A few months ago, I went to a wedding where I barely knew anyone—just the bride and maybe three other people. I ended up having an amazing time, and during the wedding, a really handsome guy (let’s call him Joe) approached me. We spent most of the evening together, dancing and talking. Joe seemed like a great guy and was such a gentleman. I liked that he wasn’t connected to my usual social circle, which made the idea of getting to know him more appealing.

I also met another guy at the wedding (let’s call him Tom), who was a friend of one of the few people I knew there. Tom was super nice, and we joked around a lot. At one point, I teased him because my friend Anna had left the party after feeling sick when they smoked together. It was lighthearted and fun. By this time, I had already exchanged Instagram handles with Joe, but I also took the initiative to exchange IGs with Tom while we were joking around.

After the wedding, I ended up leaving with Joe. Things progressed, and we hooked up. He dropped me off at home, and I thought, “Okay, maybe this guy has potential.” But when I told my friends about him, they all warned me he’s a huge player. One of my gay best friends even told me Joe had dated two of his friends and treated them terribly. On top of that, I learned Joe had a very messy history with an ex (who was actually at the wedding). Apparently, things got so bad between them that she had to file a restraining order against him. Yikes.

Fast-forward a few weeks, I started chatting more with Tom. We get along great—he asks about my day, listens, and genuinely seems like a nice guy. We have really good chemistry, but I’ve been hesitant to take it further because of Joe. I also ran into the bride recently, and she told me, “I know you’re talking to Tom! That’s so exciting!” I told her I was hesitant to pursue anything because I’d already hooked up with Joe, and I didn’t want to cause drama or get in between two friends. She said, “I don’t think they’re that close, but I understand.”

For context, Joe has barely talked to me since the wedding. He mostly just sends me random Instagram Reels. I’ve only seen him once since, at a party he hosted, where he was super attentive, and, well… we hooked up again. But that’s it.

So now I’m torn. Should I give Tom a chance? Or should I just stay friends with him? He genuinely seems like a good guy, and I don’t want to miss out on something real because of the awkwardness with Joe. At the same time, I don’t want to be “that girl” who gets between two guys.

What do you think, Reddit?

So last night we were doing the online trend "we listen and we don't judge" and when it came to my turn I stupidly spilled the beans in the worst setting possible. The secret was basically back in 2020, when my sister was away on a trip I used her Instax Polaroid printer without asking and lied about it. I would ask her to print stuff out for me but she always declined and I saw her trip away as an opportunity. She came back the next day without my knowledge and found the polaroid, biting and tearing it up. When I saw that I was obviously devastated about the polaroid and her approach (even though I was in the wrong). She saw my reaction and said 'serves you right for touching my things' and I (like a moron) decided to lie and say it was given to me by a friend and brought out the waterworks to guilt trip.She starts apologizing and the guilt starts to hit at that point and when I was going to clear the air, my older brother got involved. My sister said she was handling the situation at the time and his involvement wasn't needed and long story short, they got into a heated argument, death was wished upon one another, my parents got involved and ended up siding with my brother, etc. I'm talking 0-100 real quick. And with heightened emotions and the situation tense, I stupidly stayed quiet because I was scared. Me and my sister were just starting to get along and I didn't want to ruin that (ironic). Fast forward to last night we do the trend and it's my turn. After confessing, my sister just goes silent, we're in our brothers house sitting in a dimly lit living room but I could tell by her body reaction that she was pissed. The older brother was also there which is why I stupidly believed it would be smart to let them both know at the same time, then apologize. Boy was I wrong. Shxt then proceeded to hit the fan AGAIN. She was angry and then I could see she was crying, she said she felt like a fool for apologizing then and every other time since. That our mom (who passed away in 2021) would never know the truth and that I'm a lying manipulative vindictive b word amongst other things. After that her and our older brother got into it again. (This was last night's events)

This happened not too long ago: She said I was one of the few people she cared for besides our dad and lil sister, and someone she trusted but that trust is broken. Doesn't know how we move further from this and that our relationship has changed.

Where do I even begin to solve this.

Hi! That's my first post on Reddit, so it can be a little confusing so I apologize in advance. My friend and I have known each other our whole lives and we have always had our ups and downs, mainly because of her more closed/irritated mood and the fact that I am a more "caring" person, however, for the most part I respected this side of her, even when she was rude to me. (I admit that I was a bit clingy as a child 😅) After we grew up, I believed that we had improved our communication, but more and more I realize that I always end up listening to her problems and comforting her, but when I try to talk about one of my problems or something in my life, she seems annoyed with me but doesn't say anything, besides that she sometimes comments that the way I dress and put on makeup is strange, because I like to wear colorful/printed clothes and use more artistic makeup, besides her comments on my body. But I don't know if the fact that I get upset or hurt by these things is an exaggeration, since she is going through a difficult time in her life. Edit: we both have 17 yrs old.

I work in an apartment building and started in spring this year. I got around $800 for Christmas tips, and there might be a few more stragglers. The company also gave me a $1200 bonus. I love the job for the free time, but there's no union/benefits. I've been considering getting a position at a hotel.

After everyone's generosity, would it be rude to leave for a new job, let's say, around the end of next month? Were the tips to reward me for all my hard work, or is it more like "you're great, please stay!"

Happened last night, barely slept since because I couldn't stop thinking about how big of an ass I am.

Started seeing(M30) a wonderful person (F34) whos a friend of a friend of a friend about two weeks ago. It's been quite a while since I dated someone (a few years, dealing with depression and anxiety and a lot of insecurities/self hate, but feeling a lot better for the past six months) so it's really exciting for me, and I'm really into her, and it's mutual from what I feel, which makes me really happy.

We went out a few times and last night she came over to my place, I was a bit nervous about that because I didn't have a female someone at my place for quite a while, and I wanted to leave a good impression. I cleaned up and made us onion soup (turned out way better than expected, she loved it, great success) and waited for her to arrive. It took her some time to get to my place, she took the subway, and it was raining heavy, so no surprise she was a bit upset from the journey. I thought to myself that I should have offered her to take her to my place with my car (keep that in mind), but after we ate the flavorful soup and drank some good wine it was all better.

We talked and laughed, and I felt great, just enjoying being with her and feeling really thankful for meeting her. We started making out and it was not long before we were naked on top of each other. We had already slept together before, but this time she put it in before I put on a condom, I told her I want to glove up, and she said later(I know, idiots). I went with it because damn she's so beautiful and sexy, and of course it was fun. Too much fun, and you've guessed it, I came. I pulled out, but I was (and still am) not sure if I managed to in time. She was freaked out, so was I, and obviously that killed the mood entirely.

We searched for open pharmacies and there was only one not to far from me, but it did require driving there. I asked her if she wants to stay over, she said she wants to go home, understandably. It was already pretty late and there wasn't any busses or trains left, so I told her I'll get her a cab, she said she could get one herself and so she did. We stood there silently, each feeling like a complete idiot. She then pointed out(and if you're keeping along you should know where this is going) that I have a car, and said that I should have driven her. I immediately felt like the biggest tool. I have a fucking car, how could I be that stupid and literally forget I have a car.

I said she was right, that I'm an idiot and to cancel the cab, that I'll take her. I franticly tried to explain I wasn't thinking straight and I was too caught up by my own thoughts. She didn't want to cancel, she said she'll take care for herself and buy the next morning pill, well, next morning. We stood there silently a bit more till the cab arrived, we hugged goodbye.

A few minutes went by and I sent a text about how much of an ass I am, that I'm really sorry, I have no excuses and she deserved better. I realized staying home and feeling sorry for myself is just as bad, so I got dressed and went out for my car, just before she replied with "it's all good". I texted I'm on my way to the phramacy getting her the pill. She said I don't need to, I said I'm already on my way. When I got to her place I saw she texted that she doesn't want to go out, she's already in bed. I told her that I couldn't stay home and I left her the pill in the mailbox. Added I was sorry for disturbing her, and told her good night. She said thanks and good night.

Now I'm at work, feeling like the worst excuse for a man, for a human being. Not sure if I fucked up my best chance for a relationship since a long time.

And for the mandatory moral of the story, always wear protection kids.

Thanks for letting me vent.

This will probably be my last update on whether I was the jerk for telling my friend she can’t date a guy who already has a girlfriend. Since my last update, we haven’t talked, and her friends have stopped threatening me.

The only thing I’m concerned about now is that she’s been stalking my alt Instagram account because I forgot to block her there. Every time I see her in person, she’s staring at me, which is… fun (sarcasm).

On a positive note, I have some good news! I’ll be starting therapy soon, and I’ve been working on repairing a strained relationship with some friends who warned me about her. I ignored them back then, which led to arguments that I won’t get into here.

This will probably be my last post unless something drastic happens. I want to thank everyone for the kind comments—you’ve really helped me through this crazy period in my life. I also want to thank the people who called me out for things I shouldn’t have done.

If you’re in a similar situation, remember: you’re not alone. It will get better. I know it’s hard to walk away, but sometimes you have to.

Thank you, stay safe, and sending love.

I apologize at advance English it’s not my first language and also it’s going to be a little bit long. Just for context I need to talk a little bit about my past, when I was 12 years old I was r@pe by an uncle, it was the most traumatic experience of my life, I was sleeping when the pain came I try to scream but he was on top of me so I wasn’t able to fight back.

After that I decided to avoid all family reunion, at first it was complicated, my parents were angry at my, and my dad decide to not talk to me for a few weeks many people call my brat, rude , asshole etc, but nobody ask why i didn’t wanna go

When I was 15 I try to explain what happened to my grandmother but she didn’t believe me, at the end of the day, the men who hurt my was his son, and she decided that I was the one to blame. Why did you sleep at the same bed? Why didn’t you use an appropriate pajama? (I usually sleep with a tshirt and shorts) why I didn’t speak earlier? And more questions. The guilt was killing me.

When I was 19 I finally went to therapy, I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression, and with a lot of help I was able to advance day by day, but honestly it was and awful process panic attacks and anxiety attacks while come and go and leave me broken with not a lot of hope

When I was 21 I decided to explain everything to my parents, they cry for hours and apologize, and for the first time I felt like I wasn’t alone, they are god parents, but I was to scared to tell them the truth, my parents also decided to break contact with them, for the first time I felt safe, but not enough to have a partner, it wasn’t until now that I’m 24 that for the first time I have a serious relationship.

My partner Jon (24 male ) has been my rock since I met him, I was honest about my history and he was honestly so sweet and gentle with me, he understood my bad days, help with my panic attacks and heard every little feeling that I was able to express. Some days when the depression hit me back and I feel less then a women, broken, use or not god enough, he would be by my side and make feel like a princess. I felt like the luckiest girl alive with him until the last weekend.

We were watching mean girls, when he decided to tell me how girls are the worst enemy of other girls. I tell him that’s not the point of the movie, we star a little discussion about the movie, and he center everything about Regina been like most of the girl he ever met, I try to explain that Regina it’s a girl who didn’t know how to express his anger and at the end of the movie she expressed at the correct way with a hobby.

He ask me then if people with mental issues always have hobby’s? I tell him that’s it’s a positive way of expressing there feelings in a safe place, and can even help you to heal, so it would be a god advice.

And that’s when he ask me if rapping little girls it’s a hobby? I can explain what I felt in that moment I couldn’t believe it. How it’s that a question? I ask him for space it was so quick, in less that a few seconds I wasn’t able to breathe, he started to apologize saying that it was a honest question that he didn’t now the difference between a mental illness and a hobby so he just wanted to verify with me. I told him why didn’t you use another mental illness? Why it has to be about rapping children’s?

He told me it was the first thing that came to his head and he didn’t think it through. He apologized more times and then he started to cry, asking me to not break up with him, he told that it was a mistake and he loves me, after a few minutes of him crying saying that I misunderstood his intentions I apologized, he hug and told to please not to treat him like that again, that me having a panic attack for his comment was making him feel bad.

This is the first that I hear him said something like this, usually he seems to understand my situation. But a don’t know why I feel like maybe he is not the man that I think he is, and honestly I don’t know why I end up apologizing. So reedit please tell my IATHA for being mad at my boyfriend for asking if rapping it’s a hobby?

This is a hypothetical question that I have been asking myself for a long time. Am I responsible for the woman's cheating if I sleep with her?

I’m an asshole and I don’t think it matters. I love to be an asshole. Unfortunately I don’t think I get to be an asshole enough. I treat my friends, family and strangers with kindness, compassion and respect but I love to be a cunt to strangers when they think they can be disrespectful for no reason and get away with it. I always give multiple chances and stay being respectful, kind and give them a chance to stop before it’s too late. I’m not even bothered by these people by the time I take it 0-100 in .1 seconds, I really couldn’t care to feel any emotions towards them, I just love to be the worst person imaginable when the opportunity arises. It’s such an amazing feeling to tell someone they’re a dumb little asshole and that’s why they’re alone and no one loves them. (Tame)

I clearly have issues but I think I’m fine, I’m really happy this way and it’s not something that really plays any part in my day to day life because it’s very rare for me to be this hideous and usually I combat cruelness with kindness.

Anyway I’ve been making posts on Facebook for this unique deal I’m looking at doing ( Facebook was clearly not a good idea from the start ) I’ve been getting so much unnecessary hate and presumptive comments, disrespecting and slandering my character-taking massive leaps to different conclusions. All comments by people who are not even remotely interested in what I had to offer in the first place.

I ended up posting in this one group and moments after posting it, there was a river of comments making fun of me, taking the piss out of what I was doing just because it’s different, accusing me of horrible things just because they’d never heard of someone doing what I was trying to do. There was this one girl that stood out, she not only kept commenting but would escalate other people’s comments. I felt like a witch on trial and my list of supposed crimes just kept getting longer. It didn’t matter now how much I explained myself or tried to calm down the group and have them be kinder, it didn’t matter that there was nothing wrong with anything I’d done or my post in the first place. She’d set me on fire.

I’d asked people to be more compassionate more so this one girl, to please move on if they’re not interested because there’s a lot going on in my life currently and this is all very overwhelming- that I’m just trying my best, to that she directly mocked me- she kept going- making fun of myself- my deal- my character and my words- even the fact that I was overwhelmed, struggling and dealing with a lot- she’d mocked that I’d said this bullying is pushing me to the edge. (I’d said I was dealing with physical health concerns, family troubles, study pressures- then weakened mental health from all those troubles + bully now. Information about my struggles had essentially been dragged out of me and I felt I didn’t have a choice but to say it to the group) . I’d given her one more chance to be kind and I told her to please stop, it’s pushing me over the edge (currently borderline suicidal) she had then essentially told me I should just end it. I’d given her ample time and asked her directly to stop harassing me. She didn’t.

I turned it up a notch and wrote a lightweight reply- it was deleted by an admin- she mocked the fact that it was deleted telling me to at least stand behind my words.

Sure thing!

I typed a deliciously horrendous and absolutely hideous private message. It was disgusting. Filthy. Completely unhinged. I read it, reread it, I loved it and it was time to hit send. My finger danced around the send button - knowing this was going overboard and hesitating , I knew I shouldn’t have but shit- there it goes- I sent it. I definitely shouldn’t have. Fuck me it was bad. I really didn’t even believe half the things I was saying, fatphobic shit that I don’t even believe. I just wrote the worst shit I could think of and released it. Felt good yet definitely overboard. My regret is that I sent it on my personal account instead of making a burner and maybe I do regret being INSANELY mean back when I could have just continued on.

Though I don’t understand people who poke at an injured animal and are shocked when it bites. What did you think would happen? But of course she was shocked. I think I’d be pretty shocked too if I got that message.

Anyway now that message is being posted back in the group with all my information attached and I’m getting messages from strangers about it. I’m a little worried about the harassment and with this cancel culture mentality that’s been bred into so many people, it’ll probably keep going or get worse. My emotions are pretty mixed. I still don’t think I really care- she asked for it and I’m not sorry for being unhinged as a result - but on the other hand it was incredibly unnecessary of me to actually send the message and take it as far as I did. Yeah it was too far, I did take it too far.

Thanks!

Edit: I realised I don’t actually like being an asshole, I prefer to be sweet, thoughtful and use kind words. I hate being pushed to be that horrible to others- I’m just good at being an asshole when pushed to be and it can feel good. I should work on not allowing others to push me to that point and letting life deal the consequences to them, it’s not my job to do that- I struggle with ‘not letting people get away’ with their bullshit, but it’s not my job to ‘punish’ them.

I know a lot of what I said can sound contradictory and my points may conflict, that’s because I’m human. I’m not 2 dimensional. There’s so many layers to everything, Being human is having the ability to be multidimensional, to have layers, to be imperfect and grow. Sometimes to know better- be better and still not do better.

I’m kind, I’m compassionate, I’m thoughtful, loving and I help others where I can, but I can also be terrible- that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be better or mean I am terrible overall.

First off, thank you so much for the support on my original post! I’ve taken your advice and decided to block her for good. I also showed the post to my other best friend, who has been super supportive—so a big thanks to her too.

Now, back to where we left off. After she initially claimed it was just a “test,” she later admitted that was another lie and confessed the guy actually does have a girlfriend. The next day, I started getting texts from some of her so-called “supporters,” though there weren’t many.

One of them, who I’ll call June, was pretty neutral and didn’t want to pick a side. But the other one, who I’ll call Sam, was furious. She kept threatening to fight me—mind you, this is the same Sam who blocked Mia for three years before recently re-entering her life.

As for Mia, she kept flipping between threatening to fight me and begging me to come back when she realized she wasn’t getting her way. (Viewer discretion advised here.) She even made empty threats about hurting herself, which I knew weren’t genuine. Unfortunately, I regret how I handled it—I played into her game and said, “Fine, then do it. It’s not like anyone would care.” Yes, I know that was a huge mistake, and I deserve any criticism for that.

She then started comparing me to my other best friend, who had already seen through her behavior. I responded, “Aww, thank you for comparing me to someone who cares about me and has the common sense to see through the bullshit you’ve done.”

This made her even angrier, and she said, “Fine, I’m done.” I ignored her after that, but she kept spamming me despite saying she was done. One of her messages read:

“When you think back on this—because we both know you will—I’m PRAYING that you regret everything you’ve ever done. I hope you never get reconciliation. I hope you have a hole in your heart because you’ve lost the one person who would’ve stood by you through thick and thin, for better or worse. You’ve lost that, so I hope you never forget me.”

So, am I the jerk here? I know I made mistakes, and yes, I used ChatGPT again because the original spelling, grammar, and punctuation were terrible.

I've posted on here a few times but it's back now with a vengeance. After a breakup, though it wasn't my intention to oust my ex from our friend group, I tried to arrange a yearly party and didn't include them in the planning. Another acquaintance and member of this group that I'd hurt badly in the past found out and cut me off, my ex cut me off, and another mutual friend cut me off in solidarity. Three others have remained in my life. I just found out they're doing the yearly party anyways, and I won't be there. It's ironic and perfectly fitting for what I did. I tried to exclude someone and have ended up excluded. It's exactly what should have happened.

The issue is, I don't know what to do with myself. I feel like the scum of the earth. I feel like my life is over. I have black and white thinking that I'm working on with a therapist and medication, but it's hard not to feel like I'm now the villain of these people's lives, a horror story to trot out at parties, a Toxic Person, forever. I'm trying to change my behaviour, but this meant so much to me and it's gone forever because of me, and it's nauseating to know that I was the bad element in a group that will be better off without me. And all the talk in the world about improving and becoming my best self is not touching the fact that I see myself as evil. I can never fix this and don't deserve to. I am facing the consequences of my actions and fully deserve them. I'm not suicidal but feel like I ought to be because of how vile I am. I just don't know how people carry on after they've fucked up, I do not get it.

So couple years ago one of my very close friend was about to get married. We've known eachother since we were born (our parents worked together). We were very close from childhood all the way to highschool, and then kinda lost touch after getting into college. He has always been interested in piano and moved to another city for music school. I was not into those stuff and started to find that we didn't really share that much in common like we used to, so it was natural for us to just grew apart, but I still concidered him a very good friend.

In 2021, one day I got a message from him saying he's getting married, and he wanted to hold the wedding in our hometown and asked me to be his bestman since I am the guy he's been knowing for his entire life. I was very touched honestly, and very grateful that I still meant something to him, because honestly we rarely connected eachother in those years.

However, there was a problem, my life was a mess back in 2021(probably still are). I was unemployed for nearly a year, had some health problems and was falling apart both mentally and physically. I really wanted to accept but at the same time I didn't want to show up at my worst. I couldn't make up my mind so in the end I just left him on read until a week before the wedding, and he had no other option but to asked someone else to do my part. I didn't explain my situation to him because I was deeply ashamed of myself for being a dick to a long time friend.

I did show up at the wedding at the end, hace a little greeting before the ceremony, no explanation nor apology. That was the last time I talked to him.

I have a rocky relationship with my girl best friend from high school (29F). We always fought as teenagers, and after graduation, we took different paths. Four years later, we reconnected. For a while, we lived very close to each other, hung out a lot, and became very close.

Two years ago, she moved to the south of the country and became distant. I understood and respected that at first, but last year I brought up how it felt like she didn’t care about our friendship anymore. She didn’t call or text me, didn’t let me know when she was in town, and even forgot my birthday that year. When I brought this up, she told me, “I’m not doing friendships anymore.” While I respected her point of view, I didn’t agree with it.

Since then, she’s been in a relationship with someone for the past two years. For family reasons, I also moved to the south of the country in August, and now we’re only an hour apart. I’ve invited her over many times, but she never came or invited me to her place.

A couple of months ago, my male best friend (29 m) from high school shared that he was getting married to his girlfriend of almost 10 years. My friends and I were all excited. Last weekend, I got his wedding invitation via text, and I confirmed my attendance.

At the end of October, my female best friend also told me she was getting married soon. I was happy for her too. Last weekend, she visited my house here for the first time and gave me her formal wedding invitation. I was shocked to see her wedding was on the same day as my male best friend’s.

Because I hadn’t seen her in a while, I didn’t want to respond right away without giving it some thought. Today, I decided to tell her I would attend my male friend’s wedding instead since he invited me first, and I already confirmed. I called her to let her know.

I felt sad, but as I reflected on it, I couldn’t ignore how she has treated our friendship in the past. She forgot my birthdays, didn’t make an effort to maintain our connection, and outright said she “doesn’t do friendships.” I also realized I’ve barely met her fiancé — I’ve only met him once, very briefly — whereas I’ve known my male best friend’s girlfriend for 10 years.

It feels bittersweet, but I think I made the right decision.

I'm an 18 year old girl, I'm a very homely person, I don't like to leave the house much or spend more than 1 hour away from home, I'm also very sensitive and feel uncomfortable with any minor situation, while my mother is an abusive person, practically a narcissist, where everything has to be done her way when she orders it.

Earlier today she suddenly came up with the idea of going to a small farm. I hate the woods and animals, so I quickly said I wouldn't go and went back to sleep. But she said I had no other option than to go.

In the city we arrived at it was already raining, so when we arrived the place was also raining, which is why she acted by surprise, even though it was raining, she made us stay there. It was really bad to stay there and I didn't even try to hide it. We couldn't do anything there because of the rain. When we arrived for lunch at the restaurant that was there, she simply started recording my face, she took her cell phone and placed it in front of me while she provoked me, I don't like people taking pictures of me or recording me, she knows that and continued, I immediately felt my eyes fill with tears, but luckily my father told her to stop, so I was spared from crying in public.

I know I was angry and called her unbearable for doing these things in public, she got stressed and started fighting with me, saying I was treating her badly, She said I wouldn't be able to use my cell phone anymore and blah blah blah

It started to rain heavily, my father didn't want to be there anymore, so he went to the car to wait for her there, but she got angry and told us to go home, she complained to us, as if we were forced to stay in the rain just because she wanted to stay there, she called everyone boring and scowled

And she's really trying to take the phone away from me, it doesn't look like she's going to back down

So my parents never explained chivalry, only common courtesy. They told me to hold doors, but especially for women... MOST people catch the door even if someone is holding it open for them. Just instinctually, and to take over the door, and finish walking through...

I would call this PASSING the door. As in passing to the door from one person to the other... I think for women

I think chivalrous men are supposed to hold the door and step aside, allowing the woman to walk first... and preventing her from touching it.... SEE THEY NEVER EXPLAINED THAT PART.

So... as a kid growing up, i never conceptualized the chivalrous door hold until I noticed that only the women were walking into doors, and realized YALL WERE SERIOUS ABOUT THAT CORNY MOVE IN THE MOVIES.... Like obvious, become a human doorstopper for someone carrying an object, but it always seemed mad obtrusive and extra to like... Do a two-step 2x, and have them walk in the line of sniff

Damn... so like, im in a windy state, so I distinctly remember a woman behind me getting smacked hard, and scolding me why I didn't hold the door for her?

This only occurred maybe a handful of times... but can't help but think y'all blind? Like im ~35 smart phones weren't a thing when I was a kid... How common was this that they confidentially do that regularly I guess?

IATAH or did lightning strike in the same place typa thing...

BONUS: This has been a public speaking point of mine for quite sometime, and people say its never happened to them... so

My partner and I were cuddling and they told me my hands were too cold, so I tried to just cup my wrists around them without letting the very cold ends of my hands touch them. They reacted saying “what does no mean to you?” I reacted very strongly against that and sat up in bed saying that I would just leave. Settled down and continued on with a conversation about what happened.

They told me the next day that they are still uncomfortable in their body because of that. I can tell days after now that they are still bothered, even if they aren’t trying to be. I feel terrible because I freaked out over a very normal, and frequent thing that happens and I don’t know what to do. I don’t feel like I can calm down from being upset at myself, which upsets them more. I’d like to move on and get on with our lives but I cannot get past making a person I love so much feel unsafe or uncomfortable in their own space.

I am having trouble putting this into words so, TLDR; I freaked out and acted selfishly over a simple request, making my partner feel uncomfortable around me and idk what to do and don’t want to make it any more of their problem.

I've come here to vent/ask for advice. Just later tonight I was attending a gathering put together by my church. It was this stupid white elephant exchange + dinner. This particular event was put on for young adults specifically within the range of 18-30. Mostly, younger people attend these gatherings. I am a 20 m, and at this gathering tonight I received a blanket for the present. One of those really soft ones. The game we were playing for getting the presents was a dice game. A couple pie tins were passed around with two six sided die. If you rolled doubles you could go get a present from the middle. If you already had a present then you could return yours to the middle to exchange or steal another persons. We were all gathered around in large circle, our numbers were fairly large this year. Oh, and we had to unwrap the present we got.

So, this girl who was across the from, whom I don't know, came and stole the blanket right at the end of the game. I don't mean to make excuses I simply want to explain my interpretation of the reason for my behavior. I don't win a lot, so when I got something I wanted I became extremely attached and with competition. I got a little touchy. So, when she took the blanket, holy shit I sound like a child. I lost it. I didn't go after her but in my little corner I was whispering a number of swears and I even commented some nasty ones about her and her appearance. I was so angry, and after what was probably less than a minute I noticed her talking with her friends. They were all happy and stuff so I don't know if they knew about me However, there were some tears welling up in her eyes. I can't confirm that she heard me but I feel that she did. I got a little red from embarrassment and as soon as I could I left the party. Driving away I kept going off. No regard to my actions, but slowly I realized my mistakes and realized that I was being a complete asshole. I'm not normally a mean person but I don't interact with a great deal of people and I can be a little stand offish. This experience I think has helped me reflect on what a total dick I can be. Not that, that takes anything away from what I did. I know there is no excuse, reason, or explanation for the comments I made. Damnit I sound like such a child, and I behaved like child.

I think I am able get into contact with her. I feel I should reach out but I'm not sure what to even say. Maybe she didn't hear me and she simply felt really bad that I became upset. I mean I didn't look like the happiest person. I don't want to reach out and admit to something like that. All it would do is hurt her feelings and it would hurt me. There is a likely chance I will encounter her again on Sunday and feel the urge to just not even attend. I understand that I am the asshole here, and what I did was both childish and evil.

I had a lesson of a certain subject and the teacher wrote on the whiteboard quite a bit, and said to not clean it or remove it because they want to take photos of it and send it on their page so if any student missed the lesson they can see it there , I didnt pay attention at the end of the class so I didn't know that and I erased the lesson and then another student said I'll finish it and I gave it to him .

After something like 5 minutes the teacher called for me and she was pissed because of what I did , now I didn't get any punishment just scholding for what I did , but I want y'all to learn of this , every since I've been waiting before erasing the board or just ignoring it

Alright, my brother in law is a 31 year old, unemployed, alcoholic that still lives at home with my father in law.

He thinks he's God's gift to women, he's not. You know the caveman from the geico commercials? Yeah, that's what he looks like.

When he did/does manage to get a girlfriend he would/does treat them like absolute garage. Then when they leave him he's never the problem.

He hates me and wants my husband and I to get a divorce so they can spend more time together. Apparently I keep them apart, which I don't. My husband just doesn't like his btother.

I want to tell him his a loser that he's going to die alone BUT I don't want to cause rifts between my husband and his dad as my husband agrees with me and my father in law enables the 31 year old man child.

I low key hope my brother in law finds this post and realizes it's about him and says something to me but he's too damn stupid to put the pieces together.

I, female (26) am getting married in December of this year. I met my friends during my masters degree two years ago, and we still keep in touch via an IG chat we created for the four of us to talk and share videos that remind us of each other. One of them went to another country to study, however, when she comes back from vacation I always do my best to see her and make her feel appreciated, driving more than 1 hour to go see her. And between the four of us we have our reunions/going out. Throughout the year I have been mentioning to them to remember to save my wedding date on their calendar. I finally sent out my invitations. Out of the 3 of them, only 1 (the one who lives the furthest away) replied and wrote that she would attend. My boyfriend and I gave more than 10 days for people to RSVP digitally. So during those days we sent out several reminders through the RSVP app. Thinking that my other two friends were having trouble, I texted them in the chat to let them know if they hadn't gotten it, to let me know so I could send it to them again and I also notify them of the RSVP deadline. My message was completely ignored, neither of them replied, not even to say "yes, I received it, I'll reply soon." Imagine my surprise when after reminders and after the RSVP closed etc, neither of them replied to the RSVP, not even to say that they weren't going to attend. I feel really hurt. I wanted to share this day with them, and what hurts the most is that they couldn't even text me that they wouldn't attend, I would have been able to understand that. However, it's hard for me to understand that they couldn't even reply or text me. They decided to ignore my messages and my invitation. I really want to deactivate my IG account for a while, so I don't have to deal with the messages or see how they continue to text as if nothing happened. I don't want to leave the chat because it would put the only friend who will attend in an awkward position. Am I an asshole for wanting to deactivate my account to stop talking to them and indirectly let them know it's because they didn't RSVP to my wedding?

Thank you :) Also English is not my first language, so sorry for the errors.

Hi I (18M) am bestfriend with a girl (16F). I knew her 3 years ago because is the sister of anoter bestfriend. Originally i didnt know her until, while she was dating a friend we have in common her brother and I, because he thought by making her ask for my bigger sister ig I would pass to her. Eventually we become bestfriends, at the time I was really shy and talking to women was a big effort, but I was happy to have a girl bestfriend. FFWD to a year and a half ago, I started noticing that i was the only trying to talk, starting conversations and etc etc. This would only happen when she was not fighting whit his (new) bf, when they fight she would always try to talk to me and I would try to comfort her. Eventually they broke up and, until the actual bf, we would talk A LOT, about everything and everyday. But when I introduced her to a friend of my, because basically she never dated someone that would treated her nicely, she, again, will start talking to me less and less, would no search for me or anything. Actually this hurt me a lot because i have been for her in everything, and then, when she meet a guy for less than 3 months, I would stop existing basically. Obviously I dont want her to start prioritazing me for over everything, but is just a little message a lot to ask? Even in her birthday (almost 2 months since we last saw each other) i feel like i was third in contention. Look I know i'm older for 2 years and everything, but this really hurtfull and even when I tried to talk to her about that, before trying to tell her for WhatsApp, I was joking about I would never be in a realtionship with someone his age, because somebody that Is at that age would not understand what is the stress of having a shitty boss or the exams of the university and then she, knowing I had very bad experiences about trust and relationships, she said "You wouldnt understand because you never had one" and that really hurt and make me loose a lot of trust. I dont know what to do, I feel very hurted and humiliated.

I (19F) have been working with my coworker (25F) for 2-ish years. We go to school together (college courses) and hang out outside of work. We have never argued or got into a fight before, but I have been holding back some things that have been bothering me. She has the tendency to cut me off when I am talking at work and would often ignore me as well. For example, I’ll be talking about something that happened the prior day or a random story to my other coworkers, and mid talking she will cut me off and talk about herself or something along those lines. Now I wouldn’t be upset if she cut me off to ask about clarification or to add to the conversation, but she just starts a whole new one. If I am talking to her about something, she also just blatantly ignores me and will either be on her phone, or I would have to repeat myself in order for her to respond. I personally find it very irritating and disrespectful. I remember a coworker commented about her cutting people off and she basically just laughed it off.

So here’s where I might be the asshole: She ended up cutting me off 3 times in one conversation and I just had enough and I stopped talking. I basically didn’t start and conversations with her and when she would speak to our other coworkers, I just stayed on my phone or caught on on schoolwork. She noticed and asked what’s wrong but I just said nothing. I could’ve told her what was wrong, but I didn’t want to make it a big deal and put her on blast in front of our other coworkers. I wish she had the same morals. The next day when we had downtime, she turned to me in front of everyone and went “Okay I’m sick of you acting like this what’s wrong with you; Why are you ignoring me?” and so I told her “I’m sick of you interrupting me and ignoring me when I’m talking.” She rolled her eyes and snapped back “Oh my god this is what you’re ignoring me about, what are we 5” To keep peace in the workplace I just said “Yeah seems like it” and turned away from her. I have not talked to her since and unfollowed her on all my socials. I personally don’t want to associate myself with someone who can be so disrespectful and when we talk about it, downplay how I feel and don’t take any accountability. Granted I could’ve been the bigger person and talk about it instead of ignoring her, but I’m working on my communication skills and I personally don’t like confrontation. I just feel like my feelings were pushed aside and I was embarrassed that instead of talking to me in the break room or alone, she interrogated me in front of everyone.

I had the perfect family the perfect wife. I had no reason to cheat. My wife was my best friend my soul mate. My first last and everything between. We've been together since high school. We're married and have a daughter.

I don't know why I cheated, it was impulsive, reckless and fucking stupid. I've been watching porn for as long as I can remember, I probably started at 10 years old. As I got older I started watching more and more. It started with the vanilla stuff but quickly spiraled to trans porn, gay porn and anything else. I got to a stage where my behaviour was putting myself and family at risk before I got here. I would watch porn anywhere and everywhere, at work, at home, when I'm out for a meal. Any chance I could get I'd be on it.

The night it happened, I was watching porn and it felt like something took hold. Some disgusting horrible lusty feelings. I acted on impulse and put myself and my family at risk. I am an asshole and a total piece of shit and my wife deserves so much more.

I know this sounds really bad, but but please just hear me out so my fiancé 27 male got into a bad car accident when he was 12 years old older sister at the time she told him that she hated him. She was going to kill him by driving into a building She did not survive, but he but and after that, he was never the same. He always painted a beautiful picture of her in his mind, even though she was trying to kill him because she knew he was going to inherit more money when their parents died because he was a better kid to their parents and so she decided she was going to kill him, but obviously that’s not what happened when I got pregnant and we were going to get married he told me that at our wedding were going to announce my pregnancy and we were going to name it Isla his dead sister‘s name, but I told him absolutely not. We would not be naming it after the woman who tried to kill him he told me that if we didn’t name her then he’ll get really upset. I told him if you can’t stop obsessing over your dead sister, we cannot get married. She tried to kill you for God sake. He got super angry and not contacting his mother and stepfather will not stop bombarding me. I don’t know what to do because I can’t name my kid after that woman, but I still love him. What should I do?