rSlash - r/Topposts I Deserve My Sister's Baby

Episode Date: May 7, 2025

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Our next reddit post is from Kitch. So I'm a 25 year old woman and I was together with my ex boyfriend who's 25 for 3 years. From the beginning, I got a weird vibe from his mom. For some context, his father died tragically when he was a young boy, so it was just him, his mom, and his younger sister growing up until his mother remarried. We started off long distance, and after our first trip seeing each other, his mom asked him to tell her about our love life and what my lady parts looked like.

Gross, but maybe they just have a close relationship? After our second trip, he was rolling out his leg muscles on one of those foam rollers belly down and his mom commented on how good he'd look doing that in bed. What? Next, I invited my brand new friend and her boyfriend over to his mom's house for Thanksgiving, as I wasn't able to be home with my family for Thanksgiving. At the dinner table, upon her first meeting of these new friends, my boyfriend's mom begins to talk about how big and nice she imagines her son's

dick must be to me. What? I think the final nail in the coffin though was following a period of sexual drought, for reasons I will touch on next in the post. She sat me down alone, outside, and said that her son had been talking to her about how I haven't been sexually pleasing him enough lately. He and her came to the conclusion that it was probably a side effect of the medication I was on impacting my sex drive and I should get off it. I was shocked that this woman really prioritized her son's sex life over my physical health. Even the fact alone that I found out they were talking about it together disgusted me. I don't think it's normal for adult men to talk to their mothers about their love

lives in that much detail, but maybe I'm wrong? Regardless, that messed me up. I was so upset about this conversation that I decided to go cold turkey off my medication to see if it helped. But all it did was make me horrifically sick, so I started taking the medicine again. I went to therapy and psychiatry for a year trying to figure out if I could change the fact that I was so disgusted by my boyfriend that I couldn't even kiss him anymore. We went a year without even kissing.

And what was the main reason I started getting icked out by him? That's a whole different story, but I'll make it short. He left his poop in the toilet every single day. And I would ask him every day to clean up after himself. Most of the time he would flush, although sometimes he wouldn't even do that. But it was mostly left smeared inside the bowl. I'm not talking about a little smudge left behind. It was though he was a child smearing mud against a wall. It smelled. It was disgusting to look at.

And we only had one bathroom in our apartment. He refused to clean up after himself because he said that it was a waste of toilet cleaner if he had to do it every single day. I said I didn't care if he thought that it was a waste. It disgusted me that me and any guests we had over had to walk in and see that. It turned me off to him so much. I was disgusted looking at him because all I could imagine was his poop. So with a combination of this turning me off, his mom obsessed with his love life and a full year without intimacy, I had to call it off. Supposedly though, he was about to propose and I didn't even see it coming.

So was I the butthole for ending our 3 year relationship over his mom and his poop? You know, I feel like in 2025, relationships come and go pretty quickly. Lots of casual hookups and Tinder dating and, uh, you know, I got the ick on the second date so I moved on. And I'm not, you know, blaming people for this. That's just kind of the culture of dating right now. OP clearly does not have that problem. Imagine being so dedicated and loyal to someone that you endure a year of therapy to try to figure out why

you're physically repulsed by someone. If anything, OP, you are too loyal. You are too committed. You lasted way longer than I would have. Way longer than most people would have. I think discussing my partner's genitalia with my in-law over a Thanksgiving meal would have personally been my deal breaker. Our next Reddit post comes from r slash amithebutthole.

Am I the butthole for begging my sister to let us adopt my nephew? I had a miscarriage three months ago and my husband and I tried so hard for that to be our stick baby. Within the past year, we've had six miscarriages. We're devastated, but we're not willing to give up on trying for our own. Someday it'll happen. This past month, my sister welcomed her newborn into this world. He's my second nephew and the most precious thing in the world. I adore him so much.

During my sister's pregnancy, I was a major part of it, and she's aware of all of our losses and she knows how badly we want a baby. We want one so bad it hurts. After our miscarriage, we suggested we name her son after the baby that we miscarried. His name would have been Noah. My sister said that she found it a little intruding and ultimately declined. We were devastated, but we respected her decision. Once we got closer to her induction date, we suggested giving her a ride there and I

offered to be in the room with her. I begged her to let me cut his umbilical cord and for him to be placed on my chest immediately after birth. What? But she wouldn't let me. I felt such a connection with him since the moment I heard his heartbeat and I feel like he's the piece of us that is missing and the child that we lost. This past week, my sister's been telling us how hard motherhood is and we offered to

adopt him and treat him as our own. We want him so badly and we love him to pieces. My sister declined and asked that I give her space and to not contact her for a little while while she gets her mind straight. We begged her and told her how much this would mean to us. She's currently struggling financially as well. My husband and I plan on calling CPS and an adoption lawyer. What?

To see what they think is best for him and my family has since been calling and telling me I'm a butthole and to leave my sister alone. They also demanded we get help, but all I'm trying to do is get custody of my nephew. Am I the butthole? OP doesn't need a baby. OP needs therapy. Our next reddit post is from Eva Eva. My boyfriend took me to visit his family for the first time

and it was one of the creepiest experiences ever. My boyfriend and I have been dating for about half a year now and it's been great so far. I never met his family up until this point as they live in another state. This past weekend, he decides to take me on a quick trip, Friday through Sunday to meet his family. I knew that he's from a wealthy, Scientologist family, but he himself isn't practicing or involved. Plus, he said that it's not actually that big of a deal.

His family's nice. We get to the house and it's a huge mansion, super well guarded, top security. It already feels off at this point. Inside the property there are people in uniforms working around the yard and garden. They greet us but make no eye contact whatsoever. I'm creeped out at this point. I ask my boyfriend about them and he says they're just staff. I meet his mom, dad, and younger brother inside. They're nice. His parents are very fancy people. Inside the house,

there's the same people in uniforms doing stuff and the place is spotlessly clean. We have a meal together and these people serve us. Think like servants in the movies. They don't talk, no eye contact, the parents don't interact with them. It's so weird. At this point, I subtly mention the staff by saying the staff's doing a great job and the mom says they're not really staff but something similar. She says they're part of something called the C-ORG as in S-E-A and they're not really staff but something similar. She says they're part of something called the SEA, as in S-E-A, and they're essentially volunteers so they don't get paid.

The rest of the days until we left was the exact same. I tried to have a chat with the volunteers but they only give short, polite replies and run off. It quite literally felt like they were forced to be there. I tried to ask my boyfriend about it, even now, but he has the same way of talking in circles as his parents about anything related to their family or Scientology. They say a lot of words but actually say nothing. Is anyone else getting get out vibes, the movie? Cause I am. Alright, what is Sea Org? Sea Org is a unique organization within the Church of Scientology, serving as the elite

core of its staff and operating as a paramilitary structure. Members make a lifetime commitment signing a symbolic billion-year contract for free room, board and a small allowance. The Sea Org is not a corporation, but a group of the most dedicated Scientologists. What? I've never heard of Sea Org before, so I'm kind of just poking around the internet trying to get a sense of this. And according to the things I'm reading, these workers make about $50 per week. And some people say the reason why this is a boat, why it takes place on a boat boat is because that allows them to skirt national law because they do things in international waters where

there are no laws. I don't know whether this is true. I've never heard of it. All I know is I'm not getting on that boat. And if OP were smart, she'd get out of this relationship. Our next Reddit post is from Extreme Study. I ruined my family reunion. Growing up, my family on my father's side has always done family reunions. My grandmother has 20 siblings. I guess in the 1930s, large litters of children

were common back then. I was always really close to my one cousin who's around my age. Her and I were inseparable as kids. But there came a time where her mother took her and her brother and moved out of state and I never really knew why. Like it was so out of the blue for them to just up and move. Recently I found out it was because my cousin was sexually assaulted by our great uncle. And though he went to prison, my cousin still suffered because her grandmother, my great uncle's siblings, didn't believe her and would call her a liar. Fast forward to recently.

My family reunion is coming up and I had just learned this information and I learned that my great uncle was going to be there. And it absolutely disgusted me that this man was welcomed back into the family like nothing happened. My heart broke for my cousin because where's her justice? I'm sorry, five years in prison is not enough for what he did to her. So I came up with this brilliant scheme of how to basically protest the fact that he's being welcomed back. So every family is divided by siblings, so their children and grandchildren would have their own color-coded shirt. I discussed with my group, or I guess I should say I told them of my scheme to do

this. And of course, every single one of them was on board. So I had t-shirts made, everything was perfect, and then the day of the family reunion arrives. My whole group shows up proudly wearing t-shirts. On the front is our family crest, the original family's last name and the year of the reunion, which is what's on everybody's t-shirt. But on the back of our shirt it said, P-words don't re-offend, and it had my great uncle's mugshot printed on it as well. These t-shirts started a war within my family. There were a lot of relatives who sided with us, but there were others who did not. And when I mean that it started a war, it really did. Physical fights broke out amongst the family. And what really drew the line is when my little

cousin's grandmother came to me and slapped me in the face. And she thought I wouldn't have the guts to slap her back. Because I don't care how old you are, you keep your hands to yourself. This led to the cops being called and the family reunion ending, and what made my day was that my great uncle was arrested because he wasn't supposed to be within 15 yards of children. And of course, being a family reunion, there were children there. Since then, we haven't had another family reunion, and I'm constantly receiving hate

from some family members saying that it's all my fault. So was I wrong? Uh, yeah, let's say that the uncle who molested kids is the wrong one here. This one's pretty easy. Our next reddit post is from Generous Jasmine. Am I the butthole for telling my fiance's daughter that I'm not her mom after she called me a gold digger with a uterus? Yeah, that's what she said.

Buckle up. I'm a 32 year old woman and I've been with my fiance, a 38 year old man, for almost 4 years. He has a 15 year old daughter from his first marriage. Her mom is very much in the picture, but she's more of a wine and vibes parent than someone who actually parents. I've been the one handling school stuff, doctor's appointments, making actual meals instead of postmates every night, helping her through panic attacks, you name it. Now, I've never tried to replace her mom,

but I've been a consistent, caring adult in her life. I even helped plan her last birthday party when her mom completely forgot the date. Like, I've seriously bent over backwards for this kid. Fast forward to this last weekend. We're at this fancy dinner with my fiance's family. The first time his extended family has met me, so I'm trying to make a good impression. Midway through, his daughter turns to me, smiles sweet as pie and goes, So, how does it feel being a gold digger with a uterus? That's what mom says you are.

The whole table stops. Someone chokes on their wine. I just sat there stunned for a second and said, Oh honey, I'm not your mom. I just happen to be the woman keeping your life together while she's out getting her chakras aligned My fiance was mortified his daughter burst into tears and stormed out My fiance later said I stooped to her level and that I need to apologize because she's just a kid repeating what she hears I told him I've spent years being disrespected and taking the high road. And

maybe the real problem is that a 15 year old is walking around thinking she can say things like that and not get clapped back at. Now his family is split. Some think that I was too harsh. Others say I just finally said what no one else would. Hey, nothing wrong with bouncing back with the same energy. If she's gonna be snarky and caddy with you, then you can be snarky and catty with her. Though you may want to take a step back and really evaluate whether you want to be married to this guy and mother to this girl.

Our next reddit post is from commercial souptemp. Am I the butthole for hiring a decoy grandma to stop my mom from sabotaging my kid's school life? I'm a 33 year old man, and I have a 7 year old son who's obsessed with two things. Dinosaurs and not being embarrassed by his grandmother. My mom, who's 62, is THAT parent at his school. The kind who turns every event into a personal passion project. Picture this. she rewrote the school play script to give his class more moral depth, forced him to hand out kindness rocks, painted with her favorite quotes, and once got him benched during soccer because she told the coach that he needed to focus on academics.

The final straw, she signed him up for a Junior Etiquette Club without asking because she thinks he's too wild. Meanwhile, my kid just wants to dig in the dirt and roar like a T-Rex. So I got creative. I hired a local actress, a sweet retiree who does community theater, to pose as a new grandma at school events. Her job? Distract my mom with endless conversations about knitting patterns, gluten-free baking, while I quietly undo my mom's improvement. It worked until my mom caught on and now accuses me of psychological warfare. My family is split. Some say I'm a genius, while others say I'm disrespecting the sanctity of grandmotherhood. My wife is laughing too hard to pick a side.

So am I wrong for fighting overbearing parenting with performance art? OP, I fall in the camp who thinks you're a genius. Brilliant strategy. That was our top post from Reddit. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.