October 3, 2025 • 13 mins
Dive into the wild world of AITA with five gripping Reddit tales that unpack family secrets, a destructive mother-in-law mishap, a sister's shocking wedding snub, bachelorette trip tensions, and the frustration of waiting for a ring. Join the host for raw reads and sharp commentary on these everyday dilemmas that hit too close to home. Perfect for fans of Reddit drama and real-talk reflections.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Welcome back to another episode of our podcast, where we
dive into the juiciest stories from the Ada subreddit. Today,
we've got a fresh line up of top stories from
a day that's got everyone talking, full of family feuds,
wedding woes, and those moments that make you question everything.
We'll read through them one by one and I'll chime
(00:20):
in with a bit of commentary along the way to
unpack the drama. If you're new here, we keep it real,
we keep it clean, and we always wonder, am I
the bleep whole? Let's jump right in. Our first story
comes from a poster who's dealing with some serious family secrets.
The title is Ada for being bitter and holding a
(00:41):
grudge against my mother and sister for keeping a seventy
five thousand dollar secret. All right, here we go. Hi everyone,
I am twenty eight years old Tha, a female, and
this has been eating me up inside for years now.
Back when I was eighteen, my grandmother passed away and
she left me a life in insurance policy worth seventy
(01:01):
five thousand dollars. It was meant to help me with
college or starting out in life, something just for me,
her favorite granddaughter, as she always said. My mom and
my older sister, who was twenty four at the time,
were the executors of the estate. They handled all the paperwork,
and I trusted them completely because well, their family. Fast
(01:23):
forward a few months and I'm excited because the check arrives,
but instead of handing it over, my mom sits me
down and says they invested it for me in a
safe account that would grow over time. She promised i'd
get it when I turned twenty five with interest. I
was young and naive, so I believed her. No big deal, right,
(01:45):
they were looking out for me. Well, my twenty fifth
birthday comes and goes and nothing. I ask about it,
politely at first, then more insistently. Mom says the market's down.
It'll take a little longer. My sister backs her up,
saying it's for the best years pass. I'm talking five
(02:05):
years now and I've graduated college, started a job, bought
a car on my own, all without that money. Last month,
during a family dinner, my aunt, who's always been the
blunt one, drops the bomb. She overheard my mom and
sister talking about how they used my inheritance to pay
off my sister's student loans and help with her down
(02:25):
payment on a house. Seventy five thousand dollars gone, poof.
I confronted them right there at the table. My mom cried,
said it was a tough time, that my sister needed
it more because she was older in starting a family.
My sister just shrugged and said family helps family, and
I'd understand some day, understand. I felt like the ground
(02:50):
swallowed me whole. That money was mine, my grandmother's gift
to me, and they stole it without a word. Now
they're acting like I'm the villain for being upset for
not wanting to speak to them any more. My dad
says I'm being too harsh, that blood is thicker than water.
But how can I just forgive this. I've blocked them
on my phone in social media, and I'm saving every
(03:13):
penny I can to build my own safety net because
I can't trust them. But part of me wonders if
I'm overreacting ada for cutting them out like this. Phew, Okay,
that one hits hard. Can you imagine finding out your
own family basically robbed you of your future and then
they turn it around like you're the ungrateful one. No way,
(03:36):
this poster is not the bleephole here the mom and
sister are straight up thieves in grandma's clothing. Family doesn't
get a free pass to betray you like that. If anything,
this is a wake up call protect your peace, even
if it means drawing those boundaries with a big red line.
What do you all think? Would you ever let that slide?
(03:57):
Moving on to our next tail, this one's got that
classic in law clash. We all dread the title ada
for not letting my mother in law come over after
she destroyed my Millennium Falcon Lego set. Let's read it.
I'm a thirty eight year old man married to my
wonderful wife of ten years, and we have a seven
(04:17):
year old son who's my little building buddy. I'm an
engineer by trade, so I love precision and Legos have
been my stress reliever since I was a kid. Last year,
I splurged on the massive millennium Falcon set, you know,
the one with over five thousand pieces. My son and
I spent months on it, weekends piecing it together, talking
(04:38):
about Star Wars lore the whole time. It became this
beautiful display piece in our living room, right next to
the TV. My mother in law, who's sixty two and
visits unannounced way too often came over last weekend. While
my wife and I were out running errands, she let
herself in with the spare key we gave her for emergencies. Newsflash,
(05:00):
this wasn't one. When we got home, the set was
in pieces on the floor, scattered like a battlefield. She
was vacuuming furiously, insisting it was just a dust collector
and that no grown man should have toys in the house.
It looked like she'd taken it apart on purpose to
clean up our space, even though we'd told her a
hundred times it's off limits. My son burst into tears
(05:23):
seeing his hard work ruined, and I lost it. I yelled,
maybe too loud, that she had no right to touch
our things, and I told her to leave and not
come back until she apologized properly. My wife backed me up,
but her mom called later, sobbing to her, saying, I'm
too sensitive, that it's just plastic, and I'm emasculating myself
with kid stuff. Now my wife's caught in the middle,
(05:47):
and the whole family's whispering that I'm overreacting because it's
not like it was an heirloom or something. I get
that legos aren't fine China, but that set meant something
to me and my boy. We've started rebuilding it slowly,
but the trust is shattered. Ada for banning her from
the house over this, oh man, the lego heartbreak. I
(06:08):
feel that in my soul. First off, props to this
dad for bonding with his son over something so wholesome,
and the mother in law straight to the villain arc
thinking she can play home police with someone else's hobby,
not the bleephole at all. Boundaries aren't just suggestions, they're rules,
especially when kids are involved. Maybe next time, hide the
(06:32):
spare key in a millennium falcon shaped safe. All right,
let's lighten things up. Or wait, no, this next one's
wedding drama, which is never light title. Ada for skipping
my sister's wedding. Buckle up. I'm a thirty six year
old woman and my sister is thirty nine. She's always
(06:52):
been the golden child, prettier, more successful, the one our
parents dowed on. Last year, she asked me to be
her maid of honor for her big wedding, and I
was thrilled. I dove in headfirst, attended bridle shows dress shopping,
venue tours, even planned the bachelorette trip to a beach resort.
We were thick as thieves, or so I thought. Then
(07:15):
in August I asked for the bridesmaid dress link again
because I'd lost it in a move. She snapped at
me over text, saying I was disorganized and unreliable and
that maybe I wasn't cut out for the role. Hurt,
but wanting to smooth it over, I apologized and ordered
the dress that night, six hundred dollars by the way.
(07:35):
A week later, she calls and says she's changed her mind.
Her best friend from college needs to be made of
honor instead because they've known each other longer. I'm demoted
to a regular bridesmaid. No explanation, no sorry, I swallowed it,
kept planning the party, paid my share for the dresses
and showers. But then two months ago, she posts on
(07:57):
social media about the bridal party and I'm cropped out
of every photo. I confront her and she says I
didn't fit the esthetic code for I'm not skinny enough
or something shallow like that. That was the last straw
I told her. I was out. No wedding for me. Now,
my parents are guilting me saying it's her day, and
(08:18):
I'm selfish for boycotting. My friends say stand your ground,
but I feel awful Ada for ditching the wedding. After
all that, family weddings are like minefields, aren't they. This
sister sounds like a full on bridezilla, treating her own
blood like disposable decor. The poster not the bleephole. She
(08:40):
poured her heart into it and got kicked to the curb.
Good for her for choosing self respect over a toxic tool. Nightmare.
Imagine showing up just to be sidelined. No thanks, I'd
send a nice gift from Afar and sip champagne solo.
Who's with me? Next up, a story that's got me
side eyeing the whole friend group dynamic title Ada for
(09:03):
inviting my friend of eight months on my bachelorette trip
but not asking her to be a bridesmaid. So I'm
twenty eight, engaged to my fiance of three years and
wedding planning is in full swing. Last summer, my best
friend Mariah introduced me to her boyfriend's friend group, and
that's how I met Casey. We clicked instantly. Texts every
(09:25):
day girls nights out the works. By fall, we're hanging weekly,
sharing secrets, the whole nine yards. She's fun, loyal, feels
like an old soul, even though we've only known each
other eight months. I get engaged in December, and when
I start picking my bridal party, I stick to my
core crew, family and childhood pals who've been there through
(09:47):
thick and thin. Casey doesn't make the cut, not because
she's not great, but because bridesmaid's spots are sacred. You know. Still,
I invite her on the bachelorette weekend in Vegas because
I want her there for the fun, not the formal stuff.
She accepts were hyped planning outfits and everything. Then a
(10:07):
week before the trip, she bails via text, saying she
feels excluded and used since she's not in the wedding party.
Mariah texts me that Casey's been venting to her, calling
me fake in attention seeking. Now the whole group's I see,
and my fiancee thinks I should have just made her
a bridesmaid to keep the peace. I didn't want to
(10:27):
force it and make things awkward long term. Ada for
not expanding the bridal party just to spare her feelings. Ah,
the bridal party politics. It's like high school with higher
stakes and worse dresses. This one's tricky, but nah, not
the bleep whole. Friendships evolve, and you can't promote someone
to inner circle status just to avoid a sulk. If
(10:51):
Casey's that hurt after eight months, maybe it's a sign
she's more invested than the Vibe aloud. Honesty over obligation
every time. Hope. The Vegus trip was epic without the
drama cloud. We've got one more to round out the hour.
This one's about waiting games in love. Title Ada for
getting tired of waiting for my boyfriend to propose. I'm
(11:14):
twenty six, female and I've been with my boyfriend for
four years. We met in college, fell hard, moved in
together after graduation, built this cozy life, shared apartment, two cats,
weekend hikes. The dream from year one. He was dropping
hints about forever, when we get married, our future kids,
all that. I ate it up, started day dreaming about
(11:37):
rings and vows. Two years in. I bring it up gently. Hey,
no rush, but where's your head at? He says he's
saving for a ring, wants it to be perfect? Cool?
I wait year three, same convo. He admits he's scared
of the commitment leap because his parents divorce scarred him.
(11:57):
We do couples counseling. It helps, He promises it's coming soon.
Now year four and crickets. Our friends are all tying
the knot posting picks, and I'm smiling through the ache,
feeling like the odd one out. Last week after another
some day brush off, I snapped, either set a time
line or let's reevaluate. He got defensive, said, I'm pressuring
(12:21):
him that love shouldn't have deadlines. Now he's sleeping on
the couch, and I feel guilty for pushing. But four years, folks,
am I wrong for wanting that next step? Relationships are marathons,
not sprints. But this, it's starting to feel like a
stall out. The poster isn't the bleephole. She's human, craving
(12:43):
certainty after pouring in the time, talk it out, sure,
but if some day turns into never, it's ok to
lace up your running shoes and go. Communication is key.
Don't let fear drive the car. And that's a wrap
on today's stories. Friends, What a roller coaster, from stolen
savings to shattered legos, these tales remind us that life's
(13:06):
drama is universal, but so is the strength to stand tall.
If any of this hit home, drop a comment or
share your own spin. Until next time, keep questioning, keep growing,
and remember you're probably not the bleephole. Thanks for tuning in.
Welcome back to another episode of our podcast, where we
dive into the juiciest stories from the Ada subreddit. Today,
we've got a fresh line up of top stories from
a day that's got everyone talking, full of family feuds,
wedding woes, and those moments that make you question everything.
We'll read through them one by one and I'll chime
(00:20):
in with a bit of commentary along the way to
unpack the drama. If you're new here, we keep it real,
we keep it clean, and we always wonder, am I
the bleep whole? Let's jump right in. Our first story
comes from a poster who's dealing with some serious family secrets.
The title is Ada for being bitter and holding a
(00:41):
grudge against my mother and sister for keeping a seventy
five thousand dollar secret. All right, here we go. Hi everyone,
I am twenty eight years old Tha, a female, and
this has been eating me up inside for years now.
Back when I was eighteen, my grandmother passed away and
she left me a life in insurance policy worth seventy
(01:01):
five thousand dollars. It was meant to help me with
college or starting out in life, something just for me,
her favorite granddaughter, as she always said. My mom and
my older sister, who was twenty four at the time,
were the executors of the estate. They handled all the paperwork,
and I trusted them completely because well, their family. Fast
(01:23):
forward a few months and I'm excited because the check arrives,
but instead of handing it over, my mom sits me
down and says they invested it for me in a
safe account that would grow over time. She promised i'd
get it when I turned twenty five with interest. I
was young and naive, so I believed her. No big deal, right,
(01:45):
they were looking out for me. Well, my twenty fifth
birthday comes and goes and nothing. I ask about it,
politely at first, then more insistently. Mom says the market's down.
It'll take a little longer. My sister backs her up,
saying it's for the best years pass. I'm talking five
(02:05):
years now and I've graduated college, started a job, bought
a car on my own, all without that money. Last month,
during a family dinner, my aunt, who's always been the
blunt one, drops the bomb. She overheard my mom and
sister talking about how they used my inheritance to pay
off my sister's student loans and help with her down
(02:25):
payment on a house. Seventy five thousand dollars gone, poof.
I confronted them right there at the table. My mom cried,
said it was a tough time, that my sister needed
it more because she was older in starting a family.
My sister just shrugged and said family helps family, and
I'd understand some day, understand. I felt like the ground
(02:50):
swallowed me whole. That money was mine, my grandmother's gift
to me, and they stole it without a word. Now
they're acting like I'm the villain for being upset for
not wanting to speak to them any more. My dad
says I'm being too harsh, that blood is thicker than water.
But how can I just forgive this. I've blocked them
on my phone in social media, and I'm saving every
(03:13):
penny I can to build my own safety net because
I can't trust them. But part of me wonders if
I'm overreacting ada for cutting them out like this. Phew, Okay,
that one hits hard. Can you imagine finding out your
own family basically robbed you of your future and then
they turn it around like you're the ungrateful one. No way,
(03:36):
this poster is not the bleephole here the mom and
sister are straight up thieves in grandma's clothing. Family doesn't
get a free pass to betray you like that. If anything,
this is a wake up call protect your peace, even
if it means drawing those boundaries with a big red line.
What do you all think? Would you ever let that slide?
(03:57):
Moving on to our next tail, this one's got that
classic in law clash. We all dread the title ada
for not letting my mother in law come over after
she destroyed my Millennium Falcon Lego set. Let's read it.
I'm a thirty eight year old man married to my
wonderful wife of ten years, and we have a seven
(04:17):
year old son who's my little building buddy. I'm an
engineer by trade, so I love precision and Legos have
been my stress reliever since I was a kid. Last year,
I splurged on the massive millennium Falcon set, you know,
the one with over five thousand pieces. My son and
I spent months on it, weekends piecing it together, talking
(04:38):
about Star Wars lore the whole time. It became this
beautiful display piece in our living room, right next to
the TV. My mother in law, who's sixty two and
visits unannounced way too often came over last weekend. While
my wife and I were out running errands, she let
herself in with the spare key we gave her for emergencies. Newsflash,
(05:00):
this wasn't one. When we got home, the set was
in pieces on the floor, scattered like a battlefield. She
was vacuuming furiously, insisting it was just a dust collector
and that no grown man should have toys in the house.
It looked like she'd taken it apart on purpose to
clean up our space, even though we'd told her a
hundred times it's off limits. My son burst into tears
(05:23):
seeing his hard work ruined, and I lost it. I yelled,
maybe too loud, that she had no right to touch
our things, and I told her to leave and not
come back until she apologized properly. My wife backed me up,
but her mom called later, sobbing to her, saying, I'm
too sensitive, that it's just plastic, and I'm emasculating myself
with kid stuff. Now my wife's caught in the middle,
(05:47):
and the whole family's whispering that I'm overreacting because it's
not like it was an heirloom or something. I get
that legos aren't fine China, but that set meant something
to me and my boy. We've started rebuilding it slowly,
but the trust is shattered. Ada for banning her from
the house over this, oh man, the lego heartbreak. I
(06:08):
feel that in my soul. First off, props to this
dad for bonding with his son over something so wholesome,
and the mother in law straight to the villain arc
thinking she can play home police with someone else's hobby,
not the bleephole at all. Boundaries aren't just suggestions, they're rules,
especially when kids are involved. Maybe next time, hide the
(06:32):
spare key in a millennium falcon shaped safe. All right,
let's lighten things up. Or wait, no, this next one's
wedding drama, which is never light title. Ada for skipping
my sister's wedding. Buckle up. I'm a thirty six year
old woman and my sister is thirty nine. She's always
(06:52):
been the golden child, prettier, more successful, the one our
parents dowed on. Last year, she asked me to be
her maid of honor for her big wedding, and I
was thrilled. I dove in headfirst, attended bridle shows dress shopping,
venue tours, even planned the bachelorette trip to a beach resort.
We were thick as thieves, or so I thought. Then
(07:15):
in August I asked for the bridesmaid dress link again
because I'd lost it in a move. She snapped at
me over text, saying I was disorganized and unreliable and
that maybe I wasn't cut out for the role. Hurt,
but wanting to smooth it over, I apologized and ordered
the dress that night, six hundred dollars by the way.
(07:35):
A week later, she calls and says she's changed her mind.
Her best friend from college needs to be made of
honor instead because they've known each other longer. I'm demoted
to a regular bridesmaid. No explanation, no sorry, I swallowed it,
kept planning the party, paid my share for the dresses
and showers. But then two months ago, she posts on
(07:57):
social media about the bridal party and I'm cropped out
of every photo. I confront her and she says I
didn't fit the esthetic code for I'm not skinny enough
or something shallow like that. That was the last straw
I told her. I was out. No wedding for me. Now,
my parents are guilting me saying it's her day, and
(08:18):
I'm selfish for boycotting. My friends say stand your ground,
but I feel awful Ada for ditching the wedding. After
all that, family weddings are like minefields, aren't they. This
sister sounds like a full on bridezilla, treating her own
blood like disposable decor. The poster not the bleephole. She
(08:40):
poured her heart into it and got kicked to the curb.
Good for her for choosing self respect over a toxic tool. Nightmare.
Imagine showing up just to be sidelined. No thanks, I'd
send a nice gift from Afar and sip champagne solo.
Who's with me? Next up, a story that's got me
side eyeing the whole friend group dynamic title Ada for
(09:03):
inviting my friend of eight months on my bachelorette trip
but not asking her to be a bridesmaid. So I'm
twenty eight, engaged to my fiance of three years and
wedding planning is in full swing. Last summer, my best
friend Mariah introduced me to her boyfriend's friend group, and
that's how I met Casey. We clicked instantly. Texts every
(09:25):
day girls nights out the works. By fall, we're hanging weekly,
sharing secrets, the whole nine yards. She's fun, loyal, feels
like an old soul, even though we've only known each
other eight months. I get engaged in December, and when
I start picking my bridal party, I stick to my
core crew, family and childhood pals who've been there through
(09:47):
thick and thin. Casey doesn't make the cut, not because
she's not great, but because bridesmaid's spots are sacred. You know. Still,
I invite her on the bachelorette weekend in Vegas because
I want her there for the fun, not the formal stuff.
She accepts were hyped planning outfits and everything. Then a
(10:07):
week before the trip, she bails via text, saying she
feels excluded and used since she's not in the wedding party.
Mariah texts me that Casey's been venting to her, calling
me fake in attention seeking. Now the whole group's I see,
and my fiancee thinks I should have just made her
a bridesmaid to keep the peace. I didn't want to
(10:27):
force it and make things awkward long term. Ada for
not expanding the bridal party just to spare her feelings. Ah,
the bridal party politics. It's like high school with higher
stakes and worse dresses. This one's tricky, but nah, not
the bleep whole. Friendships evolve, and you can't promote someone
to inner circle status just to avoid a sulk. If
(10:51):
Casey's that hurt after eight months, maybe it's a sign
she's more invested than the Vibe aloud. Honesty over obligation
every time. Hope. The Vegus trip was epic without the
drama cloud. We've got one more to round out the hour.
This one's about waiting games in love. Title Ada for
getting tired of waiting for my boyfriend to propose. I'm
(11:14):
twenty six, female and I've been with my boyfriend for
four years. We met in college, fell hard, moved in
together after graduation, built this cozy life, shared apartment, two cats,
weekend hikes. The dream from year one. He was dropping
hints about forever, when we get married, our future kids,
all that. I ate it up, started day dreaming about
(11:37):
rings and vows. Two years in. I bring it up gently. Hey,
no rush, but where's your head at? He says he's
saving for a ring, wants it to be perfect? Cool?
I wait year three, same convo. He admits he's scared
of the commitment leap because his parents divorce scarred him.
(11:57):
We do couples counseling. It helps, He promises it's coming soon.
Now year four and crickets. Our friends are all tying
the knot posting picks, and I'm smiling through the ache,
feeling like the odd one out. Last week after another
some day brush off, I snapped, either set a time
line or let's reevaluate. He got defensive, said, I'm pressuring
(12:21):
him that love shouldn't have deadlines. Now he's sleeping on
the couch, and I feel guilty for pushing. But four years, folks,
am I wrong for wanting that next step? Relationships are marathons,
not sprints. But this, it's starting to feel like a
stall out. The poster isn't the bleephole. She's human, craving
(12:43):
certainty after pouring in the time, talk it out, sure,
but if some day turns into never, it's ok to
lace up your running shoes and go. Communication is key.
Don't let fear drive the car. And that's a wrap
on today's stories. Friends, What a roller coaster, from stolen
savings to shattered legos, these tales remind us that life's
(13:06):
drama is universal, but so is the strength to stand tall.
If any of this hit home, drop a comment or
share your own spin. Until next time, keep questioning, keep growing,
and remember you're probably not the bleephole. Thanks for tuning in.
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