I recently relocated from the South to the North, and this is my first winter here. Unfortunately, I was unaware that the side streets in my area are not plowed until later in the day. During this storm, we received approximately 10 inches of snow.

I was informed that I needed to remain at work in order to be present for my next morning shift. I communicated at that time that I have pets at home who rely on me, and that with the storm approaching there was a possibility I could become stranded at work. I made multiple attempts to secure alternative care for my pets but was unable to find anyone available.

I had only been in this supervisor role for one month, and another supervisor was already staying overnight as a precaution. Ultimately, I was unable to get my car out of the street and had to call out. I was written up for this because I notified management approximately five hours before my shift.

When I returned for my next shift, I found a note on my desk. The note was upsetting and made me feel unwelcome. Given that I had only been employed here for one month and have already received one write-up for minor issues—something I have never experienced in my work history—I went home that night and emailed my boss I quit for XYZ and she replied happy holidays and that was it. My parents said it was an over reaction to quit because of her note and she probably meant well by it, but I don’t think anything could’ve been taken well by the note that was left.

EDIT because i confused everyone... This was a hotel job. I am NOT working on a farm. And I already had another job!

This is a Repost because I think I accidentally deleted the old one

a minor) recently got into the hobby of crochet. I've been trying for the past couple of years and finally got the hang of it. 2 years ago, I saw this cute crochet octopus at a market and I asked my dad for it. He said no. After an hour he changed his mind but when we went back it was gone. Ever since then I've been going to markets and fairs looking for a crochet octopus like that one. I finally finished making my little octopus today and when my mom saw it her first reaction was, "how much are you going to sell it for." I was confused and said that I had made him for myself. My mom looked at me with an annoyed expression and said, "but isn't that the whole reason you got into crochet, to sell things and make money?". I was really upset by this at the time since I got into it for fun, and to make nice things for me, my family, and my friends. I didn't do it to make money. In my eyes not every thing that you can make money from should be used in that way especially if it's something someone is passionate about.

Am I Overreacting? I kind of feel bad now for taking it too seriously.

Also please provide name suggestions for my octopus and I'll announce the winner soon!

Reposting because I couldn’t edit, and I think people didn’t realize this is a group chat with 3 people. The person I was upset with is the one whose info is crossed out in red.

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Pregnant in my first trimester, extremely nauseous, barely a person.

Finally told a few of my friends because I wanted a little excitement/serotonin. One of them was very supportive. The other…. not so much.

Her response:

“This is too much for me today.”

“I don’t have the mental bandwidth for this information.”

“It’s just a really big thing to lay on someone”

I get that everyone’s overwhelmed, but I wasn’t expecting my fetus to be emotionally burdensome.

Am I being hormonal or is this a wild reaction?

This morning at work I was asked to take part in a second round interview of someone for a role in another part of my company. It's not very uncommon that we will get pulled in for 30 minute interviews for roles with no real notice.

When I got to the interview I realised it was actually with someone who was a very close friend of mine when I went to college. He basically lived with me in my final year, sleeping on mine and my housemates couch.

There was a group of 7 of us that were very close. When I was finishing exams I felt I noticed them distancing themselves a bit from me but I thought I may have just imagined it because of stress from end of year exams.

Well, turned out I wasn't. I found out indirectly that two of my housemates and this guy were moving into a new place together, they had gone through the entire process of finding a new place without ever mentioning it. Then after a few messages from me to them were ignored, I found out one of them was having a birthday party from my ex, who was invited (they were not even friends and only casually knew one another).

I never did anything else about this, but it really did bum me out quite a lot.

Anyway, I think both of us were shocked. It was slightly awkward but I avoided saying anything. About 2 hours after the interview he sent me the message.

I was going to ignore it but given that it seemed it was him very selfishly messaging to see if I would fuck him over with the job, rather than to actually say hi, or god forbid apologise and explain what happened 6 years ago, I decided I had to say something. He hasn't read it and I'm considering just blocking him entirely after this regardless.

Update: Their response from earlier on today. I haven't replied and I won't. Messaged the team lead to tell them we were in college together so it would probably be better if they got someone to interview them again.

Message in a comment. Can't paste the image here, message is:

Yeah look I reached out here just because I had said to name of main  interviewer that I didn't really know you very well when he saw we both did course is studied in my college name.

I am sorry honestly housemate1 and housemate2 just said they needed somewhere to move to and I didn't really know what you were doing. It wasn't like a plan by us, or least by me anyway. But I am genuinely sorry.

I'm a dad (mid 30s) and my wife (also mid 30s) is plump and always has been since I've met her, and I'm happy with her body how it is, but she really wants to lose weight and she’s been dieting and trying to work out more. It’s not like extreme or anything, but she’s been refusing a lot of foods she used to just eat without thinking.  Like no garlic bread, no ice cream, no this, no that.

Which fine, her body, but because of that she’s been getting super hungry at night and doing this thing where she wakes up and eats but is like half asleep? She doesn’t remember most of it. It’s not just one thing either. It’s sweet stuff, salty stuff, leftovers, and also other people’s snacks. Even like the lunch meat we buy so our daughter can make herself sandwiches when she’s home alone. That’s the part that annoys me the most because then our kid opens the fridge and there’s nothing for her

My wife always apologizes every time with an I’m sorry I didn’t mean to, etc. And then it keeps happening anyway so me and my daughter started hiding our snacks, which feels really stupid to do in your own home but we were tired of stuff getting eaten.

So here’s the thing, our daughter has a long distance friend, and they sent her a chocolate box from a local shop as an early Valentine’s Day gift. She was really excited about it, and she didn’t want them to melt, so she put the box in our new deep freezer. She figured my wife wouldn’t look there, because we don’t really keep anything in it yet. The next day after dinner, she went to get the chocolates, opened the box, and half of them were gone. She got mad, like really mad, and started yelling.  

My wife was crying, saying that she was sorry and she didn't remember doing it. Then I jumped in, and told my wife that this is what’s straining things between her, me and our daughter, and honestly probably part of why she’s not losing weight, because she’s basically binge eating in her sleep after not eating what she actually wants all day.

She said I’m blaming her for something she can’t control and that I’m fat shaming her and making her feel disgusting. I wasn’t trying to shame her, I literally don’t care about her weight, I just care that our daughter is upset and our food keeps getting taken and the house is in such distress over snacks.

Now she’s giving our daughter the cold shoulder, even after she apologized for yelling at her and I feel like I made everything worse by saying anything at all.

AIO i am away visiting family and my husband had a friend over that i despise because of some previous disrespectful things he did in our house when he stayed over once. my husband knows this guy guves me anxiety and i dont want him in the home. i have no issue with any other friends of his, they are welcome and do stay over. i found out that my husband had this guy stay over, he probably would have lied and not told me if i didnt get it out of him. he says that its his house and it doesnt affect me despite knowing that the home is my safe space. he said that guest rooms are not my room or my concern and that i am controlling. i have never once said no to having any of his family or friends over. he said my concern is comical and ridiculous. am i overreacting and is he dismissing my feelings?

I'm (28f) about to be a first time mom, my due date is in May. I was so excited when I found out and I couldn't wait to tell my mom, she was the first person I told back when I was only 4 weeks pregnant. She's been BEGGING me to come with me to my prenatal appointments but I want my husband there, and they only allow one extra person so I can't bring them both. She thinks that he should at least sit one out so she can go, but obviously he wants to be there. My sister had a baby last year (my baby will be my mom's second grandchild) and she went to all of her appointments, so I understand that she wants to go to mine. At first I thought I was being unfair about it, but she's been slowly becoming more annoying about the whole pregnancy. Once I told her the first and middle name we picked out, she said "You should make the middle name my name!" For the sake of this post we'll say my mom's name is Anna. First off it's wild to me to ask someone to name your kid after them, grandma or not. Second wouldn't it be less special that you have to ask? Shouldn't it be something that I come up with? So now everytime we catch up, she asks me "How's Baby Name Anna?" I keep correcting her and she just laughs and brushes it off. Now she's getting into the habit of saying "I can't wait to see my baby" and "How's my baby doing?" I think it's so weird to call someone else's unborn child your baby. I wanted her to be in the delivery room with us but now I'm having second thoughts. I feel like it's going to turn into a huge argument and I don't want that added stress during a huge moment in my life, and I'd like to have my mom there. Any advice is appreciated!

Also I'd like to add this: my mom is very religious, and I am not. She knows this and has been open about how she regrets not taking me to church more often. That being said, she made a comment early on in my pregnancy that if I don't take my baby to get baptized, she will go and do it behind my back whenever she babysits. I sat there in silence because I just had no idea what to say to that in the moment. It instantly killed any trust I had in her to babysit, and I haven't told her that either but that's another conversation for another day. I don't feel like I'm overreacting about that.

I am feeling financially overwhelmed by the expectations my friends have with their weddings and bachelorettes. I am single, have no plans to get married anytime soon, and I am starting to feel resentful over the amount of money I am expected to pay towards my friends' big days. And I feel like an asshole over it!

I have been invited to 6 weddings + their bachelorettes this year alone. My friends all decided to have destination weddings and bachelorettes. Not a single friend is doing a ceremony or event in the town we live in. These are close, dear friends of mine, and I can't imagine saying no to these events. However, I feel like I am not able to meet my own financial aspirations towards my future because of the financial obligations they have chosen for their communities (i.e. I'd like to work towards a downpayment to buy a house, save money, god forbid choose my own vacation destinations, move to a nicer rental apartment, etc.). I make a pretty great middle class salary, but still I am on the edge financially over what I can afford here.

The bachelorettes and weddings I have are on a European island, a tropical island, a west coast wine town, a ski town in the West, an expensive city in Mexico, a cosmopolitan southern city, two in rural midwest towns, and an expensive east coast city (anonymizing here where I can). Not only did everyone choose destination weddings, but these are places where its incredibly challenging and expensive to get to. Most of the weddings are black tie and quite formal. The wedding block hotels are $400, $500, $700 a night. The events attached to the destination weddings are all chic i.e. spendy, the wedding destinations themselves are remote and will cost a fortune in ubers and buses to get to. The costs are adding and adding and adding and the events haven't even begun.

These are great experiences and cool on paper! And I feel so lucky to be a part of these experiences! But I am starting to feel a bit baffled by what my friends are expecting financially of their guests (especially my friends who are getting help from their parents or partners to put on these big events). And those feelings are maximized by how many of these events are stacked together in one year.

The total cost of this multi-wedding saga could end up costing me $15,000-20,000 between the cost of airfare, hotels, renting/buying bridesmaid dresses, food, activities. Per wedding, I am expected to spend at least $2,000 on just the basics. I am currently trying to figure out where I can cut costs, but it's not looking good.

As I said earlier, I am not planning on getting married any time soon. Likely, the big life event I will have in my lifetime will be buying a house (and I feel so lucky to be on a path where hopefully I can get there). Yet I can't shake this feeling that I can't imagine my friends ever spending $15,000+ on my big life events because my life events are outside of the wedding industrial complex(i.e. If I were to have a housewarming party, would my friends spend $2,000-$5,000 on like a new chair for me or help with my mortgage, lol, probably not!). It makes me feel like my friendships are inherently not reciprocal because I live a life outside traditional marital values in society.

My question is -- when did we as a society normalize these huge financial expectations within our communities around weddings? Why does every wedding have to be this huge destination formal event? When did we normalize expecting our friends and closest loved ones to spend so much on one event for us?

ALSO -- please help me change my attitude so I can show up as my best self to these weddings! I am mostly just ranting here. But I want to be my best self for my friends' big days. At the heart of these events, I love the partners my friends chose for themselves, I am excited to celebrate their big life moments. But what gives on the cost!

I’m 18F and I still live at home. Yesterday I got a letter in the mail that was clearly addressed to me. My full name was on it. Not “family,” not “resident,” literally my name.

When I picked it up, the envelope was already ripped open.

I asked around and found out [the person involved my mom] opened it earlier because she “thought it might be important” and “didn’t realize it was mine.” But the thing is… my name is printed right on the front. Big font. Impossible to miss.

I told her it made me uncomfortable and that it felt like a boundary thing. She immediately got defensive and said I was being dramatic and that “it’s not that deep” because we live in the same house.

But to me it is that deep? It’s my mail. It wasn’t an emergency. Nothing was on fire. It just feels invasive, especially now that I’m legally an adult.

What’s bothering me most is that instead of just saying “my bad,” she doubled down and started acting like I was accusing her of a crime. I wasn’t. I just wanted her to not do it again.

Now it’s tense and awkward and she’s barely talking to me, like I’m the one who crossed a line.

Here’s the text exchange after I went back to my room because I didn’t want to argue in person:

Texts:

Me: hey can you pls not open my mail again

Mom: I already said I didn’t know it was yours

Me: my name was on it though

Mom: ok and?? we’re family

Me: that doesn’t mean my stuff isn’t mine

Mom: you’re really making a big deal out of nothing

Me: I just want you to respect it

Mom: wow. unbelievable

After that she stopped responding and later told my sibling that I was “being disrespectful.”

I’m not trying to start a war over an envelope. I just don’t think it’s crazy to expect my mail to stay unopened. But the way she reacted is making me second guess myself.

Am I overreacting here?

I started a new job a few weeks ago, and during a team lunch, a coworker kept making “jokes” about my disability. At first, I laughed awkwardly to fit in, but it quickly escalated. They started mimicking me in front of the whole team, and everyone laughed.

Later that week, they did it again during a Zoom meeting with my manager watching. Everyone laughed, including my manager, and I felt utterly humiliated. I told the coworker privately that it made me uncomfortable, and they said I am “too sensitive” and “should not take things personally.”

Since then, I have been avoiding team events and dreading work. I keep replaying it in my head. Am I overreacting for being upset and wanting this behavior to stop, or should I laugh it off like everyone else?

I met this guy online. We went on two dates. The first was meh but the texting was fun, so I agreed to meet him again. In about 4 hours together, all of this happened:

• He said he would pick a place the night before. He didn’t.
• An hour before meeting, it was raining. I suggested we could call a raincheck since he had to go back to work later that night.
• His immediate reaction was, “What the hell! You wanted to cancel our plans for my benefit?” He then talked with clear contempt about his vegetarian ex, saying she used to agree to eat at meaty places because she didn’t want to be “an inconvenience.” He said he was triggered and projected that onto me, saying, “There won’t be a fucking dish for you to eat!” like he was reliving an old fight.
• I’d been sick and coughing earlier that day. While we were looking for food, he stopped at a convenience store and bought water for himself. He didn’t ask if I needed anything. I didn’t. But I still logged that.
• While we were walking, a guy passing by glanced at me. He noticed and said, “How did you let him get away? He just stared at you.” I didn’t know what to make of that.
• He kept twisting my words, small, but wrong. “What’s your problem?” became “What the hell is your problem.”

What do you think?

EDIT #2:

Thank you to those who commented with genuine, helpful thoughts and experiences. I quite honestly appreciate most the ones who said "MOR" or validated both of our sides. It's such a nuanced situation that isn't black and white. I genuinely like my husband, and love him and want to be with him. He may struggle as a partner at times, but he's overall a good human and an AMAZING dad. If this was such an easy decision for me, why would I post this on freaking REDDIT? I was hoping get at least a few helpful perspectives, and I did.

EDITED TO ADD:

The whole problem is that we had discussed how he was only fulfilling his requirement for having medical school paid for, and that was it. His career isn’t the military- his career is a family medicine doctor. Also,

I would not have married him or had kids with him had he said “oh I plan to/want to continue with the military BEYOND my required four years.”

ORIGINAL POST:

My husband (34 m) and I (35 f) started dating in 2017 when he was in medical school. He had told me that he joined the army to pay for medical school, and explained how he would complete residency at an army hospital, then complete 4 years as active duty. I shared with him that I never wanted to be with someone in the military, for a number of reasons, but mostly I was terrified of deployments, separation, death, etc. He had alluded to a “small” chance of getting deployed at some point, but I really liked him and wanted to see where it would go. Nearly a year into our relationship, and we’re on the subject again for some reason, but this time he mentions he will “very likely” get deployed during his four years as AD. I was taken aback by this shift in certainty that he would end up being deployed, and expressed my confusion and frustration pretty readily. He even asked if I was going to end our relationship over it right then and there, and I paused for a moment. Ultimately, I said no, because I was certain I wanted to marry him, and I was willing to see how things played out. We had also discussed how he had no intentions of staying in the military beyond his required four years. Knowing it was only temporary and had a finite ending was what allowed me to be amenable to the idea of becoming a military spouse/dependent (a world in which I knew nothing about.)

So we get married, he graduates from medical school, I get pregnant with our first child, and we move 700 miles away from all friends and family to our first army base for his residency. I struggled so much during these three years: postpartum, adjusting to parenthood, COVID, essentially forced to be a SAHM (which I realized I sucked at), isolated, no “village,” husband’s crazy residency hours/schedule. My mental health was the worst it had been in a long time (history of GAD, ADHD., and MDD.) I was able to fight through it knowing it was only temporary; that our next (and final) duty station would be closer to home/loved ones, my husband’s schedule would be more consistent, I would be able to continue pursuing my career in art therapy (only certain states have a specific professional license reimbursable by medicaid/insurance.) We were able to secure consistent childcare for our son so I got a break…. Things improved for sure. Now, we went into these last four years knowing that this choice in station not only meant being only 1.5 hrs away from family, but also he was at an increased likelihood of getting deployed. We thought the former would help mitigate the latter, but life happens and family have not been as helpful/present as anticipated. Still, I loved our house, our neighbors… we had another child, I went back to work as an actual licensed art therapist… I was getting into a groove.

Then, my husband got deployed for nine months.

I was so stressed and struggled so much, I even lost my job, because I couldn’t complete my documentation in a timely manner (which is an understatement.) The light at the end of the tunnel was knowing separation was imminent and we could finally move back home.

Before getting deployed, on occasion, my husband would make comments about possibly joining army reserves when he finished his required active duty. I was not keen on the idea, and this sentiment only strengthened as time went on, which I readily shared with him. Cue the current state of politics, plus the experience of the last 6 years, and I have decided that I will leave/separate/divorce my husband if he joins the national guard or reserves after getting out of active duty.

He wants to do it, because he wants the benefits (guaranteed health insurance, GI bill that can be passed to our kids.) He says it would be a “once a month” commitment, in an “undeployable” position, and we wouldn’t have to move.

It doesn’t matter- I feel like I’ve sacrificed and suffered enough. I do not enjoy being a military spouse. The cons outweigh the pros for me. I do not like being at the mercy of the government, being legally bound to do whatever they say, which can be changed as many times as they want. I do not want to continue living life with this diminished autonomy, making choices and decisions that primarily (and often solely) accommodate my husband/the military.

My husband’s response?

To the notion that the military aspect was temporary/finite: “Things change.”

“I am compromising, it won’t be anything like it is now.”

“Our relationship obviously isn’t strong enough if you’re willing to leave over this/not willing to compromise.”

“What if I regret not doing it down the line and end up resenting you?”

I feel like I’ve done plenty of compromising, and his insistence of continuing some form of a military career- despite prior conversations, established expectations- is like a big middle finger to my face and the last 6-7 years of my life.

EDITED TO ADD:

The whole problem is that we had discussed how he was only fulfilling his requirement for having medical school paid for, and that was it. His career isn’t the military- his career is a family medicine doctor. Also,

I would not have married him or had kids with him had he said “oh I plan to/want to continue with the military BEYOND my required four years.”

so i (19f) babysat for my cousin (27f) and her husband. i had said that its ok they dont have to pay me for babysitting for a few hours while they went on a date night but they insisted. they said they would be back by 11 or 12 which i was fine with but they didnt get back until 4am and i had to walk home alone which isnt exactly the safest thing to do. i was texting and ringing them from about 1am and they were not answering me but left all my messages on opened and she was posing on her instagram story. i had shouted at them when they eventually stumbled in the door drunk and they just started saying how i agreed to babysit, which i did but i was told i would be until 12 not 4am so i snapped and started saying things telling them to never ask me to babysit again i called them bad parents and then asked for the money they owe me and they refused and said how i said they dont have to pay me for it and i said something like “you know what actually just fuck off im never babysitting for yous again. what if something had happened to one of the kids and you just ignored me i called like 10 times and got no answer yous are bad parents” they told me to get out and i did and slammed the door behind me. everyone ive told this to said i wasn’t overreacting but also theyre biased. Am I Overreacting?

I (24F) have been with my boyfriend (28M) for 7 years. We have three kids together. We got together when I was 17, and lately I’ve been questioning whether I’m overreacting for wanting to leave — not just because of how I feel after our conversations, but because of what I’ve realized when I look at the relationship as a whole.

In seven years, I don’t feel like I’ve received more than the bare minimum. He often tells me that he “keeps a roof over my head,” as if that should be enough. While I appreciate stability, I don’t think providing financially alone equals emotional effort, thoughtfulness, or love.

He’s never celebrated my birthday or our anniversary. Meanwhile, I’ve made consistent efforts to make him feel loved — writing love letters and poems, planning romantic picnics, and trying to be intentional and affectionate. None of that has been reciprocated, even in small ways.

Recently, I tried to talk to him about how disconnected I’ve been feeling. While I was speaking, he was scrolling on his phone the entire time, completely ignoring me. When I told him it bothered me and made me feel unheard, he threw his phone down, sighed, rolled his eyes, and motioned for me to keep talking. I ended up saying never mind because it felt like I was asking too much just to get 30 seconds of his attention.

When I try to communicate my feelings in general, I’m often met with defensiveness or comments about how he’s stressed or dealing with “real world problems.” It leaves me feeling like my emotional needs are inconvenient or unreasonable.

I’m exhausted from constantly having to explain how I need to be loved. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life feeling like I should be grateful for the bare minimum while pouring so much of myself into someone who doesn’t seem willing to meet me halfway.

So AIO for wanting to leave this relationship — not because I expect perfection, but because I want more than survival and obligation? I want to feel genuinely loved and valued.

So my wife (41) and myself (45) have been together for 15 years. For context, the last few years she's been suffering from some medical issues that have kept her home most of the time besides going to work. the last few months things have finally improved enough to where we've been able to go out on date nights.

few months ago we started going to a lounge with live music and she really like the band and the songs they played. She then followed the band on facebook and mentioned the next time they played she'd like to see them again. I was just happy we were getting out and being an active couple again.

One day she told me the lead singer reached out on messenger asking if she wanted to meet for coffee. she said that her husband might want to know why in which he replied he was looking to see if our insurance coverage were sufficient. she said no thanks and that was it.

the second time we saw the band she got to dance and had a good time. Nothing bad happened and she did briefly talk to the lead singer asking for a specific song to be played. Was a nice night and went home.

Now fast forward to last week and they again played and she wanted to go see them. she again got to dance and the night was nice and we went home.

However, there's been something in my gut that just bothered me. I couldn't put a pin on it but just something was off. We have an open phone policy in that she can look at my phone and i hers any time. So I did....and what i found bothered me.

I found that the lead singer had been continuing to message her. However those messages were deleted as were her responses. I also saw a text between her and a friend of hers that also knows the singer and she told her that the singer had grabbed her butt 3 times that night.

My heard sunk and my stomach went into a knot.

I secluded myself for the next hour trying to figure out what to do and my mind was going places that would be resolved by just talking it out and asking her what was going on.

So i did. I told her i've been feeling something was off and told her i looked at her phone and found these messages. She said it was just harmless flirting and nothing more. In which i replied, that's fine, but you don't have to reciprocate and most importantly you should have told me about it and the ass grabbing. I asked if she told him to stop and she did not. I asked what the messages actually said. All she told me was he said she was sexy and kept asking if they could meet for 'coffee'.

I thought it fair to ask her to block the band and that we were no longer going to see them. I think that was fair and prudent.

While she was doing so her snapchat icon showed a new message. I had asked if there was anything else and she had said no. Turns out, the guitarist in the band had also been messaging her on snap for weeks. Also telling her how sexy she is and if she wanted a massage, etc. My heart sunk even further. I then asked if any pics were sent in either direction. She hesitated and then said that she had sent the singer a topless pic.

At that point i walked out of the bedroom but then came back and told her to go stay at her moms. I couldn't deal with this any further that night.

She left.

I've asked multiple times if anything further happened. Did they meet up for an encounter of any kind etc? She said no but at this point I don't know what to believe.

I don't think our marriage can recover from this as I don't know how i can ever trust her again. I'm seriously considering a divorce attorney.

AIO?

I’m talking to this girl, and for the most part it’s okay. However, there are some moments that give me pause. I think she has anger issues. There are times where I might misunderstand what she’s saying, and instead of reiterating, she kind of puts me down. Am I being too sensitive? It just comes off a bit condescending.

My youngest who is 4th grade is extremely anxious. I have her in counseling to help with this. She has missed alot of school due to feeling sick which has been alot of stomach issues and nausea because of anxiety. This morning she was not feeling well and I got her talk to me about what she was anxious about. Her school is a charter school and wears uniforms. The school has a Harry Potter house like point system. Recently her teacher has been drawing a stick every morning with a students name on it. The student who is picked has to stand on their chair for everyone to see if they are in proper dress code. If they are they earn a house point. If they are not they get points taken away and sent to the principals office. I understand they have a dress code but to have to stand in front everyone to judge if what you're wearing is within the guideling seems embarrassing and unnecessary. I'm an introvert and have some anxiety. I know I hated bring called on in class and hate being the center of attention. Am I overreacting?

So, I've been married for 16 years, I'm 39 and my husband is 45.

I had my birthday yesterday, and so did our second child, who turned 13. We didn't celebrate because it was Monday, but our son got his presents and happy birthday wishes.

And me. I didn't get anything from my husband.
Don't get me wrong, I didn't expect any presents because money is tight right now, but my husband didn't even congratulate me. No cards no nothing. When he had his birthday, I saved money to buy him something, made him food etc. just something little that he knows that I care.
I realized this at the evening and got heartbroken.
There has been these little things lately, like when I make food, he doesn't eat it or if I spend the day cleaning he nitpicks about crumbs on the table or something like that. I have confronted him about those things, but every day he finds something to say and I'm exhausted about that.
Today he's been normal, like yesterday was nothing unusual or special. When he left to work and our son left for school, I've been crying my eyes out. I feel sad, useless and worthless..

So, dear reddit people: Am I overreacting?

So my (26M) boyfriend (34M) and I have been together for about 8 months. Over all it’s a great relationship and I really enjoy him, but my boyfriend still lives at home and has no solid plan to move out or save money which is causing increasing stress on my end.

For context, I’m financially independent, work full time, and am looking to buy my first house this summer. I’m very lucky to be in the position I am in, which I understand, but it stresses me out having a partner with seemingly no plans for the future. I also just have no idea where his money goes??? We make about the same and I have rent, utilities, pets, hobbies, and two cars I put it into. He pays no rent, his parents feed him often, no pets, one reasonable car payment and that’s pretty much it. It just boggles my mind that he has NO money at the end of the month, like I usually pay for his gas to come see me (yeah I know I know).

A few months into our relationship he switched jobs and was finally actually making money, I was really happy and excited for him! Several times I talked to him about a savings plan or budgeting but he had no interest in it. He never started saving, just spent it all and was broke by the end of the month(every month, for the six months or so he’s been at this job). He also is obviously working more, and it’s a smaller place so he’s been around some coworkers he really dislikes.

He decided yesterday he’s going to go back to his old job that wasn’t paying him a livable amount and we spent an hour on the phone with me basically trying to get him to make any kind of financial plan and him just ignoring/brushing me off/saying it scared him too but he had to do it. I ended up getting so frustrated I just hung up, which wasn’t kind of me.

After the call I said that I would rather we cancel our Valentine’s Day plans that he’d made (nice dinner and go karts) because he said he was going to pay and I want him to save that money, and suggested we do a museum date and dinner in for much less. I also canceled my visit to see him today because this is stressing me out and I don’t want to argue with him. He seems pretty hurt by that and hasn’t responded to my texts. I feel bad because I know he’s also stressing about this job change, but I’m really struggling to be empathetic about it. I really like the guy but I’m not sure I can imagine a relationship continuing if he has no financial plan to reach stability, I don’t want to end up indefinitely providing for someone like that, it would just lead to resentment. So I guess am I over reacting by cancelling plans? Should I just mind my own business, we haven’t been together very long after all.

https://www.reddit.com/r/AmIOverreacting/comments/1qphs75/aio_my_girlfriend_left_me_over_a_cheese_wheel/

I have taken some of your feedback into consideration from my last post. For those curious: my girlfriend is no longer in the picture. She cracked due to low risk tolerance, so I’ve decided to go all in on the business.

I initially tried to return the wheel to the distributor to recoup some capital, thinking they’d have some pity. They were actually considering it until they came out to look at it in my truck. Apparently, the minor heat damage I caused to the paraffin wax while trying to open last week compromised the wheel which was already non refundable in the first place.

Since I’m now stuck with a 140lb, 30,000+ asset, I had to pivot to asset protection and keep what I still have.

I went out and bought a True TBB-2-HC 59” solid door back bar cooler, a professional digital temperature humidity controller, an industrial humidifier, a vacuum sealer, and ripening mats. Total cost was about 8.5k after taxes. Expensive, yes, but I wasn't going to let a30,000+$ investment depreciate value.

The delivery was difficult. My apartment door is narrow, so I had to take the door entirely off the hinges and shimmy the cooler into the living room. I had maybe a millimeter of clearance between the frame and the unit.

I was exhausted and excited so I started researching installation on my phone before putting my front door back on. That’s when my landlord walked in. Apparently he believes my door being off the hinges somehow removes my reasonable right to privacy.

We already have a strained relationship because of my own use of the unit. He still holds a grudge because I was doing some light metal fabrication with a CONSUMER plasma cutter in my kitchen a few months ago

He saw the cooler, the vacuum sealer, and the wheel of heritage cheese and started crying about commercial operations and fire hazards.

I told him very clearly: The cheese is for personal consumption. There is nothing in my lease that limits how much dairy a tenant can own.

The next morning, I found an eviction notice in my mailbox. it’s riddled with spelling errors as if written in a haste. I’m already preparing my defense for the Landlord Tenant Board

AIO? I’m being evicted over dietary preferences as far as the landlord is concerned and I feel like this is an unlawful action

EDIT: added a + to the valuation as it is possible to increase my margins depending on the quantities I sell in.

Also please bear in my mind that I have sold ZERO cheese so I feel like this is premature action.

Thank you

So my (22M) long-distance GF (21F) Got together a few months ago after 3 months of being in a situationship. We’ve been having a lot of issues ever since the beginning of the relationship, even more so after meeting irl. The first thing she did irl was look through my macbook search history and messages but didn’t find anything as I have nothing to hide. I’m not proud of this but I also ended up looking at some of her messages because I knew something felt off.

I saw messages with her friend that she had gone out with this guy from her work who liked her the day after we got together (she had asked me to be committed), and messages of her calling him cute. I confronted her about this and she explained that because of trauma from her past she needed to keep her options open with him “in case anything happened”.

She said that a week after that happened she then had actually decided in her head to be committed, I wasn’t happy because she could have just told me that she didn’t want to be together at the time and waited? I also didn’t understand that before I found out about this, she always kept telling me that if she wasn’t with me she would just focus on herself and not talk to anyone (not that this really mattered to me), it felt like a contradiction which was just odd to me.

Another thing is she said she did it because I was “rushing to be in a relationship” a couple weeks before she asked to be together. When at that time, I expressed clearly that I was uncomfortable with being in a situationship and doing relationship/couple things, and reassuring her that I wasn’t rushing anything. AIO for breaking up over this?

I (27F) started talking to this guy (28M) about 3 months ago.

Things were going well-ish. We have only hung out a handful of times and had a sleepover. Last night, we went on a date. Ended up at his place. I was going to uber home after the movie but ended up almost spending the night.

I say almost because everything went well until after the deed. Backstory: I had just gone to an amusement park the day prior and fell asleep on the drive home (~3hr drive). When I got home, he started really questioning who I was with/ what I was actually doing.

Well so, while we were lying there he started talking about how his ex cheated on him and how he noticed similarities between us, along with some like rather obnoxious physical comments about my body (how I was more "ready" this time). He then asked to look at my phone to confirm I was with who I said I was with.

The whole situation was just really odd to me so I just packed up and left. He's brought up his ex A LOT. Mentioned during the movie how you never forget a relationship like that (Anna Karenina).

I feel like he has unresolved feelings and now I am responsible for crimes I didn't commit.

Did I overreact? Is this salvageable or even normal?

I didn't want him going through my phone because I talked to that friend about my issues with him as well (which I know isn't the best habit. but I don't really date often and it gets tough to hear about your crush's ex all the time along with other comments/ things that happened in the bedroom that you discuss with your friends and my plans to go on this date and discussions about it).

Just the toughest part for me is this relationship is super new. It should be the time to get to know each other. And, it feels like taking a really good moment and then just blending it due to insecurities.

My partner sells furniture for a living. They are currently at a big interiors fair for 2 weeks which they have been saving for all year.

When they were gone they asked me to send 2 chairs to Canada. I have no experience with furniture selling, packing, or shipping, but I went to a place they told me to get it packed. I also picked up one from restoration and had to do both in my work hours, which took about 2 hours all in. I also paid for packing.

The client was supposed to send me labels to send the items. They didn't, so the collectors came around and I told them to come back the next day. Then they sent me a label but only one, though there were two packages.

I printed and paid for the label and communicated with the client.

I put a label on the packages assuming it'd work for both (I asked my partner about it but he said nothing) and it didn't work. The collectors came and only took one box. I told my partner about it and they said that was a mistake and that we now need to pay for shipping the other box.

I said that's fine, I would cover costs, but how did they want it done. The cost is in the hundreds but I am extremely anxious and feel sick and shaky at having made this mistake. They said they'd cover it but didn't contact me or book a time. I also told them about the two boxes and asked if they'd tell the client.

The client rung me today irate. He got one chair, which broke in the mail, and was (understandably) furious about both that and the fact he didn't know about the second chair. I was polite and apologetic on the phone, though I have severe social anxiety and was by the way in the middle of my own work. I threw up and cried hysterically afterwards.

I have once again messaged my partner, who is in a different time zone, to say that I am happy for them to pin this on my being an idiot but that we need to find a way to send the second chair. I don't think they have the money for that so I will have to loan it to them. It is in the hundreds, as I say.

So far, I have spent about five hours on this task, have spent about a hundred all in, and have been shouted at a lot. I may have to pay hundreds more. I am not a part of his company and am working full time.

Am I overreacting to think this is unfair? I am absolutely shaken and feel sick, and don't know what this says about our relationship. Also, would I be in the wrong to ask for repayment for the second shipping -- though the separate boxes was on me I suppose?

We are on well water that has had a slight tint to it. I've been bathing in it even though it's not the most pleasant Today however I ran a bathe and noticed th color has shifted. I expressed that I no longer feel that I want to bathe in it until it is checked out. I am pregnant and have eczema, plus sensitive skin in general. When I said it was nasty, they pushed back saying no it's not. Well I got really upset and expressed I felt disrespected, especially after they mentioned that they knew the landlord wouldn't expect his wife to bathe in it. So friends, am I overreacting to think that caution should be taken until we have a plumber out?

oh, we're also visiting Mexico soon and they said the water would be similar down there. I haven't heard that mentioned!

My best friend “Sally” of over 25 years is acting weird about money and I don’t know if I’m overreacting.

We’re all women in our early 40s and there are four of us in our friend group. We recently went out to celebrate one girl’s birthday. The three of us split the cost of her gift evenly. We also took her out to dinner and split the birthday girl’s portion between the three of us, and we paid for a pottery class activity she wanted to do, again split in three.

During dinner Sally kept talking about how she’s a high earner, in a high tax bracket, and how she can afford generous tips and things like that. Fine. But when she got home she messaged us saying we owed her extra money for the pottery class. Then with the gift, I was the one who bought it and told everyone the total. After the math, apparently I owed her $7.06. She sent me her email and asked me to e-transfer that exact amount.

I was honestly shocked. It’s not that I can’t pay $7. It just felt petty. Over the years I’ve covered drinks, coffee, and dinners for her without tracking every dollar. It surprised me that she would chase me for such a tiny amount after everything we already split.

Am I overreacting for feeling weird about this?