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I am not The OOP, OOP is u/brinz89.

^(My family disowned me 15 years ago. Complete no contact. Now all at once they want back in my life and are stalking me. I finally confronted them.)

Original Post: April 17, 2025

Disclaimer. Part of this is from a post on AITA that was removed. Then added to the events of today.

I don't know if this goes here. I just needed to get it out. I confronted them today and I can't stop crying or shaking. I don't know why. I don't know whats wrong with me right now. I'm finally calming down a little to get this done.

So I 36 male got into some trouble fifteen years ago.  I take all the responsibility for this and even to this day I carry all the shame, guilt and embarrassment for it. Also. This might come up. This is not cultural or religion. It's just shame to the family name.

The situation when I was 19 my ID was stolen and being used in another state and created a situation where my driver’s license was suspended nationwide.  Somehow any and all notifications from the other state never made it to me.  I started doing all the necessary things I needed to do to try and fix the problem. I however had a couple of tickets in my current state that I needed to pay but couldn’t because I needed to pay my rent and keep my apartment. Also at the time my full time job was having problems and was borderline shutting down, so to try and make ends meet I was doing a lot of freelance work as well. Again my fault. I knew the company was in trouble but I was still holding out hope that things would get better. I was hoping that a couple more freelance jobs and I would be able to finally pay the tickets.  This was never the case and the long story short of it I was arrested and spend two weeks in jail. Not ideal but I guess in the long run it worked out for the best by clearing the tickets in my home state. However my family felt other wise and I was completely disowned because of this.  I lost everything and everyone. The only reason I still had my apartment was because I had enough to cover the rent and the freelance work kept up.  It took another six months, but I was finally able to get the other state to release my driver’s license.  I decided that since my family hated me I didn’t need them, so a year later  I changed my last name, phone number and email.  My social media is locked down so tight you would think I was hiding national security secrets. I was able to finish college and get settled into my career and at this point I’m happier than I have ever been.

Enter current time and two weeks ago there was a knock on my door and it was my mom and dad.  Again it had been15 years and I hadn’t spoken to them not one word.  The only thing I could get out of my mouth was. “How did you find me and what are you doing here?”

My mom’s response was “Five Grand to a PI. Finally a search of Facebook with just your first name found you and the PI confirmed it was you.”

I responded.  “You didn’t answer my second question. What are you doing here?”

My mom again. “It’s been 15 years.  Looking at where you are it seems you have learned your lesson and you are succeeding.  You’ve missed out on a lot of things.”

I ended with.  “Yes I have learned my lesson.  One of them is don’t think anyone will ever help you or be understanding.  Even your family.  And yes.  I did succeed.  And I did it entirely without you.  Please leave and don’t ever come back.” shut the door in their face, locked it, checked the back door and closed all the curtains. I'm guessing they hung around for another fifteen minutes knocking demanding to be let in. I went back to bed, turned the fan on high and went back to sleep.

I did so some research.  And I have missed out on a lot.  I have nieces and nephews, brothers and sisters in laws.  But the truth is.  I don’t know any of them and I don’t think I need to.  I live a very quiet life.  I can count on two hand how many friends I actually have. A friend said I may have taken it too far.  That I should have given them a chance and if I didn’t like what they had to say then I could have told them to go away. 

I was hoping that this was going to be the end of it. But not they have taken to stalking me. I'll be completely honest... They are harmless, but just a real pain in the ass and also I have been fucking with them and having some fun with the help of a friend. He now calls them flees and will check on me asking if I have fleas or not. It's kinda funny. If I say yes then it's game on. The first night he came over and we walked down town to a really expensive restaurant that I knew they were never going to go to. Another night we went to the porn store. That was the best one.

This past week the way my days off fell I had a five day stretch so I decided to go to the city for a few days. I'm walking distance to the Amtrak station and they followed me. I kept my air pods in the whole time and I know they were trying to talk to me, but I ignored the the entire time. People on the platform even were telling me that they were talking to me and I said that I know but I don't want to deal with them. The train came and I got on and left them to watch. I LOVED IT!!!!!

It got to the point I finally had to acknowledge them. They weren't going to go away so we met at the park across from my apartment. I didn't hold anything back. I told them this was the one and only time I was going to talk to them. I took a page from the Matlock series and told them I was their judge. I was their jury. (Thank you Olympia Lawrence) I then told them that as far as I was concerned they were guilty of anything and everything and all I was doing was hearing what they had to say before I walked away from them. I asked them that why now after fifteen years they are demanding to be back in my life and why they made the decisions they did to disown me. They told me that I ruined the family name and that the shame I bought to the family was horrible and that this was the only way to make it right was to get rid of me. They said that recently my name has been coming up in conversation and that the "family" has grown with a lot of new people. That brother and sister in law are asking questions about who is Brinley. That I have a niece who they think I would love and get along with and the same for a nephew who was born last year and now should be the time to fix things. They said that looking at my apartment and the life I had that I must have learned my lesson about being a better person and managing my life better.

I finally cut them off and told them that I couldn't stand to hear anymore. I was at the point I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I told them that I did everything completely by myself. Nobody from that life exists anymore. Not one person. That they just need to tell everyone the truth that I was in jail for two weeks and because of this the decision was made to get rid of me. I told them that I did it all on my own and that my one cousin Jean who is only a cousin by marriage was the one who was there for me hence why I took her last name. I told them that to this day I'm doing everything on my own and rely on nobody and don't need or want them in any way of my life. They made their decisions and I'm making mine. I told them this will be the last time we talk and that I would be going to see a lawyer to see if there was anything that could be done to keep them away from me and that if they continue to follow me around or show up at my apartment I would have them arrested for trespassing. And I went back home and again locked everything down, pulled the curtains and have been crying since.

Update: April 23, 2025

Many of you have been asking for an update. First and foremost. Thank you all for your responses. I was overwhelmed. I read every single one. I just couldn't keep up to respond to them. I also worked some extra shifts and had some really nice over time which right now comes in handy. Please just know I was not ignoring you. I just couldn't keep up.

This isn't the update that many of you were most likely hoping for. I haven not heard from my family since I confronted them. I'm hoping that it's all done and over but at the same time I'm thinking they are trying something else. I wanted to address some other things. Many are saying they are out for money or body parts. That they see I'm successful and such. I can't see this being the case. I truly don't think it's money. If they were able to drop $5,000.00 for a PI then I can't see them hurting financially. My dad worked as a ORD for his entire career and made good money. My mom worked for a global corporation as a historical document manager. I didn't ask but I'm thinking that they might even still be working. Others said maybe they need body parts. I can't see this being the case either because all of these would have been mentioned the first or the last time we talked.

People have mentioned they see me successful and want in on it and take the credit saying that they are responsible for that in how they treated me. I'm successful in my own way. My education is in Healthcare Management and I work as a Unit Secretary. I have been here for a while and I truly love my job. I'm at the top of my pay scale and thats okay. I have made a life for myself. Yes I do have some money stashed away. I live below my means to do what I have done. I'm single no kids so it has allowed me to save money.

And now on with the update. (This is a long update because it's part of a conversation I had with my cousin.)

I have not heard from any of them since the last meet where I confronted them. I'm hoping that they are just gone at this point. I truly don't want anything to do with ANY of them. I don't care that I have nieces or nephews or that I have new brother and sister in laws. I would have to know my sister and brother and my parents to know all these new people. And frankly all of them are strangers. And it just brings up a lot of bad emotions. My cousin Jean is the only person who I have anything to do with and she has been my rock. I can't begin to thank her enough for all she has done. She has been on vacation for a few weeks so she doesn't know much of what happen. She got back and came over the other night. She showed up with wine, pizza and cheesecake. God I love that women. I opened the door and was greeted with "The wise women has arrived and has brought the makings of a great evening." I started crying to her response. "However it looks like I should have arrived a few days ago."

She set everything on the counter and just hugged me to get me calmed down. Finally as she opened the wine and fixed up dinner I told her everything. At the end she got a vindictive smile on her face and was like "We need it to talk. It's time for some family secrets to be told.

First she started with telling me that regardless of what others had said what happen wasn't my fault. I was stuck in the perfect storm which just blew up. She told me she saw my folder that had all of the work I had done to fix the problem. But it just didn't go fast enough. She reminded me that I didn't kill anyone, I didn't deal drugs or anything like that. I was stuck in a situation that didn't get fixed fast enough.

She went on to tell me that it was no surprise that when I did the name change that I chose the one I did. Come to find out it was the last name I was born under which was my Grandmothers (my mothers mother) last maiden name. Jean "Don't let your parents fool you. They are not the pure pillars of community that they want you to believe." I have always known that their relationship was not the best. But when I was born they were split up and my mom was trying to hide me from my dad. My Grandparents didn't like him so it was decided to give me my grandmothers family name.

She was getting more and more pissed off as she spoke. "So lets talk about names since they are so hell bent of how you shamed the family name. Your mother was the one who was born under the influential names. Her mothers family the name you took was pretty much owned two of the local towns in our county. Your grandfathers name owned owned a few businesses in a different town. Your fathers family was never heard of. They were from a different state and moved here for work purposes. Your dad has been riding off of your mothers name and connections. Even to this day your dads family is pretty much a bunch of unknowns. On top of that. Even if your Grandparents were alive they would have been completely behind you and wouldn't have bought into that whole bull shit of shaming the family name." The only time I ever saw her in a mood like this was when I was in college and when she introduced herself to the class she looked square at me and made it clear that she had no favorites.

All of this has really made me look at my parents in a different way. And none of it's positive. It just reaffirms what I want even more which is for them to just go away and never come back.

To the small few of you saying this is fake, fan fiction and what not. Go for it. Apparently all of you live in perfect worlds with perfect families and you most likely say the same thing to every post you read. I couldn't give two shits, a flying fuck or a rats ass what you think. I just need to get this out.

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Hi, i need advice on how to tell my family I'm pregnant. I want to preface this with no I'm not a teenager. I also don't live with my family. The problem is i do really love my parents yes they made mistakes with raising me, but this last year after going no contact for a bit they have come around and really showed changed i feel like i finely have a relationship with them granted it is really limited and they are not truly apart of my life, but i do have a phone call every 2 weeks and try to see them once every other month now. I only live 15 min away from them just in the next city, but i keep them at arms length and on 'probation' from my life. It has worked out great so far and like i mentioned i finely have a relationship with them, however when i went to tell them about my pregnancy last month i started by mentioning Steven (not his name) and quickly realized i have never told my parents about the man i not only live with but have been dating for a year we were friends for a year before we got together as well. It made me realized just how much they are not a part of my life as Ive taken trips with this man we have weekly dinners at his parents house, i have gone to every holiday with his family the last 2 years i even spent mothers day with his mom as she's a wonderful women and i honestly consider her a great friend and have daily phone calls with her. I obvisoly didn't break the news i was pregnant to my parents as they started harping on me about dating a guy and not focusing on myself telling me not to sleep around and that if they haven't even met him he must not be serious. I love this man he amazing and honestly i don't know what i did to deserve him the man treats me like a princess everyday and im so happy to be starting a family with him he was genuinely so happy when we found out and the last few months have been so much fun with his family buying things and putting the nursery together. I'm far enough along now that im showing and its summertime so wearing baggy clothes is not an option everyone in my life knows about it and is happy for me except my parents and it does hurt when i see Steven's mom and dad over the moon knowing that my parents don't know. I do feel like im blocking them from being grandparents and knowing my child, but i also know they are going to yell and be awful to me for being pregnant and not married, and for keeping it from them for so long. Even if they did know while i do think they would be better grandparents than parents i also would not trust them with my kid ever and genuinely go back and forth on weather i want them apart of my kids life. Honestly im just confused and need advice on how to tell them. I want them to have the opportunity to show me they can be nice and be amazing grandparents and love my child like i already do, but i also know them and im scared for their reactions. My child is not a mistake she was loved from the very moment she was conceived and we are so grateful for her and the only reason were not married is I don't want to be while i love steven i have some past experiences with an ex fiancé that im still in therapy working through and dont want to think about a wedding until i know ive worked through my own issues and not put them on him when he dosnt deserve them. i have dinner with my parents tonight to tell them however i do think im gonna wait just a little longer and wear a sweater and just sweat through dinner as i am a giant chicken. I know i have to tell them at some point and preferably before my daughter is born, but i just dont want to hear any nasty comments on how they she will ruin my life or is a mistake because i love her already with my heart and i know the second they say that there is no coming back. They will be cut out of my life permanently and there will be no probation and no more chances. I don't want it to come to that, however i do think it might which is why i've put it off for so long. I have loved having my parents in my life even if it hasnt truly been in my life as they don't know anything about me, and i just think this will be the breaking point and im scared. I feel like a teenager again lol I Steven's family has already told me no matter what im family and they support me cutting my family off if it comes to that his mom does think i should at least tell them and has offered to come with me however i know that will just make my parents upset. I have put off having a gender reveal or any baby showers with hope that my parents take it well and my mom will be there to celebrate and even though people in my life knows i havent been sharing ultrasounds on any social media or telling extended family as i wanted to tell my parents first and i do feel like keeping this has made me keep it a secret and hide it from lots of people and not be able to celebrate and show how happy i truly am for my miracle. I know eventually i should tell them and rip the bandaid off i just dont know how.

I am not The OOP, OOP is u/ThatOneCloneTrooper

For months I was confused why I kept finding long hairs in my house. Then I saw my neighbour coming out of my house.

Originally posted to r/creepyencounters

Thanks to u/queenlegolas for suggesting this BoRU

TRIGGER WARNING: >!Stalking, invasion of privacy, breaking and entry!<

MOOD SPOILER: >!Extremely creepy!<

Original Post  May 6, 2026

I'm a man in my 20s that lives alone on the very top floor of an apartment block. I've had short hair for the last 10 years of my life. The longest hair on my head is maybe an inch long if that even. However, across my house I kept finding long hairs on the floor. Like, long brunette hairs, at least 5-6 inches. Sometimes longer. And they would be everywhere. Bathroom floor, in the shower, in my cupboard, in my kitchen, on old clothes, living room floor and sofas etc etc.

I've been single since November and clean often enough that I'm certain it's not my ex-girlfriends' hairs. Plus the colour doesn't match anyway, she had solid black hair, these are more a light brunette. Plus, finding them in the places like the shower? Where running water is hitting all the sides 5+ times a week?

Anyway, I waved it off as "well I work with a lot of people and use the gym and bus sometimes so naturally hairs are going to stick to my clothes"...

Well. One day (this past April) I finished my early am gym session and got the call that I didn't have to go work that day, so naturally I start to walk home all happy that I have the day to myself. I'm on the 5th floor (the upper most floor) of the building and the apartment is in such a way that there is only 1 apartment per floor. I start to hustle up the stairs and don't use the elevator since I'm sweaty from the gym anyway.

JUST as I whip a right to go up the last set of stairs from the 4th floor to the 5th floor I see my neighbour's (on the 3rd floor) daughter coming down the stairs. We lock eye-contact. We've never spoken before, mostly because we've never had a reason to but also because out of respect I didn't want to make her uncomfortable since she's 19-21ish and I'm slightly older. The most interaction we've had is that I've spoken to her mother and father before when bumping into each other on the stairs.

I gave a confused "hello?" - at this point I'm thinking that she maybe went to knock on my door to ask for something? A cup of sugar maybe I don't know? I was expecting her to reply with something like "oh hi, do you have any xyz"...

Nope. She gave a silent "hey" and brushed right past me. And only then when the smell of my own shampoo hit me did I notice her hair was wet. Like. Fresh out the shower a minute ago wet.

Now I'm not saying she showered in my house. Or that I have a stalker that's been living in my house while I've been at work. She very easily could have just been there to ask for something. And most generic brand shampoos smell the same.

But don't the pieces all fit a bit too well? Her hair colour matches the hairs I would find around my apartment. And like I said before, they were EVERYWHERE. In my bed to in my sock draws.

And if it is a case of me having a stalker? How did she know I came home early enough to bolt out the shower in time? Our apartment doesn't have cameras, its an older building from before 2000. And why would she be stalking me? For how long has she been doing this? We've never dated, never had a proper conversation, I maybe saw her 20 times in the past 2 years given that I work and she (presumably) studies or works too.

As all these thoughts are buzzing through my head and I'm standing outside my door for a solid 2 minutes grappling with what just happened. I go to turn the key to my door and it opens without me having to unlock it. And I know for a fact I always double lock my door. It's the type with a lock near waist level and a 2nd more secure lock with a different key around shoulder level.

I drop my bag, throw off my shoes and run to the shower. And yep. It's wet. I hadn't showered since yesterday morning.

I'm a confrontational person, not that I go looking for fights but I'll definitely pursue an answer if something is bugging me. So back down the stairs to the 3rd floor I went, knocked on the door of my apparent stalker and her family. She opens the door but with the chain still on. I see half of her face from behind the door.

"Yes?" - "Umm can I help? Were you at my door or inside? I don't want to make this a police thing now but you came down the stairs and I know you were inside?" - "I just had to get something, it won't happen again.. ok bye see you"

Door closed.

This happened last month, I've been cleaning my house every weekend closely now and got the locks changed and put a motion sensor camera above my door. It only films and triggers on the steps coming up to my door so the 4th apartment still have their privacy.

So far so good, I don't think she's been inside since. But looking back, I think she'd been living in or going in or whatever in to my apartment since January because that's my earliest memory of finding hairs. She never took anything of value like my laptop or the few watches I have. Seemingly she just showered and ate some of my food and laid in my bed?

I do now also always take the elevator and avoid the 3rd floor like the plague.

EDIT: I'm not really worried about my safety because 1. I'm 200lb and do a lot of fighting training and 2. The new camera has never gone off once since installed other than myself triggering it when I'm home. Finally 3. I told the old retired husband and wife on the 4th floor that I suspected a robber was trying to break into my apartment last month (I didn't want to start spreading rumours and gossip) and asked them to keep an ear out when I'm at work. I feel fine and safe. Just creeped out. Like my personal space had been violated.

EDIT 2: Someone DMed me to check my coats and bags for airtags as to how maybe she knew I was coming home early that day. I don't have a lot of stuff so I think I would have 100% found it by now given how often I clean but I'll defo do another sweep of my stuff.

Update  May 12, 2026

(Re-upload - Mod said first post broke rule 6 so I've taken a bunch of details out)

Hi all, update following my last post a week back about me catching neighbour coming out of my apartment having used my shower.

My cousin’s husband is a police officer so I went to him directly about filing a report. He came over to my apartment first as I gave him a visual break down of what happened on the stairs and changes odd things I’d noticed in my apartment since January. Primarily just hairs everywhere and missing food. And how my door was unlocked that day. Though I did a thorough clean following the event on the stairs my police friend was able to still find some hairs and so he bagged those up.

I gave him my statement in detail and some dates best I could, when I remember finding the first hair; when I first noticed food going missing etc.

Also he advised me not to talk to the family not even with a friend to avoid any confusion or get lawyers involved or muddy the waters with accusations.

With all that done he left and came back 2-3 days later. He and his partner went to talk to the family on Sunday because they knew both parents would likely be home then. Long story short she confessed to everything immediately and broke down into tears and apologised once my police friend brought up how 5 months of entering someone’s house even with keys is still very much an offence and she could easily end up with a sentence of some should I pursue it. And that that sentence could very easily involve the inside of a jail cell irregardless of if she stole something or not. (I don’t know how true this is, it might have just been my friend and his partner pressing and exaggerating for a confession but it worked).

They talked for an hour with the parents and her all in the same room to get answers from her. Then the same day he came up to mine with his partner and they gave me the breakdown.

Answers to commonly asked questions below:

⁃ how did she get in/have her own keys? The locks on our doors are the type that use a code on the lock barrel that only the manufacturer or partnered/approved locksmiths have access to. She knew this because her parents got the locks changed when they first moved in. And in fact she used the same locksmith from all the way back then.

The locksmith presumably remembered the family and apartment but just didn’t pay attention to it being the 5th floor this time instead of her own 3rd floor. So he came over and took the barrel out, saw the code, went and made a set of keys and done. I was none the wiser. Both my locks on my door are different brands but presumably they operate in the same way so having 2 locks made no difference.

⁃ what was she doing in my apartment? Anyone who said she just needed space, you were right. She has 2 younger step-siblings and her mother is a tutor (not a teacher as I presumed previously, she tutors at home) so at any given point there’s always some kids around the house. She would say to her parents she was going out to study or work or a girl friends house and use my house as a hotel while she studied or relaxed. The reason she used mine was partly because she knew it would be empty but also because my schedule was predictable. As I work an average 9-5 like everyone else but leave the house at 6-6:30 to get gym done too that essentially gave her the house from 6 to 5.

⁃ How long? My guess was right. It started in January, once she figured I’d broken up with my gf at the time around November. My gf would stay at mine when I went to work and back sometimes so yea that would have been an interesting situation if they had crossed paths.

⁃ So then how did she knew I was coming home early that day? And that I wasn’t going to work straight after gym like usual and so she bolted out the shower? Or on the days I didn’t go gym how did she know not to come in? Two fold. Firstly I go to a commercial gym in my country and so they have an app. Irregardless of if you’re a member or not, one of the things the app lets you see is how many people are in each branch so you can see how full it is. All you have to do is download it and scan the QR code at the entrance by the turnstiles to add it to the “my gyms” tab. It literally shows you like “Branch No. 21 (Address) - 9/50 - 18% full”, she would refresh the app in the morning and if it went up by 1 around 6-6:30am and she heard me go downstairs or use the elevator (not hard when it’s 6am and the apartment is otherwise silent) then she would know the house is empty.

Now for the creepiest most messed up bit of it all. She had put an AirTag on my car. She insisted that she had only put it recently and initially just presumably gambled that I wouldn’t be home sooner than expected (or maybe she just put an ear to the door), but then one thing lead to another and yea. (I don’t know how much I believe this, again this could be an attempt to not look so guilty)

That day when we clashed she refreshed the app and saw I left the gym, but then my car didn’t move, she connected the dots and tried to leave asap. When she heard me coming up the stairs she didn’t have time to lock up and so we met on the stairs with my door remaining closed but not locked. (Extra detail, the AirTag was stuck to under my car).

⁃ The using my shower? She claims she didn’t do it always just on hot days or days she couldn’t at home. I can’t deny or confirm this, like I said previously being a gym goer id shower 5+ times a week so.

⁃ How did her parents never notice? Well the dad leaves early for work, 5am ish since his bus route starts around 6. The mom is up around 6-7. But since she’s preparing for her own students for the day + her own kids to send to school she wasn’t too bothered what her eldest 20 year old daughter was doing really. She’d just say “I’m going to the college library” or “I’m going to my girlfriend’s” and that was good enough.

⁃ Did she have a thing for me like a crush? My police friend didn’t really say anything about this presumably he never asked since it’s not as important as other details or it never came back. It makes little difference.

⁃ How’s my standings with the family right now? The mum and dad both apologised to me. The mum via text and the dad in person at my door, he offered to pay for the camera I installed as his daughter was the direct cause of it but it was cheap off of amazon so I said no it’s fine. We had a 10-15 minute conversation and he was very apologetic and explained his daughter had always been extremely quiet and well behaved so something like this would never have crossed his mind in a million years.

He added that his daughter’s never had a boyfriend (at least that he knows of) and only has a few friends so her social interaction skills aren’t necessarily top notch and that even when guests would come she’d hide away in the spare room. So to the few people who predicted that maybe Covid and lockdown lead to her not having good social interaction skills. You were half right. He again offered me money for my troubles like missing food, new locks and cleaning etc but I felt bad enough already I declined.

He did also ask if I would press charges and I again said no. More on that below. He said he will send his daughter to apologise to me in person too when the situation has calmed down as she’s apparently very very tense and upset and hasn’t left her room in days.

⁃ Am I going to press charges? No. I’m still not happy about the situation ESPECIALLY the f**ing AirTag on my car, but the family is apologetic as well as the culprit herself and honestly no one is going to gain anything from this. I would like an apology though. (For anyone that cares about the extra detail, she got the AirTag as a gift a while back from her parents because she kept losing her stuff)

⁃ Have I seen her since? No, she won’t apparently leave her room and is terrified that I’ll press charges, though presumably her family’s told her I said I won’t.

⁃ How do I currently feel? Well I was never especially worried or nervous just really really creeped out about the whole situation. It felt like I’d been a parasite host and somehow never noticed until then. I currently still feel a little angry and a small part of me is thinking to seek “revenge” but any “revenge” I seek like money or slander is truthfully going to impact the parents more than her.

- Do I feel bad for her? Truthfully? No. She’s not 10. She’s 20 or something and educated so yea you should be remorseful, feel guilty and scared. Get over that hump and we’ll talk. Plus there’s loads of spaces for young adults like public libraries and her college spaces. By no means was my house the only viable option.

⁃ Finally. Did she use my bed? Or wear my clothes? Believe it or not. Yes. She did.

⁃ Any advice I can give? Check your wifi devices. If I had checked that I would have noticed her phone and laptop all the way back when. Obviously my wifi modem is in my house and so she helped herself to that. Again it’s one of those things. How often does one check their wifi devices. Truthfully, with all my family visiting me and their devices I probably wouldn’t have noticed 1 extra phone amongst the existing 10+ but I 100% WOULD have noticed the 1 extra laptop. So let that be a lesson to all. And yes I have removed her devices from the list and changed my password.

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Last time I posted here, it was concerning my son Kevin, and tbh a lot of you gave really good advice. I'm very, very glad to report that Kevin not only got out of that toxic relationship in the end, but he ended up joining the Army, did a lot of growing up (and honestly so did I), and he and I have a very close relationship, and he calls me constantly for "dad advice." I couldn't be more proud of him and the man he's become.

Now, on to the current situation.

My youngest daughter(17F), we'll call her Sarah, has a Disney princess-style romantic side to her. She wants her fairy tale relationship, and, like JG Wentworth, she wants it NOW. Admittedly, she has the example of my wife and I set for her; we have an absolutely wonderful marriage, my wife is my best friend, and the house is always full of laughter. The problem is, she wants that at 17, which I have tried to tell her, is not a realistic expectation.

This desire has led to a veritable string of pseudo-boyfriends over the last 2 years. Don't ask me for a count, because I honestly don't know. It was enough that I had made a comment to my wife that, until one of them actually has 2 brain cells to rub together and sticks around, I'm not going to learn their names, and they're all going to be "Baskin Robbins" to me, since they're the "flavor of the week."

Now, I love and adore my daughter; she's incredibly sweet, kind, and has an absolutely manic goofy side to her. She often reminds me of Gilda Radner during her SNL stint. But in matters of the heart, and actual love, she has no experience because of her age, and any conversation with her regarding it ends in some variation of "you just don't understand, dad" being thrown out. To my mom and dad, if you ever read this, I'm genuinely sorry for everything I put you through as a teenager.

I told my Baskin Robbins joke to a friend of mine recently, and she got visibly heated, and said I was an asshole for this, saying it "made my daughter out to be some kind of wh*re," which absolutely blindsided me. I've always viewed the joke as a reflection on the teenage male experience, not my daughter.

So, reddit, I leave it to you. AITA?

EDIT: Thank you to those who gave genuine advice and DMs. This helped me see things in a different light, that my brain honestly never considered. Yes, the joke will be stopping, and yes, a more concerted effort will be made to retain names.

And thank you for reminding me just how many weird people are on this site; to the one dude who is jumping into every comment pointing out that she's technically my stepdaughter, you're friggin' weird, stop being weird and get help.

EDIT #2: Man, I forgot how redditors can just make up entire life stories and biographies from a post/comment history for a reddit account I barely use lmao. Y'all need some better hobbies. At least I can admit my failings and work on them; way too many of you are on some bizarre crusade to demonize everyone.

so ive been going to the gym for 1 year now but i dont have good genetics and I started from a very low point so im like still a bit skinny fat though its much better than before. anyways for the past month ive changed my gym hours and like ive noticed this girl, shes like super locked in anyways we did lock eyes a few times.

so i went on my gym's ig and looked through all the followers until i found her ig and added her (thankfully it only had like 100 followers). Also i dont post anything on my ig so she asked who I was (tanned with a stubble and early 20s) and I tried to describe myself physically and she was like all happy but then when she said I was so tall I immediately realized she thought I was another guy at the gym who does share my physical attributes except hes like a whole head taller and much more muscular than me.

So when I realized that I just blocked her and now fml cuz tomorrow I might see her again lol what do I do ?

hi reddit and maybe smosh,

i got into a car accident on my way home today. i was getting off a freeway were there were two left-turning lanes. i was on the right one (left-turn/straight lane) and i got hit by the car on the far left lane (left-turn only). they attempted to go straight, hitting the side of my car. neither of us were injured but we both got damages on our cars. i’m so sad cuz i only got this car in january of this year. we dealt with everything, took pics, filed a claim.

now to the smosh part. not much to say about it, i was listening to a story about how two friends were in love with each other but didn’t want to admit it to each other but the woman in the story wanted the man to be the sperm donor for her baby. in the video that my dashcam caught of the accident, angela was sperm. just thought it was funny and wanted to post about it.

thank you for reading my story and hope i hear this on an episode.

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I 24F have been seeing a guy 28M for about 9 months now. We are physically intimate, we don't see other people, and when we are together, the connection is amazing. However, we are in an entirely unsaid relationship. He hasn't officially committed, we don't use labels, and we don't say I love you.

To be fair to him, his life has been in absolute chaos since we started dating. He has been jobless the entire 9 months, and shortly into us seeing each other, his dad began facing severe medical issues. Because of this, he spends most of his time back home in Solapur taking care of his family. Out of the 9 months we’ve been together, we’ve probably spent only 3 months physically in the same room. He leaves for a month or two, comes back to visit me for just 3 to 4 days or a week, and every single time he is supposed to return on a specific day, it gets delayed for some reason.

I am his very first girlfriend or date ever. Because of this, I’ve had to teach him a lot of basic relationship etiquette, which is emotionally draining. But he does try. He is incredibly observant of my likes and dislikes, takes me on night rides when he is here, and even though he is broke, he refuses to let me pay for things. I try to step in and spend where I can, but he hates letting me. We have a ton in common and a genuinely great bond.

The issue is that when we are apart, I feel completely lonely, unsupported, and stuck in limbo. Whenever I try to bring up my need for deeper emotional security or ask where we are going, he shuts down or gets dismissive.

When we finally had a serious talk about it, his response was that he is jobless and dealing with so many problems so how can he give me a commitment right now. When I asked him what exactly we are, he literally told me that we should be the one, but because of his current life struggles, we aren't there yet.

This threw me into total confusion. It feels like he is dangling the carrot of a future together to keep me around, but using his bad circumstances as a shield to avoid actually stepping up as a partner.

I am completely burnt out from being the understanding, low maintenance partner. I told him that I can't keep living in this unsaid space and that I need clarity, or I have to walk away for my own peace of mind. He thinks I am being incredibly unfair and unsupportive by demanding a commitment and adding to his stress when his life and family are completely falling apart.

AITA for wanting to walk away from someone who is genuinely trying his best, just because he can't give me a label right now due to a family crisis and unemployment

I 35M and my wife 32F have been together for 10 years married for 7 years. I have my own HVAC company while she's a Software Engineer at a company in my city.

Her work hours are usually 9 to 4 while mine is from 8 to 6. I usually have breakfast ready by the time I get up, lunch packed and get dinner ready by the time I get home. Same for the kids, 7M, 10F and 12F and groceries and house cleaning are always done. I don’t even know when she manages to attend the kids school stuff and take them for appointments and keep them entertained.

For context, she had a big project coming up and was gonna have long hours 9 to 6:30 for two weeks. When she got home she would still make dinner and everything including meals but i noticed that the house wasn't as clean as before and we were behind on laundry and groceries which she said she would get on over the weekend and that we had essentials on groceries so it was fine.

The last straw that day was when she called me to get some stuff from the store for the kids school project, granted I was tired and I wasn't sure what exactly they needed but she sent me a list. I ended up getting the wrong items and when I got home my daughter told me that i got the wrong stuff but my wife made it work anyways. That night we had left overs for dinner and I didn't really feel like I wanted to because I wanted a fresh cooked meal especially after working long hours. I was angry and ended up yelling at her in front of the kids that she was too lazy to cook a fresh meal.

She then said that we would get fresh groceries on Saturday, this was Friday evening and that we should just eat it for tonight. That's when I yelled that clearly she doesn't do much around the house considering the state of house. She looked so shocked and it's like a switch just flipped. She didn't even speak after that, she just made sure that the kids were fed and made sure to help them finish their school projects and got to them.

I felt bad after that and wanted to apologize but she slept in my daughter's room for the night. I stood by door and heard her talking to my daughter saying that daddy was just tired and it’s not okay to talk to anyone like that. In the morning she woke up, got the kids ready and took them shopping, a day of fun and got groceries. They just got back and she still won't talk to me. What can I do to fix this situation. Also AITA?

EDIT:

Because my wife never really asked for help I assumed that everything was fine. She bounced back pretty quickly after having our kids, mostly because her mom was also around to help adjust. She makes time to work out every morning. I really also appreciate her that everything is ready for me and the kids by the time I wake up.

After writing this I realize how out of touch I’ve been with my wife, kids and reality. I’ve never attended their appointments, never planned their birthdays, I don’t even think I’ve ever attended their school things. I was walking around our house and realized that they have awards to things I never attended. My wife just made it look so easy because of how much she handled.

Reddit:
Is there any way to fix this?

There was a story where this guy takes his female coworker on a hike and purposely goes the wrong/longer way to spend more time with her. I can’t figure out what episode of smosh Reddit stories it’s from. Does anyone know???

I(33F), finally had enough of my(36M, Ian) husbands mothers horse crap and shenanigans, am now the hero of my husbands family and the worst person ever in MIL eyes.

Ian and I had been dating for about 6 months and I had come to find that this amazing human being was everything I knew I wanted in a partner and it was time to meet the parents as we had set the boundaries early on that we wouldn't meet each other's family until six months in so that we could focus on ourselves and our relationship before adding family and drama into the mix.

I had a family reunion coming up and so we decided to dive head first into my large families chaos. We are a pretty tight knit by large family and so it could have been seen as overwhelming but my husband seemed excited. I am the second oldest of 7 kids and each of my siblings had their own children. Not to mention all the aunts, uncles and cousins. Everything went off without a hitch and everyone welcomed Ian with open arms and we had a great time. Introduction to my family was officially a page in the history books. Now the time had come to meet his family.

I had obviously heard all about his family and the dynamic they all had. I knew his sister(Emily 25F) was sweet and quiet just like their father(Tom 57M). Ian's brother(Tyler, 31M) was loud and boisterous and full of life. His mother(Malenie, 56F) was pushy, domineering, and apparently, "the Boss" of the family. I understand that a lot of families view their elders as the "Patriarch" and "Matriarch" of their family and mine was very similar until my Pop-Pop passed. Now we are all on equal playing fields and all pitch in with each other. I knew that he and his family didn't have family gatherings often due to how it turned out every time. His mother would always degrade every one of them the entire time until they each bid their farewells feeling deflated.

I thought I was prepared when going in to meet his family but I can tell you that I was not. As the hours drew near the time of the family dinner I could see and feel a visible shift in Ian. His whole body grew tense and he would communicate through short clipped tones. He was stressed and was not looking forward to the dinner.

We got there a mere 5minutes late and his mother was waiting at the door, literally tapping her foot in impatience. "It's about damn time you got here." I almost laughed out loud because I thought she was joking until Ian replied, "Sorry mom, there was a train." And I saw his head sag on his shoulders and his mother continue with, "I don't want excuses but I expect the common courtesy of being on time or a phone call letting me know you'd be late."

Already my flabbers were ghasted. I couldn't believe the exchange I had just heard and couldn't believe the events of the rest of the dinner as what I was warned about was exactly what happened. Ian's mother was always the one talking, and asking questions. When I say talking, I really mean talking AT you and not in a conversational type of way. Tyler sat quietly as he poked his food around on the plate. Emily diligently ate her food in silence, not really looking around except for a few nervous glances my way. Tom sighed and closed his eyes tight throughout our time eating and Ian would randomly squeeze my thigh tightly when his mother would ask me questions.

I played my part well and just smiled as I was hit with a barrage of questions until she asked me what I did for employment. My eyes lit up because I truly love what I do. I told her that I was a case manager for at risk youth and was very passionate about it. I was pretty proud of myself for holding my own against the plethora of deep diving questions until I looked back at Melanie and could visibly see the wheels of judgement turning.

She sighed loudly and proceeded to explain that she just doesn't "get" people like me. Someone who is wasting their talents on individuals that mean nothing in the grand scheme of society. Individuals that should learn to do things on their own without being dependent on others. By the time she was done with her rant I was seeing red. I didn't understand how someone could be so callous.

I simply, sweetly, and innocently readjusted my halo that was resting on my horns and replied, "It's something that I am very passionate about. Some youth don't have a steady, safe, supportive or healthy home life to grow up in. Some need those positive and steady people in their lives to learn from. Plus I have plenty of empathy, patience, love and care to pass around. But you probably don't understand what that's like right?"

When I tell you that you could have heard a fly fart in that room, I am not kidding. Melanie's bottom jaw was flopping around so much it reminded me of the scene from Beetlejuice. Poor Tom instantly started coughing and choking on his food to the point I was ready to do the heimlic. Ian gripped my thigh so hard I expected bruises the next day. Emily randomly squeaked out that she had to pee and scurried off to the bathroom and Tylers eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as his head swiveled from me to his mother in rapid fire. After a minute of remembering who she was, Melanie loudly gaffawed and announced she wasn't feeling good and going to bed. Tom sighed and said it was very nice to meet me but the evening had come to a close. We all said our goodbyes and when Tyler came in for a goodbye hug he said quietly, "That was epic! I like you already."

As time rolled by the months turned to years and Ian and I would often spend time with my side of the family and only a handful of times with his whole family. Often times it would just be his siblings and us as Melanie would often be "ill" when I was around. I would come to see Tyler really was the life of the party and Emily opened up a lot more and saw me as a sister.

Ian finally proposed two and a half years into our relationship and we couldn't wait for the rest of our lives. Then came a text in the family group chat from Melanie....

Melanie- "How dare you two get engaged without my knowledge or approval. Ian you know I wanted to be involved in all the major goings on in the family and you took this away from me. I'm ashamed of you and you should be too. I don't approve and won't give you my blessing."

Tom-"You two have my blessing."

Tyler-"Hell yeah!"

Emily-(Silence)

Ian-"Mom, your being rediculous"

Me-"Well Melanie considering you hide in your batcave anytime we...well mostly me come around there wasn't really any point in time to let you know our big news. And that's what it was.. NEWS. It wasn't going to be a question or permission asking. It was going to be a happy moment to share with family. We are all adults and as adults, we get to make our own decisions."

Tom-......

Ian-"She's right mom."

Tyler-(shocked face emoji)

Emily-(silence)

Thankfully Melanie remained blessedly silent for the most part until the wedding. Of course this apparently was her time to shine. Before the ceremony started she stopped into the bridal suite telling me she "was so excited for today". She was wearing a very pretty light blue cocktail style dress and she looked very stunning and I was a bit shocked that she had become accepting of Ian and I getting married. She stopped in where the guys were getting ready and spent time with Ian as well. Then she disappeared... No one could find her when it was time to start the ceremony. They looked everywhere. They called and text her with no reply. Assuming she changed her mind and went home in protest we decided to just proceed without her.

Everyone was seated and I had just completed my walk and our officiant was just about to start speaking when the door at the back of the church creaked open and a cheerful, blushing, WHITE ADORNED, with a tiara and a gaudy, blinged out WEDDING DRESS, Melanie came flowing in like she was walking on a frigging cloud. As she came down the isle she shook people's hands(my family included) and thanked them for being here. Everyone FROZE. Ian and Tyler at one side. My sister, Emily and I on the other. Tom almost fell off his seat at the front and even the officiant was gapping like a fish.

Once she had fluttered her fairy little self to the front of the church all hell broke loose.

Melanie-"I am soooo sorry I'm running behind and I'm sure Ian forgot to tell everyone but we wanted to make this a double celebration. While Ian and my soon to be daughter in law get married, my beloved Tom and myself will be renewing our wedding vows!"

Ian-(slightly under his breath)"Mom, what the hell is this?!"

Tom-(sighing and standing up)"Melanie no, let's go."

Tyler-(of course delightfully entertained)"The fuck is happening right now?"

Me- (seeing 50 shades of homicidal red. Hiking my dress up and stomping to Melanie.) "Excuse us for a moment everyone. We have to have a quick family meeting to talk about this "surprise"

I grab Melanie by the wrist and practically drag her into the back hallway as she dramatically gasps and flails and Tom, Ian, Emily, and Tyler all tow the line behind us. When we reach a safe distance away from the crowd I turn and all I want to do is pummel the woman standing in front of me.

Me-"What in the actual hell are you doing and why the hell are you wearing that gawd awful dress?? Why in the hell did you think this would be ok?"

Melanie-"If you must know, I wanted to surprise my Tom and Ian and make this day even more special and something to celebrate."

Me- "And you didn't think your son getting married was already going to be the happiest day to celebrate? Nevermind, don't answer that. We are done Melanie. I want you to leave. I also resend my invitation to you for the reception. I resend my invitation to you to come to our home when you want to visit. If Ian and I ever have children, I resend any contact you may want with them. I can't speak to the rest of your family or even Ian but I will say that the way you treat your family and those you love is deplorable and disgusting. The world doesn't revolve around you and if you don't start realizing that, you're going to lose everyone."

After saying what I needed to, I pranced myself back into the church as Ian and his family finished saying what they needed. When everyone came back in, Melanie was no where to be seen and apparently left.

The ceremony continued and was heartfelt and beautiful and the reception was filled with love from our families.

As of present, all three siblings have decided to go no contact with their mother despite the hateful texts and phone calls she keeps sending their way. Tom and Melanie are in the middle of a divorce and he seems to have a much more airy and lighthearted personality. All of us still get hateful texts and calls from some individuals on Melanie's side of the family but I also have had thank yous from Ian and his siblings for giving them the courage to stand up to their mother. So.....AITAH?

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?

Hey everyone!

Me and my friend are heading to London for the June 14th show at the Eventim Apollo. We’re planning to hit up a gay bar the night before for a proper night out, and we’d love for some fellow fans to join us!

We thought it would be cool to meet some of the community before the show. Must be 18+ as we’ll be at 18+ venues.

If you're coming to the London show solo or with a group and want to grab a drink and dance, drop a comment or DM me! We can start a group chat on Discord or IG to coordinate.

it would be for the evening of 13th

Let’s make the London show 'Impressive' 🫡

I can’t remember all of the specifics, but I’ll try my best. It’s about the OP being at an event (a bachelorette maybe?). The OP says something really savage to a guy friend and then Shayne says “put a little sauce on it” through laughter. It’s been bothering me so much but I can’t find it. I’m not even sure what the theme of the episode is.

If anyone has any idea I would appreciate the help! I’ve been trying to figure it out for days.