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AITA for refusing to remarry my husband two years after our ongoing divorce?
2024.05.19 21:31 Voice_of_m AITA for refusing to remarry my husband two years after our ongoing divorce?
Disclaimer: I’m sorry, it’s really long.
My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.
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My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.
2024.05.19 21:30 Voice_of_m AITA for telling my husband, I’ll not marry him again, 2 years after our ongoing divorce?
Disclaimer: I’m sorry, it’s really long.
My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.
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My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.
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2024.05.19 21:29 tsikuniiii Am I The Asshole
So Ive watched the AITA videos on youtube all the time so I thought I would bring a couple of my stories here. My life is such a movie. I swear its always something. (this is a long one so bare with me) also im not even sure how to use this app lmao.
I (19, female) recently moved out my apartment so I could save for a better apartment. The apartment was beautiful but it had spiders, ants and centipedes and my landlord did NOT give a fuck. He doesnt care for his tenants and his website only has 3 stars. I recently went back to my moms for a bit (40, female) with her husband (35, male). Before i even thought about coming back home my mom always told me "come back home. you can have the room for a while. we missed you so much I've been depressed since youve been gone"
now before i get to the story let me give you background of my (16, female) sister. I'll give her a fake name. Lets call her Nya. My mom will complain how my sister (27 female) who has custody of my sister uses my sister taxes for herself and my niece and Nya never gets anything. now i understand her frustration but shes a fucking hypocrite. She asked my dads wife if she could claim me that year. Mind you i was 18 and it shouldve went to me. all $5,000 of it but i didnt trip about it at first. Well she got me furniture with the taxes after i told her i did not want or need no furniture in my room. so i had shit i didnt even want. she told me "when you move you can take it". well i moved to my boyfriends moms house for a couple months and then got my own apartment. Went to ask if i can get my furniture and she gonna say "oh. Nya sleeps in here when she visits on weekends and its set up to be her room" Nya only visits 8 times out of the whole month unless its a holiday, no school, or half a day. she couldve gave me my furniture. i was laying on an old mattress that my boyfriends mothers dog had pissed all over before. i was paying so much for rent and to just live that i couldnt afford to get a new one. I really hated Nya because she knew what she was doing. on my birthday she got gifted more things than i did. but when it was hers i didnt get shit. they had me pierce my own nose at 15 but Nya professionally got hers done. my nose closed up or got infected that weve done this about 5 times. but they got her pierced twice on both sides. when she'd come over, if they go out she'd always ask for something and if she didnt get her way she wouldnt speak with my mother or her husband. almost everytime i see her she has something new that my mom got her. she comes over and uses my mom. she dont even hangout with my mom when shes here unless they go out. she hides in the room. And ironically everytime i leave stuff around her it goes missing. she would steal stuff from my mom too and whole time it would be something of mine that my mom was holding onto for me. Over $300 worth of stuff shes stolen or got caught stealing. shes able to call my mom a bitch but i was told "you can cuss just dont ever call me a bitch" you mightve already seen where this was going.
My mom called me the day i was packing which was literally Tuesday. Its been no more than 5 days and its already been so much drama. She had an attitude like she was surprised i was coming back. But me and her spoken several times the month before about it. She swore up down left and right that it was ok. Silly ass me for thinking my mother of all people could be relied on. Well she picks me up and complains how i had too many bags (it was 5 black bags and like 5 tiny grocery bags. My boyfriend had most of the other stuff including big furniture that he was taking with his mom). Im not surprised she was complaining its all she does. She said she didnt know what to do with the room yet because she "didnt want to pick favorites". the craziest part was Nya herself said i can stay in here and remember that because thats important. She waited till bout 9 'oclock PM to tell me that I could sleep in there. Now i had several bags and they wouldve cried if they was all in the living room so i took them in the room but by now you can probably tell nothing pleases them. A1 complainers. Well everything was fine at first until my older sister texted me last night and said "Mom and Nya dont know how to tell u ONCE AGAIN that they dont want you in that room. Im not trying to start drama i just want you to know they said you moved Nya stuff and threw it on the floor." this did however create drama. Also wtf she means "AGAIN". my sister literally didnt sleep the whole time because she was so ever so sad that i was in here relaxing with my man who came to visit.
So i did text my mom how i felt and i told her about how she gets everything but she wanna say "bullshit they say you were the princess" when i was like fucking 5 yea. what have you really done but make me feel less than the other? So comes morning and her husband came banging on the door tellimg me to unlock it (the door was already unlocked dumb fuck) and im GROWN this motherfucker really came at me sideways talking about "get the fuck in the living room" mind u i have a past with anxiety i will faint and they know this. i said "No im leaving" now i didnt know where i was going to go yet because my boyfriends mom has all 6 of her kids in the house rn with no space. So i had to call my Poppop WHOLE time my stepfather would not shut the hell up. My mom wouldnt stop screaming and i got stressed and screamed to the top of my lungs to just stop and i started crying because of couse, i have anxiety. my chest was tight and i was shaking. then my mom really had the audacity to tell Nya "she dont want u in here because she said u stole" i told my mom to keep that private. My sister was stealing my underwear and i told her. i asked her to keep it between us. oh boy i wont tell her shit again. i forgot she got a fat ass mouth. Anyways i called my grandpa crying and Im his baby so how could he ever say no. hes the only one that ever cares for me anymore. i felt bad because my mom started crying so i said "ill be back tomorrow its ok" stupid i know. Because she didnt care when i was crying and using the inhaler. And might i add, my sister said "no what did i steal. she can come say it to my face" i wanted to swing but i didnt. She literally left to go to a friends because i was in the room after she said i could. that should tell you she doesnt come to hangout with her. everything about her pisses me off. she does shit that i do and she thinks i dont notice. she took my style, my personality, and my interest. like im a hello kitty girl. i wear hello kitty pants, kuromi bookbags, and just hello kitty anything including my decor. and she happened to all a sudden like it too. my hairstyles are unique i do my own thing. she tries to do her hair like mine. at first it was cute i thought she looked up to me. until i realized shes just trying to BE ME and she dont even like me.
Anyways, I went to my Poppop and my Nanas and my mom tried to guilt trip me on facebook and i told them everything that happened and they agree with me that my mom is being unfair considering i will be there for about 30 days and my sister only 8 times out of the month. I told my mother that now my sister wont be comfortable coming here because she dont know how to just shut the fuck up and be a mother. My nana said it was so immature to really tell facebook that we "hate" her.
Also can I add that Ive only been here 4 days because i went to my poppops last night. and my Health has already deteriorated due to the stress, mold she has growing, humidity, cigarette smoke (they chain smoke the walls are basically brown" and cat fur on all her shit bcs she has 6 pets and she doesnt clean. By the way she has the option of moving. She has the option to sue for inhabitability. But she wont. my head hurts,barely ate,or slept. they should be happy i didn them a favor and cleaned the shitty ass walls full of smoke,dirt,and fur as well as washed the bedding, cleaned the mold and moved stuff to create more space. they should be happy i cleaned this dirty ass room. but they telling ME to keep it clean. No YOUUU keep it clean tf the FUCK lmao.
I will update if anything happens and this post get enough support on this post anyways, am i the asshole?
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I (19, female) recently moved out my apartment so I could save for a better apartment. The apartment was beautiful but it had spiders, ants and centipedes and my landlord did NOT give a fuck. He doesnt care for his tenants and his website only has 3 stars. I recently went back to my moms for a bit (40, female) with her husband (35, male). Before i even thought about coming back home my mom always told me "come back home. you can have the room for a while. we missed you so much I've been depressed since youve been gone"
now before i get to the story let me give you background of my (16, female) sister. I'll give her a fake name. Lets call her Nya. My mom will complain how my sister (27 female) who has custody of my sister uses my sister taxes for herself and my niece and Nya never gets anything. now i understand her frustration but shes a fucking hypocrite. She asked my dads wife if she could claim me that year. Mind you i was 18 and it shouldve went to me. all $5,000 of it but i didnt trip about it at first. Well she got me furniture with the taxes after i told her i did not want or need no furniture in my room. so i had shit i didnt even want. she told me "when you move you can take it". well i moved to my boyfriends moms house for a couple months and then got my own apartment. Went to ask if i can get my furniture and she gonna say "oh. Nya sleeps in here when she visits on weekends and its set up to be her room" Nya only visits 8 times out of the whole month unless its a holiday, no school, or half a day. she couldve gave me my furniture. i was laying on an old mattress that my boyfriends mothers dog had pissed all over before. i was paying so much for rent and to just live that i couldnt afford to get a new one. I really hated Nya because she knew what she was doing. on my birthday she got gifted more things than i did. but when it was hers i didnt get shit. they had me pierce my own nose at 15 but Nya professionally got hers done. my nose closed up or got infected that weve done this about 5 times. but they got her pierced twice on both sides. when she'd come over, if they go out she'd always ask for something and if she didnt get her way she wouldnt speak with my mother or her husband. almost everytime i see her she has something new that my mom got her. she comes over and uses my mom. she dont even hangout with my mom when shes here unless they go out. she hides in the room. And ironically everytime i leave stuff around her it goes missing. she would steal stuff from my mom too and whole time it would be something of mine that my mom was holding onto for me. Over $300 worth of stuff shes stolen or got caught stealing. shes able to call my mom a bitch but i was told "you can cuss just dont ever call me a bitch" you mightve already seen where this was going.
My mom called me the day i was packing which was literally Tuesday. Its been no more than 5 days and its already been so much drama. She had an attitude like she was surprised i was coming back. But me and her spoken several times the month before about it. She swore up down left and right that it was ok. Silly ass me for thinking my mother of all people could be relied on. Well she picks me up and complains how i had too many bags (it was 5 black bags and like 5 tiny grocery bags. My boyfriend had most of the other stuff including big furniture that he was taking with his mom). Im not surprised she was complaining its all she does. She said she didnt know what to do with the room yet because she "didnt want to pick favorites". the craziest part was Nya herself said i can stay in here and remember that because thats important. She waited till bout 9 'oclock PM to tell me that I could sleep in there. Now i had several bags and they wouldve cried if they was all in the living room so i took them in the room but by now you can probably tell nothing pleases them. A1 complainers. Well everything was fine at first until my older sister texted me last night and said "Mom and Nya dont know how to tell u ONCE AGAIN that they dont want you in that room. Im not trying to start drama i just want you to know they said you moved Nya stuff and threw it on the floor." this did however create drama. Also wtf she means "AGAIN". my sister literally didnt sleep the whole time because she was so ever so sad that i was in here relaxing with my man who came to visit.
So i did text my mom how i felt and i told her about how she gets everything but she wanna say "bullshit they say you were the princess" when i was like fucking 5 yea. what have you really done but make me feel less than the other? So comes morning and her husband came banging on the door tellimg me to unlock it (the door was already unlocked dumb fuck) and im GROWN this motherfucker really came at me sideways talking about "get the fuck in the living room" mind u i have a past with anxiety i will faint and they know this. i said "No im leaving" now i didnt know where i was going to go yet because my boyfriends mom has all 6 of her kids in the house rn with no space. So i had to call my Poppop WHOLE time my stepfather would not shut the hell up. My mom wouldnt stop screaming and i got stressed and screamed to the top of my lungs to just stop and i started crying because of couse, i have anxiety. my chest was tight and i was shaking. then my mom really had the audacity to tell Nya "she dont want u in here because she said u stole" i told my mom to keep that private. My sister was stealing my underwear and i told her. i asked her to keep it between us. oh boy i wont tell her shit again. i forgot she got a fat ass mouth. Anyways i called my grandpa crying and Im his baby so how could he ever say no. hes the only one that ever cares for me anymore. i felt bad because my mom started crying so i said "ill be back tomorrow its ok" stupid i know. Because she didnt care when i was crying and using the inhaler. And might i add, my sister said "no what did i steal. she can come say it to my face" i wanted to swing but i didnt. She literally left to go to a friends because i was in the room after she said i could. that should tell you she doesnt come to hangout with her. everything about her pisses me off. she does shit that i do and she thinks i dont notice. she took my style, my personality, and my interest. like im a hello kitty girl. i wear hello kitty pants, kuromi bookbags, and just hello kitty anything including my decor. and she happened to all a sudden like it too. my hairstyles are unique i do my own thing. she tries to do her hair like mine. at first it was cute i thought she looked up to me. until i realized shes just trying to BE ME and she dont even like me.
Anyways, I went to my Poppop and my Nanas and my mom tried to guilt trip me on facebook and i told them everything that happened and they agree with me that my mom is being unfair considering i will be there for about 30 days and my sister only 8 times out of the month. I told my mother that now my sister wont be comfortable coming here because she dont know how to just shut the fuck up and be a mother. My nana said it was so immature to really tell facebook that we "hate" her.
Also can I add that Ive only been here 4 days because i went to my poppops last night. and my Health has already deteriorated due to the stress, mold she has growing, humidity, cigarette smoke (they chain smoke the walls are basically brown" and cat fur on all her shit bcs she has 6 pets and she doesnt clean. By the way she has the option of moving. She has the option to sue for inhabitability. But she wont. my head hurts,barely ate,or slept. they should be happy i didn them a favor and cleaned the shitty ass walls full of smoke,dirt,and fur as well as washed the bedding, cleaned the mold and moved stuff to create more space. they should be happy i cleaned this dirty ass room. but they telling ME to keep it clean. No YOUUU keep it clean tf the FUCK lmao.
I will update if anything happens and this post get enough support on this post anyways, am i the asshole?
2024.05.19 21:21 Glum_Diver4664 wcif this top/dress?
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2024.05.19 21:21 good-egg [LFA] Aldric the dystopian Victorian ghost hunter (Blades in the Dark)
![[LFA] Aldric the dystopian Victorian ghost hunter (Blades in the Dark)](https://b.thumbs.redditmedia.com/_1N3QVITVbo8eMZLwlhSDpqgdWtbe7V6HtgbUcb6bfA.jpg "[LFA] Aldric the dystopian Victorian ghost hunter (Blades in the Dark)") | Aldric Hawthorne is a member of The Ferrymen, a crew of thieves operating in Doskvol hired by a mysterious woman to harvest souls from the recently deceased. As a Whisper, Aldric has the unique ability to command supernatural forces. During their heists, he dons a crow-themed spirit mask—stolen from one of the city's Spirit Wardens—that alerts him whenever someone in the city dies. The Spirit Wardens, the official body responsible for transporting the dead to the city's crematorium, often find themselves in a race against Aldric and his crew, as well as other nefarious factions vying for the bodies. submitted by good-egg to characterdrawing [link] [comments] Aldric's toolkit includes the aforementioned spirit mask and a monocle he wears outside of heists. The monocle, a simplified version of the mask, allows him to glimpse into the spirit world as needed. He also carries a few spirit bottles for trapping ghosts. Standing 5' 11" (180 cm) with a medium build, Aldric is in his late 20s. He has a few snake-like features: slit pupils, fangs, scales, and a slightly forked tongue. Aesthetic touchstones include Victorian London, gothic fiction, dystopian industrialism, and the game Dishonored. https://preview.redd.it/dq3ncy3lof1d1.png?width=2772&format=png&auto=webp&s=4d188e101aa13c6293408e6f8878882bb436ae3d
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2024.05.19 21:20 Miserable_Quantity_9 See description
 | 20-year-old addicted to celebrities. I worship them, adore their beauty. I am a strictly fetish lover. I consider their still images as paintings and just like an art lover takes his time to appreciate the strokes in a painting, I do that with celebs. I hope this makes sense to all my fellow buds out here. I hope to find like minded partner. submitted by Miserable_Quantity_9 to malludesi [link] [comments] Some of my fetishes that I look for in a celeb are: Face close up (every detail – make up, jewelleries, poses, mouth, tongue, teeth, lips (more into sexy lipsticks), erotic designer earrings. Overall look of a celeb face is a huge turn on for me. The way they look at the camera, the poses they do. The head movement, the gestures, Hair fetish – All kind of hairstyles – the more different it is the harder I get. Hair color are a huge turn on for me. Different designer dresses and poses. Body and face features such as a long thick neck, collarbones, armpits, heels, hands, fingers, nails AND MANY MORE!!!!!!!!!!!! TURN OFFS: Mindless gooning over celebrity cleavages, lazy chats about fucking a celeb rather than taking time to appreciate the beauty of them. If you are into just tits and asses then please do not waste your time messaging me. |
2024.05.19 21:11 Xdarkserpent Let it flow.. or let it go?
I’ve been growing my hair out for almost three years now. I would like some advice on if I should keep it or not because I rarely ever get anyone’s opinion on it in person because I always wear it up for work under a hat.
If I do cut it, what kind of hairstyle do you think would suit my face shape? It’s been so long since I’ve cut it that I wouldn’t even know what to go for and I have been disappointed in cuts before. Or maybe I should just go for a trim?
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If I do cut it, what kind of hairstyle do you think would suit my face shape? It’s been so long since I’ve cut it that I wouldn’t even know what to go for and I have been disappointed in cuts before. Or maybe I should just go for a trim?
2024.05.19 21:06 Dheeraj_ux Practicing to Improve my UI design created a Wedding website design for the Weddingwires. its a redesign project pls upvote and comment your feedback cause it helps me to improve my skills
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2024.05.19 21:00 MegaCide38 Help with hairstyle and beard
 | Hi all Im struggling with finding the right hair style my hair is currently a mess I can’t decide what would be a good hairstyle the problems I am facing is that I have quite a large forehead and my hairline is not very good to say the least 😂 submitted by MegaCide38 to malehairadvice [link] [comments] I’m usually clean shaven but don’t really know if I should stay like that or not Honestly just looking for some recommendations or some advice Thanks all |
2024.05.19 20:54 Dheeraj_ux Practicing to Improve my UI design created a Wedding website design for the Weddingwires. its a redesign project pls upvote and comment your feedback cause it helps me to improve my skills
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2024.05.19 20:52 Omar228 Showing off her new hairstyle IG 5/19/24
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2024.05.19 20:41 Sufficient-Pop926 B-Boys coined the term “mullet”
 | Fr Wikipedia: submitted by Sufficient-Pop926 to BeastieBoys [link] [comments] According to the Oxford English Dictionary, use of the term mullet to describe this hairstyle was "apparently coined, and certainly popularized, by American hip-hop group the Beastie Boys", who used "mullet" and "mullet head" as epithets in their 1994 song "Mullet Head", combining it with a description of the haircut: "number one on the side and don't touch the back, number six on the top and don't cut it wack, Jack." They expounded on the subject at length in a six-page article entitled "Mulling Over The Mullet" in Issue 2 (1995) of their magazine Grand Royal, offering a selection of alternative names for the cut, including "Hockey Player Haircut" and "Soccer Rocker". |
2024.05.19 20:37 Dull_Current991 How has growing up in a suburban/area with less black people/school affected you?
25M East African from the UK (not London), I moved here when I was a little kid, originally moved to an area with a lot of different ethnicities and loved that I had friends of all cultures and ones that were immigrants and black like me, then my parents got better jobs so we moved to a majority white and south Asian area.
When I moved here you could probs count the black people on one hand, so whatever I did or wherever I went people knew me or my siblings, when I became a teenager a lot more black people moved to the area, a lot of immigrants/asylum seekers, they rarely came to the school I went to as it was deemed a “successful” all boys school, my brother couldn’t get in when he applied but I somehow managed to, so the school my brother went to was where all the off the boat immigrants, immigrants from European countries, or asylum seekers went to.
When I started high school there was 3 black guys in my year, I’m of African descent and the other two were Jamaican, one of them was a mixed Jamaican, he got kicked out by the end of the first year lmao, but me and the other Jamaican did our thing haha, out of the whole school by my final year, I’d say there still was only about 10 maximum black/mixed kids which I found crazy tbh.
I remember when people in my school knew of a black girl from a nearby mixed school and they wouldn’t stop trying to make us date even though we had never met, didn’t have similar friends, just bcoz we was both black. Alla this shit affects you and you don’t even know your identity, I played for a football team that was 75% black players (soccer to U.S peeps) and the code switching was crazy, somehow I didn’t fit in with my own people anymore and I definitely did not fit in with the white/Asian ones either, I had a lot of friends but it felt like more for show rather than actual friendships.
Really does affect your dating life when it came to that time, white girls didn’t find us attractive (Kim K hadn’t made it cool yet) or they showed interest wanting to find out about BBC being true or not lmao, black girls dated white guys or didn’t date. Then you fast forward and black girls want hood guys or keep it safe with white guys, white girls love black guys now but most times for the thrill of it or also expect you to be hood.
Be interested to see how the rest of your experiences were like
My pros:
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When I moved here you could probs count the black people on one hand, so whatever I did or wherever I went people knew me or my siblings, when I became a teenager a lot more black people moved to the area, a lot of immigrants/asylum seekers, they rarely came to the school I went to as it was deemed a “successful” all boys school, my brother couldn’t get in when he applied but I somehow managed to, so the school my brother went to was where all the off the boat immigrants, immigrants from European countries, or asylum seekers went to.
When I started high school there was 3 black guys in my year, I’m of African descent and the other two were Jamaican, one of them was a mixed Jamaican, he got kicked out by the end of the first year lmao, but me and the other Jamaican did our thing haha, out of the whole school by my final year, I’d say there still was only about 10 maximum black/mixed kids which I found crazy tbh.
I remember when people in my school knew of a black girl from a nearby mixed school and they wouldn’t stop trying to make us date even though we had never met, didn’t have similar friends, just bcoz we was both black. Alla this shit affects you and you don’t even know your identity, I played for a football team that was 75% black players (soccer to U.S peeps) and the code switching was crazy, somehow I didn’t fit in with my own people anymore and I definitely did not fit in with the white/Asian ones either, I had a lot of friends but it felt like more for show rather than actual friendships.
Really does affect your dating life when it came to that time, white girls didn’t find us attractive (Kim K hadn’t made it cool yet) or they showed interest wanting to find out about BBC being true or not lmao, black girls dated white guys or didn’t date. Then you fast forward and black girls want hood guys or keep it safe with white guys, white girls love black guys now but most times for the thrill of it or also expect you to be hood.
Be interested to see how the rest of your experiences were like
My pros:
- I’m a lot more socially aware of people outside my race
- I know what people outside our race think of us and the things they do to bring us down
- You find out how much ignorance and delusions their parents project onto their kids
- It made me wise up and learn how to conduct myself better in work environments
- Less trusting of those outside our race, makes me think what do they get out of it, e.g. token black guy
- Hella stereotypes and over generalization, thinking we’re all poor, spear chuckers, speak in clicks, eat funny food or eat nothing but chicken, making monkey noises and monkey actions, knuckle dragger (heard all of this directed towards me) makes you wonder what disgusting things their families say about black people behind closed doors
- People thinking all black people are Nigerian or Jamaican
- People thinking Africa is a country
- People clowning my African features or wanting to touch my hair constantly or compare skin complexion when they come back from holiday
- Any sport I excelled at I got the cliche “of course you’re good at that you’re black” or they’d find any excuse to discredit me and any I wasn’t the best at from the jump, I got “I thought black people were good at sports”
- People expecting me to be as bulked up as Nigerians just because I’m African even though East Africans have different body types lmao
- They expected me to speak hood but clown hood people, if I spoke proper I’d be told “you’re the whitest black guy I’ve met” (when they haven’t met any/many) funny now they all speak like they’re from the hood and copy black fashion/mannerisms
- Judging my hairstyles and music taste if it wasn’t like theirs
2024.05.19 20:33 HelloandHello222 How to take better care of 4c afro
I want to start taking care of my afro, decided im going to get serious and bring it on the last week of school. If i strenigthen my hair with a straightening comb it might reach my shoulders so i don't know if u should go for that or just try hairstyles but i don't know how because my hair doesn't stretch a lot, also it grows upwards so it doesn't go down. I dont know if i should use gel because that means i would always have to wash my hair, i was thinking mousse manybe but i live in italy and they don't really have afro products, could i get a random mousse from the store and roll with it?
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2024.05.19 20:33 ElenaJules Opinions on my pixie hairstyle? Trying to decide if I should let it grow more or keep it where it is…
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2024.05.19 20:11 yeastinfection666 How to be less of a loser
I, 17 f, am a certified loser. I'm not good looking. No matter how many times people try to gaslight me telling me I'm "pretty" or whatever, it'll never change the fact that people, especially boys, treat me like an ugly girl.
I'm not the brightest cookie either. Just a while ago my mom went crazy over me being waitlisted in one of my unis. I got accepted into the other ones but my mom will always talk about how if I tried harder I would've gotten into xyz. I only managed to pass classes because I do tuition. I feel inadequate.
I have friends, and I think they care about me. But one thing about me is that I'm a doormat. I'll let people make fun of me and soft core bully me if that means I don't have to be lonely, and I wanna fix that too. Just not too long ago I sent a picture of my new hairstyle to my friend feeling a bit insecure about it and instead of my friend telling me that I look great he said "What happened to you" and "Oh I didn't even notice your hair" like okay thanks. Only one of my friends actually outwardly said I looked good and I love them for that but damn I just feel so...small?
Anyways, I wanna know how to come to terms with the fact that I'm a sore loser and how to be comfortable with the idea of being a loser alone without people constantly putting me down
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I'm not the brightest cookie either. Just a while ago my mom went crazy over me being waitlisted in one of my unis. I got accepted into the other ones but my mom will always talk about how if I tried harder I would've gotten into xyz. I only managed to pass classes because I do tuition. I feel inadequate.
I have friends, and I think they care about me. But one thing about me is that I'm a doormat. I'll let people make fun of me and soft core bully me if that means I don't have to be lonely, and I wanna fix that too. Just not too long ago I sent a picture of my new hairstyle to my friend feeling a bit insecure about it and instead of my friend telling me that I look great he said "What happened to you" and "Oh I didn't even notice your hair" like okay thanks. Only one of my friends actually outwardly said I looked good and I love them for that but damn I just feel so...small?
Anyways, I wanna know how to come to terms with the fact that I'm a sore loser and how to be comfortable with the idea of being a loser alone without people constantly putting me down
2024.05.19 20:04 yeastinfection666 How to be less of a loser
I, 17 f, am a certified loser. I'm not good looking. No matter how many times people try to gaslight me telling me I'm "pretty" or whatever, it'll never change the fact that people, especially boys, treat me like an ugly girl.
I'm not the brightest cookie either. Just a while ago my mom went crazy over me being waitlisted in one of my unis. I got accepted into the other ones but my mom will always talk about how if I tried harder I would've gotten into xyz. I only managed to pass classes because I do tuition. I feel inadequate.
I have friends, and I think they care about me. But one thing about me is that I'm a doormat. I'll let people make fun of me and soft core bully me if that means I don't have to be lonely, and I wanna fix that too. Just not too long ago I sent a picture of my new hairstyle to my friend feeling a bit insecure about it and instead of my friend telling me that I look great he said "What happened to you" and "Oh I didn't even notice your hair" like okay thanks. Only one of my friends actually outwardly said I looked good and I love them for that but damn I just feel so...small?
Anyways, I wanna know how to come to terms with the fact that I'm a sore loser and how to be comfortable with the idea of being a loser alone without people constantly putting me down
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I'm not the brightest cookie either. Just a while ago my mom went crazy over me being waitlisted in one of my unis. I got accepted into the other ones but my mom will always talk about how if I tried harder I would've gotten into xyz. I only managed to pass classes because I do tuition. I feel inadequate.
I have friends, and I think they care about me. But one thing about me is that I'm a doormat. I'll let people make fun of me and soft core bully me if that means I don't have to be lonely, and I wanna fix that too. Just not too long ago I sent a picture of my new hairstyle to my friend feeling a bit insecure about it and instead of my friend telling me that I look great he said "What happened to you" and "Oh I didn't even notice your hair" like okay thanks. Only one of my friends actually outwardly said I looked good and I love them for that but damn I just feel so...small?
Anyways, I wanna know how to come to terms with the fact that I'm a sore loser and how to be comfortable with the idea of being a loser alone without people constantly putting me down
2024.05.19 20:01 Icefrio [Spoilers] I couldn't resist making this dumb meme since this game's ending is still rolling around in my head a week later
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2024.05.19 20:00 BigDickPowers What hairstyle suits me best?
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2024.05.19 19:58 FinishHot8360 My 23F gf 20F wears pigtails to work as a server. It bothers me a bit. Is it worth bringing it up to her?
She’s a server and I want her to make more tips that’s great. I even told her she could take off her promise ring during work hours so she’d make more. Which she started doing and she noticed she does make more. We don’t like it but if she makes more money it doesn’t matter. But I noticed when she comes over after work she has pigtails on and she goes into the bathroom to take it off. It bothered me the first time I saw her like that. She never wears that hairstyle unless she goes to work. I know men can be creepy and tip her more bc of her pigtails. That’s probably why she does it. It does bug me a bit that she does that so she can be more appealing to men to get tipped more. Should I bring it up to her? I won’t make her stop wearing it I can just say I don’t like it.
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2024.05.19 19:52 StraightSet676 Are hairstyle preferences inherited?
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