Reddit Stories - Spouse continued to express DISSATISFACTION about our felines DISTURBING her sleep THROUGHOUT the

Episode Date: November 22, 2025

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationships #cats #sleep #marriage #communicationSummary: Spouse continued to express DISSATISFACTION about our felines DISTURBING her sleep THROUGHOUT the night, causing tension in our marriage. Attempts to address the issue have been unsuccessful, leading to ongoing conflict and sleepless nights for both parties.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationships, cats, sleep, marriage, communication, dissatisfaction, disturbance, tension, conflict, sleepless nights, pets, communication issues, marital problems, unresolved conflicts, sleep disturbancesBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6237355/support.

I hope you enjoy this story. Spouse continued to express dissatisfaction about our felines disturbing her sleep throughout the night, and warned of departing unless I removed them, prompting me to remain awake all night. Catch her lying and kicked her out. The past couple of months, my wife has been complaining about our cats. She's been claiming that the cats wake her up constantly and that she's frustrated every night that she has to get up and open the door for the cats or the cats keep making noises or the cats keep jumping on her.

It got to the point where she started saying she wants me to get rid of them. I told her I've never seen or heard any of this, but she claims I sleep through it all. She kept telling me she was getting less and less sleep and kept acting aggressive, blaming lack of sleep from the cats, and that if I didn't get rid of them, she'd leave me. I legitimately started considering giving the cats to my sister, until I noticed something. One morning she claimed she had gotten up multiple times throughout the night to help the cats. She listed a bunch of times. I thought it was weird because I had been up until 4 a.m.,

and she claimed that she got up at 1 a.m. to open the door for them, and a few times around 3 a.m. because they were meowing and jumping on her. I was in the bedroom the entire time while she slept, and I know none of that happened. Things weren't adding up, so I decided to run a test. I waited until she said she was going to bed. Then I let the cats out of our bedroom, lowered my phone brightness, and faked going to sleep. I just laid there in bed for the entire night, bored, but I definitely did not fall asleep. I made sure to make time stamps every 30 minutes on my phone through Discord just to be sure.

I marked down every noise my cats made. One cat had jumped down from something and made a little sound at 3.18 a.m., and one ate food relatively quietly by the bedroom door at 4.57 a.m. Other than that, nothing happened. Sure enough, my wife slept from 11 p.m. until 9 a.m., and that morning she claimed she had woken up at least seven times to open doors and from cat noises and cats jumping on her. At this point I was pissed because she was clearly lying to me. I was exhausted and fed up with the lies, so I just bluntly called her out on it. I told her, that's funny. I stayed up all night to monitor the cats, and they weren't even in the room at all last night. I have time stamps

and everything. So you've been lying to me and trying to convince me to get rid of my cats. Why? She just sat there quietly shaking and looking pissed, then got up and left without answering. She came back hours later and ignored me whenever I talked, and when I asked her how I'm the bad guy in this situation, she finally said that I was treating her like a child by lying about sleeping and staying up all night just to see if she was lying or not and that making time stamps and everything as if I was an investigator was going too far and makes me an obsessive asshole. I did it because she was threatening to make me get rid of my cats or she'd leave me, and her claims didn't add up. So, am I an obsessive asshole? Edit, well she's gone for now.

By that, I mean I kicked her out of the house. Why? Because she's been in the bedroom for hours now, watching YouTube, refusing to talk to me about what's happened. A few minutes ago, one of the cats started meowing and scratching to get into the room. Within seconds of him doing that, she ran over to the door and kicked it really hard and screamed, this is all your fault. Fuck off. It scared the shit out of the cat and he hid under the couch. I opened the door and asked her what her deal was, that it could have hurt the cat, and she

said good. Fuck the cat. So I told her to get out of the house and go find somewhere to stay for a while. She tried to cry her way out of the situation, but I told her I had enough. I'm done. She had every opportunity to talk to me, and now she's screaming at the cats and kicking doors and scaring them. I tried to listen and offered help, but she wanted none of it. Too late. As she was leaving, I told her she can call me when she's calmed down and willing to talk. I'm just so drained at this point.

I tried I gave her a chance to talk before all of this and she insisted there was nothing to talk about I may not have handled it the most mature slash healthy way sure but I tried maybe this can be fixed maybe not I had hope a few hours ago now I just whatever

I'm so sorry I think I'm done replying for now just so much going on so much to think about Too many trollish comments and messages Too many people coming up with conspiracy theories Too many people who can't read or bother to check my comments It's all so tiresome

Life is fun though Update 1, my wife has been Baker acted She did not hurt herself, just said something concerning in public I got a call from the hospital this morning asking me to head over for some family therapy Apparently she finally wanted to talk. I'll be honest, I'm pretty pissed at the reason why she's been so hateful towards my cats. It's absolutely asinine. It's nothing that anyone had suggested.

She's not cheating. She's not sick physically or mentally. She's not bored of the relationship and looking for an out. According to her, one of the cats stepped on her laptop and ruined a story she was writing. She's hated both cats ever since. I mean that sucks, but it's not worth trying to emotionally blackmail me into getting rid of them. I asked her why she didn't just tell me the truth and why she'd been lying and refused to talk about it when I'd asked. Her answer was because you wouldn't have gotten rid of them otherwise.

And explained that when she saw I wasn't willing to abandon them for her, she took offense and made it a goal to have me pick her over them. Sickening, don't know why she actually admitted. committed to it all. The woman with us asked me how I felt about all of it, and I just told the truth. I told her it was a nice run, but I'm probably going to want a divorce. I was asked why, and I told them. I've seen a new hateful, malicious side of her that I want nothing to do with. She was so set on getting rid of the cats over a fan fiction being ruined that she manipulated her husband. My wife started shouting at me that I've betrayed her and that I'm scum for choosing animals over her. At least cats don't give ultimatums like she gave. It sucks that

she's been baker-acted and all I guess, but it's for the best right now. She'll have time to process it all in a safe environment and hopefully come to terms with it. Bad husband, I know. I'm almost sure I'm going for divorce. I'm very worried about having her in the same house as my cats. I want my cats safe. I don't want to worry about them. being harmed or disappearing. Screw that. I guess I'll do what almost all of you suggested. Keep the cats, re-home the wife.

Not how I wanted it to end, but life isn't always nice. If I may, I want to clear up some things from the original post. I did not stare at her all night. We have a mute TV with subtitles playing every night. I subtly watch TV while paying attention to the cat sounds. I'm not allowed to install cat doors, and she won't let me keep the doors open. Apartment rules. Why did I instantly assume she was lying?

I'm unfamiliar with mental health slash diseases. I know about some diseases, but ones that make you think your dreams happened. Tumors that make you see slash here slash remember non-existent things. Sorry that I wasn't aware of those possibilities. So when someone tells me events happened when they literally didn't, I generally assumed they're lying. Shame on me. Update 2, it's over.

A divorce is inevitable. She went full psycho. I thought her being Baker active would help. I'm sorry if this is all so confusing. Right after the last update, I left her a message saying that I'll be here to support her if she wants me to, and that if she wants her items, she'll have to meet me at the apartment. I figured she'd read it when she got released.

After she was released from the hospital, she texted me I'm getting my shit. I told her that her old key won't work anymore and that I got off work in an hour and could let her in to grab her things. She replied, I don't think so. I rushed home from work to find my bedroom window smashed, I live on the second floor with no balcony. She had broken the window and somehow climbed the outer wall to enter the window. She took her laptop, headphones, and on her way out she had destroyed the cat litter box. and the cat tree slash bed. I also couldn't find any of their toys anywhere.

Thank you to those of you who advised me to have my sister watch my cats for a while. The cats are safe with her, and she doesn't know where my sister lives. I called her and she instantly declined the call and text me what. I told her to pay to replace what she damaged slash stole, and she tried to be clever by responding with no amount of money can fix what damage you caused. I didn't take anything either. You owe me a new laptop. I never even mentioned her laptop was gone, so it's obvious she was lying yet again.

Thankfully we have a tile account that lets us track items, and we both have tiles in our cars. I found her car in a Walmart parking lot, and through the window I could see all of the stolen items, along with her laptop and headphones. I just straight up called the police at this point. Long story short, we're going to be spending a lot of time in court. Mental illness or not, I have no sympathy for her anymore. She broke into my apartment, stole shit, lied about it, and tried to get me to pay for her shit. That's ignoring the fact that she destroyed the litter box and cat tree. I'm 100% certain that if the cats were home at the time, she would have hurt, killed, or kidnapped them.

I do know that divorce is guaranteed. I'd also like a restraining order and money back for what she damaged, but that might be too much. I'm just so done. I feel defeated. I didn't even want to update. I didn't want to deal with more messages about how she or my cats deserve death, or this didn't happen. I haven't had the will to do much of anything. I've even called out of work multiple days in a row.

I just lay around the house thinking of what I could have done different. Was there a better ending for everyone? Anyway, I hope this is the last update. I really do. I just want it to stop, please. Thank those of you who have supported me through nice comments or advice or even sharing your own similar experiences. It's nice to know I'm not exactly alone. Thank you.

Update 3. It's been a while. I'm doing better, for anyone curious. My cats and I have moved into a new place and only my side of the family knows where I live. I've documented everything, and I finally feel safe. She contacted my family by showing up at their home and threatened to sue me and fight a legal battle for ownership of my cats unless they told her where I moved to. Yes, she threatened to fight for custody of my cats that she abused. I have no idea why.

My family didn't fold, because she basically threatened them with an easy way. win for me. Quite a few people that once sided with her are now apologizing to me after seeing how she's been acting. I had to quit my job because she kept causing trouble for the company and they gave me the option to either quit on my own terms or be fired. I have a new, better job that nobody else knows about, and a lot of friends and family to support me. I'm still a bit frustrated by all of this and get nervous when I get anonymous calls, but overall I feel much happier now. I even have someone interested in me, but honestly I still need time before I consider anything of the sort. I don't want to drag someone else into stalking drama.

Thank you to those who asked for an update and who have supported me slash given proper advice. I really appreciate it. I'm sure this will be my last update unless something else wacky happens. Peace. Update 4. I didn't plan on ever updating again, nor even looking at this. account again. That being said, a bunch of people read my posts to their audiences recently, so out of nowhere my emails were flooded with notifications from this account. Not really what I wanted to deal with, being reminded of the messy events I went through, but it is what it is. As the memories being forcefully brought back are not exactly happy ones. It's not as if I enjoyed divorcing my supposed life partner after being manipulated slash blackmailed by them. It was a miserable

time of my life, but I did what I needed to for the safety of my cats. My update is neither happy nor sad. Honestly, nobody really won here. My cats were hurt and frightened by all of this. Having been kicked at, moving from place to place to place, losing someone that they for a long while considered their mother slash friend. They haven't been as playful as they used to be, and the youngest one had been urinating around the house. The vet said it's a behavioral thing. She knows what happened and believes that to be why he's doing that. My ex-wife has been homeless slash couch surfing wherever she can. All I know is from a mutual friend.

She got into drug usage from someone who let her stay at their place, and I don't even need to explain how that negatively impacted her considering she clearly already had issues. I don't know much of anything else, other than she never got mental help, because she refused it when offered. She also apparently uses an altered telling of the events that happened as a way of gaining sympathy from people. I myself have a dissentay-ish newer job after I had to quit my old one because of her. I lost all those amazing benefits and such great pay. Luckily I have a new girlfriend. We've been debating on dating for a while, and a few weeks back we decided to try it.

We're having fun for the most part, but I still have bouts of anxiety and trust issues after everything that happened. When she first told me she saw my cat urinating on the carpet, I almost had a panic attack and started questioning her. After I calmed down, I felt terrible. I've been going to therapy and I've recently started meds for a bunch of mental issues likely caused by all of this, so hopefully I'll be back to normal some point soon. As you can see, nobody won. Everyone is struggling in some way. It sucks, but it is what it is, I guess. I really don't want to focus on this much further.

I'm going to keep notifications on for like maybe a day, then I'm turning them off and probably never coming back here again. I'm sorry if this update isn't what you hoped for, but it is what it is. I'm sorry. Next story, went on a date with a guy who said he couldn't pick me up from work, so I took two buses to meet him at a bar, but when it was time to leave at midnight he refused to drive me home and just left me alone. I, 21F, have been going out with a guy, 23M, for two months or so.

We've been on maybe four or five dates. He lives in the town over from me. I live in a college town that relies mostly on bikes and buses for transportation. Most students don't have cars, including me. We made plans on Tuesday to go to this bar with mini golf in his town. He said we could meet at seven, but that he couldn't pick me up. up as he got off work at six. His town is about a 30-minute drive from mine, and that was fine, and I made arrangements to take the bus. Note that I've never been to this part of his

town before. Anyways, I take two buses and get there around 7.15, and we have fun. I drink a bit, and he doesn't drink. I feel like this is important to mention since I assumed he wasn't drinking since he would be driving me back home. Around 11 we decide to wrap things up, and he says good night and that will plan something later. I, confused, asked if he was driving me home. He said no, that he was too tired to after a six-hour shift. Now I'm panicking a little, since he won't drive me and the buses don't go that late between our towns.

I tell him that, that the buses aren't running anymore and he sort of just shrugs it off. I asked him why didn't drink then, and he said he just wasn't feeling it and had worked tomorrow. The only option I had left was an Uber, so I tell him I'll take an Uber. The issue with the Uber is that the price was quite high and I don't have that much money anyways. He says okay and leaves after saying good night, which I felt was another red flag. We were in a public plaza kind of area, and I felt quite unsafe sitting there all alone at close to midnight. I wish he would have stayed until the Uber arrived at least. Luckily the rest of the night passed without incident, except me being like $50 poorer from the Uber.

I've been thinking about it and I just felt very uncared for. Refusing to drop me off and not really caring about how I got home, and then just letting me wait all alone for the Uber for 10 minutes in what felt like a shady area. So, Whipida for not seeing a guy anymore for this reason? Update, I didn't expect so many comments on my last post, but they were appreciated. Comments from Incels were disregarded and laughed at, including some guy who commented probably 15 plus times, but otherwise I got a lot of good advice. To address a few points.

1. I originally thought he would be driving me home since he's done so once before when it was late, but it was in my town. This assumption was reinforced when he only mentioned not being able to pick me up, but nothing about dropping me off. If he had said he couldn't drive me back, I would have just budgeted differently or left earlier to make the bus. Buses around my town run until 12 a.m., but the bus between town stops running at 10 p.m., which I hadn't known. I did not go in knowing the buses had stopped. If I knew he wasn't planning on driving me back, I would have double-checked about the bus schedules and paid more attention. Two, I take the blame for not confirming with him about driving me back.

I am not really that upset that he couldn't drive me back, though I was in the moment. I did, however, expect some kind of concern over how I was going to get back and, at the very least, for him to stay until my Uber arrived. Also, for those who blamed me for getting stranded, I wasn't stranded. There was no question about the Uber, but I just would have preferred not to as it put a dent in my finances. Three, on the issue of me being a gold digger or taking advantage of him, I've paid for dates before. If I had a car I would drive to him. He was the one who suggested the location and time for this date, so I had no problem catching two buses over. And in response to a few annoying comments about if the rolls were reversed, I would have

driven him back. If I was too tired or didn't want to drive at night or something, there is no question that I would have waited for his Uber, and paid half of it. Emo, that's just basic decency. Not really sure were the comments whining about equality were coming from, as I would have paid half and waited whether I was with a man or a woman. I think I've addressed the main points, so on to the update. So the date happened on Tuesday night. I took an Uber back and got home around midnight. He texted me around 20 minutes after I got home asking if I got home safe. I didn't respond as I was exhausted and honestly just wanted to shower and sleep. Throughout Wednesday he sent me a few memes in the morning and afternoon, and then stopped texting.

Wednesday evening I posted my first post, and after that, later at night he asked if I was mad at him and that he'd just been tired. I finally responded and told him I wasn't really mad that he didn't drive me home, especially since it's true I didn't confirm, but I was just disappointed since I wished he would have stayed for the Uber to show up at least. Like, did I wish he drove me home? Sure. but not really that big of a deal that he didn't. The part where he left me at midnight in an unfamiliar place was kind of the kicker for me. He's a lot bigger than I am, and I would just felt a lot safer with him there. Once again he said he was just tired and wanted to go home and said I ended up okay and that it was

fine. Honestly, if he'd done a real apology, I probably would have given him another chance. When I didn't respond to what he said, he kind of moved on and said he already. had a place to take me to next time. Some restaurant a few miles from his house. He said let's do a reservation at 8 p.m. on Saturday and then go out for drinks and then a movie. I kind of wanted to be petty and ask if I should start saving up for an Uber back already, but eventually I just told him that his actions from Tuesday had made me feel very uncared for and that I wasn't really interested in going out with him for a sixth date. He immediately started asking if I was serious and that if he'd known it was such a big deal he would have

stayed for the Uber, this annoyed me since how did he not know it was a big deal? Why did it not occur to him in the first place that leaving me alone at midnight in an unfamiliar public plaza with bars everywhere might be an issue for me? And that he really liked me and didn't want this to ruin things, etc., etc. He even promised to drive me home next time, but I kind of just wanted to wash my hands of this whole thing. I don't want him to feel forced into driving me and I don't want him doing things only because he thinks he has two, and I don't want to be dating someone who doesn't even think twice about leaving me stranded buzz somewhere unfamiliar at midnight and then only texting me like an hour later. He's still texting me, but I haven't

opened those messages yet.