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🔥 “I am the asshole and a decade later, I’m still not sorry” 🔥
Have you ever made a decision that you look back on and think, “Wow, I was really an asshole”? Well, that’s exactly how I feel about a situation that happened over a decade ago. Let me take you through the story of how I became the asshole in my own narrative, and why I still don’t regret it to this day.
## The Build-Up: Living with Family
### A Traumatic Loss
It all began when I was in my early twenties and going through a traumatic loss in my life. I moved in with my older cousin, Amy, who had always been a close figure in my life. She had a young child, and I thought living with them would provide me with solace during my time of grief.
### Chaotic Schedule and Tensions
Living with Amy and her boyfriend, Steve, had its challenges. I worked midnights and struggled to maintain a sleep schedule that allowed me to spend time with my boyfriend on weekends. Tensions were high, but I was trying to make the best of a tough situation.
## The Breaking Point: A Night of Conflict
One fateful night, everything came crashing down. Amy and Steve were supposed to join us for drinks, but they were delayed for over two hours. When they finally arrived, they brought along a surprise guest – Steve’s dog. My fatigue and frustration boiled over, leading to a heated confrontation with Amy.
### The Revelation
As the argument escalated, I started to see Amy in a new light. Her past behaviors of cruelty and manipulation came into focus, and I realized that she was not the supportive cousin I had believed her to be. In a moment of clarity, I made the decision to move out and cut ties with her toxic presence.
## The Asshole Move: Taking What Wasn’t Mine
### The Controversial Decision
In my haste to leave, I made a choice that I now acknowledge as selfish and petty. I took back a gift I had given Amy for Christmas, a $1k couch. While I recognize that it was an asshole move, I stand by my decision to this day.
### No Regrets
Despite acknowledging my behavior as less than admirable, I don’t regret taking the couch with me. It serves as a reminder of a time when I needed to stand up for myself and prioritize my own well-being over toxic relationships.
## The Aftermath: Reflection and Growth
### Moving Forward
In hindsight, I have learned valuable lessons from this experience. I now recognize the importance of setting boundaries, standing up against toxic behavior, and prioritizing my own mental health and happiness.
### Closure and Empowerment
While the situation may have painted me as the asshole in the story, I have found closure and empowerment in standing up for myself. Sometimes being the asshole is necessary for personal growth and self-preservation.
So, while I may have been the asshole in this decade-old tale, I have come to terms with my decisions and learned from the experience. Sometimes, being the asshole is a necessary step towards finding peace and happiness in your own life. And hey, at least I have a pretty nice couch to show for it. 🛋️
What was it??
I wouldn’t be sorry either!
I usually take back gifts during a breakup, and leave their gifts back to them. I’m not sorry about it either. I like to extinguish memories when I can.
I hope she threw a tantrum in her empty living room
Geez, stop calling yourself the AH! But if it makes you feel better, you the AH, girl!!!
She coached you to be petty
Probably an unpopular opinion but not sure about this one – At the end of the day she took you in for 3 years in when you were “spiraling in grief” That should earn more than a few points.
Sofa, so good ![gif](emote|free_emotes_pack|laughing)
I’ll leave now, before the rotten tomatoes start flying.
She took you in for 3 years?? Did you pay rent ?
If you didn’t and still did this you suck more then she does
AH move but I 100% approve, you could’ve done waaaay worse I think
I don’t blame you one bit. I would have taken it too
Yes you sound like the asshole, except for the part where you removed yourself, that was nice of you.
So you got pissed off over something you were 100% in control of?
If you wanted to start drinking, start drinking.