Hi all,
I am seeking some advice on how I can convince my mom to let me live with my boyfriend. For some context, we have been dating for just less of a year. Originally, we had planned to move in together about a year later but due to some unforeseen circumstances, his roommate will be moving out pretty soon so we figured that instead of him having to find a new roommate, I could move in instead.
We did talk in depth about this a lot to make sure it would work for both of us. I would be saving on rent, since currently I live alone. It would help me cut back on gas money as well since we live about 2 hours apart and we constantly drive back and forth each week to see each other.
I've tried to address some of the concerns I know that she will have. We are both studying at the moment, so we won't distract each other while we are in university. It's been the same situation where we are with each other pretty often anyways, so I don't see how living together would impact our studies. Since his apartment has two bedrooms, if we argued or needed our own space we would still be able to separate from each other to different rooms. We have lived with each other for around 2 months already (one month during winter break and one month during summer break, when we were done our exams and waiting for the second semester) so we already have a good grasp on each other's living habits and such.
When I brought this up with her, she got really angry and threatened to disown me as a daughter. I do admit that she helps me a lot financially - she pays for half of my rent, but I take care of my own living expenses and my tuition (I'm on a scholarship) since I work part-time. I know she is worried about me and is very overprotective, as I am her only daughter. She thinks that I am rushing into things and I'm stupid in love, and while I admit that I really do want to move in with him, I have also thought about this rationally. Additionally, I am aware I am an adult and can make my own decisions, but I do really respect my mother's opinion and I can't with a good conscience insist on moving in with him if she so strongly disapproves/rejects.
What else should I address to convince her that this is a good idea? Is she in the right? I'm sorry if I'm missing any details. Any advice or thoughts are appreciated. Thank you for much!
TL;DR: Mom doesn't want me to move in with my boyfriend. What can I say to convince her? Help!!

Hi!! Time to throw my hat into the ring. I have been fortunate enough to make some truly meaningful friendships online. I figured hey, if I could find them, why not look for a relationship this way too?
What I'm looking for:
End goal? A life partner, in every sense of the word. That person who will be there for you no matter what, and you for them. Someone who I can make hot cocoa for and spend all night with, huddled under blankets on the sofa watching movies and talking about life. :)
But of course, it takes time to foster a relationship that is at that point. I like to pace myself when getting to know someone for that very reason. I want to be sure that I can give my whole self to a person, you know? That is some vulnerable stuff. So to start, it'd probably just be chatting online before graduating to more and more stuff slowly.
Anyway, that’s the preamble. Now into a bit about me, I guess. I’m 26, as mentioned in the title. I’m from the northeast of the US. I love having deep conversations about life/philosophy/relationships, but also really enjoy video games, film, novels, comics, etc.
Before I go any farther, I might as well start with the "fundamentals" so I don't waste your time/vice-versa.
The fundamentals:

• Physically? I’m 6’2. Short brown hair, blue eyes, paaaaasty white.
  
• I’m from a Hispanic background. Still learning the language though. That’s been really fun and challenging.
  
• Career Goals: Currently 1 year left in undergrad. (Yeah, at 26… long story short, health issues are stupid. Happy to share if you want). I’m pretty driven and take school seriously. I'm approaching my future career with the same level of ambition and drive. I’m likely headed out to California/LA after I get my degree, just so you're aware. I’m looking for something serious that’d eventually be in person, so if that locale doesn’t work, we probably aren’t a match—but I wish you the best! :)
  
• I do envision having kids when I can feasibly financially support them and am in a healthy relationship.
  
• I lean liberal on the social and political spectrums, but I'm not staunchly liberal. It's not a major part of my identity, but I know it can be important to people, so I'm just putting it out there.
  
• I do believe in God. I was raised Catholic, but I'm still figuring “belief” out. Though I don't ascribe to everything in Catholicism anymore, it's still a part of my background and of who I am. If you’re from a different or no faith background, that’s totally fine, but I don't think I'd be compatible with someone who is an atheist. If that's you, no worries, everyone has their own path, and I wish you the best. :)
  
• I don't do drugs or smoke. I'm okay if you're 420-friendly as long as it's in moderation. I do drink, but very rarely and mildly.
  
• Ideally, you'd be located in the US/Canada, but if you feel that we'd really jive and you're located elsewhere, feel free to reach out anyway. :)
  
• Looking for someone plus or minus ~4 years in age from me.
  

Random interests:

• Long drives by the sea or through the countryside
  
• Dogs. I have 2 little white floofs. Pets in general are awesome too. :)
  
• Classic movies (and film in general). These are my bread and butter.
  
• Anime - Not super well-versed, but I’m in love with Studio Ghibli and Your Name. I’ve sampled a lot of other stuff too.
  
• Star Wars... maybe a little too much.
  
• Video games - low-key games like Stardew Valley or The Sims but also stuff like Overwatch, Battlefront II, and some MMOs
  
• And more! (If you wanna get to know me)
  

If you read all this, thank you. I know I can tend to ramble, but I hope this gives you a good sense of me. Figured I’d put it all out there. Honesty begets honesty.
If you‘re interested, feel free to message me. If we hit it off, we can either switch to my real Reddit account or another platform like Discord. Just as a warning though, I don't have any social media outside of that.
If you’re not interested, no worries. Either way, I wish you the absolute best on this journey that is life. :)

Each tribe of course has its strengths and weaknesses but recently I feel that the balance of power has just been shifted a bit much in one direction so I figured why don't we talk about it and what we think is the problem and what should be changed. First I want to address what I think are some of the biggest problems cards right now and how they could be fixed and get your thoughts on if they should be messed with.
To start with I think most of us can agree pokey is a big problem allowing quilboars to scale quickly and consistently somthing they have never been able to do to this level before. My solutions are actually pretty simple you can change when he triggers his effect or how often it triggers. It could be changed so that it triggers at the start of the turn for two reasons 1 it means the turn you pick him up he doesn't provide you with any extra tempo by making you gems stay smaller for an extra turn and as such giving people an extra turn to beat you down and maybe knock you out and two it stops the interaction with enchantress so the scaling can get out of hand as easily. Then theirs option two in my eyes and that's making him trigger at the end of the turn still but make it so it's once every other turn so your scaling is again dramatically tone down. Think I will break this into parts and responses or maybe a video.

Hi!! Time to throw my hat into the ring. I have been fortunate enough to make some truly meaningful friendships online. I figured hey, if I could find them, why not look for a relationship this way too?
What I'm looking for:
End goal? A life partner, in every sense of the word. That person who will be there for you no matter what, and you for them. Someone who I can make hot cocoa for and spend all night with, huddled under blankets on the sofa watching movies and talking about life. :)
But of course, it takes time to foster a relationship that is at that point. I like to pace myself when getting to know someone for that very reason. I want to be sure that I can give my whole self to a person, you know? That is some vulnerable stuff. So to start, it'd probably just be chatting online before graduating to more and more stuff slowly.
Anyway, that’s the preamble. Now into a bit about me, I guess. I’m 26, as mentioned in the title. I’m from the northeast of the US. I love having deep conversations about life/philosophy/relationships, but also really enjoy video games, film, novels, comics, etc.
Before I go any farther, I might as well start with the "fundamentals" so I don't waste your time/vice-versa.
The fundamentals:

• Physically? I’m 6’2. Short brown hair, blue eyes, paaaaasty white.
  
• I’m from a Hispanic background. Still learning the language though. That’s been really fun and challenging.
  
• Career Goals: Currently 1 year left in undergrad. (Yeah, at 26… long story short, health issues are stupid. Happy to share if you want). I’m pretty driven and take school seriously. I'm approaching my future career with the same level of ambition and drive. I’m likely headed out to California/LA after I get my degree, just so you're aware. I’m looking for something serious that’d eventually be in person, so if that locale doesn’t work, we probably aren’t a match—but I wish you the best! :)
  
• I do envision having kids when I can feasibly financially support them and am in a healthy relationship.
  
• I lean liberal on the social and political spectrums, but I'm not staunchly liberal. It's not a major part of my identity, but I know it can be important to people, so I'm just putting it out there.
  
• I do believe in God. I was raised Catholic, but I'm still figuring “belief” out. Though I don't ascribe to everything in Catholicism anymore, it's still a part of my background and of who I am. If you’re from a different or no faith background, that’s totally fine, but I don't think I'd be compatible with someone who is an atheist. If that's you, no worries, everyone has their own path, and I wish you the best. :)
  
• I don't do drugs or smoke. I'm okay if you're 420-friendly as long as it's in moderation. I do drink, but very rarely and mildly.
  
• Ideally, you'd be located in the US/Canada, but if you feel that we'd really jive and you're located elsewhere, feel free to reach out anyway. :)
  
• Looking for someone plus or minus ~4 years in age from me.
  

Random interests:

• Long drives by the sea or through the countryside
  
• Dogs. I have 2 little white floofs. Pets in general are awesome too. :)
  
• Classic movies (and film in general). These are my bread and butter.
  
• Anime - Not super well-versed, but I’m in love with Studio Ghibli and Your Name. I’ve sampled a lot of other stuff too.
  
• Star Wars... maybe a little too much.
  
• Video games - low-key games like Stardew Valley or The Sims but also stuff like Overwatch, Battlefront II, and some MMOs
  
• And more! (If you wanna get to know me)
  

If you read all this, thank you. I know I can tend to ramble, but I hope this gives you a good sense of me. Figured I’d put it all out there. Honesty begets honesty.
If you‘re interested, feel free to message me. If we hit it off, we can either switch to my real Reddit account or another platform like Discord. Just as a warning though, I don't have any social media outside of that.
If you’re not interested, no worries. Either way, I wish you the absolute best on this journey that is life. :)

What do you do when you fall into deep depression? Please excuse my profanity. I am I am not a curser, but I have been cursed at so much. Please just excuse me and let me have a villain arc for once. I should talk about my sister and put it somewhere because she got me mentally f***** up, and I'm not even going to let her disrespect and maltreatment slide. Lets call my abuser a random name, Jenny.
I was extremely patient with her and calm in the face of her actions and tantrums, while I should've released my lingering hatred and frustration towards her since she never cared about me and how I felt, and I'm genuinely wronged and hurt by her. I hope that she's suffering worse from depression than I am because the amount of gaslighting, bullying, abuse, and things that she does has gone away without any repercussions from people.
After all, her girlfriend at the moment doesn't know about her insanity, lack of integrity, and complete dishonesty. She's a sociopathic narcissist who enables her girlfriend to do things to get their way, and they team up against me, which is just... im only 14 years old, and she accused me of being a psychopath who wants to murder her dog WHEN I LOVE ANIMALS SO HOW COULD SHE SAY THAT. She said that to her girlfriend, mom, and dad, and probably more lies about me because she's never been rooting for me, always praying for my downfall. SHE'S SAYING TO PEOPLE THAT I'M FAKING MY (actual) KINDNESS. I hate her. It isn't fair that she lies and throws allegations against me. I think she wants to convince me I'm a psychopath to turn me into one, and she picks on me because I'm such a nice person and that makes me an easy target, but being nice and sweet is who I am. So I'm, since quarantine processing why must she be such a jerk to me, and I struggle to find a positive answer. She's just evil, and I've always known she's satanic on every level of her vibration, a literal demonic witch but also a stupid person who doesn't know it. I swear on my entire life, on every soul on this planet, that the things she does and lies about are mere reflections of her, or at least they come from her delusional mind. I tried to be kind and empathetic, and where does that get me? I get gaslighted, play her games, and get more challenging to manipulate for her. She's a monster, and that's what she calls me. She's a crazy person that should be institutionalized, even though she says that to me. She should go fuck herself, even though that's the language she used to me. She deserves nothing good from life. She keeps being a bully and a pathological liar. She accuses me of everything I didn't do when I have the absolute facts about the shitty things she did to me all my life, and that could be it: the key reason why she does all this still is to break my spirit so I'll never expose her. I have people, witnesses, and alibis. She's so scared of me. She plotted all out of fear, so petrified that I would disclose this information to the public or the police and ruin her reputation, which I didn't have to do because she makes me sad, makes mom sad, makes dad sad, makes my family sad, makes grandpa sad, makes co-tenants sad, makes her ex sad, makes her friends sad, and doesn't care. She can study what being a decent person is and understand that much, but she can never put it into practice, which weirds me out because she's just going to learn to be surface good and do evil, and that's why nice people like me get a bad reputation. I'm like the police and enforcers trying to make justice, but she's immature, a manchild, craving undeserving praise, love, attention, and admiration. Let's talk about our history to give you an idea of the ongoing issues I must deal with. We were both raised in poverty in the most ghetto part of Brooklyn in an immigrant family: me, my soon-to-be-born younger brother by one year, my grandparents, and three cousins, their parents from my dad's side, mom and dad, and Jenny. When I was still in Brooklyn, in pre-K, I was four years old, and that made her eleven years old. Her jealousy for how I pulled everyone's attention put me in this dangerous situation. Sociopaths are born that way, and there's no cure. My sister walks around with this mental disorder covertly, kept away from our parents. Part of being a parent is raising children and tending to them, and I believe my sister didn't have a compatible parenting style that suits the sociopathic narcissist. I used to be belittled, which is very normal for siblings. I used to get called names to feel worthless and inferior to her by comparison. I used to have bad insecurities about myself, internalizing being a loser from age four onwards. I'm happy and proud now. I used to get controlled so badly that she forced me to do things no one should ever do, like at my age of pre-K, when she took me to the backrooms to watch pornography and get me to "do that" with someone else, and unfortunately, my six-year-old cousin and I had no power to stop her. I told her I didn't want to do it, and I ran downstairs for her to pull me back up and lock the doors in our mom's room. I cried and said I needed to pee badly. She said, "No, pee in this Cola cup," and made my cousin drink out of it for refusing to lick my penis. I didn't understand it then, but it was insensitive and inhumane. It was odd, and like, "How could she?" Later on, after negative tension between my uncle and my dad over Jenny, my family departed from them and moved into a new home in Kindergarten, which wasn't fair because Dad and Mom just failed to take accountability and make things right. Jenny was almost impossible to fix; she had stagnated, and I know she was born that way, cruel and twisted with a soft face of blissful expression. Depression and being mean are so unnecessary. Life could have been gold; we didn't have to endure that. I have no one to tell this to, and I'm lonely. I have no use for the trauma that I still carry. I remember as a kid, now all alone besides my younger brother, who wasn't in harm's way. I mostly stayed in my shared room with my brother, usually playing video games past bedtime, and it was fun. Life was honestly great because of my brother and my cousin. They were always pure, sweet angels like I am and made up for my childhood. Oh, the sweet memories. I feel like I aged faster than them because of Jenny, but the memories I hold close were exactly the reasons behind living life. I can never imagine how someone could be so inhumane, disgusting, and unremorseful and get away with this by having keen communication. SHE KEEPS PUSHING ME AROUND, AND SHE SAYS THE MOST EXTREME THINGS TO ME AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO COMMUNICATE IT. She's controlling and lashes out like a Karen, but it's way worse because people believe her and want to side with her. One time, she spoke a lot of shit about Dad and threw allegations, made up stories like us having a half-brother and Dad being a cheater, and I bought into it because she's the sociopath, and you know how they are: convincing. And then, it was my turn. She did triangulation about me, and then I realized, well, okay, what the actual f*ckk. At the same time, lets process this, rationalize everything and pin down her motivation. She talks poorly about other people to shift the conversation from her shortcomings and also to make her feel less guilty about abusing all of us. She deleted my Instagram account. We would argue about everything and disagree over the slightest thing because she gets insulted and triggered by the tiniest, made-up, and irrelevant things. She makes me get her followers through an app and clean the dishes at 6-7 so she could sit there like an enslaver. You know what? I'm over her. I'm over this. I don't care if she's still on about me "getting back at her," this isn't where I want to invest any time and energy, but this is war. She started it, and I came in peace. Is there anything I can do? She decided to make me an enemy; she decided that rather than fix herself and help ease her delusional anxiety and be a good person, she chose death threats and violence and more gaslighting, denying, and deflecting. Life is not fair ;-; i used to look so cute but the trauma is morphing me, and i dont like it when people call me out for the way i look or disrespect me and i tried to get help through therapy but they are not good enough. I tell my friends but they're so young anf inexperienced that they (like my therapists) give the weakest advice and support. I feel SO SO SO ALONE IN THIS, LIKE I JUST WENT THROUGH SOMETHING NOBODY EVER DID.

I used to be part of a close-knit friendship group from high school. Last year, we had a major argument. One of the girls confided in us about her friend making out with a guy from our school, and in a drunken moment, I mentioned it to the guy. I apologized for my mistake, but my friends doubted my sincerity and demanded I lie to cover it up, which I couldn't do. The situation escalated, and I felt invalidated and isolated. Despite advice to cut them off, I could only I distsnce myself instead.
It's been over six months, and I miss the group dynamic. I've made new friends but haven't found a similar group. Recently, I reached out to the l girl who told the secret about her friend, hoping to rekindle our friendship. Instead of a yes or no, she asked for an explanation about the incident. While I understand her need for clarity, revisiting the incident is exhausting and painful for me. We already spoke about it many times and I’ve already apologised last year.
I hoped she missed me too and wanted to give our friendship another try like we have over 10 + years of friendship and memories, but now it feels like I'm begging for her to take me back. What should I do? Am I being unreasonable? I reached out so I must respond to all questions. I don’t even know or think I’m ready to speak to the other girls in the group.

I'm 31 (W) my boyfriend is 33. Long distance relationship for the last 10 months, we live in different countries and speak different languages. We have a language barrier, I don’t speak English well and we often don’t understand each other, but at this stage I’m learning the language, although it’s quite difficult for me. He is also learning my native language, but I know that the main responsibility lies with me. At the very beginning of the relationship, we discussed that we both took this seriously, that my partner was looking for a partner to start a family, and I indicated that I was ready to devote myself to a family, since I want children and marriage. In the past, I had an unsuccessful marriage experience, and although there was no abuse, there was no love, sex or happiness between us either. My parents have been married for more than 32 years and I would like to create a strong family full of love.
So, my current boyfriend and I had meetings 2 times, the first time in his country, and the other time we flew together to another country. Both meetings did not go very positively, because we both managed to play dirty tricks on each other and frayed our nerves. I know that quarrels are an inevitable part of any relationship, even over small things, but still, for my partner this is a more significant counter-argument in the context of the relationship. At the same time, I remember many positive and kind moments between us and I felt calm and good around him. I would like to know that he thinks the same about me, but I'm not sure about it. When I visited him on my first trip, I met his relatives and a couple of friends. I would like him to also meet my family and friends, but he does not want to fly to my country because of the difficult political situation. In any case, I also think that the reason is also that he is uncomfortable with me and he does not have enough confidence in our relationship to come to me. In any case, I am happy with him despite all the difficulties that we have, including the language barrier, but I have a feeling that we will soon come to a dead end in our relationship... And not because he cannot come, but because there is there is a possibility that I may not get a visa to his country for my next visit, and also my knowledge is not enough to pass the English language exam at level B2. My partner believes that we should live together for one year before marriage, and for this I must obtain a student visa... However, I am afraid that I will not be at this level of knowledge in a year... Wait for each other a few more years at a distance, I don’t think that he will be ready, and I, as a woman, am torn between the responsibilities of my main job, education, sports, banal household chores, and sometimes I want to relax and meet with friends... After our last trip together, all the people around me asked me questions about when my boyfriend would come to me, and I didn’t know what to answer... It’s very sad and puts pressure on me. In addition, my mother constantly questions the very fact of having such a relationship, instills in me uncertainty that I am wasting time and will not be needed by my partner, since he will probably be disappointed in me in the near future, tells me that I should find a man in his country and give birth to a child as soon as possible... This is a terrible pressure that I struggle with almost every time I talk to her. My brother supports me, my father does not react and remains neutral...
I’m afraid that in a year our relationship will simply end. Or even earlier... Simply because long-distance relationships are difficult to endure, no matter how well you communicate and no matter how much you love each other. And the fact that I can cope with passing this exam to obtain a student visa, to be honest, now looks surreal... And there is simply no other way for my partner. My partner is a good person and deserves happiness, deserves love... I would like him to be where he feels good, where he is needed and with those people who will give him peace and joy...
So what do you say, I’m pushing the situation too hard and I’m wrong?... Or maybe I’m too lazy and really putting in too little effort? Is my desire for my partner to meet my relatives strange?

Hi all,
I am seeking some advice on how I can convince my mom to let me live with my boyfriend. For some context, we have been dating for just less of a year. Originally, we had planned to move in together about a year later but due to some unforeseen circumstances, his roommate will be moving out pretty soon so we figured that instead of him having to find a new roommate, I could move in instead.
We did talk in depth about this a lot to make sure it would work for both of us. I would be saving on rent, since currently I live alone. It would help me cut back on gas money as well since we live about 2 hours apart and we constantly drive back and forth each week to see each other.
I've tried to address some of the concerns I know that she will have. We are both studying at the moment, so we won't distract each other while we are in university. It's been the same situation where we are with each other pretty often anyways, so I don't see how living together would impact our studies. Since his apartment has two bedrooms, if we argued or needed our own space we would still be able to separate from each other to different rooms. We have lived with each other for around 2 months already (one month during winter break and one month during summer break, when we were done our exams and waiting for the second semester) so we already have a good grasp on each other's living habits and such.
When I brought this up with her, she got really angry and threatened to disown me as a daughter. I do admit that she helps me a lot financially - she pays for half of my rent, but I take care of my own living expenses and my tuition (I'm on a scholarship) since I work part-time. I know she is worried about me and is very overprotective, as I am her only daughter. She thinks that I am rushing into things and I'm stupid in love, and while I admit that I really do want to move in with him, I have also thought about this rationally. Additionally, I am aware I am an adult and can make my own decisions, but I do really respect my mother's opinion and I can't with a good conscience insist on moving in with him if she so strongly disapproves/rejects.
What else should I address to convince her that this is a good idea? I'm sorry if I'm missing any details. Any advice or thoughts are appreciated. Thank you for much!

Hey folks,
I've recently bought a new ND. All's really awesome, except for the issue in the title.
I know I'm doing something wrong, but trying to figure out what. I think the problems comes from rolling with the clutch just partially engaged when I start the car from standstill. Here's what I'd describe I'm doing:

1. clutch pedal all the way down, car in neutral.
   
2. I place it in 1st gear
   
3. start pressing the gas pedal as I start to release the clutch
   
4. at the point when the clutch actually starts engaging, but is not fully so, the car starts to actually roll. at this point, I feel I need to release the clutch pedal a bit slower and stay in this partially engaged clutch state for maybe a second? while the car gains a bit of momentum. I then continue releasing the clutch all the way.
   
5. for gas, I don't give it too much and I follow a bit the same pattern - I start by giving it a bit and then, when the clutch is partially engaged, I kinda freeze in that position for about a second or so. After the car is rolling a bit and has some momentum, I give it more gas as the shift has completed.
   

I'd say the entire process lasts between 2-3 seconds, so it's not like a long time. I have no issues when shifting in other gears, after I get ridd of trafic the smell of burnt goes away.
Can somebody spot what I'm doing wrong from my poor description I've just given you?
thanks!

I Started flirting/pursuing a girl that I ended up falling in love in love with. In the beginning, she was already in a relationship but we still flirted, shortly after, our first kiss was the SAME day they broke up. Just got deeper from there…I knew it was wrong the moment I found out she was in a relationship. I knew it was a time she needed to reflect and be vulnerable on her own. Plus she was giving me red flags along the way but ofc I ignored. Things got deeper, she moved across the country but we still continued to deepen our connection and essentially did long distance. We never put a label on it, although we were on the same page of taking it slow and eventually make it official. Or at least I thought we were on the same page. 8 months later it bit me in the ass, she broke up with me, saying she needed to be alone. And couldn’t do it anymore. Then I recently find out that what we had was never even real, she never loved me like she said she did. Her words “She was vulnerable at the time and sometimes what we feel isn’t exactly it” Everything I felt and expressed was one sided. As much as I want to hate her I can’t. I put myself in this situation knowing better but I just followed my wants and not intuition…it’s so hard to take accountability when the girl i genuinely loved/saw a future with never loved me back. She did a fantastic job making me believe with words AND actions. And this is the scariest part for me…I only believe actions, not word. Now I pray to god everyday that he keeps my heart pure and I don’t take hurt and doubt into my next shot at love.
(Side note: Last girl I dated, broke up with me saying the same thing “I need to be alone” but It was a cycle of coming/going and for the past couple years I’ve been driving myself kinda crazy trying to figure out why I attract girls who end up leaving after letting things get so deep…I deserve stability/consistency.)

How can I (21F) convince my mom to let me move in with my boyfriend (23M)?
Hi all,
I am seeking some advice on how I can convince my mom to let me live with my boyfriend. For some context, we have been dating for just less of a year. Originally, we had planned to move in together about a year later but due to some unforeseen circumstances, his roommate will be moving out pretty soon so we figured that instead of him having to find a new roommate, I could move in instead.
We did talk in depth about this a lot to make sure it would work for both of us. I would be saving on rent, since currently I live alone. It would help me cut back on gas money as well since we live about 2 hours apart and we constantly drive back and forth each week to see each other.
I've tried to address some of the concerns I know that she will have. We are both studying at the moment, so we won't distract each other while we are in university. It's been the same situation where we are with each other pretty often anyways, so I don't see how living together would impact our studies. Since his apartment has two bedrooms, if we argued or needed our own space we would still be able to separate from each other to different rooms. We have lived with each other for around 2 months already (one month during winter break and one month during summer break, when we were done our exams and waiting for the second semester) so we already have a good grasp on each other's living habits and such.
When I brought this up with her, she got really angry and threatened to disown me as a daughter. I do admit that she helps me a lot financially - she pays for half of my rent, but I take care of my own living expenses and my tuition (I'm on a scholarship) since I work part-time. I know she is worried about me and is very overprotective, as I am her only daughter. She thinks that I am rushing into things and I'm stupid in love, and while I admit that I really do want to move in with him, I have also thought about this rationally. Additionally, I am aware I am an adult and can make my own decisions, but I do really respect my mother's opinion and I can't with a good conscience insist on moving in with him if she so strongly disapproves/rejects.
What else should I address to convince her that this is a good idea? Is she in the right? I'm sorry if I'm missing any details. Any advice or thoughts are appreciated. Thank you for much!

Hi all,
I am seeking some advice on how I can convince my mom to let me live with my boyfriend. For some context, we have been dating for just less of a year. Originally, we had planned to move in together about a year later but due to some unforeseen circumstances, his roommate will be moving out pretty soon so we figured that instead of him having to find a new roommate, I could move in instead.
We did talk in depth about this a lot to make sure it would work for both of us. I would be saving on rent, since currently I live alone. It would help me cut back on gas money as well since we live about 2 hours apart and we constantly drive back and forth each week to see each other.
I've tried to address some of the concerns I know that she will have. We are both studying at the moment, so we won't distract each other while we are in university. It's been the same situation where we are with each other pretty often anyways, so I don't see how living together would impact our studies. Since his apartment has two bedrooms, if we argued or needed our own space we would still be able to separate from each other to different rooms. We have lived with each other for around 2 months already (one month during winter break and one month during summer break, when we were done our exams and waiting for the second semester) so we already have a good grasp on each other's living habits and such.
When I brought this up with her, she got really angry and threatened to disown me as a daughter. I do admit that she helps me a lot financially - she pays for half of my rent, but I take care of my own living expenses and my tuition (I'm on a scholarship) since I work part-time. I know she is worried about me and is very overprotective, as I am her only daughter. She thinks that I am rushing into things and I'm stupid in love, and while I admit that I really do want to move in with him, I have also thought about this rationally. Additionally, I am aware I am an adult and can make my own decisions, but I do really respect my mother's opinion and I can't with a good conscience insist on moving in with him if she so strongly disapproves/rejects.
What else should I address to convince her that this is a good idea? Is she in the right? I'm sorry if I'm missing any details. Any advice or thoughts are appreciated. Thank you for much!

Just spotted the house on the right up for sale, they have done what I have been thinking about, and opened up the kitchen into the living room.
It's probably a little early to go to quote (and it's notoriously difficult to get anyone round anyway). But very keen to hear if anyone has done similar or could give ideas on costs.
Info South east location No gas to relocate, only sink and a few plugs. Excluding cost of kitchen, as would likely do most of the work ourselves.

Chapter 25:
On the other side of the galaxy....
In the dimly lit chamber of Zortan Blart, a figure emerges from the shadows. The agent, cloaked in secrecy, approaches the Moafia Don with a report that hums with the electric tension of covert operations.
"Boss," the agent begins, voice a modulated whisper, "the beaurocrats have been swayed. Doubts have been seeded, their integrity questioned. They're ensnared in our narrative, believing the Convoy harbors contraband and fugitives."
Zortan Blart, a silhouette against the star-strewn viewport, nods slowly. "And the fleet?" he inquires, his voice a low rumble.
"The fleet's nature has been... embellished. Tales of their firepower exaggerated, their purpose cloaked in mystery. The officials are hesitant, fearing a Trojan horse within their midst."
A sly smile curls the lips of Zortan Blart. "Excellent. Let the Federation choke on their bureaucracy. By the time they untangle this web, the Convoy will be mine."
The agent bows, a move as calculated as the game they play. "Your will be done, Boss."
Inspector Xilthar's arrival at the Federation station was supposed to be routine. Every form had been meticulously filled, every protocol followed to the letter. Yet, as the Inquisitor docked, a flurry of red flags greeted him, each more absurd than the last.
The station's justices, known for their impartiality, were suddenly citing trivial infractions and absurd claims. A missing comma here, an outdated code there—each filed with a severity that belied their insignificance. And the accusations of sentient trafficking were outright insulting! Xilthar's brow furrowed as he sifted through the paperwork. It was unlike the Federation to behave like this.
As he delved deeper, patterns emerged. Two justices, in particular, seemed to be at the center of the bureaucratic maelstrom. Their rulings were erratic, their justifications flimsy. It didn't take long for Xilthar to uncover the truth: these justices were puppets, their strings pulled by shadowy hands.
The realization hit Xilthar like a rogue asteroid. They had an antagonist, one that lurked within the very system meant to uphold justice.
With a steely resolve, Xilthar began to hack through the red tape. If the Convoy was to continue its journey unimpeded, he would need to confront this new threat head-on. The Great Human Convoy had faced pirates and perils of the void, but now they were up against a foe that wielded bureaucracy as a weapon.
The station was abuzz with the usual commerce and chatter, but an undercurrent of unease ran through the corridors. Xilthar's discovery of the meddling was troubling enough, but the missing military escort was a glaring omission that couldn't be ignored.
The Big Ugly Stick, the Convoy's capital ship, was a fortress among the stars, its presence a reassurance to all. The Pimp Hand, with its arsenal of missiles, was a deterrent to any who dared threaten the fleet. The Attitude Adjuster, a destroyer known for its formidable firepower, and the Mama Bear, a carrier, were integral to their defense. Yet, none had arrived.
Xilthar's instincts told him this was no coincidence. The military's delay, coupled with the farcical red flags, painted a picture of a coordinated effort to undermine the Convoy. Someone was pulling strings, creating distractions, perhaps to mask a more sinister objective.
As he navigated the station's labyrinthine bureaucracy, Xilthar kept one eye on the comms, awaiting news of the escort. The Convoy was vulnerable without its guardians, and every passing moment was a moment too long.
As the chronometer approaches standard evening, Xilthar sends a secure call to Jeb, "We have an antagonist within the Federation. Be cautious."
Jeb tips his hat back, "Have I got a story for you!"
In a dimly lit cabin aboard the Hodgepodge, Jeb, sits across from the storied pirate lord with the unfortunate name of Peg Leg Polaris. Chessmaster floats nearby holding a holographic scale with a feather on one side and a heart in the other.
Jeb: "Alright, let's cut to the chase. You used to be a big shot, now you're wantin' to join up with us. Why should we even consider it?"
Pirate Lord: "Look, I ain't gonna sugarcoat it. I was the best there was, and then I wasn't. Got locked up, paid my dues. I'm here 'cause I got nothin' left to prove but to myself. I can navigate, I can lead, and I sure as hell can fight."
Jeb: "Hmm. Chessie, what's the read on him?"
Chessmaster shows the scale the heart tilted slightly downward "His physiological responses indicate sincerity, Jeb, even if he was lying a little about being the best." She grins. "However, caution is advisable."
Jeb: "You got a rep for bein' a bit too full of yourself. How do we know you ain't gonna cause trouble?"
Pirate Lord: "Jeb, I got humbled, hard. Ain't lookin' to stir up no hornet's nest. Just wanna sail with a crew that's got a purpose beyond lootin' and shootin'. Im giving up the name of my boss cause I have no future with Blart after this anyway."
Jeb leans back, eyes narrowing: "Don Blart, huh? That's a heavy name to drop. You sure you're ready to burn that bridge?"
Pirate Lord: "It's already ash, Jeb. I'm done with that life. Done with lookin' over my shoulder. If it means a clean slate with you and the crew, then so be it."
Chessie's projection flickers with intrigue: "A bold move. The Convoy does not take kindly to mafia ties. This information will be... evaluated."
Jeb: "We'll verify what you're sayin'. If it checks out, you've got yourself a deal. But remember, we're a family here. No secrets, no backstabbin'. You step outta line, and it's the airlock for you."
Pirate Lord: "Understood. I ain't lookin' for family, but I reckon I could use one. I'm as good as dead alone."
Chessie: "I will monitor the situation closely, Jeb. Should he prove deceitful, I will alert you immediately."
Jeb: "Good. Welcome to the Convoy, Polaris. Let's see if you can navigate more than just the stars."
Back on the station, Xilthar, armed with the name of their opponent, begins his meticulous research. He sifts through historical records and databases, uncovering the intricate web of connections that tie the criminal underworld to the echelons of power within the federation. His investigation reveals a complex network of influence and corruption, where suspect justices may have been compromised, swaying their decisions and undermining the very pillars of justice they are sworn to uphold.
Jeb adjusts his hat, speaking to his crew and the pilots, "Alright, folks. We've set things in motion. Now comes the hard part—waiting. The gears of bureaucracy grind slow, but they grind. Our defenders will come, and when they do, we'll be ready."

My son in 7th grade(ASD/ADHD) has had trouble with staying on task and paying attention to teachers and has gotten to the point of disrespecting teachers. He was actually spending a lot of his time watching youtube in class. Took some time to get them to block it on his school computer. I have it blocked for the most part at home. More to the point he blamed an addiction to porn for his attitude issue which I found out he'd been up to a lot of it on our Xbox. Meaning he's looking it up while I'm in the next room and switched it out when I'd walk through. He only got a couple to a few hours of play after doing math/reading practice depending on weekday/weekend. When he gotten his smart phone back last winter we had went over a "tech contract" so he lost all electronic privileges per breaking the contract. I've allowed some access to tech in limited ways since. I'm sharing the burden on him to find a solution going forward. He's suggested blocking sites like I have on his phone. My counter point to him: "so you're resolved of responsibility, accountability. If you're not blocked from something then he's just going to give into temptation." He has made promises and broke them and lied and try to be clever about things. He is a good person, wants to do good and big things but he has some quirks on how he's operating in the system. He has more of a focus on being an interesting person than interested in others which is counter to his goals. We're having trouble with instilling the values right but there is progress. Summer break is about to start and I was not able to get on top of summer camps in time. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to keep him busy and find him the social activity he needs. I'm more or less shouting to the abyss. There's so many ins and outs to the relationship I get annoyed and frustrated. His mother is off doing drugs and homeless and needs surgery for a teratoma which she would have to be clean to get. She messaged me and called me about speaking to him on mother's day. He misses his mom and I told him until she gets it together I'm not facilitating it and I've said the same to her but she's not really hearing it. I have my mother to help out a lot but she's not as spry as she used to be. Her partner gets annoyed of my son from time to time to. On top of consistent car troubles. I have people and friends compliment me on being a good parent. It only does so much. I don't even like to hear it most times. Funny enough my son has said himself I'm a good dad, even though he did write my name on a kill list. He was admenatly ashamed of this BTW, it was only my name on it. There's just so much to say and so little I want to talk. I find myself just wanting to stare at a wall. I'm keeping up, I'm working on my mental/physical health and practicing not to shoot myself with two arrows. If you manage to get through the exposition feel free to respond however. Like I said I'm just shouting to the abyss right now I don't know that advice, support or validation is what I need or want but taking the time to absorb my experience, I'd appreciate the opportunity to appreciate your time. Thanks

It was all good when we started dating. I have been an introvert person but because of him I got to explore how it likes to be among people, socialise etc. We were dating nicely. But eventually like all couple he started drifting after honeymoon phase. Now he has a lot of things to do other than me, all of his clg friends even after graduating, he clg fests etc. And disclaimer we are in LDR after 3 months of dating.
Now he lives in the same city as his friends whom he meet almost every 15 days or 7 days and stays for like 2 3 days. Whereas we meet once a month and stay sometimes only for 1 or 2 days.
I have been experiencing a lot of distancing and feeling left out. More so i feel i am so much lonely since i have been dependent on him for too long and that he made me a habit to be along his side ever since the start.
I experience a lot loneliness and i ask him to give me that time to stay on weekends since we both are busy on weekdays. To vc and watch things w me, to do that lil extra for me to feel connected and that i am not alone. But lately he makes everything i say about argument. Every lil thing i share becomes the problem. He cant even text while he is out with his friends, even after me stating the obv that i need you. He feels i am throwing tantrums and nothing else.
I feel i have been too much on him. I have been overly dependent. I feel lost this time now and extremely sad to do the things i used to enjoy earlier. I was self-sufficient before he came into my life. But now i need a company, mostly him.
After a recent event, when i requested him to stay with me online, he shrugged saying, we guys are discussing something important. Let's talk later." I feel distant to the fact that he's been with them for 2 days in the same room. And we talked as lil as 2 hrs in 2 days that too on text. Am i asking for too much if i am telling him to stay w me?
As a result, I found myself in tears which happens a lot now, and i decided to break the communication on whatsapp, which is partly the reason for my anxiety.
TL;DR What advice do you guys have for me?

Mary's perspective
So I'm tied to a fucking tree, though at least I'm in the shade. Hooded, panel gagged, wrapped in a white sleep sack, secured with rope. My ass, tits, and pussy exposed. Almost directly beneath my hanging boobs, two of Queen Of Mean's most junior Dommes play Spades on a fold out card table, ignoring me for the moment. Not that I'm complaining.
The filming for the episode where Saarya Rahul's clone is discovered by the Perseverance Co. has started. Yeah, I learned that bitch Lara Gupta is coming back, before I knew why.
I was actually mummified and trapped in the bondage frame on the Amazonian Ship's bridge. We're not filming a scene, QOM's crew just found it a convenient place to strap me into when they're busy and want to make sure their lowest slave stays out from underfoot. Just like in the ready room, I'm supposed to have a domme watch me all the time for my safety.
Of course, Daci is in charge of drawing up the rotation, and she assigns the youngest and most immature of Queen Of Mean's crew to watch me. No big surprise, sometimes they go to screw off with their friends, leaving me trapped alone on the set. A silent mummy with her lady parts hanging out, and her wide, desperate eyes tracking back and forth.
That's what happened the day I was reacquainted with Lara. I had been enjoying the peace and quiet of the set, I actually enjoyed not being tormented by one of QOM's sadistic Junior Dommes. Then I heard steps and laughing voices, coming from the sets back passageway. I braced myself from some sadistic cruelty from my Mistress Daci and her evil minions.
Instead I heard Mistress Daci say "You want to know where Girl Mary is, Miss Nora and I want to surprise you. Surprise, Miss Lara, here she is!" I heard an audible gasp that had to be Lara Gupta. "That's Mar-".
I hear Mistress Nora's girlish chuckle. "You said you read the release material, Lara, this is Girl Mary being her new super submissive self!" Both her and Mistress Daci giggle.
The three women walk around to regard my mummified ass from the front. To the right Mistress Daci, in her black Amazonian pilot flight suit, with red insignia and badges. She grins at me with her usual sadistic delight.
In the center Lara Rajaneesh Gupta in the flesh. I'm surprised she's not wearing the tight bootie shorts and unicorn T-shirt. She is wearing a loose fitting black T-Shirt saying "Want To Impress This Desi Girl? Whip Me Up Some Curry!" And what looks like faded store bought Levis. Most striking is her eyes. Last time her eyes were shifty and sneaky. Now they're warm and open, she actually looks saddened by my plight, and embarrassed for me.
I don't have much time to process that when I hear Mistress Nora speak. My eyes automatically track to my slender former student and current Domme. She's wearing her especially low cut Stellar Compact Navy blue jumpsuit with Commanders rank tabs.
"Girl Mary, why are you contaminating these two fine free ladies with your scummy slave gaze? Eyes down now!" Realizing my mistake, too late, my eyes dropped to the deck. I hear Daci giggle at my plight.
"Mistress Daci, why isn't there a domme to watch this slave and stop behavior like this? This is lax for such a professional crew as yours." Daci seems more serious when she says. "Miss Nora, I apologize, I fix it now." A moment later I hear her chewing ass, presumably on her phone, of the domme she assigned to watch me. I take no pleasure then that, I know the little bitch is going to take out Daci's butt chewing on my sorry slave hide.
"Miss Nora, Miss Lara, I apologize, the domme assigned to watch this subbie is on her way back here. She will be appropriately disciplined for not watching this slave." Miss Nora says "Thank you, Daci." Lara remains silent.
I hear footsteps running down the passage in a rush. Daci orders the junior domme to halt in the entrance, and unleashes another blistering tirade on her. Then she tells her to remain in place until her betters leave.
Nora says "Daci, Lara, lets forget this unpleasantness, I ordered us some curry from Miss Connor's favorite Thai Bistro! She's going to have lunch with Slave Sarah and Slave Constance at her living unit. Layla is going out to eat with a visiting uncle. We have the Ready Room to ourselves, we can eat and chat there."
Lara and Daci agree that sounds good and I hear the three ladies receding steps. Then I hear my designated Domme "Miss High and Mighty barks orders and eats with the cute little bunnies, while I have to watch your stupid ass! But that's okay...I can still get my own back!"
I feel the first stinging line of fire on my behind from her whip. Punishing my slave ass unfairly for her screw up...
A day later, I'm sandwiched between Nora on my right and Layla on my left. I'm naked, hooded, and panel gagged with my arms bindered behind my back. My nipple clamps chained to the desk, my clit leash anchored to the deck.
We're in the classroom where Constance and I were first indoc'd into QOM's crew's way of doing things. Guess I'm not even good enough to be in the ready room anymore. At least for script readings, Daci, for whom English is obviously not her first language, is absent. Layla and Nora can get really rough, but even together they're not as mean as that fucking Romanian bitch.
Today I focus, and obey their directions, keeping my gloomy slave feelings inside. My former protege and the Hispanic girl are surprisingly calm as they guide me through my part of the script.

 Opening Scene 

A mummified, helpless girl secured to a tree. Only her eyes, tits and pussy visible in her slave wrappings. The camera pulls back with her still centered. She's surrounded by a hellscape of burnt out vehicles, scorched earth, and blackened trees.
A robotic AI Voice gives a briefing:
AI briefer: At 0800 we spotted a hostage at the forward observer point guiding artillery pinning down the 6th Stellar Compact Marines Battalion. Obviously female, her identity remains unknown, although she might be one of the MIA Orbit Guard members from when this planet was initially assaulted by a combined Amazonian N'Docc" force.
This tactic was first noted when we were mopping up the surviving ground forces after the retaking of the Botany Bay colony. A captive is secured at a critical strategic point, to buy them time to do the most damage to Stellar Compact forces and slip away. They know we will eventually sacrifice the hostage, if we feel that's necessary. But they know our doctrine, that we have to do a cost benefit analysis and try to save the hostage if we can. They count on this to do the maximum damage as they retreat, if they can't turn the battle to their favor.
Unfortunately, a cost benefit analysis determined this unknown hostage could not be saved without unacceptable losses to the 6th Marines, and possibly jeopardizing the ground campaign on this world. At 0956, the determination was made to terminate the forward observer post with extreme prejudice.
A Plasma Mortar Smart Round was keyed to the coordinates and launched. ( A Holo Data link picture appears, showing the mortar in relation to the forward observer spot. A graphic represents the round launched, and a line with mathematical calculations represents its trajectory).
(The picture shifts back to the restrained slavegirl. You see shifty scrambling in the background) It appears all hostiles manning the outpost detected the launch and escaped without discernible casualties. (The hostage isn't so lucky, her desperate eyes track the flaming football descending on her position. She mmmphs and wiggles, her big breasts swaying. A moment later, in an Orange red flash she is incinerated, a death devoid of dignity bestowed on so many courageous Stellar Compact female soldiers before her).
(The view shifts with no further commentary, which would be superfluous. We see Commander Gail to the left of a large viewscreen, Rear Admiral Mendez to the right. Gail puts her head in her hands and takes a moment to gather herself.)
Mendez: Commander-Nora, I'm sorry. I know that must be hard, especially after what happened to Captain Rommie. But I need you to understand what's going on down there. There are still fierce pockets of resistance. Stellar Compact Intelligence has confirmed that the Amazonians want to take you alive and make you a Whipping Girl, whomever does it will attain greater honor than even Commander Sappho capturing poor Rommie. Is a morale tour really worth it?
Gail (Raises her head, visibly pulls together) I know the risks, but understand why you showed that to me. I don't want to die at all, especially not like that. But war entails risks. I knew that when I pounded my fist on that table, and yelled at a conclave Admirals, that I risked Dismissal or even Court Martial. I know it now, and think it's important enough to do.
Mendez: It's not just you. The media has dubbed you the "Heroine Of Botany Bay" and "The Savioress Of The Stellar Compact" you being killed, or slowly tortured as a Whipping Girl, could devastate our morale at a critical juncture, even turn the tide of the war against us again!
(Mendez takes a deep breath, pauses)
Don't get me wrong, I care about your well being Commander. I lost one of the finest female command Officers I knew on my watch. If I lost another-I don't know if I could forgive-(The normally poised Admiral casts her head down and seems to be wiping away tears).
(Nora reaches out to gently touch the Admiral's right shoulder with her left hand. Unsolicited contact with a Flag officer in peacetime can be a serious offence, depending on circumstances. In wartime, it can be a Capitol one. The Admiral's Marine Guard starts to move in on the impertinent commander. The Admiral pulls herself together and waves them off).
Mendez (Grabs Gail's hand with her right, clasps it in both hands) Nora, the first time I saw you, you seemed ready to jump behind the Cybo-Chief Warrant Officer ASSHO to escape from my gaze. Now you're a battle tested hero. You've come a long way baby."
Nora: Ma'am, I never wanted to be a hero. I don't FEEL like one. All I ever wanted to do was be an explorer. Also show a society on the verge of revoking women's rights, that we ARE as capable as men. But now that I am one, it's not about me, it's about us, the Stellar Compact as a whole. What kind of hero avoids risks when it comes to encouraging those who look to them as a role model?
Mendez (releases Gail's hand, looks stern again) Young woman, I could order you not to go ground side. (She gets a small, fond smile) an order you might choose not to obey. So I don't have to convene Court Martial proceedings, I give you permission. You be careful down there, Commander, or I will personally spank you like I used to do to my daughters!"
Gail (small smile) Ma'am, I have Chief Warrant Officer ASSHO protecting me-and Gabby-Staff Sergeant Perez and her Marines. I'd bet on them over a Regiment of N'Docc" any day!
Mendez (Stern and serious) Young lady, you may have to. Keep your head on a swivel. Dismissed.
(Nora salutes, the Admiral returns it, the meeting is over. Nora leaves the briefing room, her own Marine Guard falling in after her as she leaves).
I try to cover my chagrin, once again, "Boss Bitch" Miss Connor, makes me look pathetic and my Mistress looks awesome with her writing. I wish I'd never asked Dave to let me start this project! I'm still strapped to this tree, sweltering, with my lady parts exposed for all to see.
Lara's perspective
So "Boss Bitch" asked to meet me at 08:30 at the Ready room for a script meeting about my character. With my security badge, I could walk around unescorted, and I had the cypher lock combo to the ready room. Still when I came to the door ten minutes early, the red privacy light was on, I thought it polite to wait for Sheila.
The pretty half breed girl rolls up almost right on time, trademark fedora on head, coffee cup in hand. She sees the red light and frowns. She politely asks me to hold her cup and pounds the intercom button.
"Alright, bitches, I don't care if you're having a les orgy in there! You have 30 seconds to get dressed and wipe off the table, then I'm coming in!" She takes the coffee cup back and times it on her phone. When time's up, she punched in the combo and stormed in, with me close behind.
Her assertion of them having an orgy isn't far off. Constance is naked, kneeling and facing a chair, her arms secured with padded zip ties to each arm of the chair, panel gagged. Sarah is also naked, behind Constance, standing and with arms bindered behind her, though not muzzled. She is proudly standing facing us, smiling, her fine Asian assets on display.
I take a quick glance at Nora, in her blue jumpsuit, sitting across the table with a coffee cup in hand. Her proud smile shows how far her exotic subbie has come. Sarah knew without being told she had to proudly "present" to Sheila and I, because she was nude. I look back at the two naked girls.
Layla is on the other side of the chair from Constance in her Stellar Compact Marine Uniform, smiling like a Cheshire cat.
Our fearless leader fixes the two Dommes and the Alpha Slave with a "Start talking, ladies" gaze. Nora asks "Sarah, would you like to explain to Miss Connor what we're doing?" Sarah eagerly replies "Yes, Mistress Nora!"
The Asian girl turns to face Sheila earnestly. "We're helping Constance get in touch with her submissive and sapphic desires. I was rubbing my nipples on her back and whispering in her ear, while Mistress Layla reassured her and calmed her. This was an idea the four of us came up with together, and Constance has a safe signal, three mmmphs, if it gets too intense for her."
Sheila's attention turns from the happy, nude former Navy girl to the other sub. "Constance are you ok, and alright with all this?" Constance mmmphs "Yes, Miss Connor." She doesn't sound under duress, this is the most relaxed I've seen her.
Sheila nods. "Girls, make sure you clean up any messes you make, and no going down on each other on the table, remember we eat there. Carry on." Three clear, and one mmmphed "Yes, Miss Connor."
Sheila nods. "Lara and I will be in my office, don't hesitate to knock if you need me." Boss Bitch turns to her office and I move to follow.
"Miss Connor, Lara wait ." Nora is looking at us with a bold, devilish glint in her eye. Where is that mousy little waif I met the first time? "We're ahead of the shooting schedule, we have time, why don't you and Lara join us? Four Dommes, two subs, why not have a little fun, girls?"
Then the gleam in her eyes got even more wicked. "If one or both of you want to sub for awhile, relinquish some of your responsibility? Two hot dommes, four exotic subs, it would challenge Layla's and I's Mistress skills, and we'd all enjoy a big shower of girl come." Nora and Layla exchange looks like they're ready, even eager for that challenge.
Sheila looks intrigued, hell I'm a little intrigued and horny myself, despite what happened last time. But Sheila firmly asserts "Tempting, my little horndogs, but we're ahead because I put business first, my horny little bitches. Lara and I have a lot to do if we want to stay on schedule, so we'll have to pass. Have fun girls." Layla, Nora and Sarah look disappointed, but nod, they know who's in charge.
When Mary, Nora and Sarah "topped" me last time, Shelia helped them Domme me, of course, but never took off her clothing. Does she ever cut loose, get naked with her girls when they get really wild? If Sheila and I had a private session, who would top, and who would bottom? My pussy getting wet, I send those thoughts to horny jail. Sheila's right, we have priorities, not just the show but saving Sandy.
I wait for Sheila to sit, then politely take my seat. With her usual lack of preamble, Boss Bitch shoves a shooting script for my first new episode across her desk at me. I pick it up and page through it.
Basically, Commander Gail does a morale tour of the violently liberated colony world Persephone. The Stellar Compact has the upper hand, the Alliance fleet being driven out of the system. Fierce pockets of N'Docc" and Amazonian Warriors fight on ground side, they'd rather fight to the last cat and woman than surrender.
The Mobile Medical units are overwhelmed with military casualties, so liberated civilian casualties languish. The Red Cross, the Red Crescent and other medical NGO's are allowed on world to pick up the slack. The problem is some of them feel obligated to treat N'Docc" and Amazonian wounded. This causes sometimes enraged reactions among a recently liberated civilian population. Violent acts against aid workers who treat the enemy are common. Military authority usually looks the other way if a victim is the "enemy" or someone known to treat them. Most incidents are blamed on "Insurgents" even when they're obviously not the culprit.
During a tour of a hovel city, Gail, Assho, and their Marine Guard hear screaming. They head down a shadowy alley, and see several men trying to rape a dark skinned woman clad only in a tattered man's work shirt, the rest of her torn clothes strewn around the alleyway.
Gail yells at them to stop, and the woman takes the opportunity to flee her rapists and run to Gail, ASSHO, and their Marine Guard; cowering behind ASSHO. A moment of shock from Gail, when she sees the woman is a dead ringer for her mentor LCDR Saarya Rahul, but she composes herself.
Gail: What are you men doing to this poor woman? Hasn't the enemy done enough, bastards like you need to finish their work?
Scumbag 1: Begging pardon, miss, but this little tart is giving aid and comfort to the enemy, we's just seeing if she got some fur her own, miss.
Gail(looking disgusted) Really? You're a sick freak.
(She's about to say more when a local militia patrol shows up. They ignore the Scumbag and his two minions focusing on the girl hiding behind ASSHO).
Patrol Leader: Causing a ruckus again, you little tease? We let you off easy even though you were the Domina's body servant. You still can't keep from making difficulties.I'm taking you to lock up!
(Gail clears her throat pointedly)
Patrol Leader (Really looking at her, taken aback) Oh, sorry Commander, that this little twitch got you caught up in her troubles. If you'll just hand her over...
Gail: (looking for insignia, seeing faded Sergeant stripes) Sergeant, you will arrest these three men and take them to your lock up immediately, charge them with attempted rape!"
Patrol leader (looking shocked) Ma'am you can't be serious....
Gail: Take them into custody now, or we will. And I'll report you to the planetary Provost Marshall!
Patrol Leader (Looking angry) Aye, Ma'am! (To the scumbags) C'mon boys. (The patrol surrounds the three men but doesn't cuff them. The patrol laughs and jokes with the scum as they saunter away).
(Gail looks disgusted, but then turns to help ASSHO tend to the sobbing girl who is a double of her mentor).
I look up. "Your usual top notch work, Sheila, Ari will believe we're not just phoning it in. Trust me."
Sheila looks at me soberly "I do. Now let's start talking about freeing my sister....
I nod. "So my initial plan is to simply purchase her...
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This has been something that has been bothering me ever since I gave birth to my first child. Background, I have 2 sisters, we're all in our late 20s/ early 30s and we're asian.
I've always known that my sisters were not "kids" people. They are more "dog" people and are the kind of people that would often posts stuff about kids being annoying/ how people should have dogs over kids etc. They feel like their dogs are their kids and would get upset when my parents prioritise their "human grandchildren" over their "fur grandchildren".
I've always been on the fence, and after getting married decided to have kids because my husband and I wanted "to see what we were missing out on". Long story short, we love parenthood and love our kids, but my sisters' snarky comments about my kids (e.g. when my kid has a meltdown at dinner they will be visibly annoyed and make comments about the pitch of their cries when they own dogs have loud barks and the whole neighbourhood hears them/ when I bring my toddler for family dinners they will make snark remarks that there's a new "competitor" at the dinner table and they have to order to cater to his "adult-like" appetite) and their constant exclusion of my from family activities (e.g. planning their own mothe Father's Day celebration, planning family holidays without extending the invitation to me and often me just finding out about it just before my parents fly off) makes me really upset and feel really alone in this family. My parents are caught in the middle because they feel like taking a stand will just cause my sisters to cut off from them, and they're trying their best to be "fair" to them.
I've never confronted my sisters about it but there were a few instances when they accidentally let slip about their plans they'll just brush it off and go "Yeah we didn't ask you cause it's so troublesome to plan with kids around." or something alone the lines.
When I was planning for my "confinement" after giving birth to my last kid, my parents volunteered their place for my family to stay so they could help out with child taking and my meals (bless their heart). However, at the last minute my mum had to pull me aside to say she had to retract the offer because my sister who was staying with them did not give her blessings and told my mum that she did not want to stay in the same house as two crying babies (also must note that my parent's place aint small it's a few thousand square feet of living space). Needless to say, I left the conversation immediately after finding out and cried so badly because I just felt like my parents were prioritising her over me and their grandchildren. It just made me feel really unworthy because even with two children in tow they still felt like she was more important than us.
I've never had a space to really internalise my feelings. A part of me feels like maybe this is just me feeling "entitled" and playing the victim to myself, but another part of me also question if being treated like that is "normal"? The asian culture is very collective in nature, and seeing my friends whose family embraces their children and how everyone comes together because of the kids also makes me feel bad for my own children because I know they'll never have that kind of love from their aunties. My sisters also constantly do not cut corners with my children (ie hold them to the same standards as adults) and will make comments like "They need to know not everyone will always give in to them/ say yes to them. I'm just showing them from early on." When I say cut corners I mean even things as simple as, if my child gets too excited around their dogs their first instinct is to just berate them in front of everyone. Or if my child wants the last piece of chicken and asks for it (We told him he has to do it otherwise it'd be rude) they'll say "I want it too" and take it from him.
I'm at the point where I sometimes dread family dinners where my parents try to organise something for ALL of us because I just don't want to see their faces when they see my kids, or subject my kids to an environment like that.
I also want to know if there are others who are in a similar situation as me and if:

• I'm the one overthinking it
• If you've done anything to make the situation better? For now I just cannot help but feel my children are a point of tension and uneasiness but at the same time how do I change that? I cannot just leave my kids behind or just will them away?
• Anyone has any insights to what my sisters are thinking? I did consider talking to them about it but growing up there has been family history and I don't know if I have the capacity to open the Pandora's box on that. I also don't think I am equipped to handle it right should any emotions surface from me asking so am choosing to just avoid the conversation.