I’m an 18 year old autistic girl who became suicidal at the age of 9 until December of 2023. 9 years of my life, I had little appreciation for life. At 16 years old I developed an eating disorder which became extremely bad at 17 years old as I developed bulimia and became underweight. Since year 12 I’ve relied on dating and my eating disorder to give me dopamine and distraction from real life. I don’t have the best life ever, I was raised in a broken family, I’m homeless and have been in a temporary home for almost a year, I’m really lonely but I have friends, I feel quite a disconnect from people even family members excluding a select “exceptions”. I have a body count of 1 and have made out with around 35+ people (I lost count), nobody perceives me as a whore but I’m always dating someone new. But I’m never the problem, I always want to give people my everything but guys disguise themselves as these great people and then somewhere along the line they treat me awfully. So in February after I dumped a guy who wasn’t treating me how I wanted, I focused on myself and going to gym. When I finish with the gym I end up sleeping for the entire day because I’ve never been an energetic person which led to me quitting during exam season to focus on studying. In general I was happy focusing on myself. Then one day my guy best friend who would constantly objectify me started kissing me and touching me without warning when I was drunk and it’s my biggest regret. I struggle to say no so it’s my fault, I should’ve made the boundary clear. But I had a hatred for him building up overtime so my friend and I dropped him. I was happy alone but I missed having a guy to distract me and give me dopamine so I started talking to a guy who I was extremely attracted to and treated me perfectly, I genuinely believed we were soulmates. Long story short, everything seemed perfect until he revealed that he had been lying to me about his age and was actually (almost) two years younger than me. So I dumped him because he’s literally a kid, I don’t hate him though and I miss talking to my bestfriend but I can never look past that or not feel disgusted with what he’s done even though he feels like I’m his first love. I don’t believe I was in love, knowing he’s 16 going onto 17 changed everything and I’m just glad only dated briefly. I’m currently doing my a levels, I revise everyday, I hope to do well and people expect so much out of me. Everyone has these high expectations of me, I have them for myself too. Achieving an A*AA is a must, anything else and I’ve failed myself and everyone. But since I’ve quit gym and exam season started I’ve been feeling extremely numb, angry, depressed, idk… like I kind of don’t wanna be alive anymore but I don’t actively want to die. I have no excitement. I thought about dating another guy (even though they always disappoint me) but I’d rather focus on my exams for now. I’ll probably start dating again after, but the only thing good about me is my appearance and how well I can fake being put together. My authentic self is so broken. And nobody cares about what’s under the surface, I don’t feel worthy of love but I’m trying to love myself again. Idk this was a huge tangent, part of me is just worried I might off myself since those fantasies have emerged again. Will this all end when exams are finished?

Author's Note: Welp, I'm back. I'm going to be doing these super-short stories from now on instead of the multi-paged short stories that took several days to write. I tend to lose motivation in writing when I have long, drawn out stories. I just want to write these stories about my characters and focus on their character beats and emotions, rather than one long drawn out plot. I do intend on making an overarcing plot with these stories, but told over many, smaller instances.
This story introduces a new character that will not be recieving a character concept page. The reason why is because I simply am not interested in making game concepts and I'm not interested in Overwatch (The Game) anymore. I just want to focus on the stories of my characters.
Harvey King, the handsome, smooth-talking, knuckle-bruiser of Overwatch, now reduced to another ruffian locked behind steel bars. The once highly-esteemed son of New York Cities biggest tech conglomerate entrepenuer, Leonhard King, now another criminal locked away for life for the high crime of terrorism. Not only that, but he was thrown under the bus, used as a scapegoat to get pressure off of King Enterprises, the company that dad always loved more than his own son. His own son, dammit!
"I'm tellin you Harv," Sean muttered on from the top bunk. "you've gotta cool off or you'll get yourself killed!"
"Shut up!" Kingbursted out at his insolent cell mate. The New Worker was a fairly handsome man with a sharp jawline and beautiful nose, but his charcoal black hair had become ragged due to a profound lack of hair gel in prison. Harvey was looking into a glass shiv that he had stolen from the one-eyed punk down the isle, desperately trying to get the angle just right so that he could see his reflection in it. He ran is his fingers down his jaw line, feeling the creases and folds that had been left by Winston's Tesla Cannon. His perfect face, the face who's nose had never once been broken in all of Harvey's days of brawling, was now left with an electrical scar that he would have to live with for the foreseeable future, at least until he can break out of this hole and get it fixed with a healthy dosage of surgury. "That damn monkey, he ruined my face!" He turned to Sean. "Look at this, he ruined my face!"
"Yeah, I've been looking at it for the past month or so." Sean snickered.
"You realize I already have a life sentence?" King snarled, his tone had grew contempted.
"Yeah, so? Most people here d-"
"'That means it won't matter if I use your teeth for golf balls!"
"Oh please kid, you ain't the first young punk to threaten me li-"
"I'll be the first one to go through with it," King yelled at Sean. grabbing him by the collar and dragging him down from the top bunk. "If you don't shut your fu-"
"Shut up in there!" A guard banged his baton against the bars, interrupting King. "And get your hands off your cellmate!"
"Sorry officer," King put on a happy, personable tone of voice for the gaurd. He obediently dropped Sean. "Won't happen again, I promise."
"Yeah, yeah." The guard walked off, uninterested in King's crocodile smile.
The moment the guard turned his back, King's face switched like a lightbulb, going from bright and charismatic to dark and irritated in a mere moment. He turned back to his stupid cellmate and lashed out at him, grabbing his collar and pulling him in close. "I think we need to come to an understanding, you and I," Harvey spoke menacingly. "Look pal, I've already had to put up with a lotta bull lately. I do not need a dishevelled, ugly piece of crap, such as you, giving me more bull. So if you continue to irritate me, I'm gonna make you choke on your teeth. You get me?"
Sean, at a lost for words, simply nodded out of fear. Sean was ugly and dishevelled, Harvey was truthful when he said that, but he was also much smaller than Harvey and wouldn't be able to defend himself.
"Good." Harvey gave Sean a toothy grin. Even in the dimly lit, murkey prison cell, Harvey's teeth still glistened. He dropped Sean, who immediately crawled back onto the top bunk, hugging the wall this time as to avoid being pulled down again, and sat down on his cold, hard matress. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to think of how to get out of this situation. Only he couldn't think of an escape plan, he had too much on his mind. He was trying to make sense of everything that's happened, the mistakes he made that lead to this point. He had everyone at Overwatch wrapped around his fingers like marionettes, his facade was perfectly crafted. He couldn't help but reminisce about when he first started, the conversation he had with his father to get the whole thing set up, the developing of squeaky-clean persona that would be irresistable to Winston and Sojourn, the persona that landed him a spot on Overwatch's small roster of agents and made everyone fall in love with him. Well, not literally fall in love with him, but he was a natural smooth talker and very easy to like upon first meeting.
He remembered the conversation with his father that got him introduced to the likes of Winston in the first place, the conversation between his father and the leaders of Overwatch. King Enterprises had promised to provide Overwatch with funding, but only so Harvey could get a chance within their ranks. Leonhard King, father of Harvey King, was the CEO of King Enterprises. The old man was an idealist, and so was his only son. They wanted to leave a good impact on the world, with King Enterprises having been nicknamed "The Company of the People"; at least, that's what the public saw. No, the real Leonhard King was a tyranical capitalist who valued money over human rights, a greedy old man who was born into a mafia family, but being the the second-born meant he never got a chance to take over the family when his father died. Instead, it was his elder brother, Everett King II, named after his and Leonhard's father, who got to take over the family. Unsatisfied with being second fiddle, Leonhard left the family completely to become an entrepanuer, and now, 50 years later, he was on top of New York's social hierarchy with the biggest tech conglomerate in New England. King Enterprises was built into many facets of life in America, they built all sorts of cars, home appliances, home security systems, but that's only what the media saw.
Of course, Leonhard never shook off his knack for crime. He was a King, and criminality flowed through the King Bloodline; taking money out of decent folks pockets was in their blood. The horrible truth of the matter was that King Enterprises, "The Company of the People", got into all sorts of shady business, such as illegally shipping arms overseas, racketeering, maintaining ties in the black market, and lobbying shady politicians. On top of that, King Enterprises was a major player in the Military Industrial Complex, producing all sorts of weapons for the government, and shipping all the surplus over seas to other countries; a good chunk of all equipment used by the U.S. military was manufactored by King Enterprises. And it is because of this influence on the Military Industrial Complex that Leonhard King also provides funding to terrorist organizations such as Talon, organizations who are keen on creating conflict and pushing the world to the edge of war. Corporate corruption ran through every level of King Enterprises, and everyone outside of the corporation was none the wiser.
It was yard time, and King was hanging out alone. He hadn't made any attempts to socialize with any of the other ruffians the populate the prison, for he isn't planning on staying very long, but he did intend on working out as much as he could while he was there. A long time ago, when King was a kid hanging out in the slums of New York, he had a buddy called Twig. He was called Twig because he was very skinny, but mostly because King wasn't a very imaginitive nicknamer. He got sent to prison at the age of 16 for accidentally killing a guy while trying to jack his car, and came out a few years later completely jacked. King ended up shooting and killing him a while after he got outta prison, mostly because Twig blamed King for getting locked up and wanted revenge, but King still remembered in high regards.
King was readying himself for the bench press, stretching and giving himself a mental preptalk, thinking along the lines of "just cuz you're in prison doesn't mean ain't King no more," and the like. While he was getting ready, a loud, gruff voice cut off his train of thought. "Hey, punk!" King swung his head around to see who was yelling at him, and beheld a man who was around his same height, but very, very prison-jacked. Not as prison-jacked as Twig was, but still very prison-jacked. "Your daddy wanted to give you a message." This man didn't seem particularly friendly.
"My daddy?" King was not happy about this. A message from his father? Really? That old bastard wanted nothing to do with his son, and if he wanted to send him a message, he could visit him on every other thursday! "The hell's the meaning of this?"
"He said you couldn't be naming any name, kid. Said you'd understand." The big man pulled out a shiv, swinging his arm forward while rushing at King.
"The hell!?" King exclaimed, caught off guard by the sudden attack. He managed to catch the man's wrist, stopping the shiv from plunging right into his guts. He had to act quickly, he wouldn't be able to hold this man's arm for very long before he got overpowered, so he had to resort to some dirty tactics. Spitting in the man's eyes then kicking him in the shin did the trick, causing the jacked man to faulter and drop his shiv. Harvey had been in many a street fight during his life, and with the shiv out of the equation he would be also to out-box this man. King was an experienced brawler, he learned how to tussle on the streets of New York City, and was once mentored by a prize-fighter how to box. If not for his father's interference, King would've spent his entire life living in slums, hanging around his Uncle's turf, instead of in the King's Estate with his father.
With his attacker instinctually wiping spit out from his eyes, King had the perfect opportunity to land his signature KO'ing right hook right into the man's dome. King wasn't the biggest, most intimidating fella on the block, but he knew how to throw a punch with a surprising amount of power. King threw several more punches, beating the man senseless with merciless intensity, just to let off some steam that he's been holding in since his incarceration. He would've beaten that man to death if he hadn't been hit in the shoulder by a gaurd's heavy baton from behind. King fell down and got tackled by a gaurd, ending the fight.
Thursday rolled around, and it was the other thursday. King, of course, didn't have any visitors, but he did have a phone call. King impatiently tapped on the tabletop, eagerly waiting for someone to pick up the phone. A wide, sparkling smile stretched across his face as the wheezy voice of an elderly smoker come out the phone. "Who is this?" The voice calmly asked.
"Hey, Uncle."

I currently work on site at a factory ran by a very large company. (most people would have heard of them) This said company outsources most of the equipments to companies in foreign countries and requires them to have personnel on site 24/7 to service and monitor these equipments. Since these contractors are not based in the US (+ many other reasons including costs), what they end up doing is sending people on ESTA to service/monitomaintain these equipments and rotating groups every ~3 months. These workers are usually forced to come to the US by their companies and end up working 12+ hours/day with no weekends. Many of these guys are obviously not doing well, but they have told me they don’t know what to do since many of these guys can’t speak English and the labor laws in their home countries is shit. Many of these guys told me that they hate coming to the US to work shit hours and be away from their families 3-6 months out of the year.
To my knowledge, the said large company sends out “guides” to their contractors advising them of what to say at CBP, airports to avoid due to strict CBP, etc…. There are hundreds of these people at the factory i am at and probably in the thousands across all of the factories.
Is this reportable? If so, where do I do so? Can i remain anonymous through the whole thing? I am also worried about the actual workers getting punished while the company gets away with a slap on the wrist since it’s actually the foreign contractors committing a violation.

For context, over the past couple of months this girl at my church gave me a look of interest and I think gave me multiple hints on trying to get to know me. problem is shes always with her family so its hard to try to talk to her and she only stays around after church for about like 5 min before shes leaves off her her mom/sisters. one of her older sisters one day passed by me and grabbed my hand before rushing away.
There were times she would walk away randomly to a place where shes alone but then come back to her family. I never followed through to try and talk to her when she were isolate herself from other people. Now that months have passed she doesn't seem interested anymore and doesn't bother to look my direction. I tried to get her attention today but she just looked away and I'm a bit enraged; I'm going to talk to her the next time regardless if her family is there or not and i'm not going to make it out as shes interested now matter how she feels because of the months I didn't take action. If she shows disinterest, I"m ignoring it and making it out that shes going to have to feel that about every guy in the future unless she has the same spark/interest she had for me when I first got her attention. How to get out of the friendzone?

General Info:

• Full name: Max Macallister
• Birthday: 8/21/2020
• Current age: 19
• Hometown: Chicago, Illinois

Favorite Things:

• Foods: Max can eat anything he and his aunt would hunt but thanks to her and her wonderful cooking, he grew to love pork more than any normal teenager should.
• Hobbies: Living in the woods didn't allow for many hobbies but since he couldn't hunt on his own before the age of 12, he and whatever birds wanted to tag along went exploring. Until this day, hiking and orienteering are his favourite things to do.

Appearance:

Faceclaim	Height	Weight	Body Type	Eyes
FC	6’ 1”	174 lbs	Lean and muscled, Max developed himself through hunting and routine training at camp along with a few dozen near death experiences.	Stormy grey, look almost pitch black under darker light.

Powers (Modmailed):

Domain Powers

Power	Description
Greater Lordship: Birds, Wind and Storm Spirits	Ever since he was young, Max lived in the woods with his Aunt and had no friends whatsoever. He was nearly completely isolated. That being said, his nature as a son of the king of the sky has given him the ability to speak to and control birds and wind or storm spirits. He's still trying to work on his authority with this power though wind spirits and birds do what he wants most of the time.
Wind/Air Manipulation	Having used this ability to accidentally destroy a cabin at camp and maybe cripple a boy, Max doesn't underestimate this ability and has been trying to practice controlling it.
Travel of the Elder Gods	Having the ability to travel distances with a lightning strike, Max is in the process of training with this power in hopes of using it to visit his aunt one day. His control has improved in spades since he first discovered it, however.

Minor Powers

Power	Description
Electrical Resistance	Despite Max never needing it so far in his life, he is resistant to electricity to a certain degree.
Electricity Manipulation	The ability to call down two lightning bolts per day, Max has gotten more used to this ability since its discovery.
Double Jump	Max has always felt more mobile when using his air manipulation though he never knew it was a separate ability.

Major Power

Power	Description
Bird's Eye View	Shortly after Max was forced to leave for camp, he discovered his ability to see through the eyes of birds. He can do this with any bird and has gained a few different birds he can do this with during his past year at camp. While he is using this ability, he is immobilized. Being a vital part of his arsenal, Max is much better at using it in battle though his mastery still has room to improve.

Equipment:

Item	Description
Featherweight	A bow made for Max by Barry Callahan. The bow is a simple thing, carved of birch wood. The white and grey bark looks like a rolling storm as it cascades down the wood. The bowstring is reinforced by two celestial bronze gears, made to help the archer pull the bow back and sustain that draw for longer. There are bronze carvings on the gears, the eagles being a nice touch on the metal for a simple design. A sight unfolds from the middle of the bow, folding down into place. The crosshairs in the sight are lightning bolts, meeting at a point, but the circumference of the sight is decorated like a weathervane.
Fraterculus	A celestial bronze xiphos that used to belong to Matt, before he gave it to Max for his first quest.
Tactical Spear	A celestial bronze tactical spear that originally belonged to his mom as a present from Zeus. It can change form into a pocket watch.
Custom Arrows	His collection of ammunition for his bow, including celestial bronze tipped arrows, some broadheads he found in the camp armory, and some trick arrows, including flash-bang arrows and net arrows.
Bead Necklace	2037 As a symbol of his past year at camp, Max was given a bead thanks to it being the end of the year. Beads so far:
Banging Beats Player	A stylized iPod Nano that when used to play music, lets out a high pitch screech that stuns those in hearing range. (1 combat turn stun at 5 meters, Loss of hearing at 10 meters, and Buzzing noise at 20 meters)
Amazon Catalogue	The Amazon Catalogue is a small digital tablet that can access the Amazon family of products (Prime, Kindle, etc.) and the store with free shipping, without triggering a monster's scent, and without need for a constant internet connection. The tablet still requires charge (Type-C). It is as sturdy as a standard Amazon Kindle. An occasional connection to an Internet or Ethernet source is required to ensure system interfacing (at least once a week). Although subscription fees are waived through the host account on this device, the user is still required for any additional costs.
Companion Egg	A large, glowing silvery egg. It is said to be able to hatch into a new companion for Max. It is unclear what kind of companion the egg will produce, but Max has been taking care to keep it safe and warm.

Friends:

Name	Relationship
Simon	A gyrfalcon that saved Max from the monster that destroyed his home. Simon was uncannily intelligent when it comes to bird standards. After finding a piece of a map that pointed to the Camp, Simon helped him make it there without dying. The three month journey strengthened their bond tenfold.
Mathew Knight	A son of Hades, Matt is Max's cousin and adopted (not legally) brother who he treasures greatly. Despite the son of Hades' ability to protect himself, Max would still do his best to protect him in any given situation. Basically, hurt him and prepare for immediate avian bombardment.
Austin Reynolds	As a son of Eros, for Max, Austin was easy to love. Too easy in fact, to the point where Max started loosing himself which led to them breaking up. Now Max's ex-boyfriend, Austin remains a friend if not as close as before.
Lupa Hines	Being one of the few people to know about Max's fear of waters, Lupa quickly became someone who Max trusted. Her help as Mediator made facing his fear a little more approachable and a lot less panic attack inducing.
Tori	A bluejay Max made friends with over the past year, Tori is the 'kind but stern' to Simon's sarcasm and joking.

Family:

Member	Name	Age	Relationship
Father	Zeus	Immortal	After the battle against the residents of the labyrinth and the forces of Nemesis, Max had a chance to speak to Zeus, though he spoke through a holographic eagle. Max's opinion of his father is positive though not affectionate enough to be called a familial bond.
Mother	Mary Macallister	36	While speaking with Max, his father, Zeus, showed him an image of his mother and explained that she wasn't the kind of woman to abandon her child when he'd left.
Aunt	Lillian Macallister	Missing	Since she took him in at the age of 3, Max's aunt became like a mother to him and taught him to hunt. She also gifted him his crossbow and the celestial bronze bolts that Zeus had supposedly given his mother before she passed it on to his aunt. He recently discovered that she's still alive.
Half-Sibling	Tristan Macmillan	21	Max's opinion of his veteran half-brother is much higher than most would assume. Despite his half-brother's being more withdrawn by nature, Max still looks up to him as an example of what a child of Zeus should be.

Personality:

Max isn't the most social kid on the block by any means but he has definitely begun to be more outgoing, or at least he's tried to be. He tries to approach people but isn't very well verse in the art of conversation and might come off insensitive or clueless from time to time.
Despite all of this, there remains one permanent aspect to Max's personality which was marked upon him while growing up. During his childhood, Max read stories about what families should be like and the discovery of his mother abandoning him paired with his Aunt's disappearance have made him near overprotective of those he calls family.

History:

The past two years at camp had been what Max would call the best time of his life, case in point, making friends that weren't of the avian persuasion, having a boyfriend for a time, pseudo-adopting a child of the God of Death as his little brother (He's just the cutest little guy), almost dying multiple times, going on two quests, and generally learning how to be a functional human being (He was still working on that last one).
Still, the time at camp had changed him, mostly for the better but he knew he couldn't stay at camp forever. That being said, the place was home. His family was here and he'd be damned if he let himself lose sight of that. He'd left camp shortly after his second quest. It had given him things to think about and work through but now he was back.
Plus, traveling around for a few months just hunting monsters by rumor or through the avian grapevine had been fun. It gave him a look at what the future could hold for him, at least for a little while after camp.
Present Day:
Sitting atop Cabin 1, Max watched the sun pull itself over the horizon with a stupid grin on his face. He wasn't sure why he was in a good mood today but he never did when these moods came over him. He just liked to enjoy them as they came and went. With a huff, he slid off the side of the cabin roof and cushioned the fall with a thought.
Stretching, the black-haired young man looked up. Maybe his dad was watching... or maybe not. It didn't really matter. Max knew he cared and wether or not he watched at any given moment didn't matter. Hmm... Would practicing his lightning-jumps be a bad idea this early in the morning? Yes, almost definitely. Would Max be doing it anyways? Yup! He needed to get his rebellious teenage years out since he'd skipped that whole phase and he'd started doing so little by little. Who knew? Maybe Max would end up a responsible and serious young man if he did it enough (Doubtful but peripherally possible, if not highly unlikely).
So he grinned and with a thunderclap and a blinding lightning bolt, he went from standing next to the Zeus Cabin, to standing at the edge of the Strawberry Fields. What a wonderful day.

I have some questions about the game. The only consoles I have is a PS4 and a 10 year old PC. Which would you go with to play on? I really can't afford anything else at the moment. Also, do you have to do the quests and tour missions? I'm a guy who has limited time with work and family. I'd like to get into the game even though I don't have a lot of free time.

AIW for having sexual fantasies about my family members after being sexually abused ?
To be extremely clear, this is very serious and real. I am a 21 year old male, living in the US with a very nice “life” good friends, good in school, promising future, strong relationships. Etc.
Edit: I would ask that you don’t downvote, I really need the feedback. I would rather you tell me I’m a sick monster than downvote.
I have made a post about this in the past, but nobody seemed to answer my question. If you want to read that version it’s on my profile.
TLDR at the bottom. This is a throwaway account because I am so deeply ashamed and conflicted.
To make a long story short I will begin with my own abuse.
When I was around 7 or 8 my older brother who was 10 or 11 taught me how to masturbate and even did it for me on a couple occasions. He then escalated into having us masturbate together and watching porn. I was so young I barely remember what I was thinking. This progressed over the next 1-2 years to him introducing the idea of kissing each other and then eventually pleasuring each other orally with it ending with attempted penetration. I was around 10 and he was around 13. This was only on a couple occasions and eventually ceased when I was about 12 and he was about 15. This was when he was starting to go to high school and meeting girls. I began acting out around this time and he gave up on me completely, acted like I didn’t exist. I never felt wrong about the sexual actions and felt it was pretty normal, didn’t think about it that often.
Here is where my issue lies. From the time I was 13 until about 20, I would have these recurring hypersexual thoughts about a lot of women. This is common I believe, however, included in these thoughts/fantasies were some of my own family members. Most often (doesent mean it was often in general) it would be my sister who is 2 years younger. I was not obsessed with her by any means but when her body started changing I took notice and instead of feeling disgusted I just hid my feelings. Not like I had a crush or anything and I fully understood it was unacceptable to touch her or try to play this out in reality However, on occasion when I would dwell on some of the physical “attraction” or excitement for more than a couple seconds I would masturbate to clear my mind, and immediately go back to operating “normally”. I never once felt guilty about this or even thought twice about it until later in life when I started to mature and look back on certain behaviors. I also entered some relationships and noticed some general sexual dysfunction.
I guess I justified it because the horny feelings were there and it was no crime to masturbate to these fantasies, another thing I think contributed to this was porn addiction. Just about every video I watched or saw on any porn site was incxst themed. This contributed to me thinking it was pretty normal and other people must be having these thoughts/feelings as well. And as long as I don’t harm anybody I was just fine. I think I considered these fantasies just as normal as fantasizing about anybody else which I did plenty of. Maybe even something that we would all laugh about in our later stages of life.
There is a very mixed reaction from the internet and I am just looking for opinions. I’m am searching for your guys opinions on my specific experience because for some reason I went from feeling like this was a normal perfectly fine stage of development to feeling like a disgusting perverted monster because of how certain people view this, including myself.
I understand this is a hard topic. Please don’t tell me to go seek therapy or “this is above reddits pay grade”. Because for 1. I am already in therapy working through my whole childhood including this, and for 2. I don’t want to hear from only a professional, I would like to hear judgements from “normal” people, because that’s who I’ll be dealing with for the rest of my life and their opinions matter just as much as anybody else’s.
I am open to any and all opinions/advice, even if you don’t relate. If you feel these were all my fault and I’m the one who’s the sick dirty person, on a similar level to pedophiles or rapists then please tell me, if you think I am deserving of understanding, let me know also.
Thanks for reading I’m sorry if I wrote a lot, I’m in a lot of distress right now and I can’t stop thinking of that.
Last thing just to clarify once more. Nobody I know has any idea of this besides my mom whom I confided in. Nobody would even suspect something like this because outwardly I am very composed. I have never attempted to touch or seduce any of these people I fantasized about and they were all close in age.
TLDR: aiw for being aroused by thoughts of sexual acts with family members.
Edit: if you know anywhere else I could post this for some more feedback that would be greatly appreciated, thanks again, sorry if I grossed you out :( but I am real and my situation exists, I don’t know where else to turn I’m terrified what friends or future partners would think.

I miss Family Guy here on the East Coast Sunday Night, I always forget to watch it on Wednesday.

We're getting ready to sell our house. We both work have 2 toddlers and a dog and have very little help with family. Our agent suggests doing open houses but from what i heard, the chances of selling from one is very slim and it's more of a marketing for the agent. That being said, we plan to manage and accommodate our schedule when our agent asks us to leave for a private showing with a potential buyer. It's just very difficult and a huge hassle for us to clean up and get out of the house all the time, especially if we feel there's no serious buyer from doing so. We are even contemplating selling to opendoor for a discounted rate to not have to deal with this but our agent assures us that it'll be a fast and easy.
Do you guys think it'll be a big mistake if we demand no open houses to our agent?

So for some context, I am in my last years of high school, and at lunch, there are around 15 girls who sit at the lunch table we usually sit at, and one guy. Over the past few years, the so-called friend groups we have have gotten bigger, with different friend groups linking into one. Inside it, there are separate close groups.

Well, for my birthday, I was planning on doing something meaningful by having my closest friends in the group and around school come to the beach for a few hours after school and then finish the day off with my family. At first, it started off with my closest friends, then I realised there would be backlash, so I invited a few more, which ended up being 16ish (not only people from the friend group) when it had started with 7. One day one of the girls who was invited blurted it out in front of the entire table. I reacted by shushing her, which I really regret as it was rude, and then I put my head in my hands to shield myself from the confrontation. The girls who weren't invited had walked away as it was the end of our lunch break, and they were upset.
I confided in my friend if what I did was wrong, and she said 'it was quite shitty' since one of the girls Lucia had overheard and previously invited me to stay in her house in my mountains along with 20 other girls 5 months ago. We were really close in the beginning when she first came to the school. I had taken her under my wing because I know what it's like to be the new girl and I didn't want her to be left out. Eventually, she found her own group in the school, and we weren't close anymore besides the occasional talk in class. My friend told me afterwards that Lucia was upset that I hadn't invited her. I felt really bad, so when I got home, the first thing I did was apologize. In the message, I said I was still figuring out the details since there were still some details I hadn't planned out because the birthday thing was getting bigger and bigger and that maybe in the end I would host something at my house. She told me it was okay. So then I invited the final girls I had in mind to invite, which Lucia was going to be included in. After that, I thought everything was okay.
Until my friends told me that the girls who hadn't yet been invited and those who had been invited were talking sh*t about me, they were saying how I am a mean person to have done what I did, and some were talking about how I am going to be blacklisted from invites now for my sh*t actions. Which I wasn't too upset about because our current social events are not fun; it's always the same thing: people getting drunk, vomiting, destroying households, and making out in front of everyone. Typical high school parties', basically. Either way, it did get into my head, so I just cancelled all my plans for my birthday because I really couldn't handle the stress of petty high school drama. Which was a bad move because it caught more attention and made me look weak. but I didn't care because it is currently exam season and I suffer a lot with my learning disabilities as they are quite strong, which really interfere with my school work, and drama would just be the cheery on top.
The reason why I am trying to make it small is because last year my birthday was such a great day as I spent half of it with some really special people in my life. It was all very spontaneous, and those who weren't part of the plan weren't offended as they knew it wasn't anything significant.
I have tried to seek guidance from my actual close friends, and some have suggested that I should be upfront and conquer my confrontation by not hiding what I am deciding to do.
Now I've decided to just stick to my old plans, as I shouldn't stop my plans for people who don't deserve my attention by doing a really, really small thing with the people I value the most, as my little circle of friends is so much fun and honestly some of the best people in my life who have supported me through some very hard times, and I am honestly truly grateful to have them, but I am worried about the consequences as it could damage everything.
So, reddit, am I the culprit for not inviting the entire friend group (the people I sit with at lunch who are most likely not my friends) to a birthday thing, which could be interpreted as a party but isn't?
I am open to any feedback; honestly, I really don't know where I should stand.
All the names stated aren't real names.
Thank you!

I have to go to events with my boyfriend and his family. I already don't like to go for various reasons, but our work schedule is opposite so I'll go just to have more time with him.
Haven't told them I'm a trans guy. Did come out as nobinary and change my name though. So they at the very least know I don't use she/her. I would honestly just prefer they/them which they knew. (Would prefer he/him again, but haven't came out and it's complicated, so I understand why they wouldn't.)
Boyfriend doesn't really like me to say anything. Plus I have discussed with him I'd prefer him to stand up to his family for me, especially since he's the reason they only think I'm nonbinary and not a guy. (He's not ready to be out as bi to them yet, it's what.)
And I'm sitting here ready to cry, I felt so confident in my clothes. Have only been called a woman and referred to as such. When I brought it up to him, he told me it just was for a few more hours. I can't leave cause he drove so I'm just stuck here.
No clue what to say/how to say it to my boyfriend, and no clue how to make it through the rest of the event.

Ok, so i’ve know this guy for a while (about 3 years) and i’ve basically liked him for all the time i’ve known him. About a week ago i spent a night over at his house and we were in his living room, we were watching a movie on his couch, we were pretty close but we weren’t really touching, so i decided to lay my head on his shoulder (this wasn’t our first time, we’ve always been kinda physical but like not all the time) and he put his arm around me. So we finished the movie at about 2pm if i remember correctly, so we went up to his room and before i had mentioned that i liked “The Wolf of Wall Street” movie so he suggested we watched it. For this i have to explain his room layout: so he has his bed in a corner then on the side of the bed there’s just a wall, facing that wall is his desk with a giant gaming computer with a gaming chair. So he moved the chair out of the way and took pillows and a giant teddy bear he has from his bed and put them against the wall opposite from the computer. Then i laid down against the pillows and he was in between the teddy’s legs. I put my head on his chest and he put one of his arms around me and the other like across his chest making its way over to my waist, so then i put my arm across his chest. Then he put his leg over mine and i put my other leg over his, so our legs were kinda intertwined. He kept kinda moving his hand to my hair then back to my back. Sometimes when i kinda pulled away he pulled me tighter. Sometimes when i looked up i saw his eyes kinda looking at my lips (i’m not certain he was looking at my lips but it looked like it). So we were about at the end of the movie and i had fallen asleep on him, then we stopped the movie and i slept on a separate bed from him. The next morning i woke up before him and went to have breakfast in his kitchen, then he came down and then we went back up to his room and finished the movie, i laid my head on his chest and he had his arm around me and that’s it. Later he went to his sister’s room and he was laying on the bed, then he like dapped me up and pulled me onto the bed and we were kinda talking and then he started tickling me. So i’m not sure if he’s just like that or if he likes me. We never text cause he’s not really a phone person. We do send each other instagram reels from time to time. And he’s a family friend and we only hang out in family gatherings. So in your opinion, is there a chance that he likes me? (I like this guy so much it’s crazy please help)

I have been fuming about this incident that happened Friday night and I have not been able to get out all my frustrations to my friends and family. So here you go Reddit, this is in hopes I can finally put these feelings to rest.
Me (21F), my boyfriend (22M) and another couple we’re friends with went to a concert that featured Walk the Moon and the Goo Goo Dolls. My state doesn’t have a lot of performers who come out to do big concerts so when they do come, there is always a huge turnout. The four of us found the perfect spot in the crowd, close enough to see the performers but also with a quick route out to use the bathroom. We have our drinks and we’re having a good time. Walk the Moon opens and then the Goo Goo Dolls take the stage. About 30 mins into their performance, this couple comes up behind me and my boyfriend, next to the family behind us. Me and my boyfriend are attached at the hip, holding up our arms together, wrapping, dancing, etc.
Some time passes and I can kind of make out the words “Dude, you keep elbowing my tits” from the woman. My boyfriend asked “What?”, looked to the guy, and the guy avoided eye contact with him. At that point, my boyfriend said that he had only bumped into her shoulder once, which I trust his word but I also knew that we weren’t close enough to them because not once did I bump into her.
In an effort to rectify the situation, my boyfriend asked for me to move a little over, which I complied with. We were trying to get our friends to see if we could move away from this couple but it was too tightly packed. So we were stuck there. Trying to keep the good vibes going, I was cheering, had my arms up, just trying to dance and have fun.
30 mins or so later, I hear her say “Girl, I can literally smell your armpits.” I turn to her incredulously (upset) because I could not believe she was complaining about BO in a concert that’s being hosted outdoors on a tropical, humid island. I gestured to the edge of the crowd twice, told her “You can go, you can leave”. When I pointed to the edge of the crowd, I brushed her shoulders and she said “Don’t touch me”. I said “I ain’t tryin to touch you” and turned my lil butt around. I kept my arms up for 3-4 songs after that out of pure spite. We ignored them from then on and they left an hour later.
Later on, because I did feel self conscious about her comment, I asked my boyfriend to smell test me. He checked and the only way that she could have smelled me was if her face was 2 inches away from my armpits.
After debriefing with my boyfriend, we came to the conclusion that she was harassing us for little to no reason. Some of the things we thought were strange in their behavior was the simple fact they did not try to move or leave after the supposed elbowing. My boyfriend took it on himself to make space between us and this couple. I full heartedly believe that if anyone believed that they were getting inappropriately touched, they would move. Especially if their partner was there. Not once did they make an effort to move. Also, it was an extremely big crowd. There is bound to be occasional bumps between people. My drink was bumped a couple times, I bumped into others, everyone did. If you did not want to be in a packed section of the crowd, you could just as easily move closer to the outskirts where it was less populated and not be bumped into. Also, her guy said and did nothing about what she was trying to say.
As for her comment about my armpits, I really believe she was just trying to find something to complain about to get me and my boyfriend’s attention again (more likely my boyfriend if we’re being honest). There was no need to make such a comment at a literal outdoor concert where everyone’s sweat mixes. It was an attempt to embarrass me. In front of who? I couldn’t begin to say.
At the end of the day, I’m more upset that she tried to make my boyfriend look like he was harassing her to do something as perverse as copping a feel. Her man didn’t even try to stand up for her and back what she was saying. We had our hands on each other the whole time and nothing untoward happened with everyone else that we were surrounded by.
If you end up seeing this and you know who you are, making that kind of a lie on someone else’s name will get you all kinds of bachi.

This is what i do: Outlook & its alias for work. Protons for import stuffs only (authentication, gov, finance..)
I was thinking making a whole new account soley for shopping while using DDG or addy. What do you guys recommend for this? Another encrypted service like Tuta? Is big tech email bad to use even with DDG? (Like yahoo or gmail)
Also i want to use one different account for friends and family using alias. I plan to not use this to sign in or anything at all.
How do you guys organize & practice privacy for these types of emails?

Hey guys… I found this group a couple weeks ago after I got out of inpatient for being extremely suicidal. Never in my life have I said screw it to all my reasons to live. Long story but I got out of inpatient after two weeks. I have BPD, Bipolar 2, OCD, GAD, panic disorder, and alcohol use disorder. It was awful being there but I ended up with great support from my care team. Now, I’ve been home for a few weeks & I’m trying my best to make it to my part time job but honestly I’m just so depressed right now I’m saying screw it to my reasons to go. I don’t know what to do. Work sometimes helps and it forces me up but I’ve called out several times due to my depression and anxiety. My husband is supportive of me taking a break but I can’t accept the fact that I can’t work. It makes me hate myself even more knowing that I can’t handle my job right now. Which adds to the cycle. But Idk if sitting at home all day (with my puppies) would help or hurt me. My boss has been extremely supportive but I hate letting down the kids and their family’s that I work with (I’m a behavior technician). I’ve already let them down so much I hate the idea of not being there for them for even longer. It’s embarrassing that I feel I can’t go to work. I hate it. But I can’t keep calling out on them due to my instability. I’m on 8 medications right now and NOTHING is working. I’m afraid if I don’t change something I’m going to get severely suicidal again. If anyone has any advice I would greatly appreciate it. TYIA🖤

Hello all!
To give context, I'm a 37 year old guy who is emigrating to Australia next year from Northern Ireland. My family live north of Brisbane and, after being over in November last year to see them, I decided that Brisbane is the city for me.
Obviously things work differently over there from here, so I've got some questions just so I know what to expect.
First, I'm seeing apartments for around 400-500pw. Is that about right for a simple 1 bed with a parking space? The reason I'm asking is because rents here aren't too far behind that, and people are telling me how expensive housing is all over Australia. For context, I currently pay about £700 a month, or to put that into weekly dollars, $350pw for a small apartment here in Belfast, with no parking, and that's considered cheap. And on housing subject, does the tenant pay any body corporate fees, or is that the landlords to pay?
I suppose I should ask what areas to stay away from as well. My sister is just saying stay away from somewhere called Logan, but that can't be the only dodgy area. I'm looking places like St Lucia, Milton, Hamilton and in the Valley. Are these ok?
As for socialising, Im quite into the goth and metal scene here, so wondering what it's like out there. I didn't see many goth people when I was out there, but I'm guessing all black and that heat doesn't mix! I've been told there are some good Anime conventions as well which I'm looking forward to. Are these annual or more regular event?
Thanking you in advance, and I'm really looking forward to starting my new life in such a fantastic city and a fantastic country!

Hey everyone,
I'm an ENFP, and I recently went through a breakup with my INTJ partner. We're both 19 years old, and it's been about two months since we split after dating for two years. The situation is pretty complicated, and I could really use some outside perspectives.
During our relationship, my INTJ partner was caught in a dilemma. He wanted to prioritize our happiness and keep our relationship going, but at the same time, he felt a strong sense of responsibility towards his parents, as is often the case in Indian culture. His parents have specific expectations about his future, especially regarding marriage and the kind of partner they want for him. They also want a good relationship with their future in-laws, which is where things get tricky because I plan to cut off ties with my parents due to their toxicity.
On top of all this, my partner's family isn't wealthy, and his dad took out loans for him to study in Australia, where he's facing financial and academic challenges. This has made him feel guilty and inadequate like he's not meeting his parents' expectations despite their sacrifices. Plus, his mother has had blood pressure problems since he left, so he feels guilty about that too, as he couldn't be there. It's pretty common for brown parents to be dependent on their children. He's also worried about his career, residency, and academic success down the line. I even convinced my parents, who were opposed to sending me to Australia. I have been manipulating them to send me to Australia, and now they have finally agreed. I don't know, I still want to go.
Even though we broke up, we've been talking on and off. I've suggested no contact a few times, but he keeps reaching out, expressing love and a desire to be together. However, he's torn between his happiness with me and fulfilling his duties towards his family. But last week, he suggested we should stop talking and he doesn't see a future with me. I'm heartbroken and shattered. I don't believe I could move on from this. He was my one true love. I know it's weird that I'm 19 and saying things like "true love," but I felt that way with him. I've been in love before but not like this. I feel like I'm not going to find someone so good. I feel like a disappointment as him marrying me would be a disappointment to his parents. I still want to move to Australia. I have good finances, and my career opportunities are also better there. I want to go for forensic psychology. I still have this 1% hope that he's going to come back. I don't know, maybe I'm delusional, but if I don't go, I will always have this regret in my heart that I didn't try.
I don't know what I should do. I feel unlovable. My parents never loved me. I don't have friends who don't just use me. I never felt this connection with anyone except my ex. I just don't want to leave. I'm pretty suicidal. All I can think about is killing myself because I don't have anything to live for. My parents hate me, and I feel the same. They are very patriarchal and just want me to get married to some rich guy so that I could keep their status high in society. I hate them so much for ignoring my other achievements. I was pretty much suicidal before the relationship, but with him, I saw hope for a good, happy future. Now I don't see anything. I still want to move there to be with him, even if it's just a 1% chance for us to get back together. I just don't want to give up hope. I know that if we don't get back, it will destroy me. But at the same moment, if I don't go, it's going to ruin me. I'm going for therapy, but it doesn't help me much because it's more focused on familial problems, my therapist thought before the breakup that he was good for me, I don't know, what to do?

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Joystick Steve 500 gems Score 2.0
Steve’s toy combo made only with Pro Pain! Lower Punch and Payback. One of the funniest combos in the game. Steve’s main Toy combo Dating Game Steve is pretty decent, so this can be paired with that, but otherwise there are better toy options.
Board Game Cleveland 1000 stones Score 5.0
Cleveland Toy combo made with all objects. Medium Motivate, Craze and Burn. Decent combo, but in the world of Toy, this doesn’t stand up to The Wheel, possibly usable in Family Guy, but nothing great.
NRA Member 1000 stones Score 3.0
Farnsworth Armed combo made with Pantry gGuns. One of the better pantry guns combo with medium punch, gas, and bomb. Only issue is Farnsworth’s hp and this combo has no defense. Also need a specialized deck to get the most out of it.
Scale:
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7-8 Still Darn Good: I’d drop 4500 in mastery stones for cm2 or 500 gems for cm1. Maybe I invest 2000 stones for cm1
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My Dad recently has started going through a divorce, not to go too deep into things but they split up and she got with another man days after and then asked my Dad to leave within the next few weeks. They didn’t mention they were split up until weeks later after my sisters birthday and a few weeks later he’s moved into his friends house until he can get his own place.
Now the problem is because this has happened and she got with another guy my family on my dads side wasn’t happy and I believe a few have messaged her some not very nice things including my own mum who hasn’t spoken to my dad in nearly 2 years.
What to do..???

I am autistic, and I have had a lot of changes over the past few months. Loss of car, loss of jobs, possible eviction, and my senior dog getting older each passing second. My boyfriend (24M) and I (19F) have been together for almost 8 months now, he just left from is little over a month visit yesterday. He has been extremely kind, helpful, understanding, supportive of my situation and my autism. He is a great man.
I have issues with trauma as well, and anger or conflict from others is something I am learning to cope with. I have been in an abusive relationship before, and have been through therapy. Yet, recently I have gotten off of my meds, (Wellbutrin), from forgetting to take them, but I am currently getting back on them. I have just been on the ring birth control, which I know affects my emotions. I feel like I am going insane. Pain hurts as if I am getting stabbed in the chest and lungs crushed. It’s difficult to convey this. Especially in a relationship.
Before he left, he recommended to spend time with family to distract my mind. My parents agreed and I stayed the night with my family and hung out with my younger siblings. I called him during the night to watch a movie, which we had to pause halfway because I was tired.
Because I don’t have a car, my rhythm and routine is off. Usually I text him I leave but while loading my bags back into the car, I didn’t. I arrived home, and told him I was home through text. Keep in mind we were on call the whole time with my mic on but sometimes he takes his headphones out.
I am transitioning to being in my house and he starts to get a little angry that I only talked about cars when I was away, it was a main topic as it consumes my brain and I am anxious about making such a big decision. But I made sure to talk about other topics like the video games we will play when I get back. I also understand that he is going back to an environment that isn’t as good back home, and that he is also hurting because of our long distance.
With heightened voices, I get scared, felt like he came straight for me with his tone alone. Though I know he is trying to convey his pain and it’s not an attack on me. We start arguing about how I am not focused on wanting to spend time with him and that he was waiting for me to get home to have time with me. We both agree we want to do something together and that I will stop looking at cars for tonight. I tell him that, “I need to eat and shower, and I can’t feel what my body needs more so I need help choosing or at least for him to soften his voice so I can calm down.” He tells me to eat but now I realizing I only have 3 dino nuggs which is not enough for a meal which means Im out of my top safe food. It makes things infinitely harder to choose an executive function when I am being told to just choose something in his louder voice.
I feel completely misunderstood, he didn’t do this before, online or in person. My autism affects my decision making and starting tasks so much. So I tell him again while crying, I will need him to soften his voice or I will be very unable to choose. I start panicking, getting into a feeling of meltdown, he says he will do it only after I do something so he can compliment me for moving forward. It’s towards doing something together online for the first time in a month and a half. I decide to set a boundary while struggling to not meltdown onto the floor, knowing he doesn’t want me calling just to hear me cry. So I tell him, “If you do not calm your voice, I will have to hang up to calm down because I cannot do so with a raised voice, but it will take a very long time to calm down.” He gets annoyed by me very easy, and I have lost friends who tell me I am so annoying. It’s scary when he says I am annoying. Especially since I think it’s because of my autism. He chooses to hang up the call for me. I call him back because I am panicking. and then he says, “I can speak softer but I am choosing not to until you do something.” This is so unlike him. So I hang up and then try to call him back. Boundaries are hard.
He isn’t calling be back until I have taken care of myself. When all I needed was his calm voice to calm down and then I could pick out of the little food I have or take a sensory nightmare shower. I told him all i need is his calmed voice. I try to call again. He says “not happening.” I say “that’s stupid” cause to not calm his voice, especially when it will help me pick a task to do things together doesn’t make sense. He said “You're right. Needing a voice to calm down and do stuff is stupid.” I turn off my phone, and cry heavily.
I don’t know what to do, it’s hard to tell if I am in the wrong. Does he need to be more understanding of my autism? Do I need to just get tasks done like an “adult”? I don’t think my struggle is invalid. Do you guys struggle with something similar in emotions and life and being seen as an adult?