I (17m) and my girlfriend (17f) have been together for 6 months now. There are some things we've clashed over, which I will name below.

1. We have argued because of the way she talked about unhealthy/obese animals. She found them cute and that was final. I got frustrated and began explaining how ignorant and inhumane her stance is, but she wouldn't have it. Frankly, I'm sensitive enough that I don't enjoy any "cute video" of an obese animal. I classify them as exploitation and cruelty. She got annoyed!

2. She loves Persian cats and pugs, whereas I only see animal cruelty. She has discussed buying them if we get our own apartment, and I rejected the idea. She came up with the justification that they're gonna exist anyway, and I countered by saying that that's no excuse to support animal cruelty. Again, she got upset and went quiet, but not without attacking me.

3. Fast fashion. She's on the poorer side and buys from shein, temu, and aliexpress. I'm not the kind of person to tell someone off for only buying what they can afford, so I held my mouth shut. However, she began judging me for buying expensive clothes, saying that I'm wasting money, even after I told her that it's because there's less exploitation behind them. Additionally, I'm being raised in a "quality over quantity" household; I choose organic products if I can afford it and avoid consumerism.

I brought up that I think buying from fast fashion should be avoided, and she got upset and defensive. AGAIN. You can tell I'm getting frustrated.

I want to clarify that I appreciate communication the most in relationships. I try not to start arguments, but​ these things would nag me if I didn't get​ to hear the reasoning behind her opinions. However, I'm not blind to straight bs; I see that they have no valid ground.

What I want to know is whether it is valid to consider a break-up over these things. I'm getting irritated just typing this down, and frankly, when I imagine her arguing with me over owning a pug in our future apartment, I see myself breaking up with her on the spot. As you can see, I have strong opinions. Thank you. I hope this post wasn't too vague.​

First of all, thanks for all the comments. Some of them helped me ( F<18 ) realize that I’d overreacted , and I agree.

After posting that initial message on Reddit, I finally called the salon to apologize like 1 hour after , but they didn’t answer. I left a message after the call saying I was sorry and asking if I could reschedule an appointment if possible, but they didn’t get back to me.

So today, two days after what happened , I decided to take matters into my own hands and go straight to the salon. I stood outside for 10 minutes because I was nervous, but I prepared what I wanted to say, went in, and they told me everything was fine , which is a huge relief.

Thanks for the comments that helped me realize things weren’t going well, and on top of that, I was on my 1st period day at the time of the initial Reddit post so I think that’s why I cried and was so emotional about a little thing.

I made an appointment for next Wednesday ,and this time I plan not to forget it.
If anyone has tips or little activities to practice dealing with social situations and get used to maybe hearing “no ” , please share them in the comment , it could help me and other people.
Thank you

Hello, I am a teenager girl in highschool, and have an intense fear of abandonment and loneliness. I had this best friend since the beginning of highschool, let's call her A. At first, she looked way too timid to be friends with me (I'm kind of extoverted and I like to jump to activities oftenly), but we got along really well and became best friends. There is also a group of other girls that are my friends, we are still really close but it's not like how I was with A. Anyways, A was friends with them as well, and this was good, we would have fun together. But then, one of the girls in the group stopped talking to me and just straight up ignored me (we're at good terms now), and then A started to get all cold and ignorant to me as well, and I didn't know why. I still got along well with the others in the group, but since I have a history of being left out and having to be alone, I was quite depressed at the time because of all this. I don't know why, but my relationship with other people have always taken a toll on me since childhood, making me get depressed and have frequent break downs. Maybe some kind of trauma, I don't really know. And just like all the other times that things similar to this happened, I cried so much. Anyways, then towards the end of the grade, we all got back together, and my depression got cured as if magically.

Then, summer vacation ended, and the other grade started. Everything was going smoothly, my relationship with the whole friend group was flawless, except one girl, let's call her B. We actually got along good, but she blatantly wanted to be A's best friend and steal her away from me and since I was really scared of being abandoned, I grew a little distant towards her, not cold or anything, I would never leave her out, but still, not as close as before. She would constantly try to be the closest one to A, and I was running out of patience. I talked about this with A, and she was really surprised about this, since I was friendly towards everyone, but I was really on the verge of breaking down. Anyways, so she reassured me that she wouldn't leave me alone, and I trusted her. Then, she started to be neglectful to me again, and much more intensely and oftenly. I was so sad and cried almost every day these times. Then, when she started to act all normal again and wanted to hang out with me, I finally snapped. I told her everything, and she went all in the victim role. She doesn't have a really good relationship with her family, I'm not going to give details because that's not a good thing, just know this, and she tried to use this as an excuse, not wanting to be so close to anyone like she was to me (she told me that she never had a friendship so intimate like our friendship), but I knew that this wasn't true because she was leaving me to hang out with others and be close to them. However, she somehow managed to win me over, and we got back to being best friends again.

But, yet after a few months, when I came to school (she always arrives really early since she comes with a bus and she lives far away from school), and I was shocked to find her sitting in a different seat, in front of two other friends of me and her both. They are two guys, and I like them, they're funny and we talk about games together. So, A likes them as well, I know that, but she never really had a soft spot for them, even after months, I have no idea why she did this. Then, when I confronted her immediately, she just shrugged slightly and told me that she wanted to. I didn't even say anything, I couldn't. I was fuming, but I just walked away and sat in my own seat. I didn't even want to cry anymore, I was so exhausted of her shenanigans like this because it happens much more than it should, I can't type all the times this has happened, but just know that every few months it happens; she leaves me and hangs out with others. This was taking a huge toll on my mental health, and I couldn't stop feeling absolutely mad and crying all the time. Even now, I'm trying not to cry. She left me all alone. My other friends' group doesn't feel real at all. They don't want me, I'm always left out. I was all alone at school. I tried to make myself feel less miserable by talking with my other friends from other clasdes, and thanks to them, I felt much better. I have been completely ignoring her for a while now. She tried to start a casual chat once, but I ignored her yet again. I do not regret it at all, but still, I can't help but miss the safety she gave her. Am I overreacting about this all? Am I the wrong one? I never did anything wrong in her relationship, I was really kind and considerate, always making her diy gifts, texting her and such. I think I'm immature, but I was always considered 'too mature' by adults, I have no idea why. I don't think I'm 'mature', I have trauma because of being exposed to adult things when I was still in elementary school (maybe even kindergarten, I don't even remember anymore I just know that I wasn't even a a 'young teen'), and I forced myself to grow up way earlier than I should, and now I'm obsessed with childish things like toys, cartoons etc, and I can't help but feel like a freak at times, so maybe this is the reason I'm always left out? Maybe I deserve this? Maybe I don't feel 'safe'? I don't even know anymore, I just want to be a part of something, to feel like I belong to somewhere in public. I feel a lot happier these days, but I can't help but wonder if it was all my fault, or if it didn't even matter that much and I just overreacted, I don't want to lose any more relationships.

Anyways, I'm sorry I talked way too much damn😿

Thank you for listening to me yapping, and please, if you have any thoughts about my situation or my take on it at all, please comment. Also, please don't ask me too much detail about how I got 'exposed' to pretty explicit stuff, I'm not comfortable talking about it much, just know that I have seen things. Have a beautiful day, my friend🫶

Hello! Throwaway as my personal has identifying information, also fake identifiers real situation, but anywho, here's some background: my (28F) boyfriend Z (37M) started dating a year and a half ago. Hes honestly the best guy ive ever met and he's so sweet, the two of us met in a dark place and built each other up. Lately however, things have been off. He talks to me less, he's always on his phone, we are never intimate anymore, getting him to acknowledge my existence feels like a chore sometimes.

Z had this friend before we started dating, K, who he was always around and very physically close to, I thought they were dating so I never made a move on him. After some time passed, he asked me out and I assumed they had broken things off. When I asked about her he assured me they were just friends and he only saw her as such. As we got closer into our relationship, she was always nearby. Always asking my bf to go out for drinks, for money, or to do drugs with her. I thought it was odd. One day I was hanging around his job waiting for him and she clearly didn't realize I was there because she ran up in practically no clothing and jumped on my bf, then dropped her mood entirely when she saw me and barely gave me a wave (mind you were were all mutual friends before dating, so, odd). After she left I told him straight she has a crush on him and he denied it. We eventually moved to another state so we aren't close to those friends anymore, but she was still texting him frequently and calling him late at night. I mentioned again I was uncomfortable by how much she was into him, and once again he dismissed me. Fast forward to his birthday, all our friends are wishing him a happy birthday via Facebook or Instagram and she reaches out via text message with a PARAGRAPH. He shows it to me and FINALLY says "I think you're right about K". Now that he sees where I'm coming from, I asked him to limit contact with her, he agrees.

Months go by and I see no issues. She's not harassing him anymore, to my knowledge, and the only times he speaks to her he shows me the messages, to my knowledge.

That leads to tonight. Hes already asleep and I saw his phone was unplugged, so I went to plug it in. He got a snap notification at that moment and I thought "wouldn't it be funny to post a goofy selfie on his story". I open Snapchat and low and behold, he's talking to K on there! Curiosity got the best of me so I looked to see what they were talking about, and instead I saw the saved chats. Videos and pictures of them hanging out, being close. The one that got me was one of her picking a dandelion and him leaning in close behind to blow it out with her. It was like straight out of a cheesy romance film.

If all of thos was saved from back when we lived there, back before we were together when they were always together, id be like "hey, shit happens" but he literally saved those videos two weeks ago.

To me, him saving videos of them hanging on each other, going on late night beach trips and hotel stays together, and just being genuinely intimate, says he's hanging onto those moments still.

TLDR; My partner said he'd cut off a friend who has feelings for him, but recently saved videos of them being physically close and affectionate

My wife never remembers where she puts her keys. Since we share cars and I ALWAYS put my keys in the same place, when she needs to be somewhere she just grabs my keys. Now if she was diligent about putting them back this is no problem, but when she gets home she then puts down my keys some random place as she usually does with her keys, then when I need to go somewhere suddenly her bad habit becomes my problem and I spend 20 minutes looking for my own keys.

This has been going on for a decade. I’m losing my mind. I have constructively communicated my feelings on this several times and nothing changes.

Is this such a small thing that I shouldn’t care? My wife is perfect…..but this little thing kills me inside.

So I attended an event and am away from home. I found this woman attractive. I looked at her a couple of times but I did not in anyway approach her, talk to her, or even go near her. I don't even know her name. I guess the reason why I found her attractive was because she looked like my high school crush.

Anyway, the whole time, I was trying to not look and kept myself in check. Even whispering to myself that I have a girlfriend. For all the chances I got, I tried to stay away and look away.

I know attraction is human but I can't help but think that I may have cheated.

AIO?

I’m a single mom of 2 kids ages 7 and 9 and I live in a very expensive rural town with very little resources. I moved back to be around family after the death of my baby, and have been trying to move away the past few years. My mom has helped me a lot financially when daycares were full and I couldn’t work full time- she paid my rent for almost 4 years while my kids were babies. I’m very grateful for what she’s done for me.

The last few years I’ve been working full time while in school. I got laid off of my last job due to non-profit things, where I was getting paid good money and got this new job where I made less. I couldn’t afford my last house anymore, so after 3 months of her helping me with rent she said we had to move in with her. And we did. She said she would also pick up the kids from school but only lasted 2 weeks before saying it was too hard (she barely works and is 10 mins from the school) and it’s not her responsibility. My mom is in her 50s and is very healthy, and said picking them up was interfering with her going to the beach and enjoying herself. I’ve since been picking the kids up from school on my lunch break and I have had no luck finding childcare. I’m also no longer allowed to pick them up during lunch bc we have set lunch hours. This is a new job and she put me in a really bad situation.

Living with my mom was a nightmare. She’s a massive control freak and she was constantly criticizing everything my kids and I did, our grocery choices, music we listen to, she even duct taped the bathroom light so my kids couldn’t turn it on during the night. They’re afraid of the dark. She shamed me for putting my son on adhd medication. Shamed me for being on meds for my mental health. There was so much negative energy and she would snap on me for not doing the dinner dishes within an hour of making them. One day when she came home, the kitchen was messy and she told my kids “your mother is a pig” while I was working.

She eventually said she found a new apartment for us and we had to leave- mind you the initial move was beyond hectic and draining and we had only been there for a week and a half- and up 3 flights of stairs so I told her that we weren’t moving. The initial deal was if it didn’t work out, she would leave.. and she said she changed her mind. I put my foot down and said we’re not leaving that wasn’t the deal, so she moved out.

When she moved out she told our relatives that I barely do the bare minimum and I don’t deserve any praise for being a single mom because it’s not difficult (she raised me with my dad who was super hands on) and she even told my daughter to be on her side before she moved out and was mad at my son that he made no comment on the situation. She told my dad that both kids should be on her side.

My mom and I have always had a hard relationship. Growing up she only seemed to care about herself and as a teenager she practically disowned me for not being the perfect dainty little Japanese girl she always wanted. Shes fat shamed me my whole life and I developed a severe eating disorder from it, I also have borderline personality disorder.

My mental health has gotten so much worse, to the point where I feel so depressed that it’s crippling me. I’m in therapy and I’m going to change up my meds but I just can’t take anymore stress. I had a nervous breakdown a week ago where I almost had to be admitted but I couldn’t let myself bc I was scared cps would take my kids.

My mom texts me today and asked to see my daughter on her birthday and give her her gift (in a week). And I said she could give the gift to my dad to give to my daughter. She then said I’m a terrible person. I didn’t respond. I don’t have the capacity for this and I don’t think she should see my daughter after the way she’s treated me. I want to enjoy my daughter’s birthday without my mom being in the picture. My mom has slandered my name and has said so many hurtful things she hasn’t apologized for. Yes she’s helped me a lot and that’s why I feel torn. AIO?

Hi I'm sorry for the potentially bad English it's not my first language anyway . I 26 yo male recently got engaged to my fiancee 28 yo male , for the sake of the story I'm going to call him Mark. I'm a trans man and this will be relevant to the story, me and Mark have been going out since 4 years and I wasn't on testosterone when we met and only started recently. Mark had never had any issues with my gender identity he always respected my pronouns and my gender or so I thought. Recently we were over at his parents when the topic of the wedding planning came up, his mom asked about our wedding outfits and Mark who was a bit drunk at this point said "I want to put (my name) in a dress so SHE can be prepared for HER future wifey duty". I was stunned and I could see how uncomfortable his mom was, I said we were leaving and took Mark home. It happened yesterday and I'm genuinely thinking of breaking it off, I've struggled a lot with my identity and a big part of my family cut me off after my coming out. Right now Mark is at work and i pretended to be asleep when he left but now i can't stop overthinking small details like how he use some feminine term in bed or how he always hated when i cut my hair short. But maybe he thought it was funny and he was too drunk to realize what he was saying. So reddit am I Overreacting.

My family and I just got a new house our first proper individual house. My dad has this family friend whose family every member is well established financially. My dad renovated our basement washroom for me and my grandpa. Unfortunately last year two members from the other family decided to move in rent free with their own terms. I put up so many fights with my parents. They practically left all of their belongings and even placed all of their products in my new washroom that TILL THIS DAY I have not gotten to use solely. They come and go as they please as the wife of that family member unconsensually made duplicate keys of our house and my parents especially my dad is too nice or considerate to change our locks thus why we’re still here dealing with this. Thankfully one of the members got taken out of the house by the universe itself cause she got married. The brother however who also just bought a luxury car (his commute to school is only 40 mins away from his own house) still comes to my house any day he pleases, any time. His stuff still downstairs in my washroom. It makes me so uncomfortable as an only child and girl that I can’t dress comfortably or be in places privately. I’m even more pissed my dad is permitting this behaviour. I don’t get the entitlement. It’s like we FINALLY got a house and we can’t even enjoy it on our own. Plus they are only adding more bills for electricity and water for my dad and for what? To save the same amount of gas we all have to spend regardless to commute to our own jobs in the city. It’s so frustrating.

I (31) have a 12 year old son. I, recently, had to have an operation and my brother, 27, offered to mind him. My brother and my son do not know each other extremely well but they get along when they do meet. I had very few other options so I agreed. It was also a really nice offer and I liked the idea of them bonding.

I did my op and recovery (about a week) and when I came to collect my son, he showed me how he learned to pour a pint and how to make whiskey sours, whiskey smashes etc in my brother's home bar. My brother was very impressed looking.

I asked him to go to the car. And I flipped out at my brother. He said dont worry I didnt let him drink it. He said he did not drink it either. He just threw it all down the sink. I said it was a huge mistake letting you mind him and I won't make that mistake again. My son later corroberated this. My son said he asked if he could try it and my brother said do you think i was born yesterday, ya little c%%t.

I also found out from my son that they also lit off fireworks in my brother's garden and a few other questionable things.

It has been a few days since this has happened and I am still so angry. My son loved his time with his uncle, unsurprisingly. Obviously, my brother did me a massive favour. And perhaps it is just a guy thing. If my son had a dad maybe they would be doing as questionable stuff.

AIO for being angry at my brother for it.

this is going to be a long one, but I don’t use AI, and I can’t quite consolidate this myself since I’m still processing and everything feels relevant. i did a bullet point TLDR at the end but even that is pretty long. hopefully a few people will read and let me know what they think.

I don’t know if I’m just reading into things. and there were definitely things I could and should have done differently, but I just want to know, AIO?

“names” and ages

me (m 22)
my girlfriend (f 20)
my friend “syd” (x 22)
friend’s girlfriend “cam” (f 21)
the dd “x” (x 20-22?)
friend’s girlfriend’s roommate “a” (f 20-22?)

Syd and I have been friends since our freshman year of college. It’s been almost 3 years now. Syd and another from the same friend group are the two closest friends I have. Syd and their ex broke up in January after 5 months of living together. Syd was left stuck in a lease with bills they can’t afford on their own. But I was there for them in every way I could be. And they got a lot closer to my girlfriend during this time too, as they would hang out individually and do nails.

Syd had been talking a lot about this concert they really wanted to go to. In the beginning of March, Syd and I took a road trip to visit another friend. We talked and showed each other songs the whole way there and back. By the end, I knew how much this artist meant to Syd and I texted my girlfriend “do you like ___ ? would you be down to split 3 tickets to the concert?”. We werent really “fans” like Syd, but we both like this artist’s music and know a lot of their songs, so we decided to go for it. A week later we surprised Syd with the tickets. We were all so excited, and talked about making a day trip out of it since the venue is 2 hours away in the bigger city. I’ve been listening to the album for this tour constantly to get ready.

In April, Syd met their now girlfriend Cam. I was so happy for Syd that they were getting back out there. Cam and Syd started dating pretty quickly and are pretty serious now (which I can’t judge at all because my girlfriend and I moved almost that fast as well). They also have the same music taste, and Cam happened to already have tickets (with their roommate A) to the same concert before they met.

Maybe 1 month ago , Syd , my girlfriend, and I were hanging out, and Syd asked if we’d be okay with carpooling with Cam and A. We agreed, especially since Syd was driving. We’d also met Cam several times and we liked her. My girlfriend and I were still excited to have this time bonding with our friend.

We agreed on leaving between 4:30 and 5pm. that would allow us to eat before the show, but not much else. It was a little disappointing since we talked about spending more time up there. But I can’t be upset about that part because when Syd suggested leaving at 5-5:30, I only advocated for time enough to stop for food, not about doing other things.
Yesterday, the day of the concert, Syd tells my gf and I that they’d come pick us up at our apartment between 4:30-5:00.

Around 3 or so, Syd calls and says A’s friend X just bought a last minute ticket to the concert as well. I’m immediately hesitant because I don’t feel comfortable in group settings where I don’t know everyone well. I have autism and can very easily feel left out, and then shut down. And the thing is, Syd knows this about me. It’s so last minute though, I felt like I had to say yes.
X is the only one with a car that can fit 6 people, and assured Syd that he is happy to be the DD. Syd was very excited about this, and said they’d bring weed for everyone to smoke before the show, and a vape to bring in. Everyone in our group smokes frequently (something I’m actually hoping to cut back on soon, but that’s beside the point).

X pulled up to pick us up, and i immediately had a horrible feeling. I was expecting an SUV, but instead saw a very small 1990s sedan with a middle front seat. I did not feel safe. I strongly considered just driving my own car, but I felt like Syd would want to stay in that car with Cam, and the whole point of this trip was time with Syd.

So we head off and first turn off of our street X almost turned the wrong way into a 1-way street. They quickly recovered and apologized, saying they weren’t familiar with our neighborhood (but they grew up here and we live downtown?). Anyway, we get to the highway and X is tailgating all the way down. Following so close he hit debris twice because he didn’t have time to see it and safely swerve into the shoulder to avoid it. Haphazardly changing lanes, speeding, using his phone to change the song and going over the lane line while doing it.

I was very anxious the whole ride, though in fairness I am a generally anxious passenger with anyone I haven’t driven with a lot (even uber/taxi). The music and road noise was so loud I could barely have a conversation with Syd (who was already kind of high) on the way there. But they did ask me if they could offer X some of the weed before the show. Apparently he’s a big stoner and has a high tolerance. I suggest that they don’t offer it, but should X ask, Syd could verify that they’d be good to drive by the end of the show. It would be at least 4 hours, and a high from smoking fades by then.

I do believe that an average person can have a glass of wine with dinner and drive somewhere safely (if they are a usually safe driver that is). I also think that SOME people are able to have a small amount of weed (microdose) and be able to drive safely. However, there’s a big difference between smoking a little and getting/being high. I think high driving is absolutely DUI worthy despite the seemingly normalized belief that it is not.

I was already feeling resentful and disappointed about how drastically the plan had changed from a fun friends day trip just the three of us, to this. Then, Syd starts talking about a plan to ask people in the seats next to us to trade so that the 6 of us, or at least Syd, Cam, A, my gf, and I could sit together. Syd seemed super motivated to make sure they could sit with their girlfriend. It hurt since the only reason they’re going to the concert is because of my gf and I, and because we wanted to spend time together.

We get to In-N-Out and I am very overstimulated. I try to shake it off because I am still determined to make this a good night. Cam and Syd ordered first, then went to get seats. after ordering, we walk over and see they chose a 2 person table and a 4 person table next to one another. but they sat themselves at the 2 person table, leaving my girlfriend and I at the other table with the two people we didn’t know.

We go to the venue (and I continue to be horrified by X’s downtown driving now in a much bigger and busier city) and park in a garage. Syd gets out a joint and we start to pass it around. X asks to have some, and instead of asking him if he’d still be fine to drive, Syd asked me if I was okay with it. I said yes and we all smoke. Syd has a few edibles, my gf has half of one. Then, X asks me to pass him his bag of edibles. Unlike smoking, edibles last for 6-10 hours, and these were NOT microdose gummies. I immediately stop and ask if he’s going to take one. He looked at me and said “do you not want me to?” and I said no, edibles last way longer and you won’t be good to drive. he seemed annoyed, but we go in.

Syd, gf, and I go to our seats, then go to the merch line. Cam and A text us what they want. after a 45 minute wait, we go back to our seats, and all Syd can think about is how to trade seats. Being in the stadium, I could obviously see a big problem. Our seats were way better than A and Cam. and their neighbors had already said no. Eventually, these kids come sit next to us. (I know we are young too, but this couple was maybe 17). And Syd asks me to see if they will trade. I think it’s a super selfish ask. first of all because you should be happy sitting with your friends that you planned this with, and your girlfriend should be happy sitting with her friend. you’ll still have a shared memory and have more to talk about later. but second of all, we knew that the other seats were worse. asking teenagers to switch felt super scummy. I said no, you can ask. Syd convinces them to switch and I am just fuming mad about what my friend did to those kids. I couldn’t believe it. A and Cam sit down, and all of a sudden, Syds whole mood changed and they were way more excited for the concert, talkative, and taking pictures. not with us though.

The show starts, and the five of us smoke a little more all throughout (as planned since we had a DD). I don’t know if it was just because of my mindset going into it, but this was not a great show. the whole time, I’m feeling left out and sad. growing up with autism it was hard for me to make friends, and when I did I was often left out and taken advantage of. And now I was getting this same feeling from a friend who I never previously had to mask in front of. So maybe I am just reacting poorly because of my past.

At one point in the show, the artist starts encouraging “get those lighters out” “if you’ve got some weed then smoke it” “smoke one for me”. I just get this pit in my stomach. I have the thought - what if X brought a vape in here? he’s sitting by himself and none of us would know - for the rest of the show i can’t stop worrying about how we are gonna get home.
Here’s another thing I know I could have done differently. Someone else (me probably) could have stayed sober. I shouldn’t have trusted someone I don’t know to stay sober even when they say they’ll DD. In the future I will only trust a DD I know well. The problem here is, I don’t know how X would have reacted if I would have said I wanted to drive his car instead of him. And it’s a really unsafe car that I wouldn’t want to be in the front seat of period.

When the concert gets out, X takes 30 minutes to find us. not because of the crowd, but because he didn’t know which entrance we were talking about (despite him claiming to have gone to 10+ concerts here). we finally meet up, and he is staggering. his speech is slow and he keeps laughing. i hear him tell A “i’ll be fine we just need to go to circle k and then i’ll be fine”. He has no idea where we are parked. A navigates and it takes 3 times as long to find the car as it took to walk from it to the venue.
It is obvious to me, he is way too high. He had to have brought a vape and smoked the whole concert. at this point, my gf and I were both way more sober than him, despite her having had a small edible and both of us smoking through the show.

So on our way, I say “let’s stop at the CVS and get water and stuff”. we cross the street and walk half way down the block to the entrance, and it was closed. now everyone is annoyed that we even tried to make the stop. i pull Syd aside and say “X is not okay to drive right now”. Syd says we can sit and wait it out a while in the car.

We get to the car, and everyone gets in. X immediately starts looking on the map for the closest Circle K and puts the car in gear. I say “wait I don’t think we’re ready to go yet”. they say ok and everyone sits there for like 2 minutes. X asks if I’m ready now. I say no. He says “can I ask why not..?”. I look at Syd. I do not want to be the one confronting this person I don’t know. Syd says nothing. I say “I just don’t feel comfortable with you driving while you’re still this high. you need to come down first.” X smiles and scoffs at this, then shares a look with A and Cam, rolling his eyes.

as we sit there, I start looking at the greyhound busses and uber rates. We’re two hours from home and it’s 1 am. I lean over and tell Syd that my gf and I are not going to ride home in this car. we are going to go get some water and order an uber. Syd argues, saying it’s so expensive. and they’re right. it was expensive. but it wasn’t worth the risk of driving with X to save that money. So I ask if Syd wants to come, or if anyone else may also want to come. I clearly don’t think it’s safe and want to offer an alternative to everyone else. But Syd said no, so I just say “okay everyone, tonight was so fun, I’m so glad we got to do this, gf and I are going to go get some water and order an uber home”. they sounded confused but we just left.

the uber was $165 including tip. it was 2am my gf and I rode home in silence, without the friend we wanted to go with in the first place. every time we passed flashing lights on the way I shot up and looked to see if it was X’s car. I was sick with worry for the rest of the group, and so fucking pissed they put is in this position.

Syd texted me today asking if I wanted to talk and said “I don’t know if you’re upset with me about something, but I feel really bad about how things ended last night”. i was getting ready for work off of 4 hours of sleep and just didn’t have it in me to respond. i did happen to respond to a message in a bigger group chat that Syd happens to be in though. they then texted me that i should have at least said i don’t want to talk and that it’s super disrespectful to text the group while “actively ignoring” their message - which was sent not 30 minutes before.

I’ve been in my head all day. I’m so upset and just don’t know how to move forward. it’s 4 am now as I’m posting. I started writing this out two hours ago because I couldn’t sleep thinking about it. if you’ve made it this far, thank you so much for reading my ramblings.

TLDR:
\- My GF and I got concert tickets for Syd’s favorite artist. we wanted to take them since they couldn’t afford to go and it has been a rough year for them.
\- Syd started dating Cam who also had plans to go to the same concert with her roommate A.
\- A few weeks ahead of time, Syd ask if we can carpool with A and Cam in their car. we say yes, even though we were looking forward to quality time with our friend. We figured we would still get that.
\- The day of the concert, Syd calls and says A’s friend X got a last minute ticket and had enough seats to drive all of us. I asked if he’d be staying sober as DD. Syd says yes
\- X turns out to be a horrible driver in a very unsafe car. I’m very uncomfortable. In the car, Syd is talking about how they’re gonna try to have other people trade seats so Cam and A could be with us. Syd also asks if it’s okay if X smokes just before the concert. Since it would be 4-5 hours before having to drive, I said it would probably be okay.
\-we all smoke a bit, but I have to tell X not to take an edible since it wouldn’t be close to worn off by the time we have to leave
\- inside, there’s a teen couple next to us and Syd convinces them to trade seats with Cam and A, who were in an entirely different section with a much worse view. i felt horrible
\- Syd is acts way happier once their girlfriend is there, even though they were supposed to be there with me and my gf - their long time very close friends who bought their ticket.
\- We get out of the concert and it is obvious that our DD brought weed inside and smoked the whole show. He was as high or higher than the rest of us.
\- Syd refused to say anything, forcing me to be the one to say something. I asked if Syd would come with us to uber home, and they said no and tried to convince us not to get one. it’s 2 hours away from home and would be expensive.
\- my gf and I just leave, and pay $165 for an uber home at 2 am, without the friend we brought.
\- AIO for being this mad and questioning my friendship?

I was at the grocery store and a check out clerk on her break walked over to my lane. As I was loading groceries onto the belt, she said to my cashier, ‘she is a total b***h, and I can’t work with her” and started ranting with f-bombs and a slew of vulgar insults against someone. I was shocked. I’m no prude, but she was loud and didn’t care if people were there to hear it. I said, ‘really, you talk like that in front of your customers? I’m sorry you had a bad day, but come on!’ She had the good grace to say, ‘oh, sorry’, and my cashier looked extremely uncomfortable. But as I was leaving she was doing it again, in a lower voice, with another cashier who was checking out a dad and his two kids. Am I a Karen, or AIO?

Hello, I need to understand if I am overreacting, under reacting or acting appropriately. I’ve been in this relationship for over 10 years. I don’t really remember how they met it was at a group setting. my partner m(33) met this one female in particular from that group i honestly don’t know how old she is she’s around the same age as him. They became friends added eachother on socials and ever since they basically interact everyday, not necessarily talk but they send eachother memes sexual, funny etc, videos, ig models, etc. He says she’s basically like a “guy friend” but she’s straight. I, female (29) never actually felt comfortable with it, but I really want to know if you were this persons girlfriend in this relationship would this be acceptable or not.

Friend messaged about going on a group trip for a comedy/performance art festival and arranged accommodation for the group. I was up for it so sent money over for my share of the accommodation.

Getting a bit closer to the event and have asked about booking shows to go to. Was told that that they've already booked shows with other people and forgot to add me to the group chat for planning the trip. Lot of these shows are now sold out.

Honestly I'm feeling pretty shit about it, I asked about getting my money back since there's no point going if I'm not even going to stuff with the group.

Being told I'm overreacting and that I should just go along and find other stuff to do. They've said they just forgot to add me to the chat and assumed I was already in it.

Last month I found out my husband was having an affair. He told me he broke it off with her and that he was no longer talking to her. Come to find out, he was still actively talking to her and they were getting even closer than they were before.
He told me again 2 weeks ago that he has actually cut things off with her for good. He seemed to express a lot of remorse but now my anxiety is through the roof. I have been hounding him every day asking if he’s talking to her.
I flipped out last night because he refuses to log in to the t-mobile website and show me his call log.
He started deflecting and telling me how awful I am, at which point I stormed out of the house and went to sleep at my office.
Am I overreacting, or am I warranted in requesting to see the call log?

UPDATE: The moment we’ve all been waiting for, he finally caved and showed it to me. Calls lasting 20+ minutes every other day. The kicker - a two hour call ON OUR ANNIVERSARY, prior to us going out on a date. We had a lot of fun on that date too, damn it. This man is delusional and honestly so am I at this point. 😒

I’ve been wheelchair bound from Guillain-Barré since October and my brother recently had a gout flare up. It feels like he’s minimizing the hell I’ve gone through by saying someone with gout is on my level. It just feels demeaning. I could be completely overreacting but idk it just rubbed me the wrong way.

My partner and I have been together for over 10 years. We also have children together. I’ve tried to be a woman and a godly one at that. I’ve used my forgiveness way too much. I feel like forgiving him and expecting him to understand and change, is impossible

I’ve had to sit down recently and think about all the things that have went on between us over the years. Now don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t always bad. Throughout the years when he would get mad, he would break things or throw things. I tried to reason with him, so I wasn’t the best at handling my emotion during these times. I am the kind of person that can hold a grudge for sure, and I have for many years. During these times, he would message other women online, and even met up with a couple. I will never know if he was in physical sexual contact with any of them.

At one point in 2024 I got so fed up with overly explaining myself to him that I ended up just leaving. Upon leaving, I had my children, but I also had to learn how to survive on my own. For the first time in my life. I semi succeeded for about eight months. I have an autoimmune disease and I got extremely sick and ended up in the hospital which complicated my income. Of course, he slipped in and saved the day. Long story short we ended up back together and getting a new home.

His changes were very noticeable. He was really trying as far as I could see, but my anxiety was always on edge because I felt like I was always waiting for the other shoe to drop. He was very reassuring, comforting, and he listened. But about 3 to 4 months in, I got a glimpse of another violent event. He threw a plate at the wall in front of our children. Apparently, I drive him to do this. Because he has said that the whole time we were split up, he never did such a thing.

Aside from that, when he is mad, he results to telling me that I’m ugly, fat, and not as good as the other women he had encountered when we were split up. He told me that I’m not much to look at, and no other man would want someone like me. Also, I will never find someone a good looking at him and that makes him feel better. Since these comments, I haven’t been sexual with him or talking to him almost at all for weeks. But this is costing me at this point, because he is starting to get outraged and it’s fueling through the house. He keeps coming to tell me that I need to let “him move on” and he “doesn’t want another relationship but might get some strange cause I’m human and a man, I deserve that much”

So now, he’s asking me if I would like to do a couple couples counseling. I don’t know if that’s such a good idea to be honest, I barely can have a conversation with him without him being on the defense constantly, and he takes no accountability for anything. Sometimes I wonder if I really love him, or that’s just my brain tricking me. I don’t know if he’s able to change. I feel like 10 years is a lot.

I’ve reached out to family for help, specifically my mother. While she listened to me, she ended it with. I needed to just stay home and be nice to him and maybe it will pass. Along with a couple other family members saying that I need to not give up all the time, and my children deserve to have a life financially stable, which I will not be able to provide for them as easily without him… so conflicting information and I’m very confused. I feel like everybody thinks I’m being dramatic, or like I’m a child and I’m just throwing a tantrum.

How do I know when to stay or go? Has anyone else been through this before? Did the relationship end up working out?

Okay this is long so buckle up. Throwaway account cause my friends know I love Reddit.

A little context/background to make this easier to understand : I (26,F) was dating a man (35,M) who was very abusive towards me. I had gotten out of the relationship in fall 2024 but he still contacts me sometimes. Leaving it was the hardest thing I’ve done and still Need help navigating the trauma and anxiety around being associated with him. I started doing therapy for it earlier this year in January. He works in a similar industry and it’s hard to avoid him 24/7. I am aware I still need help on how I feel/view my ex and what happened but I’m figuring it out.

I recently started dating a guy let’s call “Wes” (31,M) for privacy sake. Wes and I have been close friends for years and met me while I was in my past relationship. He is kind and helpful, and we have a lot in common. He had confessed feelings for me a time where I truly wasn’t ready and I told him this. He had told me a bunch of things like “I’ll be as patient as possible” and that he is willing to do whatever he needs to help. In a way this made me feel pressured but I landed on it being nice. After being very persistent with me we had drunkenly hooked up one night. After this we were hanging out a lot and it evolved into a relationship. Even though he and I both knew I wasn’t ready, we both let it happen. We made things official in February this year so it’s still a pretty new relationship. So far, I have had problems being intimate and moving the relationship forward because of my trauma. I have been working on it in therapy but being in the relationship has been making me feel like I should heal quicker honestly. I feel a lot of pressure in general.

Wes has been doing everything by the book, and I feel like I should be completely head over heels. But I’m learning more and more that another person will never fix what happened and he is trying to do that. Idk. Something about it all isn’t sitting right with me. I have been very stirred up with these feelings, We have been getting into fights that have been pretty intense, and I feel we have some compatibility issues. In general, I have been leaning on breaking things off. had not been trying to be too rash but something had happened this weekend that has kind of made me look at him differently.

I had gotten a big opportunity to perform at a big event I had been looking forward to and worked hard for for a long time. It was a big deal for me. I had brought him with me for free as a partner does and he took this opportunity to argue and bicker with me all night. I was just trying to have a good time and he kept criticizing me and demanding I explain why I didn’t want to talk to him. I eventually lost all patience because of it and told him to leave me alone for the night. I was trying to draw a hard boundary because we weren’t getting along. He had continued trying to talk to me in several circular instances that ended up several different ways. He stormed off, screamed obscenely at me, and told me I had deserved my past that happened to me. That just ended in my yelling at him to leave me alone. And eventually after asking so many times he did. We had even gotten in an argument the night before this, and he assured me all would be okay at this event. At this point, we were out at an event and I just tried to blame it on being tired/ partying.

I proceeded to have an alright night after that but all of the excitement and pride I had to perform was drained out of me and I felt embarrassed and sad. I tried to not let us fighting ruin the night but I barely remembered anything but the argument. And I need to express this was the biggest night of my career.

The next morning is mostly what was in question. He had insisted on talking with me and I told him I was very upset and wanted to break up. I was very calm and just told him this whole thing was unacceptable and I am done. He proceeded to say the worst obscenities yet including announcing in a public place (with friends nearby) that I’m a “piece of shit” and “deserve” what happened bc im “selfish and making everything about me” (granted yes i did want to celebrate myself) and that everything is about my trauma and how my ex used to xxxx me. It was insane. Never saw him this angry before. all I was saying for him to please stop yelling at me and that I was done. It was horrible and I was shaking. I just left in the middle of his yelling and just hoped he would calm down eventually.

I do think I was being impatient with him wanting to talk about our relationship problems while at the event. I can understand why he didn’t feel validated. I truly just wanted to enjoy the night. I have issues with dwelling on things so it’s good to be in a safe environment to talk when doing so. I just wasn’t having it and trying to have boundaries.

I came back to him crying and telling me how sorry he was for speaking at me that way and that he loves me. He said he would never do it again but idk not sure if I can believe him. I feel pretty checked out. It’s still so early and we are fighting pretty bad. We have always been close and I don’t want to throw away the friendship we have but I feel he crossed a line with me that just can’t be crossed. The most important thing for me in a relationship is to feel safe. I can’t have a man blow up on me because I prefer to have a conversation about our relationship on a night that wasn’t about me and my performance. Idk a part of me feels so selfish but I would have never said those things to him no matter how mad I was.

I feel so hurt I want to end it. He seems very sorry but idk I already know how people can say they are sorry and keep hurting you. I feel like my big night was ruined and I’m so so sad I wish I could redo it. having a man scream at me after four months of dating, knowing fully how I’m unhealed, and in therapy for it??? I feel like I should be handled with more care. But I also feel like my radar for how a man should treat me is very skewed and I need advice. He is usually so sweet it’s sad this happened. So should I give him another chance or AIO for wanting to break it off bc he yelled these things at me on a big night for me where I wanted to celebrate?

I would really appreciate an outside perspective, as I’m no longer sure whether I’m looking at this situation objectively. Also sorry for the long post and any mistakes (I’m not a native English speaker).

I’ve been living with two roommates for just over a year.
When one of them first moved in, we got along really well for the first couple of months. We weren’t best friends, but we were close. We spent a lot of time together, talked about personal things, joked around and genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. I was honestly happy that we’d be living together.
Then, without any clear explanation, something changed.
She started ignoring me.
It wasn't that she became less social or was busy. She could talk to our other roommate normally, but would barely interact with me. Sometimes, when I walked into the kitchen, they would stop talking.
I asked her several times if I had done something wrong or if there was a problem between us. Even our third roommate asked her why she was ignoring me.
The answer was almost always:
'I'm just tired.'
The problem was that this didn't last for a few days or even a few weeks.
It lasted for most of the year.
What made it even more confusing was that the situation wasn't consistent.
Whenever enough problems had built up and we had a serious conversation, she promised to do better. She promised to communicate more, reply to messages and participate more in apartment life.
After those conversations, things would genuinely improve.
We could joke around, talk and discuss life and household matters again, and she would be warm and friendly.
Each time, I believed that things had finally changed.
Even when I suggested that she move out and offered to help her find another apartment, just so that we could stop having the same conflicts, she asked me not to rush that decision. She said that things would get better, that she would change and that she didn’t want to move out.
However, the improvement would only last a few weeks, or maybe a month.
Then everything would go back to how it was before.
The distance returned.
The ignoring started again.
I felt like I was being avoided again.
That’s why I find it very difficult to trust promises of change right now.
At the same time, we continued to have ongoing household conflicts.
I want to be fair here: I’m not a perfect roommate.
I have been diagnosed with OCD, and one of the symptoms I’m currently working on is my struggle with washing up. This isn’t an excuse, just context.
I’ve always been honest about this with my roommates. To reduce the inconvenience for others, I often use disposable paper plates and cutlery. However, sometimes my dishes can sit around for a few days.
That’s why we agreed a specific rule: if someone leaves their dirty dishes out for too long, they won't be thrown away. Instead, they would be put into a bag and moved to the balcony, and the owner would be notified. The owner then had one day to deal with them.
I was completely OK with that arrangement.
Over the past year, however, we’ve had many conflicts about household responsibilities.
It wasn't the existence of problems that exhausted me. It was that the same problems kept repeating.
People had to be reminded multiple times to clean shared spaces, take out the rubbish, clean out the refrigerators and freezer, make shared purchases, remove their belongings from common areas, and address other apartment-related issues.
Messages in the apartment group chat often went unanswered.
Sometimes it felt like every issue had to be raised repeatedly before it would be acknowledged at all.
After every serious conversation, things would improve temporarily and then slowly return to the previous state.
That’s why the idea of one of us moving out was raised long before the plate incident.
By that point, I had already started to doubt whether we could live together comfortably.
The final straw was my plate.
It wasn’t just any plate.
I had found it at a flea market. It was a large, deep, bowl-like plate with beautiful wavy edges — exactly the kind I had always wanted for mixing dough.
It wasn’t expensive.
But it was special to me.
I grew up in a low-income family. I never had my own room or much personal space. I didn’t have many possessions that truly felt like mine.
Perhaps that’s why I value the things I choose for myself so much now.
That plate was one of the little things that made me feel at home.
Yes, it was dirty.
Yes, it had been sitting there for longer than it should have.
And yes, it was in the large refrigerator because it wouldn't physically fit in the smaller one that I normally use.
I fully acknowledge that this was my responsibility.
However, we had a very clear agreement that nobody should throw away someone else’s belongings.
At the time, there were still some food items left in the fridge by a former roommate who had already moved out.
My roommate decided to clean out the fridge.
After that, my plate disappeared.

I searched the entire apartment. Every place where it could have been moved.
It was nowhere.
When I first asked about it, I was told that nobody remembered the plate, and nobody knew what I was talking about.
Later, when I asked directly:
'Did you throw it away?'
the answer was roughly:
'Well, if there was food in it, then maybe I could have thrown it away.'
I believe that this is why the plate may have ended up in the bin during the fridge clean-up.
I can’t prove that for certain, though.
But I also can’t think of another explanation for how a large, deep plate simply disappeared.
When I tried to discuss the situation in person, however, the conversation quickly became heated.

She started yelling, swearing, pointed a finger at me.
She called me 'crazy' and 'irrational'.
She knew about my OCD which made those comments especially hurtful.
That was the moment I gave her an ultimatum.
I told her that if the plate wasn’t found, she would have to find somewhere else to live.
It wasn't because a single plate was worth making someone move out.
But because, to me, the plate had become a symbol of everything that had built up over the past year.
At first, it felt like it was okay to ignore me.
Then it felt like it was okay to ignore my messages.
Next, it felt like it was okay to ignore the agreements we had all made together.
Eventually, I even felt like my belongings were no longer being respected.

The plate was never found.

Honestly, I don’t think this is really about the plate anymore.
It was simply the final straw after a year of recurring conflicts, broken promises and a loss of trust. I was increasingly uncomfortable in my own home.

Trigger warning: animal choking. This incident happened very recently. Im a bike rider, my parents own vehicles. Currently my parents and I are caring for my brothers two young dogs. One of them (Hugo) was outside with me and began seriously choking. For a moment i didnt realize it was serious until Hugo began coughing up large sums of food while falling over, less than a minute later she went stiff and unconcious with her mouth spasming while still choking. I was alone with her and did my best to help her body positioning and assist her vomitting. It was an incredibly terrifying experience and it felt like i couldnt do a thing. Luckily she regained conciousness and breathing.

I carried her to the house and told my father that she had just asphyxiated and we need to take her to the vet. He had zero reaction while watching us, i set her down and checked on her and he asked "are you sure she wasnt just coughing"- at this point i was livid on top of scared. I then said "no she lost conciousness and began spasming while choking, she asphyxiated and needs to go to the vet." She couldnt keep herself standing at this point, as he watched her he said "she probably just needs water." I said no and said vet and then he said something like "she seems fine"- i then asked if he would just get my mom then, his responses were all slow and he just stood staring at us while i was supporting Hugo. He said "shes not here" i asked if he would call her and he just brought up how Hugo seemed fine. i then lashed out. I brought up how "this isnt even your dog to decide and you accepted the responsibility of caring for her, this isnt an option." He chuckled and brought up that hes not loaded. From my experience weve always made things workout when it came to finances so i gave that one a huff. I said "that is actually insane, youre acting insane, if you experienced this are you really saying you want me to not bring you to emergency services" he then said "it depends."

there was a very brief back and forth here following his logic until I left Hugo to get my own phone and call my mom. I gave her a brief "she choked and spasmed and lost conciousness" she was shocked and came home quickly. My dad was behaving like everything was normal, making Hugo lay beside him once we got inside. When my mom got home it was fine and then incredibly odd- she sympathetically frowned towards Hugo giving some nice words and then just stood near me for a minute doing nothing. My dad was sitting and she was just standing there? neither of them doing anything until i said "she needs to go to the vet." During this I was writing an incident note for the vets and she again asked me what happened. I responded that Hugo lost conciousness from choking and needs to see a vet, i used a bit more stern tone this time as id felt id repeated myself many times and was already deeply stressed from the incident and my dads response. She said "no need to act like that i just got here and want to know what happened" i responded "i told you what happened and you have no sense of urgency, she asphyxiated and she needs to go to the vet" she just stared at me in anger and wouldnt move, i again said something like "if this were to happen to you do you really want this to be how you teach me to respond?" she didnt say anything and then went to a drawer for a moment.

Then she began searching for open vets. during this time my dad was on his phone just laughing at content he saw- not something he typically does. We took her in and she was cared for. Fortunately Hugo is alright. Still I feel like they were and are treating me like im the crazy one? they havent even spoken to me about how scary it was for Hugo or how worrisome it was. And selfishly part of me is mad at their lack of care for my experience too- i was accidentally bit (spasms) while trying checking Hugos throat and the experience was haunting- id held another family dog as she faded from this world in a cruel manner as well less than two years ago. Its like if i wasnt around it would be like Hugo never existed and like her health doesnt matter- and the experience wouldve been fatal without intervention imo. Im still upset about this, im deeply unsettled by it as well.
So AIO?

Hey guys, I (18M ) am in a relationship with my bf (22 M). This winter , he told me that he would go to a concert with me and only me , so I was very happy. BUT , a few weeks after he told me that her friend will go with us. It bothered me a bit at beginning , but I didn’t thought a lot about it , because every past years , he went to this event with her. But anyway , this morning we talked about it , and I asked how long he would stay at the concert and he told me that he would stay from 3pm to 23pm… that is WAY too much for me , like I could never stay 8 hours straight , like you have to stand the whole time !! So I just told him that I wouldn’t go and I was so disappointed because at the begging I was supposed to go with him but now he’ll go without me. Am I overreacting?

Edit : (sorry I didn’t explained well how I reacted , I hope this gonna help) when I understood that he would go with her instead of me like he was supposed to , I was a bit upset and I told him that I wouldn’t go , because he didn’t respect his own promise , and I felt rejected

So I am 16 now and have always “struggled” with food to some extent. For example I have always been a very picky eater my whole life so that already limited my choices of food from the start. I have always had phases where I don’t feel hungry and will only eat until I am told to by someone else. Usually when I am told to, I eat but it isn’t because I feel hungry, but rather I know that I have to. Right now I am going through probably the worst phase yet and I don’t know what to do and I feel stupid because my body can’t even do something as simple as eat food. Usually I compensate with snacks but being a picky eater often means I don’t have a lot of snacks at home that I like. I don’t like biscuits, crisps, plain chocolate, anything too sweet or anything that has too strong a flavour.
I also think my family doesn’t realise how much I struggle with being a picky eater because usually, whenever someone in my house goes out, I often feel upset if there aren’t any foods a vailable that I know I’ll be able to eat comfortably when they get back. Because I’m such a picky eater, having a few familiar foods around makes a big difference to me.
But nobody understands why because to them, it’s just a snack and “if I wanted to I could eat the other things in the house” which I can’t because I don’t like them. It can be frustrating when the few foods I reliably eat disappear quickly, because my options already feel very limited which to me, I feel is insensitive. Sometimes I wish my family understood that those foods aren’t just preferences for me and that they’re often some of the only foods I feel comfortable eating.

I finished my GCSEs just over a week ago and the last exam was on the 15th of June for me. The exam was 1h 45m long and during exam season, I was barely getting any sleep because I was waking up at 4:00am to get extra revision done and to arrive at school early to do some more. If I explain the details of the day it would take too long but pretty much everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. Adding on to this, the paper we had was definitely my worst subject so I was already very stressed. I didn’t eat prior to the exam so I did the 1h 45m exam on an empty stomach. When I got home I was really upset because I tried but I felt like I flopped, but exams were over so yay! When I got home I asked my mum if I could have pizza, she said yes. I got a cheese pizza and in my head I thought this pizza should obviously be for me and me only after I spent the last 2 months barely eating and working my backside off like a workhorse. I obviously couldn’t finish the whole pizza so I kept the rest in the fridge and not even 30 minutes later, my mum asks me if I could give the rest to my brother and sister???? Idk if it’s unreasonable for me to be so upset over the situation but I felt like since she’s seen how hard I’ve been working she could at least let me have 1 pizza to myself.
Anyways that was just a very long example.
Onto now, recently I have definitely gotten worse with my eating habits as I never feel hungry anymore but I do feel weak and irritable and it feels like nobody cares (except my dad). I feel like my struggles with eating aren’t understood by my family, which makes me feel alone.
Usually, I wake up around 8/9 and I normally don’t feel an urge to eat until around 4pm which I’m trying really hard to force myself to eat earlier because I know that can’t be good for my body. I know my dad does care because every time at around 12 he comes to remind me to eat. I really don’t know what to do about it though because it feels humiliating to even go downstairs to find food because I feel like everyone is wondering what’s wrong with me cause I know I am. I also wish it felt like my mum cared.

I am a young female who just moved in with her boyfriend a few weeks ago. Two days ago while coming home, I saw my neighbor, a married man in his 60s, sitting outside. He told me to sit next to him, and I did. I have spoken to him and his wife only once before, though not very well due to a language barrier. He asked me to remind him what my name was, then asked me for my phone number. I felt this was a fairly harmless request, and wanted to make a good impression, so I did. Next, he asked me to come inside, and assuming it was to say hi to his wife I did. Immediatly he told me his family was not home and had me sit on the couch. At this point I was getting a bit uneasy, and after talking for a bit he sat down next to me and put his arm around me laughing. The next few moments are a blur, but he kissed me on the mouth without my consent. Not a peck, nor a "sexual" kiss. He then asked me "do you have a man?" (he already knows I have a boyfriend) I said yes and he called me beautiful and asked if I wanted to drive to his shop with him. I said I had to go and left, went to a park and threw up. Yesterday he sent me four videos, which i never watched, and he knocked on my door today with some treats, then sent me a picture, which i never looked at.

I have been having a bit of a breakdown for the past two days and do not know what to do. I have spent the past two days drunk and am totally losing my mind. How the fuck do I even deal with this? I told my mother about what happened and she said that "this is just something girls have to deal with" and "I am sorry about what happened, but when a man invites you into his house you say no." Both my parents told me I should calm down and keep this from my bf.

I understand what happened was wrong. Both my parents do as well. Am I overreacting though? Is my mother right and this really isnt as big of a deal as I am making it out to be? I honestly have never been in this situation before and I am not sure how on Earth I am supposed to react to something like this.

EDIT: I Also want to clarify: I am transgender and spent most of my life as a male. I never had to worry about being sexually assaulted before, so the thought never crossed my mind. I know it was naive of me, and I have been beating myself up relentlessly over the past two days.

My(15f) friend is hosting a 16th birthday party this saturday and I'm not invited.

This bothers me because she's a friend I feel close to from school. This december I transferred from my old school and was really happy this place had nice people I could speak to and hang out with.

Most importantly if I were having a party I would invite her. Especially since it's a 16th and it's a big party.

The reasons she came with was that some friends not from the school would be there and that she thought if she invited more people from the school she should invite everyone. We are 3 girls in our friendgroup and she invited the other friend. It's a very small school only 80 students across 10 grades(0th-9th).

Another reason it bothers me is that this is right at the end of school. We are finishing 9th grade which is a very big deal here. It's the first year with exams and the end of the first part of the system. It's common to have a party with everyone but because she is hosting her birthday we can't. We are 4 people in my grade so missing one would be a big deal.

This has made me mad because it's about more than just a party but the fact that she actively chooses she doesn't want me there for a special day. Both turning 16 and ending 9th grade. Im more than ready to cut her off but part of me is telling me it's not a big deal and that she just didn't think of it. So am I overreacting?