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/r/CaptainHair59 Go one, go all, Captain Hairs 1-58!
2015.12.30 22:26 CaptainHair59 /r/CaptainHair59 Go one, go all, Captain Hairs 1-58!
Hopefully the other CaptainHair\s will leave me alone here...
2023.06.09 11:00 ProposalMundane I'm destinated to suffering? You see any indicator of hope for me? Something positive, successfull? Or too much negative things? I'm feeling them
 | I struggle with depression and anxiety since I'm a child, I think I have BPD too 'cause I feel identified with almost all its symptoms. Survived my traumatic childhood but then last year brought more trauma for me, plus the current year kicking me hard too. (Context: two abortions, toxic relationship, Self harm, drug abuse, can't study, can't work, emotionally unavaliable parents) These days I've been feeling hopeless than ever, too alone, missing my ex 24 7 and fuck I'm really depressed, I feel like I can't stand my pain much longer, you understand what I'm thinking about... I Don't wanna live mentally ill, wanna live fine. submitted by ProposalMundane to AstrologyCharts [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 10:59 tiny_ymir lgbtq+ community in Geneva, NY vs. transphobe on the city council
 | GENEVA — A proclamation dedicated to Pride Month that Mayor Steve Valentino read at Wednesday’s City Council meeting wasn’t going to stop members of the LGBTQ+ community from condemning Ward 2 Councilor Bill Pealer Jr. for his social media posts they say paint a distorted and ultimately dangerous view of them. submitted by tiny_ymir to Rochester [link] [comments] Nearly 30 members of the LGBTQ+ community, along with their supporters, spoke out against Pealer’s since-removed Twitter posts over the course of two hours. There was plenty of tension at the meeting, and debate ensued when Valentino announced some speakers would be allowed to address Council before it handled some business items and others would get to speak after. Consideration of a food truck ordinance was tabled for another meeting. Valentino said Council business, as brief as it was, needed to be addressed. However, Ward 3 Councilor Jan Regan, who is facing off against Valentino in the Democratic primary later this month, disagreed. “I think that this is part of our business,” she said to cheers. Once rolling, speaker after speaker hammered away at Pealer, who has not apologized for the posts he claims have been misinterpreted and “cherry-picked.” However, Penny Hankins, who criticized Pealer’s remarks in a letter to the Finger Lakes Times, said the Ward 2 councilor was not fooling anyone. As others did, she referenced his post where he derided the often-used LGBTQ+ theme “love is love,” which is a way of equating the love members of the LGBTQ+ community share with each other with those who are heterosexual. “‘Love is Love’ is sick code for the advocacy of sexual deviance and depravity,” Pealer had posted. This, Hankins said, is hate speech. “Your bigotry has consequences,” she said to Pealer while calling for City Council to censure him. H. May also called for a censure of Pealer and condemned Council members who have not spoken out against Pealer’s social media posts. “So far, Council has remained silent,” she said. May said that pride proclamations “are not a substitute for meaningful actions,” adding that anti-trans rhetoric is “part of a concerted effort to scare people back into the closet.” Dylan Ivanchikova, a senior at Geneva and a member of a “big, old queer family,” said Pealer’s remarks have impacted him. He said the characterizations of gays as predators is an “old trick” by those who disagree with LGBTQ+ lifestyles. Ivanchikova said he’s “afraid of a future” where people like his parents are seen as criminal. And, Maggie Warner said Pealer’s posts, including a story she said fact-checking organizations deemed “non-credible,” serves to endanger the lives of LGBTQ+ people of Geneva. “God, do your research,” she said to Pealer. She also called for Pealer to be censured. Members of Family Counseling Service of the Finger Lakes’ LGBTQ+ Program also spoke, including counselor Emily White. “It’s so crucial to counter these stereotypes (of LGBTQ+),” she said. Among those stereotypes, she said, is that they “groom” potential sexual abuse victims. “There is zero evidence to back that up,” adding that most victims know their perpetrators and that a good chunk of them are family members. Barney Goldstein condemned the “demonizing rhetoric” that he said has led to over 400 anti-trans bills being introduced across the nation. As a gay man, Goldstein said he felt “very much alone” growing up in Geneva. “I couldn’t wait to leave here,” he said. However, he returned in 2004 to find a city that was far more tolerant — although he found Pealer’s posts to be disturbing. “I never expected to be targeted by an elected official,” he said. “I think this councilor should resign, and if not, I’ll do my damnedest” to see him defeated in the November election, Goldstein continued. Added Scott Bowes, a Democrat running in the Ward 6 race against Kyle Brimm: “If you are silent and do not speak out against him, then you are complicit with him.” Pealer did not respond to the many comments during the portion of the meeting devoted to updates from individual councilors. Others thanked the speakers for showing up in such big numbers. Ward 4 Councilor Ken Camera said he would introduce a resolution to censure Pealer at the next meeting — prompting the crowd to erupt with applause. Ward 5 Councilor Laura Salamendra once again lashed out at her Ward 2 colleague, as well as Valentino, another of her Council adversaries. “Thank you to everyone who came out tonight to stand against the bigot Bill Pealer and to call out the mayor for his refusal to condemn hate speech, homophobia and transphobia by his running mate,” she said. “We’d prefer that to a proclamation.” Valentino said his goal for Geneva is to “reduce or eliminate the division” and encourage “love and respect.” He said we all must “make sure you look at yourself and say, ‘What can I do to better myself.’” |
2023.06.09 10:58 palephx Zeus et Ganymede, pt 45 (dramatic spectacular edition)
[copied to Warhead, as a message to my own father, in a different facility]
Greetings, Y Chromosome:
Tonight has been a very good night (Pat Robertson d¡ed and Trump was ind¡cted for esp¡onage), and I suppose it's close enough to Father's Day. At least, all my online venues try to remind me. Y'kno, it's funny how moms want a piece of $5K jewelry, but dads really want $15.99 cargo shorts.
Good thing I learned marketing from Robert Cialdini. Excellent writer. Mediocre professor. You did recall that I had a Master's Class with Stanley Kunitz, right? Or, to hear mom's ghost parroting it thru Robbie, "BEFORE he was the Poet Laureate of the US."
Seriously, fuck all of you for that one.
I'm sure I can find FCI Buffer's mailing address, but I need your number, there. My current favorite person needs his, whenever I mail shit. I really adore him, but I have to be able to eat in 50 years.
Yes, I asked Rob directly about pics of your art. Unfortunately, you're old school, and they're actually physical, not digital. This was an insurance thing. I didn't want anything, but he's been such a shit with mom's estate, I need to remain useful. He really screwed up with the online auction, but it wasn't ALL his fault.
Since it appears that you'll live long enough to return to your house and restore it, just leave a digital record of the tchotchkes, as you replace them. I don't care about insurance value, but he can't really sell anything without my art history knowledge. I'd rather not have that difficulty with him, so I'm trying to streamline that nonsense.
One thing you seem neither to realize nor acknowledge is that, once he retires and lets his CFP license and bonding lapse, he can no longer be trusted with a single cent. Moving along...
"I am afraid you make the mistake of new teachers...you presume if you know what you are saying everyone else does as well...not true.
I do not 'blithely' dismiss anything you write. I understand whatever I can and then try to focus on whatever I "most" do not understand without taking it out of context."
LOL, no. You haven't suddenly developed new abilities you've never demonstrated, before. Your kid took an SAT rather early, as part of a John's Hopkins program. You seriously need to shut up forever about that nonsense. This is somehow how Robert thought he was the "good one."
He STILL bitches about picking up dry cleaning at 17.
Literally nothing you have to say for the rest of your life will ever have any authority whatsoever, unless someone gives it to you. I can't imagine who else would, but me, and I do so having personally attended your allocution. I don't resent you, anymore.
I have decided to resume speaking with you because there's absolutely nothing you can do to harm me. I'm not a neophyte teacher. I'm not even sure WHAT I am, anymore, but there's no major mistake, here.
I have absorbed my parents' experience, in whatever form might still be useful. I've already done it with other generations, other ages, other cultures. It usually leads me to respect people more than I used to.
Once I finally stopped worrying where my next meal came from, I had the opportunity to see a lot of things I wasn't allowed to discuss. That's what freedom is, dad.
It's not where you are until October, or deciding that you're gay after thirty years of giving me shit. If Aunt Carrie is honestly that fucking shallow, then she needs to have a separate discussion from your conviction. I wouldn't want her thinking that gay men like kids, but she's never been as smart as you.
Maybe, you don't think I'm right. I don't need to be. I majorly don't care and don't want any attempt at explanation. Just so you're aware, this "first year teacher" knows it isn't delayed or undeveloped heterosexuality, which was Freudian claptrap before I was born.
I am, as a gay man, extremely sorry that your family and life situation never let you develop further, but that'd be giving Freud his undue credit. This is primarily because I presume, with EXTENSIVE insight, that you had plenty of same-age, consensual activity, and you were not out at a random poolhall until the wee hours, every time.
Yes, I know a lot more than you're aware of. It's not a cudgel. It's the only olive branch I can extend. You got sloppy and outsmarted yourself. You're nearly done dealing with it. What will you actually do with yourself, afterward?
All it required to understand the you I never met was taking my own experience and using it as a filter for when you were younger than I was.
So... If there's something you think I'm being too basic about, then I think you should enjoy my decision to deal with you. I really don't think I've missed anything, but I honestly don't know how horrible it must've been for you.
I can see each possibility that happened separately, to you, but it didn't make the shitty part disappear. There is definitely no parity between our experiences, even if I had rude and selfish parents. I know they didn't start out that way. I remember, even though I didn't have the language for a whole six months. How unambitious of me.
It won't help, now. But I'll still be here. There is no longer a reason to leave. — palephx
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Greetings, Y Chromosome:
Tonight has been a very good night (Pat Robertson d¡ed and Trump was ind¡cted for esp¡onage), and I suppose it's close enough to Father's Day. At least, all my online venues try to remind me. Y'kno, it's funny how moms want a piece of $5K jewelry, but dads really want $15.99 cargo shorts.
Good thing I learned marketing from Robert Cialdini. Excellent writer. Mediocre professor. You did recall that I had a Master's Class with Stanley Kunitz, right? Or, to hear mom's ghost parroting it thru Robbie, "BEFORE he was the Poet Laureate of the US."
Seriously, fuck all of you for that one.
I'm sure I can find FCI Buffer's mailing address, but I need your number, there. My current favorite person needs his, whenever I mail shit. I really adore him, but I have to be able to eat in 50 years.
Yes, I asked Rob directly about pics of your art. Unfortunately, you're old school, and they're actually physical, not digital. This was an insurance thing. I didn't want anything, but he's been such a shit with mom's estate, I need to remain useful. He really screwed up with the online auction, but it wasn't ALL his fault.
Since it appears that you'll live long enough to return to your house and restore it, just leave a digital record of the tchotchkes, as you replace them. I don't care about insurance value, but he can't really sell anything without my art history knowledge. I'd rather not have that difficulty with him, so I'm trying to streamline that nonsense.
One thing you seem neither to realize nor acknowledge is that, once he retires and lets his CFP license and bonding lapse, he can no longer be trusted with a single cent. Moving along...
"I am afraid you make the mistake of new teachers...you presume if you know what you are saying everyone else does as well...not true.
I do not 'blithely' dismiss anything you write. I understand whatever I can and then try to focus on whatever I "most" do not understand without taking it out of context."
LOL, no. You haven't suddenly developed new abilities you've never demonstrated, before. Your kid took an SAT rather early, as part of a John's Hopkins program. You seriously need to shut up forever about that nonsense. This is somehow how Robert thought he was the "good one."
He STILL bitches about picking up dry cleaning at 17.
Literally nothing you have to say for the rest of your life will ever have any authority whatsoever, unless someone gives it to you. I can't imagine who else would, but me, and I do so having personally attended your allocution. I don't resent you, anymore.
I have decided to resume speaking with you because there's absolutely nothing you can do to harm me. I'm not a neophyte teacher. I'm not even sure WHAT I am, anymore, but there's no major mistake, here.
I have absorbed my parents' experience, in whatever form might still be useful. I've already done it with other generations, other ages, other cultures. It usually leads me to respect people more than I used to.
Once I finally stopped worrying where my next meal came from, I had the opportunity to see a lot of things I wasn't allowed to discuss. That's what freedom is, dad.
It's not where you are until October, or deciding that you're gay after thirty years of giving me shit. If Aunt Carrie is honestly that fucking shallow, then she needs to have a separate discussion from your conviction. I wouldn't want her thinking that gay men like kids, but she's never been as smart as you.
Maybe, you don't think I'm right. I don't need to be. I majorly don't care and don't want any attempt at explanation. Just so you're aware, this "first year teacher" knows it isn't delayed or undeveloped heterosexuality, which was Freudian claptrap before I was born.
I am, as a gay man, extremely sorry that your family and life situation never let you develop further, but that'd be giving Freud his undue credit. This is primarily because I presume, with EXTENSIVE insight, that you had plenty of same-age, consensual activity, and you were not out at a random poolhall until the wee hours, every time.
Yes, I know a lot more than you're aware of. It's not a cudgel. It's the only olive branch I can extend. You got sloppy and outsmarted yourself. You're nearly done dealing with it. What will you actually do with yourself, afterward?
All it required to understand the you I never met was taking my own experience and using it as a filter for when you were younger than I was.
So... If there's something you think I'm being too basic about, then I think you should enjoy my decision to deal with you. I really don't think I've missed anything, but I honestly don't know how horrible it must've been for you.
I can see each possibility that happened separately, to you, but it didn't make the shitty part disappear. There is definitely no parity between our experiences, even if I had rude and selfish parents. I know they didn't start out that way. I remember, even though I didn't have the language for a whole six months. How unambitious of me.
It won't help, now. But I'll still be here. There is no longer a reason to leave. — palephx
2023.06.09 10:58 ProposalMundane I'm destinated to suffering? You see any indicator of hope for me? Something positive, successfull? Or too much negative things? I'm feeling them
 | I struggle with depression and anxiety since I'm a child, I think I have BPD too 'cause I feel identified with almost all its symptoms. Survived my traumatic childhood but then last year brought more trauma for me, plus the current year kicking me hard too. (Context: two abortions, toxic relationship, Self harm, drug abuse, can't study, can't work, emotionally unavaliable parents) These days I've been feeling hopeless than ever, too alone, missing my ex 24 7 and fuck I'm really depressed, I feel like I can't stand my pain much longer, you understand what I'm thinking about... I Don't wanna live mentally ill, wanna live fine. submitted by ProposalMundane to AstrologyChartShare [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 10:58 No_Obligation_4020 UPDATE: I just fell for the suit scam
Roughly 2 months ago I posted a thread about falling for the suit scam. If you want a tl;dr of what happened, this post by summarized close to my experience. https://www.reddit.com/ThailandTourism/comments/12fjgut/i_just_fell_for_the_suit_scam/jfhcwx?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=1&utm_term=1&context=3
A longer version of what happened:
I arrived in Bangkok late Friday 07 April and stayed at a hostel on Khaosan Road. I experienced (what is now) the worst jet lag of my life and got maybe ~3 hours of sleep Friday and Saturday night each. On Sunday, I decided to walk to the Sky Train to visit True Digital Park. When I was passing Wat Saket, a Thai man seemingly came out of nowhere and started chatting me up. Usually when I travel, I’m on guard and swat this sorta thing away, but I decided to relax and go with it this time. He gave me the whole thing about the Thai holidays, gas prices, no taxes on big items (such as suits), and I believed it because Songkran was soon. He pulled out a Dentyne Ice cardboard gum wrapper (which I still have lol) wrote down 5 places I should visit, hailed a “60 thb” tuk tuk, and I was on my way. At the first stop was temple (I don’t remember which one) where another Thai man chatted me up in near perfect English, and we had a good conversation (or so I thought). The next place was the suit place, where I was fitted for 2 suit jackets, a handful of shirts and 2 pair of pants. I was instructed to come back for re-fitting later that evening, and went on with my tour. I went to the re-fitting and was informed that they suits would be ready in 3 weeks. It wasn’t until I did some googling later did I realize that I had fell for a scam.
So why so late on the update? A couple reasons:
1) My first 2 weeks in Bangkok were horrible. It was mostly due to the jet lag and bullshit at my job, but I just wanted to get away from the city and be in nature. I left Bangkok and spent roughly a month in Laos and the Thai Islands combined.
2) Honestly, I’m not very good at advocating for myself and being confrontational. I never heard back from the Suit factory, and was just going to leave it as is and move on from the experience. However some helpful coaxing from family members led me to go back to get them.
I contacted the Suit factor via WhatsApp today stating “This is my order number and I was told my suits would be ready in 3 weeks. It has been 2 months and I haven’t heard anything. I want to pickup my suits today.” To a little of my surprise, they responded within 10 minutes telling me they were ready and to stop by.
I arrived this afternoon and tried on the suits. The shirts and jackets fit fine, but the 2 pairs of pants were too tight. The tailor joked I had been eating out too much and drinking too much beer, which is true, but my current clothes still fit pretty well, and I went to Bumrungrad for a checkup and my weight was stable. On top of that I have been exercising fairly regularly on this 2 month trip. Nonetheless, the tailor seemed annoyed and we agreed for me to pickup on Tuesday.
As some (or most) of you predicted, the quality of the suits were pretty shit. But at least I’m getting something and not fully scammed so that’s a win in my eyes.
Tl;dr: Suits are real, quality is shit, pants were too tight, tailor blamed me for drinking too much beer.
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A longer version of what happened:
I arrived in Bangkok late Friday 07 April and stayed at a hostel on Khaosan Road. I experienced (what is now) the worst jet lag of my life and got maybe ~3 hours of sleep Friday and Saturday night each. On Sunday, I decided to walk to the Sky Train to visit True Digital Park. When I was passing Wat Saket, a Thai man seemingly came out of nowhere and started chatting me up. Usually when I travel, I’m on guard and swat this sorta thing away, but I decided to relax and go with it this time. He gave me the whole thing about the Thai holidays, gas prices, no taxes on big items (such as suits), and I believed it because Songkran was soon. He pulled out a Dentyne Ice cardboard gum wrapper (which I still have lol) wrote down 5 places I should visit, hailed a “60 thb” tuk tuk, and I was on my way. At the first stop was temple (I don’t remember which one) where another Thai man chatted me up in near perfect English, and we had a good conversation (or so I thought). The next place was the suit place, where I was fitted for 2 suit jackets, a handful of shirts and 2 pair of pants. I was instructed to come back for re-fitting later that evening, and went on with my tour. I went to the re-fitting and was informed that they suits would be ready in 3 weeks. It wasn’t until I did some googling later did I realize that I had fell for a scam.
So why so late on the update? A couple reasons:
1) My first 2 weeks in Bangkok were horrible. It was mostly due to the jet lag and bullshit at my job, but I just wanted to get away from the city and be in nature. I left Bangkok and spent roughly a month in Laos and the Thai Islands combined.
2) Honestly, I’m not very good at advocating for myself and being confrontational. I never heard back from the Suit factory, and was just going to leave it as is and move on from the experience. However some helpful coaxing from family members led me to go back to get them.
I contacted the Suit factor via WhatsApp today stating “This is my order number and I was told my suits would be ready in 3 weeks. It has been 2 months and I haven’t heard anything. I want to pickup my suits today.” To a little of my surprise, they responded within 10 minutes telling me they were ready and to stop by.
I arrived this afternoon and tried on the suits. The shirts and jackets fit fine, but the 2 pairs of pants were too tight. The tailor joked I had been eating out too much and drinking too much beer, which is true, but my current clothes still fit pretty well, and I went to Bumrungrad for a checkup and my weight was stable. On top of that I have been exercising fairly regularly on this 2 month trip. Nonetheless, the tailor seemed annoyed and we agreed for me to pickup on Tuesday.
As some (or most) of you predicted, the quality of the suits were pretty shit. But at least I’m getting something and not fully scammed so that’s a win in my eyes.
Tl;dr: Suits are real, quality is shit, pants were too tight, tailor blamed me for drinking too much beer.
2023.06.09 10:57 slimedemons Day 4
M26 / Bisexual / Not a person of faith
context : used to fap at minimum 4x a day and it wouldn’t be uncommon for that to be 5-6x on some bored days, porn/temptation was on every app i was on so i made the decision to remove all social media besides reddit
Going into this my main priority was kicking the porn addiction and seeing if i could reap the benefits of nofap and so far here is what i’ve notice :
Higher energy in normal tasks and physical ones ( particularly at work and the gym ) Balls feel heavy Confidence boost Desire to be productive ( reading , writing , gym, ect. )
There are some cons starting to appear as well that i knew a little bit of but now are pretty hard to ignore :
My morning wood always pulsates and i’ve woken up wet for the past 2 days Balls starting to ache starting this morning Horny thoughts are more prominent and i sometimes catch myself creating a fantasy in the moment with whoever i find attractive near me
Staying strong so i can see the god mode powers people claim to achieve on day 7 😅 also hoping you all stay strong as well my friends
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context : used to fap at minimum 4x a day and it wouldn’t be uncommon for that to be 5-6x on some bored days, porn/temptation was on every app i was on so i made the decision to remove all social media besides reddit
Going into this my main priority was kicking the porn addiction and seeing if i could reap the benefits of nofap and so far here is what i’ve notice :
Higher energy in normal tasks and physical ones ( particularly at work and the gym ) Balls feel heavy Confidence boost Desire to be productive ( reading , writing , gym, ect. )
There are some cons starting to appear as well that i knew a little bit of but now are pretty hard to ignore :
My morning wood always pulsates and i’ve woken up wet for the past 2 days Balls starting to ache starting this morning Horny thoughts are more prominent and i sometimes catch myself creating a fantasy in the moment with whoever i find attractive near me
Staying strong so i can see the god mode powers people claim to achieve on day 7 😅 also hoping you all stay strong as well my friends
2023.06.09 10:57 Phoenix_Flaming_Star What Are Some of the Funniest Experiences You've Had in Ark?
Me and my tribe mate were just starting out on Fjordur with brand new characters. We were in the northeast part of the map (redwoods shore) near some Brontos. One walked right over my starter house and my tribemate attacked it. Unbeknownst to him, he got into the perfect spot when the Brontos literally tail whips him into the nearby ocean! His reaction was just "Oh god..." as he went flying! 😂
What are some of yours?
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What are some of yours?
2023.06.09 10:57 ProposalMundane I'm destinated to suffering? You see any indicator of hope for me? Something positive, successfull? Or too much negative things? I'm feeling them
 | I struggle with depression and anxiety since I'm a child, I think I have BPD too 'cause I feel identified with almost all its symptoms. Survived my traumatic childhood but then last year brought more trauma for me, plus the current year kicking me hard too. (Context: two abortions, toxic relationship, Self harm, drug abuse, can't study, can't work, emotionally unavaliable parents) These days I've been feeling hopeless than ever, too alone, missing my ex 24 7 and fuck I'm really depressed, I feel like I can't stand my pain much longer, you understand what I'm thinking about... submitted by ProposalMundane to AskAstrologers [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 10:57 West-Better I think I’m (28f) am getting SHINGLES from serious anxiety over my (27m) ex
You read that right. And I’ve had shingles before on my shoulder that led to permanent nerve damage so I’m well aware of what the onset of it feels like. Last night the left side, upper part of my face started tingling/shooting pains and by the morning it was much worse, so much so that I did go to urgent care to get put on anti virals.
My ex and I have been broken up for about 5 months after a 3 year relationship. We broke up briefly about 2 years in, right around when I thought we would be moving in together. First heartbreak. He still talked to me ALL THE TIME. And of course I talked to him too, wanting to get back together. He ended up moving into a new apartment and I gave him practically all of the stuff we had been purchasing together for the previous 2 years and helped him move in. Sucked. Then his father passed away and he went into a downward spiral into alcoholism for I’m not kidding, a year. Like he stopped working and drank 24/7. He had a couple breaks of sobriety and we did get back together. Part of me thinks we did though because I was practically the only one in his life trying to help him as he slowly lost all of his friends and his family lived an hour away. I dealt with so much that year with him, trying everything possible to just keep him alive and help him find a way to stop. Eventually he went to rehab and got out of that apartment. His mom broke his lease and realized he cannot live alone. I supported him through 5 months of rehab, emotionally and financially.
Now during this time I ended up relapsing myself. Just not as bad. I caved and drank with him a couple times and that got me started. I would drink at night occasionally but it didn’t really effect my life. Until he went to rehab. Nearing his last month and a half of rehab he started growing distant, harder to get ahold of and the entire time not going on any passes wanting to see me, claiming he didn’t do the work required to leave the campus. My drinking got bad as I was insecure about our relationship. I decided that I needed to take a leave of absence from work and deal with my own issue. So I went to rehab.
When I got to rehab he practically ghosted me, it was even harder to get ahold of him. I almost stopped talking to him completely. Which was so weird because we never even had a conversation about being over or what the hell was going on. He made me feel like I was bothering him so I left him alone, feeling miserable. Towards the end of that rehab we finally talked and he told me while he loved me, he was sorry that he just didn’t want to be with me, heartbreak number two.
Needless to say that rehab didn’t work out. I went back to work only to keep drinking, except I stopped talking to him finally. Two months later I decided I was ready to go to rehab again and do it for myself and really try, and stay for 4 months instead of 1. About two weeks into my stay I had a terrible conversation with my parents and ended up calling him. He was happy to hear from me, told me I should have called sooner and was happy to be my contact for my phone calls. I was nervous about this, opening to door of contact but I did call him about often during my first 30 days when I couldn’t have a phone.
When I got my phone back I reached out to him only to go back to basically what he was doing to me last time I was in rehab, super slow to respond. I stopped trying and stopped texting him. Then about a month later he randomly called me. It was a weird 30 minute conversation about random stuff, he was overly happy and I could tell he was drinking. I didn’t want to accuse him so I didn’t say anything. Then I didn’t hear from him.
About a week later I hear from staff that worked weekends at another rehab that he was back in rehab. I was happy he was safe. Now about a week after that idk WHY I didn’t realize it sooner but I realized that a tech that worked at my rehab was one of the 14 friends that my ex has on Instagram. It’s just kinda a catfish photo and I kept forgetting her name when I saw her so I didn’t put two and two together. He follows her back and she ALSO follows his old profile that he doesn’t even use anymore. She only follows 21 people. They also follow each other on tiktok. I soon found out that they were in rehab together when he was in rehab for 5 months and she got at job at the rehab afterwards. I also found out from a client who was back in with ME but was AlSO with them that she had a crush on him but he never showed interest in her at the time. I know they didn’t follow each other until I went to rehab the second time though, so after we had been broken up for a couple months.
Now I did mention how this upset me to another tech and I was then told by head staff that I was not allowed to talk to other staff… about staff. So basically I have to deal with her running some of the classes I’m in. They did tell me that they weren’t going to tell her about my curiosity about the situation though. Which thank god because the following day his mom reached out to me and tells me the reason he relapsed was because his sister died from an overdose. So I didn’t need him getting out of rehab and hearing any drama. I just dropped it. Blocked her on social media so I wouldn’t have to see it and tried my best to focus on myself again.
Well, a couple days ago he got out of rehab and I guess the first thing he wanted to do was call me. He calls me and we have a good hour long conversation about what has been going on. I find out his mom is letting him take over his dead sisters lease, which absolutely worries me but honestly there’s nothing I can do or say about that other than think it’s the dumbest idea ever considering last time he was alone in an apartment he almost died. He goes on to tell me there is no excuse for how he hasn’t been talking to me more or been there for me more regardless of his situation and he was sorry about everything. Over all it was a good conversation, even though it left me worried for him. We talked about how I was doing and idk it was super nice to talk to him that way again. He thanked me for answering his call. I said “of course I’m always here to talk.”
That was 4 days ago. Part of me wants to reach out to him and see how he is doing, part of me thinks that would be codependent. But I’m constantly looking at my phone hoping he will reach out to me so we can talk. I DONT KNOW WHY I still want to be with him. I miss him so much. I miss how well he knows me and how easy it is to talk to him. I hate that I haven’t seen him in so long. And most of all im hella paranoid that since he isn’t talking me he is talking to this tech I see all the time instead and it breaks my heart. To note she is 5 years younger than him, has only 9 months sober herself, I don’t think she’s that pretty but that’s besides the point, I’ve been nothing but nice to her even though I really hate and feel super uncomfortable being around her. I hate that I can’t tell staff that it makes me uncomfortable. I’m worried that if I even do tell staff and it gets back to her, she will tell my ex and that will make things even worse.
So here I am, trying to fix myself, I really want to get it right this time and yet this enormous road block is in my way because my heart hurts and I feel confused. I guess I’m just looking for words of support on how to navigate this or pull through for myself, I’m CLEARLY stressed AF because now I’m dealing with this illness. What can I do? How can I feel better, physically and emotionally?
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My ex and I have been broken up for about 5 months after a 3 year relationship. We broke up briefly about 2 years in, right around when I thought we would be moving in together. First heartbreak. He still talked to me ALL THE TIME. And of course I talked to him too, wanting to get back together. He ended up moving into a new apartment and I gave him practically all of the stuff we had been purchasing together for the previous 2 years and helped him move in. Sucked. Then his father passed away and he went into a downward spiral into alcoholism for I’m not kidding, a year. Like he stopped working and drank 24/7. He had a couple breaks of sobriety and we did get back together. Part of me thinks we did though because I was practically the only one in his life trying to help him as he slowly lost all of his friends and his family lived an hour away. I dealt with so much that year with him, trying everything possible to just keep him alive and help him find a way to stop. Eventually he went to rehab and got out of that apartment. His mom broke his lease and realized he cannot live alone. I supported him through 5 months of rehab, emotionally and financially.
Now during this time I ended up relapsing myself. Just not as bad. I caved and drank with him a couple times and that got me started. I would drink at night occasionally but it didn’t really effect my life. Until he went to rehab. Nearing his last month and a half of rehab he started growing distant, harder to get ahold of and the entire time not going on any passes wanting to see me, claiming he didn’t do the work required to leave the campus. My drinking got bad as I was insecure about our relationship. I decided that I needed to take a leave of absence from work and deal with my own issue. So I went to rehab.
When I got to rehab he practically ghosted me, it was even harder to get ahold of him. I almost stopped talking to him completely. Which was so weird because we never even had a conversation about being over or what the hell was going on. He made me feel like I was bothering him so I left him alone, feeling miserable. Towards the end of that rehab we finally talked and he told me while he loved me, he was sorry that he just didn’t want to be with me, heartbreak number two.
Needless to say that rehab didn’t work out. I went back to work only to keep drinking, except I stopped talking to him finally. Two months later I decided I was ready to go to rehab again and do it for myself and really try, and stay for 4 months instead of 1. About two weeks into my stay I had a terrible conversation with my parents and ended up calling him. He was happy to hear from me, told me I should have called sooner and was happy to be my contact for my phone calls. I was nervous about this, opening to door of contact but I did call him about often during my first 30 days when I couldn’t have a phone.
When I got my phone back I reached out to him only to go back to basically what he was doing to me last time I was in rehab, super slow to respond. I stopped trying and stopped texting him. Then about a month later he randomly called me. It was a weird 30 minute conversation about random stuff, he was overly happy and I could tell he was drinking. I didn’t want to accuse him so I didn’t say anything. Then I didn’t hear from him.
About a week later I hear from staff that worked weekends at another rehab that he was back in rehab. I was happy he was safe. Now about a week after that idk WHY I didn’t realize it sooner but I realized that a tech that worked at my rehab was one of the 14 friends that my ex has on Instagram. It’s just kinda a catfish photo and I kept forgetting her name when I saw her so I didn’t put two and two together. He follows her back and she ALSO follows his old profile that he doesn’t even use anymore. She only follows 21 people. They also follow each other on tiktok. I soon found out that they were in rehab together when he was in rehab for 5 months and she got at job at the rehab afterwards. I also found out from a client who was back in with ME but was AlSO with them that she had a crush on him but he never showed interest in her at the time. I know they didn’t follow each other until I went to rehab the second time though, so after we had been broken up for a couple months.
Now I did mention how this upset me to another tech and I was then told by head staff that I was not allowed to talk to other staff… about staff. So basically I have to deal with her running some of the classes I’m in. They did tell me that they weren’t going to tell her about my curiosity about the situation though. Which thank god because the following day his mom reached out to me and tells me the reason he relapsed was because his sister died from an overdose. So I didn’t need him getting out of rehab and hearing any drama. I just dropped it. Blocked her on social media so I wouldn’t have to see it and tried my best to focus on myself again.
Well, a couple days ago he got out of rehab and I guess the first thing he wanted to do was call me. He calls me and we have a good hour long conversation about what has been going on. I find out his mom is letting him take over his dead sisters lease, which absolutely worries me but honestly there’s nothing I can do or say about that other than think it’s the dumbest idea ever considering last time he was alone in an apartment he almost died. He goes on to tell me there is no excuse for how he hasn’t been talking to me more or been there for me more regardless of his situation and he was sorry about everything. Over all it was a good conversation, even though it left me worried for him. We talked about how I was doing and idk it was super nice to talk to him that way again. He thanked me for answering his call. I said “of course I’m always here to talk.”
That was 4 days ago. Part of me wants to reach out to him and see how he is doing, part of me thinks that would be codependent. But I’m constantly looking at my phone hoping he will reach out to me so we can talk. I DONT KNOW WHY I still want to be with him. I miss him so much. I miss how well he knows me and how easy it is to talk to him. I hate that I haven’t seen him in so long. And most of all im hella paranoid that since he isn’t talking me he is talking to this tech I see all the time instead and it breaks my heart. To note she is 5 years younger than him, has only 9 months sober herself, I don’t think she’s that pretty but that’s besides the point, I’ve been nothing but nice to her even though I really hate and feel super uncomfortable being around her. I hate that I can’t tell staff that it makes me uncomfortable. I’m worried that if I even do tell staff and it gets back to her, she will tell my ex and that will make things even worse.
So here I am, trying to fix myself, I really want to get it right this time and yet this enormous road block is in my way because my heart hurts and I feel confused. I guess I’m just looking for words of support on how to navigate this or pull through for myself, I’m CLEARLY stressed AF because now I’m dealing with this illness. What can I do? How can I feel better, physically and emotionally?
2023.06.09 10:56 Thegreatdigitalism Solid system for personal life?
Hi! Like many people here, I'm looking for some great tools to be more productive and feel in control. I've got a 40-hour work week and I want to spend my valuable free time properly. I can get a bit stuck with all the different available tools to enhance productivity, so maybe you can give me some advice on how to better my current system for my personal life.
I want to make some changes to my system. My system is as follows:
The tools I use are:
At the end of the week, I write down the tasks I want to do for the upcoming week in OneNote. The tasks originate from the To-Do app. The pro is that I can see what happened the previous weeks and which tasks I ticked off. The con is that it lacks integration and ease of access, since it's basically a list in a note taking app. This does take some time and it's bothersome to go through all these different tasks to prioritize.
What am I looking for?
I know everyone looks for the 'one app to rule them all', but I have no illusions that will be hard to find. I find that my apps are very stand-alone without integration with each other. This isn't necessarily a bad thing.
I've looked a Trello as a Kanban tool to do this. Then there's also Notion or Obsidian, but maybe it can just be done in OneNote? I've been thinking about Todoist and then labeling the weeks, but I'm not sure if that works.
What can you advice me if you look at my use-case?
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I want to make some changes to my system. My system is as follows:
The tools I use are:
- Microsoft To-Do: My backlog. I offload all the tasks in here, (loosely) categorized. I want to move my tasks to a different app.
- Microsoft OneNote: I write things down about the subjects in my life, like career plans, or dishes, hobbies, etc. A bit like a 'second brain', but it's just basically a big notebook. I'd like to keep OneNote.
- Habitica: The daily habit tracker. All habits go in here, like exercising and reading daily. I'd like to keep Habitica.
- Google Calendar: A basic calendar. Works great. I'd like to keep Gcal.
- Trello: I don't consequently use this properly, but it's nice for bigger projects (like home renovation projects) and to get overview. I've got to admit that an Excel sheet works just as well. Not sure if I want to keep Trello.
At the end of the week, I write down the tasks I want to do for the upcoming week in OneNote. The tasks originate from the To-Do app. The pro is that I can see what happened the previous weeks and which tasks I ticked off. The con is that it lacks integration and ease of access, since it's basically a list in a note taking app. This does take some time and it's bothersome to go through all these different tasks to prioritize.
What am I looking for?
I know everyone looks for the 'one app to rule them all', but I have no illusions that will be hard to find. I find that my apps are very stand-alone without integration with each other. This isn't necessarily a bad thing.
- I'd like to step away from making tasks in OneNote and To-Do and use one system for that. I'd like a week overview and a way to look at previous weeks/months and the tasks I've made back in that specific week/month. What tool would work for that?
- I'd like to categorize the tasks a bit more per project. I lack overview in this now.
I've looked a Trello as a Kanban tool to do this. Then there's also Notion or Obsidian, but maybe it can just be done in OneNote? I've been thinking about Todoist and then labeling the weeks, but I'm not sure if that works.
What can you advice me if you look at my use-case?
2023.06.09 10:56 Seahorse_12 I (M30) took part in a paid study at my local university that studied the affects of diets on abdominal weight gain. I’ve put on over 115 pounds in 1.5 years. I’m seeing my parents(M67, F61) & siblings for the 1st time this weekend and they have no idea I look like this now. How to handle the shock?
HERE are some pictures and videos taken by me or others over the course of the last year and a half. THIS is me this week at my current size (273 pounds) ahead of seeing my family this weekend.
My local university was conducting a medical study on the affects of different diets on weight gain. I signed up and was chosen and the potential money to be made was very appealing. The first two months of the study involved simply eating at a calorie surplus on a premade diet to see how it affected my body’s weight gain. After taking measurements after these initial two months, if my body’s measurements represented any kind of high percentile outlier, I would be selected to potentially continue for the entire 1.5 year study focused on a particular area of the body. Of all of the participants, my abdominal girth was at the highest percentile ratio of girth compared to weight/height, so they selected me to participate focusing on abdominal weight gain and to see how severe it could be.
They paid me about $3,000 a month and had all of my food paid for as I followed a specific premade diet plan that changed every 2 or 3 months to study the affects these specific diets had. Some were dairy heavy, carb heavy, specific types of meats only, mixing in alcohol consumption, specific supplements, etc. I’m incredibly busy in my life with work right now and having a free premade meal plan plus so much extra cash was too good to pass up. So I decided to continue for the entire 1.5 year study.
Fast forward to now, having finished the entire trial, I am starting to have some serious regrets. I’ve put on nearly 115 pounds since last January and I never expected the results to have me looking like this. Honestly, I think even the researchers themselves were really shocked by my result. My ratio of abdominal girth to height/weight is at the highest percentile of the study, their entire student body, and anyone who has participated in the study before. I gained most all of the weight in my torso, which they are severely attributing to genetics and simply the effectiveness of the tailored diets they had me following.
I obviously look ridiculous now. I haven’t even been able to keep up with buying a new professional wardrobe for work (as you can tell my the pictures and videos linked). I was gaining an average of 7 pounds a month, some months being just 3 pounds and some being an entire 15 pounds in a month. So many things are difficult… I break a sweat going up one flight of stairs, I can hardly put my shoes or socks on, fitting into restaurant booths is nearly impossible, getting in and out of my car or off the couch takes preparation. People stare at me in stores or on the street. I had a homeless guy ask me “Jesus Christ, what the fuck? Are you pregnant, dude?” once. My coworkers are polite but make comments here and there.
I haven’t seen my family since early in the study when the weight gain wasn’t very noticeable. I’m seeing them in this weekend for a reunion, and I cannot even imagine what they are going to say. I didn’t tell them I took part in this because I knew they wouldn’t approve, but now I wish I had because how am I going to prepare them or explain to them why I look like this now and how it happened so fast. They are all very fit and stay in good shape and even my siblings partners are all in good shape. I was always slim before this and they make comments if I ever even fluctuated a little bit in weight before. I’m worried to fit on the plane on the way there and having to travel. I’m so nervous to see them. And honestly would like any genuine opinions of whether or not I’m blowing this out of proportion or if they are genuinely going to be shocked. Maybe I can hide it better if I find the right clothing. What do you recommend I do? Tell them ahead of time? Be honest with how it happened? Just pretend everything is ok? Will they bring it up? Can I hide it somehow?
TLDR: I’ve gained a ton of weight doing a medical study at a local university and my family has no idea I’ve participated nor that I look like this now. I’m seeing them this weekend and also going to a family reunion. How do you recommend I can best handle with the shock of looking like I do now? Should I tell them ahead of time and be honest, even if I think they will judge me for having taken part?
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My local university was conducting a medical study on the affects of different diets on weight gain. I signed up and was chosen and the potential money to be made was very appealing. The first two months of the study involved simply eating at a calorie surplus on a premade diet to see how it affected my body’s weight gain. After taking measurements after these initial two months, if my body’s measurements represented any kind of high percentile outlier, I would be selected to potentially continue for the entire 1.5 year study focused on a particular area of the body. Of all of the participants, my abdominal girth was at the highest percentile ratio of girth compared to weight/height, so they selected me to participate focusing on abdominal weight gain and to see how severe it could be.
They paid me about $3,000 a month and had all of my food paid for as I followed a specific premade diet plan that changed every 2 or 3 months to study the affects these specific diets had. Some were dairy heavy, carb heavy, specific types of meats only, mixing in alcohol consumption, specific supplements, etc. I’m incredibly busy in my life with work right now and having a free premade meal plan plus so much extra cash was too good to pass up. So I decided to continue for the entire 1.5 year study.
Fast forward to now, having finished the entire trial, I am starting to have some serious regrets. I’ve put on nearly 115 pounds since last January and I never expected the results to have me looking like this. Honestly, I think even the researchers themselves were really shocked by my result. My ratio of abdominal girth to height/weight is at the highest percentile of the study, their entire student body, and anyone who has participated in the study before. I gained most all of the weight in my torso, which they are severely attributing to genetics and simply the effectiveness of the tailored diets they had me following.
I obviously look ridiculous now. I haven’t even been able to keep up with buying a new professional wardrobe for work (as you can tell my the pictures and videos linked). I was gaining an average of 7 pounds a month, some months being just 3 pounds and some being an entire 15 pounds in a month. So many things are difficult… I break a sweat going up one flight of stairs, I can hardly put my shoes or socks on, fitting into restaurant booths is nearly impossible, getting in and out of my car or off the couch takes preparation. People stare at me in stores or on the street. I had a homeless guy ask me “Jesus Christ, what the fuck? Are you pregnant, dude?” once. My coworkers are polite but make comments here and there.
I haven’t seen my family since early in the study when the weight gain wasn’t very noticeable. I’m seeing them in this weekend for a reunion, and I cannot even imagine what they are going to say. I didn’t tell them I took part in this because I knew they wouldn’t approve, but now I wish I had because how am I going to prepare them or explain to them why I look like this now and how it happened so fast. They are all very fit and stay in good shape and even my siblings partners are all in good shape. I was always slim before this and they make comments if I ever even fluctuated a little bit in weight before. I’m worried to fit on the plane on the way there and having to travel. I’m so nervous to see them. And honestly would like any genuine opinions of whether or not I’m blowing this out of proportion or if they are genuinely going to be shocked. Maybe I can hide it better if I find the right clothing. What do you recommend I do? Tell them ahead of time? Be honest with how it happened? Just pretend everything is ok? Will they bring it up? Can I hide it somehow?
TLDR: I’ve gained a ton of weight doing a medical study at a local university and my family has no idea I’ve participated nor that I look like this now. I’m seeing them this weekend and also going to a family reunion. How do you recommend I can best handle with the shock of looking like I do now? Should I tell them ahead of time and be honest, even if I think they will judge me for having taken part?
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2023.06.09 10:56 mvrnx Why are my memories only hurting now as an adult?
Lately, I (20F) have been reliving some hurtful childhood memories that did not otherwise bother me until adulthood. I had never forgotten them but they did not so directly affect my mental health till quite recently.
I have a brother who is three years older than myself. He and a male cousin of ours of his age regularly bullied me during our childhood. It started roughly when I was aged six and persisted till I was eleven. I would be frequently beaten to a pulp for the most random reasons, such as watching TV. In fact, it was a rule they had set up that I was not to even glance at a switched-on TV. And If I did, I would receive a thrashing.
A particular memory from that timeline stands out to me. One time my brother woke up at 2AM and caught me watching the early morning recap of a show. I have never been more ruthlessly beaten in my life than I had that day. I remember being in such fear and shock as he delivered multiple blows to my head. The shock had overwhelmed my seven y/o self enough to keep me from shedding a single tear while it happened.
Although the physical bullying mellowed down significantly during adolescence, there were a couple of instances where he had strangled me. However, nothing quite compares to the following incidents. I was nine when he fondled my chest on two separate occasions. The first time he did it, he pretended to hug me from the side. On the second occasion, he reached down my shirt and patted me on my bare chest while I was playing on the computer. I wish he would have beaten me up instead because the sexual touching absolutely killed me inside. I could not fathom why a brother of all people would do that. It was the most vile, revolting feeling.
Family members were aware of the bullying but not the sexual assault (?) [I'm not sure if "assault" is an exaggeration, sorry.] They all laugh it off whenever the stories of bullying resurface in conversation.
"Your brother used to beat you so much when you were little, haha. Do you remember?" - a common statement, like a long running joke.
There are a few reasons as to why I am deeply conflicted about my feelings regarding this all. One is that my brother hasn't hurt me for a few years now. He has seemingly turned much kinder. I do not know whether or not he realizes the depth of the harm he has inflicted but he does treat me better now (granted, we do not interact as much anymore).
The others are questions that have been gnawing at me: Why have these begun to have actual impact only now in adulthood? Why did I not display any symptoms for at least a decade? Even though I was aware that I had been wronged.
I did very well academically until late high school. It is as if a switched went off and I began reliving awful memories out of the blue during my late teens. It became damaging enough that I harbored violent fantasies with regards to harming both myself and other individuals. But I have no real inclination to commit such acts, so I doubt they would amount to much.
I apologize for the lengthy post. English is not my first language, so please excuse if any statement seems oddly put. I suppose I'm only looking to find some advice and solidarity here since I lack the courage to open up in person. Thank you for reading.
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I have a brother who is three years older than myself. He and a male cousin of ours of his age regularly bullied me during our childhood. It started roughly when I was aged six and persisted till I was eleven. I would be frequently beaten to a pulp for the most random reasons, such as watching TV. In fact, it was a rule they had set up that I was not to even glance at a switched-on TV. And If I did, I would receive a thrashing.
A particular memory from that timeline stands out to me. One time my brother woke up at 2AM and caught me watching the early morning recap of a show. I have never been more ruthlessly beaten in my life than I had that day. I remember being in such fear and shock as he delivered multiple blows to my head. The shock had overwhelmed my seven y/o self enough to keep me from shedding a single tear while it happened.
Although the physical bullying mellowed down significantly during adolescence, there were a couple of instances where he had strangled me. However, nothing quite compares to the following incidents. I was nine when he fondled my chest on two separate occasions. The first time he did it, he pretended to hug me from the side. On the second occasion, he reached down my shirt and patted me on my bare chest while I was playing on the computer. I wish he would have beaten me up instead because the sexual touching absolutely killed me inside. I could not fathom why a brother of all people would do that. It was the most vile, revolting feeling.
Family members were aware of the bullying but not the sexual assault (?) [I'm not sure if "assault" is an exaggeration, sorry.] They all laugh it off whenever the stories of bullying resurface in conversation.
"Your brother used to beat you so much when you were little, haha. Do you remember?" - a common statement, like a long running joke.
There are a few reasons as to why I am deeply conflicted about my feelings regarding this all. One is that my brother hasn't hurt me for a few years now. He has seemingly turned much kinder. I do not know whether or not he realizes the depth of the harm he has inflicted but he does treat me better now (granted, we do not interact as much anymore).
The others are questions that have been gnawing at me: Why have these begun to have actual impact only now in adulthood? Why did I not display any symptoms for at least a decade? Even though I was aware that I had been wronged.
I did very well academically until late high school. It is as if a switched went off and I began reliving awful memories out of the blue during my late teens. It became damaging enough that I harbored violent fantasies with regards to harming both myself and other individuals. But I have no real inclination to commit such acts, so I doubt they would amount to much.
I apologize for the lengthy post. English is not my first language, so please excuse if any statement seems oddly put. I suppose I'm only looking to find some advice and solidarity here since I lack the courage to open up in person. Thank you for reading.
2023.06.09 10:55 vpyr [Rise of the elven sage] - Chapter 35
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Quickly and without making a sound, Raphael made his way to the canned goods section. He grabbed whatever he could, abiding by the restrictions, and proceeded to the aisle where the eggs were displayed. Defeat washed over him as he noticed yet another sign dictating a limit of three eggs per customer. With a string of curses running through his mind, he reluctantly collected the allowed quantity and ventured towards the area that once housed an assortment of sweets. The shelves stood almost barren, with only a few remnants left behind, mostly comprising unpopular items that had been overlooked. In a stroke of luck, Sanya's desired candied ginger was tucked away at the back of a shelf. Raphael's initial smile, sparked by the prospect of fulfilling her wish, faded swiftly as he caught sight of the exorbitant price for the tiny pack of candy. It felt as though not just one, but two zeros had been added to the tag. The three of them were relatively fortunate that George possessed wealth, albeit from a questionable source; otherwise, they would suffer the same fate as countless others, succumbing to starvation. Carrying his meager haul of five cans, three eggs, and the small pack of candy, Raphael joined the line, patiently awaiting his turn to pay and escape the confines of the supermarket. During the wait, he couldn't ignore what he had previously brushed aside. Blaring through the speakers were echoes of propaganda akin to that heard from the car. McKennsy, hailed as the paramount leader of humanity, was glorified. Horror stories vilifying Demi-Humans as the literal offspring of Satan reverberated, causing Raphael to suppress a lighthearted chuckle when he recalled Sanya's tail. However, his amusement was met with angered glances from fellow queue occupants. One by one, individuals checked out and departed, while the deluge of propaganda intensified. One particular story recounted the tale of a Demi-Human with brown to black skin and a monkey tail. Not only was the narrative steeped in racism, but it also perpetuated stereotypes, depicting the Demi-Human as residing in trees, breaking into houses to steal and consume infants. The story concluded with an impassioned plea to report any Demi-Human sightings. It was a masterful display of fearmongering, and had Raphael not possessed better knowledge, he might have succumbed to its allure—it was that well-crafted. Stubbornly, he attempted to tune out the falsehoods conveyed through the messages when something caught his attention, causing him to freeze momentarily in fear. A small contingent of armed military personnel stormed into the store, their weapons poised, as they forcefully flung open the doors and bellowed orders.
"EVERYBODY FREEZE!", boomed the leader of the group. "If you comply, no harm will befall you!"
His comrades surged forward, herding everyone inside the store toward the exit.
"We received a tip that a despicable Demi-Human would be present in this store at this precise moment. If you possess any shred of decency, I would advise surrendering and not making things harder for yourselves.", The soldier in command asserted.
In the background, Raphael caught a nearly inaudible sigh. Turning his gaze toward the source, he spotted what appeared to be a young boy, his face hidden beneath a deeply pulled hood, clutching a piece of bread.
"We know who you are.", proclaimed the leader, slowly advancing toward the frightened individuals. "We had hoped to give you a chance, but it seems you won't take it."
The leader now stood directly in front of Raphael, peering into his eyes. This soldier, clean-shaven with scars etched across his face, cast a cunning grin and then forcefully placed his hand on Raphael's shoulder, eliciting a resounding thud. The Elf couldn't help but flinch, fearing that his disguise had been uncovered. He suppressed his urge to rub his fingers along his ears, it would have revealed himself.
"Look at what you're causing—scaring these precious people. You should have surrendered when we asked politely, shouldn't you, Michael?", the soldier taunted, turning his head toward the hooded boy.
In a split second, the boy hurled the bread at the soldier, attempting to make a desperate escape. His hood slipped off in the process, revealing skin completely adorned in glossy black scales. Yet, before he could take more than a few hurried steps, another soldier lunged at the young Demi-Human, causing him to tumble and emit a cry of agony.
"Let me go! I haven't done anything wrong! Sssomebody sssave me, pleassse!", shrieked the boy in a high-pitched voice, his youthful plea for freedom echoing through the store.
As the boy spoke, his long, slender tongue flicked out from his mouth, snake-like in its movement. His gaze fixated on the leader of the soldiers, revealing eyes that were a vibrant shade of yellow, almost luminous, with a dark slit running through them. Raphael couldn't help but notice the uncanny resemblance this Demi-Human bore to a snake, yet the glowing intensity in his eyes unsettled him. It felt unnatural, too otherworldly. Briefly, he pondered whether he looked similar when he unleashed his own magic, but his train of thought veered off track as the leader approached the boy, stepping right beside him.
___ Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed it, consider reading my other series. Life of a Witch A world in which witches are cursed and hunted
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Quickly and without making a sound, Raphael made his way to the canned goods section. He grabbed whatever he could, abiding by the restrictions, and proceeded to the aisle where the eggs were displayed. Defeat washed over him as he noticed yet another sign dictating a limit of three eggs per customer. With a string of curses running through his mind, he reluctantly collected the allowed quantity and ventured towards the area that once housed an assortment of sweets. The shelves stood almost barren, with only a few remnants left behind, mostly comprising unpopular items that had been overlooked. In a stroke of luck, Sanya's desired candied ginger was tucked away at the back of a shelf. Raphael's initial smile, sparked by the prospect of fulfilling her wish, faded swiftly as he caught sight of the exorbitant price for the tiny pack of candy. It felt as though not just one, but two zeros had been added to the tag. The three of them were relatively fortunate that George possessed wealth, albeit from a questionable source; otherwise, they would suffer the same fate as countless others, succumbing to starvation. Carrying his meager haul of five cans, three eggs, and the small pack of candy, Raphael joined the line, patiently awaiting his turn to pay and escape the confines of the supermarket. During the wait, he couldn't ignore what he had previously brushed aside. Blaring through the speakers were echoes of propaganda akin to that heard from the car. McKennsy, hailed as the paramount leader of humanity, was glorified. Horror stories vilifying Demi-Humans as the literal offspring of Satan reverberated, causing Raphael to suppress a lighthearted chuckle when he recalled Sanya's tail. However, his amusement was met with angered glances from fellow queue occupants. One by one, individuals checked out and departed, while the deluge of propaganda intensified. One particular story recounted the tale of a Demi-Human with brown to black skin and a monkey tail. Not only was the narrative steeped in racism, but it also perpetuated stereotypes, depicting the Demi-Human as residing in trees, breaking into houses to steal and consume infants. The story concluded with an impassioned plea to report any Demi-Human sightings. It was a masterful display of fearmongering, and had Raphael not possessed better knowledge, he might have succumbed to its allure—it was that well-crafted. Stubbornly, he attempted to tune out the falsehoods conveyed through the messages when something caught his attention, causing him to freeze momentarily in fear. A small contingent of armed military personnel stormed into the store, their weapons poised, as they forcefully flung open the doors and bellowed orders.
"EVERYBODY FREEZE!", boomed the leader of the group. "If you comply, no harm will befall you!"
His comrades surged forward, herding everyone inside the store toward the exit.
"We received a tip that a despicable Demi-Human would be present in this store at this precise moment. If you possess any shred of decency, I would advise surrendering and not making things harder for yourselves.", The soldier in command asserted.
In the background, Raphael caught a nearly inaudible sigh. Turning his gaze toward the source, he spotted what appeared to be a young boy, his face hidden beneath a deeply pulled hood, clutching a piece of bread.
"We know who you are.", proclaimed the leader, slowly advancing toward the frightened individuals. "We had hoped to give you a chance, but it seems you won't take it."
The leader now stood directly in front of Raphael, peering into his eyes. This soldier, clean-shaven with scars etched across his face, cast a cunning grin and then forcefully placed his hand on Raphael's shoulder, eliciting a resounding thud. The Elf couldn't help but flinch, fearing that his disguise had been uncovered. He suppressed his urge to rub his fingers along his ears, it would have revealed himself.
"Look at what you're causing—scaring these precious people. You should have surrendered when we asked politely, shouldn't you, Michael?", the soldier taunted, turning his head toward the hooded boy.
In a split second, the boy hurled the bread at the soldier, attempting to make a desperate escape. His hood slipped off in the process, revealing skin completely adorned in glossy black scales. Yet, before he could take more than a few hurried steps, another soldier lunged at the young Demi-Human, causing him to tumble and emit a cry of agony.
"Let me go! I haven't done anything wrong! Sssomebody sssave me, pleassse!", shrieked the boy in a high-pitched voice, his youthful plea for freedom echoing through the store.
As the boy spoke, his long, slender tongue flicked out from his mouth, snake-like in its movement. His gaze fixated on the leader of the soldiers, revealing eyes that were a vibrant shade of yellow, almost luminous, with a dark slit running through them. Raphael couldn't help but notice the uncanny resemblance this Demi-Human bore to a snake, yet the glowing intensity in his eyes unsettled him. It felt unnatural, too otherworldly. Briefly, he pondered whether he looked similar when he unleashed his own magic, but his train of thought veered off track as the leader approached the boy, stepping right beside him.
___ Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed it, consider reading my other series. Life of a Witch A world in which witches are cursed and hunted
2023.06.09 10:55 ProposalMundane I'm destinated to suffering? You see any indicator of hope for me? Something positive, successfull? Or too much negative things? I'm feeling them
 | I struggle with depression and anxiety since I'm a child, I think I have BPD too 'cause I feel identified with almost all its symptoms. Survived my traumatic childhood but then last year brought more trauma for me, plus the current year kicking me hard too. (Context: two abortions, toxic relationship, Self harm, drug abuse, can't study, can't work, emotionally unavaliable parents) These days I've been feeling hopeless than ever, too alone, missing my ex 24 7 and fuck I'm really depressed, I feel like I can't stand my pain much longer, you understand what I'm thinking about... So, I came to ask: Is there, in my chart, any indicator of hope/success for me? Something positive? Is the suffering going to stop? I Don't wanna live mentally ill, wanna live fine. submitted by ProposalMundane to AskAstrologers [link] [comments] |
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2023.06.09 10:53 darklinalover2307 VBBOTG 🍊
What is your favorite poem from the collection and/or favorite line/verse I'm not sure about the terminology, and also do you want Lana to release more poetry books, is there any talk about that happening and (I'm sorry for so many questions but I just joined Reddit and I wanna talk about Lana 🌸) and do you like the new album and her new approach to music and lyrics that are more poetic and do you think it works? For me my fave from the book is "In the flats of Melrose" and my favorite line is actually from vbbotg "and in that moment I decided to do nothing about everything forever". I just love simple texts like this, they're not just simple lyrically but conceptually and everyone can interpret them whichever way they find most reletable. And my thoughts on her new album, well, I liked some of it and I think that's ok it's rarely that I don't have a song I skip, I really liked sweet (my fave 💕), candy necklace, taco truck x vb, fishtail, Margaret, let the light in and 🌶s. The rest I didn't like, gpsotsomfwhdsf (I'm sorry I really can't write all of that) I just honestly didn't get it, it was a little too philosophical for me ig, but that's just me, and also I think a lot of people are praising fingertips because it's really beautiful lyrically and it's very personal and I think it would work so well as a poem just not as a song. Do you think I should give another chance to songs that I don't like at the moment and why? So these are my opinions and I'd love to hear yours, if you have time to read all of this mess and respond I would be grateful, I am so happy to be a part of this community ❤🍒
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2023.06.09 10:53 octergon Do you think will there be a 3rd Date ?
Hi everyone,
I recently went on a couple of dates with a girl and I’m not sure where things stand between us. Our first date was perfect - we went to a bar and then to a light party with my friends. We had a drink and everything was good. Our second date was at an arcade with drinks and good food. She even proposed the second date and she looked happy and cheerful. We kissed and then I left. The next day, our texts were constant and better than before. We met up again at a pub after she drunk texted me. We danced and made out. She asked me if I liked her and I said yes. I also asked her if she liked me and she said yes.
Thanks for the message for my father :) if I have had time to do the laundry, do the shopping, etc. so almost everything is done!
No, it didn’t bother me, I just think I forced things because we were already coming from the festival with alcohol in our veins, and then I felt a little bad for forcing the situation but it’s nothing to bother me ^^
If I’m honest, that feeling is also more because I liked talking to you and the two of you, like in the Arcade, in that sense I would like to keep talking etc. But at the same time, with the age that I am (I sound like an old lady saying that) and what I’ve been through in my relationships I have a clearer idea of what I’m looking for and want and I’m not really sure that our personalities and way of living fit together. really. And since you also look like a good person, I would feel bad about continuing, or forcing situations, if I have that doubt (well, that’s my point of view, I’m sure you also have your doubts and your point of view haha)
However, things took a turn when she cancelled our next date with a valid excuse. I sensed something was wrong because our texts were off. I asked her if she was uncomfortable on Saturday because I was drunk as well. She explained that our lifestyles didn’t match and she would feel bad to continue because I had been good to her and she had been really comfortable talking to me. She said we would continue talking.
My plan is, ive got nothing to loose and the least i want to do is make her feel uncomfortable. So ill try again next week to ask for 1 more date to see how things are, 90% she would not accept, but that would me my last try.
She sent me this message: "Look, I didn’t say it as if there was something wrong with your way of living or that you have to change things, don’t take it like that! 👀 I say it because it sounds in your audio as if I had told you that you had to do less things or something like that but it’s not because I feel something different between our evolutions/ways of being etc. that you have to change your way of being or living - I don’t know if I explain myself well.
And I don’t say it as if I didn’t want to see you, I say it more than anything also so that you understand my position :)"
I reacted really bad to the message trying to justify how we cant know someone in just a few dates.
What do you all think? Is there still hope for us? Any advice would be appreciated!
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I recently went on a couple of dates with a girl and I’m not sure where things stand between us. Our first date was perfect - we went to a bar and then to a light party with my friends. We had a drink and everything was good. Our second date was at an arcade with drinks and good food. She even proposed the second date and she looked happy and cheerful. We kissed and then I left. The next day, our texts were constant and better than before. We met up again at a pub after she drunk texted me. We danced and made out. She asked me if I liked her and I said yes. I also asked her if she liked me and she said yes.
Thanks for the message for my father :) if I have had time to do the laundry, do the shopping, etc. so almost everything is done!
No, it didn’t bother me, I just think I forced things because we were already coming from the festival with alcohol in our veins, and then I felt a little bad for forcing the situation but it’s nothing to bother me ^^
If I’m honest, that feeling is also more because I liked talking to you and the two of you, like in the Arcade, in that sense I would like to keep talking etc. But at the same time, with the age that I am (I sound like an old lady saying that) and what I’ve been through in my relationships I have a clearer idea of what I’m looking for and want and I’m not really sure that our personalities and way of living fit together. really. And since you also look like a good person, I would feel bad about continuing, or forcing situations, if I have that doubt (well, that’s my point of view, I’m sure you also have your doubts and your point of view haha)
However, things took a turn when she cancelled our next date with a valid excuse. I sensed something was wrong because our texts were off. I asked her if she was uncomfortable on Saturday because I was drunk as well. She explained that our lifestyles didn’t match and she would feel bad to continue because I had been good to her and she had been really comfortable talking to me. She said we would continue talking.
My plan is, ive got nothing to loose and the least i want to do is make her feel uncomfortable. So ill try again next week to ask for 1 more date to see how things are, 90% she would not accept, but that would me my last try.
She sent me this message: "Look, I didn’t say it as if there was something wrong with your way of living or that you have to change things, don’t take it like that! 👀 I say it because it sounds in your audio as if I had told you that you had to do less things or something like that but it’s not because I feel something different between our evolutions/ways of being etc. that you have to change your way of being or living - I don’t know if I explain myself well.
And I don’t say it as if I didn’t want to see you, I say it more than anything also so that you understand my position :)"
I reacted really bad to the message trying to justify how we cant know someone in just a few dates.
What do you all think? Is there still hope for us? Any advice would be appreciated!
2023.06.09 10:53 CrocodileSmash Charles's Marble House
I stumbled across this structure in a swamp a few in-game days ago that I never came across before in 2.9.1. It's like a marble house with a bunch of barrels, candles, and a farm in the back. When I first came in, I noticed a sign and a button near the back that said "PUSH THE BUTTON TO YELL AT CHARLES", I did in fact push the button and ended up fighting a Banshee.
Now I didn't notice it at first, but apparently there's a basement to the house and it seems like Banshees are spawning there. For context, I only have stone tools and leather armor (very beginner gear, I know) and I've already set my spawn inside the structure.
Does anyone know what kind of terrors are in that basement? Could I potentially clear it or would the Banshees and other mobs below just tear me a new one? Should I just take all my loot, crops and other stuff and run as far away as possible?
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Now I didn't notice it at first, but apparently there's a basement to the house and it seems like Banshees are spawning there. For context, I only have stone tools and leather armor (very beginner gear, I know) and I've already set my spawn inside the structure.
Does anyone know what kind of terrors are in that basement? Could I potentially clear it or would the Banshees and other mobs below just tear me a new one? Should I just take all my loot, crops and other stuff and run as far away as possible?
2023.06.09 10:52 octergon Men of reddit do you think this will work ? Have I showed too much vulnerability ?
Hi everyone,
I recently went on a couple of dates with a girl and I’m not sure where things stand between us. Our first date was perfect - we went to a bar and then to a light party with my friends. We had a drink and everything was good. Our second date was at an arcade with drinks and good food. She even proposed the second date and she looked happy and cheerful. We kissed and then I left. The next day, our texts were constant and better than before. We met up again at a pub after she drunk texted me. We danced and made out. She asked me if I liked her and I said yes. I also asked her if she liked me and she said yes.
Thanks for the message for my father :) if I have had time to do the laundry, do the shopping, etc. so almost everything is done!
No, it didn’t bother me, I just think I forced things because we were already coming from the festival with alcohol in our veins, and then I felt a little bad for forcing the situation but it’s nothing to bother me ^^
If I’m honest, that feeling is also more because I liked talking to you and the two of you, like in the Arcade, in that sense I would like to keep talking etc. But at the same time, with the age that I am (I sound like an old lady saying that) and what I’ve been through in my relationships I have a clearer idea of what I’m looking for and want and I’m not really sure that our personalities and way of living fit together. really. And since you also look like a good person, I would feel bad about continuing, or forcing situations, if I have that doubt (well, that’s my point of view, I’m sure you also have your doubts and your point of view haha)
However, things took a turn when she cancelled our next date with a valid excuse. I sensed something was wrong because our texts were off. I asked her if she was uncomfortable on Saturday because I was drunk as well. She explained that our lifestyles didn’t match and she would feel bad to continue because I had been good to her and she had been really comfortable talking to me. She said we would continue talking.
My plan is, ive got nothing to loose and the least i want to do is make her feel uncomfortable. So ill try again next week to ask for 1 more date to see how things are, 90% she would not accept, but that would me my last try.
She sent me this message: "Look, I didn’t say it as if there was something wrong with your way of living or that you have to change things, don’t take it like that! 👀 I say it because it sounds in your audio as if I had told you that you had to do less things or something like that but it’s not because I feel something different between our evolutions/ways of being etc. that you have to change your way of being or living - I don’t know if I explain myself well.
And I don’t say it as if I didn’t want to see you, I say it more than anything also so that you understand my position :)"
I reacted really bad to the message trying to justify how we cant know someone in just a few dates.
What do you all think? Is there still hope for us? Any advice would be appreciated!
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I recently went on a couple of dates with a girl and I’m not sure where things stand between us. Our first date was perfect - we went to a bar and then to a light party with my friends. We had a drink and everything was good. Our second date was at an arcade with drinks and good food. She even proposed the second date and she looked happy and cheerful. We kissed and then I left. The next day, our texts were constant and better than before. We met up again at a pub after she drunk texted me. We danced and made out. She asked me if I liked her and I said yes. I also asked her if she liked me and she said yes.
Thanks for the message for my father :) if I have had time to do the laundry, do the shopping, etc. so almost everything is done!
No, it didn’t bother me, I just think I forced things because we were already coming from the festival with alcohol in our veins, and then I felt a little bad for forcing the situation but it’s nothing to bother me ^^
If I’m honest, that feeling is also more because I liked talking to you and the two of you, like in the Arcade, in that sense I would like to keep talking etc. But at the same time, with the age that I am (I sound like an old lady saying that) and what I’ve been through in my relationships I have a clearer idea of what I’m looking for and want and I’m not really sure that our personalities and way of living fit together. really. And since you also look like a good person, I would feel bad about continuing, or forcing situations, if I have that doubt (well, that’s my point of view, I’m sure you also have your doubts and your point of view haha)
However, things took a turn when she cancelled our next date with a valid excuse. I sensed something was wrong because our texts were off. I asked her if she was uncomfortable on Saturday because I was drunk as well. She explained that our lifestyles didn’t match and she would feel bad to continue because I had been good to her and she had been really comfortable talking to me. She said we would continue talking.
My plan is, ive got nothing to loose and the least i want to do is make her feel uncomfortable. So ill try again next week to ask for 1 more date to see how things are, 90% she would not accept, but that would me my last try.
She sent me this message: "Look, I didn’t say it as if there was something wrong with your way of living or that you have to change things, don’t take it like that! 👀 I say it because it sounds in your audio as if I had told you that you had to do less things or something like that but it’s not because I feel something different between our evolutions/ways of being etc. that you have to change your way of being or living - I don’t know if I explain myself well.
And I don’t say it as if I didn’t want to see you, I say it more than anything also so that you understand my position :)"
I reacted really bad to the message trying to justify how we cant know someone in just a few dates.
What do you all think? Is there still hope for us? Any advice would be appreciated!
2023.06.09 10:51 ProposalMundane I'm destinated to suffering? You see any indicator of hope for me? Something positive, successfull? Or too much negative things? I'm feeling them
 | I struggle with depression and anxiety since I'm a child, I think I have BPD too 'cause I feel identified with almost all its symptoms. Survived my traumatic childhood but then last year brought more trauma for me, plus the current year kicking me hard too. (Context: two abortions, toxic relationship, Self harm, drug abuse, can't study, can't work, emotionally unavaliable parents) These days I've been feeling hopeless than ever, too alone, missing my ex 24 7 and fuck I'm really depressed, I feel like I can't stand my pain much longer, you understand what I'm thinking about... I Don't wanna live mentally ill, wanna live fine. submitted by ProposalMundane to astrologyreadings [link] [comments] |