Reddit Stories - I was FEELING awful and passed out at my man's WORKPLACE after LOOKING

Episode Date: January 12, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #tifu #relationships #workplace #health #emotionsSummary: After feeling unwell, I unexpectedly passed out at my boyfriend's workplace while observing the environment. The incident caused embarrassment and concern among colleagues. I struggled with my emotions and the implications of my health, leading to reflections on how to manage such situations in the future.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationships, workplace, health, emotions, experiences, personalstories, advice, community, support, feelings, incidents, life, challenges, wellbeing, storiesBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

I hope you enjoy this story. I was feeling awful and passed out at my man's workplace after looking after our kid all day. Woke up later on the ground, with him ditching me there. To bed, so when I confronted him he strangled me and started throwing dishes at me. I, 24F, and my husband, 26M, we've been married for a few years and have a baby. We had relationship issues after the baby, but I thought we had resolved them and he promised he would be better and all that. He did get better, he did his share around the house and house chores aren't a big issue because he just does what needs to be done without complaint but something at the back of my head

felt off. I never really explored the nagging feeling but now I realized that he never showed me any extra care. In fact, he gets upset or easily frustrated with me if I cause any extra inconvenience. Not sure how I didn't notice until now. So two days ago, I think I got sick. I was feeling that gross thick skin feeling and, vertigo, lightheaded, Ike, and by nighttime I was shivering and freezing. I was still able to function so I didn't think much of it.

Complained to my husband about it and then we went to sleep. Yesterday, I woke up feeling like my bones were lead. I'd cow I functioned yesterday, but it felt like autopilot. My boss messaged me with some tasks so I did them on my phone before my baby woke up. rolled out of bed and somehow took my sister to school, came back and worked some more. Usually I have energy to flip between being a mom and working, but yesterday I just laid on the floor to work while my one-year-old watched some Miss Rachel. Then had to pick up my sister from school, come home to make dinner and by the time my husband came home, I felt dead on my feet.

Any time I moved, it felt like I was lagging and my body couldn't keep up. I told my husband this a few times. We ate, I put away the leftovers and put the baby to sleep while my husband went to his office to do some quick work. After this, I don't really remember because my brain was foggy. I found myself in his office. We exchanged a few words but I don't remember what and next thing I knew. I woke up alone in his office on the floor. I felt so heavy and out of it.

It took so much effort to get up but when I got out, all the lights were off, the kitchen was not touched and he was in bed. I just stood in the kitchen and realized that he just doesn't care. I already knew he wasn't going to clean the kitchen tomorrow, and that he didn't care I felt off. I had a busy day planned and I didn't have time to wash all the dishes the next day. So I loaded the dishwasher and then went to bed. I laid down and five minutes later, my husband, very angrily, told me to turn off the lights in the kitchen.

At this point I had no energy to deal with him, so I ignored him and fell asleep. The next morning, today, I woke up covered in sweat, but that gross feeling was gone. That's when I realized that I was sick. My husband was upset with me. He wouldn't talk or look at me and was stomping around. I tried to ask him about yesterday, but he just grumbled something about me confusing him. Everything from yesterday caught up and I just can't see him the same. I realized that he has never taken care of me or done anything that was inconvenient for him.

I've been sick before and every time it's the same thing. He gets upset at me somehow. After I had a baby, he was upset that nothing was kept up around the house yet got angry with me when I fainted from overexertion at two weeks postpartum. I remember him yelling at me that I did this to myself and it's my fault for not taking care of myself even though just two days before, he was telling me that he was angry with me for not keeping up with laundry and that I needed to clean the kitchen because it was starting to smell and he didn't want to cook anymore.

Don't even get me started on how he never woke up at night. All these memories hit me and I just am disgusted by him. How did I not see this? What do I even do? I'm going to stop here before the post gets too long. Edit, he just texted me saying he's beat and could barely brush his teeth this morning. I don't even know what to respond. I can't believe I took care of this man every time he got sick and after two surgeries.

Update, hi, so I'm still alive. I've had a surprising amount of people message me a week or two ago and it's very kind of you people to care. I'll go right into what happened. I went to the hospital that day, since a shocking percentage of people suspected he could have messed with something but no. The doctor said nothing came up. But he did say I had high blood pressure and recommended me to a cardiologist. I still have a month left before the appointment. When my husband got home from work, he was acting like everything was normal.

I wanted to see if he would inquire at all about my faint the night prior but nothing. So after the baby was settled for the night, I asked him why I woke up alone in his office. He got instantly angry with me and seemed annoyed I even brought it up. He said that I was acting confusing and what was he supposed to do. I should have told him what I wanted him to do. I told him about my visit to the hospital and he said that going to the hospital is a little much. I told him the doctor said I am showing signs of heart issues, likely caused by stress. He blew up on me, yelling that I'm causing my own early grave and that it's my fault for not

taking care of myself. With that, he closed himself in the room, leaving me to clean up after dinner alone again. Except I decided that I wouldn't so I went on the couch and watched a movie. He came out, suddenly friendly and flirty. He tried to lay with me and ask what I was doing. He kept trying to act cute and when I wasn't showing much response to it, he got angry and stormed off, locking me out of the bedroom. The next morning, I woke up to him slamming around the kitchen and cussing about how I couldn't even properly clean the kitchen. I just went to the bedroom and went back to sleep, if you can call it that because he kept doing things to keep me awake. He complained later that day about how he was so hungry because I didn't make him breakfast or lunch. I gave myself a break day.

I didn't work, didn't focus on the house, I was just a mom and spent time with our baby. I went to the park, to the library, to my in-laws. I tried to talk to her about the heart thing, and she responded with poor husband's name, he's probably going to stress about this. That's when I realized I couldn't do this anymore. I got pizza for dinner and got home right after my husband. He was not happy and it was different this time. I tried to ignore his obvious tension.

he cleaned the kitchen very loudly and was muttering under his breath. I washed up our daughter and put her to bed, trying not to feel anxious. When I came out, he started talking very aggressively about how I've been letting myself get lazy and he won't take my lack of effort. A relationship is a two-way street, he said. I started yelling back about how I cook, clean, manage his child and work at the same time so how is it that I'm the one that's lazy when he keeps expecting me to do more things too? Things escalated and he started throwing dishes at me.

When he ran out of things to throw, he strangled me. Then he left the house and I called the police. My baby was woken up, the neighbors were there because they heard yelling and glass breaking. It was chaos. When he came back, he tried to say I did everything. Even the bruises around my neck were self-inflicted apparently. I'm still trying to process everything. It all happened so fast.

Sometime I wonder what would have happened if I had just sucked it up and didn't rebel. Would our relationship be fine? I have my first therapy session scheduled for next Tuesday, so I guess I'll talk all about it then. My husband is at his mom's now. I met my grandmothers for now and have almost all my stuff out of our apartment. We have a temporary restraining order. Official hearing is tomorrow morning. I'm scared if I'm honest.

I haven't seen him since that night. My daughter keeps asking me where dad is and I don't know what to tell her. There's my update. I feel so numb to it all. I can probably type much more that happened but it already feels so long. Plus, I don't want to cry again. Edit, I reread this all and I sound like a big whiny baby. Oh my goodness.

I'm sorry, I promise I don't sound like this in person. I also wanted to add a thought. I don't know if I would have called the police and all. if I hadn't posted before. I honestly don't know. This is the most scariest thing he's done to me, but he's done plenty of other things before. When I originally posted, it was more of a vent post. All your caring, kind thoughts moved me. It gave me the little push I needed. I only have my little sister and my grandmother. I can't tell my grandmother any of these details because she's too frail and sensitive.

My dad was an alcoholic and died while driving under the influence. My mom left us after that for a guy in Russia. I don't know how she's doing but she used to treat us very poorly so I don't really care. Point is, thank you all. The responses here are too kind and I don't even know what to say. Comments where Op has replied. Comment 1. Why didn't the police arrest him when they saw the bruises on your neck and the broken dishes?

I think the police should have arrested him on DV charges Oop. He did, but his mom got him out somehow two days later. I'm honestly surprised they even arrested him because they were being very rude to me aside from a woman officer. Comment two. They were rude about strangulation marks. That's awful. They should be looking at it not even just DV, that's basically attempted murder, or at least,

felony assault, or whatever nation's equivalent. It would be under any other scenario. Who I live, the cops aren't known to be very reliable, unfortunately. Comment 3. Okay, but did you go to the ER after being strangled? If not, you need to go ASAP, because strangulation can cause serious internal injuries and complications that can KLLU days after the fact. Please get checked out right away and thoroughly document every injury.

and please press charges against this man, he wanted to KLL you and he very well could have if he hadn't chickened out and run away at the last minute. Also, documenting the physical violence and pressing charges will help you get and keep sole custody of your daughter. This man cannot be trusted with your child after his unhinged display of brute violence. The odds of him harming or cailing her to get back at you are too great. Oop, yes, I definitely did. That was enough proof for the temporary restraint. order in my state. Thankfully, one of the nurses was tearing up when she was taking my vitals and helped calm me and my baby down. She gave me some good advice on how to proceed and I appreciate

it every day. I'd been talking to a lawyer my grandma knows and I have some past proof of other incidents that should help me with my case too next story. Son got sick so I asked my mom to babysit, but had no extra food to give her until shopping day. Then she insisted on taking him to her house, to have a meltdown, so she screamed that she wishes she could lay around all day like him. My son was sick yesterday, and my mom offered to babysit for me since I couldn't miss work. For context, I, 30F, am a single mom because my husband passed away in an accident last year. We had two kids together, ages 12 and 8, and my eight years have severe ADHD and autism. Being a newly single mom money has been really tight and I do get state assistance but not a lot

and my husband didn't have life insurance, so there was no money left to us from him. My mom and sister helped me, though, with babysitting if the kids are sick, or if there is no school because I can't afford a sitter. The issues came when I told her I didn't have food to spare right now because I haven't been able to go shopping yet and to please bring her own food or be prepped to have to have to buy herself food because the food I have in the house is strictly for the kids till I can get to the store this weekend. We were all super sick last weekend and I don't live in a town with a grocery store and the closest one is a 30-minute drive. She said it would be easier to take my son to her house than which I was

okay with, but eight-year-old hates going to her house. When she comes to get him, he has a meltdown because he doesn't want to go to her house. I ask if she can just stay, and I can find a way to get more food before the weekend. She said no and insisted he had to come with her, and that made it worse. Now my mom has not had great patience, but her and my sister are the only sitters I have right now because they don't charge me much, just the gas to get here. Well, she lost it and started yelling at me and him that she didn't have time for this and she had plans that day she canceled just to watch him she didn't mention this to me when I asked. She also said, I quote, I wish we could trade lives and I could lay around and throw tantrums all day and you can go to

work and just have everyone use you and take your money all the time. How much it must suck to be you and do whatever you want while I have to do nothing but take care of other people. I never borrow money from my mother but my sister and grandma live with her and they don't work so I know she is under a lot of stress and she takes it out on me a lot, calling me burden, letting me know how much my tragic loss has affected her negatively. Calling me other names or yelling at me for things my sister or grandma do, I didn't yell or argue. I simply covered his ears and looked at her and went, Mom, he is eight. She lost it and screamed,

Fuck you then, Miss work and lose money I don't care, I am leaving, and then she left. Now she says she will not babysit for me again so I can no true struggle, which if she follows through means I have to miss a bunch of work or find a sitter I can trust that won't break my bank. So I am wondering should I have cut her a break

knowing she is under so much pressure and I understand she is frustrated and needs to get it off her chest, but I feel like verbal punching bag and I don't want my kids to have to deal with that as well. Ida? Comments where Op has replied, comment one. NTA, she is an adult. She's allowed to have her big feelings around other adults,

but it's immature as hell and very damaging to take that out on an eight-year-old. For babysitting, do you have a church near you? They will probably try to convince you to join the church, that is unavoidably part of it, but they might have access to some kind of program to get temporary daycare access for single mothers. Boop, my youngest son can't go to the daycare here because of his behavioral issues and them not having a para or funds to hire a para comment too. Wait, but if he can't go to daycare, where is him when you're working?

Boop, school. He couldn't go to school because he was sick. My mom only babysit if my sister can't when they are sick or don't have school. Daycare and schools are not the same and have different funding and expectations. More on the daycare capabilities slash son's behavioral issues. He didn't have any major behavioral issues until his father passed away. He just needs a para at all times at school and daycare because he is a flight risk. He has a great parra at school who he loves, but we have two daycare.

One is private and is only for members of one of the churches and the other is very small. We live in a town with less than 1,000 people in it so it doesn't have the funds or the capacity for my eight year to go there when doesn't have school. Comment 3 NTA but your mom is Info Is your late husband's family nearby? Can they watch the children from time to time?

Have you looked if there are any organizations nearby that could help in cases like that? In my country there is a charity organization called emergency grannies who can help out at some days if the child is sick and the parent have to go to work, poop, my husband's family won't talk to me or see the kids after the accident. We weren't close before the accident.

either. But even if we were they all work full-time day shift jobs. I have reached out to the churches but they had no way to help me. Other than one runs a food pantry and close closest once a month, but it's at the end of each month. To another commenter, as previously stated they won't talk to me or see the kids. I've reached out repeatedly and get no answers from any of them. I'm trying to be understanding as they lost their child and might need space right now. Comment 4 How does your mother, sister, and grandmother all live there then that they're close enough to babysit? Boop, they live 20 minutes away in a completely different town.

They were picking him up and I was going to go after work to get him. Additional information I would like to state because everyone thinks I have a free sitter I pay them $40 to fill their gas tank when they babysit and I usually ask my sister not my mom to babysit because of my mom having very little patients but my sister had a doctor's appointment that day. My son has serious sensory issues and doesn't like going to my mom's house because of her yelling all the time. She has always been a yeller even when I was kids so I'm used to it, but it overstimulates him easy. He also doesn't like my mom's house because my grandma lives there and my grandma is a horrible woman who tried to cure his

fear of the dark when he three by locking him a dark closet while I was at the hospital with his brother who fell at school and broke his femur. She never was allowed to watch him again. My mom reassured me if he went that she would keep him away from my grandma. Boop also adds to all the comments about social security. I had no idea about any of that and we'll look into it. My Mill told me when he passed that they had life insurance for him, but it would all be used for the funeral. It was very sudden when he passed and it really has messed up the last year of our lives tremendously and I would like to say to anyone saying anything rude about my eight-year-old,

not only will I remind you all that he is just child's special needs or not, but he is child who just recently lost his father. I would ask that if you have anything ill will to say about a literal child you save it for someone else. Comment five, I'm struggling to understand why your mom lets your sister be a bum on her dime but then takes it out on you who is she shelling out $40 for gas every time she babysits. If she spread so thin, idkwise she would voluntarily miss out on that money from you. I'm assuming she doesn't have to use her whole ten. to get to and from your place, Ope, oh, that's very easy to answer as it's been told to me whole

life. My mom didn't want me and hated my dad but kept me anyway. She was married and tried for my sister so my sister is the favored child and always has been. Update, my mom is banned from my place of work, and I will no longer be speaking to her, my grandma, and will be limiting contact with my sister. I was sent home early due to my emotional state. They showed up before my lunch break and demanded to talk to me, and when my boss said no, my mom lost it and started screaming at her so loudly I could hear down the hall from my classroom. She sent another staff member to get me to try to defuse the situation, but my mom only started screaming at me that I wasted her time and her gas because she was going to have to wait around all day

for me. I told her I go to lunch at 12.15 p.m. every day and she showed at 10.30 a.m. while caulking me all sorts of names and cussing with every other word. I asked if we could go outside. to talk and she said that she no longer wants to talk to me and that she just came because my sister asked to her I didn't know this my sister made it seem like it was mom's idea on the phone. One of my co-workers is going to be retiring a week before Thanksgiving and told me she will watch my kids during school breaks after she retires for the same price I paid my mom after everyone got see what my mother was like in person. She said she doesn't feel right having me keep her as a sitter after her behavior today and she understands how hard being a widow is.

She lost her husband when her kids were 10 and 14, but I had no idea until today since she never shared much about her personal life. We ended up having to talk to the police on my mother because she was refusing to leave, and they came and escorted her off the property. After they left my sister called me to tell me my mom blocked me on everything and told her she no longer has two daughters just one and that my sister is forbidden from coming to see me or watching the kids while she lives with our mother. Luckily, she will be moving in with her fiancé after he gets back from deployment. Thank you for all the advice I did apply online to Social Security but received an automated email response saying due to the federal shutdown the local office is closed. They will check my application as soon as someone returns to the office. Also, in case anyone wonders, my co-worker's new child care was a struggle for me but

didn't have any advice to help me with child care because most of them don't have kids, PR their kids are already grown. But the lady who offered to help is one of my favorite co-workers and she has come over to help me make decorations for our classrooms at work so she knows my kids and they really seem to like her whenever she came by to work on work things and I know she is fully certified and trained to care for a special needs child as everyone at my place of employment is. Thank you for all the advice and I appreciate all the kind of words. However, if you are reading this and think it's appropriate to message me to hit on me or lecture

me about how I need to move on, it is not. Thank you.