Sayings for someone who passed away

If you're allergic, or have a sensory issue, understandable. Otherwise it's just plain immature and honestly selfish. When someone is asking you to try something, it's a form of bonding. They want to share an experience with you. It's a sign of care.
I have not met a singular picky eater who has a valid excuse for not atleast trying a bite of things. Because it simply does not exist. It's always something along the lines of "I had it once as a child and didn't like it" or "I had this extremely flexible ingredient in one meal and in one style and I didn't like it so I won't eat it even if it's cooked entirely differently". Like seafood, people will try one type of fish, not like it and then claim ALL seafood is bad and refuse to try anything else. That's like refusing to try beef because you don't like pork.
Different people, cook different things differently. You can have the same dish from two entirely different chefs and it will taste entirely different. Also preferences in food CHANGE with time.
Just because you don't like a tuna fish sandwich, doesn't mean you won't like a tuna steak.
Just because you don't like salmon, doesn't mean you won't like swordfish.
It's so frustrating, we're not expecting you to eat the whole damn thing, or hell, even swallow it. If you don't like things, that is fine. But atleast give it a chance. Being hesitant is okay, for example I hate potato salad. But I still TRY it even though I expect to dislike it. Because ya never know. It's just such a like..stupid ignorance is bliss mindset. It's like these people have a food phobia, so scared of the unknown and not liking it that they don't give it a shot in the first place.
For example:
I'm in a poly relationship and while one of my partners loves trying new things with me, my other partner, despite claiming to be extremely hungry, won't even tolerate foods she slightly dislikes. For example, she will eat chicken flavored Ramen, but not beef flavored. Even though she likes beef. It really sucks not being able to go out for sushi, or any seafood place because we have to cater to her, not because she dislikes the food, but because she refuses to try it in the firstplace based on purely nothing but a bad hibachi experience she had years ago and the smell. How do you know you dislike it if you won't even try??
It's not like you're expected to order a fish meal, but atleast open yourself up to trying a bite of ours and having the opportunity of possibly changing your mind on seafood. Some will say it's ignorant to force someone to try something they don't want to try, but with food it's literally inconsequential, a small moment of possible discomfort. In my opinion, it is more ignorant to refuse to even give it a chance in the first place. It is an active refusal to better yourself and become less of a burden on others. .

Ive recently started feeling concerned about my mom since I've realized how much my dad is a negative person..
I feel like he’s subtley negative to my mom about everything and it makes me sad because she deserves better. He just treats her like a dummy who always gets it wrong, even though they graduated from the same program, and she is just as smart as he is.
For my entire life he's been doing this thing where he complains to me about my mom behind her back, usually about how she messed something up or did something bad or whatever. It was always very awkward when I was a kid but I didn't realize it wasn't a thing most parents did. And my mom never complained to me about my dad that way.
When shes doing random things he'll complain under his breath about how she's messing up. He also makes fun of her over little things in a way she doesn't to him.
He's always forced his opinions onto us about what is good - as kids he always played us his music, always made us watch his favorite movies, his favorite shows, etc. Even now, since he retired recently he spends almost all day watching his tv shows by himself. Meanwhile my mom never got to do those things and I rarely see my mom getting to watch her favorite tv shows now.
Because of all of this, I think she should leave him. She shouldn't have to grow old with someone like this.
I don’t know how to say it to her because he isnt outright abusive but he's just a negative boring person in all areas of life, and its getting worse. Meanwhile, she's so different, and I don't want him to take her down with him in his downward spiral.
What should I say to her? I don‘t know if I can say he's outright abusive, and I feel like someone could easily downplay his rudeness, but he's starting to get really annoying lately and I'm getting tired of it.
TL;DR - It took me a while to realize my dad has been passive aggressively insulting to my mom throughout my life and I want her to leave him.

Hi! How are you? How's your day been like! Have you had enough water. It's been hot everywhere lately. Did you eat. Please eat well and healthy! A healthy body can accomplish anything.
Who am I-
I am an Indian. At least that's where I was born. Although I have lived overseas as I come from a dysfunctional family so went on with my mother wherever she went and that was when I 6ish. Anyhow at the age of 7 I moved to Libya and lived for about 5ish years and then came to India to study cause we couldn't live in Libya due to war.
I stayed in India for 4ish years and then went onto pursue pre med and medical studies in Poland for about 5ish years and it didn't work out. Lots happened and I developed myself and worked on myself. Tried to apply again to universities and it didn't work but didn't give up on my dream. I really wanted to heal people and help them. Also being a doctor was a status symbol and someone who earned alot of money. But those I didn't care much about expect the money part and to me job security was more important and making a difference.
I am caring, kind, attentive and sensitive. I suffer from depression so it's hard to do anything at times. I live with my mother. Keeps the expenses down and it's been hard to get a job. Also I take care of her best I can. I love my mother been by her side since I was little. Protected her in a very conservative environment both in Libya and India. So I know a few things and there consequences. I have been educated in Islamic philosophy and Christianity as well. But I mostly lean towards the lesser known Hinduism(general term)
My interests are in psychopathy, body language, psychology, philosophy. Although it's been tough lately to get into anything. I had a 5 year relationship with someone from Malaysia and it kinda messed me up. But I have used as a learning experience. All through out my life I have fought hard. But some part of me also yearned for someone to love me. Who eyes would light up and who could feel. Me. Now I want someone who intimate and caring, who has seen the world and isn't shallow. Who can reciprocate and want me on the basis of the person and soul that is me. Not just looks and whatever. Who can be contented by my company and acts of compassion. I plan to visit Phillipines like in a few months so this can lead to us, eventually being together down the road for sure.
A little more about me- I tend to push people away as a way to see if they care. I write and express alot. I don't care for hook ups. I don't care for things. I am down to earth and hate egos. I want to explore every inch of you. What makes you. What your fears are. Who you are and I tend to add onto that. I want to build a good foundation and basis from which we can grow into the beautiful world infront of us. The seas, the skies, the souls which spurn poetry.... aspects of them and not just the things infront of us or the feelings we feel within us. I overthink and tend to want to get to the bottom or root of that particular thing and really find joy in adding to it as well. I love dog, I love cats, I love parrots, animals except spiders. I have arachnophobia.
My insta is freshbreadb. So please message me there. If you read it this far. I thank you for the sincerity.
I want a love
Which is beautiful, understanding, striving, seeing, open, devoting, kind, generous, divine, deeply intimate, intuitive, joyful, blissful, ever growing eternal, never dying, never rotting, ever so soft and patient. Accepting and caring. Both in my giving and rewarding me.
My rewards come simply in the form of affirmations and communication. In the eyes. In your perception. I don't need "aws" I need recognition and real sympathy. Not feelings which fade the minute you lose the place from which they arise. I don't need tough love. I need simply your actions of giving. Giving me time, giving me a ear, giving me what you have as a human being. I have lacked that in my life.
Everything can be bought but your soul is untamable. Yet it submits such a devotion I crave. I want you kneeling over and giving me a ring and saying I am worthy with teary eyes that see my scars and is fiercely passionate about me. That's my strenght. This concept is very hard for people to understand and people who are egoistic will think that this is me, relying on someone to better me. But that's not the truth. Even in simple words I can say relationships are both giving and taking and such is the intimacy of the two entwined together.
I have experienced and do so often when I connect, that I feel a anxiousness when the other I careful suffers. I have suffered in life. But right now I need a home. Very few can understand that and the one who knows whats it's like will know that my words don't come in vanity but come with real thought to them.

Hello, my name is Jami, I'm 25 about to be 26 in a month, I'm a first time mom and had my daughter at the beginning of this year of 2024, it's my first time using reddit, so please bear with me. Ok, now let's get on with the story.
After I got engaged with my husband(Aaron), we didn't announce it yet just til he introduced me to his mom (Lutina) when she's visiting him and the rest of the family we spent Thanksgiving with. She was released from prison in June of 2021. When i ask how was she, she was a bit silent with me more than to Aaron cuz she's talking to him more, but we added eachother on Facebook, we went to the movies together and we took his niece and nephew with us, we had a good time, later on the way home, his mom asked "How did ya'll meet". I answered and I told her how awkward it was when we met cuz of course we met on Facebook and talked for a longest time and had been in a long distance relationship, we had a good laugh, we gotten to know eachother and it made Aaron happy.
The night before my flight, now that Aaron and I are engaged, we started making plans for moving in together by the end of next year, planned to continue my job and put money aside so I could save money for when we find the apartment, on the flight home, it's so hard that I never want to leave knowing that I'll be back, but we always video chat every day.
4 months later, I texted his mom to say hello and she texted back asking how am I doing and told her I was doing good, we texted a good while, I asked for her mailing address so I could go on Amazon and send her a birthday gift since her birthday was around the corner, the next couple of days she received her gift I got her, I got her that necklace with a little message that was meant for a partner's mom, she was so much in tears that she loves it and started calling me daughter in law, it made me feel honored because she was so kind to me.
5 days later Lutina asked Aaron how would me and him like to get an apartment and move in with her and he replied "I would love that" Aaron texted me when I was on my break at work and he asked if I would like it if me, him and his mom would move in together, I agreed, I do anything to be on his site so we won't ever have to be in a long distance relationship.
Time goes by fast and got a new job in NC and Lutina helped Aaron find a job cuz he hasn't been working much cuz as you know, he stays with his sister and wants to try to give her and her kids space knowing he can't stay forever, I flew over the next week and was so happy to see him and his family, well now that we're working, we're on the quest of finding apartments so we could get out of his sister's apartment, I give his sister portion of money to help her pay rent and bills since we were staying with her temporarily.
We on the house search, we made sure to keep Lutina updated, 4 months later I failed to find a place, that's when I found out that I was pregnant, I went to the pregnancy center to confirm, Aaron went with me, Aaron and I ended up keeping it to ourselves because I wasn't supposed to stress during the beginning of first trimester, Lutina called and told me she dreamed of fish and asked if I was pregnant, I froze for a quick second, I wanted to admit it and at the same time I didn't want to say anything, so I ended up lying that I wasn't and she told Aaron he better keep his stick in his pants, I feel bad lying because I don't like lies, pregnancy is not something to lie about.
Next morning I went to work, went to my supervisor to let her know that I'm pregnant and I needed to follow my doctor's order, my closes co-worker new but didn't say anything, I was thinking one of a co worker I was never close to found out about it and it led on to all the co workers that everyone ended up finding out that led to his sister, she slperged it to his mom, my mom and everyone in his family, I didn't want to say anything but I ended up spilling the beans, we attempted to move back to my home state, but Lutina started to break down and cry cuz she didn't want us to go, and always wanted grandkids from Aaron and me, so she suggested we move to the same area with her, and big mistake, we agreed and my mom agreed, I was mad at his sister for awhile but I'm glad she did what she did, because our family and friends had to know some how, because like I said before pregnancy is not something to keep a secret or lie about, I felt bad about it, but it all went well.
2 months later, we are on the the move, we got our new jobs, the move is a bit big but we can't raise a baby in his sister's house, his grandmother is too old to deal with it, so the move went well, stayed with Lutina's friend for awhile just til we find the apartment, I applied for wic, food stamps and other programs to help me as a first time mom.
The following week we started our new jobs, it went well, we always eat with his mom at breakfast and lunch, it's all good just til after we find out the gender of the baby and made a gender reveal video live on Facebook, I got so excited, yes, it's a girl, I was so happy, I already got her name pick, I named her after my best friend who passed away 2 years ago.
The next day I got myself breakfast because of course I got to eat for baby girl to keep her going, I was at my table and Aaron and his mom came to the same table with me, Lutina started to guilt trip me over not getting Aaron breakfast that she had to get it for him, I politely try to give a true excuse that I didn't see him that I thought he's still working that our break times are different and she brushed me off saying "of course you did, he was at that door" and than I lost my temper and said well I gotta get back to work, the baby and I lost our appetite, threw my plate away and left and went to the cleaning closet to get back to work and she started yelling, as I was attempting to start collecting trash, Aaron went to me asking what was wrong with me and I said "you know what's wrong with me, your mom is guilt tripping me over not getting you anything when I didn't even see you or maybe I didn't know you were on break " Aaron said "You need to eat for babygirl's sake and not be mad over that" and I said "yes, I should eat without having to be guilt tripped". He agreed.
Part 2 will be posted tomorrow, it's a very long story, as I said it's my first time using reddit, so please be patient with me
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How to best approach a player who has a strong forehand wing, in relation to their backhand, but knows the limitations of their backhand so will just take zero chances and chop, slice or Bundt back deep on their backhand side.
I prefer playing people who have a little bit more ambition on their backhand side, even if it’s not a strength, because I can move them from side to side or hit towards their backhand side and often get unforced errors are plenty.
However, at the 4.5 level , came up against a guy yesterday who very much understands his game and shielded that backhand side incredibly well with a slice defence on the backhand. When I tried to approach on the backhand side, or put that side under repeated pressure, he would just reset the point with quite a high deep defensive shot that would then mean I have to hit a aggressive drive volley or pretty much reset. Basically, I had to hit higher risk lower percentages in this match, then I would usually like to and I didn’t understand how to exploit this players very good but slightly limited game
I’m not exactly someone who can hit through, often try to milk errors, approach the net to put away or play angles very well.
Would be good to get peoples thoughts on how they approach this thank you
It finished 5-7 6-4 Draw.

Here's everything we know about the final chapter in George A. Romeros Undead Apocalypse Series:
The movie is being produced and supervised by his late wife Suzanne Romero, who found several film scripts that are completed by George at their studio estate which are being kept protected by the family
The film will be directed by Brad Anderson who has given us films such as "The Machinist, Session 9" and many others, and is enthusiastic about the film
The film will be the definitive ending to the entire narrative thread of the undead Romero franchise.
The plot is said to take place away from the cities, towns, countries normally seen in the franchise and set on a tropical island. It picks up after the events of 2004s Land Of The Dead and continues its tale.
George took criticism of both Diary, and survival of the dead personally to heart listening to the reviews and feedback. He wrote the final chapter as a way to earn back the respect and enthusiasm of his fans by giving them a genuine return to form film.
The movie halted during the writers strike that had happened. Suzanne was in talks with some named actors/actresses for the film, and negotiated with the guild to get the movie moving into production.
The film is said to be released at some point next year, but unknown at the moment.
Brad Anderson said this about the project in an interview:
“George Romero’s 1968 classic Night of the Living Dead may have been the first real horror movie I ever saw and its shock value, its keen social relevance, and even the means by which it was made were all hugely inspirational to me,” Anderson said after announcing the deal.
“George’s ‘indie spirit’, his Do-It-Yourself approach to filmmaking – outside of the main industry; on a shoestring budget; collaborating with family and friends – is exactly how I made my first film, and to some extent still make films now. Night of the Living Dead, and many of those that followed, wove together straight-up horror with pointed social commentary. This unexpected combination is what elevated George’s films, and for me, it is exactly what is most exciting about Twilight of the Dead.”
Anderson went on to describe Twilight of the Dead as "a zombie movie in which limbs fly and heads roll, but one that is also about social transformation, one that asks the question: What is it to be human? It is also a horror movie with 'heart' and, dare I say, hope. As a filmmaker who relishes combining and reinventing genres, the chance to bring to life (so to speak!) this last installment in George Romero's zombie franchise is a true honor and a privilege."
Roundhouse table productions is producing and distributing the film for a theatrical release.
Stephanie Holbrook is casting the movie alongside Suzanne Romero.
The screenplay for the movie, which is described as "the seventh and final installment of the seminal Living Dead film franchise,

someone makr this: In the dystopian satire “animal farm”, George Orwell set out to write the abuses of dictatorships, especially that of Stalin and the USSR (of which the novella is an allegory). The importance of loyalty is a very important theme within the novella. It is first used by Old major (who symbolises Karl Marx and his Communist manifesto) to create loyalty to a cause to overthrow man (which symbolises how Vladmir Lenin used the communist manifesto to help overthrow the Tsar Autocracy). Due to the animals being blinded with their devoted loyalty to the farm, the pigs slowly use this opportunity to control and oppress (which Orwell uses to really show how Stalin slowly rose to power due to everyone else being deluded in the cause of the USSR).
1. Through Boxer to show how leaders misused the power indirectly given to them by their own hard-working citizens, to keep the citizens blinded to their usurpation of power. Firstly, Boxer is only “Content with learning only 4 letters” when learning the alphabet. This perhaps shows he is ready to be content In any situation. Ready to be loyal to anyone. This shows the lack of his mental power. This is contrasted with his mantra, “I will work harder”. This shows he would do anything physical to improve the farm but not his mental mindset. Here, he symbolises the Proletariat who would workday and night. Orwell perhaps uses these moments to foreshadow that he would be a victim to his loyalty and does this to teach that whilst the leaders misuse their power, it is because of the working class who in fact generate them more power.
Later in the novella, power indirectly due to boxer’s loyalty is shown to be most important when boxer is shown to be loyal to napoleon because he “looks” at hi m to know if he should “kill” the dogs. The dogs are napoleon’s guard and only source of protection. This shows the ultimate power of boxer, because he could have taken over the farm, and truly establish Old Major’s dream for an animal utopia. However, he does not and lets the governing powers (napoleon) take over and give him orders. This really symbolizes the failure of communism and the proletariat in the USSR – they had the power to have a full rebellion against Stalin but could not due to their mental constraints. Orwell therefore uses the importance of loyalty to demonstrate that it is in fact the proletariat who lead themselves to their grave – and those in power are able to only due to the ignorance and lack of intelligence of their working class – the basis for their country.
2. The importance of loyalty is shown through napoleon, because orwell uses him to expose how leaders use loyalty to get what they want. When napoleon introduces an optional task he says that it is “merely” any hard work but if no one chooses to do it their “rations” would be “cut off”. Napoleon indirectly forces the animals to work, but to do this, napoleon uses doublespeak – a technique that (like Stalin) may have used in their speech to make the truth sound more palatable – the truth of work. This is an allegoric reference to Stalin and how he presented the five years plan to be achieving and its benefits, deluding the proletariat in that dream and forcing them to work. Orwell therefore cruticises how leaders manipulate their population in order to cultivate loyalty to the cause the leaders create to fulfil their selfish desires. Additionally, napoleon creates loyalty towards him when the dogs “tore [the pigs] throats out”. This is visceral imagery happening right in front of the animal eyes. Napoleon would therefore be scared off, and no one would want to do anything to him, and this is how napoleon cultivated loyalty. This is symbolic to the great purges in 1937, where Stalin publicly executed absolutely anyone that could take over his power. One of the most famous ways he did this was through show trials in Moscow, and they were public to inject fear into the proletariat, keeping them subservient to his totalitarian regime. Orwell therefore uses this to highlight how leaders use extreme violence to create loyalty. This therefore emphasises its importance
3. Loyalty Is ironically important through the 7 commandments. This is because whilst it is the sacrosanct that the animals have to abide to, the creators really break the fundamental rule when they create it. This is because when the pigs make it, they are shown to have power over Old Major’s thought and this perhaps shows that they already have power over the other animals. This breaks their last commandment “all animals are equal”. This perhaps symbolises the krondstadt rebellion where the sailors who were devoted to the cause of the USSR were assassinated by the likes of Lenin – who was also devoted to the cause but was more of a leader. Orwell uses this to teach those who present themselves to be the solution to the disease are worser than the disease itself. This shows the importance of loyalty because whilst the leaders advocate rules equality, creating loyalty within the population, they slowly change it to fulfil their avarice.
This idea is in fact further developed by the changing of the commandment “all animals are equal” to “all animals are equal, but some are more equal than others”. This shows that Napoleon is advocating equality, but he now does it in a paradoxical way. This symbolises how Stalin had took control of the whole of the USSR whilst advocating equality. Orwell therefore uses this to demonstrate how leaders present themselves as advocates towards a good cause, creating loyalty within the citizens. However, they are really against the cause, using it for their own greed, which perpetuates injustice towards the proletariat. Here, corruption of power is shown and this shows how leaders can become corrupt by power by bliniding their population with the loyalty and hope fused in them.

Loyalty is shown through the sheep and their mantra “four legs good, two legs bad”. The sheep chants this whenever it is needed, and this loyalty of the shee is used by napoleon to keep his animals subservient. The sheep represent the part of the USSR (or any dictatorship for that matter) who do not know what they are supporting/doing but continue doing it anyway. Orwell perhaps create sympathy for these deluded beings as they really fight for injustice towards them, without knowing it. Orwell criticises how leaders utilise these people’s unknown loyalty against them.

Overall, loyalty is a heavy theme in the novella. Orwell uses it to not only explore how leaders use it to fulfil their gluttony, but he exposes how the proletariat give the power to the leaders due to their undevoted loyalty to a cause.

Okay, let me start with by saying that I hated Amber. She annoyed me so much and when she got with Wilson I felt bad for him
That being said, I bawled like a baby when she died. The sadness he showed felt so freaking real, it struck something in me and even when I reiterated what happened to someone who doesn't watch the show I teared up lol
Like she kinda grew on me, and she was there for House when he needed someone, and she overall wasn't a bad person imo. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to get what she wanted no matter what

I'm at 22 years old. I'm in college. I'm mostly away from home now. I feel best when I'm away from my family.
I come home from time to time, too often if I think about it. Whenever I come home, my parents keep being intrusive. They want to talk with me, they ask me questions about my life in general and I hate this to the core. Like my entire life they never been there for me or interested in my life. They abused me in all ways possible and now they act like they are interested in myself. I don't want or need that.
And they are like: Why are you this way? You dont talk with us, you dont ask us anything. You just seem uninterested, you're not like yourself.
Well, because that's a persona I've created to stop you from asking questions about myself or to not attract attention. A doormat, a people pleaser, whatever was needed. And now.. you probably just see me for who I am. A person that doesn't feel any feeling of belonging in that family. Nor wants anything to deal with.
I have some money, cause I have a scholarship from my university, I do pretty well there. And I go to a church in my village(where I am from) and get paid for singing in that choir there. So I get a bunch of money monthly that I can basically handle everything that I need with. At uni I live in a student dorm, where I pay a very small amount of money, so I can use the rest for food or whatever else I need. What I wanted to say is.. I don't really need them. I rarely ask them for money, I hate to be dependent on themselves with that anyway, that's why I tried my best to just be independent and do my best, cause I hate counting on anyone else for that.
I don't get it. They never really supported me with anything. The preparation for my medschool entrance exam, I payed teachers mostly from my own money.. they never helped with transport or asking me how is it going, or anything. They weren't really interested. They just were "happy" when they heared I got in. Like come on. And now, all of a sudden, they expect me to act like they are my parents? While I felt completely disconnected and on my own from like 10 years old?
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For context, our friend group has been very close and together since middle school, so we're currently in our early twenties together. It's a pretty small knit group and we consider each other family because of how close we are. My friend, we'll call her J, has apparently been talking to a coworker that's 10+ years older than her, yet we had no idea until recently. Along with that, he has 3 kids already, and the mother is also working at the same establishment with them. The only reason any of us know is because she has vaguely made posts about it to her instagram, but she still hadn't brought it up to us in any conversations or reached out. Once we knew, we showed some skepticism and concern for her but left it at that wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt. To celebrate the end of the school semester, we hosted a big game night at my house and it was really nice because we haven't all been together for a while, being busy with work, school etc. Halfway through the evening though J started to be a lot more distant and quiet, choosing to be on her phone or closing her eyes instead of being part of the excitement. She is a naturally quiet person, but has never been this exceptionally closed off so it was a bit strange. Towards the ending of the evening, my other friend (21 F) pointed out that the reason J was on her phone so much was because she had been texting non stop to 33 M. We all started talking more about our thoughts and kinda mentioned the idea of having a talk with J and try to get a better idea about their dynamic. We know she's uncomfortable with confrontation though so we didn't really know how to start it, but at some point someone said a joke and J nonchalantly stated "i have a boyfriend, we're official" and we all just kinda stared at her. We asked how long ago they became official, and she admitted that they'd been bf and gf for about 2 weeks-2 weeks and none of her closest friends have heard a single thing. Naturally, this was a quick kickstart to the conversation we had been wanting. All of us were very gentle and patient with our words because we genuinely do come from a place of concern. We started by asking how he asked her out and she just said he bought her a cinnamon roll and she said yea. Her expression was very blank though and not one you'd expect someone to have when speaking of their new significant other. From this point, we flat out told her that we were worried, because it seemed like things were going a little fast and it was really sudden. Also pointing out that his kids are expected to be a very important fraction of his life, and if the relationship were to go on enough, she'd possibly become parts of their lives too. Judging by his position and age, it doesn't seem like he'd be looking for something casual, especially with a younger girl. We kept trying to emphasize his position as a father and co parent because that's a big part of someone's life, yet she still regarded him as only an individual, but we know that parents and kids are most often a package deal... We then pointed out that we were only so concerned because we knew nothing about the guy, so we asked what he was like. She had no answer, just some silence and then admitted that he was nice. Couldn't even say something trivial like his favorite color or what he's like at work. So to be more direct we asked J what she liked about him, and she said "idk, he's nice and he buys me food...", so we asked if she even really liked him and all she could say was idk. In the past, this mention of him buying her stuff has been like the only clue we've gotten, so we really hope she isn't just stringing him along for the attention either. Any other question we posed about her feelings towards him or herself and what she saw for the future was "i dont know". She couldn't even clarify if she knew he had good intentions or not, which was especially strange. at some point we emphasized that she doesn't owe us anything and does not have to do what we tell her at all, but it would be nice to hear about these kinds of life updates from a close friend because we care and want to support her. Yet all she said to this was "idk, i dont like reaching out i don't like talking", which really took us aback. This, adding up with her distance from the party, and her quietness throughout the whole conversation was quite upsetting to hear. At that point it became pretty clear that what we were trying to talk about was just going in one ear and out the other. She wasn't making any responses or actively listening at all, so we said to keep us updated and that we just want the best for her before everyone went home. After this, my roommate (21 F) (who is part of our small group) and I were talking about how it went. The more we reflected back the more frustrated we got though. She and J are especially close and usually talk every day, yet even she didn't know they were dating for so long already. Doing the math though, there was a week long period where they didnt speak, and this is supposedly the week that J's relationship became official. This was strange and seemed borderline sneaky as it felt like J would rather avoid us than talk about her bf. Another strange factor is that J has had romantic endeavors before, and typically she is very excited to talk about the person and her feelings, though it seems to be the opposite in this case. Given the fact that she can't say more than 2 positive things about him, can't confirm whether she likes him or not, and can't defend his character or their relationship is giving off bad signs. If she really liked and knew him, you'd think she'd say "he's a good guy, you don't have to worry about me etc" yet she couldn't even do this. We began to wonder whether she was hiding everything out of embarrassment because she know's it's a bad idea or naïveté of the situation. I'm starting to get worried that he may be manipulating her to turn away from us, since she's already been giving him more attention and pulling back from the group. There's also the part of her seeming to not care about hearing anything we had to say, or wanting to reach out to any of us, which makes it feel like she doesn't value our friendship very much. We're only so concerned because we're so clueless, yet she still isnt giving any explanations. It's just such a complicated situation that can leave so many parties hurt (J, her bf, his kids, the mom), and it feels like she doesn't understand that. We were all pretty gentle and nice when questioning her, but now regret not being sterner and making her actively respond. We just want J to have the best she deserves and be happy, but it feels like she's not listening, what should we do?
tl;dr My friend is in a new relationship with a coworker who is 10+ years older and has 3 kids. The friend group just found out she's been officially with him for 2 weeks but has kept it hidden. We've tried voicing our concerns s but it feels like she's ignoring us, what should we do?

Where do i even begin, im currently writing this as i sit in the waiting room of the hospital to see a psych doc.
At 10 years old i was diagnosed with depression due to losing my baby brother and my dad walking out on my 10th birthday. I am currently 24 years old and will be 25 next month and things have just not gotten any easier.
When i was 12 my mom slipped on black ice and broke her femur and shattered elbow. I had to grow up fast to make sure meals were cooked so my little sister and i could eat as well as my mom.
I made my first attempt on my life when i was 13 and then another when i was 16 and yet another when i was 18.
I have been in a few abusive relationships and my attempt at 18 was caused by one such relationship. I had been manipulated by her friend that she would kill herself when i broke things off for good. I didn't like the idea that i caused someone to end their life...
Fast forward a few years and life seemed to have gotten better. I had started a job i really liked and met someone truly amazing.
Well, the job started getting less fun a year in, all my coworkers who i enjoyed working with left to go to other jobs (better pay) and i was being overworked. I left that job and found a new place to work, temporary position at my older brother's engineering company. Once that was done i struggled with finding a new job and was on the verge of homelessness.
The girl i had met and fell head over heels with and probably the healthiest relationship ive had sadly passed away, and that was 10 months ago today actually.
Not a day goes by where i dont think about her and its only getting worse as her birthday is on the 21st....
I have been dreading the months of may, june and july....i dont really know what im supposed to do with the hand ive been dealt but i feel like its just one thing after another...hopefully i'll find the help i need in the hospital.

Thus, let us start with the father of the Kayuri's. Born during the 50's, Morgan had quite the lavish childhood. His father served in the CIA during the height of the Cold War. With that, his father began implementing the seed of Morgan's future career.
He went to private school, had wonderful grades, and graduated ahead of time. The bright young man was set up to follow his father's footsteps! Soon he was accepted into the CIA after being endorsed by his father.
And now, the poor boy had an enormous pair of shoes to fill. The weight of his father's presence in the office put pressure during his first years. The fear of failure was something he never wanted. And with that fear he was able to ascend the ranks!
One of these days he went on an assignment with a woman named Mary. And that assignment was how he met the love of his life...
It only took the two a few years to get married, soon to bear some twins. Or so they thought... A higher up in the agency told Morgan they had created a new substance. Substance 14. And their tests on adukts have been fruitless, children however... That was something they needed to try.
Mary outright forbid it from happening, but Morgan was scared. What if his father was disapointed? So many years spent being one of the best agents just for it to be thrown down the drain?
Morgan sat on this as months pass. Soon the twins were to be born. Sadly, the two were too much for Mary, passing as they came out. But strangely... He saw a third. A child in a fetal state It seems like this poor one wasn't able to properly grow.
That's when his superior came in, playing into Morgan's fears. Out of options, he gave the three to the superior. The two healthy babies, male and female, were infected with Substance 14. Other than loud crying from the two, no results were bared. Until Morgan had an idea with the fetus.
He decided to let the fetus incubate in a vat full of Substance 14. There was no other option to save this little one...
Years had passed as he finally named the two healthy children. Felix, and Felicia. The third he would later name Télios, greek for "perfection".
As the years passed, Felicia had some changes. She was a lot faster and stronger than the average 9 year old. And Felix... He was far too mature. Morgan took Felix out to a bridge to have a talk. It soon turned into an argument, and fear for getting made a failure by his son, shot him in the head.
Felix fell back from the shot, falling off the bridge and plummeting into the darkness. Filled with regret, he went back to the other two. Deciding now was the time, he freed Télios from his incubator. Years passed as the three went of assignments as they soared up the ranks! Even though Télios and Felicia were in their teens...
The two has turned 28 as the three came across someone... Morgan's main fear of failure was back, Felix. But how? Whatever caused it, he wasn't going to back down. A fight ensued, the four being beat badly until a black and blonde haired teen broke it up.
Morgan pieced it together in his mind, this must've been his grandson. But then his chest began to produce a stabbing pain. The fight had taken a toll on his old body...
At least he passed away surrounded by his family.

I am 46 years old and have 50 year old sister. We've always been incredibly different despite being close in age and both girls. I am very type A, driven, successful, and organized. I am like my mom in many ways. I have been married for 3 years to a successful and responsible guy, own a nice house and car, am in a good financial situation, have a good job, a great group of friends, and plenty of hobbies. I live overseas though visit more than I should.
My sister is and has always been low performing. Both my parents were active in their community and constantly had parties and gatherings and she hated it. We agreed she was an introvert and they left her with my aunty who enabled her selfishness. She got married early and immediately had a child who had special needs.
Since I was overseas I never really had a full role in raising my nephew though we share an incredibly close bond as I cared for him for his first two years. I tried in vain to connect her to schools and teachers who would help but she refused and homeschooled him. Which basically meant leaving him with my parents. They taught him a lot but he doesn't really have any degrees or a job because she doesn't want people making fun of him.
I have been away for over 20 years and each time I came back to visit, we had arguments that were really bad. I kept coming back for my parents and the kids (she had another kid). I usually came home for the holidays and she never gave me a single gift. And every time she picked a fight with me. Looking back, I realized I left because of her and not wanting to get caught up in her bs.
On the outside she's calm and sweet to everyone and had this reputation but with me she is mean and toxic. Always wanting me to serve her or be someone I am not. When I visit and go see friends, she gets mad because she tells me that's not family time.
As an adult, I can appreciate differences in personalities and admit that some of the things I lack she has and vice versa. But as we get older, some things are coming to light, and I am not really sure how to deal with her and question if it's time to cut her out of my life.
It all came to a head when I got married. I saw how she treated my husband - she was nice to his face but made comments about him. She bragged to everyone about paying for our party while she already had money that was left over for some huge medical bills that I covered for her family (about $20k) that she never returned.
She is too selfish to realize all of the things my parents have done for her throughout the years and refuses to be kind to my mom (dad passed). She lives really close but never even came to help my mom when she was sick recent. Now she (my sister) has been diagnosed with uterine cancer - it has spread because despite people begging her to go to the doctor for months, she just didn't.
Now my mom is caring for her in her 70s. Her symptoms aren't bad and she can function. But she insists on every meal being brought to her. I rushed over from overseas only to have her tell me that I haven't ever done enough and that I am selfish and unavailable. Her son now is following in her footsteps and refused an internship from one of my friends because my sister felt my friends were judging her.
There are many other things I could talk about, but I wanted to focus on the issues that have taken a psychological toll on my family and me.
So, is my sister a classic narcissist, or am I being too hard on her? Should I just accept this personality, or should I come to terms with the fact that my sister really is selfish, ungrateful, and will never be the person I wish she could be? Do I stop visiting and helpig and just get over the fact I will never have the sister I really want/need?
Thanks for listening.

So when i was younger (from when i was 3 or 4 to when i was 8 or 9) at night i would curl up so much that my feet where on the pillow and my duvet was covering my mouth. When i say i was terrified i mean terrified. By bedtime was about 6 and my parents would go up to bed at 10. Most if not all nights i would still be awake at 10. So 4 hours of being terrified.
I never actually told my parents that i was scared because the thought never actually crossed my mind, but what i would do was shout to them one of three things "i need the toilet" "im thirsty" "im too hot" when i said i was too hot typically that was true, because i was curled up so much i was absolutely boiling all the time. But half the time when i said i needed the toilet or i was thirsty that was just to get relief from the sheer terror i felt, because when my parents were there i wasn't scared anymore
All of that stuff happening i can pin onto one situation, my dad had finished reading me a short story and i curiously asked what a skeleton looked like. He probably showed me a random cartoon skeleton, but that made me terrified there were "walking talking skeletons" under my wardrobe and if i didnt have my feet up on my pillow they would take me away and kill me
I remember just not being able to sleep bc of the stress and fear of getting killed or something, most of the time i wasnt actually scared of something i was just in general scared. I would tell myself "if you dont get to sleep its fine because eventually you will get so tired you pass out"
My dad worked from home, and i could see the light from his office from my bed so i was always so happy when he had to work late because it meant there was someone near and i wouldnt be scared all night, i would genuinely think about it in relief over and over every time he worked lat
Eventually because my parents were so annoyed with constantly coming upstairs to give me water they put a shelf next to my bed (my bed was one of those with a ladder to get into) but i still couldnt use it because i didnt want to put my hand over the gap in fear that something would grab me
Eventually i went to South Africa on holiday to see some of my cousins and i slept in the same room as one of them and because when someone was around i wasnt absolutely terrified i could sleep normally without me legs being up on the pillow, i still had to sleep with a duvet even though it was really hot but it was so much better and after that i could sleep normally at home, though i was still terrified
For a while winter has been my favourite season. Last winter i thought "this actually isnt that good" and after randomly remembering all of this i realised, the reason it was my favourite was because it was cold & at night when i was curled up i wasnt always sweating and boiling
Another thing was that if i made too big of a move i would then stay completely still because i thought there was this creature that would come ho and check if i was alive, if i was it would kill me or eat me or something and if i wasnt it would leave, but to cope with the idea of the creature i made up that it wasnt really good at telling if i was alive and if i stayed completely still it would think i was dead and move on
I moved house when i was about 9 and by this time it was better but the staying completely still thing continued to be an issue & while i wasnt absolutely terrified at night altogether i still was sometimes and i couldnt be in my room alone even in the day i would suddenly get overwhelming abouts of anxiety and fear that i would run downstairs
In fact thinking about it now, in my old house there was one toilet & it was upstairs i would always ask my parents to go with me unless one of them was already there because i was too scared and sometimes my parents didnt want to so i would go then run back down. In my grandparents house is was even worse there was a little bit of a hallway thing so basically couldnt see the stairs from the bathroom due to the banister
I would go to the toilet and wash my hands and all that but i had to like mentally prepare to run to the stairs, down them, though the short hallway and into the kitchen where everyone usually was, i specifically remember one time when i started just playing with the bath toys because i was bored and i made a whole ass story about a boat before finally being able to run downstairs
Back to the new house, i started looking behind my wardrobe which is next to the door of my room because there was a little gap. That led me to started checking behind my door as well and then checking behind every door as i pass upstairs and if i dont i get overwhelming amounts of fear, even when my parents are there (im 15 by the way)
Sometimes ill just be in my room and i feel the feeling of fear slowly creep up on me and i was actually have to run downstairs and see my parents before i can relax, typically nowadays once im in bed i feel safe rather than absolutely terrified but i do have to look behind me and then slowly turn all around and basically look at every bit of my room before i can relax, often needing to do it multiple times, and with the doors i have to slowly look up and down every time i exit or enter the room, even if people are around
I just recently remembered my past of being absolutely terrified at night, dreading it and wishing it didnt exist, i would do anything to keep my parents upstairs just realising the fear i feel for no apparent reason isnt new, i just need answers to be honest
Also if your having trouble understanding what the fear feels like, imagine being chased by someone with a knife, fearing for your life as you run. That level if fear
(Sorry if this is a bit long)

I had a short intense relationship where the person seemed all into me from the start with regular communication and inquisitiveness about me. They met my family and friends and a little bit later they said they thought we were so well matched that actually they were ready to propose and get married. we shared the same values the same future outlook in life. everything was just matched. we could talk for the whole day at a time and we did activities together.
i started taking part in their hobbies because I enjoyed doing things together. soon i realised that i was the one doing their hobbies more than they were caring or asking about mine. i noticed the stuff i was proud of like a few of my hobbies and activities they said were silly. they called me dumb and stupid as a joke on several occasions. they even called me a swear word as a joke also. when i expressed i didnt like it they carried on saying it about someone else. apparently they said this stuff to people they care about/it’s their friendship groups humor. they made a joke about my ears as a joke my clothes too there was always something to say about them. i had an intrinsic feeling a few times that they was rushing things and didn’t really care who i was as a person but they kept reassuring me that we were right. we talked about the proposal rings honeymoon future moving in everything. sometimes they were supportive
we met again after a little while of being LDR different states and all of a sudden they had completely changed and were cold with me. they just didn’t care and my jokes were annoying and they seemed happier with everyone else but me. i asked the issue and they said they don’t feel anything for me romantically and i’m nothing more than a checklist. i was shocked and although i accepted things amicably i’m really distraught. i just don’t know how i’m ever going to get the consistency they gave me again / they wanted to talk all the time even from the start and I’ve only ever talked to people before who were very low effort with me. We matched on everything and I was so excited about the future and I just don’t know how I can move on after we had planned so much. i don’t know how i’ll ever find his level of consistency again? i don’t know how to fully move on from being told they were so sure about me to this overnight?

ugh where to begin... I guess I'd just really like to get this "off my chest". I go out of my way to make my boyfriend feel appreciated, put my feelings aside for him, give him cute thoughtful gifts and surprise care packages, compliments, lists of the food he doesn't like and ways to surprise him or cheer him up organized by love language on my phone, bake for him etc. and lemme tell u I am sooooooo jealous of the girls who get spoiled in relationships he loves to say he'll take me shopping or do certain things for me and simply doesn't. I'm so tired of being treat this way that I literally do not want to have sex with him anymore. I don't wanna split vacations, or have to ask for the things I want all the time. I don't want a single grocery store flower, I don't want to feel as though I'm always regretting the love I give bc it's not returned. I go out of my way to show him how to love me and he simply doesn't listen, even the little things about him are starting to agitate me. I do love him, but I'm still always wishing for someone else to treat me better :/

I don't know what flair to put even.
So, I'm relatively new (MR12, 55 daily logins) and I've built 20+ different frames during this time (I like Garuda, Wisp, Grendel, Mirage and Yareli mostly). I always search for more frames to build (like a pokemon mania, also MR raising and just different options to play as), and recently I was being torn who to buy. Decided to buy Valkyr Prime, because she was cheap on the market, and I've heard that she is good with melees.
I've seen many claims here that she is outdated, that she is weak. I still decided that I will be a judge of that.
And... oh my god. She is supposed to be weak? This is weak?! Yeah, I get it, she is a pretty simple character with yet another exalted weapon... but she is by no means weak.
I will just run through her abilities (btw, Valkyr is one of the few characters that I really want to use all of 4 abilities as):

• 1: pulling enemies should be good on paper, but in reality they just fly several kilometres away behind your back. Not the best thing, but it's somewhat fun to swing enemies around and cause them to ragdoll. But what I simply love is her mobility here. I've heard everywhere that her mobility is not that good... I'm sorry, what? I can cosplay as a freaking Spider-Man and fly around wherever I want! (unless being too close to a roof despawns you, happened some time in some tilesets) Her vertical mobility is great, and so is her horizontal one, if you find a good angle. She is very good in Interception and some Defence maps (thinking about Corpus and Void ones, I'm not sure she can be topped there). Overall, a very convenient tool, stupidly useful.
  
• 2: a pretty simple ability. Attack much faster and get more armour. With Eternal War this thing is... well, eternal. 38 seconds max eternal, but still. Synergizes well with her kit, and is just a very nice thing to have.
  
• 3: slightly damage and stun nearby enemies to finish them off. Convenient. Can't say I use it that often, but it's still useful in many scenarios. I can see some finisher-oriented builds built (I'm sorry) around this ability. My only issue is that the stun seems too... short? Baruuk has a muuuch longer sleep duration on his 2, idk what the Valk's problem is, why she can't have a longer duration. My only issue with this ability.
  
• 4: ...wow. Just, wow. Invulnerability on demand? Just like that? Whenever you are outnumbered, just press 4 and murder everything in sight. Low on health? Activate 4 for few seconds, murder something - you are full HP. Also, it gives you a very good weapon that has higher stats than Broken War or Reaper Prime. Yeah, it has short range (can be fixed with Reach), its slide attack massively outshines everything else in its moveset, but it's still a very good weapon. 4 doesn't work with ranged weapons, sure, but hey, 4 seems cheesy enough already.
  

Her abilities could be stronger in some aspects (her claws could be stronger in other aspects, other than slide attacks; her 3 could be longer; swinging enemies around could be done better, idk, like a Spider gadget from Like a Dragon Gaiden (if anyone here played Yakuza), where the main character paralyzes multiple enemies by a web sling, and can also swing multiple enemies at the same time), but overall, she is pretty strong. Imo, she doesn't need a full rework at all, her kit is good, just wouldn't mind some number adjustments (Natural Talent is a must on Valkyr, sadly).
Did I miss something? Maybe, she is much weaker in the endgame? I still haven't unlocked SP (working on it), I am still grinding Voidrig to start TNW, but rn Valkyr seems pretty damn strong and, furthermore, fun for me. Is this just the case of everyone being meta in Warframe, but some characters are less meta than others? I just don't really get why Valkyr is treated like a weak character.

Me ‘18F’ and my boyfriend ‘18M’ had some really difficult times in the last few months.. we had our great moments don’t get me wrong but a few months ago it was a dark time out relationship was pretty toxic, yelling/ screaming etc… the point is we got into fights a lot and he broke up with me almost every single time we did and would get back with me in around two days. And this happened over and over again. All in all we dated for 17 months. A few months ago one of my best friends committed suicide and a day after he broke up with me again and said it was too much for him. At that time I was on hormonal birth-control plus my friend dying and my boyfriend leaving me. If I had been in the right state of mind I would’ve know that he didn’t really mean the break up and was going to get back with me, but I wasn’t. I was devastated about everything. We ended up talking again but not as a labeled relationship. The night of her memorial we had plans after it and he canceled to go with a friend of his while I was crying begging him not to leave me alone. That really messed with me a few days later I ended up talking to a close friend of mine which was my friend who died brother, we talked about everything that happened, we got too drunk and too sad and we kissed for a second then immediately pulled away. I was at his house drunk at night and my man freaked out. He accused me of cheating and I said I didn’t. I felt horrible about it right away and wanted to tell him the next day but I didn’t want to loose him or hurt him…. Especially since I always stayed with him no matter how many times he left me. So I didn’t tell him I also knew he would tell everyone and hate me at that low time in my life i couldn’t handle much more A month later, guilt ate me up and I snapped and I told him about the kiss. I apologized for lying for a while and obviously for kidding someone else. He told me I could tell him the truth and we could work things out. I told him and now he absolutely hates me saying I ruined him. That was never my intention it was a very difficult situation and I really messed up but no matter what I say he just seems to hate me.
Did I ruin our relationship?
TL;DR;; I kissed another guy but we were technically broken up and now he hates me
Two days later he says he was going to off himself because of me

Background:
Eves Family moved from New South Wales to to the State of Tasmania , which is approximately 250 Kilometres (155 Miles) from the Australian Mainland, to a remote town called Fitzgerald. Her family made this move in January of 1989, in an attempt to seek peace and quiet from the busy lifestyle they were accustomed to in New South Wales. Eve was described by family and friends as quiet and shy, who would often avoid social interaction with new people. This description was contradicted by the former detective investigator in her case, Colin Riley, who described her as being outgoing and partaking in risk-taking behaviour. Friends and family also stated that Eve was often subject to bullying and harassment by her peers at school. Eves family felt safe in the area that they lived in and rarely felt the need to lock their doors, as her brother, Jacob Askew, stated in an interview with ABC news. She was caught with cigarettes in her bag shortly before her disappearance, which led her parents to ground her, despite Eve denying that she smokes cigarettes, her diary entries suggesting otherwise. Eves brother (Jacob) stated that this was the only instance he'd known of where Eve had acted out and is unsure of where the description of "risk-taking behaviour" has stemmed from.
Disappearance:
Eve was last sighted on or around November 16, 1991. The night Eve disappeared was described as a normal night. Her parents were out, leaving her at home with her two brothers. Her brothers were watching television whilst Eve resided in her room, listening to music. Her brothers saw her occasionally throughout the night and described her as being in a good mood. Eves parents arrived home, and went to sleep without checking on the kids, assuming that they were all asleep in their rooms. It wasn't until the next morning that it was discovered she was missing. There were no signs of a struggle or violence, which led into belief that she had run away. Shortly after her disappearance, law enforcement received reported sightings from members of the public within the Tasmania area, Hobart, the states capital, being one of them, but none of these sightings have been verified. At the time of Eve’s disappearance she was described as being 157cm tall, of slim build, with red hair and a pale complexion with freckles on her face. When reported as missing, her family stated that she was last seen wearing a tracksuit.
Investigation:
There seems to be no information on when the case was initially closed, but it was re-opened in 2001.
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A tip off, led police back to the family home, excavating the grounds surrounding it, in an effort to find Eves remains. Nothing came of this. This tip off came from a man who was in police custody at the time. He was brought to the property during the excavation process to assist police. There were reports that the man may have been involved in Eves Disappearance. Police did not confirm any of these reports.
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After the investigation at the family property, Eves case was passed onto (former) Detective Inspector, Colin Riley (mentioned previously describing Eve as outgoing and risk-taking). He re-opened the investigation again in 2012. (Unable to find info of when it was closed between 2001 and 2012). Detective Colin stated that the re-opening of this investigation in 2012 sparked many investigative initiatives, including listening devices, and the digging up of suspected grave sights.
During this time period, the police seized a property on Gordan River road in Karanja, a 20 minute drive from Eves family home. The property seized was previously owned by a man who was known to have befriended Eve in the months prior to her disappearance. When Detective Colin Riley was asked if Eve had met up with this man prior to her disappearance, he stated that he "Can't recall".
The police also seized another isolated property belonging to the same man, the particular focus being a septic tank. Police searched the land underneath this tank. Detective Colin in a statement concerning the property investigated, said this "We've detected things that we believe can possibly be used as evidence in court". Despite this statement, nothing seems to have come of this. When asked, Detective Colin was able to confirm that this man was / is a person of interest in the case. The man was arrested and later released without being charged.
Theories:
Despite some speculation online and through the media, there seems to be only one popular theory, being that Eve Askew was met with foul play. It's likely that the person/persons responsible for Eve Askew's disappearance was someone known to her. Perpetrators often prey on and take advantage of children like Eve who are shy, quiet, outcasted. Eves old school friend, when interviewed, suggested that she may of been relying on a person of interest to help her runaway from home, and that this person may have deceived Eve into thinking that they were helping her, and that they were doing so in an effort to take advantage of her.
Tasmania is surrounded by lush bush area (the wilderness) and it's been speculated that she may have gotten lost / injured in the night, but this seems unlikely as her family stated that she was an experienced bush walker.
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Authorities have not made public comment on whether or not Eves parents are people of interest in her case but they did state that they'd found no evidence to suggest they were, and that Eve has likely disappeared for a different reason.
Conclusion:
Despite all enquiries and investigations by authorities, Eve's whereabouts are still unknown to this day. Tragically, Eves parents died in a car accident 5 years after her disappearance. They died not knowing what happened to their daughter. Eves brother, Jacob Asked is very vocal about his sisters disappearance and is advocating for justice to be bought to her case. There's currently a 500 000 dollar reward being offered by Tasmanian Police for information relating to her disappearance and suspected murder.
Sources for this write-up:
https://www.police.tas.gov.au/news-events/media-releases/investigation-in-relation-to-eve-askew/
(Also some of the info on her case on the Tas Gov page is a bit outdated so proceed with that in mind)
https://youtu.be/pr7Koqr6B98?si=8Mckw1EfbgHZRxah
OP Notes:
This is my first ever write-up I've done on here and I'm keen to do more so feel free to leave any criticisms down below as I'd love to improve. If you feel I've left anything out, please feel free to comment it as I know there's always little bits of info about these cases hiding in the cracks and crevices. Authorities seems to be very secretive about the information that they've garnered on this case so I tried to include as much as I could. I also highly recommend watching the YouTube video I've linked in the sources. Very Informative.

Before we begin, here's some links to the previous stories:
The Tale of Skeptic
The Tale of Mess
The Tale of Sicko
The Tale of Ego
And now, let us begin with this recollection fo tales concerning another friend of mine.
Warning: mentions of meltdown, truly insane conspiracy theories, and slight bigotry.
When I started writing this one, I knew it was going to be looooooong, for there is a couple of premises to be made:
First of all, I do not hate the (sometimes) problem player I will talk to you about.
He is my friend, but I need to vent and ask for advice, for he is often unwillingly infuriating to talk to, not to mention to have at a table.
Second of all, both him, I, and everybody in our playing group are on the spectrum.
The problem is that in my country, Autism is still heavily misunderstood: some people think it's just a made-up excuse to try and be “weird and disobedient”, and it can be literally “healed” via physical violence; others formed their entire “knowledge” on the subject matter by watching “Rainman” once; still more think it's just a synonym for whatever completely unrelated mind condition they THINK they understand.
This is NOW.
Imagine fifty and more years ago, when my friend was born; the ignorance about Autism was insanely pervasive, to the point that many literal medical schools actively refused to teach about it, because someone decided that it wasn't real.
This led to my friend, whom I shall call “Condor”, never having a chance to actually work on his condition, and it bloody shows.
Now, his autism is not THAT severe, in many aspects: cognitively-wise, he has no issues, and he knows how to pass off as neurotypical in public.
However, in other aspects, his condition proves to be heavier than a Neutron Star.
The biggest issue is that Condor doesn't have opinions: he KNOWS how things are and how they should be.
Anything that doesn't conform to his personal vision of the world, even if it is just a fictional element of a fantasy series, is automatically objectively wrong.
Practical Example: he HATED “Puss In Boots 2: The Last Wish” because... Kitty's name wasn't Nyx and she wasn't Baba Yaga's familiar.
For those not in the know: Baba Yaga isn't even featured in the movie at all, and the name change would have a negative amount of impact on anything, but since the movie was not made with these insanely specific minutiae in mind, it's shit.
Try and make sense of this.
This lack of ability to comprehend that his insanely specific and niche point of view isn't the objective truth, can lead him to be incredibly offensive, while using the patented Ben Shapiro excuse of “I'm not being offensive, I'm just stating facts, and if that hurts you, that's because you can't handle facts”.
The problem is that Condor genuinely believes it.
Still, he seems to understand that some things he says can be offensive, so he sometimes manages to keep them to himself.
The key word being “sometimes”.
Just to give you another, more detailed example of how his mind functions, there was the time the rest of the group and I were watching some Mortal Kombat XI cutscenes; we just started, so it was the scene in which Evil Raiden was torturing Shinnok with his lightning powers.
Once we explained to Condor the context, he made up an absolutely apeshit narrative about how and why that scene was put in the game that way.
Brace yourself, it's gonna get a little weird, gonna get a little wild:
*Evil Raiden's lightnings are red.
*Therefore, they don't look like lightning (???).
*Therefore, the developers wanted to make sure that not-lightning looks evil.
*Therefore, the purpose is to make actual lightning look good by contrast.
*Therefore, it is all a plan to make people not suspicious of electricity when the 5G will start making us all infertile.
*Therefore, since gay couples can't have biological children by having sex, they're part of this conspiracy.
*Therefore, the entire modern part of the Mortal Kombat Franchise is being pressured by the Gay Lobby and the 5G Industry to promote their ideologies and goals.
All because, at the time, he was obsessed with the dangers of 5G, therefore EVERYTHING had to have to do with it, no matter how little sense it actually made.
It doesn't matter that there is a HEAVILY less demented explanation (aka that red is more easily associated with danger and negative emotions, therefore Evil Raiden was simply being color-coded), he didn't even consider this point of view, and started spewing the conspiracy theory.
It is what he believes, therefore it is a proven fact, and everything that disproves it is a deep-fake.
Of course, that never applies to anything that he can use to prove himself right.
On another occasion, this man literally picked up random data, stated that they proved him right without even consulting them, and when someone pointed out that they actually proved him wrong, Condor said that “data need to be interpreted”.
As if 2+2=4 is open to interpretation.
Before anyone asks: yes, I am still his friend, because I know there is no active malice in the way he acts or speaks, and because, despite his clearly COMPLETELY MENTAL vision of many, MANY aspects of the world, he is not a bad person, and when he doesn't allow his obsessions to distract him, he tries and often manages to be genuinely helpful (more on that at the end of the tale).
That doesn't mean he can't do damage, especially when he tries to help, ironically, because, as they say, “The Road to Hell” and so forth.
He literally actively caused a meltdown to another autistic person, because he decided that it would help said autistic person to vent and then feel better.
How could that be the wrong thing to do? It was what Condor DECIDED to do, therefore (and justly) it was objectively right.
And after a way too long premise, necessary to understand the individual, let's get into the parts relevant to this subreddit: the TTRPG-related ones.
First of all, during our homebrew 5E campaign, the one mastered by Guild, he fucked up badly in a pretty important social interaction scene on purpose.
The party needed to play their card wisely, using a delicate combination of wits, charisma, bribing, truths, lies, and calling in old favors, in order to create an alliance between two factions (the High Academy and the Merchants Guild) that had bad blood running since times unknown.
While my Warlock was doing his best Jack Sparrow impression (you know the one, when he starts being “diplomatic” with the use of complacent big-sounding words to make everybody think he is on the side of each and every one of them specifically), Condor decided that, since the scene was tense and serious, it meant that everybody at the table was on the verge of an anxiety attack, they just didn't know that, yet, and so he had the SOLEMN DUTY to actively ruin the atmosphere of the scene by trying to steal from the insanely influential factions we were bargaining with.
Because, since in his mind a touch of comedy was what was needed, he just HAD to try and be the most actively disruptive Rogue stereotype imaginable.
THAT is Condor's issue: once he gets an opinion on something, forcing that opinion in the current situation, even if it has nothing to do with it, or if it is bound to make the situation worse, becomes mandatory, because he genuinely believes that it would help all the parts involved.
By the way, I'm not assuming his intentions: he later explained them to me in great detail, and of course he decided that the only reason our GM, Guild, was annoyed was because Guild was “being autistic”, not because Condor literally wanted to ruin the mood.
Because Condor is never at fault.
Another time I was telling him some ideas I had for an attempt at an original TTRPG (yes, I'm trying, thank you), but when I started to describe the playable races, he was having none of that.
See, his most prevalent “special interest” at the time was a pseudo-mystical theory that a human is a human even if his soul transmigrated to a non-human body, so, in his mind, just by stating that a game had different sentient species, each and one of them with physical traits, I wasn't just wrong, I was actively attacking him for being right: he was obsessed with the fact that biology is less important than the spirit, therefore stating that a game had races with biological traits was a mistake he HAD to correct.
He offered absolutely 0% constructive criticism, only saying that I was wrong because, basically, I didn't plan the game in advance to be an extension of his own obsessions du jour, and when I decided to end the subject there (because I realized that it would go nowhere and that I would only manage to get aggravated), he even got offended, as if I had some sort of duty to agree with him and to let him shit on my ideas until he said the entire speech he had to say.
Another TTRPG experiment of mine is a ruthless satire about the very concept of battle boarding and power-scaling: I admit it, I'm kind of a weeaboo myself (people who read my other posts might notice an unhealthy desire to master a game based on the Nasuverse, FFS), but nonetheless, I can poke fun at the genre.
Basically, the game would be set in a future version of our world (more or less) in which, after a properly pyrotechnical war with enough explosions to satisfy an entire space-time continuum made entirely of Michael Bays, regular humans became so grotesquely enamored with super-powered individuals, that social stature is now directly linked to how much powerful you're agreed upon to be by the general public.
Basically, if you have vast enough legions of fanboys praising you for being able to atomize a moon by looking at it with mild annoyance, you're seen as deserving to rule a nice chunk of the setting.
The satirical aspect comes from the fact that a world like this is barely functional, because being powerful doesn't equal being a responsible and capable leader, but the vast majority of people in the setting actively refuse to acknowledge this evident fact.
One of those leaders literally has a negative amount of fucks to give about making his dominion work, because he only likes to fight, and can only be forced to do his duty when the few people who can match him in combat threaten to stop sparring with him if he doesn't get his shit together and at least pretends to be a responsible adult.
Yes, he is a Goku parody, why do you ask?
There is also an element of existential horror in the fact that, in a world of Gokus, Pegasus Seiyas and the most inanely broken of Isekai Protag-kuns, the players are (at least at the beginning) relatively normal people, the ones that, in a battle shounen, would be annihilated by the mere presence of basically everybody with a power level in the positive digits, so that the BIG, RELEVANT CHARACTERS can shine more.
So, it should be crystal clear that the entire premise is that this world is decidedly demented specifically and exclusively because almost everybody values big, spectacular super-powers above anything else, right?
Well, Condor managed to miss the point entirely, or, more probably, he actively ignored it because it wasn't exactly what he wanted to hear and see.
Basically, he told me that my setting needed a heaven-like place where you can only enter if you're weak, and that all the powerful characters ACTUALLY want to get there, and are stopped by the fact that they're strong, which makes them understand that power holds no value whatsoever.
He downright stated that my setting was bad if I didn't add this thing, and that if I defended my original idea I was “being close-minded and autistic, unable to see what is actually right and necessary for the story to be good”.
Who gives a shit if, thematically and narratively, the existence of a place where power isn't valued, and that is objectively better than the regular world, completely screws the meaning of the game over, sideways and under?
Condor had an idea, therefore that idea was the only good one.
People, I'm ashamed to admit it, but I'm not gonna lie: in both occasions, I was this close to literally physically attacking him, and had to repeat to myself “He means no harm, he is not actively trying to hurt your feelings” to refrain from hitting him.
I'm not proud of having thought to assault him, but I was feeling like shit: ideas I liked, that I thought had the potential for one day become actual, published TTRPGs, and on which I already spent time and effort to make them work... were being shat on because they were not what he wanted, and I was basically being insulted for defending myself.
Then there was the time he asked my help to create his own idea for a TTRPG.
Against my better judgment, I decided to at least hear his idea out.
And boy oh boy, the premise was, unironically, delightfully insane and over the top.
Basically, in a far future, in which mankind joined other alien races and we all together managed to become the absolute masters of both science and magic, basically gaining god-like powers, we met an obstacle: we expanded to the limit of this plane, and now we can not conceptually evolve or expand further, therefore we are about to end the natural resources of the entire Universe because we grew too insanely big an powerful to sustain ourselves.
Then, primordial fish-dragons made of stars from beyond conventional space-time decided that it would be fun to give us the means to access Hell to go and plunder, using our exaggerated super-powers to export some gigatons of democracy towards the forces of Inferno.
I read his ideas, and while they needed work, they could basically be described as “If literally every single battle shounen and fantasy beat'em-up tried to be DOOM, but refused to even pretend it was an even slightly realistic thing”.
Picture this: the Doom Slayer could be all out of ammo, heavily injured, and surrounded by more demons than the entire DOOM franchise canonically hosted... and then he would just ZA WARUDO the scene to have time to get some health back, shoot a string-theory-imbued Kamehameha in the Icon of Sin's face, and finish the massacre by summoning a sentient fairytale on steroids to roundhouse kick Ascended Demon Prince Josif Dzugasvili “Stalin” Vissarionovic in the front teeth.
One of the things you could do is to force matter to have both Baryonic and Non-Baryonic properties at the same time, thus basically giving a middle finger as powerful as the attraction force of a Quasar to a couple of fundamental laws of physics.
A relatively “normal” combat scene could very easily be some “Asura's Wrath”-level madness, only with the protagonist of “Dante's Inferno” as a trans-human mutant with the power of the metaphysical concept of memes, while in another point of the battlefield a cybernetically-enhanced Immortal of Taoism (who is also a living mummy from Space Atlantis) calls upon the aid of the 300 Spartans but redesigned by Tetsuya Nomura.
THAT is the kind of ludicrous fuckery we're talking about.
Heck, your party could be comprised of equivalents of a Space Marines special character, Lord Liu Kang, a Mighty Morphing Power Ranger and The Fastest Gun in the West but able to channel the power of Nyarlatothep by shoving a tuning fork on his rifle as a bayonet.
I'm sorry if I gave you too many unrequested details about the game, but it is to make it clear how much I loved the concept, and why.
If WarHammer 40K rewritten by Kinoko Nasu, a High Fantasy-themed DOOM mod, and every single combat-focused fantasy ever, had an Epic Metal Child, and the adventures of said child were written to make “Axe Cop” or “The Adventures of Dr McNinja” look tame by comparison, without actually going into full-fledged self-parody territory, the end result would be this game.
I'm not gonna lie... all of that could actually work.
Maybe this was the time Condor actually managed to consider how to make a thing that someone else could like, instead of just deciding that whatever HE wanted was what everybody was SUPPOSED to want!
Therefore, I had an almost mathematical certainty that this could be turned into one Hell of a working game.
I wuz WRONG.
I send him some ideas with an e-mail.
His answer was four pages long, with a single sentence addressing my ideas (and proving he barely read them) and the rest was a series of disjointed rambling about principles of theoretical physics that he was adamant to implement in the game, despite admitting he wasn't understanding them at all.
I was now starting to be afraid that any attempt at doing exactly what he asked me to do would be a waste of time and effort.
But, being I the optimistic cretin that I am, I endured and kept trying, because I'm a masochist and simply crushing my ballsack with a sledgehammer is too mainstream.
I started creating monsters for the players to face... and he didn't care about my efforts.
Like, at all.
His only comment was that he didn't like the name I chose for said category of enemies.
They were “The Impure Ones”, semi-sentient, animalistic monsters born from coagulated impurity... and he decided that they should be called “The Incoherent Ones”, despite the name not making sense with their concept, simply because “coherence” is what I like to call “his autistic magic word”, a word he thinks he can use to mean everything and the opposite of everything and to justify anything he fancies.
Finally, we abandoned the project after he insisted that every weapon shouldn't have stats of any sort, but just a list of how the physical principle “force=mass X acceleration” influenced it.
Which made it all but unplayable.
You may now ask why do I and my group keep subjecting ourselves to his company, right?
Well, two reasons.
The first is that, whenever he manages to keep his obsessions in check, he can be INSANELY insightful and helpful, giving solid advice on every subject, be it narrative, games, or even how to face a difficult IRL situation.
The second reason, more relevant to this subreddit, is that... whenever he is a DM, he becomes pretty much THE perfect Game Master.
He never fully shoots down a character concept, but manages to help every player make the character fit as much as possible in the adventure, he crafts genuinely creative and entertaining campaigns, and he is genuinely excellent at making sure everybody is having a blast at the table.
Heck, he managed to make my very first TTRPG character actually work in a serious mistery-themed Mages Chronicle.
Which is one Hell of an accomplishment, since my dumb young self created, as a character...
Sigh...
I created the electricity-manipulating gunslinger pimp, whose first interaction with the other characters was saving one of them from being framed for a murder... by convincing the police that said character was, at the time of the crime, busy being dommed by one of the pimp's girls.
I was young and a cretin, alright?
This to say that Condor can be pretty darn good and friendly, when he wants, and for now, it is enough to forgive his “less tolerable” outbursts.
As of now, I have only two tales left to recount.
One will be significantly shorter... and the last one will be, at least in my opinion, just the worst.
Be seeing you...

38M
6ft
100kg
White
2 years
Currently taking Vyvanse, Lexapro, Cetirizine
No drug use
Ex-smoker
This experience has happened to me 6 times over a period of 2 years and each time it comes on rapidly, lasting for 5-10 minutes. The first time was close to if not the most intense pain I've ever felt, and I immediately asked my wife to call emergency because I thought I was having a stroke or heart attack or something.
However, by the time the ambulance arrived the symptoms had mostly subsided and after the EMTs ran several tests there was nothing out of the ordinary. EMTs are of course limited in what they can determine and so they recommended I go to the hospital for further tests, but it was late in the night and with a big work meeting in the morning I ultimately decided not to go and to follow up with my GP instead.
In retrospect I probably should have gone to the hospital. It has happened a few more times since then but luckily none of the subsequent episodes have been as intense or painful as the first. Still I'm worried they haven't stopped (the most recent being this week) and none of the doctors I've seen so far have provided an answers.
A typical episode goes like this: I'm standing in the shower (only one episode occurred while walking down the street) and suddenly my lungs slightly start to burn as if I've inhaled something strange. Within seconds my head is in intense pain and the pain radiates all over my head and into my neck, shoulders, chest. It comes on quick and continues to escalate over what feels like 40-60 seconds.
It's not throbbing or stinging, just a broad dull pain over most of my upper body and especially my head. The first time the pain was so intense I could barely think and I legitimately worried I was going to die.
It also feels like I can't breathe when it's happening. The lung pain itself actually subsides very quickly, but it starts to feel like I'm not getting enough oxygen.
Sitting down and concentrating on my breathing seems to help, but I can't tell if it actually helps or it's just what I instinctively do each time before the episode is over.
The only other symptom (which only really happened the first time) was tingling in my hands and fingers once the pain started to go away after a few minutes.
There seems to be no explanation for this combination of symptoms, and the multiple GPs I've seen have been relatively dismissive, especially after I say the episodes have been less intense over time. They don't seem to really grasp how painful it was, and one even suggested it was a panic attack or something psychological (I can 100% assure you it was neither - I was not panicking and this was real physical pain). Whether it is getting better or worse over time, I still want to know why it happened in the first place or how to avoid it potentially getting worse in the future.
I've had a chest x-ray which found nothing and my blood work hasn't come up without any abnormalities. Someone suggested I'm inhaling too much steam in the shower, but I've taken thousands of showers in my life without any issue and it's not like I suddenly started taking steamy showers a couple years ago. Plus one episode did occur while I was outside.
It's also not related to the apartment or specific location because I've moved twice since this started.
I started taking Vyvanse for ADHD a few weeks before the first incident, but doctors don't seem to think there is a connection. I've taken Lexapro for almost 15 years, and Lexapro withdrawal can cause a combination of headache/chest pain but these episodes presented very differently and did not coincide with missing any Lexapro doses.
The next recommended step from my current doctor is to get a CT scan to check for any abnormalities in my brain, and I plan to get it done in the next couple weeks.
So far I haven't found any possible causes online that add up. There is no accompanying cough or residual lung issues. I even actually considered at one point that someone was poisoning me with Thallium but then I read that it also causes your hair to fall out, which hasn't happened to me.
Other possible relevant information: I had a severe unexplained chest infection/cough in 2019 that didn't go away for a couple months until I took a round of prednisone. I also developed an unknown allergy around the time of my chest infection and if I don't take cetirizine every day I can randomly go into anaphylaxis. I didn't get COVID until after the first couple episodes had already happened.
TL:DR: The title. It has happened 6 times in 2 years. It's terrifying and painful but doctors don't seem to have any explanations so far. Going to get a brain scan in the next couple weeks.

So let me give a quick rundown of everything. I just really don’t know what to do here, and I feel like the only way for me to feel normal is to get back with him. I started seeing a guy through Tinder when I was 17, and he was 19. This was my first relationship. The start was very nice, but we didn’t meet until 2 months in. When we did meet, I instantly liked him even more, and we started a talking stage. Throughout the talking stage, he was very nice and explained that he wanted to do this courting properly because he really liked me. I never understood the point of a talking stage; I thought, “Why can’t I just date you if I like you?” But we had a talking stage regardless. After months and months (probably a year and a half), I realized he started referring to me as his girlfriend, and I thought that was weird. I asked him why, and he said, “Well, aren’t we dating?” I was kinda hurt by that because when we started dating, I made it clear that if we are in a talking stage and when we move to dating, I want to be asked out properly. It doesn’t have to be fancy, but just say the words “I like you, let’s go out.” He said that after I questioned that while we were cuddling in bed. I didn’t like that, but he said he thought it was nice asking it casually. He said, “You want certain things to be done in too specific of a way.” That really hurt me because I thought I allowed myself to be open to things, but I suppose not.
We had a lot of issues during our relationship, but it was stuff we couldn’t really control. It was things like how we couldn’t meet more than once a month, and it was brutal not seeing each other for that long because we lived far apart and were busy with life. It always felt like he was busier than me. It’s weird; I don’t know how to explain it, but it was a situation where I always had time regardless of how busy I was, and he hardly had time regardless of what happened in his life. I always thought it was because I relaxed by being with him and he relaxed by being himself. So for me, if I could just spend time with him, that would be fine, but for him, he needed at least some time to himself.
One of the worst things for me during the entire relationship was saying goodnight. I don’t know why, but I was so scared to say it, and I would always delay it as much as possible. Something about saying goodnight, him going to sleep, and me just being by myself terrified me so much that I would just try to talk to him as much as possible. This happened not only over text but in person too. The image of his back to me with him sleeping while I just lay there myself terrified me. I don’t know why. Before I was with him, I was very happy being by myself. I was one of those dull, boring, happy people who were content with doing very simple things like cooking or painting. But now that he broke up with me, I feel like the only way to go through this phase is to be with him.
We went on a trip a couple of months ago. It was our first trip together, and we were so excited. But the trip went a lot worse than we thought and was one of the main reasons he broke up with me. During the trip, I drank every single night. It was my first time drinking, and I really liked him taking care of me. It felt like one of those very rare times where I had 100% of his attention. But he didn’t like that; he didn’t like taking care of me. During one of the nights, I got drunk, and we did sexual stuff together. From what I remember, everything went nicely, but he had a completely different perspective on it. I remember jokingly asking him to do new stuff we never did before in a whiny voice. In a way that I knew that if he didn’t want to, he could just say no shush. I played around the topic, and then he said yeah sure. During the breakup, he said, “You really pressured me into doing stuff I wasn't comfortable with, and it brought back some horrible memories, and I can’t put myself through that again. I know you wouldn’t do that, but it was the fact that it already happened.”
I just turned 20, and he’s 21. And right after I did, we broke up. It only happened a couple of days ago, so every time I even think about it, it feels so suffocating. The night before, I texted some mean things because I wanted his attention since I was very upset he wouldn’t hear me out for 5 mins. I knew he had an exam the next day, but I was so upset it felt like if I didn't talk about this right now, then I would be up all night and day stressing about this. He was not happy about this. He was very, very upset and said he was fed up and tired of this. Because he was right; this isn’t the first time I have done this.
To me, it just felt like I couldn’t get through the day. I would get very late replies, like in 2-3 hours, and it felt weird to say 'hey, can we talk' to someone who would check their phone every few hours. Even on the days we could talk for a good hour or so, it felt like if I said my issues, I would just be ruining this really nice time, so I thought it would be best to just wait until the end of the day."
I don't know why, but he tried so hard to talk to me. He never used his phone and hated texting but still tried for me. But even though he did, I felt like he still didn't have time for me. Or, I guess, enough time for me. It felt like I was always begging for his time, saying stuff like 'please just talk to me for 5 mins.'
Anyway, back to the breakup. He was very upset, and we called, and he said, 'I can't do this anymore.' I was scared so badly; all I could do was try to reason with him not to and just wait to see me till the next day because I did not want to break up at all. I felt horrible knowing my mean message made him so upset he just wanted to leave. That night, we agreed that we would talk it out the next day, and if it doesn’t work out, we will break up. That was the only thing that kept me sane. I had to leave work early because I kept crying, and my manager was worried. I texted him before, and he said he had a panic attack because of last night, and I felt so horrible knowing that it happened because of me. I thought I would do everything I can to make it up to him when I see him, and if I get mad, I won't let him know in such a mean way. But as soon as we met up, he said it's over. And that was it. I was so scared, and I didn’t want to accept it, that I just begged and cried, pleading with him not to. After a while, I thought I accepted it, and we went and had dinner. But the moment the next day came, it hit me so badly, and I regretted saying yes to it so much that I just wanted to go back and see him.
I keep thinking back to the first time I said 'I like you' to him. It was when I kissed him for the first time, sitting on his lap with my head nestled in the corner of his neck as I said it. Now that we've broken up, I just yearn to return to that moment so desperately. I know time can't rewind, but I would do anything, even give my life away, just to go back to that. And there are so many more moments I long to revisit, especially those times when we cuddled in bed together. I feel like if I could just go back to those moments, I would feel normal again. And if I can feel normal, I can eat and sleep.
Because I felt so horrible, I kept texting and calling him because I just wanted to see him. I took the day off work and waited at the bus stop I usually wait at, hoping he would call me and say, 'Okay, come up,' but he didn’t, and I stayed there the whole day. I feel like such a creep for doing that, but I physically couldn’t stomach anything other than thinking about him. He texted me saying, 'You can't keep texting me. It's exam season for me, and I need to focus,' and all I could say was, 'Can we please go back?' He said, 'Not anytime soon,' and that he doesn’t want to get back together, at least not now. He said we will talk on Tuesday. It’s currently Saturday night, and I’m so scared to even start the weekend. He blocked me after I kept begging him to talk to me for 5 more mins. Even though he blocked me everywhere, I keep calling and texting him and looking at old photos. I feel so creepy and like such a weirdo for even doing this, but it feels like if I don’t, then I don't know how to feel. I physically don't have the energy to do things like eat and sleep; all I keep thinking about is him.
He said he will text me on Tuesday, and I’m hoping he really does. My friends noticed this, and they said from the sounds of it, he probably won’t, but they said I can wait till Saturday. If he doesn’t by Saturday, I have to delete his texts. But I just know he will, and we will talk again and get back together.
I talked to my doctor and therapist about this a day before. With the doctor, I told him I have been feeling like this since I started university. And with my therapist, she said that from the sounds of it, you guys will talk it out and not break up. But after the breakup, I feel like what I felt during the relationship just accelerated so much, so fast I don’t know what to do. My doctor said he will put me on SSRI Sertraline for 8-9 months. I don’t know if that’s really a good idea because he said it will make me numb, but after the breakup, I just can’t wait to get on them.
My issue now is I’m seeing him on Tuesday, and even though I know it’s for the best if we don’t get back together, I don’t know—I feel like if I say the words and accept that fact, there is a whole other feeling of doom waiting for me. I’m seeing my GP on Wednesday for a blood test, and I’m seeing my therapist next week because she is on vacation right now. I want to talk to my doctor and get on meds and talk to my therapist before I see him. But I don’t know if I can wait for all that.
I have friends, but they are all in relationships, and they all said mine would be the first to break from the start. So now that it actually happened, I feel awful about reaching out to them. I talked to other friends I haven't reached out to in a couple of years, and they all try to reason with me, but I think I just frustrate them by saying I just want him. And I want to go back to those moments.
I want to get back together, and I want to try to make up for everything I did wrong. We already had a break in the past for a week because he said I stressed him too much and added things to his plate. I thought I stopped sharing stuff he didn't like anymore, but now I think I have a better understanding of what the actual issue was. It wasn't the topic but rather how I would talk about it at night and call him when he had work or exams. I want to take accountability for what happened on the trip and make it up to him by taking him on another trip. I will try my very best to ensure it's the best trip ever for him, where we can do stuff he likes, and I won't get drunk every night just because I'm away from home and want to try it for the first time.
I just don't want to accept the break up.
I just, I really don’t know what to do and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. No wait I know what I’m supposed to do I just don’t know if I can even put myself through that. So I just want to go back.
It got so bad last night that my parents, who rarely pay attention, asked what's going on. They said they're scared for you because of how you've been lately. And I feel like the only thing that will fix this is him. So I just want him. He always said I was too much and too obsessed because I would spend time making him handmade things or writing him letters. So I’m worried if we got back together, how will I stop that too?
I know I’m supposed to know what to do, and I know I should do what I feel is right, but if someone can please just give me a step-by-step guide on how to just go through this, then please. I’m so scared of the type of person I’m becoming, who just calls and texts someone who is already being blocked. And is thinking of getting back together and planning and begging to even though he said he doesn't want to. The only thing helping me go through till Tuesday is knowing, 'hey, I can go back to him then.' I don't even know if I want a relationship; I just want to be close with him and I just want to cuddle and be with him. He was my first for a lot of things, and I really thought he was my first and last, and to know this happened. This feels worse than anything I have ever felt in my life; it feels like even death itself is more peaceful than this.
I’m sorry for the long text, and I would really, really like to hear from anyone at least before this Tuesday, so 14/5, just so I know what to do because I really don’t know. I know that’s asking a lot, so you can leave it to just one word as well. I know I have probably taken up so much of your time from just this long text. And also, just let me know how to stop being manipulative to people because I feel like I was, and I always have been, especially when sharing my problems. I feel like even with him, I wanted his attention, even if it was bad when I was sad. I typed this out in a rush, so if I remember more things, I will make sure to say edit and add more things.
Edit: I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes I'm just noticing them now after posting