Reddit Stories - Envious HALF-SIBLING arrives at my MARRIAGE CEREMONY with a local child and asserts

Episode Date: February 8, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #weddingdrama #familyconflict #siblingrivalry #jealousy #unexpectedguest  Summary: An envious half-sibling disrupts a wedding ceremony by arriving with a local child, claiming a connection that raises eyebrows. The tension escalates as family dynamics are tested, revealing deep-seated jealousy and unresolved issues. Guests are left in shock, questioning the motives behind this unexpected and disruptive appearance.  Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, wedding, familydrama, siblingissues, jealousy, marriage, unexpectedguests, emotionalconflict, relationshipdynamics, socialtension, familyreunion, weddingceremony, localchild, halfsibling, drama, confrontationBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

Episode with two stories, first part. I hope you enjoy this story. Envious half-sibling arrives at my marriage ceremony with a local child and asserts it's my hidden offspring to embarrass me. She is apprehended for abduction and rejected by father. My step-sister, let's call her Amanda, 26F, showed up at my wedding last week uninv with some random kid whom I'd never seen before. My step-sister and I, 27F, haven't ever gotten along and we stopped speaking to each other as soon as both of us moved out for college. My mother married her father when we were in middle school and ever since then, she's been a total pain. My father

divorced my mother when I was really little and hasn't been a part of our life ever. It wasn't the same for her, though. Her parents got divorced just a couple of years before my stepdad met my mom. And she was one of those annoying kids who believed that my mother was getting in the way of her parents' relationship, even though it was already over and had been for a long time before my mother even met her dad. She didn't like my mother, but she hated me, and made it a point to be as nasty to me as she could be. Our parents tried to make us get along for a while, but then they gave up when they realized that there was no way that Amanda was going to be nice to me. She always used to get on my nerves growing up and when I moved out for college, I was mostly

just relieved that I wouldn't have to live in the same house as her anymore. We'd obviously meet each other during the holidays or on birthdays, but we avoided talking to each other whenever we did and it was okay that way. About a year ago, there was an incident when my mother called me to ask me if I'd be okay with her using some leftover money from my college fund. I landed a scholarship so I didn't have to spend all the money in my college fund, and a little from my wedding fund to contribute to Amanda's wedding. At the time, I didn't even know that Amanda was getting married that she was engaged, or even that she had a boyfriend. We hadn't been on talking terms for a really long time, so I said no because I knew that that money could come in handy for me at some point.

My mother didn't push it either, she just asked me that question, and when I said no, she said that that's all that she needed to know and then disconnected the call and we didn't talk about it afterward because I forgot about it. I didn't find out until recently that Amanda had to call off her wedding because her father had put his foot down and said that he wasn't going to pay for the fancy and extravagant wedding that she had in mind. And she'd expected our parents to pay for all of it, right from the venue to her wedding dress. He did have a certain amount of money set aside, but her demands were way out of his budget. All the choices that she'd made were quite expensive and the wedding budget was ridiculous and would eat away at his savings as well.

So her father said no, and so she requested my mother to contribute as well, since her own mother had said that she had no money so she couldn't. My mother had a certain amount of money set aside for my wedding but she didn't want to use that without asking me first and making sure that it was okay with me. And when I told her that it wasn't, she refused to contribute as well. And Amanda and her fiancé, or his family, couldn't afford that wedding on their own so they ended up calling it off. Another reason that my stepdad and also my mother had said no to paying for the wedding was because Amanda and her fiancé had been together for less than a year before they got engaged and he knew that this marriage wasn't going to last, which is why he didn't want to spend a bombshell on

an unnecessarily fancy wedding when he wasn't even sure about the groom. And he'd made the right call because a few months after their engagement, her fiancé ended up leaving her over some petty fight. She was very upset with our parents for quite some time after that because she believed that had they paid for the wedding and she and her fiancé were married he wouldn't have left the way he did. She didn't stop talking to them because she's still pretty financially dependent on them but she made it clear that she was very upset with them. Then, a couple of months ago, I got engaged to my boyfriend of almost six years. I talked to my parents about it and they offered to pay for the wedding but he and I wanted a simple,

small, and intimate ceremony without much of a fuss and said we'd rather use that money for the future. My mother transferred all the money from my wedding fund to me and also the money that's been left over from my college fund. And even my stepdad sent me around $10,000. They told us that we were free to use the money however we placed. and they wouldn't mind even if we had a large-scale wedding but my husband and I had our mindset on a small wedding. I made the mistake of making a Facebook post a few weeks ago, where I thanked everybody who was a part of the wedding in any capacity. Of course, I thank my parents for all their support, both financial and emotional,

and I mentioned both my parents, my mother, and my stepfather. Because in my head, they were my parents and have been ever since middle school. I don't consider Amanda my sister, but I do consider my stepdad. as my dad. It was an emotional post and a lot of people commented on it, which is how I think it showed up on Amanda's feet as well. She saw that post and presumably got mad because she realized that both our parents were helping me out with the wedding but refused to do the same for her in the past. She didn't do anything at the time and we only found out exactly how pissed off she was on the day of my wedding, unfortunately. She showed up at my wedding after the ceremony was over, thankfully,

and we were just about to serve lunch. She walked into the venue with some random kid, who I later found out was her neighbor's son, came right up to me and started screaming at me, accusing me of stealing her dream wedding. She screamed at me and said that she hoped that I was happy now since I'd stolen not just her wedding but also her dad who now preferred me over her.

My husband was standing right beside me and I was talking to a couple of my cousins when she started yelling at me and soon enough, everybody was looking at us. My parents came to the rescue and told, her to go away before they called the cops, so she decided that she was going to drop a bomb before she left and she looked at my husband and told him that she'd been keeping a secret, for my sake, for a really long time now but she couldn't anymore.

And then, she pushed the child forward and said that this child was apparently my son with my ex and I'd given him up for adoption years ago. Now my husband and I knew that it was not true, and my parents knew that it was not true, but the rest of the guests seemed to be a little scandalized when she said that. So my parents actually had to kick her out while my husband and I explained that Amanda was just crazy and jealous and that she was coming up with lies to defame me. After we managed to pacify the guests, we got to lunch and cranked up the tunes so people would forget about this stupid incident.

Once my husband and I got home, we sat down with my parents and his parents and my parents explained everything that's happened in the past so we'd have context as to why Amanda was so furious. I thought that it was ridiculously childish of her to make such a big deal out of this, especially especially since I believe that my parents had valid and legitimate reasons not to want to pay for her wedding. First off, it was extremely expensive compared to mine. At least my husband and I had contributed to our own wedding and didn't expect our parents to cover all the expenses. Then secondly, she hadn't even known her ex-fiancee for that long while my husband and I've been together for a really long time.

So my parents knew that it was serious with us. And, forgive me for being blunt, they knew that paying for our wedding wouldn't be away. So I don't think that it's fair for her to compare my wedding with the one that she had in mind. My parents apologized for it, especially my stepdad, who was pretty embarrassed by what Amanda had done. We didn't blame them anyway because they weren't in control of the situation and after we discussed it, everybody went home and that was it. But the next day, I received a call from my mother where she told me that Amanda had apparently picked up the kid from her neighbor's house without even informing her and was now being charged with kidnapping.

Amanda had called them in the morning to inform them about this and ask her dad for help with money to bail her out and to find a lawyer. It was ridiculous to me that she would go to such an extent, just to humiliate me at my wedding because this was all a bit excessive. I did feel a little sorry for her, but I didn't think I owed her any apology. However, ever since she got arrested, her friends have been rallying for her and accusing me of being the bad guy. They seem to think that I'm the one to blame for all this because apparently, they believe

that my parents have always favored me and say that I'd always been the golden child. I always felt like our parents have treated us equally and have never favored one over the other. Both of us have always had equal opportunities and I think it's a matter of who was able to make the most of what they had. So the accusation of me being the golden child seems kind of unfair. We went to the same school and after that, I really think I got a scholarship because I was a better student, which is why I had leftover money from my college fund, so my parents had nothing to do with that, and I've been with my husband for a longer time than she was with her boyfriend, which is also not something that our parents could control. My stepdad has made it very clear to all of us that he would have definitely

paid for his daughter's wedding but she was being unreasonable at the time and was making insane demands that nobody in their right mind would agree to, which is why he backed out entirely. If she really wanted a wedding that badly, then she should have scaled down considerably, or at least offered to cover some of the expenses herself, along with her fiancée and his family, but she didn't do any of that and just stuck to her ridiculous demands, expecting our parents to do everything for her. The budget was crazy and so was the fact that she was rushing to marry a guy who she hadn't even known for a year. And that's why our parents weren't on board with the idea of throwing away an exorbitant amount of money on her wedding, that's all. I don't think it's fair for

anybody to blame me for her predicament right now, but yet, her friends are. In this case, Initially, I thought that I wouldn't let it get to me but it's been a week and I still feel kind of guilty about everything. As far as I know, she's in a lot of trouble legally, and even though everybody's mad at her, my stepdad is trying his best to come to a settlement with the mother of the child whom she brought with her that day. My husband doesn't think that I have anything to feel sorry for, but I just do, I feel guilty. I'd defer taking money from my stepdad for my wedding and also posting about it online? Update 1. It's been a few days since my last post. I read the comments today and I guess you guys are right. I don't have anything to feel

sorry about. Her friends were just doing what most friends do, trying to be there for her, and being there for her always meant putting me down and making me feel bad about myself. So I'd say they did a pretty good job of it. I did feel horrible about everything for a while but then I spoke about it to my mother and my stepdad, most importantly. And both of them said that this wasn't my fault, this was her acting crazy and now having to face the consequences for it. They advised me not to pay any mind to what her friends were saying, which was difficult for me because these were the people that I went to school with and now all of them had turned against me. But there's nothing that I can do about it because clearly they have

picked which side they want to be on, and it's not mine. So instead of fighting it and trying to justify myself to everybody, I should just know that I did nothing wrong and go on with my life. Even a couple of people here were accusing me of being their favorite and talking about how my parents had failed Amanda. Let me be clear, I did not give you guys a one-sided story and I made sure to include even the things that I'd said. The time where I refused to share my funds with her, which is why she couldn't get married since my mother also refused to contribute. That was selfish of me but to be fair, she'd never tried to be my friend and had always been horrible to me while we were growing up, so I didn't see any reason for me to be nice to her. There were a couple of times when

even I would retaliate and be mean to her or make rude comments about her. And our parents would scold both of us for doing that to each other. If I was their favorite child, then they wouldn't have said anything to me. And if we're just talking about the wedding, then I already explained how I got the money for it and why she didn't get the same treatment. She didn't bother to think about our parents and wanted a larger-than-life wedding for herself without spending anything from her own pockets. She should count herself lucky that our parents can afford to support her financial

eventually, even now. And her father has always tried to be there for her. She is a working woman, but unfortunately, she doesn't take her job seriously, which is why she's been stuck in the same position for a couple of years now. But her lifestyle is such that she can't cope with that sort of income. Neither is she willing to live modestly and nor is she willing to work hard so she ends up borrowing money from our parents almost every other month. They're already doing so much for her and yet, she wanted them to spend extra money on her for her for her stupidly extravagant wedding last year. And when they didn't, for very legitimate reasons, she got upset and started acting like she was the victim here which just shows that she has

absolutely no gratitude in her heart. Despite all of this, my stepdad is still trying to bail her out and make sure that she's all right while her friends are acting as if they treated her unfairly. I have worked hard for myself to be an independent woman and go ahead in my career. I studied hard throughout school and then college, and I'm doing the same hard work even now at my workplace. And that is why I don't need to rely on my parents for money. It's not my fault if she didn't try to create the same life for herself, despite having the same resources and the same support. So I really don't understand why people think that I'm the golden child when I'm not. I've worked hard for everything that I have and I'm not going to let people invalidate that by accusing my

parents of favoritism. At the end of the day, I know what I did and I know. know who my parents are as people. Even while her friends are accusing the left and right of being biased and playing favorites, my stepdad is still only bothered about Amanda and her well-being. And that speaks volumes about who's right and who's wrong. It's disappointing to me that even after our parents have done so much for her, she can't see that and only wants to be the victim and beg for sympathy from everyone. It's honestly just so sickening. Update two so the child's mother and my stepdad were able to come to a settlement and she has agreed to drop all the charges in exchange for almost $25,000. It's a lot but I guess to everybody, their child is worth it, and my stepdad's

no exception to the rule. He offered to pay her in installments but she wanted it all up front and it was quite a hassle for my stepdad but he managed to get it done somehow. And Amanda is now a free woman. Unfortunately free doesn't translate to being grateful to our parents and she still has an attitude. My mother told me that she hadn't reached out to them to even thank him yet and she was furious while she was talking to me about it. It's been a couple of days and Amanda knows exactly what happened, yet she hasn't even tried to thank them. I knew she was a disgusting human being, but this is just too low, even by her standards. My mother said that my stepdad is trying his best to hide his feelings about it and hasn't said a word, but she knows that he's hurting deep down.

My husband and I are supposed to leave for our honeymoon in two days, but we've decided that we're going to pay my family one last visit before we take off for the next couple of weeks to make sure that my stepdad's all right. He is a good man and he deserves a better daughter than Amanda, which is why I exist and I'm going to check up on him and make sure that he's okay. At least on the bright side, Amanda's friends have stopped whining about how her parents never stood up for her and always preferred me, now that it's all over. All of them knew that they were lying but that didn't stop them and I just really wish that I'd said something to them but now all the posts are gone so it's too late for me to say anything. But I know that this is not over

yet because Amanda is definitely going to have something to say eventually and when she does, her friends will start rallying for her again. And then I will not keep my mouth shut like I did this time. I wouldn't have stayed quiet this time either but I just got married and I wanted to enjoy that honeymoon phase for a while. It also didn't feel right to pick on her while she was at such a low point. Also, my parents were worried sick about her. So there were a couple of reasons that I didn't say anything or indulge in the drama this time. But if she says anything out of line about me ever again, then I'm definitely going to put her in her place and I'm sure my parents will not have any problems with that either after this. Update 3, hey, so it's been almost a month and my husband and I just returned from our honeymoon.

We came back home a couple of days ago and boy, has it been a roller coaster ride of emotions already. To start with, Amanda is no longer a part of our family. She told everybody that she had severed all ties with us through a public announcement on social media which I didn't see and was not told about because I was on my honeymoon and I wasn't really checking social media or people's texts, unless it was important, which this decidedly was not. So I didn't find out about that until recently. It was a relief for me, honestly.

My stepdad was kind of bummed out about it, but eventually, he got over it, which is what my mother told me. Amanda had visited them a couple of days after I left for my honeymoon, but it wasn't to thank them like they'd been expecting. Instead, she actually had the guts to ask them to cut me off or she would stop talking to them. She gave them an ultimatum and said that they had to choose between me and her, because she was apparently sick of me taking away everything from her that she deserved. I think I touched upon that in my first update and the people who've been following the story would know that she's just making up excuses and it's all just a little. load of bologna. I haven't taken away anything from her. She just doesn't have anything of her

own to begin with. Not even a brain, and thinks that she can just get away with it by accusing me and blaming me for all her failures even if it has nothing to do with me. But our parents weren't going to tolerate that and told her that if it came down to that choice, then they would pick me because Amanda was ridiculously entitled, spoiled, and selfish and they could not put up with her anymore. My mother didn't say much to her because she felt like if she tried to talk to Amanda, then her head would explode out of sheer frustration. So she said to her that she was ungrateful and she had no interest in entertaining her nonsensical behavior anymore. And Amanda told her that since she wasn't her actual mother, she didn't care about what my mom had to say to her and then

turned to her father and started speaking to him instead. My mother obviously felt very insulted so she left the room and only came back out when she heard yelling. Once my mom came back into the living room, Amanda looked at her and shrieked at her father and told him to have a nice life with his new family and then walked out of the house and slammed the door shut behind her. Later on, my mother found out that the reason she left the house was because my stepfather had told Amanda the same things that my mother had already said to her and she couldn't handle the fact that her father was also choosing me now so she walked out. If my parents didn't have a favorite back then when we were growing up, they definitely do now

and I don't even think it's my fault anymore. Because she made sure that I became their favorite by behaving so badly with them. She showed my parents that she had no respect for them and didn't even seem to love them because if she actually loved our parents, then she wouldn't behave the way that she did. She was rude to my mom because she is not Amanda's biological mother, but there's no excuse for being so cruel to your own biological father, which is what she was. She used him to support herself financially for ages and now that she thinks she has a couple of friends who will look out for her, she thinks she can abandon her dad and go off on her own. I honestly wish her the best, as long as she stays away from our family and doesn't bother us ever again.

Because she truly is the worst in I, for one, am glad to be rid of her. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. partner discreetly kept in touch with their ex, and rushed to comfort them when they called in distress, then returned home drunk with lipstick stains, causing concern for me to prepare my belongings, and left him. I, 32F, and my husband, 38M, have been married for three years, our relationship has had its ups and downs, but we're a relatively happy couple. Though, in the beginning of our relationship,

he was also dating Angela, 24F, five years ago, L was unaware of this other relationship, but when I found out, I confronted him and he told me that since we weren't officially dating that he didn't know we were exclusive. I told him that if he didn't cut off this relationship with Angela, that I was going to break it off. We left it at that and we didn't talk for a while when he came to my apartment unexpectedly weeks later saying it was over with Angela and that he wanted to try again and asked me to be his girlfriend. Ever since then we have been a pretty normal couple, we have our moments but our relationship is going good and I believe he is my soulmate. Recently there's been an issue in our relationship though, Angela. Three weeks ago, we were

out running errands and went to a small bobbish shop that just opened up next to our local grocery store as we were off to the side looking at the menu. From the corner of my eye I see a woman that looks similar to Angela walk in, I do a double take and sure enough it's her. I feel an intense amount of dread and hope that hubby doesn't see her. As I'm internally panicking, I hear a woman's voice call for my husband. And as you might have guessed, it was Angela. My husband turns around and they have a small but awkward conversation. The whole time I just associate and stare off to the distance until she asks my husband is that your wife?

To which she just nods and holds my hand. I pretty much just awkwardly smile and prayed this encounter would end the whole time. Eventually she gets in line and we wait behind her. I felt so embarrassed. I immediately got out drinks and leave. That was that, until two weeks ago when I saw my husband's phone light up to a Facebook Messenger notification, I asked him who it was from as he never uses Messenger. He said it was from an old friend, I asked who and he said I wouldn't know. I became suspicious but wasn't necessarily worried because I just assumed it was a friend. until a few days later when he got another Facebook messenger notification while I was ordering food

off his phone, it was from Angela. I was shocked and confused. I went to their messages and everything seemed friendly and casual, though because of their history, I felt very uncomfortable with them talking. I went up to him and confronted him about the texts and asked why she was texting him. He told me that after running into her she friend him on Facebook and they began talking, he assured me it was all casual but I still told him I didn't want him talking to her. He assured me he would stop. I told him to unfriend her to which he hesitated to but eventually did. There was no issue or word from Angela until last night, to which from my knowledge she spammed messaged my husband, and even called him crying telling him that her mother was sick. I guess he knew her mother

and felt sympathy towards her. Angela vented to him about how she had no one and she just needed someone to comfort her. She asked my husband if he could come and be there for her to which he said yes. I had no idea he was doing this until I saw him putting his shoes on near the door. I asked him where he was going and he told me the story of Angela's mom and that she needed someone to be with her. I told him to not go and we had a small argument. He was rushing out the door, so I blocked him in and said that if he was going to go see and comfort his ex-girlfriend, that he wasn't allowed back in. He scoffed and pushed past me. I watched as he left. I went back inside, poured a few drinks while I tried my hardest to not cry and blow up his phone. Eventually, three hours passed and he came back home,

I sat on the couch during this and as he came in I told him that he wasn't allowed to sleep here, he was shocked, and we got into another argument and to cut it short. He told me he had nowhere to go, so I told him that maybe he should go to Angela as they seemed to help each other a lot. He then left again and I haven't heard anything from him. L. I'm currently staying up and have had a few drinks. I decided to post this on Reddit as I feel like I might have overreacted and been in a hole, I just need advice on how to handle this whole situation as I'm barely able to process what to do. I'm sorry if this was long, I needed to vent. Edit, hi everyone, goodness so many of you, thank you everyone for commenting and your support. I'm going to respond to

some comments right now. Small update, I eventually went to sleep and sent a text that I was sick and wasn't coming into work today. It's currently 2 p.m. where I live and I've just been napping and kind of out of it. I him at all and he hasn't came back home. I'm kind of worried as I don't know where he's at. His location has been off since yesterday. I might send him a text later to make sure he's okay. I don't know if this is a good idea as I'm not in the best mindset right now and have been in zombie mode. As of now, I'm trying to process what even happened as it went by so fast. I'll keep you all updated if anything happens. Thank you all again. Update 1, March 4th, 2025. Hi everyone, it's been eight days since I posted my original post, and I finally have an update for you all.

I'm sorry it took long, but I've been sick. This is going to be long, so I apologize as I have to address a few things. I want to first say thank you to those that gave helpful and supportive comments, and to those that said I drove my husband straight to another woman's arms or I was hostile and controlling. First, if my husband was willing to go to another woman when an argument with his wife, then is he really my husband? I mean I have some standards to not marry an awful person. Second, to those that said I was controlling and hostile towards Angela, if you have a partner and are okay with them doing something like this, then that's something

within your boundaries, not mine. I don't like having contact with exes or having my husband be in contact with his exes. Finally, the age gap, I explained the story of how they met and such on a comment, but to sum it up, she had originally lied about her age. I didn't know her age, or anything about her until I was engaged. Okay, on to what happened. He eventually came home later than day. I was watching TV on the couch when he walked in, we looked at each other and didn't say anything.

He went to our room, took a shower and fell asleep. I was still upset with him, so I avoided going to check up on him or even talk to him so I waited in the living room slash kitchen until a few hours later when he woke up. I decided to make dinner, he came out, sat on the couch and we ate in silence, before he asked if I wanted to talk, I said I did and he explained what happened. From what he told me, when we saw her at the Boba shop, she had friend him on Facebook later that day. He didn't friend her back though and ignored it, and eventually a few days later she sent him a message request. This is when he handed me his phone to see the messages. To sum it up,

she texted him a few times over a range of days without an answer, from pleasantries, updates about her life and finally a suicidal message. Now I don't know where is allowed to be said in this subreddit but my husband did respond out of worry for another person, or so he claimed. They talked a lot about her addictions, self-harm and other very personal things relating to that, through reading I did find out she had a boyfriend, and that he was actually 51 years old. My husband calmed her down and they stopped talking for a few days, when she reached out again and the same thing happened. This repeated again, where he wouldn't respond until she guilt him too. When I had found out and told him to block her, he actually didn't block her out of fear,

but he didn't respond to her messages until that night. She actually sent very concerning messages beforehand and called him on Messenger. He answered and he said that she was wailing and screaming in pain, Now I don't want to say too much, but she had told him she attempted by taking a bunch of pills because of her mother, which is why he rushed to her. When he got there, he told me she was acting strangely and almost pretending to have done what she did. He tried to get her to the hospital to which she refused. After pleading for a while, he was getting ready to call 911 when she confessed she didn't actually take any pills. He was confused and asked why she said she did. She couldn't give him a clear answer. My husband was going to leave when she begged him to let her explain again. She said her mom is the only person who cares about her, and that she needed somebody with her after she found out she was sick and that she had no one but my husband and my husband wouldn't come otherwise if it wasn't urgent. My husband wasn't buying it so he asked if her mom was even sick to which she denied it but seemed to be lying.

My husband then left. He told me he just stayed in his car for a while before coming back home and that's when the confrontation happened. He said he was very tired and felt horrible so he wasn't in the right headspace to explain right then and there. He also told me he didn't go back to Angela's but instead just stayed in his car, got food, and pretty much wandered town until he got home later that day. After this, I felt very overwhelmed. I usually like to take time to myself to process things before making a decision or response, so I told him I needed time.

I didn't interact with him until the next morning and told him I needed more time before talking to him again and was going to stay with my parents for a few days. And now we're here. A few days actually turned into a week because as soon as I got here, I got sick. So I haven't felt good enough to even drive back home, much less process or think much. I secretly don't even know how or what to do, like how do we just go back to normal. I still feel betrayed and even though he didn't cheat, I don't trust him, and I don't even know if he's telling the truth.

I mean divorce is extreme for something so minor, but I don't know. I have to go back home tomorrow as I feel a bit better and I can't hide out here forever and I have responsibilities, even though it's been a nice escape and being with my family has been great. I haven't talked much to my husband except through texts so tomorrow will be our first face-to-face conversation in a week. So that's the update. What actually reminded me to do this update was I got a random message request on Instagram a few hours ago from a burner account. It's a picture and I'm kind of scared to open it. I know it's probably a scam thing,

but something in my gut is telling me it's connected to Angela and I don't know if I should open it. Update, so I opened the picture. It was a screenshot from what I assume is Angela's private story of her in lingerie with a caption that says she'll just have to taste me when she's kissing him. Comments where OPP has replied, comment or one, well, the good news is that you're not the only one who's been feeling sick lately. The bad news is that it's not just physical, it's also emotional after reading this update. Hang in there, OPP. Oh, O.P, yes, sadly, curse you germs. But I feel like emotionally, I've been struggling a lot as I don't really know what to do or how to process this, I want to go to my husband and ask for his help like always, but I know I can't.

Especially if I can't even trust his word and I don't know if I'll even have my husband soon. I'm very lost. I'm dreading going back home and facing the music. Comment or two, send him the picture and ask what that's all about. Oh-op, I saved the photo and I'm planning on doing so later tonight. I'm very anxious when it comes to this kind of stuff, so I'm trying to calm my nerves first. Comment or three, he eventually came home later than day. I was watching TV on the couch when he walked in, we looked at each other and didn't say anything.

He went to our room, took a shower and fell asleep. Is it normal for him to walk in the house and take a shower in the early afternoonish? A guess based on your timeline? Oh, O-op, no it isn't. He usually showers at night but he hadn't the night prior, so I just assume he showered because of that. Update 2. it's been a while and I know an update has been overdue and I feel like I can finally now give

you guys one. It's been a few weeks and a lot of stressful things have happened so I apologize for not updating sooner. I finally have a minute to update and I'm going to try to summarize events as a lot has happened so I'm sorry if details seem to be missing. When I went back home, my husband wasn't there, he was at work, I contemplated a ton and was very nervous to confront him as I dislike confrontation and what comes out of it. I was also sick and feeling weak, so I just decided to go to sleep and confront him the next morning.

The next morning came and we did talk. At first it was awkward small talk over breakfast. He was being extra sweet though since he bought me coffee before I woke up. It was nice. I didn't want to make a huge deal out of it, so I just mentioned the picture. He was somehow offended and asked to see it. I showed him and he said something like, oh, it's just song lyrics and means nothing we went back and forth on this, don't fully remember what was said, but ultimately I just let it go. I went back to work the next day, and for the next few days me and him would argue about Angela almost every day, the only times we didn't argue is when we would ignore each other which was done 90% of the time. I know this was childish of us to do, but I was mad at him and

just didn't feel ready to try and repair things, getting a divorce or separating also felt extreme at the time as I had no evidence of him cheating, and it was just a theory. Work was honestly like an escape as I had my friends slash co-workers there and was able to just be away. For reference I worked at a small independently owned office as a receptionist. I've worked there for five years and it was my favorite job. Our boss was great, pay was good. I had friends there and benefits were amazing and despite occasionally being yelled at over the phone, it was honestly the best job I've ever worked at. Then randomly at work we started to get prank calls. Now it's not totally unusual but these ones would happen every day. It would usually be someone just

screaming and then hanging up. We were instructed to wait for the other person to speak first during this. After a few days these prank calls did stop, but we kept getting calls from different people asking to talk to our boss, which was odd because rarely would we get this request. This happened multiple times a day for a few days. My boss usually sends these calls to voicemail as he's busy so few days later I'm about to leave when he asks if I can stay for a bit and talk to him in his office. I did and this is where he showed me the voicemails and asked if I knew these people. they were all complaints about me. I didn't recognize any of the voices, so I said no. My boss assumed these weren't real but to try and find out who these people might be,

because of this when someone would call and ask to talk to our boss we had to ask for a phone number and name. Some would provide it, some wouldn't. Eventually this would happen every single hour and again all complaints about me. My boss decided to just send me home for a few days to see if the calls would end, which they didn't. A few days turned into a week and then I got a call and was fired. From what my coworkers told me the calls continued and my boss was just sick of it as he would have to call back each time and decided it was just easier to fire me. I suspect this was Angela and her friends doing this to try to get me fired and they succeeded. During the week I was home, it was driving me crazy as sometimes I would have to be home with my husband and all I

wanted to do was just argue. Though no issues until I caught him stalking. Angela's Instagram. He would sleep on the couch and I would sleep in the room. I caught him when I saw him on his phone from the hallway. I honestly was just tired from it all so I did blow up at him. His excuse was he just wanted to check up on her. When I told him I was fired and that I suspected it was Angela he basically called me crazy and said she would never do anything like that. I was so drained that I didn't even argue. In fact I didn't even talk to him anymore, which is probably why he felt it was okay to come home late one night, drunk with faded lipstick on and glitter, we had another argument and he left. He didn't come back for days and sent flowers and my favorite

food to me with a note that said, I'm sorry, I love you. He came home later that day and he looked pretty distraught and wanted to explain, I let him. His reasoning was that he felt awful about how our relationship was and needed to de-stress from it. He went out with a few friends for drinks and some girl kissed him and was dancing up on him. He said he rejected her immediately and felt disgusted. I don't know if I believe that still. I asked about Angela and if he was still talking to her to which he said no, but she did reach out a few times and he did see her once.

I asked if they ever slept with each other and he said no, but she kissed him and he rejected her. I asked a whole bunch of other questions about our relationship and some of the answers did hurt. I told him I wanted to separate just for a little bit. He broke down crying and begged me not to leave him, I apologized and packed most of my things as he was on his knees next to me apologizing. I ignored him and left. For the last two weeks I've been at my parents' house. I finally told them what happened and they despise him. He's been up here almost daily trying to talk to me and my parents refused to let him see me. My parents live in the next town over. He sent me food, flowers, gift cards, literally anything you can door-dash, he said. He said, sent. I've gotten spam calls and messages from him, and I've blocked him. Yet he's gotten his family and some of my distant relatives to do the same. Honestly, I'm tired of him and have begged

him to stop trying to contact me, obviously hasn't worked much. For my next moves I am thinking of divorce, but I'm just not ready yet. None of this feels real, I just need to take time and heal a little before making that decision. I have a feeling divorce is going to be hard so I just can't handle that yet or another option is therapy and try to reconcile. I'm currently trying to find a job in my parents' town, and I plan to stay here for a while until I'm able to move on fully. Also, I know I didn't talk about her much, but as for Angela, I have no idea if he's talking to her still or anything about her and I want to keep it that way. I don't think there is going to be another update since our relationship is pretty much over. Thank you to those who checked up on me

and commented advice I'm forever grateful.