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About a year ago I met this guy who worked across the street from my bar. When his place closed, he’d come over sometimes and one night he gave me his number. We hung out, got absolutely BLACKOUT drunk, and I went back to his place.

Next morning I’m trying to find my phone and I’m looking everywhere. I look under his bed and I find… I don’t even know how to explain this. I’m posting the picture because unless you’ve seen one before, words won’t do it justice. It was one of those realistic rubber sex toys that looks like an actual person’s lower half. I stared at it like ???????

Anyway I tell my best friend and coworkers because I thought it was the funniest thing I’d ever seen.

Now here’s where this becomes a story I can’t defend.

I hung out with him AGAIN, got drunk AGAIN, slept over AGAIN. We didn’t even hook up this time. Next morning I drank two of his beers, looked under the bed… and stole it.

WHY? I genuinely do not know. I think I wanted to show my friends because we all thought it was hilarious. I’m not proud of this.

My friend picked me up and I had this giant rubber thing in the backseat of her car. She held onto it for two days. And for reasons I will NEVER understand, she decided to CLEAN IT because she thought it got dirty rolling around in her car.

Guys.

Old stuff started coming out of it.

My best friend and I were standing there looking at each other like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

Later my niece came over (before anyone freaks out, I’m 26 and she’s 23 and we’re basically best friends), we got drunk, showed my brother, my brother thought I had completely lost my mind.

Then for the rest of the day this thing was on my apartment floor and I was literally kicking it around like a basketball because it jiggled and looked ridiculous. But the SMELL? Horrific. Like biological warfare.

That night more friends came over, I pulled it out, everyone almost threw up, and I finally threw it away. I couldn’t even take the garbage out myself because it was so heavy.

Also apparently when my friend picked me up after I stole it, I was walking out wearing one shoe and one of his hoodies (which he also never got back), and she said I was tipping over because this thing weighed so much.

Then like two weeks later he called me talking about MY drinking habits. Sir??? I told him to go fuck himself because he drank just as much.

Then I downloaded a TextFree app and sent him a picture of his missing item sitting in my friend’s car.

Months later I ran into him at the casino and he goes, “Did you send me something?” I tried to play dumb for a minute and eventually admitted it. He goes, “What did you do with it? Show all your friends?”

Reader: yes. Yes I did.

I lied and said no.

Anyway I don’t really drink anymore and the last time I got that drunk was over 6 months ago. But I still randomly remember this story and think… what the hell was actually wrong with me???

Everyone tells me I need to share this story and make podcast and stuff. I never thought about writing until my friend said something so enjoy!!

I’ve been carrying this for years and honestly just need to get it out somewhere.

Around 2014, I went through something traumatic involving my brother-in-law. He behaved inappropriately toward me and emotionally manipulated me afterward. What hurt the most was not just what happened, but the fact that my own sister completely sided against me instead of supporting me.

From the beginning, she has always been extremely manipulative toward me. For years she kept telling everyone that my parents favored me and gave me more money or support, while conveniently ignoring everything they did for her and her husband. My dad paid for her education, supported her husband financially when he wasn’t working, and even helped her husband’s sister and niece financially. My parents have always helped them whenever they could.

But despite all that, she constantly painted herself as the victim and me as the “spoiled” one.

For years she has taunted and humiliated me in front of relatives and even in front of my own parents. Every family gathering somehow became an opportunity for her to insult me, mock me, or make passive-aggressive comments to embarrass me publicly. I stayed quiet most of the time because I didn’t want family drama, but the emotional damage built up over the years.

Now for the last two years, her husband has apparently been cheating on her. Their marriage has always been full of fights and chaos, and now that she’s unhappy in her own life, she’s started creating even more problems for my parents too. It feels like all the bitterness and frustration from her own marriage gets dumped onto everyone else around her.

What hurts the most is realizing that I spent years being blamed, humiliated, and emotionally isolated while the people causing the damage never really took accountability for anything.

And sorry for any spelling mistake I’m rushing

**This is a long one so please try follow but I’ll cut it right down lol**

Me 32f and my partner 35m (R) ave been together for 13 years, enraged not married, not much of a concern

I had a car accident and we had to move back in with family while I recovered as I did technically die a few times and got so many infections
Anyway
We were living at my mums and we were hanging out with an old ex friends sister .. we will call her B
We thought B was fun and long story short things took off and we ended up in a situationship.

The thing is, B said she liked girls more than guys and she was making that clear to start with

As you read , it was a situationship and it was full of problems and arguments and shit like that.
B was good in this tho because she tried so hard to set boundaries and shit but we were so wasted and shit we weren’t interested in listening.

Shit did blow up and it was done and we went no contact.

B then sent me some reels on insta and we started up a conversation,
This is where shit gets its first look at being cooked…
She tells me she has to tell me something and she doesn’t want me to hate her… I said I wouldn’t, etc etc.
she sends me a positive pregnancy test and says R is the only one she had been with and she doesn’t know what to do.

I cried and was annoyed but I accepted it, she started up contact with my partner too and we started to make a plan.

Minor details happened in between but we spent the weekend together and had “boundaries” and we all moved in together..

Now it gets more fucked, B is pregnant, we all live together, but R starts to notice things and I’m backing B up because I’ve been in the situations she was in, that’s causing arguments between me and R.. but the biggest thing was R said he swears she was high and been smoking cause she’s been all how she was back then and I was defending her saying she wouldn’t do that blah blah blah.

Fast forward 6 months and she’s got a lil belly but nothing is really getting bigger and R had noticed.
I also found out I was pregnant and went to have scans etc etc
Only I only had an empty sack, which was very upsetting so R and I got wasted with an old friend… R told B via text as she wasn’t talking to us at the time and she said she would be home soon to comfort me and I offered to pick her up on my way back from my bloods… she said it’s okay she’s got a ride ..
As I’m driving to my bloods I see B in the car with someone she said she wasn’t speaking to and was on the other side of town from where she said she was…

I brushed it off and went home and waited for her.

B returned 1 1/2 hours later and gave me a quick hug as we were going out again and I asked if she wanted to come. She said yes.

We went out riding dirt bikes.. I didn’t ride but she was adamant she was.
Long story short she ended up in hospital with a broken back and collar bone and finger.

When I got there to swap with R she told me that she’s seen the baby and it’s okay and she knows what it is .. it’s a girl! But we can’t tell R yet ..

So after talking to doctors and changing between me and R we get to a ward.
I needed to go home so R and I left, and things got weird from there.

B said she was hungry at 1am so I took her up food… but she had somehow got heaps of juices from the supermarket etc etc …

The next day R was pissed and didn’t want to go up. When we finally decided to go up they were putting her in a back brace.. and her stomach was a lot flatter…
Her mother told us we would find out what happened etc

R started going off on B asking wtf is going on and she said she lost the baby and it was being removed tomorrow..

While R went downstairs for a smoke I went and talked to the doctor, only to discover, she wasn’t and isn’t pregnant at all..

So went into the room and i told her she has something to tell me and she better fucking say it
She told me while crying then told R and he lost it.

Then the getting high thing came up so we took pre from her catheter without her knowing and we drug tested it.. but we read it wrong! It wasn’t till the next day I realised

So we did another one , and of course it was positive , the her mother came over with pee in a cup from herr catheter and we tested and was positive ,
This is when shit got so strict

We told her we know she’s high (while she’s denying it) showed her the tests and told her if she wants to come home with us and not her mom she needs to spill the beans

So she had been using drugs like R thought , the entire time. Reckons she didn’t know if she was pregnant or not her body was just changing, but continued using drugs lol k

B lost custody of her child to her husband so that was wild too.

Anyway we got back to a normal .. sorta and became a throuple…

Well it was fucking all bad
Many arguments
B moved out , we moved.
I was over it, R wasn’t. B knew I could see through her games, so we both pulled away. It became all about R and B and I was alone basically.

R and I almost broke up
B was doing her “we will talk in the morning, I love you xo”
Not once did we speak

Everyday my day was dependent on Rs mood about B..
Usually it was bad.

We had to hide that we were speaking to B from everyone because of the custody thing, apparently talking and seeing us was named as a breach and not allowed.. and she had to have hair follicle drug tests but was still passing them despite the fact she had heaps of drugs the month prior

Then 2 days after Rs bday she said to him “I can’t risk losing her son and blocked us both! And while messaging me asking what I was doing , suddenly my reply won’t send and her number, Facebook and instagram are not found.

Now is where the true her comes to light
I went to see her husband and talk to him because I Knew something was off

She told the court and her mum and everyone that WE were the ones giving her drugs, and we were violent and she applied for protection orders but they were denied and that she’s had no contact with us for 3+ months and her life is getting better since…

Well I said .. no , showed him all the evidence that we saw her 4 days ago and that she’s told us she was pregnant but lied and kept smoking drugs etc etc
Found out we weren’t allowed around her son because of her lies

Then the person she stopped talking to came to see me. We said we know B has probably said this and this and this and she said yeah, so we showed her EVERYTHING and told her everything and then she shared with us that R and I were controlling her, we won’t let her talk to this person and we control her phone and everything, we MADE her come home with us and WE kept telling everyone she was pregnant and she didn’t know why and told them all it’s cause they don’t want me to be around people blah blah blah

Then when i showed this person the messages with pregnancy test she informed us that B said “might tell them im pregnant as a laugh”
Then continued telling us that she moved out to get away from our toxic behaviour

She was “faking” her hair follicle drug tests by bleaching/dying her hair and using stripped shampoos. She was and probably still is an active user..

So basically she took no accountability for losing her son, lying about being pregnant, spreading lies about it us etc etc

I’m literally fucking fuming about this still, like why does she get to lie about us and make us look bad to everyone without taking ANY accountability!?!

It’s setting me off more because iv been told she’s moved because she is scared we will break in or some shit, she got a camera because she didn’t feel safe.. because of us! Told people more lies about us but doesn’t say ANYTHING that makes her look bad except “i should’ve left sooner”
COULDNT AGREE MORE.

The good memories make me miss her company but all this shit outweighs the good lol

And I’m sick of people having my name in their mouths thinking they know the truth…
So would I be the A-hole for posting all the screenshots and evidence of her lies so everyone can see?

And sorry for any spelling mistake I’m rushing

**This is a long one so please try follow but I’ll cut it right down lol**

Me 32f and my partner 35m (R) ave been together for 13 years, enraged not married, not much of a concern

I had a car accident and we had to move back in with family while I recovered as I did technically die a few times and got so many infections
Anyway
We were living at my mums and we were hanging out with an old ex friends sister .. we will call her B
We thought B was fun and long story short things took off and we ended up in a situationship.

The thing is, B said she liked girls more than guys and she was making that clear to start with

As you read , it was a situationship and it was full of problems and arguments and shit like that.
B was good in this tho because she tried so hard to set boundaries and shit but we were so wasted and shit we weren’t interested in listening.

Shit did blow up and it was done and we went no contact.

B then sent me some reels on insta and we started up a conversation,
This is where shit gets its first look at being cooked…
She tells me she has to tell me something and she doesn’t want me to hate her… I said I wouldn’t, etc etc.
she sends me a positive pregnancy test and says R is the only one she had been with and she doesn’t know what to do.

I cried and was annoyed but I accepted it, she started up contact with my partner too and we started to make a plan.

Minor details happened in between but we spent the weekend together and had “boundaries” and we all moved in together..

Now it gets more fucked, B is pregnant, we all live together, but R starts to notice things and I’m backing B up because I’ve been in the situations she was in, that’s causing arguments between me and R.. but the biggest thing was R said he swears she was high and been smoking cause she’s been all how she was back then and I was defending her saying she wouldn’t do that blah blah blah.

Fast forward 6 months and she’s got a lil belly but nothing is really getting bigger and R had noticed.
I also found out I was pregnant and went to have scans etc etc
Only I only had an empty sack, which was very upsetting so R and I got wasted with an old friend… R told B via text as she wasn’t talking to us at the time and she said she would be home soon to comfort me and I offered to pick her up on my way back from my bloods… she said it’s okay she’s got a ride ..
As I’m driving to my bloods I see B in the car with someone she said she wasn’t speaking to and was on the other side of town from where she said she was…

I brushed it off and went home and waited for her.

B returned 1 1/2 hours later and gave me a quick hug as we were going out again and I asked if she wanted to come. She said yes.

We went out riding dirt bikes.. I didn’t ride but she was adamant she was.
Long story short she ended up in hospital with a broken back and collar bone and finger.

When I got there to swap with R she told me that she’s seen the baby and it’s okay and she knows what it is .. it’s a girl! But we can’t tell R yet ..

So after talking to doctors and changing between me and R we get to a ward.
I needed to go home so R and I left, and things got weird from there.

B said she was hungry at 1am so I took her up food… but she had somehow got heaps of juices from the supermarket etc etc …

The next day R was pissed and didn’t want to go up. When we finally decided to go up they were putting her in a back brace.. and her stomach was a lot flatter…
Her mother told us we would find out what happened etc

R started going off on B asking wtf is going on and she said she lost the baby and it was being removed tomorrow..

While R went downstairs for a smoke I went and talked to the doctor, only to discover, she wasn’t and isn’t pregnant at all..

So went into the room and i told her she has something to tell me and she better fucking say it
She told me while crying then told R and he lost it.

Then the getting high thing came up so we took pre from her catheter without her knowing and we drug tested it.. but we read it wrong! It wasn’t till the next day I realised

So we did another one , and of course it was positive , the her mother came over with pee in a cup from herr catheter and we tested and was positive ,
This is when shit got so strict

We told her we know she’s high (while she’s denying it) showed her the tests and told her if she wants to come home with us and not her mom she needs to spill the beans

So she had been using drugs like R thought , the entire time. Reckons she didn’t know if she was pregnant or not her body was just changing, but continued using drugs lol k

B lost custody of her child to her husband so that was wild too.

Anyway we got back to a normal .. sorta and became a throuple…

Well it was fucking all bad
Many arguments
B moved out , we moved.
I was over it, R wasn’t. B knew I could see through her games, so we both pulled away. It became all about R and B and I was alone basically.

R and I almost broke up
B was doing her “we will talk in the morning, I love you xo”
Not once did we speak

Everyday my day was dependent on Rs mood about B..
Usually it was bad.

We had to hide that we were speaking to B from everyone because of the custody thing, apparently talking and seeing us was named as a breach and not allowed.. and she had to have hair follicle drug tests but was still passing them despite the fact she had heaps of drugs the month prior

Then 2 days after Rs bday she said to him “I can’t risk losing her son and blocked us both! And while messaging me asking what I was doing , suddenly my reply won’t send and her number, Facebook and instagram are not found.

Now is where the true her comes to light
I went to see her husband and talk to him because I Knew something was off

She told the court and her mum and everyone that WE were the ones giving her drugs, and we were violent and she applied for protection orders but they were denied and that she’s had no contact with us for 3+ months and her life is getting better since…

Well I said .. no , showed him all the evidence that we saw her 4 days ago and that she’s told us she was pregnant but lied and kept smoking drugs etc etc
Found out we weren’t allowed around her son because of her lies

Then the person she stopped talking to came to see me. We said we know B has probably said this and this and this and she said yeah, so we showed her EVERYTHING and told her everything and then she shared with us that R and I were controlling her, we won’t let her talk to this person and we control her phone and everything, we MADE her come home with us and WE kept telling everyone she was pregnant and she didn’t know why and told them all it’s cause they don’t want me to be around people blah blah blah

Then when i showed this person the messages with pregnancy test she informed us that B said “might tell them im pregnant as a laugh”
Then continued telling us that she moved out to get away from our toxic behaviour

She was “faking” her hair follicle drug tests by bleaching/dying her hair and using stripped shampoos. She was and probably still is an active user..

So basically she took no accountability for losing her son, lying about being pregnant, spreading lies about it us etc etc

I’m literally fucking fuming about this still, like why does she get to lie about us and make us look bad to everyone without taking ANY accountability!?!

It’s setting me off more because iv been told she’s moved because she is scared we will break in or some shit, she got a camera because she didn’t feel safe.. because of us! Told people more lies about us but doesn’t say ANYTHING that makes her look bad except “i should’ve left sooner”
COULDNT AGREE MORE.

The good memories make me miss her company but all this shit outweighs the good lol

And I’m sick of people having my name in their mouths thinking they know the truth…
So would I be the A-hole for posting all the screenshots and evidence of her lies so everyone can see?