Women flashing other cars from car pics

In the beginning of us being together this wasn’t the case. When I would come over she would usually have a clean room and even if it was even a little bit messy she would apologize and/or not let me in until it was clean. Over time her cleanliness seems to erode (I guess) over time, especially after moving into her own place with her sister (who isn’t much better). It’s even started to feel like her being clean and tidy in the beginning was a mask and I’m seeing the real her now
Examples:

• Her car

is always (ALWAYS) messy. It’s become the norm for me to have to push away trash on the passenger floor with my feet, there’s usually a cup that she uses for a small garbage/ashtray. There’s even other peoples trash (usually sister’s but friends too) that she complains about but doesn’t stop them from doing.
I remember one time her phone fell under the seat so I helped her reach it. I saw so much trash and food and filters and weed crumbs under her seats.
Ive expressed about this before and she changed temporarily. Eventually I gave up on it because it’s her car and I’m never in it for long (I don’t have my own car). Plus if it really bothers I just don’t have to be in it

• her room

has become a consistent mess. It’s crazy that she always apologizes for it when I come over but nothing gets done about it. She has clothes and dishes and wrappers on the floor, her nightstand is always cluttered, there’s even been times when she “didn’t get a chance to do laundry over the week” so we will sleep on towels or t shirts over pillows instead of having pillowcases.
I’m no neat freak but I was raised to be a good host but it seems she wasn’t(?) One time after we had sex I accidentally left a used condom laying around (nothing inside, just used). The next day she had a friend over unexpectedly. No biggie, she hung out her in her room for a bit while I watched tv in the living room. She told me after that her friend left and she saw it and pointed out the condom. I sincerely apologized to my girlfriend for it as I know it would be seen as gross and embarrassing. My girlfriend didn’t care, saying “this is my house”.
A few days ago (let’s say Wednesday) she told me she accidentally spilled her ashtray on the floor. Weekend comes and that spill is still on the floor. I laughed about it initially, thinking she would get to it. She never did, despite us eating and watching tv in the living room all night and it being as simple as sweeping it up. I even accidentally stepped on the pile of ash, filters, and sticks and expressed it made me upset. Still nothing done about it, instead just walks around it every time
what am I doing about it?
You may be saying to yourself, “why not help out sometimes?” Well one, it’s her house so it’s not my responsibility. And two, I actually have. I’m someone who was raised to be a good houseguest as well. When I’m over her place I clean. Not only do I genuinely want to help sometimes but I try to take care of any mess I contribute to. I’ll wash dishes, take out trash from our food delivery bags, etc
You may also be asking, “well have you communicated this to her?” One, I feel this isn’t something a partner should have to bring up as it is her personal and basic well-being. I feel it’s weird to have to tell my partner about the importance of keeping her home/room clean. Plus if this basic thing is changed just for the sake of the relationship or because a partner brings it up, similar to her car, would be it be real change? Two, tactfully I mention it all the time: “the trash is getting full, you guys should do the dishes more often I don’t want y’all to get pests, I think you should throw out the food in that Tupperware in fridge being it’s been in there for a few months, etc
some understanding
She works too jobs, one at a daycare and another as an aba therapist. She was heavily abused as a child and endures emotional and financial abuse from her sister often. In my opinion, she has every reason to be burnt out and not have the energy to do even basic things sometimes. She does try to be better. Though she has back problems that deter her from being able to do the dishes in one go she has done it here and there. She has cleaned the bathroom, washed her clothes, and keeps bed bed clean. It sounds like I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel here, I know, but I’m saying these things to say ‘I don’t think she’s lazy. I think she’s dealing with more than she can handle externally and internally and it’s affecting how she lives. I see her efforts and I don’t want it to come across as me condescending’. (Therapy would be helpful imo but she lacks the time and desire, she says).

The 2014 Corolla

• price: $16,000, which is overpriced but the color I want is uncommon
• is 1.5 hours from me
• 55k miles
• three owners reported, seemed to have regular maintenance except there was nothing for the last one
• From pictures and video looks in great condition, couldn't see any flaws
• from reviews price may possibly be slightly negotiable (likely $200)

The 2015 Corolla

• price: $14,500, same color
• is 2 hours away from me, will require tolls and going by a major city
• almost 67k miles
• two owners reported, seems to have regular maintenance
• Also seems to be in good condition, but no video to help see in addition to pictures (videos to me are more accurate)
• price not negotiable
• some reviews about lack of inspection quality and inside cars not being clean/in good shape, other reviews were positive

I don't really want to drive 2 hours honestly, and chance I don't like the car in-person or they end up selling it before I get there, I'm going to try to see the 2014 one first. The 2015 has 11k more miles but is 1.5k cheaper. Hard to know if either has any problems or was well-taken of despite carfax. There is not really any difference between the two years.
What should I do?

TL;DR. I bought an Owala Bottle for $35 last fall, took a small drop out of an open car door, tiny ding, stopped insulating, reached out to Owala, got nothing but a run around by every level of their customer service. Out $35 and a functioning product.
I purchased my 32oz Owala Free Sip in September of 2023 at a local Walmart. I have long preferred to drink water cold so I have owned a wide variety of bottles and tumblers over the years from many manufacturers. I bought the Owala knowing nothing about the product or their "color drop" marketing strategy. I found the lid system to be interesting and innovative, and the product appeared to be well made. So I picked one up, and was quite satisfied by its overall performance.
Fast forward to April 2024, I am putting some things back into my (non-lifted) F150 pickup after an outing, including my Owala bottle. I placed it on the bench seat while I put a few things down in the bed. I walk back to the cab, my son gets in the back seat and knocks if off the bench seat, rolls onto and across the carpeted floor, out the door and onto the parking lot surface. I pick it up and there's a small ding and some very minor scratches to the paint. I don't think anything of it the minor damage to it, the ice I had added over 24 hrs prior had long since melted.
I get home a few hours later, and put some ice and water in the bottle. After about 15-20 minutes the exterior of the bottle starts to sweat like an ordinary, uninsulated glass. Probably an hour or so later, most of the ice I had put inside had already melted. Usually I could get at least a good 12-14 hours before ice would completely melt away if I repeatedly filled the bottle during the day. If I put some ice and water and just left it it wasn't uncommon for it to keep the liquid cold for 20-24 hrs.
I fill out the warranty form on Owala's site, expecting a company advertising a lifetime warranty and selling what appears to be a well made, quality product, having no qualms over replacing a bottle that isn't doing what it is supposed to over such a minor mishap. I, and any other reasonable individual understands that sometimes a company's product doesn't perform quite the way that it should.
But, I guess I was expecting too much from Owala. Within a couple of days, I received a boilerplate "we are sorry, but our warranty does not apply to products that have suffered accidental damage"
OK. If I had driven off with the bottle on the roof of the car, it fell off, got hit by another car, or thrown off a cliff, I'd see their point. They aren't running a charity. But a small drop from less than table height?
I call Trove Brands, Owala's parent company, hoping to get some resolution there. They look up my warranty ticket, and automatically give me the same "Sorry, but..." response. I ask to speak to a manager, and none is available. I ask to have my call returned when one is...and as you can see where this is headed, I never get a call back. I try again the next day, this time I am at least permitted to leave a voice mail for the "manager". Again, call not returned.
Fast forward a couple of weeks (I'm not going to waste my time on vacation trying to deal with a non-responsive company) and I try again. This time, I finally get a manager on the phone. I spell out what happened.
"I'm sorry, but accidental damage is not covered...." Oh boy, here we go again.
(Following is paraphrased, of course)
I ask the manager "does Owala test their products for expected mishaps?"
"Yes we do."
"I am correct in reading that Owala warranties their products for manufacturing defects? Is it possible that the issue I experienced is due to a defect in the product that resulted in a failure of the product where it should not have failed"
"Yes, we warrant against defects, but we cannot foresee every possible situation, and unfortunately in this case cannot warranty your product"
"So basically, what I am being told, is that Owala doesn't stand behind their products. That a minor ding, less than 1/8" in diameter, from a fall less than the height of a normal table, is enough to render it unfit for the purpose it is sold for?"
*Crickets for about 30 seconds* Then the "manager" goes into regurgitating the warranty policy again. I stop him mid sentence.
"So you are marketing your product as a premium product, and are charging a premium price for it, but it can't stand up to what should be a foreseeable mishap by your product engineers?"
"We cannot foresee every event, and cannot warranty against accidental damage"
Same basic exchanges go on for another 5 minutes or so, I ask to speak to his boss, who of course, is not available. I offer to wait, and get the explanation that "he's training new employees and will not be available today". Exasperated (and that's being kind) at this point, I just hang up.
Take this as a warning to not buy an Owala unless you have $30-40 to burn should you do anything to the bottle that happens in everyday life. You WILL NOT get any resolution from their customer service, just endless run arounds and a lighter wallet. Buy from a company that doesn't try to hide behind legalese when someone has a problem with their product.

So how does everyone get other people to understand the seriousness of what we go through?? Everybody in my life at this point thinks I’m faking it or just “lazy” especially my father! He’s a country hard ass from Alabama! He just thinks I’m lazy and faking it all so I don’t have to work. I’m only even living with him anyway cause I can’t work anymore. my old boss was tired of calling the ambulance on me every week cause of my episodes. So now he’s threatening to kick me out etc. my girlfriend is sick and tired of me being bed bound all the time and I honestly don’t blame her. On top of what we go through I’m dealing with the most hostile and verbally abusive craziness with all my friends and family. Even my own mother is on my dad’s side and not only not supportive but verbally abusive about how I’m “lazy” I’ve worked since I was 16 years old. Loved working. Loved getting out and doing things. Avid in different hobbies like fishing car clubs etc. WAS LITERALLY NEVER INSIDE. Until this started a year ago. I don’t understand how they don’t see that there’s obviously something wrong with me!

I think I just need a place to rant about my life that isnt my family, I dont really have anyone in person to talk with and I dont really want to bother anyone.
I guess I should start at the beginning, when I was in elementary school my family and I were broke af, like more than I realized at the time. I knew that we didn't have much money and that my dad didn't want to tell me what our actual financial situation was, but I knew it wasn't good. looking in from outside it seemed like I had it all, and it still does...
I should mention, my dad was working full time, with overnight but it didn't pay well enough to sustain a family of 4. he had to quit due to health reasons, the job was literally killing off their employees (that's not an exaggeration), from my current understanding and from what I remember, they had to take these biological shots (I don't know why) and people stopped showing up to work over time. according to the info I got back then, they all died due to some reason like "heart attack" or "organ failure". It was in accordance with the gov and whatnot. So it's either leave or die, my dad's health was declining hard because of this. He had to take up learning health and related things on his own, he's alive and well now.
At the beginning of 7th grade, I somehow got the newest iPhone at the time, the iPhone 7Plus, I was super excited because that was my first smartphone, I kept it all the way till 2020, I still love that phone and the memories that I made with it. Anyway, it was the coolest thing at the time, it wasn't till later that I found out that it was my uncle that paid for it. Life seemed... fine, I was having fun. Nearing the end of 7th grade we had to sell the house, we rented another one close to my school at the time so that I could finish elementary school there.
Everything seemed great till the end of 8th grade, we couldn't stay there anymore since (I believe) we were behind on rent. So we had to move out, luckily enough we have some relatives that we could fall back on but they were a few town/cities over (~230kms), I was trying to do my best to stay positive, in all honesty I don't know if it worked.
Some time after we settled in, we managed to find a stable source of income but there's no paper trail. (we didn't think it was at the time). Now we have the financial freedom to buy whatever and to whatever (within reason obviously)

1. "Friends"

After leaving my home town, I only stayed in contact with a couple of friends till a couple years ago (2022). one of my childhood friend's who I thought as a "best friend" couldn't be more wrong, he said he didn't want to be friends anymore, which was weird because we went through thick and thin together, we did everything together, you could've mistake us for brothers. He ghosted me for a whole month, I called up a mutual friend to ask about him and put us in a 3-way call, that's when he said "I don't think we should be friends anymore". That's when I truly realized that I was alone, although I did make some "friends" in high school. I know that I'll never have anything as close to that friendship ever again, there isn't some 2nd chance to get a childhood friend.
I went to high school in the new city with my cousin, that was my only saving grace. We were pretty close and still are. At the very least I met a couple people that have become good friends even after graduation.
I remember clear as day, 2 of my close "best friends" in 8th grade promised each other that we would get manual cars as our first cars, so far from that I scraped from social media and what I last heard about them, I'm the only one that went through with it. Not that a promise meant much to me, it never had.
Actually if you're reading this, what does a promise mean to you? I know doctors are not allowed to promise anything, so that tells me it's supposed to be impactful. I guess I have a life full of broken promises.

1. Relationships

After grad in elementary school I got into my first relationship thanks to my school's "bully" (he wasn't really targeting anyone, just picks on everyone (except in his friend group)) at least he knows and acknowledges it according to his instagram/snapchat story (years later).
One day in 8th grade, he just straight up tells this girl that I like her while walking past a doorway (which I didn't, I was interested in another girl but we had went our separate ways already) I was right behind him... after graduation, it gets a bit blurry but we got into a relationship because I didn't have the heart to say no (this haunts me later on), she broke up with me because of "long distance" but a short couple years later she told me that it was all a facade, she just wanted to know what it was like to be in a relationship, not that she had any interest in me. I- am still conflicted about it.
In freshman year of high school, I got asked out by a guy who was a year older, we were in the same club, I didn't have the heart to say no so I was in that for less than half a month, I still don't know how to feel about it.
Not too long after I asked a girl out (also a year older) and they said yes! Confidence boost +1. they wanted to identified as non-binary. It wasn't all sunshine and rainbows though, the longer I was in that relationship, the more I learned about this person, the sooner I wanted to give up, disappear, they weren't the right one, they were nice but had some issues that I wasn't ready to deal with at the time. they kept talking about their ex, being abusive and such. after leaving that relationship I heard something that they said about that was similar to what they said about their ex, so what they said about their ex was a possible lie as well. good thing I left when I did.

1. Life

We are pretty well off now, still living with aforementioned relatives.
I got my first car halfway through grade 11, I wouldn't ask for any other car, its the manual version of my mom's car, she got that car when I was born so there is quite a bit of sentimental value to it even though I had just got it.
For this next part I swear I'm not trying to flex or anything, around 2021 I bought the newest macbook, ipad, iphone, etc. (my old ones either didn't work or didn't have) a fresh start.
but now I feel somewhat depressed, I don't think I have depression but at the same time I think I might. It's just lonely, Covid19 did not help. Whenever I think about it my heart aches, now I'm lost, I feel alone, I don't know what to do, I'm scared.
Somehow this is the only place I can turn to. The uncertainty of the future is truly scary.
I don't really say it in real life but, I'm sorry, for it being this long, for taking up space. I don't think anyone is actually going to read all this, but if you did, thank you, and I'm sorry for wasting your time.

Is there a good or bad company for driving lessons. I'm considering going with red and I have a number of an instructor I am going to boom but would be good to hear from others on your experience picking, and if there's been downfall to it. As iv been told instructors or like self employed. They work for a company but my question when you pay a instructor how would add trust to that. Or if you want to change instructor or test. I'm noob I'm watching conqure driving to know controls well and how to drive a car. But I know real thing is better. I don't have a car nor my family or friends to help practice. Is there anything I can prevent and watch out for?

A flicker of light started to drain away the darkness I was so used to. The darkness where I felt most comfortable and at peace. The flicker slowly enveloped the entire pitch black room within minutes. I could do nothing but sigh in disappointment and open my eyes.
My adjusting eyes were being harassed by the tiny beam of light that made it through my curtain. Where it's at the precise angle that you swear some higher power is just messing with you.
My groggy eyes focused on the clock, it was 7:00 a. M.
Time for work.
The day was April 14th, 2014. A Monday. I knew I only had about an hour to get up, get ready for work, shower, make breakfast and make sure I get to work a few minutes early so I didn't clock in late.
I was only 28 years old and I hated my sales job. I had gone to college and got my marketing degree but I never thought I'd end up here.. selling bullshit products at incredibly hiked prices to unsuspecting or oblivious customers.
I had been doing this job for 3 years and it felt like everyday was just going to be worse. Just a buildup of hatred for your job overtime is natural I guess. Typically people find ways to cope with the constant 9-5 grind. Like going out with friends or clubbing or whatever...but I had none of those.
When my days ended I would go home and watch Netflix and drink then do it all again. I wish it was different, I wish I had the motivation to change myself. But it's difficult when you have no one to support you in your efforts. My mom died from breast cancer when I was 12. Seeing her on hospice for several months suffering from stage 4 cancer was...something you shouldn't see as a 12 year old. To see your once lovely, athletic, hilarious, loving and caring mother degrade into an 85 pound, drug-induced, horrifyingly thin creature that in no way resembled her from my memories of when she was cancer free.
I remember one morning my dad woke me up and said "come to the living room...your mother is taking her last breathes". As soon as he finished that sentence, my memories flooded back...memories of her taking care of me when I was sick, being at my soccer games cheering me on, asking how my day was when I got back from school, leaning on her shoulder as we sat in church. The memories came and went in an instant and the reality set in. My heart at first skipped a few beats but then accelerated to an unhealthy pace. My head started to spin, tears slowly started swelling up on my eyes.
I had jumped off the bed and sprinted to the living room. She was facing away from me and the first thing I noticed are how purple/ blue her feet are. I walk around the hospice nurse and look at my mother's face. She was place, her breathing was almost non-existent for almost 2 minutes but still there...until it wasn't...she was gone.
I was lost, my dad was bawling. I was crying too but at 12 years old I didn't know how hard the reality would hit as time goes on.
In my lost state, I turned on the TV show "MONK" on the laptop. It was a show my mom and I used to watch, and I figured watching it would make me feel like I'm with her again.
Time went on and I realized how losing a mother truly impacts your younger years. But time still, moved on yet.
I got in my car and left for work. The drive to the office was only about half an hour. I put my sunglasses on as I'm travelling east for almost the entire drive, something I was used to by this point. The drive to work was uneventful other than the usual jackass that cuts you off or is speeding down the road.
I made it to work and stepped out of my car. For some reason, grabbed my backpack and shut the door. For some reason the thought of my mother came across my mind. The sighed, looked down at the ground and stared at the concrete for the few seconds while only thinking of how I missed her. Then the thought vanished and I got on with my life.
The day was incredibly boring, only sold a couple of products, I dealt with people in the east coast of the U.S. and customers there are always so nasty and rude with their comments. It's impossible to build rapport with them. I'm jealous of the employees that have West coast as their territory.
The day ended with my last call but no sales for the day. Hopped in my car and drove back home.
Now I've already told you what I do when I get home. Just drink and watch Netflix. And that's exactly what I did. I can't remember the name of the show( probably because I was already tipsy) but it had to do with strange phenomenons.
I don't even remember passing out but I do remember being there in that dark room again; it was so comfortable and cozy. I sat in the corner of the room with eyes wide closed ...no people, nothing to disturb me, just... nothingness of warmth.
For hours this went on until I heard a woman's voice saying "I'm glad you're here". suddenly realizing that I had overslept my body jolted awake, completely forgetting about that eerie voice. Drinking on a Monday night is not a good idea. Blurry and in a haze trying to concentrate my focus I made out the clock saying 7:00 a.m. April 15th, 2014.
I thought how odd that was. I've been doing the same job with the same schedule for 3 years now and I know when I oversleep. Yet knowing this brought a mental smile to my mind, as my supervisor won't get on my ass for showing up late, again.
I got up lazily and stretched and got on with my morning routine. Finally got dressed and hopped in my car to leave for work. I was only about 5 minutes in when I realized something was off...why was I wearing sunglasses? The sun was behind me, not in front. I took my glasses off and read my car dashboard compass; "EAST".
I have taken this drive for 3 years now every Monday through Friday and I had always worn sunglasses for the drive to the office. I looked behind me and saw the sun rising from the west.
I was still calm, but subconsciously I could tell my panic and anxiety were building with what I was experiencing. I decided to pull over at a gas station, took my phone out and opened my GPS. 'I was still facing east.
I quietly stated "what the fuck". I looked up and asked the person next to me pumping gas " look! The sun! It's rising from the west" with an ecstatic and speedy tone. He looked at me with a smile on his face and said "yeah? Don't ya know it's always rose from the west".
The reality of this was starting to set on, anxiety building, I got back in my car and just sat there... Running my hands through my hair, pulling and stretching my face wondering what the hell was happening? My eyes were staring wide at the brake and gas pedal...trying to find some kind of logical explanation for this while still running my hands over my face and hair.
I decided to take my phone out again and click on trending news hoping to see something explaining or even acknowledging this phenomenon. Nothing. I opened Google search and looked up "sun rising in west" the first thing that popped up said Earth is rotating about its own axis from East to West".
This wasn't right.
I figured I would try to get to work and maybe one of my coworkers would have some answer. My entire body was shaking for the entire drive but I made it".
I got out of the car and the strangest thing came across my mind. A memory. A very unique memory of back when I was 12, in the back yard playing capture the flag with my neighbor that lived behind me. A time which I could go back when.
The memory came and vanished in an instant, but left the overwhelming feeling of nostalgia and sadness.
I walked into the office and started asking around about the sun. Again, none of them knew what I was talking about, but before they answered my question, they would say "oh hey, it's nice to have you here" or "we're glad to have you here" all with a smile on their faces.
Not super weird as my coworkers are typically super energetic happy people. But it did become weird when my east coast clients started answering their phones saying "hey, you're always welcome here"
I couldn't see their faces but I could tell by their tone and attitude that they were smiling. This was not normal. I rushed to the bathroom, opened a stall and sat on the toilet. I started having a panic attack. Nothing was right, the people, the sun, the specific memories... I started to run my hands over my face, stretching and contorting it, trying to calm myself down with feeling my heart bursting out of my chest. I started to whimper, I didn't want anyone outside of the stalls to hear me. None of my coworkers were right, the guy at the gas station wasn't right...nothing. years swelled up in my eyes and a brief memory of my mom came back.
It was me, coming home from school, I walked inside and could smell the pizza she was making. I see and her and asks me hey, how was your day?".
This memory helped calm me down from the wreck I was turning into. I took several deep breaths, tried my very best to compose myself, and stepped out of the stall. I ended up taking some paper towels and wiped away the tears that were caught in my eyes.
I decided that I will just try to finish this day because tomorrow everything would be back to normal...I have to reassure myself that I would be, I just knew it would be....it had to be.
I sat down back at my desk and my phone rang, picked it up and a voice came through. The voice of my mother asking " I am so glad you are here, Luke".
I was frozen, shocking, tingly sensations ran through my entire body. My demeaner instantly changed into fight or flight mode...but I chose the 3rd... freeze.
Phone still up to my ear, I heard her speak again. "Oh honey, Luke my sweet boy, don't you remember?".
I didn't reply verbally, but mentally I was thinking "remember...what the hell is...remember what?"
Then she spoke one last time, "last night, you saw the sun".
Then the memory of the night before races back into my mind. I was on my drive home from work, watching the beautiful sunset over the horizon. With all it's beautiful mixtures of orange, red, purple. I was so just staring at it...in a trance, thinking of how I wanted to go back and just be a kid again, play with my back door neighbor, come home to my mom. Why couldn't I just go back?
I suddenly hear a blaring car horn and then blackness.
I believe I died on April 15th, 2014. And I don't mind it. I like being in this black empty room just sitting in the corner..with nothing but warm emptiness to fill my cold shell. I like feeling the embraces of it's comfort over the tiring lifestyle I was living. My only dream was that I could dream forever...and now it's finally been achieved.
I miss my mother, and I know she misses me, the memories I have of her will keep me warm in this blackened wasteland forever.

Knowledge on anything?

 I have no idea why, but I finally resorted to come here possibly for some answers or others experience, like I’m begging to that extent. This is my first time experiencing anything is this matter, and it just lives in my head and scares the absolute shit out of me. I haven’t gotten anything clear out of anybody nor does anyone believe me when I tell them. The start of whatever this happened about 2-3 months ago. Me and my sister, let’s just call her M. We was driving home from a gas station that was around 10 minutes away from our house, around 4:30-45 in the morning, which this was the closest place around for anything. I don’t know how to describe it, but we finally got onto our road, and not even 500ft in stands a deer on our side in the road, with beading human like eyeballs that stared us down as we drove by to avoid hitting it. This deer never moved, and gave us a very fucked up feeling. Later, in all honesty it wasn’t but like a week ago, 6 days ago to be exact. It was around 1am, M had just got done with playing some game in my room with her friend. She then told me that she wanted to go to the gas station, just to get a redbull. We got in the car and left, not thinking anything of it, but around the exact same place the last occurrence happened, we come down the road that was kind of like a hill. I was in the passenger seat staring at the road, when I seen a human face with a human like appearance to it about to run out on the road, a few hundred feet in front of us, it scared me to the point of genuinely screaming, but I looked over to M then back again at the place where it was, and there stands an eerie doe, very scrawny with thin legs. We had eventually gotten home, not having any idea what to think about this occurrence, I know we sat at that store for over an hour trying to recollect ourselves. I just do not know how to wrap my head around any of this, it’s kind of messing me up. I’m so tired at this point, I don’t believe I will ever forget this. 

That was the story I had finally been able to revise and sum up with what I had experienced.

Hi,
I recently applied to one of my local Dollar Trees (online) and have yet to receive an update from that particular store. I got an email from one of the other stories I applied to and had an interview set up, however this other store is significantly closer and I’d much rather work there since I don’t have a car. The store that is closer to me seems to be short-staffed, so would it be worth it just to cold call and have an interview set up with the hiring manager?

I want to start off apologizing for the grammar mistakes and unorganized thoughts that will soon occur.
AIO to my boyfriend comparing me to other girls? For context, I (22F) and my boyfriend (21M) have been together for almost a year now (in a week). We met online and instantly connected. I was going to school in another state so we did long distance for most of our relationship until he moved in with me. Now we both live together in a studio with two cats (one we got together).
Our relationship has been good, the typical ups and downs but we usually get over it. We both struggle with being extremely insecure but he definitely externalizes it while I internalize it. Most of our issues stem from his retroactive jealousy and him feeling very insecure. I try my best to reassure him but a lot of times he doesn’t believe me. I struggle with comparing myself to others especially looks wise. I have seen the type of influencer and people that he’s attracted to (early into the relationship)and I am in no way shape or form close to looking like that which made me more insecure in our relationship. He does reassure me that I am the prettiest girl and whatnot but because of my insecurities I have trouble believing that. I have voiced this to him especially in regards to social media.
I really don’t want to air out his business but I think it is essential to the story. He claims himself to be a loser since he works a minimum wage job and feels that he doesn’t do much to support me. I recently just graduated with my BSN and my BA and have quite the future ahead of me and he has told me he is very jealous of that since he isn’t a school person. I was given lots of scholarships which I used to pay for a lot of our stuff because I know he struggles with money since he has to pay for his car and insurance and whatnot. I really don’t mind this but he really hates that I pay for a lot of our stuff. He voiced to me that he hates that he isn’t able to provide for me like I have for him. He said he resents me for being “perfect” as most of our problems have stemmed from him and not me. He struggles to believe that a girl like me could love him and questions my love for him which brings us to a few days ago.
Just a few days ago, he confessed that he looks at other girls on his suggested or people you may know on instagram and compares me to them. He said that he imagined what it would be like to be with them and how they would feel about him. He admitted to doing this for a month. I asked him if he found these people attractive and he said yes. It hurt me so bad. I asked him if he has done it with me in the room and he also said yes. It hurts me that he claims to love me so much and that I am the girl he wants to marry but then he does this. I don’t know why these girls being “normal” people affects me so much and could be people he potentially knows.
From his perspective, he doesn’t know why he did this. He still claims that he loves me so much and that he wants to marry me and only sees a future with me. Through his comparisons he realize that I love him for who he is, and that he thinks I am the only one who would/will. He said he did it because he is so insecure and thinks that I will just leave him so he imagines being with other people. He also just didn’t believe that I love him. I asked him why he just didn’t come to me for reassurance and he doesn’t have an answer. He is begging me to stay with him and says that he will do anything to earn my trust back. I just don’t understand why he did this and if he’s being honest with his reasoning.
I want to more than anything try and work this out but it hurts so much and I don’t know why. I am trying to find reasons to justify this or blame myself for doing something wrong or not being enough. I just don’t understand why and I can’t bring myself to believe that someone who loves me so much would do that. I think maybe this is normal but this is something I would never do. We are on the verge of a break up and idk am I overreacting. I don’t know if this is something I can get over easily. I feel more insecure than I have ever felt in my life. Every time I look at him or think of the situation I just cry. He has left the decision to me to whether we stay together or break up. I leave for my trip to Asia in a few days and will be gone for 3 weeks. I don’t know how to work this out if we’re long distance again with a time difference, how to trust him, how to feel good about myself, and not overthink. I don’t want to throw away this relationship because the thought of us not together also hurts. On the other hand, if we do break up this is the perfect time as he would have three weeks to pack and move without us having to interact much.
I really don’t know what to do. I really want to stay and work on it because I do think that he is being genuine in what he is saying but I don’t know how to get over this and trust him fully. What should I do?

To add to the long string of incidents happening on central Auckland, me and my missus were assaulted last night down in the viaduct. We were walking back from the night markets to our car and we walked passed this rather dodgy looking group in the carpark that made us feel uneasy. But there was this women close by wrapped in a blanket that we walked passed and out of nowhere my missus was blind shotted by her from behind in a totally unprovoked attack, she seemed like she wanted to start a fight and because we assumed she was with the larger group and acting tough in front of them I grabbed my missus and got F outta there fearing for both our safety. At a safe distance we rang the police and surprise surprise the police came within minutes with multiple officers to look for her. They did track her down close by and turns out she is known to police with severe mental health problems, she was also acting alone. I had always been uneasy around the cbd and always had my wits about me, constantly aware of my surroundings but nothing could prepare us from a complete cheap shot from behind from someone we would least expect it from, she didn’t even look homeless. The fact the area is full of these crazies roaming doing this type of shit is the final nail in the coffin for me and the cbd, would say the same for my missus too who always had the perception the city was safe. Watch your back outta there people, coming from someone who thought an assault like this would never happen to

WARNING! VERY LONG POST
i'm excpecting a lot of downvoyes, because i'm about to heavily critizized KH3 RE:Mind's story instead of praising it tio high heaven, and also critizise MoM's ending... but here goes...
as much as i enjoyed Re:mind and MoM my biggest gripe with re:mind's ending and the end of MoM is that they make the entire "sora is missing we gotta find him!" act completly meaningless, because everyone's efforts amount to absolutly nothing and the fairy godmother and ansem the wise just poof in as a deus-ex machina to tell the gaurdians exactly where Sora is, and even drop riku off right at the portal to quadratumn, I hate this, because not only is it a total cop-out and makes RE:mind's limit cut completly pointless, It throws out the year without Sora that could of been used to flesh everyone else out and reflect on the Xehanort saga so the gaurdians of light could learn and grow as Keyblade weilders, but no, Seems they can;t stell a story without Sora, despite the fans wantng to see more of the other characters...
so, after doing a bit of brainstorming,l I came up with a concept for a hypothetical KH game ((that won;t happen because MoM and re:mind are already done, and the story is moving on)) taht could of allowed Everyone the chance to be relevant in the search for Sora opposed to a deus Ex machina happening, and develop the characters we know and love,
Kingdom hearts 3 X 3 ((the search for Sora))
a hypothetical fan concept for a game that better adresses the time Sora wwas gone and makes sora being gone actually a hurdle instead of something just brushed aside, giving most other characters a time to shine
i'm going to break this into structure, Gameplay and then break down what happens in each individual trio in a general sence, i am not going to wirte full cutscenes or flesh out entre wolds in this summary, but i will give an idea of what the cutscen3es would be like for the trios
Structure opening:
KH 3X3's opening cutscene would start immedietly after the data battlesd in RE:mind, inseated of Cid's PC crashing immedietky and giving out nothing of use, Cid would recover 3 files.... and then the PC would crash and reboot, Within these files, we see 3 things:
1: files on the organization members, both in KH2 and the real org in KH3. allowing the gaurdians of light to actually reasearch and understand the organization for more infomation and start bringing the past of members like marluxia into the main series organically, instead of marlucia, larxine and Ventus being union X to brute force a connection. Could also tie into dark road an introduce Xehanort's past and the foretellers.
2; A dark city, Quadratumn, but the gaurdians don't know that yet,
3: a picture of some fragments, Riku sort of regonizwes them, but isn;t 100% sure,
these are pased onto Ienzo, evan and ansem the wise for investigation, and the trios set off to where they planned to look for Sora, Micky, donald and goofy, ((MDG)) Terra, Aqua, Ventus ((TVA)) and Roxas, Axel Xion ((RAX))
STRUCTURE: GAMPLAY
for the sake of ease of creation, KH 3X3 would be comparable to a fragmentary passage in terms of overall legnh, and each party's section would be about the lengh of one 'world' in Fragmentary passage,
most combat aspects from KH3 and RE:mind would carry over, with each of the 9 characters having a simplified moveset, with only one formchange and a shotlock, and fixed combos and magic avalible, like they are in RE:mind, there are no attractions, links or flowmotion
like BBS, you'd be able to choose which trio you'd like to start as, but like DDD, yopu will be playing as each trio all on one save file, you can play the three trios in any order you like,
a big new feature in this game would be Character switching, with a press of the d-pad, you can immeditly switch character, like you would keyblades in KH3, you can do this at any time, so you can play as Terra, Aqua, Ventus, Micky, Donald, Goofy, Roxas, Axel and Xion, unfortunatly, Kairi is already asleep, so she won;t be playable and i can't think of anythig for Namine ((feel free to share ideas though!)) Riku is also not playable because he is with the FF team investigating what was found on Cid's computer.
Disney trio: MDG
in the disney trio's story, you'd play through the surface of Olympus ((sorry, this is to tie it into the KH4 trailer, I was originally going to have a diffrent world here)) looking for clues to Sora's wearabouts, during the story, MDG would potentally struggle without sora, much like how Micky did in the keyblade war, this prompts the trio to realize trhat maybe all this time, the severly underestimated Sora, after all, he did carry everyone for most of the keyblade war, and saved the worlds twice before and in donald and goofy's cases, they realze how much they doubted themselves and decide to step up their game and venture intyo the underwold alone to comfront hades, meanwhile, Micky would return to Yen-sid to stand up for Sora and make it clear how Sora is, to hopefully get Yen-sid to re-evaluate his stance on Sora's self taught skills ((micky could even be bold enough to point out how they almost lost Sora because Yen-sid put him though the Mark of mastery wiithout Sora's self taught skills))
Wayfinder trio: TVA
in the wayfinder trio's story, the trio would head into the realm of darkness as planned, where their bonds of friendship would be put to the test while they search for Sora, being stalked by the vanitas Reanment, during cutscenes, TVA would reflect on their journey and how their lack of faith and trust lead to them being seperated for so long and almost allowed Master Xehanort to forge the Xbalde, as well as kill Master eraqus, because rather than Fight together like the friends they claim they are, they constantly scolded and scorned each other, Aqua and Terra would have a heart to heart about their idividual struggles with darkness and Aqua would apologize to Terra for not beleaving in him just because of bkindly following her master's philosophies, bith Aqua and Terra would also consol Ven and apologize for not helping him realize his potental, and the trio Vow to stick together and have more faith in each other and with their newfound bonds, they easily overpower and defeat the vanitas Reanimant, almost as easily as Roxas beat SIax in KH3 with a trinity finisher to boot, after this, Ventus would begin to recall some of his past ((more subtly bringing in KHUX lore instead of shoehorning it in)) and Aqua and Terra would vow to help Ventus recover his memories... after they find Sora
DAYS TRIO: RAX
in the days trio story, RAX would be searching in both twilight town and maybe the renimants of the world that never was for clues to Sora, durning the cutscenes, Axel would open up to Roxas and Xion about Isa and his long standing friendhip with him in more detail, as well as organically introduce subject X, opposed to her just being shoehorned in for the sake of a mystrery, reflecting on the good times he, Isa and X spent together and maybe giving some more clues as to who she is, Roxas and Xion;s relationship would of course, be explored more, with Axel also helping to Guide Xion and Roxas now they are no longer nobodies, but normal people, and help them to discover and explore their own indentities, not just their connection to Sora
CONCLUSION:
after all 3 trios scenarios are played though there is a final cutscene with Yen sid where everyone ((except donald, Goofy, Kairi and Namine)) is together to discuss their findings, it doesn't mater which trio finds what, but 3 items are recovered, ione by each trio, they are the following
1: A wooden Sword
2: a Crystal religa, like the one we get after defeating Youzora
3: some fragments of... something
there would be a long discussion,with the characters initally reflecting on the Xahanort arc as a whole and what they've learned from it about themselves and how to be better keyblade weilders, as well as discussing the organization's past, Subject X, and Ven's lost memories before Kairi finally wakes up and joins the discussion, with everyone here, the group carfully studies the 3 objects and pictures Cid has, and begin to make connections, Riku remembers playing with the wooden sword with Sora andc realizes his bond with Sora is a key to finding Sora, Kairi also regonizes the fragments, and so does Riku, it's the charm that Kairi gave to Sora back in KH1! so they realize that Kairi is also a key to finsing Sora, finally, the religa and the dark city, there is a long discussion about weather it vcould be the end of the world, or the world that never was, but boith those theories shut down quick, it's only after a genuine effort to solve this themselves, would the rtrio ask Ansem the wise and fairy godmother for help, it is then that they l;earn that Sora is in unrealitry, With micky, TVA and RAX opting to stay behinf just in case the foretellers or Xehanort comes back, Riku and Kairi head for Quadratumn, with Kairi backing out in the last moment, like she already does, joining Aqua for actually meaninful traning, not just sitting around talking,
whew! and that is my idea for KH 3X3, a breather game focused on giving growth to almost all the characters who arn;t named Sora, I hope you like it and thank you if you read this far, feedback and critisisem is appreciated so long as you are constructive about it,

I am seeking someone with whom I can engage in deep conversations, exchanging thoughts on how we live our lives, our perspectives, and what we make of existence as we await our inevitable demise. I am looking for someone whose outlook on life aligns with mine, with whom we can collectively find the best way to live out our allotted time. Together, we will share our plans and goals, discussing our understanding of various matters.
I would be delighted if you, upon deciding to write to me, could explain why you chose to do so and share a bit about yourself, to streamline our initial conversations.
Some of my reflections and views on life: - I've come to realize that happiness for me won't come from having a big house, an expensive car, or even a family. Happiness, for me, lies in improving people's lives. Eventually, I'll die (like everyone else), and if I only live for myself, it would be meaningless—everything will go with me to the grave. But if I create something that improves people's lives, something that remains even after I'm gone, it gives meaning to my own life and brings me hope and happiness. I'm willing to dedicate my life to this, to improving the lives of others. - I'm interested in philosophy not just as a hobby, but as a necessity for determining the direction of life and how to approach it, understanding what to do in this life. - I often ponder the meaning of life in the face of inevitable death (because what comes after death greatly influences what to do with life). - I'm interested in what to do in life and how to spend it. The typical scenario of finding a job with good pay, buying a house, starting a family, retiring, and dying doesn't appeal to me (but I don't have anything against it). If you resonate with these sentiments, I eagerly await your response.

I've always wanted the YSL Libre perfume but I didn't want to ask my step dad, rather buy it myself. I was in the mall once and showed my mom the perfume. She jokingly said that she'd gift it to me on my wedding (I was like 18), and I replied saying "nah by then I'll buy it myself".
So anyways ive been trying to save my pocket money with the intention of buying it when I have enough savings to splurge. my mom is fully aware of this scent that I absolutely love. I couldn't stop raving about it after trying it.
Fast forward to present (I'm about to turn 20), my mom buys the perfume but does not tell me, she buys some others for herself as well. she shows me 2 of them and makes me smell one from her hand. I instantly recognise its libre and my heart races. she was going out somewhere and had applied it. I found out she bought it and was settled with the assumption it's for me.
After almost 2 weeks of no mention of it, we go out for dinner today. when I get into the car, there's a heavy, heavy smell of libre. I ask my mom which perfume she's put and she replies with "burberry weekend" I go "um that's not weekend I know". I drop the subject cause I know there's no point in prodding her any further. during the ride the smell was quite legitimately make me wanna throw up.
I'm not sure why and I find this weird but this was a scent I loved so so much and now I just wanted to get away. I kind of let out a tear too and was so overwhelmed cause scents are a very sensitive topic for me. she herself dislikes me using her perfumes cause we'll obviously their hers. I might be overreacting but I was with a heavy heart the rest of the way. I really wanted it to be a scent I was recognised with and now it belongs to my mother, am I seriously just crazy for being so petty?

Originaly posted on letsnotmeet
First of i would like to apologize in advance for the bad english in this text (not first language). I have changed some details in the story as i dont want any connections made to me from this story, hence the throwaway acc. I have been puzzled for a couple of days and i just feel like i need to Share this further even tho i was not alone in this.
It started as just any afternoon, i had just came home from the gym and had just eaten when my friend called me and asked if i wanted to take a ride on my motorcycle. This is something we do alot where we just head out and drive around with good music and good Vibes and since it was a really hot and nice day it couldent fit any better. I grabbed my helmet, keys and headed to him. At first we drove around abit and just vibed to some white girl music and lived life in the heat. As i was running low on fuel we where about to head back to him when he suddenly pointed out a semingly normal gravel path leading into the forrest. As we had nothing better to do we started to ascend the trail which was quite steep. It was so steep that my friend had to jump of for a bit while i drove up. When we reached more plane grounds we decided that i should drive forward abit just to see if there was anything to see or if it was just a dead end or some random house. I started to drive ahead abit and was first met by a wavy gravely path for a while until there on the left side was an opening in the trees revealing a trail which had quite fresh tiremarks. I thought that it abit odd but thought nothing of it really and i just continued forward when i suddenly on the trail infront of me maybe 10 feet i saw a man standing by a car. As the road curved the sight was blocked so he could not see me but i could make out his shape and some details. He looked to be in his thirthies and he wore a black cap and gray zipup. I at this point started to think that maybe we where on private property however there were No signs at all indicating that. I however decided to turn around and head back to my friend so that we could go before the man by the car could manage to drive after unknowingly that we where there. I drove back to my friend who was abit tried for having to walk with his helmet and i told him about the guy that was further up the road. We were just rakning about following the trail into the woods on the left by foot when we saw the lanterns of a car approaching from where the car had been. At that point we both just noped out of there and he practically jumped onto my motorcycle and we drove away. As we where heading back down the trail the car approached us rapidly and was soon right on my tail. We both felt that it was time to go and i pulled out on the main road just to have the car copy our turn. I saw a smaler road i had taken before that led to a bicycle path which i took us down on. As we looked back we could see the car come to a complete stop on the road before slowly drivning away.
I know that just this incident by itself may not be very disturbing and it really Isin’t and was just quite fun. The disturbing part of it is that we wanted to see the end of the road without having to go back again so we looked it up on google earth and what we found there is the really disturbing part. We found the road but when we looked at the pictures which must have been old because on the photos there were multiple houses on the side of the road on of which looked to be in really good shape with newly mowed grass and a caravan parked next to it. The situation however was really odd as there was alot of thrash on the ground and what looked to be clothes spread around on the ground next to the gravel path. Something even weirder was that when i clicked along the path to see the end of the road it was blurred and you could not see what was hidden behind it.
I could show the pictures from google earth right now but since i did not get any pictures of the road when we were there i would have no proof for everything i have already writen so there would be no point. However me and my friend will be returning there sometime this week and then i will get good pictures of where the houses where on google earth and what lies at the end of the road. Will uppdate once i have aquired said photos. See ya soon
Edit 1: There was a hasted change in plans and me, my friend and another guy decided to head back to the place again today insted. I probably should have taken your advice on being weary of returning. Something weird is definetly going on over there. Its almost like the forrest and the path change and the road had diffrent paths. And the biggest problem is that there is a cabin there now. I cant wrap my head around it. When we were there last time we stood right where it was today. And its not new, it looks like it has stood there for ages, it is well kept tho. And a new roadblock had appeared blocking the path to the final part of the trail. We took the car there this time and we had to walk the last bit since we couldent get past the barrier. As we walked i had a very odd dejavu feeling and i could swear that i looked over my Shoulder at least 10 times. At the end of the path an anonymous looking building surronded by a giant fence lay. Next to the building was a camoflauged radar mast connected to the building. Due to not wanting to reveal my real orgin and to not get in trouble with higher power i refrained from photografing the building. There was a defence department sign stating that doing so was highly illegal and i dont want to risk anything over a reddit post. We noped out of there pretty fast before returning to the roadblock. Insted we investigated the cabin that appeared out of semingly no where. My friend went forward and looked in through the window as i had an eerie feeling. He looked for a second and then he took of running. I followed suit and he just said get in the car.
As we drove of he explained that the inside looked faked and too "fixed" and that he also saw a cup of coffe sitting on a table. He Said that something was really off about it and that it looked staged. We took of in the car and headed out onto the main road again. I am in awe right now and i dont know if i want to return or if i should Stay away from here. We also investigated abit around the house and found a couple of footprints from a boot and some other things. Im torn right now, does anyone have an explanation for this or is something weird happening?
Uppdate 2: this is going to sound like a rant and it very much is but im sitting here now and dont know where to go. I looked close at Google earth images and a whole house and its lawn has been wiped of the radar. The house we found was 1 of 3 all in similarity to the one we found. Everything is wrong. I get agitated and paniced when i look at the map because it is so wrong. Everything is diffrent. I need to go back and find the other houses. This time i Will get pictures.

I am a 17F and my entire life I’ve lived together with my married parents. My mom’s childhood was pretty bad as her mother left her at a young age and she lived with her dad who molested her (he died ab 10 yrs ago). She was an only child, same as me and it makes sense to her very introverted personality. She does not work, had 1 job for a few months during my life time. She leaves the house once a week to get groceries and that’s it. She dosent talk to any of her family and dislikes my dad’s family. My parents never really had much chemistry to begin with, there very much opposite. As a child, I realized my parents were different than other parents. My parents haven’t slept in the same bedroom since I was a baby, as long as i’ve been alive they’ve never been on a date, and generally just no romance at all. I remember good and bad memories with my mother. I remember going roller skating with her in my driveway, and us going to the mall together, and very constant arguing. Into my early teens I started to really feel distant from my mother. I realized that we just didn’t get along at all at a young age and in order to keep myself happier I must avoid her. I reflected on all the things she’s said to me and how they affected me. I remember when we went shopping at justice in the mall and how she’d criticize my body. I was told my body wasn’t good enough for a bikini or any cropped clothes but it’s okay because I will “thin out” when i’m older. All the times she picked on my body or pointed out that she weighed more than me started affecting me. The combination of that lead me into my own eating problems and in that time period I lost weight. My mom would always tell me how skinny I was. One day she yelled at me and threatened to take me to a mental hospital if i didn’t “stop” and then congratulated me for my weight loss the next week after a doctors appointment. At a young age I found out that my mom has bulimia and has been taking laxatives for years now. I also started noticing my mom’s drinking habits. She would change into an entirely different person when drunk, even the tone of her voice would change. She did reckless things when drunk. A key memory I have is all the times my mom snuck out and my dad wakes me up in the middle of the night, “your mom’s gone.” This meant she was out cheating on my dad. My dad caught her sneaking out with lingrie in her bag. She met the guy she cheated on my dad at my friends moms house in 4th grade. There were years of this, then my dad smashing her phone and it would happen again. My mom would lie a lot about it as well. There were many times where she went out in the middle of the night to get beer, comes back with a damaged car or hit the garage etc etc. My mom got into a drunk car accident with me when i was a baby under 1yr old. My dad saw the jack daniels in her car, took me while my mom stayed with her dad in the hospital. The police had been involved with my parents once. They got in a fight over windows and my mom punched herself and blamed it on him. I honestly didn’t believe it until i saw that he recorded her, wasted punching herself. One time, when i was 9 my mom asked me if she wanted my parents to get a divorce, i said yes, so she locked herself in the bathroom with a knife and a rag. This leads me into my fear that she is going to hurt herself. There will be someday I moved out and I won’t be there to see that she’s okay at all times. For anyone wondering I am okay and have been in therapy. My mom has been in therapy because she is on meds for her panic attack disorder. She dosent tell the doctor this and hides it. My dad admits that he kept taking my mom back because he feels bad. I honestly just want my mom to tell me she dosent love me so i can not have sympathy for her

Financial aid officers, please look at my letter and let me know if it is appeal acceptance worthy, and what changes I should make that'll benefit my chances. I have placed underscores on specifics for privacy reasons.
SAP Appeal Letter
Dear Student Finance Appeal faculty, staff, and team,
I hope this summer break has been warm and smooth sailing for you. It has come to my attention that I do not meet the “Satisfactory Academic Progress” and I may become ineligible for student financial aid. This would be because of my record of withdrawing or failing classes these past fall and winter semesters, causing my inability to reach the 67% of hours needed to fulfill. In this letter, I plan to openly express my reasons for failing to meet your standards and how I plan to meet and strive to reach even further in hopes of your kindness and consideration.
On ____________ a Friday night, my family and I became victims of a major car accident. Thankfully my family was left with only deep bruises and cuts. However, on my end, I needed major surgery ______ due to having a displaced, femoral shaft fracture. I missed out on almost a month of school, just months before my high school graduation. Two months later, I visited the ______________________'s campus to decide on where to attend university. Initially, I thought that my healing progression would be manageable by the time I started the fall semester, but I was wrong. My physical therapy, which should’ve been a 1-year journey, was cut down to only three months because I decided to participate in ________(Summer Classes in person at school ). Because of the school’s elevated campus, filled with endless stairs and uphill walking, I was left with painful and energy-draining walks to classes for the entirety of my first semester. It came to a point where the pain and mental distress made it extremely difficult to attend my classes, therefore where my decision to drop classes came in.
During winter break, I had a follow-up check-up with my orthopedic doctor, where I discovered that I had refractured my femur due to my physical activity on campus. He advised that I avoid stress on my leg, which was impossible. Again, this led to difficulty in fully attending and focusing on my courses during the winter semester. Some classes were easier to reach than others, such as walks to ______________where the walk is mostly flat, compared to a walk to_______________, where I’d have to walk uphill and go over several sets of stairs, which led to the downfall of my grades. The pressure of being a student abroad while also being someone whom people back home have high expectations of, my performance led to a decline in my mental health.
Due to these reasons, I decided to retake the dropped courses this Summer through ________________ since they are online. I’m also pushing my admission to the nursing program by a semester to catch up on classes and improve my GPA. To further ensure that my academic performance will not be interfered with moving forward, I’ve just recently gotten checked, and now I am 100% healed according to my doctor. This means that I should have no more physical trials holding me back from achieving academic success from now on. I’ve discussed my academic plan with my advisor, and she is quite understanding of my situation and supportive of the way I wish to go through my academic career. As a student studying at ________________ to only achieve a nursing associate, it is difficult to reach a certain number of credits without being a part of the nursing program because of the small number of classes needed. So, I kindly ask for your patience as I gradually increase my credits and improve my academic performance to meet your standard academic progress. My family is still in the process of paying the bills that we’ve been charged with since the accident, so my financial aid is extremely crucial to aiding in our financial situation. I kindly ask you to please consider my appeal.
Along with the appeal form and this letter, I’m providing documentation that proves my integrity and proof of my medical statements.

Hallo allemaal!
I will be visiting Suriname soon with a few other people. Our trip will be taking us to various locations around the city, like Lelydorp, Groningen, Nieuw Amsterdam, etc. Because I will be traveling with a group, and will be traveling around areas outside of Paramaribo Centrum, I thought it would be easiest to rent a car. I'm looking for driving advice in Suriname. I've been looking online and on this subreddit and haven't been able to find good resources. I'm from the United States so I'm used to American driving laws. Normally when I rent a car in a foreign country I try to get familiar with road signage and road safety laws that are different from the United States. I know the obvious that Suriname drives on the left side of the road. But I can't find many resources for driving laws or road signage that Suriname uses. The American embassy provides this driving advice for Americans driving in Suriname (summarizing):

• Watch out for potholes, pedestrians, flooded roads, and slow moving animals
• Holding a phone while driving is illegal
• An international drivers license is required (why is it not translated in Dutch? lol)
• Cars involved in a significant car accident cannot be moved until after police arrive

I've been to Suriname before and have seen my fair share of anacondas crossing the road XD I've been told Suriname draws a lot of inspiration for driving and road signs from the Netherlands. I've driven in the Netherlands before which definitely required driving adjustments for me. I've been told for example that in Suriname, some roads are not big enough for two way traffic, and therefore one side of the road has to yield to oncoming traffic. Here are my questions:

1. Any good resources to learn more about driving laws? Right-of-way, stopping at an intersection, etc.
2. Are road signs the same as in the Netherlands? Which ones are different?
3. Any general advice you'd add for driving in SU?

Ik ben ook Nederlandstalig dus ik kan ook rijadvies in het Nederlands lezen. Ik dacht dat deze post handiger in het Engels zou zijn als er andere buitenlanders waren die deze post zou lezen. Bedankt voor jullie advies!

Ever since I moved to this house early 2020, the neighbor 2 houses down has always been pretty passive aggressive when something inconveniences her. I have never dealt with her directly, but she leaves notes or complains to my family about whatever it is that has bothered her this time.
Recently, my BIL has started living with us. He's from out of the country and is newly a citizen so he hasn't had a chance to settle in his own place yet with my sister. He bought a car and has been parking in front of our house where we park our other cars. We have 5 cars in total now while he's here, and we park on the street. Nobody has parking spots or anything, its public street parking. This morning I found a note on my house that basically said "Car 5? Are you kidding me." I know its her because its always been her, and yesterday I saw her talking to a police officer about it through my window right in front of my house, but I'm guessing nothing came of it because she's decided to do this now. The last time she complained about cars she said something about not having people over because we're parked in front of our house, when for the most part of the day the cars are only parked there after 5pm as most days people are at work or in classes.
So are we TAs for having multiple cars?

A question for those of you who live alone and don't have much support - how are you approaching the unpredictability of MS?
I'm single, approaching 40, don't have kids, live alone, don't really have friends (or ones I can count on). My mobility and cognitive functioning has been affected quite a bit over the last six months and the unpredictability of this disease is becoming pretty clear. I haven't been well for a long time, but I'm at that threshold where I need to apply for disability, I know I can't work full time, I'm isolated most of the time, fatigue is rough, I have fewer and fewer "normal" days, and I'm wondering what I'll do if I get *any* worse or get pushed past a certain point with no support system.
When I got diagnosed, the clinic emphasized planning ahead but it was all centred around assumptions - like that I have a partner, a car, own a home that can be modified, have a healthy family that has money, etc. Honestly, it made me so upset. All of the therapists seemed relatively privileged and viewed everything through the lens of their own experience.
A few years ago, I was still thinking "maybe I'll get married, maybe I'll have a family, I want to travel the world" but now I'm wondering, should I be taking note of care facilities as a backup plan? And be aware of costs? I really don't know what would happen if I can't take care of myself. Should I be preparing for that? It feels like I went from being an average person in my thirties to geriatric overnight. The other part of me just feels like I'll keep going until I can't and deal with situations when they happen, which may or may not be wise.
That's my sad rant. Any advice on how you're approaching this for yourself and making any type of backup plan would be appreciated.