Boyfriend only texts and emails

In hindsight, I should have known something was wrong with The Caeles Academy of Acting.
Maybe the fact that it doesn't exist to the outside world.
This place prided itself on famous alumni it didn't actually name, and a once in a lifetime opportunity to work with the best in the business.
It's what I wanted.
More than anything.
After enduring four years of high school with barely a semblance of a drama club (we met every month, and our teacher was an alcoholic), and countless failed auditions, I was ready to take my acting career seriously. I had one year.
According to my parents, I had one year to make a living from my passion.
If it didn't work out, I would be on the first plane back to Connecticut.
It's not like they didn't trust me. I think they were just scared I wouldn't be able to financially support myself. So, I got a job right out of high school and slipped a year. Drama schools are expensive, and college’s are cut-throat on who they take on. I found Caeles Academy by accident–or, I guess it found me?
After researching cheap drama classes, auditions, academy’s, literally anything to progress my career, an ad popped up.
Not exactly flashy.
Just a date, a time, and a promise that they only take the best. I ignored it, but throughout the week, I started getting more ads. Just the words, “IMPRESS US - - JOIN CAELES ACADEMY NOW.”
Followed by, “BE WITH THE BEST, AND BE THE BEST. JOIN THE S CLASS NOW.”
When I googled the academy, nothing came up.
I gave up, clicking on the ad, which sent me straight to an application form.
I filled in my details as more of a joke. But I wasn't expecting to get an email back. Again, it was a time, a date, and that exact same tagline: “Impress us.”
However, Caeles Academy was different from what I imagined.
I was expecting a university building, or at least some modern structure. Judging from their marketing and ads, I figured they could at least afford decent premises. Though I was mistaken. When I stepped out of the Uber, I found myself staring at what looked like an abandoned office tower, a red-brick monolith in the middle of nowhere.
Which was crazy, because I swore a girl wearing a bikini had strode through the doors, with nothing but her phone, and a coffee tucked under her elbow.
According to the text sent from the academy, the auditioning rooms were on the third floor.
Tipping my head back, the checkerboard of broken windows didn't exactly instil confidence. Neither did the clunky set of automatic doors that took a while to open. It was a summer's day, and the heat was already baking through my dress, sweat sticky on the back of my neck.
I wanted to make a good impression, but the heels were a little over the top.
Though I had also seen a girl casually walk in wearing a two piece bikini.
“Well?”
Freddie’s voice made me jump. I forgot I was on the phone to him. I was excited the whole car-ride, already high on five coffees, and now I was silent. If I perceived the ‘academy’ from an objective standpoint, it definitely looked like the perfect place to be brutally murdered. But my own personal opinion was it was.. okay.
“What's it like?”
I pretended not to see a rat scuttling under an old candy wrapper.
“It's… fine.”
“Just fine?”
I could hear the smirk in my friend’s tone. He couldn't wait to tell me it was a scam, and had been reminding me all week I was essentially willingly selling myself to the black market. I was stubborn, so, fine sounded better than my initial first impression. Which was to turn around, walk away, and completely block the place from my memory.
Unfortunately, at that moment, I valued my pride over my awareness.
“It's… okay.” I said, trying to find positives. I was staring at a looming grey building with shattered windows and a resident rat living near the door. I had a hard time figuring out how the girl from earlier had just casually strode inside, barefoot too. I glanced down at the ground, immediately regretting it.
Like there weren't bits of chewing gum and grime stuck to the concrete.
“Huh.” Freddie said, his tone creeping into teasing territory. “You're really selling it.”
“It just looks like a building,” I said, my gaze glued to the rat, who looked a little too comfortable. Maybe it was a pet.
I was getting progressively more infuriated the more I stared down this place. Judging from the decades old writing ingrained into the door, it used to be a dentist surgery. “What do you want me to say?” I wasn't even trying to hide the scorn from my voice. “It's a building that looks like an academy.”
“Can you send a picture?” Freddie asked, “Ooh, wait, I'll face-time you.”
“That's, uh, that’s not really necessary–”
I was cut off, suddenly, when a guy threw himself through the automatic doors, palms first. He took two stumbled steps forwards, one back, and lifted his head, half lidded eyes on the sky, before dropping to his knees and heaving up pinkish froth. I could see him trying to hold it in, slamming his hands over his mouth, only for it to splurge through his fingers, showering the ground in greyish pink froth.
Like he'd downed a bottle of Pepto Bismol.
Inching towards him, I realized it was Pepto Bismol.
The stink made my own stomach churn.
“Missy?”
I found my voice. “Uh, can I call you back later?”
Before my friend could answer, I ended the call, slipping my phone in my pocket.
The guy was still heaving, coughing up globules of pink.
“Are you okay?”
The sound of my heels click-clacking on concrete made me cringe. The guy noticed, flinching away. Closer, and I could see his scraggly blonde hair.
He was handsome.
Without the bile spewing down his chin.
Early twenties, wearing a fitted white shirt now covered in streaks of bright pink. Part of me wanted to make a half-hearted joke, but getting even closer, so close I could smell his pepto-breath, I noticed he was trembling, his hands clenched into fists.
When I attempted to awkwardly pat him on the shoulder, he twisted around, so fast, my morning coffee slithered its way back up my throat.
His eyes were wide, almost feral, studying me like a wild animal.
I noticed the whites of his pupils were red, like he'd burst a blood vessel.
Theatre kids were intense, though I had never met THIS kind of intense.
“Are you… going in there?” The guy’s voice was a child-like whimper I wasn't expecting.
It looked like he was slowly regaining clarity, staring down at his filthy shirt, his hands stained bright pink.
I nodded, uncertainly, offering him my water. “Yeah. Did you audition?”
He shoved it away, slapping himself in the face. “I… I don't know.”
“You… don’t know?”
Suddenly, it was like something had contorted in his expression, a switch being pulled. I wasn't expecting him to twist around so fast. The guy slowly cocked his head, his lips breaking into a grin. His eyes, however, stayed the same.
“Of course I've auditioned.” He said, with a laugh.
“It was the best experience of my life! His mouth formed an almost mocking frown.
“Unfortunately, I didn't make the cut. Which is a real shame. I'm sure Caeles would have benefited from my talents.”
What was weird, is that his mouth was moving, but he wasn't even looking at me, frenzied eyes caught in an oblivion I couldn't see.
When he did look at me, his expression crumpled all over again.
Pepto jumped to his feet, brushing himself down.
I couldn't take his over the top smile seriously, when his eyes were screaming, hollowed out caverns silently begging me to listen.
This guy was fucking crazy.
“Wait.” Pepto whispered, when I turned to walk away.
He pulled out his phone, tapping the screen before shoving it in my face.
“I HAD SO MUCH FUN AT THE CAELES ACADEMY AUDITIONS :)
When I could only stare at him in confusion, Pepto’s gaze flicked to his phone, swiping bile from his lips.
His eyes went cartoon wide, like he couldn't believe what he himself was typing.
“That… that's not what I was trying to say!” He tried retyping it, but the guy was just writing strings of emoji hearts.
I didn't know what to say. I had dealt with rejection before, but I had never gone this far. Pepto was having a full on mental breakdown, his body shuddering, teeth chattering, blinking eyes and lips parting as if to speak, but choking on his words. When he started clawing out his hair, I took the opportunity to make a quick getaway.
Before I could make it to the doors, though, Pepto jumped in front of me, waving his phone directly in my face.
“Just…” he pointed at the screen. “It won't let me…” Growing frustrated with himself, he let out a wet sounding sob, clawing his fingers through his hair. “Fuck, it won't let me…it won't let me type! It's not letting me type!”
By now, he had tufts of hair stuck between his fingernails. I don't know why his first reaction was to immediately try ripping his hair out.
A quick glance at my own phone reminded me of my own audition that was in five minutes.
Meanwhile, I was dealing with what I was pretty sure was delusion, denial, or a mixture of both.
I was considering pushing past him, when Pepto’s phone screen hit me in the face. Again.
This time, though, there was coherent writing.
“FIND LUKE.”
“Luke?” I said. “Who's that?”
“Luke!” The guy was bouncing on the heels of his feet. “He's my…” Pepto drifted off, his eyes going vacant, as if I could physically see his brain being plucked from his skull. Pepto dropped his phone, and I grabbed it before it could hit the ground. His hands went to his curls, clawing, scratching, until he was drawing blood across his forehead.
“I… I don't know! I can't… I can't remember. Luke. He was my… he was my… I don't know, I can't… I can't–”
I stumbled back when he let out a shriek, scratching at his face.
“Fuck!” He whimpered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Pepto grabbed my shoulders, shaking me, his fingers digging into my skin.
“I don't know who he is.” He gritted out, pink froth pooling from his lips.
Pepto broke out into a sob. “I don't… I don't know who he is, but you can find him, right? You can… you can find…”
Again, he trailed off mid sentence, his hands going limp around my shoulders.
I managed to side step him, swallowing a cry.
“Yeah, I'll, um, I'll find him for you.”
Pepto backed away, suddenly, stumbling over himself.
His gaze found mine, vacant, like a baby deer.
“Find who?”
I didn't wait around to answer him, pushing through the doors and stepping inside.
The interior was unsurprisingly even worse than the exterior.
The elevator was broken, so I had to run up three flights of stairs.
I expected at least an attempt at an academy, even in the dregs of an old dentist surgery.
What I got, though, was a never ending staircase, obnoxious photos of teeth greeting me on every level.
The third floor was… less clinical.
I strode directly into a waiting room filled with college aged students, either sitting on plastic chairs, or standing around, rehearsing.
The room itself was cosy enough, a navy carpet and a TV playing a random Twitch stream.
Situated in the middle, was a desk with a bored looking woman behind it.
Her smile was fake. I could understand her pain. She was stuck in a room with theatre kids all day.
“Sign here.” She prodded a sheet of paper.
I was convinced her voice was AI.
While I was scribbling my details, I took a moment to notice the stark difference from the kids entering the room, to the ones leaving. The kids entering wore wide, confident smiles and were social butterflies, chatting amongst themselves.
The kids leaving reminded me of pod people.
They left the room silent, in an orderly line with dazed smiles on their faces, like they weren't sure where they were.
I watched one guy walk directly into the wall instead of taking a left toward the exit, and a girl straight up just toppled down the stairs.
The kids waiting with me named them rejects.
I wasn't convinced until I glimpsed an empty bottle of Pepto Bismol sitting on the floor by the window.
Thinking back to Pepto, that made a lot of sense.
I was still dazedly staring at the bottle, when my name was called.
Jumping to my feet, I did my best to calm myself down, straightening my ponytail. Pepto had really screwed with my head. I could barely even remember the lines I had been rehearsing for a week straight.
I was muttering my lines to myself, when I stepped through the door.
The door that apparently turned you into a pod-person on the way out.
For a moment, I thought I was blinded by stage lights.
It was so bright.
The glow bathing me was clinical, stabbing into my eyes.
When I blinked, I found myself standing in front of three shadows sitting in front of me.
Their chairs were made of leather, far different from the plastic ones in the waiting room.
So, they did have filthy cash.
I was looking at one man, and two women.
They were… average?
I expected them to be more glitzier, but they were just regular people.
The man was in his late twenties, maybe early thirties, a stiff looking brunette wearing a suit and tie, one leg crossed over the other. His eyes were narrowed slightly, lips curved into the start of a smile. Like I amused him.
The women were polar opposites.
One of them was my Mom’s age, grey hair and floral clothing. She took a sip of water, her gaze burning into me.
Google told me not to be intimidated by their stares, but it was impossible.
These people were carving holes into my skull.
Sitting next to her, a younger girl who seemed to own the color red.
Her hair simmered, blood red, while she herself was sculpted in a dress, perfect cherry lips spread in a wide smile.
With a little too many teeth.
They studied my face like I was already theirs, drinking in every inch of me.
Freddie said I had to find a weakness in their expression and use it to my advantage.
If I could find the prick of a genuine smile, I could become their favorite.
“Hi!” I said. My caffeine intake was starting to take effect.
I didn't realize I was bouncing up and down until I caught myself.
Red’s smile stretched wider.
Maybe they liked my eagerness.
“My name is Misa.” I introduced myself, staying casual, keeping my arms by my sides. “I'm twenty one years old–”
I choked on my next words when Red spoke up. “Impress us, Misa,” Her voice was a smooth, almost seductive rasp, and I felt myself fall into it, enveloped in sugar that was too sweet, and yet I couldn't stop myself. She folded her arms across her chest, her gaze challenging me to do something different. To make her want me.
“Show us something we have never seen before.” She stood up, cat-like eyes narrowing, “Show us how desperate you are to join this prestigious class.”
I nodded, and began.
I had planned a whole monologue, practised it over and over again, forcing Freddie to judge me with a none biassed opinion.
I was three lines in, when Red started laughing.
“Stop.”
I did, my cheeks heating up, and she started clapping.
“Sweetie, oh, stop, you're adorable!” She said, her lips curving into a cruel smirk.
She leaned forward, like I was something that entertained her, jostling her heeled foot. “We don't take amateurs. I think you need to go back to school.”
This woman was definitely a psychopath.
Empty eyes sparkling with a gleam that definitely enjoyed humiliating candidates, and a twisted smile that was a little too wide. Red made me want to crawl into the ground. She made me want to turn around, leave the room, and quit my dream. I was aware of my own fury, my embarrassment turning my cheeks crimson. I matched her.
Maybe that's what she wanted all along. To wear the color of her victims.
Taking a shaky step back, I started to nod, started to agree, my mouth choking with the words, “You're right. I'm sorry for wasting your time.” I had never received proper constructive criticism from a professional standpoint. Which meant I really did suck. But I didn't move. I didn't want to move, and Red continued laughing, her companions sitting in silence.
The man rolled his eyes with a loud, exaggerated sigh.
Like I was boring.
The older woman pulled out her phone.
“Misa, you are…cute.” Red said. “But you're not quite what we are looking for.”
I wasn't sure I could admit it right there, but she made me feel things.
Like I was ignited.
Like I was going to prove this crazy bitch wrong.
I found my voice, strong and confident, despite my hammering heart.
“Give me another chance.”
Red’s lips curled. “So cute, Misa. Oh, sugar bear, It would be better if you left the room. Unless you want to embarrass yourself further! In that case, be my guest!”
She turned her attention to her nails, nudging the guy.
“Dinner?” She hummed. “I'm thinking of Italian. You are quite the wine connoisseur, Nicholas. Why don't you introduce me to your favorite?”
“Hey.” I blurted.
They ignored me, getting a little too close.
I don't know why I continued, reading my lines, screaming them, so I would be heard. I read them perfectly, and tweaking the genre from drama to romance, and then to horror. I became three different characters, a high school girl struggling with cancer, a final girl, and a woman going through a divorce.
I was fucking perfect.
But they weren't listening to me, caught up in their own conversation.
I tried again.
And again.
And again.
By now, I was on my knees, my fingers ripping into my hair. I was seeing red.
“We want originality, Misa,” Red said, sucking her teeth.
Her voice crawling into my skull was enough.
She still wanted me.
The thought polluted the back of my mind, taking a strangling hold. She still wanted me. When I lifted my head, Red wasn't looking at me, her gaze on the table grains. “Show us something new.”
I got to my feet, panting, my breath in my throat.
I became a screaming, strangled mess, a woman who lost her baby.
Red’s interest was piqued. Only slightly. Through my fraying vision, she slowly turned in her chair. “Again.” She clapped her hands, “Come on, Misa! We want new! We want never been fucking done before! Are you deaf?”
I couldn't stop the sobs escaping my mouth.
They lost interest again, right in the middle of my reading.
“Why can't you look at me?” I found myself spluttering.
When the man pulled out a bottle of water, I pulled off my heel and lobbed it at his face.
“Look at me!”
He did. Slowly. His gaze found me, for perhaps the first time.
Not as an amateur, but as a potential candidate.
Around the twentieth attempt, I started to laugh. Never been done before? I could feel my fingernails already in my scalp, clawing chunks of my hair out.
Reality contorted, and I felt myself drop to my knees. I was still laughing, spluttering, sobbing. I could still hear her in my head. Never Been Done Before. I started slowly, dragging my fingernails down my face until I felt the harsh sting.
“Again.” Red said, and her voice led me to stare down at my hands, at pinkish flesh glued to my bones, fleshy mounds.
So easy to tear. I didn't even feel it.
Only the sudden, unbridled euphoria of biting into my own skin, locking in my jaw, and ripping into myself.
When I tore it from the bone, warmth filled my mouth, and I was choking, guzzling down my own flesh, mulling it in my mouth and swallowing.
I can't remember how I got so deep, and why I didn't stop.
Why I didn't fucking scream.
But it didn't matter.
Red was standing up. She was clapping, her lips spread into a grin.
Her applause filled me with stars.
So, I ripped my hair from my scalp, a hysterical giggle escaping my lips.
She loved me.
I could see her jumping up and down, clapping.
Louder, and louder.
Her applause controlled me, twisting and contorting me into hers.
I didn't even think. I wanted to impress her, and doing this was doing just that.
My fingers were delving into my right eye socket, clawing my eye out. It didn't even hurt. Not with her thundering applause that was deafening, beautiful, an orchestra in my ears.
When I was semi conscious, my eye was crushed in my hand, but my vision was still mine, almost too clear. I could see streaks of red blurred between my lashes. My hair was caught between my fingers. But I wanted to do more.
When I stumbled to my feet, Red’s smile was so beautiful.
The man, however, looked horrified.
“Someone bring in the one of the successes,” Red’s voice was a shrill giggle, “Bring him in!” she clapped her hands together, and I spat out a fleshy thing. “I want to see them together! I want to see the future in front of us!”
Footsteps coming towards me in slow, shuddery thumps. I looked up, and a shadow was dancing around me.
When I slowly rose to my feet, I half realized I’d bitten my toe off. The shadow had a face, a boy who was younger than me. I think he used to have hair, but half of it was gone, half of it was still stuck between his fists. When I found his eyes, I found twin caverns instead.
Eyes that were still physically there, and yet there was no life.
No spark.
I was staring at a dead body, a flesh puppet who had lost his strings.
When he grabbed my hands, pulling me into a waltz, I caught a smear of scarlet trickling down the back of his neck. When I followed it upwards, his head was covered, slick, dripping with red.
Like me, he matched her too.
And he was beautiful, she told me, her push, her thunderous applause, guiding me into a waltz.
His feet moved, perfecting every step, and my foggy mind couldn't understand why. He matched my every move, the two of us floating across the floor.
My feet knew the steps before my mind.
How could he dance? I thought, dizzily.
How could he dance, when smeared scarlet followed his twisting, and turning and pirouetting feet?
Because underneath that swimming clinical light, the back of the boy’s head had been carved away, a perfectly sculpted cavern where his brain should have been. I could see the severed stem, where it had cleanly plucked out.
His fingers cradled in mine were wet. Swimming in blood.
His own blood.
Spinning round and around, I imagined myself as a princess.
I saw an 18th century ballroom lit up around us. Glittering smiles and glasses of champagne, long, flowing ball gowns.
I blinked, and my head was tipped back, gliding in blood once again.
When he pulled me to his chest, I stumbled, and a name came to light.
Luke.
I had found him.
Our finishing spin left me hard to breathe.
My body was broken, ripped into, and yet somehow not.
By the time we were finished, the two of us bowing, my mind was full of fog.
Cotton candy.
“Congratulations!” Red’s smile was inhuman, stretching right off of her face.
“You're in the S class!”
I was led through a door that wasn't the one I entered from. Inside the room were a dozen or so students, kneeling on the floor. They were missing parts of themselves, like unfinished puzzle pieces.
I dropped onto my knees next to a girl without a head. I could only see her torso, but I knew she was smiling.
Looming over us, was the goddess Athena drenched in blood that was still wet.
Dripping, pooling from every crevice of her dress.
Looking closer, this statue was moving.
Something sickly crept into my mouth.
Her right eye was human, a twitching eyeball sandwiched inside the stone.
It didn't match her. It was wrong, horrifying, like a painting, a real human eye struggling to focus on us.
And then, my own gaze found the statues head, where a real human brain had been forced inside perfect white, pink, greyish mush dripping down the sculpted, slender neck.
I could see where it had been pushed, pulverised through the stone.
The statue’s singular eye found me.
Its dancing pupil jumped up and down.
Before it blinked.
Next to me, Luke was on his knees, as if in prayer.
I can't remember leaving the room.
I just remember running.
Back down the stairs, stumbling, staggering over myself.
I was screaming by the time I reached the doors.
They opened, as usual.
But I couldn't get through. I tried, but I was slamming into something I couldn't see.
Pepto was still waiting outside. The sky was dark.
When he saw me, he stumbled over, slamming his hands into the glass.
I couldn't even understand myself. I was just fucking screaming.
Pepto held up his phone.
“DID YOU FIND HIM?”
I shook my head.
“No.” I lied.
I can't tell him the truth. I don't even know what it is.
“I can't get out!”
Pepto nodded slowly, typing something and showing me his phone.
I'm getting you both out of there. I think I know how I can get inside.
It's been 3 days, and Pepto is yet to return.
I’ve tried multiple times to cry out for the H word. But it won't let me type it.
Please H me. I need to get out of this place.
Fuck. Get me OUT OF HERE.
Classes start tomorrow.

Ever since the beginning of high-school, my friend dramatically changed in a bad way, it started with her becoming home coming queen and getting popular, she immediately became friends with a someone we can call emmy. This girl is a super bad influence and she started introducing vaping and drugs. She later met this boy, and they broke up and then tried to get back with him, I told her no and i slept over to stop her from doing anything, she ended up talking to him and again and thats when her and emma started getting closer. Anyways ever since she started getting distant she stopped talking to me and my other friend we can call her Avery. Me and Avery were very upset that she was doing drugs and vaping and that she was pretending that we didn’t exist when she was with her popular friends. When we would call her she would be texting someone or talking about Emma or saying how great she is or complaining about her. She stopped texting us in general and the only time she would talk to us it was about her new boyfriend. She continued to be this way and says rude comments to Avery like saying your outfit looks weird or your stupid, and she would tell me insensitive stuff about my dad, (he passed away) she was in general becoming a bad friend. After Emma started to ditch her she texted me and Avery saying “I feel like you guys made me the back-up friend” when she ditched us and we did absolutely nothing we stayed the same. I told her that we feel like the back-up friend and she said the feeling is mutual. When she clearly replaced us, she gave an apology to Avery but not me. She wants to reconnect but we are not sure what to do because she is being extremely rude and wants to be friends right after she replaced us and then she got replaced. what do we do? Please help

I am currently a 29 year old male and single. I've had streaks of my life where I was getting lots of women and not struggling at all. I then entered into 2 serious relationships that lasted about 5 years total (only about 6 months in between them). I am now back on the market and holy shit am I rusty. I have all of the "external" things a girl would want. 6'3, decent enough looking, in good shape, earn $300k/yr, live in a nice spot, have a golden retriever (only saying this so you guys know that every guy struggles, even if you're tall/earning a good income). I am a pretty social person with a good sense of humor as well. On paper, this all sounds great.
In practice, I've had limited success. Hasn't been a complete disaster, but nothing that I'm satisfied with and I want to get better (the girls I've had success are much lower quality than my 2 previous ex gf's). I think the main issue is that I was in a relationship for so long, I learned how to be a good boyfriend and forgot how to be single. I imagine I am coming off as too needy/available but I'm not really sure. Being a good boyfriend is a totally different skill set than attracting a woman that doesn't know you at all.
I remember when I was younger, I bought this course (Bobby Rio I think?) and it actually helped a lot. Having 1 thing to listen to/focus on worked for me, as opposed to going on YouTube where there's thousands of videos saying different things. I think I need to do that again, and rebuild my understanding of psychology around women, how to build lasting attraction, how to text women, not come off as needy etc.. I get out enough with my friend group and am on dating apps, so I don't think meeting women is necessarily the weak point here.
Any suggestions on who I should I look into/books I should read etc?? Not really looking for something that just says "focus on you bro, go to the gym and get rich and women will come bro". Moreso looking for actionable advice on how to engage with women in a way that creates attraction/desire and really provides a framework I can learn and use when I'm out there in the depths of the dating market. Any advice is welcome and thank you in advance!!

I 20F met my friend 19F in Elementary school and have been friends for several years(around nine/ten). When we met we were wonderful friends and always got along with one another. It was just the two of us and we had constant sleepovers along with small playdates. We were considered the weird girls in all of our classes for our quirky behaviors.
When middle school came, we didn't have lunch or classes together, but we continued to keep in contact and consistently had sleepovers despite the lack of in person interactions at school. She met a guy during the first year of middle school, making friends with him. He's a great guy and I don't blame him for anything. He's chill and wouldn't hurt a fly. Upon the second year of middle school, would I get to have lunch with her(due to a transfer).
This would be when I finally got to meet her new friend and we all got along fairly well. I would never complain about the friendship. We all loved talking and messing around with each other. We never had any fights, no one ever felt left out, or anything like that. I had to fight off jerks from bothering them, but between all of us...it was civil.
A few years later, after highschool when we all are getting jobs and making a living for ourselves that's when things started to feel more dull and forced. I was suspicious that those two would get in a relationship and leave me out. To my fear, I got a text the very day I was talking to my older brother about my suspensions. I learned that they started to date through text.
After they got together, she wouldn't go anywhere without him and sleepovers began to get more complicated. Everytime they both came over for our sleepovers I would have a hard time trying to please both of them. Normally I would ask about what they'd like to do or what they wanted to talk about just to make sure we are all included. There were a few times that he and I would have great conversations together since we share a passion for art. She doesn’t do art and doesn't join the conversations because of this. In turn she started to feel left out during these conversations. I do my best to try and include her in the conversations even if it isn't something she's into.
There have been several times we all are playing multiplayer games with one another just for her to get off and go onto her phone. I notice this majority of the time and ask her if everything's okay. Normally she shrugs it off and tells me that she's bored. This is her feeling left out and I only know this since her boyfriend told me after the sleepover. I have a hard time reading people and with me asking is my way of trying to understand another person.
Even after making sure my friends throughout the years know I'm aromantic, I was shocked when he sent me a strange question. After one of the sleepovers, I mostly talked with him since she shut herself out and wasn't responding to me. Figuring she wanted to be left alone, I wasn't going to poke the bear and left her to her phone activities. Because I decided to do this, he asked me through text if I was jealous and had a crush on him? This question took me back, since I've stressed I'm unable to romantically get attached to people. I told him no and that I tried talking to her but she didn't want to talk to me in return. This is why I talked to him more than her.
We all made plans to go out together to the next city to visit a store we all wanted to go to. Upon rolling around, I get a text saying they already went without me and got a few things(attached with a picture). When I got this text, it all hit me and I felt as if our friendship was bound to crash into flames. They ditched out on me not even a week before and made the snarky comment 'since we already went, but we can still go.' I decided I wasn't going to go with them to the event since it was supposed to be the first time with us all. We waited six months for him to turn 18 so he could come with us just for them to go without me.

Hi, I recently broke up with my boyfriend because I discovered he was texting his ex. Just three days ago, I found out he had lived with this same ex for three years, something he only revealed after we had been together for a year.
When I saw her text on his phone, I got really upset and immediately left. Later, I broke up with him. When he asked why, I explained, and he sent me a screenshot of their conversation. It was just casual chatting (talking about the weather, their plans, and so on) while he was with me.
Am I overreacting?

So to Start off me and my girl were heavy drug users, and when we get all tweaked out a mess will get on each other’s nerves and I would always accuse her doing shady shit like cheating or doing stupid stuff on my phone or just being shady and she would always gaslight me saying no you’re just high blah blah blah so me and her just got done doing two years in prison got out a couple days earlier than she did so I got out Monday the 12th and she doesn’t get out till the 24th and I start all over all that good stuff so when I got home, I set up my phone and logging into my account and stuff. I was looking through my Google account and I was looking at the search history and this girl was doing all these fucking spay or spyware things so she could post things without me seeing she was hiding all these apps, she was basically, all these hook up websites talking to a bunch of people lying about it telling me that I’m crazy for fucking thinking that she is and then the day we got out of rehab or the detox program I was already out so I was home and she was out that whole night she didn’t have. She had my phone, but she wasn’t texting me because she wanted to make it seem like she was still in the rehab center, so I find out that this fucking bitch is looking up fake GPS is all this shit fucking trying to hide every single step she did. She deleted all the fucking location history from that night all this shit and then when she got back the night she’s like oh some dude drove me home and I was in rehab with you knew you and my my friend Eric and my we don’t even know this dude and then I got the phone back because she sold my phone to him for some reason he gave his phone on his phone. It’s all about fucking hooking up like not gigolo shit basically like I very positive she was hooking up with the dude to get high or something the points towards shady different times throughout her entire relationship and then she lies to me and then like oh yeah we’re fine. I love you blah blah blah, but then I find out behind my back she’s on some really grimy shit up there seem like she likes me at all. Seems like she’s fucking ashamed of me backwards like she likes like confessions and then like everything that I’m basically a big deal about shady shit like how to fix my relationship bedroom like our sex life is terrible. We fuck all this fucking time and she never tells me there’s anything wrong but my level is so low now she’s literally ruined self-esteem. Everything I feel like I’m fucking ugly no good for nothing fucking weird ass dude can barely even talk and I was drilled into a young age that I was gonna be nothing and I was just piece of shit fuck got my confidence back when I was a teenager and I met her and she fucking destroyed it. I hate my life. I literally don’t know in person in the world so annoyed with me because I don’t trust anybody all this fault. I don’t know this video photos and I got a tattoo on my pelvis on my hip and there’s a video sucking dick but she’s holding the camera and she’s like while she’s doing it that lines up impossible fucking it has tattoos on it and my right hand does my left hand does and also he does not have the tattoo that I have on my right side where it is tell me the camera flips when you do selfies like that she just fucking lies but everything dude I can’t deal with it no more I just wanna know what I should do cause I really don’t wanna fucking relapsing because whenever I get upset and I can’t especially with self-esteem like my personal happiness I go back to drugs. That’s the only thing I can make me happy and I gave it up to be with her because I thought we love each other. I wanted to settle down. I wanna have kids and all that stuff and she said that she keep saying that it doesn’t match what she does and so unfair that somebody would fucking lead you like that, that’s my biggest issue with this. She can’t even have the respect of me boyfriend or whatever to fucking tell me what it is and how it is and maybe we could just not be together but she has to fucking keep me on her fucking leash and just fuck my life up, she wants to complain that her fucking life is so shitty and she’s so lonely and all that shit but I try to be there. I’m literally there all the time. She just clearly doesn’t fuck with me. It is what it is. Let me know what you guys think. I know I didn’t go into a lot of detail, but you guys should get the gist of it but what I said.

Has anyone experienced Marriott customer service combining their account with someone else's either by mistake or fraudulently? I tried logging into my account this week only to find the message above. When I called customer service, they said someone had called customer service to combine my account with their account using the same name but different email and mailing addresses. The agent created a case number and transferred me to the fraud department. The fraud agent told me that it could take a month to straighten things out, but that they would try to expedite the case. When I asked why the original customer service agent who combined the accounts didn't send an authentication text or something similar to confirm it was me since I have two factor authentication on my account, she didn't really have a response. Both agents I spoke with said that the accounts shouldn't have been combined without authentication. Now I'm wondering if my account will be reversed to the balance I had prior to this happening, and what will have happened to my existing reservations. I also have no way of making reservations until the issue is resolved.

Her post: https://www.reddit.com/relationship_advice/s/ooTwyFNwWk She only showed me this a few days ago, but for the past couple of weeks my now ex gf has been curating the truth to extract as much validation as she can from this situation, and has prevented me from commenting or sharing my side.
She admits that I actually said - that I bought a house with us in mind. I did say that. When i first met her, I was moving away to LA. I had already lived in a home that was paid off for 12 years, but when i met her; i decided that maybe it's best and continue to build a life here, and should things work out, we could figure out a future together.
I had been looking at the market and one day, an amazing house came on the block, for 300k less than it was a months ago. I pounced and went to see it. That night i told her i saw a place, i even sent her the photos and said, i'm going to place an offer, which i did.
She seemed to love the place and see how much of an upgrade it would be from my current place - this is a 2M house, with 4 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, 2 living rooms and most importantly, a garage as my cars kept getting stolen since i didn't have one at my current place.
There was never mention of us moving in together right away, at the time we were together for 6 months, wayyyy too soon. We weren't even saying "i love you yet" - and i did say that once actually, and she just didn't return it anyways.
That being said, since we spend 95%% of our time sleeping at my place when we see each other once a week, figure this would be good for us, and when it is time, we could move in together there and go from there.
She loved the place, from what she said, this was supposed to be a positive.
Now let's rewind though.
3 months into the relationship, she asked to borrow 4000$. I was not comfortable with it, but as usual, she made herself seem so much in need, that I couldn't say no and just break up with her there, but now I realize i should have. She guilted me sayinf that couples have to work together and be there for each other and all that jazz.
The fact is, within those first 3 months, i had brought her to LA while i had to be there on business and the total cost of the week that she was there was around 3K. Then, over xmas, we went to another city, another 2-3K, as well as a punta cana vacation for 7K. So after all that is when she decided to ask me, and you don't need to be a genius to realize thst she chose me because clearly, she pinned me as having the money to.
Had this been my wife or long term gf, this wouldn't of been an issue, but 3 months in - this was a big flag and i talked to her about it. As usual, and as a pattern throughout this relationship, she would get extremely angry, lose her cool and make me feel bad for "questioning her character".
So, fast forward to me actually moving into this house over a 3 week period. She helped none whatsoever, never offered and my own family, friends, and people who were working at the house asked me about it apl the time. Oh she has school, oh she texts me though and so on. Completely MIA until of course friday or saturday night where she wanted to go for dinners or go to shows - that we did, of course.
One day, once her exams had tailed down and she told me she was waking up early to write a photo, i saw that she posted a sunshine kissed selfie saying: yoga! Meal prep! Coffee! Sunshine!
And i wrote her privately: " you know, i feel you could have at least offered to help in some way today". Again, she loses it, tells me : " you know you don't have to tell me something just because it bothers you" and then eventually she says, and i will never forget this ever : " don't you think you're expecting a little much of me for 7/8 months of dating"?
I was shocked. For some reason, pressuring your bf for a 4000$ loan 3 months in, but offering help in any way over a 3 week period is too much.
I called it off, decided i don't need her and this relationship wouldn't work with this set of values we don't share.
A couple of days later, after trying whatever she could to flip this whole fight on me, constantly chaging the goal post as a pattern i had identified and made her aware of repeatedly over those 7/8 months, she eventually showed up unannounced, apologizing profusely, and apparently seeming to genuinely recognize that it wasn't right, and she could have offered.
I took some of the responsibility once she did, and said that maybe, i could have been more direct as to when and how.
We resolved, we started to laugh again, this was a fight that we would "learn from" we both said.
Well, last week we disagreed for another simple issue, and she blew up as she does, yelling, calling my life chaotic, calling me eveything she can think of, and then says she resents me for wanting her to help with the house when she had exams!
Basically she took back the apology fully and stormed out of the house, i did not chase her. I did not text her, and i did not want to negotiate at all anymore.
The next morning she said she acted like that because i told her she was fucked. Tbh, i don't remember saying that, but i probably did as she was having a massive blow up.
I apologized for saying that she is fucked because afterall, whatever i do is in my control and tried my very best to get her to see that blowing up like that, is her behavior to be accountable for.
That's when she shared the original thread... again - no words, shocked that for a couple of weeks in the background she had been farming all these comments about me, sharing our personal stuff and curating it in a way to make herself look like, you guessed it, a "victim" whose boyfriend "bought her a house"?
We met off hinge. She asked to borrow 3K from me 3 months in, and I told her since then that it just didn't look good at all, and I'd hate to have something like that i couldn't even share with my friends / family.
The facts are that she only shared as the relationship went on:

• she is over 40k in debt
• Got fired from her nursing job because the educator had it in for her
• Missed out on receiving funding from the school because of their online portal
• Wasn't able to apply to graduate because the school didn't let her know properly
• Hates her parents even though they gabe her a car, paid for her exams and other failed attempts at schooling in the past
• Told me that her last relationship was "toxic" and she didn't see a future with him but stayed with him for 3 years and when they broke up, he threatened to jump off their building, same building she currently lives in - where 1 bedroom costs more than my previous mortage did for the 12 years that i paid it.

Overall, yes i had reason to play it slow with her. I didn't want her moving in on a technicality, or making me responsible for all her bills or getting trapped if things didn't work out.
I didn't buy her a house, i bought my house, in cash, paid in full and she was well aware that.
I bought a house because I had settling down in my current city in mind after meeting and had hoped it would work out.
But here she is complaining about if she would have an office in it, for...nursing?
A shoe room? I have 25 pairs of shoes in a closet. The spare bedroom would be for a baby's room, possibily if my future half is comfortable with that. Discussions would be had but i realized that discussions would never be had with her.
She has rage in her mind, a wild sense of entitlement and at present time is currently getting evicted from her apartment, and has no full time job but all the time in the world to make reddit posts for validation.
This problem is solved, she is not going to move in, and i am accountable for my house and hope she becomes accountable for "her house".
I welcome any comments / questions but i know I was dealing with a highly problematic person who will never truly realize her ways.

I know a lot of you have been keeping up with my journey so I wanted to be super transparent about it.
1) Chris the healer is difficult to work with, as most of us know. I was planning on buying more GcMAF but this time through him rather than the vendor that he recommended when I first purchased. Long story short, he never sent it and said he had a lot of orders under my email and wanted to speak on the phone. After some back and forth of us not reaching each other, I just told him to forget it. The guy really needs an assistant or two. So I haven’t purchased any since the first time so I am still at 2 vials.
2) I had, what I thought was, a bad outbreak that just wouldn’t go away so after a week I went to get it checked out and when I went to the gynecologist, she said it didn’t look like HSV. She explained that it would look way different than what I had. But this is how they’ve always looked/felt but this one just wouldn’t go away. She asked me how I knew I had HSV and I told her that the Dr that diagnosed me did a swab and blood test. The culture/swab came back negative but the blood test showed antibodies. She said that doesn’t matter (as most of us know, it’s the bodies natural reaction when we come into contact with HSV) and if the culture/swab said negative, I was most likely negative. So I asked her to swab/culture again. I just got those results and it’s negative.
I’m not sure what’s going on here. That’s 2 culture swab tests that both came back negative on what I thought were HSV outbreaks. I don’t get them often, when I do it’s very minimal, always in the same spot and gone after a couple of days. Could it be possible that I was never positive in the first place?
I’m just so confused and don’t want to get excited or grateful because I don’t trust the medical industry. My last 2 boyfriends I was was sexually active with never contracted it and I didn’t take antivirals so now I’m really wondering if it could be that I’ve mistaken these for outbreaks and just assumed that the first dr was right in her diagnosis.
This last, what I thought was an outbreak, my dr said was irritation from scented laundry soap. And sure enough, as soon as I switched to free and clear, it went away.
I know the only real way to know is western blot so that’s definitely the next step.
This could also be the answers to my many many many prayers. I’m not sure.
Should I do Western blot or nagalase testing?

Hello Reddit, my English is not the best so if there are some mistakes I apologize.
I (29F) met my boyfriend (31M) 4 years ago and started dating him 2 years ago. Before that, he was with his beautiful wife for 9 years (we met a year after her passing). She was his first everything and he is my first everything (I’ve always been the little chubby one of my group so let’s just say that I never had any men interested).
Unfortunately, I’m in a position where I really don’t think I can continue this relationship for 3 reasons:

1. He told me he doesn’t compare the two relationships and I try to do so (I know comparison is the thief of joy) but I genuinely don’t get how and why he could want to be with me. Is he using me? Maybe. Am I just a placeholder? Probably. I don’t talk about those insecurities with him because he never did anything but be a good partner. I know these are my own issues to deal with and I certainly don’t want to bother him with those. 2. He is so out of my league. Listen, I know physical attractiveness is not everything but there are some limits. To give you an idea, she was the typical blond hair, model body, blue eyes and what not. He is tall, blond and in shape. They looked like Barbie and ken. I’m 5’2 and a little chubby (150 lbs) I have glasses and a small French accent when I speak English (I sometimes look like an idiot). We also have opposite personalities. She was an extrovert, lots of friends and was in general very “popular”. She reminds me of myself when I speak French (language barrier is crazy). I also LOVE being ALONE. My career is in research so I guess you can call me a lab rat. Anyway all of this to say that this relationship doesn’t make sens. Yes we have the same humor and are always having fun but I just know I’m a downgrade. Like how disappointing is that. I know his wife and him were in a group of friends together (he still talks to them frequently) and it’s just a lot of things I can’t relate to. 3. I feel really guilty for his wife. He tells me a lot about her and she’s the type of person I admire and wish I was more. She deserved the world and I feel like it’s unfair that I get to have those things. Maybe I’m just crazy but even if marriage is a subject my bf talked about with me, it’s not something I could go through. In my eyes, she is his wife (I always refer her as such when talking about her). He talked about how he would love to have kids but I just cannot do it. Again, maybe it’s the guilt but I just feel like she’s the one who should be in my place. 

Anyway I know it’s a lot of text haha I apologize. He is the one who made me believe in love. I’m not jealous of his wife. She was her own person and I find her really cool. I just wish I could experience the type of love they had. With him, I know he loves me but i don’t know, maybe I’m just better alone in my laboratory lol. I don’t want to be his one and only (weird and corny). If someone is or was in the same position, your opinion is really appreciated. Wherever you are, I hope your day is going well :)
TLDR; I don’t know if I should continue this relationship considering the fact that I constantly feel like I will never be what he really wants.

My ex and I had a very messy 1 year relationship. He was incredibly narcissistic and toxic, he made me distance myself from my family and was very selfish. He also cheated on me many times with his ex. He was also a relationship hopper who did not love himself and did not know how to be alone. I tried to help him many times and took him to therapy but he just did not want help.
Despite all of this, he helped me understand my depression and he made good music that really helped me heal.
The last time he cheated on me was with someone much younger who he met on tinder. I left and never looked back. I blocked him on everything and despite doing this before, we could never keep no contact. But this time I was determined to do so. It was incredibly hard because I cared so deeply for this person and it hurt knowing he was with someone else. They moved in together after 2 weeks and this is when I cut ties.
It took me a good 8 months to forget he existed.
3 years later.. out of the blue, I get an email from him asking if we could speak. I didn’t really want to as I know how manipulative he can be and my friends all told me no, but something in my heart was telling me this was different.
I was SHOCKED he reached out because he has an ego the size of Texas and so I never expected him to contact me.
Something seemed so off.. He called me crying (something he never did) and he apologized for everything he put me through and tells me that I was the only person who truly accepted him for who he was and his deepest regret was treating me the way he did blah blah I didn’t take too much of it to heart as I know how manipulative he can be.
Regardless, I told him I forgave him a long time ago as I truly don’t hold space in my heart for hate or resentment and that I just hope he is now being a better person to others.
We planned to meet face to face a couple of days later.
The day came and he never showed, I texted him but he never replied. I got a call that same day from him at stupid o’clock but I was so mad that he stood me up, so I didn’t answer. I couldn’t believe I was made a fool once again and I fell for his antics.
Well, little did I know that he passed away that night. His pain and regret for the things he did was too much for him to face.
As I spent the next couple of years grieving him, I learned that I actually loved and cared for him more than I thought I did and so did he. At his funeral, I had the chance to speak to his mother who always supported us and who also tried to help him to change. She told me that they did have to go through all of his things with the police, including his phone and computers. I was shocked to hear about how many songs, poems and messages expressing his love and regret. I never thought he actually cared about me at all.
This taught me that you should never underestimate the hole your absence will leave in someone’s life. However, you must give them space to miss you. Sadly, men only learn value via losing.
On the other side, protect your peace, guard your heart and forgive yourself. Apologize to them if you need to, cry if you need to and let it go.
His family kindly allowed his demos to be uploaded onto Spotify for me and his friends to listen to.
If you’re ever wondering if he misses you, of course he does but people miss people dead or alive, it’s nothing new.
Whoever you meet, always try to leave them better than how you found them - and I don’t mean baby them or try and change them - what I mean is, SHOW them, using your actions, how people SHOULD be. No matter how bad of a person they are, always be kind, always be patient, always forgive (but you don’t need to forget) - you may ask why, as some people really don’t deserve it, but please understand that you might be the closest thing to love someone will ever experience.
I hope this made sense ❤️

My boyfriend(49), me (35), of almost ten years as decided he needs "space". With no warning or anything. Last week he texted me last week saying he wanted "space" and since then I haven't heard from him. He won't give me a straight answer. Now I feel like everything is my fault. I am wondering if I should just write him off or wait? I'm use to being told I'm unlovable and will always be alone, even from my own family. He was really the only one I had to talk to as I only have one friend who really can't mentally support me. I don't know what to do as he was my first real relationship. I feel like being so open minded and allowing him to explore his sexuality has been my downfall. I feel like a fool and such and idiot. I'm wondering should I try dating apps? Just to talk to someone....

I'm a 20 F friends wt another 20 F for the past 10ish years. As children, we were best friends but honestly she had lots of best friends and she was my only one so that dynamic was always a bit one sided as far as levels of appreciation. There was always another friend getting her attention more or she preferred more although she assured me I was her best friend (not that I asked more so always saying I was) and I've always felt like her backup bestie and occasionally her primary. We have the most in common and now as adults she always talks about how close we are by sending reels that go along the lines of being soulmates or being like sisters. So as far as verbally, the situation is fine. Howeverrrr, it's what she's not saying that worries me. I notice she likes alot of posts or reels that contradict my lifestyle. For example posts about not getting married early (where she even commented how stupid it was knowing i married early and she told me the words "if he's willing to make a commitment you should go for it") or ones basically saying spiritual people were delusional (and we talk about spirituality all the time). So it feels like she's hating from a place she thinks I wouldn't see. Further, I'm always the one who has to volunteer to drive or she won't make an effort to hangout unless I have... substances to convince her to drive for (we live an hour away). She also scoffs at the ideas ive had of opening a business or going to college bc she's kind of negative and believes it's worthless. Again she usually never says anything directly it's her reaction to what I'm saying more so (and saying she thought college was worthless as well once). Even when I was leaving the state for an undisclosed amount of time she told me she'd rather see her boyfriend that day whom she hangs out with weekly and hadn't seen me in weeks before I left (which ended up being a year long). Also, the only friends she does put in effort to see are really bad people who have done awful things and she knows that but hangs with them alot cuz they have substances. She doesn't have an addiction but an addictive personality Cue to 3 days ago suddenly her profile says "Instagram user" so I assumed her profile had been removed (she posts alot of negative comments that get her suspended often usually about men). Texted her to no response through my new number, called, then texted again a day later and finally got a "who's this" (didn't even read what I'd sent asking if she was banned), then continued a dry convo that ended with "oops sorry wrong person" n no other response to my previous message. Again: she has never voiced a problem with me and on all levels our daily interactions are chill. Just sending memes and occasionally ranting to each other or just talking ab things. It's the details besides the daily interactions that worry me. The negativity, the shading, the putting everyone else over me unless there's substances involved. It seems like she's not really my friend but doesn't wanna stop talking to me either. (Worth noting we were the weirdos as kids who everyone thought were witches n now she won't even post me but will post her other friends n even showed off to me in messages her friend with 50k followers: the only friend she's ever shown me... (which felt really shallow).

I’ve applied to this local grocery store 5 times. I just applied last week making it my 6th. I honestly lost track tbh. I live 5 mins away driving distance wise, i have FULL availability which makes me pissed because the job doesn’t know about it as they didn’t make that a question in their stupid application. I will work ANY hours, I’ll be available IMMEDIATELY. It’s not even that hard but these managers are doing too fking much. So extra. Just hire me my god. I have experience tooo and I didn’t earn it for nothing😤😒i just shopped at the store yesterday and one of the employees I know personally saw me and asked if I spoke to the manager cuz they been wanting to get me in. She told me they need more people, it’s funny because I could see that. I saw barely any employees except for 3-5 people. She asked if I called the hiring the manger? I told her I did, I wanted to say I got rejected but I didn’t want as I was still pretty pissed about it. I told her I tried calling but she didn’t pick up and I was given a automated message. Since I got rejected so much I don’t think any efforts and would suffice. I even had people vouching for me to get in, and I was even referred by people there. But they keep rejecting me. My résumé looks absolutely fine because I had it checked by multiple people and just no issues with it.
When I spoke to the customer service about my application, they told me that they don’t check anyone’s application who applies online. They only bother to look at people who were recruited and vouched for. Which is funny because from what I believe, I’m having people inside the store voich for me and I’m still getting rejected. I can’t even talk to the manager because they don’t want to talk to any customers who are asking about working here and applying here. It’s just so peasantry and elitist! if I went up there in person and asked for a application they would tell me to apply online which is fucked up because they just told me the people who submit applications online through the website aren’t bothered to be looked at. 😑
When I called the customer service desk, I asked for the hiring manager, that’s when they told me that essentially my application won’t matter, but I still asked to speak to hiring manager anyways so they gave me their number. I expected to hear from the hiring manager directly and be able to schedule an interview, but I was met with a automated robotic message which pissed me off because why isn’t the hiring manager answering the phone, you know?? This automated message started saying “welcome to the (store name) center!”Before I could even say anything, the automated message answered all of my questions and essentially said if you’re wondering about your application progress, please check the portal and if I am accepted for an interview or rejected I will be told through email. They will not call me or text me so all I had to do is wait for a email. Annddd I I got Rejected.

A little backstory
About 4 years ago i met him. He had transferred schools and we hit it off. We played fortnite together all the time on facetime and just got along. He had sent me a text at the end of the year saying: “Thank you again for the wonderful school year, you were my first friend here”. I replied 6 months later saying how i didnt see it and only saw it because i was going trough old texts. (The message before it he had mentioned he was sorry i had lost my dog which was the reason i didnt reply because it was really recently and i couldn’t handle replying) The next year we only had one class together so we didnt talk as much but in class just a “hi” and then we would talk a little. After that year we didnt really speak anymore. We both didnt have any of the same classes and we never really met in the hallways and if we did we just smiled.
This week after about 2 years of no talk whatsoever he sent me a chat on snapchat (a coincidence because i had looked at his profile only a few days ago and i couldnt see his snap score which means he probably didnt have me added anymore) then the following conversation was held
(He is x and im y) X: hey how have you been (Random conversation) X: “sents snap of him” Y: your hair is longer i like it X: thanks Y: “sent snap of me” X: still pretty Y: your hair? X: no you dummy Y: oh ty ☺️ still? X: wdym still? I never found you ugly Y: oh haha X: is that not allowed Y: oh no ofc it is X: do you have a boyfriend or ex? Y: nope X: oh. Fit check? Y: “sents snap of outfit” noting special X: quite cute Y: ty ☺️ your turn X: that sounds kinky “sends snap of his outfit” Y: sorry didnt mean it to X: i didnt mind it Y: oh haha X: so whats your type? Y: oh i dont really have one they just have to be nice X: oh so me? “In the snap he was laying with his face in a massage table” Y: haha what are you laying on (smootly ignored his question) X: a massage table Y: oh haha i thought something like that X: oh why you wanna give me a massage? Y: uhm nty X: because? Y: thats weird
And now we just send snaps back and forth without any texts in them. What does this all mean? Im so confused and i dont know what to do? I need help

A little backstory
About 4 years ago i met him. He had transferred schools and we hit it off. We played fortnite together all the time on facetime and just got along. He had sent me a text at the end of the year saying: “Thank you again for the wonderful school year, you were my first friend here”. I replied 6 months later saying how i didnt see it and only saw it because i was going trough old texts. (The message before it he had mentioned he was sorry i had lost my dog which was the reason i didnt reply because it was really recently and i couldn’t handle replying) The next year we only had one class together so we didnt talk as much but in class just a “hi” and then we would talk a little. After that year we didnt really speak anymore. We both didnt have any of the same classes and we never really met in the hallways and if we did we just smiled.
This week after about 2 years of no talk whatsoever he sent me a chat on snapchat (a coincidence because i had looked at his profile only a few days ago and i couldnt see his snap score which means he probably didnt have me added anymore) then the following conversation was held
(He is x and im y) X: hey how have you been (Random conversation) X: “sents snap of him” Y: your hair is longer i like it X: thanks Y: “sent snap of me” X: still pretty Y: your hair? X: no you dummy Y: oh ty ☺️ still? X: wdym still? I never found you ugly Y: oh haha X: is that not allowed Y: oh no ofc it is X: do you have a boyfriend or ex? Y: nope X: oh. Fit check? Y: “sents snap of outfit” noting special X: quite cute Y: ty ☺️ your turn X: that sounds kinky “sends snap of his outfit” Y: sorry didnt mean it to X: i didnt mind it Y: oh haha X: so whats your type? Y: oh i dont really have one they just have to be nice X: oh so me? “In the snap he was laying with his face in a massage table” Y: haha what are you laying on (smootly ignored his question) X: a massage table Y: oh haha i thought something like that X: oh why you wanna give me a massage? Y: uhm nty X: because? Y: thats weird
And now we just send snaps back and forth without any texts in them. What does this all mean? Im so confused and i dont know what to do? I need help

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Hi, I’m 18F and my ex- bestfriend is 19F(let’s call her Bridget). During the year 2022 to February of 2023, Bridget of I were the bestest of friends. One day out of the blue, a girl came up to me and explained how Bridget has been saying that my boyfriend, who I had just started dating, and her had more in common and they clicked. I had heard earlier from a friend ,that my boyfriend was talking about some girl and it was one of my friends but Bridget had convinced me it was a friend Nella. I was going to cut her off that day and confront her but when I heard this news from the girl, I knew in my heart that Bridget was the one talking to my boyfriend. I comforted her about it that day, and she told me she was, all in all, too scared to tell me. I could understand that but what I couldn’t understand was the dragging in of Nella into this situation as a scapegoat essentially. I cut her off but eventually later down the line ,we became cordial again.
Fast forward to May 2024, and I get text message from Bridget. My gut ultimately knew something was wrong. She told me she had heard that I was discussing the situation that happened in 2023. I did not deny this but instead asked her was I not supposed to. She then said and admitted that it made her look like a bad person and that I was going behind her back to turn people against her. This was not true. I had only told a couple of close friends and this was because I was growing close to them and I wanted them to know exactly what happened between me and her. I did and have not shown any of the screenshots or messages that are occurred during the time because in my opinion, there’s no need to open up old wounds.
Bridget got extremely angry and and told me to keep her name out of my mouth . When I told her that this was simply not possible because I was involved in the situation too and had every right to be able to tell it and to tell my story, she got even more angry. At first, at the beginning of the conversation she was calm but you could tell that she was beginning to get more and more frustrated and then she was started to harass me and added me to a group chat where I got called racial slur before I left, I quickly blocked her. I told my mother about the situation and my mother also advised me to seek legal advice or counsel but I didn’t want to cause drama or overdramatised what it happened because in reality I didn’t think it was that serious.
Am I the asshole for being honest with her and telling her that in reality I would never stop talking about the situation because I was involved in it too? Should I have just told her that I would never talk about it again knowing that this was a promise I couldn’t keep?

Hi Reddit. This is my first ever post and a throwaway because I don't want this to get back to her. I don't even know really where to start. I should give some context, so here goes nothing. My sister, we'll call her Gabby, has only ever had one boyfriend her entire life. She met her boyfriend, we'll call him Marvin, in high school. They've been together ever since and eventually got married. When Marvin stepped into the picture, Gabby started acting differently towards her friends and family. She stopped hanging out with her friends and became snappy with the family. I figured this was typical teenage behavior. Over the years, her and my relationship grew distant, as I never really thought Marvin was a good fit for her as he made her mean and isolated her from the things she once loved (she stopped hanging out with her friend group she was once constantly hanging out with, started making mean comments and jokes directed towards me even though we were once close, etc). Anyways, fast forward to a year after they're married. They're trying for a baby, but they are still living with family. Despite living with family, they refuse to disclose any personal life details with the family. Weird, but okay, you're an adult. They ended up buying an old house that needs to be completely renovated without telling anyone that they were even thinking about buying a house. Anyways, they have their child, and they wanted everyone to get shots before meeting their child. We all complied. We asked to hold their child and they refused, which I respected. They said that we would be able to hold their child when she was a bit older. She is now more than a few months old and they still refuse to let anyone hold her. Whatever, they're allowed to parent the way they want to parent. This story is so complex and forever ongoing that I don't even know where to begin with it. There have been multiple instances where the slightest thing anyone in my family does sets Gabby off. For instance, there was a piece of furniture that my mom let me use that was just in their basement being unused that once belonged to Gabby. This upset Gabby so much that she, an adult in her 20's actively trying for a baby, rolled around the floor screaming and ripping out her hair. I had to restrain her from harming herself over this. When I asked why this escalated to the point it did, I was told that it was truly only over the furniture, nothing else. There are many other instances like this which only started when Gabby met Marvin.
Since Gabby and Marvin married, Gabby's relationship with our mom has significantly deteriorated. Their relationship had been strong up until that point, so this came as a shock. It has been really hard on our mom. Gabby will call/text our dad, but ignore the calls/texts from our mom. So we know that this action is deliberate. For context, there's nothing that ever happened between the two of them that would have sparked this behavior. No big fight, no major viewpoint differences, nothing. However, Marvin has always had a rough relationship with his mother.
Anyways, The biggest thing that happened recently that led me to write this post revolves around a mothers day. Last year, Gabby did not acknowledge mothers day at all. She didn't call/text/send flowers/ do anything for our mom. Radio silence. This year, Gabby is a mother. My mom gave Gabby a very nice mothers day gift, which she did not thank her for, and Gabby only acknowledged the date by sending a group text message. I don't want to go too far into detail to keep my identity hidden, but this really upset my mother.
I did not say happy mothers day to Gabby, but this was not an intentional act of malice. I worked 12 hours that day and really only thought mothers day was for your own mother. I guess some people acknowledge all of the mothers in their life, but I only acknowledged my own mother. This really upset Gabby and when I tried to explain my view, she didn’t want any of it. I apologized, but the call ended with feelings still heightened. She has since stopped returning my calls/texts/DMs. It's been almost a week since this happened.
I recently found out that Marvin and Gabby had stopped communication completely with Martin's side of the family. This was seemingly also an unwarranted decision on their part - a family member got so worried that they weren't returning calls/texts that they drove out to see them and check on them (mind you, they live hours away) just to find out that the lack of communication was intentional and that they were no longer speaking to their family.
It seems like every time I see Gabby/Marvin, something that I do sets them off. They always have a reason to be upset with me. When I try to explain my actions, they don't want to come to a resolution and see eye to eye, they just want me to apologize and admit that i'm wrong - even when I don't feel like what I did was wrong. I feel like i'm always apologizing for things that I don't need to be apologizing for and that they dictate everything in the mess of a relationship we do have. I am all for setting boundaries, but she won't communicate her boundaries and then blow up on you when you violate them.
There's so much more to this story I could literally go on and on.
Essentially, I fear that Marvin is painting Gabby's family and friends in a way that makes her want to cut us all off. Gabby doesn't have any friends outside of her husband besides a few people she sees at religious events. Gabby doesn't talk to my mom, and now isn't talking to me. I fear that she may be in an abusive relationship due to the fact that ever since Gabby married Marvin (her first and only boyfriend) she has become more and more isolated.
Oh, I forgot to mention that Gabby also is the primary breadwinner and ALSO the primary caregiver to their child.
I don't know what to think of this and I know that this post is scrambled, but I'm all ears to what the people of reddit have to say about this situation. I will try and provide more context if necessary in the comments, but do you think that Gabby is in an abusive relationship and that Marvin is isolating her from the people who love her? Or what do you think is going on?

I’ve never really written a reddit story before so I apologize in advance, I do wanna add that if you find pedophilia or anything like that especially triggering for you please don’t read this.
For context, me (16F) and my boyfriend (16M) are a long distance couple. There’s this girl at his school who I’ll nickname Jenny (16F) for privacy reasons but I only know of Jenny since my boyfriend will occasionally tell me any drama or situations happening at his school. The first instance he mentioned to me (that was relevant to this situation in specific) was that he had to tell Jenny to block a 21 year old man on her snapchat since he was being extremely gross and saying NSFW things to her, knowing she was 16. I personally have been groomed twice in my life and I try my best to educate and help other people from having to go through that same situation. Later he had told me that she had again been talking to a 20 year old man and when he tried to talk to her about potentially being groomed, she sort of brushed him off and asked how he knew so much (which he told her it was because of me). I believe after school she was still texting him about that adult man and he tried to warn her about being groomed again but she said, “i thought it’s not grooming if you like it/if you love him” or something along those lines. I will say I reacted poorly and got extremely mad at this comment, so I told my boyfriend to make a group-chat with me and her to try and knock some sense into her. Initially I was extremely aggressive to her which I apologized for but she essentially gave me excuse after excuse saying things like: “but i like older men, i’m mature for my age, he said he loves me” and things of that nature. I tried my best to educate her and convince her that she will be able to find love, but you won’t find that in a pedophile. She eventually thanked me and we moved on. Later, she told my boyfriend she was planning to go to a concert with a 21 year old she met off of snapchat through his story. He tried to warn her about not going, asking her if she thought it was okay and what about the risks since this man was a stranger. She said she was grown and she can make her own decisions. My boyfriend said that we wouldn’t say anything (since it felt helpless to us) and she just said okay. I don’t know if she ended up going. After this she would text that group-chat just to vent about other personal things (not involving pedophiles) and would beg me for help, so I ended up telling her I did not want to be involved anymore since she only really talked to me to vent and we weren’t necessarily friends so it made me uncomfortable. She said okay and I haven’t personally spoken to her since but my boyfriend did update me that she is talking to the original pedophile that he made her block earlier in this story. So I have no clue what to do. Any ideas would be helpful! But to add I don’t know if telling her parents is an option since I don’t know them.

Hi, I’m 18F and my ex- bestfriend is 19F(let’s call her Bridget). During the year 2022 to February of 2023, Bridget of I were the bestest of friends. One day out of the blue, a girl came up to me and explained how Bridget has been saying that my boyfriend, who I had just started dating, and her had more in common and they clicked. I had heard earlier from a friend ,that my boyfriend was talking about some girl and it was one of my friends but Bridget had convinced me it was a friend Nella. I was going to cut her off that day and confront her but when I heard this news from the girl, I knew in my heart that Bridget was the one talking to my boyfriend. I comforted her about it that day, and she told me she was, all in all, too scared to tell me. I could understand that but what I couldn’t understand was the dragging in of Nella into this situation as a scapegoat essentially. I cut her off but eventually later down the line ,we became cordial again.
Fast forward to May 2024, and I get text message from Bridget. My gut ultimately knew something was wrong. She told me she had heard that I was discussing the situation that happened in 2023. I did not deny this but instead asked her was I not supposed to. She then said and admitted that it made her look like a bad person and that I was going behind her back to turn people against her. This was not true. I had only told a couple of close friends and this was because I was growing close to them and I wanted them to know exactly what happened between me and her. I did and have not shown any of the screenshots or messages that are occurred during the time because in my opinion, there’s no need to open up old wounds.
Bridget got extremely angry and and told me to keep her name out of my mouth . When I told her that this was simply not possible because I was involved in the situation too and had every right to be able to tell it and to tell my story, she got even more angry. At first, at the beginning of the conversation she was calm but you could tell that she was beginning to get more and more frustrated and then she was started to harass me and added me to a group chat where I got called racial slur before I left, I quickly blocked her. I told my mother about the situation and my mother also advised me to seek legal advice or counsel but I didn’t want to cause drama or overdramatised what it happened because in reality I didn’t think it was that serious.
Am I the asshole for being honest with her and telling her that in reality I would never stop talking about the situation because I was involved in it too? Should I have just told her that I would never talk about it again knowing that this was a promise I couldn’t keep?

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