Paragraphs to send to your boyfriend

My older GC sister usually refers to her relationship with our nmom as the same as mine, but we have lived completely different lives. And although I’m aware some GC don’t want to be the GC, some of them are happy where they are placed. My GC sister was always put above everyone else. She got presents on my birthdays even though I’m two years younger than her, and when I reached milestone ages that my sister had, no one had noticed or cared. I was on punishment for something but really they just didn’t want me to get the same things she had. She got a phone before all of us, and at Christmas her and my gc little brother would get a lot of presents and exactly what they wanted! I wrote down a simple list like socks and crafting stuff. I got Hannah Montana jewelry and a stuff animal, at 12. My GC sister now calls or texts me if she needs supply or to complain about our nmom and see if I’ll say anything so she can report it back. I’m 25f and my sister 27f will call all of my family and say I’m being mean to her if I don’t want to talk to her? Her idea of talking is trauma dumping on me while I babysit or clean her house. Other than that I do not exist. My nmom kicked me out at 16 and my sister uses this information like it’s her life story? She kinda treats our mother like I do, but they actually have a relationship that hasn’t ever been tarnished so it’s really weird. My nmom has physically assaulted me multiple times as well as my GC sister but anything I say that’s valid will go right over her head. She just texted me yesterday saying she wishes I was there so I could her laundry. And then for Mother’s Day she said “I’m basically like your mom because you don’t have one.” Lol just cause I don’t have one doesn’t mean that you’re my mother?? I think she does this because I raised my GC little brother (16m) obviously not willingly but I feel like she only talks to me to try and pretend my life is hers. She came to my new apartment last month and she couldn’t even sound happy for me. Her words were nice, but you could tell she had to spit them out. Then she left shortly after that. I just hate that she has hated me my whole life, physically and emotionally abused me, helped my nmom abuse me as well as my ngma, used me to raise her kids, and uses them to get to me emotionally, and then she tries to pretend like she’s nice? “Good vibes only.” Kinda person. She gets mad I don’t want to talk to her and now that we are adults no one can force me to and it feels good. She made my 25th birthday all about her. And every 3 months she picks a fight with me, that’s how bad and predictable she’s getting. I’m just waiting until June so she can make up something to be offended at so she can delete me and send me nasty messages so that I will send her my letter that says until she can apologize and change her behavior, there’s no relationship for us. We have never had a relationship we here we have enjoyed being around each other. She was always fighting with me and all I ever wanted was to be her friend. Now she has no friends and wants me to be waiting for her like I did when we were kids. I protected her every chance I got and she sold me out and told lies about me. She tells people I’m mean and difficult and then her friends beg up liking me and act shocked. “You don’t know the real her.” You mean the one you bullied for years and then let your boyfriend physically and sexually assault? Then you made me raise your kids, while slandering my name, and you think I like you or even want a thing to do with you? I was self harming and started to make fun of me. She told all my family. Yeah I don’t love you sister. We are from the same litter but not the same pack.

Does anyone else notice that Remi praises cal for how sweet he is constantly but it’s always the most bare minimum thing.
For example on the vlog he got her snacks she asked him to pickup at target - and then went on about how observant and sweet he was for getting her the cold foam she asked for but forgot to send a photo of … he followed a simple request? I would just assume that my boyfriend could manage to grab the groceries I asked him for lol, I didn’t know he needed praise for this or photos of everything I wanted when they share a home/refrigerator. Why wouldn’t he know what cold foam y’all buy?
She also praises him so much anytime it’s anything to do w the wedding, like yes babe he should be involved and asking your thoughts on the venue … that is literally the bare minimum for an event y’all are hosting together lol.
I don’t hate remi or cal, but endlessly praising men for literally doing the bare minimum is my pet peeve lol

I know you're busy or bored, either way I don't want to waste your time with paragraphs of description that you might not even read so how about we do a lightning round.

• 33 years old.
  
• Own and live a house alone, with my dog.
  
• Well established in my career and have my life somewhat together ( who really does? )
  
• Looking for long term relationship.
  
• Love voice calls
  
• Has a deep voice (can prove it) https://voca.ro/15mGNM4dU4rp
  
• 6'2
  
• Will touch your butt
  
• Willing to trade pics if you are up to it as well.
  
• Huge nerd
  
• Loves to explore but also likes to stay inside
  

I'm looking for someone to connect with. Flirt with and have fun with. Someone to distract at work with. To voice chat and send goodmorning/goodnight texts. Talk to me about what you are passionate about. What you are looking for. I'm not just looking for local so feel free to stop by if I interested you!

Some of subscribers to this reddit might remember my sad story. (Originally my boyfriend was posting it to this subreddit, but now he's been banned from posting here by this sub's admins) Almost a month has passed since I (a Tanzanian national, 24 years old, girl) was denied boarding in Nairobi Airport to fly to Ecuador. KLM airport staff told me that I won't be allowed to fly because I'm a single woman without being accompanied with father or husband. Once I took out the phone and started recording, they changed the reason to "can't connect in AMS without Schengen" (absurd). Three weeks later, after I had to buy a ticket and successfully flew to the same destination, we decided to check the status of the compensation claim (airport staff on that day promised me full compensation, LOL). I really want to rant how terrible the claim communication is with KLM, but I won't. Long story short, the claim was displayed as "closed" and after contacting their weird support in Facebook, they sent me in FB messenger a quote from the claim response (which I never saw on their website or in my email box and they won't ever send me): As per your communication I note that you and your co-passenger were not able to check-in on flight KL 566. Having checked our records, you were refused to board because you did not comply with Article 9 (Passenger referred back due to suspicion) of the General Conditions of Carriage. Therefore, you are not entitled to the compensation set by the EC Regulation 261/2004. Usama Butt. How I understand it, KLM profiled me by my gender and race and the fact that I don't have many stamps in my travel passport. They had a worry that - I dunno really - that I would run to Dutch police during my connection in Amsterdam to ask for refuge?? And having this suspicion they (quote) "referred the passenger back". They also mention a mysterious "co-passenger" which I didn't have. Never I or my boyfriend could expect that an airline can profile the passenger and just deny flying "due to suspicion" and cause the loss of ticket ($1350) and the collapse of travel plans (>$4000). Dear readers of this subreddit, before admin deletes my post, please share your opinions on how fair you think the actions of KLM and their decidion to not even compensate the ticket were. And, maybe, anyone has an idea for me on how to fight for my rights in this case? TBH I'm very furios about this airlines.

Just a rant about ✨men✨
My boyfriend of 1 week told me that “the worst you get is that you’re a little crunchy” then proceeded to explain what this ment. Saying “it means that you’re brown on the outside and blond on the inside, which I think is cute.” This is like saying “no offence but” proceeds to say something offensive. At first I felt he was correct, thinking “yeah maybe I am” but the more I thought about it the more I knew that I’m actually quite an intelligent person. I’m a nerd infact. I literally read books daily. I know a dumb blond when I see one and that’s just not me. The reason I felt he was right at first was because I let him make me feel that way, I let him treat me like I’m dumb. He says I have little blond moments, and I think that he’s just misunderstanding what’s actually going on in those moments. We’ve grown up with very many different experiences, so me figuring out what he means by things apparently means that I’m a “dumb blond” for not already knowing.
Then days later he sends me a TikTok “ https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSYRjsktb/ “ in context is a girl lip syncing to a audio with the caption “when your dating someone smarter then you” I don’t think he realised it’s not a compliment to himself.😂 And not to make it a competition but why does he think he’s the smartest in the relationship. 🤷‍♀️ because he clearly doesn’t know how to speak to a lady.
He doesn’t know me long enough to make that type of judgement. Everyone has their little blond moments, this doesn’t mean they’re a “crunchy.” Maybe I got into a relationship to quickly before getting to know the guy, and for him to actually get to know me. The more and more I’ve been talking to him, the more toxic he seems.
Am I being dramatic, or should I generally not let a man speak to me like this?

I, (18F) moved in with my boyfriend (19M) a couple of months after I turned 18, and my parents were furious and hurt. There’s a lot to unpack with this one, so bear with me.
My parents (40F and 42M) are very religious and were somewhat strict while I was growing up. I have two younger brothers, one 17 and one 8 (this will be important later). For context, my father is a pastor at a local church and my parent’s religious beliefs are the reasoning behind most if not all of their actions. Growing up, I was never a stereotypical girl. I didn’t have many female friends and was usually not accepted in groups with guys as I was a girl and we were kids. I was extroverted as a child but due to being repeatedly rejected by kids my age, I became more introverted. I was a major nerd who loved superheroes and I wanted to play sports. Again, for context, the town I grew up in was very conservative and my parents are very conservative themselves. Girls liked girl things- even if they claimed that’s not how they felt, it’s how they acted. However, as a kid, I did not realize this. I played soccer and basketball growing up, regardless of how “weird” it made me because I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. I was probably around 9 or 10 at this point. It was around this time my parents started having issues with my hobbies. I remember my parents trying to convince me to be a cheerleader because I would “like it more,” but I insisted on playing basketball. (This basketball/cheer program was through our church by the way). Because I was still young, they let it slide, but to this day I remember them being annoyed with it. This is also around the time dieting was introduced to me as well as calorie counting. I have always struggled with my weight and so has my mother, so they were very adamant on making sure I was being “healthy.” I didn’t understand it, but as a child, the only thing I was worried about was making my parents happy. A lot of discipline I received revolved around emotion. What I was doing was right or wrong and if I did something wrong, I felt terrible and awful and would often come crying to my parents about the mistakes I made, fearful of their disappointment and anger if they found things out themselves. They also made everything a moral dilemma- everything was about God and religion and as a kid, it really messed with my head. I would blame myself for everything that went wrong, seeing it as God’s punishment for my behavior. When I was 9, I went so far as to blame my grandmother’s death on myself because I was hanging out with boys instead of girls. This made me to be more of an introvert and my now anxiety disorder is much much worse.
About a year later, my parents sat down with me and my brother and told us they wanted to adopt. At first, I was very excited. I loved the idea of having another brother or sister. And I wouldn’t trade my 8 year old brother (let’s call him Scott) for anything, but adopting kids is part of what triggered a huge change in my parent’s behavior. Also- I had started getting older. I loved playing video games, watching cartoons and writing. However, these weren’t the things they wanted me to like I guess, because I started to feel their judgment become more clear and apparent as I got older. Now, I assume this is because as a kid, I just did what I was told, or my oddities were assumed to fade over time, but that is not the case anymore. Anyways, entering middle school, our family fostered a little girl, let’s call her Ally. A young woman in our church had told us that Ally’s family was out of the picture, and as her aunt, she couldn’t take her in as she was already a single mom and planned on adopting her brother, but couldn’t handle all three alone. So my family stepped in- however, we had come to find that her father was still in the picture and was actively fighting for custody. And Ally was a bit of a handful. My parents have admitted that they expected to swoop in, save a child from a hard life and be the heroes, and when things were harder than that they were very upset. Ally was about three- she remembered her mom (who was in jail i believe), her sisters, her grandma and grandpa, as well as her dad. She didn’t want our family, she wanted hers. She didn’t listen to my parents and rejected their parenting. This is what started to make my parents snap. I understand it was hard for them, but now that I’m older, I get it. She was a little girl who wanted her family. But they took her rejection very seriously and were constantly unhappy with her and made sure she knew it. Children not listening immediately was newer to them as my brother and I both did pretty much whatever they asked, and they did not take well to being told “no” by a child. 8 months after living with Ally, she was taken in by her grandparents to live with them and her sisters. The next day, my parents took my brother and I on a small trip. I’m not sure if it was to cheer us up or to celebrate. I was quite sad though- I had started to really care about Ally and had convinced myself that “God would take care of things” and I would have a sister. But I was angry- God took someone away from me and I was doing everything right. Why was he punishing me? Nothing made sense. Yet, only a year later, my parents were considering taking in another child. I wanted nothing to do with it- God had already taken one sibling away from me. I couldn’t do it again. In the end, I agreed and soon became attached to this little boy, who was two when we met him. This was Scott. I immediately became attached- and I love this kid more than I can describe- he’s my little brother and I would do anything for him.
This is where things start to go further downhill. Scott has a lot of trauma and mental issues, one of those issues being oppositional defiant disorder. That basically means that listening to any form of authority is near impossible for him, and causes him to lash out and act younger than he is. This is probably due to a number of reasons, as he was severely neglected and abused as an infant and his birth mother was on several different substances while pregnant with him, to the point where he was born high on several illegal drugs. He was left in a car seat for most of his infant life, so the back of his head is slightly flattened due to this. My parents are very obedient/disciplined-based parents, so his behavior rocked their world. In my opinion, the way they handled things with Scott was borderline abusive. There were several occasions where he would say he hated them (as young children do when they're mad) and they would flip. Telling him that if he didn’t want them that was fine. They didn’t need him. He could run back to his other parents, but his mom was in jail and his dad didn’t want him, so good luck with that. If we were in the car when this happened, they would threaten to leave him on the side of the road and good luck finding his way home. Once my mother literally pulled to the side of the road, placed him outside the car and started driving so he would “think they would leave him if his actions didn’t change,” but she turned around to get him. Because they would “never actually abandon or hurt him,” their actions were justified and perfectly fine. They would tell him he was acting like a baby when he started to cry and scream. “Little baby Scott, do you need a diaper?” Is how they would tease him when he became older, which just made his tantrums worse. They would tell him how disappointed they were with him and that he should be ashamed of himself and the way he acted because they gave him everything. They would call him, to his face, “an ungrateful manipulative piece of shit.” Because according to my parents, he could control his actions 100% and was choosing to act out to make their lives difficult. While I understand that this was hard for them, in my opinion, this in no way excuses their behavior. One time, Scott was crying and was upset (who knows why, but the kid had a lot of trauma and mental issues so it didn’t bother me too much), and my mother picked him up and put him in his room. She told him that every time he tried to leave his room, she would take away one of his stuffed animals. (He had several that he loved very much). Because this sounded so terrible to him, he ran after her trying to say it wasn’t fair. So she went into his room and took a stuffed animal. This cycle continued while he cried and begged for her to stop, because he just didn’t get it that she was going to keep doing this over and over and his trying to convince her was making it worse. Eventually, there were none left, and she told him if he didn’t stop crying she was going to throw them all away. I don’t remember what happened after that, but I do know that several of them were thrown away, if not at that time than others. There are many other instances of things like this and worse occurring, but we’d be here for a while if I tried to recount them all. Moving forwards to closer when I was moving out-
Now, several years later, when I turned sixteen, I had come to terms with the fact that I was bisexual. This went against everything my family was for, and I knew exactly how they viewed queer people. So, I started learning about different branches of Christianity and felt like I knew a God who loved me as I was and was happy in my decision to switch denominations. (My parents were baptists, and I wanted to be non-denominational). A few months after this, I decided to tell my parents the truth. I had done my best to give them hints, but I wanted to be honest with them because I trusted that they would love me and be there for me no matter what. When I told them I wanted to talk to them about something, they pushed and pressed and I had been trying to wait to talk to them until the next day. I had been seeing my high school counselor, and she suggested giving them a heads-up before springing that conversation up on them. However, after telling them to wait, they went through my phone and saw that I had researched different denominations and read different sermons on queer-accepting faith. They were livid. To be clear- I had a friend over while this was happening. We were watching a movie and joking about how I lost my phone and couldn’t show them this picture I wanted to. Then, I was called upstairs. I had apparently betrayed my parents and, “how could I do this to them, when I had someone over?” My father demanded I send my friend home, but my mother convinced him for one more hour. I was told not to tell my friend anything they had said and to act like things were fine, but I couldn’t. I went back downstairs where we were hanging out and started sobbing. I felt like my whole world was falling apart. Everything was over- and the people I thought would love me no matter what made me so afraid and sad, I was completely broken. My friend did their best to comfort me and even felt weary to leave me alone with my family but I told them I’d be okay, and asked that they update our friends about the situation. That night was hellish. So many conversations, them trying to understand what I felt, but not taking me particularly seriously either. That night turned into weeks of books, slideshows, conversations, and prayers. It felt like at-home conversion therapy. Eventually, I was given a choice “put my convictional flag in the ground or loose their trust.” As the petrified 16 year old, I chose to lie. I put my “flag” in the ground and did my best to, “earn back their trust” and repair their reputation that I had tarnished. The next couple months were a blur. I felt so terrible about myself. I didn’t know what I thought or believed and I became extremely hyper anxious and depressed. I had lost all sense of privacy and I did trust my parents further than I could toss them. My 17 year old brother (he was 14 at the time, let’s call him James) was 100% on board with my parents. My life felt like a living nightmare. My parents had it so that all my texts sent or received from my phone would go directly to theirs, so I couldn’t even confide in my friends without getting into trouble (which had happened and was how I found out that they did that because I deleted the texts immediately after sending/receiving things).. Everything felt like it was about me and how I needed to earn back their trust and how I was a terrible betrayer who they were not proud of in the slightest. I had gone to get a pixie cut (with their approval) and after they told me I was disgusting and repulsive and would never find a man to love me. I was heartbroken and felt so alone and unloved in my house, while I had to watch my younger brother be treated the way he was by my parents.
Luckily, I had a lot of friends and our school counselor who had been there for me through everything. They showered me with support and love and made sure I had a safe space to exist and truthfully I think they’re the only reason I didn’t do anything drastic and am still here today. It was hard though because James went to the same school as me and would tell my parents if I was with anyone he knew was queer or queer accepting. This caused me to be very very paranoid about who I was with, when, where, etc. Constantly covering my tracks, having an excuse set up and ready to bolt if I saw anyone I knew. What made things equally hard is that the church my father works at is quite big in our area. So if someone from our church or someone who knew my family saw me with anyone they labeled as “queer” or “gay,” they would tell my family as well. For the most part, I didn’t feel safe anywhere. I was constantly alert and on guard, even when I was asleep as my parents had woken me up before to confront me about someone I was friends with at school.
Fortunately for me, despite everything being such a mess, I am quite academically smart. I got a job the second I turned sixteen as I had heard the horror stories of queer kids being kicked out and wanted to be prepared. I had been saving money, taking college classes (we have a state program that pays for the classes while you’re in high school), and putting on a show for my family for quite some time. After saving some money, I paid my parents for an older car that they had paid off ten or so years ago. After my brother turned 16, he claimed it was too hard to share a car with me, so while I was away visiting a friend they bought him a car and told us that they expected each of us to pay them one thousand dollars before we graduated high school and that when we did so, they would sign over our respective cars to us. To be clear, I contributed to insurance and paid for my own gas, as well as contributing to my phone bill and money for food. Meanwhile, my brother had no job, and was constantly asking my parents for money to go out with friends. He had also taken up golfing, which as most people know is extremely expensive, and my parents funded everything. James had actually admitted to asking for more money than he needed and save the leftovers for whatever he wanted. I was also expected to chauffeur him to golf events and to get togethers with his friends, and my parents would in return give me some gas money. Another thing to note is that the only reason I was contributing to our phone bill is because James wanted unlimited data and my father said it was unreasonable unless we both contributed financially. I refused as I was trying to save money (as I would have with the car situation), however things per normal went James’s way. However, because he did not have a job, he was not expected to pay anything and would not be charged for the months and years that he did not contribute to. I did my best not to let these things get to me and to keep a level head. I paid my parents for the car because I already had over two thousand dollars saved as a seventeen year old high school student due to my hard work.
I focused on my classes and joined theater to help fill the hours in between school and work. I was much more active my sophomore year but when James also decided to join theater I retreated a bit as my once safe space to freely exist was no longer safe. I joined the stage crew but honestly that was also very enjoyable and lethargic for me and I enjoyed it a lot. Anyways, I was mostly a straight A student besides the stray Bs and one or two Cs (psychology and AP government screwed me over) and was working 15 or so hours a week. This is on top of my commitments to the church which were most of my Sundays and my Wednesday evenings. The funny thing is though- James missed more church than I ever did yet because my absence was because of work and not golf, I was the one consistently reprimanded for my lack of attendance and socialization whilst I was there. Yet because James could never do anything wrong and was a very extroverted person his lack of attendance wasn’t as serious as my own. I had one close friend through our church, let’s call her Grace (now 18F) and she actually knew about everything and was very supportive of me. I also had some other friends who really only showed up to church so I didn’t have to go through the torture alone which I don’t know if I could ever repay them for. Besides the people I was comfortable with though, I was pretty much a loner there and this heavily displeased my parents as it made them look bad and messed with their reputation. I never realized how much appearances meant to them until all of the shit that happened took place. As I mentioned before, our church is very conservative and traditional, and many sermons and lessons revolved around gender roles and the sinfulness of the world in terms fo the LGBTQ community. I consistently felt targeted because of my looks and my personality and stopped feeling comfortable there a very long time ago.
Now that more context is in place, fast forward to the end of my junior year. I had at this point finished all my high school requirements for graduation and was given an incredible opportunity to go to our local college full time for my senior year. I was very excited and happy because not only did it give me more freedom but it also meant I would get more than a year of my college education paid for by the state.
It was also around this time when I met my now boyfriend, let’s call him Dean. We were coworkers and had begun to get to know each other. We had a lot in common and while were different people personality wise, we enjoyed each other’s company quite a bit. By some miracle, I convinced my parents to allow me to hang out with him outside of work by claiming he was just a friend and saying that he was a Christian (which is by no means true). They were extremely skeptical but allowed us to hang out. We had an incredible time- and by the end of our first date he asked me to be his girlfriend which I happily accepted. I was so happy, but when I got home, things spiraled out of control. I told my parents about our time, and they were extremely unhappy as they felt fooled (which they were to be fair) and told me I was not allowed to see him ever again. I was devastated and they said a lot of very uncalled for things and but I understand why they were angry. To be clear, they knew I had a romantic interest in Dean and that this hangout was to see if we would be compatible partners and get to know each other better. They did not call it a date though because they weren’t comfortable with it, even if it was a date and they kinda knew it. So while they were on some level “fooled,” I feel that their anger and harshness wasn’t called for as they knew the intentions of our hanging out. The next morning my father demanded to see my phone. This is when I started to panic. You see, they had stop tracking my texts and I had openly flirted with Dean over text. Nothing that explicit and no photos of any kind. But the flirting would be enough for them to tear my world apart and I knew it. They had gone through my personal conversations before and made me feel terrible because of it and I refused to let them do it again. So I deleted everything. The entire conversation chain, I removed it from my phone 100%. My parents absolutely lost their shit. They had been manipulating and gaslighting me for years, doing anything and everything to keep their control and with my actions I showed them they couldn’t control me forever and things went very downhill. I lost all my privacy and was once again told how I had betrayed them and I was terrible and couldn’t be trusted. Again- I partially understand their anger here because I had directly disobeyed a command. But at the same time, I feel as a young woman I should be allowed some sense of privacy and the ability to talk to people without being constantly monitored. I don’t feel like I did anything wrong and would happily do it again in a heartbeat if it meant I’d be where I am today. Regardless of this, my life became a living hell once again, and my parents compared this to when I came out, “which was maybe the worst night of their lives.” They stripped me of all my privileges even if I didn’t have many to begin with. They made me feel absolutely miserable and awful about myself and I was monitored like never before. I would be working and receive texts upon texts of how I was so terrible and how could I do this to them because they had done everything for me and I’m a terrible daughter who should be ashamed of myself for the deceit and malicious nature of my actions. Again- this was because they could not read the messages between me and my now boyfriend. I understand them being mad but they took it to a completely inappropriate level. I shared everything happening with my friends and counselor and they supported me and assured me I did nothing wrong and they would be there for me which helped but as my home was now a living hellscape it was hard to hear it. I found a way to tell Dean about things and at first he felt guilty but I assured him that their actions were not his fault but theirs. He then asked me if I wanted to pause our relationship but I told him honestly that they had taken so many things I cared about over the years and I refused to let them take this. I did tell him however I understood if he didn’t want to put up with all the complicatedness of my family but he told me he cared for me and would be there so long as I was okay with it. He also told me if things ever got really bad at home, regardless of the fact we had just started dating, he had spoken to his family and they offered me a place to stay if I needed/wanted it. This really touched me, but I reassured him that it was not his job to offer that, but I appreciated the offer.
This begins our relationship and we were very happy. We had found a way to communicate over email, and we were able to hide our relationship with my family. Luckily for me, over the years I had made a habit of hanging out at the park by myself so it was not strange for me to head to the park for a couple of hours. There, I would leave my car and phone (my phone had a tracker on it) and Dean and I would hangout multiple times a week and it was heaven. At this point, we’ve only been dating for a year but I can admit without any doubt that I am in love with this man and he is in love with me. During the school year, it became easier for us to hang out in between classes as we both went to the same college (I am older for my year in school and he is younger, so he was a sophomore in college while I was a senior in high school. However, we are barely a year apart in age for anyone who is concerned). However, in order for us to communicate and hang out, I had to be extremely diligent and was consistently covering my tracks while “once again, earning my parents trust and repairing our relationship.” Because of course their actions were completely justified and I was the one in the wrong, per normal. Anyways, every day, I was editing search histories, erasing messages, and looking over my shoulder. Our church had a program on campus where Dean and I went to school, so being together in public was risky as my father’s friends and coworkers were always on campus and I knew I would be screwed if we were caught together. We had a couple of close calls over the months but it was all worth it because I hadn’t been that happy in years.
Now, to the day I left and why. You see, my parents' behavior towards Scott was becoming more aggressive and worse over time. They also had, in my opinion, a drinking problem. Considering they didn’t deny it when I called them out, they may agree. They would behave more hostile after several drinks and it was happening so consistently I was constantly walking on eggshells. Between the way they treated Scott, the way they treated me and the constant stress I was under trying to balance my life in fear of the repercussions, things became too much. When things weren’t going to shit, I was consistently expected to either babysit my brother and do chores while being a full time college student and working a part time job WHILE attending church multiple times a week and keeping up with my responsibilities as a senior. This is on top of the stress my parents' behavior caused, meanwhile James was expected to do almost nothing in comparison. Don’t get me wrong- he didn’t do anything, but he had almost no responsibilities outside of school and his extracurriculars which were exclusively funded by my parents. Yes he helped with dishes during the week and would keep his space tidy. But as my schedule became much more flexible due to my school schedule, my expectations around the house became much higher than his. Even though I paid 200 a month on gas, 50 a month for insurance and 50 a month for the phone bill, and he paid nothing for his car, insurance, phone, gas, nothing. So you would think he would be expected to help in the house more but no. Also, James’s behavior towards Scott mimicked my parents and so all babysitting responsibilities fell on me as they couldn’t be trusted alone together. I was rarely if ever paid for my cleaning or babysitting services as it was my responsibility as their eldest child. They would also consistently judge me for my weight, cloths, hair, hobbies, etc. Why did I think it was a good idea to get fast food? I clearly didn’t need it. They would “outfit check me” to make sure the outfits I wore were feminine enough because the way I look effected their reputation and I couldn’t be trusted. I was not allowed to cut my hair after their tantrum over it. As for my hobbies, I stopped playing sports in middle school as I am very short (currently 5 foot even) and was unable to keep up with my peers. However my interest in video games and cartoons wasn’t feminine enough and they proceeded to compare me to my best friend Grace because she was skinnier and liked more feminine things than I did which hurt a lot. Another thing for context, I have PCOS. It’s an endocrine disorder that heavily effects your metabolism and hormones, which in turn severely effected my weight, however my parents never acknowledged it and again made everything my fault. So from what I wore, what I ate, who I hung out with and what I enjoyed doing was constantly criticized, scrutinized and eventually controlled by my family for years. On top of everything else, I was done. I was 18, I had resaved the thousand I paid my family and knew I was at a place where I didn’t need them and was tired of being treated like shit. So I left.
The night I moved out was a total shit show. I had rallied Dean and my other friend, let’s call them Rita (18NB), and they helped me form a plan. When I returned home, Dean and Rita would be on their way. I would pack everything that belonged to me or I felt they would let me take, and prep the bags outside. After Rita arrived I went to try and explain to my parents that I would be leaving and explain calmly why. In a perfect world, we would have had a long deep talk, and things would have ended alright. That is far, far from what happened. They immediately starting screaming, and took my phone and car keys as both belonged to them, which I calmly handed over. Rita was there for emotional support, and put themselves between me and my parents as they got more angry and seemed to be turning aggressive. After that, my father called the police and claimed that there was an intruder in their home trying to take their child. Yeah. Complete bullshit- which to this day I’m surprised they were never charged with falsifying a 911 call. They screamed at Rita to get out of their home and was screaming that I was throwing away everything and I needed to reconsider. I ignored them and attempted to calmly walk out, and my parents attempted to barricade the doors while harassing Rita to leave. Because Rita is incredible and one of my closest friends now, they refused to leave without me which was very calming. While my parents were distracted yelling at them, I slipped out through the garage. My mother saw this and then grabbed me, attempting to drag me inside by my arm. Rita saw this and assisted me in getting her off me, and after doing so we continued to walk towards Dean’s car where he was waiting for us. He figured it would be best if my family didn’t see him for the time being as they would definitely lose their minds at seeing his face. My parents continued screaming and then the cops arrived. They were quite confused at first because they had been sent to deal with a potential kidnapping, only to see two grown adults throwing a tantrum because their adult child didn’t want to live with them anymore. That night was honestly so insane I could write three more pages about everything they said and did. The most notable events were first when my mother tried to explain to the police that because I was her child, she was allowed to put her hands on me, which they humorously informed her was not the case. The next was when James came home from theater rehearsal, to which my parents told them that I was abandoning our family. He was an emotional wreck through all of it, and to this day has told me that until I “fix” things with our parents he is not okay with having any form of relationship with me. Throughout all of this Scott was in his room, and I was allowed to give him one last hug before leaving. The final and most notable thing, was as the cops allowed my boyfriend, Rita and I to leave, my father threatened violence towards my boyfriend and accused him of "taking advantage of his underage daughter," which is just ridiculous as we are practically the same age, and anything we had done together was consensual and reserved for after I turned 18. Another thing my parents did was go through each bag I had packed and took everything they felt belonged to them, including the laptop provided to me by my high school, which they hilariously were made to give back to me several days later as it was not theirs and they had no right to take it. They tried claiming they were giving it to me out of the kindness of their hearts, but that bullshit meant nothing as after I informed the school of their behavior, the school assured me they would be made to give it back. Another thing they threatened to do as I left was pull me out of high school, which I was assured by the police they were not capable of doing as I was 18. The police were for the most part annoyed with my parents, tired of their bs and told me I seemed to be a capable young woman and wished me the best of luck. My parents had tried to ask the police to say I was mentally unstable for the time being so I wouldn’t be allowed to leave, as their “she’s still in high school” excuse didn’t do anything. You see, as my father is an influential church figure and had friends in the police force, he thought they would be on his side but was sorely mistaken as the chief told him they wouldn’t be doing him any favors. And with that, I was free.
My boyfriend's family has been nothing but unconditionally kind and supportive and have accepted me as part of their family which has been a huge blessing in all of this. I am in contact with my father’s sister and his father, my aunt and grandpa, and as I have expressed my unhappiness at home, they are supportive of me as well. However, as my aunt lives further away and my grandpa is not in the best place to have me live with him, I have been with my boyfriend's family since I left home in October. I have a lot more I could say but I already feel like there are way too many parts here and so for now I’ll leave it at this. So yeah, AITA for moving out after I was treated like shit for years while witnessing the mistreatment of my sibling?

I, (18F) moved in with my boyfriend (19M) a couple of months after I turned 18, and my parents were furious and hurt. There’s a lot to unpack with this one, so bear with me.
My parents (40F and 42M) are very religious and were somewhat strict while I was growing up. I have two younger brothers, one 17 and one 8 (this will be important later). For context, my father is a pastor at a local church and my parent’s religious beliefs are the reasoning behind most if not all of their actions. Growing up, I was never a stereotypical girl. I didn’t have many female friends and was usually not accepted in groups with guys as I was a girl and we were kids. I was extroverted as a child but due to being repeatedly rejected by kids my age, I became more introverted. I was a major nerd who loved superheroes and I wanted to play sports. Again, for context, the town I grew up in was very conservative and my parents are very conservative themselves. Girls liked girl things- even if they claimed that’s not how they felt, it’s how they acted. However, as a kid, I did not realize this. I played soccer and basketball growing up, regardless of how “weird” it made me because I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. I was probably around 9 or 10 at this point. It was around this time my parents started having issues with my hobbies. I remember my parents trying to convince me to be a cheerleader because I would “like it more,” but I insisted on playing basketball. (This basketball/cheer program was through our church by the way). Because I was still young, they let it slide, but to this day I remember them being annoyed with it. This is also around the time dieting was introduced to me as well as calorie counting. I have always struggled with my weight and so has my mother, so they were very adamant on making sure I was being “healthy.” I didn’t understand it, but as a child, the only thing I was worried about was making my parents happy. A lot of discipline I received revolved around emotion. What I was doing was right or wrong and if I did something wrong, I felt terrible and awful and would often come crying to my parents about the mistakes I made, fearful of their disappointment and anger if they found things out themselves. They also made everything a moral dilemma- everything was about God and religion and as a kid, it really messed with my head. I would blame myself for everything that went wrong, seeing it as God’s punishment for my behavior. When I was 9, I went so far as to blame my grandmother’s death on myself because I was hanging out with boys instead of girls. This made me to be more of an introvert and my now anxiety disorder is much much worse.
About a year later, my parents sat down with me and my brother and told us they wanted to adopt. At first, I was very excited. I loved the idea of having another brother or sister. And I wouldn’t trade my 8 year old brother (let’s call him Scott) for anything, but adopting kids is part of what triggered a huge change in my parent’s behavior. Also- I had started getting older. I loved playing video games, watching cartoons and writing. However, these weren’t the things they wanted me to like I guess, because I started to feel their judgment become more clear and apparent as I got older. Now, I assume this is because as a kid, I just did what I was told, or my oddities were assumed to fade over time, but that is not the case anymore. Anyways, entering middle school, our family fostered a little girl, let’s call her Ally. A young woman in our church had told us that Ally’s family was out of the picture, and as her aunt, she couldn’t take her in as she was already a single mom and planned on adopting her brother, but couldn’t handle all three alone. So my family stepped in- however, we had come to find that her father was still in the picture and was actively fighting for custody. And Ally was a bit of a handful. My parents have admitted that they expected to swoop in, save a child from a hard life and be the heroes, and when things were harder than that they were very upset. Ally was about three- she remembered her mom (who was in jail i believe), her sisters, her grandma and grandpa, as well as her dad. She didn’t want our family, she wanted hers. She didn’t listen to my parents and rejected their parenting. This is what started to make my parents snap. I understand it was hard for them, but now that I’m older, I get it. She was a little girl who wanted her family. But they took her rejection very seriously and were constantly unhappy with her and made sure she knew it. Children not listening immediately was newer to them as my brother and I both did pretty much whatever they asked, and they did not take well to being told “no” by a child. 8 months after living with Ally, she was taken in by her grandparents to live with them and her sisters. The next day, my parents took my brother and I on a small trip. I’m not sure if it was to cheer us up or to celebrate. I was quite sad though- I had started to really care about Ally and had convinced myself that “God would take care of things” and I would have a sister. But I was angry- God took someone away from me and I was doing everything right. Why was he punishing me? Nothing made sense. Yet, only a year later, my parents were considering taking in another child. I wanted nothing to do with it- God had already taken one sibling away from me. I couldn’t do it again. In the end, I agreed and soon became attached to this little boy, who was two when we met him. This was Scott. I immediately became attached- and I love this kid more than I can describe- he’s my little brother and I would do anything for him.
This is where things start to go further downhill. Scott has a lot of trauma and mental issues, one of those issues being oppositional defiant disorder. That basically means that listening to any form of authority is near impossible for him, and causes him to lash out and act younger than he is. This is probably due to a number of reasons, as he was severely neglected and abused as an infant and his birth mother was on several different substances while pregnant with him, to the point where he was born high on several illegal drugs. He was left in a car seat for most of his infant life, so the back of his head is slightly flattened due to this. My parents are very obedient/disciplined-based parents, so his behavior rocked their world. In my opinion, the way they handled things with Scott was borderline abusive. There were several occasions where he would say he hated them (as young children do when they're mad) and they would flip. Telling him that if he didn’t want them that was fine. They didn’t need him. He could run back to his other parents, but his mom was in jail and his dad didn’t want him, so good luck with that. If we were in the car when this happened, they would threaten to leave him on the side of the road and good luck finding his way home. Once my mother literally pulled to the side of the road, placed him outside the car and started driving so he would “think they would leave him if his actions didn’t change,” but she turned around to get him. Because they would “never actually abandon or hurt him,” their actions were justified and perfectly fine. They would tell him he was acting like a baby when he started to cry and scream. “Little baby Scott, do you need a diaper?” Is how they would tease him when he became older, which just made his tantrums worse. They would tell him how disappointed they were with him and that he should be ashamed of himself and the way he acted because they gave him everything. They would call him, to his face, “an ungrateful manipulative piece of shit.” Because according to my parents, he could control his actions 100% and was choosing to act out to make their lives difficult. While I understand that this was hard for them, in my opinion, this in no way excuses their behavior. One time, Scott was crying and was upset (who knows why, but the kid had a lot of trauma and mental issues so it didn’t bother me too much), and my mother picked him up and put him in his room. She told him that every time he tried to leave his room, she would take away one of his stuffed animals. (He had several that he loved very much). Because this sounded so terrible to him, he ran after her trying to say it wasn’t fair. So she went into his room and took a stuffed animal. This cycle continued while he cried and begged for her to stop, because he just didn’t get it that she was going to keep doing this over and over and his trying to convince her was making it worse. Eventually, there were none left, and she told him if he didn’t stop crying she was going to throw them all away. I don’t remember what happened after that, but I do know that several of them were thrown away, if not at that time than others. There are many other instances of things like this and worse occurring, but we’d be here for a while if I tried to recount them all. Moving forwards to closer when I was moving out-
Now, several years later, when I turned sixteen, I had come to terms with the fact that I was bisexual. This went against everything my family was for, and I knew exactly how they viewed queer people. So, I started learning about different branches of Christianity and felt like I knew a God who loved me as I was and was happy in my decision to switch denominations. (My parents were baptists, and I wanted to be non-denominational). A few months after this, I decided to tell my parents the truth. I had done my best to give them hints, but I wanted to be honest with them because I trusted that they would love me and be there for me no matter what. When I told them I wanted to talk to them about something, they pushed and pressed and I had been trying to wait to talk to them until the next day. I had been seeing my high school counselor, and she suggested giving them a heads-up before springing that conversation up on them. However, after telling them to wait, they went through my phone and saw that I had researched different denominations and read different sermons on queer-accepting faith. They were livid. To be clear- I had a friend over while this was happening. We were watching a movie and joking about how I lost my phone and couldn’t show them this picture I wanted to. Then, I was called upstairs. I had apparently betrayed my parents and, “how could I do this to them, when I had someone over?” My father demanded I send my friend home, but my mother convinced him for one more hour. I was told not to tell my friend anything they had said and to act like things were fine, but I couldn’t. I went back downstairs where we were hanging out and started sobbing. I felt like my whole world was falling apart. Everything was over- and the people I thought would love me no matter what made me so afraid and sad, I was completely broken. My friend did their best to comfort me and even felt weary to leave me alone with my family but I told them I’d be okay, and asked that they update our friends about the situation. That night was hellish. So many conversations, them trying to understand what I felt, but not taking me particularly seriously either. That night turned into weeks of books, slideshows, conversations, and prayers. It felt like at-home conversion therapy. Eventually, I was given a choice “put my convictional flag in the ground or loose their trust.” As the petrified 16 year old, I chose to lie. I put my “flag” in the ground and did my best to, “earn back their trust” and repair their reputation that I had tarnished. The next couple months were a blur. I felt so terrible about myself. I didn’t know what I thought or believed and I became extremely hyper anxious and depressed. I had lost all sense of privacy and I did trust my parents further than I could toss them. My 17 year old brother (he was 14 at the time, let’s call him James) was 100% on board with my parents. My life felt like a living nightmare. My parents had it so that all my texts sent or received from my phone would go directly to theirs, so I couldn’t even confide in my friends without getting into trouble (which had happened and was how I found out that they did that because I deleted the texts immediately after sending/receiving things).. Everything felt like it was about me and how I needed to earn back their trust and how I was a terrible betrayer who they were not proud of in the slightest. I had gone to get a pixie cut (with their approval) and after they told me I was disgusting and repulsive and would never find a man to love me. I was heartbroken and felt so alone and unloved in my house, while I had to watch my younger brother be treated the way he was by my parents.
Luckily, I had a lot of friends and our school counselor who had been there for me through everything. They showered me with support and love and made sure I had a safe space to exist and truthfully I think they’re the only reason I didn’t do anything drastic and am still here today. It was hard though because James went to the same school as me and would tell my parents if I was with anyone he knew was queer or queer accepting. This caused me to be very very paranoid about who I was with, when, where, etc. Constantly covering my tracks, having an excuse set up and ready to bolt if I saw anyone I knew. What made things equally hard is that the church my father works at is quite big in our area. So if someone from our church or someone who knew my family saw me with anyone they labeled as “queer” or “gay,” they would tell my family as well. For the most part, I didn’t feel safe anywhere. I was constantly alert and on guard, even when I was asleep as my parents had woken me up before to confront me about someone I was friends with at school.
Fortunately for me, despite everything being such a mess, I am quite academically smart. I got a job the second I turned sixteen as I had heard the horror stories of queer kids being kicked out and wanted to be prepared. I had been saving money, taking college classes (we have a state program that pays for the classes while you’re in high school), and putting on a show for my family for quite some time. After saving some money, I paid my parents for an older car that they had paid off ten or so years ago. After my brother turned 16, he claimed it was too hard to share a car with me, so while I was away visiting a friend they bought him a car and told us that they expected each of us to pay them one thousand dollars before we graduated high school and that when we did so, they would sign over our respective cars to us. To be clear, I contributed to insurance and paid for my own gas, as well as contributing to my phone bill and money for food. Meanwhile, my brother had no job, and was constantly asking my parents for money to go out with friends. He had also taken up golfing, which as most people know is extremely expensive, and my parents funded everything. James had actually admitted to asking for more money than he needed and save the leftovers for whatever he wanted. I was also expected to chauffeur him to golf events and to get togethers with his friends, and my parents would in return give me some gas money. Another thing to note is that the only reason I was contributing to our phone bill is because James wanted unlimited data and my father said it was unreasonable unless we both contributed financially. I refused as I was trying to save money (as I would have with the car situation), however things per normal went James’s way. However, because he did not have a job, he was not expected to pay anything and would not be charged for the months and years that he did not contribute to. I did my best not to let these things get to me and to keep a level head. I paid my parents for the car because I already had over two thousand dollars saved as a seventeen year old high school student due to my hard work.
I focused on my classes and joined theater to help fill the hours in between school and work. I was much more active my sophomore year but when James also decided to join theater I retreated a bit as my once safe space to freely exist was no longer safe. I joined the stage crew but honestly that was also very enjoyable and lethargic for me and I enjoyed it a lot. Anyways, I was mostly a straight A student besides the stray Bs and one or two Cs (psychology and AP government screwed me over) and was working 15 or so hours a week. This is on top of my commitments to the church which were most of my Sundays and my Wednesday evenings. The funny thing is though- James missed more church than I ever did yet because my absence was because of work and not golf, I was the one consistently reprimanded for my lack of attendance and socialization whilst I was there. Yet because James could never do anything wrong and was a very extroverted person his lack of attendance wasn’t as serious as my own. I had one close friend through our church, let’s call her Grace (now 18F) and she actually knew about everything and was very supportive of me. I also had some other friends who really only showed up to church so I didn’t have to go through the torture alone which I don’t know if I could ever repay them for. Besides the people I was comfortable with though, I was pretty much a loner there and this heavily displeased my parents as it made them look bad and messed with their reputation. I never realized how much appearances meant to them until all of the shit that happened took place. As I mentioned before, our church is very conservative and traditional, and many sermons and lessons revolved around gender roles and the sinfulness of the world in terms fo the LGBTQ community. I consistently felt targeted because of my looks and my personality and stopped feeling comfortable there a very long time ago.
Now that more context is in place, fast forward to the end of my junior year. I had at this point finished all my high school requirements for graduation and was given an incredible opportunity to go to our local college full time for my senior year. I was very excited and happy because not only did it give me more freedom but it also meant I would get more than a year of my college education paid for by the state.
It was also around this time when I met my now boyfriend, let’s call him Dean. We were coworkers and had begun to get to know each other. We had a lot in common and while were different people personality wise, we enjoyed each other’s company quite a bit. By some miracle, I convinced my parents to allow me to hang out with him outside of work by claiming he was just a friend and saying that he was a Christian (which is by no means true). They were extremely skeptical but allowed us to hang out. We had an incredible time- and by the end of our first date he asked me to be his girlfriend which I happily accepted. I was so happy, but when I got home, things spiraled out of control. I told my parents about our time, and they were extremely unhappy as they felt fooled (which they were to be fair) and told me I was not allowed to see him ever again. I was devastated and they said a lot of very uncalled for things and but I understand why they were angry. To be clear, they knew I had a romantic interest in Dean and that this hangout was to see if we would be compatible partners and get to know each other better. They did not call it a date though because they weren’t comfortable with it, even if it was a date and they kinda knew it. So while they were on some level “fooled,” I feel that their anger and harshness wasn’t called for as they knew the intentions of our hanging out. The next morning my father demanded to see my phone. This is when I started to panic. You see, they had stop tracking my texts and I had openly flirted with Dean over text. Nothing that explicit and no photos of any kind. But the flirting would be enough for them to tear my world apart and I knew it. They had gone through my personal conversations before and made me feel terrible because of it and I refused to let them do it again. So I deleted everything. The entire conversation chain, I removed it from my phone 100%. My parents absolutely lost their shit. They had been manipulating and gaslighting me for years, doing anything and everything to keep their control and with my actions I showed them they couldn’t control me forever and things went very downhill. I lost all my privacy and was once again told how I had betrayed them and I was terrible and couldn’t be trusted. Again- I partially understand their anger here because I had directly disobeyed a command. But at the same time, I feel as a young woman I should be allowed some sense of privacy and the ability to talk to people without being constantly monitored. I don’t feel like I did anything wrong and would happily do it again in a heartbeat if it meant I’d be where I am today. Regardless of this, my life became a living hell once again, and my parents compared this to when I came out, “which was maybe the worst night of their lives.” They stripped me of all my privileges even if I didn’t have many to begin with. They made me feel absolutely miserable and awful about myself and I was monitored like never before. I would be working and receive texts upon texts of how I was so terrible and how could I do this to them because they had done everything for me and I’m a terrible daughter who should be ashamed of myself for the deceit and malicious nature of my actions. Again- this was because they could not read the messages between me and my now boyfriend. I understand them being mad but they took it to a completely inappropriate level. I shared everything happening with my friends and counselor and they supported me and assured me I did nothing wrong and they would be there for me which helped but as my home was now a living hellscape it was hard to hear it. I found a way to tell Dean about things and at first he felt guilty but I assured him that their actions were not his fault but theirs. He then asked me if I wanted to pause our relationship but I told him honestly that they had taken so many things I cared about over the years and I refused to let them take this. I did tell him however I understood if he didn’t want to put up with all the complicatedness of my family but he told me he cared for me and would be there so long as I was okay with it. He also told me if things ever got really bad at home, regardless of the fact we had just started dating, he had spoken to his family and they offered me a place to stay if I needed/wanted it. This really touched me, but I reassured him that it was not his job to offer that, but I appreciated the offer.
This begins our relationship and we were very happy. We had found a way to communicate over email, and we were able to hide our relationship with my family. Luckily for me, over the years I had made a habit of hanging out at the park by myself so it was not strange for me to head to the park for a couple of hours. There, I would leave my car and phone (my phone had a tracker on it) and Dean and I would hangout multiple times a week and it was heaven. At this point, we’ve only been dating for a year but I can admit without any doubt that I am in love with this man and he is in love with me. During the school year, it became easier for us to hang out in between classes as we both went to the same college (I am older for my year in school and he is younger, so he was a sophomore in college while I was a senior in high school. However, we are barely a year apart in age for anyone who is concerned). However, in order for us to communicate and hang out, I had to be extremely diligent and was consistently covering my tracks while “once again, earning my parents trust and repairing our relationship.” Because of course their actions were completely justified and I was the one in the wrong, per normal. Anyways, every day, I was editing search histories, erasing messages, and looking over my shoulder. Our church had a program on campus where Dean and I went to school, so being together in public was risky as my father’s friends and coworkers were always on campus and I knew I would be screwed if we were caught together. We had a couple of close calls over the months but it was all worth it because I hadn’t been that happy in years.
Now, to the day I left and why. You see, my parents' behavior towards Scott was becoming more aggressive and worse over time. They also had, in my opinion, a drinking problem. Considering they didn’t deny it when I called them out, they may agree. They would behave more hostile after several drinks and it was happening so consistently I was constantly walking on eggshells. Between the way they treated Scott, the way they treated me and the constant stress I was under trying to balance my life in fear of the repercussions, things became too much. When things weren’t going to shit, I was consistently expected to either babysit my brother and do chores while being a full time college student and working a part time job WHILE attending church multiple times a week and keeping up with my responsibilities as a senior. This is on top of the stress my parents' behavior caused, meanwhile James was expected to do almost nothing in comparison. Don’t get me wrong- he didn’t do anything, but he had almost no responsibilities outside of school and his extracurriculars which were exclusively funded by my parents. Yes he helped with dishes during the week and would keep his space tidy. But as my schedule became much more flexible due to my school schedule, my expectations around the house became much higher than his. Even though I paid 200 a month on gas, 50 a month for insurance and 50 a month for the phone bill, and he paid nothing for his car, insurance, phone, gas, nothing. So you would think he would be expected to help in the house more but no. Also, James’s behavior towards Scott mimicked my parents and so all babysitting responsibilities fell on me as they couldn’t be trusted alone together. I was rarely if ever paid for my cleaning or babysitting services as it was my responsibility as their eldest child. They would also consistently judge me for my weight, cloths, hair, hobbies, etc. Why did I think it was a good idea to get fast food? I clearly didn’t need it. They would “outfit check me” to make sure the outfits I wore were feminine enough because the way I look effected their reputation and I couldn’t be trusted. I was not allowed to cut my hair after their tantrum over it. As for my hobbies, I stopped playing sports in middle school as I am very short (currently 5 foot even) and was unable to keep up with my peers. However my interest in video games and cartoons wasn’t feminine enough and they proceeded to compare me to my best friend Grace because she was skinnier and liked more feminine things than I did which hurt a lot. Another thing for context, I have PCOS. It’s an endocrine disorder that heavily effects your metabolism and hormones, which in turn severely effected my weight, however my parents never acknowledged it and again made everything my fault. So from what I wore, what I ate, who I hung out with and what I enjoyed doing was constantly criticized, scrutinized and eventually controlled by my family for years. On top of everything else, I was done. I was 18, I had resaved the thousand I paid my family and knew I was at a place where I didn’t need them and was tired of being treated like shit. So I left.
The night I moved out was a total shit show. I had rallied Dean and my other friend, let’s call them Rita (18NB), and they helped me form a plan. When I returned home, Dean and Rita would be on their way. I would pack everything that belonged to me or I felt they would let me take, and prep the bags outside. After Rita arrived I went to try and explain to my parents that I would be leaving and explain calmly why. In a perfect world, we would have had a long deep talk, and things would have ended alright. That is far, far from what happened. They immediately starting screaming, and took my phone and car keys as both belonged to them, which I calmly handed over. Rita was there for emotional support, and put themselves between me and my parents as they got more angry and seemed to be turning aggressive. After that, my father called the police and claimed that there was an intruder in their home trying to take their child. Yeah. Complete bullshit- which to this day I’m surprised they were never charged with falsifying a 911 call. They screamed at Rita to get out of their home and was screaming that I was throwing away everything and I needed to reconsider. I ignored them and attempted to calmly walk out, and my parents attempted to barricade the doors while harassing Rita to leave. Because Rita is incredible and one of my closest friends now, they refused to leave without me which was very calming. While my parents were distracted yelling at them, I slipped out through the garage. My mother saw this and then grabbed me, attempting to drag me inside by my arm. Rita saw this and assisted me in getting her off me, and after doing so we continued to walk towards Dean’s car where he was waiting for us. He figured it would be best if my family didn’t see him for the time being as they would definitely lose their minds at seeing his face. My parents continued screaming and then the cops arrived. They were quite confused at first because they had been sent to deal with a potential kidnapping, only to see two grown adults throwing a tantrum because their adult child didn’t want to live with them anymore. That night was honestly so insane I could write three more pages about everything they said and did. The most notable events were first when my mother tried to explain to the police that because I was her child, she was allowed to put her hands on me, which they humorously informed her was not the case. The next was when James came home from theater rehearsal, to which my parents told them that I was abandoning our family. He was an emotional wreck through all of it, and to this day has told me that until I “fix” things with our parents he is not okay with having any form of relationship with me. Throughout all of this Scott was in his room, and I was allowed to give him one last hug before leaving. The final and most notable thing, was as the cops allowed my boyfriend, Rita and I to leave, my father threatened violence towards my boyfriend and accused him of "taking advantage of his underage daughter," which is just ridiculous as we are practically the same age, and anything we had done together was consensual and reserved for after I turned 18. Another thing my parents did was go through each bag I had packed and took everything they felt belonged to them, including the laptop provided to me by my high school, which they hilariously were made to give back to me several days later as it was not theirs and they had no right to take it. They tried claiming they were giving it to me out of the kindness of their hearts, but that bullshit meant nothing as after I informed the school of their behavior, the school assured me they would be made to give it back. Another thing they threatened to do as I left was pull me out of high school, which I was assured by the police they were not capable of doing as I was 18. The police were for the most part annoyed with my parents, tired of their bs and told me I seemed to be a capable young woman and wished me the best of luck. My parents had tried to ask the police to say I was mentally unstable for the time being so I wouldn’t be allowed to leave, as their “she’s still in high school” excuse didn’t do anything. You see, as my father is an influential church figure and had friends in the police force, he thought they would be on his side but was sorely mistaken as the chief told him they wouldn’t be doing him any favors. And with that, I was free.
My boyfriend's family has been nothing but unconditionally kind and supportive and have accepted me as part of their family which has been a huge blessing in all of this. I am in contact with my father’s sister and his father, my aunt and grandpa, and as I have expressed my unhappiness at home, they are supportive of me as well. However, as my aunt lives further away and my grandpa is not in the best place to have me live with him, I have been with my boyfriend's family since I left home in October. I have a lot more I could say but I already feel like there are way too many parts here and so for now I’ll leave it at this. So yeah, AITA for moving out after I was treated like shit for years while witnessing the mistreatment of my sibling?

This might be a long read so brace yourself ...
When I'm asking if I'm being in the wrong here I only mean in terms of accountability and in regards to the situation and not so much about the wrong or right itself and would like some insight/advice basically..
TLDR:

Mixed feelings about a girl I just been dating for a few weeks or so? We only met around 2 times in person since she's somewhat busy. I feel like I'm putting more effort and energy than receiving it but unsure if it's just because the other person prefer taking things slow but I can't tell because whenever I ask her if she's interested, she's always kinda deflecting the subject. She's going to be away for the next 4 months so I won't be able to talk to her and our last convo this morning was kinda awkward ..

Relationships Background: I met my first ex a few months ago and she gave me a speedrun of everything most couple would usually do after a few months and since I didn't know any better I just went with it since she was my first everything. It ended with her initiating the breakup after less than a month after 2 weeks of long distance after she came to visit me. She gave me the "it's not you, it's me" and "you are the first one to treat me right" (she had multiple partners). She was also a bit insecure and sensitive and needed constant reassurance.
In the case of [HER], all her exes are by products of one night stands which ended up into relationship because they all asked her for one to her surprised and she just agreed with them. She described as liking them but not really ever falling in love with them so I guess I'm the first one to be fall into that category. In [HER] case, she is highly confident about herself and in what she accomplish (makes a lot more money than the average person). She gets self gratification from making money even though she can just live off her parents wealth but she finds having nothing to do boring so she became independent.
With that in mind, here's how this story starts.
On April 3rd, I reinstall Hinge because I want to have some new connection after moving on from my ex. It's not until April 23rd when I match with [HER]. At first I was surprised since I didn't expect it so I express my surprised via text in which she later explained her side via a voice note saying that she thought I looked like one of her students so she was afraid someone would recognize her which is her fear so she never matched with me. (I sent her a total of around 4 likes because I used to delete my account and make a new one again and her acc would always show and she kinda recognize from that as well.)
After that, we just exchange a lot of voice notes talking to each other about stuff and things which later I ask if its okay for me to ask her to go out on a date at this point. She then explains she has some requirements before actually going on a date with someone, she prefers getting someone a little bit more and seeing if we're compatible before meeting since she finds it weird how most people would rush which I agreed.
From there, we talk a bit more via voice note where she asks me what's my definition of love and my concept of relationships which she said almost is the same as hers. She explained for her to fall in love for someone it would at least take her 5 years or so and that's after they're able to past the 4 stages of love described in her own way; honeymoon phase, difference, compromise and initial stage of love.
The next day we just talk some more via text and and voice notes till 2 AM and what not talking about random things and life. At this point, I thought we had some good chemistry or so. We later talk about our exes and stuff.
A few days later I then try and ask again for a date since it felt like we had established some sort of rapport and knew a bit more of each other. She then tells me more about her schedule and how busy she'll be and how she'll be traveling soon in the next 2 weeks for her school stuff. At some point she said she had a symposium she was organizing at the university and I asked if it would be weird If I came to see her.
She said she didn't mind but wouldn't have time to cater me since it would be busy. Please also note that up until this point, I didn't know her real name since in Hinge she's using some random name and I didn't really ask her about it since I guess she didn't want to but I figure me showing up to that event, I would at least find what's her name which I did.
Anyways day comes and I show up to the event, it's is a medium size classroom. I didn't recognize her at first since she had a different haircut. I didn't wanna intrude or anything so I just sat there listening to the event till the end. I didn't really get the chance to talk to her or anything by the end since they had an after party and whatnot so I decided to head home instead feeling somewhat weird? So rather than just heading straight home I just sat there on the subway train listening to music instead. I texted her saying I wished we could have spent a bit of time together but you looked so busy and what not.
After a few minutes later I decide to head out for a walk because I was just feeling weird, I then see a text from her inviting me to help with returning books to the library if I want to which I agreed. To my surprised she showed up with two luggages .. which we just walked around till we reach the library. From there, I got to finally meet her in person and talk to her for a bit. I thought we had a good time, by the end I walked her home and that was mostly. We just kinda waved to her each and say goodbye to each other. I was kinda thirsty that night so I asked her for water but she gave me some korean brand banana juice instead. I then later send her a text thanking her for inviting me to help her which she doesn't reply to.
She's usually only replies if I initiate the conversation first which then let me gaslight myself into thinking it's because she's probably busy .. anyways we text each other for a bit that night because I asked for her number later instead of using Hinge. I then get somewhat down bad and ask if I can see her again tomorrow in which she replies "what's the benefit of seeing you again tomorrow?" which I thought was funny but she was serious. She had to write her REB so I guess she didn't really have time.
It's then the weekend and on the morning of Saturday she invites me to join her to the library and then we can eat at some place later if I want to where she'll be busy working on some stuff. She emphasize that she'll be annoyed if she is disturbed while trying to get work done which I didn't mind since my work is online and I only need a laptop to work.
I showed up at the library a bit early and letting her know, she then tells me she's going to get some coffee nearby first and then meet me so I wait for her at the library. Around 30 min goes by and I start getting a bit worried because she still hasn't showed up and hasn't given me any updates at which point I text her if anything is alright or if she's safe and what not. I get no answers for a bit then later she texts me she's inside where I was on my way to the coffee so I go back inside and then we just sit near each other and focus on our work. I give her the same korean banana juice which I found later at some korean market I went by to buy before meeting her. A few hours goes by we then go to a japanese place by walking there so I get to speak with her for a bit which was nice. I then pay for the bill then walk her home and then again we just wave to each other and say goodbye.
At this point, there has been no physical affection or the sort. Her body language isn't really telling me she's comfortable so I'm not really going for it even though I'm starving for it. I figure she prefers taking things slow so I'll go at her pace. Again, I text her later thanking her for inviting me and spending some time together which I appreciate. She doesn't really reply and giving me back the same energy.
So constantly, I'm always wondering if she's interested in me or enjoy spending time with me. When I ask her about it, it most of the time gets deflected or maybe it's a language barrier and I don't always get what she means when she sends some of her texts if I'm being honest but for some reason I find it cute. it's not like she's playing hard to get but it's confusing to say the least.
Anyways, because of that, I became hesitant to make plans to see her again since she doesn't really people calling her on the phone either unless absolutely necessary she explained to which I joked saying if I'm about to die then I'll call you.
After that second "date". i just try to limit my interaction to texting her a few text daily or so because I just wanted to have some kind of interaction with her. At this point I realized this may or may not be a one-side interest but then I gaslight myself thinking, she's a busy person and still makes some time for me so surely she's interested in some way?.
After a week or so of daily interaction I decide to somewhat stop contact because I also wanted to focus on my stuff and perhaps explore my other dating options if any .. a week goes by and I never hear from her again until one day she just sends me a text that just finished working at some factory as an interpreter and that her phone will be temporarily be disabled because she'll be traveling.
I then expressed my surprised because I figured she had forgotten about me and whatnot. We then exchange a few text here and there, we both caught a cold and talked about how shitty the weather is here and stuff. Again, I'm always the one having to initiate or there won't be any contact .. like at all. So it's hard for me to know if the person is interested even when being asked so I'm left with just overthinking.
Anyways, I ask her more about what time she's leaving and what time and if she wants to spends the last 2 days eating out and spending time together and stuff.
She said she went to some resto the day before but it was busy and had no table because of mother's day. At this point, I looked up the resto because I wanted to make some reservation so we could go there but I stopped myself because I had no idea what kind of situationship this was and if I was putting more effort and not receiving any. So I ended up sleeping instead.
The next day in the morning she texts me she went back to that resto but found out it's only open on certain days for brunch so she was sad and we exchanged a few random texts from that.
then the next day, this is our last conversation this morning before she's away for the next 4 months ..
ME

Will I see you again after 4 months or this is goodbye..? I feel a bit envious of your exes because they all got to be in a relationship with you and meet the girlfriend version of [HER] and all I ever got seems to be the busy version that just sends me off saying bye bye and leaving me confused most of the time with her texts haha 😅

HER

? wtf you don at 6 am plus even boyfriends need to see me off for the summer. I only going for fieldwork, not leaving. don't worry, you will see me when I'm back

ME

I was trying to fix my sleep schedule and I ended up waking up early randomly and then you were in my thoughts idk What do you mean I'll see you after you're back, are you saying you want me to wait for you? 😭 I don't even know what we are, I figured you're too busy to think about that or me as an option so I'm left overthinking.. I would have wanted to see you off but I didn't know where we stand

HER

I thought you gonna visit yesterday since you asked

ME

I wanted to but I didn't know if you wanted me to since it seemed you wanted to go to [restaurant] I was gonna make reservations there but then I realized I might be doing too much because I don't know we're in a relationship or just buddies. Now you leave in one hour and I'm even more confused

HER

Can't you see the problem in your first 'relationship' is that you guys rush everything? In my opinion, you don't know how to form healthy relationships. Take it slow. If you want to see me, make plans. Don't moan afterwards this and that. I can tell you I have always been very busy even with boyfriends. I suggest you set goals and we can celebrate together once you achieve them. I will be back in September. You're welcome to contact me then.

ME

Yes I agree that rushing was the issue in my first but in this case it's more of a mutual interest and communication. From my perspective, it seems like I'm chasing you for some reason because I'm not getting the same energy that I'm sending out. It seems you only respond if I initiate first. I'm always left wondering if you actually want to spend time with me or interested. When I ask you about that, you seem to be deflecting instead of giving me a straight answer or tell me how you feel.. I literally have no idea what you feel most of the time aside from being busy

I can take it slow as a 100 years as long that I know the other person is also interested in building something together in the near future with me. I do want to make plans but it's hard to differentiate if I'm being used for my kindness or for attention when I receive no reassurance when being asked for it? Surely you understand the concept of return on investment.
Or maybe you're right, maybe I'm the problem idk..
HER

well, investment. I would say even my friends invest more on me than you, if you really want to argue that. I also think if we can't make good friends, we won't make good couples. If you rush things, I will retreat because I need my independence more than anything. Make you own choice. Do not talk like a victim.

I didnt really reply anything after that because well not sure how to respond after reading that so I ended up on reddit instead.
NEED OBJECTIVE OPINIONS/ADVICES? I consider myself pretty in tune with myself and my emotions but here I find myself a bit confused and I can't tell if I'm getting clingy or obsessive or too close to the situation to think clearly so I figured I'd make a post and hear some of yall thoughts on this to see if maybe I'm the one who still need to work on myself or maybe we're just not compatible? I guess it would also help me get some closure and not feel so shitty.
p.s if you made it this far, thank you for reading and hopefully you have some insight on my situation since I do not have that much experience when it comes to dating certain girls.
i also passively use twitter and saw this tweet that goes: I’ve noticed I don’t have an issue communicating. My issue is people’s responses . It’s the lack of accountability and the one-sided perceptions that I cannot tolerate.
And I thought that was kinda how I'm feeling right now but not sure ...

Hey hey hey! I’m currently craving a Criminal Minds roleplay, which I know is kind of a longshot, but it’s worth it to at least try… I hope! Anyway, I’m 25 and located in PST, although I don’t mind which timezone you’re in, I’ve had partners from all over. I have over ten years writing experience and have done a bit of freelance writing on the side as well. As for my writing, I can easily write around two paragraphs, but if the scene calls for it I can go 3-5, it just depends. I do prefer rapid replies around two paras, but this is in no way a dealbreaker as I know not everyone has this sort of time.
Just a few quick rules that are important to me are as follows:

• All partners must be 18+
• I’m a fan of smut and think it can lend itself to the plot, so as long as it makes sense in the plot I’d love to include it!
• Since doubling is a big thing now, I want to explain my stance - I’m so down for playing side characters in order to world build, however I won’t do an ‘I’ll scratch your back, you scratch mine’ deal. I’m not too great at playing canons, which is why I tend to play ocs. Sorry if this is a dealbreaker for you!

As for what I’m looking for specifically, it would be someone to play Spencer Reid against an original character of mine. While I do have a bio/background written up for her, here’s a quick lil summary for you to get a feel for her: she’s an investigative journalist and her and Spencer’s chemistry kind of reminds me of Brennan and Booth’s from Bones if anyone watched that. Due to her history though, she definitely has a dry sense of humor and is sarcastic to a fault. She has a history with the FBI due to her father’s murder and I’ve always liked the idea of Rossi having had something to do with the unsolved investigation and maybe continuing to keep an eye on her.
I'd also love to include other characters, I think they’re important to who Spencer is but I’d also love to see Olivia interact with them. We can split them up, but this isn’t a necessity if you don’t want to!
For this pairing I have a few little snippets of ideas for the most part, but I also have a decently fleshed out one that I can tell you about if my rambling hasn’t put you off yet haha. Even though I don’t wish harm on my favorite boy, I would also, maybe later down the line, like to explore his addiction a bit more and perhaps a relapse? I feel like the show sort of glossed over it and I’d love to dive deeper into what it’s done to Spencer, as well as those around him, and how he handles it.
As far as potential partners go, this is kind of what I’m looking for:

• Can reply at least once a day, but would prefer multiple times. (obviously this doesn’t apply if something comes up, just let me know, I’m not strict or scary, promise!)
• Loves to gush about the characters/pairings/fandom we’re writing. I love getting invested and coming up with potential future plot points or doing aus or hcs about where they could end up. It’s all so fun!
• In that same vein though, I do want to set a boundary: I don’t do anything that requires me to share my voice or move off of discord. I have super bad anxiety so any kind of call or sharing of personal info stresses me out a lot. I’ve tried it once and it all ended in a mess and I’d rather not get into it again, so please be able to respect that.
• If you write primarily on Discord in servers, that’s perfect! And bonus points if you use tupperbox!

If you’re another Criminal Minds fan and want to give Spencer a go, I’d love to hear from you! Either PM me on here or add me on discord - toxicdeliquency
If you do message me though, PLEASE send more than a ‘hey’, maybe introduce yourself and your history with writing/roleplaying or the fandom? Idk, just something to let me know this is the ad you came from haha. Hope to hear from some of y’all!

I have few friends, basically zero friends who can hang out regularly, and my girlfriend wants to meet one of my few friends.
My GF's started accusing me of making this person up.
This platonic friend has a boyfriend. I knew this woman for 10 years and we were pretty much just pen pals, at this point degraded to acquaintances. She used to send me essay long messages though.
I text this friend every few days, and I've invited her to hang out with my girlfriend, or me, third wheel or double date, multiple ways over and the answer is always no or ghost. I'm not like repeatedly inviting her, there's time in between.
Usually, I invite her to a specific thing like a lunch or a event. At this point should I be vague and direct and say "Hey, do you ever want to hang out? Third wheel or double date, either way's good. If not, that's cool"
I also don't usually say stuff like third wheel or double date, I just want to make it clear I'm completely not into her. Sometimes being direct and being like "Hey, if you're not into this convo I'll hold off for a bit" can get an acquaintance to engage with me more for a few days too... but it does usually only last a few days.

This might be a long read so brace yourself ...
When I'm asking if I'm being in the wrong here I only mean in terms of accountability and in regards to the situation and not so much about the wrong or right itself and would like some insight/advice basically..
Relationships Background: I met my first ex a few months ago and she gave me a speedrun of everything most couple would usually do after a few months and since I didn't know any better I just went with it since she was my first everything. It ended with her initiating the breakup after less than a month after 2 weeks of long distance after she came to visit me. She gave me the "it's not you, it's me" and "you are the first one to treat me right" (she had multiple partners). She was also a bit insecure and sensitive and needed constant reassurance.
In the case of [HER], all her exes are by products of one night stands which ended up into relationship because they all asked her for one to her surprised and she just agreed with them. She described as liking them but not really ever falling in love with them so I guess I'm the first one to be fall into that category. In [HER] case, she is highly confident about herself and in what she accomplish (makes a lot more money than the average person). She gets self gratification from making money even though she can just live off her parents wealth but she finds having nothing to do boring so she became independent.
With that in mind, here's how this story starts.
On April 3rd, I reinstall Hinge because I want to have some new connection after moving on from my ex. It's not until April 23rd when I match with [HER]. At first I was surprised since I didn't expect it so I express my surprised via text in which she later explained her side via a voice note saying that she thought I looked like one of her students so she was afraid someone would recognize her which is her fear so she never matched with me. (I sent her a total of around 4 likes because I used to delete my account and make a new one again and her acc would always show and she kinda recognize from that as well.)
After that, we just exchange a lot of voice notes talking to each other about stuff and things which later I ask if its okay for me to ask her to go out on a date at this point. She then explains she has some requirements before actually going on a date with someone, she prefers getting someone a little bit more and seeing if we're compatible before meeting since she finds it weird how most people would rush which I agreed.
From there, we talk a bit more via voice note where she asks me what's my definition of love and my concept of relationships which she said almost is the same as hers. She explained for her to fall in love for someone it would at least take her 5 years or so and that's after they're able to past the 4 stages of love described in her own way; honeymoon phase, difference, compromise and initial stage of love.
The next day we just talk some more via text and and voice notes till 2 AM and what not talking about random things and life. At this point, I thought we had some good chemistry or so. We later talk about our exes and stuff.
A few days later I then try and ask again for a date since it felt like we had established some sort of rapport and knew a bit more of each other. She then tells me more about her schedule and how busy she'll be and how she'll be traveling soon in the next 2 weeks for her school stuff. At some point she said she had a symposium she was organizing at the university and I asked if it would be weird If I came to see her.
She said she didn't mind but wouldn't have time to cater me since it would be busy. Please also note that up until this point, I didn't know her real name since in Hinge she's using some random name and I didn't really ask her about it since I guess she didn't want to but I figure me showing up to that event, I would at least find what's her name which I did.
Anyways day comes and I show up to the event, it's is a medium size classroom. I didn't recognize her at first since she had a different haircut. I didn't wanna intrude or anything so I just sat there listening to the event till the end. I didn't really get the chance to talk to her or anything by the end since they had an after party and whatnot so I decided to head home instead feeling somewhat weird? So rather than just heading straight home I just sat there on the subway train listening to music instead. I texted her saying I wished we could have spent a bit of time together but you looked so busy and what not.
After a few minutes later I decide to head out for a walk because I was just feeling weird, I then see a text from her inviting me to help with returning books to the library if I want to which I agreed. To my surprised she showed up with two luggages .. which we just walked around till we reach the library. From there, I got to finally meet her in person and talk to her for a bit. I thought we had a good time, by the end I walked her home and that was mostly. We just kinda waved to her each and say goodbye to each other. I was kinda thirsty that night so I asked her for water but she gave me some korean brand banana juice instead. I then later send her a text thanking her for inviting me to help her which she doesn't reply to.
She's usually only replies if I initiate the conversation first which then let me gaslight myself into thinking it's because she's probably busy .. anyways we text each other for a bit that night because I asked for her number later instead of using Hinge. I then get somewhat down bad and ask if I can see her again tomorrow in which she replies "what's the benefit of seeing you again tomorrow?" which I thought was funny but she was serious. She had to write her REB so I guess she didn't really have time.
It's then the weekend and on the morning of Saturday she invites me to join her to the library and then we can eat at some place later if I want to where she'll be busy working on some stuff. She emphasize that she'll be annoyed if she is disturbed while trying to get work done which I didn't mind since my work is online and I only need a laptop to work.
I showed up at the library a bit early and letting her know, she then tells me she's going to get some coffee nearby first and then meet me so I wait for her at the library. Around 30 min goes by and I start getting a bit worried because she still hasn't showed up and hasn't given me any updates at which point I text her if anything is alright or if she's safe and what not. I get no answers for a bit then later she texts me she's inside where I was on my way to the coffee so I go back inside and then we just sit near each other and focus on our work. I give her the same korean banana juice which I found later at some korean market I went by to buy before meeting her. A few hours goes by we then go to a japanese place by walking there so I get to speak with her for a bit which was nice. I then pay for the bill then walk her home and then again we just wave to each other and say goodbye.
At this point, there has been no physical affection or the sort. Her body language isn't really telling me she's comfortable so I'm not really going for it even though I'm starving for it. I figure she prefers taking things slow so I'll go at her pace. Again, I text her later thanking her for inviting me and spending some time together which I appreciate. She doesn't really reply and giving me back the same energy.
So constantly, I'm always wondering if she's interested in me or enjoy spending time with me. When I ask her about it, it most of the time gets deflected or maybe it's a language barrier and I don't always get what she means when she sends some of her texts if I'm being honest but for some reason I find it cute. it's not like she's playing hard to get but it's confusing to say the least.
Anyways, because of that, I became hesitant to make plans to see her again since she doesn't really people calling her on the phone either unless absolutely necessary she explained to which I joked saying if I'm about to die then I'll call you.
After that second "date". i just try to limit my interaction to texting her a few text daily or so because I just wanted to have some kind of interaction with her. At this point I realized this may or may not be a one-side interest but then I gaslight myself thinking, she's a busy person and still makes some time for me so surely she's interested in some way?.
After a week or so of daily interaction I decide to somewhat stop contact because I also wanted to focus on my stuff and perhaps explore my other dating options if any .. a week goes by and I never hear from her again until one day she just sends me a text that just finished working at some factory as an interpreter and that her phone will be temporarily be disabled because she'll be traveling.
I then expressed my surprised because I figured she had forgotten about me and whatnot. We then exchange a few text here and there, we both caught a cold and talked about how shitty the weather is here and stuff. Again, I'm always the one having to initiate or there won't be any contact .. like at all. So it's hard for me to know if the person is interested even when being asked so I'm left with just overthinking.
Anyways, I ask her more about what time she's leaving and what time and if she wants to spends the last 2 days eating out and spending time together and stuff.
She said she went to some resto the day before but it was busy and had no table because of mother's day. At this point, I looked up the resto because I wanted to make some reservation so we could go there but I stopped myself because I had no idea what kind of situationship this was and if I was putting more effort and not receiving any. So I ended up sleeping instead.
The next day in the morning she texts me she went back to that resto but found out it's only open on certain days for brunch so she was sad and we exchanged a few random texts from that.
then the next day, this is our last conversation this morning before she's away for the next 4 months ..
ME

Will I see you again after 4 months or this is goodbye..? I feel a bit envious of your exes because they all got to be in a relationship with you and meet the girlfriend version of [HER] and all I ever got seems to be the busy version that just sends me off saying bye bye and leaving me confused most of the time with her texts haha 😅

HER

? wtf you don at 6 am plus even boyfriends need to see me off for the summer. I only going for fieldwork, not leaving. don't worry, you will see me when I'm back

ME

I was trying to fix my sleep schedule and I ended up waking up early randomly and then you were in my thoughts idk What do you mean I'll see you after you're back, are you saying you want me to wait for you? 😭 I don't even know what we are, I figured you're too busy to think about that or me as an option so I'm left overthinking.. I would have wanted to see you off but I didn't know where we stand

HER

I thought you gonna visit yesterday since you asked

ME

I wanted to but I didn't know if you wanted me to since it seemed you wanted to go to [restaurant] I was gonna make reservations there but then I realized I might be doing too much because I don't know we're in a relationship or just buddies. Now you leave in one hour and I'm even more confused

HER

Can't you see the problem in your first 'relationship' is that you guys rush everything? In my opinion, you don't know how to form healthy relationships. Take it slow. If you want to see me, make plans. Don't moan afterwards this and that. I can tell you I have always been very busy even with boyfriends. I suggest you set goals and we can celebrate together once you achieve them. I will be back in September. You're welcome to contact me then.

ME

Yes I agree that rushing was the issue in my first but in this case it's more of a mutual interest and communication. From my perspective, it seems like I'm chasing you for some reason because I'm not getting the same energy that I'm sending out. It seems you only respond if I initiate first. I'm always left wondering if you actually want to spend time with me or interested. When I ask you about that, you seem to be deflecting instead of giving me a straight answer or tell me how you feel.. I literally have no idea what you feel most of the time aside from being busy

I can take it slow as a 100 years as long that I know the other person is also interested in building something together in the near future with me. I do want to make plans but it's hard to differentiate if I'm being used for my kindness or for attention when I receive no reassurance when being asked for it? Surely you understand the concept of return on investment.
Or maybe you're right, maybe I'm the problem idk..
HER

well, investment. I would say even my friends invest more on me than you, if you really want to argue that. I also think if we can't make good friends, we won't make good couples. If you rush things, I will retreat because I need my independence more than anything. Make you own choice. Do not talk like a victim.

I didnt really reply anything after that because well not sure how to respond after reading that so I ended up on reddit instead.
NEED OBJECTIVE OPINIONS/ADVICES? I consider myself pretty in tune with myself and my emotions but here I find myself a bit confused and I can't tell if I'm getting clingy or obsessive or too close to the situation to think clearly so I figured I'd make a post and hear some of yall thoughts on this to see if maybe I'm the one who still need to work on myself or maybe we're just not compatible? I guess it would also help me get some closure and not feel so shitty.
p.s if you made it this far, thank you for reading and hopefully you have some insight on my situation since I do not have that much experience when it comes to dating certain girls.
i also passively use twitter and saw this tweet that goes: I’ve noticed I don’t have an issue communicating. My issue is people’s responses . It’s the lack of accountability and the one-sided perceptions that I cannot tolerate.
And I thought that was kinda how I'm feeling right now but not sure ...

This might be a long read so brace yourself ...
When I'm asking if I'm being in the wrong here I only mean in terms of accountability and in regards to the situation and not so much about the wrong or right itself and would like some insight/advice basically..
Relationships Background: I met my first ex a few months ago and she gave me a speedrun of everything most couple would usually do after a few months and since I didn't know any better I just went with it since she was my first everything. It ended with her initiating the breakup after less than a month after 2 weeks of long distance after she came to visit me. She gave me the "it's not you, it's me" and "you are the first one to treat me right" (she had multiple partners). She was also a bit insecure and sensitive and needed constant reassurance.
In the case of [HER], all her exes are by products of one night stands which ended up into relationship because they all asked her for one to her surprised and she just agreed with them. She described as liking them but not really ever falling in love with them so I guess I'm the first one to be fall into that category. In [HER] case, she is highly confident about herself and in what she accomplish (makes a lot more money than the average person). She gets self gratification from making money even though she can just live off her parents wealth but she finds having nothing to do boring so she became independent.
With that in mind, here's how this story starts.
On April 3rd, I reinstall Hinge because I want to have some new connection after moving on from my ex. It's not until April 23rd when I match with [HER]. At first I was surprised since I didn't expect it so I express my surprised via text in which she later explained her side via a voice note saying that she thought I looked like one of her students so she was afraid someone would recognize her which is her fear so she never matched with me. (I sent her a total of around 4 likes because I used to delete my account and make a new one again and her acc would always show and she kinda recognize from that as well.)
After that, we just exchange a lot of voice notes talking to each other about stuff and things which later I ask if its okay for me to ask her to go out on a date at this point. She then explains she has some requirements before actually going on a date with someone, she prefers getting someone a little bit more and seeing if we're compatible before meeting since she finds it weird how most people would rush which I agreed.
From there, we talk a bit more via voice note where she asks me what's my definition of love and my concept of relationships which she said almost is the same as hers. She explained for her to fall in love for someone it would at least take her 5 years or so and that's after they're able to past the 4 stages of love described in her own way; honeymoon phase, difference, compromise and initial stage of love.
The next day we just talk some more via text and and voice notes till 2 AM and what not talking about random things and life. At this point, I thought we had some good chemistry or so. We later talk about our exes and stuff.
A few days later I then try and ask again for a date since it felt like we had established some sort of rapport and knew a bit more of each other. She then tells me more about her schedule and how busy she'll be and how she'll be traveling soon in the next 2 weeks for her school stuff. At some point she said she had a symposium she was organizing at the university and I asked if it would be weird If I came to see her.
She said she didn't mind but wouldn't have time to cater me since it would be busy. Please also note that up until this point, I didn't know her real name since in Hinge she's using some random name and I didn't really ask her about it since I guess she didn't want to but I figure me showing up to that event, I would at least find what's her name which I did.
Anyways day comes and I show up to the event, it's is a medium size classroom. I didn't recognize her at first since she had a different haircut. I didn't wanna intrude or anything so I just sat there listening to the event till the end. I didn't really get the chance to talk to her or anything by the end since they had an after party and whatnot so I decided to head home instead feeling somewhat weird? So rather than just heading straight home I just sat there on the subway train listening to music instead. I texted her saying I wished we could have spent a bit of time together but you looked so busy and what not.
After a few minutes later I decide to head out for a walk because I was just feeling weird, I then see a text from her inviting me to help with returning books to the library if I want to which I agreed. To my surprised she showed up with two luggages .. which we just walked around till we reach the library. From there, I got to finally meet her in person and talk to her for a bit. I thought we had a good time, by the end I walked her home and that was mostly. We just kinda waved to her each and say goodbye to each other. I was kinda thirsty that night so I asked her for water but she gave me some korean brand banana juice instead. I then later send her a text thanking her for inviting me to help her which she doesn't reply to.
She's usually only replies if I initiate the conversation first which then let me gaslight myself into thinking it's because she's probably busy .. anyways we text each other for a bit that night because I asked for her number later instead of using Hinge. I then get somewhat down bad and ask if I can see her again tomorrow in which she replies "what's the benefit of seeing you again tomorrow?" which I thought was funny but she was serious. She had to write her REB so I guess she didn't really have time.
It's then the weekend and on the morning of Saturday she invites me to join her to the library and then we can eat at some place later if I want to where she'll be busy working on some stuff. She emphasize that she'll be annoyed if she is disturbed while trying to get work done which I didn't mind since my work is online and I only need a laptop to work.
I showed up at the library a bit early and letting her know, she then tells me she's going to get some coffee nearby first and then meet me so I wait for her at the library. Around 30 min goes by and I start getting a bit worried because she still hasn't showed up and hasn't given me any updates at which point I text her if anything is alright or if she's safe and what not. I get no answers for a bit then later she texts me she's inside where I was on my way to the coffee so I go back inside and then we just sit near each other and focus on our work. I give her the same korean banana juice which I found later at some korean market I went by to buy before meeting her. A few hours goes by we then go to a japanese place by walking there so I get to speak with her for a bit which was nice. I then pay for the bill then walk her home and then again we just wave to each other and say goodbye.
At this point, there has been no physical affection or the sort. Her body language isn't really telling me she's comfortable so I'm not really going for it even though I'm starving for it. I figure she prefers taking things slow so I'll go at her pace. Again, I text her later thanking her for inviting me and spending some time together which I appreciate. She doesn't really reply and giving me back the same energy.
So constantly, I'm always wondering if she's interested in me or enjoy spending time with me. When I ask her about it, it most of the time gets deflected or maybe it's a language barrier and I don't always get what she means when she sends some of her texts if I'm being honest but for some reason I find it cute. it's not like she's playing hard to get but it's confusing to say the least.
Anyways, because of that, I became hesitant to make plans to see her again since she doesn't really people calling her on the phone either unless absolutely necessary she explained to which I joked saying if I'm about to die then I'll call you.
After that second "date". i just try to limit my interaction to texting her a few text daily or so because I just wanted to have some kind of interaction with her. At this point I realized this may or may not be a one-side interest but then I gaslight myself thinking, she's a busy person and still makes some time for me so surely she's interested in some way?.
After a week or so of daily interaction I decide to somewhat stop contact because I also wanted to focus on my stuff and perhaps explore my other dating options if any .. a week goes by and I never hear from her again until one day she just sends me a text that just finished working at some factory as an interpreter and that her phone will be temporarily be disabled because she'll be traveling.
I then expressed my surprised because I figured she had forgotten about me and whatnot. We then exchange a few text here and there, we both caught a cold and talked about how shitty the weather is here and stuff. Again, I'm always the one having to initiate or there won't be any contact .. like at all. So it's hard for me to know if the person is interested even when being asked so I'm left with just overthinking.
Anyways, I ask her more about what time she's leaving and what time and if she wants to spends the last 2 days eating out and spending time together and stuff.
She said she went to some resto the day before but it was busy and had no table because of mother's day. At this point, I looked up the resto because I wanted to make some reservation so we could go there but I stopped myself because I had no idea what kind of situationship this was and if I was putting more effort and not receiving any. So I ended up sleeping instead.
The next day in the morning she texts me she went back to that resto but found out it's only open on certain days for brunch so she was sad and we exchanged a few random texts from that.
then the next day, this is our last conversation this morning before she's away for the next 4 months ..
ME

Will I see you again after 4 months or this is goodbye..? I feel a bit envious of your exes because they all got to be in a relationship with you and meet the girlfriend version of [HER] and all I ever got seems to be the busy version that just sends me off saying bye bye and leaving me confused most of the time with her texts haha 😅

HER

? wtf you don at 6 am plus even boyfriends need to see me off for the summer. I only going for fieldwork, not leaving. don't worry, you will see me when I'm back

ME

I was trying to fix my sleep schedule and I ended up waking up early randomly and then you were in my thoughts idk What do you mean I'll see you after you're back, are you saying you want me to wait for you? 😭 I don't even know what we are, I figured you're too busy to think about that or me as an option so I'm left overthinking.. I would have wanted to see you off but I didn't know where we stand

HER

I thought you gonna visit yesterday since you asked

ME

I wanted to but I didn't know if you wanted me to since it seemed you wanted to go to [restaurant] I was gonna make reservations there but then I realized I might be doing too much because I don't know we're in a relationship or just buddies. Now you leave in one hour and I'm even more confused

HER

Can't you see the problem in your first 'relationship' is that you guys rush everything? In my opinion, you don't know how to form healthy relationships. Take it slow. If you want to see me, make plans. Don't moan afterwards this and that. I can tell you I have always been very busy even with boyfriends. I suggest you set goals and we can celebrate together once you achieve them. I will be back in September. You're welcome to contact me then.

ME

Yes I agree that rushing was the issue in my first but in this case it's more of a mutual interest and communication. From my perspective, it seems like I'm chasing you for some reason because I'm not getting the same energy that I'm sending out. It seems you only respond if I initiate first. I'm always left wondering if you actually want to spend time with me or interested. When I ask you about that, you seem to be deflecting instead of giving me a straight answer or tell me how you feel.. I literally have no idea what you feel most of the time aside from being busy

I can take it slow as a 100 years as long that I know the other person is also interested in building something together in the near future with me. I do want to make plans but it's hard to differentiate if I'm being used for my kindness or for attention when I receive no reassurance when being asked for it? Surely you understand the concept of return on investment.
Or maybe you're right, maybe I'm the problem idk..
HER

well, investment. I would say even my friends invest more on me than you, if you really want to argue that. I also think if we can't make good friends, we won't make good couples. If you rush things, I will retreat because I need my independence more than anything. Make you own choice. Do not talk like a victim.

I didnt really reply anything after that because well not sure how to respond after reading that so I ended up on reddit instead.
NEED OBJECTIVE OPINIONS/ADVICES? I consider myself pretty in tune with myself and my emotions but here I find myself a bit confused and I can't tell if I'm getting clingy or obsessive or too close to the situation to think clearly so I figured I'd make a post and hear some of yall thoughts on this to see if maybe I'm the one who still need to work on myself or maybe we're just not compatible? I guess it would also help me get some closure and not feel so shitty.
p.s if you made it this far, thank you for reading and hopefully you have some insight on my situation since I do not have that much experience when it comes to dating certain girls.
i also passively use twitter and saw this tweet that goes: I’ve noticed I don’t have an issue communicating. My issue is people’s responses . It’s the lack of accountability and the one-sided perceptions that I cannot tolerate.
And I thought that was kinda how I'm feeling right now but not sure ...

Warning this is a long one. If anyone has seen Gilmore Girls, please picture my grandma as Emily Gilmore because I seriously don't know how they were able to capture my grandma so accurately.
This morning, I (22f) had what feels like a huge blow out with my grandma (74f) over text this morning. For a big background, I am my grandmas only living descendant. My birth mother died when I was 3 in a car accident, and she was my grandmas only child. My mother struggled with bipolar disorder and was in an abusive marriage with my father. After she died my grandparents attempted to get full custody of me and the result was visitation under grandparent rights. The court petition is available online and can be found by searching my full name, which is so great for me. Obviously, there was bad blood between my grandparents and my father. I grew up in the middle, scared to show that I loved my grandparents but also slightly distrusting of them because the stories they would tell me were different than what my father would.
I have tried to set boundaries with my grandma in the past. She calls me by my dead moms name occasionally. I ask her not to, she still slips up and does. She's inviting me to go to my moms grave, I don't feel comfortable doing that. She makes me feel guilty about no one putting flowers on their graves when they die. She's convinced I'm bi-polar despite me having been tested 3 times and being diagnosed as not bipolar. She will make passive aggressive comments about not only my but my boyfriend (23M) of 4 years weight and stretch marks. I've told her that we both struggle with eating disorders. After graduating I went from being 120lbs at 5'7 (underweight) to being 190lbs (overweight) in 4 years, some of the weight gain was healthy then the past year and a half I've put on the majority of it, becoming unhealthy. The past year and a half I have also had severe mental health struggles. I have ADHD, depression, and anxiety. I struggle to do a lot of basic things. I was seeing a therapist but then my insurance changed so I am trying to find someone new. I am on medication. I am actively getting help.
My grandma will call me 20 times in a day regularly. She'll text me more than that. When I haven't answered she has called my boyfriend at his job. She will harass my boyfriend and demand to know what I do every hour of everyday, despite him being at work apparently he's my babysitter. It is negatively impacting our relationship because he feels he's being forced into a parent role. She ruined a job interview for me one time because she wouldn't stop calling during it. I am terrified for her to show up unannounced. Luckily we live 4 hours away from each other, so I think I have a safe enough buffer. However, every weekend for the past month she has been trying to come and stay for the weekend.
Now on to the main confrontation/issue. My grandmas mom, my great grandma, offered to give me 1k a month so I could focus on finishing my degree (after this semester I have a semester & then a class left.) My only condition was that I focused on school. This morning my boyfriend sent me a text that said I needed to talk to my grandma as they were withdrawing their financial support. He sent me screenshots of their texts, I am going to transcribe them best I can without making this post too long. I feel like its getting long already lol.
GM to BF: We'll pay for her therapy. She needs talk & medicine. Her psychiatrist should do both. But the monthly 1k, so she doesn't have to work while she's getting the rest under control hasn't helped her. I'm afraid it has given her too much time alone, which is bad for her. I've worried that helping her not to have to work was a bad idea. She does much better with interaction. Maybe encourage her to come over, or take a trip with me during the next 3 weeks (my summer classes start). She needs interaction. She was much better in high school because she was so involved.
BF to GM: Will do, she has been looking at getting a summer job.
GM: Doing the monthly may be hurting more than helping. She wasn't even successful with her classes, even without the outside job. I THINK she would do things if she was here. Crafts, cards, all the extended family. Right now we're just paying her to stay home and read. I don't think the 1k will continue. It was for her to do her classes without having to work through December.
BF: I'd text her and mention that. You should talk to her SPECIFCALLY about losing the 1k.
GM: But it didn't work so why would we still do it? Classes were supposed to be her job. She completed 10 of 18 hours. She didn't do her weekly progress reports and didn't send us her finals. Never once. If that was her "job" paying her weekly, and anyone else as her boss, would she still have that job?
BF: I don't have that answer. I can't speak for her on those things.
GM: You know the answer is no. This is not helping her. This is a face to face conversation. Her story is not what I know to be the truth as I related to you.
GM: I know she lost her scholarship and just isn't telling us. I'm sure she's not proud of it. I told you earlier, that I knew she was in a bad place. That was when I needed to help her. Not after it was too late. She just said there was a cap on the amount of scholarship and she's used it. She's getting a student loan to finish. I'm proud of her for doing that instead of asking us. BUT, what I've pieced together is what I said earlier. And her loan is because she has to pay back the scholarship and tuition going forwards. Right now is the best time for her to transfer(to a college where she lives.) I knew we were in trouble when she sent me a photo of a stack of books she checked out from the library. I had zero time to read books when I was a college student, and I didn't have a job in addition.
BF: While that may be true, you also were in different classes. It's good for her to have time to do things she likes when she's not in class.
GM: I had a social life with other people. I did not stay isolated. She does well with others. Alone drags her down. Just like her mom. A powerhouse when she's involved. Depressed and anxious when she's alone. She's become totally reliant on you. She's lost her independence and drive. I know its flattering you want to be her savior, but for different reasons, its crippling for both of you.
BF: I don't want to be her savior. I really don't.
GM: Rescuer
BF: I really want more than anything for her to be self reliant so we can both lean on each other. I just know at the end of the day I will always support my girl.
GM: That's best but she has to let go & stand up. Develop a broader network to build strength, You are her core! Like a center pole in a tent. Now she needs the other stakes to have the support.
I took 14 credit hours this semester and I only dropped 1 class that was 2 credit hours because I could take it in the summer and lighten my load. I passed all my other ones with As & Bs. I misspoke to my grandma about my scholarship. I told her it was 5k and then I was out but in actuality it was 20k, 5k per semester not total. I've used 4700 so far. That still doesn't explain why she thought I had lost it but ya know. I see my friends at minimum once a week. I have 6 close friends I regularly see. I text with them daily. I grab dinner with them. I game online with them. I attend class 2 times a week. I only see my boyfriend 2 nights a week and on Sundays, and we LIVE together.
My grades conveniently became available online at the same time this conversation was sent to me. So I took a screenshot of my grades and sent them to my grandma.
OP to GM: Here are my grades. I also sent them to grandpa. Thanks so much for believing in me, not. You are the last person I want to see or talk to right now. BF showed me everything. When I am read to talk I'll let you know.
GM to BF: I cannot believe you did this. Now she is furious with me & won't talk to me. I told you that in confidence. You need to fix this. That's not good things for her to know out of context.
OP to GM: Actions have consequences. The consequence of your action is that I am not speaking to you. If you continue to message BF, I will be blocking you on his phone. Not only today, but previously, has been highly inappropriate. I am NOT a child. I do NOT need babysitting. I do NOT need rescuing by you. You are NOT my savior. Stop trying to be.
GM: *Long message trying to re-explain how the messages were worded.* I told BF you're smart and a powerhouse! I just want to see your independent spirit and get you there again. I am your biggest supporter. You're misinterpreting this.
OP: BF screenshotted everything and sent it to me before I ever said anything to you. I don't know how reading exactly what you have been saying about me is misinterpreting things. Please stop messaging me.
When I was in high school I was awake from 6:00am-2:00am. I was in 10 clubs/sports, all honors classes, I was starving myself, I slept less than 4 hours on average. I was a walking zombie that was living off a strange energy that being starving & sleep deprived creates. I was miserable. I was depressed. I was anxious. I only had time for friends in school. If you didn't have a class or lunch with me, you never talked to me. I struggled with school work at home because my adhd. I was not a powerhouse, I was fighting to survive everyday and I feel like I used up every piece of energy I'll ever have then.
This is where we left off. I feel guilty confronting my grandma about it, and feel like I should apologize. But like I said to my BF after he got upset with me for him being in the middle:
Its an incredibly overwhelming relationship that has baggage older than I am which has been put on me my entire life. It has been like this my whole life, except that until I was 18, I was the middle. I know it's a lot, but this is how she is. She is an intrusive controlling and manipulative person, while it may from from a place of care, she still is those things. Herr loving me and being kind to us does not take away the hurt and pain that she causes me. It is not care and love when there are stipulations to that care and love. She's constantly weaponizing my dead mom's mental illness against me. She wants to send me money so I don't have to work and can focus on school but when that actually helps me then I'm not nearly busy enough for her liking. She's also creating a hostile environment where I can't express if I am struggling because then it'll be "I told you so" and then I'll have to drop out of school because they'll stop providing financial support.
So reddit, AITA for confronting my grandma about her texts to my boyfriend?

Am I the asshole for pretending to be my friends girlfriend and cockblocking him. So I (16F) and my friend (17M) play flirt a lot and recently i started catching feelings. I saw that he was texting another girl let’s name her Emma. She is 16 and they were flirting and I did not like it. I texted her off his phone and said “I was just playing with you I have a gf” and then texted her on snap on my account asking why she and my boyfriend had been flirting. And she sent me back screenshots and a paragraph. She said in the screen shots “so you were trying to cheat on her?” “ with me?” “That’s kinda messed up man” he said “your just really pretty and I didn’t think she would find out” she responded with a paragraph to him “that’s no excuse you should never ever do that to a girl no tater what the situation is because that shows that you are untrustworthy and think that it’s okay to cheat as long as as your actual gf never finds out that’s against everything a relationship stands for and I hope you know that you owe that girl every apology in the world. She deserves more than this your unbelievable”. He stopped talking to me but he still send flirty messages to me . Am I the asshole.

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. SInce it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. SInce it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. SInce it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. SInce it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. SInce it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. Since it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!

We are Firebreathing Kittens, a podcast that records ourselves playing a different tabletop roleplaying game (TTRPG) every week. This week we have a free actual play podcast of Summer Camp Slayers. This two hour long recording, called “Vested Interest”, demonstrates two players and a Game Master actually playing so you can listen to what it’s like and maybe try it yourself.
About Summer Camp Slayers:
In its own words, “Designed for DriveThruRPG’s PocketQuest game jam, Summer Camp Slayers is a standalone scenario for the Tricube Tales system and is usable as a micro-setting, but it is also a fully self-contained one-page RPG in its own right. You can print it on a single sheet of paper: The first page includes everything you need to play, while an optional second page expands the adventure generator with examples and twists.”
Link: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/401144/Summer-Camp-Slayers-Tricube-Tales-OnePage-RPG-for-PocketQuest-2022
Oneshot recorded game session, Vested Interest:
Marty, Colette, and Sadie are thrown into a most terrifying retro horror story using Summer Camp Slayers game mechanics. Tag along and see who survives the night, and whose light fizzles out.

• Youtube: https://youtu.be/hwtILbY8c1c?si=C7Li5_UHzu3DewS2
• Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/1Jg0o93kHJ37n63GHOqK2c
• Itunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/vested-interest-summer-camp-slayers/id1459051634?i=1000655619989

About us, Firebreathing Kittens podcast:
Firebreathing Kittens plays a different TTRPG every week. Four of the rotation of cast members will bring you a story that has a beginning and end. Every episode is a standalone plot in the season long anthology. There’s no need to catch up on past adventures or listen to every single release; hop in to any tale that sounds fun. Join as they explore the world, solve mysteries, attempt comedic banter, and enjoy friendship.
If you’d like to play with us, please visit FirebreathingKittensPodcast dot com and read the new members tab.
If you’d like us to play a completed tabletop roleplaying game you designed, please email us at FirebreathingKittensPodcast at gmail dot com. We reply to all emails within three days, so if we haven’t replied, then we haven’t seen your email, send it again.
Our reviews of Summer Camp Slayers after playing it:
Review 1:
“Summer camp slayers. Easy to use. Easy to make a character. Applicable to a wide range of scenarios.”
Review 2:
“This one page game has resolve as your hit points and karma as your spendable resource. You roll a baseline of two dice when attempting challenges. Your goal is to try to get a dice to meet or beat the difficulty rating the game master assigns to what you’ve attempted. For example, roll 2 dice to try to beat a difficulty of 4. Your trait and concept adjust how many dice you’re rolling. Add a dice if your action matches your trait. Remove a dice if your action fails to match your concept. Your quirk and perk adjust the difficulty number you’re rolling against. You can spend a karma and roleplay your perk to reduce the difficulty one lower. If you’re low on resolve and are willing to make the roll one more difficult, you can roleplay how your quirk gets in the way, then roll. If you still succeed even though it was more difficult, you can recover a resolve. Even if you fail, you recover a karma. It’s a pretty simple system that can be summarized in one paragraph like that, but the word categories don’t really match what they describe or the mechanics you use them for, so very few people playing this system for the first time seem comfortable enough to volunteer using the mechanics to try to solve problems.”
Review 3:
“Summer Camp Slayers: Fun rules light system that encourages roleplaying. Since it's one page I acknowledge there isn't much room for additions but a little more description on what the different roles could do would be nice.”
Plot Summary of Vested Interest:
While at the Firebreathing Kittens Guildhall, Nulisag approaches Colette De Winter with a job where she is requested specifically. Camp Lasumh a summer camp for children, has reported several missing people (children and staff). Because finding the perps requires stealth the client wants the famous Colette. Asking Sadie and Marty for assistance, the trio head off to Camp Lasae in a car provided by the owners of the camp. Sadie is disguised as a counselor, promising to improve children’s skills in making both cheese and beer, Marty disguised as a lifeguard, and Colette as a nurse.
Arriving at the camp, and rescuing a counselor Oliver in the lake, the group asks him some questions. Apparently people had been going missing for the past 2-3 weeks ago. Eventually the director of the camp takes the trio to their cabin.
There they meet Artemis Copperpenny, the good looking head of the counselors who is well known for wearing a fashionable vest.He tells the Kittens that Plasteck bought the camp a month ago and the surrounding land except for a small cabin owned by Old Man Jefferies. He also tells them that dinner is being served in the main cafeteria.
At the cafeteria along with the kids and the other counselors they find that the food isn’t particularly good and the Kittens find out that the cook Barnibus is also missing. They meet Cousin, Sadie’s cousin there as well. Eventually, dinner wraps up and the Kittens decide to do some more investigations to visit the Old Man Jefferies. Marty suggests they bring a meal with them to make him happy when they ask him some questions. Bringing over some food they find The Old Man Jefferies quite pleasant and friendly. He tells The Kittens that his father created the lake by digging and draining it over 70 years ago. Likewise he’s been in the cabin on the camp grounds for the 50 years that the camp has been around. The new Plasteck corporation has offered him a lot of money to sell but he’s refused due to his family history.
After the Kittens thank the Old Man Jefferies they go to a bonfire being held by the counselors. Interestingly, Artemis is not there. Talking with Oliver the Kittens discover that Artemis is isolated from the other counselors and spends a lot of his time by himself near the stage often writing in notebooks and talking to himself. He’s not popular with the other counselors who mock Artemis behind his back.
After a long day, the Kittens go to their cabin to rest for the night. Unfortunately, a blood curdling scream goes through the camp. Rushing towards the noise, the Kittens encounter a number of dancing lights. Ignoring the lights, they go towards the source of the screaming: The children’s cabin! After getting in, they find all the children not just asleep but totally unconscious amidst many glowing blue lights. They track the source to none other than Marcie! They wake Marcie who says that she had sent the lights to the party as a way to direct them to the source of the terror at the camp: Lake Lasumh.
Taking Marcie with them they make their way with her directions to a part of the lake where a lizard like creature (similar to the Creature of the Black Lagoon) emerges with a collar around its neck. Using his magic, Marty smashes the creature with hammers made of water stunning it. Taking the opportunity, Colette removes the collar revealing that it’s the Old Man Jefferies!
Recovering from his ordeal, The Old Man Jefferies reveals that the master mind of all of this is Artemis. After tracking Artemis down by the stage, they see him in his true form: a moth like man still wearing his signature vest. Thinking on his feet, Marty casts a giant beam of light in the air and, like any moth, Artemis zips into the air to follow it. Quickly, Sadie and Colette whip up a trap as they go to the cafeteria and grab as much honey they can find. Marty brings the moth back to the ground and, covered in honey herself, Colette grabs Artemis. Unable to get away, Artemis puts a collar on top of the one that Artemis already has on.
The unexpected reaction of the double collar turns Artemis into an amorphous shifting mutant. As he falls to the ground a journal falls out of his pocket. Picking it up, Colette discovers the horrifying truth. Plasteck is a company owned by her enemies, Duchess Mary of Placentia and Duke Edward of Teck. They had been using this place as a way to conduct experiments in genetic engineering, amongst other things. They would have gotten away with it too, had it not been their desire for revenge on Colette’s (never proven) theft of their wedding cake from five years prior. They were the ones who hired Colette as a way to trap her.
The Kittens inform the authorities and leak the journal to the press. Plasteck goes belly up not long after but with the powerful Edward and Mary getting away without any sort of legal repercussions. Still, another job well done by the Firebreathing Kittens!