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My wife has been secretly homeschooling our daughter a completely different religion for three years. I found out from my own kid.

I need to explain this carefully because it still doesn’t feel real to me. My wife, we’ll call her Melissa, has handled most of our daughter’s schooling since we made the decision to homeschool when she was seven. I work long hours, she manages the curriculum, and I trusted that completely, because Melissa has always been organized and thorough about everything. Our daughter is ten now. Last weekend, we were at my parents’ house for Sunday dinner, which has always included grace before the meal, standard stuff we’ve done her entire life. My daughter, out of nowhere, asked if she could say a different kind of blessing instead, one she said she “always says at home.” Then she recited something none of us had ever heard before, in a tone like it was completely normal, something she’d clearly said hundreds of times. My mom looked at me, confused. I looked at Melissa. Melissa’s face went pale. Later that night, I asked my daughter more questions, gently, trying to understand what I’d ju...

My wife asked me to pick between her and the dogs

My wife, Samantha, and I had a great marriage. We were both animal lovers. Hikers. Sports enthusiasts. When we got married, she was beginning a career in business, and I was a veterinarian at an animal clinic. Every so often, people brought abandoned or abused animals to the clinic. On my very first day at the clinic, a woman walked in with a dog. "We bought a house," the woman said, "and the previous owners left her there." I looked down at her feet, and there she was: an Australian shepherd with the sweetest eyes I'd ever seen. You could tell something was hurting her, yet she looked as though she was trying to smile. We examined her and found that she had heartworms. The X-rays showed some damage to her heart. We explained the treatment she would need and what it would cost. The woman stared at the dog for a long moment before speaking. "I can't pay for that. She needs more care than I can give her." Well, I was glad the shepherd couldn't u...

Breaking up with my boyfriend after finding out what he was doing while I was asleep?

I’m 21F and my boyfriend is 23M. We’ve been together for almost two years, and until recently, I genuinely thought he was the person I was going to marry. We live together in a small apartment and, for the most part, we had a really good relationship. About three months ago, he started acting differently. He became weirdly protective of his phone. If I walked into the room while he was texting, he’d immediately lock it. He also started sleeping with his phone underneath his pillow. I asked him about it once and he laughed and said I was being paranoid. I trusted him, so I dropped it. Then one night, I woke up around 3am because I couldn’t sleep. He wasn’t beside me. I walked into the living room and saw him sitting on the sofa with his phone. He looked up and immediately locked it. I asked what he was doing. He said he couldn’t sleep. I didn’t think much of it. But the next morning, I noticed something strange. He had changed his phone password. That was when I starte...

My boyfriend has something he shouldn’t have. Now I’m questioning our relationship

I thought I’d found the one. We clicked so naturally. We both shared an interest in photography, though his pictures were noticeably better than mine. Loved the same movies, both enjoyed walks in the park, and our political views were borderline identical. We met about a month ago. It was at this bar I love, and, I’ll admit, I was a little tipsy. Cute boy, a few drinks in my system. It was a recipe for regret. Only… I didn’t regret it. Our conversations flowed so smoothly. His half-drunk compliments made me blush. Plus, drinks were on him. Unlike a lot of the guys you’d meet in a bar, he didn’t try and force himself back to my apartment. I live just a few blocks away from the bar, so he walked me home, laughing and wobbling more than he wanted to let on. When we got there, I braced myself. He was great, but I wasn’t the kind of girl that would just let a complete stranger into my home after a night out at the bar. I found myself praying he wouldn’t ask. By some miracle, he didn’t. Ins...

My boyfreinds life was ruined by a misheard word

I found out about this story about a week ago so forgive me if I get anything wrong. So my (19f) bf (21m) had been really into football and was a youth academy player from when he was 13 to 17 and was constantly told by coaches and staff and even other players that he was going to be a great player one day. That was until one day he had an awful injury and snapped his right leg in two places during training. He went to the hospital and spent days there waiting for it to be okay for him to leave until he did. So obviously during the time it was broken he didn't play football at all and after it was time for them to take off the casg and thing he asked the doctor if he could ever play football again and the assistant doctor said he'd have to check with the lead doctor he had. So he left the room and when he came back the doctor said "Yeah you can't play football" Of course, my bf was destroyed since he had always loved football but he understood and didn't want...

My husband has been secretly paying his ex-wife’s mortgage for three years. On a house I’ve never even seen.

I need to preface this by saying my husband, we’ll call him Mark, has always been the “responsible one” in our marriage. He handles our budget, pays the bills, tracks every expense in a spreadsheet. I trusted that completely, which honestly is probably how this went unnoticed for so long. Mark was married before me, briefly, in his twenties, to a woman named Diane. They split amicably, no kids, no house together as far as I ever knew. He’s mentioned her maybe five times total in the eight years we’ve been together. I never had a reason to think about her at all. Last month our bank flagged some unusual activity while I was reviewing our joint statements for taxes. A recurring monthly transfer, same amount, same date, every single month, going out to an account I didn’t recognize. I asked Mark about it, expecting some boring explanation, a subscription, a forgotten bill, something normal. He got quiet. Then he told me it was Diane’s mortgage payment. I asked him to explain, because...