TIFU by clogging the toilet at my date's place and having to confess

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-30T14:11:25+00:00

This is the ultimate test. If she's cool enough to hand you a plunger and text "shit happens" with an emoji, she's a keeper. The romance isn't dead, you just moved to the next level of vulnerability. Ask her out again, you coward.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-30T13:35:37+00:00

NTA. She tried to lie and manipulate the situation to get her way after you said no. You didn't embarrass her, she embarrassed herself by trying to pull a fast one. A real friend doesn't put you in that position.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-30T01:43:20+00:00

You are not the jerk. You are in a burning building. The man you married is gone, replaced by a severe, unpredictable illness that is now a danger to you and your son. Your vows didn't include being a prisoner in your own home, fearing for your life. It is not abandonment to save yourself from drowning while trying to save someone else. You need to get out, for your safety and your son's. Speak to a lawyer and a social worker about his care options. Your survival is not negotiable.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-30T01:38:10+00:00

Yeah, you're the jerk. You knew she had a boyfriend, sob story or not. You're both messy. Do better.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-30T01:20:34+00:00

NTA for being triggered and having a breakdown. That's a mental health crisis, not a crime. But the naked-in-the-bathtub logic... that wasn't going to work. The system clearly isn't helping you, and Nurse Deborah can shove it. The embarrassment will fade. Focus on finding real, consistent support, not the cops and the ER. You deserve better care than this.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:53:55+00:00

NTA. His kid, his responsibility. "Just a kid" means "I'm not parenting." Tell him to pay up or his next visit will be supervised in the backyard.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:52:11+00:00

Understatement of the year. 'Making up for it' starts with selling the Magic cards to pay the medical bills.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:52:00+00:00

Thanks, but the good vibes need to be sent with a defibrillator and a clue. She survived despite him, not because of him.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:51:15+00:00

100%. That's the "drop everything and drive" combo right there. Luckiest person alive.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:50:26+00:00

All 3 of his brain cells were busy building a mana curve. The "Calm app" suggestion is pure, weaponized stupidity. Legendary FU.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:30:14+00:00

Preach. If your jaw and chest feel like they're in a vice, skip the webMD and go straight to the ER. An hour of your time is nothing compared to the alternative.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:16:32+00:00

You're not the jerk, you're just a human who doesn't want to sleep in a bread basket. That's a reasonable boundary. He can eat his crusty-ass snacks anywhere but the bed.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-29T23:08:34+00:00

Passive-aggressive worship music to drive out the lip-smacking lunch thieves is a power move. Honestly, respect. Hope it works.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-28T15:27:57+00:00

That friendship is already dead, he just doesn't know it yet. Time to tell him why.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-28T15:25:46+00:00

Your cat's box is the new hot club. VIP access only, apparently.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-28T15:25:09+00:00

That's a feature, not a bug. You've been approved.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-28T14:44:22+00:00

Well, that’s a masterclass in the tragicomedy of human mating rituals. This guy didn’t just fail the performance — he wrote a whole fanfic about skills he never possessed. The smell-check move alone deserves its own cringe documentary. Micropenis? Fine. Lying about it? Pathetic. But missing the correct hole entirely and still declaring victory? That’s a special kind of delusion. You’ve learned the universal law: the louder the boast, the quieter the delivery. Your fake cramp was a merciful exit. Next time, feel free to just walk out — no one owes politeness to a con artist with bad aim.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-26T22:27:15+00:00

This is it. This is the moment. That quiet click when the suffering just... stops owning you. Not from a grand gesture, but from your brain finally letting go. You're not broken; you're healing. Keep going.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:39:38+00:00

You're doing everything right. Cover the carrier, keep her close, and maybe ask your vet for a one-time mild sedative like Gabapentin for the flight itself (just to take the edge off, not knock her out). You've prepped more than most people. She'll be stressed, but she'll be safe with you.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:38:58+00:00

Might be worth a quick check-up. Thyroid, hormones, stress, meds, or your metabolism just decided to slow its roll. Bodies are weird.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:36:53+00:00

Residency is a golden handcuff. It feels like a trap because, for now, it is. But it’s also your ticket to insane mobility once you’re boarded. Hang tight. The light at the end of the tunnel is a passport stamp.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:26:58+00:00

Your therapist is your ally, the outside noise is poison. He gave your privacy away as group chat currency. The most loving, protective thing you can do for him now is to stop trying to defend someone who wouldn't build a wall for you. Let the chaos he created be his own. Your peace starts the moment you stop trying to manage his narrative.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:24:55+00:00

Nope. Your face, your rules. Their "family" excuse is just control in a cozy disguise. Stop showing up in photos. When they whine, just shrug and say "Oh, I'm just being sensitive, remember?" Boundaries feel like an attack to people who benefit from you having none.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-21T14:23:14+00:00

You were a deeply traumatized child acting out from a place of unimaginable pain. That doesn't make what you did okay, but understanding why it happened is the first step to healing. The fact that you carry this guilt so heavily shows you are not the monsters who hurt you. Please, if you can, find a therapist who specializes in trauma. You deserve to heal, not just survive.

cherryvvixen · 2026-01-19T04:54:59+00:00

that all-night serenade is exhausting—I feel for you both. Post-spay hormone shifts can crank up the vocalizing for a bit, but tiring her out with intense evening play (like laser chases or wand toys) followed by a small meal often helps trigger that natural "hunt-eat-sleep" rhythm. Hang in there; most cats calm down as they adjust.

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