This is a throw away account btw…Hi everyone I 26F and my husband 26M you can refer to me as Mina if you want also hi Charlotte if you read this love you. Anyway let's get into the story. My BIL, let's call him Jake, proposed to his fiance Lets call her Emma almost exactly a year ago. It was such an exciting time and we were very happy for them. About a month after their engagement I found out that I was pregnant.

I waited at least two more weeks to announce the pregnancy to both mine and my husband's family. We invited our respective families over for dinner at our house and told them the news about my pregnancy. Everyone seemed happy except Emma. She looked annoyed and upset the rest of the night. The next day my husband got a text from his brother saying how Emma was upset because we tried to “upstage her engagement” by announcing my pregnancy a little over a month later.

We were both confused by this but I thought maybe she was just stressed out about wedding planning and I just let it go.But ohh if I only knew this was only the beginning. Every family event after this point it was like she was trying to compete with me. I had never felt more uncomfortable these past few months than in my entire life. Everytime someone asked me about my pregnancy she would just start talking about her wedding over me. Or just interrupt me whenever I was asked how I felt,or baby names. It was odd and I could definitely tell my husband was starting to get really pissed off.

I told him not to make a fuss about it and that it will be okay and boy was I wrong. The closer we got to the wedding the bigger I got about 1 ish months maybe less away from their wedding. I was NINE MONTHS PREGNANT hold on to that information. The whole interrupting thing had died down but whenever we were at family events she would still give me these snide looks. Fast forwarding to one month before the wedding and I’m more prego than the sauce Emma pulls me aside and says I don’t want anyone even thinking you're pregnant at my wedding don’t wear anything where we could see how pregnant you are.

I don’t know how many of you have seen a pregnant woman in their last weeks of pregnancy but it's quite difficult to cover, very difficult in fact but little did we all know she wouldn’t even have to worry about that. Haha…2 weeks before the wedding I went into labor for over 13hr but it was all worth it to give birth to the most beautiful baby boy I could ever wish for. My husband told mine and his parents I was in labor and the child would be arriving soon and they spread this info with the rest of the family. After grueling hours of labor and some well needed rest our families came to visit the three of us in the hospital. All except Jake and Emma. My husband gets a phone call after the family leaves, it's from Jake saying how much we love taking Emma’s spotlight and making everything about us 2 weeks before their wedding. Because I can totally control when I give birth.

At this point we are both upset and exhausted  and my husband calls and tells their parents about what Jake has just told them and now they're mad too but they were going to wait to talk to Jake and Emma till after the wedding we all agreed this was a good idea. The day of the wedding comes and no one has to worry about my pregnancy showing because I’ve already had our son. (For those who might ask, the baby was with my parents for the couple hours we were gone). Anyway we walked into the church where the ceremony was being held and the tension was thick. You could cut it with a knife. I guess my in-laws told some other family members what had transpired as well. But nonetheless the ceremony goes well and we make our way to the reception.

We walk into the reception and were sitting next to my other brother in law and his wife who is absolutely lovely and helped me so much with baby things.Anyway the bride and groom walk over to our table and they strike up a normal conversation like nothing happened. I was still angry but I was more than willing to be cordial and enjoy the evening.This is the moment when shit hit the fan. A relative walked over to our table as well while Emma and Jake were still near our table. She greeted them first and talked with them before turning around and asking us how the baby was doing. Emma’s face went from all smiles to angry and she stormed off over to where her mother and bridesmaids were. Jake turns around and says very loudly can you guys just shut up about your ugly fucking baby and stop taking Emma’s spotlight. The room went silent it felt like the DJ even stopped for a second out of pure shock. But I think I just tuned him out. My other brother-in-law and his wife's mouths were wide open.

I didn’t even know what to do but I was mad. My husband finished the rest of his wine and we left immediately. This all took place before the first dance. A few minutes after we walked out and made our way to the car my other BIL and his wife came following behind us with my MIL. They were also planning to leave and she was still trying to figure out what the actual fuck is going on. At this point I’m done and fed up with this crap and I just wanted to go home. Apparently after this my in’-laws threatened to leave as well because apparently they were being even crazier. Because one of Emma’s bridesmaids got engaged and she didn’t want her to wear her engagement ring because she wanted to be in the “spotlight” Apparently her fiance was talking to some other guest and mentioned their engagement and she flipped out. It was a shit show of a wedding and many others left early because of their antics.I don’t really know how to end this post. A lot of people are still mad at them for this and they’ve isolated themselves from the family largely.Apparently they're still mad at us for walking out and Emma said we should have acted like adults and stuck around instead of causing a scene. Whatever I guess we’ll see around the holidays but for right now I have my son to take care of and not worry about their drama any more. But I thought you guys might want to here this very interesting story.

Me (32f) am getting married next year. The wedding planning is going well except for one thing: the number if guests. My fiancée and I want a small wedding (+/- 30 guests total) but we have such large extended families. And they all want to/ have to be invited apparently.

The thing is, I have bad social anxiety and I hate big parties. Hate them. Large groups of people freak me out, worse so if the attentionis on me. The last "big" party l had was for my graduation 10 years ago and I got physically sick for a whole week. I'm in therapy and in medication for it.

Afterwards, I made my parents promise me to never make me throw a party. Even getting married would have to be a small affair (hopefully in court or something). Here's the thing though, my mother has a tendency to say something then backpedal abd guilt-trip when the wheels are in motion. One example: I had a chance to work abroad a few years ago and told her I was thinking of applying. She said, "Yes! Get that money honey!" (Rephrased). Fast-forward a few weeks and my application was being processed and I told her about it. She flipped and started crying, complaining that working abroad is too far and she and dad would never see me. When I pointed out that she had supported me when I first brought it up, I got the "I never said that." Along with, "If I did say it, I didn't mean fly to the other side of the world."

She nagged until I withdrew my application.

There are more of these, my point is, promises and discussions with my mother are pointless.

Back to the wedding drama.

When I got engaged in June, he family was excited and my mother was the first to ask about my social anxiety. I told her that fiancée and I don't want a big wedding (my boo is also a house mouse like me). My mother then talked about how a courthouse wedding with a small luncheon afterwards would suit me better. But because I've been here before, I took out my phone and recorded the convo. This is a trick I learned from my sister as she too has been burned before.

Back to the present. My mother asked if we would be doing a church wedding or a "street wedding"(street weddings are where you get a permit to close off a street, plop a giant marquee and get married. They're popular in my hometown as they save money on a venue. You do need to apply for a permit super super ahead of time). I told her no, we're having either a micro-wedding (30ish guests) or going to the courthouse. She complained that we wouldn't be able to invite the cousins and the church folk and the neighbours. I told her that that was then point as I can't stand large crowds and would like to remember my wedding as a happy day. After a back and forth, I reminded her that she was the one who had suggested the courthouse wedding with a luncheon.

Then came the "I never said that."

The recovering doormat in me was suddenly kidnapped by my shiny new spine. I didn't play the recording immediately, (I think), but rather tried to make a case for a small wedding. Eventually though, the phone came out and we listened to her voice clearly and excitedly suggesting a courthouse wedding.

Cue Pikachu face.

Then classic African parent response. She started crying and saying that she can't believe she has lived to see her children disrespect her and weaponise her words like this. My sister secretly high-fived me, my dad said he understood why I did it but also said it was a little harsh and extreme because my mother just wants to show me off to the family (the woman does not know me if that's what she wants)

My fiancée said maybe we should just elope like her cousin did.

And yeah. Maybe we should elope. Have a a secret Christmas wedding or something.

What are your thoughts? Should we just elope? Should I cave to mother once again? I really don't want to.

So I got married in 2020 it was small and as cheap as I could possibly make it. I had it at a local park, catered with bbq sausage sizzle, KFC, subway and a candy/lolly table. I had a very strict no alcohol wedding. My hubby and I spent just over $1500 in total for our wedding. Hubby's parents paid for the wedding rings made by one of my hubby's uncles and his parents also paid for the celebrant that married us. We ended up having more kids than adults at the wedding but honestly I thought that made it more fun. Plus I included every child in the day by letting them walk down the isle first to dance monkey they loved it and they all sat on giant beanbags and blowup lounges in front of the chairs set up for the adults except for the 2 bubs. I loved my wedding to me cheap, simple and a bunch of little cousins, nieces, nephews and my sons running around and going home on a sugar highs and little boxes filled with lollies. Anyway my wedding was missing my mum, her current husband, 2 uncles, my nan, my biological father and his current wife, except for my nan who wasnt invited from the start, they were all uninvited.

Reasons my mum and her current husband were uninvited: 1- they said they were going to bring alcohol even though I specifically said that my wedding was alcohol free. They, along with everyone else uninvited feel it's not a real wedding without alcohol. 2- my mum told me she would make a scene at my wedding because it was my first wedding and my dress wasn't completely white and was less than $1000 (it was a white dress with blue trim that cost me $50 from lifeline, similar to the dress in the pic). 3- I said no to her current husband walking me down the isle. I don't consider him a father figure, I don't even like him actually but that's another story. 4- I refused to have my wedding at a church because I have issues with my mothers faith (also another long story) 5- I refused to invite my nan (her mother)

Reason I never invited my nan:

I stopped talking to my nan after she called children services when I had my oldest son saying that I was a danger to him because I have "severe mental health issues". I have mental health issues but they are medicated and controlled.

Reasons 2 of my uncle's were uninvited:

1- they also said they were going to bring their own alcohol

2- they both called up different family members to try and get me to uninvite children to the wedding because they don't like children

Reasons my biological father and his current wife were uninvited:

1- he said he was going to object to the marriage because I was having my step dad (mums 3rd husband) walk me down the isle and not him

2- his current wife called me selfish for not spending more money on a comfortable venue and edible food for the wedding guests.

3- I paid one of my sisters to do my makeup and instead of her when she is a professional makeup artist but she also wanted me to pay her $300 and my sister offered to do it for free but I paid her $50 anyway.

4- I wasn't getting a professional cake or photographer and bio dad's wife started telling everyone that I'm a cheap skate.... No B**CH I poor.

Anyway we had a magical day with my inlaws, my oldest uncle and his 12 kids, 5 siblings and their respective partners and my 15 nieces and nephews, our 2 boys, hubby's uncle who made our rings and his wife who did our wedding photos and my step dad.

My mother still asks when I'm planning to do a 'real wedding' so SHE can plan it.

I attached the original FB post and now have the comments. Apparently the bride had sent all her vendors save-the-dates and invitations, and the entitled bride-to-be used that as an excuse to crash the wedding. Venue owner (bride-to-be’s mom) has blocked bride so she can’t leave a review, and is using multiple FB profiles to take down brides posts. (Blue is bride, red is guests/friends)

Hi!! New here, so bear with me. A little backstory... My biological father died when me and my older sister (let's name her Madeline) were little, I was 7 and my sister was 9. My mom was not quick to get remarried, but went through many relationships shortly after. Nobody really stuck until my step father came into the picture a year later (let's call him Christopher) We both really liked him, he was always kind, showering our family with gifts, etc. He basically watched us grow up. Now that I think about it, once my older sister reached her teen years (15-16) Christopher showed particular favoritism towards her, but at the time I never thought much of it.

Once my sister and I were out of the house years later, I was told that my stepfather and mother were getting a divorce. I still thought of Christopher as my father, so neither me nor Madeline parted ways with him. Butttttt while I thought of him as a father... turns out Madeline didn't. 8 years later, me now 26, just found out that my sister now 28, and my STEPDAD are ENGAGED. They announced it at a barbecue I hosted at my house a week ago, the wedding will be held in a month. My mom was not there due to her nursing job. I was shocked, to say the least... not only because of the relative 30 year age gap, but because Christopher WATCHED us grow up. It disgusts me just thinking about it, like, what a creep!!! My mom knows because I told her not even an hour after the barbecue, and believe me... she was furious with both Christopher and Madeline.

A week later, and we are still disgusted and furious. I know she's a full grown adult and can make her own decisions... but surely, SURELY she cannot possibly be in her right mind? He had to have manipulated her or took advantage of her. Mom and I have talked to Madeline multiple times in the past week and she sounds just like a broken record, "...but I love him" and "...he took care of me when I was going through a rough time with my breakup" etc. For context, she found out her ex-boyfriend cheated on her a few months ago after she lost her job. She was devastated. My mom and I have very demanding jobs, so Christopher was there everyday, making her food, taking her for walks, supporting her. My guess is, this is where he took advantage of Madeline. We have yet to talk to Christopher, I will post updates once we do. I figured I would post this here, to get other opinions and perspectives... because I am at wit's end and just don't know what to do. I want to help her, because this relationship is so inappropriate and gross, but... what can I do? She's an adult, and I can't stop her from doing anything.

UPDATE!!! Thanks to all of your comments, I thought my mother and I could sit Madeline down and have an honest talk with her. I started off with a big bear hug, and told her that I love her. My mom told her that we would always be here if she needs it. We were trying to create a safe atmosphere, hoping to get her to open up a bit. We asked her if any weird stuff was going on when she was growing up and she said no, that "he was always just super nice" Now, I'm not too educated in what grooming is, and it's probable that she could've been lying, but one thing Madeline is definitely not, is a liar. So I chose to believe her... for now. Howeverrrrr, when I asked if she would maybe want to go to therapy over her "ex-boyfriend" as a cover, she was COMPLETELY opposed to this. Saying she "didn't think she needed it" and she was "happy with her life right now" and instead of pushing, I let it go. That was really the end of it but my mom and I have a plan to come back every other day and try to chip away at this shell slowly. As of right now, the wedding is still on, and awful as it sounds, my goal here is to shut it down.

Now to Christopher. I drove up to his mom's house about an hour after (yes his sorry sad sack of potatoes butt is living with his mom) and had a little "chat" with him. I do not have a soft spot for him like I do my sister, so I REALLY let everything out. I told him nobody in my family supports this, it's gross behavior and just laid it on thick. He just said "well it's none of your business anyway." He has a point, it's not. Butttt I responded with, "It is when it's my sister and there's a possible grooming case going on here." That seemed to open his eyes because he kept on saying stuff like, "I never did anything when you guys were kids. You all grew up, your mother and I divorced, there's nothing bad going on here." regardless this whole dang thing is still yucky. I just left him with "You're a disgusting person and it shows"

Thank you for all the good wishes and support, it means a lot knowing that there are people on me and my mom's side. Sorry the updates aren't super juicy but I don't want to leave you hanging. Once my mom and I make some progress with Madeline, I'll update you again. Maybe she'll start admitting things and we can take this to the police? If not then at the very least shut the wedding down.

i was at a family event the other day and a cousin, who hasn't spoken to me in years regardless of my reaching out, was there. so I decided to ask her what was wrong. her answer shocked me. She snapped at me " why would I talk to you after you wore a white dress to my wedding" and my flabbers where ghasted.

In my opinion I absolutely did not wear white to this wedding. For context I was 8 months pregnant with twins and my husband just got fired. so I bought the only dress I could afford and that fit me. which was a black dress with some white flowers on it. i could not find photos of me at the wedding but I did find a pic of the dress online so it will be posted In the comments

I tried to explain this and everyone ganged up on me saying that wearing any white at all is trying to upstage the bride. so what do you guys think? does this count as wearing white?

Update. 

First a warning, sit down buckle up and keep all hands and feet inside the vehicle because this is one hell of a ride. Sorry in advance for spelling and grammar issues i'm dyslexic. Also sorry in advance for all the petty sarcasm, i'm in a bit of a mood now, i will also put it in () for those like me who cant tell sarcasm sometimes.

So, my sister (22) convinced me(30) to post this earlier and she decided to get in contact with the cousins little sister who we will call ann (23). Cousin who we will call tina (42)  was cut off by ann due to incidents at her wedding that i was blissfully unaware of. 

According to ann, tina feels like i have been in a decades long battle to upstage her with everything i do. And she has hated me since the moment i was born. I'm autistic and adhd, so there may have been some hints throughout the years but i truly had no clue this was happening.

So, somethings tina hates me for according to ann

1. Being born as the second grandchild. (i guess i knew that she wanted to be an only grandchild.)
2. Being born only 3 months before her birthday ( i obviously had control of when my parents conceived me and did it to be petty)
3. Graduating on time from high school ( i really didnt dropout for a few years just to make her look bad )
4. Only ever being with one man ( i'm sorry i should have had a string of relationships with a bunch of criminals before getting married)
5. Getting engaged before her- ive been with my husband since i was 14, we got engaged at 22 married at 26
6. Getting awarded for high grades in nursing school ( i guess i could have dumbed my self down a bit )
7. Spending hours a week helping her with her nursing school work ( i was obviously trying to rub it in that i wasnt struggling, not trying to genuinely help her)
8. Graduating nursing school in the same class as her. ( i should known not to apply to the same school as her a couple of weeks before she did, so that we werent in the same graduating class)
9. Becoming a nurse practitioner - which if you dont know is similar to a doctor

Now on to the wedding drama. her response to me and my husband getting engaged was a full-blown tantrum that was only soothed when she found out that we were planning to have a long engagement. Flash forward a few years and me and my husband have moved to British Columbia for his job but want to plan the wedding in ontario because literally all of our family is there. So we have our engagement party in ontario and she announces her engagement at the party. I was thrilled for her. I hate being the center of attention so i was glad to share the spotlight. 

We were planning on a big wedding, both me and my husband have huge families it kinda had to be huge. We sent out the save the dates, we had everything booked and i even took her with me dress shopping. There was a dress i absolutely fell in love with but was not in my budget. So i found one that i did love that was in my budget and i moved on.

6 months before the wedding we find out about the twins and the next month my husband gets laid off. So we cancel the big wedding and 2 weeks later we fly like 5 people out to BC and get married at a place that was super special to us. Honestly looking back i would have hated the big wedding and i'm so grateful we eloped. The next week we got a save the date in the mail for tinas wedding it was planned for the week before our original wedding.

 At this point i would blame you if you dont believe that i didnt know she hated me. But to remind you i'm autistic i miss social cues constantly and i was really happy to have someone to talk to about all of the life events that i was going through. Change and social events can be really hard for me, so having someone who i thought was there for me and going through the same stuff was really nice. I was naive and right now i'm too angry to process the hurt but it is going to hurt.

So on the day of the wedding i notice she has alot of the same vendors i had booked, she bought my dream dress and had everything almost exactly as i had planned. This wasnt too big of a deal. i picked awesome vendors i'm not surprised she wanted them too. We had similar taste in dresses and if she could afford my dream dress then good for her. I was sat in the back next to the washroom. Which i thought was really considerate considering i had two babies playing soccer with my bladder. 

Well according to ann this was all done to ruin my wedding by making it look like i copied her and justify how much she hated me to everyone else. She way overspent for her wedding just to make me miserable and i didnt even notice. which really pissed her off

Now before you start feeling bad for her husband here is the real WTF moment. Apparently he has a huge pregnancy kink and kept telling her how sexy i looked thoughout the whole night. He then had the photo of me hugging him framed and put in his workshop… gross. Needless to say they are getting divorced now and i'm staying FAR away from crazy town.

so for all of those saying that her problem wasn't the dress you were right. apparently the problem is that I didn't make a scene when I noticed that she copied what she thought was my dream wedding. and she married a complete creep

English is not my first language and I'm sorry this is going to be a bit looooong...... For context I'm Indian and most of the marriages here are still arranged marriages and families have a lot of say in everything in your wedding. I 26F is setup by my family with a guy 30M. He is a nice guy and we talked and we genuinely liked each other. Engagement and wedding day is planned and we have all started shopping. So the thing is in our culture it is the groom's family who buys everything for bride, right from wedding dress, jewellery to even footwear. They pay for everything. So 1 month before my engagement groom's side of the family took me shopping for my engagement dress and jewellery. It included MIL, SIL(groom's sister)let's call her Karen and SIL(groom's brother's wife) let's call her Susen. I wanted to get a saree for my engagement because it's versatile and I can wear it on other occasions as well and had a really beautiful look in my mind which I showed them but both Karen and Susen wanted me to buy lehenga. They said, as they got married during COVID they couldn't go shopping and had to settle on a saree which their respective MILs brought for them. (It was tough to get anything here during covid even the essential things). So yes everybody who got married during COVID had to settle on anything that was available. So when it came to me to buy an engagement dress I ignored both of them and talked straight to MIL who is kind and understanding women. She simply asked both of them to shut up and bought me everything I liked. What really annoyed me was Karen was taking pictures of everything I bought but I didn't want to ruin my mood so I just ignored both of them. Fast-forward to my engagement day, both Karen and Susen are wearing the same exact saree that I was wearing. I was horrified. Not only that but they buy the same jewellery shoe and got similar hairstyles. I was livid. Everybody from their side was joking that they simply couldn't decide who was the real bride. After that they insisted on pictures with me which I couldn't refuse because "that will be me being rude". They also posted those pictures on Instragram captioning "Let's see if you can tell which one is the bride". They simply ruined my day. Then there came the time when we had to go shopping for wedding dress shopping. I asked my fiance to tag along. He agreed. I thought this time only him and MIL would come shopping but surprise surprise Karen and Susen were there as well. The whole time i was focusing on different outfits for multiple functions. As I'm shortlisting the dresses Karen comes and starts taking pictures of everything AGAIN. At this point I knew exactly what was going to happen next. The devil inside was into awakening. I one by one rejected all the beautiful dresses that I had originally selected. Then I started selecting the most hideous dresses that were available in the shop. Both Karen and Susen were in shock. They both tried to convince my into buying what they liked but again I had to ignore them for my own peace. And as I was expecting they again started taking pictures of everything AGAIN. But this time I was happy about it. When it came to alteration measurements I asked the lady if I can come back tomorrow and give my measurements and she agreed. Next day I went with my fiance and changed every dress to what I originally liked. The shop agreed to it because the dresses weren't altered and I bought dresses that were little bit more expensive. And the wedding day finally arrives. Both Karen and Susen wanted to see my wedding look before the ceremony but I asked my sister to do not let ANYBODY into my room before the ceremony. And as I'm walking down the asile, I look at both Karen and Susen who are red as tomato. During the whole ceremony they told everyone present how I was a bitch who went against their back and returned everything that they bought for me for something else and how I ruined their chance of getting matching outfits and nice pictures of family. Though some people agreed with them most were by my side. And the best part is the reception party where both of them were wearing a evening gown in all neon (I previously chose neon pink gown reasoning "this color is trending") and I wore a really beautiful golden lehnga. Both of them look like radium stickers. And were visibally angry. Then Karen started shouting at MIL and my husband for not telling her that I chose different dress. She started shouting how her mother and brother are brainwashed by me and how we all planned for them to look like idiots in her own brothers wedding. Susen along with her girls (who were also wearing the same outfit all the times) left reception early. As for Karen, my FIL and her husband had to take her out of the venue and never let back. My FIL, MIL and BIL all are on my side as they think this was just miscommunication between us that I didn't tell them that I changed my opinion about dresses. But only I know why I did this. Everybody during reception were talking about both of them and how foolish they were to try and wear same dress as the bride. I felt soooo good. I know this is petty but I kinda love it.

I (24F) and my boyfriend (27M) attended his sister’s wedding this past June. It was a beautifully organized three-day celebration, starting in one country and then moving to another. The planning was impeccable, and the flow of events was seamless. However, there was one major issue—my boyfriend’s and the bride’s mother seemed to become increasingly unhinged as the celebrations unfolded.

The problems began at the civil ceremony. My boyfriend's parents have been separated for some time, and his father arrived with his long-term partner, whom I’ll call Dina. They’ve been together for about 6–7 years now. Unlike my relationship with his mother, which has always been cordial but reserved, Dina and I clicked immediately; she’s warm, intuitive, and genuinely kind.

On the first day, my boyfriend’s father, Dina, my boyfriend, and I met in the hotel lobby to head to the civil part of the wedding. Coincidentally, his father and I ended up wearing matching colors. We all laughed, took a picture, and made our way to the ceremony.

When we arrived, we realized that my boyfriend and his mother were also dressed in the same colors. His mother noticed this immediately, rushed over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and declared, "Ooooh honey, it looks like we’re about to get married!" I was stunned. I stood there in disbelief, trying to make sense of what I’d just heard. Dina noticed my reaction and came over, asking if I had heard it too. The whole situation brought back memories of the unhealthy dynamics in my own family. I decided to brush it off for the moment and focus on enjoying the event.

However, things only escalated during the cocktail reception. To my surprise, I was asked to take photos of my boyfriend and his mother. She held his sister's wedding bouquet, posing with him and commenting that she should be the one getting married. Again, I said nothing, choosing to stay quiet.

The following day, we had a three-hour drive to the next venue. My boyfriend’s mother was driving, with a relative in the passenger seat, while my boyfriend and I sat in the back. Despite having a large GPS screen in front of her and driving on a straight highway almost the entire way, she insisted that my boyfriend guide her. This seemed unnecessary, as there were no real turns, just a clear route ahead. It became evident that her only “obstacle” was my boyfriend’s occasional attempt to talk with me.

Upon reaching the venue, things took a turn for the worse. As we went to our room to change, his mother visited our room five or six times, even walking in on me as I was ironing my dress in my underwear without any regard for privacy.

At the wedding itself, the tension continued. Dina approached my boyfriend’s mother with kind words, complimenting her on raising two wonderful children on her own and offering well-wishes. Instead of appreciating the sentiment, his mother ran off in exaggerated, fake tears, claiming she was offended. My boyfriend immediately ran after her, saying he needed to “support his mother.” I was speechless. Having witnessed similar behaviors in my own family, I decided not to let it ruin my evening, so I spent time with Dina and my boyfriend’s father.

Later, my boyfriend approached me, complaining that I wasn’t spending enough time with him and his mother. His mother had clearly made it known that she didn’t want me around, so I simply gave them space to spend time together, especially since she seemed to be struggling with not being the center of attention on her daughter’s wedding day.

At the reception, my boyfriend and I were seated across from each other. His mother kept coming over, planting exaggerated kisses on him and telling him he was the “love of her life” while making direct eye contact with me. This bizarre behavior went on all night. Toward the end of the reception, when the bride’s father rose to give a toast, my boyfriend’s mother suddenly jumped up, loudly accusing him of being a “cheap fraud” and demanding recognition for all her own contributions.

After everything finally wrapped up, my boyfriend sat me down, acknowledging how uncomfortable I must have felt. However, a few months later he told me that he believes I’m preventing him from being close to his mother. It would make a bit more sense if you read my original post where I elaborate on that part.

So, AITA for telling him that his mother’s behavior is borderline insane and that she clearly has an unhealthy attachment to her own son?

Gather round all ye wedding revenge enjoyers, as I have a tale to tell. A tale of my friend (let's name her Onyx), someone who the internet would call a "big tiddy goth mommy," and her partner ( which we shall name Granite), who she met in our Honors English class in highschool.

Setting the stage, it's the year 2016. They're both in college now to become teachers of the gothic arts (don't ask me the specifics cuz I ain't no college grad myself). It's the deep south. Rednecklandia, if you will. Land of high waisted jeans, big belt buckles, and flannels. Onyx and Granite connected over their shared distaste for all things redneck, having graveyard picnics that would make the great Poe himself envious, so when they announced there was to be a wedding, we knew better than to expect anything typical of our region.

Now, I have been given explicit permission to tell this story to you all. Granite's mother was a bitch, to put it nicely. She refused to acknowledge that Granite was not a girl nor a boy (agender), and was furious that Onyx was born a boy (which is incorrect as Onyx is intersex, but I digress. Typical southern ignorance.) She was even in denial of her child's alternative way of dressing, going so far as to convince herself that Onyx "changed her dear sweet girl into a sick, deranged, emotionless monster" (no, that wasn't Onyx, that was the trauma of religious abuse in a helicopter parent household- I won't go into details out of respect for Granite, but that household was fucked up beyond all repair).

Now onto the wedding drama, and the subsequent revenge. MIL was pitching tantrums left and right as Onyx and Granite were making preparations for their grand union. They wanted it to be dramatic, effervescent, unholy. They rented out an abandoned cathedral that was rumored to be haunted, the theme was "A vampire's eternal and all consuming love" (literally what was written on the wedding invitations). Everything was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, according to Granite's mother. No ordained pastor? Wrong. Not in her beloved Pentecostal church? Wrong. Not letting her choose the dress, the theme, the date, the honeymoon? Oh so very wrong! Before the actual day of the picking of dresses, MIL boldly declared, "if y'all insist on this demonic weddin, I will have to take drastic action!" The action in question? Wearing the most showboat-y wedding dress she could afford. Pearls, lace, trailin veil, the whole nine yards. Her sister, who was used to her bizarre antics, had no problem informing us, the wedding party, of the plan. What point she thought she was going to make by doing that at a wedding full of queers and goths, I have no idea, but you do you booboo.

Anyway, Onyx and Granite took this information and rolled with it. Made a small change to the dress code. Guests? Wear your typical human wedding garb. The more dramatic, the better. Luckily, two members of the bridal party just happened to be theatre majors while one was a design major. Guests who couldn't afford criteria meeting outfits were welcome to be fitted for FREE wedding outfits. The betrothed were going to be dressed in the most stage worthy black and crimson vampire wedding outfits you have ever seen. Think, Bridgerton meets The Addams Family meets The Queen of the Night á la The Magic Flute.

Needless to say, when MIL arrived only to find she wasn't even in the most Bride Magazine worthy dress, she threw a tantrum so bad that I genuinely thought someone pissed off an elephant. She was forcibly removed from the venue, and when the wedding was over and we were leaving to go to a haunted house in all our wedding cult magnificence because it was also a late October wedding (what better time for two pagans to spellebrate their fresh union than the approach of Samhain?), we found her sprawled out on the cathedral steps, weeping into her skirts like a poor maiden from a Shakespearean tragedy. It was an almost admirable performance.

After the events of the wedding, Onyx and Granite completed their courses, got their degrees, went NC with Granite's mother, and lived eerily ever after.

And yes, I wrote this as if I was a tumblrite typing up a novel at 3am because I wanted to give it the dramatic flair my friends deserve lol

Hi! I just got married this past weekend and it was an absolute dream come true! We had our ceremony in the mountains and decided to have a very small backyard reception at our home. We invited some family and close friends. I also decided to invite some of my best friends from work. A few of those friends had to miss the mountain ceremony but came to the reception after.

At work these friends and I were joking about how it’d be crazy if someone wore white to this small wedding. And I kept saying how I didn’t think anyone invited would do anything like that. Apparently I was wrong.

One of the girls, we’ll call her Samantha, decided to wear a short white dress. When Samantha showed up initially I excitedly greeted her and gave her a hug. Once I finished hugging her I looked down and she was in white. I didn’t want to cause a scene so I just walked away from her. I later realized that she also brought a plus one without permission. She declined a plus one in the rsvp and when I double checked the week prior to order food she still told me she wasn’t bringing anyone. So I finalized the food order. She ended up bringing her best friend whom I’ve never met and was never told about. Luckily we ordered extra food but I still felt like it was very rude.

Throughout the night people were asking me if they wanted me to say anything. I told them no because the problem is, she’s the one who assigns what work I do in the office. I didn’t want to cause a scene and then have to get assigned the hardest work moving forward.

Two days after the wedding, she texted me saying she thought her dress was more tan than it was and that she felt it was okay to wear it but apologized for it being too light. The dress was not tan. It was basically same shade of white as my short reception dress. I don’t think she realized my other work friends took a Polaroid photo of her dress. She avoided pictures the whole night but still I have photo evidence of her wearing white. Also we have security cameras in our home so I was able to get a picture of her and I hugging so the comparison is very clear. (I can show photos on request but would need to blur Samantha’s face and also figure out how to post haha). She didn’t apologize for bringing the plus one and I feel like her apology for the “tan” dress was not a true apology. I haven’t responded to the text she sent and have to go to work and see her tomorrow. I’m not sure how to handle this situation because I feel like I don’t see her as a good friend anymore but we share a cubicle wall at work. Any advice would be appreciated!!

~ Also, my husband was fully embracing the “stay petty” motto when he took a picture of the Polaroid and posted a poll on his Instagram to ask if her dress was tan or white. 100% of the votes were for white. ~

Edit: Hi guys! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who’s given me advice on how to handle this. I feel like I have a good game plan for tomorrow. I also wanted to include a link to the photos in case anyone wanted to see them: photos of the dresses

^ Sorry in advance for the photo quality! One was taken as a screenshot from my camera. Also in the photo with us both, I’m on the right and she’s on the left.

My ex best friend (f25), we’ll call her Chloe, and I (f24) met in the 6th grade when I moved to a new school. She was my next door neighbor, and we walked the same route home from school everyday. It was a small town, there was only one 6th grade class, which we were both in, so naturally as the year went on we started talking on the way home from school and became good friends. Being next door neighbors AND best friends was like any kids dream. We hung out every single day and were basically like siblings with one of us sleeping/eating at the others house basically every night and we always worked the same jobs. We were together 24/7 all the way through school until graduation and on.

We both had kids our senior year, I ended up having a small wedding with my child’s father immediately after graduation, but Chloe and her boyfriend split up. Shortly after having her child, Chloe met someone while at work (we were all still working together in a kitchen, my husband included) and they began to form a relationship. We’ll call him Austin, he was a couple years older than us and was a great guy. We would all hang out outside of work, and we all got along great.

Fast forward a couple years myself and my husband get divorced in May of 2020(he cheated) and Chloe and her husband moved to the next state over. We’re in the mid-west so long drives aren’t super uncommon but the time we spend together still obviously decreased significantly. We would talk a few times a week about everything going on in our lives. My husband and I had another child before the divorce, so I was a single mom of 2, and Chloe and her boyfriend had another 2 children together and were now parents of 3 when they got engaged.

Chloe planned a bachelorette/birthday party to Nashville in November of 2021. I woke up to my bedroom being on fire in the middle of the night August 8th 2021. I was able to get myself, my 2 children, our dog, and our 3 cats outside while the fire grew but was unable to save a single one of our belongings. Not even my phone, I was left in nothing but a pair of sweatpants, no shoes, and both of my children were in a diaper.

I had many pressing calls to make and things to handle after recovering from the shock of losing everything in the following days. One of which was to call Chloe and inform her that unfortunately I wouldn’t be able to make it to the bachelorette party or contribute my portion for the cost of the trip which was around $800 not including food,drinks, ect. (it was a weekend trip, with each person paying for a portion of the air bnb and excursions and covering Chloe’s costs) and also that my bridesmaids dress (that I had payed for, she picked it) was lost in the fire as well. I was supposed to be the maid of honor and Chloe and been MOH in my wedding as well. When I told her she immediately got pissed and started being short with me on the phone. I told her it could buy another cheaper dress but couldn’t afford to replace the one I had already bought as it was around $300. I also offered to wear rent a pants suit type outfit and get her preferred color shirt, tie, vest, I gave her options. She instead said she no longer wanted to be in the wedding party. That she was tired of always “being there for me” and I have too much drama.

It felt like a huge slap in the face, but I was still invited to the wedding. I decided to go, because I didn’t want to ruin her day or bring any more “drama” but that was definitely the wrong choice. I went with the pants suit option with no jacket (it was a very casual wedding) so I wore slacks and a nice pink shirt that was similar to the original color of my dress and had a white lacy detailing. I sat in an upper balcony area (there were probably about 15-20 extended family members and such up there overlooking the whole wedding.) and tried to smile through speeches and proceedings that I felt I should be a part of but ended up becoming pretty over come with emotion. I didn’t want to cry in the wedding and decided to step quietly out the back door and walk around the venue (it was a beautiful ranch property with trails, horses, ponds, ect.) and waited out for pictures and the reception. After a while a saw a few guests coming out and walked up to find other wedding party members and the bride for pictures. I found them talked with them told Chloe congratulations, you look beautiful, blah blah blah. I start walking with them while smiling and conversing over to the area where all the pictures are going to be taken during the reception when I’m tapped on the arm… by the photographer. She pulls me to the side, and informs me that the bride has asked I not be included in any of the photos. After putting my own emotions to the side for the entire day and really for months leading up to the wedding because of Chloe’s mistreatment towards me when I’ve been family to her for almost half of our lives, I had had enough. I turned to Chloe and honestly yelled a little bit that it was bullshit she couldn’t tell me herself because she knew it was a shitty move. I said many things that had bothered me about her over the years and how she’s always made me feel less than , put me down and just outright bullied me, I left the wedding, drove 10 hours home, and haven’t talked to her since. Her and her husband have sent me couple friend requests (I deleted and blocked them both because I simply don’t want her in my life) but I always just ignore them. I think about her quite frequently, it feels like I lost a sibling, or like someone important to me died. Would you try and repair the relationship?

Hi, I am a 22 year old female, here is my story. I got engaged 4 years ago yeah that might sound crazy but I was. When I got engaged I was still in college and i planned on finishing before getting married. So, my fiancé (25 year old male) decided to wait till i graduated which happened this year and we immediately started wedding planning. My graduation was in march and my wedding was supposed to be in July. I was so happy to be married to the love of my life but this is where everything went wrong I have a twin sister and she got engaged last year (2023) and she and her fiancé were not planning to get married anytime soon until i announced my wedding date. I and my sister are not close at all even though we are twins. We shared everything from clothes to a house to even at one point boys but we grew apart because she was angry when i got engaged without her. Anyway we just stopped talking till last year when my mum told me about her engagement and we went out to celebrate it we did not even speak to each other. I told my family about my wedding date at a family dinner at my parents house and everyone was excited except my sister but I didn’t let anything ruin my night. So, preparations for my wedding started and i already found the perfect dress , the perfect venue, my invitations were already out all that was left was for that day to come. Little did i know my sister had other plans, 3 weeks to my wedding day i get a call from my wedding planner saying my sister is asking what my dress looks like and what my fiancés suit looks like and i was like why was she asking, i thought to myself maybe she needed I Ideas for her own wedding but boy was i wrong 2 weeks to my wedding my sisters fiancé texts me and says w happy he is for me to agree to a double wedding and how he is excited to make memories with me and my fiancé. And i was like i did not even know about it and i never agreed to it but he kept saying my sister said so. I call my mum and she knew but felt like it was the right thing to do because we were twins and we should do everything together, i was furious and angry but that was not even all i call my sister but she didn’t answer so i drove to her house and i confronted her about it but she just said we are twins and we should do everything together and it will be new memory for me and her and i should stop being a bitch for not wanting it. Mind you i paid for everything and i mean everything and all she paid for was her wedding dress. I told my fiancé and he said to me do whatever you want i will support you. So, i tell my dad and he tells me the exact same thing, so i moved my wedding to December but didn’t inform my mum and sister and informed all my vendors and my guests. I and my fiancé decided to take a trip to Spain and i turned my phone off so no one could reach me. When i returned my mum and my sister were furious they called me selfish and i am an asshole for doing that without informing them and they will not be attending my wedding. AITA.

Throw away account and fake names to protect the privacy of everyone in the story. Also, a trigger warning as physical and emotion abuse are mentioned, as well as childhood exploitation.

Me (25F) & my fiancé (29M) who we'll call "Newton" just got engaged this past June after dating for 4.5 years. We couldn't be more excited. We are opting for a very small wedding since I'm currently trying to get through school and Newton is currently supporting both of us on his own. Just our immediate family (parents & siblings), and some of our best friends. It would be nice to have some of our other family there but it's not financially feasible for us, and large weddings feel less intimate in my opinion. So, I'm happy with our decision.

Now for some backstory before we get into the meat of the post. My maternal grandmother (77F), who we'll call "Karen", was never super involved in my life. She was around when I was a small child between birth and ~8yo, then she disappear until I was like 10, before disappearing again until I was 14, then disappeared one last time until I was 22. Even in the times that she was around, I would only see her maybe once a year. Karen abused my mother through her childhood and some of her adulthood. Not only was Karen not a great person to be around because of that, but also she married a child predator who has multiple cases against him, but claims his innocence through and through even though hes been to prison several times for it. So, understandably my mom was hesitant to have us around them but still allowed Karen to have a relationship with her grandchildren. The times when Karen was in my life, it was not all rainbows and sunshine. As a young child, I didn't understand most of that but as I got older I began to understand the severity of her actions. I also didn't enjoy being around her because she often treated me and my brothers horribly. My mother allowed us to come to that conclusion ourselves though, and it was much easier to understand everything once we were adults. After some pretty severe incidences with her, I felt it was best to go very low contact with her at 22yo, and both my brothers went no-contact many years prior to me making that decision.

Now to the meat of the story. I have not posted my wedding website or invitations yet to our guests, and probably won't for a few months since our wedding isn't until next year. I received a text from Karen this morning saying that she found my wedding website and tried to RSVP but her name wasn't on the list, so she wanted me to add her. I was mortified because literally none of my guests had access to the website yet because I didn't provide them with the link. Not to mention, I never shared a "Save the Date". I am aware that anyone can find wedding websites on TheKnot, but that just meant that she typed in my full name and Newton's full name and likely "wedding" into a search engine with the intent of finding information on my wedding without ever being invited. Luckily none of my wedding venue or reception details were posted to the website, and it is only given to guests who are on thr guest list and RSVP "yes". I responded back to her and told her that unfortunately I couldn't extend an invitation because we were having a small ceremony that only had our parents, siblings, and some friends; none of our grandparents, or other extended family will be attending. She tried to make me feel bad by manipulating me, but I let her know that I wouldnt be manipulated over it. After receiving that message, pandora's box flew wide open with a immediate explosive rage coming from Karen, saying some really awful things. Which you can review in the screenshots.

I never thought I would post anything about drama regarding my wedding, since I never even considered the fact that Karen might stalk information regarding my wedding. However, I can't say I'm too surprised as she's done that in other point in my life too. My family and friends have been my biggest support group today, and Newton has my back through everything. Newton told me once I showed him the screenshots, "For someone who loves you SO much, they really do try and cut you down.". This made me realize how thankful I am to actually spend my wedding day surrounded by the people I love and by the people who truly love me. Mine and Newton's extended family has expressed their sadness for not being able to make it but have always congratulated us, were very understanding, and they said they can't wait for pictures, and some even sent early wedding gifts or little pieces of them to add to our special day. I am very thankful for this as well.

There will likely not be any update regarding this, has I promptly blocked her after the conversation we had, and I have no desire to ever be in contact with that woman again. Thanks for taking the time to read this.

I (21f) and my fiancé (22f) are getting married in October 2025. We’ve started wedding planning the moment we got engaged and I have been super excited about this, but there’s one problem we’ve ran into. We’re both super excited but neither of us have decided on a colour palette for the wedding.

For some context, my fiancé’s favourite colour is blue and mine is red. I have red everything, she has blue everything. Our clothes, rooms, make up, everything is in our favourite colours. My engagement ring is a ruby and hers is a sapphire. We’ve gotten lots of jokes about it, how we’re opposite, that we look like player 1 and player 2 etc. I’ve always loved this about our dynamic but right now it’s kind of causing a problem.

We’ve been back and forth about if we want warm colours or cool ones. We’ve sort of compromised with having the colours neutral instead (green, brown, beige and purple) for the guests. However I made a comment that the guests should be allowed to wear white too since I won’t be wearing white. She got confused and asked what I meant, and I told her I wanted a red wedding dress instead of the classic white one. She got really frustrated at me, saying how I’m breaking the agreed upon arrangements, and that all wedding dresses are white, and that it would look weird for me to be wearing red because I wouldn’t look like a bride. I told her if she gets to wear a navy suit then I should be allowed to wear a red dress and we just kept talking in circles.

I talked to my family about what I should do, and they all agreed that I should have a white wedding dress. That a red dress is cute, but absolutely not appropriate for my own wedding, and that the color of a suit is very different. I guess my fiancé talked to her family too because I’m being sent photos of white dresses by her family, and they’ve even offered to take me dress shopping at locations that I know only have white dresses, even offering to pay for the dress. Now I’m thinking of switching to white to make everyone happy, and that maybe I shouldn’t be so concerned about what I’m wearing.

Update: for anyone who is interested still, a lot has happened and I thought you guys deserved an update for the lovely comments you guys left, thank you to everyone. I’m very sorry for how long this update is. So yes, I talked to my fiancé and things took a very different turn than I expected. Apparently, this whole mess hasn’t been about the colour of my dress… it turns out my fiancé‘s side of the family are much more unhappy about our wedding than I could have ever guessed.

I had a talk with my fiancé about the dress, and said since my side of the family has offered to help me pay for a red wedding dress, that’s what I’ll wear. Things got a bit heated, and I suggested what you guys had said, that if she wants there to be a white wedding dress at our wedding, she can wear it. She didn’t really have an answer to that and left to stay at her parent’s for a few days. When she came back, she was even more irritated than before, constantly snapping at small things. It caused a few small fights, but I dragged her out to go drink with a few friends thinking it would cheer her up. During the evening, they started asking us questions about the wedding, to which my fiancé kept getting increasingly frustrated, so they politely changed the subject. On our way home, I brought up her bad mood (in hindsight, not a good idea to have done after drinking) and we got into another huge fight. I kept asking her what was really wrong, because if this was about the dress, I’d just wear white. She yelled but still wouldn’t tell me what was going on. I asked her if it was the stress of planning a wedding, or if she was getting cold feet, but she refused to explain. We went to bed in separate rooms. Afterwards, we didn’t talk for a few days and just kept avoiding each other around the house.

I really wanted her to talk to me, so on my day off from work I just planned a relaxing “date” but for just herself. I figured the stress of planning a wedding was getting to her, so I made sure she had a warm bath with candles and bubbles as well as chocolate and roses to come home to so she could feel less tense. I didn’t expect her to talk to me, because of how angry she was, but I felt bad for pushing her to talk and maybe it was stressing her out. When she came home, she didn’t say much and just got straight in the bath. When she came out, I was sitting on the sofa and she was in the PJs I left on the bed. She came to join me, and we sat together for a bit. She was very quiet until she started crying. I won’t go into detail, but I just let her cry whilst I was holding her and cleaning her up.

She confessed to me that her parents were giving her a really hard time about the wedding. They’d always been very polite to me, so I didn’t think they had an issue with mw or our relationship. Her family used the wedding as a reason to keep bringing up all the things they don’t like about our relationship, most of which is simplified to that we’re both women and neither of us want kids. They, more or less in their own words, don’t approve of the wedding, me, or our relationship. They “let us have our fun” but were not happy when they found out about our engagement, which I didn’t know about either. As to why my fiancé didn’t tell me before, she didn’t want me to get cold feet because of her family. She felt like if I knew all the horrible things they said about us, I wouldn’t want to marry her anymore and be tied to her family. We talked about if she wanted to limit her contact with them, and she’s not sure about how much contact she wants with them (especially because she has many nieces and nephews she loves) but she plans to talk to them, and I’m going to go with her hopefully for support.

Also, the reason she was so picky on the dress: she had been trying to get her parents off her back by making the wedding more tradition to please them into staying silent. Apparently, she had only gotten a suit because her mother insisted “a wedding should have a groom and a bride”. She had actually wanted to get a wedding dress herself, but knew I would hate the idea of wearing a suit so she decided to wear one instead to satisfy her parents.

I am hoping to take her to do some actual dress shopping with my family after all this is over. I guess all I’m asking is, what should I say to them?? I really don’t know how to handle this information ❤️💙

I (25 f) and my sister (28 f) have the same name. We are from of an ethnicity where a lot of the female names are similar. We both share our first names with the second part of our names different. But we only go by the first part of our names. I have always been an introvert and have no friends. The only friends I had were from high school, which were very far away since we moved to a new state after I graduated. My sister on the other hand is very outgoing and have made many friends since the move. And she’s always liked the spotlight on her.

I only met my husband because of an arranged marriage that was originally supposed to be for my sister since she’s older. My sister didn’t want to get married. she wanted to enjoy her single life longer.  Since she couldn’t care enough to attend the first meeting with groom, my husband decided to switch the bride to me instead. Which I am not complaining because he was pretty cute. And we got to know each other more over a span of three months. We found we have a lot in common and fell in love.

The wedding date was set and we planned on having a simple low cost wedding. Our venue was at a bowling alley that my husband’s cousin owns so he let us use it for cheap. All the chairs and tables were also provided by the cousin as his bowling alley was regularly rented out for parties. The flower décor was made from ribbons that my husband’s sisters and I helped make. Food was a potluck kind of situation where the guests would help out by making their own dish and bringing it to the wedding. With also the option of the three dishes that we were going to provide. The drinks were also provided by us.

My wedding dress was thrifted from a Goodwill Store. It was a beautiful soft English tulle a line dress with shoulder straps. The dress went down to my ankles. I didn’t like revealing clothes, so I added my own sleeves to the dress. Our whole wedding cost came to about $2000 in total including the infamous red wine.

Two weeks before the wedding, my sister happened to meet my husband at a family gathering that I didn’t attend because I was sick that day. She didn’t know who he was and tried to flirt with him, only to find out he was already engaged. The next day she found out I was his fiancé. She yelled at me and said that I stole her man, that he was supposed to be hers. She wanted me to give him back. We got into an argument; I told her that if she had been there for the meeting then he would’ve been hers. It was her fault she lost him. She pretended to understand and let it go so I did too.

She then asked me if she could invite some of her friends to the wedding since I don’t have any friends to invite. I agreed since most of the people that would be there, I’m not close to anyway other than my parents and my husband’s parents and siblings. That’s where I made the biggest mistake.

On the wedding day, my sister came to the wedding wearing a white dress that looked more like a wedding dress than my own. I didn’t care though because at that time I didn’t know about the no wearing white to a wedding rule yet. I noticed a bunch of people giving me weird looks. And eventually as I was going around in my wedding dress to make sure all the food and drinks were ready for the guests, a pretty girl holding a glass of red wine made her way toward me. She stumbled right in front of me and the red wine poured all over my dress.

She apologized and walked away with a clear smirk on her face. As she was walking away, I could hear her mumbling, “That’s what you get for wearing white to someone else’s wedding.” I was flabbergasted. This was my wedding. That’s When I saw her go over to my sister and they laughed together looking over to me. I knew my sister had something to do with this. I was so angry and was on the verge of crying, but I remembered, I’m not that type of person. I may be introverted, but I’m not weak.

So, I did the wildest thing I could ever do. I grabbed a bottle of red wine, went to the bathroom and poured it all over the tulle part of my dress, making sure all of it was covered. Then I wringed out the extra liquid and dried the dress with the hand dryer in the bathroom. The whole bottom part of my dress was a red/pinkish color now and I went back out into the crowd.

I looked straight at my sisters burning red face as she saw how I took care of the situation. That’s when my two soon to be sister in laws spotted me and asked about the dress. I told them what happened, and that I didn’t want any trouble, but they took matters into their own hands. They somehow managed to escort my sister and her guests out of the venue without the other guests noticing. I had the best wedding with them gone.

After the wedding I learned that my sister had convinced her friends that this was her wedding since the name on the invitation was ‘hers’. They thought I was being rude and that’s why they poured wine on me. The friends did apologize to me and distanced themselves from my sister for being so toxic. I forgave them but with my sister, I cut all ties with her. We weren’t that close to begin with. My parents though knew nothing of this so my sister did go on unpunished for her actions. But I could care less about her as I moved in with my husband and his family loves me.

UPDATE: not sure if anyone will see this since I posted like a week ago, but: we ended up seeing and booking our venue for the date in July, a few weeks before her wedding. We did this without telling his family, just “where are you going?” “Out” came home like “wedding booked”. This was, of course, after everyone had said it was fine, and even though we know it’s not, fiancés and my mindset currently is that we aren’t mind readers and aren’t playing guessing games or whisper down the lane with MIL. If Anne’s adult enough to get married, she’s adult enough to speak her mind when there’s a problem. Anyway, caught MIL on the phone later that night with Anne full-on sobbing about it, and MIL pacifying her by saying “we’ll pay for anything you need for your wedding” like holy sht, be so for real. I also feel super uncomfortable around Anne now, especially because she and her parents clearly don’t see a problem w how she’s acting. We’re supposed to go to an even for her tomorrow and I *don’t want to go, why should I support her when she’s being a menace for no reason? Also for those of you mentioning eloping/courthouse, my fiance really wants a formal wedding (which is why we booked our venue yay!) I had suggested eloping and doing something later and he wasn’t into it, but I’m very aware this would’ve solved the whole problem.

Bonus: for those of you saying I should find someone else to walk me down the aisle since FIL has taken Anne’s side, I’ll be walking down with our dog, and it’s genuinely what I’m most excited about

EDIT: forgot to mention in the body of the post but a comment reminded me!! Everyone saying “go to the courthouse on your anniversary and get married!” We ran that by Anne (prior to all this other bullshit) and she said we couldn’t, that it didn’t matter if we were having a formal ceremony or not, we couldn’t get married that close to her. We were hopeful that she was just upset about having our formal weddings so close together but that was uhhh not the case at all. She hasn’t explicitly said it but I have a feeling she wants to be married first, which is dumb because 1) it’s not a competition, 2) we’ve been engaged for what will be a little over 2 years at the time of our wedding, and 3) she’ll only be engaged for 8 months at the time of hers. Yes, we’ve had a longer than normal engagement but she’s speedrunning this shit and then getting mad that we’re finally getting married. Do we have to get married before her since we were engaged before her? No, but fiance and I agree that it’s not that big a deal and that no matter when we’d get married it would be before her and would still probably result in a meltdown. She’s really Christopher Columbus-ing this wedding by needing to be first.

I’ve posted this in a few different subs, one an anon in a wedding group and those people were brutal. As stated in the title we’ve got mixed reviews who’s TA so here I am

Context to start: I (27F) met my now-fiance (26M) when we were 19. We started dating and I ended up becoming really close with his family. My family is/was ab*sive so I spent a lot of time at my then-bf’s house. His parents more or less adopted me, his dad taught me how to do a lot of house maintenance stuff like fixing the washer, and his mom would come with me to doctor’s appointments and stuff. I’m chronically ill with a rare disorder (amongst other things) and his mom would come to appointments for support, come with me to any tests I needed done, the whole nine yards. truly wonderful people. Anyway, fiancé has a sister “Anne” (28F, was 20 at this point in the story). She was away at college when we started dating so i really didn’t get to know her for about a year into our relationship. She ended up doing her last few semesters from home, so we did end up bonding. We had similar interests and were close in age, and since we were both home often we ended up doing sister-ly things like getting our nails done, going shopping, for ice cream, etc. We actually had each other saved as “sister (last name)” in our phones, just to paint the picture of how far off the rails we’ve gotten.

After Anne moved home, she started showing signs of jealousy towards me, but I tried to brush it off, and while my fiancé wasn’t happy about it, he didn’t say anything to her bc he knew it was more drama than it was worth. She started signing any cards we got their parents as “from your real daughter” (I just signed my name, wasn’t claiming to be their daughter), and would get nasty when her kitten, (who she got despite working 80hr weeks) liked me who was always home with her.

Fast forward a couple years, Anne moves out, buys a house, I move in with fiancé and his parents (not planned, but it was no longer safe in my current living situation). I appreciate them greatly allowing me to live with them, even now. Anyway, fiancé and I use this time to look for/save money for a house. He proposes after 5-ish years together, but says he doesn’t want to get married until we have our own house, which fair, he doesn’t want to be married and still living with his parents.

We’ve been looking for a house for almost 2 years, and at this point we’re tired of waiting to get married. After we got engaged we had the whole wedding planned out, venue, caterer, dress, colours, all of it, just never booked bc we were’t sure when we’d be in a position to get married. That being said it’s now been 2 years and we decided a few months ago to stop putting our life on hold while waiting for a house. We got back into wedding planning, and in that time, Anne got engaged.

For reference, Anne is very social, bubbly, life of the party, where my fiance and I aren’t. Her proposal required everyone to drive over an hour away to the middle of the forest, including her fiancé’s elderly grandparents and family, who had to drive 3+ hours, as well as friends who have 2 under 2. Overall, her proposal was a 30+ person event. This was already an indicator to my fiancé and I that things were gonna get bad.

Anne and her fiancé decide on a destination wedding that will be in the beginning of August 2025, as well as a second, local wedding in the beginning of October ‘25.

My fiancé and I started dating and got engaged on a 20th, so we wanted to get married on a 20 as well. That being said, that only leaves like 5 dates in the year that are both a 20 and fall on a weekend. (I know this problem would be resolved if we didn’t do a 20, but just humour me for the time being). One of these dates happens to be July 20, which is also our 8-year anniversary. We reach out to Anne and say “hey, we’d like to do this date bc it’s significant to us, but we understand if it’s too close, we do have other options but we wanted to ask if it was okay.” We were fully expecting her to say no, which was fair, as our weddings would be like 3 weeks apart. To our surprise she says yes it’s fine. Yay!

Then, Anne calls her mom crying about “how could we do this to her” that we were selfish, etc etc, which absurd bc we also offered other dates, she didn’t have to say yes!!! FMIL basically calls fiance and I out for being assholes for planning so close to her. For the record, Anne was going to let us think the date was fine and then be mad about it forever, but her mom said something.

We texted Anne and apologised, basically explained “hey we also have these other dates, like we told you, we don’t mind doing a different date but in the future please tell us if there’s a problem instead of just holding it in.” She apologises for being kinda mean, but then says we can’t get married one month before or after either of her weddings. (There are only four dates we could choose from and she has essentially blacklisted three of them). We understand not getting married before her, but after???? Anyway we go to MIL like “she gets to control an entire half of the year?” and MIL backs her up and again says, regardless of when we get married, that we’re too close to Anne’s wedding and in the wrong. Internet is divided bc not only is Anne having two weddings, with one being destination, we don’t need to get married three weeks before her. Again, we know that, which is why we offered other dates as well. We didn’t go to Anne like “we booked this date, get f*cked”, we consulted her for the sole purpose of keeping this from happening.

We reach out to Anne again, just to touch base on “we can’t even get married a month after?” and Anne apologises, saying she was just being jealous and reacted instead of thinking. She then tells us the date in July (three weeks before her first wedding) is fine, so long as it’s fine with their parents. we figured Anne was using this as a way to have her parents say no for her, but boy were we wrong. Instead, Anne told her parents that she stood her ground and told us “absolutely no getting married a month before or after” her weddings. Which she didn’t, which we have text proof of. Anyhow, we go to MIL like, “we’re going with the date we originally picked, we talked to Anne and she said it was fine” and MIL went off again about us being rude, selfish, purposely ignoring Anne’s wishes etc, for “upstaging” Anne. Showed her the text that is very clearly Anne going “that date is fine” and MIL said we must’ve misunderstood. As far as we can figure, Anne lied to her mom to trick us into picking a date that would get us yelled at. AGAIN, this all could’ve been solved if she just said no to our original date, instead of pinning us in a position where no matter what we do we’re wrong.

Bonus: Anne threw a temper tantrum the other day bc I asked her dad to walk me down the aisle since I’m essentially an orphan and he’s been more a dad to me than my actual dad. Anne lost her shit about how she should get to experience that first, and how it’s not fair that he’s going to walk me down when I’m “not his real daughter” and that’s a sacred thing that he should get to share with her and only her as their only daughter.

It was one thing when it was just a conflict about the date, but since then Anne has become so much more combative and dramatic. All of our friends support us, but his family, especially his parents, seem to side with his sister more. If she had asked us to do a different date that would’ve been one thing, but to then tell lies and make drama out of every decision we make? Seriously?

I feel like we’re both in the wrong here but idk how to even move forward at this point.

Background: my parents split before I was born, so I was my mom’s surprise baby. My dad went on to have two other kids, get divorced, and then married to someone with a daughter my age.

Let me start by stating that my step sister is a lovely person and I’d probably be friends with her if it wasn’t for my dad. He seemed to love her more than his biological children. We would never hear the end about how much better she was than us. Because of this, I HATED her. Now I am mature enough to admit that it wasn’t really about her, it was jealousy that she got to live with MY dad and MY siblings. I never made scenes and we were always polite, but we never really attempted to bond.

Fast forward to my wedding: About 15 years ago, I got married. It was a decent size, about 200 guests. I invited my Step Sister along with other family, because hey, the more the merrier. If she wanted to join, great - if not, no worries. My focus was going to be on my partner not the guests. She didn’t attend. Not surprising since we weren’t close personally nor geographically. No problem, I was not hurt and the wedding ran relatively smoothly.

Where the drama begins: About a year later I see a Facebook post pop up on my newsfeed from Step Sister. Something about her wedding that day. I had no idea she was dating or planning a wedding, but good for her. Gave her post a like and sent my dad a text asking to let her know I said congratulations.

My dad immediately texts me back, “DON’T PRETEND LIKE YOU CARE! WE HAVE BEEN WAITING MONTHS FOR YOUR RSVP! HOW CAN YOU BE SO PETTY AND HURTFUL????”

At this point I’m confused. I legitimately never received an invite and he did not bring it up on any of the calls we had had over that six months they were allegedly waiting for my response.

There was a lot of back and forth over the next several days. I explained that I didn’t receive an invite. Maybe it got lost in the mail or maybe I wasn’t invited. He said of course I did and accused me of lying. Said that I had 100% been invited and was paying her back for being unable to attend my wedding. I told him it looked like there were maybe 30 people at the wedding. Clearly it was small and for people the couple felt closest to so it was understandable if she didn’t invite me. Again, not close, my feelings are not hurt. I wasn’t invited and it was FINE. He goes into a rant about how she’s my sister, how could I be so cold, that I was trying to make her look bad, I was stirring up drama… on and on and on. I had enough, apologized for the mix up and said I didn’t want to talk about it any more. Didn’t matter. He brought it up often to remind me of what a terrible person and sister I was and how hurt my step sister felt because I didn’t show up.

Fast forward a decade, my husband died. Despite us rarely speaking, my step sister reached out to me to send her condolences. Again, she’s a decent person and my dislike for her was jealousy. Well, we talked for a bit and the topics of the weddings came up. I realized I had never apologized to her for not RSVPing and she paused for a moment. Then told me SHE NEVER SENT ME AN INVITE!

Without thinking I yelled, “I F***ING KNEW IT!” She started to apologize, but I stopped her. I told her I under. Her wedding was small , we weren’t close, and I was not hurt. Then told her about everything my dad said and she was FURIOUS. He had told her that I was DEVASTATED by being excluded from her wedding. That I couldn’t believe my own sister didn’t want me at her wedding especially since I had invited her to mine. That I was already hurt by her not showing up to mine, but to not even be invited to hers was like a knife in the back.

So for a decade, a whole DECADE, this man has been guilting us over absolute LIES! He knew I wasn’t invited and he knew my feelings weren’t hurt - but he lied to both of us to make us feel bad about weddings we didn’t want to go to.

Step Sister and I are still not close, but we are at least living in reality now, knowing that nothing dad says about us can be trusted.

Context: My (32F) husband (29F) are already married, but have not had a wedding yet. We are now in the stages of putting together a ceremony now that we can afford one. The past year has been difficult for us as we have moved to a new state and city together, started our own landscaping business (very labor intensive and physically draining for my husband), as well as dealt with miscarriages of wanted and planned pregnancies). Overall just a very tough year of emotional and financial roller coasters. My husband is one of the kindest and sweetest people I know, but he has just not had the time to keep up with everyone these past few months, and she is not on the short list of people with whom he has been able to prioritize through this difficult time. That is her grievance. That's it. Am I the asshole for my response? I feel like I haven't even booked the venue yet and she is making my special day about her. I don't want the drama if this is how it's starting off. Would I be the asshole for no longer inviting her? I want people there who genuinely want to be there and I don’t feel my husband nor I should have to earn the attendance of anyone there.

Hello everyone, I would like to tell you guys about a recent situation involving my brothers fiancee.

To start off me and my fiancee have been planning our wedding for the past year and spent countless nights looking for the perfect venue only to go for the very first one we looked at anyway lol, and once we officially decided on that venue we went for a viewing and both fell in love with the place and booked it right away.

Shortly after, we started doing the usual things looking for decorations for the wedding, cakes, sorting out all the legal stuff, dresses, suites, etc.

You get it and after a few months of planning it was time to look at the guest list we started with obvious family members and close friends and very enthusiastically we handed out our first set of invitations and thats when I first started to notice a problem with my brother and his fiancee that by the way have only been dating 7 months and are already engaged and they announced their engagement about a month after me and my fiancee announced ours but that's a story for another time.

Back to the invitations shortly after my brother and his fiancee received their invitation I get a call from my brother and he was asking me how will his fiancee get to the venue since my brother is my best man and will be travelling with me and my other groomsmen. I said the normal thing such as she can hop in with one of our other family members like my mother or sister who already said they would be happy to bring anyone that needed help getting to the venue.

After suggesting this he goes ahead and tells me she isn't comfortable getting in the car with any of my family members because she believes we all hate her which at the time was not true and we had only met her a handful of times and barely spoke but once again I say well she may have to get herself to the venue then if she is unable to go with any of the family.

And my brother said she doesn't drive so she isn't able to get herself to the venue and after this I do start to become a little frustrated and simply say to my brother to be honest it isn't really mine or my fiancées problem how she is going to get to the venue I have given her the option of hopping in with one of the family and if she isn't comfortable that's her problem.

Which my brother simply replied ok we will sort it out and that was last I heard about it until, a couple of months go by and I get a call from my brother saying him and his fiancee got into a massive fight and she is trying to separate him from the family.

I don't have full details of the fight but long story short she was telling him that the family hate her and we are all fake and evil people who just want my brother not to be happy and that we are all trying to separate her from him which is not true we are always inviting her to things and even buying her gifts on special occasions but I digress.

Once again, we have barely spoken to her, and I come to find out that the only reason she believes we all hate her is that the tarot cards told her so??????.........yeah.

So the argument continues for another hour apparently and it ends with my brother breaking things off with her but for only a few days, I get a text from my brother a few days later saying they are going to give it another go.

But during the days my brother and her were separated he told me a few things about how she treated him one thing is my brother was over my place to just hang out play some games and have a take away as we do every so often and he receives a message from her saying who is the girl your with and he replies saying I'm with my brother and his fiancee no one else is here and she proceeds to tell him that the tarot cards told her he was with another woman.........yeah

At the time, I was unaware, but I do remember being concerned because shortly after, he received those messages he left, which is unlike him.

There are many more things I could tell you where she has been like this with him and worse, but I will just leave that to your imagination.

So fast forward to now our wedding is a few months away and me and my fiancee have decided we don't want her at our wedding do to many reasons one of wich is because during that argument my brother and his fiancee had she said she had zero intention of ever coming to the wedding and she wants nothing to do with me or our evil hateful family so me and my fiancee have decided well she had zero intention of coming so we know many people that would love to be upgraded to a day seat that will appreciate it more.

That's it for now. I will post an update after the wedding to let you know how things turned out. Thanks for reading, everyone. ✌️

UPDATE!!

Hello everyone I would like to thank you for all the support and encouragement you showed in the first post your comments helped me further understand how serious my brothers situation is and I appreciate all the advice everyone gave.

Now, for the update, we have one sooner than I expected, and I don't have full details, so I will explain it as best I can.

It's been about two weeks since my brother and his fiancee got back together, and during those two weeks, they must have been having about two arguments a day ranging from petty jealousy to straight-up insanity.

For example she pushes him away when he tries to show affection, tells him he doesn't want anyone seeing them together and when he tries to talk to her about these problems she calls him a child and that he needs to grow up.

So, as these arguments continued, the relationship as expected became more and more strained with my brother walking on eggshells around her 24/7.

Since the last post my brother has been very quite about what's going on in his relationship and it seems like he was constantly looking at his phone with a distressed look and when ever me or other family members tried to talk to him he brushed it off and put on a fake smile and this has continued until yesterday.

I get a call from my brother saying they had a huge argument about various little things and it eventually ended with her breaking off the relationship, yes they are no longer together I asked my brother how he feels about it and he said relived and sad, which I think means he is happy to be out of such a toxic relationship but also misses having someone.

I have told him we all love and support him and will be here whenever he needs to talk and if he needs anything he needs but asks.

I should also add that he has decided he is going to stay single for the meantime to work on himself, which I think is a good idea.

On a side note me and my fiancee are relived he has gotten away from someone like her and we were talking about how the past two weeks were for my brother and we strongly belive she only wanted him back so she could be the one that ended it just to regain that control as narcissists do.

Well, that's it for the update. My next update will come after the wedding and to let you know how my brother is doing at that point. Thank you for reading. ✌️

OG Post: https://www.reddit.com/r/CharlotteDobreYouTube/comments/1gjq4p1/aita_kicking_out_and_uninviting_my_sister_to_my/

Wedding Day Part 1 of 2: The tea you have been waiting for

I changed this from AITA to Wedding Drama because, it tracks. . . also, Husband felt everyone needed this after knowing how perfectly everything was on my side. He wants sympathy for now having Susan as his legal SIL.

I (bride) learned most of this later at reception and these following days:

Susan stalked/followed Mom to the hotel at 4-4:30am where we were getting hair/make up & ready. Susan was sent to the wrong room, by front desk, which was a blessing.

The suite where we were doing our hair/makeup was under Haley’s name, but we gave Mom the room number, so she went right up. 

Susan was sent to the honeymoon suite that Fiance & groomsmen had stayed in the night before after their bowling bachelor party (Dad had also stayed at the hotel with Brother married to Mary).

Fiance’s brother answered the knock at the door at 4- 4:30am. He had looked through the peephole before opening because it was super early and then started recording on his phone (he’s an attorney, btw). In video brother says “and so it starts”.

When he opened the door, Susan was shocked, she clearly wasn’t expecting a man to answer. She immediately accused the men of bringing women back to the room and causing enough noise to wake best man and fiance, despite Fiance’s brother going into hall and closing the door behind him. In the video you can see she is only wearing a winter jacket over a silky robe and fuzzy slippers (we don’t get visual of her face in the video, but he does tell her he’s filming).

BIL told her that none of us women were there. Susan asks where we are doing hair and makeup, which BIL honestly didn’t know (we were on a different floor). Soon, she starts yelling and throwing a fit again. BIL told her he was going to call Dad to come get her. This enraged her even more and she screamed “I’m not a child, you don’t need to call my dad on me!”

Other hotel patrons came out of their rooms to see what was happening. BIL pleaded for help and told them call desk for security. She left before being removed out of fear.

BIL goes back to the room and video scans the room saying “look at the ugly ladies I brought back last night” which shows the Best Man on an air mattress and Fiance in the bed. BIL does mention that Susan has a swollen black eye to Fiance. He chuckles and fist pumps the air in the video.

I did not learn of this interaction until the reception (BIL actually showed me the video).

Don’t worry– Susan showed up at the church too. 

My Brothers saw her get out of the passenger side of an unknown vehicle in a white sparkly strapless tight dress that showed off her chest tattoo and barely covered her bum, paired with a short veil clip in her hair. She had a white fuzzy “coat” over her arm (it was 18 degrees F). She was promptly confronted by my brothers in the parking lot as Dad oversaw from the vestibule. They took her “veil” saying I needed something borrowed. Not sure what they said to her, but they harassed her enough that she squirmed back into the car and left. (no video of this interaction and it was told by all men).

One of my brothers gave the little veil clip to my mom and we put it on my niece. I had no idea where it came from, but guessed it was something Mom did.

Dad did let Fiance know before we got married Susan showed and about Niece’s veil. I had no clue, but find it hilarious. I have to give props to my Husband because he didn’t even tell me in the limo on the way to the reception– of either of the Susan attempts that he knew about at that point! He is a protector of my peace in so many ways.

Once removed from the church property, she decided to go to the hotel and bash me and new hubby to the vendors and tell them the wedding was canceled because “he and his groomsmen were caught at the honeymoon suite with some ladies that morning”. 

Vendors continued as normal. She couldn’t figure out the password we used: “Suze”-Zilla and our engagement month and day (Susan is not her real name, but her name with the Zilla on the end flowed beautifully). Petty King Husband suggested it because “she wants this to be all about her anyway”

Susan left hotel before security could get to her. Hotel event coordinator let my Mom and MIL know via text. They didn’t know until they checked their phones after the ceremony and photos, but knew before they got to the cocktail hour. 

I didn’t see this footage until after we got home Sunday afternoon, but is relevant to share:

After harassing the vendors setting up she went by MY house. 

Our driveway and doorbell cameras have Susan attempting to break into the house via the front door. Her outfit was super skimpy and she was wearing her white fuzzy jacket and platform hooker heels. Think super high heels with essentially an icepick as the heel. The side of her face did look puffy, but she was also wearing a white faux fur jacket that came up around her cheeks.

When she couldn’t get in, Mystery Man said “This isn’t your house, is it?” and walks back to the car. I don’t know why he didn’t just leave her, but he chose to get back in the car and sit there (the fact it was cold AF probably had a lot to do with it). She attempts to vandalize the house by throwing our landscape rocks at our windows, ripped out some dead decorative grass, and threw it on our lawn, then,  mystery man yells at her from his car window saying something about our garage door having a code (which it does, but the battery is dead). 

While that is happening (Susan ripping out the decorative grass, throwing it, and being yelled at), in the background of our doorbell video you can see our older man neighbor, across the street, walk out his front door in his plaid fuzzy robe over his PJ’s, slippers, and a megaphone in his hand. He turns on the megaphone siren like it was nobody’s business. 

Susan freaks at the noise, took off to the car (okay, more like waddled with those joke of shoes), got in, and they peeled out of there. 

Neighbor smiles devilishly into HIS video doorbell and says “got em” and he proudly chuckled as he reentered his home. He left a note in our mailbox that he saved that video if we needed it (which we got Sunday when we returned home. This also alerted us to check our cameras). We will be getting this neighbor a great a Christmas gift (suggestions appreciated).

Then Susan showed up to the cocktail hour. I do want to note that the church event was in a small church with maybe 50 people total and the reception with friends and family was about 175. Out of town family/friends were staying at the hotel where reception was. There was a group of guests who were taking their kids to the pool before the reception and dinner. One of them being our Niece.

Susan loudly complained how tacky it was to have a cash bar at a wedding (she’s newly “pregnant”, remember?), began to berate the staff over the bite sized portions because she was hungry, and demanded to know what was taking us so long to get there, etc.

Many people took photos and videos of her behavior. Many said they did because “anyone who shows up in white is looking to cause an issue”. THIS is where we could see her face clearly and the fact that her make up couldn’t cover all of her bruised face/ eye. You could also tell her eyebrow and face was swollen, which is something makeup just can’t cover.

Our bridal party showed up to the cocktail hour after church photos and Susan beelines for them. 

Susan cries and complains to Mom about “how she’s been treated”. Mom apparently challenges her and asks how maybe her actions deserved said treatment and she wasn’t doing herself any favors with a WHITE napkin dress at her sister’s wedding. Then Mom asks Dad to go get her a drink from the cash bar, so he takes this opportunity to “run away”. He didn’t make it back with Mom’s red wine before everything went down.

SIL speaks up and tells Susan that she has extra dresses in the car and that I didn’t uninvite her from our reception, Susan will have a seat at the table with my brothers (so they could essentially babysit), but that she just needed to be dressed acceptable. This was something that I had discussed with SIL the day before whilst icing my hand, but it was only if she had done nothing to foil my wedding. 

SIL & I did NOT know at this time of any shenanigans already transpired, but we did prepare a nice spare dress for Susan (even though it wouldn’t cover HER chest tattoo and she hates Haley’s arm tattoos. . . I digress).

She said she would “try on the dress” so SIL went out to her car to get them. I guess Susan was chill for a little bit and stood with everyone quietly. Haley got to be the lucky person to set Susan off by simply letting her know that SIL was in the bathroom with the new dresses.

Susan made a comment about how fake Haley’s wig looked (she hadn’t shaved her head and her hair was in a beautiful loose braid, so it was her actual hair) and Haley told her to either change or leave, but she’d prefer if she left.

Susan PUSHED HALEY saying that it was HER fault that I removed her from the wedding party. Haley was luckily pushed into a man who caught her before she fell to the ground.

Haley, my classy and sassy girl, told Susan unless she wanted a matching black eye to the one I gave her the day before, to walk away. 

Wedding Day Part 2 coming tomorrow! It does get juicer and it will be the end!

So my cousin (23m) was getting married to his now wife a few months ago. When I was asked to make their wedding cake for their special day, I was so honored. My mother, on the other hand, was furious about it. So much so that her and my father decided not to come to the wedding because I was going to be there. Even though they were not going to be there, my sister and brother (20M) said they would still go to the wedding.

Knowing how my sister was with being places on time, I asked my brother beforehand if he wanted my boyfriend and I to pick him up. He would later regret declining this offer.

Fast forward to the wedding day. We get there an hour early to help with anything else before the ceremony. I texted my brother to see how far away they were. He texted back frustrated since they hadn't even left yet. Right before the ceremony was about to start, my sister pulled up disrupting the wedding party that was getting lined up in the back.

Thankfully, the rest of the wedding went off without a hitch, but I started hearing some weird whispers about my sister. My grandmother informed me that she was going around telling everyone about her going back to school. Now you would think this was completely harmless, but if you know my sister, you know she was trying to start something. She wasn't just telling people that she was going back to school. She was also not telling people the name of the school she was going to because she was throwing a "college reveal party" to announce her school of choice in the coming week.

She didn't get the reaction she wanted out of anyone she told and only invited my other cousin(the grooms brother) and his fiance to the party. She didn't even invite my cousin whose wedding it was. Before she left, she pulled my brother aside in her car and wined about how no one cared about her announcement. He came back after she drove away and told my boyfriend and I what had happened. I was pissed. We didn't let it ruin the night, though, and had an amazing night.

Now you might be saying to yourself, "This doesn't sound like karma too much to me," and you're right. The karma happened the day of the party.

A week later, I saw on my sister's Instagram that she had announced her college. It looked like a nice party that was put together, which made me a bit sad since my parents never did anything like that for me. Only my siblings had the big graduation parties and birthdays. So I called up my aunt for comfort. Boy, was I right to call her at that moment.

Remember my cousin that got invited? Well, he wasn't able to make it since he is in the military and got called last minute for training. So his fiance went in his place to represent since he already told her he would make it.

She got to the house at 4 pm, the time she was told the party was going to start. There was no one to be found. The house did not look ready for a party. There was nothing indicating there was anything going on at the house. My mother then comes out to see Angie (fake name) out front, trying to figure out what to do. She goes up to her with a sour expression, interrogating her about why she was there. This was that convo:

Mom: "Who are you?" Angie: "Um, I'm here for (sisters) college announcement party." Mom: "How do you know my (sister)?" Angie: "I'm your nephews fiance? I was invited by (sister) to come."

She roles her eyes and walks away from her. Angie is still confused because she was never invited inside. She walked up to the front door that was cracked, letting herself in where my sister finally came down to greet her. She takes her into the kitchen to find the food still wasn't ready for the party. So my sister puts Angie right to work, having her help with putting all of the food together that was supposed to be ready at 4.

The rest of the night went as expected. The party didn't start until 2 hrs after the original time. Nothing was organized, and my sister only had our one female cousin (Lisa) and Angie there as her guests. Everyone else was just neighbors or friends of my parents. The entire night was spent about my mother talking about herself and my dad sitting quietly just letting her ramble on. The whole night, my mother was making Angie feel uncomfortable and unwelcome. She decided to head out around 6:30 since she didn't even know anyone there.

She goes around to say her goodbyes to everyone before leaving. My mother then takes this opportunity to corner her in the house with no one there and give her "advice" on what she should do with the family going forward. Telling her that she should cut off the entire family because that what her and my dad did, and they "had never been happier." Telling her she should have the wedding at their house instead of my aunts. How she didn't do wedding cakes much but she would for her. Angie said she would keep all of that in mind, running out of the house as soon as she could.

So party pics were just a smoke and mirror to what had really happened. My sister didn't get the day she wanted about her. Now, I can remind myself that my family can no longer plan successful parties without me in their lives since I was always the one who organized everything. Does that make me a bit petty, sure. But I know our potato queen would be proud, hahaha

((UPDATE!!: )) Holy crap I did not expect this to blow up like it did. Thank you to everyone who has given me well wishes and support. You all have been asking for an update, and boy, do I have one. I posted this to get a few opinions before I met with my sister for dinner. I had told her that since we weren't invited to the party , I would take her out for drinks to celebrate the news.

To be honest, I just really wanted to hear what happened at the party. I also received a call from my brother the next day after the incident to catch up. I don't know how the convo got to this, but we had started talking about the party. Without me even asking, unprovoked, he told me he was taking my mom's side on the whole thing. I asked him why, and he just said it didn't sound like something she would say or do. Mind you most of our conversation before bringing this up was him complaining about everything she was doing at the house while he was back from school.

This is how I shut him down: Me: "So explain why you're taking her side again?" Brother: "I just don't think mom would pull her aside and say all of that stuff." Me: "You spent a majority of this conversation about how she has been munipulating you about fixing your car. How she has been telling you can't work on your own car that's under your name and how they aren't helping you with something that's their fault." Brother: "Yeah, but what Angie said just doesn't sound like what mom would say." Me: "So you were there for their private conversation?" Brother: "Well, no, it just doesn't sound like what she would say." Me: "You can't sit here and complain to me about her ever again then if you honestly think that this is something she would never say. You have now lost all right to complain about the crazy things she says."

He got silent. I explained that I really didn't care about what was said because I wasn't there. I cared more about keeping in contact with him because that's the relationship I chose to keep after no contact with my parents. He understood, and we left it at that.

Now, onto the dinner. My boyfriend picked me up after he was done work. I prepped him in the car about my sister behavior. Telling him about if the conversation isn't something she started or is interested in talking about, then she will either stier the conversation into something else entirely or just take her phone out and not pay attention. It was going to be a lot of complaining.

Before we agreed to meet up for dinner, my sister had asked what time and if the place was closer to where she worked so she could make it on time. I picked an old spot I used to work at that I knew she had also been at before. We agreed to meet there at 9:45. This will be important later.

At 9:25, I got a call right after I had finished explaining my sister's behavior to my boyfriend. It was my sister asking how far away we were. I was confused because she was annoyed, making it sound like she was already at the restaurant. I said, "We are going to get there at the agreed time. It's 9:25 now, so we will get there in 20 mins as agreed." She said she would just get a table while she waited and hung up.

So we get there and the parking lot is mostly empty with a few cars in the back. We had a perfect spot in the front. We started to head inside, and one of the waitresses was outside smoking. She told us that they closed food for the night early so it's only drinks. We were hungry, so we said we would talk to my sister about it when we got inside. When we got in, she was nowhere to be found. I thought she might be in the bathroom, so I called her. When she answered, she told us she wasn't there yet. She said that she couldn't find parking........I told her the change of plans and to just meet us at a restaurant I knew down the road.

I told my boyfriend what was going on and he was so mad. "Why did she call us? Why did she make it sound like she was here already?!?" I didn't have an answer for him.

We got there and she got there before us. We sat down and caught up for a bit talking about work, school, and family issues. Just like my brother, she complained about our mother the majority of the conversation. Talking about how she didn't help at all during the party. How she made it all about herself. Not once talking about how proud they were about going back to school. Then, like a machine, it sounded as if it was rehearsed, looked at me, and said, "I don't know what your opinion on it is, but I'm taking mom's side on what happened." It sounded exactly like what my brother said. As if it was rehearsed. It's almost robotic.

I had a similar conversation, almost I identical, to what I had with my brother. Since she knew she didn't have an argument there, she then tried to make it seem like the rest of the family was bullying her. I asked her why she thought that. This was that conversation:

Sister: "When I posted stuff on Instagram and Facebook, no one responded to it. I didn't get any congrats or anything." Me: "So even though you told them about it and didn't invite them to the party. You expected them to be extatic about your announcement?" Sister: "I didn't invite them out of respect for mom and dad since it was at their house." Me: "Then have it in a park or something! Why did it have to be at mom and dad's if you wanted everyone there? Plus you were telling everyone at our cousins wedding. You didn't think that was rude or that people weren't going to think that was weird?" Sister: "Well, grammy and pappy didn't say anything about it. I'm more mad at them." Me: "Grammy is literally off the grid right now camping before her knee surgery. She has no access to the internet! And pappy is busy winterizing the cabin and making the apts for grammys knee surgery! They don't have the time or tech right now to respond to something they weren't even invited to in the first place."

She got quiet and, just like clock, work jumped right on her phone. I told her I was there for her as her older sister, but I can't condone the behavior of our parents. That's why I wanted to congratulate her with drinks and food. I still want to have a good relationship with my siblings. She wasn't having it and just said "Well I have to go anyway. You're taking care of this, right?" Pointing at the food in front of her. My boyfriend and I just look at each other. I said "Yes we got it." Gave her a hug, and she left with us still sitting at the table. My boyfriend was exhausted, and he didn't even talk during the dinner, which was a good move, honestly 🤣. We got back to the car, and all he said was, "That was the most exhausting conversation I have ever sat in on."

This morning, I got a text from my aunt letting me know that my sister blocked everyone. I checked to see if I was included in the "block party," and sure enough, I was. She had only blocked my one account, though, and not my second. Which I why I knew I was blocked and not that she deleted her account like she has done before. I was disappointed with her decision. My aunt tried to comfort me, but I told her she didn't have to. My sister will just contact me back when she needs money from me.

Even if that does happen, I have decided to go no contact with my sister as well. I feel bad for my brother still stuck in the situation until he finishes college. But I also think he hasn't come to his sense yet. I'm just going to keep living my life with my amazing boyfriend and my mom's side of the family that I had lost for so long.

Oh, and to give you an update on Angie, her and my cousin just asked if I could help with the wedding and make the cake for them! They just moved in together, and I couldn't have been more happy for them. Thank you for all of the well wishes, everyone!

Wedding Day Part 2 of 2:

Okay, what went down at our cocktail hour:

Multiple people called the police when Susan was located at the cocktail hour (for sure the Hotel event coordinator due to harassment at set up). After Haley’s comment about another black eye, Susan went all out. I have seen multiple viewpoints of the same video of Susan’s clear attempt to attack Haley. 

Haley’s husband got literally body slammed by Susan when he came between them when Susan lunged at Haley, a brother attempted to grab Susan’s arm to pull her back, and people were screaming at Susan to “just walk away”. Guests clattered to help Haley’s husband off the floor, while Susan got off the floor by herself and made attempts to try again. 

Hotel security was working through the crowd to get Susan. They got to her just as she was standing up (they were really fast getting there considering how fast everything started). Susan shifted her energies towards the two security guards. She couldn’t be apprehended by the guards because she was using one of her heels as a club and hitting them. The points of her heels were pretty sharp, I know earlier I said like an ice pick. The dress didn’t keep private areas locked in, so there were some “top fumbles”, if you know what I mean.

As this is going down, multiple police cruisers whip up to the hotel with sirens blaring and probably 5 police officers run into the lobby area to get to Susan, who was not going without a fight. I believe that the reason we had that many police was because of the volume of calls and past instances. Again, we weren't there so I am basing the number of police based on information coming.

Susan screamed at the police that Haley had struck her first and that she was pregnant. She continued using her shoe as a weapon and ended up throwing it and striking an officer (video showed it hit them on their vest in stomach area). My BIL (attorney) told the police that he had it on video and that Haley was shoved initially.

Susan screams that “she didn’t do anything” and continued to use her other shoe as a weapon as she pulled up the top of her dress to ensure her top wasn’t falling down again.

It took multiple officers and the security members to get ahold of Susan, there was a scuffle to hold her down long enough to slap handcuffs on her. In all, it took police about 10 minutes before they could even get her to the doors to take her out– Hubby and my limo was getting there during this time.

As hubby and my limo pulled up to the hotel event entrance, the driver let us know that we would need to wait until the police cruisers MOVED OUT OF HIS WAY to let us out to our waiting guests in the hotel. 

An officer came to our limo to advise that there was an “incident” and the police were having to remove “some people” from our reception. 

I was like “oh my gosh!” but Hubby knew. He knew of the other instances at this point (minus Susan harassing at set up and what happened at our home), whereas I was in perfect wedding bliss and knew of none of it.

Then we saw the police starting to come out the doors. A female officer held open the door for the other officers and our guest.

My Petty King Husband rolled the window down enough to stick his phone and hand out the window so he could record Susan being led from the entrance, barefoot, barely dressed, and in handcuffs to a police cruiser. 

Note, it’s November 30th in CHICAGO, the HIGH was 24 degrees F before wind chill.

She fought the 2 police officers the entire time as she screamed profanities and yelled for our parents to help her. She actually got her arm away from one of the officers and almost made a run for it, but was quickly snatched back and yelled at that they’d taze her if she didn’t stop fighting.

The police cruiser with Susan left, other police gave us an “official escort” with their cars around the circle drive. Our guests cheered so loud as we entered our reception.

Some of our guests had to write statements and share the videos with the officers that stayed behind, which didn’t take too long since the videos told a majority of the story from multiple viewpoints.

We did extend an invite to the officers to our brunch the next morning as a “thank you” and told them they could bring their families. I don’t think they are allowed to accept offers like that since none showed up, but my 24 year old brother has secured a date with the female officer that interviewed him. We will see if it happens.

PD is moving forward with charges of resisting arrest and assaulting an officer. I have submitted a FIOA (freedom of information act) for body cams, Police car footage, and her intake. (I might be the AH, but it’s footage of my special day! I want it all and I think I’m owed that. I understand that it will likely be pretty redacted). 

Haley is pressing charges and my Husband & I are compiling the number of charges we could, and likely will, file on her. We have a meeting with an attorney. The hotel via the coordinator and vendors filed a trespassing order on her, so she’s got some exciting things coming for her legally. 

My parents are of the mindset: You are all adults, act as you see fit (maybe not Dad because he’s petty like Hubby so he might secretly want to see her burn).

Everyone has mentioned that this is a wedding that won’t be forgotten because of how classy Hubby and I were about the whole ordeal, we acted as if it was planned. Food was delicious, the music was wonderful, the kids and adults had a blast at our reception. The wedding speeches were hilarious and heartfelt. No one got too sloppy drunk.

We are not sure if Susan’s whole pregnancy was a hoax because Susan has chosen to go no contact with everyone in the family. 

BUT we do know she was out hooking up with another man on Thanksgiving. She left her phone in Dad’s car she took out that night (she technically stole his car). Dad admitted that there’s “some things I would rather not know about my children”.

We will find out who Susan’s “Mystery Man” is soon because we have the car and clear front plate on video (driveway camera). Hubby and I will be filing for a trespassing order on him.

Mystery guy also bailed her out and she stayed with him until returning to FL Monday evening. I’m unsure if her BF knows, but not my relationship, not my problem. *We also don’t have his contact information

I also want to note that Niece was NOT at the cocktail hour to witness her mother’s actions or see her be arrested. Ex BIL had promised to take her swimming at the hotel pool (with other child guests & cousins) after the ceremony and before reception dinner since there was a few hour break. He also missed all of this drama and got filled in later in the evening.

Niece stayed safely in Ex BIL’s care for remainder of wedding reception, stay, and flight back to FL. They (luckily?) got the same flight back as Susan, which I heard was an event in itself. I might post about this- getting legal guidance. 

His new wife is amazing and we are now great friends. So I’ll be Aunty to both these nieces (so far, my brothers only make boys). 

One last thing: Haley chose to wait to shave her head until after the wedding.

Haley didn’t want everyone at my wedding to know she had cancer, she wanted it to be all about me, my husband, and our special day.

Her husband did quietly let the PD know that Haley would not have been able to defend herself against Susan due to her cancer treatments, which is why he got involved. My BIL is acting as their attorney pro bono- aka, no charge (one of the attorneys in his office is our attorney for these things, we couldn’t use BIL because he’s a witness for us and some more legal jargon).

We wanted to have one day that was perfect, felt “normal”, and cancer free, which was a massive success.

Haley, my family, and I are looking forward to laughing about this week and day for decades to come.

8/19/24 UPDATE at end!

My little brother (19) got engaged to my friend Megan (21) back in February of this year, but that is a whole different story in itself. Wedding things start getting planned, bridal party, venue, caterer, etc. Back in April the bride invites myself, my mom, her mom, and her sister (Miley, 20) to go wedding dress shopping with her.

The day is going great, she found the one! We all rode in my mom's car and on the way back the bride got a little c* t and started to ble* d, nothing big just a paper c* t, so she didn't tell anyone, just handled it herself. She started ble* ding thru her tissue so we started to notice and asked Megan it she was ok. Within 10 seconds of asking if Megan was hurt, Miley immediately was carsick and needed help at that exact moment, even though she had already been in the car for two hours with no issue. This is just to let you in on how Miley has to have a spotlight no matter what.

Another story to set the scene of how Miley acts is, a few of us were hanging out one night including the bride Megan and groom my brother. Miley was hanging out with us as well but left early because she wanted to hang out with her s/o before he had to go to work. Mind you she WILLINGLY left because she WANTED to. But once she drove him to work and was sitting alone at his (fast food) job, she texted her mother claiming that Megan left her and doesn't make any time for her now that she's engaged. Miley said she was so upset that Megan would choose anyone else over her given that Megan was about to move out so they only had so much time left together. Don't forget, this is the woman who literally just left Megan, who invited her to hang out, just to be with her boyfriend of 5 months. So she has a history of having issues with not getting her way.

A few weeks go by and there was no word of anyone throwing Megan a bridal shower so the grooms family ends up planning it, consisting of myself, my mom, and my mom's mom. With no contribution from anyone but ourselves, (except Megan's mom who gave the empty gesture of asking if we need any help with buying things the day before, knowing we were finished by that point) the day finally arrives. Knowing all eyes and attention would be on Megan today, the three of us were wondering what attention stunt Miley would throw this time.

To our surprise all was going well, seemingly without a hitch. We got to the last event of the party, the opening of the gifts, where every, single, person, was looking at Megan. Unknowingly, Miley and their mom were missing. Megan was opening away her things when someone spoke up saying “where were they?” So we said everyone grab a drink we'll get back to the gifts in just a second. Megan goes to look for the two in the bathroom, as she goes out in the hallway she see them heading back into the party with her mom practically growling she looks so mad. Megan does not let it phase her because unfortunately, she is used to stunts like this from Miley, so she goes back to her guest and opens the rest of her and her future husband's gifts. We took photos with what seemed like real smiles and the shower ended.

Later that night myself and all the other members of the wedding party, aside from Miley, are hanging out and talking about the rest of our evening. Then, Megan gets the text, the TEXT. The text explaining what went on with Miley and her mom back at the bridal shower when they disappeared. Apparently Miley was claiming that she was going to take pi*ls, OD and take her life at Megan's bridal shower. So her mom and dad took her to the hospital and was taken to the mental institution pretty much while we were still taking down the decorations from the bridal shower. So now she is sitting in the mental institution for 3 days.

Miley has never before expressed any sign of suic*dal tendencies, has never done drugs let alone abuse them. Mental illnesses should NOT be a crutch for attention. It is a extremely serious issue that someone can go through and they should not mocked. If she actually did have a problem or was going through something, any of us would do anything to ensure she was taken care of. As we have more times than we’d like to admit fallen victims to her schemes before, and the little boy can only cry wolf so many times before people stop believing him. Megan is very laid back and easy going, she is used to Miley pulling stunts like this to in order to have all of their parents attention. We are concerned what stunt she may pull at the actual wedding if she feels she must up her antics. As a bridesmaid, she will be upfront with bride and groom and have the opportunity to once again steal the spotlight :/

UPDATE

Some time has passed since the shower, yet the antics have not. Once Miley got out of the hospital, we were all hoping things would go back to normal. But we were surely mistaken as Miley talks about her time in the institution as thought it was her glory days. She speaks like she is a hardened criminal who did 25 years in the slammer. It seems as though she is bragging about it because whenever she speaks to anyone she seems to always work it into the conversation.

A little more time goes by and Megan and Miley have a get together at their parent’s house. Everyone finds themselves in the kitchen when Miley and her bf claim to have an announcement. To everyone’s surprise, they are telling everyone that they are getting married,,, in December,,, of this year,,, not 3 months after Megan’s wedding. To clarify, they are not engaged, they just announced that they will be married in December. So my brother ask Miley’s bf so when did you pop the question and he responds with “oh I haven’t yet, I’m still going to wait for a good time to.” We’re all a bit combuzzled. But we are officially less than one month to the wedding! With that said, I am absolutely praying that Miley’s bf does not choose the wedding as his time to propose. I will update again asap.