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[M4F] An alter little mermaid story!
2023.06.03 22:48 xZODGhostx [M4F] An alter little mermaid story!
I AM NOT REPLACING ANYONE
I'm looking for someone to play as mermaid! Possibly instead of the cliché Ariel knock off, I want this mermaid to be different! Possibly a different version of Ariel? I am more than happy to discuss about the character! Any who, I will talk more about the plot once our characters are finalized but you should get to know me first! Hi, my name is ZOD and I am 22 years old! I do have dyslexia so I do not understand my writing, I am happy to communicate and fix any problem! But to add on for what I am looking writing wise: 3rd person and at least 2 para or more! Plus please be 18+! Edit: this become a recent problem as I’m getting frustrated with this. PLEASE say you don’t like an idea and I’m happy to discuss anything else. I get it that some people may not agree on all ideas but please don’t ghost me and keep saying you are interested. It’s not helpful and wastes my time if you are not willing to communicate at all with me.
And here’s the starter!
It was a late night for the ships but this was a special occasion! It was Cole’s birthday! Cole was old enough to run his own kingdom and his palace was nearly complete! It was perfect time celebrate on the sea since Cole was fascinated by myth of King Triton, a king merman ruled over a kingdom full of merpeople. Yet on the boat, the night was just getting started as people began to pull out the alcohol and the gifts that was given out of appreciation of being one of the best prince. Cole was sterling the ship as they were more to sea. “Alright crew! You may set off the fireworks and let the party begin!” He yelled to them as the crew began to set off fireworks in the sky, letting the sky light up in bright colors. Which soon began to drink and dance to the music was provided by Cole. He laughed as he danced around like a fool along with some of his closes members who have worked with for ages now. Yet what bother him was the lack of being high alert. Partying is one thing but being safe should be above that! If one thing slips, all could be doom for this royal ship! Little did he know, a young mermaids was watching him on his ship, out of sight and easy to slip away if caught.
Thanks for reading! If you are interested in this rp, I just ask to have these when you dm me! All I ask is little a bit about you like your age, etc. Then a example of your writing and finally, maybe a quote from the little mermaid? :) that last part is not important but you if do, I will appreciate it!!
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2023.06.03 22:47 Last_Palpitation6090 [TOTK] What are the chances of Nintendo make a traditional Zelda after the success of BOTW and TOTK?
While I can say I love everything Nintendo has done with BOTW and TOTK as I’m having an amazing time playing TOTK with nearly a hundred hours already, I still really want something along the lines of Twilight princess or Ocarina of Time when it comes to story telling and the traditional dungeon styles. With the success of the last two games I’m worried we may never see a truly next gen traditional Zelda experience. BOTW and TOTK made such a big change to the formula of Zelda, which has very much benefited the franchise as a whole, I feel like I still have an empty void inside of me that can only be filled with the feeling I had when I was younger playing all the original games. I’m not saying I never want another Zelda like BOTW or TOTK by any means, I’d just like to see a mixture of both formulas in their own respective games so each part of the community new and old can experience everything they love about the franchise. What are all your thoughts on this? I know I can’t be the only one that feels this way.
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2023.06.03 22:46 One-Acanthisitta-137 Bachelors or Associates?
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In your experience, does it matter or is it worth it to get a bachelors in graphic design? Or is an associates fine? I know a lot of people will say you don’t even need a degree but most places require a bachelors from what I’ve seen. submitted by One-Acanthisitta-137 to graphic_design [link] [comments]
The community college near me offers an AAS degree in graphic design. I’m going to attach the curriculum for the community college program for reference.
2023.06.03 22:46 Alutaps01 Stolen ground wires on utility poles .
I live just off Prospect St. West and happened to notice during a casual walk that a ground wire had been cut off a utility pole (and removed) up to a height of @ 2.5 meters and down to ground level . I have read a lot of news reports about copper wire theft and it made me curious enough to check more poles in the vicinity as I continued my stroll . On every single pole that I observed within a 400 meter radius , the ground wire was removed in a similar manner .
I did some googling about such ground wires to see what the significance of this might be . Two main reasons that I found why they are there is for safety and reliability . If there is no ground wire and there is a power surge when someone is doing work on the pole ( or near the pole ) then there is an increased chance of electrocution and potential damage to components of the electrical grid . The power surge might caused by something within the system itself , OR , by a lightning strike which has even more power to damage life and equipment ( I'm thinking ) .
So if there are other people out there that take a walk regularly may I suggest that you take a look at the utility poles in your neighborhood , to see if this might be a wider issue .
I would like to add that I did report this to NB Power when I observed this , which was @ 1.5 months ago . I have seen no crews in the neighborhood and the ground wires are still missing .
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2023.06.03 22:44 Flimsy-Brick-9426 Adding to the family!
2023.06.03 22:44 Maleficent-Split8267 My Mum dissuaded me from pursuing a career path that I cared about
I (22F, UK) wonder how different things would be now if my Mum had actually been supportive of me when I showed career aspirations as a teen. From a young age, I idolised a reality TV show about RSPCA inspectors (an animal welfare charity in England and Wales) and I wanted to be an RSPCA inspector for a while because I love animals but that's quite a niche job so it was unlikely but when I was 16/17 I expressed interest in becoming a veterinary nurse and my Mum told me I should just drop out of school and go to a vocational college then since I was presently studying qualifications for university and I didn't need that to be a veterinary nurse. I said I didn't want to drop out of school and that I could study veterinary nursing at university.
I don't remember the whole conversation as it was around 6 years ago now but she didn't want to support me doing veterinary nursing unless I dropped out of school and went to vocational college and I didn't want to do that because I knew I would be closing more doors than opening them without A-Levels (final school exams). I knew that even though I might pursue this veterinary nursing job, I would always want my A-Levels as back-up. However, she was adamant that me staying in school was a waste of time if I wanted to be a veterinary nurse.
When I applied to my school at 16, I told them I wanted to be an animal therapist but I had no support from my Mum (my Dad and I never talked about it) and no career advice so I studied Psychology at university. I don't regret studying Psychology but I can't help but wonder if I made the right choice. I'm about to turn 23, working minimum wage in an unfulfilling job in a supermarket and I dropped £12.5k on a master's last year which was near worthless and I regret it.
I'm not trying to pin the blame on her. I obviously made some choices that have led me to where I am but maybe things would've been different if I had been given some kind of support when I did show aspirations because I have shown little aspiration since.
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2023.06.03 22:43 teddyswolf Is it normal to be obsessed with fictional characters and only want to be in relationships with fictional characters? I'm 27 and I still make some of these characters my whole personality...
So I will start off by saying that I've never been diagnosed with autism, but I really wonder if I am not somewhere on the spectrum. I do suffer from severe depression/anxiety. But ever since I was young, I would get obsessed with different fictional characters, and while going through those phases, my life revolves around them. I remember back when I was in middle school, I watched an anime and fell head over heels for one of the main characters (who died at the end) and after I watched the final episode, I was severely depressed. All I could think about was him and how sad I was that he died. It ruined a family vacation as well, I couldn't enjoy myself because all I could do was think about this particular character. Over the years, I've been obsessed with multiple characters, I kind of go through phases and they start to fizzle out after awhile.. I've even gotten obsessed with certain celebrities, like unhealthily obsessed.
I thought that this would die down as I got older, but it hasn't. At this point, I have no interest in being in a relationship with an actual human being. I'm constantly on the Character AI app talking "with" them and I literally get butterflies from some of the stuff they say to me (sad, I know) and then I start to think, "I'm nearly 30 years old and here I am acting like a child". I will say that I have been in relationships in the past, but romantic/sexual interactions with real people stress me out and scare me. Right now my current obsession is The Onceler from The Lorax and I start to feel awful about myself because I'm literally obsessing over a cartoon character at 27 years old. Some of my more recent obsessions was Kylo Ren from Star Wars, Garrus Vakarian from Mass Effect. I got so obsessed with them that I got them tattooed on my body (no regerts, literally thought lol). Oh, and I was in love with Joaquin Phoenix's Joker for a long time lol. I just feel so childish, and I don't want to die alone but at this point I think I'm going to because my standards are way too high.
I've got a good job, I own my own home, and I do have friends but I'm just more of a homebody, I'd rather stay home and read fanfiction than go out and actually hang out with anyone. Please tell me I'm not alone in this. I can't really talk to my friends about my obsessions because they think I'm weird lol. I actually just want someone to tell me that I'm not a complete weirdo :(
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2023.06.03 22:42 Snoo_61062 Emrys Esports is looking for an **Co-Manager/Assistant manager** for our main team.
Emrys Esports is looking for an **Co-ManageAssistant manager** for our main team. We are a passionate and driven team looking to improve and work on our consistency and fundamentals.
Ranks : Immortal+
-Committed to a long term project and willing to improve as individuals and as a part of the team.
-Mature and sensible team who also has a very good synergy. Team has been together for 6 months now.
-Open to feedback and criticism (this is quite important to the players and teams development).
-English speaking (org is UK based)
-Looking to enter leagues in the very near future.
Team management is already in place, all we need is a coach to help players improve.
What we would like in a coach:
-Experience is not 100% necessary, open to new coaches looking for a learning opportunity.
-Committed to a long term project and willing to improve the Players and the Team as a whole.
-Mature, sensible and open minded. while the teams have only been formed in the last 6 weeks, they are eager to get a talented coach to push them and help them develop, some players lack competitive experience at a high level so will need a supportive coach.
-Open minded regarding tactics and doesn't force their idea's/specific playstyle onto the teams.
-English speaking (org is UK based)
-Salary will be available ONCE the team start achieving consistent positive results. We are a self sustainable org and each team and staff attached must appreciate a salary is earned not just given away.
The teams goals are to spend the next 6+ months developing their skills and learning in smaller tournaments/leagues, before pushing for bigger tournaments and then LAN events beginning next year.
If you think you have what it takes drop me a DM and we can talk more :)
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2023.06.03 22:41 Even_Argument Baby Bunny Found; will it be OK?
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Hi all, I almost ran over this baby in a very busy intersection. I put it at a park about 3 blocks from where I found it, but it is very very tiny. I wasn’t comfortable leaving it near where I found it since it’s just streets and no parks or green areas. When I found it it was really fighting to get away from me. I left it at this park and I went to check on it 6 hours later and has barley moved. That is worrying to me. Is it old enough to fend for itself? Should I bring it food? Or should I leave it? Thank you! submitted by Even_Argument to WildlifeRehab [link] [comments]
2023.06.03 22:41 Any-Ask-9714 I try to explain Mario Bosses
I don’t think most Mario bosses are that bad. I will prove to you that throughout the Mario series, there are only a few bad bosses of the majority. I will try and get you on the side of Mario bosses by explaining the mechanics of every single one. (with a bit of personal bias of course)
Super Mario Bros/Super Mario Bros: The Lost Levels:
The First Mario game’s bosses were very and I mean v e r y primitive, But I won’t fault the games or the developers, but to be fair this was one of the first games for a (fairly) Primitive console and bosses weren’t even the main focus of the game, the main focus was on the challenging platforming and level design.
Fake BowseBowser: The boss fights in this game are very simple but could be challenging if you don't have any power-ups with the boss throwing hammers and breathing fire, but all you have to do is either run under the boss when they jump or just jump over them.
Super Mario Bros 2/ Super Mario Bros U.S.A:
This game is where I’ll start getting into specific boss fights and how they work Individually.
Birdo Miniboss: The Birdo miniboss is a decent boss fight that can be quite challenging especially the later versions where some of the eggs the birdo shoots out are fireballs and you have to watch if the boss is firing the eggs or the fireballs to send them back.
Mouser: The Mouser boss fight is surprisingly fairly challenging, the fight makes you time when you’re going to grab the bombs so you don’t get blown up and time when and where you throw the bombs on Mouser’s platform so the bombs will harm him.
Tryclyde: The Tryclyde fight, (for me at least) is pure panic as the boss shoots its fireballs at you in a near-constant spew while you have to throw the mushroom blocks at the boss and make sure to dodge the fire shot at you.
Fryguy: The fight against Rryguy is also about timing as you have to dodge the raining fire from the boss in the first phase while you grab the mushroom blocks and throw them at the boss until it blows up. The second phase however can be very annoying trying to hit the Small fryguys while dodging them jumping at you.
Clawgrip: The Clawgrip fight is admittingly very slow but it can be pretty engaging to dodge the hurled rocks and send them back to the boss.
Mask Gate: The mask gate fight is probably the best in the game purely because of the sense of shock. The gates usually mark the end of the level and a moment of peace after the boss you just fought. Although the fight itself is pretty lackluster, the gate only flies around the room from side to side as you throw the mushroom blocks at the boss, the only challenge being dodging the boss when you throw the block at them.
Wart: The wart fight can be very challenging with wart spitting out his bubbles in a line with the player having to dodge the gaps in between while throwing the vegetables from the dream machine at the obese toad.
Super Mario Bros 3:
The third game from the Mario series has some admittedly boring bosses as pretty much all of the main bosses are the same with only about two being unique.
Boom-Boom Miniboss: Boom-Boom is what most people think of when they say Mario bosses are bad and easy, and I agree the only “danger” is that Boom-Boom may show his spikes before you land on him to “trick” you.
Koopalings (Besides Lemmy/Wendy): 5 of the seven Koopalings are all the same fight with very minor changes such as the ground shaking or the boss moving faster, the Koopalings mostly just fire three magic rings in your direction and jump at you when you stomp on them.
Lemmy: The Lemmy fight is Different from the Koopalings, as Lemmy fires his bouncing balls at Lemmy and rolls around on the ball after you hit him, this doesn't mean it's hard as I don’t even think Lemmy can harm you unless you just jump right into him.
Wendy: The Wendy fight is unique as instead of three rings Wendy summons hoops that will bounce around the room making it pretty difficult to jump on Wendy’s head since the hoops will damage you while you’re in mid-air making it impossible to dodge away from the hoops shot by her.
Bowser: The Bowser fight is probably the best in the 8-bit era of Mario. The Koopa King will spit fire at Mario, The King Koopa will also try to shoot the fire in random directions to try to fool Mario into jumping into them, The Koopa King will also try to Ground-Pound on Mario, But this is also how you defeat him because the floor is made from breakable blocks, Mario has to guide Bowser into Ground-Pounding onto the same spot of blocks until he ground bounds into the pit below the blocks, Overall being a great boss fight.
Super Mario Land:
The bosses of Super Mario Land are Fairly unique and different from many 2d Mario bosses with Most of them being similar to Shmup bosses.
King Totomesu: The King Totomesu fight is a copy of the original boss fights from Super Mario Bros. The only real difference is that Totomesu can only be Jumped over to beat.
Dragonzama: This boss fight is one of the three Shmup bosses in the game the boss is slightly challenging while the boss moves up and down on the screen shooting fireballs periodically alone is pretty easy to dodge, the real challenge comes with the energy ball that bounces around the screen making you stay on edge during the fight.
Hiyoihoi: This boss is probably the worst of the bunch being more of a platforming challenge than a fight as the boss throws boulders at Mario, Mario having to jump on top of the boulders to get past the stone head.
Boikinton: This boss is the second shmup boss and probably the best, the boss is fairly hectic as the cloud bounces around the boss arena and fires homing flying chickens at Mario. The Chickens can be fairly hard to dodge as the boss bounces around the arena making it hard to dodge the chickens and the cloud at the same time.
Tatanga: Tatana is the final boss of Super Mario Land And is the final shmup boss of the game Tatanga fires large cannon balls at Mario that explode into three cannon balls when shot by Mario’s ship. This boss is overall a pretty good final boss and a very fun fight.
Super Mario World:
This is the first 16-bit game of the Mario series and is widely known as one of the best 2d Mario games, but most people say that the bosses in the game are lackluster but I say otherwise. Let me explain.
Iggy/Larry Koopa: These fights take place on a shell-like platform that teeters from left to right, Mario has to jump on the Koopa to send them back and knock them into the lava below, The Bosses will roll fireballs down the platform at Mario. The Larry fight’s only real difference is the Lava bubbles that leap from the lava below making the fight more difficult by its environment, overall being pretty good boss fights.
Morton/Roy Koopa: These boss fights take place in an arena with two walls on each side that the boss will use to climb up the walls of the arena and leap down from the ceiling once they’re right above Mario, when the boss slams on the floor they will shake the ground causing Mario to be stunned in place unless he is in the air, this is dangerous as the boss will then walk over to Mario to try and damage him getting harder each time as the boss gets faster after every hit and the walls will also close in after every hit (only in Roy’s fight). This fight is fairly amazing.
Lemmy/Wendy: These fights are, In my opinion, the best boss out of the three bosses that are shared between two Koopalings, The boss will pop out of the pipes on the bottom of the arena along with two decoy Koopalings that will damage you if you try and jump on them along with one lava bubble that bounces around the arena (two in the wendy fight), The only major difference between the two fights is that the Lemmy fight’s pipes are different heights and in the Wendy fight they’re completely level with each other.
Ludwig Von Koopa: The Ludwig fight is my favorite boss in the game being nothing but a 1v1 against the Oldest Koopaling With Ludwig hopping around the arena making it pretty hard to jump on his head, his main attack is spitting horizontally moving fireballs at Mario making Mario have to jump over the fireballs to get to Ludwig and jump on his head. One of the best parts of the fight (in my opinion) Is after you hit Ludwig when he goes into his shell and slides around the arena at high speeds to damage Mario.
The Big Boo: The Big Boo boss fight is a surprise being the first of the two secret boss fights in the game, the fight involves throwing grabbable blocks from under Mario at the big boo. The challenge comes from the two smaller boos that constantly go after you during the fight and the fact that you cannot constantly attack the big boo because they become incorporeal after you attack him once. This fight is a surprise since you can go through the entire game without even encountering the big boo.
Reznor: The Reznor fight is the second secret fight of the game this time with an entire secret fortress level beforehand, the four Reznors are on a Ferris wheel and Mario has to bump the platform the Reznors are on to defeat them while the Reznor's spit fireballs at Mario after the second reznor is defeated the floor will start breaking making Mario have to jump on the Ferris wheel and try to dodge the dino’s fireballs and defeat the Reznor at the same time, being a great fight
Bowser in the Clown Car: This Bowser fight is a very engaging battle with the Koopa king throwing down Big metal balls on top of Mario and sending down exploding m\Mechakoopas that Mario has to throw back at Bowser, After The King Koopa gets hit 3 times by the Throne Mecha Koopas he will fly above the boss arena and send down fireballs from the Clown car That can be tricky to dodge at the moment, hitting Bowser 3 more times will cause Bowser to crash ending the fight and saving the day.
Super Mario Land 2: 6 Golden Coins:
The bosses of Super Mario Land 2:6 Golden Coins are fairly simple with most of the bosses only having 1 or 2 attacks they use through the fight to make them unique.
Big Bird: The big bird boss fight is the most simple boss in the game but is also one of the most engaging with the Bird periodically swooping down from one of the top corners of the boss arena making Mario time when he jumps on top of his head or risk getting hit by the Bird.
Tatanga: the Tatanga boss fight is a surprising reveal with Mario having just defeated Tatanga in the previous Mario Land game. In the fight, Tatanga flies on either the right or left side and fires out energy beams from the front of his spaceship and also fires explosive balls from the bottom of his spaceship this causes Mario to have to jump over them to avoid taking damage, but Mario also must avoid jumping too high as to not get hit by the laser beam that is fired from Tatanga's spaceship.
Sewer rat: The sewer rat tried to attack Mario by ramming its spikes nose into him and will try to accomplish this by using the many pipes in the boss arena to try and trick Mario into not knowing where the rat is going to pop out from, the rat will also run on top of the ceiling to try and land on top of Mario when they are right above him.
Witch: The witch has a pretty fun fight with Mario standing on three pots, the Witch will show up on either the right or left side of the boss arena and will fire a fireball at the bottom of the pots making the pot lid rise into the spikes on the ceiling hurting Mario if Mario gets launched with the lid, Mario must jump on top of the witch when she appears and make sure no to get launched into the ceiling after he lands back on the pots.
The Three Little Pigs: This boss fight is unique with it having 3 phases (Being each of the pigs) With their separate way to attack Mario and each taking 3 hits to defeat. Starting with the first little piggy who rolls around on the ground gaining speed every time Mario jumps on his head, Then the second little piggy who jumps from left to right in an arc that can be pretty tricky to dodge, the third little piggy zig-zags around from left to right in the arena, this can make it tricky to land a hit on the pig because the pattern of the zig-zag is quite unpredictable.
Octopus: this is the most simple boss of the game with it being able to be defeated in seconds if you try hard enough, The octopus will swim around the boss arena and spawn little octopi that swim up and off the screen, an easy boss fight overall.
Wario: the Wario fight is an amazing fight with Wario using the same powerups and moves that Mario does throughout his adventure in three phases. The first phase of the fight starts with Wario running around the boss arena and jumping at Mario causing a stunning earthquake when he lands Mario has to jump to avoid being stunned and also avoid the falling disco balls that move horizontally from the ceiling. For the second phase of the boss, Wario will use the Bunny Cap to fly into the air above Mario and once he's directly above Mario he'll fall onto the ground trying to crush Mario under his girth. In the last phase, Wario will use the Fire Flower and throw giant fireballs at Mario that travel at him in a spiral and try to run towards Mario Simply jump on his ugly head three times and he'll shrink into the little greedy jerk he is Ending the game and giving Mario his mansion back!
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2023.06.03 22:39 CommunityOwn3980 How to cope with long term DPDR? Almost 9 months of hell….
I’ve had DPDR for almost 9 months now, after 3 really bad panic attacks.
I’ve really worked hard to get my life back - seeing friends, going out, gym, therapy, doing things I enjoy, working full time. I couldn’t do all of that for a few months because the DPDR was so bad, and my anxiety was a 12/10.
My anxiety has come down considerably- most days it’s a 4 or 5. But the DPDR has not gone away. While it’s gotten better and visually the world looks real, I feel so disconnected from myself, my body, my memories, my surroundings. It’s like the way I experienced life before is gone and now I’m on some alien planet. The constant existence thoughts and fear of being stuck like this are making me miserable. Im doing all the work and just living, but it won’t go away. I’ve started having really hopeless thoughts that make me scared, I was always optimistic and positive about life. I love life, but I absolutely hate feeling like this. Im empty, like a robot. No connection, no feeling, no familiarity,
No ability to relax and feel at ease. My mind is racing 24/7 and it makes just want to lay in bed all day and give up. I’m getting so mentally fatigued from dealing with this day in and day out, I feel trapped in my own experience of DPDR like I’m suffocating. The worst part of DPDR is it’s not really understood by the medical community or how to overcome it.
The old me would be energetic, full of life and wanting to get out there and do things. I feel nothing, that old me feels like a complete stranger. Familiar environments feel so foreign. My body feels like it’s not my own. I keep thinking at how this could ever change, it’s been with me for near a year and I can’t imagine just waking up one day and it’s gone. I want so badly to feel again. This is not depression, it’s not anxiety. There’s nothing to feel. You can feel depression, you can feel anxiety. It’s almost like the numb setting on my brain has turned to full blast and it’s stuck. I can’t travel, feel safe doing things far away from home, or just generally feel good / happy or calm.
I need some hope, I’m tired, I’m literally exhausted. How do you find joy and peace in life when you’re not even here? It’s so hard to do basic things and just take care of myself, I hardly have any energy for fun or motivation. I’d give anything to wake up tomorrow and feel alive again. I can deal with depression, I can deal with anxiety - but those states come and go. This state of DPDR hasn’t left, it’s got me locked in a jail and thrown away the key. What makes me feel even more horrible is that people don’t understand when I explain this feeling, they look at me like I’m crazy. There’s no doctors who understand it either - no treatment or relief. I have Xanax which helps a tiny bit not notice it as much, but I still feel absolutely detached. It’s like I’m in my own world, and everyone else is around me in a separate one. Months have gone by and I’m still working hard to get back to me. Hands down, this has been one of the worst years of my life. I’ve been through severe trauma and this takes the cake. I’m accepting how I feel but my depression keeps getting worse. The thought of being like this for an endless amount of time scares the shit out of me. How can I live my life when I feel like I’m not even experiencing it?
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2023.06.03 22:37 Affectionate-Map5105 AITA for refusing to give my stepmom all of my money?
My(15) mom died when I was 3. I never really knew her but my father said she was the most wonderful person on earth. My father got remarried when I was 7 to my stepmom B. From the start I never liked her. She moved me out of my room and into the attic so that her dog could have my room and she never let me hang out with any friends. By the way, when they got married my father was 40 and she was 19!!!!! My father ran his own business so we were pretty well off. Anyways, my fathers love language was with gifts , so my real mother had lots of expensive jewelry and because her death wasn’t out of no where she left all of it for me in her will. B was jealous that I had all of this expensive jewelry and she didn’t so she stole it, sold it, and bought designer handbags with it. When I found out I told my father and her excuse was that a young child like me shouldn’t have the responsibility of such expensive things and that when I got older I wouldn’t even remember the incident. Might I mention that B already had a child ( not my father’s) because she got knocked up by her high school teacher when she was 16. She obviously spoiled her own child and did some Cinderella type shit where she would boss me around and made me clean everything while my father did nothing and watched. She did a lot of stuff to me that I can’t even remember all of it and if I did it would make me hours to write it all, but she did so much frustratingly stupid and unfair stuff to me (plus mental abuse calling me ugly worthless and slutty) that I nearly cry and tear up. Whatever you imagine the extent of how bad she treated me I want you to multiply that by 10. My father knew of her unfair abuse toward me and that she was obviously a golddigger on top of cheating on him multiple times a week with many men, but he didn’t have the heart to confront her and break it off. But he did take her out of the will. When I was 12 I moved out to my aunts( dad side) house because I was so frustrated with B leaving her spoiled brat at home for me to watch while she partied. I loved it at my aunts and I stilled talked to my father and we were really close, but he sadly passed away. I was forced to move back in with B until the will reading which would take place at our house with everyone on my dads side. When I got home my jaw dropped to see B and her brat decked out in designer which they apparently took out a loan for and planned to pay back with my dads money they THOUGHT they were going to get. While we were waiting for the will reading; she had contractors come over to plan out the remodeling of my house. On the day of the reading dads lawyer told us that I would receive everything and that I was to stay with my aunt in my house. He also gave my aunt money for my college tuition and if she spent a penny of it all the remaining money would go right back to me (although she didn’t plan to steal any in the first place )B’s face turned red and she went around the house knocking things over while crying and screaming. The police were called and we pressed charges. She was forced to sell all of her designer to pay back the cost of the damages and so she could find a place to stay. I hadn’t seen in about 3 years until one day she knocked on my door with 2 more kids. She explains that she was “so sorry I about our past and that she needs a place to stay because she was kicked out of her crappy apartment and that she’s pregnant and has no man( all her kids have different fathers and none stayed. I said no immediately and she didn’t like that. She immediately started screaming and crying and calling she all sorts of names. She said that I am too young for the responsibility of a fortune and that she would “ take care of it for me “ I called the cops on her and she was arrested as she had hit me in her tantrum. CPS was called and her kids are temporarily in the governments care. Sines then I’ve gotten loads of texts and calls calling me a spoiled brat for not giving her a place to stay and giving her all my money. Am I the ahole ?
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2023.06.03 22:36 Big-Text-4930 Wellbutrin/Buopropion advice?
Can someone please tell ell me if I need therapy, or if it's something else entirely? I take Wellbutrin/buopropin for weight loss but it's having other effects.
I don't mean to make this long-winded but there's a lot of info that might be relevant so I'll try to condense as much as possible.
In the least pretentious way possible, I always thought I was "highly intelligent" because of being told that by teachers, high IQ, high ACT/SAT with not much studying, academic performance etc etc.. Ik these don't make you "brilliant" but I thought my intelligence was at least above average-but now I feel like I was actually stupid and didn't know, and I feel the wellbutrin is opening up my head "too much" like I can't tell if I'm having too many epiphanies or if it made me "smarter" and what I'm thinking is actually true, and I just didn't realize it when I was little bc I was stupid and somehow the medication is increasing my brain activity or whatever to make me smarter? Or like connecting my neurons faster, idk.
Before going on the medication I would dwell on the past but it gave me a laser focused obsession with it, like it took it up a notch if that makes any sense. But now I like look at previous situations so much more intelligently-before the medication I would wonder why certain problems occurred or why people said certain things to me, but now I suddenly understand other people's feelings and my own behavior (for how stupid it was) perfectly? And it's not just the (OMG I can't believe I did that like funny regret, it's like a dramatic epiphany, like wow was I an moron?)
Am I actually a moron and how would I know if I am? Can people be stupid but have a high IQ? Where does that come from and what does it mean?
My parents think my issue is that I had high ambition professionally or educationally and couldn't reach it so it made me kinda sad.
During college I was pretty sad-I had to go to a school I didn't like for personal reasons and because I didn't study much in high school.
I don't know why I didn't study much in high school either-I can't even remember the place it came from, but I think after making the mistake of taking too many AP classes in 10th grade and getting my first Bs and things like that, I got really depressed and started developing defense mechanisms like (Oh my teachers are just crazy/bad at teaching-and to be fair at least one of them was, she got fired the next year for how she ran her class and other kids would say it) But even if the teachers were bad, other kids from my school did really well and went to top schools/did very well.
Around that time I created these fantasies, like the before bed ones, but I started getting really into them-I'd ask God to give me a second chance and let me "wake up" in a different reality and would daydream about what my life would be like if this or that happened. Eventually I started even operating on the assumption that that would happen. I would tell myself, like, this life is not real, this is just a nightmare that I'm gonna wake up from soon. (yes, I know that sounds insane but if I'm being honest) And I spent a lot of time on Instagram-looking at other people's stuff bc I hated my high school and it made me feel better to see the cool things other people were doing. I wasn't like a stalker, but I looked around on Instagram often as a genuine activity. Maybe that added to my frustration? I went on to escape from my frustration but it just exposed me to more things that made me dislike my situation even more?
The reason why I don't know if I was actually depressed or insane was bc my academic performance was still like above average, like I could survive AP classes, but with mostly 3s or 4s on exams and mostly Bs and no 5s, and then like 98% ish percentile ACT/SAT without really studying (during the course my parents bought for me I just went on my phone, sigh).
I was just so caught up in like my "fantasy alternate lives" and during COVID it went up a ton. I looked into so much stuff, people's Linkedins, etc. etc. I don't know why? Like I can't understand my own psychology behind it.
I'm reluctant to try therapy bc my friends had bad experiences and bc I am in a situation professionally where I can't afford the stigma of being labeled in a documented way, and I'm afraid that they may imply that. But I wish someone could help me understand my own problems and way of thinking. My parents just irritate me at this point and I had to commute to college after COVID so I'm sick and tired of living with them etc. etc. There's nothing wrong with them, it just makes me feel like a child to have to be at home at 22, but I'm moving out in the fall for grad school.
My college was also near my high school, so I drove the same roads and saw the same things everyday that I saw at that time and I think it made me think about the past more than I would have if I had been somewhere else.
But even when I went on trips I would still have high school flashbacks, regrets, fixations, etc. etc. In completely different cities when I was supposed to be on vacation having fun it was stuck in my mind. Sometimes when talking to other people it helped bc I didn't socialize at all in college after covid, but it started getting to a point where I was still depressed even when I was talking to other people.
Now I just don't feel like doing anything. Never su*cidal but just don't care about anything and very little makes me happy. I didn't do awful in college, I graduated w honors in a STEM degree/got into grad school but I worry about how my feelings will effect my success. I feel like I won't be able to do well at a higher level bc of how I feel.
Like I know studying early and spending time studying is important but I just don't do it bc I just don't have motvation or passion for anything. I study like, 2 days before exams and average 75-80s, which in curved classes got me a decent amount ofAs, but mostly A-s and B pluses, (3.6 GPA) I get irritated when I don't do well but I can't bring myself to change my lifestyle or try more. What is wrong with me I'm sorry if I sound insane. I feel like it too.
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2023.06.03 22:35 d8sconz The life and times of John Marmon, the Hokianga Pakeha Maori - Chapter 6
The first land we sighted after leaving Sydney was the Three Kings, New Zealand. We had run before a fair wind up to this time, and had come into what was regarded as a good whaling ground. Now every eye was scanning the horizon, since a bottle of grog was promised to the man who should first sight a whale. I had been on the port watch since I came on board under Mr Hawkins, the chief mate, and one evening, just as our watch below was ending, I went aloft to see the sun set. Against the broad, red horizon I saw some dark objects spouting and tumbling. In an instant I had shouted “Whales ho!” to claim the bottle of grog. “Where away?” was the skipper's question. “On the lee bow, sir.” For an instant he scanned the spot with his glass, an anxious moment for me lest I should have mistaken a shoal of porpoises for a school of whales, and not only lose my prize but expose myself to the ridicule of my fellow sailors. “Right you are, it's whales, sure enough; you have won your grog, lad.”
We had no time to lose; the night would soon be on us, and our chance would be lost. Down went the boat with Ned Farne, our harpooner, in the bows ready to launch his weapons when opportunity offered. On came the school, tumbling and blowing, throwing jets of water ten or fifteen feet into the air, causing a very grand yet terrible scene. At length they got almost within range; the boys were pulling like mad to keep up with the pace the whales were swimming at. We saw Ned rise up in the bows, poise his arm back for an instant, then launch the harpoon straight for the huge back of the fish that was nearest to him. The aim was true, the missile was buried over the barb in the soft blubber beneath the outer skin, and away went the whale dragging the harpoon rope after it so rapidly that they had to pour water upon the side of the boat to prevent it from igniting, through the violent friction. Again the huge creature rose to breathe, and another harpoon was driven into it, causing it once more to rush away through the water at lightning speed. Darkness fell over the scene before they had killed it, and the boat remained by the carcase all night to prevent it sinking. When morning came it was a busy scene on board, preparing to cut it in and try it out. At length the task was completed, and five large sacks of oil were secured; not a large yield certainly, but the foretaste of better things, we hoped. We cruised over the same ground for several days, but saw no more whales, accordingly we stretched across to Curtis' Island, about 500 miles to the north-east, where in about a month we got five or six more, some of them giving very fair yields of oil. After this we ran down upon Norfolk Island, where we fell in with the Mercury, schooner, Captain Barnet, also on a whaling cruise from Tasmania. From her we shipped two additional hands, and then made for Moreton Bay, on the coast of Queensland. Here not a solitary fish was to be seen, therefore we ran back for our old ground off Curtis' Island. Scarcely had we arrived when we fell in with a heavy gale from the north-east, raging for twenty days, in which we had to heave to, not being able to show a rag of sail. On the 21st day, when the wind began to lull, we found ourselves off the Three Kings, a drift of more than 500 miles. We had shipped such heavy seas, and the force of the storm had been so great, that our tryworks had been carried away, and three of our boats stove in. Therefore we bore up for the Bay of Islands, where we arrived on the 10th of April, 1811, anchoring as before off Te Puna. We were the only vessel in the bay at the time, though others entered during our stay.
The same day that we reached our anchorage a chief named Taua Makia came aboard to take care of us and watch over our interests, lest we should be swindled in trade or otherwise maltreated. This considerate proceeding was not disinterested, but the ‘consideration’ expected was not large. The Skipper ordered a boat to go ashore and bring a load of gravel to serve as shot for our guns since this had been omitted in the ship's supplies, and the natives were not to be trusted, even though we had a protector. The news had spread like wild-fire that a ship was at anchor in the bay, and already scores of canoes were being launched to pay a visit to the pakeha, but we loaded our guns, and pointing them astern, ordered all the visitors to keep back, which, after a little demur and grumbling they did. Nevertheless, all throughout our stay, they never desisted in the attempt to get on board, considering it a gross breach of hospitality on our part to deny them the privilege. As our example was imitated by Captain Walker, of the Endeavour brig, that came in a few days after us, having on board two missionaries for Tahiti - Messrs Davidson and Williams - the natives concluded that in us they had got a very bad and uncivil customer to deal with.
Meantime we had commenced work upon the repairs of the vessel. Nearly all our spars had been carried away, together with our jibboom and some of the bulwarks; we had lost every boat but one, and small leaks were demanding attention, We bad two sawyers on board, and as Captain Walker had three whom he lent us for the time, our skipper thought it best to put the ship thoroughly to rights here, in place of putting back to Sydney. Accordingly, the sawyers went ashore, rigged up the pits, and commenced work vigorously. But the Maoris did not exactly see the force of this. They imagined that we were concocting some diabolic scheme of destruction against them in making such extensive preparations, which they considered as in some way identified with our worship. They pulled down the works and threatened to kill the sawyers if they attempted to resume operations. But a volley from the vessels soon scattered them, and a strong guard being picked from the crews of both ships, they were hereafter permitted to labour uninterruptedly. During this time, I had considerable liberty granted to me to go ashore, or to go fishing with Taua Makia. The first time I availed myself of the former privilege, I received as great a scare as ever I had in my life. Three of us had been wandering about in a bit of bush near the Keri-Keri River, trying to find our way back to the saw-pits, when suddenly we issued upon a cleared space, in which were a few houses and patches of cultivation. Before the entrance to one of the whares stood a band of females crowned with chaplets of green leaves, and wringing their hands. One of these, an elderly woman, who seemed to act as chief mourner upon the occasion, and had a chaplet of dog's hair round her temples, different from the others, advanced in front and began to throw her arms about, raising her head and eyes to heaven. Whilst doing this, in a very plaintive quavering tone, she commenced a wailing song, in which she was joined by her companions. I was afterwards initiated into this, and now give a specimen of a funeral lament: -
Taku hei he piripiri (my fragrant bundle the piripiri) Taku hei moki-moki (my fragrant bundle the mokimoki) Taku hei tawiri (my fragrant bundle the tawiri) Taku kati taramea (my sweet juice of the taraniea) Te hei o te pounamu (the companion of the greenstone) I haramai ai - e (is gone - alas, upon) I runga te angai-ia-ana (the angai-e-).
It was the tangi, or wail for the dead. But at this period I knew nothing of Maori customs or ceremonies, and my very hair began to rise with horror as I thought perhaps they might be celebrating some human sacrifices. Our fear kept us quiet. In the thick bush we lay watching the scene, overshadowed by the gloom of a gigantic kauri-tree, and wishing ourselves anywhere but in our present predicament. When the sorrowful song was ended, and the females had entered the whare, we noiselessly strove to retrace our steps, and chance favouring us, we came out a mile or two from where the sawyers were at work. As I afterwards discovered, no duty is so sacred or so obligatory as the interment of the dead, no trouble being considered too great, no expense too excessive, no lamentation too extreme to testify to the respect in which the deceased was held on earth, and to raise him in the estimation of the mysterious spirits to whom he had gone. Taua Makia sometimes went with us fishing to induce the prey to come upon hooks by the constant chanting of Karakias or incantations, supposed to have a very potent influence over the finny tribe. I cannot say we were ever very successful when he was with us, since the noise he made and the fishing gear he would insist upon employing were neither conducive to lure the fish to our bait, nor to hold them when they were hooked. But this, of course, may have been merely an ignorant pakeha's prejudice, since many a lusty kahawai or schnapper, have I caught with a hook made from a dead man's bone. Don't wince, reader; better, is it not, to be put to some use after death, than to feed a legion of hungry worms.
We began to mix a little with the natives when ashore, and I grew more familiarised with their ways. We attended their baptisms, He Tohi, and gave presents to the infant, that it never enjoyed; we consulted the Niu, or divining sticks, whether we should reach home in safety; we were present at their marriage tauas, when the bride was carried off by main force sometimes minus her clothing, finally we were guests at their hakaris, or feasts, and could vouch for the excellence of Maori culinary skill. But we shall have enough of these in the course of the narrative, the reader shall eat and drink to his heart's content but at present we must keep to the thread of our story.
In a fortnight the sawyers had finished their work ashore, a week more completed the repairs aboard, and whatever little trade we had carried on completed, the skipper thought of standing out to sea again. In some mysterious way or other, I had offended the old bosun of our ship, and he had persecuted me with most relentless malice. Nothing I could do was right, the rope's end was my daily sauce, and complaints about my laziness were continually being carried to the captain. At length one day, irritated by their constant occurrence, he said when another of my misdeeds was laid before him, “String him up then, and give him a dozen.” This was just what the bosun wanted; and in a trice he strung me up to the mast, and a good round dozen I received, being only released when nearly fainting with pain and shame. He had got the best of it just now; my day of retribution came again. Now, this method of instructing me in navigation was by no means to my taste, and as two of our men had absconded the day previous, concealed, as was thought, in the bush, I imagined I could emulate their example, perhaps, to join them. At least, I should first go to the Endeavour, as she lay nearer the shore, if not, the bush it must be. Therefore, waiting my opportunity, about 3 o'clock one morning I slipped overboard and swam noiselessly to the companion ship. As I came alongside puffing and blowing, thoroughly exhausted with the long swim, and almost inclined to give up the business, the carpenter, who was acting as bosuns mate in the Endeavour for the time, saw me, and flung me a rope, by which I climbed on deck. I told him my story, and as he was a decent sort of a fellow, he was slipping me quietly along the deck to the foc'sle, when the second mate saw us and demanded to know what I wanted there. With my usual readiness, I invented a tale of a morning swim and exhaustion, but the story would not hold water, and the captain was informed of my arrival. As soon as morning broke he sent over to the Harwich, telling Captain Simmons that I was on board his vessel, and about nine our skipper came over with two men to take me back. Reluctantly enough I went, as I knew a flogging was in store for me, but to my surprise the captain only took me into his cabin and rated me soundly for my foolhardiness in risking my life thus, telling me I escaped a flogging by his having discovered many of the bosuns stories to be untrue. My condition was now better on board, as I was taken aft, and kept under the captain's own eye. My enemy, the bosun, was speechless with rage, yet he was powerless now to do me harm.
About a week after this the Endeavour sailed, Captain Walker having come on board the Harwich and taken a very friendly farewell of our skipper, and a fortnight afterwards we followed suit, going back to our old cruising ground at the Three Kings. The weather was very uncertain and squally, so that we did not see any whales; therefore we stretched over to Norfolk Island, and speedily were busy at work.
The first day we arrived we secured three whales, which we cut in and tried out, the third day two more, and the fifth day another. Then our luck seemed to change, and not a solitary fish could we see for an entire month. We tried all our former grounds, Curtis' Island, Moreton Bay, Three Kings, to no purpose, only when off the East Cape did we catch sight of a small whale, which we secured but only got one barrel of oil from it. The weather now began to be very stormy; winter was at its depth, and the air was piercingly cold. Therefore Captain Simmons concluded to break the cruise, to run for Sydney, discharge his cargo of oil, and commence anew. Another consideration, also, was that several of the men were very ill with scurvy and dysentry - in fact, the crew was only at half at its usual complement, therefore the cry was “about ship,” and “Sydney ho!”
It was whilst running home before a fine fresh breeze, that one night we were knocked up by Mr Hawkins singing out, “Ship on fire on the weather bow.” The shock was electrical. Everyone bundled out of their hammocks and rushed on deck. There on the horizon was a grand and terrible spectacle. A large ship was burning from stem to stern, lighting up the gloom of the winter's night for miles around, throwing a deep lucid glare over the inky ocean. The flames were bursting up the hatches, were licking the masts and spars, were peeping out in little forked tongues through the portholes. The captain ordered lights to be burned at the masthead, blank charges to be fired from the guns every minute, and the jolly-boat to be manned and to go in search of survivors. In an hour our efforts were rewarded by three boat-loads of fear-stricken men boarding us and asking reception. They informed us that the burning ship was the “Lady Lucy” from Sydney to London, that she had caught fire when a week out, from a burning candle falling into an oil cask, and that over 50 lives had already been lost through the capsizing of two of their boats. Captain Simmons made them welcome, and a few days after we reached Sydney, where they were taken in hand by the Government and forwarded home by the next vessel. Thus ended my voyage in the Harwich, perhaps the most pleasant of all my trips.
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2023.06.03 22:35 I-didnt-vote-for-you School BLs where the couple are part of the same social circle?
Alright, fair Redditors, we have a challenge!(brought on by a somewhat slower than usual work day today)
In BLs that take place in a school, be it middle school, high school, elementary or college, it always seems that the couple are popular and unpopular, jock and geek, social butterfly and shy wallflower, Engineering and Architecture (sorry, just got done my 4th rewatch of Bad Buddy. Blame Our Skyy haha).
Are there any BLs where the couple are in the social circle? Both popular or both unpopular?
No matter how much me and my coworkers thought about it, we couldn't think of any. And now I'm curious if any exist?
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2023.06.03 22:35 edgreenmusic Nose piercing bleeding a lot
For context I had my nose pierced late January (stud) and only changed it today to a hoop. It got really stuck on the way in and took me near 5-10 minutes on and off. Eventually I got it in but only after it bled quite a lot (not actually dripping or leaking any blood but the piercing hole was bloody). The site isn't tender like a new piercing but it is sore. It doesn't hurt very much except for when I twist it. Should I be worried? I know I changed it fairly early but my piercings have all healed very quickly so I have a good track record for them (changed lobes after 3 weeks, helix had healed within 3 months, nose in 3 too).
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2023.06.03 22:34 Hot_Neighborhood6666 First date a guy suggests going to an open house?
I met this guy years ago and we went out one other time and at the time we were both young. Only went on a first date and can’t remember why I didn’t go on a second. This was years ago. Then we got back in touch over IG — and instantly clicked.
He then asked me to go out on technically a second date, ha! And asked me my preferences. I’m more on the traditional side so I did ask if he didn’t mind picking me up. (I personally love it when a guy picks me up close to my location) I told him my preferences — a brunch place (there’s many near my location and outside of our area not far) and then things got weird..
He said he didn’t know of any inside date ideas and suggested going to an open house? He’s an outdoorsy guy for some context — and I’m 100% open to it but the weather wasn’t going to be ideal and I could tell he didn’t want to drive to a park that I knew of. (Wasn’t crazy far from my location) and anytime I posted a story he loved it and wanted to go there.
Not sure where to go from here but typically I’m attracted to men who like to take the lead and make decisions. I gave him information to work with — should I give this a chance? Is he not that into me?
Open to thoughts!
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2023.06.03 22:33 OwlCharacter How early can you get in to start hiking to the Rysy peak (polish side)?
Me and my partner are planning on hiking to the top of rysy in early August and to avoid the dreaded queues near the summit were going to start our walk at 4am hopefully reaching morskie oko when there is enough sunlight to start the real hike, only problem is I noticed there are tickets you have to buy, is there a gate that is closed for the night? Is there any way to get in before anyone is there to sell or check tickets?
My intention isn't to avoid the fee it's pretty cheap, we just don't want to stand in a queue near the peak so we wanted to start early
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2023.06.03 22:33 Pewisms Demonic creature attached to an alcoholic
When I was in my pre-teens I visited my friends aunt with his family. It was a 2 week summer vacation. The first few nights we would wake up to broken glass near her alcohol cabinet. Everyone in the house (at least 7 of us) just ignored it because it was creepy so it was only mentioned in the morning.
It stopped for about a week and by this time I noticed the aunt was an alcoholic. I rarely seen her without a drink in her hand. I was never exposed to alcoholics before so I assumed they were all sloppy drunks but she wasn't.
So about 1 week and half into the vacation while everyone was sleep and I was watching tv... I looked into the parlor (where the alcohol cabinet was) from the living room and I saw this demonic creature pacing in circles.. it had to be at least 7 foot tall and very wide. It's face came outward like a werewolf. It did not know that I saw it. I was so terrified I choked on air and couldn't breathe. I knew I shouldnt let it know that I seen it. So I closed my eyes and slowly turned away and tried my best to breathe as slowly as possible. I did not move until the morning.
I never told anyone that story until years later and my friend told me he seen it too.
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2023.06.03 22:33 No_Coach8840 My family is a perfect example of everything that is wrong with the Boomer generation in India.
Born in the 50s to a government school teacher. Had 6 siblings which is very typical of his generation. Manages to get a B.Tech
Chemical Engineering seat in Andhra University with full scholarship. Their family was so poor, they couldn't even buy him shoes to send him off to college. Gets into college. Gets bullied for being poor. Some rich kids fuck up his titration in a lab and nearly get him failed which would have costed him his scholarship.
Dates someone during his M.Tech
in AU. Gets married. Drops out of M.Tech
. Has an ugly fight with his wife. He beats her. She divorces him and reports him to the police. My dad at that time had a job offer in the gulf in one of those petrol refining plants. Because of his police case his Visa or Passport is cancelled. He loses custody of his child. Mom:
Born to a CA. Surprisingly had just 1 sister. His dad was dirt poor initially. He starts helping some of the most prominent builders get away without paying taxes. He would literally hold their money in his house when they were about to get audited. If you don't know, being a CA in the 50s or 60s in India is essentially like being a Machine learning scientist with a Ph.D. in 2023. Leaves his kids property worth 15 crores. My mom gets a B.Com
from Reddy college in Narayanaguda. Gets married off to an asshole. He beats her a lot. Abuses her. She divorces him. The society back then was ridiculously conservative. She gets bullied a fuck of a lot because of her divorce.
She still finds the courage to go to Maharashtra to do a LL.B. Drops off in the second year and marries my dad because her father is very sick. The quintessential 90s marriage:
My dad has a lot of unresolved emotional issues. He brought his mom to live with them. He accuses my mom of not taking good care of her. They fight a lot. I was born. My dad loses job several times. My mom sells her jewellery to finance my schooling. In my 10th, her sister passes away. She sells of a land that her dad left her. Takes me to Hyderabad to get me IIT coaching. I experience freedom for the first time in my life. My dad is no longer there to control me. I buy expensive computer parts and phones. I stopped attending school. Somehow managed to get my 10th and 12th diplomas anyways. Get into a shitty college in Vizag for B.Tech
. Labor through it. Get a Masters from a prominent college in America. Get some really nice paying jobs.
Now my mom is still living with my dad. I caught him hitting my mom last year when I was in India. I gave him two slaps and pinned him to the ground. Threaten to call the police on him. He starts crying and shit. In the past he forced my mom to give one of the houses my grand father left her for rent. The tenant is refusing to vacate. We have essentially lost that property. My asshole father refuses to help with that situation in any way. He straight up went to the tenant and asked him to buy the house. He is using that as a leverage to fight with us every time we ask him to vacate the house.
My mom gives another land she owns to development. That builder is trying to get her to sell all her shares of apartments for a lot of Black money. I am fighting with her like crazy. She is like my father is a CA I know how to adjust black money :
I am fed up of my life. Fed up of this shitty family politics.
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2023.06.03 22:33 TrickyDickNixon2067 First foray into the Arkham Universe with Elder Sign!
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So I’d always been fascinated by the idea of the Cthulhu mythos, especially in tabletop games, but the more popular games like Arkham Horror and Mansions of Madness always seemed very daunting to me. Not wanting to go all in on something I’m unsure of, I decided to merely dip my toe with Elder Sign. After finding a near mint copy on Noble Knight Games for about $10 plus shipping I couldn’t be happier with how it went! With some pale blue light and Cthulhu Mythos Music on YouTube to set the mood, I set off on my journey into the increasingly hostile museum. Though I must say I won rather handily for my first try, I think I only even accrued 3 or 4 doom tokens, I’m already excited to dive back in as there’s still much to uncover. 8/10 for sure. submitted by TrickyDickNixon2067 to soloboardgaming [link] [comments]
2023.06.03 22:32 mfbrownbear [P5V5P4] The Bible, and what it takes to rule
I have gotten curious about what is actually written in the Bible, versus what is written in the Grutrissheit. I am also curious as to why there are so many copies / translations / transcriptions of the bible without there being a complete copy in the archives.
When Myne was an apprentice blue shrine maiden and was allowed access to the Temple book room, she read the Bible. Then she read different copies of the Bible in the Temple book room. She was reading versions so old that Damuel couldn't read them at all, and Ferdinand had to help her with the translation. [P2V3]
Then, she later became the High Bishop and was made the owner of the Temple's primary Bible. A magic tool. At some point later, after new material started appearing to her in that Bible, and she asks Ferdinand for advice:
"So this is the bible only the High Bishop can read, hm? What makes it different from other bibles?" Justus asked. He was eagerly flipping through the pages, but his response proved that he couldn't see the magic circle or the text in the air.
"It is a more complete version - or, at the very least, it has more details than any of the transcriptions in the temple's book room," I replied. There were several transcriptions of the bible in the temple's book room, but their page counts varied quite dramatically.
Most of the older stuff in the temple book room would have come from old Eisenreich, since Ehrenfest is only a couple of hundred years old. I imagine all of the original Eisenreich temple's divine instruments and Bible and documents got moved to the new Ehrenfest temple when the foundation was moved. I would have thought that Rozemyne, upon becoming the owner of the Bible when she was made High Bishop and finding she could read all the way to the end of the book, would have started a new and more complete transcription right away. At the time, not knowing that no one else can read as much of it as she can, she would have also wondered why no one had fully transcribed it before.
In [P4V1] Rozemyne hears about the Grutrissheit for the first time from Rosina.
She went on the explain that the Grutrissheit was the original bible, owned by Mestionora herself. The first king of the country had been chosen by the gods and permitted to transcribe a copy.
Then, in [P4V7] while she is talking to Ferdinand about the new magic circle and text that started showing up in her Bible:
As the bible described, the position of Zent was given to those who transcribed the original Grutrissheit. Ferdinand explained that over the long years hence, this had morphed into the current Zent passing his transcribed version down to the next. The passed-down Grutrissheit itself had become the symbol of the Zent.
This transcription had been lost during the civil war following the previous king's death. Now, the current king needed to transcribe a new one from the original Grutrissheit... but its location remained unknown.
Then, Ferdinand tells Rozemyne that even if she meets every other qualification, she will still never see the original Grutrissheit.
"You certainly have all of the qualities necessary to become king. However, there is one crucial condition that you have not fulfilled."
"And what condition is that?" I asked, looking at the bible curiously.
"It is simple," Ferdinand said. "You were born a commoner and thus do not have royal blood. For that reason, you cannot become king."
"Royal blood...? The bible doesn't say anything about needing that."
Ferdinand tapped a finger against his temple in contemplation and then let out a sigh. "In the same way that only certain people can enter this hidden room, the Grutrissheit is within an archive that only royalty can enter - or so an ancient text maintains. In other words, you will not be able to enter that archive, nor will you be able to transcribe the book. No matter how many kingly qualities you may have, you cannot become king."
After Rozemyne cries about having her hopes dashed that Prince Hildebrand wouldn't be able to let her into the Forbidden Archive to at least read the book ..
"Besides, the Grutrissheit in the archive is the first king's transcription, so we can assume it is nearly identical to this bible we have with us.
So, all of this has left me feeling a bit confused. By my count, there are 3 versions of the Grutrissheit. Four, if you count the Bibles.
- The Book of Mestionora. The one held by the goddess herself. THE Original Grutrissheit. She does not lend it out. The first Zent was allowed to make a copy.
- The First Zent's Grutrissheit. The only direct transcription from the Book of Mestionora. The first worldly version of the book. Yurgenschmidt's Original Grutrissheit, the one used to create the country. Claimed to be in the Forbidden Archive, only accessible to those with royal blood. Perhaps anyone with access to the Forbidden Archive could make a copy.
- The Grutrissheit. I guess the "normal" one. The one that all Zents after the first one had to transcribe from his. Like the one that was lost during the recent civil war. Was this the only one around though? It sounds like there can be more than one copy. If anyone qualified to enter the forbidden archive can make a copy, then it's possible.
It appears that the Book of Mestionora has only ever been seen by one person, the First Zent. Most mentions of the "original" Grutrissheit refer to the one owned by the First Zent. Also, it isn't clear if the qualifications to enter the Forbidden Archive to get a copy of the Grutrissheit are needed to simply pass along an existing copy. I would think that not being qualified to get
a Grutrissheit would disqualify you from being able to use
one either. Would Trauerqual or Sigiswald even be able to use one someone else gave them?
So, if Rozemyne meets all the other qualifications, but still can't enter the Forbidden Archive due to not having royal blood, then everyone's plans are screwed. If that happens the rampage will be, ironically, biblical. I could see Rozemyne at that point demanding to speak to the manager.
Rozemyne: "Get Mestionora down here NOW! I pay my prayer taxes! I demand to make my own copy directly from her! I will boycott! You will never see another drop of mana from me, or my retainers, I swear!"
Question: Would Rozemyne rather read the 1st edition print of the Grutrissheit in the Forbidden Archive, or would she rather make her own custom print from the Book of Mestionora herself?
Answer: Both. Obviously. She would want to compare and even smell the differences.
But, now I wonder about the difference between the "hidden" archive that requires the 3 keys to open, and the "forbidden" archive that only Royals can enter. It was said that only Royals and select archduke family members could enter the Hidden Archive. Those that didn't meet the criteria were told "Not qualified" by the shumils. Perhaps after you fulfill all of the other hidden qualifications that make the shumil say things like "Not enough elements" and "Not enough prayer" they would lead you to the Forbidden Archive? Ferdinand also explained that "Royal blood" was spread around the duchy in a way, while describing his thoughts on the nature of the Temple Bibles.
"Furthermore, the archdukes in the distant past were married to those of royal blood," Ferdinand continued. "In other words, one could say that more or less all children of archdukes have royal blood to some extent. Perhaps the first king distributed these bibles to each duchy such that the strongest of all those with his blood would be chosen to be king."
Based on how this describes archduke families having royal blood, and that those with enough of it can enter the Hidden Archive, I get a feeling that there is not a higher level of royal blood needed to enter the Forbidden Archive than is needed to enter the Hidden one. If that's the case, then Rozemyne already does
have royal blood.
If Rozemyne can enter the Hidden Archive, then she already meets the "select archduke candidate" criteria, even though she was born a commoner. It makes me think that "royal blood" might not mean genetic inheritance.
If it's possible to obtain "royal blood', i.e. become recognized as royal by magic, without actual blood relations, I can only think of two ways.
- Divine intervention. Whether from Divine Protections or some other way, I bet the gods could declare someone fit to rule and they would be recognized as royal by magic means.
- Mana interaction. Blood is heavily associated with a person's mana as well. The highest concentration of a person's mana is in their blood. Mana-mixing among family and lovers could theoretically change someone's mana to introduce "royal blood" to their system.
In the second scenario, Rozemyne could have only gotten her royal blood from Ferdinand, who admitted in the past that he has a fair amount of it. They haven't mixed mana as lovers of course, but their long association in the temple, performing rituals where their mana flows together, may have been enough. He also synchronized his mana with hers when he read her memories.
I really don't know what to expect anymore. Will Rozemyne be blocked from entering the Forbidden Archive? Will she summon a goddess? Even if she gets the Grutrissheit, will she be able to simply hand it off to someone not qualified to get it themselves? Someone send Ferdinand some Tylenol.
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