My (26F) boyfriend (36M) of 2 yrs was in the bathroom at his apartment when I opened the door to grab my allergy meds. I didn’t think to knock and figured he’d lock the door if he needed, but when I opened it he was squatting on the floor while holding a wad of toilet paper directly under his ass. I screamed and ran out.

Five min later he called me. There was no denying what I saw so he came clean and says he does it to make less sound as opposed to crapping directly into the bowl because he’s shy and would be embarrassed if I heard him doing it. I’m freaked out still. AIO?

He blurs the speedometer but it can be also seen on the passenger side. I'm a huge fan of his and was on his side through the Panels fiasco but this is another level. Incredibly reckless.

Hi everyone! I apologize for any errors in my English as it's not my first language.

I (29M) and my wife (30F) have 2 ***** (5M, 3M). My wife works a full time office job, while I work from home with extremely flexible hours (basically as long as I meet my deadlines no one really cares how many hours it took or what time of day I work outside of some *****m meetings). My sister (26F), let's call her Barb, and her husband (30M), let's call him Nick, live nearby and work full time jobs. They have a daughter (5F), let's call her Tracy.

Because of my comfortable work schedule, when our ***** started going to daycare, we basically decided that I'll be dropping off and picking up my niece from daycare alongside my own *****. I didn't really mind and I thought it was great for my ***** to spend time with their cousin. I get along with Tracy as well, and always thought I was her cool uncle. She's a sweet kid and usually well behaved. So anyway most days I bring her and my ***** back to our house, I make them snacks or dinner, and in the afternoon/evening my sister comes to pick them up.

A few days ago the 5yo ***** were watching Bluey on the TV as I was preparing snacks with my 3yo and I suddenly heared yelling. I rushed over to see what's up and my son was yelling at her that "My dad's not a girl!!" while my niece yells back "He is! He's a f****t! That's like a girl!!" (the word is different in my language but the meaning holds, as is the distinction between using it vs. simply addressing a gay person). I'm kind of in shock at first, but I turned off the TV, and I sat her down and began explaining that this is a very bad word and we shouldn't be calling people that, and that regardless, I'm not a girl. And because this is a bad word she should apologize to me because we don't act mean to each other in this family, and if I hear this again I'm going to talk to her parents and she's going get in trouble.

She said she won't get in trouble because that's what her dad called me, and he's not in trouble. I was stunned. I told her that regardless of what her dad said, it's a very bad word and she's not to use it with me or in my presence, and that she should apologize regardless because it hurt my feelings, which she did, because she's a really good kid. We talked some more and I prodded her about other things her parents said, and from what I gather (getting info out of a 5 year old being obviously a difficult and unreliable process) Nick ,my BIL, told my sister in Tracy's presence that men shouldn't be sitting at home all day and doing *****care, that cooking is a woman's duty, as is cleaning and really most of the things I do around my house. And that I'm a girl (I interpret this as 'not really a man') because I do housework and my wife earns more money than me. I explained to her the best I could that men and woman could work from an office or from home, and that my wife or Barb working long hours from the office doesn't make them men, and vice versa, but I didn't dwell on it with her since it's not really her fault.

I didn't immediately bring it up with my sister because I figured it would be a difficult conversation and I didn't want to have it in front of the *****, and I wanted to talk it out with my wife first as well. I did talk to my wife that evening and she seemed really upset as well. I told her that I think I should demand an apology from Nick and my sister, and she agreed. I called my sister and told her what happened, and she said that it's just a word and I'm blowing it out of proportion, and obviously Nick doesn't dislike me. I said I don't care whether he does or doesn't dislike me, he is talking shit about me behind my back to my niece and to her, and she is apparently very chill about this, rather than standing up for me. She said that was how Nick was, and I should stop being a drama queen. I told her to ***** off and if that was how she felt she could pick up her own ***** from daycare, and hung up.

I know it was really short notice and rude, but I really felt like I was being disrespected by people I did so much for over the years, and were my family. My wife said she understood, and that I shouldn't back down until I at least get a proper apology.

The next 2 days were a weekend and there was no daycare. I assumed there would be calls or texts from Barb, but there was nothing. In fact, the suspicious lack of any messages or calls made me think she didn't take my words seriously, and this actually got me even more angry. The calls did come when it was time to pick up Tracy for daycare and I (obviously) didn't come. I dropped my own ***** off, and didn't even answer for a while. I know it was petty but I was stewing for two days and figured letting Barb stew for a few hours seemed really appropriate and felt really good. Around noon when she called again I did pick up. I was going to smugly tell her that I was ready for my apology, and we would put it behind us, but I didn't get to. Instead – she went off on me, about how I was irresponsible and I flaked, and she was so late for work because of me, to which I just said "I told you I wasn't going to pick her up. You had two days to make arrangements." And she kept yelling at me, so I hung up again. She kept calling and sending me texts about picking Tracy up from daycare, to which I said I will not be, then stopped replying.

When I came to pick my ***** up, Tracy was expecting me to take her as well, and I didn't which was very rough on me and her both. Like, I know it's not her fault and she's 5, and she suddenly doesn't get to go over to our place and play and have snacks, but at the same time – I didn't want to just let this thing go. I felt like I deserved an apology (and still do), so I explained that me and her mom were fighting, but I'll pick her up again when we work it out. She obviously didn't take it well (because she's 5), but I apologized, took my ***** and left.

Well a bit later I got a call from my mom – Barb roped her into picking up Tracy, but my mom is disabled, so she was having a really hard time with Tracy, and asked me why I was being mean to Barb. I told her everything, expecting her to take my side, but instead she also pulled a "you know how Nick is", to which I replied that the more I realize how Nick is the less I like it, and if he thinks all this shit in general and about me specifically, I sure as ***** ain't going to be doing free labor for him. She said I was blowing this all out of proportion, and I told her I wasn't the one doing it, because all I asked for was a *****ing apology, and everyone else seemed to prefer all of this shit to just giving it to me, to which she said I should just be the bigger man and not let it get to me, to which I said I was done and to have fun with Tracy.

That evening I got a call from Nick himself, which I was hesitant about, but chose to answer on the off chance that I was actually about to get that apology. Nope. Apparently my behavior is causing Barb great distress and we're family and how can I do this to my own sister. I told him that since we're family – how can he talk shit about me to his kid which I take care of daily, and he said he was only joking, and it was all in good fun. I told him it was neither good nor fun for me, and I want my apology. He blew up on me, telling me I was a f****t and couldn't take a joke, and called me a hysterical little girl. I told him to ***** off and that I was done with him and hung up. This led to a bunch of calls from Barb & my mom which I didn't answer. Barb texted me that it wasn't fair for Tracy to pay the price for me being petty, and I told her that it wasn't fair for Tracy to pay the price of her parents being ungrateful pieces of shit, to which she just text-yelled at me a bunch about how she was going to lose her job and I was being cruel to her and to mom. I told her I was done and unless her next message was an apology I will be blocking her number, and it wasn't – so now I blocked her.

Past few days my mom's been picking up Tracy and it's been really rough seeing her in daycare and explaining that grandma's going to pick her up, which she hates, and tells me she isn't having fun with grandma and wants to come over to our place, and it's breaking my heart, but at the same time – I never got a single apology from anyone but the 5yo, and I feel like letting this go would just be telling my family that it's okay to ignore my boundaries. But at the same time I do love my niece and I don't want to traumatize her or have her resent me. She is a good kid and none of it is her fault. So… AITAH? And… What do I do?

Edit: Holy shit you guys. Post barely been up 4 hours and I am already so grateful for all your support and advice!

The angle of Nick actually wanting Barb to quit her job is not one I considered but now I think it might actually have merit, and it makes me very worried for her.

At the same time I can't really do much until she at least acknowledges that "that's just how Nick is so stop overreacting" isn't going to fly with me. I also assume it's only a matter of time until my mom is no longer an option (she's already having a hard time) so I hope I get a chance to talk to her about it - ideally because she sees my point of view, but I'll settle for because she's desperate (I don't know what sort of *****care they'll be able to afford - they took out a large mortgage on a house they can barely afford).

I will also make certain to stress upon Tracy that I love her and none of this is her fault. Thank you all!

Someone please make me feel better about this tattoo.

I love SpongeBob. I've loved SpongeBob for years. One of my favorite *****hood memories, truly. This has been on me for 24 hours now and I'm dealing with instant regret.

Feeling like an idiot for having a "dumb jellyfish" on my body forever. This isn't how I felt during the appointment, but now I can't stop thinking about it.

Anyone experience this before? Please be kind.