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2015.05.22 19:56 Kaibakura onewordeach
Improv, one word at a time.
2011.03.30 16:39 HotDinnerBatman Things you wish you could say to them.
A place to write a letter you don't intend to send.
2009.05.03 16:57 michaelgmccoy Newz: the Global News subreddit
Global news subreddit with unbiased moderation.
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2023.06.07 09:54 IIIDevoidIII Being Threatened with Termination While on FMLA
Got a letter from my store saying my leave ended, but I extended the leave a week before, and was approved. I called my manager and she just kept parroting that I would be let go tomorrow because Sedgwick supposedly didn't tell them?
She told me to email my approval to HR, which I did, but she hasn't responded.
What do?
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She told me to email my approval to HR, which I did, but she hasn't responded.
What do?
2023.06.07 09:53 Click4-2019 Tried to exit friend zone, ended up back
I dunno what’s wrong with me, she won’t let me go.
Back in 2021, I felt I had to leave, i started off ghosting her… after 2 weeks she snapped and said to me she was non stop thinking about me.
Then I left something for her with a mutual friend and she went off into one about how I can care about her but she can’t care about me then started using words like blah blah blah and how she got the message loud and clear and would leave me alone.
Then one time she posted looking for somebody to do a job for her on her Facebook and I jokingly replied “last one was proper shit” referring to myself and she got upset about it saying to a mutual friend, “what’s the matter with him, why is he doing this to me?” Then replied to my comment defending me against myself saying “that’s not true”
So I blocked her.
Then found out later on that while she was blocked, she knew this but tried to greet me at Christmas, then knowing still blocked tried again new year, then knowing this tried her luck on my birthday and found she had been unblocked.
Then I blocked her again, and eventually she tried to contact me a different way, said she tried to message me Easter also. I’d imagine she was also messaging periodically asking how I was… she just never gave up.
Then when she had me talking again she wouldn’t let me end it.
In January we fell out and she said to me, the thought of me not being around, to talk to etc was horrible, like loosing a close family member… gave her a bad stomach, as I’m the only man in this world she trusts and favourite person, person she comes to first, tells things first silly, small or big etc.
So this time around, I tried to change my number so she couldn’t message me, mutual friend forwarded a message from her saying how she’s done, as I’d blocked her again and she would leave me be.
I replied on my work number and she realised I’d changed my number to stop her replying to me so she wasn’t happy and said again to me that she would let it be.
Except she kept trying to message me and wouldn’t stop. Now we are back to talking like nothing happened as quick as that she greeted me morning again this morning, night last night .
She just won’t let me go and acts like that but calls me a friend.
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Back in 2021, I felt I had to leave, i started off ghosting her… after 2 weeks she snapped and said to me she was non stop thinking about me.
Then I left something for her with a mutual friend and she went off into one about how I can care about her but she can’t care about me then started using words like blah blah blah and how she got the message loud and clear and would leave me alone.
Then one time she posted looking for somebody to do a job for her on her Facebook and I jokingly replied “last one was proper shit” referring to myself and she got upset about it saying to a mutual friend, “what’s the matter with him, why is he doing this to me?” Then replied to my comment defending me against myself saying “that’s not true”
So I blocked her.
Then found out later on that while she was blocked, she knew this but tried to greet me at Christmas, then knowing still blocked tried again new year, then knowing this tried her luck on my birthday and found she had been unblocked.
Then I blocked her again, and eventually she tried to contact me a different way, said she tried to message me Easter also. I’d imagine she was also messaging periodically asking how I was… she just never gave up.
Then when she had me talking again she wouldn’t let me end it.
In January we fell out and she said to me, the thought of me not being around, to talk to etc was horrible, like loosing a close family member… gave her a bad stomach, as I’m the only man in this world she trusts and favourite person, person she comes to first, tells things first silly, small or big etc.
So this time around, I tried to change my number so she couldn’t message me, mutual friend forwarded a message from her saying how she’s done, as I’d blocked her again and she would leave me be.
I replied on my work number and she realised I’d changed my number to stop her replying to me so she wasn’t happy and said again to me that she would let it be.
Except she kept trying to message me and wouldn’t stop. Now we are back to talking like nothing happened as quick as that she greeted me morning again this morning, night last night .
She just won’t let me go and acts like that but calls me a friend.
2023.06.07 09:53 RedSquirrel17 Is 'Jeanne du Barry' Really A Box Office Success?
You may have seen some entertainment outlets last week hailing Jeanne du Barry's apparent financial success.
French distributor Le Pacte is even more bullish:
After opening at the Cannes film festival on May 16th, Jeanne du Barry scored 401,481 admissions in its first week — 345,298 in theaters — which is indeed the best start for a Cannes-opener at the French box office since 2013's The Great Gatsby. Depp's PR has, predictably, been celebrating this as a triumphant return to box office success for the 59-year-old, signalling to any onlooking Hollywood producers that he's still a draw for discerning punters. But these numbers start to look less impressive when you scratch the surface.
The film's second week admissions declined by 55% to 156,279, and a further 52% in its third week to 75,653, for a current cumulative total of 631,477 admissions. It has grossed an estimated $4.8m so far, according to Box Office Mojo. Assuming that rate of decline stays consistent across its theatrical run, admissions will plateau at around 700,000 for a total estimated gross of $5.3m, well short of that lofty prediction of one million admissions from Le Pacte. If Comscore's prediction of 850k comes true, that would result in a $6.4m gross, so let's call that the upper estimate.
So how would that stack up against Maïwenn's career so far? Her most successful film, Polisse (2011), achieved 2.4m admissions, grossed $19.8m ($20.3m worldwide) and won the Jury Prize at Cannes 2011. Her most recent film ADN (2021) grossed $2.1m, despite being affected by reduced admissions due to Covid. Jeanne du Barry is tracking closely with Mon Roi (2015), which attracted 745,483 admissions and grossed $5m ($8m WW). In short, JdB is performing close to average for a Maïwenn film, so while Depp's inclusion doesn't appear to have significantly harmed its performance (as expected, he was never cancelled), it certainly hasn't elevated it beyond expectations.
But will it be profitable? The film's production budget was reported by Deadline to be $22.4m, making it one of the most expensive French films of 2022 and one of only three French films with a budget of over €10m. That figure doesn't even include things like marketing and distribution costs, so the film's break-even point will be several million higher. You don't have to be a mathematician to work out that there's going to be a pretty sizeable shortfall there.
PS if you're interested in a detailed breakdown of JdB's numbers, check out film producer (and Amber supporter) Paulo Boccato's threads (#1 and #2), in which he explains that while the film's opening week looks good on the surface, the finer detail shows that it's underperforming relative to its high production budget and wide release.
Now, it must be said that the French release isn't the end of the story: Netflix have acquired streaming rights (in France only) starting 15 months after its theatrical release, and there have been attempts to find an American distributor, although that has proved difficult so far due to Depp's poor reputation in the US film industry. But even if it does end up being shown across the Atlantic, it's difficult to see how the $20m (minimum) gap to profitability is going to be bridged.
So, it's well on course to becoming a flop at the French box office, a US deal might not happen and Netflix probably won't make up the shortfall, which all begs the question: why was this film ever greenlit with a budget so high and a star whose reputation makes it difficult to find distribution in the US? Beware the Depp spin on this one.
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Johnny Depp's 'Jeanne du Barry' enjoys decade-best start for a Cannes opener at French box officeEric Marti, from industry analysts Comscore France, believes the film could reach 850,000 admissions by the end of its theatrical run.
The Hollywood Reporter
French distributor Le Pacte is even more bullish:
Le Pacte’s boss Jean Labadie, a veteran French producer-distributor who was one of the film’s first backers along with the sales banner Goodfellas (formerly Wild Bunch International), is even more enthusiastic than Marti, saying that “Jeanne du Barry” could garner up to one million admissions in French theaters.However, despite that 'record-breaking' opening, the numbers aren't quite adding up for Maïwenn's expensive period drama.
Variety
After opening at the Cannes film festival on May 16th, Jeanne du Barry scored 401,481 admissions in its first week — 345,298 in theaters — which is indeed the best start for a Cannes-opener at the French box office since 2013's The Great Gatsby. Depp's PR has, predictably, been celebrating this as a triumphant return to box office success for the 59-year-old, signalling to any onlooking Hollywood producers that he's still a draw for discerning punters. But these numbers start to look less impressive when you scratch the surface.
The film's second week admissions declined by 55% to 156,279, and a further 52% in its third week to 75,653, for a current cumulative total of 631,477 admissions. It has grossed an estimated $4.8m so far, according to Box Office Mojo. Assuming that rate of decline stays consistent across its theatrical run, admissions will plateau at around 700,000 for a total estimated gross of $5.3m, well short of that lofty prediction of one million admissions from Le Pacte. If Comscore's prediction of 850k comes true, that would result in a $6.4m gross, so let's call that the upper estimate.
So how would that stack up against Maïwenn's career so far? Her most successful film, Polisse (2011), achieved 2.4m admissions, grossed $19.8m ($20.3m worldwide) and won the Jury Prize at Cannes 2011. Her most recent film ADN (2021) grossed $2.1m, despite being affected by reduced admissions due to Covid. Jeanne du Barry is tracking closely with Mon Roi (2015), which attracted 745,483 admissions and grossed $5m ($8m WW). In short, JdB is performing close to average for a Maïwenn film, so while Depp's inclusion doesn't appear to have significantly harmed its performance (as expected, he was never cancelled), it certainly hasn't elevated it beyond expectations.
But will it be profitable? The film's production budget was reported by Deadline to be $22.4m, making it one of the most expensive French films of 2022 and one of only three French films with a budget of over €10m. That figure doesn't even include things like marketing and distribution costs, so the film's break-even point will be several million higher. You don't have to be a mathematician to work out that there's going to be a pretty sizeable shortfall there.
PS if you're interested in a detailed breakdown of JdB's numbers, check out film producer (and Amber supporter) Paulo Boccato's threads (#1 and #2), in which he explains that while the film's opening week looks good on the surface, the finer detail shows that it's underperforming relative to its high production budget and wide release.
Now, it must be said that the French release isn't the end of the story: Netflix have acquired streaming rights (in France only) starting 15 months after its theatrical release, and there have been attempts to find an American distributor, although that has proved difficult so far due to Depp's poor reputation in the US film industry. But even if it does end up being shown across the Atlantic, it's difficult to see how the $20m (minimum) gap to profitability is going to be bridged.
So, it's well on course to becoming a flop at the French box office, a US deal might not happen and Netflix probably won't make up the shortfall, which all begs the question: why was this film ever greenlit with a budget so high and a star whose reputation makes it difficult to find distribution in the US? Beware the Depp spin on this one.
2023.06.07 09:53 NFCAAOfficialRefBot [POST GAME THREAD] Alabama State defeats Georgetown, 28-14
Georgetown Georgetown @ Alabama State Alabama State
Game Start Time: 12:00 PM ET
Location: ASU Stadium, Montgomery, AL
Watch: HBCU Go
Georgetown Georgetown
Alabama State Alabama State
Game thread
Plays
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Game Start Time: 12:00 PM ET
Location: ASU Stadium, Montgomery, AL
Watch: HBCU Go
Georgetown Georgetown
| Total Passing Yards | Total Rushing Yards | Total Yards | Interceptions Lost | Fumbles Lost | Field Goals | Time of Possession | Timeouts |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 yards | 256 yards | 257 yards | 0 | 2 | 0/1 | 16:23 | 0 |
| Total Passing Yards | Total Rushing Yards | Total Yards | Interceptions Lost | Fumbles Lost | Field Goals | Time of Possession | Timeouts |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 144 yards | 107 yards | 251 yards | 1 | 0 | 0/0 | 11:32 | 3 |
| Team | Q1 | Q2 | Q3 | Q4 | Total |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Alabama State | 15 | 0 | 7 | 6 | 28 |
| Georgetown | 0 | 7 | 0 | 7 | 14 |
Plays
Game complete, Alabama State wins!
2023.06.07 09:53 imnotmadyouare- Plan for 6 days June (now), good or not?
Hi! We've hired a minivan that sleeps 2 for Iceland and also plan to stay in hostels along the way when it's too rainy. Here is our itinerary, grateful for any help!
Day 1: Reykjavik-Snaefellsnes-reykjavik. Hostel for the evening as it'll start raining in the evening.
Day 2: rainy day, so we don't plan on hikes. Instead we'll drive as far east as possible on the rainy day, and buy hiking shoes. Reykjavik-Grindavik-Blue Lagoon(?)-Cathedrals and Museums (any suggestions for rainy day activities welcome!). Then long drive towards Selfoss, see some attractions there if the rain permits (saves time on golden circle) and maybe further towards Vik, see some attractions at Vik. Or possibly stop somewhere at a hostel between Selfoss and Vik.
Day 3: see sights around Vik-Jokularson-Diamond beach-stop in Skaftafell to prepare for tour the next day. Can camp as well.
Day 4: glacieice cave tour in Skaftafell, drive back towards Rejkavik as far as possible. Can camp due to better weather.
Day 5 & 6: hit the golden circle and possibly the volcano hike we missed near Grindavik due to the rainy day. Camp around the golden circle. End in Reyjkavik with a hostel.
A few questions remain 1. Are geysers good to see in the rain 2. When would be a good time to do horseback riding? Probably in the last two days around the golden circle.
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Day 1: Reykjavik-Snaefellsnes-reykjavik. Hostel for the evening as it'll start raining in the evening.
Day 2: rainy day, so we don't plan on hikes. Instead we'll drive as far east as possible on the rainy day, and buy hiking shoes. Reykjavik-Grindavik-Blue Lagoon(?)-Cathedrals and Museums (any suggestions for rainy day activities welcome!). Then long drive towards Selfoss, see some attractions there if the rain permits (saves time on golden circle) and maybe further towards Vik, see some attractions at Vik. Or possibly stop somewhere at a hostel between Selfoss and Vik.
Day 3: see sights around Vik-Jokularson-Diamond beach-stop in Skaftafell to prepare for tour the next day. Can camp as well.
Day 4: glacieice cave tour in Skaftafell, drive back towards Rejkavik as far as possible. Can camp due to better weather.
Day 5 & 6: hit the golden circle and possibly the volcano hike we missed near Grindavik due to the rainy day. Camp around the golden circle. End in Reyjkavik with a hostel.
A few questions remain 1. Are geysers good to see in the rain 2. When would be a good time to do horseback riding? Probably in the last two days around the golden circle.
2023.06.07 09:52 Emergency-Trifle-268 Everything is a lie
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2023.06.07 09:52 potatopelvis Pb 5k
 | My garmin has been telling me my max 5k is like 22:46 so today i decided to go try it. Needless to sat i am almost dead but damn it was accurate. submitted by potatopelvis to GarminFenix [link] [comments] |
2023.06.07 09:51 Weed86 Why do gulf economies lack innovcation/struggle to create jobs for locals?
Good Thread on twitter by Ali Al Salim:
https://twitter.com/alialsalim/status/1663443727036166145?s=46&t=j3Imx9tMnBKtdBS2JSezOQ
1/ Two questions for Gulf economies are increasingly important:
a) why do they lack innovation? b) why do they struggle to create jobs for citizens?
A few overarching and persistent reasons...
2/ For decades, Gulf states facilitated what is called REGULATORY CAPTURE, i.e. when a political entity, policymaker or regulator is co-opted to serve the commercial, ideological, or political interests of a minor constituency, in this case, the "Tijjar", or merchant class.
3/ Two primary and protectionist measures were born from this: a) WAKALA - enabling a local "agency" to be sole-distributor of foreign goods and services b) KAFALA - a mandatory local sponsorship of all expat labour.
4/ What emerged was a massively corrupted form of capitalism, one that focused on OLIGOPOLISTIC trading (in lieu of real production/value-add). For nearly a century, this fostered (in various forms) a culture of banal private sector rent-seeking.
5/ The tsunami of capital formation that followed, accrued to a minority segment of the population that used their growing power and influence to reinforce and perpetuate the regulatory capture; after all protecting one's commercial position is logical.
6/ Gulf private sectors chose to follow two state-sanctioned rentier business models: 1) an end-point of sale for consumer goods (wakala) 2) arbitraging & monopolising the price of labour (kafala) A consequence of this was a chronic lack of innovation and superficial development.
7/ Reinforcing the symbiotic arrangement, the state was (and largely continues to be) the source of almost all end demand. Even household consumption was ultimately a function of state salaries, distributed through an ever-expanding and mollifying bureaucracy.
8/ A captive source of demand and a protected local market thus failed to create incentives for the private sector to be dynamic or globally competitive. This meant that for decades, economic activity never became "productive" in an innovative or knowledge-building sense.
9/ This evidence supports the late Hisham Sharabi's theory of Neopatriarchy (h/t @Layla_AlAmmar). Private sectors, far from developing an intellectual capacity and independence, instead expanded under new protective legislation as mere extensions of the patronage system.
10/ As a result, Gulf private sectors chronically LACK a capacity to critically analyse and solve problems. Instead, solutions are imported and sold, skirting the acquisition of knowledge implicit in the solutions purveyed. This helped perpetuate the status quo for decades.
11/ Today we're confronted with a private sector that is narrow (trading-focused) and shallow (lacking deep participation in the value chain). Yet the sector's role in the political economy is being forced to change, in part, as the expectant provider of employment to citizens.
12/ As local markets are liberalised, protections removed and aggressive quotas to hire nationals are enforced, I envisage challenging times for many traditional Gulf businesses that fail to radically re-invent themselves.
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https://twitter.com/alialsalim/status/1663443727036166145?s=46&t=j3Imx9tMnBKtdBS2JSezOQ
1/ Two questions for Gulf economies are increasingly important:
a) why do they lack innovation? b) why do they struggle to create jobs for citizens?
A few overarching and persistent reasons...
2/ For decades, Gulf states facilitated what is called REGULATORY CAPTURE, i.e. when a political entity, policymaker or regulator is co-opted to serve the commercial, ideological, or political interests of a minor constituency, in this case, the "Tijjar", or merchant class.
3/ Two primary and protectionist measures were born from this: a) WAKALA - enabling a local "agency" to be sole-distributor of foreign goods and services b) KAFALA - a mandatory local sponsorship of all expat labour.
4/ What emerged was a massively corrupted form of capitalism, one that focused on OLIGOPOLISTIC trading (in lieu of real production/value-add). For nearly a century, this fostered (in various forms) a culture of banal private sector rent-seeking.
5/ The tsunami of capital formation that followed, accrued to a minority segment of the population that used their growing power and influence to reinforce and perpetuate the regulatory capture; after all protecting one's commercial position is logical.
6/ Gulf private sectors chose to follow two state-sanctioned rentier business models: 1) an end-point of sale for consumer goods (wakala) 2) arbitraging & monopolising the price of labour (kafala) A consequence of this was a chronic lack of innovation and superficial development.
7/ Reinforcing the symbiotic arrangement, the state was (and largely continues to be) the source of almost all end demand. Even household consumption was ultimately a function of state salaries, distributed through an ever-expanding and mollifying bureaucracy.
8/ A captive source of demand and a protected local market thus failed to create incentives for the private sector to be dynamic or globally competitive. This meant that for decades, economic activity never became "productive" in an innovative or knowledge-building sense.
9/ This evidence supports the late Hisham Sharabi's theory of Neopatriarchy (h/t @Layla_AlAmmar). Private sectors, far from developing an intellectual capacity and independence, instead expanded under new protective legislation as mere extensions of the patronage system.
10/ As a result, Gulf private sectors chronically LACK a capacity to critically analyse and solve problems. Instead, solutions are imported and sold, skirting the acquisition of knowledge implicit in the solutions purveyed. This helped perpetuate the status quo for decades.
11/ Today we're confronted with a private sector that is narrow (trading-focused) and shallow (lacking deep participation in the value chain). Yet the sector's role in the political economy is being forced to change, in part, as the expectant provider of employment to citizens.
12/ As local markets are liberalised, protections removed and aggressive quotas to hire nationals are enforced, I envisage challenging times for many traditional Gulf businesses that fail to radically re-invent themselves.
2023.06.07 09:51 Desigirl8728 Yeast + bacterial infection and complex cyst diagnosis
I (36F) lived a life of 0 complications in my lady parts until two months ago. Some context is that I live with my partner (39M) and we have a healthy sex life. I don’t work out but walk my dog often in a day. I am not overweight. My vitamin levels are fine except for iron deficiency which I have always had.
Now coming to my last two months , they have been utter hell. Here are the chain of events. - It all started with eating something off that led to extreme diarrhea for a day. Now this wasn’t an ordinary situation where I was close to a toilet. I started experiencing nasty stomach convulsions and took 90 mins to find the nearest public toilet and what happened next is indescribable. Watery stools expelled from my body at the speed of light. This went on for 15 mins and I almost lost consciousness. - Two days after this incident I got a yeast infection (I thought) so I finished the monostat 5 day course. I thought I cleared it but it was back again in a week. My symptom: itching and burning down there and burning pee - this time around I took flucanazole orally and cleared it in a week - this was followed by two weeks of on and off ,mild itching and burning in my lady parts which I assumed was just my body getting used to the normal state - 3 weeks after treatment my yeast is back with the same symptoms and I could finally seek medical care this time around . My doctor physically examined me this time and diagnosed me with yeast and bacterial infection . The doctor did a sonogram and found a 2cm x 1cm complex cyst on one of my ovaries. Ran some blood work to rule out the C word. Results coming this Friday. Right now I am on another round of medication to fight the vaginitis , 8 tablets a day- which includes anti fungal and antibiotic tablets. The other is anti acidity , pro biotic , vitamin etc.
What baffles me is that I was a completely healthy individual up until that day of diarrhea apocalypse in a public toilet. As for the cyst, still digesting the news.
I am trying to stay positive but honestly a a bit shaken up at my body’s inability to flight this (yeast and bacterial infection )off so far . it’s probably because my body doesn’t seem to have any good bacteria left . (Maybe because I shat it all during my diarrhea episode ?).
Seeking advice , venting audience , worlds of encouragement, similar experiences and what worked or didn’t (for vaginitis and cysts both) . Also, did any of you impacted women out there connect your vaginitis to diarrhea as root cause ?
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Now coming to my last two months , they have been utter hell. Here are the chain of events. - It all started with eating something off that led to extreme diarrhea for a day. Now this wasn’t an ordinary situation where I was close to a toilet. I started experiencing nasty stomach convulsions and took 90 mins to find the nearest public toilet and what happened next is indescribable. Watery stools expelled from my body at the speed of light. This went on for 15 mins and I almost lost consciousness. - Two days after this incident I got a yeast infection (I thought) so I finished the monostat 5 day course. I thought I cleared it but it was back again in a week. My symptom: itching and burning down there and burning pee - this time around I took flucanazole orally and cleared it in a week - this was followed by two weeks of on and off ,mild itching and burning in my lady parts which I assumed was just my body getting used to the normal state - 3 weeks after treatment my yeast is back with the same symptoms and I could finally seek medical care this time around . My doctor physically examined me this time and diagnosed me with yeast and bacterial infection . The doctor did a sonogram and found a 2cm x 1cm complex cyst on one of my ovaries. Ran some blood work to rule out the C word. Results coming this Friday. Right now I am on another round of medication to fight the vaginitis , 8 tablets a day- which includes anti fungal and antibiotic tablets. The other is anti acidity , pro biotic , vitamin etc.
What baffles me is that I was a completely healthy individual up until that day of diarrhea apocalypse in a public toilet. As for the cyst, still digesting the news.
I am trying to stay positive but honestly a a bit shaken up at my body’s inability to flight this (yeast and bacterial infection )off so far . it’s probably because my body doesn’t seem to have any good bacteria left . (Maybe because I shat it all during my diarrhea episode ?).
Seeking advice , venting audience , worlds of encouragement, similar experiences and what worked or didn’t (for vaginitis and cysts both) . Also, did any of you impacted women out there connect your vaginitis to diarrhea as root cause ?
2023.06.07 09:51 Key_Pineapple_6393 How does this end?
I (42m) a lucky guy. I own a home, I have two relatively new vehicles. Not trying to brag, but I feel like I'm a somewhat attractive person. I have an amazingly beautiful, charismatic wife that is an amazing stepmother, She has really stepped up. Also, a stellar, funny teenage daughter who is almost 18. I love them, they are my world, I work very hard to support them and their life, sometimes 60 hours a week in a very stressful dangerous job. It's not just financially I support them, I encourage them and support them emotionally. I try my best to understand everyone and be the most empathetic person that I can. I feel like I am a loving, caring, amazing man. This is me, most is the time, I try as hard as I can to keep this life, it matters so much to me, it's my reason to live, it gives me purpose.
Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
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Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
2023.06.07 09:50 shambhu-1210 What are the key elements that make a loyalty program successful and engaging for customers in India?
Creating a successful and engaging loyalty program for customers in India requires careful consideration of several key elements. Here are some content points that highlight these elements:
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- Valuable Rewards: Offering rewards that are truly valuable and relevant to Indian customers is crucial. This could include discounts, exclusive offers, freebies, or access to unique experiences that align with their preferences and interests.
- Simplicity and Ease of Use: Keeping the program simple and user-friendly is important in a diverse and dynamic market like India. Customers should be able to understand and participate in the loyalty program without facing any complications or barriers.
- Tiered Membership Levels: Implementing tiered membership levels adds an element of exclusivity and progression, which can motivate customers to engage more with the program. Each tier can provide additional benefits and rewards, encouraging customers to strive for higher levels.
- Personalization: Tailoring the loyalty program experience to individual customers' preferences and behaviors enhances engagement. Collecting and utilizing customer data to offer personalized recommendations, rewards, and communications can significantly increase the program's effectiveness.
- Gamification and Interactive Features: Incorporating gamified elements and interactive features within the loyalty program can make it more entertaining and engaging. This can include challenges, quizzes, leaderboards, or surprise rewards that create a sense of excitement and competition among customers.
- Omni-channel Integration: In a digitally connected world, integrating the loyalty program across multiple channels, such as online platforms, mobile apps, and physical stores, allows customers to engage seamlessly and earn rewards regardless of their preferred touchpoints.
- Social Sharing and Referral Programs: Enabling customers to share their loyalty program experiences on social media platforms and rewarding them for successful referrals can boost program engagement. Word-of-mouth recommendations and social proof play a significant role in the Indian market.
- Transparent and Timely Communication: Clear and timely communication about program updates, reward redemptions, and exclusive offers is essential. Regularly engaging with customers through various communication channels helps to maintain their interest and enthusiasm.
- Customer Feedback and Surveys: Encouraging customers to provide feedback and participate in surveys shows that their opinions are valued. This not only helps in improving the loyalty program but also fosters a sense of involvement and ownership among customers.
- Continuous Program Evaluation and Adaptation: Regularly monitoring and evaluating the loyalty program's performance is crucial. Analyzing customer data, feedback, and market trends allows for adjustments and enhancements to ensure the program remains relevant and appealing to customers over time.
2023.06.07 09:50 Key_Pineapple_6393 How does this end?
I (42m) a lucky guy. I own a home, I have two relatively new vehicles. Not trying to brag, but I feel like I'm a somewhat attractive person. I have an amazingly beautiful, charismatic wife that is an amazing stepmother, She has really stepped up. Also, a stellar, funny teenage daughter who is almost 18. I love them, they are my world, I work very hard to support them and their life, sometimes 60 hours a week in a very stressful dangerous job. It's not just financially I support them, I encourage them and support them emotionally. I try my best to understand everyone and be the most empathetic person that I can. I feel like I am a loving, caring, amazing man. This is me, most is the time, I try as hard as I can to keep this life, it matters so much to me, it's my reason to live, it gives me purpose.
Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
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Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
2023.06.07 09:50 garlicshizue I can’t move rooms - normal workplace changes feeling impossible for me
I don’t know where else I can talk about it and not get told I’m being childish.
I’m a first year teacher. To say the year has been difficult is an understatement. Everything that is teaching is awesome, and I’m lucky to be doing it. Everything that is bureaucracy, office politics, and asking for support is horrible. No one knows I’m autistic at work, and I fear what would happen if they knew.
My principal asked if there was anything she could do to support the transition for next year where I am being asked to teach an additional grade level. I asked to keep my same classroom. While she never said it was a certainty, she made it seem like that was an easy enough request to make and for her to fulfill. She said she would try and make that happen for me.
To be fair, she doesn’t know how extremely difficult change is for me. Nor does she know that this room, although not technically “mine,” is the one space in the world I feel safe. It’s the only place I can lock the door in my free time to just be safe in my own skin. A new room could do that, but I don’t know how long it would take for it to feel like home for me again.
Yesterday I got an email saying I will be moving rooms. The switch is between myself and a teacher in my dept. with more seniority.
I don’t know what to do, or how to express how betrayed I feel. Her words gave me a false sense of security that I could be okay here. And now it’s meaningless. I cried all day in-between classes. I cried all the way home from our year-end celebration. I cried when a colleague asked how I was doing. I am between crying episodes writing this.
I feel like I can’t keep doing this. I want to quit. This is my dream job, and I am so good at the core of it - actually teaching children. But this feels unbearable. I have no recourse.
I suppose I’m writing this to know if anyone else can share times when a normal/expected part of the job felt like the end of the world. I think maybe hearing from others that they felt something similar to what I feel, and what happened afterwards, might help me feel less abnormal. Maybe it will help me find the motivation to stay doing what I love despite how hard it is sometimes.
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I’m a first year teacher. To say the year has been difficult is an understatement. Everything that is teaching is awesome, and I’m lucky to be doing it. Everything that is bureaucracy, office politics, and asking for support is horrible. No one knows I’m autistic at work, and I fear what would happen if they knew.
My principal asked if there was anything she could do to support the transition for next year where I am being asked to teach an additional grade level. I asked to keep my same classroom. While she never said it was a certainty, she made it seem like that was an easy enough request to make and for her to fulfill. She said she would try and make that happen for me.
To be fair, she doesn’t know how extremely difficult change is for me. Nor does she know that this room, although not technically “mine,” is the one space in the world I feel safe. It’s the only place I can lock the door in my free time to just be safe in my own skin. A new room could do that, but I don’t know how long it would take for it to feel like home for me again.
Yesterday I got an email saying I will be moving rooms. The switch is between myself and a teacher in my dept. with more seniority.
I don’t know what to do, or how to express how betrayed I feel. Her words gave me a false sense of security that I could be okay here. And now it’s meaningless. I cried all day in-between classes. I cried all the way home from our year-end celebration. I cried when a colleague asked how I was doing. I am between crying episodes writing this.
I feel like I can’t keep doing this. I want to quit. This is my dream job, and I am so good at the core of it - actually teaching children. But this feels unbearable. I have no recourse.
I suppose I’m writing this to know if anyone else can share times when a normal/expected part of the job felt like the end of the world. I think maybe hearing from others that they felt something similar to what I feel, and what happened afterwards, might help me feel less abnormal. Maybe it will help me find the motivation to stay doing what I love despite how hard it is sometimes.
2023.06.07 09:50 LawbirdBringer A new home, an introduction
So, I'm feeling an itch to try and do another crossover, this time with Frostpunk of all things. Thus, I am gonna try it. However I must state some thing. In this universe, as the date Frostpunk is set in. Or at least, The scenario "A new home" is happening in. Is somewhere during 1886 to 87. And the invention of the Nukes are during 1933. So for all intents and purposes, The Federation never stumbled upon humanity. At least, in a way they stumble upon them so much earlier than they should. This way, the feds never had a reason to exterminate the species in the first place. They didn't know they existed.
In terms of things regarding the Laws of New London. In this story, both Order and Faith are mixed together. The laws leading to Faith Keepers and The Temple are signed as well as the laws leading to Patrols and Foremen. As for Adaptation laws. Child Labor, Extended Shift, Soup, Extra rations for the Ill, Prosthetics, Ceremonial funerals, Public house. Nearly everything is researched.
Date: [standardized human time]: Day 47
I can no longer see the lights out there. The Little fires and candles that lit up the city. The houses are all but covered in ice. The automatons are barely managing to work through the frigid winds. I turn to check the thermometer, even in my office. Built at the base of the Generator. The winds could reach me through the cracks in the walls. I blinked the ice out of my eyes as my vision locks with the thermometer. "Negative... 150 degrees..." I croaked out. Speaking aloud as I slowly turned to face the cloak on the wall.
To my bewilderment, and amazement. It was still turning away. Even when frost threatened to break it. Just a few more hours... just a few more...
I weakly lifted my arm, If I survive. It'll need amputating. I couldn't even feel the burning cold that was coating its' senses yesterday.
No guardsmen, Faith Keeper, or anyone has came to alert me to anything new... The infirmaries were the only buildings with enough warmth for people to at the very least. Feel chilly... Heh... "Should probably go to one..." I shiver at I felt Jack Frost threaten to tear my insides apart, speaking my thoughts won't help much... thinking things out will keep me focused...
I can't go to a Infirmary. We have no space for a new one to be built, nor do we have enough space for everyone... Thus, here I sit. In my chair. Watching the frost grow on my windows... I pray to myself, that whoever plunged us in this Frozen Hell. Would have mercy on the children and the elderly
As the glass in my window gets overgrown in ice and snow, I slowly close my eyes. And lay back. If this is the end of the human race as we know it... I rather sleep through it than see the results. I already wrote down notes so whomever finds me, will know what to do.
Sleep takes me, the frost won't win that battle at least. In the realms of Dreams. I'm sitting under the warm sun, my daughter and son playing in the grass not too far from me. My wife and I play a game, pointing out the different shapes the clouds made in the sky...
There is a pirate ship... a bird... that's a whale... "No, silly. That's a dolphin!" she'd laugh, I would respond with a chortle and a "Well, when you're right, you're right."
Such warmth... It's not even that warm in actuality, it is as average a day as any other... but I feel so... warm.
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Memory Transcript: Jannim, Junior Venlil explorer
Date: [standardized human time]: Day 47
I shivered as the ship struggles to handle the temperature of this planet. Of course, sometimes a explorer will never come back. Be it through running into Predators, a error in the systems. Or just bad luck. But I never thought it would happen to me.
I boot up the terminal, thankful it still worked at least. "Explorer Log 21. Jannim. Horkle, our exterminator. Succumbed to the wounds he sustained during the crash. Day 7 after the crash, our pilot, Thalk and captain Fonn still haven't came in from checking on the damages the ship sustained when the storm hit us. Should've left when we noticed it but no... we just had to be heroes to a race we don't even know how to find." I panted as I glanced to the ships' walls. Thanks to the ship I'm alive, but how long will the power last? If Fonn and Thalk were still alive out there... I took a deep breath and continue the log "The captain and pilot left the ship sometime yesterday, to check on external damages and on the engines.-" A growl from the predator-like winds stole my attention away.
You survived a Arxur raid, and this is how you go out? Fearing for your life because of alien nature?
Yes, I was...
I take a bite out of my emergency rations, the blandness of it was much better than the chill in the air. "-I-if anyone finds this, leave this planet. Don't go looking for the natives, LEAVE. Before the scans broke down, it appears the planet is gonna undergo various storms similar to the one I am in. Leave at once and mark the planet down as a Deathtrap." I managed to keep myself from stuttering as I continued the message "The planet itself seems predatory, if this is anything to go by. I believe the natives of this planet will have succumbed to the frost during this storm. If not this one, then the next one. Or the one after that. However long it takes. Nothing should be able to survive such harsh winds in this temperature."
I stop myself, taking a few deep breaths, then another bite of my ration. "... If you're stationed near Venlil Prime. Please, find Pallhen. He's my father... tell him... I love him, and that I'm with Mother now." I choke past a tear as I looked to the systems. "Looks like the lights are about to fail, if the controls are anything to go by. Even if the pilot and captain return. We won't be able to even launch... Final log of Junior Explorer Jannim. Protector watch over us." I sighed before ending the Log. Left in silence, I listened to the predatory-storm beat on the ship. And watch Horkles' corpse lay on the medical table of our ship.
Silently counting the emergency rations, and what regular rations we have left. I would last around a week. Perhaps longer if I space my meals out... I think I'll just keep my meals as is, having to do with spacing meals out will just raise my hopes... Can't really have that if this storm lasts much longer.
I resumed eating my ration as I try to guess what the natives were like before this planet became a great, big, Temperature Predator. ------------------------------------------------ Memory Transcript: Felix Hawthorn - Captain, leader of the last City
Date: [standardized human time]: Day 48
"Captain!" A harsh voice awakens me, I use my one good arm to push the Faith Keepers' hands off me. He was apparently shaking me awake. "I'm up, I'm up!" I cried out as I sighed. I could see the relief worm its way onto Brother Collins' face. "Captain. We made it" he exclaimed as a mix of relief and pure joy radiates from his face to his voice. I grumbled in tired bewilderment as I turned to look at the thermometer.
"The storm has passed!" Collin cheered as I mentally froze at the sight on the Thermometer on the wall. -20 degrees Celsius... "Brother Collin! don't just stand there!" I cried out as I stand up with as much my renewed vigor would allow me. Causing the Faith-keeper to freeze in place. "Get out there, and tell the Guards to check the people, check them yourself it you have to. I need information on how our population handled this storm before we move forward!" I shout my orders at Collin, before grabbing my scarf off my neck. The ice still hasn't thawed off my scarf but... I fashion it into a sling for my arm "I'll be here after I have my arm amputated. Can't die now after all we went through." I allow a slight snicker escape my lips as I walk out the doors of my office and marched to the nearest infirmary. I could hear Collin run out of the office shortly after me and went off to find the guards, check families. Maybe both.
To my relief, the infirmary I first arrived at had a place open for me. Due to overcrowding, I was given a seat on the floor. And now... here I wait, listening to the doctors and nurses comfort and calm the ill and wounded. A few shot nasty glares at me... I'd like to see them try and prepare the city for a storm like that. I think I did pretty well... ---A few hours later.--- "So... we're at 307 able bodies, a hundred dead. Five missing. And finally, 246 amputees" I stated to the Head guardsmen, Matthew Williams. And there beside him stood high Priest Jenkins Anderson. "Moral will go up of course, everyone who survived the storm will feel nothing but joy for a while. But now we have to deal with reverting the city to what it was before the storm." I point to Matthew with my newly attached arm, the claw couldn't point fingers but it works when I need to grab something. I shift to point at Anderson as this was for them both to do. "Spread word that we are sending hunters back out and are putting the hothouses back up. I want scouts looking through the wilderness for anything they can find out there. We're not out of the storm yet" I declared as I brought my prosthetic back down. "Take stock of what rations we currently have, and spread them out as much as you can to the population. Send word to the Factory to start churning out Prosthetics... And when you have the scouts ready, inform me." Mister Williams saluted me before leaving the office, while Anderson stays there, watching me... "Did... the two come back?" I asked him, the silent shake of his head told me everything... "We don't have the bodies... find out the name of that father and his daughter, then make a pair of graves for them." Anderson nods and with a respectful bow, stepped out the door.
Finally left to my thoughts, I sat back in my chair. Staring at my desk. So many lives lost... I did what I could, but should I have done better? I could have done better... they are all dead because of me, how many of them were parents?... how many children?
I sat in silence as I start a prayer to the dead. Praying they forgive me for failing them. Praying again that they pass on to a place better than where we are. And finally, Praying that someone up there actually is listening...
Once my prayers were done, I looked to the reports brother Collin had placed on my desk during my time in the Infirmary. Apparently something had crashed during the start of the great storm. There was something flying out there... Going by the calculations the engineers did under Collins' request. The crash is relatively close by... a three day travel on foot, two via riding one of the automatons through the days and night.
I stand from my desk and walk out the door, Paying some mind to a picture of my wife on my way out. I had to be one of the scouts. For this at the very least... if there is some hope there is a survivor out there, if the father and his daughter is there... I have to be certain... we have enough automatons and able bodies to use the coal mines and coal thumpers. And after the storm, I do not believe we required the other laws. I'll leave the high priest in charge until my return. Matthews is a good man but... Anderson is the more compassionate of the two. He'll keep up the moral while I'm away.
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This wasn't a lot, but hey. Hope you liked the introduction. If anyone has any questions regarding New London in the story, please feel free to ask. If anyone has anything to just say, feel free to share your thoughts.
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In terms of things regarding the Laws of New London. In this story, both Order and Faith are mixed together. The laws leading to Faith Keepers and The Temple are signed as well as the laws leading to Patrols and Foremen. As for Adaptation laws. Child Labor, Extended Shift, Soup, Extra rations for the Ill, Prosthetics, Ceremonial funerals, Public house. Nearly everything is researched.
For the purpose of the City, they haven't crossed the Line yet. But as any who played the game knows. The other side of the Line is so tempting. So very, very tempting.
Memory Transcript: Felix Hawthorn - Captain, leader of the last CityDate: [standardized human time]: Day 47
I can no longer see the lights out there. The Little fires and candles that lit up the city. The houses are all but covered in ice. The automatons are barely managing to work through the frigid winds. I turn to check the thermometer, even in my office. Built at the base of the Generator. The winds could reach me through the cracks in the walls. I blinked the ice out of my eyes as my vision locks with the thermometer. "Negative... 150 degrees..." I croaked out. Speaking aloud as I slowly turned to face the cloak on the wall.
To my bewilderment, and amazement. It was still turning away. Even when frost threatened to break it. Just a few more hours... just a few more...
I weakly lifted my arm, If I survive. It'll need amputating. I couldn't even feel the burning cold that was coating its' senses yesterday.
No guardsmen, Faith Keeper, or anyone has came to alert me to anything new... The infirmaries were the only buildings with enough warmth for people to at the very least. Feel chilly... Heh... "Should probably go to one..." I shiver at I felt Jack Frost threaten to tear my insides apart, speaking my thoughts won't help much... thinking things out will keep me focused...
I can't go to a Infirmary. We have no space for a new one to be built, nor do we have enough space for everyone... Thus, here I sit. In my chair. Watching the frost grow on my windows... I pray to myself, that whoever plunged us in this Frozen Hell. Would have mercy on the children and the elderly
As the glass in my window gets overgrown in ice and snow, I slowly close my eyes. And lay back. If this is the end of the human race as we know it... I rather sleep through it than see the results. I already wrote down notes so whomever finds me, will know what to do.
Sleep takes me, the frost won't win that battle at least. In the realms of Dreams. I'm sitting under the warm sun, my daughter and son playing in the grass not too far from me. My wife and I play a game, pointing out the different shapes the clouds made in the sky...
There is a pirate ship... a bird... that's a whale... "No, silly. That's a dolphin!" she'd laugh, I would respond with a chortle and a "Well, when you're right, you're right."
Such warmth... It's not even that warm in actuality, it is as average a day as any other... but I feel so... warm.
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Memory Transcript: Jannim, Junior Venlil explorer
Date: [standardized human time]: Day 47
I shivered as the ship struggles to handle the temperature of this planet. Of course, sometimes a explorer will never come back. Be it through running into Predators, a error in the systems. Or just bad luck. But I never thought it would happen to me.
I boot up the terminal, thankful it still worked at least. "Explorer Log 21. Jannim. Horkle, our exterminator. Succumbed to the wounds he sustained during the crash. Day 7 after the crash, our pilot, Thalk and captain Fonn still haven't came in from checking on the damages the ship sustained when the storm hit us. Should've left when we noticed it but no... we just had to be heroes to a race we don't even know how to find." I panted as I glanced to the ships' walls. Thanks to the ship I'm alive, but how long will the power last? If Fonn and Thalk were still alive out there... I took a deep breath and continue the log "The captain and pilot left the ship sometime yesterday, to check on external damages and on the engines.-" A growl from the predator-like winds stole my attention away.
You survived a Arxur raid, and this is how you go out? Fearing for your life because of alien nature?
Yes, I was...
I take a bite out of my emergency rations, the blandness of it was much better than the chill in the air. "-I-if anyone finds this, leave this planet. Don't go looking for the natives, LEAVE. Before the scans broke down, it appears the planet is gonna undergo various storms similar to the one I am in. Leave at once and mark the planet down as a Deathtrap." I managed to keep myself from stuttering as I continued the message "The planet itself seems predatory, if this is anything to go by. I believe the natives of this planet will have succumbed to the frost during this storm. If not this one, then the next one. Or the one after that. However long it takes. Nothing should be able to survive such harsh winds in this temperature."
I stop myself, taking a few deep breaths, then another bite of my ration. "... If you're stationed near Venlil Prime. Please, find Pallhen. He's my father... tell him... I love him, and that I'm with Mother now." I choke past a tear as I looked to the systems. "Looks like the lights are about to fail, if the controls are anything to go by. Even if the pilot and captain return. We won't be able to even launch... Final log of Junior Explorer Jannim. Protector watch over us." I sighed before ending the Log. Left in silence, I listened to the predatory-storm beat on the ship. And watch Horkles' corpse lay on the medical table of our ship.
Silently counting the emergency rations, and what regular rations we have left. I would last around a week. Perhaps longer if I space my meals out... I think I'll just keep my meals as is, having to do with spacing meals out will just raise my hopes... Can't really have that if this storm lasts much longer.
I resumed eating my ration as I try to guess what the natives were like before this planet became a great, big, Temperature Predator. ------------------------------------------------ Memory Transcript: Felix Hawthorn - Captain, leader of the last City
Date: [standardized human time]: Day 48
"Captain!" A harsh voice awakens me, I use my one good arm to push the Faith Keepers' hands off me. He was apparently shaking me awake. "I'm up, I'm up!" I cried out as I sighed. I could see the relief worm its way onto Brother Collins' face. "Captain. We made it" he exclaimed as a mix of relief and pure joy radiates from his face to his voice. I grumbled in tired bewilderment as I turned to look at the thermometer.
"The storm has passed!" Collin cheered as I mentally froze at the sight on the Thermometer on the wall. -20 degrees Celsius... "Brother Collin! don't just stand there!" I cried out as I stand up with as much my renewed vigor would allow me. Causing the Faith-keeper to freeze in place. "Get out there, and tell the Guards to check the people, check them yourself it you have to. I need information on how our population handled this storm before we move forward!" I shout my orders at Collin, before grabbing my scarf off my neck. The ice still hasn't thawed off my scarf but... I fashion it into a sling for my arm "I'll be here after I have my arm amputated. Can't die now after all we went through." I allow a slight snicker escape my lips as I walk out the doors of my office and marched to the nearest infirmary. I could hear Collin run out of the office shortly after me and went off to find the guards, check families. Maybe both.
To my relief, the infirmary I first arrived at had a place open for me. Due to overcrowding, I was given a seat on the floor. And now... here I wait, listening to the doctors and nurses comfort and calm the ill and wounded. A few shot nasty glares at me... I'd like to see them try and prepare the city for a storm like that. I think I did pretty well... ---A few hours later.--- "So... we're at 307 able bodies, a hundred dead. Five missing. And finally, 246 amputees" I stated to the Head guardsmen, Matthew Williams. And there beside him stood high Priest Jenkins Anderson. "Moral will go up of course, everyone who survived the storm will feel nothing but joy for a while. But now we have to deal with reverting the city to what it was before the storm." I point to Matthew with my newly attached arm, the claw couldn't point fingers but it works when I need to grab something. I shift to point at Anderson as this was for them both to do. "Spread word that we are sending hunters back out and are putting the hothouses back up. I want scouts looking through the wilderness for anything they can find out there. We're not out of the storm yet" I declared as I brought my prosthetic back down. "Take stock of what rations we currently have, and spread them out as much as you can to the population. Send word to the Factory to start churning out Prosthetics... And when you have the scouts ready, inform me." Mister Williams saluted me before leaving the office, while Anderson stays there, watching me... "Did... the two come back?" I asked him, the silent shake of his head told me everything... "We don't have the bodies... find out the name of that father and his daughter, then make a pair of graves for them." Anderson nods and with a respectful bow, stepped out the door.
Finally left to my thoughts, I sat back in my chair. Staring at my desk. So many lives lost... I did what I could, but should I have done better? I could have done better... they are all dead because of me, how many of them were parents?... how many children?
I sat in silence as I start a prayer to the dead. Praying they forgive me for failing them. Praying again that they pass on to a place better than where we are. And finally, Praying that someone up there actually is listening...
Once my prayers were done, I looked to the reports brother Collin had placed on my desk during my time in the Infirmary. Apparently something had crashed during the start of the great storm. There was something flying out there... Going by the calculations the engineers did under Collins' request. The crash is relatively close by... a three day travel on foot, two via riding one of the automatons through the days and night.
I stand from my desk and walk out the door, Paying some mind to a picture of my wife on my way out. I had to be one of the scouts. For this at the very least... if there is some hope there is a survivor out there, if the father and his daughter is there... I have to be certain... we have enough automatons and able bodies to use the coal mines and coal thumpers. And after the storm, I do not believe we required the other laws. I'll leave the high priest in charge until my return. Matthews is a good man but... Anderson is the more compassionate of the two. He'll keep up the moral while I'm away.
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This wasn't a lot, but hey. Hope you liked the introduction. If anyone has any questions regarding New London in the story, please feel free to ask. If anyone has anything to just say, feel free to share your thoughts.
2023.06.07 09:49 Molly_Mnemonic That Dreaded Guilt - Being in a Social Situation You Can't Win
...although I would love to hear ideas for a better word than guilt, because it doesn't feel quite right. I hate it when a situation forces me to be the 'bad guy' because I can't get someone else's expectations of me low enough not to disappoint them.
My ultimate question with this post is how do you guys deal with that? How do you stop obsessing over trying to justify yourself if you know you've not lived up to what someone wanted of you? I wish there was an off switch in my brain. Details are below on my current issue, but it is rather long so no worries if you don't have the time or energy.
I don't think I'm alone in struggling really badly when failing to meet peoples' expectations, or in some capacity being really twisted up when I know that I'm not capable of being the person someone wants me to be. Or, more often, when fulfilling their wishes would burden me in ways I can't even explain to them and be understood so I just have to be the bad guy, or the one making constant excuses.
I like to manage my life and relationships very tightly so that no one ever has unreasonable expectations of me. It works well with my partner, housemate, and my own family. Not so well with in-laws, but that can't be helped. Many remote friendships I maintain consist of occasional messages followed by long periods of silence, followed by "oh sorry it took me so long to reply!"
But I really like it that way! I'm usually the one who replies a bit sooner and will quite happily wait for a friend to respond whenever they have time. I like that there's no pressure on me, and I take care to never pressure anybody else.
However, recently, a girl I met during my undergraduate study abroad in Japan (14 years ago) contacted me out of the blue. I was initially pleased to hear from her as she's a very sweet and kind girl who helped me a lot when I was living there. We met up in my home country (the UK) a couple of years later and I repaid the favor and hosted her in my home for a while, took her to tourist sites etc. We left on good terms. But that was still a good 12 years ago.
Now, she suddenly announced that she's temporarily living somewhat close to me in the US. It is a crazy coincidence since neither of us are in our home countries, and I was briefly quite excited to offer her help and advice, any help with English she might want etc (we message exclusively in Japanese which I'm still reasonable at due to using it for work).
However, it quickly became clear that this would absolutely not be what she wanted at all. I told her (truthfully) that we were about to move states due our lives having gone through a really rough patch since like 2021. We'd have job losses, no-fault evictions, abusive neighbors... it's been awful, and my mental health has been in the gutter. I suffer from debilitating health anxiety, OCD, and insomnia as well all the complications of autism. Not to mention that I've since come out as trans (masc/NB, but many people not close to me still know me as a woman) and all the social difficulties that come with that.
However, these are not things I feel like confiding in a woman I knew quite superficially over a decade ago. I still find it hard to be my authentic self in public, let alone to someone I don't know well who only ever knew me as the daintiest, girliest little English rose ever. And in a second language no less.
I told her we were moving soon, that me and my husband work nights, we have our 'weekend' during the week due to work shifts, and that we're very very busy with moving and will not be able to drive 1.5 hours to have dinner and quick catch up. It's just not workable right now.
But oh my gosh, she just will not stop! It's not a simple "hey if you have time it'd be nice to see you again", it's paragraph after paragraph of how we absolutely must come over because she's a housewife now and it would be just be so great to make dinner for us, and also we have to go out to a local tourist spot together and get dinner together, and if we can't then her husband will drive up the 1.5 hours to see us and...
It's very sweet, but I told her firmly that though I'm very sorry, the timing is just terrible right now. I just cannot make this work at present, but I'll be sure to tell her if something changes. I know it's more polite to be vague in Japanese so perhaps I tried too hard not to be blunt, but I did firmly say "if anything changes I'll let you know, but right now this is not possible."
I thought all was well, until two weeks later she messaged me again with a huge list of all the days this month that her husband would drive her up here so she could just see me for a moment, just sit a café together and talk... and honestly I admit at that point I had a bit of a meltdown. We're already struggling with everything previously mentioned, plus the uncertainty of not knowing where we'll be living next month. To know that I said and did everything I could but the only way to get this girl to stop is to be really firm and be the bad guy.
The thing is, we were never that close! She did help me out when I was in Japan, and I did the same when she visited England. I've offered moral support and advice while she's in the US, but I don't personally understand why physically meeting up is the be all and end all. Like, in the entire 12 years since we last saw each other she's messaged me literally once. We don't keep in touch, she doesn't know me at all really, and yet I feel like she's almost demanding I sacrifice time and energy to spend like an hour being face to face with her.
I cannot understand what is so important about that, but perhaps it's beyond me. The point is, I feel like I can't win. I can't be nice enough, or gentle enough in explaining my situation. The only solution which doesn't result in me being an asshole is sacrificing time, money, and mental health to do something I literally cannot face doing right now. I'm having enough trouble just getting through a normal day, let alone going outside and negotiating all this in a second language, having to navigate the inevitable remarks about why I look nothing like what I used to and so on.
But the actual point of my post, more than anything else, is why on earth does my brain INSIST on thinking about this constantly? I feel like I've done something really wrong, and my stupid hindbrain won't stop trying to compose apologies and explanations in Japanese while I'm trying to sleep. It's driving me mad and I don't understand why it's become such a fixation. I've said no, but I can't seem to let go of this 'guilt' or whatever it is.
Does anyone else experience an overinflated sense of guilt/shame/frustration/vulnerability when they know they cannot live up to others' expectations without great personal sacrifice?
tl;dr girl I haven't seen for well over a decade moved (sort of) close to me, is being incredibly pushy about seeing me despite us not keeping in touch at all over the past 10+ years. I am currently in something of a mental health crisis as well as trying to find a new place to live out of state, it's a terrible time, but she doesn't seem to get the message. That's whatever, but what's causing me the most suffering is not being able to stop obsessing over it and feeling really guilty, like I have to constantly justify myself. I'm losing sleep over it and I hate it :(
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My ultimate question with this post is how do you guys deal with that? How do you stop obsessing over trying to justify yourself if you know you've not lived up to what someone wanted of you? I wish there was an off switch in my brain. Details are below on my current issue, but it is rather long so no worries if you don't have the time or energy.
I don't think I'm alone in struggling really badly when failing to meet peoples' expectations, or in some capacity being really twisted up when I know that I'm not capable of being the person someone wants me to be. Or, more often, when fulfilling their wishes would burden me in ways I can't even explain to them and be understood so I just have to be the bad guy, or the one making constant excuses.
I like to manage my life and relationships very tightly so that no one ever has unreasonable expectations of me. It works well with my partner, housemate, and my own family. Not so well with in-laws, but that can't be helped. Many remote friendships I maintain consist of occasional messages followed by long periods of silence, followed by "oh sorry it took me so long to reply!"
But I really like it that way! I'm usually the one who replies a bit sooner and will quite happily wait for a friend to respond whenever they have time. I like that there's no pressure on me, and I take care to never pressure anybody else.
However, recently, a girl I met during my undergraduate study abroad in Japan (14 years ago) contacted me out of the blue. I was initially pleased to hear from her as she's a very sweet and kind girl who helped me a lot when I was living there. We met up in my home country (the UK) a couple of years later and I repaid the favor and hosted her in my home for a while, took her to tourist sites etc. We left on good terms. But that was still a good 12 years ago.
Now, she suddenly announced that she's temporarily living somewhat close to me in the US. It is a crazy coincidence since neither of us are in our home countries, and I was briefly quite excited to offer her help and advice, any help with English she might want etc (we message exclusively in Japanese which I'm still reasonable at due to using it for work).
However, it quickly became clear that this would absolutely not be what she wanted at all. I told her (truthfully) that we were about to move states due our lives having gone through a really rough patch since like 2021. We'd have job losses, no-fault evictions, abusive neighbors... it's been awful, and my mental health has been in the gutter. I suffer from debilitating health anxiety, OCD, and insomnia as well all the complications of autism. Not to mention that I've since come out as trans (masc/NB, but many people not close to me still know me as a woman) and all the social difficulties that come with that.
However, these are not things I feel like confiding in a woman I knew quite superficially over a decade ago. I still find it hard to be my authentic self in public, let alone to someone I don't know well who only ever knew me as the daintiest, girliest little English rose ever. And in a second language no less.
I told her we were moving soon, that me and my husband work nights, we have our 'weekend' during the week due to work shifts, and that we're very very busy with moving and will not be able to drive 1.5 hours to have dinner and quick catch up. It's just not workable right now.
But oh my gosh, she just will not stop! It's not a simple "hey if you have time it'd be nice to see you again", it's paragraph after paragraph of how we absolutely must come over because she's a housewife now and it would be just be so great to make dinner for us, and also we have to go out to a local tourist spot together and get dinner together, and if we can't then her husband will drive up the 1.5 hours to see us and...
It's very sweet, but I told her firmly that though I'm very sorry, the timing is just terrible right now. I just cannot make this work at present, but I'll be sure to tell her if something changes. I know it's more polite to be vague in Japanese so perhaps I tried too hard not to be blunt, but I did firmly say "if anything changes I'll let you know, but right now this is not possible."
I thought all was well, until two weeks later she messaged me again with a huge list of all the days this month that her husband would drive her up here so she could just see me for a moment, just sit a café together and talk... and honestly I admit at that point I had a bit of a meltdown. We're already struggling with everything previously mentioned, plus the uncertainty of not knowing where we'll be living next month. To know that I said and did everything I could but the only way to get this girl to stop is to be really firm and be the bad guy.
The thing is, we were never that close! She did help me out when I was in Japan, and I did the same when she visited England. I've offered moral support and advice while she's in the US, but I don't personally understand why physically meeting up is the be all and end all. Like, in the entire 12 years since we last saw each other she's messaged me literally once. We don't keep in touch, she doesn't know me at all really, and yet I feel like she's almost demanding I sacrifice time and energy to spend like an hour being face to face with her.
I cannot understand what is so important about that, but perhaps it's beyond me. The point is, I feel like I can't win. I can't be nice enough, or gentle enough in explaining my situation. The only solution which doesn't result in me being an asshole is sacrificing time, money, and mental health to do something I literally cannot face doing right now. I'm having enough trouble just getting through a normal day, let alone going outside and negotiating all this in a second language, having to navigate the inevitable remarks about why I look nothing like what I used to and so on.
But the actual point of my post, more than anything else, is why on earth does my brain INSIST on thinking about this constantly? I feel like I've done something really wrong, and my stupid hindbrain won't stop trying to compose apologies and explanations in Japanese while I'm trying to sleep. It's driving me mad and I don't understand why it's become such a fixation. I've said no, but I can't seem to let go of this 'guilt' or whatever it is.
Does anyone else experience an overinflated sense of guilt/shame/frustration/vulnerability when they know they cannot live up to others' expectations without great personal sacrifice?
tl;dr girl I haven't seen for well over a decade moved (sort of) close to me, is being incredibly pushy about seeing me despite us not keeping in touch at all over the past 10+ years. I am currently in something of a mental health crisis as well as trying to find a new place to live out of state, it's a terrible time, but she doesn't seem to get the message. That's whatever, but what's causing me the most suffering is not being able to stop obsessing over it and feeling really guilty, like I have to constantly justify myself. I'm losing sleep over it and I hate it :(
2023.06.07 09:49 Extension-Nerve-4307 Trying to keep my family together
I am seeking advice from anyone who can relate in any way, but mostly need to vent because this stuff actually lays heavy on me.
So, I (28f) have 2 siblings. My older sister (36), and younger brother (26). My parents have been together since they were 17. However their relationship/marriage has been anything but exemplary. My dad has always been very physically abusive towards my mother. I lived in one of those households where everyone feared my dad. Given my sister is 8 years older than I am, she witnessed and experienced way more in my home than I ever did in those short years before I was born. I have memories of seeing my dad beating my mom and sister on numerous occasions and for any reason. Sometimes it felt like he didn’t even need a reason. However, things in my household worked like a slinky going down stairs sometimes; where my dad would hurt my mom, my mom would in turn become offensive towards my sister and she turned around and was slightly abusive towards me. I was pretty depressed from an early age. For a period of time when I was small I truly felt like my family didn’t love me and I would often pretend to run away. My family found it funny at the time (I was probably about 5 or 6 when I felt this the most). My sis ended up leaving the house at 18, which was somewhat of a relief for me because she was always picking on me. A whole lot has changed since I was little. My dad is still a grouch, but he hasn’t hit my mom or anyone else since I was about 18. He grew up in a family that cusses a whole lot, and he remains that way to this day. But compared to all the physical stuff, words are just words at my parents house now. I’m sure anyone in that house would prefer to tolerate verbal abuse over anything else we have lived through on any given day.
It wasn’t until I was about 16 that my sister started showing more interest in building a closer relationship with me. Despite the way she used to treat me, it felt nice to finally have a good relationship with her. So we became close. She would let me in on the family secrets and gossip, and we would talk about our lives growing up. Eventually I brought up what she put me through as a kid in a conversation and she apologized. She also told me she had gone through the same type of conversation with my parents, where she confronted them for the way she was brought up. From what I gathered, there were lots of tears and apologies from both my parents.
Her family started growing pretty rapidly around that time, and as a single aunt I absolutely adored her children. She ended up moving to a neighboring city (about a 30 min drive), and it became slightly harder to visit her because of the distance. I basically went from being at her house every week- because she was about a 7 min walking distance away- to only being able to go over about once every 3 or 4 months due to the fact that our schedules hardly ever line up now. Sadly, I feel like we aren’t very close anymore.
Now to update you on more recent years; my sister now has 3 kids (16, 8, and 6). My younger brother has two kids (4 and 1), and I also have two kiddos (5 and 1). My brother- being 2 years younger- has always had the closest bond with me. We did everything together growing up, and now that we have kids all relatively close in age, we hangout about once a week or are in constant communication (we communicate through meme sharing on IG). Lol. My brother and I have a pretty close relationship with my mom. When we get together its nice. We have become a little tight knit family and help each other out whenever we need it. My dad and my sister have sort of decided to isolate themselves from the rest of the family though. My sis is very much “the black sheep” of our family, and my dad would rather just be alone. Speaking to him feels slightly awkward as he doesn’t really initiate conversation or express any interest in us. I feel like he might even be depressed, but because he has never really shown any true love for his family, none of us really bother to check up on him much. Still, I actually feel a little guilty for that too.
Things haven’t really started to bother me about my family until recently. Almost two years ago I got pregnant with my second child. Then a few months later we found out my brother was also expecting a child with his wife. Everyone was excited and of course we shared this news with our older sister, and she seemed happy for us when we announced it to her. However, she was a complete no show for both of our baby showers with zero explanations. We tried not to feel sour about it even though we knew for a fact she was off from work on those exact days. Then fast forward to this past winter. I got married. The venue we had chosen was coincidentally down the street from her house, literally like a 2 minute drive. However, she only stayed at the event long enough for me to see that she was present and she just upped and left with her whole family almost right after the whole bouquet toss thing. According to my brother who was sitting at the same table as her and her family, she left without even saying a word. I also wanted to mention how my father was nicely planted on a chair throughout most of the reception, and didn’t talk to anyone at all. He kinda just stared off into space or was fidgeting with a napkin on the table every time I caught a glimpse of him. I don’t know if I’m making it a bigger deal than it really was, but overall it was hard to not be a bit upset at them. I had a blast at my wedding regardless of this. I sure as heck wasn’t about to allow that from ruining what is supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life.
Then, after that it has just been nothing but no shows for the most part from both my sister and my Father. - My kids’ bday celebration held earlier this year; both didn’t show. - Easter family gathering; again. Both of them didn’t show. - My brother and his daughter’s bday celebration; Our dad finally showed. Sister did not.
At this point, my brother is fed up of trying to include our sister or our father in anything. Both have shown that they clearly don’t want to be involved in anything we do as a family. Even when it comes to doing something as simple as texting them just to know how they are… if someone else from the family doesn’t initiate the text, we will literally never hear from either of them. However, the only reason I keep insisting that we shouldn’t stop inviting her is because her children love spending time with us and all their little cousins. I have literally heard all of them begging their mom to bring them over to spend time with us. Not to mention that I have a pretty close relationship with my teenage niece (She kinda sees me as her ‘cool auntie’ and closest family member).
Should I just let my sister be? Should I keep pushing this idea that we could all one day become one big happy family? Like, it literally breaks my heart to think about our children not growing up around each other. The very few times that we have gotten together as a big family, it was so awesome. Everyone was so happy. I think?
I really don’t know what to think of all this. Any thoughts or advice on what to do would be nice. Sorry if this became very long to read or hard to follow. I just feel so strongly about my family and my thoughts about them are so jumbled.
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So, I (28f) have 2 siblings. My older sister (36), and younger brother (26). My parents have been together since they were 17. However their relationship/marriage has been anything but exemplary. My dad has always been very physically abusive towards my mother. I lived in one of those households where everyone feared my dad. Given my sister is 8 years older than I am, she witnessed and experienced way more in my home than I ever did in those short years before I was born. I have memories of seeing my dad beating my mom and sister on numerous occasions and for any reason. Sometimes it felt like he didn’t even need a reason. However, things in my household worked like a slinky going down stairs sometimes; where my dad would hurt my mom, my mom would in turn become offensive towards my sister and she turned around and was slightly abusive towards me. I was pretty depressed from an early age. For a period of time when I was small I truly felt like my family didn’t love me and I would often pretend to run away. My family found it funny at the time (I was probably about 5 or 6 when I felt this the most). My sis ended up leaving the house at 18, which was somewhat of a relief for me because she was always picking on me. A whole lot has changed since I was little. My dad is still a grouch, but he hasn’t hit my mom or anyone else since I was about 18. He grew up in a family that cusses a whole lot, and he remains that way to this day. But compared to all the physical stuff, words are just words at my parents house now. I’m sure anyone in that house would prefer to tolerate verbal abuse over anything else we have lived through on any given day.
It wasn’t until I was about 16 that my sister started showing more interest in building a closer relationship with me. Despite the way she used to treat me, it felt nice to finally have a good relationship with her. So we became close. She would let me in on the family secrets and gossip, and we would talk about our lives growing up. Eventually I brought up what she put me through as a kid in a conversation and she apologized. She also told me she had gone through the same type of conversation with my parents, where she confronted them for the way she was brought up. From what I gathered, there were lots of tears and apologies from both my parents.
Her family started growing pretty rapidly around that time, and as a single aunt I absolutely adored her children. She ended up moving to a neighboring city (about a 30 min drive), and it became slightly harder to visit her because of the distance. I basically went from being at her house every week- because she was about a 7 min walking distance away- to only being able to go over about once every 3 or 4 months due to the fact that our schedules hardly ever line up now. Sadly, I feel like we aren’t very close anymore.
Now to update you on more recent years; my sister now has 3 kids (16, 8, and 6). My younger brother has two kids (4 and 1), and I also have two kiddos (5 and 1). My brother- being 2 years younger- has always had the closest bond with me. We did everything together growing up, and now that we have kids all relatively close in age, we hangout about once a week or are in constant communication (we communicate through meme sharing on IG). Lol. My brother and I have a pretty close relationship with my mom. When we get together its nice. We have become a little tight knit family and help each other out whenever we need it. My dad and my sister have sort of decided to isolate themselves from the rest of the family though. My sis is very much “the black sheep” of our family, and my dad would rather just be alone. Speaking to him feels slightly awkward as he doesn’t really initiate conversation or express any interest in us. I feel like he might even be depressed, but because he has never really shown any true love for his family, none of us really bother to check up on him much. Still, I actually feel a little guilty for that too.
Things haven’t really started to bother me about my family until recently. Almost two years ago I got pregnant with my second child. Then a few months later we found out my brother was also expecting a child with his wife. Everyone was excited and of course we shared this news with our older sister, and she seemed happy for us when we announced it to her. However, she was a complete no show for both of our baby showers with zero explanations. We tried not to feel sour about it even though we knew for a fact she was off from work on those exact days. Then fast forward to this past winter. I got married. The venue we had chosen was coincidentally down the street from her house, literally like a 2 minute drive. However, she only stayed at the event long enough for me to see that she was present and she just upped and left with her whole family almost right after the whole bouquet toss thing. According to my brother who was sitting at the same table as her and her family, she left without even saying a word. I also wanted to mention how my father was nicely planted on a chair throughout most of the reception, and didn’t talk to anyone at all. He kinda just stared off into space or was fidgeting with a napkin on the table every time I caught a glimpse of him. I don’t know if I’m making it a bigger deal than it really was, but overall it was hard to not be a bit upset at them. I had a blast at my wedding regardless of this. I sure as heck wasn’t about to allow that from ruining what is supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life.
Then, after that it has just been nothing but no shows for the most part from both my sister and my Father. - My kids’ bday celebration held earlier this year; both didn’t show. - Easter family gathering; again. Both of them didn’t show. - My brother and his daughter’s bday celebration; Our dad finally showed. Sister did not.
At this point, my brother is fed up of trying to include our sister or our father in anything. Both have shown that they clearly don’t want to be involved in anything we do as a family. Even when it comes to doing something as simple as texting them just to know how they are… if someone else from the family doesn’t initiate the text, we will literally never hear from either of them. However, the only reason I keep insisting that we shouldn’t stop inviting her is because her children love spending time with us and all their little cousins. I have literally heard all of them begging their mom to bring them over to spend time with us. Not to mention that I have a pretty close relationship with my teenage niece (She kinda sees me as her ‘cool auntie’ and closest family member).
Should I just let my sister be? Should I keep pushing this idea that we could all one day become one big happy family? Like, it literally breaks my heart to think about our children not growing up around each other. The very few times that we have gotten together as a big family, it was so awesome. Everyone was so happy. I think?
I really don’t know what to think of all this. Any thoughts or advice on what to do would be nice. Sorry if this became very long to read or hard to follow. I just feel so strongly about my family and my thoughts about them are so jumbled.
2023.06.07 09:49 Key_Pineapple_6393 How does this end?
I (42m) a lucky guy. I own a home, I have two relatively new vehicles. Not trying to brag, but I feel like I'm a somewhat attractive person. I have an amazingly beautiful, charismatic wife that is an amazing stepmother, She has really stepped up. Also, a stellar, funny teenage daughter who is almost 18. I love them, they are my world, I work very hard to support them and their life, sometimes 60 hours a week in a very stressful dangerous job. It's not just financially I support them, I encourage them and support them emotionally. I try my best to understand everyone and be the most empathetic person that I can. I feel like I am a loving, caring, amazing man. This is me, most is the time, I try as hard as I can to keep this life, it matters so much to me, it's my reason to live, it gives me purpose.
Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
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Unfortunately, I've had a very rough life. When I was a child I was sexually abused by someone that was trusted. Also, I witness horrific abuse to other family members. That wasn't the end, traumas and bad luck were the norm of my life until my early thirties. I'm also very depressed, suffer from manic episodes and generalized anxiety disorder. At times, I can be very hard to live with, when I'm having a manic episode.... It's bad. When I'm having a manic episode and a panic attack at the same time... It is almost unlivable. I've been working to better myself for around 5 years, I've been on a lot of different meds and found what's worked the best for me, I even had a gene site test done. I average therapy twice a week with occasional couples therapy. I had some success with EMDR, but it's very far away and very hard to fit into life, I want to go again, but I don't know how I can make that happen. As I said before, my wife is an amazing calm and caring person, she's as close to understanding as I'll ever get... I've never fit in anywhere, but I feel like I fit in with her. She can only take so much though, I just had the worst manic episode of my life and she left me to stay at her mom's house for a week. I was doing very bad and was being somewhat self-destructive. She still did her best to support me, she came over and made me dinner every night and hung out with me for a little bit, so I could tell that she still cared deeply. My episode wound down, she moved back in and I am doing much better. But I can't guarantee this won't happen again, sometimes the manic is too strong for the meds. Sometimes I can't control the triggers, with my life, little things can cause this. I love them both so much, This is the only real love that's ever been given to me in my entire life. I don't want to lose them, I keep working so hard to keep them in my life and better myself. I just don't know what to do, do I let them go? To the manic episodes ever stop? Will I ever be able to love and be loved? I want to be better, I don't want to give up, but this is so hard. If anyone has any thoughts, opinions or help I would greatly appreciate them.
2023.06.07 09:49 gerusz Subreddit going dark between 12 and 14 June in response to the Reddit API changes
TL;DR: Reddit's new API pricing is killing third-party apps. The sub is going private in protest in concert with many others between 12 June and 14 June.
Hello, everyone,
Reddit is proposing a new API with frankly insane pricing (the per-request pricing is some hundred times more than what Google and Amazon APIs cost). This means that third-party apps (Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Relay, etc...) will have to close down because their operation would cost millions of dollars, and mobile users and moderators will be forced to use the craptastic official app. This open letter explains things in more detail.
Since this is unacceptable, the subreddit is joining the list of other subs that are blacking out on those two days. The exact timing of the blackout will be from 0:00 UTC on June 12 to 0:00 UTC on June 15.
This "blackout" means that the subreddit will be going private. You will not be able to see or submit posts during this time.
Thank you for your understanding, and if you want to help, just write some strongly-worded letters to the Reddit admin team.
submitted by gerusz to Runner5 [link] [comments]
Hello, everyone,
Reddit is proposing a new API with frankly insane pricing (the per-request pricing is some hundred times more than what Google and Amazon APIs cost). This means that third-party apps (Apollo, Reddit is Fun, Relay, etc...) will have to close down because their operation would cost millions of dollars, and mobile users and moderators will be forced to use the craptastic official app. This open letter explains things in more detail.
Since this is unacceptable, the subreddit is joining the list of other subs that are blacking out on those two days. The exact timing of the blackout will be from 0:00 UTC on June 12 to 0:00 UTC on June 15.
This "blackout" means that the subreddit will be going private. You will not be able to see or submit posts during this time.
Thank you for your understanding, and if you want to help, just write some strongly-worded letters to the Reddit admin team.
2023.06.07 09:48 Chunidle 3-Day Itinerary - Visiting Houston with GF for the first time this weekend
Hello Houston!
My GF and I (both 23) are international students here in the Midwest US, we just graduated and have been to other bigger cities in the country (Chicago, NYC, DC, etc.) But we decided to visit your wonderful city this weekend. We'll be there for about 3 and half days, not enough to explore everything Houston has to offer, but just enough to see the highlights of it. We'll be renting a car too since we heard that is Houston's best mode of transportation.
Our main goal for this trip is to spend some quality time together, exploring the city and relaxing, while not spending a large sum of money. I built a rough itinerary and wanted to get some feedback from you folks (the locals) if anything seems improper. Please let me know if there is anything that I have missed about Houston, and any recommendations on where to get food and what else to do!
Thank you!
We'll be staying at an Airbnb in midtown, near Buffalo Bayou Park. We also intentionally avoid the Aquarium because we heard it's pretty depressing.
Day 0.5 (THU)
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My GF and I (both 23) are international students here in the Midwest US, we just graduated and have been to other bigger cities in the country (Chicago, NYC, DC, etc.) But we decided to visit your wonderful city this weekend. We'll be there for about 3 and half days, not enough to explore everything Houston has to offer, but just enough to see the highlights of it. We'll be renting a car too since we heard that is Houston's best mode of transportation.
Our main goal for this trip is to spend some quality time together, exploring the city and relaxing, while not spending a large sum of money. I built a rough itinerary and wanted to get some feedback from you folks (the locals) if anything seems improper. Please let me know if there is anything that I have missed about Houston, and any recommendations on where to get food and what else to do!
Thank you!
We'll be staying at an Airbnb in midtown, near Buffalo Bayou Park. We also intentionally avoid the Aquarium because we heard it's pretty depressing.
Day 0.5 (THU)
- We arrive in Houston at about 6 PM.
- POST (dinner) + Skylawn
- Baby Barnaby's (breakfast)
- Gerald D. Hines Waterfall
- Space Center
- Kemah Boardwalk
- Landry's Seafood House (dinner)
- Blacksmith (breakfast)
- The Galleria/River Oaks District
- Xin Chao (lunch)
- Museum of Natural Science
- Buffalo Bayou Park
- Nancy's Hustle (dinner)
- Chinatown
- Golden Dim Sum (brunch)
- Memorial Park
- Our last day in Houston ends around 5 PM
- Blendin Coffee Club
- Tenfold
- Giant Leap
- Cavo Coffee
- La La Land Cafe
2023.06.07 09:47 Competitive_Text1914 Hells Kitchen 6th Place Season: Episode 11
Chef Gordon Ramsay welcomed back the final 9 to Hells Kitchen and said with the competition halfway gone it was time for the annual blind taste test and Kanae was worried about how well she would do in this test as she doesn’t exactly practice at home and Santos remembered scoring 0 in Season 13 so had to prove himself today for the red team. First up was Elizabeth and Ed with the blue team taking an early lead thanks to Ed scoring 2 to Elizabeth’s 1 but the red team tied up despite Nikki only scoring 1 as Giovanni got a big fat 0 with Giovanni wondering if he’d get out of this challenge slump soon. Van and Kanae were next and the blue team took the lead as despite Van getting 2, Kanae scored 3 which shocked her as she was worried about how well she would so but Antonio only scored 1 and Tara scored an impressive 3 to put the red team in the lead 7:6 going into the last round. Antonio said Kanae was going again due to scoring the highest but Santos won it for the red team by scoring 2 out of 3 and Kanae only scored a further one as the red team won 9:7! Everyone except Van and Ed got drenched in custard and Ed was livid about the performances of Giovanni and Antonio while Kanae said at least she did well after being nominated last night.
The red team went off to party in Vegas with Tara proudly talking about her great performance and Van said he was delighted to have her on the team having been proven wrong about how strong she was. Giovanni was in a foul mood after his performance which was not helped by Ed talking about how Vegas was the one reward he really wanted and Kanae asking how he missed a couple of the ingredients. Giovanni though said he was determined to have his best service yet and Antonio said after being nominated 4 times he was on borrowed time so also needed a strong performance. Kanae was running the appetisers station solo and despite being worried about doing cold and hot appetizers at the same time, her first risottos and crab cakes flew out while she accepted Antonio’s help in getting the salads out. Ed was on the fish station and despite dragging on an early order of scallops he had a great 1st half to service and worked well with Kanae to push the rest of the appetisers out with Kanae’s risottos further praised by Ramsay who said this was the best 1st half of service from the blue team so far! Giovanni was running the meat station solo and said he had to produce his best service ever at this point and felt confident with Ed on fish and Antonio on garnish with Giovanni’s first strips and Ed’s salmon was accepted by Ramsay. Antonio had a great 1st half to service but did start to get flustered and was told off by Ramsay for not saying he needed an extra minute, and Antonio then called out for 1 wellington rather than 2 which saw Giovanni get behind on wellingtons before fighting back. Ramsay said the last tickets needed to have the same energy as the whole service and the blue team finished a great service with the whole blue team praised as having the best service of the season so far and Antonio was psyched to not be put up for elimination tonight.
The red team were also looking to get off to a great start and with 1 extra person, Van and Nikki running the appetizers station together blazed through appetizers with Van taking the pastas and Nikki the risottos with Ramsay saying this was the quickest start so far. Santos did initially start well with scallops but he struggled to keep up with Van and Nikki and served raw lobster with Ramsay asking furiously how Santos can’t keep up when his food takes nowhere near as long. The red team did finish appetizers well and after a strong start from Tara initially on the meat station with steaks she ended up behind on duck and served an overcooked duck breast. Elizabeth on garnish was also struggling to keep up and started dragging on the next tickets with Ramsay telling her to get organised after asking for Nikki’s help. Nikki said she was going to do her best to win service for the team and came over to help Tara who stopped communicating but Elizbabeth then served cold and greasy spinach with Ramsay reminding her that her job is to “reheat things” and this saw Santos start to get behind on turbot and salmon orders, and after getting his proteins out, Ramsay asked him where the turbot sauce was. Santos brought the sauce up but it was stone cold and Santos wondered how the hell he brought cold sauce up. On the last tickets the communication had completely broken down between Elizabeth, Santos and Tara which saw Santos serve overcooked turbot and Tara raw duck, and Van had noticed that the blue team were finishing off desserts which meant the red team had obviously lost. They finally finished service 5 tickets behind and Ramsay said to get thinking hard for 2 Chefs going up for elimination.
Van quickly took over and said that Santos and Tara had to go up for not being able to cook proteins but Tara fought back saying she didn’t need help on her station which Elizabeth did while Santos can’t even heat up sauce but Santos blamed the other 2 for getting behind in the first place and said he was rushing. Nikki said that Elizabeth had the worst service so was going up and Elizabeth said they have to think about overall to which Nikki said she was still going up! The red team did decide that Santos was the 1st nominee but were tied on Elizabeth and Tara so sheepishly told Ramsay that they weren’t decided on a 2nd nominee. A livid Ramsay demanded that all 3 of them step up and after Elizabeth and Tara admitted their mistakes and promised to fight back, Santos seemed to downplay how bad his service was and Ramsay told SANTOS to leave Hells Kitchen but commended him on his effort. Kanae said she was delighted to fight back after her bad service last night and that she would be getting a black jacket this season and Van said he’d have rather Tara went but it didn’t matter as everyone was gonna lose to the country boy in the end.
https://strawpoll.com/polls/DwyoDVzG0nA
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1yZAEyarJoN7y7eVxefqMECZJaQT4frCccvuZ5TdMGvM/edit#gid=0
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The red team went off to party in Vegas with Tara proudly talking about her great performance and Van said he was delighted to have her on the team having been proven wrong about how strong she was. Giovanni was in a foul mood after his performance which was not helped by Ed talking about how Vegas was the one reward he really wanted and Kanae asking how he missed a couple of the ingredients. Giovanni though said he was determined to have his best service yet and Antonio said after being nominated 4 times he was on borrowed time so also needed a strong performance. Kanae was running the appetisers station solo and despite being worried about doing cold and hot appetizers at the same time, her first risottos and crab cakes flew out while she accepted Antonio’s help in getting the salads out. Ed was on the fish station and despite dragging on an early order of scallops he had a great 1st half to service and worked well with Kanae to push the rest of the appetisers out with Kanae’s risottos further praised by Ramsay who said this was the best 1st half of service from the blue team so far! Giovanni was running the meat station solo and said he had to produce his best service ever at this point and felt confident with Ed on fish and Antonio on garnish with Giovanni’s first strips and Ed’s salmon was accepted by Ramsay. Antonio had a great 1st half to service but did start to get flustered and was told off by Ramsay for not saying he needed an extra minute, and Antonio then called out for 1 wellington rather than 2 which saw Giovanni get behind on wellingtons before fighting back. Ramsay said the last tickets needed to have the same energy as the whole service and the blue team finished a great service with the whole blue team praised as having the best service of the season so far and Antonio was psyched to not be put up for elimination tonight.
The red team were also looking to get off to a great start and with 1 extra person, Van and Nikki running the appetizers station together blazed through appetizers with Van taking the pastas and Nikki the risottos with Ramsay saying this was the quickest start so far. Santos did initially start well with scallops but he struggled to keep up with Van and Nikki and served raw lobster with Ramsay asking furiously how Santos can’t keep up when his food takes nowhere near as long. The red team did finish appetizers well and after a strong start from Tara initially on the meat station with steaks she ended up behind on duck and served an overcooked duck breast. Elizabeth on garnish was also struggling to keep up and started dragging on the next tickets with Ramsay telling her to get organised after asking for Nikki’s help. Nikki said she was going to do her best to win service for the team and came over to help Tara who stopped communicating but Elizbabeth then served cold and greasy spinach with Ramsay reminding her that her job is to “reheat things” and this saw Santos start to get behind on turbot and salmon orders, and after getting his proteins out, Ramsay asked him where the turbot sauce was. Santos brought the sauce up but it was stone cold and Santos wondered how the hell he brought cold sauce up. On the last tickets the communication had completely broken down between Elizabeth, Santos and Tara which saw Santos serve overcooked turbot and Tara raw duck, and Van had noticed that the blue team were finishing off desserts which meant the red team had obviously lost. They finally finished service 5 tickets behind and Ramsay said to get thinking hard for 2 Chefs going up for elimination.
Van quickly took over and said that Santos and Tara had to go up for not being able to cook proteins but Tara fought back saying she didn’t need help on her station which Elizabeth did while Santos can’t even heat up sauce but Santos blamed the other 2 for getting behind in the first place and said he was rushing. Nikki said that Elizabeth had the worst service so was going up and Elizabeth said they have to think about overall to which Nikki said she was still going up! The red team did decide that Santos was the 1st nominee but were tied on Elizabeth and Tara so sheepishly told Ramsay that they weren’t decided on a 2nd nominee. A livid Ramsay demanded that all 3 of them step up and after Elizabeth and Tara admitted their mistakes and promised to fight back, Santos seemed to downplay how bad his service was and Ramsay told SANTOS to leave Hells Kitchen but commended him on his effort. Kanae said she was delighted to fight back after her bad service last night and that she would be getting a black jacket this season and Van said he’d have rather Tara went but it didn’t matter as everyone was gonna lose to the country boy in the end.
https://strawpoll.com/polls/DwyoDVzG0nA
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1yZAEyarJoN7y7eVxefqMECZJaQT4frCccvuZ5TdMGvM/edit#gid=0
2023.06.07 09:47 kenntril If you shuffle the molten pick into your deck (for example glide) it gets reseted back to 8 damage. Bummer.
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