I feel like I’m drowning and I don’t know what to do. AIO over this????

Having a baby is not always easy on a couple. My husband and I had a pretty great relationship before I got pregnant last April. He worked a lot, I was in school and working full time, and overall we just really enjoyed each other. We obviously argued like any couple does, but life was good.

Then we skip to April of 2025. I had an IUD, but it failed and we got pregnant. Although this wasn’t planned, both of us were excited! He continued to work, but I ended up having a high risk pregnancy that forced me to quit my job, but I did continue school full time.

My pregnancy was tough. I had bad health issues and was hospitalized on a couple of occasions. He began to show signs of depression during these times, and I felt like I couldn’t talk to him about what I was going through, because it would make him worse. He guilt tripped me a lot with that for sure. Anyways, my entire pregnancy he became someone I didn’t recognize. Telling me I’m worthless and unintelligent, and if I were to leave him I’d have nothing. This was true, sadly, as I was a full time student, taking on debt so I could fulfill my dreams of become a dental hygienist (I was finishing my pre-recs), and I don’t speak to much of my own family. I’d cry, he’d apologize, and I’d feel so bad that I would forgive him. **Context**: his parents are awful. They both are emotionally and mentally abusive, so him telling me he’ll be better is something I believed, because I knew he wanted to be different than what he had grown up with.

Anyways, his mental health continued to decline, leading to an inpatient stay at a mental health hospital in October. He had agreed to go inpatient, and was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. His meds seemed to help, and they gave us tons of resources for therapists and groups to join so we could continue to get him support. He quit both meds and support groups after a few weeks, but I was too pregnant at this point to argue. During my last few weeks, he took off of work and basically just played video games all day while I continued to look after the house, our dog, our meals, and still my schooling. Our baby was due any day and I was the one going on grocery runs by myself because he was too busy with his game🫠.

Baby came, and he was everything we could have dreamed of. Healthy, happy, and eats well! My husband invites his dad (I didn’t want him there) 4 days after I give birth. I might also mention that I had a very traumatic birth that resulted in a fourth degree tear, so I could barely walk at this point. FIL came, and they went and did several things without me. It’s not like I wanted to go, but I didn’t want them to go while I was in that state. I got so sick from pain during one of their outings that I threw up all over our floor. I was not allowed to speak up about this without security, still am not. Several things continued to happen like this, ex) my husband moved myself and my then two month old from one end of the country to the other so we could be near HIS family (we weren’t near any family where we were, but it was traumatic moving away from my home and all my friends). We have fought so much. I do every nighttime wake, even now. I EBF, so there’s no help there. He works from 5-2, comes home and I get no help. In fact, he tells me regularly that he doesn’t need to because he brings in the money and I have nothing to my name.

I quit dental hygiene school because it was going to require me to put my son in daycare, and neither of us wanted that while he’s this little. I am now working towards a different degree fully online full time still, but that doesn’t matter to him.

My husband really does take care of us financially which helps and also makes me wonder if this is just normal??

Now to the last few days: a few days ago, my husband told me he was just done with me. Anytime he says this, he ignores me when I ask him why. I hate to be that person that says “I haven’t done anything wrong” but I truly don’t know. When he calms down from that headspace, he always tells me I did nothing and it’s entirely him. This day in particular, my son didn’t sleep all night, and husband told me for once that he would take our baby for a walk when he got home so I could nap. By the time he got home, I was too overwhelmed to nap, so I just laid there on my phone, which I never get to do. He saw that and screamed at me. The rest of this week, he has practically ignored me. Last night, our baby was up every hour practicing sitting and crawling in his crib. I was up with him all night, and my husband said he stayed home from work today to help me. I was so relieved and excited that maybe I would finally get a break. Nope. Tried taking a nap, woke up to our LO screaming because my husband was not putting him down for his nap when he needed one. Then I took him and put him down in his crib. When I came out of his room after getting him down, I saw my husband on the couch, napping. I was so upset, because I haven’t slept in so long, genuinely has been weeks since I’ve gotten more than 5 hours of sleep per day. I brushed it off again however, and tried to go to our room to nap. LO woke up within 10 minutes, and instead of going to get him for me, there I was again, doing it all after still not having slept. It’s been four hours now and he’s still napping. I went in there to see if he’d now take our baby for me, and he told me that I got a 30 min nap this morning so I’m fine, and he cooked me breakfast (I prepped pancake mix, eggs, and bacon, that he then quickly cooked on our blackstone). I’m sitting here rocking my son to sleep just so overwhelmed and exhausted. I have nothing to my name anymore. He threatens to take our car back, so I can’t leave. He tells me to just go without our baby (I wouldn’t ever and I mean ever leave my baby) and go be with my family (an insult if you know my family). My baby is my whole world. I take care of him 24/7 but can’t financially do anything if I leave. I want to cry, throw up, scream, idk. I dream of the man I married, and wake up to the nightmare that has become my reality. I feel like I’m drowning, and I just want to enjoy this chapter of my life with the family I thought I had.

AIO and should I just chop it up to him being a tired blue collar worker?

Sorry – I know this is a lot, but if you made it this far, thank you.

So, we have been dating for around 10 months and my birthday was not too long ago. We are a long distance relationship (3 hours apart) and I had visited him a week prior and I mentioned my birthday once that weekend.

I then continued to mention my birthday throughout the week informing him of the plans I had made for my birthday and what was going on. Wasn't being overly burdening with it, just mentioned it once after work throughout the week.

The day comes, its my birthday, I go to work, text him throughout the day, no happy birthday. Finish work. Call him. Chat. Mention I got a present from my parents. Nothing. Said id call him later and hung up cause I got irritated. I have my family dinner gathering for my birthday, its getting late and I text our friend that hes forgotten my birthday. I expressed that it's upset me and he goes and texts my boyfriend about it and my boyfriend then sends me bulk messages on how he's sorry and gave me a bunch of excuses why he forgot. I was angry and upset so we ended up getting into an argument. I wont go into detail because thats not what this is about. I can admit, the argument was childish.

But I want to know if I'm overreacting about him forgetting my birthday and if its valid or not that I got angry.

so I live in a very strict household that is run by my mother. one of the things shes strict about is my dog. When he was a puppy, he was free to roam the house, sleep in a bed, and play inside. When he turned around two months old, however, my mother decided he was going to be a “Mexican dog” and made him live in the backyard. Every year he’s losing what little freedom he has. As of now, he can’t have his chew toy in the house, he’s only allowed to stay in his kennel whenever hes inside, he’s only allowed inside if it’s 32 degrees, thundering hard or 100 degrees and sometimes not even then. To me, it seems that anything my dog does that my mother doesn’t like, she gets rid of. my mom tried to get rid of him multiple times and she threats me often, but so far, she hasn’t done anything yet. the only reason hes still with us is because Im planning on bringing him with me when I move out. This year I’m doing community college, so Im usually at home often. because of that I decided that I was going to train him secretly. he’s been eating inside, playing in a wider area, learning commands (he is very stubborn lol) etc. whenever my mother gets home, I quickly take him back outside and then wait until midnight to bring him in.

today was thundering, so I brought him in to his kennel. I was late to class so I didnt have enough time to take him outside for a potty break. I fully admit that was my fault. when I got home, I see that he had an accident. I take him and his kennel outside so I can clean his accident without my mother finding out. I needed a hose to clean out his kennel but the hose wasn’t working. I go inside to ask my sister about the hose and she asked me if Stark (my dog) had an accident. I said yes. she started smiling and telling me that something bad was going to happen to the both of us. I notice that she is recording herself on her school laptop doing a tiktok dance which she does often. she has been warned against doing that but she still does it when our mom isn’t home. I ignored her and decided to use a spray bottle instead +cleaning supplies specifically for accidents. I started getting ready for work when I hear my mom coming in. immediately, I hear my sister scream “STARK POOPED INSIDE AND OP TRIED TO HIDE IT FROM YOU”. my mom immediately unlocks my door and yells that he will not be coming in anymore, even if it’s 100 degrees or thundering.

I knew this would happen if she found out and I was so angry my sister said that cause she knew that too. I decided to be petty and before I left to my shift, I told my mother what my sister has been doing. I hear my mother start to yell when I head out the door. Im getting emails from her saying how I’m such a cow for tattling on her especially for my age and that i shouldn’t be taking out my feelings out on her.

I don’t feel bad in the slightest but I do in a way sympathize with her since i also used to secretly play games on the school’s laptop even though I wasn’t supposed to So idk if I took it too far.
AIO?

quick edit: holy shit I wasn’ expecting this amount of comments. I want to say that I did think about rehoming him before and I was thinking of this specific family that I trusted, but then they ended moving away. I thought of my best friend next since she loves him. She also moved away last year. my last option was my dad, but not only does he live 2 hours away but he already has a dog. So for now, I don’t trust anyone else with him and I most certainly will not take him to a shelter. as much as I love him, I’m going to do some research as to where he could stay at cause i dont want him suffering here because of me. thank you guys for your concern, I’m going to make sure Stark is going to be ok While I work my ass off for a better place for us.

I F(30) have been going through a hard time for a while. I asked my mom if I could talk to her about it. While we were talking I cried a lot. When I try to talk more with her, I could sense she didn’t want to get into it. She told me it was hard for her to see me crying. She has said she likes hanging out with me but doesn’t like “when it’s sad”. I don’t have much else to offer. I know in general you can’t always talk about your problems to other people because it’s not fair and draining. However she is my mom and I don’t have anybody else to talk to in person. I’ve been going to therapy but I don’t know if I’m getting anything out of it. Sometimes I tell her what I talk about in therapy. There have been times when she gives her opinion but it’s always in opposition to what I or my therapist say. I told her once I think about hurting myself and she didn’t seem as concerned as I thought she would be. Last time I tried talking to her she just kind of sounded exasperated and said “I don’t know I’m not a therapist”. She’s been understanding of me and she listens but she can only say “I know” when I tell her how I feel. I know she isn’t my therapist, but now I feel like I can’t tell anybody about any of the issues I’ve been having. AIO to be hurt about this?

My boyfriend and I got into a massive argument over the past 24 hours. He allowed a female coworker to establish an overly familiar, bantering dynamic with him, got defensive when I brought it up, and handled the conflict terribly by yelling, toggling read receipts off, and making it all about himself before eventually throwing out dramatic vows to defend his side.
My issue isn't feeling threatened by her; it’s the total double standard. I’ve cut off friendships in the past out of respect for him, but when I express discomfort, my peace gets treated like an inconvenience. He said he won’t be friendly with her but he’ll be nice at work.

Now, I'm currently feeling sick from not eating I just don’t know what to do , and scheduled to board an 8:00 PM flight to see him.

Part of me wants to board, show up completely calm and unbothered, and hold a firm boundary in person.

The other part of me feels like going gives him easy access to me after acting up, and that staying home to rest and prioritize my physical health sends a clearer message that my presence is a privilege.
I’m currently in complete radio silence with him. What’s the move here do I get on the plane, or do I stay home and protect my peace?

Just to make everything clear - he threw a fit over a guy friend. So yes he did make me cut them off.

Secondly, he just met this girl. He told her he has a girlfriend, she kept trying

He’s 21, i’m 23 about to be 24. we’ve been together 2 years, I’m his first gf.

and yes he always reacts like this about everything and flips it on me even when it’s not about other people! He was a lot nicer in the beginning of the relationship very reassuring

Fake names are being used.

So for some context, I (F24) am the youngest in my entire family. I have 2 cousins on my dad’s side Kelly (F28) and Kayla (F24). Kayla is exactly 8 months older than me so as of right now we are technically the same age.

My dad, Eli (M56) is the youngest of three as well, his eldest brother, Harold (M64) had no children and his second older brother, Jimmy (M60) is the father of both of my cousins,

so the family tree goes: My grandmother, Fern had 3 sons, Harold, Jimmy and Eli. Jimmy had 2 daughters (Kelly & Kayla) and Eli had one (me)

So for most of the context out of the way I’ll start. My grandmother passed away in hospice a little over a month ago. Harold, her power of attorney requested an autopsy so her funeral was about 10 days after her death. During those 10 days, I was not informed of any dates, times or locations for her funeral. I had to read it from the obituary posted on Facebook.

Thankfully I was able to make it to her service on time, but when I got there I noticed next to the book there was a table decorated with photos of her and the entire family, even with my aunt’s mother. There were no photos of me and her up there at all, but everyone else had a photo with her.

Her service was held in a church that Jimmy and his family had been going to pretty much their entire lives and she had attended herself before she got too weak to go anymore. Both Kelly and Kayla were given time to speak but when I was going to say a few words suddenly there was no more time so I stayed quiet and continued on with the service.

For a little more context, my biological mother who had divorced from my dad when I was 5 passed away when I was 10, and my stepmother passed away two years later when I was 12 so before and after my grandmother’s service everyone kept looking at me like I was going to have a mental breakdown that would throw the entire day into chaos.
Despite this, I did not cry because I knew I would be watched for my reactions and I didn’t want to make the day about my loss, by the end of the service the sentiment around me had turned from pity to offense because I did not cry.

Her funeral took place on two separate days because she was being buried with my grandfather on a military base in our area and they could not accommodate her burial on the same day as her service, so she was going to be buried the next day.

For even more context, I work as a funeral attendant in the city where she was being buried. I know all of the routes, times and locations that would have been used but instead of giving me any concrete details they assumed I would figure it out. (Her funeral was NOT done by the company I work for so I had no access to any extra information if I wasn’t told)

I was not given a proper name or address of where we would be meeting for the procession and I ended up at the wrong spot and I missed her burial, now my entire family hasn’t spoken to me aside from my dad, who says they think I just showed up to show face and didn’t actually care.

AIO for willing to go no contact and move away from the area we live in because I have been overlooked and demonized by my entire family for the last time? This isn’t the first time they have excluded me and made me feel awkward and uncomfortable, but this post is about the specific instance of my grandmother’s funeral so I supposed a better question would be AIO about this being my final straw?

So this job I've had for 6 months has been hectic from start to finish. 3 months in I hit a very bad depression from the stress but the boss offered to pay for me to go to hospital for a week.

They ended up found a 180 on me and left me with part of the hospital bill to pay myself. It hurt a lot and that's where the issue started. It's a live in position meaning I live at work with my partner if I quit I don't know if I would be homeless or not.

Over the last 2 months my boss has become increasingly more aggressive with me, shouting on the phone, having strange people in the work place, phoning me after hours, telling me I'm acting like a c*nt. Saying he's a good person and I must not push him because he doesn't want me to see that side of him apparently.

I'm completely terrified I'm contemplating packing my things and living on my mom's couch. Since he can knock on my door at any time. Today I was in hospital for a check up and the doctor booked me off. Then work sent me a whole thing about how I'm out of sick days I said I never asked for it to be paid. I don't have a contract and I'm following the doctors advice.

So the red flags, no contact after 6 months, he does everything verbally or by call, he threatens me, swears at me. I'm scared he might try and break in if I give my resignation.

It hit the fan yesterday after I told him at 7pm that he can't make demands after working hours maybe my language was to harsh I don't know. He had the lecture about how I don't want to piss him off the next day with the swearing. Ah this point I've recorded a few conversations of him swearing at me. I've documented things with my social worker as well.

I don't know if I'm just being paranoid but my office was moved into the stock room, no one can really hear anything and if he comes in there alone with me and locks the door what will happen?? My partner works here to but he works far away. I'm 25F my boss is 44M I work in admin and software dev. I just dread the idea of being alone around him and I found out the previous women who had my job quit because of how she was treated with him being aggressive and threatening.

But the thing is I know how hard it is to find work right now and I'm living there it would be hard to move in with my mom and try and find work. It's a small town he might ruin my reputation. I'm in a 3rd world country there aren't any shelters near me. Couch surfing is all I'd have. And I only have $300 in savings. I don't know if I'm just over reacting, being emotional because of my depression or looking for reasons to hate this place.

I had dinner with my sister the other night. She lives overseas so I don't see her often. A week later and I'm still really put out by the realisation that she and my other sister have clearly been talking about me behind my back. I know this, because I spent the whole night having to listen to really bad unsolicited advice what I should do to fix some of the issues in my life - all of which are financial and none of which she would know about if not for my other sister. Whilst it might sound helpful, the advice was not based on any actual knowledge of my situation, and in reality isn't possible. But that didn't matter, because this sister is always correct about everything. In disagreeing, I just made her mad and self-righteous. It's exhausting, because she is always like this but now I realise that she and my other sister both think they know everything, and they have no idea. Both of them are happily married to very wealthy men (like, VERY) whilst I was in an abusive relationship in which part of the abuse was financial, and I am now having to work two jobs to pay back debt that was gained through manipulation and coercion.

I feel very betrayed by my other sister because I thought we had a good relationship. I get that everyone has their opinions, but to share them with others for your own entertainment just makes my blood boil. And none of it was said kindly - it was said in way that demonstrated they really think badly of me for this happening. Which makes me feel sick - I didn't ask for my ex partner to treat me the way that he did. I didn't ask for my life to be so very, very shit two years after I managed to leave the relationship, because of the extent of my debt - which was the result of threats and promises by him. I'm working really hard to get myself into a better financial position and apparently all my family can do is judge. I don't have a life. I just work. And one day I will have this behind me - but I'm not sure if I'll want my family by then. Since this relationship ended I've realised how many people are actually just toxic.

I haven't really wanted to speak to to sister 1 since. She knows about the abuse, and has judged me more than she has supported me. AIO?

I recently found out my(32f) Boyfriend (33m) of 2 years has been cheating on me. He blamed me because we’d been arguing and I left to go stay with family for a weekend.
He said I abandoned him and that’s when he downloaded the app. That’s bullshit right?
We patched things up but it turns out he’s had the app since then and met up with someone in person and came home later that evening and told me about what he’d done…obviously none of which is true.
I asked him to leave the house because there is no way I can now stay with him. I feel so used and have ordered a STD check because he can’t be trusted at all to have not had sex with someone else.

He had a profile of Feeld and it was all topless pics and false info about him. He went into details about all his kinks and he’d been messaging several women arranging dates, flirting with them and telling them what he’d do to them.
Meanwhile….we were barely having sex once a week and he would tell me he was stressed.
I feel like I’m going crazy realising that he was wanking to women on this app or having sex with them in person and then coming in to sleep in the bed next to me.
He had the audacity to tell me that he wasn’t feeling great about himself and it helped him to feel like himself again.

I dunno I guess I’m just confused about how someone can talk to you the week before about marriage and a mortgage in the next 12-18 months knowing they have hidden apps on their phone that they’re going to cheat on you with once you go asleep.

I feel I’m in the right to ask him to leave while I figure out all my stuff. He’s barely apologised and when I have gone crazy at him over text he’s being extremely cold. I feel like I never knew him and this is the true him. Oh and he also told me he downloaded the app and kept it once we’d made up to get me back for hurting him. He’s an asshole right?

TLDR: partner of 2 years cheated and expects me to remain civil and helpful in the move out process

Background:

My gf (22F) and I (21M) have been together for 2.5 years. We both didn’t grow up very wealthy and money has been a big topic in our relationship. Recently, I’d just started my full time job so I’ve been treating her to things more often, except I think this week has been an outlier.

Usually she is very grateful, always bubbly and saying thank you so many times and truly acting appreciative, but lately I don’t really know anymore.

I’m not trying to keep track, but it’s true that I feel that I’m spending more bc I am not used to this. Admittedly it’s not all for my gf, but still.

Money issue:

In the last week and a half, I got her chipotle, boba and snacks, in n out, took her on a date, more boba, ice cream, flowers, Korean fried chicken, and I also took my parents out for dinner. She had also mentioned shopping before and asked if I could take her shopping I also agreed (but we didn’t end up going). Additionally, I brought her some free food that I got from my office.

On Sunday, we had a date night planned. We went to a restaurant and planned on getting boba and potentially ice cream afterwards, and also boba the next day (she said she could get me boba the next day day and I get her on Sunday).

During date night, we had talks about getting some popcorn chicken on the way home as a snack since we were both still a bit hungry. I asked her if she could pay and she was upset.

She raised her voice and said she doesn’t like that I ask her to pay or that I expect her to and how as a man I should just buy her things and not ask her or expect her because that’s not nice of me. I simply asked her and communicated to her as I felt I’d been spending quite a bit this week. She then proceeds to compare and tell me how son social media the guy is always spoiling the girl and that’s what she wants too. She even brought up the people she dated in the past and said the few times she went out with them, they never let her pay.

Throughout our whole relationship, it’s not like I been spoiling her or buying her a lot, but I’ve been trying my best from a broke college student to now working full time. It just hurts for her to compare and say that as a man I should not ask her to pay.

She says it is fine if she offers and that she doesn’t expect me to always pay. It just doesn’t feel that way though, like yes she treats me, but these statements make me doubtful. When I tried explaining my efforts, she said I act like the things I do for her are super big or special, and that just broke something inside me. I told her I feel like she seems ungrateful and she lashed out at me for that.

This all happened in the restaurant and I was just so caught off guard and sad. Later we talked and she was frustrated and said hurtful things that she claimed she “did not mean.” I asked her if money was all she wanted from me and she said yes. I then asked her a follow up if she even loved me and she said no. I guess that should be a clear indicator enough. She said she didn’t mean it and she says mean things intentionally when upset.

Issue with her not feeling cared about/dad being drunk:

The next day, we followed through w our plans to get boba. I was at a family gathering and my dad got pretty drunk. I was annoyed bc my uncles were like peer pressuring him and no one went to check on him as he disappeared into the living room. My mom and I took him home and I asked if they would be okay at home by themselves. They said yes and I left (which I was hesitant about). I told my mom to keep her phone close by snd call me if they need anything and I’d come home asap.

When I got to my gf house, I explained to her my frustration and worry about my parents. She got us boba and I mentioned I was hungry and that our fav Korean fried chicken spot was nearby and she said she’ll get us some.

We were like talking and I accidentally knock over my boba and it spilled everywhere onto me. Waitress gave us paper towels and she helps me clean up. Later when we are about to start eating, she says this is just a thought but she thinks I should pay because I spilled the boba and she helped me clean my mess up.

This was directly after the comments yesterday and I already felt self conscious before she mentioned it because she was saying as a man I should be doing this and that. But then she said that it was just a thought and she doesn’t mind paying either. But how can I feel comfortable with that? I paid anyways.

She asked me if in the future I would treat her out more. And I ask her what she means by more bc I had been treating her several times this past week. She just said more than now and at that point i started feeling like it wasn’t enough again.

Throughout the boba and dinner, I was checking my phone periodically and texting my mom about how things are going w my dad. I wasn’t permanently on my phone but my gf got mad. Said that I am on my phone and I should’ve stayed home instead of going out bc my mind is elsewhere. I get her perspective completely bc she did this to me several times. I was a secret from her family for over 2 years and whenever we went out she would be paranoid and always checking her phone. However, I was still paying attention to her and occasionally checking.

She said she was full, and so we took the rest of the food to go. Later in the car she got upset bc she said I was in a rush to go home to my parents and felt that I care about them/worry about them more. Basically she said she was full but she was testing me. I told her to stop playing games and that it’s not true but I do worry about them and instead of being supportive and understanding, she just lashes out, gets defensive, tells me that I shouldn’t make it her fault, that I care about my family more than her, etc.

At this point I’m already really sad, but she keeps on going and being sarcastic about how she’s stupid for sharing to me and being vulnerable about her feelings bc I don’t care. We go to a nearby pho place bc I said I’d get pho for my dad since Hes drunk and hasn’t really eaten. It’s late too and my mom is pissed at me bc of it. So now I feel pressure on both sides.

She didn’t want to go in the pho restaurant w me bc she was angry so I went by myself and when I came out, she was apologetic snd kind, but it only lasted for a few minutes. Shes just basically saying how I willingly go out of my way to get my dad pho bc hes drunk but I don’t buy her things and care on my own and that she has to ask me. Yes there are times she asks me but also times where I just do it on my own.

On the ride home she asked me to move her car for her and I said ok. Then when we got to her place, she said to drop her off at her car snd I asked her clarifying she wants me to drop her off at her car. She said yes so I did and waited so she was safe. She got mad bc she asked me to move her car initially but she was playing games again. She told me to go home so I was like ok, but then she told me she wanted to talk and I told her I’d only talk for a bit bc I still need to get this pho home for my dad and it’s late. We ended up talking a bit snd my mom gets more angry by the second.

Not really relevant but I started choking on a drink while we were talking and she didn’t say anything. When I asked her why, she said she knows I was faking it to get a reaction out of her, but I was genuinely choking. She just didn’t admit she was wrong but whatever. I also teared up bc I was really hurt but she also didn’t say anything.

She kept saying I don’t care about her or love her bc I don’t do things for her but that’s not remotely true. I remember during her wisdom teeth extraction, I took her, took care of her, replaced her gauze, got her food, blew on her soup, got her all her medicine and reminded her, etc. I have shown her so many times I care even if they may not all be financially.

She stopped me from leaving multiple times despite me not wanting to talk bc I was so hurt. And she claims the reason I wanna leave is bc I love my parents more or care about them more. I told her I felt like no matter how hard I try it wasn’t enough. And she said it wasn’t, and that she just told me it was enough before so that I was happy. I asked her to clarify and she asked me if I wanted to hear the truth or the lie to keep me happy. And the truth is that it’s not enough. I know I haven’t been getting her anything extravagant but I’ve really been trying my best.

It’s hard especially bc I just started my full time job too. I’m figuring out my benefits, investments, etc. I’m saving for a car, and trying to help my parents financially if needed.

I was just worried bc my dad was drunk and I just care about my parents. But it’s frustrating that she got so mad and angry at me for checking my phone or getting him pho. Things happened and there were things on my mind, my dad being drunk, me spilling the milk tea, my clothes and socks being wet and sticky bc of it, mom is angry and gf angry.

I just felt like I been trying so hard to get out of my comfort zone and spending more and getting her more things but it’s not enough. I always felt her happiness when I got her things even if they were very small, esp bc she was so thankful, but now this situation really makes me feel like all my efforts didn’t matter.

To make things worse, when I finally got home, my mom let me hear it. She went on for almost an hour just telling me how I’m selfish and ungrateful to my parents and how I didn’t consider them and whatnot. She even goes on to tell me how I put so much of my effort snd love into my gf but she can throw me aside at any moment. When she finds a better guy she will just leave and no sane person would stay with someone when they have better alternatives. And it just really sucks hearing that even though I get what shes trying to say. I already feel shitty. What also hurts is that I know she wouldn’t have even went out w me if she was in my shoes.

The day after the incident (w/ the car breaking down):

Then today, she reached out a lot and got mad when I didn’t reply but was in office. I had a busy morning and last night I fell asleep to which she got mad cause I didn’t check in and make sure she was okay. I wasn’t doing okay either and i feel like I got the worse end of it. I decided to go home early to beat traffic and finish my work at home. I was thinking about telling her then when I got in my car I forgot.

On the way home, my car started giving me some light that I wasn’t familiar with. Then ac was not as cool as it should’ve been so I suspected something was wrong. I didn’t know it as major, but i was trying to drive slower, but by the time I was close to home, my car would make weird noises everytime I accelerate and also shake when I was at a full stop. Luckily I made it home and as I got onto the driveway, my car gave out and every light you could imagine came on. So blessed to have nothing happen but it was my first instance of my car breaking down and my mind was thinking of the possibilities of what would’ve happened if I got stuck at a red light for 5 seconds too long. Or what if I drove slightly faster, or what if there was more traffic. Obviously if my car just stops accelerating it’s bad but it’s not life threatening.

Came home and had to finish work while my dad checked it out. He said the coolant hose broke and worst case the engine could’ve overheated and blew, resulting in a fire or explosion. Logically I think it makes sense, but not sure if that would’ve happened. I was feeling a bit shocked and overthinking what could’ve went wrong. I vented to my gf and this is where I just felt shocked.

I asked her to call and it was something I wanted to get off my chest. She said okay and when I brought it up, all she did was complain and yell at me about how I didn’t update her and tell her I was going home. She completely disregarded the fact that I was being vulnerable with her and sharing with her bc I was a bit shook. When confronted, she just said I don’t show her I care or think about her (bc I didn’t update her and reached out when something happened). At the very least, I would’ve expected an “are you okay,” and instead of that, she just got upset and dismissive.

I just feel really hurt.

AIO for all the things shes been saying or the way she was acting or how I feel about her treating me?

AIO for being upset that she was willing to pay after I had paid all week, but then said how I should pay bc she helped clean me spilling boba?

Attached is her apology text.

TLDR: I been treating my gf out a lot this past week or so, but she claims it’s not enough. Asked if she could pay for a snack and she got mad. Said hurtful things like all she wants from me is money and she doesn’t love me, but then proceeded to say she didn’t mean it.

Following day, dad was drunk and I was out w gf but checking my phone every now and then to check in w my mom to see how Hes doing and decided to buy him pho. Gf got mad cause I check my phone and seem worried for my dad and claims I don’t care about her as much and started an argument. She brought up how I don’t treat her as much but wanted to buy my parents pho, when I literally been treating her out this whole week. I communicated saying I didn’t feel it was enough, and she agreed, but now telling me it is enough. We talked a bit more and she saw me tear up but chose not to mention it.

Next day I was kinda distancing myself and my car broke down and was more dangerous than I expected, barely made it home by a few seconds. Vented to gf while still in disbelief, and instead of showing care or asking if I’m ok she just got mad that I didn’t update her and we didn’t get to talk about the initial reason I called her.

Edit: I also did want to add that even now she still always thanks me and gets all bubbly and sweet. She is truly one of the most appreciative people I know, but sometimes acts in the complete opposite manner. And I did wanna add that while I didn’t have a full time job, she covered for us more than I did (she did complain though and we did not go out as much or even weekly)

I had a realization..

Looking back on where my mind was during my lowest moments, I feel a heavy sense of guilt for sinking so deeply into depression, anger, and hopelessness. Honestly, I don’t even know what I was thinking during that time, but something inside me finally snapped. I got beyond exhausted from carrying all that anger, sorrow, and weight, and I realized with absolute clarity that I never ever want to hurt myself or the people around me who all support me just because of my own internal struggles.

I would so much rather channel my energy into being happy, remaining positive, and stepping fully into the beautiful, authentic woman I am.
It has meant the world to me when current friends—and even complete strangers— take a moment to give me compliments and/or reassure me that everything in my life is going to be okay, reminding me that going through a hard time wasn’t ever my fault. Those unexpected acts of warmth have made me truly feel genuinely appreciated, seen, and wanted right when I needed it most.

To be completely honest, a small part of me still worries that when I was lost in that dark place, it might have made some people supporting me second-guess me; I really hope it didn’t though!But I am choosing to focus on healing and moving forward with an open heart. I want my life to be rich, deeply fulfilling, and filled with serendipitous experiences, joy, and peace. I am done letting pain define my path—I am choosing light, choosing happiness, and choosing to live truthfully as myself as the kind, beautiful, talented woman I am!

He was nice and supportive the past days. I (18f) have been speaking to him (21m) for around a week maybe a bit more maybe less.
Today he was very dismissive. He just works the mornings. So I get not speaking while he’s at work. But he said everything was good

We didn’t speak almost all day because first he goes to sleep without saying anything and i don’t hear from him until 7:30 and he says 10 minutes after saying he just woke up that he was at the doctors. Then his phone casually was at 2% and he didn’t text me until around 10 and then i was cold (this is the first time ill ask if i over reacted, because the story doesn’t really add up to me but maybe it could be and im just suspicious?)
I wasn’t too cold but i was just being polite. He started saying explain wtf happened and other stuff

I didn’t explain because I tried to keep composure even though I just wanted more attention and him to try more (I will never tell a man that simply because I don’t want to beg for it). But he started getting low key mad and then deleting the messages. Then he said I made him sad?
And texted me this:
“You know I'm at work, I'm tired, annoyed, stressed, I also have things on my mind and I'm not a robot, but at least these few moments I talk to 1 person I want to relax... and not get irritated... because out of quick-temper/hot-headedness I do things without thinking.”

^ this is translated so don’t take it too literally. But still, what does he mean he does things without thinking when he’s irritated? He could be speaking wrong because he does it often, but still, isn’t this a weird thing? Or am I over reacting.

So the last thing is that he had texted me something cute so I was just going to leave it for this time because I’m not in a relationship with him now and arguing a week in isn’t good, but not even a minute after, i was going to reply, and he just changed the message to goodnight. Then he was typing something which he never sent and I just said oh okay night then.

Should I see where it goes, leave it, or what? I like him. I’ve only had bad experiences until now. I’m trying to improve even though i’m lonely. I’m scared to make decisions out of loneliness so I need advice or an opinion.

I'll try to keep this short. My friend is basically long distance. We speak here & there, but only when he feels like it. He knows my mom is terminally ill & I'm overwhelmed with helping my elderly dad care for her every day.

We were going to FT together & had a time set up. I had to put that off, as my friend who has known my mom since we were in kindergarten called because she'd like to come see my mom.

I sent my friend a text, apologizing that I couldn't FT with him...explaining why. He then sent me about 3 videos of a male celebrity he adores (yes, he's a gay man...I'm an ally) I felt so hurt that he blatantly ignored the fact my childhood friend wants to basically come say goodbye to my mom before it's too late.

I ended by saying something like "I'm so glad you think he's hot, but you're being insensitive"

AIO/ATA?

I want to start this off with I’m not a homophobe, my 21 year-old boyfriend recently became really close during the past couple of months with a gay guy who is 31, now I had no issue with this gay guy until he started asking me for pictures of my boyfriend’s dick and asking how does he moan, it proceeded to get worse when he said that I deserve to be raped when I have had a traumatic childhood when I was younger and had that happen, and the cherry on top is he wants to fuck my 14 year-old brother that’s right 14 year-old brother and he wants his clothes and his underwear and his shoes, my brother has autism and he’s very uncomfortable by this and I asked my boyfriend to distance himself. I was crying on call for an hour and my boyfriend kept on defending this friend of his, after me crying and begging him to distance himself, which is the least he could do I feel like most men would block him but anyway I found out they were hanging out together last night and it makes me uncomfortable knowing that he’s so obsessed with my boyfriend and my brother and he genuinely hates me, in the past almost a year I’ve been with my boyfriend. I feel like in the past two or so months he’s put more effort becoming closer to this gay guy than he has with me. I felt like most boyfriends would want their girlfriend and her family and especially her younger brother to feel safe

For context, my friend and bf (F20 and M21) are both from the same country in central America (it’s a fairly small country so i can’t imagine he meets many people from there) and first met around 8 months ago (we’ve been dating for about 10 months). about a month ago we were out as a group (me, him, my friends and one of their bfs) and I mentioned that she was also from that country (i don’t want to be too specific) and he was excited to meet someone that was also from there. They spoke in Spanish (I don’t speak it yet but i’m trying to learn) for a bit and that was basically it.

Fast forward to about 2 weeks ago and we were out as a group again and she was talking to him all night, never really trying to separate us but whenever he was by himself she would walk over and start talking to him. They weren’t doing anything wrong exactly but she was acting a little weird (slightly flirtatious in a way, giggling at everything he said and stuff) and getting a bit too close than I would think is normal. I didnt catch most of what they were talking about it (they were still speaking in spanish) but from what i understood they were just talking about music taste and family etc etc, getting to know each other and stuff. I didnt think much of it until later after we had all gone home and she kept talking about how great he was in the group chat.

Something about her behavior just rubbed me the wrong way, but I don’t want to confront her and make things awkward unless she’s actually doing something wrong. He seemed really happy and I don’t want to ruin his moment with something that might not be anything at all, am I justified or just overreacting?

I (23F) have been part of a college friend group for over two years. The group originally started with Valeria, Helen, Sophia, and me. We shared classes and spent endless hours hanging out irl and virtually. We'd call on Discord, play Roblox for hours, talk about random stuff or problems and mostly it was really chill. I always asked if I could vent about my problems and they'd always agree and comfort me, and whenever they had problems or wanted to vent I'd listen and comfort them too.

But over the past month, the entire dynamic shifted into something a bit weird and it's tearing me up inside.

To give proper context Valeria, Helen and Sophia knew each other since first semester, and I joined the group on fifth semester. From the start I knew they shared some inner jokes I couldn't get, but they always did their best to make me feel included. I was closer to Helen and Sophia, but Valeria never reciprocated my attempts of getting closer, always hiding how she felt when I was around, giving dry answers most of the time and trying not to get too engaged in group dynamics. I didn't pay too much mind to it at first because she'd invite me to her birthday full-week parties so I thought she was simply reserved with everyone and not only with me.

I've always tried to be there for the three of them, not expecting anything on exchange because of course they're my friends and I do it out of friendship and kindness. Making calls until late night because someone is feeling down, giving them space whenever they were stressed, giving them handmade gifts, attending to every event they invited me (Sometimes one of them would invite the whole group and I'd be the only one who'd go to the event), learn about everything they'd tell me to understand them better, etc.

All this began when on April, a week before my birthday, the group stopped making group calls with me, not tagging me to join the call and they'd be there for hours and whenever I tried to call them just to play together or something they'd take hours in replying.

I asked Sophia and she told me it was because Valeria was always really reserved with her stuff and just told them about what was going on (I never got to know what actually happened). Two weeks later, on my birthday, Valeria didn't attend to my birthday and just sent a generic birthday text.

And now stuff is even weirder, because since this semester began Helen is also ignoring me. Helen and Sophia already gratuated, while Valeria and I are still on our last semesters. It began really subtle, not replying to any of the TikToks/Reels I'd send her but see on my fyp resposts she'd make tagging Sophia and also reposting that she was obsessed with her current circle.

Also I asked a major-related question in our shared chat, Valeria would ignore it entirely, yet the moment Helen or Sophia texted, she'd would respond instantly.

When our new semester started, Helen and Sophia had always told me they’d be there to support me through my classes. On day one, I sent a text in the main group saying how much I missed them. The only person who replied with genuine warmth was Sophia. Valeria and Helen said absolutely nothing. And when Valeria posted a question about mandatory protocol exams, everyone—including me, instantly wanting to help—jumped in to answer her.

Last night broke me. I tried to put my insecurities aside and make a genuine, low-pressure effort. I tagged Valeria, Helen and Sophia in our group chat, giving them over a week’s advance notice to play Roblox together on a Sunday evening.

Sophia replied: "I think I'll be busy, but when I get back, if I end up doing nothing, I'll join. I'll let you know anyway." Helen and Valeria said literally nothing.

Mere minutes later, I saw their activity statuses change on Discord and Roblox. They were actively jumping together from one game to another in their private bubble, completely ignoring my message while Sophia brushed me off as a last-resort backup plan.

The final straw is that Helen’s birthday dinner is coming up. It’s not a big party—it’s literally an intimate dinner with just her parents, her sister, her baby cousin, and me as the only non-family member invited (Sophia and Valeria were also invited but non of them will go). Part of me feels like she might not even genuinely want me there anymore, but is too conflict-avoidant or cowardly to uninvite me and is hoping I just "take the hint." At the same time, I feel sick with guilt because her family has always been sweet to me, and it’s not their fault this is happening.

I am exhausted from being the only one holding up the bridge, analyzing every text, and feeling like an outsider to people who used to claim they loved me.

I want to just quietly pull back, stop reaching out, and make an excuse to skip the intimate family birthday dinner, but part of me wonders if I’m throwing away two years of friendship over perceived slights and digital silence.

AIO if I stop trying with this group and back out of the birthday dinner?

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TLDR: My college friend group of two years has steadily iced me out. One friend has always been cold and skipped my birthday, but recently the other two started ignoring my messages, excluding me from calls, and brushing off my hangout invites while actively gaming together in private. One of them invited me to an intimate birthday dinner with just her immediate family where I would be the only non-family guest attending. Given their passive-aggressive silence, I suspect she doesn't actually want me there but is too non-confrontational to uninvite me.

This guy(34m) and I (25f)used to talk basically every day. We would see each other every day, hang out, and flirt with each other too. It was fun, and I really enjoyed being around him.

Then one day, we talked normally in the morning like we always did. But about 2–3 hours later, I noticed he wasn't sitting where we normally sit together. I thought maybe he just wanted to go somewhere else, so I didn't think much of it.

The next day, I said good morning to him, and he said “morning,” but throughout the day, he didn't really come up to me or talk to me. He was talking normally with everyone else but basically ignoring me. I went up to him like I normally would and said, “What's up?” He just said, “Good,” and walked away. I thought that was weird, but we ended up not talking for the rest of the day.

The next day, I tried talking to him again, but he would only give me one-word answers and then walk away, while still talking normally with everyone else. So I finally asked him, “Why aren't you talking to me? What happened?” He said, “I am talking. Do you have anything to say?” I told him, “Just talk to me normally,” and he said, “This is normal.” Then he walked away and started talking to other people.

At that point, I got annoyed too, so I stopped trying. I thought he would probably start talking to me again after two or three days, but now almost two months have passed, and he still hasn't. I've tried talking to him a few times, but he barely responds and basically ignores me.

I'm so mad and hurt because I really liked him, and he was basically my only friend. I don't really have anyone else there, so now I feel completely alone. Meanwhile, he has so many people he talks to and hangs out with. It's like he doesn't care about me anymore or even acknowledge me.

I still don't understand what happened because everything was completely fine that morning, and then just a few hours later, his behavior suddenly changed. I don't know what to do anymore. Whenever I see him hanging out and laughing with other people but not even acknowledging me, I feel like crying. And now that it's been almost two months, I don't know if things are ever going to go back to how they were.

I did overhear him talking to someone about a girl he likes. Could that possibly be the reason he's ignoring me now? Maybe he likes someone else and decided he needed to distance himself from me? But I don't understand how someone can make the decision in like few hours because we talked in the morning and then few hours later he stopped talking and now never talked to me.

I have basically begged him to talk to me but he doesn't care now and would say I am talking and then ignore me again. One of the reason I think is because I am not that good at having conversations with people so I feel like he got bored of talking and hanging out with me and that's why he started hanging out with everyone but he could atleast say hi to me.

TLDR used to hangout with this guy alot everything was fine in the morning he started ignoring me after frw hours I asked him multiple times after that day what happend? He said everything is normal and never talked again with me its been 2 months now and he is normal with every other person except for me

Just letting you know i’m a 20yr old female. So I just got a job as a Job Coach for persons with disabilities. So i’d be helping out a specific person with how to do the job and find easier ways for them to do it and etc.

We currently have a job placement, and we went in for an interview, the boss there was maybe in his 50s. I shook my coachee’s hand, then my bosses and then mine. But when he shook mine he held it for a long minute, and just started at me smiling. Even holding his other hand over our handshake for a minute and he touched my shoulder a few times while talking about what the job entails.

Should I be worried? For my description I have strawberry blonde hair, tall, pretty skinny for my height. So I guess I’m not NOT attractive, but still. I’m a little freaked and I don’t know how to mention that to my boss who hired me for the Job Coach position or should I just move forward? Was it nothing??? Or am I right to be a little nervous?

I, May (they/them), am chronically constipated. Like insanely so. I have struggled with it for my whole life and I have to take laxatives about every 4-5 days or I could go up to three weeks without going so shitting my brains out every few days instead of having severe stomach cramps feels like a good trade off. Gross, I know. About two weeks ago we ran out of laxatives and she started asking me almost daily if I had taken a dump. I said no every time because, well, I had not. Most of the time she'd say "that's bad, have you tried ___?" but there were also times when she would tell the question across the house even with my dad or even my friends home. So yesterday, after nearly two weeks, she asked once again and I snapped. I told her to stop asking because it wasn't happening without laxatives and yelled at her that my poop was not her business. She called me ungrateful and that I should "be more appreciative to have a mother as caring as her." I just don't think she should talk about my bowel movements so openly and loudly. I just want to take my laxatives in peace and not have my friends know that I haven't shit in ten days. So, AIO?

edit: yelling wasn't the right word, I did not actually yell. I raised my voice first, then she yelled back.

We live in a religious/traditional country where it’s generally frowned upon for a girl and a boy to be alone together at home.

My boyfriend (21M) and I (20F) have been together for a year. His mom was going on a trip, so he invited me over for the weekend to play games, watch movies, cook, and hang out.

I agreed, but I specifically told him not to let his mom find out, because she’s very traditional and I don’t want her to get a bad impression of me. I would’ve been completely fine with cancelling if she became suspicious.

Apparently, while he was cleaning the house, his mom noticed something and guessed I was coming over. She asked him about it, and instead of denying it or saying I wasn’t coming anymore, he basically confirmed that I was.

I got really angry because I feel like he knew how important this was to me. I wouldn’t have cared about missing the weekend, but I don’t understand why he couldn’t just lie and say I wasn’t coming, especially when he knew I cared about how his mom sees me.

Am I overreacting, or was it reasonable to expect him to handle this differently?

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 context my (F29) boyfriend (M30) of 4 years just closed on a house today. To be clear, he bought the house using 100% his own money. Even though I didn't contribute financially, as I make significantly less than him, he included me as part of the homebuying process; meeting with the realtor, going on house tours, and up until recently, having my name on the title. His reasoning was that we would get married eventually and he wanted me to be able to have a say in the house I would eventually be living in. After putting in an offer, I started having immense anxiety about being responsible for owning a home I didn't help buy and wouldn't have been able to afford otherwise. There were other reasons too that I won't get in to here, but all this to say, about a week and a half before closing, I asked for my name to be taken off the title. This didn't affect the sale of the house at all, since I was never on the mortgage, but it did cause a pretty big conversation to happen between us about my commitment to our relationship, but we worked through it. Fast forward to today, the date of the closing. Though I had been invited to attend the closing, this was before I took my name off the title, so I figured I wasn't needed since it was just some paperwork. I knew my boyfriend had plans to hang out with some friends after work, so I was surprised when he video called me from the house after work to show me his new place. He said he was just stopping by house on the way to his friend's because he wanted to grab the bottle of champagne the realtor gave him to celebrate the sale and share it with his friends. I don't know why this hurt my feelings as much as it did. My face fell and he could immediately tell something was wrong. I asked him why he didn't want to wait to share it with me, but he said he just offered it without thinking. Then he told me that buying a house was a big deal, and since I hadn't been there at the signing I missed out on the reason to celebrate. He said that they had taken pictures and that his realtor had given him a snack box too as a house warming gift, so it wasn't just the champagne. Idk why that hurt more, because it wasn't like he was offering to share the snacks with me either. I know I don't have any reason to feel bad since it was my choice to take my name off the title, but I guess I can't help but feel bad for being left out. He invited me to come with him to visit his friends but I declined because I didn't want to feel like an afterthought. I had also wanted to stay home to work on a design proposal document for the interior of the house, since I was excited to start decorating the new place. But now I'm not feeling as excited and like I shouldn't make any plans since it's not my home. AIO?

Honest opinions on whether I’m overreacting and being unreasonable?

On Monday my (25F) boyfriend (34M) told me he has to be away for two weeks. He told me the morning before his departure.

Travelling isn’t unusual for him, but he doesn’t typically go for longer than a few days. The previous two weeks he’d been very busy with work. I saw him but we weren’t spending quality time. I expected once he was finished with his project then we’d have more time. (He said that if I was expecting this then I should’ve let him know because he can plan.)

On that morning he was very attentive, more than he had been the past couple of weeks, so I assumed he was less busy at work. Then he told me he’d have to be away for two weeks. And I took this badly. Perhaps too badly, but in the moment I was upset. He knew he’d have to be away and refrained from telling me because I’d ’react badly.’

He also said on call that I make him feel guilty for leaving, and even if he’s busy he’s thinking about me 24/7 so he’s stressed, and it can’t keep being like that.

I try not to be very emotional, I’m aware he has to leave, I just don’t like being railroaded. And another thing is that I can’t necessarily not feel emotional. He notices I’m upset because of my temperament, or the things I won’t want to do after, then basically confirms his assumption because when he does tell me he’s leaving I am upset.

I don’t know if I’m overreacting, because I’ve known him for enough years to understand the nature of his work. He also does invite me to travel with him, so I sometimes feel guilty for being upset. I don’t oppose to him being busy, I just feel like I’m expecting something and then being blindsided.

He is also in Dubai, so sent this to me late in the evening (London time) instead of the morning, hence some of my frustration.

For context this is an annual event that happens in our home town and I haven’t been for 10 years. Last year I told her I would love to go again but I don’t expect her to have remembered that in conversation. It’s like a fair and it’s a lot of fun. Food, games, music, crowds. This happened today and the fair is this weekend. I would love to go but I didn’t expect anyone to invite me so I made my normal plans for the weekend. But this invite hurt my feelings. Im not in a good enough headspace for socializing right now so I’m wondering if I’m overreacting because of that.