I was talking about how i wanted to go somewhere for my first spring break as a freshman with some friends and she shut it down. She said I should stay home, but when im at home im not really happy unless no one is around and im in my room.
I was talking about how i have never swam in at a beach and wanted to see and do new things in this new chapter of my life and she basically said that was stupid and asked why would i wanted to do that.
When i was showing her new hairstyles she made faces and said they were all ugly. So i said it’s my head not hers and she stopped responding.
I wanted to order a book (one by yukio mishima) and she said why and that it was dumb. I explained that the book was about stigma blah blah and she said i only wanted it because i was hiding something (as if it was a smut/sex book). You don’t even need to pay for those I could go on Wattpad like right now but wtv.
When i told her i wanted to learn more languages (i am only studying one outside of English) she said why and made faces.
I told her about what i wanted my future jobs to be and she said i could do another one instead. She does this every time i mention it.
When I talked about studying abroad she said no and that was stupid though i know the language.
She puts me down but brags about my achievements to everyone else. I stay in my room and don’t call unless i have to bc she just makes me so angry and I can’t do anything about it. And years of this has lead to me being easily annoyed/angry/feeling attacked and I have no patience. When I said up for myself she just stops talking. I don’t like being around her because she pretends like nothing happened afterwards.
I just want to live my life without her incessant yapping. What do I do?

As the title states, I have low density hair which means with certain styles you can see a lot of scalp *sigh.* I never had box braids or twists before, but I'm afraid to commit due to the fear of it really showing how sparse my scalp is. I'm going to Mexico this year and really need a protective hairstyle that won't make me look crazy. Or maybe I'm overthinking this? Anyone have any tips or suggestions?

I was talking about how i wanted to go somewhere for my first spring break as a freshman with some friends and she shut it down. She said I should stay home, but when im at home im not really happy unless no one is around and im in my room.
^I was talking about how i have never swam in at a beach and wanted to see and do new things in this new chapter of my life and she basically said that was stupid and asked why would i wanted to do that.
When i was showing her new hairstyles she made faces and said they were all ugly. So i said it’s my head not hers and she stopped responding.
I wanted to order a book (one by yukio mishima) and she said why and that it was dumb. I explained that the book was about stigma blah blah and she said i only wanted it because i was hiding something (as if it was a smut/sex book). You don’t even need to pay for those I could go on Wattpad like right now but wtv.
When i told her i wanted to learn more languages (i am only studying one outside of English) she said why and made faces.
I told her about what i wanted my future jobs to be and she said i could do another one instead. She does this every time i mention it.
When I talked about studying abroad she said no and that was stupid though i know the language.
She puts me down but brags about my achievements to everyone else. I stay in my room and don’t call unless i have to bc she just makes me so angry and I can’t do anything about it. And years of this has lead to me being easily annoyed/angry/feeling attacked and I have no patience. When I said up for myself she just stops talking. I don’t like being around her because she pretends like nothing happened afterwards.
I just want to live my life without her incessant yapping. What do I do?

the title is pretty straightforward. i just LOVE how box braids look, and always wanted to get them done, but i'm not sure if they'd look good on me or not... i have short hair and bangs, and a big forehead with a heart shaped hairline (i don't know if it has a name, that's the best way i could describe it 😭) that looks like it's receding in some points since i've had long hair for years and they were always tied in a tight high ponytail. all these things make me wonder if getting box braids would be a good idea or a terrible one-
(since i'm white and i've seen many "cultural appropriation" debates on internet regarding this hairstyle, i want to specify that from my point of view, it's more like "cultural appreciation", i just love how they look, but if you think getting them done would be disrespectful, please let me know: i don't want, by any mean, offend anyone ⁾

So, I've watched the AITA videos on YouTube all the time, so I thought I would bring a couple of my stories here. (This is a long one, so bear with me.) I tried to post this on another aita page but there were too many rules. I'm sure everyone else has a more interesting story than me. also new here don't know how the app works. so chill on me.
I (19, female) recently moved out of my apartment so I could save for a better one. So, I recently went back to my moms for a bit (40, female) with her husband (35, male). Before I even thought about coming back home, my mom always told me, "Come back home. You can have the room back. Nobody helps me with the dog or clean. We missed you so much; I've been depressed since you've been gone."
Now, before I get to the story, let me give you some background on my (16, female) sister. I'll give her a fake name. Let's call her Nya. My mom would complain about how my sister (27 female), who has custody of my sister, uses my sister's taxes for herself and my niece, and Nya never gets anything. Now, I understand her frustration, but she's a hypocrite. She asked my dad's wife if she could claim me last year. Mind you, I was 18, and if Shes complaining that my sister should've gotten her taxes, then mine should've gone to me, all $5,000 of it, but I didn't trip about it at first. Well, she got me furniture with the taxes after I told her I did not want or need any furniture in my room, so I had stuff I didn't even want when I already had stuff. She told me, "When you move, you can take it." Well, I moved to my boyfriend's mom's house for a couple of months and then got my own apartment. I went to ask if I could get my furniture, and she's going to say, "Oh. Nya sleeps in here when she visits on weekends, and it's set up to be her room." she could've kept my old furniture in storage if she was going to play in my face like that. Nya only visits 8 times out of the whole month unless it's a holiday, no school, or half a day. She could've given me my furniture. I was laying on an old mattress that came from my boyfriend's moms place and it hurt our backs. I was paying so much for rent and just to live that I couldn't afford to get a new one. I really hated Nya because she knew what she was doing. On my birthday, she got gifted more things than I did because she had an attitude. But when it was hers, I didn't get NOTHING. Imagine someone else getting more gifts than you on your own birthday. They had me pierce my own nose at 15, but Nya professionally got hers done. My nose closed up, and we've done this about 6 times, but they got her pierced twice on both sides her nose. When she'd come over, if they'd go out, she'd always ask for something, and if she didn't get her way, she wouldn't speak with my mother or her husband. Almost every time I see her, she has something new that my mom got her. She comes over and uses my mom; she doesn't even hang out with my mom when she's here unless they go out. She hides in the room. And ironically, every time I leave stuff around her, it goes missing. She would steal stuff from my mom too, and the whole time, it would be something of mine that my mom was holding onto for me. Over $300 worth of stuff she's stolen or got CAUGHT stealing. She's able to call my mom a (b word), but I was told, "You can cuss; just don't ever call me a (b word)." Like my sister basically owns her at this point. You might've already seen where this was going.
My mom called me the day I was packing, which was literally Tuesday. It's been no more than 4-5 days, and it's already been so much drama. She had an attitude like she was surprised I was coming back, but me and her spoke several times the month before about it. She swore up, down, left, and right that it was okay. Silly me for thinking my mother, of all people, could be relied on. Well, she picks me up and complains how I had too many bags (it was 5 black bags and like 5 tiny grocery bags. My boyfriend had most of the other stuff, including big furniture that he was taking with his mom because she has a house. my mom has an apartment). I'm not surprised she was complaining; it's all she does. She said she didn't know what to do with the room yet because she "didn't want to pick favorites." The craziest part was Nya herself said I can stay in here and remember that its important.
She waited till about 9 o'clock PM to tell me that I could sleep in there. Now I had several bags, and they would've cried if they were all in the living room, so I took them in the room, but by now, you can probably tell nothing pleases them. A1 complainers. Well, everything was fine at first until my older sister texted me Friday night and said, 'Mom and Nya don't know how to tell you ONCE AGAIN that they don't want you in that room. I'm not trying to start drama; I just want you to know they said you moved Nya's stuff and threw it on the floor.' This did, however, create drama. Also, what does she mean by 'AGAIN'? And I didn't throw a THING on that floor. My sister literally didn't sleep the whole time because she was so ever so sick that I was in here relaxing with my man who came to visit. So, I did text my mom how I felt, and I told her about how she gets everything, but she wants to say 'bull they say you were the princess' when I was like freaking 5, yeah. What have you really done but make me feel less than the other? So comes morning, and her husband came banging on the door telling me to unlock it (the door was already unlocked. Get a load of this guy.), and I'm GROWN; this man really came at me sideways talking about 'get the f in the living room.' Mind you, I have a past with anxiety; I will faint, and they know this. I don't like arguing. I said, 'No, I'm leaving.' Now I didn't know where I was going to go yet because my boyfriend's mom has all 6 of her kids in the house right now with no space. So I had to call my Poppop the WHOLE time my stepfather would not shut up. (Ohh, brother, this guy stinks.) My mom wouldn't stop screaming, and I got stressed and screamed to just stop, and I started crying because of course, I have anxiety and I'm overwhelmed because its 3 people yelling over something they said i could do. My chest was tight, and I was shaking. Then my mom really had the audacity to tell Nya, 'She don't want u in here because she said u stole.' I told my mom to keep that private. My sister was stealing my underwear, and I told her (funny because I literally JUST bought her some clothes and underwear). I asked her to keep it between us. Oh boy, I won't tell her NOTHING again. I forgot she got a fat mouth. Anyways, I called my grandpa, and I'm his baby, so how could he ever say no? He's the only one that ever cares for me anymore. I felt bad because my mom started crying, so I said, 'I'll be back tomorrow it's ok.' Stupid, I know. Because she didn't care when I was crying and using the inhaler trying to get air.
And might I add, my sister said 'no what did I steal. She can come say it to my face.' I wanted to knock her socks off. She literally left to go to a friend's because I was in the room after she said I could be in there. That should tell you she didn't come to hang out with mom. Everything about her makes me mad. She does stuff that I do, and she thinks I don't notice. She took my style, even my personality, and my interests. Like I'm a hello kitty girl. I wear hello kitty pants, Kuromi bookbags, and just hello kitty anything including my decor. And I paint so I have hello kitty paintings (I'm good at it too), and she happened to all of a sudden like it too. My hairstyles are unique; I do my own thing. She tries to do her hair like mine. All the TV shows and YouTubers I watch, she started all of a sudden liking. At first, it was cute; I thought she looked up to me. Until I realized she's just trying to BE ME, and she doesn't even like me. Anyways, I went to my Poppop and my Nanas, and my mom tried to guilt trip me on Facebook, and I told them everything that happened, and they agree with me that my mom is being unfair, considering I will be there for about 30 days and my sister only 8 times out of the month. I told my mother that now my sister won't be comfortable coming here because she doesn't know how to just shut up and just be a mother. My nana said it was so immature to really tell Facebook that we 'hate' her. Also, can I add that I've only been here 4 days because I went to my Poppop's last night. Then my mom had the audacity to tell me to keep the room clean when it was a mess. Then when I went to clean it, she told me to leave the stuff there. My sister didn't have it clean; it was a mess. I moved out this little fireplace and 2 blankets, and that's literally what they were mad about. Excuse me for cleaning your brown smoked out and molded walls and provided more space. Excuse me for cleaning the bedding that had cat fur all over it because I couldn't breathe. Cry a river.
so aita?

I 26m have grown my hair out pretty long over the last couple of years. It’s long and very curly. Looking for a change of pace with my hair and want to chop it off. Any suggestions? I like some messy hairstyles but wouldn’t mind upkeep if need be for another style.
Edit: I also have a beard that i usually keep trimmed

Your fashion choices (clothing, shoes, jewlery, hairstyle - even the car you drive) publicly signify to others a large amount of information about yourself. These can include your economic or social status, your group belonging, your values or beliefs, your role in society, or even your particular place of employment. Out of biological necessity (there are very few places on earth humans can survive without clothing, year round) you are condemned to participate in this language game of signifying to others private information about yourself through the fashion choices you make (note also that walking round naked within society is itself a fashion choice). Even if you don't want to signify anything, or wish to remain private and anonymous (short of becoming some type of off-grid recluse).
Well, I don't like being condemned to communicate anything about myself to others. There is a very rude, intrusive lack of privacy in the world, and I would prefer to exist invisibly. As such, my fashion choices have over the years settled upon a non-descript "tradie outfit." In public I wear a plain high-vis hoodie and work pants. It is what I believe communicates the least about myself, (although obviously still signifies a large amount of information). It appears to others as a kind of uniform (i.e. not a deliberate fashion choice of my own), yet non-specific as to which job or role I occupy (other than blue-collar).
I realize this is highly neurotic, but it is an attempt to mitigate a negative feature of the world - our being condemned to publicity. There is no choice but to signify - to communicate, to be watched, observed, seen or judged by others. Ones life, actions, values, beliefs and choices are not private - they are (in principle) accessible to others. Our phenomenology is that of being embodied within a public world - our body itself being an object for others to observe. Even the penultimate attempt to opt-out of the world's publicity - to commit suicide - is an absolute spectacle of paramedics, police, coronial inquiries and ones loved ones knowing that is the choice you made. Sure, you can commit suicide - but everyone will know you did it. There's just no anonymity in the world, no privacy - we are condemned to publicity.

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Chris became famous in 2011 when he attacked people who love and worship Satan during the 2007-2010 Christian year. Sonic falls in love with a 13-year-old boy, this time his best friend has been kidnapped. It's about the game. But he didn't want a new permit. However, he resigned after a year. In 2011, he quit after a few months. In 2014, Chris came out as transgender in the song "Tom Girl".
Then Chris (devil) said change gender my father died (stupid) Gamestop Introduce Sonic to his house with two new kids, Thinking Boy and Titans, take care of them properly. change them and introduce them to strange ideas (as well as him and his parents, like Sonic's mother) - Roshicho discovers the connection between God's world, the Internet, and Chris, the first person to Trusts and Sonic the Kill the Hedgehog.
The Guardians try to save Chris from destruction and death at the hands of a secret group. He decided to deal with his hatred and anger. If your thoughts are sad, your soul is sick. The main problem of the Chandu family is money. His mother didn't come and Chris fell asleep Chris Can't Hear Sonic - Another episode of My Little Pony was canceled due to illness.
It was 2021, and that's the year Lauder started dating her mother. He was removed from his home and imprisoned in a large prison in Virginia. Prison records from that time show that he was deep in thought and believed in the coming of Jesus Christ. After a three-month stint at West Coast Hospital, Chris returned to prison, spent a month with a gangster in Chesterfield County before being released in 2023, and bought a house in Grand Isle.
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Disclaimer: I’m sorry, it’s really long.
My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.

Disclaimer: I’m sorry, it’s really long.
My husband (28M) and I (29F) got married in December, a couple of years back. I’d known him since school, and we reconnected on March of the year we got married. Most of the relationship was long distance, since he lives in a different continent, but he did visit me during this time, and we stayed together for a couple of months. It was magical, and we decided to go ahead and get married.
At the time of our wedding, he was on student visa, and had just completed his course. He didn’t have a job, and was applying for jobs then. I didn’t think much of it, since I’d been working for 5 years then. I assumed I could support him till he got a stable job.
Fast forward to the wedding, his parents refused to attend because they had a disagreement with my parents over the dowry. They wanted $49k as dowry, which my parents and I thought was unreasonable. He also agreed, it was indeed unreasonable. But since his parents refused to attend the wedding, he asked if I could also not invite my parents, and if it could be just the two of us at the wedding, because he’d feel awkward as no one was present for him. (it was a court marriage) Although I didn’t like this idea initially, I agreed, because I wanted him to feel happy, as it was supposed to be our day. Then he started negging me to the point, where he chose my wedding dress, down to the Color, hairstyle, cut and everything. I didn’t think much of it, to be fair.
He flies down here, we get married, and he flies back in a week.
I was supposed to travel to the country he was at, on a dependent visa. Due to diplomatic issues between the countries, my visa gets delayed over 8 months. And we didn’t know when I’d get the visa. So, my parents suggested he come here instead, so we could be together, as he did not have a job at the time and could look for one here instead. To which he agreed, but him and mil had “demands” 1. We’re to buy him a car that costs no less than $30k since we need transportation 2. We’re to either buy a house worth $90k of their liking, at his hometown, where neither my parents or I stay, or get that money deposited in a joint account that him and I’d share, so we’d have no difficulties to “settle in”
Although I find it ridiculous, my parents agreed since they couldn’t see the distance taking a toll on us. I start looking for jobs at his hometown and secure one that pays well. It had been 2 months, but he still wouldn’t even book his tickets.
Eventually, I got the visa 10 months after our marriage, and I moved in with him and his parents. It is very awkward, since he doesn’t earn, because of which, his parents have to spend for us. Everyday, he says he’s trying to find a job, but is either playing games on his phone or asleep. I ask him to help me apply for my employment documents, which he refuses to, because he suddenly wants me to be a stay at home wife. Although I worked very hard to build my career, and it breaks my heart, I agree if it’s what makes him happy. But suggest that, I’d work till he finds a job, as I’m not comfortable with his parents spending on us. But I can’t do much, since I need a work permit, and he refuses to give me his credentials to apply for the same. This causes several fights between us.
2 days after I moved in with him, mil and husband start asking about the money and the car, we’d discussed. I told him, it was only if he were to move there, which he did not. This enraged both of them, and they’d constantly call my parents up and fight over it, making me pick sides, and if I backed my parents up, they’d starve me for a day.
Two months later, I get pregnant. Mil, for some reason walks into our bathroom, sees the pregnancy test on the counter, does not say a word to me, and proceeds to call doctors to find out how to get an abortion, in front of me. Since it was illegal in the state we were at, she proceeds to call my parents and tell them we need a $100k for the hospital expenses, at the time of child birth, since I did not have an insurance. Or I could fly back to be with my parents, and he’d come visit the child and I, every year, which I found offensive.
Eventually, when my parents didn’t agree to both of it, they said I need to go home and get an abortion. When I refused, they proceeded to starve me for 3 entire days and my dad booked a ticket and helped me escape the hellhole.
After I got home, they’d constantly call and harass me, saying, don’t get the abortion, just give us the money and we could raise the child together. When we didn’t agree, because we genuinely don’t have that kind of money, and I don’t want to raise a child all by myself, I went ahead with the abortion.
There were complications during the surgery because I was too far along, and hence I was on bed rest for over a month after it. In this time, he calls and demands a divorce, since his mother has found him a “good girl” to marry.
I felt like my world fell apart, and ended up in therapy for feeling suicidal. We eventually, had no choice but agree to a divorce.
As soon as we mentioned alimony, he said he loves me very much and does not want a divorce. He calls my parents and apologises, saying he was blinded by rage, and did not mean it, and that he wants to reconcile. Both him and mil apologise to me, for how they treated me. My parents encourage me to give it another shot, and I agree. However, I want it all in writing that, he’ll never ask my parents for money again, either he’ll come here, or I’d move there, but we get a place of our own and not reside with parents and this is to happen within 6 months. Although he agrees to these terms, he refuses to give it in writing, because it’s “disrespectful”. I do not want to reconcile, because him refusing to do it is sus.
So, I tell him I’d go ahead with the divorce, to which he says, he has no money to give as alimony. When I said that is not my problem, he faked a heart attack, which went away, the moment I asked for medical documentation.
I end up choosing mental peace and say, I want no alimony, and just want to get him out of my life. The minute I say that, he becomes extremely lovey doves and is begging me to remarry him after 2 years of the divorce. I said, ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Now he’s calling all the relatives and mutual friends and painting me an asshole over it. AITA for not wanting to do anything with him and choosing my mental peace over everything?
I apologise again for the super long post.

I’ve been growing my hair out for almost three years now. I would like some advice on if I should keep it or not because I rarely ever get anyone’s opinion on it in person because I always wear it up for work under a hat.
If I do cut it, what kind of hairstyle do you think would suit my face shape? It’s been so long since I’ve cut it that I wouldn’t even know what to go for and I have been disappointed in cuts before. Or maybe I should just go for a trim?

25M East African from the UK (not London), I moved here when I was a little kid, originally moved to an area with a lot of different ethnicities and loved that I had friends of all cultures and ones that were immigrants and black like me, then my parents got better jobs so we moved to a majority white and south Asian area.
When I moved here you could probs count the black people on one hand, so whatever I did or wherever I went people knew me or my siblings, when I became a teenager a lot more black people moved to the area, a lot of immigrants/asylum seekers, they rarely came to the school I went to as it was deemed a “successful” all boys school, my brother couldn’t get in when he applied but I somehow managed to, so the school my brother went to was where all the off the boat immigrants, immigrants from European countries, or asylum seekers went to.
When I started high school there was 3 black guys in my year, I’m of African descent and the other two were Jamaican, one of them was a mixed Jamaican, he got kicked out by the end of the first year lmao, but me and the other Jamaican did our thing haha, out of the whole school by my final year, I’d say there still was only about 10 maximum black/mixed kids which I found crazy tbh.
I remember when people in my school knew of a black girl from a nearby mixed school and they wouldn’t stop trying to make us date even though we had never met, didn’t have similar friends, just bcoz we was both black. Alla this shit affects you and you don’t even know your identity, I played for a football team that was 75% black players (soccer to U.S peeps) and the code switching was crazy, somehow I didn’t fit in with my own people anymore and I definitely did not fit in with the white/Asian ones either, I had a lot of friends but it felt like more for show rather than actual friendships.
Really does affect your dating life when it came to that time, white girls didn’t find us attractive (Kim K hadn’t made it cool yet) or they showed interest wanting to find out about BBC being true or not lmao, black girls dated white guys or didn’t date. Then you fast forward and black girls want hood guys or keep it safe with white guys, white girls love black guys now but most times for the thrill of it or also expect you to be hood.
Be interested to see how the rest of your experiences were like
My pros:

• I’m a lot more socially aware of people outside my race
  
• I know what people outside our race think of us and the things they do to bring us down
  
• You find out how much ignorance and delusions their parents project onto their kids
  
• It made me wise up and learn how to conduct myself better in work environments
  
• Less trusting of those outside our race, makes me think what do they get out of it, e.g. token black guy
  

My cons:

• Hella stereotypes and over generalization, thinking we’re all poor, spear chuckers, speak in clicks, eat funny food or eat nothing but chicken, making monkey noises and monkey actions, knuckle dragger (heard all of this directed towards me) makes you wonder what disgusting things their families say about black people behind closed doors
  
• People thinking all black people are Nigerian or Jamaican
  
• People thinking Africa is a country
  
• People clowning my African features or wanting to touch my hair constantly or compare skin complexion when they come back from holiday
  
• Any sport I excelled at I got the cliche “of course you’re good at that you’re black” or they’d find any excuse to discredit me at anything I wasn’t the best at from the jump, I got “I thought black people were good at sports”
  
• People expecting me to be as bulked up as Nigerians just because I’m African even though East Africans have different body types lmao
  
• They expected me to speak hood but clown hood people, if I spoke proper I’d be told “you’re the whitest black guy I’ve met” (when they haven’t met any/many) funny now they all speak like they’re from the hood and copy black fashion/mannerisms
  
• Judging my hairstyles and music taste if it wasn’t like theirs
  

Notice this tactic: https://www.newsweek.com/taylor-swift-carbon-footprint-revealed-eras-tour-study-1886924
To get us used to tattling on each other and using the term “carbon credits.” As if that’s a thing. Wtf is a carbon credit? It’s only what conspiracy folks have been warning us about for YEARS.
MSM is ok with calling out celebrity C02 usage in fact, it’s encouraged, bc it implants the idea we’re all supposed to monitor each other’s carbon usage. None of us are ignorant to the hypocrisy of celebrities private jet usage while rattling on about CO2. Well, the diversion from that is not that they will take peasant commercial jets-no fing way. The answer will be “carbon credits”.
“Swift was previously named "biggest celebrity CO2 polluter" after the social media account Celebrity Jets trailed the private jet journeys of stars including Kylie Jenner, Stephen Spielberg and Drake.”
“The singer's publicist previously told The Associated Press that "Taylor purchased more than double the carbon credits needed to offset all tour travel" before her tour began, but did not provide any further details.”
Soon carbon credits will be the only way you can get approved to Tavel. Really hope we don’t have to say told you so yet again on here but…

Introduction: Hello, I was born and raised in a devout Muslim family in Michigan. Islam was not just a religion for me; it was a way of life in every aspect. I prayed five times a day, fasted during Ramadan, and wore the hijab since I was 15-16. For many years, my faith provided me with a sense of community, identity, and purpose. Personal Journey: Growing up, I never questioned my beliefs. My family and community were my world, and Islam was the foundation of that world. However, as I entered my late teens, I began to encounter ideas and perspectives that made me question the beliefs I had always taken for granted. It started subtly—questions about the role of the Lord in every religion. During quarantine, I was 15-16 years old (now turning 20), I became so religious compared to the person I was before. I was reading the Quran and trying to memorize 99 names of Allah. I was fasting every Monday and Thursday (one time, my birthday was on a Thursday, and even fasted on the day). I wore the hijab and long skirt like I mentioned before. Experiencing Abuse: A significant and painful part of my journey involved experiencing abuse within my family. My mother is my first bully. She would throw insults and negative comments about my body and eating habits (no, I am actually pretty healthy). She is very insecure, and project her insecurities onto me. This went around for 5+ years. Key Questions and Doubts: One of the first issues that troubled me was the concept of being abused in Islam. Like I don’t know why some except me to trust a deity to give me a child abuser as my mother. Why would I do that? I also felt lost and hopeless when it comes to the whole thing about the respecting thing to my mother. Trust me, I do respect my mother, but she doesn’t respect me, making it so hard. I tried to find answers, but I never rather got a good one. Process of Leaving: I stop wearing hijab a few years ago. I am not going back. I loved it at first, but I gradually stop caring about it. I love my hair extensions (braids, twists, and planning to do french curls). I feel ten times more prettier for the clothes and hairstyle that I choose to wear. I am more into manifestation and affirmations to be honest. Spiritual is more freeing and gives me a happiness. Honestly, spiritual feels like a nice, warm hug. I am planning to buy some crystals too (rose quartz and citrine). Impact on Relationships: When I finally admitted to myself that I no longer believed in Islam, it did take a while. I think I was in denial for a few years. When I was 18-19, I stopped caring about religion as a whole. Although, I am more still questioning God to this day. I never told my family, knowing them, they would just get mad so I’m good. Hell, I never told anyone Muslim that I left the religion. I don’t need the extra backlash and stress. I only told my non-Muslims friends. Good thing that the only Muslims friends I have are online. They still call me sister, and I am just like ehh. Conclusion: Today, I moved out of my mom’s household. My journey out of Islam has been the most challenging experience of my life, but it has also been the most rewarding. I am at peace with my decision and look forward to a future where I can live in peace and happy.
Thank you for listening, and sorry for the long ass post.

Are there artists who ever created versions of the princesses as if they had been created nowadays? I don’t mean modern as in like, have them look like high school girls. I mean that for example, Cinderella, would not have that hairstyle she has if Disney had created her movie last year. It would have been something that appeals more to the modern eye. So like modernized versions of the princesses but within their actual movies/ historical context

Hey all, I played years ago and haven’t torched the game since. Recently I became a WH40K malcontent due to a large part of my army no longer being playable. I started learning the BT lore. I am hooked. Re downloading MWO now and I found that I have a Jenner 11F, a TimberWolf Prime, and an Atlas D. Is the Twolf still a good neck I. The game? If not I have about 3.4M cbills and would welcome suggestions. Thankyou.

I had my SMILE procedure 2 days ago at a private clinic in Singapore, and it was one of the best decisions I've ever made.
Personal Bio:

• Age: 27
• Dioptre: -5.25 (left), -4.75 (right), stabilized about 3 years ago
• Cornea thickness: A bit on the thicker side
• Eye-related issues: None that I know of
• Occupation: Analyst
• Lifestyle: Active but limited to gymming and jogging
• Context: I had always wanted to get LASIK surgery but due to work commitments, I delayed the procedure for about 2 years. Back then, I did an eye test and was told that I was a suitable candidate for both PRK and LASIK. I couldn't remember the name of the first eye clinic, but it was somewhere near Lucky Plaza.

Fast forward 2 years to 2024, and my colleague recommended LSC Eye Clinic (he had his done over 10 years ago). I did my research and found a lot of good reviews. At the time of writing, Google reviews show 4.6/5 stars with around 160 reviews. My colleague mentioned it was his best investment ever, so I thought, why not?
Before and During the Day of Surgery: I opted for a day-in, day-out surgery, where I would do an eye test in the morning and then have the surgery in the afternoon. Here are some things to note before the day of surgery:

• No wearing of soft contact lenses for at least 3 days before surgery. (I stopped wearing mine 7 days before and everyone in the office was like, "You're short-sighted?")
• If you're wearing hard contact lenses, stop wearing them 14 days before.
• On the day of surgery, shower, wash your face and hair (no water should touch your face or hair for 48 hours after surgery). No hairstyling products, makeup, perfume, or lotion, as these may interfere with the lasering procedure.
• Personally, I cleaned my house leading up to the day of surgery to ensure a dust-limited environment. (If you have a busy schedule, hire someone else to do it.)
• Bring your sunglasses!
• Have someone to bring you home (my partner was my caretaker for 2 days)!

Prior to the Surgery (the Day Itself, at the Clinic): I arrived at the clinic at 9:30 AM (Friday) and after that, I did a few eye tests, which took around 2 to 2.5 hours, depending on the number of people in front of you. Pro tip: Arrive early!

1. Eye Tests: These include your normal optometrist test. Additionally, there were machines to measure the thickness of your cornea to see if you're a suitable candidate.
2. Eye Drops: The nurses administered a few eye drops to dilate your pupils. While waiting for your pupils to dilate (around 15 to 30 minutes), they let you watch a video explaining the different procedures they offer (PRK, LASIK, EPILASIK, SMILE...). The video is about 15 minutes long, just in time for your pupils to dilate.
3. Doctor's Check: The doctor will check and see if your pupils are all good to proceed with the surgery. I was welcomed by Dr. Daphne that day, and she told me I was a good candidate for PRK, LASIK, and SMILE. Each of these procedures comes with its own risks and benefits, with SMILE being the safest, having the shortest recovery time, but a little more costly.
4. Payment: I went to the counter and chose the SMILE procedure instead of PRK or LASIK, as it gives me greater feasibility to undergo LASIK in the future when far-sightedness sets in due to old age. I paid around SGD 5.9k (12-month installment plan, interest-free). After paying, I went for lunch and was told to come back around 2 PM. *This is where your sunglasses come into play if you decide to have lunch outside of the mall.
5. Pre-Op Preparation: I came back at 2 PM and was directed to a resting area where the nurses started to clean the surroundings of my eyes (after I wore the medical gown and 'shower cap'). After that, I was given an indemnity form to sign. Please read everything carefully and ask questions (no matter how stupid they sound). I asked about cataract surgery in the future, and they mentioned it should not be a problem, but I would just need to disclose the LASIK procedure to the doctor in charge (something to do with some formulation).
6. Medical Pouch and Explanation: The nurses will also give you your medical pouch and explain what will happen during the surgery and the post-surgery care you have to take note of. (Again, do ask a lot of questions.) Numbing eye drops were also administered here as well as an anxiety-reducing pill.
7. Removing Electronics: Remove all electronics (e.g. phones, watches) before going into the operating room to avoid any distractions.

During the Surgery: After an hour and a half of pre-op prep, I was asked to lie down under an extended bar attached to a huge machine. Dr. Daphne was there to perform the procedure, one eye at a time. During the procedure, my eyelids were supported by an eye clamp to keep them wide open. I was also given a plushie to calm my anxiety (on top of the pill).
Thereafter, I was told to look at the green light for about 15 to 20 seconds and not to move my eyeballs to find the green light once it disappears. Vision did get blurry at first but it's normal (don't panic). The only part I felt a little less comfortable with was when the doctor was removing the lenticule after the lasering. I felt a bit of pressure against my eyeballs, but other than that it was all good.
During the procedure, Dr. Daphne gave me a lot of assurance, and she knows what she's doing. That helped me to know that I was in good hands. The entire procedure took about 15 to 20 minutes. After the procedure, I opened my eyes and had about 85% of my vision (in terms of clarity), albeit a bit hazy at first. I was led to the resting area to rest for another 30 minutes before I was allowed to go home with my partner.
After the Surgery: About 45 minutes after the surgery (after the numbing drops wore off), I felt a little bit uncomfortable but not super painful. Imagine the sensation of cutting onions. My eyes were super sensitive to the surrounding lights as well. I wore the 3M glasses the clinic prescribed, which definitely helped a lot. My partner called a cab and we went home around 4:30 PM. I was told to come back the next day at 10:30 AM for the first post-op review.
At home, my eyes were tearing quite a bit and felt a bit uncomfortable. I heeded the doctor's advice, took 2 Actifast Panadol pills, and then went to nap. Once I woke up, the pain was gone and the light sensitivity was also almost gone. I stopped tearing after the 1-hour nap, and the recovery was faster than I expected (for SMILE). By 6 PM I was able to enjoy my almost 20/20 vision.
My partner said that I should avoid any seafood for at least 2 weeks, so no seafood for now. The night after the surgery, I had to tape 2 protective shields to my eyes to prevent accidental eye rubbing at night. I slept like a baby after taking the sleeping pills. No pain whatsoever starting from 6 PM that day.
First Post-Op Review: The next day, I did some tests to check my vision. My right eye's vision was a little blurry, maybe -0.5 diopter, but my left eye's vision was superb. I checked with the doctor, and she mentioned that my vision will be fully corrected and stabilize within the next 3 months. Vision is expected to fluctuate a bit and it's totally normal.
That night, I had dinner with my partner and then we went for a stroll. I noticed some starbursts, especially for distant lights, but I was still able to identify the individual lights. This was not too much of a concern to me, and the doctor said it will get better eventually.
Day of Writing This Post (19 May 2024): So far, my vision is close to perfect with some short occasional vision haze, especially after the eye drops. I'm looking forward to a better and more stable vision in the upcoming weeks. I also scheduled my second post-op review in June and will keep the community updated on this.

UPDATE

GROUP NOTE ,

In order to strengthen the consensus, count positions
Example Nickname + Number of shares
1k represents 1,000 shares, 1w represents 10,000 shares
1.aki 4.5w shares

1. Shen Yan 1.151W
   
2. FM 17w
   
3. Xiaoyao Aqiang 0.9w
   
4. When the Want Want Snow Cake feels hot, it will turn into a Want Want Cover. 0.9w
   
5. PCF 3900
   
6. Rwen 20w
   
7. Sun 1w
   
8. Don’t want to talk 5000
   
9. Velociraptor 2.8W
   
10. Working hard to move bricks on the construction site dog 0.18w
    
11. Jason 0.83W
    
12. xxx5 1w
    
13. T.S. 0.9w
    
14. Tuyile 4000
    
15. Potato 22.7w
    
16. Simple life 2.3w
    
17. xxx4 8.5w
    
18. Youyou My Heart 24,800
    
19. clouds 1k
    
20. Blue Nebula 1w
    
21. Jasper 0.5w
    
22. Stud ok 4k
    
23. Super super super funny 5k
    
24. Perseus 104 shares
    
25. Bobby Yu 1w shares
    
26. Ten years 2.5W
    
27. ʟɪᴀɴɢ 8w
    
28. Kunjie 6.5k
    
29. wen_bf 1.3w
    
30. UFO 1w
    
31. 2.5k
    
32. yume 722
    
33. Brother Chun 4.2w
    
34. Going around in circles 3W
    
35. Kun 3w
    
36. Jiang Ming 1.1
    
37. alexwong 6.45W
    
38. Cao Yongjin 4w
    
39. zwj 0.9w
    
40. Vast sea and sky 6.2 W
    
41. Jia Wei 1.8w
    
42. Y. 3.75w
    

44.yhs 12.6W

1. Youny J' 0.3W
   
2. ​​Cedric 5k
   
3. Youfeng 5k
   
4. The Long Season 1k
   

49.hong 1.33k

1. FF small shareholder 1.5w
   
2. Tai Zai returns to the mainland 1k
   
3. Hebaodan 10w+1w
   
4. . 5K
   
5. Reveal 1k
   
6. Ny 41000
   
7. FF go 5k
   
8. Consideration 0.85W
   
9. sun 3k
   
10. Rambling 3k
    
11. Melanie 1K
    

61.monkey 1.21W

1. singjingli 1.23w
   
2. Liu Ziwei 5,000
   
3. Cricket 10W
   
4. Looking into the distance 1w
   
5. stone 6w
   
6. Designer Tenney 30w
   

68.Jing 1w

1. Dalin 1.3w
   
2. Jane Fan 3.5w
   
3. Dream 6w
   
4. Demon clip 1k
   
5. JASON 2W
   
6. Away.L 1k
   

75.yisi12138 0.42w

1. Time 1.5W

77.wtcivanwong 0.5k

1. Qi Huan 26w
   
2. Hello Hello 10k
   

80.xxx3 31,000

1. Chen Yidi 4.4w
   
2. XXX2 2000
   
3. J 9k
   
4. C 2.7k
   
5. Wheat 2k
   
6. Qin 4293
   
7. a0 Yangzhou 2k
   
8. Clear Night 0.65K
   
9. Andy 3k
   
10. fish 2.5w
    
11. Diamond hands 1.5w
    
12. R. 2.5W. Continue to add 1W on Monday.
    
13. Vi 10w
    
14. Text 5,000
    
15. Incredible 3100
    
16. Value Investor-KrisW 1000
    
17. SHUYUSHU 2000
    
18. Peter Pan 1K
    
19. Wyman 2w
    
20. Brush Xiaoxin 3414
    
21. Dragon and tiger leap 4w
    
22. Asia 65
    
23. Spock 2500
    

104.Joan 2w

1. Dong 1.5W
   
2. wave 0.5k
   
3. Jason 0.0001w
   
4. c 1000
   
5. Anson 600
   
6. One interpretation of Zhengxi 4700
   
7. joker 2000
   
8. F 2150
   
9. Ai Zi pig 5k
   
10. Rampant class 1.3W
    
11. Alena, 1w
    
12. Shengchuang Trading 0.3W
    
13. Eighteen,6.5W
    
14. Li Qi 0.3W
    
15. Lanling joins the battle 1w
    

120.xxx6 7.5w

1. Xiaoyuer Zhihang 0.215w
   
2. Top 49
   
3. Walter 3k
   
4. XXX 3k
   
5. Lao Zhou in the United States 100W
   
6. Xiaoqi 1k
   
7. The world is full of love 2070
   
8. Andrei 2000
   
9. East 1w
   
10. cry 2000
    
11. liumai 1000
    
12. Miss Muzi whom no one knows. 6w
    
13. A.I 3W
    
14. qyh 2320
    
15. Xiansen 1k
    
16. Xiaoxiao 1.5k
    

137.Tiger 6k

1. Woo 1W
   
2. Wenger 6k
   
3. Totas 8W
   
4. Eagles Zhao 1.2k
   

142.cker 5k
A total of approximately 7.0359 million shares
Data from a Chinese WeChat group, HOLD! We will not sell until Wall Street shorts capitulate! If you don’t sell, Wall Street shorts won’t be able to close their positions, and a short squeeze will occur! FFIE stock price will fly to the moon!
remember! Stick together! Don't panic! Definitely not selling it! Close investment income plan! (Brokerages and investment banks borrow securities from you and then give you a small profit)
Wall Street's despicable methods of pulling out network cables, making false claims in the east and attacking in the west, and conducting ladder attacks have run out of tricks!
Victory will definitely belong to us, HOOOOOOOLD! FFIE to the moon!