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I have a severe onion allergy and my inlaws have accidentally gotten me sick several times. They tend to not read ingredients on condiments, stock and seasoning mixed. They'll tell me it's safe and when I ask what they used and read the ingredients they tend to apologize when they realize they tried to feed me something I'm allergic to. I do this because I trusted their judgement and got sick. I can take an allergy pill but I still end up wheezy and I'll gave gastrointestinal issues all week. Last night my FIL shooed me out of the kitchen when he was cooking onions so I didn't see he fried veggies in one pan and used the same utensil on both. I woke up very sick. I told my husband I don't want to eat there anymore and he told me I'm overthinking and over reacting and to just tell them so they could be more careful next time. My FIL even joked last night about being careful so I didn't get sick and they even made me a seperate salad but at the same time my allergy has been known for over a year and I've told them time and time again that I'm venerable to cross contamination and that if they don't want to cook with onions or if they are unsure the food is safe I don't mind cooking for myself but they rejected that offer and insist I eat their cooking.

Once again my husband is downplaying the impact it has on me to be this sick. I already have IBS and have been loosing weight due to it so I don't want to risk being sick. I'm considering going to urgent care because I'm dehydrated and I can't stay hydrated no matter how much I drink.

I'm feeling like I'm being such a baby about this. AITA for expecting them to change how they cook so much to accomodate me.

I honestly don’t even like coming to this subreddit anymore. All this place does anymore is just blow any small thing from an episode way out of proportion. It’s like you guys don’t trust the guys to be human beings and deal with things themselves. It’s fine when the guys specifically ask us to get involved in something and it’s great they include their community but everything else just kinda sucks. I feel like the internet in general is becoming an increasingly toxic place and I was hoping this community might be a safe haven for that. I want to be clear it isn’t the whole subreddit. There are still plenty of people here who still got the distractible spirit and I hope for those people we can get back to just having fun. Special shoutout to German Jesus for trying to keep this place on track

edit: the fact that one of the few negative posts ive made is the one that blows up isnt really helping my point. my point is this. Stop worrying and arguing and just chill out and have fun. this is a community for a comedy podcast. make jokes have nice conversations and have fun with it. i feel like if we just stick to that this place could be a lot better

I (40F) have a friend of 15 years. I'm a lesbian and she's bi and married to a guy and has a girlfriend (he's ok with this). I've never hit on her or even hinted at us hooking up.

However, when we hang out, and especially when we're chatting with others at the bar or club, she's got to make a point to whomever that we're not together and even though I'm gay and she's bi, she'd never hook up or date me.

Every. Single. Time.

It's always awkward and the people we're talking to often look at me with pity like I'm going to be heartbroken. I usually laugh it off with a "you're not my type and married" joke, but it's getting old and my feelings are hurt even though I don't have feelings for her. When I try to talk about it, she just says my feelings wouldn't be hurt if I didn't want it to happen so she's just making it clear every time we hang out so I don't get any ideas.

Last night were were out again and as I was taking a vid of the dancing, I happened to catch her in the background again telling another stranger that she'd never date me and I've been in love with her since I came out 10 years ago. Shortly after that I ended up taking an Uber home (other friends were there) and today she's pissed that I left and again thinks it's because of "unrequited" feelings.

At this point I'm just over it and want distance. But does that make me an asshole, sensitive, upset for the wrong reason?

I never thought I’d be in this situation, ever. My (22F) ex boyfriend, (22M) Chris and I had the perfect relationship, or at least that’s how I felt at the time. We were together for five years. He was my best friend, then high school sweetheart, planning for both proposal and marriage in the coming year or next. We had our issues, but we always communicated through them — at our worst we’d cry, but we never ever yelled or insulted each other. We cared deeply for each other, investing real time and energy into getting to know each other’s cultures, with me studying and becoming fluent in a second language. Essentially, I thought he was my endgame.

We were semi-long distance, as he lived a couple hours from where I go to school. Typically, we got one weekend together per month, but we were spending time together for winter break. Sometime near the end, he started acting off. He has a very high libido, but he wasn’t interested in having sex. That’s fine, it’s just unlike him. Then, he let me know that he felt like we were hitting a rut, that he felt we were losing our excitement — no problem, it happens in every relationship. So, we make a plan to go on more dates when he’s in town, play more couples videogames together, FaceTime more.

Then, he goes back to school. He keeps up with our plan, but is busy with athletics most nights. He asked me if it would be okay if he gets coffee with his female friend, Francesca. Sure! I asked if I could see her Instagram. He sends me a picture. She’s totally his type. I tell him hey, do whatever you want, but you’re in a vulnerable spot right now and spending time with someone who is your type might make you stray from the relationship. He agrees that what I was saying made sense, and decides not to hang out with her.

A few days later, I realized I was feeling neglected. I occasionally developed little crushes on friends or celebrities. Our rule in our relationship is that crushes and attraction are totally normal, but the crush in question shouldn’t have any idea that you feel that way, i.e. no flirting, no confessing, no cultivating closeness with these crushes, stepping away from them until it fades.

This time, my crush was Shayne Topp (sorry Courtney, you get it though) and after talking it through with my therapist, I realized I developed these crushes because I was feeling neglected in my own relationship and they highlighted a need for attention that I wasn’t getting from Chris. So, in our communicative nature, I told Chris.

He broke up with me.

On the basis of, you’re right, I have been neglecting you, we should break up.

I was mind blown. This was so extremely out of left field. I put my phone down and spent the evening crying in my friend’s arms, saying something like, “this happens to other people! but it’s not supposed to happen to me!” (silly).

I came back to my room at 3am, and he agreed to a phone call. In the phone call, he told me he wasn’t attracted to me anymore. That he thinks I’m a good person, but that he doesn’t see a future with me. He said he wanted biological kids. He said he doesn’t see the beauty in me anymore. He said he wanted to feel closeness and love again, but not with me. He told me he didn’t even have the DESIRE to like me again. That when he thinks of a wife, he doesn’t think of me. He admitted that he did have feelings for Francesca and they’re only getting stronger. I said I understood, and that I’d like to see his messages with her, he agreed. He had been flirting with her for over a month, planning dates with her, including the coffee date he told me he’d cancel. I said, “So, you realize you cheated, right?”

He said, “it’s weird. I dont really feel bad.”

I hung up on him.

I realized in the coming days that he had been displaying manic symptoms. My sister, mom, multiple friends, and myself are all bipolar, so I’m familiar with what it looks like. We agreed to keep trying until his mania passes.

Well, that didn’t work. He just couldn’t wait. He broke up with me four more times, the last time being in person a few days before my birthday (he was the only one I had any plans with, so that sucked). His pupils were huge. His demeanor was monotone. He truly wasn’t even in there. No matter what I said, he wouldn’t budge. I offered to put it all behind us, give him biological children, take a break. No. He said this is what I want. I said okay. He left.

I booked a solo trip to Japan. Somewhere we had always wanted to go, but he never had the drive to make happen, so I booked it. He bounced in and out of my life thereafter. Wanting to work on it, then blocking me for a few days. I have abandonment issues, so this was hard for me. We talk again as friends, then he blocks me.

I’m starting to date casually again to distract myself and am having some connections. Finally, I have a good one. Chris unblocks me and asks to meet up, that he wants to work on things. I tell him that I could’ve forgiven him for what he did when he was manic, but not for the way that, after all of that, he only considers his needs. I go no contact.

It’s been two months since we went no contact, four months since the breakup. Since going no contact, Chris has been posting a countdown on his Twitter to the end of the year. He’s been posting cryptic and ambiguous tweets about suicide, about loving me so much that I’ve infected him like a disease. His Spotify has three twelve hour playlists just dedicated to me, that he frequently changes the titles of to send messages, like “please reach out,” and “I hope you’re well.”

Chris has a stalking problem. I didn’t know this when we were together. Before we were dating, he used to show up to places my ex and I were, but I thought it was a coincidence until recently when he admitted it wasn’t. He had been following us. After the breakup, he admitted that he had been tracking my location, and planned on showing up to bars or houses I was at. “To make sure I was safe.” I didn’t know he was like this.

I posted a picture yesterday of some produce I gardened, and in the corner of the picture, you can see a hand. That’s it. A hand.

Chris flies off the handle, tweeting ambiguous things like “wow” then retweeting four or five love poems. Then posting, “you really don't give yourself enough credit. i would try to explain how amazing you are but i know you'd never believe me. being humble is just another thing that makes you so genuine and admirable.”

What the fuck. Before we started dating he was like this to his exes, but that was six years ago. I thought he had matured…

He lives one mile away from me. We’re both home for the summer. I don’t think he’d hurt me, but I do think he’d follow me if I blocked him on social media.

You’re going to hate me. But I was his only friend. His birthday is coming up, and I’m tempted to wish him a happy birthday. I would feel horrible if no one did. I know that’s stupid. I won’t do it.

I’m tempted to reach out to give him closure, ask him to stop, whatever. But I’m not sure if that will just make things worse. I was with this man for five years.

Part of me feels bad because I know this ended because of mania. Part of me feels like this side of him never would’ve come out if we didn’t break up. That a good girlfriend would’ve waited this out rather than finding someone new.

I don’t know what to do.

Edit: going to try to stay off of here for the night. constructive criticism is one thing, but insinuating that I’m just as much of a stalker as the person who followed me in person to different places and is posting suicide threats and love poems about me 2 months after no contact… just because I check his twitter and Spotify to MONITOR the escalating severity of these threats? Saying “poor guy” and that I lead him on? Mind blowing… I’ll just wait on Morgan’s advice. I know I have behaviors I need to change, but calling me just as much of a stalker and cruel for “leading him on” is the furthest thing from any advice or constructive criticism I could’ve hoped for. Reddit is a wild place, even in communities I expected otherwise from!

My husband cheated on me when I was a month postpartum and left me and our baby to pursue her. We moved out, and he didn't care to have us back. I was devastated and spent about 8-9 months crying, fighting, and going back and forth. He finally ended the affair, but he still blames me for our bad marriage and says I drove him to cheat. I'm not perfect, but I work, take care of the household, and meet his needs. I'm very unhappy and still hurt, and it seems like he doesn't care about what he did to me. She was younger than me, so I constantly compare myself to younger, prettier women. I still love him, but I'm also angry, hurt, and disappointed. I really want to work on our marriage, but it hurts that he won't take responsibility and acts like he can have anyone he wants. He says he'll be fine even if I leave him. When is it time to throw it in the towel? Any word of encouragement will be appreciated .

Die aktuellen Ereignisse und Offenlegungen zu diversen Influencern sind in jedem Fall super wichtig für die betroffenen Personen und ersparen vermutlich auch zukünftige Probleme. Allerdings sehe ich auch folgendes Problem:

Diese Influencer (Anni, Unge) wurden bisher als absolut brandsafe wahrgenommen und genossen große Beliebtheit in der breiten Masse. Das gesamte öffentliche Image war positiv und sie setzten sich auch für gute Sachen ein (Diversität, Gleichberechtigung etc.) Außerdem wurden (besonders in Unge‘s Reactions) oft Skandale von allen möglichen Müll-Influencern thematisiert und kritisiert (Leon Machere, ApoRed usw.) Und genau dort liegt nun das Problem. Besagte Personen kommen jetzt natürlich angekrochen mit der Message „Wir haben‘s ja gesagt“ und versuchen dadurch ihren Scheiß reinzuwaschen. Ich musste ich was lesen in der Richtung „Eure Vorbildinfluencer sind scheinbar doch nicht so, wie sie sich geben.“

Ist alles natürlich noch in geringem Maße, aber mich fuckt es ab, dass jetzt solche Menschen durch so einen Mist profitieren.