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Two Hot Takes — 286: Confessions.. 2.0!. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
Woo! I'm so excited to do this. Because we have wine? Well, now because we have wine, which it is wine people. I've gone in insane amount of DMs lately, being like, I feel like you're pregnant. I feel like you're pregnant. You guys will be the first to know, so not yet. It is actual wine, but you haven't been on an episode with me, just me and you, solo, in forever. Since 2022. No, but it honestly, it's been quite some time. And this is a theme that was inspired by you. Really? Well, from what I was hearing before, I don't know how I feel about that. The stories. Well, in the sense that you've been working on a Confessions theme for Father Know Something, the podcast we have with my dad. And I'm like, well, that sounds fun. I'm going to copy you. Now it's a race to see who can get their Confessions theme out first.
Will it be me? Will it be you? I'm not sure. But we are going to be stealing a couple of Confessions off the two-how-takes subreddit and reading it over on Father Know's because we did. We did a diaper story last week on the episode with Michaela. And there's an unreal diaper confession again on the two-how-takes sub. And I'm like, I feel like two diapers in a row just felt like a lot for you guys. So we're going to have dad react to the diaper story and see what his dad advice would be on it, which I think is a fun spin. Yeah. Dipper, diaper dilemmas. It's really, really popping up right now. But yeah, I'm just, I'm really excited to get into these. There are some doozy's. We've got some updates. I'm just really, I'm feeling really good. I'm feeling light as a feather. The theme is fire. I haven't read any of these stories. Bailey found them all. I just know titles. And I'm just so excited for October. We've got a true crime episode coming out.
We've got a spooky paranormal episode coming out. And you're going to be obsessed with the guests we have. So I just feel like I'm really hitting my stride right now. And Halloween. Well, yeah, your favorite holiday. Yeah. I feel like that's better than all of that. Yeah, we're going to stock up on candy. We're going to really blow our trick-or-treaters minds this year. Yeah, it's going to be good. OK. Are you guys going to be for Halloween? I don't know yet. If anyone has any good couple Halloween idea costumes for Justin and I, put it in the comments. Yeah. You got to get going on Halloween costumes early. If there's a good one, I'll do it. Morgan doesn't like Halloween. I like Christmas better. I like presents. So I'm on an island. And not a Halloween island. I dress up by myself. Not going to be a movie. Without further ado, my friends. Let's dive in.
OK. Up first. Yes. Coming from Tiffu. Today I fucked up by not telling my doctor how many tic-tacs I eat per day. Been there. So I'm absolutely fucking obsessed with the fruit adventure flavor of tic-tacs. The flavor combined with the soft, smush they make between your teeth when you chew them makes my brain very happy. I've been buying them in bulk where each container has 200 candies each and they come in bulk packs of 12 containers. I tend to eat them by the handful while I'm working or gaming. So in a day, I can easily slam through one to two containers, 200 to 400 candies. Now keep in mind that on the nutrition level, it says that the serving size is one candy and is listed as having zero calories, which I thought was awesome because I could have
as many as I want. Over the past year, I found that I gained about 40 pounds and nothing about my eating habits has changed as far as I was aware. I told my doctor about it and she was a bit worried, so she had me do a bunch of blood work to see if there was a reason why I gained so much weight in a short period of time. Everything came back normal. If you referred me to see a weight loss doctor who would also have me see a dietician, I've been working with the dietician for a few months now and we have me keep a food log. I had a virtual visit with her today and during it, I was fiddling around with an empty container to keep my hands busy. She saw it and asked where I got such a large container from. So I told her about it and how I eat one to two of those per day. She asked why those weren't on my food tracker and I said it was because there's zero calories, so they wouldn't count. Apparently, I was very, very wrong about this. She explained to me that food companies can label something as being zero calories if
the foods serving size contains five or less calories. In reality, each individual tick-tack actually has about two calories, so essentially since each container has 200 pieces and I typically have one to two of those, I've been eating 400 to 800 plus calories per day of tick-tacks. In addition to all the other food I've been eating, which is very likely why I've gained so much weight. Today I fucked up. You would never think. You would never think. Never in a million years. Because it's like water. You can have as much water as you want and water, you know, you're fine. But I guess when you think about it, where does it go? It's made out of something. See, that's what I feel about Diet Coke. I literally, why did I just Google how many calories are in Diet Coke? Firstly, in the crossing of my head, I'm like, how many things are out there that are actually like four or right at five?
But if it's five, do they have to label it as zero still? You know what I mean? How many things out there are all of us eating, chewing on, snacking on every day that we're like thinking we're doing right. Oh, zero cow, zero cow. So you think about it though. I used to fancy a tick-tack back in the day, like the orange kind. Orange, I don't know if they're orange, probably it was a flavor. I used to get a normal size, but after a few of them, I'm kind of over it. So even if it's zero. But these have a smush. This is like probably a light crunch and then a smush. It's not like sucking on a tick-tack. This is kind of like a gummy. It's like a gummy bear, but tick-tack form. But still. Oh, I could get behind it. That many? If I could eat a bag of gummy bears a day, I would. Absolutely. If it says zero cow, absolutely. And it just spread out enough so that 800 calories doesn't actually fill you up. Probably. Because I would start to think, well, if it's that many calories, wouldn't you find yourself
at 8 p.m. being like, hmm, really not that hungry for dinner yet? Yeah. You know, doesn't it all kind of balance it out? No, it's spread out. And they're also so tiny, like they're never filling up his stomach. This is something I actually was questioning after the state fair. We went to the Minnesota State Fair, amazing iconic. I hope everyone gets to experience it in their lifetime. But you eat all day. All day. You're just snacking. And after the fair, we were leaving and I'm like, I'm still kind of hungry. And I saw TikTok and real after real that people were like, why am I still hungry? And it's just because you're eating kind of like these empty foods, not a lot of fiber, not a lot of protein. It's fried. And so it doesn't really fill you up. And I'm like, that's probably what the TikTok started. I'm not, I'm not a gastro doc. I'm not a dietitian. Yeah. But clearly, he was not getting full and 800 calories extra a day when you're already eating maybe 2,000, 2,500. Whatever. Like that sneaks up on you.
And then I just love that he was playing with empty pack. And it's like, what is that? Well, what a good dietitian to be like, what do you got there? Yeah, to actually catch on. Yeah. But he's been working with them for months. And they're just finding out. And it's like, they're probably thinking the worst about this guy. They're probably like, I have this one patient. I can't figure out what's going on with him. Well, unexpected weight gain or weight loss can be very scary. Yeah, it's typically not a good sign. Right. Yeah. Oh, all from TikToks. 40 pounds. How many TikToks is that? I mean, 400 a day. Over how long? Four months? No, he's been doing this for over a year. 400 TikToks a day, basically. Is that Guinness World Record, you know, level? I would assume. I mean, who in the right mind? I would, obviously, but he'd be in the book. I'd get sick of it. So we do have a couple of edits. Edit just want to clarify that I'm super aware that sugar will, in fact, make you gain
weight. I'm not that stupid. But I never actually read the product ingredients. I assume they must have been made with something like xylethal or some other artificial sweetener to make them zero calories. So never cross my mind to check. Edit two. Dang. Y'all are brutal laughing my ass off. But at least some good came out of it, since apparently, like me, a lot of people didn't realize about the less than five calories per serving rule and how it can be legally classified as zero in the US. Personally, I wish we could have the model they do in other countries where they list calories per x amount of grams. Edit three. All caps. My teeth are fine. I actually just had a dentist appointment two weeks ago. No cavities or decay. Gums are healthy. Despite my candy habit. I do take good care of my teeth. Wow. Strong teeth. There's a couple of comments that are really good. Top one. Tiktacs are small enough to legally be labeled sugar free, even though they're almost pure
sugar. Next comment. Bro, eight, forty pounds of tiktacs. So okay. So it applies to sugar and calories. Yes. So someone comments under that and goes, well, sugar is less calories dense than fat. So working for the basis that a tiktac is two cow and weighs half a gram and Opie gained forty pounds body fat. Then it ate thirty five kilograms of tiktacs or seventy seven pounds worth. Seventy seven pounds of tiktacs. I want to see that pile right here on the floor. Because if you did that, that is an intervention. He needs to walk in, family sitting there and there's the pile. Here's what you consumed. Yeah. How many tiktacs would get you seventy five seventy seven pounds? A lot. So we've got Bailey crunching numbers behind the camera here too. He is spending about three thousand dollars a year on these tiktacs too. Which like, hey, cheaper than some bad habits, right? But still three K on tiktacs.
If I found that out after, I'd be so sad. And I'm also, now I'm just very curious what he does for work. He didn't even notice the spending buying this much tiktac pallets. Maybe there's like an underground black market of tiktacs. Do you think he's buying pallets actually? Can you imagine if a forklift shows up to his house and unloads the pallet of tiktacs in his garage? I could. He should buy it. Yeah, he should buy in pallets. Just my tiktac delivery for the year. So we do get an update. This just came out August 15th, 2026, Bailey's birthday, how ironic. At it for it's 81526 and I actually forgot about this post until the other day and I figured I'd share an update. So I did stop eating the tiktacs. But did find out I have a legitimate health condition afterwards. After my gallbladder removal a few years ago, I kept having issues where I felt shaky,
confused, lethargic, dizzy, irritable and sweaty shortly after eating meals, especially in the middle of the day. All I knew was that if I grazed on tiktacs throughout the day, my symptoms would go away. When I stopped eating the tiktacs, my symptoms came back and my doctor had me wear continuous blood glucose monitor, which was showing readings that kept hitting the low 60s, high 50s, indicating hypoglycemia. It turns out I developed a condition as a result of the gallbladder removal called post-prandial hypoglycemia, meaning you get rapidly dropping blood sugar shortly after eating meals. They don't exactly know why the gallbladder removal causes it, but it explains why the tiktacs made me feel better because it prevented those huge drops. After we figured this out, doctor put me on zip-bound in hopes that it will stop those blood sugar crashes, thankfully it worked and I no longer need to eat candy to feel normal again. And I've been losing some of that weight again too, but yeah, it was a wild ride.
Wow. So you're almost self-diagnosed. You almost self-prescribed yourself the tiktacs. The treatment. Yeah. And it masked the actual issue going on. Oh my gosh. With just some weight gain. So I guess I would say you could choose between the zepbound or you could just keep going on the tiktacs. It's not hurting your teeth. You just gain a little extra pounds. No. No. No. There's probably a doctor prescribed happier medium here, clearly. Yeah. Well, it's just interesting that that was sort of fixing it, but wow, there's a lot of layers here. So many layers. And then because I was going to say, right when you get off the tiktacs, the first reaction would have been like withdrawal. Well, you're just having tiktac withdrawal. I think even from the habit. Like, yeah. I love a little sweet treat after every meal. And that's just such a habit of mine. You're popping these tiktacs non-stop throughout the day. How do you break that habit?
You almost have to act like treat it like you were on cigarettes and you got to find something to replace that habit. You have to find something to replace the tiktacs. I am just blown away by this story. Just like what? And I think this next one's going to be pretty good too. Okay, so this is coming from our very own two out takes subreddit, 26 days old now titled, I found out I'm not related to my dad while I was in labor. I tried to post this on another sub on my other Reddit account, but they just kept taking it down. I don't know why. So I'm trying this account and this sub because I watched the show. When I, 26 female, was 22 years old and in labor with my first child, I discovered that it is impossible for me to be related to my mom's husband, 52 male. His blood type is not compatible with having a child with my blood type. I hadn't known my blood type before they tested me for my blood type while I was in labor.
Mom's husband is opositive and mine is a B positive. I tried to confront my mom, 52 female about it, but she tried to insist that it's just a medical abnormality and told me that I probably got a wrong. However, I decided to try to investigate further. Since I tried confronting my mom about it, I have had my blood type tested three more times and I've been given the same answer. It is impossible for him to be my father based off the fact that his blood type is incompatible to having a child with my blood type. I decided to ask my grandma, 70s female, if my mom had told her anything. She said she didn't know, but wasn't surprised. I then reached out and asked my parents best friend, 47 male about it, and gave him the timeline of when this affair could have happened and he told me he really didn't know. Fast forward three and a half years, the best friend messages me on Facebook and confesses
that he is more than likely my biological father. The best friend. And we are getting a paternity test. He told me he's known the entire time that I am more than likely his child. He just, quote, didn't want to explode their marriage too late, but that's probably besides the point. He's so certain I'm probably his biological child that he paid for a paternity test to be done. He hasn't come in yet, will update when the results are in if anyone wants. Anyways, I'm just really hurt, confused, and I feel like the entire 26 years of my life has been a complete lie. I'm also very angry that I asked this man point blank, and he lied to my face and didn't bring it up again for nearly four years. This honestly doesn't feel real, but it is, and my best friend called it, quote, telenovela four. Hey, it feels like that movie that I hate where you can't trust in.
Oh my God, Justin, not Austin land again. It's a romcom. It's a happy ending. Is it not similar? Hey, you're not my, like my parents aren't my parents. My parents are lying to me. This random guy lied to me, and then apparently he's my real dad. He can't trust anybody. Oh my God. So with the title, I was wondering if she realized this during labor, because as it was stated, I mean, I did not know that certain blood types could not pass down certain blood types. Honestly, it's probably something I learned in biology ages ago, but I don't even know how it works. So I was just picturing. So I was just picturing. So I was just picturing, like the punnets square of A, B, and I'm just like, oh my God, no, it's too much. So I was just picturing middle of labor. Wait, my blood types, what? And then realizing which maybe it happened after. But still, this is kind of what I was nervous about with the ancestry DNA testing. Yeah, I was nervous that you'd find another sibling. Or just you just never know.
I was hoping mine would come back. What if your parents didn't truly know? What if it wasn't because her mom probably knows? I mean, her mom was basically like not surprised. Oh, the shade. But then grandma was like, oh, we'll go ask so and so. Basically sending OP to this other guy. So I think granny knew I just didn't want to be the one to like actually break the news. Or maybe granny had a hunch and just isn't 100%. So can't say with confidence. She's like, that's how the best friend was operating as well. No, I think to come clean three and a half years later is kind of weird. But we're already so deep in not even up to the point where she even asked. Yeah. If you would know, I mean, but sounded like parents still together. So, but even still if you know you have a child, I mean, it's just going to be like, I mean, I guess people do, but like, right.
But in this case, you're watching, I mean, they're still best friends. OP knows this other guy as my dad's best friend. Whatever it is, like this guy's been in her life. And in his head, he's like, I've known the whole time. Huh? Known the whole time. How weird for you to watch your kid grow up. But again, you were sleeping with your best friend's wife and you probably don't want that to get out. So this is just a twisted little web of lies. I just, I'm the type of person I could never keep this stuff buried that long. I hate a secret. I mean, I can try. I want the tea. But I can't. I don't know. I feel really bad lying or holding it. If, well, it's different. If someone comes to me with information and says, hey, this is just between us, I'm good at that. I'm not the, like, pass it around to everyone I know type. But if it involves me, I would think about it all the time. And you're telling me best friend hasn't thought about it all the time.
I'm sure. Especially once asked. Why do you think it took so long? Why do you think it took three and a half years then to come back? I guess fear of being rejected, fear of, well, I don't know what you have to lose at that point besides a best friend. But I think it was like fear that maybe, I don't know, she wasn't his because he's so now like, we got to know, we got to know, we got to know, like, I'll pay for the paternity test. We got to know. Yeah. Yeah. So is that the update? Do we find out? Tell me there's not date. We do get an update. Because otherwise, oh, God. Thank God. What's in the box? No, I didn't know if there was an update, and I was literally going to be like, Bailey, how dare you put this in here? Because now that was like a taste of my own medicine because I'm like, holy smokes. This is just again, tea. Are you reading blind? Everything today. Everything today. Yeah. So if there's any annunciation mistakes, I'm so sorry, reading it for the very first time with you all.
So before we get into the update, though, top comment on this one. So grandma wasn't surprised that your mom had an affair. OP responds, no, she wasn't. Someone goes, why? And OP goes, I mean, it's her mom. People tend to know their children very well. And then that emoji that is like kind of melting into the ground. Someone basically goes, true, maybe your mom had a history of affairs or your grandma knew that the bio dad and your mom were getting close. I'm so sorry, this happened you. It's got to be rough. And someone else goes more like she suspected something, saw certain timelines and partners didn't add up, but kept quiet because she can't prove anything without the mother coming clean or a DNA test to be done. Plus, she probably wanted to see her grand kid. OP responds, me and her were best friends before she passed. So that's probably it. Yeah, that would freak me out. Realizing that this guy I've called dad forever is not. It's identity. And maybe new. Shattering. Yeah. That's, that's the worst.
Like if they didn't know, because there's been the baby switched at the hospital and then the kid doesn't look like either parents kind of thing, then it's different. But I don't know, it's just freaky. Think how your life would be different. Yeah. And where do you go from there? And because it's so late in life, you're like your whole world and everything you thought you knew is turned on its head. And I would be in a crash out tailspin. Like who am I? Everything's been a lie. Who can I believe anymore? It would be very upsetting. There's another comment here that goes, I'm sorry about this. Your grandma's reaction is pretty funny though. Have you talked to your non-biodad dad, the man you believed to be your bio dad, or is he still in the dark about this? OP responds, tried to tell him he doesn't believe me because of my mom lying to him. Right. Yeah, it's a tangled web. Yeah. So seeing here, everyone in the comments is like, update me, update me, update me. And 12 days ago, OP said update posted.
So for that update, I just want to address some things and then get into an update because there was a lot of people saying the same things. I did not start searching for my biological parent to acquire a new family or dad. I started the search because I wanted an accurate family medical history. My mother is not a human chimera nor was I switched at birth. One of how she was able to pull this off is because I was a pre-me. And everybody was preoccupied with whether or not I would live or not to question timelines. I don't hate either parent who raised me. Me taking a paternity test was not done in malice or with the intention to hurt either of my parents. Again, I just wanted an accurate family medical history because I have children and that's important. I went thinking I could try to get the medical history and amicably ceasing further communication. The reason I asked my grandma and my dad's best friend was at the suggestion of my older sister, 32 female. So we wouldn't rock the boat too much and then get the information I needed.
She was in the room when I was told. I did not expect it to be my dad's best friend. I saw a lot of people saying that I should have dropped it. I did. I was approached over three and a half years later by my dad's best friend and told the information. My dad and his best friend became best friends after the affair. Which how the heck does that work? To be a fly on the wall. Hey buddy. What? Anyways, on to the update. The paternity test came back 99.99% match for paternity. So I am most likely my dad's best friend's biological child, which is such an odd thing to say. My biological father keeps apologizing for being absent my entire life and not fighting for more answers. He is livid with my mom for lying to everyone and making him inadvertently be an absentee parent when all he wanted growing up was to be a dad.
Frankly, that's between them. Honestly, I'm not touching that fight with a 10-foot pole. Well, and also he made that choice too. It's not like you were forced against your will and chained up your whole life so you couldn't be a dad. Yeah. Yeah. Opie goes on to say, but I got the family medical history from his mom, my grandma, I guess, question mark. And I'm going to the doctor and my kids pediatrician soon to have that updated. I've been processing a lot and genuinely don't know where things are going to go from here. If you'll like it would be the morally correct thing to tell my dad, myself, simply because the other option is hearing it from his best friend. And I just don't think he wants to hear it from the affair partner. So any advice on that would be appreciated. I don't want to break his heart, but either I tell him, biological father tells him, or he finds out from somebody else entirely. And then we get update to, I told my dad. He genuinely appreciates that I was the only one in this situation who decided to be honest
with him. We had a heart to heart about how this doesn't affect us. He still raised me and my three children do love him regardless of what DNA says. He's no longer best friends with my biological father, duh. He also told my mom, he knows, told her not to speak to him. And he is staying in their garage at the moment while he decides what he's going to do as a next step. The garage has AC, a mini fridge TV or a cleaner and some of his hobby stuff. So he'll be okay staying in there, I guess. My husband and I did offer that he stay with us while he thinks, but he turned it down. My biofather did provide my dad other evidence that he may need screenshots of biofather trying to confront my mom and her line. My husband also made memes of the situation so we can all laugh instead of cry. See, I don't know who to be upset with. Like are you upset with bio dad? I mean, I just think it would be such a mix of emotions.
I wouldn't really know what to feel. I honestly think the only person I would be upset if this were me and this would be my mom. For sure. Because she was the one that knew. She was the one that chose to step out on her marriage and have this affair. The other guy, best friend, which again, I'm so curious how they became best friends after the affair. Still a puzzle. But he's trying not to rock the boat. They're still married. He's not going to be like, that's my baby and blow everyone's life up. And the dad, who is your dad at the end of the day? He's none the wiser. Like he doesn't know any of this. So the only one that really be mad at for having this line, keeping everyone in the dark for so long as mom. And I know, you know, bio dad, being like, I'm sorry. I was such a absentee father. Yeah, that's true. That's shitty. But your mom didn't open the door for him.
But you're going to feel how you want to feel. And no matter what you're feeling, it's not wrong. I went through like getting my DNA test results back. And like every day until I got it back, I was just like praying there was some mistake. And like Jerry was my dad, which Jerry, if you don't know this is who I call my dad. But he's not my bio dad. He adopted me and all of my brothers. But him and my mom were like, dating on and off. And then I was noobs, baby. And so it was just like kind of this complicated thing. So to be faced with this like identity crisis, it is so jarring. And it's tough. But you have an amazing husband. I love that he made memes so supportive. I want to see some of them. Just send me a DM if you don't want to share publicly. It sounds like your dad too is great. And we've had so many reactions on this show where a dad will find out, you know, biologically, not my kid. And they freak out.
And that's not what you're getting here. And I know you're going to be just fine. But obviously you're grieving something that you thought was your truth. And you'll work your way through it. But whatever you're feeling is okay. Yeah. Yeah. And that's because a wild ride. Thank you for sharing. And on to the next one. Okay. This episode is brought to you by Credit Karma. Breathe in. Now breathe out. You feel that that's the calm of having into it, Credit Karma in your corner. If you're trying to get your life together in this crazy world, Credit Karma is a great place to start with the money stuff. Your credit score isn't just a number. You can unlock better rates, more options, and real savings. So whether you're moving, leasing a car, or upgrading your cards, it feels good knowing your credit is working for you. When you start to feel like there's too much on your plate, you can count on Credit Karma for less craziness and more credit.
Based on the title for this next one, if you're eating lunch, breakfast, dinner, maybe skip, or maybe just pause until you're done eating, because I think this one might be a little, a little icky. You want to know a fun fact? Yeah. I've never been bothered about stuff like that while eating. Really? I don't know what it is. I could see horrible things in front of me, hear horrible things, and I'll still just eat, like it's popcorn at a moment. No, no. No, even for stuff like movies, bad example, because generally you enjoy the movie. Like fear factor survivor when they're eating or doing the gross stuff. Oh, yeah. If they're gagging, I start gagging. I'm a sympathetic gagger. See, I can just eat right through it. It doesn't, there's that, I don't know. Well, let's see, let's see if this, I wish I had a snack, because I'd eat it right now. Oh, god. This is coming from our slash kinfessions titled, One of my buttworms got on his finger.
Just one. I, 18 female and my boyfriend, 18 male, were being a bit silly and making butt finger jokes. I told him my butt was itchy and joked about it being the threadworms I had a month or two prior. He unexpectedly shoved his finger all the way up my bum, parentheses, it was consensual, and in shock, I just sat up and stared. I grabbed his hand because I wanted to make sure he didn't just get my poop on his finger, and that's when I saw it, a tiny white line on his finger. I looked at it closer, thinking it might have been like a piece of thread or something. No, it was alive and wiggling. There was no poop on his finger at all, just a worm. He wiped it on a tissue, walked to the kitchen, and poured a quarter of the dish soap all over his hand.
We're both humiliated. I'm taking this with me to the grave, hence the throwaway account. That's all. That's all we got. Just, just that. Well, it's certainly worse than getting poop on your hand. I would rather have the poop. Yeah. But also to just like stick your finger up someone's ass hole, like what if she was about to be groundhogging or turtling and you just, and you feel a turd? It's just the way it goes. It comes with the territory. Oh my God. You're like, put your hand in an ant hill, or you're going to get ants on your hand. It's just kind of just the way it goes. You know what I learned? So I'm obsessed with Jen Hamilton. I find her to be just the most cute, relatable person ever on TikTok. I'm trying to get her on the show. Please go spam her comments. I just, I'd love to have her on. But Jen Hamilton talks about when people are giving birth and they like go to look and feel like you can feel poop through the vaginal wall.
And so you can press on the bottom and scoop it out. So then, then people won't poop themselves as they push. I don't know if that's the way I'd like to be segwayed into the story. I don't know how I got there, but it just popped into my head. By the way, the story reminds me of like, I just chewed. Okay. But all right. Put the back to the worm. How does the worm end up there? It sounds like she has parasites. I've never seen a thread worm in my life. Oh, yeah, they look nasty, nasty little things. It honestly looks like a finely ground piece of parmesan. I could eat pasta while looking at that. Doesn't bother me. Dude. Yeah, I would want to put a firecracker in my butt and light it off to get rid of the worms. I, I don't even know what that would feel.
I would want to drink rubbing alcohol. I, Justin, that's not medical advice. Do not do this. You can just go to your doctor's and you get a thousand ways to die. The guy that bathed in rubbing alcohol. I know, because his pores, everything absorbed it. You absorbed through your skin. Don't do that. Think about the next time you're in a hot tub, don't do it. I feel like what's the condition? Thread worms. You need to get a parasite cleanse. Your doctor. Where do you get them? You get them from other people. How? From them shoving their fingers up there. I don't know. The boy friends very comfortable with her asshole. He's probably given her rim jobs. Okay. He's tongue punching her fart box. So they came from his tongue. He's got the worms too. No doubt. No doubt. The same place? Yeah, in his ass. Yeah. So how does it originate? Just toilet seat to toilet seat? No. I'm trying to avoid this. It says here you can get them from family members and in schools or childcare centers.
Oh, another thing you have to worry about with kids. Your kids coming home with worms. Headlice, now worms. How do they, how do they spread? What are the kids doing? Eating and chillers poop? No. Are they poopy hands? If those worms were in the house, we're getting out of the house and we're lighting the thing on fire. I think a lot of people have worms and we just don't know. Lovely. Yeah. My friend, chill, Alexis. If you ride our Arizona live show a couple of years ago, you met her. She pulled a tapeworm out of her dog's ass. Great. So she could have tapeworms now. I don't know. I don't know how any of it works. It probably does. We all just have worms. So we have a comment here. So you still have worms, da da da. And it's possible he will too. Someone responds. If they're fingering each other's assholes, they definitely both have it. LOL. Right. LOL. Next comment down. Saw the title and still decided to read this. The fuck is wrong with me?
True. Someone goes, dude, same. And another comment, go see a doctor, both of you. I mean, do we not like assume that's what happened right after? How do, if that happens? I mean, you're just like, well, what should we get for dinner? What do we watch in tonight? There's no way. No, I don't immediately be going to urgent care. Do not pass, go, give me the bill. I just give me a parasite plant. I'm a tall man, I need these worms out of my ass hole. I mean, if you're literally, if you're just sticking a finger up and pulling it out and having a worm on it, you've got to be infested. Yeah, how far up do they go? The whole colon problem. See, I would feel like they're inside me everywhere in my fingers and my toes. Where am I doctors? Where's my toes? Where's my toes? Where's my toes? Chimin. I would feel like, I just, I don't know, I would not know to do it myself. No, no, I'm uncomfortable. I'm very uncomfortable. So OP does have a comment that she thinks she got it from his younger siblings.
Where she basically lives with them. Okay. So how do we prevent this in our future? Lice, worms, any of this? I understand we're going to get sick a lot because that's just what comes with it. But to prevent thread worms, also known as pin worms, you must stop the tiny eggs from entering your mouth. How was that so hard? What are they sharing? From your fingernails with a nail brush, use warm water and soap. This can happen from changing diapers and then not washing your hands or then touching food. So kids just have them. It's just default. Babies have worms. I think kids, especially if they're, you know, going to daycare and things like that. Stuff spreads quick. Daycare, school, not saying that either of those places are bad. Obviously kids need to go there. Do you remember when we were at Disney, we saw the kid licking the handrail. I'm not touching anything anymore. Like the inline for the ride just along the whole rail.
Dude, kids are nasty. Pin worms. Worms and shit. Yeah. How many of you out there have had your kids get worms? I need to know now. And did you get worms from your kids? There's probably other types too. Oh, there's a lot of worms. Yeah. There's a lot of other steps to clean your house. Don't shake the laundry, wash and hot water, clean hard surfaces, rinse, toothbrushes. Explain shake the laundry. If you shake it, it can send microscopic eggs floating into the air. Who's shaking laundry? What does that even mean? What do you shake it for? Oh my god. I don't know. Shake the dirt off of it. And then no. I don't know. I'm disgusted. We're moving along. See, I stole the full appetite. I'm not into it, but I just have full appetite still. You're going to be known as like the worm boy. Pin worm boy. Not the pin worm boy. I can just eat through stuff.
Okay. See if you could eat through this. Okay. Gear popcorn, I guess, because this one's a doozy too. This is coming from our slash relationship advice titled My 19 Female Significant Other 22 Female has been ignoring quarantine to attend orgies. Now this is a little vintage. It's coming from 513 2020. Classic. So COVID times. What a year. Okay. So this is a lot for me to unpack, a little bit of context, bandating My Significant Other for nine months now. She's by and I'm still discovering myself a bit. She's been a good relationship aside from occasional arguments about my religious values. I was raised Catholic and prefer to save myself until marriage. We fooled around a bit, but nothing too much. hadn't really dated anyone before and she really got me out of my shell. She's a bit of a private person. I always assumed that she was introverted like me.
I didn't think she was intentionally keeping secrets. For the last five months or so, she'd been going to group therapy sessions. It made me worried that she might be depressed. Sometimes I would ask if I could go with her, but she would get defensive and say that it's too personal for her. I respected her wishes, but I felt shut out. Sometimes I would notice her texting members from the group and it was like she had developed a new friend circle that I wasn't allowed to meet. Another goes to these meetings on a bi-weekly basis. The meetings were still happening during quarantine, which surprised me. We live in the UK and things are pretty strict here. Only strange thing I noticed in the past was a weird phone call that I got from her. I heard some heavy breathing like she was suffocating. I freaked and started screaming for her to answer. She said, pocket dial, oops, and hung up. I made her explain it to me when she got back and she said it was a super emotional session.
Fast forward to this week, we had a fight about sex, specifically my hesitation of it. I told her it doesn't help that she is so distant. We started to calm down a bit and then she asked what she could do to open up. I said going to one of her counseling meetings might be a start, but she got very defensive. With me, I was being too invasive and I shouldn't give her ultimatums. I wasn't trying to force anything. It was just a suggestion and I'd never want to make her uncomfortable. We didn't really talk after that argument and things were worse than ever. Last night, significant other went to one of her group meetings. I decided to follow her. I know this sounds really shitty of me, but after that pocket dial and everything going on, I had to know what was up. I thought maybe I could speak to a head counselor or something. Tell her I loved her and was just worried. Maybe we could figure this out together. I follow her to this old-looking community center.
Nothing weird, right? She goes in and I start to second guess what I'm doing there. I think it over in my head for a good 15 minutes or so and then I decide to step in. I'm pretty tense as I do this, feeling so much guilt. Walking through a hallway, when I hear a faint music coming from one of the rooms, figured it must be a social event. As I walked towards it, I hear music and noise coming from the other rooms. I open the door and briefly notice some people going at it. Embarrassed, I quickly close the door and go to check one of the other rooms. I gradually open another door and peer in carefully. Even more confused as I see people sprawled across the floor having sex. I think the floor had mattresses on it. And at the back of the room, I saw my significant other grinding against some stranger. I was in shock and darted out of the building.
Don't think she saw me. I've been typing this out over and over trying to come to terms with it. Haven't spoken to her since she got back. She probably thinks we're not talking because of our fight. I don't even know who I can talk to about this. And I feel so isolated not being able to talk about this with my significant other. I'm kind of freaking out about her not social distancing. She's the only person I have physical contact with and this unnerves me now. How can I broach this subject with her? Is there any way I can talk to her without her feeling spied on? What's the best way to resolve the tension between my values and her romantic needs? I know this is a lot, but so much is going around in my mind right now. And I feel like my trust has been violated. I don't hate her for this. It's just a lot to process. Any advice would be really appreciated. So are they officially together? I mean, significant other. I 19 female have been dating my significant other 22 female for nine months now.
So arguably. There's no we are exclusive, but there's also not we are in an open relationship, which people generally mention. Correct. So yeah, it's shitty and it's cheating. And from doing a million of these types of relationship stories on father knows and on this show, I don't really think there is a path forward. Hell no. Because the needs are so different. Have all the orgies you want. Don't lie to me and say it's counseling and oops, you pocketed out me while you were fucking somebody. But oh, no, it was just a really emotional session. What the fuck? Well, but you can also understand the type of person who appears. So they're inexperienced, very sweet, very just trying to figure this out because it's kind of like a accommodating, but it's like their first relationship. So they're being taken advantage of it sucks. But we all need to go through a little bit of that at some point so that we know what
we're not going to put up within the future and what actually is a good partner for us. That aside, technically, technically, it is group therapy. So I get it's wrong. I get it's cheating. But it's technically the term kind of works. Kind of works. It's probably very therapeutic and they're in a group setting. The other thing is that I'm shocked. It was in a, that it's in a, what do they call it? A community center. I look like a community center. A community center. I don't think. This is so strange. I don't think I would trust a community center orgy. I would go, I would, you know, think it was at a home, someone's house. So I've had friends that have gone to sex parties and it usually is in like someone's condo. A house. What community center is this? What mattresses all over the floor? No, to me, I'm like, if this was being described and I'm like, it's giving abandoned
hospital that they've brought in mattresses. Yeah. And I don't know about that. This is giving unsafe. And that's the other thing of this where OPs like I'm saving myself until marriage, but like we're still being intimate. We're still doing stuff. What is this partner doing to prevent STDs? And you're not telling me, I'm not fully able to consent to sex with you because you are hiding what you're doing with other people from you. You're not being honest. Right. I'm thinking we're monogamous and that you're actually going to therapy when in reality you're having sex with a bunch of people. I don't know if you're being safe and you're lying to me about it. Not to mention the COVID strains back then were not. Yeah. We got fucked up. I still feel like I have COVID stuff. And this is from that early COVID. This is like, what was this May? Yes. May and like COVID really shut things down like end of April. So this is like a couple of weeks in to COVID. And the UK got hit really hard.
And we didn't know what it was going to turn out to be at that point. No. Could have been I am legend. We don't know. Yeah. Like you don't know. Yeah, no, you don't. So are we reading this now because there's an update now? I don't know. Otherwise, I'm just thinking like I'm trying to go to 2020 mind and think like, okay, first of all, yeah, COVID not that's that's a risk in itself. B, we have STDs. C, we have a lying cheating partner. Significant other asshole who's really not a partner. Not a partner. And this is that biggest op. This is the first big thing that's happened relationship wise for you. That's a big learning lesson, I guess. So you got to like the bright side is you'll now know what this looks like when another partner is being sketchy and you can call it out way quicker. Yeah.
Well, not the other part of this. You had to follow her to get the truth, which probably was kind of fun, but also very scary. Oh, my heart would be beating out of my chest. I would be sick. Especially when you open the first door. Oh, dude, the trauma of having to like follow your partner to get the truth. And you think I'm just going to the therapy session. Maybe I can talk to the main counselor. Maybe, you know, we can go through and figure this out together and be stronger. And then you find out she's going to sex parties all the time, which again, my problem is not with the sex parties. Have fun. That's what you want to do. But if you got someone at home that thinks you're monogamous and you're going to therapy and you're lying, not okay. So how would you bring it up? I'd say, hey, would you just be done and not even say anything? No, I'd say, hey, we I would. Yes, I'd break up with her on the spot. Right. And I'd be like, this is because you are lying to me. I know about your sex parties. I know that you don't actually go to group therapy because you don't have to say you followed.
You just I would never ever. Me. I don't need to. But I'm done. And wish you well. Thank you very much. Goodbye. And the top comment does kind of recommend that too. I mean, it only has 526 upvotes. I think this whole thing kind of flew under the radar a little bit. But Lizzo Soros says, you seem to still be in the hurt slash shock phase of all of this. But I suggest you move quickly into anger. Your partner has not only been lying to your face for quite some time. It's the likelihood that you followed her to the first orgy she attended about trying to take care of her mental health, which she knew you would support and respect. But then has been gaslighting you and a feeling guilty for asking questions out of concern for her mental health and wanting to be closer to her. If it all stopped there, that would be enough reason to leave right away. This is not what people who care about each other do to one another. I'm so so sorry that your first real relationship has to teach this lesson so awfully.
But to make matters worse, we're in the middle of a freaking global pandemic. One of the most offensive parts of cheating to me has always been the idea that your partner's desire for sex rules over their concern for your health, possibly giving you an STD without your knowledge. You and your partner aren't having sex right now. Thank God. But this is almost worse. The whole world understands how easily COVID is transferable. And now she's putting your life at risk every time she goes out just to get off all caps. She doesn't care about you. Please, please consider leaving before she or you get sick. No matter what you decide to tell her you know or how she tries to beg you to stay, understand that when she thought you weren't looking, she put your life at risk just to grind on a stranger and then come home to you. Yeah, the manipulation is really bad using the group therapy mentality because you would fully support your partner wanting to better themselves. Absolutely. I mean, that's why like OP, you know, a lot of people might use the word naive, but I
think OP was just like so hopeful and really wanted to be a good partner in this first relationship of theirs and was almost too accommodating because of that and too kind and too permissive. And it's just like, oh, you think you're doing what's right and trying to be what a good partner is. And in the meantime, you've been getting gaslit, lied to, taken advantage of, and that's sex. Well, yeah. And then there's nothing like getting burned while you're doing that. We both know. No. I know a lot of people do question like orgy being held in a community building. Right. Yeah. I wouldn't be surprised though. Like, I think about a small town, Minnesota, there's multiple little town halls you can rent. I'm thinking about the sole way town hall located in Munger. And when you rent the building, they come bring you the keys and the whole thing's yours for the day.
Yeah. But they're not like watching what you're doing in the building. Sure. But I always think like what about the janitor that rolls around doesn't know. What about the the blowable technician that was hired to fix something like that just walks in? I couldn't see this. I couldn't see this. Because they're not being that discreet. No, but I mean, they're shutting the doors to the rooms they're going in. Like up north in Minnesota, there's old schools that have been converted to community centers kind of the same vibe. I mean, they seem very open with their parameters. It seems like there were a lot of people there in all these rooms, which create a lot of noise, even if the doors shut. Insane to me. But we do get a little baby update update. It's still very hard to cope with this, but your advice has helped put some things in a perspective. I'm not ready to flat out break up with her as I've shared a lot with her emotionally. I'm going to contact some family and see if I can stay with them. I realize now that I shouldn't stay with her since she's been ignoring social distancing.
The conversation about my moving out won't be easy. I'll do it tonight. We'll update you all. I am grateful for the support. However critical it may be of my attitude about this. Also, I'm a girl if that wasn't clear. It's very clear. And then we get a longer update. Yep. Yep. Run it. I'm nervous. A lot has happened, and I'd like to think this chapter of my life is over now. But still, early days yet, I guess. Thank you all for the support and advice. After all the feedback from you, Reddit, I knew I had to move out and break up with her. I packed my essentials and I contacted my family asking if I could move home. And I finally told significant other about what I was doing. She didn't understand why I would leave and asked for an explanation. I told her that I knew about everything and how she'd been lying to me, as well as risking my health during quarantine.
This quickly turned into a shouting match. I'll admit that I didn't do much of the shouting. I began tearing up. She called me a pretty bitch and said I was too draining for her anyways. Even told me that I'd be at square one if I moved back in with my parents. When my parents, 55 female and 53 male arrived to pick me up, significant other kept giving us dirty looks from the window. As we left, I started crying again. I gradually explained everything to my parents during the car ride home. I don't know if they believed me. They laughed at one point. My dad laughed and said it was probably one of those dogging sites. I guess my parents couldn't help but laugh at how bizarre this is. As we arrived home, mom said that if I was serious, I should give her the details, address of the community center, etc. So she can report it. She said she'll organize collecting the rest of my belongings from the flat.
That way, I don't have to worry about seeing significant other. All things considered, my parents have been more supportive than I could have hoped. They never really approved of my relationship with her. Fortunately for the most part, they've been very caring given the circumstances. This is far from the outcome I had hoped for. I think all of your tough advice made me realize how dependent I was on significant other and how easily she could manipulate me. I've got a lot of work to do on myself, so I'm just going to take it easy for now. I'm going to try and take a break from social media. Despite the support from Reddit, I received some harassment after my initial post. I'm not bitter about these hurtful comments, but I don't feel confident enough to read through stuff like that right now. I've told my parents I don't care about the outcome of their report to the authorities. I would rather just put all of this behind me, because right now I feel very stupid. I feel exhausted. This update is my effort to try and vent so sorry for the rant.
Once again, thank you Reddit for the help. I really needed it. Yeah. Aw. Well, and you're really not, I mean, square ones better than where you were. You're not even in square ones. You're like negative square ones. No, she was just being a manipulative bitch. Yeah. Again, try to manipulate you, try to use whatever insecurity you have against you. I mean, OP, we've got a lot of nuance here, a lot of contacts we don't have, but Catholic still vary somewhat religious, trying to grapple with what her sexuality means with the religion. Parents that didn't really like significant other, maybe because of the sexuality of it. I mean, there's so much here. So the partner, significant other, knows this and then it's going to be like, you're going to go back to square one. That is manipulation to keep her from actually breaking up with her and leaving, which is crazy. Yeah. And be confronted. I know what you've been doing and you immediately turn this into a shouting match. You're unhinged.
That's how you know you're right. And you need to work on yourself. Like, you're not fit for a relationship right now and don't take it out on me. Well, and why would you want a relationship right now? Oh, just, it seems very passionate about the single life or an open relationship. I mean, find someone that you can be open and honest with and maybe wants to go to these parties with you and, you know, like, you don't have to hold a blindfold over someone. So you can have your cake eat it too and take advantage of them and manipulate them. Yeah. That's unhinged. Yeah. I, she's so young, but what a powerful experience to have so young because going forward, your radar is going to be so clocked in. Yeah. You deserve and you're going home with your parents. You get, you know, to unpack and have more time with them and just figure your life out. And hey, if they're unsupportive about who you date going forward, then, you know,
you can get back on your feet and move out and live on your own and not move in with a partner right away. Yeah. But, you know, get on your own to feet and have some freedom and boundaries with them that make it so your relationship is good. I mean, positive, positive ending, I know it sucks, but it is. To have a experience, but you do what you learn is, I don't want to say worth it, but it, it does really impact going forward so that you can avoid this because there's people also that don't learn and they go from bad to bad to bad to bad. That was me. High school, beginning of college. We had some rough times with guys. For me, it was the one just unbelievably bad experience. And then, that I met you. Yeah. Are you dated in New York? You had a spreading your wings. Yeah.
But I think that there's more of, I missed the discovery phase of high school college. So I feel like that was almost flipped with serious relationship. Then that sort of discovery phase, which allowed for me to heal and truly heal. So then I had all that experience and it was like, all right, I'm ready to find the one, you know, because then I think if you prematurely find the one, it can also be tough too. Yeah. Even if they end up being the one because we've seen the people that then go and break up for a while and go figure it out and then they do come back. So it's, yeah, it's interesting. I know everyone has such unique journeys and it's beautiful to see. But I think at the end of the day, just like make sure you're happy. Make sure your partner is supportive and loving and a team player and, I think I'll refreshing that'll be, I know. For the next person she finds.
Exactly. Okay. I'm very excited about this next story. So let's get into it. This next story is brought to you by State Farm. How does that famous saying go by failing to prepare? You are preparing to fail. Yeah. Let me tell you. I hate being under prepared. I cannot do it. It gives me anxiety. So that is one thing I really try to stick to, even if I procrastinate a little bit, I am prepared. And when you take the time to prepare for the moments that matter, like talking to a State Farm agent, you set yourself up for success. This next person really set themself up for success. So this is coming from a post on our slash Ask Reddit. It's titled What's the Secret? You'll never tell your partner but are willing to tell strangers on Reddit. Yeah. And here is the comment. My girlfriend of five years has been deaf since she was six.
She reads lips pretty well but prefers sign language. I didn't know a single sign when I met her, but I could tell right away that there was something between us. So I started learning after I got home from our first date. Fast forward a few years. I'm now fluent in ASL and we use it to talk almost exclusively. And she's not looking though. I talk to her even though she can't hear me or see my lips to read. I tell her how much I love her, how I'm going to marry her someday, how beautiful she is, etc. I've even been practicing proposing. So it's not so terrifying when I actually do it. She has no idea and I plan to keep it that way. I mean, it still doesn't make it any trust me. You can practice a million times but that's one where I don't think you can ever truly be prepared. But did you get down on one knee? Did you practice kneeling? Well, in my workouts, of course. I mean, that's why Alejandra said I had such good form.
Yes, she did. Perfect 90 degrees. Yeah, she was impressed. She was impressed. She was impressed. She was impressed. I mean, I did all the time. I guess I was prepared in that sense, yeah. Yeah. I obviously love this. I think like preparing for this huge life event, practicing your signs. But I mean, look at the effort he went through for this relationship, felt the spark and then learned a whole nother language to be a part of her world and actually communicate. This is absolutely beautiful. We have some really good, feel good comments too. So the secret is that he talks to her when she's not looking. Is that the secret? Yeah. Because that's what you would never tell. Yeah. Like when her back is turned, she's not able to see him read his lips. For their lips, there actually is no mansion in the post here, the comment, but is like out loud being like, I love you. You're so beautiful. But she can't hear. It doesn't sound like, you know, cochlear implant or anything like that. So no, it's like out of a movie. That's how I pictured it. It's like a movie scene. It's just so cute.
And the comments are really heartwarming too. Someone goes, dude, from the mother of two young deaf daughters, thank you. The fucking world feels scarily unaccommodating sometimes. And it's so good to know hearts like yours are out there. O.P. responds, my girlfriend often feels like the rest of the world would rather she didn't exist. So I go out of my way to show how glad I am that she does. All it takes is one person who really cares to make all the difference. So try to be that difference for your daughters. It helps them more than they'll ever say. Yeah. Ugg. I'm like about to cry. Someone else says, I need an update on this. It's wonderful. It's surprising how many family members of deaf people don't learn sign language. O.P. responds, she's lucky. Her immediate family are all fluent and most of her extended family has learned at least a few simple phrases and words. My side of the family has started learning too since they know she'll be a part of the family pretty soon.
Most deaf people aren't so lucky. I'm really glad she has such good people in her life. And then we get enough. Okay. I was hoping that this was. I'm sure it. Oh my gosh. After all the comments urging me not to wait, I decided to do it. Life is too short to waste even a day. I bought a very nice ring, silver with three small diamonds. It's nothing too special, but it's exactly her style and expensive by our standards without breaking the bank so it was perfect. I told her family my plans and they approved, of course. My family was 100% behind it too. With that arranged, I started planning the proposal. Both of us had already agreed that we didn't want it to be a huge disruptive event, just the two of us. No family to make a scene. She trusted me to pick a good place. I decided on the beach and we happened to live just a few hours from one of the best beaches in the world so it was perfect. Our anniversary was coming up and we both had the day off.
We planned to go to a local museum but I asked to change plans to the beach. She was definitely a little suspicious but she didn't say anything at the time. At the beach, I let the first few hours pass normally, just relaxing, playing in the waves, having snacks. I kept the ring hidden in a zippered pocket in my shorts and even though I knew it was safe, I think I checked it every five minutes at least. When the sun started going down, I led her away from the crowded area to a more secluded spot. We had a great view of the water, the sun and some boats further out, but a cluster of palm trees and low bushes blocked us from other people. At this point, she realized something was up. She started looking at me funny so I knew I had to be quick. I reached for the ring and da da da da. This is where the anxiety hit. I'm not a very confident person. I knew she would say yes and I knew I'd planned everything perfectly. There was no possible reason this could go badly but I was still nearly paralyzed.
That's probably why I dropped the ring. Tone you can't be prepared for it. As soon as I grabbed the ring, it slipped out of my fingers and got lost in the sand. I fucking panicked. I got on my knees and started digging through the sand like an animal. The whole time she was trying to ask me what was going on. I wanted to explain, but where would I even start? I found it after about 10 seconds, which felt like 10 hours, luckily unharmed. As soon as I picked it up, she saw it and realized what had happened. She completely froze for a second and then started shaking and wheezing like she was having an asthma attack. Then I panicked again because I had no clue what was happening and I thought something was even more wrong than it already was. Then I realized she was crying and laughing at the same time and I started crying and laughing too. I figured the proposal was already a mess so it couldn't get any worse.
I held it up to her and just said, quote, I think you dropped this. Oh no, it sounded a lot better in my head to be fair. She fucking lost it. I don't think I've ever seen her laugh that much. Once we both calmed down, I did it right and of course she said yes. Despite the complications, it couldn't have gone better and we're both very happy. We talked about the wedding a little and it will probably be sometime next summer, but we haven't decided yet. I'm not expecting to make another post on this account after this. As far as I'm concerned, our story is told and now it's time for the next one to start. I have no idea what's next for us after the wedding. We've talked about living in a van to travel the country. Maybe that, whatever happens will still be together and all still be talking behind her back as long as I can. To all you guys, I hope you all have wonderful lives. There's someone out there for all of us.
Just be patient and you'll find them. And if you found them, but haven't made it officially yet, do it. Life is short and you only get one so you shouldn't waste a single moment of it. Don't let anything hold you back. Yeah, like that story is so much better than if it had gone perfectly and the sun was shining perfectly. I don't know. It makes for a good story to tell. It really does. It just makes it more fun and so prim and proper. I don't know. I thought whatever happens is beautiful and special. Well, I thought what you're going to say is, and then we got to the right place. I reached down and after checking all day, the ring wasn't in the pocket. I thought that's for your headed, but I mean, kind of with the dropping. Yeah. Stuff gets lost quick in the sand, but to say, I think you dropped this. Oh, buddy. But she loved it. She loved it. So clearly, good match, beautiful proposal, beautiful couple, so cute.
But hey, he prepared as best he could. I want the extra mile. And if you wouldn't have prepared, maybe the ring would have gotten lost. Maybe it wouldn't have gone so well. Maybe she wouldn't have said yes. Big life moments can come with a lot of change. But when you take the time to prepare, like talking with a state farm agent, you set yourself up for what may come next. I mean, give yourself the best odds, right? Like a good neighbor, state farm is there. Okay, we could end the episode here because you know, it would be a full episode still, not doing that for you guys, but do have to run to a work dinner. And then we will be back to finish out confessions. So enjoy this ad. You ready to get back into this? Yes. Okay, here we go. Story number six for you guys. This is coming from our very own to a take subreddit titled, I found underwear in my closet that are not mine. And I think my mother-in-law planted them. Need advice. Hi guys, long time listener to the show.
Please give me advice. Let me give some context here. I'm trying to make this as short as I can. So I, 29 female, have been married to my husband, 33 male, for almost five years. We've been together for eight. I am a state home mom to two kids ages four and 10 months old. A little over a year ago, we packed up and moved states because I've always wanted to live in the south and my husband found a great job. I gave birth last September, a few months after we got settled into the new house and were extremely happy. My husband has never been unfaithful. We never really fight. We are truly best friends and work so well together. Well, a few months ago, I go to our closet. It's a walk-in closet in our bathroom. And I go to my bathing suit bin that's sitting on a shelf in our closet. Sitting right on top is a pair of women's underwear that I have never seen before, not my size, and ta-ta-da-da-da-da-da, used. Like crusty, dry discharge in them and they were kind of winched at the bottom and just
used. Side note, because we moved states, my family comes to visit and stays with us for three or four days at a time. We're really close. I asked my mom and sister if the underwear were theirs, they said no. I asked them probably 100 times now and they swear on everything that it's not theirs and they have never seen them before in their life. Which I believe because we're extremely close, my kids love them and my husband has a great relationship with them. Also those underwear are not really their size. My husband swears on everything that he has absolutely no idea where they could have possibly come from and that he wouldn't ever cheat on me. And I believe him too. I must stay at home mom and since we are still kind of new to the area and I don't have many friends here and he works 45 minutes away from our home, it just doesn't make sense that another woman would be in our home. Any possibility you can think of, I've thought of, the closet was 100% completely cleaned
out before we moved in and I also did a deep dive on it before we put clothes in. Is any other woman in this house? This leads to one suspect, my husband's mother. I could probably sit here and write for hours of the context and all of the terrible fights and awful things his mother has said to me and about me. She is really crazy and I truly do not like her. Well, when we moved in and I gave birth, his parents wanted to come visit. They got a hotel and they were only in my home about two hours. She went to use the bathroom and that was the only other woman that I know of at least in our home. My husband swears it is his mother's and that she planted them there to start something between me and him. That's the only truly believable explanation we have. Is this too far-fetched? I bring this up to my husband so much since it happened a month ago. His parents wanted to visit again in a few months for my daughter's first birthday and
I do not want to see them. But I also can't prove that it is his mother and obviously have not confronted her about it. The underwear were found shortly after she visited as well. The underwear were not there before her visit as I used my bathing suit bin a lot because of where we live. Is my husband cheating? Is this mother-loss? Is someone playing a sick joke? I'm going crazy. What do I do? A joke of crusty underwear in the comments. Just over and over with the crusty. Just over and over. Here's the- I don't need to see the crust. Underwear. It doesn't really show the crotch. You're not getting- Yeah, it does. Of you. But you're not seeing it. Why is it dark? I think that's a shadow. You're not seeing the inner line, the underwear, so you're not seeing the discharge. I don't know if that's a shadow. Anyway. I think there are two things. I think that most people that cheat, well, I think most people I like to think that they're
not dumb enough to do it at home. But then again, so many people get caught at home. We've seen it. I guess if you're dumb enough to cheat, you're dumb enough to think you can bring someone home and get away with it. Even if that's the case, how do they end up up there? We've heard about people planting even mistresses or- Nails, eyelashes, ponytails, jewelry. And that'd be a weird, I don't know, just- And also if this is mother-in-law, then mother-in-law is an idiot. Because that's the worst place to plant them. Might as well put them on the kitchen counter. But no, I don't think he's cheating. I think you'd have a feeling about that. Especially because I don't think it would be at home regardless. I mean, there's no mention of cameras in the house. OP, stay at home mom, doesn't seem like traveling a lot, especially with a 10-month-old newborn. So probably not leaving the house that much, especially for extended stays where the opportunity
to bring someone back could happen. But hey, we've seen some crazy things over the years. Anything is possible when people want to cheat. They will find a way. Do I- Now am I got feeling? Do I think that's what's happening? It is interesting that mother-in-law would plant those underwear. I mean, I believe the brand is Haines. They give very homely underwear. They give them in 1940s. Yeah, they're a flower pattern bikini cut. Like, so there are granny panties, as one would say. It's not lingerie, it's not a thong, it's not anything. I don't know, cute. Which leads me to believe it was very, very unplanned, because I do think if an affair partner was going to come in and plant underwear, I do think it would have been sexy, long, dress, a thong, something with maybe a little rhinestone on it. And I don't think an affair partner would have planted dirty underwear. No.
I think- What the hell? I think what happened is mom went to the bathroom, sitting there going pee, got this crazy, intrusive idea, bat should diabolical if it is mother-in-law, and took her underwear off, and put him in the bikini bin. Like, she didn't plan to do this, because otherwise if she would have planned, I'm assuming she would have left clean underwear. That's why the whole thing is, it doesn't make any, it's just- Crime of passion. I mean, she just was like, I'm gonna stir the pot here. And it is also crazy, like you're coming to visit your son and daughter-in-law and me, their new baby. Can you take your underwear off and plant them? And this is when you're gonna stir the pot, like you really hate this woman. Like she's freshly-posed part of them, and you're like, let me throw a wrench into this, let me plant my underwear. So she thinks my son, her husband, is having an affair. Yeah. I mean, it's absolutely deranged, but a lot of people also could look at this
and be like, eh, kind of convenient, that the husband is jumping right to blame in his mom too. Like, oh, yep, must be my mom. Ha-ha. Yeah. A lot of people could go that way. I don't have that gut feeling, but then again, when I've been cheated on, I also didn't have a gut feeling until it was pretty far along. So it's hard to say, but I would then just have my guard up regardless. I don't think I'm gonna be one to start going through phones and do that because even if I had found underwear tossed up in somewhere, because we found random clothing items that we can't explain. And with all the cameras and stuff we got going on, it just literally is impossible. So it's like a ghost, or I don't know what's going on, but I've never then been like, oh, yep, cheating, someone's been here. I feel bad. Yeah, but we do find a lot of crazy clothes, but I think there's like, we've got friends that come and stay.
We've got my brother, I borrowed my brother's clothes from Minnesota to wear his like grubby clothes. But if I found another woman's underwear, I'd be like, what the fuck is this? I'd be sketched out like our writer here. Yeah, I don't know. I guess I would just look for other signs then, but I don't wanna jump right into, I'm gonna force there to be a problem when there's not. Yeah. I think I would quietly be more of a detective waiting for other signs, because I don't think I would be convinced. I'm not beyond a reasonable doubt. I'm gonna keep my guard up around mother-in-law, and then I'm gonna see if anything else weird shows up without her involvement. So that would be my plan. In laws wanna come over for baby's first birthday? Come on over, but there's gonna be cameras hidden in my closet now. There's gonna be cameras in my room, because I imagine there's multiple bathrooms in the house.
There's no reason for you to come and use the primary sweets bathroom, unless someone is violently shitting themselves in the other. Sure. But I'd let them come, and I'd have some cameras, and then you have proof that, oh no, she is stirring the pot and placing this. We do get a picture of the bikini bin in the closet. It's a clear bin, very open shelves. It's clear that whoever placed them there wanted them to be found. But what's the point of placing them there? I get that so she would see them and not him. I think it's a spot that husband wouldn't touch. Husband could help with laundry. Husband could then find and throw them away. It's a spot that only our writer would likely find, which if you're a mistress or a mother-in-law that wants to start an affair thought, you only want the wife to find it. Bikini bin. It's logical. Yeah.
So a lot of people respond to that picture. That was 100% intentionally placed. Makes me think your mother-in-law did it to start something. They still can't get over the fact that they were crusty used ones. There's something seriously wrong with her in this fact. Someone goes, agreed. There's no way those weren't put there intentionally. And someone responds, honestly, it could be mother-in-law or a mistress. They were placed intentionally. Tell him you're going to do a DNA test and see how he reacts. I was thinking about that because you could get mother-in-law's hair plucked and then you could test. Is that a legal? I think that's a legal. I don't know. I mean, hey, if they visit and mother-in-law's hair, there's a hair on the chair. Yeah. Is that a legal? To take her hair? No. Well, she left it. She left it. So could you, I mean, also imagine walking into a DNA office
or where do you go to do this? And you bring in the hair? Please test the discharge as you compare to the hair. I mean, that would give it away for sure. It definitely would. But can you do that? I'm sure you can find a way. Also, it's more about his reaction. Well, sure. I know, but I want to take it further. Yeah. So I'm not seeing any other pictures that were shared. The top comment on this post, obviously, the first thing anyone will think is that your husband is cheating and trying to blame his mom. But there are a few things that make me think otherwise. You didn't see the underwear until just after your mother and I left your house and they were in a place you would have noticed. You and your mother-in-law have a rocky relationship. The fact that you are home, the vast majority of the time, those underwear are not sexy like at all. I would be surprised if a mistress wore those to sleep with your husband. I hope you figure this out. If it were me, I would actually let my mother-in-law come
and visit to see if anything suspicious happens. She might think her plan didn't work, and she's trying to set something more obvious at your house. Someone responds, I would pack these in her bag on the way out, stuff them in her luggage when loading the luggage into the trunk, then deny anything. Or the next time you go visit his parents where they live, do you run off to go look through mother-in-laws under which were? I mean, these are probably a pair of underwear that were sold in a pack. Yeah. No one buys one-offs. Not like that. Not right. Typically, I do think they say hein's on them and they're just like a floral. I'm envisioning they come in like a pack of five. He's always coming to pack. Three pack, five pack, ten pack. You wouldn't see this underwear just like hanging on a shelf. Yeah. No. It's giving pack. There are a lot of comments from OP. We don't have an official update yet. I don't think anything's happened. Obviously, mother-in-law hasn't come back yet.
So OP does comment to people like no update yet. This was reshared on Am I the Angel? And OP goes and comments there. And she's like, as the OP of this original post, I'm enjoying these comments. I can promise you that this is not fake or rage-bait. I don't know what I got to do to prove this is real. I promise you it's not fake whatsoever. I wish this was fake. Right. OP just kind of shares like in one of the comments. She doesn't like me because I'm not Catholic. And I took her son. And I have a friend that actually just got into a big fight with her boyfriend's parents because she said she wasn't going to convert to Catholicism. And I'm like, we're still doing that? No, that's all I feel too. What? Yeah. Like what is this? 1800s? It'd be hard to work through that over time too. Because you would just always think there's that feeling. Yeah, there's definitely a grudge. This is too.
I don't know. I want there to be some action taken. Yeah. Whether it be the DNA or the, I don't know. And now I'm just trying to read other comments from OP and see if we get any other T. Husband works from home on Fridays. We're usually home with him as well. He never goes anywhere on the weekends. You know what? I do want a DNA test them. The only reason we haven't brought it up to his mom is because she will deny it either way. If they are hers, she'll probably say no. And then know it got to me. And that was the goal of planting them there anyways. If they aren't hers and we bring it up, she gets the satisfaction as well, knowing that something may be going on. OP shares every relationship I've ever had before my husband. I was cheated on. I know the signs to look for. And he knows that I'm not about to tolerate any kind of cheating. He's encouraging DNA testing on the underwear. But I don't even know how to go about that. Got fun to hear. Yeah, there is a small window here. Sometimes I take my daughter to open gym,
gymnastics Friday morning while my husband is home. I also brought this up to him because he said, when would I ever even have time to bring a woman to this house? I'd have to have her idling in the street waiting for you to leave. Which, like, again, that's not impossible. Right. But then a fair partners are willing to do that. People will find ways. I don't know. I feel like I can tell when someone's been in your space. And also you need to contend with perfume and perfume in the house, perfume on the sheets. You'd have to wash the sheets. You'd have to make... You'd have to do all of these things within that time frame. The whole time, you know, not knowing if your partner has turned around to come home for something they forgot. Or, oh, we're going to practice. Oh, practice got canceled, turning around. It's... there's too many what ifs. There's too much risk with that. I don't feel like this one is that.
Well, and OP does share an example of how weird and crazy Mother-in-Law is. She suggested using a pad with sharp pricks instead of a baby gate near the top of my stairs so that I would prick my daughter's hand and teach her not to go near the stairs. Mine's well put in electric fence. You want the fuck? That's so weird. There's no house cleaners. OP is definitely going to update when... She gets to the bottom of it. And again, in the comments is really trying to work this out with everyone and being like, I've thought of this, I've thought of this, I've thought of this, I've thought of this. It's not any of these. Really, it only can be Mother-in-Law. Well, and that's the beauty of putting it on Reddit because you'll have all these people point out things you may not have ever thought of. Yeah. And then you can then think through those and it'll more draw you towards one conclusion, generally. Yeah. Apparently someone comments here, OP, I remember your other post, one or both of them are definitely predators.
And honestly, it might be your Mother-in-Law. Or she knew of your Father-in-Law abusing your husband or his sister because reading your post back to back, it is so very clear. You need to go no contact. They will abuse your children at some point. If you let them alone with them, don't be a shitty mom. All it takes is five minutes alone. This is really weird. And OP does share a comment in response. And it could be a little trigger warning for sexual abuse, just seemingly a very inappropriate comment, for sure, at the very least. But OP says this is true. My husband told me as a child, he has a memory of him sitting on his dad's shoulders. And his dad said, quote, whose little penis do I feel on the back of my neck? Doesn't that scream pervert to you? That's fucking gross. Why wouldn't trust that my kids with them, regardless because of the even just that? The baby date comment? Yeah.
Yeah. There's a couple posts here in our slash in-laws. My in-laws are confused. Do I believe my Mother-in-Law's excuses for not interacting with my daughter? We need outside opinions. And that was posted in Mother-in-Law's from hell. I mean, there's a lot of tea here. I'm not gonna read all these posts. There's so, so many posts, but clearly having a very strained, bad relationship with in-laws. And the earliest post we have is two years ago. The post on the underwear is coming a month ago. So this has been happening for years. Yeah. There's no doubt in my mind that this is Mother-in-Law stirring the pot, trying to fuck shit up, and probably just getting a kick out of this. She's deranged, clearly. I really hope they find a way to do the DNA and then use that as a tool to confront and go no context. Yeah, no, you're not. But leaving it with that, and I know that's the part of me
that wants to leave with we won. But no one really wins in this one. No, I think based on all of these posts, based on the potential in appropriate behavior, like you can't trust them with your kids. And I think at that point, what's the point? Go meet them and go to lunch at Applebees or chilies, whatever. But to let them in your home, when you are clearly having issues, the second you do, not worth it. The second you have someone in your home, that's a family member or a friend or someone that should be trustworthy, and you have the need to feel like I'm gonna put up cameras or we should put a camera up just in case. That's a good sign. Cut them off, done. Done. This next person might need to be cut off as well. Okay. This is coming from our slash relationships. I, 29 female, recently discovered my boyfriend, 32 male,
of four years has been keeping a blog, mocking my business. Yeah. This is probably going to be a very controversial post. As I know, Reddit isn't fond of any religions, especially ones that aren't mainstream. That might be a weird way of putting it, so I apologize if that offended anyone. I really truly don't want to. When Maya Boila died, I inherited the keys to her longstanding botanica. For anyone who doesn't know, this is a shop run by Latinos whose purpose is to sell religious asotarica things. We sell the seven day candles, you'll see at memorial sites, herbs, oils, statues, books, services, et cetera. These are all the things I grew up surrounded by and things that mean the world to me. I love them. To me, the scent of Florida water and Hoi Tz'Kalon are home. I took business classes to run the shop properly and it is a successful business. We profit off of it nicely and we made some changes over the years,
including services that you can't get at shops around us. We care deeply for all of our customers. I spend about 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. there every day and it's like going to my other home. My boyfriend, Thomas, works from home. He does tech work and things like that. He's always been a huge supporter of my business because he knows how much it means to me. He knows it's a part of my cultural heritage, of my life and of my ancestors and family. He also knows that I do not 100% believe in the things we do. I believe in many of them, but I am not hard-boiled religious and I don't adhere to many religious rules. That's enough backstory. Well, the other day I made a sombrek fest. He finished very fast and went out for his morning jog. I asked him if I could use his computer to do a few things since it was right there and I'm a slow eater. He agreed and just turned it over to me. He left to go on his run and I got to work. I just wanted to do a few accounting type things and also do some research for an upcoming trip
that we have to Havana. But when I opened his browser, several tabs were open. So I clicked to a different browser as not to disturb his since I never know what's work and what's play with him. The other browser had one thing up, the blog. I noticed he didn't use the name of the shop, but there was a clear picture of it. And underneath, there were probably 50 entries so far. It didn't go through and read them all because after I saw the first one, I got the idea as clear as day. He was making fun of it, all of it, everything. My heart shattered. He made fun of the customers of some of the products we have. One of the things we are known for is an extensive collection of candles for different saints, orashes and figures. He mocks some of the orashes and their candles and the novenas. What broke my heart the most is that he made fun of the one figure who I like the most, who I don't want to mention because I don't want to offend.
I keep a small home altar to the figure and tend to it carefully and with love. He makes fun of the altar and talks about how nonsensical it is and everything. The comments range from nothing to spam to dedicated followers who talk about his crazy girlfriend and how I'm absolutely nuts and he should run away. Who would believe in any of this, a lot of people and things like that? I was so stunned and absolutely hurt that I had to check how long ago he made it. I saved the address and read through all of it while I was at work and cried. I don't know how to address this with him. He's been keeping the blog for two years now. My heart is shattered because our relationship has been nothing but love and smooth sailing, excitement and joy. He never shared my spirituality with me and it was never something that I requested of him. I even keep my altar out of view, out of respect for his own preferences. What do I do? How do we come back from this? To me, it's not just about the spirituality.
I've grown up hearing people laugh at it and call it kooky and made up, strange, all of that. But it is my grandmother's business. It is my ancestry and it is my heritage. To me, he is mocking those directly. What do I do? I'm actually a little surprised you're asking how do we come back from this. You're done. Because it's too deep. Seeing something like this, I would know that this person is not my partner, does not have my back. And I would never trust that they ever really would no matter what they'd say. Because their real thoughts are posted here and I found it. And yeah, everything might seem fine and seem like such a great relationship. But this would color all of that for me. All of a sudden, everything else to me would feel fake. And this would feel like the most real thing I would have known about them and how they feel about me. Despite anything they've said to me or shown me,
this is what's really behind the scenes of what they're thinking about you and your family and your beliefs. And I know this isn't so much about religion and maybe this isn't your full identity as having this store and everything, but it's a part of who you are in some sense. And it's important to you as it should be. And you get so much joy and you feel so connected to your family and the history because of that. Yeah, I mean, for OP to say, it is my ancestry, it is my heritage. I do think this is a big part of her identity. And so when you have someone who's supposed to love you and be with you, you find out they've been mocking it, been being a troll for the past two years, half your relationship, there isn't a way forward. I don't think there's a way that you come back from this. If I found out tomorrow that you were on the YouTube comments
trolling me every week, I would be done. Like that would be so incredibly hurtful because you know how much time, love, care goes in this, like this is my business, that's her business. That's her work, that's her livelihood. And she's like, it's making a pretty good profit, actually. Which is allowing us to live this life. And so it's like if I found out that you were hating on me in any way, done, absolutely not. Your partner is supposed to be your biggest fan, your biggest cheerleader, not your hater, not your biggest op. For what? Are you so insecure about your life or what I do? How does what I do for a job affect you? So you don't like me, you don't respect me. You think what I do is weird, done, done. Like he's letting people call you crazy, he's posting this for entertainment, done. How do you date someone, marry someone,
potentially have kids with someone who does not like you? You can. Well, it's not even like you found a personal journal, which that gets into an interesting gray area where there's, Yeah, no, this is not, not a private journal. And then, but even still if you found that, and that was someone's true thoughts about you, it's a gray area. It's a gray area. Right, but I still wouldn't move forward, but I'm just trying to, I'm trying to show how that's even different than posting online and having a community forum. Oh, no. This is a public blog. Everyone piles on. Yeah. And it's making it worse with, if you have a picture of the shop, it's not going to be that hard to identify. Everyone knows what the referencing and talking about. It's not like we're talking about the topic. No, it's directed specifically at this shop, at you and at your family. So, and even if somehow you did find a way to,
quote unquote, move forward, I think when you come to reality with that, even if you were back in it and like he said all these things and took the blog down, at some point it's going to eat away at you, that you, deep down you'll still know how he feels. Yeah, that will never be recoverable. And that eventually will hit inevitable wall. So, I just don't think there's a reason to hope to move forward, want to move forward. I think it's coming to terms with the fact that this person does not support you and is not your partner. Top comment on this one, my goodness OP, that is so awful. It makes me want to cry just hearing that this happened to you. The one thing you can do is talk to him about it. And I think you need to say something along the lines of this. To me, it's not just about the spirituality. I've grown up hearing people laugh at it and call it kooky and made up, strange all of that. But it is my grandmother's business, it is my ancestor, my hairchitch. To me, he is mocking those things directly,
basically quoting, like, say this, say this, it's all you got to say. It's not funny, it's not a laughing matter and it is insanely disrespectful. And the fact that he's been carrying on with it for so long, I really can't wrap my head around why someone would mock something so personal and cherished that belongs to someone they supposedly love. That's the most childish thing I've ever heard. I had to go back and check his age at the top of the post. Can front him OP? He needs to apologize, take this blog down and beg for your forgiveness. OP responds, how do I confront him? I've honestly never had to confront someone about something like this before. And someone just goes, quote, so I found your blog. That's literally all you need to say to start with. Focus on how it makes you feel and that you feel like he doesn't respect you. OP responds, focus on how it makes me feel. I can do that. There's another comment here from someone. Why does he even deserve a full confrontation? Do you think you need the closure? Because unless this is something you need,
I would pack your things, tell him you saw the blog and leave. Or better yet, ask him to leave instead. OP responds, I'm not crazy about just upping and leaving without a word after four years. That's all. Yeah, that's tough. It is tough. I get when you're in it, it just can be like, you almost wish it could just go away. You could push it under the rug and you could continue. What otherwise from your perspective has been in really good relationship? I just, for me, once I know this, that four years feels fake. And I wouldn't be able to move forward thinking, we're gonna continue this. I would be like, what are we continuing? There's nothing, nothing to be doing. It's heartbreaking. And you're gonna wanna cling on to things, but again, I think you would end up with the reality of you would never truly trust how he sees you, what he thinks of you. Because no matter what he says, there's gonna be some secret thoughts
that are either posted online or not. Even if the blog gets deleted, even if he apologizes, it's always in the back of your head that he thought those things, he said those things, he laughed at you online with strangers. There'll be another outlet. It's horrible. There'll be something. So we do get an update. Okay. I had my heart set on not just getting up and leaving. There were still some things that we needed to talk about. So when I got home two days after I made that post and had time to think about it, I confronted him. I started reading off one of his posts to him. He asked me how I found out, I was honest and told him, he started to get annoyed and asked me why I was snooping. I knew that was coming. I wasn't. And then he started up with his defense before I could even get a word in. He told me that he always had a hard time understanding how it could be a part of something where there was no logic behind it, how I could take money from anyone knowing that, that stuff is fake and everything. I let him say what he needed to say.
I asked him, is that really how you feel? And he said yes, and that he was happy to finally get it off his chest. He had just insulted me, my beliefs, my family history, all of it in the span of 20 minutes. I told him that if that's how he feels, he needs to leave. The place we live in was mine originally. He just moved in after we were dating for a while because it was easier. I didn't want to have to stoop that low. A living was someone who thinks that little of what I do in my business. The business that supported our very comfortable lives for all of this time isn't something I can compromise on. He asked me if I was breaking up with him because of this, said that it was his right as an American with free speech to do what he's doing. And that I'm trying to censor him like, quote, all religious nuts do. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. So I just asked him to leave. Over the next days, he collected his things and when he got out his last box, he told me that he would not come back
but that I could bet he would still be posting on his blog about my shop. I think the last thing I said to him was to have fun with his 15 blog readers. I'm really heartbroken over this and very sad. It's come to this. It's going to be a long time before I can try dating again. That's fair, but now you know you made the right choice. It's always nice when you have to make a difficult choice and then right at the end, it's confirmed. Like yes, I made the right choice. As hard as it is, that would make me feel like, yep, there's no other option here. I mean, say that shit. He's just like, there's no words for him to pull out the as an American. It is my first amendment right to have free speech. Sure, legally, yeah, sure. Uh huh. I'm not saying you're breaking the law. You're breaking the law, but you're being an asshole to your partner and I want no relationship with you. We all know this type of person. Of course, they're going to jump to that.
I'm just like I'm so overwhelmed. I know I do know this person. This is a person that totally agrees with the fact that Elon Musk has been trying to say creating child porn on GROC is a first amendment right. It's free speech. It's insane. And a court, I think, just cited that it's actually okay because they're not real images. You know how AI is trained on real images. So in order to create CSAM, like it was using real images. So what the fuck are we doing? I'm just like, I know exactly who this is and it's insane. And so many people around the world believe in religions believe in saints, believe in all of these things. If that's what they believe in, if that makes them feel better. Okay. If it's not hurting anyone, okay. When it starts hurting people, then obviously, there's reason to have issue, but buying some candles that you believe protects you
or brings good energy or good fortune, whatever. Okay. Like fuck you, dude. And has basically supported you for the last few years, reality ill strike, but also with people like this, reality never truly hits them. Even when it smacks them in the face, they're like, oh no, this, it was me, I was right. A defensive flip around gas lighter. You were snooping. How'd you find that? You were snooping. Yeah, you know, that was. Grow up, grow up. I'm so glad OP dodged this bullet. Post is now 11 years old. We have no updates beyond that, but. Happy ever after. I'm gonna hope OP is out there just thriving. Own in the shop, having a good time. Has a partner that runs it with her? Yeah. You know, expanded it. In that case. Second location that partner's running. Not a hater. Come on now. Okay, one last one to kind of pala cleanse
a little bit for us here. Coming from our slash confession titled, my whole family doesn't know that I lost track of which triplet was which. I know I was lazy. I helped take care of babies when I was young, and I never thought taking care of triplets is extremely hard and time-consuming. A family member sometimes asks, who is bubbles or buttercup or blossom? Obviously not their real names. And my wife says their clothes are color coded, but in reality, I already got the babies mixed up. No one, including my wife, has the attention of detail to know which is which besides the clothes. I don't have the same time was working two jobs and patients burned out with the extra steps my wife does. So whenever it's my turn to care for the babies, I do what's convenient, and oftentimes I get them swapped. When they got a little bit older, they basically chose their own names. Only one kid responds to one name, and now that they have grown a lot,
it's easy to know which is which, but no one really knows who the original blossom bubbles buttercup is. What? That's it. But they were, so they were named. Yep. And now we don't know who truly was, who's birth certificate is who? No, no idea. Are they identical in the same sense as twins? Or do triplets, can include a pair of identical twins? But you don't have identical triplets. So, but when they're young, they can look very similar. Yeah. Because like my three step siblings that are triplet boys were hard to figure out who is who very early on when you're getting to know them. But when you have your own kids, I mean, how did she even keep it? How do you keep them straight without keeping their birth certificate taped to them? I know a lot of people, I think this is a common thing.
A lot of people will pierce babies ears to be able to tell twins or triplets apart. Sometimes they'll do like a little dot on them and keep redoing the dot or they'll paint a toenail. And then, okay, twin A has Bluetootho, twin B has red toe and they'll do that. But it is a lot and I think commonly babies get mixed up. Yeah, I mean, I've never even considered it really. But now that we are where we are, does it really matter who's is who? No, not if they're all going by the name that they're going by. They could all kind of pick and choose which birth certificate and social security number they want. I know. Yeah, just what one do you align with more? Would you come clean about this? Would you be like, babe, I think I mixed them up? Well, if she has them not mixed up, then couldn't she straighten you out? But if she makes them up and she's going off basically just being like,
okay, Blossom is always in yellow. She's going yellow, jump suit to yellow, onesie to yellow, socks to yellow, sleep sack. Wife is like diligent in baby color. So you think he could have mixed up the colors and changing them or something? Yeah, because he's like, I don't care. I'm not as diligent as her. So would you come clean? Oh, man. Oh, honesty the best policy. Well, yeah, probably, but like, I just feel like, is there no way? How old are the kids now? How long of a period of a time of time are we talking about? I mean, when do babies start responding to their own name? Well, it's been. It's gotta be at least. So like after all that time, is there not any distinguishing feature, especially for her that she could tell between them? Mm. There's gotta be something, right? They can't be that identical. Even if two are identical twins, you'd know who the third was.
So Opie does have an edit. I did this when they were babies. My kids are preschoolers now and can be easily identified and have their own identities. I love the suggestions and it would have done it if I'd known then, but it's pointless now. And a lot of people in the comments are just like, as a triplet, my parents have confirmed that they don't know if we were mixed up or not at some point. Someone goes, were you identical? And they respond, no, we aren't. But as babies, we did look a lot alike. One of us has a scar from an emergency surgery, but the other one and I look similar enough that we could have been easily switched. Hmm. Do you think that would inspire some sort of identity crisis or not really? Because it doesn't technically matter with that inspire something inside of you where you don't really know if that was supposed to be you or you were second or third. Oh, really? Unless you're like, oh, I don't feel like a blossom. I feel like a buttercup and you could go to buttercup and be like, do you want to switch names? I guess. Do you feel like a buttercup? Because maybe we were switched.
Maybe your blossom. I feel like a buttercup. Well, isn't there a way, even within triplets, isn't there a way to tell whose first child, middle child? If you DNA test them right away, probably. Well, no, I mean like in how that affects people behaviorally. Like, oh, they're the middle child. So they're always like this. I don't know of the signs. They're the first born or student, right? Or student, right? Birth order? Yeah, isn't that a thing? Would they speak it severely? I think more so with siblings that are years apart or months apart. I guess so because they're so close. I think they all have kind of the same vibe. Someone says here in a comment 20 years ago, I knew triplets that were born. They put one tattoo on baby. Baby two had two dots and baby three had three dots when they were born. Great idea. Did they catch any flack for that? That person didn't respond, but basically little tattoo, just a dot. So different than a shot. Damn. It's no different than a shot. No, I know, but I'm just thinking through it. So OP does share an update with us.
So an update on this. I did not expect it to be shared so many times that my wife will see a repost on Instagram. She showed this to me and admitted that she mixed our babies up to. Yes, okay. Apparently she stopped tracking as well and thought of getting it accurate again if one gets sick and needs medical attention. But that day never happened. The kids have their own passports now and know their own names and where I live. No one cares about birth records, only passports and drivers license. Quite a relief in the end. To us, it really was just names. Right, right. Well, you, I guess you don't really know how someone else is gonna feel about it too. I had a sense that she may have done the same. Yeah. But I guess it really doesn't matter in the end. It's all sort of matter. No, but I love this Confessions theme. It was so, so fun. I'd love to see your Confessions in the comments. I will make a video reading the best ones.
So please drop your Confessions in the comments and head over to Father Knows because the week after this episode comes out, we are doing a Confessions on Father Knows and we're reading some stories from the two I take subreddit that are Confessions. So we've got a doozy of a theme over there and I think it's gonna be really, really good. Well, the thing that's so fun about Confessions in this way is especially if it's submitted to Father Knows, you can tell a whole group of people something that you wouldn't, that no one else like in your circle would ever know. Yeah. It's something you've always wanted to say and you can broadcast it, but still secret. Because it's all anonymous. It's all anonymous over there, all of it. Thank you guys so much for being here another episode, another week, another month, another year. I hope you had a good walk, house cleaning, gym workout,
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