My wife [33/f] found my [37/m] "pee bottles" and "cum shirts" in the attic and I swear to god there really is a good explanation but she refuses to speak a single word with me. This is the quintessential case of it's not what it looks like.

Your circumstances are not an excuse for having hundreds or thousands of bottles of urine in your attic, nor do they account for dress shirts discarded up there as cumrags. Why not put the shirts in the wash? Why not use a fucking tissue? Dress shirts run about $50 each, you have thrown over $2000 worth of cumrags into your attic.

Also, your story is not lining up. How is it easier to throw a bottle into the attic of a McMansion and then take it to the dump later than it is to dump it in the toilet? What made you think that this was an easier solution?

Why does your wife not know that you have prostatitis? Why would you hide that from her?

I have never, ever been on a 3-4 hour call, even with Asian clients, where it would have been rude to take 5 minutes to use the facilities. I have also worked with clients in Asia, I have never heard that it is considered rude to take a quick break to use the toilet, as long as you're not interrupting anyone.

Why use your expensive shirts as cumrags instead of keeping a roll of TP in the office or just not jacking off in your office unless you have something appropriate to use? And why not fucking wash them? Why do they have to go into the attic?

Your behavior is very disturbing--you are exhibiting serious hoarding behavior and your wife is not overreacting here. Not all hoarders are attached to their hoard, not all hoarders fill their entire house with shit, and many hoarders start out as neat and tidy people. In many cases, something happens and a person will get overwhelmed and won't know where to start and just accept the situation and then continues adding to it. You need to see a mental health professional now if you want to have any chance of getting your life back.

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