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Now, today's first story comes from Throwaway Necessary 22 from the Relationship Advice

Subreddit and says,

My 31 female husband, 32 male, has been killing my houseplants with bleach.

I have many, many house plants and even some that were

quite expensive and were gifts from my sister. Within the last six months, at least a third of my

plants have died. I've had houseplants my whole life due to my late mother's own love of house

plants and I know a lot about plants. The death of the plants

didn't seem related to lack of light or inconsistent watering or lack of nutrients or even root

rot. They just died very suddenly. I tried to not let it upset me too much because plants die

and it was not any of the expensive ones.

Until now. My sister gave me a five-leaf on sterer elbow rooted plant for my birthday two months

ago. It was beautiful. This morning I was crying pretty hard about it and I impotted it

and took a look at the roots and I was looking hard

at this plant and roots to see if its death was pest related and that's when I noticed a smell.

I sniffed my potting mix and I smelled bleach.

The only other adult in my home, the only other adult person in my home with unlimited and

unobserved access to my plants is my husband. I wasn't able to talk to him for several hours,

but when I could speak to him, I very calmly but very directly asked if he had done something to my

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