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Hi, i took a lot of full and detailed different quizz about autism, which one it can be, how to get it diagnosed, how it works, etc. A therapist told me when i was 14yo that i was maybe autistic, but i never thought about it. I just always knew a lot of things are different for me. For exemple, i started talking at 4yo with 1000 words in advance, when the average is already 1000. I learned english at 6 years old, enough to understand, and at 9 i could speak the bare minimum. Always been bullied, and so on. My IQ is 147, i am 40NT/188ND on aspie quizz(you need 30points or higher appart minimum), 198 on raads-r(65 or higher), 38 on ASQ(26 and higher), 164 camouflage(100 and higher)..
What do you think about this ? I am wasting my time crying over my disabilities? Should i try being the next elon musk?
I always think that i waste my time. But i can’t seem to do anything, and my physical/psychological condition is too much to bare.

Sorry mods, had to repost because the title was worded weird. I'll try to keep this concise, but it's a doozy.
My girlfriend (38F) and I (30M) have been dating for about a year. A month before we started dating, she announced to her friends and I that 1) she divorced her husband (37M) and 2) she had been diagnosed with a very early stage 1 cancer, and would be getting surgery ASAP.
We started dating at a very cautious pace given everything going on. She made me promise to let her handle her health situation on her own. She was really anxious to get the surgery and be "done with the whole thing."
A few months into our relationship, I went on a business trip. The second day in, she called me to tell me that she called the surgeon's office and bumped the surgery up from weeks away to the next day. I lost it. I was supposed to be gone for another two days, which means no one would be home to help her post-op. I moved my schedule around and booked a (very expensive) flight for the next morning, so I could at least see her a few hours after the surgery. She paid for my flight, apologizing profusely.
I came home and found her resting in bed with a bandage. We followed the orders she'd been given about not moving around too much, what to eat, and so on. I took care of her as she recovered over the next 48 hours. Did all the house chores, took care of her dog, comforted her.
Fast forward to now. We've spent almost 24/7 together since then, growing and nurturing our relationship, family planning, and all that. The cancer became a distant memory. I know a year isn't a very long time, but I was pretty sure I was going to marry her if things continued on this trajectory. I'm Autistic, and she's the only partner who's ever "gotten me" and helped me as I struggle with stupid stuff like loud alarms or certain foods.
Lately, something wasn't sitting right with me about the surgery the more I thought about it. For one thing, the person that supposedly drove my girlfriend to/from the hospital was someone I'd never met, and had texted me through my girlfriend's phone—rather than their own—to let me know she was okay. She was also incredibly shy about her scar. Above all, her surgeon was apparently a family friend from way out of state, who had flown over to do the operation. But knowing her and all the crazy shit she's been through, I chalked it up as another one of her wild serendipitous adventures.
I pressed her about the surgery as gently as I could over the past month. She would clam up anytime I brought it up, but said it was because of how traumatic the experience was. The damning thing was that she couldn't provide me with any proof that the surgery happened besides her scar. She said she'd lost the medical records, and since we'd switched insurance, she couldn't find them from her old provider.
After pushing and pushing, sleuthing around, doubting myself, and verging on paranoia, I sat her down and told her I didn't believe her, but that I wasn't angry and just wanted to know why she faked it. She came clean.
Turns out that a year before we met, her then-husband did some really shitty things at a public networking event that she was part of. One of the guests was a writer for a large newspaper, and gave her notice that he was publishing an exposé on her inability to keep her husband under control and how she wasn't fit to do her job, et cetera. From what she tells me, it was a damning article because of how many witnesses there were. Her field is super fickle about reputation; the story would've ruined her.
So in collaboration with her ex-husband, she decided that the only way to dissuade them from publishing the article would be to throw a curveball. So they spread the rumor that she had been diagnosed with cancer— one that she'd actually already had as a child, hence the scar (which you couldn't see unless you looked for it). Her ex promised to let the lie die with him, especially because it was his fuck-up that sprouted the exposé.
By the time we met, the lie was already in motion, and it worked. The article didn't get published, and everyone felt sorry for her. Her hope was that she would fake the surgery, tell everyone she was okay, and lay it to rest. And that's exactly what happened.
The one wrench in her plan was that the two of us met and started dating in the middle of it. She was so guilty and terrified of letting the truth get out to anyone, and kept it from me even after the fact until I finally pushed her to fess up.
While I understand that she and her ex were doing what they thought was the only option to keep their jobs, I do resent her for the emotional turmoil she put me through and for letting me take care of her when she hadn't actually had cancer in the first place. I told her, "I can't imagine telling a lie like that and not having the guilt eat me alive," and she said, "It did. Every day." But not enough to tell me, I guess.
That was two days ago. I asked for time to process. She's been crying non-stop but still trying to support me, answering any and every question I have, and reassuring me that whatever decision I make, she'll understand. She says she genuinely wanted to bury that lie with her past, but it overlapped with this chapter, that she was terrified that if I knew I would expose her, and that she'll regret the way she hurt me for the rest of her life.
I'm in therapy already and will be ramping up my sessions. At my therapist's recommendation, she booked a consult with a specialist in trauma/borderline personality disorder. She starts treatment next week. I'm still feeling a mixed bag of betrayal, anger, sadness, and relief.
Despite everything that's happened, I don't want to leave her. At the same time, I don't want this to be a "fool me twice" situation. What else has she lied about that I haven't sniffed out? What's to keep her from pulling a stunt like this again? I've suspected that she's had BPD for a while now, and I do genuinely believe that she's a victim of the circumstances of her past and needs help. I just need help figuring out whether or not I'm capable of being a potential casualty in the process, or if I think I can be firm enough about my boundaries going forward and find it in myself to forgive her— IF she gets help.
Tl;dr Girlfriend maintained a lie about a diagnosis that she'd started before we met. She finally came clean, and I have to decide whether or not to call off the relationship. Gentle advice appreciated— I'm a bit of a wreck.

Well, I've heard if Cisco Easter Eggs, but this is a weird one.
I work at a local ISP for my region, and we have one of our employees working on getting the hardware ready for infrastructure upgrades. One of the devices he's working on is a Catalyst 3750.
Well, he sent us a copy of the startup config file and most of it is this strange conspiracy story.
Has anyone seen anything like this before?

POST: CPU MIC register Tests : Begin
POST: CPU MIC register Tests : End, Status Passed
POST: PortASIC Memory Tests : Begin
POST: PortASIC Memory Tests : End, Status Passed
POST: CPU MIC interface Loopback Tests : Begin
POST: CPU MIC interface Loopback Tests : End, Status Passed
POST: PortASIC RingLoopback Tests : Begin
POST: PortASIC RingLoopback Tests : End, Status Passed
Waiting for Stack Master Election...
POST: PortASIC CAM Subsystem Tests : Begin
POST: PortASIC CAM Subsystem Tests : End, Status Passed
POST: No Cable found on stack port 1
POST: No Cable found on stack port 2
POST: PortASIC Stack Port Loopback Tests : Begin
POST: PortASIC Stack Port Loopback Tests : End, Status Passed
POST: PortASIC Port Loopback Tests : Begin
POST: PortASIC Port Loopback Tests : End, Status Passed
Election Complete
Switch 1 booting as Master
Waiting for Port download...Complete
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cisco WS-C3750G-12S (PowerPC405) processor (revision R0) with 131072K bytes of memory.
Processor board ID CAT1125ZKHZ
Last reset from power-on
1 Virtual Ethernet interface
12 Gigabit Ethernet interfaces
The password-recovery mechanism is enabled.
512K bytes of flash-simulated non-volatile configuration memory.
Base ethernet MAC Address : 00:1C:B0:2F:D1:00
Motherboard assembly number : 73-9678-07
Power supply part number : 341-0048-03
Motherboard serial number : CAT11255C25
Power supply serial number : LIT11140GE6
Model revision number : R0
Motherboard revision number : B0
Model number : WS-C3750G-12S-E
System serial number : CAT1125ZKHZ
Top Assembly Part Number : 800-26634-04
Top Assembly Revision Number : A0
Version ID : V06
CLEI Code Number : CNM81W0GRB
Hardware Board Revision Number : 0x06
Switch Ports Model SW Version SW Image
* 1 12 WS-C3750G-12S 12.2(55)SE10 C3750-IPSERVICESK9-M
This message serves as a warning to the US government that they cannot get away ^with having their own citizens
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stalked, kidnapped, tortured, brain damaged and murdered by foreign intelligence ^ agencies .
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Request an investigation by the German government and the Council of Europe!
^
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Location of Turkish President Erdogan's illegal black site for terror suspects i ^n G ermany: 48.345941, 12.137753
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Is the CIA stalking and murdering ISIS terror suspects?
^
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Microwave weapons, group stalking and harassment ("gangstalking"), neurotoxins, ^hitmen, an illegal Turkish black site, Delta Force, and an airport kidnapping: A
true story
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QUOTES
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"If you were in the US, the CIA would just shoot you, we are nice so we will ^ commit you to a hospital instead" - Turkish police officer
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"When you get deported to the US, don't piss off the CIA officers like you d ^id with Erdogan (the Turkish president)" - Man at KBO Taufkirchen Station A2
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"The doctors here are trying to protect us from the psychos up at the top" - ^ Woman a t KBO Taufkirchen Station A2
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"You're lucky that the Turks got you first. With the Germans it would have b ^een wors e. The Turks usually don't kill" - Woman at KBO Taufkirchen Station A2
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NOTES
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Anyone with access to Europol or INTERPOL should be able to confirm that the ^ FBI se nt out a request/warning in 2017. You might not be able to view the detai
ls of this request unless you have the right handling code/password
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Nothing shows up for my name when it's searched in Law Enforcement Enterpris ^e Port al (LEEP). This is deliberate as the FBI is hiding my records to cover up
the terrorism investigation and everything else.
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The Federal Criminal Police Office (Bundeskriminalamt) and Bavarian State Po ^lice bo th refuse to start an investigation due to political reasons, despite the
fact that many other people, mostly Turkish citizens, were kidnapped within Ger
many by fake po
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ice and brain damaged at the black site.
^
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I (John Erin Binns / CIA code name RAVEN) have been an ISIS terror suspect since ^ 2017.
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It began when an FBI Confidential Human Source whom I met online (Azaiah Crosswh ^ite / moda) gave my Skype account to his handler. The FBI then sent an administr
ative subpoena to Microsoft and obtained my email address, which I had previousl
y reused on my
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S passport application in 2016. An alert was also sent through the Europol Infor ^mation System to 16 countries in Europe stating that I was a terror suspect.
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On October 11, 2017, Arthur Gong from the US Department of Homeland Security int^errogated me about allegedly travelling to Latakia, Syria while I was waiting to
board a flight from London Heathrow Airport to Chicago Airport. When my plane l
anded in Chicag
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, I was flagged for secondary screening (See Exhibit A) and asked more questions^. My citizen ship was questioned, and the CBP officer got angry after I told him
that not answering his questions doesn't make me inadmissible to the US.
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In early 2018, I left the United States and moved to Turkey. Soon after, strange ^ things s tarted happening to me. Kenneth Currin Schuchman (Nexus Zeta), a dual F
BI/CIA informant who was given a pound of heroin by federal agents to inform on
me, attempted t
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entrap me on child pornography and terrorism charges while I was drunk.
^
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Schuchman tried persuading me into buying Stinger missiles and guns from a Tor w ^ebsite wh ich would be shipped in "xray proof boxes" (those don't even exist) to
my location. When that failed, he tried getting me to open a website which likel
y had exploit c
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de on it (he specifically told me to open it in Chrome) and then told me that he ^ knew of some good "Tor porn sites". When I asked him what type of porn was on t
hese websites, Schuchman replied that they contained child porn.
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Then, Schuchman told me in a call that Dingle/Drake/Logan Shwydiuk was going to ^come to my house and kill me, and asked me what I'd do if he came to my house. I
was drunk at the time, and I told Schuchman that I'd kill Shwydiuk. I suspect t
hat Schuchman w
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s recording this call for the FBI so that they could use it as evidence against ^me in a fabricated terrorism investigation.
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Around this time, I noticed that two Western males wearing white shirts and sung ^lasses wou ld frequently visit an apartment building behind the one I live in.
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Several days after I reported Schuchman to the DEA for selling heroin and right ^after he t ried entrapping me on computer fraud charges, he was indicted in the D
istrict of Alaska.
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That's when the harassment started...
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My phone was hacked by Turkish intelligence/MIT using some type of 0-click SMS R ^CE and GPS tracking spyware was planted on it. My phone's GPS feature would turn
on without my consent, and several minutes later, a flash mob of "street thugs"
would be block
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ng the sidewalk and shouting death threats at me. Sometimes, they'd just walk up ^ to me hold ing their cell phone in one hand and screaming death threats at the s
ame time. (Street theateGangstalking)
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I received more death threats than I can count, probably close to 100 from diffe ^rent sta lkers over the course of a few months.
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Now about the Western males: I saw them wearing night vision goggles on several ^occasions, they'd constantly harass me and illegally surveil me on Turkish terri
tory up until I called the police.
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Harassment from CIA contractors:
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I woke up and a male was pointing a microwave oven with the door removed at ^my sl eeping body from my neighbor's balcony. I was actually half-awake with my e
yes open and I could see the guy bringing the oven out onto the balcony and plug
ging it into an
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extension cable. Another time, somebody pointed a microwave oven magnetron with ^a metal ho rn at my body to shock me (I saw this as well). The neighbor was on va
cation and the men were not authorized to be in that unit, so they likely broke
in using lockpi
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king equipment.
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A red laser pointer was shined into my room using a gun scope from my neighb ^or's first floor unit. I went out onto my balcony and saw a guy doing this. When
the guy saw me, he quickly closed the blinds and started laughing. The unit was
being renovate
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at the time and the men were not authorized to be there.
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A microwave weapon was pointed at my head which caused me to black out momen ^taril y and see white flashes of light. The same device would cause me to feel ex
tremely paranoid and make my heart rate speed up. I remember that it had buttons
and a cord. It
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was about the size of a small desktop computer.
^
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Somebody was pointing a laser microphone at my bedroom window from the same ^first f loor unit. I was in a telephone call with someone else, and Azaiah Crossw
hite started repeating parts of this conversation back to me over Snapchat as an
intimidation/g
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slighting tactic. Crosswhite also got private pictures from my bedroom and poste ^d them on h is Snapchat story.
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Window/door slamming: This would happen constantly whenever I was in my bedr ^oom or o ut on my balcony. Sometimes one of the guys would slam a window/door and
microwave me right after it happened.
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Sabotage: The phone lines in my apartment building and the entrance door cab ^le wer e both cut.
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Use of pulsed energy projectile weapons: I saw one of the guys holding a gun ^-shap ed device, when he fired it, a ball of energy came out of the weapon and ma
de the windows in my bedroom shake.
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Information: The microwave weapons that are used by intelligence agencies to ^day co nsist of: a millimeter wave amplifier, a transmitter with extremely low fr
equency amplitude modulation, batteries, and a horn antenna/waveguide. Using dif
ferent modulati
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n frequencies, effects such as tachycardia, panic attacks, epileptic seizures, p ^aranoia, REM sleep can be induced. They are the perfect tool for covert harassme
nt as they leave no trace. See Exhibit B for a picture of a microwave weapon.
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Azaiah Crosswhite would make comments over Discord such as "[the CIA] are going ^to send me a copy of your destruction video", "your name is Cock Sucker", and "y
our code name is RAVEN". He'd also encourage me to murder the people who were ha
rassing me, go
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n a mass shooting spree, or commit suicide.
^
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These are all goals of the government stalking program which I was a victim of, ^according t o an article by Julianne McKinney, who is a former US army intelligen
ce officer and member of the Association of National Security Alumni. See: https
://www.bibliote
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apleyades.net/sociopolitica/esp_sociopol_mindcon28.htm .
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I called the police a few days before July 1, 2019. When the officers came, one ^of them s aid that I "talk too much" and that I should "keep [my] mouth shut".
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Then, intense microwave harassment started. I would hear footsteps in the unit a ^bove mine a nd my sleep would be disrupted due to the weapon that Turkish intelli
gence was using on me.
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On July 1, 2019, a man I didn't know started asking me questions such as "If som^ebody was ca ught selling illegal alcohol, what political party would that person
be from?". He also made comments implying that I had been under surveillance by
Turkish intell
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gence for a while, and warned me that the Turkish government had prepared a trap^ for me.
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Several minutes later, an elderly man from my neighborhood named Ozkan came and ^asked me i f I was the "exit/cikis". (exit/cikis is a term for the illegal killin
g of a terrorist by Turkish intelligence). He took me to his apartment and told
me to visit Kon
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k Ferry Station. I went to Bostanli Ferry Station and boarded a ferry to Konak. ^After the ferry started going to Konak, I overheard 3 men in a row near me talki
ng about how they were hired to kill me and that they'd dump my body in the ocea
n because I was
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allegedly an ISIS member.
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Once the ferry arrived at Konak, I immediately got a random person to dial 112 a^nd faked hav ing medical problems. An ambulance came to the ferry station, and I
was taken to Alsancak Nevvar Salih Isgoren Hospital. I told the emergency room d
octors that the
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e was nothing wrong with me, they ran my ID card through the emergency room comp ^uter, and my name came up as a wanted terrorist.
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I overheard the doctors talking about the fact that Azaiah Crosswhite's name cam ^e up on t he emergency room computers and that my name was changed to "Cock Sucke
r" in some type of database which they had access to.
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Police lights shined into the emergency room and I heard sirens as around 5 poli ^ce cars came to the hospital along with Turkish intelligence. I was given 2 inje
ctions of haldol, and a guy next to my bed who worked for Turkish intelligence c
alled somebody
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n his cell phone whom he referred to as "Erdogan". Maybe it was the Turkish pres ^ident? I don't know..
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The doctors kept me in the hospital until the next morning and I was then releas ^ed.
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Several days later, I was in Gultepe, Konak, at a relative's house, and people w ^ere firing gunshots into the air while somebody would use a microwave weapon to
make me feel like my head was going to explode. I saw people on a nearby rooftop
, they had guns
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(which they were constantly firing) and camouflage clothing. Whenever I'd get mi^crowaved, my phone would lose cell service and the camera would blur.
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While this was happening, I tried to contact somebody I barely knew who worked a^t the US Dep artment of Justice for help.
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As soon as I had a mental breakdown due to the constant gunfire and microwaving, ^ the gunfir e and microwave attacks immediately stopped. Two street thugs then at
tacked me (I believe that Turkish intelligence paid them money to do this) and p
revented me fro
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going home in a taxi.
^
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I called the police and they came rather quickly. When one of the police officer ^s looked up the information on my ID card through a mobile app on his phone, he
saw something in the police database. I was told by a Turkish police officer: "I
f you were in t
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e US, the CIA would just shoot you, we are nice so we will take you to a hospita ^l instea d". Fortunately, there were no beds available at the local hospital so I
was allowed to go home in a taxi.
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After I went home, the microwave harassment continued, and I went to Cesme a few ^ days later . The harassment continued there as well.
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I decided that I had to leave the country as the Turkish secret services were ag ^gressive ly pursuing me. On July 6, 2019, I boarded flight PC1019 from Sabiha Gok
cen Airport to Munich Airport. About 30 minutes after my flight took off, I noti
ced that the ma
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e and female in the row behind my seat were talking about me. The female was say ^ing that i t was sad that they had to kill me with a poison needle and that my re
al name wasn't given to them by MIT for security reasons. I immediately notified
a cabin crew m
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mber of their plot, and I was taken to another seat.
^
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The cabin crew member assured me that the German police had been notified, but o ^nce the pla ne landed, she grabbed me by my arm and told me to listen to my mothe
r while warning me not to contact the German police. I believe that she was affi
liated with MIT
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I gave a member of the Bundespolizei (immigration police) a piece of paper expla ^ining tha t I was being harassed with a microwave gun by Turkish intelligence, bu
t I was not given the opportunity to tell the Bundespolizei my full story. A fak
e Bavarian Stat
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Police officer then came and took me past immigration to the police station. I ^was pu t in a cell, and I noticed that all of the "officers" were speaking Turkis
h, ALL of them. I strongly suspect that an insider within the police force let T
urkish intellig
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nce into the station. I don't know if that insider is the commissar or someone e ^lse.
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One of them was calling me stupid in Turkish, and they were all discussing what ^they should do with me. "Ausganging"/killing me was discussed as an option, but
the fake police eventually decided to send me to a mental hospital. I was given
some forms to s
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gn, and I had no idea where I was being taken at the time. I signed the paperwor^k as I didn' t want to get ausganged/killed. I then heard the fake police discuss
ing in Turkish that I was lucky to be going to a mental hospital, as they usuall
y kill ISIS sus
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ects.
^
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A few minutes after I boarded the ambulance, I realized that something was wrong ^. A male and female who were in the ambulance with me started talking about my a
lleged cybercrimes and about somebody named Rosenberg who "wanted blood". Once t
he ambulance ar
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ived at KBO Taufkirchen Station A2 (48.345941, 12.137753), the same fake police ^officer who took me past immigration told the staff to fry my brain with gas and
that I'd then be transported to Anchorage International Airport.
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Then, four Turkish men came and forcibly put me in the neurotoxic gas room (whic ^h doubles a s a suicide watch room). My shoes were taken off (so that I couldn't
break down the door and escape), and a worker activated a metal fan. A gas which
smelled like f
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rmaldehyde then started to come out of the fan. I saw graffiti on the walls of t ^he gas roo m, all of the names that were carved into the walls were Turkish, and
I realized that I was at some type of illegal Turkish black site on German terri
tory. During th
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s time, Turkish intelligence was livestreaming the gas room camera to a group of ^ CIA i nformants (Azaiah Crosswhite, Jared Fazah, Justin Anglin) as a "destructio
n video". Azaiah Crosswhite had previously stated "[the CIA] are going to send m
e a copy of you
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destruction video".
^
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Jared Fazah had taken a $500,000 Bitcoin bribe to sell me out a few days before ^I was kidnap ped, while Justin Anglin is a CIA agent who has previously been to I
ran and other middle eastern countries. They were all talking about the livestre
am in a Discord
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server, sadly I don't have any screenshots as they were mysteriously deleted fro ^m my com puter (it may have been hacked).
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One hour after I was put in the gas room, a staff member came and turned off the^ fan in my r oom. This is the only reason why I don't suffer from brain damage to
day. I was saved by that staff member.
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About 3 hours after I was put in the gas room, I heard a helicopter hovering abo ^ve the fake mental hospital. This helicopter may have belonged to the US militar
y, but at the time I thought it belonged to the Bundeskriminalamt (Federal Crimi
nal Police Offi
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e) and that they were coming to save me.
^
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I banged on the door of the gas room and screamed for the police to come and sav ^e me, but nobody came.
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In the early morning hours of July 7, 2019, a Turkish doctor came into the room ^with a f lashlight. She commented aloud in Turkish that "[I] was made to rot". Th
en, a female CIA agent came into the room with my mother while I was pretending
to be mentally
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isabled. The doctors brought me chocolate milk and pizza, and the CIA agent star ^ted talkin g about how I'd be indicted by a grand jury in the District of Alaska
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s that a US senator wanted to kill me. Nobody believed him back then, including ^me. I sti ll don't know who this senator is or why he wants me killed. (Note: Ken
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chman currently has guardianship over him).
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ording of me in the gas room on one of the hospital computers and laughing at it^. The same l ady would also play screaming noises and the Turkish word for mental
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pon which looked like a stereo speaker to give me epileptic seizures. I do remem ^ber that t he weapon was brought to the hospital in a large briefcase by men work
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SETUP: new interface Vlan1 placed in "shutdown" state
Press RETURN to get started!
*Mar 1 00:01:17.242: %STACKMGR-4-SWITCH_ADDED: Switch 1 has been ADDED to the stack
*Mar 1 00:01:18.752: %LINEPROTO-5-UPDOWN: Line protocol on Interface Vlan1, changed state to down
*Mar 1 00:01:20.102: %SPANTREE-5-EXTENDED_SYSID: Extended SysId enabled for type vlan
*Mar 1 00:01:54.705: %PARSER-4-BADCFG: Unexpected end of configuration file.
*Mar 1 00:01:54.705: %SYS-5-CONFIG_I: Configured from memory by console
*Mar 1 00:01:54.907: %STACKMGR-5-SWITCH_READY: Switch 1 is READY
*Mar 1 00:01
Switch>
Switch>:54.907: %STACKMGR-4-STACK_LINK_CHANGE: Stack Port 1 Switch 1 has changed to state DOW N
*Mar 1 00:01:54.907: %STACKMGR-4-STACK_LINK_CHANGE: Stack Port 2 Switch 1 has changed to sta te DOWN
*Mar 1 00:01:55.183: %STACKMGR-5-MASTER_READY: Master Switch 1 is READY
*Mar 1 00:01:55.477: %SYS-5-RESTART: System restarted --
Cisco IOS Software, C3750 Software (C3750-IPSERVICESK9-M), Version 12.2(55)SE10, RELEASE SOFT WARE (fc2)
Technical Support: http://www.cisco.com/techsupport
Copyright (c) 1986-2015 by Cisco Systems, Inc.
Compiled Wed 11-Feb-15 11:40 by prod_rel_team
*Mar 1 00:01:55.511: %SSH-5-ENABLED: SSH 1.99 has been enabled
*Mar 1 00:01:56.140: %PHY-4-SFP_NOT_SUPPORTED: The SFP in Gi1/0/8 is not supported
*Mar 1 00:01:56.140: %PM-4-ERR_DISABLE: gbic-invalid error detected on Gi1/0/8, putting Gi1/ 0/8 in err-disable state
*Mar 1 00:01:56.173: %GBIC_SECURITY_CRYPT-4-VN_DATA_CRC_ERROR: GBIC in port Gi1/0/12 has bad crc
*Mar 1 00:01:56.173: %PM-4-ERR_DISABLE: gbic-invalid error detected on Gi1/0/12, putting Gi1 /0/12 in err-disable state
*Mar 1 00:01:56.719: %LINK-5-CHANGED: Interface Vlan1, changed state to administratively dow n
Switch>en
Switch#conft
Translating "conft"...domain server (255.255.255.255)
% Unknown command or computer name, or unable to find computer address
Switch#show run
Building configuration...
Current configuration : 988 bytes
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no aaa new-model
switch 1 provision ws-c3750g-12s
system mtu routing 1500
vtp domain Null
vtp mode transparent
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spanning-tree mode pvst
spanning-tree extend system-id
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name fttx
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interface GigabitEthernet1/0/1
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If anyone in CA needs to get their permit they should check my deck out, pls give feedback since I want to see whether my cards are effective this way I can improve my card making: https://ankiweb.net/shared/info/1454444904
Copy paste from deck description:

This deck contains basically everything in the CALIFORNIA DRIVER’S HANDBOOK that one would possibly need to know for both the Instruction Permit Knowledge Test and safe driving in general.
If you complete this entire deck then you'll probably become one of the best, safest, & most road-rules-knowledgeable drivers on the road.
Features:
Almost every card in the deck contains an image since driving is spatial & just words won't cut it for fully understanding different traffic situations.
All cards are color-coded so that one can read questions easily
The back of each card contains a link to the corresponding CALIFORNIA DRIVER’S HANDBOOK section
Every card is tagged by their section in the CALIFORNIA DRIVER’S HANDBOOK

... and in my tests I include the tests run by check50.
My main.py

from datetime import datetime import sys import inflect p = inflect.engine() def main(): birth_date = input("Date Of Birth: ") minutes = get_delta(birth_date, today="2032-01-01") words = f"{p.number_to_words(minutes, andword='').capitalize()} minutes" print(words) def validate_date(birth_date): try: date_object = datetime.strptime(birth_date, "%Y-%m-%d") except ValueError: print("Invalid date") sys.exit(1) return date_object def get_delta(birthdate, today): date_object = validate_date(birthdate) today_date = datetime.strptime(today, "%Y-%m-%d").date() delta = today_date - date_object.date() minutes = int(delta.total_seconds() / 60) return minutes if __name__ == "__main__": main() 

My tests

from seasons import validate_date, get_delta from datetime import datetime import inflect p = inflect.engine() def test_valid_date(): assert validate_date("2003-01-01") == datetime.strptime("2003-01-01", "%Y-%m-%d") def test_delta(): # my tests assert get_delta(birthdate="2024-06-07", today="2024-06-07") == 0 assert get_delta(birthdate="2024-06-06", today="2024-06-07") == 1440 assert get_delta(birthdate="2023-06-07", today="2024-06-07") == 527040 assert get_delta(birthdate="1999-01-01", today="2024-06-07") == 13376160 # their tests assert get_delta(birthdate="1999-01-01", today="2000-01-01") == 525600 # apparently gives 13 million.... assert get_delta(birthdate="2001-01-01", today="2003-01-01") == 1051200 # apparently gives 12 million.... assert get_delta(birthdate="1995-01-01", today="2000-01-1") == 2629440 # apparently gives 16 million.... assert get_delta(birthdate="2020-06-01", today="2032-01-01") == 6092640 # apparently gives 2 million.... assert get_delta(birthdate="1998-06-20", today="2000-01-01") == 806400 # apparently gives 2 million..... def test_words(): assert p.number_to_words(525600) == "five hundred and twenty-five thousand, six hundred" assert p.number_to_words(1051200) == "one million, fifty-one thousand, two hundred" assert p.number_to_words(2629440) == "two million, six hundred and twenty-nine thousand, four hundred and forty" assert p.number_to_words(6092640) == "six million, ninety-two thousand, six hundred and forty" assert p.number_to_words(806400) == "eight hundred and six thousand, four hundred" 

The comments in my assert statements are what check50 tells me, but I cannot figure out how (for example) 525600, when converted to words using inflect, is supposed to give "thirteen million" and anything.
I checked my assertions with an online date calculator and my results make sense to me.... but check50 disagrees. What's going on?

We had been dating for a few months, my first real relationship since my separation (working on amicable divorce), and we became exclusive about 2 months ago.
Playing the field has not been difficult for me, I have kept myself in decent shape, etc., and have a fairly outgoing personality and slightly self-deprecating sense of humor which has served me well over the years before and now after marriage.
This woman I knew very casually from some years ago and we sort of lost touch for no valid reason (I was married at the time and I am not a cheater). I saw her getting out of her car early last fall, reached out a few days later and one thing led to another.
As I got to know her I learned she always quirky, but is a sweetheart and we were very compatible in various ways, putting it politely. She wasn't my type generally and has an adult special needs child who cannot live independently. Not exactly an easy sell on 50+ dating scene.
Little by little we began spending more time together and I began to fall for her. She was dating one other guy but swore it was casual, I keep away from people in a relationship.
Everything went fine, buy as fall turned into winter I noticed a lot of odd behavior. She would get into a full and go dark for a few days at a time, but was always reassuring that it was how she has always been and not to take it personally. Then she would go into what I can only describe as "overdrive" and go on a 24+ hour bender of mostly booze and stay up for two days. But in-between the two she was an angel, good heart, loved animals, we clicked politically and she was okay with my situation. Ms. In-Between is who I fell for.
So finally she was diagnosed bipolar and put on meds. They seemed to work and she realized she was better and said she would stay on them. She then didn't like the side effects and went off. Then she was diagnosed again and given different meds, same story with the same result.
The in-between periods started to get short and shorter and the drinking started to increase. Then a wave of paranoia hit. Her ex was hacking her electronics (100% he wasn't), the local cops were doing it (ditto, not happening) but it never rose beyond the level of her half-joking about it.
We planned a long weekend getaway, did a nice VRBO and after a few days it fell apart. She woke up one morning in a state, and couldn't find her medication (not prescribed for bipolar). She then started accusing me of hiding it. Of course after carefully searching the VRBO I found it, and was accused of hiding it so I could be a hero finding it. Then she laid some more bizarre accusations on me, we had some words, and she stormed off.
I saw her the next day at the airport looking haggard and somewhat intoxicated still in this weird state. She added a few more ridiculous accusations against me related to her phone. When we landed she basically took off. It was clear it was over (duh) and she even blocked me on her phone.
In between the storming off and seeing her again she sent me multiple screens of texts calling me all sorts of names, really personal (but not accurate) nasty insults about our sex life, etc.
We last saw eachother Tuesday. It's over, I need all those trouble like I need another hole in my head, I get that. She has an appointment with a new psych.later in June I was waiting to see if that worked but had in my mind this wasn't for me before our trip.
So why can I not get her put of my mind. She hasn't called or text me. I certainly am not going to reach out. But I am super down and feel a little lost. We used to text every day, starting with a hello in the morning until late at night. We were fine Monday and I am in disbelief how we went from so hot to not in literally 12 hours over nothing.
Sorry for the rant. I have never dealt with anyone on a personal level with serious, and clearly worsening, mental issues, but was really falling for her and she would tell me the same thing.
Anyone have any advice other than count my blessings it ended sooner rather than later?

Well this is my second attempt of trying to write all of this out. The first I forgot to copy and paste it before closing out the app and I lost all my progress and I was near the end too. Thank you for the comments last post I enjoyed engaging with them and I hope to do some more the same today. But regardless here we on day 3, I'm determined to stick with this no matter what happens. Let's keep this Worm Week going.
Honorable mentions list: Arc 20 Chrysalis Arc 12 Plague
The Top 7 Arcs in Worm according to my opinion:

1. Arc 16 Monarch
   
2. Arc 24 Crushed
   

Today's Honorable Mention: Arc 19 Scourge This was a great send off to the Undersiders partners in crimes, the Travelers. The opening with Taylor being in the dream like state, dreaming of her past trauma with the bullies. It makes me wonder what other capes were experiencing when they were in Echidna, especially Grue and Regent, I need to know. The Echidna fight is so much fun! The clones, Trickster's betrayal, Taylor outsmarting Echidna using Clockblocker's power, to Sundancer blasting her former friend. We also get to learn Tattletale's backstory finally. Not to forget that there is some great interludes, all of them hit. Blasto, Parahumans Online Board, and Emma Barnes, they're all wonderful in their own way. This Arc honestly could have made the list. Speaking of the list
5. Arc 30 Speck: Oh man, I don't know if I have the words to give this Arc the praise it deserves. It's the ending that completely and perfectly sticks the landing. Wildbow did an amazing job, cannot praise him enough. I'm not sure where I should start with this. I have so many memories of where I was when certain moments happen and my reactions/feelings. But I suppose with the other ones I'll start from the beginning and make my way through it. Amy is freaking out over what she did. Seriously who let this girl cook. Never ever let her cook even with consent. It took me a long time to realize that Taylor was doing the wrong things for what she considered the right reason, I believed her justifications almost every time and went a long with it because I love her as a character that much. But it was here when Tattletale was berating her over what she did that I realized what a monster she had become. Skipping over Taylor, now Khepri, visit to Teacher. When Taylor starts talking about how she's lost her ability to read and how much that hurt her because reading was how she connected with her mom I could have sob. She's too far gone, and she's gonna become even further gone. She ends up fighting Dragon. I hate this fight, not cause it's bad, but because it brokes my heart so much. Dragon was the one who always gave Taylor the benefit of the doubt, always trust her, Taylor looked at her like she is a motherly figure even. The person who treated Taylor most like human was an AI. My already broken heart got even more broken when Dragon fakes her death in hopes of making Khepri stop, but Khepri takes down Dragon and takes the Birdcage prisoners with her. Then she comes back to face Scion, then comes the most iconic line in the entire Parahumans series.

This was it. Finally everyone was working together.

I had this line spoiled for me, but I thought he was going to be this big happy moment as all the capes willingly fight against Scion together. But oh no, how wrong I was. I remember just standing there contemplating what I had just heard. With that we get to the final fight with Scion. I could read/listen to this fight forever and not get bored, Khepri's creativity with using everyone's power against Scion is great. Using Doormaker's portals when she sends every volley of blaster powers Scion's way and closes the portal so Scion can't retaliate. Making Sundancer's orb as big as possible along side with Chevalier's cannon blade using Vista's power, using Number Man to see what will hit, using Defiant's technology to know what Scion's next move is. She goes so hard people start having strokes, then she uses Canary to sing to them. Which I want to know what Canary exactly was singing, I would love some WOG on it. Also when Taylor pulls Dinah, my heart could have sank. She was Taylor's motivation through the majority of the first half of the book. Now here she is being used as a puppet. There's a moment in arc 18 where Taylor realizes she's becoming Coil because she realizes how useful Dinah's power is, and here she is now literally becoming Coil using Dinah. Then Doormaker loses his power and all hopes seems lost until Taylor begins taunting and bullying Scion by reminding him of his lost partner. I love this so much, it really does come full circle. She has to become essentially her trauma to beat Scion. It surely does work. She breaks the spirit of the warrior. This right here is my favorite line from this Arc

In the moment that hope died, the girl with the injured hand used her power on the iron rods. Infused them with the energy he was afraid of.
Those rods became projectiles, in another’s hands.
His hope was gone, he was bewildered, scared.
He didn’t try to dodge. He couldn’t or wouldn’t.

The mental image of Scion running in horror not being able to deal with this type of emotional pain is so fascinating. It shows he's not human, because humans know how to endure this type of pain but Scion doesn't. I've heard of a lot of people have this head cannon and I do too, that Scion asked his path to victory "How do I make this pain go away?" And the path victory told him, not to move. Taylor thinking everyone is trying to fight her when they are cheering, applauding, rejoicing, genuinely brings me to tears just to even think about. I want nothing more but to give her a hug in that moment. But Contessa takes her away, and in a moment that I will always remember sitting in my bedroom listening to the audiobook screaming no as Contessa shoots Taylor twice leaving her fate unknown. A perfect end to a perfect book.
I'm going to be completely honest I kind of rushed the end because I've been up for way too long and I needed to get this out today. Please feel free to talk about this Arc in the and what your favorite part was, I would love to hear from the community. As always thank you for reading, I'll see you tomorrow.

Title. I'm so fucking sick and tired of having to prove people that geniunely nothing is getting better in my life and has absolutely no fucking chance of doing so. People either who don't know me, who straight up lies to me of things getting better and every SINGLE TIME it has gone worse. It was never good. It NEVER was.
I am born as the wrong gender, even doctors told them that i may be questioning my gender and they didn't fucking care . Thanks to them I never got the hormones or the therapy or the surgery I needed and my body torments me every single fucking day. I'm never comfortable on my own skin and it's too late for me to do things like bone structure changes with hormones or voice changing. I will never fucking pass thanks to them. Add that to the fact that I have ADHD and BPD (that got mistreated with wrong medicine so it got worse) also asthma. I can't even breathe properly.
They were also incredibly incompatible. They got divorced when I was 9 and I had to suffer as a source of they can take their hatred for each other. Both are gaslighting but my mom especially, along with being abusive. She constantly hit and attacked me, kicked me out of home and when i defended myself turned everyone in that family against me as if i'm the abuser. She fucking stalked me and made me so paranoid that i couldn't walk out of home and ruined an entire semester. My dad is always emotionally unavalabile. I always have to speak twice just for him to act like hes fucking listening.
The only friends group I had in my life (i was never accepted in the rest or just straight up got bullied) left me to die in 2021 because i was "in every drama" because i wanted to actively fix the fights that were happening. I'm sure nobody sees me as a human being, let alone a friend. Thanks to this and my mom stalking me I failed my college, the one thing in my life i actually achieved was GONE thanks to them, and because i couldn't bring myself to lose it i never quitted, so there's a big debt on me from that as well.
I was always broke, and i'm so fucking sick and tired of never having enough to eat. I hate that I can't afford emergency ward or medicine because my goverment's system decided to fuck me over and not let me change where i live currently from online (because of that i can't go to file i have no earnings so i can get cheap healthcare) and i can't afford two tickets. I can't get therapy. And to those who'll go "get a job, lol", nobody wants a college dropout trans person with no qualities and mental/physical health issues, especially in a country where they want me dead.
After all that, I only had my pc to occupy me. I did also recently started to learn coding, to get my life mended a bit and to move out from my terrible household. I also only had games as my only hobby (again, monetary issues lol). A game that I really wanted to play got out this week. Something I geniunely kept myself alive for. I even promised that after that I was going to fully commit to the coding.
Guess when did my pc decided to eat shit and die. And do you know the worst part? I can't fix it myself, after going everywhere i found out that it can't be fixed (for a reasonable price, they say "just get a different pc at this point"), I can't get any money by working or anything (see above), I can't even BEG for it, since my country has no proper way to send money.
All this happening in ONE WEEK. One week when I wanted it not to happen. I don't believe for a single second it's just a bad coincidence.
That's geniunely the final fucking straw for me. I don't care if it's stupid, selfish or fucking whatever. I can't have anything good going on in my life for a single day. And when I say this to say farewell to people the amount of downplaying, lying, avoiding, clowning I endure about it is just funny. People claim how it's "gonna get better" and then suggest stuff that's basically toxic positivity at it's worst (i've geniunely heard someone say "just steal a pc if it means that much to you"). People just want to fucking keep me alive because THEY want me to be around, or because THEY don't want to suffer or feel guilty of my suicide Nobody stops and fucking thinks what will happen to me if I stay alive. What other terrible shit I have to endure. They won't feel guilty about it. And they don't even fucking try to help about the situation. They just offer fake hopeful words and toxic positivity or yell at me for being selfish or dare me to kill myself.
I can't fucking take it anymore. I geniunely can't. Everything i do i end up at fault and when other people do wrong or even if i do nothing wrong i'm still the one at fault. I don't want to live in this fucking nightmare anymore. And I won't.
I'm killing myself and that's geniunely my final decision this time. I don't want to wake up in the morning and prepare myself to suffer something terrible every single fucking day. I don't want to be a miserable piece of shit every day, progresively worse one at that. I don't want to live a fucking life where my feelings thoughts and actions mean nothing.

Ye has known Diddy for many years, and I think a forward thinker such as Ye would have known something was up with Diddy.
Throughout the years there have been many references Ye has dropped to Diddy, but today we are going to focus on one specifically.
In 2021, on Donda, on the track titled Junya, a verse says “did he miss”
If the listener listens closely, it almost sounds like Ye said “Diddy mist”
The term “diddy mist” has become widely used in 2024, so how did Ye predict this?
In 2021 the Dallas Mavericks won their first playoff series since the 2011 championship run. They then upset the Phoenix Suns in a 7 game series but lost to the Golden State Warriors in the next round. The team’s backbone was player Luka Doncic. This run occurred the same year Ye uttered the word “Diddy mist”
Now, in 2024, the term diddy mist has surged in use, and the Mavericks are in the finals. You might ask, how do they correlate? Here’s how:
In a video that has been circulating on the internet recently, Luka Doncic is standing next to a team assistant during pregame warmups. The assistant pulls out a small spray bottle and sprays a liquid on Luka’s crotch/meat. Many suspect this to be Diddy Mist. Could these two be correlated with their success in 2021 when Ye created the term diddy mist? We can’t be sure, but it’s important to research. Am I regarded? Maybe

I'm not sure if this post belongs here but when i was checking other rules of other convos it didn't belong but I really need answers.
A little back story I(17F) made a friend also (17F) at practice. We had already known each other but it was only in passing at school we weren't friends. We ended up joining a club together and thats when we started to get close. We would ride to practice together, have sleepovers together, the whole nine yards.
We ended up going on a trip together with a few other people and we were having a good time. Before the trip she had told me about a boy she met and how they got along really well. I was extremely excited for her because she looked happy.
Things were great on the trip we were having a good time and, I went to her room with another friend. We were laughing and we were having a good time is all I can really say if you get my drift. Next thing I know she blurts out that she was pregnant. Yes, pregnant. This wouldn't have been a problem had it not been for the amount of fun we were having.
I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe and trying to make the situation better I asked what her plans were. She said she was going to keep it. I asked if she told anyone other than me and the other friend that was with us but she said no. The other friend (18F) said I should drop it and we could talk about it later.
I figured this was also a good idea and stopped talking about it but it was still on my mind.
To rewind from this I usually have premonitions in dreams but they're not immediate. Meaning they wont happen the next day. This is important to say because I had previously had a dream about me being in a hallway and the (17F) friend was trying to take pictures but my face was angry and confused. I saw it in the reflection before she snapped the picture and realized i needed to fix it and smile.
I then realized that this was the moment I had seen in my dream a month ago and that it was because she had told me this.
Before the trip she told me that she had gotten her cycle and asked me to check if she bled through because it was on her but not her jeans. These memories were flashing through my head after she told me she was pregnant. I asked her about it and she told me she lied. "I lied, I lied, I lied." Those words rang in my head so loud. She had lied to me. How far back did she begin to lie. This was one of the problems. I could care less about her being pregnant because that was something we could deal with we were friends after all. I would give her anything she needed.
The fact that she had been lying, it felt like she broke my trust. Like I was looking at a stranger. I didn't know what to think. Had the friendship been built off of lies was a big question for me. Some might say I was overthinking or overreacting but like I said we were having a good time. I was stuck with my thought in my room alone.
The second problem for me was that she is a smoker. Vapes and weed. The entire trip. She wanted to keep the baby but she was still using. That was all I could think about. When I was back to my senses I would tell her that she shouldn't do that because it wasn't ok. Implying that she had something to protect and take care of. All she would say was why. It was like she didn't care or didn't remember what she had told me. The rest of the trip I would give her snacks and food and try to keep her away from smoking. Some people said that was weird but I was just trying to help.
I started distancing myself from her because i needed time to process but I was still trying to be there for her. After the trip we all went home and i distanced from everyone. I felt I had no one to talk to about it. She ended up texting me saying it was a joke. My trust was already broken and I didn't know if I could believe anything she would say. Another one of our friends (17F) got us both on the phone and let her explain herself and she kept saying it was all a joke. I dropped it on the phone and said ok but, thats not how i really felt. The trust was already broken for me. I felt our relationship would never be the same. My anxiety had gotten so bad that i even decided to go to a different college because we were planning on being roommates. I just don't know what to do. It actually was a joke but I still don't know how to feel.
What do I do? AITA? Did I overreact? Was I thinking too much? How should I go about this?

Let us imagine, my friends, that it is the 10th anniversary of Robert's reign. He and a lot of the nobles are out on a hunt when King's Landing explodes into a giant ball of green flames. Some homeless orphan, or maybe even one of Varys' little birds, goes exploring, stumbles onto one of Aerys' forgotten caches, it catches fire and triggers a chain reaction. Too bad so sad. Northmen, Dornishmen, and Iron Islanders did not have anyone of importance attending, but the rest of the Kindgoms lose many an important player in the game.
• Loras was at the hunt, but Olenna, Mace the Ace and Margaery, invited to the capital by Renly, who, being the groomer that he is decided to start the Lyanna lookalike thing young, were all toast. Willas and Garlan have weathered the storm, having stayed at home, and they were in general smart cookies, but not Queen of Thorns level smart, and nearly not as power-hungry. They just wanted to chill and grieve now.
• The Iron Islands have barely begun to recover from their last attempt at independence, but the Great Fire presented them with an opportunity like none other, and so they have made a half-arsed attempt at ploundering the Western coast of the Seven Kingdoms. In Winterfell, young Theon loses his head.
• Jon Arryn, Lysa, Sweetrobin, and Baelish were unsurprisingly in King's Landing at the time. They did not attend the hunt, and now they also were all toast. Harry was still a green boy at the time, the lords were not pleased with the prospect of a regency, many of them wanting absolute power for their own now that the main Arryn line was extinct, the Mountain Clans saw that as a good omen and went on a rampage. The Vale was in turmoil.
• Tywin and Kevan attended the feast but not the hunt, as they were visiting Cersei and her children at the time. They, too, were all toast. Jaime and Lancel could not get out of their respective Kingsguard and page duties due to Bobby B being petty for once, so they survived, but now a succession crisis in the Westerlands was also in place with the potential heirs being a grief-stricken and deeply unlikable Kingslayer with a vow of celibacy, a deeply unlikable whoremonger Imp, and a green boy.
• Edmure was also in King's Landing, visiting Lysa, and opted to visit a tavern with several other prominent Riverlands heir lads, so can you guess what they all became? You are goddamn right! Toast! So now Hoster, who was already at the first stages of his terminal illness and could not perform, only had the Blackfish, who wasstill refusing to marry, and the Stark kids for heirs. Several other houses were experiencing similar issues, but apparently while everybody else was grieving, Old Walder held a massive celebration at the Twins. Oh, and make no mistake, he will also be pushing for Genna and Emmon's kids to inherit Casterly Rock, and let us not forget about trying to put all of his daughters into newly widowed Robert's bed. How 'nice'.
• As previously mentioned, Cersei and all three of Robert's golden 'heirs' were home at the time. Tragically, so was the Mannis. Which means now Bobby's heirs were a gay pedo, a greyscale-ridden girl, and a score of bastards. Not that that was of any concern to Robert, he normally would not give a rat's arse about any of them dying. The matter in which they had died, though? Now, that is another thing entirely! Wildfire is a clear mark of the work of DRAGONSPAWN! Without Jon Arryn or dear old Ned to steady him, he declared war on the entire continent of Essos to deal with DRAGONSPAWN! for good. Screw securing his line, he can do it later. Everybody in Westeros thought this idea was bonkers and a clear sign of his own Targ ancestry coming out, and they surely had their own problems to deal with, but oh well, he was King. For now. And oh, where are the Targs by the way?
• While Dorne has rejoiced and begun discreetly gathering troops in Viserys' name, Vizzy the Mad himself and his sister were nowhere to be found. For all of his abundant mental issues, Viserys was slippery as an eel and has gotten very good at hiding in the slums of whatever Free City he was in at the time. Dozens of Robert and Illyrio's agents were out to get him, and he could not really distinguish him from Doran's agents, could he? In the end, though, Doran proved fleetingly victorious, until Vizzy got felled by a shadow demon at the docks, just as he was about to set sail for Westeros. Oh yeah. Melisandre had decided to shift her attentions to Bobby dearest, proclaiming him Azor Ahai reborn, and had managed to calm him down a little with her magical nether regions, promising and delivering on a bit more boring yet far more quicker way to get rid of the Targs. In the process, Daenerys had escaped, but had also gotten the short end of the stick by encountering the same type of wizard young Varys had, who promptly caught her and made her permanently barren, Aretuza-style. This is no maegi curse. Not even a dragon can grow a secong uterus. She may or may not get her dragons several years down the line, but her own line definitely ended with her.
• Speaking of Illyrio. With Varys having perished in the fire, he became the head of the whole fAegon operation, and started aggressively marketing the young 'King' to the Seven Kingdoms. The thing is, word of a dead Spider, one-sided letters in cypher, and word of JonCon who is easily led and could be convinced Aegon Jinglebell Frey was the son of his Silver Prince if you told him enough sentimental plattitudes, is not enough. That kid could be any random Lyseni or dragonseed. And the Golden Company's involvement only made the whole shebang more sus. It still gave them a modicum of support... until their glorious homecoming ship got caught in a storm in the Narrow Sea and drowned. fAegon, the sole survivor, was now best bros with Patchface and his namesake Jinglebell. The fiasco, however, gave many an enterprizing man on both sides of the Narrow Sea an idea, and Westeros became inundaded with dozens of various fAegons, fViseryses, fRhaenyses, fDaeneryses, and even an occasional fRhaegar and f'Dragonwolf', all claiming the same thing. The latter, however, made Catelyn a bit sus, and she wrangled the truth out of her husband.
• It did not make things better, however. You see, dearest not-so-gentlereader, instability South of the Wall made the Night King seize the opportunity a couple of years earlier, bringing terror to the Free Folk, who, in turn, came in troves and brought terror to the North. Ned Stark, unlike his son/nephew, was not one to negotiate with wildings, and young, too young Robb and Jon, both eager for glory despite being barely into their teens, snuck onto the battlefield and both died by enemy arrows.
• In the end, an unlikely Suicide S̶q̶u̶a̶d̶ Duo of Bobby B and Dany on dragons tried having their last stand against the Others but failed. Oh well. At least no future Westerosi will worry about not having an air conditioner in a heatwave now. You know we all do. Ain't that, in a way, a happy ending?

I work as a Library Instructional Assistant. For the past two years of it I have been a part of the PBIS team (Positive Behavioral Interventions and Supports). It is basically an evidence-based, tiered framework for supporting students' behavioral, academic, social, emotional, and mental health. The work that comes with being a part of the team is not an issue and I enjoy it however, working with a few particular people is what don’t enjoy about it (one of which will only be around next year 1-2 days a week). I do not enjoy working with these few individuals, I have been the constant target of consistent ridicule about my work ethic.
Here comes the dilemma: my principal asked me to be a part of the BLT next school year. BLT (Building Leadership Team is a school-based group of individuals who work to provide strong organizational process for school renewal and improvement. BLTs orchestrate the work of school professionals, administrators, families, and students through the school improvement process.) I don’t know much about what the team does however I took it as a new opportunity and said yes.
She then asked me if I would like to continue on the pbis team. I had all intention of leaving the pbis team however when she asked me I was caught off guard and agreed to stay on.
Should I take back my word and tell her I would like to not do both or should I continue on with both.

Recently, I have heard from a friend of mine pursuing mechanical from one of the prestigious engineering college, guess what, non other than IIT, is going to get his hands dirty with coding and will start finding internships soon.
"Seriously?"
I mean why the heck these people are coming to this department, for God sake, you chose mechanical then please stick to your words man. Now I am not going to believe him for life. I guess, in future too, he will switch sides.
"Is he worthy of his words?"
Sometimes I think why God is playing with me. Recent data shows the amount of people who are migrating to tech is increasing rapidly causing harm to those who owe their dedication towards IT.
"Is money is everything? What about your passion to be a mechanical engineer or making bridges (civil of course)?"
I can't imagine my profession life without competition since my childhood. I went to school I was happy there, new place, new people, Masti everywhere but wait a minute, what about those hard mathematical tables which I can't remember more than 2. What about all those English Hard words which I thought difficult and left it. You know what I got sticks on my hands for that. That new Masti place suddenly became a doomy gloomy buildings for me.
Somehow I adjusted myself there becoming the last bencher who knows nothing. No has any hope from that child. They came and released their household frustration on me asking questions which they already know I didn't have any answer.
In my teen age, I face a severe competition on wooing a girl. I was expecting a good relationship with her but it was not only me. She was confused with 20 others whom she knows. There were many secret lovers of her including me.
During my ambition to become engineer‌, I'm lying here. I didn't want to become engineer rather I wanted to get into IITs. There also competition got me.
So I did BCA.
"yeah! BCA" but it's not BAAP KE CASH PAR ASH. It is BACHA KUCHA AMBITION ,I know it didn't fit in the abbreviation but just make C instead of K you will get the feeling of every BCA guy.
On first day of BCA my teacher told me the benefit of BCA that you can pursue MCA or MBA i.e., getting options to switch your career which was not for those business guys opting for BBA.
I continued. Prepared for MCAs at prestigious college but I know I can't get IITs so settled with NITs in my mind. But again the drought expanded in my career and competition peaked their too after lockdown. I was busy in curing my family from COVID. But some privileged bastard didn't even thought of me. They kept on studing harder and increased the competition here also. I just got 20 rank more than seats available for getting admission in NITs.
..... To Be Continued

Hello all,
Long-time lurker, first-time poster. The title seems ambiguous but this isn’t an end-of-the-world issue, I just need some advice asap.
I dropped my boyfriend off at work in his car this morning so I could go run errands for myself and him and then pick him up when he’s back from the job he had to go on. I should set some background and say that my boyfriend is very protective of his car; he doesn’t let anyone besides himself and me drive it, but this is only one of the many times I’ve either driven him in his car or taken the car while he’s at work.
When I got back to my house after running errands this morning, I was getting back in the car when my maintenance guy told me that my front left tire was flat. I hadn’t noticed a thing when I had gotten to my house because the tire pressure monitor never went off, and I didn’t hear or feel a single thing on my drive back (I’d also like to note that I took the usual route I would take and did everything as I normally would). Luckily he offered to switch the tire out for the donut we had in the trunk and recommended a place for me to get the tire patched that he’d been to many times as he said the tire and wheel were in perfect condition.
I went to the repair shop and managed to get the microscopic (and I truly mean tiny, it took them forever to find it in the tread) puncture hole in the tire patched within 10 minutes for less than $30 (whatever nail or object punctured it went straight in and straight back out), and they put the tire back on for me. I also got the air checked and recalibrated the tire pressure monitor after to make sure everything was perfect. I also filled up his tank because I just started feeling guilty and anxious even though I know it wasn’t my fault and there’s nothing I could have done to avoid it.
That being said, I’m writing all of this to ask if you think I should tell him what happened. It’s obviously not the end of the world and he would never get angry at something like that (he doesn’t ever get angry anyways), but there is a high possibility that he gets frustrated and/or loses trust in me to drive his car because I never want to give the impression that I’m careless with somebody else’s property, especially property of greater value belonging to someone extremely important to me. There’s a large part of me that doesn’t want to say anything because I managed to take care of it in less than an hour and everything is in tip-top shape. The smaller part of me feels guilty and is worried it could backfire on me later.
I have OCD so now I’m hyperfixating on this situation even though I believe that most people looking from the outside in would think it’s not do or die, which it isn’t.
What do you think I should do? Any advice and/or comforting words (lol) would be appreciated.

Settling into an apartment on the college campus was a bit more tedious than Sarah had expected. Though, moving away from home and to a new place wasn't what bothered her. Moving all of her belongings wasn't what bothered her either. The people did... The other students. She hadn't been there but for ten minutes at maximum and had already been ridiculed by a group of valley girls.
"Where do you shop? Goodwill?"

"What's with the hair? Get electrocuted?" 

Their annoying voices and giggles rang in Sarah's ears. Thier tones honestly made her want to pull her hair out. She had come to college to make something of herself... To get her dream degrees in Audio Engineering, Stage Design, and Sound Reenforcement. She didn't come to hear the whining voices of some stuck-up assholes bullying her constantly.
Letting out a soft huff, Sarah grabbed a box of her belongings from the back of her black 1978 Dodge Panel-Van, then turned towards her apartment building. Apartment twenty-seven-b, an medium-sized apartment on the second floor... That was the one her Uncle Bill had rented for her. Well, he had only put a couple of months worth of rent to it for now to get Sarah started, but it was hers.
One by one, she began carrying the various boxes of her belongings up the stairs and into the apartment, stacking them in the livingroom for the moment. From boxes, she moved to her music equipment. Guitars, keyboards, amps, cables... The whole nine yards. Yes, she had brought everything in her name with her, including Rebel, her black cat. The reason? She planned on spending a large perentage of her time in this apartment. And the reason for that? We'll get into that a little later.
It took a little bit, but finally, she only had one more guitar to take in. She picked it's case up out of the back of her van, and as soon as she went to close the doors and turn around, the bottom fell out... In other words, it started pouring rain. "You have got to be kidding me... I had one guitar left! One!" Sarah muttered to herself, now frustrated. As quickly as she could, Sarah shut the back doors of her van, then beelined it back to the steps that led up to the second-story apartments.

Sarah: "Huh?" 

Sarah looked around for a moment, only to realize she was sitting on the ground. Once she got her barrings straight, she looked up, seeing a male standing over her. This guy was rather handsome. He had that hair metal appearance about him that many longed for; Long brunette hair that was fluffed to it's full volume, near-perfect facial features, beautiful green eyes... The man was the spitting-image of any hair metal girl's dream guy.

I have seen the U.S ones go up for pre order and being in Ireland I got my signed copy of Words of Radiance from Waterstones in the U.K, has there been anything said about it or is that a later thing?

I have been taking classes from my local Fred Astaire studio for a few months now working thru the Social Foundation syllabus. My teachers are very kind and IMO offer great instruction and I have been having a blast with it. I have every intention of sticking with it as far as I can (or finances / time allow). There is 1 thing that has been bugging me for a little while now though.
About 2 weeks ago while in a group class, my instructor, who was teaching the GC herself that day, started talking to the follow I was working with and mentioned how "talented" I am. The follow, who is working on the silver syllabus, also agreed and added that I was picking things up pretty quickly. My teacher then made a joke that I don't believe her whenever she says stuff like that lol. Later on after class my teacher told me again 1:1 that I have a talent for this sport, and that I am progressing faster than many of the students she has had. (this is the one that made me really question the positive feedback I have been getting)
I do appreciate the kind words from her, but I am wondering if I should really take the compliments to heart or just view them as more of a sales tactic. I feel like I don't get much criticism while also showered with praise so that is making me lean towards it just being a sales tactic. With the other student also agreeing with my instructor that kind challenges this idea, but at the same time they might not have wanted to disagree and make it awkward for the rest of the class.
I wanted to see the opinions that the ballroom community has on this. Should I believe my FADS teacher when they tell me I am talented or should I continue to take praise with a grain of salt and view this as a sales tactic rather than them actually being impressed. If you made it this far, thank you for taking the time to read my post.

Both 20 and each other firsts, been together for 3 years.
Its been 7/8 months after BU. And we are NC since january. I was obsessively contacting her and love/hate bombing her, I was in fact the desperate ex for 1.5/2 months.
We were supposed to meet decembejanuary to make out/have sex. Until she said maybe it would be better not because it would be bad for me etc. And so we didn't meet.
But in midst of it all she mentioned how she had sex with 2 guys and how she was thinking of me and how with me is so different and good. My guts turned upside down. Just after a month of being broken up she did that. Justifying it by saying how everyone moves on differently.
And for some reason i still stayed in contact and still had strong feelings towards her, even though she said that with the intention to hurt me. Couple of days later i get drunk call her to apologize as I again love/hate bombed her. And after about 30 mins of us talking a guy next to her picks up the phone and tells me how he is better etc etc and she agrees on it. And how bad I am (sex wise and mentally)
After that i called her a W word and never spoke to her again, blocked her everwhere. (Later on unblocked her just to tell her sorry for calling her that cause even though she deserves it i shouldn't have said it tbh, blocked her right after). That guy was her new boyfriend after a month when she said she is not looking for relationships with others just exploring and living her youth.
Which was the main reason she broke up with me. Yeah there was distance and I wasn't the picture perfect boyfriend i was an asshole tbh for some mistakes i did. But her first initial reason was that she felt like shes missing out and that we are unaware what we need in life, and that we should break up and live our lives date other people and if it's meant to be we will get back together. Just that we shouldn't wait for each other. As she just cant shake off that feeling and its better to break up now then 10 years later when we are married.
Again gut wrenching as she quite literally stated she wants other guys and not me. I wouldn't have an issue to get into a relationship with a girl that have had 10 guys before me but she didnt know me before them. Then to have someone be with me for 3 years break up with me and come back 5 years later with 20+ bodies.
She "apologized" for mentioning and explaining in detail for what she did with guys.
And all of this happend over a half a year ago and its on my mind alot these days. As one side of me thinks how she just wasnt happy in a relationship, plus me being desperate plus this being her first time experiencing break up and her friends and family being against me, made her SO bitter in the end. And other side of me is like fuck it she knew what she was doing and she intentionally did it.
I was happy asf in our relationship, and after BU she just turned 180°..
Im contemplating so much right now as she was just someone that I wouldn't change even one bit during our relationship. And i knew she wasn't like this when we were together. But I'm constantly thinking about wanting her in my life and not wanting her anymore because I dont know how to feel about everything she's done to me. And other then her not loving me i still think she is the same person, still the person i would want to have for life.

Typing this out is going to take every fiber of me being, just because I'm so fucking miserable with my life- but for some reason I still keep going forward despite it all.
24 Year Of Male To Female, In Poverty, Got an informal education, so not the smartest (half ass home schooling) ISFP (if it matters LOL)
I've hit a roadblock in my life, and I mean a serious roadblock in my life that I have struggled with ever since I have turned 18. That being picking some sort of career to pursue in, one that can help me support myself fully. (Even if I need a roomie and in my state CT at best I'd need is 20 dollars an hour)
Every year I try to move forward, since 18, but i cant, it goes like this (have shitty minimum wage job with a lot of rude people (barista/cashiedishwashewaitress) I quit the job cause I hate it so much and I just cannot stand it, and then I try to find some sort of career, and I mean I've considered everything people... and I wish I was joking.
But I've talked myself out of every single career path ever, for a verity of reasons- and no matter what I cannot settle on something, and if I get close I find a reason to talk myself out of it, why i cant do it and why its a bad idea. I feel half of this is cause of an issue with my OCD.
So I tried going to a job placement place, its meant for people with disabilities and ran through the state. OCD counted as one, fast forward a couple of months I tell them that Im potentially interested in trying out a vet assistant position, even though i was very scared my girlfriend made me do it anyway as some sort of exposure therapy. (which is effective against OCD) this job placement place ended up getting me an interview at a dog daycare and it wasn't what i wanted but I said screw it ill go.
The place they sent me to i noticed had the worst reviews and rating out of every dog daycare in my county but i said screw it ill try anyway.
The people came with me cause they assist you in the interview, the man who was the manager of this doggy daycare was extremely rude, he dug into me about my resume, he dug into me as a person and kept saying 'you people' 'you people' denying all the help and word from the worker i was working with. even told me that he didnt think i could do the job. talked down upon all my experience pet sitting / dog walking. i was holding back tears the entire interview. he made me feel like I couldn't do it, he scared me out of potentially working in the veterinarian field and animals too even though its something i wanted to try.
I went home and cried my eyes out, fast forward 2 months and here I am now, back trying to figure something out but I just cant, I cant figure it out. and I cant move forward. Im to scared for everything, Im scared of mean people at work, when i was a barista and people were mean to me i'd have to run away after they were gone and cry in the bathroom..... im just very emotional and sensitive cause of my PTSD which has pushed me out of so many job options.
I'm desperate and I'm ready to give up, at this point all i want is a job that makes 20 dollars an hour that lets me work in the afternoons/nights. I'm a very small weak girl (5'3 120 pounds) I always hear stuff about "security guards/warehouse work/ delivery driver" i just dont think im built for that type of work. so I feel lost once again. I don't know what to do.... please help

My mother retired recently, and one of her projects is to create her own cookbook and print it for the family. What would be the best way to create this cookbook? Currently, she has a mix of hand written recipes, and some word files. Would be great if there is a software or some resource to help her organize, and design her cookbook.

She went to a concert with some friends and danced provocatively with her friends cousin while he made attempts to grab her ass and chest, while also trying to kiss her. She claims she pushed him away and "shut down" which led to her continuing the interaction. She says she was sexually harassed by this man, but made plans to go to another show with him. Her friend of 15 years who knows her better than anyone said that she didn't notice her being uncomfortable and even said it looked like she was encouraging the interaction and was surprised when she didn't bring me up while they hung out before the show.
Also, before our relationship, my fiancé had matched with this guy on tinder but apparently they never did anything. Might not be worth mentioning but I want all the pieces on the table. She told me that much which was admirably honest.
At the time of me dropping her off at her friend's house she told me it was with two of her girlfriends and texted me the same thing later during the show "just us girls". But the next day when she came home, she revealed that a guy was also with them but never mentioned being harassed. Coincidentally she also made more plans to go to another show with them a month later which she'd previously decided to cancel on up until now.
I noticed while watching Instagram stories that my friend had went to the same show, in a separate group, so I messaged them saying how I thought it was a cool coincidence. My friend then apologized and told me they were just getting ready to share something with me and sent me two videos.
One video was of my woman face to face with a Greek god of a man with her arms over his shoulders and his hands on her hips and lower back having a grand ol time way too close for comfort. the next was of her in front of him appearing to be griding her butt on his junk.
She's not one to do this sort of thing, she later told me she's never danced like that with anyone before.
Since we were in the same room together when i saw the video, I told her I just saw something that I wish I hadn't and I asked her if there's anything i should know, which she denied. Then I stupidly kept it to myself for two weeks, thinking she would tell me when she's ready. Spoiler alert she didn't
I brought it up two weeks later after we had a nice evening out on the town, and she apologized and accepted accountability immediately. I crossed a boundary and messaged her best friend asking for her perspective as well as the guy who harassed her planning to tell him what he did was inappropriate. Her best friend, whom I've had many conversations with, blocked me without responding. I was overwhelmed with emotion and wanted to talk about it, but i realize now that i shouldn't have reached out to her friends as it's our business and not theirs.
Her friend sent a screenshot of my message to my gf and said she no longer supports this relationship and thinks I'm toxic and untrusting. The entirety of her messages was about 7 pages of screenshots worth of bashing me, but that's the jist of it. Up until this shes been unwaveringly supportive when my gf would come to her with issues about us. Shes always had my back and then flipped on me just like that. My message to them was as respectful and gentle as i could word it but the implication that i wanted to crosscheck information was enough for her to turn a complete 180. My gf didn't appreciate what her friend said about me and took a stance that she can't be friends with her until a serious apology is made.
Since all of this she bought me a ring and we're now engaged. Despite what happened i feel lucky to have her. she's so smart and funny and so sweet. I feel myself getting self-conscious and wondering if it will happen again, but i know she deserves the feeling of being trusted and appreciated and i desperately want to give her that. This whole situation has made me so confused and lost in my feelings. Advice on how to fully heal and trust would be appreciated.
Tldr: My gf danced on a dude provocatively crossing my boundaries, claims he harassed her, and now we're engaged. How can i move past this?