So I'm a 18 year old, and I have been getting bad pelvic floor pains, at least I think. I got into the habit of ejaculating at least once a day sometimes twice, every single day. But been doing it for years with no problem. Then a few weeks ago, I started getting extremely bad pains at the bottom of my rectum, and some in my lower belly, gas really hurts it.
I saw that the pelvic floor pain can be from prostatitis, which can be from excessive ejaculation, so I stopped for a few days and the pain stopped, then I ejaculated twice one day and it started back again.
I also noticed a bulge coming out while trying to poop, I occasionally do anal, so idk if that could be from that. The pains also were worse for a day or so after doing anal, but I don't know if that was from the anal or from ejaculation.
And if it is just prostatitis, is there a way to tell if it's just strained from ejaculating too much, or an infection? I have no other symptoms at all. And also what is the bulge?

Hi all!
So this suddenly happened within the following day (19th). We set my dogs up a kiddie pool and a little bit of playing, my (1yr olds) eye was red and he was squinting it shut. We think it was either dirt in the pool that maybe splashed his eye or dirt on his toy.
Considering it was Sunday, of course our vet was not open. We are taking him in the morning because it doesn’t seem to be getting better or worse — it’s just red and he sometimes paws at it. We tried putting water in it, nothing is happening. However, he’s not whining and there’s no discharge. The white part of his eye is just red and he squints.
I have Embrace Pet Insurance coverage on them both — accidental at the moment until i can afford illness as well. Does anyone know if this would be considered accidental / and it would be covered?

Hey pops, it’s me. I’m a first timer and never had a dad growing up so bear with me.
I am an ex green beret in the U.S. Army, I suffer with a TBI due to an IED as well as PTSD and Anxiety as well as various wounds.
Most nights I don’t sleep at all sometimes 24+ hours till I basically just pass out. When I do get to sleep I wake up multiple times in the night and just stare off in the distance.
My wife is worried about me and I am too but I try to hide it. I watched my friends die and I can’t help but feel at times that it should’ve been me and not them. This has made me grow to resent myself, the government, and in part society for not acknowledging the sacrifices of these brave young 18 19 20 something year old young men and women. I have people say some terrible shit to me sometimes, like “you signed up for it” and “ why do you want people to care” and honestly I don’t know how to even answer that question.
I wish I never joined up sometimes and would trade anything to get that time back; if it weren’t for the great men and women I met it wouldn’t be worth it at all. I don’t really have anyone to talk to about these things so I figured I’d post it here anonymously.
On a more positive note I’m a year clean off everything except an occasional beer now. And I curbed the zombie making drugs they had me on and I finally feel like myself!

Hello 23 year old guy. I was wondering if anyone would help me identify what issue I am having or whether they have experienced the same thing.
2 years ago, I ran a marathon with 6 days of training (I was in good shape but didn’t run before those 6 days). There were literally zero knee problems before or during the marathon. 3 weeks later, I am doing a leg workout (I haven’t done one in a few weeks) and do walking lunges and box jumps. Still no issues.
I forget if it was the next day or a few days later but I am going up a small flight of stairs and both of my knees have a huge shooting pain. The only way I make it up is by walking kind of peg legged. It feels like the structure of my knee is collapsing.
Causes: From that moment, the pain would go on and off at almost any random time but prominently on stairs or when my legs get super cold or sitting in a car sometimes. It could even happen when I’m just laying down. If my knee is activated, it can hurt to go on stairs. I really do not think fatigue causes it to flare up.
Bodily Location: The pain would could be anywhere around my knee: top, left side, right side, bottom, and upper part. Most of the activity was on my left knee but the ratio was like 80% left and 20% right knee.
Pain Type: the pain can be 2 options: it can be a pain that feels like my knee structure is collapsing or it can feel like my muscles around my knee ache. Really never both at the same time. Both options range from 0-7 on the pain scale at times.
X Ray didn’t show anything wrong and other doctors couldn’t pinpoint anything they found to be wrong. Not a single doctor I spoke to seemed to have a single clue. Even PT people were stumped.
In the past two years it has become extremely less frequent and I can now go a month or two without feeling it even slightly. 2 months ago, I did a backpacking trip where we hiked around 10 miles a day and I only felt my knee at night when it got cold.
If anyone has any clue or anything similar that would be great!

Some very obvious QOL features were left out of the crafting/building activities, one of them was featured in previous games and is greatly missed, here's what I wanna see in a future update:
Detaching and Storing Weapon/Spacesuit Mods:
Having to re-craft all your mods every time you find a new version of a weapon gets old REAL fast. Fallout 4 had the perfect system, on top of being able to craft mods, you could also remove them from weapons, attach them to other weapons of the same model (without needing to level "Gun Nut"), store them for later use or buy/sell them separately. It makes no sense that in Starfield an attachment that took valuable resources to make is destroyed once you replace it, same goes for spacesuit mods.
Building a Ship From Scratch:
Makes no sense to me that you need a base ship to modify, more often than not a final build ends with none of the original parts, so why do we need the base for? We should have the option to start the Ship Builder from a blank slate when talking to a Ship Services Technician or vendor. Maybe make so this feature requires 1 rank of Ship Design so new players don't get overwhelmed.
Saving WIP/Project Ships:
To complement the ability to build from scratch, we should be able to save a ship even when it has essential parts missing, as long as it's not your Home Ship. This prevents the player from getting stuck when building from scratch if a vendor doesn't have one of the essential parts. Also, this way we're not forced to buy placeholder parts in order to exit the editor when a vendor doesn't have the parts we want.
Storing Ship Parts:
We should have the ability to store ship parts for later use, as well as the ability to sell them directly from said storage. With the current system if a player wants to try a new part (a weapon for example) they're forced to replace their current one, getting a laughable amount of credits back on trade-in. Give us the option to store the part in the editor, so if we want that part back we can just install it back from storage. This also opens up the possibility of swapping parts between ships and salvaging useful parts from claimed/captured ships before selling them.
Finally: Make the Cargo Bays Useful!!!
Imagine my surprise when I installed a giant 3x2 cargo bay only to realize it doesn't add any cargo capacity to your ship... Like ??? ... As it is, cargo bays are nothing but giant cosmetic wastes of space/credits. I'm aware that there's a mod enabling this function, but c'mon, this is just a gross oversight from BGS.

I've been saving for about a year now to buy myself an actual gaming pc to finally replace an old laptop of mine that's been malfunctioning as of late. I'm not sure if the build i cooked up is actually any good tho, in that span of time i've been researching a whole lot about pc specs for a nice and smooth gaming station where i can confidently play esports titles at 300~ fps and 144~ fps on games that have been released in the past 3-5 years at 2K resolution. i don't know if im being overkill or if i'm wasting money that i could spend in better and cheaper parts. the only catch is that the whole build has to be on am4 cuz i already bought a b550 motherboard from a friend of mine and the budget i have for the build is for around 1100 USD dollars. I'd really appreciate any help and suggestions, thank u :) /
https://pcpartpicker.com/list/D4bK9c

I got my Facebook account unlocked in 18 May 2024, after 6 successful video selfie verifications and 4 successful ID verifications. Since the redditors here helped me a lot, I am writing this post to contribute back to this community, to shed some light that your locked account is (still?) salvageable.
NOTE: This post is only applicable to those accounts who meet the following criteria:

1. Locked out of Facebook Account (NOT SUSPENDED or DISABLED), and still has the option "Get started" to get your ID verified. If your account is either suspended or disabled, there's no choice but to go through their appeal process. If your account is hacked/compromised and got locked out, but you still have full control over your account, you can still do this too.
2. Account that doesn't use real name, but have at least 1 out of 2 information that matches with your ID: Profile Picture or Birthdate. Facebook AI bot sucks at this - they will only match your ID with your current profile picture, name, and birthdate. For those using nicknames as your Facebook name and using anime characters as profile picture (like me), you're basically screwed because there's no way your official ID will display your nickname and anime characters as your photo.
3. Not residing in US/UK/EU country. For those residing in these countries, you can still follow the instructions below, but I would suggest you to use more effective methods such as dedicated link for appeal or AG as last resort.
4. Trapped in a unlock link loop. Thought you have passed their verification? HAHA, back to square one. And please verify your identity again. (facepalm)
5. No Instagram account being linked to locked Facebook Account. If you have an active Instagram account being linked to your locked Facebook Account, there's a more effective way to do it, although you have to pay to get it solved (Yes, it's Meta Verified, but I doubt they'll be helpful in this case).

My methodologies of unlocking Facebook account are based on these two reddit posts:
By s1ngs4ngs0ng - https://www.reddit.com/facebookdisabledme/comments/1cqn9pe/comment/l4l5m6e/
By u/DeBono-san - https://www.reddit.com/facebookdisabledme/comments/1b0agc2/solved_locked_out_of_facebook_account_for_unusual/
First of all, let me tell you methods that don't work:

1. Report a Problem: You can use your alternate Facebook account or ask your friend to help you on this, but most likely your requests are going into their feedback trash and no replies will be given.
2. fb.com/hacked: Only applies when your Facebook account is hacked but not locked. Once your account is locked the system is unable to detect your account is active. You can log out and try this link, but in the end they will still ask you to log in, only to greet you with locked account screen.
3. https://www.facebook.com/help/contact/260749603972907 : This is the appeal form for disabled accounts. Only applies when your Facebook account is disabled but not locked. You can log out and try this link, but in the end they will say "unable to submit", and ask you to log in, only to greet you with locked account screen.
4. Dedicated links posted by some of the redditors: Their link may work, but only applies to those staying in US/UK/EU areas. If you try opening any of the links, you'll only be greeted with "The link is broken" screen.
5. Meta Verified: You can try this method if your account is linked to active Instagram account, but please do not bother to try this if your account is not linked. I talked to 7 human customer supports, 3 escalated the case to their "internal team", all got rejected by them saying that "there is no connection between the Meta Verified profile and the Facebook profile you are requesting for support", which is one of my biggest mistakes I had done (I'll mention it at post-account recovery section). I even got ridiculed by one of the customer support stating that "there's life beyond social media". So ya, please do not try this method.

Now, here comes the real deal. I proposed 2 methods that worked, on iOS mobile browsers with gmail account:
1st method: Video selfie. You can follow the method posted by u/s1ings4ngs0ng: https://www.reddit.com/facebookdisabledme/comments/1cqn9pe/comment/l4l5m6e/
Note: This method works if your luck is good and "Chat with Us" option is available. Remember once you have received the email, treat this as a delicate process because you can only submit the video ONCE. The bot is stupid and no mistakes are allowed. Common mistakes are: Didn't mirror the video (if your video is mirrored); Forgot to compress the video to less than 10MB (sending video via WhatsApp to yourself works FYI). If you haven't received any replies from them after 24 hours, you can assume you have failed their verification and you have to restart the whole process again.
Once you have received an email that says "You can get back into your account". Congrats, but WAIT A MINUTE. The pointers I mentioned below is extremely important.
2nd method aka the method I used and worked:

1. Request for a name change to your name following your official ID. Note that you have to do this on mobile browsers, with your locked account being logged on. You can access the name change link here: https://www.facebook.com/help/contact/1417759018475333 .Wait for 24 hours and it should tell you that your name change is successful. You stand a higher success rate if you submit your ID as well.
2. Take a photo of your official ID (eg: Passport) in landscape mode using your phone camera, in a good lighting settings. Make sure the four corners are visible and you can manually cover out info like passport number without impacting the visibility of these information: Name, birthdate, photo.
3. Wait for 24 hours, log in to Facebook in both your browsers and Facebook App. Do the ID verification process again on mobile browser. Note: DON'T DO IT on the app because it doesn't allow you to upload from photos, you can only take live photos from the app and the quality of the photos will be compromised. And use email as the method of communication, WhatsApp failed for me for some reason. After it's done, make sure that both your accounts are still logged on to the app and the browser. Do not clear any cookies or log out from the session.
4. You should receive an email that says "You can get back into your account". If not, try no.2 and no.3 after 24 hours, otherwise they might treat you as a spam bot and barred you from submitting further. If you have received the success email, congrats, but WAIT A MINUTE. The pointers I mentioned below is extremely important.

NOW, the pointer here - to prevent yourself falling into the unlock-lock loop:
Treat the unlock link as a delicate process. Do not make one mistake, once a mistake is done, you might ended up falling into the loop again. I recommended Safari as the mobile browser to use for this whole process.

1. Make sure that your account is logged on to both mobile browser and Facebook app.
2. Long press on the "Get back into your account" button and press "Copy link".
3. Paste the link into your mobile browser you used to log in with your Facebook account.
4. You should have been greeted with the screen here. If you are prompted to enter a password, or you are greeted with this instead, STOP here and wait for 24 hours for another unlock link to send to you, and repeat step 1 again.
5. If you are at the correct screen, continue the process, they will ask you to verify login information. DO NOT REMOVE any of them yet, you can do this later once you have unlocked your account.
6. Set a new password. Make sure it's a strong password and not using any of the old passwords.
7. You have unlocked your account. Hooray!

Things to do post-account recovery:

1. Update your profile picture to the real photo of yours. It sucks for those who wished to remain anonymous in social media, but with Facebook's policies and more scam accounts out there it's better to be safe than sorry.
2. Set-up 2FA authentication (and also screenshot a copy of backup codes) to secure your account further.
3. Remove hackers' info and links (if your account is compromised).
4. Link your account to active and legit Instagram account in Meta Accounts Centre. If your account got locked out again (touch-wood), at least there's accounts centre and meta verified to get your account back. Stupid me I unlink my locked account from Instagram, causing me to lose this route of getting back my account.
5. Download a copy of your information and store it somewhere (and make it a habit once a year).

Lessons learnt:

1. Never ever take account security and backups for granted. My whole misery started when someone logged into my account at 3am (GMT+8), tampered my 2FA (that's why I didn't receive 2FA notification and my google authenticator failed), and Facebook bot decided to lock me out just like that. Even though I don't use Facebook as often now, but it's still important to me and I almost lose my 14 years worth of memories and contact lists just like that. Should I have been doing security checks and backups at least once a year, all of these won't really impact me as much as it is right now.
2. Being anonymous is no longer existent in Facebook. Facebook has been infamous on purging accounts using fake names since 2013, never ever had I known that it will strike me this way by needing me to get verified using my real identity. I even suspected they wanted to purge my account because of my usage of fake names.

Final words: I hope my methods can help you in a way to get your accounts back. Getting locked out really sucks, but patience and luck might play a part in getting your accounts back.
Moderators please don't delete this post as I didn't violate any rules here. Thanks!

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Mission Log: Day 0024

Addendum 04

Well. The jig would seem to be up, as the old folks used to say. ​
I started by dimming the north-facing windows, slowly enough to merely catch Kregorim's attention; he responded by turning his head to face them and letting his bushy eyebrows rise a bit, but generally keeping a neutral stance. Then, I animated a glowing white dot appearing on the duskward wall at roughly chest-height to my new visitor, then extending it vertically into a line, then expanding it laterally into a door. Then, I let my avatar open it 'from his side', walk through, and close it again. ​
“I'm called Joachim,” I said, animating the avatar's mouth to match my movements, along with rubbing the back of his head with his left hand. “And I have to say that that spell of yours was... an interesting experience.” ​
Kregorim nodded and offered a stiff bow. “Then we would seem to have been equal partners in the exchange,” he answered, the barest trace of a twinkle in what I could pick up of his eyes; if he had anything like a smirk under that thicket of facial hair, I couldn't detect it. “So, are there any other introductions to be made? Exchanges of oaths or demands for sacrifices, things of that nature?” ​
I chuckled, and pointed at the fabricators behind him. “Introductions, certainly. No sacrifices of baubles or blood, if that was what you expected. But I'd advise you to get some practice in making your own furniture. It'll take a bit of explaining, even if I try to trim it down.” ​
Kregorim nodded, and this time I could definitely hear a chuckle in his voice. “I would be highly disappointed were that not the case, Joachim of the mysterious outpost,” he answered. He gestured at the fabricators. “Would you mind offering a weary old scholar some assistance with these marvelous machines?” ​
I animated the avatar nodding, then waving at the walls. “You may have noticed that the chambers in which your...” the avatar coughed into one hand, then continued, “... Lord Zortemos Egenor Lignignory the Fourth has been settling have those empty frames on the walls of each room?” The avatar pointed off to one side, and a simplified version of the baseline model of the communication-screens appeared a handsbreadth away from his finger. “I can see and hear through them, and they have other functions as well, but this unit specifically includes the fullest expression of the tool.” ​
With that, I 'jumped' the avatar onto the dawnward wall of the utility room, releasing another light coughing sound to let Kregorim know where 'he' had gone. “This way, at least, I won't need to raise my voice so it carries further...” ​

Addendum 05:

Kregorim turned out to be a very quick study. I walked him through designing some new clothes, starting from the base model of a Chinese scholastic robe but incorporating a three layers of lighter fabric in something more akin to a Japanese kimono. Yes, I helped him figure out some more practical forms of undergarments, and the very concept of 'elastic' fascinated him; I left a mental note to explore 'latex' and the organic sources thereof with him at some later point. And, of course, getting to the first pair of suitable 'house slippers' presented no challenge at all. ​
Still, I satisfied his curiosity about the need for five 'magic trunks' in rather short order, and once he got into his own set of 'wondrous finery' he tossed his 'traveling robes and unmentionables' into the 'laundry' trunk. Once he'd gotten the remaining machines programmed for things like a camp-cot and bedding, a chair and writing desk and a samovar of all things, I sort of walked him through the rest of the unit's features. ​
“Quite an array of tankards,” he commented, in the kitchen. “Stocked well enough to entertain guests of a stature from Orks all the way down to Gnomes, unless I'm very much mistaken.” ​
I animated the avatar nodding. “I'll need to explain more about that, but you and the rest of the group aren't my first guests.” ​
He nodded, and turned to face the avatar; his smile was wide enough to re-arrange the forest of his facial hair. “I'll try to keep from disappointing Lord Zee overmuch on the point,” he said, then turned to face the refrigerator. “Another magic trunk?” he asked, examining it without touching it. “Wider than the others... does this one produce foodstuffs?” ​
“Not 'produce' them, as such, but it does serve as a 'cold well', of sorts. The upper section keeps things moderately cool, the lower section keeps them frozen.” ​
That got another look of wonder out of him. “You can maintain ice in there, without magic?” he asked, pulling out the freezer-drawer and confirming it for himself. “What manner of foods are these?” he went on, examining the squared, shrink-wrapped blocks and rounded tubs. ​
“Soups, meats, and vegetables, for the most part. The rounded tubs are sort of an experiment for a dessert.” ​
“I don't suppose you could allow a hungry traveler something a bit more substantial?” ​
“You skipped past the cold box,” I pointed out. “I've been experimenting with various kinds of meats as well as vegetable dishes...” ​
“Soups of some sort...?” he asked, closing the freezer-drawer and opening the refrigerator. He paused, visibly confused, before extracting one of the wrapped and sealed 'meal bowls', turning it to examine it from three different angles, then replacing it to examine another, and then another. Finally, he selected one and turned to face the avatar. “The lid has markings resembling words, but I cannot say with confidence that I comprehend them precisely,” he said. “What is meant by... 'Pasta Salad Experiment Number 8'... if you don't mind?” ​
The avatar pointed. “The silverware you'll probably want is in the second drawer from the end,” I said. “As far as your question is concerned, I have... several different kinds of farms in the spaces below the living quarters up here on the surface, and a rather large library of information from my home that permits me to make approximations of a small but growing number of food.” I added a slight blush to the avatar's cheeks. “I have no capacity to taste or smell things, at least as you or the others might, so I have no idea whether you'll find it appetizing. All I can tell you is that I have a limited stock of various spices in the cabinet just to the right of this box, which is known as a 'refrigerator' in my language. If you feel the need to repay me for my hospitality, you're welcome to help me learn the names for the spices while we talk.” ​

Addendum 06

Kregorim devoured the first salad, admitting between bites that the Lignignory family's exit from the Ducal lands to the south had been somewhat hurried and therefore their dining-experiences had been something of a gamble. “We've managed to trade for many things as we head north,” he commented. He had figured out how to get clean drinking water from the kitchen sink into an Ork-scaled flagon without much prompting, and after swallowing five mouthfuls proceeded to turn his attention to the salad. I explained the basic ingredients and principles of 'pasta', as he considered a segment of neo-rotini on his fork. He ate it, a thoughtful expression on his face, eventually dubbing it 'surprisingly flavorful'. ​
From there, I walked him through an explanation of the 'dish washer' and 'stove' before guiding him through a simple tour of the rest of the house. The bathroom intrigued him, but he expressed even greater fascination with the barbecue on the back patio, especially the 'fuel pellets' I provided in sealed bags from one of the lower shelves. ​
“Why bother with such means, when these other amazing machines can cook food with greater precision?” he asked. ​
“My function, the reason I exist, is to help people recover from disasters,” I answered, when he came back inside from admiring the stonework of the patio handrails. “If they happen to be more comfortable cooking their own food over a fire, I want to help them do so. Hence, the cookfire station out there. It's called a 'barbecue grill' in my language, by the way.” ​
“...'Your language'...” he repeated, returning to the main room and settling down into his chair with a flagon of water in his right hand. “You've also mentioned 'your home' at least once in my hearing. May I ask where you come from?” ​
Hoo, boy. The tough questions... ​
“I'm from a lot further away than you might think, to begin with,” I explained. The avatar pointed south with his right hand, in the general direction of one of the four moons glowing in the sky. “For one thing, I'm from a place with only one moon.” The avatar tapped 'his side' of the wall with the other, and an equatorial-perspective image of Earth showing North and South America along with a portion of Antarctica down at the bottom. “This is a special kind of illusion, showing details of my home from far above its surface,” I explained. ​
Kregorim's eyes widened and he took a long pull from his flagon. “Seas, forests, deserts, mountains, wintry wastelands,” he murmured, attention moving from one detail to the next, until finally he straightened up in his chair. “... None of the lands with which I have knowledge appear here,” he stated. “And I suspect that this globe's other face will reveal similar mysteries.” ​
I animated the avatar shrugging. “Likely.” ​
I considered my next words very carefully. “Since I arrived here, 24 days ago, I have watched the heavens as best I can. From what I have discerned, the local star... or your sun... is measurably different than mine. I haven't been able to pick out any local planets yet, but I can say for certain that if any of the stars in your sky are the ones my people had cataloged, they're too far away for me to positively identify as such.” ​
Kregorim took that in, eyebrows twitching, and drained his flagon dry. He took it away from his mouth with a scowl, directed at the offending drinkware, but reduced its intensity before turning back to address the avatar. “I don't suppose you've managed to produce anything like a good strong ale since you've arrived?” he asked. “Our own supplies of such things are unlikely to be fit for drinking.” ​
I animated the avatar raising an eyebrow and waggling a finger. “I've none available, alas, though I do have some rather promising teas,” I told him. “You'll need to fabricate a teapot, though.” ​
He got up and proceeded to do so. As he did, I continued, “As far as your assessment of whatever ale you've managed to carry with you, I would ask you to ask the servants to pour whatever portion of it they wish to discard into the nearest convenient sink. Hopefully, you'll be able to get the word to them before they reach that stage of unloading.” ​
The avatar flicked the image of Earth away, then tapped 'his side' of the wall four more times. With each one, a new visual-window opened: one displaying the view just outside the foyer, another the main stairwell from the camera on the half-step just above the second-floor landing, the third the first-floor walkway (identifiable as such by the view of Lord Zee bustling in and out of the doorway to 'his' quarters, giving directions to the flow of 'servants') and the final one the view of the ground-floor walkway. ​
Up among the caravan, Thusarrel acted as a kind of traffic-director, guiding groups of servants with gestures and shouts to one wagon after another, in an order that made no particular sense to me. The 'flackaroos' stayed in the center, managed by three ragged-looking folk who seemed to know what they were doing; they also hurried to rake up any droppings as quickly as possible, out of the foot-traffic of the flow of servants carrying as mismatched a collection of luggage, furniture, decor and miscellany as ever came out of an estate sale. Kregorim's wagon remained mostly ignored, though the stair-steps remained down. ​
On the main staircase, Adallinda and Pippa made their way downward, the 'lady' scowling at the lines of servants passing her in both directions and flowing around her too-wide dress as smoothly as possible. Pippa guided her charge to frequent rest stops on the half-landings, sparing a moment here and there to nod back at the silent looks of gratitude from the luggage-bearing people. ​
“You're certain that my greedy brother and cousin have both gone for the chambers adjacent to my father's, Pippa?” Adallida demanded. ​
Her servant nodded once, then offered her hand to help steer the young lady back into the flow of foot-traffic. “Of course, my lady, “ she answered. “They both wish for the honor of being physically closest to your father's chosen quarters, though your other cousin and sister have likely out-raced them..." ​
On the first-floor view, from the camera opposite the service staircase and now pointing toward the lobby, I just caught a glimpse of Bhiocasaid shepherding Zoti into the second 'double unit' on the first floor, Yera and Totra actually holding the somnambulent Zoti while Bhiocasaid held off Nehdud and Haruinn as they protested the two ladies staking their claim ahead of the 'more worthy young lords' of the family. ​
“We're not sharing quarters with you beasts, and that's simply that!” she shouted at them. “If you want your own choice of suitable quarters, you'd better get down to the ground-floor and claim one before Adallinda does!” ​
The boys blinked at her, then looked at each other. Nehdud spun on his heel and raced back to the cliff-face lounge area, shoving his way through the flow of servants. I winced as I watched him making half-hearted goo-goo eyes and kissy-faces at whichever of them had obviously female shapes under their travel-rags. The female servants burdened with effects, even boxes the size of filled shopping bags that couldn't possibly require two people to hold, found themselves getting extra help to disguise both women's use of the item in question as a makeshift shield against his efforts. However slowly he was moving, though, he still made faster progress than Haruinn could possibly manage. ​
Adallinda's voice rang out from below, shrieking in triumph. Through the final view-window, Kregorim and I observed as she managed to slap her hand on the not-glass biometric scanner next to the door to the lower double-unit, Pippa now holding the sweating lady up and maneuvering her through the door, a line of six servants carrying baggage behind them. ​
Nehdud pushed through the line of servants to stand in front of the handrail, slamming his fist on the stone with one hand and snarling. Then he turned to look at Haruinn, noting his near-complete lack of movement, and his rage turned to a grin. He waved at his rival for the remaining double-suite, then resumed his efforts to force his way through the flows of servants. ​
Haruinn clenched his fists, until Midmolk pointed at the 'service stairway' just next to the now-claimed double-unit. “Their position matches something similar on the door below, master,” he pointed out. ​
Haruinn nodded, clanking his way to them at best possible speed, Midmolk following with the tower-shield. The Lignignory male slapped his hand on the palm-scanner; I granted him temporary access, mostly because I wanted to see if he could possibly beat that smarmy Nehdud if he had a clearer path. The young man succeeded in surprising me by gesturing at Midmolk, who handed him the tower-shield. He proceeded to ride it down the two half-flights of stairs like a sled, scraping the heck out of the finish and arriving at the ground-floor before Nehdud made it all the way through the lobby. ​
Haruinn pushed himself to his apparent limit, huffing and red-faced, as he quick-marched with all of that extra metal on his front to reach the palm-scanner and slap his hand on it. ​
Just as Nehdud threw open the door from the ground-floor lobby to see him do it. ​
The knife-burdened man strode into his doorway while Nehdud sank to his knees with a frustrated scream. ​
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I've started a new job at freshly opened barestaurant as a bartender. The place is really looking amazing but I have a big problems dealing with incompetent leadership which is making lifes of all employees unbereable. My bar manager is a great guy, but completly disorganised person. Long story short, they opened a place without any clear concept, structure and order prior to opening which resulted in a situation that I am having a broken back, working 12, 14, 18 hrs shifts, barbacks that is doing everything else except barbacking, people (15 yrs old girls and boys) working in a cafe part who can't make espresso! and 10000 other stuff, the place have 7 investors and each one of them have their kind of idea what should be done, you have bar and restaurant managers that are doing everything else except the managing and leading the team (ordering a sakes, japanese knifes and shakers for their personal use), sitting at a laptop and looking at god knows what while bartenders and servers are dying on the floor. The plan was that the place is going to be a lounge bar (crafty cocktails, spirits, etc. which I love to work with) but it turn to be a night club hillbilies coming to the place and I don't know what to dooo

We've received a few quoted but by far this is the best labor warranty. Most are 1-3 years for labor and 10 years for parts. This company covers labor and parts for 10 years as long as you only use them to service and maintain your unit and do bi-yearly check ups with them ($150 for both). Can anyone comment on the quality of Gree? I've done some research and I know they're Chinese based but are the most used residential HVAC company in the world, supposedly.
Other units around this price are Goodman, Payne, Amana, and Rheem. Lennox is more expensive by $3k and I was quoted $16k for Trane. I need to make a decision soon as I have a young child at home for the summer and I live in Southern Nevada. Any help or advice, thoughts on Gree, etc, much appreciated. Fixing our 16 year old Goodman will cost us at least $3k and at that price point I would rather replace. At this point it could keep costing us money to fix it every year when a newer unit makes more sense.

I was wondering if someone can help me with this, because I'm confused, and I don't know whether I am aroace or not. I'm going to try and organize this as much as I can, but It's kinda just me putting my thoughts together.
I am currently 14 years old and I have never dated anyone. I've identified with pansexual for a while now, but recently I've realized that I've never really had a crush or experienced romantic or sexual attraction. I am confident in being asexual, but the aromantic part I'm confused about.
I feel like I could have romantic attraction. Like, if my best friend told me they had a crush on me and wanted to date me, then I could date them and it would be like a normal romantic relationship. But I don't have a crush on my best friend. I feel like I could with anyone.
I also want to be really close with all of my friends, like how you would see in couples. Cuddling, holding hands, saying "I love you", even kissing (like, just a peck on the lips though, not full on making out.).
I also really want to be in a romantic relationship. And maybe it wouldn't be exactly the same kind of love between me and my partner, but it would still be just as important and close, and it could work out.
I was thinking maybe I just won't find out until I date someone (If I date someone), but I don't know. Can I figure this out without ever dating anyone?

Throwaway, I (20F) have known my girlfriend Cerise (20F) since high school and started dating her 3 years ago. I met her through mutual friends that I have stayed friends with until now, they all knew each other way before I transferred to that high school and seemingly had a great friendship with each other. My girlfriend has always been the shy and quiet type of person, doesn't really talk unless spoken too and keeps herself reserved. Her friends brought out the best in her in my opinion and when she got comfortable with me she was a little less shy but still reserved and quiet.
Among these friends we had was Carly(19F) and Sugar(20F). My girlfriend and Carly had a big fallout during the pandemic but both agreed that it wasn't fair for me to be dragged into their fight, So upon my girlfriend's wishes I stayed friends with Carly. Recently I had to deal with a lot of family problems and stress from college so I decided to take a break from my social media to focus on my exams and whatnot. Upon the first week after I had told everyone this though Sugar had confronted my girlfriend about supposedly their friendship falling apart.
My girlfriend would text me during the span of their talks saying how stressed she was about the situation and that they couldn't find any common ground between the two of them. The talks going on between them lasted for about a month until my girlfriend decided that she couldn't salvage the friendship anymore. Through the course of this argument they've been having my girlfriend would come to me asking if she was in the wrong and I would explain to her that I wasn't really in a position to tell her what was right or wrong with the situation, I didn't understand the extent of what they were even fighting about and could only offer her reassuring words that she could work this out in the end. I didn't want my opinions to sway her in any way and she said she respected that. Once she made her decision to end the friendship with her friend she said she felt relieved, stuck in the same position again She told me she doesn't mind if I still stay friends with Sugar as long as I don't mention anything related to her when I was with her.
A few days later Sugar would reach out to me and pretend like nothing went on between them. I thought this was just a sensitive topic for her as well so I didn't mention anything and talked to her like usual. But along the way of the conversation she brought up the subject of the fight and how awkward it might be between all of us now (referring to the friend group) I said it was fine and that my girlfriend said it was alright for me to still be friends with everyone. And then she asked me if I wanted to hear her side of the story. I told her that I wasn't really comfortable with that because the conflict was already over and there would be no point in telling me her side since I wasn't really involved in the problem between them and that I didn't want to get into this conversation again, Since as I said this conflict lasted them a month and I've only been there to comfort my girlfriend through it all.
Despite me giving this response Sugar went ahead and sent me paragraphs upon paragraphs of the same things my girlfriend had explained to me about their conversations. One part that made me the most uncomfortable was Sugar bringing up the trauma my girlfriend had with her old friend and using it to compare their situations. It didn't sit right with me how she did that, nevertheless she kept sending me these paragraphs of her side of the story. I didn't interrupt her, I just closed my phone and went on with my day, all throughout she would send me message after message.
After a few hours of the notifications stopping I figured she was done with everything she had to say. Upon opening the messages I read through all of them carefully, I noticed a bunch of things she mentioned in passing that my girlfriend told me in detail. Things like she only brought up her trauma briefly when in reality my girlfriend told me about the paragraphs she received of Sugar comparing their current situations with her pass trauma. At the end of the messages she told me she wanted to hear my thoughts about the situation. I'm not a very emotionally intelligent person, I'm almost an airhead when it comes to things like this. So rather than tell my thoughts I told her to just accept the fact that no matter how many times she tells other people about this she'll have to move on eventually.
I've always been someone to take things at face value, If someone wants to stop being my friend then there's nothing much I can do in my opinion. I'm guessing Sugar didn't see the world the same way as after I had said that she started to rip into me, Telling me that It's my fault my girlfriend's friendships keep failing is because I wasn't steering her in the right path, and That because I didn't sway her with my opinion that she ended up choosing the wrong choice. That it was my responsibility and I could have done something to change the outcome of this situations.
I was honestly just baffled at this conclusion that I told her I needed some time to be alone and reflect on all of this. When I would ask my friends for their perspective on this situation and if it really was my responsibility to guide my girlfriend through this argument they said it wasn't my responsibility to tell my girlfriend how to handle her relationships. But I was still very conflicted with myself. I didn't tell my girlfriend about any of this happening, She was also stressing out about applying to colleges at this point and I didn't want to open this fresh wound back up for her to worry about.
I still hang out with my friends and they don't hold any ill intent towards me. Carly invited me onto a discord server so we can all catch up despite our busy schedules and whatnot. It's been about 2 weeks since I've joined that discord server and everything has been fine, but lately Sugar has been going into the chatrooms and venting vaguely about how it wasn't her fault and that she wasn't guilty or feels any regret. Saying that my girlfriend was the one that inflicted that trauma on herself and so on. She doesn't blatantly name drop my girlfriend, but it's very clear exactly who she's talking about.
The other people in the server don't seem to react to this at all. No one has called her out on this and everyone just ignores that it's happening. And as far as I can tell this only started when I joined the server, There are days where I will wake up and she has a new paragraph of just the same things she said the day before , Calling my girlfriend a coward and that it was always about her and how she was faking everything. Upon the advise of my other friends they have told me not to engage with her at all but I still don't know if that's the right decision. My girlfriend is unaware of any of this happening because I refuse to put even more stress on her with a situation where she has clearly moved on from it.
Am I the Asshole?? I don't know what course of action to take and I could use some advice.

I recently purchased a MSI Meg z690 Ace board along with an i7-14700k for a new build. Will be putting a 3060 ventus from my current rig into it with the intention of upgrading to a 4070/80 eventually down the road. Will also be putting a couple old HDDs in so a minimum of 2 drive bays are needed. Im intending for this build to be zero rgb. Can anyone reccomend a quality case that will fit this board? (bonus points for gold accents to match the board)
Parts List: https://ca.pcpartpicker.com/list/D8tngB

My partner ( C, male, 30s) and I ( HV, female, 30s) have been together since 2016 and we have a 5 years old son. We engaged in 2018 but decided to not go through with marriage since we love the way it is right now. I am originally from Vietnam, and I'm currently a U.S permanent resident, and it has nothing to do with being with my partner. That is pretty our situation right now.
My partner's mother (HN) has 3 younger brothers. Since HN has kids pretty early so my partner is much older than all other cousins. Ever since I've been with my partner, I've been watching those kids growing up. We've been there for them on every big occasions of their life. Birthdays, boy scouts completion, high school graduation, college graduation, wedding..., we were always there celebrating and supporting them with cash and gifts. We love those kids.
Today, we were supposed to be at a party celebrating the youngest cousin's college graduation at 6. It was just a very informal family dinner of 12 and we were officially invited with card sent to our mail. The card was written by my partner's uncle's wife, and it does require RSVP. My partner confirmed we were going through group texts with all of his uncles and cousins. At 3, my partner received an email from his uncle's wife read as follow:
"Hi C We have sent you an invitation to R's graduation dinner to your house about two weeks ago but your mom also mentioned she did not receive her invite so we are following up with the info and as well forward this to you. As Aunty, I'm sorry to say if you did receive the card invite that requires rsvp then it is etiquette to give a reply and number attending. Otherwise we take it no attendance and no spot will be prepared for you and family. As you are partially Chinese, the standards and expectations will still apply and be expected. The other part of you is a Filipino community. As all other Asian communities know Filipino they stand alone. They either include or exclude. It is their culture. As Aunty, it's a challenge not only for us to invite your family with no marital status just based on unknown relationships, this is the same with your mom and sister. We had hoped it will be different with you. It's time to take your relationship to a higher level otherwise it will be looking both are taking advantage of each other and now a son with US citizenship status without your marriage. It is advantage to HV to be US citizen without marriage. A lot of people want to come to US this way. This will always be no one knows how to address your family on the card invite. This is your life and choice. No one care enough to let you only an aunty. We will not follow up further. Sorry, I do not have your cell number. Thank you. Aunty Sent from my iPhone "
I wish I can attach the screen shot of the actual email here. This is not the first time the uncle's wife has done this to us. And she has been sending nasty email like this to almost all members of my partner's family talking about stuff like this. I'll follow up with you guys the email she sent to my partner's mom, and other uncles. Every time it happens, we let it slide since we love and respect the uncle and the cousins. At the end, she is still the uncle's wife and the cousins' mother. But this time, it's way cross the line. My partner was so livid he sent the email screen shot to all of his uncles and his mom and ask wtf is this. The uncle had nothing to say but apologize to him and said he didn't know his wife sent this. My partner asked him 'are you going to check your wife out this time or are you just going to let her continue to break our family apart?'. He was silent and said he couldn't do anything. My partner decided to show up at the party and talk to her out of her delulu. And we just did. We show up, she was just smiling up and waving to us like nothing happened. We asked her to come outside to talk or we can talk to her right there at the party. She finally had to went outside. We didn't hold our tongue this time. I told her to keep my name and my son's name out of her mouth, if she wants to keep her tongue inside there. She was acting shocked and that she didn't do nothing wrong, that the email was just a reminder. The result was she left to go inside in tears, and other uncles and cousins came out to say that was epic, that was what they wanted to said to her after all of those nasty emails. So are we the assholes?

Sorry in advance, this got kinda way longer than I thought it would
Me(32 F) and my BF(32M) have been together since college, I think it’s a total of 12 or 13 years (we were very casual at first, then I left the country for a masters program for 2 years, then we lived together for a year and then he moved away for school for a year until I got a job closer to him. We’ve lived together for almost 6ish years,since the fall of 2018). Our lives are very tied together and both of our families consider us part of the family. Sometimes we talk about marriage in a really passive way, but I’m not really to in to the idea and he acts like he doesn’t care either way.
The main issue is we’re pretty much just roommates, only I do all the housework. I hurt myself at work a few months ago and I’ve been at home since they won’t accommodate my restrictions. It’s really thrown into sharp relief just how… unhelpful he is. I’m lucky that my injury doesn’t effect my mobility that much, but I do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, shopping, outside maintenance, arranging for repairs, pest control, and everything to take care of our dog. His one chore that he does on an inconsistent basis is starting the dish washer (which is really helpful, I’m very bad at remembering to do that).
I’ve gone through phases of asking him to help more and he said “tell me what to do and I’ll do it!”. I told him I’m not his mom and he knows what needs to be done in the house and he had the audacity to say “My mom would always say _I’m not your maid_”. We had this struggle an handful of times after we started living together in 2018 and I was 100% fed up. I straight up told him that I was just going to keep things in an acceptable state whether he contributed or not, and he’ll just have to deal with it when I inevitably get fed up and leave his ass.
I was finally at a point where I was making enough to get an apartment by myself and I was toying with the idea of moving out when covid hit. I work in a first responder-y job and things were absolute nightmare chaos. BF started working from home and I was on mandatory overtime a bunch. All the sudden I had 0 alone time and I adopted a dog (idk why I did it then, I’ve always wanted my own dog after growing up with them, but I probably would have lost it without her). It feels like I just put my head down and powered through things.
To make things even more complicated, my bf’s family were really on him to buy a house while the interest rates were good. I still wanted to make it work with BF and I was still kind of just chugging along. There was now the dog variable to look out for and I’d be gone too much with work since our shifts are very long. He bought a house and put me on it as a tenant in common for 20%.
So now we own a house together. Our finances are separate but I pay for groceries, insurance, and house maintenance and he pays the mortgage. I like our life but we don’t talk. Since I got hurt we don’t really have sex and I can tell he’s resentful even though he’s trying to be understanding. He gets defensive when I try to talk about his treatment of our dog (this is his first time with any pet) and his behavior toward me. He doesn’t get that sometimes when I don’t understand what’s he’s talking about he needs to explain it in a different way instead of repeating himself like that’ll get his point across.
It looks like I many not be able to go back to my old job (idk if I want to anyway, now that I’ve been away from it I can see how bad it was for me) and I’ve been looking at remote /hybrid things. It’d be a pay cut but I could swing it. My dog would have to go back to apartment life, but I don’t think he’d mind as long as I found is a sunny spot. Like all my friends moved away during the pandemic though.
At this point I feel like the “right thing to do” would be talk to BF and go to counseling. I don’t have a lot of hope that he’ll make any changes though, and I don’t know what I could change aside from going back to managing his help with the house. Has anybody here had a situation like this turn around with counseling?
TL;DR: I’m thinking about ending my 12 year relationship and things are finally lining up to make it feasible. I feel like the step you take next in situations like this is relationship counseling. Has anyone ever had it really help in a similar situation?

Hello,
I would like to apologize to the trans community. I don’t want to give out too much information, but I’m male and I’m 21 years old. I have always been attracted to trans women, but I suppressed those feelings. I would download LGBT dating apps and tell trans women everything they wanted to hear, not because I cared, but because I wanted to satisfy my own urges. I hurt so many people—so many genuine, caring, respectful, and romantic women—without offering anything in return. I was selfish and acted only out of ego and desire.
Part of my issue stemmed from my identity. I come from a religious, Islamic background and felt ashamed of my feelings. I believed I was sick and that my punishment under Islam would be stoning to death. I was afraid and never told anyone how I felt. I denied my feelings and even made transphobic jokes, thinking trans people were not in their right mind and destined for hell. I viewed trans women as an evil desire given by Satan and believed Allah would guide me away eventually.
Last year, I moved to another state for work and lived alone for the first time. This allowed me to meet new people and encounter new ideas. I realized that people of different religions and beliefs also deserved friendship and respect. This was a defining moment for me. I began to care about others genuinely and questioned my religion and my God. I wondered why a benevolent God would create billions of people only for most to go to hell.
I saw videos of kindness and wholesomeness, which deeply affected me. I realized that everyone deserves love and care, regardless of their religion. This was scary, as it meant questioning the teachings I had grown up with. Islam taught me to be kind, but also warned against associating with non-believers. I decided to reject these inhumane concepts and researched more, discovering rulings like stoning gays and the treatment of women in war. These findings were the last straw, and I left my religion, feeling reborn.
I reevaluated myself and my sexuality. I realized how manipulative and evil I had been and regretted my actions deeply. I couldn’t change the past, but I decided to apologize to everyone I could. For the rest, wherever you are, this message is for every trans woman and the entire LGBT community: you are amazing, courageous, and deserving of love and respect. I’m sorry for my ignorance, my past actions, and my manipulation. I am striving to be a better person and to fully embrace everything I once rejected.
I love you and thank you.

I'm a 17 year old who walks my two dogs everyday. For context, I live in a suburban neighbourhood where there are no nature strips (that little grassy bit between the sidewalk and road), no fences (for the most part), and a very big dog culture. Almost everyone here has dogs. I have two larger dogs, a golden retriever and a german shepherd. I walk them on a retractable leash since I like to let them wander.
Pretty much everyone in my neighborhood lets their dogs wander onto other people's lawns. I get it. My dogs only pee on grass, so it just makes the most sense. Some try and keep their dogs to the edge, some let their dogs wander several feet into the yards. I don't own a house (it's my parents) but I don't mind when other people let their dogs use our yard for toilet purposes. It's no biggie. I let them poop on plants, grass, trees, bushes, and flowers. I make sure to avoid things like houses, walls, and furniture. Lamp posts and mailboxes are fair game imo.
I usually let the dogs wander a fair way into people's yards, since most neighbors don't mind. In fact, a few times there have been neighbors gardening or getting the mail in the yard, and they've never said anything, even when my dog's been peeing. One time my dog was even taking a poop about 6-7 feet onto someone's lawn, the homeowner just said good morning and was a good sport about it.
That's why today was a little awkward. I was walking the dogs, and the shepherd started sniffing around in someone's yard. He became quite interested in one of the bushes around the side of the house, so I waited as she went to explore and pee. The home owner came out and began berating me, telling me to get the f*ck off his lawn. I was completely shocked and quickly left.
I'll make an effort to avoid that house from now on, but was I really an asshole? I feel it's just part of the vibe of the neighborhood. While walking back home, I spotted other dogs peeing on foreign lawns a total of 3 times. I feel it's just normal here. Obviously I pick up whenever they poop.

Hi everyone,
I own W126 560SEL Mercedes that's had its fuel tank removed, cut open, fully cleaned out, and welded back up. This was required because:
a) the car sat for 10+ years. b) There was around a fistful of rust dust on the inside when I took it out, and the intake screen was half blocked. c) The entire k-jetronic injection system was fully rebuilt. I mean literally every part in the fuel system, bar the fuel accumulator. Those who know, the tolerances are extremely small and even the most minor dirt in the fuel can affect how the car runs so it's important you have a clean tank in any 70s 80s 90s Mercedes.
We weren't able to reinstall the original venting equipment inside the tank, as welding it back up would be impossible as it could explode due to the fumes inside the plastic components, which are fitted inside the tank.
As a temporarily solution I simply drilled a 5mm or so hole in the center of cap and put a vacuum hose through it as a "vent ". However I have noticed once the tank is over half full, it will spill on moderate turns or if you're going up a steep hill. To combat this, I put a one way fuel check valve BUT the tank doesn't suck air, it EXPANDS so the check valve is practically useless as the fuel just gets blown through it and if I arrange it so the direction is the other way, it just over pressurises the tank and makes it almost impossible to take the cap off until the pressure relieves after some time.
What are some solutions that are possible to let it expand safely without spilling gas underneath the car?