Backstory: My mom is genuinely one of the funniest, kindest, sweetest people I've ever met and I'm genuinely lucky to have been her daughter.
She had me fairly young, raised me by herself and while we were pretty poor growing up, she did her damndest to make sure that I got a good education and had everything I needed as a kid.
One of the things we share is a love of the theater.
She would save up and take me to all the musicals that stopped on tour in our town and while we were always in the cheap seats it was always something we both greatly looked forward to.
These memories of going to the theater with my mom are very precious to me and is one of the main factors in why I work in the entertainment industry today (corporate side, I have a horrendous singing voice lol).
Fastforward to today. Like most theater nerds, my mom and I are basically obsessed with Hamilton. And for those of you who aren't really familiar with it, this show is basically impossible to get tickets for at this point, unless you want to see it in January of next year.
I'm lucky enough to be in a financial position w/my job that I could afford tickets for a show in July for me and my mom.
These are amazing seats (fifth row center), and through some type of divine intervention I managed to snag tickets for the night that Lin Manuel Miranda's (creator/lead in Hamilton) final performance.
I surprised my mom with these tickets back in December (i bought them in october i think) for christmas.
I'm making a whole week of it, I put us up in a really nice hotel, i made reservations at a bunch of restaurants that we both want to try, and we're going to do a bunch of touristy s**t in general (plus try to see if we can fit in at least one other show before we leave).
We are both incredibly excited for this, my mom even has a little Hamilton countdown that she's doing on a mini chalkboard she uses as a planner.
She sends me pics every day when she changes it, it's cute.
In January, I began dating this guy that I'll refer to as Josh. We were casual/not exclusive for a while but became serious within the last two month.
He also works in the corporate side of entertainment, but at a different agency than I do. He also has a higher position than me, and makes a loooot more money than I do (this becomes important). We met at an industry event and we hit it off instantly.
I thought I could get really serious about this guy and up to this point there have been no red flags that I've seen (although tbh right now I'm sifting through all of my memories to see if there's something I missed).
He also comes from a much much wealthier family than I do.
Josh has a younger sister that I'll call Jennifer (17) that's kind of going through a big troubled teen phase.
She cuts class, smokes, and is really disrespectful to her parents.
I've only met her once but as far as I know, she's not doing anything too bad she's just kind of a sad kid and could really benefit from some therapy (I floated this by Josh but he said his parents are kind of disdainful of therapy in general).
Josh says they can't reach out to her no matter what they do and they've tried everything (except trying to get her to a counselor but whatever).
Actual problem time: Sunday night I was at my place with Josh. We were drinking wine and cuddling while watching the tony's (theater awards show).
My mom was texting me during the Hamilton performance and geeking out about how excited she was. I laughed and showed my mom's texts to Josh because I thought it was so adorable, and he didn't say anything off but he was acting kind of strange after.
He asked me what date the show we were going to was, I told him and then he went into the other room to take a phone call.
I thought nothing of it because we both have to take random phone calls like that for our jobs all the time and he's going through kind of a tough time at his.
He was in an unusually good mood afterwards and said he had to go home early because he had to "sign some forms at the office early tomorrow" before we met up to get brunch with his parents later that day. Again, nothing too unusual and pretty common with the both of us.
He picks me up at work for the brunch with his parents and again he's in an unusually good mood.
I ask what's up and he says vaguely that things are going well at the office and this deal he's trying to make is finally going through.
I don't really press for info bc we both try to avoid work topics (partially due to work s**t being fairly banal and partially bc we both have to sign some pretty gnarly NDA's a lot of the time) and this is only my second time meeting his parents so I'm still a bit nervous about brunch.
We get to the brunch place and the first thing his mom does when she sees me is give me a huge, warm hug and profoundly thanks me for my kindness.
Her dad also gives me a huge handshake and thanks me for "helping out with Jen”. I'm kind of wtfing because I have no clue what they're talking about.
All three of them start going on about how Jen is "super excited about this" and that this is the first time that she's not been mad/expressed happiness to them in a while.
And that's how the next half hour goes basically, until the parents leave, mad, and the dad calls me a selfish cow. I'm so flabbergasted that I just sort of put up with it, but I could barely get in a word.
Josh and I go outside the brunch place and he starts screaming at me about my selfishness, and how Jen is going through a much harder time than they thought (he wasn't very clear on this so I'm not quite sure what he meant), and that I'm being childish because it's just a musical". I haaaate having arguments in public (also this is one of my favorite brunch spots and I wanted to be able to come back without being embarrassed) so I wasn't really engaging.
He eventually called me a c**t (wtf????) and then left in his car (which is awkward as hell because it was valet parking so he was just kind of stewing by the valet stand while I was waiting for my Uber).
Also we live in LA, do they also expect me to give up my plane ticket/hotel? Wtf was their gameplan here?
Look, I completely understand wanting to help out with Jen and I feel really bad that apparently her family is filled with weirdos, but this has been all so baffling and the entitled behavior they displayed is a massive turn off.
I am not giving up these tickets(is this selfish?), but I also kind of want to cut my losses here.
The attitude Josh displayed towards me outside of the brunch place was very unpleasant to say the least, and he knows how disrespectful I find being called a c**t so I'm of half a mind to just break up with him.
He knew I had these tickets for a while, and I don't get why he decided to do this now at all.
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17. The Internet Saves A Woman From Her Horrible Boyfriend
I hope this doesn't get buried, but OP I have read what you wrote, and your responses to questions and I'm a little bit concered with the following.
Things appear to go missing are directly linked with you leaving the house. It's almost like he is trying to subtely stop you from leaving.
He is jealous of you going out with your single friends.
Him being angry that you think its too soon to introduce him to your family. He seems to be pushing the relationship to be serious quickly by using guilt.
These CAN be the warning signs of a potentially abusive relationship. These behaviors start small and insidious and esculate. I had a friend who started a relationship and her boyfriend hated the fact she hung out with me, as I was single and particpated in what he called 'slutty' activities, like hanging out with friends at bars and having males as friends.
I was concerned about his level of jealously and apparent hate of her single friends and warned her. She seemed to think it was normal and was just a little insecure. She exited that relationship two years later and admitted to us all that he was physically and emotionally abusive.
I'm not saying everyone who is jealous is an abuser, but combined with other red flags, you should be cautious. Do not let him dictate who you can and cannot hang out with.
Don't let him guilt you into doing things you are uncomfortable with. I will PM you an information sheet about abusive relationships. Please be wary and look at the situation with this new information OP.
My heart hurts for you. I dealt with this. Everything was so great, perfect actually for the first 4 or so months, and then there was this huge freak out. He started trying to make me feel crazy. He still talked with his ex fiance, and would tell me he still loved her, but wanted me. (You know, the love takes a while to fade thing).
I stupidly married him after dating for a year (and finally divorced after 3 1/3 years of marriage). What he was doing worked. He broke me down so much that I had no strength; no self worth anymore. Little things he would do included: stepping out of the room to talk to someone. He was in earshot (without me straining to ease drop).
He would tell his ex he much he loved her and missed her, and how I don't compare. He walked back into the room, said goodbye to her right before he turned the corner (so the phone was now in his hand hanging up), sat next to me and kissed me.
When I got upset and brought it up, he said I was crazy, that he wasn't on the phone. Showed me his phone too, that he wasn't talking to her. It took me a long time to realize that he didn't talk to her, but he wanted me to think he had, and for me to think I was going crazy.
He also used to hide stuff from me, saying I was forgetful. I eventually found a pile of things in his parents backyard storage...things I had "lost". I hope for your sake this isn't your case, but if it is, realize it sooner than later. It saves so much heartache.
He was pretty angry, but I told him that there was nothing I could do. I also told him (as some of you suggested) that his landlord had to get him a place to stay and that he should call him.
The next day, he told me that he had talked to his landlord and he could move back in his own flat on the following weekend.
The renovations had not taken as long as planned.
At this point, I doubt the apartment ever had "damp walls" to begin with but who knows. In the evening he asked me if I wanted to move in with him because "it works so well" and "you don't like your roommate anyway" (I never even said that!).
I told him sure, I would move in with him in June. He was pretty excited about it.
While I was waiting for the nanny cam to arrive, there was one incident when something went missing, a book that I had ordered for my dad over Amazon and wanted to bring him the next day (at least that's what I told my bf).
Of course, in the morning, the book was gone. I chose to ignore it and he reacted quite strange to it, even asked me on my way out if I had taken the book with me (why on Earth would he ask that if he didn't expect a reaction from me?). I just asked: "What book?" "The book you wanted to bring your dad." "I don't know what you're talking about." In the evening, the book was on my desk again (of course!) and I ignored it again.
Two hours later, he casually walks by my desk and says: "Ah, that's the book I was talking about!" I just said: "Oh, that book." He seemed pretty angry for the rest of the evening.
Two days later, the nanny cam finally arrived. I set it up while he was at the gym and again, when he was there, placed a letter I needed for work on my desk. I wasn't surprised at all when it was gone a few hours later and re-appeared the next day. When I finally was alone at home again and could check out the nanny cam evidence, I only saw what I already knew: he took the letter while passing the desk, put it in his gym bag and put it back a few hours later.
However, as soon as I saw the "evidence", I decided against confronting him. To be honest, I was scared of his reaction and had already decided to break it off as soon as possible. Also, the camera didn't show me his motive and I figured he probably wouldn't tell me anyway.
I know, this isn't the most heroic or exciting ending, I could have confronted him with the video evidence but instead I cowardly broke up with a text message.
However, I really didn't want to confront him and have a dramatic fight. I just wanted it to be over as soon and as smoothly as possible.
If there's anything I've learned from this, it's to not rush into a relationship. For the past 7 years, I've jumped from one LTR to the next and I think it's time to stay single for a while and concentrate on my college classes.
For now, I'm going to stay at my brother's for two or three weeks and I should probably change my phone number. I'm sorry that I can't give you any insight on why he did it. It may have been cleptomania, a "prank" or messing with my stuff because something about me frustrated him.
I will probably never know. In all the texts he's sent me it only says that he doesn't know what I'm talking about and he never took my things!
32. This Woman Was Accused of Cheating By Her Boyfriend After Sleeping With Her Brother For Warmth
My brother had some business to do in a nearby city from today ’till Friday.
He decided to take a little detour and arrive at my place on Saturday and spend the weekend with me and then take an early morning flight to his destination on Monday since it’s close-by. I had a very busy and tiring day prior to his arrival though so I told him that I was going to leave the door unlocked and he could just come in as I didn’t want to be woken up (he was supposed to get to my apartment at around 6 AM).
Following this story, the internet had a lot of, ahem... questions.
The original poster clarified a few things. Apparently, her boyfriend set up a guest room for her brother.
The hotel room they got together had only one bed. And whenever she was asked whether or not they were wearing clothes, she avoided the question. The post got so crazy that it was actually removed, but the reactions from Reddit are still here in all their glory.
And opinions on this story are all over the place.
You admit you two intentionally spooned (big spoon, little spoon). You acknowledge that your boyfriend set up the guest room for your brother, but you and your brother decided it was better to spoon in your boyfriend's bed.
When your boyfriend voiced his confusion and concern, you and your brother booked a hotel room with only 1 bed so you two could continue to full-on spoon together again. When asked what you were wearing, if anything, you continue to dodge the question.
Nothing about this seems right.
It is one thing to share a bed, but it is an entirely different thing for you two to go out of your way to spoon one another and then rub it in his face by getting a hotel room with only 1 bed so you can do it again.
It is not normal to have your sibling's...pressed up against your...with you two holding each other tightly. Then for you to get a hotel room so you can share 1 bed to do it all over again. And I cannot help notice you keep avoiding answering what either of you was wearing, if anything.
Is he an only child? Just curious. Some people can't understand sibling bonds. Either an only child or siblings who doesn't have a good relationship. Even then, friends cuddle sometimes too. Siblings even more so. I have a nephew, whom I live with, (we look more like siblings than aunt-nephew) and on a typical free time, we would be on the couch, legs tangled together while I'm on my phone and he on his switch. It's normal.
If he doesn't change his stance on this, you should break up with him. Next thing you know he's gonna sexualize you and your father's relationship when he gives you a hug and a kiss or (god forbid) when he walks you down the isle.
Edit: Changing my vote to ESH. OP had failed to include on the original post that she and BF prepared a guestroom beforehand. While it isn't wrong to cuddle/share a bed with Brother, there IS a guestroom where BF expected your brother to be in. However, it doesn't excuse BF's behaviour when he found OP's bro with OP. He should've handled that better.
I personally cuddle with my sister but only when we HAVE to share a bed. We do have separate bedrooms. (I'm F) and when hanging out in the living room which is mostly leaning against each other, legs over the other's lap, etc.
Also, the hotel room bit. I understand if you had to share with bro to cut costs or that there is no more room available, but instead you shared a room (and by extension, bed, I guess) out of spite.