A woman dated her boyfriend for nine months, and they often went out to eat with his two children. However, she noticed a pattern – he would “forget” his wallet, leaving her to pay the bill. This happened multiple times, leaving her broke. She felt like she was being taken advantage of, and her financial situation was suffering.
One night, she reminded him to bring his wallet, but he laughed it off. At the restaurant, his children ordered expensive meals, and when she asked about his wallet, he claimed to have forgotten it again. She had had enough and left the restaurant, refusing to pay for them again.
Her boyfriend called her selfish, saying she had no sympathy for him and his children. He claimed he had to cancel their food order and take them home hungry. However, the woman felt it wasn’t fair to always expect her to pay. “I’m not prepared to pay for him and his children each time we go on a date. I don’t feel it’s fair,” she said. She was tired of being taken advantage of and wanted a more equal relationship.
Redditors sided with the woman, believing her boyfriend was using her. They pointed out that his consistent “forgetfulness” was likely a tactic to take advantage of her kindness. The woman stood by her decision, and the community supported her, saying she had every right to prioritize her own financial well-being.
I Found Out My Daughter-in-Law Uses Trips to My House as a Punishment — So I Came Up with a Smart Strategy
Upon learning that her daughter-in-law sends her grandchildren to her as a form of discipline, Gina feels both upset and determined. Instead of reacting angrily, she makes sure her home is a safe haven for her grandchildren. Eventually, she decides to teach her daughter-in-law an unforgettable lesson.
“We are only here because you ate that candy that Mom was saving for Dad, Jacob. Mom told you not to!” I overheard my grandson, Thomas, telling his younger brother.
I paused in the kitchen, torn between the fridge and the counter, straining to catch more of their conversation. My heart sank, dreading that I had heard Thomas correctly, as it could mean my grandchildren weren’t genuinely eager to visit me.
I walked towards them slowly, trying to act casual.
“What do you mean by that, sweetheart?” I asked.
Thomas looked up, eyes wide in surprise.
“Uh, nothing, Grandma,” he said quickly.
No, really, it’s okay,” I gently insisted, kneeling down to their level. “You can tell me anything.”
Thomas glanced at Jacob, who nervously bit his lip while gripping his toy.
“Well, every time we do something naughty, or we ask for things we shouldn’t…” Thomas hesitated.
“Yes, go on,” I encouraged gently.
“Mom says that she’ll send us to ‘that witch’s house.’”
“That witch?” I repeated, stunned.
Amanda, my daughter-in-law, had always been somewhat cold to me, but telling the kids such stories? It was heartbreaking. I had always tried to create a welcoming and safe space for my grandchildren.
But this?
Realizing Amanda was turning them against me was more than I could bear. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my voice, wondering what my grandchildren truly thought of me.
“Oh, honey,” I said. “I never wanted you to think of my home as a punishment. If you don’t want to come here, you don’t have to.”
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