1191131518 Iβm not meimona
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My landlord texted me today saying I had to let another tenant use my apartment for a few hours because his wife was coming home from the hospital and he needed somewhere for her to rest while he cleaned their place.
I told him I wasn't comfortable letting strangers into my apartment, but he said I was being selfish and that we all had to help each other. Then he told me he had already promised the man he could use my living room.
When I refused, he started calling me nonstop, saying I was making him look like a liar. I told him that whatever promise he made wasn't my problem, and he replied that I was going to regret making things difficult for him.
My aunt spent weeks teaching her dog, Max, to sit quietly whenever guests came over. She kept saying he was the most well-behaved dog in the house.
One Sunday, we were all sitting in the living room when my uncle started giving a serious speech about how nobody in the family respected him.
Everyone was quiet until Max suddenly stood up, walked over to him, and started barking every time he opened his mouth.
My uncle stopped talking, and Max immediately sat down like nothing had happened.
Then my little cousin looked at the dog and said, βEven Max is tired of your speeches.β ππ
Update: I finally reached out to her 20 minutes ago. I typed and deleted the message so many times before sending it. All I said was, βHey, I know itβs been a long time. How have you been?β She has seen the message but hasnβt replied yet. Now Iβm sitting here, wondering if I made a mistake by reaching out or if sheβs just as hurt as I am.
I stopped going to my cousinβs house last year. At first, I told everyone I was busy, then I stopped answering her calls. The truth is, every time I visited, she made jokes about how far she had gone in life while I was still struggling. I never told her how much it hurt because I didnβt want to look jealous. Now she has stopped calling me, and we barely talk anymore. Sometimes I want to reach out, but I remember how small she made me feel. I miss her, but I donβt miss the person I became around her.
I stopped going to my cousinβs house last year. At first, I told everyone I was busy, then I stopped answering her calls. The truth is, every time I visited, she made jokes about how far she had gone in life while I was still struggling. I never told her how much it hurt because I didnβt want to look jealous. Now she has stopped calling me, and we barely talk anymore. Sometimes I want to reach out, but I remember how small she made me feel. I miss her, but I donβt miss the person I became around her.
For months, my male HR manager had been sexually harassing me at work. At first, I thought he was just being friendly, but soon, he started making comments about my body, asking me to spend time with him outside work, and sending me unwanted messages late at night.
Whenever I rejected his advances, he made things difficult for me at the office. He would criticize my work, call me into his office for no reason, and use his position to intimidate me.
Things got worse when he finally told me that I would lose my job if I refused to sleep with him. I was shocked. The very person who was supposed to protect employees was using his position to take advantage of me.
Update: He texted me this morning. They always wanna come back when they see you doing good for yourself
I ran into my ex at the mall yesterday. He came over and apologized for how he treated me when we were together. I told him I had forgiven him, but I wasn't interested in starting over. That relationship took away my peace, and I spent months trying to feel like myself again. I'm happy I've moved on, and I genuinely hope he's changed. But just because someone is sorry doesn't mean you have to give them another chance.
I ran into my ex at the mall yesterday. He came over and apologized for how he treated me when we were together. I told him I had forgiven him, but I wasn't interested in starting over. That relationship took away my peace, and I spent months trying to feel like myself again. I'm happy I've moved on, and I genuinely hope he's changed. But just because someone is sorry doesn't mean you have to give them another chance.
Update: When the manager came over, the dad tried to explain that it was his daughterβs birthday and they shouldnβt be charged extra. The manager still refused to serve the cake. In the end, the family had to take it home, and the little girl looked so disappointed.
Iβm at a restaurant, and thereβs a family of 7 sitting near me. I overheard the dad telling the waiter, βWe didnβt want to pay for a birthday cake, so we brought our own. Can you keep it in the fridge and serve it to everyone later?β
The waiter politely told him they donβt allow outside food, but the man kept arguing that they were already spending money on drinks and meals. I was just sitting there wondering how some people behave like the world owes them something.
Iβm at a restaurant, and thereβs a family of 7 sitting near me. I overheard the dad telling the waiter, βWe didnβt want to pay for a birthday cake, so we brought our own. Can you keep it in the fridge and serve it to everyone later?β
The waiter politely told him they donβt allow outside food, but the man kept arguing that they were already spending money on drinks and meals. I was just sitting there wondering how some people behave like the world owes them something.
Back in 7th grade, my English teacher who also taught Spanish had us write an essay about ourselves in the first semester, and I did pretty well and got good marks on it.
In the second semester, he gave us the exact same assignment so I just rewrote the same essay as the first one, word for word. When he noticed and asked why I copied my own work, I just looked at him and said, "I haven't changed."