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2023.05.30 22:54 Fantastic-Flatworm99 Tick on dog
My 11 month old pooton had a tick. I removed it but I just want to be sure I got the head. I’ve had dogs for years but this is the first tick I’ve encountered. Is it necessary to take him to the vet? I don’t know when it got on him. He went walking last night but spends plenty of time in the back yard. I am going to start doing daily checks. He hasn’t shows symptoms of feeling ill.
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2023.05.30 22:53 remainh1dden So hungry but lump in throat prevents me from eating
This is me venting!!! I'm so hungry, my stomach is forever rumbling but the sensation of the food being stuck in my throat, is preventing me from eating and enjoying foods. I fear the more I eat, food is pilling up and is getting lodged in my throat. I've been trying to eat little and take my time. Today I even had tomato soup for lunch and chocolate cake; which was so nice but had to throw it away due to the texture and fearing even more :( .
I'm on day 6, and distractions do not help, that includes listening to music, watching TV and being in the company of others. I also feel like my breathing has changed, and that I'm not breathing "right" and at night I fear the absolute worst. It doesn't help that my health anxiety has increased since May.
I've been doing research since the symptoms started and understanding it more. Whilst looking for treatment and remedies. I also did further research into "food impaction" which made me scared if I have that instead. But I guess if I'm being realistic, I wouldn't be able to talk, (right?), I would be drooling (right?), I would be throwing up (right?). I can talk just fine and I haven't been sick. Since the incident I've been able to swallow food/drinks just fine, (I think) and IF I had food impaction, would any of this be possible? ((I'm trying to justify my symptoms with logic))
I've looked at other Reddit posts for insight and remedies that have helped them and I will be sure to try a few tricks. I've started to write down what I eat in a diary. But, I just want this cycle to end, and with my health anxiety I fear it makes everything worse. I'm trying not to worry nor think about it, but like I stated, distractions don't shift my mind and make me feel the sensation even more :(
My cousin has acid reflux (not sure if she's been diagnosed or tested), anyway, she says she gets it "really bad", and when she feels something in her throat, she drinks cold milk . I tried that, thinking it'll help me too but it doesn't. I guess the haunt begins to find out what works well for me and what triggers it.
I first got the symptoms after eating my dinner last week. I thought I swallowed some pieces of food without chewing properly, which made me start to cough and mimic choking. I quickly drank lots of water to "wash it down" but still felt like food WAS stuck and at the back of my throat so, I continued drinking more water and attempted to make myself throw up to try and "catch it" to no avail. Since then, I've felt like food has been stuck and lodge in my throat. That night, I even had lemon and ginger thinking it'll will soothe the issue but NOPE, still here.
Nurse prescribed me with acid reflux medicine today that will be available for pick up tomorrow. Nurse didn't even refer me to an ENT specialist and said to take the medicine, as ENT have very long waiting lists. In the meanwhile, she suggested I take gaviscon at bedtime.
OK! So, where do I go from here? I have no choice but to wait to take the medicine to see if it works and try eliminating certain foods. For the sake of my anxiety, I think I need endoscopy and barium swallow test done so I'm aware IF anything is causing obstruction something can be done instead of living in the fear of the unknown.
I'm also not overweight, and do not smoke or consume alcohol. My diet is pretty poor but I'm willing to make the changes for the sake of my health.
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I'm on day 6, and distractions do not help, that includes listening to music, watching TV and being in the company of others. I also feel like my breathing has changed, and that I'm not breathing "right" and at night I fear the absolute worst. It doesn't help that my health anxiety has increased since May.
I've been doing research since the symptoms started and understanding it more. Whilst looking for treatment and remedies. I also did further research into "food impaction" which made me scared if I have that instead. But I guess if I'm being realistic, I wouldn't be able to talk, (right?), I would be drooling (right?), I would be throwing up (right?). I can talk just fine and I haven't been sick. Since the incident I've been able to swallow food/drinks just fine, (I think) and IF I had food impaction, would any of this be possible? ((I'm trying to justify my symptoms with logic))
I've looked at other Reddit posts for insight and remedies that have helped them and I will be sure to try a few tricks. I've started to write down what I eat in a diary. But, I just want this cycle to end, and with my health anxiety I fear it makes everything worse. I'm trying not to worry nor think about it, but like I stated, distractions don't shift my mind and make me feel the sensation even more :(
My cousin has acid reflux (not sure if she's been diagnosed or tested), anyway, she says she gets it "really bad", and when she feels something in her throat, she drinks cold milk . I tried that, thinking it'll help me too but it doesn't. I guess the haunt begins to find out what works well for me and what triggers it.
I first got the symptoms after eating my dinner last week. I thought I swallowed some pieces of food without chewing properly, which made me start to cough and mimic choking. I quickly drank lots of water to "wash it down" but still felt like food WAS stuck and at the back of my throat so, I continued drinking more water and attempted to make myself throw up to try and "catch it" to no avail. Since then, I've felt like food has been stuck and lodge in my throat. That night, I even had lemon and ginger thinking it'll will soothe the issue but NOPE, still here.
Nurse prescribed me with acid reflux medicine today that will be available for pick up tomorrow. Nurse didn't even refer me to an ENT specialist and said to take the medicine, as ENT have very long waiting lists. In the meanwhile, she suggested I take gaviscon at bedtime.
OK! So, where do I go from here? I have no choice but to wait to take the medicine to see if it works and try eliminating certain foods. For the sake of my anxiety, I think I need endoscopy and barium swallow test done so I'm aware IF anything is causing obstruction something can be done instead of living in the fear of the unknown.
I'm also not overweight, and do not smoke or consume alcohol. My diet is pretty poor but I'm willing to make the changes for the sake of my health.
2023.05.30 22:53 Kolegooo Feel Like The Sooner I Can Become Financially Secure The Better.
I know everyone wants this. But it's a pretty extreme feeling for me. Money is a big concern to me beacsue of the price of houses and the rising costs of living and because of ADHD. I impulsively spend, sometimes it's just food other times it's much more expensive things.
It's all fine and well RN living with my parents and having no responsibilities. But that won't always be the case. I not only fear not having money, more so having responsibilities and not having money, but being stuck in mortgage for 25+ years and/or getting a new car on finance as everyone seems to these days and paying off over 5 years or so.
But apparently that's how we are meant to live. I end up feeling like existing is pointless. Like really what is the point? There isn't one besides our evolutionary purpose to reproduce and survive. But in the grand scheme of things, you can say there's no point in us existing in the first place. Being human, is a gift and a curse really, it's a miracle we are here, the odds have always been against us and yet life prevailed. I am thankfull to have the opportunity to possibly have a purpose that is more than just eating, sleeping, a bit of growing, repeat, and eventually dying or being eaten. I have sort of concluded the purpose is to enjoy life, to have an adventure and to have fun and look after those I love. And maybe, if possible to have some positive contribution to humanity.
The curse on the other hand, is having a decent understanding of the universe and the sciences, being conscious and self aware. Knowing there is no actual purpose in the grand scheme of things and having to come up with your own. Because if you can't come up with one or you are failing at the one you have. Everything becomes pretty pointless.
I've gone off on a tangent here, but the thing is I feel I can't get finance or a mortgage, because i feel like the moment I do, I am, in a way, sealing my fate. Since being in school I struggled to, and in many cases was unable to make plans for my future. It was horrible, and still is. I can't plan meals for a week which I attempted at uni, because I don't know what I am going to want to eat each day. I'd end up throwing so much out because I'd forget about it and it'd go off or i just simply didn't want it and it'd go off.
A few years back me and a friend went on a trip to Amsterdam and Barcelona, we booked it the night before. It was actually so much less stressful than booking one in advance. Because knowing it's coming up gives me so much anxiety. I suppose I like to live in the moment. Do what I want when I want. Being stuck with a mortgage and my 9-5 job, I can't really decide I want to travel the world, or go wild camping for a month or some shit. I mean I can if I book in advance I suppose and plan it, but yeehhhh 😑
I also don't mind working, if it's interesting and something worth working on. My job is not that at all. It also doesn't help there is only one other guy in my office, my manager, who I detest, as is paid double what I get for i shit you not, a quarter of the work, and that's probably being kind. I'm a hard worker and like solving problems and being creative. I try to use those traits in my current job with some success, but there is only so much I can do. I'm basically a regulatory compliance dude and do data analysis, it's boring af. It pisses me off they i spend like half my waking life in an office with the cunt (actually less than that, because he has so many cig breaks 🙄).
Feel like my only way out is to start my own business/businesses, on the side. And my plan is to spend my money on assets, things that can make me money. I feel like i want to buy a cheapish house outright and fix it up. Then eventually sell it, or rent it out if it's nice enough. The thing Is, i have time and energy, and the motivation not to fail. Just not really the direction to channel these qualities i guess. I don't like relaxing, i hate it, and i struggle to do it. But i wish i could, i wish my brain would slow down enough instead of trying to make me do 100 things at once. Maybe I can once I climb out this hole. Once I achieve something.
Shit bollocks this is a long post, i do apologise.
I'll open the floor to any questions or suggestions. Thankyou.
submitted by Kolegooo to ADHD [link] [comments]
It's all fine and well RN living with my parents and having no responsibilities. But that won't always be the case. I not only fear not having money, more so having responsibilities and not having money, but being stuck in mortgage for 25+ years and/or getting a new car on finance as everyone seems to these days and paying off over 5 years or so.
But apparently that's how we are meant to live. I end up feeling like existing is pointless. Like really what is the point? There isn't one besides our evolutionary purpose to reproduce and survive. But in the grand scheme of things, you can say there's no point in us existing in the first place. Being human, is a gift and a curse really, it's a miracle we are here, the odds have always been against us and yet life prevailed. I am thankfull to have the opportunity to possibly have a purpose that is more than just eating, sleeping, a bit of growing, repeat, and eventually dying or being eaten. I have sort of concluded the purpose is to enjoy life, to have an adventure and to have fun and look after those I love. And maybe, if possible to have some positive contribution to humanity.
The curse on the other hand, is having a decent understanding of the universe and the sciences, being conscious and self aware. Knowing there is no actual purpose in the grand scheme of things and having to come up with your own. Because if you can't come up with one or you are failing at the one you have. Everything becomes pretty pointless.
I've gone off on a tangent here, but the thing is I feel I can't get finance or a mortgage, because i feel like the moment I do, I am, in a way, sealing my fate. Since being in school I struggled to, and in many cases was unable to make plans for my future. It was horrible, and still is. I can't plan meals for a week which I attempted at uni, because I don't know what I am going to want to eat each day. I'd end up throwing so much out because I'd forget about it and it'd go off or i just simply didn't want it and it'd go off.
A few years back me and a friend went on a trip to Amsterdam and Barcelona, we booked it the night before. It was actually so much less stressful than booking one in advance. Because knowing it's coming up gives me so much anxiety. I suppose I like to live in the moment. Do what I want when I want. Being stuck with a mortgage and my 9-5 job, I can't really decide I want to travel the world, or go wild camping for a month or some shit. I mean I can if I book in advance I suppose and plan it, but yeehhhh 😑
I also don't mind working, if it's interesting and something worth working on. My job is not that at all. It also doesn't help there is only one other guy in my office, my manager, who I detest, as is paid double what I get for i shit you not, a quarter of the work, and that's probably being kind. I'm a hard worker and like solving problems and being creative. I try to use those traits in my current job with some success, but there is only so much I can do. I'm basically a regulatory compliance dude and do data analysis, it's boring af. It pisses me off they i spend like half my waking life in an office with the cunt (actually less than that, because he has so many cig breaks 🙄).
Feel like my only way out is to start my own business/businesses, on the side. And my plan is to spend my money on assets, things that can make me money. I feel like i want to buy a cheapish house outright and fix it up. Then eventually sell it, or rent it out if it's nice enough. The thing Is, i have time and energy, and the motivation not to fail. Just not really the direction to channel these qualities i guess. I don't like relaxing, i hate it, and i struggle to do it. But i wish i could, i wish my brain would slow down enough instead of trying to make me do 100 things at once. Maybe I can once I climb out this hole. Once I achieve something.
Shit bollocks this is a long post, i do apologise.
I'll open the floor to any questions or suggestions. Thankyou.
2023.05.30 22:53 wholalune In shock (TW: details abuse) ((Long post))
I don't know what to do or know why I won't just leave. I have a car, a good job/finances, and alternative housing immediately available.
I know I'm in a toxic relationship. I hate admitting it, but it is definitely abusive too. I am not sure if it is mutually abusive or if I am just a victim.
I started dating this person a year ago. It's been a rollercoaster from the beginning. We both have extensive childhood trauma. I have done over a decade of therapy for mine. When we met, they had been in therapy for a year. I have been very aware of how my actions in relationships were unhealthy and abusive. I know I have complex PTSD but I never used that as an excuse for my behavior. I know things I've said to past partners were absolutely uncalled for and traumatizing. It's been over 5 years since I have lashed out at someone in an emotionally/psychologically abusive way. I have never spoken to or lashed out at my current partner in the ways I have in the past. What I have done is be paranoid but not in an accusing way. I have not accused my partner of cheating or talking to others; but I have asked them about it. I have never told my partner they couldn't talk to or see anyone. I have been curious about their life and, depending on the situation, have asked whether they were interested in someone as more than friends. They consider my questions as paranoia and controlling.
Background: when we started dating they made it clear that they were going to want to fuck other people eventually. They lied to me by omission about sleeping with someone and then slept with me the same day (which really pissed me off). After that incident, I realized I would have to ask very specific and direct questions. At this point, they have told me multiple times that they don't want to fuck around and they only want me but it's been hard for me to truly believe them.
Other background info: This person is really sick, physically. They have a chronic debilitating condition that is preventing them from working right now. Their parents take care of them financially. A couple of months after we started dating they contracted HSV1 from me (which I was open about having the whole time) and because of their underlying health condition, the HSV almost killed them. It was incredibly traumatizing. They were home-bound for over a month and I was their caregiver. They continue to have problems with it but not nearly as horrible as then.
Their behavior: They have always had difficulty letting me leave when I wanted to go home. It was endearing at first. I liked that they wanted to keep me around so much. I liked the attention and extra love they gave me when they were asking me to stay. The extra attention turned into them becoming upset if I persisted in trying to leave. They would get very pouty, say "no" and bump into me in a way I now consider a push/shove. Other things they did/do that caught my attention but brushed off are teasing me a lot and even though I've complained, they continue to say "it was just a joke, lighten up", and get mad at me for not being cheerful around their friends all the time. They also grab me hard around the arms and neck to pull me in certain directions. If I'm upset and being loud/talking fast they cover my mouth. They insist I be around them all the time when we are together, including when they are showering. If i'm showering they are free to do whatever they want, but if they are they continually ask me to be in the bathroom with them and get upset if I attempt not to be. They ask me specific questions about my conversations with my friends/what i've talked about in therapy; basically, they want a lot of details about my life but if I ask about theirs they might accuse me of being paranoid and controlling. Also, they blow up my phone if I am not responding to them when we are in conflict and away from each other and they have come to my house when i didn't respond.
Their behavior has become increasingly violent. I stopped excusing it and started pointing it out to them. They always denied it at first, which just led to us arguing about it. When we are in conflict I just want to get away. I do have a hard time saying something like "I'm leaving, i'll be back at X time" and instead I am frantically packing my things and just trying to leave, which they say triggers their behavior. They refuse to let me leave though. They physically stop me, they have taken my keys, they have thrown my stuff around many times, and the pushing has gotten a lot worse.
Where we are now: I have begun fighting back and it is a lot worse now. I have lost it. A month ago, they chased me down in a parking lot and shoved me against a store wall demanding I fix things immediately (this conflict started because I didn't support them enough when they were upset at another driver). When we got back to their place, they pushed me against the corner of a closet and I got a huge bruise on my ass. This bruise is what finally opened my eyes to how bad things are getting. They have thrown me on the bed by my neck, which they still deny. Out of anger at being denied so much (after the second incident of this) I showed them what they did to me by doing the same thing and now if I ever bring it up they say, "yeah, well you did the same thing to me". In the past month they have moved to another apartment. Now they live alone. We have not been able to go a week without a physical altercation. After the incident that resulted in a bruised ass, I confided in a friend about some of their behavior. I also recorded some of the moments they were yelling at me.
This past weekend we really fought. There was a fight earlier in the week, which included them refusing to let me leave, throwing my stuff on the ground and backing me into the fridge. I fell to the ground as well and was crawling away. They grabbed my shirt, pulling me back (choking me) and wrapped their arm around my neck to pull me off the ground. I got a scratch on my neck from this and some other bruises/scratches on my arm. Some days later we fought again and I don't remember what happened but I ended up telling them that I told my friend they have been pushing me around. This really upset them and they started saying I couldn't hang out with her the following day or go to her birthday party since now they couldn't go. I explained to them how hurtful and telling it was that they were more concerned about my friend knowing than how their actual behavior is affecting me (the person they say they love more than anyone). The next day they were super sweet and apologetic (they always are afterward, which I'm wondering if i'm addicted to this part), and wrote me a letter apologizing for lots of things. I read the letter Friday night. Saturday morning I woke up and snuggled them in bed for an hour before waking them up. I had my party to go to but was still trying to spend time with them by getting breakfast together. I had to wake them up for the timing to work out. Shortly after waking up they made a joke about how they didn't invite this one person out last night when they were with their friends (this is in reference to a previous conflict we had because at one point I wasn't allowed to hang out with their friends because I'm moody and I found out this other girl met up with them and they had been messaging through disappearing messages, so of course I had feelings about this). My response was, "well I hope you didn't secretly invite anyone else out" and they turned over and got pouty and all of a sudden I was the bad person and I was in a bad mood upon waking up. They ended up taking a shower and having a mental breakdown, screaming and what not. I was confused and angry. Really angry that they accused me of being in a bad mood when I had just been cuddling them for an hour trying to gently wake them. So I was unavailable to ease their emotional distress. At some point, they got out of the shower and I am over everything. I shoved them out of my way and they fell pretty hard and from there it's "look at what you did". They start acting completely different, talking in a small voice and saying things like "i'll do whatever you want, it's going to be okay." It was a trauma response. Seemed like they age regressed. And while I have sympathy and remorse, It made me angry that they were responding to me like this since I have been putting up with them shoving me and more for the past year. I am not sure what happened next but we kept fighting and then trying to de-escalate over and over again. At one point I made the remark, "yeah well I have plenty of recordings of you" and this is where things became very scary. They lost it and we fought fought over my phone. They were fighting me and trying to prevent me from leaving the room. They kept saying, "what kind of person would record another person" and forcing me to give them my phone passcode. At some point I bit them because they had their hands around me and they bit me back so hard I have a massive bruise because of it. They pulled out chunks of my hair. We both body slammed each other onto the bed/ground multiple times. I had my arm pressed against their neck at some point too when they were wrestling me. They choked me with their hands wrapped around my neck to the point I couldn't breathe. At some point they pinned me down and sat on me and refused to get up until they could access my phone again (it got locked because they were trying to get in it). I was defeated. After they erased all the evidence I had of them I decided I was going to look at their phone. They flipped their shit on me again and we started fighting more. At this point I was certain they were hiding something because of how violent they were being and not allowing me access their phone. They ended up slapping me after throwing me down onto the bathroom floor. Turns out they didn't want me to access their phone cuz they recorded me arguing with them after I shoved them that morning - literally the worst fight of my life began by them demanding i give them my phone and them making me feel like I was the worst for recording them when they did the same exact thing. They then went on to self-harm, and I insisted they go to the party with me becuase I was scared of what they would do to themselves.
I can count over 10 bruises/scratches from the past couple weeks of fighting. My partner has one bruise from when I shoved them Saturday morning. I do not want to minimize my violence towards them. I am just incredibly upset about how they are reacting about the bruise I gave them. When I bring up the marks they left on my body they usually respond with a sorry, but also with an "you bruise like a banana. And I'm not like one of those people who beats the shit out of their wives.", which i feel like dismisses my experience and pain.
OMG this was long, and it still doesn't convey everything. I am at work now and in shock. Been having panic attacks all day. I don't know what to do, and I am really confused about why I am staying in this relationship.
submitted by wholalune to abusesurvivors [link] [comments]
I know I'm in a toxic relationship. I hate admitting it, but it is definitely abusive too. I am not sure if it is mutually abusive or if I am just a victim.
I started dating this person a year ago. It's been a rollercoaster from the beginning. We both have extensive childhood trauma. I have done over a decade of therapy for mine. When we met, they had been in therapy for a year. I have been very aware of how my actions in relationships were unhealthy and abusive. I know I have complex PTSD but I never used that as an excuse for my behavior. I know things I've said to past partners were absolutely uncalled for and traumatizing. It's been over 5 years since I have lashed out at someone in an emotionally/psychologically abusive way. I have never spoken to or lashed out at my current partner in the ways I have in the past. What I have done is be paranoid but not in an accusing way. I have not accused my partner of cheating or talking to others; but I have asked them about it. I have never told my partner they couldn't talk to or see anyone. I have been curious about their life and, depending on the situation, have asked whether they were interested in someone as more than friends. They consider my questions as paranoia and controlling.
Background: when we started dating they made it clear that they were going to want to fuck other people eventually. They lied to me by omission about sleeping with someone and then slept with me the same day (which really pissed me off). After that incident, I realized I would have to ask very specific and direct questions. At this point, they have told me multiple times that they don't want to fuck around and they only want me but it's been hard for me to truly believe them.
Other background info: This person is really sick, physically. They have a chronic debilitating condition that is preventing them from working right now. Their parents take care of them financially. A couple of months after we started dating they contracted HSV1 from me (which I was open about having the whole time) and because of their underlying health condition, the HSV almost killed them. It was incredibly traumatizing. They were home-bound for over a month and I was their caregiver. They continue to have problems with it but not nearly as horrible as then.
Their behavior: They have always had difficulty letting me leave when I wanted to go home. It was endearing at first. I liked that they wanted to keep me around so much. I liked the attention and extra love they gave me when they were asking me to stay. The extra attention turned into them becoming upset if I persisted in trying to leave. They would get very pouty, say "no" and bump into me in a way I now consider a push/shove. Other things they did/do that caught my attention but brushed off are teasing me a lot and even though I've complained, they continue to say "it was just a joke, lighten up", and get mad at me for not being cheerful around their friends all the time. They also grab me hard around the arms and neck to pull me in certain directions. If I'm upset and being loud/talking fast they cover my mouth. They insist I be around them all the time when we are together, including when they are showering. If i'm showering they are free to do whatever they want, but if they are they continually ask me to be in the bathroom with them and get upset if I attempt not to be. They ask me specific questions about my conversations with my friends/what i've talked about in therapy; basically, they want a lot of details about my life but if I ask about theirs they might accuse me of being paranoid and controlling. Also, they blow up my phone if I am not responding to them when we are in conflict and away from each other and they have come to my house when i didn't respond.
Their behavior has become increasingly violent. I stopped excusing it and started pointing it out to them. They always denied it at first, which just led to us arguing about it. When we are in conflict I just want to get away. I do have a hard time saying something like "I'm leaving, i'll be back at X time" and instead I am frantically packing my things and just trying to leave, which they say triggers their behavior. They refuse to let me leave though. They physically stop me, they have taken my keys, they have thrown my stuff around many times, and the pushing has gotten a lot worse.
Where we are now: I have begun fighting back and it is a lot worse now. I have lost it. A month ago, they chased me down in a parking lot and shoved me against a store wall demanding I fix things immediately (this conflict started because I didn't support them enough when they were upset at another driver). When we got back to their place, they pushed me against the corner of a closet and I got a huge bruise on my ass. This bruise is what finally opened my eyes to how bad things are getting. They have thrown me on the bed by my neck, which they still deny. Out of anger at being denied so much (after the second incident of this) I showed them what they did to me by doing the same thing and now if I ever bring it up they say, "yeah, well you did the same thing to me". In the past month they have moved to another apartment. Now they live alone. We have not been able to go a week without a physical altercation. After the incident that resulted in a bruised ass, I confided in a friend about some of their behavior. I also recorded some of the moments they were yelling at me.
This past weekend we really fought. There was a fight earlier in the week, which included them refusing to let me leave, throwing my stuff on the ground and backing me into the fridge. I fell to the ground as well and was crawling away. They grabbed my shirt, pulling me back (choking me) and wrapped their arm around my neck to pull me off the ground. I got a scratch on my neck from this and some other bruises/scratches on my arm. Some days later we fought again and I don't remember what happened but I ended up telling them that I told my friend they have been pushing me around. This really upset them and they started saying I couldn't hang out with her the following day or go to her birthday party since now they couldn't go. I explained to them how hurtful and telling it was that they were more concerned about my friend knowing than how their actual behavior is affecting me (the person they say they love more than anyone). The next day they were super sweet and apologetic (they always are afterward, which I'm wondering if i'm addicted to this part), and wrote me a letter apologizing for lots of things. I read the letter Friday night. Saturday morning I woke up and snuggled them in bed for an hour before waking them up. I had my party to go to but was still trying to spend time with them by getting breakfast together. I had to wake them up for the timing to work out. Shortly after waking up they made a joke about how they didn't invite this one person out last night when they were with their friends (this is in reference to a previous conflict we had because at one point I wasn't allowed to hang out with their friends because I'm moody and I found out this other girl met up with them and they had been messaging through disappearing messages, so of course I had feelings about this). My response was, "well I hope you didn't secretly invite anyone else out" and they turned over and got pouty and all of a sudden I was the bad person and I was in a bad mood upon waking up. They ended up taking a shower and having a mental breakdown, screaming and what not. I was confused and angry. Really angry that they accused me of being in a bad mood when I had just been cuddling them for an hour trying to gently wake them. So I was unavailable to ease their emotional distress. At some point, they got out of the shower and I am over everything. I shoved them out of my way and they fell pretty hard and from there it's "look at what you did". They start acting completely different, talking in a small voice and saying things like "i'll do whatever you want, it's going to be okay." It was a trauma response. Seemed like they age regressed. And while I have sympathy and remorse, It made me angry that they were responding to me like this since I have been putting up with them shoving me and more for the past year. I am not sure what happened next but we kept fighting and then trying to de-escalate over and over again. At one point I made the remark, "yeah well I have plenty of recordings of you" and this is where things became very scary. They lost it and we fought fought over my phone. They were fighting me and trying to prevent me from leaving the room. They kept saying, "what kind of person would record another person" and forcing me to give them my phone passcode. At some point I bit them because they had their hands around me and they bit me back so hard I have a massive bruise because of it. They pulled out chunks of my hair. We both body slammed each other onto the bed/ground multiple times. I had my arm pressed against their neck at some point too when they were wrestling me. They choked me with their hands wrapped around my neck to the point I couldn't breathe. At some point they pinned me down and sat on me and refused to get up until they could access my phone again (it got locked because they were trying to get in it). I was defeated. After they erased all the evidence I had of them I decided I was going to look at their phone. They flipped their shit on me again and we started fighting more. At this point I was certain they were hiding something because of how violent they were being and not allowing me access their phone. They ended up slapping me after throwing me down onto the bathroom floor. Turns out they didn't want me to access their phone cuz they recorded me arguing with them after I shoved them that morning - literally the worst fight of my life began by them demanding i give them my phone and them making me feel like I was the worst for recording them when they did the same exact thing. They then went on to self-harm, and I insisted they go to the party with me becuase I was scared of what they would do to themselves.
I can count over 10 bruises/scratches from the past couple weeks of fighting. My partner has one bruise from when I shoved them Saturday morning. I do not want to minimize my violence towards them. I am just incredibly upset about how they are reacting about the bruise I gave them. When I bring up the marks they left on my body they usually respond with a sorry, but also with an "you bruise like a banana. And I'm not like one of those people who beats the shit out of their wives.", which i feel like dismisses my experience and pain.
OMG this was long, and it still doesn't convey everything. I am at work now and in shock. Been having panic attacks all day. I don't know what to do, and I am really confused about why I am staying in this relationship.
2023.05.30 22:53 ThrowRADramatic138 (M27) reaching out to a girl I cannot stop thinking about who I met at a bar despite me having a long term GF (F27)
For a quick bit of context: I have been with my girlfriend for over 5 years. I've never cheated on her or barely even looked at any other girls during this time.
I went out with a large group of friends (including my GF) on the weekend, one of my friends brought along their friend. After a few drinks we got talking, and I think it's fair to say we got on very well. It felt really natural, it was fun and we were enjoying each other's company (at least that's how I felt). There were small signs she *may* have been into me: we were in a large group but it felt as though she would often find herself sitting next to me. She also asked for my number (I didn't get hers) and we agreed that she'd message me. No one in the group (including my GF) suspected anything, we were all drinking a lot as a group so the fact we were chatting for so long slipped under the radar.
Towards the end of the night, she asked "so how do you know this group, what's your connection"? I pointed over and said "that's my girlfriend over there". There wasn't any immediate reaction from her (and why would there be, I hadn't done anything wrong we were just getting on really well), but I could tell after that her enthusiasm dwindled a little and she left shortly after.
After reading the above, you may be asking yourself "why am I talking to other girls, even giving them my number, when I have a girlfriend?". The simple answer is I wasn't planning to and I've never done that before. I've never been tempted to cheat (and I never would), but there was something about this particular girl that was different. I think there could be something special there, more special than what I have now. Of course I don't know, I've only met her for a few hours but I can't stop thinking about her.
It has been 4 or so days since I met this girl and she hasn't messaged me, I'm sure it's because she knows I have a GF and she probably thinks I'm a dick for even giving her my number. I don't have her number, but I could pretty easily find her on insta and contact her if I wanted to. I feel like if I don't do anything I could massively regret it one day, but if I did contact her what on Earth would I say.
Options that I thought of: Do nothing? I have a good life with my GF. We're settled, we're doing pretty well. I only met that girl at the bar for a few hours, she was amazing but I barely know her and it could lead to nothing. or Contact her on insta and see where that goes? I wouldn't know what to say, or even explain why I want to meet / speak with her or Something else?
TLDR: I met a girl on a night out as part of a group that included my long term girlfriend. We got on very well and I think there could be something special there, more special than what I have with my GF.
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I went out with a large group of friends (including my GF) on the weekend, one of my friends brought along their friend. After a few drinks we got talking, and I think it's fair to say we got on very well. It felt really natural, it was fun and we were enjoying each other's company (at least that's how I felt). There were small signs she *may* have been into me: we were in a large group but it felt as though she would often find herself sitting next to me. She also asked for my number (I didn't get hers) and we agreed that she'd message me. No one in the group (including my GF) suspected anything, we were all drinking a lot as a group so the fact we were chatting for so long slipped under the radar.
Towards the end of the night, she asked "so how do you know this group, what's your connection"? I pointed over and said "that's my girlfriend over there". There wasn't any immediate reaction from her (and why would there be, I hadn't done anything wrong we were just getting on really well), but I could tell after that her enthusiasm dwindled a little and she left shortly after.
After reading the above, you may be asking yourself "why am I talking to other girls, even giving them my number, when I have a girlfriend?". The simple answer is I wasn't planning to and I've never done that before. I've never been tempted to cheat (and I never would), but there was something about this particular girl that was different. I think there could be something special there, more special than what I have now. Of course I don't know, I've only met her for a few hours but I can't stop thinking about her.
It has been 4 or so days since I met this girl and she hasn't messaged me, I'm sure it's because she knows I have a GF and she probably thinks I'm a dick for even giving her my number. I don't have her number, but I could pretty easily find her on insta and contact her if I wanted to. I feel like if I don't do anything I could massively regret it one day, but if I did contact her what on Earth would I say.
Options that I thought of: Do nothing? I have a good life with my GF. We're settled, we're doing pretty well. I only met that girl at the bar for a few hours, she was amazing but I barely know her and it could lead to nothing. or Contact her on insta and see where that goes? I wouldn't know what to say, or even explain why I want to meet / speak with her or Something else?
TLDR: I met a girl on a night out as part of a group that included my long term girlfriend. We got on very well and I think there could be something special there, more special than what I have with my GF.
2023.05.30 22:52 remainh1dden So hungry but lump in throat prevents me from eating
This is me venting!!! I'm so hungry, my stomach is forever rumbling but the sensation of the food being stuck in my throat, is preventing me from eating and enjoying foods. I fear the more I eat, food is pilling up and is getting lodged in my throat. I've been trying to eat little and take my time. Today I even had tomato soup for lunch and chocolate cake; which was so nice but had to throw it away due to the texture and fearing even more :( .
I'm on day 6, and distractions do not help, that includes listening to music, watching TV and being in the company of others. I also feel like my breathing has changed, and that I'm not breathing "right" and at night I fear the absolute worst. It doesn't help that my health anxiety has increased since May.
I've been doing research since the symptoms started and understanding it more. Whilst looking for treatment and remedies. I also did further research into "food impaction" which made me scared if I have that instead. But I guess if I'm being realistic, I wouldn't be able to talk, (right?), I would be drooling (right?), I would be throwing up (right?). I can talk just fine and I haven't been sick. Since the incident I've been able to swallow food/drinks just fine, (I think) and IF I had food impaction, would any of this be possible? ((I'm trying to justify my symptoms with logic))
I've looked at other Reddit posts for insight and remedies that have helped them and I will be sure to try a few tricks. I've started to write down what I eat in a diary. But, I just want this cycle to end, and with my health anxiety I fear it makes everything worse. I'm trying not to worry nor think about it, but like I stated, distractions don't shift my mind and make me feel the sensation even more :(
My cousin has acid reflux (not sure if she's been diagnosed or tested), anyway, she says she gets it "really bad", and when she feels something in her throat, she drinks cold milk . I tried that, thinking it'll help me too but it doesn't. I guess the haunt begins to find out what works well for me and what triggers it.
I first got the symptoms after eating my dinner last week. I thought I swallowed some pieces of food without chewing properly, which made me start to cough and mimic choking. I quickly drank lots of water to "wash it down" but still felt like food WAS stuck and at the back of my throat so, I continued drinking more water and attempted to make myself throw up to try and "catch it" to no avail. Since then, I've felt like food has been stuck and lodge in my throat. That night, I even had lemon and ginger thinking it'll will soothe the issue but NOPE, still here.
Nurse prescribed me with acid reflux medicine today that will be available for pick up tomorrow. Nurse didn't even refer me to an ENT specialist and said to take the medicine, as ENT have very long waiting lists. In the meanwhile, she suggested I take gaviscon at bedtime.
OK! So, where do I go from here? I have no choice but to wait to take the medicine to see if it works and try eliminating certain foods. For the sake of my anxiety, I think I need endoscopy and barium swallow test done so I'm aware IF anything is causing obstruction something can be done instead of living in the fear of the unknown.
I'm also not overweight, and do not smoke or consume alcohol. My diet is pretty poor but I'm willing to make the changes for the sake of my health.
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I'm on day 6, and distractions do not help, that includes listening to music, watching TV and being in the company of others. I also feel like my breathing has changed, and that I'm not breathing "right" and at night I fear the absolute worst. It doesn't help that my health anxiety has increased since May.
I've been doing research since the symptoms started and understanding it more. Whilst looking for treatment and remedies. I also did further research into "food impaction" which made me scared if I have that instead. But I guess if I'm being realistic, I wouldn't be able to talk, (right?), I would be drooling (right?), I would be throwing up (right?). I can talk just fine and I haven't been sick. Since the incident I've been able to swallow food/drinks just fine, (I think) and IF I had food impaction, would any of this be possible? ((I'm trying to justify my symptoms with logic))
I've looked at other Reddit posts for insight and remedies that have helped them and I will be sure to try a few tricks. I've started to write down what I eat in a diary. But, I just want this cycle to end, and with my health anxiety I fear it makes everything worse. I'm trying not to worry nor think about it, but like I stated, distractions don't shift my mind and make me feel the sensation even more :(
My cousin has acid reflux (not sure if she's been diagnosed or tested), anyway, she says she gets it "really bad", and when she feels something in her throat, she drinks cold milk . I tried that, thinking it'll help me too but it doesn't. I guess the haunt begins to find out what works well for me and what triggers it.
I first got the symptoms after eating my dinner last week. I thought I swallowed some pieces of food without chewing properly, which made me start to cough and mimic choking. I quickly drank lots of water to "wash it down" but still felt like food WAS stuck and at the back of my throat so, I continued drinking more water and attempted to make myself throw up to try and "catch it" to no avail. Since then, I've felt like food has been stuck and lodge in my throat. That night, I even had lemon and ginger thinking it'll will soothe the issue but NOPE, still here.
Nurse prescribed me with acid reflux medicine today that will be available for pick up tomorrow. Nurse didn't even refer me to an ENT specialist and said to take the medicine, as ENT have very long waiting lists. In the meanwhile, she suggested I take gaviscon at bedtime.
OK! So, where do I go from here? I have no choice but to wait to take the medicine to see if it works and try eliminating certain foods. For the sake of my anxiety, I think I need endoscopy and barium swallow test done so I'm aware IF anything is causing obstruction something can be done instead of living in the fear of the unknown.
I'm also not overweight, and do not smoke or consume alcohol. My diet is pretty poor but I'm willing to make the changes for the sake of my health.
2023.05.30 22:52 No-Map6818 What Codependency Looks Like In A Dating Relationship
Over time, one person takes too much responsibility for keeping in touch and connecting. The other person does too little, pulls back and withholds care, time and effort. Often, this will happen early on while dating.
As one person withdraws, the other trys to make up for it by over functioning and working way too hard on the relationship. You are over functioning for their under functioning.
Codependents base their self worth on being needed, often at the expense of their own needs. In a healthy relationship, people treat each other with respect, trust, and are always honest with one another.
Setting limits and having boundaries is an important skill to have while dating and beyond. Don’t let someone disrespect you just because you feel sorry for them. Don’t explain away bad behavior because they had a bad day or a bad childhood. Making excuses for bad behavoir is what codependency looks like.
Make sure you maintain your own life, separate from your partner. Notice if they are maintaining their own life, too. Schedule time to see friends and family, or spend a night alone so you can unwind. Do things on your own and then you will have more things to talk about when you’re together. This is an important way to set limits.
Don’t be afraid to value your own body. Your body is also part of setting limits and boundaries. We live in a culture where sex is recreational, rather that being an expression of love. If you are looking for love, it’s ok to reserve your body for a relationship that truly deserves it. You can wait for sex, and make sure the person your dating is really someone who will value true connection and love.
What Codependency Looks Like In A Dating Relationship - (mftherapy.com)
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As one person withdraws, the other trys to make up for it by over functioning and working way too hard on the relationship. You are over functioning for their under functioning.
Codependents base their self worth on being needed, often at the expense of their own needs. In a healthy relationship, people treat each other with respect, trust, and are always honest with one another.
Setting limits and having boundaries is an important skill to have while dating and beyond. Don’t let someone disrespect you just because you feel sorry for them. Don’t explain away bad behavior because they had a bad day or a bad childhood. Making excuses for bad behavoir is what codependency looks like.
Make sure you maintain your own life, separate from your partner. Notice if they are maintaining their own life, too. Schedule time to see friends and family, or spend a night alone so you can unwind. Do things on your own and then you will have more things to talk about when you’re together. This is an important way to set limits.
Don’t be afraid to value your own body. Your body is also part of setting limits and boundaries. We live in a culture where sex is recreational, rather that being an expression of love. If you are looking for love, it’s ok to reserve your body for a relationship that truly deserves it. You can wait for sex, and make sure the person your dating is really someone who will value true connection and love.
What Codependency Looks Like In A Dating Relationship - (mftherapy.com)
2023.05.30 22:51 SjakeS95 Need some advice
My partner and I recently (a week ago) got our 9 week old lab, Freddie. We’ve certainly been blessed, as he has slept through the night (9:30/10 to 5:30/6) since the day we welcomed him home, and w me absolutely adore the pants off him.
We discovered after a couple of days the 1 2 rule which honestly has helped us massively, but I still think we are over-exercising/allowing him to get overtired. We have had quite a few occasions where he gets extra nippy/bitey, loses all attention and doesn’t really know what to do with himself. No matter what we do we cannot help calm him down/get him to settle In his crate.
His hour of awake time typically goes like this: - Straight out to the toilet as soon as he wakes and whines. -10 minutes of sniffing around the garden/some recall training(runners jog to my partner then running back to me/interacting with our 6 year old golden retriever Archie (rather playful together but stop play before it gets too excited simply because of the size of Archie and how small Freddie is at 4.2kg) -inside for a bit more training, sit, learning the love the crate -some light toy play -out for another toilet break -back in to crate for a snooze
I am aware that pups of this age should only be having a small amount of physical exercise a day (10-15min I think, but am happy to be corrected!) but I’m curious what would be classed as ‘exercise’ for his age. As I’m worried that 5/6/7 hours of awake time would mean 50/60/70 minutes of exercise which is causing him to be inconsolable in the evening.
Or I could have this all completely wrong in which case I’m happy to be corrected. I just find it very tough to see him inconsolable.
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We discovered after a couple of days the 1 2 rule which honestly has helped us massively, but I still think we are over-exercising/allowing him to get overtired. We have had quite a few occasions where he gets extra nippy/bitey, loses all attention and doesn’t really know what to do with himself. No matter what we do we cannot help calm him down/get him to settle In his crate.
His hour of awake time typically goes like this: - Straight out to the toilet as soon as he wakes and whines. -10 minutes of sniffing around the garden/some recall training(runners jog to my partner then running back to me/interacting with our 6 year old golden retriever Archie (rather playful together but stop play before it gets too excited simply because of the size of Archie and how small Freddie is at 4.2kg) -inside for a bit more training, sit, learning the love the crate -some light toy play -out for another toilet break -back in to crate for a snooze
I am aware that pups of this age should only be having a small amount of physical exercise a day (10-15min I think, but am happy to be corrected!) but I’m curious what would be classed as ‘exercise’ for his age. As I’m worried that 5/6/7 hours of awake time would mean 50/60/70 minutes of exercise which is causing him to be inconsolable in the evening.
Or I could have this all completely wrong in which case I’m happy to be corrected. I just find it very tough to see him inconsolable.
2023.05.30 22:51 InternalLetterhead6 High blood pressure due to anxiety, anyone else?
Hello everyone, how are you doing?
I have some kind of heart anxiety!
Six months ago, my life took a drastic turn. I began experiencing severe panic attacks or anxiety attacks. I started to breathe rapidly and heavily, my heart rate accelerated, and I felt chest pain. These episodes seemed to come out of nowhere. I had a similar issue ten years ago, but it only lasted for a few days. Unfortunately, now it's becoming more frequent.
During a vacation trip to Brazil (I'm originally from Germany) in hopes of finding relaxation, things took a turn for the worse. I found myself trapped in a vicious cycle, struggling to break free as I had done in the past. I experienced several intense crises that required hospital visits. My blood pressure even reached alarming levels of 230/130. After a 24-hour blood pressure monitoring, the results showed consistently high values, with an average of about 160/100 during the day and night, and occasional peaks around 200/120.
Given my young age (26), I underwent several examinations to investigate the cause, but no issues were found in my kidneys or cardiovascular system. The only notable findings were elevated levels of adrenaline and noradrenaline, undoubtedly related to my anxiety, stress, and panic problems. I'm currently taking Ramipril 5mg, which helps maintain my blood pressure around 110/60 most of the time. However, when I experience sudden nervousness that arises out of nowhere, my blood pressure rises to 150/80 and remains elevated for a few hours. During these episodes, I also notice my hands and feet becoming cold.
Additionally, an ultrasound examination (ecografia) revealed that there are no damages to my blood vessels or heart due to the high blood pressure, suggesting that the condition is still in its early stages. My doctor has prescribed Escitalopram 10mg, and I have also started therapy sessions with a psychologist, although I still have concerns.
Since then, I haven't had a major panic attack because I've learned how to cope with them during a crisis, and I also have medication, such as Clonazepam, for those situations. Fortunately, I haven't had to take it yet. However, these prolonged episodes of nervousness can be extremely frustrating. I'm curious to know if antidepressants can also help with managing them.
Thank you in advance!
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I have some kind of heart anxiety!
Six months ago, my life took a drastic turn. I began experiencing severe panic attacks or anxiety attacks. I started to breathe rapidly and heavily, my heart rate accelerated, and I felt chest pain. These episodes seemed to come out of nowhere. I had a similar issue ten years ago, but it only lasted for a few days. Unfortunately, now it's becoming more frequent.
During a vacation trip to Brazil (I'm originally from Germany) in hopes of finding relaxation, things took a turn for the worse. I found myself trapped in a vicious cycle, struggling to break free as I had done in the past. I experienced several intense crises that required hospital visits. My blood pressure even reached alarming levels of 230/130. After a 24-hour blood pressure monitoring, the results showed consistently high values, with an average of about 160/100 during the day and night, and occasional peaks around 200/120.
Given my young age (26), I underwent several examinations to investigate the cause, but no issues were found in my kidneys or cardiovascular system. The only notable findings were elevated levels of adrenaline and noradrenaline, undoubtedly related to my anxiety, stress, and panic problems. I'm currently taking Ramipril 5mg, which helps maintain my blood pressure around 110/60 most of the time. However, when I experience sudden nervousness that arises out of nowhere, my blood pressure rises to 150/80 and remains elevated for a few hours. During these episodes, I also notice my hands and feet becoming cold.
Additionally, an ultrasound examination (ecografia) revealed that there are no damages to my blood vessels or heart due to the high blood pressure, suggesting that the condition is still in its early stages. My doctor has prescribed Escitalopram 10mg, and I have also started therapy sessions with a psychologist, although I still have concerns.
Since then, I haven't had a major panic attack because I've learned how to cope with them during a crisis, and I also have medication, such as Clonazepam, for those situations. Fortunately, I haven't had to take it yet. However, these prolonged episodes of nervousness can be extremely frustrating. I'm curious to know if antidepressants can also help with managing them.
Thank you in advance!
2023.05.30 22:51 Alternative-Fox-8523 I'm a slut.
When I was 14 I wasn't getting enough attention from my parents,I was pretty much all the time on my phone,there I met a very beautiful world of "internet" which of course surprised me with very older guys than me who assured me they would give me "love and affection" which of course didn't come at the right form or shape.Casually I would talk with 19 guys at the same moment and the word "I love you" full filled my broken soul,it made me so happy but after a little bit I wanted more and more of that!!sadly time pass and I realized in the hard way these guys were not after for my love but instead for my body.
Till my 17 I still was craving that kind of form of love and that's when I met my first boyfriend,things were fine but again it did not end well since he was craving other things than me and it hurts me in many ways,it hurt a lot but I grew into wanting that feeling again and that's when I turned again to internet and met "Brand". He would understand me so well,he would stay up the whole night with me and comfort me,speak me,love me.I loved him so much but my jealousy started growing back to it and I left him.I didn't wanna hurt him with my nonsense brain,he wouldn't want someone from the other part of the world.
I am 19,I finished my first year of university and started working as a pastry chef,I put an end to all of this nonsense and decided to leave it back.I started working as a pastry chef in the biggest restaurant in my town, paying was good, coworkers were fine and there I met my chef.Chef started flirting me and getting closer to me,at first I accepted it and loved the affection/attention I was getting but then I remember the past expirience and kinda back off from him,that's the moment he didn't accept it and he became a monster to me.He bullied me throughout daily at job for my appearance,my weight,my work's progress and everything.
I tried striking a conversation with my parents but they were to busy with their problems,once again only internet was there for me,I tried speaking up for me and of course they would give me love and affection which would turn again to something I didn't like but this time it ended worse.One of the people I spoke had a conversation about my activity with someone else and they started calling me whore and "slut",next day at work my chef said "look at you,look at your body,you look like a fucking slut.What you gonna do at your life huh? Shake your big tits and cry?"
This post is just a cry for help,there's nothing that can be changed.
I just feel extremely lonely and noone would understand me at this rate
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Till my 17 I still was craving that kind of form of love and that's when I met my first boyfriend,things were fine but again it did not end well since he was craving other things than me and it hurts me in many ways,it hurt a lot but I grew into wanting that feeling again and that's when I turned again to internet and met "Brand". He would understand me so well,he would stay up the whole night with me and comfort me,speak me,love me.I loved him so much but my jealousy started growing back to it and I left him.I didn't wanna hurt him with my nonsense brain,he wouldn't want someone from the other part of the world.
I am 19,I finished my first year of university and started working as a pastry chef,I put an end to all of this nonsense and decided to leave it back.I started working as a pastry chef in the biggest restaurant in my town, paying was good, coworkers were fine and there I met my chef.Chef started flirting me and getting closer to me,at first I accepted it and loved the affection/attention I was getting but then I remember the past expirience and kinda back off from him,that's the moment he didn't accept it and he became a monster to me.He bullied me throughout daily at job for my appearance,my weight,my work's progress and everything.
I tried striking a conversation with my parents but they were to busy with their problems,once again only internet was there for me,I tried speaking up for me and of course they would give me love and affection which would turn again to something I didn't like but this time it ended worse.One of the people I spoke had a conversation about my activity with someone else and they started calling me whore and "slut",next day at work my chef said "look at you,look at your body,you look like a fucking slut.What you gonna do at your life huh? Shake your big tits and cry?"
This post is just a cry for help,there's nothing that can be changed.
I just feel extremely lonely and noone would understand me at this rate
2023.05.30 22:50 hixxy_you Impromptu mead bubbling slowly, is a week and 2 days enough?
Made in a impromtu mead last week Wednesday, ab 1.85 L mixed with 1 part honey to 1 part white sugar to 1/2 a part golden syrup with brown sugar and vanilla for flavour, it's been bubbling away pretty quick until just last night it started bubbling slower and now it's quite slow, the sugar percent is probably around 25-35% if i had to guess but i eyballed the measurements, will it be ready this weekend?
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2023.05.30 22:50 Educational-Let-1027 Was this Scorpio’s comment about me?
About a year and a half ago my crush and I went through a rough patch. He tried flirting with me one day, but I didn’t pick up on it. Two weeks later I tried to invite him to my birthday party together to know him better. He wasn’t able to go after all and he was acting very distant and seemed to really not want to be around me. He even wrote some comments on his Twitter (that I don’t follow) about how disloyal people irritate him. Supposedly, I was giving him mixed signals and that really pissed him off.
We haven’t seen each other in eight months. We don’t even text each other. He even dated another girl for a few months despite liking me. I’m having a graduation party, and my cousin are posting stories of my party. Even though he was being a bit too sensitive, I don’t want him to feel bad by making him feel like I don’t care about him. Even if we still talked a lot, I was kind of hurt by his behavior after my birthday party a year ago.
So I posted the videos. Later that night, he posted “how do the best and worst things happen in the same day?” I think that he’s matured now, because he doesn’t post stuff like that very often anymore.
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We haven’t seen each other in eight months. We don’t even text each other. He even dated another girl for a few months despite liking me. I’m having a graduation party, and my cousin are posting stories of my party. Even though he was being a bit too sensitive, I don’t want him to feel bad by making him feel like I don’t care about him. Even if we still talked a lot, I was kind of hurt by his behavior after my birthday party a year ago.
So I posted the videos. Later that night, he posted “how do the best and worst things happen in the same day?” I think that he’s matured now, because he doesn’t post stuff like that very often anymore.
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2023.05.30 22:50 throwaway_my_s0ul Financial Guilt for "Ruining" my Husband's Life
Hey guys. I'm over 30 days into my divorce. We currently still live together and have not told the kids or his parents.
I'm feeling really really guilty today about initiating the divorce. No matter the reasons why I'm leaving, the guilt won't go away. I have this pit in my stomach and I feel like throwing up.
Reasons: Sexual coercion
Does not contribute to any household chores and argues why he shouldn't have to despite us having two kids and us both working fulltime.
Sexual incompatibility and not caring whether or not I am.able to finish. Sometimes using his insecurity to blame.me for taking too long.
Verbally abusive to the kids and I. Throws temper tantrums that scare us. His own parents are scared of him.
Controlling and does not like me spending time with other women/men.
Does not like me having a job because it makes him feel emasculated and insecure.
Anyways, so originally we owned our home with no mortgage. We were fortunate to buy it with cash when we got it. He wanted to still keep the family home since he believes hes done nothing wrong and shouldn't have to lose everything because I'm the one wanting this.
He took out a HELOC, paid off all our mutual debt including my car and then gave me my cut of the house equity from it.
I do all the finances and ran the numbers. According to the child support calculator, he should be paying at least $800 for both of our children. Now that he has a mortgage when we never did before ($1200/mo), after all bills and stuff, he will have about $700 left over each month for anything else. There's no way he can afford child support.
I am looking at rent/mortgage for about the same amount of $$ ($1200) because there are no apartments in my area and Im trying to reduce the change on the kids as much as possible.
He complained last night that he won't have enough money to fix his truck and can't take the kids anywhere. (AC is broken) but he has an expensive sports car that can't be driven very far. We always used my car. I know some.of you will tell me he should sell his car. Should he have to since this is my decision?
I don't mind charging him less CS, but some of it isn't up to me, it's up to what a judge will accept. He offered around $200/mo which would leave him $500/mo for gas and food.
Hes very upset with me saying if I just communicated my needs, then we could work this marriage out and I wouldn't be taking him for everything he has.
I have not wanted to go after his 401k, his savings, his two cars, I left him the house. He can have all the household furniture..none of it is enough because he just wants me to stay. But I cant.
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I'm feeling really really guilty today about initiating the divorce. No matter the reasons why I'm leaving, the guilt won't go away. I have this pit in my stomach and I feel like throwing up.
Reasons: Sexual coercion
Does not contribute to any household chores and argues why he shouldn't have to despite us having two kids and us both working fulltime.
Sexual incompatibility and not caring whether or not I am.able to finish. Sometimes using his insecurity to blame.me for taking too long.
Verbally abusive to the kids and I. Throws temper tantrums that scare us. His own parents are scared of him.
Controlling and does not like me spending time with other women/men.
Does not like me having a job because it makes him feel emasculated and insecure.
Anyways, so originally we owned our home with no mortgage. We were fortunate to buy it with cash when we got it. He wanted to still keep the family home since he believes hes done nothing wrong and shouldn't have to lose everything because I'm the one wanting this.
He took out a HELOC, paid off all our mutual debt including my car and then gave me my cut of the house equity from it.
I do all the finances and ran the numbers. According to the child support calculator, he should be paying at least $800 for both of our children. Now that he has a mortgage when we never did before ($1200/mo), after all bills and stuff, he will have about $700 left over each month for anything else. There's no way he can afford child support.
I am looking at rent/mortgage for about the same amount of $$ ($1200) because there are no apartments in my area and Im trying to reduce the change on the kids as much as possible.
He complained last night that he won't have enough money to fix his truck and can't take the kids anywhere. (AC is broken) but he has an expensive sports car that can't be driven very far. We always used my car. I know some.of you will tell me he should sell his car. Should he have to since this is my decision?
I don't mind charging him less CS, but some of it isn't up to me, it's up to what a judge will accept. He offered around $200/mo which would leave him $500/mo for gas and food.
Hes very upset with me saying if I just communicated my needs, then we could work this marriage out and I wouldn't be taking him for everything he has.
I have not wanted to go after his 401k, his savings, his two cars, I left him the house. He can have all the household furniture..none of it is enough because he just wants me to stay. But I cant.
2023.05.30 22:50 SlinkySlekker Neighbors’ visitors park in front of my home. Problem is, where they are parking is not on the street — we paid to pave over our flower beds, creating a setback from the street for our own additional parking spaces within our property line.
Just curious how others would handle this. My family home is on a private road, in a gated community, for the past 45 years. Very quiet neighborhood where most people have lived for decades. I know I’m very lucky to live where I do, and it’s 100% because of my father’s hard work, proper planning, and buying before the gates went up.
We’re in the mountains, don’t have sidewalks or street lamps, lots of bears, mountain lions, bobcats, etc., and everybody keeps themselves to themselves. The privacy of my neighborhood is as much geographical as attitudinal.
The neighborhood was almost destroyed by forest fires a few decades ago, and our house burned down, like every other person here. Because of fires & rock/mud slides, we realized we could be cut off and unable to leave our driveway in the back, in the next emergency. So when we rebuilt, we paid a lot of money to pave over our flower beds out front, which was about 6 feet set back from the road.
People keep parking there, which is odd, considering how little we, as a community, bother each other. If you have a party, you either shuttle guests in, notify your neighbors, or instruct visitors to park on the side of the street that has ZERO houses.
It never bothered me, because they’re our “in case of emergency or when the rest of the family visiting” spots. But I’m my mother’s caregiver, and she is s preternaturally territorial. She’s told the neighbors that we don’t want strangers parked in front of our house for hours at a time, especially because they’re literally trespassing on our property. We are the only house with a set-back, and private spaces in front. Anyone parking there can see that they are on our property, because our mailbox still meets the private road.
Recently, crime is creeping closer to our community — never a problem in the past b/c of our relative isolation. When my mother told me that she experiences low level fear and uncertainty to have unknown stranger parking in front of our house, I suddenly got it, and it’s beginning to annoy me also.
What would you do? She’s against “tacky” signs, but last night, I ordered “Private Property: No Parking” 6 x 12 signs I can place close to our curb — if she lets me. I inherited the house, but I’m determined to defer to my mother out of love and respect. She CANNOT abide these parkers, and occasionally will email around asking whose car it is.
I’m staying hers after she passed, and I’m kinda stressed about this weird issue. The old neighbors we’ve always known and shared private sensibilities are dying or downsizing. More new people apparently means more boundary testing. I’m a lawyer, and realize I’m 100% within my rights to tow their friends, all day every day, but I’m also a good neighbor who appreciates the introverted sense if community we’ve always had here.
I want it to stop for quite a few reasons, but mainly, I want our boundaries respected. Yes, our spots are next to the road, but legally and visually are not street parking. I’m intense and aggressive by nature (helps w/being a trial attorney), but I love this little oasis of peace and do not want to upset the balance we’ve always had. But it’s starting to piss me off, now, so I’d truly appreciate other perspectives on this.
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We’re in the mountains, don’t have sidewalks or street lamps, lots of bears, mountain lions, bobcats, etc., and everybody keeps themselves to themselves. The privacy of my neighborhood is as much geographical as attitudinal.
The neighborhood was almost destroyed by forest fires a few decades ago, and our house burned down, like every other person here. Because of fires & rock/mud slides, we realized we could be cut off and unable to leave our driveway in the back, in the next emergency. So when we rebuilt, we paid a lot of money to pave over our flower beds out front, which was about 6 feet set back from the road.
People keep parking there, which is odd, considering how little we, as a community, bother each other. If you have a party, you either shuttle guests in, notify your neighbors, or instruct visitors to park on the side of the street that has ZERO houses.
It never bothered me, because they’re our “in case of emergency or when the rest of the family visiting” spots. But I’m my mother’s caregiver, and she is s preternaturally territorial. She’s told the neighbors that we don’t want strangers parked in front of our house for hours at a time, especially because they’re literally trespassing on our property. We are the only house with a set-back, and private spaces in front. Anyone parking there can see that they are on our property, because our mailbox still meets the private road.
Recently, crime is creeping closer to our community — never a problem in the past b/c of our relative isolation. When my mother told me that she experiences low level fear and uncertainty to have unknown stranger parking in front of our house, I suddenly got it, and it’s beginning to annoy me also.
What would you do? She’s against “tacky” signs, but last night, I ordered “Private Property: No Parking” 6 x 12 signs I can place close to our curb — if she lets me. I inherited the house, but I’m determined to defer to my mother out of love and respect. She CANNOT abide these parkers, and occasionally will email around asking whose car it is.
I’m staying hers after she passed, and I’m kinda stressed about this weird issue. The old neighbors we’ve always known and shared private sensibilities are dying or downsizing. More new people apparently means more boundary testing. I’m a lawyer, and realize I’m 100% within my rights to tow their friends, all day every day, but I’m also a good neighbor who appreciates the introverted sense if community we’ve always had here.
I want it to stop for quite a few reasons, but mainly, I want our boundaries respected. Yes, our spots are next to the road, but legally and visually are not street parking. I’m intense and aggressive by nature (helps w/being a trial attorney), but I love this little oasis of peace and do not want to upset the balance we’ve always had. But it’s starting to piss me off, now, so I’d truly appreciate other perspectives on this.
2023.05.30 22:50 sawman160 Post- Rock
Explosions in the Sky are touring and hitting a few fests (namely ACL)
Any chance we could see some of this at chella? Could see it as solid counter programming around midnight one night.
Mogwai would be a dream. Maybe Austin TV with their reunion and new music
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Any chance we could see some of this at chella? Could see it as solid counter programming around midnight one night.
Mogwai would be a dream. Maybe Austin TV with their reunion and new music
2023.05.30 22:49 runemilrun Is this an accepted pet carrier?
 | Traveling domestically (US) with my cat soon. The combined weight of the carrier and my cat is less than 15 lbs and the dimensions are as per on AA website. I have a digital copy of her rabies vaccinations but don't have a health cert (I called last night to confirm that it's not needed). submitted by runemilrun to americanairlines [link] [comments] I want to double check if this type of soft-sided carrier is allowed? I read horror stories about cat being denied boarding and I want to come 4 hours early to the airport in case this happens but I also don't want to unnecessarily make my cat wait too long. Appreciate your help, thank you. This is our first time flying together so I'm terribly anxious! |
2023.05.30 22:49 global_godess Introduction 🫢
Once upon a time in a quiet little town, there were two siblings named Alex and Emily. They had been living together since they born and they have done every adventures together. Their friendship blossomed over the years, as they shared countless laughs, supported each other through ups and downs, and formed an unbreakable bond.
As they entered their teenage years, Alex and Emily discovered new feelings stirring within them. What had once been innocent friendship began to evolve into something deeper. Yet, they were both uncertain and afraid to jeopardize their cherished family.
One summer, the town held a grand fair, filling the streets with colorful lights, joyous laughter, and a sense of adventure. Alex and Emily decided to embrace the festivities together, hoping to distract their hearts from the growing complexity of their emotions.
As they strolled through the fairgrounds, their hands brushed against each other. A shared glance passed between them, carrying a weight of unspoken desire. That night, under a starlit sky, they found themselves drawn closer. They sat on a park bench, their hearts pounding in unison, and finally, they mustered the courage to kiss each other.
After the kiss (and maybe some more 😏) with trembling voices, Alex and Emily spoke of their love, unsure of what lay ahead. Fearful of the potential consequences, they sought guidance from those they trusted most. Their families, although surprised, recognized the authenticity of their connection. They can’t encouraged the young couple to follow their hearts, reminding them that true love do knows bounds…..
After a while they should move out from their hometown because of the bullying and lack of sympathy. 💔😭
Embracing their newfound romance, Alex and Emily navigated the challenges of a relationship with maturity and respect. They understood the importance of open communication, trust, and the need to maintain their “only family” that left.
As they continued their journey through life, their shared living space transformed into a sanctuary of love and warmth. Their home became a reflection of their bond, adorned with photographs, mementos, and cherished memories. Their new friends who didn’t know anything at all about their past and loved ones marveled at the profound connection they had built, admiring their unwavering support for one another.
Years passed, and Alex and Emily faced trials and tribulations as any couple in family does. But their solid foundation and unwavering love carried them through. They celebrated each other's achievements, held each other through tears, and found solace in their shared dreams and aspirations.
Their love story, once born from being siblings, had flourished into a love that was deep and profound. They were grateful for their unique journey, understanding that it had shaped them into the people they had become. Together, they embraced the future with open hearts, ready to create a lifetime of happiness, adventures, and cherished memories as partners in love and life traveling around the world 🌎
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As they entered their teenage years, Alex and Emily discovered new feelings stirring within them. What had once been innocent friendship began to evolve into something deeper. Yet, they were both uncertain and afraid to jeopardize their cherished family.
One summer, the town held a grand fair, filling the streets with colorful lights, joyous laughter, and a sense of adventure. Alex and Emily decided to embrace the festivities together, hoping to distract their hearts from the growing complexity of their emotions.
As they strolled through the fairgrounds, their hands brushed against each other. A shared glance passed between them, carrying a weight of unspoken desire. That night, under a starlit sky, they found themselves drawn closer. They sat on a park bench, their hearts pounding in unison, and finally, they mustered the courage to kiss each other.
After the kiss (and maybe some more 😏) with trembling voices, Alex and Emily spoke of their love, unsure of what lay ahead. Fearful of the potential consequences, they sought guidance from those they trusted most. Their families, although surprised, recognized the authenticity of their connection. They can’t encouraged the young couple to follow their hearts, reminding them that true love do knows bounds…..
After a while they should move out from their hometown because of the bullying and lack of sympathy. 💔😭
Embracing their newfound romance, Alex and Emily navigated the challenges of a relationship with maturity and respect. They understood the importance of open communication, trust, and the need to maintain their “only family” that left.
As they continued their journey through life, their shared living space transformed into a sanctuary of love and warmth. Their home became a reflection of their bond, adorned with photographs, mementos, and cherished memories. Their new friends who didn’t know anything at all about their past and loved ones marveled at the profound connection they had built, admiring their unwavering support for one another.
Years passed, and Alex and Emily faced trials and tribulations as any couple in family does. But their solid foundation and unwavering love carried them through. They celebrated each other's achievements, held each other through tears, and found solace in their shared dreams and aspirations.
Their love story, once born from being siblings, had flourished into a love that was deep and profound. They were grateful for their unique journey, understanding that it had shaped them into the people they had become. Together, they embraced the future with open hearts, ready to create a lifetime of happiness, adventures, and cherished memories as partners in love and life traveling around the world 🌎
2023.05.30 22:49 readingupastorm Tretinoin vs. Retinol: which is more effective for anti-aging?
Specifically for firmer skin. Currently I'm using vitamin C serum in the morning and a retinol cream at night, but should I switch retinol for Tret?
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2023.05.30 22:48 definitivelynobody Saddest comment of an abortion experience I've ever read 💔
 | This was a comment left on Live Action's instagram on one of their posts about the abortion pill. submitted by definitivelynobody to prolife [link] [comments] |
2023.05.30 22:48 GhostofCharlotte A question regarding jd's sexual assault...
I don't want to give out names because of potential backlash, but the pastor who SA'd dahmer after a night out actually came forward and was featured in a newspaper article, with him sitting there, smiling at the camera. I don't want to go into detail about the actual assault, but the pastor took advantage of Jeff being drunk, took him home, and dahmer woke up in the middle of being SA'd, hogtied to a rope system on the ceiling. The two were having a conversation over beers, but dahmer doesn't remember going home with the pastor.
... Why publicly come out and tell everyone that you SA'd someone? I'm not saying dahmer is lying, maybe SA was seen differently back then, and perhaps people didn't understand male SA back then, but if you take someone home against their will and have intercourse with them whilst they're passed out drunk, that's obviously sexual assault, male or female.
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... Why publicly come out and tell everyone that you SA'd someone? I'm not saying dahmer is lying, maybe SA was seen differently back then, and perhaps people didn't understand male SA back then, but if you take someone home against their will and have intercourse with them whilst they're passed out drunk, that's obviously sexual assault, male or female.
2023.05.30 22:48 GumblerHere Horror Hospital Experiments
In the eerie stillness of a cold October night, the moon cast long shadows upon the desolate landscape surrounding an abandoned hospital. Rumors of its dark past had circulated among the townsfolk, warning of the horrors that had transpired within its decaying walls. However, driven by a morbid curiosity, a young girl named Emily ventured into the forsaken building, oblivious to the terror that awaited her.
As she stepped through the creaking doors, the stale scent of decay permeated the air, sending a shiver down her spine. Flickering lights cast an unsettling glow on the dilapidated hallways, where remnants of medical equipment lay strewn about like forgotten relics. Emily's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins.
As she cautiously explored the labyrinthine corridors, the echoing sounds of her footsteps seemed to be drowned out by an unnerving silence. Each door she passed exuded an ominous aura, as if guarding the secrets of the hospital's sinister past. With trembling hands, she reached out to push open one of the doors, revealing a room filled with jars—rows upon rows of jars.
Inside these glass prisons, the moonlight revealed an unsettling sight. Floating in murky liquid were human organs, pickled in their grotesque forms. The labels on the jars were faded, but Emily could still make out words like "heart," "brain," and "eyes." A wave of nausea washed over her, threatening to consume her fragile courage.
In her exploration, Emily stumbled upon a hidden room, concealed behind a crumbling wall. As she entered, the foul stench of decay grew stronger. The flickering lightbulb revealed a macabre sight—a makeshift operating theater, a place where unspeakable acts had been committed. Bloodstains adorned the cold, metallic table, and rusted surgical tools lay scattered haphazardly.
Terrified yet transfixed, Emily's eyes were drawn to a row of journals stacked upon a rotting shelf. The pages were filled with the deranged ramblings of disturbed minds. They chronicled grotesque experiments conducted on unwitting patients, describing the doctors' descent into madness and their insatiable hunger for knowledge.
As Emily leafed through the journals, her mind reeled with horror. The doctors had experimented on their victims, seeking to unlock the mysteries of life and death. They had fused limbs together, attempted to create new organs, and conducted unimaginable surgical procedures on the living. The pages spoke of screams that echoed through the night and the haunting pleas for mercy that went unanswered.
With a growing sense of dread, Emily realized that she was not alone in the abandoned hospital. Faint whispers seemed to emanate from the darkened corners, sending chills down her spine. Shadows danced in her periphery, hinting at the presence of something sinister, something that thrived on pain and suffering.
Panic seized Emily as she desperately tried to find an exit, but the hospital seemed to have transformed into a labyrinth of despair. Every hallway led her deeper into the heart of darkness. The whispers grew louder, the shadows more menacing, as if mocking her feeble attempts to escape their clutches.
In a final act of desperation, Emily burst through a door, stumbling into an operating room that remained untouched by time. As she turned to face the door she had just passed through, she froze in terror. The deranged doctors, their faces twisted with madness, stood before her, their bloodstained hands reaching out, eager to continue their grisly experiments.
Screaming, Emily sprinted through the hospital, her heart pounding in her ears. The doctors pursued her relentlessly, their maniacal laughter echoing through the decaying corridors. With every step, her hope waned, until
she found herself trapped in a dead-end room, surrounded by the horrors of her own making.
As the doctors closed in, their scalpels glinting in the dim light, Emily's fate seemed sealed. The abandoned hospital claimed another victim, ensnaring her in its web of nightmares and despair. And on that cold October night, her cries of terror were drowned out by the relentless darkness that consumed her.
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As she stepped through the creaking doors, the stale scent of decay permeated the air, sending a shiver down her spine. Flickering lights cast an unsettling glow on the dilapidated hallways, where remnants of medical equipment lay strewn about like forgotten relics. Emily's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins.
As she cautiously explored the labyrinthine corridors, the echoing sounds of her footsteps seemed to be drowned out by an unnerving silence. Each door she passed exuded an ominous aura, as if guarding the secrets of the hospital's sinister past. With trembling hands, she reached out to push open one of the doors, revealing a room filled with jars—rows upon rows of jars.
Inside these glass prisons, the moonlight revealed an unsettling sight. Floating in murky liquid were human organs, pickled in their grotesque forms. The labels on the jars were faded, but Emily could still make out words like "heart," "brain," and "eyes." A wave of nausea washed over her, threatening to consume her fragile courage.
In her exploration, Emily stumbled upon a hidden room, concealed behind a crumbling wall. As she entered, the foul stench of decay grew stronger. The flickering lightbulb revealed a macabre sight—a makeshift operating theater, a place where unspeakable acts had been committed. Bloodstains adorned the cold, metallic table, and rusted surgical tools lay scattered haphazardly.
Terrified yet transfixed, Emily's eyes were drawn to a row of journals stacked upon a rotting shelf. The pages were filled with the deranged ramblings of disturbed minds. They chronicled grotesque experiments conducted on unwitting patients, describing the doctors' descent into madness and their insatiable hunger for knowledge.
As Emily leafed through the journals, her mind reeled with horror. The doctors had experimented on their victims, seeking to unlock the mysteries of life and death. They had fused limbs together, attempted to create new organs, and conducted unimaginable surgical procedures on the living. The pages spoke of screams that echoed through the night and the haunting pleas for mercy that went unanswered.
With a growing sense of dread, Emily realized that she was not alone in the abandoned hospital. Faint whispers seemed to emanate from the darkened corners, sending chills down her spine. Shadows danced in her periphery, hinting at the presence of something sinister, something that thrived on pain and suffering.
Panic seized Emily as she desperately tried to find an exit, but the hospital seemed to have transformed into a labyrinth of despair. Every hallway led her deeper into the heart of darkness. The whispers grew louder, the shadows more menacing, as if mocking her feeble attempts to escape their clutches.
In a final act of desperation, Emily burst through a door, stumbling into an operating room that remained untouched by time. As she turned to face the door she had just passed through, she froze in terror. The deranged doctors, their faces twisted with madness, stood before her, their bloodstained hands reaching out, eager to continue their grisly experiments.
Screaming, Emily sprinted through the hospital, her heart pounding in her ears. The doctors pursued her relentlessly, their maniacal laughter echoing through the decaying corridors. With every step, her hope waned, until
she found herself trapped in a dead-end room, surrounded by the horrors of her own making.
As the doctors closed in, their scalpels glinting in the dim light, Emily's fate seemed sealed. The abandoned hospital claimed another victim, ensnaring her in its web of nightmares and despair. And on that cold October night, her cries of terror were drowned out by the relentless darkness that consumed her.
2023.05.30 22:48 garrywarry Just constantly nauseous
Female, 36, 180cm, 210lbs, white (Europe), bpd - no medication
In November I started on sertralin and within days got incredibly sick with diarrhea. I stopped them instantly but despite taking over the counter medicine I still had trouble for around a month. At the same time I started having problems with nausea especially when falling asleep. Just as I start to sleep I get jolted awake with a sudden wave of nausea and my stomach churning like I'm extremely hungry. It will happen repeatedly until I do eventually fall asleep. It never happens again during the night. I've tried eating before bed/not eating before bed/anti acid tablets etc but nothing works. It doesn't feel like acid reflux as I don't have the burning sensation like I did during pregnancy. Only the hunger and nausea.
I've also started feeling bloated most days. Last week during a stressful period it was especially bad causing me actual pain when sitting. I've not been constipated, or had diarrhea again thankfully. Just excessive bloating and of course nausea with it.
To add to all this I've also been getting increasingly motion sick. What started as just the odd sea sickness, turned into cars, some video games, but now also trains (where I've never been motion sick). I feel I can't travel at all.
I've tried talking to my doctor in the past but he just lumps it all under anxiety and at this point I honestly don't know whether it is or not. All I know is I feel sick most days, my digestion feels like it's struggling, and I'm constantly exhausted or in pain in some way. Id really appreciate if someone could just help me at this point as I just feel that something has got to give.
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In November I started on sertralin and within days got incredibly sick with diarrhea. I stopped them instantly but despite taking over the counter medicine I still had trouble for around a month. At the same time I started having problems with nausea especially when falling asleep. Just as I start to sleep I get jolted awake with a sudden wave of nausea and my stomach churning like I'm extremely hungry. It will happen repeatedly until I do eventually fall asleep. It never happens again during the night. I've tried eating before bed/not eating before bed/anti acid tablets etc but nothing works. It doesn't feel like acid reflux as I don't have the burning sensation like I did during pregnancy. Only the hunger and nausea.
I've also started feeling bloated most days. Last week during a stressful period it was especially bad causing me actual pain when sitting. I've not been constipated, or had diarrhea again thankfully. Just excessive bloating and of course nausea with it.
To add to all this I've also been getting increasingly motion sick. What started as just the odd sea sickness, turned into cars, some video games, but now also trains (where I've never been motion sick). I feel I can't travel at all.
I've tried talking to my doctor in the past but he just lumps it all under anxiety and at this point I honestly don't know whether it is or not. All I know is I feel sick most days, my digestion feels like it's struggling, and I'm constantly exhausted or in pain in some way. Id really appreciate if someone could just help me at this point as I just feel that something has got to give.