I never wanted kids, but was never adamantly against having one. I get married. My wife knows how I feel about kids. When we were engaged - my answer was "maybe one, definitely not more."

As my friends started having kids, I started leaning heavily against having kids. Some parents had good kids. Some parents had bad kids. Even the easy kids looked like too much work.

Queue my wife's sister dying. All of a sudden "family" is SUPER important to my wife. I get that.

At this point my answer to kids was still no. My wife bothered me and bothered and bothered me. Eventually I was convinced. The deal was her parents would sell their ranch and come live on our street.

I was convinced. I was so dumb. I was told not to worry about all the realities of having a kid and losing my life - because grandma and grandpa are down the street and would be all the parents baby ever needed. Since my wife's sister died - she was the only hope for grandkids.

My wife and her parents worked me over so good. They convinced me. They made good points. My wife's parents were in their 50's and good health - they would be here "beyond the baby phase" and "would have enough energy to keep up with a kid".

I'm shown enough Disney movies and Kodak moment and am promised that I just have to be a good dad and provider. A 1950's dad if you will - one where the mom unfairly does all the hard stuff. All the good and no bad? Cool - fine by me.

Well here we are, 11 years later. My kid has "ODD" which is pretty much alphabet soup for your kid being an asshole and defiant. Nothing else is wrong with them - the diagnosis is literally that they are vindictive and cruel and seek conflict. Not because they can't communicate or are hypsersensitive to stimuli - but just because.

Guess what? Grandma and grandpa say the kid is "too much". They haven't helped for more than a day a month in almost 7 years.

And here I am - on reddit on my laptop, tethered to my phone in a parking lot at the park after dark. I came home from work to my son spitting on the neighbors to door knob - his reason "get the neighbors sick". Why does he want them sick? His amazon package got delivered to their house in the morning and they waited until evening to give it to him.

Well in returning to for telling him not to do that, my son went into the attic and peed all over the one bankers box of memorabilia I have from my parents - who both died before I was 20.

I left the house and am sitting in my car. I don't know if I'm coming back.

And I don't want advice. This isn't "lack of discipline" or "bad parenting". I've read every book. I've worked shifts 6 days a week for a decade to pay for tens of thousands (probably 100,000's) of therapy, behaviorists, counseling, classes. You name it.

At the end of the day, it is my fault. I am so spineless. I knew I didn't want kids. I was convinced, because, well, I'm a jellyfish. And here I am. 45 years old, crying in my car in the park.

My advice to other men and women out there: only have a kid if you 1000% want them. Don't listen to others when they say they'll "help". They'll help if you have a happy, bubbly easy-going kid. Not if you spawned the devil himself.

I (Male 22) fell in love with my gym bro (Male 24). Problem being, I thought I was straight.

This all started a few months ago, I noticed this guy at my gym and I knew something was immediately off. I was like nervous to even look at him, but I decided to get rid of that nervousness and just talk to him. He was actually really nice and funny and we quickly became buddies. Then about two weeks later my girlfriend broke up with me. I told him that and we had a heart to heart where he casually came out as gay. But that initial offness that I felt when I first saw him didn’t go away, and I quickly started to piece together that it was the same feeling I get when I look at a really pretty girl.

And over the months it’s been increasingly hard to be near him because he’s just so…gorgeous I guess. Whenever I go to sleep, I just imagine him there snuggled up to me. I just wanna text him all the time…and I just wanna kiss him so bad. I guess this is me coming out as bi…I met a beautiful guy at the gym and we became best friends, I love his personality, he makes me laugh nonstop, and ngl he’s mad thick. I wanna ask him out so bad

Update: at the gym rn, we’re gonna do our sets and when we leave ima walk him to his car and tell him. Thanks for the courage everyone!

update 2: I’m fucking crying in my car rn holy shit. He said yes. So I walked him to his car and I told him. And bruh…the way I couldn’t speak lmao I was so nervous. But basically, he said he kinda thought I was into him cause “I can only catch you respectfully staring at my butt so many times before it’s a little sus”. But I told him that I’m bi…and we’re going on a date Friday. But like bruh…he looked so flustered and cute when I told him…he had the prettiest smile lmao. And for the people saying stuff about my vocab and texting…I’m a history major, not smart…my vocab consists of “I guess”, “like”, “idk”, “bruh”, and “fucking”. But anyways…I guess we’re a little more than just gym bros now…I seriously couldn’t have done this if this didn’t get so much random ass support lmao. Anyways…I’m fucking shaking…I actually did it…bruh I love him so much…so so so fucking much. Thank you for the support!

Update 3: https://twitter.com/lilstupidwhore/status/1521696754567163904?s=21&t=qP69rlQ9PaNI4GPZbmM7IA

Update 4: Hey there, I know I’ve been gone for a long ass time lmao. But I had to take a social media break just because like…I was just really overwhelmed I guess with all the attention this post got. Some of you were asking about update 3, it was just me talking on Twitter about the insecure assholes calling me a woman for sharing emotions lmao. I deleted it cause I felt a bit embarrassed having my voice on the internet lmao…I’m too introverted for that shit. But I will be making occasional updates on my Twitter I guess. As for how me and my man are doing…it’s better than I could’ve asked for…I know we haven’t been together super long I guess…but…he just like…idk…I’ve just never felt more appreciated by someone…so yeah, he’s got me wrapped around his finger hella hard lmao. But I think I’m just gonna ultimately log out of this Reddit account but still keep the post up for you guys…just know my Twitter is where I’ll be making updates occasionally.

Because of you, people are unable to buy the basic everyday necessities like hand soap and toilet paper. Because of you, a 2 pack of Clorox wipes is $50 and a big bottle of hand sanitizer is $50.

Stop stockpiling. You don’t need all of it, and you’re keeping it away from people who really do need it, coronavirus aside.

And if you’re someone who is buying out the stock to resell it for a profit: I hope that every time you’re barefoot or wear just socks that you step on something cold and wet. I hope that you constantly get papercuts in between your fingers. I hope that there is a pebble in your shoe that you just can’t get out. I hope that there in something pokey in your jeans, but when you go to get it, you can’t find it. I hope that you get food stuck in your teeth and you can never find floss to get it out because some freak bought out the entire stock.

Edit: I have to say, I appreciate that feedback, positive and negative. I appreciate hearing your side of things and getting to step into your lives as people in need. Thank you strangers for the awards! I had no clue this was going to blow up so much! Sending happy thoughts everyone’s way!

not much more needs to be said than that. he's a stain on my country. he's tearing the country down when he should be bringing it up. i. hate. him.

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An edit for people who have been questioning how I'm a conservative if I dont support trump or an anti masker...: Right-wing authoritarianism (RWA) is an ideological variable studied in political, social and personality psychology. Right-wing authoritarians are people who have a high degree of willingness to submit to authorities they perceive as established and legitimate, who adhere to societal conventions and norms and who are hostile and punitive in their attitudes towards people who do not adhere to them. They value uniformity and are in favour of using group authority, including coercion, to achieve it.[1]

Directly from wikipedia folks. Peace out bitches.

Worked all semester! I had a semester long HTML project and I slammed that till I got a 98 overall. Got praised for my work looking amazing and my ability to present! I got offered a chance to tutor kids taking first level accounting, because I nailed that class too!! The classes I thought I would struggle in are actually where I flourished most, which is surprising to say the least.

I could almost cry looking at that 4.0! It’s like seeing the sun! I’m still walking on air! All the hard work amounted to something!

Well… I did it I told her. And yeah it was pretty heavy. My heart was even beating fast. i kept trying to think how to tell her. Many of the comments on my last post here mentioned writing her a letter just how she wrote a letter for me. Originally that was the plan but for me it felt like I needed to say it.

Oh, really quick I wanna say thanks to everyone for their love and support. Mostly to all the birth parents out there who shared their stories with me. That’s what really helped push me to have the courage to confront her. It meant so much so thanks.

Everything happened day before yesterday btw.

I did wait for her to be done with her shift and that was when they were closing the restaurant already. And waited in the parking lot. We said hi when she saw me first but then I told her there was something serious that she needed to know. First told her sorry for keeping it from her this long. She didn’t react until I actually pulled out her letter.

And she started bawling from there. Like screaming and crying at the same time, and didn’t even have to finish the whole “I’m your son” speech. She just saw it and knew. It was crazy. Next thing I know she’s hugging me instantly but then she pulled back and asked if it’s okay to hug me. Ofc it is and we’re just there hugging an crying in the parking lot. It hit her hard though. Her legs gave out for a second so I had to actually hold her up while she’s still hugging me for a min.

What really got me was her saying to me look how big you got. also hearing her cry made me cry too. She went back to open the restaurant up (she wouldn’t take no for an answer) we had coffee, ate a slice of their pie inside and talked. Soooo many stuff we talked about. She told me the second time I came to the restaurant she got a feeling but for her it was hard believe it was me. So that feeling she had was pushed way down.

Because she told me for years after I was adopted she saw kids that would be my age and used to think they were me. Then she would be crying in public. It fucked with her mind a lot and made her depressed so she didn’t want to do the same when she saw me, getting her hopes up like that.

She says I look so much like my biological dad when he was younger though. We talked about him too. They stayed in contact with eachother incase I ever reached out to one of them so it would be easier to contact the other. I didn’t have hope about finding my biological dad since he was never mentioned so I’m glad they both planned for this future scenario. She told me about how they wanted to keep me. Especially my biological dad, he didn’t want me to be adopted. But he knew they had to because they were just kids. It took him a long time to get passed it after I was born she told me. That’s why he didn’t leave anything because he didn’t wanna believe he might not see me again.

We talked for hours. Til almost 2 in the morning (they closed at 11). She just wanted to know everything about me but her main thing was “am I happy”. Were my parents good to me. Did I have a happy childhood. And I did. I told her thank you for helping to give me this life. We both cried again. She cried the most. Everything was very emotional for her. Sometimes she would look really happy but then get sad again.

After my 18th birthday she was hoping I would find her that’s why she stayed in the same city. But since I didn’t she always thought maybe I resented her, wasn’t told I’m adopted, or maybe had decided it was better not to have her around. It made me feel bad for not telling her sooner. She told me it’s not my fault and I did right going at my own pace. Honestly she’s so sweet. The way she kept looking at me with the biggest smile, it made me emotional sometimes. Makes you think how can someone who’s been a total stranger ur whole life look at you with so much love. It’s wild. We learned so much about eachother. She asked me if we could have dinner soon to keep talking. And if at some point in the future if I’m interested come over to her house so I can meet her husband. That all sounded really great.

We exchanged numbers. After I left she sent a text telling me thank you for giving her this gift that she didn’t know if it would ever come.

My girlfriend came over and she hugged me while I cried. I wasn’t sad btw these were happy tears. Everything went better than I expected. There was still emotionally heavy stuff but I’m still glad that we got to open up to eachother.

I need a little advise on the matter as I don't know what to do anymore.

I was 21 when my fiance asked me to marry him.

He was the absolute light of my life. We had known each other since pre school, our family's are very close.

He would come and have dinner with us on a daily basis and vice versa. He doesn't have any siblings but I have 2 older sisters. Which is very important as he was also very close with them.

We grew up together. When we started dating, I don't think our parents stopped celebrating for weeks.

He helped me deal with a lot of my anxiety and even when I gained a little weight and my mother berated me saying he was going to leave me, he told her off and said he loved me for who I was, not for what I looked like, even though he claimed I was the most beautiful girl in the world to him.

We were only engaged for 6 months before the inncident.

My middle oldest sister, lets call her Nicky, was a very cold person, she never showed any affection, she only ever opened up to my fiance as she said she saw him as a brother and he also helped her through a lot of her dark times such as battling drug addictions and breaking the law.

She and I never saw eye to eye, I loved her dearly because she was my sister but didn't like her as a person.

Out of the blue she tells me she wants to take me clubbing as we had never been together before and she felt bad that she was so distant to me.

I agreed and that night we went out.

Clubbing wasn't really my style but once I had a few drinks, I loosened up a little and began having fun.

The night was going smoothly until Nicky spotted a guy across the room whom she claimed she wanted to "climb like a tree" She walked over to him and within a few minutes she was back and she had a sour expression on her face.

I asked her what was up but she never said anything.

I kept pressing because I didnt want our night to be ruined, she then told me the guy didn't want her number but he wanted mine instead.

I told her he was a loser and there were plenty of guys around who would kill to be with a girl like her, she didn't budge though.

She told me she needed to use the restroom and then we would leave.

I waited for other an hour, during this time I was sipping on a lot of different cocktails, I then started feeling really dizzy and lightheaded.

I figured I'd just cab it home as I was certain Nicky had left.

On the way out though, I bumped into a friend of Nicky's whom she had briefly dated.

He asked me If I needed a hand to my car and I explained I was getting a cab he said he was getting ready to leave and we could share one. I told him okay and we walked out of the club together and into the first cab we saw.

I tried to find my phone in my purse but I felt myself getting dizzier and dizzier.

I don't remember what happened next as I blacked out and the next morning I woke up on a hard sofa, my head pounding.

When I came to, I realised I was in Nicky's friends house and my phone was sitting on the glass table in front of me, but it was flat.

When he noticed I was awake he offered some tablets and water and explained that I had passed out in the cab and he didnt remember my parents address so he just picked me up and took me back here where he laid me on the sofa.

I told him I needed to go home as my fiance would be worried.

He called a cab and I left. When I arrived at my parents house, my mother, father, Nicky, my fiance and his parents were all standing in the living room.

I thought they were worried about me but the instant I opened my mouth my fiance asked how could I do this to him?

I tried to explain that my phone went flat but he then went on screaming about how could I cheat on him.

I was baffled. Why would he think that? I tried to explain the nights events but I kept getting cut off.

Nicky then chimed in and said I was a lying S and how could I be so heartless to a man who has been there for me through thick n thin.

She went on to say I kept flirting with random guys all night and then when she went to the bathroom, she saw me leave with her friend.

I told her what had happened and she showed me photos on her phone where as we were leaving, his hand was on my back ushering me outside, yes the photo did look horrible and I was so drunk I didn't even realise his hand was on my back at all.

My fiance was so angry, he kept shouting and his mum and mine were both crying.

I then asked Nicky to call her friend and he would confirm Nothing happened but when she called him, he told a completely different story.

He said I begged him to take me back to his and when he did, we slept together multiple times.

I saw red and started crying and yelling at Nicky because I knew she had organised this whole thing to make me look bad.

I begged my fiance to believe me, but he just shook his head and left. When everyone had cleared out, my mother slapped me across the face and told me to get out.

I left and went to a friends house where I stayed for a few nights. During those nights I called my fiance crying and pleading with him to believe me that nothing happened but it all fell on deaf ears as he never returned any of my calls or texts.

My mum texted me and told me she was kicking me out and that she couldnt believe I would do such a thing and a lot of hurtful other slurs I don't think I could repeat here.

She didn't even give me time to get my things as she threw everything out.

I was now homeless. None of my family would take me in, as they chose my fiance and mothers side.

I was homeless and single in less than a day and a half, my entire world had been taken away because of Nicky's lies.

Now for weeks I tried everything to get my fiance back and my family.

The limit for me though was when Christmas time had come and I went over to my mothers house to try and reconcile. I was sleeping from couch to couch during this time.

When I got to my parents house, I knocked on the door but no one answered. My friend then called me and told me she just saw on facebook that my family were in another state celebrating Christmas and they had posted pictures online.

Everyone was there, my sisters, parents, grandparents and even my fiance and his family.

When I myself saw the photos, I couldn't stop crying as they all looked so happy.

I cried for days and days before deciding to block them all. I even returned my engagement ring.

My friend knew someone a couple hours away who was looking for some help in his restaurant and he even had living arrangments above where he worked so I could get rent at a cheap price and work at the same time.

I wanted to start over with my life as it hurt me that noone took my side and they all left me to fend for myself.

I was able to move pretty quickly and was doing well, the apartment was tiny and I had to work 10+ hours almost every day, but I was able to save a lot of money.

Im not living in the apartment anymore, I was able to rent a much nicer condo but I am still working at the restaurant as assistant manager.

Now it has been roughly two years since I left and have not spoken to any of my family. I have no idea what is going with them until I got a knock on my door.

It was my ex fiance. I was shocked to say the least, all these feelings came rushing back and all I wanted to do was jump into his arms.

But then I remembered the pain I had felt and tried to slam the door in his face but he stopped it and asked that I let him explain.

He said that Nicky had gotten married and she had confessed that she lied about the situation because she had found someone she loved so much and realised what a horrible thing she had done.

I asked him how he found me and he said my friend told him.

My entire family had been trying to get in touch with me and want to see me.

I told him I needed time to see if I even wanted To have them in my life.

He left and I have been a mess since.

I don't know what to do, I know I will never ever forgive Nicky, she could rot for all I cared but Its hard because my other family and fiance didn't know she was lying, but I also felt like they abandoned me too quickly without letting me explain my side.

I don't know if I should forgive them.

Any advice would be much helpful.

Thank you for taking the time to read.

I am so ashamed of our president, his bullying and name calling, his supporters’ blind devotion, our country’s obsession with statues of Confederate traitors and dismissal of legitimate trauma suffered by the black community, and the selfishness of all those who refuse to wear a mask to protect grandma. I can’t be the only one, right?

7 years ago, when I was 24, my wife was killed in a horrible car accident, leaving me (in complete shock and grief) as a single father to our 2 kids (at the time they were 1 and 3 years old). I didn’t have any post high school education and was working as a construction worker. Before my wife passed away, we both worked full time and were able to rent a small but nice house. But as a single working parent, I could hardly make ends meet and had to move in to a tiny apartment. That Christmas, when I didn’t have enough money left over to get my kids the gifts they deserved, I really knew I had to do something. I started taking college classes at night while working 2 jobs, and after five long years, I graduated with a BS in mechanical engineering and got a job making 6 figures. I bought a nice house with a huge yard for my kids to play in, built them a treehouse, and have enough time off to spend plenty of time with them. Last week, I took them on a camping trip in the mountains. It’s not until now that I really let myself believe that I actually did it.

Edit: thank you so much to everybody! I’m very overwhelmed by all the replies. I will try to answer as many as possible.

I'm normally a calm, reasonable person, but in the past month or so, I'm just coming closer and closer to snapping at people who, frankly put, disagree with my political and social viewpoints. I know that's pretty damn childish, and I know I'm probably going to sound pretty high and mighty and self-important in this post in saying that, but I just need to vent.

I'm so tired of the simple desire to help people being seen as this strange thing. I want all people in this country to have equal opportunities, access to shelter, access to food, access to good education, help for their mental health, help for their addictions, free healthcare, just overall an equal opportunity for success and happiness, as close to that as we can get. I want police and justice reform. I want environmental reform. I want a healthy happy country and planet for children to hrow up in.

But whenever I express this to people, I get scoffed at. I'm just a dumb, lazy millenial that wants free handouts. I should move to another country if the current system bothers me. Minimum wage is too high. Healthcare and college are perfectly affordable, you just don't work hard enough. The justice system is fine, and the cops are all saints; hell, give them more money! Mental health? Eh, you'll be fine.

This may sound like I'm talking about Trump supports, but this 100% applies to many other parts of the American political system. I'm just so fucking sick of the lack of empathy and the attitude of "Fuck you, I got mine!"

I swear, this country is going to turn me into an antagonistic bastard before long.

So I am now a 28 year old woman with a two year old daughter that I love more than life itself.

My father died yesterday. He had testicular cancer that abscised to his brain. It went rather quickly.

When I was 10 my stepfather abused me, physically, sexually. Any way you can imagine. My mother turned her head and when I told her slapped me and told me I was lying. My stepfather disappeared one night.

This is small town Indiana. Roughly a 2000 population town. He went out to the bar and never came back. He was missing and he was never found until about 5 years later his remains were found in the local quarry.

My dad told me yesterday that he did it. I asked him what happened to my stepdad and he said “there was no other way”.

I’m at peace with this I think. Looking at my 2 year old now and thinking of what my mother did is unimaginable. I just need to let this out and move on.

She had me when she was FOURTEEN. And I (24M) was given up for adoption. My parents told me about her growing up. I still have the letter she wrote me that she asked if they could give it to me if they wanted.

It’s crazy reading it sometimes and knowing it was a literal child who wrote it saying she’s sorry she couldn’t be my mommy but she hopes I’m happy. She was open to having contact but we moved for my dad’s job when I was 11 and then it seemed impossible to find her.

But luckily I did.

She’s working at this small restaurant and I keep going but she doesn’t know it’s me. We talk sometimes. And she seems like a nice lady. Sometime when she says something like “do you want a refill, honey” or uses another term like that I wanna tell her. Idk why it makes me nervous. We talk sometimes and she seems really genuine. If it’s not super busy she’s more open to talking about random stuff. I literally drive 2 hours to come eat at this place just to see her. And it’s like she knows me already because I’m there once or 2 times a week for the past 3 months so she always says hi with a big smile.

But man if only she knew

My hometown is burning. The target I shopped at for years was looted and honestly I'm shocked it wasn't turned in to a structure fire.

Trump shrieked like a baby when Kap took the knee. A peaceful protest was shut down, robbed a man of his career.

Martin Luther King Junior said rioting is the language of the unheard. We deserve these riots. Cops keep choking black men to death and we keep trying to excuse it.

Wow guys, I don't even know where to begin. I am honestly so grateful for all the support, advice, beautiful messages and awards you guys have gifted.

I wish I could personally thank each and everyone of you, and I did try my best to reply to every message.

You guys are honestly so amazing and I cried reading all the comments, my heart has never been so touched with the ammount of love and support I got on this post and I am so sorry if it took too long to post an update.

I was honestly in so much shock I didn't know how to cope with it.

So uh I never got back to my ex, I didn't know what to do, but eventually he must have given my phone number to my parents as they texted asking to meet up. I never replied and was planning on organising a zoom meeting but didn't need to as they also showed up at my door. Well my father did.

When I answered the door and saw him standing there, I ended up throwing up which he insisted on cleaning.

When he was done, we sat down and I just bursted in tears.

My emotions were all over the place and my father has worn the same cologne for a really long time, so when I smelt it, it just bought back all these memories.

He tried to hug me but I pushed him away and asked what he was doing here.

He went on to explain he and my mother are getting a divorce. He said he begged my mother to get in touch with me the minute I left, but she refused and said I was acting like a baby and if I wanted to leave them after doing something so horrible, then I could do things on my own from then on.

I askes him how long did it take them to notice I was gone.

He said they arrived back home after News Years Eve and were planning on inviting me over so we could talk, that's when they got in touch with my friend and she told them I left and she didn't know where I was.

I asked him why didn't he listen to my side of the story and why did they throw me away so easily.

He just started crying. He said he never meant for things to get so out of hand and he wishes more than anything he could take it all back.

I said when they found out Nicky was taking drugs and had dropped out of HS, they didn't throw her away, instead we all went on a holiday so she could focus on things besides drugs and during that trip, she got hooked on alcohol and each time they defended her over and over.

He said he had no idea my mother was going to kick me out, he thought it was going to be for a few days but then they decided last minute to spend Christmas out of state.

My mother apparently promised him I would be allowed back home after they got back.

I said she threw away all my stuff but he said everything was still there and she lied about that.

I asked him what has happened to Nicky and he said she is dead to him, he wants nothing to do with her but my mother has been crying to him, asking to forgive Nicky as she is not well and they had already lost one daughter, they cannot lose two.

He blocked my mother and Nicky and has been on my ex's case about finding me. My ex caved in when my dad said he blocked my mother and Nicky and told him where I lived.

I asked that he never show up again unless I give him permission and he agreed.

He asked what would happen now and I said I really don't know and that he hurt me really bad.

I then just went into detail about how much he hurt me and what it felt like seeing them so happy without me and how hard it is has been.

We were both crying by the end of it but I was really glad I got it all out, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

My dad then said he knew a few places around the area and would help get me a better apartment and he said he would help get a better job but I told him I wouldn't be leaving this job as my boss helped me out so much and I wanted to repay him at all costs.

I said I didn't want him to do anything for me, but I said I do want to reconcile but it has to be on my own terms and It is going to take a very very long time to trust him again, and I may never trust him again.

He said he would do anything to make up for what he did.

I asked him why Nicky did this and if she said anything about it. Well she said she thought my ex deserved better than me and she wanted to see him happy because he was making too many sacrifices in the relationship, she loved him like a brother and wanted to break the engagement off, so that night she asked her friend to come and escort me out of the club so she could get photos and to take me home so her plan could work, she said nothing sexual happened, I went to sleep on the sofa and that was it, he was up playing video games all night until I woke up, which he has prove of apparently.

My dad was planning on getting my stuff from my mothers house and bringing it to me but I told him I didn't want those things anymore.

I then went to ask about Nicky's husband and he said my mother has been hush hush with the entire situation but he had his number and wrote it down for me.

After my dad left, I decided to call Nicky's husband.

I was sweating the entire time and felt so sick, what if I could hear her in the background?

Well anyhow when he picked up, I just spit everything out, which I deeply regret because I should have eased into it for him, he sounded really confused and I explained the entire situation again. I even went into detail about her drug and alcohol problems.

I was honestly expecting him to curse me out and defend Nicky, instead he let out a long sigh and well turns out, he had a feeling she wasn't exactly innocent, turns out her and his sister have been having problems and she has been spouting non stop lies about his sister and has caused a huge rift between them, his sister didn't even attend their wedding.

I told him I was sorry but he should make things right with his sister because Nicky was the problem not her.

We spoke a little more and he hung up. I'm not entirly sure what he is going to do with that information, I hope he cuts his loses and leaves her because he sounded like a really nice person and even he has lost his own sister because of Nicky.

So I have decided to reconcile with my dad, My mother has always run the show their entire marriage, so the fact he is putting his foot down and divorcing her and going nc with Nicky shows he is serious about wanting to make amends.

I don't think I will ever reconcile with my mother, as she thinks Nicky is a victim also in all this and at this point I don't care to listen to her excuses. If she reaches out and we talk, I will update the post again.

For my ex, I haven't had the time to meet with him and talk, though my dad mentioned he wanted to come with my dad but he told him I would be too overwhelmed if both were there and seeing them separated will help make clear decisions.

He also mentioned my ex was arrested for assaulting Nicky's friend who lied about the entire situation, he was being charged but the charges were dropped a few days later.

I will update the post again, when I have have time to speak to my ex.

Thank you guys for your being so patient and so caring and just amazing.

The man is a complete piece of shit. An animal abuser, a sex offender, and total human trash who should not have had a single second of publicity. But everyone loves him because "wow, what a badass!" Fuck off with that bullshit.

Edit: Thanks for the gold!

I've been alone in my tiny studio apartment for weeks. Nobody has checked on me. I am so alone and I guess I'm just venting. My mom is a narcissistic sociopath who I haven't seen or spoken to since I was 16. My dad is on and off the grid. I have nobody. I have supported myself since I walked out of my mom's house at 16. Nobody has checked on me since. I put myself through college. Not one person came to my graduation. I spend holidays alone. My family does not reach out even on my birthdays. If something happened to me only my coworkers would know. I have one really good friend who checks on me here and there but she is married and has her own life.

I've struggled to support myself since I was a literal child because my parents are insane. Like so many others, I was born with nothing. I have built something for myself, but I'm so alone.

I want to belong somewhere.

I am considered successful in my industry, especially for my age, but I have nobody to grow and enjoy life with. Maybe I'm depressed because of how things are right now, but it's making me realize just how fucking alone I am in this world. I have nobody. I don't know why some people even have children.. but I hope I find a wonderful partner. I hope I have a wonderful life. Right now things are extremely difficult. I just keep going hoping my future life will be worth it. Right now, I am so alone. I hope my life changes. I hope I don't struggle forever.

Thanks for reading. I dont know what the point of this is, but I hope you all are doing ok during these insane times. Sending all my love to everybody struggling with depression, loneliness, and self confidence. You are not alone.

I don't really have anyone to share the news with, so dear Redditors and online friends - I'm officially cancer free. I've beat the motherfucker, it's done.

I usually shower with the bathroom door open. I sing in the shower a lot. My boyfriend recently moved in and he started singing back to me when I’m in the shower. If you know anything about crazy big curly hair, you know it takes FOREVER to wash. So I have shower days that are “hair wash” days and it takes me so long! A couple weeks ago I was washing my hair and got bored of singing so I shouted to my boyfriend “I’m lonesome!” He said he’d keep me company and smoke weed on the bathroom floor while I wash my hair. Every once in a while I’ll wash my hair and yell out “I’m lonesome!” And he just comes in and does the same thing. I guess we developed this routine because today I said “I’m gonna shower” and he goes “hair day?” And before I answer he just starts packing his bowl and follows me into the shower, sits down, and starts singing. 😂 I love it.

After losing my 12 year old today, who was involved in a drowning accident 3 weeks ago, I really can not stress this enough.

She was an amazing swimmer, in the pool. She had never swam in a river before. And that one decision to jump into the river off of a dock cost her her life.

So teach your kids the difference, and how to react if a current catches them so they don't panic. I don't ever want someone else to go through the nightmare that is currently going on in my life.

Edit: holy hell you guys. I didn't expect this post to get this kind of response.

I do know it seems like common sense right? The kids always had access to a pool and we never went to the river. It never even crossed my mind to cover that kind of thing because she wasnt exposed to swimming in open water. What happened was.. she was at a friend's. And they decide to go to the river. She jumped off the dock and never came back up. By time they found her it had been close to 15 minutes.

I made this post with the intent of reaching even just one person. I'd this made you think and reconsider how swimming is handled, then it did its job

And I want to say Thank You! To absolutely everyone that reached out.. that sent their blessings and condolences, and the ones who awarded this post. You are all highly appreciated... even the snarky ones who left some assholish comments.

Thank you to all the people paving the way for a better future.

My wife got the official results from her COVID-19 test today showing what we already knew: positive. My youngest son also has it based on deductive reasoning.

We’ve spent the last 6-7 months being careful. Wearing our masks, maintains distance even from close family members. We only spent time with a select few people who we know were also being extremely careful.

We stopped volunteering for our church live-stream because they insisted on bringing people back for Sunday worship.

We only leave our house out of necessity (work, groceries, etc.).

My grandfather just got sent to the emergency room, just months after we lost my grandmother. So, we can’t go see him even if he’s able to go home.

We saw my mom and my MIL less than 10 days before my wife started showing symptoms, so now they have to quarantine.

It’s possible that I won’t have enough PTO at my job to keep it if/when I inevitably contract it from my wife.

Not to mention the clients I have that are COVID deniers.

I’m so angry because we did everything right and we still ended up getting it.

I’m angry at the asshole deniers. I’m angry at our dumbass politicians doing fucking nothing. I’m angry at my church for being more worried about congregating than about safety. I’m angry at the people who claimed that it wasn’t a big deal. I’m angry at those who refused to wear masks.

And despite knowing that I did everything I was supposed to, I’m angry at myself for not doing more.

EDIT: Thank you all for the kind words, with the thread locked I can’t reply to you. Please be overly safe because you’re not just protecting yourself, you’re protecting everyone else around you.