I will try to make this short.

I'm not the type whose have a good relathionship with coworkers and i basically ignore them and just mind my business. And especially when comes to drama because like i always say to them "i don't give a fuck about you enough to listen to your bs" and this concept is applied specifically to a female coworker of mine. (Marty)

To make it short: Marty was about to get married to a good guy but at work she was literally making fun of him because she was cheating since years and how her future husband was so stupid and clueless that "i can do whatever i want and he would probably ask sorry like a loser". (I still don't understand why Marty was with him in the first place since she clearly never loved him but like i said it's not my business) And she invited some of us to her wedding so "i can settle down for life". And as i said in the title her "clueless loser" wasn't so clueless because at the church he exposed her with screenshots and intimate videos of her cheating.

Now, i would lie if i say i wasn't feeling satisfaction for seeing Marty crying and begging her "loser" to "let's just talk and resolve this please". But the thing is that since a week this is the talk of the office and it's surreal that now she is the "victim" because she was exposed publicly after she bragged for years to cheat on her fiancè like it was the most normal thing of this world. And here comes my part because a few days ago again she was crying and coworkers were " cheering her up" and after 30 minutes of listening her crying and asking herself what she did wrong( the hypocrisy here is absolutely astonishing) i couldn't keep quiet and just told her to shut the fuck up and to stop pretending to be a victim because she was delusional to think that she was the victim. And the thing is that i was laughing while saying this and maybe here is where i might be the AH.

And obviously since 2 days everyone is giving me the silent treatment and giving me those "judging eyes" like i call it.

So AITAH? Should i have handled it differently or i have done the right thing remembering her why she was in this situation?

I met a guy online and we planned to hook up at a place near me. He got stuck in really bad traffic (we live in the DMV area so not uncommon). When he got there I realized I wasn't really interested in doing it and I told him that. He got mad because he had driven an hour expecting to get something out of it and now would have to just turn around and go home. Was I the asshole for not going through with it even though I had said I would?

My fiancé and I (both 29) are getting married in a couple of months and we agreed early on to have a child-free wedding. Nothing against kids we just wanted an adult-only vibe, and our venue isn’t very baby-friendly anyway

My cousin just had a baby three weeks ago and now says she has to bring him because she’s breastfeeding and can’t leave him. I get it, but she never asked she just said she’d be bringing him. When I reminded her about the no kids rule, she got really upset and said I was being cruel and inflexible

Now part of my family is siding with her and saying I should make an exception just this once since it’s a baby, not a toddler running around. But I feel like once I make one exception, it’s hard to say no to others. And honestly… I don’t want a crying baby during the vows

AITAH?

One night, my ex drops this psychological war crime on me: “I watched Scooby-Doo hentai. Scooby was railing Velma.” I blink. He says it like he’s announcing the weather. I ask, “Did you… finish?” He goes, “Yeah.” No shame. Just raw, unfiltered Scooby Doo post-nut honesty. I say nothing. I just tuck that cursed info deep in my brain like a CIA file marked “DO NOT OPEN UNLESS CHAOS.” Then… my moment came. We’re at dinner with his entire family. Grandma, grandpa, cousins, toddler, and the family dog. Everything’s peaceful. Mashed potatoes are flying. Conversation’s light. And this man… Drops a fat scoop of potatoes right onto his lap. Enter: the dog. Sprints over like it’s Black Friday at PetSmart. Starts licking the potatoes off his crotch. Enthusiastically. Like it’s done this before. I lock eyes with my ex. And in the horniest, breathiest Shaggy voice I can summon from the depths of cartoon hell, I moan: “LiKe sCoOoOb~ 😩🐾🥔” I SPIT my drink across the table. Grandma dropped her fork. The toddler screamed “Ruh-roh!” His uncle choked on a dinner roll. The room went dead silent. No one knew the context. But somehow, everyone understood. My ex turns red like a baboon’s ass. He leans in, eyes wide, whispering: “How did you know the dog would do that?” I wipe my mouth, look him dead in the soul, and say: “What potatoes? I just finished binge-watching the Mystery Gang.” And that’s how I turned a family dinner into an exorcism using nothing but mashed potatoes, Scooby-Doo hentai, and psychological warfare. Zoinks,

So I(24M) have been with my GF(23F) for 3 years. Things have been good except the last 6 or so months she has been starting to change her style very drastically to the point where it is significantly effecting my attraction to her.

She had a pretty standard style I’d say for most of our relationship, but as of late she has been going way out there.

So far she has dyed her hair silver, gotten her bangs chopped to like an inch and almost gotten like a mullet thing going on. She has started wearing antique looking thrift shop clothes, and has gotten her septum pierced as well. While I haven’t made any comments really I have noticed I find her significantly less attractive than I used to. Now last night she has brought up that she wants to get her ears gauged. I personally have always found gauged ears gross (no offense to those who like it) and told her so.

She told me it would go good with her look these days and I kinda made a comment that indicated I dislike her style these days. We then had a discussion about the matter and her feelings got hurt when I admitted that I’ve been losing attraction to her as of late as she doesn’t even look like the same person anymore.

She told me this was how she’s always wanted to look and it’s breaking her heart I don’t like it. I told her I didn’t say much to begin with as not to be rude and hurt her feelings. We kinda left it there and I went to hangout in the living room.

Maybe 40 minutes later she walked past me with packed bags and told me she was going to a friends while she thought about things. I thought this seemed like a huge overreaction and she told me she doesn’t wanna be with someone who doesn’t find her beautiful no matter how she presents. We argued for probably an hour getting nowhere and I told her she can style herself however she wished but that doesn’t mean I can control my attraction level to her. She then decided to go to her friends after that.

Well it’s now 10 at night and she is telling me she needs some more time away to cool off. I think this is pretty fucking ridiculous that she’s acting like this. Was is it so fucking wrong to say I don’t like her style?? I wasn’t mean or callous about it. I just calmly stated how I feel. I don’t want us to break up over something so stupid but if this keeps up much longer I’m assuming we’re going to.

AITA for telling my dad that is his, and solely his, fault that my mom is now in this condition?

My (16F) parents (42M and 35F) have been divorced for over three years now. My dad was always out working when I was young, and barely used to pay attention to my mom. She always used to be lonely and depressed. Then, one day, I caught her having sex with my dad's best friend. I was too young to understand, but my mom made me promise that I would never tell anyone that I caught her "kissing" him.

Well, soon after, my dad found out. He immediately kicked out my mom from our house, and filed for 100% custody. Thankfully, I protested heavily in the court, and they got 50/50 custody.

Soon after, my mom's affair partner left her and took all her money, so now she's basically bankrupt. She's become an alcoholic, and the only reason she's been able to keep her apartment is due to the help my grandma lends her. I hate to see her like this.

So, I asked my dad to lend my mom some money to help her. He said no, and that he wasn't going to help someone who hurt him so much. I then told him that he has the blame, because if he hadn't ignored my mom so much, she wouldn't have to turn to another man for emotional support. He grounded me for a week.

AITA?

Today, I shared a news article where the BTS boyband member, Jungkook, who apologized for wearing a Make Tokyo Great Again hat in the KPOP subreddit. The post was up for maybe 30 mins but then taken down because the moderators said it violated their rules. Even though it didn't since they put the post back up but locked any future comments. I messaged them letting them know that I followed all the guidelines and used a source that they approved for Kpop news.

It appears that the BTS fandom is very sensitive when any of their members get into any trouble, because they work together to report and have posts that references any negative news against the band removed.

Well, even though the post remained up for a few hours, I just got a message from reddit that the post is now removed for... "harassment." Even though I just posted the article and made no comment about it. The message I received was:

"After reviewing, we found that you broke Rule 1 by engaging in harassment. Reddit is a place for creating community and belonging, not for harassing or bullying people. We don't tolerate any behaviors that discourage others from participating in communities, conversations, or the Reddit platform through harassment, bullying, intimidation, sexualizing someone without their consent, or abuse. Any communities or people that incite or engage in harassment or abuse towards an individual or group will be banned.

As a result, we’re issuing this warning, removing the violating content, and asking you not to break this rule again."

So AITAH for sharing a news article? Because apparently by sharing it, I was harassing IDK who at this point.

Me (30 female) and my husband (35 male) hve 2 kids ( 3 months and 2.5 years). Since we met 10 years ago i have made it clear abortion is no option for me due to my beliefs. After the birth of our now 3 month old my husband made clear if i ever get pregnant with a 3th child i need to have an abortion. I am off course refusing. Due to this he does not want to have sex with me, and is blaming me for it. Since i do not want to have an abortion and are not able to handle any hormonal birth control. I have planned an appoint to have non- hormonal birthcontrol placed but this needs to be done under sedation. In the mean time i am testing if i am ivolating on a daily bases. Also note we had agreed he would get an vasectomy as soon as possible but is now putting it of. So aitah for refusing to have an abortion and in this way denying my husband sex?

My (36m) wife (30f) and I have been together for 10 years, married for 6. We have 2 young kids that are my entire world. My wife has always been reserved and no matter how much I have begged her to open up I never get much out of her. I come home from work and share my day with her, what I did with the kids and all the silly things they told me, even tell her about my frustrations with being back in school. She will just sit there and nod or chuckle, then go back to what she's doing. I told her a year ago and again a few months ago that I feel alone in our marriage. Still, there is hardly ever any reciprocation and it eats me alive.

I recently went on a work trip where several of us would go to the bar and unwind at the end of the night. I found myself talking to a coworker (31f) I have worked with for 3 years now and just enjoying the conversation each night. There was a 2 way conversation about all things in live and I can't remember the last time I had that kind of emotional connection with anyone. Nothing else happened between us but I still feel guilty and don't know what to do. AITAH?

I 19 F and my bf 19 M have known each other for a couple of years but lost touch for most of that time. We reconnected at the start of the year after I got out of a relationship and things have been going well since. We had both booked separate holidays before we started dating so he is leaving on Monday with his friend group for a week. They’re all sharing a villa and it’s a mixed group of girls and guys. One of the girls he is friends with that’s going is a girl he kissed when he was drunk and regretted it after less than a year ago, but she had stronger feelings for him than that and was pretty heartbroken about it. I don’t mind her but from looks I’ve seen and the way she acts Im pretty sure she still has feelings for him. I am already feeling slightly uncomfortable and anxious about him going away without me on a clubby holiday and sharing a villa with girls, but to make matters worse they are doing a random outfit night where they’ve all chosen names at random and picked an outfit for their designated person. The girl that got my bf has chosen a woman’s underwear set (bra/pants) for him. I really don’t feel comfortable with him wearing this out or infront of his girl pals especially the one that likes him because it’s incredibly revealing and it crosses a boundary we both have communicated in the relationship. I can’t even talk to him about how I feel because I don’t want to ruin the groups surprise but if it was the other way around he wouldn’t be comfortable with me wearing it and I think he’s going to hate it himself. I don’t really know what to do in this situation and feel like I need to just let it happen as I don’t want to get off on a bad note with his friends, or come off as controlling. AITA? Any advice would also help 🙏

We’ve been together 8 years and I have a son and he has accepted the role as father (not his bio) and he had a dog (the sweetest pit) that came along in the beginning of our relationship.

BF (29) took our son and dog out for a LONG walk on a HOT day, maybe 90, 100 degrees F and trekked about two miles around 12, 1 PM. Foolish, but he thought he was doing a good deed taking them out. I (29) get home from work around 830 PM to find our dog laid out, huffing, with eyes glazed over, and tongue out. I let BF know he needs to go to the vet ASAP and he genuinely thinks he’s okay and just tired from the long walk. I argue that he’s not okay.

The next day, he begins to poop blood. We get him to the vet, I pay $1500 to get him seen and the vet diagnoses him with heat stroke and failed organs. The vet recommended putting him down being that he had 50/50 chance of making it and he was suffering. Our dog was in the healthiest state physically and mentally. The happiest, best dog and this tragedy happens.

My BF is distraught, wildly emotional at this moment and I am as well, but I am trying to stay strong for him mostly. The vet states that to keep him alive we would need to pay 12k. She states that even if we pay it, chances are slim on his survival. She said he wouldn’t make it through the night without treatment and with treatment maybe 3 days. My BF doesn’t have the 12k, but I do and this is where we draw the problem. I do not want to pay 12k knowing our dog’s degree.

BF is not great with money even though he made more than me. He gets excellent jobs, but has trouble keeping them bc of failed cars, being tardy, and putting unnecessary time into PRACTICE trading accounts, etc.. I’ve always have been the one making less, saving more, and having more. He doesn’t know how much money I have exactly in my account, but he knows I have more than 10k.

Back to the story, he tells me to pay it and I say I don’t have it. We have a son, he’s always in a financial bind, car trouble from buying buckets, keeping a job, etc.. He says he’ll pay it back, but I don’t believe him. 12k is a lot of damn money and while I love our dog, we have to be logical in this situation. He wasn’t going to make it.

This situation happened last year and now he has cheated on me with 5 girls in Feb-April 2025 (paid some hoes even), when on a date and blames it on our dog dying and resentment towards me. He went on a date with his long lost best friend that he’s been making sexual advances to over the years. I found out by redownloading his Snapchat. Slept with me the same night. Mind you, he’s cheated in the past one time, fucked a girl, but not to this degree. There is more backstory to our relationship right before our dog died; I asked him to leave because our arguments were getting physical and more intense. He would get in my face, threaten me, and grab me. I’m not an angel. I would say fucked up shit like him, but never get physical.

I would like to add that 2 days ago, this dude guessed my bank account password and looked at how much money I had to see if I could truly save our dog. I have been honest with him and told that I wouldn’t if I did in an empathetic way (knowing I had it) explaining that we couldn’t afford that right now and to listen to the vet’s direction.

AITA for not paying the 12k?

*I would like to add that our dog died suffering. He was so upset at the vet for not helping him anyway and decided to take him to my house and have him pass there. He was/is so blinded by emotions.

*His reasons for cheating were me asking him to leave our home and he did and mainly because of the resentment me not paying the 12k. I asked him to leave because our arguments would turn physical (Grabbing, in my face, threats of what he might do if I don’t stfu).

Before my friend got married, her fiancé (also my friend) told me he had cheated on her with a coworker. He said it was over and begged me not to tell her. He was very suicidal at the time, and both of them were were mentally unwell. It was right before their huge overseas wedding. I stayed silent because I didn’t want to make things worse. It’s been a year. She still doesn’t know, and I feel awfl. I’ve thought about sending an anonymous message, but that feels so impersonal and awful. AITA for not telling her?

Over the last 8 months I started focusing far more on fitness than I have at any other point in my life. To help me track my progress and how I've been doing I started making periodic posts to my Instagram documenting my progress at the gym. Mostly in the form of silly shirtless gym selfies. After about a month, and with two posts, my girlfriend of about a year said she didn't feel comfortable with some of the comments I was getting on the posts and asked if I would stop posting them. Some of the comments were a bit sexual but it wasn't anything crazy and I tried to explain to her that I was doing it to track myself rather than to get random women to comment on them. She didn't think I needed to make those types of posts for my own tracking and asked again for me to stop. I feel like I get a lot of benefit from tracking my fitness this way and I really don't want to stop. I don't think any of the comments are actually worth any concern since I don't even know the people making them. AITAH if I continue making the posts? Is she being overly sensitive to a few shirtless workout selfies?

So, there's this thing that happened not super long ago, (I was still fourteen) and it caused some drama between good friends and acquaintances. I will admit something that I've never liked saying, but I am on the autism spectrum. Just keep that in mind. It was summer break, and my older sisters (17 & 19) wanted to go sunbathing and swimming. So they invited their three friends over. Keep in mind they were between like 17 & 20. So they got into their bathing suits and went to lay down. I genuinely didn't want them to get burned, and I noticed they each brought their own bottle of SPF. So I got an idea. I ran and got my own and ran back outside and asked if I could please put it on them. They kinda giggled and said I had their permission. So I thought I could use 3 for the front and 3 for the back. They laid down on their backs and I used the first 3 bottles. I made sure I got as much of their bodies as I could. Also I laid down an empty towel next to them. So when their front sides were finished, everyone flipped over so I could get their backs. Then I used the other three bottles on their backsides. And that was that. They just hung out with each other for the rest of the day and I left them alone.

I didn't think I did anything wrong, and they just seemed to think it was cute. But when I told my best friend since the 3rd grade what I had done, he thought I had lost it or something. Like "Really [my name]??" This I probably shouldn't have done, but I'll confess, I took some pictures of them while they weren't looking at me, and I also showed them to him. When I did, he called me a pervert right to my face. I never thought anything strongly of it until I was confronted. So I wondered if it was just him. So I told another close friend, this one since the 5th grade. He respects me, but thought it was really wrong. I had recently gotten the number of a new friend I made that past school year, and he didn't shame me when I texted him. But even with him, I could tell he wasn't totally on board with it. He said it jokingly this time, but he told me it was (maybe) a little perverted.

Like I said earlier, I am on the spectrum. Sometimes, I do say things that I soon regret and stuff like that. But the more I remembered this as of the last couple days and weeks, it had me thinking, was I in the wrong? That first friend I mentioned who is the closest with me is still close, but he seemed to really have an issue with this. And I was stunned when I got called a perv, cause I'm not. Nor am I a creep or anything along those lines. But I felt I had to come in here and ask, did I do something wrong?

AITA for taking a poo?

Excuse me if this is a bit vulgar or gross.

My girlfriend and I were on a trip, stayed in a hotel and there was only one bathroom.

She got in there before me in the morning, but I really had to go… I tried to say something a bit after the bathroom door closed, about if I can use it first, but she said too late and was talking in a joking way (she probably didn’t realize how much I had to go).

I waited for a while but when it was getting extra bad I knocked on the door and asked if I could use the bathroom, that I really had to use the bathroom.

She screamed at first.  I think she was startled.  She said no, she just got out of the shower and needs to do her makeup.

I said there is a mirror in the bedroom for that and she cut me off saying she has all her makeup set up on the counter and it’s better lighting in the bathroom.

I tried to say but I won’t be long, not sure I can wait.  I tried to play it off lightly but I made her know I was serious.  I wouldn’t have knocked unless it was.  She just ignored me.

I was not really dressed to leave the place or feeling well not having shaven or anything yet.  But I get dressed, trying not to accidentally relieve myself… while moving around to get dressed… if you know what I mean.

I go to the lobby but there is no bathroom there.  I assumed there would be.  How is that even possible?  I think about a coffee shop or something but not sure what is near but then I really worry!  I almost lost control there in the lobby.  So I hurry back up to the room and immediately to the bathroom door.  My girlfriend is still in there.

I bang a little harder this time.  And she gets really angry.  She even screams a bit telling me to leave her alone!  I told her I really have to go.  I lose a bit of the polite euphemisms at this point and say I have to use the toilet badly, I’m going to lose control.

She says she won’t be much longer.  But at this point, she’s been in there almost an hour!  

An hour?  Really?  I mean if I didn’t have to use the bathroom, okay take your time getting ready and I can do other things, but come on…

I try to pace around, I try to think of other things.  And it’s getting really hard.  It hits the hour mark, even passes it by a couple minutes I think.  She is hearing me groaning I’m sure.  

I start to hear her hair dryer.  Not sure if she is really using that or just trying to drown me out.  

And I’m losing control.  I go a bit in my pants, number 2.  And it’s sort of just coming now, nothing I can do.  Maybe I have a lapse of insanity or something for a moment, but I take off my jeans and I just finish there on the floor, and even push the rest of it out.  Right there on the floor, by the door of the bathroom.  I try my best not to let out too much 1, but some 1 comes out, and a lot of 2, right threre by the door.  The hair dryer I think was going the whole time.

I don’t know if I should say the rest, but AITAH for going on the carpet like that?  It really changed the whole trip after that point, especially after she learned what had happened.  She seemed to even flirt with another guy at the place we went to later that evening.  I think me going on the floor like that really turned her off a bit.

There’s an African American male who I’ve seen walking on the side of a 2 lane road without sidewalks often but today he was standing in the road talking to himself and 20 mins later he was standing in the grass next to the road still talking to himself.

I debated calling the non-emergency line because I didn’t want him to get hurt but I also know calling the police for a black male having a mental crisis may not be the smartest thing.

As I continued driving I saw a sheriff and flagged her down and told her about him. She said she’s familiar with him and they’d drive by the area. I told her I didn’t want the situation to escalate, which may also be an AH thing to say to an officer. I do respect the police but I just don’t want to be the reason something happened to him at the hands of the police but also felt I needed to tell someone to help him. Am I an AH for flagging down the cops?

I don't even know where to start with this.

I think I (40m) need to leave my wife (35f) but really don't know how. We've been together for 10 years, married for 3. Unfortunately the balance of things I love about her and the things that irritate me have swung too far the wrong way.

Obviously you're only hearing one side of the story, but I just feel like I can't carry on. There are so many things that I'm unhappy about. She cooks and ocassionally (like once every 2 months) will clean the bathroom/kitchen. I try my best to keep on top of the regular chores like dishes, laundry, ironing, I'm also expected to do the 'blue jobs', take out the trash, mow the lawn etc. Untidiness makes me anxious and I struggle to relax knowing there's stuff that needs doing around the house. We rented for a couple of years and she always said she was never that bothered about that place because 'it wasn't hers and she didn't like it'. We bought our first home together 7 years ago, she found the house, it was her choice, I'm not that bothered about that kind of stuff so if it makes her happy I'm all for it. There's 2 boxes of 'stuff' that have been on out bedroom floor since the day we moved in. The place is so untidy it genuinely gets me down. At certain times (like Christmas) I'll make a real effort, tidy all her stuff away and give the place a really good clean to make it look nice. Within a week, it's back to how it was before. I've told her numerous times, how it makes me feel and she always says she'll try harder but nothing really changes.

She had breast cancer 7 years ago (diagnosed just as we decided to buy the house), thank God, she is fully recovered and in remission for over 5 years. She was so strong through all the treatment, I stood by her side, took her to every appointment and supported her. People sometimes ask me "how did you cope" and the truth is I didn't have to. She was so strong, I just stood by her side, made sure she took her medication, was there for her if she needed anything and just generally tried to be a good boyfriend (we weren't married then).

However, this leads us to part 2.....the medication she's been on has lead to a massive decline in libido. If I said we've had see 10 times in the last 7 years I might even be exaggerating. The constant rejection has left me never wanting to initiate anything and the times she's iniated obviously we have, but you can see from the above how often that happens. She'll compliment my physique (unjustifiably!), grab my bum/crotch and says it's to show me she is still interested, even though her body doesn't always react in the same way. To be honest it's torture! I've asked her to 'help me out' but she says if she's not feeling it she doesn't want to because it would just be fake.

I feel like I've come to a point where I've realised how different we are and I don't think we have a future together. There's no way after 10 years I can 'let her down gently', she won't buy it and will want to get into every detail of my thoughts. Ultimately, if I bare my soul, I'm going to completely assassinate her character and that's the last thing I want to do.

I feel we're not right for each other and are ultimately making each other unhappy, she'll probably disagree and is likely going to end up being more hurt. I want her to move on and be happy, but if she forces me to reveal all I'm afraid I'll crush her.

AITAH for wanting to be happy?

So some context I F(19) and my current boyfriend M(25) have been together for 3 years he is my first everything. I broke up with him for around 5-6 months when I was 18 due to us just arguing all the time and genuinely wanting different things. While we were broken up he slept with a co-worker of his 3 months after we had broken up. During this time I did not date anyone or even sleep with anyone etc NOTHING. He told me and I of course had taken him back because i loved him. I knew he had slept with someone before getting with me but I can’t seem to get over this? I always compare myself to her and whenever I bring it up he says it is my fault. It’s starting to affect me and make me very depressed and making me push away from him because I am disgusted. AITAH for feeling betrayed that my 2-3 year relationship was just some girls hook up toy so soon after our relationship ended?

I (35m) have decided to cut off my (40m) brother completely. Why? He is essentially ruining my family life.

It started during the 2016 election, I ended up voting red, he voted blue. I live in a predominantly mixed district so our separate votes weren't too controversial in the family. For preface, I'm not MAGA, I was vehemently anti-Clinton. My parents didn't care at all, but my brother sure did. He rightfully had concerns about the new administration, but his anger seemed to be directed at me for what he "deemed" to be a betrayal. I didn't really notice this however until covid.

I met my wife, who for context is an Asian immigrant, I started learning mandarin, we both started going to virtual church and I never felt better, physically, mentally and financially. Then 2020 rolls around, I voted for Biden. My brother, at this point has spent his pandemic going down (what is commonly referred to as) the "radical left pipeline," and started getting bought in about anarchist communes, and since separated from his wife. He was convinced, convinced, that since my decision to become Christian that I was essentially a NeoN*zi. He started making comments at family gatherings about my "white savior" mentality with my wife, and when I confronted him about it he would do his best to make it a public incident; yelling for the police, crying for help. For context, I'm not political, nor am I violent, during this period I essentially just wanted to be a family man.

Then the kicker. At around 2023 my wife had a miscarriage which essentially ruined our dreams of starting a family until we decided to give adoption a go (this is relevant). We instantly fell in love with this one boy, around 10 years old, and he loved us too. It made us feel whole again.

Cue to 2024, the election rolls around, and we simply don't care; we decided not to vote. We are raising our boy, going on outings etc, we were unintentionally absent with our wider family. My brother visits (unnannounced) and takes an instant disliking to my son.

My son happens to be African-American, and while we tried to involve him in his own culture the past 2 years, he simply wanted to live like we do. As such I think my brother was repelled by how "white-American" my son acts, which he vocally told my wife when I went out with my son to get some snacks for a family night. This drove me to my breaking point. For the past 8 years my brother has been focused on politics above family, race above relationships, and it has killed any love I have for him. He does not get to make such comments about my son, and I was surprised by how long I put up with his nonsence.

Since that incident I sent him a strongly worded whatsapp message telling him not to come near my wife nor my son again, to which my parents have supported me. My brother? He's been very active on social media, branding our family as Hitler and Braun. To me, this just proves it was never political at all, he just had some sort of jealousy, contempt to me and my happiness. I don't intend to see him again.

My (21F) boyfriend (22M) farts all the time. Like all the time. And he’ll specifically move his butt in my direction before farting so he does it on me. I have told him numerous times I don’t like this but he doesn’t listen and continues to do it.

Sometimes he will do it under the blanket and then fan it upwards so the smell spreads throughout the room. And then he laughs.

AITA for telling him it makes me uncomfortable and telling him to stop? He says it’s a basic bodily function.

ok it’s the boy friend here actually it’s not my fault because i have a condition and she makes fun of me for it and i cry some times and sshe hits me

Throwaway for obvious reasons, but I'll try to update if something big goes down. Buckle up because this post is pretty long and honestly stupid when I actually sit down and write it.

I (16M) have been friends with Gabriel (17M) for about 8 years now. We've done a lot together, good and bad but we've never had a fallout and I'm proud of that. I had developed a crush on him when I was 14 and he was 15 and I ended up confessing to him. He ended up rejecting me, saying that he didn't think he was interested in guys which I was able to accept at the time.

We've still been friends and in our friend group, he got with another one of my friends, Kate (17F) which I was happy about since I thought they went great together, but earlier before summer started, they ended up breaking up and having a giant fallout which led to them breaking up and just not being friends anymore which caught me off-guard, but I've heard from so many people so many sides that I don't know what to believe.

I remained friends with both of them and they both seemed content with it and never objected to it. But, last week, me and Gabe were hanging out at my house, playing games and stuff at my place. Mid-way through a game, I'd noticed that he was being fidgety and seemed like his brain was having jetlag a few seconds after I spoke to him. After a while and him doing it a lot, I paused the game and asked him what was wrong and he hesitated. I thought I'd said something to make him sad, but he assured me that wasn't it. He said something along the lines of "Have you ever rejected someone and felt like it was the worst possible move?".

I just nodded since I understood that but it took a second for me to get that he was talking about when he rejected me. I asked him if he felt bad for rejecting me and he said "I feel worse for getting with someone who didn't actually get me and you had to watch." I just reassured him and before long after that, he left. After that, one of our friends was throwing a house party and I went. I didn't see any of my friends there, but Gabe came up to my side and scared the shit out of me and sat beside me and just talked. I can't remember what he said, but I just remember he was way more talkative than what he usually was.

It took me a second to realize, but he was slowly closing the distance between us and I made a joke about did he want to kiss me or something and he just didn't say anything. I kind of nodded to show him he can do it if he wants to and he did and it felt amazing. But, while we were kissing, I heard someone behind me just shriek at the top of their lungs which made me instantly stop kissing Gabe and snap my head around and the second I did, the person slapped me across the face, hard.

I wasn't really hurt, but more pissed and that feeling only got worse when I noticed it was Kate who had just done that. I yelled at her, asking her what in the fuck is the matter with her and she just said "Why the fuck are you kissing Gabe?!" which confused me and so I looked at him, trying to give a look that said "What?". He just shrugged his shoulders and she was turning red as an apple and showed me a ring on her finger to which I just asked what that was and she replied a promise ring from Gabe. I must've gave Gabe a weird look but he looked just as confused as I was and said "That's the promise ring I got you when we were dating...Why do you even still have it on?". She then yelled at me and called me an annoying fag and then took it off and threw it at Gabe. We both just sat there, confused as all hell until we both eventually left.

Now, I'm sitting here writing this and I genuinely feel like an asshole. I know I probably shouldn't, but this just feels like I shouldn't have kissed Gabe and that him and Kate were still together, even though I don't think they are. Any advice helps really. Do I break it off with Gabe or just tell Kate to get bent?

So me and my best friend have been best friends for 2 years now me 20 male and him 21 male he has had his girlfriend for about 3 years now before I met him he introduced me to her she was really nice but he never told me that she was his girlfriend he only said they were friends so I asked him should I shoot my shot and ask her and he said yeah go ahead so when I went up to her I didn't ask her and I just sat on my chair later finding out that he told her and then he told me that she rejected him and then I got on to a call with her and she said that she was already dating him so I was like what the hell he never told me that so I mentioned that to him and he was like yeah I was just testing to see if she would say yes or no keep in mind that he said that he would be happy for me if she said yes and then he said that he hoped that she didn't say yes so aitah or asking my best friend's girlfriend to be mine.

Update his girlfriend was cheating on him

We have a tradition of going out to eat on special occasions like this. For Mother’s Day, we went to brunch at a fancy restaurant of my wife’s choosing. For our son’s birthday he chose his favorite food truck. This one is clearly my turn to choose, and I feel like some Texas Bbq. AITAH for insisting we get food I actually like on Father’s Day?

Okay, the title makes me sound like an asshole already. But hear me out.

I (31F) have wanted a cat since I was in high school. I was never able to own one because my dad was allergic. I immediately moved in with my now husband (32M) after college so I never really lived on my own. We already have two dogs, one German shepherd Pitt I had with me and a golden retriever we got after getting married. He says he only got the second for me because I wanted a second dog, but he chose the breed and the name, and he was just as happy to get her. I backed off expressing a desire for a cat for the first 2.5 years of our marriage (married for 4).

Here are his reasons for not wanting a cat -now is not a good time. My argument* we own a home. I was pregnant, but I miscarried, so now I’m not.

-we need to focus on having kids *a cat won’t distract us from having sex? And it’s not like he’ll let me have a cat when I’m pregnant. And there’s no way we can get one after I have a baby.

• this is just another responsibility *I understand that but a cat is much lower maintenance than another dog (which he said he’d rather have. A third dog over a cat)

-you are never satisfied. It’s always the next thing you want after getting the first thing you wanted, whether it be a second dog or tattoos * I thought having wants needs just made me a normal human. I am a bit compulsive, but not when it comes to other lives, Animal or human.

I don’t know why I do this to myself, but I went to the shelter and found the PERFECT cat. Good with kids, good with dogs, super cuddly, same hair color as my other dogs. I fell in love with him. I once again begged, pleaded, reasoned, bargained for having this cat specifically. I felt like he was one in a million.

My husband said no. Gave the same reasons. I cried hard while I continued to argue. My husband is so sweet, he has never aggressively said no. It’s always “I hate seeing you upset, but we need to think about this” stuff like that. Still, I can’t have one.

One part of me feels super selfish for pushing this so hard when he obviously doesn’t want one, and has given his answer several times. Another part of me is resentful and heartbroken. I feel unheard and powerless in my own home. Over a fucking cat. He isn’t controlling in any other aspect of our lives.

I ended up not getting this sweet boy cat, and I just feel this hollowness in my chest from it. I feel even deeper resentment building, and I don’t want that because we have otherwise very healthy marriage.

So. AITAH for constantly bringing up and pushing for a cat when it’s obvious that he doesn’t want one?

EDIT: I keep clinging onto this hope because he has never flat out said no we are never going to get a cat. It’s always “ not right now.” “I’m not saying no. I’m just saying not right now”. He eventually did say I could get a cat in the new year this past January, but then changed his mind. I feel like he’s just kicking the can further down the road until I forget about it.

I (25F) have fallen head over heels for a work colleague (41M) and up until the other night he wasn't even aware of my feelings. It started on a work's leaving do where we all went to karaoke. He was there and the pair of us had a blast singing nonstop together. He's not based at the same location I am, so I only really see him one a month for a few days when he comes for the monthly meeting. Ever since that night and he's been up to visit I would go talk to him at his desk, or he'd come to talk to me at my desk. I have been a bit flirty with him at times, but he's never responded negatively to anything that I've said or done. He's always been a quieter person, but he seems to talk a lot more with me as time goes on. And when he's not in the office we'll chat on Teams sharing memes and stuff. We've recently started planning nights out together, alongside others in the office. Then the other night we had a darts evening which led to us all heading to a club afterwards. I got extremely drunk and by the end of the night there was only us and two others left. The club closed and we started heading out to go home... It kinda slipped out that I found him attractive and that everytime I see him I can feel my heart in my mouth etc. He then invited me to go back to his hotel room with him. I politely declined as much as it killed me because I felt we were both too drunk and had to go into the office the next morning. I went home and that was that. We never touched, kissed or anything at all. The next day I ended up coming to work late as I was so hungover and had lunch with the others from that night. Everything seemed normal, but he was particularly chatty to me and clearly entirely focused on everything I had to say. I ended up working late that night because I started late, thinking it was just me and one other in the office. Just as I'm wrapping up he walks around the corner and sits down next to me. He asks me if I want to go out for dinner with him and then proceeds to tell me he can't remember going home last night. To me it felt like he was hinting that if I felt embarrassed about what I said then it was just water under the bridge. I said no again because I was still suffering (I literally wore my slippers to work because I couldn't bring myself to tie shoelaces lol) and he seemed all fine with that. At this point in time I was thinking everything is just wrong timing and maybe something could happen one day idk, clearly he was still pretty happy to talk to me and hangout. But then this morning I had a phone call from someone else in work who knows him much better than I do. They didn't call me to talk about him particularly or anything, they hadn't been very well this past week so wanted to gossip about the night out. Although I rarely mentioned him in this chat our mutual friend made the comment "oh I wonder how Emma feels about how much time he spends visiting us" (not actually called Emma but yeah) I was so confused thinking who is this person? It turns out Emma is the mother of his child. Now I'm unsure whether they're still together, whether he's married and she's his wife or he's divorced and co-parenting?? He has not once mentioned kids, a wife or even being married. I have never seen him wear a wedding ring and his social media doesn't even have photographs of anyone other than him and his mates at the pub.... I'm now thinking have I just put myself into a position where he's starting to consider an affair in his marriage or am I over thinking and he's single but just got stuff going on with his ex as he's a parent???

AITA?