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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Welcome back to another episode of our little corner of
Reddit drama, where we dive into the juiciest tales from
suburdts like am I the Bleephole? Here, I'm your host
and to day, we're focusing on some of the top
posts from this month September twenty twenty five to be exact.
These stories are blowing up with all sorts of family feuds,
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friendship fallout, and those awkward moments that make you question everything.
We've got heart takes, hot peppers, and even a dash
of wedding woes if you're new here. We read these
stories straight from the source, add a bit of commentary
along the way, and keep things real without any of
the bleeps you'd expect in polite company. Grab your favorite drink,
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settle in, and let's get into it. This episode is packed,
so buckle up. We're aiming for a full twenty to
twenty five minutes of pure, unfiltered drama. Our first story
comes from a poster whose account is deleted, but the
title has everyone talking. Am I the bleep whole for
telling my friend and why I do not want to
date him? And our friends are saying I broke him?
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This one dropped earlier this month and has racked up
thousands of up votes. It's a classic case of honesty
biting back. Let's read it. So, my twenty one female
friend of ten years Mark not his real name, twenty
three male called me yesterday to meet him for lunch
and that he had something important to discuss with me.
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I had free times, so I agreed. I met him
already there and joined him. We had lunch, than we
talked a bit about random things. Then he cleared his
throat and started speaking. He first told me that he
did not understand why I was dating my now boyfriend
when he is a better match for me. I asked
him to explain, and he basically went on about how
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he liked me first, and he met me first. He
is more good looking, knows me better. He is taller
than my boyfriend and more successful, which is not true
in a way. My boyfriend Yerk's aside from growing up
in wealth, while Mark's entire life is funded by his
parents money. Laugh out loud, he told me he does
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not understand how I can be with him when he
has always been around waiting for me. I was out
of words and asked him if he wanted me to
be honest, to which he said yes. I told him
that I would never want to date him, given how
I have seen the way he treated his past girl friends.
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He ghosts them when he feels like it and just
expects them to be their waiting. I told him he
is too immature and irresponsible for me, and that dating
him would be exhausting. I also explained that the reasons
I mentioned was why over time I started putting a
distance to our friendship because I did not like the
way he treated the women in his life. When I
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was done, he was just quiet. He just excused himself
and left. I went home and went about my day.
Later in the evening, our other friends started at asking
what I did to Mark and that he has been
a wreck since he met me for lunch. He is
drinking and not telling anyone what happened. I explained to
them what happened, and they are saying I was harsh
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and that I broke him blah blah blah. But I
think some one had to tell him the truth. So
Reddit fam am I the bleep whole edit. I know
everyone says this, but woe. I did not think this
post would blow up, so much. I am trying to
get through the comments and answer some questions that are there.
Was sort of occupied the whole day, so I just
opened read it. Thank you all for the comments. Honestly
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edit too. I am so overwhelmed by the comments in
a good way. Most are really funny. I have been
laughing so much I woke my sister's baby crying, laughing face, crying,
laughing face. I have sent my post to my friend
not associated with Mark, and our group chat is blowing
up with more laughter. But in all seriousness, I am
thankful for the great comments and people giving advice on
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my safety. I will definitely be more aware of my
surroundings going forward. I do not know Mark as a
violent person, but then again, this incident has proved that
I may not know him like I think I do.
Mark is currently blocked from everything. Our mutual friends who
are supporting him and calling me out are also blocked.
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And this is also a learning lesson to me to
distance myself a lot more quicker next time I see
red flags in future friendships. Thank you again read at FAM.
If anything happens, I will update you all, and I
will still be reading the comments and answering what I
can in. At three, I have an update, but I
am not sure if I should put it below here
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since this post has gotten quite long, so I will
just make a new post for those who are still
interested in this post while folks, can you feel the
awkward tension through the screen? I mean, Mark really laid
it all out there, thinking his height and Daddy's money
were the winning combo and then boom truth balm Our
poster did not hold back an honest good for her
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friendships like that sound exhausting, always waiting in the wings
like some back up plan the Edits show. She's got
a solid support system laughing it off, but that safety
tip spot on in my book, she is not the bleephole.
She is the reality check. What would you have said
in her shoes? Moving on because we've got more heat
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coming up. Literally. Next up is a shorter one, but
it is sparking some serious debate. Am I the bleep
whole for cheating at an eating competition? Again? Deleted account,
But this gem from mid month has people divided between
jealousy and genetics. Here we go, So our local restaurant
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that has really good wings was hosting a hot pepper
eating competition recently with a bunch of coupons for free
wings on the line. I have a weird genetic quirk
where my body does not register capsation normally, so my
spice tolerance levels are way higher than normal. So I
entered the competition and won the coupons. But my friends
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are now telling me that I cheated and I should
have let normal people compete and get the wings. So Reddit,
am I the bleep whole for competing? The wings are
so good though. Edit thanks guys. I guess the consensus
is that chicken wings God's blessed me and my friends
are just jelly. I now have to embark on the
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holy pilgrimage to all hot pepper contests in the Fire
Nation to conquer them all. Wish me luck edit too,
since many people ask, no, it does not hurt throughout
the whole body, nor on the way out. Ha. I
love this one. Imagine winning free wings because your taste
buds are basically superheroes, and your friends cry foul sounds
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like sour grapes. To me, our poster's got the ultimate comeback.
More contests, more glory. If life's handing you spice immunity,
you do not sit it out, you spice it up,
not the bleep whole. She is the winner. We all
wish we could be all right, let's cool down with
something a bit heavier family finances and feelings. Unfortunately we
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hit a snag pulling the full text on our third pick.
But based on the buzz, it is about not wanting
a boyfriend to dip into a son's survivor benefits for
household bills. Quick summary for you, A thirty eight your
old mom is blending lives with her forty your old boyfriend,
but he wants to use six hundred dollars of her
fifteen hearer old son's monthly one thousand, one hundred dollars
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benefits to cover home costs. She says, no way, that
money is for her kid's future, not subsidizing their set up.
He calls it fair, She calls it a red flag
classic clash. In my take, protect that kid's nest egg
first boundaries matter, especially with money, not the bleep whole.
She is the smart one. Now onto wedding drama because
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September means big plans and bigger headaches. Story number five four,
Am I the bleep whole for calling my sister annoying
after she said she might not go to my wedding.
This one's from early in the month, and oh boy,
sibling rivalry at its finest. Let's dive in I twenty
four female recently got engaged to my fion, say twenty
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three male, and we are beyond excited and blessed. Of course,
we have been sharing this joy with our loved ones.
The problem arose when my sisters and I were chatting
in our group chat. One of my sisters, thirty three female,
let's call her Velvet, was asking about the wedding if
we had dates in mind, et cetera. I had mentioned
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that the wedding would probably be in twenty twenty six,
and that I was thinking of summer twenty twenty six
or September twenty twenty five would also be a nice idea.
My other sister, thirty one female, let's call her Carly,
chimed in to say that if my wedding was in
September twenty twenty five, she would not be attending as
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her baby would be two months old. In my opinion,
she said so in a pretty insensitive way, as if
she were talking about brunch and not my wedding, her
own sister's wedding. I was obviously taken aback, but sadly
not surprised. There is some context to this I will
give in a second. I asked her why, and she
stated that too mon the old babies are susceptible to infections,
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have sensitive ears, and that the bright lights and noise
could be distressing for a baby. This all seems understanding, right.
What I do not understand is why she cannot attend
my wedding at all, or why she had to say
it in such an insensitive way. So I proceeded to
ask when she would be able to attend. She did
not answer. She stated it was a boundary. I again
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asked her when she would be able to attend my wedding,
and also stated that this was a bit annoying. With this,
Carly told me to plan my wedding and she would
go if she could, and if not, she would not.
I asked her again when she would be able to go,
and she finally answered she would ask her doctor on
Thursday when the baby would be able to attend, but
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that she would not attend if it was an international wedding, which,
by the way, she was the one that proposed different
countries for the wedding, and I have stated that the
United States, the state we live in, is still the
number one option. I stated that now I would have
to plan my wedding around her, and that I did
not understand that my fiance's sister just had a baby,
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and I would never imagine her telling him she would
not go to her own brother's wedding. Carly stated that
if I was going to compare her to other pregnant women,
she would not tell me when she would be able
to go, and to just send an invite and she
would RSVP with a response. She has not talked to
me since and has told my mom that I disrespected
her by calling her annoying. I was talking in my
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family group chat about plans this weekend to celebrate the
engagement as we had planned, and she immediately responded that
she had plans and would not be attending. Shocker. Now
for context, I was extremely frustrated because, as I said,
this sadly did not surprise me coming from her. Carly
is the only person I know that would say she
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is not going to her own sister's wedding. She always,
and I mean always has excuses for not attending events.
It could be a birthday, it could be a celebration,
it could be a wedding. She randomly cancels, falls sick,
or invents she will be out of town or already
has plans. It got to the point where a close
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family member of ours got so frustrated that he stopped
hanging out with us as a group sisters plus our
partners because she would always say no or would cancel,
even for birthdays, even when she was the one that
had made a plan. She planned to do my cousin's
birthday at her house and then pretended to forget and
not even say anything to cancel, hoping he had forgotten.
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Making plans with her. Seeing her in general is almost impossible.
I already expected her to not attend my engagement party,
bridal shower, bachelorette, but my wedding. Her even suggesting not
attending is what blows my mind, as if we did
not know trusted babysitters, as if she did not have
her husband's family for one day, not even twenty four hours.
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So am I the bleephole for calling my sister annoying
after she said she might not go to my wedding
oof family chats turning into Minefield's been there in spirit.
Carly sounds like the queen of flakiness, dropping boundaries like
confetti while everyone else picks up the pieces. Our bride
to be is glowing with excitement and this it's like
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a wet blanket on the cake. Calling it annoying understatement
of the month. But hey, new baby is real. Maybe
a compromise like video call vows. Still not the bleephole?
She is just wedding plan under fire listeners, Have you
dealt with a flaky sibling? Spill in the comments if
we had them? Onward to more besty betrayals. Story five?
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Am I the bleep whole for not going to my
best friend's wedding? This mid month post tugs at those
long distance heartstrings. Full rate ahead. My twenty seven female
best friend be twenty seven female is getting married in
September of twenty twenty five. I moved to England from
the United States in twenty twenty three, and I have
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a full time teaching job that I have no plans
on leaving in the next few years, so come September
twenty twenty five, I will still be teaching there. My
best friend of sixteen years has recently got engaged and
was talking about her wedding plans, finding a venue, et cetera.
She asked me to be a bridesmaid. Her younger sister
is going to be made of honor, and of course
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I accepted. A few weeks later, she told me that
her and her fian Say had decided on a date
the third week of September two, twenty twenty five. My
heart sank because getting time off from teaching at my
school is especially tricky, especially right at the start of
the school year. I said I would have to look
into how that would possibly work for me to get there,
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but I would try my hardest. Her response was basically
that that was the only date that worked for the venue,
and that she hopes I can make it because it
would not be the same without. Yet I took this
info away and thought about it. I had not made
any decision yet. Be then informed me that the wedding
venue was not even in our home town. It was
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in another town four hours away. Her and her fion
Say do not live in this town, and neither does
any of their family. I think they just like it there,
so not only would I be flying from England back
to the United States for maybe a week maximum, with
a flight casting around one thousand pounds. I would also
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have to drive another four hours to the life actual
wedding location. I do not want this to sound like
I am making it about me, or that I think
they should move their venue or date to suit their guests.
I fully realize that this is their wedding and that
they have every right to do what makes them happiest.
My question, though, is, given the circumstances, would I be
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the bleep whole for not going to this wedding at it?
Just for clarification, When she first told me she would
be getting married, she made it sound like she would
be having the wedding in the summer, when I would
be going back home to the United States for the
summer holidays anyway, visiting fam et cetera. So the change
from that to September was a bit more of a
shock in that respect. Ah the best friend bind sixteen
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years of memories versus a thousand pound plain ticket and
school schedules. Bee's excitement is palpable, but our poster's reality
check fair play. Weddings are their day, but friendships bend
not break over logistics. Send the love, skip the flight
if it breaks you. Not the bleep hole just practical.
Makes me grateful for local drama. Speaking of priorities, our
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next tale flips the script on birthdays and big games.
Number six. Am I the bleephole for reclaiming my fortieth
birthday after my husband chose the Super Bowl over me.
This one's fresh from later in the month, and it
is equal parts relatable and rage inducing. Strap in my
fortieth birthday is this Sunday? Super Bowl Sunday. All I
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wanted was a quiet, romantic weekend with my husband. I
am an event planner, so I like to plan things
in advance. I told him weeks ago that I wanted
us to go away. He initially seemed on board, but
then the super Bowl came up. He is a huge
football fan. He watches every game every year. For his birthday.
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A couple of years ago, I even surprised him with
tickets to the Super Bowl in Miami. So when I
mentioned my birthday plans, he immediately pivoted to we have
to watch the super Bowl together. I do not hate football,
but I have absolutely no interest in it. It is
just not my thing. He knows this. I envisioned a
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completely different kind of birthday celebration, but he was so insistent,
like I was trying to rob him of some fundamental right. Honestly,
it felt like he cared more about the super Bowl
than my fortieth birthday. I told him, fine, we could
watch the stupid game together, but inside I was absolutely crushed.
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I felt like my feelings, my desires were completely disregarded.
This weekend, I was talking to my best friend, who
is gay, about how upset I still was. He totally
got it. He reminded me that turning forty is a
big deal and that I deserved to celebrate it in
a way that made me happy. He suggested a weekend
ski trip, exactly the kind of thing I originally wanted
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to do with my husband. So I told my bestie
to day to book it, just me and him. We
are going to hit the slopes, get my misas sages,
and just have a fantastic drama free time. I will
be back on Tuesday. I texted my husband about it,
and he completely lost it. He is saying I am selfish,
that I have ruined everything. He claims he had already
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made plans for us dinner with friends on Saturday and
brunch with my parents on Sunday. He is acting like
I am the villain here news to me. I reminded
him that I told him weeks ago what I wanted
for my birthday, but he was so focused on the
super Bowl that he completely dismissed my feelings. I told
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him I was not going to spend my fortieth birthday
doing something he wanted after he ignored what I wanted.
I even texted my parents to let them know I
was going away, and they were totally cool with it.
They just said, have fun, we will see you next week. Now,
my husband is acting like I am selfish, but I
feel like I was backed into a corner. I tried
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to communicate what I wanted and I was ignored. So
am I the bleep whole for taking matters into my
own hands and celebrating my fortieth birthday the way I want?
Am I wrong for wanting to feel special and loved
on my milestone birthday, even if it means missing a
stupid football game. My best friend lives in another state
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and has been traveling for work, so he did not
know my husband had planned anything. He says that Ultimately,
I should do what makes me happy. Update. My husband
did plan the brunch with my parents, made a reservation
two weeks ago at my favorite fancy place. He wanted
it to be a surprise. The dinner he planned was
also supposed to be a surprise at a friend's restaurant.
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We talked and his idea was to do all this
and then stay home Sunday night, order in, veg out,
and watch the Super Bowl. But he did not tell
me any of this, and I am a planner, so
if I do not know what is happening, I take
the reins. He is an Eagles fan, for those asking.
Update two officially, go going skiing and the husband is coming.
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He saw this post and we talked it out. We
are going to watch the game from the bar at
the resort. I get to spend my birthday carving clean
lines on the fresh powder. I am a huge skier,
so it all worked out. By the way, celebrating my
birthday on my actual birthday is a big deal to me,
and he apologized for the lack of communication. Yes, from
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Super Bowl sulk to ski slopes compromise. That update is
Chef's kiss. Husband's take note. Surprises are sweet, but sharing
the plan sweeter. Our poster reclaimed her day like a
boss and forty sounds fabulous. Now not the bleephole, she
is the MVP. One more to wrap this up strong,
double weddings, double dread. Final story for to day. Would
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I be the bleephole if I did not attend either
of my sister's weddings? This end of month post is
all about anxiety, airports, and family expectations. Let's close it
out new account because my youngest sister knows my main
My thirty six female sister thirty three female is getting
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married in less than a year. She will have one
wedding in September twenty twenty five in her fiance's home
country of Korea, and she will have a Western style
wedding in France in November twenty twenty five. Each would
require me to take about a week off to travel.
I have a lot of anxiety when traveling. It developed
after a couple of horrible incidents in a row. Will
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not bother with the details here. It has slowly become
more manageable over the past couple of years. I can
now handle car trips and train rides up to about
five to six hours away, but I avoid plain travel
whenever I can, and I am still very uncomfortable being
away for more than a few days. International travel leaves
me totally burnt out from nerves. I have done it
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twice after my anxiety developed, to try to please my
travel loving family, but it is miserable for me. I
know that seems silly to some, and I am continually
working on this, but I do not see this changing
significantly over the next six to nine months. On top
of this, I have an irregular and unpredictable work schedule
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that makes it tricky to be away for more than
a few days. I am also anxious about being separated
from my dogs for long periods of time. I have
a five year old dog and a fourteen week old puppy.
Not to mention, travel is expensive. Basically, going to either
wedding would be a major commitment and extremely stressful for me.
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My youngest sister twenty nine female, and brother thirty one male,
have already said they are not going to the wedding
in Korea due to their own work and personal issues.
I said the same. The sister who is getting married
is clearly irritated, but has not pushed us to go
to our great surprise. Our dad has been pushy at
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certain points, but seems to accept our decision now. The
bigger issue is that both my youngest sister, brother, and
I are unsure about the wedding in France. The expectation
up until about a month ago was that the Western
wedding would be somewhere in our home state of Colorado
and would only require about three days of our time.
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We were all able to attend in that case, but
now it is another week long to do in Europe.
I am worried if I or we skip both weddings,
it will cause a lot of family drama. My sister
will hold it against us for the rest of our lives.
None of us are super close with her. She is difficult,
but we still get together locally for at least fourth
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of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas with our mom, dad, and grandpa,
so we would still have to likely deal with some
of her ugly behavior a few times a year. I
just feel my sister is asking a lot, and I
really do not want to go, But there is a
small part of me that feels like it is bad
form to skip both and possibly making an unintended statement.
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Would I be the bleephole if I just skip the
weddings and sent a gift instead? T LDR. My sister
is having two weak long destination weddings. I do not
want to go because I have travel anxiety, I have
a tricky work schedule, I do not want to be
away from my pets for so long, and I do
not feel comfortable spending so much money. Would I be
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the bleep whole if I did not go to either
and just sent a gift double destinations. That's not a wedding,
that's a world tour. Our poster's anxiety is valid. Pups
waiting at home do not care about French vows, gift
and grace. It is not the bleephole. Self care is
the real vow. Family drama bruise, but boundaries bubble up
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stronger view what a month on? Am I the bleephole?
From ghosted crushes to global skips, these stories remind dishonesty hurts,
but holding back hurts more. Thanks for tuning in. If
these hit home, drop your own tails below until next time.
Keep those red flags waving and your spice tolerance high.
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This is your host signing off. Stay dramatic, friends,