Hi all,
I completely forgot to ask my dentist when I was last there, but my one tooth is super sensitive (like it was really painful during the cleaning, but I didn’t say anything at that time). I got X-rays done that visit, and the dentist came back and said that everything looked normal. After he said that, I mentioned sensitivity when I eat sweets and he said that it is probably from grinding my teeth at night (I do have a mouth guard now).
Looking online, it says exposed roots can cause pain, would that show up on an xray? Is there something I can do now that will prevent the pain during the next visit?

Im a computer science student, third year. I maintained a gpa of 3.3 the previous semesters. This semester i had the hardest course so far. I got D in my final exam. In my uni, there is an option to enhance ur grade by taking a second final for the course So that’s what i was planning to do. The D grade lowered my gpa to 3.0 and i wasnt going to settle for that. Plus, i really loved the material, so studying it again was a pleasure. I studied for 6 days straight. For minimum 14 hours each day. Some days i would study for 16. I got way better and managed to solve way more complex problems than before. I haven’t ever studied this intense in my whole entire life. I can’t describe the amount of back pain and zombie eyes i got. Yet , the second final hurt me more than my toxic ex lol. I might also be getting a D again. Which fucking hurts. I cried a lot today. As a third year student I don’t really cry over exams. But this one fucking hurt. What the hell should have i done more? I’m so fucking mad at how my whole body is aching out of lack of rest and sleep, and yet i did not get what i want. Nor what i really deserved. This course is so important for the field i wanna work in. And a high grade would have really increased my chances of finding a job. And oh god im in desperate need for a job rn. Im aware that it’s such a hard course, and most of the students agreed that this final was unbelievable. But still.. im literally crying right now cuz my body is in great pain. My back is killing me. I know that it’s common to happen sometimes and it’s not necessarily my fault (goddamn that exam was written by an alien), and it’s not the first time that this happens to me or any other student, but IT SUCKS. Just needed to let that out.

I need to preface this by saying that I am not interested in having a back-and-forth in the comment section. If you are interested in speaking with me, kindly message me in DMs.
I'm told women want a man who knows what he wants, so here's the whole nine yards. If there is anything here that you are not willing to accept, then don't. You will not change me now or years down the line. Obviously I intend to grow and mature (as one ought to), but I have decided who I am and what I want out of a relationship.
I am looking for a woman that I can make a permanent covenant bond with; I have no interest in flings or "long-term relationships."
I don't intend to come across as bitter or angry with any of this, just clear and up-front. It makes things easier for both of us.
Age gap is not mandatory. Don't be put off contacting me if you are closer to my age.
A bit about me:
My faith in Christ is paramount in my life. I would not be where I am without him. In taking interests in various things, I've learned a lot about God's character and design. Each new thing I learn fills me with more worship of him and wonder at his works. It is very important to me that you share this admiration of God.
I have a full-time job that I am very satisfied with, but what I feel truly passionate about is art and storytelling. To be honest, I've hit a bit of a block lately as far as my output. But I've been trying to find my feet so I can make something valuable to share with the world. I think that art and stories are a fundamental part of being human, not just a luxury. So pretty much any kind of art will spark passion in me, be it music, cinema, video games, literature, video essay, sculpture, etc. I could go back and forth for hours on a lot of things. My hope is that you and I will be able to enjoy art together and create some of our own.
I frequently spend time with another gentleman from my Church and we enjoy conversations about personal projects and contemporary issues, along with walks along beaches and park trails. He is a very important friend in my life, and I am lucky to know such a kind soul. Things aren't well with my family, so I really need that kind of presence.
While I rely on my bicycle for transport (no car), it's not a problem for me. I've been riding bikes since I was in elementary school (maybe even before). It would be really nice to ride down some trails with you.
What I expect from you:
-You need to be a follower of Jesus Christ. God needs to be an active part of your life because I intend to raise our children under Biblical values.
-You need hobbies and interests apart from me. I'm fine with helping you find things you like.
-You need to be a virgin.
-You must be humble and respectful. "Boss babe" attitudes are not attractive to me.
-You cannot have any tattoos or piercings, or have undergone any kind of surgery that affects your reproductive organs (reassignment, colpocleisis, FGM, tubal ligation, etc). I am not a doctor, so I don't know every situation that could require surgery. If you've had to undergo surgery or medication because of circumstances beyond your control, please let me know; I'm willing to hear your side of things.
-No cosmetic products. It's not good for your body and I am attracted women, not makeup. This includes fake nails and fake eyelashes. I don't need you to look "pretty." You character is more important to me.
-Related to the previous, no use of image filters in photos. I do not like the type of people who are vain and vapid enough to feel the need to use filters on their photos.
-Again related to the previous, you need to have a limited social media presence. If you have a business or post something of value (like art, for example), then I have no problem. What I'm talking about is having an Instagram or Facebook account where you make random posts to nobody in particular to "update" the internet on your life or post tons of pictures of yourself online. Basing your self-worth on the comments and likes from strangers on the internet is unhealthy, and I find people's obsessive need to take pictures of themselves very unattractive and vain.
-If we marry, I expect you treat me as the head of the house. There can't be two leaders in a household because one will have to defer to the other.
-I expect you to view marriage as something that you put work into. Marriages are a team effort, so I expect you to be a help meet.
-You need to treat me like a partner, not an adversary. Getting into arguments and nagging me helps neither of us. You must have conflict-resolution skills and a solution mindset.
-You need excellent communication skills. This means understanding yourself, putting your thoughts into words other people can understand, and verbalizing things rather than expecting me to read your thoughts.
-You cannot play games with me. Telling me about other guys to make me jealous or planning dates for specific days to pressure me into committing to you are wicked and manipulative.
-While we are dating, you cannot have a "backup plan." I expect you to not be splitting your attention between me and other men. This includes spending time outside of work with other men (family excluded).
-You must be in shape. Don't be dishonest with yourself about your weight; check your BMI. This includes being underweight, anorexic, and bulimic.
-You cannot have taken any COVID-19 vaccinations from any provider.
-No smoking, drugs, or drunkenness.
-I expect you to completely renounce fast food if we date or marry. We will never feed our children McDonald's.
What you can expect from me:
-While we are dating, I will not be speaking to other women.
-I cannot meet your height, money, or attractiveness expectations. I am simply an average dude. I am critical, abstract, and imaginative in my thinking though.
-I will not ask you to do something that is unreasonable or demeaning. I will only ask of you what I expect from myself. No relationship is going to be 50/50 100% of the time, but I will put forth the effort I am able to. I expect the same out of you.
-I will not raise my hand against you. My hands will be a safe place for you.
-I will be available to listen to your troubles and help you bear through them.
-I will not demean you or humiliate you, whether or not you are in the room.
-I will show leadership in our house and exercise restraint with a mild temper.
-I will cherish you and treat you as my own body.
-I will devote myself to displaying my love for you in a language you understand, even if I am feeling distant from you because of troubles we face. I expect the same from you.
-I will not turn to another woman and betray you.
-I intend to keep every promise that I make with you.
-I will treat our children with patience and kindness, but diligently discipline them and instruct them appropriately.
Please tell me a bit about yourself and what you expect out of a relationship, but be practical and clear. A list of platitudes like "loyal, honest, etc" does not help me understand what you're looking for. Think about what your expectations look like in a tangible, everyday way.

What's the best/most comfy way to sit in a desk chair 11 days post op? Im going back to work and am allowed to let my knee bend while sitting but its obviously still very tight/painful to do so for too long. Theyre pretty decent chairs, with options to recline and adjust seat depth. Any suggestions about adding pillows, lowering it low to the ground, sitting closer to the edge or back further, propping up injured knee on another chair? I'll be sitting for 8 hrs with small breaks to walk/hobble around, grab ice packs, every few hrs.

This is in reference to this recent post on Cosmere. The title is intentionally provocative, and the word "debatable" is doing a lot of heavy lifting. Still, I was surprised how fervently most commenters defended Kaladin. It seems to me that Kaladin is constantly doubting himself and struggling with what is right, and so too should the reader. There are many things to talk about, which commenters in the original thread have pointed out, but in this post I want to focus on his role as a soldier in Amaram's army, which is, in my opinion, his biggest moral failing.
The basic argument is this: even a non-pacifist should agree that a war requires very good justification and defaults to being unjust otherwise. After all, wars involve a lot of killing. A soldier, then, has a moral duty to avoid participating in unnecessary wars, lest he become a murderer. Amaram's wars are clearly pointless and unnecessary, yet, Kaladin continues to willingly participate.
He does this by intentionally separating people into "us" and "them," and protecting only the "us."

There were six spearmen here, all wearing brown. Kaladin spun among them in a wild offensive rush. His spear seemed to flow of its own accord. He swept the feet out from under one man, took down another with a thrown knife. He was like water running down a hill, flowing, always moving. He could not be stopped. [...] Odd. There hadn't been a breeze before. Now it seemed to envelope him. All six enemy spearmen were dead or incapacitated.

He protected Cenn -- a laudable achievement -- but did so by killing 6 people. Compare this with the appearance of Shallan's brother, the shardbearer:

"NO!" Kaladin bellowed. "NO!" Dallet's body fell back to the ground, eyes seeming to catch alight, smoke rising from them. The shardbearer cut down Cyn and trampled Lyndel before moving on. It was all done with nonchalance, like a woman pausing to wipe a spot on the counter. (Ch. 47, WoK)

It is unsurprising and very understandable that Kaladin would detest the man killing his friends. But the intensity of this hatred is nevertheless ironic, especially considering that the ease with which Helaran kills Kaladin's squad is eerily similar to the ease with which Kaladin killed the spearmen. Each of those six spearmen was "Dallet" to someone. When Helaran kills Kaladin's friends, we feel Kaladin's pain, his anger, and his grief, but he himself had just caused such grief moments before, without a second thought. We should not overlook this, just because we did not see the Kaladin on the other side cry out in pain as our Kaladin slaughtered his friends.
I think most people would rightly point out that Kaladin is the most honorable and good he can possibly be, given that he is a soldier fighting a messy war. I would agree -- but it is not a given that he has to be a soldier. Even after coming to Amaram's army:

He stood watching as [the surgeon's] apprentices folded bandages. Kaladin had once idly considered getting wounded so he could join them. [...] Kaladin hadn't been able to do it. Wounding himself seemed cowardly. (Ch. 47, WoK).

It would be one thing if Kaladin carefully weighed the choices of protecting by killing, or refusing to kill, and reluctantly made the choice to kill for the greater good. But this is not what he does:

"How can you hurt people, Tukks? They're just poor darkeyed slobs like us." "I think about my mates," Tukks said. "[...] My squad is my family now." "So you kill someone else's family?" [...] "Don't worry about the war. Or even the battle. Focus on your squadmates, Kal. Keep them alive."

Following Tukks's advice, Kaladin forces himself to ignore the humanity of the enemy, focusing instead on protecting his friends. This works, until the battle in Kholinar, and Kaladin is forced to reckon with the fact that the "enemy" could be his friends too.
I do not mean to suggest that Kaladin is a bad person. But there are characters (Renarin, Lift, etc.) who are good in the sense that they have not killed unnecessarily, and Kaladin, who is surely responsible for many orphans, widows, and grieving parents, is not one of them. This automatically makes him a morally gray character. In the end, this is a good thing! Kaladin would be a boring character otherwise. Kaladin uses Tukks's crutch of partitioning people into groups: the weak, the innocent, and friends and allies are to be protected, but others not fitting these categories can be killed in service of that protection. Throughout the series, this justification becomes weaker and weaker, until it eventually cracks in Oathbringer, causing him to freeze, and plunging him deeper into a depression that he spends all of RoW recovering from. It is only because Kaladin is a morally gray character that he is able to have this character arc at all.

Alright, so this is probably gonna be short because there's no lyrics yet and i have an auditory processing disorder BUT! I think I can make out what is being said (found the lyrics as i was writing the post, prepare for this to be a long one)
little background info: Amnesia is loss of memory, these can be experiences, facts about yourself, etc etc. Everyone knows that trope in fiction where guy hits their head and forgets who they are, that's generalized amnesia, super rare, usally it's more localized/selective (specific period of time or memories related to a specific thing). Dissociative Amnesia is the term for when amnesia has a psychological origin instead of a physical origin, usually caused by trauma or other intensely stressful events. I know a lot about that 'cus I got dissociative amnesia
ANYWAY
now that that has been explained, here is my EVIDENCE!
"Did it really happen or were they pieces thrown around, the past is built on lies and one word could break it down" not 100% sure I wrote that right, but whatever. I think this line could be about a false view of the past as a result of dissociative amnesia and that "one word" or piece of evidence could shatter that because they could realize they don't remember something (most people with dissociative amnesia don't realize what they don't remember unless it's pointed out)
"Floating recollections scanning for patterns to compare" This line seems to indicate the protagonist (speckle) can remember some things around the event/events/period of time that is forgotten and is trying to compare fragmented memories "floating recollections" to piece together what happened
"The sweetness of your face, and the tenderness of your warm embrace, somehow they left a bitter taste." I think this line indicates the dissociative amnesia was caused by a person, perhaps someone who caused severe stess/trauma after appearing to be nice.
"There's nothing to trace, painful times they were all erased"
I think this means that the painful memories (trauma/severe stress, maybe something else) were "erased" as is the thing that happens with dissociative amnesia
"And yet my body's screaming don't make the same mistakes"
I think this is talking about their behaviour still being influenced by the events, despite the lack of recall ability, as events that were forgotten with dissociative amnesia are not actually "lost" in the brain per say, but have been shown to often still influence behaviour even if they cannot be consciously recalled.
"Can I go ahead and surrender, to the visions that I just can't remember" This is an interesting one, some people who have past trauma they can't remember will have flashbacks that they can't remember the content of once they end (I would know, I get these)
"Reveal all the trauma I suffered I'll relive it all to be born much stronger"
I think this is about the dissociative amnesia being remembered/finding out about the events another way
"Then there's no way someone else can repeat What you did to me"
Sounds like the person is not wanting to get over the trauma and keep it in their head so they're always prepared for the future if/when something like that were to happen again
""Did that really happen?" Thoughts into voices now reshaped"
Perhaps doubting that it really happened if the dissociative amnesia hasn't fully lifted or simply denial?
"I wished for recovery But was given no escape"
This could be interpreted quite a few ways, could be that the person was unable to escape during the trauma (as is often the case with complex traumas, the type that is more likely to cause dissociative amnesia) or is unable to escape the memories of the trauma in their mind, perhaps both.
"Now I see through all your endeavours And the sinful scars that I'll hold forever"
I think this is about them being able to see through the person who caused the trauma's facade of niceness or something like that, and about the permanent mental scarring(or maybe physical too) as a result of the trauma
"Was there any chance for me to run Was there something different that I could've done"
Ruminating over the trauma/blaming self for it possibly.
"I'm left with a mangled mind that repeats What you did to me"
Sounds like it's talking about flashbacks/intrusive memories as a result of PTSD, and a "mangled mind" meaning all the consequences of that.
"There was a reason they were thrown away Why they were locked behind from my display"
Possible regret from finding out the memories? In therapy it's often approached very carefully as when the amnesia lifts a lot of terrible emotions can bubble up really fast.
"And now my memory's in disarray It forced a reinstall Remember to forget them all"
Not entirely sure what this means but maybe it's about still-existing gaps in memory because of the amnesia or the memories were remembered suddenly and "forced" back and now want to be forgotten again
That concludes my lengthy interpretation of "Memory Merge" by Yonkagor! Perhaps the music video releasing tomorrow will shine more light on what this means!

He's not very photogenic, but here he is next to a standard 16.9 Oz water bottle for reference. Any ideas about his age? I feel like he's too little to be away from his mom. He is eating both wet food and dry food. He frequents the litter box. I can't tell if he's pooping or not, but he's not bloated even after eating. A loose dog chased him up under my shed. I left him outside for about an hour (watching from the window in case the dog came back) to see if his mom would hear his cries and come find him, but she didn't. So I brought him in. I've tried to find an owner with no luck. I made an appointment to give him to the animal shelter, but they're over capacity so I don't know when they'll be able to take him in. He's staying with me until he gets an intake appointment. I want to keep him, but I can't afford a vet right now. I just need to know if there's anything to do or lookout for until the shelter gives us an intake appointment.

hi all. I've (21, NB AFAB) been recently getting assessed by my therapist for BPD (specifically quiet type) since my mental health has been concerning lately, and that dumbing it down to just "anxiety and depression" doesn't really go to the root cause for me. When I deal with my anger, I genuinely tend to suppress it until it eats me up. I have split a lot on my friends and biofam who trigger me the most. When I'm angry, I tend to be passive aggressive, cold, and look "dead" which scares a lot of people since they know me for being friendly. A lot of events in my life have led me to relapsing lately and splitting on people I realised were just my acquaintances. Ive cut them off from my life and from what I last heard, they're taking it personally and talking shit behind my back which I'm trying hard not to think so much about.
Anyways, I've been trying to understand BPD not just for my sake, but for my partner as well (23, GNC AFAB). they're wonderful and it's almost been a year of us together. when we first started out, she was looking into her BPD since she realised she has it alongside other mental health conditions (AuDHD, OCD and more). I've been trying to learn more about how anger shows up differently for us, but for them it's more violent. It is rare for her to be angry in front of me, because she's scared of ever hurting me like that. She does lash out to our cats to the point of physically hurting them, a rare occurance too (happens when shes sick and in pain, which is becoming a reoccuring issue bc of past issues coming back to bite her). I worry about our furbabies and her as well because I just don't know how to calm her down and deescalate conflict, especially when her anger is bad. At times I unintentionally trigger her and she's also working through her issues too. We communicate and talk things through and compromise. I just feel helpless and disheartened whenever her anger takes over.
Can anyone share their experiences with explosive anger and how you deal with it? How to cope, and how you would want to be comforted or grounded during angry episodes? I'd really appreciate it. I just want to understand my partner better and be there for her the best I could.

Hi, so I made a post about coming back yesterday, and am very happy that I did. I absolutely adore this game and I realize there is so much I never did when I used to play. I got multiple characters to 75 (which was the max when I quit) and finished all class stories. However, I never went datacron hunting, or did the planet questlines and decided this time I would love to make ONE character to experience all of it. With combat styles being able to swap to different specs would make it way more interesting, and eventually I could be endgame.
I realize this will take a lot of time due to how much content there is, and that's fine. I usually played empire, and figure I would like to play a Jedi this time (even though I've done their stories before). I was thinking of choosing a consular for the storyline, but choosing the Guardian as my initial style, then a Sage when I can choose my second. I'd be covered for tanking, healing or dps'ing, but I have heard that stealth is handy for certain things. Has anyone done something similar to try and 100% (or as close as possible) on one character? What two specs for a Jedi would be the most beneficial?
I have an established legacy on Satele Shan, as well as some credits (like 6 million or so in my Legacy Hold) and a bunch of random crap. However, I've thought about starting over on a new server like Star Forge, but I would lose a lot and it would make it quite a bit more challenging, as I have a lot of the legacy unlock stuff completed.
Looking for others experiences, as well as suggestions. I read the thread here about a new legacy (https://www.reddit.com/swtocomments/r53r70/a\_guide\_to\_optimizing\_a\_fresh\_legacy/) which was interesting.
Thanks! =)
Edit: Forgot to say for now, I am playing as Preferred status due to not being able to afford subbing. Also, I love to PVP and frequently would, but I've tried queuing and never seem to get a pop. Is this normal now? Is it better on one faction or the other, or on another server?

Let's just get to the gist to it. There's this boy, who we're going to call glasses. We both have fourth period math together with each other and sit right beside each other. We sit in groups of four in the class, and our table is centered towards the back of the room. Every day I had to help him with his work because he has trouble with understanding the lesson we're in. It's not like I'm a super smart student, but at least I understood the material. It wasn't a big deal for me. His grades overall for math and science are terrible. It's not a secret, the teacher has even made jokes before in the class about his grade. Everyone else at our table was pretty much the same way, so I felt bad that he had to sit with all of us.
I'm not sure how we got on the topic, but at one point, I was basically doing his work for him because he said he didn't understand anything, and in all honesty, I don't think he even was trying to do it. He had to have had some knowledge about what he was doing though, because when he finally did his own work, he would get every answer wrong. That didn't stop him from making dumbass remarks, using his phone to look up the answers to the questions, and watching tiktoks on his phone. The only reason I would have been helping him out, is because it makes the class more enjoyable. If you're just sitting there by yourself, the class can be really boring. He has this habit where he would just say the most randomness statements. For example, once we were in the middle of doing an assigned online lesson, he just randomly turns to me, and tells me I'm gay. He has no filter on his mouth. I don't pay him any attention, as I have never felt attraction to a guy.
Not saying he's ugly or anything, he's pretty average looking. I've seen worse looking people. He's got this nice taper haircut, and looks good when he keeps it freshly trimmed, he wears those clear glasses, and has a pretty nice big nose. Not in a bad way, but a good size, and shape. I don't think I've ever seen him without a black or grey hoodie. I'm pretty sure he has an addiction. He has a pretty average body too, a little skinny, but it suits him. It's not like it's bad or anything. I don't judge anyone on their looks. We're both about the same height, with him being about an inch taller, maybe? His personality is probably his most unique..? Interesting? attribute. He's not one to hold back from sharing his thoughts. Sometimes I have to put up with him making fun of me and my personality. Sometimes in a playful way, but I have a few traits that can be picked on. One thing that is probably his biggest flaw is his over confidence, and the fact that he thinks he's the best at everything.
He's constantly bragging about things. He's the kind of person that makes you want to punch him. Not the worst thing in the world, but not the best. When we first started having conversations, it was pretty casual and chill, but then it escalated into him getting to the point of being aggravating. He would say the stupidest stuff. He would make fun of the way I looked, my clothes, how tall I am, and just the way I spoke. I'm not a super social person, so it's not that hard to make me uncomfortable. But still, when he wasn't annoying me to the point of begging the teacher to move my seat, I could have some decent conversations with him. He wasn't all that bad. He just didn't have the filter between his brain and his mouth. That's something I respect about him. It's a good trait to have. He's the type of person that will always be honest, and won't sugar coat his words. Even if it might be considered offensive. We'd have a lot of occurrences when he would say something funny. I can't even count how many times he made me smile, and even laugh. I was never embarrassed or ashamed about laughing. Not once.
I can tell he likes the way I laugh. Whenever he gets me to laugh, he'll be staring at me with this big grin on his face. He doesn't hide the fact that he wants to stare at me. When he says something funny, and he gets my attention, he'll give me a smile. It's not a forced one, it's natural, and I can tell that he genuinely means it. Sometimes I'd feel him looking at me and I'd catch him staring. It was usually a quick glance, and he'd turn his head away. But I could see him looking. At first I was confused, but I eventually got used to it. I'm not going to lie, it does make me nervous. I don't like being stared at. It makes me feel awkward and uncomfortable. But I never told him that. He was probably just trying to get my attention.
He's got a very strong sense of humor, and a lot of the things he would say, even the most serious and inappropriate things, are actually really funny. The way he speaks, and how he carries himself, I can tell he has a lot of self confidence, and a big ego. He's not afraid to show it either. It's almost like a form of self expression. It's hard to explain. The way he expresses his personality, it's something you have to see. The funny thing is, he's not even a good student. I have no idea why he was placed in a class that was obviously above his grade level. The only reason he's probably passing is because the teacher lets him goof off. The way he talks and acts, I'm pretty sure the teacher knows that he's a big distraction to the class, and doesn't want to have to deal with him. So she gives him the benefit of the doubt. I have no idea why he even cares so much about his grades. He always talks about how he doesn't care, and that his grades don't matter. The thing is, his behavior shows the opposite. Every day he'll come into class, and sit there waiting for the teacher to finish instruction, and when we began to work, he asks me if I can help him. Sometimes he'll just copy my answers. I've never said no, and have always helped him out. I've tried giving him hints and suggestions about the material, but he just doesn't listen.
It's not like it matters to me anyway. If I'm not helping him, he'll ask another student. He's a real pain in the ass, but I don't blame him. If I were in his situation, I'd be the same way. He's not the best student, and probably one of the dumbest kids in the school. The funny thing is, is that he acts like he's so much smarter than me. Like he's better than everyone else. But he's not. He's just a stupid, annoying kid who's not very smart. But he tries. And that's what's important. So once again, we're sitting at our table, doing an assigned lesson, and everyone else is talking to the table mates or doing their own thing. I'm pretty sure the teacher was helping out other students who was stuck on a question. We were sitting right next to each other. I was doing my work, while he was on his phone and had barely even began the assignment. That's when I felt a hand rubbing up and down my thigh. I was wearing some heavy baggy jeans, and could feel his hand moving up and down. I looked and stared at him while removing his hand. He looked at me with this knowing grin, and turned his attention back to his phone. I couldn't even concentrate at that exact moment. He was just acting like nothing had happened. I could feel my heart beating fast and my face was hot. I don't know why, but it was.
A few more minutes went by and the hand returned to my thigh. I tried shaking it off, but he wasn't having it. He wasn't letting go. So I gave up and left his hand there. I couldn't even finish the problem I was on, I just sat there letting his hand rub up and down my thigh. I looked over at him, and he was just staring at me with a grin on his face. His hand was just gently rubbing, up and down, up and down. Then he stopped, and he slowly removed his hand. He turned back to his phone. I don't know what I was thinking, but I reached my hand over to his thigh. I didn't look at him, and just placed my hand on his thigh. It was a pretty firm squeeze, and he flinched slightly. It was almost as if his entire body stiffened. I practically froze up since I forgot to do the whole rubbing motion. It was probably the most awkward moment of my life. It wasn't the way I wanted to react, but my body did what it had to do. I started slowly, but firmly massaging his thigh, and could feel him starting to relax. His eyes were glued to his phone, and he wasn't paying attention to the hand that was rubbing up and down.
Eventually, I removed my hand as the end of class was nearing. He and a few other students started standing up and gathering their things. I remained in my seat, as I felt a slight stiffness in my pants. My heart was racing, and I could feel my hands starting to get sweaty. I wasn't expecting anything like this to happen. It was awkward, but I had this.. lustful feeling in my stomach. As I sat there, he went on the other side of me and slyly pressed his crotch up against my shoulder. I could feel heat radiating from his body. It was obvious why it was so warm, and I knew what was happening. It was a weird sensation. It's hard to describe. I could feel the heat from his pants on my shoulder. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to get me really flustered. I was starting to feel a little anxious. After that, the bell rang and everyone quickly gathered their belongings and left the room.
It was a weird feeling, and I couldn't even focus in class. I could barely think straight. I couldn't even finish the lesson we were assigned. I didn't know what to do. I was just caressing another guys leg. What was even worse was that the guy I was caressing, was the same guy who was always making fun of me. I was starting to panic. Was it wrong to have done that? Am I going to get in trouble? What if he tells someone? The only reason why I did it was because I was curious. What if someone saw us.
I'm really confused and I don't what to do. We've only have a week left of school, and then we'd have summer break. I want to ask him for his number. And I don't know why I want it. To talk? Hang out? Something else? What do people usually do to have fun with people like him? Should I ask him for his numbers?

(The post is slightly altered because the original text was more personal and directed at my friend)
All of this is stuff you’ve already heard before so this is just my personal looks at the album, its meaning, and why it’s probably the best rap album we’ll ever see.
If you have listened to TPAB all the way through then you remember that in the final track, Mortal Man, it’s Kendrick and someone else talking. I put this together and it’s just the conversation they have so you can easily read it and see who is talking when.
This is how I interpret albums meaning: TPAB is about the issues that African Americans will face due to the neglect of the U.S. government. The idea of the butterfly is a person who has become famous, or has power. That’s why in tracks like Wesley’s Theory, the opening track, the person talking says, “When the four corners of this cocoon collide You'll slip through the cracks hopin' that you'll survive Gather your weight, take a deep look inside Are you really who they idolize? To pimp a butterfly.” A butterfly is a transformed caterpillar, so in TPAB the idea of a caterpillar is someone who the government, or really anyone for that matter, doesn’t care about. Once they become famous (transform) and have power, they are treated better or like a butterfly.
Also, fun fact about TPAB that you prob already know. The original title was going to be “To Pimp a Caterpillar.” This was because it would then abbreviate to “2PAC” instead of TPAB.
Now for the conversation:
Kendrick: “I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence. Sometimes I did the same, abusing my power full of resentment. Found myself screaming in a hotel room. I didn’t wanna self destruct. The evils of Lucy was all around me, so I went running for answers. Until I came home, but that didn’t stop survivors guilt. Going back and forth, trying to convince myself the stripes I earned, or maybe how A-1 my foundation was. But while my loved ones were fighting a continuous war back in the dirty, I was entering a new one. A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination. Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned, the word was respect. Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man. Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets. If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us, but I don't know, I'm no mortal man, maybe I'm just another n*. Shit and that's all I wrote. I was gonna call it Another N** but, it ain't really a poem, I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to. Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla at you. I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa--, about a metaphor actually, you spoke on the ground. What you mean 'bout that, what the ground represent?”
Friend: “The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil…”
Kendrick - “Right…”
Friend: “That's how I see it, my word is bond. I see--and the ground is the symbol for the poor people, the poor people is gonna open up this whole world and swallow up the rich people. Cause the rich people gonna be so fat, they gonna be so appetising, you know what I'm saying, wealthy, appetizing. he poor gonna be so poor and hungry, you know what I'm saying it's gonna be like... there might be some cannibalism out this mutha, they might eat the rich.”
Kendrick: “Aight so let me ask you this then, do you see yourself as somebody that's rich or somebody that made the best of their own opportunities?”
Friend: “I see myself as a natural born hustler, a true hustler in every sense of the word. I took nothin', I took the opportunities, I worked at the most menial and degrading job and built myself up so I could get it to where I owned it. I went from having somebody manage me to me hiring the person that works my management company. I changed everything I realized my destiny in a matter of five years you know what I'm saying I made myself a millionaire. I made millions for a lot of people now it's time to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying. I made millions for the record companies, I made millions for these movie companies, now I make millions for us.”
Kendrick: “And through your different avenues of success, how would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?”
Friend: “and by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true. You know what I'm saying, and it was happening to me for a reason, you know what I'm saying, I was noticing, shit, I was punching the right buttons and it was happening. So it's no problem, you know I mean it's a problem but I'm not finna let them know. I'm finna go straight through.”
Kendrick: “Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall?”
Friend: “Shit, I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been threatened with resistance, it's been met with resistance. And not only me but it goes down my family tree. You know what I'm saying, it's in my veins to fight back.”
Kendrick: “Aight well, how long you think it take before n***** be like, we fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't win and I wanna lay it all down.”
Friend: “In this country a black man only have like 5 years we can exhibit maximum strength, and that's right now while you a teenager, while you still strong or while you still wanna lift weights, while you still wanna shoot back. Cause once you turn 30 it's like they take the heart and soul out of a man, out of a black man in this country. And you don't wanna fight no more. And if you don't believe me you can look around, you don't see no loud mouth 30-year old muthafuckas.”
Kendrick: “That's crazy, because me being one of your offspring of the legacy you left behind I can truly tell you that there's nothing but turmoil goin' on so I wanted to ask you what you think is the future for me and my generation today?”
Friend: “I think that n***** is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores and next time it's a riot there's gonna be, like, uh, bloodshed for real. I don't think America know that. I think American think we was just playing and it's gonna be some more playing but it ain't gonna be no playing. It's gonna be murder, you know what I'm saying, it's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831, up in this muthafucka. You know what I'm saying, it's gonna happen.”
Kendrick: “That's crazy man. In my opinion, only hope that we kinda have left is music and vibrations, lotta people don't understand how important it is. Sometimes I be like, get behind a mic and I don't know what type of energy I'mma push out, or where it comes from. Trip me out sometimes.”
Friend: “Because the spirits, we ain't even really rappin', we just letting our dead homies tell stories for us.”
Kendrick: I wanted to read one last thing to you. It's actually something a good friend had wrote describing my world. It says: "The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it. Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect itself from this mad city. While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive. One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly. The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness, and the beauty within the caterpillar. But having a harsh outlook on life the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak and figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits. Already surrounded by this mad city the caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him. He can no longer see past his own thoughts. He's trapped. When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take roots, such as going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city The result? Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant. Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations that the caterpillar never considered, ending the internal struggle. Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different, they are one and the same. What's your perspective on that? Pac? Pac? Pac?!”

I'm told women want a man who knows what he wants, so here's the whole nine yards. If there is anything here that you are not willing to accept, then don't. You will not change me now or years down the line. Obviously I intend to grow and mature (as one ought to), but I have decided who I am and what I want out of a relationship.
I am looking for a woman that I can make a permanent covenant bond with; I have no interest in flings or "long-term relationships."
I don't intend to come across as bitter or angry with any of this, just clear and up-front. It makes things easier for both of us.
A bit about me:
My faith in Christ is paramount in my life. I would not be where I am without him. In taking interests in various things, I've learned a lot about God's character and design. Each new thing I learn fills me with more worship of him and wonder at his works. It is very important to me that you share this admiration of God.
I have a full-time job that I am very satisfied with, but what I feel truly passionate about is art and storytelling. To be honest, I've hit a bit of a block lately as far as my output. But I've been trying to find my feet so I can make something valuable to share with the world. I think that art and stories are a fundamental part of being human, not just a luxury. So pretty much any kind of art will spark passion in me, be it music, cinema, video games, literature, video essay, sculpture, etc. I could go back and forth for hours on a lot of things. My hope is that you and I will be able to enjoy art together and create some of our own.
I frequently spend time with another gentleman from my Church and we enjoy conversations about personal projects and contemporary issues, along with walks along beaches and park trails. He is a very important friend in my life, and I am lucky to know such a kind soul. Things aren't well with my family, so I really need that kind of presence.
While I rely on my bicycle for transport (no car), it's not a problem for me. I've been riding bikes since I was in elementary school (maybe even before). It would be really nice to ride down some trails with you.
What I expect from you:
-You need to be a follower of Jesus Christ. God needs to be an active part of your life because I intend to raise our children under Biblical values.
-You need hobbies and interests apart from me. I'm fine with helping you find things you like.
-You need to have no mileage.
-You must be humble and respectful. "Boss babe" attitudes are not attractive to me.
-You cannot have any tattoos or piercings.
-No cosmetic products. It's not good for your body and I am attracted women, not makeup. This includes fake nails and fake eyelashes. I don't need you to look "pretty." You character is more important to me.
-Related to the previous, no use of image filters in photos. I do not like the type of people who are vain and vapid enough to feel the need to use filters on their photos.
-Again related to the previous, you need to have a limited social media presence. If you have a business or post something of value (like art, for example), then I have no problem. What I'm talking about is having an Instagram or Facebook account where you make random posts to nobody in particular to "update" the internet on your life or post tons of pictures of yourself online. Basing your self-worth on the comments and likes from strangers on the internet is unhealthy, and I find people's obsessive need to take pictures of themselves very unattractive and vain.
-If we marry, I expect you treat me as the head of the house. There can't be two leaders in a household because one will have to submit to the other.
-I expect you to view marriage as something that you put work into. Marriages are a team effort, so I expect you to be a help meet.
-You need to treat me like a partner, not an adversary. Getting into arguments and nagging me helps neither of us. You must have conflict-resolution skills and a solution mindset.
-You need excellent communication skills. This means understanding yourself, putting your thoughts into words other people can understand, and verbalizing things rather than expecting me to read your thoughts.
-You cannot play games with me. Telling me about other guys to make me jealous or planning dates for specific days to pressure me into committing to you are wicked and manipulative.
-While we are dating, you cannot have a "backup plan." I expect you to not be splitting your attention between me and other men. This includes spending time outside of work with other men (family excluded).
-You must be in shape. Don't be dishonest with yourself about your weight; check your BMI. This includes being underweight, anorexic, and bulimic.
-You cannot have taken any COVID-19 vaccinations from any provider.
-No smoking, drugs, or drunkenness.
-I expect you to completely renounce fast food if we date or marry. We will never feed our children McDonald's.
What you can expect from me:
-While we are dating, I will not be speaking to other women.
-I cannot meet your height, money, or attractiveness expectations. I am simply an average dude. I am critical, abstract, and imaginative in my thinking though.
-I will not ask you to do something that is unreasonable or demeaning. I will only ask of you what I expect from myself. No relationship is going to be 50/50 100% of the time, but I will put forth the effort I am able to. I expect the same out of you.
-I will not raise my hand against you. My hands will be a safe place for you.
-I will be available to listen to your troubles and help you bear through them.
-I will not demean you or humiliate you, whether or not you are in the room.
-I will show leadership in our house and exercise restraint with a mild temper.
-I will cherish you and treat you as my own body.
-I will devote myself to displaying my love for you in a language you understand, even if I am feeling distant from you because of troubles we face. I expect the same from you.
-I will not turn to another woman and betray you.
-I intend to keep every promise that I make with you.
-I will treat our children with patience and kindness, but diligently discipline them and instruct them appropriately.
Please tell me a bit about yourself and what you expect out of a relationship, but be practical and clear. A list of platitudes like "loyal, honest, etc" does not help me understand what you're looking for. Think about what your expectations look like in a tangible, everyday way.

I just want you to hear me, nobody else, just you. Hear how I’m crying for help with this fake smile. Hear the sadness and pain in my eyes. I know you can’t hear me anymore but I’ll keep trying anyway. I just want to tell you how despite me being the happiest I’ve ever been, with work going well, me being healthy, and I even found a girl that makes me truly happy that I love more than anything, but despite all that I still think about doing it every day. I still think about just finishing the job in hopes that when I’m gone maybe you will hear me. I want to ask you to pull this steel out of my hand, I want you to be there for me like you were back then. Please just hear me before I do something I can’t take back. I know you won’t, I know I’m on my own this time, I just hope I have the strength left to stay away from the dark, I hope I have the strength that you didn’t.
Sincerely, your happy little brother.

I'll try to keep this brief to avoid being confusing. The doctors I am questioning the behavior of are my OBGYN and the doctor who was supposed to perform my HSG.
My OBGYN ordered for me to do an HSG. She did not tell me what would happen other than dye being injecting. When I was leaving, a nurse stopped to ask if I had been prescribed any pain medications, I said no, and so she sent me back for my doctor to prescribe pain medications (so I was NOT warned it would be painful by my doctor).
I show up for the HSG, the nurse tries to inject me with an anti-spasmodic. I say hold on, does this interact with my epilepsy medications? (My OBGYN knows I'm epileptic, and I've seen first hand that it's written in my file along with the medications I take.)
The nurse gets the doctor that will perform the procedure. That doctor then loudly and repeatedly refuses to perform the procedure unless another doctor greenlights it because, "I'm not taking responsibility if something goes wrong."
I ask this doctor several times if she had bothered to even look at my file before trying to start the procedure/process, and she refuses to answer.
They try contacting my OBGYN (she works at another hospital a few days per week) and she says, "I'm busy with other patients, figure it out." For unknown reasons, they never bother calling a pharmacist.
So then I'm kicked out of the room after 2 hours of back and forth.
Afterward I'm very upset (other unprofessional behavior happened by other staff members at the hospital as well but not relevant to this question). I contact my OBGYN's assistant, she says she'll talk to my OBGYN the following day because she (the assistant) also thinks the HSG doctor was acting inappropriately.
Next day, I get a message from the assistant basically saying that my OBGYN said that finding out whether medications and medical procedures she's ordered are safe for me is NOT her (the OBGYN) job. I'm not new to visiting different doctors, and I've had doctors refer to other doctors because they themselves weren't familiar with PCOS or epilepsy, but I've NEVER had a doctor tell me it's not their job to make sure what they're prescribing me is safe? In fact, my previous OBGYN specifically asked for the contact information for my neurologist so she could collaborate treatment with her.
Despite my very different experiences, the fact that 2 doctors at this hospital both claimed it wasn't their jobs to ensure a medical procedure or medication is safe is making me question myself.
From my perspective, it seems like they're being lazy. If you aren't willing or able to treat a patient with medical problems, why are you a doctor? Why would you even bother accepting me as a patient? What do you do when you have a patient with undiagnosed medical conditions?
But nonetheless, is it somehow possible every doctor I've had previously was just going the extra mile, and these doctors are correct that its not their job?
And honestly, it really bothers me that I was pushed to do an HSG instead of take my next round of fertility drugs without being informed that the procedure would likely be painful. I didn't get to do an HSG or do fertility treatments so I basically lost a whole cycle for nothing.
My husband is going to the hospital administration about the other professionalism issues in this hospital, but I'm wondering how big of a deal should be made about these doctors?

I just want you to hear me, nobody else, just you. Hear how I’m crying for help with this fake smile. Hear the sadness and pain in my eyes. I know you can’t hear me anymore but I’ll keep trying anyway. I just want to tell you how despite me being the happiest I’ve ever been, with work going well, me being healthy, and I even found a girl that makes me truly happy that I love more than anything, but despite all that I still think about doing it every day. I still think about just finishing the job in hopes that when I’m gone maybe you will hear me. I want to ask you to pull this steel out of my hand, I want you to be there for me like you were back then. Please just hear me before I do something I can’t take back. I know you won’t, I know I’m on my own this time, I just hope I have the strength left to stay away from the dark, I hope I have the strength that you didn’t.
Sincerely, your happy little brother.

I used chat gpt to bring my character to life
Name: Fenn Lycan
Clothing:

• Hair: Deep dark blue, styled in a wild, unkempt manner reminiscent of midnight skies. • Eyes: Intense electric blue, glowing faintly when he taps into his aura. • Outfit: • Top: Blue hoodie worn underneath a dark blue jacket with a black wolf emblem on the back, symbolizing his connection to his namesake and his affinity for animals. • Underneath: Form-fitting black combat suit with blue accents. • Footwear: Sleek black combat boots that enhance his agility and speed. 

Personality:

• Energetic and Passionate: Fenn has a vibrant energy and a deep passion for becoming a hero, always striving to be the best version of himself. • Determined and Ambitious: He is fiercely ambitious and determined to protect those in need, never backing down from a challenge. • Playful Side: Despite his serious goals, Fenn enjoys cracking jokes and lighthearted banter with his friends. • Love for Cooking and Eating: Fenn finds joy in creating and sharing delicious meals, often cooking for his companions. • Affinity for Animals: He has a soft spot for animals, frequently spending his free time caring for stray creatures he encounters. 

Weapon:
Name: Blue Fang

• Sheath: • Made of durable and lightweight material, adorned with intricate patterns. • Can be used as a battering weapon. • Houses the blade when Blue Fang is in sword form, providing both protection and style. • Can transform into the sword form or the assault rifle/shotgun combo form. • Sword Form: • Blade: Crafted from high-quality steel, approximately 3 feet in length, with a deep blue hue. • Appearance: Reflects the moonlit night, evoking a wolf’s gaze; features blue and black detailing along the blade and hilt. • Grip: Comfortable, allowing for precise strikes and fluid movements. • Functionality: Suitable for close combat, enabling swift engagement with opponents. • Assault Rifle/Shotgun Combo Form: • Transformation: The blade retracts into the sheath, revealing the rifle/shotgun hybrid. • Semi-automatic Mode: Fires high-velocity rounds with accuracy, ideal for engaging enemies at range. • Shotgun Mode: Unleashes scatter rounds with a pump-action mechanism, devastating opponents at close quarters. • Telescopic Sight: Aids in long-range targeting for precision shots. • Detailing: Blue and black along its body, seamlessly integrating with the overall design. • Dust Integration: • Imbues bullets with elemental properties such as fire, ice, lightning, enhancing combat effectiveness. • Versatile against Grimm, exploiting their weaknesses with strategic Dust usage. 

Semblance:
Name: Kinetic Velocity

• Ability: Absorbs and stores kinetic energy within Fenn’s body. • Enhancements: Utilizes stored energy to enhance speed, agility, and power in combat. • Devastating Attacks: Releases stored energy to deliver powerful strikes, slashes, or shots. • Potency: The more kinetic energy absorbed, the more potent the attacks. • Risks: Excessive use or depleting stored energy can lead to physical strain and fatigue, requiring strategic usage. 

Mode:
Name: Kinetic Overdrive

• Heightened State: Fenn unleashes all stored kinetic energy, significantly increasing his speed, strength, and aura. • Blur of Motion: Moves with unparalleled agility and force, overwhelming formidable opponents. • Risks: Prolonged use can result in immense physical pain and exhaustion, making it a risky tactic to be used sparingly. • Visual Cue: In this mode, Fenn’s pupils narrow into slits, a visual manifestation of his heightened state of determination or aggression, signaling his preparedness for battle. • Pupil Transformation: When Fenn gets really frustrated, pissed, or serious, his pupils narrow into slits, indicating his heightened focus and intense emotional state. This transformation reflects his inner resolve and serves as a warning to his adversaries, signaling that he is not to be underestimated. 

There’s a Scorpio man I work with who stands behind me frequently. There’s been at least four separate occasions where I turn around and I can see him standing right behind me from my peripheral vision. Recently he was standing behind me but initiated conversation. I didn’t even realize he was there the whole time. We don’t know each other very well, but I sense he’s aware of me. I actually don’t mind considering he’s pretty cute, but do any of you Scorpios do this too? His energy feels quite dominant in a good way. Intense but not overbearing. I recall I was walking back to my department and like a magnet he attached himself next to me and walked along side of me before getting behind me. Perhaps he wanted to say something and changed his mind. Again, it’s appealing because I find him attractive, but oh man. 😅

Focusing on the word ghost, isn't it plausible that sukuna is dying and he's having visions?
He may still have cursed energy, but the physical toll has to have him in the red. Yuji and todo put in work and yuji landed ANOTHER black flash - also to his weakpoint and Yuji followed up by digging deeper with his claws. Yuji is at least a knuckle deep with every finger.
I think sukuna is so enthralled with the battle and his tolerance or nonexistent sense of pain has turned him into a CIPA patient.
Also Yuji may be trying to get his lick back when Sukuna ripped out HIS heart way back