Reddit Stories - GUARDIANS evicted me at 16 to ACCOMMODATE the arrival of my SISTER'S newborn.

Episode Date: February 18, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #eviction #familydrama #teenlife #newborn #siblingrivalry  Summary: At 16, I was unexpectedly evicted by my guardians to make room for my sister's newborn. This sudden change left me feeling abandoned and confused about my place in the family. The emotional turmoil of being displaced at such a young age has had lasting effects on my life.  Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, eviction, family, siblings, newborn, emotional, teenage, drama, lifechanges, relationships, personalstory, abandonment, conflict, growth, experiences, supportBecome 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. Guardians evicted me at 16 to accommodate the arrival of my sister's newborn. I shared their disregard on the internet, leading to dad pleading when wealthy grandparents jeopardized his legacy. Turned 16 just a week ago. There was no party, no celebration, and my parents barely even wished me before kicking me out of their house.

The reason behind that was my older sister, Amanda, 22. She's pretty much my parents' favorite and has always been for some reason. She's seven months pregnant right now and since we have a house with four bedrooms, my parents sat me down on the morning of my birthday to inform me that they now wanted me to move to my aunt's house so the new baby could have the room. My parents have never really cared about me and have always done the bare minimum when it came to me but this was shocking even for me. I hardly expected anything from them and they were still letting me down somehow.

They were very serious throughout. the conversation, so I didn't think even for a second that they might have been joking or this might have been a pathetic attempt to prank me or something. After they were done explaining to me that they'd need the new room and that I was apparently old enough to move out, we just sat there in silence for a while. They'd told me that they would still take care of all my expenses until I turned 18 and make sure I was well fed and looked after but they just couldn't keep me with them in the same home anymore. I didn't want to argue but I did ask them why they couldn't just use the guest room for the nursery and they told me, after some hesitation, that they'd use that for Amanda's boyfriend to stay with

them. So to sum it up, my parents had a room of their own, my sister and her boyfriend had a room and her baby would get its own room. Amanda wasn't at home and I could tell that this was on purpose so she wouldn't have to watch this happen and feel guilty. My sister and I were never close because of the age gap, but she'd never really been awful to me either. We were civil to one another for the most part, but if she was okay with this arrangement and actually wanted me to leave the house so she could accommodate her new baby and boyfriend then maybe she wasn't the person I'd thought she was. I was disappointed and even more so because it was my birthday but I didn't say a word to them and just agreed to leave. By now I've realized that my parents are a lost cause. There's nothing I can say

to them to make them love me and I've accepted that by now. So after they told me that they wanted me to move out and live with my aunt, I went up to my room and started packing. They helped me pack but I think it was just to help me get out quickly. After I was done, they even dropped me at my aunt's house and were very happy talking to me throughout the car ride but didn't notice that I wasn't responding and was just silently staring out of the window. Once we got there, they dropped me off at the door and didn't even hug me or kiss me before leaving. My aunt welcomed me happily because she actually does enjoy my company and as far as I know, she loves me more than my own parents do. I talked to her and after a while, I told her and after a while, I

told her how disappointed I was with what my parents were doing. She was caught off guard when I said that and asked me to repeat whatever I'd told her, so I repeated everything that had taken place that morning and her smile was instantly replaced with a frown. She didn't say anything to me but grabbed her phone and said that she had to make a call and went to the other room. I didn't hear anything for some time, but then I heard the sound of my aunt fighting on the phone in a high voice and that's rare because my aunt rarely ever screams at people and she's a really soft-spoken person so I knew someone must have pissed her off pretty bad for her to lose her temper like this. Then she came back to the room, all red in the face and still looking very annoyed,

and I learned that it was apparently my parents who had pissed her off so badly. So my dad, her brother, had told her that I'd actually suggested this arrangement for the sake of the baby and I was completely happy moving out of my childhood home to live with my aunt. This is why she'd been okay with taking me in as well since she could tell I'd never really been happy living with my parents and me making a suggestion like that didn't seem too odd to her when my dad was trying to convince her to take me in. She's a single woman in her late 30s and has no intention of getting married or having kids so letting me live with her was just like having a roommate for her and she didn't have to worry about the cost of me living here either since everything

that I needed would be paid for by my dad. My aunt liked me and she thought that I was the one who wanted to live with her so she agreed to this arrangement. But now that she knew the truth, she'd called my father up to confront him about it because what they'd done was messed up and she had to give them a piece of her mind. After the phone call, she was really upset and so was I because this was something I don't think any other kid my age goes through often. I'd always known they liked my sister more than me but this was a little extreme. They'd literally lied to my aunt to cover this up because they knew how insanely horrible this was. They'd literally chosen to give up their guest room for Amanda's boyfriend who's in his 20s, has a job, and lives in his own apartment.

If they wanted to make it work, Amanda could have easily moved in with her boyfriend, but it was at my parents' insistence that she'd been living at home because they wanted to be closer to her and they were ready to even sacrifice my comfort just to keep her close. I was very hurt and so, I decided to go online and expose my parents for whatever they'd been doing. I didn't know if my aunt would be on board with it or not, so I waited for her to leave the room for a nap and then I took out my phone, typed out the whole thing, and posted it without thinking. I'd mentioned not only the events of that day itself, but also how my parents have never treated me fairly and that I've always been considered nothing less than a second-class citizen

in my own home. I kind of had a breakdown while typing it all out and the post was not just me exposing my parents, but it was also kind of emotional and by the time I posted it, I was in tears. I switched off my phone after that for some time because I was scared of the repercussions that this was bound to have. An hour or so passed and I tried to read a book but couldn't focus and then my aunt woke up, rushed into the living room where I'd been sitting ever since I arrived at her house and she asked me calmly if I'd posted something. I truthfully told her that I had and that was it. There was no further discussion about it. So I switched on my phone and then saw that the post had been seen by several people in our family and I'd received a lot of texts from my parents

and even from my sister in the meantime. A lot of my relatives had commented on the post. A lot of my and expressed how they were on my side. Some of them had even texted me and reached out to tell me that they were always there for me if I needed any help whatsoever. That was uplifting and I felt better until I went through my parents' messages, all of which were filled with hate and anger. Obviously, they weren't pleased with what I'd done and were demanding that I take the post down.

My dad had said a lot of things about me in his texts and even added that he wished I'd never been born, which was hurtful but unsurprising. My mom's texts were along the same lines and the only ones that were even slightly different were my sisters. She didn't say much but told me that she'd like to speak to me in person if that was possible and left it at that. I didn't know what to say to any of it and was just very overwhelmed by all the people I had to respond to so I just kept my phone aside again and didn't say anything to anyone for the next couple of days. But what I did was block my parents because I didn't have any intention of talking to them anymore.

I knew they were legally bound to keep sending money for me until I turned 18 and apart from that, I didn't think I had any reason to speak to them anymore. My aunt was also fine with it and if my dad had tried to contact her in the next few days, she didn't inform me about it and we pretended nothing had happened at all which meant that she was on my side and supported whatever I'd done. That was enough for me and it was all the support I wanted or needed. For the past week, I barely had any contact with my parents but today, they showed up outside my school while I was about to leave and they looked pissed.

My friends were all well aware of the situation between me and my parents, so they accompanied me outside and kind of acted like a human shield around me so I wouldn't have to interact with them if I didn't want to, but they kept yelling out my name and I had to respond. I walked right up to both of them and told them that I didn't want anything to do with them anymore, but they didn't pay any heed to that and told me that I needed to come home with them right away. I didn't understand why all of a sudden they wanted me to return with them when they made it so clear in the past that I was not a priority for them at all and felt like this was

just them trying to redeem their image and reputation among their family members. So I told them that I wasn't going anywhere with them until they told me what was going on as a way to try and get to know why they were acting like this all of a sudden. On one hand, they looked pissed off and on the other. They still wanted me to come back home with them. They told me that they didn't want my friends hearing this so I told them to back off a little so I could speak to them in private. Once my friends were out of earshot, my parents told me that they were here to take me back because I wasn't answering any of their calls or texts and they needed me to come back so that they'd be able to get their inheritance still. They explained that after I'd made that post, pretty much everyone in the family had become

aware of the situation and it had reached my grandparents. My paternal grandparents are quite well off and they threaten my dad by saying that if they continued to treat me like this then he'd lose his inheritance. They'd been told that if they didn't try and reconcile. with me, treat me better, and make sure I was loved and looked after then whatever my father was supposed to inherit would end up going to my aunt since she was the one taking care of me even though she didn't need to. And my dad couldn't afford to lose the inheritance because it was a significant amount of money. My parents had a decent combined income of their own, but I know that

had I been in their place, I probably would have also wanted the same thing for myself. The only difference is that I would have had enough brains not to make it seem like I was doing me a favor by saying that they'd take me back because they weren't doing me a favor. They were doing this for themselves and not for me, and even then they didn't have the common sense to at least act like they were willing to let me live with them. So I said that I didn't care about whether they got their inheritance or not and walked away without bothering to wait and hear them out even as they screamed at me to come back. I took the bus back to my aunt's house and told her what had happened at school and she seemed annoyed as well. To ensure that this doesn't happen again,

she's contacted her lawyer so we can do something about my custody. Of course, it's still my parents who still have their rights over me and that has to be changed if I want to live with my aunt. I also called up and thanked my grandparents for trying to fix this, but I also told them that I really didn't want to go back to living with my parents because now that I'd spend a couple of days living with my aunt, I finally felt like I was free. Living with my parents had been nothing short of suffocating

and I'd kept hoping that things would change, but they never did. My grandparents didn't live in the same city so we didn't meet often but whenever we did, at family gatherings and the holidays, my parents were always on their best behavior so they wouldn't know how I was treated at home. It wasn't as if I was treated with cruelty, but it was more like ignorance and avoidance. On the surface, it all seemed fine but if people spent a couple of days with me at my parents' house, they'd know that they mostly pretended I wasn't even there and cared only about my sister. And after she got pregnant, that just got worse, and I was pushed to the sidelines altogether.

So I told my grandparents all of this and they reassured me that if that's what I wanted, to live with my aunt, then they'd make sure that it happened and if my parents signed away their rights, then they'd make sure everything I needed was paid for by them. I was happy after that conversation because things were finally looking up for me

but it didn't last long since I just received an email from my dad a couple of hours back. It was not hateful or mean, but just disappointing. He said that there was no need for me to post what had happened online and make this so public when the word of what had happened would have reached my grandparents anyway through my aunt. But now, along with my grandparents being mad at them, they also have to deal with a ton of hate from their relatives and they're being ostracized, which seems unfair. He told me that even some of his coworkers found out about this because the

post was public and it had shown up on their feed since he was tagged in it. This wasn't a good look for him at work and what I'd done had just caused a lot of unnecessary drama in their lives according to me. So I'd offer posting about how my parents asked me to leave the house and move in with my aunt on my 16th birthday because my sister was pregnant and they needed my room for the baby? Update 1. So before I get to what happened, thank you so much everyone for bothering to take some time out and comment on my post. Your kind words mean a lot to me, so thank you. Now to answer some of the questions a lot of you seem to have regarding why I hadn't left my parents' house before this and why I'd waited for them to ask me to leave, especially since my

grandparents and aunt seemed willing to help. The reason for that is that I wasn't exactly treated cruelly like I already said in the original post. I was never treated badly as such, but I was just ignored and unwanted. That's a sort of mistreatment as well, but for me, I was just glad that I wasn't being beaten or spoken to badly. I still had a roof over my head and food to eat so I had convinced myself that I was doing just fine and didn't think it was important for me to actually feel loved or anything. I didn't really realize that I was being neglected because it had become so normalized for me. And as for why I didn't approach my family for help, I just didn't want to burden them. I was also worried about what would happen if they refused to help me out

and somehow my parents found out. That'd be very bad for me at home since my parents care a lot about appearances and stuff, and that's really why I just kept everything to myself and tried to deal with everything while suffering in silence. My aunt didn't offer to take me in herself because she didn't want to insult my parents and she wasn't even sure if I'd want to come live with her so we didn't do this earlier, but now that this is what's happened organically, I guess it all worked out for the best. It happened a little late, but still, better late than never. She's in talks with a lawyer right now to get my custody rights transferred to her and it's going to be a hell of a task to convince my parents to give up their rights since now the

inheritance is at stake. But even if this goes to court, I know that my grandparents and aunt will have my back. My aunt's been very apologetic to me ever since I came here because she's realized how neglected I was at my own home and feels bad for never trying to talk to me because she felt like it was not her place and letting it continue. At least the air is clear between me and my family now and I feel a lot better about the future right now. Then there's also my sister. So in my original post, I'd mentioned that she texted me and told me that she wanted to meet me in person if that was possible, but I didn't know what to say to her, so I ignored that text. She'd never personally been awful to me and had adopted the same behavior that my parents

had. She'd just been distant from me for most of my life, but if she had to talk to me, she was generally nice. I thought that the whole idea of kicking me out so her boyfriend and child could live with her and our parents was her idea, so I was upset about that as well since it meant that now she was going to start treating me badly and show her true colors so I didn't get back to her. We had a weird, tense, and strained relationship, but I still liked her better than my parents since she'd be nice to me whenever we did speak and it wasn't her fault that my parents liked her more than me. So when three days ago, she texted me again and asked me to visit her, I decided to call her and ask why she wanted to see me. I wasn't going to go back home, which is

where I assumed she'd be but to my surprise. She told me that she was living with her boyfriend at the moment and wasn't feeling well enough to go out so she was asking me to come to see her so we could have a discussion about everything going on in the family. She told me that she had a lot of things that she wanted to talk to me about, so out of curiosity, I did go to see her. Once I got there, she first apologized to me for never speaking up for me even though she knew that our parents were playing favorites and never favored me. They'd always ignored all my achievements to celebrate hers and I was always the least wanted

kid but she never did anything to remedy that. She just never felt comfortable speaking to our parents about this, so she'd just let it slide, and since I seemed okay and fine with the treatment I was getting, she felt less inclined to say anything. She'd now realized that it was pretty messed up and wanted things to change. So she apologized to me. She also told me that the living arrangement was something our parents hadn't discussed with her at all, and she'd been shocked to find out about them kicking me out to accommodate the new baby and her boyfriend because she had no idea that this had happened.

She'd never even asked for any of this and her plan had been to just live with our parents until the baby was a few months old and then she'd move in with her boyfriend. She'd wanted to move out earlier but had stayed only at my parents' insistence. However, after my post, she realized that this couldn't continue and moved out within a week. She'd had a huge fight with our parents over her moving out because they believed that this was a bad decision and now they weren't even talking because she'd been accused of being ungrateful and selfish. none of which she'd been because she'd never promised my parents anything and they just assumed things

themselves. So all that drama was for nothing. Ultimately, since my parents ended up losing both their kids, at least she apologized to me for being a bad sister and a bad person in general, which I forgive her for because I don't think choosing to be unforgiving and cold is going to help me in any way. We talked things out and she told me the same thing that my aunt did, that from this point on, she'd be there for me no matter what. So that was nice. It's been a little less than a week since my original post and I still haven't heard from my parents after the email, so I'm guessing they've given up on trying to get me back. I'm sure my grandparents must have had something to do with it since they did call me in

the middle to tell me that my parents wouldn't be bothering me anymore and that I didn't need to worry about them showing up at my school or emailing me again. I hadn't told them about the email that dad had sent so I'm assuming that my parents and grandparents must have talked about things. I don't know what they would have talked about, but I'm sure my parents have given up now. Update 2, just three days have passed since my last update and today my aunt told me that my parents have agreed to give up their parental rights and the paperwork and stuff will be complete soon. She'll be taking over the legal aspect of my custody soon and I have

mixed feelings. I'm happy that I'm finally going to have a home where I don't constantly feel unwanted and unneeded but I'm also kind of empty and sad about some things. I feel weird that this is finally happening but this is for the best. This is what I wanted. Update 3. Okay, hey, guys. A couple of weeks have passed since my aunt took over. She's my legal guardian now so yay for that. I also found out that my parents only gave up my custody because after I told my grandparents that I didn't want to go back to living with them, they told my parents that they could either lose their entire inheritance or they could keep 50% of whatever they were going to receive initially and give up my custody and promise not to bother me again in any way.

I guess we all know what my parents picked, L-O-L. I'm not surprised and at this point, I don't even care because this just makes me feel like I dodged a bullet there. Good riddance for me. I'm still in touch with my sister, though. My parents are trying to get back on good terms with her before her due date, but she wants some time to herself right now so she's told them that she wants her space and they need to stop bothering her every day. At this point, I can't help but just laugh at what a pathetic mess they've made of own family. But whatever, I'm happy with my aunt and that's all that matters. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story.

Am I being unreasonable for refusing to share my wedding location with my sister, even though she is expecting and could benefit from it more? This is my initial post, part one. My partner and I have been together for eight years and engaged for three. I was doing my PhD program and was juggling planning the wedding, my fiancé took much of that work, but it was perfect because our dream venue was booked till after my graduation. So what we did is book our dream venue three years in advance. It is really a beautiful venue. The only slot we got was September of this year. My sister got engaged a few months ago to her fiancé. They were planning on having a spring wedding next year. They had no venue lined up, but had a few vendors lined up as well as a set date. Yesterday our parents invited

us and our soes to a family barbecue, where my sister announced to our extended family, that she is expecting, everyone was so happy for her and my bill, who is a great guy, my nan asked my sister if the wedding was still on the set date or if they were going to wait, because of the baby she said no that she hoped to move it to September, NBD. We don't have many out-of-town guests so they could attend to both weddings no problem. My sister then turns around and said that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I was really, really hoping we could kind of like take your venue. really cannot stress myself too much with planning a wedding while going to maternity classes,

and I think it is so beautiful, it would really mean a lot to me. It went silent, but everyone was looking at me expecting me to say, yes, of course, everything for my little sister. My bill looked very uncomfortable and told her that they had talked about this and that it was not okay to put me on the spot, but my sister just said don't be like that. My sister wants to do what's best for me so it's no big deal, right? I just said, well, it kind of is, I don't know, I have my heart really, said on the venue, cue the crying, she stormed off. Nan told me that I was being selfish because she needed the venue more than I did. I tried to defend myself and my mother said you waited three years.

Would it have killed you to wait a few more months? When has your sister ever asked you for something? A few comments later my fiancé got really mad and we left. My sister called me crying and said that it was unfair that I always get what I want and that I could have done this one thing for her. Dad said it is just a venue and what matters is the person who you are marrying. He is kind of right. But we have been planning for so long. My fiancé is furious with my family and doesn't even want my sister to come. Now my family is threatening not to come because I'm being selfish and my sister

needs it more than me because having a baby is too stressful. Art two. My bill called me and apologized for the inconvenience. He told me he had discussed it with my sister and she had told him she would not ask, he is properly mad with her now and warned me me for potentially ruining her marriage. My father has sent me about five texts along the lines of I hope you're happy your sister hasn't stopped crying since yesterday and so on and so on. My fiancé and I have decided to boot my sister from the bridal party and replace her with my aunt who is the only family member that took my side. We have not decided whether or not we will invite my family as a whole. Furthermore, my mom took it upon her to tell on us. She called fiancé's parents and told her,

them, that it would be best if my sister gets it because she is pregnant and preeclampsia runs in the family, whatever that means. My future father-in-law told them to fuck off and basically ripped my mom a new one for expecting something so ridiculous and that they were going to lose me if they keep playing favorites. So my mom is now crying too and saying that my father-in-law is an ass. This is just getting so pathetic, it seems straight out of a bad soap opera. My in-laws are driving to us currently with some supper and wine and basically told me to not worry and that no matter what happens that they will be my safety net, I cried of happiness.

Part 3 so it hasn't been that long. But this post blew the hell up, I was expecting only a few answers but the support was overwhelming. What boggled my mind is that this story flooded over to mainstream media, but let's get to the story, so since this went viral a lot happened. My sister. My sister saw this story while browsing on her raditic, she lost her mind, she accused me of painting her like a loony and misinterpreting facts. Info, my sister got wind of the situation due to various media outlets and went on Reddit. She said that I was being unfair, that she is family and that

she asked it nicely because she loves me. She also underlines the fact that the opinion of internet strangers doesn't account because family is more important and I should focus on making my family happy. The only text I sent back was this. I am sorry that you perceived it that way. I did not in any matter distort what happened. As you might notice I didn't describe your to nor exaggerated anything. Perhaps you have that night different in your mind than I do, but I digress. I am sick and tired to bending to your will, my whole life I have been your servant and your dormant. Remember all the birthdays I had to share with you because you would throw a tantrum because you didn't get presents? Or when you cried so that I would fill out job applications

for you. But the thing that has hurt me most till now is when you ruin my graduation, I am done, I admit that I also spoiled you but I will not any longer. If you want to marry so bad, before your baby is born than you could look at, Hotel X, that offers last-minute weddings. I have spent too much time planning my wedding to gift it to you, and if you want to ruin our relationship. Over this then go ahead, I will sleep sound and safe knowing that it wasn't my fault. She only sent me a wow. You must love me so very much.

And blocked me, she unblocked me this morning to send me this. Meeting planner, hello dear, I got the message from your mother and will proceed with the re-booking of the venue on the spot. However, this will have extra costs as we have to change the names on the contract. Please come by my office tomorrow so we can sign the new contract slash sister. That's great. I'll be there at nine. My parents. My parents haven't actually written me since the thing with my father-in-law, my older brother. Yes, I have an older brother, but he lives in another city and wasn't at the barbecue. That's why I didn't mention him. Plus he initially could not come to the wedding because of work after hearing about all the story, contacted me and wanted to know what

happened because he got a weird story from Mom and Dad. Mom had told him that I had offered previous to the barbecue to give up the venue to my sister and that I humiliated her. I told him what really happened and he had no problem believing me. We talked a lot about our parents' behavior and he confessed that him moving was partly due to our parents being and I quote, shitheads to us. He told me that Mom had gotten wind from the post and was mad at me for betraying my family. I haven't written my parents what so many of you advised me to because I have to come the fact that they love my sister more than me, if they love me at all. The wedding We sat together and put passwords with majority of our vendors and also with the venue directly.

We didn't talk to our planner yet, which is why the text of my sister worries me so much. Also we cancelled the catering that my parents paid for, so short term we won't be able to get a full catering like we wanted to, but all our friends and my fiancé's family will help us prepare a buffet, and everyone is going to ship in, that will be our bachelor party, as we will have to spend more on our food now we canceled our bachelor parties and we'll have a family and friends cooking session. Thank you again for helping me see how toxic my family is, I will try to sort it out. If they apologize from the bottom of their heart, they will be allowed into my wedding, but if not. Then well, I still have my brother, who will be walking me down to the aisle, and my aunt.

Part 4 we called my planner and she was actually really horrified. She told me she never had as much as talk to my mother since the day we went to book the venue. She assured me that even if they were to call and say that I wanted it, I had to be present to make any changes, so we informed everyone that will work for us on our wedding and they offered to hire security for that day at a reduced price. Update. I hope that this time this doesn't get removed, or at least give me some reason damn it mods. Smiley face, a few days have passed and we luckily have sort of

many things out, passwords are set with the vendors, security has been hired, recipes for the family and friends' cookout have been chosen and I will start therapy soon. Sadly, some upsetting things have happened as well. My sister, of course, is brigading against me on Facebook, making constant passive-aggressive remarks, saying that I made her depressed, etc. I have received many messages from her friends saying that I am bitch for treating her that way, I won't mention what happened to Bill. He wants to tell his story once he is ready. I blocked every attempt at online harassment and my sister as well. But two days ago my sister's best friend zagged my car, I called the police and my neighbor, whose hobby is to look outside the widow

and spy on people, identified them too. She is a grumpy lady but actually very lovely once you get to meet her. Now to the part that has me fuming, after not talking to my parents in several days they called and asked if we could talk. Turns out, I was worried but agreed to meeting them with my fiancé in our apartment. When they arrived you could tell my mom had been crying. and I honestly felt bad for ten whole minutes, many of you guys said that they probably played favorites to avoid my sister's meltdowns or that she might have been diagnosed with something and that's why they baby her, well, no, turns out my sister is, like also many of you suspected, just an asshole, no medical history, no diagnosis, nothing. We started chit-chatting

awkwardly then we began talking about the matter. My father first asked us why we canceled the caterers, to which my fiancé responded that we didn't want to have anything they could hold over our heads, insert surprised Pikachu face from both of them. Dad acted offended and said he would never so that to which I said better safe than sorry. My mother continued with calling me disrespectful for talking in that manner to them, I called the disrespectful for all what they had said and done over the last few days. We got in a heated argument about the venue again, to which my father repeated the it doesn't matter where you get married but the person you are marrying bullshit,

it, and finally, finally I gave him the comeback so many of you guys wanted me to give. Yes, Dad, exactly. But isn't it weird how that only applies to me and not my sister? As long as she is marrying Bill, it doesn't matter where right? It was dead quiet and my father was red like a tomato and gasping for air like a fish on land. My mother was quietly crying again and my, so I said, well, I am waiting for your reasoning. My father slapped his hands on the table and went on a rant about family and sacrifices and how a loving family should do what's in their power to make each other happy. I just responded like how you tried to make me happy on my graduation day, you know when sister smashed my cake because she wasn't in the limelight. Quiet again,

my mother quietly said, why do you hate us so much? I looked at her and said I could ask you guys the same thing. Again nothing, my parents knew that they had fucked up but they were not ready to admit it. My mother tried to guilt-trip me saying that my sister is miserable, that she hasn't gone out in days because people judge her so much. My father went on a tangent on how my little sister just needs more time and attention because she is the youngest, etc. So basically excusing her behavior, I told them that I felt hurt because I now saw their blatant favoritism, that they didn't even try to conceal the fact that they loved my sister more. My mother tried to say that's not true, we love you all the same, I wasn't having it. I opened a list I had written on my phone where I had

written every point I could remember about them putting my sister before me. It was a very long list. Some had dates to it, some were more specific situations when I was. Finished my parents were horrified, betrayed, and near tears. They wanted to start explaining again how I was wrong, but I said that this conversation was leading nowhere. They either set family counseling up for us and apologized to me or they won't be invited to the wedding. They left and haven't called since update to the wedding finally. I get around to writing an update. I am sorry that it took so long but I have a few updates to my life.

I guess, however, that you guys are mainly here to see how my wedding played out in the aftermath with my family. After I last spoke to my parents, they did not let go of their position. I was the bad guy, I was responsible for my sister's depression and her failing relationship. It went so far that I had to block them and change my number as they were contacting me from relatives' phones and so on. It was a real bummer, especially during a time that should be so special. I was harassed by my sister and her entourage on Facebook and Instagram, so I simply deleted it. It was a mentally draining time, but, my husband's family and friends and my brother helped me get through it. I had basically cut off every family member that had given me shit for keeping my

wedding date. My Nan came to my door a few days before the wedding begging to let her come. I had a long talk with Nan and she ended up apologizing even though she still failed to see the logic in switching weddings. But she did not want to pressure me and wanted to be there for me, we hugged it out, but... relationship is not back to normal yet. The bachelor party was amazing. We were cooking until dawn and everything turned out to be delicious. My husband made a beautiful three-layered cake. Wedding Day The morning was really good and relaxing. My bridesmaids and I got ready. We drank some Prosecco

made pictures. My dress fit perfectly and I just looked gorgeous. But then came time to leave for the ceremony. We were at the venue making before pictures with my friends when I saw the little car of my sister approaching the venue. Admittedly I was shitting my pants, or well my dress. One of my friends run to the venue to get one of the security people that we hired, I really didn't want another. Hulk's smash moment at my wedding, she had been angry crying and as soon as she saw me she started screaming obscenities. Apparently I am a filthy bitch that made her fiancé break up with her. She was like possessed and at that moment I couldn't but feel pity for her. A thing to explain is that in the mornings the plants are always watered at the venue by some of these sprinkler systems. Thus

the earth was a bit muddy, the next thing happened really fast, my sister bent down to take mud and was getting ready to throw it at me in my dress when my maid of honor sprinted towards her and pushed her so that she fell with her but into the flowers, the security officer arrived seconds later and removed her. And with that, I had enough ammunition to file for a restraining order against her. I didn't even want to file a police report at this point I just wanted her to stay away from me. The rest of the day was just amazing. I married my best friend, the love of my life and just my rock. My brother walked me down the altar. We all cried at the vows. It was just spectacular, of course, I miss my parents, but it is what it is. The celebration was

very funny. My husband had studied a choreography to a Taylor Swift song with his groomsman and the speeches could have been from a stand-up club. We left for our honeymoon and when we came back I decided to start looking for jobs in a different city, I didn't want to lose my friends, but I just felt like I needed a clean break. I got a new job at a university in a bigger city and we are currently in the process of moving. But maybe the biggest change and also the most cliche change is that I am pregnant. It is a classic honeymoon baby. We haven't really told anybody now in fear of something happening so you nice people of Reddit are the first ones to know. Besides my husband and me, I am so excited that I am tearing up just writing this. This

was not something we planned for a few years, but we are ecstatic regardless. I have only heard through people in town about the rest of my family. My sister is still going around telling people that I was the reason Bill broke up with her and that I was trying to dox her or some shit. She has moved in with my parents again and refuses to work. Nan told me that the last time she saw my parents they looked exhausted because my sister was behaving like a baby. I guess their parenting is catching up with them. I can only say that I am really happy right now. It hurts having lost family but at the end of the day cutting out toxic people is the best I could do. I now have a husband and a honeymoon baby on the way, my very own family, oh, and a shiny backbone.

Thank you, Reddit for reassuring me that I indeed was not being selfish, that my family was not in the right. Thank you so much for just writing your comments supporting me. I even took up therapy but I have to say I am really enjoying life. Thank you for everything. This is the update to the graduation story mentioned in the post. Hulk smash graduation cake. Some people ask me for the graduation story I talked about in my last post, and as I am sick and bored out of my mind I will tell you the story. This wasn't too long ago, so I remember it quite good. It was the day I delivered my thesis and presented it, a German tradition is that once you complete your PhD you get one of those black graduation caps that have pictures, memes, and little toys that describe you best, glued on them. So I also got that

I absolutely loved, one of the things glued on my cap, were gummy worms because I would eat them constantly. We had booked a little hall in the university to celebrate. My fiancé and friends had decorated it, provided coffee, snacks, drinks, etc. Also my fiancé had crafted a beautiful cake, one of those that have a self-made marshmallow fondant and a color gradient that went from yellow to pink, really beautiful cake. So eventually after snacking, talking and even dancing a bit it was time for the speeches, my friends, and my boss said how proud they were, et cetera, and then came my fiancé. He talked about all my accomplishments and my life up to this point. My sister absolutely lost it, I mean she screamed and cried like I had killed her cat.

My mom was giving my BF signs to stop his speech and went running towards my sister. My father was already kneeling besides her calming her down. Everybody was kind of lost at this point. My mom came up to me and asked me to do a little speech mentioning the accomplishments of my sister and all that. I asked why, my mom told me about her being rejected from her master's program and that that was the reason for her breakdown. I suppose I looked annoyed because my mom snapped and said, you know what forget it she then told my dad, who had managed to calm my sister down, to take her home. My dad took her by the arm and they started to walk out. And Holly Hell, as my sister noticed the cake she lost it again, crying like a maniac and the she smashed my

f-in cake. Everyone went silent. My dad dragged my sister out without so much as apologizing. My mom just muttered my poor baby. Then I started crying. My friends and fiancé went to cheer me up, but my mom was texting dad to see if my sister was all right. She followed me to the bathroom and reprimanded me for not acting when I saw my sister crying. I told her that I was hurt by all the scene. My mom just said that I had to understand my little sister, because it was a hard time for her and that she didn't have a fancy graduation like me. She then left. We tried to keep the celebration, but it was not really possible.

We went home early. When I went to look for my cap, I found that the gummy worm package that was glued to it had been ripped out, as I later found out that was my sister's doing because she was craving gummy worms.