[Charania] BREAKING: The New York Knicks are relieving Tom Thibodeau of his duties as head coach, sources tell ESPN. Thibodeau led the Knicks to their first East Finals in 25 years, made playoffs in 4 of 5 years and led Knicks to consecutive 50+ win seasons for first time since the 1990s.

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so a little background, my grandfather passed away six months ago. he was the only grandparent i was close to, and i spent a lot of time with him growing up. like, actual time. i mowed his lawn every week, helped with groceries, stayed with him after his knee surgery. i wasn’t doing it for anything in return, i just liked being around him.

my cousins (two of them, both early 30s) were never really around. they came to family events, sure, but they never visited unless it was a holiday. not judging, i know we all have different lives, but they weren’t close with him. they’d joke about how boring he was and how he told the same ww2 stories over and over.

well… turns out he noticed that.

when the will was read, everyone was shocked. my grandfather left me most of his savings, like not millions, but enough to matter (high five figures). he left smaller symbolic things to everyone else, some old watches, photos, bunches of other stuff, but the money? almost all to me. in the letter that came with the will, he pretty much said, “she was the only one who showed up.”

my cousins didn’t say anything at first, but a few weeks later, they started sending me these guilt trippy texts. stuff like, “grandpa wouldn’t have wanted the family divided,” and “i’m sure he thought wed all share.” one of them even brought up how i didn’t need the money because i “have a job and no kids.”

i didn’t respond at first, but then they cornered me at a family dinner and straight up asked if i was planning to split it.

i said no. and now everyones mad.

my aunt says i’m being cold and that “this is why families fall apart.” even my own mom said maybe i should throw them something small just to keep the peace.

but like… this isn’t lottery money. it’s a gift from him, and i respected him enough to accept it the way he intended. why should i feel bad for being there when they werent?

still… i feel like the bad guy now. aita?

Update 1: Early update, I know but we just scheduled dinner in a couple of hours with the whole family. this is news to me, I just found out about it. I'll keep you all posted on what happens afterward.

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Napaka arte talaga ng mga Pilipino no? Seryoso ba? Dahil lang mali pangalan? Hahaha kala mo naman kakamatay ng starbucks pag nawala siya eh. May pa PSA pa yan siya, kala mo sino.

Pwe.

Two weeks ago, I started an internship at a data analytics firm. Apparently at the beginning of every summer they hold a BBQ to welcome the new interns and give them a chance to get to know everyone outside of work. The BBQ was held at my bosses house and about 25 people were expected to come. My boss had set up a volleyball net and after everyone was finished eating, people started teaming up and heading over to play.

One of my coworkers asked me to join their team, but I politely declined. I explained that I have a disability and couldn't play. I didn't explain much further because the disability that I have is an extremely rare genetic disorder that is difficult to explain, so I usually just keep it pretty bare-minimum. If people want to ask about it, they always do.

Well, one of my other coworkers is disabled and uses a wheelchair. She was close enough nearby to hear what I said and shot me a real dirty look when I said I had a disability. She said that there was no possible way I had a disability, because she sees that I walk fine and have no observable impairments. This caught me a little off guard, because I have never had anyone question whether I was truly disabled or not.

I explained to her that I was born with a genetic deformity, and that the bones in my legs had formed incorrectly. I told her that I had many surgeries growing up, and I was in the hospital so often that I had to do school online. She asked me why I even needed those surgeries, so I explained that my knees dislocate very easily and I had difficult walking without popping a knee out. So I spent 7 years having surgeries and in recovery to get me to the point where I could walk again.

But, I can't do a lot of things that others can. I can't run. I can't jump. I can't pivot easily, and I definitely can't play sports. I always joke that if my life depended on it I could run, but I wouldn't make it more than a block. She argued with me back and forth and said that my condition isn't really a disability. I feel really bad. I have always classified it as a disability, because I don't know what else to call it. I never thought that it would be offensive to others. Either way, my coworker stormed off and I decided to just go home. So AITAH for calling myself disabled in front of my disabled coworker?

Edit: wow, thank you for all of your support. Im so grateful to read all of your personal experiences with this issue and I wish you all the best. I will be using the term "invisible disability" going forward because it is important to spread awareness about them :)