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“911, what is your emergency?” I said, answering on the first ring. It had been a slow day up to that point, but that was all about to change in a moment.
“I just saw something bad,” a hysterical female voice cried on the other end of the line. “My neighbor, she’s outside, and she’s bleeding…”
“Bleeding from where?” I said.
“Everywhere!” she screamed. I tried to get her address, but she was so hysterical that she kept yelling for help. Eventually, she calmed down enough to give me her street. I heard new voices in the background, all shrieking.
“We have a unit on the way,” I said. “Just stay on the line with me. It’s going to be OK.”
“No,” she whispered, barely audible over the screaming in the background, “it isn’t.”
***
A few minutes later, I was in the break room, getting a coffee, trying to stop my hands from shaking. I was hyperventilating, full of an incomprehensible terror and anxiety that I had never felt on this job before. Before the call had cut out, it sounded like a street full of rabid people had surrounded the caller’s house. Then the radio came on from the police unit that had been first to arrive at the scene.
“Dispatch, you there? This is Shea.” I heard the voice of Trooper Shea crackling. I immediately picked up on the back-up unit we kept in the break room.
“This is dispatch,” I said. “What’s going on?”
“I came down Kansas Street from Union Road, and it’s totally empty except for a few bloodstains. Were you able to get the house number of the caller?” he asked.
“Negative on that,” I said. “Do you see any broken glass or smashed down doors? It sounded like pure hell at the end of the call. She claimed she was being attacked by her neighbors.” Trooper Shea consulted with his partner on the street for a moment before responding.
“We just heard screaming and glass shattering. It sounded like it came from number 67 on Kansas Street. Send back-up.” I ran back to the main room. We had a new system that could livestream 911 calls directly to the cars of police in the area, as well as livestream audio from the car back to dispatch. I turned it on, entering the number of Trooper Shea’s patrol car and listened intently.
“Come out with your hands up!” I heard Shea’s partner yell. Shea gasped.
“Oh God, she needs medical attention,” he said. “She’s got blood coming out of her eyes, her ears, her nose… and vomiting blood. What do you think she has?”
“Ma’am, stop right there!” Trooper Shea yelled. “Do not come closer!” Then I heard a rash of swearing and yelling followed by a gunshot. I dropped my coffee cup on the floor, hearing it shatter and spread burning hot liquid across my shoes, but I was so engrossed and horrified by what I was hearing that I barely noticed.
“Oh God, she bit me!” Shea’s partner said. “She bit my fucking thumb off!” I heard another series of gunshots, then the slamming of car doors.
“Go, go, go!” one of them said, and I heard the squealing of tires.
“Oh, fuck, what is that?” Shea said, then his voice came in over the radio. “Dispatch, this is Shea, and we have a major obstruction blocking the intersection of Kansas and Main. It looks like… I know this is going to sound batshit insane, but it looks like a pile of bodies. Literally hundreds of them, stacked on top of each other like firewood. Maybe they’re just mannequins, I don’t know, but most of them look like they’re bleeding. We need back-up immediately, and emergency medical services as well. Trooper Ingraham lost a finger when we got surrounded by a dozen drugged-up or sick lunatics back there. One of them bit me on the damn calf through my uniform, but I don’t think it will require medical attention. They were biting, scratching and hissing like snakes… there’s something wrong here, I’m telling you.”
“This is dispatch,” I said, “and back-up is on the way.” I wanted to tell him to get the hell out of there, drive the other way, but I wasn’t a cop. I had no authority to do any such thing. They would likely think it was their primary duty to secure and protect the scene until other police arrived.
My shift was about to end in a few minutes when this insanity began, and my replacement walked in just as I hung up the radio. She looked at me, one eyebrow raised.
“You are not going to believe this,” I told her, and briefed her on everything that was happening. Her mouth opened more and more as I recounted the story, her eyes widening in horror. And by the end, I still hadn’t heard from Trooper Shea or his back-up. I was having anxiety and just wanted to get out of there. My family lived nearby, and if there was some sort of crime spree or pandemic happening, I wanted to be home to protect them. My son was only seven-years-old, and I knew he couldn’t protect himself in such an apocalyptic calamity as was occurring in our little town.
As she sat down in the dispatcher’s chair, another 911 call came in, and I took the opportunity to get my stuff and head out of there.
I had only a five-minute drive back home. My knuckles were white as I sped down the residential streets at thirty miles over the speed limit. Traffic was sparse, and I saw nothing out of place.
Until I turned onto my street, that is. My neighbor was an elderly man whose six-year-old granddaughter lived with him. Both of them were standing in the middle of the road, staring up at the sun, their mouths open. I saw long knives in each of their right hands.
I slammed on the brakes a few feet away from them, but they didn’t stir. I tried honking my horn, but they just kept staring up at the sky, without any awareness.
As I looked down from their faces, I realized they were both viciously sawing at their bodies, opening up shallow slice after shallow slice. A waterfall of blood began to run down their skin, soaking into the pavement. I nearly threw up in disgust. I backed up, driving on my neighbor’s lawn to get around them, putting down the window to yell as I passed by.
“What the hell are you doing, Mr. James?” I screamed at him. “Stop this now!” I wondered whether I should jump out and try to stop them, but with their current mental states, I felt they might be just as liable to stab me as not if I got out.
Suddenly Mr. James’ eyes came down, focusing directly on mine, and the knives stopped moving. The little girl grinned at me, waving the blood-soaked butcher knife back and forth, sending droplets of crimson spraying on my car and on her dress.
“It’s… she’s telling me to cut myself, to let the viruses in,” Mr. James said, and his granddaughter stared straight ahead like a doll. It was as if they felt no pain. I saw the blood-covered tendons and muscles of their legs, stomachs and chests as they stood there, slicing deeper and faster, wavering like trees in a hurricane. Mr. James fell to the ground, blood continuously pouring out of him, and his granddaughter pointed behind me, nearly tripping, her head lolling from side to side as her lips started to turn a light blue, probably from the constant blood loss and impending physical collapse.
“She’s here for you, too,” she said. “She wants to play with you. She wants you to open up and let the viruses slide in… they look for the soft, warm spots. They’re so cold. Open it up and let them in, and you’ll never be sad again.” Slowly, I turned, seeing the corpse of a girl standing there next to a tree in my neighbor’s backyard. Her skin was bleached-white, and her mouth was sewn shut, ugly black stitches marring her cyanotic, purplish lips. Her stringy black hair hung down past her shoulders, framing her face as she stared directly at me. Her eyes were milky white, like cataracts, and I saw countless maggots wriggling throughout her body, eating away at the skin of her arms and legs.
“Do you feel the wetness of their tongues? The dead ones just want in,” her voice rang out in my head, distorted and demonic and low. Her lips never moved, and her eyes never moved. The corpse girl just continued to stare in my direction. I felt hypnotized, sitting there in my car. Then I felt them- cold tongues that drew across my back and chest. The car filled with the smell of sulfur and decay. Then my vision began to turn black, as her voice took over my mind, and I fell into a dreamless sleep.
***
“Dad?” I felt little hands pushing on my chest. I opened one eye groggily, forgetting where I was for a few moments. Then I shot up in my seat, adrenaline coursing through my body as I looked around for the corpse girl. “She’s gone, dad. I got rid of her- for now.” I looked down at him, amazed.
“Anthony,” I whispered, looking at him. My head throbbed painfully. “How did you get rid of that thing?” I asked. He shrugged.
“I can do weird stuff sometimes,” he said. “Like during my birthday party last year.” I remembered the birthday party clearly. We had a clown who juggled and cartwheeled and did all sorts of tricks for my son and his friends. My son said he could juggle too, and he wanted to show the clown.
He had run into the house, grabbed a few of our knives and started throwing them up in the air. They seemed to slow down as they rose, floating slowly over his head. They fell as if through water, and Anthony grabbed them easily and threw them back up in the air.
“How is he doing that?” the clown had asked me, breaking character. I had no idea, and simply stood there, speechless. Then I yelled his name, and the knives had all clattered to the lawn.
“She was strong, and I felt her mind. It was so cold, like an icicle going into my head, but I kept her back by building a wall-” he pointed to the backyard where the corpse of the girl had stood- “and kept her there, dad.” I realized he was not talking about a physical wall, but some sort of mental wall that he made in his mind. I nodded.
“She was trying to take you. I could feel the words that came out of her head and into yours. I heard everything she was saying. And she was showing me things. Really bad, really scary things from where she comes from. She told me that, in her home, all the roads are paved with bones of kids like myself, and that the girls like her have their mouths sewn shut, so that they never have to rely on using their mouths to speak. They use their brains somehow. The whole place is run by an insane god who lies by this silver stream. She showed me the god, and I felt it looking at me. It was like insects were looking at me, like insects with huge brains and big, dark, scary eyes.” He shuddered. “What kind of god is that, dad?”
“A god we never want to meet, that’s for sure,” I said, tousling his hair, trying to get him to smile. “The god that we believe in is eternal love and light. Whatever that little girl worships, it isn’t God.” Anthony’s eyes continued to look blankly ahead as he recalled what the eldritch girl had shown him. Then they looked up at me sharply.
“I don’t understand that stuff about viruses that she was saying. What’s going on? Are we going to be sick?” he asked, looking so little and helpless in his tiny windbreaker and jeans.
“I don’t know what she was talking about, but we need to get out of here right now. I’m sure we will be fine if we can just get past the borders of the town- at least, I think so. And I also think some sort of biological outbreak is causing people to go insane…”
As if on cue, a car sped past, fire leaping out of the shattered windows. I smelled burning rubber, hot metal and roasting meat, a disgusting combination of aromas that the nightmarish scene left in its wake. The driver hit a tree, flying through the windshield and smashing his burned body into the trunk at an incredible speed. I saw by the awkward angle of his neck that he was either dead or dying. He looked like a bird who had flown into a window, the neck snapped and the head lolling weakly at a 45 degree angle on a totally broken spine. I turned to look at him sharply. “Where’s your mother?”
“In the house,” he said. I took the keys out of the ignition, grabbing Anthony’s small hand and running towards our home of ten years. I kept looking left and right for the corpse girl, but she hadn’t reappeared yet. I wondered if Anthony truly was so powerful that he could scare her away for good. I seriously doubted it. I had a feeling she was biding her time, and probably watching us at this very moment. The thought sent chills down my spine.
As I walked into the entranceway, I started yelling her name, trying to get out of here as soon as possible.
“Margaret?” I screamed. Anthony was next to me, screaming, “Mom! Where are you?” I led him to the kitchen first, where I grabbed a butcher knife, and gave Anthony a smaller but still very sharp knife from the kitchen drawer.
“Don’t stab yourself by accident with it, kiddo,” I said. “Only use it as a last resort.” He nodded. “I wish I had guns here, but we…” At that moment, my words were cut off by a wailing, pain-filled shrieking from upstairs. I took Anthony’s hand, unwilling to be separated from him for any reason now, and kicked open the master bedroom door.
There, I saw our priest, Father Lanagan, with a pistol to my wife’s head. He was very clearly sick, bleeding from his eyes and nose, a waterfall of gore spilling out of his heaving, gasping mouth. I put my hands up.
“Father Lanagan,” I said loudly and simply. “Put down the gun. You’re sick.” He just breathed louder and faster, his gray eyes beginning to film over with milky, blood-smeared cataracts. He reminded me more and more of the corpse girl. Even his stare was similar- an almost reptilian, sadistic glower that looked down on everything and everyone around.
I took a step forward. All of his attention was focused on me. His gun hand shook hard.
“Look, Father, you aren’t like this,” I said. “You can…” But I never got to finish my sentence. At that moment, my son, small and brave, ran through the alternate door to the master bedroom, his small knife raised above his head like a tiny Amazonian warrior.
“Let go of my mommy!” Anthony said, plunging the knife into Father Lanagan’s stomach. The priest howled in pain, and I ran forward, grabbing his gun hand just as he was aiming at my son. I pushed it up with all of my strength, and the shot went high, blowing apart a dresser drawer. I took the knife and shoved it directly through his right eye. His other eye widened in surprise, the bloody tears coming faster for a moment, then he slumped to the floor. My heart racing, I grabbed the gun out of his hand, making sure it wasn’t pointed at my son or wife in case he had the strength to pull the trigger one last time.
And, as it turns out, he did. The last shot went through the window, the tinkling of glass mixing with the ringing in my ears from the gunshots at such a close distance, and then I had the revolver out of his hand, putting it in my back pocket, sighing.
“Let’s get out of this madhouse of a town,” I said to my wife. She just cried and hugged me, putting her face against my shoulder for a few moments. Then we ran outside, grabbing some bottled water and canned foods on the way and throwing them in a plastic bag.
I drove out of there as fast as I could, quickly entering the fields and woods at the edge of town. But just as I was about to cross over into the next town, I found that the road was blocked.
Dozens of bodies were stacked one on top of another, across the road and the sides of the road. There was no possible way around them. Half of them were naked or wearing torn rags, and some of them still twitched and moaned. They were all crying blood, vomiting gore that ran down the group. I pulled over, putting my head against the steering wheel and crying.
I tried calling for help, but no phone calls would connect. The internet still worked, so I wrote up what had happened. In case my family and I don’t make it out of here, I wanted someone to know what really happened in my town.
Sighing in frustration and despair, grabbing the revolver and handing the butcher knife to my wife, we all got out of the car and started walking.

Be gentle :) It’s a kit (obvi), but it’s my first time assembling something from components like this. Started off with a “used – acceptable” Coyote Tokyo60 kit from Amazon ($90, free shipping). Added the Drop keycaps (which are perfect for a Mac HHKB layout, except they have “Super” and “Alt” for the meta keys; I’d love “◇  ^⌘” and “Opt/Alt” legends; and, ideally, I’d love to have the Fn overlay legends, too, like the HHKB does). For switches I chose the Kailh Halo Clears, mostly because I kinda wanted to try them and they’re $41 for a set of 70 on Amazon Prime. (I might be a little impatient...)
The stock stabilizers suck, I’m going to order the NovelKeys kit that’s $10 on clearance, while I learn more about that component.
The Halo Clear switches might have been a mistake; I think I’m going to order a couple of boxes of Baby Kangaroos (which I know I like in the Halo 75) to have the option to swap, just in case. But I’m going to give these a real trial before I go changing things up.
It comes already setup with a Mac-friendly HHKB layout, with Fn+ASD being volume down/up/mute, Fn-/;'[ being the down, left, right, and up arrows (and Fn+.l being page down/up respectively), and the larger meta keys next to the space bar being mapped to Command, and the smaller outer meta keys being Option (Alt). Control is where "Caps Lock" normally is these days, and Fn+Tab toggles CAPS LOCK.
The only key I’m wrestling with muscle memory over so far is backspace, which is down a row. I’m sure as I spend more time in the terminal and hacking code, the and ~ keys will challenge me a bit, too. But overall I’m digging this experiment (and won’t have to worry about anyone borrowing my keeb! At least not in this office!).

I’ve had ongoing lower back pain for over a year. It’s so bad that I haven’t really been able to run or work out at all. I do PT exercises each day. Finally got an MRI last week and am waiting to hear back from my doctor. In the meantime, I was wondering if anyone else had similar stuff show up on their MRI and what their recovery trajectory looked like.
HISTORY: lumbar radiculopathy with new saddle anesthesia TECHNIQUE: Multiplanar multisequence MR imaging of the lumbar spine was performed without contrast. FINDINGS: Artifact associated with the imaged portions of bilateral Harrington rods extending inferiorly to the level of L3 on the right, and L2 on the left. Levoconvex curvature of the lumbar spine. Visualized vertebral body heights are maintained. Avid T1 hypointense/STIR hyperintense Modic type 1 reactive edema along the L4-5 and L5-S1 endplates, with contiguous extension into the right L4 and L5 pedicles. Schmorl's nodes with Modic type 2 predominant degenerative signal change along the L3-4 endplates. Severe intervertebral disc space narrowing at L3-4. Moderate asymmetric right lateral disc space narrowing at L4-5. Conus is obscured by artifact. L1-2: Obscured by hardware artifact. No definite spinal canal or foraminal stenosis. L2-3: Obscured by hardware artifact. No definite spinal canal or foraminal stenosis. L3-4: Circumferential disc bulge with bilateral thickening of the ligamentum flavum and mild facet hypertrophy. Right paracentral disc protrusion contributing to severe right subarticular recess stenosis with probable impingement of the traversing right L4 nerve root. Mild to moderate bilateral foraminal narrowing with lateral disc abutment of the exited L3 nerve roots. L4-5: Eccentric right posterolateral disc bulge with bilateral thickening of the ligamentum flavum and bilateral facet arthropathy. Right paracentral disc extrusion with apparent sequestered disc fragment extending into the right lateral recess with impingement of the right L5 nerve root. Mild spinal canal narrowing with 7 mm synovial cyst contributing to severe right subarticular recess stenosis. Moderate to severe right foraminal stenosis with contact of the right L3 nerve root. Mild left foraminal narrowing. Trace bilateral facet effusions with subcentimeter synovial cyst along the posterior aspect of the right facets, and reactive edema signal in the bilateral periarticular tissues. L5-S1: Circumferential disc bulge asymmetric to the left. Mild spinal canal narrowing. Moderate bilateral foraminal stenosis, with extraforaminal abutment of the exited L5 nerve roots. Trace bilateral facet effusions. IMPRESSION: 1. Scoliosis and multilevel degenerative changes of the lumbar spine, as described above. 2. At L3-4, right paracentral disc protrusion with probable impingement of the right L4 nerve root. 3. At L4-5, right paracentral disc extrusion and synovial cyst impinge the right L5 nerve root. Moderate to severe right foraminal stenosis with displacement of the exiting right L3 nerve root. 4. Prominent edema-like signal along the L4-5 and L5-S1 endplates, with extension into the right pedicles and facets. Bilateral trace facet effusions with periarticular tissue edema. Findings are nonspecific, may be reactive.

I found out Thursday that my baby had stopped growing at 10 weeks. I am beyond devastated. I assumed that everything was fine because I’ve had no bleeding and only light cramping. This is my first pregnancy and I wanted this baby so much. I feel like none of my friends or family really understand how much pain I’m in. The past three months have been hell with all of the first trimester symptoms. And now I’m trying to find a doctor to do a mva or d&c and the whole thing feels so impossible. I guess I’m just posting because I know people here will understand. ❤️

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Hi everyone,
I am hoping for some reassurance, support, advice, anything following my recent dating scan this past Friday. Based on my LMP, I would have been 9+4. I ovulate early so my guess was closer to 9+6. My US (abdominal) seemed to go well, I saw a wiggly baby with a strong heartbeat of 178. I was told by the sonographer that baby was measuring "right on track." The sonographer printed some images for me to keep and I went on my way to follow up with my provider. Doctor said everything looks good, baby is measuring ahead at 10+1, but the sonographer would like me to return in a few weeks for a follow up US because she "couldn't see everything she needed to see." I tried to get reassurance from her but she just told me to think of it as another opportunity to see my baby. I left it at that, then panic googled for the weekend. I called the office today for clarification and was told there was a "prominence on the neck" but everything else looked fine. They didn't take any measurements, and I understand it's too early to take accurate measurements anyways. I am trying not to borrow trouble, but I am really struggling right now.
Has anyone else experienced this? Thank you in advance.

I (21 F) and my boyfriend (21 M) have been in a long-distance relationship for 1.5 years. A little context on how we met- We used to live in the same city- Gotham City. When we were kids, he moved to Emerald City, and we were out of contact. For college, I moved to Bikini Bottom, while his college was in my hometown, Gotham City. We reconnected while I went home for the holidays, and started dating since then.
Since we got back together, I started going home to Gotham City more frequently to meet him, but traveling to my hometown is not that easy. There are no direct flights, and the whole journey is of about 10 hours. But whenever I can make it, I go back home and meet him. Once, I also went to his hometown Emerald City. He never came to Bikini Bottom, where I study, to visit me.
Recently, my boyfriend got a job in another city, Pawnee. He is done with his college and has to join in April, while I still have a year left. He asked me to come to Pawnee for his birthday, which is in the last week of April. I told him there are multiple reasons I cannot make it-

1. I don't have a stable source of income, and Pawnee is really far away. It would take me almost $250 to travel, and I cannot ask my parents for that amount.
2. My exams start 2 days after his birthday.
3. I have nothing to do in city D. He will be going to work, and I'd be alone during the day.

He got mad at me and said "the last time you came home you only met me for 2 hours and you were not in a good mood which spoiled it". (I went home for 4 days and I really had to visit my parents. I hadn't seen them in 2 months and wanted to spend time with them. I told him we can only meet on one day and went to meet him the day I arrived and was exhausted because of the 10 hr travel, so we couldn't do a lot of things because I was tired. I later apologized for that, and he said it was okay.)
I suggested that he come to Bikini Bottom because he is done with college and will be earning soon. To this, he said- "No, you should come to Pawnee because it's my birthday".
He said that a long-distance relationship does not work this way and I should come to visit him on his birthday. I told him he needs to be more understanding about my situation, and he said, "I would have done that for you," and hung up.
It has me thinking if I did something wrong.
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Edit 1: Adding fake city names instead of letters for better understanding

I took the cover off the spare and just left it off because it’s kind of a pain to put it back on. I think it looks cool without it, but I’m in Arizona and am worried the sun is going to destroy the exposed tire. Thoughts?

Introduction
1) Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs?

• I currently own a mini labradoodle and had a family dog growing up.

2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a reputable breeder?

• I'd prefer a breeder

3) Describe your ideal dog.

• A dog that can go on adventures with (including off leash), do agility and generally train with, and isn't too high maintenance (barking, destruction) at home, low prey drive

4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why?

• I've looked at Collies which I like because they are fairly chill but trainable, and whippets because they are trainable and have a good off switch (might not work due to prey drive/not being good off leash)

5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do?

• agility, basic obedience, and want a dog that I can teach good recall too

6) Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport?

• Mainly agility, I do it with my current dog

Care Commitments
7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day?

• An hour or so each day not including walks, I work from home and don't have too many commitments

8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park?

• An hour or so would be good to match my current dogs energy, includes off leash hikes and occasionally dog parks

9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly?

• Would prefer less brushing but don't mind doing it since I already do for current dog

Personal Preferences
10) What size dog are you looking for?

• 30-45 lbs range

11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle?

• would like minimal for all three, I would say barking is the most important

12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area?

• Very important since I can with my current dog

Dog Personality and Behavior
13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space?

• Don't mind too much either way

14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please?

• More eager-to-please since it would help with training

15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors?

• I would like a friendly dog, do not need a guard dog

16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs?

• Nope, interact with too many dogs and have my own

17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid?

• Want to avoid destructive dogs, and want a dog that can be friendly with cats/kids

Lifestyle
18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone?

• Usually no more than a few hours a day

19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog?

• Currently live alone and will be sole caretaker

20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they?

• I have a mini labradoodle who is young, and will have cats around somewhat regularly

21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly?

• Not currently but may have them 5-10 years down the line

22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease?

• No restrictions, own a townhouse with a small yard

23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds?

• Canada, not aware of any laws

24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live?

• Live near Toronto, Canada, so summers get to 25 celsius (77 fahrenheit) and winters are quite cold, can be as low as -20 celsius (-4 fahrenheit)

Feel free to ask any questions below.

I'm really trying my best, but I know my best is not good enough.
My girlfriend of one year comes from China where the culture is VERY different from America. I grew up Filipino American. We are both Asian and she has been living in America for about 10 years, but we don't always see eye to eye when it comes to sharing love. These past couple days have been very tough.
I have never dated someone with what seems like PTSD from her past trauma. Knowing this, I have still accepted that it would be hard to connect sometimes and that she will need lots of help throughout the relationship. However, I'm still in need of care and trust too. I've been having a hard time dealing with the constant feeling that she won't be able to give me the caring and understanding that I want in a relationship because her trauma does not allow it. She has never known how to give love the way I would like. It has never been shown to her.
When we get into an argument I try my best to stay calm and talk with a low tone to communicate, but I am met with yelling and her tendency to run away from anything that my trigger her. Once she feels triggered, our relationship disappears, in her mind, and is replaced with feelings of discuss, hate, and revenge. Words of indefinance like "never" and "always" are often used to describe our actions. Like "You never loved me". I have loved her to my very core for the past year and I have tried so hard to stay in this relationship. I have only been able to calm her down when I start to cry or do something that is completely out of character. One time she left me and I stood outside in the cold shivering waiting for her to talk to me. When she finally saw that I was emotionally distraught and suffering, that's when she finally realized I cared and calmed down to talk to me.
This post is not to complain that she has trauma and not made to glorify my actions. These are just examples of our some fights. I have mistreated her too.
I often forget that what she does is the absolute best she can possibly do to show me love, like writing me heart shaped note that tell me how annoyed she is or how awful I am. Sometimes her love is shown by just being there. Or by distancing herself when she feels upset. It is what she knows.
I just want to know how I can feel loved in this relationship knowing that we both struggle to understand how to give or receive love from one another. Sometimes it feels like we are on opposite side of the planet and nothing is how it's supposed to be. Is it possible for us to see eye to eye and find constant love in the relationship? If you have been in this type of relationship I'd love to know your thoughts. I am set on keeping this relationship. I am lost, but I want to be the absolute best for her.
TLDR: My girlfriend and I struggle to love each other the way the other wants. Her trauma is causing me to feel like my needs will take a long time to be met. How can we see eye to eye and understand each other more?

Reflecting back on my years of failure at getting clean, I found the core issue.
I wasn't "embracing the SUCK".

"In a military context, “the suck” refers to any undesirable conditions, painful experiences, or difficult situations faced by service members. This can include everything from unpleasant duty tasks to traumatic war events."

I'm not comparing war conditions to battling addiction, just adapting the concept. During the first 3 months of recovery I constantly thought "I should feel better than I do right now... I'm putting in the work, why don't I feel better?". What I was missing was this:
Suffering is a part of recovery.
I wasn't embracing the shit place I put myself in. I was constantly running from it. Streaks of 10, 30, 40 days all always ended because I wasn't willing to feel bad for a little longer.
8 months ago, I started forcing myself to sit with the flatlines, depression and anxieties about "is this really worth it?". What I found was sometimes it didn't feel like it was worth it. But mostly it was, if only I could wait out the SUCK a bit longer.
I don't consider myself fully recovered, hence why I check in here to participate in the conversation. I haven't relapsed but it still seems like it's possible. Though, this is the farthest I've ever been in my 15+ years of severe addiction.
Start being okay with feeling bad. I promise more than any other tip or trick, this will take you far. Because like the Buddhist say, "suffering is inevitable". But you get to choose if your suffering is for something that matters or in vain. To regain agency and control in your life, sometimes suffering is the way.

Lately, in Classic Ranked, there have been WAY more leavers than there ever have been. I've been playing for 3 years straight, and have always played Ranked *because* there are less leavers / throwers.
In the past couple months, the amount of leavers in every ranked game I've been in have skyrocketed. I was in a game last night where 4 people left.
I understand that it's not really fair to people who accidentally DC or lose Internet, and while a 10 minute penalty that would prevent them from rejoining might be a tad bit unfair, it's much, much more worth it to actually punish people who are leaving intentionally - the amount of which far outnumber accidental DCs.
Please save Ranked by adding a 10 minute penalty for leaving.

Hi all,
My first time posting on Reddit so apologies if I'm not doing it right. I'm also going to meander a bit as this is more a stream of conscious retelling and I suppose I'm still processing the thing. I'd consider myself a pretty big Killers fan, been into them since 2005, seen them 25+ times, including the 10 year Sam's Town concert (night 2) in Vegas, a bunch of Brandon's solo shows, etc. I know many of you are real diehard fans that got me beat. All good, that makes me happy, long live the Killers!
So back in December, this show was announced, bought tickets, got a comp room at Ocean, and being that it's a week after our 15-year anniversary, we kind of looked at it as an extension of that celebration. The plan was to eat a nice meal, see the show, smoke some weed, have egregious amounts of sex, checkout, gamble, drive home. We got to AC close to showtime, cancelled dinner, checked in to the hotel and then headed to Hard Rock for the show. We smoked on the boardwalk and caught some of the Lemon Twigs' set. FYI, I found them to be catchy, kind of early Weezer with t he harmonizing and funky/just a little off-sounding choruses and a tad over-produced to force a classic rock feel. I remember thinking that I should give them a listen and that whoever their fans are must really feel that they're special.
During their set, the seats in our row started filling up. My wife was to my right and there was a group to my left of 6 or more people. Of that group, the person closest to me was a guy sitting one chair away from me. As we were waiting for the crew to turnover the stage, I was sitting quietly, which is my norm, especially when I'm high on herb but it was starting to wane. The guy starting pumping his leg and as his chair is connected to my chair, it was causing me to move. I thought nothing of it--everyone's here to have a good time, we're all excited, that's his way of expressing that. Then move people come into our row and the people to my left shift a seat closer. It's at this point I start feeling the guy's arm and leg against mine. The thought occurs to say something but I think it's not that serious, we're sitting down for the moment but I'll pretty much be standing for the rest of the time, and he's probably lacking in spatial awareness, could be high too, whatever. Shortly after, the Killers come on, we all stand up, we're hooting and hollering, getting ready for a great show. But the guy next to me is now standing/dancing/swaying and I'm still feeling a lot of arm and at times wallet/butt/leg when he is reaching for something. I start thinking that he might be a shitty pickpocket, trying to prime me with some contact now but then when I'm cheering later, he could grab my wallet, which had over $2k in cash. I discreetly moved my wallet to my right side, as well as kept my left foot in it's original spot (where it would be had I been sitting) but shifted my body to be closer to my wife. I started noticing that the guy would encroach more into my seating space. I also noticed at one point that he stopped moving and repositioned himself to be in front of his chair. When he started dancing again, his movements started getting more aggressive--bigger movements with some more weight behind them--during songs that are more on the low-key side: Smile Like You Mean It and Shot At The Night. During this progression, my high has dissipated completely, my enjoyment of the concert has ceased as I can no longer ignore his behavior, and I'm now thinking this guy is very intentional and is either fucking with me or wants me to start something. Human starts, the guy's movements start getting even bigger, I turn to my wife and briefly explain to her that we gotta go because the guy next to me is not good. We turned around to get our jackets, which for me was basically one seat to the left of me by now and left the show. I'm 43, M, Asian. I suppose it's a good thing that this has been the most "direct" racist behavior I've experienced personally by a lot but I've been thinking about this several times a day. I don't feel embarrassed, humiliated or emasculated if that matters. My goal for the getaway was to have tremendous sex (which we have built into every weekend so that's a norm) and I was not going to allow anything to get in the way of that. But it's also not like I was going to fight the guy; I don't fight. Some positives (NOT concessions) were that we ate a really satisfying meal at Wahlburgers (yes, I'm aware of his past, people grow especially from being a teen and more importantly I don't get Donald Sterling vibes now) and we got to enjoy the pleasures of each other an hour or so earlier than we would have. But still, it was a forced choice, which doesn't feel good.
Anyhow, I'm not really sure what I'm seeking by sharing this experience. It does not tarnish my feelings for the band or dissuade me from seeing them live. I'd be interested in any and all perspectives, thanks.

I’m in my late 20s and my baby boomer parents have been driving me crazy about the fact that I’m “still renting”. My parents live outside of the US. They have always had one source of income from my dad’s blue collar jobs at factories and warehouses. Decades ago they were able to purchase a condo that is now paid off.
They are baffled by the fact that their college educated child with a two income household can’t afford a mortgage. I live in California, and my partner and I make over $100k combined before taxes, which to them seems like a crazy amount. However, an average home price in my area has doubled within the last 10 years. The monthly payment for a mortgage is now about $4000 on a low end. Even prices for condos and townhouses range at $600k-700k which with insane HOA fees makes monthly payments only $200-300 cheaper than home mortgages.
If it was entirely up to me, I would have moved to a different state, but my partner has an immediate family member with health issues who has been hospitalized on a short notice multiple times.
We have only recently been able to start saving any money, and the main reason for it is the fact that we moved to an old studio that hasn’t been upgraded in 30 years.
My parents find a way to weave in homeownership into every conversation. They keep mentioning how all of my cousins and friends back home own their houses or have mortgages. However, all of them had their properties bought by their parents or received a sizable down payment from them. My parents can’t provide that, and I don’t want them to.
Their constant questions make me feel inadequate. I feel like they are ashamed that their child is still renting. They lied to their acquaintance and said that my in-laws have gifted us the studio we are leaving in. My in-laws are blue collar workers who have never owned a property let alone gifted one.
What am I supposed to do with my parents at this point? Do I just FaceTime them and open Zillow? Do I show them the exact portion of my salary I get left with with after all of the deductions? I have given them rough numbers before, but it went in one ear and out the other. Or do I just shut down their questions and don’t provide any information?

This list is made through boredom. It is obviously highly subjective and you are entitled to your own separate list / opinions.
I own every skin, every chroma, and have over 1mil mastery on lux, which in my opinion gives me the entitlement I need to post my opinions publicly on the internet.
From Worst to Best:
TL;DR: Commando, Imperial, Empyrean, Sorceress, Steel Legion, Pajama Guardian, Lunar Empress, Battle Academia, Spellthief, Porcelain, Star Guardian, Elementalist, Dark Cosmic, Porcelain Prestige, Cosmic, Space Groove, Battle Academia Prestige.
Explanations:

1. Commando - This is self explanatory, nothing about this skin works. I only own this skin for collection purposes. I don't think in my 1,077,748 mastery have I used this skin once.
   
2. Imperial - Very similar reasoning to Commando. I've used this skin maybe once or twice but its a very similar theme that just doesn't mesh well with her. Doesn't help that she looks like a flight attendant on McAirlines.
   
3. Empyrean - This one may be a hot take, as it's Lux's latest flavor. However; it's another theme that just doesn't work for her. The particles are the best part, but everything from the model and the splash art is completely skippable. I've bought it, but I've only used it two or three times.
   

14- Sorceress - This skin will actually be much higher in my opinion if the Wildrift version makes it over for PC Lux's ASU. I think this skin is very cute and definitely one of the best of her earlier skins. It doesn't win any creativity points, but it does nail the character pretty well.
13- Steel Legion - Another skin that may rise a rank or two if the Wild Rift version gets ported. Something about the ponytail suits this skin much more. It's easily the best of her military skins, and it's got some nice animation differences that set it apart from other skins in its tier. To be fair, and if I were looking at this skin in a vacuum, this skin would rise a few ranks on merit alone. but the fact that it was her third military skin released in a row left a bad taste in my mouth.
12- Pajama Guardian - This skin is cute. The concept is cute. I like it on its own. I think people didn't like the idea of reusing particles, and it put a bad taste in peoples mouths. But, and it may just be because the model is newer, I actually kind of like it better now adays than star guardian Lux.
11- Lunar Empress - This skin just isn't that great in my opinion. It doesn't really bring the dog aspect in that the skin line was designed around at the time apart from in the recall, and its only gimmick apart from the puppies is that it's loosely Asian inspired? the puppies definitely move this skin up a few.
10- Battle Academia - we're getting into the top ten, which is a very competitive space to be in for Lux. This skin is definitely good, and I can see why it might be some peoples favorite skin. The entire model is cute, the animation changes on her ult and homeguard animation are nice. I just am not a fan of the particles, the colors are a little boring in my opinion. She's definitely not a flop. But it just gets too competitive at the top of this list.
9- Spellthief Lux - Hear me out. Yes, this is really high for a release skin with no particle changes. Is it old? Yes. Does it change her particles or any of her animations? No. It's still one of my favorite lux skins, and I used it almost exclusively until Elementalist dropped. It suits her much more than any of her military skins did. it's much more interesting than sorceress. It looks nice and just feels like it shouldve been her base concept. The new splash is gorgeous. I can't wait to see how it looks when she gets updated. And, when you see a lux main on this skin, you know it's about to go down. It's a very threatening skin to choose. Its about making a statement.
8- Porcelain - The Q makes this skin a standout. The Porcelain line also benefits from having some of the most satisfying sound effects in the entire game. The model is a little meh, but too much about this skin is nice to say anything. The rabbit running for her Q and the sound effects set this skin apart though.
7 - Star Guardian - This skin may be low for some people. I wanted to put it lower to be honest but it'd be a disservice to all that this skin once was. If this skin released today, it'd be amazing. Its age holds it back. However, it broke up nearly five consecutive years of military themed lux skins. It also birthed one of the highest grossing skin lines in league history. It suits her well, its cute, it deserves to be in the top 10, even if it's just not a favorite of mine anymore.
6 - Elementalist - THIS IS A HOT TAKE. I know. For the bang for your buck option this skin is top tier. At the time of its release this skin was revolutionary. It single handedly made riot question designs for future skin tiers to the point where they have no confidence that they can replicate it's amazing-ness. For me, however, there just isn't that much of a reason to use it. SOME of the forms are nice, but getting to the end game ones means you may be spending half of a game in a form you either don't like, or are just meh about. It's a really neat gimmick and it's great for what it is. I just don't like any singular form in this skin better than the rest of the skins I'm going to bring up. I'll rank the forms in the comments while y'all tear me to shreds. Plus, many of its forms step on the toes of potential lux skins in other thematics that I think would work perfectly for her and be able to play much higher to their potentials if not just because they wouldn't be forced to look like the next step of a previous form. Faerie Court / mystic, or Elderwood / nature are two off the top of my head that I can think of.
5 - Dark Cosmic- I know for a lot of people this skin will be higher. However, I just dont really love too many of lux's skins that lean against who she is as a champion. This is the best of them that does that though, and it's one that I actually use. Its animations are gorgeous, it's got a great splash and the VA does a nice job with the new lines. I like it, just not enough to crack my top 5.
4 - Porcelain Prestige - I just like the colors and particles on this skin so much. She has nice long hair, the colors blend well, the rabbit running animation is improved. It's got everything I like about porcelain, with a better model and color pallet imo.
3 - Cosmic - I find the voice so soothing. The animations match that feeling the way she gracefully floats around just feels so angelic. So ethereal. It's a skin that just fits. It feels different from her other thematics that she's tackled, while still fitting the character. a gorgeous skin.
2 - Space Groove - I LOVE THIS SKINLINE. For so many champions in this line, this is my favorite skin for them. Rumble, Nunu, Blitz, etc. It's just really fun, it's so cute, it gives me space channel 5 vibes. It reminds me that league of legends is a game. It's fun, it's supposed to be fun, it's not asking to be more. I love it and I love how she looks in it.
1 - Battle Academia Prestige - This is it right here. I knew as soon as I saw this skin that it was my favorite. I have no idea what it'll take to dethrone it but it's there. It's got some new animations, it's got the core personality of the character at its heart, it's got some cute colors in its particle effects, it's got some long beautiful hair. It hits every right note for me. I'm glad I have it twice.

DISCLAIMER: As I've joined well into this beautiful mess I will do my best to combine historical elements and the events that have already happened which led to this duchy being created, thanks to the help of the mods and this sub. EDIT: Added some wikilinks.
COUNTRY INFORMATION On the southern side of the Po) river, east of the subsidiary Trebbia lies the city of Piancenza. Once the centre of the squabbles of the Guelphs and Ghibelline families, now it lies in the hands of Antonio Maria Pallavicino.
He is the sire of the Pallavicino family, an ancient dynasty with ties to the Obertenga lineage, who once held the Marquisate of Milan and Genoa in the 10 century. The Pallavicino's has long been the Marquisates di Busseto, and up until 1479 they controlled the Pallavicino State, consisting of Cortemaggiore, Busseto, Piancenza and extending as far as Parma. The current Pallavicinian state is the newly formed duchy of Piancenza and Busseto.
These fertile lands south of the Po are largely rural, dotted with farm steads and manors. Piancenza, Busseto and Cortemaggiore are the 'major' cities in the area. It is a land of a few tens of thousands of people, who mainly live as farmers and rural artisans, with special note of it's livestock. Small artisinal industry is present in the form of cheesemakers, who produce Grana Padano. Cortemaggiore has a mint and a small jewish community. The larger estates are mainly held by brothers and cousins of Antonio, as his father had sired many sons and had split the land between them. As the family patriarch, Antonio hopes to lead them through these times of war.
ROLEPLAY
Flanked by his elder brothers, Christoforo, Octaviano and Galeazzo, Antonio Pallavicino entered the Palazzo Comunale on the main square of Piancenza. For decades their family had seen territories lost, squabbled over between brothers, cousins and rival local families until all that was left was the Marquisate of Busseto with it's mighty fortress.
Now they finally had her back, Piancenza, their city and access to the Po. And she stood destitute.
Galeazzo scoffed "looks like the place has been ransacked by the passing armies, it'll be some time before we get things running here again". The brothers nodded as Antonio ordered his men to comb out the palazzo and every inch of the city for remaining civilians and to take stock of the cities supplies. He turned to his brother with a grin: "Still beats the state of Milan, I've heard the French have been rather busy finding every bit of gold dust from the battered ruins. We all saw what damage those cannons could do. And since the Habsburgs were defeated in Gaggiano they ran back to Alps as soon as possible. I doubt much was taken in the Austrian retreat, besides, with Papal investiture into the duchy we'll be sure to recover quickly enough."
The brothers set up desks and with the help of their servants set up the main hall to befit a duke, even if the damage to the walls had not yet been repared. The duke of Piancenza and Busseto took to his seat, and called in the first petioners. It was time to restore his grandfathers realm.

Today, I switched to Linux. Specifically Ubuntu Linux due to it being user friendly to me and I have some experience with it in the past using a Raspberry Pi 4. (Yes, I have about 5 years of experience with a raspberry pi and linux.)
Before I made the switch to Linux, I used Windows 11. Windows 11 is a great operating system, but causes performance issues on my system because I only have 8gb ram (6.9gb due to the 1.1gb ram being used for my Vega 11 igpu). The system idles at about 4gb ram with all apps closed, and this means opening a browser (like brave or edge), and a game (like Minecraft or CSGO) with discord in the background, just causes issues due to the ram being filled up to 90%.
However I attempted to switch to Ubuntu 22.10 yesterday. Didn't go so well because my computer uses a wireless adapter that probably isn't really popular. It's a Realtek Wireless Adapter 8811CU with 5ghz and 2.4ghz connectivity. There isn't much driver support and I found a few repos to help add drivers. All the repos I tested were outdated with the current kernel for Ubuntu 22.10. (Kernel is 5.19). I found one repo, but the internet connection is extremely slow. Click for repo. So I ended up going to bed that day and waited tomorrow to probably switch back to Windows or use a lighter version of Windows like tiny11.
However, today I came up with an idea to probably use an older version of Ubuntu, like an LTS release. So today I chose Ubuntu 20.04 Desktop (Kernel is 5.15 if I remember properly) and used this repository to compile. Click for repo. I rebooted my computer and my drivers worked properly with my adapter. (I could have used my Phone to tether to my PC, but I don't want to constantly connect my phone to my pc.)
Later on which is now. I installed apps, like discord, spotify, steam and Minecraft (Salwyrr client with 1gb given). I'm surprised with the results. On Windows, because the ram is 4gb on idle, and I really only have 2.9gb left (1.1gb given to the Vega igpu). On Ubuntu the ram usage is 1.6 and I used around ~3-4gb of ram in this picture. The ram isn't even full. I definitely can't get away with this on Windows. Linux has saved me from buying new computer parts just to run Ubuntu. Game performance in Minecraft is very fast and more snappy while changing windows compared to Windows. Same for CSGO, I can load into a game in about 10 seconds and start the game in about 10-20 seconds, while on Windows there can be delays due to the game not having enough ram. The picture quality in game for CSGO looks even more colorful because I can turn up my graphics more. Thanks so much linux! You squeezed more performance out of my PC and I can multitask more easily and efficient due to less resources being used. Although if there is a way to get Ubuntu 22.04 or 22.10 working with the Wifi driver, I would prefer it, however Ubuntu 20.04 works just fine and is still supported.
Edit: I was able to get this PC for a very good deal. It was on sale for $230. Windows 11 HP AMD Ryzen 5 Pro DDR4 RAM SSD - EliteDesk 705 G4 SFF Custom PC HDMI
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Gossamer Gear Mariposa, $195. Size medium. Includes additional hip belt (the one on the pack is the medium it came with), GG shoulder strap pocket, GG feedbag, and GG umbrella clamps. Tested this out on 10 or so dayhikes and love the design, except I couldn't quite get the fit right and felt shoulder pain after 10+ miles. Has a drop of sap on the top flap that you can see in the pictures, and could probably use a wash but I have no idea what the best way to wash a backpack is. Add $20 for shipping. Pics.
Garmin InReach Mini 2, $325. Used for the entirety of the PCT last year. Kept in my pack's hipbelt the entire time so never banged around on rocks, etc., just the normal wear on the unit from rubbing against other stuff, although the screen somehow looks almost like new. Battery life doesn't seem to have diminished. Works perfectly. Weighs 100g. Includes original box and stuff it came with (carabiner, cable, manual, etc.). Add $10 for shipping. Pics.
Nitecore NB10000 (x2), $80 for both, or $45 each. Used for the entirety of the PCT last year. Slept with both at night when temps were cold and capacity seems the same as when I purchased them. Tested both when I got home by charging to full, discharging phone to 0%, and charging my phone until the batteries were drained and this worked out to 1.45 charges of an iphone 12 pro max, which is what I was getting on trail and matches usable capacity calculations you can find online. Weight of both is 302g with awesome stickers :D Includes original boxes and stuff they came with, cable, manual, etc.). Add $5 for shipping. Pics.
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Title: Omori: The Dream World
In this anime, we follow the story of a young boy named Sunny, who suffers from depression and anxiety. To cope with his emotional pain, he retreats into a dream world known as Omori, where he can escape reality and live out his fantasies.
In Omori, Sunny takes on the persona of his alter ego, Omori, a brave and confident hero who sets out to explore the dream world and battle its many monsters and challenges.
Episode 1: The Beginning
The episode opens with Sunny lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and feeling overwhelmed by his emotions. Suddenly, he is transported to Omori, a colorful and whimsical dream world filled with strange creatures and magical landscapes.
In Omori, Sunny takes on the persona of his alter ego, Omori, and begins his journey through the dream world. He is accompanied by his friends, Hero, Aubrey, and Kel, who also take on personas in the dream world.
As they navigate the dream world, they encounter various challenges and obstacles, including battling monsters and solving puzzles. Sunny begins to feel a sense of purpose and fulfillment in Omori, as he is able to control his world and escape his emotional pain.
However, as they delve deeper into Omori, they begin to uncover dark secrets and hidden dangers lurking beneath the surface. The episode ends on a suspenseful note, as they encounter a powerful enemy that threatens to destroy everything they've worked for.
Overall, the first episode of Omori sets up an intriguing premise and introduces us to a fascinating and complex dream world. It leaves us wanting to know more about the characters and their journey through Omori.
Episode 2: The Battle Begins
The episode picks up where the first one left off, with Sunny and his friends facing off against a powerful enemy in Omori. The battle is intense and challenging, with the enemy unleashing a barrage of attacks that push Sunny and his friends to their limits.
Despite the odds, Sunny and his friends refuse to give up, and with a combination of strategy and teamwork, they manage to defeat the enemy. However, the victory is short-lived, as they soon discover that there are more enemies lurking in the shadows.
As they continue their journey through Omori, Sunny and his friends encounter new challenges and obstacles. They must navigate treacherous terrain, solve difficult puzzles, and battle fierce monsters, all while uncovering the secrets of the dream world.
Along the way, they also encounter other dreamers, who are struggling with their own emotional pain and seeking refuge in Omori. Sunny and his friends offer them support and guidance, knowing all too well the struggles of dealing with their own emotional pain.
As they delve deeper into Omori, they begin to realize that the dream world is not just a place to escape reality, but a place to confront their fears and overcome their emotional pain. They learn that true strength comes not from running away from their problems, but from facing them head-on.
The episode ends with Sunny and his friends facing a new challenge, as they come face-to-face with the darkness that has been lurking in the dream world all along. They must band together and use all of their skills and abilities to defeat this new threat and save Omori from destruction.
Overall, the second episode of Omori continues to build on the intriguing premise of the first episode, while also delving deeper into the emotional themes of the series. The characters are complex and relatable, and the dream world is a fascinating and unpredictable setting.
What do you think?

TW: bodily fluids current pregnancy. A cautionary tale while seeking advice😅
Hi all! As of today I am 7w3d and two days ago I was sitting on a bathroom stool gagging into the toilet when my toddler decided to burst in to see what I was doing (and also make fun of my gagging sound🙄) so I twisted my body to stop him from getting closer and that just so happened to be about the time that I violently heaved and threw up. Pretty much right after that I started experiencing some discomfort in my tailbone but nothing that was debilitating.
Of course then later on because my back was hurting I laid down, and when I went to get back up the pain was UNBEARABLE. I almost passed out and I couldn’t walk. My dad came over and took me to the ER, and I sat there while they told me that most likely it’s “round ligaments pain” but they wanted to do an ultrasound and betas to confirm my pregnancy. My little one measured exactly 7w1d with a heart rate of 149bpm (that I got to hear🤍🌈) while waiting there I was able to pop the left side of my tailbone and experienced so much relief but my right side was still unbearable…but after being in there for about 4 hours they told me there was nothing they could do for me and sent me home to wait and talk to my OB to get confirmation to see a chiropractor. Spoiler alert: I didn’t not wait. I couldn’t bend over or lift my toddler and I have 3 dogs to take care of as well as him. So I went to the chiropractor today.
He was able to pop me a few times and I feel a LOT better. It’s tolerable now but I’m still in a lot of discomfort, especially since I’m so inflamed from being out of place. I need to go back and get readjusted in a few days and I know I should use ice, but got do I wish I could take ibuprofen to help with the inflammation and pain. I’m waiting on a call from my OBGYN (I see her tomorrow for my dating scan and first prenatal appointment) to let me know if there are any anti-inflammatory OTC I could take or she could prescribe me. But do any of you know?😭
If you’ve read this far allow me to impart this wisdom, support and square your body to the toilet when throwing up and having every single ligament loosened up by pregnancy 😭😭 it hurts so much.