Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground,

sun on your face as you slide by, on track to your destination,

not a care in the world, as you simply lean back.

And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travel should feel.

And on our trains, it does.

Avanti West Coast, feel good travel.

What is up, Waffle, gang?

I do hope you are well.

My name is Mark, and today we're checking out some more

R-slash, am I the butthole? And if you'd like to skip that initial waffle timestamps

are in the description and along the timeline below. But if you are new here, please

consider hitting the like, that subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. I don't know why

my hands are moving so much today. And let's crack on with today's

stories. Much love, guys. Now, our first story comes from a throwaway account titled,

Am I the asshole for not helping my sister and husband pay for their IVF treatment using my

inheritance, despite having no

immediate use for it. I don't know what all info I should provide so if I miss something that you

might need please do ask me and I'll answer ASAP. So I am a 25 female and my sister Ella is 31.

My husband is Tom and her husband is John. Ella is bisexual and our parents

were religious as fuck. So when she brought home her girlfriend in high school, they kicked her out.

She never got an inheritance when our mum died. The both of us had cut contact with our parents,

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