On almost every social media platform and even irl, people will act like obscure knowledge is common sense. They will act like everyone should know everything that has and ever will exist to make allusions too. It is ridiculous childlike behavior.
My grandpa gave it to mention before he left
I (29F) bought a small, rundown two bedroom cabin on a couple of acres three years ago. It was cheap because it needed massive structural work. I have spent almost every weekend and most of my savings renovating it by hand, replacing rot, rebuilding the back deck, and refinishing the original hardwood floors. I know it might seem like spending that much money and time on a property might seem rash, but it's my pride and joy, however it is still old with very delicate infrastructure.
My brother Kal-El (32M) and his fiance Zor-El (30F) are planning a low budget wedding for this autumn. At a family dinner last week, Kal-El casually brought up that they had settled on a venue: my cabin.
He had not asked me beforehand. He framed it as a done deal, explaining that about 20 of their friends and family would bring tents to camp on the property for four days, while the bridal party would stay inside the cabin.
I was taken aback and laid out a few immediate concerns. First, the cabin runs on an older septic tank that cannot handle 20 people using it continuously for four days. On top of that, the property is not insured for events or large gatherings. Lastly, I just finished hand sanding and sealing the floors, and having 20 people trailing dirt, mud, and heavy boots in and out for a weekend would ruin them.
I tried to be constructive and offered a middle ground. I said I would be happy to host a small six person dinner for immediate family on the patio after a courthouse ceremony, but I could not host the full multi day event or overnight campers.
Zor-El looked down, and Kal-El got very annoyed. He told me I was being paranoid about a little grass and dirt, saying that ever since I bought the place, I have acted like I am too good to share things with family. He refused the dinner offer and said he was insulted by the restriction (like it was his right to use my property).
They left shortly after. Since then, Kal-El removed himself from our shared group chat, and when I tried texting him to talk it through, he kept his replies strictly to one word. My mother has not yelled or made demands, but she did pull me aside yesterday to quietly ask if I could just hire a portable restroom for the weekend to make peace, saying that Kal-El feels like I am prioritizing a building over his big day.
I am starting to feel guilty and wonder if I am being overly rigid about physical property over a major family milestone. AITA? (P.S. these names are in fact references to the greatest comic series of all time.)
I (29F) bought a small, rundown two bedroom cabin on a couple of acres three years ago. It was cheap because it needed massive structural work. I have spent almost every weekend and most of my savings renovating it by hand, replacing rot, rebuilding the back deck, and refinishing the original hardwood floors. I know it might seem like spending that much money and time on a property might seem rash, but it's my pride and joy, however it is still old with very delicate infrastructure.
My brother Kal-El (32M) and his fiance Zor-El (30F) are planning a low budget wedding for this autumn. At a family dinner last week, Kal-El casually brought up that they had settled on a venue: my cabin.
He had not asked me beforehand. He framed it as a done deal, explaining that about 20 of their friends and family would bring tents to camp on the property for four days, while the bridal party would stay inside the cabin.
I was taken aback and laid out a few immediate concerns. First, the cabin runs on an older septic tank that cannot handle 20 people using it continuously for four days. On top of that, the property is not insured for events or large gatherings. Lastly, I just finished hand sanding and sealing the floors, and having 20 people trailing dirt, mud, and heavy boots in and out for a weekend would ruin them.
I tried to be constructive and offered a middle ground. I said I would be happy to host a small six person dinner for immediate family on the patio after a courthouse ceremony, but I could not host the full multi day event or overnight campers. I then said that it is unacceptable to think I would just hand over my property without being asked first, not to mention the damage 20 people could cause to my cabin. Not that they would worry about that since I'm just supposed to give without complaining.
Zor-El looked down, and Kal-El got very annoyed. He told me I was being overreacting over a little grass and dirt, saying that ever since I bought the place, I have acted like I am too good to share things with family. He refused the dinner offer and said he was insulted by the restriction (like it was his right to use my property).
They left shortly after. Since then, Kal-El removed himself from our shared group chat, and when I tried texting him to talk it through, he kept his replies strictly to one word. My mother has not yelled or made demands, but she did pull me aside yesterday to quietly ask if I could just hire a portable restroom for the weekend to make peace, saying that Kal-El feels like I am prioritizing a building over his big day.
TLDR: I Didn't want to share my cabin with my brother and his fiancee and now I'm catching flack for it.
I am starting to feel guilty and wonder if I am overreacting in this situation, I'm thinking about just giving in and letting them use it. AIO? (P.S. these names are in fact references to the greatest comic series of all time.)
I (29F) bought a small, rundown two bedroom cabin on a couple of acres three years ago. It was cheap because it needed massive structural work. I have spent almost every weekend and most of my savings renovating it by hand, replacing rot, rebuilding the back deck, and refinishing the original hardwood floors. I know it might seem like spending that much money and time on a property might seem rash, but it's my pride and joy, however it is still old with very delicate infrastructure.
My brother Kal-El (32M) and his fiance Zor-El (30F) are planning a low budget wedding for this autumn. At a family dinner last week, Kal-El casually brought up that they had settled on a venue: my cabin.
He had not asked me beforehand. He framed it as a done deal, explaining that about 20 of their friends and family would bring tents to camp on the property for four days, while the bridal party would stay inside the cabin.
I was taken aback and laid out a few immediate concerns. First, the cabin runs on an older septic tank that cannot handle 20 people using it continuously for four days. On top of that, the property is not insured for events or large gatherings. Lastly, I just finished hand sanding and sealing the floors, and having 20 people trailing dirt, mud, and heavy boots in and out for a weekend would ruin them.
I tried to be constructive and offered a middle ground. I said I would be happy to host a small six person dinner for immediate family on the patio after a courthouse ceremony, but I could not host the full multi day event or overnight campers.
Zor-El looked down, and Kal-El got very annoyed. He told me I was being paranoid about a little grass and dirt, saying that ever since I bought the place, I have acted like I am too good to share things with family. He refused the dinner offer and said he was insulted by the restriction (like it was his right to use my property).
They left shortly after. Since then, Kal-El removed himself from our shared group chat, and when I tried texting him to talk it through, he kept his replies strictly to one word. My mother has not yelled or made demands, but she did pull me aside yesterday to quietly ask if I could just hire a portable restroom for the weekend to make peace, saying that Kal-El feels like I am prioritizing a building over his big day.
TLDR: I Didn't want to share my cabin with my brother and his fiancee and now I'm catching flack for it.
I am starting to feel guilty and wonder if I am being overly rigid about physical property over a major family milestone. AITJ? (P.S. these names are in fact references to the greatest comic series of all time.)
I (29F) bought a small, rundown two bedroom cabin on a couple of acres three years ago. It was cheap because it needed massive structural work. I have spent almost every weekend and most of my savings renovating it by hand, replacing rot, rebuilding the back deck, and refinishing the original hardwood floors. I know it might seem like spending that much money and time on a property might seem rash, but it's my pride and joy, however it is still old with very delicate infrastructure.
My brother Kal-El (32M) and his fiance Zor-El (30F) are planning a low budget wedding for this autumn. At a family dinner last week, Kal-El casually brought up that they had settled on a venue: my cabin.
He had not asked me beforehand. He framed it as a done deal, explaining that about 20 of their friends and family would bring tents to camp on the property for four days, while the bridal party would stay inside the cabin.
I was taken aback and laid out a few immediate concerns. First, the cabin runs on an older septic tank that cannot handle 20 people using it continuously for four days. On top of that, the property is not insured for events or large gatherings. Lastly, I just finished hand sanding and sealing the floors, and having 20 people trailing dirt, mud, and heavy boots in and out for a weekend would ruin them.
I tried to be constructive and offered a middle ground. I said I would be happy to host a small six person dinner for immediate family on the patio after a courthouse ceremony, but I could not host the full multi day event or overnight campers.
Zor-El looked down, and Kal-El got very annoyed. He told me I was being paranoid about a little grass and dirt, saying that ever since I bought the place, I have acted like I am too good to share things with family. He refused the dinner offer and said he was insulted by the restriction (like it was his right to use my property).
They left shortly after. Since then, Kal-El removed himself from our shared group chat, and when I tried texting him to talk it through, he kept his replies strictly to one word. My mother has not yelled or made demands, but she did pull me aside yesterday to quietly ask if I could just hire a portable restroom for the weekend to make peace, saying that Kal-El feels like I am prioritizing a building over his big day.
I am starting to feel guilty and wonder if I am being overly rigid about physical property over a major family milestone. AITA? (P.S. these names are in fact references to the greatest comic series of all time.)
God approaches you in a dream and tells you of a coming calamity. It will destroy all of humanity but you are given the power to choose one group of people or a country to save. You are not allowed to say things like the human race. Who do you save?
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Whenever I see a post on Instagram or Reddit talking about how people are speaking wrong when they use slang or different words in that area, it greatly annoys me because everyone does the same thing.
My dad came into my room today, wanting to have a serious conversation. At first it was things like your not taking school seriously enough, and that I need to do better. Understandable, I get that. But then, he started talking about how he saw me getting dragged to hell and that he's gonna get me baptized and things like that. He talked about how God is great and does wonderful things for us, but he made it clear that if I wanted his support, I didn't have a choice. Part of the reason he said this is because I have severe anxiety.
If he told me to get in line and ask someone for something I would find myself physically incapable of doing so for a bit. It takes genuine courage for me to do things like that. It took me years to make friends and even still I can't talk to new people. I can't look them in the eye, or shake their hand firmly. I can't do public speaking unless extreme force is used on me.
I refused medication for this, as well as counciling because of my anxiety about doing those things. It doesn't help that my grades dropped and my family has started treating me like a black sheep, unable to do anything right.
Then there is the severe depression I developed because of my family and peers telling me that I'm inferior to others and not worth taking time on.
I say all of this, because with my problems I don't want to add another. I would honestly rather unalive myself than do it because of my anxiety. I can go along with Christianity if it means keeping my family. But if my dad asked me to do a Baptism, I would have to say no or freeze up right before it and embarrass myself beyond redemption.
I would appreciate any advice on my situation. All criticism is welcome as well.
My dad came into my room today, wanting to have a serious conversation. At first it was things like your not taking school seriously enough, and that I need to do better. Understandable, I get that. But then, he started talking about how he saw me getting dragged to hell and that he's gonna get me baptized and things like that. He talked about how God is great and does wonderful things for us, but he made it clear that if I wanted his support, I didn't have a choice. Part of the reason he said this is because I have severe anxiety.
If he told me to get in line and ask someone for something I would find myself physically incapable of doing so for a bit. It takes genuine courage for me to do things like that. It took me years to make friends and even still I can't talk to new people. I can't look them in the eye, or shake their hand firmly. I can't do public speaking unless extreme force is used on me.
I refused medication for this, as well as counciling because of my anxiety about doing those things. It doesn't help that my grades dropped and my family has started treating me like a black sheep, unable to do anything right.
Then there is the severe depression I developed because of my family and peers telling me that I'm inferior to others and not worth taking time on.
I say all of this, because with my problems I don't want to add another. I would honestly rather unalive myself than do it because of my anxiety. I can go along with Christianity if it means keeping my family. But if my dad asked me to do a Baptism, I would have to say no or freeze up right before it and embarrass myself beyond redemption.
I would appreciate any advice on my situation. All criticism is welcome as well.