Growing up, my father used to kick me out alot. We were dirt poor, living in a shitty townhouse in a bad end of town. I'm asian, and as the old stereotypes for asian fathers go, he used to be super strict ab marks. Every time I got anything lower than a 70, he'd kick me out, if I was late to class and he found out, he'd kick me out, if I was late coming home before curfew, he'd kick me out.
No matter how much I begged and pleaded, he'd toss me outside and throw a sleeping bag onto the lawn- it didn't matter what the weather was, it could be snowing or raining and he would still send me out. I used to sleep on the streets until around 16 when my friend would let me stay over at his.
I'd always come back, apologize and he would let me back in.
He kicked me out at 18 and I didn't come back home. I stayed at my friends place and worked everyday until I had enough to pay for schooling, and haven't talked to my father since. I'm 29 now and got a lovely wife and a kid on the way.
A couple days ago, my mother died and my father came to visit to apologize for everything that went on when I was younger. It felt really sincere until I remembered that he lost his convenience store about 7 years ago, and his pension had gone to shit. I asked him why he was really here, and he begged me to let him stay at our place.
I went inside, grabbed a sleeping bag, and threw it on to the lawn and went back inside.
My wife says I need to let it go, she said to me: "yes he was tough, but he would always let you back in no matter what. He loves you, he only wanted the best for you"
My friends, who are also asian, say that it's not even a big deal, they all say I had it "easy" when it came to punishments, and that I am just a "disrespectful son who couldn't see what his father was trying to do for him"
I have been doing alot of thinking lately, but like what the fuck? Am I crazy or does he not deserve exactly what he did to me?
edit- completely forgot to add a crucial part in this post, he had been sending me small amounts of money thru the mail to try and reconcile with me, it's amounted to about $1500 and it's sitting in the far end of my closet. I'm probably going to return it to him at my mothers wake.
I (F20s) and a British person living with my husband in the States for work. Previously I worked from home and went into the office a few times a month but things have changed and I now work in-office Mon-Wed. Everyday around noon someone does a Starbucks run for the office staff (12 people). Management pays for our drinks and food items on the Starbucks run so no employee pays out of pocket. Essentially we are being given free Starbucks via gift card and a different person goes and gets it each day.
I've only been working in-office on a three day schedule for two and a half weeks three and a half weeks~~.~~ The first couple times I worked I was forgotten. However this also happened to the guy who started when I joined and we both have out-of-the-way offices and being new we just weren't thought of. Apologies were made and no hard feelings for that. Being English I enjoy a nice cup of hot tea. However, my first week I declined a drink because I had brought with me a bottle of juice and it was still warm, but I did ask for a pastry, and was given the pastry.
The next week I worked it had finally gotten colder so I requested a tea. That first day my tea was forgotten but not my pastry. The second day the runner scoffed and called my order silly. Both my tea and my pastry were forgotten. The third day the runner told me straight up he wouldn't buy me a tea because it's a silly drink. I hadn't reported this to management because I'm new and didn't want to make waves. No one else has been forgotten or mocked. I don't want to jump the xenophobic conclusions and I'm not sure if I'm just being hazed.
This recent Wednesday I came in and was told I was to be the one making the coffee run. (Screwed up my time-frame a little, this happened LAST week, not this week). I politely declined and said that since my own order was always such trouble I would not be participating any longer and therefore would not be doing the runs at any time in the future or that day. I got a load of shit and later, a stern lecture from the manager, during which time I informed her of the previously issues. This culminated in the entire coffee run being canceled and management announcing we are now responsible for our own drinks.
My husband felt bad for me and bought me a little personal Kurig for my office and some of my favorite drink pods. I brought it to the office and keep it in the cut-out in my desk where the tower used to go when they used desktops. My office is glass wa
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Doctor: “Then stop going to those places.”
He told me to stop going to those places.
UPDATE: I went and chatted with my boss. it went well he went to have a sit down with the GM for the establishment to see what the next steps are, and we outlined some future goals it sounded promising hopefully it will end well :).
Hi! Starting on my 21st birthday, I stood in a public place and heard 21 stories from 21 strangers. With everyone in quarantine and my birthday coming up, I’m asking the internet for theirs!
Why do I do this? As much as people may feel like they aren’t interesting, everyone has something about them that makes their experience unique. These stories have also broadened my understanding and scope of the world through how different they can be.
Why should you tell a story? Honestly, I don’t have a good reason. I’ve had complete strangers tell me immensely emotional stories about their loved ones who have passed or their family struggles. I’ve also made a good friend who I still see regularly. I think telling stories to someone who isn’t going to judge or remember you can be therapeutic, but that’s for you to decide. I’m not a therapist and especially in these uncertain times, I recommend you consider seeking one out, but I am willing to listen!
What’s the catch? There is none. I won’t share the username or the story text to anyone. I also won’t save the data for sale to the highest bidding tech company or government. In fact, over the years of doing this, I’ve never written down any of the stories I’ve been told and I don’t remember most of them.
If you want to troll? Go for it! I just ask that your story be honest. I’ve had my fair share of “I ate a sandwich” as a story, so I am used it.
Feel free to tell your story as a comment or a dm. Thanks for your time and I’m excited to hear what your life has been like!
EDIT: Thank you everyone. These are absolutely brilliant so keep'em coming! I am going to read and reply to EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM! It will just take more time than I expected
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My dad is a single dad. My passed away when I was 4. I'm 16.
Yesterday, my boyfriend and I went to one of my friend's place to party. I didn't want to tell my dad about it and lied to him about it. I told him I was going to my friend's place to study and sleep there.
The party was a clown fiesta. I don't want to talk about it, but my boyfriend and his friend forced me to have sex with them. I was crying and begging them, but they wouldn't listen.
I'm in pain. Idk what to do. I'm home, but I want to talk to my dad. I love him. And I've let him down. How do I talk to my dad. I just want him to hug me.
I'm 28F, with a 4-year old and a 2-year old, and my sister, 23F has always been, shall we say, a little less responsible and more adventurous in life. I've always tried to be supportive of her choices and tried to be someone she can confide in because we do not have great relationship with our parents.
The last six months however has been stressing our relationship. She is involved with an older guy (33) and I'm not opposed to older men (I'm married to an older gentleman myself) but he's someone who isn't very mature and is leading my sister down some weird paths.
I know they indulge in a lot of kinky things which I don't worry about too much. However, they're starting to be bolder with it in family settings and I think I want to call them out on it and stop them from doing it.
I noticed she had a temporary tattoo on her shoulder that had something to do with cuffs, she's wearing a little locker bracelet, and some sort of collar that I know is them doing something about their BDSM stuff in public. I also noticed she was not talking directly to him (eye contact) and staying back whenever we talked. I can imagine they enjoy this, but I want to keep this to the bedroom without others involved. I've got kids here for gosh's sake.
Am I being too controlling? It's my party, and I just want them to be normal and not have their bedroom spill over. I also really want her to end this relationship, but that's not something I can bring up or impose. I told her that next time she comes over, she needs to be more careful.
Dad - well, Don't go to those places
Hi Reddit, I am Kit Yates. I'm a senior lecturer in Mathematical Biology at the University of Bath. I'm here to dispel some rumours about my fascinating subject area and demonstrate how maths is becoming an increasingly important tool in our fight to understand biological processes in the real world.
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I am very fastidious about sorting the trash. Whenever someone doesn't sort theirs, it seems someone assumes it's me and puts the trash right in front of my apartment (this has happened multiple times). Well this time I spent 2 seconds looking in the bag and found letters right on top with the culprits name and address (Why the fuck didn't they do that to see who ACTUALLY fucked up the trash!?) I know exactly where this piece of shit lives and his name is on his mailbox and front door.
Now the problem is I've never seen whoever is in charge of my neighborhood's garbage pickup area, so I have no idea who keeps putting the mixed trash in front of my place.
So what's my next step? Do I go to the Kouban? I'm not inclined to because even if the police got involved for some reason and gave the god damn kuzu a lecture, the person who organizes the trash who I assume is some racist old man will not be made aware of his own error in this situation and probably continue to toss garbage in front of my door. Do I just stake it out and hope to see whoever puts the trash in front of my place, and leap out of the bushes with my evidence?
This is a bit long, but please take a few minutes and give it a read!
Since chapter 137 dropped I’ve put a good amount of thought into the final two chapters—both how they possibly could play out based on events up to now, and also how I myself would see this story end if it were me concluding it. In doing so, I’ve come up with a theory on the ending that I think makes sense, and also would leave me satisfied with the story as a whole. Just about none of what I say is necessarily new, but rather me putting together what I think would work best to end the story well.
I want to preface this post by saying this is something that would satisfy me personally, and that’s the angle I took in thinking all this out. I think it’s on a whole believable, but there are sure to be some holes and inconsistencies. I’ve accepted that.
I’ll lay it out below, as well as I’m able. I hope some people can enjoy my version, and would love to hear other thoughts on what’s likely to happen in the next two months.
With that said, here it is.
Assumptions:
This theory is going to operate under two core assumptions:
- Eren has used the Warhammer ability to keep his body on Paradis. This seems to be a popular concept, and it’s one I don’t think is hard to believe. Fundamentally, I’m choosing to believe for now that Eren has not left the island, and will use that fact in the ultimate endgame. Should this not be the case, the rest of the theory is almost definitely dead in the water.
- A titan of royal blood is still necessary for the use of the founding titan’s power. This is one I’m less sure on, but it seems to be at least partially the case based on the events of 137. Zeke’s death made the colossal titans stop moving, though I’m unsure whether that’s the full truth of the matter. I was with most others in assuming Eren had full control of the founding post-conversation with Ymir, but it’s likely we don’t know the full story. The theory could still stand if this turns out to be untrue, though it would need to change slightly.
Before laying out my idea in its entirety, I also want to create a simple baseline for what I believe needs to happen in the next chapters.
- We need to see Eren’s POV, full stop. It’s been too long without a deep dive into what Eren is doing, has been doing, and will be doing. I think it’s likely 138 will largely focus on this aspect of the story, although I’ll make no real attempt to predict the order of events in the finale.
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