u/Forsaken-Physics5045

For the past few months my boyfriend has been coming home from work in a bad mood almost every night and I have been getting the worst of it without really understanding why. Nothing explosive, just him being distant, short with me, checked out when I try to talk to him, the kind of coldness that is easy to brush off once or twice but really starts to wear you down after a while.

I brought it up a couple of times and he kept saying he was just stressed and adjusting to something new at work and I believed him and tried to give him space.

But it kept going and I started genuinely wondering what I had done wrong because he would not give me anything real to work with. I was tiptoeing around my own home trying not to set him off and I did not even know what I was tiptoeing around.

Last week I finally sat him down and told him straight that I felt like I was walking on eggshells every night and that if something was going on I needed him to actually talk to me because I could not keep absorbing this without knowing what it was about.

He opened up and explained what had actually been going on at work, which I appreciated, but I also told him that while I understood it better now I was not okay with being the place he silently dumps it every night without saying anything.

Am I wrong?

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someone close to my partner gifted us a stay somewhere as a celebration gift. generous, we were touched. what was not disclosed until we arrived is that they had booked themselves into the same place for the entire duration and had already planned group activities for every day.

we tried everything and . we said we needed time alone. they said that is what the room is for. we tried creating distance and they showed up anyway. my partner spoke to them directly and said this was not acceptable. they said they paid for the trip and could go wherever they wanted.

we had saved our own money for this before the gift came through. we still had it sitting there. we looked at options, found somewhere we had originally wanted to go, and realized we could get there and stay comfortably for well within our budget.

we packed quietly after dinner. left a note saying we needed to do this trip our own way and that we were grateful for the gift but needed space. then we left.

they called this morning. it was not a pleasant conversation. they feel we humiliated them and wasted their money.

we are sitting in a place we actually wanted to be, having the trip we actually wanted to have.

AITA for leaving without asking permission first?

I live with two other people. one of them, I will call him D, has a habit with the washing machine. he starts a load and then just. does not come back for it.

not for hours, sometimes not for a full day. we only have one machine and when his wet clothes are sitting in it nobody else can use it.

I have mentioned it to him probably six or seven times over the past few months. every time he says yeah sorry I will grab them. sometimes he does, sometimes I come back two hours later and they are still there.

last week he started a load on a monday and I checked tuesday morning before work and the clothes were still in there, wet, had been sitting overnight. I needed to do my laundry before work. I took his stuff out, put it in a laundry basket I had grabbed from the hallway, and left the basket outside his bedroom door.

he found it that afternoon and lost it. said I had no right to touch his things, that his clothes could have gotten damaged or gone missing, that I was being passive aggressive instead of just asking him again.

I said I had asked him six or seven times and his wet clothes had been in that machine since the night before and I needed to do my laundry.

he said I should have texted him first.

I said I have been texting him for four months.

AITA?

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I leave for work at the same time every day. have for about two years since I moved to this street.

my neighbor is always on his porch by the time I walk out. I do not know what time he gets up but I have never once beaten him to it. he has a coffee, sometimes a newspaper, and he waves at me every single morning without fail.

it started as just a polite neighbor wave. now it has become a thing. he does a little two finger salute when he sees me and I do one back and we both go about our days.

a few months ago I had an earlier start and left about forty minutes ahead of schedule. he was not out yet. I noticed I felt genuinely off about it for like the first twenty minutes of my commute which is insane because this man and I have never had a full conversation.

I do not even know his name. he does not know mine. we have just silently agreed to acknowledge each other every morning and it has become one of my favorite parts of the day.

I hope he is out there when I am seventy.