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I’ve ruined every relationship and friendship my sister has, now I’m tearing apart her family, I’m happy about it (plus many edits and one update)

Edit: hi, so to anyone coming from those other subs, ya i will remove comments on my post that are rude and just done to bully me, ive already gotten some, and i realize my post has been shared in other areas, i know the subs as i got tagged by an automod, i didnt share my story to be bullied or called a liar so just screw off, i never asked to be posted in subreddits made to bully people because you think its fun to bully people get a damn life, heres a life lesson shit happens if you take two steps away from the keyboard neck beard idiots.

Posts got removed its all here now :p

Ive ruined every relationship and friendship my sister has, now im tearing apart her family, im happy about it

So, i (20F) have a sister, im going to call her kelly because why not, shes 22. Ever since she started dating shes also cheated, over and over again, a never ending cycle. Her first relationship she was 15, i was 13, she introduced me to brad, sweetheart, great dude. Two days later shes hanging out with her 'study partner' in her room an awful lot, i wasnt stupid, i figured out what she was doing, heck she told her friends, she bragged to them on our living room couch. As soon as she did that, i decided she wasnt a good person, she disgusted me.

So the next time her and her study partner were in her room, i took a picture through the keyhole in her door, they were just kissing, gross, but nothing bad. I waited and the next day stole her phone and got brads number, i texted him who i was and why i was messaging him, he didnt believe she was cheating, i sent him the picture and asked him not to tell her how he found out, he agreed.

They broke up obviously, she was heart broken, and accused her friends of telling him, she never suspected me, why would she? I was the suster who clung to her, copied everything she wore, did, watched, i admired her, and i kept up the act, i didnt want her knowing i knew, or what i had done. I hoped she had learnt her lesson, but she didnt.

The next real boyfriend was when she was 17 and i was 15, i had been watching her like a hawk, waiting for the next boyfriend. No one would date her for a while after brad, she was a cheater afterall, her 'study partner' didnt even want to date her, he already had a girlfriend afterall, that didnt last more then a month after braf broke up with kelly, someone told study partners gf he was a cheater, weird.

Anyways, in comes steven, hes trusting, maybe a bit dim, believes everyones good kinda thing, she convinced him that brad and her had only ever kissed no more, i didnt believe that but whatever. This innocent church boy truly believed she was a changed girl, after barely two years, ok sure. A month in and i had no dirt, im starting to think shes changed, bam, shes bragging to her friends about cheating on steven, i stay hidden, i need the details, i wish i had recorded the confession, but i didnt. What i did hear was her planning to meet side piece at the park the next afternoon. We were both old enough to leave the house whenever we wanted we just had to tell our mother we were leaving.

The next day she said she was going to the mall, i said i was hanging out with friends. I waited till she was a few minutes a head of me and then went to the park, i got pictures of the cuddling under a tree and kissing, rinse and repeat, steven swore to secrecy, did show her the pictures but this time there was no evidence who took them, she'd have caught me with the first ones but anyone could have caught them so blatantly in the park.

Relationship number three in enters bad boy, i hated him, he was rude, gross, and disrespectful, this one was more questionable for me, he was clearly a rebound, only a few weeks later. But i thought he might be the type to hurt her if something like cheating happened, so i had to get her to break it off, or him choose to leave her without it being her fault, even though she was horrid. I planned and plotted, waiting for evidence they werent right, and could you believe it, they were cheating on each other......with the same guy. I kinda thought calling them out may just make them a throuple, i was wrong, he hated the idea of someone knowing he was gay so when he found out she knew he was bi, he ditched so fast there was fire where his tires were.

Three down, my sister still has no idea whos doing it, but shes suspicious i know because she was ranting to me, about me, and didnt know, then she told me her plan, she would tell each friend something different, and see which story the next boyfriend got. I helped her come up with the fake names, and looks, and locations. It was kinda fun actually.

So boyfriend number 4 was actually just a guy friend of hers in on the plot, he wanted Kelly so bad he'd do anything for her attention. She told friend A she was cheating on 4 with a blonde dude and meeting him at the ice cream shop tomorrow. Friend b got brown hair and beach, friend c had red hair and house, and friend d got bald and starbucks.

Kelly wanted me to scope out the ice cream shop, kelly was at home, and 4 went to starbucks, no one was at the beach. But kelly figured if none of us saw any friend near any building, then friend B was the culprit. We did just that, it was kinda funny getting her constant texts asking if anyone saw anyone yet, she was panicking because B and her had been friends since diapers and she didnt want it to be B.

In the end no friends showed up, and she sent B a rant about being a bad friend and telling her exs about her cheating, B denied it heavily, but the friendship was in pieces, A took b's side saying kelly was crazy to think it was them, and C took kellys side saying it was suspicious that a,c,d didnt show up to the spots and that logic pointed at b, d thought they were all insane and actually accused me, pointing out that if i was the tattle no friend wiuld have shown up anywheres, and that since no one was at the beach they couldnt know. Kelly was offended, and said id never do that to her, i loved her far to much to hurt her, we were sisters after all.

In the end D went with a and b because kelly in her mind was delusional, c stayed with kelly. 4 and kelly did not become an actual couple, kelly thinking the rat was gone started dating luca.

Poor sweet luca, yours was the most tragic, for she cheated on him with his twin brother, this was when sge was 20, i was 18, maybe to old for this but not done yet, i wouldnt let het waste a guys life.

It took me longer to catch onto this one, twin boys, never questioned pictures on snap, never questioned the guys looks, how could i? They were twins. Until luca shaved his head for a friebd with cancer, but twin did not.

I got a video of them in his car kissing, sent it to luca and wiped my hands clean, he showed her the video and she flipped out, she hadnt told anyone about the cheating this time, not me, not C, not 4. And since they were twins she thought no one would notice.

Finally, she dates 4, hes the only guy left in our small town dumb enough to. She of course, does the usual cheats on 4, heres my problem, i wasnt certain hed break up with her over cheating, or hed believe it at all. So i waited, gathered evidence, and in a twist turn if events i got a picture of c and 4 cheating. They cheated on her, i sent him the pictures of kelly cheating, and sent kelly the pictures of her cheating. It exploded.

She had no friends, not one, she chased them away, and everyone in our tiny town knew she was a cheater.

Now, you maybe wondering, why tell this story now, and why destroy my sister in such a way.

I hate her, ive hated her since i was a kid, see, we are only half sisters. We have the same dad, different moms, our dad cheated on her mom with my mom. My mom who i loved, was disabled, and my father had a better lawyer, when i was 5 he stole me from her, legally i suppose, but my mom was given visitation, nothing more. I got to see her, one a week for an hour, as she was not deemed safe to have a child. When i got older i would sneak to her house after school to be with her more.

My darling older sister caught me, and told our father, we went back to court and as a dumb 8 year old i blurted out that i hated my father, that he was a cheater and scum, and i wished he never knew me. It was decided my mother was alienating me from my father. And visitation was cut, i was thrown in therapy to fix my feelings about my father, now yes i know she was only 10, but she never apologized, even when i brought it up she saw no wrong.

My mother died a year later, and i was forbidden to attend her funeral by my father, my materal grandparents tried to force his hand, went to court, but were shot down, told only my mother could have fought my father, and unless they had proof he was a bad parent they shouldnt waste their time. My fathers wife had forgiven him, nit very smart in my opinion. And raised me with him, and i had my sister who i hated.

I pretended not to, the best revenge is a dish best served cold.

Now, why tell this story now? Because my darling half sister uses this subreddit, i dont think shes posted, but she has lurked, and im moving out, into my materal grandparents home, why now at 20 and not 18?

Because today the final nail of my revenge went into the coffin, i left pictures all over the house of my father cheating on my step mother with various women, all have the dates marked on them, from the time they took me in to about a week ago. Walmart having a photoprintet was helpful.

And so, all i wish for, is to destroy my father, and my sister, as my stepmother, who i feel bad for, has a prenup, if he cheats on her, he gets nothing. She owns the house, the cars, the summer house, they have a joint bank account that he might drain, but to my knowledge the vast amount of her money is in her seperate account. Shes rich rich, to the point she paid for everything i needed as a kid and smiled doing it, i dont know if she ever resented me, but she never showed it, she treated me exactly like my sister.

But as well as that, ive also left proof my sister knew our father was cheating on her, proof that my darling sister knew her mother was being cheated on and said nothing. From chat logs, to voice records, to even literal recipes of gifts he bought her to shut her up, its all there, waiting in the house.

And today, both my sister and father are gone for the weekend, my step mother will be home in a few hours, and i will be gone. Even if kelly sees this within ten seconds of it going live, she will never get home in time to clean up the mess.

Edit: ok i see alot about the keyhole, to explain my house was old old, made by the people in the town, back when my house was built people would yell 'help me build and ill buy the beer for the day', they made dumb style choices, every bedroom door in my house had a large hole under the handle shaped like a keyhole, it was built into this metal plate that was attached to the door knob, the keyholes do not function in anyway shape or form, as a lock. My house was so old when we redid parts we found knob and tube wiring, the insulation was newspaper, old bed sheets, torn bible pages, and more, there was even a creepy doll. Other funky style choices in this house included as my sister called it a coraline door that originally led into a barn beside the house but the barn was long gone. The light switch to the basement was inside a bathroom no where near the basement door, the bathroom light switch was outside the bathroom. The clothes washer drain is connected to the shower and when the clothes washer is on the shower bubbles up sometimes and you have to turn the shower on to get rid of it. In the basement on the ceiling is a bunch of jar lids nailed into a piece of board because the old owners used to nail the lids up and screw the jars in to hold things like nails, screws, and broken glass according to my dad. The house is yacky and weird, things make little sense there was other things i dont remember at the moment but ya. Thought the keyhole thing was more common, am learning its not and am a bit surprised.

Edit to add: alot of you are convinced a rich lady needs to live in a nice house. The house we lived in was bought when she was pregnant with kelly, my dads grandparents and or great grandparents were the builders i think, not sure maybe not, all i know is it was his familys house for years, he grew up there. They lost ot though and had to move, he met and married step mom and they lived with her parents well looking for a place, he saw his hoise on sale and begged step mom for it, she agreed, on the condition that they only hire workers when necessary because her parents taught her only to spend money when necessary not needlessly. They had kelly he fixed one of the rooms a bit but to my knowledge no big repairs happened in that time as they had a baby and were busy. The repairs i know of when they got me, was mine and kellys rooms being cold, so he opened the wall to check the insulation of which it was old news paper, the plan was me and kelly stay in their room woth step mom and dad sleep on the couch till it was fixed. Well doing this he found the knob and tube wiring. We left the house well a professional fixed the electrical in the emtire house, then he finished insulating. When it comes to the old key holes step mom thought thry were cute, the only fixed one was the bathroom. He removed the old style handle, replaced it with one that locked, shoved something in the hole and plastered or painted over it i dont know. We also tore up all the carpet, which was two layers. And tore off wall paper from every room, well doing this in the living room we had found the coraline door as we called it, dad told me there used to be a barn right next to the house so he thought thats where it used to lead. Now if you opened it there was nothing because the barn was gone and they hadnt just left an open hole in the wall, but there was like six layers of wall paper over that door. These repairs and stuff were always happening, all dads because it was his paper and he knew what he was doing. I cant remember which happened when because i was a kid. Also yall seem to think 8 to 10 year olds are dumb and cant hold a grudge, which is crazy, because i believe i said the revenge started at 13, sure the situation started at 8, but i had from 8 till 13 to stew and be angry. And no i didnt do this because a 10 year old made a mistake i did it because my sister never saw what she did was wrong, she told me i got a better family out of it, that my mom was an r, that she did what was best and right, ect, and i hate her for that, for never apologizing, never seeing how she hurt me.

Edit: yall want an update, i can promise i will give one but things are hectic right now soooo just wait lol

Question: should i make a seperate post for the update or add it here when i decide its time? I keep seeing people type update me how does that work?

Question 2: someone suggested posting this in a revenge subreddit, i dont wanna like copy and repaste this, does anyone who reddits more then me know how to link the post or something in those subreddits so more people can enjoy it?

Question 3: i can now see it says theres been 2 cross posts, is that the thing i asked yall to do above? If yes how do i see where its been crossposted to? Ive been enjoying reading comments on reddit and tiktok and dont wanna miss any well im waiting for things to chill out.

Edit: whomsoever so DARED to send reddit care after me sucks to be you im already in therapy and learned a long time ago you dont have to tell no one shit! Until after the deed is done so its to late for a therapist to try and calm the burning flames in your heart!!!!!!!!

Edit: soooo yall will be getting an update i think some time today, i was gonna update now but a few minutes ago i got a call from my therapist, soooo i have an appointment now....any chance thats cause the video got on tiktok and he doom scrolled into it or is it just a coincidence?

Update: Ive ruined every relationship and friendship my sister has, now im tearing apart her family, im happy about it

Ok, hello people, you all wanted an update, the original is getting long so im making a second post about it.

So, i'll start off with my step mothers reaction, around the time she would have gotten home, i sat in front of my phone like a kid on Christmas waiting, to my disappointment all I got was a text message, it said 'tomorrow, lunch, fav pizza place (it said the actual name but you get what i mean)'. That was all, i was wondering if she was going to end my life, after some discussion with my friends I went, dumb? possibly, am i still alive? you could say that.

So, i meet step mom at the pizza shop i adore, we order and shes smiling at me, it was kinda creepy, she asked me if i knew why she invited me out, my response was probably dumb but i replied "to murder me?" she laughed shaking her head and told me she spent to much time keeping my dumb butt alive to off me now. She said the reason she invited me is because she now has no reason to keep my fathers secrets from me, me being the drama dung beetle i am i begged for info.

She provided, i still dont like her, but damn, she asked me if i knew about the way my parents met, obviously i said no, she explained that a cousin of hers, who i know as auntie sam, was throwing a party for her friends and family, sam was friends with my mom, but my mom had never met step mom and my dad, my mom was born blind, but liked parties anyways.

There was alcohol present but my mom only drank pop in a glass with ice, my step mom left early because she didnt like being away from kelly long, and my dad stayed. Sam introduced my father to my mother, sam had no reason to suspect anything would happen, sam was also already drunk to my step mothers knowledge. Sam doesnt know what happened from there, she didnt know if my father had gotten my mother a new cup with something more then pop, or if he had dropped something in her drink or if she grabbed the wrong cup. Sam glanced over at some point and saw my mother wobbling, and sam ran over, my mother was, to sams drunk mind, clearly drunk, there were lots of cups on the table so she at the time had assumed mom grabbed the wrong cup to many times. She brought my mom upstairs to sleep it off, that was the last time she saw my mom that night, but she saw my father a few times.

Sam continued to hang out with my mother and one day my mother announced she was pregnant, my mother did not have a partner at that time, sam did some mental math and flipped out asking my mother alot of questions but my mother laughed it off and said she didnt get pregnant at the party, but with a one night stand, sam accepted this hesitantly. After I was born, sam was babysitting me and kelly at the same time, her red flags went off again seeing us side by side, and she did a dna test, one with me and sam, figuring if it was a family member sam and me would be a slight match. we werent a match at all and she was relieved. But sam babysat us again when I was three and kelly five and according to step mom, sam couldnt stop staring at us, and did another test, me and kelly this time.

She got the results and her heart sank, me and kelly were a match, she said nothing for a bit, asking my mother occasional questions but couldnt hold back and told my step mother at some point who blew up at my father, he claimed he was drunk and mistook my mother for her, that there was consent but it was a mistake and happened only once. step mother agreed to forgive him on the condition he was part of my life, she said she thought hed admit to the fact my mother wouldnt want to be near him, but he and my mother went to court and an agreement was had.

Step mom said she wasnt happy with this but she went with it, when i kept getting distant from my father she gave him money for family therapy, and play dates, he used this money plus his money to hire a lawyer and basically steal me, by time she realized what he did she couldnt stop him. She still wanted little to nothing to do with me and didnt want to get involved, then my mother passed away and she said she realized one thing, if she left him now she was leaving me with an idiot who would probably sell me for a pair of shoes. If she left she could take kelly, but she had no claim to me and I never let her adopt me and that wasnt helping, she tried to help my grandparents fight for me but they were shot down and she decided she could put up with him to protect me (her words i dont know if its true).

She said she didnt care now, I knew the truth, she was divorcing him and she wouldnt have to think about him again, I asked her about kelly and she shrugged and said her daughter ended up a bit to much like her father for her liking and that she was going to give kelly a few options to try and fix the problems she saw in kelly such as therapy, cutting off her father, ect. But she was going to take everything from my father as the prenup they signed basically says cheater gets nothing but the clothes off their back, so exactly what I wanted.

We left it there, she hugged me and apologized for not being better and for screwing up so much, and making me hate her, and kelly, she said if i need help with anything to let her know. Im starting to think i misjudged her, dont know yet though. we parted there and i went home. I waited and waited and then got a call from my dad and did not answer, he texted me that i was a horrible daughter, that he wanted me out of his house (lol) and that he never wanted to see me again, that i destroyed his marriage over a dead woman who barely knew me. He was so mad about it but i texted and reminded him that he had years to stop cheating on step mom, and to not let me catch him and he could have had the picture perfect like he thought he deserved, i also called him a few choice words on my mothers behalf.

Next was kelly, she did in fact find the post, and apologized......NOT, she texted me paragraph after paragraph calling me a manipulative b-word, saying i spent my life lying to her face over a mistake she made when she was 10, that she didnt need to apologize or feel bad, that i should have liked being part of a new rich family, that i didnt need to tell her mother anything about her dad bribing her, or her cheating (i did tell step mom during the meeting), that it was my fault step mom gave her the ultimatum, which was get therapy, cut dad off, or find somewhere else to live. I just sent back a laughing emoji and blocked her and my dad. That was all yesterday.

Does not end there, as some of you know my therapist called me this morning, he asked if i had time to meet today and i did, so i met with him, and i walked in, he turned his laptop to face me and showed me the tiktok video about me, and asked "is this you", i couldnt stop laughing, and he just shook his head and said he had alot more work to do then he thought he did, but he was smiling, i saw that smile, he just didnt want to tell me he thought my revenge was awesome i know it. We chatted a bit about the situation, about how it was a bit far, i disagree, but whatever, i left.

Step mom called me later and asked for help with something, I went to her house curiously, she told me her lawyer told her to give dad yesterday to come get his shit and get out, he got what he could, and now today we were going to have a bonfire, i asked if this was lawyer approved and she shrugged and said its her stuff anyways, dad bought none of it and probably cant afford a lawyer to fight her. So we threw alot of stuff in a pile and let the flames burn, it was kinda fun, she invited auntie sam over who cried and hugged me because she felt bad for not telling me but she hated my father and wanted to be no where near him.

I showed step mom the texts from kelly and she called kelly and told her she had no one to blame but herself, and not to blame me for the fact she couldnt help chasing nice guys away and if she wanted to stick with a nice guy she should act less like her cheating mess of a father, and that kelly had a week to decide her choice, shes an adult and step mom can ditch her whenever she pleases, she hung up.

Step mom, me and auntie sam ordered pizza and step moms dad called her, asking what was going on and why kelly showed up at their house crying, step mom went inside, i have no idea what was said but she came out looking smug and told me not to worry about it because kelly wasnt my problem anymore, i shrugged it off and said whatever then. Anyways the day aint over yet but i have kelly and dad blocked, my maternal grandparents have confirmed that step mom was ready to sneak them money to lawyer up fight for me after mom died. I did confront her about not helping them when mom was alive but shes sticking to the story that she didnt know my father was taking them to court the second time until it was to late and she felt awkward contacting my mom after she helped steal her child.

My step mothers parents have also told me not to worry about my dad and kelly and that if they try anything after this they will wish they had licked their wounds and moved on. I dont know what my step mothers parents told kelly, but apparently they are highly against cheating of any kind and think kelly should do as step mom said, cut off dad and seek therapy and apologize to me.

I think thats everything, it was crazy for a bit there but im moving on with life, washing my hands of kelly and dad as far as im concerned, iffy on if im ditching step mom or not, she said shed completely understand if i did as she says she screwed up bad during my childhood, but she still wants to help me with expenses and stuff so idk. But either way, everyone in my tiny town knows what both of them did now, some people in my town actually found the post as well, not just my therapist, and drama spreads fast apparently, im also owning that shit when im asked about it because I want people to know what they did to me.

I dont think step mom is facing much backlash, she did give all the pictures i printed off to her lawyer who laughed at the pile and said me existing was enough proof for the divorce but the pile doesnt hurt, especially since i wrote the dates on many of the pictures and some were relatively recent.

I dont think this is as good as the original post because i never expected to make an update and ive kinda written this as it happened, and so ya, hope this calms the drama junkies in the comments and if anything else happens ill probably had it here to this post.

There will not be anymore updates

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Update: WIBTA for dumping my girlfreind after she ignored my calls and messages and went clubbing while I was undergoing emergency surgery

First of all, I just want to thank all of you for the amazing support. It's been quite overwhelming, to be honest. I have so many unread messages, so please, guys, give me some time 🙏. I promise I'll respond to all of them.

First of all, I would like to clear up some misconceptions brewing in the comment section of my last Post.

No, I have never pulled any malicious pranks on my girlfriend to get her to come home early from a night out or anything, neither do I have an issue with her going out (as long as she doesn't come home at like 6 am). And no, I've never blown up her phone like that while she was out with friends. We usually go out together since we share the same friend groups.

Here are mine and her messages from WhatsApp in order since people thought I just texted her "my balls hurt" or something (translated)

1. Me: *declined my first 2 calls* **(her name) please come home something is wrong.**

2. Her: **??? can't talk rn. What is it** 😒

3. Me: T*ried calling her again*. **I need to go to the hospital.**

4. Her: **???? What**

5. Me: *Again tried calling her twice*. **My Balls hurt. Please come NOW. Something is wrong**

6. Her: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

7. Me: *tried calling her again twice after calling emergency services.*

8. Her: **I swear don't bother me again or I'm blocking you. Let me fucking enjoy my night out.**

9. Me: *Tried calling her again twice and got blocked. (At this point, the pain was too bad to try anything with her anymore and I just called an ambulance)*

10. Her next message after unblocking me at 2 am: **(my name) Why the fuck is there vomit in the living room and where the fuck are you? Why is the front door unlocked if you left somewhere?**

She then went into a full mental breakdown as she realized I was being serious about going to the hospital (over 70 messages)

* Yes, it was stupid of me to expect her to drive me to the hospital since she was drinking, but again, In that type of pain, you don't think clearly. I think I needed her more for moral support and I did it out of pure instinct.

* Not immediately calling an ambulance was also stupid of me. I was in a lot of pain, but stupidly at the time thought that whatever I was going through would eventually calm down and driving to the hospital would be better than calling an ambulance. Also, in hindsight, me being embarrassed about calling an ambulance over "my balls" was definitely also really stupid.

* The amount of mental gymnastics some of you did in my comments to paint me as some sort of dweeb or "emotionally needy" person for bothering my gf was truly mind-blowing to me. I promise you if my gf was in my position and I ignored her, none of you would be defending me.

Now for the update. Thank for all those who wished me a speedy recovery. I'm doing much better now. Not being able to go to work for the next 3 weeks is definitely a bummer. I work for my dad's construction company, and my job requires lifting a lot of heavy weights. I'm also prohibited from having any sex for the next 2-3 weeks as well. I might have also developed some trauma due to the pain. I randomly get the same sensation again, and it's driving me nuts (see what I did there).

As for me and my gf. It's complicated. As so many of you and my mom told me, 5 years is definitely a long time to be just throwing away without having a proper conversation with her. So I did just that. I told her how hurt I felt by everything. I mentioned the following points.

* Her ignoring my messages and declining my calls (yes clubs are loud but where I'm from there are smoking areas where you can definitely have a conversation over the phone.)

* Blocking me after I tried calling her.

* Her not checking on me once even though the club she went to is only a 5-minute walk from our apartment.

* Her being angry about the vomit instead of being concerned.

After hearing that she got defensive and told me that I could have conveyed my situation better and that she genuinely thought I was joking. She was drunk and wasn't thinking clearly. She also told me that It couldn't have been THAT painful and I was over exaggerating. I then told her yes I could have phrased my messages better and I apologized for that but I then described the pain I was in and told her that I barely had the strength to text her, let alone send her a detailed description of what was happening to me and definitely couldn't think straight throughout everything.

After hearing what I said she started crying and apologizing for what she did. She told me if she knew how serious it was, we wouldn't have been having this conversation. She then also apologized for her being mad over the vomit. According to her she was drunk and tired and was just expressing frustration. I then asked her why she thought I was joking and if she was cheating on me because this was seriously out of character for her, hence why I immediately trusted her with this. She started crying harder and she looked like I just slapped her in the face. She told me that she just thought I was being insecure about her being in the club with a bunch of guys and no she wasn't cheating on me and would never do something like that. We then hugged for a solid 10 minutes after that.

The next part was really hard for me but I told her I need some space to gather my thoughts and told her she needs to stay with her parents for the time being. She immediately started having a mental breakdown and asked If I was breaking up with her. I told her I wasn't sure and needed time to see If I still trusted her after all of this and what she did was beyond disrespectful. How could I trust someone with my life after they pulled something like this? I then told her that we are young and this mess was mostly caused by our immaturity, this entire situation was an important life lesson for the both of us regardless if we stayed together.

After begging a bit more she then put her head down and started packing a few essentials. Before leaving she told she would be willing to do anything to make up for this and that I could take as much time as I needed. She then gave me a big kiss and left. That was two days ago and this is where we currently stand. I still give her updates on my healing but besides that we don't contact each other.

I'm really torn right now. I still don't have that trust in her but her owning up to her mistake shows that she knows she fucked up and is remorseful. This is definitely something out of the ordinary for her, but there will have to be major boundaries and new rules set. I can think of the following.

1. If she blocks me again for anything = blocking herself from ever seeing me again

2. Ignoring my messages will not be tolerated anymore

3. If she goes out alone again, she has to pick up if I call regardless of the situation

4. As many of you suggested having an emergency code like "hospital" or something would probably have to be implemented.

I'm not going to abuse any of these boundaries but I just want peace of mind knowing that my partner has my best interest at heart even when she is physically not around me but idk.

Again I just want to thank you guys for everything and this whole experience was definitely an eye-opener for me.

Should I get back together with her? If yes, would my demands be reasonable and could I add something more?

WIBTA if I dumped her over this whole saga?

EDIT: I don't know what happened to the bullet points in my post. Seems to be a weird bug or something.

*OP in the comments: Hahaha thank you. Me and my boys are doing fine. Im not posting an update since I had a lot of people calling me a bitch in my dms, Ive broken up with her and im doing much better.

WIBTA for dumping my girlfriend after she ignored my calls and messages and went clubbing while I was undergoing emergency surgery.

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WIBTA for dumping my girlfriend after she ignored my calls and messages and went clubbing while I was undergoing emergency surgery.

I 22M, and my girlfriend, 22F have been together for 5 years.

We've been together since high school, and until recently, I've always considered her to be my future wife. I've even bought a ring and was planning on proposing over the coming months.

Well, last weekend it was my girlfriend's best friend's birthday. She and her friends booked a private lounge at a club. Obviously, I didn't go since 1. I wasn't invited and 2. I hate clubbing or anything associated with that. I was actually looking forward to spending an evening alone and just binging Netflix or something. Well, my gf left around 9 pm, and I just crashed on the couch and watched some YouTube. Well, around 11 pm, I started to feel this distinct stomach pain. The same pain you experience when someone hits you in the nuts. It wasn't bad at first, and I just thought my body was playing some tricks on me, but in the span of about 5 minutes, the pain just kept getting worse until I was basically stuck in the fetal position on the couch. Again, initially, I just thought the pain would go, but then I pulled down my pants, and it felt like my right testicle was starting to swell.

The moment I tried to get up and grab my phone to inspect whatever the fuck was happening to me, I just collapsed to the floor. That was probably the worst pain I've ever felt in my life. Imagine being pelted in the nuts over and over again. I did manage to crawl to the table next to the couch to get my phone. I immediately tried calling my gf, but she declined my call. I then texted her that something was wrong and she could come home immediately. The club she went to is like a 5-minute walk from our apartment. I just put the phone down and started throwing up because of the pain. After throwing up for like a minute, it felt like the pain started to cool down a bit, and I grabbed my phone again, and that's when I saw her response. She just replied with a "What is it? 😒". I tried calling her again, but as expected, she just declined again. I then texted her that I need to go to the hospital now. She then asked for what, and I just replied with my balls hurt. I then just dialed for emergency services. I explained my situation to the emergency responder, and she asked if there was somebody that could drive me to the hospital, and I stupidly said yes. I thought my gf would be home soon, and she would drive me to the hospital. I felt embarrassed to call an ambulance because my "balls hurt." After I told the emergency responder this, she then told me that she would call me again in 10 minutes to make sure I was being driven to the hospital. I then put down the phone and went back to vomiting on our carpet. Again, after the pain went away for a bit, I checked my phone and saw that my gf just responded with laughing emojis. I again tried to call her, but as expected, she just declined again. She texted me that this wasn't the time to play games, and she then told me that if I texted or called her again, she would block my number. I again tried calling her, but she declined again, and when I tried calling her a second time, I realized she actually blocked me.

I went back to curling up on the floor, and now I started shivering. At this point, I didn't care about being embarrassed and just called emergency services again and asked for an ambulance. It felt like an eternity, but the ambulance eventually came and rushed me to the hospital. I don't remember much of surgery since I was sedated, but I remember waking up eventually, and my right testicle was being stitched together. The doctor informed me that I had a testicular torsion, and I was extremely lucky to reach the hospital in time. I could have easily been forced to surgically remove my testicle.

I checked my phone and saw the missed calls and messages my gf left me. In summary, she came home from clubbing and smelled the vomit in our apartment. When she saw the vomit on our carpet, she got mad and tried searching the apartment to find me. When she realized I wasn't there, only then did it hit her that I was actually being serious. I just texted her in which hospital I was staying in and my room number then went to sleep. I woke up the next morning and saw my gf sleeping on a couch next to my bed.

After she woke up, she started bombarding me with apologies. She thought I was joking, that I was trying to ruin their night, etc. I didn't have the energy to argue, so I just kept quiet. I was beyond hurt by what she did, and I wanted to break up with her then and there. Why the fuck would somebody ignore messages where their partner is begging them to come home? Not only that, she stayed in the club until 3 am and didn't even consider going home to check on me. She did stay with me in the hospital for the remaining two days I was admitted there and did take good care of me, but I was still beyond pissed at her. Ever since coming home yesterday, I've been wanting to dump her, but at the same time, I feel like she genuinely thought I was joking and made a mistake. I feel conflicted and don't know how to proceed in this situation.

WIBTA if I dumped her? Am I overreacting?

How would you guys navigate this mess?

Edit:

Just to clarify. No I never had an issue with her going out in the first place or have ever pulled pranks for her to come home from a night out.

And btw thank you guys so much for the support. Im beyond blown away.