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r/BORUpdates - My boyfriend farted in my face as a joke in front of our friends. A week later, he still hasn’t contacted me
r/relationships - I (22M) just walked in on my girlfriend (21F) of 7 years having sex with my roommate (22M).
r/relationships - I don’t know what to expect for my [23F] date with my best friend [23M] and I don’t feel ready for it
r/AITH - AITAH for not engaging with poly content
r/BestofRedditorUpdates - AITA for wanting to attend my best friend’s wedding?
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Hey, this is Angie.
And this is Carly, your favorite OK Storytime hosts. And we've got some great stories coming up.
But before that, we have a quick two-minute break from our sponsors that keep the show alive. My boyfriend farted in my face in front of all of our friends and never once apologized.
That's gross.
My boyfriend, 21 male, and I, 22 female, were hanging out with a group of friends at someone's house. Everyone was joking around and some of the guys were farting and burping as dumb jokes. What do you mean dumb jokes?
They're the best kind of jokes.
Those are classic.
Comedy gold.
I wasn't a fan of it, but I laughed along because everyone else was. I was lying on the floor and my boyfriend was sitting next to me. He started farting for fun. Whoa. I looked disgusted and told him to stop. But instead, he leaned over and farted directly in my face. That's so good. I would have been like, ah!
But also, I would have been like, you got me.
Basically asked for it. Yeah. Yeah.
I'm not going to hold that against you. I think that it's so funny. Some people are probably like, oh my god, what's wrong with you? You're so immature. I think that is the funniest thing you could do to someone. Truthfully.
Especially after they were like, don't.
Stop. Don't do it. Everyone burst out laughing. I immediately yelled at him, pushed him away, hit him in the chest, and hid under a blanket because I felt completely humiliated. People kept laughing and saying things like, he.
Farted in his girlfriend's face.
Is that they were only saying things like that?
He farted in his girlfriend's face.
Everyone point and laugh.
He farted in his girlfriend's face.
What hurt me the most was that my boyfriend was laughing too. Yeah.
Because it's funny.
It's a joke. Huh? If there was something left on your face, that's a different story. But this was just a little puff. A little air. Just a little dusting. A little stinky air. He tried to hug me and call me babe right when he saw I hid under the blanket, but I pushed him away again and went to sit alone in another room.
I like to imagine that under the blanket the whole time. It never came out from under the blanket.
That is literally the stupidest thing. That is just so dumb. I don't even think Her acting this way is more immature than what he did.
I think OP must not have grown up with brothers because that is a daily occurrence.
He never came to me to apologize that day. On the drive home, he didn't speak to me at all and acted like I was the one who had done something wrong for yelling at him in front of everyone. By the way, this comes from FewInteraction5119. If you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash OKStoryTime subreddit. I'm Savannah.
And I'm Adrian.
And I'm Dakota.
And we're here to give some good advice, but we don't have all your answers. We're only going to tell you what we would do, and I would do exactly.
What- I was going to say, we might not be mature enough for good advice on this one.
But I would do exactly what the guy, what OP's boyfriend did. And if you have a problem with that, say it in the comments. As Opie says, when I got home, I blocked him on the app we normally use to chat. I was so mad because he was giving me this silent treatment the whole time instead of apologizing.
He only did it once and when I pushed him away, he stopped and never came to me again and acted like I was the one to blame. I didn't block his phone number or my other social media accounts, so he still had plenty of ways to contact me if he wanted to. I also unfollowed his Instagram too. It's been a week now and we still haven't spoken. He hasn't made a single attempt to contact me. I only had two of his friends, not those from that day, and both of them have unfollowed and removed me from Instagram.
Less than four days after everything happened, he started following three new girls and they had private accounts and they followed him back. Since then, he's continued following more girls and today I noticed another new one. I unfollowed and removed him the day we argued, but I can still tell who he's following because they keep showing up in his Instagram suggestions. I honestly feel like there's nothing inside.
I've done nothing but cry this entire week while it feels like he's already moved on and is talking to other girls as if our relationship meant nothing. I'm gonna pause there. Girl, you don't even want to talk to him, so why are you being mad that he's not talking to you? Like... he tried to apologize and you're like, no, get away from me. And he's like, okay, I guess like, yeah, maybe he should have like tried again to apologize, but also this is weird.
Yeah.
It's a two way street. You know, it feels like you also don't want to talk, get him back. So yeah, it feels like a mutual sort of discombobulation.
Is that a word? Discombobulated.
He's just a, he's just a farts first fella, you know, he's a, he's a, he's a fart centric kind of guy.
And, You should be. If you're not, I don't want to talk to you. I like, yeah. Okay. So everyone's like, Oh P like you broke up, blah, blah, blah. And it is because you're, yeah, you're like being like really big baby about it. And like, you know, it's fine. It's not like it ruined your entire life.
Yeah.
It was probably embarrassing, but why don't you bring that up then to him instead of him? Like, you're like, he needs to apologize. He needs to bring it up. Well, you're the one with the issue. So you need to be like, Hey, that wasn't cool that you did that. The, the, the, Next time, I'm not going to be cool about it.
All this stuff. It's like, I don't know. And you guys haven't talked for a week. You're broken up. Sorry to say, but you're broken up.
And I feel like his sense of humor is probably a big part of his personality. So it sounds like you don't even vibe on that level. Exactly.
So that's like incompatibility now.
Find you a man who holds in his farts. Good luck.
And good luck.
Yeah, good luck.
Until yesterday, I refused to follow any guys because I didn't want to become the kind of person I thought he was becoming.
Okay?
I wanted to respect what we had. What you had. Like, notice that it's past tense.
Already past tense.
Because you're done. Like, you know, you're fighting about farts. Why don't you just bring that up to him? Be like, hey, I didn't appreciate blah, blah, blah. And he could have been like, oh, hey, I'm sorry about that. But instead you're like, he hasn't apologized. And so I'm still mad. And now he's following other girls and he hasn't talked to me in a week.
Yeah.
Cause you just did not bring that up that that was a big deal. Like if you have, if you have something wrong, just say it, just say it. But now it feels like to him, the relationship is completely over and he's never coming back. Part of me wants to start following guys just to see if he'd react. But another part of me feels like that would only make me no different from him. I genuinely don't know what to do anymore. I'm completely heartbroken. I can't believe it's over. I just can't. We didn't just have a normal relationship. We were really close and he was my everything.
I saw my future with him and he also did. We were just going to celebrate our anniversary next month and invite everyone. How am I supposed to accept this and move on? And there are some comments.
But.
Yeah, you just got to be like, listen, I guess we're done here. Like, you know, that's it. If you want to talk about it, talk about it. But, like, you're trying to leave the door open for him. I think he's done.
Yeah, like, if you're serious about getting him back, have a conversation with him. Don't be, like, waiting for him, playing, like, mind games with Instagram follows. Go have a conversation. Or, if you really want to get him back, go and fart on him.
And that's also true.
Yeah.
And then boom, even. Even and you're back together.
It's like a rom-com. Imagine if the third act of a rom-com, someone just shows up and farts.
It's like, I love him.
It's like the end of Jerry Maguire, but he just, she just comes back and goes, I.
Poop, you poop me. There are some comments. Training Laugh 4304 says, pretty sure you're broken up. OP, OP's response was downvoted. How am I supposed to accept this? Our relationship wasn't just some casual relationship. We were incredibly close. We saw each other every single night because neither of us could stand going even one night without seeing the other.
We made the best memories together and experienced everything together, just the two of us. We had even just come back from a trip together, and after that trip, I felt even more in love with him. I honestly can't handle this amount of pain. I don't know how I'm supposed to accept that someone who was my whole world just disappeared from my life like this. Listen to yourself.
Read that back, like, three times. Hopefully, you would get it by the second time, but I'm just gonna say, read it a third time. And understand what you're trying to do here, because this is cray-cray. Like, what? She's literally just like, No, we're supposed to be together. We were soulmates. And I can't believe, like, he's making such a big deal out of me making such a big deal out of it. It's like, oh, my God. Legitimate Raspberry says, he humiliated you in public, gave you the silent treatment instead of apologizing, and is now playing mind games by following other girls. This shows a complete lack of respect. Move on and F that guy. I mean, yeah, there's also that side.
Yeah.
Like, I'm not... I think... truthfully everyone kind of sucks here because no one's communicating but if i had to pick a side i'd pick his because you you just sound very very desperate for this and just lp has a downvoted comment you're right i keep trying to remind myself that he humiliated me in front of his friends for fun and never said sorry but also i feel like i overreacted because everyone told me to calm down and stop making a big deal out of it it's been a week since that day He hasn't tried to reach out and he followed a bunch of pretty girls and it's just tearing me apart. The thing is, it shifted the focus away from what he did to me and turned it into a discussion about the girls he followed.
Now all I want to do is know if he is doing it on purpose or he just never loved me. Lord Commander Minis says you block him and he is giving you the silent treatment? Yeah, what he did was reprehensible. but you are playing games too. Break up and grow up.
Ooh, I like that.
More Kittens says, that's how I read it too. Both of them are a little immature, but they are young. OP with another, every time OP comments, it's downvoted. It's so funny. OP responds, may I ask you, how am I young? Wouldn't you get mad if the person you love and respect farted in your face in front of everyone for fun? Wouldn't you want an apology? Wouldn't you block them for giving you the silent treatment instead of asking for your forgiveness? I'm just asking though.
Also, yeah, no, I would. I hate the silent treatment so much. I would also, I would be very done on both sides.
And then also OP adds, I'm not playing games at all. When we were on our way home, it was just the two of us. He didn't say a word to me and he didn't even look at me. I was expecting him to apologize to me at least, but he just gave me the silent treatment. And when he dropped me off at home and I got out of the car, he sped off like he was the one who had every right to be angry. As if I was the one who had done something wrong. Would you not have blocked him? Or would you have gone home and politely asked him to respect you and not fart in your face again? Was that an option? I did not see that option in here. But that sounds like a pretty good option. Politely asked him to respect you and not
fart in your face again? Yeah, instead of not communicating at all and now you're broken up because you haven't talked in a week and now you're stalking his Instagram followers. I think, yeah, I think if I had to choose two lanes, I'd probably go with the one that involves communicating about it.
Remember, kids, 90% of relationship problems can be solved with communication.
There you go. And farts sometimes.
And farts.
That's the other 10%.
There is an update here.
My God.
Nine days later, I still can't believe this. I gave an entire year of my life to this man. He wasn't just my boyfriend. He was like my father.
Whoa.
My best friend. My family. My safe place. We spent almost every night together, and every single corner of my life is filled with memories of him. Every memory hits me out of nowhere, and I just start crying. He always talked about our future. Just two or three days before we broke up, we went on a three-day trip together and made some of the happiest memories of my life.
He kissed my hand and said, I'm so happy I have you. Please never leave me. Whenever we argued before, we'd make up within a day or two, even if he blocked me. I'd call him several times and apologize and try to fix everything. So this was doomed from the start because that's so toxic. Even if he blocked me, I would just continue to call him 70,000 times so that he'd pick up and know that I was sorry.
I'd love to get this story from this guy's perspective.
Three weeks ago, we had an argument about him farting in my face in front of our friends for fun. And I snapped and yelled at him and he gave me the silent treatment. And he was angry as if I was guilty for yelling at him. For the first time, I blocked him when I got home because I wanted to see if he would fight for me the way I always fought for him. That is so toxic. Oh my God. OP, there's no way you're 22. You had to have lied about that because if a 22-year-old is acting this way, someone needs to do something.
Hey, you know, some people are really fart sensitive.
Okay?
No. No.
You're not allowed to be. That's crazy. Instead, within four days, he started following a bunch of girls. He even messaged one of my friends and sent her spicy-related messages, saying he'd been lonely for a long time, asking her to have spicy sleep with him and telling her he'd do anything for her if she got with him. Okay, well, that's a D-bag move.
Yeah.
Yeah, I don't know what is happening. Both of you are toxic... You need help. Professional help, not help from us.
This guy's built to be a fart friend, not a fart father, you know?
Not daddy material yet. I don't know why I said it like that. That was a little too saucy.
He's not the father. He's the farter. There's a difference. You mixed it up. That's type of one isn't.
Farther.
I only found out about that two weeks later. So I unblocked him and texted him.
This should go real well.
Yeah. All I said was, whatever you're doing, please leave my friends out of it. His response completely destroyed me. He immediately insulted me and my mother and called us very bad names, cursed at me, told me to get lost, called me horrible names, threatened to come to my house and hurt me if I ever contacted him again, and then sent me a photo of himself sitting at home with another girl. They were cuddling and drinking booze together.
Right after sending the picture, he blocked me. I was in so much shock that I couldn't even reply. Well, you couldn't because he blocked you. There is a little bit left here. Any final thoughts?
I wish I had a fart in me right now to really punctuate the episode.
Any final farts?
Got rid of them before getting on this couch. You're welcome.
Yeah, honestly, thank you, but also.
Is that a disappointment noise?
Yes.
All right.
Next time I'm... Come locked and loaded. I'm putting beans in an IV. I'm just feeding them into my body.
I need farts in this room. I know Dakota House.
How do we make this poetic, you know?
Are you going to fart in iambic pentameter?
One man's fart is another woman's freedom.
Oh, that was Mars. One man's fart is another woman's freedom.
One man's... is another woman's... Oh, well, I'm going to finish this up.
It's been five days since that happened, and I'm still in complete shock. I keep asking myself, what did I do to deserve this?
Why?
What happened to all those conversations about our future? What happened to all those memories? How can someone change this much in just a few days? The worst part is... Despite everything he did, I still miss him. Part of me still wants to message him and ask, why did you do this to me? I didn't deserve this. I did not deserve that fart in my face. I know I'll probably never get an honest answer, but I can't stop wondering how someone who once begged me not to leave could become so cruel so quickly. And there are some final comments. Comment number one says, He was like, my father, what the F? Yeah, same girl, same.
Same reaction.
Literally, we all went, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. What's going on here? There was a reply. It was messed up from fart to finish.
You could say their relationship went up in a puff of smoke. Or fart.
It was ruined from part to part.
Depending on how strong it was, you might say it went out with a bang or it went out with a whimper.
All I know is thank God you guys aren't together because I think the world would have fallen apart.
Fallen apart?
Fallen apart.
Okay, now we're reaching.
That's a bridge too far.
And that's the end of this story. We're going to go to the next one.
I came home early to surprise my girlfriend and found her with my roommate.
How could she?
My last class of the day was canceled, so I, 22 male, decided to come home and surprise my girlfriend, 21 female. I went to the store and grabbed everything to make her favorite meal, lasagna. I was carrying the bags up the stairs and put them down in front of the door to fish my keys out of my pocket.
And then I heard my girlfriend moaning. I thought she was taking care of herself. Boink. Because I know that she likes to do that sometimes when I'm not around. Crazy. So I didn't have a sudden aha moment or anything. I walked in and there were her and my roommate 22 male on the couch. I opened the door and kind of just froze when I saw it. She looked up at me and he turned around and saw it was me and I just saw red. As much as I wanted to, I didn't throw down. I just dropped the bags and walked away. As I was getting into my car, they both came running out and yelling at me to stop, but I just floored it and got out of there as quickly as I could. I called my best friend and talked to him about it. He
offered to come throw this guy on his butt. I told him no. I didn't want him to get in trouble from it. I even had the engagement ring that I planned to use to propose to her this summer when we went on vacation. It's in my safe that I keep in the closet, so I know that she doesn't know about it. But I plan to spend the rest of my life with her.
Ugh. Dang.
This sucks.
Just once I want a story where they don't plan to spend the rest of their life. Where they're like, I was on the fence. Honestly, it could have gone either way.
Why didn't I see this coming? By the way, this comes from NowWhat8989. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash okay story time subreddit. I'm Savannah.
And I'm Adrian.
And I'm Dakota.
And we're here to give some good advice goofily, but we don't have all your answers. We're only going to tell you what we would do. Let us know what you would do in the comments. As OP says, my last class was supposed to start at 12, but since it was canceled, I was home by 1230. So it's been four plus hours. My phone has been blowing up from both of them. I haven't looked at any of the messages or answered any of the calls. I called my bank and made sure that she wasn't on any of my accounts for anything. I'm going to go back later tonight and pack up all of our stuff and drop it off at her place tomorrow. Then I'll probably take a bag of clothes to my friend's house and stay there until school ends in three weeks. What do
I do next? Oh, this sucks. And what would you do?
Oh, man. I mean, yeah, there doesn't seem like there's really any coming back from that. You know, it's was it going on for a while? Do we know from the story if it's happened in the middle of the day?
I mean, yeah, this happened in the middle of the day.
He died.
Didn't know that any of this was going on and he just caught them red handed. And then he's like, Oh God, now I have to figure out my entire life.
Yeah.
So, and now his question is, what do I do next? Just block both of them. Don't talk to him. Just, you know, it's what they want. If that's, yeah, if that's, I don't know, there's not really like a right or wrong way to, well, I guess there is a wrong way to go about it, but there's not really a right.
You know?
Yeah.
Give yourself some time to process that. That's a dramatic thing to experience.
Exactly. Especially since you just bought like the ring and everything. And it's like, I meant to spend the rest of my life with this person. Oh yeah. Yeah. It's a horrible situation. I truthfully would just not talk, but I would just block them and try like to limit contact as much as you can. Just give her like pack up all her stuff, give her stuff back and be done with it. Just be like, whatever. There was an edit here. I'm at my best friend's house. Him and his sister have been super awesome to me. Their doorbell rang about five minutes ago. It was her. His sister witched me out. I wanted to go yell at her, but I started drinking fireball instead. It's going to be a long couple weeks until school gets out. There's an update.
I think we should just go.
Go on.
After my first edit, many of you messaged me and asked me not to drink slash that I was better than that slash that this wasn't the thing to do. I sincerely appreciate that. My friend and his sister took me out to dinner to try to get my mind off of everything. At first, I wasn't really up to going, but I figured that it would be better to try to focus my mind on something different. My friends called up a couple of my other friends and the six of us went out to dinner. At first, I wasn't really into it. I was kind of down. But my friends did anything and everything that they could to cheer me up. I can honestly say that I love my friends and everything that they've done for me. My best friend's sister, Emily, went through all the messages on my
phone from the both of them and deleted anything that didn't need to be on there. She texted both of them from my phone telling them that it was her that was texting and told her that a friend would be by at a certain time to pick up my stuff tomorrow. and she told him that I would be by tomorrow to grab some things that I was going to try to get out of the lease by talking to my landlord. I want you all to know that I've read through each and every one of these comments, and that I've read through every message that's been sent to me on here. I plan on replying to a couple tonight or tomorrow. I'm really tired, but wanted to let you all know how much you've helped me. Finally, to the people that have been in the same position
as I'm currently in, or to those that have been in a situation even relatively similar, I have a couple things. First, none of what your ex-significant other did says anything about you. It tells what kind of person they are. Your reactions tell the kind of person that you are. Secondly, all of you are much stronger than you realize. Many of you have given me such amazing advice and you know exactly where I'm coming from. Talking about it isn't always the easiest. And many of you did try to help an internet stranger. So thank you. Finally, many of you have much greater things to look forward to. Like one of my old teachers says, it's like moving on to the next book in the sequence. Yeah, you may have
to wait a little bit for the author to release it, but it's worth the wait.
Wow.
Bars.
Bars.
And sometimes those authors are George R.R. Martin and you will never see the next chapter.
One day.
I'm holding out hope for you, buddy.
I mean, he's already got that guy lined up to finish it in case he croaks.
Really?
Yeah, it was the same guy who made the Wheel of Time. Brandon Sanderson is slated to finish Game of Thrones if George R.R.
Can't do it. I'm a dork.
No, it's cool that you know that.
Kim Foyne says, your reaction told us you're very sad and very cinnamony.
Very cinnamon.
There is a second update here. Emily, my best friend's sister, texted both of them informing them that I'd be coming by to get stuff. Emily would be going to my ex-significant others. I went with my best friend Trevor and Emily to get some stuff from my apartment. My roommate wasn't there, but he left me a note saying that he's sorry and attempting to explain the situation. I threw it away after reading it, grabbed some stuff, and loaded it into my car. I drove back to their house while the two of them then went to my ex's apartment to grab my stuff. My ex was there and at first she wouldn't let them in. She yelled at them to go away through the door and after about 15 minutes of them sitting there, she eventually opened up
and let them in to collect my things. They grabbed my PS4, movies, cookware, clothes, and some random other things. She cried the whole time and asked them if they would tell me that she's sorry. It was a one-time thing. I would do anything to change it. They didn't say a word, although she was crying into an older hoodie of mine, so they left that there. I'm not too torn up about that. I told a few select friends what happened and asked if they would watch the doors to my classroom when I had classes as I didn't want to cause a scene. Nothing on Wednesday, but she stood outside one of my teaching classes on Thursday. I went in through a different door and thankfully she didn't see me. Friday is the day that really upsets me.
As I said in the last post in a reply, I'm an education major and I have my practicums this semester. Our education building has two floors and the first floor is a laboratory school, an elementary school that has a lot of education students come in and do their practicums or observations. While the second floor has classrooms for education students.
My practicum is with third graders and she stood outside the the door to my third grade classroom waiting for me. We have name tags and only have to show those to the desk to get in. She used to be an education major, but switched majors. Therefore, it wasn't too uncommon for her to be in there. I saw her and my heart immediately sank. I decided to just walk by her and ignore her. She saw me and started crying and trying to talk to me. I didn't say a word, but just walked into the classroom. My cooperating teacher asked her to leave, but all my students that were there had already seen it. They started bombarding me with questions, and I just stuck with, it's nothing important right now. We can talk about it later, but we
need to focus on our learning right now.
Good response.
I mean, that's just, that's horrid to have to deal. I mean, because I've dealt with teaching kids and all of that stuff, and it's just like, when something happens in a relationship, and they're all aware of it or something, it's just like. Like, you don't need to talk about it.
It's fine.
We're not here to focus on that. We got other things to go. We got to learn some... What do we have to learn? Put the Pythagorean theorem today.
We got to learn who's on the $ 2 bill. That's what we got to learn.
It's time to go over presidents and what bills they're on. But honestly, it gutted me inside. I explained the situation to my cooperating teacher and asked her to watch out for if she came back again. She said that she would, and would ask her to leave if she saw her again. I received a few text messages this weekend from her and her roommate. That was extremely annoying. I got an insane amount of phone calls and got a ton of Facebook messages. Trevor and Emily also received quite a few as well. I worked all weekend and threw myself into lesson plans and projects due. I also went and played a round of golf.
What?
I am not going to believe that for a second. There's no way. Do you think she's telling the truth?
It seems so suspicious, right? Like, oh, you wouldn't talk to me. What can I do to make you talk to me?
Yeah, what timing we have here? Hmm, interesting.
Liar!
I screenshotted the conversation. I'm trying to stay calm, but if she truly is pregnant and the baby is mine, then that throws a whole wrench into everything. Can anybody give me some advice on what to do next? I'm trying to remain as calm as I can, but this is really big and I'm starting to freak out. Thank you all. So I wouldn't believe this. I would very much be like, let me see the test. Or, I don't know, take the test in front of me or something. Like, I don't know. I really don't think she's pregnant, truthfully.
And we've already established there's probably, there's two potential cases. baby daddies so yeah at the very least gotta get a dna test just for that.
Yeah exactly especially yeah one if she actually is pregnant then you have to get the dna test because you don't know that could have literally just happened a week ago or so i don't know but oh let's finish it up here's the text conversation her i'm sorry for what i did i'm sorry that i messed up our future but I think that we just got a second chance.
I know that this isn't what you wanted to hear, but I'm pregnant. Maybe this is why I made my mistake.
Me.
You can't use a pregnancy to explain cheating. It doesn't work like that. I want a pregnancy test. Not one from the store, but to actually go to the doctor and have them do that. If it turns out that you are pregnant, then I want a paternity test.
Her.
Fine. I'll call the doctor tomorrow and set up an appointment. But if I am pregnant... Can we have a second chance? Okay, now she just totally went back. If I am pregnant, girl! So you're not. But if I am.
She's going to go to the doctor, get that negative test, and be like, this is because you stressed me out by not wanting to stay with me after I cheated on you.
She's going to just draw another plus, just another line.
Just Photoshop. She'll be like, look. Google image positive test.
His face is on the other end. She's like, it's yours.
Me. No.
All I want to know from you is when and where the appointment is. She seems too calm for this to be just a joke. She's been bat crap crazy for almost the past week and now she's extremely calm. I'm honestly extremely scared. And that's the end. Can you check if there's an update?
Oh. Oh.
Oh, piss me off. Oh, this just leaves you on a cliffhanger. I really hope there's an update because, oh my God.
Guys, it's 11 years old.
It's 11 years old.
The child's 11 by now.
Dang, that child could be 11.
There is an update. Let me see. Hold on. Oh, it's archived. Oh, come on.
Oh, okay.
Please tell me this one's not archived. No, no, no!
They're both archived.
It's archived, but I have the title.
My ex has moved closer to me with the baby from the guy she cheated on me with and won't leave me alone.
Oh, my God.
That's the most dramatic option possible.
No. So she was pregnant. It's the roommates. And now she still wants to get with him. No. What a horrible story. I hate this for you, OP. I'm so sorry. You just wanted a normal life and she's hurting you. Oh, I can't. I... Darn.
Gee lickers.
Darn.
That's what I say if it's devastating life news. Ah, darn.
Oh, bang it.
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My best friend for years... confessed his feelings, and it made me panic for days. Uh-oh. My 23 female best friend, 23 male of seven years, told me that he had feelings for me and asked if I would be okay with exploring those feelings if I felt the same way. He had been acting weird for the past few weeks, so I kind of had an inkling this was coming.
And I at least had a response sort of planned out. I was upfront about the fact that I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but Connor, not his real name obviously, made some good points. He basically said that dating might make us even closer and that if we date, we'll probably be less likely to drift apart after college. Oh, great. Awesome.
That's such a weird... Sorry, I'm trying to process this. You should date me not because you're attracted to me or have feelings for me, but because I don't want this thing to end that we have after college. I want to be able to text you.
Yeah, it's like, okay, yeah.
Yeah, there's one way to go about it.
I love how OP's also like, he made a good point. And it's like, did he? I have not seen it.
Yeah, I don't know. Where's the PowerPoint? Here it is.
Put all my power into that.
That was in response to me admitting that us drifting apart was one of my fears.
Oh, okay.
He also rightly pointed out that even if things didn't work out, we could remain friends because we're both pretty level-headed and neither of us are likely to drop the other person as a friend over a petty breakup. That's what they all say. Until it ends so messy that you can't even look at each other. I was talked into agreeing with him because everything he said was so logical.
But I'm still unsure. Girl, if you don't want to, you don't have to.
What?
Don't make him convince you to be in a relationship with this guy. What?
My heart's telling me no, but the logic part of my brain is telling me hell yeah. I'd be dumb not to.
It's like, I mean, I did sign the contract, but I don't know. Do I have to stay for 12 months?
Listen, he's not the best looking guy, but those profit loss projections were off the chain.
For real.
I never saw myself dating Connor. I always thought he was cute, but more of an, aw, he's going to make some nice girls so happy one day type of way. I guess I never thought that girl would be me. By the way, this comes from Objective Course 388, and if you want to submit your own stories, go to the r slash ok story time subreddit. I'm Savannah.
I'm Adrian.
I'm Dakota.
And we are here to talk about some stuff, get some advice, but we don't have all your answers. We're only going to tell you what we would do. But, you know, let us know what you would do down in the comments. As OP says, I feel like our chances of keeping the friendship the same as before were already ruined the minute he said he wanted to be more than friends. So I felt like I had no choice but to at least try a couple of dates with him. In my view, I could either reject him and lose him forever if he couldn't stand being around me anymore, or I could agree to date and salvage at least a fraction of what we had. He was so happy when I said yes and it made me really happy to see him smile and to know how
excited he was. Girl!
That's a mistake.
You don't like him. You don't like him. I'm scared of so many things. I'm scared that he'll kiss me on the date and I'll enjoy it and then our whole lives will change. I'm also scared that I won't have fun on the date because it'll feel different than our old friendship hangouts. And I'm scared that he won't enjoy it but I'm even more scared that he will enjoy it. I haven't been able to sleep properly ever since he told me. Last night, I stayed up all night and ate peanut butter straight out of the jar just to distract myself from thinking about what will happen on the date.
We've all been there before.
So did you. You do that?
Have you never eaten peanut butter straight out of the jar?
I'm not really a peanut butter girl. Like, I will eat it with other things. It's more like a dip to me or like a spread. Not like, ooh, snack!
You can still be a dip, you're just dipping your finger in and going to town.
My fingers do not enjoy that.
No, like, tell me I did that the last, what, like two weeks ago.
Nice.
I mean, just like, like, it was, it was shameful and I'm telling you now.
I feel dirty just watching you do that motion.
I've been psyching myself out on what to wear and whether to get made up like I would for another guy. It feels weird asking my other friends for advice about boy stuff when normally I would just go to Connor about stuff like this. I just wish we could go back to how things were before he dropped that bombshell.
We were both so happy and comfortable as friends and now I can feel how nervous we are when we're around each other and it sucks. In an ideal world, we will come back from the date and laugh about it and just agree to be friends again. But I don't think that's realistic. I'm already nostalgic about all the times we spent hanging out in our hometown and just enjoying the friendship. And now everything's going to be so different.
And it's making me panic so much. I don't even know where he's taking me on the date. Since he wants it to be a surprise and it's just giving me ridiculous anxiety not knowing. Advice, please? And there's an update. Oh, God. I don't know.
Yeah, at first I thought, like, that's an awkward situation. You know, friend asks you out. But then she was also saying, the OP was also saying, like, what if it goes really well? And what if he kisses me and our whole lives change? And I was like, do you maybe, do you want this? I'm confused.
I know, it's really weird because I, like, huh? Like, do you, she's so conflicted. I just, I mean, I also wish, like, he wouldn't have dropped a, like, bombshell or whatever. But it's just like, ugh. What can you do? I don't know. You just have to go with it. But it has now. He has changed that friendship for forever.
So that's on him.
Not on you.
And don't try to reciprocate the feelings just for him. Because it's not going to work. You can't fake feelings. There's an update. My head is still spinning from our date last night. I was so nervous that I felt sick and I literally almost canceled last minute. I'm so happy that I went through with it. I told him beforehand that I had anxiety about not knowing where he was taking me and that I didn't know what to wear.
He still wouldn't give away the surprise, but he did tell me to dress comfortably, so I just wore one of my nice casual dresses. He made us an outdoor drive-in movie theater, and don't ask me how he did it because I'm hopeless with technology, where we watched my favorite movie, and he brought popcorn and my favorite chocolate. Okay, so I'm immediately making out with them. Like, if you're gonna go through all that, I at least gotta give you something in return. I just feel like it's necessary.
It's a transactional experience, Dave. You do this for me, I do this for you.
Yeah, and now we're both feeling good. Afterwards, he took me to this new bookstore cafe in our town, which had just opened, and that I had been... wanting to go to. I was so happy when he finally kissed me, even though I had been previously dreading that he would. We actually kissed quite a bit. I found that my heart was beating not from nerves this time, but from genuine excitement. It's still unbelievable to me that this is happening, but it doesn't scare me anymore. I never thought Connor would ever make me feel like this. In my head, it just wasn't a possibility since we were such good friends.
I couldn't be happier that I decided to give him a chance instead of just immediately shutting it down out of fear of ruining the friendship. In reality our friendship was never in any danger.
I mean it was in a little bit.
You were saying goodbye to it about 20 sentences ago. You were like, it's gone forever. It's never coming back.
I think she was just mostly conflicted about, because you were right.
She was like, oh my God, it's so scary.
What if we fall in love and have a life that's so perfect forever?
But also what if we don't? And then I never talked to him again.
That's a normal feeling to have before every day. Like this could go horribly wrong or horribly right.
Terribly, terribly right it could go.
Shout out to Connor though. Making it out of the friend zone. It's good to see one for all the hundreds who perish within, you know, gives us gives us all hope.
Yes, there are real differences between dating and just being best friends. But there are way more similarities than I was expecting. Conversations still flowed the same way it did when we were only friends and we still have plenty of fun and laughs. I'm overjoyed that our friendship dynamic hasn't changed because I was mainly worried that things would be awkward now and I wouldn't know how to behave around him. Now it feels like we're friends who just happen to be dating. And in my opinion, that's exactly how things should be. Seeing how happy he is just feels like the cherry on top.
That's so sweet.
Anyway, that's really nice. And I love how you said like, you know, it just feels like we're friends that just so happen to be dating. That's like my dream. I want to be friends with the person and just like be really, really close. Just close with them as friends. Just be like, oh my gosh, I just want to see you all the time because you're such a good friend.
And then eventually we're just like, my god, we're actually soulmates. I am in love with you.
With that face.
Is that too much to ask? I mean, seriously.
Come eat this jar of peanut butter with me in the dark.
And I have a jar of peanut butter.
You can only use your fingers or it's cheating.
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My friend accused me of being judgmental just because I refused to engage in polyamory.
You're judging me. I know you are.
My friend and I argued because she asked if I knew a polyamorous content creator she follows. I told her I did not because I do not engage with polyamory-related content. I also explained that I do not judge polyamorous people, but I do not personally understand that relationship style and have no interest in following content about it. I said I believe we are both justified in existing in our own spaces without hostilities. Instead of accepting that answer, she accused me of being judgmental, I'm not, and called me several names. I explained that I genuinely do not care what consenting adults choose to do with their lives as long as it does not involve me. I am not trying to stop anyone from living the way they want,
and I do not think they should have to change for my comfort. She then asked me what I would do if I met a polyamorous person. I said I would greet them, treat them with respect, and be civil. just like I would with any other person. If I did not want to become friends, I would simply keep my distance because I do not think we would have much in common. Nobody is required to be friends with every person they meet, and choosing not to build a friendship is not the same as treating someone with disrespect.
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I'm Savannah.
I'm Riley Wilson.
And.
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That's our job.
So Reddit, am I the a-hole for not engaging with poly communities?
It just sounds like there's weird undertones. It's like the weird undertone of like, I don't want to just do it. Like, I don't need it kind of thing. It sounds a little judgy.
All right, edit.
She says, I wouldn't mind if someone I'm already friends with comes out as poly, but I wouldn't go out of my way to be friends with people who are very expressive about being poly.
It's like that statement. I don't want.
I don't like being friends with anyone who's too expressive about relationships in general.
So there's that.
I came off as defensive because I'm nervous of being called an a-hole after all the names I got called by my friend. Also, I'm neurodivergent as F, so I sometimes have a hard time communicating. And yes, I should have left it at a no, but I'm naturally very talkative and said I wouldn't give it. Much of a thought.
You and Savannah would be BFFs. Also, yes, I would be friends with poly people if we share things beyond relationships because I don't think I would even know they're poly. Also, I'll talk to my friend later and discuss why she had such a huge reaction because the comments are making me realize things that I didn't initially understand. So thanks for that.
Okay, so that makes a lot more sense now.
Does it?
Well, because she went... Instead of just doing, no, she went, no, and here's why.
Yeah.
Which usually when you add more context or details to it, it was never asked. Please tell me why and write me a thesis about it.
True.
It's just, I don't know. I don't like how... I don't like how they went on and on and on to try to like defend why when they just asked a simple question. But I also understand that they're neurodivergent. So maybe that, you know, didn't come across as like, oh, I have to now defend myself or something.
Update.
Six days later, we ended up talking. And during the conversation, she came out as polyamorous.
Well, yeah, I figured she was.
Nothing could have prepared me for that because she is an incredibly jealous person. It took her a long time to accept my other friends and that I'm just a friend. So the idea of her sharing her husband was not something I saw coming.
Oh.
Honestly, I had no problem with the polyamory itself because it's her business, not mine. The real issue started when I asked her whether her husband knew she wanted to practice polyamory. She admitted... He had no idea. I told her she should probably tell him soon because he deserves to know. But then she confessed that she is already dating someone. Wait, what?
Now, wow, we have really unfolded this giant burrito. So it's like, what's going on?
So in short, Keon, is she polyamorous?
Oh, what is she?
She's cheating on her husband.
There we go. That's just called cheating.
I'm dating someone he has no idea. In a polyamorous relationship, one half of the party can't be polyamorous.
Yeah. Because then it's just cheating.
Dang. Oh, and she's trying to get OP to sleep with her husband, so it's like, we're even now?
Oh, God.
That's probably my take.
I hope not.
That's probably my take.
No.
I think so. I doubt that.
It really is.
Along came poly.
That's crazy.
What a movie.
Wait, is there Polly in that movie?
No. Ben Stiller gets married to this woman, and she cheats on him immediately.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
On their honeymoon.
With the throw pillows?
No.
With the million throw pillows that she has? He hates the throw pillows?
That was a scene, yes.
She said she was afraid of her husband would not accept her new girlfriend.
Gee, I wonder why.
Some guys would. So she is actively cheating on her husband. and from what I can tell, it has been going on for a while. She explained that she had been regularly talking to multiple polyamorous couples behind her husband's back. She was essentially using those interactions to test whether polyamory was right for her before ever having an honest discussion with her spouse. She claimed she did not mean for it to turn into a full relationship, but one thing led to another. And she ended up dating another polyamorous woman.
Wow. Okay. So not only is she coming out as poly, she's also J with a G. So she is also bi now. Because she has a husband. So now this is unfolding many layers.
There are a lot. I'd probably have a heart attack if I was his husband. Yeah, you would. Would they have like, I don't know, kids?
Yes.
I wouldn't know what to do then.
It'll be soon to be ex-husband, honestly.
So, that was the moment I backed off and told her she needed to tell her husband immediately.
Oh, my God. Don't even read that.
Ming, ming.
Don't even read that.
That's what made me chuckle.
Okay, so, that was the moment I backed off and told her she needed to tell her husband immediately. Things got even worse. when she asked me to help convince her husband.
No.
I refuse!
Why am I involved in this?
Yeah, no.
She's trying to get you involved so that she, you know.
Oh my gosh.
It's like, I have other people on my side. It's not, you know.
Do you think it's, and she's gonna do the, oh, so you just hate poly people then?
Yep.
Wow, okay. I hate this person.
I generally stay far away from drama, especially relationship drama, so I have no idea why she thought I would agree to get involved in this mess. Also, I don't want to be the degenerate who manipulates their friend's partner to stay with them after being cheated on because that is exactly what she did. She cheated. She got angry.
She lashed out at me, accused me of being unsupportive, and started calling me names again. That was the last straw for me. So I walked away and went home. She has been blowing my phone up ever since. I'm sure she is terrified that I will tell her husband, and to be completely honest with it, I am still debating whether I should. Also, I want to clear up something because I don't want this to be interpreted as criticism of polyamorous people. I've learned that ethical polyamory is built on communication, trust, and enthusiastic consent from everyone involved.
That's true.
Send that video essay to your friend.
Yeah, send like the, yeah, you should, truthfully, you should start watching the poly videos and sending them to your friend and be like, actually, this is what it's supposed to look like.
Sort of like, We're all poly.
Poly workers.
No.
We're expressive.
We're communicative. We're trusting and enthusiastic about reading stories together. We're all in little poly pod.
We're in a little poly cube.
We read stories together.
Yeah, this person sounds like a nightmare. So I would stay far away from them, but I would also give them the ultimatum. Like, you have a week. Not even a week. I'd be like, you have a day to tell your husband. If you don't, I am telling them. Because they deserve to know. He doesn't deserve to go through all of that thinking everything's okay and whatnot when really you're not even thinking about him in this moment.
Fair.
Like, no.
That's not okay.
I'll give you that.
Thanks.
What my friend described wasn't that. It was cheating. I also appreciate the people in the comments who helped me understand that. My issue was never with polyamory itself. My issue was with excessive relationship talks And I've now realized that not every poly person is all about their relationship style, and we can have other things in common, like Disney.
This doesn't mean I'm suddenly going to start engaging with polyamory content or the community. That simply isn't where my interests are. I do, however, have a newfound understanding of the dynamic, so thank you so much for giving me grace.
Yeah. I don't think... I think it was just worded really weird in the beginning, but I do... believe that obviously you're not like against those people it's just like it's not my cup of tea but you know i'm not i don't hate them.
Not yucking the yum yeah i'm not yucking.
The yum i'm just that's not my first thing in the morning.
There's just too much yums going around.
Too many yums not enough yuck.
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My best friend refused to invite my partner to her wedding, and it cost us everything. Like your relationship? I, male 28, have been with my partner, female 26, for a year and a half. I've known one of my best friends, female 27, for five years. and I'm also close with her fiancé, male 27. They were some of the few friends I had when I first moved to a new city.
They're getting married in another state, about an eight-hour trip from where I live now, and they asked me to be a groomsman. The issue is my partner wasn't invited. They told me it wasn't personal that other partners and even some extended family weren't invited either due to budget and space limitations. Since they've only met my partner twice, she didn't make the list. I honestly wasn't happy about it because I wanted her to be there with me.
I even offered to cover all of her costs, but they said it wasn't possible. They explained there's a waiting list. If someone drops out, she might get an invite. They apologized for the situation. It took me a couple of days to tell my partner, but when I did, she surprised me. She said she understood, even if she was a bit upset. She even offered to come on the trip and stay in the hotel while I went to the wedding. I told her that would be really thoughtful, but it wasn't necessary. By the way, this comes from BenitesGue.
If you want to spend your own stories, go to r slash OKStoryTime subreddit. I'm Savannah.
I'm Riley. I'm Keon.
And we are here to tell some stuff to you guys. We don't have all your answers, though. We're only going to tell you what we would do, but let us know what you would do down in the comments. As OP says, a few days later, she brought it up again. She said after talking to her friends, they suggested a compromise.
I could go to the ceremony, but skip the reception to be with her. I disagreed. I plan to spend my life with her and we'll have plenty of moments together. But this wedding is a once in a lifetime event for close friends and they specifically want me there to celebrate. I suggested we plan a special trip together afterwards to make it up to her. Now she says that when we get married, she doesn't want to invite my friend and her fiance kind of as payback for the situation.
But I don't feel that way. To me, if I can't invite two of my five closest friends, then what's the point of even having a wedding? I know my partner has every right to be upset and she's under no obligation to sit around while I go to an event she's excluded from. But am I the a-hole for wanting to attend the wedding fully and still planning to invite my friend and her fiance to my own future wedding?
And there's a verdict here that everyone sucks here.
Again, their rules were like, listen, you're one of our best friends. We want you there. Sorry that she can't be there, but we're also not having family members there. and other people with very important plus ones. It's not like a you thing. It's not we're against her. It's just, it's a very limited space.
Yeah, I hope you can understand that.
And even, the weirdest thing is, even OP's girlfriend is like, I understand. Like, I'm a little upset, and she has every right to be upset, but now she's like, no, can't invite him to our wedding.
Yeah, it just, now that's petty. Like, their thing wasn't petty. Like, the first, like, you know, They just said we don't really have enough room.
Yeah.
It's not because they were trying to be petty. Be like, no, we don't like her. She can't come. It's like we don't really know her and we don't have enough room to accommodate for her. So like we just want our closest friends there.
Anonymous says less than two years may not qualify for them. I like that rule. Long, long term spouse like spouses or long term partners. What if you met someone for three months, got married and you've only been together for nine months, but you're married?
I mean, if you're married, then you could come again.
What is it, guys?
It's their wedding.
Their wedding, their rules.
There are some relevant and top comments. Commenter number one says, soft, you're the a-hole. You have best friends for five years and girlfriend for a year and a half, and they don't know her? Doesn't seem to jive. Is this a long-distance girlfriend you chat with online or in real life? OP responds, they moved states before we got together. My friends met my girlfriend only twice when they traveled here to visit. There's an update. Ten months later.
Oh.
After reading all the comments, I reached out to my friend because I didn't want this situation to damage either. my relationship or our friendship. I told her how conflicted I had been. I explained that I felt like I was being pulled between two people I loved and that I had turned to Reddit because I genuinely didn't know what the right thing to do was. I never mentioned anyone's real name, location, or any identifying information, but someone who recognized the story sent it to her. She was understandably very hurt. Reading hundreds of strangers criticizing her wedding decisions and calling her selfish or cheap was something she hadn't expected, and I completely understand why it affected her.
People also sent me DMs calling me weak, saying my girlfriend should leave me, and making all kinds of assumptions about my relationship. Neither of us expected that posting an anonymous request for advice would turn into thousands of people judging us personally.
Really?
Is this your first time on the internet?
Yeah. We talked for a long time, and by the end of the conversation, I truly believed we had worked everything out. She told me she still valued our friendship, still wanted me at the wedding, and asked me to delete the Reddit post because she knew she would keep coming back to read the comments and that they would continue hurting her. So I deleted it. I thought that would be the end of it. Instead, over the following months, she gradually disappeared from my life. She removed me from social media, left the group chats we shared, and stopped replying whenever I reached out about completely unrelated things. When she visited my city, where she had usually stayed in my guest room, she intentionally avoided letting me know she
was there. After several months of silence, I eventually asked a mutual friend if something had happened. That's when I found out that she had decided I was no longer welcome in her life. Oh, her life?
Dang.
Oh my gosh.
Because, because why? Because the internet? Because of the internet? Childish Gambino?
I don't know. Well, this is, Her life? I could.
Does she feel this betrayed because he went on Reddit and said all this?
And he didn't say anything negative about his girlfriend. It was the internet calling her an a-hole.
I think, yeah, but he's the one who put it out there. And so I think now she has maybe developed this bad tendency to look at the comments and be like, okay, you know, did I do this right? Did I do this right? You know, type of thing. Because it kind of does, like, do that. I don't... Her life?
She.
He was split.
Yeah. I.
That's way too far.
Maybe wedding? Sure. Life?
Yeah.
After what other people were saying? He didn't say anything that bad.
I guess.
I was like on the girlfriend. I didn't even think the couple sucked that much. I thought the girlfriend was sucking for making such a big deal out of this.
I guess OP got an easy decision for the wedding.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. She never told me herself. I learned it through someone else. I won't pretend that didn't hurt. She had been one of the people who supported me during one of the hardest periods of my life when I felt like I had almost no one else around me. Because of that, I genuinely believed we shared one of the closest friendships I had. Looking back, I realize our friendship may not have meant the same thing to both of us, but eventually, I accepted it and moved on.
The positive side is that my relationship with my partner became much stronger. The entire experience forced me to rethink my priorities. I learned that it's important to value the people who consistently choose to be part of your life instead of exhausting yourself trying to hold on to relationships that may no longer be mutual. We've been together for over two years. We're building a wonderful life together, and I'm planning to propose very soon.
Okay, well.
Last month, I found out through mutual acquaintances' social media posts that the wedding had already taken place. Seeing those pictures made me think about everything that had happened over the past year. I understand why she was hurt after finding the post. I was hurt too, not only by many of the comments, but also by how everything unfolded afterward.
But I still find myself wondering... Was anonymously asking Reddit for advice really such a betrayal that it justified ending a five-year friendship without ever telling me directly? Am I the a-hole?
Everyone sucked here to some degree.
Yeah.
Let's rank them.
You know what?
I'm going to say right now, in the words of Kobe, soft. Everyone here is soft.
Yeah.
Soft. Did we really have a relationship where we couldn't talk this through? I had a hard time with one of my friends recently, and I talked to him about it.
And?
Yeah, I mean, he kind of saw my point of view, but he was like, yeah, it's all good. And then we worked through it. That's kind of how things go.
Yeah.
I mean, you just have to have the tough conversations, which sucks, but you do. There are some FAQs from the original post. Why didn't you want your partner to come and stay at the hotel? This was actually a translation mistake when I rewrote the story in English. What I meant was that I would have loved for her to come on the trip with me. But I also understood if she didn't feel comfortable traveling just to stay alone while I attended the wedding. No, I was never planning to cheat on my partner. Some comments somehow reached that conclusion, but it was never remotely true. What did you mean by saying, if I can't invite two of my five closest friends, then what's even the point of having a wedding? I was wrong. After reading the comments,
talking to my therapist, and having several conversations with my partner, I realized that statement didn't make sense. The point of my future wedding is marrying the love of my life. Everything else is secondary. Ironically, after watching so many wedding horror stories, my partner and I have decided that we don't even want a big wedding anymore. We'd much rather have a small intimate ceremony and spend the money on things like traveling together.
So like, you don't want to invite everyone and not everyone can get a plus one.
This whole thing again?
Holy crap.
We've been here.
Huh.
Been here, OP.
Huh.
Huh.
Huh.
And that's the end of this story.