rSlash - r/Offmychest I Paid an Adult Actress to Cuddle

Episode Date: May 21, 2026

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free of charge. BetMGM operates pursuant to an operating agreement with Eye Gaming, Ontario. Welcome to R slash off my chest, where a complete moron makes one of the worst financial decisions imaginable. Our next Reddit post is from throwaway accounts. I'm a 33-year-old woman and my husband is 32. My husband has financially ruined us. Effing ruined us. I can't believe what he did.

He's ruined us with his stupidity. About six months ago, my husband saw a post on a neighborhood message board from someone talking about cleaning up a house and property. Apparently, the house belonged to hoarders, and now that both of them passed away, their adult son had to deal with the house. He was from out of the province, and he said it needed specialized services because the house was a hazard and no one could live there. For some stupid reason that I cannot fathom, my complete idiot of a husband offered to buy it. We don't even have our own house. I'm sorry, that one caught me off guard. We're trying to save for one, but now that's gone.

My husband's excuse was that he thought that he and a friend could clean it out and flip it for a profit. This house was not just a fixer-upper. It's a hazard. I had to find out from the government because there are environmental violations at the house and we got notices delivered there. He bought this house without telling me. And now we're in trouble because the cost to clean and fix up the property is more than the land is worth. We don't live in a high cost of living area. He's ruined us. The house needs specialized services for mold, asbestos, and other hazards. Legally, my husband and his friend cannot even do it themselves because they don't have the proper protective equipment, and they can't just throw everything in the regular garbage. Not to mention

that the house is rotting and the yard is full of old cars and possibly fluids that are beyond repair. The adult son is gone. There was a lawyer and all of this was disclosed during the sale. But my effing idiot husband went ahead anyways. He has no experience repairing or flipping a house. But he says that he thought that him and his friend could make a profit, so I shouldn't be mad. I'm effing furious. We got married last May, and we were together for three years before that. So it's not like we rushed into marriage.

But apparently, I didn't realize what an idiot he is. Not only did he buy a house without telling me and spend our savings without telling me, but we're now going to be underwater and in debt because of him, and he has the gall to tell me that I'm overreacting. I'm not looking for advice. I just had to get this out somewhere before I explode. I want to cry. He's put us into a hole that we can't dig out of.

Yo, I'd be furious if my wife bought a house that was a nice house without telling me. A literal biohazard makes it a thousand times worse. O.P., I would divorce this dude. There's no coming back from this. Because, like, even if you do forgive him, how could you ever trust him with money again? With not just completely throwing away your future and all your savings, the dude basically stole from you, in my opinion.

Our next Reddit post is from Diet Roopier Spa. My ex dumped me because she was told that I was cheating on her. She now knows she was lied to, and it was trying to get back together. Not happening. We'd been dating for about six months, and things seemed to be going pretty well. We'd met each other's friends and family, and were in the very early stages of talking about moving in together if things kept going smoothly. Then one day a few months ago, she stopped responding to my texts. After a long gap in communication, I tried calling her and was sent to voicemail.

I got a text telling me that one of her friends had spotted me out on a date with another woman, and that she was done with me. I was dumped and blocked. I had never cheated on her, so this caught me completely off guard. I got a few nasty messages from a friend of hers and her sister telling me that I was a disgusting pig. Then they blocked me before I could even defend myself. I ended up taking a day off work and just sat at home and cried. I'd gone from having someone I really liked and was thinking about a future with, to alone and hated by that same woman almost overnight. She reached out to me yesterday. Let me know that she knows I didn't cheat on her and was wondering if we could meet up and talk in person. I pushed for more info and she admitted that the friend that claimed to have seen me out with another woman was a guy who had a thing for her and made it up.

He said that he had a few very convincing photos that she now thinks were AI generated. He made a move on her, which made her question everything, and she got him to admit that he never saw me with any one. and made it all up. She apologized over and over for throwing away what we had over a lie and letting herself be manipulated like that. I thanked her for letting me know and that I appreciated her reaching out, but I'm just not interested in getting back together with her after what happened. She never even bothered to talk to me and get my side of the story before dumping me over some AI pictures and a creep with an agenda. I can't build a relationship with someone who threw me away so quickly, even if she was tricked. She's been really pushing hard for me to meet up and talk it out

in person, but I know that won't change anything. It would most likely just be the same conversation in person and be super uncomfortable. I like this reply from Pure Ritual. She wouldn't take your calls to let you explain, but she wants you to take her calls to let her explain. Not being able to talk things through is so incredibly disrespectful. You're right to move on. Our next Reddit post is from Yes, I'm changing. I'm a 34-year-old woman, and I've been together with my ex-husband, Jordan, for 20 years. We were high school sweethearts and have been married over 10 years. A few years ago, we started trying to have a baby, and it didn't work out. It's been really, really frustrating. After a lot of tests and specialists, ultimately, it's because of me. I'm okay, I'm dealing with it. I thought that we'd be

dealing with it together. We won't be, because instead of working through it with me, he decided to get some random girl from the gym named Megan, who's 38, pregnant. She's due in September or something. I found out a few weeks ago. We are obviously divorcing. It was out of nowhere for me, but I'm going to be okay. I've been in therapy for years, but I've hated every single therapist, so I'm not sure it's for me.

Megan is apparently anxious to be married before the baby is here. Don't ask me why she decided to have a baby with someone who was already married. That's not my problem. She has two other kids and sells insurance. That's all I know about her. He moved in with them, and I filed for divorce soon after I found out about the woman and the pregnancy. But I'm not really interested in making this easy for him, and they do not like this. Maybe I'm bitter, but honestly, I think I'm just getting what I deserve. I'm in a fellowship now, but I was in a medical school and my residency for the past several years, while he's been working a good job.

In addition to my schooling and residency internship, I've always been the main homemaker. My dad is paying for my lawyer, and I told them both that I'm not in any hurry. I'm not the pregnant one, but I think I deserve alimony for everything I've done to help him build his career. He makes really good money now,

and sure, I will two one day, but I don't now. And all the laws in our state says that he owes me alimony. So I told my lawyer that I wouldn't butt, on it. My dad agrees. Jordan and Megan are losing their minds, though. I have them blocked now because of all the hateful messages they've sent me. The weird thing is that I know that I seem bitter for doing this, but it's not even that. It's not even hate. I'm just looking at him and the last

20 years, and I'm embarrassed for wasting so much time on him, and I think I deserve something for that. I also want the house. I put the down payment on it from the money for my grand mother, and I've put all the blood, sweat, and tears into it. I've also paid into the mortgage. I'm not discounting anything he's done, but I don't care. So that's where we are. I've told him that I'll sign the papers tomorrow if he agrees with what I want, which honestly is what I deserve. If he wants to drag it out, we'll see if he can get away with giving me less, his choice. He's apparently pretty good at making big decisions. Everyone keeps saying, oh, remember the good years together, you have to have some love for him still. Lull, no. Sure, I'm not a monster. I'm not going to be

going around and telling everyone his deepest secrets and fears, but I'm also not going to go gently into that good night. And I know this has Reddit, so people aren't going to be on the side of a cheater anyways. It's in real life people that don't see it is so black and white, so I'm letting this off my chest to people that get it. People might think I'm bitter, maybe I am. But no, you don't get to abandon me and go and start a new life with some gem rat just because things got tough. Well, you do get to, but it's going to cost you. I don't care if he needs money for the baby. He can always make more.

I can't get the last 20 years back. Yeah, people always want to take the high road. Yeah, sure, taking the high road is noble, but sometimes you just got to get revenge, man. Our next Reddit post is from Blue Eyed Wolf. I'm a 50-year-old woman. When I was 19, I worked at a small pet store. One co-worker, Tara, who was 24, was a known lunch thief, and despite having a boyfriend, was sleeping with the manager,

so she never got in trouble for anything she did wrong. She was also just a terrible, toxic person to be around, and all of us truly hated her. I had enough of her shenanigans, because she was costing me and the other co-workers' money that we couldn't afford to lose, because she felt entitled to whatever we had. She never worked Fridays,

but always came in to wait for her paycheck to come with the mail, so I devised a plan. One Thursday, I picked up Chinese food at a place in the same plaza as the pet store, a small chicken finger, and a large pork-fried rice. I ate a little of each and placed the containers under the front seat of my car and closed it up. It was July, so the next day I came in with the container still warm and smelling strongly of Chinese food, but not yet smelling bad, and I put them in the breakroom fridge where Tara and her boyfriend were lingering

waiting for her check. They watched me put the pricey, delicate. because he's in the fridge, and I walked out feeling pretty confident they were going to pick out as soon as I started diving into unpacking the weekly delivery. One hour or so later, they left with their check in hand, and I made my way straight to the fridge, where I saw one chicken finger and three bites of fried rice left. I tossed it in the trash and went back to my work. I didn't have to see Tara for a week and a half. It was glorious to be free of her for a while, and I got to pick up some more hours because she and her boyfriend had food poisoning. She didn't steal

lunches anymore, though I suspect that was more about being concerned someone else's food might be bad, and not that she thinks that I did it on purpose. After all, I only ate a little bit, and they ate almost the whole thing. As an adult with a fully formed frontal lobe, I would never do this again, but I also struggled to find empathy for her, even in hindsight. Anyway, that's my confession of possibly one of the worst things I did to someone else. Well, O.P., in reality, you didn't do anything to her. You just put food in the fridge. She took care of the rest herself. Our next Reddit posts is from Informal Elevator. I can't tell this to anyone in real life, but my brother has always been the golden child. He's my older brother, and he was always Mr.

Perfect in everything he did. I was always compared to him, and nothing I did was enough for my parents. Every time I liked something, he stole it. All the friends I made in high school, my spot on the basketball team, even the university I wanted to attend because after he went to college, my parents told me to pick a different one because they can't afford two tuitions in the same time. He even hooked up with a girl after I told him that I was going to confess to her. After finishing high school, I decided to move to another city and I worked and attended college on my own. I made a very good life for myself in the new city. I finished college, got a decent job, and now I'm even thinking about buying an apartment. I met my girlfriend, Leah, two years ago in a coffee shop. We were both regulars, and I liked her since the beginning,

but I was too shy to say anything until one Saturday the coffee shop was packed, and Leah came in late. There weren't any more tables open, so she came and asked if she could sit with me, and I said yes, and we talked for about three hours, and the rest is history. I am planning on proposing this year, so when my mom asked me to dinner, I decided to go this time. I'm not particularly close with them anyway, but they're still my family, so I decided to introduce Leah to them. Leah knows parts of my history with my family, but not all of it, because I don't believe bad-mouthing them would change anything, so it's not like she went to the dinner already hating them. Well, we went to the dinner, and my brother was there, even though my parents told me he wasn't going. He spent the whole dinner

trying to impress Leah. It was really cringe to see. Leah laughed with him and was nice with him and with my parents, and although I trust her, I felt insecure watching her interacting with my brother. Well, the dinner ended, and when we were going home, Leah said, I don't know how you're going to take this, but I don't like your family. I really don't like your brother. He seems fake, and like he's trying too hard to get me to like him in a very ungenuine way. I just like. I just laughed because I was relieved she saw him for what he is. Now I'm even more sure about proposing, and I can't wait to marry this girl. I'm also so happy someone else finally saw my brother for the attention-seeking B-word he really is. I can't really talk about this to people, so I'm just

putting it here. O-Pee, sounds like you found a keeper. Ditch the old family and start a new family, in my opinion. Our next Reddit post is from Adventurous Ruin. Last night, I paid to make out and cuddle with an adult actress. Previously, I'd only ever kissed my ex-girlfriend, whom I was with for almost six years. After we broke up over three years ago, I had a really rough go of it with dating. I'm in my last month of college and overwhelmed with stress from school and trying to find a job, and dating wasn't going well, and my living situation was uncomfortable. Long story short, I reached out to someone I saw on Instagram who primarily does adult content and was escorting, and I explained what I was feeling. We ended up to someone.

up breaching an agreement where I would spend an hour with her at her place cuddling and kissing. I'm not looking to passionately hug or anything along those lines until marriage or I'm in a serious relationship. Then, for the next month, she facetined me for an hour or so a few days a week, along with texting me throughout the day. She also said that if I gave her a small deposit, she would face time me for a while before the meeting. It still felt really lame to spend money on this, but I have money available to spend, and after our first call, it really felt like we genuinely vibed and connected, and I was excited to meet her in person. I had a really great time with her, and I'm glad that I'll be able to be in touch with her for the next few weeks,

but part of me still hates myself for actually spending money on this. O.P., I don't know how to say this nicely, so I'm just going to say it. She is not that into you. She's not into you at all, to be honest. So this genuine connection and vibing, it's all. in your head, my friend. The only vibing that might be going on involves double A batteries. That was R slash off my chest, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast

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