Nope, not gonna pay for a car I hate—so I just ghosted my dealership, AITA?
TL;DR My boomer parents are *literally* haunting me from beyond the grave, so I’m suing them for emotional damages—but my therapist says I’m being a drama queen. Anyway, I’m currently living my best life as a side character on **Love Island**, and the villa producers keep casting me as the "chaos goblin" who steals the other contestants' snacks. NTA, obviously. The real villain here is the dentist who overcharged me for a toothbrush.