rSlash - r/AITA My Mom Got Pregnant by a Boy Younger than Me!

Episode Date: October 25, 2024

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Metrolinx and Crosslinx are reminding everyone to be careful as Eglinton Crosstown LRT train testing is in progress. Please be alert as trains can pass at any time on the tracks. Remember to follow all traffic signals. Be careful along our tracks and only make left turns where it's safe to do so. Be alert, be aware, and stay safe. Welcome to r slash am i the butthole where OP's mother gets knocked up by a boy younger than OP is. Am I the butthole for calling my mother by her first name after she got pregnant by someone younger than me? No! My mother is having a child with her boyfriend who's four

years younger than me. Her boyfriend is 22, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Her boyfriend is 22 and she's 47. As a result, I've had a hard time viewing her as mother and she feels more like a fellow peer now. I just can't bring myself to call her mom anymore. It just feels so effing gross to call her that when she's having another child with someone who's younger than me. She of course is furious with this, and she's been making stupid remarks about the way that I've started addressing her, and bad mouthing me to family members among other things, but I don't care. I've always been uncomfortable with their relationship, but I tried to blanket out as

I was only visiting her like once a month. But holy cow, I can't stand being around either of them at this stage. And I feel like I need to stay away for the time being. No more visits. Heffing hell, man. Why was it so hard for her to stay within her age range? How the F does she not see how weird this is? Boggles my mind. OP, you don't have to call your mother mommy because I'm sure her boyfriend is calling her mommy. I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving everyone else, I don't know, I guess 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving everyone else, I don't know, I guess 2.5 out of 5 buttholes? Down in the comments we have this story from Gary Lumpy Armadillo.

My dad dated a 22 year old when he was in his late 50s. All of his kids, myself included, were grossed out. It was so weird. I told him there's no effing way that I'm hanging out with him and her. I felt sorry for her at first, until it became apparent by the things that she said. He bought her a brand new car, paid for her university, up until she dumped him to date his friend, a very rich and older guy that was in his 70s. Am I the butthole for kicking my brother and his new wife out of my house after they tried

to re-decorate my dead daughter's room while I was at work? So this is still pretty fresh and I'm absolutely fuming. For context, I'm a 38 year old woman and I lost my daughter two years ago in a car accident. She was only 14 and ever since that day I've kept her room exactly as she left it. I don't go in there often but just knowing that it's there untouched brings me comfort. It's like having a piece of her still with me. Her posters, her art supplies, her clothes, all of it's still there. I can't bring myself to change it. Now fast forward a few months ago, my 34 year old brother and his new wife, who's 29, had

some financial issues after blowing a ton of money on a ridiculous, extravagant wedding. They asked if they could stay with me while they saved up for a new place. Even though I wasn't thrilled about it, I agreed because, well, family, right? At first things were fine, until recently. I noticed my sister-in-law making comments about how I shouldn't keep a shrine and how it's time to move on. I ignored her because frankly, it's none of her damn business how I grieve my child. My brother mostly stayed quiet, but I could tell that she was getting into his ear.

Anyway, I came home from work last week to a literal nightmare. I walked into my daughter's room and I kid you not, they had taken down all her posters, boxed up her stuff and had started repainting the walls a hideous beige. They had moved, Jesus Christ, they had moved in a bunch of generic furniture, hung up new curtains and were apparently turning it into a guest room. I lost it, screaming, crying, the whole thing. I asked them what the hell they were thinking and their response?

My sister-in-law had the nerve to tell me they did it as a favor to help me move on because it was unhealthy for me to keep the room as it was. I was shaking with rage. I told them to pack their stuff and get the hell out of my house immediately. My brother tried to calm me down saying they meant well and they were trying to help me let go. He even tried to make me feel guilty by saying they had nowhere else to go right now as if that would make me suddenly forgive them for destroying the last piece of my daughter that I had left.

I told them that I didn't care and they crossed an unforgivable line. Now my whole family is divided. My parents think that I overreacted and saying that I'm being heartless for kicking them out. They keep saying they were just trying to help, they didn't mean any harm, and that I'm being too harsh because people grieve differently. They're even suggesting that I apologize and let them move back in. My brother is still texting me asking me to reconsider, saying they're in a tough spot. But all I see when I look at him is betrayal. So am I the butthole

for kicking them out and refusing to even consider letting them back in after what they did? Yo what's crazy about this is even if you remove the whole daughter angle and you just, I don't know, invited a friend or family member to stay over at your house and you come home one day and they redecorated and painted one of the rooms of your house, that's already like a 3 or 4 butthole score. But then you add on top of this, this EXTREME emotional betrayal of OP and... Man, I don't even know what to say. Is this a 5 out of 5 butthole score, guys? It might actually be.

I try to keep that score for, you know, literal murderers and people who molest children, but yo, this is really bad. I think I'll go for 4.5 out of 5 buttholes. I agree with you, OP. They have crossed an unforgivable line. If someone did that to me, I would NEVER speak to them or be in the same room with them for the rest of my life. Am I the butthole for telling my wife that my life would be better without her?

I'm 43 and my wife Anne is 46. We've been married for 13 years. We don't have kids. When we first began dating, nobody could make me happy like Anne. She always seemed to know exactly the right thing to say to me when I was down. But over the past decade or so, she's really started to show her true colors and a lot of what her ex-husband said to me about her has begun to make more sense.

For example, I have a very high stress job. People bring me problems and I fix those problems. But when I get home, 9 times out of 10 Anne just has more problems to throw on my plate. She doesn't work, so she's free to do anything she wants to solve these problems during the day. But lately, she's even begun making lists of things that she wants me to do after I work all day. But my biggest issue with Anne is that I can't ever really open up to her about anything.

Whenever I talk about something bad that happened to me, she'll either try to one-up me or agree with the person who wronged me. Last Friday, I had a horrible day. There was an enormous problem at work that basically all fell on my shoulders to solve. When I was crossing the street after work, I had a green signal, but a bicycle blew through a red light and side-clipped me. The cyclist yelled expletives at me and then rode away. I thought about calling the cops because technically it was a hit and run, but there was probably nothing they could do.

When I got home, desperate, I talked to Anne about what happened. She listened and then immediately took the cyclist's side. I reiterated that the cyclist ran through a red light, to which she responded that cyclists aren't obligated to stop. When I told her she was wrong and tried to put the issue to rest, she began frantically googling laws. She found that in our state, they can treat a red light like a stop sign. She began triumphantly reading the law to me loudly word for word, getting louder when I kept trying to tell her that I wasn't interested.

At the end of her spiel, she gave me this incredibly arrogant look as if she was right. I just stared at her for a second and said that my life would be better without her. She got incredibly upset, shrieked at me until her voice was hoarse and then packed a bag and left to stay with her parents. She's texted me all weekend demanding an apology, but I haven't responded. Did I do something unforgivable here? OP, you're ignoring red flags the way that bicyclist ignored red lights. I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes, I'm giving your wife 3 out of 5 buttholes, and

the cyclist 1 out of 5 butthole. Am I the butthole for letting my chronically late wife miss an event that she was looking forward to by not rushing her because I wanted her to face the consequences? I'm a 31 year old guy and my wife is 32. We've been together for 5 years. I'm fed up with my wife's chronic lateness to many things. It's really annoying and grates on my nerves. To her, it seems like no big deal because I always manage to rush her by telling her the time of an event 45 minutes earlier. She never notices because she's too caught up with herself, constantly taking photos.

That's the reason she's always late. She has a decent following on Instagram and is looking to grow as a content creator. I find it really silly how she turns everything we do into a photo session and at this point, I've stopped agreeing to take photos of her altogether. We've had several conversations about this. I've told her that it's mentally exhausting for me to always have to stay on top of making sure we both get ready according to plan, but she never really does anything to address it.

This time, I wanted her to experience the consequences of her actions. This month alone, we've been embarrassingly late to events two times. And this time was the first that she realized that I hadn't been honest about the timing because I used to give her an ETA 40 minutes earlier. A week ago, I told her that I wouldn't be doing that anymore and that I expected her to act like an adult and be more responsible. It was her birthday this weekend and I got her tickets to an event featuring several performers, including her favorite artist in the first act.

This time, as I'd already told her before, I didn't give her an extra 40 minute buffer. I expected her to remember our conversation and store that information in her head to plan accordingly. Instead, she did her whole influencer routine, decorating our room, setting up studio lights, dressing up and taking photos. The whole time, I knew that she was missing out on her favorite artist because she didn't take me seriously. It was so ironic that I didn't even feel like reminding her. I'm done with the mental burden of always rushing and planning. We arrived and she realized what had happened. She got upset and started crying, asking how could

I do this to her on her birthday. She said it seemed like I was enjoying that I got a rise out of her and she asked me why I couldn't set aside my ego for one day. I told her this was on her, and she asked me why I couldn't set aside my ego for one day. I told her this was on her, that I'd already made it clear that I wasn't going to rush anymore, and she should have listened the first time and expected me to follow through, unlike her. She said the whole point of the event was to see the performances of those artists, who we just missed. She was incredibly upset and kept crying off and on during the event. The ride home was awkward.

I was in the downstairs restroom when she texted me saying that I wasn't welcome in the bedroom that night. I ignored her message and went inside while she was changing. She looked like she wanted to kill me, and I simply told her that her saying that I'm not welcome was irrelevant because it's my room too. If she's uncomfortable, she could take the couch. She ended up leaving to visit her mom, and I'm considering whether or not I was the butthole. So most people are saying not the buttholes and I'm seeing a couple Everyone Sucks Here. Personally, I'm in the Everyone Sucks Here camp because while I do agree with you that

your wife is a major pain in the butt, choosing her birthday to teach her a lesson is really awkward on your part, OP. That's the whole point of a birthday. You're supposed to spoil them and give them whatever they want. I assume you would expect your wife to spoil you on your birthday too, right OP? So I agree with your message, just not the timing of it. I'm giving your wife 1.5 out of 5 buttholes and you 0.5 out of 5 buttholes. Am I the butthole for telling my wife that she's effing wrong and that my mom is right? I'm a 35 year old guy and I've been married to my 32 year old wife for 5 years.

We've been struggling financially for the past few months. I lost my job about 3 months ago and and while I found part-time work, it doesn't pay nearly as much as before. We've had to cut back on a lot of things, but it feels like no matter what we do, we're still living paycheck to paycheck and even pulling from savings. Recently, my mom came over to visit

and she noticed how stressed I was about the money situation. She offered some advice on how we could save money, things like cutting down on takeout, meal prepping to avoid buying groceries multiple times a week, and switching to cheaper brands. My mom has always been frugal, especially when she was raising me and my siblings on a tight budget. I thought it made sense, especially since we're really trying to save wherever we can.

I asked my mom if she was willing to go through our spending and show us where we could cut down. My wife agreed with this. She made a whole spreadsheet about our spending and we are spending way too much money on fun stuff. We don't need Starbucks every day and so on. It also became apparent that most of the fun spending was my wife's doing. To be honest, my wife didn't take the breakdown well and started arguing with my mom that

her spreadsheet was wrong. She said that my mom's way of doing things is outdated and doesn't work for us. My wife doesn't want to give up buying organic produce and she likes having variety in what we eat each week. I tried to explain that we need to make some sacrifices if we want to get out of this financial hole, but she kept insisting that these things weren't as bad as I was making them out to be and that we just needed to ride it out. My mom left at this point and my wife and I were still arguing and my wife told me that she just can't give up her takeout. She also went on about my mom being wrong. That's when I lost my patience and said,

You're effing wrong. My mom is right. She managed to raise three kids on one income, and we can't even cut back on groceries for a few months? My wife got really upset, saying that I'm being a huge jerk for siding with my mom and that my mom is outdated. She's barely spoken to me since,

and now I'm wondering if I went too far. But the way I see it, we need to be realistic about our situation, and my mom's advice could actually help us get back on track. OP, your wife keeps calling your mom outdated, but math is never outdated. Math is math. If you're spending 20 bucks a day at Starbucks, then that's... I don't know, let's math that out. 7,000 bucks a year. OP, I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving your wife 2 out of 5 buttholes. That was r slash am I the butthole, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.