rSlash - r/AITA My Parents Abandoned Me at 16

Episode Date: November 4, 2025

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Nothing major. My parents kicked me out of the house when I was 16. I'm not sure why after all these years. Maybe to teach me a lesson or as a punishment. My dad gave me a $20 bill and drove me to the nearest public transportation hub and then kicked me out of the car and said, see ya. I was scared and ended up living on the streets for one night and two days before my childhood friend let me stay at his house for another two nights and two days, until my dad knocked at the door and found me. He said my mom made him come get me and he let me come back

home. This all happened in the mid-90s when there were no cell phones or security cameras anywhere. My parents are aging, and I've always wanted a connection with them, but it's never happened. They have given me good advice and suggestions over the years, though. I've never healed from this, and I feel they abandoned me when I needed them most. Am I the butthole for not really caring about them as they get older? O.P., you have irredeemably terrible parents. You seem to be excusing their behavior when you say that you were a handful and argued back to them, that's just what it's like to be a kid, especially a teenager. Every teenager argues with their parents.

Most parents don't utterly abandon their 16-year-old with a $20 bill. If my parents did that to me, I would never see them again as soon as I could stand on my own two feet. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your parents 4.5 out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for videotaping my wife eating all my fries to make a point. I've seen many posts about girls who insist they don't want anything when the guy is getting food, but then proceed to eat his food. So I apologize if this post sounds familiar. I don't

eat a lot of fast food, but I do indulge when we have long drives. My wife typically packs a lot of healthy snacks for herself, yogurts, quinoa salads in the cooler, protein bars, whatever. I like Mickey D's. She claims the food is disgusting, but then invariably wants a few frog, and ends up eating half of them or more. Although she always denies eating so many and claims she just had a few. On the trip in question a couple of weeks ago, it was her, me, and my 13-year-old son, Nick. My wife needs a bathroom, so we pull off at an exit where there's a Mickey D's. My son and I order food while she's in the bathroom. I asked her if she wanted anything, as I always do, and she said, no, but I will take a couple of your fries. My go-to order at Mickey D's is the $5 value meal.

which includes a McDouble, four McNuggets, and a small fries and a drink. It's plenty of food for me. It would still be plenty if my wife took a few or a couple fries. I like McDonald's fries, but I always eat them last because while I don't mind if the fries are not piping hot, I do like the other food best when it's still warm. Anyway, on this day, I tell my son I want to do an experiment. I tell him, after we get our food and get back to the car, take out all of his food, take my burger and give it to me, and take my McNuggets and hold them in the back seat,

so that the only thing left in the bag is my fries. Now, admittedly, a small fries at Mickey D's isn't that many, but it's typically at least 20 to 30 fries. I tell him to put the bag with the fries on the console between my wife's and my seat, and to set up his phone to take a video of the bag from the back seat, which will record until I tell him to stop. I tell him that I'm not going to put my hand in the bag at any time, and I predict that his mom will eat all of my fries. Sure enough, we're driving along. I eat my burger and make some small talk, and I see my wife's hand go into the bag several times. I ask my son for my McNuggets. I eat those. We chit-chat further, all the while smirking to myself, as I see my wife's hand go back into the bag some more.

Finally, she says, okay, give me your garbage and starts putting it in the Mickey D's bag. I say, What are you doing? And she says, Cleaning up. I say, I still need to eat my fries. And she says, we ate them all, honey. I'll admit, I overreacted a bit here on purpose, incredulously announcing loudly. What do you mean, we ate them all? I haven't had any. To be clear, I wasn't mad. This was the result I expected anyway. But I tried to act mad while suppressing laughter.

She said, don't be silly. I only. had a couple. And I repeated that I had not had a single fry and that I had video evidence to prove it. She said, what do you mean? And I said that Nick had taken a video of the past 20 minutes or so, and you will not see me take any fries from that bag. So if they're all gone, it's because you ate them all. She blew up at me and him in a way that I did not expect, yelling about videotaping without consent, as if I made a surreptitious sex tape or something egregious like that, and yelling at Nick for going along with your father's foolish pranks. I told her I just wanted her to understand that she eats more of my food than she realizes,

and this is why I would prefer to just get her a separate order of fries so that we can both enjoy our food without resentment. She never watched the video, although I think she now believes that she did, in fact, eat all the fries. However, she's been ignoring me, and worse, treating our son badly, blowing up at him for little things that have never bothered her before for the past two weeks, expecting an apology for videotaping her, I guess. I thought this was a harmless way to make a point. Am I the butthole? So what your wife is doing is technically gaslighting.

It's not really egregious gaslighting. It's, you know, one out of ten on the gaslighting scale. She also might be gaslighting herself. She might genuinely believe that she's not eating all the fries, but she's just tricking herself because, oh, of course, I'm not that greedy. And I kind of thought this was going to be just a cute story where you caught her red-handed and she got embarrassed and then got a little bit annoyed. But the blow-up afterwards is completely disproportionate.

It makes me think this isn't really cute gaslighting because it's actually real gaslighting. If my wife caught me eating all the fries, I wouldn't yell at her. I would, you know, be embarrassed, maybe try and turn into a joke, try to be better in the future about eating all the fries. Not turn everyone else into the villain and ignore them for days at a time. This is bonkers behavior. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your wife 1.5 out of five buttholes, though I kind of get a feeling that this reaction is the result of something deeper. Am I the butthole for refusing to get a second job?

My husband and I both started our own business 20 years ago. We were moderately successful in that we weren't rich, but our financial needs have always been met up until the last five years. My husband's business is what most would consider a luxury service. When times are tough, people would do without said service. My husband tried several things to keep his business afloat, including taking out some loans and made some bad investments that had left us in not the best financial state.

At this point, it costs more to operate his business than he is profiting from it. The writing has been on the wall for the past several months, and he's finally agreed that it's time to close the doors. Now, I totally understand that this is something that's upsetting to him. This business was his dream, and you can't just let go of that mentally in a snap, especially not after 20 years. I've been very supportive and let him vent. I've encouraged him to go to therapy, though he's turned me down. I want to be as sensitive as possible. I wish my business was enough to keep us afloat until he's ready to figure out what he wanted to do next. Unfortunately, with all the bills we have, we can't afford for him to sit around

and not do anything. Neither of us went to college, which does mean his options are limited. Going back to school isn't financially possible right now, nor does he want to do that. He'd have to have a boss, potentially work weekends and weird hours, all the things you get to avoid when you have your own business of 20 years. I get why this isn't appealing to him, but unfortunately it's what he has to do. My husband has really pushed back on getting a new job. I've tried to be as sympathetic as possible, but again, we can't afford for him to sit home all day. We've talked about it several times. I show sympathy and empathy. I again tell him to seek therapy. It always ends in an argument where I'm told that I'm being unreasonable. The other day, my sister-in-law, his brother's

wife, came over to talk to me. She spoke to me as if I were five years old and said I needed to give him a break. She said I can't expect him to go back to having a boss after 20 years. She suggested that I get a second job. With the hours I work, I'd never get to see my kids or husband at that point. I said I'm not going to do that. If my business went over, of course I'd go and get a different job. But it's unreasonable for everyone to expect me to work all these hours while my husband does nothing. His help with the housework and kids has dropped since he had to close his business. So I doubt that me working would change that. So I'd be working seven days a week, plus house chores. My sister-in-law just kept telling me that this is a sacrifice I should be making

and that I'm being unreasonable. Everyone else seems to agree, including my husband. I feel insane. Am I the butthole for not wanting to get his second job and expecting him to get one? You know, I gotta wonder, is the economy the reason why the business failed? Or is it because O.P.'s husband is actually pretty lazy and selfish. Dude needs to get up off his butt and go make some money. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your husband and sister-in-law 2.5 out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for sleeping with my soon-to-be ex-wife's friend? My wife cheated on me two months ago with a guy she met while we were still together and working on the relationship. Now, almost two months later, I texted a woman who has a kid who's in the same class as our kid.

I met this woman the first time in our home because my wife invited her and her kid to play with our kid. They got along decently from what I understood. This woman told my wife and I that she was single and had left the father. Now, mind you, this is all I knew about my wife's and her relationship. I didn't know they had been texting each other a bit since then. Fast forward. I text this woman after two months of our breakup because, why not? I thought she looked good and that we could probably just have a good time.

After having met her, we both developed feelings for each other, to which we tried to end, but couldn't. The woman I met then proceeded to text my soon-to-be ex-wife that she has feelings for me and that she's sorry, but she can't really ignore them. All the while, my wife is spending every other week with the guy she cheated with on me and have said she loved him just two to three weeks after we broke up. We haven't even sold our house yet, and she's already rented a place for herself and him, and are planning a new life for them, introducing our kids to him, etc. Posting pictures on Facebook where he's holding my kids' hands. Now she has the balls to say that I'm the butthole? H-ha, O-P, you should screw all of her other friends, too.

You get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving your wife three out of five buttholes. That was our 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.