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I hope none of you disappear in the coming days. Seriously don't do anything that can't be undone.

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AITA for lying to get my daughter out of trouble?

So I (24M) adopted a girl (15F) with my husband three years ago. When we took her in, she didn't have any records and hadn't been to school in years, but she's an absolute genius! She's a quick learner and taught herself a lot of stuff and she aced the exam to get into this fancy private school that's supposed to be very good for getting students into college.

She hasn't said she'd been having any problems but on my day off I got a call that she'd been in a fight. According to the principal she's attacked some guys on the Lacrosse team after they pulled a harmless prank, but one member of the team, A (16M) said the lacrosse team started it by pulling on a Minervan girl's head feathers, which cause her to instinctively scratch at them, which lead to a fight.

Even without A's testimony it was kind of clear this was self defense but as it turns out, the mother of one of the lacrosse team members was already at the principal's office and since she apparently donates a large amount to the school regularly and was very close to convincing the principal to just expel my daughter and the other kids.

Now I'm very disillusioned with this school and planning to ask my daughter if she wants to transfer out but that's going to be even harder if she has an expulsion for fighting on her record on top of her spotty history, and the fight wasn't even her fault.

So here's where I might be TA. See when I arrived, neither the Principal or the mother recognized me as a parent, they recognized me as a member of local law enforcement (which I know will automatically make me ta to some of you but I really need advice please) and thought I was here to arrest my daughter and her friends.

I had no plans to but I sort of blurted out that if they let me take the problem students for the weekend, they could spend the weekend in our youth program and I basically implied that would be enough of a punishment nothing had to go on anyone's record. Since these two only cared about punishing my daughter for engaging in self defense they agreed, but we don't actually have that sort of program?

We don't often let people under 18 even in the base, I just made it up so my daughter wouldn't be expelled.

If it was just her we'd be fine but there are four other kids I have to take for the weekend now and we have nothing for them to do and I'm worried it'll be more trouble if I just let them go home and hope they don't say anything or get caught.

But here we are, so is this an abuse of power? Am I the TA for giving my friends extra work? Should I have said that one of the kids was my daughter?

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Update: Hey, it’s the girl who was having problems with her Ranger Geek classmate. I know it’s only been like a day and a half but long story short I ended up time traveling and spent a month and a half bouncing around and fixing up the timeline with her and a few other kids and met the past versions of my dads before they adopted me? It was a whole thing. Long story short after a month and a half with the past version of S who immediately after realizing that I was his daughter from the future started trying to connect with me I kinda realized that he really did care about me? It was kind of insane.

I also started connecting with Ranger Geek more, and she was… really nice to me. She told me things I needed to hear, and snapped me out of my self-loathing and told me about little things that I never noticed because I was so sure he didn’t care about me, like about how he would smile when I did something right or how apparently he has a picture of us together on my last birthday on his desk.

Long story short, we’re actually dating now! I introduced her to J and S (Who I finally managed to start calling Dad, by the way! He was so happy about it!), and…

Well, J liked her, but S immediately started with the shovel talk. Turns out he didn’t like her as much as I thought and wanted us to be friends because he thought she could keep up with me, but he doesn’t think she’s good enough to be my girlfriend? So I don’t know what to do about that, but… all’s well that ends well?

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WIBTA for snapping at this girl in my class and telling her to stop clinging to me all the time?

I (15F) go to this magnet school. We’ve got kids from a lot of different backgrounds and stuff, and there tends to be some conflict between the richer students who pay to go here or the people with athletic scholarships and kids with the academic scholarship and lottery students.

This girl, R (16F), is in my grade and the same lunch as me. She’s here on an academic scholarship, and she’s really geeky about the Power Rangers. Everyone knows they’re cool, but she knows stuff like Zord stats and the upsides and downsides of different Morphers. Because of this, she’s teased mercilessly and everyone calls her Ranger Geek.

I have nothing against her personally, and she’s like a little bunny rabbit that clings to me because I don’t take the bullies shit and if she stays near me she won’t be bullied.

She’s… fine, I guess. Not a bad person, definitely doesn’t deserve all the shit she gets, but… I can’t fucking stand her. The reason?

I was adopted three years ago. I had to fend for myself on the streets for years, and I was adopted by this couple, J and S (Both 24M).

J was the one that wanted me. He used to be a street kid too, and when he saw me breaking in to try to steal some food, he said he wanted to adopt me at that second. He and S had barely been dating, but S stepped up the moment J said he was adopting me and he was already planning to propose, so it worked out I guess? But…

But S never wanted to adopt me. He just loved J and was a really good person. I’ve never been able to bring myself to call him Dad, it’s always been Pops and Uncle S. I… I know how he really feels. He never wanted a daughter like me.

And I can’t help but be jealous of that Ranger Geek, because S is also a huge nerd… and a Power Ranger. Ranger Geek’s the only one at school who knows this, because she heard my hyphenated last name and asked me if it stood for them.

S is the kind of guy that memorizes Zord stats for fun, and a couple of times, Ranger Geek has gotten roped into some stuff with my family. And the moment she showed up, she was able to help, and I saw S’s eyes light up. Like she was the daughter he always wanted.

He’s been pushing me to make friends with her ever since they first met, but I can’t do that. I know he’d rather spend time with her than me, but I… I…

…I just wish I was more like her, so he’d love me like that too.

That Ranger Geek has done nothing wrong, but I despise her and tell her to not bother me, even though she relies on me to avoid bullies. I really don’t want her near me, but I don’t want her to be bullied.

So WIBTA I told her to leave me the hell alone? I don’t want her to be bullied, but every time I see her, this bitterness rises up in my chest knowing that S would rather have her as a daughter than me. I can’t take it anymore!

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AITA for speaking of my late husband's death in the presence of my daughter?

Some ten years ago, soon after the birth of our daughter, my first husband passed away. A tragedy; but I (32F) soon remarried my childhood love, who was my rock throughout those dark times. I love him dearly, and we have lived happily together ever since, and raised my daughter well on my late husband's comfortable inheritance.

Yesterday, my friends visited for tea. The conversation drifted to marriage, and I naturally mentioned my late husband. I neglected to consider that my daughter (11F) had joined us at the table. As it happens, I had not yet told her how her father died, and she was most offended to hear it second-hand. She took to her chambers and has been reclusive since, even refusing her catered meals.

This worries me. I had hoped that she would quickly make peace with the past, knowing its necessity, but I begin to fear that my careless words have done her lasting hurt. So, Reddit: AITA for speaking too freely of how I poisoned my husband?

I AM still active, Tumblr just didn't feel like telling me I had new notifs on this blog!

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AITA for my worship seeming romantic towards my god, even though it’s not actually romantic?

I (17M) worship a god (Ageless, N/A) who presents physically as a young adult around 20-25. While there are no romantic feelings, I worry that others may think we are dating or otherwise involved, since I am under 18 and my god appears to be over 18 (and is, realistically, much much older, older than any generation of humans, by my best guess).

We’ve said “I love you” many times and call each other nicknames, but I feel that thinking we’re dating is sort of a jump, especially since it’s common knowledge that I worship this god, and sentiments such as those are how I show it.

The only way we have communicated is through prayers, written word that I have written, and drawings that my god has made. No physical touch such as hugs or (platonic/culturally typical) kisses have been administered, as much as we would both love to.

So, am I (or we) the asshole(s)??? Is the perceived age difference an issue??? This has been weighing on me, and I would like to know the publics opinion.

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AITA for Trying to Solve a Bunch of Murders?

Okay so, I'm (M 19) a journalism student and I'm a part of a group project with my friend(?) (I'll call her A, F 19) where we have to research and write a paper like we're actual journalists, and since A didn't really care that much I chose a bunch of cold cases from the 70's that all happened in a suspiciously short timeframe that we're both pretty sure were murders.

So I didn't think I'm actually gonna solve these, at least not at first, we were originally just gonna go around and ask locals in the town it happened in (not too far away from our college) about if they know about it, maybe interview some police and old people, normal stuff like that.

But then I parked and slept by this forest in the town (I had an interview lined up for early next morning that I didn't wanna miss by being stuck in traffic) and had a crazy dream where I saw all the people involved in the cold case and this other guy I didn't recognize. Crazy, right? I don't ever have dreams so this felt like a sign but I wouldn't have cared if I didn't have the same dream the next night. And then the next and the next and the next, and it wasn't always the same thing, I got to talk to them, and they told me where to go to solve this thing, told me super eerie details that I wouldn't have been able to know (and you can't dream about stuff you don't know!), so it's gotta be real, right? There's some ghosts or something and they're trying to get me to help solve the murders!

So anyways I try to bring A to the place the dream ghosts tell me to but then A got super mad at me when I told her about how we're gonna solve all this?? And insulted me a bunch before running off?? Now I'm kinda lost in the woods cuz she was the one with the map and I'm kinda regretting even being involved in all this and I want some advice. Should I just drop it? Should I go into the bunker they told me about and try to free the ghosts? AITA?

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AITA for teleporting a castle in front of my sister's?

My (100f) sister (X000f) was the queen of a kingdom and we hate eachother, like sisters do. She had a big castle and so did I. My castle was on a floating island in The Void. I teleported it directly in front of hers out of spite and malice (I'm evil). It was completely in the way until it was destroyed.

Am I the asshole?

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AITA for making a deal with a dead god to make my twin miserable?

My twin brother (20m) and I (20f, dead) have the same mortal parents, but he has a third that also happens to be a time god. As such, he's always had immense time-related power, and was feared and respected despite us both being half-elf bastards. I didn't get so lucky, and was basically ignored in everything where they could tend to him first, consequently also just forgetting what i needed help in at all.

Now, this is where the dead god, who we'll call H, comes in. I don't think how I met him is important, but if you think it is I found a shard of his God Heart while adventuring with my brother and some others, and made it into a necklace (I was 16 at the time). H agreed to make any of my wishes come true in exchange for finding more of those fragments, so of course I wished for him to make my brother's life miserable.

This went on for a while, but eventually I had collected all of the pieces I could, and H decided he didn't need me anymore. So he killed me. This is where I realize I may have been in the wrong but it's felt justified and necessary for so many years that I'm honestly not sure? I'm also starting to suspect that H was subtly worsening my relationships with everyone by making me more volatile. So, AITA?

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AITA for slamming my sisters head into a tree, knocking her unconscious?

To start with, I (37M) and my sister (34F) have a complicated relationship. I love her, but she has recently became quite paranoid.

She claims it to be about a new set of laws, passed by the council, but that’s just a ruse. She is clearly being manipulated by the dark, a powerful force that warps the mind of the weak, and breaks the strong.

I asked her a few days later to go get rehab, to cure her. She refused, denying any claims of her being possessed. The dark was claiming her. I whacked her head into a tree, to prevent the devilish force from claiming her.

A few weeks later, she has nearly recover. She is still mad at me. I saved her. Maybe the dark still lays dormant in her.

She needs to see the light. I will cure her.

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AITA for selling people-honey at my local farmer's market?

I (17M) was born in a giant beehive and my mom (the queen bee obviously) taught me how to make honey that can literally heal any injury by just infusing a dead body or two into it, so I started graverobbing and eventually selling the honey at a very reasonable price just to buy extra food and stuff since just honey all the time wasn't really doing it for me.

So my bf (17 M) recently found out about this and was super disgusted, flipping out and all that, and my mom doesn't like witnesses so her ordered some of the worker bees to make him into one of the dead bodies being infused in the honey. Well, I wasn't having any of that so I saved him and flew off before anyone could notice. So once he woke up he started yelling at me about the whole dead body thing and once I told him that's the honey he's been eating he got all disgusted and stuff? And he was really mad at me for letting this go on and helping like I didn't just save his life?? I tried to reason with him because they're dead, they're not gonna need any of that anymore, but he told me that's not the point and now he won't talk to me except to call me a monster who got us both lost in the woods. I really don't see a problem with it but the way he's acting is making me think otherwise. AITA?

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AITA for hooking up with my coworker?

I (30, non-binary woman by human standards) have been working on the same starship as Az (28F) for a couple years. We've never really gotten along, but since we work in different areas it hasn't been a big deal except during meetings with all the department heads (I run science, she runs engineering), and during those times we're constrained by the social contracts of professionalism so we try not to fight too much.

I also have a family, who I am separated from - three partners (polyamory is the normative relationship structure on my planet), all in their early 30s, and a child, 8. We had a bad relationship, as it was an arranged marriage and I only had feelings for one of my partners due to the other two not being genders I am attracted to. I signed up to work on this starship to get out of that situation without really consulting any of them, which I know I am the asshole for so I don't need judgement on that.

Az has her own issues, I only know about them through the grapevine but her planet was undergoing some really fucked up stuff when she was young and she ended up being raised by some diplomats on my homeworld.

But anyway. Az and I worked together on an assignment pretty closely recently, and even though we argued the entire time I guess the homesickness and loneliness got to us cuz we ended up having a fling. One of those things where passion in one direction lead to passion in another. Maybe this is less common among humans, I don't know, but we grew up in the same culture so we were on the same wavelength about it.

I have no idea if she knows about my home life and I didn't think to tell her in the heat of the moment. I also never really talked to my family about the idea of hooking up with someone else. It's not like I'm really with them anymore, even though legally I still am to avoid any societal blowback for leaving the arranged marriage. For what it's worth I'm not sure if this thing with Az is gonna be like, a relationship or anything, it was just a couple of nights. AITA?

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AITA for betraying the only friend I had made in order to win a competition?

I (∞, Unsure) recently joined a competition show in order to win the prize of meeting our god and ask them to kill me. I know it sounds morbid, and I probably might've asked something much different if my situation was different.

In defence of my actions and to put context into what was going through my mind, I need you to know I am a cursed living mirror who cannot die under any circumstances. I've been alive for so long that I don't know what I used to be before I became what I am now, both personality or species-wise. I have basically forgotten most of my memories, and even struggle to hold memories from what I did over a year ago.

Anyways, I entered the competition with 8 other people, and one of them makes up the other half of this story. Around the first competition, I got into an alliance with a person I'll call M (17?, Unsure), due to both of us having a poor grasp on our pasts (M being an amnesiac, only remembering they were something called a "human" from a different world).

I joined the pact out of desperation and convenience, but I soon discovered something about them that made me stick around them. Being close to M made me remember my old memories, whether from 5 years ago or even during the era before time. And the more we talked, the more I gradually remembered what happened that led me to my downfall. Lets just say that it was my grudge against our god that started this, and their wrath was how this ended.

All my remembering of who was responsible for my state, as well as the knowledge that M needed to win the competition in order to win and that they could not survive very long outside of the competition, started to make me unsure if winning this competition was the right thing to do. This would change around the very end of the competition.

When it was just me and M left, one of the eliminated contestants came up to me and told me that M was actually a mortal vessel of our god. I wasn't convinced, but when they ran through the evidence it became clear they weren't lying. This obviously made me mad, because I had thought our god was done with toying around with us, and especially me.

When I finally had the chance to confront M (they had been avoiding me at some point), I asked if what I had heard was true, because I wanted to at least give them a chance, in case I was being tricked. But they didn't deny it, and told me that while the amnesia was real and that they only learned about the fact recently, they kept it a secret because they didn't want to ruin their chances of going home, because ''without my help, they had less of a chance of winning the whole thing''.

I was determined to win the final match, because even if our god refused my wish, I wanted to at least stick a middle finger (that wasn't really there due to me not having hands) to their face. So I pulled the dirtiest tricks I could in order to prevent them from winning, and at some point, out of sheer desperation, I killed them.

And even after doing that, I didn't feel bad about it. Death isn't permanent, as long as we can piece them back together with the original parts and proper magic. But many ex-contestants told me I went too far, saying that even though I was justified to be mad at our god, I was treating an innocent person horribly just for being related.

So, to go back to the first point: AITA?

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AITA for being a manipulative liar and almost killing a lot of people?

Several months ago, I (16NB) got transported to another universe. I was confused at first, but after meeting a few people there I realized what was going on: I'd been sent to the world of a fantasy TV series I'd just finished pirating watching the last season of a few days before. I've been a lonely recluse painfully aware that everyone around me considers me irritating and/or not worth knowing since I was in kindergarten, so I was obviously overjoyed by this chance to use my metaknowledge to become a genuine hero and befriend my favorite characters. I decided I should conceal both that this world was fictional in my world (not wanting to make anyone have an existential crisis) and what I knew about the future (in case I accidentally set off a butterfly effect that ruined everything). All of the points at which characters died or were badly traumatized were towards the end of the show originally, and I'd started off in an inconvenient location that meant I couldn't do much to set up a better outcome right off the bat, so my plan was to integrate myself into the main cast and keep everything recognizable and "on track" until I was in a position to stop all the deaths and trauma from happening.

My plan started falling apart shortly after I joined up with the main cast. First off, I'd already really liked one of the main characters- I'll refer to her as H (16F)- and been super pissed off about how the writers killed her off for shock value in the finale, and hanging around with her every day, uh... look, let's just say tall, muscular adrenaline junkies like her are my type. I barely made it three days before throwing myself into a supernatural extreme weather event because I thought it'd impress her and figured I could use my metaknowledge to come out unscathed, which I did, but I almost got one of her friends (42M) killed in the process. We managed to fix the situation quickly, H actually was a lot more impressed by me after the fact, and I don't think her friend realized how close he was to dying, but I still felt bad about it, you know? I did make sure to keep the others well out of the way the next times I joined H in running headfirst into obvious danger, don't worry, and both of us survived all of those times (again, used my metaknowledge) and got most of the protagonists' objectives accomplished in probably a quarter of the time it took in canon. Doing that also kind of cut her friends out of the vast majority of the "plot," but hey, they were in a lot less danger that way, plus I got to spend more time with H!

Anyway, the end goal of the original show was getting H and her friends across the continent to an ancient portal-creating machine (the only one in existence) that was the only way for them to return to their home city and be reunited with their families, which was where the second big problem started. The closer we got to it, the more regularly I started having dreams about an entity that kept warning me I had to destroy the machine. This entity, I'll call them B (0?NB?), looked almost exactly like me, just unhealthily thin and gaunt, and told me how inserting myself into the story had broken a lot more things than I realized and that using the machine would open the door for ancient horrors from the spaces between realities to flood into this world. Since no character with B's name or the ability to enter people's dreams existed in the original show, and there certainly weren't any eldritch horrors in it, I brushed it off as a weird recurring nightmare and didn't tell anyone about it.

When we reached the machine, we set up camp for the night with the intent of calibrating and activating it in the morning, and I waited for the others to fall asleep before heading up to the machine. In the show, there was a demon stuck inside the machine that was freed when H activated it and killed her, which I obviously wasn't going to let happen, so my plan was to exploit a canonical loophole in how the machine worked to trap said demon outside of time and space while everyone else was asleep. I'd have saved H's life and she'd never even know that she would've died! It would've gone perfectly if B hadn't started talking to me while I was powering up the machine (the first time they'd appeared outside of my dreams), and when I tried to ignore what I thought was just a sleep-deprivation-induced hallucination they took control of my body. Things got a little hazy after that, but what I know is that B finished the process of trapping the demon, then destroyed the machine while screaming about how they couldn't let this world be destroyed after I'd already "desecrated" it. H and her friends came running and demanded to know what was going on, and surprisingly, B actually explained the situation.

It turns out that in my original world, I'd spent years trying to work out ways to send myself to a different universe where I could have friends and do something meaningful with my life. A few weeks before the events I previously described, I'd figured out a way to access the power of ancient horrors lurking in the spaces between universes (long story, I got desperate enough to steal a bunch of books about the occult and related subjects from my grandparents) to manipulate the "rules" of the multiverse against itself and force it to transport me to whatever universe I wanted. The catch was that this process seriously weakened the "boundaries" of the universe in question and meant openings into it- like the portal the machine would've made- could be used as an entrance for these horrors, but I brushed that off, figuring the machine wouldn't be open long enough for anything from outside to break through. Before I started the ritual to send me to this show's universe, I additionally reworked the ritual to remove my memories of all of that so I could enjoy my new life without any guilt. The only problem was that I hadn't adequately planned around a canonical "glitch" in this world's magic system, which resulted in the creation of a new entity that was an embodiment of the memories I'd cleaved away. That entity was B.

H and her friends refused to believe any of that, so they tied me down, then expelled B from my body and killed them. They were all so relieved to see I was okay, and H finally told me she loved me, but... I'd regained all of those memories when they killed B. I remembered everything I'd done, I knew I was right to feel guilty about it, and I knew I didn't deserve to escape accountability. So I confessed that everything B had said was true, that I'd knowingly put their world at serious risk of being consumed by various cosmic horrors- which would've killed (or worse) everyone on the planet if B hadn't stopped it- as well as inadvertently prevented H and her friends from getting to go home and be reunited with their families, all because I wanted to live out a twisted fantasy of being a beloved hero. I fled without waiting to hear how they'd take that and have been in self-imposed exile for the last month, bitterly wishing I'd just tried to figure out a way to be happy in my own world. Apparently they're still looking for me, but the village I'm currently living in is in an isolated part of the world that nobody would stand a chance of finding me in, and I intend to stay here for the rest of my life. I figure the least I can do is ensure I have to face some kind of punishment for what I've done, and this seems like an adequate way to do it.

I'm pretty sure I already know the answer, but: AITA?

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Am I the Asshole for not explaining things to my girlfriend?

Ok so I (16M) and a witch for various reasons this vampire, S that lives with me and my sisters (15F) can only live off of drinking my blood specifically.

This uh, naturally kinda looks like she’s making out with me and one time my gf, G (16F) walked in on us and I tried to explain it was nothing but also I can’t reveal the supernatural to her so she obviously assumed I was lying and dumped me.

My little sister, (12f) said this was always gonna happen and if I wasn’t going to explain I should have broken up with G sooner so this wouldn’t happen, but I love her! But also we can’t go around revealing supernatural stuff because we’re hiding from our abusive parents and getting involved with the magical authorities would not be good.

And it’s not like I was actually cheating, I just can’t explain why S is always around and it looks like I have hickeys on my neck sometimes.

AITA?

UPDATE: My twin sister and our younger sister have formed a band with G and gone on a summer road trip

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aita for getting my friend hospitalized?

i (f 17) and my friend (m 16) met in our 1st year of high school. we were in the same math class, and we became friends quickly after being seated next to each other. when we started talking more, he started telling me about his past trauma. it was so horrifying that by the end we were both crying. i felt so awful for him. he told me that he confessed everything to his parents and that he was starting therapy soon. i told him that i was proud of him, because thats a very difficult thing to do. a lot of his past habits have changed, and i noticed that he was eating more, smiling more often, and wasnt as sensitive to people touching him or complimenting him.

recently weve had a break off of school, and i barely saw him during that time. i was at cheer camp, which meant we barely had time during the day to meet up, and every time i texted him he would just ignore it. i was starting to get worried about him, so when he finally texted back around a month into our break, i was ready to see him again. we made plans, but when i came over to his house he didnt seem to remember ever making plans with me. i noticed a few things were off with him, signs that he may have been eating too little or not taking his medication. i touched his shoulder by accident, and he broke down sobbing, which is when i realized what had happened. he got back in touch with his abuser.

i went home a while after that, because it was clear what i was trying to do to help was only making things worse. i told his parents that something was off about him, and they said they would look into it. a few nights ago, really late into the night i got a text from him telling me how much he loved me and i was such an amazing friend. i never sped faster in my life. since it was so late i was able to get there very quickly, and found him pretty much bleeding out on the floor. it was disturbing. i called the hospital and they were able to get to him in enough time. it was decided that he needed more serious mental help, and he ended up getting sent to a psychiatric hospital.

yesterday i got a hand written letter from him, saying that he hated me and he never wanted to talk to me again. it was a long story, but he didnt want me to try anything and blamed me for the situation. i feel awful. ive lost my best friend, and i wish there was some way this whole situation could have been fixed. his parents told me that its a nice place and that he'll come around, but i dont think he'll ever want to see me again.

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AITA for not telling my friend I died for three months? ok so I (23M) am a superhero and I have this friend (22 F) who left town after high school for college and we didn’t really keep in touch (it’s kind of my fault? You know how it is. Superheroing) but we were always close and I’ve liked her forever and… you know what? Not important

the important thing is she moved back, like, two days ago and I rescued her and she mentioned she liked my new suit and I said “thanks I got it when I came back from the dead” which uh probably wasn’t the smoothest line in most cases but ALSO she was upset she didn’t know I’d died, but the superhero community generally has a policy of “wait a year” before treating someone as actually dead because people get revived or turn out to be alive all the time and in my case it was only three months so I didn’t think I needed to tell her but now I think she’s upset with me

aita?