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Ideas For Your Dream House

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2008.07.10 23:55 Paranormal

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2020.12.11 16:19 ST012Mi HouseofHo

HBOMax docu-soap, House of Ho, chronicling the lives of the members of a wealthy Vietnamese-American family living the American Dream in Houston, Texas.

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2024.05.17 09:51 nuraman00 Let's Be Clear With Shannen Doherty: Let's Be Friends with an Ex...with Rob Weiss (Parts 1 and 2).

Rob Weiss is her favorite ex-boyfriend.
He’s the one person that was a good guy, talented, creative, and inspired her a lot. They were together for 7.5 years.
He feels the same way about her.
He liked her dad.
Her mom and Weiss got along well. Her mom painted a house (her own? Weiss’?) and wanted to see Weiss’ reaction.
Doherty avoids obstacles now, instead of trying to plow through them.
He was on vacation in 1991, and met her at Bar One. He knew who she was. He had wanted to go into the film business.
He made a movie, went to the Sundance Film Festival, moved to L.A.
2 years later, Doherty was married. Doherty started dating him around 1994.
They moved in together quickly after Doherty left her first husband.
They got together right before her 23rd birthday.
He was not successful, but not a failure. He wrote “Milk Bar”. He did “American Psycho”.
They watched Clerks together.
Doherty says he introduced her to the indie film world.
They were engaged. But after her first marriage, she believed a piece of paper doesn’t mean anything.
Doherty’s mom still wears her wedding band, even though Doherty’s father died.
They connect with each other on a soul level.
He has a child with another woman.
Doherty learned she needs to listen to her gut.
They broke off the engagement a week before the wedding.
Doherty was still following what was happening with her first husband.
Marriage is an antiquated notion to Weiss.
There’s no woman that’s more important to him than the mother of his child. They had dated for 3 years. But he doesn’t need to marry her.
Doherty says Weiss is a Math Changer. (See the podcast with Doherty and Les Snead).
Rick (another ex) was a Buyer Beware.
Weiss says Rick has different demons. But he’s a cool cat.
Weiss loves his dad, but he would categorize him as a toxic male. He smoked until he had lung cancer. He served in the military.
Doherty loves Weiss’ dad.
Doherty still adores both Rob and Rick.
Doherty’s soul connection with Weiss will always be there.
Rob gave Doherty the diamond heart necklace that Prue wore on Charmed.
Weiss still has some necklaces and rings that Doherty gave him.
Doherty had a tattoo with Weiss’ name on it. She eventually covered it up with flowers. Weiss did not want to get a tattoo with her name on it.
He now has tattoos. Such as his son’s name. Since he likes tattoos now, he thinks maybe he would have gotten Doherty’s name on his neck, if he had to make the decision again.
The best moment they had was in Venice, Italy. They went to get something to eat late at night. The streets were dead. Some guy started to talk to them. They told him they wanted food. They followed him. He directed them to two other people. Doherty thought they were going to get robbed. Eventually they were lead to a restaurant. It was a 24 hour restaurant. And the food was delicious.
They went to Amsterdam. They ended up at a hostel with 5 beds in a room. She didn’t want to do that.

Doherty thinks it’s hard for Weiss, because he can spend 2 years writing a show. Then he pitches it, and the people he pitches it to don’t like it.
Weiss tries to work on 10 things at the same time.
If he had spent 2 straight years working on only one thing, it would hurt him more.
Doherty had a birthday party at a bar, where there was a fight.
They had only been dating for 10 days. They started on April Fools Day.
Greg Vance gave Weiss a weird look. Weiss went up to him and his people and asked if there was a problem. He turned around to his right, and got headbutted on his nose.
The fight spilled out onto the street.
He doesn’t roll with a large posse anymore.
He stopped drinking 5 years ago.
He loved red wine.
He can’t be hungover at 7am, with his kid, anymore. He had to set a better example.
His son is his dad reincarnated.
He’s been nominated 3x for Entourage.
Doherty just found out Weiss was nominated at the Sundance Film Festival for Grand Jury Prize.
Doherty was so excited when she, Jason Priestley, and Luke Perry presented an award at the Emmys.
Weiss thought Entourage was going to be horrible. He didn’t think the audience would connect with the show.
Doug Elin had wanted Weiss to play Billy Walsh.
Weiss’ first impression of Doherty was that she was his dream girl. She was fun. She was spicy. She smoked cigarettes like a fighter pilot. Sexy, great style. Amazing cook.
Doherty wants another relationship. She just doesn’t want to get married again.
Weiss does better in life on some nights when he can take a bubble bath, get up at 5:30am, and does what he needs to do, without having a conversation.
Doherty agrees, so why can’t there be a relationship where Weiss doesn’t move in with someone, and they keep their separate places? So they can have off nights as needed.
He thinks the guy should be older, but has nothing against men who are with women 20 years older. Whatever fits one’s preference.
He just wants a positive energy with someone.
He’s not looking for someone to go on a cruise together with.
Weiss and Doherty dated for 2 - 3 years before they got engaged.
The proposal was basically Doherty going “give me the fucking ring”.
When they were in Italy and France together, Weiss ran into an old friend. That friend was with his girlfriend, who had a 5 carat ring. Doherty then wanted a ring. So they got that friend to make a ring.
Weiss asked for her parents’ blessing.
Her parents heaped concerns on him.
Weiss was surprised, because they had been dating for 3 years.
Their relationship was from right after she left Beverly Hills 90210, to right after she left Charmed.
She stopped living with him at some point, and got her own place.
Dick Wolf offered Doherty a show after Charmed. But she had to move to New York. She didn’t want to do that. She was in love. Her parents were in LA. She says she was an idiot for turning it down.
They were on again, off again a few times during those 7 years.
Dating was more pure back then, compared to now. Now it’s transactional. Dating is now only with people that can help someone.
Weiss calls it opportunistic. And leveraging.
Now, people develop a fantasy relationship with someone. Then they meet them, and it’s different.
It was easier back then, because you dated people you knew, from within Hollywood.
Weiss has supported Doherty during her cancer.
Weiss was devastated when Doherty’s cancer came back.

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2024.05.17 09:45 AwkwardJewler01 You Will Be Safe With Us by AwkwardJewler01

In the vast countryside, away from the busy city of Savannah, exist hills as tall as buildings and green as emeralds. There was also an aura of calmness, with a few birds twittering away in dispersed trees, followed by the gentle swaying of the wind.
Then, out of nowhere, came a small, lonely girl wearing a once-lily-white summer dress with a striped long-sleeved t-shirt underneath it. She was also wearing a dark blue and cream-white baseball hat with the letter D on the front of it. She was moving wearily, with a pistol in one hand, and wiping her damp eyes with the other.
She knew what happened to make her weep. According to her, it was her fault that she got him killed; she was convinced by a towering man who said he knew her parents. But that was a brainless, childish lie that got Lee killed. She shouldn’t have run off. At least, Lee taught her how to use a gun and what to expect in the future before his tragic passing. But now she was all on her own.
Eventually, she came to a log, which was next to the rusted shell of a car. Anyway, she proceeded to sit down on it. Throughout all of this, she was as quiet as a mouse, only looking at her feet and wiping her blood-red eyes. She noticed that on the floor next to the log was a mixture of bullets—some shell casings and some unfired ones. Out of curiosity, she picked it up and examined it before exhaling deeply, which is when she noticed something else. Something she could just about make out if she scrutinised her eyes—something on the nearest hill—looked like two figures. One followed the other, and they looked like they stopped to look at her, making her start to hyperventilate as her eyes extended to the size of oranges. Was it someone she knew? Was it a threat to her? She didn’t know.
"Lee said I needed to find Omid and Christa before he got killed because of me." She said to herself, still looking sad, as she noticed that the two figures were now coming down the prominent hill—they didn't look like walkers. So she clasped her gun tightly until the figures came into view. She ended up not firing the gun and running towards the figures, as it was Omid and Christa, and they were alive!
Omid was a tall, slim Persian-American man with short dark-brown hair and a beard to match.
Christa, on the other hand, was a slightly taller African-American lady. She also had jet-black hair tied up in a ponytail, and she was Omid’s girlfriend.
"Clementine, honey, where's Lee?" Christa asked, kneeling to the nine-year-old.
"H-h-he's...dead." She answered with her face buried in Christa’s shoulder.
"Oh, Clementine, we’re sorry," Omid said, who started to kneel to her height as well.
"W-where's Ben and Kenny?" Clementine asked, still with her face buried in Christa’s shoulder.
Omid and Christa then looked at each other without Clementine noticing, and it was Omid who told her what happened to Ben and Kenny.
"So, it’s just us three," Clementine responded, now looking at Omid and Christa with her eyes dry again, a short while later.
"I guess, Clem, I guess so." Christa replied, "Come on, let’s go somewhere safe."
With this, the trio (Clementine, Omid, and Christa) began to walk, with Clementine tagging behind while Omid and Christa were in front. They were busily talking away, apart from Clementine, who was still looking at her feet, along holding the gun in her hand. As a result of this, she wasn't engaged in the conversation that they were having. She was too melancholy about what happened today. With her being kidnapped, seeing her walker parents, Lee dying, and now Kenny and Ben dying as well.
It was a lot for her to take in.
* * * * *
Sometime later, the trio found an abandoned house that had been abandoned for decades, as thick ivy hugged the walls. Furthermore, it reminded Clementine of that house they stayed at in Savannah; it was hard to believe that was a month ago.
Anyway, they succeeded in getting into the house rather than struggling, so now they could search within it.
Clementine, honey," Christa said, kneeling to her. "Omid, and I believe you can search parts of this house on your own. Just remember, if someone, walker or not, tries to hurt you, you got your gun. If you run out of bullets or are in a tight place, call us, and we will help you if you get into trouble. Do you understand?"
“Yeah, I do, Christa; I will be careful."
“Good," replied Christa, "let me know if you find anything."
With this, Clementine strayed a little by searching for anything useful on her own, though she stayed close to Omid and Christa.
As usual in the kitchen, she found faded, rusted cans with nothing but spoiled food inside. So she decided to head upstairs, and it seemed like they creaked with every step; as Omid and Christa were searching the enormous living room. Once she was upstairs, she clasped her pistol tightly and opened the door with one of her hands and the other on the pistol. Nothing. The room was that of a bathroom, with its normal interior—a bath, sink, toothbrushes, and some cupboards—which was stripped of life.
So she closed the door, walked to the next door, and proceeded to open it in the same manner she did for the bathroom. This room was that of a child’s room, which made Clementine remember her room back in Georgia, with its toys and books. It felt like she was just coming home from school and wanted to play with her dolls until supper time; it was hard to believe that was a year ago. Yet, here she was searching for anything useful in terms of survival—and not searching for a certain toy she wanted to play with at present.
“Just as well Lee found me when he did.” She said to herself as she glanced over at the room, trying to remember simpler times. When she went to school, she watched cartoons all day and rode her bike in the park with her parents. When she was thinking about this, she noticed that there was a medium-sized lump near the wall, cloaked in dust. It was a doll, and there was a string attached to its back, and when Clementine pulled it, it produced the word "Mama”.
Clementine remembered the doll that her mother gave her for her sixth birthday; it was probably still in the back of the wardrobe.
Eventually, she found an old pocket-sized backpack with a few flowery stickers, along with a dark-blue hoodie in her size.
“Have you found anything, Clementine?” called out Christa.
“Yeah, a backpack and a hoodie," answered Clementine, walking towards the edge of the stairs where Omid and Christa were.
“Just remember to check the bag, Clem; they might have something useful." Replied Christa.
“Ok," Clementine replied, unzipping the bag and then putting her hand into it, but not looking into it. Lo and behold, she found a working lighter, and it looked like it had a decent amount of fuel for a while.
Clementine then walked to the conclusive door upstairs, and like what she did before, however, the door required a little exertion to open. As a result of this, Clementine noticed that the noise she made alerted her to the presence of a walker heading towards her. This, of course, made Clementine a little timid, but she knew what to do. As her heart started to ram against her ribcage, likewise, a thick seal of sweat began to form on her hands, transferring onto her gun.
Always aim for the head," Clementine said to herself as she exhaled deeply and fired the gun. BANG!! The walker fell with a deafening thud, and Clementine was astounded at herself for shooting the walker that was coming towards her.
I did it, I did it," she exclaimed in a loud whisper. Which is when the door bursts open to reveal Omid and Christa with perturbed faces.
"Is everything OK, Clem? Are you hurt?" Asked Omid.
Yeah, I’m fine; I’m not hurt. Replied Clementine, as the trio all stood in stupefied silence at the walker that Clementine gunned down. "Did you find anything? Clementine asked after a minute of silence.
"Yes. We have found two cans of beans and some water." Christa replied.
"Oh."
“Well, let’s keep moving on, Clem. People might have heard the shot and might come here.” Omid said.
“Ok," responded Clementine. "I said already, but I found a backpack and a hoodie."
“Put it on, Clem; it’s starting to get colder, and we get going."
“Ok, I’ll put it on now."
Clementine then took off her hat, gave the gun to Omid, put on the dark blue hoodie, put her hat back on, and took the gun back from Omid. After that, Clementine followed Christa and Omid downstairs and out of the house and walked on.
* * * * *
Some short weeks later, the trio now situated in a substantial-sized forest under a thick canopy of leaves with Omid tending to a fire. Clementine and Christa, however, were sitting down on some nearby log around the fire.
Christa was busy talking to Omid about her pregnancy, whereas Clementine was busy herself by looking at the stars. The stars flickered and danced in the sky like a million tiny flames, casting a shimmering glow over the forest below. Furthermore, the sky itself was filled with low oranges, along with a mixture of light blues. Which were progressively getting into the realms of dark blues, purples and then full-on jet-black. Moreover, there seemed to be a chorus of crickets hiding somewhere in lush grasses, chirping away harshly.
“I would say that rabbit is cooked now, Omid.”
“Oh, right, yeah,” replied Omid, as he began to take the cooked rabbit off the spit – and handed it out to Christa and Clementine, then to himself.
"Thank you very much," Clementine said as she reached for the rabbit meat before going back to look at the stars. She thought to herself as she ate: "How many are there? Hundreds? Thousands? Millions?"
“Hm, what – sorry Christa; what did you say?”
“Omid and I said that we are going to rest here tonight and get going in the morning."
"Ok, as my legs still ache from all that walking we did today."
"Well, get some rest, you're going to need it," Omid said, rising from poking the fire.
"Ok," responded Clementine, getting up from the weather-worn log, wishing Omid and Christa a good night before she got onto the floor near the fire and began to close her eyes. She then began to dream about what she would be doing tomorrow, what would happen, and what she would see.
The next morning was filled with colours ranging from warm yellows trickling through the gaps in the trees. Clementine rubbed her eyes before getting up from the harsh, tough ground and walked to the log where she sat last night, where she saw Omid was cooking again.
"Morning, Clem," Omid said. "How did you sleep?"
"Ok, I'd rather sleep in a bed than on the floor."
"Yeah, I don't like it either, but it's necessary until we get to Wellington."
"Where's Christa?" asked Clementine, now looking around the campsite as she noticed Christa wasn't there.
But then, five minutes later, after Clementine had eaten, Christa came back - and with this, the trio began to walk on; with her now near Omid and Christa. Yet, like last time, Clementine's fingers were still wrapped around her pistol as if it were a part of her. But instead of looking at her feet, she was looking around the pensive clearing.
The clearing was serene, where only a few walkers were roaming around, but they could be seen more evidently through a few hacked trees. The trio strolled down the lane through dappled light filtering itself through the trees; moreover, the sound of the leaves rustled in the weak wind. There was also an occasional bird twittering away on a pile of stacked logs near the broad track Clementine, Omid, and Christa were walking. There was also an infrequent number of signs that littered the road.
"TWO MILES UNTIL TRUCK STOP", Clementine read as she walked on with Omid and Christa.
"How about...Isabella?" Christa said aloud.
"Nah," scoffed Omid, "James is far better."
"That's if it's a boy, Omid. Clementine, do you have any name ideas?"
"What about...Carley?"
"Yeah, that's a good name." Responded Omid, with an expression of puzzled thought in his voice.
For the next couple of miles, they (primarily, Christa and Omid) talked about what seemed to be endless baby names for Christa's child; to pass the time. Clementine wondered if her parents had this amount of difficulty when they chose her name.
Eventually, Clementine stopped a little as Omid and Christa walked on regardless; as she noticed there was a blackbird perched on a nearby tree which cawed before flying into the lush forest.
"What do you think?" asked Omid, as he poised at the truck stop over the abandoned road before crossing it with Christa and Clementine.
"Omid, you can't be serious," answered Christa.
"I am."
"We are NOT doing that."
"Why not?"
"Because one of you is enough!"

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2024.05.17 09:34 peccorina 4 years of "recovery" - an honest review

Hello! I don't know what prompts me specifically today to write this, I just felt like it. I think I can share a generally optimistic experience, but a realistic one, and I think reading this would have been nice for me when I was at rock bottom.
Rock bottom for me was in 2019. Bad job, bad mental health, I just didn't have a good grip on life anymore and this caused my disordered eatign to reach intolerable extens. I was looking for professional help, but finding a therapist is not easy here. There's just not enough, the waiting lists are long. Not to mention that going to a therapist and telling them your most shameful problems is just an awful thing. So I didn't find any help.
Then 2020 came, I was jobless and living with my parents, and this kind of forced me into recovery. No funds for binge OR restriction foods, no privacy to restrict or b/p. I was also severy depressed, and I stopped caring about even my eating habits. So I didn't go all in at that point. I was mostly eating normally, with some half-hearted attempts at restriction and some lack luster b/p sessions. The depression made me unable to excercise heavily. And I jsut couldn't muster any care for any of it.
I found a new job at the end of 2020 and moved out again and at that point I started acttually trying. Trying to get my life in order, my eating, and my feelings about eating along with it. That worked about as good as not trying - I still had a fare share of relapses.
This continued all throughout 2021 and 2022, my motivation for recovery waxing and waning, but ultimately I was still depressed and lacking the motivation to go all in, to look for help, but also to commit fully to an eating disorder again.
Not that this was all for nothing. My health improved. That means, obviously, I gained weight. Having to put away clothing that fit me previously, that I had sentimal attachments to, triggered the worst relapses. But at some point all of those clothes were gone. I bouht new ones, I didn't feel great about it. But along with the weight other things improved. I had terrible issues with my blood sugar before, that I'm sure were of my own doing. If I missed a meal on accident, I'd get terribly hypoglycemic (diabetes runs in my family - maybe related?). This just disappeared. Who'd have thought, EDs affect your health in unwanted ways? I was able to hike and cycle and run without carrying embarassing amounts of fructose with me now.
Regarding the mental stuff in this time - I still didn't feel great about myself. But it improved. I sometimes got to look at myself in the mirror and think nice things! Even when just 2 years ago, I would have been horrified by the changes in my body. Along with that, I forgot some calorie counts. I ate new foods that I never looked up the calories for. I started feeling comfortable with previous fear foods. I can drink non-zero sodas now, my previous mortal enemy (although that was the food that took the longest time). I started being able to keep foods around the house (oats, canend beans, pasta) without immediately binging on them. My kitchen cabinets started looking presentable to guests.
Around last years, 2023, I got my depression under control. Or at least I started to. With the help of medication (which I was able to take because I wasn't as deatly afraid of the weight gain anymore), but also just by trying really, really hard. I changed my life situation a lot. I got therapy, although I can't say it helped so much, findign a good therapist is a lot of work. I'm still on some waiting lists.
Now with the depression not gone, but much better, I was able to start caring about things. I wanted to be healthy, not only in body, but in mind. This is when I really took to "all in". I started buying the real bad fear foods. Cookies, chips, sugary sodas. Nutella! And I ate a lot of these. Scary amounts to me, really. But, as I was promised, as I let myself eat all of that, my obsessiveness around these foods decreased. Not that I don't still crave them sometimes. But I can leave a half-eaten chocolate bar in the cabinet! A dream!
Maybe I should still tackle this in therapy at some point. The disordered thoughts are not gone completely. I still think I should be thinner. I still consider whether I "earned" this serving of nutella on my bread. But with the other bad thoughts, the ones stemming from depression and anxiety, I am able to acknowledge them and put them away.
I don't know what the moral of this whole story is. I think for one it's: doing a little even without going all in is still going to let you see progress down the line. But it's also: going all in does work. And, see the whole picture. For me, my ED was not a separate problem from my other mental health issues and my life situation. Both needed to improve for my ED to lessen.
Honestly, posting this is a selfish act. I just wanted to get it all out. But if you related to it in any way, please let me know. And if you find any of this harmful, please also let me know so I can put specific trigger warnings.

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2024.05.17 09:28 BaneAWOL Columbia transfer

Hey everybody,
I'm currently in a pretty emotional roller coaster about my future. Everybody around me constantly tells me, "There is nothing to worry about, everything works out in the end.". As an overthinker, I think that's just complete BS.
Now what you're all here to read. I just finished my second semester at community college. My dream transfer is to Columbia. I just received a B in my art history class, and as a result, my GPA is 3.9. This has me worried. All my important classes, such as Calculus and Writing, I have received A's in. I'm majoring in architecture and I plan on applying to a wide variety of schools, but Columbia is my dream. What are my chances of transferring into Columbia Architecture? I know their acceptance is roughly 13%. My high school grades aren't spectacular.. with a D in my last semester of AP statistics. Outside of school, I worked retail at Nike and have helped my Dad with house design, construction, and a fully overhauled renovation. Outside of that, there are no clubs so far. My portfolio is coming along nicely. What are my chances? If you have transferred to Columbia, what were you doing, and what do you think helped you get in? I understand every person is different, but being able to compare myself to those who have gotten in might make my life a lot easier or harder. I'm not sure which yet. Spill your beans!

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2024.05.17 09:28 Freya2022A I ruined everything, please send help. **expletives ahead**

Today, I ruined everything. So, I was happy as can be in my genderfluid existence, consuming biographies of trans women and of course “Whipping Girl”, when I realised that I don’t have full autonomy of my wardrobe, body or appearance.
I realised there isn’t an inch of shame in me left to spend on my dreaded “transness” as depicted in the media and in phobic discussions around various dinner tables and coffee shops over the years.
I’ve got this bundle of twine inside me that I call my gender experience; and until this point I would look at it quizzically and think: “hmmm, that’s weird.” I would fall in love with dresses and shoes, and make up and wigs. And I would still go out and enjoy my cis male privilege in the world. Some kind of genderfluid transness in the shadows where it’s safe, but for all intents and purposes a man in the light.
Because for 25 fucking years I was told that MY gender experience was wrong; and it would get me excluded, disadvantaged, discriminated against, maybe killed.
So the dual life I chose; because it felt safe. Not liberated, but liveable at least.
And suddenly it clicked; I wanted to shed my male privilege, take off the armour of falseness and start fighting the good fight in a pair of heels. I wanted not to become a man or woman, but a TRANS PERSON. I wanted to become a raging pink flame in the darkness of patriarchal oppression that the younglings could see and say “look, there’s a fucking way to be who I am.”
I imagined a goddess on HRT, thick booty and thighs, cute lil boobies, a strong jawline, soft skin, the years rolled back. Soft Glam make up every day; whatever fucking combination of grunge, steampunk and cottage core I could dream up. A fearsome picture of genderfucked-ness that says we’re here, we exist and there’s space for every goddamn one of us. A captivating, bold beauty that did not hide anywhere, from anyone. Long punk rock hair (with a regrown hairline) and a shaved side; piercings, the perfect winged eyeliner.
A house, a career, a killer car…. Maybe I get to keep my wife too? Maybe we could be A walking middle finger to the patriarchy that wants us gone.
I let slip that I wanted to put HRT on the table as a possibility for the future. I wanted bodily autonomy that would take me away from pure AMAB. And it broke my wife’s heart. She thinks I’m a liar for ever saying it wasn’t part of the plan (I swear to fucking god herself it wasn’t). She’s currently taking space and deciding what she wants to do.
The kindest, most loving person to ever hold space for me, even the possibility of me being pretty, and I broke her goddamn heart.
WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS HAVE TO BE SO HARD.

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2024.05.17 09:27 Chahiye-Thoda-Pyaar Meri Aatmakatha

I know this is wholesome sub but sunno mohalle walo meri aap biti 😂
I have been a good academically and a decent person. I met so many good women in my life, too, whom I dated casually and had a few serious relationships. Except for two times, I exited those serious relationships very early because I didn’t feel anything, so we parted ways on good terms. But do baar mujhe pyaar hua. I will tell you about them only.

This is my first love and someone I have known since my childhood. She was the daughter of a relative (I mean my bua’s relative, actually). She used to study at my school too. In high school, she chased me for a year, and finally, I gave in. We started dating; it was my first love, and I was happy. Kasme, waade, sapne bohot dekhe. I was a sort of grounded person; I live in the present and enjoy it thoroughly, but she was futuristic with lots of promises and future dreams. "I will have your kids, we will travel the world," blah blah. I did everything to keep her happy. I used to cook for her, I used to write poems for her, we used to go on dates often, and we traveled. But one fine day, I got an invitation to a wedding. Guess what? It was her wedding. I had so many questions: why, how, when? But I got no closure. I never asked for it. I went to the wedding because it was a family thing, and yeah, I never looked back (this was my longest relationship).
After few years and meeting so many people, I fell in love again. To be honest, this time we fell for each other during the initial conversations. Again, there were dreams, sapne, waade. She moved to North America for me, and we moved together into a single house. By this time, I had become a pro at cooking, so I used to go to study, then the office, then back home to cook something delicious for us. I can cook any cuisine irrespective of the continent or country. Till now, I have learned many other skills like piano and guitar, so I used to sing for her, play for her, and we used to dance together. Everything was good; we had mutual friends, and we knew a guy mutually. That guy didn’t like me, and I didn’t like him. I did have a problem with things because my ex told me he does not like me. But I don’t own her; I don’t own anyone. Actually, anyone can do anything in their life.

So, one fine day, I got a video message. It was them doing the deeds. I was shocked and broken and didn’t understand a thing. I tried to gather courage and be rational. She came back and was trying to talk to me. Then I told her I wanted to break up. She asked me why, and I said I was out of love. She started crying and begging, saying that she loves me. Then she started accusing me and some of my other female friends, implying something was going on. She said, "You used to love me and now want to throw me out. Where would I go? I came here from India for you," and all that stuff. I tried to control myself, but then I gave in and showed her the video. Then she was like, "I am sorry, I love you a lot. You are my life; I want to marry you. He made me drunk and took advantage of me. Please forgive me." At that point, I firmly decided this was it. I told her she could stay till she found accommodation, then I went to my friend's home and stayed there for a few days. But she kept pursuing me. I canceled the lease and changed my house; still, she did the same thing. During this whole ordeal, I had to change my house twice and delete my Instagram, and finally, now I am free.
I don’t know why all this happened. I don’t know what else I could have done so that they didn’t do that to me. Maybe I was not a good partner. There could be any other reasons. But I don’t hold any grudges against them. I wish wherever they are, they are happy.
These experiences were very important for me; they made me who I am today. I don't hold anything against anyone. These are just two instances. In my life, I have met so many amazing women and am friends with them too.
What’s next? I am kinda hopeful that I will find love. But Thik hai, nahi mila to mami Jo karegi Accha hi karegi. But whoever I have in my life, I will look for two qualities in them, no matter how they look or other things: loyalty and the ability to stand for what they believe in. If they leave, they should leave being brave and open about it. I don’t care about other things like distance, looks, status, or whatever else.
TL;DR: I've had a few serious relationships, but two major ones stood out. The first was with my childhood love who suddenly got married to someone else without any closure for me. The second was with someone who moved to North America for me, but she cheated on me with a mutual friend. After discovering this, I ended the relationship and had to move houses and delete social media to get away from her.

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2024.05.17 09:23 Chahiye-Thoda-Pyaar My love life:)

I know this sub is for Tinder or dating apps, and my life stories may not have a place here, but I have been following this sub for a long time. So, I wanted to share with you guys. I don’t think I was wrong, but let’s see your perspective too.
I have been a good academically and a decent person. I met so many good women in my life, too, whom I dated casually and had a few serious relationships. Except for two times, I exited those serious relationships very early because I didn’t feel anything, so we parted ways on good terms. But do baar mujhe pyaar hua. I will tell you about them only.
1.This is my first love and someone I have known since my childhood. She was the daughter of a relative (I mean my bua’s relative, actually). She used to study at my school too. In high school, she chased me for a year, and finally, I gave in. We started dating; it was my first love, and I was happy. Kasme, waade, sapne bohot dekhe. I was a sort of grounded person; I live in the present and enjoy it thoroughly, but she was futuristic with lots of promises and future dreams. "I will have your kids, we will travel the world," blah blah. I did everything to keep her happy. I used to cook for her, I used to write poems for her, we used to go on dates often, and we traveled. But one fine day, I got an invitation to a wedding. Guess what? It was her wedding. I had so many questions: why, how, when? But I got no closure. I never asked for it. I went to the wedding because it was a family thing, and yeah, I never looked back (this was my longest relationship).
2.After a few years and meeting so many people, I fell in love again. To be honest, this time we fell for each other during the initial conversations. Again, there were dreams, sapne, waade. She moved to North America for me, and we moved together into a single house. By this time, I had become a pro at cooking, so I used to go to study, then the office, then back home to cook something delicious for us. I can cook any cuisine irrespective of the continent or country. Till now, I have learned many other skills like piano and guitar, so I used to sing for her, play for her, and we used to dance together. Everything was good; we had mutual friends, and we knew a guy mutually. That guy didn’t like me, and I didn’t like him. I did have a problem with things because my ex told me he does not like me. But I don’t own her; I don’t own anyone. Actually, anyone can do anything in their life.
So, one fine day, I got a video message. It was them doing the deeds. I was shocked and broken and didn’t understand a thing. I tried to gather courage and be rational. She came back and was trying to talk to me. Then I told her I wanted to break up. She asked me why, and I said I was out of love. She started crying and begging, saying that she loves me. Then she started accusing me and some of my other female friends, implying something was going on. She said, "You used to love me and now want to throw me out. Where would I go? I came here from India for you," and all that stuff. I tried to control myself, but then I gave in and showed her the video. Then she was like, "I am sorry, I love you a lot. You are my life; I want to marry you. He made me drunk and took advantage of me. Please forgive me." At that point, I firmly decided this was it. I told her she could stay till she found accommodation, then I went to my friend's home and stayed there for a few days. But she kept pursuing me. I canceled the lease and changed my house; still, she did the same thing. During this whole ordeal, I had to change my house twice and delete my Instagram, and finally, now I am free.
I don’t know why all this happened. I don’t know what else I could have done so that they didn’t do that to me. Maybe I was not a good partner. There could be any other reasons. But I don’t hold any grudges against them. I wish wherever they are, they are happy.
These experiences were very important for me; they made me who I am today. I don't hold anything against anyone. These are just two instances. In my life, I have met so many amazing women and am friends with them too.
What’s next? I am kinda hopeful that I will find love. But Thik hai, nahi mila to mami Jo karegi Accha hi karegi. But whoever I have in my life, I will look for two qualities in them, no matter how they look or other things: loyalty and the ability to stand for what they believe in. If they leave, they should leave being brave and open about it. I don’t care about other things like distance, looks, status, or whatever else.
TL;DR: I've had a few serious relationships, but two major ones stood out. The first was with my childhood love who suddenly got married to someone else without any closure for me. The second was with someone who moved to North America for me, but she cheated on me with a mutual friend. After discovering this, I ended the relationship and had to move houses and delete social media to get away from her. These experiences were tough but important, shaping who I am today.

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2024.05.17 09:17 mettwurstturkey AITAH for asking my wife to consider changing careers?

I'll start by saying we've been married for approximately 13 years, and most of that time has been great!
When I met my wife, she was already working as a flight attendant, and we always knew kids were in our future. A couple of years into our marriage, we decided to start trying and now have two amazing kids.
Fast forward, and she’s been back to flying for about three years now.
She works 50% of the time, flying anywhere from 4-7 days per month, mainly back to the US. She also has another part-time home office job where she works 20 hours a week. The hours are flexible, and she can split them up however she wants, working more some weeks and less when she's flying.
Our kids are 6 and 8 and are very active, including participating in competitive sports at a national level. We recently built a house and have a lot of friends with various activities planned each day/week.
Now, enough background and on to the point of the post.
We live in Germany, where there are robust employee protection rights, allowing one to call in sick up to 20 days for personal illness and 10 days per child. Recently, I’ve noticed she’s overwhelmed and stressed, often calling in sick to her flight attendant job mainly to avoid missing the kids' activities (especially the competitive sports).
My salary is OK but not great, considering the total hours worked (flight attendants only get paid when the plane is moving, not for the briefings conducted 4 hours before takeoff). However, her additional income helps with future retirement planning and other expenses.
I recently suggested she evaluate if she still enjoys flying. If not, I proposed she consider quitting and increasing her hours at her other job to about 30 hours a week. This way, she could handle more of our personal lives and the kids' needs (one of our kids has severe ADHD and requires regular attention). This change could provide a more stable environment for our kids and be financially beneficial since the salary is better at her side job. I also pointed out how often the kids say they miss her and ask why she has to fly. To be clear, I always support her by explaining to the kids that this is her job and some moms have jobs that require travel.
This is where she lost it.
She accused me of "trying to take away her happiness" and said that I "married her as a flight attendant." She said, "this is her dream job, and she's not quitting for anyone," basically accusing me of trying to take away her happiness. She also mentioned that "not everyone has to hate their job like you do." To clarify, I don’t hate my job; it fulfills me, but it’s definitely not my dream job.
I tried to explain that people evolve, situations change, and what was practical 10 years ago may not be practical now.
I reminded her that I was a bartender when she met me, living a completely different lifestyle. I decided to get an office job with better pay and more stable hours in anticipation of our family life.
I explained that I really loved bartending, tending to guests, and building social relationships with people.
She then suggested I "go back to doing what I love." I tried explaining how it’s not financially feasible (since the salary is approximately 70% lower) and that we wouldn’t be able to afford our house and current lifestyle.
This is where happiness became conditional. She listed all the things we wouldn’t be able to do if I took a pay cut and ended by saying, "but you can if you want to."
She knows my decision to take a happier role would cause financial discomfort for the entire family, leading to everyone’s unhappiness.
My question is, AITA for asking her to consider trading in her dream job for one that's more compatible with our high-demand lifestyle (where she could potentially earn more)?

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2024.05.17 09:13 Annual-Command-4692 Help?

So
I don't know if this is the place to write. I'm 45f and have suffered from severe thanatophobia since I was 9, on and off. The first really bad phase was at 34, after the birth of my second child. I was diagnosed with ppd and put on antidepressants. After about 4 months I felt normal again. Things went well until at 43 I suddenly redeveloped this debilitating fear with anxiety. Again, I was diagnosed with depression, gad, medicated and after 5-6 months felt ok.
Now, in jan, I woke up one morning and the fear was back, worse than ever. It's still debilitating, even after more meds and this time also therapy. What makes me post here is I wonder if depression is a misdiagnosis. All 3 major episodes have been preceeded by dreams about death. The theme being Enjoy life while it lasts because soon it will be over and there will be nothing. Only oblivion. This last time, the nights before the dream I had actually been ill with a temperature but gotten through that, only to have 2 nights of extremely odd tingling in my body. Not vibrating but almost.
Throughout these depressions, I have had extreme dpdr - the world feels fake, all objects like shoes, books, clothes or glasses feel fake, life feels fake, my body feels fake, and extreme awareness of my own and everyone else's existence. Why does the world exist? What is beyond space? Will eternity end? Is life on Earth just random and meaningless? Why am I my consciousness in my body, why not someone else? And the worst of my fears, is there anything beyond death? I have had a strange fear of people (I don't usually have that at all), of never being able to know what they experience, what their lives are. Also a fear of places like shopping centres and other big buildings, particularly underground.
I saw an ambulance the other day and my reaction was why are they doing that, "saving" someone's life? That person will die one day anyway. Why bother? Everything is pointless anyway. Why build houses? Write books? Buy clothes? We're all going to die anyway. Oblivion.
It's as if people are mindlessly walking about with blinders on, not realizing that one day they will be gone. How are they not terrified?
I'm not even sure what I want to achieve by writing this - maybe just know if anyone else has had this and how you've dealt with it?

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2024.05.17 09:12 Sweet-Count2557 Maldives Island for Rent

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Additionally, by opting for an eco-friendly island, you can contribute to sustainable tourism and leave a positive impact on the environment.Some of the private islands available for rent in the Maldives include Velaa Private Island, Kudadoo Private Island, The Nautilus Maldives, Four Seasons Maldives Private Island Voavah, Coco Privé Kuda Hithi Island, Ithaafushi Private Island by Waldorf Astoria, and Cheval Blanc Randheli Private Island. These islands offer a range of facilities such as private spas, swimming pools, pristine beaches, exotic gardens, and even private boats for exploring the surrounding waters.Frequently Asked QuestionsHow Much Does It Cost to Rent an Island in Maldives?When it comes to renting an island in the Maldives, the cost can vary greatly. A cost comparison is necessary to find the best option for your budget.Factors such as location, amenities, and duration of stay all play a role in determining the price. Private islands offer ultimate privacy and luxurious experiences, but they can range from thousands to millions of dollars.Which Is the Cheapest Private Island in Maldives?The cheapest private island in the Maldives offers affordable accommodations for those seeking a luxurious getaway. With all-inclusive luxury experiences starting at $250,000 per night, guests can have an entire island to themselves. This package includes daily breakfast, a champagne welcome, and access to activities such as snorkeling and yoga.Additional perks like free Wi-Fi, butler service, and VIP transportation from the airport make this experience even more enticing.Contact Kudadoo to book your dream island escape.How Do You Get to Private Island in Maldives?Getting to private island resorts in the Maldives is a breeze. We can choose from a variety of transportation options, including seaplanes, speedboats, helicopters, and even private yachts. These luxurious modes of travel offer not only convenience but also breathtaking views of the surrounding turquoise waters.Whether it's a short speedboat ride or a scenic seaplane transfer, the journey to our private island retreat promises to be hassle-free and unforgettable.Can I Stay on a Local Island in the Maldives?Yes, we can stay on a local island in the Maldives.Staying on a local island offers a unique opportunity to immerse ourselves in the local culture and interact with friendly locals.We can explore vibrant communities, visit local markets, and indulge in traditional Maldivian cuisine.Additionally, day trips to nearby islands are possible, allowing us to discover the beauty of the surrounding area.It's important to respect local customs and dress codes while staying on local islands.ConclusionIn conclusion, renting a private island in the Maldives offers an unparalleled luxury experience that's sure to create memories that last a lifetime.While some may argue that a private island vacation is too extravagant, the privacy, personalized service, and stunning natural beauty make it a worthwhile investment.So why not treat yourself to a truly unique and unforgettable holiday in the Maldives, where you can enjoy the ultimate in seclusion and luxury?

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2024.05.17 08:54 Gullible-Feeling-647 Sleep Deprivation Psychosis

Hi everyone. I’m trying to see if anyone has had a similar experience to me that happened 2 days ago. I’ve recently had a sleep schedule that has been very disorganized and can range from getting too much or too little sleep every other day. This has been on going for the past 3 months but has recently gotten worse the last 2-3 weeks. The other night, I experienced sleep paralysis within a couple of minutes of dozing off and couldn’t go back to sleep for a little while. After that, my body felt like it was too exhausted to breathe while asleep so then every time I dozed off, my body would “shock itself” back awake which was preventing me from sleeping. It soon turned into having auditory and visual hallucinations roughly an hour or two later. Then it slowly led into paranoia. I would forget something I would do right after I did it and was convinced that I wasn’t alone in my house. I got to a point where I went to the bathroom and it felt like the entire bathroom was caving in on me. I then probably had the worst panic attack I’ve ever had in my life and was just crying and shaking uncontrollably. It genuinely felt like I was going crazy. I could barely form a thought without blanking out and life just felt like a waking nightmare. I then couldn’t fall back asleep for almost 5 hours and now I can start to feel lingering effects setting in. I’ve been trying to sleep more but honestly, it’s so difficult to get myself to fall asleep and am borderline terrified to, but being awake is starting to feel like a fever dream and just not real. Has anyone ever had this or have any advice as to how to make this stop ( other than getting more sleep, im trying that already :/ )

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2024.05.17 08:49 jonaskoelker Rewatcher's diary: Season 2, episodes 11 to 14

Previously, on rewatcher's diary: https://www.reddit.com/buffy/comments/1crl8ks/rewatchers_diary_season_2_episodes_8_to_10/
On today's menu: Ted (2x11), Bad Eggs (2x12), Surprise (2x13), Innocence (2x14).
The quick thoughts: Ted is better than I thought, Bad Eggs proves that even bad Buffy is good TV, I was too tired watching Surprise and Innocence but they're as great as I remember them. On to me having too random thoughts, in a random order.
Ted

There's a fun bit where Buffy has had enough of Ted, gets out of the house, sits on a swing(?) and calls out "vaaampires? Heeere, vampires." in a "here, kitty kitty" voice, reminiscent of how Spike called for Buffy in School Hard (2x3). Are we suggesting there's a connection between Spike and Buffy?
When Ted says "you'll spend your best dating days [years?] locked away in a mental institution", that hits harder when you know—from Normal Again (6x17)—that Buffy has already been in an institution.
I enjoy collecting Terminator references. I don't think "he's a robot" is enough to count. Maybe. Dunno.
Giles and Jenny talk about how his past actions ended endangering her in The Dark Age (2x8).
But then Jenny seeking Giles out (while he's out patrolling) results in her endangering and hurting him.
Giles' past actions got someone killed, mirroring how Buffy (according to her beliefs) got Ted killed. It seems the apple doesn't fall far from the surrogate tree.
Buffy being horrified—first at Ted being Ted and being in her life, and then at having killed him—really stuck with me. That's probably my favorite aspect of this episode: those powerful feels.
When Buffy is wailing on Ted and chucking him down the stairs, one wonders whether it didn't stop being self-defense at some point.
On the whole not fantastic, but better than I expected.

Bad Eggs

Willow and Buffy grow suspicious that there's something going on between Xander and Cordelia. Huh, I wonder where this is going.
I had forgotten just how funnily awful the chemistry between Xander and Cordelia is.
In the beginning when Buffy fights one of the Gorch brothers, he does a stunt where his hat falls off while he's falling to the ground and/or is rolling on it, but then he grabs the hat mid-roll and puts it back on before getting up and running away. For my money, that stunt was really fun and a bit cool. He seemed really attached to his hat.
Eggs, chestbursters, mind/motor control, underground vagina monster. Whatever, meh.
Meh.
Oh hey, having sex might have bad consequences. Chekhov's... egg? Foreshadow much?

Surprise

Willow said "date"!
I'm more of a Tillow shipper but man Willoz is so god damn cute. Hush: no rush.
"A: what do you want for your birthday? / B: Surprise me / A: I will". He is truly a man of his word.
Joyce asks "do you really think you're ready", then drops a plate—first in Buffy's dream, then in reality. I think we'll see further repetitions of this motif in S5.
Drusilla with blood in the corner of her mouth (in Buffy's dream) is such a great image.
Gasp, Jenny is not who we thought she was!
Her suggesting Angel should be the one to get The Judge's arm out of the way is a clever move: it will (or rather: would) drive Angel and Buffy apart, but in a way where Jenny has plausible deniability.
"[the flowers:] I can't abide them" — Dru, are you high on your own supply? She's sooo much fun.
Gasp, Buffy and Angel get captured by Drusilla and Spike!
Brian Thompson returns (yay!) to play his second and final role: The Judge.
So what's with the dream and the worry about Drusilla killing Angel? Is there a sense in which she did? I think I can connect the dots partially: in Lie to Me (2x7), Angel reveal a dark truth about how he (er, Angelus) drove Drusilla mad and turned her. Drusilla brought out the monster in Angel(us). What "killed" Angel at the end of Surprise was linked to that: the monster coming back out. Yes, the real trigger was him experiencing a moment of happiness (or maybe relief?) with Buffy, but that only happened because Buffy lied to herself about Angel being covered from head to toe in red flags, and the biggest such red flag was Drusilla. I'm not sure this amounts to "Drusilla was instrumental in bringing out Angelus", but she was... related to it, I guess.
Maybe it just reflects Drusilla's attempt on Angel's (uhhh) life in What's My Line 2 (2x10).

Innocence

Trio of vampires, assemble! Angelus is back!
What is it with trios and even-numbered seasons: trio of vampires, trio of initiative bros, trio of nerds. It's a trio of trios.
Like many others, I like the screen presence of DB-as-Angelus more than DB-as-Angel. Angelus is twisted and evil and awful and... so much fun to watch.
Sticks and stones may hurt my bones but words... actually, it looks to me like it was Angelus' words that cut Buffy the deepest. She looked stone cold when she talked about having to kill Angelus, which was as a consequence of him using sticks and stones.
In the dream sequence, is the implication that they (Buffy, Angelus, Jenny) are looking at Angel's grave? Did I miss a smoking gun on that? I figure it has to be, since that's the thing that makes the most sense—it shows a recent loss of Buffy's; it shows Angelus having arisen from his metaphorical tomb, i.e. from inside Angel; and given the next events (Buffy going to Jenny) the dream must have incriminated Jenny, but that only makes sense if the dream demonstrates she knew something, and the only knowledge that would incriminate Jenny is knowledge about Angel vs. Angelus.
When Angelus comes and grabs Willow (intending to kill her), Xander shows his greatest and most consistent two virtues: courage, and his love of his friends. He grabs the cross and confronts the monster to protect his friend, potentially putting his own life at risk. Xander is not the greatest guy but he does have has a great side, and it's good to see it.
Being brave and taking a cross to Angel(us) mirrors his bravery in Prophecy Girl (1x12), in which he was brave and took a cross to Angel—although taking a cross to Angel wasn't brave in itself, it was part of a bigger act of courage. I'm also thinking of Grave (6x22), during which his courage and his love for Willow saves the day, and there he doesn't even have a cross or other artifact to protect himself. (There are several other instances where we see his love and courage saving the day.)
Angelus betrayed and murdered Angel. It's like poetry, it rhymes with Star Wars. "Darth Liam"?
If we blur the Angel/Angelus distinction a bit, we see someone who's in love with Buffy turn to the dark side—i.e. become corrupt on the inside—and then switch their allegiance from the good guys to the bad guys. That kinda' mirrors Faith going dark starting in Bad Girls (3x14) and then siding with the Mayor.
In the car with Giles, Buffy feels guilty about losing her innocence. (Yes, that was a pun.)
I would be remiss if I didn't mention that rocket launchers are awesome.

Updated episode tier list

S-tier: 7 13 14
A-tier: 9 10
B-tier: 3 6 > 1
C-tier: 8 11 > 5
D-tier: 2 4 > 12

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2024.05.17 08:47 robertfrankinteriors Tips to Find The Right Interior Designer for New Build in Pasadena

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2024.05.17 08:46 ryman719 I don’t even know what to do

I honestly just have no idea what to do with myself. I’m 35 and my life is rapidly going down the tube. I’m at a job I hate because I need the money now more than ever, my wife left me, I’m being forced to leave my nice apartment to move into a shitty one because she left, my closest friend love 4 hours away and has his own things to deal with, I’m drowning in debt from a mix of poor decisions and the American healthcare system, and that debt is only going to get worse once we start divorce proceedings. She took the dog too so I can’t even vent to the animal. Online dating is a scam. Probably doesn’t help that I’m overweight either but I’m trying to fix that one as it’s the only thing I have full control over. Only matches I get are scammers and foreigners looking to get a visa (fuck 90 day fiancé).
I’m so overwhelmed, angry, sad, frustrated, and just feel like everything is collapsing around me. I have no one to talk to about it or help in any way. This whole year has proven to me that even the people closest to you can’t be trusted when push comes to shove. I feel like the last 10 years of my life have been a complete waste of time. I’m worse off than I was back then and I was pretty not much better then either.
I thought we’d be together through forever. It’s what she always told me. It’s what she vowed to me when we got married. I wasn’t perfect, but I tried. I would do anything and everything for her but it wasn’t enough. I’ve been in therapy and it helped for a while, but it’s just not working anymore. I thought at this point in my life things would be different. I thought I’d be living at least something close to the stereotypical American dream. Loving wife, decent house, maybe a couple of kids. A few friends that come over occasionally for a party or some other event. Instead I’m an overweight 35 year old soon to be divorcee in massive debt stuck in a dead end job living in a crappy apartment. I thought I’d be happy but instead life gave me the finger. No one wants me, no one needs me, and pretty much no one cares about me.
I don’t even know why I’m bothering to write this tbh. It doesn’t accomplish anything except letting me vent a few negative feelings out. I wish I could just erase the last 10 years from existence, but I know I can’t. Maybe time will make things better, but so far it hasn’t. Everything just keeps getting worse. I’m not seeing any bright light at the end of the tunnel or any silver lining.
Like the title says I don’t even know what to do anymore.

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2024.05.17 08:44 Kite_3 I still miss them and I don't know why ( very long)

I made two friends in a girls reform high school ( I went to this school for the 11th and 12th grade because I struggled with mental health, not for bad behavior) that I still miss to this day. My sister also went to this school and introduced me to them during school breakfast and the friendship took off from there, we had so much fun and I honestly felt so alive when I hung out with them. Let's call them Bird and Lock just to make things more neat and easier to understand. The first time going over to Bird's house he explained that I should not try to date either of them and that people gained a crush on one but not the other. I told him he did not have to worry about that and I only wanted friends.
During my friendship with Bird and lock, I went to places I never knew existed in my city and all of those "have fun when you are young because you will need them when you are old" memories were made with those guys. Lots of new experiences, fun, and joy was had with them. I remember taking the bus with them to the beach to have a picnic and play in the water, we stayed out past dark and the beach at night felt creepy yet peaceful to me. We took the last bus to my house and they spent the night at my house a thing my father has never allowed in the past. Both was not only there for me when an ex cheated, but they also were the ones that found the messages and pictures she was sending to someone else. We hung out a lot to the point and we often were talking or around each other.
Or course it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows during the friendship, Bird and Lock were in a relationship that wasn't healthy and I often found myself trying to fix the issues the two had. (I know it wasn't my responsibility/business to do so, I just had a problem with having to be the peacemaker or the person that saved the day as a teen) I won't go into details about the relationship but in my option Bird and Lock should not have been together. I played therapist when problems and feelings needed to be vented and wanted to try to cheer my friends up.
Bird also required a lot of my attention then the lock, he would send lot of calls, text, and messages on Kik. He felt l like I upset with him if I didn't answer as soon as I could or let him know I was busy. As a introvert I needed my alone time but I felt guilt asking for it so I just let myself be drained until I shut down and started to feel aggravated. I am a lot better at telling people when I need alone time now but I still feel guilty for being aggravated or ignoring them sometimes. Lock didn't require as much attention but I suspect that is because he was always a bit distant and often just followed what Bird wanted.
I stopped talking to them for a little while due to an incident that happened. I will amit signs can go right over my head sometimes and I don't like to assume things, Yet looking back at it now it was kind of clear what was going on. During the bus ride home from the beach two guys and a girl got on the bus and it looked as if the group had a lot of fun together. Bird said something about the three looking like a poly couple and I shrugged and said I wasn't sure and didn't think more of it. I was dating a ex at the time (not the one who cheated just a girl from my first high school) and Lock said something mean about her. It made me mad and I let him know that he couldn't talk about my girlfriend that way at all, he apologize and I moved on after a bit. At one point Lock's mental health dipped down more then usual and want sent to a facility for a small amount of time. I was spending the night at Birds house chilling on the couch that is in Birds bedroom looking at tv. Bird invited me on the bed with him to sleep and I politely rejected the offer it was weird to me because he and Lock we dating each other. Other off things would happen but those are the three that stood out to me.
I was soon confessed to by Bird and he told me that both he and Lock had a crush on me ( I don't think Lock wanted to date me really, Lock went along with what Bird wanted to do when it came to a lot of things and I think this is one of them) Now I am not one that looks down at poly and I have always been curious about it but not only was I dating someone at the time (the same ex Lock said something mean about) but Bird made it known that those kind of feelings was not appropriate. I don't know why but I was upset at this, I felt like they were playing games with me for some reason. Were they every truly being my friend? Is that why they didn't like my ex? Is this why they wanted so much of my time? Things wasn't going to be the same I just knew it. I felt like they wanted me to be the glue to a toxic relationship and I didn't want that. I am not proud about how I handled the situation but I told them how I really felt and stopped talking to them.
Some time later we started talking again and as expected things was not the same. We hung out but it was awkward and at one point they started avoiding me at the store we were shopping at together. Bird apologized about that and I told him that it was okay and I didn't hold it against them. I apologize about how I reacted to them confessing to me and wanted to start a conversation about it so we all could heal and get closer about what happened but they didn't want to talk about it. I got a new phone and when they text my number I didn't recognize it, when I asked who it was the number said " A friend" and since I was wary of random numbers and wanted to be safe I said I don't have any friends by this number. They said okay and I haven't heard from them since that day.
I still think about them, I still seek that fun and alive feeling hanging out with them gave me, I wonder about them and hope they are doing well, I compare the friendships that I have with them to the ones I have now and they feel more hollow and bare, I even dream about them sometimes.
Lately I have been trying to find them just so I can reach out and let them know I didn't mean for things to end the way they did. To explain that I didn't recognize the number and I didn't mean to shut them away, I don't have to be friends with them again but I feel like I need closer and to give closer and I don't know why. Maybe I still feel guilt for teenage me or I am chasing something that is long gone. I can't find them but every now and then I'll stay up late into the night looking for them.
Sorry if this isn't a true off my chest, I'll take if down if need be I just wanted to get this load off my mind. I also apologize for any spelling errors and if everything is all over the place, it is very late and while I love writting I also am know to make mistakes.

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2024.05.17 08:16 wheresmydragonator19 Sometimes I feel like my existence has no meaning.

Let me preface this with saying I’m not suicidal Despite how the post may sound. Sorry for the long post.
I’m 33 and have the most amazing girlfriend in the world. We’ve been together 4 years and she truly is my othebetter half.
But to reiterate I’m 33 and I dropped out of High-school when I was 17. I only within the last year managed to pass 3 out of 4 subjects on my GED test I try so hard and I keep failing the math portion by 1-2 points. I’ve failed it 5 times.
I can’t drive because I never learned(grew up with an overly controlling mother who controlled my actions till I was 28/29.) I managed to finally get my permit last year only to have it expire because I crashed my gfs car in a panic(she was completely understand bless her heart) and got terrified to drive again. I’d have to retake it again and I feel every time I make one or two steps forward I fall 20 steps back.
I’ve been out of work for over a year due to losing my job due to false accusations(which were proven false after my termination). I’ve been having a hard time finding work(I’ve absolutely been trying as hard as I can.). I constantly have less than 10 bucks in my bank account, to the point my gf has to constantly help me. Luckily we live in her moms house so we are in no danger of losing our roof.
I’ve been in therapy for awhile and it definitely helps, but I always feel like my heads barely above water and I’m fighting so hard not to sink and drown. I’ve been diagnosed with ADHD and it compounds upon my depression and makes it worse.
I feel absolutely worthless and like my existence is an utter failure. I feel like I failed as a man, as a human, as a productive member of society and I’ve failed my girlfriend as a provider.
I’ve been wanting to go to college to become a DPT as it’s my dream job and I love to help people, but I’ve had to put it off twice now due to my math levels being way below average, that also being why I’ve failed the math test so much.
My girlfriend reassures me and loves me unconditionally but it’s always a hell storm inside my mind.
Thank you for reading it all if you made it to the end. I apologize again for it being so long.

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2024.05.17 08:15 suckmystick1 I Had Sex When I was 15 !

I was in class 9 then . I had a huge crush on a girl near my house, she was definitely the most beautiful girl i knew that time, i was average looking though. I even confessed my feelings to her but she said she has a boyfriend already and she can't be with me so we started to talk less but my hormones were too high. I used to masturbate a lot watching porn and imagining her. I had already lost hope for any kind of relationship with her. After few months one of her friend revealed that she had a feeling for me too. So, we started to talk again. Few weeks passed, we both started grow feeling for each other , kissing every now and then become normal and we had already started sexting. Now was the time i asked her for real sex. When i asked her for sex, she denied of anything physical, she said she will break up if i ask for such things again. I also thought it was too early for this. But couple of weeks later, she started to act weird, and all of a sudden she said that she wanted to have sex with me. I don't know what happened within weeks but this was my dream come true moment and i was never going to miss it. The thing is i knew her parents, and i knew that they are very strict so she had to lie to her parents. So she lied about extra class on Saturday.
One of my close school friend used to live with his elder brother renting a room. I requested him a lot and finally he agreed, he somehow managed me his own room for few hours that day. I had already managed the protection/condom.
Now, fast forward. We started to kiss first. It lasted 2-3 minutes. She started to take off my clothes and said me to uncloth her, i started. To be honest, my hands were shivering but i took off her clothes and we both were naked in front of each other. My penis was erect, straight as an arrow pointing towards her. Her lower lips were covered with pubic hair and it was dark pink. I was shocked by her boobs, it was kinda bigger for that age.
I forgot to tell that she was about an year elder than me.
To be honest she looked more beautiful than i imagined her while masturbating. I didn't know much, what to do, what not to do. So i directly touched her nipples and I can't lie how good they were, so soft. I didn't know about blowjb and fingering at that time, She started to play with my penis with her soft hands and i was really enjoying it. Within 3-4 minutes i ejaculated. I was feeling low now. I was still seducing her in various ways. We had a good conversation for a while. Couple of hours later, i was up with full energy and she wanted me inside her and so did I. She put protection on my penis , I tried to get inside her. I thought it will be painful for her as it's her first time. So i went slow but she seemed to be pretty much comfortable , she was enjoying it too. So i didn't think much and went all in. It was my first time and i remember it didn't even last 10 minutes . We both were tired, i was more tired. After sex , she revealed that she already had sex couple of times with her ex few months back and i didn't know how to react. I didn't talk much after that. That was it we cleaned up and went back to our home. We had sex few more times after that but eventually she broke up with me .
Today, Seven years later, we don't even chat now. she is recently married. Her husband is a civil servant.
It's been years. I am doing good in my life , but sometimes i feel i want to be with her. I still want to have physical relation with her.

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2024.05.17 08:10 BeththeSamwiches My Dream and Journey of HomeOwnership. May it Inspire you!

I wanted to post this because I see many going through a similar, tough buying time. I hope my story gives you a boost and helps you keep going. There is my sad backstory that you can skip to "Dec, 2020" that starts the home journey. This post is extremely long but emotional for me. Please be kind.
The only house i ever lived in was my uncles, for 2 years (age 3-5) before he removed us.
My mother suffers from many tribulations, and it was reflected in life. We apartment hopped for all of my childhood. I'll never forget how hurt I was, leaving behind my valuables everytime we downsized, (dressers, my desk, doll houses etc) being cramped, no pets allowed (i love animals), neighbors banging on their ceilings when I played, hearing families fight as if they next to me, smoke coming in the windows, constant new neighbors, roaches and other infestations due to neighbors, etc.
My mom would drive around and say, “this is going to be our new house!” And get my hopes up, but it never happened. My sister (she's 5 years older) said she would buy a house for us all, and that lasted a few months before we were evicted again, moving to another apartment.
I asked constantly when we could get a house like my uncle or sister. My father had one (my parents divorced when I was an infant), and when I visited, I wished I had my own backyard, pets. I was jealous of my friends who lived in houses. I would pretend vacant homes were mine, walk to the new homes being built, and watch their progress. Imagine my future in it where my kids would know stability.
After Bullying in school (from 4th - 12th grade), SA from my father, (i was 15) neglect, abuse, depression, self harm, apartment hopping, I was desperate to move out and away once I turned 16 (emancipation). I moved from NJ when i was 18 to FL and started my own downhill spiral of DV, homelessness, repossessions, and other mentally and physically draining circumstances that pushed my limits, money, and everything
In 2017, I picked up my pieces and gathered them, alone, to AZ into the best apartment and neighborhood i ever had. I told myself that after a year, I was going to buy a home there. In 2018, I reached out to realtors and was told all I needed to do was pay off 2k of credit card debt to qualify for 250-300k. The dumbest decision I ever made was saying spending 2k was stupid. I wish I had the recourses, support, anything, or anyone to tell me to do it. had I done it, I could have bought my dream home then for 200-275k
In Dec 2020, I had been with my now husband for 3 years, went through hell in the apartments he wanted us to move to for more space, away from that neighborhood I loved. Someone stole our bikes, smoked weed next to our window, and then our new car was stolen and required 3k in repairs. I was miserable. I wanted to end the cycle of apartments and putting away my wants and needs, so we decided to begin paying things off to get pre qualified. Then came the new battlefield.
As you all know, 2021 until today, it hasn't been a buyers market. I had no idea what any of that meant until I was told I was approved to start putting in offers in January 2022. We were pre approved for a max of FHA 350k from a lender that I was sure had our backs after getting tons of denials and pisspoor brokers who couldn't care less about my childhood dream. I pulled up the MLS and saved about 30 homes a week, if not more, that were 375k and below, all the way down to 150k trailer homes, condos, townhomes, and houses.
Half of those listings were sold (pending) within 5 days. the other half we were bidding upwards against. I couldn't believe it. I was told the market is hot, lots of people selling their homes in bordering states and putting higher end offers on the homes in our price range because they were selling their homes for 500k and using the differences to buy the cheap homes. The others were investors.
After doing all of the work for my husband and roommate and then some to qualify, I was now battling 15+ people on one home multiple times. I was told to try going further out. The market I was in was too desirable. I was like, REALLY? PEOPLE GET SHOT HERE ONCE A WEEK, HOW IS THIS NEIGHBORHOOD, "HOT"??? I was told to shop beneath my budget, shop outside the location I wanted, everything you are all being told today to, "land a home, stay in it for five years, then sell it and get what I want." But I heard none of it, I wanted my DREAM home on my first buy, which wasn't a lot.
All I wanted was a 1300-2000sqft home with a front and backyard for my dog and kids, a house that didn't need a crap ton of repairs, and a neighborhood I felt comfortable in so that I wouldnt have to deal with all the things I did since I was little. I didn't care if it was upgraded, carpeted, or tile, old or new, I just wanted space, safety, a yard.
It didn't matter. Even if I sacrificed a yard, square footage, whatever, I was getting outbid. Every home I could afford was being bought in cash, waiving inspections, having a 14 day close, and/or being bought 25k to upwards of almost 200k over asking even if it was a fixer upper!! I could not compete.
In April, I FINALLY had an offer accepted in a town that was 30 minutes from work, building up, and beautiful. I was willing to sacrifice commute time and everything for this beautiful house that checked all the boxes. It was 2,060 sqft, upstairs and downstairs, a 5k lot, in a beautiful neighborhood. We were able to get a third cosigner (lomg time friend) to up our income and get to 375k. But then I found out my preapproval wasn't so pre approved.
Having a 3rd co signer meant nothing. We needed to reserve money that we weren't informed about, DPA wanted us to pay off more debt, and we needed more income than the THREE of us had. I was livid, why didnt they tell us any of this? Why did they say our income was enough, and the DPA would cover everything?! I knew nothing, I tell you, nothing, and I should have researched more. But I was desperate.
My grandma stepped in. First, she needed a credit score. She opened up an unsecured credit card for 300. Bought gum, paid it off. We did a rapid rescore, and it shot her up to 7 freggin 735, SEVEN THIRTY FIVE LMFAO, and then we needed her social security letters. Which took two weeks too long, pushing back a close the seller REALLY WANTED TO CLOSE ON, which my realtor convinced them to hold off. Well, guess what? My grandma doesn't have a government id. She hadn't updated her id since 2005. No biggie, we'll get her to the DMV, which we had to reschedule online to 3 different locations. Well, guess what? Her mail, old id, her social security card, AND BIRTH CERTIFICATE all had DIFFERENT VARIATIONS of her name, and DMV couldn't verify her identity.
It would take two months to correct those issues. I threw my phone, scratched my arms to oblivion, fell on my knees, and cried. The lender said there was no way the loan was to be approved without Grandma. My sweet Grandma of 4 different names. I feel the tears, even now. I lost it. I fought for a home all my life and lost it because of being uninformed, way too broke ( I know I know), and then some. I felt like the universe was against me.
So May comes around, and my realtor says, "Listen, let's try this. Let's do rent to own. They pay for everything, and then you save, fix your credit, and buy the house back at the value of the contract paying the difference in appraisal if need be."
I was so broken that I did it. Back to the MLS, we still couldn't get a home in our price range in the neighborhoods I wanted. Rental price was going to be 3,100, so... we stuck to the 30-minute away neighborhood, and oh god, was that a new mistake. The first house we put an offer in on was accepted immediately. It was the smoothest process I'd ever seen in comparison to the hell I'd just gone through. I checked the MLS every day, watched homes I saved while I rented go pending or under contract in a week, or sell for over asking.
My heart sunk when all the homes I wanted and lost out to were back on the market as a rental property, or were slightly updated prices 50k-100k higher than before. Homes were being sold by opendoor, or rental from the very people I used to buy to rent from. I couldn't believe to this day how many homes I lost out to, sitting vacant for MONTHS prices dropping and dropping as the feds raised the interest rates. I went to open houses, asked what people wanted for offers (so I could be informed when I was ready), and knew my chances were getting slimmer and slimmer.
All the while, my commute was the devil. Traffic galore, accidents making my drive time go from 30-2 hours to and from. It was far from family, the mileage on my car grew so fast, my tires were wearing faster. The home was way too big for us (2765 sqft) and difficult to maintain. Beautiful home and town, but not for me.
The rent was also too high. It said it would be 2500, but wound up being 3100 after all of the damn fees they didn't disclose until AFTER WE WERE UNDER CONTRACT sflkghskg The electric bill was 6x the amount (bad company. People in that town are begnning to organize), water bill company demands 100 dollars no matter the usage (we only use about 60$), and the gas prices increased so high I was putting 60 dollars every 3 days in my car.
Then, my precious cat that followed me from NJ to AZ that had been with me through all of the DV, mental breaks, homelessness, had suffered from strokes. She was a stick, walking in circles, giving nothing but love. I tried everything I could, paid thousands to save her, but in the end, all I did was prolong her and my suffering. She passed in my arms. I love you and miss you, Emma.
Other life things happened, and by December, I had 200 dollars in the bank. When my income tax came, I applied for loans and said Im going to try the DPA and stuff again, It was either that, or rent a smaller house or apartment but seeing the market repeat my 2021 experience, I had to try with what I had. My goal was to get back to the neighborhood I wanted. NO EXCEPTIONS.
So I switched realtors based on a recommendation from FB. Random person said this lady would fight for me like no one else would. This realtor recommended me a lender, she said it could make miracles happen. I almost didn't do it because I had been let down by 2 other lenders before this one in 2023, but screw it. I followed his advice to the T of what to pay down, what to keep, and what to negotiate with. We gave him our 401ks info, our paystubs, had 3 of us on the loan, and explained we had no downpayment, just money for closing costs.
The market, at this point, slowed down due to the interest rates but was beginning to pick up. A lot of the homes we put offers on didn't like our asks. Which was disappointing, but I understood. What seller would want to pay closing costs for us so our payment assistance would go strictly to the home when they could accept the few cash, investor, or better conventional loan offers? The homes were going below listing, which was cool, but not quite in my 365k max range.
Until I gave way a little bit. There were 2 townhomes. One that was detached and had the most gorgeous yard Id ever seen for where it was at, and the inside was completely upgraded and bigger than it looked with a gorgeous mountain view from the master. But it was in a neighborhood that gave me goosebumps. No wonder they would accept 365k and pay everything should we put in our offer lol I couldn't do it, though. I didn't want to sacrifice being comfortable in my home safely to have a house. It was the first and only time I was picky.
At first, that seemed like a mistake, as the only other home I thought would accept our offer in my dream neighborhood said the seller had a specific number they wanted to sell at, which wasnt 365k, it was 375k. I wasn't going to get a home after all. I knew my ask was tough, and I wasn't going to get a house despite trying for another 3 months. I gave up. But then... I thought about something. That townhome in the neighborhood of my dreams, they wanted 375k? I restructured our ask to get to that 375k. A few hours later, my realtor texted me if she could call. It was urgent.
I was at work and went into the office and called. THE SELLER ACCEPTED OUR OFFER, THEY ACCEPTED OUR EFFING OFFER! THEY ACCEPTED IT!!!! I cried so hard, hyperventilated, cried some more, and told myself I wasn't going to get excited. I had this happen before, after all.
Well, guess what? Long story short, after hurdles during this closing as well, needing to push it back for this or that, WE CLOSED!! WE CLOSED ON THE HOUSE, IT WAS MINE!!! IT IS MINE!
The seller paid for all of the closing costs. DPA paid the downpayment at 3%. The rate was 6.85%, DPA loan at 8%. I paid for the appraisal and inspection, that's it. Only 1100 out of pocket. Monthly payment was 2865, my max, but it is MINE and EVERYTHING I wanted besides having a huge yard (it's still a decent sized yard) and open kitchen Home is 8 min from work (bye bye crappy commute!),community has incredible amenities, sub division has a pool, HOA covered roof (it was new anyway), new AC, new dishwasher, freshly painted, 3 beds 2 and a half baths, 1400sqft, 2 car garage with driveway, upstairs and downstairs like I always imagined, and so much more.
Every hurdle, every tear, every breakdown, taught me what I needed to know and led me to home. After saving for a year with the cheaper electric, water, gas prices, and mortgage, we just refinanced. Got a 5.75% rate (I thought it was 5.32, but after we closed today, it was 5.75%), the home appraised for 395k with no changes besides adding a fridge and new oven. The equity paid every penny of the refinance and the DPA loan. My mortgage is now 2550. For us, this is affordable now that we are debt free and still have savings!
I got my home with the most undesirable circumstances. I may be an exception, not the rule, but if my pathetic self can do it, i promise. You can, too. Don't be defeated. Don't let the investors win.
You need to win.

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2024.05.17 08:08 lonerstoic Remote Work Only?

"The happiest of all lives is a busy solitude" -Voltaire
My dream is to work remotely as a proofreader, data entry clerk, or administrative assistant. Ideally, I'd be a remote admin as the other two can be monotonous.
In my area, you can earn about $20 an hour doing these jobs.
After I got laid off on 3/21/2024, I vowed to only look for remote work, because the public bathroom was very nasty, as were the staff trash cans (to the point where I didn't even wait for the custodian, but instead, emptied all of them myself regularly) and I don't like interacting.
I feel extremely uncomfortable around people. I love my busy solitude, like my ongoing Spring cleaning/organizing of my apartment. I feel out of control and it triggers my intrusive, scary thoughts and vengeful fantasies. I also don't have a car, which means walking in the rain/snow to the train station or taking an expensive Uber.
I'm huge fan of distraction/thinking and work would be great for that. I'd be getting paid to distract myself. Clarence Darrow of the Scopes Monkey Trial said that's the sole philosophical purpose of work.
But the competition for remote work since covid has been stiff. Everyone wants to work remotely.
There are some, however, who "miss the interaction" and like getting out of the house, which cuts down on the competition for remote work.
If you were me, would you only look for remote work or would you look for office work.

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2024.05.17 08:05 Rvenkatamswamy What would your dream house be like? Where would it be and what amenities would have?

I'd like to share some key points about the vision I have for my dream house:

Location: Ideally situated in a picturesque area, providing natural beauty and tranquility.
Architectural Style: A blend of modern and luxurious design, with large balconies to capture scenic views and maximize natural light.
Size: Spacious, tall ceilings, featuring open-plan living areas and cozy private spaces.
Amenities:

A well-equipped kitchen for culinary adventures.
Home theatre for entertainment.
Outdoor living spaces like a terrace or patio with a fireplace for gatherings.
A Clubhouse with all top-notch amenities.
A gym or yoga studio for daily workouts.
Smart home technology for convenience and energy efficiency.
Lush gardens with native plants.

Privacy: Surrounded by greenery and set back from neighbors for privacy and peace.

Overall, my dream house would be a harmonious blend of nature, modern comfort, ultra-premium Luxury and sustainability with a great neighborhood. Just checked out Candeur Skyline, and I have to say, I'm really feeling it! The staff was super friendly and answered everything I asked. Leaning towards booking soon!
https://preview.redd.it/3l56ia2tgx0d1.jpg?width=800&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=279c525fc21b110dfcab229b8572b96863fe7c5a

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2024.05.17 07:50 realestateadivsior Eldeco Sector 17 Dwarka Delhi - Offers Luxury Apartments

Welcome to the world of Eldeco Group, where luxury meets innovation in the heart of Delhi's busy real estate market. Get ready to explore a realm of forthcoming projects that redefine modern living and offer an unparalleled lifestyle experience. Join us on this journey as we delve into what sets Eldeco Sector 17 Dwarka Delhi as a forthcoming Residential development offering 3, 4, and 5 BHK Luxury apartments located in Sector 17 Dwarka Delhi with ample amenities. As the best choice for your dream home in the capital city! Delhi, the busy capital city of India, is a hub for real estate development. With its growing population and rapid urbanization, the demand for residential and commercial properties continues to soar. The real estate market in Delhi is dynamic and diverse, catering to various segments of buyers with various preferences and budgets.
Eldeco Sector 17 Dwarka offers luxurious high-rise apartments in upscale neighborhoods to affordable housing options on the outskirts, Delhi offers a wide range of choices for prospective homebuyers. The city's infrastructure development initiatives, enhanced connectivity through metro networks, and upcoming smart city projects are further boosting the real estate sector.
Investors seeking opportunities in Delhi can explore emerging micro-markets that show promising growth potential. Factors such as proximity to key employment hubs, educational institutions, healthcare facilities, and entertainment zones play a crucial role in determining property values in different parts of the city. Delhi's real estate market presents a blend of challenges and opportunities for developers and investors alike. Keeping an open mind about market trends and staying informed about regulatory changes can help stakeholders make informed decisions in this ever-evolving landscape.
Eldeco Dwarka, located in the southern part of Delhi, is one of the city's most well-planned residential localities. Established as a sub-city in the 1980s, Dwarka has developed significantly over the decades, becoming a prime destination for both residents and businesses. Its development was spearheaded by the Delhi Development Authority (DDA) to decongest the bourgeois population of central Delhi and provide a suburban alternative with modern infrastructure.
One of Dwarka’s key characteristics is its excellent connectivity. The area is well-served by the Delhi Metro, with the Blue Line running across it and connecting it to key parts of Delhi, including Connaught Place and Noida. Furthermore, the Dwarka Sector 21 metro station links directly to the Airport Express Line, facilitating swift travel to Indira Gandhi International Airport. Road connectivity is sturdy as well, with major roads like the Dwarka Expressway and NH-8 ensuring smooth commutes to Gurgaon and other parts of the National Capital Region (NCR).

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2024.05.17 07:42 No-Quality-2644 Yūrei Chronicles

YŪREI CHRONICLES [ 幽霊クロニクルズ ]
Tales of Japanese Horror [ 日本のホラーの物語 ]
By: Seph Cruz [ 投稿者: セフ・クルーズ ]
CONTENTS [ コンテンツ ]
Preface [ はじめに ]
Chapter 1: The Cursed Scroll [ 第 1 章: 呪われた巻物 ]
Chapter 2: The Shrine in the Shadows [ 第 2 章: 影の神殿 ]
Chapter 3: The Haunting of the Geisha [ 第 3 章: 芸者の幽霊 ]
Chapter 4: The Onryo's Revenge [ 第 4 章: 怨霊の復讐 ]
Chapter 5: The Dollmaker's Curse [ 第 5 章: 人形師の呪い ]
Chapter 6: The Shadow in the Forest [ 第 6 章: 森の影 ] Chapter 7: The Haunting of the Yūrei Inn [ 第 7 章: 幽霊旅館の幽霊 ]
Chapter 8: The Curse of the Haunted Kimono [ 第 8 章: 幽霊着物の呪い ]
Chapter 9: The Mirror's Malevolence [ 第 9 章: 鏡の悪意 ]
Chapter 10: The Bridge to the Beyond [ 第 10 章: 彼方への架け橋 ]

 "Yūrei Chronicles: Tales of Japanese Horror"

Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
In the heart of Kyoto, where history whispered through the ancient streets, there existed an antique bookstore known only to those who sought the rarest of tomes. Nestled among centuries-old texts and dusty manuscripts, a forbidden scroll lay hidden, waiting for an unwitting soul to stumble upon its chilling secrets.
Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
The quaint, dimly lit bookstore was a treasure trove of the past. Intricate calligraphy adorned scrolls, while faded ink whispered stories of long-forgotten samurai and mystical creatures. Among these relics of history, one scroll remained elusive, concealed behind a glass case. Its dark, ornate cover bore no title, and its presence seemed to beckon.
Haruki, a young scholar with a fascination for the occult, visited the bookstore one rainy afternoon. His curiosity led him to inquire about the enigmatic scroll. The elderly shopkeeper, Mr. Tanaka, peered at him with a knowing look, cautioning him about the scroll's malevolent reputation.
"Many have sought to uncover its secrets," Mr. Tanaka said, his voice trembling with age, "but few have lived to tell the tale."
Haruki, undeterred by the ominous warning, insisted on examining the scroll. Mr. Tanaka, sensing the scholar's determination, reluctantly unlocked the glass case. As Haruki unrolled the ancient parchment, he saw that it was filled with intricate symbols and incantations, written in a language he could barely comprehend.
For days, Haruki delved into the scroll's mysteries. His sleepless nights were filled with whispers from unseen forces, and chilling drafts seemed to haunt his small apartment. Yet, he pressed on, believing that the scroll held untold knowledge and power.
One fateful night, as a full moon cast eerie shadows across his cluttered study, Haruki recited an incantation from the scroll. The room grew icy cold, and an otherworldly presence enveloped him. A mournful wail echoed through the room, and Haruki's heart raced as he beheld the apparition before him.
A yūrei, its long, disheveled hair obscuring its gaunt face, hovered in the air, its eyes filled with anguish and rage. It reached out bony, pale fingers toward Haruki, its spectral form translucent yet undeniably real.
In that moment, Haruki realized the scroll's true nature – a curse that summoned vengeful spirits to torment the living. He had unwittingly invited the yūrei into his world, and now, it sought retribution for its suffering.
The scholar's life turned into a nightmare as the vengeful spirit haunted his every waking moment. His research became an obsession to find a way to pacify the yūrei and lift the curse. With each passing day, Haruki's health deteriorated, his body and mind succumbing to the relentless torment.
Desperate, he sought the guidance of a renowned exorcist, who revealed a grim truth. The only way to break the curse was to discover the scroll's origins and offer the yūrei the peace it so desperately sought.
As Haruki ventured deeper into the scroll's history, he uncovered a tale of betrayal and tragedy that spanned centuries. With newfound knowledge and a heavy heart, he prepared to confront the vengeful yūrei and set things right.
In a chilling confrontation between the living and the dead, Haruki faced the spirit, offering it the closure it craved. As the yūrei dissipated into the ether, its mournful wail echoed one last time, fading into the night.
Haruki emerged from the ordeal forever changed, carrying the weight of the scroll's curse as a cautionary tale. The forbidden knowledge he had sought had come at a great cost, a reminder that some mysteries should remain hidden, and some curses should never be invoked.
As the sun rose over Kyoto, the antique bookstore remained shrouded in an eerie silence, and the cursed scroll returned to its cryptic slumber, waiting for the next unwitting soul to unlock its dreadful secrets.
End of Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
In the heart of a tranquil Japanese village, nestled among ancient forests, stood a centuries-old Shinto shrine, known to few but revered by all. This sacred place held an eerie secret, hidden in the shadows of its past.
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
The village of Mizuki was picturesque, surrounded by dense woods and the whispers of rustling leaves. Its most treasured gem was the Shōrin Shrine, a sanctuary dedicated to the worship of the kami, where the villagers paid homage with heartfelt prayers and offerings.
On a bright spring morning, the Hayashi family moved into a charming house near the shrine. Yuko, a spirited young girl with inquisitive eyes, was enchanted by the quaint beauty of Mizuki and the mystique of the Shōrin Shrine. Her parents, Masato and Yuki, hoped the peaceful village would offer respite from the bustling city.
Their first evening in Mizuki was serene, and the family felt blessed to live in such an idyllic place. As night descended, they heard a faint melody echoing through the forest—a haunting tune played on a traditional shamisen. Yuko, drawn by curiosity, followed the eerie melody to the shrine.
At the shrine's entrance, she saw a flicker of movement among the trees and bushes. As her eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight, she gasped in awe and terror. There, bathed in an ethereal glow, stood a beautiful woman dressed in a white kimono, her long hair cascading like an ebony waterfall.
The woman's face bore an expression of immense sorrow, and her eyes seemed to pierce Yuko's very soul. In her delicate, spectral hands, she held a shamisen, its strings plucked by fingers that had long since turned to mist.
"Who are you?" Yuko asked, her voice quivering.
The apparition gazed at Yuko with an inscrutable sadness and whispered, "My name is Hana. I have been bound to this shrine for centuries, waiting for someone to hear my song."
Hana's story unraveled like a tragic tapestry before Yuko. She had once been a young woman in love with a humble fisherman from Mizuki. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they met a tragic end at the hands of the villagers.
As she spoke, the melody of her shamisen became more mournful, and the trees seemed to weep in sympathy. Hana's spirit, bound to the shrine, could only find solace by sharing her story with the living.
Yuko, moved by Hana's tale, felt a deep connection to the ghostly figure. She promised to help Hana find peace and bring her story to light. Together, they would uncover the truth behind the tragic love story that had ensnared the shrine for centuries.
As Yuko delved into the village's history, she uncovered hidden documents and ancient scrolls that confirmed Hana's story. The injustice done to Hana and her beloved was a blot on the village's past, a truth that had been concealed for generations.
With newfound determination, Yuko rallied the villagers to acknowledge the village's dark history and to seek forgiveness for the sins of the past. In a moving ceremony at the Shōrin Shrine, the villagers offered their prayers, and Hana's spirit was finally set free.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Mizuki in golden light, Hana's ethereal form dissolved into a wisp of gratitude and serenity. The shrine, once shadowed by sorrow, now radiated with newfound peace.
"The Shrine in the Shadows" became a tale passed down through generations, a reminder that love and forgiveness could transcend even the darkest of curses. Mizuki continued to flourish, its shrine standing as a testament to the enduring power of redemption.
End of Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
In the vibrant streets of 19th-century Tokyo, beneath the shimmering lanterns and behind the delicate allure of geisha, a haunting presence lurked—a presence that would forever change the life of a celebrated geisha named Kaede.
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
In the heart of Tokyo's historic Yoshiwara district, Kaede was renowned as one of the most captivating and skilled geisha. Her beauty was ethereal, her dances mesmerizing, and her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes. But beneath her porcelain makeup and the grace of her performances lay a heart heavy with secrets.
One cool autumn evening, as the lanterns cast their warm glow on the district, a newcomer arrived at the teahouse where Kaede performed. His name was Kaito, a handsome and enigmatic man with piercing eyes that seemed to see beyond the facade of the geisha. Kaede's heart quickened as their eyes met, and she felt a connection she had never experienced before.
As weeks turned into months, Kaede and Kaito's bond deepened, their love blossoming like the cherry blossoms in spring. But their love was a forbidden one, as Kaito was a samurai, and their worlds were as different as night and day.
One fateful night, Kaito revealed a dangerous secret to Kaede—he was involved in a plot against a powerful daimyo who ruled with cruelty and oppression. Kaito believed that by exposing the daimyo's corruption, he could bring justice to the people. He asked for Kaede's assistance in gathering information from the teahouse's influential patrons.
Reluctantly, Kaede agreed, and together, they embarked on a treacherous path filled with deceit and danger. As the days passed, they uncovered dark secrets that could expose the daimyo's crimes. However, their actions did not go unnoticed.
One evening, as Kaede performed for a gathering of influential men, a sinister figure appeared in the shadows. It was the vengeful spirit of a geisha named Akiko, who had perished in Yoshiwara under tragic circumstances. Her ghostly form was veiled in a blood-red kimono, and her eyes burned with malevolence.
Akiko's haunting began subtly—a chill in the air, whispers of despair, and a feeling of dread that hung over the teahouse like a shroud. Kaede, sensing the supernatural presence, knew that they had awakened a vengeful spirit.
Desperate to protect Kaede, Kaito sought the guidance of a local exorcist, who revealed the tragic story of Akiko. She had been a geisha in love with a samurai, but their forbidden love had led to betrayal and death. Her restless spirit sought vengeance on those who dared to love across societal boundaries.
With the exorcist's help, Kaito and Kaede embarked on a perilous journey to confront Akiko's spirit and offer her the peace she so desperately sought. In a climactic showdown, they faced the vengeful geisha, revealing the truth behind her betrayal and death.
As the first light of dawn bathed the Yoshiwara district, Akiko's spirit dissipated, her eyes filled with sorrow and resignation. The curse she had cast upon the teahouse lifted, and peace returned to the district.
Kaede and Kaito's love story continued, forever marked by the supernatural forces they had encountered. The teahouse thrived once more, its lanterns casting their warm glow over the enchanting district, where love knew no boundaries and forgiveness transcended even death.
"The Haunting of the Geisha" became a legend whispered among geisha in Yoshiwara, a testament to the enduring power of love and the consequences of forbidden desires in the mysterious world of Edo-era Tokyo.
End of Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
In the heart of a decaying city, where abandoned buildings stood as silent witnesses to forgotten tragedies, a group of urban explorers would stumble upon a place where the restless dead held their sinister dominion.
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
The city of Kurayami had fallen into disrepair, its once-thriving industries crumbling, and its streets echoing with the memories of better days. Among its many derelict structures was the forsaken Kurayami Hospital, a place whispered about only in fearful tales.
Rumors spoke of a curse that had befallen the hospital after a gruesome series of medical experiments in the early 20th century. Patients had been subjected to horrific procedures, and their agonized cries still seemed to reverberate through the corridors.
A group of urban explorers, lured by the thrill of the forbidden and the allure of the macabre, set their sights on Kurayami Hospital. Among them was Hiroshi, the group's leader, and Yumi, a budding photographer with an affinity for capturing the eerie beauty of abandoned places.
As the explorers entered the hospital's crumbling entrance, they were greeted by the musty scent of decay and the eerie silence of long-abandoned hallways. Shadows danced in the dim light as they ventured deeper into the forsaken building, their footsteps echoing like distant whispers.
The group's excitement turned to unease as they encountered signs of the hospital's dark past—rusty surgical instruments, bloodstained gurneys, and cryptic medical notes. Yumi's camera captured it all, each photograph revealing more about the hospital's gruesome history.
As night fell, the explorers gathered in the hospital's decrepit lobby, their flashlights casting trembling beams into the darkness. It was then that they heard it—a faint, mournful wail, like the keening of a soul in torment.
Hiroshi, the group's fearless leader, brushed off their concerns, attributing the sound to the wind or their imagination. But the cries grew louder and more anguished, echoing through the halls.
The group became separated as they navigated the labyrinthine corridors. Yumi, camera in hand, wandered into the hospital's disused psychiatric ward. There, in a shadowed corner, she saw her camera's flash reveal a horrifying apparition—an onryo, a vengeful spirit with long, disheveled hair and eyes filled with hatred.
The onryo's spectral form contorted with rage as it approached Yumi. Its icy fingers reached out, and she felt an otherworldly coldness pierce her very soul. She knew that this was the spirit of a patient who had suffered unimaginable horrors in the hospital.
As Yumi's companions searched for her, they stumbled upon the onryo's lair and witnessed the terrifying encounter. In a desperate bid to save Yumi, they searched for a way to pacify the vengeful spirit.
Through a combination of research and communication with a local historian, they learned the full extent of the hospital's atrocities. Armed with this knowledge, they returned to the onryo's domain to confront the spirit and offer it the peace it had been denied for so long.
In a climactic showdown, the group faced the onryo, revealing the hospital's dark secrets and acknowledging the suffering of the tormented souls within. With profound remorse, they begged for forgiveness on behalf of those who had perpetrated the atrocities.
As the first rays of dawn broke over Kurayami, the onryo's anguished wails transformed into a mournful sigh. The spirit, its wrath finally quelled, dissipated into the ether, leaving behind a sense of profound sadness and closure.
The group of urban explorers emerged from Kurayami Hospital, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. They had confronted the past and offered redemption to the restless dead, leaving the decaying city with a newfound sense of hope.
"The Onryo's Revenge" became a cautionary tale among urban explorers, a reminder that some places are best left undisturbed, and that the past, no matter how dark, can be confronted and reconciled.
End of Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
In a remote mountain village, nestled among mist-shrouded peaks, a master dollmaker crafted exquisite creations that captured the hearts of collectors worldwide. Yet, within her secluded workshop, a malevolent force lurked—one that would ensnare a curious journalist in a nightmarish world of living dolls and dark secrets.
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
Hidden away in the secluded village of Ichiban, known only to those who ventured deep into the mountains, lived a master dollmaker named Ai. Her dolls were celebrated for their lifelike beauty and craftsmanship, with collectors from distant lands coveting her creations.
One brisk autumn morning, a journalist named Keiko received a cryptic letter from a source in Ichiban, hinting at a sinister mystery surrounding Ai's dolls. Intrigued by the enigmatic message, Keiko embarked on a journey to the remote village, determined to uncover the truth.
Ichiban was a place untouched by time, its cobblestone streets winding through dense forests and past centuries-old homes. The village exuded an eerie tranquility, and the locals spoke in hushed tones about Ai's dolls, rumored to be infused with a piece of the human soul.
Upon reaching Ai's workshop, Keiko was greeted by the dollmaker herself, a woman of grace and poise. The workshop was a treasure trove of exquisite dolls, their eyes seeming to follow Keiko's every move. Among them, a particular doll known as Hikari stood out—a hauntingly beautiful creation with ebony hair and obsidian eyes.
As Keiko delved deeper into the village's mysteries, she discovered that Hikari was believed to house the soul of a deceased child, a belief held by both Ai and the villagers. The doll's unsettling presence and the uncanny resemblance it bore to a girl named Mei, who had died tragically years ago, sent shivers down Keiko's spine.
Keiko's nights in Ichiban were filled with restless dreams of porcelain dolls that came to life. In these dreams, Hikari beckoned her to uncover the truth behind the dollmaker's creations. Guided by an inexplicable compulsion, Keiko embarked on a quest to unearth the dark secrets hidden within Ai's workshop.
As Keiko investigated further, she uncovered Ai's own tragic past—a story of unrequited love, loss, and a desperate desire to capture the essence of the human soul in her dolls. With each revelation, the line between the living and the lifeless blurred, and Keiko felt herself becoming entangled in a nightmarish world.
The dolls that had once been works of art now seemed to harbor malevolence. They moved of their own accord, their eyes filled with an eerie, lifelike intensity. Keiko realized that Ai's obsession had bound her to a sinister force, and her creations hungered for more than just existence.
In a chilling climax, Keiko confronted Ai and the curse that had gripped her creations. Together, they sought to break the curse's hold and release the trapped souls within the dolls.
As the moon hung low in the night sky, Ai performed a solemn ritual, guided by the spirit of Mei, whose essence had been captured in Hikari. The dolls, imbued with a restless energy, gathered around, their haunting eyes watching as the curse was lifted.
With a mournful sigh, the dolls' porcelain features softened, and their malevolence dissipated. The spirit of Mei was set free, and the dolls became lifeless once more, their beauty preserved in eternal stillness.
Ichiban returned to its peaceful slumber, and Keiko departed with a newfound appreciation for the power of art and the depths of human longing. The village's haunting tale of the dollmaker's curse served as a reminder that some obsessions could lead to the creation of something far more sinister than art itself.
End of Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
In a land steeped in history and tradition, the Aokigahara Forest, known as the "Suicide Forest," concealed a dark secret. Within its dense, ancient foliage, a group of hikers would embark on a journey that would lead them into the heart of a malevolent force.
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
Deep within the prefecture of Yamanashi, shrouded in a perpetual mist, lay the infamous Aokigahara Forest—an expanse of ancient woodland that held a dark reputation. Known as the "Suicide Forest," it had been a site of countless tragic deaths throughout the centuries.
A group of adventurous hikers, seeking to conquer the wilderness and challenge the forest's ominous legends, gathered on a chilly autumn morning. Among them was Akira, an experienced guide with a deep respect for the forest's history, and Yumi, a young woman in search of adventure and solace from her own troubled past.
The hikers ventured deep into the forest, their footsteps muffled by the thick blanket of moss and fallen leaves. The dense canopy above cast eerie shadows, and the trees seemed to whisper secrets of sorrow and despair.
As they trekked further into the woods, they began to notice strange occurrences—a disconcerting sense of being watched, distant whispers on the wind, and ghostly apparitions that flickered at the edge of their vision. Akira, the guide, attributed these phenomena to the forest's ominous reputation and urged the group to press on.
Yet, the forest's grip on their minds and senses tightened. Yumi, in particular, felt a strange connection to the haunting forces that seemed to lurk behind every tree. Inexplicable visions of tragedy and despair flashed before her eyes, and a sense of overwhelming dread enveloped her.
Night descended on the forest, and the hikers set up camp, their flickering campfire offering the only semblance of comfort in the oppressive darkness. It was then that Yumi encountered a spectral figure—a yūrei, her kimono tattered and her eyes empty voids.
The yūrei beckoned to Yumi, her voice a mournful echo. Unable to resist, Yumi followed the apparition into the depths of the forest, her companions unaware of her disappearance. The yūrei led her to a clearing where an ancient tree stood, its gnarled roots forming a grotesque face.
As Yumi approached the tree, she felt a malevolent presence—an ancient spirit of the forest itself. It spoke to her, revealing the tragic history of Aokigahara—the place where those who had lost hope sought refuge in death.
Yumi learned of the forest's vengeful guardian, a yūrei born of countless lost souls, whose suffering fueled its malevolence. It was the embodiment of the forest's sorrow, forever bound to torment those who ventured within.
Realizing that Yumi was now connected to the yūrei, her companions embarked on a desperate search to rescue her from the forest's clutches. With the guidance of Akira's knowledge and determination, they confronted the vengeful spirit, revealing the pain of their own pasts and the impact of their actions on the world around them.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Aokigahara in a pale light, the yūrei's malevolence waned, and its grip on Yumi loosened. With a final sigh, it dissipated into the morning mist, its haunting presence released from the forest.
Yumi was reunited with her companions, forever changed by her encounter with the malevolent spirit of Aokigahara. The forest's ominous reputation remained, a reminder of the darkness that could consume those who dared to venture too close to its heart.
"The Shadow in the Forest" served as a chilling testament to the mysteries of Aokigahara, where the past and the present intertwined, and the boundaries between life and death blurred beneath the ancient canopy.
End of Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
In a remote village nestled among mist-covered mountains, a centuries-old inn held a sinister secret. When a weary traveler seeks refuge within its ancient walls, she becomes entangled in a web of supernatural mysteries that threaten to consume her soul.
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
The village of Okuyama was a hidden gem, nestled among towering peaks and blanketed in mist. Within this secluded haven stood the Yurei Inn, a centuries-old establishment steeped in history and whispered legends. Its age-old charm masked a sinister truth—a haunting presence that had plagued the inn for generations.
Amidst a dense fog, a lone traveler named Rei arrived in Okuyama, weary and seeking shelter from the elements. The Yurei Inn, with its rustic charm and flickering lanterns, seemed like the perfect refuge. Little did Rei know that her stay at the inn would unravel the mysteries hidden within its ancient walls.
Upon her arrival, Rei was greeted by the inn's elderly proprietress, Eiko, a woman whose weathered features and deep knowledge of the village's history hinted at a deeper connection to the inn's haunting past.
As Rei settled into her room, the oppressive atmosphere within the inn became palpable. Shadows seemed to dance in the corners of her vision, and strange, ghostly whispers echoed in the corridors. Unbeknownst to her, Rei had become a pawn in a centuries-old battle between the inn and the vengeful spirits that resided within.
In the dead of night, Rei awoke to a chilling presence at her bedside—an ethereal yurei, her white burial kimono flowing like a spectral river. The vengeful spirit's eyes held an insatiable hunger, and she reached out to Rei, her fingers icy and skeletal.
Rei's nights became torment as she encountered more yurei within the inn, each with their own tragic stories of betrayal, injustice, and unfulfilled desires. The spirits sought vengeance, and Rei's presence within the inn had awakened their malevolence.
Desperate to uncover the inn's secrets and free herself from the spirits' relentless pursuit, Rei sought the guidance of Eiko. The elderly proprietress revealed the tragic history of the inn—an establishment built on the suffering of countless souls who had met their demise within its walls.
Eiko's own family had been entangled in the inn's dark legacy, and she bore the weight of their deeds. Together, Rei and Eiko embarked on a journey to confront the yurei and offer them redemption, hoping to break the cycle of suffering that had plagued the inn for centuries.
In a harrowing confrontation with the vengeful spirits, Rei and Eiko unveiled the truth behind the inn's cursed history and acknowledged the pain of the souls that had been wronged. With heartfelt apologies and rituals of atonement, they sought to release the spirits from their torment.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Okuyama in a golden light, the yurei's spectral forms dissolved into the ether, their eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and gratitude. The Yurei Inn, once a place of darkness, now held the promise of redemption.
Rei departed from Okuyama, forever marked by her encounter with the supernatural. The Yurei Inn, now cleansed of its malevolent spirits, stood as a testament to the power of reconciliation and the hope of breaking the chains of the past.
"The Haunting of the Yurei Inn" became a cautionary tale among villagers, a reminder that the sins of the past could be confronted and forgiven, even in the face of vengeful spirits.
End of Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
In the heart of Kyoto, where tradition and modernity intertwined, a family heirloom, an ancient kimono, carried a chilling curse that had plagued generations. A woman must delve into her family's history to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it before it consumes her and her loved ones.
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
Kyoto, the city of a thousand temples, was a place where time seemed to stand still. Among the historic districts, the Nakamura family had passed down a treasured heirloom for generations—an exquisite silk kimono adorned with intricate embroidery, a relic of a bygone era.
The kimono had always been a source of fascination and reverence within the Nakamura family. It was said to be imbued with mystical powers, protecting its wearer from harm and misfortune. But beneath its ornate beauty lay a dark secret—a curse that had haunted the family for centuries.
Emi, the youngest of the Nakamura family, had grown up hearing stories of the kimono's mystical properties and the curse that clung to it. When her grandmother passed away, leaving the kimono in her care, Emi became the latest custodian of this fabled garment.
As the years passed, strange occurrences began to plague Emi and her family. The kimono seemed to have a malevolent presence, causing nightmares, unexplained accidents, and a growing sense of dread. Emi's husband, Toshiro, and their young daughter, Yuki, bore the brunt of the curse's effects.
Desperate to protect her loved ones, Emi embarked on a quest to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it. She delved into her family's history, poring over ancient scrolls and consulting with local priests and scholars.
Through her research, Emi learned of a tragic love story that had been concealed for generations—a forbidden romance between a Nakamura ancestor and a woman from a rival clan. The lovers had been torn apart by a vengeful spirit, and their love had been sealed within the cursed kimono.
With newfound determination, Emi sought out the help of a renowned exorcist, who revealed that the curse could only be broken by reconciling the spirits of the star-crossed lovers and offering them a chance at eternal peace.
Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki embarked on a journey to the ancestral shrine of the Nakamura family, where they conducted a solemn ritual to appease the vengeful spirits. As they offered their prayers and made heartfelt apologies on behalf of their ancestors, a profound sense of forgiveness washed over them.
In a climactic moment, the cursed kimono transformed, its once malevolent aura dissipating into the ether. The spirits of the star-crossed lovers, now free from their torment, appeared before Emi and her family, their eyes filled with gratitude.
As the cherry blossoms rained down upon Kyoto, Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki returned home with a newfound sense of peace and closure. The kimono, no longer cursed, became a symbol of their family's resilience and the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Curse of the Haunted Kimono" served as a reminder that the sins of the past could be atoned for and that the bonds of love and family could transcend even the darkest of curses.
End of Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
In a quiet suburban neighborhood, an antique mirror with a sinister past found its way into the home of a young couple. As they unwittingly unleashed the malevolent spirit trapped within, they must confront the mirror's dark history to save themselves and their family.
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
In a serene suburban neighborhood, where cherry blossoms bloomed with each passing spring, lived a young couple, Hiroshi and Aiko, who were enamored with the charm of their new home. They had recently moved into a quaint, old-fashioned house that came with a peculiar antique mirror.
The mirror was ornate and beautiful, its frame adorned with delicate carvings of cherry blossoms. It had been left behind by the previous owner, a recluse who had passed away under mysterious circumstances. Little did Hiroshi and Aiko know that this mirror carried a malevolent secret.
As they settled into their new home, strange occurrences began to unfold. Reflections in the mirror seemed to distort, showing glimpses of eerie, shadowy figures lurking in the background. At night, whispers filled the room as if unseen voices murmured from within the glass.
Aiko, with her fascination for the occult, was the first to sense the mirror's sinister aura. She delved into research, uncovering tales of a cursed mirror that had plagued the previous owner's family for generations.
The mirror had once belonged to a vengeful spirit, a yūrei who had perished in despair. Its malevolence was bound to the glass, and those who possessed it were tormented by the spirit's relentless anger and sorrow.
Desperate to free themselves from the mirror's curse, Hiroshi and Aiko sought the guidance of a spiritual medium. Through a series of rituals and séances, they made contact with the vengeful spirit trapped within the mirror.
The spirit's story unfolded like a tragic drama—the yūrei had been a young woman in love with a man from a rival clan. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they had both met a grisly end. Her spirit had been bound to the mirror as punishment for her defiance of societal norms.
With the medium's help, Hiroshi and Aiko offered prayers and apologies on behalf of the mirror's original owner, seeking forgiveness for the wrongs committed against the vengeful spirit. They vowed to help the spirit find peace and redemption.
In a chilling climax, they conducted a final ritual, allowing the yūrei to pass on and find the solace she had been denied for centuries. As they gazed into the mirror one last time, they saw the spirit's reflection fade into the distance, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and farewell.
The mirror, now cleansed of its malevolence, became a symbol of hope and renewal for Hiroshi and Aiko. Their family flourished, and the cherry blossoms in their garden bloomed with newfound vibrancy, a testament to the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Mirror's Malevolence" served as a chilling reminder that even the most innocuous objects could carry dark secrets, and that confronting the past and seeking redemption could break the bonds of even the most malevolent curses.
End of Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
In a remote mountain village, isolated from the modern world, a historic bridge served as a link between the living and the dead. When a group of travelers crossed its ancient planks, they would discover the chilling truth behind the bridge's supernatural origins.
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
Deep within the heart of the Japanese mountains, nestled among ancient forests and shrouded in mist, lay the village of Yamanokawa. It was a place where tradition and superstition still held sway, and the bridge that spanned the river was both a lifeline and a gateway to the unknown.
A group of adventurous travelers, drawn by the allure of Yamanokawa's untouched beauty, embarked on a journey to explore the village's remote reaches. Among them were Kaito, a historian with an insatiable curiosity, and Mia, a photographer who sought to capture the essence of this secluded world.
The village's centerpiece was the Akane Bridge, a weathered structure made of ancient wood and adorned with centuries-old lanterns. Its planks creaked with the weight of history, and the river below whispered tales of lives long gone.
As the travelers ventured deeper into Yamanokawa, they discovered that the villagers held a profound reverence for the bridge. It was said to be a link between the living and the dead, a place where offerings were made to appease the spirits that dwelled in the surrounding forest.
As night descended, the travelers set up camp near the Akane Bridge, its lanterns casting an eerie, flickering glow on the river's surface. It was then that they heard the sound—a mournful melody that seemed to emanate from the bridge itself.
Mia, driven by curiosity, followed the haunting tune to the bridge's edge. There, bathed in an otherworldly light, she saw a figure—a woman in a white kimono, her long hair flowing like an ebony waterfall.
The woman, whose name was Hikari, revealed herself to be a yūrei, a spirit bound to the Akane Bridge for centuries. She had once been a young bride whose love had been torn apart by a tragic accident on her wedding day. Her spirit was eternally linked to the bridge, where she waited for her beloved to return.
Kaito, the historian, delved into the village's archives and uncovered the tragic story of Hikari's past. It was a tale of love and loss, of a bride whose life had been cut short, and a groom whose heart had been forever scarred by grief.
With newfound determination, the travelers sought to reunite the spirits of Hikari and her beloved. They embarked on a journey deep into the forest, following a path laden with offerings and prayers.
At the heart of the forest, they discovered an ancient shrine dedicated to love and reconciliation. There, in a poignant ceremony, they offered heartfelt prayers and apologies on behalf of the villagers and the groom who had never returned.
As the first light of dawn broke over Yamanokawa, a sense of serenity washed over the Akane Bridge. Hikari's spectral form dissolved into the river's mist, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and gratitude.
The travelers departed from Yamanokawa, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. The Akane Bridge, now freed from its haunting past, stood as a testament to the enduring power of love and the hope of reuniting even in the afterlife.
"The Bridge to the Beyond" became a legend whispered among villagers, a reminder that some bonds could transcend time and that the spirit of love endured even in the face of eternity.
End of Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"

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