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This happened today. For some context I am 16M and my friend is 15M.My school has compulsory Saturday science school for all year 11s and it finished at 1. I was planning on going to the cinema and am on my to the party right now. My friend asked me to come and I told him it's not my party and I shouldn't bring people if they aren't invited.He started begging me to come to the party and I told him if he wants to come ask [PARTY HOST] and not me. He started blaming for not being able to attend the party etc.I would consider myself popular and this party was only about 12-15 people that were close friends and I didn't want to be to ruin that and since he knew a few of them I told him again to asked the [PARTY HOST] but he refused saying it is too embarrassing to ask for an invite and started swearing at me and I got pissed off and I told him to fuck off. AITA? I feel really bad but don't know if was being a dick or not.
explicitly telling ny friend to come with me to a party

*tldr at end. Throwaway acct bc I just don't want this on my main.*

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Title sounds bad, but basically I(16F) don't love my dad. Let's start with background on that.

My mom and dad met, mom got pregnant with my sister, they married. Had my other sister and me. Somewhere along that time my dad got addicted to drugs and alcohol, and it escalated to restraining orders, daily fights when he still came by etc. Eventually when I was 2, he came by and ended up locking us in the house and lighting it on fire.

We're all fine, house burns down though. Dad is arrested and sent to prison. Mom and him get divorced and he loses visitation rights/other parental rights. In that time my mom had to move from Michigan to Ohio(4 hours) for a job, and that's where I grew up.

My dad sent letters, called, and we visited him twice in prison, and both times I don't remember. So I basically grew up with him barely in my life until around age 12(I think) when he got released.

We visit him occasionally, but the 4 hours distance can be hard to work around school/activities/etc. Still, we see him in the summer and some holidays. About 3-5 times a year, from a couple days to a month long. It was somewhere along this arrangement that I realized I didn't love him. It isn't that I hate him, I just never was able to build a connection and now it just seems we are living different lives in different places.

My sisters get on my case about it("he's our dad you have to love him") but whatever. What I'm here about is... AITA for not being honest with it?

I always say I love him back, hug him, smile, basically just act happy and loving to all his typical dad advances. I only do it in response to his actions, otherwise I just treat him like any other teenager to adult would. Still, as far as he knows I'm still his "baby girl" and he's still my dad beyond just blood. I haven't told him about not loving him/my lack of any real connection and how building one now seems impossible. Honestly, I don't know if I ever will tell him.

AITA for doing this despite knowing my true feelings? Or am I not since telling him wouldn't be really necessary with how little I see him currently.

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tldr: Dad went to prison when I was 2, grew up without him in my life much, now live 4 hours away and rarely see him. I don't love him, but act like I do. AITA for not being honest about it?
lying to my dad about loving him

Disclaimer: This is not me, but my mom writing this. So every 'me' and 'I' is actually my mom.

My ex, our kids and I went out of town to see my mother for couple of days, since she is in hospice. We all went to my sister in law's parents house for dinner. We all had a good time and our kids wanna head back to the hotel and go swimming. 

My ex got his GPS working and was going to what it is saying, but then he begins wondering why the GPS was not taking him to the right direction that he wants to go. So after a little bit, he begins to get frustrated. So I decided to pull my GPS and help him out.

After seeing the directions on where to go, I told him to turn the direction my GPS is saying to go, but he seems that he doesn't want to listen to me. I then got a bit angry and told him to turn. He told me not to raise my voice at him, which I wasn't, I was only just trying to help him, because I can see that he is frustrated and confused. Well, he seems that he doesn't want to listen. So I got angry and yelled at him to listen to me.

He then slammed on the breaks and told me to get out, but I refused. I started yelling at him and cussed a few words in front of my kids, telling him to listen to me. He still won't listen, and tells me to get out again. So, I slammed my phone on the floor, crossed my arms and I was burning mad, because I know from our previous arguments that he would never listen to me. He then made our daughter hold the phone and help him head to the right direction back to the hotel. Finally, he was able to follow it, and eventually, we had reached the hotel.

So, who was the asshole in this situation?

yelling at my ex husband because he's not listening to me and the gps

