Hi im rrally struggling and havnt ate in 3 days now .
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I went to a food bank today but was refused because I didnt have a voucher and there wouldnt be enough for those that did I was given 3 biscuits and a tea.
I cant spend the £4 I have because i dont have a debit card, i just need £1 so I can withdraw the £5 and get bread, eggs and packet noodles that will help me get through until I can get a voucher for some things.
I have no close support around me, and am real distressed and desperate, its my birthday this week friday, and i feel so shitt

I have a 1991 Mercedes 300e that needs some engine work done. I have been having a hard time finding a shop that is willing to work on it, as it seems most shops do not service older European cars, even if they do work on European cars in general.
Can anyone recommend a mechanic in San Diego that they know works on older Mercedes?
Ideally located closer to the South Bay, but willing to take the car anywhere I know that I can get quality work done. Thank you in advance.

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I naturally fell into babysitting around the age of 14. Through friends and family, I got leads for babysitting to score some cash, which definitely beat having to work at a restaurant. The job had its ups and downs, but overall it wasn’t a bad gig at all.
Yet, as many good experiences as I had, they were all eclipsed by one night.
A new family in town talked to my dad at work and it turned out that they needed a babysitter. I happily took the job and found myself watching their 10-year old boy a couple of weeks later. There was nothing out of the ordinary about the family themselves. They were the model citizens of suburban America, complete with the white picket fence and blue shutters. Nothing about their house was strange or even unique. Their son Avery was very mild-mannered and polite. Even their car was basic. Not that these were bad things, but I expected it to be a very boring night.
What I did not expect was the uncomfortable, inexplicable feeling that I got when I set foot in the house. A chill ran through me, but there was no draft. I rubbed my arms as I gazed at their staircase as we passed. They gave me a brief tour of the house before they left a note of instructions and all the usual information I expected from a job.
While trying to figure out what was making me so uneasy about the place, I noticed something about their basement door when I passed it. A padlock was placed on the door, along with a deadbolt in place.
"Any questions?” The father asked as my mind was pulled out of my curiosity.
"No, sir. Everything looks great!”
So they left and Avery and I played some games before I made dinner. A couple of times, I thought I heard Avery call me into the den. Both times, I found him sitting on the couch in what most recognize as the TV-zombie state. He denied having called me, and I went back to making dinner. After the third time, I told Avery it wasn’t funny and that he should stop.
“I’m not doing anything, I’m just watching TV!”
His voice went to that higher tone of pleading, sounding desperate for me to believe him.
“Avery, I know it’s my first time and sometimes you wanna test things out, but I’m trying to get dinner ready so if you call me again, I’m not checking on you, okay?”
“I didn't say anything.”
The child glared at the TV with a pouting face, and I began to feel bad. As many times as I’ve heard lies, I was starting to sense that he was telling the truth. So what was I hearing?
“Hey, it’s fine. I’m not mad. Promise.”
Avery turned his head back towards me, seeming to test if I was the one fibbing now.
“How about I let you stay up a little later if we forget about it?”
“Do you really promise?”
“Pinky promise.”
With our contractual pinkies interlocked, spirits were raised again and I was able to finish dinner. Although I didn’t finish without hearing Avery’s voice calling me once more. I ignored it, and when Avery didn’t mention it at dinner I figured it was him fooling around again. The whole time we chatted as we ate, I couldn’t help but feel that something was not right about this house.
As hard as I tried to not look, my eyes kept diverting to the heavy padlock and chain on the basement door. Curiosity got the best of me and as we were cleaning up, I couldn’t help but ask.
“So Avery, what’s the deal with the basement door?”
“What do you mean?”
His words did not match his demeanor. It was obvious he didn’t make eye contact as he forced his sentence out.
“C’mon, you know what I mean. The padlock, chain, and deadbolt. Y’all have dangerous chemicals down there?”
Avery’s face grew paler and he stared at the wall for a moment.
“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me. I didn’t mean to…”
“Dad said no one can talk about it anymore.”
This really threw me off, and I couldn’t possibly finish my sentence now. A thick veil of tension materialized between us.
“So you…you guys aren’t allowed to talk about it?”
Avery shook his head.
“Ah, okay. That’s cool. No big deal.”
It was nothing but a big deal.
Was their dad doing something illegal down there? Or was it something strange that no one could do anything about it? Maybe their dad was in denial about something going on. There were waaaaaay too many questions going through my head now.
“Hey, how about we put on a movie?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“What am I saying? Everyone likes movies, right?!”
Now excited, we decided on a fun movie that quickly pulled our minds away from the mysterious basement door. Well, that’s not entirely true. Maybe Avery was distracted, but it was killing me. As we ate popcorn, I couldn’t help but watch Avery, wondering what was going on in that little head of his.
Was there something awful going on in the house and there was nothing I could do to stop it? Or maybe the dad was just…
“Stop,” I told myself inwardly.
Mulling over it all endlessly was not doing myself any favors.
So the movie ended, and I ushered the drifting child to his bed. Now, the house was all to myself until twelve, so I had a good three and a half hours to myself. Immediately, I began texting my friend to tell her all about the weird experience I was having that night. She dismissed it, saying that I was getting spooked by a new place. This annoyed me to no end. I’d been at bigger, way creepier-looking houses but never got weird vibes like this.
Then…I heard it.
“Stephanie…..”
I went instantly still and listened intently.
“You didn’t hear that, Steph. Just keep texting your friend and…”
“Stephanieeeee…”
There was no mistaking it this time. It was definitely coming from the basement.
The acoustics couldn’t have been from Avery upstairs. The voice sounded like a little girl’s. In fact, I’m not even sure he could make his voice like that, anyway.
Slowly, I stood up from the couch and approached the door. Maybe like earlier, I was just hearing things. Maybe being creeped out by the house was starting to mess with my head. That made sense…right?
“Stephanie?”
I jumped back from the door, almost wetting myself in the process. There was no way I could dismiss it as anything else now. There was a little girl’s voice coming from the basement.
“H-hello?” I responded.
I couldn’t keep my voice from shaking.
“Is this Stephanie?”
“Y-yes, it’s Stephanie.”
“Can you help me?”
“Who are you? Why are you locked in the basement?”
“My name is Meredith Rosenberg. They’re kept me locked up for a long time now. The police were almost on to them and that’s why they moved. Can you get me out?”
A cold shock washed over me and made it hard to respond. Was I actually babysitting for a family that kept a little girl prisoner?
“Oh my God…um….how long have you been locked up with them?”
“Ever since I can remember.”
I felt somehow hot and cold at the same time, and wanted to throw up. This all made sense now with what Avery had told me. Of course his father didn’t want him talking about the door…
“I just need to find the keys and I can…”
“They’re hidden in the garage underneath the metal shelf. It’s inside a magnetic key holder.”
“Okay, just hold tight.”
In a panic to free the poor girl, I darted into the garage and began feeling the space underneath the bottom shelf and sure enough, there was a magnetic key holder there. Running back, I popped the key holder open and began to insert the key into the padlock.
“Did you find it?”
“Yes, sweetie. I’m almost there!”
“Oh, please hurry! Sometimes they come home early!”
This sent me into even more of a rush, and I barely managed to fumble the key into the padlock. I finally heard the successful click of the padlock, pulled the chain off, and slid the deadbolt to the right.
“I’m coming, Meredith. Hold on!”
I turned the doorknob and threw open the door, only to be met with darkness. Now full of adrenaline, my hands felt around for the light switch. Finally finding my purchase, I flicked the light on which lit up most of the stairs.
“Meredith?” I called out.
Unless I was remembering it wrong, it sounded like her voice was just on the other side of the door a minute ago. In fact, it was quite strange that she wasn’t waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Wouldn’t you immediately run out of a basement that you were locked in for God knows how long?
“I’m down here!” The little girl’s voice called out.
Judging from the distance, it sounded like she was calling from somewhere at the bottom of the stairs. My brain suddenly began piecing all the details of this interaction together and the idea of going down into the basement became absolutely terrifying.
“Meredith, you can come up now! The door’s open!”
I couldn’t hide the tremor in my voice. Why I was scared of a little girl was beyond me, but much like the house itself, something felt very wrong here.
“I hurt my leg, owww! When you said you were getting the key, I went back down to get some of my things and got hurt. Ahhh….”
Her sounds of pain filled me with sorrow, but an invisible force was holding me back from taking another step into that basement.
“Can you move? Maybe pull yourself up on the railing?”
“I can’t! It hurts too bad!”
“Okay, sweetie umm…”
“What’s wrong? Won’t you help me?”
“I-I it’s just…really dark down there and…and I don’t want to get hurt too. Is there any way you can get to the stairs? Any way at all?”
“I tried to sit up, but my shoulder hurts too much.”
“I thought you said your leg got hurt?”
The words hung in the air like a noose. It was only after I said it that I realized there was several things seriously wrong about all of this. A question popped into my head I didn’t even have time to think about until now.
How did she know where the padlock key was?
A deathly silence took up the space between me and wherever this girl was. It was a standoff, and I couldn’t think of anything else to say. There were questions I could ask her to figure out what was happening, but I felt that her answers weren’t going to be honest. Perhaps at this point, the truth was too frightful to know.
"Meredith? Are you still there?"
It was a stupid question, but it was the only thing my mind could conjure. The additional silence only unnerved me, so I decided to try and get a better look. Fishing my phone out of my pocket, I clicked on the flashlight. It didn’t do me any good because of the awful range, so I did the one thing I’d already told myself not to do…
I took a step forward...
Maybe it was the angle of the stairs or the lighting, but that one step gave me more information than I ever wanted to know. I caught a better view of the bottom step, which was essentially a ledge into a black abyss. Something looked different on this step, but it took a second to register what it was.
The step was wet, a pool of some unknown liquid overflowing into the darkness of the basement. I knew for sure that the father hadn’t mentioned any flooding so it would be way too random for that. So I stood there, watching in frozen curiosity as the puddle then suddenly rippled…and I realized the abominable truth.
It wasn’t water.
It was a puddle of saliva…and something was drooling into it from the dark.
A wretched chuckle emanated from the horrid void beyond the step, and it cemented me even further into place. It was a wet chortle, and positively evil.
“How did you like my voices?” The thing said from the dark. “I’ve been practicing."
The epiphany creeped down my spine…it was now talking in Avery’s voice. Everything in my body screamed at me to run. I heard the screams but I couldn’t respond no matter how hard I tried.
"A pity though…almost got you."
At this, the most gruesome face peeled back the shadows and revealed itself, along with its unearthly mandibles and small fountain of saliva. My faculties finally came to and I threw myself into the house and kicked the door closed. In mere seconds, I had the door bolted and chained. Leaning against the door, my chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath.
Just as I felt I was safe, the door shuddered as a terrible blow rocked it. I screamed and ran upstairs to grab Avery.
I practically dragged the poor kid out the door and called the police. It wasn’t until the operator came on that I realized I was about to report a monster in the house. Thinking quickly, I told them that I heard a burglar in the home.
It wasn’t long before the police and Avery’s parents came home. Nothing was found, even in the basement, but I didn’t even care at that point. I just wanted the hell out of that house and away from whatever that….thing was. Avery’s parents kept glancing at me funny the whole time, probably because they knew I had their basement key. I shoved it into their hands before I hugged Avery and got into my car to drive home. That poor kid has to live in that house with that thing, but there was nothing I could do about it.
As long as I am alive, I will never….ever set foot in that house again.
And as for basements go, I can't go into them anymore. I just simply can't...

HEADLINES
EDITORIAL
TRADE
DRILLS
DOMESTIC
FINANCE
ORDERS
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HEADLINES: COLOURS BLESSED IN THE VATICAN

ST.PETER'S BASILICA, VATICAN CITY - After much teasing and anticipation, the Colours of the UNKNOWN Trading Company had finally been blessed in St.Peter's Basilica, officially making the flag sacred. Irishkaiser specifically chose the 6th of May as it is the annual date the Swiss Guards swear in new members and in remembrance of the 468 Swiss Guardsmen who bitterly resisted to the death, in spite of insurmountable odds. The same mentality and unbreakable morale that is prevalent in his regiment.
Irishkaiser had to remain pure at this time and just before the blessing, confessed his sins to the priest who absolved him of his sins. He then got it blessed by the same priest at around 17:35-17:37, Central European Time.
The Colours had passed through four European capitals and was supposed to be presented in the Tomb of Napoleon, before deciding that the vainglorious Napoleon would be inappropriate, considering the more important of 'Purity of Arms' - where a warrior and his equipment shall be used honorably and never for evil or selfish purposes.
No European general or statesmen could fulfill the standards of martial excellence and purity of character - except perhaps General Alexander Suvorov - who is buried in Annunciation Church in St.Petersburg.
The sanctity of the flag blessed in one of the holiest sites of Christendom, renders it an extension of Christian morality. Whenever the flag is presented, all members are to ensure that in that moment, the Christian perspective on 'sin' should be considered an affront to the flag.
The same will be true for all flags blessed by holy men of different religious perspectives.
No war crimes, boys. Sorry.
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HEADLINES: IRISHKAISER INTERVIEWS THE MAGIC JEW - EXCLUSIVE INFO!

MILAN, ITALY - Irishkaiser had met up and interviewed legendary Majicou asking him questions and secrets about MineZ and its history - bringing new light and perspective on things never before realized! Irishkaiser had learned a lot and was even surprised at who was responsible for what.
I also learned that Majicou is actually a cat guy... Huh... Europeans, am I right..?
As I am editing this, I would like to give a forewarn that European food fattened me up in a short amount of time. Everyone keeps recommending me as the 'cultural' ideal of what makes an 'X' meal of a Milanese, a Madrileno, a Parisian... A Roman... Holy shit, it's just meat and fucking carbs. Majicou told me Ossobucco with Safron Risotto was the most Milanese thing to eat... So I ate it. What is a Carbonara? What is a Beef Bourgingnon? What is a Conchinillo? Even the Madrid Stew. Goddamn and Switzerland. Don't get me started about Swiss Germans... AND HOLY SHIT GREECE. The only thing that had enough vegetables in it was the Asparagus because it was fucking Spargel season. Motherfucker. I literally have a wider hitbox now. Fucking hell, no wonder the TIF girls are vegetarians or vegetable heavy. I AM DYING OF MEAT IN THAT CONTINENT.
Yes, I am trying to cope with the fact that I look fat on camera. Don't judge me. That's bodyshaming.
Tune in to see when Irishkaiser is done splicing the interview and... Holy fuck, I really hope I don't suffer in putting in subtitles.
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EDITORIAL - Our War, Everyone's War.
Irishkaiser - While in a cat cafe in Milan, I had a rather intense conversation with Majicou regarding the states of our worlds. It was like a scene from the turbulent times in Europe such as the Enlightenment, the Revolution, the Spring of Nations... Learned and concerned men discussing the times. Except we were surrounded by cats... And the gayoids...
Majicou had insisted that nobody there understands English, so we continued on with our heavy conversation, invoking the name of great powers, great orders and great ideas.
I had noticed that the chatter behind us died down and I was sure people were listening to what we were saying... But he STILL INSISTED NOBODY UNDERSTOOD ENGLISH.
I had policed my words because I was in TIF territory... I was sure they were gonna jump me... Especially this one fucking cat that gave me the stink-eye...
We had discussed about the state of our nations and the character of people today. The general consensus of course was that we are unworthy of our ancestors, and that our futures look rather grim.
I had adopted the more callous outlook and stated that it is better to grit our teeth and go through with the suffering in order to secure the better future.
Majicou stated that some people cannot take that suffering anymore and it is wrong and somewhat too much to keep asking people to suffer more when they have been betrayed by their governments and promises time and time again.
He had a point. When will the demands stop?
But the greater threat of a totalitarian socialist power was ever looming. We cannot even afford a stalemate with them. Because even if a conflict with RedChina is inconclusive, I fear we will begin to adopt their methods and lose our way of life to compete with them. I have no doubt of our victory and the superiority of a society that values freedom... But many people will learn from the Communists... And adopt their god-awful way of life, same as they adopted our strengths to make themselves stronger.
What's worse... Is what would happen if they win?
It was a difficult question as we both had different priorities. I concentrated on looking to the people after we secured victory. Majicou wondered if victory would matter if there is nothing worth defending in the first place.
While a product has a fixed value upon its completion, people are dynamic. A person with good work conditions and good tools and good pay can churn out something worth more than he is even paid for.
These are difficult, turbulent times. We have to balance maintaining the standards of today in order to ensure that it will be better tomorrow.
I'm sure a lot of Italians speak fucking English, Matteo you fucking liar. Even the fucking cats were staring at me.
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TRADE - MineZ US Trade Mission
The Directory proudly announces it has cancelled Trade Missions until Mid May in some effort to save money or something.
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TRADE - MineZ US Commonwealth Trade
NADDA.
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DOMESTIC - GLOBAL WARMING CRISIS SHIFTS PRODUCTION TO WARM WEATHER CLOTHES RESEARCH
Shemaghs, anyone?
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DOMESTIC - TRADE MISSIONS TO RESUME LATER
Gotta save the money. I have a big plan.
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FINANCE - LOCALMONERO IS CLOSING DOWN. IT'S BITOVER.
welp, time to find another Monero cryptocurrency platform.
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FINANCE - COMPANY STUDIES THE EFFECTS OF BEING FINANCIALLY HURT FROM OUR MYANMAR ADVENTURE
I cannot believe that all it took was one foreign IRL adventure to actually hurt us. Holy fuck lol.
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**ORDERS:**
1) Long leisure weeks.

Hey everyone,
I've been a huge fan of Callum's Corner for a while now, and I know many of you share my enthusiasm for his streams. They're a place where we can all gather, have a good laugh, and enjoy some unexpected entertainment. However, I've noticed a trend lately that's starting to dampen the unique charm of these streams: the increase in donations of normal, non-filthy, non-rude songs.
Now, don't get me wrong, I appreciate good music as much as the next person. But Callum's streams are special because of their unpredictability and the hilarious, sometimes shocking, content that gets donated. When people donate "normal" songs, it breaks the flow and takes away from the outrageous and humorous atmosphere we've come to love.
Remember the classic "flef videos" and other inappropriate donations? Those moments are what make Callum's Corner stand out. They bring a level of chaos and hilarity that's hard to find elsewhere. Callum's reactions are priceless, and the community thrives on the shared experience of watching him handle the unexpected.
So, I urge everyone to consider the impact of their donations. Let's keep the streams lively and entertaining by donating content that's in line with the spirit of Callum's Corner. Whether it's a bizarre meme, a ridiculously inappropriate video, or anything that will elicit a genuine reaction from Callum, let's bring back the wild, unpredictable energy that makes these streams so much fun.
Of course, we should always respect Callum's boundaries and avoid content that's genuinely harmful or distressing such as Remember Me or Bette Davis Eyes songs. But within those limits, let's push the envelope and keep the streams as entertaining as possible.
What do you all think? Are you with me on bringing back the hilariously inappropriate donations that make Callum's Corner so great?
Stay flef, everyone!
careful_lws

Strictly from Amazon UK only, I'm looking for a gaming laptop in the 1.5k to 2k range.
Must be able to power a VR headset (Quest2)
Not interested in battery life so much, it's for desk and sofa play. While we're at it some sort of lap desk for a sofa too.
Ideally the best new spec possible to make it last as long as possible.
Not super fussed about high res and high fps tbh, I'm quite old and am honestly fine with 1080 @ 60. obviously better is good. Screen quality is more important than resolution to me. I truly hate low viewing angle and that sort of washed out blacks you get with a lcd panel. Best screen I've ever seen was on my iPad pro.
Don't want a mac tho.
Can anyone help? Bit of a shipping list, bit lost on where to start and looking for some decent recommendations. ty gurus

If you don't want to be spoiled on anything, don't read this if you haven't killed Chronos yet.
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Okay, currently, if you've beaten the time idiot Chronos, the run ends when you get to Zagreus' bedroom because Early Access stuff, and the game isn't finished yet obviously.
Now think for a moment.
Why the hell would we go to Zag's room? What is in there that Mel could need? What is so important there? She herself says that she needs to go there for whatever reason. It's not like she needs to go to Tartarus again, she can just go back from the entrance. It's not the Infernal Arms; she already has the Nocturnal Arms. And it better not be those statues of Skelly!
So hear me out: it's the Mirror of Night. Gameplay wise, it may just be the first game's upgrade system, but I believe in the 2nd game, it'll be revealed to be much more powerful than previously thought. Perhaps by its original source of power Chaos. Darkness, the thing used to upgrade the Mirror, returns in Hades 2, but only in Chaos' dimension, so that's some more potential evidence the mirror could be used at some point.
It's already being hinted at that Chaos will play a more substantial role in the story. They're the reason how Chronos captured the Fates, and they're pretty regretful of it.
If you defeat Chronos, you get something in the Cauldron called The Dissolution of Time, which is probably going to be exactly what it sounds like. Whatever this is requires a material called Entropy, which is unobtainable currently. The description of the material reads: "mostly used with incantations involving space and time". Entropy is a scientific concept that is most commonly associated with a state of disorder, randomness, or uncertainty (thank you wikipedia). HMMM, I wonder what primordial god that sounds like it's describing?
Some may be speculating that Hypnos is the key to everything, but my personal theory is that Chaos is going to be the key factor in finally ending Chronos, and the secret to it is the mirror of night in Zag's room. (But who knows, Hypnos could also probably play a role too)
Anyways, I will probably be totally wrong about this, and I will eat my own foot when I am. But thanks for hearing me out regardless.

How can I get out the crucifix i just get stuck in it and can’t get out it’s lost me to many fights

Hey I'm just getting into mountain biking and a purchased a used bike a few weeks ago. I've had no issue with it so far but I'm just wanting to learn more about my bike specifically. It's a tomac snyper 140 frame. When I look it up all I can find are pictures of what I think are a newer version of this model as there are some differences in the frame. I'm wondering If there's a way I can search the serial number on the bike to get more information like you can with a cars vin. TIA

Hi are there any kind of films or lamination skins that can help with visibility on digital console in direct sunlight, I have yezdi scrambler and the screen gets complete blank in daytime as direct sunlight hits it.

I was doing some research into getting more power out of my 81 280zx n/a and I saw something that said that the rod and crank are forged from factory is this true and if so what kind of power can i handle if I throw forged pistons in it as well i am not looking for anything crazy but 300 or more would be what i want

I’m literally 19, and im losing my hair. I want to cry. I know this isn’t the end of the world but I worked so hard to grow my hair out and if u have curly hair yk it can take a while to grow. Now my hair is thinning and getting shorter by the day. Anyone who experienced this what did you do to grow hair back? Is there any hope. I’m probably being dramatic but yeah.

i visited home 3 weeks ago and since I've been back I've been SO home sick. never thought I'd be homesick. i wanted this. but coming back after the first visit is never easy.
anyway, my college has given us an extended leave of 12 days due to multiple reasons. this wasn't a planned one. just turned out this way and now i get to go home!!!!!!
i live in mumbai and bangalore is my home. I spent quite a bit on flight tickets the last time i went. this time I'm planning to make the 22 hour train journey instead to save money.
i haven't told my parents or my boyfriend that I'm coming. it's going to be a surprise for all of them. I'm so excited I cannot wait. it's usually my bf that surprises me, i know for a fact he doesn't see this coming and i can't wait to see his reaction.
just 3 more days of classes before I can be home for 10 days!! since I'm not telling anyone I'm coming, wanted to share my excitement somewhere <3

UPDATED- PLEASE LEAVE ADVICE/STORIES ANY HELP IS APPRECIATED This happened recently and I need advice 1st Anaphylaxis Story
Hi I need some advice/opinions. So basically last month I randomly went into anaphylaxis. (for reference I’m not allergic to anything, but I am type one diabetic) So I got up around 12:00 pm ish and decided to go to the kitchen,and eat a banana.(fyi I had a banana smoothie the night before and nothing happened ) then a couple minutes later I went into my friends room,I sat there until about 1:00 when my stomach started to hurt (witch seemed normal to me) (i also want to add I felt like I was going to throw up so I took a gravol and drank some water) i checked my blood sugar and I was high so I did a correction. a couple minutes later my arm (right) went completely numb And I started to panic,then I had INTENSE!chest pain on the same side (my friend thought I was having a heart attack) then my ears popped and I couldn’t hear well, then hives started to appear on my chest face and underarm, and my throat started to close . (at this point I was completely sobbing and my friend asked if I wanted to call an ambulance) after about 5 minutes I agreed. I got up and started to pack my bag. then me and my friend went outside to wait for the ambulance, when it came they gave me epinephrine and some other medication. (at this point my heart rate was 220) and they drove me to the emergency room, long story short(er) the doctors said that it probably wasn’t bananas because I had a banana smoothie the night before and because of the delayed reaction(2ish hours)but just to stay away from them incase. Later when i went home I decided I wanted to tempt fate, so I drank a sip of a smoothie witch contained banana. (then I stayed up all night having a panic attack) but I didn’t have any allergic reaction. ! Important side note: ! I’ve never had bad panic attacks before or really cared about my health (some anxiety but that’s it).but ever since I went into anaphylactics I’ve been having horrible panic attacks every night (or when I try any food) and it mimics the symptoms of my anaphylactics (eg tight throat, chest pain ,numbness in my limbs,and sometimes hives) and its really hard to deal with, I’ve been constantly clutching my epipen just incase and I don’t know what to do. !!!! I’ve been booked for an appointment with an immunologist and allergist for testing so I’ll update when I get that done.(also I’ve been looking into idiopathic anaphylaxis and I’m considering that it could be that because it can be caused by increased immune system which at the time I was sick (and I’m diabetic) and it can also be caused by stress.) !!!!! Thank you for reading!!!!! !!!Any advice/opinion is appreciated!!

What are my options?
I was looking into a portable discman style thing, but then I need to buy a speaker speaker with aux, and the selection of portable cd players here is super small.
Other option is to buy player, amp, speakers, but I want it small, so i can take it from my room to a living room etc.
Last option is to get something like one of those cheap fm radios with inbuilt cd player, but those as far as I know don't sound that good.
I am so lost here, please advise.