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2024.05.14 20:23 MissHerlol Creed Slvr Mtn Wtr For $90
So I went to one of my local flea markets a few days ago and found a full bottle of Creed Silver Mountain Water for $85. Now one issue about frags at places like these is determining if they’re real or not. So I came back a few days later with a sample of Silver mountain water to check it.(I also checked the batch codes) Low and behold it’s real! I’m super excited because this is my first creed and also the most expensive frag that I now own!
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2024.05.14 20:22 grizelda13133 Slavic bottle found….inquiry
 | So I found this bottle at the thrift store and after further research I realized that it could be a Slavic protection bottle. Does anyone have any more information or insight on what this could be? It has detachable “prongs” that are suspected to maybe be candle wicks of some sort (six- three on top layer three on bottom) submitted by grizelda13133 to Witch [link] [comments] I found a source claiming that they are folklore protection bottles but I can’t find anything else that supports this claim nor can I find the bottle anywhere else. |
2024.05.14 20:20 AppropriateOne4122 stainless steel water bottle safe?
So im trying to buy a flat water bottle i can put in my work bag to refill my regular water bottle at work, and i saw a great option on aliexpress. Its a generic dropshop item but i cant get any info on the quality stainless steel used or the original manufacturer of these bottles. Basically, i want to make sure the steel used is not the corasive or not gonna chemical/heavy metal leaching. Do u think the seller would provide that info? eh
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2024.05.14 20:16 BrookieCookieCon19 Reposted to add pictures from the dumpster fire wedding
 | My wedding was a dumpster fire... literally... I know it's a long read, but trust me it's worth it. submitted by BrookieCookieCon19 to CharlotteDobreYouTube [link] [comments] I saw your wedding horror story videos and have one of my own I think a lot of people would get a kick out of. Yes, this entire story is 100% true with no real hyperbole, tall tales, etc. This all actually happened and I have witnesses that will attest to this if asked. I'd been with my husband for about 2 years, engaged for 1, when we found out I was pregnant. Obvi, we decided to rush the wedding after we had a talk about the surprise and what we wanted to do. Flash forward a little and my original Maid of Honor and I had a falling out because the last time we had been together and gone to the church the wedding was being hosted, she had gotten disrespectful with the elders and asked questions she thought were funny, but were really just rude. The swearing really didn't help matters either. I asked her if she would be able to try to be more respectful of my beliefs and be gentle with the others that would be there. This lead to a fight and the beginning of the end of a 7 year relationship (when we tried to rekindle our relationship later, she said she hoped my son would get unalived by a cop because he is white and no one cared about it. Thank God I cut ties when I did). This was also the beginning of a new friendship between myself and the best man's fiancé (we are still bffs today) when I asked her to take over. Crisis 1 averted. For the sake of setting some scenes, I worked at a hotel in a podunk town, right off the highway and met with a make up artist that came in for a makeup party gig with housekeeping. We talked and she agreed to work with me and MOH for the wedding. Here comes the beginning of everything going down hill, on fire, in a rickety buggy. The night before, after the rehearsal dinner, at 11pm the makeup artist gets ahold of me saying she has to cancel because her husband got into a water bottle accident (water bottle is oilfield speak for the giant water trucks they have on site) and was in the hospital. We understood and told her to do what she has to, we can handle things ourselves. Meanwhile, my husband's uncle was cooking the pig for the reception dinner as it doubled as his wedding gift to us (which we are extremely thankful for btw). It caught on fire. In the parking lot. Of the hotel I was working at, and everyone was staying. Luckily he was able to save it, but I got to hear about it when I got back to work. They printed the security camera image and everything. It was great. Now it's the morning of the wedding. I realize that I am missing makeup that I need and, living in a map dot myself, needed to drive half an hour away in order to get what we were missing. Thank God for my dad needing to go out that way anyway. He got us breakfast, took us to the store, and we grabbed what we needed and started to take off. The shirt I was wearing, without my knowledge, had popped the button right over my boobs showing God and everybody my goodies and I hadn't realized it until we were on our way to grab the cupcakes and "smash" cake (it was a cheap alternative to a traditional wedding cake and actually save us a TON of money for the "event"[ note for brides on a budget, say event and not wedding to save some extra $]). We get home and nerves take over, coupled with my already awful morning sickness, leading me to be stuck in the bathroom for a while. I finish up, brush my teeth again for the third time and decide to start getting things around and just get ready at the church. I made a Playlist in order, and wrote down the order for my brother to be able to just press play and not worry about ads or anything. I literally went as far as saying song a-c for while you wait, d for the procession, and e for my enterance with the sing titles. This will become a problem apparently. As MOH and I are getting ready, I start to freak out because the makeup I got is streaky and I can barely get anything to blend how I want it to, so my mom had my dad grab her makeup and bring it down and takes over for us. Her friend, who offered to do pictures for us along with my SIL (and I paid them both for) told my mom to give me fake lashes because it'd make the pictures prettier. I told them I wasn't comfortable with it because it was new and I didn't know if I could handle the glue smell and the glue she uses hurts my eyes as is. Mom basically said to hush and let her do it. One thing lead to another, and my mother glued my eyes shut. 10 minutes before my wedding was due to start. Even though I had asked for no fake lashes. Hormones kicked in and I started to cry. After about 5 minutes, we are able to get my eyes opened, but still had bits of glue in my lashes that ended up scratching my eyes throughout the wedding. In one of the pictures, you can kind of see the gap in my lashes where the glue sticks them together and where lashes were literally removed in the process of getting the glue out. My dad came down asking what was taking so long, and my mom snapped at him and told him to go upstairs and wait a second, which made me start to cry again. I calm myself down rather quickly and get dressed (the dress ended up being too big because the morning sickness had made me lose weight without me realizing it) and we all head upstairs only about 5 minutes or so late. At the doors, I can hear the music playing. It's the wrong songs. My dad, in his usual joking fashion, said "It's not too late to run". I told him I just wanted to get this dumpster fire over with. Speed up a bit and during the ceremony, the pastor skipped over the marriage cross ceremony (where the newly weds put a cross together as a symbol of our faith in our marriage), and called my husband Durk. Miraculously, we make it through with those being the only things amiss, besides my husband being tired and looking grumpy the entire time (I guess he and Best Man stayed up half the night BSing with his uncle and having a couple drinks). Now the ceremony is over and we have people heading to the hotel to set up for the reception. Pictures were a cluster, there was yelling, I started to cry again because I just wanted things to be done quickly, and my mom wanted her photographer she had come in take pictures that she promised to pay for. We still haven't gotten any of them from said photographer. After my parents were done with their part, they took off for the hotel and someone accidentally set some of the mac and cheese on fire, setting off the smoke alarms for the hotel. Can't say I cared too much because it wasn't the recipe I'd given my mom to make that she asked me to send her because I'm a picky eater as it is with my "touch of the tism" coupled with pregnancy making things worse. Eventually we get there, and things had gotten flip-flopped as to what was going on and when because Mom wanted it to go her way, MIL was trying to stick to the schedule I had made... It was great. Thank God for hubby's "Aunti B" that was able to take charge and be my voice and fix things where as my mom looked at MIL and Aunti B and said "I don't care, she's you're problem now". Honestly wasn't surprising from my mom. So we wait for every one to file in to the room we were supposed to start in, and I have to teach my brother how to press play on my phone for music. 🤦🏽♀️ Awesome. We get the Mother Son dance and the Father Daughter dance, and by then my husband was done with everything so we just had the food blessed and proceeded to the dining area. No newlywed dance for us. Still pretty upset about that. At this point I'm too upset to eat, but manage to nibble here and there. As things start to come down, Mom's friend (yes eyelash woman) comes up to me upset because I didn't warn her that the hotel had a pool so she didn't bring suits for her girls to swim in while everyone else was prepared. I informed her (and showed her) that on the event page for the wedding I wrote where everything was taking place and that the hotel had a pool they were free to enjoy. The same information everyone else had used before coming. Embarrassed, she left and just had her daughters swim in their underwear and diaper. At that point, everyone had eaten, we did the cake cutting with a little flare to try to lighten our spirits (picture included in regards to the end result. It started as a competition as to who's mason jar would collect the most money, the loser got the cake to the face. Hubby lost and it turned into a little game between us), and a lot of the ceremonial stuff was over so I started cleaning up (condition of being able to use the hotel for free for the event as an employee) and everyone started pitching in. The ceremony was at 3pm, reception around 4pm. We had everything cleaned up by 6:30pm, 7pm at the latest. Everyone that was staying in the hotel hung out for a bit, and my MIL and SIL (bless them) attempted to get the rest of the eyelash glue out of my eyes and managed to get a bit out with only one piece left before I had to stop. I got chewed out about how things went and how bad my parents looked with everything by my mom (OFC) and I decided to say screw it, packed up, and left for home with hubby, MOH and BM. If you thought that was the end of it, you're mistaken. The next day, after my amazing MOH got the last of the glue out of my eye, we saw everyone off, and we were to take off for our honeymoon (a Civil War town because there was quite a bit of fun there when I went, and Hubby hadn't been, and it was cheap). I convinced my dad to let us take the SUV because I had a bad feeling about my car. Thank God I did because despite the "new" engine, the car died on the highway not even 10 miles from home when I took it to work later on. Anyway, we make it to the hotel that had amazing reviews online to discover stains everywhere on the bed and stuff (ew), the pool was atrocious, and the water in the shower smelled like chemicals and started to burn my husband's face. So we checked out saying we had an emergency back home and had to leave. I called a nearby hotel in my brand I worked for and managed to get a room that is usually about $170 a night or so, for $60 a night. Thank God for them. The rest of the honeymoon went on well with almost no morning sickness, and no other issues. The only bout of morning sickness (which reiterates my desire to know why it's called that when it can happen anytime of day) happened when my husband was being sweet and shared some of his food with me he knew I generally liked. The baby decided "I don't like that", sending me to hug a trash can a little while after lunch. In the middle of the section of (Civil War Town). By the (civil war history specific) house. In the middle of afternoon traffic. The family ahead of us glared and started saying something about drunk people in the day 🙄 and my husband started laughing at the irony of it all. He took off to find me napkins to clean up and a good Samaritan stopped to ask if I was ok. I told him "I'm fine, just pregnant" and they chuckled then left. I managed to get cleaned up when hubby came back with the napkins and we continued on our way. For those wondering, we now have 2 healthy boys, 2 dogs, 2 cats, and have been happily married for 5 years in August. We still laugh about my eyes getting glued shut on our anniversary with our friends and how my wedding was a prime example of Murphy's Law. If it can go wrong, it will go wrong. |
2024.05.14 20:15 Useful-Increase4297 Too much damage to repair? 40m&34f
My wife and I have been together since 2017. At the time, I had a 2 year old child from a prior relationship. We got married in 2022.
I come from a single mother house where my father was an alcoholic who committed suicide when I was 1. My mom was a hard shift worker who wasn’t home a lot but showed me an abundance of affection and gave me excessive gifts. She is overbearing and doesn’t ever view her actions as wrong.
She comes from a single father house where her mother was killed in a mass shooting when she was 3. Her father worked excessively and was a harsh disciplinarian (or worse) to her brother. Her father is absent and a hoarder with questionable hygiene.
At the beginning of our relationship, I tried to break up with her several times and I told her we weren’t right for each other. She told me she didn’t want to be a mother or have children. I struggled with alcohol and would often say hurtful things towards her when I was intoxicated. She refused to let me go and we would patch up our problems. During 2020-2021, she started to resent me for not asking her to marry her. It would be brought up every couple of months to the point of being a big problem. She has made it clear to me that she does not like asking me for things and would rather me proactively initiate. This caused a paradox of being able to plan a time to ask her to marry me without it seeming like she forced it to happen. I decided I had to seriously get my crap together and be “all in” on the relationship or not with her. I chose to be all in. She sold her house and bought a house closer to my daughter. The day we moved in, I asked her to marry me. Over the course of 2021-2022 and parts of 2023, I still suffered from alcoholic outbursts and would say mean things when we would argue. Shes kicked me out of the house at least 3 times and I’ve left the house at least 3 times. Each time we patch things up over the course of days/weeks/months. I decided to go to counseling and started reading 7 principles of marriage, attachment theory etc. I started listening to podcasts and trying to be better. She is persistent in saying she doesn’t want to go talk to someone but was receptive to being prescribed a pill for depression. She did do virtual sessions with a counselor for a month before there was a miscommunication with her counselor and she felt they didn’t really care about her and/or they weren’t really getting anywhere. She has somewhat isolated herself from friends and family. She talks to her out of state aunt fairly often and in state brother occasionally. She doesn’t hang out with any of her friends or try to make new ones. She says she doesn’t need that and I am that for her. I have a strong core of 5 friends that I talk to fairly often.
I’ve discovered my love language is affection and hers is quality time. We have had multiple conversations about it and have even implemented the state of the union conversations. It’s been helpful but we are guilty for letting it slip away from our schedule. She admits that she struggles with showing affection and I admitted to wanting to be “carefree” and avoid hard or meaningful conversations. I find that she wants me to initiate those conversations and stays somewhat closed off until I pry. When she is quiet (often), I spend a large portion of my time with anxiety wondering if she is mad at me, or wanting me to talk or wanting quiet time.
This week, my buddy had a birthday and she asked if it was wives too. I inquired and told her yes. I asked if she wanted to go and she said no. I asked her twice more and reiterated that wives were going and she said no again. Later in the day, I asked her twice more. The day of the party came and she said she was surprised I didn’t follow up with her. I asked if she wanted to go again and she said no. It turned into an argument and I went without her. I came home and she was upset and said I shouldn’t have left her and I should know to follow up with her and I should know that she would want to go and I shouldn’t have taken no for an answer. It got more heated and she told me she was taking care of my kid while I was playing softball (which she offered to take her to the meeting so I could go) and having fun. She said she takes care of all of us and I don’t take care of her heart. She told Me I should go marry my friends and my whiskey bottle. She says we don’t have meaningful conversations that are fulfilling and we no longer have any spark in our intimacy. She yelled for me to get out of her face during the course of our fight, which I did and then told me I don’t know when to console her when she is crying and just needs a hug. She went to bed in the other room and I did too. I woke up the next morning with a note saying I needed to get my necessities and leave. A few hours later, I sent her a text wishing her a happy Mother’s Day even though I wasn’t sure where we stood. She sarcastically told me that saying it through a text means so much more… I came home and she told me that I blew it by not calling her to wish her a happy Mother’s Day and not taking her to the friends birthday party was so much more damaging than I realize and would be the cause of our demise. She’s told me that all of the people in her life have hurt her and I have hurt her the worst and now she wants to be alone. Our last big fight, she brought our divorce papers and I told her if she ever mentioned divorce again, I would do it because the threat of divorce during an argument gives me extreme anxiety and makes it feel like we can never have a bad argument without it turning to divorce. I went to my counselor and she recommended marriage counseling (again) but said to offer it as a way to find out if we are right for each other or wrong or just the next step. My wife said no thanks. Is there just too much damage?
TL;DR. I drank a lot and said hurtful things. Paired together with her own experiences, I fear I may have caused too much damage to repair.
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I come from a single mother house where my father was an alcoholic who committed suicide when I was 1. My mom was a hard shift worker who wasn’t home a lot but showed me an abundance of affection and gave me excessive gifts. She is overbearing and doesn’t ever view her actions as wrong.
She comes from a single father house where her mother was killed in a mass shooting when she was 3. Her father worked excessively and was a harsh disciplinarian (or worse) to her brother. Her father is absent and a hoarder with questionable hygiene.
At the beginning of our relationship, I tried to break up with her several times and I told her we weren’t right for each other. She told me she didn’t want to be a mother or have children. I struggled with alcohol and would often say hurtful things towards her when I was intoxicated. She refused to let me go and we would patch up our problems. During 2020-2021, she started to resent me for not asking her to marry her. It would be brought up every couple of months to the point of being a big problem. She has made it clear to me that she does not like asking me for things and would rather me proactively initiate. This caused a paradox of being able to plan a time to ask her to marry me without it seeming like she forced it to happen. I decided I had to seriously get my crap together and be “all in” on the relationship or not with her. I chose to be all in. She sold her house and bought a house closer to my daughter. The day we moved in, I asked her to marry me. Over the course of 2021-2022 and parts of 2023, I still suffered from alcoholic outbursts and would say mean things when we would argue. Shes kicked me out of the house at least 3 times and I’ve left the house at least 3 times. Each time we patch things up over the course of days/weeks/months. I decided to go to counseling and started reading 7 principles of marriage, attachment theory etc. I started listening to podcasts and trying to be better. She is persistent in saying she doesn’t want to go talk to someone but was receptive to being prescribed a pill for depression. She did do virtual sessions with a counselor for a month before there was a miscommunication with her counselor and she felt they didn’t really care about her and/or they weren’t really getting anywhere. She has somewhat isolated herself from friends and family. She talks to her out of state aunt fairly often and in state brother occasionally. She doesn’t hang out with any of her friends or try to make new ones. She says she doesn’t need that and I am that for her. I have a strong core of 5 friends that I talk to fairly often.
I’ve discovered my love language is affection and hers is quality time. We have had multiple conversations about it and have even implemented the state of the union conversations. It’s been helpful but we are guilty for letting it slip away from our schedule. She admits that she struggles with showing affection and I admitted to wanting to be “carefree” and avoid hard or meaningful conversations. I find that she wants me to initiate those conversations and stays somewhat closed off until I pry. When she is quiet (often), I spend a large portion of my time with anxiety wondering if she is mad at me, or wanting me to talk or wanting quiet time.
This week, my buddy had a birthday and she asked if it was wives too. I inquired and told her yes. I asked if she wanted to go and she said no. I asked her twice more and reiterated that wives were going and she said no again. Later in the day, I asked her twice more. The day of the party came and she said she was surprised I didn’t follow up with her. I asked if she wanted to go again and she said no. It turned into an argument and I went without her. I came home and she was upset and said I shouldn’t have left her and I should know to follow up with her and I should know that she would want to go and I shouldn’t have taken no for an answer. It got more heated and she told me she was taking care of my kid while I was playing softball (which she offered to take her to the meeting so I could go) and having fun. She said she takes care of all of us and I don’t take care of her heart. She told Me I should go marry my friends and my whiskey bottle. She says we don’t have meaningful conversations that are fulfilling and we no longer have any spark in our intimacy. She yelled for me to get out of her face during the course of our fight, which I did and then told me I don’t know when to console her when she is crying and just needs a hug. She went to bed in the other room and I did too. I woke up the next morning with a note saying I needed to get my necessities and leave. A few hours later, I sent her a text wishing her a happy Mother’s Day even though I wasn’t sure where we stood. She sarcastically told me that saying it through a text means so much more… I came home and she told me that I blew it by not calling her to wish her a happy Mother’s Day and not taking her to the friends birthday party was so much more damaging than I realize and would be the cause of our demise. She’s told me that all of the people in her life have hurt her and I have hurt her the worst and now she wants to be alone. Our last big fight, she brought our divorce papers and I told her if she ever mentioned divorce again, I would do it because the threat of divorce during an argument gives me extreme anxiety and makes it feel like we can never have a bad argument without it turning to divorce. I went to my counselor and she recommended marriage counseling (again) but said to offer it as a way to find out if we are right for each other or wrong or just the next step. My wife said no thanks. Is there just too much damage?
TL;DR. I drank a lot and said hurtful things. Paired together with her own experiences, I fear I may have caused too much damage to repair.
2024.05.14 20:11 rodnii11 Any wine experts out there?
One of the characters in my novel is using a bottle of wine to impress his guests. They're all rich aristocrats in the 1900 century, and I'm trying to write as historically accurate as possible. Any suggestion as to what could be impressive during this time? I don't know much about wine and don't feel like spending hours doing research just to get this minor detail right. Thanks in advance!
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2024.05.14 20:09 cloudAspect 3 weeks out crying every morning cant stop the dreams
The dreams are the killer. Throughout the day I spend 6 to 7 miles walking and talking on the phone to friends and family. I repeatedly anaylze and find every logical reason why the relationship was not meant to last, why we were incompatible or that she was too immature to communicate and solve problems together, and why she just wasn't right for me, but the emotions are so heavy I cannot even attempt to use words to describe it. I just want to go back in time, I want to talk to her again, I want to fix things, but we were in this cycle for the entire 2.5 years together of push and pull, avoidance and anxiety, bottling up concerns and feeling this dread that this won't last, all the way until she just fucking dumped me without even trying to fix anythig. I hate this, I hate that I feel I'll never connect with someone that deeply again, her unique soul and personality were something I never even imagined to find in a woman, and I cannot shake this despair. I am 25 and I have a lot going for me, I am tall and good-looking, I am creative and passionate, musically talented, a good writer, a good sense of humor, a good job, a good support system, spiritual depth and all of these things going for me yet I feel no hope for my future without her, no matter how illogical it is - we met as a hookup, she was only 21 and wanted to go fuck other guys, I just cannot stop replaying my mistakes in my head and wishing I was more on top of my own life so that shewould still be attracted to me, It's hell.
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2024.05.14 20:08 Certain-Witness-2882 My fiancé's family is having some discourse, what can we do?
This might be a little sporatic to read because my mind is all over the place and I have no idea how to really talk about this without giving too much information (because I value my family's privacy), but enough to get the advice I need.
So I have been so lucky to find a family that has accepted me into theirs so easily and without issue. However, there has always been some tension in the room whenever everyone was brought together. My fiancé has told me numerous stories about growing up and how hard it was for him and his siblings at times. I would hear the same stories from the sibs, with the a lot of the same details of how they could recall it (both with and without my fiancé present) so I feel like there's some truth in what happened. I've told everyone in the family that since I wasn't there, I wasn't gonna pass judgement on their past actions, and I've remained doing so for the 5 years I've been with my fiancé.
Things seemed to be going okay for the first few years, we'd all get together on occasion, have some laughs, eat some good food, play games, ect. I was (and still am) a very shy person, so a lot of the time I just sit quietly and have more individualized conversations throught the days/nights we got together.
I think it's now been about one and a half years since the sibs went no contact with my MIL. I understood why they did, and supported them by being a listening ear, and reassuring them that if they felt this was the right thing to do for the mental well-being, then I wasn't going to stop them nor would their brother. 1) because I am going on 3 years no contact with my father, and it has brought me such peace and healing that I want them to have it too. 2) Fiancé did a year of no contact with MIL (before we got together).
Now, my relationship with MIL is great. I love her to bits and pieces. She's always shown me kindness and love every chance she got. I always listen to her relationship ups and downs, what projects she's working on, etc etc and vice versa. She's probably one of my favorite people. There have been times where I felt like I was being guilted for things, but I don't accuse of that happening because of my anxiety (I always think I'm blowing things out of proportion and it's not as big of a deal as I think it is) but I also know I can be a bit of a pushover and people pleaser. However, I have heard her side of the stories too, but they don't quite line up with what the sibs have told me, and they told me that would happen. I know the truth lies in between the stories, but in my gut I feel like I believe the siblings more.
As the months went on with the no contact thing going on, I could see the sibs start healing and being genuinely more happy and relaxed. It was so nice to see that peace I got was happening for them too. A couple times they even talked about if they were ever ready, they might sit down and hash out their feelings with MIL. The opposite was happening for MIL. This no contact year has really tore her down. She wants to know what she did wrong, she stopped doing projects for awhile. Really had some rough relationships that didn't help, and it really breaks my heart. But I don't feel it's my place to tell her why the sibs did it and what they have told me. Fiancé and I have been trying to stay out of being in the middle of this situation, but we're all human and I'm a big believer in not bottling up feelings, so I listen and get myself in the middle because of it.
Then it happened.
Yesterday, MIL made a FB post about spending Mother's day alone for the 2nd year in a row. (Last year our vehicle broke down, This year my fiancé leaves on Sundays and comes back on Fridays for his new job so we forgot that it was mother's day (we have no kids) because we were packing and finishing up yard work. We did stop by before he left but it was only for 10 minutes and still didn't remember it was mother's day. We feel really awful that we forgot) Youngest sib saw it, and made a big rant on his snapchat story that talked about some of the issues he has with MIL. Someone in his friends screenshotted it and sent it to MIL. No idea who, but it's not important.
I had no idea that had happened and had gone over to her house to install the new tv she got for her bedroom before she got home from work. I was finishing it up when I heard her come home earlier than expected and saw that she was very upset about something and asked if she was okay. That's when she showed me the screenshot and broke down crying. Now I'm going to be honest, I was upset and hurt myself that she said she spent it alone all day at first but then thought to myself, She pretty much did, we only stopped for 10 minutes and we didn't even say Happy Mother's Day. So I sat and listened to her like I always do, but I was immensely stressed out so I wasn't doing the best at being engaging in the conversation. I hear the stories again, but this time she says "She'd do it again because all that sib said is called parenting." and I HARD disagree with that sentiment. But she was in such a raw emotional state, I didn't want to ask her "Even if this is the result every time?" because I'm NOT at all a therapist and have no idea what it's like to be the parent in this kind of situation, only the adult child that is trying to heal from childhood trauma.
I want to be there for my family, but at the same time I don't want to be caught in the middle of this anymore. Neither does fiancé. We are looking to start our own life and family together and feel like there's nothing we can do about what's going on anyway. I almost feel like family therapy is what needed, but I don't think there is a chance to get everyone on board with it. Not to make them start talking to each other, but just to get everyone on the same page. Should I look into it anyway? Should I just keep my nose out of this? and if so, how? I really don't want to make anyone more upset than they already are, but I think that is pretty much impossible now.
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So I have been so lucky to find a family that has accepted me into theirs so easily and without issue. However, there has always been some tension in the room whenever everyone was brought together. My fiancé has told me numerous stories about growing up and how hard it was for him and his siblings at times. I would hear the same stories from the sibs, with the a lot of the same details of how they could recall it (both with and without my fiancé present) so I feel like there's some truth in what happened. I've told everyone in the family that since I wasn't there, I wasn't gonna pass judgement on their past actions, and I've remained doing so for the 5 years I've been with my fiancé.
Things seemed to be going okay for the first few years, we'd all get together on occasion, have some laughs, eat some good food, play games, ect. I was (and still am) a very shy person, so a lot of the time I just sit quietly and have more individualized conversations throught the days/nights we got together.
I think it's now been about one and a half years since the sibs went no contact with my MIL. I understood why they did, and supported them by being a listening ear, and reassuring them that if they felt this was the right thing to do for the mental well-being, then I wasn't going to stop them nor would their brother. 1) because I am going on 3 years no contact with my father, and it has brought me such peace and healing that I want them to have it too. 2) Fiancé did a year of no contact with MIL (before we got together).
Now, my relationship with MIL is great. I love her to bits and pieces. She's always shown me kindness and love every chance she got. I always listen to her relationship ups and downs, what projects she's working on, etc etc and vice versa. She's probably one of my favorite people. There have been times where I felt like I was being guilted for things, but I don't accuse of that happening because of my anxiety (I always think I'm blowing things out of proportion and it's not as big of a deal as I think it is) but I also know I can be a bit of a pushover and people pleaser. However, I have heard her side of the stories too, but they don't quite line up with what the sibs have told me, and they told me that would happen. I know the truth lies in between the stories, but in my gut I feel like I believe the siblings more.
As the months went on with the no contact thing going on, I could see the sibs start healing and being genuinely more happy and relaxed. It was so nice to see that peace I got was happening for them too. A couple times they even talked about if they were ever ready, they might sit down and hash out their feelings with MIL. The opposite was happening for MIL. This no contact year has really tore her down. She wants to know what she did wrong, she stopped doing projects for awhile. Really had some rough relationships that didn't help, and it really breaks my heart. But I don't feel it's my place to tell her why the sibs did it and what they have told me. Fiancé and I have been trying to stay out of being in the middle of this situation, but we're all human and I'm a big believer in not bottling up feelings, so I listen and get myself in the middle because of it.
Then it happened.
Yesterday, MIL made a FB post about spending Mother's day alone for the 2nd year in a row. (Last year our vehicle broke down, This year my fiancé leaves on Sundays and comes back on Fridays for his new job so we forgot that it was mother's day (we have no kids) because we were packing and finishing up yard work. We did stop by before he left but it was only for 10 minutes and still didn't remember it was mother's day. We feel really awful that we forgot) Youngest sib saw it, and made a big rant on his snapchat story that talked about some of the issues he has with MIL. Someone in his friends screenshotted it and sent it to MIL. No idea who, but it's not important.
I had no idea that had happened and had gone over to her house to install the new tv she got for her bedroom before she got home from work. I was finishing it up when I heard her come home earlier than expected and saw that she was very upset about something and asked if she was okay. That's when she showed me the screenshot and broke down crying. Now I'm going to be honest, I was upset and hurt myself that she said she spent it alone all day at first but then thought to myself, She pretty much did, we only stopped for 10 minutes and we didn't even say Happy Mother's Day. So I sat and listened to her like I always do, but I was immensely stressed out so I wasn't doing the best at being engaging in the conversation. I hear the stories again, but this time she says "She'd do it again because all that sib said is called parenting." and I HARD disagree with that sentiment. But she was in such a raw emotional state, I didn't want to ask her "Even if this is the result every time?" because I'm NOT at all a therapist and have no idea what it's like to be the parent in this kind of situation, only the adult child that is trying to heal from childhood trauma.
I want to be there for my family, but at the same time I don't want to be caught in the middle of this anymore. Neither does fiancé. We are looking to start our own life and family together and feel like there's nothing we can do about what's going on anyway. I almost feel like family therapy is what needed, but I don't think there is a chance to get everyone on board with it. Not to make them start talking to each other, but just to get everyone on the same page. Should I look into it anyway? Should I just keep my nose out of this? and if so, how? I really don't want to make anyone more upset than they already are, but I think that is pretty much impossible now.
2024.05.14 20:07 lil02gothbitch 30 weeks pregnant and haunted by in-law. Desperate for help
I am 30 weeks pregnant living with my boyfriend and his grandma, which is his mother figure in his life. They moved into this new house about 2 years ago because it was given to them after a family member passed, the two of them made an agreement that this house would be for him to put a mortgage down, set him up for the future , and that she would have a tiny home or trailer moved out onto the property or just completely move away. This was their plan before I ever came along.
I moved in a year ago after me and him got really serious, we want to really make this house a home and have a future together. I got off my birth control, however I was told it would take a good amount of time to get my cycle back in line and normal, but I got pregnant so fast. Which we are not unhappy about at all.
But it is now the end of the world for Gigi, his grandma. For months it has been nothing but a living hell. She has done everything in the book you can think of when it comes to in-laws from hell. My entire pregnancy she has ignored me, given me zero advice, fights with me over every small thing I do in the house trying to make this a baby safe space. It is only a 2 bedroom house, she has the master bedroom. Our plan has been to switch rooms because we have ZERO baby space in this other room, we didn't want to rush her into moving out because times are rough now of days, so to give her extra time I have been okay with sharing the master bedroom with our baby until that time comes. For months that has been the plan and she always seemed on board. But now. She refuses to finish cleaning her room and tells everyone that we are forcing her out, destroying her home, and getting rid of her stuff, when have done nothing but try to make it fair for her. Every time I clean any room in the house, she will go behind me and make a mess or undo shit I have done reorganizing. If I am alone with her, she whispers smart remarks about everything and anything, like about how she isn't allowed to do anything, for example she will grab a water bottle out of the fridge and ask if it is allowed to drink water in this house or she will just completely ignore my existence. She makes a fight about every small thing I do. If I close a curtain, she will come behind me and slam it open. If I move a dish in the cabinet, she will slam the cabinet doors and throw dishes around. She has woken me up many times slamming doors. Also she will hide the bills from us, lie about paying them, we have had a late fee charge so many times because of her. Even had the lights and water cut off. She will buy 2 of everything for only her and him. She has even stolen my makeup and clothes. She will pull my laundry out and throw it around. She will never clean up after herself, I am ALWAYS cleaning EVERYTHING, if I do not, it will not get done. And worse of worse she made my gender reveal all about her. Thats a long story but she ruined my party. And still till this day she hasn't asked me anything about the baby or shows that she even cares about me or my baby.
There is so much more, I could just go on forever. However when my boyfriend gets off work, she acts PERFECT. She never speaks to me directly still but she will act like she is the sweetest person around, acts like she could never do wrong and plays it off when he confronts her about the stuff I tell him.
My problem is, before I got pregnant, we all lived in harmony. Everything I do now was okay before. I'm a very shy, non confrontational person, and I dont have any family myself, so I'm not family understanding and for these 7 months, I've just stuck to myself and done my best to not stress out for my baby's sake. My health hasn't been great and I was ordered to be on leave for work at 5 months. We even have had a defect scare on our baby as well. I've just had faith and hope in my boyfriend to set things right with her, but now at 30 weeks, with no progress from her, her room still so dirty, while I have our room all packed up ready to switch, I'm losing hope. I am to the point of not wanting her around me or my baby at all. I stress so much having to do everything last minute, I just didn't want to not lose faith in my man , he takes care of me so well but now I'm lost. He loves this land and house, he wants to raise our family here and doesn't want to move, he loves his grandma and doesn't want to just kick her out with no where to go, but Gigi just shows to not care at all about my health or this baby and it breaks my heart. No matter how many sit down talks we have she manipulates the situation. I'm worried that I will go into labor early because of her honestly. My man hears my cries and tells her about all the health issues and everything but she will not stop. I try my best to ignore her and do what is best for me, but its SO hard now of days. I am now feeling distant from my man because he asks me what he can do, but in reality it seems like we either have to move out or really kick her out. But i dont want to put that onto him at all. But then again I feel I have been so understanding and supportive for these 7-8 months trying my hardest to ignore her, all I asked is that we dont have everything be done last minute and we just switch rooms. And now it feels as if Its all too late and I worry about the future when the baby comes.
Everyday I overthink and regret everything. I cry so much and I feel as if no one cares enough, I know my boyfriend cares so much. But how can he see it be like this? I dont know what I expect him to do... but there has to be more right? He tells me there are other pregnant moms out there dealing with much worse and I understand that SO much, but idk... I am just so tired of being unhappy and uncomfortable. I have a baby on the way, it should be a happy experience but its just not anymore and I hate it.
Any advice? Please share your thoughts or tips. Sorry its a book to read.
submitted by lil02gothbitch to Parenting [link] [comments]
I moved in a year ago after me and him got really serious, we want to really make this house a home and have a future together. I got off my birth control, however I was told it would take a good amount of time to get my cycle back in line and normal, but I got pregnant so fast. Which we are not unhappy about at all.
But it is now the end of the world for Gigi, his grandma. For months it has been nothing but a living hell. She has done everything in the book you can think of when it comes to in-laws from hell. My entire pregnancy she has ignored me, given me zero advice, fights with me over every small thing I do in the house trying to make this a baby safe space. It is only a 2 bedroom house, she has the master bedroom. Our plan has been to switch rooms because we have ZERO baby space in this other room, we didn't want to rush her into moving out because times are rough now of days, so to give her extra time I have been okay with sharing the master bedroom with our baby until that time comes. For months that has been the plan and she always seemed on board. But now. She refuses to finish cleaning her room and tells everyone that we are forcing her out, destroying her home, and getting rid of her stuff, when have done nothing but try to make it fair for her. Every time I clean any room in the house, she will go behind me and make a mess or undo shit I have done reorganizing. If I am alone with her, she whispers smart remarks about everything and anything, like about how she isn't allowed to do anything, for example she will grab a water bottle out of the fridge and ask if it is allowed to drink water in this house or she will just completely ignore my existence. She makes a fight about every small thing I do. If I close a curtain, she will come behind me and slam it open. If I move a dish in the cabinet, she will slam the cabinet doors and throw dishes around. She has woken me up many times slamming doors. Also she will hide the bills from us, lie about paying them, we have had a late fee charge so many times because of her. Even had the lights and water cut off. She will buy 2 of everything for only her and him. She has even stolen my makeup and clothes. She will pull my laundry out and throw it around. She will never clean up after herself, I am ALWAYS cleaning EVERYTHING, if I do not, it will not get done. And worse of worse she made my gender reveal all about her. Thats a long story but she ruined my party. And still till this day she hasn't asked me anything about the baby or shows that she even cares about me or my baby.
There is so much more, I could just go on forever. However when my boyfriend gets off work, she acts PERFECT. She never speaks to me directly still but she will act like she is the sweetest person around, acts like she could never do wrong and plays it off when he confronts her about the stuff I tell him.
My problem is, before I got pregnant, we all lived in harmony. Everything I do now was okay before. I'm a very shy, non confrontational person, and I dont have any family myself, so I'm not family understanding and for these 7 months, I've just stuck to myself and done my best to not stress out for my baby's sake. My health hasn't been great and I was ordered to be on leave for work at 5 months. We even have had a defect scare on our baby as well. I've just had faith and hope in my boyfriend to set things right with her, but now at 30 weeks, with no progress from her, her room still so dirty, while I have our room all packed up ready to switch, I'm losing hope. I am to the point of not wanting her around me or my baby at all. I stress so much having to do everything last minute, I just didn't want to not lose faith in my man , he takes care of me so well but now I'm lost. He loves this land and house, he wants to raise our family here and doesn't want to move, he loves his grandma and doesn't want to just kick her out with no where to go, but Gigi just shows to not care at all about my health or this baby and it breaks my heart. No matter how many sit down talks we have she manipulates the situation. I'm worried that I will go into labor early because of her honestly. My man hears my cries and tells her about all the health issues and everything but she will not stop. I try my best to ignore her and do what is best for me, but its SO hard now of days. I am now feeling distant from my man because he asks me what he can do, but in reality it seems like we either have to move out or really kick her out. But i dont want to put that onto him at all. But then again I feel I have been so understanding and supportive for these 7-8 months trying my hardest to ignore her, all I asked is that we dont have everything be done last minute and we just switch rooms. And now it feels as if Its all too late and I worry about the future when the baby comes.
Everyday I overthink and regret everything. I cry so much and I feel as if no one cares enough, I know my boyfriend cares so much. But how can he see it be like this? I dont know what I expect him to do... but there has to be more right? He tells me there are other pregnant moms out there dealing with much worse and I understand that SO much, but idk... I am just so tired of being unhappy and uncomfortable. I have a baby on the way, it should be a happy experience but its just not anymore and I hate it.
Any advice? Please share your thoughts or tips. Sorry its a book to read.
2024.05.14 20:04 Its_CtrlZ Help !!!!
 | I broke my perfume bottle and the name has faded on it and I can’t find the brand to replace it submitted by Its_CtrlZ to Perfumes [link] [comments] |
2024.05.14 20:02 peachjojo Ketotic Hypoglycemia - early indicator of T1D?
Back story: My 4 year old daughter was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes 3 months ago. We have no family history, but I have been hyper-aware with symptoms in my other children.
Spoke with my sons pediatrician and she wasn't concerned as of right now. Not looking for medical advise- just wondering if I'm overreacting and this is normal for a nondiabetic child. My nondiabetic 6 yr old started to feel sick yesterday (fever, sore throat) we pushed fluids and he still ate, but definitely not his normal amount. Woke up and didn't want breakfast because of an upset stomach, but chugged 2 bottles of water. I'm hyper-aware of T1D symptoms after my daughters diagnosis. I check his pee, large ketones. Trying not to freak out too much as he hasn't eaten since last night and hardly ate yesterday. Here's the thing that freaked me out even more- blood sugar was 49! 49!!! My daughter has never been this low. I tried to have him drink a juice but he started vomitting. I had him sip on pedialyte and eat a popsicle. Blood sugar went to 74. He was not feeling well when his bg was low. Said he felt like he couldn't move and thought his legs are paralyzed. He's now feeling so much better and starting to eat like normal.
I believe he had ketotic hypoglycemia. Can be somewhat common in kids especially when they're sick, from what I researched. My question is: I've come across stories of this being a super early symptom of T1D. Something about the pancreas basically malfunctioning. I guess I'm looking for people to share their stories that had a similar experience. Did you experience hypos months or even years before diagnosis? It makes me wonder as I look back on some of my daughter's symptoms before diagnosis and maybe she had hypoglycemic episodes and I just had no idea.
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Spoke with my sons pediatrician and she wasn't concerned as of right now. Not looking for medical advise- just wondering if I'm overreacting and this is normal for a nondiabetic child. My nondiabetic 6 yr old started to feel sick yesterday (fever, sore throat) we pushed fluids and he still ate, but definitely not his normal amount. Woke up and didn't want breakfast because of an upset stomach, but chugged 2 bottles of water. I'm hyper-aware of T1D symptoms after my daughters diagnosis. I check his pee, large ketones. Trying not to freak out too much as he hasn't eaten since last night and hardly ate yesterday. Here's the thing that freaked me out even more- blood sugar was 49! 49!!! My daughter has never been this low. I tried to have him drink a juice but he started vomitting. I had him sip on pedialyte and eat a popsicle. Blood sugar went to 74. He was not feeling well when his bg was low. Said he felt like he couldn't move and thought his legs are paralyzed. He's now feeling so much better and starting to eat like normal.
I believe he had ketotic hypoglycemia. Can be somewhat common in kids especially when they're sick, from what I researched. My question is: I've come across stories of this being a super early symptom of T1D. Something about the pancreas basically malfunctioning. I guess I'm looking for people to share their stories that had a similar experience. Did you experience hypos months or even years before diagnosis? It makes me wonder as I look back on some of my daughter's symptoms before diagnosis and maybe she had hypoglycemic episodes and I just had no idea.
2024.05.14 20:02 Ok_Regret2841 What things are good to use past expiration dates?
I know milk is good for at least a few days after after, spices, I will keep until I empty the whole bottle. Bread is good until I see mold. Throw away expired medication. Expired Skin care is just fine. What other things are good past the expiration date?
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2024.05.14 20:02 Due_War_2278 It arrived! I have questions
 | The goods arrived today. Question is this 4 doses or 2? The box says it’s 1 ml or 5mg but the bottle says 10mg? So is it 4 then? submitted by Due_War_2278 to tirzepatidecompound [link] [comments] The syringes they sent also don’t have a spot for 2.5 I assume you just be really careful and eyeball it to 2.5? |
2024.05.14 20:01 lil02gothbitch 30 weeks pregnant and haunted by in-law. Desperate for advice
I am 30 weeks pregnant living with my boyfriend and his grandma, which is his mother figure in his life. They moved into this new house about 2 years ago because it was given to them after a family member passed, the two of them made an agreement that this house would be for him to put a mortgage down, set him up for the future , and that she would have a tiny home or trailer moved out onto the property or just completely move away. This was their plan before I ever came along.
I moved in a year ago after me and him got really serious, we want to really make this house a home and have a future together. I got off my birth control, however I was told it would take a good amount of time to get my cycle back in line and normal, but I got pregnant so fast. Which we are not unhappy about at all.
But it is now the end of the world for Gigi, his grandma. For months it has been nothing but a living hell. She has done everything in the book you can think of when it comes to in-laws from hell. My entire pregnancy she has ignored me, given me zero advice, fights with me over every small thing I do in the house trying to make this a baby safe space. It is only a 2 bedroom house, she has the master bedroom. Our plan has been to switch rooms because we have ZERO baby space in this other room, we didn't want to rush her into moving out because times are rough now of days, so to give her extra time I have been okay with sharing the master bedroom with our baby until that time comes. For months that has been the plan and she always seemed on board. But now. She refuses to finish cleaning her room and tells everyone that we are forcing her out, destroying her home, and getting rid of her stuff, when have done nothing but try to make it fair for her. Every time I clean any room in the house, she will go behind me and make a mess or undo shit I have done reorganizing. If I am alone with her, she whispers smart remarks about everything and anything, like about how she isn't allowed to do anything, for example she will grab a water bottle out of the fridge and ask if it is allowed to drink water in this house or she will just completely ignore my existence. She makes a fight about every small thing I do. If I close a curtain, she will come behind me and slam it open. If I move a dish in the cabinet, she will slam the cabinet doors and throw dishes around. She has woken me up many times slamming doors. Also she will hide the bills from us, lie about paying them, we have had a late fee charge so many times because of her. Even had the lights and water cut off. She will buy 2 of everything for only her and him. She has even stolen my makeup and clothes. She will pull my laundry out and throw it around. She will never clean up after herself, I am ALWAYS cleaning EVERYTHING, if I do not, it will not get done. And worse of worse she made my gender reveal all about her. Thats a long story but she ruined my party. And still till this day she hasn't asked me anything about the baby or shows that she even cares about me or my baby.
There is so much more, I could just go on forever. However when my boyfriend gets off work, she acts PERFECT. She never speaks to me directly still but she will act like she is the sweetest person around, acts like she could never do wrong and plays it off when he confronts her about the stuff I tell him.
My problem is, before I got pregnant, we all lived in harmony. Everything I do now was okay before. I'm a very shy, non confrontational person, and I dont have any family myself, so I'm not family understanding and for these 7 months, I've just stuck to myself and done my best to not stress out for my baby's sake. My health hasn't been great and I was ordered to be on leave for work at 5 months. We even have had a defect scare on our baby as well. I've just had faith and hope in my boyfriend to set things right with her, but now at 30 weeks, with no progress from her, her room still so dirty, while I have our room all packed up ready to switch, I'm losing hope. I am to the point of not wanting her around me or my baby at all. I stress so much having to do everything last minute, I just didn't want to not lose faith in my man , he takes care of me so well but now I'm lost. He loves this land and house, he wants to raise our family here and doesn't want to move, he loves his grandma and doesn't want to just kick her out with no where to go, but Gigi just shows to not care at all about my health or this baby and it breaks my heart. No matter how many sit down talks we have she manipulates the situation. I'm worried that I will go into labor early because of her honestly. My man hears my cries and tells her about all the health issues and everything but she will not stop. I try my best to ignore her and do what is best for me, but its SO hard now of days. I am now feeling distant from my man because he asks me what he can do, but in reality it seems like we either have to move out or really kick her out. But i dont want to put that onto him at all. But then again I feel I have been so understanding and supportive for these 7-8 months trying my hardest to ignore her, all I asked is that we dont have everything be done last minute and we just switch rooms. And now it feels as if Its all too late and I worry about the future when the baby comes.
Everyday I overthink and regret everything. I cry so much and I feel as if no one cares enough, I know my boyfriend cares so much. But how can he see it be like this? I dont know what I expect him to do... but there has to be more right? He tells me there are other pregnant moms out there dealing with much worse and I understand that SO much, but idk... I am just so tired of being unhappy and uncomfortable. I have a baby on the way, it should be a happy experience but its just not anymore and I hate it.
Any advice? Please share your thoughts or tips. Sorry its a book to read.
submitted by lil02gothbitch to Advice [link] [comments]
I moved in a year ago after me and him got really serious, we want to really make this house a home and have a future together. I got off my birth control, however I was told it would take a good amount of time to get my cycle back in line and normal, but I got pregnant so fast. Which we are not unhappy about at all.
But it is now the end of the world for Gigi, his grandma. For months it has been nothing but a living hell. She has done everything in the book you can think of when it comes to in-laws from hell. My entire pregnancy she has ignored me, given me zero advice, fights with me over every small thing I do in the house trying to make this a baby safe space. It is only a 2 bedroom house, she has the master bedroom. Our plan has been to switch rooms because we have ZERO baby space in this other room, we didn't want to rush her into moving out because times are rough now of days, so to give her extra time I have been okay with sharing the master bedroom with our baby until that time comes. For months that has been the plan and she always seemed on board. But now. She refuses to finish cleaning her room and tells everyone that we are forcing her out, destroying her home, and getting rid of her stuff, when have done nothing but try to make it fair for her. Every time I clean any room in the house, she will go behind me and make a mess or undo shit I have done reorganizing. If I am alone with her, she whispers smart remarks about everything and anything, like about how she isn't allowed to do anything, for example she will grab a water bottle out of the fridge and ask if it is allowed to drink water in this house or she will just completely ignore my existence. She makes a fight about every small thing I do. If I close a curtain, she will come behind me and slam it open. If I move a dish in the cabinet, she will slam the cabinet doors and throw dishes around. She has woken me up many times slamming doors. Also she will hide the bills from us, lie about paying them, we have had a late fee charge so many times because of her. Even had the lights and water cut off. She will buy 2 of everything for only her and him. She has even stolen my makeup and clothes. She will pull my laundry out and throw it around. She will never clean up after herself, I am ALWAYS cleaning EVERYTHING, if I do not, it will not get done. And worse of worse she made my gender reveal all about her. Thats a long story but she ruined my party. And still till this day she hasn't asked me anything about the baby or shows that she even cares about me or my baby.
There is so much more, I could just go on forever. However when my boyfriend gets off work, she acts PERFECT. She never speaks to me directly still but she will act like she is the sweetest person around, acts like she could never do wrong and plays it off when he confronts her about the stuff I tell him.
My problem is, before I got pregnant, we all lived in harmony. Everything I do now was okay before. I'm a very shy, non confrontational person, and I dont have any family myself, so I'm not family understanding and for these 7 months, I've just stuck to myself and done my best to not stress out for my baby's sake. My health hasn't been great and I was ordered to be on leave for work at 5 months. We even have had a defect scare on our baby as well. I've just had faith and hope in my boyfriend to set things right with her, but now at 30 weeks, with no progress from her, her room still so dirty, while I have our room all packed up ready to switch, I'm losing hope. I am to the point of not wanting her around me or my baby at all. I stress so much having to do everything last minute, I just didn't want to not lose faith in my man , he takes care of me so well but now I'm lost. He loves this land and house, he wants to raise our family here and doesn't want to move, he loves his grandma and doesn't want to just kick her out with no where to go, but Gigi just shows to not care at all about my health or this baby and it breaks my heart. No matter how many sit down talks we have she manipulates the situation. I'm worried that I will go into labor early because of her honestly. My man hears my cries and tells her about all the health issues and everything but she will not stop. I try my best to ignore her and do what is best for me, but its SO hard now of days. I am now feeling distant from my man because he asks me what he can do, but in reality it seems like we either have to move out or really kick her out. But i dont want to put that onto him at all. But then again I feel I have been so understanding and supportive for these 7-8 months trying my hardest to ignore her, all I asked is that we dont have everything be done last minute and we just switch rooms. And now it feels as if Its all too late and I worry about the future when the baby comes.
Everyday I overthink and regret everything. I cry so much and I feel as if no one cares enough, I know my boyfriend cares so much. But how can he see it be like this? I dont know what I expect him to do... but there has to be more right? He tells me there are other pregnant moms out there dealing with much worse and I understand that SO much, but idk... I am just so tired of being unhappy and uncomfortable. I have a baby on the way, it should be a happy experience but its just not anymore and I hate it.
Any advice? Please share your thoughts or tips. Sorry its a book to read.
2024.05.14 19:59 Aggressive-Bee-1039 Kombucha Success
 | Just wanted to share my success with my first ever kombucha batch! Decanted them today for their 2nd ferment! (sorry for the square bottles, using what i have) submitted by Aggressive-Bee-1039 to Kombucha [link] [comments] |
2024.05.14 19:57 Neck-Pro Palisade Review
I just got in Palisade in an hour or so ago. I havent tried blockade before and I ordered this because a masculine leaning mango frag sounds amazing and it seems like it might fix things I dont love about Pineapple Royale.
When first smelled the cap/ atomizer before spraying it smelled a lot like Aventus which I expected.
On the initial spray I get a surprisingly strong green mango note. It's almost impossible to mistake if you're familiar with it, I was suprised by how photorealistic it was. Alongside that note is citrus and pepper initially.
After the initial sharper top notes fade a bit the fruits/citrus fade into a slightly more ripe mango and generic fruit smell, sweeter than aventus but not by too much. Then you start to get more of the "green" woodsy notes. I wouldn't have called out the tomato leaf note specifically but I can see where it comes from. Alongside the green notes you get some slight powdery lavender that isn't in aventus. This balances and smooths out the fragerence imo.
After a few minutes (on skin) when you start to smell the base notes more, I get some clean musk, cedar maybe, and some warm ambery and cashmeran notes. I think compared to Pineapple Royale, this is smoother and more appealing than the more sharp musk and smokey Birch tar notes. It feels more well blended and modern to me.
Overall though the combination of tropical fruit, citrus, pepper, woodsy, and musk lands you in a similar place as Aventus. Assuming this is an accurate dupe of Blockade, it very clearly was heavily inspired by Aventus or Aventus style fragerences. It's very distinctly it's own fragerence though and leans less masculine than Aventus. This makes it more office friendly too imo.
I love the green mango and don't prefer the smokeyness and stronger musk of Aventus so this is a huge hit for me. I have a feeling the longevity will suffer due to the reduced base notes but I will know later today. At $45 instead of $375 a bottle I don't mind even if that ends up being the case.
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When first smelled the cap/ atomizer before spraying it smelled a lot like Aventus which I expected.
On the initial spray I get a surprisingly strong green mango note. It's almost impossible to mistake if you're familiar with it, I was suprised by how photorealistic it was. Alongside that note is citrus and pepper initially.
After the initial sharper top notes fade a bit the fruits/citrus fade into a slightly more ripe mango and generic fruit smell, sweeter than aventus but not by too much. Then you start to get more of the "green" woodsy notes. I wouldn't have called out the tomato leaf note specifically but I can see where it comes from. Alongside the green notes you get some slight powdery lavender that isn't in aventus. This balances and smooths out the fragerence imo.
After a few minutes (on skin) when you start to smell the base notes more, I get some clean musk, cedar maybe, and some warm ambery and cashmeran notes. I think compared to Pineapple Royale, this is smoother and more appealing than the more sharp musk and smokey Birch tar notes. It feels more well blended and modern to me.
Overall though the combination of tropical fruit, citrus, pepper, woodsy, and musk lands you in a similar place as Aventus. Assuming this is an accurate dupe of Blockade, it very clearly was heavily inspired by Aventus or Aventus style fragerences. It's very distinctly it's own fragerence though and leans less masculine than Aventus. This makes it more office friendly too imo.
I love the green mango and don't prefer the smokeyness and stronger musk of Aventus so this is a huge hit for me. I have a feeling the longevity will suffer due to the reduced base notes but I will know later today. At $45 instead of $375 a bottle I don't mind even if that ends up being the case.
2024.05.14 19:54 sarahcarrasco Cat Bite - Hospital or Did I Do Enough To Prevent Infection?
I am a 31 year old female, about 140 lbs. Medications I take are: Lexapro, Seroquel, Ritalin, Gabapentin.
I was bitten and scratched by one of my outdoor cats earlier while trying to break up a fight. I am not worried about rabies as they are vaccinated. I have been hospitalized before for a cat bite infection, the bite went into my finger tendon and I did not wash it for about an hour after I was bitten. That said, I am ultra paranoid and do not want to spend days on an IV drip if I can avoid it.
Here are photos of the wound and here is what I did to care for the wound:
https://imgur.com/6Wre1zH https://imgur.com/WywQGeR https://imgur.com/iLYID7h
Immediately after the bite I came inside and ran hot water over the wound and used Hibiclens surgical scrub to clean it. I made sure the soap was inside the wounds and washed for about 5 minutes straight. Then I used antiseptic wipes to clean it even further, even squeezing the solution into the wounds. Then I used an alcohol prep pad to do one more wipe over everything before covering everything with neosporin. Then I wrapped it in gauze and soft tape to keep it covered. I also took 500mg of amoxicillin since I had a bottle from a dentist appointment I never used.
SO, do I need to go to the hospital or urgent care still?
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I was bitten and scratched by one of my outdoor cats earlier while trying to break up a fight. I am not worried about rabies as they are vaccinated. I have been hospitalized before for a cat bite infection, the bite went into my finger tendon and I did not wash it for about an hour after I was bitten. That said, I am ultra paranoid and do not want to spend days on an IV drip if I can avoid it.
Here are photos of the wound and here is what I did to care for the wound:
https://imgur.com/6Wre1zH https://imgur.com/WywQGeR https://imgur.com/iLYID7h
Immediately after the bite I came inside and ran hot water over the wound and used Hibiclens surgical scrub to clean it. I made sure the soap was inside the wounds and washed for about 5 minutes straight. Then I used antiseptic wipes to clean it even further, even squeezing the solution into the wounds. Then I used an alcohol prep pad to do one more wipe over everything before covering everything with neosporin. Then I wrapped it in gauze and soft tape to keep it covered. I also took 500mg of amoxicillin since I had a bottle from a dentist appointment I never used.
SO, do I need to go to the hospital or urgent care still?
2024.05.14 19:52 LankySquash4 A real 💩 story…
So I had food poisoning last week. Started Tuesday and still on going now. I thought my kids were safe. They aren’t, but it’s particularly impacted my middle boy, 11, autistic. I said to him at the end of last week “if you’ve a bad belly, do not trust a fart” and was met with “DAD STOP!”. He’s such a prude. Well today it happened. He come in from school and as usual went straight to his room to get changed. 30 minutes later I see him running through the hallway, holding his ass. The noise was so intense that I went downstairs. The shower goes on, I’m thinking good lad. Gets out of the shower, gets dressed and comes downstairs… “mum. Dad. I need to tell you something, it’s quite embarrassing”. I say “what’s up love?”, he responds “come”. My wife obliges… THANK THE LORD. I hear gagging and “Aww son. It’s gag ok. Jump into bed mate”. He had tried to lock the door, with his pants down, as the poo sharted out. He got the door, the walls, the window, the floor, the bath tub, sink, radiator and the toilet seat.
I sat in the living room as my wife cleaned. Needless to say she’s due a bottle of wine tonight.
My boy come to tell me ‘what happened’ and as he’s explaining it I can feel myself going hot and about to burst into laughter. So I pull my top over my face and tell him it’s so I can itch my scalp without my nails touching my skin. Luckily he believed me but he HAD to finish telling me.
Wife comes down as he goes up. She’s besides herself with laughter.
He then shouts down “now I now what you mean by ‘don’t trust a fart when you’re unwell’” 😂
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I sat in the living room as my wife cleaned. Needless to say she’s due a bottle of wine tonight.
My boy come to tell me ‘what happened’ and as he’s explaining it I can feel myself going hot and about to burst into laughter. So I pull my top over my face and tell him it’s so I can itch my scalp without my nails touching my skin. Luckily he believed me but he HAD to finish telling me.
Wife comes down as he goes up. She’s besides herself with laughter.
He then shouts down “now I now what you mean by ‘don’t trust a fart when you’re unwell’” 😂
2024.05.14 19:51 SirFiftyScalesLeMarm My relative has severe dental issues, possible multiple abseces and their teeth are falling out. We can't afford a dentist. Their social worker is looking for a medical grant but it's not 100%. Any guidance appreciated.
[Discussions on self neglect and poor mental health ahead]
The titles says it all. Also, the hospitals in my area and in neighboring cities don't seem to have an on call dentist or emergency dental surgery care and I'm unsure of what to do. My parent has several physical disabilities and a a multitude of psychological illnesses that have caused them to self neglect over the course of many years. All the emergency dentists in my area have no up front payment info on their website and most of them only have credit financing plans and I have no credit history/FICO(I think that's what it's called) to apply. I would have to get my relative to hold a conversation with a financial counselor to approve any medical loans/a medical credit card. They're not cooperative and just keep sobbing or arguing with the air and I can't get them to focus.
They almost died of sepsis three weeks ago. Like one day from being found dead on the sofa due to self neglect despite how much I've fought for them to at least get two bottles of water in their body a day and trying to get them to not starve themselves then dealing with the paramedics/EMT not taking them to the hospital because they didn't look ill enough and wouldn't consent to going. I'm unsure how to go about the situation and am waiting for the social worker to get back to us or take a risk and just get her to the emergency dentist and accept the debt (if they'll even see my relative). I'm going to try getting in contact with the social worker today and see if they found anything. Any advice on what to do would be greatly appreciated.
P.S This is literally just me looking for advice on how I can better go about the current situation at this point...Thanks in advance.
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The titles says it all. Also, the hospitals in my area and in neighboring cities don't seem to have an on call dentist or emergency dental surgery care and I'm unsure of what to do. My parent has several physical disabilities and a a multitude of psychological illnesses that have caused them to self neglect over the course of many years. All the emergency dentists in my area have no up front payment info on their website and most of them only have credit financing plans and I have no credit history/FICO(I think that's what it's called) to apply. I would have to get my relative to hold a conversation with a financial counselor to approve any medical loans/a medical credit card. They're not cooperative and just keep sobbing or arguing with the air and I can't get them to focus.
They almost died of sepsis three weeks ago. Like one day from being found dead on the sofa due to self neglect despite how much I've fought for them to at least get two bottles of water in their body a day and trying to get them to not starve themselves then dealing with the paramedics/EMT not taking them to the hospital because they didn't look ill enough and wouldn't consent to going. I'm unsure how to go about the situation and am waiting for the social worker to get back to us or take a risk and just get her to the emergency dentist and accept the debt (if they'll even see my relative). I'm going to try getting in contact with the social worker today and see if they found anything. Any advice on what to do would be greatly appreciated.
P.S This is literally just me looking for advice on how I can better go about the current situation at this point...Thanks in advance.
2024.05.14 19:51 Still_Tailor_9993 Your beverage hacks?
Hi there,
So what do you all do to cut on your beverage costs? Any Hacks? Cool recipes?
Let me start. I drink a lot of cold brewed tea, and I take my tea/coffea with me instead of buying it. Also I got myself a sodacarbonator for home use and I make a lot of infused water. Now concerning the Soa carbonater, to me the water is not like carbonated water from the store, so I keep buying it. I tried all the tricks like cooling the water, it just doesen't get good. So I kind keep having to buy at least a few bottles of carbonated water, wich really sucks. Do you have any cool recipes?
Since beverage cost's ain't comming down soon, I thought I might make a poast to get some cloud wisdom. Maybe it helps a few people, too.
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So what do you all do to cut on your beverage costs? Any Hacks? Cool recipes?
Let me start. I drink a lot of cold brewed tea, and I take my tea/coffea with me instead of buying it. Also I got myself a sodacarbonator for home use and I make a lot of infused water. Now concerning the Soa carbonater, to me the water is not like carbonated water from the store, so I keep buying it. I tried all the tricks like cooling the water, it just doesen't get good. So I kind keep having to buy at least a few bottles of carbonated water, wich really sucks. Do you have any cool recipes?
Since beverage cost's ain't comming down soon, I thought I might make a poast to get some cloud wisdom. Maybe it helps a few people, too.
2024.05.14 19:50 thefirststarinthesky My step-dad M54 and a coworker M40ish constantly put me F27 down, both in a specific way to each of them, how can I cope with it?
I'm F27 and feel like I'm going nuts - it seems like one of these two men in my life are constantly trying to punch down on me, and I feel like I'm losing the plot as nobody else seems to care or notice, and I feel like I'm getting angry more than is healthy - even if it's normal to feel it with these situations?
For some likely important context, I was diagnosed AuDHD 6 months ago.
My stepdad M54 - he constantly corrects me and has to have the last word, no matter the topic or who of us knows more about it. As much I love him, tonight drove me to actually tell him I was over talking with him right then because he doesn't have to be the most correct person or have the last word, and he laughed. It was over ADHD meds - I was talking about how I was excited to likely finally be prescribed them next week, and it came up my little brother had a mostly unused bottle of dexamphetamine, so I jokingly said I'd love some while I wait for my own prescription, and then when my mum F51 pointed out my brother is on Vyvanse now, I said "Ah yes, legal speed, extended release", and my step-dad then went no, they're totally different compounds, a different drug and it's not speed. To try and avoid him correcting me I say yes, I know, but they're still an ADHD med and a stimulant - and I just looked it up, it looks like I was correct. Realistically, it is an ultra-minor detail that doesn't matter at all in the gist of the conversation anyway.
He corrects me often when talking about savings, politics, taxes, history, tv shows and all kinds of things - it isn't limited to minor details. He acts like I don't know things and if I try to expand my point, he has to have the last word, every. single. time.
My coworker M40ish (not exactly sure but late 30s/early 40s seems right) is also a corrector, but he generally understands things we talk about more in general; we work in banking and he loves to analyse the economy figures each month and work out exactly what those numbers mean for people going forward - I know in a general sense, he is good with specifics so I'm okay with him correcting me here only because I am usually actually a bit wrong or very wrong and he is kinder about it usually. However, he has a 2 year old, and what from the outside looks like a very unhappy marriage, and he brings that frustration to work and seems to take it out on me.
I am constantly tired due to masking at work and struggling to retain focus to work, and so I sleep a lot to make up for it - whenever we are asked in team meetings about our weekends and I say either sleeping or video games/Netflix, he rolls his eyes and has very disinterested body language, and whenever we see each other in person, about 2 days a week, any 'friendly conversation' we have is typically him being cranky and complaining about his wife or 'my kid' (never addresses his daughter by name??)...
Once in a meeting I asked a question I thought was valid about a process he was trying to find a loophole for and he slammed his hands on the table and loudly said that wouldn't work, embarrassing me in front of my whole team while the boss was away. He also did an the RADS-R (and it came back with high probability) when I posted it on the work social media as part of an awareness thing, and he told me, I suggested that while he waits for the psychiatrist to look into it, reducing things that cause him melt or shutdowns, and he said he couldn't just divorce his wife and abandon his kid, and when I said that wasn't at all what I meant and I felt he was putting words into his mouth, he acted like I attacked him. He just always seems frustrated by me, and I don't know why, or how to stop feeling like this. I do everything I can to stop my autism and ADHD affecting anyone at great personal cost, I really can't think of anything I would be doing to upset him.
Both these men do things that upset me on a regular basis, but nobody else ever seems to call it out, notice or do anything about it, and when I try to ask dad to stop it, he laughs at me and continues, and the coworker is intimidating seeing he thinks he's smarter than me, and is more than willing to act it. Is there anything I can do to stop feeling so frustrated by either of them? avoiding them isn't an option, nor is cutting them off or any other drastic measures.
TLDR; step dad corrects me all the time on all kinds of minor details and has to have the last word always, coworker seems constantly frustrated by me - need coping strategies to not be constantly upset with one or both of them.
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For some likely important context, I was diagnosed AuDHD 6 months ago.
My stepdad M54 - he constantly corrects me and has to have the last word, no matter the topic or who of us knows more about it. As much I love him, tonight drove me to actually tell him I was over talking with him right then because he doesn't have to be the most correct person or have the last word, and he laughed. It was over ADHD meds - I was talking about how I was excited to likely finally be prescribed them next week, and it came up my little brother had a mostly unused bottle of dexamphetamine, so I jokingly said I'd love some while I wait for my own prescription, and then when my mum F51 pointed out my brother is on Vyvanse now, I said "Ah yes, legal speed, extended release", and my step-dad then went no, they're totally different compounds, a different drug and it's not speed. To try and avoid him correcting me I say yes, I know, but they're still an ADHD med and a stimulant - and I just looked it up, it looks like I was correct. Realistically, it is an ultra-minor detail that doesn't matter at all in the gist of the conversation anyway.
He corrects me often when talking about savings, politics, taxes, history, tv shows and all kinds of things - it isn't limited to minor details. He acts like I don't know things and if I try to expand my point, he has to have the last word, every. single. time.
My coworker M40ish (not exactly sure but late 30s/early 40s seems right) is also a corrector, but he generally understands things we talk about more in general; we work in banking and he loves to analyse the economy figures each month and work out exactly what those numbers mean for people going forward - I know in a general sense, he is good with specifics so I'm okay with him correcting me here only because I am usually actually a bit wrong or very wrong and he is kinder about it usually. However, he has a 2 year old, and what from the outside looks like a very unhappy marriage, and he brings that frustration to work and seems to take it out on me.
I am constantly tired due to masking at work and struggling to retain focus to work, and so I sleep a lot to make up for it - whenever we are asked in team meetings about our weekends and I say either sleeping or video games/Netflix, he rolls his eyes and has very disinterested body language, and whenever we see each other in person, about 2 days a week, any 'friendly conversation' we have is typically him being cranky and complaining about his wife or 'my kid' (never addresses his daughter by name??)...
Once in a meeting I asked a question I thought was valid about a process he was trying to find a loophole for and he slammed his hands on the table and loudly said that wouldn't work, embarrassing me in front of my whole team while the boss was away. He also did an the RADS-R (and it came back with high probability) when I posted it on the work social media as part of an awareness thing, and he told me, I suggested that while he waits for the psychiatrist to look into it, reducing things that cause him melt or shutdowns, and he said he couldn't just divorce his wife and abandon his kid, and when I said that wasn't at all what I meant and I felt he was putting words into his mouth, he acted like I attacked him. He just always seems frustrated by me, and I don't know why, or how to stop feeling like this. I do everything I can to stop my autism and ADHD affecting anyone at great personal cost, I really can't think of anything I would be doing to upset him.
Both these men do things that upset me on a regular basis, but nobody else ever seems to call it out, notice or do anything about it, and when I try to ask dad to stop it, he laughs at me and continues, and the coworker is intimidating seeing he thinks he's smarter than me, and is more than willing to act it. Is there anything I can do to stop feeling so frustrated by either of them? avoiding them isn't an option, nor is cutting them off or any other drastic measures.
TLDR; step dad corrects me all the time on all kinds of minor details and has to have the last word always, coworker seems constantly frustrated by me - need coping strategies to not be constantly upset with one or both of them.
2024.05.14 19:47 GWARGoNER My Journey Through Life.
In this life, I've harbored no ambitions nor goals merely a vivid dream ---a lonely dream where I sit beside an island, gradually consumed by the waves , dying without ever being known, seen or remembered.
I wonder if this is the reason as to why I don’t have any grand ambitions, or a will to truly live and discover things that would fulfill me. I have never found anything worth investing my time in, except observing the joy in people’s smiles. As much of a cunt as I am, I rejoice making people happy.
For me, I gain little happiness by doing things for myself, yet I love second-hand happiness, the smiles and the giggles, they rile me up, giving me a high that no drug ever could. But some days I question to myself if this even is the proper way to be happy.
I despise this part of me.
I have never truly loved someone in my life; I’ve only ever devoted myself to them.
I wish I knew what love felt like, what liking someone felt like, what being kind felt like, what infatuation must feel like.
I just wished to feel emotions, any emotion other than bottled-up rage.
I’ve locked my heart away, my upbringing wasn’t very kind to me, nor was my own brain, so I locked parts of me that I didn’t like, the parts my caretakers disapproved of, the parts that my so-called friends rejected, the part that I thought this world wouldn’t accept, and now I’ll lock this memory away too, because, well, its easy, so much easier than peeling my skin back and solving me, confronting myself, solving this puzzle called my life.
I feel broken, I have lived my life for so long being a secondary character in my own story that I have forgotten how to be ME?
But sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and smile, cause well, What if not figuring out me is, ME?
What if my entire journey in this life were about forging myself into ME?
That gives me hope, that makes me want to be saved, saved from this dreadful feeling of not knowing me in my entirety, the feeling of being a fake version of me.
I want to be saved.
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I wonder if this is the reason as to why I don’t have any grand ambitions, or a will to truly live and discover things that would fulfill me. I have never found anything worth investing my time in, except observing the joy in people’s smiles. As much of a cunt as I am, I rejoice making people happy.
For me, I gain little happiness by doing things for myself, yet I love second-hand happiness, the smiles and the giggles, they rile me up, giving me a high that no drug ever could. But some days I question to myself if this even is the proper way to be happy.
I despise this part of me.
I have never truly loved someone in my life; I’ve only ever devoted myself to them.
I wish I knew what love felt like, what liking someone felt like, what being kind felt like, what infatuation must feel like.
I just wished to feel emotions, any emotion other than bottled-up rage.
I’ve locked my heart away, my upbringing wasn’t very kind to me, nor was my own brain, so I locked parts of me that I didn’t like, the parts my caretakers disapproved of, the parts that my so-called friends rejected, the part that I thought this world wouldn’t accept, and now I’ll lock this memory away too, because, well, its easy, so much easier than peeling my skin back and solving me, confronting myself, solving this puzzle called my life.
I feel broken, I have lived my life for so long being a secondary character in my own story that I have forgotten how to be ME?
But sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and smile, cause well, What if not figuring out me is, ME?
What if my entire journey in this life were about forging myself into ME?
That gives me hope, that makes me want to be saved, saved from this dreadful feeling of not knowing me in my entirety, the feeling of being a fake version of me.
I want to be saved.