r/familydrama

My mom is one of the most selfish people I have ever met. I know that sounds harsh, and maybe even worse than what the reality is, but this is the reality I’ve lived with my entire life. I’m 19F, and I genuinely don’t know if I’m overreacting anymore or if my feelings are justified.

She constantly seeks attention and is incredibly contradictory. She’s also extremely hypocritical. It’s almost impossible to know what she truly thinks of someone because her opinion changes depending on who she’s talking to. She’ll tell one person one thing, then tell someone else the complete opposite. She also exaggerates a lot while telling stories to make herself seem like the victim.

She also has no issue spending large amounts on herself. She can go to the salon constantly to get her hair, nails, or anything else done without thinking twice. But when it comes to my sister (20F, a university student) or me asking for something as basic as replacing an empty shampoo bottle or getting our nails done occasionally, she acts as if we’re a huge financial burden. Meanwhile, she’ll spend several times that amount on herself in a single day.

My sister and I had been asking for years to join the cheapest gym in town. Both of my parents always insisted it was financially impossible. Then my dad bought my mom a one-year membership to the most expensive gym in the city, which cost at least twice what it would have cost to pay for both my sister and me combined. She went maybe five times in the first three months.

That also reflects my dad’s relationship with my mom. He absolutely adores her and spoils her, but when it comes to us, it often feels like we’re treated as financial burdens instead of their children. I understand that raising children is expensive, but this feels less like financial limitations and more like selfish priorities. Honestly, it feels like they're new weds and that they only had us to prove their love towards each other.

My mom has also ruined at least four family trips that I can clearly remember.

Last year, we went on a trip abroad. My dad wanted to spend some time with a few friends while we were there. She got angry about it, and the result was that we came home five days early, even though the entire trip had already been paid for.

About three years ago, my mom lied to her workplace so she could get time off for a family trip to another city. She could have simply requested official vacation days, but instead she lied. Her employer didn’t believe her because she couldn’t provide a medical certificate, so we had to drive back home almost immediately after arriving.

On another trip, she got angry because my dad accidentally ran into one of his coworkers and stopped to say hello. All four of us were standing there. He literally just greeted the colleague politely, yet she claimed he was being too “close” to her. The entire atmosphere was ruined because of something so insignificant.

And there have been countless other moments where family outings or vacations were spoiled because she became angry over what felt like trivial reasons.

She also constantly complains that we don’t help around the house enough. The thing is, we have a maid. My sister and I are full-time students, and my dad works almost all the time. Out of everyone in the house, my mom has the most free time.

She repeatedly gives us long speeches about how selfish we are for not helping more because she wants to rest. But every single time my sister and I take care of everything and tell her to relax, she’ll sit down for maybe fifteen minutes, get bored, and immediately invent another unnecessary task for herself, like reorganizing every closet in the house for absolutely no reason. Every. Single. Time.

Living at home has become exhausting. I may be able to move out within the next year or two, and honestly, living here feels like hell. Almost every time I spend time with my parents, something happens that makes me regret it.

The hardest part is that my dad is completely devoted to my mom. Even when he knows she’s wrong, he’ll defend her and side with her.

Just yesterday, my parents spent the entire morning sleeping in, then cuddling while watching a show together. Later, my dad suggested going to play football on the beach with his friends. My mom got angry simply because he wanted to go have fun. He ended up staying home because of her. Yet even after he stayed, she remained angry that he had even thought about going. She left him sitting alone in the living room while she went to their bedroom.

At this point, I honestly don’t think she’s usually upset about the things she claims to be upset about. I think she’s upset when she isn’t the center of everyone’s attention. When she wants attention from my sister and me, she’ll find an excuse to be angry with us. When she wants attention from my dad—even though he already gives her nearly all of his attention—she’ll somehow end up angry at all three of us.

I don’t know what to do anymore. Should I sit both of my parents down and tell them how all of this has affected me? Or would that accomplish nothing, and I’d be better off keeping my head down until I can finally move out?

My stepsister, not blood-related at all, has helped me get two rentals now.

The first one was because her friend was moving away and needed someone to move into their place straight away. I had been flooded and had nothing. The owner of this rental, being my stepsister's friend, even left her furniture for me. My son and I lived there for three years.

For the second rental, my stepsister works in real estate and knew the owner and the real estate agency. Now my stepsister, who owns her house but apparently wants a smaller place, wants me to move into her house for 18 months, and she would live in my rental with her partner? With all of my furniture and, I guess, belongings?

Her dad and her daughter live in her house, and I would end up being her dad's carer because he's now at an age where he can't do anything himself.

I don't want to move anywhere. I just finally got a year-long lease, but she thinks I owe her? This woman never talks to me unless, of course, she wants something.

How do I politely say no thank you? My kid is 12, for Christ's sake. I'm not moving from this house. We've already moved 7 times. I've only been here since August last year. Like, for crying out loud.

Hey guys, my mom recently got rid of my cat when I was staying at my boyfriend‘s house during the weekend. she didn’t even tell me, i literally came home and my cat was gone. I am currently in the process of moving out of my mother‘s house and into my boyfriends and he is very allergic to cats. I have had previous conversations with her and she said that she was more than willing to take care of my cat. and I said if not, I would find a home for her. I also pay for all medical bills and food but unfortunately the cat is in my mom’s name. This cat is very special to me and I don’t even know where she is. I have now moved up my move in date and I’m not sure if I want a relationship with my mom AIO

Help… please help. Friday night my husband, myself, and our four year old went to eat dinner at my dad’s house.
We do not see him very often because there has always been tension there and he is very narcissistic. I really wanted to try and have a relationship with my dad and so I have been texting him more and trying to see him a little here and there. Dinner went great, and my husband even opened up to him about his sexuality. About two weeks ago my husband told me he is bisexual and always has been but has been closeted all this time. He opened up to my dad about this and was received with a hug and that he was accepted. He asked my husband if he wanted to go ride side by sides Saturday morning and that he would be here to support him. He goes on and has a great time and everything is fine so I think.
Saturday my in-laws had a cookout for the holiday and me and my little family of course went. We all walked inside together but then my husband went outside and a few minutes later I realized I had forgotten the drinks in the car. When I was walking back to the car I saw my husband
Walking the same way texting and smiling and thought it was very strange. I walked behind him not even hiding my steps and he went behind the car still just enamored. As soon as he saw me step towards him his whole face froze and he tried to take his phone and not let me see it… which has never happened.
I knew in my gut immediately who they were from but had been praying I was wrong. I wasn’t. The text thread was all messages from my dad to him…. I don’t know if he was just texting back at the time I caught him or if messages were erased. They were beyond highly inappropriate…… actually they were traumatizing and I truly feel heartbroken in a way I didn’t know could exist. The messages were explicit. They also mentioned me. My own father and my own husband mentioned ME in their sexual fantasies or what the f ever.
I don’t know what to do. I’m so broken. I love my husband and our family and our life together but i cant live like this and ultimately our daughter looks up to me and i have to show her right from wrong.
If this was you what would you do?? I have been with this man since I was 17 I know nothing else. I’m
Broken.

not sure if this is the correct place to post but idk what to do. My mother (46) and I (17) have a complicated relationship, she seems to always find a way to get what she wants. some hours ago before going to bed she asked to sleep in my room, i wasn't feeling it tonight so i told her no and maybe another time. She got mad and told me that i can't go out this weekend, its not the first time she says things like that so i brush her off knowing my bf will pick me up after work and we will spend time together either way. i do my nightly routine and as i enter my room i see her in my bed. i decide to ignore her and just go to sleep. i lie there crying because i feel uncomfy and she grabs my hand and starts like tickling me, i feel really creeped out and uncomfortable so i shed more tears and tell her to stop. she stayed quiet and got out of bed to pick up her stuff, while leaving my room she told me i can't go out this weekend and she doesn't want to see my bf near the house. i am really confused as to what i did wrong, anyone have an idea why she might act this way? any mother know why she feels the need to cross a boundary i set? she always act like this when she does not get what she wants which makes me dislike her as a person in general but i have never told her and i try to keep the peace. i have many more stories but this specific event has happened before and i just dont know how to reject her without making her go off on me, what do i do?

So I (18/f) moved in with step family in may. My step sister (11/f) and I share a room just due to not having enough rooms in the house for the combined head count of 6 kids on top of my dad and his gf. It was about a month ago my step sister asked if she could borrow a pair of jean shorts I said yea and gave her a pair I didn’t care about. We get along really well and so I didn’t see why not. Well she never gave them back which ok wtv but then I notice she’s wearing a different pair of my shorts that I didn’t let her borrow like a week later.

I don’t mention it and let it slide. Then another pair of my shorts go missing. I don’t mention anything about it until 3 days ago I take my step sisters laundry out of the dryer to put my stuff in. I find one of my matching Victoria’s Secret sets that I don’t wear anymore cause the bra is now too small so ik for a fact it didn’t just somehow get mixed in with her stuff. And then found another pair of my underwear. I confront her about it but she says she just picked stuff up from the bathroom and washed it and doesn’t know why my stuff ended up in her laundry. So I say ok wtv. But then AGAIN today I find 2 pairs of my underwear in her dirty laundry which I didn’t wear and then another pair of my underwear in the bathroom trash??

Like there’s no way she isn’t going through my dresser. Is this normal sibling behavior? I’ve only had a little brother so I haven’t had to deal with this. It would’ve been one thing if it was just the shorts but underwear??? I also keep all of my dirty laundry in my clothes basket and everything clean put away. I’m really nitpicky and sort of territorial about my belongings so this is getting really annoying. It’s also awkward asl cause we get along with everything else.

I’ve already confronted her about it so idk what I should do. Should I go to her mom or just confront her again?

I (29F) have been out as a lesbian for about four years. I was raised in a small conservative Christian town and went to a Christian university where it was normal to get married right after graduation. I got married to the first man I ever seriously dated at age 22 and it took three very difficult years for me to deconstruct my Christian faith, come to terms with my sexuality and divorce my ex-husband. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and I am so so proud that I got myself to where I am now. 

For context, I lived with my parents for about six months after my divorce, and came out to them shortly before I moved out on my own in my new city, which is across the state from them (about 8 hours by car). My parents have always been very religious, and the political climate of the past decade has made them even more conservative. When I came out, they were in denial and thought I’d heal from the pain of my marriage and grow past the “phase.”

Spoiler alert, it wasn’t a phase. In my new city, I met my amazing girlfriend “N” (28F) and we have been together for almost three years now. We moved in together last year and I am planning to propose to N early next year. I love my life with N, her family has been so loving and accepting of me and we have tons of great friends in our city. In almost every way, life is so so good. 

My parents, though, have refused to even acknowledge N’s existence in my life. When I first told them about her, we had a six month period of not speaking. And then, about a year ago, when N and I were planning a trip to visit my hometown, I asked them if we could get coffee so they could meet her, they said they’d meet up with ME for coffee, but not if N is there. Also last summer, I planned a baby shower for my sister in her city (four hours from me, four hours from my parents) and N, with the permission and encouragement of my sister, came to help me set up. When I told my mom that she would be there, my mom didn’t show up to the shower. When I’ve broached the topic with my parents, about how painful it is to have this massive part of my life ignored, they always have some Bible verse ready about how supporting a sinner is tantamount to sinning yourself, or how homosexuality is perverse and wrong. I’ve tried to show them other Christian perspectives on queerness, but they have not been receptive to even reading any of the material I’ve sent. Our last conversation lead to a fight so bad that I spent Christmas alone in my town, instead of going to my parents house with the rest of my family.  In no uncertain terms, they’ve made it clear that they plan to keep ignoring N and my relationship with her.

At first, I understood that they needed time to process and this was a shock for them. I even understood that their worldview condemns people like me, and that they don’t have much experience with queer people, especially lesbians, so it was scary and uncomfortable for them to be confronted with something so unfamiliar. But at this point, it has gone beyond giving them space and time and started to feel like letting them blatantly disrespect N and me. And I’m starting to lose hope for reconciliation because it upsets me that they don’t seem like they are even trying. 

Here’s where I might be petty and run the risk of causing drama. I am the middle child of three. And  am not the only child “living in sin” (heavy of the quotes). My sister is not married to her baby’s father… but he was invited to Thanksgiving with the whole extended family last year. My brother lives rent-free in a house that my parents own. His ex-girlfriend was allowed to move in with him a few years ago and now his current girlfriend more or less lives there as well. My parents met her parents a few weeks ago. They’ve been dating for six months. I don’t say any of this to condemn my siblings. I am so so happy that they are happy and loved. I say all of this because the double-standard is so frustrating. My siblings' partners have been welcomed into the family with open arms and, even if my parents don’t totally agree with their “lifestyles” they give them the respect of learning their names and shaking their hands. It has been hard not to feel a little bit of resentment towards my siblings and their partners for this. I’ve been trying to be honest with them about it so those feelings don’t build up, but they’re there from time to time. 

I have recently sent another message to my parents to try and set up another opportunity for them to meet N. So far, they’ve just completely ignored my message (it has been two weeks). My sister has offered to host Thanksgiving at her house this year, and has told me N would be invited. I want to give my parents an opportunity to meet N one-on-one before being faced with meeting her at Thanksgiving, but part of me also wonders if I should just bring her to Thanksgiving and not tell them she’ll be there, so they will have to come face to face with their greatest fear (gasp! a loving lesbian relationship! /j) I know that that would be an immature choice, but having to be the mature one this entire time has become exhausting. I also know that, if they know she’ll be there, they might just not show up altogether. I feel like this would be unfair to my siblings, if me bringing my partner along means they don’t get to see our parents. I don't want to be selfish,  but I also don’t want to just keep lying down while they disrespect N. We have also talked about just going on a trip the two of us for Thanksgiving weekend, but I haven't seen my siblings or my nephew in almost a year, and I would really like the opportunity to see them and have N spend more time with them as well.

I don’t know what the best course of action is here, or what the best thing to say to my parents is. And I don’t know how to stop feeling guilty about how this has impacted my siblings as well. Any advice is greatly appreciated!

Hello. Im 19F, this is a throw away account i made to post this. For context, my parents have been divorced since i was around 8-9.

For starters, i never knew why my parents divorced. When i was growing up i would ask every once in a while to either mom or dad why they got divorced, and it was the same answer every time, "I'll tell you when your older" and as i got older the answer never came no matter how many times or how i asked. And now that i'm pretty sure what the reason was, i'm scared to ask again.

really all started when i was around 11 and i realized i suddenly wasn't seeing my 2 cousins (dads stepsisters kids) anymore that i saw quite often before that. I would ask my dad maybe about once a year "how are they doing? I haven't seen them in a while", and for a while my dad would say something like "oh they've just been pretty busy with their own family stuff", and that is the same type of responses that my grandparents would give me when i asked about them. But as i would begin to ask more, my dad would get more snappy and angry with his responses.

A few years later, my aunt announced her wedding date, and i was so excited to go and i made it very known to my dad my excitement to go and he made it seem like he was happy to take me. Eventually the date rolled around, i was at my moms house and realized the wedding date had already passed and my dad didn't say a single word about it to me while he still ended up going. When i went to his house the next weekend, i was a little upset and asked why he didn't remind me or pick me up for it or anything. His response was something along the lines of "oh I thought you didn't want to go" and even at the age i was, i knew that was bullshit. I told him that he knew i wanted to go and to tell me the real reason he didn't take me. He got very mad and told me that there was people that i couldn't see there and wouldn't elaborate on that any further. I later looked at the pictures a family member posted from the wedding and in my mind, there was non one there that i "couldn't" see, there was only people i knew for my whole life there, except for my 2 cousins and their parents that i haven't seen for years at that point.

About a year ago when i was at a family event, i was sitting at one of the corner couches with my cousin (only about 6 years older than me) just talking about life when i brought up our other 2 cousins. I said that i was wondering how they are and how we never see them again. My cousin got quiet suddenly before saying "do you really want to know why you cant see them anymore?" Obviously, I said "Yes?..." and she broke the news to me that my dad and his stepsister had intercourse (my dad has known his stepsister since she was about 12 and he was around 17-18). She said she didn't know how many times it happened, if they where under the influence or not, etc. But as we kept talking about it, i found out that the ENTIRE family knows about this and they all swore to never tell me, the only reason my cousin knew about it was because when she was younger, she overheard family talking about it, and they made her swear to never tell me.

As i thought about it later on, the timelines on when my parents and my 2 cousins parents got divorced started to make more since, my dads angry/irritated responses, all the same responses from any family i asked, etc.

Ive been holding on to this knowledge for so long and haven't done anything with it yet, and at times it feels like a sick hole burning through my chest. I've endlessly thought about all the scenarios that could happen from me bringing it up to my parents. Like, should i bring it up to my mom? My dad? Together? Should i ask them why they got divorced again and push for an answer instead of giving up? I mean, i cant see a WHOLE side of my family because of what my dad did while everyone else can see them all the time (from photos i see on facebook) , and my main family has just been keeping secrets from me for years.

TLDR: My dad had intercourse with his stepsister, whole family knows and swore to never tell me, I don't know how to (or if i should) confront my dad and/or mom about it.

30F 40M, Together 11 years My husband was talking to my family like I dont exist asking if we can go boating one weekend because his sister and her bf want to come down and go. He never asks me if its OK. I Express my feelings toward it then and he ignores what I have to say. Later we have scheduled time off from work and plan to go boating and have some plans for the week already for most of the week. The last day of our plans he tells me his sister and her partner are coming. I say what?? You never asked me if they could come. You brought it up to my family in front of me and I said no. He says because you would of said no. I told him of course they want to come down here. Its a free vacation where they stay in our home and use my family's boat and they never even offer to pay for a meal or anything. She was just here a few months ago and he treated me awful in front of her and paid for her meals. I told him I never have people stay here but you do all the time and he knows I dont like it but I've tolerated it. I dont think I should have to anymore when he didnt even ask if it was okay. I told him I didnt take time off to hang out with them. I wanted to do other things and also them staying the whole weekend inconvences me. He complains he hung out with my family recently but it was something we planned and agreed to together not something I just decided. I told him to have them stay at a hotel then. He refuses. And then flipped the whole script on me saying hes not doing anything we planned now and never hanging out with me again. All because of that and that I said I made plans for us already the day theyre coming. He says I did it out of spite. I said you told them they could come out of spite. You didn't even bother to ask your WIFE if it was OK. He wont talk to me now and is playing victim. Not sure what to do.... This is typical behavior where he puts his family first over the one he created. I tempted to message her not to come but idk....

My grandmother has recently made the transition to assisted living from independent living, this happened last October. While that was happening, she met a new friend who is 81F. This woman has become increasingly involved in my grandmothers affairs and it’s becoming very suspicious.

During the move, what she couldn’t take with her to assisted living went into a storage unit until we can figure out what to do with it. She has given this woman the unit number and the combination to the lock. I don’t necessarily think she’s stealing, but it’s suspicious to me. She could be getting items appraised without our knowledge with the intent of acquiring them later.

She recently got a letter from the bank which raised concerns for her. It was about beneficiaries for when she passes. The beneficiaries are myself, my brothers, and my mother. Nothing suspicious there, but my grandmother thinks the sky is falling and people are trying to steal her money. She gets this way whenever she receives a balance statement or there’s a policy update. Long story short, she reads every last piece of mail she gets from the bank, the stuff the rest of us never open and toss in the trash. And then she has to go to the bank and speak to the manager about it.

So anyhow, I’m going to take her to the bank tomorrow to give her peace of mind and she wants this friend to accompany us. She claims it’s to both help me understand (I’m 40 years old and have been an adult some time now) and because the bank may ask her questions that only her friend can help her answer. This is very suspicious to me and I think the amount of trust she’s putting in someone who’s a new friend is naive.

I know how this has to sound to a lot of you. All I’m concerned about is my inheritance. I’m actually not, it’s a small portion compared to what my mother is getting. I’m concerned about my mother getting her inheritance that her father (who passed away 15 years ago) wanted her to get.

My grandmother is a very controlling person, it works with my mother, but not my brothers and I. She has threatened to deny us our inheritance for choosing career paths she doesn’t approve of or taking trips (i.e., an Iraq deployment reunion I had a few years ago). My grandmother has always been this way, my grandfather was the exact opposite. However, she has gotten exponentially worse in the last couple of years. She’s also losing her mental faculties, no Alzheimer’s or dementia, she’s just old and very easily confused and not much in the way of memory.

She’s was and still is very psychologically abusive to my mother (her only child). I just want to make sure she gets what’s hers. So what can I do about this suspicious outsider and what can I do to protect my mother’s inheritance which she uses so often to coerce my mother?

Thanks

"I will not call you your new name, but I will try to not call you \[dead name\]"

"You have been \[deadname\] to me your entire life and that's not going to change."

\-Grandmother after asking her to call me by my name, not my deadname

Could be worse but still...

She's thinking with her emotions and not logic. And admitted that. So, I guess it's time to start treating her like a child, because adults should have their judgment clouded by emotions.

Edit: She says this is a compromise for both of us. I didn't realize asking for being treated with basic respect needed to be a compromise.

Edit|Edit: I want to stay in touch with her because "I need to appreciate the time we have left together."

But I would rather my memory of her be filled with happy memories, not the negative ones that we are making now. I'd rather remember her as a force of good, not bigotry.

I'm 30M, and my story started when I was 26. My parents began looking for a suitable partner for me through the traditional arranged marriage process.

Over the next three years, we saw several proposals. There were girls I liked but my mom rejected them, and there were girls my parents liked but I didn't feel a connection with. This went on for years.

Finally, when I was 29, we all agreed on one girl. My parents liked her, I liked her, and I was planning to meet her. Out of nowhere, my mom found something she didn't approve of and cancelled the proposal entirely. That was incredibly frustrating because I had trusted the process and waited patiently for years.

After that experience, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I met someone through an app. She lives in another country, and over the past year we've gotten to know each other really well. We've had countless conversations, built trust, and I genuinely want to marry her and build a life together.

I had casually mentioned to my parents a few times that I might marry someone from another country, and they always reacted negatively. Things became much more serious when I told them I wanted to book tickets to meet her.

Their reaction shocked me.

They told me I was disrespecting them, that I was behaving against my parents' wishes, and that she would cheat me or only wanted my money. They kept saying they don't know anyone in her country, so they couldn't support such a marriage. They also said they were ashamed that I wanted to marry someone from a different culture and that I was bringing hardship and embarrassment to the family.

The hardest part was when they finally said: "If you marry her, you're on your own. Your mother and father will not support you."

Since then, I've been emotionally exhausted. I can't concentrate at work, I overthink constantly, I feel guilty for wanting to choose my own life partner, and I feel torn between my parents and the woman I love. It's affecting my sleep, my productivity, and my overall mental health.

I'm at a point where I don't know what to do anymore.

Has anyone here been through something similar? Did your parents eventually come around? Would therapy help me cope with all of this, or is there another approach I should consider?

I'd really appreciate any advice or experiences from people who've been in a similar situation.

I (22F) used to live with my mom (45f) up until about 2 months ago. For the most part, it's been just the two of us. My dad left after our RV (aka our home) burned down after he put heaters from walmart underneath the RV since our heat system was broken. He recovered from the burns, then left without saying goodbye.

Since then, its been me, my mom, and some questionable boyfriends. When I was 11, she married a truly awful guy. Racist, narcissistic, and mean. I lost friends because of how uncomfortable he made everybody. He eventually died from an overdose, and since then, my mom had been drinking heavily, though she refused to admit it. I've even picked her up from a DUI at 2:00am when I was 16 going on 17.

For my 16th birthday, she gave me a used 2013 Chevy Spark that I was beyond grateful for. I loved that car and took great care of it.

Then one night when I was 17 around 11:00 PM, there's a knock on the door. My mom was passed out drunk, so I decided to answer the door. It's two cops asking me if I own a white sedan. I tell them I drive one, but it's registered in my moms name. They ask to speak with her, so I go upstairs to her room and try waking her. She's incoherent and won't get up, so I tell the cops that. At this point I still have no idea what's going on.

The cops inform me the car was involved in a hit-and-run at a nearby McDonald's and ask where I was between 10:00-10:30. I tell them the truth. I was home, on facetime with my boyfriend. My mom finally comes downstairs and, slurring, asks me in front of the cops, "Did you take the car to McDonald's?"

She knows I didn't. She knows I was home. She knows I don't even like McDonald's.

But she keeps asking me over and over again. The cops begin pressing me, saying they have video evidence of someone who looks like me in the car at McDonald's around that time. That's when i started to sob. The female cop keeps interrogating me while my mom pretended she was clueless. Then the male cop asked me to sit in the driver's seat of the car. The seat is pushed all the way back. I am 5'3". My mom is 6'0". He immediately believes me and says there is no way I could have been driving that car. HUUUUUGE relief.

They talk to my mom privately outside. I don't know what was said, but the cops eventually leave.

The next day, my mom was crying on the couch. She tells me the person who was hit is suing her for $50k. I asked her what really happened the night before. She claimed two strangers that she met that night stole the car and did the hit-and-run. I call BS. She gave no names of those strangers, never reported the car stolen, was asking me if I took the car the night before, and honestly, who the hell steals a car, gets in a minor accident then returns the car?

Later that day she was on the phone (police or insurance maybe), then mutes the call and asks me: "Can you just tell the people on the phone that you did it? You won't get in trouble because you're not a legal adult."

I was floored. I said no.

She got upset. Crying, angry, saying I'm making it harder on us and if I just took the blame, the person will drop the lawsuit and that nobody would get in trouble. I did (still do) feel awful for her as she was and still is in an awfully dark place. But I still think about this moment so often and how it affected me so greatly. I never told anyone about it and honestly needed to get this off my shoulders.

Im 15 and i live with my dad, he has been dating this woman for roughly 3 years we will call her B i dont like B my little sister doesnt like B nobody likes B exept for my dad. Shes constantly rude to me and very obviously doesn't like me either, making sarcastic remarks about me, my behavior, my hobbies, and much more.

I have lived most of my life without a female parental figure and i have never gotten along well with someone who has tried to be one, my grandmother came to live with my sister and i when i was 8 and my sister was 4, my dad was gone for work for weeks at a time as he is a contractor. That has never really bothered me and i have been just fine up till now. Without much warning we moved roughly 2 hours from my home where we had been living for the last 6 ish years. This would not have been an issue if my dad had not decided it was the perfect time to move me in with his girlfriend who i do not like. Not even to mention her stupid dog is moving in, i hate dogs, they all know this and she is likely going to attempt to shove dog related chores on me.

EVERYTHING in that house is hers, the dishware, the couch, the table, and all the furniture. My sister and i were both given a bowl, a cup and a set of plastic silverware from walmart to use, she gives me a dirty look anytime i use her tv to watch shows or i sit on her couch (both are in the living-room btw, anything i do is "done wrong" she accuses me of things i did not do, i have told my dad multiple times that she is rude to me and he does not gaf

I hate her, i hate living in "her house" (my dad pays for half the rent and all of the food) i hate it here what do i do

(Mom is not available due to her death and i have no other family on this side of the country)

Me[17F] and my father[66M] have always had a close relatshionship, we always goof around and always play pranks on eatchother and stuff like that. It has always been fun, until recently i've noticed he had become more rude, things like "bitch" and "stupid" coming up more and more often, which i didn't put in to mind mutch, becouse he always said it in a playful tone and enviorment. Though yesterday made me question his behaviour. We were having a normal day, me and my mom cleaning up the house, and my dad resting up inside since wasn't able to countinue his work outside due to rain. He seemed to be in a good mood, so i diceded to mess with him a little, as he was standing infront of the window, looking at the rain, i walked behind him (not so sneakilly) and suddenly pulled his pants down (which i also often do, and he always laughs it off) as a joke, out of nowhere, he turn around, all angry, and kicks me full force straight to my thigh, and allthough i don't remember exactlly what he yelled at me, due to me being shocked by the sudden pain, i know i deffinetly heard "stupid" in there, he yelled to loud that even my mother, who was upstairs and 3 rooms away, heard him. After that the whole intire rest of the day, without finishing his chores, he stayed closed up in their bedroom. he didn't even allow my mom in, saying "leave me alone, im tired of both of you". The next day he was still in his room, skipped dinner and breakfast, not talking to anyone and not getting out of bed. Since i had training in the morning, i had complaint a lot to my mom that my leg really hurt, which obvsiously made her even more angry at my father. Since i was out almost all day, my mom kept bugging my dad to speak up, but he still refused to say anything exscept ï hate both of you", ï don't want anything to with neather of you" and so on. later my mom did manage to get him out , since he had work to do outside, allthough i didnt talk to him, neather did he talk to me. apperantlly he also said "you guys act like im stupid", and that how most of the day went, until almost 24h past, and he finnaly decided he might apolagize -"sorry, youre old man is stupid, forgive me, lets have a truce" while he huged me. i didnt say anything, just half hugged him back, slightly smiled and may gave the slightest nod. we continued with our day, i didnt speak or look at him, since im not sure if kicking your doughter is something of forgiveness. he seemed to try and go back to normal, but looke more like a child after doing something bad. my mom was still not happy with him neather, talking just for work. so, what should i do?

Ps. Also since im an athlete, any leg injury is scary to me, ive had way too many threats to my careers end, and its a senstive topic for me, my parents know this. he hit me right to my thighs muscle, and it hurt A LOT. I'm also sensitive to yelling, he also know this.

english is not my first language and this is my first post, so sorry for any mistakes : )

My parents gave my college fund to my brother... and expected me to stay quiet. Ever since I was little... They told me they were saving for my education. Every birthday... Every Christmas... My grandparents added money to the account. By the time I graduated high school... There should've been enough to cover almost everything. A week before college... I asked my dad how to access the account. He looked nervous. Then my mom started crying. That's when they admitted it. My older brother had started a business two years earlier. It failed. He owed thousands of dollars. So they emptied my college fund to save him. Nobody asked me. Nobody even told me. They expected me to take out student loans instead. My brother thanked them... While standing in front of the brand-new truck he'd bought just months earlier. That was the moment I realized... They didn't save him because he needed help. They saved him because he was always the favorite. I left for college anyway. I paid every tuition bill myself. I barely spoke to my family for years. Now... Whenever they ask why I never come home... I remind them. "You already spent everything you saved for me."

My cousin has graduated college. This Saturday my aunt is throwing a party for him.

I dont wanna go. I REALLY dont wanna go.

Whenever my family gets together, they get extremely racist.

I've had too many family functions where i didn't like going because of all the racism, antisemitism, homophobia, sexism, Islamophobia, and so on

I've gotten into arguments, and every time, im always the butt of the joke and made fun of because i dont tolerate their bigotry.

Not only that, but whenever i make it clear, i want them to stop because i dont like their behavior they tell me im the problem, and i need to be more respectful of their political differences'. Yet the moment i say something, they dont like all hell breaks loose

Im so tired. Im literally so tired of them.

Im looking for excuses not to go, but it might come to a point where im just gonna be honest and say im not going because of their racism."

And mind you, it's not just this event. Im literally gonna stop going to most family events for the sake of my mental health

I know their not gonna take this with wanting to get into it with me, but i dont have a choice.

God, i hate my folks so much.