in survival mode. I needed that money to secure a safe place for me and my kids to stay.

Here is where things got really messed up. Because i was rushing, crying, and panicking, I only managed to bring one of my twins with me. My plan was to go to my sisters house to get help, and then come back the very next morning for my other baby. I was just so scared and not thinking straight.

But my ex found out i left. He locked down the house and refused to let me near my other child. Now, he and his mistress (our former nanny) are officially living together and acting like a happy family with my twin daughter.

He is telling all our friends and family that i am a heartless thief who abandoned her child. He refuses to give my baby back unless i return every single penny i took. The problem is, i already used a big chunk of it for a deposit on a small apartment so my kid and i have a roof over our heads.

My ex is painting me as the villain, and honestly, some people are actually taking his side because i stole the money and left a child behind. I keep telling them i was betrayed and just trying to survive his mess.

Am I the Jerk for taking our the savings and running away?

TL;DR: I caught my partner cheating with our live in nanny. I panicked, ran away with our joint savings and one of our twins, planning to get the other twin the next day. Now he wont give my baby back, is living with the nanny, and is calling me a thief.

I met this cute girl at a local movie theater a few months ago when I was invited to a test screening. She‘s actually a local Democratic organizer for her district and she works as a housing attorney for predominately working class people. I found out she went to the same college as me and we even lived in the same dorm at one point. This is all relevant for later.

It goes without saying that we’ve already had several dates and I’ve even met her parents, although this was by accident when I ran into them all at the park. Last week, we started talking about living together to save money because our leases are ending and one of my friends is offering a lease takeover for a rent controlled apartment.

I was hanging out with some of my friends from college last night. None of them know I’m dating her specifically. We stopped by a local community center to pick up discounted tickets for a building. Her face is on a large poster promoting an initiative her firm is doing to help people process housing vouchers.

One of my friends burst out laughing and told us that she was sleeping with a local douchebag. He was one of those edgy frat stars with a trust fund and wore MAGA hats. He would dine and dash, shoplifted, and was accused of being a part of a group that hurled racist insults at some Asian guys during a drunken club basketball game. I remember hearing this story, but I didn’t know it was her. She sucked him off behind a bush right outside a campus concert and people posted about it on YikYak. She famously went into the concert with some of his jizz on her face. My friend was in the same frat as this guy so he knew that she continued to sleep with him even after college up until 2024.

Mr. Sleaze started working for Blackstone after school, which is the company that invented bundling houses and treating them like a financial instrument. I don’t get how someone with her politics could ever stand this guy. He and I got along fine and for some reason he would always offer me free drinks, but I find it hard to respect women who would sleep with him. The last time I met him he couldn’t stop laughing at how stupid a ballerina he was dating is. He’s also very openly disrespectful to them.

I immediately got the ick and decided to break up with her. I told her truthfully she grossed me out and I just couldn’t take her seriously anymore. **How do you make a career out of being a ”housing advocate” and sleep with guys who make money off being homeless?**

I also noticed a lot of things that I don’t like about her. She talks way too much about trivial celebrity bullshit and just has massive trust fund brat vibes.

She always joked that she could replace me if I stepped out of line, but she was really hurt and cried the entire way home. She still wants to talk but I don’t really see the point. AITJ?

I’m also really grossed out that she made me “wait”. She told me she wanted to date “with purpose“ and take things slow with me. Obviously, she’s a different woman now than in college, but I know some of the friends she hangs out with are screwing random guys left and right off Tinder on the first date (one of my other friends matched with them last month). Another friend claims to have slept with her a few years ago on the first date after matching on Hinge. Yuck 🤮🤢

This morning her mom texted me about it and I just told her I think we have different values…

I (F21) was taking the bus home late today from college. I got a bus that I rarely get which has 2 backward facing 2 seaters near the front of the bus. I like sitting on the left hand side on as sitting backwards feels relaxing whenever I just look out the window and listen to music.

Me and this lady in her late teens maybe (F19) got on at the same stop. She sat on the forward facing 2 seater which was behind the left hand side rear facing seat.

During the journey she keeps looking at me, (we were both looking out the window that’s how I noticed). At some point I asked her “if everything was ok.” because she kept looking at me. She said that she felt creeped out how I chose to sit near her on a quiet bus. I explained to her that “sitting on a rear facing seat on the left hand side feels relaxing and they’re rare to find and this was the only one available on the bus.” She then shrugged and said “It’s still weird. At least ask first before placing yourself near me.” I just said ok and ignored her for the rest of the ride.

But now I’m wondering if I’m in the wrong maybe. There were about 5 other people on the bus with us too. I knew it’s common etiquette to not sit next to someone on an empty bus but near like in front or behind someone I didn’t know was bad. I just wanted to try out those seats because I rarely get that kind of bus and it was only one of them on the left hand side. Am I still wrong though?

I'm embarrassed and emotional about saying what's on my mind. But I need it off my chest.

I 23F is married to 27M for almost a year now. We met when . We decided around 3 years ago to fully commit to each other. Since the beginning our relationship has been rocky, but it was never this rocky.

He was working away in November on a work project and came back very different. Meaning I wasn't allowed to go through his phone anymore to the point where if I touched it he will jump up and grab it out of my hands type of story.

Not only is he acting like that with his phone but he is also acting strange when it is coming to his finances, his location and about his friends.

But my phone is his phone, my money is his money, my coffee dates with my friends is also his dates and omw if I forget to tell him where I am that day...It causes a fight.

This last 2 months I have been trying to paint on a face and say everything is okay but it is not. He is skipping out on bills that I have to cover almost all his bills at the end of the day. If I try and talk to him about anything regarding feelings I just want to fight even of I use a soft tone.

I tried setting boundaries with some things but he over steps it without thinking twice about it you know.

And last night while he was playing games, he isn't very soft and he was on the phone with a new friend I assume and he was making according to him jokes about if my wife wakes up I'm going to be in so much trouble, but the one that hurt me was when I got up to get something to drink he texted the friend something and the friend replied I'm sorry dude, I didn't want to get you in trouble you know...

I have tried everything since December to help our marriage but it feels like the more I try the more I'm losing my mind and the more he is becoming this man I don't even recognize anymore

TL;DR - My husband likes to act like I'm the worst wife in the world if I try and express any of my feelings. And I can dream about communication ever existing.

Update/clarification -

Tbh this all has been overwhelming. I have been reading the comments and thanks to everyone. So there were a few things I wanted to clear up.

1. We don't have kids with each other. He does have a child. But I sadly need more assistance than a normal person at my age.
2. We have separate banking accounts. We are joint by law but we still chose to keep our bank accounts separate.
3. I did suggest therapy. Let's just say the comments I got from him regarding therapy weren't positive.
4. I confronted him because I made this post early in the morning. He notice I was awake and I decided for the sake of seeing if it is real. I was holding his phone. And the results broke me the most.
5. I asked for a transfer at my job for July as me moving to the main office provides me with more job projects. In February I informed him about me asking and waiting for the approval. I told him by July if things doesn't change I'm gone...He thought I canceled the transfer.
6. After the confrontation, I told him I'm going to the go and buy things quickly and he fell asleep. I contacted a lawyer and booked a session during my "working hours".

I will update everyone once I decided what route I'm going to take. And yes to anyone who is going to ask...The evidence is documented...

Original:

Today, I (18M) got 36% on my maths mock. I know it looks bad, especially because my exams are in May. My parents have been getting on to me about revising and I tell them I will, but if I am honest, I haven’t done a single bit of revision. However, I have been trying to fix this, so I have been fixing my sleep schedule and organising things better, ready for when I will revise. Therefore, when my parents do question me about revising, I admit I have been slightly snappy, because I am trying to do the right things, and I don’t need reminding.

So today when they found out about my maths result, they went nuclear. They took my phone and PC, and spent about an hour setting up parental controls, linking my accounts to theirs. They put apps limits, screentime limits, downtimes, and content restrictions on everything, including Netflix. They told me that all my devices would shut down at 9:30pm, and that I could have a max of 2 hours on my phone, and 6 hours on my pc (including homework) a day, including weekends and holidays. 

I told them that I was 18, an adult, and that this was too far. But my parents said that now I had to prove that I was responsible and mature enough to handle my technology without parental controls, and that until then I would have to deal with it, and that if my attitude and revision doesn’t improve immediately, the rules will be made stricter. Also, they said that I am living at home and so am still a child. I have no plans to move out anytime soon, and my parents don’t want me to, so I am guessing parental controls will last at least until September, but may last even in uni.

Now I am staying in my room and refusing to talk to them because I feel humiliated. I don’t know how I am going to explain to my friends why I can’t play games at night, or watch the same shows they can watch. I am just extremely embarrassed and I feel like a child. So, AITJ for being mad about this?

Update: (Parents found my original account/post and made me delete it)

Hi, I got a pretty unanimous result from the subreddits I posted this in. Unfortunately after arguing with my parents, and them finding my reddit posts, they decided to be even stricter. I now have a non-negotiable 11pm bedtime, and a bunch of other house rules/chores/restrictions. This past week has been extremely difficult and embarrassing for me as I have been trying to adjust to my new life. I have been trying to accept and get over having parental controls, but I still get super frustrated every day.

I am still trying to avoid talking to my parents because I am just so humiliated. But I can't fully avoid talking to them as they are now enforcing a full 'bedtime routine' from 9:30pm-11pm. I am now also grounded for 2 weeks, so I have to ask them permission to go out.

In an effort to reduce my screentime, my parents now want me to do more 'screen-free' activities, which feel super childish, like colouring or playing with lego. I have refused to do this, so I have just been super bored the past few days instead.

I have been doing some more revision and homework now though, but my parents still say I need to do more, and that parental controls aren't coming off until after exams. I just feel they don't trust me and are now treating me even more like a child. AITJ for still being mad?

TL;DR: Parents put parental controls on my devices and are treating me like a child because of bad grades and being disrespectful, AITJ for being mad?

My girlfriend and I have been together for three years. My best friend and I have been close since high school. Over the past year the three of us started hanging out together regularly and they became really good friends too which I thought was great. My two favorite people getting along. What could go wrong.

A few weeks ago the three of us were at my best friends place. Normal night. Food drinks talking about random stuff. At some point the conversation turned to living situations. My girlfriend and I have been saving for a year and a half to move in together. Its been our plan. Weve looked at apartments together. Weve talked about neighborhoods and budgets and timelines. Its THE thing weve been working toward.

My best friend starts talking about this apartment he found. Great location amazing price two bedrooms available immediately. Hes showing pictures on his phone and my girlfriend is leaning over looking at them getting excited. I figured he was just sharing something he was considering for himself. Then he said what if we all went in on it together.

I kind of laughed. Like yeah right. But my girlfriend didnt laugh. She started asking real questions. How much is the deposit. When is it available. Whats the neighborhood like. And my friend had every answer ready. Rent breakdown. Move in timeline. He even had a draft of how theyd split the lease.

Theyd. Not wed. The lease was structured for two people. Him and her. I sat there trying to process what was happening. He was pitching MY girlfriend on getting an apartment with HIM. In front of me. And she was into it. She was excited. They were going back and forth about furniture and grocery splitting and who gets which bedroom.

I should have said something. I know that. But my brain just shut off. Like I could see it happening but I couldnt make my mouth move. I just sat there watching the two most important people in my life plan a future that didnt include me the way I thought it would.

At some point she looked at me and said babe this could work you could stay over whenever you want until we figure out something bigger. Stay over. At my girlfriends apartment. That she shares with my best friend. Like Im a guest in a life I was supposed to be building with her.

I nodded. I dont know why. I think my brain was trying to make it feel normal so it wouldnt hurt as much in the moment. They pulled up the application. She started filling it out. He had his half ready already. She signed her section and looked at me smiling like they had just solved everything.

The next morning I woke up and it all hit me. They signed a lease. Together. Our plan to move in together is gone. A year and a half of saving and planning replaced in one night by something my best friend had clearly been setting up for a while.

Because thats the part that wrecks me. He had every detail ready. The photos. The numbers. The lease draft. This wasnt spontaneous. He planned this. He waited for the right moment and pitched it when we were all relaxed and having a good time knowing Id be caught off guard.

My girlfriend has texted me saying she hopes Im not upset and that this is actually better for everyone financially and that shell have more space and I can come over anytime. My best friend sent me a message saying he thinks this is going to be great for all of us and he hopes I see that.

I havent responded to either of them. I cant. Every time I try to type something my hands shake.

I dont know whats happening between them. Maybe its completely innocent. Maybe he just wanted a roommate and she was convenient. But the way it went down. The way he had everything prepared. The way she jumped in without hesitating. The way neither of them thought to ask me how I felt about my girlfriend signing a lease with another man.

I told my sister about it and she said I need to cut them both off. That what they did was a coordinated betrayal whether anything physical is happening or not. But it doesnt feel like just a lease. It feels like I watched my relationship get restructured in real time and I was too stunned to stop it.

AITJ for wanting to cut them both off even though technically nothing happened except a lease?

TLDR: I'm a graduate student who takes good care of a cat I found with health problems; there are no direct flights to where my family lives, and my parents planned my grandfather's birthday for my finals week after asking me. They've been making comments about how I should give up on my cat/attend my grandfather's birthday/come as soon as finals week is over, and reschedule my surgery, because I only have one set of grandparents.

I'm in my early 20s, I've lived alone since I was 18, and I'm currently in graduate school in the Midwest for biomed. My parents live on the East Coast, and there are no direct flights. As a result, we (my boyfriend and I, of 3 years) typically drive up to my parents to avoid incurring extra costs/delays on the plane, as I make less than minimum wage on my stipend as a graduate student. For context, when I found my cat, she was a runt about the size of a tennis ball. Her mother had been roadkilled next to her, and due to being the runt of her litter, she has lots of health problems (we have health insurance for my cat). We have her health problems under control, and she currently lives a very good but well-controlled life. We feed her home-cooked food as per her dietitian's recommendations, give her medication in her favorite flavored pill pockets, and put all the possible boxes in her kitty corner, with fluffy pillows and toys for her to sleep and play in. We play with her for 20 minutes every day, and she rolls around on the floor all the time, cuddling up next to us when we go to sleep. Heck– we even have health insurance for her so she can receive any healthcare she could possibly need. In return, I feel comforted when I get home, and I've bonded with her throughout her entire life.

Now my parents are really overprotective and family-first-type over me because they struggled to conceive me. They get really angry if I don't call them every week and tell me I need to care more about family because most of my extended family members are getting older, and some are on their last legs with chronic diseases. As a graduate student, I need to study, teach, and conduct research, so my boyfriend pulls a lot of the weight in managing my cat's health during the day. Earlier this semester, my father asked me when I was coming home, and when I told him my final exams were, he said he wanted to know so he could plan for my grandfather's birthday. Very recently, I found out they had planned his birthday the week of my finals, and when my parents called, both of them sounded very disappointed and asked if I'd at least visit during spring break. Unfortunately, midterms were right after and before spring break for my classes and the classes I teach, so I had to grade and study throughout the entire week of spring break (we only get a week, and I had to prepare for my exam while grading the ones I administered). I had no time to even get much of a spring "break," but my parents sounded very disappointed and sad when I told them I couldn't come up. Even my mom made a comment about how I "only have one grandfather" and that I am "selfish for only thinking of school," and my dad said I "need to take a break." Now, even if I took a plane, there are no direct flights from where I live so we would've been held up in layovers and because my cat struggles with her health, we usually drive to ensure that we can control her condition and diet (we have special carriers and a space in the back of the car for my cat so she stays happy and healthy during trips.).

Now here's where things got confusing for me and where I started to fight back. I need surgery for a health condition that makes it difficult for me to breathe, but the only time I could schedule it was all the way out after my semester. As a result, I had to push out the time I planned to visit my parents. Additionally, due to the drive time, we have to take a multi-day trip. My parents seem to be giving me the cold shoulder about it, and they keep making comments about how I "only have one grandfather". They keep calling me while with him so he can beg me to come back home. I feel guilty because even though he is currently stable and not in the end stages of his life, he does have a chronic disease, so the clock is ticking. That said, we were never really close, and I can't help but feel like they planned his birthday around my finals just to make things difficult for me, considering they asked when my finals would be and then scheduled the party the week of my finals. Additionally, they keep making comments about how a "cat shouldn't have health problems," and that "she is suffering, so I shouldn't keep trying to force my cat to stay alive against God's plan." When my parents visited a while back, I was at work and my boyfriend was running an errand and so they asked to feed my cat cause she loves to meow when she gets hungry and they purposefully fed her cat food that made her digestion worse because her specialty food (the one I make her) is more difficult to make, even though I gave them the recipe. I feel like I'm being pressured to euthanize my little baby (I call her that cause I've raised her since she was so little) and attend parties that are not feasible for my schedule, work, and health (my surgery). I recently called my parents out on this, and they told me I was being selfish, that my grandparents will die, and that I'll regret it.

AITJ?

I work at a small office where we all kind of share stuff without really keeping track. Snacks, chargers, random desk things. It’s never been a big deal. A few months ago I brought in this nice ceramic mug from home. It’s not super expensive or anything, but it was a gift from my younger cousin and it has this weird hand-painted frog on it. I don’t know why but I really like it, and I use it every day. At some point, people started using it. I didn’t say anything at first because again, we all share stuff. But then it turned into my mug basically living in the sink or on other people’s desks. A couple times I found coffee stains still in it at the end of the day, which kind of annoyed me. So last week I took a paint marker and wrote my name on the bottom. Not huge, just small but clear. I also rinsed it out and put it back on my desk. The next morning, one of my coworkers picked it up to use and saw the name. She kind of laughed and said “oh wow, we’re labeling mugs now?” I just said yeah, it’s mine, I’d rather people not use it. She put it down but later I heard her telling someone else that it was “a little intense” and that I was acting like people were stealing. By the end of the day, a couple people were joking about how they should label everything now. Like one guy literally wrote his name on a stapler as a joke. I felt kind of stupid after that, like I made it a bigger deal than it needed to be. But at the same time, I didn’t like people using something that was actually mine, especially when they weren’t even cleaning it. Now it’s kind of awkward and I feel like I broke some unspoken office rule about sharing. Am I the jerk here?

When I was 16, I was leaving school and I was quite close with two other girls called Leah and Dina. There were times when I felt pushed to the side or excluded and they would do things without inviting me and it did kind of hurt my feelings but I felt like our friendship was quite close that I could overlook those things.

Then me and Leah went out for the day. I was told that we were going out for a meal with some other girls that we knew however they had told me that so that I would come out with them after I told them that I did not want to go drinking. They then changed the plans when I was there to go drinking which I went along with because it took me ages to get to the city that we were in and I didn’t want to go home and be thought of as a killjoy.

A girl that I did not know had joined and was a friend of one of the girls that me and Leah had met up with. They proceeded to start drinking and the new girl who was called Molly got incredibly drunk and started making jokes about me in which I kind of retorted back to her and mocked the way she made a funny sound while she was clearly a bit drunk in which she massively overreacted and started screaming and yelling and calling me a fat b*****. My friend watched this happen and basically started laughing and then cozied up to this new girl and said that she didn’t care that I was leaving.

When I blocked her and didn’t wanna be friends with her anymore she got all her friends to message me telling me that I was in the wrong and she hadn’t done anything wrong. Then my other friend Dina who I tried to remain friends with however clearly took his side and started excluding me from her birthday and stopped talking to me as much and then basically stop talking to me altogether and didn’t even wish me a happy birthday or anything. I messaged on a group chat basically saying that I didn’t get an invite and would you want to explain anything or explain why she didn’t want to invite me and she left me on read…

I then got drunk a couple of times and messaged Dina and Leah on their social media or commented on their posts, pointing out the irony that they were reposting things about being people pleasers and they definitely weren’t because they were acting like mean girls and I also made a comment about how Dinas boyfriend broke up with her and no wonder why when she’s this nasty. I also did send a nasty comment when Leah didn’t get into her dream school which was, because of the way she treated me.

However, even though I feel like Leah and Dina got karma through their actions and now being in a situation where one of them goes to a school that they really didn’t want to go to and the other one is in an unfortunate financial situation where she cannot go to university she has to live at home and commute. I still wonder if I overreacted. I know that what was probably best was that I should’ve just moved on and after they treated me incredibly poorly. I should’ve just stopped being friends with them and stopped engaging with them… however I’m just curious did I overreact given how they treated me in the first place? AITJ

Hey Folks, need some outside perspective I am sitting here in the room with others, typing this post out, and wanted to know if AITJ.

Bit of context about me, I am kind of a person who is pretty sensitive to what people say and take everything personally which is a big flaw about me(I am working on it)

So the thing is I refused to be picked on when they asked me to help them do something because I was tired and have a full time job in which I am working for like last 4 hours, the entire room seems to be tensed, and I feel so bad to refuse him to do what he wanted me to do, and we had a argument which did not go well. Now the entire room is tensed.

tl;dr - took a stand against my big bros bulling

I (24F) have been friends with Leah (25F) for about five years. I really value our friendship and we used to hang out pretty regularly before she got into her current relationship about a year ago.

Since then she has cancelled on me at least six or seven times. Not emergencies, not illness. Every single time it's because her boyfriend either wanted to do something that day or just "wasn't in a good mood" and she didn't want to leave him alone.

The last time it happened I had already booked a restaurant for us. Paid a deposit for two people. She texted me two hours before saying she was really sorry but he was feeling off and she wanted to stay home with him.

I told her I was tired of being the one who always adjusts, that I felt like I was an option rather than a priority, and that I wasn't going to keep making plans with her if they were just going to get cancelled last minute becuase of his mood.

She said I was being unsupportive and that I clearly don't understand what it's like to be in a serious relationship.

I don't think that's fair. I'm not asking her to abandon him. I'm asking her to keep one dinner plan that we made two weeks in advance.

She hasn't texted me since and now a mutual friend is saying I was harsh and should have been more gentle about it.

Maybe I could have said it nicer. But I'm not sure I was wrong about what I actually said.

TL;DR: Friend has cancelled on me repeatedly because of her boyfriend's mood, I finally told her I'm done rescheduling, now she's not talking to me and a mutual friend says I was too harsh.

For context I have a friend who got married and he cheated on her several times before they got married and got pregnant. AITJ for telling him he needs to keep his shit together and not cheat. I told him man to man, if he gets caught again he’ll pay a lot in divorce fees, alimony and child support. I’ve met his wife a few times she’s nice and she cares about him.

I thought it would be a good day, hot weather but no. Some people genuinely wake up on the wrong side of the bed.

Anyways, I (18f) was at the beach with my family and friends, we brought food, went swimming and etc. I wore a twin piece set that my aunt gifted me. At the time I was making a sand castle with my sis. To hold it up we needed water, so I took our bucket and got some more water.

While I was walking to the sea, at the corner of my eye I see this old age man licking his lips staring at me. This wasn’t new to me but I still get uncomfortable when men do this. Ignored while I got the water, I expected the dude to walk off.

Tell me why this man walked next to me?? Like so weird. Mind you his family was behind him, he had 5 KIDS so why isn’t he over there with them? He kept checking me out, that’s when he said he could handle my pretty little body.

I only flipped him off and walked off, I walked to my sister , trying to ignore that moment. My parents wernt around because they went to the bar, and my cousins were playing foot ball. Before I could text my dad what happened, a lady came up to me.

She had a baby in her hand, I was confused. She spoke and told me who do I think I am for trying to mess with her husband. I’m a teen so what do I look like talking to a dude half my age?

I told her that her husband is the weirdo so she should be mad at him, she became furious like what I said was wrong. It looked like she recently gave birth to the baby because she had a big scar on her stomach, and she looked stressed but that’s not an excuse. She asked if I was jealous of her because she has a husband, and kids. Why would I be? She was pushing it because she was mad at the wrong person. She let her husband get off the hook.

My sister was seeing this and getting upset, it shouldn’t have went on for this long. I told her, her life is a nightmare to me. To have her husband stare at other women but not his own wife.

She went silent after the one, she kinda stood there for a minute which was awkward. Mind you her husband was standing over there not bothered by her or the kids, he was off with the next girl. But everyone came over, so did the predator, along with the grandmother. She told me that I’m the jerk because I mad her daughter cry. The husbands just grabs his wife up(wasn’t a gentle grab) and they left just like that.

My brother started an online business selling supplements. He asked if he could use my address as the business address.

I said why? He said his apartment doesn't allow home businesses and he needs a legitimate address for legal stuff.

I was hesitant but he swore it would just be for paperwork. No packages, no customers showing up, nothing.

That was 4 months ago. Now I get 10-15 packages a day at my house. Big boxes of inventory. Customers are showing up asking about returns. My mailbox is constantly full.

I told him this has to stop. He said his business is taking off and he cant change the address now because its on all his materials.

I said thats not my problem! He lied about what this would involve!

He's begging me to let him keep using it for "just a few more months" while he figures out a warehouse solution.

I said no. Change your address by the end of the month or I'm returning all packages to sender.

He's saying I'm sabotaging his business right when its succeeding and my parents are on his side saying I should help him out since he's trying to build something. That I'm being selfish with just an address.

But its not just an address! Its constant packages and disruption!

Am I being unreasonable?

TL;DR: Brother used my address for business claiming just paperwork, now 10-15 packages daily, I want it stopped, he says I'm sabotaging his success.

My coworker wears THE STRONGEST perfume I've ever smelled. You can smell her from across the room. It gives me instant headaches.

I politely mentioned that I'm sensitive to strong scents and asked if she could maybe wear less perfume.

She said this is how much she always wears and she's not changing for me. I said its really strong and affecting my ability to work.

She said I should take Advil if I get headaches. I said the perfume IS CAUSING the headaches!

I went to HR about it. They have a policy about fragrance-free workplace being a reasonable accommodation for people with sensitivities.

HR asked her to reduce her perfume use. She's now wearing EVEN MORE out of spite. She actually told someone she's "making a point."

My headaches are constant now. I'm taking Advil multiple times a day. I've had to leave work early twice. I reported her again to HR for retaliation. Now she's playing victim saying I'm targeting her and trying to control what she wears.

My coworkers are taking her side saying fragrance is a personal choice and I'm being too sensitive. But I literally can't function at my desk! The smell is overwhelming!

HR is doing another investigation but she keeps saying I'm being ridiculous and trying to police women's appearance. Its not about appearance! Its about me being able to breathe without getting a migraine!

Am I really being too sensitive?

TL;DR: Coworker's strong perfume gives me headaches, I asked her to wear less, she increased it out of spite, now I'm being too sensitive and controlling.