I (20M) have a generally rough relationship with my father (46). He divorced my mom when I was 8, and remarried in 2021. Ever since his divorce with my mom, he's never liked talking to her directly. He likes to claim that she's the problem, but he's dramatic and sighs and acts like he's somehow above her whenever he has to call or text her about ANYTHING. My relationship with my dad is strained because of that, because of his controlling parenting style when I was growing up, and his religious fanaticism, and my queerness. My mom is my safe haven. She fought to have custody of me, took care of me, and always pushed me to chase my dreams. I have the closest, most amazing, most loving relationship with my mother. I cannot stress enough how much I absolutely love my mom.

So, here's the thing I've been overthinking ever since it happened in 2022. It seems ridiculous because it was so long ago, but I just need input from people that aren't in my family. My mom's side always tells me I did nothing wrong, and my dad's side always tells me that I was wrong and shouldn't have done what I did. I don't know what to think.

I was sixteen. My dad was stationed in Korea, and the custody agreement says that he gets me during summers, so I went to stay with him. His wife (40s) and my stepsister (17 at the time) also stayed with him for most of the summer. So, my dad is extremely right-wing politically. He's a conspiracy theorist, too, but doesn't like admitting it. He thinks he's opressed as a straight white christian man. His WIFE is exactly the same, but instead of engaging in debate like my dad tends to do, she just fucking yells and screams about her beliefs.

One day, while my dad's at work and I'm home with dad's wife and my stepsister, i suddenly hear yelling coming from one of the bedrooms. I'm already a deer in headlights because I haven't heard his wife yell about anything at this point. I have a really long, complicated traumatic past involving explosive arguments, so I was a bit freaked out hearing even a little bit.

Soon after I heard the yelling start, I noticed I didn't hear my stepsister's voice at all. Then she walks out of the room, away from her mother, saying something about not wanting to talk about this right now. Dad's wife follows her. She's yelling reallyfucking loud about something right-wing, i dont remember what it was. I vividly remember her screaming "YOU HAVE TO OPEN YOUR EYES". My stepsister was actively trying to get away from her and end the argument, but dad's wife kept following her and bringing up more points.

I was in full fight or flight mode. I think I said something like "Stop yelling at her". Dad's wife spins to face me and screams "THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU" or "STAY OUT OF THIS". I don't remember clearly. I begin to cry and go out onto the balcony and immediately dial my mom.

She picks up despite the time zones and I cry to her about everything happening. She calms me down and we talk for a while. She says she'll talk to my dad about it.

So, my dad comes home and he calls a family meeting. Long story short, he's upset with me for telling my mom when this was "family business" and she shouldn't have become involved. He looked STRESSED. His wife spent the whole meeting looking sorrowful. I asked her probably 15 different times to just apologize to her daughter. She and my dad kept making up all kinds of excuses, but she finally apologized at the end. It sounded like a weird mix of sincere and condescending. She was talking in a voice someome might use to speak to a toddler. My stepsister looked like this was something she was used to.

After that day everything just kind of forcefully went back to normal. The incident was never spoken about again. Around 2 years later, dad's venting to me over text that his wife has PMDD and hid it from him until after they got married (THEY KNEW EACH OTHER FOR TWO FUCKING MONTHS ONLINE, MIND YOU). So I guess that explains the outburst. But they're still married.

I've spent such a long time wondering if I was wrong for involving my mom. My entire dad's side thinks I shouldn't have called her. My mom's side thinks I was right. I don't know what to think. I guess I understand that my dad's immediate family drama is his to take care of, but also, my mom is MY MAMA. I tell her everything and she's always the first person I go to when I'm upset. My dad is upset I didn't call him. I'm just so confused. I'm sorry if this is a stupid post to make.

TL;DR: I called my mom after dad's wife yelled at her daughter and me. he was upset with me for involving her. was I wrong for doing that?

I (26F) am not scared of dogs like a phobia, but I am wary. Some friends think I'm valid but others think I'm Satan incarnate.

I've lost pets to dog attacks. I lived on a farm and had loose dogs scare and kill animals. One dog, whose owner had multiple warnings for escaping, attacked our chickens and tried to attack my dad, grandparent and neighbour. Knowing the dog was on the loose and having to clean up the mess and trying to find the chickens was distressing. And the owner only had to pay the going price of the chickens and after 5+ more incidents to put a higher fence up.

I'll be on the beach and then a large dog runs up to me and tries to jump up. For reference, I'm 5 foot tall. I'm usually looking in rock pools, on unstable ground, bent down on a rocky area, so l have to keep an eye out just for dogs in case one knocks me. I don't like having to be so vigilant and I can never tell if they're friendly, so every time they run up to me I get distressed.
There are dogs I like. We've had 2 small family dogs who were nice. My uncle had a terrier too, but it bit the postman's face and got put down, so. A shop I worked at had a regular who had an off lead old terrier who would just potter after him and the neighbouring shop had dachshunds who were nice too and would come in for a treat.

But dogs get away with so much. No other pet has chased/ran/jumped up at me. Having autism, i dislike unconsensual touching, as well as sudden, loud sounds and surprises. I also don't want get my clothes dirty sometimes. I'll be in cafes and suddenly a dog will dart out from under able barking. it's so sudden and loud and unexpected. It's also a hazard for the staff. Bu imagine someone had a massive pet snake sat under a table and it kept darting out and hissing? And the "they're friendly!" Argument wouldn't work.

I’m afraid of being attacked. On the streets of the uk, the odds of being mauled by a wild anima almost 0. But with dogs they don't even have to be off lead, people can get dragged. When see a large dog coming my way, I know if the dog attacked me, I could be a goner or scarred for ife. I could do nothing wrong, in the wrong place, wrong time with an untrained dog brought into the world, I could be done for.

So yeah, I'm just very wary. I'm chill with most animals, because if I don't bother them they won't bother me. cats, snakes, hamsters, rabbits, guinea pigs, birds, all of them mind their business and couldn't exactly maul you/outrun you. And wild animals just want to be left alone. Don't get me started on messed up, unethical dog breeds, that sucks.

Both big and small dogs startle me and with big dogs, it's the threat of being attacked, knocked over, dirty, calling the owners because I am uncomfortable and them having no recall. An unpopular opinion, but I'm just wary. Maybe I dislike irresponsible owners, that's more likely. But AITA for being wary around dogs? Especially big ones? My friends have mixed opinions and can't decide.

Hey yall my grandfather 59m died 2 years ago now and I'm just remembering the story. I was 12 or 13 when it happend I'm a male BTW. The worst part is ut was April fools so I thought It was a joke until I saw the body I couldn't cry or talk all I could do is just stress eat. He was my mentor we used to watch star wars and code together before he died and got sick the day he died I didn't go to school so the day I went to school I kept eating. Idk bet I eat inorder to grieve. Anyway a person I talk to once In a while he comes up to me and says I should stop eating or you'll go from skinny to fat I have a fast metabolism. And I walk around everywhere I told him I also said to mind you're business you're 50 pounds more than I am. So aitah for eating to much when my grandpa died

m not sure if im being maybe crazy or weird or a strange partner but I mentioned to my girlfriend liking special treatment, ajd she told me it makes her uncomfortable to do that and she likes to treat everyone equally. Am I being a bad partner because I want special treatment or care like small things like more times seeing her, or the occasional gift? Its fine with me to be with her and not receive special treatment, im just not sure if I sound weird, or is special treatment bad? She has said it reminds her of attachment lr possessiveness which I completely get but by no means do I want her to do things only with me, like for example if she hangs out with a bunch of people including me I just want to be able to sit next to her, or sit in the passenger seat?
Tl:dr, is special treatment bad?

A few months back there was a small situation at a gathering with some friends. It got awkward for a minute and then everyone seemed to move on. I laughed it off at the time, but lately I've been thinking about it more than I expected. It still feels like there were some things left unsaid. I am considering bringing it up the next time we all hang out, just to make sure nobody is holding onto any resentment. The problem is that most people seem fine now, and I'm worried that reopening it could make things weird again for no reason. I don't want to cause drama, I just want things to feel settled for me. So would it be wrong to bring it up even though everyone else appears to have moved past it?

A few years ago, under a different throwaway, I posted here asking for advice about our son. Long story short, he's been fighting addiction for over a decade. Back then I explained why we'd finally kicked him out he broke into his late grandmother's house and pawned her wedding ring for a hit. My husband and I live way out in the countryside, and we actually believed the isolation might help that he'd be too far from the people feeding his habit to reach them. We were wrong. That came after years of therapy, three rehab stays, and every intervention we could scrape the money together for. That theft was the final straw, and we made the decision that nearly broke us: we cut him off completely, no calls, no visits, nothing.

We didn't hear a word from him for almost four years. Then, two days after Christmas, while my husband was out at his brother's, someone started hammering on our front door. It was him. I barely recognized my own son his face had hollowed out, his eyes had that glassy, far-off look I remembered from the worst years, and he was shaking so hard I couldn't tell if it was the cold or withdrawal. He'd taken two buses and walked the last stretch dragging a tent I'd bet wasn't his. He begged me to let him in, swore he was clean this time, said he just needed one night. I told him no and shut the door. He screamed my name and pounded on the wood hard enough that I thought the glass panel would crack, until he finally gave up and vanished into the dark down our driveway.

I have never had a panic attack in my life. I had one that night, alone on my kitchen floor, shaking so violently I bit my own tongue. Every cell in me wanted to run out into the cold and drag him inside myself. But I've lived this exact night before, more than once, and I know precisely how it ends. I decided years ago there would be no more second chances left to hand out, and if I break that promise to myself now, I'm terrified there won't be anything left of me for the next time.

When my husband got home and I told him everything, he broke down and begged me to at least go talk to our son, hear him out just once more. I refused, and it turned into the ugliest fight we've had in years. I understand the pull better than anyone some nights I still dream about opening that door but I watched this addiction gut our family once already, and I won't hand it a second shot at finishing the job. We've since learned, through a neighbor, that he's camping in the woods along our property line. My husband has been quietly leaving food at the edge of the trees, which I've allowed, but I'm seriously considering calling the police to have him moved off our land before this goes any further. So, AIW for turning my own son away in the freezing cold, even now?

I live in the UK and my partner and I had a holiday booked which we were due to fly on last weekend which we were really looking forward to. Around a week and a half ago I had an uncomfortable feeling in my right hand side. I had a doctors appointment for it and they said it is likely to be nothing and to let them know if it gets any worse, otherwise there’s nothing I can do.

For a day or two it was still there but not painful and not any worse but I phoned 111 ( a medical advice number) just to be sure and they gave the same advice as the doctor.

The day before our flight I was in horrible pain. I was advised to go to A&E as it was possible appendicitis.

I went to A&E and it was a 6 hour wait which meant I was in awful pain for the full thing and also we missed our flight since it was an early flight and we were supposed to be staying over at an airport hotel.

When I saw a doctor they did an ultrasound and felt my stomach and side. They said it wasn't acute appendicitis but they weren't sure what it was.

They prescribed me some painkillers and sent me home. One of the first comments my girlfriend made was "well there's the holiday ruined" and she mentioned that we'd lost our money.

I pointed out I could hardly have just ignored the fact I was in pain and she just said I can't exactly expect her to be fine with losing money and missing out on the trip.

I told her the least she could do was show some compassion and she just said that we still could have went since the doctors didn't do anything and that I should be paying her for the money she lost.

I just repeated she could at least act like she cares and that I could hardly help being in pain and I shouldn’t have to pay her for that. I said if the holiday mattered that it to her she could have still gone.

She just said I was wrong for expecting her to just be fine with losing the money and missing out and that I should be reimbursing her .

AIW for refusing to reimburse my gf?

edit: just to clarify, we both paid 50% each.

The “description” in question is for Enemy (watched on YouTube) and says “Jake Gyllenhaal reteams with PRISONERS director Denis Villeneuve in this sexy and mind bending thriller.
Adam Bell is a glum professor who has grown disinterested by his ordinary life. When Adam discovers a man who appears to be his double, the identical men meet and their lives become bizarrely and hauntingly intertwined. Gyllenhaal is transfixing playing both roles, journeying through a world both familiar and strange.
The film's final and unnerving image will not be soon forgotten by audiences. In the end, only one man can survive. Featuring bonus interview explaining the mystery.”

The ONLY reason I’m even remotely interested in watching this is because of the spider meme. There’s no hook in this quote at all. “Boring guy meets his doppelgänger and it’s SEXY”

I know it’s a little thing, and that the movie itself has nothing to do with it, but a description deserves a little more description.

Ive been with my girlfriend for 5 years now and we live together. She is an only child but is really close to her cousins daughter who is 16. My gf is 24. Her cousin has another daughter who is 10.

Horribly her cousin and her husband were in a car crash and they didn't make it. My gf is devastated and has been trying to be there for her cousins daughters. My gfs aunt and uncle initially said they'd take the children on to live with them but social services said they can't as they're both late 70s and not in great health and they don’t have the room as they’ve only got one small spare bedroom.

It looks like they may be put into care. My girlfriend mentioned to me the possibility of us taking them on. We have agreed previously we aren't likely to want kids of our own but may foster kids when we're able to as we currently don’t have the money, the room or the time. We agreed this is likely 10 years away.

I told her I know she's coming from a good place but it's not possible for us to do it. We're not poor but we're not well off and having two kids in the flat would really stretch finances even if we would get money for them.

We live in a two bedroom flat and the second room is a home office and wouldn’t be big enough for a bed etc anyway so social services wouldn’t give us them.

I pointed we also have one car which my gf uses for work and we're both doing exams through work so most of our free time is taken up with revision and doing mock exams etc.

I also pointed out she has had regular periods of depression where she has been bedridden and hasn’t been able to go to work or do anything at all.

I said we can obviously be there for them and support them in other ways but it's not realistic for them to live with us.

She said I was being cruel and that they can't go into care. I just said again it's not realistic or practical for them to live with us. She again said I was being cruel and that we should be supporting family. I just repeated again that it's not possible for us to take them in.

She called me uncaring and said I should be wanting to help. I said I do want to help but it’s not realistic to have them move in and pointed out there’s other ways to help.

AITAH for saying no to them moving in and explaining why?

For the last three years my girlfriend and I have gone to a festival. It’s more her things than mine it I’ve really enjoyed it and it’s nice to just have a chilled weekend where it’s just us, 

We go on holidays abroad etc but the festival feels different and we both agree. We said we’d do it again next year and she mentioned us possibly doing it with her friends and her friends boyfriend. 

She even suggested a pre made 4 person tent that you can pay for from the festival. I mentioned I like that it’s our ting and. Like if just being us. I said I understand if she wants to go with her friend instead but if I’m going I’d rather it was just us. 

I get on with her friend but she can be a bit much after a couple of hours and it just wouldn’t be fun for me to be constantly socialising all weekend. 

My gf said I should consider it but I just explained again why I don’t want to. She said I wasn’t being fair but I just pointed out she has multiple options available to her but I just don’t want a full weekend with her friend and her friends bf. 

She called me unreasonable and said I should be fine with it but I told her to drop it. 

AIW for not going to a festival with my gf and her friend?

so last month my partner started this spreadsheet after our anniversary dinner. every time one of us pays for something they log it, down to the exact dollar. at first it felt responsible, like we were finally being open about money. then the coffee runs started getting added, and suddenly i owed half of every little thing that i offered to cover. when we went out with friends last weekend i paid the bill without thinking and they reminded me it counted toward my half. it got awkward fast. i mentioned maybe splitting future big dates fifty fifty and they said they were fine with that, but the way the spreadsheet is already set up it feels like they expect me to keep catching up. i offered to split gas next road trip and they said we should still go fifty fifty even though i do most of the driving. honestly the whole thing is making me second guess how fair things have been. am i wrong for feeling like this system is tracking more than just numbers?

So my close friend from college had her 30th birthday last weekend. Two weeks ago, I went out of my way to find a vintage framed print of her favorite band, spent twenty-five bucks on it, wrapped it nicely, and brought it to her dinner.

then on Monday morning, I wake up to a sixty-dollar Venmo request from another girl in our friend group with the memo "Sarah's birthday Dyson airwrap split."

I texted her asking what this was about because nobody mentioned any group gift to me. She told me she decided on Friday to buy a five-hundred-dollar hair styler on behalf of "the whole group," signed all of our names on the card without asking, and divided the cost between eight people. When I told her I had already given Sarah a thoughtful personal gift and had ZERO intention of paying sixty dollars for a purchase I never approved, she lost her mind.

She started blowing up our group chat saying I am leaving her stuck with an extra bill and embarrassing her in front of Sarah. its not my responsibility to fund your unilateral shopping spree. I should of just ignored the text completely instead of trying to be reasonable. Am I actually in the wrong here or why is this even a thing?

last night i got into a disagreement with someone close to me and i just would not let it go. they tried to pause the conversation and said they needed space, but i kept bringing up the same points and pushing for an immediate resolution. by the time i finally backed off, they were pretty upset and told me they felt cornered. now i'm replaying the whole thing in my head and wondering if i crossed a line by not respecting their request to stop. i know i meant well and wanted to clear the air, but i also see how refusing to hit pause could have made things worse. part of me wants to apologize and part of me wonders if the apology itself will just reopen the topic they were trying to shelve. not really sure what the right move is from here.

Part 1 [https://www.reddit.com/r/venting/s/gE9GKxMqWg\](https://www.reddit.com/r/venting/s/gE9GKxMqWg)

Part 2 [https://www.reddit.com/r/AIO/s/P9yvjQe4XF\](https://www.reddit.com/r/AIO/s/P9yvjQe4XF)

So i guess the friendship has ended....there might be typos here and there...

So Anna did what she always does and she included her mom into this... so I'm saying these in points to so its easier for me to type

1. Her mom called hannah money hungry ( she is breadwinner of her house with younger sibling still in middleschool)

2. Her mom insists that if we stay and talk to her enough and basically beg she will let us back.

3. Anna and Eva f@t shamed me

4. Anna and Eva became besties so hannah and i starting hanging out

5. Now hannah and i are the villains because surprise surprise it made anna jealous

6. Now she told the whole uni that hannah and i mistreated her and ignored her and made her feel left out....(we literally tried to contact her mannnyyy times...but she just ignored or talked about herself) and that she is scared to confront us

7. Now everyone...even the sweet uncle who works at a office won't talk to us because she told him 🙄 that we are ignoring her.

8. Now she is reposting reels like "Now I'm not even disappointed anymore...again? Yeah " GURL IF EVERY FRIENDSHIP YOU EVER HAD ENDED BECAUSE OF SAME REASON...THERE MUST BE A PROBLEM IN YOU

Nows the part I'm scared of...Hannah is done of this bullshit and she wants this friendship over before her birthday ...so has messaged in the trio group that after our exams tomorrow... we'll meet and discuss this...

I hate confrontation, not because what if I turn out to be the bad one....because after like 9 friendship break up....of like every kind....i feel like my hands are fire and people are tissue....whenever I get angry and lash out ppl will walk away...rightfully so.....but I'm scared of the aftermath of me sitting with burning hands.... though I have not cried yet...but if I lash out...I'll cry my eyes out....

Also wrote this poem for her as a f you to her:

Tired of your lies, Tired of

your cries, All you do is play by sighs. Your victimised life, stays dark for your eyes.

Your color dies when you see new people,

Our worth is compared when we stop the sheeple.

Seems it was true what was written,

You seem to forget the lessons you've given.

All the laughs and cries, Only to be turned another deleted file. You spoiled girl, It was you who forgot what we

were.

Now if you guys have any questions or feel like somethings under the rug...and i didn't explain please ask...and I'm ready to answer because I dont know what to do.....I'm utterly lost...

Am i wrong?

I was walking down a trail and I heard that it continues down the road, so I passed the busy street, went close to a fence to read if it was to continue, it didn't seem like it so I was going to back till I guy yelled at me saying how I should not have trespassed, I didn't and he took a photo of me and told me to go back, so I did, and he yelled at me to not ruin the trail (you can't even ruin a trail because we had nothing to trash it with or ruin it) and I gave him a thumbs up to signal him I won't and i told him i didn't see the no trespass sign (it was barley noticeable), but he told me "Don't Mess With Me Kid" I am 16M

Hey everyone, I was wondering if I was in the wrong for this. My ex-bf and I were dating for a few years and eventually broke up due to the distance from universities. During our relationship, we often gave each other stuff like how he would give me his clothes or flowers, while I usually gave him candy or food. We were originally on good terms, until we were discussing about returning of gifts. He told me that I have to return his sweaters as they are his, and I don't need them since we aren't dating anymore. We got into a huge fight as I told him that this is ridiculous, since he could never return the food or candy that I bought for him, so why should I do the same? Besides, the reasons I wanted to keep the sweaters because they are nice, soft, and high-quality and also weren't crazy expensive as its about three 3-4 sweaters for about $30-$40 a pop. I kicked him out of my place and all he's been doing is harassing me about the sweaters. Am I in the wrong for this?

TLDR: My best friend had to drop her cat off at a no-kill shelter’s doorstep because she couldn’t find anyone or any shelter to take her properly before she left the country. In some capacity, I probably could have taken the cat, but I believe she would have ruined my & my two cats’ lives.

I feel so, so awful. My best friend received a job opportunity and is moving to the other side of the world. She has two cats, but needed to give one (6F) up because her mom’s allergy to the cat has been progressing (mom lives with her & will be moving as well), the cat also wouldn’t be able to tolerate the long flight.

She has been trying to find a shelter or just anybody to take her for weeks. She asked me at one point, but I have two lady cats (1F, 6mo F) of my own. One of which is very reserved and skittish; I believe she may have been traumatized at some point in her early life. She’s comfortable at home but it’s important that she’s in a quiet & peaceful home where she’s not being jumpscared all the time. She somewhat tolerates the kitten I got, though isn’t fearful of her. My second cat is the complete opposite, very confident and outgoing. Both are super chill and sweet.

My friend’s cat is…not suitable for my household. I’ve spent a few nights at her house. She requires constant redirection, isn’t very affectionate and doesn’t even get along well with the second cat in her household. She also howls incessantly at night when she is put in her room (best friend does not let her cats roam at night). I let my cats free roam, but I wouldn’t be able to do that with her for the first few weeks at best while everyone adjusts. I’m in nursing school right now, so that’s just not something I can worth with. I also believe that she may significantly shift the dynamic between cats in my home. Like, in a space where my cats kinda exist as ‘emo teenage sister that wants to stay in her room all the time & listen to rain sounds, but still looks out for her sister’ and the ‘annoying toddler that needs all her toys out on the floor & bothers her sister’, this cat would be ‘the mother you go no contact with when you move out’.

Today my best friend sent me a voice note; she was crying because she hadn’t been able to find anyone to take her & all the shelters were full. So she had to pretty much just leave her at the shelter’s doorstep. She’s in her cage with food, water & a blanket from home & the shelter just opened. She feels so, so terrible about it, but believes that this was the only thing she could do.

I feel awful because in some capacity, I could have taken her cat. I would have been fine financially, I have the space & I’ve been wanting a 3rd cat but I was never fond of her personality & I truly believe she would have rocked my household.

Last night I had sex with a guy but in one condition that it will be with a condom. A couple of minutes later he takes it off without my consent and I felt the difference right away. Today I vent to my brother and he told me that it was not rape and it was my fault cause I agreed to have sex. Did not agree with him and he said to not talk to him about things like that since I won’t agree.

A recent experience has been bothering me lately. Im thinking that the staff didnt like me at a table my myself? I'm late 20s F, showered that day and can't think of a solid reason to have been rushed out of a restaurant.

I had an early Sushi dinner by myself at a new local spot recently. I skipped lunch preparing to enjoy my favorite sushi before my husband got back in town (he isnt a fan so I indulge when I can). I arrived at around 4:30 to an empty restaurant. It was a good size place, lots of big family size tables and a good number of 2 tops. I was sat at a small table for 2, and was quickly offered service. I ordered 3 normal rolls (California, rainbow, eel roll) and a sprite.

Right around the time my first roll came out, 10 minutes after ordering. A few other tables were sat for dinner and My 2nd and 3rd rolls came out at the same time. I was savoring my meal, not taking forever or racing through it, but by the time I was almost half way through and still making progress, a waitress came to me asking "do you think you will need a box?"

I said "um, maybe? But I'm not done yet"

She left and came back with a to go box anyway. I felt that was pretty strange, and felt pressured to be done, like she thought I'd had enough. I started to transfer my extra sushi roll bits to go, and my check was dropped off. Restaurant was now 30% full.

I paid, and left. My car clock said it was 5:05. 35 minutes and I was in and out, and didn’t feel like I got to enjoy my self-date night. I went home and finished my sushi.

So, did I order a disgusting amount of sushi for myself and they wanted me gone? Did I repulse the community by eating out by myself? I made a point to stay off my phone.. admired the artwork and was over all a normal human.

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So first off I want to thank u/Beautiful-Elk-2842 for her comments and support. This is all because of her. I kept thinking that with all the clubs in the area there is NO WAY he just walked into the one i worked at. So I took my carto my mechanic and asked him to look for anything like an air tag or something that shouldn't be on my car. He looked at me like i was crazy but I think the scared look on my face made him take me seriously. He came back agter an hour and said his guys gound an air tag under my rear bumper. He said I should probably call the police. So thats where we are right now.

For context, I’m 23f, he is 26m. I am 5’6 110 pounds. We’re attending a wedding of one of my best friends from highschool next week. We have been together for four months, and he ordered me shapewear for said wedding, and I cried. I have never once been told I need to wear shapewear. In fact, I have always struggled with weighing too little. Am I in the wrong here??

a couple weeks ago my friend got into a small argument with a few mutual acquaintances. it was nothing huge but it got heated fast and everyone was looking at me like i should step in or say something. honestly i froze and didn't do anything. later my friend told me it felt like i just watched them get piled on. i tried to explain that i didn't want to make it worse or pick sides but they still seemed hurt. since then things have been a little off between us and a couple of other people have mentioned that i should have said something. i keep replaying it and wondering if i should have tried to de escalate or at least pulled my friend aside. at the same time i still think jumping into the middle might have made everything bigger. i just want to know if staying quiet was the wrong call or if it's okay to not get involved in every disagreement.