I hope that anyone who follows me in the future doesn’t mind me posting about my random dreams.
Last night I had a dream that my boss hired a new girl. She was freshly 18 and still in high school, plus it was her first job. After her first day we hung out and talked for a bit about her life and why she was working while still in high school. She had been kicked out of her parents house by her stepmom a week ago and was sleeping in her car. She wanted to stay in school and get her diploma so she knew she couldn’t work full time with that goal.
I felt so bad for her and without thinking I told her she can stay with me for free. No catch. I have extra rooms she can pick from and it would be nice to have someone else in the house. She was super happy and grateful. She agreed and I brought her to my house. She setup her room right away, making herself at home while I cooked dinner. After we ate she wanted to relax in bed go to sleep. I told her goodnight and I will drive her to work tomorrow since our shifts will be the same.
Here’s why the dream became memorable lol
As I got the kitchen cleaned up and got ready for bed myself, she came into my room with just a tshirt on and some panties. Btw she is like 5’0” tall, slim body maybe 90lbs. Super pretty, short dirty blonde hair, and a very cute butt. I was shocked. I just stood there and said, “oh hey, what’s up” She said, “you are so nice. We just met and I feel so safe with you. I’ve been so scared sleeping in my car.” She was looking down this whole time while saying this. I walked up to her and held her saying “hey you don’t have to worry anymore. You have a bed and a room in a house again.” She looked up at me with some teary eyes and asked “will you lay with me in my room? You really make me feel so safe.”
The next part of the dream I remember being in her bed. I was just in my underwear, no shirt. I’m the big spoon and my dick is rock hard. I’m really trying not to be a total horny perv but she pushed back on it. Fuck. It felt so good. I grabbed her lil A cup tits and whispered in her ear, “pull your panties down if you want this dick” Side note: My sex dreams usually are weird and don’t really end with much satisfying sex stuff happening.
This dream was different. We had sex like 3 times. I railed her perfect lil body all night like I was never gonna fuck again. It was incredible. I had 3 full orgasms and I fell asleep in the dream. I woke up in my own bed yesterday and thought to myself I can’t wait to spend more time with her… oh wait fuck. It was a dream. No. Dammit. Shit. Haha. It was too good to be true.

Hi, I am currently a high school student doing a high school research project. I would like to know how, in any way shape or form, social media has affected your behavior and how you might view yourself as a person. In this regard, I would prefer if you are between the ages of 10 and 20 because I mainly focus on the effects on adolescents in the US, but any response would be appreciated! The survey itself shouldn't take longer than 10 minutes. A response count of above 50 would be ideal, but more certainly is preferred. Thank you for taking your time. https://forms.gle/7JkQaghkDKQekSVY9

Really struggling emotionally with what my experience is “labeled”. I know physical abuse, I know emotional abuse. Is this considered sexual abuse?
THE ABUSE: My father loved to spank. It was almost like a sport to him, he would literally aim and move his hand in certain ways right before hitting as if he was warming up. He used his hand, but a lot of the times a belt was used. We had a dedicated spanking room in our house. He also loved to humiliate and embarrass.
This is where it’s very painful. There were times when my father would rip down our pants and underwear or lift up our dress/nightgown to remove underwear. Or sometimes he would order us to do it ourselves. He would use either his hand or a belt on our bare bottoms.
There was one instance that I remember that was insanely traumatic for me. I was showering with my little sister. I was around 8 years old and I was insanely insecure about my body. I didn’t want anyone seeing my body. All of a sudden we hear my father BANGING on the door screaming in a rage. I wrapped up in a towel and opened the door. He jerked me across the room into the bedroom, ripped the towel off my body, told me to put my hands on the bed (part of his spanking ritual) and beat me while I was completely nude. I remember feeling so confused and absolutely beyond violated and embarrassed. The most heartbreaking part was that I did nothing “wrong”, he was just mad and I was there to take his anger out. I still remember looking over at my little sister, nude with her hands on the bed, staring into space waiting for her beating.
I also recall another strange incident around the same age. I was showering (glass shower) and all of a sudden I hear “hey Jane”, I look over and he’s in the corner of the bathroom. I scream and cover my body, and he laughs and leaves.
THE EFFECTS: At this age (8) is when I began to experience issues with my bladder, specifically paruresis (shy bladder syndrome). I could no longer pee in a public restroom if someone was nearby. It got very bad in high school, my mother would have to pick me up from school to pee at home. It got to the point where I still couldn’t pee when I got home, and my mother would have to leave the house in order for me to pee. I began to have other health issues as a teenager, and two doctors asked if I had ever experienced sexual abuse. This is the first time I had questioned my past.
Once I hit my 20s and moved away from home, I began having nightmares of people trying to remove my clothes, or someone trying to pull a blanket off of me while I’m nude underneath. I always feel like people are looking at my ass. My hips sway forward and I clench my butt cheeks sometimes if someone is standing behind me. I’m now 25, and the years of constantly denying and ignoring my past have officially taken full effect. My abuse is all I think about. I am now in therapy beginning the healing process.

My younger sister is graduation high school this week and I am super proud of her. She is literally the light of my life. She is the only thing that could ever motivate me to fly. Originally, I wanted to take the train from LA to Oklahoma City, but it was going to take too long and be too complicated. My grandma bought me a plane ticket that leaves Tuesday at 6:45 am (7 hours from now).
I have a flight for one hour, a layover, then another for 2.5 hours. When I committed to the ticket, I just sat in my bed and cried. I’m talking non-stop tears. I’m so beyond terrified. Some of my biggest fears are heights, enclosed spaces, and lack of control. On top of that, I have to do this alone. I genuinely do not know how I am going to get through this. It has been the ONLY thing on my mind for days.
Any advice or words of encouragement?

Regarding the public school system in Japan from kindergarten, elementary, junior high, high school level I understand even the public school system is not free and requires tuition paid and the uniforms, school supplies bought even though they should be getting it from taxes…
What happens if the family is poor and cannot afford to pay the tuition or buy the uniform/materials?
Since school is a legal right does the school have to accept the student anyway? What if for example the family has a parent who gambles all the money at pachinko and keeps coming up with excuses they “will get the money for the school later” but just delays it until graduation? Does the school have to accept the student anyway and eat the costs?

Prompt: Incorporate at least three sources into a well written essay in which you develop a position on the role, if any, that public libraries should serve in th future. (due to the internet)
In a world of digital connectivity, libraries are still here. Public institutions like libraries are important today, and in the future as community gathering places & education centers, and could help people in a new digital era.
Communities need a place to gather, learn, and participate in events. Libaries are perfect for all of that. In a calendar of events for Orland Park library (source B), there are events every day for families, toddlers, and teens, highlighting the need for libraries to stay in an age where people think that it will cease to exist. Libraries are also equally important for education. It used to be a place where the ruling class cou didn't yld go but Benjamin Franklin invented the idea of a lending library leading to educated masses, something that is important to a democracy (Source A). Libraries are important to students as well. College and high school students use libraries as study places due to their quiet nature and educational manner.
Contrary to what people think libraries will become, these spaces actually help people greatly. People from disadvantaged households, that is, households with low education and income, may not have a computer, internet, or funds to buy books and other material (Source C). While many of us may have no use for libraries, these households need them, as it might be integral to their education and work. Librarians also help people use technology; something that is very important so that these people are computer literate in the digital age. In a report published by research organization Pew Charitable Trust, it states that 43% of 16-17 year olds needed help from a librarian (Source D). If they didn't have a library, who might they have to ask for reliable help?
Governments and people see the change happening to libraries and information currently. In an ALA report, 23 states in America reduced funding for libraries (Source F). That could mean libraries might be reduced in size and scope which would be a mistake. Reducing funding for libraries could reduce the amount of people from the community from even entering a library, potentially costing some people's educational nd social well-being. In an article by Tech Crunch, the author states that libraries can't really change and modernize, and compared them to bookstores. That is just untrue as bookstores arent as important to communities as libraries are, and that libraries have changed, and can change again, adopting to a digital era.
Libraries are the backbone of education nin many communities. They serve as gathering places, help disadvantaged households get education and use technology, and are just good study places. Libraries change and it will adapt to a new digital era, bringing memories and education to a new generation.

I (college-age F) am recently home from college for summer break. I have two brothers: one (16 M) medium-high support needs autistic (who I will call A) and the other (14 M) has been diagnosed recently with ADHD (hereafter B). I myself have AuDHD, have known about glass children for a while, and have been struggling for years with my relationship with my often violent, immature, and selfish middle brother, as well as the inaction on my parents' part.
Anyways, today I was picking up my youngest brother from school, and he jokingly mentioned how he would "have to tell Mom that [he] wouldn't be going to [A]'s wedding because [he] was ignored and disregarded [his] whole life" (something along those lines). This surprised me, because we'd always alluded to/joked about how frustrating and entitled A could be, but B had never expressed his own feelings about effectively being a glass child to me before. Our relationship wasn't the strongest growing up; A served as a sort of buffer between us age-wise, and by the time B was old enough for us to be friends, I had sort of withdrawn from engaging with my siblings in response to A's abuse.
So I told B about the term 'glass child', implying that he was one. The conversation naturally moved on to other topics from there, and I didn't press him on his feelings. I guess I'm still trying to figure out this whole 'older sibling' thing, but I'm really happy to finally have something resembling a close sibling relationship that I've seen my friends/media talk about but never really expected to have.
Anyways, I could really use some advice on next steps. Should I try to get B to open up more? We aren't really a talk-about-feelings family, and I don't want to make B uncomfortable by pushing too hard too soon. I know my mom has been urging B to try therapy, but he's not enthusiastic about the idea, which I understand. I've been considering talking to my mom about this, explaining to her that he will need therapy, but TBH that also sounds like a lot of emotional labor. Finally, I want to make his time in this house before college easier than mine was. A often causes a lot of conflict and stress, and while I was somewhat able to disengage, B bears a lot of the brunt of the emotional fallout. I'm worried it's making him too jaded for his age.
Sorry, that was a lot.
TL;DR: just told my youngest brother who I recently reconnected with that he's a glass child, and I would really appreciate advice on how to help him live with the stress of having a disabled brother when I'm not around. Any comments are appreciated! :)

Everyone knows that Brooke Hyland just got engaged and will be married soon, but Brooke is NOT the 1st dance moms girl to be engaged/married. All info I found from IG (either their own accounts/the moms) :

1. Kamryn Beck from season 4 select team, got engaged in December 2021, but will be married this August. She is the first dance moms girl to be engaged. https://www.instagram.com/p/CYH7jYVLL6v/?hl=en&img_index=1 & from her moms IG post https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqxj0YgOFP?hl=en&img_index=1 + https://www.instagram.com/p/C3xOVi6OJiP/?hl=en
   
2. Payton Ackerman, goes by Payton Stork now, got married in September 2023 & gave birth to a baby girl 2 months ago. https://www.instagram.com/payyytonackerman/?hl=en Not only the 1st dance moms girl to be married but also the first dance moms girl to have a baby.
   
3. Ari Lopez from season 6 mini team, is engaged to Manuel Magana (I think in June 2023). On her recent posts you can see her huge diamond ring (https://www.instagram.com/p/Ct7iwQ\_pRNM/?hl=en&img\_index=1). https://www.instagram.com/areanalopez/?hl=en
   
4. BROOKE
   

Next... either Paige (who's been with her boyfriend since Fall 2018), Sophia Lucia (who's been with her boyfriend since September 2020), almost 17yr old Elliana (who's been with her almost 18yr old boyfriend since October of 2020 (her 13 & him 14) + they talk about getting married on their social media channels all of the time), Nia (who's been with her boyfriend since January/February of 2022), or Kendall (who's been with her boyfriend since May 2022).
Not for a while because... Maddie, Kenzie, Chloe, & JoJo have been in relationships but are now single. Kalani & Brynn have just started relationships with their boyfriends. Lilly is also now in a relationship but also focusing on being a somewhat typical teenager. Other singles include: Asia, Ava, & Sarah Reasons-busy being influencers. The rest of select team members Jade, Tia, & Sarah Hunt-living typical lives. Season 6 mini's Peyton & Alexus and Season 8 Sarah Georgina-focusing on high school & just being typical teenagers. Season 7 members Camryn Bridges-one of Usher's main dancers & Maesi-focusing on college & dance training. Season 8 cast majority (GiaNina, Pressley, & Hannah)-focusing on being influencers & Brady-professional ballet dancer. *all ALDC major cast members ages 15+

I've hit some sort of spiral, especially since I'll be graduating high-school soon. It's this constant nagging feeling and realization that I'm going to get older and die and it's inevitable and I can't escape it. It's led to intense episodes of derealization because I just can't accept death or comprehend it as a thing. it's honestly the worst type of mental pain I've ever felt and I just want it to go away and I just can't feel present with anything anymore cause I just keep thinking how it'll all be gone one day. I just need help on how to cope, like I have no idea how I've coped these past 17 years It all feels surreal and I can't escape this brain fog like with other brain fogs I've felt will anxiety medication help? should I seek therapy?

Really struggling emotionally with what my experience is “labeled”. I know physical abuse, I know emotional abuse. Is this considered sexual abuse?
THE ABUSE: My father loved to spank. It was almost like a sport to him, he would literally aim and move his hand in certain ways right before hitting as if he was warming up. He used his hand, but a lot of the times a belt was used. We had a dedicated spanking room in our house. He also loved to humiliate and embarrass.
This is where it’s very painful. There were times when my father would rip down our pants and underwear or lift up our dress/nightgown to remove underwear. Or sometimes he would order us to do it ourselves. He would use either his hand or a belt on our bare bottoms.
There was one instance that I remember that was insanely traumatic for me. I was showering with my little sister. I was around 8 years old and I was insanely insecure about my body. I didn’t want anyone seeing my body. All of a sudden we hear my father BANGING on the door screaming in a rage. I wrapped up in a towel and opened the door. He jerked me across the room into the bedroom, ripped the towel off my body, told me to put my hands on the bed (part of his spanking ritual) and beat me while I was completely nude. I remember feeling so confused and absolutely beyond violated and embarrassed. The most heartbreaking part was that I did nothing “wrong”, he was just mad and I was there to take his anger out. I still remember looking over at my little sister, nude with her hands on the bed, staring into space waiting for her beating.
I also recall another strange incident around the same age. I was showering (glass shower) and all of a sudden I hear “hey Jane”, I look over and he’s in the corner of the bathroom. I scream and cover my body, and he laughs and leaves.
THE EFFECTS: At this age (8) is when I began to experience issues with my bladder, specifically paruresis (shy bladder syndrome). I could no longer pee in a public restroom if someone was nearby. It got very bad in high school, my mother would have to pick me up from school to pee at home. It got to the point where I still couldn’t pee when I got home, and my mother would have to leave the house in order for me to pee. I began to have other health issues as a teenager, and two doctors asked if I had ever experienced sexual abuse. This is the first time I had questioned my past.
Once I hit my 20s and moved away from home, I began having nightmares of people trying to remove my clothes, or someone trying to pull a blanket off of me while I’m nude underneath. I always feel like people are looking at my ass. My hips sway forward and I clench my butt cheeks sometimes if someone is standing behind me. I’m now 25, and the years of constantly denying and ignoring my past have officially taken full effect. My abuse is all I think about. I am now in therapy beginning the healing process.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading and listening.

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Here is a TRUE Haunted House Story that a gentleman by the name of “Kenneth” emailed to me last week that I am currently working on to narrate. This is one creepy story. 😬 I hope you enjoy. 🫶
Story by - “Kenneth”
I’ve been living in a house that is very haunted for the better part of 53 years. I guess you can say that, I grew up here. And lived here my entire life.
And I’ve made a happy home for my wife and daughter here as well. At least we try to make this a happy home. We’ve experienced things that are so bizarre you’d almost think that we were crazy for even talking about them.
Nevermind the things I’ve heard and seen in this house while growing up.
While I would love to talk about everything that has happened here, I would like to tell you about how it all started for me when I was seven years old. It's actually the very first incident that I encountered while living here.
The house was built in 1875. It’s been remodeled throughout the years to keep up with modern times, but it still rests on the very foundation it was built on.
This house… as I’m writing this, I can hear footsteps creaking above me on the second floor. This is an all day thing. But we’ve learned to live with it. While growing up here, and being the only child, my parents already knew about the house being haunted. But they tried sheltering me from it. Meaning, if I heard something strange, my father or mother would say something to the likes of…
“Oh honey, those damn pipes again. We need to call the plumber.”
Or if there were footsteps creaking on the floor boards they would blame the flooring for being very old. I would hear scratching all throughout the walls and ceilings. All sorts of strange and bizarre sounds.
But this incident, this day, changed everything. And I remember this day, or rather night, as if it happened yesterday.
It was around 11:00 at night. It was a school night. And I was asleep. But something woke me up. I heard a voice whisper in my right right ear…
“We can’t let them get away.”
My eyes slowly opened up and I laid there for a moment. I called out for both my mother and father and looked over at my bedroom door but it was shut. I flipped over to my side and fell back asleep.
I heard this voice loud and clear. I know I did. But I think my brain was telling me to ignore it. Well, that was just the beginning of it. Because a few moments later it decided to really stir things up with me…
“Boy… HELP THEM THEY’RE BURNING ALIVE!”
I jumped out of bed so rapidly and even peed myself as I ran to my parents bedroom. My parents both looked at each other and then looked at me like they knew something but didn’t want to tell me. They gave me the old mumbo jumbo and told me that I was having a bad dream. My mother got out of bed. Got me fresh pajamas and socks while I cleaned myself up.
Peeing yourself at seven years old isn’t fun. Especially when it’s a raspy old scary voice shouting that someone’s burning alive in your bedroom while you’re sleeping.
My mother asked if I wanted to sleep with her and my father in their bed after that. You bet your ass I did. I hopped in that bed quicker than a fox chasing a rabbit. I was a small boy for seven. And both of my parents were average sized too, so, I fit right in there.
Alright… Here is where it gets very, very scary. If this doesn’t scare the socks off of you I don’t know what will. And before I continue, the voice that I heard? We think it’s the original owner of the house. Without giving away too much information about my home, the very first owner of this home…
He was an evil man…
We’ve heard stories about him torturing animals, killing them, and then taxiderming them, scattering them all throughout the house like his own little museum of horror.
Throughout the years I would experience more voices, more scratching on the walls and ceilings. Eventually my parents wound up telling me that the house was haunted by a creepy man with an evil past. And we lived with it. We were never physically harmed by it. It was more of a nuisance than anything.
That all changed on the night I brought my wife home to begin a life here with me.
We’re high school sweethearts. So, she knows about this place. She stayed here overnight plenty of times before we got married. But on the night she moved in, it wasn’t happy at all.
I’ll never forget the hour and minute. It was 2:27 in the morning. We were both asleep. My wife woke up first because she felt something tugging on her arm. She then woke me up and told me what she felt. This was the first time in all the years anyone has ever been physically touched by this spirit. This had never happened before so it was quite a shock to me.
And after being awake for about a few minutes or so, our bedroom door slammed shut! Our blanket was pulled away from us and thrown across the room. And we heard heavy footsteps as if someone was walking across the roof!
It was as if the house was coming to life.
In all my years of living here, I have never seen this much activity. Yet alone in one single night.
After the blanket got pulled away from us and thrown across the room things finally seemed to calm down. And the entire house was ominously quiet.
Too quiet…
But then a dark black shadow decides to grace us with its presence by moving along the walls in the bedroom and fading into nothingness. My wife and I did not move from the bed during all of this. We were terror-stricken. And then a foul odor begins to come from underneath the bed followed by a sonorous growl that vibrated underneath us.
By this point it felt like something grave was about to happen and I had to do something. Or at least I had to try. I grabbed a hold of my wife’s hand and told her to be brave and to not fear this thing. Because that's what it wants. It wants to scare us out of our home and we can’t allow that to happen. But we mustard up the courage to face this evil spirit and began reciting the Lord’s Prayer.
The bedroom door slammed again and again, four times consecutively. With steady growls underneath the bed, but we stood our ground. Praying to the almighty to help and asking him to show this spirit to the light.
A raspy old voice then shouts from underneath the bed.
“Get out!… Leave my house!”
And I said…
“No! If you're stuck here like you’ve been all these years, then you’re going to have to learn to live with us. In peace or war. Because this is my house now. Not yours. You're dead! Leave already! Go! Go with God. And Go into the light.”
After 10 minutes of praying and arguing with this thing. It all just seemed to come to a pass. I wiped the tears of fear from my wife’s eyes and embraced her painful shivers.
I, too, was frozen over by the horror that leveled us during that night.
And nothing of that magnitude ever occurred again. And our home stood silent for a while. For a year to be exact. Which was very peaceful. The voices and scratching on the walls and ceilings, footsteps and disembodied voices eventually returned. But it doesn’t bother us at all. We pay it no mind.
Doesn’t bother my daughter. Not my wife nor I. We’ve just learned to live with it.
I know that must sound strange. But this is my home. Our home. And we intend to keep it that way.
Thank you, Kenneth Sr.
Disclaimer: This story is not to be used in any other way other than reading, sharing your thoughts on it, and enjoying the creepy thought of living with a Poltergeist/Ghost in your home. 👻
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Someone just give me a hug plz Ps this has no order it just thoughts
I feel like everything is in shambles. I’m 19M. It’s college summer break. I’m broke. Never had a girl. Fat. Ugly. In credit card debt and to my father. Everywhere I apply to says no. Been made fun of because I’m broke or fat. Shit doesn’t seem to align in life. I feel like I’m being left behind. And my only response to that is to catch up even if it means sacrificing myself. I can’t really talk to my parents about this. I’m not raised to express feelings. I can tell the boys I’m depressed but it’s either as a joke or like just one rough day. And I’ve been like this since middle school. I have highs but overall I’m really in a constant low. At this point I wish I was high or drunk to make it fade away. My parents are going on vacation soon and all I can think of is to get drunk to get these feelings out my mind. I know I can’t get carried through life but some help. Some mercy. Don’t leave me alone. If this is growing up please promise me getting old gets better. I feel like everyone is having a better life while I just sit and watch. Now I don’t want to rant but this is my only way to let this out. Idk maybe I’m too hard on myself. But if I don’t do it myself, I have people pressuring me. Idk if I think too much in a cause and effect mindset but I feel like I’m losing out on opportunities (though I can’t describe much of them) that others are having. I don’t feel like women want me. There’s always someone better than me. I lost my virginity to someone who I regret. I lead a lie on my friends cuz I’m ashamed of when that happened. I can keep things clear with women. Keep in mind that my interactions with women only get to “good friends” level. I find it hard that people smarter than me are smarter because I feel like I just don’t want it bad enough but I’m trying. At this moment I just rather be on pace in life if it means sacrificing whatever little I have left I don’t really care about family because my only meaningful family is just my two parents. I’m an only child. I can’t go see friends, or call them much really

Here is a TRUE Haunted House Story that a gentleman by the name of “Kenneth” emailed to me last week that I am currently working on to narrate. This is one creepy story. 😬 I hope you enjoy.
Story by - “Kenneth”
I’ve been living in a house that is very haunted for the better part of 53 years. I guess you can say that, I grew up here. And lived here my entire life.
And I’ve made a happy home for my wife and daughter here as well. At least we try to make this a happy home. We’ve experienced things that are so bizarre you’d almost think that we were crazy for even talking about them.
Nevermind the things I’ve heard and seen in this house while growing up.
While I would love to talk about everything that has happened here, I would like to tell you about how it all started for me when I was seven years old. It's actually the very first incident that I encountered while living here.
The house was built in 1875. It’s been remodeled throughout the years to keep up with modern times, but it still rests on the very foundation it was built on.
This house… as I’m writing this, I can hear footsteps creaking above me on the second floor. This is an all day thing. But we’ve learned to live with it. While growing up here, and being the only child, my parents already knew about the house being haunted. But they tried sheltering me from it. Meaning, if I heard something strange, my father or mother would say something to the likes of…
“Oh honey, those damn pipes again. We need to call the plumber.”
Or if there were footsteps creaking on the floor boards they would blame the flooring for being very old. I would hear scratching all throughout the walls and ceilings. All sorts of strange and bizarre sounds.
But this incident, this day, changed everything. And I remember this day, or rather night, as if it happened yesterday.
It was around 11:00 at night. It was a school night. And I was asleep. But something woke me up. I heard a voice whisper in my right right ear…
“We can’t let them get away.”
My eyes slowly opened up and I laid there for a moment. I called out for both my mother and father and looked over at my bedroom door but it was shut. I flipped over to my side and fell back asleep.
I heard this voice loud and clear. I know I did. But I think my brain was telling me to ignore it. Well, that was just the beginning of it. Because a few moments later it decided to really stir things up with me…
“Boy… HELP THEM THEY’RE BURNING ALIVE!”
I jumped out of bed so rapidly and even peed myself as I ran to my parents bedroom. My parents both looked at each other and then looked at me like they knew something but didn’t want to tell me. They gave me the old mumbo jumbo and told me that I was having a bad dream. My mother got out of bed. Got me fresh pajamas and socks while I cleaned myself up.
Peeing yourself at seven years old isn’t fun. Especially when it’s a raspy old scary voice shouting that someone’s burning alive in your bedroom while you’re sleeping.
My mother asked if I wanted to sleep with her and my father in their bed after that. You bet your ass I did. I hopped in that bed quicker than a fox chasing a rabbit. I was a small boy for seven. And both of my parents were average sized too, so, I fit right in there.
Alright… Here is where it gets very, very scary. If this doesn’t scare the socks off of you I don’t know what will. And before I continue, the voice that I heard? We think it’s the original owner of the house. Without giving away too much information about my home, the very first owner of this home…
He was an evil man…
We’ve heard stories about him torturing animals, killing them, and then taxiderming them, scattering them all throughout the house like his own little museum of horror.
Throughout the years I would experience more voices, more scratching on the walls and ceilings. Eventually my parents wound up telling me that the house was haunted by a creepy man with an evil past. And we lived with it. We were never physically harmed by it. It was more of a nuisance than anything.
That all changed on the night I brought my wife home to begin a life here with me.
We’re high school sweethearts. So, she knows about this place. She stayed here overnight plenty of times before we got married. But on the night she moved in, it wasn’t happy at all.
I’ll never forget the hour and minute. It was 2:27 in the morning. We were both asleep. My wife woke up first because she felt something tugging on her arm. She then woke me up and told me what she felt. This was the first time in all the years anyone has ever been physically touched by this spirit. This had never happened before so it was quite a shock to me.
And after being awake for about a few minutes or so, our bedroom door slammed shut! Our blanket was pulled away from us and thrown across the room. And we heard heavy footsteps as if someone was walking across the roof!
It was as if the house was coming to life.
In all my years of living here, I have never seen this much activity. Yet alone in one single night.
After the blanket got pulled away from us and thrown across the room things finally seemed to calm down. And the entire house was ominously quiet.
Too quiet…
But then a dark black shadow decides to grace us with its presence by moving along the walls in the bedroom and fading into nothingness. My wife and I did not move from the bed during all of this. We were terror-stricken. And then a foul odor begins to come from underneath the bed followed by a sonorous growl that vibrated underneath us.
By this point it felt like something grave was about to happen and I had to do something. Or at least I had to try. I grabbed a hold of my wife’s hand and told her to be brave and to not fear this thing. Because that's what it wants. It wants to scare us out of our home and we can’t allow that to happen. But we mustard up the courage to face this evil spirit and began reciting the Lord’s Prayer.
The bedroom door slammed again and again, four times consecutively. With steady growls underneath the bed, but we stood our ground. Praying to the almighty to help and asking him to show this spirit to the light.
A raspy old voice then shouts from underneath the bed.
“Get out!… Leave my house!”
And I said…
“No! If you're stuck here like you’ve been all these years, then you’re going to have to learn to live with us. In peace or war. Because this is my house now. Not yours. You're dead! Leave already! Go! Go with God. And Go into the light.”
After 10 minutes of praying and arguing with this thing. It all just seemed to come to a pass. I wiped the tears of fear from my wife’s eyes and embraced her painful shivers.
I, too, was frozen over by the horror that leveled us during that night.
And nothing of that magnitude ever occurred again. And our home stood silent for a while. For a year to be exact. Which was very peaceful. The voices and scratching on the walls and ceilings, footsteps and disembodied voices eventually returned. But it doesn’t bother us at all. We pay it no mind.
Doesn’t bother my daughter. Not my wife nor I. We’ve just learned to live with it.
I know that must sound strange. But this is my home. Our home. And we intend to keep it that way.
Thank you, Kenneth Sr.

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Im a 30something white dude with ADHD and I went to city middle and high schools with a majority black student body. I was around hip hop a lot in these spaces, and influenced by it, but the stuff that ended up reaching me on a deeper level was, I dunno, Linkin Park, Rage Against the Machine. I only recently made the connection between this and my ADHD; I think my auditory processing struggles coupled with the vernacular that most black hip hop artists use — and my white, middle class experience (my friend Alex would say there is no middle class except as an illusion of economic mobility, but of course you know the vibe) — made it harder for me to connect or even comprehend the bits and pieces of black hip hop culture I was exposed to.
This beef has me reading lyrics while streaming everything on Spotify and it has made me realize how much I vibe with Kendrick Lamar’s work. My search for context started with the Control verse, and then my wife (who was the first person to introduce me to Kendrick’s work) sat with me through most of Good Kid m.A.A.d City and the entirety of To Pimp a Butterfly and like…I feel like I understand why someone who made albums like that would not just dislike but actively hate someone like Drake, or what Drake represents. It’s all there, man.
It’s the lyrics on screen that’s helping me. It’s literally the exact same reason I watch every TV show with subtitles on. And I’ve just never thought to do that with music - to literally watch the lyrics scroll on my TV set - to help me process and appreciate the depth of what an artist has to say. Not until this beef made me curious. I never thought about it as an accessibility issue, I think I always had some kind of unconscious moral calculus going on, like it reflected on my whiteness or ignorance or something. But nah I just can’t listen good and didn’t grow up speaking AAVE.
It’s really cool. all these seemingly throwaway lines and off-handed jokes I have no context for, now I can see which words are capitalized. I know it probably makes me sound dumb but I’m grateful for this new consciousness and probably wouldn’t have it if Kendrick Lamar hadn’t read this man to absolute filth Like That.
Does anyone else have a similar experience?

Just a disclaimer, I have ADHD, and I do follow CPT/cognitive personality theory.

• Describe your upbringing. Did it have any kind of religious or structured influence? How did you respond to it?

— My parents (specifically my mom), is religious, but they’re never forced any of us (me and our siblings) to believe in the religion. Just participating in the festivals and certain rituals was/still is expected, though.

• If you had to spend an entire weekend by yourself, how would you feel? Would you feel lonely or refreshed?

—If I were to spend the entire weekend by myself, I’d honestly feel kinda lethargic and dead inside—not because of lack of socialization, but because the vibes of the house is off when there’s no one. I can tell someone’s out of the house just by the pure vibes I’m getting. It feels weird even with one person gone (we’re a family of five; me, my younger brother and sister, and mom & dad).

• What is your relation with movement and your surroundings? For instance do you prefer a sport or outdoors event? If an outdoors event what is it? And why? If not what type of activities do you tend to engage in?

—My relationship with movement and surroundings, is that I think I have great spatial awareness. I’m able to carry and do things in certain ways in order to avoid any pointless harm (such as avoiding to accidentally hitting the door on my leg as it closes). The type of activities I do tend to engage in outside is mainly just focusing on what I’m thinking about when walking outside, or just waiting to go back home.

• How curious are you? Do you have more ideas then you can execute? What are your curiosities about? What are your ideas about - is it environmental or conceptual, and can you please elaborate?

—I’d say I’m pretty curious—I’ve always wondered why something makes me feel a certain way, for example, in lit & comp we recently learned about film composition, and after learning some of the stuff, I was able to spot it in the shows and videos I watched. After said lesson, I was always wondering about whether or not if the creators I watched (especially on YouTube) actually used said film composition, but it’s definitely interesting to look for.

• Would you enjoy taking on a leadership position? Do you think you would be good at it? What would your leadership style be?

—I wouldn’t necessarily enjoy taking a leadership position, but I’m willing to do so, especially if a project in class is summative/part of our grade. I’d be the leader if no one else had already taken up the position. It does make me feel quite nervous when I am in said position, though.

• Are you coordinated? Why do you feel as if you are or are not? Do you enjoy working with your hands in some form? Describe your activity?

—I’d consider myself pretty coordinated. I know exactly how much milk to pour in a certain glass, and I know exactly where on the fingerboard of my violin each note is. I can also catch myself when I’m about to fall pretty well.

• What's your opinion about the past, present, and future? How do you deal with them?

—The past in my opinion, is something that can give you knowledge for the future. Basically, it gives you the info for what not to do in the future, and how to avoid X circumstance, the best way forward, etc.
—The future on the other hand, I believe is kinda something you could plan for, or have a very vague idea of, but you can’t necessarily do anything about in the present. It’ll come when it comes.
—And for the present, I believe that it’s the most “calm before the storm” scenario. Its characteristics can only be defined by the current situation that’s happening; there’s nothing you could do to mitigate it, other than continuously plan for its eventual outcome.

• How do you act when others request your help to do something (anything)? If you would decide to help them, why would you do so?

—If they’re asking for something like asking for a charger or something (such as in school), I’ll generally decline unless they’re my friend, because it just takes so much unnecessary effort to pack up your charger. If it’s something I’m interested in helping with though, I’d gladly throw up word vomit at them, and then usually regret it later on. Basically, I’ll help someone if it’s no effort involved in my side and/or if I have a deep interest in the subject they need help on.

• How important is efficiency and productivity to you?

—Productivity isn’t as important to me as much as efficiency is, but productivity does tend to make me feel good. I often find myself wondering if my attention to the efficiency is actually a result of my obvious laziness. Like, I would literally pack my tiffin box in a certain way in my lunch bag so that when I take it out of my back pack, it isn’t all leaning to one side. I’ll also always wear my jacket everywhere because they have pockets, and I’m always like, “what if it rains by chance?” And I’ve actually been saved by my jacket multiple times that way.

• How good are you at strategizing? Do you easily break up projects into manageable tasks? Or do you have a tendency to wing projects and improvise as you go?

—I’d say I’m decent at strategizing. I could use it effectively, but I just end up not putting the plan into use, because I either don’t have the motivation, or the deadline has been so long past that it isn’t worth it anymore.

• What's important to you and why?

—Freedom of thought, and expression. Also the freedom of being able to silently judge others. Mostly because I just want to be able to have/own my thoughts and opinions, if that makes sense?

• What do the "highs" in your life look like?

—The “highs” in my life may look like when I’m able to turn in assignments on time, not feel complete demotivation, and able to live up to others expectation.

• What do the "lows" in your life look like?

—The opposite of my highs. I suppose I’m in one of my “lows” right now.

• How attached are you to reality? Do you daydream often, or do you pay attention to what's around you? If you do daydream, are you aware of your surroundings while you do so?

—I pay attention to the world around me, but I feel like I’m never really in the present. It’s like there’s always something going on in my mind regardless of what’s happening in the foreground.

• Imagine you are alone in a blank, empty room. There is nothing for you to do and no one to talk to. What do you think about?

—I’d probably end up sleeping tbh. But I’d also probably start over-analyzing my understanding of a concept or subject. For example, CPT/cognitive personality theory, or MBTI. Basically, I’d be trying to find multiple ways of understanding a subject so that I could fully understand it.

• How long do you take to make an important decision? And do you change your mind once you've made it?

—I usually don’t take much time to make an important decision usually because the thing is important. And no, I don’t generally tend to change my mind once I’ve done so.

• Do you ever catch yourself agreeing with others just to appease them and keep the conversation going? How often? Why?

—Yes, usually in order to avoid being out on the spot for anything. If they end up asking me their opinion, I usually try to say it in a polite manner, usually starting with, “I think X because Y,” etc. etc.

• Do you break rules often? Do you think authority should be challenged, or that they know better? If you do break rules, why would you?

—I’d say I break rules pretty often, but they’re mainly arbitrary house-hold rules (the usuals, no phone after 10pm, no phone in the bathroom, no staying up late, etc.). I break them because in personally don’t find them logical.
—I do think authority shouldn’t be challenged as much as specific rules should be challenged. Mainly because yeah, they generally know better.

• What is the ideal life, in your opinion?

—I honestly have no idea at this point.

So I(19M) met a girl a few years ago. Let’s call her Haley. She’s 19F now but we were both like 15 when we started talking. She ended up being my first high school kiss. Things ended pretty quick and we were really nothing serious, but she still seemed in to me and we hung out as friends. A few months later, I then dated her best friend for a month and a half and we broke up pretty rough. Not long after I kinda stopped talking to the both of them for like 2 years and I still basically don’t talk to the girl I dated. Now(When we are both done with our first year of college) I really like Haley. We’ve talked sporadically recently and she came to my college to visit her friend and ended up in my dorm alone until some other people walked in. I want to do something with her but think she may not be too interested and I’m not sure how to start it. I feel like she kinda likes me too because she’ll randomly send memories from the past on snap - but that’s not a common occurrence. Also, she really doesn’t snap often outside that(Maybe a couple times a day max but usually once a day) A LITTLE OFF TOPIC - The one thing I remember is when we were like 16 she asked if we’d get married when we’re like 30 if we have no one else. I remember saying no, but I felt I should have said yes(I lowkey had a shroom trip at 16 where I saw her in golden light and felt I deeply wanted her) - I feel like that may partake in your reply. ANYWAY- she kinda seems different now(That we’re in college), and probably has been with a lot of guys - Maybe I haven’t shown enough interest tho, and she had a terrible ex boyfriend who broke up with her like 3 times after I first got with her but she still mentions him sometimes when we talk. Outside that, our personalities get along really well and we talked a lot one night when we went for a drive over winter break. But, even my friend call her a whore and they don’t know my feelings for her. Yet my feelings remain, and I feel some sort of soulful connection which I believe she may replicate. WWYD in my situation?

i don’t care if i get downvoted. disruption(s) are going to happen at graduation. i’m a fourth year. i didn’t have a high school graduation. if people believe something is bigger than them, like the palestianian protesters do and have explained multiple times, then disruption is going to happen. these are the same students who go brutalized two days back to back. they are students too.
ucla is not the exception to what is going on in the world. graduation is for ALL students, and that include those who the university have not shown care for. and they can decide to disrupt a showmanship display of care and proudness that the university obviously does not care for when students are standing up to them and deserving better for their environment and how the university uses their money. if protesters decide to disrupt, and they will, i’m proud enough to be a part of a class where i know people are going out to the world demanding more. there is no graduating class in gaza, tens of thousands have been killed and continue to be maimed. this is not normal.
if you decide to make your four years about one disruption at your graduation, then i don’t know what to tell you. you have still completed four years, and i’m sorry that your name might be delayed being called for a few minutes. but if people are saying there are bigger things to care about, especially students who are graduating saying this shit, then you can’t dismiss that.

The show in question is Ramy, a comedy/drama on Hulu. For some context, the show is mostly about a Muslim family, and the character in question is Uncle Naseem, an outwardly hyper-masculine, racist, misogynist man who is clearly overcompensating for something.

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Like what was the point?? He was funny as hell, and I wish we could get deeper into his character, but why make him gay??? I wonder if the season where he made the uncle gay was the season the show got a Golden Globe.
Update: it’s been so fun going back and forth with you queens, please keep going, I love how butt hurt you guys are 😭 but then again I’m sure everything’s numb down there by now 😂
Update #2: I see I hurt some feelings here, let me just say, I hope you have nightmares about what I said, I hope the PreP in your stomach makes you throw up tonight, I hope you cry yourselves to sleep. Thank you for being so entertaining during my workday. Byeee queers 🥹

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Why does it bother you if he is gay? And what do you mean by “absolutely no reason”? The fact that he was gay is exactly what made us get a deeper perspective on the character, which is what you say you wanted. He otherwise was just portrayed as a backward, racist, misogynist. So it was important to show another side to him, not just that he’s the “old crazy uncle.” It shows why he is the way he is, the frustration he has felt his entire life, of being gay and having to hide it, and probably being hyper masculine to compensate . Also, I could be wrong, so feel free to clarify, but if you think Uncle Naseem was “funny as hell” because you actually agree with the comments he was making, I have news for you. The show creators definitely do not want us to agree with Uncle Naseem’s viewpoints. We are supposed to be laughing AT him for the things he is saying, not with him. If you find yourself agreeing with Uncle Naseem’s viewpoints and it bothers you that he’s gay, this show might not be for you .

Because its forced nowadays. If it wasn’t mandated by Hollwood, id have more respect for the writers.

Nah, it’s not forced. It made perfect sense. It’s like when you hear about anti-gay pastors and politicians getting caught on Grindr or with prostitutes. There’s no gay mafia telling Ramy what to do, but that’d be funny though lol

It really is forced, but you can pretend to ignore it.

How is it forced? Everyone disagrees with you. To us, it made perfect sense. I think you don’t like it because you’re a conservative who doesn’t like gay acts depicted

Lmfaoo so since everyone disagrees I should just agree with you all? Those echo chambers really smoothed out your brain.

Then articulate a non-smooth brained reason why you think you can’t have gay characters on TV or why this show in particular shouldn’t have one of the cast members be gay Nah there was no point. But thanks for the essay. why did you even ask the question if you didn’t want a real answer? Lmfaoooooo just cause you agree doesn’t make it a “real answer”. well the only answers you agree with are ones that reinforce the opinion you already hold. if you just wanted people to agree with you then why did you ask a question in the first place? That’s not what I said at all but go off sis

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Actually gays are dying out. Everyone is trams these days.. lesbians are unicorns now

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I couldn’t disagree more with you. It makes him a more interesting character and puts a new spin on all his past statements and interactions. It makes Naseem more sympathetic because his homophobia is overcompensation and denial. Like they didn’t have to make him a diamond dealer either, but it also makes his antisemitism more interesting being that he has to work with Jews all the time.

Yeah, but he didn’t need to be gay

He didn’t need to be, it just was better for his character. Often times the most homophobic guy is gay. Why does it offend you so much? Do you think being gay is bad?

LMFAOOO such a high school response “oh he doesn’t like gays so he must be gay”. That talking point tracks with your other smooth brained buddies in here

Can you answer the question? Is being gay bad because it’s haram?

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People just be gay.

Duh

Are you 13?

Ouch that one really hurt 😞

lol ok kid

thanks man🙂‍↕️

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Dude….this is so mistaken. This isn’t just a DEI move or some shit. You have this really racist and emotionally wrecked uncle in denial and unable to accept his “flaws”. He knows he is for example attracted to men but he cannot accept that that is okay. He finds himself in the sauna getting sucked off because he couldn’t do it anywhere else. And the moment he thinks his niece finds out he goes crazy about it. Curb your homophobia/queerphobia. A show isn’t “infected” by the LGBTQ movement or part of the gay agenda just because it features gay characters. I’m sorry you’re too afraid to live in a world where media isn’t strictly heteronormative.

Oh save the “phobia” garbage lol, they didn’t need to make him gay period

So why did they have to make him straight?

They don’t, but making him gay shouldn’t be his whole storyline, they barely dove into his character and they just make him gay for what?? It just feels lazy.

We’re explaining to you why the reveal that he is secretly gay is essential to his character development yet you completely ignore it and assert that “they didn’t need to make him gay”. It only appears lazy because you do not understand the logic behind it. They constantly show he’s a lonely bitter old man but we just assume it’s cuz he can’t court any women cuz he’s racist. It’s a massive reveal to us that the real reason he can’t court women is because he’s not attracted to them, and he comes from a place where homosexuality is essentially a weakness and so he cannot accept that he’s weak. We see that he was dating a guy for some time but ends up punching him in the face, because for Uncle Naseem the thing he loves is also the thing he hates most about himself. He loves his family but he also hates them. He loves Ramy but he also hates him. He loves men but he also hates being attracted to them. This is what causes the dissonance in his life, because he can’t accept his flaws. The fact that such a hard ass bought a cake for his boyfriend shows how inside he’s still soft and vulnerable like everybody else. You’re gonna keep asking the question. WHY DID THEY HAVE TO MAKE HIM GAY? The truth is that Ramy Youssef didn’t have to tell us Uncle Naseem is gay, but if we didn’t know then we would know even less about Uncle Naseem.

Yeah you’re on crack or poppers if you think I’m reading all this LMFAOOO! I’ll respond with just a simple, No you’re wrong. Thank you😇

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I would disagree. Him being secretly gay explains a lot about Naseem’s character flaws, especially concerning his overtly homophobic behavior. He’s very clearly compensating in multiple areas. He’s trying to put on this persona that doesn’t match who he actually is. I think him being gay is actually pretty crucial to the character and story line. I like that you don’t have any issues with the other characters? Others are not perfect either, yet you only seem to care about this.

Nah

You don’t even have any counter arguments, what’s the point of your post other than showing how incoherent you can be.

Awhhh I’m sorry I’m not engaging with you like you desperately want 🥺. Tell me how your day was buddy

You’re the one who posted this and can’t even hold your own lmao, you must not be that bright

You feel better? I’ve responded 2 times now okay🥺 hope you can sleep now

The butt hurt guy (ironically) who creates a post like this not having any self awareness to realize they are more like Naseem than their brain cells can handle, I almost feel bad

Ouch!!! You hit me with such an original response!!! It’s not like this take wasn’t said a million times 😭. And awhhh you feel bad for me??? Thanks man. I’m arguing with queers from around the globe, it does get tiring. Thanks bestie 🫶🏽

My bad, I had to repeat it because I thought you had some reading comprehension issues. You mentioned on another comment that you didn’t read it because 2 paragraphs was too long for your dumbass.

Nah it’s just, you queers all say the same things in your responses. Why waste my time ya know?

I’m sure Allah is very happy with you right now

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Sounds like a bit of casual homophobia, eh?

My homophobia is anything but casual

Then no answer will make sense to you. People be gay, and so is his uncle. Get over it cause everybody else loved the twist.

Lmfaoooo exactly it’s called an OPINION, you don’t have to agree bud. Btw I bet when you typed up That last sentence you crossed your arms like you did something LMAOOOOOOOOO

Bro did you see your post? You asked the question and here's the answer, you're a homophobe. Funny part is that YOU answered it hahaha

LMFAOOO you did it again!! Pressed 😭

The thought of you seething about gay folk enough to come complain here is hilarious to me lol🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

Oh no not the rainbows!!!! Please!!! I just ate! Your “pride” gives me bubble guts!

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care to explain why you have such a problem with the uncle being gay?

Because

because what?

Because yuck

yeah I saw that you admitted to being a homophobe already. you’re a trash person with trash beliefs and a shit moral system. not much we can do about that.

LMFAOOO pat yourself on the back please, or get whoever back doors you to do it.

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I think you just don’t like that he’s gay. Get over it.

Omg I really needed to hear that, thx sis! 😂

Cool, did you get over it? And not your sis, thx! 😁

Just trying to relate to you queers, I assume your a they/that. How do you guys say sis? ?”This”?

The breaker and New Waves are one of my most favorite series. They are in my top 5 list. I read them 3 times. After learning EF's first season has ended, i started read again from the start (It still felt like damn good!) and started to Eternal Force and im chapter 8 right now. But man, what the f is this? After waiting all these years, what's this start and story? Same story with Lee shi woon??? Just why? After waiting all these years for Lee Shi's story and progress, why authors chosed a story which is exactly same as their MC? I and most of us loved and followed these series because of Lee shi won and after making wait us nearly 10 whole years, they came back focusing a new a random high school boy. This is so dissappointing.
I know breaker as a series always start slow and their first arcs are usually not that very interesting. NW was also started slow and kinda "not that much good" at the start but at least we could follow the progress of our MC and it was giving hope. But after all years if they focused a new random guy's progress as a main story or a second story, it is really really bad.
I know maybe it is too early to cry but it is just dissappointing, i wanted to share and ask of this: This new guy, is he some kind of MC, do we follow his progress like we do Lee Shi-won? Or is it just a introduction arc/story? If it is later, i would be damn happy but if he stays in the story as kind of second MC or side story, it is just too sad for me.

Im a 23M currently living at home with my parents in Hawaii. This week I'm traveling to Denver for a friends wedding. I've been contemplating for the last few months if I should end up staying there after the wedding and not go home.
My mental health has been on the low for the past few years. I moved to the mainland for college after high school and I loved it! There are way much better opportunities than living in Hawaii. Plus the cost of living is cheap. Unfortunately, I moved back home during my last year of college. I was going through a lot of shit in my life which caused me to drop out and commit suicide. I've been at home for the past two years living with the parents and working.
I feel like I'm finally coming out of a depression and want to better my health and life. I want to get off of this island and live my life. I am going to be 24 and I really dont know how to live on my own away from my parents. Yeah, I was away from them in college but they still payed for my tuition and housings. In a way I was still living off of them. Now, though I have my own money, Im still basically living for free rent and food. As a human being, I need to know how to take care of myself. I need to learn how to be independent on myself and not my parents. My parents are also very controlling over me. I just think if I continue to live under their control my mental health will not get better. What if moving could be actually better for me? I love my family but to be honest I'm not close to them anymore. I think its because Im starting to realize that they can be toxic. I dealt with a bunch of childhood stress and trauma because of them.
I would love to move to Denver. I've visit the city a couple times in college and I actually wanted to live there at one point. I am really deciding if I should just stay there while Im there? I have 1.7k in my bank and have a couple years of work experience from living at home. I know its not enough. I could simply go back home save up more. But tbh, If i went back home I don't think I'll ever leave. How realistic would it be for me to move to denver last minute with little money, no job, and no place to live?