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2011.01.20 00:04 wawayanda /r/CordCutters - Say Goodbye to Your Cable TV Provider!
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2012.10.04 09:21 AdrianBrony The place to share the things that scare your socks a bit loose.
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2024.05.20 09:14 Thausgt01 Cyber Core, Book Two, Chapter 09: Introductions, Salads, And Family Rivalries
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I started by dimming the north-facing windows, slowly enough to merely catch Kregorim's attention; he responded by turning his head to face them and letting his bushy eyebrows rise a bit, but generally keeping a neutral stance. Then, I animated a glowing white dot appearing on the duskward wall at roughly chest-height to my new visitor, then extending it vertically into a line, then expanding it laterally into a door. Then, I let my avatar open it 'from his side', walk through, and close it again.
“I'm called Joachim,” I said, animating the avatar's mouth to match my movements, along with rubbing the back of his head with his left hand. “And I have to say that that spell of yours was... an interesting experience.”
Kregorim nodded and offered a stiff bow. “Then we would seem to have been equal partners in the exchange,” he answered, the barest trace of a twinkle in what I could pick up of his eyes; if he had anything like a smirk under that thicket of facial hair, I couldn't detect it. “So, are there any other introductions to be made? Exchanges of oaths or demands for sacrifices, things of that nature?”
I chuckled, and pointed at the fabricators behind him. “Introductions, certainly. No sacrifices of baubles or blood, if that was what you expected. But I'd advise you to get some practice in making your own furniture. It'll take a bit of explaining, even if I try to trim it down.”
Kregorim nodded, and this time I could definitely hear a chuckle in his voice. “I would be highly disappointed were that not the case, Joachim of the mysterious outpost,” he answered. He gestured at the fabricators. “Would you mind offering a weary old scholar some assistance with these marvelous machines?”
I animated the avatar nodding, then waving at the walls. “You may have noticed that the chambers in which your...” the avatar coughed into one hand, then continued, “... Lord Zortemos Egenor Lignignory the Fourth has been settling have those empty frames on the walls of each room?” The avatar pointed off to one side, and a simplified version of the baseline model of the communication-screens appeared a handsbreadth away from his finger. “I can see and hear through them, and they have other functions as well, but this unit specifically includes the fullest expression of the tool.”
With that, I 'jumped' the avatar onto the dawnward wall of the utility room, releasing another light coughing sound to let Kregorim know where 'he' had gone. “This way, at least, I won't need to raise my voice so it carries further...”
Kregorim turned out to be a very quick study. I walked him through designing some new clothes, starting from the base model of a Chinese scholastic robe but incorporating a three layers of lighter fabric in something more akin to a Japanese kimono. Yes, I helped him figure out some more practical forms of undergarments, and the very concept of 'elastic' fascinated him; I left a mental note to explore 'latex' and the organic sources thereof with him at some later point. And, of course, getting to the first pair of suitable 'house slippers' presented no challenge at all.
Still, I satisfied his curiosity about the need for five 'magic trunks' in rather short order, and once he got into his own set of 'wondrous finery' he tossed his 'traveling robes and unmentionables' into the 'laundry' trunk. Once he'd gotten the remaining machines programmed for things like a camp-cot and bedding, a chair and writing desk and a samovar of all things, I sort of walked him through the rest of the unit's features.
“Quite an array of tankards,” he commented, in the kitchen. “Stocked well enough to entertain guests of a stature from Orks all the way down to Gnomes, unless I'm very much mistaken.”
I animated the avatar nodding. “I'll need to explain more about that, but you and the rest of the group aren't my first guests.”
He nodded, and turned to face the avatar; his smile was wide enough to re-arrange the forest of his facial hair. “I'll try to keep from disappointing Lord Zee overmuch on the point,” he said, then turned to face the refrigerator. “Another magic trunk?” he asked, examining it without touching it. “Wider than the others... does this one produce foodstuffs?”
“Not produce them, as such, but it does serve as a 'cold well', of sorts. The upper section keeps things moderately cool, the lower section keeps them frozen.”
That got another look of wonder out of him. “You can maintain ice in there, without magic?” he asked, pulling out the freezer-drawer and confirming it for himself. “What manner of foods are these?” he went on, examining the squared, shrink-wrapped blocks and rounded tubs.
“Soups, meats, and vegetables, for the most part. The rounded tubs are sort of an experiment for a dessert.”
“I don't suppose you could allow a hungry traveler something a bit more substantial?”
“You skipped past the cold box,” I pointed out. “I've been experimenting with various kinds of meats as well as vegetable dishes...”
“Soups of some sort...?” he asked, closing the freezer-drawer and opening the refrigerator. He paused, visibly confused, before extracting one of the wrapped and sealed 'meal bowls', turning it to examine it from three different angles, then replacing it to examine another, and then another. Finally, he selected one and turned to face the avatar. “The lid has markings resembling words, but I cannot say with confidence that I comprehend them precisely,” he said. “What is meant by... 'Pasta Salad Experiment Number 8'... if you don't mind?”
The avatar pointed. “The silverware you'll probably want is in the second drawer from the end,” I said. “As far as your question is concerned, I have... several different kinds of farms in the spaces below the living quarters up here on the surface, and a rather large library of information from my home that permits me to make approximations of a small but growing number of food.” I added a slight blush to the avatar's cheeks. “I have no capacity to taste or smell things, at least as you or the others might, so I have no idea whether you'll find it appetizing. All I can tell you is that I have a limited stock of various spices in the cabinet just to the right of this box, which is known as a 'refrigerator' in my language. If you feel the need to repay me for my hospitality, you're welcome to help me learn the names for the spices while we talk.”
Kregorim devoured the first salad, admitting between bites that the Lignignory family's exit from the Ducal lands to the south had been somewhat hurried and therefore their dining-experiences had been something of a gamble. “We've managed to trade for many things as we head north,” he commented. He had figured out how to get clean drinking water from the kitchen sink into an Ork-scaled flagon without much prompting, and after swallowing five mouthfuls proceeded to turn his attention to the salad. I explained the basic ingredients and principles of 'pasta', as he considered a segment of neo-rotini on his fork. He ate it, a thoughtful expression on his face, eventually dubbing it 'surprisingly flavorful'.
From there, I walked him through an explanation of the 'dish washer' and 'stove' before guiding him through a simple tour of the rest of the house. The bathroom intrigued him, but he expressed even greater fascination with the barbecue on the back patio, especially the 'fuel pellets' I provided in sealed bags from one of the lower shelves.
“Why bother with such means, when these other amazing machines can cook food with greater precision?” he asked.
“My function, the reason I exist, is to help people recover from disasters,” I answered, when he came back inside from admiring the stonework of the patio handrails. “If they happen to be more comfortable cooking their own food over a fire, I want to help them do so. Hence, the cookfire station out there. It's called a 'barbecue grill' in my language, by the way.”
“...'Your language'...” he repeated, returning to the main room and settling down into his chair with a flagon of water in his right hand. “You've also mentioned 'your home' at least once in my hearing. May I ask where you come from?”
Hoo, boy. Tough questions...
“I'm from a lot further away than you might think, to begin with,” I explained. The avatar pointed south with his right hand, in the general direction of one of the four moons glowing in the sky. “For one thing, I'm from a place with only one moon.” The avatar tapped 'his side' of the wall with the other, and an equatorial-perspective image of Earth showing North and South America along with a portion of Antarctica down at the bottom. “This is a special kind of illusion, showing details of my home from far above its surface,” I explained.
Kregorim's eyes widened and he took a long pull from his flagon. “Seas, forests, deserts, mountains, wintry wastelands,” he murmured, attention moving from one detail to the next, until finally he straightened up in his chair. “... None of the lands with which I have knowledge appear here,” he stated. “And I suspect that this globe's other face will reveal similar mysteries.”
I animated the avatar shrugging. “Likely.”
I considered my next words very carefully. “Since I arrived here, 24 days ago, I have watched the heavens as best I can. From what I have discerned, the local star... or your sun... is measurably different than mine. I haven't been able to pick out any local planets yet, but I can say for certain that if any of the stars in your sky are the ones my people had cataloged, they're too far away for me to positively identify as such.”
Kregorim took that in, eyebrows twitching, and drained his flagon dry. He took it away from his mouth with a scowl, directed at the offending drinkware, but reduced its intensity before turning back to address the avatar. “I don't suppose you've managed to produce anything like a good strong ale since you've arrived?” he asked. “Our own supplies of such things are unlikely to be fit for drinking.”
I animated the avatar raising an eyebrow and waggling a finger. “I've none available, alas, though I do have some rather promising teas,” I told him. “You'll need to fabricate a teapot, though.”
He got up and proceeded to do so. As he did, I continued, “As far as your assessment of whatever ale you've managed to carry with you, I would ask you to ask the servants to pour whatever portion of it they wish to discard into the nearest convenient sink. Hopefully, you'll be able to get the word to them before they reach that stage of unloading.”
The avatar flicked the image of Earth away, then tapped 'his side' of the wall four more times. With each one, a new visual-window opened: one displaying the view just outside the foyer, another the main stairwell from the camera on the half-step just above the second-floor landing, the third the first-floor walkway (identifiable as such by the view of Lord Zee bustling in and out of the doorway to 'his' quarters, giving directions to the flow of 'servants') and the final one the view of the ground-floor walkway.
Up among the caravan, Thusarrel acted as a kind of traffic-director, guiding groups of servants with gestures and shouts to one wagon after another, in an order that made no particular sense to me. The 'flackaroos' stayed in the center, managed by three ragged-looking folk who seemed to know what they were doing; they also hurried to rake up any droppings as quickly as possible, out of the foot-traffic of the flow of servants carrying as mismatched a collection of luggage, furniture, decor and miscellany as ever came out of an estate sale. Kregorim's wagon remained mostly ignored, though the stair-steps remained down.
On the main staircase, Adallinda and Pippa made their way downward, the 'lady' scowling at the lines of servants passing her in both directions and flowing around her too-wide dress as smoothly as possible. Pippa guided her charge to frequent rest stops on the half-landings, sparing a moment here and there to nod back at the silent looks of gratitude from the luggage-bearing people.
“You're certain that my greedy brothers have both gone for the chambers adjacent to my father's, Pippa?” Adallida demanded.
Her servant nodded once, then offered her hand to help steer the young lady back into the flow of foot-traffic. “Of course, my lady, “ she answered. “They both wish for the honor of being physically closest to your father's chosen quarters, though your cousin and sister
On the first-floor view, from the camera opposite the service staircase and now pointing toward the lobby, I just caught a glimpse of Bhiocasaid shepherding Zoti into the second 'double unit' on the first floor, Yera and Totra actually holding the somnambulent Zoti while Bhiocasaid held off Nehdud and Haruinn as they protested the two ladies staking their claim ahead of the 'more worthy young lords' of the family.
“We're not sharing quarters with you beasts, and that's simply that!” she shouted at them. “If you want your own choice of suitable quarters, you'd better get down to the ground-floor and claim one before Adallinda does!”
The boys blinked at her, then looked at each other. Nehdud spun on his heel and raced back to the cliff-face lounge area, shoving his way through the flow of servants. I winced as I watched him making half-hearted goo-goo eyes and kissy-faces at whichever of them had obviously female shapes under their travel-rags. The female servants burdened with effects, even boxes the size of filled shopping bags that couldn't possibly require two people to hold, found themselves getting extra help to disguise both women's use of the item in question as a makeshift shield against his efforts. However slowly he was moving, though, he still made faster progress than Haruinn could possibly manage.
Adallinda's voice rang out from below, shrieking in triumph. Through the final view-window, Kregorim and I observed as she managed to slap her hand on the not-glass biometric scanner next to the door to the lower double-unit, Pippa now holding the sweating lady up and maneuvering her through the door, a line of six servants carrying baggage behind them.
Nehdud pushed through the line of servants to stand in front of the handrail, slamming his fist on the stone with one hand and snarling. Then he turned to look at Haruinn, noting his near-complete lack of movement, and his rage turned to a grin. He waved at his rival for the remaining double-suite, then resumed his efforts to force his way through the flows of servants.
Haruinn clenched his fists, until Midmolk pointed at the 'service stairway' just next to the now-claimed double-unit. “Their position matches something similar on the door below, master,” he pointed out.
Haruinn nodded, clanking his way to them at best possible speed, Midmolk following with the tower-shield. The Lignignory male slapped his hand on the palm-scanner; I granted him temporary access, mostly because I wanted to see if he could possibly beat that smarmy Nehdud if he had a clearer path. The young man succeeded in surprising me by gesturing at Midmolk, who handed him the tower-shield. He proceeded to ride it down the two half-flights of stairs like a sled, scraping the heck out of the finish and arriving at the ground-floor before Nehdud made it all the way through the lobby.
Haruinn pushed himself to his apparent limit, huffing and red-faced, as he quick-marched with all of that extra metal on his front to reach the palm-scanner and slap his hand on it.
Just as Nehdud threw open the door from the ground-floor lobby to see him do it.
The knife-burdened man strode into his doorway while Nehdud sank to his knees with a frustrated scream.
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Mission Log: Day 0024
Addendum 04
Well. The jig would seem to be up, as the old folks used to say. I started by dimming the north-facing windows, slowly enough to merely catch Kregorim's attention; he responded by turning his head to face them and letting his bushy eyebrows rise a bit, but generally keeping a neutral stance. Then, I animated a glowing white dot appearing on the duskward wall at roughly chest-height to my new visitor, then extending it vertically into a line, then expanding it laterally into a door. Then, I let my avatar open it 'from his side', walk through, and close it again.
“I'm called Joachim,” I said, animating the avatar's mouth to match my movements, along with rubbing the back of his head with his left hand. “And I have to say that that spell of yours was... an interesting experience.”
Kregorim nodded and offered a stiff bow. “Then we would seem to have been equal partners in the exchange,” he answered, the barest trace of a twinkle in what I could pick up of his eyes; if he had anything like a smirk under that thicket of facial hair, I couldn't detect it. “So, are there any other introductions to be made? Exchanges of oaths or demands for sacrifices, things of that nature?”
I chuckled, and pointed at the fabricators behind him. “Introductions, certainly. No sacrifices of baubles or blood, if that was what you expected. But I'd advise you to get some practice in making your own furniture. It'll take a bit of explaining, even if I try to trim it down.”
Kregorim nodded, and this time I could definitely hear a chuckle in his voice. “I would be highly disappointed were that not the case, Joachim of the mysterious outpost,” he answered. He gestured at the fabricators. “Would you mind offering a weary old scholar some assistance with these marvelous machines?”
I animated the avatar nodding, then waving at the walls. “You may have noticed that the chambers in which your...” the avatar coughed into one hand, then continued, “... Lord Zortemos Egenor Lignignory the Fourth has been settling have those empty frames on the walls of each room?” The avatar pointed off to one side, and a simplified version of the baseline model of the communication-screens appeared a handsbreadth away from his finger. “I can see and hear through them, and they have other functions as well, but this unit specifically includes the fullest expression of the tool.”
With that, I 'jumped' the avatar onto the dawnward wall of the utility room, releasing another light coughing sound to let Kregorim know where 'he' had gone. “This way, at least, I won't need to raise my voice so it carries further...”
Addendum 05:
Kregorim turned out to be a very quick study. I walked him through designing some new clothes, starting from the base model of a Chinese scholastic robe but incorporating a three layers of lighter fabric in something more akin to a Japanese kimono. Yes, I helped him figure out some more practical forms of undergarments, and the very concept of 'elastic' fascinated him; I left a mental note to explore 'latex' and the organic sources thereof with him at some later point. And, of course, getting to the first pair of suitable 'house slippers' presented no challenge at all.
Still, I satisfied his curiosity about the need for five 'magic trunks' in rather short order, and once he got into his own set of 'wondrous finery' he tossed his 'traveling robes and unmentionables' into the 'laundry' trunk. Once he'd gotten the remaining machines programmed for things like a camp-cot and bedding, a chair and writing desk and a samovar of all things, I sort of walked him through the rest of the unit's features.
“Quite an array of tankards,” he commented, in the kitchen. “Stocked well enough to entertain guests of a stature from Orks all the way down to Gnomes, unless I'm very much mistaken.”
I animated the avatar nodding. “I'll need to explain more about that, but you and the rest of the group aren't my first guests.”
He nodded, and turned to face the avatar; his smile was wide enough to re-arrange the forest of his facial hair. “I'll try to keep from disappointing Lord Zee overmuch on the point,” he said, then turned to face the refrigerator. “Another magic trunk?” he asked, examining it without touching it. “Wider than the others... does this one produce foodstuffs?”
“Not produce them, as such, but it does serve as a 'cold well', of sorts. The upper section keeps things moderately cool, the lower section keeps them frozen.”
That got another look of wonder out of him. “You can maintain ice in there, without magic?” he asked, pulling out the freezer-drawer and confirming it for himself. “What manner of foods are these?” he went on, examining the squared, shrink-wrapped blocks and rounded tubs.
“Soups, meats, and vegetables, for the most part. The rounded tubs are sort of an experiment for a dessert.”
“I don't suppose you could allow a hungry traveler something a bit more substantial?”
“You skipped past the cold box,” I pointed out. “I've been experimenting with various kinds of meats as well as vegetable dishes...”
“Soups of some sort...?” he asked, closing the freezer-drawer and opening the refrigerator. He paused, visibly confused, before extracting one of the wrapped and sealed 'meal bowls', turning it to examine it from three different angles, then replacing it to examine another, and then another. Finally, he selected one and turned to face the avatar. “The lid has markings resembling words, but I cannot say with confidence that I comprehend them precisely,” he said. “What is meant by... 'Pasta Salad Experiment Number 8'... if you don't mind?”
The avatar pointed. “The silverware you'll probably want is in the second drawer from the end,” I said. “As far as your question is concerned, I have... several different kinds of farms in the spaces below the living quarters up here on the surface, and a rather large library of information from my home that permits me to make approximations of a small but growing number of food.” I added a slight blush to the avatar's cheeks. “I have no capacity to taste or smell things, at least as you or the others might, so I have no idea whether you'll find it appetizing. All I can tell you is that I have a limited stock of various spices in the cabinet just to the right of this box, which is known as a 'refrigerator' in my language. If you feel the need to repay me for my hospitality, you're welcome to help me learn the names for the spices while we talk.”
Addendum 06
Kregorim devoured the first salad, admitting between bites that the Lignignory family's exit from the Ducal lands to the south had been somewhat hurried and therefore their dining-experiences had been something of a gamble. “We've managed to trade for many things as we head north,” he commented. He had figured out how to get clean drinking water from the kitchen sink into an Ork-scaled flagon without much prompting, and after swallowing five mouthfuls proceeded to turn his attention to the salad. I explained the basic ingredients and principles of 'pasta', as he considered a segment of neo-rotini on his fork. He ate it, a thoughtful expression on his face, eventually dubbing it 'surprisingly flavorful'.
From there, I walked him through an explanation of the 'dish washer' and 'stove' before guiding him through a simple tour of the rest of the house. The bathroom intrigued him, but he expressed even greater fascination with the barbecue on the back patio, especially the 'fuel pellets' I provided in sealed bags from one of the lower shelves.
“Why bother with such means, when these other amazing machines can cook food with greater precision?” he asked.
“My function, the reason I exist, is to help people recover from disasters,” I answered, when he came back inside from admiring the stonework of the patio handrails. “If they happen to be more comfortable cooking their own food over a fire, I want to help them do so. Hence, the cookfire station out there. It's called a 'barbecue grill' in my language, by the way.”
“...'Your language'...” he repeated, returning to the main room and settling down into his chair with a flagon of water in his right hand. “You've also mentioned 'your home' at least once in my hearing. May I ask where you come from?”
Hoo, boy. Tough questions...
“I'm from a lot further away than you might think, to begin with,” I explained. The avatar pointed south with his right hand, in the general direction of one of the four moons glowing in the sky. “For one thing, I'm from a place with only one moon.” The avatar tapped 'his side' of the wall with the other, and an equatorial-perspective image of Earth showing North and South America along with a portion of Antarctica down at the bottom. “This is a special kind of illusion, showing details of my home from far above its surface,” I explained.
Kregorim's eyes widened and he took a long pull from his flagon. “Seas, forests, deserts, mountains, wintry wastelands,” he murmured, attention moving from one detail to the next, until finally he straightened up in his chair. “... None of the lands with which I have knowledge appear here,” he stated. “And I suspect that this globe's other face will reveal similar mysteries.”
I animated the avatar shrugging. “Likely.”
I considered my next words very carefully. “Since I arrived here, 24 days ago, I have watched the heavens as best I can. From what I have discerned, the local star... or your sun... is measurably different than mine. I haven't been able to pick out any local planets yet, but I can say for certain that if any of the stars in your sky are the ones my people had cataloged, they're too far away for me to positively identify as such.”
Kregorim took that in, eyebrows twitching, and drained his flagon dry. He took it away from his mouth with a scowl, directed at the offending drinkware, but reduced its intensity before turning back to address the avatar. “I don't suppose you've managed to produce anything like a good strong ale since you've arrived?” he asked. “Our own supplies of such things are unlikely to be fit for drinking.”
I animated the avatar raising an eyebrow and waggling a finger. “I've none available, alas, though I do have some rather promising teas,” I told him. “You'll need to fabricate a teapot, though.”
He got up and proceeded to do so. As he did, I continued, “As far as your assessment of whatever ale you've managed to carry with you, I would ask you to ask the servants to pour whatever portion of it they wish to discard into the nearest convenient sink. Hopefully, you'll be able to get the word to them before they reach that stage of unloading.”
The avatar flicked the image of Earth away, then tapped 'his side' of the wall four more times. With each one, a new visual-window opened: one displaying the view just outside the foyer, another the main stairwell from the camera on the half-step just above the second-floor landing, the third the first-floor walkway (identifiable as such by the view of Lord Zee bustling in and out of the doorway to 'his' quarters, giving directions to the flow of 'servants') and the final one the view of the ground-floor walkway.
Up among the caravan, Thusarrel acted as a kind of traffic-director, guiding groups of servants with gestures and shouts to one wagon after another, in an order that made no particular sense to me. The 'flackaroos' stayed in the center, managed by three ragged-looking folk who seemed to know what they were doing; they also hurried to rake up any droppings as quickly as possible, out of the foot-traffic of the flow of servants carrying as mismatched a collection of luggage, furniture, decor and miscellany as ever came out of an estate sale. Kregorim's wagon remained mostly ignored, though the stair-steps remained down.
On the main staircase, Adallinda and Pippa made their way downward, the 'lady' scowling at the lines of servants passing her in both directions and flowing around her too-wide dress as smoothly as possible. Pippa guided her charge to frequent rest stops on the half-landings, sparing a moment here and there to nod back at the silent looks of gratitude from the luggage-bearing people.
“You're certain that my greedy brothers have both gone for the chambers adjacent to my father's, Pippa?” Adallida demanded.
Her servant nodded once, then offered her hand to help steer the young lady back into the flow of foot-traffic. “Of course, my lady, “ she answered. “They both wish for the honor of being physically closest to your father's chosen quarters, though your cousin and sister
On the first-floor view, from the camera opposite the service staircase and now pointing toward the lobby, I just caught a glimpse of Bhiocasaid shepherding Zoti into the second 'double unit' on the first floor, Yera and Totra actually holding the somnambulent Zoti while Bhiocasaid held off Nehdud and Haruinn as they protested the two ladies staking their claim ahead of the 'more worthy young lords' of the family.
“We're not sharing quarters with you beasts, and that's simply that!” she shouted at them. “If you want your own choice of suitable quarters, you'd better get down to the ground-floor and claim one before Adallinda does!”
The boys blinked at her, then looked at each other. Nehdud spun on his heel and raced back to the cliff-face lounge area, shoving his way through the flow of servants. I winced as I watched him making half-hearted goo-goo eyes and kissy-faces at whichever of them had obviously female shapes under their travel-rags. The female servants burdened with effects, even boxes the size of filled shopping bags that couldn't possibly require two people to hold, found themselves getting extra help to disguise both women's use of the item in question as a makeshift shield against his efforts. However slowly he was moving, though, he still made faster progress than Haruinn could possibly manage.
Adallinda's voice rang out from below, shrieking in triumph. Through the final view-window, Kregorim and I observed as she managed to slap her hand on the not-glass biometric scanner next to the door to the lower double-unit, Pippa now holding the sweating lady up and maneuvering her through the door, a line of six servants carrying baggage behind them.
Nehdud pushed through the line of servants to stand in front of the handrail, slamming his fist on the stone with one hand and snarling. Then he turned to look at Haruinn, noting his near-complete lack of movement, and his rage turned to a grin. He waved at his rival for the remaining double-suite, then resumed his efforts to force his way through the flows of servants.
Haruinn clenched his fists, until Midmolk pointed at the 'service stairway' just next to the now-claimed double-unit. “Their position matches something similar on the door below, master,” he pointed out.
Haruinn nodded, clanking his way to them at best possible speed, Midmolk following with the tower-shield. The Lignignory male slapped his hand on the palm-scanner; I granted him temporary access, mostly because I wanted to see if he could possibly beat that smarmy Nehdud if he had a clearer path. The young man succeeded in surprising me by gesturing at Midmolk, who handed him the tower-shield. He proceeded to ride it down the two half-flights of stairs like a sled, scraping the heck out of the finish and arriving at the ground-floor before Nehdud made it all the way through the lobby.
Haruinn pushed himself to his apparent limit, huffing and red-faced, as he quick-marched with all of that extra metal on his front to reach the palm-scanner and slap his hand on it.
Just as Nehdud threw open the door from the ground-floor lobby to see him do it.
The knife-burdened man strode into his doorway while Nehdud sank to his knees with a frustrated scream.
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2024.05.20 09:14 modzer0 Ever take a dogman to the vet?
I should not be writing this. I know they will be looking for me as soon as this goes live. I had to get the word out despite all the secrecy surrounding the project. I don't know what they'll do to me when they find me, but this has to get out.
I was unemployed looking for work when I came across a job listing offering a strangely large amount of money. What did I have to loose? I called the number and they gave me a website to go to that took me through an application process and a security clearance form that I had to fill out the last seven years of my life. They said it would be months until the clearance would come through but to my surprise a month later I got a phone call telling me I had been granted Interm Secret clearance and the job would proceed.
I had to go to a building without any name on it downtown and they took my photo for an ID card and a packet of information about where I was to go to the next day.
The next morning I drove to the address with a mix of excitement and apprehension. What about this job required a security clearance? Why had I gotten my interm secret so quickly? I figured I'd soon find out when I pulled up to a gate with a card reader. I swiped my ID and the razor wire topped gate slid open so I could pass. Yeah nothing ominous about that. I drove a mile or so down the road and parked in the parking lot in front of a building that looked like the set of a prison movie. The windows were narrow slits and I could tell from a distance that the door was very heavy duty. Thinking back a few minutes ago wasn't the top of that razor wire fence angled in as if to keep something in rather than people out?
I got out and approached the heavy door. I spotted the card reader and used my ID on it and it flashed green and there was a loud clunking sound from the door as it unlocked. I had to put some muscle behind it to get it to open and then it shut behind me followed by another loud clunk as the locks reengaged.
I turned to see a thick armored window with a guard staring me down.
"First day huh?" he asked me as he looked at his screen.
"Yeah," I said a bit nervously.
"Sit tight, your department head will be coming to pick you up and take you to your in-brief," he said.
"What uh, what is this place?" I asked.
"All that will be answered by the briefing so have a seat and relax. You're likely in the safest spot in the facility," he said.
I looked at the inner door and noticed it was just as thick and heavy as the outer one. I was essentially sitting in an armored booth so he was technically right about it being safe.
When my boss arrived he was wearing scrubs and had his ID card clipped to the bottom of the V of the top.
"So, you're my new tech?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir," I replied.
"Good, hopefully you follow instructions better than the last one," he said. "I'm Dr. Tanner. You can call me 'Sir' or 'Doctor'."
"Sir, can you tell me what I'll be doing here?" I asked.
"All in due time. First you need to complete the safety briefing. It is not a joke. Take a look at the windows and doors if you need convincing. The government doesn't spend this kind of money unless it's very necessary, and it is. You'll understand the need for it when I introduce you to our charges. I'm not going to tell you yet because I enjoy the look on people's faces when they get their first peak of what we're doing here," he said. "Now, for the safety briefing. Follow me."
He began to open the inner door when he stopped and looked back at me. "Do you have any electronic devices on you?"
"No Sir, the security documents instructed me to leave my phone and anything with a digital memory in the car," I said.
"Excellent, you're already demonstrating that you can follow directions," he said. Was that a hint of a smile I saw?
He lead me down the hallway to a room on the left and used his card to unlock and open the door. After I walked inside what appeared to be a conference room he followed me inside and let the door shut.
I immediately noticed the back of the door wasn't the usual thing one would expect to see. It had a big lever in the middle that looked like it operated bolts to secure the door shut. I started to wonder what the hell I had gotten myself into. I expected to be working with maybe the facility's guard dogs. This kind of security was on a level I hadn't experienced before.
"Good, you're observant, another plus," the doctor said.
He walked over to the table and picked up a recorder and pressed play. A trilling alarm sound came for it and he let it play for a few seconds before cutting it off.
"If you hear that sound along with flashing red lights you are to go to the nearest safe room, such as this one and use this lever to bolt the door," He walked over and pressed a button by the windows and the thick glass became opaque.
"And you are to opaque the windows with the control in the room so nothing can see in," he said and then pointed to a door on the other wall that had 'Emergency Supplies' written on it. "There you will find food, water, and other necessities if you happen to be locked down for an extended period of time. There is also a radio already set to the control room frequency. If the phone is not working pull the tab on the back of the radio so the battery makes contact and reports in with the information posted on the back of the door. That's basically who you are, where you are, and if there are any threats you know of near you. Otherwise sit tight unless told otherwise."
"Threats?" I asked.
"Our charges are out of containment or an external threat," the doctor replied.
"What's so dangerous that we need bunker rooms like this?" I asked.
"All in due time," he replied. "Have you ever used a tranquilizer gun?"
"No," I responded.
"No matter, you'd need to qualify on the two types we use anyway with the security team," he said.
"Why do we need tranquilizer guns?" I asked.
"The animals we work with are dangerous. They're sedated before they get to us and one of our tasks is to make sure they stay sedated until they're returned to the enclosure. If one wakes up and slips a restraint you are not going to want to go near it to give an injection. That's why we have tranq guns," The doctor said.
"That makes perfect sense to me," I said. My curiosity was burning wondering what we were working with. Had to be something like large predators to require this much security. A grizzly would be a plausible reason why the doors had the extra bars. The force they could produce could snap the usual latches.
"Good because it's time for my favorite part. Showing the new guy what we work with," the doctor said and led the way deeper into the facility and up a set of stars to a room labeled 'observation deck'.
"The windows are to remain frosted by the electronic controls there whenever the room is not in use. They cannot see in but they seem to know someone is watching them and it upsets them. It's best for everyone if they are not upset," He reached over and pressed the button and the electronic frosting cleared.
That's the moment where my brain completely derailed and I questioned my own sanity.
"W-Werewolves?" I asked.
"No, at least not at this facility. These are a lesser known cryptid called Dogmen, kind of like Bigfoot."
"Wait, is Bigfoot real?" I asked.
"Yes, but not nearly as widespread as 'sightings' would make you think," he said.
"If these exist, what else is real?" I asked him.
"That's beyond your need to know," he said sternly, but then his face softened. "I'll lend you a book later that contains everything we've confirmed and studied. After all, if you continue with this job you will have the opportunity to work with them in the future, and it's best you know what you're getting into," he said. "One benefit they probably haven't gotten around to telling you yet is that they will pay for your education. You can become a full veterinarian working with the most interesting creatures that exist," he said. "Not a bad gig, huh?"
"Except for the part where I'm working with large dangerous creatures," I said.
"Large, intelligent, dangerous creatures," he replied. "And that is why we have procedures and rules. Things like always having more sedative staged to inject if a patient starts to wake up, having them restrained at all times, and if they do wake up you have the tranq guns to put them back under without risking yourself," he said and tapped the control to frost over the glass again.
Our next stop was back in the conference room where there were now a couple of binders.
"Now for the boring part. Study these because you'll have to pass a test on them later. It's those procedures I mentioned. It covers everything from handling the animals, dosages we use, and why we can't leave after dark."
"Wait, we can't leave after dark?" I asked, a bit alarmed.
"There are dogmen in the woods surrounding this facility. The fence does a decent job of keeping them out but they do get in and they're not happy we have some of their kind captive. They're fairly shy during the day and become active at night so it's for your own safety that once the sun sets you stay here. We have secure rooms just for the occasion, and scrubs are not short in supply if you need a change of clothing. We have a mess hall staffed 24/7 by some excellent cooks. People who can do this job are rare so they take care of us. Now get to reading, you'll have to pass a test before you're allowed to work. I'll come pick you up for lunch."
I did as he said and spent the next few hours reading with a break for the promised lunch that was beef stroganoff and actually really good. I went for seconds. Then it was back to memorizing policy and procedures till I was finally done and managed a passing score on the test. That was followed by some time at an indoor range getting qualified on the tranq guns.
The doctor reviewed my test and nodded. "Excellent, you're a fast learner. We've rescheduled some things for tomorrow so we'll have the extra help. You head home and get a good night's rest. I'll see you in the morning in the veterinary section, just follow the signs it's easy to find," the doctor said.
I did as he said and drove home. I couldn't help but be a good deal more vigilant as I looked at the woods on the way out. Dogmen were out there and no one in the area except us knew. There were the cryptid hunters but they didn't know for sure like I did from seeing a pack close up.
Needless to say I didn't get a whole lot of sleep that night. My mind was racing with the possibilities of what was real from all of the stories.
In the morning I made breakfast and sat for a bit having to give myself a reality check that yesterday wasn't just a dream, so I finally picked up my keys and headed out. I drove down the lonely road and passed through the gate without incident. I parked my car and made my way through the security checkpoints and began following the signs to the Veterinarian department. As the doctor had said, it wasn't difficult to find.
There were three entrances all like airlocks that were long enough for a gurney. It didn't take long to figure out the purpose. If you had dangerous animals inside you wanted at least one door containment so they couldn't get past you and into the larger facility.
I went inside through the airlock like doors one at a time and found myself in a very familiar veterinary clinic though one that was very well stocked.
It was then that I met my other coworker, I'll call him Mike, who was sitting on a stool reading a magazine.
"Hey, you must be the new guy. I'm Mike," he said and I introduced myself.
"So, your first big day. You excited, or terrified?" Mike asked.
"A bit of both," I said honestly.
"Relax, by the time they get to us they've been pumped with enough drugs to drop an elephant. We take samples and the guards take them back out. Then we run the usual tests like any other animal. It's easy money," Mike said. "We're never in any danger."
"What about all of the procedures?" I asked.
"There's what's written down on paper and then there's what is practical and works. If we followed the checklist for every dogman that's brought in here it would just take us twice as long, and twice as long that it can wake up," Mike said. "So relax, I'll show you what you really have to do to streamline things."
What was I to say? He'd obviously been doing this for a long time and if his system worked who was I to question it?
Our first patient of the day made me the most nervous. The security team wheeled in a restrained female on a gurney right into the middle of our space then they backed out. Being the new guy I did the basics by checking heart rate, breathing, and looking into the eyes to make sure she was out cold. Everything was normal based on the numbers I had memorized.
Mike watched me, corrected my stethoscope placement a little and started drawing blood as soon as I was done. The moment he was done he buzzed the guards to take her back out while he labeled the samples.
"Less time they're in here the better so label your samples and fill out the papers once they're taken out," Mike said. "No need to have a dangerous animal laying around while we fill out forms."
"What about the extra sedative we're supposed to have ready?" I asked.
"The tranq guns are right there. Much safer to back off out of reach and just shoot them with another dose," Mike said. I couldn't fault his logic.
We had four more patients that day all went as smoothly as the first and I was beginning to relax. It was our last patient of the day when things went wrong.
It started normally with the guards rolling the male into our space and I took vitals and checked the eyes.
"Hey, I have some dilation here. I don't think he's under enough. Where's the sedative?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it. I'll be done before he realizes what happened," Mike said and undid one of the restraints a little so he could get to the vein. It was at that point things went horribly wrong. As soon as Mike inserted the needle the male woke up and jabbed it's hand upward catching Mike in the throat and spraying blood everywhere. I moved forward out of instinct to try and tighten the restraint when I felt a searing pain across my face and my right eye went red.
I stumbled back. Oh God had I lost my eye? I shook myself out of it long enough to badge through a door and throw the bolts before pressing the intercom button. "Creature out of containment in veterinary. I think Mike is dead. I'm hurt and need a medic!" I said before blacking out.
I don't know how long it was but when I woke up I was in a hospital room and the Veterinarian was sitting beside my bed.
"You're safe, you're in a hospital and just out of cosmetic surgery. You'll have some scars but it'll look like the result of a big cat. Your eye is fine."
"Mike?" I asked.
"Dead before any help would get to him. We have video of the whole thing including you questioning him multiple times on matters of procedure. Don't let someone senior intimidate you into not being safe. You have a month's paid leave to recuperate." he said.
So here I am. I need some advice. Should I go back to work after my leave is done or turn in my resignation? It won't take them much to figure out who I am if they find this post. I also don't know what they'll do to me if they do.
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I was unemployed looking for work when I came across a job listing offering a strangely large amount of money. What did I have to loose? I called the number and they gave me a website to go to that took me through an application process and a security clearance form that I had to fill out the last seven years of my life. They said it would be months until the clearance would come through but to my surprise a month later I got a phone call telling me I had been granted Interm Secret clearance and the job would proceed.
I had to go to a building without any name on it downtown and they took my photo for an ID card and a packet of information about where I was to go to the next day.
The next morning I drove to the address with a mix of excitement and apprehension. What about this job required a security clearance? Why had I gotten my interm secret so quickly? I figured I'd soon find out when I pulled up to a gate with a card reader. I swiped my ID and the razor wire topped gate slid open so I could pass. Yeah nothing ominous about that. I drove a mile or so down the road and parked in the parking lot in front of a building that looked like the set of a prison movie. The windows were narrow slits and I could tell from a distance that the door was very heavy duty. Thinking back a few minutes ago wasn't the top of that razor wire fence angled in as if to keep something in rather than people out?
I got out and approached the heavy door. I spotted the card reader and used my ID on it and it flashed green and there was a loud clunking sound from the door as it unlocked. I had to put some muscle behind it to get it to open and then it shut behind me followed by another loud clunk as the locks reengaged.
I turned to see a thick armored window with a guard staring me down.
"First day huh?" he asked me as he looked at his screen.
"Yeah," I said a bit nervously.
"Sit tight, your department head will be coming to pick you up and take you to your in-brief," he said.
"What uh, what is this place?" I asked.
"All that will be answered by the briefing so have a seat and relax. You're likely in the safest spot in the facility," he said.
I looked at the inner door and noticed it was just as thick and heavy as the outer one. I was essentially sitting in an armored booth so he was technically right about it being safe.
When my boss arrived he was wearing scrubs and had his ID card clipped to the bottom of the V of the top.
"So, you're my new tech?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir," I replied.
"Good, hopefully you follow instructions better than the last one," he said. "I'm Dr. Tanner. You can call me 'Sir' or 'Doctor'."
"Sir, can you tell me what I'll be doing here?" I asked.
"All in due time. First you need to complete the safety briefing. It is not a joke. Take a look at the windows and doors if you need convincing. The government doesn't spend this kind of money unless it's very necessary, and it is. You'll understand the need for it when I introduce you to our charges. I'm not going to tell you yet because I enjoy the look on people's faces when they get their first peak of what we're doing here," he said. "Now, for the safety briefing. Follow me."
He began to open the inner door when he stopped and looked back at me. "Do you have any electronic devices on you?"
"No Sir, the security documents instructed me to leave my phone and anything with a digital memory in the car," I said.
"Excellent, you're already demonstrating that you can follow directions," he said. Was that a hint of a smile I saw?
He lead me down the hallway to a room on the left and used his card to unlock and open the door. After I walked inside what appeared to be a conference room he followed me inside and let the door shut.
I immediately noticed the back of the door wasn't the usual thing one would expect to see. It had a big lever in the middle that looked like it operated bolts to secure the door shut. I started to wonder what the hell I had gotten myself into. I expected to be working with maybe the facility's guard dogs. This kind of security was on a level I hadn't experienced before.
"Good, you're observant, another plus," the doctor said.
He walked over to the table and picked up a recorder and pressed play. A trilling alarm sound came for it and he let it play for a few seconds before cutting it off.
"If you hear that sound along with flashing red lights you are to go to the nearest safe room, such as this one and use this lever to bolt the door," He walked over and pressed a button by the windows and the thick glass became opaque.
"And you are to opaque the windows with the control in the room so nothing can see in," he said and then pointed to a door on the other wall that had 'Emergency Supplies' written on it. "There you will find food, water, and other necessities if you happen to be locked down for an extended period of time. There is also a radio already set to the control room frequency. If the phone is not working pull the tab on the back of the radio so the battery makes contact and reports in with the information posted on the back of the door. That's basically who you are, where you are, and if there are any threats you know of near you. Otherwise sit tight unless told otherwise."
"Threats?" I asked.
"Our charges are out of containment or an external threat," the doctor replied.
"What's so dangerous that we need bunker rooms like this?" I asked.
"All in due time," he replied. "Have you ever used a tranquilizer gun?"
"No," I responded.
"No matter, you'd need to qualify on the two types we use anyway with the security team," he said.
"Why do we need tranquilizer guns?" I asked.
"The animals we work with are dangerous. They're sedated before they get to us and one of our tasks is to make sure they stay sedated until they're returned to the enclosure. If one wakes up and slips a restraint you are not going to want to go near it to give an injection. That's why we have tranq guns," The doctor said.
"That makes perfect sense to me," I said. My curiosity was burning wondering what we were working with. Had to be something like large predators to require this much security. A grizzly would be a plausible reason why the doors had the extra bars. The force they could produce could snap the usual latches.
"Good because it's time for my favorite part. Showing the new guy what we work with," the doctor said and led the way deeper into the facility and up a set of stars to a room labeled 'observation deck'.
"The windows are to remain frosted by the electronic controls there whenever the room is not in use. They cannot see in but they seem to know someone is watching them and it upsets them. It's best for everyone if they are not upset," He reached over and pressed the button and the electronic frosting cleared.
That's the moment where my brain completely derailed and I questioned my own sanity.
"W-Werewolves?" I asked.
"No, at least not at this facility. These are a lesser known cryptid called Dogmen, kind of like Bigfoot."
"Wait, is Bigfoot real?" I asked.
"Yes, but not nearly as widespread as 'sightings' would make you think," he said.
"If these exist, what else is real?" I asked him.
"That's beyond your need to know," he said sternly, but then his face softened. "I'll lend you a book later that contains everything we've confirmed and studied. After all, if you continue with this job you will have the opportunity to work with them in the future, and it's best you know what you're getting into," he said. "One benefit they probably haven't gotten around to telling you yet is that they will pay for your education. You can become a full veterinarian working with the most interesting creatures that exist," he said. "Not a bad gig, huh?"
"Except for the part where I'm working with large dangerous creatures," I said.
"Large, intelligent, dangerous creatures," he replied. "And that is why we have procedures and rules. Things like always having more sedative staged to inject if a patient starts to wake up, having them restrained at all times, and if they do wake up you have the tranq guns to put them back under without risking yourself," he said and tapped the control to frost over the glass again.
Our next stop was back in the conference room where there were now a couple of binders.
"Now for the boring part. Study these because you'll have to pass a test on them later. It's those procedures I mentioned. It covers everything from handling the animals, dosages we use, and why we can't leave after dark."
"Wait, we can't leave after dark?" I asked, a bit alarmed.
"There are dogmen in the woods surrounding this facility. The fence does a decent job of keeping them out but they do get in and they're not happy we have some of their kind captive. They're fairly shy during the day and become active at night so it's for your own safety that once the sun sets you stay here. We have secure rooms just for the occasion, and scrubs are not short in supply if you need a change of clothing. We have a mess hall staffed 24/7 by some excellent cooks. People who can do this job are rare so they take care of us. Now get to reading, you'll have to pass a test before you're allowed to work. I'll come pick you up for lunch."
I did as he said and spent the next few hours reading with a break for the promised lunch that was beef stroganoff and actually really good. I went for seconds. Then it was back to memorizing policy and procedures till I was finally done and managed a passing score on the test. That was followed by some time at an indoor range getting qualified on the tranq guns.
The doctor reviewed my test and nodded. "Excellent, you're a fast learner. We've rescheduled some things for tomorrow so we'll have the extra help. You head home and get a good night's rest. I'll see you in the morning in the veterinary section, just follow the signs it's easy to find," the doctor said.
I did as he said and drove home. I couldn't help but be a good deal more vigilant as I looked at the woods on the way out. Dogmen were out there and no one in the area except us knew. There were the cryptid hunters but they didn't know for sure like I did from seeing a pack close up.
Needless to say I didn't get a whole lot of sleep that night. My mind was racing with the possibilities of what was real from all of the stories.
In the morning I made breakfast and sat for a bit having to give myself a reality check that yesterday wasn't just a dream, so I finally picked up my keys and headed out. I drove down the lonely road and passed through the gate without incident. I parked my car and made my way through the security checkpoints and began following the signs to the Veterinarian department. As the doctor had said, it wasn't difficult to find.
There were three entrances all like airlocks that were long enough for a gurney. It didn't take long to figure out the purpose. If you had dangerous animals inside you wanted at least one door containment so they couldn't get past you and into the larger facility.
I went inside through the airlock like doors one at a time and found myself in a very familiar veterinary clinic though one that was very well stocked.
It was then that I met my other coworker, I'll call him Mike, who was sitting on a stool reading a magazine.
"Hey, you must be the new guy. I'm Mike," he said and I introduced myself.
"So, your first big day. You excited, or terrified?" Mike asked.
"A bit of both," I said honestly.
"Relax, by the time they get to us they've been pumped with enough drugs to drop an elephant. We take samples and the guards take them back out. Then we run the usual tests like any other animal. It's easy money," Mike said. "We're never in any danger."
"What about all of the procedures?" I asked.
"There's what's written down on paper and then there's what is practical and works. If we followed the checklist for every dogman that's brought in here it would just take us twice as long, and twice as long that it can wake up," Mike said. "So relax, I'll show you what you really have to do to streamline things."
What was I to say? He'd obviously been doing this for a long time and if his system worked who was I to question it?
Our first patient of the day made me the most nervous. The security team wheeled in a restrained female on a gurney right into the middle of our space then they backed out. Being the new guy I did the basics by checking heart rate, breathing, and looking into the eyes to make sure she was out cold. Everything was normal based on the numbers I had memorized.
Mike watched me, corrected my stethoscope placement a little and started drawing blood as soon as I was done. The moment he was done he buzzed the guards to take her back out while he labeled the samples.
"Less time they're in here the better so label your samples and fill out the papers once they're taken out," Mike said. "No need to have a dangerous animal laying around while we fill out forms."
"What about the extra sedative we're supposed to have ready?" I asked.
"The tranq guns are right there. Much safer to back off out of reach and just shoot them with another dose," Mike said. I couldn't fault his logic.
We had four more patients that day all went as smoothly as the first and I was beginning to relax. It was our last patient of the day when things went wrong.
It started normally with the guards rolling the male into our space and I took vitals and checked the eyes.
"Hey, I have some dilation here. I don't think he's under enough. Where's the sedative?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it. I'll be done before he realizes what happened," Mike said and undid one of the restraints a little so he could get to the vein. It was at that point things went horribly wrong. As soon as Mike inserted the needle the male woke up and jabbed it's hand upward catching Mike in the throat and spraying blood everywhere. I moved forward out of instinct to try and tighten the restraint when I felt a searing pain across my face and my right eye went red.
I stumbled back. Oh God had I lost my eye? I shook myself out of it long enough to badge through a door and throw the bolts before pressing the intercom button. "Creature out of containment in veterinary. I think Mike is dead. I'm hurt and need a medic!" I said before blacking out.
I don't know how long it was but when I woke up I was in a hospital room and the Veterinarian was sitting beside my bed.
"You're safe, you're in a hospital and just out of cosmetic surgery. You'll have some scars but it'll look like the result of a big cat. Your eye is fine."
"Mike?" I asked.
"Dead before any help would get to him. We have video of the whole thing including you questioning him multiple times on matters of procedure. Don't let someone senior intimidate you into not being safe. You have a month's paid leave to recuperate." he said.
So here I am. I need some advice. Should I go back to work after my leave is done or turn in my resignation? It won't take them much to figure out who I am if they find this post. I also don't know what they'll do to me if they do.
2024.05.20 09:12 Gulpgulpgulpppp Why can’t she just leave me alone?!?
Me 27 male has a beautiful wife 25 female. She has a sister 18 female. Her sister wants to sleep with me. Any time I go to her parent’s house her sister is waiting half naked in her room for me. She says weird things like: “fill me up!” Or “yes daddy” and will go as far as to try to get me drunk. Now I barely drink though I am a 200 pound professional boxer and wait lifter. And I believe that drinking is not good. But anyways last week It was the last straw. She followed me in the bathroom and when I pulled down my pants to use the bathroom she grabbed my shlong and said: “mhm I bet you like it huh…?” I love my wife very much so I shoved her on the ground and went to her mom’s room to use her bathroom. After that was dinner. So after we ate I carried my wife sleeping body in to our truck and drove home. The next morning I went to go work out. So I left a note saying “ hey babe I’m at the gym I’ll be back 10:00 am.” It was 8:30 at the time. As I parked my car in the drive way and I got inside I saw her sister waiting my the waits. I tried to leave and as I got in the lot she kissed me I pushed her off me and said: “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!” It looked like she was abt to cry so I drove her home. As I was driving her home she slid my pants down I couldn’t pull them back up bc I was driving and she started moving her hand closer. I was solid at the time so she thought I wanted her so she chuckled and started sucking. I dropped her off and went home (comment if you want pt 2)
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2024.05.20 09:12 JustMarshalling First 2 weeks: Detailed Playdate review
TL;DR It's a fun, novel handheld for people who want a completely unique, ultra-portable experience and don't like phone games. It comes with a fantastic community that keeps me coming back. Y’all are awesome!
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Howdy! Here's my lengthy Playdate review after my first two weeks, including some observations I don't think I've seen anyone mention yet. I hope this helps someone decide if this quirky little thing is worth it.
Why I wanted a Playdate: I'm a casual gamer. I love my Switch (Stardew, Tower Fall, A Short Hike, It Takes Two, Smash Bros, etc) and hate my Xbox (purely Rocket League). I play mostly at home because, frankly, the Switch isn't portable enough as I can't throw it in my pocket and I ain't about to carry a bag around in case I want to check on my farm. Phone games never appealed to me as I just don't enjoy touch screens for interactive entertainment, plus ads can go eat dirt. I learned about the Playdate when it was first announced, but I'm cautious of completely new devices as we live in a world of cool ideas that get abandoned (my poor Pebble). But after preorders started arriving and the developer community continued growing, I realized the Playdate's development, evolution, and relevance won't depend on one company, but a whole involved group of people who all want this thing to succeed. So, I went for it.
The physical console: My immediate thought after unboxing was, this plastic is a little... gritty? Not cheap-feeling, but I was expecting a soft-touch plastic. The Playdate surface almost felt like a very fine fingernail file, but I got used to it quickly. Everything else about the build is flawless. It's solid, easy to throw in your pocket or backpack, and I can't stop picking it up. The crank is perfectly tuned, it takes no effort to turn but stays static when you don't touch it. The crank sensor is extremely precise. And the speaker on this thing genuinely surprised me, I’d say it rivals smartphone speakers.
The OS: Super clean, concise operating system, it solely exists to get you to your games. You have your home page to scroll through your library, Settings with 0 fluff, and the Catalog app (with the best shopping mart music). One gripe about Catalog is I wish it had a simple search or just “View all” option rather than sifting through collections. Of course you can search on a computephone but I would enjoy slightly more robust navigation on the Playdate itself.
The Screen: When the lighting is right, this screen looks amazing. It’s crisp and snappy. Very reminiscent of Pebble. BUT it would still be nice to have a backlight. It isn’t papematte like a Kindle screen, it’s reflective and really weird with light angles. For example, I’ve played on my covered balcony with full sunlight around me, but the dark ceiling of my balcony made it hard to see even with sunlight all around. I had to angle the screen toward the sky to get a better reflection.
The games: I’ve only scratched the surface of what this platform has to offer, but I’ll share my early thoughts. I’ve contained my urge to buy everything at once, sticking with 1-2 Catalog/Itch games a week to give each game a fair chance. Although I love the arcade games with precise crank controls, I’m eager to see more narrative options as the Playdate has certainly opened the door for the writers who want to make their brilliant storylines interactive. * Whitewater Wipeout: While it is fun, this is oddly one of my least favorite games so far. Even after dozens of attempts, the cranking direction vs what you see on screen just doesn’t feel right. * Casual Birder: Very cute, relaxing game. Feels very Stardew-adjacent with witty dialogue and a rewarding plot. I wish the story was a bit longer, it just sorta ends. I was enjoying the journey so much that the sudden conclusion made me sad that it was over so quickly. * Crankin’s Time Travel Adventure: This is exactly the kinda game you can only get with the Playdate. The controls are tight and the audio effects are hilarious and immersive. My only gripe (which feels like I’m overlooking something) is that you can’t replay levels you’ve already completed. I want to hand the game to my friends but I don’t want to start them on the difficult levels I’m on. * Boogie Loops: This one feels a bit over my head, or perhaps I just haven’t given it a fair shot. Everyone should have their own opinion but this doesn’t feel like something that you’d buy a Playdate for. I’m sure I’ve missed something but I just haven’t found much entertainment from it.
Now for a few Catalog games. * Root Bear: Phenomenal. Games like this are largely why I wanted the Playdate. It’s quirky, unique, utilizes the crank very precisely, and has tons of replayability. $103 so far! * A Balanced Brew: Sensational. Another great example of precise cranking. The visuals are striking and the evermore-challenging stages never feel repetitive. Flawless physics. * Recommendation Dog: At first I wasn’t all that enthused, but after a couple tries this is now one of my favorites. Such a fun use of the crank and hilarious details throughout the Rolodex. * A Joke That’s Worth .99¢: I hear that song in my nightmares now. Such a silly, Souls-difficulty game. Beautifully miserable, disgustingly replayable, just a true scourge that I can’t stop playing. 0/10 but maybe 12/10 depending on if I ever hear the damn punchline.
Itch.io has endless options, here are a few notable ones. * super corporate tax evader: Fun little game, cute crank feature. But I lost interest after a few plays, it’s pretty limited in content and I feel like it’s fairly easy to get high scores once you figure it out. I hope it updates with more content and more challenging situations, because it’s a smart little game. * Binairo: This is an example of a game you can easily get on your phone, but it’s just more tangible and fun on this little black and white screen. I’ve spent a lot of time solving these deceptively simple puzzles. * Maze: Fantastic ball balance game. The accelerometer in the Playdate is astonishingly sensitive, which makes this an awesome challenge. It even works upright which is weirdly intuitive. * Memory Lane: Basic card matching memory game, but the aesthetics and simplicity are very nice. Again, more enjoyable on Playdate than a phone screen.
I’m still trying a few more but haven’t played them enough to have a full impression: Post Hero, Reel Steal, Simorgh, About Time.
I hope this is informative for someone! I’ll probably check in with a smaller update in a few more weeks or after Season 1.
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Howdy! Here's my lengthy Playdate review after my first two weeks, including some observations I don't think I've seen anyone mention yet. I hope this helps someone decide if this quirky little thing is worth it.
Why I wanted a Playdate: I'm a casual gamer. I love my Switch (Stardew, Tower Fall, A Short Hike, It Takes Two, Smash Bros, etc) and hate my Xbox (purely Rocket League). I play mostly at home because, frankly, the Switch isn't portable enough as I can't throw it in my pocket and I ain't about to carry a bag around in case I want to check on my farm. Phone games never appealed to me as I just don't enjoy touch screens for interactive entertainment, plus ads can go eat dirt. I learned about the Playdate when it was first announced, but I'm cautious of completely new devices as we live in a world of cool ideas that get abandoned (my poor Pebble). But after preorders started arriving and the developer community continued growing, I realized the Playdate's development, evolution, and relevance won't depend on one company, but a whole involved group of people who all want this thing to succeed. So, I went for it.
The physical console: My immediate thought after unboxing was, this plastic is a little... gritty? Not cheap-feeling, but I was expecting a soft-touch plastic. The Playdate surface almost felt like a very fine fingernail file, but I got used to it quickly. Everything else about the build is flawless. It's solid, easy to throw in your pocket or backpack, and I can't stop picking it up. The crank is perfectly tuned, it takes no effort to turn but stays static when you don't touch it. The crank sensor is extremely precise. And the speaker on this thing genuinely surprised me, I’d say it rivals smartphone speakers.
The OS: Super clean, concise operating system, it solely exists to get you to your games. You have your home page to scroll through your library, Settings with 0 fluff, and the Catalog app (with the best shopping mart music). One gripe about Catalog is I wish it had a simple search or just “View all” option rather than sifting through collections. Of course you can search on a computephone but I would enjoy slightly more robust navigation on the Playdate itself.
The Screen: When the lighting is right, this screen looks amazing. It’s crisp and snappy. Very reminiscent of Pebble. BUT it would still be nice to have a backlight. It isn’t papematte like a Kindle screen, it’s reflective and really weird with light angles. For example, I’ve played on my covered balcony with full sunlight around me, but the dark ceiling of my balcony made it hard to see even with sunlight all around. I had to angle the screen toward the sky to get a better reflection.
The games: I’ve only scratched the surface of what this platform has to offer, but I’ll share my early thoughts. I’ve contained my urge to buy everything at once, sticking with 1-2 Catalog/Itch games a week to give each game a fair chance. Although I love the arcade games with precise crank controls, I’m eager to see more narrative options as the Playdate has certainly opened the door for the writers who want to make their brilliant storylines interactive. * Whitewater Wipeout: While it is fun, this is oddly one of my least favorite games so far. Even after dozens of attempts, the cranking direction vs what you see on screen just doesn’t feel right. * Casual Birder: Very cute, relaxing game. Feels very Stardew-adjacent with witty dialogue and a rewarding plot. I wish the story was a bit longer, it just sorta ends. I was enjoying the journey so much that the sudden conclusion made me sad that it was over so quickly. * Crankin’s Time Travel Adventure: This is exactly the kinda game you can only get with the Playdate. The controls are tight and the audio effects are hilarious and immersive. My only gripe (which feels like I’m overlooking something) is that you can’t replay levels you’ve already completed. I want to hand the game to my friends but I don’t want to start them on the difficult levels I’m on. * Boogie Loops: This one feels a bit over my head, or perhaps I just haven’t given it a fair shot. Everyone should have their own opinion but this doesn’t feel like something that you’d buy a Playdate for. I’m sure I’ve missed something but I just haven’t found much entertainment from it.
Now for a few Catalog games. * Root Bear: Phenomenal. Games like this are largely why I wanted the Playdate. It’s quirky, unique, utilizes the crank very precisely, and has tons of replayability. $103 so far! * A Balanced Brew: Sensational. Another great example of precise cranking. The visuals are striking and the evermore-challenging stages never feel repetitive. Flawless physics. * Recommendation Dog: At first I wasn’t all that enthused, but after a couple tries this is now one of my favorites. Such a fun use of the crank and hilarious details throughout the Rolodex. * A Joke That’s Worth .99¢: I hear that song in my nightmares now. Such a silly, Souls-difficulty game. Beautifully miserable, disgustingly replayable, just a true scourge that I can’t stop playing. 0/10 but maybe 12/10 depending on if I ever hear the damn punchline.
Itch.io has endless options, here are a few notable ones. * super corporate tax evader: Fun little game, cute crank feature. But I lost interest after a few plays, it’s pretty limited in content and I feel like it’s fairly easy to get high scores once you figure it out. I hope it updates with more content and more challenging situations, because it’s a smart little game. * Binairo: This is an example of a game you can easily get on your phone, but it’s just more tangible and fun on this little black and white screen. I’ve spent a lot of time solving these deceptively simple puzzles. * Maze: Fantastic ball balance game. The accelerometer in the Playdate is astonishingly sensitive, which makes this an awesome challenge. It even works upright which is weirdly intuitive. * Memory Lane: Basic card matching memory game, but the aesthetics and simplicity are very nice. Again, more enjoyable on Playdate than a phone screen.
I’m still trying a few more but haven’t played them enough to have a full impression: Post Hero, Reel Steal, Simorgh, About Time.
I hope this is informative for someone! I’ll probably check in with a smaller update in a few more weeks or after Season 1.
2024.05.20 09:12 starstreakss I cant move on and it is killing me
this guy i have been talking to for almost two years told me to move on because he couldnt be a good partner to me rn because of things that are happening in his life (he refused to tell me what). later he texted me that he loves me and that he hopes that God will bring us back together in the future, that he wishes that we are destined to each others. he told me that I was his. I have tried so hard to convince him to talk things through but he just does not respond to me when I ask. he says that he is embarrassed to tell me the state of his life.
my physical and mental health has been declining alot lately and i had a panic attack yesterday. I called him multiple times and he didnt respond. I texted him saying that i needed to talk things through because it is eating me from the inside. no response. i told him that my health is getting really bad, also no response. I need closure and he refuses to give it to me. idk what to do. i am in such a bad place, i dont even want to date this man i just dont want to feel worthless and abandoned. what do i do?
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my physical and mental health has been declining alot lately and i had a panic attack yesterday. I called him multiple times and he didnt respond. I texted him saying that i needed to talk things through because it is eating me from the inside. no response. i told him that my health is getting really bad, also no response. I need closure and he refuses to give it to me. idk what to do. i am in such a bad place, i dont even want to date this man i just dont want to feel worthless and abandoned. what do i do?
2024.05.20 09:11 Chao-thicc Leaving the bowl because I finally realized that I’m actually a lesbian after all (SB)
The title is pretty self-explanatory, but I will share context below, I was previously bisexual at this point.
When I first came into the bowl, I was really excited about the sugar dynamic because it would allow me to avoid the inevitable domestic future I would have with a man in a vanilla relationship (that should’ve been my first sign). I’ve always told people that I really wasn’t all that comfortable being in a relationship with a man unless there was more of an incentive other than being a wife and mother for men (again, another sign).
Another sign of this revelation was realizing that I got over by vanilla ex who cheated on me in about two months before jumping back onto the site (I wasn’t even angry that he cheated, I was more angry that I sacrificed my emotional support to him and I admittedly had more of a crush on the girl he cheated on me with as they were friends).
But all in all, I have unrealistic expectations when it came to my attraction to men like them being ok with me being more “masculine” in personality and only being attracted to men if they were a more feminine leaning; whereas I would literally let any woman walk all over me and I would thank them for their time. It’s about time I stop lying to myself and let myself pursue a relationship that is fulfilling in every way, which is with a woman.
So it is about time I depart from the bowl for good instead of taking another year-long break to focus on “other things”, which I think was just an excuse for me not to pursue heavily sexual relationships with men at this point.
I also write this in case anyone may have some conflicting feelings on their sexuality as well. It’s never too late to come to terms with your sexuality (seriously I’m 26 and I’m just now coming out about this now).
It was fun being on this forum and hearing all the wacky and frightening stories about the bowl.
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When I first came into the bowl, I was really excited about the sugar dynamic because it would allow me to avoid the inevitable domestic future I would have with a man in a vanilla relationship (that should’ve been my first sign). I’ve always told people that I really wasn’t all that comfortable being in a relationship with a man unless there was more of an incentive other than being a wife and mother for men (again, another sign).
Another sign of this revelation was realizing that I got over by vanilla ex who cheated on me in about two months before jumping back onto the site (I wasn’t even angry that he cheated, I was more angry that I sacrificed my emotional support to him and I admittedly had more of a crush on the girl he cheated on me with as they were friends).
But all in all, I have unrealistic expectations when it came to my attraction to men like them being ok with me being more “masculine” in personality and only being attracted to men if they were a more feminine leaning; whereas I would literally let any woman walk all over me and I would thank them for their time. It’s about time I stop lying to myself and let myself pursue a relationship that is fulfilling in every way, which is with a woman.
So it is about time I depart from the bowl for good instead of taking another year-long break to focus on “other things”, which I think was just an excuse for me not to pursue heavily sexual relationships with men at this point.
I also write this in case anyone may have some conflicting feelings on their sexuality as well. It’s never too late to come to terms with your sexuality (seriously I’m 26 and I’m just now coming out about this now).
It was fun being on this forum and hearing all the wacky and frightening stories about the bowl.
2024.05.20 09:10 RedSiren2 Parent's Day is full of woe (fanscript/fanepisode) (spoilers) (part 4)
TW: Implication of alcoholism by the end
Scene: Outside the school walls. Xavier walks over the meadow to some of the seats where some of the friends, Wednesday included are sitting. Suddenly, Morticia appears by his side.
Morticia: My dear.
Xavier: (looking at her surprised) Oh…
Gomez: (steps up next to him as well, smiling) We didn’t get a chance to talk last time.
Morticia: It’s Xavier, right? Or Exavier?
Xavier: (blows out air) Whichever you prefer.
They chuckle a little.
Xavier: (smiles) Both is quite alright.
They smile and walk on with him. Morticia takes his arm meanwhile.
Gomez: You’ve been keeping our little stormcloud company very well, we’ve heard?
Xavier: Yes… (smirks) … I do. Still do, very much so.
Morticia: (looks at him for a moment, smiling, but a tad of somberness sneaks in) A lot of people do not bother to keep going with us like this.
Xavier: (smiles, shrugs) I guess that’s just what I do.
Gomez: (looks at him for a long moment as well, then smiles and pats his shoulder) Must be your blood. Your father always took pride in his family’s insistence to never back down from a fight.
Xavier: (sighs a little) He still does that as well.
Morticia: I remember his prowess in fencing. Not many could hold their ground against him – I heard you also fence?
Xavier: (nods) But my main thing is art, to be honest. I rather do sports on the side.
Gomez: I’ve seen some of your work. (puts a hand on his back) Very kahlo, lovely.
Xavier: (chuckles)
Morticia: It’s much like her work, save for the blood and skeletons.
Xavier: (chuckles a little) That’s reserved for my nightmare collection.
Morticia and Gomez: (very interigued) Oh?
They keep talking and chuckling as they walk slower. Wednesday watches them closely, with an expression hard to read. Eugene comes stomping over, without his moms, and flops down on the bench between her and Bianca.
Wednesday: (not turning to him) Have your moms left already?
Eugene: (coldly) Maybe. I’m not talking to them any more today, so there’s that.
Bianca: (looks at him)
Eugene: (looking at his phone, coldly) It’s nice to get a say in something, right?
Bianca: Right.
Eugene: (cools down a little) How was it with you guys?
Bianca: (sighs) Don’t ask. I hope my mom doesn’t try to make any more conversation today as well.
Eugene looks at her, then presses her hand.
Wednesday: We had a talk with the principal. He decided to skip my late-night maraudering because he knew they’d love it, and left it at that I’m starting to have a bad influence on all of you.
Bianca and Eugene chuckle
Wednesday: Well, isn’t it true?
Bianca: It’s awfully nice of him.
They exchange a smirk. Even Eugene smiles a little again. Ajax comes running over.
Ajax: Have you guys seen Enid?
Bianca: She went back to the castle a while ago, but I haven’t seen her since.
Ajax: (sighs, sits down and fetches his phone)
Xavier, Morticia and Gomez reach their group, still chatting cheerfully.
Xavier: (to Wednesday) Hey.
Wednesday: I see you’ve met my parents.
Xavier: Well met, I’d say.
Gomez: Oh, I’d say so too, dear boy.
Morticia: He really has the charm of his family.
Wednesday: (furrows her brows) Really?
Xavier rolls his eyes, but before he can say anything, Mrs. Sinclair arrives.
Esther: (to the group) Have you kids seen Enid? She ran out on us.
Wednesday: Already? Well done.
They exchange a glare.
Esther: Well (she looks around) I can’t expect your help, now can I?
Ajax looks down, so do Eugene and Xavier, but Bianca returns her glare.
Esther: You could at least check her Instagram. I'm sure she's posting about this day already. (sighs) (to Morticia and Gomez) Kids these days.
The group tenses up.
Morticia: (staying friendly) Now Essi, perhaps she just needs time to cool off.
Esther sighs, waves away and walks off, past the other bodyguard Barnes from the Thorpe entourage who is coming over with an elderly man in a suit using a walking stick.
Xavier: (notices them) (happily) Davis!
Barnes: (rolls his eyes) Just Davis indeed.
Xavier: (chuckles and hugs him) Sorry Barnes.
Barnes: (chuckles and pats his back) How are you, skinny. Ah, there’s that backbone that I like.
Xavier: (chuckles, then turns to Davis, who hugs him with one arm while holding onto his stick)
Davis: Dear boy.
Xavier helps him to sit down on at the table.
Xavier: How’s your rib?
Davis: Much better. I was well enough to drive, but finding a parking spot was a pain on it’s own.
Xavier: (chuckles, but then gets serious) All registers to get me back on track, right?
Davis: (sighs) So it would seem. I’d tell you what to do, but … you already know.
Xavier: (nods, then presses Davis’ hand, who smiles)
Morticia: Davis. Do you remember us?
Davis: (looks at the Addams spouses) I’m quite sure I can’t recall every single time I went to bed in a once more squeaky clean house cursing both your family names.
Gomez: Pity. I remember the spider outbreak of 1990 very fondly.
Morticia: Oh, it was.
Davis: (shakes his head) And it seems this family doesn’t have quite enough of that yet.
Xavier: (rolls his eyes, wants to say something, but freezes, looking over Davis’ shoulder)
Vincent enters the meadow with Ced by his side, walking towards them. Around him, people turn and stare, some looking away quickly. Everyone seems a tad intimidated. Wednesday looks on, then turns to her parents – and freezes herself. Their expressions have dropped. Both of them look at Vincent with a mix of gloom and fear. He smiles at them, stopping before their group. Barnes goes to stand next to him again.
Vincent: The spouses Addams. How long has it been.
Gomez: (monotonely, but staying composed) Ten years, Vini.
Vincent: Well, we haven’t changed a bit, right?
Morticia: (smiling, but coldly) Certainly not.
Gomez: We thought you never attend parent day.
Vincent: (shrugs) Urgent family business called for it. Some PR adjustments, if you will.
Xavier frowns, looking down. Vincent smiles at the two of them still, but before he can say anything more, Ced catches something behind the back of his neck. Vincent ducks, and Barnes flinches. Ced is holding a pearl. Vincent shakes his head a little, amused, while Morticia cringes. Gabrielle peeks out next to Barnes, smirking at him.
Vincent: I thought I told you not to startle my bodyguards.
Gabrielle: I’m quite sure I can’t recall.
He smiles, and she leans over to exchange a brief kiss on the cheek.
Vincent: My dear old school friend I will one day shed tears over publicly.
Gabrielle: I know you will. So … also here on family business? (she looks at her daughter) Some teenagers to reel in?
Vincent: One, and that’s one too much.
Gabrielle: (chuckles) Have kids, they said.
Xavier and Bianca look down, frowning.
Vincent: Meanwhile, I was going to have a talk with his friends. (checks his watch) Scheduled for now.
Bianca: (glaring at him) We told him to stay at school.
Vincent: (smiles a little at her, but his expression changes when speaking to her) Oh?
Bianca: Of course. (in the background, the Addams spouses observe this exchange with interest)
Eugene: We don’t condone this Xavier. Erm… behaviour.
Vincent: (chuckles) Neither do I kid, you have no idea.
Xavier: (shaking with rage) Are you done?
Vincent: Not exactly. I do want to speak to your friends. (he looks at Bianca, who returns his look. Then turns away) Mr. Ottinger.
Eugene: (looks up again, startled) Me?
Vincent: Have a walk with me. I’d like for you to tell me something about yourself. Ced, you come with us.
Ced: Yes, sir.
Eugene: (a little nervous, gets up slowly and follows him as he walks away)
Wednesday turns and watches them walk away.
Xavier: (sighs) Of course.
Wednesday: What? What does this mean?
Xavier: He’ll offer him an apprenticeship. My father is interested in people with special powers.
Wednesday looks on, then at her parents – they give her a warning look. She turns back, observing once more. Morticia however, manages to smile again.
Morticia: (to Bianca) My dear.
Bianca: Me?
Morticia: I heard you head the fencing club currently. Would you like to visit the old gym with me? It’s been so long.
Bianca: (stares at her for a long moment) Sure.
They leave together. Wednesday looks on after them.
Cut to Lucas working at Weathervane. Sheriff Galpin walks in – slower than he used to. He stops at the counter and orders a black coffee. Lucas prepares it, looking at him concerned. Galpin thanks him quietly, then sits at the corner table. Lucas serves the next customer, then, after a moment of thinking, gets himself a coffee and sits down with him. They exchange a somber look. Galpin reaches into his pocket – then looks back up at Lucas, deciding not to add anything to his coffee. They sit in silence for a moment.
Galpin: It’s all my fault. Everything.
Lucas: (looks at him)
Galpin: What do you say to that?
Lucas: I don’t know.
They’re silent for another moment.
Lucas: Maybe … it’s not fair that you blame yourself more than the people who actually did something.
Galpin: (looks at him)
Lucas: She doesn’t feel bad about it.
Galpin: There’s still more I could have done, kid.
Lucas: So could I.
Galpin: Huh?
Lucas: I did things in my life I’m not proud of. Nobody forced me to, but I did. Can’t undo those, so – I’m looking ahead.
Galpin: (smiles) You have a lot to become happy about still. Not me.
Lucas: Not so sure.
Galpin: (looks at him) I am.
Lucas: (looks at him)
Galpin: If it helps, I … I want that for you. Really do.
Lucas: (smiles)
Galpin: (sighs, looks out the window) I don’t know where to start, kid. Even … even saying it’s my fault was hard.
Lucas: (shrugs) It’s a start. Talking helped me with that.
Galpin: (looks out the window still, seeing cars pass by heading for Nevermore – then looks at Lucas) What’s your favourite coffee?
Lucas: What? Erm … I guess the … the moccachino with walnut syrup? It’s nice.
Galpin: (searches his pocket and fetches a 10 dollar bill) Here. (he hands it to him) Keep the change. Get yourself one of those, and …
Lucas: (looks at him, surprised)
Galpin: … and then tell me stuff. Whatever you like.
They exchange another somber, but gentle look – then Lucas smiles.
Lucas: Alright.
He goes to prepare his coffee.
Galpin: Thank you, Lukes.
Lucas: (stills for a moment, then smiles again) You’re welcome.
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Morticia: My dear.
Xavier: (looking at her surprised) Oh…
Gomez: (steps up next to him as well, smiling) We didn’t get a chance to talk last time.
Morticia: It’s Xavier, right? Or Exavier?
Xavier: (blows out air) Whichever you prefer.
They chuckle a little.
Xavier: (smiles) Both is quite alright.
They smile and walk on with him. Morticia takes his arm meanwhile.
Gomez: You’ve been keeping our little stormcloud company very well, we’ve heard?
Xavier: Yes… (smirks) … I do. Still do, very much so.
Morticia: (looks at him for a moment, smiling, but a tad of somberness sneaks in) A lot of people do not bother to keep going with us like this.
Xavier: (smiles, shrugs) I guess that’s just what I do.
Gomez: (looks at him for a long moment as well, then smiles and pats his shoulder) Must be your blood. Your father always took pride in his family’s insistence to never back down from a fight.
Xavier: (sighs a little) He still does that as well.
Morticia: I remember his prowess in fencing. Not many could hold their ground against him – I heard you also fence?
Xavier: (nods) But my main thing is art, to be honest. I rather do sports on the side.
Gomez: I’ve seen some of your work. (puts a hand on his back) Very kahlo, lovely.
Xavier: (chuckles)
Morticia: It’s much like her work, save for the blood and skeletons.
Xavier: (chuckles a little) That’s reserved for my nightmare collection.
Morticia and Gomez: (very interigued) Oh?
They keep talking and chuckling as they walk slower. Wednesday watches them closely, with an expression hard to read. Eugene comes stomping over, without his moms, and flops down on the bench between her and Bianca.
Wednesday: (not turning to him) Have your moms left already?
Eugene: (coldly) Maybe. I’m not talking to them any more today, so there’s that.
Bianca: (looks at him)
Eugene: (looking at his phone, coldly) It’s nice to get a say in something, right?
Bianca: Right.
Eugene: (cools down a little) How was it with you guys?
Bianca: (sighs) Don’t ask. I hope my mom doesn’t try to make any more conversation today as well.
Eugene looks at her, then presses her hand.
Wednesday: We had a talk with the principal. He decided to skip my late-night maraudering because he knew they’d love it, and left it at that I’m starting to have a bad influence on all of you.
Bianca and Eugene chuckle
Wednesday: Well, isn’t it true?
Bianca: It’s awfully nice of him.
They exchange a smirk. Even Eugene smiles a little again. Ajax comes running over.
Ajax: Have you guys seen Enid?
Bianca: She went back to the castle a while ago, but I haven’t seen her since.
Ajax: (sighs, sits down and fetches his phone)
Xavier, Morticia and Gomez reach their group, still chatting cheerfully.
Xavier: (to Wednesday) Hey.
Wednesday: I see you’ve met my parents.
Xavier: Well met, I’d say.
Gomez: Oh, I’d say so too, dear boy.
Morticia: He really has the charm of his family.
Wednesday: (furrows her brows) Really?
Xavier rolls his eyes, but before he can say anything, Mrs. Sinclair arrives.
Esther: (to the group) Have you kids seen Enid? She ran out on us.
Wednesday: Already? Well done.
They exchange a glare.
Esther: Well (she looks around) I can’t expect your help, now can I?
Ajax looks down, so do Eugene and Xavier, but Bianca returns her glare.
Esther: You could at least check her Instagram. I'm sure she's posting about this day already. (sighs) (to Morticia and Gomez) Kids these days.
The group tenses up.
Morticia: (staying friendly) Now Essi, perhaps she just needs time to cool off.
Esther sighs, waves away and walks off, past the other bodyguard Barnes from the Thorpe entourage who is coming over with an elderly man in a suit using a walking stick.
Xavier: (notices them) (happily) Davis!
Barnes: (rolls his eyes) Just Davis indeed.
Xavier: (chuckles and hugs him) Sorry Barnes.
Barnes: (chuckles and pats his back) How are you, skinny. Ah, there’s that backbone that I like.
Xavier: (chuckles, then turns to Davis, who hugs him with one arm while holding onto his stick)
Davis: Dear boy.
Xavier helps him to sit down on at the table.
Xavier: How’s your rib?
Davis: Much better. I was well enough to drive, but finding a parking spot was a pain on it’s own.
Xavier: (chuckles, but then gets serious) All registers to get me back on track, right?
Davis: (sighs) So it would seem. I’d tell you what to do, but … you already know.
Xavier: (nods, then presses Davis’ hand, who smiles)
Morticia: Davis. Do you remember us?
Davis: (looks at the Addams spouses) I’m quite sure I can’t recall every single time I went to bed in a once more squeaky clean house cursing both your family names.
Gomez: Pity. I remember the spider outbreak of 1990 very fondly.
Morticia: Oh, it was.
Davis: (shakes his head) And it seems this family doesn’t have quite enough of that yet.
Xavier: (rolls his eyes, wants to say something, but freezes, looking over Davis’ shoulder)
Vincent enters the meadow with Ced by his side, walking towards them. Around him, people turn and stare, some looking away quickly. Everyone seems a tad intimidated. Wednesday looks on, then turns to her parents – and freezes herself. Their expressions have dropped. Both of them look at Vincent with a mix of gloom and fear. He smiles at them, stopping before their group. Barnes goes to stand next to him again.
Vincent: The spouses Addams. How long has it been.
Gomez: (monotonely, but staying composed) Ten years, Vini.
Vincent: Well, we haven’t changed a bit, right?
Morticia: (smiling, but coldly) Certainly not.
Gomez: We thought you never attend parent day.
Vincent: (shrugs) Urgent family business called for it. Some PR adjustments, if you will.
Xavier frowns, looking down. Vincent smiles at the two of them still, but before he can say anything more, Ced catches something behind the back of his neck. Vincent ducks, and Barnes flinches. Ced is holding a pearl. Vincent shakes his head a little, amused, while Morticia cringes. Gabrielle peeks out next to Barnes, smirking at him.
Vincent: I thought I told you not to startle my bodyguards.
Gabrielle: I’m quite sure I can’t recall.
He smiles, and she leans over to exchange a brief kiss on the cheek.
Vincent: My dear old school friend I will one day shed tears over publicly.
Gabrielle: I know you will. So … also here on family business? (she looks at her daughter) Some teenagers to reel in?
Vincent: One, and that’s one too much.
Gabrielle: (chuckles) Have kids, they said.
Xavier and Bianca look down, frowning.
Vincent: Meanwhile, I was going to have a talk with his friends. (checks his watch) Scheduled for now.
Bianca: (glaring at him) We told him to stay at school.
Vincent: (smiles a little at her, but his expression changes when speaking to her) Oh?
Bianca: Of course. (in the background, the Addams spouses observe this exchange with interest)
Eugene: We don’t condone this Xavier. Erm… behaviour.
Vincent: (chuckles) Neither do I kid, you have no idea.
Xavier: (shaking with rage) Are you done?
Vincent: Not exactly. I do want to speak to your friends. (he looks at Bianca, who returns his look. Then turns away) Mr. Ottinger.
Eugene: (looks up again, startled) Me?
Vincent: Have a walk with me. I’d like for you to tell me something about yourself. Ced, you come with us.
Ced: Yes, sir.
Eugene: (a little nervous, gets up slowly and follows him as he walks away)
Wednesday turns and watches them walk away.
Xavier: (sighs) Of course.
Wednesday: What? What does this mean?
Xavier: He’ll offer him an apprenticeship. My father is interested in people with special powers.
Wednesday looks on, then at her parents – they give her a warning look. She turns back, observing once more. Morticia however, manages to smile again.
Morticia: (to Bianca) My dear.
Bianca: Me?
Morticia: I heard you head the fencing club currently. Would you like to visit the old gym with me? It’s been so long.
Bianca: (stares at her for a long moment) Sure.
They leave together. Wednesday looks on after them.
Cut to Lucas working at Weathervane. Sheriff Galpin walks in – slower than he used to. He stops at the counter and orders a black coffee. Lucas prepares it, looking at him concerned. Galpin thanks him quietly, then sits at the corner table. Lucas serves the next customer, then, after a moment of thinking, gets himself a coffee and sits down with him. They exchange a somber look. Galpin reaches into his pocket – then looks back up at Lucas, deciding not to add anything to his coffee. They sit in silence for a moment.
Galpin: It’s all my fault. Everything.
Lucas: (looks at him)
Galpin: What do you say to that?
Lucas: I don’t know.
They’re silent for another moment.
Lucas: Maybe … it’s not fair that you blame yourself more than the people who actually did something.
Galpin: (looks at him)
Lucas: She doesn’t feel bad about it.
Galpin: There’s still more I could have done, kid.
Lucas: So could I.
Galpin: Huh?
Lucas: I did things in my life I’m not proud of. Nobody forced me to, but I did. Can’t undo those, so – I’m looking ahead.
Galpin: (smiles) You have a lot to become happy about still. Not me.
Lucas: Not so sure.
Galpin: (looks at him) I am.
Lucas: (looks at him)
Galpin: If it helps, I … I want that for you. Really do.
Lucas: (smiles)
Galpin: (sighs, looks out the window) I don’t know where to start, kid. Even … even saying it’s my fault was hard.
Lucas: (shrugs) It’s a start. Talking helped me with that.
Galpin: (looks out the window still, seeing cars pass by heading for Nevermore – then looks at Lucas) What’s your favourite coffee?
Lucas: What? Erm … I guess the … the moccachino with walnut syrup? It’s nice.
Galpin: (searches his pocket and fetches a 10 dollar bill) Here. (he hands it to him) Keep the change. Get yourself one of those, and …
Lucas: (looks at him, surprised)
Galpin: … and then tell me stuff. Whatever you like.
They exchange another somber, but gentle look – then Lucas smiles.
Lucas: Alright.
He goes to prepare his coffee.
Galpin: Thank you, Lukes.
Lucas: (stills for a moment, then smiles again) You’re welcome.
2024.05.20 09:10 lawfullytired How do I stop letting people pressure me to “figure out a label” for my weird relationship?
I am a 21F. I know I am a lesbian. In my heart of hearts I know this. And without getting too TMI, women are hot to me. Any women, really. Doesn’t matter if she’s a hot supermodel type or just a regular lady, I like all women. I know this for sure. I have dated women in the past. But people still insist I am not into women.
The reason is a little weird. So hear me out. I am in a very close relationship with my best friend, who we will call Jermaine, who is a gay male. We met freshman year of college and each year we’ve gotten closer. It really shifted my sophomore year when I broke up with my girlfriend and stopped talking to a lot of my friends, even him. I was pretty depressed. Somehow he got through to me and basically pulled me out of the funk I was in. My room was a mess, my life was a mess, but he didn’t give a shit. He’d come over to my dorm every single night, we’d smoke weed, and watch a movie. I’d wake up in the morning and he’d be gone, but he’d show up the next night.
Most night I invited him, but it sort of became an unspoken thing. I remember one time I didn’t expect him until I heard him shout outside and turns out he just assumed we were hanging out. So we did.
And then the summer after that we hung out the whole time. We both stayed on campus to work, but we roomed together and hung out constantly. That was really when we started to get super close, and come fall of my junior year we were basically glued to each other. Wherever I went, he was expected to be, and wherever he went, people expected me to be there. Our dorms were right next door to each other, so yet again, every single night we’d hang out. This whole year we’ve basically spent every day together.
I don’t know what our relationship is. Genuinely. I know that growing up autistic and having no friends and suddenly having a best friend who no matter how fucked up your brain is wants to be with you and help you might make you a little more than attached, but I also think he’s a little more than attached to. We compare ourselves to Naruto and Sasuke, or Luffy and Zoro. Like a more than friends, less than lovers type situation. Most people would joke that we’re a beard couple or a lavender marriage because we acted like we were dating and bicker like a married couple. We’ll hold hands in public, hug each other, stuff like that. Eventually we thought it would be funny if we jokingly got married since everyone says we are. So for april fools we invited all our friends to a big elaborate wedding in the coffee shop on campus. Was it fake? Sort of. We had cheap bird rings I bought online and he dressed in a 70s flower blazer while I was in a starry dress like I was going to a 90s prom. We read vows to each other but they were 100% genuine, and it was a great time.
We’ve only gotten closer since. We’ll talk about what our kids’ names will be (adopted), what house we wanna get, what pets, etc. I always worry he thinks I’m too much but he never does. He’s the complete opposite to me, and he brings optimism that I need in my life. I definitely need to work on having a healthy relationship with him, because we are definitely very attached. But I still want to be as close to him, just able to be chill with hanging out by myself sometimes.
People always ask if we are actually dating, to which we reply no. But when they ask if we love each other, we say yes. So I know it’s weird. We have openly said we love each other multiple times. We plan on living together and having a future with the other person in it. But he’s gay, and I’m a lesbian. I always joke that when we have a house together we’ll actually be married and love and rely on each other but we’ll seek sexual relationships elsewhere, since he’s into dudes and i am into women.
I know we have a weird relationship. And I know life is weird and people are weird and nothing is normal and labels don’t matter unless they matter to you. But people are constantly saying how we should act or behave, and it always gets on my nerves. He says the only thing I should care about is if we are happy, not other people who aren’t in the room with us or hang out with us regularly, but it still gets to me. I know I am very dependent on him and I want to be okay with being alone, but he makes me genuinely happy and I love him, even if he doesn’t have boobs and isn’t a pretty woman.
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The reason is a little weird. So hear me out. I am in a very close relationship with my best friend, who we will call Jermaine, who is a gay male. We met freshman year of college and each year we’ve gotten closer. It really shifted my sophomore year when I broke up with my girlfriend and stopped talking to a lot of my friends, even him. I was pretty depressed. Somehow he got through to me and basically pulled me out of the funk I was in. My room was a mess, my life was a mess, but he didn’t give a shit. He’d come over to my dorm every single night, we’d smoke weed, and watch a movie. I’d wake up in the morning and he’d be gone, but he’d show up the next night.
Most night I invited him, but it sort of became an unspoken thing. I remember one time I didn’t expect him until I heard him shout outside and turns out he just assumed we were hanging out. So we did.
And then the summer after that we hung out the whole time. We both stayed on campus to work, but we roomed together and hung out constantly. That was really when we started to get super close, and come fall of my junior year we were basically glued to each other. Wherever I went, he was expected to be, and wherever he went, people expected me to be there. Our dorms were right next door to each other, so yet again, every single night we’d hang out. This whole year we’ve basically spent every day together.
I don’t know what our relationship is. Genuinely. I know that growing up autistic and having no friends and suddenly having a best friend who no matter how fucked up your brain is wants to be with you and help you might make you a little more than attached, but I also think he’s a little more than attached to. We compare ourselves to Naruto and Sasuke, or Luffy and Zoro. Like a more than friends, less than lovers type situation. Most people would joke that we’re a beard couple or a lavender marriage because we acted like we were dating and bicker like a married couple. We’ll hold hands in public, hug each other, stuff like that. Eventually we thought it would be funny if we jokingly got married since everyone says we are. So for april fools we invited all our friends to a big elaborate wedding in the coffee shop on campus. Was it fake? Sort of. We had cheap bird rings I bought online and he dressed in a 70s flower blazer while I was in a starry dress like I was going to a 90s prom. We read vows to each other but they were 100% genuine, and it was a great time.
We’ve only gotten closer since. We’ll talk about what our kids’ names will be (adopted), what house we wanna get, what pets, etc. I always worry he thinks I’m too much but he never does. He’s the complete opposite to me, and he brings optimism that I need in my life. I definitely need to work on having a healthy relationship with him, because we are definitely very attached. But I still want to be as close to him, just able to be chill with hanging out by myself sometimes.
People always ask if we are actually dating, to which we reply no. But when they ask if we love each other, we say yes. So I know it’s weird. We have openly said we love each other multiple times. We plan on living together and having a future with the other person in it. But he’s gay, and I’m a lesbian. I always joke that when we have a house together we’ll actually be married and love and rely on each other but we’ll seek sexual relationships elsewhere, since he’s into dudes and i am into women.
I know we have a weird relationship. And I know life is weird and people are weird and nothing is normal and labels don’t matter unless they matter to you. But people are constantly saying how we should act or behave, and it always gets on my nerves. He says the only thing I should care about is if we are happy, not other people who aren’t in the room with us or hang out with us regularly, but it still gets to me. I know I am very dependent on him and I want to be okay with being alone, but he makes me genuinely happy and I love him, even if he doesn’t have boobs and isn’t a pretty woman.
2024.05.20 09:09 Stage-Piercing727 Best Cheap Makeup Vanity
 | submitted by Stage-Piercing727 to u/Stage-Piercing727 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/2cf71bvl6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5d2c8211ba71b008166f6a6b9175ad3e09a38150 Looking for inexpensive yet chic makeup vanities to help you organize your beauty essentials? Look no further! In our Cheap Makeup Vanity roundup, we've compiled a list of affordable options that won't break the bank. From stylish designs to practical features, we've got everything you need to make your makeup routine a breeze. Get ready to elevate your beauty game on a budget! In this article, we explore the best cheap makeup vanities, providing you with detailed descriptions, images, and expert opinions that will help you make an informed decision. Whether you're a makeup enthusiast or a beginner, our roundup offers a variety of options to suit your needs and preferences. So, without further ado, dive into our collection of affordable makeup vanities that will transform your beauty space on a budget! The Top 19 Best Cheap Makeup Vanity
Reviews🔗Corner Vanity Desk with LED Lights and Charging Stationhttps://preview.redd.it/0dn0o82m6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bcf70f81cd13b2259b4202e548ebed7dd5b86963 I recently got a chance to use this beautiful vanity desk with a mirror and lights in my room, and it has completely transformed my getting-ready routine. The vanity desk is the perfect size for any room, offering plenty of storage space with its 4-layer deep cabinet, open side shelves, and cloth art storage bag. It's made from premium MDF wood, which not only gives it a sleek and stylish look but also ensures it'll last for years to come. One of the standout features of this vanity set is the large, tri-folding HD mirror. With three lighting options - cool white, warm yellow, and ice blue - it offers full illumination, perfect for makeup or styling. The touchscreen button makes it easy to change the light colors and brightness levels. Another convenience factor is the charging station, which includes a USB port, a type-C port, and a wireless charger. This allows me to connect and charge all my devices while enjoying my makeup routine. This vanity desk is not only stylish and functional but also great value for money. The girl-style design, solid construction, and modern look make it the perfect addition to any dressing area. Plus, it's available in a space-saving corner design, making it an ideal choice for those short on space. Overall, I'm extremely happy with my new vanity desk with a mirror and lights. It's easy to assemble, and the detailed instructions provided make the process quick and straightforward. The unique design, fashionable look, and bright LED light are sure to make it a captivating centerpiece in any bedroom or dressing area. 🔗Rovaurx Makeup Vanity Dresser Table with Lighted Mirrorhttps://preview.redd.it/0f93gunm6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=44714799122232e35936ce2d50f19d2199d04de6 When I first set up the Rovaurx Makeup Vanity Desk, I was immediately impressed with its sleek design and the bright, colorful hues that the dimmable lights cast on my mirrored vanity. This is not just any makeup desk, but a true vanity experience that makes me feel like a glamour girl each time I sit down to do my makeup. What I loved most about this vanity is the built-in light strip, which eliminates the need to install LED bulbs. It gives the vanity an effortless, seamless look that complements any modern decor perfectly. Plus, the dimmable lights make it incredibly versatile, allowing me to adjust the brightness according to my preference and the time of day. Another great feature is the anti-toppling fitting on the back of the dresser. It provides added safety and peace of mind, ensuring that my family remains secure while using this stylish vanity. Additionally, the two storage drawers offer plenty of space for organizing my makeup and accessories, keeping everything easily accessible and clutter-free. However, there is one aspect that could use improvement. The charging station, while convenient, is situated quite low on the desk. This could be better, allowing for more comfortable charging of my electronic devices. Overall, though, I am very satisfied with this stylish and practical vanity table that makes getting ready feel like a glamorous event every day. 🔗Luxurious LED Vanity Set for Kidshttps://preview.redd.it/gp99xoxm6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a0a300d36ff86725b99b8d019cb3205917a7ecba Once upon a time, I transformed my daughter's room into a magical dressing haven with the Member's Mark Vanity Set with LED lights. Its unbreakable acrylic tri-fold mirror and spacious storage made it the perfect place for her to play dress-up. The sturdy wooden construction ensured it would withstand her energetic play, while the easy assembly meant I could have it up and running in no time. Although she's no lightweight, the stool comfortably held her up to 70 pounds. The vanity set not only added functionality but also style to her room, making it an essential addition for kids who love to play dress-up. However, it was a bit hard to maneuver due to its large size. Despite that, the Member's Mark Vanity Set has been a cherished part of her playtime. 🔗White LED Makeup Vanity Desk with Mirror and Stoolhttps://preview.redd.it/ifr2zien6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=981d06faa324b4ebf293af70203eb42c32b6f23c I've been using this stylish White Makeup Vanity Desk with Lights for a while now, and I must say that it has definitely made my makeup routine more glamorous and efficient. One of the things that stood out to me was the adjustable LED lights on the mirror, which not only look amazing but also provide me with enough light to see every detail of my makeup application. I also love the spacious drawers that come with this makeup vanity, as they help me keep all my beauty products organized and easy to find. The vanity table itself is made of high-quality wood and metal, which gives it a sturdy and durable feel. Plus, it can be used as a desk or console table when needed. On the downside, some users have mentioned that the assembly process can be a bit time-consuming, but after putting it together, I found that it was worth the effort. Overall, this White Makeup Vanity Desk with Lights has been a game-changer for my morning routine. 🔗Luxurious vanity desk with LED light and mirrorhttps://preview.redd.it/tie6a4nn6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f0c48fccce1f3e685e69953f976ea3bfcf1b62cf I recently got the chance to try out the MIRROTOWEL Vanity Desk with Mirror and LED Light Strip, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer in my daily makeup routine! This sleek and stylish vanity desk has quickly become my go-to spot for getting ready in the morning, and I couldn't be more thrilled with it. The first thing I noticed about the vanity desk was its high-quality craftsmanship. Made from eco-friendly wood, it's not only sturdy and reliable, but also adds a touch of elegance to my space. Plus, the built-in LED light strip ensures that I always have the perfect lighting for applying makeup, regardless of the time of day or the amount of natural light in the room. The large drawer on the vanity desk has also been an absolute lifesaver for storing all my beauty essentials. With three levels of storage, I can keep everything organized and easily accessible, making my morning routine a breeze. However, there were a few minor issues I encountered with this vanity desk. One downside was the adjustable lighting modes, which I found a bit tricky to operate at first. Additionally, the vanity desk is quite large, so it may not be the best fit for smaller spaces. All in all, I'm pretty happy with the MIRROTOWEL Vanity Desk with Mirror and LED Light Strip. Its stylish design and high-quality craftsmanship make it a great addition to any makeup enthusiast's space. While there are a few minor cons, the pros definitely outweigh them, making this vanity desk worth considering for anyone in need of a stylish and functional space to get ready. 🔗White Contemporary Makeup Vanity Dresserhttps://preview.redd.it/kgvdi0zn6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d6c3f02dd7b82f8841fc28a4fe2c9b0964feedb5 I recently treated myself to the FUFU&GAGA 86.6-inch White Makeup Vanity (KF260111-01) to refresh my morning routine and make my room more organized. I must say, I am absolutely thrilled with this purchase! The vanity has more than enough space for all my cosmetics, skincare products, and hair items, plus its clean, contemporary design fits perfectly with my room's aesthetic. One feature that really stood out for me is the expandable countertop, which gives me extra space when needed. With six spacious drawers, keeping my beauty essentials organized has never been easier. Despite not having a mirror or bench included, the overall functionality and style of this vanity make it worth every penny. I especially appreciated the stylish finish of the vanity which adds a touch of sophistication to my room. However, as with any product, there were a few cons. Assembly was a bit time-consuming, but it wasn't too difficult. Additionally, the sturdiness of the drawers could be improved, but for the price, it's a minor issue. Overall, I'm super happy with my new FUFU&GAGA 86.6-inch White Makeup Vanity (KF260111-01) and it has definitely made my morning routine more enjoyable. I would highly recommend this product to anyone looking for an affordable and stylish makeup vanity that offers ample storage space and convenience. 🔗Adjustable Width Makeup Vanity Desk With 3-Color Lights, Charging Stationhttps://preview.redd.it/flh2izdo6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e1d13347103ca00232783983606d7449de7c8645 I recently added a lovely Makeup Vanity Desk with Mirror and 3-Color Lights to my room, and it's been a game-changer for my morning routine. As soon as I turn on the soft, warm lighting, it instantly lifts my mood and adds a touch of glamor to my day. The 6-drawer cabinet provides ample storage space for all of my cosmetics, brushes, and accessories, making it easy to keep my vanity neat and tidy. Plus, the side storage shelf allows me to display my favorite products and have them within reach while I'm getting ready. The adjustable width of the vanity means it fits perfectly in my room, and it even doubles as a nightstand on the right side. It's such a convenient and stylish addition to my space, and I've received so many compliments from friends and family. Not only is this vanity beautiful, but it's also functional, making it the perfect gift for a special someone on their birthday or a special day. While I love the overall design and storage capacity of this vanity, one small drawback is that it can be a bit difficult to assemble. However, the detailed instructions and labeled hardware help make the process more manageable, and I'm confident that it will be worth the effort once it's all set up. Overall, I highly recommend the Makeup Vanity Desk with Mirror and 3-Color Lights for anyone looking to add a touch of glamor and functionality to their home. 🔗White Vanity Dressing Table Set with Stool and Mirror for Makeup and Jewelry Storagehttps://preview.redd.it/k6lcv5mp6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=718be4665990ad05a11c4cbce1836fde78923fec I recently got my hands on the Ktaxon Vanity Jewelry Wooden Makeup Dressing Table Set and let me tell you, it's like a glamorous addition to my room! The first thing that catches your eye is its sleek and contemporary design, which instantly makes you feel like a movie star getting ready for a red-carpet event. One of the features that stood out for me was the multi-functionality of this piece. Not only can you use it as a vanity to admire your reflection, but there's also a hidden space within the mirror where you can store all your jewelry. It's like having your own secret fashion treasure chest! I must say, it made an excellent gift idea for my friend who loves fashion and makeup. She was absolutely thrilled to receive such a chic and stylish vanity set. Plus, its lovely appearance in white makes it easy to match with any existing furniture and décor in your room. Another aspect that I really appreciate is the ample storage space provided by this vanity table. With four drawers in total, I can neatly tuck away all my cosmetics, toiletries, and other beauty essentials without cluttering up my space. And did I mention how easy it is to assemble? All you need to do is attach the legs and mirror, and voilà! You've got yourself a glamorous vanity set ready for action. However, there are a few things that could be improved upon. Some users reported issues with the durability of the material, while others found the instructions difficult to follow. Additionally, the vanity table might not be the sturdiest option out there, which could pose safety concerns for some people. Overall, despite these minor drawbacks, I believe the Ktaxon Vanity Jewelry Wooden Makeup Dressing Table Set is an excellent choice for anyone looking to spruce up their room with a touch of Hollywood glamour. 🔗Beautifully Designed Budget-Friendly Vanity Sethttps://preview.redd.it/ud9okxop6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=caa51c87141b5582d53aff8180380ee96f738fda I recently got my hands on the FUFU&GAGA Vanity Set with Stool and Mirror in Pink, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer in my morning routine. This vanity set boasts a sleek modern design that perfectly complements my bedroom aesthetic. The sturdy construction of MDF gives it good stability and durability, so I don't have to worry about anything toppling over or collapsing under the weight of my makeup collection. One thing that really stood out for me is the ample storage this vanity set provides. With five spacious drawers, I can finally keep all my lipsticks, eyeshadows, curlers, accessories, makeup brushes, and more organized and within reach. Plus, the mirror is just the right size and brightness for doing my makeup and skincare routines in the morning. On the downside, I did notice that the quality of the stool could be improved. It feels a bit wobbly compared to the vanity itself. Also, when I received the package, it had some minor damages, which was disappointing. I tried contacting the company to see if they could help, but unfortunately, I wasn't able to get in touch with them. Overall, if you're looking for a stylish and functional vanity set that won't break the bank, the FUFU&GAGA Vanity Set with Stool and Mirror in Pink is worth considering. Just keep in mind that the stool might need a little extra support, and you might want to be extra careful when unboxing it to avoid any surprises! 🔗Multi-Functional Makeup Vanity with LED Lights and Charging Stationhttps://preview.redd.it/t78ropwp6j1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=299bc5e6352ae4829e9428408c63c8c0ba02403a I recently upgraded my beauty station with the Akaden Fey LLC Makeup Vanity with LED Light Grey, and I couldn't be happier with my choice. As a makeup enthusiast, I've always wanted a stylish and efficient vanity that's not only a perfect blend of form and function but also adds a touch of luxury to my room. This vanity checks all those boxes. What stood out to me initially was the spacious design. The ample storage spaces cater to more than 40 types of cosmetics and jewelry. The 2 large drawers and a side cabinet allow me to keep everything organized, from lipsticks and necklaces to skincare products and books. 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2024.05.20 09:09 OkAsparagus5631 40 [M4F] Toronto/Wherever -- Hold your breath, make a wish, count to three
Hey. I'm looking for a new connection that could lead to long-term friendship, or maybe more with the right person. If I meet a person I really vibe with, I tend to get attached quickly, but otherwise I'm much more of a slow burn kinda person. I'd also say I'm a bit on the boring side. There's no drama, chaos, or stress goin' on around me. Just good, smooth, mellow vibes. If you're the kinda person who needs the drama/toxicity, this probably ain't gonna fly.
I was thinking the other day that I've been dating since I was 14 and I really don't have much to show for it, outside of a handful of good memories, and probably one too many scars. I'd really like to change that.
Earlier this year I started making some big life changes. New career, weight loss, healthier eating... but I'm also working on being a better person. I'm learning to be more honest about my thoughts, feelings, and preferences. I'm also learning to be more vulnerable with people, and it's hard, but I think it has the potential to be really gratifying. So, in a perfect world, I'm looking for someone who won't abuse that.
I'm a pretty passive person for the most part. I'll go with the flow as long as it doesn't put me too far out. I am absolutely a people-pleaser. I want the people around me to be happy and comfortable. I also want to help the people in my life with their troubles. Need advice? I'm game. Want someone to listen to you vent about your day or a certain situation? Done! Have more significant trauma and need someone to be delicate with you? That's how I try to approach most people, but I'll take extra special care. Being a person with my own issues, insecurities, traumas, mental health issues, etc, I do my best to take things really easy.
In terms of interests, I'm pretty dry, honestly. Maybe just calling myself a homebody or introvert is better, but I don't necessarily think that's quite right either. I play video games (working on BG3 right now, finally) but I generally lean into comfy games like Stardew, or friend games like Plateup. I also enjoy a good RPG (Bioshock, Fallout, Dragon Age, FF games, etc). I'd probably say that video games are how I spend a large amount of my spare time, so hopefully you have an interest in similar games, or have fun games we can play together. Also, voice calls are absolutely necessary. I don't want a chat bud, give me a talker!
Outside of games, I like movies and music. I enjoy the stuff I grew up with mostly: punk, ska, alt rock, classic rock, a little metal. I'll listen to the occasional 60's/70's playlist. I'll enjoy some indie stuff that's more contemporary too. But it's limited.
There's a lot more to me, but it's hard to get it out of me in this format. I like trying new foods. I enjoy cooking for people, but hate cooking for myself. Ice cream is my kryptonite. I enjoy travel, but don't do much. I'd like to do more. I wanna see more of my country, visit Japan, and most of Asia and South America. I'm probably gonna live in a van eventually. Rent here is insane. I'm politically left, very not vanilla, and I'm open-minded about almost everything in life. Physically I'm about 5'10", caucasian, and still overweight, but I've lost about 65 lbs since January. I wear glasses and look like a nerdy dad type. No kids, never married. I'm sober.
Who are you? I'd love to know. Hopefully you have a few similarities. Hopefully you are good at engaging. Hopefully you're a very kind, caring, affectionate person. There's a few more things I'd like, but honestly? I'm not picky. Send me a message. It doesn't have to be much, just give me some things to go off. Or ask me questions. Or tell me about you. Tell me about your day. Tell me something interesting about your life or your family.
Sorry this was so long. Hope to chat soon. :)
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I was thinking the other day that I've been dating since I was 14 and I really don't have much to show for it, outside of a handful of good memories, and probably one too many scars. I'd really like to change that.
Earlier this year I started making some big life changes. New career, weight loss, healthier eating... but I'm also working on being a better person. I'm learning to be more honest about my thoughts, feelings, and preferences. I'm also learning to be more vulnerable with people, and it's hard, but I think it has the potential to be really gratifying. So, in a perfect world, I'm looking for someone who won't abuse that.
I'm a pretty passive person for the most part. I'll go with the flow as long as it doesn't put me too far out. I am absolutely a people-pleaser. I want the people around me to be happy and comfortable. I also want to help the people in my life with their troubles. Need advice? I'm game. Want someone to listen to you vent about your day or a certain situation? Done! Have more significant trauma and need someone to be delicate with you? That's how I try to approach most people, but I'll take extra special care. Being a person with my own issues, insecurities, traumas, mental health issues, etc, I do my best to take things really easy.
In terms of interests, I'm pretty dry, honestly. Maybe just calling myself a homebody or introvert is better, but I don't necessarily think that's quite right either. I play video games (working on BG3 right now, finally) but I generally lean into comfy games like Stardew, or friend games like Plateup. I also enjoy a good RPG (Bioshock, Fallout, Dragon Age, FF games, etc). I'd probably say that video games are how I spend a large amount of my spare time, so hopefully you have an interest in similar games, or have fun games we can play together. Also, voice calls are absolutely necessary. I don't want a chat bud, give me a talker!
Outside of games, I like movies and music. I enjoy the stuff I grew up with mostly: punk, ska, alt rock, classic rock, a little metal. I'll listen to the occasional 60's/70's playlist. I'll enjoy some indie stuff that's more contemporary too. But it's limited.
There's a lot more to me, but it's hard to get it out of me in this format. I like trying new foods. I enjoy cooking for people, but hate cooking for myself. Ice cream is my kryptonite. I enjoy travel, but don't do much. I'd like to do more. I wanna see more of my country, visit Japan, and most of Asia and South America. I'm probably gonna live in a van eventually. Rent here is insane. I'm politically left, very not vanilla, and I'm open-minded about almost everything in life. Physically I'm about 5'10", caucasian, and still overweight, but I've lost about 65 lbs since January. I wear glasses and look like a nerdy dad type. No kids, never married. I'm sober.
Who are you? I'd love to know. Hopefully you have a few similarities. Hopefully you are good at engaging. Hopefully you're a very kind, caring, affectionate person. There's a few more things I'd like, but honestly? I'm not picky. Send me a message. It doesn't have to be much, just give me some things to go off. Or ask me questions. Or tell me about you. Tell me about your day. Tell me something interesting about your life or your family.
Sorry this was so long. Hope to chat soon. :)
2024.05.20 09:09 PhiloSingh Dhadrianwale
Was doing some searching about this guy as I wasn’t too caught up and came across this reply that seemed quite familiar to a lot of things you guys be talking about here (rejection of historical narratives, focus on the equality of concepts such as Amrit vela’s time) and more, here’s the comment:
“ 1. his parchar is becoming less bani focused and more just his own thinking
Seems pretty based. Do you guys feel like he’s been wrongly forced out of the panth or was he too radically distant from the way Sikhi is practiced to be taken seriously?
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“ 1. his parchar is becoming less bani focused and more just his own thinking
- he tries to discredit historical gurdwaras on the basis of saying “that never happened” without proof. Ie guru tegh bahadur ji stayed in a location and did Bhagti most of the time there for 26 years and dhadri said they gurdwara should be taken down as it’s not possible that someone could do so much Bhagti for 26 years.
- openly mocks other sikh jathebandis
- says amrit vela is not essentially important as all times are amrit vela- even though in gurbani it clearly states it’s the early hours we must enjoy as amrit vela
- he was kicked out of the panth and rather than apologizing he doubled down and started to discredit Sikh takhts and started his own jeans and Kurtha look for the new panth he’s building
- he says guru Nanak dev jis body did not turn into flowers and that just as Virgin Mary is challenged for her virginity we should challenge guru Nanak dev jis ability to go in water for weeks and his body turning to flowers
- he’s spoken against many things in bani
Seems pretty based. Do you guys feel like he’s been wrongly forced out of the panth or was he too radically distant from the way Sikhi is practiced to be taken seriously?
2024.05.20 09:08 jenajiejing The Life Without Marriage
Xuefeng
Once one gets married and forms a family, he or she will be plunged in a life of misery. He or she will lose the fundamental freedom of being a man, not to mention the chance of attaining immortality or Buddhahood.Anyone with a family is selfish. They cannot help being selfish, because they are controlled, encumbered, and dominated by the programme of family.
How much pressure a person must bear if he or she does not get married and form a family? The pressure of parents, the persuasion of relatives and friends, the care of neighbors and colleagues, the criticism from the society all bear down on our spirit and soul like huge mountains. The physiological demand, the desire for a home, the worry for illness and death, and the difficulty to relieve loneliness all make us desire instinctively to get married and form a family.
If the above problems are not resolved, we will feel pain and suffering all the same, and we may even have greater pain and suffering if we do not get married and form a family, because getting married and forming a family is a matter of course and as easy as sailing downstream, while not getting married and forming a family is as difficult as sailing upstream. The problem is that sailing downstream leads to no other than pain and suffering, which history of mankind has proved to be unavoidable. Then we have no choice but to sail upstream.
Let's discuss and resolve these problems one by one.
First, the pressure of parents. We should be filial to our parents, but we cannot give in to our parents in the matter of life and LIFE. We know about the road taken by our ancestors all too clearly, it is a road of misery, which we should not repeat. If our parents force us to get married and form family, we must raise some conditions to them: 1. Ask our parents to tell us the significance and value of life, 2.ask our parents to tell us the nature and meaning of LIFE, 3, ask our parents to provide good housing conditions, 4. ask our parents to guarantee our happiness all our life. If our parents cannot meet these conditions, then we can tell them in definite terms that we can not get married and form a family.
As for the persuasion of relatives, friends, neighbors and colleagues, we can also respond with the above four conditions. Or we can simply respond with one question: can you help me through if I encounter plight and pain after getting married and forming a family? Please give me a written pledge. As for the criticism from the society, we can just ignore it. If pigs say something is wrong with man's life, then just let them squabble.
How can we solve the problem of physiological need? "The need for food and beauty is our inherent character. The need for sexual life is but a matter of course, otherwise the Greatest Creator would not have designed those organs and senses for us. A life without sex would be one with abnormal spirit and psychology. We will not only have sex, but also have sex of high quality and happiness. Why don't we? Only a fool would not have sex.
Without marriage, with whom do we have sex? It is impossible to do this with chicken and ducks. Contracting disease is only a small matter when compared with the loneliness and solitude of spirit and soul that can't be relieved even after the acts. One can not afford it economically, and no one would care for your living, old age, illness and death.
Can we find someone randomly to live with us? This may temporarily meet our urgent need, but does not provide long-term solution. What is worse is that we have to bear a lot of liabilities. We may commit irremediable mistakes and cause a series of chain reactions, and suffering and mystery may be endless.
My advice is to become Chanyuan celestials and have the sex life with Chanyuan celestials. On the condition that you don't go against the ethics, you can make love with whichever Chanyuan celestial you want to be with, as long as the two of you are willing to do so. You can choose the way that you like. Because we have the same belief, we share the same frequency and resonance, we are a whole, we have the same life values, we are not bound together, we don't hurt each other, we are willing to pay everything for each other, including life.
Here is the trouble!
Once people, especially our relatives, friend, neighbors, and colleagues, know that we are Chanyuan celestials and are so casual and free, we will be drowned by condemnation, insult, revile, and grief, and we will be the helpless lambs surrounded by packs of wolves, torn, bitten, trampled, and swallowed. And this will be the price we have to pay for the pursuit of freedom.
However, “one would rather die than lose the freedom". Without freedom, what do we live for? You live a life, but for whom do you live?
Therefore, to get freedom, one must be prepared to remold himself thoroughly, and to be reviled by the so-called gentlemen, “kind-hearted people", moralists, and defenders of traditional moral principles. One must be prepared to completely break with the secular world. In one word, one be prepared to die. When I am writing these heretical remarks, when I say that the god preached by the Bible is not the real god, when I reprimand family, religion, political party, and state, I have been prepared to die anytime. I have said that every day might be my last day. However, I can speak the truth for myself, I am satisfied with my magnanimity and openness. Even if I am dead now, I have no regret, because I have lived a real life.
2024.05.20 09:07 molty_insides217 idk if they are narcs or just shitty ppl.. insight plz
🔍I had pretyped this just ranting then I realized i can post it anonymously here bc i’m really struggling with knowing if they are narcs or just shitty ppl. They have supported me and given me everything I need materialistically and do what they are supposed to as parents in that aspect I am very grateful and appreciative of that in no way shape or form will I ever complain ab them giving me food, shelter, clothes etc. I’m not seeking to be coddled or get sympathy either i just need to know if it really is that bad or am I tripping.
🔬emotionally manipulative & guilt tripping parents will be their own demise. lol. finally dropping that mask you have with them, making them look at themselves and see the torment i had to mentally internalize & take on over the years > sitting back & letting them continue their behavior and control to keep destroying your identity & self continuing to deal with immense shame, guilt, sadness, and anger because you know how they are and you think theres no point in opening up to them or telling them what they do wrong bc they always do the same shit & continue to blame you for everything. note this though when I finally released all my years of internalized emotions on them and started texting them very knowledgeable shit about themselves, how they treated me, my mom trying to control and ruin me and my girlfriends relationship when we first got together (+ we have continued to be together for 1yr and 3 months still going strong she ain’t ruin shiiiit) & shit talked my gf for no reason at all. When I started texting paragraph after paragraph (+ texting them back and forth.) I was met with my mom thinking something isn’t right regarding my mental health and telling my dad and brother she thinks something is wrong with me again (she was surprised how I could speak so knowledgeable bc I barely even interact with them anymore) them texting my phone asking if everything is okay and they are worried ab me (she’s also made many comments before this situation like “you seem like you need to get back on ur medication you’re being irritable” etc when clearly that was the correct response to some fucked up comment she made i’m sick of that shit.) (sorry that was lowkey irrelevant but holy shit). them throwing what they do for me as PARENTS in my face, blame shifting, manipulation, lying, her saying she has no acknowledgment of ever treating me like that over the years, trying to ruin our relationship, or saying any of the vile shit she said about my gf. OH and how she thought It couldn’t possibly be me that’s writing these exceptional level paragraphs and she thought my gf was controlling me and making me send all of that to my parents(me texting her ab this shit went on for like 3 days, 3 days of her not taking accountability for anything, lying, trying to manipulate by making me feel bad as well and she had the nerve to say “it feels like i’m being abused” GIRLLL STOPPP HUH im still confused ab that one) it’s honestly sickening and baffling knowing ppl can think & say shit like that. i’ve been so detached from them since I was little (never knew why at the time) but THIS makes that detachment 100x worse and I feel like that’s a GOOD thing for me even though the outcome wasn’t what I wanted, bc i’m feeling free, released, not pint-up, etc most importantly more like I can finally be MYSELF!!! i’m way more comfortable in who I am and my Identity now at 19 could you imagine that like damn (just hoping it’s not temporary)!!! just putting this out there in hopes that someone else going through the same thing or similar will see and maybe help them a little. now i just gotta move out.
⚛️ she can’t see how what she says to people effects them drastically and takes 0 responsibility and acknowledgement of doing so and passes it off as you “don’t know me” “i’m a good person” “i have a good heart i love everybody” etc or blame everything on me for examples “we do everything for you” “you’re going to treat us like that when we sacrificed so much for you” “we feel like we can’t say anything right we are always walking on eggshells around you” etc um .. yeah they signed up for that when they decided to have a child so it’s fucked up to throw that in my face food as well. THEN she loves to do this the most playing the victim card “you’re abusing me” “it feels like you are abusing me” she knows damn well I’m not abusing her in any way shape or form that’s disrespectful to many people who actually had to go through and endure actual abuse. “do you want to hurt us? is that your goal” “you’re destroying the family” “you’re destroying our marriage” etc. i didn’t do anything wronggggg all I did was speak up for myself FOR ONCE bc it’s been YEARS ab the shit she does and how i’m not okay with it bc i internalize literally everything and I get met with all that blame shifting and lying. the reason why i never open up to her is bc when I do ever since i was little she always blamed me and made it seem like this whole other thing so hell yeah i’d rather internalize then talk to her that’s a way better option than getting met with guilt tripping and shit. there are MANY more examples of what else she would say and my dad too but i really think he’s brainwashed by her so idk that’s just off the top of my head .. lmao. she makes me feel so insaneee i even feel like i’m exaggerating and making a big deal n being too sensitive writing all this😵💫. there’s SO MUCH more but fuck all that i typed enough. thx for coming to my ted talk🕷️.
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🔬emotionally manipulative & guilt tripping parents will be their own demise. lol. finally dropping that mask you have with them, making them look at themselves and see the torment i had to mentally internalize & take on over the years > sitting back & letting them continue their behavior and control to keep destroying your identity & self continuing to deal with immense shame, guilt, sadness, and anger because you know how they are and you think theres no point in opening up to them or telling them what they do wrong bc they always do the same shit & continue to blame you for everything. note this though when I finally released all my years of internalized emotions on them and started texting them very knowledgeable shit about themselves, how they treated me, my mom trying to control and ruin me and my girlfriends relationship when we first got together (+ we have continued to be together for 1yr and 3 months still going strong she ain’t ruin shiiiit) & shit talked my gf for no reason at all. When I started texting paragraph after paragraph (+ texting them back and forth.) I was met with my mom thinking something isn’t right regarding my mental health and telling my dad and brother she thinks something is wrong with me again (she was surprised how I could speak so knowledgeable bc I barely even interact with them anymore) them texting my phone asking if everything is okay and they are worried ab me (she’s also made many comments before this situation like “you seem like you need to get back on ur medication you’re being irritable” etc when clearly that was the correct response to some fucked up comment she made i’m sick of that shit.) (sorry that was lowkey irrelevant but holy shit). them throwing what they do for me as PARENTS in my face, blame shifting, manipulation, lying, her saying she has no acknowledgment of ever treating me like that over the years, trying to ruin our relationship, or saying any of the vile shit she said about my gf. OH and how she thought It couldn’t possibly be me that’s writing these exceptional level paragraphs and she thought my gf was controlling me and making me send all of that to my parents(me texting her ab this shit went on for like 3 days, 3 days of her not taking accountability for anything, lying, trying to manipulate by making me feel bad as well and she had the nerve to say “it feels like i’m being abused” GIRLLL STOPPP HUH im still confused ab that one) it’s honestly sickening and baffling knowing ppl can think & say shit like that. i’ve been so detached from them since I was little (never knew why at the time) but THIS makes that detachment 100x worse and I feel like that’s a GOOD thing for me even though the outcome wasn’t what I wanted, bc i’m feeling free, released, not pint-up, etc most importantly more like I can finally be MYSELF!!! i’m way more comfortable in who I am and my Identity now at 19 could you imagine that like damn (just hoping it’s not temporary)!!! just putting this out there in hopes that someone else going through the same thing or similar will see and maybe help them a little. now i just gotta move out.
⚛️ she can’t see how what she says to people effects them drastically and takes 0 responsibility and acknowledgement of doing so and passes it off as you “don’t know me” “i’m a good person” “i have a good heart i love everybody” etc or blame everything on me for examples “we do everything for you” “you’re going to treat us like that when we sacrificed so much for you” “we feel like we can’t say anything right we are always walking on eggshells around you” etc um .. yeah they signed up for that when they decided to have a child so it’s fucked up to throw that in my face food as well. THEN she loves to do this the most playing the victim card “you’re abusing me” “it feels like you are abusing me” she knows damn well I’m not abusing her in any way shape or form that’s disrespectful to many people who actually had to go through and endure actual abuse. “do you want to hurt us? is that your goal” “you’re destroying the family” “you’re destroying our marriage” etc. i didn’t do anything wronggggg all I did was speak up for myself FOR ONCE bc it’s been YEARS ab the shit she does and how i’m not okay with it bc i internalize literally everything and I get met with all that blame shifting and lying. the reason why i never open up to her is bc when I do ever since i was little she always blamed me and made it seem like this whole other thing so hell yeah i’d rather internalize then talk to her that’s a way better option than getting met with guilt tripping and shit. there are MANY more examples of what else she would say and my dad too but i really think he’s brainwashed by her so idk that’s just off the top of my head .. lmao. she makes me feel so insaneee i even feel like i’m exaggerating and making a big deal n being too sensitive writing all this😵💫. there’s SO MUCH more but fuck all that i typed enough. thx for coming to my ted talk🕷️.
2024.05.20 09:07 SpicyFox7 I sometime feel that Dharmic religions are too complex for the west
First of all, I do not say that this is the truth, I say it's an impression, and just my impression Feel free to comment and share your opinion
I'm very interested in religions, and I like to read and talk about it with a lot of different people As you know, religions are a way to approach the spirituality and the world, and most of the time it's hard for us to understand really different believes because all our life we had another way of thinking
Some thing that I noticed by reading and talking a lot about religions with other people is that it's really hard for people with a cultural background of abrahamic religions to grasp the ideas and concept of dharmic religions. I'm pretty sure it's the other way around, but I did not talk to enough people to confirm it.
Abrahamic religions use a lot of "black and white" concepts, and a lot of absolute (good and evil, perfect God,...), while some religions such as Buddhism may be a bit more diverse (no gods or unperfect divinities, no true self,...).
Sometime, people with a background of Abrahamic religons may find a some dharmic concepts a bit weird or obsolete. For example, I noticed a lot of people have a hard time understanding that you can have no "soul", no true self, and you can still be reincarnated (some Buddhism), or you can have a religion without a creator god (Jainism)
I think that saying "Hinduism has multiple gods, so none of them are real perfect gods" is like saying "Christian god created the world, so who created god?. It shows how little we may know about religions and shows how interesting humanity is. We always have something to learn from others. Once we drop our ego, we can understand a lot about others and their believes.
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I'm very interested in religions, and I like to read and talk about it with a lot of different people As you know, religions are a way to approach the spirituality and the world, and most of the time it's hard for us to understand really different believes because all our life we had another way of thinking
Some thing that I noticed by reading and talking a lot about religions with other people is that it's really hard for people with a cultural background of abrahamic religions to grasp the ideas and concept of dharmic religions. I'm pretty sure it's the other way around, but I did not talk to enough people to confirm it.
Abrahamic religions use a lot of "black and white" concepts, and a lot of absolute (good and evil, perfect God,...), while some religions such as Buddhism may be a bit more diverse (no gods or unperfect divinities, no true self,...).
Sometime, people with a background of Abrahamic religons may find a some dharmic concepts a bit weird or obsolete. For example, I noticed a lot of people have a hard time understanding that you can have no "soul", no true self, and you can still be reincarnated (some Buddhism), or you can have a religion without a creator god (Jainism)
I think that saying "Hinduism has multiple gods, so none of them are real perfect gods" is like saying "Christian god created the world, so who created god?. It shows how little we may know about religions and shows how interesting humanity is. We always have something to learn from others. Once we drop our ego, we can understand a lot about others and their believes.
2024.05.20 09:07 Marsh_Boom_2732 Torn: hit a lot of things quickly or spend more time in less places?
I’ve definitely gone down the Iceland rabbit hole and could use some advice. 🙏
I’m planning a 7 day trip and my main concern is feeling too much like we are driving to lookouts and then just getting right back in the car. But with that said, there are so many amazing places to see. Based on your experience, is it better to cover more ground since the terrain changes so much, or to spend longer time in less places. Here’s the very rough itinerary I have in mind. Would so love to hear what y’all think.
Day 1: Land in Reykjavik in the morning. Rent a 4 wheel drive car. Treat the day as primarily a rest and recoup. Consider hitting Blue Lagoon. I know some say it’s overrated, but it’s been on my sister’s bucket list for a while so would love to check that off. What was your experience with the Blue Lagoon if you went?
Day 2: Head out early and hit Hrunalaug Hot Spring in the morning before it gets crowded. Drive to Hella and hit some things on the way. Spend time in Selfoss before making way to Hella.
Day 3: Hike Landmannalaugar for a good chunk of the day. Spend night in Hella.
Day 3 +4 : stay in Vik for two nights and do things around the area. Would like to do one longer hike here.
Day 5: I’m stuck here, what city would you reccomend staying in? Any cities around the south that have your heart?
Day 6: spend the day driving back to Reykjavík and hitting up small waterfalls, short hikes, cute towns, etc.
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I’m planning a 7 day trip and my main concern is feeling too much like we are driving to lookouts and then just getting right back in the car. But with that said, there are so many amazing places to see. Based on your experience, is it better to cover more ground since the terrain changes so much, or to spend longer time in less places. Here’s the very rough itinerary I have in mind. Would so love to hear what y’all think.
Day 1: Land in Reykjavik in the morning. Rent a 4 wheel drive car. Treat the day as primarily a rest and recoup. Consider hitting Blue Lagoon. I know some say it’s overrated, but it’s been on my sister’s bucket list for a while so would love to check that off. What was your experience with the Blue Lagoon if you went?
Day 2: Head out early and hit Hrunalaug Hot Spring in the morning before it gets crowded. Drive to Hella and hit some things on the way. Spend time in Selfoss before making way to Hella.
Day 3: Hike Landmannalaugar for a good chunk of the day. Spend night in Hella.
Day 3 +4 : stay in Vik for two nights and do things around the area. Would like to do one longer hike here.
Day 5: I’m stuck here, what city would you reccomend staying in? Any cities around the south that have your heart?
Day 6: spend the day driving back to Reykjavík and hitting up small waterfalls, short hikes, cute towns, etc.
2024.05.20 09:06 Civil-Challenge-7820 AITAH for refusing to apologise for my part in an argument at work?
I work in an office with mostly women - I'd say about 70%, of the office is women. Before last week, I've always got in with everyone.
On Friday, I was working away when I heard the women in the team behind me talking about their families. I heard one of them say about kids "well I do have 2. Well 3 counting the husband." The other woman laughed and agreed saying "yeah, they are all big kids aren't they." I audibly groaned.
(For context, I get the sentiment a lot. Women often slagging off men in my company will say something like "you're not like most men, don't get offended" or something like that. Which personally, I don't think is much of a compliment or backhanded at best. )
The one who said it turned around to me and said "look, don't get offended we know it isn't you. You're not a typical man anyway, you're more like one of us girls so don't get too stressed about it" and laughed. I wasn't having too good a day anyway and rather than let it slide, responded with "actually I am a man and don't think your sexist shit is funny, so drop it." My women colleagues in my team heard it and were saying like don't get too stressed, it's not meant to be offensive I don't think and to be fair you're more like a woman so it's not meant for you really. I basically saw red so went on a rant about actually being a man, and them all being a load of sexists - it all went quiet after that and I think I looked visibily angry. At this point my (male) boss walks in an asks for a quiet word after a while.
He basically heard it all and thinks I should calm down and asked me what happened. I told him and he said basically I shouldn't get too worked up as it was a harmless comment and if it's not aimed at me, I shouldn't let it get to me and apologise for taking it personally and joked maybe I should say something sexist about women. I told him it isn't the first time in my life I've heard it and I'm sick of it now, and I don't want to hear it again. The rest of the afternoon was awkward and no one said bye when I left.
This morning, I get into work a bit earlier and my (female) line director was already in and asks for a word. My manager told her what happened and wanted to talk to me about it. I told her what happened and she said basically I shouldn't be too upset as I'm seen as a very safe man for women to say that sort of thing around, even she knows that, and if it's not aimed at me I shouldn't be offended. I said no, it's not fair and I'm sure if I said something like all women are emotional creatures and then said the girls shouldn't be offended because they're logical like us men they wouldn't like it. Even though she smiled, she didn't like it and said basically I should clear the air so it's not awkward. I've refused.
AITAH for refusing to apologise and being offended?
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On Friday, I was working away when I heard the women in the team behind me talking about their families. I heard one of them say about kids "well I do have 2. Well 3 counting the husband." The other woman laughed and agreed saying "yeah, they are all big kids aren't they." I audibly groaned.
(For context, I get the sentiment a lot. Women often slagging off men in my company will say something like "you're not like most men, don't get offended" or something like that. Which personally, I don't think is much of a compliment or backhanded at best. )
The one who said it turned around to me and said "look, don't get offended we know it isn't you. You're not a typical man anyway, you're more like one of us girls so don't get too stressed about it" and laughed. I wasn't having too good a day anyway and rather than let it slide, responded with "actually I am a man and don't think your sexist shit is funny, so drop it." My women colleagues in my team heard it and were saying like don't get too stressed, it's not meant to be offensive I don't think and to be fair you're more like a woman so it's not meant for you really. I basically saw red so went on a rant about actually being a man, and them all being a load of sexists - it all went quiet after that and I think I looked visibily angry. At this point my (male) boss walks in an asks for a quiet word after a while.
He basically heard it all and thinks I should calm down and asked me what happened. I told him and he said basically I shouldn't get too worked up as it was a harmless comment and if it's not aimed at me, I shouldn't let it get to me and apologise for taking it personally and joked maybe I should say something sexist about women. I told him it isn't the first time in my life I've heard it and I'm sick of it now, and I don't want to hear it again. The rest of the afternoon was awkward and no one said bye when I left.
This morning, I get into work a bit earlier and my (female) line director was already in and asks for a word. My manager told her what happened and wanted to talk to me about it. I told her what happened and she said basically I shouldn't be too upset as I'm seen as a very safe man for women to say that sort of thing around, even she knows that, and if it's not aimed at me I shouldn't be offended. I said no, it's not fair and I'm sure if I said something like all women are emotional creatures and then said the girls shouldn't be offended because they're logical like us men they wouldn't like it. Even though she smiled, she didn't like it and said basically I should clear the air so it's not awkward. I've refused.
AITAH for refusing to apologise and being offended?
2024.05.20 09:06 tinydinosaur92 Everything she says is irritating
What 31 year old is still saying things like "round two" when they venture out of the house?
Lumping your gunt to your niece's party and a night at a charity fundraiser (call it Bongo's Bingo all you like, we know it was yet another event to support your darling Paige) is hardly the hardcore weekend you so desperately tried to portray.
Faking a hangover to justify eating shite, dossing around all day Sunday - the sheer size of you means you'd have to drink every location you visit dry, which considering your drink of choice is still a blue wkd at your fossil age (from a fellow 31 year old) is impossible.
No one wants to be you, no one is jealous of you. It's morbid entertainment watching you eat yourself to death in your mother's spare room. Please leave Paige alone, it's so creepy seeing the claim you think you have to her.
Can't wait for the amazing content that will follow this weekend's "round two". Sad fuck. Enjoy your Monday, wonder if you'll be up before 11am.
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Lumping your gunt to your niece's party and a night at a charity fundraiser (call it Bongo's Bingo all you like, we know it was yet another event to support your darling Paige) is hardly the hardcore weekend you so desperately tried to portray.
Faking a hangover to justify eating shite, dossing around all day Sunday - the sheer size of you means you'd have to drink every location you visit dry, which considering your drink of choice is still a blue wkd at your fossil age (from a fellow 31 year old) is impossible.
No one wants to be you, no one is jealous of you. It's morbid entertainment watching you eat yourself to death in your mother's spare room. Please leave Paige alone, it's so creepy seeing the claim you think you have to her.
Can't wait for the amazing content that will follow this weekend's "round two". Sad fuck. Enjoy your Monday, wonder if you'll be up before 11am.
2024.05.20 09:05 Miserable_Flan_2984 I feel like an abyss
There's a lot of other stories here that are way worse so I'm lucky for that but I just needed somewhere to put my thoughts.
I (M 18) have felt like a disappointment my whole life and just when things start to seem great everything just ends up falling apart. I feel alone in a world full of negativity and positivity. I understand all these different things people tell you. oh just focus on yourself all these things. I've focused on myself and when I finally felt ready to start talking to people again and hanging out I lost touch and fell down this rabbit hole again. I never had any real friends I could say I trusted. I've never been honest with a single person in real life because every single one of them has not shown me any sort of love. Being so alone in this world and I never felt someone was like me and understood me makes it so hard to live up to my morals.
I'm a passionate Christian at heart and all the people around me could care less except my church families of course. I am quite the active person I workout everyday, play a few sports and just like being active. I have yet to find anyone who has similar interests with me. I haven't been looking which could be the cause but at the same time I feel like if I looked I wouldn't find it just like with romantic partners. I've never been anyone's first choice and if I was it was one of those online relationships that was very naive of me to be involved in. People have never really found it fun or nice to talk to me. People don't ask me to hang out. People don't ever text me to just see how I'm doing. I do have one person like that but yet again it's an online relationship. Which makes it so hard for me when my love languages rely so much on physical affection and time spent together in real life.
I feel like the only person who truly loved me and was always there for me and really cared for me was my father. I regret how I treated him and I took him for granted I feel like I could've pushed for him to stop smoking more. I have one thing in life and that is that I have no regrets except one and it's my father. He died in the summer of 2022. I was a senior and my mother worked on her business she has customers but doesn't make anywhere near my father. I started handling all the finances and dealing with all the tax information her business all this legal action during my junior year of high school. My entire summer I spent at home on my computer or with my dad. I wasn't able to practice the sports I enjoyed so greatly. I have no regret in that as it was for my father. Although I guess I'm trying to say that the only person who ever cared for me was my own father. No friends no nothing.
My mother on the other hand became verbally and emotionally abusive. She is still that way however has gotten much better about our relationship and I just feel like I can't truly trust her as her abusive tendencies always come out. She'll yell get mad and do anything to make you feel like a terrible person. She projects so much of her ignorance on you and expects everyone else to fix her problems and "help" her. There's a reason that she has a strained relationship with my dad's side of the family. She's unironically crazy. Luckily my dad's side of the family still loves me and they are always concerned about my well being.
I have all this ambition to do great things and it might sound a little silly but I want everyone to be loved and to forgive. I want to help all those less fortunate however I don't have the power or resources. My mom doesn't make enough money for me to not worry about expenses I sometimes see these people my age specifically my own friends. They go about life with so little care and they go out almost everyday, they spend money on whatever they want, they never have to worry about money or any sorts. I can honestly say that I'm not envious or really want their lives. However what I would like is to get rid of all this stress at 18. First year in college and everyday I worry about losing our house managing finances if we make enough money to survive. Honestly man I'm just lonely and everything just feels like it goes in a full circle.
I pray everyday and I want to love all people unconditionally but man is it hard when you've only ever had one person give you that kind of love and now they're gone forever. I wish I could be loved the same way that I love other people. Someone that sees me for me and just cares for me and. Loves me. I guess at the end of the day I just got to keep moving forward and who knows maybe I'll meet one person that loves me. But for now. It sucks not having anyone care for you or having a single person that you feel understands you and likes the things you like. If you've read this far thank you. I love you and I love everybody. I'll probably go pray now and I pray for all of you as well that you live happily and righteously. In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray Amen. Any advice or insight is welcomed.
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I (M 18) have felt like a disappointment my whole life and just when things start to seem great everything just ends up falling apart. I feel alone in a world full of negativity and positivity. I understand all these different things people tell you. oh just focus on yourself all these things. I've focused on myself and when I finally felt ready to start talking to people again and hanging out I lost touch and fell down this rabbit hole again. I never had any real friends I could say I trusted. I've never been honest with a single person in real life because every single one of them has not shown me any sort of love. Being so alone in this world and I never felt someone was like me and understood me makes it so hard to live up to my morals.
I'm a passionate Christian at heart and all the people around me could care less except my church families of course. I am quite the active person I workout everyday, play a few sports and just like being active. I have yet to find anyone who has similar interests with me. I haven't been looking which could be the cause but at the same time I feel like if I looked I wouldn't find it just like with romantic partners. I've never been anyone's first choice and if I was it was one of those online relationships that was very naive of me to be involved in. People have never really found it fun or nice to talk to me. People don't ask me to hang out. People don't ever text me to just see how I'm doing. I do have one person like that but yet again it's an online relationship. Which makes it so hard for me when my love languages rely so much on physical affection and time spent together in real life.
I feel like the only person who truly loved me and was always there for me and really cared for me was my father. I regret how I treated him and I took him for granted I feel like I could've pushed for him to stop smoking more. I have one thing in life and that is that I have no regrets except one and it's my father. He died in the summer of 2022. I was a senior and my mother worked on her business she has customers but doesn't make anywhere near my father. I started handling all the finances and dealing with all the tax information her business all this legal action during my junior year of high school. My entire summer I spent at home on my computer or with my dad. I wasn't able to practice the sports I enjoyed so greatly. I have no regret in that as it was for my father. Although I guess I'm trying to say that the only person who ever cared for me was my own father. No friends no nothing.
My mother on the other hand became verbally and emotionally abusive. She is still that way however has gotten much better about our relationship and I just feel like I can't truly trust her as her abusive tendencies always come out. She'll yell get mad and do anything to make you feel like a terrible person. She projects so much of her ignorance on you and expects everyone else to fix her problems and "help" her. There's a reason that she has a strained relationship with my dad's side of the family. She's unironically crazy. Luckily my dad's side of the family still loves me and they are always concerned about my well being.
I have all this ambition to do great things and it might sound a little silly but I want everyone to be loved and to forgive. I want to help all those less fortunate however I don't have the power or resources. My mom doesn't make enough money for me to not worry about expenses I sometimes see these people my age specifically my own friends. They go about life with so little care and they go out almost everyday, they spend money on whatever they want, they never have to worry about money or any sorts. I can honestly say that I'm not envious or really want their lives. However what I would like is to get rid of all this stress at 18. First year in college and everyday I worry about losing our house managing finances if we make enough money to survive. Honestly man I'm just lonely and everything just feels like it goes in a full circle.
I pray everyday and I want to love all people unconditionally but man is it hard when you've only ever had one person give you that kind of love and now they're gone forever. I wish I could be loved the same way that I love other people. Someone that sees me for me and just cares for me and. Loves me. I guess at the end of the day I just got to keep moving forward and who knows maybe I'll meet one person that loves me. But for now. It sucks not having anyone care for you or having a single person that you feel understands you and likes the things you like. If you've read this far thank you. I love you and I love everybody. I'll probably go pray now and I pray for all of you as well that you live happily and righteously. In the name of Jesus Christ, I pray Amen. Any advice or insight is welcomed.
2024.05.20 09:04 n00dles_oodles Am I in the wrong?
I’ve found myself questioning and feeling guilty for even thinking that my mom could possibly be a narcissist but I just don’t know anymore.
Since I could remember my mom would always and only give me the silent treatment for days/weeks, once even a month so after many years of dealing with that punishment you become accustomed to it. To be clear I’m 23, living with my parents but paying my fair share of the rent. I rarely go out and I only see my partner once a week due to distance. Before dating my partner I would mainly spend most of my time at home, with my parents or go out once or twice a week with friends and be back home around 3 or 4 (which I got scolded/given the silent treatment by my mom many times for). But now that I’m dating someone I try to spend as much time as we can, I would be back home around 5 or 6 to which I got the silent treatment for and even made my mom and I have a rocky relationship again for the last couple months but we made up recently and she even surprisingly apologized to me for the first time for making me feel ignored! Recently I’ve come back home the next day which I understand as a parent it’s not a suitable time for your child to come back home to without notice (doesn’t help that I hadn’t told them that I was dating this person due to the silent treatment).
I will admit to my faults and say that I know a simple text to tell them I’m not coming back home that night would’ve been right which I told them and apologized to them about (even tho I think they could call or text too, still mainly my fault I know) however I ended up telling them that I wasn’t spending the night at a friend or a stranger’s place but that I was dating this person for a while now to which my mom preceded to tell me that I’m being used for sex, and when my partner gets bored of me I’ll be used and disregarded just like my ex of 5 years did to me. The comment threw me off because I had opened up to my mom about how I was emotionally manipulated and cheated on by my ex and just really all the behind the scenes that would happen between my ex and I. She even said that apologizing to me recently was useless because I continue to do bad things and that I’m a horrible adult, she even called my partner names and started blaming them for my unemployment and for “giving up on my plans” which I’ve been looking for a suitable job just took a break because it was becoming overwhelming applying to so many and being rejected or never hearing back from them, and I never gave up on my plans I just have to prioritize the money I have saved up to pay off my monthly bills, to then be able to save up for my plans of being able to pay the majority of my college.
I know I handled things the wrong way, which I blame to my “better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission” mindset because I’m going to get in trouble regardless and I don’t want to ask for permission and then be told no when I’m 23 and paying rent having to listen to mommy and daddy all the time. So am I a really bad child to my parents or is my mom’s mannerisms towards me just possibly somewhat narcissistic behavior?
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Since I could remember my mom would always and only give me the silent treatment for days/weeks, once even a month so after many years of dealing with that punishment you become accustomed to it. To be clear I’m 23, living with my parents but paying my fair share of the rent. I rarely go out and I only see my partner once a week due to distance. Before dating my partner I would mainly spend most of my time at home, with my parents or go out once or twice a week with friends and be back home around 3 or 4 (which I got scolded/given the silent treatment by my mom many times for). But now that I’m dating someone I try to spend as much time as we can, I would be back home around 5 or 6 to which I got the silent treatment for and even made my mom and I have a rocky relationship again for the last couple months but we made up recently and she even surprisingly apologized to me for the first time for making me feel ignored! Recently I’ve come back home the next day which I understand as a parent it’s not a suitable time for your child to come back home to without notice (doesn’t help that I hadn’t told them that I was dating this person due to the silent treatment).
I will admit to my faults and say that I know a simple text to tell them I’m not coming back home that night would’ve been right which I told them and apologized to them about (even tho I think they could call or text too, still mainly my fault I know) however I ended up telling them that I wasn’t spending the night at a friend or a stranger’s place but that I was dating this person for a while now to which my mom preceded to tell me that I’m being used for sex, and when my partner gets bored of me I’ll be used and disregarded just like my ex of 5 years did to me. The comment threw me off because I had opened up to my mom about how I was emotionally manipulated and cheated on by my ex and just really all the behind the scenes that would happen between my ex and I. She even said that apologizing to me recently was useless because I continue to do bad things and that I’m a horrible adult, she even called my partner names and started blaming them for my unemployment and for “giving up on my plans” which I’ve been looking for a suitable job just took a break because it was becoming overwhelming applying to so many and being rejected or never hearing back from them, and I never gave up on my plans I just have to prioritize the money I have saved up to pay off my monthly bills, to then be able to save up for my plans of being able to pay the majority of my college.
I know I handled things the wrong way, which I blame to my “better to ask for forgiveness rather than permission” mindset because I’m going to get in trouble regardless and I don’t want to ask for permission and then be told no when I’m 23 and paying rent having to listen to mommy and daddy all the time. So am I a really bad child to my parents or is my mom’s mannerisms towards me just possibly somewhat narcissistic behavior?
2024.05.20 09:04 QuackersParty Is it worth it to try counseling?
Sorry in advance, this got kinda way longer than I thought it would
Me(32 F) and my BF(32M) have been together since college, I think it’s a total of 12 or 13 years (we were very casual at first, then I left the country for a masters program for 2 years, then we lived together for a year and then he moved away for school for a year until I got a job closer to him. We’ve lived together for almost 6ish years,since the fall of 2018). Our lives are very tied together and both of our families consider us part of the family. Sometimes we talk about marriage in a really passive way, but I’m not really to in to the idea and he acts like he doesn’t care either way.
The main issue is we’re pretty much just roommates, only I do all the housework. I hurt myself at work a few months ago and I’ve been at home since they won’t accommodate my restrictions. It’s really thrown into sharp relief just how… unhelpful he is. I’m lucky that my injury doesn’t effect my mobility that much, but I do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping, outside maintenance, arranging for repairs, pest control, and everything to take care of our dog. His one chore that he does on an inconsistent basis is starting the dish washer (which is really helpful, I’m very bad at remembering to do that).
I’ve gone through phases of asking him to help more and he said “tell me what to do and I’ll do it!”. I told him I’m not his mom and he knows what needs to be done in the house and he had the audacity to say “My mom would always say _I’m not your maid_”. We had this struggle an handful of times after we started living together in 2018 and I was 100% fed up. I straight up told him that I was just going to keep things in an acceptable state whether he contributed or not, and he’ll just have to deal with it when I inevitably get fed up and leave his ass.
I was finally at a point where I was making enough to get an apartment by myself and I was toying with the idea of moving out when covid hit. I work in a first responder-y job and things were absolute nightmare chaos. BF started working from home and I was on mandatory overtime a bunch. All the sudden I had 0 alone time and I adopted a dog (idk why I did it then, I’ve always wanted my own dog after growing up with them, but I probably would have lost it without her). It feels like I just put my head down and powered through things.
To make things even more complicated, my bf’s family were really on him to buy a house while the interest rates were good. I still wanted to make it work with BF and I was still kind of just chugging along. There was now the dog variable to look out for and I’d be gone too much with work since our shifts are very long. He bought a house and put me on it as a tenant in common for 20%.
So now we own a house together. Our finances are separate but I pay for groceries, insurance, and house maintenance and he pays the mortgage. I like our life but we don’t talk. Since I got hurt we don’t really have sex and I can tell he’s resentful even though he’s trying to be understanding. He gets defensive when I try to talk about his treatment of our dog (this is his first time with any pet) and his behavior toward me. He doesn’t get that sometimes when I don’t understand what’s he’s talking about he needs to explain it in a different way instead of repeating himself like that’ll get his point across.
It looks like I many not be able to go back to my old job (idk if I want to anyway, now that I’ve been away from it I can see how bad it was for me) and I’ve been looking at remote /hybrid things. It’d be a pay cut but I could swing it. My dog would have to go back to apartment life, but I don’t think he’d mind as long as I found is a sunny spot. Like all my friends moved away during the pandemic though.
At this point I feel like the “right thing to do” would be talk to BF and go to counseling. I don’t have a lot of hope that he’ll make any changes though, and I don’t know what I could change aside from going back to managing his help with the house. Has anybody here had a situation like this turn around with counseling?
TL;DR: I’m thinking about ending my 12 year relationship and things are finally lining up to make it feasible. I feel like the step you take next in situations like this is relationship counseling. Has anyone ever had it really help in a similar situation?
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Me(32 F) and my BF(32M) have been together since college, I think it’s a total of 12 or 13 years (we were very casual at first, then I left the country for a masters program for 2 years, then we lived together for a year and then he moved away for school for a year until I got a job closer to him. We’ve lived together for almost 6ish years,since the fall of 2018). Our lives are very tied together and both of our families consider us part of the family. Sometimes we talk about marriage in a really passive way, but I’m not really to in to the idea and he acts like he doesn’t care either way.
The main issue is we’re pretty much just roommates, only I do all the housework. I hurt myself at work a few months ago and I’ve been at home since they won’t accommodate my restrictions. It’s really thrown into sharp relief just how… unhelpful he is. I’m lucky that my injury doesn’t effect my mobility that much, but I do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping, outside maintenance, arranging for repairs, pest control, and everything to take care of our dog. His one chore that he does on an inconsistent basis is starting the dish washer (which is really helpful, I’m very bad at remembering to do that).
I’ve gone through phases of asking him to help more and he said “tell me what to do and I’ll do it!”. I told him I’m not his mom and he knows what needs to be done in the house and he had the audacity to say “My mom would always say _I’m not your maid_”. We had this struggle an handful of times after we started living together in 2018 and I was 100% fed up. I straight up told him that I was just going to keep things in an acceptable state whether he contributed or not, and he’ll just have to deal with it when I inevitably get fed up and leave his ass.
I was finally at a point where I was making enough to get an apartment by myself and I was toying with the idea of moving out when covid hit. I work in a first responder-y job and things were absolute nightmare chaos. BF started working from home and I was on mandatory overtime a bunch. All the sudden I had 0 alone time and I adopted a dog (idk why I did it then, I’ve always wanted my own dog after growing up with them, but I probably would have lost it without her). It feels like I just put my head down and powered through things.
To make things even more complicated, my bf’s family were really on him to buy a house while the interest rates were good. I still wanted to make it work with BF and I was still kind of just chugging along. There was now the dog variable to look out for and I’d be gone too much with work since our shifts are very long. He bought a house and put me on it as a tenant in common for 20%.
So now we own a house together. Our finances are separate but I pay for groceries, insurance, and house maintenance and he pays the mortgage. I like our life but we don’t talk. Since I got hurt we don’t really have sex and I can tell he’s resentful even though he’s trying to be understanding. He gets defensive when I try to talk about his treatment of our dog (this is his first time with any pet) and his behavior toward me. He doesn’t get that sometimes when I don’t understand what’s he’s talking about he needs to explain it in a different way instead of repeating himself like that’ll get his point across.
It looks like I many not be able to go back to my old job (idk if I want to anyway, now that I’ve been away from it I can see how bad it was for me) and I’ve been looking at remote /hybrid things. It’d be a pay cut but I could swing it. My dog would have to go back to apartment life, but I don’t think he’d mind as long as I found is a sunny spot. Like all my friends moved away during the pandemic though.
At this point I feel like the “right thing to do” would be talk to BF and go to counseling. I don’t have a lot of hope that he’ll make any changes though, and I don’t know what I could change aside from going back to managing his help with the house. Has anybody here had a situation like this turn around with counseling?
TL;DR: I’m thinking about ending my 12 year relationship and things are finally lining up to make it feasible. I feel like the step you take next in situations like this is relationship counseling. Has anyone ever had it really help in a similar situation?
2024.05.20 09:03 MrProcrastinacion Host mum on tension with 17w exchange student - what shall host dad do?
Sorry for long text: A 17-year-old girl has been living with us (family of 7) for a few months as an exchange student. She has a nice and friendly nature, is an only child and really wanted to be the "big sister" in a large family. Now, however, she often finds it difficult to cope with the hustle and bustle of our family (children aged 3 to 11) because she is likely to be hypersensitive and reacts strongly to loud noises or hectic times. If it's too much for her, she retreats to her room and gives herself a break - she's okay with that.
Shortly after our arrival, after a few "aha" moments, it became clear that our exchange daughter had grown up very sheltered by her mother. We talk about it openly and she often says when we do something that she never did it herself or didn't even know it was necessary. Her mother "managed" everything for her and took it off her hands. So: She never has done housework on her own (like: I shouldn't wash black and white clothes together? Ok.); for almost all activities she needs an step-by-step explanation and instructions first (like: Egg dish? Never made.); because she has no practice at it, and you have to check if she is doing it right; sometimes she thinks she has a better idea how to do it and gets instead a bad result - but she is trying at least ;-)
My wife, on the other hand, had to be very independent on her parent's farm as a young girl and was able to run the household on her own at the age of 17 because her parents worked hard in the fields. She is also a little heard impaired and sometimes speaks louder than normal. So if my wife talks to our exchange daughter in that way to explain something to her - the girl often makes a meee-face unconsciously, because I think it's too loud for her. My wife instead often gets offended by that and "the girl isn't listening again" or "the princess doesn't want to do". She also is tired of explaining things "a girl this age should know that already" or going an extra mile to achieve something "I do it myself, it's faster done".
So tension was building up recently between the two females and now my wife starts asking me, that I should decrease my efforts in the exchange: "It's only two months to finish the exchange, don't invest time in doing things with the princess." She even gets angry sometimes or sends me a facepalm, when I suggest leaving the house as a family and show the girl some nice places of your country et cetera. My wife likes to stay at home on weekends, bc the kids consumpts a lot of energy over the weekdays and she need it for recreation. So I struggle between two things: Should I take the advice of my wife and reduce activities ("sorry girl, we are in a rural area, there are no buses on weekends, you have to stay with us at home, you can read...") or should I keep the pace for the last weeks to not end the exchange with a bad taste of "they didn't care any more at the end" and take the elderly kids and the exchange daughter out to activities even I get into conflict with my wife?
Thanks for your insights on this in my opinion lose-lose situation.
submitted by MrProcrastinacion to exchangestudents [link] [comments]
Shortly after our arrival, after a few "aha" moments, it became clear that our exchange daughter had grown up very sheltered by her mother. We talk about it openly and she often says when we do something that she never did it herself or didn't even know it was necessary. Her mother "managed" everything for her and took it off her hands. So: She never has done housework on her own (like: I shouldn't wash black and white clothes together? Ok.); for almost all activities she needs an step-by-step explanation and instructions first (like: Egg dish? Never made.); because she has no practice at it, and you have to check if she is doing it right; sometimes she thinks she has a better idea how to do it and gets instead a bad result - but she is trying at least ;-)
My wife, on the other hand, had to be very independent on her parent's farm as a young girl and was able to run the household on her own at the age of 17 because her parents worked hard in the fields. She is also a little heard impaired and sometimes speaks louder than normal. So if my wife talks to our exchange daughter in that way to explain something to her - the girl often makes a meee-face unconsciously, because I think it's too loud for her. My wife instead often gets offended by that and "the girl isn't listening again" or "the princess doesn't want to do". She also is tired of explaining things "a girl this age should know that already" or going an extra mile to achieve something "I do it myself, it's faster done".
So tension was building up recently between the two females and now my wife starts asking me, that I should decrease my efforts in the exchange: "It's only two months to finish the exchange, don't invest time in doing things with the princess." She even gets angry sometimes or sends me a facepalm, when I suggest leaving the house as a family and show the girl some nice places of your country et cetera. My wife likes to stay at home on weekends, bc the kids consumpts a lot of energy over the weekdays and she need it for recreation. So I struggle between two things: Should I take the advice of my wife and reduce activities ("sorry girl, we are in a rural area, there are no buses on weekends, you have to stay with us at home, you can read...") or should I keep the pace for the last weeks to not end the exchange with a bad taste of "they didn't care any more at the end" and take the elderly kids and the exchange daughter out to activities even I get into conflict with my wife?
Thanks for your insights on this in my opinion lose-lose situation.
2024.05.20 09:02 Icy-Beautiful5158 Need your opinions please
I've been an active member of the sub lately as I (28f) am very suspicious about my ex's PA and I'm finding support here.
It's going to be a little long but here is my story: . So, my previous ex who was virgin 25M , had an ED and we were discussing the effects of porn on men and he was openly concerned that it may be one reason. Long story short, we broke up for a total unrelated reason. But he raised my awareness on the issue, and somehow dots were being connected in my mind about my past experiences. (Exes gawging on other girls, saved seminudes obsession with beauty tits and asses- I was never ok with that but kinda accepted it because I never experienced an ED from a bf before)
Then, I met my now ex, who is 32M been single for a long time (almost 6years) and had only two short relationships and sex prior to me, but like, unfinished sex as he told me because he couldn't finish. He was very anxious the first time we tried to have sex, he was literally shaking. I was cool with that but I talked my thoughts out about how porn influences sex and relationships etc . He didn't disagree with me but also didn't agree. He just said that HE DOESN'T LIKE PORN has no addiction to it and could easily stop watching. Long story short 2 months in dating and we managed to have normal sex but often he would have ED or he would take an hour to finish.
Rewind to the 1st month of dating, we unexpectedly end up at his home and as he opens YouTube there is an asmr video by a half naked woman suggested and he immediately tried to defend himself saying he doesn't know what is this and this girl makes him ashamed. Then he told me that he MARKED IT AS UNINTERESTING because he isn't anymore,now that he has me.
I was very concerned. After some days I brought up this topic again and he admitted he was lying out of shame and he knew what was that and watching this kind of things for sexual arousal as a single man. It took me long to get past this lie (we also were long distance ) as I made clear that I value honesty and straightforwardness as anything from the beginning. He said that he needs some time to work on being straightforward as he has some past trauma of rejection when he was honest. We talked it out and everything was fine and he also told me that he doesn't watch anything because he wants to check how the ED will go and he "holds" himself for sex with me.
Two weeks ago, again at his home, he was at work and I had this gut feeling. He gave me his password of his pc and I snooped on his history. Found again recently watched asmr, twitch th*ts looking nothing like me (yes OFC he is a gamer). I felt disgusted but like I saved myself from one more PA at the same time...
I told him everything, he tried to apologise and he said I just looked out of curiosity but didn't do anything. (Indeed he just sneaked for like a minute according to his history). He said Its just curiosity, nothing else, and "I see beauty like art" (he is an artist) and bs like that. But when it came to the asmr he said "yeah i watched when we were arguing because of my lie and i thought you were going to end it with me and I will end up only with this again." Big liar ,as the video was watched a day when we were pretty much ok and I hadn't brought it up yet again. Confronted about this as well. He told me I don't wanna lose you, but he couldn't even in the end be honest. He was once saying one thing then another. He also said that when he said "he doesn't like porn so he doesn't watch it" he meant the video on sites , not the camgirls and onlyfans. Gaslighted me and misdirected me.
I told him that he has issues with lying and he needs to work on it. That there may be something deeper that makes him lie and he may not yet be aware of it. I advised him to go see a sexologist/someone specialist even now that we broke up and he said okay thanks for the advice. ( he was about to go by his own will before I end it , because of his ED, but after I ended it he didn't want to go because he said that there is no need now, as he will end up alone). I also told him you are such a nice guy (indeed he is) don't let internet use consume you, it's such a pity. That was our last conversation. So I don't know if he will try to do something about that and even if it's worth it of waiting for him.
One week of no contact and I've learned so many things about PA. And I'm in a big dilemma. On one hand I want to share everything I got to know those past days, I'm sure that he isn't even aware of all these. I'm sure he thinks that "he just likes that" but in reality it's how he trained his brain to like that. But on the other hand I know that HE HAS to want to change. And he's behaviour showed that he doesn't see an issue, he just didn't want to lose me and it's just incompatibility. But I know he just needs to open his eyes... He abstains from every other substance. He is so nice and kind. IT'S SUCH A PITY. what would you advise me? Should I try or just let it go?
Thanks so much for reading
submitted by Icy-Beautiful5158 to loveafterporn [link] [comments]
It's going to be a little long but here is my story: . So, my previous ex who was virgin 25M , had an ED and we were discussing the effects of porn on men and he was openly concerned that it may be one reason. Long story short, we broke up for a total unrelated reason. But he raised my awareness on the issue, and somehow dots were being connected in my mind about my past experiences. (Exes gawging on other girls, saved seminudes obsession with beauty tits and asses- I was never ok with that but kinda accepted it because I never experienced an ED from a bf before)
Then, I met my now ex, who is 32M been single for a long time (almost 6years) and had only two short relationships and sex prior to me, but like, unfinished sex as he told me because he couldn't finish. He was very anxious the first time we tried to have sex, he was literally shaking. I was cool with that but I talked my thoughts out about how porn influences sex and relationships etc . He didn't disagree with me but also didn't agree. He just said that HE DOESN'T LIKE PORN has no addiction to it and could easily stop watching. Long story short 2 months in dating and we managed to have normal sex but often he would have ED or he would take an hour to finish.
Rewind to the 1st month of dating, we unexpectedly end up at his home and as he opens YouTube there is an asmr video by a half naked woman suggested and he immediately tried to defend himself saying he doesn't know what is this and this girl makes him ashamed. Then he told me that he MARKED IT AS UNINTERESTING because he isn't anymore,now that he has me.
I was very concerned. After some days I brought up this topic again and he admitted he was lying out of shame and he knew what was that and watching this kind of things for sexual arousal as a single man. It took me long to get past this lie (we also were long distance ) as I made clear that I value honesty and straightforwardness as anything from the beginning. He said that he needs some time to work on being straightforward as he has some past trauma of rejection when he was honest. We talked it out and everything was fine and he also told me that he doesn't watch anything because he wants to check how the ED will go and he "holds" himself for sex with me.
Two weeks ago, again at his home, he was at work and I had this gut feeling. He gave me his password of his pc and I snooped on his history. Found again recently watched asmr, twitch th*ts looking nothing like me (yes OFC he is a gamer). I felt disgusted but like I saved myself from one more PA at the same time...
I told him everything, he tried to apologise and he said I just looked out of curiosity but didn't do anything. (Indeed he just sneaked for like a minute according to his history). He said Its just curiosity, nothing else, and "I see beauty like art" (he is an artist) and bs like that. But when it came to the asmr he said "yeah i watched when we were arguing because of my lie and i thought you were going to end it with me and I will end up only with this again." Big liar ,as the video was watched a day when we were pretty much ok and I hadn't brought it up yet again. Confronted about this as well. He told me I don't wanna lose you, but he couldn't even in the end be honest. He was once saying one thing then another. He also said that when he said "he doesn't like porn so he doesn't watch it" he meant the video on sites , not the camgirls and onlyfans. Gaslighted me and misdirected me.
I told him that he has issues with lying and he needs to work on it. That there may be something deeper that makes him lie and he may not yet be aware of it. I advised him to go see a sexologist/someone specialist even now that we broke up and he said okay thanks for the advice. ( he was about to go by his own will before I end it , because of his ED, but after I ended it he didn't want to go because he said that there is no need now, as he will end up alone). I also told him you are such a nice guy (indeed he is) don't let internet use consume you, it's such a pity. That was our last conversation. So I don't know if he will try to do something about that and even if it's worth it of waiting for him.
One week of no contact and I've learned so many things about PA. And I'm in a big dilemma. On one hand I want to share everything I got to know those past days, I'm sure that he isn't even aware of all these. I'm sure he thinks that "he just likes that" but in reality it's how he trained his brain to like that. But on the other hand I know that HE HAS to want to change. And he's behaviour showed that he doesn't see an issue, he just didn't want to lose me and it's just incompatibility. But I know he just needs to open his eyes... He abstains from every other substance. He is so nice and kind. IT'S SUCH A PITY. what would you advise me? Should I try or just let it go?
Thanks so much for reading