For as long as I can remember, my family has had a kids table at every holiday and big family dinner. Growing up it made sense there were like eight of us cousins and only one dining table that seats ten. As the older kids became adults, they'd graduate to the "adult table, usually once they hit their twenties or got married.

I'm 26. My cousin Tyler is 24 and got moved to the adult table last Thanksgiving because he got engaged. My cousin Chloe is 22, unmarried, and got moved up two years ago because she started working full-time and my aunt decided that counted. I'm 26, have had a full-time job since I was 23, own my own car, pay my own rent, and I'm still getting seated at a folding table in the den with the actual children, some of whom are under ten.

I brought this up gently to my mom a few months ago, kind of joking, and she laughed it off and said "oh you know how Aunt Denise is, don't make it a thing. So I let it go. Then at our Labor Day cookout last weekend, seating got assigned again, and I found myself at the kids' table between my seven-year-old nephew and a booster seat, while Chloe and Tyler sat at the adult table discussing mortgage rates.

I decided enough was enough. I quietly picked up my plate and sat down in an empty chair at the adult table instead. My Aunt Denise, who organizes seating every year like it's a wedding, noticed immediately and asked me, in front of everyone, to go back to where I was supposed to be sitting because the kids' table was short a chair without me. I said, calmly, that I'm 26 and I'd rather sit with people closer to my age, and that I didn't think that was an unreasonable thing to want.

She got visibly annoyed and said I was making a scene over a chair and that the seating has never been about age, it's about who's settled. I pointed out that Chloe is younger than me and unmarried and got moved up for having a job, which I've also had for three years. Denise didn't really have an answer for that, just said we'd talk about it later, which we did not do, because she spent the rest of the cookout being noticeably cold toward me.

My mom later told me I embarrassed Denise in front of everyone and that I should have just pulled her aside privately instead of switching seats in front of the whole family. My older cousin Ryan texted me afterward saying he thought it was funny and honestly overdue, but a few of my other relatives have been kind of quiet with me since.

I don't think wanting to sit with adults at 26 is some wild demand, but I also get that publicly relocating myself mid-dinner probably wasn't the smoothest way to handle it.

AITA?

Found a post with a similar situation as mine. Might as well share my scenario. My mother(46F) and I (26M) were extremely close growing up considering the fact that my father died when I was 3 years old.

But our relationship changed several years ago when I caught her secretly caught her with one of my close friends from college. They eventually came clean about the relationship that was going on for six months. My mother insisted that she loved him and wasn’t going to end the relationship.
She asked me to give them a chance for her happiness. I reluctantly did, which I regret till this day.

My mother increasingly prioritized him over me. Plans with me were frequently canceled for him, important moments became about him, and eventually they got engaged. I still attended their wedding because she was my mother, even though the entire experience was incredibly painful and humiliating.

This is probably the biggest accomplishment of my life. Medical school was incredibly difficult, and there were many times when I needed support. My mother wasn’t really there for most of it. She was much more involved with her husband and their life together.

When graduation invitations came around, I had a limited number of seats.
I decided not to invite my mother.
I invited people who had actually been there for me throughout medical school—my fiancé , grandparents and a couple of close friends who supported me through exams, applications, clinical rotations, and everything else.
My mother found out when she saw pictures of the invitations.
She was devastated. She called me crying and asked how I come I didn’t invite her. She said that regardless of what happened between us, she was still my mother and deserved to witness one of the biggest accomplishments of my life. I told her that I wasn’t trying to punish her. I simply didn’t want someone at my graduation who I no longer have a close relationship with.

She said that was a lie because I was deliberately excluding her to hurt her. She also pointed out that I attended her wedding despite being uncomfortable, and said she had supported my decision to pursue medicine even if she wasn’t always physically present. I told her attending her wedding was something I chose to do for her. I don’t think that means she automatically gets an invitation to every major milestone in my life.
She called me selfish and said that I was throwing away our relationship over something that happened years ago and that her husband isn’t going anywhere.

Now some relatives are telling me that I was being unnecessarily cruel. They say my mother finally did something for herself, but she’s still my mother, and excluding her from my medical-school graduation is something I’ll regret forever.
Others such as my fiancé brought up the fact that she could have found companionship with someone who wasn’t my friend or peer. Everything she did after that makes it more than justified to not invite her for any future milestones.

This is probably the most ridiculous thing I've ever typed.

Last year my family (Me, M40, my wife, also 40, and our 7 year old daughter "Becca") moved into our forever home. It is a Victorian house around 150 years old.

Becca is a VERY imaginative child. She loves fairies, unicorns, ghosts, cryptids and all those kinds of things. She also plays pretty intense make believe games, draws vivid pictures, has an imaginary friend, the whole nine yards. We did ask her pediatrician about it at her last yearly checkup just to be on the safe side because she's so... colorful with it, but he said there was nothing concerning and Becca seems well adjusted and happy- we agree.

Since moving, Becca insists that a ghost lives in our house as well. It's apparently a nice ghost and hasn't caused any mischief so we said sure it can stay.

My brother's gf "Amy" (30's) is religious and it wasn't a problem, until she heard Becca talk about our "ghost". Then it was suddenly "your new house has evil energy" and "can I pray for you" and "I don't know if I feel comfortable in your house."

I don't want this type of talk around my child, and it's starting to feel like she's judging our parenting. Amy will not stop, despite us telling her it is quite clearly the musings of a seven year old who also thinks that a fairy lives in our garden.

We're having a Labor Day bbq this evening. Amy was on another one of her tangents last week and I texted her and my brother together saying "if she's taking my 7 year old at face value that our house is "haunted" and it's that scary, Amy doesn't need to come to the party. We'll see her for dads birthday at the end of the month."

That went over spectacularly, of course. Amy reacted so negatively that my brother actually started defending us, and I think their relationship might be over. I feel badly about that and only that, and that's why am asking- should I just have ignored Amy? AITA?

EDIT- Amy said that our house either had something demonic or, if Becca truly made it up, we're allowing her to believe in things that will ruin her.

My wife also asked me to include this, just to drive home how insane Amy is being. Becca spends hours playing with American Girl dolls and has two historical characters. One, I'm not sure of her name, is from the revolutionary war and Becca loves to have her be a "spy". Amy said that was teaching her to be "sneaky."

My boyfriend and I took our 3-year old daughter to a water park today. We were trying to find a table to briefly eat lunch and nothing was available. I decided I would carefully move another family's bag and lunch box to the edge of the table since they were elsewhere in the park and for who knows how long, so we could sit and eat for a little while. After 5 mins or so, they came back and sat down next to us, saying nothing. I said, "Sorry, there was no where else to eat at a table and we figured no one was sitting here." The wife/mother of the family said that they had been there since the park opened and we should go try to find seating elsewhere. She also argued that everyone else was leaving their bags at tables unattended and we should try to get here earlier next time. I mentioned that the park has cabanas and day beds for purchase for people that want to have reserved seating for the whole day. She could not care less what I had to say. The husband/father started inching closer next to my boyfriend and crowding him. We left and got some snacks to eat on a bench while our daughter finished eating in the stroller wagon.

AITA for moving their stuff and trying to use the table? My opinion is that the tables are meant to be used intermittently for mealtimes and then vacated so others can use them. Others seem to be of the mindset that they can camp out all day at a space just because their stuff is there. What's your opinion?

For context me and another one of my friends let's say A were talking in a group chat about new music that was out this current week, and I told him about Lisa from blackpinks new single saWaDiKa. I even sent him a clip of the music video of my favourite part, then my other friend b comes in and replies saying oh well that's Haram and you shouldn't wear that it's not appropriate and I was upset at him because I defend my favourite female artists rabidly (like Tate McRae) as I know how unfair the music industry is towards female artists. I told him very bluntly he was being extremely unreasonable because, A. Lisa is not Muslim. B. she's a public figure and can express herself how she wants in her art. C. it's rude as hell to go out policing other women's clothes or bodies, it's their choice what they choose to wear not yours. He got extremely mad and angry at me to the point where even my friend (a) had to back me up and tell (b) to calm down now he doesn't want to speak with me and it's like okay dude (I'm sure he'll get over it in a week or so) I'm just wondering if I went to hard on him like a seperate friend who wasn't there when it happened thought I did.

(Side note) This isn't the first time we've had huge arguments over different viewpoints, me and him had a huge argument not that long ago, with maybe three or four other people on my side telling him what he was saying about the LGBTQ community was disrespectful and rude but again same reaction as what happened today.

My wife and I were walking into an ice cream shop on Yonge St in Toronto, after my wife walked in I held the door open for a couple. As they walked past me they didn’t say thank you so I proceeded to say you’re welcome sarcastically. The husband turns around and says “ what?” and I said you didn’t say thank you after I held the door open for you. He then proceeds to say “ You better look after yourself” and I end it with telling him to watch his fucking mouth.
I’m a firm believer in common courtesy despite being a bit of an asshole but I do know how to function in a society. AITA???

I get married in 3 months to the love of my life. My fiance and I have been super busy with planning everything with what will hopefully be one of the happiest days of our lives. Unfortunately, things haven’t gone as smooth as either of us have anticipated… and for in my opinion, such a stupid reason. From the get-go, my fiancée and I have agreed that we wouldn’t serve alcohol at our wedding, and I thought this would be such a simple thing that people could understand.

Not to give a sob story, but alcohol has taken a LOT from me. About a year ago, my brother was struck and killed by a drunk driver while he was out walking his dog. Needless to say, it was absolutely tragic, and something I never wish upon anyone. Furthermore, my father passed away a couple years back after liver failure from pretty much drinking himself to death. While I try my best not to judge people, when it comes to drinking unfortunately, I feel that it is nothing more than poison.

I believe that it should be expected that adults not get completely shit faced at events such as weddings, but unfortunately, my fiancée’s family doesn’t seem to have that same expectation. At her sister’s wedding, her parents were WASTED, and many of her family ended up also getting way too happy from drinking.

I’ve expressed numerous times to my fiancée’s parents that I want NO alcohol served at my wedding, and explained my brother being taken by it as the main reason, but they don’t seem to like that idea. They’ve said numerous times that it will dampen the mood, and leave people with a bad memory, and insist that there be an open bar.

While I am grateful for them footing some of the the bill, I honestly wish they would have never offered. Tonight, I told her dad that once again, I don’t want any alcohol served. I even got quotes for a milkshake and custom soda bar, but they said that sounds incredibly childish, and would be disrespectful to the people who bring a wedding gift.

So now I’m here, obviously on an anonymous Reddit account because I’m curious if I’m being unreasonable. AITA for not wanting anything to do with alcohol at my wedding?

Hi everyone, so this might sound like emotional rambling because I've just had a baby myself 3 months ago.

I guess I'm feeling kind of petty and would like to know if I'm the asshole. So I've been married for 7 years and I have 3 little kids under the age of 5. Very early on I came to realize that I am the only one that makes an effort when it came to having a relationship with my SIL. I would message to hang out or do something fun for my husband's birthday. It came to a stage where I decided to just stop giving 100% whilst receiving nothing.

I've had 3 c- sections and only my MIL and FIL had come to the hospital to see us. None of my husbands siblings came.

My SIL specifically never messages or calls the kids neither did she come to the hospital to visit or even congratulate us for any of our kids.

Now that she has a baby. It was posted on the family group the hospital visiting hours indirectly saying that everyone should go see her and the baby.

My MIL called to indirectly say we should come, she even called my mum to say she must come and bring all of my aunts who's she's met like twice to come and see her grandchild.

These are the same people who ​did not come for any of my siblings when they had kids.

I feel like there's a lack of regard of my husband, me and my children. I feel like I should never subject my children to unjust treament

I didn't go, neither did I message or call. Am I being too petty? ​

My (35) boyfriend (39) dated a woman “Halle” (39) for 6.5 years. They lived together, had a dog together, and had amazing adventures together. In general, I don’t have issues with their past. He’d been broken up for almost 2 years when we met. We’ve been together over a year and I feel pretty secure in our relationship.

However, he still has her saved as a nickname with a heart emoji in his phone. And on his birthday because she was in town for a short period, he got drinks with her for 3 hours and then called me while with her to see if he should invite her to the birthday drinks we were doing with friends later that evening so I could meet her. (I haven’t met her yet.) I said no and that I’d prefer to meet her another time.

It’s a few days later and we are on vacation in a city he knows well. But everything he wants to do has a story tied to Halle with it. “We did this” and “we did that”. It’s getting frustrating so I asked if we could do some things together he hasn’t done here before to explore new things together. He was pretty dismissive of that so I was direct and said I didn’t want to hear more Halle stories or do things he just remembers doing with her. He said these are things he loves to do, not things that center around her.

AITA for not wanting to do his favorite things and create new memories?

Updated to include:
My name is very close to hers. Think Hailey vs. Halle.
And my dog’s name is also nearly the same as her (their) dog who passed: think Rosie vs. Rosa.

My ex and I have a 12 year old daughter, Sofia. Sofia primarily lives with me but she sees her dad and his new wife every other weekend.

Sofia is pretty free range. She has school and goes to dance class 3 days a week but the rest of the time she’s able to ride her bike to her friend’s house, visit “downtown” (one strip of shops and restaurants with a movie theater that’s only open on weekends during the school year), or go down to the lake. She has a watch that allows me to track her location and it allows her to call me, my friend, and her dad and an electric bike that’ll get her wherever she needs to go. She knows where she is and isn’t allowed to go and to be home by the time I get home from work. Plus, we live in a town of 2500. Nothing happens here and if it did, it wouldn’t take her long to find an adult that she knows to bring her to my work or drop her off at home.

Sofia’s dad does not like that I give Sofia this much freedom. He thinks I should have someone pick Sofia up from school (I do when she has dance, when she doesn’t she rides her bike) and keep an eye on her while I’m at work.

Sofia’s dad lives in an average sized city about an hour away. He sees 15 year olds with nannies and thinks every kid should have 24/7 supervision like that, which then causes arguments when he refuses to let her walk to her friend’s house 2 blocks away or take her bike anywhere other than family bike rides.

The 2 weeks Sofia spent with her dad before school really made this whole thing worse. I stopped putting Sofia in camp last summer. Last year the rule was she could stay home, go to the library, go to the park, or go to her friend‘s house. No bodies of water or downtown without an adult. She did great so this year I gave her $50/week to entertain herself and told her to have fun, don’t do anything stupid, and be home by dinner. I didn’t put any restrictions on where she could go and what she could do other than no leaving town and don’t do anything stupid. She had a blast and I never heard about her doing anything stupid. Her dad had her in full day camps at their local elementary school both weeks. Sofia hated it and fought with her dad for the entire 2 weeks.

Now Sofia’s dad is insisting that I need to give her less independence because me giving her free rein is hurting their relationship. I told him to try giving her some independence but he refuses because it wouldn’t be fair to his wife’s kids to have different rules and her being unsupervised makes his wife anxious and she just cares about Sofia’s safety, so it’s my job to fix it.

I told him he’s going to have to figure out how to make Sofia like him without me changing the way I parent and now all of a sudden he wants full custody because I’m trying to sabotage his relationship with his kid.

So I (27F) live with my sister(22F) and her boyfriend(23M). We rent a place together in our area and divide all cost.

Tonight I was cooking dinner and heard the front door open, since my sister and her boyfriend were both home I asked my sister who it was and she say R(boyfriend)’s brother. And I asked if he had a key and she glared at me and told me not to make a scene.

We have had this argument before. During Christmas while I was staying with our parents, they both came for the holiday and told me they had given a key to R’s brother and I asked why I wasn’t consulted and sister said I wasn’t home so she didn’t need to ask me. I said I didn’t know this guy and I don’t know how comfortable I am with her giving out keys without even asking or telling me before hand. She repeated that I wasn’t there so it wasn’t any of my business who she gave a key too. I said it was my apartment, my stuff is there and I sleep there. It blew into a whole argument with my mom on my side and both of them (sister and R) growing angrier by the minute.

The thing is, I don’t know this guy. I have had maybe two conversations with him at a party where he was very drunk and maybe a lot of advances in girls who did not want them. And other than that, I wasn’t even told someone had a key to our apartment, I wasn’t even texted. They probably wouldn’t have told me if they hadn’t mentioned he would be sleeping over while we were at my parents. They said it was just for the holiday so I let it go. But obviously he still has a key.

Everyone I talk to seems to thing I am blowing it out of proportion. My mom now says, it would be like me having a key to my sister’s place (if her roommates didn’t know I wouldn’t be okay with that either!), my sister and R are saying I am acting like his brother is a criminal.

I am pissed I wasn’t consulted or even given a warning. But maybe I am paranoid.

Am I being an asshole for not wanting a guy I don’t know to have a key to my apartment.

My mom and I went to a family dinner last night, and it ended with me yelling at her in the parking lot.

For context, I (15F) strongly believe in treating people respectfully. My stepfather, “Drew,” can be very condescending toward people he thinks aren’t as smart as him, and I feel like my mom has picked up some of this behavior.

At the restaurant, we were seated in a large booth in a back corner. I thought it was cozy, but my mom and older brother complained about facing a wall and feeling cut off. Drew refused to sit down and asked for another table.

The employees explained that they had a large reservation coming in and couldn’t immediately move us. Drew stormed back and announced, “We are not eating here,” ranting about the “horrible service.” We got up to leave, and he and my mom complained to the employees on the way out. People were staring. The manager came over and found us another table. While he did, I quietly apologized to the hosts for my family’s behavior.

During dinner, my family continued complaining about how “rude” the employees had been. Meanwhile, our waiter went out of his way to make sure we were happy, and the manager gave us free dessert and comped our entire meal. This made me feel worse because I didn’t think the employees had done anything wrong.

I stayed quiet because I was tired and upset. My mom kept asking what was wrong and eventually took me outside. I started crying and told her I thought my family had treated the employees terribly and that we didn’t deserve the extra treatment.

She got defensive, and I told her they didn’t get to act like they were better than everyone else. I said I wanted my older brother to take me back to my dad’s house instead. I live primarily with my dad and visit my mom. She refused, saying I was only 15 and couldn’t make that demand, and sent my brother home without me.

That’s when I started yelling. She told me her house was my home too and that I was hurting her feelings. I’ve told her before that I hate staying there because of Drew, although I’ve also told her it isn’t because of her. I refused to call it my home.

She started comparing my problems to her much harder childhood. I responded, “I’m sorry my childhood wasn’t as hard as yours, but that doesn’t mean I don’t get to be upset,” and said I didn’t want to live with selfish people.

We argued for about 15 minutes before I agreed to go with her. She apologized afterward, and I said I wouldn’t interact with Drew. When we got home, I went straight to bed.

I later apologized to my mom for yelling but told her I stood by what I said about how the employees were treated. This also wasn’t the first time I’ve felt my family treated people unfairly.

I know yelling was wrong, and I feel bad about that. But I believe people deserve to be treated like people, regardless of whether they can give you exactly what you want.

AITA?

*edit: thanked her praying for my achievements

I 18F finally got into my first choice uni after being placed on hold for a month. Last night while eating dinner with my mother, she randomly brought up the "fact" (with a smirk too) that I couldn't have possibly been accepted by my current uni if it weren't all thanks to her praying everyday. Her statement didn't sit well with me and I told her it was disrespectful to the hours I spent getting A's, working extracurriculars and other essential uni prep work I did alone. However, she immediately picked up her phone and pretended to scroll the entire time I was trying to reason, I knew all my words were going in her left ear and out the right so I left the restaurant. I had told her multiple times that she's free to believe whatever she wants as long as it doesn't involve me, AITA?

Am I the asshole for putting a bowl of water out for my neighbors dog that was chained to a runner for 6 hours in the sun? We have lived next to this neighbors for almost 2 years and have never spoken, only a wave here or there.

For the most part they keep their heads down if they see us outside, giving little opportunity to try and talk. For the most part my next door neighbors leave their dog on a runner when the weather is moderate for a few hours here and there and usually check on her.

Today was sunny and hot, around a high of 78 degrees Fahrenheit not a cloud in the sky. They brought their dog outside around noon. My fiance and I were outside when they brought the dog out and the entire afternoon we were doing yard work and not once over this 6 hour period of time did they bring it in, give it water or check on it. In addition, they do not have any shade for this dog to sit in. I had enough when I saw the poor thing trying to adjust itself under some shade from a leafless branch above. Providing less than a foot of shade for it to sit in. I decided to put a bowl of water out for it because I was worried something may happen to it.

I didn’t know if they were home or not and didn’t want to cause a scene by knocking on their door. About an hour after we put the water out, the neighbors brought the dog in and gave an extemely mean look and stared us down for an uncomfortable amount of time. Clearly they were upset or embarrassed by my actions. We didn’t want to go down the route of calling the police for animal neglect, so we thought this was the next best thing.

I (18f) went to a club with my friends. I invited my friend who we will call Sara and we ended up talking to this girl that I will call Emily. Emily, who is older than both of us, invited both to her apartment to have a “sleepover” and just get drunk and hang out. My boyfriend’s mom had passed away less than 2 weeks before that. He had been going through an absolutely horrible time considering that he doesn’t have many friends and he can’t rely on his family whatsoever. Meaning that his dad is never home and was barely there to even have one discussion with him about it. His brother isn’t either and is too mentally ill to actually be somebody to rely on. I’ve known him for years as a close friend and we started dating around a year ago. So when he texted and called me, crying, saying he just really wanted me to be there for him, I even started to cry too and both of these girls witnessed it and asked me what was wrong.

I told them about the situation already pretty drunk and told them I was going to uber to his house to be with him and that I was very sorry to be leaving them but I needed to go and be there for him. Both of them proceeded to try and convince me to stay because my boyfriend was being “an asshole” by tearing me away from my friends. Ultimately this was the first time I had officially hung out with this girl Emily. I was an hour away from my home and I wanted to be there for my boyfriend more than hang out with these girls. Both of them. Including my friend Sara who is known for a year, proceeded to get mad at me and ignore me. I brought the vodka that I had bought and both of them started arguing with me to at least leave it because I was “abandoning them”. I ended up leaving it with them and pouring myself one of those very small plastic water bottles full of it.
I ubered to his house and stayed the night. Sara texted me in the morning telling me that Emily didn’t like me, that she was upset because not only did I leave but I took some of the alcohol. I was the one who bought it and I told both of them that I had left over half of the gallon I had bought which was almost 40 dollars. Sara told me that it was really weird and selfish that I decided to “leave your girlfriends for a man of all people” and that I had ruined my relationship with both of them. This just had me so frustrated because none of them have experienced anything near what my boyfriend is experiencing, and what I had to experience. I told them this and Sara told me that “if my boyfriend told me that, I would’ve told him to stop bothering me because i already made plans”. I feel like a shitty friend after both of them messaging me repeatedly berating me for what I had done. But I did not have it in me to not see my boyfriend because I love him so much. We’ve been through so much together and if I had to choose between him and a sleepover at some girls house I had only met once, I would choose him every time. Both of them told me that I was an unreliable person who would rather choose a man than her own friends and this whole thing has really been bothering me.

In an effort to cut a long story short, my dad is a veteran. He married my mom while he was on duty and moved her to where we currently reside. We’ve lived here all my life and I didn’t start meeting my mom’s side (her siblings or parents or my cousins) until I was maybe 14. My family is very spread out, some living in different countries so I haven’t had a chance to meet all of them yet. Since I have been an adult (24) I have started doing some trips regularly around the holidays to see them and form those relationships and bonds that we just didn’t get the opportunity to form growing up. I recently started bringing my partner on these trips to let everyone meet, but with my partner accompanying me, the in-laws have started trying to tag along and invite themselves on these trips.

This also hasn’t been something my partner and I have been able to agree on either. My partner believes that his family should be able to tag along because they want to just experience the location and they’ve never been before but I feel like if I’ve saved up my pto and the money to pay for the trip to see my family I shouldn’t have to then change this and try to accommodate his family vacation. They have never done family vacations of their own and I don’t think it’s on me or my family to have to plan their family vacation. I feel like if his family goes it’ll just be all about them and their vacation and I also feel like they’re not going to have the funds to do everything they want on this trip and my partner will be expected to help them financially with the trip. Lmk what you think thanks for reading

Edit to add: it’s not just the parents trying to join, it’s siblings and grandparents. When his family sees me they ask me when the next time we plan on going but never outright say anything or ask me about them joining. They will exclusively discuss going to my partner, who isn’t even planning but ask me when the plans are.

I (18F) recently went to a party with my friend “Kelsey” (18F). We'd agreed beforehand that I'd stay at hers afterwards, so I assumed we'd get an Uber home together. We live in a big city, and it's normal for us to split Ubers after parties.

At around 3am, I suggested getting one, but Kelsey insisted on walking. Her house was nearly two hours away on foot, through a big, kinda sketchy city. She claimed it was only 40 minutes, despite Google Maps saying otherwise.

I initially assumed she was drunk and not thinking properly, so I suggested we walk somewhere busier and check Uber prices again. After about 30 minutes, I brought it up again, but she still refused. She said she'd walked home loads of times before and it was fine. I told her I wasn't comfortable walking home drunk at 3am and offered to pay for an Uber myself, but she still refused.

After another 30 minutes of going back and forth, I was sobering up and just wanted to go home. I told her I was ordering an Uber to my house and she was welcome to come with me. I repeatedly asked her to come, but she refused and insisted on walking.

So I went home alone and she walked.

I felt incredibly guilty, but I genuinely didn't know what else I could do. I couldn't physically force her into an Uber. I was texting my mom throughout the argument and she agreed I was doing the right thing. Once home, I stayed awake until Kelsey got home and texted/called her throughout her walk to make sure she was okay.

She wasn't blackout drunk or incoherent. By this point she seemed perfectly aware of what she was doing, and while walking she was actually pretty blasé about it, even teasing me for being so worried.

A couple of days later, some friends asked why I'd “abandoned” Kelsey and made her walk home alone. I confronted her, and she laughed and said, “Well, it's the truth, isn't it?”

I reminded her that I'd spent nearly an hour trying to convince her to get an Uber and had even offered to pay. She just said I still shouldn't have let her walk home alone.

I feel guilty and obviously never want to put someone in this position again, but I genuinely don't know what else I could have done.

AITA?

TL;DR: My friend refused an Uber and insisted on walking nearly two hours home alone at 3am. I repeatedly tried to convince her otherwise and even offered to pay, but eventually went home myself. She now tells people I “abandoned” her.

My girlfriend 29F sprayed my dog Franklin 5M with cologne while I 26M was at work. When I returned home Franklin greeted me at the door and jumped all over me as he usually does, this is when I noticed he smelt a lot different. I asked my girlfriend if she gave him a bath and she said "no, I sprayed him with one of your old colognes". This shocked me as I don't think my dog should be wearing cologne, especially 8 sprays of Versace Eros which must be very intense for Franklin to be constantly smelling.

She told me it's fine as the product is likely tested on animals anyways and because we agreed he smelt really good we should keep doing it. I told her in no way we should keep spraying Franklin and I'm too embarrassed to ask anyone I know for advice on how to deal with this. She is currently mad at me and feels like I shut down her good idea, AITA?

Me(24M) and my friends really enjoy the outdoors and for the labor day weekend we have been planning on renting a cabin out in a camping area for a guys trip. I say guys trip because when we originally, we planned on it just being us. All my friends have girlfriends, I do not, and very frequently, events or trips or hangouts end up including the girlfriends.

I have no issues with them as people, it's just very frustrating to plan to have a good time with my friends, then ending up as the spare wheel because they all decide to bring their girlfriends along. I have made it known that I don't like it, but it's 3 to one and they always promise that the next time it'll be just us guys. Also because they have different interests, they decide to change the entire purpose of the trip to accommodate them and it's less fun

So shocker two weeks ago, the camping trip changed from just us enjoying a weekend of hiking, fishing, hunting and being friends together, into a couples trip. This caused three very big changes.

First, we decided on room arrangements ahead of time, there were 3 rooms and we decided whoever took the couch would pay a reduced share of the trip. Someone volunteered and it was fine, no issues. Now that he was bringing his girlfriend along, they wouldn't both be able to be on the couch so now I was sleeping on the couch. This pissed me off, but I was fine.

Second, very limited drinking allowed because one of my friends girlfriends thinks he drinks too much and he promised her he wouldn't drink much. So now we actually had to adhere to that so we decided on only a case of beer for the entire trip. This I could also be fine with.

Lastly, and what set me over the edge was that we were now going to do more of the campsites more touristy stuff because the women don't like hunting or fishing, so those things were nixed. This kinda defeated the whole purpose of the trip for me. Why am I going to a campsite so I can have some park ranger teach me how to make bracelets or go on a guided nature walk. I just wasn't a fan. So wednesday, 2 days before, I told them I was out.

They were upset as this was going to be the first time we had all been together in a while, but I explained to them that I want to hang out with them and not their girlfriends. As a result, the price per person increased about 200 dollars total. They weren't as upset about the money, but they were unhappy that I did change the entire financial breakdown last minute. They also said I was just being bitter and that if "I finally found a girlfriend" I wouldn't feel the way I did.

I feel kinda bad, and they are my friends and I did want to see them, I just have no desire to hang out with their girlfriends and it's so frustrating they can't take 3 days away from them. So, AITA?

Edit: To clarify a typo, it didn't increase 200$ each. It was 200 dollars total split between them. I was really high when I made this post

My employee (and friend) and I have worked side by side together for nearly five years. She is chronically ill with numerous (mostly) self diagnosed neurological and auto-immune conditions. She talks frequently about her ailments and it’s obvious to me when she’s not well, even if she doesn’t talk about them.

In the time we’ve worked together, we’ve had two conflicts. One was about my tendency to offer suggestions about her medical care (I’m a former medical advocate). She asked me two years ago to stop offering advice and sending links. I thought I had but due to her often initiating conversations about her ailments, I still sometimes made comments expressing concern and support.

Recently she told me her body was in crisis and she wished she could die. She said she needed to take several months off after our next gig. I supported this decision.

In the meantime, I felt frightened she’d crack mentally or collapse physically. It’s was stressful to work with her knowing what might happen. After the gig she said she was retiring altogether. I was honestly relieved but still concerned because I care about her. I asked her what her plans were and she didn’t know. I suggested maybe she look into Mayo Clinic due to the complexity of her ailments. She said the last she checked they didn’t treat ppl with her condition. I went home and did a search and found out they now have a whole department dedicated to her ailments and thought she’d want to know so I sent her a link prefaced by an apology because I knew she didn’t like receiving input.

She sent me a long aggressive email in which she unloaded on me about violating her boundaries. I sincerely apologized and a few days later tried to explain that I felt it was a “break glass (boundary) in an emergency” situation given her fragile mental and physical state. She blocked my number and blocked me on social media. Friendship over.

Context,

I'm F20, and living with my parents. My dad is the kind of person who has never played video games and has never been interested in them. Even though I wanted to keep playing, my dad scolded me for playing a game late at night. He doesn't have a great image on it.

I’m a student, but I didn’t have class the next day, so I told him he didn’t need to worry.

But my dad told me that playing a game at that hour would ruin my sleep, that I’d stay up until 3 a.m. (which isn’t true—I stay up until midnight at the latest), and that I should know better as the “scientist” of the family (the rest of my family are humanities majors, especially my dad).

Of course, after that I saved my game and quit, but I still wonder if it’s normal for my dad to treat me like a baby. I’m way past the age where I need someone watching over me to make sure I get enough sleep.

And to top it all off, my dad told my mom about it. (They almost got into an argument, but my mom is neutral on both sides. She didn’t want to argue first thing in the morning.) Am I really the wrong one and my father is right? Even if his arguments are, I'm feeling like he is overreacting.

I know it's ridiculous.

My (20 M) parents got divorced last year after about two years of separation. Near the end of the process, we found out that my dad (61 M) had been talking to a woman for a few months before the divorce was finalized. I wasn’t very happy with it but I accepted it and tried to move on. My mom (61 F) and sister (24 F), however, took it hard. Long story short, it completely tore especially my mom apart, rightfully so, and ended up sending her and my sister into depression.

It’s been just over a year since we all found out and since then, my dad has been constantly trying to get my sister and I to meet his girlfriend. She and I have both said we aren’t comfortable doing that because of how much damage, intentional or not, he and, by extension, his girlfriend have caused us.

Recently, he just told me that they’re taking a break. He says there are multiple reasons but that the main one is that she is hurt by the fact that we haven’t met her yet. As much as I don’t want to meet her and the fact that that relationship is a major contributor to a lot of stress and heartbreak we’ve experienced over the past year, I can’t help but feel like maybe I’m being too harsh about this and that it’d be partially my fault if that relationship ended.

I also have been able to infer that this woman is not a bad person. From all accounts by the people who have met her, she’s supposedly a great person. So another part of me feels bad that I may be hurting her because I keep refusing to give it a chance.

Edit:
For context, he had started talking to this woman before they had started divorce talks and were still trying to work everything out. I also don’t have the full context for them separating at first but it seemed mostly like they just couldn’t get along. Also apparently my dad did something bad enough during their marriage that my sister’s view on him changed entirely after hearing about it. I haven’t been told what it was. All I know about it is neither my mom or sister don’t want to tell me.

For context, my fiance and I have been together for 6 years now, lived together for 4, and we have no kids. This is not my first relationship, I have been in 2 previously (which lasted both 2 years) but this one is his first.

Personality-wise, we are both very introverted and TBH, neither of us has friends besides our own families. He is more of a shy and serious person when it comes to socializing, but he has a good sense of humor when he opens up, and I am the less-serious one who likes to make people laugh. Ironically, he's more flexible and open-minded whereas I'm quite stubborn. He enjoys helping people and is very 'acts-of-service' type of partner. He also has ADHD in addition to a rough upbringing because his mom was single and a teen.

Yesterday we were both cooking dinner together like we usually do, it's something we both enjoy. We were following a recipe on his phone. He was cooking beef at the stove while I was chopping vegetables to make a sauce. Once I was done, I asked "Should I put it in the blender?" And he said, "Yeah, but it's in the sink. Can you even handle washing it because it's dirty?" I could tell by his tone he sounded annoyed. And I said to him "Okay. Why did you say it like that?" He said "I know you hate touching dirty dishes."

He has been doing this sarcastic commentary thing for the last year and a half now, where he tacks on a question or a "joke" insult. What all of the comments have in common is that they are demeaning, in that they doubt my ability to do a task on my own. We both work, pay bills and do chores. I don't like when he calls me a child or other names like that when I know the way he says it, it's not a joke from his tone. To also be clear, I am careful to not insult him or to say rude things and I normally bite my tongue because I get nervous from being put on the spot.

Yesterday was the first time in a year since I have said anything about it, telling him it is uncalled for, and he says "The problem is that you don't want to hear the truth, and if you don't like how I say it that's your problem how you handle it."

When dinner was finally done, he was on his phone while eating and I just wanted some peace and quiet to calm down (because I am also menstruating and going through HRT) so I took my food to the living room. The next day, which is today, he was completely ignoring me even if I asked him a question, he pretended I wasn't there at all. I asked him why he was ignoring me, and he said "You ignored me yesterday, why should I not do the same to you?" And I explained how I wasn't ignoring him, I just wanted to be in a quiet spot and not bother him while he was watching video memes on his phone, but he just brushed me off. I will give him space, but I don't know how to move forward afterwards.

AITA for asking him to stop making these mean comments towards me? And/or how do I learn to not take it so personally?

I (33F) and my BF (34M) have been in a relationship for a year. He’s Italian, we live in Italy and we communicate in English, since I don’t know Italian (I’m learning and now it’s somewhere near A1/2). English is not my first language too.

Info: we’ve been on a vacation with his mom and sister for a week. His family is amazing, I love them, I adore the relationship that they have between each other and I really can see that they care about me. BUT since I don’t know Italian I often feel excluded from the conversation.

Situation:
On the fifth day a friend of my BF came to visit with his wife. Important note — everyone involved knows English (someone more, someone less but enough to maintain a conversation). A few examples that felt especially bad:

1. All of us were in the water and they talked about smth for some time (10-15 min). At one point my BF said “OP, sorry, we’re talking in Italian” and continued to talk in Italian. Friend’s wife said “let’s talk in English” and explained to me what they were talking about. After about 5 min of me being a part of the conversation my BF asked question (related to the topic) in Italian and from that point conversation continued in Italian, without me.

2. We spent lunch together and sitting on the table was so uncomfortable. All of them talk, share, laugh and I’m just there like a piece of furniture. Couple of times BF’s mom asked me a few questions (in eng.) and couple of times my BF asked me if I’m okay. But overall I wasn’t really a part of the conversation during lunch.
   Afterwards I told my BF that I’m sad that I’m being excluded because of the language.

Note: I don’t expect them to speak English all the time and I perfectly know that I’m in Italy, they’re Italians of course they’re going to talk Italian. But it would be nice for my BF to ask every now and then “guys, English” so I could be a part of a conversation. All of them know English and I’m the only one who doesn’t speak Italian, so it’s hard not to feel excluded.

So after I told this to BF he came back to the group and after 5 min asked me if it would be okay if he asks friends about a gift (I wanted to gift them smth) AND he asked them in ITALIAN. While I was in the room, and was a part of a topic and I said 5 min ago that I feel excluded.

I remained quiet. Trying my best not to cry in front of everyone. As the dat went I tried to be slightly outside the group, being quiet (which is not nice at all from my side but it was the only way I could’ve dealt with overwhelming frustration).

So, am I being unreasonable expecting my BF to make an effort to include me?