u/Pastel_Lemon3

This is a stupid post.

A year ago, my mom bought a new Apple Watch to replace her old one. My Father then gave me the old one to keep.

I don’t want it. It won’t let me sync my Apple ID to it, plus I don’t like wearing watches anyways. I’ve never worn one in my life. Everytime I wear something on my wrist I end up getting blisters on my wrist and they end up discolored and red.

I told my mom I didn’t want it anymore and she said I should be grateful that it was given to me, and that I only wore it for one day, so how can I knock something I haven’t fully tried?

It’s just been sitting in my room. Un-touched. I wanted to give it to somebody else or trade it in. I feel bad that it’s just sitting there untouched.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful it was given to me, but the thing is.. I’m never going to use it. I don’t like wearing watches. I’d rather have it not sit and collect dust, and give it to somebody who’ll actually use it.

AITAH??

EDIT: Ah, maybe I miss worded my post. I am not anxious because of driving, I’m scared to drive in the car with her due to her yelling.

Hello, all,

Today is as my 3rd lesson in drivers Ed.

We’ve been practicing maneuverability, which is something I’m not too good at.

We practiced maneuverability on the first lesson. My instructor told me I had to back up so that the come was in line with the back bumper, so I did that. She was silent and didn’t tell me when to go to start backing up to turn, so I began to go ahead. She then stopped the car and said I backed up too far and that I would fail the actual test because I didn’t line the cone up with my bumper. I apologized and tried to explain to her that I was starting to backup to turn so I can go into the cones, but she cut me off and told me to just listen to her and to just trust that she knows what she’s doing. So, we practiced it more and once the cone was lined up with my bumper, and I’d stop and wait for the okay, and then she would scold me and say I can start moving again, and that she didn’t know what I was waiting for.

And, I’m the type of person that needs everything explained to me literally. So for example, during the first lesson she kept telling me “turn the wheel this way” or “turn the wheel that way” and would get mad when I would turn the wheel the wrong way. I asked her politely if she can use “left” and “right” instead of “this way” and “that way” and I feel as if she got slightly irritated over this. She continued to use “this way” and “that way” and would get mad whenever I’d turn the wheel the wrong way, because I did not understand what way she wanted me to turn the wheel to. Her eyes were wide and at some point she raised her voice at me. Also, while driving, I swear she fell asleep. I heard snoring at some point in the car but didn’t look because I didn’t want her scolding me for not looking.

I’d back up and begin to turn and she’d ask me “uh; what do you think you’re doing?” Or say “did I say you can do that?” Etc, just very nasty things.

Today didn’t help. I barely got any sleep last night because I was very nervous for today. I had to be up at 10AM and slept at 6AM, only leaving me with 3-4 hours of sleep.

Then, I realized during the 2nd session I had left the report paper I need for every session in the back of her car.

Right after the 2nd lesson I immediately emailed the building/school explaining the situation to the office lady’s there, and they said that my instructor should and would return it to me.

So when she arrived today, I explained everything to her and she cut me off and shook her head and said she saw me leaving with the paper last session; and asked me to go back into my house to look. Claiming she didn’t have my paper, and that I never left it in her car.

I looked and told her I didn’t have it. She told me she’d print me a new one. She asked me what days my previous lessons were on, I told her the dates and she told me I was wrong and that I gave her the wrong dates, and that she wanted me to drive her to the office to get this sorted out.

Anyways, we drive to the office, everything is sorted out, we then drive to a parking lot to do maneuverability. And again, she’s scolding me and what not and I’m very confused. I eventually began to cry because she kept saying “what are you doing?” And “I didn’t tell you to do that, now did I?” And “did I say you can do that?” Etc.

She then asked me “why are you crying?” And I told her I was nervous. She said “why are you nervous?? This is your 3rd lesson.” I just kept crying. She then said “are you having a bad day??” And I nodded. She then said “I believe in everybody having bad days. We still have time in the lesson so I’ll let you park and calm down.”

I calmed down and began to practice my maneuverability, sniffling and breathing weird. She eased up on me it seems, and helped me.. like actually helped me and began to explain in detail on what I did wrong and why. Something she never did before.

Then, the lesson ended, I drive myself home, I go into the house and told my dad everything and he told me that I’m 18 and that I shouldn’t be crying, especially in front of anybody. He told me “well, In the end did you manage to pass the maneuverability practice?” And I said “yes.” And he told me “see. No reason to cry. Relax.” In a gentle tone. I left that part out so maybe I should add it, but he told me as long as I pass the class that’s all that matters.

So yeah. ATIAH???

Hello, all.

I’m going to a gaming convention in September and plan on cosplay chica from fnaf 1. I’ve never worn wigs before but this time I’d like to wear one.

The only thing I’m worried about is obviously if you use a crimp-er or something on a wig, you have the risk of burning the hair.

I basically want to buy a wig from Amazon and crimp it. I watched a few TikTok’s, and they don’t exactly say how much to heat the crimper. They just say get a bunch of metal combs, detangler, tease the wig, then crimp it.

I’ve never styled wigs before, I’ve never put this much work into a cosplay ever!

All in all, I’m just worried about burning the wig. So anything is helpful.

Hello, all.

I turned 18 in March. It’s August now. I have my own job, and I make my own money.

Everytime I get paid, I put half of my check away into savings, and then the other half is for whatever.

I have a friend that I commission a lot for art. Recently, she did a big art piece for me and I offered $100 for it.

I don’t have my own car, nor a drivers license yet, so my parents have to drive me around often.

I asked my dad to take me to the bank to get physical money out, and he asked why. I told him about the situation and he freaked out. Saying in the future I have to consult both of my parents before I start “throwing cash around”. He made me give her $50 instead of $100. And said that they’re worried when I make my own decisions because they aren’t the best, and said that maybe in the future instead of giving the house to my and my brother, they’ll give the house to my brother and make it so I have to pay rent in order to live there, and that they’ll maybe have my brother manage my money for me.

I also have to ask my parents to hang out with friends before I actually do so.

Also, a few months ago, I saved up to buy this $200 anime figure, and my parents flipped out when I bought it. Saying not to buy expensive stuff like that ever again.

Which is odd because when I was a minor before a job, my parents constantly nagged me about how I needed a job so I can start buying myself things.

They also tell a few family members about my financial business, and health business, so on and so forth, and I keep telling them that they don’t know to share or know everything about me, and that I’d like my privacy. My parents then claimed that since I live here in their house still, there is no privacy, and that they can share or know whatever they want.

My parents admitted to me that they still think of me as being 15, instead of 18, and claim that I apparently still act as if I’m 15??

Who knows.

I had an argument with my parents that I don’t need to consult them for everything now because I’m 18. When I was a minor 13-17, I had to ask them to hang out with my friends and they wouldn’t sometimes let me hang out with friends or they wouldn’t let me hang out a line. I always had to be with an adult or friends. I told them that I’m 18 now and I can do whatever I want, but I still consult them out of courtesy, because sometimes I’d get in trouble for doing things without asking them. I also told them that it was my money, and I can do whatever I want with it. I told them “well, you wanted me to get a job so I can buy my own things, instead of you guys having to buy me my figures and stuff, right?” And my parents went silent after that.

Am I still immature? I don’t know. But all I ask of them is that I finally have my privacy that I so desperately crave. I mean Christ, when I was 12-14 I couldn’t sleep with my door shut. I can finally sleep with it shut now. So on and so forth. My whole life my parents have shared or spread things about me (behind my back) that I never wanted shared, and now despite me being 18 I still don’t have privacy. So on and so forth.

I am annoyed.

EDIT: For those wondering, I do pay rent, I’m about to start paying for my own car insurance, I paid half for my drivers ed and I’m currently saving up for college. I’m starting college next year in January! I pay for my own food most times, I buy my parents food when I can, and I’m starting to put money towards gas because while I don’t have my actual drivers license, I do have my temporary permit. I also pay for my own (very expensive) doctor bills. I also clean the house alongside my parents and do chores. I take care of the 2 cats we have and change their litter, etc. Yet sometimes they call me spoiled and lazy.

EDIT 2: I’m actually stunned that people are telling me to move out. I made a post similar to this on [r/AITAH](r/AITAH) and I was called an arrogant, ignorant, selfish, spoiled brat, and that my parents should’ve kicked my ass out as soon as I turned 18. I was also told that I should be grateful my parents are still letting me live with them and making me pay rent. I don’t mind if I live with them, but all I ask is for privacy along with other things that shouldn’t really be a considered a ‘privilege’

EDIT 3: Despite me being 18, my parents don’t want me moving out. They tell me that I need them and that I won’t survive alone without them. They even told me they’ll just give me the house before they die so I’d never have to move. I’m going to college close by because my parents didn’t want me going to college out of state because ‘I need them’. And then got mad when I told them/confronted them that I was disappointed that I have to go to college nearby when I wanted to go to college out of state and start anew.

My father may have OCD.

He used to have a hard time letting in-animate objects go.

Then, he was on bed rest for almost 2 years due to surgery, so he couldn’t go on shopping sprees anymore and such.

During this time, he developed a hatred(??) against trash.

Here’s a few examples:

When I graduated, the school gifted me papers I did from kindergarten or pre-k, and he threw them away without asking me first, because the trash was stressing him out. I had him dig it out of the trash.

He constantly touches things and moves stuff that isn’t his around the house. For example, recently, he hated that my brothers tablet was left on the couch and buried it under the clothes just because it was bothering him. And when confronted, he’ll deflect and say he didn’t know how certain items got from one end of the house to the other. And he hates it when we (me and my family) make him apologize.

Also, everytime there’s trash; whether it’s in the car or we’re out in dinner or eating a dinner st home as a family, he will interrupt whoever is talking just to tell them to throw trash away.

Also, theres been many times where I have been in the middle of eating out at a restaurant and he will put trash on my UNFINISHED plate because he assumed I was done.. and because the trash was bothering him. There’s been times where we’d have daddy-daughter dates and will go out to eat and in the middle of me talking to him he’ll give my unfinished plate to the waitress and I’ll yell at him. He will tell me he assumed I was finished.

Even eating dinner together as a family, he will sometimes take away my plate or my mom or brothers plate because he assumed we were all finished with our meals; when we were in the middle of them.

There’s been times where I’ve been almost late for work because he wanted to clean the car head to toe out first, knowing I need to leave at a certain time to make it on time for work.

He’s done many other things, like moving my items or throwing away stuff without my knowledge, claiming he didn’t know I owned certain items or such.

Sometimes me and my father will be having a conversation in a restaurant and he’ll interrupt me just to make me go throw trash away due to it bothering him so much.

Me, my brother and my mother have urged him to get tested for ocd or something, because he’s on his trash craze and it just won’t stop. It’s annoying.

Important documents of mine will disappear.. my moms stuff and brothers stuff will disappear, yada yada.

Also, he has a whole entire table and a part of the couch dedicated to his stuff and freaks out when it’s moved.

My mom once asked him why trash bothers him so much, and he said it just does, but he claims he doesn’t have ocd.

And what doesn’t help is that I collect things. I collect anime figures and typically save the boxers for whenever my figures need to move from one room to the other. And if my boxes sit for a while, my father will get antsy and ask if he can throw them away. He does this with my brother and mom’s stuff too. We will all say no and he’ll get even more stressed.

I also own posters and he’ll ask me if I still want them even if they’re hanging on my wall.

One time he tried to throw away my high school diploma too!! He asked me first if I still wanted it or not. I said yes??!!

He claims he’s fine but it’s annoying. I know he can’t help it. I don’t know if this is OCD but it’s just annoying. Me and my family can’t do anything without constantly being reminded to throw the tiniest piece of straw paper away or something like that.

It doesn’t help that my dad is stubborn and doesn’t go to the doctors for any of his issues, and has many medical complications/conditions.

I mean, one year he had a hard time breathing through his nose and would cough up phlegm. Me and my family kept urging him to go to the doctors and he kept insisting he was fine. My mom had to make an appointment for him and it turns out he had benign tumors growing in his nose, and the doctor told him he was lucky he came in right now, and if he waited longer, he would’ve lost the ability to breathe through his nose.

I know this sounds weird, but I can’t take it anymore. It’s annoying. I don’t know what caused this whole trash craze but it’s been going on for too long!! 3 years at this point.

UPDATE: I didn’t know you couldn’t wear a costume nor face paint, but I understand!! Sorry if this was a dumb question. I was just curious. I will just wear Halloween themed stuff! Thank you for the help.

I’m going to my first ever Halloweekend this year, and I plan on dressing up this year.

For my costume, I plan on wearing white face paint. Would cedar point let me in wearing clown white face paint?? Would they even let me wear my costume?

I don’t know if they have any Halloweekend costume rules in general, so I’m asking here!

UPDATE: Many people told me to just tell her the truth, so I did. I told her I was actually going to a convention with my brother soon, because he surprised me with tickets. She said “Cool.” And said she didn’t mind if it was just me and my brother attending.

WIBTAH for not inviting nor taking my friend to a gaming convention I’m going to?

I (18F) am going to a gaming convention with my brother (20M). He invited me and even paid for my ticket. He knows I love conventions and my first convention I went to, I went with my friend (15F).

For this gaming convention, I plan on cosplaying. I was talking to my friend last night about what or who I should cosplay as. I try to do closet cosplays but I sometimes don’t have stuff I need to cosplay somebody. I plan on cosplaying as chica from fnaf, so I have to buy a few things to cosplay her!

She asked me why I wanted to cosplay her, because she knows I don’t really do cosplay outside of conventions. I told her it was for Halloween (because I go to haunted houses every Halloween and recently began to dress up again), but she’s getting a bit suspicious, again, I don’t do cosplay as a hobby, it’s more so an event thing.

I want to tell her about the convention, because I’m excited and Id love to tell her the real reason as to why I want to cosplay, but I know if I do she’ll begin to ask if she can attend. I don’t know if my brother will let me.

He kinda wants the convention thing to be a family only kind of event.

She loves conventions, and I’d love to take her, but again, my brother will be driving us plus he paid for my ticket. I have no issue buying a ticket for her and taking her along, but most of the times my brother wants these types of things to be family only, or just us, no friends.

I don’t really know how to title this.

I’m 18, I have PCOS and I weight 270 pounds, I’m diabetic, and recently my sugar has been bad, and my doctors told me if I lose weight it’ll help me be healthy and help me lower my blood sugar.

I carry most of my weight in my stomach. From the front I look okay, but from the side I look huge.

I’ve been to a gym before, I used to go 2-3 days a week and walk for 30 minutes on the treadmill. That was last July, last July I was 280 and bumped my weight down to 250, but I gained it all back. The member ship got too expensive for me.

Today, I decided that before I cause irreversible damage to my body due to my diabetes, I need to face something I’ve been avoiding for a long time. My weight. My stomach. I’ve always been insecure of my weight and I think it’s time for me to face it, it’s time to control it before it controls me.

Tomorrow I’m going to buy a membership again, and work out with my friend.

The only issue is that I don’t know how to actually work out. As I said, I only walk on the treadmill and that’s it. I used to bench press but it’s been a long time since I’ve done bench pressing.

I don’t know if any of this information helps, but I would love any advice, or any recommendations on what I should do to help my stomach.. like what machines I should use, etc!

If this post isn’t allowed, then mods, please take it down.

Insulin.

So, one of my friends thinks she’s above and beyond me apparently.

I’m diabetic, type 2. I take insulin regularly to help lower my blood sugar, since it hasn’t been the best lately.

I just ranted to her, saying I was prescribe insulin, but given no needles for my insulin pen. Which I guess isn’t an issue, I just assumed doctors are supposed to provide you needles with a pen.

I’ve been diabetic for 5 years, my friend sister has been diabetic way longer than me.

My friend said I must not know what I’m talking about. She said insulin pens don’t require needles to be injected into you, and that I must be talking about the ‘top part’ of the needle.

She said this because apparently her diabetic sister uses insulin pens but doesn’t need to put needles on it to inject it into her.

I don’t know if she’s right and I’m wrong, but I’ve mainly injected myself with insulin using insulin pens for years now, and, apparently, I guess I’m schizophrenic because apparently you don’t need needles to inject insulin into yourself.

Ny friend herself isn’t diabetic, but as I said, her sister is, and she said she’s very knowledgeable on diabetes because her sister is diabetic herself.

This is a stupid rant. But she always does this. She always tells me I’m not knowledgeable on the subject or topic I talk about.

Also, not to vent but I wish I didn’t have this stupid disease, full throttle. I got it due to genetics, and also environmental factors. Let’s face it, I have PCOS but I was very fat as a kid and was diagnosed with insulin resistance as a kid but the doctor said it was nothing to worry about and that it would fix itself on its own. But, I must deal with the cards that life had dealt me. I wish I wasn’t diabetic. I can go blind, my kidneys can be shot, I can get neuropathy. My sugar hasn’t been the best recently because ever since my diagnosis I fell into a depression and I don’t take care of myself. I still don’t. I don’t want to go blind or shit like that so I’m trying to take care of myself the best I can, but it’s just hard. I fucking hate this. People think diabetes is a choice. It isn’t. It’s mostly genetic, and yeah, haha, go ahead and make fun of me, I don’t care anymore.

I feel like I don’t have any support, and frankly, I don’t care anymore.

I try to be nice to myself. I really do. It’s just hard.

When I got diagnosed 5 years ago, my doctors immediately said I need to get the weight down from 280 to 100. They want me to weight 100 pounds, they even said maybe I can weight 90.

They tell me I can eat all the healthy foods and take all the medication I want, but it’s my weight that will kill me apparently.

I weight 270.

My whole life I was bullied due to my weight, I was insecure. My doctors are never satisfied with what I do. I can tell them I took up paddle-boarding, which I did, but I was told paddleboarding isn’t a valid sport and ain’t a valid way to lose weight.

They know I have PCOS, so it’s significantly harder to lose weight.

My doctor recently told me if I didn’t lose weight then she’d take me off my medicine.

I tell them I take my meds daily and it’s still not enough.

Every appointment is weight, weight, weight.

I told my doctors for years that I want to get down to 220 and that’s it, but they told me that diabetics should way 100-90 pounds.

That’s what’s making me depressed besides my diagnosis. That nobody will love me because I’m fat. Nobody will love me despite me being fat.

I recently saw a psychiatrist for my depression due to the diagnosis, and she told me what every psychiatrist tells me. “I can’t help you.” I was told that my depression is due to my diagnosis and that in her opinion it’s minimal, so I don’t need medicine or therapy, and that I just need to meditate, eat a snack before bed and sleep, and all of my depression will be cured.

My mom, as much as I love her, she agrees with my doctors bout my weight. I need to be skinny. She knows I was bullied my whole life due to my weight, she knows I hate my fatness.

As I said, I feel no support from my doctors. I’m just another money pig to them.. at least that’s how I see it. I feel no love.

But I feel selfish for even admitting this. For basically saying “I don’t want to die but I’m not doing anything to improve my health”.

I try to take my meds daily but I forget, I try to take my insulin daily but I forget, I forget to wear my CGM’s, I try to diet and get teased for it.

I don’t know what to do anymore.

I hide my diagnosis from the internet and from my friends or other people irl, because I am ashamed.

I am sorry for dumping all of this onto you.

I truly wish I took care of myself good. I regret every decision I’ve made.

Also, this year sucked. Every year something always goes wrong.

So.. I was just called ignorant, delusional, egotistical, a fraud/fake artist, a child/childish, and arrogant for telling a Redditor that I was an artist against ai.

I’m not angry about it, I have to remember everybody has their own opinions. I’m just confused as to how being against something can make me ignorant, delusional, egotistical, a fraud/fake artist, a child/childish, and arrogant.

I didn’t even say anything to make them pissed off. But then again, this is reddit. Anything you say can be used against you somehow and make you look like the villain..

I didn’t know a simple comment could press somebody.

And again, I’m not here for debate in ai. I’m just confused on how this person came to the conclusion that I “am” what they think I “am”. It’s like they jumped through hoops and skipped a few chapters..

I am prepared for the “ai isn’t bad, it’s good!!” Comments. And all I can say is.. that is your opinion. You have yours and I have mine.

This is a stupid rant, but a restaurant near me recently added a few new items to their menu.. not limited time.

I decided to drive up there to try and order one of the new items on the menu, only to be told that the new items were “online” only, and that the only way you can get them is by ordering them online for delivery or pickup.

It’s stupid in my opinion.. not to mention restaurants already up charge you when it’s for delivery or pickup. And also, no where in the advertisement did it say was it online only.

Long story short, I (18F), commissioned my friend (15F), asking if she can turn one of my drawings into a custom made keychain for my ITA bag. She said she could do it. She said I could pick the price, because she didn’t want to undercharge me or overcharge me, so I told her I’d pay $20 for the keychain. I sent her a picture of my finished art piece of an OC (original character) that I wanted her to turn into the keychain.

A few hours later she sends me a picture, saying she put my art through AI to fix my art because my art isn’t the best, and my proportions aren’t the best either. The picture is sent her was also colored, but she decided to go ahead without my permission and re-colored the art, because she said she was going to redraw my art because she didn’t have a printer with coloring to print my photo out, so she said she had to redraw it, but she said she didn’t have the proper colors for my drawing.

A day or two passed and she then revealed to me that she in fact couldn’t make my art into a keychain because she didn’t have the proper materials. Instead, she asked me if she could 3D print me the logo to one of my favorite bands. I told her that’s fine. She said she felt bad not being able to make me the keychain I wanted, and I told her not to feel bad. She asked me if I still wanted to pay for it and I told her yes. I originally was going to pay her $25 for the 3D print, but lowered it to $20.

I didn’t tell her that I was uncomfortable and slightly pissed off that she agreed to my commission only to practically change everything about my art, only for her to not be able to do it in the end.

As an artist, I do not like AI, and I rarely post my art online out of fear that it’ll get fed to AI, and the one second I share my art with her to commission her, she fed my art to AI because the proportions were off in the drawing, and nothing was symmetrical.

She’s an artist too, but she recently started to rely heavily on ai to draw for her.. she’s my best friend and I feel bad talking “crap” about her, but the whole commission was a disaster.

She’s never used AI for her commissions before and is typically able to give the person exactly what they want. She told me she was able to make a keychain, but then later revealed she actually couldn’t.

I just don’t understand why she’d accept a commission she couldn’t actually do.

EDIT: This ain’t the first time something like this happened. One time I commissioned her to draw me tattoo ideas, and she never delivered them, so I didn’t pay her. There’s been a few times I’ve even asked her if I could commission her and I’ve been left on read. She’s got a short attention span so I’m guessing that’s way.

I’m sure many people are going to disagree with me. But I really wish TLLTD had a polyamorous option for your mii’s. It’s hard when I create a character from a show that’s in a love square or triangle, and I want them to date all of the people they’re shipped with, only for me to be forced to chose just one mii for the other mii to date.

Another (stupid) question.. I mainly use wattpad to read books and publish books (before I took them down due to cringe and also unfinished fanfics).

Those who use wattpad.. when you write a book or fic, do you guys prefer to publish the entire book when it’s completed? Or do you guys publish chapter by chapter?

I have so far 3 chapters written and I am currently writing chapter 4.

I’m in between publishing the book when it’s fully complete, or publish it chapter by chapter.

This randomly just came to my mind.

When I was younger my older brother was in school majoring in both law and computer science. For some reason these classes required him to take a.. puppeteer class?? Where he had to buy a puppet and practice puppeting it. I swear I’m not remembering it wrong.

I do remember seeing stories online of people majoring or minoring in classes and then having to take random classes as requirements. My brothers puppeteer class was a requirement.

Stupid question, but would it be a bad thing and maybe a rushed thing if I made my 2 MC’s argue in chapter 2? I don’t want to pacing of my book to be quick nor slow, but for chapter one and majority of chapter 2, the dialogue has been building up for an argument.

Hello all, this question may be subjective, if that’s the right word for it, but I was curious on chapter longness.

I’m gonna be honest, when I read books, I hate it when the page itself is long.. very long. But, I also hate it when a page is too short.

For the first chapter to my book I’m writing, is 1185 words (my app calls it) too long, or too short?

I don’t want to reader to get bored by reading a long page, but I also don’t want them to also be bored by how short it is.

Is 1185 words acceptable? Or should I write more?