rSlash - r/Bestof I Won a $4,000,000 Lottery
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                                         Visit swishshalai.ca for contest details, well supplies last. Welcome to R-slash Best of Redditor Updates, where OP wins a $4 million lottery jackpot.
                                         
                                         Our next reddit post comes from R-slash confession. I won the lottery five years ago,
                                         
                                         and I haven't told anyone. I just got engaged. So after taxes, my winning came out to just shy of $4 million. Oh my god! I paid off all my debts, hired an accountant, fixed some things on my truck, and put most of it in savings.
                                         
                                         I kept my job, didn't move, and kept my effing mouth shut. My brother is a method. My sister is a spiteful whore, and my mom still blames everything on my dad who died 10 years ago, so I didn't
                                         
    
                                         want them scrambling to pretend to care about me to get some cash.
                                         
                                         I've been dating a girl for about 3 years now, and I recently asked her to marry me.
                                         
                                         She said yes, I bought a modest ring, just over what people would expect given my known
                                         
                                         employment.
                                         
                                         This weekend, I'm gonna lay everything out for for her and I can truly know that she's
                                         
                                         in it for me and not the money. It's gonna be liberating to be able to buy what I want and take
                                         
                                         care of my friends. This was totally worth the wait. Then about two weeks later OP posted an
                                         
                                         update. So my plan was to break the news on a relaxing evening on an odd weekend when we were
                                         
    
                                         both free. We went to an early dinner at one of our favorite Italian places, and then finally went to see Star Wars. After
                                         
                                         the movie, we grabbed some beer and wine for the evening and went home to relax. After
                                         
                                         the small talk about work and friends, I told her that I wanted to be open about everything
                                         
                                         with each other leading up to the marriage. She got kind of quiet, a little guarded, and said,
                                         
                                         Well, yeah, so do I.
                                         
                                         Posing with that look that people get when they want you to keep talking. I told her
                                         
                                         that we were never truly going to have to worry about money, that she could do whatever
                                         
                                         she wanted with her job or stay at home or change careers, anything. Because I had north
                                         
    
                                         of three million dollars in the bank. Her response was this
                                         
                                         slow. What are you talking about? How? Kind of thing. I got up and pulled a financial
                                         
                                         statement that I'd printed out and stashed in the coffee table drawer, handed it to her,
                                         
                                         and told her that I'd wanted a couple of years before we met. She started crying, like sobbing uncontrollably crying,
                                         
                                         and looking terrified.
                                         
                                         I got really worried and started explaining
                                         
                                         that I kept it hidden because I didn't want
                                         
                                         my terrible family hunting me down,
                                         
    
                                         and that I didn't want people around me to change
                                         
                                         or to lose my friends.
                                         
                                         Then she started apologizing, saying that she should have told me
                                         
                                         before I proposed.
                                         
                                         She has about $40,000 in student loan and credit card debt, and she thought that was going
                                         
                                         to break the engagement.
                                         
                                         She thought that I was so financially responsible that there was no way that I take on that
                                         
                                         debt because she never told me about it.
                                         
    
                                         That was why she had been open to having a prenup in the vague conversations that we'd
                                         
                                         had about it before, and why she never brought up or talked about money.
                                         
                                         So after a long, long conversation about openness and trust, we hashed out some ideas on what
                                         
                                         we would agree on for the prenup in regards to premarital debt and assets and all that.
                                         
                                         I'm going to pay off her debts after we're married married so the tax issue is less of a concern.
                                         
                                         And all of my winnings will remain my winnings if we get a divorce.
                                         
                                         Interest in dividends will be marital assets.
                                         
                                         All told, I'm very pleased with how things played out, and we're in a great place.
                                         
    
                                         We're working with attorneys in my account this week, and I'll be putting in my two
                                         
                                         weeks notice at work.
                                         
                                         She wants to keep her job, but sure requests some time off so that we can take a vacation and settle into actually enjoying some money.
                                         
                                         I talked to one of my friends about paying off his house, and he very firmly refused anything
                                         
                                         for himself. But he was very grateful for my offer to set up his daughter's college fund.
                                         
                                         I'm going to keep leaning on him though. I think he'll come around to accepting some
                                         
                                         repayments of the kindness that he showed
                                         
                                         me.
                                         
    
                                         Maybe a vacation at the very least.
                                         
                                         I don't know.
                                         
                                         Wow, this is a super happy story.
                                         
                                         And I'm amazed OP.
                                         
                                         Most people, if they win 4 million bucks, they quit the next day.
                                         
                                         But the fact that you held on for who knows how long just to find true love.
                                         
                                         Honestly, it's really romantic.
                                         
                                         Also, you sound like you have a decent
                                         
    
                                         head on your shoulders OP, so as long as you're careful with that money and don't waste
                                         
                                         it immediately, then you have enough money to last you the rest of your lives.
                                         
                                         Our next reddit post comes from R-slashamaythabutthole. Am I the butthole for hating my husband's
                                         
                                         mother's day gift when I haven't even received it yet, the day that I'm writing this is the day before Mother's Day.
                                         
                                         I've spent the whole day, or week, more accurately, in and out of tears.
                                         
                                         I started reminding my husband about Mother's Day a month ago.
                                         
                                         I told him exactly what I wanted.
                                         
                                         One of those viral book bouquets with a couple of books from my wish list.
                                         
    
                                         I sent him screenshots of my wish list and then again two weeks later
                                         
                                         as a way to remind him. Quick side note, I had to look up what a viral book bouquet is, and
                                         
                                         it's kind of what it sounds like. It's basically just a bouquet of flowers, but it's got books in it
                                         
                                         also. The reason why I even reminded him so early is because he has a tendency to put things off
                                         
                                         until he forgets about them completely. And unfortunately, I think
                                         
                                         this is the case for a lot of heterosexual men. For my last birthday, we did absolutely
                                         
                                         nothing. He blamed it on the fact that we were flying out to head home the next day,
                                         
                                         but that wasn't for my birthday. That was for Christmas. And I didn't even want to fly
                                         
    
                                         home. He did. The birthday before that, he wasn't even in town.
                                         
                                         He was on a dirt biking trip with his brothers.
                                         
                                         He didn't do anything with my reminders or my screenshots of my wish list.
                                         
                                         He didn't buy any of the books, he hasn't bought anything at all, period.
                                         
                                         And now it's the day before Mother's Day.
                                         
                                         To give him credit, he did talk to me a few nights ago about this
                                         
                                         spa that he found in our area that I could choose a couple of services from his gift to me.
                                         
                                         The services offered were a couple of facials, brow treatments, or waxing options, none of which I
                                         
    
                                         need or even remotely hinted at wanting to get done. I politely told him, I'm sorry but I don't think I need any of this. And he just
                                         
                                         kind of shrugged his shoulders and is now back at square one. Since he never bought me any books,
                                         
                                         I bought some for myself. The package came today, and when he asked me what it was, I told him it was
                                         
                                         my mother's day gift to myself since he never got them for me. He went to our bedroom, pouted, and said nothing. I'm so angry and so hurt. I told him from the very beginning of our relationship
                                         
                                         that I refused to end up in a marriage like my parents, and that's exactly where we're headed.
                                         
                                         I wanted to avoid the cliché last minute purchased flowers and candies so badly,
                                         
                                         and I would still try to appreciate them if he even got them at this point.
                                         
                                         I was asking him if he had plans to go to the store
                                         
    
                                         sometime today and he said that he didn't.
                                         
                                         He's currently sitting on the couch beside me
                                         
                                         watching YouTube videos on his phone.
                                         
                                         See, that goes back to what I was saying earlier, you guys.
                                         
                                         YouTubers are the problem.
                                         
                                         We are the root of all problems in today's society.
                                         
                                         Anyways, I told him exactly what to do, exactly what I wanted, and he ignored it.
                                         
                                         I don't understand why.
                                         
    
                                         Why do I have to work so hard to get someone to show they care about me?
                                         
                                         To show they like me.
                                         
                                         I'm truly so confused, so heartbroken.
                                         
                                         All I know is, I'll be keeping the same energy for Father's Day. So am I the
                                         
                                         bad guy for hating my Mother's Day gift when I haven't even received it yet? Then the
                                         
                                         next day on Mother's Day, OP Posts and an update.
                                         
                                         For those of you who said that I'd feel stupid the next day, you were right. I do feel stupid.
                                         
                                         I feel stupid for ever thinking that my husband would try to give me the same treatment that
                                         
    
                                         I give him on special holidays. I feel stupid for laying out that my husband would try to give me the same treatment that I give him on special holidays.
                                         
                                         I feel stupid for laying out a step-by-step process for him to take the pressure off of
                                         
                                         finding me a gift, and then have him completely disregard it.
                                         
                                         I feel stupid for begging someone to show me they appreciate my efforts to raise our child,
                                         
                                         manage a household, and devote a hundred percent of my time and energy into our family.
                                         
                                         The only thing different about today was that he put up our window blinds, something that
                                         
                                         I'd been asking him to do since we moved into our new house four months ago.
                                         
                                         I guess that counts for something.
                                         
    
                                         There were a lot of commenters concerned about what I do for him on Father's Day and
                                         
                                         Birthdays.
                                         
                                         For Father's Day last year, I planted 2-day camping trip to his favorite cabin side,
                                         
                                         and rented jet skis and prepped him all of his favorite camp meals.
                                         
                                         For his birthdays, I make him a dessert and a dinner from scratch every year, unless
                                         
                                         he wants to go out and we do everything else he wants.
                                         
                                         I get him tools that he's been talking about wanting, I've gotten him new clothing
                                         
                                         items and shoes when he wants something replaced, I get him things that go along with the hobbies that he's taken interest in.
                                         
    
                                         Bottom line, I put in too much effort to receive less than the bare minimum in return.
                                         
                                         I don't care if that makes me narcissistic or materialistic or selfish or self-absorbed
                                         
                                         as a lot of you have called me in my messages. I deserve a partner who effing cares.
                                         
                                         I deserve a partner who takes note cares. I deserve a partner who takes
                                         
                                         note of my interest and makes me feel listened to and respected. I deserve a partner who shows
                                         
                                         me through their actions how much I matter to them. Not with stupid bullshit about spa treatments
                                         
                                         that I don't want. My kid deserves a better role model than that. Better yet, my kid's future
                                         
                                         spouse deserves a better role model than that. I think it my kids' future spouse deserves a better role model than
                                         
    
                                         that. I think it's funny how they were comments saying, just wait for tomorrow, maybe he'll
                                         
                                         surprise you as if I didn't know that this would be the outcome. As if I hadn't been
                                         
                                         reminding him for a month in advance to avoid this, as if the pattern of him dismissing
                                         
                                         my days to feel special wasn't a common pattern. And no, I didn't marry him and trap him with a baby because I thought he'd suddenly
                                         
                                         change.
                                         
                                         He did change, but only because he used to be so thoughtful and sweet before.
                                         
                                         While we were dating and engaged, he always did so much for me and made me feel so loved.
                                         
                                         I don't know why that's changed.
                                         
    
                                         Maybe parenting has taken a larger toll in our relationship than I thought. I really don't know why that's changed. Maybe parenting has taken a larger toll in our relationship than I thought.
                                         
                                         I really don't know.
                                         
                                         As for me, I'm spending my mother's day
                                         
                                         having a very long conversation
                                         
                                         about what we should do next.
                                         
                                         I think we're seeing a divorce happen
                                         
                                         before our very eyes in this post.
                                         
                                         Yeah, a lot of divorces are caused
                                         
    
                                         by extreme incidents like cheating,
                                         
                                         but even more divorces are caused when one of the two people just stops caring.
                                         
                                         They stop putting an effort, they stop showing love, they just don't try anymore.
                                         
                                         Also, since the post was originally an R-slashamai the Butthole post, I'll give a Butthole
                                         
                                         score.
                                         
                                         Opie, you are not the Butthole.
                                         
                                         Everyone, whether they're man, woman, child, whatever, deserves to get special treatment
                                         
                                         on the special holiday that's reserved for them.
                                         
    
                                         So you get zero out of five bad guys.
                                         
                                         I'm giving your lazy, uncaring, apathetic husband two out of five bad guys.
                                         
                                         Because even though what he did wasn't like earth shatteringly terrible in the grand scheme,
                                         
                                         the problem is that this is death by a thousand cuts.
                                         
                                         Every single
                                         
                                         day, every holiday that goes by where the husband just doesn't care about his wife is one more
                                         
                                         cut leading towards the death of their marriage.
                                         
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                                         Our next Reddit post comes from R-Slasher, my the bad guy, and this is actually a really
                                         
                                         old post.
                                         
                                         It was posted over a year ago, so I don't know if you guys will remember this.
                                         
    
                                         But basically, OP's mom died during childbirth, and his dad just completely pieced out of the picture.
                                         
                                         He was allegedly so devastated by the death of his wife that he couldn't handle taking care of the baby who he thought killed his wife.
                                         
                                         So he just handed OP off to OP's aunt and OP's aunt raised him. Then 27 years later after minimal slash no contact with his dad, OP's new stepmother
                                         
                                         contacts OP and says that she wants to get in touch because she just married OP's dad
                                         
                                         and she wants to get to know her husband's son. She asks OP questions about his childhood
                                         
                                         and OP tells the truth that his dad's a loser that he completely abandoned him and he has no relationship with his father whatsoever.
                                         
                                         Well, then OP posted an update.
                                         
                                         Well, they're splitting up.
                                         
    
                                         I heard it first from my grandma, then from his wife, or I guess his ex.
                                         
                                         She was legit crying on the phone when she called to tell me sorry for putting me in that
                                         
                                         position.
                                         
                                         Her and my dad had a longer conversation where he told her everything else that he did, so she made the decision that she can't stay with someone like him. She
                                         
                                         wanted me to know how disgusted she is. Also, to tell me thank you, which is something
                                         
                                         I really needed to hear.
                                         
                                         My dad is who he is, yeah, but regardless, two people breaking up their marriage because
                                         
                                         of something I said is a hard thing not to feel guilty about
                                         
    
                                         This lady is heartbroken going through a divorce just a few months after getting married
                                         
                                         And she wanted to take the time to reassure someone else that they made the right choice
                                         
                                         Unexpectedly though, my dad wanted us to talk yesterday, too
                                         
                                         My girlfriend didn't want me to go. It was probably a bad risk to take,
                                         
                                         but I met with him. And yeah, I should listen to my girlfriend more when it comes to this type of stuff.
                                         
                                         For the first time in my life, I had a conversation with my dad about my mom. How much he loved her,
                                         
                                         and then being happy and excited about having a family. But then she died, and he told me, even if it's wrong,
                                         
                                         he has to blame me because simply if I hadn't been born, she'd still be here.
                                         
    
                                         He's only sorry for not completely staying away from me and saying horrible things growing
                                         
                                         up.
                                         
                                         While he wasn't saying this to be malicious since he did seem sincere, it was still an
                                         
                                         out for me.
                                         
                                         In the end, we decided having a relationship with each other was never going to happen and
                                         
                                         said goodbye.
                                         
                                         He at least apologized for trying to put me in that position.
                                         
                                         The first and only good thing he ever told me was what happened with his wife wasn't
                                         
    
                                         my fault.
                                         
                                         What?
                                         
                                         What?
                                         
                                         OP's words broke up their marriage and he says it's not your fault, but this guy's
                                         
                                         going to blame a newborn child for his wife dying.
                                         
                                         This guy's bonkers.
                                         
                                         Okay, anyways.
                                         
                                         Then I just went home and cried.
                                         
    
                                         I had a date of process, a short therapy session, and support from both my aunt and girlfriend
                                         
                                         to get me through.
                                         
                                         The rest of my family is leaving me alone at least, so I'm glad that in the end it was resolved. It's not a total happy ending I know, but in the end,
                                         
                                         it's better this way. Man, I try not to cuss on this channel, but this husband is an absolute
                                         
                                         piece of shit. Just total garbage human being. First, he blames a child for murder, then he abandons
                                         
                                         the baby. Then, 27 years later, he still can't forgive the kid, and the only thing he has to say is,
                                         
                                         my only regret is not cutting you out of my life completely.
                                         
                                         Man, you think this guy's original first wife would have ever married him and tried to have a kid with him
                                         
    
                                         if she could see into the future and understand what an absolutely disgusting toxic
                                         
                                         human being he is.
                                         
                                         He has the heart of just rotten meat.
                                         
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