I 23F have always been civil with my 19M half brother. We were close as kids but he started to have an attitude at 13 and pretty much stopped being nice and started messing with my things/making fun of me and doing pranks to annoy me/privacy was gone with him coming into my room and taking my things. Whenever I complained my stepmom would normalize his behavior and make excuses. My dad never really grounded him and thought that talking to him will get him to behave better. I'm currently in college I live in a rented apartment and have car to help me get to the university or other places. The car isn't expensive or fancy at all I saved up for it 2 years ago.
I decided to have Christmas dinner with my family- It's the perfect opportunity to be with family since I haven't seen my dad in a while. I arrived at my dad's house. And left my purse and my keys on the kitchen island after my stepmom told me to help with dinner.
My half-brother started talking about my car in the kitchen while my stepmom was listening and asked if he could take it for a couple of hours to hang out with friends. I politely told him no. He threw a fit and brought up how I needed to relax and not worry but my answer was still the same.
While we were sitting at the dinner table. My half-brother got up,washed his hands and I thought he went outside. I got busy talking to my dad and after I got up to wash my hands I noticed my car keys weren't there. I went outside to ask him and neither he nor my car were there I lost it I started calling his phone but he hung up on me several times. I was furious I told my dad I'd call the police if he didn't come back with the car.my stepmom jumped to defend him and said I was being unreasonable to call the police. I called him one last time then I called the police. My stepmom freaked out when my halfbrother got picked up by the police. She told me to go explain the situation to the authorities otherwise he'd spend the night in jail. But I refused especially since I still hadn't got my car back.
Stepmom yelled that I ruined dinner and that it was no big deal he was going to return it after "borrowing" it from me but he didn't really borrow it and she heard me say no. I don't know what she told the police. But I didn't give permission to use the car. My stepmom's side of family are mad at me for doing this to my brother and hinted that I don't consider him family. My dad's side of family sided with me saying he deserved it. My dad said I overreacted... keep reading on reddit ➡
I don't use facebook, but a friend has notified me of a thread on our local community group concerning my car. My road is Victorian terraces and as such no one has driveways, we all park on the road. Space is limited, and as such you park wherever you can, even if that means leaving the car halfway down the street.
The post shares a picture of my car, and the poster asks if anyone knows who's car it is, and raises concerns that it has been abandoned. I'm not sure why she suspects a three year old car in good condition to have been abandoned...
There are over sixty comments at time of writing. The vast majority are also "concerned". Some ask if it's been reported to the police, another has apparently looked it up and confirmed that is is taxed and MOT'd. Others share stories of cars left outside their houses, leaving them unable to park outside their own home (of which they have no entitlement).
The post has now been up for over 24 hours and the consensus seems to be that it does not belong to anyone on our street as they would have become known by now. Several commenters are expressing extreme annoyance at this prospect.
Should I be worried? These people seem to be working themselves into some sort of frenzy over something perfectly innocuous. I work from home, have everything I need within walking distance so simply don't use my car that much. We are also in tier four, so I really don't think this is that strange?
I was driving to the store and my car crapped out on me, turns out the alternator failed and the engine stalled out. I pulled over to the side of a remote road.
It was cold out and I wasn't dressed for the weather without the car's heater. Dumb of me to not wear a warmer coat or think to put a blanket in my car for the winter just in case..but it was supposed to be a quick errand.
I called my boyfriend who lived very close to where I was broken down, and he didn't pick up. I texted him saying I was broken down and I needed a ride, could he help? He said no, he had a friend visiting. I said it was freezing cold and I needed to get out of the cold fast because the car heat was broken too. He said "can't you ask a friend, this is a bad time"
I called a friend who was 35 minutes away and he got on the road right away, and we made plans to have his brother who works for a towing company get it for cheap the next day as a favor. We hung out for a few hours and then I went to bed early. I accidentally left my phone in his car so when he left he took it along.
The next morning I couldn't find my phone and sent an email to my friend to ask if he'd seen it. He replied and said he found it in his car and he could bring it back on the weekend. I thanked him and apologized for making him make the trip twice.
Anyway, I worked through the day and only checked my social media after the workday. I saw some panicked messages from my boyfriend on my Facebook asking what had happened, I didn't answer his texts for 24 hours after the last thing I sent was "can you please come pick me up, it's freezing cold and I need to get out of the cold fast. Car hear is broken" and I wasn't picking up my phone or answering texts or social media messages. Then he went for a drive and found my car abandoned in the dirt off the side of the road.
He was convinced I had been ignoring him to spite him for not leaving right away to get me, he hasn't realized how serious it was. And he had expected if I had trouble getting a friend to help I'd call him and tell him I didn't have another option.
I said I wasn't being petty, I was just trying to deal with my own shit when my car crapped out on me. And I honestly wasn't thinking about him at all after he brushed off me asking for help.
He said that I was stupid for not thinking that he'd be worried to be ghosted for a day after saying I was in trouble
AITA for not telling my boyfriend I was ok after he didn't want to help me after my car c... keep reading on reddit ➡
Stop to let them turn into the road. Give them plenty of space. FFS don't cut them off. They may not be able to stop in time.
Edit: Many people point out you shouldn't stop to let anyone in. I agree. I was thinking about cars that don't let a u-haul merge or will do anything not to be behind a u-haul. Basically, just don't be an ass.
I M27 lived with my chronically sick brother and my parents. I took over his care while they worked I handled chores/worked a job (although my parents thought It was wrong because I "wasn't focusing on my brother's care". I was doing well in school but I started failing classes. No college saving because they spent all money on my brother. I ignored myself care and wasn't eating healthy. They only cooked for my brother.
At 16. I was diagnosed with diabetes.My parents thought that was my fault. I was told to continue to care for my brother, work to pay for my medication because they said they didn't need to deal with my condition on top of everything else, and I failed at school eventually. CPS was called but found nothing because my parents were aware. I ended up getting kicked out of the house at 17 because it was my fault cps came.
They chose my brother to take care of and didn't want to deal with me. I worked extra jobs here and there. Lived with my then GF now wife. At 20 we had our firstborn. I tried to reach out to my parents and let them meet my family despite what they've done but they blamed me for those decisions (getting married and having a baby was my fault also) and said I shouldn't be a dad because I was irresponsible and ignorant. I cut contact permanently.
I started getting lucky I now work in a better field (no degree though) I earn decent money. We had our second baby in Aug. (Whoops, That too was my fault!) My parents words pop in my head whenever I look at my kids and I begin to question myself. I always feel like I'm not doing enough.
My dad reached out to my wife and took my number (that's another story) and contacted me. He got me to listen despite not wanting to. He told me my brother needs a surgery and asked for help. He insisted on meeting with me but I refused. He sent people to talk but I refused to meet them. Last week I went to see him I told him that I'm not obligated to help. That I'm still dealing with my own condition that was ignored by him. That I do have money but I wanted to buy a car with it instead (saved up money to buy a car I really like And I felt good ngl) He and my uncle started guilting me for buying an expensive car and refusing to help. A relative posted on FB talking about me buying an expensive car and leaving my parents to struggle. My number was given to everyone and they kept shaming me. My argument with dad got worse I had to yell at him again.
Just want to tell you about my uncle. He's a hypo... keep reading on reddit ➡