rSlash - r/AITA for Throwing Trash Over Karen's Yard?

Episode Date: February 20, 2026

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Welcome to R slash Am I the Butthole, where OP goes to war over trash cans. Am I the Butthole for stooping to a new low by kicking our neighbor's garbage bins out of the way whenever she leaves it in front of our driveway? A new neighbor moved in. She was nice enough, at first, but she has a serious problem with how she handles garbage days. I'm not sure how the hell one woman can create so much garbage. She'll have her bins out, but they're always overrun. flowing. Many times, I've come out of my driveway to go to work to see a pile of spilled over

fresh garbage sitting right in front of my driveway after the raccoons got to it, or all of her bins blocking my car from leaving. I've spoken to her many times about this, and she always says that she does and claims it must be getting moved around by the wind or knocked over by raccoons. There's no way in hell that all that garbage is getting blown around by the wind, the raccoon part, I believe, but there are locks on garbage bins for a reason, and if you can't close it because there's too much trash, that's a U problem. Lately, even when I know she's home, she'll ignore me at her door. I always back out of my driveway, and I'll see bins blocking my path. I tolerate moving them out of the way, even though it pisses me the F off every morning. What I can't tolerate is when

raccoons get into her garbage, and as I'm backing out, I see piles and piles of effing garbage blocking my path. I've had to use a shovel to get it out of my way. I've been waking up a bit earlier to move her garbage, and the other day I asked myself, why the hell am I going out of my way to help this stupid idiots? I took a good look at her bins and just kicked them as hard as I could over to her side, and the garbage spilled over to her driveway instead of mine. I've noticed how she's slowly learning to take proper care of her garbage, and sometimes she even puts it on the other side of her driveway. She's been a lot better lately, but not perfect. She'll sometimes now lock the bin hinges and keep it on the other side of the street. But whenever I catch it in front of my driveway,

I'll kick it back to her side. I told my wife about it and she said this is so pathetically low of me. She doesn't have to wake up and deal with someone else's trash, so I don't really expect her to understand. Or maybe I'm just a piece of garbage. I don't know. I feel like I've done my part being nice. I don't give an F anymore. Am I the butthole? O.P., I'm not sure which one I dislike more in this story, the entitled neighbor, or your wife, because you're suffering because of someone else's annoying entitlement, and your wife is giving you crap for it? What? She's your wife. She's supposed to have your back. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your wife and the neighbor two out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for kicking my mentally ill brother out of

my house when he was treating my wife? like garbage. So I'm a 34-year-old man, and I'm married and own a home with my wife, who's 26, in L.A. My younger brother is 32, and he's never lived on his own. He lived with my dad until around 24. He then moved into his girlfriend's parents' house until he was like maybe 28. They broke up, so my dad gifted him a condo that was above his business. My brother got a ton of free passes with my dad. My brother trashed the condo, didn't take care of anything, and my dad finally decided to retire and sell it because he couldn't take it anymore. My brother is also on his third car, all bought by our grandfather. About three to four months ago, when he got kicked out, he came to

our door begging, and I knew exactly how it was going to go. I told him he had one month to get his act together, and I caved. My wife is an actress, and she only books about once every six months. She does auditions and classes daily for an hour or two. She mostly does housewife stuff. I told him right off the bat that she wasn't doing any of it for him. I don't care if he's working five jobs. He's doing his own laundry, cleaning, and cooking. Of course, he left messes, threw his laundry on the floor, made the argument that he's working full time and she's not. I was like, this is her home. Then, when I told him he'd have to pay bills two months in, he got mad and said, she doesn't pay bills. She's my wife, and she takes care of our home. Anytime I told him to stop making extra work for her,

he would say, she's a housewife. She's doing it for you, so I don't understand why she can't for me. He even asked why I get to have my laundry done and meals cooked for me, but he can't and works as much as me. It drove me crazy. He also would make noises while my wife had auditions, which was frustrating for her. Not even accidental, like screaming, watching a sports game five seconds after we told him that she was going to Zoom. This was one of my breaking points. She had dedicated her whole life to this since she was like nine. When I started making good money, the first thing I was excited about was that she could focus on her dreams. She finally got a good agent, she's getting good auditions, and she's on cloud nine. As soon as my brother started acting this way, I noticed my wife

was getting stressed. One of the main issues is that he works nights. He was there all day while I was at work, and if she asked him to be quiet, he didn't care. He said he didn't consider it a career, and he didn't think that she'd make it, so he didn't feel the need to care. As if her making it or not changed anything about it being her home and her dreams. If I was home and told him to shut up, he would. However, during the day, he didn't listen to her and made her cry. That was the day I told him to get out, that he'd had enough free passes. It's time to grow up.

My other brothers got mad, said that I'm heartless because he's struggling mentally. But this guy's been struggling mentally since he was 16. and has never attempted therapy, meds, anything. He just cries and relies on everyone to do everything. The verdict on this post down in the comments is that O.P. is the butthole, but not for the obvious reason, for the unobvious reason. The top post from Lord Buff, you're the butthole, to your wife.

It sounds like you knew exactly what was going to happen. You told your brother at the start that he had one month. You laid down the rules and you let him break them all. You let him stay longer, and it took him making her cry for you, to finally kick him out. Yeah, the other thing is, I don't know if there's actual mental health issues that Opie isn't discussing in the post, but this doesn't sound like a mental health problem. It sounds like Opie's brother is just a lazy loser, to be honest. Am I the butthole for telling my sister it's her own fault? She's in an unhappy marriage?

I'm a 29-year-old woman and my husband is 30. We've been together for six years, married for three. We also have a two-year-old little girl. My husband's amazing. We own our house jointly. He did all the night feeds when our little girl was a baby. He cooks most nights while I do the dishes. There is no main parent. We both take care of and plan stuff for our daughter equally. Chores are always split jointly with no issue. I've never once felt overwhelmed by housework, motherhood, or anything of the sort, because my husband is so supportive and will pick up the slack if needed, and I for him. All around, we have a very healthy marriage based on love and respect for one another, and I couldn't be more relieved and grateful for him. sister, who's 31, has always had an issue with anything that I find joy in or makes me happy ever since we were kids. If I liked a show, she'd go out of her way to ruin it for me. If I had a favorite toy, she'd find a way to accidentally destroy it. Everything I had, she either had to devalue it or have the same, but better, all our lives. This carried over to my relationship with my husband. When we first started dating, she made snide comments about how he's only being nice to sleep with you.

Then, when our relationship progressed, her comments got worse. He's not a real man because he cooks and do housework. He's not a real man because he doesn't take care of all the bills at home and didn't buy the house by himself. That I'm a terrible wife and mother because I don't act like my husband's mom and don't do all the child care alone. He's probably cheating on you or gay because, In her eyes, no real straight man respects their partners, apparently. To her, a real man is one who disrespects women, refuses to clean up after themselves, and refuses to cook or do anything around the house. That's the wife's job, according to her.

A stereotypical alpha male. Well, two years ago, she met her now husband, and he's an alpha male type. A real man in her eyes. She still, to this day, thinks she has won up on me because of this, something she won and I lost. Well, she recently had a baby with him, and as you can probably imagine, she had a major reality check. That same real man that she fantasized about is now just another child for her to take care of, on top of a newborn baby. He doesn't help her with anything, does no cooking or cleaning, refuses to change nappies or care for the baby alone, refuses to

wake up with the baby in the night. A few weeks ago, my husband and I babysat for her while she went to a doctor's appointment, while her husband sat at home because he wouldn't look after the baby on his own. The house they live in is also in his name only, despite my sister paying the deposit and splitting the bills up until she was due to give birth. Anyway, over the weekend, we were at our parents' house with our other sibling, our respective partners, and our kids. We were inside while her husband was watching a football game in the living room with our dad, and my husband was out in the garden playing with our daughters and our brother's children. My sister, of course, passed a snarky comment about my husband being weird for not watching football with the guys,

and about me having a glass of wine while someone else was taking care of my child for me, someone else being her own father. Then, not even two minutes later, she started complaining about how hard it was being a mom and a wife, and how she's so tired and can't go anywhere without her baby anymore because her husband is too scared to have her on her own, even for her to take a bath by herself. Now, here's where I might be the butthole. After the comments about my own husband that she had made minutes earlier, I was pissed off. I snapped at her, telling her it's her own fault that she's doing this alone,

and that she chose to be in an unhappy marriage with a man who brings nothing to the table, while simultaneously constantly berating my husband and I for having a fair and equal marriage, and that I have no pity for her situation. This, of course, ended up in an argument in which my mother said that I was mean and cruel, when I should be offering support to a new mom who's having a hard time. Truthfully, I don't care. I've offered her support which she's shut down. I've looked after her baby when her husband outright refused to. I've tried the gentle approach and her only response has been to put me and my husband down. So as far as I'm concerned, she wanted

these qualities in a husband and father, belittled my husband for having actual good qualities. And now that she got what she wanted, she's realizing it's not all it's cracked up to be. O.P., you're super obviously not the butthole in this situation. The big question is, why are you hanging out with her ever? She seems insufferable. I'm giving you zero out of five buttholes. She gets 1.5 out of five butt holes. Am I the butthole for leaving my sister-in-law's house after she invited me over to not be alone? But she just wanted free child care? I'm a 25-year-old woman, and I had to put my cat down unexpectedly, and it's completely shattered me. He wasn't just a pet. He was my best friend, my emotional support, my companion through everything.

I've had him since I was a teenager, and I loved him more than I can explain. Making the decision to let him go was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I held him in my arms at the vet while he passed, and I genuinely don't know how I made it home after. I cried all night. I didn't sleep. I didn't eat. I took the next day off work because I couldn't even function. I was in absolute pieces.

That day, my sister-in-law called and said that she didn't want me to be alone and invited me to come over. I was hesitant, but also grateful that someone seemed to care. I thought that I'd be able to just sit quietly, cry a little, maybe talk about my cat if I needed to, basically just exist around someone so I wasn't drowning by myself. But the moment I got there, it was clear that not being alone actually meant helping her with her kids. We immediately left to pick them up from school. Her son didn't want to get off the jungle gym, and when I just stood there,

my sister-in-law got annoyed that I wasn't physically removing him, even though I could barely stand upright without crying. Back at her place, she told her son that I would help him with homework while she made dinner. I tried to gently bring up my cat once or twice. I honestly just needed to talk about him. And each time she cut me off with, You're just having a moment, or said that we didn't need to dwell. I felt completely dismissed.

Then, her son needed help in the bathroom, and she asked me to do it. I don't know if she realized, but I'd been crying on and off the entire time I was there. I hadn't been able to think straight since yesterday. I wasn't even sure why I agreed to come. And now I was being asked to play babysitter while grieving the most traumatic loss I've ever experienced. At that point, I just stood up and left. I didn't say much. I didn't trust myself not to sob or scream.

I just got in my car and went home. Later, she texted me saying that I upset her kids by storming out and that she was trying to help me take my mind off things. But I don't think she ever actually saw how much pain I was in. O.P., your sister-in-law is a skilled manipulator with very little empathy. I'm giving you zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving her two out of five buttholes. That was R slash Am I the Butthole.

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