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I've gone by many names in my lifetime. Different humans would give me different ones each time I come to grace them with my presence but they never wanted me or to be mine until this young girl came along.
I recently had a human friend who left me (like they always do) it was there she saw me. I cried at the door for my human, heard a sniffle behind me. He never came.
The young girl tried to give me food instead, I was trepidatious, skittish. I wouldn't go near her. She did this every day, the food varied and she began sitting with me as I ate. I decided to call her my own temporarily, she saw differently. One day, I nudged her hand with my head, she made a strange noise, making me jump and run for the time being. I kept coming back to her. She was an easy meal (not that I needed help with that)
We grew closer, I started laying with her, on her in her bed. She would constantly compliment me, telling me I was beautiful and she loved me. I wouldn't admit it, but I began to love her too.
I grew to like her and only her after the months we spent together, I trusted some humans that were around her, some good and some bad. She made sure not to let me near the bad ones. I remember one day an old lady tried to beat me with a broom, the young girl stood in between us and told the old lady to hurt her instead.
I followed her everywhere I could, avoiding those big machines they got in all the time. She would assure me that she would return shortly, however, I never believed her. She always proved me wrong. She was a good human.

Hey, I'm a first year university student currently in a bit of financial trouble. Was wondering if there are any cybersecurity jobs / software jobs / statistics jobs I would be able to get? I'm currently studying computer science / mathematics, my GPA is 7.0 on a 7 point scale if that helps? Maybe it could get me some kind of special computer role? On the website I can't find any jobs software related / cybersecurity related apart from "aerospace software engineer" which also requires knowledge in mechanical engineering and requires an engineering accredited degree. Thx

I (28f) and my bf have been together for almost 3 years. To be completely honest I shouldn’t have jumped into this relationship but idk he just won me over. He was different. He’s a great guy. He was respectful kind responsible, so I said yes. Well a month after we started dating I got pregnant and we were actually happy about it (also I have a daughter, 3) so I know it was a big change for him being single for a long time to having a little family and a baby on the way. Also a big change for me since I had no idea how to deal with my daughters father. He would blow me up all the time and I would answer because he had our daughter, then we had got her and brought her home with us and her dad would blow me up even more just fighting and trying to tear me down. I didn’t know how to handle it. But after a while I had a few people telling me that I don’t have to do anything for him or be in contact with him (he’s an alcoholic drug addict) so eventually I figured it out but I guess it was too late since it kinda messed with our groove. So anywho, I’m pregnant for a month before we find out. We have some appointments cool. Next one was a ultrasound “we” were so excited to see our baby! As we’re sitting there they checked everything and the nurse didn’t say much.. just said she’d be right back.. she eventually came back and handed me a phone. It was the doctor on the line.. they said our baby had no heartbeat and that he was measuring at 9 weeks when we were supposed to be at 12…. I had her repeat it on speaker so my bf could hear it since I didn’t want to tell him. I just broke down. After that they scheduled an appointment for a d&c. We went to pick my daughter up. Cried with loved ones after telling what happened.. So I get the procedure done.. some time passes and we’re both sad of course and we don’t really know what to say or how to talk about it. I just cried and bled.. One morning he goes to the gym but the whole time he was gone I had this weird feeling. My intuition was trying to tell me something.. Like maybe he didn’t love me anymore, he had been acting different and my mind didn’t go to cheating that was actually the last thing I had in my mind. He’d n e v e r do me like that.
When he got back I didn’t say much so he asked what was wrong. I was honest and told him that I’ve noticed a difference in him like he was pulling away from me and if he had anything to tell me he can, that he didn’t have to be afraid of hurting my feelings. He stayed very quiet for a long time. Whatever it was, he wanted to say it but he didn’t know how. So I cut in before giving him the chance and basically gave him a good excuse. “is it because of the baby?” “Yes” he answered almost immediately and even shed a few tears.. we finished up our talk and it ended on how maybe we needed some alone time and we went on a date later that evening. After this I started noticing more stuff like him taking longer to get ready for the gym and work and a certain girl he followed who had posted a picture and the day I had my d&c procedure. The caption read “happy Friday” and he liked it. ON THAT DAY?? (He wasn’t with me at the hospital he had to drop me off, went home for a few hours and then picked me up) I had also checked her other posts and he had liked a few in the past. I had to bring it up to him and basically admitted that she was a girl from a story he had already told me a few days into our relationship. So I had a face. I felt sick to my stomach. And on top of that he had a girl he screwed on social media?? Can’t be the only one..
I just felt so hurt. It was NOT a happy Friday for us.. how could he do that? All he could do was unlike the post.. a couple weeks later he was still cold towards me and was getting this feeling like something was still off I can’t explain the feeling but it was at the pit of my stomach.. I turned and looked at his Apple Watch that had been sitting on the charger for the last several months. Never touched never even thought about it for a second.. but there we were.. just staring at each other. Something told me to look though it. I never wanted to go though his things but I did. I went to his text messages.. there they were.. tinder codes, bumble codes, hud codes, mature.. soo many times he deactivated and logged back in. The dates and times will forever be ingrained in my mind (2/20-3/25 ish)
He was on tinder the day of our ultrasound and Later that night!
(He called his job to let them know he lost his baby and they gave him 3 days to recover, apparently tinder was able to help with this)
While MY DAUGHTER AND HIM waited for me in his car to get the D&C appointment made! The day of the D&C procedure! When he was getting ready for the gym! While he was at the gym! At work! (He “only” gets a lunch and he FaceTimes me everyday) While getting us food! He even paid for tinder! ANYTIME HE LEFT ANYWHERE!
I never cried so much.. I was so shook my heart felt like it was going to explode. But I didn’t say anything. I pretended for maybe 2 or 3 days until it started driving me nuts. I got a call from him after work, he was telling me that he was gonna go across the street with his manager for a drink and to talk about work. I felt sick thinking he was finally maybe going on a date with a match and there was absolutely NOTHING I could do about it. After maybe 2 hours he came home, he had on a different shirt (to this day I don’t really know if he was telling the truth or if it was a date) I kept it short with him never asked how it went or what they talked about. HE started rambling on himself about how it went. I didn’t say much and he started noticing so he asked if I was ok. He asked if something was wrong I said no. But then after a while I figured how I’d do it. “Are you on any dating apps?” “No!” “My friend told me she saw your picture” He tried to laugh it off, but I wasn’t. I stayed firm with tears in my eyes “Are you on any dating apps?” “No” “Have you been on any dating apps in the last week” “I’m not on any dating apps” Have you been on any dating apps in the last month?” “No I’m not on any dating apps”
He didn’t lie. But he was going around truth using loopholes. He wasn’t on any dating apps, ANYMORE. The last day he went on before deleting them all was the day we went on our date after our miscarriage.. because of the guilt I think.. or he was scared of getting caught.
I told him I knew the truth and I was only giving him the chance to admit it.
Deny deny deny of course
I gave him 3 chances to come clean until I had no choice but to tell him.
“I saw everything” “What do you mean?” “You remember your watch?” “What watch?” “Your watch that’s been sitting on that charger for months?” “Oh” His face immediately changed. He knew he was defeated and I knew now that he’d be more careful with his watch.
He started apologizing. But in reality, he was never going to come clean. Was he really sorry? Or just sorry he got caught?

Nice opening shot of water tumbling over the rocks as Dylan, a local boy, paints with Laura and Albert watching on. He paints portraits of nature and the water and things like that. He’s a regular Bob Ross! Dylan mentions of a dream to see the ocean as he promised his late father. Later at home, Dylan is working on a painting when he gets a nosebleed. Mom notes that’s the third one this week, so a trip to Doc Baker is in order. The next sequence is incredibly sad as Dylan is diagnosed with leukemia and Mom has trouble digesting the news. Dylan has met up with Laura and Albert outdoors again and announces plans to go see the ocean. On the way home, Albert informs Laura he will accompany Dylan. Laura wants to do the same but has some lingering doubts, so she asks Pa in the “What would you do if you had a month to live, I’m asking for a friend’ variety. Laura is now onboard with Albert in running away. If you’re going to run away, you call the experts.
CARRIE SCREEN TIME ALERT! Carrie finds a letter in one of her birthday presents and starts to read it. That’s a pretty ingenious way of getting Carrie to say her lines, actually. Laura stuffed a note in there about running away. The kids enlist the help of an older guy named Zeke to distract the rather angry train employee so they can illegally board the train to stow away. If the train employee isn’t scary enough, the threesome are quickly joined by another stowaway who looks like he’s on something. He steals their sandwiches, then a little later he makes a play for Dylan’s art case. I’m not sure if he’d be interested in art supplies, but Albert refuses to hand it over. The guy then tries to shove Albert off the train (!), but Laura pushes him off instead and helps Albert back on to the train. Charles catches up with Zeke, who blabs about where the kids are headed. Charles bops over to Hertz Rent-A-Horse and makes use of a train stop to catch up with the kids. Charles threatens whoopings for all of them. CHARLES INGALLS THREATENS TO BEAT OTHER PEOPLE’S TERMINALLY ILL CHILDREN! Dylan doesn’t want to go back. Charles tries to dissuade him, but quickly finds out it’s rather pointless to try and talk someone out of fulfilling their dying wish. CHARLES INGALLS HELPS CHILDREN RUN AWAY! Charles doesn’t have the money for a train (shock), so….CHARLES INGALLS ILLEGALLY BOARDS TRAINS AND HELPS CHILDREN TO STEAL!
The next morning, Dylan and Albert are the first ones up. Dylan mentions he’s hungry, so Albert goes over and cons a different train employee out of sandwiches, apples and milk. Charles is up by the time Albert returns and Pa gives his son what can best be described as a light slap on the wrist for stealing. Charles is all “well you stole the food, we might as well eat it.” CHARLES INGALLS KNOWINGLY USES STOLEN PROPERTY! Once again, meal time is interrupted, this time by the angry train employee from earlier. Charles actually thinks he can reason with him and justify the stealing, which is really stupid when you think about it. The train employee starts the eviction process, but…CHARLES INGALLS BEATS UP PEOPLE FOR DOING THEIR JOB AND ALMOST KILLS A MAN IN FRONT OF HIS CHILDREN! Charles actually wins a fight for a change. Must be a blue moon out. Pa lays it out very clear, saying he will pay back the money for the stolen food (but not the stolen fare!), and tells him nothing’s gonna stop them from seeing the ocean. I personally think they should have spit flying from Charles’ mouth for effect just like in the Grange-Chicago episode, but it still gets the point across.
The next morning, the quartet arrive in San Fran, just a few miles from their destination. They don’t seem to be in any particular hurry, stopping at the local mission for soup. Charles manages to hitch a ride with some guy I’ve never heard of named William Hearst or something. En route to the ocean, Charles holds Dylan’s hand and strokes the side of his face. Wha? Ah, the William Hearst guy owns a newspaper and wants to use Dylan’s story and offers to pay Charles for it. Charles declines, apparently thinking he has a magic transporter that will whisk them all away to the Grove when this is over. After some coaxing, Charles eventually accepts the money, though we never get to see if he makes good on his word to pay for any of the things he stole. And what happened to that horse? Anyways, Charles carries Dylan, who looks like he has taken a turn for the worse, to the Pacific Ocean (wouldn’t the Atlantic have been closer to Minnesota?) One has to wonder if that’s the ocean or just a collection of tears Charles has cried throughout this series. But I guess I shouldn’t make fun since Dylan gets his wish and now you’ll have to excuse me, because I have something in my eye.
THE JERRY SPRINGER FINAL THOUGHT -- This is my all-time favorite episode, which made it my all-time favorite review to do. A mixture of adventure and drama that blended well together. Sad, but with as happy of an ending that could be expected under the circumstances. Dylan was never seen or heard from again, although (sadly) the actor that played him -- Steve Shaw -- did die relatively young via a car accident in 1990. Charles committed crimes left and right, although he has that uncanny knack of bringing you over to his side of thinking. And Albert was a master con artist and grifter by this point.

I am an Egyptian faculty member, Master and PhD holder in nursing and faculty member in multiple universities in Egypt and in KSA, if i have the willing to be in England with RN licenses working in NHS as a start,
Is it easy to afford an academic job or it will be difficult for me ?
Thank you all

28F Since about 15 I have suffered with this pain which starts about a week before my period.
I don’t get normal period pains anymore (normal meaning the cramps in your abdomen) I used to get these but they have gradually gone as the other pain has gotten worse.
The pain is literally all over the right side of my body, from my right foot all the way to my right eyeball. I have it a very low level all the time now but it gets way worse on my period. It’s this intense aching and tightness which can come with a horrible headache behind the right eyeball and even ear ache in my right ear. My hip hurts and my right calf feels soo tight and so I’m forever flexing and bending my right foot for relief. The tightness in my right leg has actually gotten to the point where it’s there all the time now but again just gets worse when I’m PMSing.
Just for context, my periods were always very regular and are still pretty good. Since I reached 25 I think I tend to miss a period around once a year.
This pain has become the thing that drags my day down. I got married 2 years ago and tried to prepare myself for my wedding day by getting the strongest pain killers I could and having massages etc.
I have been to the GP a few times about this over the years, once when I was 17, I went for something totally unrelated and this doctor actually said “do you get back pain?” I obviously said yes and described all the other pain and he started offering me massages to help fix it. But I was stupid at 17 and stopped going, because the pain wasn’t as bad and felt a bit uncomfortable about this male doctor massaging me.
I didn’t go again until I was 23, the dr said it was a migraine offered me strong pain killers and sent me on my way.
The last time I went I was 26, the doctor said if I’ve been suffering with it this long it can’t be that bad or I would be dead by now. Told me it was a migraine and period pains again and offered me strong pain killers.
Now I’m not one to complain and I rarely go to the doctors because I hate that I have to try and prove how much pain I feel, but I don’t think they are listening. How can they listen when I only get 5 mins.
It’s also worth mentioning that since 25ish sex has gotten a bit painful, I have a pretty high sex drive and never had any issues before. But sometimes it hurts now, especially in positions that allow for deeper penetration, which I never had an issue with before. I can’t help but think everything is connected back to my uterus?
I’ve considered the possibility of PCOS my niece was just diagnosed with it but her symptoms were pretty bad, she missed loads of periods. She was also very emotional but so am I, before my period I feel like a whole different person, a dark cloud looms over me and I find myself having to say “you only feel like this because you’re nearly on”. Emotional isn’t the word it’s just waves of up and down.
I don’t think have any normal symptoms of PCOS, endometriosis etc, but it’s the closest I’ve gotten to for an answer.
I have thought about unaliving myself if it gets worse, because no one (except my family) believes how bad this is and won’t do any further investigation into it.

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Hi, my boyfriend and me moved in together a few months ago. Our relationship is kind of perfect in most ways, he really treats me like a princess and we literally never fight. I took in a kitten off the street a few years ago, and she really helped me get through the pandemic, especially because that was around the same time my bf helped me see that a lot of my friends and even my family were kinda toxic and I grew apart from them. Anyway my cat is really important to me!
The only thing that annoys me about her is that she is a diva with her toys. When I get her a new toy, she LOVES it for 3 days and then she totally ignores it. She does this with any toy, whether it’s 50 cents or five dollars. Soooo…I have started buying her a new cheap toy every few days to spoil her (a lot of times I get a big pack on amazon and then ration them out lol). I have a pretty good job and make enough money that I can easily afford the extra $10-20 a month.
My BF thinks this is really wasteful. I always give the toys away and never trash them, so they always get a new home. I think it’s a small price to pay for my cat’s joy but he keeps telling me I need to stop. We kind of got into a small argument the other day and he said that he knows I’ll see that he’s right, but I just don’t think so.
How do I make him see this is a small thing I really want?
tldr: my cat gets bored easily so I like buying her new toys, but my bf says I need to stop…

Rakdo held out a phone to me, I took it and held it up to my ear.
"This is Imperator Ruuk Stingtail speaking." I stated.
"You had to make this difficult for us." A male voice spoke. "Are you aware what you have just done?"
"Completely and utterly shifted the paradigm of the entire world out of anger and spite?" I guessed flippantly.
"That's a concise way to put it." Came the reply. "Verify the prisoners are still alive."
I walked over to the Humans, still tied up, after the video was recorded, we'd allowed them to have their mouths uncovered, as long as they didn't do anything annoying or reckless.
"I'm standing in front of the prisoners." I stated. "We're currently recording as we speak, if I were in your shoes, I'd kill them, make it look like we killed them out of spite or hatred. Understand, if they die due to any machinations on your part, you seal the fate of your species."
There was a long pause. "Have them speak."
"One at a time." I said. "I will point to you, and you will say your name and rank."
I pointed at each one, they all spoke their name and rank, some tried to beg for help, but a spark from Prestidigitation shut them up.
"What was that sound?" The voice asked.
"Magic." I said. "A reminder that their well-being is in our hands. They understand that wasting your time and mine isn't going to work out for them."
"What do you expect will happen, if we comply to your demands?" He asked. "What is assuring us that you won't seek retaliation?"
"Eons ago, my God made an enemy of another God. This was before his ascension to Divinity, said God destroyed him and his people, and when the Gods were angry, he simply claimed it was a joke."
"Does this little story of yours relate to the question?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied. "For eons, after my God ascended, his divinity little more than recompense, he waged a war of genocide against that God's children. Just yesterday, at my urging, he chose compromise. They are no less enemies than they were before, but the fact of the matter was, we convinced that God to leave us be, rather than try to exterminate us on the behest of your soldiers."
"So, this is compromise? Holding my soldiers hostage, killing countless people?"
"I want you to understand something, Human." I stated coldly. "What your kind has done to us within the past six months was inhumane and cruel. Evil. Your soldiers' actions, the actions of the companies that denied us basic Human rights, who marched in on our home and shot at us... We are already at war, I am choosing compromise, so that the dead who are here may be the only dead." I paused. "And maybe, in time, if there is lasting peace, we can bring them back."
I heard a soft gasp. "Yes, Human, while it is a goal we have yet to achieve, we have the potential to resurrect the dead. There are many of us who have died, from a collapsed mine that we worked tirelessly to save many more, from the bullets your soldiers fired at us... We have loved ones who have died, just as your soldiers have loved ones they left behind."
"I cannot advocate for your success, Stingtail." He stated. "Nor will I. You represent an existential threat to our way of life."
"I represent the true face of the universe." I stated. "The Gods we lived with are lies, or convenient tools of other Gods. And right now, four Gods have been verified to have been on this planet in recent years."
"Whom?" He asked.
"Tiamat, Goddess of Evil Dragons, whose machinations led to my people becoming what we are. Kurtulmak, God of Kobolds, whose exile to this world did not stop him from ensuring we kept our sanity, where Tiamat would have rendered us unthinkingly savage beasts. Bahamut, Dragon God of Justice, whose miracles granted my people enough water to survive the shutdown, whose Clerics continue to serve as a moral anchor for my Empire. And Garl Glittergold, with whom my God made compromise with."
"You are implying something." He stated.
"Tiamat currently moves unopposed." I stated. "Bahamut is hunting her down, to mitigate the damage she can do."
"Why demand to be acknowledged as a sovereign nation?" He asked.
"Because being a citizen of yours led to our near extermination." I stated. "Do not ask such a stupid question again, our demands are non-negotiable, and I have given you a generous amount of time to consider your options."
"Our options being to negotiate with hostile creatures?" He asked.
"This is not about salvaging a bad situation, this is not about saving face. You will comply, or there will be war." I stated. "Do not twist my words for your own benefit, you have been the aggressor in this situation. We are simply fighting back."
I ended the call there and turned off the phone.
"Turn off all phones." I stated. "If they wish to communicate, it will be face to face, not over the phone. I want this wall secured, and this outpost manned. Moreover, all weaponry belongs to the Empire now. Gather the remains, those who are still intact will be put into coffins, those who are not, we will piece together. We don't need every piece, a hand, a head, anything will do. Ensure you gather the dog tags, in the event we need a True Resurrection."
My warriors got on it immediately. I faced our prisoners. "Prisoners." I said. "Until such a time that your freedom is negotiated or you are to be executed, you will be provided food, water, and clothing. Even if we don't recognize the Geneva Convention at this time, we will operate under the assumption that jus cogens applies." I regarded them. "If you ever address me, you will address me as Imperator. I will point to each of you, and you will acknowledge."
Each one replied with, "Yes, Imperator."
"Good." I smiled. "In the interests of ensuring you retain your Humanity, such that your leaders can consider you safe, sane, and unharmed, you will be held outside of the range of the Gate. Attempts to escape will be met with lethal force. If you wish to defect, you will be required to state such on video, Otherwise, we will keep you alive. Is this understood."
"Yes, Imperator."
"Good." I looked for a pen and paper and wrote out my orders, then I had one of my warriors run it into the city. By evening, the holding cells were built, which our prisoners were led to.
The cells were the size of an average Human bedroom, with a bed, a toilet pot, a pot with sawdust, and a roll of toilet paper provided from our newly acquired base.
None of us really missed modern amenities all that much, we got used to what we had to make due with, so even though going on the internet was just as easy as riding a bike, I felt no particular draw toward the time-wasting activities of trawling through social media.
As I walked through the streets, my subjects celebrating, my father, a Ranger, approached me. He was one of the Beast Masters, those who formed an almost supernatural bond with our loyal pets.
"Imperator." He said, saluting me.
"Is there something you need, Baruk?" I asked.
"No, but Brutus does."
I smiled. I hadn't seen much of Brutus since I finally opened myself up to the Warren. Though he was still as big and friendly as he was back then, there was a glint in his eye, a wildness that hadn't been there before.
"I'm sorry for not visiting." I said. "Between the water crisis, the Gods making themselves known, everything else..."
"Ruuk." He said, the use of my name was deliberate, he was probably one of the few people I'd allow to address me so informally. "You've been working your hardest to keep us all alive." He hugged me, Brutus nuzzled his way between us. "I am proud of everything you have done for our Warren."
"Thank you." I said softly.
He let go and we walked together. "I take it you've been staying in the Rangers' Lodge?" I asked.
"For the most part, yes. Adena- that's what your mother calls herself now- has been spending her days in the nursery, taking care of the Warrens' eggs. She was always at her best, taking care of you hatchlings." He paused for a moment, then shook his head. "Of course, we spend our time together as often as we can."
"I'm glad she has something she can do." I remarked, smiling.
"She's a Cleric, you know." I raised my brow ridge. "You didn't know?" I shook my head. "She joined Bahamut's Temple shortly after you did, I could have sworn you'd seen her."
"I didn't spend that much time at the Temple." I said. "Did she-? Was she-?"
"Ruuk, your mother never once thought of you as a traitor." My father looked me in the eye as he said this. "She knows you better than that. Hell, the Temple excommunicated her because she refused to think of you as anything less."
"I had no idea." I said.
"For what it's worth, they did welcome her back, though I think that was mostly Tallyn's efforts."
"Do you often talk with Tallyn?" I asked.
"He often comes to me." He said. "For a while, he was just so angry, he yelled at your mother. Now, I rarely spanked you and him as kids, only when you did dangerously stupid things in spite of our best efforts to get you to stop. You bet your ass I bent him over my knee and made certain he regretted his words."
I nodded. "Dad... Does it ever bother you, knowing I've had to kill people?"
"Son, I've killed my fair share of people as well." He replied. "When the soldiers got close to the nursery, your mother and I gave them hell."
I smiled. "Please let her know I'm proud of her." I said. "And let her know she's welcome to drop by at any time. So are you, for that matter."
He nodded. I gave Brutus one more hug and head pats before heading back for the Fortress City.
It was going to be a long year, if we were lucky.
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Today I just got a minor heart attack hearing that localbitcoins is shutting down and after spending ton of time like everyone will do, was not able to withdraw my funds. I saw one post and there it was mentioned that during account deletion we can withdraw but I am not sure whether and if it will work. Can anyone please help me out and confirm that will help me retrieve my funds.
PS: Please avoid sarcasm currently. I am in lot of depression and was nearly at verge of physiological collapse. Thanks for understanding.

I just can't get organised
I need help.
I've always been a disorganised person. I just can't seem to ever get sorted.
My house is a total mess. It's not particularly dirty (it's no palace but it's not gross), and every so often I organize and clear out a room at a time.
But it's the ongoing daily tasks I can't do. There is a constant pile of laundry, and when I finally do it, there is a constant pile of clean laundry. Work surfaces always have stuff on them. The desk is always cluttered.
I have 5 kids, 3 teens, one 6 year old and one 6 month old. So tidying in the day isn't always easy when my husband is at work (the kids are all at school but the baby is, well, a baby, and keeps me very busy). But I can't even blame the kids, the mess is predominantly mine. My husband works two jobs and so is often out. He does help out when he's home, but he's often worn out and I just want him to be able to relax as well.
It's really starting to get me down. I can't do my hobbies which I need for "me time" because there is no clear space and so I have to tidy first etc and it's just a continuous circle which I NEED to break. My anxiety is up and down postnatally and I need my hobby time so much.
But I just don't know how!!!
Please, any advice??

My GF 27F and i 27M broke up a couple of months ago. We both work in the same organisation. After going through a lot and enduring pain for a lot of time trying to put the relationship together, i gave up and finally decided to move on and remove her from my life because that is how I can move forward. Fast forward to last Sunday when she decided to call me to ask how i was because she saw a train crash in the news and started worrying for me because I travel by trains too.
Because of her call, i got pushed back on the months of progress I had made in terms of isolating her and stopping to imagine scenarios with her in it and i got stuck in the same loop again. Couple days later i gather the courage to call her up and tell her not to contact me because it just undoes any work I've put into myself and she does it because of her need to assure my well being. She started crying and saying stuff like how i still feel like home and how she wishes she could have held onto the gold that she struck but cannot because it's too difficult and she cannot gather any intent to do it. I felt that she valued me and i valued her and if anyway we're thinking for each other then it doesn't make any sense to stay away. But she refuses to believe that there's hope about the future. I'm consistently stuck in this loop where I want to move forward and explore my life because my home situation is shitty anyway and I want to get out of it and on the other hand the moment I move away from her, some way or the other she comes around.
I don't like the job I'm in because I've to travel to places I don't like. While an easy fix would be to just resign, I'm not able to find what else to do and feeling like I'm just drifting through time and space with no recollection of what I'm doing. I don't realise that I'm probably a human body with a brain and thoughts which is made of biomatter, things seem like I'm watching a 2D movie or simulation through someone's eyes.
I don't know what advice am I looking for, maybe I just wanted to vent but it would be great if some of you could help me with tools or directions as to what should I do to help myself.
TL,DR: I've broken up with my girlfriend and instead of moving on I'm still going around in circles.

We are all really close, if we don’t see each other we call multiple times a day. My parents are middle class, so am I and my sister and her husband are well off. I have my own business and it’s going really well, but 7 weeks ago I found out I was pregnant, just when my husband was about to go abroad for 6 months to work. He was a huge help, almost as we were working together, and now I’m on my own and somehow managing, only asking for support when I’m completely unable to do something physically (I am in a baking business and can’t lift a 30kg cake on my own, nor should I in this condition). I built my business from nothing and all alone. My sister, on the other hand, was given everything. I am not envious, just want to put things in perspective. Her husband made her a business and she just makes appointments on her phone, while all the actual work is done by someone else. She had a baby 10 months ago, whom I adore, and they made our mother quit her job so she can stay with them 9-9 every day while paying her to do so. My parents live with my grandmother, mother’s mother, who can’t support herself. I’m helping as much as I can, so did when my father was ill, even moved back for a while so I can be there for them. What triggered this post is my parents announcement from this morning “we’re going on vacation at the end of the month with sister, BIL and the baby”. This happened once already, but I wasn’t pregnant and my husband was here with me, so we somehow managed it. And all that while making me feel like I’m not enough and always comparing my sister and me. “How do you work so much and don’t have the money to travel every two months?” (See how your sister can?!) “How much did you pay for that bag(60eur)? Sister just got new Louis Vuitton!” Until my sister had her baby, my parents had no idea what Louis Vuitton is, or traveled abroad. I’m really happy that they are able to do that now, but I don’t think they are enjoying it the way they’re supposed to. It’s like they’re traveling just because my mother could nanny, and my father could brag because they go to the most expensive hotels and restaurants. Before the baby my sister and I always travelled together and had the best of times. Now I’m not even taken into consideration. It just hurts and all I want to is to make sense of it. I’m happy with my life and my choices, but it’s hard not to feel incompetent. I have no idea how to handle all that and hope I was not too confusing.

Hello everyone, I would appreciate some prayers in agreement with me (Matthew 18:19) because I am struggling financially to the point where I cannot even afford basic necessities like food/groceries. I am looking for work but at the moment, I am not sure how I will afford to attend a job interview. I trust in God that He will make a way for me and that as long as I stay in prayer and remain obedient that everything will be okay, I an standing on his promise that if we call to Him that He will answer.
I have sent out some emails to companies and filled in some job applications whilst still looking. I am just waiting to hear back now but as desperate as I need and want a job, I'm constantly in tears because It's all getting on top of me and causing me so much stress😞.
I would appreciate some kind words. I’m in subreddits for resumes and employment and so am receiving some great tips. I know that God will help me, I just need to keep in faith. Thank you and God bless you all

UK NHS for context.
The feeling of dread that I have before a call with a GP is something else. In the UK it’s rare you get a face to face appointment, so I’ve mainly been having calls and the one I had this morning has left me feeling hopeless and alone.
I realise it’s a stressful demanding job and our NHS is under immense pressure with understaffing and underfunding, I am grateful that it is paid for out of my taxes and free at the point of use, I am. I’m not even expecting a cure id just settle for some basic compassion and understanding.
She said ‘people live with IBS and rarely does it warrant further investigation’ because I asked for a referral to a specialist to maybe try and rule out SIBO and Bile Acid Malabsorption. Being denied this makes me feel so disheartened. GP’s here often aren’t aware or informed on these conditions and I felt weird having to bring it up myself, but it was just a suggestion.
I am 8 weeks into this flare and I’m reliant on Imodium and buscopan to live a normal life, I try and keep up a brave face, maintain my social life, relationship and work obligations but honestly there isn’t the day that goes by where I don’t cry. I just want to be normal, I envy my boyfriend and my friends who have no bowel issues whatsoever, can eat and drink whatever they want.
Just wanted to rant :(

My gf (21f) and i (22m) were texting last night and she was upset/mad at me but i didnt have the energy to really fight as it was 12am at the time and i wanted to sleep because i wake up at 6am everyday. I just texted her goodnight n said im too tired and went to sleep
I woke up and apologised saying srry i fell asleep but i was too tired and was ok to talk now. She said she was really sad and it made her seem that i dont care about her and how she would never be able to sleep if she knew i was sad or angry at her.
I work a full time manual labour job btw! So i need sleep otherwise my day feels shit

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Hello UAE Reddit Community,
I’m a Syrian entrepreneur who was forced to leave my business and degree behind in Sudan, I'm now seeking opportunities in the UAE Unfortunately, I have no experience in company jobs or salary, and I don't have a degree I had only 4 months left to complete my electrical engineering degree I'm seeking professional advice on the best job opportunities that would fit me as an individual who has never built a CV or applied for a job or been to an interview before I don't know where to start and any advice from the community would be highly appreciated
Thank you in advance guys

Freshly separated since last Friday (me 37F, stbxh nearly 39M). The gravity of the situation has hit me over the last 24 hours. We’re still having to live together for now until we can find the time to actually sit down and talk about the situation sensibly. We have a therapy session on Friday so we’re holding off until then. I just don’t know how I’m going to cope with all of this.
How do we tell our daughter (9)? She’s bright, she knows something is up as I’m sleeping in the bed and dad is on the couch downstairs. It’s too early yet, but the atmosphere at home is sour and I can tell she’s picking up on it. She was reading a book last night where a 10 year old boy was wishing his parents would reconcile (coincidence) and the language was very manipulative with dad desperately wanting to move back in with the family and be “taken back” because it would make the kid happy. How can I convince her that this isn’t healthy? It’s his birthday next week so naturally she wants to get him lots of gifts and spoil him. It feels weird booking dinner for us and buying him lots of gifts on her behalf, but it would be even worse if I didn’t at this point.
How do I deal with the guilt of him sleeping on the couch? I suggested me sleeping on the air mattress in our downstairs office, but he volunteered to sleep on the couch. But every night when I go up to bed I feel guilty that he’s having to sleep on it when I have the double bed to myself. The separation was my decision. I should be the one sleeping downstairs, but he said it’s fine.
How do I deal with the fact that he’s said he’s going to walk out of out daughter’s life completely because he can’t have his family. He said that our town is too small and the chance of us regularly seeing each other is too high and he can’t deal with that. So he wants to move away and not see her again. I don’t understand as he’s a great dad and they’re close. How can he just walk out of her life. I’ve suggested 50/50 and he’s said he doesn’t want “scraps” and he’d rather not see her at all.
How do I deal with losing my best friend? He’s a shocking husband, but he’s been in my life for nearly 20 years. It feels like a death. Even just pulling away from him at home is hard. The in jokes, doing stuff together, chatting. I know these things aren’t reasons to stay compared to how he’s treated me, but I feel like I’m losing a limb.
How do I navigate the future? I’m terrified of dying alone and unloved. I just turned 37 last week and I have no desire to have more children. Of course not interested in dating at the moment, but I know there will come a time in the future when I want to go down that road. Im scared that im never going to find someone and that this toxic, confrontational, sexless marriage was the best it will ever get. I’m keen to be alone right now (I have friends and some family nearby) but I’m scared of being lonely.
Sorry for the vent, but I needed to get all of this off my chest.

My ex-best friend, let’s call her… June, and I had been friends for 7+ years. The last time we spoke was about a year and some months ago. I still think about her almost every day and I can’t help but wonder how she’s been doing.
It still baffles me how a single mistake I made had been essentially the catalyst for the decisions she made about us, but maybe I should’ve seen it coming.
See, this one day a friend and I wanted to grab a drink and we just so happened to be near June’s workplace which was a cafe of sorts. I was hesitant on bringing my friend there because June and her were also former friends and I wasn’t sure if June was scheduled to be there. After much reassurance from my friend that she wasn’t gonna do anything, I reluctantly gave the green light. Just my luck, June was there.
Thankfully nothing happened between them and we went about our merry days… or so I thought.
June and I would text each other every day, even if it was a single check-up or “Hello”, we’d say something, but that evening, I received nothing. I thought nothing of it and brushed it off thinking “maybe she was just tired or busy”. But the silence continued on and next thing I know, she passed by me in the hallways without a single ounce of acknowledgment.
I was ignored for weeks, no texts, no wave, no nothing. She acted like I didn’t exist, chatting it up with some friends of hers while I watched from afar and waited for her every morning at the same spot I sat in the hall.
At some point, I became fed up with her and sent her a text, asking for an explanation. I hinted at possibly knowing why she was ignoring me, thinking it was because I had brought my friend along despite knowing they were no longer friendly with each other, but a day later, June replied saying it wasn’t because of her rather my attitude that day when I visited her workplace.
June explained that I hadn’t acknowledged her at all when I came by and didn’t even give a “Thank you” when I received my drink. Admittedly, I can see how she thought that, but the truth is, I had greeted her and I did give my thanks. If I had been rude, it wasn’t intended. I was a bundle of nerves at that moment and I’m terrible at social interaction, sometimes my volume would lower without me noticing. I did my best to not make excuses rather explain myself and made sure to let her know that her feelings were valid and apologized for my actions.
Knowing each other for so long, I thought she would understand at least a little bit and hear me out longer, y'know, keep the conversation going, but instead I was once again met with silence and rather than just a week, June had acted like I didn't exist for about a whole month. It was then that I decided to contact her again. I vented some of my frustration and I gave her an ultimatum-- talk things through or we end it here. To my disappointment, she wanted to move on.
Maybe I shouldn't have demanded for a choice so early on and continued to try to persuade her to talk things through, but it was the heat of the moment and I know deep down, it probably would have ended the same way.

I will gain experience on the way of course, in case anyone brings that up. But anyways I May not pursue my bachelors in IT just yet, may work on getting certs first, also may get a business degree too as a backup major. But what could land me more jobs with in the IT field if it ever came down to it? The bachelors in IT or the certs? Also, which one is harder?