Reddit Stories - INSISTED my future HUSBAND'S top buddy, my SIBLING, to don a formal suit

Episode Date: February 2, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #weddingplanning #familydrama #formalattire #groomsmensuits #relationshipadviceSummary: A woman insists that her future husband's close friend and her sibling wear formal suits for the wedding. This demand leads to tension, as differing opinions on attire arise. The situation escalates, revealing deeper issues about expectations and family dynamics, ultimately questioning the importance of appearances in relationships.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, wedding, family, relationships, attire, expectations, drama, advice, groomsmen, formalwear, sibling, husband, friendship, events, planning, opinionsBecome 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. Insisted my future husband's top buddy, my sibling, to don a formal suit instead of a casual gown at our marriage ceremony. Consequently, the wedding has been cancelled, and his companions are ridiculing me. And everyone is saying I'm the villain. I, 26F, am getting married to Mark 28M, a handsome, responsible, intelligent man with a kind heart and a great sense of humor. My sister Jennifer, 23F, is going to be his best man. Jennifer is best friends with my husband Mark, 26M.

He's known her more than twice as long as he's known me. We only really met and talked at any length about three years ago or so. They were co-workers together at her high school job, and she's been a part of his gaming group since then. They went to the same college, and their co-workers again now working for his friend John's, 42M, company. Mark was in college for the better part of a decade getting two undergraduate degrees and his PhD, and Jennifer ended up doing the same major as him, likely due to his encouragement. She's thinking about her masters in the same field, but they both work full-time now. In addition to being co-workers and playing Dungeons and Dragons together, they also game

online, and they hang out all the time. They've gone to conventions together, either as part of a group, or just the two of them. They do local classes and events together, and Mark helps Jennifer with her photography and editing. While she has a solid full-time job she likes, Jennifer still has aspirations of being a model slash influencer. She loves fashion, and she's also into cosplay. After we got engaged, we were at a family dinner, and I was talking to Mark about the wedding party, and I mentioned that even though I have two sisters, I wanted my own best friend Helen, 26F, to be my mate of honor. Mark said that was great, because he actually wanted to ask Jennifer to be his best man.

Jennifer immediately and enthusiastically agreed. Being a female best man is just the kind of thing she'd love. Obviously, even if that meant she wouldn't be one of my bridesmaids. She also knew that between our other sister and some of my friends I had too many people who needed to be bridesmaids and Mark was worried about being short on groomsmen. This was all fine and well until later on when we were talking about what people were going to wear. I picked out my dream wedding dress, and I coordinated the bridesmaid dresses, and Mark was going to have his groomsmen, most of which were other gaming buddies and tuxedoes.

I had to talk him out of putting them in cosplay slash run-fair stuff. However, Jennifer was going to wear a dress. Jennifer is a very tall, very attractive woman, and to be perfectly frank, she has a large chest. The dress that she wants to wear was designed by one of her friends online, and while it's not white or anything, it's mostly red and black and pretty well matches the other groomsmen, and it's formal and fancy, it definitely shows off her figure. I wouldn't say in a slutty way at all, but it just does. She would also, as best woman, stand out from the other men on the groom's side, especially in the heels she wanted to wear with the dress. After dropping a few hints here and there and broaching

the subject of each side of the wedding party matching and women's tuxitos, I gently requested that Mark of Jennifer wear a tuxedo rather than the dress and shoes she wanted and he had previously liked. When they gave me pushback, I pointed out to Jennifer that she might be too exposed or she might distract people with such a fleshy dress. Jennifer gave me a dirty look and said, Half under her breath, are you fucking serious? And before I could react, she just said fine. Fuck it. You're the bride. I'll wear the fucking tuxedo, Mark sighed and half said some things about it being ridiculous. But then when I asked him what he said he just said, okay, it's whatever. It's fine. Since then, Mark and Jennifer have been passive-aggressively making fun of my concerns.

With them doing things like Mark comedy ogling her chest or her making all sorts of boob jokes. She's done things like ostentatiously covering up her chest with her hands when she moves past people while saying things like, gotta guard the girls, wouldn't want to knock anyone over. Both her and Mark keep making fake Freudian slips about her chest or her figure. And Jennifer even pretended to lose her balance and fall over because her boobs were too heavy. They pretty much just do this when I'm around. They seem to think it's hilarious. They've made it very well known that Jen is really disappointed about not getting to wear the dress

and that her seamstress friend is upset about it too. And Mark has seemed a bit distant and disinterested in wedding planning. I was looking over some tuxedoes for women and making some suggestions to Jennifer, about ones that aren't too tight in the chest or hips, and she just showed me the one that she had already picked out and said, Is this fine? Or did you want to further micromanage my specific tuxedo? We started to get into a fight, and she accused me of being a bright ocylla. When I told her she was being a bad sister, she said that she wasn't the one who was being body shamed and told what to wear. I told her my requests weren't body shaming.

and she said that they were the same thing. My parents completely took Jennifer's side and said that I should just let her wear the dress. Obviously, she showed it to them too, and they thought it was beautiful. They like her friend too, and her friend has done clothing and costumes for, with her before.

My father said that I should at least stop bothering her about the tuxedo if I'm going to make her wear one, and then I should just let her go with the one she picked. The one she wants, though, is very high visual impact, and it is also very tailored. She said she can match it to the colors, but I feel like she'd still stand out. When I tried to get Mark to weigh in on this,

he just said, It's your wedding, do whatever you want. I guess I'll tell her to do whatever you want. And I obviously don't feel like he's very invested. I feel like he's not on the same page, but he just doesn't want to argue. He's always like that. Even though we both have good jobs,

both Jennifer and I still live at home with our parents, because housing is ridiculous, and it's been awkward around each other. I've been staying over at Mark's a lot over the last year, and I was supposed to be officially moving in, but he's been kind of cool and passive about it. Everyone seems to be acting like I'm the asshole here, even though Mark and Jennifer are the ones being passive-aggressive and unreasonable. I almost feel I should have just made Jennifer a bridesmaid right off the bat

or told Mark that it didn't make sense for him to have female groomsmen. Comments Pug-O-frame, I feel like your husband isn't invested because you're not letting him do anything he wants in the wedding. He's just letting you steamroll something that's supposed to be for both of you. Fuzzy ad 559, your sign that shit isn't okay was the fact that your fiancé called the wedding your wedding is in, not his. Listen to the people around, or you may blow up your marriage before it starts. Oh, oh, day. You don't want her to look pretty and you can go around that with whatever words you want, but the problem is, you don't want her to look pretty. Spin her off yarn, oh dey. Yes, you are body shaming her. Unless she was planning on standing up there

wearing just pasties or a dress cut to her navel, her dress sounds fine. If you think people are going to be thinking about her boobs instead of the wedding, then you're definitely the one with a problem sexualizing people. You do understand your fiancé is trying to humor your bridezilla self even though you're hurting his best friend slash your sister. You get to dictate what the people standing next to you at the wedding where, he gets to dictate what the people standing next to him where. You're the one being passive-aggressive and unreasonable. Not them. Anon is it legal, I'm going the complete opposite as everyone else here. Esh. For starters, let's just get this out of the way. Nobody up in that bridal party should be flashy or outshining the bride and y'all FKN know it.

It's her day. It's the day she should feel like the most beautiful woman there and particularly the most beautiful woman at the altar. It sounds like she's probably always felt a little insecure next to her sister and it's not a big ass to want her sister to tone at the FK down at her wedding. Secondly, the fiancé should not be mocking her and being passive aggressive to her. If he has an issue he needs to communicate it and not be teeming up with her sister slash his friend to be disrespectful and degrading towards the women he says he wants to spend the rest of his life with. How he is treating his fiancé is disrespectful, gross, and humiliating. No matter what the issue is treating your partner in this way is unacceptable. Lastly, Op, I understand you don't want to feel like you're being

outshined at the altar by your sister and your feelings are completely valid in that, but I think you went about this in the wrong way. A better solution would have been to go to your sister and explain to her that you feel the dress is very flashy and it makes you feel outshined and like you're coming in second to her and ask if there was a way you too could pick out another dress for her to where that would make you both happy. Other than that I also feel like you may want to rethink this marriage because like I said above the way he's treating you is completely unacceptable and disrespectful and I'd be absolutely crushed if my partner ganged up on me with someone else and they mocked and humiliated me as a team. He's supposed to be on your team and if he's got an issue

bring it up with you privately. Update there is not going to be a wedding. John 42M of all people marks 28M boss and gaming buddy noticed my 26F post as it got way way more attention than I ever expected. We've only ever met a couple of times and hardly ever talked before, but he reached out to me with, this is John Lowell call me. So I called him from the parking lot after work. John says he's been married for about 20 years and he's tried to give Mark relationship advice. He doesn't think we're a good match. He told me that I should talk to Mark and that Mark has been unhappy with our relationship and extremely unhappy with the wedding planning, even to the point that it's a running gag amongst him and his friends.

I got into it a bit with John because, to be fair to me, Mark's ideas have been ridiculous. Just some of the things he asked for and which John, Jennifer 23F, and his buddies thought would be cool. He wanted the wedding party to have custom swords slash daggers and amulets. He wanted them to have the swords during the ceremony and he thought people would like fantasy amulets. Mark had told me that John was willing to pay for the bridesmaid dresses if we had them done by Jennifer's costumer friend. I told him no, because I wanted normal, nice bridesmaids dresses from someplace reputable and that the bridesmaids could buy them themselves. John told me that he had offered this as a bit of a bet with Mark. Mark wanted to serve mead at the wedding. He said that

his friend, John, could provide it and that he made meat in his basement and had tons of it. I obviously said no, because why would I want meat at my wedding, never mind some guy's basement Mead. John got a laugh out of this at the time, and talking to me, because he's a nerd who likes to laugh at his own jokes. Apparently, he's very proud of his basement mead, and they like to make toasts with it. Basement Mead has apparently become a running gag in their games, as John insisted on telling me. Frankly, John seemed kind of tickled with himself just because he was speaking with me. Mark wanted the band at the wedding to play classical covers of video game and superhero music. Mark wanted the reception to have a jester who would wander around doing

magic tricks and asking people riddles. Some lady that Mark and his friends know asked if she could be an elf at our wedding and wear her forest gown, and Mark said he'd ask me and he described it as some kind of green Greek toga dress with leaves and elven writing on it, and that she'd have elf ears. It's a wedding not a costume party, so I don't even know why he would ask that. I mentioned this stuff to John, and he recognized all of it and some more things to add besides. because Mark would always vent to them about the wedding plans, and John just agreed along saying that I was constantly shooting down all of Mark's ideas. The point is that all of Mark's ideas were completely ridiculous, and that I wanted to have a wedding and not a Halloween party.

John laughed when I brought this up to him and said that these ideas were awesome and that I was just being too boring. John said that he thought we weren't a good match, and that he's told Mark that he needs to talk to me. I asked him if he thought Mark and Jennifer were a good match. I asked him if he thought Mark and Jennifer were a good match, and he just said yes. I asked if there had been anything between them, and he said no. He said he's 100% certain they've never hooked up, because Mark doesn't have the poker face for it, especially with as much as him and the other group members ribbed them over it. He said that Mark is too oblivious for his own good and that the week after her 18th birthday Jennifer said, pretty much straight to Mark, I'm 18, so you can fuck me now, and Mark just laughed it off

as a joke. It does sound like something she'd say because Jennifer does love making inappropriate sexual jokes. John thought there was more to it, though. They've had their characters date each other in games. He said they've been the very model of chastity since Mark has been dating me. Once at an event Jennifer was supposed to kiss Mark, but instead she kissed the palm of her hand and then had him kiss her palm. John is fully confident that neither of them would cheat. I went over to Mark's house, because he hadn't called or texted in a while, and he basically confirmed everything John said. Mark said that I stressed him out when I was over, and he wasn't sure about me moving in because thinking about it gave him anxiety. He didn't like any of my ideas for our house.

It was his childhood home, and he's resistant to changing anything. He just has his stuff everywhere and wherever. He kept trying to talk about giving me some rooms or some space when it's supposed to be our home where all of the space belongs to both of us. He was extremely frustrated about the wedding planning and he felt like he didn't have a say. He said the dress Jennifer wanted to wear was just about the final straw because I told him he could pick the outfits for the groomsman and I told him Jen could be in a dress as long as it matched. She really loves the dress and she got it from her friend, she and John and apparently all of his buddies warned him that I'd find some way to have a problem with it. He says that I talk him in circles

whenever he tries to choose or change anything, even though all of his suggestions are ridiculous. And he said he'd just about given up caring by the time I complained about the dress, so he didn't bother fighting about it. He said it upset him the way I was body-shaming Jennifer about her figure and her breasts. He thought I was being jealous and controlling, and that I had been a bright assila ever since he proposed. When I asked him why he even proposed, if I apparently give him anxiety and he doesn't even want me to move in with him, he said he felt like he was pressured to either propose or break up, and he hoped things would get better and that he didn't know if he had a good enough reason to break up. When I told him that I never pressured

him to propose, he said that all of my friends and family know that I consider it a goal to get married before I'm 30, and he brought up a document on his phone where he had taken notes about what kind of proposal I wanted from all the times I had talked about it. He said that he started the document because of how obviously important it was to me to have a perfect proposal and how often I talked about what I wanted. He proposed because he felt like he had to either marry me or dump me if I was going to have time for my plans. I don't think there's anything wrong with having a timeline for your life, and I wanted to start having kids by my late 20s or early 30s at the latest. I mentioned all of this to Mark again, and he said that that was fine, for me, but that he

was kind of on the fence about of slash when to have kids, and he mentioned that Jennifer isn't sure about having kids at all and certainly isn't in any hurry about them. But I told him that doesn't have anything to do with anything and that Jennifer is just being short-sighted. I asked him if anything had happened between him and Jennifer, and he said no, and I believe him. I asked him why he wasn't dating Jennifer, and he said that at first she was too young, and then he was seeing someone, and then he was dating me, and he said that he values his friendship with her more than anything. He said that his friendship with Jennifer was worth not getting to be with her that way, and that she's too attractive to want to be with him. Apparently, the only

reason Mark even started dating me is because he tried flirting with me at a family party we were at, and he said I seemed into him. He doesn't think of himself as handsome, but he is, and he's got his Ph.D., a great job, and his own house at 28. He's definitely a catch. He didn't agree and he said he's only ever dated his high school prom date, a girl who was kind of his girlfriend until she graduated and left, and me. Mark apologized and said that he wanted to put a hold on any more wedding or moving plans, and that he wasn't sure about the relationship. I had already started crying, but then I broke down and he apologized again. He said he was sorry for messing up my plans and that he kept hoping things would get better. I left as soon as I felt

like I could drive. By the time I got home, Mark had already texted Jen, your sister is crying. Sorry and the two of them had been on the phone the whole time. And of course my mom knew and she tried to comfort me, but I could just tell she wanted to say I told you so. Because she had been warning me I was going to drive Mark away, and she thought he was better with Jennifer too. Jennifer said that she tried really hard to have this workout. Because she just wants Mark to be happy and that she had tried inviting me to gaming and for Christmas before last she bought me a switch with games Mark likes and that she was sorry stuff happened this way. She accused me of not really liking or caring about Mark and just wanting a generic husband. When I told her that wasn't

fair she mentioned the same stuff from the wedding planning and a bunch of other stuff from our relationship that she said made Mark feel ignored or suffocated. She said that the only reason I liked him was because he ticked boxes and always gave in and let me have my way. We started arguing, but our mom stepped in before we could get into it too bad. I asked Jennifer about what this meant for her and Mark and she said he is absolutely her best friend and nothing is ever going to change that and that she loves him. When I asked how she loves him she just said that's not a discussion she wants to have right now. Our mom said everyone needed to cool off

and that was enough for Jen to step away and drop the subject. One of the commenters on my original post asked why I was marrying my sister's boyfriend, and my mom asked very nearly the same thing. She questioned how I'd started dating Mark just about as soon as his age gap with Jennifer stopped being awkward and she implied I shouldn't have been dating him in the first place. That's not fair at all. It's not like he's her property, and Jennifer can clearly just go get what whatever man she wants. It's not like she had any kind of claim on a man just for knowing him.

Even while she was trying to comfort me and saying that things will be all right. My mom wouldn't stop implying that I was wrong for going after Mark in the first place or criticizing me for how the relationship went. She said that Mark wasn't the man for me, and I could tell she meant that he belonged with someone like Jennifer, as if I'm not good enough or what I want doesn't matter. And then I caught her talking to Jen about how things should be fine and how she should try not to be too mad at me as if I was the one in the wrong or I should be apologizing to her. Jennifer just kind of went on like normal and went ahead and went to go game with Mark and her friends

the next day. I know they'd been chatting online like normal. I gave Jennifer Mark's ring to give back to him, and then I had a missed call from him while I was in the shower and a text that said, OK. I guess we are broken up then. I'm sorry. I don't know if I messed this up or if everyone else were the assholes here. Sorry this was so long. A lot of stuff has come out. I feel like I'm definitely not going to get married by the time I'm 30.

That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. Native entrapped me indoors with my unfaithful spouse. I've contemplated extensively the notion of sharing this narrative, and judging by the headline I'm certain you understand. That this story is now closing in on three years old. However, I felt at this point that it is good to get this off my chest. At the time, I, 30 am at the time, was happily married to my 30F wife. We had been married around six years. I will refer to her from here on as Sarah, not her real name. We traveled, ate together and spent time together basically every night for the first six years of the marriage.

During 2019, I started to see some warning signs that, in retrospect, should have told me something was up. In early 2019, I had to be out of town for a work conference, the first time that I had ever been gone overnight from home without her. She immediately suggested that her friend might come visit and even stay over those days. Now for context, this friend 29M, I will refer to him as Mark, is someone she texted all the time, they were close friends, and I know for a fact had been intimate with before we met. I put my foot down and said no, pointing out he never came over in six years, except the one time I was gone. While she got mad, she respected my wishes to the best of my knowledge, and the scenes from the security cameras,

there were other things as well that gave me pause, but for the interest of time I will move on. Now we arrive at the end of 2019, as we are in a movie theater together, I notice her writing messages to someone on her Apple watch during the movie, this was very unusual for her to do, and the messages, although I can't remember them, were a bit strong for a co-worker at a new job but nothing overtly sexual-slash-romantic, I ask her about it after the movie and she brushes it off. Her behavior changes, sitting away from me on the couch, changing in a different room, and so on, I start to. Wonder, am I being cheated on or what is being hidden for me? I feel tremendous guilt for even thinking about checking her phone for confirmation, feeling that if I do,

and I am wrong, there's no point in continuing to be married. After thinking about it for days, I decide to check in January 2020. Now, her phone is always close by, and I don't know the pass code. Luckily, her watch is accessible, and she made the code our anniversary, irony abound. What I discover next is horrifying, Sarah and Mark discussing her hookups with a coworker, them mocking me for not noticing what is going on, Sarah discussing how the idea of me touching her is revolting, how she can't imagine having kids with me, we have been trying in mid-2019, so this especially heard, then I read the messages between Sarah and the co-worker, we will call them Carl. Those messages are explicit, and Sarah shows more affection for him in every way than she shows me now, and Each message tells me a new revelation that hurts more, that a trip she said was to console a friend was really so that the friend could meet Carl, that she began changing in the bathroom so I wouldn't see the hickies on her body, that her therapist knows all of this and says I should be made aware, but that she should be happy with whoever, I stay up till 3 or 4 a.m., reading these messages and taking pictures of everything. I don't sleep that night, my jaw clenched so hard all night it caused. Issues for months, she leaves for work, I'm off that day, and my first phone call is to a lawyer, what are my options?

When I confront her, what can I say slash not say legally? I wait for her to come home, reading over the messages to confirm it wasn't the worst dream I ever had, when I confront her, I tell her what I know, without revealing I had been in her texts, I tell her I spotted the hickie, a lie, but she mentioned it in the messages, that I know she's texting someone, Sarah lies, try to her. to argue it is someone else that gave her the hickie, but finally I read a message from her watch. I guess what I expected was for her to break down and admit everything. Instead, Sarah explodes in rage that I violated her privacy, the insanity and gaslighting of trying to convince me that I was

the bad guy here blew me away, she stormed out of the house and disappeared for three days, no communication as to where she was. Even though I asked her to tell me where she was staying so I knew she be safe, to this day, I only know a small part about where she went or what she did, when she comes back. She tells me she wants to try to fix things, and spend some. Time together, it doesn't go well, I catch her sneaking off to meet with him once again, as she foolishly leaves the watch behind and I can read the messages in real time, I finally tell her in February 2020 that I contacted a lawyer, she insists she won't sign anything until we attend couples counseling, I humor it, but it goes off.

the rails immediately when, after I explain we're here because she had an affair. That she argues my word choice, affair was too strong a word, she also lies about. The fact that she cheated on me before Carl with a married man, something I discovered at a later date going through her watch once again, she admits her plan was to find an apartment, then hand me papers without me ever knowing what is going on, she even tries to blame the whole affair on me, using, in the therapist's view, minor disagreements as proof of my cold and uncaring demeanor. One example. I didn't immediately scream at my parents for a Christmas gift she didn't like. Or at her parents when they playfully made fun of her, at this point, the decision is made, I need to divorce her, as she will

never tell the truth. We agree Sarah will move out of our house, and I even help her find an apartment, anything to get her out of the house faster. One day in March 2020, I watched the news of COVID come in and all construction work stops. Her apartment was almost ready but was being renovated. Now there's nowhere for her to go, I'm stuck in the house with her from. March to June of 2020, for those wondering, she has enough legal knowledge to know that leaving would make her case harder and might still have to pay expenses. Those three or so months were hell, trying to do my job and live in a house with a person who had wronged me and ridiculed me was unbearable at times. We tried, as best we could to keep it civil and not scream at each other every time we passed each other.

Imagine spending 90-plus days cooking meals, passing by, and seeing no one else. In the world but the person who ended your marriage and broke your heart, every day featured me essentially locking myself in a room for eight hours, then doing yard work or working out to avoid speaking with her, she moved out for the most part in late June once the world started to open up a bit, and had all of her items out by July, knowing that I wanted the house. She definitely manipulated the situation to her advantage to avoid her being publicly shamed, her family, to this day, doesn't. Know what caused the divorce, she didn't tell them the divorce was happening at all

till after the papers were signed, and essentially forced me to pretend we were still together until then, at which point I told her to tell her parents or I would, they never asked me what was the cause, although one or two did wish me well, I never felt the need to tell them, as despite the pain and gaslighting she caused, I didn't feel the need to hurt them. Her parents never wronged me, Carl and Sarah didn't. Last, when I found out, Carl told her to leave me and be with him, but she tried to mend our relationship and he walked away from her, so she ended up with no one, Sarah and I rarely speak now unless it's absolutely necessary, which is rare, I've wondered at times if maybe I was wrong for not publicly outing her infidelity, the people who are important to me know

the truth, I also never confronted, or spoke to for that matter. Carl or Mark, or her friend, who knew about all of this but never warned. Me, as for me, I found someone who is truly a good person, and have a great relationship. I've never told Sarah as it's none of her business, much like telling her family about her cheating, I thought about telling Sarah how well I'm doing, but I think that is just Schadenfreude. Thanks for reading, and I'd love to hear your thoughts. Second story, my husband killed someone and can't cope. Five months ago a woman purposely walked in front of my husband's truck,

he struck her, and was killed. Much like the people who kill their family before killing themselves, she was so selfish, basically taking him with her. He quit on the spot, his employer should have recognized that he was in distress and given him some time off instead of accepting his resignation, but they didn't. I'm eight months pregnant and before someone says you shouldn't have kids if you can't afford them, I know. We are in a world of hurt right now and it's only going to get worse, the accident brought up bad juju from. An accident 10 years ago where he lost his wife and son, he has anxiety that he didn't have before,

he goes to therapy but hasn't driven since the accident, he would rather walk in 100 degree heat than get behind the wheel. He has driven trucks for nearly 13 years. It's all he knows. I know mental health is so important, but we are at a dead end. I won't insult him by acting like I know what he is going through or what he is feeling, but we can't afford for him to grieve any longer. I have been telling him for the last month that we are running out of money. We have less than $100 to our names and our pantry is bare. Life can't wait for him to get ready. I don't know what ultimatum I can give him that will snap him back to reality, but next week we are going to be living on the street. We are on a month-to-month lease because we don't have the best credit so if we don't pay, we are out. I've already pushed our

car payment back as much as I could, we've used our get-out of. Jail-free cards, used all generosity from our family and friends, and I've exhausted local resources, I work full-time in a salon and simply don't make enough to support us, I try finding odd-side jobs but I'm limited until after I give birth. I don't want to come off as insensitive, but he needs to go back to work. We had a small savings that we have been using, but that money is gone. My husband insisted he help out the woman's family with final expenses which I was against but he did it anyway. He feels guilty, and I feel like the worst bitch wife in the world saying all this, but I can't do this alone. Update number one, my husband took his life in front of me, this happened a few days ago and it's a cruel twisted

irony that I made this Reddit asking how hard I should push him to go back to work. My last post was about how we were going to lose our place because my husband couldn't recover after a woman stepped in front of his semi-sevenish months ago, I said it was like she took him. With her, now he is actually gone and it's not even the same, before I get some assholes asking why are you posting right now? I don't know what to do, I notified his family, after my last post I pushed him to try to get his job back and they took him back with open arms which was a huge blessing and surprise when I called his boss yesterday to tell him my husband wouldn't be coming back. He told me that the company would pay for his funeral. He had been with them for nearly 10 years

before he abruptly quit the day of the accident. He needed therapy and time. He needed therapy and time off but thought the best thing, the easiest thing would be. To quit and try and handle it alone, if you have people in your corner and if you have resources available to you, please use them. Did you know if someone unalives themselves in your house you are responsible for clean up? If you are renting and don't have renters insurance, it's on you, I'm eight months pregnant and I'm being induced next week and I can't even go inside my house. I contacted the church we had been to on and off. Where we got married, and suicide is a sin so no help there, I Think I was too hard on him in the last few weeks, I had let the stress build up and didn't tell him how bad things were until it was too late, he thought, oh, she can, handle it like she always does, we have to stop thinking like that, and be we I mean anyone who is reading this because I'm sure you do it too, I brought up adoption because who would choose to bring a child into this world being poor. That is what a lot of comments told me and they were right, I'm being induced next week and I. Don't even have a clean environment to bring a baby back to,

It's the last piece of my husband and I don't know if I deserved to raise him. I know I might have seemed like an asshole about my husband. I was slash him just stressed, but he was a good man who deserved to be a father and he deserved to be here. He just didn't see that and I think I'll have a broken heart for the rest of my life. If anyone is in my area who wants to sit on a curb and drink lukewarm bottle water with a stranger. My DMS are open. If you are struggling, please get help. You are not weak or less than.

Mental health is so important and serious. Please, update, while I can't keep up with the comments, for privacy sake I'll just say Illinois, I have a lot of places to call so than you to every single kind comment and message. I won't say I'm okay or that I will be anytime soon, but I'm safe. Update number two. 8 pounds 5 ounces and 19.5 inches. This is an update to those of you who asked on my last post. got removed NSFW, so I hope it's okay that I do so. I had my baby boy this past weekend, 8 pounds 5 ounces and 19.5 inches. I wanted to share the news because when I texted his family the day he arrived I was told they wanted to know nothing about him and didn't want to see any

pictures. Heart crushing is an understatement. Trying to sign up for survivor benefits and WIC while also filling out life insurance paperwork is surreal. I just hope it's approved ASAP I'm keeping my baby no matter how. Hard it'll be, I never thought I'd be sending my husband to heaven and welcoming his boy within a week of each other. I want to believe they somehow crossed paths up there because the thought of him not meeting or never knowing his precious son is unfathomable.