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Friendship breakup are the worst. And more worse if it's with your best friend. So I (m28) broke up with my (f29) bestfriend. So I was hurt or perhaps upset by some thing. I just decided to confess it to her that I was a bit Hurt by her. Later she went on gaslight or invalidate my feelings that I shouldn't be hurt by such petty or small thing (Forgetting to wish me on my birthday or keeping a cute status for me) urgh somethingswe have weird expectations). She went on to say that the thing which I wanted is totally immaterial and it mattered enough to hurt me it itself was the problem. And she does not want to be friends with a person for whom small things mattered the most. I truly loved her by my heart. As a good friend. But is friendship is like just sharing things when you are a bit Hurt and your best friend would help to solve it? Did I do wrong if I actually told my friend what hurt me or just expected a bit little much?

Oh my goodness guys, I’m screaming. I finally slayed the 65 dragon after 3 prior devastating attempts. Here’s what worked for me/what didn’t.
Few things right off the top: I am a 27 year old financial planner with ADHD and HORRIBLE test anxiety. I work for a firm that recently converted to an RIA, and they decided to require this shortly after I started until you got your CFP. I have a masters in personal financial planning and a masters in business administration. Over the past year and a half (yeah I know) I have: gone on vacation, gotten married, honeymooned, got my appendix removed, got Covid, had a bunch of personal deaths AND got a very poorly behaved puppy. So that’s why this is SUCH a stretched out process.
Attempt 1: October 2021. Work bought us Kaplan textbooks and the premium study system. I said to myself, “self, you have a masters in financial planning AND and MBA, this test is nothing”, I skimmed a few guides, walked in, and BOMBED. 52%
Study method? 0/10
Attempt 2: January 2022: okay, last plan didn’t work. I’ll take a week off work, read the Kaplan book and do practice questions. Cool. This is when the ADHD kicked in and said “that books dumb” and I only really got through section 1. I also bought Test Geek’s videos, which I enjoyed, but felt the practice test was way easier than the exam I remembered. I did some Kaplan practice questions, but only the chapter benchmarks, and still didn’t think they were super valuable (despite what literally everyone told me). Had a nervous breakdown the morning of because I knew I wasn’t prepared, and BOMBED. 60%
Study method? 2/10 my heart was in the right place and Test Geek helped me understand a lot of the key concepts I was missing, but not the little dumb details.
Attempt 3: July 2022. okay, now it’s getting personal. Just got married, back from the honeymoon, let’s do it. In fact, I’ll completely reset my Kaplan program so all my stats and such are new. I read the book, take a ton of notes and drew diagrams and all that, still not doing many questions though. I’d do the ones in the textbook, do the occasional qbank on chapters I didn’t understand. However, I also panic purchased Pass Perfect and STC. I ended up barely touching them, so a pure waste of money. Had a smaller but still ugly panic attack that morning, went in, mind go blank, got a 64%.
Study method? 5/10 I call this my first “true attempt”, where I studied but definitely not how I should have. I was thinking my lack of reading was the issue, and it was, but I also was studying to try and understand concepts, rather than studying for the 65.
FINAL ATTEMPT: 3/20/2022 I had my 6 month block, which was what I needed. I purchased the Kaplan Live Video class with an incredible teacher, Mr. David Cavaliere. If anyone is struggling with the 65, don’t wait like I did, find a class. It was 3 hours a night, 2 days a week for 4 weeks in January. After the class was done, I still felt like I couldn’t answer the questions on the test screen. I could get the concepts, but when my eyes hit the screen it was all another language. I decided to try Achievable as well, I went through and read their “textbook” and did a lot of their questions. My brain LOVED this textbook. It was a lot simpler, less daunting, and could be consumed in like 20-30 min sessions. I also realized I SUCKED at reading questions, and typically skipped a lot of the “is not/false/except” words. A week before, I did as many Kaplan questions I could a day. I also found the incredible Mr. Dean Tinney. I watched a lot of his videos, especially the test explications, and that was the kick in the ass I needed. I started a Google doc where I took notes on the question, what was being asked, and why answers were right or wrong. I ended up doing this with my Kaplan Q Bank too, and created a weird little book of more or less “1000 facts found on the series 65”. Instead of trying to connect every dot, I realized once I saw a question and it’s explanation, I typically would recognize it again and get it right. This also help with the ADHD, as it was nuggets of wisdom rather than an 800 page book. So I did as many questions as I could get my hands on (not a worry with the QBank!) and wrote as many like 1-5 sentence tidbits as I could. I bolded key words or concepts so it would be obvious that we were being asked about THAT thing.
Morning of, my wonderful husband made me a protein filled breakfast, I watched the last 30 min of Dean Tinney’s Mutual Fund, read my list of answer explanations, reviewed the 4 info dump sheets from Achievable, and went to the exam. Only cried a little bit this time 😅
During the exam, I read each question 3 times and used one of my note sheets to cover answers so I could stop myself from going too fast. It took me about 2 hrs 45 min, and I took a bathroom break after 70 questions to clear my head as I felt the anxiety coming on.
Study method: 8/10, which I had started Kaplan Q Banks sooner, I was getting 70s which did not spark confidence.
I saw a lot of questions about puts/calls (4-5, especially like “what was the gain/loss”), 2 about solicitors and a few advertising, two about joint in entirety back to back which made me laugh, most registration questions were about IARs, only maybe 3-4 math questions (ROR!), there were just as many point and clicks as there were head scratchers for me, I had 36 flagged for review which seemed like a cruel joke.
-takes stage with my 🏆 to make my acceptance speech- Overall I am so blessed to finally be done! I’d like to thank my husband, my incredibly patient work, Mr. Tinney and Mr. Caviliere, and my pets for snuggling on the couch with me all those late nights. Couldn’t have done it without you!
My boss already asked about the CFP. So I’ll be catching you on that Reddit! Trust me I will read and do practice questions the FIRST time lol, I learned my lesson.

Hello all!
I am still relatively new to Powershell- I used it before for something specific a few years ago, and have finally brought it out again last week. Therefore, it is possible my ways of doing things might not be the most streamlined, and I was hoping to get some takes from people who are more familiar with computers and script making.
So, my problem is that I hate the way that OneDrive makes it so you have home any folder or file you want to sync into its own special little OneDrive folder. It irks me to no end. So, after some googling, I found out about Symlinks. A lot of people said that there were some issues with Symlinks not actually working with OneDrive, but I set it up to link my Downloads folder with OneDrive, and it seemed to work pretty well- no missing files or problems with subfolders not being populated. However, I realised two things- 1. that I would perpetually have a little "syncing in progress" icon on the symlinked folders/files, which by itself is annoying but I think it's a sacrifice I could make given the benefit I was getting from the symlinks; what I really didn't like though was 2. OneDrive would not automatically register any new folders or files added to the symlink directory, in that it would appear in the OneDrive folder, but would not immediately sync it to the cloud. OneDrive sync would have to be manually rebooted in order for anything new to be uploaded.
To combat this, I learned how to make a PowerShell script that would stop and immediately restart OneDrive anytime something in my Downloads folder was changed, added, deleted, or renamed. What i'm now thinking, though, is wouldn't it just be better to have a PowerShell script that will immediately add/delete/replace any file or folder that gets changed in my local directory, to the One Drive folder, and vice-versa? Essentially mimicking the symlink function, but without the issue of the non-syncing? Or will this create a paradox where, when something changes in the local folder and is then changed in the OneDrive folder, the script then tries to change the local folder again? Is the way I currently have it set up the most efficient?
Note, I do know that the sync issue, and the perpetual sync icon, is fixed if I make my OneDrive folder the "original"/target folder, However, you're unable to set up such a thing for directories like Downloads, unless you move your download path to a new folder, and the whole point of this is that I don't what to mess with the system I already have in place for things and move everything to a new folder. Additionally, I really don't like the idea of not having my files on a my own hard-drive; if something happens to OneDrive and it loses my files, they'll then be gone forever because I don't have my own copies of them, just imitations.
Anyway, what are your guys' thoughts here? Should I change to having a script do it all, or stick with my current work-around? Thanks in advance :)

Long story short. 1. She broke up with me 2. I ask if there's any chance of getting back together, she says no. 3. She has sex with someone else. 4. Wants to get back together, deeply regrets her decision of breaking up and sleeping w someone else. Realizes she only wants me and still loves me.
Brief backstory: Gf (23f) of 2 years broke up with me (25m) after living together and moved out after a year with our lease up. She said she doesn't feel like she's in love w me anymore and lost feelings. During the break of 1 month - she slept with someone a week after breaking up. She is straight up and honest about it when reaching back out to reconcile the relationship. I believe her when she said she didn't break up w me to see other people as she was in fact in a dark place mentally. She's always been honest and open to me never any trust issues in relationship. She is even allowing me a "hall pass" before getting back together if it makes me feel better but I feel it could get messy and also not necessarily looking for a "hall pass". Is this a deal breaker for y'all? And no I did not see anyone else during the month apart if that matters.

Hi Reddit!
Looking for advice and what better place then from strangers on the internet. Here is some background on the situtation. My ex (24 F) and I met on Hinge back in late August of 2022 and were in an official relationship for four months (Realtionship ended in late February 2023). The week prior to the breakup I felt her behavior change and suspected this was coming. She broke up with me and said it was because she didn't have the same feelings as in the beginning and the "spark" was not there anymore. She wanted to be friends after the breakup, I said I didn't want to be friends right now and needed time to process the breakup, my feelings, and heal because I felt hurt and went no contact with her.
After reflecting on the relationship, my feelings for her, and myself I decided to reach out to her. I called her and expressed that I still had feelings for her, we had a lengthy conversation and she agreed to meet in person to talk. After meeting up in person she said she never expected to hear from me again and was surprised. She admitted that she was falling in love with me and the real reason she ended the relationship was because she likes and was expecting romantic gestures like in rom-com movies. She recognizes that it wasn't necessarily "right" to have these expectations. I had no idea she liked gestures like these as we never talked about it. During the conversation she discussed scenarios like buying her flowers just because I was thinking of her. On one occasion she cut a date short because she had to pickup a relative and she wishes I would have said can I come with you so we can be together and we don't have to cut our time together so short. Some of this stuff seemed realistic and I wish I had done it earlier on during the relationship, I get into my head about things like this and didn't want her to feel like like I was overwhelming her in a way. In a sense using the flowers as an example it feels like giving gifts to someone, and I am someone that really could care less about gift giving. In fact if we never gave each other gifts ever I would be completely happy. Now I know thats not realistic and like I mentioned, I understand her point of view and getting her flowers just because is a reasonable request. I told her this and said I wish I had done stuff like and that I am capable of doing it. She told me she felt durning the relationship that she had a best friend and a partner, but the romantic gestures were not there to tie it all together. Ultimately, I also feel like this was an issue of a lack of communication and could have possibly been addressed rather than breaking up if this is the REAL reason why she decided to end it.
Here is now where it all starts to a get a little hazy for me (Which is only natural because my feelings are involved and I'm probably biased). She established that she is open to a relationship of boyfriend/girlfriend developing again, but wants to start off as "friends" (Open to friends with benefits and after the last few days of calls, texts, and facetimeing seems to be moving in this direction. We both agreed that we want to have sex.) in her words "I want to see if the romantic gestures can be backed up by actions and not just words. I want to go back to how it was when we were first dating and getting to know each other, I was so happy. I don't want this just to be us getting together with the relationship being an end goal". I still have feelings for her so I agreed we could be "friends" and see what happens naturally. After we concluded the conversation we hugged, kissed, and made out. I want to believe that what she said is genuine and sincere, but my feelings are involved and I'm biased. I have never been in a situation like this and felt so strongly about someone. I'm concerned that despite what she says she really just wants me around so we can have sex and hangout, until someone else comes along and then it would be just friends between us or she would date and I'll be someone she'll eventually settles for if she can't find what it is she expects. I'll admit it we share a lot of similarities and interest and if we never dated and I didn't have feelings for her (and her for me possibly?) we could be great friends. Despite what she says I'm not sure our time apart was enough for her to process everything from the break up or if it was she has mixed feelings about me. She was surprised I reached out and she said she expected to never hear from me again and prior to us meeting she mentioned from our conversation that it was a lot to process and she was trying to sort through it all.
Naturally, even with my reservations I do want to pursue this "friends/friends with benefits/situationship (or whatever you want to call it) to see if we could develop into a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. Obviously, she felt the relationship fell short of her expectations and it seems there were issue that need to be addressed, such as communication between us. Logically, this seeing where it develops seems to make sense to see if the issues are still present while not being officially together. At the same time I am back on the dating apps and seeing what is out there so I don't end up putting my eggs in one basket and getting hurt. My thinking is that short term we could be "friends" but ultimatley we both need to have another discussion to see if both of us want a relationship or if friends is all it could ever be. I'm also am trying to figure out a balance with these romantic gestures and us hanging out. Obviously I don't want the gestures to seem ingenuine and I realize I'm probably not a high priority in her life as I was before. So any comments or tips around these points could be useful.
TLDR: My ex-girlfriend of four months broke up with me. I still have strong feelings for her. She says she is open to a relationship of boyfriend/girlfriend developing again between us. Right now it seems to be headed to the direction of friends with benefits/situationship. Looking for advice/feedback on how to navigate the situation, if it seems like she is being genuine (obviously hard to know as none responding here has meet her), how often I should try and hangout with her, and ideas/when I should try to included romantic gestures (i.e. buying her flowers because I was thinking of her).

Friendship breakup are the worst. And more worse if it's with your best friend. So I (m28) broke up with my (f29) bestfriend. So I was hurt or perhaps upset by some thing. I just decided to confess it to her that I was a bit Hurt by her. Later she went on gaslight or invalidate my feelings that I shouldn't be hurt by such petty or small thing (Forgetting to wish me on my birthday or keeping a cute status for me) urgh somethingswe have weird expectations). She went on to say that the thing which I wanted is totally immaterial and it mattered enough to hurt me it itself was the problem. And she does not want to be friends with a person for whom small things mattered the most. I truly loved her by my heart. As a good friend. But is friendship is like just sharing things when you are a bit Hurt and your best friend would help to solve it? Did I do wrong if I actually told my friend what hurt me or just expected a bit little much?

I have quietly struggled with my mental health most of my life. This includes severe depression with suicidal ideation (would never act on it) and anxiety with both generalized anxiety and social anxiety. I’ve had success with SSRIs but basically never told my friends/family. I come from a long line of mental illness.
A group of my best friends from a graduate school know me very well and always been caring and kind friends. They’ve helped me through some very difficult personal events (which are unrelated to this post), going above and beyond. I know they love me.
Something that has bothered me for years, however, is occasional jokes calling me Rain Man. I’m known by my friends to be very goofy, and with some questionable personal choices (usually in the context of partying, women, etc). Rain Man comments always come after someone brings up my high intelligence in spite of this, which has led to success in a career that rewards it.
I am also admittedly (and, undoubtedly perceived by my friends) socially awkward at times. I personally attribute this to my social anxiety which comes and goes. There was a time when I felt quite socially confident, but those days are long since passed. Perhaps in spite of my social anxiety, people often say I am charismatic, funny, and on a good day, the life of the party. I’ve been blessed with an abundance of friends my whole life. Unfortunately the occasional jokes (and underlying perception) of me being Rain Man have pushed me further down a path of self-doubt, avoidance and greater anxiety. I second-guess almost every conversation I have (particularly among this friend group), and I’ve stunted my ability to be my best self. Alcohol has helped as a crutch but I have found when I am hungover my social anxiety is so acute it’s worsened this perception among my friends. I’m sure some of my cringiest moments have happened while hungover.
I just don’t know what to do. I don’t believe it would be beneficial to bring this up with every single person (this joke spread around once it started), and I would so much rather just find a way to get thicker skin. I don’t even know if their comments matter - I might be crippled with social anxiety regardless. I’ve considered counseling or restarting SSRIs. If I do have mild Asperger’s (and that’s certainly a possibility) I also wish I could accept it. I personally believe I have good emotional skills and differ from people I know with mild autism, and that’s the feedback I get outside this friend group. It has felt hypocritical that some friends will act socially inappropriate yet don’t have this same label - which feels permanent.
Thanks in advance for any advice. Just looking for an outside perspective. It’s gotten to the point I’d rather socially withdraw from everyone - and I’m sure depression is likely also a factor.

Hi there! My name is Kitsa, or Kitty. I'm looking for a compatible roleplay partner and ideally a friend. ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა
Not looking to replace current partners, I just have a bit more free time and more plots I'd like to roleplay!
☆ About me: I'm an adult roleplayer (early 30s) so please, please be mid-20s or older if you're interested in roleplaying together! I prefer romance and intimacy in my plots so I'm uncomfortable writing with people significantly younger than myself. I also prefer to write with other fem and/or queer people but open to everyone. :)
☆ Writing style: I prefer quality over quantity. I write 2-6 paras per reply, and grammaspelling/etc is important to me (though I don't care about grammar etc when we talk ooc obviously). I hope that my partner matches me in detail and effort; we can differ on the reply length but not drastically. We must be able to work collaboratively together. I'm most invested in characterization and relationship building (romance!) because creating well-rounded, realistic characters is my favorite thing about roleplaying. I write in 3rd person only, past or present tense, though I prefer present. I only roleplay on Discord.
☆ My preferences: I prefer to play male characters primarily (I'm nonbinary & afab) in MxM, MxF, or polyam relationships. I love exploring queer relationships or nontraditional relationship dynamics! A healthy mix of diverse characters is ideal for me. I also like to explore darker themes, for example complex or toxic relationship dynamics, mental health struggles, and more. Lots of drama and angst in the best case scenarios! I’d rather write love triangles/intertwined relationships and have a small cast of characters for us to play with, as opposed to doubling.
☆ Plots: I’m always up for an original plot! If you think we would mesh well, please send me a message! I don't want to go into original plots here because I'm mostly looking for fandom rp right now. But I'd hate to miss out on a great partner! I do have some original plot ideas.
As for fandom, currently I’d really love doing a South Park plot. Ideally I’d like to explore the concept of bouncing back between scenes of the kids during their time at South Park Elementary and “current day” where perhaps they’re in college or just young adults? This plot can be irreverent and silly and fun or have more dark, mature themes… or a happy medium! We can decide together! One thing is, please expect to push boundaries and be comfortable doing so (ie, consider the source material… for example, the kids have potty mouths and my interpretation of them will reflect that). I don’t want this roleplay to be straight-up offensive but the ability to write with a dark, perhaps crass sense of humor would be preferred!
Here are my ships for South Park (with the character I’d like to play in bold) but I am open to discussing other ships!: Stan x Kyle Stan x Wendy x Kyle (in a love triangle or polyam relationship) Stan x Pete Craig x Tweek (!!!) Eric x Kyle x Heidi (in a love triangle or polyam relationship) I'm really seeking a longterm partner, definitely happy to chat ooc when I have the time to do so. I’d love for us to become friends and gush about our story and characters! Feel free to DM me if interested, hope to hear from you!
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Friendship breakup are the worst. And more worse if it's with your best friend. So I (m28) broke up with my (f29) bestfriend. So I was hurt or perhaps upset by some thing. I just decided to confess it to her that I was a bit Hurt by her. Later she went on gaslight or invalidate my feelings that I shouldn't be hurt by such petty or small thing (Forgetting to wish me on my birthday or keeping a cute status for me) urgh somethingswe have weird expectations). She went on to say that the thing which I wanted is totally immaterial and it mattered enough to hurt me it itself was the problem. And she does not want to be friends with a person for whom small things mattered the most. I truly loved her by my heart. As a good friend. But is friendship is like just sharing things when you are a bit Hurt and your best friend would help to solve it? Did I do wrong if I actually told my friend what hurt me or just expected a bit little much?

I've just been feeling empty and hollow. I don't think I'm depressed, since any time I'm with my school friends i feel fine, happy and so on. But when i go home i just feel empty, bored, and i don't have anything to do. Before i mostly played games in my free time but even those aren't fun and now I just watch youtube and tiktok and usually i just repeat watch old content, that i saw before.
A few months ago i was really into guitar, spent about 5-4h a day just playing guitar and it was lovely, but one day i just stopped and i can't pick it up anymore. I feel like i have motivation,i have a drive to pick it up, but any time I start playing it I can't even play it without feeling like its pointless and i loose all of my built up motivation...
Same thing with art. A couple months before guitar I started drawing and the same thing happened. I drew for hours at a day, never felt like i was forcing myself or anything but one day i stopped for no reason and I can't even draw without feeling absolute dreadful boredom from it.
I feel like anything i do is pointless since any time i try something new it feels like, whats the point of doing this if I know that I'll give up on it. I just want to feel normal again, i try to pick up new things (programing, blender, drawing, guitar,bookwriting, reading books, electronics....), but nothing clicks.

Spring break was nice. Gave me the right state of mind to write this chapter, and the next ones coming up within the week. **note that I don't know enough about bug biology so if you have any articles about bug behavior and anatomy that'd be great
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I was not entirely sure what happened. All I know is that he walked off to go do his business and he… vanished. Just like that. Almost in an instant. He could not have simply wandered off, he had simply vanished off the face of the earth. I had heard every theory given by the authorities, and none made sense. How could someone walk a few meters behind you and disappear completely?
I paced back and forth in the bedroom of her new house, going over every detail of the situation. It was late at night and we were stargazing. All was extremely quiet. There were no rustles in the bushes or anything during the time that he had vanished, and there were certainly no cries of pain or exclamations of surprise that would indicate he was attacked. I had lost track of him for approximately 12 seconds before he had vanished. When he vanished, I thoroughly searched the surrounding area for any signs of life. Footprints, dens, nests, fluids, and whatever else, I analyzed. I found no evidence that there was anything else in the clearing we were present in except us. This meant that whatever could have possibly taken him did it extremely stealthily.
But why? I sat down on the bed with my hands on my head, pondering the question in grief. Why him? Why the sweet and lovely man that I had known for so long? If he was taken, why must they have chosen the love of my life?
I was filled with both rage and grief. I wanted to punch the wall as I wept, to let my emotions take hold and thrash about wildly in an uncontrollable meltdown, but instead I opted to sit on the ground and cry to myself. No amount of wild tantrums would relieve her of the pain, and I knew that. I permitted my dog to sit next to me and rest his head on my shoulder. I found it comforting.
Once I was done with my weeping, I immediately went back to theorizing. It was surreal, really. The last few days had been a repeat of this situation over and over. I had not been able to make sense of it. It made no sense. It was impossible. Well, according to normal logic it was. Was there anything else I had not considered?
I had done significant research into missing persons cases in similar circumstances as these. People disappearing when they should not have, people vanishing the moment they leave someone else’s sight, and those experienced with nature seemingly going insane and traveling to places they should not have. It was all eerily similar to what she had experienced. They had named these kinds of cases the “Missing 411” cases. Perhaps they would have to add in his case then.
Later that day, after I had done additional research into the situation, I decided that rest would be beneficial for me after I had gone 2 days without sleep. Luckily, it seemed my mind was too tired to protest, and I went to sleep without any sorts of issues.
In my dreams, I imagined myself in a grey void that seemed to stretch in all directions for infinity. I did not mind it, though. I wished to remain alone in that moment. I sat down on the cold, yet soft floor of the void, and simply stared off into the distance.
I imagined seeing him again. Seeing Timothy’s form approaching me and embracing me. Telling me it was going to be okay, that I did not have to worry anymore. I knew it was imaginary, but I refused to admit that. I hugged him and kissed him like he had never left me, like he had never been taken from me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried on his shoulder for what felt like an eternity. I wanted him back, my sweet, sweet husband that I had known since high school, I needed him back. He was the only person I could trust, the only one who had confided in me his true feelings, the only one who told me the truth, the only one who really cared.
In that moment, he had disappeared from the void, leaving me alone once again. I was about to let out a wail of grief until I noticed a figure in the distance. It seemed to be a rapidly approaching darkness that grow a little more clear the closer it came. It was almost like I was viewing it through the glass of a shower door.
However, despite its obvious creepiness, I could not bring myself to fear it. Instead, I felt comfort. I did not know why. I knew I should have been afraid, but in that moment, I could not help but draw myself closer. As I approached, the figure of whatever this was became more apparent. It seemed humanoid. It had a pair of legs, a pair of arms, and a head. Every part of its body seemed to be as black as the night, and a cloud of this darkness seemed to follow it as it approached.
As I walked closer, I came across a barrier that seemed to be the source of the blur. I leaned closer, staring at the figure as it come to a stop right in front of the glass. I felt a certain familiarity regarding this figure. Could it be…?
The figure put its hand to the glass, and a pair of white lights shined where its eyes would be.
“Leah?” It asked.
It was him.
I was so shocked she could barely gather the strength to move my own hand up to the barrier, resting my palm across from his hand. As tears fell down my cheeks, I croaked out my own reply.
“Timothy?”
The figure nodded, and soon after, he disappeared from the void, returning to whenever he came from.
I cried once again. Not out of grief, but of joy. Of course, he was still missing, but he was alive. He was still out there somewhere. There was still a chance I could be with him once again.
There were still yet many questions in my mind. Why was there a barrier between me and my love? Where was he? How could I get to him? Was he safe? Could he perish at any moment?
These questions overtook my mind for the entire time I dreamt. I questioned not his appearance or the creepiness associated with it. The only thing on my mind in that moment was my husband, and how I could reunite with him.
The description of the events surrounding this time may be… inconsistent. It was very soon after Timothy had gone missing, and I was very hysterical during this time. However, as far as I can tell, this is what had happened. Following this dream, I remember my awakening as being fully rested and clear of mind. The hysteria had vanished from my mind, and I had given myself one purpose. That is, to figure out where my husband had disappeared to and to reunite with him as soon as possible. Now, my search would have been fruitless had the news that would blast over the entire planet a few weeks later not unveiled itself, as my husband was nowhere where I thought he was. He was, in fact, beyond that.
He had not fully comprehended his situation until after he had woken up in that hole in the side of an alien spacecraft. He probably would have had an emotional breakdown, but something was preventing him from falling into despair. An unusual calmness that held him together in such a difficult time. He elected not to question it and to instead thank it. Now was not the time to panic.
He looked around the hole in the ship, analyzing the changes that had taken place since he was fully conscious. The hole had grown substantially larger, and the cover that he had placed behind him to ensure he was hidden had been… corroded? It was as if some large beast had taken a big bite out of it. Why had that happened?
He decided to intensify his focus on the environment around him, looking for any clues as to how this could have happened. Suddenly, he found the reason. The same… things… he was made of were floating about, consuming bit-by-bit pieces of the ship and (he assumed) using that to multiply or feed themselves or whatever.
He did not like that they were doing that. He really did not need that right now. How could he stopped them from doing that? He attempted to lift his hand to his chin to think for a moment, before realizing that he had lost his humanoid form. He cursed in his head and manipulated his body to the optimal form.
Maybe he could use the same method for those runaway… things? He still did not know what to call them, but he knew that they were tiny swarms originating from a much larger swarm, that being himself. He would just call them swarmites. He focused his will on ensuring the swarmites he saw would return to the main swarm, individually guiding each swarmite back into his care. It worked very well, with all of the littles swarmites returned to their progenitor. Now that that had been taken care of, he needed to ensure that they did not do that when he was busy “sleeping” or focused on other tasks.
He thought for a moment before manipulating his form once again. A thin membrane formed around his body, keeping the swarm in a consistent form outside his will and allowing him to interact with physical world far easier than before. Perfect!
Now that he had finished his task, he looked out to the vast expanse of space. He could not see any ships, which meant they had probably not stumbled across the sight of himself in the hole… probably. In any case, he knew he needed to move now that the hole was exposed, as they would definitely send someone to investigate once they located it. Whoever runs this ship will probably get chewed out for it.
In that moment he remembered those he was fleeing from. The bug people. He barely remembered their shape, as he was too busy escaping their clutches. All he knew is that they had kidnapped him from earth and had fed him to something, and now he was a sentient swarm made of something unknown to even himself. Whatever the case, they seemed to be afraid of him, given the massive amount of munitions they had fired at him once he began to significantly resist. He could not blame them entirely.
He began to float outside the ship and look around. All the ships he had seen earlier were still present, and in much the same positions as before. Hopefully they would not spot him.
He chose the least threatening ship he could and began floating toward it, taking note not to speed toward it lest he make himself more noticeable. The greater the velocity, the greater the energy, after all. Plus, he would rather not crash full speed into a giant spaceship if he failed to slow himself down.
What he did not know in that moment was that he had not taken every part of himself with him. Many swarmites remained behind, and now that their master had left, had taken to drifting through the ship, looking for any openings that would allow access to the habitable parts of the ship, where many bugs walked.
One of these bugs was in the cleaning chambers, using water to wash themselves of any potential germs or gross secretions. It was enjoying itself until a large collection of strange black gas began falling down from a vent above the bug.
“What in…?” the bug did not finish its response as it was forced to cough from the smoke-like gas invading its lungs. After a violent and intense coughing session, the bug regained its faculties.
“Preposterous! I cannot believe the engineers are allowing smoke into the ventilation systems! I am going to strangle them! They have wronged me too many…” the bug said before a stray thought entered its mind. It suddenly found its original mission far less important than traveling to its resting quarters and cuddling with its mate.
“Hm… he is likely feeling quite alone at this moment. I should pay him a visit, I am certain he will enjoy a surprise,” the female bug said. She immediately set her sights on the exit of the bathing quarters and began walking toward the resting quarters, ignoring the fact that she was still wet and had not brought her belongings.

We have a 5.5 month baby and a 3 year old. Our 5.5 month old was born at 36 weeks (I had our first at 31 weeks - I physically cannot carry to term). It has been a rough transition from the get go with our 5.5 mo being in the NICU due to blood sugar problems and jaundice. Since then we have had to deal with: - MSPI (I did a super strict diet no dairy, soy, eggs, wheat, and I also don't eat meat by choice). We are now on amino acid formula because I physically couldn't take how I felt on such a restricted diet and she wasn't even improving. - Reflux - we did famotadine for 5 months and we have been on omeprazole for a few weeks now. It might be slowly working, but we are still waiting for the full effect. - Restless baby who WILL NOT SLEEP. She will only do contact naps. She hates baby carriers and I've tried 4 different ones (including wraps). I think half of it is her gastrointestinal issues, but the other half is personality. She wants to be constantly doing something. If she gets bored you will know it. She has been trying to get on her knees already. So I am hopeful that crawling will give her some independence and make her less cranky. - Teething started a while ago, but of course no teeth yet.
I can not put her down. If I do she needs me to be constantly engaging with her. See, I wouldn't mind but it interferes with me being able to give my 3 year old the attention she needs. My husband helps absolutely as much as he can when he isn't at work. He helps clean, cook, watch both kids so I can do what I need to. There just aren't enough hours in the day, or so it feels. I love both of my children more than anything. I was just super caught off guard by how different my second baby is. I just want to be able to get a few things done. I hardly eat as I don't have time. I miss being able to make myself feel good by being put together physically. The other day I literally didn't sleep for over 24 hours because if I didn't hold her she wouldn't sleep. If she doesn't sleep then she gets majorly overtired. The next night she slept for 9 hours straight. Then 3 hours the next night and then 6 the next. So it is super unpredictable. As mentioned above, naps are nonexistent if they aren't on me. I'm hoping the omeprazole makes this better for all of us.
I really thought that because she was born at a later gestational age that she would be a bit easier than our first. She was 9 weeks early so we had a hard transition into parenthood as a whole. I was so wrong lol. Our 5.5 month is a sweetie for sure. She is so fun when she's happy, but 90% of her life has been just trying to get her to sleep or stop crying. Her doctors are the worst. They. Do. Not. Care. It has been like pulling teeth trying to get them to be helpful. You can not switch pediatricians easily where I live as majority of offices only take newborns. Once you are an established patient switching isn't easy. We have no family or friends where we live either. Our parents drive to where we live (a few hours away) when they can but they have their own lives too (and of course it is nice but we don't expect them to help). When they do come to help they say "oh she just has colic" or "you were never like this as a baby". My eyes can't roll hard enough because she has legitimate reasons why she is so uncomfortable and hard to settle. Also, I'm not her and she's not me - of course we aren't going to be the same as a baby. Just as I knew my first and second wouldn't be the same. I just didn't expect such a drastic difference between the two.
I'm sick of hearing the "oh you are going to miss this" phrases. We do not have easy babies by any means. I know that no baby is inherently "easy" but there are definitely ones that aren't as high needs as others. Ours need more to be satisfied. Also, we practice gentle parenting (with natural consequences) and I'm just tired from being an emotional punching-bag for every strong feeling our toddler has. My mental health has been way better than when we had our first. It's just the last few weeks have been getting harder for some reason? I thought as we approach 6 months things would be getting easier, but they haven't so far. I feel constantly guilty because my 3 year old wants more than I can currently give her because the baby needs literally anything and everything. I also have this nagging disappointment because we have always wanted 3 children. This second baby is really making me question if I could handle that: - another high risk pregnancy - another inconsolable or always cranky baby (potentially) - another round of being a grumpy mom
But it's not even something to worry about now. Also, I tell myself that they are only babies for a relatively short amount of time and our toddler is so chill. I guess I just needed a place to vent. I definitely feel burnt out. I do sometimes feel like a bad mom, but I do try my best, and both children have their needs met. I try my best to not compare myself to other parents. I see parents with many children and wonded how they do it? How do they always seem so put together and chill when I'm struggling with only two lol? When did it get easier for those of you with a high needs second baby? Did you end up having a third? I don't feel like we are done yet in my heart, but we wouldn't even attempt a third until our baby is in preschool. I'm just sad at the thought of not having a third. I'm also like- holy shit, I'm exhausted lol. Please be gentle. I'm already hard enough on myself. Luckily, my husband is the best support. He is our rock. I try my best to reciprocate when I have an ounce to give. Thanks for reading. I'm sorry it's long. It's been 5, almost 6, months of culminating all of this. cheers

Hi friends, I recently built a gaming computer in anticipation of Hogwarts legacy (So far love the game!). To my post, I have occasional crashes of the game, and was wondering whether this is happening to others? I'm a little paranoid that I screwed something up in the building of the PC. There doesn't seem to be a pattern on when the game will crash (Same place / activity in the game causing crashes). Next step, I'll try to have overlays that show the hardware performance during the game to see if it is anything running out of memory etc.

We’ve been together for two and a half years. We love each other and have tons of fun. We have a lot in common and she is one of the few people who genuinly makes me laugh.
Recently though I am getting fed up with much of her attitude. She never asks in a polite manner. Anything. And she always «braces for the negative oputcome» in every situation. She always expect me to help her with chores 50/50, and she constantly makes me feel like everything i do and say is wrong and that i am dumb. (I renovated the entire apartment without her help. Like at all, and i havent complained once. And whwnerver i finish a project its never a «good job». She always starts looking for errors…)
Since we started dating ive spent scary low amount of time with friends. I miss that, but everytime i try to hang out, she manages to kill the mood for me by «guilting» me through messages when i am with friends. Note that she doesnt have many friends, and i get that she «sits around waiting» til i get home. However she refuses to take up hobbies, join me, or use the time to occupy her in any way. She makes no effort to better her situation. I am extremly extroverted and this has been eating up my insides…
Shes also extremley stubborn and i know it doesnt sound like much but when it is constantly it becomes this big heavy thing wheighing over me. When I say shes stubborn its in a way that everything is done like she wants to or om her terms. She NEVER takes lead on what/where to eat, she cannot let pots and pans air dry on the counter and i HAVE to help her stand there like an idiot to just wipe them dry. She cannot let clothes lie in the washer for a minute after its done. I/We have to drop everything we are doing to hurry and hang the clothes. We live on the fifth floor and i cannot remeber ONCE that shes even tied up the garbage or let alone carry it out. I know its just small things but at this point its such a heavy burden.
The dilemma however is this; she is a cryer. The minor inconvenience makes her upset, and if i «wrong» her she gets in a mood for the rest of the day. Almost reserved. Not especially mad but very silent and vague. Shes also borderline depressed and i am literally scared for her if i decide to end the relationship. We live in a different city than friends and family so if i end it she literally has no one here. Ive managed to gain somewhat of a network through work and studies, but here like of work doesnt offer those opportunities.
Note that when things are good they are really good. Our families get along and love and care for eachother and we grew up in the same small town. A lot of the same referances growing up etc. Shes funny, pretty, normal and easy to talk to.

I am on day 10 of accutane (20 mg 2x/day (40 mg total)) for mild but persistent acne that is mostly hormonal. I switched from spironolactone 150 mg, which I was on for approx 8 months, but it wasn’t working. I was also on the topical tretinoin for approx 4 months before starting this. My doctor told me to stop all other oral and topical medications when I started the tret. I have not purged yet but am anxiously awaiting that time, particularly as the spiro leaves my system and before the accutane starts working. My questions are as follows:

1. When did you start purging, and were on a topical tret before starting accutane?

I definitely purged with the topical tret, so I’m hoping that I got everything out then. I’d love to know when I can stop holding my breath waiting for it to happen.

1. Women with hormonal acne: have your cysts come back after completing accutane? Are you following up with anti androgens?

I read that because the accutane is not fixing the hormonal imbalance, it doesn’t work long term for hormonal acne. I would hate for these 6 months of dry skin, dry lips, and dry January (except not January and for 6 months—you know what I mean, no drinking) to be for nothing if it comes back anyway.

I've gone on a couple of dates with a guy. For most part he seems like a nice guy for me to be going on more dates with him. A bit of his background, he's grown up in a mostly all men household, more male cousins, and his field is traditionally male dominated (he works at a large finance firm on Wall Street). So very often, when we drift into conversations about gender related topics -- e.g. how women vs men get treated in the workplace, CVs with male sounding names get picked over women with same or better qualitfication, mental load etc. he seems to be completely in the dark. To be fair, I also make it a point when I can to point out how patriarchy also affects men and has taken a toll on them. The good news is that he seems to be open to learning but will often plays devils' advocate about issues but not dismissive of what I'm saying; the exhausting news is that he is ignorant.
I actively not just think about these issues but I've also served on several DEI committees in my STEM field. In working with many folks, I've learnt to truly be empathetic in bringing those around me upto speed without judgement (even when it's tiring). So while I don't mind having these conversations with him, sometimes I can't help think..do I always have to do the heavy lifting? the onus to educate someone is not only on me. It also a hard line because I don't want him to walk away feeling dumb or slip into "oh she's the preachy feminism type".
That said, I know HOW important it is to raise these issues early on. I have seen a lot of my female friends who married early, or married men who don't really care too much about these issues -- and their largest struggle in marriage is talking about mental load with their partner. And the mental load about talking about mental load also falls on her shoulders. While their partners are supportive in many other ways, I often find that they don't seem to grasp the extent of how women issues affect their partner.
So my question to you ladies (in hetero relationships) is, how much were you willing to "educate" your partner on issues of intersectional feminism? where do you draw the line knowing that the onus doesn't lie only on you but actually more on them? have any of your partners independently decided to do deep dives of their own so that they can be more supportive -- how early or late in your relationships did that happen?
I'm open to hearing all your takes and stories.

[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
You must be (White 4) my (Grey 5) lucky star (White 4)
'Cause you shine (White 4) on me (Grey 5) Wherever you are (White 4)
I just think (White 4) of you (Red 1)
And I start (Red 1) to glow (Grey 5)
And I need (Grey 5) your light (White 4)
And baby (Red 1) you know (White 4)
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[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
First star (White 4) I see (Red 1) tonight (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
Make everything (Red 1) alright (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
First star (White 4) I see (Red 1) tonight (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5),
yeah (Grey 5)!
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[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
You must be (White 4) my (Grey 5) lucky star (White 4)
'Cause you make (White 4) the darkness (Grey 5) seem so far (White 4)
And when I'm lost (Grey 5) You'll be (White 4) my guide (Grey 5)
I just turn (Grey 5) around (White 4)
And you're by (White 4) my side (Grey 5)
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[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
First star (White 4) I see (Red 1) tonight (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
Make everything (Red 1) alright (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5)
First star (White 4) I see (Red 1) tonight (White 4)
Starlight (White 4), star bright (Grey 5),
yeah (Grey 5)!
​
[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
C'mon (White 4), shine (White 4) your heavenly body (White 4) tonight (White 4)
'Cause I know (Red 1) you're gonna make (White 4) everything (Red 1) alright (White 4)
Um (Anti-Christ heroin man Grey 5),
c'mon (White 4), shine (White 4) your heavenly body (White 4) tonight (White 4)
'Cause I know (Red 1) you're gonna make (White 4) everything (Red 1) alright (White 4)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin woman]
You (Grey 5) may be (White 4) my lucky star (Grey 5)
But I'm (White 4) the luckiest (Grey 5) by far
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Cocaine Rock Heroin Roll cycle
Kingdom of Light = forever, always = all cocaine, History = His Story
9PM-12AM only cocaine during cocaine high
9PM Christ cocaine born (Christmas)(cocaine shot right arm)
10PM Father God cocaine (cocaine shot left arm)
11PM Holy Ghost cocaine (cocaine shot both arms)
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12AM Anti-Christ wakes inside Christ cocaine when Christ cocaine shoots heroin
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Rocking = Christ cocaine dominant, cocaine addiction
(12AM-3AM zigzag heroin during cocaine high)
shoot (heroin) to thrill (cocaine)
sometimes, something = some heroin
light, American Pie, drive, music, life, go, where
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1AM Red = some heroin mostly cocaine (black dot white bar) I
wind, mountain, walk, story, speak, spring, queen, money, buy, battered, black hole sun, head, spick, forest, why, reason, know, stop, breeze, strong, speak, write, words, everything, all, diamonds, business, want, A, work, (1), style, how, got, I, eye, free, body, young, girl, mile, make, build, give, teacher, rock, do, the way, where, everyone, one eye open, stand, now, something's right, light thoughts, loose, believe, stand, wake up, pinky (1), easy, give, index finger (4), horns sign thumb out (1,4&5), love, thought, nose, sex, right, city, world, shaka sign (1&5), earth, whole, think, here, baby, light, see,
the answer (White 4) is blowing in the wind (Red 1) I
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2AM Blue = more heroin mostly cocaine (white bar black outline)
rain, air, sea, run, road, sky, cry, song, wild, summer, king, change, sell, bruised, blue moon, mind, trees, fool, 17, illegal, go, speed, weak, superstition, feel, heard, no words, symbols, numbers, what, anything, hearts, church, B, play, vacation, holiday, 2, use, fake, matter, try, take, soul, boy, blow, time, move, challenge, risk, dare, student, do it, better way, hum, bawler, dance, bawl, (black Lamborghini), forget, say, something's wrong, heavy thoughts, bed, (let it go), lie down, this morning, thumb (5), hard, material, action, smells, rape, lust, endless day, wrong, fine, the blues, wish, pay, well, ocean, everywhere,
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3AM Mercy hour
lavender, clear
Anti-Christ heroin kills Christ cocaine, mostly cocaine syringe becomes mostly heroin syringe
(3 = middle finger = Anti-Christ heroin fucks over Christ cocaine)
(Ouroboros = Dragon heroin addiction consumes body of Christ cocaine addiction)
(the day the music died)
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Rolling = Anti-Christ heroin dominant, heroin addiction
(3AM-6AM zigzag cocaine during heroin high)
play (cocaine) to kill (heroin)
somewhere, somehow = some cocaine
night, dead, underground, alone, ride, come, need, star, when
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4AM White = some cocaine mostly heroin (white dot black bar) you
Anti-Christ heroin woman, fall, dove, little bird, answer, smoke, sweat, tear, speck, pool, cat, (dead cat bounce), bone, good luck, clubs, agriculture (sowing the seeds of love), Sisyphus, whistle, orphan, bounce, bastard, call, (call of the wild), ball, little one, my son, tonight, forget, sleep, pillow, noise, skeleton, (skeleton in the closet), free from sin, (white from black), pray, prey, grain of sand, tucked in, mama, frontline, one in a million, shine, hitchhiker, flying, today, wonder, meaning of things, remeber, sing it, town, train station, help yourself, ringing, wife, mother, sister, wonder, times like these, pretend, wedding, (white wedding), message, SOS, apple, crazy, wherever, just think, your light, you must be, starlight, rock star, first star, alright, so far, found, blind, around, (she'll be coming around the mountain), you will be, c'mon, gonna make, your heavenly body,
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5AM Grey = more heroin (black bar white outline) me
yellow
Anti-Christ heroin man, winter, question, fire, nowhere, rat, bat, wild, Blackjack, 21, fear, cannonball, pistol, bullet, spades, (the ace of spades), military, V, 5, hand, peace, pain, horn, shadow, grave, brawler, telephone, thing, hair, it, (shot caller), race, warm within, sand, war, liar, bite, kill, dream, die, hold, grip, tight, (hold on tight), take, hush, silence, beast, closet, wolf, beast, predator, squeeze, pressure, gravity, train, truck, keeper, yeah, deep down, gun, papa, chosen one, burn, horns sign thumb in (1&4), thumb, bad sign, last night, so low, appear to others, sleepless night, shame about it, shotgun, just can't, bell, (hell's bells), (brothers in arms), father, husband, brother, appearance, broken, drink, bottle, restless, hole, insane, star, me, need, glow, my, mine, star bright, lost, finder, (finders keepers), keep, guide, appear, my side, just turn, time, lucky, um, lucky star
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6AM Black = (Black bar)
green,
All heroin, Devil, Devil heroin castle, (The Wall), jealousy, home, hell, grass, mother nature, sunrise, Dragula, Sandman, never never land, yeah-yeah, Lord above,
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More Metaphors:
cocaine: rock, moon, son, stone, Dutch, pink, letters, white, snow, hills, sweet, sugar, northern, 9, uptown, highlands, shiny, new, west, fly, truth, smile, hard, touch, silver, paper, sheets, sail, urban, west, god, hope, ...
heroin: roll, slip, strangle, slam, smack, dig, ditch, soft, velvet, sun, sunshine, Italian, brown, country, man, downtown, southern, poison, 8, rural, shelter, east, dark, misery, dirt, luck, mud, gold, frown, low, mule, madness, wrong, weak, broken, lonely, alone, gone, watch, strange, stranger, trunk, spread, nobody, nothing, bad, lies, trouble, dream, change, ...

Ok, so for some background information, I’m a teenager, so is my ex, I know it’s stupid to assume I’ll never get over someone I dated a while ago, but I’ve never felt this serious about anyone. I met my ex in school during the ZOOM era, when the pandemic hit, before they had mentioned they had a crush on me, I had been on and off with people ages ranging from 1 to 5 years older than me. I had just broken up with a boy I was with when my ex told me they had a crush on me, I shoved it off since I’m very self aware and I knew it would be stupid to engage in another relationship after I just finished breaking up with someone else, and in my head, I told myself that if we dated or if I even responded, it would most likely ruin the friendship. I was never one to easily make friends, I don’t normally get along with people my age, I get along more with older people, and sometimes younger people, anyways, I decided not to say anything, but after a few days, I began to realize that I had feelings for them. I decided to see if they would pass since that’s usually what happens, instead, after a few weeks, the feeling seemed to become stronger, so we ended up dating, I remember messaging them and having no idea how to properly communicate it to them, they seemed to find it cute. Anyways, we were on and off for 3 years, mostly because I would break up with them and they would just keep acting like we were together and eventually we would just kind of drift back together. This was mostly due to the fact that I was very messed up at the time and craved any kind of affection from others, not to mention I was cutting myself at the time and I was suicidal and depressed. My family never did anything about it and if anything, hastily encouraged it, my ex was very sympathetic and would talk to me and actually took me to the nurse the first time they saw the cuts on my arms. That was the first time I had actually been approached in a way where it didn’t feel like I was in trouble and more like it was just someone who wanted to help. In the end, I ended up ghosting them, badly, I was confused at the time but now I can positively say that we were both toxic in the relationship. I would make up stupid scenarios or meaningless experiences just to seem like I wasn’t just some nobody, out of fear they would leave me, it ended up doing more harm than good (obviously). I would constantly question the relationship and if they actually loved me or not, it was actually the last time we broke up on the 3rd year that I was actually the one to ask if we could get back together. They ended up moving away and once they did, I immediately kept spouting a lot of stupid things trying to justify why I was breaking up with them before ghosting them entirely. I did realize later on this was the total wrong way to go, but I really wish I had figured that out sooner, the things is, I was actually pressured to get away from them, every person I speak to keeps saying that there are better people for me out there and I shouldn’t just settle or that they were taking advantage of me. I don’t agree with them though, in reality I think I’m the jerk that really messed up when I had something good, some of the things I will say, would be a few of the times that my ex made me feel just a bit odd about the relationship, they would make physical contact with me even when I said no. I think they were probably just not getting the message due to bad communication on my part, I would also get them a lot of gifts, no matter what, and the most I’ve ever gotten from them was a default gift for Valentine’s Day. The best thing about it was the personalized card deck, and by that, I mean a random puppy themed card deck from the dollar store, it felt good at the time but now I look back and wonder if they just picked it randomly or genuine got it out of good judgement. They also liked to write, and I would do the same for fun, only, whenever I would talk about my works, they would ask to see it and immediately comment on what I could fix, I just said people wrote in their own ways and they continued to criticize my work, it wasn’t things like how it was worded, or grammar errors. It was more on the storyline or certain things that happened in the stories, that offended me because I’ve never been criticized on my stories, and as a child that would get criticized for just being me and liking the things I did, I have to say, it hurt to hear that from someone who I felt I could actually trust. Not to mention, that whenever we would talk, it was always them, they would often say things more than once, but I didn’t mind it, until I began realizing how little they were listening to me, often forgetting things I’ve mentioned. I would just dismiss it since not everyone has a good memory but, even while I talk to them, they don’t make eye contact with me, they just stayer phone while saying they’re listening to me every now and then. The main thing that gets people telling me that they’re toxic is the fact that they would hit me randomly, I guess it was their version of fun. They began drifting away the last year we were together, I noticed and I thought to myself that it would be a good plan just to treat them nicely until they left, I did so, then lost it and broke up with them and ghosted them after they mentioned keeping a long distance relationship. It did feel a bit bad since they are polyamorous and they’ve had multiple long distance relationships that they prioritize. After realizing my mistake, I recontacted my ex and simply asked if I could clear up some things since I repetitively apologized, not that really does anything. so they let me exp,Ian myself and every now and then I send them a message hoping they’re well and wishing them well off. However, I did simply think I’d get over it right away just like every other relationship, only to quickly realize, this wasn’t just any relationship and I really messed up. It’s been like 4 months and I still can’t seem to get over it, I think a few more months might do it, but if it doesn’t, I’m not quite sure what to do then. I’ve just been sitting around and feeling terrible, I do want to try and go back with them but, I know that i’m a terrible person and shouldn’t, so I’m just stuck on what to do. I’love appreciate any advice I can get since there’s no one in my life I can really sit down and say this to without them saying,”Why do you even still talk to them, they were terrible to you” or,”Fine just crawl back to them, it won’t be any different.” So I’d really appreciate something true.

Hey there! My name is Jason. I’m looking for a girlfriend, but I am open to looking for someone special to share my days with. I am looking for someone to start things slowly, not rushing into anything right away. I would like to talk about our daily routines, whether it be work or school, and discuss what happened throughout our day. I also like having deep conversations or talking about random topics that come to mind. I am open to a long distance relationship and willing to meet if things become serious.
Information about my Personality:
I am introverted and shy, but once I get comfortable around you, I will open up to you. As a person, I am caring, loving, protective and I will give all my attention to my Loved one to make sure they feel alright.
My appearance is next: I am a fluffy teddy bear with extra fluff. I am 5’6 with straight brown hair, brown eyes, a beard and a cleft chin.
My hobbies include the following:

 • Currently, I am producing Youtube content. • I am an avid gamer. The Legend of Zelda is my favorite franchise. I don’t really play multiplayer games but I do play a lot of Dead by Daylight. Maybe we could play some games together if you are up for it! I am willing to play more multiplayer games with my Sweetheart. I also enjoy board games and own quite a few. • I love Heavy Metal and Rock music though I do listen to a few rappers. My favorite band is Trivium. Some other bands that I like are Powerwolf, Slipknot, Three Days Grace, and Poets of the Fall to name a few. I am open to other music genres and would like to hear about your music taste too! • When it comes to movies I love action, horror, and comedy the most. My favorite movie is District 9. I’d love to talk about movies with you. I am open for movie nights if you have suggestions. • Youtube: I like to watch gameplays and a wide variety of content. 

If you are considering writing to me, please write a small introduction about yourself. ☺ We can begin chatting on Reddit and move onto Discord or voice chat on Playstation. I’m pretty much an open book and we can talk about whatever you’d like. I also don’t drive and I live with my parents.
Don’t hesitate to message me, I like short women, I like tall women. I like all women, regardless of shape and size. Women are beautiful!

I am 28F and I have a strained relationship with my mother and, to an extend, with my father.
My parents are a disfunctional couple and they can hate and ignore each other for months.
My main issue with my mother is that she treats me like her personal therapist and an extension of herself.
If I am not available for her when she is upset or if I don't agree with what she wants for me, she guilt trips me, cries, becomes angry or gives me the silent treatment.
The other issue is that she wants me to call her, text her and go to their home more often. Which could be a normal behavior for a parent if she would not try to punish me if I don't do it enough. It has been like that for years.
Because of her behavior, I have started to keep my distance with them. My father won't call if I don't but he agrees with her that I should be there for them more often.
Recently she reminded me that she bought me a gift card for my birthday and I still hadn't bought anything with it. It was the third reminder in 2 weeks and I couldn't go to the store because my car was malfunctioning.
I had enough, told her via texts and calmly that I was done with this, that I had my own life and that she had to accept it. She took it badly, accused me of being angry and irrational and stopped replying to my messages. It was 5 weeks ago.
These 5 weeks of NC were such a relief. I hadn't felt that good for a long time. So I didn't wish her a happy birthday because I didn't want to be the bigger person once again.
So she contacted her sister, my godmother, to tell her that I was rejecting my own mother. I explained the situation to my godmother who "understood the situation". But a few hours after my mother sent me a message "Good morning [my name]. Can we see each other?". I didn't want to answer too quickly so I waited but she tried to call me twice in the afternoon.
I don't know if I should try to see her to talk about it or if I should maintain the NC, at least for now. I feel better without her but I still manage to feel guilty. Plus, I would love to see her cats and dog (that I also consider as my cats and dog) once again. I miss them badly. But she damaged my mental health too many times and I have to see a therapist because of her behaviour.
I really don't know how to take the best decision about this.

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So I have been thinking about famous locations. Which brought me back to how Spongebob was influenced. I remembered the history of how he created the comic book. Stephen wrote The Intertidal Zone, an informative picture book about tide-pool animals. In 1984 instructing marine biology at the Orange County Marine Institute. That is where he wrote it. Technically making the birthplace of Spongebob currently called ‘Ocean Institute’ and in Dana Point, CA. Now ive seen over the years, they’ve slightly acknowledged it with having displays of real sea animals from the show way back in 2010. Than in 2015 they acknowledge it on Social Media. Than in 2022 I guess they partnered with some clothing company. However I feel like their should be something permanent like a small dedicated thing to him at the Institute. Im surprised they don’t really take advantage of having one of the most popular cartoons ever be created their. I mean im not saying have a full blown store like Ashdown Forest like Winnie The Pooh (all though that place is cute and nice and I definitely wanna go someday) I think it would be cool to have something at the ocean institute for SpongeBob and Stephens memory. I was thinking maybe they could have the SpongeBob puppets (the ones Nickelodeon uses recently and maybe send some animation cells and memorabilia) and honestly Dana point looks like a really cool city on its own. There’s lots of boats there’s lots of seafood restaurants. Dana point is more of like a vacation town where you mostly go walking a majority the time and you look at the views like there’s lots of beaches. You guys can go to near the ocean and see some of them are really cool and you guys can actually find tidepools and you guys can see starfish and all that stuff and you can think yourself. This is what Stephen saw that inspired him when he was making SpongeBob and I think that’s really cool and kind of underrated how no one has really been here to kind of take advantage of that. Really the only thing mentioned in this Reddit about the ocean Institute in Dana Point was some meme about a guy dressing like the villain for the 2004 movie in front of the building. But I think it’s been long enough now 20+ years too long and I think the city and or Institute should really do something like partner up with nickelodeon and Paramount and really do something nice because I think the team would really love to do something I think we as fans would love to see something cool like a memorabilia or something like that to where the birthplace of SpongeBob was that because stuff on Dana Pint doesn’t really acknowledge it on any website or anything like that. it’s literally just mentioned in all these fun facts things that Stephen would be involved with like a spongebob book published by nickelodeon at the bookstore maybe or just online on these fun fact websites and they just mention the institute and not where it’s at or anything like that. So what do yall think? Could we get something going?