People Who Cut Ties With Their Family Share Why They Did It.
There is a wonderful quote by Maya Angelou that goes, "Family isnt always blood, its the people in your life who want you in theirs: the ones who accept you for who you are, the ones who would do anything to see you smile and who love you no matter what.
Unfortunately, in some cases, immediate family and blood relatives have to be cut out. Sometimes it's a neglectful mother, an abusive, aggressive father, or aunts, uncles and cousins that take advantage of you and have zero remorse for their horrible actions.
In this article, people who cut off their family for good reasons share their stories.
[Source can be found at the end of the article]
My parents divorced when I was two and my father was still pretty active in my life. His mother watched me while my mom worked, until she had a stroke when I was six. Shortly before that, he had gotten married to this vile woman who made it clear that I had no place in her family. Numerous things happened when I was left in their care, the worse among them was being forgotten all day in a pool and had after around 8-12 hours my ginger butt was blistering and oozing.
After a while I start to try to force distance between myself and my father. I stopped taking his calls, quit engaging with him.
When my mom and (Step) Dad moved to California they moved my grandmother out of the home that her husband, my grandfather built in Houston to a 3rd rate nursing home, gave my childhood toys to his wife's grandson (Classic TMNT, Legos, GI Joes) and sold everything else of value.
She died in 2006, I was only told that the woman who helped raise me had died via my mother's younger sister who was married to my Father's best friend. We haven't talked since.
So, my father wasn't physically abusive, but he screwed over everyone in his family keeping his wife happy.
Serving in Iraq, my family didn't bother telling me my Mother had died. I found out via email two weeks after funeral. By the time I got home, they had divided all of her possessions, I got a brown envelope with 4 pictures of her in there. Got up and left, never went back. I married a girl from overseas, try to get her a Visa, my Aunt finds out, sends letter to the Embassy stating that I'm an unsavoury character, and that the marriage was most likely a scam. Visa denied, I'm now leaving the country.
I didn't totally cut them off but I moved across the continent and refuse to visit. My mom said that if I wasn't her child she would want nothing to do with me so I don't initiate contact with her. I just don't see the point in maintaining a relationship where you don't want one.
I don't speak with my mother. She allowed me to be abused by her boyfriend when I was little. She was messed up on pills. Whenever she left the house I'd beg her to take me with her and she never did. I tried to form a bond in my adult life but she kept bringing up the past when I told her not to. And then I cut all ties.
My mum was a horrible person. She was emotionally abusive and neglectful my whole life. She only had kids for the benefits. My brother was 18 months younger than me but because he was taller she would often mix up our ages. She often mixed mine and my sisters names up. I hated her for years but I finally cut her out when I was 19. My Dad died from cancer just before my birthday. In an argument, when she tried to convince me my sister is a prostitute (she's not) my mum used my Dad's recent death to try and hurt me. I walked out of her house and haven't seen her since. I'm 24 now and when I meet new people I just tell them both my parents died.
They barred me from even visiting after I came out to them. Among other things, they called me mentally ill, they said they were glad I wouldn't be having children, they said that God would punish me for my "lifestyle choices," and they blamed me for making them respond like that.
My mother is a drugged out alcoholic that basically had zero positive impact on my life. I didn't have the courage to cut her out of my life (fear of triggering another suicide attempt) until I had kids of my own. I love my children and they will not be witness to the same things I've seen.
I feel no remorse. And anyone else living with such toxicity in their lives; there is no shame in cutting ties with family members. Protect yourselves and find a way out.
Because a simple text from my father would send me into a full blown anxiety attack. A message from my mother stresses me out, but not as badly. I shouldn't feel so unsafe from the people who are supposed to have been my biggest safety net, but I DO feel unsafe, and I deserve better than that.
Dad owes me $10,000+. A while back my mom showed me all the these statements of the account that was holding money I was to be receiving from a lawsuit settlement. Continuous in/out transfers of funds to his personal accounts. I was naive to think he'd ever do something like that when I was coming out of high school and going to college.
The father's side of my family is full of extreme alcoholics, drug abusers, child molesters, and yes, as of recently, a murderer.
I cut off contact with them years ago and chose to live my life without that sort of things. I don't have to see it, worry about it, waste resources trying to help them (when they don't want to be helped), etc. I can go on living my life with the values, ethics, and morals that the other side of my family raised me with, live my own life, and build a successful, socially-contributive household of my own... and have done so.
Think of it as risk vs. reward. It's nice to have interactions with them and you'll feel guilty for not contacting them and you even start to miss them but it's never worth their emotional recklessness that they hurt you with. Simply put; life is better without that person in it. Essentially any kind of act of kindness or interaction or even an inheritance is not worth emotionally wrecking yourself for a few months.
I never had much of a relationship with them. I always felt like an outsider and unloved. I never loved them but I don't hate them so much anymore. My mother was emotionally/verbally abusive when I was growing up and my father never stood up to her.
I guess the only positive thing I can say is they tried their best. Maybe my expectations were too high. I don't know.
Because my mom decided she would rather be with her drug addict boyfriend and do meth than take care of her 17 year old and 12 year old daughters. She moved from Tennessee to California and left them with her drug addict husband who sells meth. She likes to pretend everything is normal and fine but I haven't talked to her since she left and I don't intend to.
It's not that I cut my mom off, but I will only talk about superficial stuff with her when we do talk and nothing personal. The thing is, she will always try to tell me nothing is my fault and I never have to take responsibility. When I was in school, every bad grade was the teacher's fault. When I struggle at work it's my boss's fault. When my relationships fail its my ex's fault. She means the best but it took over a year of living in her house as a NEET after college to realize the toxic influence she has on my life. I love her but she makes me a terrible person.
They were upper middle class which gave me everything they wanted growing up. They never hit me or abused me or anything like that. However they never got to know me, saw any value in me independent of themselves and generally always spoke down to me. Most people dont understand how that can be enough to cut them out but I dont care, my life is better now than before.
I cut off my mom. She's a depressed alcoholic and she mistreated me and my two sisters for as long as she had custody. She went before the courts with a known drinking problem, got 50/50 custody. She drove drunk with us in the car sometimes. She almost killed herself several times, ending up in the hospital at least three times. Finally, after almost killing herself again, my dad took her back to court. The judges agreed she shouldn't get to see us. However, she was allowed visitation at my dad's discretion. We were put in therapy for trauma. I refused to see her and hoped that my sisters would follow suit. They didn't. Lo and behold, six months later she pulls a knife on my stepdad and my younger sister. They're not allowed to see her anymore, I still refuse to this day. If I never see her again it will be too soon.
Growing up instead of encouragement they would criticize me to bolster their own self esteem and destroy mine. It came to a head during a divorce and the criticism turned to outright sabotage behind my back. I could not think of a way to continue on with people in my life actively trying to bring me down.
Have not completely cut them out but are on the verge of cutting ties with my family. My wife is very family-oriented and we are struggling with it. But the main reasons are they are violently unstable, man-children. Father recently said he was going to kill himself in front of one of my siblings as well as her children (his grandchildren), mother got her legal weed card and is high24/7 (I am pro-legalization but she cannot function). The reason we have begun to split-off is because we are discussing having a child and realized we would not feel comfortable allowing them near our future kid.
My biological father was never present in my life, so I didn't meet anyone on that side of my family until I was 10 years old. The person I met was my father's dad.
After getting him sent to prison, that entire side of the family had nothing but hatred for my brother and I because apparently we were the monsters in that situation. We decided no contact was the best thing for everyone.
I've since met my dad, and even tried having a relationship with him, but he's too much of a stranger while trying to be an overbearing father so it makes me uncomfortable and I've been trying to keep plenty of space between us.
I cut off my dad's side of the family because all my cousins are older than me and my brother (by 5-10 years) and since we were kids they would just bully us and my uncles would start encouraging them... Next thing you know, growing up I realized they are just uneducated jerks who talk trash about everyone, and honestly, I don't need that in my life! Can't wait to eventually get married and not invite them!
After my mom passed away, her family were total jerks to me. They'd yell at me over things that were in no way my fault, basically using me to get their anger and frustration out. So I said nope, and cut them out. I was 18, recently turned 26 and haven't spoken to any of them since.
I might be cutting my dad's older sister out soon too. She's an alcoholic and is causing a ton of crap, my grandma passed over the summer and the estate has still been untouched because she contested it and is suing my dad because she's pissed that she wasn't the executor. There are some other reasons too, but a lot of it is jealously and anger fueled by booze. She started including me on group texts last week, despite the fact that I have absolutely nothing to do with what she's raging about, simply because I'm an adult and should know what's going on. I got tired of her harassing me, so I blocked her number. We'll see what happens.
They were over the top controlling. Needed me to pick up the phone 4+ times a day, visit 1-2 times a week, and constantly criticized my choices. Heaven forbid I missed a phone call, then the triangulation and guilting would start.
But that wasn't enough. It wasn't enough when they gave me panic attacks. It wasn't enough when they made my husband weep in his workplace. It was finally enough when I had my little boy, and was watching them manipulate him. Telling him that he would never be as cool as they were, and that he 'owed' them for every little thing, when he was just 2 years old. It made me realize just how purposeful it was, and how damaging it could be.
Three therapists told me to leave, but I didn't listen. I needed that 'mama bear' backup to get out. The last therapist told me "In saving your son, you might finally save yourself.
After my parents died my only remaining grandparent decided that I must be megarich and that she wanted some of the money. (I wasn't megarich, it's just that her definition of "rich" encompasses literally anyone who has a job) She teamed up with my drug-dealing uncle, fresh out of jail for armed robbery and GBH, and they stalked me for about two years. Phone calls at all hours, often threatening in tone, turning up to loiter outside my building, following me in the car, that kind of thing.
I was young and scared and didn't want to incur the wrath of the rest of the family by calling the police, so I just kept my head down and rode it out until I was finally able to move and escape from them. I was a bit sad to have to cut off from the entire family, as there were a few relatives I liked, but they were all too close knit and messed up.
I realised I had to cut off my dad to protect myself emotionally when I was really young.
He used to say he was coming to take me for the weekend and then never show up. I'd still be sat there with my bags packed hours after he was supposed to come. My mum would eventually ring him and I'd hear them arguing over the phone in the other room, then she'd put me on the line and I'd pretend I wasn't crying while I listened to his excuses and apologies. Eventually he stopped even pretending he would come.
It was the most painful and humiliating thing I've ever lived through. I was a really outgoing kid and slowly this just killed my self esteem and confidence.
Years after all this he tried to rekindle a relationship but I wasn't interested. I had a strong suspicion it would end in tears...mine, not his...and I wasn't up for round 2 of all that.
I don't talk to my dad because all it is is us disagreeing with each other. He's never happy for me and wants me to live my life as a copy of himself. I like my life just the way it is, but he's always trying to guilt trip or bribe me into doing things I don't want to do. Phone calls from him stressed me out because I knew it meant a fight of some degree was coming. I guess the breaking point was probably when I told him I was dating a transwoman and said we WERE going to get married and if he didn't want to walk me down the aisle... I didn't get any farther into that sentence. He said he didn't want to, that he wouldn't attend my wedding and that I need to change my ways right now, lest I lose my chance of becoming a baby factory as God intended. I stopped talking to him not long after that. If you're not gonna put any effort into having a loving relationship with me, I'm not going to either.
Growing up my dad poisoned my mind against most of the rest of my family. When I turned 18 I joined the military and sent money to my father to help support him until he found ways to support himself. Shortly thereafter I began to realize that a lot of my childhood had been pretty messed up. He was psychologically abusing his new girlfriend and would call me to... I don't know - 'brag' about it or something. I told him he had to stop because she loved him and he was treating her horribly. He didn't get it and eventually I hung up on him.
He killed himself. I wound up contacting my extended family to let them know, only to discover that they didn't hate me and that a lot of the stuff my dad had told me about them was lies.
My middle sister is an emotional vampire. Everythings got to be about her and her feelings. I finally blew up on her in February after I was diagnosed with breast cancer, I asked everyone to not say anything until I was comfortable releasing the information. So of course, she goes and tells a mutual friend about it less than 24 hours later.
This friend was her boss like 2-3 levels up, and Sister wanted to make sure I could get the time off when I need to take care of you. Which 1. I didnt ask you to do that 2. You completely tried to make my cancer diagnosis about you and 3. I had asked you to keep your mouth shut!
I found out about this, because Mutual Friend called me to see how I was feeling. Since I quit talking to her, Ive gone through treatment and recovery, lost over 30 pounds and Im much less stressed.
Best decision Ive ever made.
My dad has been a really passive parent my whole life. I saw him once or twice a year my whole life. I was 34 when we found out we were expecting a little girl.
My dad wasn't always financially stable, and was in the horse racing business. I decided to invest a small amount of money with him in a horse, with the plan on building up a business so he could move close to me. Putting him in my daughter's life and giving him some financial stability.
He basically stayed where he was, made me handle all the horse liability. We were doing well for the 6 months we were racing, without him being there. He could've made the jump and built upon the success, but stayed where he was. I got out of the business and cut ties. He never once came to see my daughter.
I didn't want my daughter to deal with the same disappointment I dealt with my whole life. Just comes down to that side of the family didn't bring anything of value to mine or my daughter's life.
I cut off my mother. I didn't feel like a human anymore around her.
She would disappear for days when I was young. I remember being so hungry sometimes that I would put A1 steak sauce on crackers because I wasn't able to make food or didn't have food. I slept on a couch or a futon while my mom took the queen size bed. She would drag me by the hair or pinch me until I bruised if I messed up on a chore. When she found out her boyfriend had sexually abused me, she told me she loved him too much to make him leave. That was when I felt I had truly lost my human value to her.
When I got older, I moved out as fast as I could. Even when I was free she would call me, message me, and even try to find me where I worked to berate me or tell me I was an awful daughter. One of the last calls I had with her, she called me worthless and awful because I wouldn't give her money. She wasn't even excited I had gotten married and told me I'd be a bad mother anyway.
I haven't contacted her since and probably never will.
Less than half an hour after my mother died, my great aunt told me I had no right to be in the room with her body because I am a drama queen who never truly loved my mom. I was 15 years old. That's not something you say to a kid who lost a parent.
I am way better off without that toxicity. I am lonely, but safe.
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
I Know What I LikeGiphy
My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
Albert or ArnoldGiphy
Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
Spontaneous Dolphin ExistenceGiphy
How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.