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My [22 F] boyfriend [30m] embarrasses me regularly in public. Now he proposed to me in public and humiliated me.

My boyfriend of four years, knows that I am quiet and reserved, and always does things when I strictly ask him not to. Such as when we go to a restaurant for my birthday, even though I tell him not to, he has them all come out and sing.

When friends or his family are over, he is always telling them private stories that should only be for us, or frequently embarrassing anecdotes about things I did.

For a while he would watch youtube shows about pranking people, and then prank me, and film it (crap like putting sand in a sandwich or foam in a tooth paste. This has been an issue in our past that I threatened to leave him for so he has stopped the pranking at least.

Well we were at a game and then the entire stadium is focused on us when it says on the screen 'will you marry me', we are on camera and he proposed to me. I was so angry and humiliated at him I sprinted away while the entire crowd is laughing at me.

He chased me and laughed at me, and took me to the car, telling me that he knows that I 'hate it now' but that one day I will tell my grand kids about what he did and that he loves me enough to make a big public gesture.

I hate it though. I am tired of him doing things like this, and want to know what I can say for him to respect my privacy more? Could it be that we are just not as compatible as I thought?

Edit: A lot of people are wondering why I am with him, you don't know how sweet he can be. How many people are that lucky that their boyfriend pays for their tuition? I spoke to him tonight, and brought a lot of this up, and he told me that this was all his plan to start a youtube video channel together, and make more money that he can spend on me. Although for me it is not about money, and I know it is probably just an excuse so that I won't get even more mad. The thing that keeps me with him is that even in his own misguided way he does it because he cares about me.

tl;dr: Boyfriend constantly humiliates me in public, does pranks, and now proposed to me in public. How do I get him to stop?

Gaunab posted:

tl;dr: Don't mess with Bruce Wayne's grandma

Gaunab posted:

tl;dr: Don't mess with Bruce Wayne's grandma

WampaLord posted:

I thought this was going to be a "Boyfriend stopped a mugging" thing but actually it's kinda hosed up that the dude went searching for this guy after the fact. That's what police are for.

Ride The Gravitron posted:

ArbitraryC posted:

I dunno if you've ever had anything stolen from you but police pretty much never ever get it back. Not that I think it's okay he actually beat the poo poo out of someone who was apparently a minor or anything but police are pretty useless as far as small crimes like that go.

A Wizard of Goatse posted:

lol yeah the cops weren't gonna do shiiiit, still don't go beating up children


what the gently caress is going on here, what the gently caress is "claiming someone"

Gaunab posted:

tl;dr: Don't mess with Bruce Wayne's grandma

A Wizard of Goatse posted:

what the gently caress is going on here, what the gently caress is "claiming someone"

ArbitraryC posted:

I was just responding to the "that's what the police are for" line.

Barudak posted:

Well you do claim baggage.

WampaLord posted:

It still is what the police are for, despite the fact that you're not gonna get your poo poo back.

ArbitraryC posted:

I dunno if you've ever had anything stolen from you but police pretty much never ever get it back. Not that I think it's okay he actually beat the poo poo out of someone who was apparently a minor or anything but police are pretty useless as far as small crimes like that go.

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Did I (20F) do the right thing for dumping my insecure boyfriend (24M)?

So, we had been dating for around 1.5 years. He's had a lot of little moments of jealously- not wanting me to have this or that male friend for no logical reason, being jealous of a female friend for no logical reason, pouting for days if I had a girl's night for the first time in months, and I ended up telling him that I wasn't going to cut people out of my life if he couldn't provide a reason beyond: "I said so." I spent 99% of my time with him and only 1% with my friends, so he had zero grounds to be petty and jealous about anyone. I told him to get his poo poo together, or I would leave. That was about six months ago. We don't live together, but he stays at my apartment a lot.

Flash to two days ago. I'm sitting at home, relaxing, and my sister (21F) starts texting me. My sister is my best friend, but she is also super insecure. She always has been. She bought a new swimsuit and was shy about wearing it to some hot tub party she and her boyfriend were going to. She asked me if I could tell her if she "looked stupid or not" (she didn't trust her boyfriend to be brutally honest), and I said sure. So she sends me a regular picture of her in a swimsuit. Super basic, facing a mirror, standing like a normal person, typical picture (this is important). It's a one piece, but the stomach/back areas are mesh, so it's more like a bikini with a sheer covering over the rest. Pretty normal stuff, really. Doesn't show anything more than a pretty modest bikini would.

I tell her that it suits her, and that it looks fine. I tell her to stop being insecure about it and go have fun. She lightens up, thanks me, and I assume goes to the party. For most people, it's a completely normal interaction.

I put my phone on the table with the text thread still up. My boyfriend walks over, sees the picture of my sister, snatches my phone and reads the conversation. He gets super upset and literally yells: "I knew you were cheating on me!"

I ask him what the gently caress he is talking about, why he is violating my privacy and my sister's privacy, and if he is actually going to accuse me of cheating because my sister asked if she looked stupid or not. He says that not instantly telling him I got a "risqué" picture means that I cheated on him. I tell him that "it's not risque. It's a picture of my sister, standing like a normal person, asking if she looks stupid or if she looks fine. The fact that he is turning an innocent conversation into something sexual with my sister is absolutely not okay and that I wasn't going to entertain that level of insecurity. "

He starts going nuts, screaming about how I don't respect him and I finally snapped. I said that it was impossible to respect someone who can't handle that I texted my own sibling. I told him to get out and that we are over. He instantly stops screaming and starts begging, and I have to tell him to leave for over an hour. I end up telling him I'll call the cops if he doesn't leave my house.

Right now, though, even after typing all that out...I do miss him. I obviously still love him. Despite the moments of crazy, there was a lot of good. Do you think I did the right thing?

A Wizard of Goatse posted:

As for my now ex boyfriend, I went to his house and asked him why he pulled the prank. His answer was stupid and telling I don't know. He wouldn't answer me and he wouldn't tell me what was going on. He said he just wanted to do something cute, then it got out of hand, and he thought I would keep them. Something about having his own little secret made him happy.
I got my things from his room and left. I told him that our mutual friend Jake would bring his stuff by at a later time. Jake agreed to this and said Joe's story was B.S. I guess Joe told people I got the gnomes out of the storage unit and put them in the yard to get attention. That totally makes sense.

Khorne posted:

What is wrong with people?

Benagain posted:

what in the hell

Khorne posted:

What is wrong with people?

Benagain posted:

what in the hell

Ride The Gravitron posted:

tl;dr: Wondering why the Japanese girl I'm dating thinks it is cute/funny to call me daddy

Adam Vegas posted:

Ok, I don't want this to lead to another pages-long derail, because that's boring for everyone. But what the absolute gently caress is with girls calling their boyfriend Daddy? It's so prevalent across a bunch of cultures and yet it's so loving weird.

Adam Vegas posted:

Ok, I don't want this to lead to another pages-long derail, because that's boring for everyone. But what the absolute gently caress is with girls calling their boyfriend Daddy? It's so prevalent across a bunch of cultures and yet it's so loving weird.

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I love my girlfriend; let's call her "Emma" for the purposes of this story. Emma and I both met at a college party about five years ago when we were both dragged to it by more popular, well-adjusted friends. I found her on a couch pretending to act busy by tapping away on a burnt out phone, and we hit it off after a few minutes of awkward small talk, spending the rest of the night talking about how much we hated "the establishment of cool people" and thought parties were for the sheep of human beings.

Anyways, fast forward two years later, and we're living together. After bagging groceries for most of my life, I graduated with a degree in graphic design and got into marketing with one of those "sheep" that I talked poo poo about at the party we got together. Emma, well, she's the atypical nerdy girl; she loves her anime, fantasy books, tabletop games, and above all else -- magic. And I'm not talking about Harry Potter magic here, either. I'm talking about the act of illusion. The worst time we ever slept together was after she did a ten minute performance with a deck of cards. She said it was the first time she had performed for anyone but her parents and cat, and that kinda led her to falling in love with me.

I cheered her on. If she wanted to be the female David Blane or whatever, why should I stop her? I was doing graphic design. Also, being a virgin when I met her, at the time I was thinking more with the lower regions of my body than the heart or brain.

The sad fact is that Emma sucks at magic. She's awful. That card trick that led to us hooking up? She failed; every time she asked if it was the card I had picked at the beginning, I lied. I've lied my entire relationship to her about her magic. Outside of her magic, I've never lied -- not even once -- but when it comes to her biggest passion, I don't have the heart to tell her she's awful.

When she comes home from a failed set, I tell her that those people just don't respect talent. I've gone as far to book parties just so she can make some side money and feel like she's getting closer to her dream; I'm not proud to admit I contacted a second cousin and paid them $1,000 to hire her for $500 at their nephew's 8th birthday party.

I've attempted to steer her towards different dreams. She loves writing, so I thought maybe she could twist her imagination into a novelist or blogger. She sucked at that.

Painting? She sucks. Video games? She sucks. She's the sweetest, kindest person I know, someone who, to my chagrin, gives most of her money she makes from odd jobs and magician sets to her grandmother who just lost her husband of 40 years. Creatively, where she wants to strive, is where she comes up short. She just isn't talented. She's just an artist, and my years of deluding her have propped her up to a point where telling her would destroy her.

I've talked to her parents. Them, like me, are also too nice to do anything; neither of us have admitted to the other she sucks, but you can hear it in our voices when we talk about it that we both know that she should give up. If she didn't try so hard I would have told her by now, but she puts everything into wanting to be a talented magician. She's so nice and respectful that I feel like she's been to gigs where the people use kid gloves so that they don't break her.

She's currently living in a fantasy world where everyone is too scared to say anything. Hell, I'm on an alternate account because I fear, even if I don't know for sure she goes on Reddit, that she would find this somehow and break down. She doesn't have many friends outside of me and a few family members, so it's not like I can get someone as close to break the news to her.

I want Emma to be my wife, and I've already thought about getting an engagement ring. Yet, how can I ask her to be mine forever when I'm lying to her? And if she did say yes and I did continue my lie, how would we ever support a family with my dingy salary and her dream that is never going to get anywhere?

All I'm asking is for help, Reddit. I fear if I don't fix this soon, Emma will actually succeed in the first magic trick of her life: Making me disappear.

TL;DR: Met girl at party. Fell in love over being outcasts. We had sex because I was "impressed" by her magician skills. She wants to be a professional magician but sucks. My life is a dumpster truck on fire. Help?

Adam Vegas posted:

Well this talk of 'baby' has just got me thinking of an alternate universe that features such songs as 'Daddy It's Cold Outside' and 'My Daddy Just Cares For Me'.

Adam Vegas posted:

Well this talk of 'baby' has just got me thinking of an alternate universe that features such songs as 'Daddy It's Cold Outside' and 'My Daddy Just Cares For Me'.

Adam Vegas posted:

Well this talk of 'baby' has just got me thinking of an alternate universe that features such songs as 'Daddy It's Cold Outside' and 'My Daddy Just Cares For Me'.

Jeffrey of YOSPOS posted:

Haha this guy really backed himself into a corner:

My [24 M] girlfriend of four years [26 F] wants to be a professional magician -- but she's godawful. How do I tell her to quit on her dream?