r/AmIOverreacting

Basically, my boyfriend recently lost his job and is in the process of finding a new one…

Context: We’ve been together for a looooong time now; we know how to push each others buttons, we know how we would like to be supported, we are both human and both make mistakes but we are generally very good at being a well-functioning couple (for the most part) and we love each other very much. I am very much so in love with this man and he makes me very happy, but on the flip side, when we aren’t meshing well together, it fucking hurts.

He is very very blunt. He often says things without thinking about how it will affect me or others and I am close to being the opposite. I am an over-thinker, I will often put other people’s feelings above mine or I at least will hold back when I know what I’m really thinking will probably sting them and it’s just not worth it, ect. I actually look up to him in that way, the fact that most of the time he can just say whatever he is feeling without thinking about it first.

I think we have actually learned a lot from each other over the past couple of years; I can lately be a bit more blunt or actually come out and say what I’m wanting to really say because I’m developing more of an idgaf attitude (especially at work) and he is starting to be able to take it down a few notches with me and hold back some potentially hurtful things he is really wanting to say.. idk if that’s why things lately seem to hurt me so much more because it’s kind of like, well we’ve come such a long way, why are you backtracking now? We’re supposed to be on the same team, on the same side, ect. I also don’t want him to feel like he “can’t say anything he’s wanting to”, but I would like him to treat me like his girlfriend, be sweeter, be nicer; not treat me like his best guy friend who is just as rude back to him… I guess not “rude”, but like, they have the same kind of shit-talking banter that goes back and forth and I want to be his person, someone he holds to a higher regard in a sense because he cares about my feelings and cares about how he’s affecting me, not because he feels like he needs to hold back or edit what he’s saying, but because he wants to protect me and my feelings.

We also joke around a LOT. He makes me laugh every day, and vice versa. It’s one of the reasons why I fell for him so hard, he’s just so fucking funny and charming. We can both be very sarcastic, but my jokes always come with a smile, a laugh.. His can be more direct and harsh but I love that kind of humor anyways so I have no complaints about that. We just mesh very well together, and when we are on, we are so on.

(I’m sorry if I’m going on and on about us but I’m also kind of sussing this out for myself as I type this out and I’m pretty frustrated right now)

Anywhooooo…. Basically we were outside with our friend (mostly his long time friend, they’ve been friends forever, since high school and coworkers and roommates together) and he’s talking about how he needs a new truck and a new camper and all this stuff, ect.

My boyfriend then says “Yeah, I need a new truck too… well..”

At this point I literally just thought I was finishing his sentence and I said “But ya need a new job first”

And mind you all- we are very fortunate to be in a situation where we are not hurting at all from lack of funds, I have a very good stable job that allows me to also work overtime here and there and our rent is cheap and bills aren’t too bad, we don’t have children to look after… We are completely fine in that regard, he’s only lost his job just barely two weeks ago, he was able to still get a paycheck and has one more on the way so we haven’t really even gotten into the territory of pinching penny’s or scrounging at all yet… He is also well past the point of making jokes about the entire situation himself; yes it does suck and is super unfortunate, but he/we have already made jokes about it and he’s been applying and interviewing for new ones straight away.

Me saying that was not a jab at him AT ALL, I literally felt like I was finishing his sentence, it felt like he was about to say that, he said “well..” and lifted his eyebrows and I lifted mine back and said that because it was what was in the air, I was catching what he was putting down. I’m just frustrated because I did not feel like I was diminishing him, or making fun of him, I was literally just “stating the facts” which btw, is something he LOVES to say… “Facts over feelings” type shit. He is constantly saying that about the world, that everyone is putting their feelings first over facts, ect. It’s the type of thing where I just feel like he can never really take what he dishes out… I’m just simply stating the fact.

So he looks at me, and in front of our friend he says,
“Or maybe I just need a new girlfriend”

It felt very out of left field, very unnecessary, a bit rude and not equal at all to what I had said. This coming from Mr. Facts-Over-Feelings had just rattled me. I laughed it off, play hit him a few times because it was in front of our friend, I think I might’ve been like, “ugh, rude!” And he almost doubled down and said something like, “you know, one that cooks and cleans”

Which, I am the first to admit that I am slightly failing in both of those areas but I also just worked an 11 hr shift yesterday, I’m on my period, (so maybe that’s why I’m hyper sensitive right now as well??) and I’m fucking tired, okay?! He has been picking up the slack because, you know, he doesn’t have a 9-5 right now, so he made ramen and then burgers the other night, did some laundry and dishes and things but hasn’t fully taken those duties over… he has also been playing video games from the couch every day I come home from work the last few days and I haven’t said SHIT about it (other than making a joke about how he should obviously be greeting me at the door when I arrive home from work but in a completely funny and silly way, not in a serious jabby kind of way, but in a like duhhh you should be at the door grabbing my bag and giving me a kiss because you are just on the couch playing video games kind of a way) I want him to be happy and have an outlet and be able to still do fun things because I am not worried about him finding another job atm. I want him to enjoy that.

We came back inside and I of course started over thinking EVERYTHING. I got super quiet, I didn’t know if I wanted to make a big deal out of it or not but I absolutely hate that he would make a joke like that. It is so rude and feels very disrespectful to me and our relationship.

I don’t ever EVER make jokes about “finding a new man” or “finding someone who will treat me right” or “finding someone who will be able to take care of my emotions better” because I feel like that’s a fucked thing to say to someone. It just made me super sad and really bummed out..

He of course could sense that and he apologized to me but he said something like, “I’m sorry for being rude” or later when I mentioned it made me sad he just said “You really struck a nerve and I’m sorry I was rude” or something along those lines, I wish I remembered exactly how he apologized but I do remember that he never once said anything like he wishes he could take it back or that he didn’t mean it at all. I think that’s what is sticking with me the most. Like, yeah, thanks for apologizing but you haven’t really told me it was something you didn’t mean. I was literally just stating a fact, which is something he ALWAYS says… and to come back at my fact with his feelings just fucks me so sideways because he is always having a problem with me when I do that, when I ‘respond to facts with feelings’. I just don’t think he sees how hypocritical he’s being.

Another thing; I’ve been quiet all night. I haven’t been giving him anything to work with really… I guess he knows he’s “in the dog house” so to speak.. I had been previously begging him to watch a movie with me for a while now, a specific movie that I had just bought on DVD and we still hadn’t gotten around to watching it… we got back from a quiet car ride, quiet dinner at Culver’s (because I’m on my fucking period and I just wanted a butter burger) & a quiet car ride back… He starts playing his video games again (which is fine.) while I am writing things out on my desk and doing other little things… I walk by him and he asks if I want to watch the DVD and I say “Nah.” He later says he was getting a headache and stopped playing because of it and asks, “Are you suuure you don’t want to watch that?” I said “I’m good”. And idk why, this pissed me off even more… You’re just trying to appease me now that you know I’m in a bad mood and you put me there? Instead of just dealing with the consequences of your own actions, you’re basically just trying to shut me up with something that I really love and have really been looking forward to. Like, no. I don’t want to go into that in a terrible fucking mood. I’m really looking forward to him finally watching one of my all-time favorite movies and I’m not going to start it on a night like this.

Other important things to mention: we are both in our early 30’s and have been together for about 9 years.

Thanks to anyone who actually took the time to read out my massive novel… sometimes it just helps me to get it all out there and I appreciate you all!

Am I overreacting?? Should I just let it go and bury it and not mention it again? Is this an overreaction? Am I overreacting???

I (36F) had surgery today to remove my fallopian tubes. I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy 6 weeks ago and we both decided he would be our last child. We already have a 3 year old daughter together in addition to our children from previous relationships. I got the procedure this morning but, unfortunately, my husband (34m) couldn't be with me at the hospital because he had to keep the baby. I knew this would be the case and was fully expecting him to just drop me off and pick me up after, which he did. We stopped around the corner from our house on the way back from the hospital and waited for our 3-year-old to get off the school bus before heading home. Here's the part I wasn't expecting: he just dropped us off at home and left. That was at a little before 3pm and now here it is almost 9:30 and he's still off somewhere with his friends. I sent him a text letting him know I was upset by his choices but he thinks I'm being extra and overreacting because it was "just a same day surgery." I thought I'd seek some unbiased opinions from internet strangers, so AIO?

edit: In fairness to him I want to clarify something. He did not respond to me expressing that I was upset about him leaving by telling me I was overreacting or being extra. He responded by not responding at all. I assume he thinks I’m overreacting for 2 reasons: 1. his actions clearly showed me he wasn’t taking it seriously - I know if he believed it was major he would have been here. 2. We were bickering in the car on the way to the hospital about the fact that I slept through my alarm so we all got up late and my daughter missed the bus to school. There’s apparently a policy that states if a student misses the bus 3 times they’ll be suspended from the bus. I was unaware of this because I admittedly only looked at the bus pass to check her pick-up and drop-off time. She had already missed the bus once because the baby was fussier than usual that morning and I had to keep interrupting the process of getting her ready to tend to him. After a minute or 2 of fussing back and forth I said “can we not do this right now. instead of arguing with me can you offer me some comfort and reassurance I’m anxious about this surgery as it is” and he responded to THAT by telling me I was being extra because it’s just a same day surgery.

He came home at 11pm (4 hours AFTER I told him how I felt about him leaving me alone) and told me he knows that he was wrong and he apologized. I told him in response that I acknowledge him admitting he was wrong/apologizing, but I feel like due to his response (or lack thereof) to me being upset and the overall tone of the conversation surrounding his apology I did not feel like he regret his wrong choice. He said that he’s sorry that the way he was communicating left me feeling like he wasn’t genuinely sorry. I’m still not over it and don’t feel as though the matter is resolved for me but I don’t want to drag it out either so I’m not sure if it’s worth bringing back up atp.

I’ve been home before and had the dog going crazy inside - barking at a guy who brings his kid to ride his scooter toys on my driveway. The child is about a year old and his dad literally brings him two houses down and across the street from his own house to allow his kid to ride his toys down my driveway. Today when I got home I turned the corner and opened the garage door only to have to wait for this dad to reluctantly call his kid to ride down the driveway. I parked right in the middle instead of in the garage. I don’t want him on my property and have asked him very nicely to not use my driveway. Not only because it drives my dog nuts, but bc it’s just rude. When did we normalize going on other’s property bc their kid wants to ride down it!? Am I able to get sued if this kid gets hurt? I have so many questions and really want to know- am I overreacting?

My husband (41M) and I (32F) have been arguing about finances; he has been complaining that I don’t put more effort into paying more for things. We have three children and I’m the one who pays for our two car payments ($835month) , diapers& wipes($100 month), groceries($500 a month ) , clothes for the kids , hygiene, ect. I also am the one who pays for health insurance which is about $1,100 a month.
He claims that the health insurance doesn’t count cause I don’t see the money but in my head if I didn’t have him on the insurance plan it would be about $400 less a month.
He’s eligible for insurance through his job but in his words “it doesn’t make sense for him to pay for it if I can”

He pays rent ($600[we rent a space from his mom]) storage ($350 a month ) and car insurance ($200) and phones/internet ($200)

Am I overreacting to not wanting to pitch in more ?

Edit to add :

1. Our rent is so low cause we rent a room from his mom who already has the house paid off so she benefits from the money.

2. I really am just trying to get others opinions if I should be tallying in the insurance rates cause it’s ridiculously high& that’s the one he argues most .

3. No this post is not fake or rage bait . I unfortunately did marry him for the kids sake.

4. I’ve tried marriage counseling and he refuses , he claims he doesn’t need to talk to anyone about anything; he will figure it out.

5. I budget groceries hard and make sure we don’t buy anything wasteful, also my parents help watch the kids 2x weekly so they have dinner over there.

6. I make $30hr / he makes $25hr : I do not get consistent 40 hrs a week and no opportunities for OT but he gets 40 hrs guaranteed a week with as much OT as he wants . I work day side and he works graveyards.

I am 29F. I found out on Sunday my ex (29M) slept with someone, made out with 2 other girls while out of state on a business trip. He lied about this for months, slept with me and actually ended up putting my health at risk with a potential std (I am still waiting for my results) he had lied a lot throughout our 3 years together about excessive porn, one more attempt to cheat in the beginning but he got turned down…I have given him so many chances and with this last betrayal I just snapped. We had been broken up for a month for other reasons and were not talking. The girl that he was with messaged me and came forward and this is how I found out.

I am a doormat, and I always hold back what I really feel because I never want to inconvenience or hurt anyone. But after finding this out it’s like I’ve gone insane. For the last 3 days straight we have had phone calls and texts where I am saying the meanest nastiest things to him. He’s not fighting back, and I can’t stop myself. A small ping of guilt has hit me just now, and I’m wondering if I need to apologize for being so angry and cutting with my words. Part of me thinks I shouldn’t, because of how much he’s traumatized me over the years (I’m leaving a lot out) but I also lost my brother to suicide a few years ago and I have a big fear of people dying and things being left on bad terms. I feel like it’d eat me up inside.

If I do apologize I would love some help on how to phrase this in a way that lets him know I do not forgive him, only that I’m sorry for my explosive anger?

ok so this is my first time posting in a subreddit like this but i really need to know if what i’m feeling is reasonable or not.
basically i (22f) have a friend who for the sake of this post we will call luna (22f). luna and i have been friends for nearly over a decade, but for a lot of it we lived in different places because i was an expat. well, starting last year we have begun living in the same city again and with that also comes us hanging out in person a lot more.

luna really really likes cooking and she’s actually quite good at it, so often she will offer to cook for me. i need you to understand i never ask or demand she does and i am also quite a good cook so i would not mind also doing the cooking for us (which i have mentioned to her several times), but she insists and is very possessive over it and so i let her have her fun. every time she cooks i do the dishes, and there’s usually quite a lot because she’s a bit of a messy cook, but i don’t particularly mind because it feels like we’re splitting the work equally between us.

now to the actual issue i wanna talk about, every time she does cook for us, she will buy the biggest bulk option of an ingredient available even if it is way over what we actually need for the food. some examples would be buying a 14 pack of sliced cheese when we only need two, buying a big tub of yogurt when we only need 100g, buying bulk veggies when the recipe only asks for half of one etc (you get the gist).

after she cooks, she will take all of the leftover groceries home with her, which isn’t an issue as i tend to be very good at grocery shopping for myself in terms of all of my other meals and don’t usually require anything extra. my issue is that she then proceeds to split every single item in half, regardless if for my portion she for example used 1 slice of cheese from the 14 bought.

honestly, if we hung out rarely i don’t think i would mind this much, but sometimes this happens multiple times a week, and by the end i basically end up covering a grocery trip i don’t even get 90% of groceries from. i should mention my financial situation is just slightly better than hers, but not anything crazy, only about 200€ extra a month, so i can’t really afford to basically cover her groceries as well as mine every month.

however, i do feel like maybe i’m overreacting? she does cook so maybe she believes the extra groceries is repayment for that? however i do end up washing 3 to 4 times the dishes i would whenever she cooks so i thought that evened everything out. and tbh i would also much rather just cook for myself than cover extra grocery costs every month, but she really loves cooking for people and insists it’s one of her love languages, so i also don’t wanna just ruin her vibe and tell her i don’t want her to cook for me anymore.

she also does this to other people and idk what their opinion is cus i tend to avoid talking about people behind their back but she would probably tell me if any of them brought something like this up since she pretty much tells me everything in her life.

yeah idk i don’t wanna seem ungrateful or like i wanna take advantage of her but on the months we hang out more i can literally see how i financially do worse in my grocery and food budget and again i’m not well off enough for it to not be an issue.

to add to this, i don’t even know how i would bring it up if i did, as she tends to get very emotional and not react well at all to confrontation unless she is the one doing the confronting (and even then she gets really angry and mean). she doesn’t take it constructively usually but rather as an attack on her as a person regardless of how i phrase it or what i do. anyway, is this worth even bringing up? would you do it if you were in my shoes or would you just absorb the extra cost? basically, am i overreacting feeling like this is unfair and wanting to bring it up? thanks.

Hi all! I can’t decide whether to talk to my husband about this or not…

I want to preface this by saying that in our 14 years of marriage, I have never been the jealous type. I just can’t tell if I’m overreacting. There is a fellow soccer mom who I had planned to meet up with so our kids can hang out. She is the nicest woman and absolutely beautiful, which wouldn’t have bothered me of course; however, my husband definitely is attracted to her. He sees her at practice once a week and always has something positive to say about her when he gets home. It’s just the way he talks about her that feels uncomfortable. Then he mentioned that he had looked through all her Facebook profile pictures and that she likes the same nfl team as him. He’s not friends on facebook with her, but he has visited her profile multiple times in the last week. I’m not even sure how many times. I then thought to check our computer’s history and saw that he visited her Facebook right when he woke up this morning. All he can see are her profile pictures.

I just can’t tell if this is something that should really bother me. I just don’t want to say anything and have things awkward when we’re around her. What do you think I should do?

So when I was 18 and in college I was a little naive. It was my first time away from home. I wanted to make some friends so I joined a bunch of clubs including a Christian youth group. It wasn't so bad and I met a lot of cool people. But one day when I was talking with my friends they brought up the fact they lost their virginites long ago while still in high school. I'm talking about not a single person in this youth group was playing keep away. But like the dummy I was I said yup me too. And my dumbass was sitting here, who has not even kissed a boy in fear of "the wrath of all the church aunties and my crazy christian tiger mom would rain down on me" if they were to ever find out. Honestly, I was stunned by my groupmates nonchalant attitude about the s.e.x. topic.

So while lying in bed that night I started to think maybe I'm the weird one and I thought to myself technically my mother is in another state, how would she ever find out what I'm up to. And with that I had a plan in motion. I was a girl on a mission, I downloaded a dating app and started getting those matches going, making sure to match with people not even remotely related to my friend group (Because I didn't want anybody up in my business).

So I matched up with some guys that seemed pretty nice and they weren't so bad on the eyes either. The first guy was nice, we talked for a couple of days and then we made a plan were he was going to pick me up near my dorm, go get something to eat, and then go back to his place and you know get down to business. On the day of the meet up, I could see where he parked his car from my window but I kinda chicken out and ghosted him. He was waiting for like 30mins before he left.

After that the next guy I was talking to we planned to meet at a mutual location and then go to his place. I was all shaven and ready to go but as I was walking over there I ran into my friend and she was asking me where I was going? Embarassed I said " ummm I'm just getting some coffee" to which she replied "oh really that's great, I'll come too". Instead of rescheduling I just messaged the guy that I wasn't feeling that great and that was the end of that.

The next guy I matched with I was determined to not let anything get in the way. He told me his roommates were home so he suggested that we do it in the back of his car in a parking lot at night. Not wanting to chicken out again I said ok. He picked me up in this old beat up car and literally I kid you not wearing a cowboy hat and listening to country music. When I got inside I noticed that there were was some empty cans on the car floor and a blanket on the back seat. He was super nice and we had great conversation on the drive to the parking lot. (And I could tell he was trying to keep me calm cuz he knew it was my first time)

When we got to the parking lot, he parked his car and turned to me. My mind was racing and it started to set in that this is really happening. Before he could even say anything I blurted out " I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this" He was very chill about it and was like "oh shit no worries, if you're not ready to do it there's no rush, you don't have to do anything you don't want to" After hearing that I said "I'm sorry" and I yeeted myself out of that car and booked it home. When I got home I saw that he sent me a few messages saying he's truly sorry if he made me feel uncomfortable and that it was never his intention to pressure me and that there is no need to rush my first time. "And if I wanted to, we could still be friends because we did have good banter." But to be honest because I was still mortified about the whole situation and how I ran home like a litttle Biss. Without thinking I blocked and deleted his number and also deleted him from that app without saying anything.

The next day I felt bad about how I handled it because we did have good conversation and he was a nice guy. I tired to look him up but I only knew his first name and had literally had no way of contacting him since we are living in the generation of not knowing anyone's number🤦🏾‍♀️

Now after all that, you think I would have learned but NO. I'm the type of person that when I set a goal I don't stop until I get it. At this point I was treating it as more of an errand I needed to check off of my checklist then my first time.

The next guy I was talking to on the app was nice but he was a little older then the other guys and also wasn't a student. He worked at the campus gym and you could tell that he works out. This time I decided to put my big girl panties on and was determined to make this happen. I waited until one of those long weekends were I knew none for my roommates wouldn't be home (because they all lived in-state and went home for the holidays). I invited him over to my place later that tonight. I cleaned our entire dorm, got ready and played some music to hype myself up.

When he got there I forgot that I had to sign him in first before he could come up. And I also forgot that a classmate of mine was working the front desk. But it was too late to back out now. So I awkwardly signed him in while he was standing there holding a suspicious plastic bag. He had to show his ID and everything. (Keep in mind I was 18 and he was 29.) My classmate was looking at me and then looking at him. All 3 of us didn't really say much and she gave him back his ID (I was dying inside but I already committed). Because I was a little nervous and embarrassed, I was kinda quiet in the elevator. While we were walking to my room He said "your a quieter in-person then he thought I would be". But then I jokingly said "oh am I? I guess it's because it's first time and I'm a little nervous haha". And he said "Why would you be nervous it's not that big of a deal" (Maybe that was sorta kinda warning sign idk)

After awkwardly entering my room we got undressed and he asked if there was anything in particular that I wanted to try and I was like "you're the one with the experience I don't really know much about that". We tried a couple of things and there was no kissing, no music and not really a lot of talking going on. The sex was alright but it wasn't amazing. Definitely not like the movies. I don't know if it was because I was so nervous or what, but it didn't really feel like a life-changing moment and TBH it was kinda mediocre. After we were done I awkwardly walked him downstairs. Later he messaged me that it was great and that we should totally do it again. Being the socially awkward person that I am I said "yes definitely" A couple of weeks later we planned to meet up again at my place. I thought that now that I'm more comfortable it would be better but it was just ok. We did it 3 more times after that (once right before I had plans to meet up with my friends and another time my roommate came back early and we could hear her walking around in the living room before leaving)

But on the 4th time that we were planning on meeting up, like a gift from God he said some dumb shit and I had my out🙌. He said that he had this friend and that she was interested in having a threesome with us and he was wondering if I was down. And at this point I've only ever had sex with him and I still haven't kissed him let alone anyone else. I was like "To be honest I don't really feel comfortable with that and I think that we should stop what we were doing."

He messaged me a few times after that apologizing and saying that we can just go back to what we were doing. Tbh I wasn't really that upset with him but I found my out and I wasn't going to let it go😅

Like a year and a half later he somehow found me on Facebook and sent me message saying "hey remember me". He asked me how I was and what I've been up to. I told him basic info and he later asked if I was interested in doing it again. At this point I was no longer at that school and I told him I moved away and he was like "oh that's too bad and that it was nice catching up" and never heard from him again, modern day prince charming ladies😂 At this point none of my friends from college or my family members know about this guy and this story and I probably will never tell a soul.

Was I overreacting with how I handled the virginity thing and has anything like this happened to anyone else. I'd love to know your guys thought and comments

My boyfriend has very strong opinions about airplanes and their contribution towards pollution, and climate change. He refuses to get on one unless absolutely necessary (for example, only for intercontinental travel).

We are currently planning a trip to India, where we'll be travelling to the NorthEast region. The thing is that the region is huge, politically volatile, not particularly well connected with the rest of the country, and thus, travel takes a long time. We have limited time and want to go to places that are quite far apart (6+ hours) within the region.

I suggested that we could take a flight to one major city in the region, and then travel locally by trains/buses and then we could take the train back from the region to Delhi.

He flat out refused, and said stuff like, no I will not take a plane. I would rather stay in Delhi the entire time, or that I would go to some other state rather than the NorthEast.

Planes are really a dealbreaker for him.

I also lost my cool and told him that I respect his beliefs but he should also be practical about time constraints and other logistics. I said he's being childish and immature for being so stubborn and he said he doesn't want to cause environmental damage for tourism.

We haven't spoken now in two days, and he refused to pick up my calls. In retaliation, i blocked him from most socials last night (currently it's been less than 24hours since the blocking).

Did I overreact?

We have a junior employee who has some sort of gut issues - he spends a crazy amount of time in the bathroom every day. But there's no 'accommodation' due to a health issue. (Small office with a visible bathroom so it's impossible to not know where he disappeared to or for how long.) He wants to be the boss and has an alpha personality. As he sits on his throne, he sends messages to the staff from his phone with suggestions, directions or mostly delegations of his work to others while he's doing his thing. Am I being overly-sensitive to be grossed out and a even little disrespected by this? Like c'mon bruh. Handle your business then handle your business.

I had a really upsetting experience on the train today, and I just need to get it off my chest.

I was travelling back from Edinburgh after a job interview. I’ve been under a lot of pressure lately with job hunting, interviews and personal stuff, so I was already mentally and physically exhausted.

When I first boarded the train, someone was already sitting in my reserved seat. The electronic display above the seat showed that it wasn’t reserved, even though my ticket clearly had that seat number on it.

I politely asked him if I could take my seat and showed him my ticket. He seemed a bit confused, which I completely understood given what the display said, but he kindly moved without any fuss.

Not long after I’d finally settled into my seat, another woman approached me and told me I needed to find somewhere else to sit because she and her companion had booked their seats together.

I explained that I was sitting in the exact seat shown on my ticket and suggested that there might have been a mistake, so they should double-check their tickets.

But she kept insisting that they had paid for their tickets and couldn’t be separated.

They also knew I was getting off at Newcastle while they were travelling to London, so apparently that meant I should be the one to move because I wasn’t travelling as far as they were.

I told her, “No, I paid for my ticket too.”

The man accompanying her was more polite, but he was essentially asking me to do the same thing.

I refused to move. I had a valid ticket, I was sitting in my assigned seat, and I couldn’t understand why I was expected to give it up just because they wanted to sit together.

Eventually, they walked away.

And then I started crying.

I felt so embarrassed because I was crying in public, surrounded by strangers. I tried to hold it together, but I just couldn’t stop the tears. I kept thinking how ridiculous it must have looked to everyone around me, crying over something as simple as a train seat.

I know it might sound dramatic to cry over a seat dispute, but honestly, I’ve been under so much pressure lately. I had travelled three hours for a job interview today, and all I wanted was to sit quietly and get home.

A little while later, the man came back and apologised. It turned out their tickets were actually for the NEXT train, not the one we were on.

So they had been insisting that I leave my reserved seat based on a reservation for a completely different service.

What frustrates me most is that I suggested they check their tickets right from the beginning, but instead they kept insisting that I should move.

I appreciated the man’s apology, but by that point I was already really upset.

I don’t understand why some people think their needs automatically take priority over someone else’s, especially when that person has paid for their ticket too.

I didn’t move from my seat at any point, and I’m glad I stood my ground.

Normally, something like this wouldn’t make me cry, but I think today was just the final straw after everything that’s been going on recently.

Still, I feel embarrassed about crying in public, especially over something that might seem so minor to other people.

Am I overreacting for getting this upset and crying on a train?

So this guy comes into my job (I work retail in a major big city in TX) and before he walks in I get bad vibes. He walks passed the store and he stops right in his tracks, he doubles back at the same time and walks backwards and gets right up on the front doors and looks in here and stands there for a long 5 seconds. Immediately in my head I’m already thinking “what a creep” I approach him and welcome him in as I would with any other potential customer. He begins asking me to give him $6 for a bracelet from the Catholic Church Nextdoor.I’m 26 and I’m barely making it. I only have enough for the bus. I couldn’t help him but he kept on asking, I tried sympathizing with him as well when he was like “please my mom just died” etc. He was very animated with his emotions. I simply told him I wasn’t able to help him for the 12th time (literally) and he exited noticeably upset. I locked the door behind him and contacted my manager. She advised me to call the non emergency number. At that time I was in the back of the store and I peeked out to the front and he came back to the door and tried to come in a couple times just looking in through the window. I called 311 and told them everything and the extremely helpful, compassionate woman on the phone advised me if I felt unsafe contact 911. I contacted 911 and they brought a cop out to patrol for a tiny bit. AIO?????? I’m a female here at the store by myself. I have befriended crackheads and homeless people and just humans from all walks of life but this particular guy made me feel sooo uncomfortable and unsafe!!!

This happened a few years ago and at the time I was upset, but a mutual friend said I was overreacting. Throwaway just in case.

To preface: me (27f), my roommate (31f) lived together with one other roommate who was away at the time in a major city in the US. We were not friends previously but became friends over the course of living together and had been living together for about a year at this point.

At the time I didn’t know that I had endometriosis and PCOS/PMOS (I’ve got it handled now) but had been having significant pelvic pain that made walking for more than 2 or so blocks difficult. It got worse over time until eventually I was in really intense pain, and called my GP back home to see what I should do. She told me that it was possible I had ovarian torsion and to go to the closest ER immediately.

I’d never been to the ER, had no close friends in the area, had no money for an uber, and again, couldn’t walk without significant pain. I called my roommate, who had a car, and explained. I asked if she could take me to the ER. She told me she would, but first had to get her brows waxed and then take a group picture with the staff at her job. She said all of this would take less than an hour and a half. It took about 2 hours, and in the mean time, the pain got worse until what I now know was an ovarian cyst burst. I literally fell to the floor in pain when it happened and was really scared.

She got home a bit later and we headed to the ER, but when I asked where her car was she told me that she didn’t want to lose her parking spot, and we could walk. I was so stunned, and I didn’t want to go alone. So we walked slowly and painfully to the ER, about 15 minutes at a normal pace and yeah, there was a hill.
We got there, and she makes a big show telling the person checking me in that she’s my sister, and then sits down to wait with me. We’re there for maybe 30 minutes until she asks if I’m okay here to wait on my own, because she’s supposed to get drinks with her former professor. I’m over it at that point so I say it’s fine. I’m there for 13 hours and get home at 3 am (walking).

Am I overreacting? When I told our mutual friend at the time she said parking was difficult to find in the city so she understood. In the years since when I’ve told people this story they’ve gotten upset and shocked. My roommate definitely took advantage of me when we lived together (I basically became a live-in dog sitter, even though I love that pup), and I’ve since grown more of a spine, but in this specific case…that was fucked up, right?

A few days ago, my mom and I got into an argument while we were on vacation, and she asked me why I didn’t like being around her so much. I told her it’s not that I don’t love her; it’s just that sometimes being around her can feel exhausting because of how overbearing she’s become, especially compared to how she barely acknowledged my problems when I was younger and instead focused on my brother, whom I love and have no ill feelings toward.
She asked me what I meant, and I told her she probably wouldn’t like me talking about it, but she assured me that I should share anyway. All of this was happening while my dad was driving and trying to ignore us.
I brought up how, in seventh grade, she saw the scars on my arms and asked if I had done them myself. When I replied, “I just fell down the stairs,” she didn’t investigate any further. Later that year, when things got really bad, I had to be the one to repeatedly ask my mom if I could try therapy.
I understand that I was the one who made up an excuse back then, but I feel like it was a horrible one, and she should have cared more about the cuts on her 12-year-old daughter’s arms that supposedly came from “falling down the stairs.”
I know it’s probably stupid of me to still hold on to that, but I can’t help feeling like it mattered.
It was a very big thing for me in terms of how I saw my mom and how I felt like she didn’t care enough to ask more questions when she initially suspected it was something deeper. She said my brother had never done anything like that, and she never had either, so how was she supposed to know to dig deeper? She said she didn’t even really know kids did that kind of thing until my therapist told her when I was in eighth grade.
That situation was even worse because, when she found out, she tried locking me in the bedroom with her and my dad, pulling my shirt up to see the scars, and asking if they were really that bad of parents that they had made me do that. I ended up running out of their room and locking myself inside my own.
I even remember her telling me not to tell my older brother, who’s three years older than me, because it might stress him out during his wrestling season.
It just feels like she takes no accountability for how much she disregarded my mental health growing up. Instead, she uses the excuse that she had never been around people like that before me, so how was she supposed to know?

Also for further context I’m currently a senior in high school

I’m currently in the college application process and have already applied to four schools, with three more to go. I’d like to say I’m pretty ahead, as many of my friends haven’t applied to any yet. Growing up, I was more organized, and now I’m much more of a procrastinator, I’ll admit. I had been putting off finishing an essay I had started for a law program/scholarship application at one of the schools I already applied to, and I had told my mom I’d get it done Sunday since I’m busy Friday and Saturday.
I was only scheduled to work one day this week, so I picked up a girl’s shift for Sunday, which was from 11 AM to 5 PM. My mom blew up when I told her, saying I’d never get it done and that I always find a way not to do it. I tried to explain that I’d still have time to finish it, and she started saying that, at this point, we’re never going to be able to afford for me to go to college. I literally picked up the shift so I could have more money.
Then she talks about how I don’t want it and how she thinks I’m smart but just lack the work ethic or drive to ever meet any of the goals I say I want to achieve. It’s like this constant lecture about how I’m just wasted potential at this point. I’m always the bad, ungrateful daughter.
I understand that I procrastinate and that she’s a very anxious person, but it’s actually so exhausting that, at this point, I might apply to the farthest university I can and just take out loans so they never have to worry about me again.

I know this is stupid, but situations like this happen daily in my house, and I’m so done with her constantly acting like I’m a burden when I feel like I’m a pretty high-achieving kid.

I’m grateful for them wanting to cover my college expenses, but if it means she’s going to constantly bring it up and rub it in my face anytime I do anything, I’d rather just work for it myself.