Reddit Stories - Insane recent RESIDENT believes she POSSESSES our whole STRUCTURE, and attempts to evict

Episode Date: February 10, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #tifu #insaneresident #evictionattempt #propertydrama #tenantissuesSummary: A recent incident unfolded where a resident claimed to possess the entire structure of the building, leading to bizarre eviction attempts. This unusual situation raised questions about tenant rights and property ownership, highlighting the complexities of residential living and the challenges faced by landlords in managing difficult tenants.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, tenantrights, propertymanagement, eviction, housingissues, bizarreclaims, residentialliving, landlordtenant, communitydrama, legaladvice, tenantproblems, propertydisputes, unusualsituations, conflictresolution, housinglaw, tenantadvocacyBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

All episodes, completely add free with an Apple podcast subscription. Cancel any time. One-time offer, $2.00. Episode with two stories, first part. I hope you enjoy this story. Insane recent resident believes she possesses our whole structure, and attempts to evict me from my residents. Our fresh inhabitant believes she possesses the structure, March 30th, 2022. So let me begin this with I'm on Mobile so sorry. for the formatting. Anyway, I, 31F, live in a block of six units, apartments for non-Australians.

A month ago the unit above mine went up for sale and sold fairly quickly and the new owner moved in less than a week ago. This morning, I got up and went to take rubbish out and found a note stuck to my door. I honestly thought it was a I'm new to the building kind of note, you know? Oh, I could not have been more wrong. Dear tenant, I recently bought your building, and wished to introduce myself. My name blah blah, not going to put her actual name, and I think you will find me a fair landlord. However I do have rules.

1. Everyone is to be in their units by 9 p.m. If you're going to be out past this, I suggest you find accommodation elsewhere. 2. No pets allowed. If you have any, they must be relocated before I do an inspection or I will call the ranger to remove them. This is the only warning. 3. I will conduct an inspection once a month and you will be present to answer any questions or face eviction. 4. Failure to pay rent on time will result in your eviction. If we all follow these rules, I'm sure we will get along.

Sincerely blah blah. What? The? F did I just read? Fun fact about my building, we all own our own units. Nobody actually owns the whole building. I won't lie I got to the number two and had a slight panic attack because I have cats and there's no way I was giving them away before I remembered we bought our unit just before Christmas. We rented it from a friend prior and when she told me she was thinking about selling it we brought it, didn't even have to move, so in some ways it still feels like renting but we actually own our unit. Now I'm not great at confronting someone, I tend to shake a lot but at that moment I was quite angry so I went upstairs and knocked on her door. You know the gut feeling you have?

It was spot on. That door opened and there stood a Karen, her hair blonder than my own, her nails long and bright colored. She didn't look happy to see me there. I introduced myself and explained that I lived downstairs and that I wanted to talk to her about her note. She started to talk over top of me, explaining that her letter was basic rules and even a child could understand it and if I didn't like her rules I could hand in a letter to vacate. Wow. I would ask if people are really this up themselves, but I work in retail and could answer my own question. I told her that I actually own my unit. She hadn't bought it or the rest of the building but only her own unit and that she couldn't enforce anything in her note. She didn't like that at all. She started yelling

at me saying that yes, she had indeed bought the whole building and that failure to comply with her rules would mean I would be evicted. I was just starting to think maybe I was wrong when another neighbor opened his door. He came out and asked what the issues was about and could she stop screaming as he worked nights and was trying to sleep. I told him I was trying to explain that she hadn't bought the building and she started yelling again. My neighbor told her to stop and then said the best thing I had heard that day. Are you stupid? Her jaw dropped as he explained to her how wrong she was and that he was in fact part of the strata committee, kind of like a hoa that oversees the building, and that she had no right to make rules for everyone. She gave us dirty

looks before slamming the door. I thanked him and he said in the entire time he lived there he hadn't seen someone so entitled. Update 1, April 2nd, 2022. So I guess this is an update to my last post. I had a lot of people ask me to post if she did anything else. This is also currently happening and my so is witnessing it and texting me as I'm at work. So if you miss my last post, I had a new neighbor move into my building and she left notes on everyone's doors saying she had brought the building and gave us insane rules to follow. She does not own the building but only a unit or apartment. Jury is still out if she is insane or stupid. She has been quiet for the last few days and I thought maybe that's it. Apparently I was wrong. So each unit in our

building is allocated one parking space. Just one. I park in mine and my sew parks his car on the street on the other side of the building. Our parking lot had one visitor space. It's a very small parking lot, six spots for residents and one visitor. The visitor spot is nearly always empty and my neighbors have said my so could park his car there if he wanted as we are the only unit with two cars but he doesn't mind parking where he is. This morning my so woke up to yelling. Our kitchen window overlooks the parking lot and he snuck a peek out the window and saw entitled neighbor standing next to our nice neighbor's car and they were arguing loudly. She kept yelling, U.G., that she had a second car and needed to park in his

spot and he had to move his car or else she would have it towed. He kept repeating that it was his parking spot and she could either park it in the visitor spot or on the street, and if she towed his car he would report it stolen. So said she kept yelling she can park where she wants and he needed to move it or else so my so decided to park his car in my empty spot in case she tried to park there while I'm at work. Last message he sent me she has stormed upstairs in a huff and slammed her door. Update, I got home from work and she has parked her second car in the visitor spot, but she's parked it so badly it's blocking the driveway in. Right now I'm parked on the street but too tired to deal with her. Update two, sorry I did an update sooner, so like I said before her

car was basically blocking the driveway and I had to park on the street. Anyway, when I got up for work the next day it was still there but when I came home it had gone. I asked my so as he was at home and apparently a tow truck came and took it away. I'm still not sure which neighbor called the tow truck, but I have a suspicion it's the one she was arguing with. So said she has been quiet all day only the odd footsteps. Update 2, April 5, 2022. While I'm back, as many of you predicted, her entitlement grew. In case anyone missed the update on my last post, her car was towed but I don't know which neighbor did it, I'd count a link post sorry. This made her more. more angry but seeing as I was at work she hasn't blamed me or my sew. It's been raining

all week and as I don't have a dryer I haven't been able to do any big items like sheets or towels. Only clothes as I can hang them up inside. On Saturday it was finally sunny and I raced home from work, dragged my sew out of bed so I could wash all the blankets and dry them in case it rained again. I managed to get through five, yes, five loads of sheets, blankets and towels and I hung them all out of the line outside. We all share it. There are technically two different lines for us to use and we have never had an issue before. I hung out my last load and went inside to chill. I went back out about an hour later to get the first load off and found every single item I had hung out on the ground. Nothing had replaced it, all dot of it had been torn down and my pegs and peg basket gone.

Most of what I'd hung out was still wet and now covered in dirt. I got my sew and he helped me bring everything inside before I went upstairs and knocked on her door. When she answered, I asked if she had taken my washing off the line and she smugly informed me that she had not given my permission to use her line and that next time I should be polite and ask and she might let me. Look, I'm going to level with you guys. I work in retail and deal with nightmare customers. I know how to be calm around these kind of people and I tried to be polite about this whole thing with the letter and the car but my bed is my safe space and I wanted it clean and she fucked with that just to be petty. I calmly told her that everyone can use the line. It's part of the building

and nobody has to ask her permission. She tried to talk over me, but I just held my hand up and told her I was part of the straight-a committee, I know all the rules and who owns what and she needs to pull her head out of her ass. Grow up and stop her behavior because it's not doing her any favors. I told her to have a nice day before she slammed her door. Update 3, April 10, 2022. I was really hoping my neighbor would settle down, but here we are though this story has a satisfying ending, I think. This just happened last night and I'm still a bit tired so I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes. Our neighbor had been quiet for a while and my so and I thought maybe she had finally realized she couldn't control the whole building. One of her cars was parked in her

spot and the other was parked on the street behind my SO's car. Nobody's washing had been ripped off the line. No new notes were stuck to doors. until yesterday. As we are the bottom unit, apartment, we have a side door that opens out onto the shared yard. I think the only time I use that door is to air the place out or as a shortcut to hang washing out. Sorry, anyway yesterday we were going about our day when we saw entitled neighbor and a few other people setting up tables and chairs in the yard. No big deal it's shared space. A few minutes later there's a knock on the side door and it's her.

So opened the door, it's a glass sliding door so she could see us we couldn't pretend we weren't there, and did the usual greetings. She told us she was having a party and we needed to move our wooden planters off our patio because she needed the space for her barbecue. Um, no. Firstly, the patio is our space not shared space and secondly they sit right next to the glass door so I don't want some random looking into my living room all night while they are cooking. So reminded her she doesn't own the building and we wouldn't be moving shit when one of her friends asked WTF was she doing. They had already set up the barbecue in the yard. She huffed and walked off without saying anything us and we thought that was it. It was not.

A few hours go by and we ended closing the curtains for privacy. Whoever designed this building didn't really keep privacy in mind for a detail but anyway. We can hear talking, laughing and cooking, the usual sounds of a backer. party when there's another knock on the door. I was cooking dinner so my so answered it again. This time it was one of her friends saying she had to use the bathroom and entitled neighbor told her to just knock on our door instead of walking upstairs. So politely told her sorry but she couldn't use ours and she apologized for knocking and intruding. Not even two minutes later there's banging on the door and by now my so is pissed. He opened the door and entitled neighbor

started to lay into him about how dare he expect her guests to go all the way upstairs and that he needed to apologize to her and keep the door open for her guests. Now my so is usually a calm guy, very easy to talk to and rational, but in that moment he lost his shit. He told her to fuck off and stop bothering us, to get her head out of her ass and she can't lay claim to everything she sees. Our bathroom wasn't hers to use, her guests could use her bathroom and if she knocked on our door again he would call the police for harassment. At this point one of her friends came over and told entitled neighbor she needed to leave us alone and stop bugging us before apologizing and telling us to have a good night.

We expected the party to be loud and go on all night but it actually wrapped up pretty early, about 1 a.m. I think, this morning when I got up everything had been cleaned up from the yard, but our planners had been knocked over. Jokes on her because we hadn't planted anything in them yet in most of the soil and there was used cat litter. I use potting mix as cat litter because it's cheaper, so now she can smell my cat's old turds. Update 4, May 1st, 2022. While I'm back, I thought maybe my neighbor had settled down and I was done with her behavior. I do hear her fighting with the upstairs neighbor now and then, but that's about it. This happened this afternoon and I'm still trying to figure out how her brain works. So in my previous posts I explained how

my new neighbor thinks she owns the building our apartment is in, news flash she doesn't, and implemented some crazy-ass rules, none of which were legal, it took a few arguments, but I thought she finally understood she didn't own everything. Boy, was I wrong. So as I am on the ground floor, I have a glass sliding door that opens out into the shared yard, not happy about this, but we mainly treat it like a window anyway. Being that it was a nice cool day, I had the door open, but the screen door shut and locked so I could air the house out after having rained and the house smelling musty. Whenever that door is open my cats will sit at it birds outside. I was pretty tired and my so suggested we both lay down and have a nap while I wait for the washing machine to finish thought

sure why not it's quiet today and we went and laid down. We were woken up about an hour later to a rattling noise in the lounge room and I thought maybe one of the cats had tried to climb the screen door again so I got up to scold them and found my entitled neighbor trying to open my screen door. Like really pulling on it to the point the whole door was shaking. I asked her what was she doing and she told me she had seen my cats through the door while on her way to hang clothes out and wanted to pet them but the door was stuck. I told her it wasn't stuck, it was locked because this is a private residence and she can't just walk in here whenever she pleased. She kept trying to open the door while yelling that I can't keep my cats from people if they

want to pet them and it's her right to show them real love. I repeated that this was my home and she couldn't walk in whenever she wanted. This really seemed to piss her off and she started to yell at me that I was a little bitch and I was abusing my animals and how dare I speak to her like that. At this point I was pretty sick of being yelled at in my own home so I just mustered up the sweetest smile I could before politely telling her to fuck off. If looks could kill my cats would be eating my body right now. She tried to open the door again when my so came out and said he would call the police if she didn't stop. She finally let go of the door, glared at us and stormed off. Needless to say, we are ordering another camera for that door now and yes, my cats are microchipped.

ETA thought I might add this as it's been in a few comments. My phone was charging in my bedroom and I didn't take it out with me when I got up, where I live the police aren't very helpful unless it's actually happening but I didn't want to turn my back on crazy. My soul only got out of bed when he heard shouting because he thought I was talking to the cats. Update 5, June 2022. So if you're new to the story here's a brief recap, or you can check my history, my entitled neighbor brought the unit above us and thought she bought the whole building, she hadn't, and tried to implement some insane rules.

She also tried to park in other people's assigned parking and threatened to have our cars toad told me I was abusing my cats because I wouldn't let her pet them screamed at me because I wouldn't let her friends use my bathroom. Anyway, it's been quiet for a few weeks. I normally hear her arguing with another neighbor all the time but lately nothing. Last week I brought a new car, yay, and it's slightly bigger than my old car so I'm not confident enough to park it in my spot so I've been parking on the street. The other day I got home from work and I saw a young man standing on her balcony.

He was quite friendly, called out hello to me and introduced himself as her nephew and explained why he was there. She broke her foot. Apparently at the last family dinner she tripped over a dog and broke her foot and is now staying with family because she can't get up and down the stairs. He said he was house sitting because she said she didn't trust her neighbors but he admitted we are all really nice and quiet and maybe she is just crazy. It took all my strength to not sing and dance right there. Update 6, June 15th 2022. Well, she's back. Was hoping she just wouldn't come back after she broke her foot,

but last week we heard a door slam from upstairs, we looked outside and yep her car is there. No idea if her nephew who was house sitting is there or not still. Anyway, a few days ago I tested positive for the much-whispered pathogen and have been doing the right thing and staying inside and dying quietly, him fully vaccinated so it's not that bad though I could live without the headaches. My partner was away all day Saturday because he was picking up his new car and he got home late Saturday afternoon,

parking his new car on the back lawn so he could give it a quick hose down from the drive. I was inside watching through the sliding door when I heard her balcony door open and she started yelling at him to get off her lawn. He told her to shove it, it's not her lawn and he is done when he is done and can she please stop yelling because I have COVID and it doesn't help the migraines. Well, that was a mistake. I heard her storming down the stairs and she starts banging on our door screaming that I'm diseased and I need to isolate somewhere else before she gets sick and if I don't leave she was

going to call the police. I told her, through the main door, that she has been told repeatedly she can't kick us out of our own place that we own. I am staying inside and that she could call the police if she wanted, but she would more than likely be fined herself for wasting their time. According to Mice Soho was coming in after moving his car, she looked downright murderous, but once she saw him she took off up the stairs. Haven't heard anything from her since or anything from the police so we think it was an empty threat. I was so tempted to open the door because like they say, sharing is caring. ETA, just wanted to add because I've had a few comments on it.

We can't get her evicted from her own home as she owns it just like we own ours. Also lawyers in Australia are very expensive just to talk to, like when we brought our unit THR lawyers handling the sale charged us for everything. They stuffed up the paperwork by misspelling my name and then charged us more to reissue the papers with the correct name. As far as I know my upstairs neighbor spoke to his lawyer, about her, but they can't do much anyway. Update 7, October 6th, 2022.

I'm back. Did you miss me? I won't lie I was hoping I would never have to post again and she would become a normal neighbor. I was wrong. So she was so quiet for so long and her car was barely there I was starting to think maybe she had moved out, but I got a nice reminder last week that she is still around. To start this story I must give a brief background.

There are eight units total in this building. I am on the ground floor and the very nice old lady across the hallway and I have an unspoken rule that if one of us is home and the other isn't we sign for and accept packages so they just aren't left in the hallway. I had been expecting a package and I had a feeling it was going to show up while I was at work but I wasn't worried because of my nice old neighbor. She would drop it off when I got home, no drama right? Wrong.

My nice old neighbor had actually gone away for a few days so with nobody around my package was left next to my front door. But it wasn't there when I got home. Oh yes. Yes, dear reader. She had it. About ten minutes after I got home I heard the familiar stomping on the stairs and the banging on my door. Long story short, my package had been delivered and she wanted to do the nice thing and hold onto it until I came home but apparently it had accidentally ripped and she saw what was inside. I won't lie, it was sex toys, I like to treat myself Sue me. The moment I opened the door she threw my package at me, yelling how I was a disgusting pervert and I should move out before it spreads.

I told her that opening someone else's mail is a crime. It's not a crime to buy those kind of things, but thanks for taking care of my package. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. Spouse covertly continued communicating with their former partner and hurried to console them when they phoned in tears, then returned home intoxicated. with marks of makeup on their face, so I prepared 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 boba 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 he 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. 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. I told him that he was 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 I've 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 haven't heard from 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 in 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 what 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. O O O-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. OOP, 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, hi everyone, 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 co-workers 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 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.