Midnight Voyager posted:

You filled in a ton of blanks and ignored a ton of details just to side with the screaming dick man.

Khorne posted:

Well, he missed brunch entirely.

Midnight Voyager posted:

Yeah, and you filled in a whole lot of details about how he surely felt bad about it and that he actually apologized when those details are not present. He said he didn't want to hear it, that's neither of those things.

Miss a date, have someone be annoyed, IMMEDIATELY SEVER WHILE SCREAMING WITH YOUR PENIS. Speaking as a girl over 26, not a fan!

Midnight Voyager posted:

Going back like nothing is wrong is also not severing, like he thought he just screamed her into submission with his penis. Like a lunatic.

girl pants posted:

doesn't "tea" just mean like "dinner" in the north

I only ever knew one northern girl and it didn't really come up

Palpek posted:

Yeah, this one made me angry. "He was a monster guys, exactly how I thought all along. Then we had a chat, all 3 of us together including the secret girlfriend and he still chose her and I got sad." Jesus christ, have bare minimum self-respect.

Grape posted:

Depends what you mean by "north".
Old school New England WASPs won't exactly do it lavishly but they do teatime alright.

Khorne posted:

I'm mostly a fan because it's absurd.

It's not so much that she's annoyed or even upset that is the problem. That's fine, and she has every right to be angry or upset as a person living in a cellphone free early 90s world. But, it's more that she (1) went to his house, (2) argued about it, and (3) would not drop it or back down when he blatantly wanted to and stated as much. If someone can't distance themselves or respect "leave me alone" over some trivial event then I'd rather they leave my life permanently.
He should gaslight her and say he never did that and question why she'd make up something so absurd just to protect her fragile ego.

Khorne posted:

I am glad I don't date women who are under 26 anymore. They are the loving worst.

"I was a bit late to brunch and she came to my house and yelled at me for an hour, ignoring my apologies and pleas to stop. I knew I was late for brunch and felt like poo poo without her having to point it out, but she just wouldn't stop. I got sick of it so whipped out my dick and made ape noises while inching closer to her until she left. She was sketched out for days, haha, like no one ever stood up to her before. She really thinks blowing up a minor thing into a face to face confrontation and long 'argument' when we both already agree makes me want to see her ever again."

nerd plus rage posted:

flick my Mr. Bean posted:

There's like three things tops you can do that warrant dick-whip-screaming. Beyond that, dick whipper will always be the bad guy.

therobit posted:

"My partner has a health problem that puts my physical safety at risk. He is trying to get help for it and also make sure I am safe in the mean time, but I find this inconvenient and would rather take the risk he really hurts me in a way neither of us would ever forgive him for. Help, Reddit."

Beachcomber posted:

She's a martyr for love. It's super romantic. She's the hero of her own Lifetime Original Movie.

Admiral Ray posted:

What are the things?

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Now that I know for a fact that he thinks that the face I make when I cum is silly/stupid, I don't think that I can share myself with him anymore, let alone be able to reach orgasm within a mile of him.

This was about a week ago. We haven't seen each other since. After he made fun of the face I said I was going to take a shower to get ready for work(really just needed to escape so I could cry. I was mortified) and he was gone by the time I got out of the shower. I knew he would be since he had to leave for work as well.

I haven't brought it up to him since. I am so embarrassed, but I know I have to tell him how it felt when he made fun of me. I would just like some perspective on what other people think of it as well.

tl;dr: boyfriend made fun of my o-face, don't feel comfortable having sex with him anymore. anyone else experienced this/how would you react?

Beachcomber posted:

She's a martyr for love. It's super romantic. She's the hero of her own Lifetime Original Movie.

Beachcomber posted:

The Old England north. I read recently that this is true, but the book was about a vampire computer nerd fighting elves.

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Our senses of humor generally line up perfectly. It's one of the best things about our relationship.

He said that I went cross eyed and then made a very mocking face. Like ugly and contorted. Not like being cute and playful, definitely mocking me. I have no idea what he was thinking.

I think he knew from my silence that I was very upset. I didn't respond at all to him doing that. I basically froze because I was so embarrassed and I needed to cry like immediately after he did that. I had to take a shower then anyways so it wasn't like I was lying. I just had to escape in that moment.

He hasn't said anything about it. He's not very good at admitting when he's done something wrong. He once said something insulting about my mom's hair (it's thinned since she's been through menopause and he made a comment about my hair "being like your mom's" some day. I told him to leave, and the next day he tried to say that no one ever understands him or that everyone takes what he says the wrong way. It's why I want to make sure other people can see what I see about it before I bring it up.

La Brea Carpet posted:

M [27 F] with my boyfriend [26 M] of 4 years, he made fun of the face I make when I orgasm, don't feel like having sex with him anymore.

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He said that I went cross eyed and then made a very mocking face. Like ugly and contorted. Not like being cute and playful, definitely mocking me. I have no idea what he was thinking.

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He once said something insulting about my mom's hair (it's thinned since she's been through menopause and he made a comment about my hair "being like your mom's" some day

Admiral Ray posted:

What are the things?

AnoHito posted:

4. Libertarian primary debate

RNG posted:

Boneryell guy and the screeching, vengeful masterbation girl would be a perfect couple, like two horny pterodactyls.

quote:

Long post, but you need the details to understand.

My parents were in their 60's when they passed, both unexpectedly, five months apart. There was no will. I became the personal representative of the estate. As everything passed through probate (first from Dad's estate to Mom's estate, then from Mom's estate to my sister and I), we agreed that my sister would live in their house and take care of it while we waited for the courts to do their thing. There was a fair amount of money in the estate account after settling their debts and paying for their funerals - about $30k. I continued to make their mortgage payments out of the estate account as probate moved forward.

Probate takes a long time - in our case it was over a year and a half. As the courts moved through the process, my relationship with my sister became more and more strained. She continually flaked on plans with me, dodged my calls and texts, and became just unpleasant to be around. I finally just gave up trying with her for a while. I had lost both my parents, unexpectedly, as well as another close friend, and I felt like I'd lost my sister too. I was buried in grief.

Probate finally completed and I began to push her to move out of the house so we could get it sold (we both own 50% interest in the property). She purchased a home for herself with her inheritance money and started renovating it so she could move in - but couldn't give me a definitive timeline of when this would happen. Several months passed. The money in the estate account was running out, so I stepped up my pushing. She said she would pay the mortgage after the account ran out of money, while she was getting her house finished.

After four months of her claiming to have paid mortgage payments, the bank contacted me to let me know the loan was going into default. No payments had been made in over 90 days, so I paid a mortgage payment from my own savings to keep us out of litigation. I then went over to the house to talk with my sister. I'd been avoiding the house since we had our argument and was shocked to discover that it looked like she hadn't done a thing to take care of the house in the time since we'd started this whole process.

I was even more shocked when I realized that the power was off and that my sister had abandoned our parents' house to go live in the house she'd purchased. She'd been lying to me about having to do renovations and had been living in the new place while ignoring the mortgage payments she'd promised to pay. I believe she's been living there for at least four months.

The house she left behind... it's a hoarder nightmare. There is a 2' deep blanket of garbage in every room of the house, bathrooms, hallways, everywhere. The entire house reeks of cat excrement. Clothes, dishes, food, trash, everything is everywhere. My parents' home literally looks like one of those houses you see in a crazy documentary about people who live in their own filth for years (because, sadly, it IS). The in-ground swimming pool is a black lagoon in the backyard. The shutters are falling off the house. And underneath everything - all of my parents' things are still there, exactly as they were the day my mother died. Today I stood in her bedroom and found her glasses and her checkbook tucked into the cubby beside her computer, just as if she'd put them there yesterday.

While I was at the house last week, I found the body of a cat - the cat I'd given my sister several years ago. She left the cat behind in the house with no power, during the coldest winter we've had in years. When I found the cat, I realized it had snuggled into a pile of my sister's clothes to die, alone, cold and probably terrified. At this point, I felt like my emotional fuses just shorted out. I feel hardly anything at all right now. I asked her about the cat later that afternoon (not telling her that I'd found the body) and she said she'd given it to a friend to take care of. I just let her lie. I didn't see the point in confronting her about it, because confronting her would lead to another argument and her digging her heels in on getting this house sold.

My plan is to take my inheritance and repair the house to the point that I can sell it. I've already spoken with a real estate broker who's recommended a closing attorney that will deduct the money I spend on restoring the house from the money my sister will get at the closing table. I've begun this process - I met with a contractor today at the house to talk with him about the project. As long as I have the proper documentation including dates, invoices from vendors, etc I shouldn't having a problem recouping my losses from her...

...Financially. But wtf about our relationship? It is broken right now, completely broken, as broken as the drat house is. I can throw money at the house to get it back to where it should be, but money can't fix our relationship. And at this point I don't even know if I want it to be repaired. Should I walk away from her for good to protect myself once the house is sold, or try to work on counseling for myself and my sister?

tl;dr: my 50 y/o sister is mentally ill and destroyed the house we inherited from our parents. Idk if I even want to fix our relationship after all this bullshit, which includes hoarder style messes complete with dead cat bodies. I know what to do financially, but emotionally I am at a loss. Should I walk away to protect myself or try to get her (and myself) professional help?

Danaru posted:

I've discovered my (42F) sister (50F) has destroyed the $250k home we inherited from our parents 3 years ago and am now trying to deal with the cleanup of the house and our lives.


When isn't enough

Serephina posted:

I think what a lot of people are missing is that the sister is going through a bad mental state herself due to the double parental deaths. It's not like it's otherwise possible to be surprised by a close relative being a hoarder. That poor cat, but it's less about being a bad person and more about not being able to cope.

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Hello Everybody ,

I am 33 (female)and my husband is 32 and we have been together for 11 years. I am writing this after a somewhat traumatic episode with my husband. He has been growing more and more irritable and angry. It is very hard to keep a civilized discussion with him when we disagree. He gets very angry and it does not matter if we disagree on something personal , politics or something else. He takes everything personal. A couple of days ago, we were talking and I said he should do something about a certain situation, find a strategy to improve. He suddenly turned the conversation about me, how he would not do that, if I just did this and that. As I tried to reply, he meant I interrupted him and told me to shut up and slap me. As a reaction I pushed him and he came back at me. I tried to scape and at some point he just left. I did not get any blue marks or something like that, however this got into my soul. I was shaking for an hour after this and now I am so afraid. I have no idea how far he would go when his taken with anger. I feel so humiliated and afraid. I keep seeing this scene I my mind many times a day and feel like crying most of the time. I still can’t look at his face and I feel like I need a plan do get away. Yet, somehow deep inside I hope things will get better, but my rational side tells me It won’t , specially when I think about the he blames me for hitting me. When he left the room he said something like “how irritating you interrupted me” . He did no say he is sorry or anything at all about what happened. Am I exaggerating or is this really as bad/serious as I think it is?

TL;DR; : My husband is getting more and more angry and recently has not only hit me, but also blame me for it. Am I in an abusive relationship?

Serephina posted:

I think what a lot of people are missing is that the sister is going through a bad mental state herself due to the double parental deaths. It's not like it's otherwise possible to be surprised by a close relative being a hoarder. That poor cat, but it's less about being a bad person and more about not being able to cope.