Monthly Meme - The AITAs of March

[pumpkinhollow]

BEWARE THE AITAS

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ry havoc, and let slip the hounds of war interpersonal conflict! In this month's mingle, spin us a yarn of drama, suspense, romance, or petty arguments. Submit the tale for judgement to the court of public opinion, in pursuit of the answer to one all-important question--- "Am I the asshole?" You may defend yourself, but ultimately it is up to your neighbors to decide your fate.

Unlike other public forums, we don't have any rules about fake stories, validation posts, excessive arguments in the comments, or stabbing the emperor. Fudge details to your heart's content, but don't be surprised if the other people involve in the story jump in with a counter-argument. To vote, here is a glossary of important shorthand:

• OP - "Original poster", the person who submitted the story
• YTA - "You're the Asshole," for when the OP is the primary wrongdoer
• NTA - "Not the Asshole," for when the OP is the one who was wronged
• NAH - "No Assholes Here," for when no one is technically in the wrong, the conflict was simply a misunderstanding
• ESH - "Everyone Sucks Here," for when all parties are in the wrong and all of you should be ashamed of yourselves
• JAH - "Justified Asshole," for when OP is definitely an asshole, but for good reason
• INFO - "Information," for when the story is too vague to make a decision, usually followed by a question

Stories should include the OP's name in brackets and then a punchy title in the subject line. Additionally, you may use [ANONYMOUS] in place of your name--- this will allow players to know who OP is, but the characters will not know. Have fun!

Comments

[tisnotthehouse]

Then it's obviously not your fault. Your body needs what it needs to support your existence, and you have as much right to that existence as any other living thing. Furthermore there is nothing alive that doesn't partake of the death of others in some way or another -- even stationary plants require the detritus left by decaying plant and animal matter to restore nutrients to the soil in which they spend their lives. When the soil becomes spent, they too die.

Many sapient species like to believe that their intelligence allows them to stand apart from this cycle, but that is a comforting lie at best. Sooner or later, the great wheel of nature will either have its due, or everything that lives within its bounds will perish. You are simply a more dramatic example of this truth than most.