Fun rehearsal dinner invitation poems

I recently split on two of my friends. I had moved to a different city from them a few years back (only 2.5 hours away so no big deal). They moved in together after one needed a place to stay, and now they spend ALL their time together. Which is fine, they live together so that makes sense, but I mean they are going out places, hanging out with other people, having dinner parties, and I am NEVER invited. We were an inseparable trio. I am always the one who says “hey I’m in town” or “do you guys wanna make plans to hang out sometime”, it is rarely the other way around. I told them multiple times that just because I live a little bit away, doesn’t mean you can’t invite me to stuff, I might not be able to come every time, but I would try my best! Doesn’t matter that I said that I guess, because they still don’t invite me, so I stopped asking.
We usually communicate over Instagram so we could send memes to each other, but I couldn’t stand seeing them live so happily independently of me, so I cut them out and have split on them. It has been about a month until one of them finally reached out to say hi about a week ago, and even then it was one of the fastest conversations ever and they just stopped replying after we went back and fourth maybe 6 times. I got a voicemail from them today saying hi again. I didn’t see my phone ring so that’s why it went to VM, but even so, I don’t think I would have had the emotional energy or stability to answer my phone.
I know my one friend is just starting to reach out, but I feel angry that it has taken them (never mind my other friend who hasn’t reached out at all) a MONTH to realize I haven’t said anything to them. I’m so conflicted. I love them so much, but I am SO mad at them and have split. I want them to talk to me, but I don’t want to text or call them. I miss them, but I want to be alone. I don’t have many friends to begin with, and I feel everything and nothing over this situation all at once.

This is going to sound very self-pitying, and I apologize in advance for the long vent.
At this point, I feel like anorexia, depression, and some broader fatigue towards living are all mixed together. I have really bad body image and sometimes the ED urges are distinct from the depressive episodes, but my general pain towards living makes me wonder what all of this means. I hate being part of humanity and seeing all the suffering, dying, and abuse and witness the beauty of nature and how we are smothering it. How small and powerless I am, how the issues will not end.
I am tired of technology and the internal and external pressure to be productive--that learning at my own (slow) pace is not enough, that sleep deprivation in college is normal, that having "fun" and taking weekends off makes me feel so guilty and out of place when I look at my peers... the crippling feeling that I am an idiot and how interacting with others is impossible without constantly worrying about seeming rude, weird, awkward, etc. Tired of being a financial burden to my parents and hating myself for being a "taker" rather than a "giver", although I try to contribute something to my surroundings but struggle just to keep myself somewhat healthy and functioning on top of studying.
I am so lonely and cannot help but want to return to the past. I miss summer vacations with my family and meeting my church friends on Friday evenings for dinner and all the games we played. I wish I could have normal conversations with my family, but the pain and nightmares from how they handled my ED (no matter how much they love me) still haunt me. I try to talk to people but fail to feel connected.
I am so scared of the world and trying to survive. I would have given up long ago, but I do not want to hurt my family like that and am scared of Hell (I am religious--please do not judge). I wish I could write stories, learn to draw and crochet, go to Japan, walk in a big forest and see all kinds of birds... but then an overwhelming rush of nostalgia drowns me in the pain of how ephemeral all this is. It is as if my mind is playing life through a sepia filter over and over. Sometimes eating my favorite foods (or not, it depends) makes daily life a little more bearable. Sometimes it is not food-related at all--cherry blossoms, a pretty sunrise, calming music. But then everything starts hurting again.
There is no overall point to this post. I really have no sense of living.

I [30F] just got engaged to the coolest man [33M] and we decided we'll probably elope because it's more private/affordable/our style. Of course, we want to have a party with our close friends/family afterward, but I'm all over the place about what I want to do! We've considered renting out a restaurant and having a great dinner, throwing a killer pool party, or something more traditional. What are some cool wedding celebrations you've been to?
Details:

• 30-50 people
• Great food is important to us but we could make it ourselves
• Budget is (hopefully) $5,000 but could be convinced to spend up to $7,000
• We aren't big dancers but open to having a dance component if that makes it more fun for folks
• We might not hire a full photographer, but would love folks to take their own pics or have a station for photo

We’ve been broken up since sept but we’ve been talking. I’m supposed to go visit her Friday. She’s said she’s not in the place for a relationship but wants to see me which feels like a mixed message.
During our relationship, I stayed when I really shouldn’t have. I tried so hard to get her to be a decent partner. She wasn’t. She was awful. I’m too embarrassed to give details. There was Emotional cheating, not making time for me, telling me my feelings were too much, prioritizing her family of origin and work and friends over me, the list goes on.
Since we’ve been apart she’s made significant improvements in our dialogue that have made me feel she’d be a better partner. She invited me to see her, but then work had a last minute dinner which required her attendance cutting out time short.
She tried to make amends by offering me to stay longer (so I’d be taking care of her dog while she’s away so she doesn’t have to fly her mom or dad in to watch the dog - she won’t board her).
Today I found out she’s got a 10day vacation planned w her bestie over my birthday in July.
It’s super triggering for me.
The straw that broke the camels back for me and ended our relationship has to do w a trip we planned but I never went on. This was after two years of me pressing for a vacation and her saying “I’m not a good planner and I have too much work and can’t take time off”. We had been on trips w her fam but never just us 2. After 3 years. We can both afford it- she just didn’t want to. So she had invited me on a work trip but she didn’t make arrangements for a dog sitter so I agreed to watch the dog and was resentful about it.
The hurt was compiled for me by the fact that she couldn’t commit to our relationship past the house we were renovating. She needed me to get through the Reno . Multiple times she said she wasn’t sure if she wanted to be togther or live together after we finished. (after I finished renovating her house).
So now i found out she’s got this ten day trip planned for her bestie, overseas. Over my b day. It’s triggering.
When we were togther , She wouldn’t plan a vacay w me and didn’t respect me wanting to not have her fam over for my bday. I told her many times I want our anniversary and my birthday to be just us. Both were ignored.
I told her that hearing about the trip she planned was making me feel some kind of way - and she replied that I was pushing her away, and if we couldn’t move on then I shouldn’t come.
That’s the nice version. Really she blamed me for having feelings and not being able to move on. And said that is pushing her away.
I basically said , I need someone who can hear my feelings and respond in a way that isn’t defensive, doesn’t blame me, and can take accountability for past actions.
She’s quiet. No response.
This is a giant fucking red flag right?
My gut knows this is toxic.
But her words make me feel like I’ve messed up. And I’m trying to be supportive and stable and secure for her.
But she’s really been awful in the past and I’m scared it will repeat and she’s asking me to forget the past and move on and she says I can’t do that , that I am to blame bc I can’t do it and I shouldn’t come down and see her since I Can’t move on. I just want a little reassurance and maybe to hear where she’s at and I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
Just writing this feels like I’m making her out to be a shit bag but that seems harsh. Idk why I love her and can’t move on. I think I’m just being strung along.

This is my first post I’ve ever done apologies if it is a bit of a mess. But I thought it would be nice to possibly hear other people’s insight and thoughts.
My gf(f24) and I (m24) have been together for a bit over a year now. I have yet to meet her guy friend who I’ll call “J”(m24). Before things go further I am sure she isn’t cheating or anything of the sort. But when J is involved it is always with her other friend who I’ll refer to as “T” (f23). They always are together as a little group.
At the start of the relationship they would all hangout together, going out to eat, hanging out,etc. After a few months of us officially being together I thought it would be a good idea to meet her friends and establish a good relationship with them. Since they would always ask about me and teasing her about when they are going to meet me. She finally brought up the idea to both of them. T was excited and made the effort to arrange plans for us to meet eachother over a little hangout and dinner after. However, J didn’t end up showing up saying he was too busy to come which was understandable at the time. But as time kept going on there was multiple instances of T and J hanging out already asking my gf that they should hangout as we were together. My gf would say this is a perfect time to meet but suddenly J would be “too busy” and had to go. This situation happened about a dozen times finally making me question her about J.
The way she explained J made me feel uncomfortable. Saying he had “dark humor” making jokes about r*pe ,death, or making fun of T or my gf in a “teasing way” about their insecurities. But he is about to be married and has been with his fiance for a few years. after this short talk I mentioned that sounds really weird to be around. She just casually put it at the time saying “it’s just the way he is.”
We didn’t talk about the situation for a few months since J went MIA for a few months buying a house and through out that time i felt a weird sense of relief. T and my gf would continue to hangout and T would invite me if she had any events going on. J came back into the picture about a week ago saying they should catch up get dinner and see the new house. And after the hangout apparently stating they can come over any time “but only them and no guests” this felt targeted towards me.
I did mention it to my partner finally, it feels like he is avoiding me for some odd reason and makes me question the type of person he is causing an internal red flag to go off . My gf admitted she didn’t realize it until I brought it up. She asked me if she should stop being friends with him reassuring, “if it makes you uncomfortable I will. Since I want you to be happy and comfy.” I feel like a part of me feels like saying yes but also don’t want to be toxic or at least feeling that way.
But why do you guys think he is possibly avoiding me/being weird, and how would you guys go about the situation?
Tl:dr, feels like gf’s guy friend is avoiding me over a span of a year. Don’t know how to proceed, feeling off about him as a person.

i (17m) can’t stop obsessing over this straight guy (17m)
some context: me and him (SG for short) have known each other since middle school. we never talked during middle school but we knew about each other. FF to high school and we have a class together during our freshman year. we start talking and become friends. this is where it all started.
ever since me and him started talking, i’ve quickly grown attached and obsessed with him and it’s so disgustingly unhealthy. i would want to always talk to him and be around him. it sounds mundane now but it gets worse from here. we talked with each other online through discord while we weren’t at school and sometimes our convos would delve into flirting territory but these were jokes to him. i took these as serious attempts at flirting with me and would respond back as such which i assume he thought were jokes too. i started to realize these were jokes when i would hear him do this with his friends (straight males) while we were all in a call together.
i tried detaching myself from him but every single time he would message me i felt like an addict that was down on my knees thanking god for a the sliver of crack i found on the street. i would then spend hours of my time waiting for him to message me, waiting for him to get finished with playing games with his friends, watch what he would talk about to with his friends in the group chat.
i genuinely could’ve spent hours just listening and watching him talk to his friends. then, whenever it was just him and i, we would have fun conversations that made me happy. but i think it was just talking to him that made me happy. we then started flirting more. and these times were different. he was being genuine about what he was saying, at least i think he was. we shared pics of each other then he said that he wanted to confess something. he told me that he liked me. he asked if i felt the same way and if i didn’t to let him know right then and there. i obviously told him i did.
when i say this night was the night that my body had felt the most joy and happiness in the world, it’s no exaggeration. sometimes i wish that it hadn’t happened though. maybe a few days later he said he would be interested in a “relationship” type thing. i happily obliged. not even a week later, on my birthday, he said it wasn’t going to work out. he said he’s glad this relationship wasn’t something serious and i agreed. inside though, i was upset, sad, and distraught. this is the only person in the world i’ve loved this much. this is the only person in the world i’ve ever confessed genuine love and feelings for. this is the only boy i have talked to that i could call a friend. i cried a lot. i cried because i think alot about my love life and always think ill be alone because im such a loner and weirdo. i have about as many friends as i can count on my hand, so you can only imagine how this guy helped me feel better about that.
we still talked after this ordeal, and a while later we even told each other we still had feelings for each other. he still wasn’t sure he was gay though. i got a job at the place he worked at because he said it could be fun and my parents used to work there so i could get a job easily. i also got a pc so i could spend more time with him and play games with him! i also got it because i’ve been wanting one but he was the final piece of the puzzle. but things got silent between us once we said we still had feelings for each other again. i wanted to forget him so i unadded him from discord. it was then our junior year and he added me again. we started talking again. if you couldn’t tell, i have 0 self control. we kept in contact and would play games with him from time to time. during this year, we probably had the most flirting conversations we’d ever had. we talked to each other more than ever and i just kept falling more and more in love with him even thought i knew i shouldn’t have.
i’ve always thought myself to be an independent person. i’ve never relied on other people and prefer to deal with my problems on my own because i don’t want others to think i need extra help and have them create a false version of me in their head. but with SG i just can’t help but feel like i need him. i can’t stop myself from constantly checking my notifications to see if he’s texted me. i can’t help but drop everything im doing to do something with him instead. i can’t help but post things onto my instagram stories that remind me of him. i can’t help but listen to music and think about him on every lyric.
he joined the same club as me junior year and when we had the first face to face interaction of the year i was reminded of everything i loved about him. i remember how talented he is. he’s so artistic and knowledgeable about pc’s. he’s so funny and we share our humor. he’s awkward and nerdy, he loves anime and loves to game. this was the beginning of the downfall.
we talked more and more and we had deep conversations about what we wanted to do with our lives after school. i talked about how attractive he was and so did he to me. im not sure how explicit i can get in this story, but with that you can imagine how things went sometimes. we went on a movie date. i ditched my family who invited me to go to the museum to go with him to the movies. i paid for everything because i wanted to, maybe it would show him how much i liked him. we cuddled and kissed. i was happy then but now that i think about it i think my nervousness made it far more awkward than it should’ve. he had his hands on my bottom and i had mine on him. after the movie we both went home.
i thought about him through the day and remembered that he’s moving away at the end of the month. the entire day i was sulking and sad. i was angry that my life was like this. so unfortunate and pitiful. a gay teen, with no social skills and a lack of a love life, eating disorders, and he was given a glimmer of hope for it all to be taken from him. he made me feel good about myself whenever he would compliment me, flirt with me, talk to me. i’ve always hated myself and he made me not do that. i think about him more than i do about me eating. i love him more than i love breathing. my entire mood depends on him.
something happened earlier this week and we kind of stopped talking again. i asked him what we were, i told him that i knew he had a lot going on with him moving and everything so he didn’t have to give an answer right away. he said that we couldn’t have a public relationship with me he said that he has a lot of people “depending” on him and he wished people were more accepting. he said he cared about me, but couldn’t be in a relationship with me. i thanked him for the honesty, and said that i didn’t want a public relationship if he didn’t want one. i asked him if he wanted to go to the movies again but said that i knew he was busy so he could let me know if he could. he said he would. then 2 days after, he said that his parents weren’t home and i should’ve came over so we could “you know”. the day after that, i asked him if he wanted to hang out like he wanted but i guess the idea didn’t sound good to him anymore. today was the day the movie was supposed to play. the showtimes were at 3 and 7. he knew that. i asked him again at 2 and i still feel stupid for doing it. he doesn’t want to go. i wish he did. i just want to go to the movies with him again.

This is going to be a long one but please let me know what you think. I (14, F) met my brothers current best friend (18, M) in early December, my brother (17, M) met him around the same time. For the sake of privacy I’ll call my brothers best friend Kane. So around early December my brother introduced me to Kane and he seemed nice. Kane was born in Thailand and moved to America when he was 15. He lives with his older brother and grandfather, his parents stayed back in Thailand.
I had a small crush on him for about two weeks upon a meeting him but it quickly went away. I had never flirted with Kane or given him any reason to think I had any sort of romantic feelings towards him. Around 2-3 weeks before Valentine’s Day, Kane started acting weird.
For example my brother was driving me, my mom, and Kane somewhere, not sure where. My mom was in the passenger seat and my brother was driving so I had to sit in the back with Kane which had never happened previously. I’d been in the same car with him many times but I was always in the passenger seat. My older brother drives me to and from school while Kane often tags along after school and comes to our house. I sat close to my door in the car and he sat in the middle which is abnormal for most people but nothing alarming, just strange. The part that bothers me is that despite there being a ton of space in the back seat and Kane not being large at all (5’6 on the average to slim side), his arm was touching mine. It sounds ridiculous but I was basically up against my door so there wasn’t much I could do and I tried to chalk it up to an accident. The car drive was about 30 minutes so the discomfort can be imagined especially since I don’t like physical affection/touch from even close family and most friends.
Another example is that when my brother had after school clubs I would walk home because I would get home faster than waiting, Kane now started joining me. More specifically he messaged me telling me to stay where is as and popped up right in front of me within thirty seconds, I was at least a 7 minute walk from the school which meant he’d already planned on walking with me prior to telling me anything. I also tried to think nothing of it. He started more conversations with me and asked me more questions. He also started getting me little drinks and snacks, giving them to me when he walked to my home or in school. He would also find ways to touch me in little ways, lingering touched if you will. Nothing sexual, but noticeable. Me and my younger brother fought and I got a scrape/cut, there was Kane going to check on it. Touch lingering in my arm for a bit to long considering there was no reason for it to have been there in the first place considering it wasn’t anything big. I had a lot of suspicions by this point but tried to lean towards the fact that he was several years older than me and I was only 14 so it couldn’t be possible. I know I sound paranoid here but believe me I wish I was.
A week before Valentine’s Day I’d planned to make glitter roses for close family and friends. Kane had essentially become family to everyone else by this point considering he was over the house at least 5 days a week for multiple hours. I made them for around 6-7 people. One for my older brother, my younger brother, Kane, a few friends from school, and a bouquet for my mom. The color of the rose depended on the persons favorite color which I asked in advance.
Mind you no one had asked me anything similar so I wasn’t expecting anything of the sort. However when I gave it to Kane on Valentine’s Day he also had something for me. Two handmade bookmarks made of my favorite color, pressed flowers, and my name on the back using a little code I often used for fun. He’d asked me if I liked it and I did. I said yes and I heard him mumble “alright, then it was worth it.” I like to read and often use random things as bookmarks because I never seem to have one on me, I never complain about it so you would’ve had to pay attention to me.
Later that night after Kane had gone home my mother asked me if I thought it was weird that Kane had given me that. I did find it weird but said no, I tried to make a joke of it with my sister and mom which is when my sister spilled about when I had a crush on Kane. This provoked my mom to tell me that Kane did have a crush on me later on that night with my older brother, younger sister, and grandma in the same room. Everyone saw it as normal, everyone except me. My brother even made a joke about how I should marry Kane when I’m older if he’s successful. I’d made it very clear in the past that I hated age gaps like that in high school and that if the grades didn’t touch neither would I for my high school dating motto.
I tried to shove down the uncomfortableness that I felt. I also found out that Kane had told my brother about his crush a week prior and my brother had even helped get the items needed to make Kanes valentines gift for me. I absolutely hated that, I stayed quiet though and laughed about it. I didn’t want to ‘overreact’. My mom said it was okay because Kane is a nice kid. I didn’t want to stir issues in my brothers friendship so I stayed silent about how I felt. But as more time grew I felt worse.
Kane got me more snacks and drinks, talked to me even more, stayed at our house while my brother was at work to see me, and began staring at me in a lovey type of way often. My brother would often tell me that Kane didn’t just have a crush on me, that he was in love with me. I hated the situation but refused to talk to my friends who it it because I thought I was being dramatic. I later asked a friends dad what he would do in the situation if he were my brother and he had a similar opinion to mine. This made me feel like I wasn’t crazy and lifted a wait off my shoulders.
I’m not normally one to hide her opinions especially no on these types of matter however I have a weird soft spot for my older brother. A sort of fantasy that I’ve had since I’ve as a toddler, that my big brother would protect me. Despite proving that he wouldn’t time and time again I can’t seem to get rid of that belief which is why I was so silent in this situation. My mind was essentially saying that if it was wrong, my brother would say something. My heart and guy knew otherwise. I then began asking my friends about the situation and I found out very quickly that it was not an okay situation. Granted I hadn’t told my family about the odd behavior prior to Valentine’s Day yet. I decided that I would ask my brother to tell Kane to stop with the gifts and stuff because I was uncomfortable. I wasn’t meant to know about Kanes feelings so I suggested that my brother say something about me being a kid and how it was because I was his sister. I texted him about this while we were already talking so I knew he’d seen it, he ignored it.
I have a bad history mental health and poor coping mechanisms so that combined with my childish fantasy threw me back into a horrible state of mind. I reverted back to things I had worked extremely hard to dig myself out of. Mind you, my brother had talked to me in person about other things after that but didn’t mention the text at all.
I followed the tell a trusted adult advice the next day, my mother. She only asked if Kane had touched me and implied that I shouldn’t be uncomfortable if he hadn’t. He hadn’t touched done sexually so I said no. I’m quite sure that’s what she meant when asking it anyways. I finally spoke in person with my brother and mother about it about two days later which is when my brother got upset saying he wouldn’t talk to Kane for at least two weeks cause his mom was now in town. His mother was not there when I’d asked originally. He also called my issue insignificant, he was dealing with college and scholarship issues. My mother told me I stress him out too much after he left before leaving herself.
I eventually told my brother that I would do his hair until he talked to Kane. Me and my older brother both have curly hair (3A-3B) and I style his hair weekly. I’d tried to get him to learn many times in the past but he always refused. We had just gone on spring break and his hair was newly styled so he didn’t take it into account all that much. After about a week and a half I sat my brother down to explain why I was so uncomfortable with Kanes actions in detail while concealing selective parts because I didn’t want to cause damage to their friendship. I excluded the car thing and the lingering touches.
I also told him about my fear of men which is my biggest fear. To be more specific I have an irrational fear of being sexually assaulted by an older man be it a year or 50 older. It’s not rational nor is it something I can explain. It’s not selective, I feel in for everyone older than me including my brother. Some people I fear less than others but I always have that fear, constantly. I explained that and also how it included family.
My brother seemed understanding and said he would take care of it. We were on good terms again now as he said he would talk to Kane that Saturday which turned into that Sunday which turned into a week later. My brother also made my fear a family dinner discussion in front my my younger brother, younger sister, and mother. This led to my mother lecturing me for two hours about how I need help. I broke into tears the moment he said it. I told him that I would never touch his hair again and he laughed at me saying I couldn’t do that, he was my brother. I later on found out that he also told his current girlfriend about my fear without asking me to letting me know at all. I found out through conversation with her. He’s known her for maybe a year probably less, unsure.
I’ve ignored him since which included walking to and from school. I didn’t want to owe him anything. I know myself and I knew that if I sat in a car with him twice a day five days of the week, I’d forgive him quickly. As I said, I have a soft spot for him which is why his betrayal hurt all the more. I would have never done that to him.
I tried talking to him while setting some boundaries after two weeks of ignoring him and he quickly got mad with them and told me not to talk to him until I actually wan to. My boundaries were that I wouldn’t let him drive me to and from school, i would still walk. I gave him two reasons, I didn’t want to be in a car with Kane again and it gets me the steps I need so I don’t have to walk after school to exercise.
I also told him that I would not be anywhere Kane was. If he was bringing Kane somewhere, that’s great, but I won’t be there. He was upset that Kane felt awkward coming around the house now, upset with me for it. He wanted me to be around Kane all the time again.
You have to understand that I was blaming myself for this entire situation because of how bad my mental state has gotten. I keep thinking, maybe if I’d worn baggier clothes or spent less time with the my brother then he wouldn’t have liked me. Maybe if I hadn’t been as nice he wouldn’t have liked me. Maybe it’s my fault. While I know it isn’t, I know that I should have to worry about that especially considering I don’t wear super revealing clothes and I shouldn’t have to avoid my brother, but it’s what my mind resorts to and I can’t help it. What made me so angry with my brother was the fact that because he didn’t want to hurt his best friends feelings he destroyed all the progress I’d made with my mental health and that had the guts to be angry with me afterwards. I know that this was really long but I really do need to know AITAH and what I should do moving forward.

Hi all,
My fiancé and I have been talking and realized we’re both not super dance-y people. While we’re not opposed to just having a sit-down reception dinner at a restaurant, we still still want to do something fun and memorable for our reception to celebrate us and have a good time with our family/friends.
We’re located in IL - we’ve discussed things like Whirlyball and Pinstripes. Are there any other venues or places that have this sort of vibe that accommodate weddings? Or, any other type of unique/memorable reception idea?
We don’t have a date set in stone yet; we planned for a long-ish engagement but trying to get the ball rolling by end of this year.

Hey guys ! New to reddit but just wanted to see if anyone could help me or give advice or just say their take on this. I (20f) and my boyfriend (21m) have been together for now almost a year. I get a long beautifully with his family. His little sisters (8 and 13) are the best and every time i’m over they hug me and just want to play and hang out all the time. Backstory first, I met my boyfriend through a mutual friend and we started off as best friends. His brother (25) also became my best friend and we would hang out pretty consistently. From the start, I knew his dad didn’t like me. He’d kind of just side eye me and like half wave but never fully addresses me even when my bf and I were just friends. When we started dating he would sometimes talk to me but even then he would just only do it when family was around. His mom and I have a great relationship. She gives me advice all the time with just life and being an early adult and we’d just talk honestly like friends. His mom and I have never had an issue. Now his dad and i haven’t either but it’s just so awkward and so tense when he’s around. I feel like I can’t talk cause he’s just judging me and if i’m around he won’t even acknowledge my existence. Recently, it got worse. I would stay over for dinner and hang out in my bf room. For context, I do come over a lot but i’m always respectful say hi to everyone and give hugs and have small talk before going in my bf room. Also, I do give like 20 bucks for dinner sometimes because I am here a lot and i want to be helpful. We also always keep the door open and it’s not just always us. Well watch shows with the family and have fun like it’s just a normal thing for us. Anyways, the reason I am 100% sure he does not like me is because recently whenever dinner is called he will only say my bf name and make one plate. He knows i’m here. He’ll just say girls dinner, brothers name dinner and bf name dinner. Now at first i was like oh just to call both of us but then the other night, my boyfriend and i were downstairs with his brother watching a show, while his dad was making food. He made the plates and then said dinner is ready bf name and brothers name. We get up to go get food and there’s 6 plates. (there’s 7 in the house with me there) We all didn’t think much of it, so we grab three plates sit down and watch our show again. He asked where his plate went and we all said idk and then he said oh i didn’t make you a plate i forgot you were here so that’s my plate and i got really awkward and said sorry and my bf just kind of did the same thing and sat awkwardly. Now since then, his dad just ignores me when I’m at the house and my boyfriend sees it too but doesn’t know how to address it since his mom sees no issue and hasn’t talked to my bf about any issues. I can tell he thinks i might be overthinking but doesn’t want to say anything. am i being an asshole and just assuming things. idk i just need help idek what to do.
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Due to some unexpected family stuff I’ll be coming in a day early for my trip. Staying offsite solo for a night before I head to Wilderness Lodge to meet my friends. Just wondering if anyone has a good suggestions for how to kick off my trip? Was thinking of wandering around Disney Springs, or maybe doing a monorail tour or checking out the skyliner and having dinner at Topolino’s Terrace or maybe Sebastian’s Bistro? We have 4 park days during our trip proper and will be staying at Wilderness Lodge and Swan so we’ll be hitting the boardwalk area at some point later in the trip. Any ideas for something fun and a little different to do on my own?

• 34M, 6'0", 205lbs, White/Caucasian
• Primary Complaint: Chest pain, tightness in chest, trouble breathing, acute fatigue.
  • Chest pain is primarily in left side of chest, just to the left of the sternum, but not quite at the pectoral muscles. This is also where the tightness seems to stem from, spanning across the center of my chest. Another pain point appears to exist in the left side of the chest, around the mid/lower ribcage. This one can sometimes be irritated when moving certain ways, and almost feels muscular in sensation. I haven't been able to manipulate these points of concern or identify sensitivities with surface-level touch or massage, beyond just adding uncomfortable pressure.
• Secondary Complaints: Significant heartburn, intermittent skin rash (small itchy bumps appearing on hand/knuckles/testicles/elbow for the past 2-3 months), muscular pain/fatigue, intermittent lightheadedness.
• Past/Current Diagnoses: Idioventricular arrhythmia, GAD, ADHD, possible SAD/MDD, IBS
• Drink? 0-3 drinks per week (often 0). Smoke? No. Drugs? No.
• Medications (was taking none prior to this event):
  • Bupropion XL 150mg: Began 1 week prior to medical event, stopped after chest issues.
  • Esomeprazole Magnesium 20mg: Took two-week course, ending 3/4/24. Resolved heartburn in that time, but did not affect chest symptoms. Heartburn returned after this.
  • Propranolol 10mg: Prescribed off label for possible bodily anxiety. Took two weeks, now on hand for as-needed use. Saw intended improvements for bodily anxiety (my brain still reacted to anxiety-inducing events, but my breathing and heart rate remained normal), but the chest symptoms were unaffected.
  • Lorazepam 0.5mg: Prescribed in effort to treat chest pain. Currently trialing. Tried a 0.5mg dose so far, and noted slight calming effects, but no impact on chest issues. Planning to take a 1mg dose today to confirm results.
  • Arnuity Ellipta 100 MCG/ACT inhaler: Currently waiting on pharmacy to receive stock.

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First, a quick background leading to the medical event.
I've been seeing a psychologist on and off for 3.5 years, but no other medical professionals in this time. The work done here was pretty basic--talked through a couple breakups, but typically met once per month for proactive work around daily life. I have a history of probable SAD (received a MDD diagnosis ~10 years ago) that began to interfere with my life around OctobeNovember 2023, so my psychologist recommended seeking a psychiatric prescriber.
I had an upcoming appointment with a new primary care provider, where I wanted to discuss ongoing fatigue since I had COVID in April 2023 (possible "long COVID"?), so I decided to discuss medication here as well, with the idea that they would have the whole picture in mind while treating me.
I'd tried SSRIs twice around 8-10 years prior and didn't love the sexual side effects, so I asked about Viibryd and Wellbutrin, which were recommendations I'd received. I mentioned hesitation around Wellbutrin, given a history of cardiac issues (ultimately diagnosed as an arrhythmia) and medication/stimulant sensitivity (and orders from my past cardiologist to avoid caffeine/stimulants), but my new PCP insisted he was comfortable prescribing it to me, so off I went with a 150mg bupropion prescription, taking my first dose on 12/4/23. They also ran an EKG that day, simply because I had worked with a cardiologist in the past and hadn't had one since then (outside of occasional Apple Watch ECGs), which was interpreted as normal, and I was referred to a sleep specialist for possible sleep apnea (later confirmed, and I'm now trying to figure out how to sleep with a CPAP).
Here's where the symptoms began.
One week later, on 12/11/23, I hadn't noticed any effects from the bupropion, either positive or negative. Around 7:40pm, I was relaxing on my couch in good health, playing a relaxing turn-based game (so no apparent stressors), when I felt intense pain in the left side of my chest. This lasted for 1-2 minutes, when the sharp pain subsided, but an intense tightness remained, which came with a sensation of some difficulty breathing.
I probably should have taken a trip to the ER, but I didn't due to fear of cost (poor choice, I know). I felt things out a bit and eventually went to sleep, hoping to feel better in the morning.
I did not feel better in the morning. I woke up with the feeling of tightness still present, along with feeling a bit lightheaded. I nearly passed out after getting up and moving around, but I barely avoided it by lying down in the floor and elevating my legs. I've passed out maybe 5-8 times in my life due to what is assumed to be anxiety/vasovagal in nature (from medical needle work/IVs, one reaction to numbing or dilation drops at optometrist, one reaction to an oncoming IBS event with lack of restroom access, one vaccination experience (of many before and since that went fine), and once while overdoing it when I had COVID), so I'm assuming that's what happened here. I've experienced occasional lightheadedness in the time since--maybe 5-6 days of frequent lightheadedness, but I haven't actually passed out in this time.
I managed to grab a same-day appointment with my PCP that morning, so I went in to see him, fully expecting to be referred to the ER or urgent care. He told me he wasn't worried about it being a heart attack, to continue taking the bupropion, asked when I was seeing my therapist next, asked for an update in a couple days, and sent me home.
With no change, I saw my PCP via telehealth two days later.
He advised me to continue taking the bupropion, but I reframed my inquiry around that to ask if it was safe to stop entirely. He said yes, so the dose taken earlier that day was my last. He referred me to get an x-ray and blood work. These came back normal, apart from a granuloma/calcified nodule in the left lung.
At this point, he asked me to come back in one month with a journal, which felt much too long, given the symptoms and their impact on my life. He also wrote me a work note recommending remote work while working out a treatment plan.
Currently, there has been no improvement--my chest still feels tight and/or in pain essentially all the time, with severity coming and going. At this time, I was also experiencing acute muscular pain/fatigue across my chest and arms, like I had gone to the gym and way overdone it on those muscles. It was mostly focused on the chest, and the muscles around the armpit. I also began to experience GI symptoms (primarily severe heartburn, but initially accompanied by excessive burping and notable gurgling/activity in the stomach that has since subsided).

• From my journaling, here are the activities correlated with my symptoms:
  • Lack of sleep. This is the most impactful by far.
  • Physical exercise/exertion, including short walks. This can be especially bad, but it's also one I have a bit more control over managing.
  • Driving, especially when heightened alertness is needed, such as in heavy traffic.
  • Remaining in one physical position for too long. Lying on my back is the worst, with lying on my sides, sitting upright at a desk, standing also providing discomfort. Sitting on the couch, where I can lounge and shift position more easily seems to be the least problematic spot for me, but rotating resting positions is the best thing for it so far.
  • Being in social settings for extended periods--even something fun and low-energy, like a couple friends coming to see me, feels taxing after a while. I suspect this has to do with my limited bandwidth, and the passive tension I experience as someone who experiences social anxiety, but it's noteworthy either way.
• It's worth noting that a lot of these symptom correlations don't occur immediately, but in the hours following, and symptoms can be elevated for days at a time if I overdo it too much. It's less like having the body feedback from a broken limb that says, "Don't move that way," and more like the timeline that comes with something like heartburn/IBS (you ate/did the wrong thing and are paying for it on a delay).

It took me multiple requests to get a cardiologist referral, which I directly requested, given my history. He also recommended lung function testing, so I scheduled that. Every time I've spoken with my PCP, he's brought up mental health and referred me to my psychologist, who has determined this is not a mental health issue, as I've never had anxiety present in anything close to these symptoms. We even tried some additional exercises around calming and anxiety, and they helped in the sense that if you have physical pain from something like a broken limb, being able to calm yourself and relax a bit is better than being anxious/agitated, but it does nothing for the actual symptoms (either in the moment or in the following hours).
As soon as I could, I made appointments with a psychiatric prescriber, a cardiologist, and a pulmonologist.
I onboarded with the psychiatric prescriber to explore the bupropion's possible role in this. I was told that given my medical history, prescribing the bupropion at all was not a good idea for me, and especially in an XL format at 150mg. The initial hypothesis was that this could have thrown my body into a "feedback loop" of bodily anxiety that persisted after stopping the medication, but after the symptoms didn't respond to a couple different prescriptions (see above), the determination was that this should be exhaustively diagnosed as a physical health issue. Long-term, this prescriber wants to try stimulants for ADHD treatment, but said this is on hold until the chest issues are resolved and a cardiologist has given approval.
The cardiologist I saw didn't want to see a 12-lead EKG (my latest was from the initial PCP visit before symptoms began). He scheduled an EKG stress test, which was actually the first time I got wired up since my symptoms began. He has also declined to view the medical records I acquired from my past cardiologist on more than one occasion, which detail my past diagnosis and testing (including another stress test, nuclear imaging, echo, and Holter monitor results).
I powered through the stress test as best I could. I experienced resistance in my chest as my breathing increased, but my symptoms got much worse as I returned to rest, and the following 3-5 days were especially bad. The good news is that the results came back good, but the cardiologist has advised against any further testing, despite symptoms persisting with no identified cause.
Here are the X-Rays taken last week after my lung function tests.
I saw the pulmonologist, who has maybe been the most thorough provider I've worked with so far (aside from the sleep specialist, who was excellent, and the psychiatric providers I've worked with outside my PCP's network). He mentioned the calcified nodule on my left lung remained static between the two rounds of X-Rays, and was likely a result of a past fungal infection, or similar. He said my lung function results were good, but noted my lungs held on to air a bit too long, which was possibly a sign of asthma (though unlikely, given I haven't presented accordingly in the past). He prescribed me an inhaler (see above) to try for a couple weeks, at which point he wants to refer me to a GI specialist for the heartburn and have an echo to check for pericarditis (he declined to refer until I've trialed the inhaler).
Feel free to skip to the end from here!
This next bit may be more about poor provider interactions, though I would absolutely invite advice.
About a month ago, my workplace requested a renewal for my remote work recommendation. It's been a good accommodation that allows me to work in light of the physical limitations I'm experiencing (without having to resort to a medical leave, which my psychologist recommended, but I can't afford), and there are no issues in performing my job remote. My PCP asked me to return in person before issuing another note, so I scheduled that and went in (with a different doctor this time). I was assessed, asked again repeatedly about mental health, and told a note would be written. I later found some very inaccurate notes that misrepresented much of what I said during the visit.
The following day, I received a message asking how I'd like the work letter formatted. I provided details and didn't hear back for a week. I nudged them, asking if they needed more details. This led to an interaction with my usual PCP, who asked what limitations I was experiencing... I returned to square one and laid them all out, as above in this post. He then asked why I hadn't seen a pulmonologist as discussed during my visit with the other doctor--this hadn't been brought up at all before now (and I scheduled my above detailed pulmonary visit after this interaction). He then again asked how my mental health was, and what my new psychiatrist recommended (which I had detailed previously). He then recommended I ask my psychiatrist for a work note instead, said that his office would reach out to their office, and noted that I would be charged for the message interaction, because it was initiated by me... despite it being a follow-up interaction initiated by his office after my last appointment. I relayed that I sent my psychiatrist a release form, but noted I wasn't sure how helpful a work note from their office would be, given the ruling that this is a physical issue unrelated to mental health. He requested I return in person yet again.
Against my better judgment, I agreed and set my appointment. The first thing he did in person was act confused and ask why I came in (this is not the first time we've had an appointment he requested begin this way). He then pointed out that I have a care plan via the pulmonologist, threw up his hands, and presented that in an "Okay, end of story, now go home" sort of way. I'm pretty uncomfortable advocating for myself, but I gave it my best shot. I explained that I'm still in pain and can't do the things I want to do, at work and beyond, and that I desperately want to return to normal health, or at least get some answers. He said that some things don't have a solution, and the stress test came back fine, so I can resume normal activity, and his biggest advice was to exercise.
I was baffled by this suggestion, so I explained that I would love to be able to resume exercise (I have a bike and paddleboard collecting dust, and I am not happy being stuck at home nearly all the time, feeling terrible while I manage my symptoms), but it's not something I'm able to do right now. I walked through the fact that I have a significant amount of pain that gets worse as my activity level increases, and we haven't identified a cause... which tells me that I shouldn't push things until I know what I can push. His response was that it would be fine. Specifically, he said that I'm an adult who can make the choice to push through discomfort, and his recommendation as an internal specialist was to exercise through it.
I should add that he was severely agitated and appeared on the verge of yelling this whole conversation, and I was shut down any time I attempted to discuss my symptoms or ask for help.
For example, I wanted to ask about the heartburn and where I need to draw lines on medicating for it, as I currently take famotidine 10-20mg as needed until I can do another round of Nexium, but am concerned with doing this for too long, especially if there may be a better approach to resolving it (and whether it may be related to the chest issues). I've actually brought my heartburn up with him a few times, and have been brushed off each time.
Now for the wrap-up (finally).
Apologies for the large volume of text there, but it's been a journey, and thank you to anybody who stuck through this far. Right now, I'm exhausted, in pain and intense discomfort, and I'm having a hard time being taken seriously or finding a provider who seems to care. If anybody has seen something like this or has a recommendation on what sort of providers or treatment/diagnostic work I should seek out, or even just advice on how to navigate the medical system in light of my experiences here, I'm very open to ideas.
I'm not sure what to make of it, given that I'm of course not a medical expert, but symptoms coming on from nothing at all to full symptoms in an instant, and sustaining for months after seems odd. The timing of the bupropion is also pretty suspect to me, but the issues persisting so long after stopping it is also odd. I've had hiatal hernia mentioned as a possibility, but with no improvement from the Nexium (beyond just the heartburn while actively taking it), I know that makes it unlikely to some extent. It feels like we're looking at a lot of "not very likely" possibilities at this stage, though, so I don't know where I should be looking.

Ok so this is about my mom, she is the crazy MIL from hell and may God bless my new sister in law for what she put up with on her wedding day and every second of planning. My (23f) brother (26M) brother we'll call Sam got engaged a few years back and got married in May 2023 to Ann (also fake name). I wish that they would have hired a videographer to capture the day because I feel like there are so many things I honestly can't even remember them all. For starters leading up to the wedding my mother was a problem. It started small here and there but the first big blow up on Sam and Ann was when they told her they weren't getting married in a church. My mom and my god fearing grandma acted like Satan himself was going to crawl out of the ground and damn them to hell right there. My brother unfortunately didn't do much to calm down the situation and just let them be mad as they continued to plan the wedding. The second blow up happened when my brother had the "audacity" to invite our dad and step mom to the wedding. Our parents got divorced about 6 years ago and she can't get over it despite their marriage being over for 10+ years. She still to this day calls him "satan". (For reference my dad is a great guy who has never done anything to hurt or abuse us) Again they pushed on with planning.
Finally we get to wedding weekend. I was beyond stressed. Things first started going south at the rehearsal dinner where my mom chanted Whore to my step mom at the top of her longs to a room full of people. (My step mom being a breast cancer survivor and the nicest woman I've ever met. The mom I never had). The unfortunate thing is you can't do anything when my mom acts like this because she feeds off the attention and loves to make everyone else's life miserable.
Finally we make it to wedding day. Most of the day started fine and I don't even see her until we are done with hair and makeup and at the ceremony space ready to do group and family pictures. That's when I see her walking over looking like she's being held up.... BY HER THERAPIST. Yes that's right, she invited her therapist to the wedding. We were mortified. She then refused to get into any pictures that involved my dad so pictures took ten times longer than they needed to cause be kept having to switch groups in and out. (Jokes on her though I just photoshoped her into all the pictures).
Then it's ceremony time. She looks awful. It's only probably 10am but it is clear that she might have already had something to drink. So we slowly all make it down the isle and stand at our spots and the ceremony was great, I cried a lot and I'm really happy for them both. And besides my mom falling asleep in the front not much happened. Her therapist woke her up and that was that. BUT THE RECEPTION. Here is some rapid fire of what happened because there is so much it could be a book. 1. She again kept walking past my step mom and calling her a whore (not as loud this time, how kind). Every time she tried to walk over to my step mom her therapist grabbed her arm and swept her away like a toddler. 2. She was grinding all over her boyfriend on the dance floor (her second cousin btw 🤢) 3. She yelled at my sister bf and spit on mine 4. She moved around place cards at tables so staff were scrambling confused why all the seats and dinner plates were so off 5. There's more but best for last. She was beyond drunk. Like you could tell she was not in the right state of mind. So fun fact, we told the bar staff not to serve her anything with alcohol. So the therapist (who ended up helping us big time) went up the the bar staff and started yelling at them for serving and over serving her. And they said "we've given her nothing but cranberry juice all night"
There is more but it starts getting into even deeper family drama and issues so sorry won't be sharing that, but I am happy to say that it has almost been a year since the wedding and that day was the day I decided to go no contact with her! I've been no contact since and living my best life!

I've been the solo person (she is married) in a poly relationship since 2018. It's been fun over the years and we have a lot of good conversation and I love hanging out with her, her husband, and her pets. She has both a very stressful, time consuming job, and depression. In the past, I've gone over to their place on a Friday night, woken up early on a Saturday, and have just hung out with her husband and/or her dog until she woke up a few hours later.
From 2020-2022, it was a long distance relationship and I'd go to visit every few months. I moved closer in 2022 for a new job, and I feel like I've been seeing her less... her job has been even worse with scheduling than before, so I've gone days or even weeks without seeing her. I brought up to her a few months ago that I feel like the secondary in the relationship even when we first started dating, she said she didn't like primary/secondary designations.. She told me that her husband hardly gets to see her anyway due to her work schedule.
Recently on some weekends when I know she's not working, I don't want to invite myself over, but I don't make any plans in case I do get invited over, only to just wait around at home all day. ... I'm not sure if it's if she doesn't want to see me, has other plans, or it's the depression keeping her in bed all day.... I have no idea how to go about it, but some days it's making me regret joining a poly relationship... We have so much in common and she's the first person I've ever met who I care this much about, but on days like this (It's 6pm and I'm realizing I'm not going to see her this week) it's just frustrating.
My question is: How should I handle this scenario?
Tl;Dr: I'm solo partnered to someone who's married and has depression. I never get to see her due to work/depression/idk what else it could be and I don't know what to do/say without her taking offense/making me feel bad for bringing it up. How do I deal with this without breaking up?

I (M18) had a great relationship with a girl who I really thought would be the one I marry one day. She was year younger than me and I plan on attending college later this year and was really adamant about staying together through it all. That is until I learned about a bunch of secrets being hidden from me.
To start, I had went on a cruise midway through last year and met a nice girl who had I had hit it off really well with from the start. Given, she made it blatantly clear that she had a boyfriend and I respected that fully. TBH I had no intention of getting with her because of that and only wanted to enjoy a cruise within the friend group that we had developed. I had helped her with a college course she had been enrolled in because I was bored and we were about to go clubbing and I like to think of myself as a somewhat academic person so I opted to help with her assignment. I ended up doing the assignment for her and basically saved her from failing the class because it was due at 11:59 and I was the only one who could do it under a hour.
Anyways, we get off the cruise and I keep in contact with her afterwards. At this time me and her brother become basically bestfriends and play games together all the time. She ended up "ending" things with her boyfriend a few weeks later after the cruise and we became closer because of that. She invited me to a wedding with her family and I went. I had suggested playfully matching colors for outfits and she surprisingly agreed. I forgot to mention she lives about a 2 hour drive away from me so I WAS a little but of hassle getting there but it was worth the drive. After the wedding we become way closer and as the days nearing our start of the HS school year come things seem to be coming to a good spot. Until I dropped the question the day before school started. She ended up blocking me for the first 3 days of school due to she was "trying to give her ex another chance because he said he changed." I was hurt but I just accepted this was a talking stage for us and I just let it go. This ex is the root of my issues. He has abused her, allegedly SA her, and verbally degraded her to the point where she turned to self harm to punish herself because she was being gas lit into thinking she was the problem. He had been her first everything and she called it a trauma bond.
After the 3 days of being blocked she unblocked me and told me that she made a mistake with her ex and that he really wasn't going to change. I thought "oh wow I have a chance again" and took her back and reignited the flame we once had. Another 3 weeks go by of us talking and I finally make her my girlfriend and drive to see her. Once we had become official, I basically drove 2 hours every Saturday to go see her and take her on dates. I really wanted to treat her the way she deserved to be treated because her ex had mistreated her and her family had been in shambles (dad throws parties and neglects the kids and the mother is a mentally ill women who threatens to hurt herself). I knew the risks of a long distance relationship but to me, it was worth it. I learned what a wonderful person she was through the talking phases I had with her and the late nights where all we did was stay up and talk on the phone. She was my first everything and taught me a whole lot of thing that I never thought I'd learn from someone. Towards our 4 month of dating we started to become rocky and argue about things here and there. She was diagnosed with clinical depression from a young age so her mental health got a hold of her a lot making her become emotional and upset at me. We ended up breaking up due to that and she said she had to focus on her mental health. I was distraught but understanding and we stopped seeing each other. It sucked because I had asked her to homecoming a week prior and even had her parents approval to sleep in her room with her because they really had trusted me (a little sketchy now looking back but eh). Its a different type of expierience when you sleep skin to skin with someone you cherish.
Fast forward 2 months, she reaches back out to me to say that she wanted to be friends again. I was hesitant but agreed and ended up going wayyy to far and ending being convince to try the relationship again. We began dating again and everything was amazing. We spent christmas together and new years on a roof top sushi resturant that had been my favorite (i paid for a $400 meal that night). We were amazing up until February. Since we were long distance, we had each others location in case we needed to get in contact. She told me she was going out with her friends on valentines day for a Galentines since it was a tradition for her. I knew her friends and they confirmed that with me. I ended up tired and checked her location for fun to see her at a address i didn't recognize at around 7pm. I called her bestfriend and she had said that my girlfriend had left a hour ago to go home. my gfs house and her bsfs houses are not an hour apart. So I end up calling her multiple times and was sent to voicemail everytime. I was playing with her brother and he told me about the address and my heart sank. It was the ex's house. The bestfriend ended up telling me that they both went to his house to confront him because he had been begging to be friends again to JUST be friends and they went their to confront him. The bsfs ended up scolding him for mistreating my gf and to just forget about it because of how bad he had treated her, My gf later went back on her own time for an hour and a half to talk to him and tell him that they couldn't be friends. When she got home and called me, she told me she just got back from her bsfs house and lied to my face. When I confronted her she became really upset and cried saying she didn't know how to tell me and that it was really just to tell him no and that they couldn't be anything out of respect for me. I was upset and made that clear but then she turned it into a "trauma bond" and how she had to talk because she felt bad. And then she brought up her depression and such and mental health and how she felt like everyone hated her. I calmed her down but then went to bed because I felt dissmissed and the whole situation still not being clarified. I forgave her and she ended up driving up to see me to celebrate a late valentines day with me. Everything was okay from there on out, with the occasional argument about the whole valentines day thing again, and we were somewhat steady.
Then my birthday came around. The big 18. I took a shift on my birthday because it landed on a friday and I had wanted to celebrate my birthday the next day with my gf. After I got off work I called my gf to tell her about my day and then when she picked up it was pitch dark. She had been crying because one of her friends had brought up her ex to her and she got triggered with trauma from him and cried. Her parents ended up yelling at her for crying and told her to cut it out because it bothered everyone in the house but that only made it worse. She ended up leaving and drove to a random parking lot. Police were called and she ended up getting baker acted because there were signs of harm on her arms. This is when I had logged into her socials to see what exactly had been the issue and found that there was a DM from a friend and it said, "does your boyfriend know that youve been playing games with youre ex." She had said no and that her and her ex were no longer talking at all. I snoop around a little bit more and uncover the entire truth. She had been contacting him ever since valentines day and they had been hanging out behind my back and talking to each other. The ex still called her baby and princess and she didnt saying anything about it. They had skipped school together and even kissed in the car (my gf would later say this was forced and she couldnt say no and had cried when it happened). And when I found out that she had decided to go on a date on my birthday with him i lost it. When she called me from the ward phone that night I flipped out. I asked her why she had been cheating on me and she said she didnt know and that it was a big mistake. She didnt know how to tell me about it and cried to me. i couldnt handle it and blocked her while she was in the mental hospital still. I was so hurt and destroyed that I didnt come out of my room for days. Her brother helped me get videos and screenshots of the messages between the two. When she was discharged she had decided to have the brother convince me to unblock her and talk to her again abt it all. I listened. I was told that it was a mistake and that she didn't know what to do because she really felt bad for him since he had no friends. She told me that she regrets it and only wants me and our future together. I told her that it was over but we could still be friends and work past it possibly.
After that, we had slowly began fixing things and working together, but still arguing a lot. She said I love you on multiple occasions and even kissed me. I felt gross. She became upset at me when I didn't reciprocate back and told me that I was confusing her. I honestly didnt know what i wanted because one side of me wanted to go back to being her boyfriend, the other half wanted to be her ex because she cheated. A week ago we had a really bad arguement and she threatened to hurt herself and even threatened to end her self because she had been struggling with mental health for so long and that if I didnt have a future with her then she didnt see a future at all. The argurment had been about why i didnt reciprocate back and what i wanted which ended awfully. She had expected me to treat her like her boyfriend again and comfort her when she was really struggling which I did, but no in the way that I used to and more like a friend would. I couldnt bring myself to do it and call her baby and calm her down. After her threats and her constant berating of me I had enough. I said that I couldn't work past all of this and that she had cheated on me for weeks and that this pain wouldnt go away with the way we've been going. I said my goodbyes and she begged me to stay and that she would change but I couldn't handle it anymore. She even had her mother crying to me begging me because she loved me and my gf so much and only wanted to see us together. I couldn't. I blocked her on all socials and her number blocked to. She had posted about me not treating her correctly and it made me feel bad and almost unblock her and try again but I stopped myself. I can't lie. I did fight and I didnt treat her the best after I found out, but by no means did I abuse her or go as far to make her feel small and a burden around me. I only ever tried to communicate with her and work on the future we had promised each other to end. But in the end, I couldn't keep my promise of staying forever and making the future we had promised each other become a reality.
AITA?

I wanted to introduce my friend to Ark without overwhelming them with a bunch of mods and without making things to easy. So I set up a server with boosted rates, stacking bumps and stacking things like prime, and highly boosted breeding since we both work jobs. However, I think I've still been able to maintain the necessary grind just not life sucking grind.
Right now its just me and my friend and I'm currently showing them the ropes and helping but I was wondering if there were any other folks out there that would be interested in joining a newbie friendly Ark Server? I think my friend would have more fun if there were others around.
The server is password protected and invite only, all information handled via Discord. Willing to extend invites to a few people and maybe their friends if they'd like to pop on and have some fun with us Starting my friend off on the Island so that is the only server right now. Will be clustering as we progress.
Current Mods: U+, Marnii Hairstyles, Paleo Ark, Dino Depot, All Additions Ascended Platforms: PC (will open to cross play when Paleo Ark enables crossplay)

I've been the solo person (she is married) in a poly relationship since 2018. It's been fun over the years and we have a lot of good conversation and I love hanging out with her, her husband, and her pets. She has both a very stressful, time consuming job, and depression. In the past, I've gone over to their place on a Friday night, woken up early on a Saturday, and have just hung out with her husband and/or her dog until she woke up a few hours later.
From 2020-2022, it was a long distance relationship and I'd go to visit every few months. I moved closer in 2022 for a new job, and I feel like I've been seeing her less... her job has been even worse with scheduling than before, so I've gone days or even weeks without seeing her. I brought up to her a few months ago that I feel like the secondary in the relationship even when we first started dating, she said she didn't like primary/secondary designations.. She told me that her husband hardly gets to see her anyway due to her work schedule.
Recently on some weekends when I know she's not working, I don't want to invite myself over, but I don't make any plans in case I do get invited over, only to just wait around at home all day. ... I'm not sure if it's if she doesn't want to see me, has other plans, or it's just depression keeping her in bed all day.... I have no idea how to go about it, but some days it's making me regret joining a poly relationship... We have so much in common and she's the first person I've ever met who I care this much about, but on days like this (It's 6pm and I'm realizing I'm not going to see her this week) it's just frustrating.
Tl;Dr: I'm solo partnered to someone who's married and has depression. I never get to see her due to work/depression/idk what else it could be and I don't know what to do/say without her taking offense/making me feel bad for bringing it up.

Been getting this place recommended alot to me this past week and i honestly don’t get you guys. Most of the members of this sub like to ridicule and make fun of islam and muslims as a whole which wont’t really benefit any of you in the end because it just makes you look like you have hatred in your hearts and you’re the minority in this case. I was a non muslim for a long period of my life so i kinda get it it’s a form of venting but it doesn’t help your case at all and the muslims who come here aren’t any better either because its also just attacking and ridicule, so what do you guys gain if you’re not having any meaningful discourse in here and its just hatred for one another. This is also not an invite for a “religious debate” and me trying to prove you wrong I don’t think those carry any positive impact when they’re between two parties who haven’t dedicated a good portion of their life towards learning theology

We are getting married next year and have a room block at the Marriot Saddle Brook. Does anyone know of any restaurants nearby where I can host a rehearsal dinner? We are looking for a private room to hold around 50 people. Thanks!