rSlash - r/AITA Mom Thinks I'm a Psychopath

Episode Date: May 16, 2026

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Welcome to R slash Am I the Butthole, where OPE's parents believe that brothers and sisters aren't allowed to play with each other. Am I the butthole for asking my mom why a girl wanting a sister is fine, but a boy wanting a brother makes him a psychopath? I'm a 16-year-old boy, one of six kids, and the only boy. My sisters are 14, 11, 9, 8, and 5. Apparently, I cried when my parents told me the first time that I was getting a sister. I remember not being happy the next two times I was told, and I remember my mom telling me I was a psychopath for wanting a brother so bad that I wouldn't celebrate having sisters.

She told me there was something deeply wrong with me, and my dad agreed with her. He told me I didn't get to choose, and I needed to stop being such a baby and act like a man. I didn't have any reaction to my next two sisters being girls. By then, I felt like it didn't matter anyway, and even if I got it. a brother, he'd be too young to have fun with. Because for me, that was the big issue with me having sisters. I was always told that I couldn't play with my sisters like I would with my friends, what? That girls don't play video games, they didn't wrestle or jump on the trampoline, or climb trees, or play football. I was told that was for boys. For all I know, my parents had that

drilled into me before my first sister was even born, and that's why I cried. But I always felt like I had nothing in common with girls, and sadly, we've been raised that way. I don't have a good relationship with my sisters, and we're very different. They don't like boy things like video games, which aren't boy things, but my parents taught us they were. I didn't like playing dolls or house or messing with makeup. My parents were very strict on all of this. It even goes into stuff like hiking is for, what? Hiking is for boys while swimming for fun is for girls? What? I know how to swim, but swimming was for my sisters only in our family. My parents blame me for the relationship between me and my sisters. They told me if I wasn't so upset about them when I was

little, that we'd be close today and have a relationship like brother and sister should, and they make it seem like wanting a sibling to play with was wrong. The word psychopath has been thrown around a few times the older I got too. Recently, a friend of my mom found out that her third child was a boy. She has a five-year-old daughter and a three-year-old son already. The other mom knew that my mom had been through that with me, and she asked my mom to talk to her daughter, and my mom told her it was normal for a little girl to want a sister, and it was okay to be sad that she was getting another brother. My mom was really sweet and even told her friend that it would be okay. I was shocked. It bothered me enough that when her friend and the kids left, I asked my mom why a girl wanting a sister is fine, but a boy wanting a brother makes him a psychopath.

My mom yelled and she told my dad when he got home and he yelled. They told me I was being intentionally naive and I should be a better man by now, but clearly I'm not. O.P., it is literally my job to read stories about morons and buttholes and the scum of the earth. So it's kind of hard in general to phase me, but this story is constantly throwing me for a loop. I have no, no, it's impossible to understand what your parents are thinking or what they're like underlying belief about the world is that informs their actions. Your parents are straight up nuts. I don't even know a better way to say this. They're just crazy and weird and dumb.

I almost have to wonder if they just, maybe they just hate boys. And this is all just some elaborate scheme to like, I don't know, punish you for being a boy, I guess. And so they're showing favoritism to the girls. I don't know. I can't make heads or tails of this. Does anyone know what these parents are thinking because I'm lost here? O.P, your parents suck balls. And I'm very sorry for you that you had to endure that because that sounds genuinely.

It's bad enough that they ruined your childhood, but they also ruined your relationship with your sisters. The other day, me and my daughter were playing keepy-uppy. You know, it's when you get a balloon and you hit it into the air and you're not allowed to let it hit the ground. Is that a boy activity or a girl activity? Am I not allowed to play that with my daughter? I have to only play it with myself or she can only play it by herself? What? This doesn't make any sense. This is so stupid. Am I the butthole for not removing my doormat because it scares my neighbor's kid? My wife and I, who are 32, have been living at our apartment for four years and are both huge horror fans. We've had an art-the-clown dormat from Spirit Halloween for two years now. It's not a Halloween decoration. It's just what we like. Last month,

around the beginning of April, we had some neighbors move in across from us. They have two kids, one's a baby, and one's maybe three to four years old. The first time we met them was a couple of days after they moved in. We were all bringing in groceries and I introduced myself. Shook hands, all that. The dad says, still Halloween, huh? And I just laughed it off. Since then, we've come home four times to them flipping over our doormat. And we know it's them because we have a rain camera. We were fine letting them do it and just flipping it back until a couple of days ago when we caught them doing it in person. We asked what the issue was and apparently their son is super afraid of it, even though the kid was right there and acting completely fine. Not crying, not anything. The only one that seemed

agitated at all was the mom, who swore at us and rolled her eyes and was just generally unpleasant. We haven't interacted with her much before or since. My wife waited until they were inside and flipped it back over. I stayed out with the dad and talked it over and he seemed fine. He said he understood that it was our space and he would talk it over with his wife and that his son was old enough to understand that it couldn't hurt him. This morning we walked out and saw that our doormat wasn't even flipped over. It was thrown outside of the stairwell. We live on the fourth floor, so it was a very deliberate thing.

My wife wants to report it to management, but I'm just about tired enough of this. I kind of want to throw it away, but I also kind of want to keep it. I don't know, I'm just confused, y'all. O.P., I'm kind of surprised because if you're a horror fan, I would have expected you to be a little bit tougher and more, and, you know, have more of a backbone, you're letting your neighbors decorate your own house to their taste and you're like, I don't know, I don't want to deal with this. I mean, that's your right. If you decide it's not worth it, you know, that's your call. But you can very easily resolve this by sending footage to your landlord and saying, hey, they're destroying

my property. Please make them stop or like kick them out or something. Or, you know, get up in her face and teach her that actions have consequences. O.P., you get zero out of five but I'm giving your neighbor 1.5, maybe two out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for telling my dad's pregnant girlfriend that he already has three kids I have nothing to do with? And her baby will be no different. I'm a 17-year-old guy and I grew up with my mom. I only ever saw my dad one day a month and that hasn't changed after all this time. My mom and I tried to end that visitation, but the judge said that since dad never skipped a day,

it made sense to continue until my 18th birthday, which is in October. My dad has dated a few women over the years, and he has three other kids out there. My mom was offered the chance for me to know them, but I wasn't interested, so mom said no thanks for me, and that was it. Those kids are raised by different guys that their moms are married to, so my dad pays no child support or anything for them, and he owes my mom a ton of money too. but she won't tell me the exact amount until I'm 18. My dad has a new girlfriend now, and she's pregnant.

She only knew about me, and every time I was at his house, she couldn't understand my lack of interest in her pregnancy and her baby. She invited me baby shopping with her a few times, and she asked if I wanted to go see a special scan of the baby, and it genuinely shocked her that I didn't accept the offer for any of it. Last week, she asked me why I'm not gearing up to be a big brother, and she said she assumed I would have been happy to have a sibling after all this time. I told her this isn't the first kid my dad had with someone else, and I have nothing to do with those kids, and it won't be any different with her baby. I told her I consider myself an only child, and this isn't changing because he knocks up women at random.

She got very upset and wanted to believe that I was lying, but I convinced her. Then she asked why I care so little, because I could have had a lifelong relationship with all of them. She said that it was so sad, and she started to cry, and said that she wanted so much better for her baby. I told her that she picked the wrong guy to have that with. She locked herself in the room the rest of the time I was there, and before I went home, my dad tried to get me to apologize, but I said no. His girlfriend texted my mom a few days ago and said that she wanted an apology and to hear that I would actually try to be a good brother to her child.

My mom ignored the text, but I know the next time I go over there, if they're still together, I'll be dealing with this again. You know, even if you ignore all the other kids that Opie's dad has, why would she expect a 17-year-old boy to get super excited about, you know, random half-brother that he suddenly has. She sees O.P. Maybe one day a month. They've probably been aware of each other's existence for a short period of time. How hyped is O.P. supposed to be? Anyways, O.P., I can't begrudge you for telling this woman the truth, though clearly she doesn't understand the truth yet. I'm guessing she will in a couple of months when your dad abandons her, too.

Honestly, I can't have a lot of sympathy for her. If you decide to have a baby with a guy who sees his other kid one day a month maximum, how involved can you honestly expect that guy to be? Am I the butthole from moving out of my parents' house where I was paying rent and without any notice when I was told to give up my room again? I am an 18-year-old guy and I have three younger brothers, 16, 13, and 12. Our parents were always a little harder on me than them and I know that can be normal sometimes. But something that always drove me crazy is when they were hosting people from my dad's family, I would be the only one asked to give up my room to keep them. People from my dad's family stayed over a lot too.

So there were a lot of times that I had to sleep on the couch for them. Sometimes I didn't even get much notice. My brothers never had to give up their rooms. In fact, if there were more than usual, my parents would add blow-up bids to my room for them and the guest room would get a mattress or two depending on the situation. It always bothered me and I spoke to my parents about it several times. I thought that we had a breakthrough last year when they told me they hadn't wanted me to feel that way and that they would do better.

After I turned 18, I started working full time and I started paying rent. One of the agreements we came to was there was no more making me give up my room. I told them that since I was paying for that room now, the least they could do was respect that. This was never formally implemented. It was all just very between family. But what happened? A bunch of family visited a month ago. and my parents told me to give up my room for them to have space.

When I tried to stand my ground and also talk to them about it, they told me it was their decision because it was their house. Instead of just accepting it, I called my grandparents on my mom's side and asked if they had room for me and if they were okay with me moving in. They said yes immediately, and they came over to pack me up and move me in. My parents thought that it was a joke

until they saw all my stuff being brought out to my grandparents' car. My parents told me I couldn't just leave. I was paying rent, so I needed to give them real notice. I told them, if I was kicked out of the space that I was renting, then I was just going to leave. Ever since then, my parents have been telling me to move back in, and they said that it was childish to move out in such an over-dramatic way. They told me I left the family members who were visiting feeling awkward and like they were intruding. Am I the butthole? O.P., your parents think that you're an adult when it comes to pay rent. but you're a kid when it comes time to give up your room.

They can't have it both ways. And the silly thing is that what you did was the exact opposite of childish. You're 18. You moved out of the house. That is what adults should do. I mean, even though it was moving into a grandparent's house, it's still a step in the direction towards, you know, being on your own, being independent. They should be proud of you, not mad at you.

Am I the butthole for telling my dad that he raised a criminal after he insulted my kids? I'm a 36-year-old woman, and I grew up with my brother as the golden child. We were both extremely intelligent, and there was always this unspoken competition between us. The thing is, even though I often had more achievements, it was very clear that my dad had a soft spot for him. My brother ended up using his intelligence in a very different way. He got involved in serious crime and became the brains behind it. even manufacturing weapons for criminals. Eventually, someone turned him in to save themselves, and my brother

was arrested. My dad was devastated. He fell into deep depression, and oddly enough, that's when he started getting closer to me. Meanwhile, I went to college, built a successful career that I'd rather not specify for privacy, married my high school boyfriend, and we now have four kids. My husband and I made a very intentional decision about how to raise our kids. No prejudice and no strict gender roles. This comes from personal experiences. My husband lost an uncle who was gay and took his own life because of it. And we also lost a trans friend who did the same after feeling rejected by their parents. That left a huge impact on us and we want our children to grow up knowing they'll be loved no matter what. Here's where things went wrong. My two oldest kids, 10 and 12, spent a

weekend at my parents' house. When I went to pick them up, they looked quiet, upset, and like they'd been crying. I asked my mom what happened, and she got visibly nervous. Then my dad came in, already yelling. He said that he had to do mine and my husband's job. My husband stepped in and asked what he meant. My dad said that he saw our kids playing together with both toy cars and dolls, and that this would confuse them. He said things should be separated, and that he gave them a proper scolding and punished them. At this point, my husband immediately took our kids to the car. I stayed and argued with my dad. It escalated quickly, and then he said, It's not my fault, you're raising gay kids. That's when I snapped and said,

And you raised a criminal. True, factual, no lies detected. It went further, and I told him that if he thinks kids turn a certain way just because of how they're raised, then by his logic, my brother being a criminal would also be his fault. He went completely silent after that. My mom later told me that I went too far and crossed a line. I left and haven't really processed everything yet. I felt like I also brought up my brother because, in some way, I still resent him. What's making this harder is that almost my entire family is against me right now. They think that I was cruel and disrespectful. On the other hand, my husband's family, who are still grieving his uncle, are completely on our own. His grandmother, his uncle's mother, even called me crying, saying she was proud of us for doing

what she feels she couldn't do. She told me the feeling of helplessness after losing someone just for who they are is unbearable and that she wishes she had been stronger back then. So now I'm stuck between being told that I went too far and being told that I did the right thing by defending my kids. Yo, let's recap here. He punished them for playing with toys. Huh? What? Huh? And how is this crossing the line? If you insult someone's kids, you have to expect an argument, some kind of clapback.

Most parents aren't just going to sit there and be like, oh, you're right. My kids suck. Thank you for telling me. Nah, man. Criticizing someone's kid is how you get punched in the face. That was a solid burn, Opie. I'm on your side. Not because it's funny.

It is funny. But because it's factually true. You make a good point. Okay. To be clear, I'm not saying that I agree with O.P.'s argument that how you raise someone necessarily determines how they turn out. I'm saying that she applied the dad's logic to his own argument, which does make sense.

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