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You got the fun or cool guys (who forsaken their lives to be here full-time, also the equivalent to the attractive male species), you got the goth, emo, moth, etc. girls (equivalent to attractive female speices), you got the trolls (the unfortunate hideous people of the ecosystem and society), you got the pedos (the criminals, serial killers, etc.), you got the memers (comedians, actors, etc.), you got the scholars, the mentally ill, and so on. Everything that exists in our real-life system is here to play a similar role. Then you have the subreddits, like countries of their own, they sometimes even challenge each other and get created for stupid reasons to prove points or list things (just like conquering land).
In the end, this shit is only addictive because of the feeling you get after harnessing that little social communication dopamine which you never get IRL, by sucking the ⬆️ and having people compete with your jokes and opinions or interact with it, and this is similar to a dominantly capitalist economy (with entrepreneurs "producers" as posters and customers "consumers" as commenters) with a little mix of communism and socialism (Reddit moderation, communities that agree with each other and have similar intellectual reach, and stuff like that).
You know what? The internet really is just a product to expand on our world.

For context I have been out of work since about March.
I’ve applied just about everywhere in my area fast food, retail, factory, secretarial, dispensaries, etc etc. I haven’t heard back from hardly any and they are all like “desperately seeking!!! Please apply!!!” And like I know this is a broken track record because just about anyone looking for a job is going through this…
However I thought I landed a job, went to the interview they seemed to like me and my experience with retail and child care/teaching (it’s a local toy store) and like yeah it’s part time (4hr shifts) and only pays 12$ but it’s something and means I can at least contribute a little while I keep searching for better opportunities or try to work towards a full time position.
Like we talked all sorts of stuff during the interview and it seemed so friendly. I was genuinely so excited about it because finally I found a job that was something more relaxing and not hell bent on having baby shit on my toes or ham juice up my nose…
They said they’d let me know when I was scheduled after I got back from a previously planned thing and get me going….
It’s probably my fault for thinking they’d wait but I brought up said thing cause I knew most places wouldn’t and wanted to let them know BEFORE they offered a job, I didn’t lie I told them it’s cool if they can’t wait and they said “no it’s alright we don’t mind just let us know when you are back in town”
I did… a week ago… and I sent a follow up just in case they missed it…. Nothing nada… crickets….
I don’t know what to do anymore… I left my last job cause it actively make me want to KMS I was so stressed and dead inside… now I can’t even find a job to make me even want to do that… I just want to pay rent and feed myself and my cat.

i’m just ANNOYED. like. i took my sunday nap and woke up to chat with some of my bots for a bit. i’m not gonna lie i hate that the app lets me fully get in but the chats are down. i’d rather not be able to access it at all and get a wait time. if im gonna have to sit here and watch my silly little netflix while i wait for this to load i at least want to know how long im waiting for.

Open to advice as always but since I’ve been through this before, I’m mainly just curious to see if anyone can relate to this scenario or if I need to start thinking of other options (that I really do not want).
I’ve posted in here before about introducing my older cat, MaryLouise, to the younger one, Lenore (both adults with 2ish year gap). After a 4 month introduction, and a week-ish reintroduction after that, the past 8-ish months have been in relative harmony. They play with each other a lot less brutually than they used to, MaryLouise will often go up and start grooming Lenore, they’ll sleep right next to each other, they’ll both cuddle with me, they’ll eat side by side without fighting, etc. I do believe they genuinely like each other.
Unfortunately, today I fucked up when I accidentally stepped on ML’s paw. She screamed, I yelped cause it startled me, and she immediately ran straight for Lenore and proceeded to chase her while yowling and clearly wanting to harm her. I managed to wrangle ML and put her in the office for a couple hours. When I got back home I tried to release her with some treats to peace-make, but she immediately went for Lenore again. I’ve seen this happen before and know it means they need a reintroduction, especially with how fearful Lenore was to ML’s smell after Fight Round 2.
Just because I’ve done this before, I do think they CAN be reintroduced okay (the second intro went way quicker than the first). I also left a voicemail for the vet to get em both a little gabapentin (ML has been on it before but had been weened off it for like the past 6+ months?). Maybe it was my mistake to think ML could ever go unmedicated, even without another cat involved in the mix, due to her own anxiety/instability from whatever life she had before me. It’s just so defeating to have to go through this a third time, especially knowing it’s my own fault. I definitely wonder if I made the right decision of the second cat. But even the vet seemed impressed when just two weeks ago, I brought them both into the office, and they were totally fine!! Even after being poked and prodded for bloodwork, ML didn’t attack Lenore either at the vet or at home.
Maybe I’m just looking for a “your cat needs meds” or a “I had to introduce my cats 8 times, it’s normal”, I don’t know. I’m just trying my best for them and need a better safety net for when stuff like this happens, and the knowledge this too shall pass without the word “rehoming” brought into the mix.

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Been struggling with Anxiety my whole life. Taking Paxil CR 37.5mg. Recently added Buspar 15mg twice a day. I am always obsessed with my financial situation even though I’m in probably top 20 percent income percentile. Constant worry Feeling of impending doom. . Like most people I live check to check and I want the best for my 3 kids ages 16,14 and 11. I have them in private school and we have a great suburban life in a great area but fatherhood is literally kicking my butt. My wife is great mom and works only part time so financial responsibility are all on me. I have been able to handle that last 16 years and need to the next 10 years. We are definitely headed to the most expensive years with college coming up very soon. I was always anxious but I sit here and wonder how the heck I can support this kids and what if something happens to me and I can’t and all the work to get to this point was for nothing. The funny thing I have always done pretty well and I’m sure things will work out no matter what but I constantly obsess about something bad and me going completely broke. Just sick of my brain but I guess I have gotten to age 49 and just got to push through it.

Budget is quite low and these really stretch to my limits. I'm used to a cheap Chinese projector that just broke, so I don't have huge expectations on picture quality - but if I'm spending more than the £60 cheap one, then I'd like to know that it will last substantially longer (cheap one lasted 6 months). I asked chatgpt and it reckoned the xgimi is the best option, based on actual experience, do you guys agree? Here's what the AI said..........................
Considering the importance of lifetime and your specific setup, let's delve deeper into each projector’s lifespan and how they might perform given your 40-inch screen setup at a distance of 1.5 meters.

Lifetime and Longevity

Nebula Capsule Mini Projector: - Lamp Life: The Nebula Capsule typically offers around 30,000 hours of lamp life. This means if you use it for 4 hours a day, it could last over 20 years. - Durability: Given its small size and portability, it's built to withstand some level of handling and travel.
XGIMI MoGo 2 Mini Projector: - Lamp Life: The XGIMI MoGo 2 also offers around 30,000 hours of lamp life, comparable to the Nebula Capsule. - Durability: XGIMI projectors are known for their robust build quality. Although slightly larger, the MoGo 2 is still designed to be portable and durable.

Performance with 40-Inch Screen at 1.5 Meters

Nebula Capsule Mini Projector: - Brightness: At 100 ANSI lumens, the Capsule might struggle to provide a bright enough image on a 40-inch screen, especially in a room that isn’t completely dark. - Resolution: With a resolution of 854 x 480 (WVGA), the image might appear less sharp on a 40-inch screen, particularly noticeable if you're used to higher resolutions. - Throw Distance: The Capsule can project a 40-inch image at about 1.15 meters. At 1.5 meters, you might get a larger image, but brightness and clarity will decrease further.
XGIMI MoGo 2 Mini Projector: - Brightness: At 300 ANSI lumens, the MoGo 2 provides significantly better brightness, making it suitable for a 40-inch screen even in less-than-perfectly-dark conditions. - Resolution: With a 720p HD resolution, the image will be much sharper and more detailed on a 40-inch screen compared to the Nebula Capsule. - Throw Distance: The MoGo 2 is designed to project a clear image at various distances, and 1.5 meters is within its optimal range for a 40-inch screen.

Final Recommendation

Given that both projectors have comparable lifespans but the XGIMI MoGo 2 offers better brightness and resolution, it seems like a better fit for your needs. Here’s why:

1. Brightness: The 300 ANSI lumens of the MoGo 2 will provide a clearer, more vivid image on your 40-inch screen.
2. Resolution: The 720p HD resolution will ensure that your content looks sharp and detailed.
3. User Experience: The more modern Android TV interface on the MoGo 2 will provide a better user experience with more up-to-date apps and features.

Conclusion

Given your emphasis on lifetime and the need for a clear image on a 40-inch screen at 1.5 meters, the XGIMI MoGo 2 Mini Projector is likely the better choice. It will give you a better viewing experience with its superior brightness and resolution, while still providing a long-lasting and durable device.

Hey hey, have been a while since the last time I did post here looking for my other half, sadly here I am again, okay, let's start!
About me:

• I'm a 29 years old male located in western europe, I'm very bubbly, personality wise, loyal, very shy and introvert but also sweet, caring, kind and affectionate. I'd love to hear you talk about your things, I'd give you comfort if you need it, I'll be always at your side and I'd love to be your best friend besides partner. I like gaming, programming, music, tv shows, anime and movies, cook, animals and lots of other stuff that I let you discover later!

About you:

• I don't mind about looks, preferably you're located close to me or atleast in a close timezone (GMT+2), willing to spend time together and know each other, strictly monogamus, common interests (specially gaming so we can spend lots of time together), willing to meet irl eventually and move together at some point.

Anything you would like to know about me, feel free to ask! Waiting to hear of you 😊

It’s not that my high school is particularly good or bad it’s that I am sick of 7 hours (plus a total transportation time of 1 hour 30 minutes to 2 hours) being tossed into the void. I don’t feel like what I do at my school is helping me become a better person. By the time I get back I am fairly exhausted plus some homework. Doing the things I love/need to do to improve as a person is difficult(trying meditation, workouts, reading, writing, art) I say this to everyone but I would take a extra weekend day off each school week even if you had to subtract that from summer break. I just have constant anxiety of sorts when I think of it. Same as last year this is around the time when I get to a breaking point. I just want more time to myself. Damn evolution needing me to be comatose for a third of my life.

I am a PM and estimator for an electrical contracting company. I’ve been alternating between wearing my hokas and timberland hiking boots but my feet have grown in pregnancy 🙄. I’m wondering if there are any lower profile work shoes that look more like a sneaker and are more breathable like a sneaker but have the protection of a steel toe work boot? The Invincible Shoe and Suadex have a nice look to them but the reviews pretty much say they’re a scam. Safety and practicality are most important but it would be nice to find something a little more feminine looking.
Secondly, any suggestions or some good maternity jeans or polos? Our company is small and offer polos for women but they are not long enough once the belly starts growing. The bigger sizes get wider not longer. The maternity jeans I have are target brand and I’m just constantly tugging them up all day long.

I heard this song in a compilation of dark ambient/industrial/power noise on YouTube around 2021 I think. The background of the video was black and white and might have included flashing abstract patterns and pictures of powerlines at some point. I remember the song itself being pretty loud, it sounded mostly like just noise. I'm not really into that genre, so I can't really describe it other than "some kind of industrial-noise". If it even had a drum beat, it probably was pretty abstract and not the main focus. It didn't have any lyrics except for a robotic female voice repeating the word "magnetic" throughout the song. If I remember correctly, the title of the song was also "Magnetic", but when I try to look that up I just get videos of people making noise with magnets. Don't have very high hopes for this one, but I will appreciate it if someone identifies the song I'm talking about.

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The Island is coming along. I spent most of the time farming blackstone for the walls and flattening the area for the city. Everything is built on a bordered 9x9 grid, so future build plans will be able to have some level of order.
Installed grav-doors on the West and South walls. Southern entrance is going to be Red Street, inspired by Apple Market from Megaman Legends. In fact, a lot of this island takes inspo from that game. All the underground areas will make for a good "forgotten" city.
I have dug out the entrance to the cemetery. I still need ot find an non intrusive way to get the custom data for the grave markers, but I'll deal with that later.
Still no house. Still sleeping out in the open next to my wall of chests.

hi! my boyfriend and i have been in a LDR for 2 years already. he's going to start university soon, and he has to rent a flat since his house is 3hrs away. he's been looking for flats for days already since there is a housing crisis in the netherlands. he finally got an offer today, which is very good! however, her flatmates will be 2 girls. he's having second thoughts if he should rent it because 1) he was worrying about me, and 2) it might be hard for him to get along with them since he's a guy. tbh, i'm kind of iffy or worried too. i do trust him, but ofc as someone who is like 18k km away from him, i can't help to be anxious or worried sometimes. what do i do? i don't want him to waste this chance but i am also kind of uneasy about it. what should i do?
tl; dr my boyfriend is going to rent a flat and his flatmates will be 2 girls, both of them are close to his age. he is worried about me too, but i don't want him to waste it because of the housing crisis.

Crazy to think about how Barry basically erased and stole the lives of two other versions of himself in one episode. He created Flashpoint which had a Barry that everyone lived with as a normal guy with a mom and dad, and then Barry stole his life. He gets his memories but this is still the same Barry that did everyone in season 1 and 2 just being rewritten by the other Barry.
Then when Barry goes to post- flashpoint, he again steals the lives of the Barry they knew. The Barry that denied changing the timeline for Cisco, the Barry who knew why Joe and Iris were fighting. Oddly enough Barry didn’t get the memories of this new version of himself but just stole his life.
Really puts Savitar in a different perspective when you see he’s just another version of Barry Allen that our main Barry sees as less important like he did the other two Barrys

I am basically brand new to creative writing, having not written anything since I was a teenager. I've recently felt a spark to start writing again. I'm hoping for some honest critiques so I can know what I have to improve on. What do you think? Are you interested to read the rest or is it awful? Thank you!!
This is an excerpt from a short story. For some context, the MC is living in modern times, gets lost while driving home, her car dies and she ends up walking to look for help. She winds up here...
"Words escape me as I take in the woman in front of me. She is dressed in a floor length navy blue gown reminiscent of sometime in the 17th century. My eyes shift behind her… a fire is lit in a hearth. Next to a window on the far side are a table with two chairs. And seated in one of them is a man, who by this point is beginning to stand up and make his way to the door as well. The way their faces looked when they saw at me was similar to how I imagine my own must have been. Pure, undiluted confusion. I shake my head and tried to find words. “Who are you?” Demanded the man as he approached. “I… I’m lost.. I.. my car broke down a couple of miles down the road.. I just need a phone so I can call for help..I..” I spluttered. “Are you okay, miss?” The woman asked with concern in her face. “I’m not sure, to be honest.” Their gazes shift from confusion to concern to suspicion as they take in the sight of me. While they are dressed for a renaissance faire, I’m sporting a thigh length floral print dress with a denim jacket. “Who are you?” The man demands again. “My name is Millie… I work just down the road at the James River Elementary School… I’m just trying to get home. Do you have a phone I could use, please? I need to call for help.” “Phone?" He glances at his wife, motioning for her to move away from the doorway, "Miss, I haven’t a clue what you speak of…” Who on earth doesn’t know what a phone is? I can’t be so far out of town that I’m talking to people who are that out of touch. I begin to explain but think better of it. “Miss, please come with me..” He dons a long brown jacket over his off-white cotton shirt and steps out the door past me, motioning for me to follow. Something about following a strange man, wearing historical clothing, down a dark path through the woods feels very wrong at this moment, but I don’t see a way out of it. So I follow for several quiet minutes until we come upon another building, slightly larger than the house we just came from. This one also has a thatched roof, with smoke billowing out of a chimney. The man opens the door and holds it for me, motioning me forward. I go. “Good evening, constable…” He says to a man seated at a wooden table. He has a piece of old looking paper and a feather quill in front of him, along with an ancient looking mug. This is all beginning to feel like a fever dream. I’m almost too confused to feel the fear that continues to build inside me. “Who is this here, Thomas?” He says to the man, eyeing me with suspicion. “She just showed up at our doorstep. She’s been mutterin’ on about needin’ help… talkin’ all kinds of nonsense about something called a…” He turns to me and says “What did you say, miss…?” “My car broke down a few miles down the road… I walked here, I can’t find my phone, I just need some help getting home…” I say with urgency. “All I need is to make a phone call and I’ll be out of your way…” “That was it.. phone? See, speakin’ nonsense, sir. I figured it best to bring her here.” The man, Thomas, says. “I see.. I see.” The constable rubs his temples as if exasperated and stands up, the chair scraping against the wooden floor as he pushes it back. “I’ll take it from here, Thomas. I thank ya. You’ll best be on your way.” At that, Thomas turns on a heel and walks back out the door the way we came. The constable takes a firm hold of my upper arm and leads me to a barred cell. “What is this?” I demand, beginning to panic. “Miss, I will not take the chance of witchery here. It’s my job as constable to keep the citizens of Jamestown safe, and I intend to do so. You’ll stay here til the morning, when Justice Stoughton will see ya.” He had a thick accent, English I think. It was like a light bulb in my mind suddenly flashed bright. The lack of traffic, the buildings, the historical clothing and weird speech… the confusion when I told them I needed my phone. Either at some point from the time I left work until now, I traveled back in time to early Virginia… or I’m dreaming. I resolve that the only thing that makes sense is that I’m dreaming. And I’d like to wake up now. At some point in the night, I fall asleep. As I sit leaning against the cold wall of the cell, the adrenaline from the evening wears off a bit. I can’t help but feel utter exhaustion, which eventually gives way to sleep. Several hours later, I wake with a start, confused about where I am. My body aches from sleeping sitting up. I glance over to the window and notice that the dark is giving way to dawn and the birds are beginning to sing. I rub my eyes, hardly able to believe that this nightmare hasn’t ended yet. I hear footsteps approaching. The constable fumbles with a set of large keys as he searches for the one to my cell. Once he manages to unlock it, he sets a piece of bread and a metal mug on the floor near the door with a clunk. I didn’t realize until this moment that I am absolutely ravenous. A crusty piece of bread off the floor doesn’t sound appetizing but at this very moment I will take what I can get. I reach over to retrieve my fare. I quickly eat the bread and take a gulp from the mug."

I've finally buckled and decided to try to use an AI resume site to help generate a refined resume to get through ATS and all of that. One of the suggestions I've come across is the requirement of a "-" between my first name and last name in my LinkedIn URL generation. I've been using the FirstnameLastname format without the dash for quite a while now, and I feel like changing it at this point will be shooting myself in the foot with any potential employers. But if the standards are to add a dash, should I suck it up and make the changes from now on?

I’m 20(F) and I’ve begun seeing all my flaws at once rapidly I’m noticing lines on my neck and abdomen and I have had bad acne so there is scarring from that . I’ve never been pretty and my peers in school liked to tell me as much , they still do . So it’s not as though I didn’t know I was ugly . It’s just not fair that everyday I see people on the streets who are gorgous and everyone around my is so naturally pretty while I have to have Botox and plastic surgery and skincare and hair care and makeup to even just be considered okay looking . I know I won’t be pretty or gorgous like the people around me but I just wish I was. I’ve created lists of all of the things I need to get done and what parts are wrong with me and everyday I’m adding something else . Recently it’s that I have bad tech neck and dents just above my eyebrows that make me look angry and let’s not forget my asymmetrical eyes . If im not asleep or working I’m looking up how to get rid of my flaws . It’s just too much.

I'm planning on moving my family to Toronto in the next year from the Bay Area, California and I'm looking for some information on neighbourhoods. We're planning a trip in the Fall to scope some out, but I haven't lived in Toronto for over 20 years, when I was in middle school, so I feel like I didn't really know where to start.
Some of the things that were looking for in a neighbourhood are: - Walkability to restaurants, coffee shops, book shops and parks - School districts, we're going to get our infant son into a French immersion school - Proximity to public transit
We're ideally looking to buy a detached home, but would be open to a semi detached or row house if it's in a perfect location. Most of my family is west of the city so something as far west as Oakville could work, but probably nothing on the East side of the city.
I truly appreciate any help or advice you all could share, thanks in advance!

Yesterday my ex from 2021 wrote a lovely introspective about our breakup. It was a long message, but essentially said that when I was reciprocating his effort every step of the way, he began to try to max out his life and was envisioning every other partner out there that might be a better match. That I was encouraging and adored him so much that maybe, he thought, that he could do better. But that he's ashamed of thinking that and he's sorry for breaking up with me out of the blue and I had deserved better. Thankfully, he left it at saying he'd always think I'm a tremendous and attractive human, without trying to get back together. I think I would have cut him as a friend if he had asked about that possibility.
It wasn't surprising though because he's the fourth ex to do this. Which means I'm 4/4 out of all my exboyfriends coming back months or years later saying they were blind to how good we had it. They admit they were still looking toward greener pastures. That they shouldn't have because I'm so sweet, so smart, so affectionate, so cute, so sexy, so good at communication, so logical, so easy to resolve conflict with, so... everything lined up with their checkbox of what they want (but how does that make sense? They left because they wanted more so I'm not everything they wanted). 3 out of 4 have attempted to rekindle and give the relationship another try.
I've asked them about any blindspots I might have had, and they say that I was great through and through along with the relationship we had. That they wouldn't change a thing about me, except one joked it would be nice if I were an heiress, and another that said he had lied about his feelings on family planning and actually struggled with the idea of meeting my kids and becoming a stepdad but was ready now. I appreciated the candor from him and we tried again, but I ultimately didn't feel like he really wanted to date me and was settling. He was talking about engagement and delaying proposing and then fully back to being uncertain.
So I've learned that you should never go back to an ex. It'll only cause you pain. So that's not an issue or anything I need to learn.
However, how do I stop dating men who don't appreciate what they have and are going to breakup with me even when the relationship is going well? Or how can I combat their growing feeling that really good isn't enough?
And because it's reddit, I feel like I need to include that I'm not chasing the top 10%. I swipe on guys based on the bio they've written.
I've dated a range of everything. I've been down to date people as long as they've been kind, respectful, and share some of my mostly nerdy interests/hobbies. Men who are ambitious/chill, oldeyounger, attractive/not attractive (but attractive in my subjective view), paycheck to paycheck or have retirement all figured out , single dads/divorced/never married/never dated before because of social anxiety, shy/gregorious --- and you get the idea.
Even if I were stuck on someone ideal to my specifications for shallow traits it's still realistic: They'd be the type that enjoys food a little too much and would be fun to go to the gym with, so they're mostly healthy, strong, but also has a bit of a gut. Great eyes and a warm smile. I love short guys and anyone in a range around 5'3" is perfect. But height is only a preference and I've dated tall too. I'm happy dating outside my ideal as long as they're kind, respectful, and gentle.
Then the second issue, attracting creeps. I spent a year intentionally single because I felt emotionally unavailable. I hopped back into dating apps in earnest starting in January and was fine until April. April/May has been unreal. It's completely worse than anything I've encountered before. I've never dealt with anything too creepy or severe sexual harassment before, but it's everywhere I go now.
-First dates have groped me after I said no.
-Flashed their penis and rubbed it on me while in public. (Police report submitted)
-Pressured me for sex right away and this guy, a salesman by trade, was not accepting no for an answer, so I said I would next date but couldn't go to his place that night - just to get away. But messaged him after and told him that I had lied to get away, wrote 100 no's and 1 yes doesn't mean yes, and blocked him.
-I found out another was a sex offender who was convicted of digital voyeurism of a kid under 14 (and preferred Stars Wars over Star Trek, doubly troubling, just kidding 😜)
-Another man anonymously called my work, could have been a prior date or completely random, and the recording of that could be used as the start of a horror film. He wouldn't tell me who he was, but acted like he knew who I was, and then lewdly asked about my bathroom usage...
-A guy I had barely met, but was not a date with nor interested in, must have hid my phone, then sent me to grab something, got into my phone, I caught him, and listened to him justify that he liked me and just needed to know what kind of person I was before getting attached. I just said it wasn't going to happen and left. He ended up sort of stalking me for a few days before mutual friends out the kibosh on him.
I'm sick of it. I've never felt unsafe meeting people in public, I figured public places were enough protection until this month.
I don't know what I'm doing differently to suddenly be preyed on by a bunch of creeps. I think I'm acting like I always have, but I have gained weight and maybe that's why? But why only now and not in January? Is it all coincidental?

I am 31w 3d today with my first boy after 3 girls. I had a singleton pregnancy where I was induced 17 years ago. Then 18 months later my water spontaneously ruptured at 34w 4d with my twins leading to a c section-15 years ago. My current ob is saying he's not concerned at all about preterm labodelivery since it was a multiple pregnancy vs singleton that was preterm however i keep feeling he will come in the next few weeks. The last week I have been sleeping more and more and hyper fixating on get baby's things ready. But since I'm still 2 months from due date I am trying to get myself to relax a bit and not stress. I get the normal aches and pains in my lower back and tightening in my abdomen bit nothing truly indicating preterm labor. I guess what I looking for is anyone's experience with past preterm delivery and how that reflected in a pregnancy after the preterm delivery. I'm trying to not freak out lol and I know baby's come when they wanna :)

Context. I live in my bfs apartment. Its an upstairs/downstairs duplex. We live upstairs. And this isn't a normal apartment this is a house that some guy bough and renovated to be 2 apartments and rents it out on fb marketplace. He does long term rentals so my bf has had his apartment upstairs for 7 years and ive lived here with him for 2. The way you get into our apartment is you enter through the side door and theres an area everyone has access to and you can go down a short flight of stairs to get to the basement where the washers and dryers are (we own our own set ourselves and the other set is technically communal but that's gross) if you go upstairs you hit another landing with the neighbors back door and bathroom door and another starcase that leads to our front door. And since this is a renovated regular house a lot of the rooms dont make a lot of sense. The downstairs apartment doesn't have its own bathroom technically. The bathroom entrance is in the stairwell. So they have to completely leave their apartment and go into the shared stairwell to shower or use the toilet. So the downstairs neighbors use the stairwell as much as us despite them having their own front door at the front of the house.
Our landlord kinda sucks. He doesn't really upkeep the property unless someone complains. I dont have his number cuz technically im not on the lease and my bf doesn't want to bother him with trivial stuff cuz technically he could kick us out if he wanted to. My bfs lease says no pets and any people that move in must be added. The landord knows im here, ive met him several times. And he knows i have a cat. He raised our rent by $25 a month because of my cat but he never said anything about us not being allowed to have him. And I'm pretty sure its because I've personally done pretty much all of the upkeep inside the house. Im an extremely clean person. A clean freak if you will. And messes and shit make me anxious af. When i moved in we had different downstairs neighbors and they used the stairwell as kinda storage. Mountains of boxes and shoes and toys and shit stacked along the walls. It drove me nuts. But i couldn't do anything about it. When they finally moved out i completely cleaned and decorated the stairwell. Used my own supplies and bought the decorations myself. Spent hours scrubbing the walls and floors and cleaning out the window frames and shit. The decorations arent much, just a couple fake houseplants, but i figured with some decorations in the stairwell whoever moved in next might be detered from using it as storage. All in all cleaning and decorating the stairwell cost me about $150ish and a couple hours of labor. I didnt mind it at all though because now it doesn't make me anxious af when i walk into the building. And the landlord loved it and thanked me and his wife thanked me.
In the year, maybe year and a half, since the first neighbors moved weve gone through like 3 or 4 people downstairs. We hated most of them because they were loud af at all hours. One used to blast music at like 2am. There was one we really liked at first. A couple the same age as us who were pretty cool. And we hoped they would last a while but after the first week they started fighting constantly. Screaming at each other in the middle of the night and shit. They didn't even last the whole first month before they broke up and the guy left. And the chick had to leave cuz she couldn't afford the apartment solo. That's when we got our current neighbors. We've never spoken to each other and im not even sure who actually lives there cuz there's always people coming and going and I've never consistently seen any one person there. They kinda creeped me out when they first moved in cuz they had their back door open (the door that leads into the stairwell) and i was in the stairwell to go outside and smoke but got distracted on my phone for a second and one of the guys stood in the doorway and staired at me with a weird look on his face till i left. But after that i never saw him again so i dont think he actually lives there. They're pretty quiet so we didnt mind them at first. But then they started leaving their trash in the stairwell. And ig they don't have an actual trashcan for their bathroom or bedroom cuz it would be like fast food bags filled with used toilet paper and shit like that. And they would leave the trash there for days until i would take it to the trashcan outside. And i got sick of that pretty quick and tried a couple times to knock to talk to them but noone would answer so i left them a note that wasn't mean or bitchy or anything i basically just said the stairwell is communal and ive been taking their trash outside for them but they need to start taking their trash outside. And they did. But they would leave in on the ground literally next to the trashcan instead of inside it. And the wind would blow their trash all over the back yard (the back yard is our yard and the front yard is their yard) so id still be cleaning up their trash constantly. But i never had to bring it up to the landlord cuz i was outside one day when he was at the next door house (which he also owns and is split into 2 apartments the same way as ours) and he asked me if it was us leaving our trash on the ground cuz he was sick of having to clean up trash before he could mow and i told him no its the downstairs people and that they do it a lot and were leaving it inside but i was sick of cleaning up after them too. Ig he said something to them cuz they started putting their trash somewhere else. Idk where though cuz we only have 1 outside trashcan and I've never seen them use it. But problem solved right? Wrong. Im pretty sure they've been just piling their trash up in their house cuz not to long after that i saw a roach in the stairwell. I lost my shit and killed it and my bf saw it and said it wasnt a roach and convinced me i was being dramatic. Then i saw one in our apartment. And i caught it under a cup to show him and he finally believed me. So we had to sink a bunch of money into buying shit to prevent more from coming into our apartment. Caulk for cracks in the walls, outlet covers, drain covers, door sleeves. That kinda shit. It was one and done though so he didnt want to bother the landlord with it. And it's been months and i havnt seen anything else, even in the stairwell, so i think the landlord found out anyway and said something or they just decided to do something themselves.
Now they've lived here a while and have gotten comfortable. I had to buy an air freshener for the stairwell because they go and take giant disgusting shits and turn the stairwell into a gas chamber. And they've started using the stairwell to knock dirt off their carpets and shit and they just leave the dirt on the ground. So im constantly having to sweep it up myself. And my bf keeps blaming me for the stairwell smelling like cigarettes because he knows i smoke but i go outside and close the door so ik its not me and i was confused for a while how it could be me until i caught the neighbors one night smoking in their kitchen with the door to the stairwell open so all the cigarette smoke drifted into the stairwell. I've started leaving the windows open in the stairwell to clear out the smoke. But its cold at night still and the neighbors keep going and aggressively closing the windows cuz its to cold ig.
And none of this is my responsibility. I shouldn't have to constantly be cleaning up after them. It's not my house. The stairwell is communal the landlord should be cleaning it but he doesn't and since i dont want to constantly have to look at messes and shit i end up having to do it and im so fucking sick of it.