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Hi all,
I'm a first year interpol PhD student in the UK (Wales specifically), in a small university with an even smaller community of fellow PhD folk. One of my biggest problems I've encountered is I'm struggling to develop my ideas/thinking because there is virtually no other PhD people whose research focus is near mine, so I have no one to bounce ideas off of or to feed me inspiration. My supervisors are fine, but I'm too intimidated by them and would feel more comfortable in a group of people of a similar level/age group (I'm 24).
Don't get me wrong, I love the community I have here and everyone is so interesting to listen to, but if I start talking about my ideas, people just politely nod because they (naturally) don't really know what I'm on about.
My question is, how would I go about finding people who do similar research to me so we can discuss (online or via Zoom/Teams or whatever) what we know, what we're reading etc.?! My research (broadly) concerns US-China relations, post-Western theory, and also theory of knowledge (Eurocentrism in IR and such).
Any advice much appreciated!

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As someone who's been in the league for nearly two IRL years, it really is a great community. Everyone is willing to lend a hand to a newbie, the mods put a ton of time into running things smoothly, and there's plenty of casual activities and banter to keep things interesting.
Come join us by claiming a team in the Reddit reservation thread at NZCFL and joining the server If you have any questions, DM me, or join the server and ask in ⁠newcomers. We'll be happy to help.

Possible TW: pulling pubic hair
Hey all,
I’m struggling with this relapse into much more frequent pulling, and don’t feel very hopeful right now about getting back to a more comfortable place.
After I generally had things under control for the past several months, I’m currently nearly constantly fighting the urge to pull my pubic hair, and losing hours of time when I can’t fight the urge.
It’s really remarkable how trich can go from being so far out of your mind, to a constant open tab in your brain.
I hate the feeling of wanting to stop but not being able to. I hate worrying that I’ll get ingrowns, irritation, or infection. I hate having to confront my trich every time I sit down to use the toilet. I hate wishing that I could handle stress in my life in a more “normal” way, and wishing that I felt comfortable talking about it with my partner or close friends.
Since the main area that I pull is my pubic hair, the summer months always tend to be more difficult with shorts/swimsuits/etc. It’s embarrassing that I’ve convinced myself that I’m “allowed” to pull at my bikini line because right now I can’t afford a professional wax (which I know tends to be much more triggering somehow anyways and hasn’t been a great solution for me in the past).
I also have performances coming up, and the briefs part of one of my costumes is cut quite high up on the legs/crotch. Logically, I know that if I pull too much I’ll irritate my skin, and irritation will be WAY more visible than tiny hairs that the audience won’t even be able to see. (Along with the pain/actual health issue of damaged/irritated skin in the pubic area).
I’m so frustrated by how much real estate this is taking up inside my head. And I feel so annoyed by the intersection of “it’s normal/faijustified to want to manage my pubic hair due to this costume” and “I don’t trust myself right now to manage my pubic hair without getting out of control”.
Thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far.
Good luck to anyone else who struggles more this time of year, and to anyone else is also a performer who struggles with trich before performances.
I’m very grateful for this page and this community of support.

First off we're all in our late 20s, I (female) hate my best friend (male) we'll call him Justins girlfriend, we'll call her Anne. (She's on the autism spectrum). And no it's not because I want to be with him, I love him dearly but more like a brother. I'm happily married with a son and another kiddo on the way.
The reason I hate Anne is because she's sucking the life out of Justin. We had a cookout at my house over the Memorial Day weekend and they both were invited and the moment Justin got our of the car he just looked dead. He was unusually pale and just unhappy.
Justin is a man child, usually he's playing in the sprinkler, running around playing with the kiddos but anytime he got more than 5 feet away from Anne she just freaked so he didn't play with the kiddos and you could see they were both upset. They kept asking him to come play, giving him the water guns then running away but Anne kept shaking her head and he handed it back and sat back next to her. Anne threw a tantrum if Justin made conversation with anyone that didn't include her. (My husband and Justin were talking about Justin's old mini dirt bike that he wanted to fix up for my son now he's old enough) and demanded to know why he brought up the stupid thing again.
Anne also got pissed when Justin didn't make her plate of food. (Fucking eye roll bro) I told her that she's a grown ass woman who can make her own damn plate. Then I sent both my husband and Justin to check the smoker to see if the corn was done, Anne got pissed off when she realized glaring at me didn't work.
Justin is on the larger side and is super insecure about it. He thinks that she's the best he'll ever get because of his size but I know there's someone out there that will love his goofy self for who he is and not settle for someone who puts him down and uses him as an ATM.
He's tried ending the relationship before but she manipulated him into getting back with her. Not even Justin's mom likes Anne and Justin's mom is a sweetheart. Anne loves to gaslight and completely manipulate Justin, and I've had to talk him back from the deep end a few times because he broke down having an anxiety attack because of how Anne has made him feel, and man I hate her so much

So a few months ago in December I was in a really bad mood and so my friend, let’s call him T, invited me over to his place for some drinks and video games. My partner at the time had recently split with me and I was getting used to being alone for the first time in a long time.
He had some other friends over and one of them is a drug user, who knows everything there is to know about that type of thing. Let’s call him P. I had never met him before then and didn’t know much about that world. I smoked a bit of weed in high school but that was it.
My friend T is a stoner but that’s it. None of the people in our friend group did anything big. It was just this one person who I had never met before.
None of us were sober that night, I was drinking pretty heavily and P was high. My friend T told me he paid for an Uber for me and I was very thankful, but later on after everyone was inebriated he revealed he hadn’t actually planned on doing it. I called another friend but no one was available, so I decided to walk myself home. I live in a part of our city near where P lives, so we agreed to walk back together for safety reasons (I’m a short gay guy, and I was pretty drunk).
On the way back P ends up stopping somewhere and buying some drugs. I didn’t know what kind at the time. I wait with him for the person to bring it to him, and it was the first time I ever saw that sort of interaction, so I was scared. The guy said I was too drunk to be an undercover cop. The night gets fuzzy so I’m trying to get it all down.
Once P had what he had purchased, we made it to my place, and he asked to crash on my couch. I reluctantly agreed, but I was embarrassed by the mess that was my place.
He didn’t mind, and so we had one last round of beers and watched the end of a Harry Potter movie on tv, and that’s the last I remember. I woke up on the couch with him on the floor in front of me.
I was a little hungover but other than that it was a normal morning. I took a shower and by the time I was out he was gone. It was a little after ten so I made breakfast and tried to calm down.
I found a bag of powder he left on the floor near where he slept. It was a light brown and there was only a little bit there. I picked it up and planned on calling him to tell him. I went to work at one and got home after ten.
When I got home I found the bag because I had forgotten. I was in a pretty shit mood and my curiosity got the better of me. I’ve seen movies so the things I did that night were honestly embarrassing. I took a plastic straw from my kitchen and cut off the end. I dumped the powder onto my counter and lined it up using a Dunkin’ Donuts gift card. I thought long and hard, but I guess not enough, because I snorted it using the fucking end of the straw, and sat down at the table, cradling my head.
At first I felt nothing. I sat there for what must’ve been fifteen minutes just surprised. And then I stood up.
I think the moment I stood up was potentially the greatest moment of my life, when it hit me all at once, and I just stood in awe, complete euphoria, the greatest peace, I can’t even describe it. I had no pain, no worry, no sorrow, only pleasure. I laid down on the couch and soaked it all up. It was the greatest feeling ever.
I fell asleep not long after and honestly I hate myself for it. I should’ve stayed awake to appreciate and savor every second. The best feeling in my life and I slept through it.
I felt fine waking up but I called P to tell him what I did. I was preparing to pay him however much he wanted, but when we talked he wasn’t concerned about money. He was concerned about my health. Said it was fucking heroin, and how stupid I was for just snorting a powder I found on my floor, and especially not for telling him I was doing it. He basically yelled at me because he said I could’ve overdosed since I’m not used to it. I asked him if he had any more and he lost his shit at me, telling me I was ruining my life and shit. I was just in shock, because my friend T never seemed like the type to associate with a heroin junkie, and it wasn’t what I was preparing for. I don’t know what I had been thinking it was. Something more tame.
P refused to help me out and after talking to another friend I decided I wasn’t going to try to get high again, because I was afraid I’d hurt myself.
About a week and a half later I was babysitting my niece while my sister and her wife were out overnight. After my niece was in bed I was making myself a place to sleep and found a safe in the linen closet. I didn’t think. I just started to try to open it. And it was their wedding anniversary so it was easy to get into it. Inside they had a bunch of stuff, but I ignored the cash (like an idiot) and found a pill bottle of OxyContin, with my sister in law’s name on it. I opened it to nineteen pills, and took them all. I locked the safe back up with the pill bottle, now empty, still inside.
I hate the fact that I did this. But since it’s anonymous here, I’m telling the truth. One place I don’t have to lie.
The next day I snorted two pills and saw stars. It wasn’t quite as amazing as the first time with heroin, but it was pretty fucking spectacular. But I knew I only had a small amount so I focused on getting heroin.
I went back to the spot where P got heroin that night. I stood out in the snow for a few hours, checking my phone and playing stupid, before giving up. But my feet still hurt from it.
I called P and asked to meet him for lunch. Maybe he suspected something because he brought T along as well. We went to a nice restaurant where it was impossible for me to casually ask where to find heroin around. But I had become completely obsessive. It was the only thing that mattered to me anymore.
So I just asked. In front of T and the entire restaurant. “How do I contact that man we met” or something as cryptic and pathetic as that.
P gave me a phone number and I finally felt relieved.
I’ve been texting this man, call him L, for months now. I never had guessed how expensive it would be. I’m on top of it, like I don’t think my boss or my sister suspects anything. I’m managing to pay for it but I don’t have money for much else. I had to stop drinking coffee in the mornings and shit like that.
Looking back it’s actually so insane how this happened. I know it’s crazy. I had a moral code that I believed in that I threw out the window just to chase that feeling I had in December. That one goddamn feeling where they only thing that mattered was the pleasure.
I know it’s a problem but I can’t tell anyone in my real life because I know how scared they’d be. It sounds worse than it is. You hear heroin and you think the worst but I think I have it under control. I’m just disgusted with myself for lying and stealing.
Am I crazy, though? For thinking I can do this? Because it really feels like I can. It honestly feels like fate that I found it that night. It’s the only thing that makes me feel okay. The only thing. And if it kills me in the long run I guess I don’t really care because it gave me new life.

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As someone who's been in the league for nearly two IRL years, it really is a great community. Everyone is willing to lend a hand to a newbie, the mods put a ton of time into running things smoothly, and there's plenty of casual activities and banter to keep things interesting.
Come join us by claiming a team in the Reddit reservation thread at NZCFL and joining the server If you have any questions, DM me, or join the server and ask in ⁠newcomers. We'll be happy to help.

Sorry for the long post! I (25f) moved into a new apartment 3 months ago. It is a large duplex - I live in the basement suite and the main/2nd floors are a separate suite. My upstairs neighbour S (mid-30's f) has been making my life very difficult ever since I moved in.
Some context: I've lived with roommates before, but this is my first time living on my own and I adopted a 2-year-old cat named Lucy when I moved into this apartment. S is a single mom with two young kids. I hear her yelling at her kids, swearing at them, and the kids crying nearly every day. S has a front door to the house with a doorbell camera, but there is also a side door that we both use to access our suites. I have the breaker box for the house in my apartment, so anytime a breaker flips (which happens semi-regularly), either myself or the landlord has to manually flip it at the breaker. All the fuses are labelled so we know which is which. One day shortly after I moved in, she had a breaker flip and came down to my apartment door, banging on it and asking me to let her in to flip the breaker. She noticed my cat's food dish and toys and asked if I had a cat. When I said yes, she was annoyed, saying "That's why my kids have been so f-ing sick since you moved in! They're allergic!" (We live in a pet-friendly building, and she has two dogs).
When I was having my wifi installed, she came down to complain that the wifi tech parked in her spot, demanding that he move immediately. She angrily told me that he should never have parked in her spot when I "didn't have permission" to allow him. He parked there of his own accord and I had no idea since he just showed up at my door. There were a couple of other times she came to my apartment to flip the breaker, with no major issues.
Now to the issue at hand! A couple of days ago, I got home after work, and within 5 minutes she was banging on my apartment door and yelling at me to stop messing with her. Through the door I asked her what she meant, saying I had no idea what she was talking about. She said her power was out again and to just turn it back on, then she went back to her apartment. I was very confused but looked at the breaker box and saw that all the switches were in the right position. A few minutes later, she came back and was even angrier. I opened my door so she could look at the breaker box herself thinking it would calm her down. It did the opposite. She started yelling saying she didn't know what she ever did to make me mess with her, why couldn't I just leave her alone...When I said I never touched the power and was not doing anything to her, she began yelling in my face. She called me a liar, saying that she had cameras and saw when I come or leave the house. She said if I didn't stop messing with her power, I would be sorry. She flipped all her breakers off and back on, then she left.
I immediately emailed my landlord describing what had happened. She called to apologize but said she was confused. She had instructed S to call her if she had power issues, so why was she coming to me? I mentioned it had happened before and the landlord told me that she would remind S not to come to me. After informing the landlord of the other interactions with her, she instructed me not to open the door and to call the police if S came down and would not leave me alone. Over the next few days, I felt more and more on edge and unsafe about the situation. So I emailed my landlord again saying that I felt unsafe and if S thought I was still messing with her, I was worried she would escalate and do something drastic. I said that because of how unsafe I felt, I was going to start looking for a new apartment, and hoped that they would allow me to break my lease without the penalties (2 months' rent) that were outlined in my lease agreement. Apparently, since S had not physically harmed me and I had no actual proof of what had happened, it was her word against mine. So if I decided to break my lease, I would have to pay the full penalty.
I cannot afford to move AND have to pay the fine, so what should I do?

TW
I have a solid plan to die without making it look like it's self inflicted because i dont want to make people feel guilty but my sh scars is ruining my plan. Nobody knows about the scars all over my thighs and i want to keep it that way. It's ridiculous how this is the only thing that prevents me from killing myself.
I'd appreciate some kind words so i wont act up on some intrusive thoughts that i've been getting these days. That is, "accidentally" burning my scars with acid. I just want these lines of scars gone.

Beginner, 17M. I’m a self taught javascript coder (3 months) and want to pick up some passion projects on my break. I would like to create a simple and functional game like crosswords or hangman. Which project should I start first in terms of difficulty? Any advice on how to program the hangman drawing part using html? I’ll have my mates have a go at the game and the words/ phrases will be personal to us. I think it will be great fun for us. Chats would be great and I’d appreciate if I could have a look at some past projects to give me pointers.
cheers

So I went to a commercial casting call today for a household name shampoo. If I got the gig it would be a really big deal.
there were several panelists and 2 of them really liked my look. one of them even asked me who I thought I looked like and I said I didnt know and she said the name of a movie star (many people say this as I resemble her)
instead of being gracious and accepting the compliment I deflected it to the girl next to me by saying she looked like another famous movie star ( tbh she didnt it was the she had dark hair and pale skin - that was where the comparison ended but I was being the good polite girl uugghh!)
I literally saw the panelist faces fall and all of a sudden the atmosphere turned icy. this other girl meanwhile took it and started blabbing about how everyone says that and also that she looks like this other model too and another one when her hair is blonde etc, whilst simultaneously putting me down---- basically self promoting herself which is the correct thing to do because this is literally the business of self-promotion!
long story short, I didnt get out through but she did.
FML! I literally hate my middle class, polite self and my stupid life! All those weeks I spent in the gym getting myself physically ready but my mindset is nowhere near on par.
would really appreciate advice on how to self-promote myself and not help competitors in similar situations again.

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So. I got therapy! I'm super happy! Yesterday was my first day and it wasnt really anything besides asking me questions. She asked if I did self harm and I said no because I chickened out + she said she'd have to tell my parents if I did. The thing is, I want to tell my therapist I self harm, but I missed my good chance because I'm a chicken.
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What do I do??

This evening my partner was showing me something on his phone. He clicked out of the tabs and on another tab I saw a list in his notes. I didn’t register what it was at first until I realised it’s a list of my flaws/negative moments eg included ‘tone of voice’, my friend’s wedding (when we had an argument) and Budapest (again when we had an argument).
I feel really hurt by seeing this. I feel like he’s storing up these resentments against me and the list includes things where I’ve taken accountability and apologised. I also feel like writing a list of the bad points about someone is what you do when you leave a relationship to stay strong (not something you should do when you’re in one). Imo it’s like a self-preservation thing.
Im also really annoyed that I only saw 3 things from a long list and now it’s playing on my mind what else could be on there.
He has apologised but I’m not sure where we go from here.
I guess I’m just interested in what people make of this/what I should do now?

Hi, so I'm 17m. I've been depressed (on and off + among other things) since I was 11. I'm not formally diagnosed but I'm 90% sure as I have been close to suicide, have self-harmed, etc.
I'm from the UK and because of the options available to me, I would go to my GP to start getting mental health help. Because of my circumstances, this is going to have to happen during school holidays (either today tomorrow the day after or in about a month). I was fully prepared to do this and get up at 7:50am ready to call in and get my appointment, but I don't know if I can anymore.
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I was thinking about why I was so reluctant to get an appointment, so I started reading online at a few of the reasons why, and none of them seem to fit. But I think it's more that I've been depressed (and hated my body etc etc not relevant to this) for such a large portion of my life that I don't know if I'd be the same person if I weren't depressed. And I don't want to change.
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I don't know if anyone has ever gone through the same thing as this, but if anyone could give some form of advice it would be great, as I know I need help I just cannot physically bring myself to do it.

Me and my buddy are doing a cross country road trip in the US starting next week and I’ve been studying up on bear safety a lot since we’ll be in grizzly territory for at least part of our trip (Montana is the main spot I’m ‘worried’ about)
For on the trail, we have bear spray and both watched a lecture from a biologist with an expertise in bear behavior on what to do in a bear encounter to prevent an attack and how to avoid encounters entirely. We both have bear spray as well.
Does anyone have any advice however on what to do OFF the trail? Obviously we’ll end hiking for the day at some point and set up camp, in the same territory. I know the obvious things, such as set up the 100 yard bear triangle, don’t sleep in clothes you cooked in, and don’t go to the bathroom near your sleeping area, but what else is there?
Where do we put our backpacks at night? While our food and smellables will in theory be 100 yards away in a canister, our backpacks CARRY that food and those smellables, so should we keep our backpacks WITH our bear canister? What is the proper procedure if a bear finds it way into our campsite at night? Sometimes, a trails terrain may make it very difficult to set up that 100 yard triangle without difficulty (I.e very steep terrain with only small and infrequent flat areas for camping)… what do we do when properly setting up this triangle is hard or seemingly ‘impossible’? Any other advice that we should know prior to starting?

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As someone who's been in the league for nearly two IRL years, it really is a great community. Everyone is willing to lend a hand to a newbie, the mods put a ton of time into running things smoothly, and there's plenty of casual activities and banter to keep things interesting.
Come join us by claiming a team in the Reddit reservation thread at NZCFL and joining the server If you have any questions, DM me, or join the server and ask in ⁠newcomers. We'll be happy to help.

Earlier today I (18f) saw my brother (16m), let’s call him Jake for the sake of privacy, eating Tim Horton's despite the fact that my mother (48f) told him to lay off on the restaurant food because it is expensive and he's draining his bank account on restaurant food because he's too lazy to make his own lunches. When I told him that if he didn't lay off the restaurant food, I'd tell mom, Jake threatened to dump his Orange Crush on my hair. (He often threatens me when I don't do what he likes).
I laugh it off and go get my stuff at my locker for my next class and very discreetly text my mother about the Tim's I saw him eat. My mother softly scolded me for stooling Jake, saying that it wasn't necessary.
Come dinner time, we are sitting at the table and my mother casually tells Jake that she's heard that he went to Tim Horton's for lunch. He tried to lie as he always does, but it fails. Jake as a massive spending issue and he needs to have his expenses monitored so he doesn't become broke and have nothing to pay his tuition with so mom brings up that she saw that he bought something at the gas station (gas station is near the Tim Horton's) and he starts screeching at her which is usually a good indication that he's lying about something.
My mother calmly tells Jake that about a month or so ago, he told me that I should respect the rules even if I don't like them. Jake angrily proclaims that she just wants him to be dehydrated because heaven forbid he be called out on his spending issues and storms off.
He's still sulking in the basement and I feel like I've created more issues within the family by speaking up. So I turn to you, fair Redditors, AITA for telling my mother that Jake went to a restaurant despite being told not to?

Wasn't it weird that Midnight Oil became such a global commercial success? I came across "Big Sky Mine" today and it was like...Australian folk music with late 80's power pop guitars and...a... harmonica. WTF? And I was kind of into it! Full disclosure, I was not fully clean and sober at the time. (It's my day off and after lunch, okay? STOP NAGGING, MOTHER.)
Midnight Oil - Blue Sky Mine
It's always interesting/weird to me when bands get huge commercial success with songs that are like CAPITALISM SUCKS. I certainly hear songs like this differently than I did when they were new and I was an unemployed child. I'm not going to claim that my job is anywhere near "miner" on the difficulty scale, but still: "the sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine" in-fucking-DEED.

Years ago I went to a therapist and I remember her saying that my insecurity and feelings of low self-worth largely came from my father leaving the family when I was 21. (He moved out state, divorced my mother in a horrible way, and wanted nothing to do with my siblings or me, after years of him being mean and/or absent.) I ended up not going back to therapy because of financial constraints, so we never delved into it too much. Now I'm 40 and have feelings of INTENSE insecurity (more so than before) which is affecting my everyday life. I can't speak to a person (stranger, friend, neighbor, co-worker, boss) without feeling like they think I'm stupid/ugly/boring. I recently went out of town to a wedding and the entire weekend felt everyone at the welcome party / rehearsal dinner / wedding thought I was terrible in some way.)
My question: How does a father leaving the family relate to these feelings? I feel like if I understand that a bit more, I can make myself feel better for now. I'm not in a great place right now. (I fully intend to get back into therapy, but the past few days have been very difficult, hence coming here.)

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As someone who's been in the league for nearly two IRL years, it really is a great community. Everyone is willing to lend a hand to a newbie, the mods put a ton of time into running things smoothly, and there's plenty of casual activities and banter to keep things interesting.
Come join us by claiming a team in the Reddit reservation thread at NZCFL and joining the server If you have any questions, DM me, or join the server and ask in ⁠newcomers. We'll be happy to help.

my dads cat (moki), is gonna be staying at my moms house for about a month. her and my other cat, pepper (who lives permanently at my moms house) never really got along. it's been a few days since moki's been here and she's acting perfectly fine. however, pepper has been acting really aggressive towards not just her, but me as well. every time i try to get near her now or pet her, she begins to growl and occasionally hiss at me. for now the cats are separated but i just don't know how to calm pepper down and get her to stop attacking me and moki. please give advice!