Hey there. This might be a long one but I feel I need to start from the beginning to give the whole picture. Ten years ago I met someone, it all began outside of a local nightclub. For the purpose of anominity I'll refer to him as G. G approached me with a rose that he had purchased from a street peddler. He come across as charming and had the most infectious smile, I felt butterflies in my stomach and was instantly attracted to him. As the months passed and the more time we spent with each other I fell head over heels for him, I had left a toxic marriage the year previous and G made me feel safe while I was with him.. laying in his arms was my safe place. G was well known within his profession, it took him all over the world. His professional life kept him busy and my profession and children kept me equally as busy, we saw each other as much as we could but it was never as much as I would have liked. Eight months In G broke news to me that brought my world crashing down around me, he told me he had been in a long distance relationship since before we met and she had moved to our town. I can't even put into words how devestated I was, I broke my heart..i was so in love with him and I couldn't breath with the pain I was in. I lay on him for hours and we both cried, he told me he didn't know who to be with and had broke me and the other woman's heart in the process. At that time I didn't want anymore kids, he used that as a decider in that moment. As the days passed I fell deeper into despair, it was Christmas time and all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry. G kept in contact, checking in on me. Within a week he invited me to his home, as weak as it may seem I couldn't stop myself. I was back laying in his arms, all the pain was gone. I didn't ask about her, I didn't want to know. For the next three months we continued this way, it was up and down and I was on edge incase he walked away again. The other woman appeared to be out of the picture but I was scared incase he was seeing her at the same time still. We got into a fight over my suspicions and stopped talking. A couple of weeks later I was laying on my sofa watching TV, my phone lit up with a message... It was G. The message read "I still love you", all those feelings washed over me again, I replied with "I love you too". My phone rang and it was G to tell me he was about to arrive at my home. The door knocked, I answered and we were right back to how it always was between us.. passionate and intoxicating. A few days later we ran into the same old issues, I wanted more commitment and he didn't. I just couldn't do it anymore, my heart was being torn into pieces and my emotions were all over the place. I had to face facts that this wasn't going to end the way I wanted it to, I had to walk away for good. I told G I hated him, that he was devious...I wanted him to hate me so I could move on.. i gave him back the gifts he had given me and I never spoke to him again. I thought about him over the years, looked at his social media. That gut wrenching feeling would still be there, I pushed the feeling away and instead would turn it to anger to stop myself thinking about him. Last year in autumn I was sitting rocking my newborn baby who I have to my 2nd marriage, G popped into my head. The temptation to check his social media took over, I guess I just wanted to see if he had any kids himself now. A couple of years ago I found out he had met a woman around about the time I met my husband and they got married too. As I typed his name into the search bar I saw a post from his wife, it was a picture of them both captioned " miss you". I stared at the screen trying to figure it out, was he working away somewhere?. I looked on his profile, no recent posts. I put his name back into the search bar and searched posts relating to his name, what I was faced with sent my head spining and my stomach in knots... "rest in peace". I couldn't take it in, I searched through every post and read the content and comments. I paced around, couldn't believe what I was seeing. I just sat wondering what happened?, was he ill?.. was he in an accident?. Later that night I had an awful feeling, like myself G suffered with depression. We were on the same medication, what if he died due to this. For two months I sat with no answers, head swimming in disbelief and trying to block it out. Blocking it out was manageable because I was dealing with a new baby. December rolled in and I found myself frantically searching online to try find out what happened to G, then I found an article about a man his age dying by suicide on the day he died. It was horrific, I just knew in my heart it was him. After some more deep diving through social media I found posts from his family about suicide awareness, I felt like I was in a bad dream.. unreal.. it just didn't feel real. I believed what I was seeing but it wouldn't sink in, I felt numb. I tried to talk to my husband about it, he was understanding and said it's ok to feel this way he was a part of your life. I didn't cry, I felt sad but in true me fashion I shoved it down and started to block it out. He drifted in and out of my thoughts since, I'd close my eyes and take a deep breath..try not to think about him. Last week it all changed, I dreamt about him. I dreamt I was back with him in his house, that same feeling of longing and comfortability...his infectious smile. I woke up feeling like I couldn't breath, my heart felt so heavy and I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry like I did all those years ago. The days following grief hit me like a tidal wave, I couldn't control the tears. My heart aching and all the memories of him playing through my thoughts, listening to the songs that he listened to and songs that reminded me of him. Hiding my grief from my husband because even I didn't understand what was happening, I wouldn't expect him to. I just sat asking G in my head over and over again "why". On Sunday I awoke feeling just as horrific as I had the days prior, I decided to go visit the local spiritualist centre to try give myself some peace. I'm quite a spiritual person and believe in the afterlife and paranormal. On my way there I walked slowly taking in the spring air, G heavily in my thoughts fighting back my tears. I arrived and took a seat, I sat there hoping I might hear something from G. The medium present began by giving a reading, the words reflected how I felt and fought hard to keep the tears in. The medium began and spoke to individuals around the room, I wasn't really taking it in because I was just willing her to speak to me. After speaking to the 3rd person she turned her gaze to me. She told me "I have a young man here" she then made reference to the musical instrument he played, I froze.. that was the instrument G played. She looked at me and said "he didn't pass that long ago", she stopped and said "he's left you with a heavy heart, he said to tell you he's sorry for what he did. He said the voices and thoughts won and he just didn't want to be here anymore but I'm at peace now." the tears began to fall from me as I chocked back the sobs, she said "hes showing me him stroking your face on both sides with both hands" (he did this) she then told me the date of his birthday (date and month) and the age I was when we met. She finished up by saying" he said he will always be with you ". Never in all the years I've been to these places or saw mediums have I ever experienced anything as surreal as this, whether you are a believer or not I hope the comfort this gave me touches at least someone. I love my husband but I'll also always love G, feeling he is around me has helped me as I go through what I can only describe as being heartbroken and losing him for the second time. Sending love to any other broken grieving hearts out there ❤️.

I have been battling with my mind for years now and I can’t take the feeling of not being 100% sure anymore. I apologize for the long post in advance there’s a lot of layers here.
I (21, 22 in a few months F) have had these feelings about my mother (51F) being an nmother for a few years now and other people have told me she is as well when I talk about my experiences or events that have happened. I don’t want to seem like I’m trying to be evil spirited towards her or out to attack her in anyway because I don’t. I love my mom and I know she loves me as well… I guess I’m just looking for some kind of validation I suppose that I’m not perceiving my situation wrong and would like some unbiased opinions from people from the outside looking in.
Before I unfold everything I want to give some backstory. I think it’s important to preface I was homeschooled my entire life and lived a pretty sheltered life up until I was about 11 years old when I gained unrestricted access to the internet and YouTube haha. My mother has always been very active, fit, and health forward in eating habits and lifestyle. Every health trend there’s been, she’s done it. She did Atkins in the early 2000’s around the time I was born, she did Paleo, Keto, Whole 30, multiple food elimination diets, and she’s doing the carnivore diet currently.. Every diet she does she says it’s life changing and it will cure any and every ailment anyone has and everyone should be doing these diets.. she is anti-vax and anti-pharmaceutical. She believes in big pharma and other conspiracies that involve doctors and healthcare.
Growing up my sister (18, almost 19, F) and I were never given a lot of food restrictions. We were told to eat our vegetables, take some fish oil here and there, have a healthy snack if we wanted one, have dessert after supper if we wanted one, cut our juices with water so we didn’t have too much sugar intake, regular stuff like that. However when my sister and I were younger, me being about 12 at the time and her being about 9, our mother made us and our father do the Whole 30 diet which meant we couldn’t eat anything with preservatives, grain, gluten, legumes, dairy, sugar, and starches. We could only eat vegetables, meats, and fruits . We were both already very skinny and slight children so we really had no business being on a diet.. she told us that if we messed up the diet the only family would have to start over at day 1 and start the 30 days completely over. That means events we went to we had to follow this diet, at sleepovers, cookouts, ect. She had us checking labels on everything we ate for ingredients we couldn’t eat while on the diet.. after the diet was over she would continuously tell us that we should eat like that forever and almost shame us for going back to eating everything we did before the diet.
following that a few years later she started giving us mass amounts of vitamins and supplements. I was 13 taking over 30 supplement vitamins (all pills) a day. She continued doing this for years.
When I was around 13 or 14 I suddenly started having incredibly painful cystic acne, it was all over my face(cheeks, chin, forehead, upper lip, nose behind my ears, my scalp), neck, chest, shoulders, back, legs, arms, and other places. It was painful to sleep, eat, ride in the car, shower, brush my hair, any sort of movement at all was so incredibly painful. There was one morning I woke up and my right eye was swollen shut from a cyst that had formed in my eyebrow.. My mother would have me sit on the side of her bathtub in her room and she would rub essential oils on my back and it didn’t matter how gentle she was I would cry from the pain every time .. she said I would make her feel bad for crying and I was being sensitive. I would ask to please go to a doctor through tears and she would say they weren’t going to do anything besides “throw pharmaceuticals at the problem” and “only treat the symptoms and not fix the issue”.
It got so bad that I would bleed through my shirts at night because of how bad the cysts were.
Finally my mother took me to the doctor and they strongly recommended acne treatments (topical and oral). She never did anything they recommended for me, because she said they didn’t know what they were talking about and that all they wanted to do was throw pharmaceuticals at it.. she would say she wanted to get another opinion from another doctor and all the doctors would recommend the same thing… She then said she would be taking me to a holistic doctor, at this point I couldn’t even be touched by anyone anymore. Even a tap on the shoulder felt like glass being dug into my skin.
I went to the holistic doctor and the holistic doctor proscribed me to take vitamin A gel capsules, a detoxing meal supplement called ClearVite, told me not to eat breakfast and only drink the ClearVite for breakfast for a month, any meal I ate physical food for had to be meat, vegetables, or fruits (just like how the Whole 30 was). I don’t remember how many mcg’s she had me taking of the vitamin A but I had to go have blood work done and tested every month to make sure my liver wasn’t failing from the amount of vitamin A I was taking.
After about 3 months or so (I don’t remember much of my life at this point so my time line may be a bit off) of going to this holistic doctor she said i might be having an allergic reaction to my braces, I have a sensitivity to earrings so she said it could be me having a reaction to my braces.
a few weeks later my dad took me to the orthodontist and I got my braces off. My skin cleared up a bit but still to this day I have very very bad skin on my face and back and very bad scarring everywhere…
My mother told me in passing a little while after this happened that she was so afraid I was going to become septic and die from how inflamed my skin was.. yet she would only accept what the holistic doctor said.
She constantly says she did everything she could do to cure me, how she would lay awake in bed for nights on end because she knew I was in pain..
a few years later or so I was taken to the highest rated dermatologist in my state because I was still struggling with bad body acne and face acne. When the dermatologist saw me he was mortified with my mother and acted disgusted with her that she had let me get so bad, he of course recommended topical treatments and oral, the doctor said after he treated me the scaring will effect my skin for the rest of my life and my skin would never look the same which was devastating for me to hear as a 15/16 year old and I choked back tears in the doctors office.
My mother got offended by him because she said that he treated her like she was a neglectful parent. when we left she said she’d never take me back there again because of how terrible he was and how he just wanted to “throw pharmaceuticals at the problem”. When we got in the car I broke down crying and my parents said I had nothing to cry about and that it was going to be fine. They said that they would find a cure for me(they never did)..
After that my mom blamed me for my acne. she’d say I don’t watch what I eat enough, I don’t take care of myself well enough, if I drank more water It would go away, if I stopped eating sugar it would go away, if I didn’t drink milk it would go away, if I stopped eating nuts it would go away, if I exercised more my acne would go away, and many other things that If I did or stopped doing my acne would go away..
I also have very bad menstrual cramps and she says I bring them upon myself and that they’re not normal, that if I was more health focused I wouldn’t have them..
My sister and my’s whole life if we ate something my mom didn’t want us to eat or thought was unhealthy she would shoot us a look of disappointment, or poke us in the shoulder or back and say something about how we know we shouldn’t be eating that.
Besides the intense health obsession there was a huge event that happened 3 years ago where my family and I went out to brunch one morning and everything was normal, we sat down, we were all chatting and talking, and then in the middle of waiting for our food our mother stopped talking, she just sat there not speaking and acting sad and distant. This isn’t out of the ordinary she does this quite a bit. My dad asked her what was wrong and she said nothing was wrong. We continued with our meal, went to Target and went back home, the whole time during our outing together she was still not speaking and moping around. when we tried to incorporate her into the conversations she would just give a one word answer or nod and go back to moping. When we got home I went into the bathroom downstairs to try on some shorts I got at Target and while I was trying them on I suddenly heard my mother screaming bloody murder upstairs at my dad, I quickly opened the door and came out to look up at my sister looking over the banister down at me I gave her a look like “what’s going on?” And she just shrugged and shook her head. I don’t remember anything that happened in the middle of that day but I do remember not seeing her for the rest of the day and she again screamed at my dad some more in random spurts..
My sister and I went to bed, I called my boyfriend for some comfort as I have an anxiety disorder and this was making it spike incredibly high (it’s about midnight at this time). As we were on the phone I could hear my moms angry voice through the wall (our bedrooms are right next to one another and their master bath’s wall is the wall closest to my bed) I was telling my boyfriend play by plays of what was happening and what I was hearing. All the sudden I heard a super loud bang sound like something heavy was thrown or knocked over, it was so loud my boyfriend could hear it on the other side of the phone, I hung up and I listened to my mother continuing to scream at the top of her lungs while cursing my dad out. Suddenly I heard their bedroom door open and heard her go down the stairs while being followed by my dad, my door opens and my sister comes in crying and crawls into bed with me. My mom comes back up the stairs and is standing next to my bed, fully dressed, keys in hand, and telling us how she’s going to leave and how we’ll be so much happier if she just leaves. How she hopes as she’s driving away and leaving us she dies, how after she dies we should thank god everyday that we don’t have a mother anymore and other things that I don’t remember. I have a small dog (he’s a Jack Russel terrier and dachshund mix) that sleeps in my bed with me, when my mom came into my room he crawled up on top of my chest and at one point she stepped toward me and my dog lunged a bit at her (which is incredibly out of character of him. Trust me if you knew him this would shock you haha). She then went back into her and my dad’s room, I then grabbed my sister in a panic and we scuttled down the stairs and I took us both into the backyard. I didn’t know what I was doing and didn’t have a plan I just wanted to get us out of the house. I didn’t have my own car at the time so I couldn’t drive away and my sister was a minor at the time and I didn’t want to be charged with kidnapping her either. I was hyperventilating and freaking out just kind of walking in a circle on our patio. Our parents came outside and my dad said “girls, come back in the house.” And all I could do was shake my head and just say no no no over and over again. My mom followed him outside and said “what, are you afraid of me!? Think I’m gonna do something!?” And I nodded and said yes through heavy breathing and blinding tears and she rolled her eyes and said something about how she was such a horrible mother. My sister and I then stood in the kitchen listening to her scream at my dad, scream at us, telling us how the three of us are out to get her, how we all isolate her from the family, how we all probably get together and talk bad about her behind her back, how she wanted to divorce my dad and sell our house and she can take half and he can take half and the three of us can live together and be rid of her, how we were bad children, how she’s done everything for us and owes us absolutely nothing, how ungrateful my sister and I are because we don’t know what an abusive house is like, how we don’t know what it’s like to be beat, how we don’t know what it’s like to be sickly, how she’s given us everything and we’ve done nothing for her, how If she treated us the way we treat her she’d be reported to CPS, how we abuse her..
she went on like this for 2 hours..
She at one point left out the front door, leaving my dad, my sister, and me in the kitchen and then came back inside a few seconds later and said she wouldn’t give us the satisfaction of leaving because it’s what we wanted and she wasn’t about to give us what we wanted.. she finally went back upstairs and went to bed..
The next morning my dad got my sister and I out of bed and told us to come downstairs. When we came downstairs mom was sitting in one of the chairs in our living room, my dad was on the couch, and my sister and I sat down on the couch as well.. my dad told us that we needed to apologize to our mom for pushing her to the point that would make her do that. It was another 2 hours of sitting in the living room and listening to my mom saying how she’s done everything for us and we abuse her, how she doesn’t understand what she could possibly be doing wrong, how she’s a wonderful mother..
She continued to loath in her feelings on this for about 2 weeks, some days better than other.. my sister would text me from time to time while I was at work and say mom was screaming at dad again..
Ever since that night our dad has doted on her hand and foot.. our dad used to be a safe place we could go to to talk to and express our feelings to, he’d just listen to us, and give us a hug. If we have an altercation with mom now he chews us out, tells us to apologize to “mamma”, be kinder to “mamma”, be more considerate of “momma’s” feelings, etc etc..
There’s so many countless times of her showing toxic behavior.. from her saying she misses my sister’s abusive ex boyfriend because he would take her side on things, to her calling me a whore for having a boyfriend, calling me ignorant, calling me stubborn, never letting my sister and I express our feelings because it was “disrespectful”, passing racist comment, and sooooo many other things.
Like I mentioned before I have a very big anxiety disorder. At its worse I lost 10lbs because I couldn’t eat because I was so anxious.. I do not have 10lbs to lose. At my absolute worst I was at 107lbs, I’m a little over 5’4. I finally went to a doctor a year ago to get some medication and she sends me videos and articles frequently about how bad antidepressants are for your brain and how I should stop taking them. She tells me in passing about how I should stop taking them too.
We had a family therapist at a time 2 years ago and he had 3 month or so worth of sessions with mom and dad and then after that my sister and I started attending sessions with them as well.. I think what she wanted to happen was for us to have the therapist tell my sister and I to obey her or that we were in the wrong. What ended up happening was he would tell us we were adults and we could make our own decisions and they needed to respect that.. my mom and I had a session just the two of us with the therapist and I expressed how I felt for the first time ever to her, the therapist told her I was valid for feeling the way I felt, she didn’t speak to me for 3 days, and then my parents suddenly “couldn’t afford going to therapy anymore”..
I just need to know I’m not crazy for thinking she’s an Nparent. Thank you so much for taking time to read my story, I know it’s a bit of a mess and it sounds like I’m just dragging her. Like I said before I’m not trying to drag her I just want to know I’m not going crazy.

I had never felt so small before.
In all my adult life, I had never trembled, but under his wrathful gaze, I was shaking like a leaf in a storm. I couldn't fathom why Hephaestus hated my kind with such burning vitriol, but I could feel every ounce of it pouring into my being. I fell to my knees under the weight of it all and regretted every decision I had made to land me there.
"Hephaestus!" I heard Artemis as though she were distant. "The human merely sneezed!"
The weight lifted from me and I inhaled as though I hadn't breathed in minutes.
"It is an involuntary respiratory defect within his kind! He could not stop it even if he chose to!" She looked at me with a serious expression, as if to tell me I was fucking all of this up. She looked back up at the towering god and his expression softened.
"He meant no disrespect," she added for good measure. "He is my guest. Please, go easy."
I figured the gods would know what a sneeze was. But for Artemis to have to explain it to him, I had to wonder... had he never deigned to visit our kind on earth? Was his detest for us such that he never even gave us a chance? What had happened to him to cause so much disdain for the human race?
Hephaestus glanced at me before turning back to his forge and lifting the hammer yet again. I stayed quiet this time as he brought it down upon the rifle. A wild surge of visible bright blue energy frenzied around the crafting table. He then set the hammer down and lifted the weapon telekinetically back into his palm. He inspected it closely before levitating it out of his hand and back down to Artemis.
"Thank you," she said as the rifle landed in her hands. She looked it over, smiling ear to ear. "Yes," she said, looking excitedly toward me. "We are ready."
She looked up and waved at the god with the hair-trigger temper. "Thank you!"
He simply snorted and turned his back to us. The massive doors opened behind us. Artemis tapped me with the rifle barrel and nodded toward the exit before striding past me. I didn't waste time. I was practically tripping over her heels to get out of the forge.
It took a small amount of nerve for me to hop down the ledge back into the raging flames, but I was more afraid of Hephaestus than burning to death. It felt a little warmer than before; I wondered if the warding was timed, and weakening. I thought about speaking up, but within moments we were already walking toward the cave exit. We were back in Thyra, I think she called it.
"I told you not to say anything," her lecture came quick.
"It's my papaw's rifle," I whined. "It's been passed down, it's a family heirloom."
"Did you think the literal god of the forge would not know what to do with a weapon?"
"He didn't even know what a sneeze was," I shrugged as we exited the cave. "Forgive me for assuming he had never seen a rifle. And what's his deal anyway?"
"No deal," she called back to me, turning left out of the cave. "Gods do for gods. It is our creed in Mount Olympus."
"That's not what I meant," I said in a frustrated huff. "Can I at least hold the rifle?" I asked, changing the subject.
"No," she answered quickly.
"But it's my rifle," I insisted. "You can't just keep it from me."
She turned and stared at me for a second, her expression unamused. "Fine," she said. "Here," she held the rifle out in her hands and I took it. The moment she let it go, I crumpled to the ground under its weight like I was at the bench press without a spotter.
I hit the ground and wheezed as the rifle pressed down on my midsection. "A-Artemis," I choked out.
She picked the rifle up off of me with ease and rested it against her shoulder again as I laid there gasping.
"I did not mean no, you are not allowed," she clarified. "I meant no, you cannot hold it. This is a weapon of the gods now. You lack the strength to wield it. Now come. We hunt."
She turned and began walking briskly away, but something about that fall knocked some perspective into me.
"Artemis, stop," I called to her. She paused and turned to find me still sitting on the ground. "I've been going along with this assuming I was on some kind of involuntary acid trip," I said. "But this is all starting to feel super real."
"Acid trip?" she said the words separately, tilting her head. "You did not think you were real?"
"You!" I threw my hands up, my tone rising. "You, Hephaestus, Greek gods... I'm a Catholic! You're not supposed to even exist. How is any of this really happening? I'm so confused, and I'm tired of pretending like I'm okay over here!" I knelt forward, resting my arms on my knees.
"You are having a crisis of faith?" she asked softly, taking a few steps toward me. "Buck, you are allowed to believe in more than one god," she consoled me.
I sat down on the ground and heaved the heaviest sigh as I tried to keep my head from spinning. If the Greek pantheon was real, then that raised all sorts of questions I had never asked before.
"No, I can't," I barked. "I'm... I mean, my faith... I'm not allowed at all. But how can I not believe in you if you're standing right in front of me? Am I going to Hell for this?" I looked up at her, completely lost. "Artemis... I don't think I should be here."
She stared down at me, her brow wrinkled, her lips sucked in as though deep in thought. She looked up and stared at the horizon a moment before tapping the butt of the rifle against the ground.
"No," she said firmly.
"No?"
"I will not give up on you so easily," she said, taking my hand and lifting me to my feet. "Come. We will make one more stop before we hunt the beast."
"Artemis, I don't think you're listening to me!"
"We cannot hunt when you are conflicted," she added. "Your mind and spirit must be in harmony if we are to overcome the challenges that lie ahead."
"Artemis!" I called after her. She turned and disappeared into the cliffside. I stopped briefly before letting out a frustrated grunt and following after her.
I emerged on the other side in some kind of lush garden. Fruit, vegetables, and all manner of greenery surrounded me as I spotted Artemis walking down a narrow path through the shrubbery. I hurried after her, calling her name, but she wouldn't slow down or turn to acknowledge me. I began to revisit the theory that I was on some kind of acid trip when she walked up to a hollow tree stump and hopped down into it.
I jogged up to the tree stump and peered down into it. It appeared to be a dark abyss deeper than the ground upon which the stump was rooted. No doubt it was another portal. I couldn't afford to linger, or I'd lose her. I shrugged off the uncertainty and hopped in after her,
In the next second, I was underwater. I accidentally swallowed a little in surprise. I opened my eyes and the water was clear. I could see sunlight at the surface and I began swimming toward it. But I was deeper than I thought, and it felt like the surface was getting further away. I pushed with all my grit and pumped as hard as I could until finally, my face broke the surface.
I gulped in the air and gasped as I looked around. I was in some kind of small, but deceptively deep pond surrounded by sand. The more I looked around the more I realized I was in a desert oasis. I swam to the water's edge and crawled onto the hot sand breathing heavily as I slowly got to my feet. Incredibly, my clothes were already dry. I felt around in surprise before taking a closer look at my surroundings.
"Artemis?" I called out, looking around at the distant desolate dunes. "Hey, are you here?" I asked again, looking up into the bent tropical trees. I didn't expect to see anything short of palm fronds against the cloudless sky. What I found, however, was what appeared to be a tense standoff between a snake and an owl.
"God bless," I said out loud, taking a few steps back. The tree was bent in full, and on the part where one could stand, a snake was coiled around the tree, fangs open, head bobbing as though about to strike. Opposite the snake stood an owl, wings spread wide as though welcoming the attack.
I quickly checked my surroundings for snakes and I heard a giggle from above. I snapped my attention back to the tree to see Artemis sitting on the tree next to another beautiful woman. They dangled their legs and giggled quietly amongst themselves.
"I understand," said the woman sitting next to her.
"I knew you would," Artemis said, smiling down at me. She then slid off the branch and landed softly next to me. "Buck, I want you to speak with her. If you hear what she has to say and you still object... I will return you home."
She stared into my eyes and I stared into hers; there was a sadness behind them that only barely broke through in her tone.
"All right," I agreed. "Fine." I turned to look back up into the tree but found the woman standing directly in front of me. I hopped back in surprise, which earned soft laughter from both of them. My cheeks burned red. I was tired of everyone being a god but me. I felt like Artemis's little monkey on a leash everywhere I went, and the disrespect that came with it stung like a summer hornet.
"Stop laughing at me," I commanded.
"Brian," Artemis said, fire in her tone.
"It's okay," the woman said lifting her hand toward her fellow goddess. "I can imagine that this one has had a difficult day," she said turning to Artemis. "No thanks to you."
A long silence hung in the air as the new goddess studied me.
"Brian," she said finally, a smile on her lips. "My name is Athena. It's a surprise to see a mortal here in my little oasis."
My eyes widened. Athena— that was a pretty major name. I regretted not knowing more about her, aside from that she was the goddess of wisdom. She had wavy brown hair parted in the middle and fastened to her temples with gold and silver. She had a pointed nose like Artemis and thick eyebrows that were perfectly groomed. Unlike Artemis who wore no makeup whatsoever, Athena wore thick black eyeliner that complimented her chocolatey brown eyes.
"My friend tells me that you're suffering from ontological shock," she said, looking me up and down as she meandered around me. "Talk to me, that I might soothe your mind with answers."
I stood frozen. I'd had nothing but questions this entire time, but when put on the spot, I was completely blank.
"Uhh..." I stared back at her. "I um..."
"You're a Roman Catholic, a sect of Christianity," Athena took the wheel. "You're worried that interacting with us is somehow blasphemous, yes?"
"Not somehow," I spat out. "Completely! I only believe in one god. No," I shook my head. "There is only one god." Years of Sunday school and a couple of decades' worth of church bubbled up in me as I found my voice. "The holy book says there's only one god! That's the end of it! I don't know who all you people are, but-"
"Thou shalt have no other gods before me," Athena interrupted. "That is one of the commandments by which your order lives, yes?"
I was surprised she was familiar with it. "Yeah," I nodded. "It's a commandment, not a suggestion. And it's the first one!"
"I see," Athena smiled. "So then your holy book confirms that there are other gods in its very first tenant."
"... What?" I asked after a moment of silence.
"If there were no other gods or goddesses, then why would the Judeo-Christian God feel the need to put them out of your mind?"
"False gods," I clarified quickly. "There are false gods who don't exist. We're not to worship them."
"But surely, Brian, you can believe in their existence, no?"
"I..." I paused. "... I don't think so."
"May I quote the Holy Bible?" she asked with a coy smile. "King James edition, if you prefer?"
I glanced at Artemis. She was looking the other way. I nodded, but I was dug in. I wasn't about to let her twist more words of the holiest doctrine in existence.
"Exodus," she began. "7:10-12... And Moses and Aaron went in unto Pharaoh, and they did so as the Lord had commanded. And Aaron cast down his rod before Pharaoh, and before his servants, and it became a serpent."
She stepped toward me, looking into my eyes. "Then Pharaoh also called the wise men and the sorcerers: now the magicians of Egypt, they also did in like manner with their enchantments. For they cast down every man his rod, and they became serpents." She tilted her head. "How did their rods become serpents if not for the power of their individual gods and goddesses?"
"It was a trick," I shot back. "Some kind of trick, for sure." But the truth was, I had never thought about it even once. I had heard the story a million times, but I had never stopped to ask how the Egyptian sorcerers managed to mimic the power of God.
"It wasn't written in your holy book like it was a magic trick," Athena stated, her voice turning stern. She could tell I was fumbling for answers.
"I... Maybe God did it?" I offered.
"Second Kings, three," she continued her slow advance toward me. "A new Moabite king under vassalage to the nation of Israel decides to shed his vassalage. This of course angers the king of Israel, and he mounts an assault on Moab. Through a strong coalition with the king of Judah and the king of Edom, they demolish the new king's forces and prepare to enter the city to apprehend him. However, your holy text says the king of Moab sacrificed his son on the wall of the city. Great fury rained down upon the king of Israel and forced the coalition to retreat."
I didn't know this story. I didn't expect her to be better versed in the literature than even me. Why would a Greek goddess have such an intimate understanding of another opposing religion's holy texts?
"Who did the Moab king sacrifice his son to?" asked Athena. "It wasn't the Israelite god; your god."
"I don't know!" I finally shouted. "I don't know, dammit!"
"No, you don't," Athena spoke, not breaking her stride. My heels touched the water and I felt that imposing presence in front of me soften. "And that's okay," she said in a more soothing tone. "Nobody would expect a mortal to understand what's going on up here. But it's important for you to understand that... well, that you don't understand."
"All right," I surrendered. I sounded as shaken as I felt. "All right, fine. I admit that I don't know anything. All I have is faith." I dropped to my knees in the sand and felt my emotions beating at the inside of my chest. "Or I did. Now I don't know what to believe."
She stared down at me. "You have not discarded your faith," she said softly. "You have merely opened your eyes to the true nature of the world around you. You are permitted to believe that other gods do exist. You are forbidden, however, to worship them."
I looked up at her.
"Your god is our god too," she smiled. "Yahweh, the god of humans."
"... What?" I asked, unsure if I heard her correctly. "Your god?"
"That's right," she answered. "For it is his image from whom we draw our likeness... and from his image that your race was born."
I felt lightheaded. That was a lot to take in, and she seemed to understand. She offered me her hand, and after a moment of hesitation, I took it. She lifted me to my feet and guided me by the hand toward the water. I followed her slowly into the cool waters of the oasis as she explained.
"There are Greater Gods and Lesser Gods among the cosmic beings in the planar stratum. The Lesser Gods are countless, but of the Greater Gods, there are only 7. There is a goddess of elves, a god of fae-kind, a goddess of plants, a goddess of monsters, a god of beasts, a god of machines, and a god of humans."
She stopped waist-deep in the waters, let go of my hand, and turned to face me. "This is why humans, elves, fae-kind, plants, animals, and monsters are so common across the many planes of reality. It is not evolution, but a shared domain among sentience."
"A shared domain?" I asked. "Like... there's humans on other planets?"
"In a manner of speaking," Athena affirmed. "In each plane of reality, conditions vary wildly. Some earthlike, many not. In each plane, one of the Greater Gods' domains is dominant. Some planes are ruled by beasts, some by fae-kind, others by monsters."
I heard a disturbance at the water's edge and noticed Artemis joining us.
"You are now a part of this knowledge Brian," said Athena, moving to my side. "Which, just as your presence here, is forbidden."
"Why is the knowledge forbidden?" I asked. "I mean, yeah, my worldview is fucked, but I'm still standing here. It didn't make my head explode or anything."
"That is what the water is for," Artemis interjected. I looked down at the water. It was sparkly, but there didn't seem to be anything inherently special about it.
"This is the water of knowledge," Athena clarified. "... and rebirth," she added, placing a hand on my shoulder and pushing me down onto a knee.
Artemis stood in front of me and stared down at me sweetly.
"Now that you have the knowledge of the gods," Athena continued. "You've no choice but to undertake a blessing, lest you collapse under the weight of understanding shortly after leaving these waters."
"A blessing?" I asked.
"Think of it as a small slice of divinity," she offered. "You'll no longer be merely man."
No longer merely man? I didn't know what to think. I had always wanted to be more than I was, but did this mean I would be thrown off of the mortal coil? That I wouldn't experience death or heaven as I was meant to? Did this bar me from taking my place at my God's side in the Silver Kingdom? Was consorting with Greek divinities blasphemy?
Wait... my brain didn't normally operate at this level.
Questions were piling up faster than I could comprehend. I started breathing heavier as the burden of thought flooded me. True thought. As thought a child with the world's worst case of ADHD suddenly took meds for the first time. The static was clearing and my head began to feel swollen.
"Artemis," Athena said in a commanding tone.
I looked up to see Artemis removing her clothing, sliding her top down her shoulders, and exposing her breasts.
"Buck," Artemis spoke, stepping toward me. "You will drink from my breast and inherit my blessing."
Well, that killed every other thought fighting for my attention.
Monkey brain back online— practically clapping its symbols together as I stared ahead like a deer in the headlights.
"W-what?" I asked as Athena placed her hand behind my head and drew me toward the goddess's nipple.
I didn't fight back. I leaned forward and drew gently upon her breast. Warm sweet liquid filled my mouth and I began to swallow it down gulp after gulp.
I heard someone say something, but it was muffled.
I felt Athena tug at my shoulder, but I couldn't stop myself. Each gulp brought more clarity; more comfort; and more strength.
"Brian!" Athena's sharp tone suddenly cut through and I jerked back, falling into the water. I stood up and wiped my hair out of my eyes, glancing between the two of them. Artemis was blushing with a shocked look on her face and she hid her breasts behind her arms.
Athena, however, looked downright pissed. "Brian," she said through her teeth. "I commanded you to stop."
"I- I'm sorry!" I pleaded my case. "I don't know what came over me! It was like the world j-just faded away around me! Honest to God!"
Artemis and Athena shared a prolonged period of eye contact before Athena sighed deeply and rolled her eyes.
"Artemis, we're both going to hear it for this one. This is bad."
"Athena, I am sorry," Artemis responded, reaching for her, but she turned out of her reach and walked away from both of us.
"I thought..." I whimpered. "I thought I was supposed to do that."
"You took too much," Artemis said solemnly. "I believe I may have finally crossed a line," she said, turning and walking away from me.
I followed after her, a slew of apologies falling out of my mouth. I didn't know what else to say. I couldn't help but feel like some kind of rapist, and it was the ugliest feeling I had ever had in my life.
I looked up at Athena, who had retaken the form of an owl. She was perched in the tree glaring down at me.
"Athena," I pleaded.
She turned her head all the way around, ignoring me.
"Heads up," I heard Artemis call to me. I looked down just in time to see my rifle sailing toward me. I instinctively reached out and caught it with my right hand, and stared at Artemis.
She stared back.
"Oh," I said out loud, looking down at the rifle.
"Oh is right," she said in a frightened tone.
I stared back at her in stunned silence.
"Zeus as my father," she said shaking her head. "What have I done?"
Writing Prompt Submitted by u/blablador-2001

I'll try and keep this brief as I can while also being thorough. Since there is a lot of ground to cover. (Sorry in advance but thank you for any and all help and insight)
I had a cavity filled on a back upper molar in November that wasn't bothering me or that I even knew was there. So much so my dentist offered me to have it done without novacain which I happily said yes to. I ended up experiencing sharp shooting pain and they gave me the novacain. Despite going through 2 needles of it I still felt every drill point movement but went ahead and it was finished.
A few weeks later in december the sensitivity was horrible, I couldn't even eat luke warm foods. Went back in and dentist thought there could be a bubble in the filling so they redid it (also excruciating). Was told if it didn't get better that means the nerve in the tooth gave out on me and I'd have to have a root canal.
Gave it a week and sure enough had to schedule a root canal with an endodontist. Everything went fine and I healed very well from the procedure, I could eat and drink without issue!
Then I had my post and core done 2 weeks later and while it was fine during it brought back all the pain I had after the root canal. That deep gum pain and ache to eat on. I informed my dentist and they brought me back for a bite adjustment, which also did not help. They told me to come back before the crown if it wasn't feeling better but since it wasn't as excruciating as before I had my crown done.
The crown was put on in Feb. And since then (until now in May) I have gone back for 5 bite adjustments and x-rays on this stupid tooth. I got a second opinion after two more adjustments from my main dentist, and the new dentist did x-rays and a bite adjustment. They told me if it wasn't better in a few days to go back to the endodontist who did my root canal which I now have done and they also gave me a bite adjustment and took x-rays.
The point I'm at now is this...
My endodontist performed a bite adjustment and told me to come back in 4 weeks and we'll see where we're at. After two weeks I noticed my tooth was grinding strangely high on one side so went back one more time to my new dentist to have it fixed. I then gave it two weeks which brought me to my 4 week appt. With my endodontist who said everything looks fine and as long as it's slowly getting better that's good. (I really hope that all made sense, I know it's a lot of appointments).
Flash forward to yesterday that was all two weeks ago. I have been favoring and babying that stupid tooth to no end, and decided to eat on it finally thinking it was doing at least a bit better and I could get on with my life. Cue the soreness and pain once more. Today I tried to ignore it and pretend that it was just because I was focusing on it that it was bothering me but I just genuinely don't know what to do besides giving up and saying rip it out of my head.
Moving my cheek irritates it, pushing on it with my tongue irritates it, eating hurts for a little while and then dissappear but it gets sore later on, laying down makes it flare up and irritates it, even if I bite my cheek it gets irritated at times. I'm just so tired of no answers and dealing with this pain. Everyone has taken x-rays and no fractures or anything that looks out of the ordinary, the tooth has been ground to be "removed from my bite" but I still feel it when eating things that get stuck in my bottom molar below it, the gums look healthy despite the random times the tooth tastes like blood.
I really am lost and so frustrated. I'm 30 so they say pulling is the last thing they want to do because im younger but at this point I'd rather have anything else than deal with this for one more day. Thank you to anyone who took time to read, sorry for the rambling, I appreciate you. I've never had issues with the dentist or dental work in my life but now I'm so anxious and embarrassed to be going to this many appointments in such a short time.

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★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77

★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74

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★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87

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★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15

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★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93

★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69

★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18

★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83

★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64

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★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04

★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41

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★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79

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★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53

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★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08

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★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03

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★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77

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★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22

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★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94

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★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80

★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96

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★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40

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★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20

★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46

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★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43

★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06

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★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69

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★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01

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★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33

★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88

★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66

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★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14

★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57

★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot (Minimal Wear), B/O: $126.21

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★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Field-Tested), B/O: $180.28

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Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece (Well-Worn), B/O: $102.42

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Hi all! Been a lurker but I'm now ~4 days post eday and looking for advice. I've seen so many success stories and I just feel I'm struggling quite a bit. I had all my remaining 15 upper teeth removed Friday morning and I know the dentist had a hard time because some of them broke and were just in such bad shape. I immediately started swelling all over my face and noticed a hard round lump on my right cheek, ended up with a black eye day one. It swelled so badly that the swelling hurt more than my mouth itself. I ended up having to take out the immediates because they were too big and even with all the swelling would not stay in my mouth for me to be able to drink or eat anything. I'm glad I did take them out because I'm not sure I'd have been able to get them out over the last few days because my face has stayed so swollen. I went to the er Friday night where they gave me an antibiotic because the dentist didn't send me home with one. I ended up with two black eyes, my cheeks are black and blue and now that the swelling has finally started to go down a little I'm noticing that my cheeks under my eyes feel almost paralyzed? My gums feel like there is gauze or something stuffed between them and my cheeks which could just be a weird sensation from the swelling but I'm concerned with the feeling that my face is not moving the way it should this many days after the extractions. When she was doing the injections before removals the one injection in my palate really hurt a ton and had me jerking my arms up as a reflex and there seems to be a hard round spot there on my palate as well if that makes a difference. Not sure if she hit a nerve or if it's just taking a long time for the numbness to wear off and it's normal or if I really need to panic and contact the dentist immediately. Has anyone else had anything similar happen after extractions? How long did it take for it to start feeling normal again? Also if you haven't had your extractions done yet please don't let this scare you I'm certain my situation is a rare one and even tho I've had some issues I have 0 regrets. I ate ice cream the other day and didn't need to cry after because my teeth hurt 🥳

Hi all,
I'm saddened to even write this.
My sweet 8 year old lady Draguna has, at this point, a chronic health condition. We went to our reptile vet two months ago to check on some swelling behind the eye ridge. There was nothing in the eye and no visible infection. Opthalmic and injectable antibiotics had no effect. The veterinarian was then confident she likely has an aneurysm, or possibly some type of cancer, both of which would not be worth operating on a dragon of her age.
As we expected, the swelling has continued to grow, and the entire globe around the eye is swollen now. It has displaced her eye behind the lid. I'd continued to give her opthalmic ointment every few days, even knowing it wouldn't do anything, but hoping maybe it would... We just started metacam to hopefully bring down some swelling and manage any pain. We're doing 2-3x/week weight checks at home as well. She has definitely lost her sight in that eye... but she's adapted incredibly well. She doesn't seem to have difficulty getting around or run into things, etc. Of course, I am concerned about the internal structures of her eye as this progresses. She's going back to the vet for another checkup Monday. More discussions will likely be had then.
The vet has told me that besides obvious problems with the affected eye, that I need to watch for lethargy, weight loss, and refusal to eat.
Miss Draguna is giving me zero of these signs. She is eating, basking, defecating, gets in her soak bowl, licks at her surroundings, and all. Maybe a bit more frequent naps, but not any more than she's been taking in the last year or two before this. The swelling looks terrible by the size... but she seems as normal as ever.
Please know that I do not at all want to prolong her life if she is suffering. I know that I am looking at her last days. I also believe that euthanasia is so much kinder a day early than a day late. However, the veterinarian believes we aren't there yet, and I worry I would live with regret if we were to euth when my girl is showing me so many signs that she still wants to be here.
Does anyone have experience here? Any advice? Just need a guiding hand. I've really been leaning on my vet and the techs who have beardies of their own, but I need to hear from some others.
Please be kind. Thank you in advance ❤️

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Chapter 17: The Escape Plan
Gribble huddled in the corner of his cramped, gloomy cell. The damp stone walls seemed to close in around him, making him feel even smaller than he already was. A chill seeped into his bones, causing him to shiver and wrap his arms tightly around himself. The only sound was the steady drip, drip, drip of water echoing in the dungeon.
The heavy iron cuffs clamped around Gribble's wrists felt as cold as ice against his skin. They weighed him down, a constant reminder that he was trapped in this awful place. Gribble's mind raced with frantic thoughts, zipping around like angry bees in his head. He knew he had to find a way out, and fast. If he didn't escape soon, the wicked goblin king Grimrock would surely snatch him up.
Gribble squeezed his eyes shut tight and tried to calm the whirlwind of worries swirling inside him. "Come on, Gribble, think!" he muttered to himself, his voice small and shaky in the gloom. "You've got to come up with a plan. You can't let Grimrock win!"
As Gribble sat there, his back pressed against the rough stone wall, a tiny flicker of an idea began to glow in his mind. His eyes popped open wide as he remembered his special power - the ability to create itty-bitty flames no bigger than a seed. A surge of hope bloomed in his chest, spreading through him like a warm sip of tea on a chilly day. Maybe, just maybe, his little flame seeds could help him break free!
Gribble took a deep breath, trying to steady the nervous fluttering in his stomach. He knew he had to be extra careful and sneaky if he wanted his plan to work. The guards couldn't catch even a hint of what he was up to, or else he'd be in even bigger trouble.
Moving as quietly as a mouse, Gribble inched his hands towards the lock on his cuffs. His heart thumped wildly in his chest as he peeked around the cell, making absolutely sure no one was watching. The sturdy metal of the cuffs seemed to mock him, daring him to even try to break free. But Gribble set his jaw in determination, refusing to let a silly old lock get the best of him.
With trembling fingers, Gribble brought his hands close to the lock, so close he could almost feel the chill of the metal against his skin. He took one more quick look around the cell, double-checking that the coast was clear. "It's now or never," he whispered to himself, gathering every scrap of courage he had.
Gribble closed his eyes and pictured the inside of the lock in his mind, like a tiny metal puzzle waiting to be solved. He focused hard, calling forth the tiniest flame seed he could muster. The little spark danced on his fingertip, no bigger than a grain of sand.
As Gribble was concentrating, he wondered for a moment, a little question began to niggle at the back of his mind, like an itch he couldn't quite scratch. Why hadn't the magic cuff stopped his own special powers from working? Gribble tilted his head to one side, his brow furrowed in thought. "Hmm, maybe what I can do isn't really magic after all," he mused, tapping his chin with one finger.
But then, quick as a wink, a big grin spread across Gribble's face, and he gave a carefree shrug. "Ah, who cares about all that complicated stuff anyway?" he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
With the utmost care, Gribble guided the flame seed towards the lock, his forehead crinkled in concentration. The bitty flame twirled and spun like a playful fairy as it slipped into the nooks and crannies of the cuff. Gribble held his breath as he watched it work, his heart thumping in anticipation.
The flame seed nestled into the lock like a baby bird in its nest, its soft glow casting eerie shadows on the dungeon walls. Slowly, slowly, it began to heat the metal from the inside, sapping the strength from the cuff bit by bit. Gribble felt a flicker of pride as he sensed the metal starting to yield to his clever little flame.
"That's it, just a little more," Gribble whispered encouragingly to the flame seed. He kept his eyes glued to the cuff, watching for any telltale signs of weakening. The warmth of the metal seeped into his skin, a tangible reminder of the progress he was making.
As the flame seed worked its magic, Gribble's ears perked up at the sound of distant footsteps echoing down the dungeon corridor. His whole body tensed, and he fought the urge to yank his hands away from the cuff. "Steady, Gribble," he told himself firmly. "You can't stop now."
The footsteps grew louder, the clomping of heavy boots against stone getting closer and closer. Gribble's heart raced like a galloping horse, and beads of sweat formed on his brow. He silently pleaded with the flame seed to work faster, knowing he was running out of time.
Just as the footsteps reached a crescendo, the metal of the cuff finally gave way with a soft, barely audible click. Gribble's eyes flew open wide, hardly daring to believe it. The flame seed had done it! The cuff was weakened, compromised by the heat.
Gribble quickly extinguished the flame seed and tried to arrange his features into a look of hopeless defeat. He couldn't let the guards suspect anything was amiss. The cell door creaked open, and two burly trolls stomped in, their faces twisted into sneers.
"On your feet, prisoner," one of them growled, roughly hauling Gribble up by his arms. Gribble let himself hang limp in their grasp, playing the part of the beaten-down captive. Inside, though, his heart soared with a flicker of hope.
As the guards marched him out of the cell and into the winding dungeon corridors, Gribble's mind raced ahead, already plotting his next move. He knew he had to bide his time and wait for just the right moment to make his escape.
The damp air closed in around him as they walked, the guards' tight grips digging into his arms. Gribble stumbled along between them, his bare feet scraping against the rough stone floor. With each step, he focused inward, reaching out with his mind to the slumbering earth vines he knew lay hidden beneath the dungeon.
"Wake up, my green friends," Gribble called out silently, pouring all his strength and will into the plea. "I need your help to bust out of here!" He felt a stirring deep in the ground, a faint pulsing of life answering his summons.
The guards, completely oblivious to Gribble's mental conversation with the earth, trudged onward, their heavy boots thudding against the floor. They yanked him around corners and down narrow passageways, the labyrinth of the dungeon seeming to close in around them.
As they walked, Gribble sent tendrils of his thoughts snaking through the cracks and crevices beneath the dungeon, coaxing the earth vines to follow. He could sense them stretching and unfurling, their roots creeping through the soil like a thousand tiny fingers.
Gribble's heart hammered against his ribs as he gathered his power, readying himself for the crucial moment. Just as they turned down a particularly dark and dank corridor, he unleashed a silent command to the earth vines, urging them upward with all his might.
The vines burst through the stone floor in an explosion of dirt and rubble, their green tendrils writhing and twisting like angry serpents. The guards cried out in shock, their grips on Gribble's arms loosening for a split second as they tried to dodge the sudden eruption.
Seizing his chance, Gribble wrenched himself free from the guards' slackened grasp. He summoned the earth vines to his aid, directing them towards the weakened cuff on his wrist. The vines surged forward, their strong fibers seeking out the cuff's vulnerabilities and latching on tight.
Gribble gritted his teeth as the vines constricted around the compromised metal, their grip as unyielding as iron. The cuff groaned and strained under the onslaught, hairline cracks spiderwebbing across its surface.
The guards, recovering from their initial surprise, lunged for Gribble with outstretched hands. But the vines held fast, anchoring Gribble in place and fending off the guards' grasping fingers. Gribble poured every ounce of his strength and focus into the vines, willing them to crush the cuff once and for all.
With a final, wrenching twist, the vines shattered the weakened metal, sending shards of the cuff flying through the air like glittering confetti. Gribble's hand was free at last! He flexed his fingers, marveling at the rush of liberation that flooded through him.
The guards, their faces contorted with rage and disbelief, redoubled their efforts to recapture him. But Gribble was too quick, too slippery. He ducked and wove between them, his small size and agility working to his advantage in the narrow confines of the dungeon corridor.
Desperation lending speed to his feet, Gribble raced down the passageway, the earth vines slithering along beside him like loyal companions. The guards gave chase, their angry shouts and pounding footsteps echoing off the stone walls.
Gribble's lungs burned and his legs ached as he ran, but he pushed himself onwards, knowing that stopping meant capture and a fate worse than death at the hands of Grimrock. He had to find a way out, had to taste the sweet air of freedom once more.
Just as the guards began to close in, their hot breath panting at his heels, Gribble made a snap decision. Gathering every last scrap of power within him, he focused his mind on the one place he longed to be more than anything - outside the dungeon walls, beneath the open sky.
With a blinding flash of light and a rush of displaced air, Gribble vanished from the dungeon corridor, leaving the guards grasping at empty space. He materialized in a sprawl of limbs on the soft grass outside, the sudden brightness of the sun making him blink and shade his eyes.
For a moment, Gribble simply lay there, his chest heaving as he gulped in lungfuls of fresh, sweet air. The vastness of the sky stretched above him, an endless expanse of blue that seemed to welcome him into its embrace. Gribble felt a grin spreading across his face, a bubble of pure, unadulterated joy welling up inside him.
He had done it. Against all odds, he had outsmarted the guards and won his freedom. Gribble pushed himself to his feet, his legs still shaky from the wild rush of his escape. He knew he couldn't linger here for long - Grimrock and his army would surely be searching for him, eager to drag him back to the dungeon and make him pay for his defiance.
But for now, in this one perfect moment, Gribble reveled in the feeling of the moonlight on his face and the earth beneath his feet. He had proven to himself that he was more than just a small, insignificant goblin - he was a force to be reckoned with, a master of his own destiny.

One, I’m not an english native speaker. Two, they (my psychiatrist and my psychologist) haven’t officially diagnosed me but mentioned that BPD is what I probably have. My mother has it too and well, I'm not going to elaborate on this too much because I feel like I'm literally dying rn, so, yeah.
My latest fp called me yesterday with his friend’s phone because I had him blocked everywhere and he said he missed me. I felt very happy about it at the beginning, but now I’m getting flashbacks and stuff. He used to be my best friend for a while and then we started dating (not officially, but whatever). He was awful, I tried to kms and then I told him I couldn’t do it anymore so I cut contact (first time cutting contact myself with a fp, proud of myself).
I thought this time it would be different, but it’s 3AM and my eyes are so swollen from crying and sleep deprivation that I look like a f frog because he told me about his actual ex (he dated someone OFFICIALLY after me) and it triggered me so bad. I don’t even like him anymore, but I do love him, so I don’t know?
I have sent him a message about this and about cutting contact again. I am on meds, so I feel okay but at the same time not at all. I feel like there must be something really wrong with me because no one ever loves me the way I want, the way I do. F my life.

Hi, I just started getting allergic reactions to Bactrim (for uti) on my 5th night of Bactrim when I started getting flu-like symptoms. I had a headache, body aches, pain in my eyes, chills, fever of 100.4, lymph nodes behind my ears swollen, middle back pain and lower back ache. I stopped taking my 6th day dose yesterday and went to urgent care today and the dr on staff said he’s never seen the swollen lymph nodes before and didn’t know what to think of it. He told me I should go to the ER if it gets worse but prescribed me a new antibiotic and Benadryl and sent me on my way. I got home later tonight and showered and noticed I now have a rash developing even after I stopped taking the medication. I didn’t start my new antibiotic either. I’m freaking about and I’m not sure what to do since I’ve never had an issue with antibiotics before and don’t know what is severe or not. My lymph nodes behind my ear hurt a bit and are still swollen. Should I go to the ER or will this pass?

Male 30 white yes I smoke and on antibiotics Ok so I've been on doxycycline hyclate for a abcess I found a few days ago and then another formed I got rid of it and it's been 5 days. Well on the bottom right I see no abcess but I've been feeling for awhile a hard bone feeling under tge suspected tooth and I ate on it and for the last few days minutes today and yesterday my face swollen and pain radiating all the way up my jaw on that side even made it hard to open but i don't feel that I just feel this swollen not in the main area and I'm tryn to figure out if it's a ruptured deep root abcess a jaw infection or what and what I should do or what I should be on to get this normal again since I can move my cheek open my mouth and I see that whole side is so swollen from bottom to the gum like but that 1 area still feels like a rock...oya and a node is swollen. If you need a picture I'll share but this is concerning me

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Memory Transcription Subject: Annek Ugani, Skalga Armed Forces
Date [human standard time] October 23, 2159
The soothing sound of 20th century human music played through my earbuds as I ran my makeshift track. The song that Netal had preached turned me onto this style of music. The way that it felt like whoever made it had no cares in the world, just groove. I respected that immensely.
Despite the hopeful results of our basic training, returning to the normal usage of my legs had forced me back into short bursts of running. Ten minutes was my best time, but most of the time I was short by that number, but now I had a new personal goal. That was beating human times.
A slug the size of a speedboat flew past me on the rail system, causing thoughts of being crushed to death to churn in my mind before they dissipated. I always hated when that thing turned on, and it was beginning to feel like every human machine was designed to make you feel small and weak under its mass.
Actually knowing them, that would not surprise me in the slightest.
At least their music is nice.
By the time I returned to the bulkhead I had come from, I was tired and aching. I felt like I was burning alive. When we first saw how the humans release heat we were all disgusted, but now I envied them. Like most did when it came to their special traits. At least I think most did, who wouldn’t want to be able to run forever?
My paws felt rubber under them once again as I transitioned back into the hallway, and the blast of cool air that came from the ship wide environmental system soothed at least one part of my woes. The crew, which were mostly human, occasionally wandered down the hall. Chatting or doing other human stuff. I did not concern myself with it, but it was fun to occasionally watch people go throughout their life.
Maybe I should have been a scientist, like mom told me to.
I quickly pushed that thought back into its forever timeout corner before it could do any damage.
As one group of humans drifted down the hall in my direction, I could not help but notice that more than a few had their eyes locked on me. Despite the fact they were smiling and joking as humans usually did, I could not help but feel as though they were placing something insidious. My answer came shortly after, when one of the humans placed their hand on my head and pet me as they walked past.
My temper flared at the gesture, and my tail straightened out into a spear-like firmness.
“W-whu- who- who the fuck do you think you are?!” I stammered out, words not coming out entirely correctly due to my adrenaline rush
I attempted my best at an angry expression that a human could read, since it seemed as though very few learned flash. A shame really, they missed some very good insults.
The human looked stunned at my response, stumbling back slightly in a defensive manner.
“Woah! I-!” There was a defense coming, but the human was too stunned to clearly communicate.
“The manual says-“
“That’s not a Venlil bro-“ One of the human’s compatriots quietly informed them, causing the look on the humans face to churn
“Then what the fuck-“
“You best believe I am reporting this.” I hissed at the group as I turned to leave, my tail beginning to sharply flick behind me with each step. I hoped that they got the gist of what I was trying to say.
The humans swore at each other as I went further down the hall. It seems as though they did not understand my advanced hearing as well. At least they were swearing at the idiot who tried to pet me. To think that the ones who came before me were so weak willed that it was written in the handbook. I could not imagine a life where you had to be constantly coddled and loved wherever you went.
I took out my holopad and shot Netal a message
[“You guys doing anything fun?”]
N: [“Talking shop with the quartermaster. Got a reaction last night to the sheets.”]
[“Shit man, sucks.”]
N: [“If this guy takes any longer I may just need to use you as my blanket”]
[“EW.”]
*User disconnected*
I placed the pad back into its holster, and I found that my tail looked to be quite happy with this exchange. Forcing me to silence it with haste.
The further down the hall I went the more windows began to appear, meaning I must have been in a less valuable sector to the ship's function.
Outside was a visually striking gas giant, Reanus, which meant that we had not transitioned to warp yet. Which annoyed me slightly, I wanted it to be over as soon as possible. Whenever I was in an Alcubierre bubble my teeth ache and my ears feel like they need to pop, along with a laundry list of minor ailments. One with a more philosophical mind would have mused that it was a warning, that no living creature should have been here.
Well, I am here. So who gives a shit right? Human ships were built in long cigarette like shapes, meaning that wherever I would want to go, forward would get me to it, and after a moment of deliberation I had decided that fruit would be my target. It had been a while since I had eaten a fresh allassan, and I was getting tired with the dried stuff that gets delivered to our room.
The crew break room would probably have a fruit bowl. My mind surmised. However as I neared my objective, the sound of loud talking began to catch my ears. Damn it, it was the end of morning watch. This place would be packed with humans. I hesitated near the doorway, but the thought of fresh fruit drew me closer until I had entered the room.
Predictably it was packed full with relaxing humans. However I tried to ignore them the best that I could, the bowl should be.. my face slammed into a human's side.
“Woah!” The human exclaimed as they inched backwards to give me space to recover
“You okay little guy?”
The words made me want to turn inside out with embarrassment. Despite the fact I was almost level with him, we were all ‘little guys’ in a human's eye.
My ears dropped to my skull as I pushed through the human with my hard head, shoving them aside as I trudged to the bowl with determination. The sweet juices would make it all worth it. It was right there, sat on a counter, beautiful fruit cradled in its wooden grasp. I peered into its bountiful holdings, and found Terran fruits. An apple, two.. limes, and a banana. This isn’t what I wanted at all, but I had come all this way, so with an extension of my paw I scooped up the fruit in the bowl and cupped it with my arm for better holding
“Oh- you just wanted some fruit little guy. Sorry, one of your friends already cleared it out of all the good stuff.” The human I had shoved noted in a baby voice.
That’s it. I am tired of this. His ribs are going to realize why calling me that is a bad idea.
I began to charge, but found myself short of my target almost immediately. A hand was placed on my head to stop me.
“He didn’t mean it.” Natal’s warm voice informed me
I felt his arm lower, and then suddenly I was up in the air. Lifted up in his meaty arms like I weighed nothing.
“Whuh-! Hey!” I exclaimed as I kicked my legs in defiance.
“You were about to get yourself thrown into the brig Annek.” Netal said as he leaned down to pick up the fruits off the floor. Placing them on my chest as if I were a basket
“Oh shit he was charging? Thanks 828th.” The soldier I was about to wound said with a hand on his neck
“Yeah. Be careful next time.” Netal coldly instructed. Clearly he was not happy with either of us, but I was high and mighty being held up, and the soldier was a little piss baby who had to use their legs.
I was carried out, and after a moment of silence Netal spoke again
“Annek- what were you thinking?”
He chastised with a tired tone
“I-! He called me little guy- twice! I am as tall as him!” I defended my actions.
“You could have killed him, Annek.” Netal shook his head
“S-some guy tried to pet me earlier today! What is up with you humans and not understand boundaries jeez.”
“You are the first generation of Skalgans. They’re used to Venlil. Those guys love being pet-“
“Well I’m clearly not a Venlil so, what gives.”
“You have a nose and better knees. Most humans don’t look for that stuff, we uh- judge things based on outline for better memory management.”
“Well get them to stop..” I grumbled, arms crossing
“Once we get into combat they’ll ease up on you. You’re a new face, they don’t know what’s up with you yet.” Netal told me as we were brought back into our shared bunk room
Freya and Hark were in various stages of relaxation. With Freya laying on her back reading her holopad while Hark played with a small handheld video game device.
“Ohh- chariot for the champion.” Freya teased as they entered. Going to lean up on one arm. She was not wearing her visor now. Showing off her slit eyes for all to see.
“Word travels fast on the mil-net. Really letting the patch channel through you, hmm?” She did an exaggerated conjuring hand motion to salt the wound
“Careful Freya, it seemed like she actually meant it.” Netal warned. Placing himself down onto one of the chairs, giving me a perfect platform to finally dig into my delectable fruits. They were not Venlil grown things but the apple was juicy enough for my pallet.
I could see Netal try to suppress a smirk as I chomped down, I would hit him if he did. Although any retaliation may mean losing my spot, which I quite liked at the moment.
“I agree Annek, the fruits that they give us are awful.” Hark added as I munched rabidly. He had read my mind correctly, but it felt somewhat patronizing to be that obvious.
“I am shocked she even let you pick her up Netal..-“ Freya quietly noted as she placed herself back onto her back. Although the way that her eyes had been changed made me think that she could still effectively see us.
“Guess I pressed my luck at the right tim-“
“I CAnnmf HEARR YOUUM!” I loudly reminded with a full mouth
I gulped down my bite. “I will get my revenge later. After I finish this fruit.”
“Actually Bananas aren’t even-“ Freya began before being interrupted by Hark
“Technically you aren’t a human anymore but that’s what we call ourselves. The banana can be a fruit because we will it.” He argued
“Feh. Then my gun is a sandwich. A nice.. meaty.. sandwich. Oh- ow. Damn it.” Freya rubbed her jaw
“I was just thinking about it! What the hell-!”
“I stopped asking a long time ago.” Hark replied.
“Uhg. Netal got the best of it because he’s British I swear.” Freya complained as she got up to shuffle to the restroom
“Is it finally time to tell Annek about the wonders of the British empire?” Netal joked
“What? The one that ended two hundred years ago?” Freya asked from the bathroom. Quite casually for the retching that ensued
“Poor girl..” Netal mumbled under his breath
“It lasted two times that long!” He then yelled out in reply The sound of Freya spitting out the remains of her lunch sounded out before her reply
“Only technically..” It was defiant but weak, yet it was a shock to me at all that she still felt like arguing at the moment.
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[WTS] THE SHIELDS OF HYRULE ::: .999 Fine Silver ZELDA Shields, plus Majora, Sheikah, and MORE by Glass Panther
I felt like bringing back some oldies but goodies tonight, so feast your eyes on the Shields of Hyrule. Each shield is over 2+ozt of .999 Fine Silver and all are individually made by hand, by me, in my workshop.
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::: ZELDA POURS :::

ZELDA GALLERY : https://imgur.com/a/Qy56kXQ
HYLIAN SHIELD ::: These weigh 2+ Troy Ounces and are hand poured. These STACK, too! ::: $80.00 each
DEKU SHIELD ::: These weigh 2+ Troy Ounces and are hand poured. ::: $80.00 each
MIRROR SHIELD ::: These weigh 2+ Troy Ounces and are hand poured. ::: $80.00 each
MAJORA'S MASK - BACK ::: Weighing in just over 3+ozt of pure silver, this is a chunky, and SPIKY, pour! A truly unique piece for your collection at $125.00!
SHEIKAH SLATE ::: For some stupid reason I neglected to take pictures of the back of these fully dimensional and highly accurate slates! These make GREAT keyfobs, too! These weigh 2+ Troy Ounces and are hand poured. ::: $80.00 each
MASTER SWORD ::: These weigh 2+ Troy Ounces and are hand poured. Epic! ::: $100.00 each
NES Carts - N64 Carts - GAMEBOY Carts ::: 2+ Troy Ounces, HIGHLY detailed, and with the LABEL OF YOUR CHOICE! ::: $80.00 each
RUPEES ::: Fantastic little RUPEES made of pure .999 Fine Silver! Each weighs 1+t.oz and are all made by hand! They are just $40.00 each!
MASTER COMBO ::: Includes a Master Sword and a Hylian Shield, along with the display base, for just $180.00!
SAVIOR OF HYRULE COMBO - Alternate Pic ::: Includes one of my .999 Fine Silver Master Swords and one Shield of your choosing, as well as a GOLD PLATED NES/SNES/N64 Zelda Cart of your choosing and ONE Rupee (I know two are shown... sigh) ... That's SEVEN+ total Troy ounces of .999 Fine Silver and includes the stand for display! Each Savior of Hyrule Combo can be yours for just $300.00!

::: FAR AWAY GALAXY :::

MANDO ::: THIS IS THE WAY ... This is always a super popular pour, featuring antiqued armor on a brushed silver base with a battle scarred look and shiny helmet. Here he is in a 3+ozt version as well as a 10+ozt thicc boi! He's available in either BRIGHT SILVER or ANTIQUED, and this is definitely one of the more complicated pours I do!!! 3+ozt version costs $150.00 and the 10+ oz version is $400.00.
CARBONITE - ALT - BACK ::: Everyone's favorite scruffy looking nerf herder, forever immortalized via being frozen in carbonite for all to see. ... Available in either ANTIQUED or BRIGHT SILVER... a honkin' 10+ozt big bar at $400.00!

::: WILDLIFE ART STATUES :::

SILVER PANTHER STATUE - BACK - ANGLE - IN HAND ::: This is the first in a line of new pours. It weighs a little over 5+ ozt of .999 Fine Silver and has been blackened and antiqued for an incredible look! These are $225.00 each!

::: ARTIFACTS :::

BIG MEGALODON TOOTH ::: Beautifully antiqued and exquisitely detailed! This .999 FINE SILVER tooth weighs over 100 grams (over 3 troy ounces) and is definitely a conversation starter! ::: $130.00 each
THE DERRINGER ::: One of my all time FAVORITE pours - this 1:1 scale Derringer was modeled off a REAL period piece and is actual size! Made of solid .999 Fine Silver, this beefy piece weighs in at over 7.5 t.oz of solid girth! A difficult piece to make, but worth it! ::: $300.00 per pew pew!

::: THE HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY :::

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THE GUIDE ::: This great 2 ozt .999 Fine Silver pour was entirely designed and modelled by me based on the original book description. I figured it would look great with a slipcase, as well, so I made that too. I then hand paint the letters in gold and then buff the slipcase to give it a slightly weathered appearance. This was VERY fun to design! $80.00 each!
THUMBS UP ::: If you don't have an electronic thumb this is the next best thing! When you see the Vogon Constructor Fleet just hold this up in the air and hope you get picked up ... don't forget your towel, though! This 2ozt pour is $80.00 each!

::: FUTURAMA :::

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BENDER - ALT ... Featuring a biteable shiny metal ass, a beer in one hand, and a cigar in the other, you can't go wrong with this great pour! Also includes a 3D printed resin base and is only $100 each!
SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY - VIDEO pour. This is a ONE ozt. pour and is a GREAT pocket carry or card protector! $40.00 each!
I WILL WAIT FOR YOU ::: This is one of the saddest scenes in television history and I STILL cry thinking about it. Seymour Asses, Fry's eternally loyal and faithful dog, who never gave up hope that his master would one day return for him ... I'm not crying YOU'RE crying. Just $40.00 each.
SLURM STACKERS ::: These great 2+ozt stackers interlock VERY well and are a truly unique addition to anyone's stack! $80.00 each!

::: FALLOUT POURS :::

GALLERY : https://imgur.com/RzQPlpq
VAULT 111 DOOR - BACK ::: Weighing in at 2+ troy ounces of .999 Fine Silver, this is a great and BEEFY little pocket carry! It was 100% modelled by me and these things look great stacked ::: Asking $80.00!
PIP-BOY - BACK - The 5t.oz and the 2t.oz PIP-BOY ::: Available in TWO SIZES - Either a 5+t.oz or a 2+t.oz this is one of my coolest pours ever. I really had fun making this work and I hope you enjoy owning it as much as I enjoy making it! 5+t.oz Pip-Boy is $225.00 each and 2+t.oz Pip-Boy is $80.00!
NUKA CAP STACKERS - BACK - STACKED ::: One of my most popular pours!!! These 2+t.oz .999 Fine Stackers are $80.00!
v2 PLATINUM CHIP - BACK ::: Made in .999 Fine SILVER (not platinum!) this is a GREAT little 1+t.oz coin for ANY fans of the franchise! These are solid antiqued to make them seem like they've been through some stuff! I've UPDATED the design to include a purity mark as well as a weight ... plus I emboldened the lines a bit to make it pop! Just $40.00!
NUKA COLA BOTTLE - BACK ::: Another popular request ... this thicc boi 2+ozt. pour came out surprisingly well! Yours for $80.00!
THIRST ZAPPER - BACK ::: I had a lot of fun modelling this! I'm not normally a fan of organic shapes but I took this as an opportunity to work on my Fusion360 organics skills. This was entirely modelled by me - I'm quite happy with it!!! :) Weighing in at 2+ozt - yours for $80.00!
VAULT BOY STACKERS - ALT ::: This is a GREAT stackable Vault Boy pocket carry! Weighing in at 2+ozt. pour each in .999 Fine Silver and only $80.00!
ROULETTE CHIP - BACK ::: HIGHLY requested, so here you go! Covered with tons of little details - from the morse code on both sides, to the little ball, and then some ... this epic 2+ozt pour is done in .999 FINE SILVER and ships in an Airtite for display! Asking just $90.00!

::: ALIENS :::

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XENOMORPH HEADS - ALT - ALT - ALT ::: They mostly come at night ... mostly ... These gorgeous and creeeepy Aliens pours are 2+ozt each of PURE .999 Fine Silver! Each is then antiqued by hand and are presented to you for $80.00 each
BUGSTOMPER (The Dropship) ROUND - BACK - PIC FROM MOVIE ::: Move it Spunkmeyer, we're rolling! Famous last words, but if you want one of the coolest pocket carries around and you know your trivia this round can't be beat! 2+ozt. of .999 Fine Silver ::: $80.00 each
M41A Plasma Rifle - LEFT - TOP - BOTTOM ::: Let me introduce you to a personal friend of mine! This is an M41A Pulse Rifle. 10mm with an over and under 30mm pump action grenade launcher. Feel the weight ... It is 2+ozt. of Antiqued .999 Fine Silver! Just $80.00!

::: THE BIG N :::

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NES CONTROLLER :: This is a GREAT little pocket carry! It weighs 2+ troy ounces and is $80.00 each
N64 CONTROLLER :: This is a GREAT little pocket carry! It weighs 2+ troy ounces and is $80.00 each
NES Carts ::: 2+ Troy Ounces, HIGHLY detailed, and with the LABEL OF YOUR CHOICE! ::: $80.00 each (add $5 for gold plating)
N64 Carts ::: 2+ Troy Ounces, HIGHLY detailed, and with the LABEL OF YOUR CHOICE! ::: $80.00 each (add $5 for gold plating)
GAMEBOY Carts ::: 2+ Troy Ounces, HIGHLY detailed, and with the LABEL OF YOUR CHOICE! ::: $80.00 each (add $5 for gold plating)

::: POCKET CARRIES and PANTHER SPECIALTIES :::

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FUCK YOU PAY ME ::: The ORIGINAL FYPM pocket carry from Glass Panther! Weighing 1 troy ounce this is perfect for making decisions, or helping other people make the right decision! $40.00 each
POT LEAF ::: These are GREAT and everybody loves them! Two troy ounces of beefy .999 Fine Silver and these make an absolutely GREAT gift! These are $80.00 each
DICKBUTT - BACK ::: Back for a limited time? Who knows ... This great pour is 2+ troy ounces and is only $80.00
ANVILS ::: These are quickly becoming crowd favorites ... Shown here in TWO and TEN ounce versions ... They are BIG, BEEFY, and truly impressive. The 2+t.oz version is priced at $90.00 each and the 10+t.oz version is $400.00
THE PANTHER PIZZA - Gallery ::: 2 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver that has been poured and designed in such a way as to make it possible to break it into individual 1/4 ounce slices! The full pie measures 55mm wide (a little over 2 inches) and is juuuust over 2 troy ounces. PIC - VIDEO of me Breaking One Apart ::: Each pie comes in a 55mm Airtite capsule! ::: These are $100.00 each

::: THE ORIGINAL CHESS SET! :::

GALLERY : https://imgur.com/Z9IeBNm
🚨🚨🚨 FULL GAME SET w/BLACKENED or GOLD PLATED Set ::: Includes All Pieces Needed to Play as well as a Chessboard to play upon! Over 26 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver : $1,300.00 $1,170.00!!!
A La Carte Pieces :
The KING or QUEEN : Over 1.5 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver : $100.00 each
The BISHOP, KNIGHT, or ROOK : Over 1 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver : $60.00 each
The PAWN : Over 0.5 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver : $45.00 each
ONE OF EACH Set ( A King, Queen, Bishop, Rook, Knight, and Pawn ) : Over 6.5 Troy Ounces of .999 Fine Silver : $400.00 each

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I still dont know if they are migraines or not but Topamax or sumatriptan doesnt work too well and I am tired as hell. My ears burn and ache, My eyes burn, pain varies from My forehead, on top of my head, the back of My head, and i have a stiff burning neck. My head burns and has a dull pain. I have dull burning pain on My cheeks. It hurts My head to chew. I also have chronic fatigue. I also suffer from post nasal drip, tonsil stones, and tonsilitis. My tonsils are scheduled to be removed in June. Im thinking this could be from My depo shot because I had My shot in August and my headaches have been progesssively been getting worse for 4 months. So I do not know. This is causing me significant depression and anxiety that I was hospitalized and I was given a CT scan due to My history of hydrocephalus. I also had a fever of 100.4. They thought i had meningitis but it was ruled out and treated with vancomycin Just in case. My CT scan was okay. However, the night before discharge i was not getting much better and I wanted to commit Suicide and was put in the mental hospital. So…im a bit embarrassed now for going to the ER. I dont know what else they would do if I went again.

This is for myself as much as it is for you:
If it helps at all, know that you are not alone. I could drive myself insane trying to understand how me and my ex could still love each other so so so much and still have to separate.
Sometimes it helps to see it as the universe being silly. I like to look up at the sky and roll my eyes and laugh a little to myself and say, “damn, you’re really making me work for it, aren’t you?”
You can do this. You will wake up every day and you will ache and you will cry. But you will also get out of bed and you will feel a sense of freeness and love for yourself and you will smile.
Healing isn’t linear. Sometimes life just fucking sucks but in the moments when it is beautiful you will look back at these difficult times and feel your heart swell, being thankful you stuck around and were strong enough to keep going.
The only way out is through. The self you are a year from now will thank you. Become your own best friend! Date yourself! Finally accept yourself fully if you haven’t already. Once you are on the journey you will realize your worth does not depend on anyone else. It comes from within.
I am already so proud of you and I hope you’re proud of yourself. Keep going
“You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?” Ernest Hemingway

I am a 30yr old female with a laundry list of symptoms that have progressively and aggressively gotten worse over the past year or more. I am becoming hopeless. (NOT thinking about giving up in THAT way) I saw a rheumatologist a few months ago who basically said “It’s mostly likely Hyper-mobile Ehler Danlo’s Syndrome, but you can’t test for that to be able to give proper diagnosis so seek a physical therapist for any joint pain you have” Let me preface, I used to practice as a medical assistant for many years, and I loathe the doctors office. I know how doctors work, and I am aware they cannot test me for everything under the sun, nor does anyone have enough time to do so.
I guess what I’m asking here is, does anyone at all have any of these symptoms that I have? Have you been diagnosed? Is there anything at all that can help me?
List of tests I have had:
ANA-POSITIVE Thyroid-normal Genetic testing-four markers came back as un-specified significance (my RA informed me that she doesn’t know what these are and I can visit a genetic specialist if I so please, but it doesn’t seem to be an important lead) CBC and all of that junk-normal Inflammation + lupus and RA testing-normal
List of symptoms I have:
SEVERE and debilitating brain fog and confusion. On a daily basis, I’m having panic attacks because I just can’t function correctly. This symptom is the worst and most crippling thing I deal with. I feel intoxicated and not even in a fun way, just in a bumbling around dumb idiot way.
Stomach pain (mostly in evenings and into morning) Gas Nausea Headaches Joint pain Body aches Fatigue Confusion at simple tasks Memory loss SEVERE anxiety Depression Redness and swelling of hands and feet with physical activity Lightheadedness (worse with physical activity) Heart palpitations Racing heart with temperature changes in heat Excessive urination Neuropathy in feet at night Hyper mobile joints Hair loss and early greying (grey since 22) Dizzy spells Easy bruising Weight loss (I’m 5’7 and weigh 101lbs. In the past when I felt my healthiest I weighed around 120lbs) Pupils different sizes in different eyes sporadically
Changes that I have made and saw ZERO improvement from:
I have cut out gluten and dairy. I sleep around 9 or more hours a night I can’t seem to get myself to exercise due to being uncomfortable from all of these symptoms, but I do walk at least one mile a day outside every day. Sometimes I walk around 3 miles. It all depends on if my body can handle the activity that day or not. I know it’s not lifting weights or doing cardio, but it’s something.
Sorry for the extremely long post. If anyone actually reads this and responds, please know I am so thankful.

I know people didn't like the storyline in season 8 involving Dany and Sansa and truly believe that this was a show only storyline, yet, re reading the books, those 2 characters are looking more and more as mirrors and foils for each other. Also, the more I read A Clash Of kings, the more certain I am that Sansa will be the Queen in the North by the end. There is a lot of foreshadow of Sansa be queen, in fact, on her first chapter of this novel. Anyway, let's start with Dany and Sansa bizarre dance in the first book A GAME OF THRONES.
We start the books with Dany telling us that "She doesn't want to be his Queen, she wants to go home"

Dany looked at Khal Drogo. His face was hard and cruel, his eyes as cold and dark as onyx. Her brother hurt her sometimes, when she woke the dragon, but he did not frighten her the way this man frightened her. "I don't want to be his queen," she heard herself say in a small, thin voice. "Please, please, Viserys, I don't want to, I want to go home."

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys I
Daenerys has no desire on marrying Khal Drogo and be his Queen, she is terrified of him, she thinks he is ugly and unatracive. All she wants is the house with red door and the lemon tree, she is longing for the only place she ever felt happy and safe.

"We will have it all back someday, sweet sister," he would promise her. Sometimes his hands shook when he talked about it. "The jewels and the silks, Dragonstone and King's Landing, the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms, all they have taken from us, we will have it back." Viserys lived for that day. All that Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys I
Dany wishes to be free, to have no past or future, yet the Targaryen legacy doesn't allow her to make her own choices.

When he was gone, Dany went to her window and looked out wistfully on the waters of the bay. The square brick towers of Pentos were black silhouettes outlined against the setting sun. Dany could hear the singing of the red priests as they lit their night fires and the shouts of ragged children playing games beyond the walls of the estate. For a moment she wished she could be out there with them, barefoot and breathless and dressed in tatters, with no past and no future and no feast to attend at Khal Drogo's manse.

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys I
Another interesting detail I notice is how she sees Westeros. It's almost like a dream, a magical place that was described by her in songs, yet, a place she had never actually been. Is something that exists only on her imagination.

Somewhere beyond the sunset, across the narrow sea, lay a land of green hills and flowered plains and great rushing rivers, where towers of dark stone rose amidst magnificent blue-grey mountains, and armored knights rode to battle beneath the banners of their lords. The Dothraki called that land Rhaesh Andahli, the land of the Andals. In the Free Cities, they talked of Westeros and the Sunset Kingdoms. Her brother had a simpler name. "Our land," he called it. The words were like a prayer with him. If he said them enough, the gods were sure to hear. "Ours by blood right, taken from us by treachery, but ours still, ours forever. You do not steal from the dragon, oh, no. The dragon remembers."
And perhaps the dragon did remember, but Dany could not. She had never seen this land her brother said was theirs, this realm beyond the narrow sea. These places he talked of, Casterly Rock and the Eyrie, Highgarden and the Vale of Arryn, Dorne and the Isle of Faces, they were just words to her.

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys I
.......on the other hand .... Sansa is absolutely in love with the idea of marrying Joffrey and be his queen. She could not wait to leave Winterfell, the only place that was ever a home for her and march south and marry her beloved prince. In fact she falls in love with him EVEN BEFORE meeting him.
She was told in the begging of the book that Joffrey belongs to her and only her, that he is her betrothed, his future King. He will be HER husband and no one else. Joffrey is supposed to care for Sansa and treat her with affection and love. (we all know how that ended up)

It was a great honor to ride with the queen, and besides, Prince Joffrey might be there. Her betrothed. Just thinking it made her feel a strange fluttering inside, even though they were not to marry for years and years. Sansa did not really know Joffrey yet, but she was already in love with him. He was all she ever dreamt her prince should be, tall and handsome and strong, with hair like gold.

A Game of Thrones - Sansa I
If we switch Joffrey for Westeros, it makes for an interesting parallel. Sansa falls in love with Joffrey before even meeting him, it's the idea of Joffrey that seduces Sansa. He belongs to her, he is supposed to love her and be kind to her. She probably grew up hearing songs and stories about how lovely and honourable princes are. That's Dany's position during most of the books. Westeros belongs to her, the people of Westeros are supposed to care for her and celebrate her return. She never met this strange place, only heard songs and stories about this land. I feel like Westeros is going to break Dany's heart just like Joffrey broke Sansa's heart.
By the end of the book, we know exactly that everything goes terrible for Sansa and her beloved prince is a cruel monster. We start chapter SANSA chapter VI with Sansa in bed, having dreams about her father's death, she is morning the death of her father, Ned Stark. Sansa is heartbroken and very weak, she hasn't eat anything, she wants to die and she cries day and night.

Sometimes her sleep was leaden and dreamless, and she woke from it more tired than when she had closed her eyes. Yet those were the best times, for when she dreamed, she dreamed of Father. Waking or sleeping, she saw him, saw the gold cloaks fling him down, saw Ser Ilyn striding forward, unsheathing Ice from the scabbard on his back, saw the moment … the moment when … she had wanted to look away, she had wanted to, her legs had gone out from under her and she had fallen to her knees, yet somehow she could not turn her head, and all the people were screaming and shouting, and her prince had smiled at her, he'd smiled and she'd felt safe, but only for a heartbeat, until he said those words, and her father's legs … that was what she remembered, his legs, the way they'd jerked when Ser Ilyn … when the sword …

A Game of Thrones - Sansa VI
Buy the time Sansa wakes up from her dreams and see Joffrey in front of her, her world has been completely turned upside down. She can see clearly now that he is no hero. and Sansa has now a new goal in her mind. She wants to go home.

"It does not please me," Joffrey said. "Mother says I'm still to marry you, so you'll stay here, and you'll obey."
"I don't want to marry you," Sansa wailed. "You chopped off my father's head!" Sansa stared at him, seeing him for the first time. >He was wearing a padded crimson doublet patterned with lions and a cloth-of-gold cape with a high collar that framed his face. She wondered how she could ever have thought him handsome. His lips were as soft and red as the worms you found after a rain, and his eyes were vain and cruel. "I hate you," she whispered.

A Game of Thrones - Sansa VI

From the high battlements of the gatehouse, the whole world spread out below them. Sansa could see the Great Sept of Baelor on Visenya's hill, where her father had died. At the other end of the Street of the Sisters stood the fire-blackened ruins of the Dragonpit. To the west, the swollen red sun was half-hidden behind the Gate of the Gods. The salt sea was at her back, and to the south was the fish market and the docks and the swirling torrent of the Blackwater Rush. And to the north …
She turned that way, and saw only the city, streets and alleys and hills and bottoms and more streets and more alleys and the stone of distant walls. Yet she knew that beyond them was open country, farms and fields and forests, and beyond that, north and north and north again, stood Winterfell.

A Game of Thrones - Sansa VI
Sansa is literally switching places with Daenerys, now Sansa doesn't want to be his queen. She thinks he is ugly, she is surprised she never noticed that before. When Joffrey takes Sansa to see her father head, Sansa looks towards the entire city of Kings Landing and her attention now focus in the North. Sansa now longs for the home where she was happy and safe. Just like Dany longed for the house with the red door. We could literally have a line where Sansa says "I don't want to be his queen, I want to go home"...
The next chapter of the book is Daenerys IX we have Dany also having dreams, dragon dreams..

She was walking down a long hall beneath high stone arches. She could not look behind her, must not look behind her. There was a door ahead of her, tiny with distance, but even from afar, she saw that it was painted red. She walked faster, and her bare feet left bloody footprints on the stone. "You don't want to wake the dragon, do you?"

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys IX
The dream goes on and on for pages, she is waking the dragon, she is flying, she sees the red door..... it's so close.....

The door loomed before her, the red door, so close, so close, the hall was a blur around her, the cold receding behind. And now the stone was gone and she flew across the Dothraki sea, high and higher, the green rippling beneath, and all that lived and breathed fled in terror from the shadow of her wings. She could smell home, she could see it, there, just beyond that door, green fields and great stone houses and arms to keep her warm, there. She threw open the door.......the dragon....

all of sudden, she sees Rhaegar and she hears Jorahs voice whispering the last dragon... I think what's happening here is that the dragon dreams are replacing Daenerys own dreams..

And saw her brother Rhaegar, mounted on a stallion as black as his armor. Fire glimmered red through the narrow eye slit of his helm. "The last dragon," Ser Jorah's voice whispered faintly. "The last, the last." Dany lifted his polished black visor. The face within was her own.
"Yes, Khaleesi." Quick as that Jhiqui was gone, bolting from the tent, shouting. Dany needed … something … someone … what? It was important, she knew. It was the only thing in the world that mattered. She rolled onto her side and got an elbow under her, fighting the blanket tangled about her legs. It was so hard to move. The world swam dizzily. I have to …

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys IX
Once Dany wakes up she is informed she lost her child and will give Drogo a merciful death. She is now determined to wake the dragons and conquer Westeros, the red door is left behind....

Ser Jorah Mormont drew her aside as the sun was creeping toward its zenith. "Princess …" he began. "Why do you call me that?" Dany challenged him. "My brother Viserys was your king, was he not?" "He was, my lady." "Viserys is dead. I am his heir, the last blood of House Targaryen. Whatever was his is mine now."

A Game of Thrones - Daenerys X
Daenerys is now in pursuit of Viserys dreams, she is embracing her House ambitions, all the dreams of being free, of finding the red door and left behind. From now she sets her goals on Westeros. Now Dany does want to be a queen.
Why do I expect Sansa and Dany to clash? first of all, the parallels of those two girls are too strong for me to be ignored, those two little girls have so much in common. Both Sansa and Dany are sold in marriages against their will because of their claims. Dany to Khal Drogo and Sansa to Tyrion Lannister, both never imagined to be heirs of their Kingdoms since they both had older brothers, both have motherhood and longing for children and family in their storylines, both have older protectors who desire them, Ser Jorah and Littlefinger, both are running from assassins in some part of the story....
We know that Sansa will take back the North according George RR MARTIN 2003-2004 outline for AFFC
And once Sansa is back at Winterfell she will feel stronger and safer than she ever was in the beginning of the story. I think she refusing of giving up the North independence was hinted in the books.

His uncle's part went less well. The bride's cloak he held was huge and heavy, crimson velvet richly worked with lions and bordered with gold satin and rubies. No one had thought to bring a stool, however, and Tyrion stood a foot and a half shorter than his bride. As he moved behind her, Sansa felt a sharp tug on her skirt. He wants me to kneel, she realized, blushing. ......She felt another tug at her skirt, more insistent. I won't. Why should I spare his feelings, when no one cares about mine?

A Storm of Swords - Sansa III
Sansa is refusing to kneel so that Tyrion can cloak her in her wedding ceremony. I always thought that this could be a foreshadow for a future storyline. Sansa refusing to kneel and give away the North after conquering back from The Lannisters and Boltons.
And for those who forgot, you have to remember that on book 2, ACOK, Rob has been named King in the North and this decision infuriates Joffrey and she was brutally spanked and tortured every time Rob won a battle against The Lannisters...

"She wore a gown of pale purple silk and a moonstone hair net that had been a gift from Joffrey. The gown had long sleeves to hide the bruises on her arms. Those were Joffrey's gifts as well. When they told him that Robb had been proclaimed King in the North, his rage had been a fearsome thing, and he had sent Ser Boros to beat her.
"Shall we go?" Ser Arys offered his arm and she let him lead her from her chamber. If she must have one of the Kingsguard dogging her steps, Sansa preferred that it be him. Ser Boros was short-tempered, Ser Meryn cold, and Ser Mandon's strange dead eyes made her uneasy, while Ser Preston treated her like a lackwit child. Arys Oakheart was courteous, and would talk to her cordially. Once he even objected when Joffrey commanded him to hit her. He did hit her in the end, but not hard as Ser Meryn or Ser Boros might have, and at least he had argued. The others obeyed without question . . . except for the Hound, but Joff never asked the Hound to punish her. He used the other five for that.

A Clash of Kings - Sansa I
In the chapter 32 of the book we have Sansa be taken to a public audience with Joffrey to answer for Rob latest victory. This entire chapter is a living nightmare, Sansa not only is publicly spanked for Rob's victories, people are laughing at her beating, Joffrey wants her stripped of her clothes, he wants her blood to spill for her brothers triumph. Sansa literally spills her blood for the North Independence.

When she emerged, Sansa walked on the Hound's left, away from the burned side of his face. "Tell me what I've done." "Not you. Your kingly brother." "Robb's a traitor." Sansa knew the words by rote. "I had no part in whatever he did." Gods be good, don't let it be the Kingslayer. If Robb had harmed Jaime Lannister, it would mean her life. She thought of Ser Ilyn, and how those terrible pale eyes staring pitilessly out of that gaunt pockmarked face.....Joffrey stood in the center of the throng, winding an ornate crossbow. Ser Boros and Ser Meryn were with him. The sight of them was enough to tie her insides in knots. "Your Grace." She fell to her knees. Frowning, he lowered the crossbow. "I'd shoot you too, but if I do Mother says they'd kill my uncle Jaime. Instead you'll just be punished and we'll send word to your brother about what will happen to you if he doesn't yield. Dog, hit her." "Let me beat her!" Ser Dontos shoved forward, tin armor clattering. He was armed with a "morningstar" whose head was a melon. My Florian. She could have kissed him, blotchy skin and broken veins and all. He trotted his broomstick around her, shouting "Traitor, traitor" and whacking her over the head with the melon. Sansa covered herself with her hands, staggering every time the fruit pounded her, her hair sticky by the second blow. People were laughing. The melon flew to pieces. Laugh, Joffrey, she prayed as the juice ran down her face and the front of her blue silk gown. Laugh and be satisfied. Joffrey did not so much as snigger. "Boros. Meryn." Leave her face, I like her pretty... Boros slammed a fist into Sansa's belly, driving the air out of her. When she doubled over, the knight grabbed her hair and drew his sword, and for one hideous instant she was certain he meant to open her throat. As he laid the flat of the blade across her thighs, she thought her legs might break from the force of the blow. Sansa screamed. Tears welled in her eyes. It will be over soon. She soon lost count of the blows. Enough," she heard the Hound rasp. "No it isn't," the king replied. "Boros, make her naked." Boros shoved a meaty hand down the front of Sansa's bodice and gave a hard yank. The silk came tearing away, baring her to the waist. Sansa covered her breasts with her hands. She could hear sniggers, far off and cruel. "Beat her bloody," Joffrey said, "we'll see how her brother fancies—" What is the meaning of this?" The Imp's voice cracked like a whip, and suddenly Sansa was free. She stumbled to her knees, arms crossed over her chest, her breath ragged.

A Clash of Kings - Sansa III
Sansa was abused, beaten, humiliated and threatened with death because the North proclaimed independence, her blood was spilled every time Robb achieved a victory. And by the end, for her to suddenly giving up after so much pain and sorrow doesn't seem likely.
sooo, yeah, those are my ramblings. I have been re reading the books now after season 8 and I am not gonna lie to you, some storylines do seem to have come straight from George.
So yeah, I think we may have a clash of those two characters in the end, just like season 8, but I believe it would be better done by George himself.

You're my best friend. I don't know if I'm yours. You said you don't have any. I love you even though you hurt me.
I leaned on you heavily. Too much, I admit. I was young, I was unstable, I was ill. I'm a stronger man now. I think you know that. And I think you still like having the past to hold over my head. A free pass to dismiss me when I air a concern. To put me back in that box so you feel justified in shrugging me off.
But I'm not in that box. And I never will be again. I've climbed out and it damn near killed me. I used tools to claw myself out—meds, therapy, screaming in my car to stop myself from doing something else with my anger. I didn't say they were conventional.
I crave you. I crave your approval. I'm desperate for it. That's where I go off the rails. But godammit I get back on track quick now. And I do it on my own.
It was our plan, you agreed. And then you bailed without a text. And so this newest spiral begins. But guess what? You're the one in the wrong.
I know what it is. You don't wanna deal with my feelings. You wish I was like everyone else—normal. You don't like that I hold you accountable. But you're supposed to be a friend; then you really blame me for doing so? Do you get a pass? Do you get to stand me up and not like my reaction? No. You're not gonna make me feel crazy. You're not gonna turn the tables and make me feel the need to apologize just because you refuse to and someone should.
I never knew how to express myself in a healthy way. Now I do. I'm using my words—respectful ones. I'm not blowing up. Yeah, I've done that before, long ago. I'm not raising my voice. Yes, I've done that too. I'm not using harsh words, except when I tell you how harshly you've hurt me time and time again.
Maybe you'll always hold the past against me. But I've apologized for my mistakes. You seem to barely even want to admit yours. If you open your eyes, you'll see that I've changed. You'll see that I'm healthy. You'll see that it's not fair for you to roll your eyes—I know that's what you're doing—when I send you a concise text with a clear head telling you how your actions affect me.
You're my friend, right? You should want to know when you've hurt me. I'm not being overdramatic because I'm not embellishing how I feel. If you could feel the ache in my gut as I type this, you'd know I'm not trying to be a martyr. I'm not looking for sympathy. I'm looking for friendship. And that's why you should acknowledge how I feel and not try to invalidate those emotions.
Don't make me the fool again.

Moving out next Wednesday. The health issues I had Are as follows...
Gained 40 lbs, Post exertional malaise, Foamy pee, Strong ammonia smell from pee , Hair loss at temples, Random rashes, Dry cracked bleeding skin only on left hand, No recovery from workouts, Calorie deficits would actually make me gain weight, Hypoglycemia, Extreme Sensitivity to light, Squeezing feeling around eyes, Insomnia, Constant fatigue, Loss of all strength, Joint pain, Swollen arms and hands, Twitching right eye lid and left thigh, Bleeding gums, Dark circles under eyes, Very intense depression and deep sadness, Loss of all motivation, Many food intolerances, Horrible indigestion, acid reflux, Ulcers in stomach and small intestine, IBS symptoms, Yellow floating stool , Numbness left foot and left hand, Could not take full breath for a couple months, Increased resting heart rate, High blood sugar in morning, False utis
Thank God I'm finally leaving this horrible mold infested apartment

I (16M) dont know what I'm feeling honestly... We're from a mid sized town in a rural area.. We've been close since we were 5/6. When my bestfriend (15M) came out 2 yrs ago no one out right unfriended him exactly but they "lost touch". Even a few of our football teammates were kinda funny about it.. But nothing ever changed between us. He still came over all the time. We still have sleep overs and wrestle and rough house and sleep in the same bed etc. We even share clothes sometimes. Everythings always felt good/rght with him.
Over Valentines day he was complaining about not having kissed anyone before especially with him being the only "out" kid in our grade. To finally get him to shut up I just kissed him to get him to stop complaining. It was just supposed to be a silly platonic thing but it felt like the world stopped for a moment and I was just happy. I laughed it off at the time and he thought it was funny but since then all i can think about is him.. How right Everything has always felt with him. His pretty green eyes and smooth mocha skin and his curly hair. That gap in his front teeth and his missing sharp tooth or the way he smiles.. I've even been having more "physical" feelings for him too..
Its so confusing cause I always thought I was straight and Ive only ever been attracted to girls. Other guys do absolutely nothing for me not in real life or porn just him.I even hsve a girlfriend that I really like a lot and I dont want to hurt her... I feel like I'm cheating on her with my bestfriend..

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AK-47 Bloodsport (Minimal Wear), B/O: $100.53

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Knives - Bowie Knife, Butterfly Knife, Falchion Knife, Flip Knife, Gut Knife, Huntsman Knife, M9 Bayonet, Bayonet, Karambit, Shadow Daggers, Stiletto Knife, Ursus Knife, Navaja Knife, Talon Knife, Classic Knife, Paracord Knife, Survival Knife, Nomad Knife, Skeleton Knife, Patterns - Gamma Doppler, Doppler (Phase 1, Phase 2, Phase 3, Phase 4, Black Pearl, Sapphire, Ruby, Emerald), Crimson Web, Lore, Fade, Ultraviolet, Night, Marble Fade (Fire & Ice, Fake FI), Case Hardened (Blue Gem), Autotronic, Slaughter, Black Laminate, Tiger Tooth, Boreal Forest, Scorched, Blue Steel, Vanilla, Damascus Steel, Forest DDPAT, Urban Masked, Freehand, Stained, Bright Water, Safari Mesh, Rust Coat, Gloves - Bloodhound Gloves (Charred, Snakebite, Guerrilla, Bronzed), Driver Gloves (Snow Leopard, King Snake, Crimson Weave, Imperial Plaid, Black Tie, Lunar Weave, Diamondback, Rezan the Red, Overtake, Queen Jaguar, Convoy, Racing Green), Hand Wraps (Cobalt Skulls, CAUTION!, Overprint, Slaughter, Leather, Giraffe, Badlands, Spruce DDPAT, Arboreal, Constrictor, Desert Shamagh, Duct Tape), Moto Gloves (Spearmint, POW!, Cool Mint, Smoke Out, Finish Line, Polygon, Blood Pressure, Turtle, Boom!, Eclipse, 3rd Commando Company, Transport), Specialist Gloves (Crimson Kimono, Tiger Strike, Emerald Web, Field Agent, Marble Fade, Fade, Foundation, Lt. Commander, Crimson Web, Mogul, Forest DDPAT, Buckshot), Sport Gloves (Pandora's Box, Superconductor, Hedge Maze, Vice, Amphibious, Slingshot, Omega, Arid, Big Game, Nocts, Scarlet Shamagh, Bronze Morph), Hydra Gloves (Case Hardened, Emerald, Rattler, Mangrove), Broken Fang Gloves (Jade, Yellow-banded, Unhinged, Needle Point), Pistols - P2000 (Wicked Sick, Ocean Foam, Fire Element, Amber Fade, Corticera, Chainmail, Imperial Dragon, Obsidian, Scorpion, Handgun, Acid Etched), USP-S (Printstream, Kill Confirmed, Whiteout, Road Rash, Owergrowth, The Traitor, Neo-Noir, Dark Water, Orion, Blueprint, Stainless, Caiman, Serum, Monster Mashup, Royal Blue, Ancient Visions, Cortex, Orange Anolis, Ticket To Hell, Black Lotus, Cyrex, Check Engine, Guardian, Purple DDPAT, Torque, Blood Tiger, Flashback, Business Class, Pathfinder, Para Green), Lead Conduit, Glock-18 (Ramese's Reach, Umbral Rabbit, Fade, Candy Apple, Bullet Queen, Synth Leaf, Neo-Noir, Nuclear Garden, Dragon Tatto, Reactor, Pink DDPAT, Twilight Galaxy, Sand Dune, Groundwater, Blue Fissure, Snack Attack, Water Elemental, Brass, Wasteland Rebel, Vogue, Franklin, Royal Legion, Gamma Doppler, Weasel, Steel Disruption, Ironwork, Grinder, High Beam, Moonrise, Oxide Blaze, Bunsen Burner, Clear Polymer, Bunsen Burner, Night), P250 (Apep's Curse, Re.built, Nuclear Threat, Modern Hunter, Splash, Whiteout, Vino Primo, Mehndi, Asiimov, Visions, Undertow, Cartel, See Ya Later, Gunsmoke, Splash, Digital Architect, Muertos, Red Rock, Bengal Tiger, Crimson Kimono, Wingshot, Metallic DDPAT, Hive, Dark Filigree, Mint Kimono), Five-Seven (Neon Kimono, Berries And Cherries, Fall Hazard, Crimson Blossom, Hyper Beast, Nitro, Fairy Tale, Case Hardened, Copper Galaxy, Angry Mob, Monkey Business, Fowl Play, Anodized Gunmetal, Hot Shot, Retrobution, Boost Protocol), CZ75-Auto (Chalice, Crimson Web, Emerald Quartz, The Fuschia is Now, Nitro, Xiangliu, Yellow Jacket, Victoria, Poison Dart, Syndicate, Eco, Hexane, Pole, Tigris), Tec-9 (Mummy's Rot, Rebel, Terrace, Nuclear Threat, Hades, Rust Leaf, Decimator, Blast From, Orange Murano, Toxic, Fuel Injector, Remote Control, Bamboo Forest, Isaac, Avalanche, Brother, Re-Entry, Blue Titanium, Bamboozle), R8 Revolver (Banana Cannon, Fade, Blaze, Crimson Web, Liama Cannon, Crazy 8, Reboot, Canal Spray, Night, Amber Fade), Desert Eagle (Blaze, Hand Cannon, Fennec Fox, Sunset Storm, Emerald Jörmungandr, Pilot, Hypnotic, Golden Koi, Printstream, Cobalt Disruption, Code Red, Ocean Drive, Midnight Storm, Kumicho Dragon, Crimson Web, Heirloom, Night Heist, Mecha Industries, Night, Conspiracy, Trigger Discipline, Naga, Directive, Light Rail), Dual Berettas (Flora Carnivora, Duelist, Cobra Strike, Black Limba, Emerald, Hemoglobin, Twin Turbo, Marina, Melondrama, Pyre, Retribution, Briar, Dezastre, Royal Consorts, Urban Shock, Dualing Dragons, Panther, Balance), Rifles - Galil (Aqua Terrace, Winter Forest, Chatterbox, Sugar Rush, Pheonix Blacklight, CAUTION!, Orange DDPAT, Cerberus, Dusk Ruins, Eco, Chromatic Aberration, Stone Cold, Tuxedo, Sandstorm, Shattered, Urban Rubble, Rocket Pop, Kami, Crimson Tsunami, Connexion), SCAR-20 (Fragments, Brass, Cyrex, Palm, Splash Jam, Cardiac, Emerald, Crimson Web, Magna Carta, Stone Mosaico, Bloodsport, Enforcer), AWP (Black Nile, Duality, Gungnir, Dragon Lore, Prince, Medusa, Desert Hydra, Fade, Lightning Strike, Oni Taiji, Silk Tiger, Graphite, Chromatic Aberration, Asiimov, Snake Camo, Boom, Containment Breach, Wildfire, Redline, Electric Hive, Hyper Beast, Neo-Noir, Man-o'-war, Pink DDPAT, Corticera, Sun in Leo, Elite Build, Fever Dream, Atheris, Mortis, PAW, Exoskeleton, Worm God, POP AWP, Phobos, Acheron, Pit Viper, Capillary, Safari Mesh), AK-47 (Steel Delta, Head Shot, Wild Lotus, Gold Arabesque, X-Ray, Fire Serpent, Hydroponic, Panthera Onca, Case Hardened, Vulcan, Jet Set, Fuel Injector, Bloodsport, Nightwish, First Class, Neon Rider, Asiimov, Red Laminate, Aquamarine Revenge, The Empress, Wasteland Rebel, Jaguar, Black Laminate, Leet Museo, Neon Revolution, Redline, Frontside Misty, Predator, Legion of Anubis, Point Disarray, Orbit Mk01, Blue Laminate, Green Laminate, Emerald Pinstripe, Cartel, Phantom Disruptor, Jungle Spray, Safety Net, Rat Rod, Baroque Purple, Slate, Elite Build, Uncharted, Safari Mesh), FAMAS (Waters of Nephthys, Sundown, Prime Conspiracy, Afterimage, Commemoration, Dark Water, Spitfire, Pulse, Eye of Athena, Meltdown, Rapid Eye Move, Roll Cage, Styx, Mecha Industrie, Djinn, ZX Spectron, Valence, Neural Net, Night Borre, Hexne), M4A4 (Eye of Horus, Temukau, Howl, Poseidon, Asiimov, Daybreak, Hellfire, Zirka, Red DDPAT, Radiation Hazard, Modern Hunter, The Emperor, The Coalition, Bullet Rain, Cyber Security, X-Ray, Dark Blossom, Buzz Kill, In Living Color, Neo-Noir, Desolate Space, 龍王 (Dragon King), Royal Paladin, The Battlestar, Global Offensive, Tooth Fairy, Desert-Strike, Griffin, Evil Daimyo, Spider Lily, Converter), M4A1-S (Emphorosaur-S, Welcome to the Jungle, Imminent Danger, Knight, Hot Rod, Icarus Fell, Blue Phosphor, Printstream, Master Piece, Dark Water, Golden Coil, Bright Water, Player Two, Atomic Alloy, Guardian, Chantico's Fire, Hyper Beast, Mecha Industries, Cyrex, Control Panel, Moss Quartz, Nightmare, Decimator, Leaded Glass, Basilisk, Blood Tiger, Briefing, Night Terror, Nitro, VariCamo, Flashback), SG 553 (Cyberforce, Hazard Pay, Bulldozer, Integrale, Dragon Tech, Ultraviolet, Colony IV, Hypnotic, Cyrex, Candy Apple, Barricade, Pulse), SSG 08 (Death Strike, Sea Calico, Blood in the Water, Orange Filigree, Dragonfire, Big Iron, Bloodshot, Detour, Turbo Peek, Red Stone), AUG (Akihabara Accept, Flame Jörmungandr, Hot Rod, Midnight Lily, Sand Storm, Carved Jade, Wings, Anodized Navy, Death by Puppy, Torque, Bengal Tiger, Chameleon, Fleet Flock, Random Access, Momentum, Syd Mead, Stymphalian, Arctic Wolf, Aristocrat, Navy Murano), G3SG1 (Chronos, Violet Murano, Flux, Demeter, Orange Kimono, The Executioner, Green Apple, Arctic Polar Camo, Contractor), SMGs - P90 (ScaraB Rush, Neoqueen, Astral Jörmungandr, Run and Hide, Emerald Dragon, Cold Blooded, Death by Kitty, Baroque Red, Vent Rush, Blind Spot, Asiimov, Trigon, Sunset Lily, Death Grip, Leather, Nostalgia, Fallout Warning, Tiger Pit, Schermatic, Virus, Shapewood, Glacier Mesh, Shallow Grave, Chopper, Desert Warfare), MAC-10 (Sakkaku, Hot Snakes, Copper Borre, Red Filigree, Gold Brick, Graven, Case Hardened, Stalker, Amber Fade, Neon Rider, Tatter, Curse, Propaganda, Nuclear Garden, Disco Tech, Toybox, Heat, Indigo), UMP-45 (Wild Child, Fade, Blaze, Day Lily, Minotaur's Labyrinth, Crime Scene, Caramel, Bone Pile, Momentum, Primal Saber), MP7 (Teal Blossom, Fade, Nemesis, Whiteout, Asterion, Bloosport, Abyssal Apparition, Full Stop, Special Delivery, Neon Ply, Asterion, Ocean Foam, Powercore, Scorched, Impire), PP-Bizon (Modern Hunter, Rust Coat, Forest Leaves, Antique, High Roller, Blue Streak, Seabird, Judgement of Anubis, Bamboo Print, Embargo, Chemical Green, Coblat Halftone, Fuel Rod, Photic Zone, Irradiated Alert, Carbon Fiber), MP9 (Featherweight, Wild Lily, Pandora's Box, Stained Glass, Bulldozer, Dark Age, Hot Rod, Hypnotic, Hydra, Rose Iron, Music Box, Setting Sun, Food Chain, Airlock, Mount Fuji, Starlight Protector, Ruby Poison Dart, Deadly Poison), MP5-SD (Liquidation, Oxide Oasis, Phosphor, Nitro, Agent, Autumn Twilly), Shotguns, Machineguns - Sawed-Off (Kiss♥Love, First Class, Orange DDPAT, Rust Coat, The Kraken, Devourer, Mosaico, Wasteland Princess, Bamboo Shadow, Copper, Serenity, Limelight, Apocalypto), XM1014 (Frost Borre, Ancient Lore, Red Leather, Elegant Vines, Banana Leaf, Jungle, Urban Perforated, Grassland, Blaze Orange, Heaven Guard, VariCamo Blue, Entombed, XOXO, Seasons, Tranquility, Bone Machine, Incinegator, Teclu Burner, Black Tie, Zombie Offensive, Watchdog), Nova (Sobek's Bite, Baroque Orange, Hyper Beast, Green Apple, Antique, Modern Hunter, Walnut, Forest Leaves, Graphite, Blaze Orange, Rising Skull, Tempest, Bloomstick, Interlock, Quick Sand, Moon in Libra, Clean Polymer, Red Quartz, Toy Soldier), MAG-7 (Copper Coated, Insomnia, Cinqueda, Counter Terrace, Prism Terrace, Memento, Chainmail, Hazard, Justice, Bulldozer, Silver, Core Breach, Firestarter, Praetorian, Heat, Hard Water, Monster Call, BI83 Spectrum, SWAG-7), M249 (Humidor, Shipping Forecast, Blizzard Marbleized, Downtown, Jungle DDPAT, Nebula Crusader, Impact Drill, Emerald Poison Dart), Negev (Mjölnir, Anodized Navy, Palm, Power Loader, Bratatat, CaliCamo, Phoenix Stencil, Infrastructure, Boroque Sand), Wear - Factory New (FN), Minimal Wear (MW), Field-Tested (FT), Well-Worn (WW), Battle-Scarred (BS), Stickers Holo/Foil/Gold - Katowice 2014, Krakow 2017, Howling Dawn, Katowice 2015, Crown, London 2018, Cologne 2014, Boston 2018, Atlanta 2017, Cluj-Napoca 2015, DreamHack 2014, King on the Field, Harp of War, Winged Difuser, Cologne 2016, Cologne 2015, MLG Columbus 2016, Katowice 2019, Berlin 2019, RMR 2020, Stockholm 2021, Antwerp 2022, Paris 2023, Swag Foil, Flammable foil, Others - Souvenirs, Agents, Pins, Passes, Gifts, Music Kits, Cases, Keys, Capsules, Packages, Patches

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