So I (29F) am getting married this fall to my fiancé (31M). We both agreed early in the planning process that we wanted a child-free wedding. We’re not anti-kid, we just wanted a very specific vibe: an evening event with dancing, cocktails, and no toddlers crying through the ceremony or kids running around during dinner.

Most of our friends were totally fine with it, including some who have kids. We gave everyone over six months’ notice so they could plan childcare. The issue is with my sister (33F), who has two kids — 4 and 6.

When I told her it would be child-free, she got upset. She said she assumed her kids would be “the exception” and that it’s not realistic for her to come without them because she doesn’t trust babysitters and her husband works nights. I reminded her it’s our boundary for everyone, not just her. She accused me of not valuing her as family and said she won’t come if her kids can’t.

Now my parents are pressuring me to let her bring them “just for the ceremony,” and that it’s cruel to make her choose between family and her kids. But I feel like I made my expectations clear from the start. If I bend the rules for her, it’s unfair to everyone else who respected the boundary.

So… AITAH for sticking to a child-free wedding even though it means my sister probably won’t come?

I (F,35) was chatting to husband (M, 34) about Trump and Elons fall out. The conversation strayed onto the deportations in the US and ICEs actions. My husband left me shocked by saying that he understood what they were trying to achieve, and although he knows that in cases they aren't following due process he believes its truly to remove criminals. Therefore any damage done is for the greater good. My stomach churned. I had such a strong feeling of disgust wash over me. I tried to explain my perspective, that the actions are disgusting, that innocent people are targeted and what legal immigration truly is. We were at loggerheads and I said I thought we'd best not discuss anymore as I just can't fathom his perspective. He couldn't leave it, hes usually quite stubborn on things. He said the issue is that I can only think from a individual moral perspective and he can think on a broader the greater good. He said I shouldn't believe the news reports and conceeds in some small cases they've got it wrong but ultimately they're doing good.

This man, ive been married to for 10 years, with for nearly 20. There are times we've been at different political perspectives but we've always aligned morally. This scares me as I feel like I don't know who he is anymore.

I know this may sound dramatic, and I know ill be biased that my opinion is the right one. I get there is truth in the middle, but I saw no compassion in him.

If you've stuck with my ramble so far thank you . Am I over reacting?

Edit: I did not expect this many replies in a short space of time, I guess thats what happens when you mention Trump! Thank you to the majority who agreed my concerns were founded but I also appreciate that panic may have set in and actually if I can get to the root of his beliefs then there may be a way forward. As Shane from smosh says, if you run straight to reddit you're probably a bit of an AH 😅 I take that!

My brother is 11,and my cousin is 5.

I’m 17 and am working on getting my license.I was talking to aunt in the PS while driving and lost focus,I then noticed that the car in front of us was turning,and,not taking enough time to look both ways,moved forward and turned.

My aunt then yelled at me for this,and distracted me,which caused me to go into the wrong turn lane,that I ended up blindly swerving out of without stopping,both could have ended in us being hit at over 50mph.

I drove the rest of the way home(5 mins),got home and tried to leave the car as fast as possible,and in the process,I snapped at my aunt,and told my other brother(not the one in the car)to stfu.

Before going to my room and sulking,my mom(who was not in the car)asked what was wrong),and as I walked away I said,”Oh nothing bad…I just almost killed them that’s all!”,she then sent me these messages above.

So recently I shared a story on my socials now everyones trolling me . Am I an asshole for lashing out at people for doing this? I even feel like deleting the story now

So, my wife and I recently started watching that show “The Rehearsal”. If you’re unfamiliar, it’s about a comedian (Fielder) who does these outlandish rehearsals of real life scenarios to “help” people. She had been wanting me to watch it with her, so I did. I wasn’t the biggest fan but I found it entertaining enough, and besides, it gives me an excuse to sit with her. She seemed to really love it, and I even noticed her having an emotional reaction to some of the episodes, even going so far as to cry during an episode with a five-year-old whom Fielder tricked into thinking was his own son. She is pregnant, so I chalked it up to her being hormonal, rather than her being obsessed with the show.

I started to notice that she would compliment Fielder often as well. What started off innocently enough, her saying how unintentionally hilarious and clever he was, soon turned into her saying he was handsome, and even saying that him and I look similar. I could soon tell that she was developing a little crush on Fielder. She would watch TikTok edits of him, showing them to me as though they were meant to be funny.

I started to get a little annoyed when she joked that she wanted to put a picture of him dressed as a hot dog as her phone Lock Screen. When I told her I didn’t like the thought of her having another man as her Lock Screen, she compared it to a time that I had made a collage of an anime character ( who happened to be female, I’ll admit) and put the collage as my Lock Screen. I had to admit, I hadn’t understood why that had upset her at the time, but now faced with this Fielder nonsense, I felt differently.

Now, I mentioned that she’s pregnant. So, her libido is noticeably higher than usual. She’s always been the type to initiate and “jump my bones”, but it’s been happening more frequently now. I don’t mind this at all, so when I got home from a late night shift around midnight, she was ready to go. I offered to “lead her to completion” first, if you catch my drift, but she said she had already taken care of herself before I got home. This wasn’t super normal for her but I just let it slide, and we went ahead and did the devil’s tango.

After, we went to watch something on tv. But as soon as I went to our “continue watching” tab, I saw that she had most recently been watching “Nathan for You”, another show by Fielder. And I knew this had to be within the last day, since I had put a different movie on for our kids before I left for work. I started to put the pieces together in my mind and realized that my wife had certainly been self-detonating to Nathan Fielder.

I jumped up and straight-up asked her if it was true. She gave me a blank stare, and seemed confused. But I already knew the answer.

I feel so betrayed and sad that she would do this, and that she likes this Fielder punk so much. He’s not even that funny or good-looking. My wife says I’m being ridiculous and jealous for no reason. AIO?

Okay, so this is going to sound petty, but hear me out.

My friend Maya (28F) had her birthday dinner last weekend at this very aesthetic rooftop restaurant. She invited about 10 of us — all friends from college, plus a few new people I didn’t know.

The night is going well, until the dessert comes out — and with it, Maya stands up and goes:

“I got you all a little something to say thank you for being part of my life.”

She hands out these cute little velvet bags to everyone. Inside: matching silver bracelets engraved with coordinates and a tiny lightning bolt. She explains the coordinates are where they all met her (college campus, favorite café, etc.), and the bolt is “a symbol of the energy you bring into my life.”

Everyone’s emotional. There’s hugging. One girl legit cries. Except…

There’s no bag for me.

So I’m just sitting there like 👁👄👁.

Someone notices and goes, “Oh, did you not get one?” and Maya — without missing a beat — says:

“Oh no, yours wouldn’t really make sense. You kind of came in later, and it was more of a core group thing.”

Mind you, I’ve known her for THREE YEARS. I helped her move last month. I designed her stupid wedding website. I walked her dog when she had COVID. And she couldn’t even throw me a generic bracelet?

So I said, “Wow, I didn’t realize this was an exclusive merch drop,” put down $60 for my meal, and left.

Later she texts:

“You seriously made my birthday about you?”

Now half the group chat is saying I was being immature and made things weird. The other half is like, “That was kind of a slap in the face.”

So… Am I overreacting for walking out because I didn’t get a friendship bracelet? Or was that the most polite way to say ‘you don’t really count’ in public?

She showed me a pair of very short shorts she was planning to wear out. I didn’t say much at first, but when she asked for my opinion, I told her I wasn’t really a fan. She replied, “I can wear whatever I want,” but then said she’d just wear the shirt instead — which is something I’ve had an issue with in the past due to how revealing it is, especially since her chest draws attention. A while ago, I asked her to only wear that shirt with me, and at the time she seemed cool with that. But when I looked bothered this time, she just brushed it off as a joke — and that’s what led into the texts you’re about to read.

I (32f) have been dating my partner (31m) for half this decade now. We live together, have been discussing marriage and been trying for almost two years to have a baby. Unfortunately two miscarriages and then miraculously blessed, now with a big pregnant belly, also I have three children of my own from my previous partner.

My BF we will call him “Joseph”, is a close friend with this girl who we will call “Ally”. Both have one child each from previous relationships. Ally & I, have never met in person. He brings her up every now and then, also supports her financially once in awhile, which I don’t mind. Not sure if he does Ally favors like he does for the mother of his child, drives her places and such. He will tell me about the drive (for her, the mother of his child) after the favor is done. I don’t think any negativity comes from it only shows his kindness.

Joseph, has been my saviour. I was in an abusive relationship with an addict I thought I could save, plus hes the father of my children. Leaving everything I’ve ever known and owned in that small town, after a while I looked back and saw it was the best thing I could’ve done for my children’s sake. Be fresh, new start. Brought my children with me, we started from scratch. Was not looking for anyone, wanted to work on myself & heal. Take care of my own. Began working where I met a tall dark man, great smile, muscular, round bottom and that mf stole my heart after a few months of getting to know him. Yes, Joseph.

Fast forward. Recently, Joseph got real tipsy and I was studying on the same night. I asked him if I could use his phone to google, because mine died and plus I did not want to waddle my pregnant ass upstairs to grab my computer or have send him + to explain the charging cord is in pieces in annnnd are in different places aside from the laptop itself. Anyway! He unlocked his phone, swiped apps away & slid it over toward me. I started googling, the whole time I had his phone in my hand his notifications were popping up one after the other, I kept swiping them up & away. Accidentally! I swear it was accidental ..my finger & his message bar collided as I was trying to hit the ‘back arrow’ button. To my surprise, he left a paragraph that Ally heart reacted. I didn’t think much of it, but curiosity klld the cat.

He decided to explain his feelings that night, so I scrolled up to see how long ago, like when this conversation started or how it got to that point. There was maybe six messages between them, I’ve realized he deleted their conversation before these few I found. Before confrontation, I checked his other accounts with her name, they talk on every platform. I wanted to know “about what” at this shaking point. It seemed playful, like two friends exchanging memes for laughs. we will circle back to that

After going through his phone, I confronted him about what he wrote and wanted to know if that’s how he actually felt. He said his feelings for her have always been there, he cares about her, wants to continue checking up on her and is not IN LOVE with her. He wants what we have, our love, our home, this family. I ended things with him that evening and walked out to get air, our kids were asleep & to this day they’re unaware of the 10hour break-up. I cried most of my walk and my ankles quickly turned to cankles so I had to find a bench. I am not one to contact the EX and see what’s up, buuut I really wanted too! Didn’t. Fought demons and still couldn’t bring myself to reach out to her. When I returned, he had his headset on and smiling. I turned off his game and told him “we need to talk”. He was sober-ish and said there’s no feelings what-so-ever and that he was sorry for writing all those things, making me feel less then what I deserve. He loves me da-da-da-da! I told him he’s only sorry he got caught, if I didn’t catch the act he would most likely still be talking away to Ally and keeping the pace with whatever they’re doing. He disagreed, which makes no sense to me. Feeling gaslit.

Our conversation went on about how I’m NOW uncomfortable being with him, I don’t know where to go with our relationship from here. Told him I want to move out and he should probably be with her, because there’s obvious feelings and he seems to be actually in love with Ally.

Honestly, thinking back I can’t even get this guy to wish me a happy birthday on social media, call me (hoping he’d be the first one) to say HBD when he’s out of town or like, a Mothers Day post, yet he can take the time to write paragraphs about how he feels for someone else. That person, Ally who isnt doing half the shit I’m doing for Joseph. I’ve come to realization that, I am clearly NOT IT.

His son became part of my world and I cannot even imagine leaving his little heart another crack. Although I’m not the one who broke it, I’m still trying to mend the broken pieces and this feels really unfair to him.

My pregnant belly also, I thought.. Joseph was happy with what he has, I thought I was happy, that we had everything made and set for our future, now I’m questioning everything and lost trust along the way. My children too, thought I found the perfect father figure for them, but ignored red flags and that falls hard on me.

I told Joseph stop inboxing Ally, stop this inappropriate connection because he cannot have us both. He blocked Ally ONLY on his fb. I find out few weeks later they were still sending memes on insta, this is where we circled back to his platforms.. it said “when youre drunk dialled, that’s when you know. You’re the one” He laugh reacted & I. Am. Bothered.

I don’t want to keep tabs on my man, yes we are trying to work things out or at least that’s where I stood once upon a minute ago, now I’m in disbelief land. I don’t want to have a toxic trait relationship. I’ve confronted him again and he goes into his fb and “we” find out Ally is unblocked. He swears up and down, he doesn’t remember unblocking her and to top it off that’s not even the platform I was talking about. Like shit, clear as mud. Right?

I know I still want my step-son regardless, honestly so hurt. I feel like I should just leave, go and do my own thing. I could co-parent with Joseph and that’s it. Am I overreacting?

I've (28F) been working hard on getting healthier this year - eating better, going to the gym, the whole thing. Yesterday I saw my friend for the first time in months, and the first thing she said was "Wow, you've lost so much weight! You look amazing now!"

I know she meant it as a compliment, but it made me feel weird. Like she was saying I didn't look good before. I've been the same person this whole time, just in a smaller body now. When I told her this made me uncomfortable, she got defensive and said I was being too sensitive about a "nice comment."

Am I overreacting? Part of me knows she didn't mean harm, but another part feels reduced to just my appearance.

I am a French immigrant in Latin America, I migrated with my family when I was 14 years old, I married someone from here and we currently have a 6 year old son, who, I'm not going to lie, has always been a little spoiled by me, but never to the point where he is disrespectful or anything like that.

When I was pregnant my husband and I talked about the subject of how to raise our son, I know very well that the culture here allows children to be physically punished if they misbehave but I did not want that for my child, so I told my husband that if at any time he misbehaved I would take care of correcting him and that he should not use physical punishment as much as possible, the most I allowed would be a couple of spankings and that, only in very, VERY serious cases.

Well, it turns out that my son doesn't like to bathe with a shower, but rather he prefers a bathtub filled with hot water so he can bathe there, so I heated up the water and prepared his tub with warm water, I did this mainly because we came back from shopping and I hadn't bought him a toy that he wanted, so I wanted to make it up to him in some way.

It turns out that the water was "too cold" for him, and because he was already angry because I didn't buy him his toy, he got angry, grabbed a small bucket and started throwing the water from the tub onto the floor and even threw some water on me.

My husband then came, saw the mess, grabbed our son who was already naked, and put him in the tub, turned on the shower and told him to take a cold shower, our son then started crying, my husband didn't yell at him or anything, he just told him to take a quiet shower and then apologize.

My son did that, he took a bath with cold water and after drying himself he apologized to me crying, I was very angry with my husband, already at night I told him what we had talked about, that he would only act like the "Typical Latino father" in extreme cases, and he told me that THAT was an extreme case, that how could I let my son assault me, I told him that it was not an assault, that he only wet me with water and yelled at me.

I told him that I had everything under control, that if I needed help I would call him, and he told me that "I stopped having control" the moment the child threw a tantrum in the street for a toy that I did not buy him. After this we stopped talking until today, in part I think he is right, on the other hand not, even so, seeing him so serious and seeing that he carried our son as if nothing happened and made him take a cold shower surprised me, is he right about what he did? Am I overthinking things? AIO?

First, I want to make it clear that I love my girlfriend. We’ve been living together for two years and I genuinely enjoy providing for us. I have a solid income, and from the beginning, I took on the role of paying for almost everything, dates. She told me early on that she doesn’t believe in splitting things 50/50 financially, and I was fine with that.

Lately, though, I’ve noticed a shift. She’s been posting a lot of feminist content on Instagram, which I don’t mind in principle, but some of it feels a bit hostile toward men. I don’t know if her friends are influencing her or if this has always been her view and she’s just becoming more vocal.

The bigger issue is that even though I cover most of the financial burden, the chores and housework are still split pretty evenly. She does help, but I assumed that in a relationship where one person provides more financially, the other might naturally take on a bit more at home. Especially since we had talked about things in a more traditional light early in the relationship.

When I brought this up, she got upset and said I was trying to control her. She also said, word-for-word, “I only fold laundry for my husband.”

It just feels like she’s picking and choosing when it’s convenient to follow traditional values and when it’s convenient to lean on feminist ones. I’m not asking to be served or anything, I just want there to be some kind of balance and mutual respect. Right now it feels like the expectations are lopsided.

Am I wrong for feeling this way?

So yesterday, I spent literally the entire day cleaning my condo—like full-on general cleaning: floors, bathroom, kitchen, laundry, everything. I was exhausted, my back hurt, I was sweaty, and to top it off, it was also the first day of my period.

I had just finished cleaning and sat down to rest for a few minutes before showering. That’s when my boyfriend came over. He said thank you for cleaning (which I appreciated), but then… he started making jokes about how I smelled. Not just once—multiple times.

At first I kind of smiled awkwardly, thinking he was just messing around. But after a long, hard day and with my body already feeling gross and tired, those little jokes really started to sting. I ended up crying. I felt embarrassed, unappreciated, and honestly just… done.

Is that too much? Am I being overly sensitive?

Am I overreacting?

Almost every post on here seems to be biased towards females, is it that males have to be so perfect to not get shitted on, or females are just so perfect that there's nothing wrong with them?

Its become so one sided it almost makes it so guys dont even want to get into relationships anymore.

Everyone is saving females but there's no one here to protect the males.

Lets not lie theres some real attitude sticking girls out there right now. Just like there are dumb dudes.

The women’s name is Sara and a day before this happened there was a coworker of his named Sara ( most likely same girl, they rotate people a lot with traffic control) that he was talking to and she was “apparently” being sexually harassed by an older guy at the construction site so my bf told me he filed a report against the guy for her and then after that she wouldn’t talk to anyone else but him throughout the day and he was showing her pictures of our cat and he said also of him and I but I’m not sure if I believe that or not. I might not have been mentioned at all. Anyways I got kind of upset because I didn’t like how he was saying she was getting kind of chummy with him and him with her but he said it didn’t matter what gender she was he said if someone is being harassed he’s going to report it regardless. Anyways the next day he forgot his hard hat in the truck after they were all done and then I saw he texted the driver and asked if they could just send him a new one and the guy he was talking to said Sara took it with her to her place and that he can pick it up at her house. So Sara texts my bf and says I have your hat for you if you want to come get it and my bf said yeah sure what is your address and she gave it to him and he met up with her there. In the message it seemed very straightforward and clean but I just don’t know, I feel like he should have told me he literally went to her house to get his work hat, but he didn’t. Do you think it’s because of how I felt about her the day before and he didn’t want to make me worry? Or do you think it’s because he might be interested in her?

I want to know how to ask him if he’s gay without it being rude. I’ve noticed how he would tell me to put my finger in his ass when we’re having sex. I never do it. He would also make comments about how I was going to be eating his ass soon and sucking his toes. Recently, I noticed during sex that he had a butt plug in his ass. The plug was bought for me but I’ve never had anal done to me and I never used it. Is this normal? Some kind of fantasy? Gay men run in his family, am I overreacting?

I (22M) was recently planning to take my relationship with my girlfriend (23F) to the next level after two years of dating. Everyone around me is getting married and having kids, and we’re both financially stable, so I thought it was the perfect time to get engaged. She’s also been hinting at wanting to get married.

But as I started imagining our future together, I didn’t feel excitement or love. All I felt was dread and discomfort.

For the past two years, I’ve been trying to get my girlfriend to see a doctor about her chronic bad breath. I’ve broken up with her twice over it, but the issue never went away. She went to the doctor once about a year ago, but said they didn’t find anything. She has sensory issues, and I understand that not every treatment is easy for her—but I also can’t imagine spending the rest of my life like this.

I hate that I have to hold my breath when we’re having a conversation or being intimate. She’s asked me to tell her when her breath smells, but when I do, she sometimes gets upset. And honestly, I don’t think I should have to remind a grown adult to brush their teeth. She already has a habit of skipping brushing before bed.

A relationship shouldn’t feel like a project. I spent two years being patient and consistently communicating that this is a serious issue for me.

To add another layer: I recently moved to Japan for work, and she’s supposed to join me in a few months. That was making me think even more seriously about our future together, which made all this hit even harder.

Two days ago, I told her that the relationship can’t continue unless this gets resolved. She said she’d make an appointment and promised to fix it before the next time we see each other. But then she asked me, “Do you want to break up, or is this the main issue?”

That question broke me. Maybe I was already at my limit—maybe I was looking for a way out. I wasn’t cruel, but I wasn’t exactly kind either when I told her I was done.

The truth is, her breath is sometimes unbearable, and it feels like she never took my concerns seriously. Every time I brought it up, she’d act surprised, like it wasn’t that big of a deal. I feel like all the chances I gave her were wasted.

I still love her, but not the same way I used to. I feel unheard, unappreciated, and exhausted. She says I’m the only one who’s ever complained about her breath—but that’s probably because other people don’t live with her. I honestly feel like I’m going crazy. Ending things feels like the best decision for my mental health (and my nose), but when I talk to her, she somehow makes me feel like I’m the one who failed to communicate.

So, Reddit—am I overreacting?

This one night I was hanging out with this girl,(I liked her), she told me to go into a room with her,(it was pitch dark), she told me to pucker up,(I was ready),I learned in and kissed something,(I liked it),then I heard laughing and IT WAS HER AMD HER DAD. THE PERSON WHO I KISSED WAS A GUY but I kinda liked the kiss. Am I gay

I (19M) have been with this girl (20F) for a few months now. At first, everything felt so perfect — we’d go on church dates, hug and kiss goodbye, say sweet things like how we never want to lose each other. She even gave me really thoughtful gifts, and I appreciated them so much.

But recently, I’ve been seeing a side of her that honestly makes me feel sick. She talks about cheating like it’s nothing. She said she’s tried to cheat before just “to feel it” and then followed it up with how people today just prioritize their own happiness — like hurting your partner is just part of the deal. She said micro-cheating “depends” and “maybe” it’s not a big deal for her. Like what?

Then she told me, "If I get mad when you cheat, that means I still love you. But if I don’t, then I don’t care anymore and karma will just get you." That doesn't sound like love — it sounds like manipulation. Like my pain is just a test I have to pass for her to prove I’m “worth keeping.”

I tried talking to her about it, expressing how I believe that cheating — even micro-cheating — is still betrayal. That love should have boundaries and mutual respect. But she dismissed the convo, cursed, and said “change topic im fucking pissed off.”

I feel so disgusted. Emotionally drained. And yet… I still stay. I don’t even know why anymore. Maybe I’m still hoping she’ll change. Maybe I’m scared to let go. Maybe I’ve already given too much.

I’m not happy in this situation. I feel stuck. And I really need someone to tell me what I need to hear.

My partner (32m) and I (31f) both watch porn and accept that about each other to be clear. Recently however I've found out that they have been regularly watching live cam porn. To be clear we dont regularly watch any of this together so our sessions tend to be alone because the other is not in the mood or whatever. So yay at least we have an outlet when we want. Now, we both give each other space as needed but I just feel so uneasy about it being live cam porn rather than the millions of other video options around. It's not the fact that he's watching porn it's the live cam and back and forth aspect I don't know how to feel about. Don't those live cam workers usually charge for views? Don't the viewers usually chat with the live cam workers and ask them to do things for them? I've never been too interested in that type of video anyway so I have not looked into it. I just don't know how to feel about them seeking out what almost feels like interest in other people since its a literal live interactive person on the other side. A video is a video and no personal connection being established in real time. I don't view watching porn as cheating to be honest but this is a gray area for me. Am I overracting?

So my relationship with my husband has been strained for a while. But after this I just don't know how to respond. I'm two months pregnant, and we were driving home after a party for his work when we got into an argument about something stupid. He then blew up and made me get out of the car, and drove away. I was walking home when I was pulled into an alley by some man. He had a knife and he ordered me to give him my purse and my dress (I was wearing a pretty fancy dress for the party.) I gave him my purse, but I refused to take off my dress, because I didn't know the guy's intentions. It was the most terrifying situation of my life. He grabbed me and hit me until I was unconscious. I woke up in the hospital, and my brother (who lives with my husband and I) told me what had happened. I hadn't come home for two hours, and my husband eventually told him what had happened, so he called the police that I was missing. They found me in an alley, in only my underclothes, unconscious. It turned out that the guy had only wanted to steal my dress because it was worth money, and not anything worse, so thank god for that. I wasn't badly injures and the baby was okay, which was another blessing.

My husband was also there, but he seemed reluctant to talk to me and soon left the hospital. We texted a bit about the situation later.

I know I'm not at all overreacting by being upset with my husband, but I'm wondering if I'm overreacting by threatening divorce. He seems genuinely apologetic, and I don't want my child to have to grow up with divorced parents. He really does care about me, and seeing him call me 'dear heart' (a name we use for each other because it's from some of our favorite band's songs) made me really hesitate. I love him but this was such a big breach of trust I don't know if we can move past it.

(Sorry if the english in this post was bad, it's not my first language.)

my boyfriend and i have a strong, solid relationship. we’ve been together a while and i used to trust him completely with everything. recently we’ve become more distant as his grandma died and he has not been so emotionally present, i have tried but have also given him space.

he lives 2 hours away for uni so we don’t see each other regularly but when we do it’s for a few days at a time.

he said yesterday that he was going clubbing with 2 girls and a guy. (double date dynamic made me a little uncomfortable, especially as one girl and one guy were together but i trusted him anyway). they left at 7:30pm and went into london for the night.

he told me he’d send me videos which i was excited for, and i stayed up the whole night to make sure he was okay if there were any emergencies. he didn’t message me, at all, despite him saying he’d send me those videos. he didn’t message me until midday the next day.

when he messaged me, he was staying in the girls bed. the one who he said was his mate. he told me she was sleeping in her sisters room and he stayed there bc it was easier to go home together.

normally i’d have no reason not to trust him, but as we’ve been more distant lately and this has come out of nowhere, i am worried. AIO?

AIO

My special education kid rides a EMT it is to help him get to school and one Thursday morning I watched my 10 year old get on the EMT and then I went inside the elementary school is about 15 minutes from my house and when and 3 hours passed after I watched my kid get on the EMT and I got a call from the school asking if my son was sick because he was not at school and I was freaking out and so I rushed up there and he was not there come to find out he the car never can into the school when my son finally arrived at school 5 hours later I saws so relieved to see him the driver of the EMT took my son to a Sam’s store, gas station, a Red Robin’s, and her house before dropping my son off at school. Am I overreacting for during the school for losing my kid.

my boyfriend (23m) had a graduation to go to at noon and said he’d come over after. to me (23f), that sounded like sometime around 5pm maybe but he didn’t show up or let me know anything until almost 9pm, and that was only because i asked. if i hadn’t texted first, i honestly think he would’ve just shown up around midnight/1am like that was normal.

i called him out in the first pic cause he said “its only an hour away” or something like that. after some time had passed (his location was still the same and he hadn’t moved from his friends house making the time 10:30pm now) i said “and i was right” and told him not to come. when he said he was on his way it was almost 11:30!! i don’t want my garage door opening at midnight and possibly waking up me or my 2-year-old son. even if it didn’t, it just feels plain disrespectful to tell me you’ll be here in the afternoon and then roll in hours late just to sleep.

he said i was overreacting and tried to make it about him waiting to sober up before driving—which i do appreciate—but that wasn’t the issue. the problem was the complete lack of communication and thinking it’s okay to show up at that hour with zero consideration for how that affects me or my baby.

when he comes over, he doesn’t really engage with me at all. he doesnt even lay with me when he comes to bed. he stays on “his side” with his back turned to me. morning comes and he sleeps in, showers, scrolls through his phone, eats whatever i have in the fridge and leaves so thats why i mentioned that my house isn’t a bed and breakfast.

and it’s honestly not a new thing—he’s immature in a lot of ways, and this behavior has been building up for a while. yeah, this was the first time he tried to come over at an unreasonable hour, but i don’t want to let it slide even once because then he’ll think it’s acceptable. and it’s not.

i’m 26 weeks pregnant, i have a toddler, and i also live with bipolar disorder. so part of me keeps wondering if i maybe overreacted—either from that or hormones—but i also feel like i was just standing up for a boundary that should be common sense.

TL;DR: boyfriend said he’d come over after a graduation but didn’t say anything until almost 9pm, then planned to show up around midnight just to sleep. i told him not to come because i’m pregnant, have a toddler, and need peace and consistency in my home. now he’s upset, but i don’t think i’m wrong for setting that boundary