Other ways to say wish you the best in life

Sorry if the title isn't worded better, but I can't find a clear answer no matter how many different ways I word it on Google.
I've seen different sources say you should set aside 10 percent towards 401k, and others say 15 percent. Whichever it is, does that total include the employer match? Like if they match 5 percent, then does that mean my 5 percent would add up to the recommended 10 percent? Or am I supposed to put all of that in myself?
Thanks. I always struggle with this stuff.

I knew I had to say something. Well, here's what wasn't said.
You set my every nerve aflame with passion and desire. It would be my greatest day to feel the smooth caress of your skin against mine. I long to forge a trail of soft kisses across the unexplored plains, valleys and mountains of your pale perfection. Your very touch could obliterate or invigorate me, depending on your intentions. I see Paradise within your arms, and I see danger within your eyes. And I am willing to risk my everything to find myself in both.
I don't care if you're bad for me. The best things in life usually are. ❤️

I have a question in my mind going for a while. A friend that i know on ig with 700 followers stared UGC, the next day their account had 30k and and they grew the account to 70k followers now. I see that since the beginning there is a lot of views and comments on the reel, and almost doesn’t look fake, so they are able to work with good brands and products. I know that its organically not possible, and not the first person to use fake views and followers to gain autonomy in the beginning. But I am sure when you start like that, later on its easier to get followers. But how do even people do that? Like they join to a group where people write comments to each other every time they share a post? I know its not the ideal, but it seems to be working :/ and i wish them best of luck. Almost a year now they are able to get good paid collabs. I also would like to start UGC, I got a collab through my friends company at 2021, and it was so much fun! Id it possible to make UGC videos without showing my face a lot? I would be happy to hear some comments about this if i should find a way to start like that or just go with my organic followers and use my personal account. Thanks y’all!

I wrote you a poem, here it is

Clean-scented laundry fills the room, I can’t breathe, it smells of him, I’m now shrouded in gloom, Of a love that burned bright, and yet died too soon. Wherever you are, in your absence I weep,
Why you couldn’t stay, is a secret I keep so deep, You needed to find your own way, they’ll say, You leaned on me and we fell, caught in life’s play.
But as the memories fade, I still long for the day, When our love was the sun and when the world was our bay. I choke on your closeness, a love beyond repair, In truth, it was a soiled love in disarray, o’how life is cruel, and unfair.
And as the memories fade, I go on, wishing I’d been wiser, held on tighter, and with care. But our love that once burned so bright, has now died by our past’s despair. And so I move forward longing for a time that couldn’t last, at the very least, aware.

I've never been good at expressing myself, and you know that, having been at the brunt of it. I even came out to my mom in a letter. Here are the words I wish I could tell you now but can't.
You trusted me to care for you when you were low, but I could never do the same. My feelings were buried so deep that I couldn't find them for you. I'm sorry. It's been 3 years, and not a day has passed for me. The memories we made are as fresh as garden herbs, so it pains me to see that you've moved on. It's selfish, I know. Of course, You deserve it; You are singular and bigger than life to me. I pray at every recollection that you've found a brighter joy I couldn't provide. I'm 21 now and so are you, still young, yet the heights we reached gave us aged insight into what love should be. If nothing else, I'm glad to be a stepping stone for you on your way to finding your ultimate love and truth. I've worked hard to recognise my bpd tendencies yet remain undiagnosed for various reasons. Our last week together scored my heart and yours too. I know understand that the emotions I feel are transient, and If I work hard enough to recognise that I might just inch toward a better place. I still haunt your instragram, I saw that you took your boyfriend to the same show we attended together. I remember how much you love that show; you cried when we saw it. It belonged to you, yet I had somehow claimed it as mine all this time. It hurt not gonna lie, but this isn't about me. You've found someone to share what we once did. So while I drown in tears for the dozenth time, I am genuinely happy you've moved forward. I could never articulate this to you, but I often shudder at the thought I may never love someone as deeply as I loved you. I know, I've tried and failed. I am indifferent towards everyone, a walking corpse. But don't feel bad, this part isn't about you. This is mine while on this journey to heal wounds that were gaping before I met you. At this point I still fear the healing process. I'm starting to believe that maybe my life was meant for you. It felt that way then while I could never show it, and it feels that way now even stronger in my sorrow. My history that you couldn't have known would have told you that. Looking back I really did share nothing while you bared yourself for me. I'm so sorry to have humiliated you like that. I was nothing and when you arrived I was finally something. When you left me I reverted to nothing. Even worse than that, to have glimpsed the end of a long, draining passage and then to have lost it, it feels like I'm wandering in the dark again, and searching for an exit that is no longer accessible. The future I envision is a steep cliff. Back then It almost led me to my demise. The abyss is so deep but I haven't the courage to end this suffering I've always been acquainted with. You were my yesterday, my today, and always. The future is a mirror reflecting the past and it's all you. I'm working to change that. I am trying to move on but it really is so hard. I'm glad it seems easier for you. So as I wave goodbye from this sinking ship beyond the horizon out of sight and out of mind...
Best wishes.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+
"Healing comes in waves, and I'm allowed to feel every rise and fall of my tide." -Alex Elle
'After a long and stressful day, I yearn to be held. To be cherished. To be lovingly tucked into bed by someone nearly old enough to be my mother. Well, maybe not THAT far but enough of an age difference to give us a certain motherly dynamic.
You've always been there for me. I love the way you smell as you hold me close in bed at the end of every night. I love the way your silky, sexy robes hug your curves as you climb into bed.'
Hi! I have an idea for a gentle, wholesome, cuddly, DETAILED RP between a younger man and a much older woman. Something about an older woman taking control without being too cold or mean about it just sends shivers down my spine in the best way possible.
I'd love for this to mainly be a slice of life kinda deal, heart to heart talks, all that stuff. Maybe we could include snippets of their day-to-day lives in it i.e. doctor's appointments, therapy appointments (for him), clothes shopping, etc.
I'd put his age around 19/20/21. She's MUCH older. We can go over her exact age in chat. But the age gap is a VERY essential detail in regards to their dynamic, how she treats him, and how she approaches him. I also have backstories in mind for both of our characters. I will have to warn you, his backstory is quite dark. If that's an issue for you then I'll try to be as flexible as I can but I feel like it's essential for his character.
I would love to discuss the details further in detail with all you fine people ❤️.

My best friend of over 20 years + I had an intense fight on the phone last week. It certainly has not been our first fight but it was (in my opinion) the worst that we've had so far. Things have been good between us lately, we hang out and have fun together. We call each other on the phone and share tons of stuff about our lives with each other, both good and bad. We joke and laugh over text about things together.
Last week my best friend called me and immediately I could tell that they were having a rough week. They mentioned at the beginning of the call that they were having a challenging week at work and their romantic partner who has previously dumped them twice came around with a gift trying to make amends which was really confusing for them. I listened and offered advice and support + generally let them vent. The conversation shifted towards discussing a creative project that we have been working on together for about 6 years. For some dumb reason, I mentioned that I thought they were being "tweaky" and that it might not ever get done. I still feel that way, but I can see now how that was a cheap shot on my part considering how much of an emotional week my friend was having.
It escalated into a yelling match on the phone and that phone call went on for 4.5 hours. I kept trying to get off the phone but they insisted that we work it out. Eventually, the call ended and we didn't speak for about a week.
In that time, I sent a short email apologizing for what I said on the phone about the "tweaky" stuff and saying that I wanted to set a new boundary where I could be allowed to exit a yelling match until we were both more calm.
I got a return email. It was 35 pages long. It went into extreme detail about all of these things that I've done in my life that were problematic for my friend. They brought up romantic relationships of mine from 10+ years ago and my fears of COVID during the pandemic. They brought up a lot of stuff about my money habits, even breaking down what they thought that I spent this past year and speculating (incorrectly) about how much money I have in the bank. Their main point with all of this was to show me what a mess I am even though I've been in therapy for 3 years and am currently in a good live-in relationship and no longer afraid of COVID.
I do admit to dumping a ton of drama on them over the years with relationships and also admit to being terrified of COVID pre-therapy. All that stuff was problematic for them. But I've worked hard on myself with two therapists the past few years and I'm in a much better place. Also we've talked about all of that and I've apologized. It's not the first time that they brought it all up, which is why I started therapy in the first place. I thought that we were past all of this stuff and none of it was related to our actual fight this week.
Side note on the money stuff that they brought up: I've loaned them thousands of dollars in the past and even recently they asked to borrow more money from me when they were laid off, but somehow are still taking me to task on my money habits?
Basically, it's incredibly painful, but I don't feel like I want to be friends with them anymore. I don't think it was cool to bring up all this stuff from my past (that I've worked on fixing) and throw it in my face just to seemingly try to hold a position of superiority over me in a fight that wasn't related to the issues that they brought up.
Also the keeping track of my money thing is weird and creepy to me.
I feel like I won't be able to tell them anything personal in the future if we do stay friends out of a fear of it being used against me at a later date. So to me, the trust feels like it has been broken.
Also, I've never sent a laundry list to someone in a fight, like is that even cool to do at all? It feels punitive like I'm being punished or something.
For what it's worth, I didn't call them names or cuss at them in the emails but they cussed a bunch at me in their email and called me an a**hole.
Am I overreacting to end a 20+ year friendship because of this?

So I am wanting to embark on my stretching journey! I decided to go to a local piercer to get some good jewelry and an APP approved opinion on the best size jewelry to start with.
I knew that one lobe has two holes where my first piercing should be (big thank you to Claire's/my parents for that mystery). He said that shouldn't affect things BUT he noticed the piercing in the other ear is angled upwards towards the back. He mentioned that it may start to rub against the cartilage on the back of my ear as I continue to stretch, but he obviously couldn't say exactly how big I could go before it would become an issue.
He did suggest starting with a punch which I had kinda considered because of the double pierced mystery ear. That would probably fix both of my issues. I have kinda small lobes tho.. I feel like I'll be missing out on so much stretchable lobe if I do a punch, although idk how big of a difference that would actually make. But I would also get a bit of a head start once they heal and be stretching from an 8-6 instead of a 16 :/ Plus I have no idea what size I will be able to get the angled piercing to anyway.
I went ahead and had him put some 16g threadless cuties in that I will probably move to my second lobe piercings eventually, but idk what my next move is. What would you guys do? How hard are punches to heal? If you started with a punch, how difficult was your initial stretching journey? Anybody have experience stretching Claire's atrocities? Pls help, I can't make up my mind.

Before i start the Backstory i should mention we've been together for 4 years(shes my first girlfriend) and we don't really hang out a lot, i maybe see her 3-6 times in a month if even that. It hasn't been like this for the entitreity of the relationship just this past year
Some backstory, Recently my dad passed and away and I've been melancholy about it and i don't really talk to my girlfriend about it primarily because she really hasn't asked about it, but i bring this up because in the time frame from then and now i have never mistreated her or self isolated or nothing. I've been both physically and emotionally available to her from then to know and Even Before.
My girlfriend when faced with tragedy in her life shuts her self down and this past year she's lost a lot of family members dear to her and I've tried to be there for her. When these deaths happened she would become very stand offish whenever we hanged out which is understandable everyone grieves in a different way. 2 Months ago she lost another family member and she shut her self down and wasnt really responding to my text and then after that month another close family member got put into psychiatric care for 4 days(they are fine now i think she really hasnt talked about it) and she kinda ghosted me my for a week.
After that we hanged out once in the Week before may and then the First week of may i picked her up and drove her to my place and not 40 minutes into her being there she wakes me up as Im half asleep(we always take naps with each other) and asks if i can take her home. I'm groggy and confused and I'm thinking that maybe another family member is in trouble or is hurt so i start to take her home and i ask her what happened and she said nothing i just dont feel like hanging out. I get a little upset and question her more about it like "is it me?", " did i do something wrong?" she reassures me no but then things start getting emotional between us and i just end up dropping her off. Later in the night she calls me a call to say shes sorry and we talk and she says "she needs a break" I asked her "a break from what?" she says "a break from everything" and i ask her "does that mean me?" she says yes but mentions some other stuff in her life.
The Entire Conversation feels like Im being broken up with and I point blank ask her if she's breaking up with me. Her. Response is "I dont know i just need a break from everything" and she then talks about how nothing in her life goes her way and that it sucks. I tried to to reassure her that everything is going to be alright. Its not the whole conversation just the gist. we both said some dumb things to each other which we apologized to each other the next day but she told me she just needed space.
And after that it had been a week and half I've been giving her space and she hasnt reached out to me at all but last Week i was checking up on her and it got heated again. I dont know what to do, starting Wednesday it will officially be 2 weeks since I have seen her. Besides that one communication on Thursday I haven't talked to her. I don't really know what to do. She said she need space but she only really sees me like once a week and she really doesn't communicate to me a lot anyways. I'm uncertain what to do it feels like I got broken up with but at the same time it feels like im expected to stick around. I've always held the belief that mental health doesnt excuse your actions but its different when its the person you love. I really dont know what to. How long do I give her Space for? is there even a time limit? Do I ask her if we are still in a relationship?

WOH Month 4 Week 6
We open the show at the studio for the second episode of Tenille Dashwood's Time with Dash!! Tenille greets us, and begins to talk about her two guests this evening…
Suddenly the screen goes dark and A computerized voice is heard. The following message is heard a few times:
We Already Know… You will never see us coming.. We are The Best… We are The Standard And you don't measure up!!
…..
The Sky Pirates come out with the tag titles and the cheers of the crowd. They grab a pair of microphones and say that they don't plan on sitting at home for Revolution and have decided to issue an open challenge to any pair of women on the roster for a title shot at the PPV!!
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Women's International Championship Tournament Semi-final match 1
Zoey Stark vs Sol Ruca
The two close friends and tag team partners are the opening match tonight. They hug before the bell rings and then begin to feel each other out. Zoey’s power game meshes well with Sol’s agility. The crowd cheers for both of them as a very good match rolls on.
Knowing each other as well as they do, both know how to tell what's coming next. Commentary mentions that there is no time limit in these matches.
Sol realizes it's time to go for broke and attempts a Sol Snatcher. Zoey pops up and spikes Sol with a spinning piledriver! Then to the shock of everyone, she rolls out of the ring and heads backstage.
The referee has no choice but to count her out and award the match to the unconscious Ruca!
…..
Tony Schiavone and Ian Riccaboni are as dumbfounded as everyone as to what they all just witnessed.. they are trying to get someone to the back trying to get an interview with Zoey.
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Shotzi Blackheart vs Xia Brookside
Interesting matchup Here. Shotzi has seen some recent losses and young Xia Brookside looking to make a statement in her first match in WOH.
Quick back and forth but the much more experienced Blackheart takes control. Xia gets a few chances to get back into the match, but Shotzi shuts them all down and takes the win following a spinning DDT at the 9 minute mark.
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Back from the break, we see a furious Salina de la Renta!!
“Zoey Stark!! I know you haven't left the arena yet.. come out here now and explain yourself!! I can understand the heat of the moment, I can even understand competing against a close friend.. but I don't understand leaving the match when you have it WON and getting counted out… “
Salina and the crowd wait for Zoey, but she doesn't show. After a few moments, Salina shakes her head and stalks backstage muttering about getting to the bottom of this one way or another.
…..
Women's International Championship Tournament Semi-final match 2
Mariah May vs Tegan Nox
Mariah May was caught off guard by Tegan Nox's ferocity in this one!! From the moment the bell rang, Nox unleashed a relentless assault on her opponent, showing a never before seen aggression! Despite May's valiant efforts to match her intensity, she found herself overwhelmed by the sheer force of Nox's onslaught.
Throughout the match, Nox's vicious streak was on full display, as she ruthlessly targeted May's weaknesses and exploited every opportunity to gain the upper hand. Despite the resilience shown by May, she ultimately succumbed to Nox's relentless onslaught, unable to withstand a pair of nightmarish Shiniest Wizard kneestrikes!! As the final bell tolled, it was clear that Tegan Nox had displayed a new attitude that makes her a favorite for the International Championship and possibly much more in Women of Honor!!
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Many questions remain as We head into Revolution next week.
Tegan’s new attitude? What is going on with Zoey? Who will answer the Sky Pirates Open Challenge? Will Asuka be the one to dethrone Jamie Hayter?
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Revolution PPV Card
ROH World Title Champ: Jay White vs Malakai Black
WOH World Title Champ: Jamie Hayter vs Asuka
ROH International Title Damian Priest vs Marcel Barthel
WOH International Title Sol Ruca vs Tegan Nox
ROH Tag Titles Champs: Breakker and Alexander w/ Robert Stone vs New Catch Republic
WOH Tag Titles Open Challenge Champs: Sky Pirates vs ????
Austin Theory vs Jimmy Uso
Pentagon Jr vs Nic Nemeth w/ Robert Stone

So I am not sure if I have abilities others don't or if I am more sensitive than the average person,
Background, I grew up in a haunted house but never experienced anything really outside of feeling like someone may be watching me, I had heard from other family what they had experienced when I was too young to remember.
As I got older I have always been different from most, however I have some mental issues, bipolar,ptsd,anxiety,addiction
I've always had vary vivid dreams from a young age, as I've gotten older I was very depressed and stuck to myself being homeschooled after the fith grade, I got into drugs at 17 and became addicted to various substances plus my mental illness went wild, however I no longer take substances outside of cannabis and mushrooms. I'm also as stable as I can been on medications.
As I moved out of the house at 13 to another I would get nightmares being in the old house and I would be getting tormented by spirits, It started as just a haunted house trying to scare me, then I got mad because of the occurrence and would be in a vivid dream taunting it, never really winning it would laugh or only show itself when it wanted to not me.
In my dreams I will see my loved ones like normal but be able to tell that isn't them and will notice and then my dreams get weird and I either wake up or try to get away, I'm aware now and don't get them as often but it was terrifying at a point.
I got into reading the satanic bible, lucifieran bible and necronomicon, at one point, during this I had a vivid dream I wasn't on this planet and went to a place that was dark with odd terain and glowing green water, however I had a dream I was going into a church and instead of a normal pastor it was a demonic one and had a cloak over his face , I had a rosary with a bone and gave it to him, accepting that I don't have power in my dreams and am sorry for taunting the spirits in my reoccurring nightmares, it went down to know I only have them rarely and know what's going on everytime it happens again.
During my addictions I have experienced sleep paralysis and it was terrifying, like a demonic smoke figure in a cloak looking at me feeding of the fear,
I have had my aunt pass and visit me in my dreams, I have had my grandpa pass and visit me in my dreams, I didn't get to say goodbye, and got closure in my dream, I woke up feeling like the hug was real.
I knew the night before my grandpa passed he was going to had a gut feeling but I decided not to follow that instinct, next morning I woke up to uncle banging the door however my dream was a old guy in a room that didn't have anything, just sitting infront of me no conversation, woke up and my grandpa was gone, feel it was him but didn't wanna show me it was him yet.
Anymore my nightmares if I have them are usually still in the old house and has to do with a spirit trying to take the shape of my loved ones, I have never seen the spirit responsible, only felt it in my dreams and heard laughs when I try to be more powerful than it.
Not super long ago I had a dream a tornado was coming for me at my current house, we had stroms not super long after and while it wasn't my house it hit 30 minutes away from me and my girlfriends step dads house got hit.
I feel like I am sensitive to energy, I can sense the feelings of being watched at times, getting goosebumps and hair standing up not due to the cold but somthing around, especially when I talk to people or give them tarot card readings, I can end up with my hairs standing or goosebumps if the conversation felt like it resonates with me.
I have an amazing relationship with my girlfriend, we I belive are twin flames, so similar, almost like we can read eachothers minds at times and say the same things at the same time often or can guess what she's about to say at times, but I also feel whenever her energy shifts and so does she if mine shifts.
I can sense if a person is good or bad, I can also at times sense somthing bad a long time in advance before it actually happens. Unfortunately.
One of the best new experiences I have had was taking mushrooms with my girlfriend for healing, I do it somewhat often, helped with grief , addictions, mental health, spirituality,
It brings us closer together and helps us both to heal, I didn't know it was possible but we managed to be able to use our energy on eachother while tripping and have what feels like full on sex without any touching involved, it can last for a long time too, this has happened the last 3-4 times we have tripped once we discovered how to tap into each other's minds. It's almost better than having actual sex, I feel like we leave our bodies and full on merge together as one during this time.
Now this is were it gets weird , a few days back we went to a place in amish country and once inside I noticed it felt off, however to not waste money and with everyone posting such good reviews figured we would stay and take mushrooms for healing as we do about once every month - 2 months,
I had the feeling in this house that the loft and basement were bad places to be, like being watched and feeling like there was somthing in this house, not sure what but something the first floor felt the best but still uneasy,
We had grabbed a clock from downstairs, plugged things into this one outlet next to the stairs and clock prior to taking mushrooms, they were charging, clock worked. Outlet worked, downstairs had a weird sad vibe to it ,weird musty smell also Sulphur smells randomly and even the water smelled like Sulphur there was a hornet in the toilet when we got there and had to flush it, also was 2 stains on the cieling in basement, not sure if it was water leak or if someone may have passed in the house and it soaked thru the ceiling of basement.
We wanted to paint eachother as we took the mushrooms, we did this until they started to kick in and once they kicked in we went and started fear and loathing in lost vegas, once I started getting closed eye visuals and working on my innerwork, my girlfriend felt like she wanted to go downstairs to lay in bed,
We stayed in bed holding eachother , bonding, eventually tuning into eachothers energy having sex without actually having it, then we couldn't hold back anymore and actually had sex, however we stayed down there until the trip wore off, it was about 3 am and everything switched on us.
She was feeling really sad and like she wanted to leave this place, I felt like I was being watched down there and somthing bad had happened in the past, I went to go upstairs was kinda afraid to alone but eventually went upstairs because she wouldn't at the time, tried to charge my phone and the outlet and clock didn't work anymore, I had been talking about leaving the house because she was feeling targeted and I felt like it didn't like either of us but like it wanted to feed off her if she went to sleep.
We went upstairs at a point and when I was asking if there were spirit's in the house and that if so I meant no disrespect and will only be staying until we could leave in the morning safely, as I would talk about the spirits seemed like my girlfriend would feel sick, same as being in the bed, very sad while downstairs.
I opened a bible and it was weird it didn't even feel like real paper , it also was moving by itself somewhat like working against me or moving for me to point out things, the clock on the wall was moving way faster than normal after this,
I tried getting her to leave , I didn't want to stay anylonger but knew we had to wait until sunlight atleast, she fell asleep and I was sitting next to her in this erie basement, had to turn the fan on because felt like if it was quiet I would loose it, what's not normal is the fact that she went to sleep and didn't really move, make sounds or anything like usual. I felt like I could hear people upstairs as she was asleep, almost like music was playing or a man signing and it was on repeat it would come and go, such low volume but also loud , the fan in the mix didn't help but I didn't wanna hear it anylouder.
I ended up trying to sleep and kinda did for a few hours but no dream I was hoping I would have a vivid dream of what happened in this house.
In the morning got our stuff packed up and left, before leaving I had used a ghost box. Told the spirit we were about to leave and as my girlfriend was going to the car it talked, then when she came back inside I left the ghostbox going and it talked while we were both there. I told it that we are leaving and this is your house but you are not welcome to come with us. Right as I opened the door I got a whiff of sulphur and as we left the house sulphur smell followed for a while.
Went to a shop got sage, used it before we got home, then yesterday unpacked from our trip and I made the joke about hopefully nothing came back with us from there. I went fishing and used the scissors from the house, i forgot to put them back so I have them. I saged our room, bags, clothes and once I found it left it outside in our burn barrel, didn't wanna risk it being in the house.
Last night we should have gotten good rest tho and we did not so I wonder if it had to do with those scissors coming from that house. 🤔
Anyways, long story but honest opinion would be helpful and on top of that if theres a way to strengthen my senses and all that would love to know!

This theory came from the rumored Captain America show that Cap will return all of the infinity stones. I think this is the show that Scarlet Johansson is producing. Ok so this show can go into 2 directions. The safer way or the more confusing but multiverse way. The safer way is that the show is a limited 6 episode event and each episode we see Cap return a stone per episode and at the end we she Cap dance with Peggy.
The other more multiverse way is more confusing. So it would still be a 6 episode event with each episode Cap returns a stone but at the end of the 6th episode we see something weird happen. Something to do with the multiverse. Then the screen goes to black and it says that Captain America will Return.
Then we see Captain America in Avengers Secret Wars. We see for example Spiderman say hey Cap they figure out that it is the Cap from 616 or 199999. Cap does one last battle and he sees Falcon as Captain America fighting. At the end of the movie we see Cap and he thinks to himself that Falcons got it covered and he can get one last dance with Peggy.
So this may even clear up some of the confusion of old Cap in Endgame. So we see old Cap but that means he has to live in 616 without being notice and Peggy did have kids without Steve so that’s a plot hole. What if… old man Cap is the 616 but the point in Avengers Secret Wars where he decides to live a life with Peggy that’s a Nexus point that he branches off onto another timeline. He then once old jumps back in time and into another universe to the 616 universe to give Sam the shield.
This may even add another plot hole because like hey this doesn’t make sense if we Sam in Avengers secret wars as Cap. I think Steve should in some point of the movie ask the questions we are all curious and confused about the multiverse. Maybe Loki the God of Stories can explain that timelines branches off, dies and loop. The multiverse is a confusing concept but yet beautiful. He would say.
I feel like that Cap and how he asks questions that we want to ask can even help the general public to understand the multiverse because we know that it can get confusing.

Edited: The title was supposed to say that: I may be a Petty jerk, but at least I got away from a toxic "friend. Auto correct changed it to Jersey, and I couldn't edit the actual title.
Fair Warning, this is going to be a LONG post, but I will try to dilute it as much as possible.
About 12 years ago I left the world of retail (of which I have MANY stories) to begin a career in childcare. Some people prefer different titles, Nanny, Babysitter, Parents' Helper, Childcare Provider, etc. To be honest each of those titles are suitable in different situations.
The first family that I Nannied for went on for about 4 years, and then on again off again for another year. Through this family, I met "Wendy" and her family. Wendy went out of her way to be friendly with me, and would often ask me to babysit her kids (B5 and G1).
At one point, I had moved on to working with another family for a few months. Sadly, that ended due to the parents getting a divorce, and they moved further away.
Wendy found out that I was unemployed and asked that I Nanny for her kids. She was also pregnant with her 3rd at the time. I agreed at a slightly discounted rate because we were "friends". I realized too late that that was a HUGE mistake on my part.
Wendy's live in boyfriend "Cole" also had 3 kids from a previous relationship. B15, G8, and G6 lived with their mother. Yes, am aware of the closeness in age of Wendy and Cole' B5 and his G6. I chose to keep my mouth shut.
Now prepare yourselves for the Rollercoaster of emotions I dealt with with this family.
Initially, both Wendy and Cole were employed. I would come over 5 days a week for 8 to 10 hour days, depending upon whether Wendy got home on time. Here is where my discounted rate bit me in the butt.... $300 a week was still complained about. Wendy asked that I not leave Cole alone with their kids because he basically ignored them and refused to change diapers. I felt pretty icky about that, but agreed. Now I lived 45 minutes away without traffic. I would often leave my house early in anticipation of possible traffic. If I arrived early, I wasn't allowed in until she our alloted time of 7am. I didn't have a key, and would often be left waiting on the porch an extra 15 minutes past our time. If I knew I was too early, I parked around the corner and ate breakfast. Wendy and Cole both got very irritated if I wasn't their door precisely at 7 am. It was a headache that I chose to avoid.
Over the first month, I realized that G2 was emotionally abused by Wendy. She constantly said to or in front of the child how much she hated dealing with the wild child. How she wished G2 was more well behaved like B5. She even wrote unkind things on Facebook, asking someone to take her on the weekend while I was off.
This took a toll on poor G2, obviously. She would get violent with me first thing in the mornings : Hitting, kicking, biting, pulling my hair, throwing things at me, or what ever popped into her mind. Eventually, once Wendy left for work G2 would calm down and become an absolute delight.
When B5 started school, Wendy took a new job that allowed her to work from home at times. Those were not fun days! I asked if I could bring G2 to my house where I have an outdoor play area, a playroom, plenty of kid movies, crafts, books, music, and local playgrounds. At first the car rides were torture with G2 screaming bloody murder for at least half of the 45 minute drive. When she got used to the new routine, those drives became pleasant. Her violent tendencies disappeared when we were spending the days at my home. The drawback was that I also had to drive her home in time to get B5 off the bus.
During school breaks, I also had B5, and if they were visiting G8 and G6. B15 stayed at Wendy's house and just did his own thing. If you thought G2 was torture in toddler form, these two girls would have made Nanny McPhee grow a few more moles, a hunch back, and closed feet.
B5 would get a little bored, being that he was the only boy that was understandable. I purchased an array of boy friendlier toys to entertain him. I already had a lot of girl friendly toys either purchased or gifted from the first family that I had worked with. Of course I had plenty of gender neutral items too.
Wendy and Cole didn't give 2 sh*ts and a shave if the kids watched TV all day, went out to a playground or museum, or were driven 2 hours away, as long as I got them home on time. I easily spent an entire paycheck on activities, gas, food (which they didn't pack), and toys over 2 weeks watching all 4 kids. By the by, when asked for additional money when I did have all 4, Wendy not so politely informed me that the kids are entertain each other, so my job should be easier with all 4.
My husband and I discussed a few times whether I should look for something else. Inevitably the people pleaser in me actually felt guilty even considering it. Yup, I was apparently a glutton for punishment. Gratefully, my income was just extra, for an nice meal out occasionally, gifts for birthdays and holiday, extra hobbies, and basic groceries.
Just before Wendy gave birth to their new baby, she became unemployed. Logically, one would think this was my easy out. NOPE!! I became more of a Mother's Helper / Nanny. At this point Wendy and Cole were beginning to look for a larger house to rent. I did more walk through than I can count. She even asked me to tour a couple without her, and to bring G2 and B5 so she could get her nails done and take a nap. (Seriously, I toured houses on her list without her!)
As we spent more and more time together, I began to learn FAR FAR more about her bedroom life than I could ever desire. G2 and I spent much less time in the peace of my home, and way too much in Wendy's company. G2's behavior began to deteriorate slowly, causing Wendy to lose her temper with her far too easily. This completely broke my heart. I TRIED to redirect them both, and expressed my concern to Wendy. Of course, she then turned her anger towards me.
Wendy would openly discuss her theories about Cole in front of her kids. She claimed that he was cheating on her with his ex because he would shower immediately after seeing her to pick up or drop off the kids. He often made those drives directly after work though. Maybe he was cheating, maybe not. I honestly don't know.
Wendy also enjoyed gossiping about absolutely anybody. The parents of the first family that worked with were having marital issues. This was a favorite topic of hers. Wendy told me about every unkind word her mother uttered in her direction. The apple obviously didn't fall far from the tree here. I was told lots of personal information about people I didn't know. The gossip made me very uncomfortable. I told her that I would prefer we not discuss the lives of people who weren't around to speak on their own behalf. This fell on deaf ears.
I became quite used to her disapproval of my loose fitting jeans and T-shirts. Working with kids, I found my favorite cartoon prints were just as possible with my tiny charges. I NEVER wear makeup or heels because I simply don't want to. My dresses always have leggings under them because it make me feel less vulnerable. I never wear shorts or above the knee skirts/dresses. That's a ME thing, not religious or cultural. I find my "uniform" of choice is ideal for working with kids. Wendy informed me more than once that it embarrassed her to be seen in public with me. She often insisted that I wear something of hers if we had to go anywhere.
My husband enjoys photography, particularly long exposure which is done at night. He has a lot of photography friends of both genders, but his best friend is a female. He also enjoys concerts and kayaking, often with an ex from high school. (He graduated in 1997). I trust my husband and have no problem with him spending time with his friends. Enter Wendy's whispers of accusations. She often "jokingly" accused him of cheating on me with these female friends. I don't enjoy concerts, crowds, or being out late; so I support his doing with people who do. At least I know he with someone if something happens. I have bad knees, which make getting in and out of a kayak difficult. Why should that stop him? Again, I told her that I trust him and that I don't appreciate her accusations joke or not. This annoyed her because she doesn't trust Cole.
I know these are major red flag issues. I know how toxic being subjected to these comments is. I also know how difficult it would be on their kids if I left too soon. I knew they needed someone who wasn't emotionally cruel. I stayed for them.
My husband and I spent 2 of our weekends helping them pack and move to house that ended up 15 minutes from us. We were thanked by words, but that was the extent of the gratitude. Wendy's mother looked after the kids while we helped them move. This was complained about because I was already paid to watch the kids during the week. Insert eye roll here!! Her mom felt my husband should be willing to help them move while I watched the kids on the weekend for no extra pay. Either way, we were doing them a HUGE favor to begin with.
A family that I had briefly Nannied for prior to working for Wendy asked if I could help out every other Saturday. The dad (Nice Guy) traveled a lot for work leaving the Mom (Angelface) home alone with the kids. She just needed a day to run errands, work out, and just have time to herself. Angelface is one of the kindest women on this planet. When I did Nanny for them (2 days a week), she was in tears when she had to let me go. They couldn't justify the outgoing money at the time. She referred me to several friends. I am legitimately friend with this family, and still babysit sporadically.
Through a random discussion, I told Wendy about working with Angelface on every other Saturday. She began to tell me what to charge, how many hours to work, and what days to leave open for her just in case. Insert headache inducing eyerolls!
One Friday, Wendy's cousin arrived for a weekend visit with her baby. Wendy told me that because it was a holiday weekend I would not be needed until Tuesday. I double checked via text, and she confirmed that she and Cole were taking the kids to the beach with her cousin. Monday morning I got a call from a passed off Wendy asking where I am. I reminded her that she had told me that they would not need me. I even took a screen shot of our text. She said that Cole had decided to work Monday anyway so she was alone with HER kids. This pissed me off, so I lied. I told her that I was out of town with my mom and wouldn't be home until 5 or 6 pm. She went on about how much of an inconvenience it was to her, and I should have checked before going out of town. For the second time, I sent her a screenshot of my text verifying that I wasn't needed Monday. She abruptly ended the call saying to just be sure to be on time Tuesday. I had NEVER been late, but opted to mention that as we hung up.
Over time we worked out a new arrangement where I brought now G3 to my house 2 days a week, and we stayed there 3 days a week. I helped with cleaning, errands, helped with the new baby (NB), etc. Mostly, I was Wendy's sounding board. She continued to accuse Cole of cheating, wasting money, and even beating her.
My husband and I offered to let her and the kids stay with us, but she declined. Wendy even told me that since she was so sure Cole was cheating, she was going to find herself a side boyfriend to cheat with. I tried to talk her out of it, to no avail. Sadly, she spoke openly about her new boyfriend in fron of G3. During one of her rants I learned that my pay came from him selling drugs. GULP!!
While cleaning out the couch one day, I came across a loaded gun kept in the couch console thing, along with baggies of pills, "dried plants", and white powder. This completely freaked me out. 2 small children and a soon to be crawling baby sat and played on and around that couch. I STRONGLY considered calling Child Pretective Services and the police. I quickly realized that if I did, they would know it was me. I regret it, but I feared their possible retaliation towards us.
Shortly after finding these thing Cole quit his job. For several months while I worked for them, they were both unemployed. Again, I thought it was an easy out. NOPE AGAIN! For another 3 months, they insisted that they couldn't take care of the house and kids without my help. Very often, I arrived to find now B6 fending for himself for breakfast and getting ready for school. He was told to wake up and unlock the door for me, but they went back to sleep. I was expected to keep the baby from crying, and to keep G3 quiet and entertained until they came downstairs. I often chose to simply take both to my house so we could play naturally. We had a crib, so this wasn't a problem for NB. G3 would just nap on the couch or my bed. When out of school B6 preferred this too. This really should have told Wendy and Cole something about their kids, but of course not.
FINALLY, I was informed after about a year of working for them, they could no longer justify paying me. At this point, I had often considered quitting anyway. I mainly stayed because my heart broke for the kids. However, based on her gossipy and judgmental nature ... not to mention my little 3 day weekend fail; I was concerned about what kind of reference Wendy would provide if I chose to quit.
So in 2019, I found myself happily unemployed. The timing here worked out beautifully because Angelface knew neighbors due to have their first baby in 2020. I ended up working for this lovely family until August of 2023. The mom (Joy) and the Dad (Mr. Cool) were such a relief to my entire mental and physical health. We became friends as well, and over time I told them about Wendy. Between Joy, Angelface, Mr. Cool, Nice Guy, my husband, and family I began to realize just hoe toxic Wendy really was to my mental health. My husband never liked her but understood my feelings towards the kids.
For almost a year Wendy would randomly call or FaceTime me .... more often than not while drunk. She would rave about how much she and the kids missed me. We would get together for a meal, and she had me over for a couple birthday parties for the kids. I found myself almost always being the only sober adult watching the kids as the adults partied. Wendy often went back to her gossiping, trash talking, and "jokes" about my husband spending time with women. She would offer underhanded compliments. "It's so nice to see you wearing a dress instead of those tacky T-shirts." You get the drift. She even INFORMED me that since her neighbor was pregnant I could quit my job with Joy and Mr. Cool. She had told her neighbor that I would work for her now, and since they were next door, I would watch her own kids too. I shut that down saying that I was quite happy working with Joy and Mr. Cool. I even lied about what they paid thinking it would detur her further. NOPE yet again. She said that I should quit anyway so her life would be easier with me around. Once more, I told her that wasn't going to happen.
AT LONG LAST, I am coming to the end of my tortuous endurment with Wendy.
A week later, she called and asked if I had quit yet. I said that I had no intention of leaving an "$800" a week job. (Not even close to that with my 3 day a week job, but she didn't need to know the truth.) She told me to let her know when I quit, then changed the subject towards gossiping about that first family and their problems. I told her that I don't feel comfortable gossiping about people who can't speak for themselves. That pissed her off, so she turned it on me again. She said of course I don't want to talk about them since my husband was cheating on me with 2 different women. I angrily corrected her. She has no reason to think my husband is cheating, and I trust him and our friends. Just because she thinks her boyfriend cheats, and she cheats, that doesn't mean everybody does. She then said we could talk when I calmed down and after I quit my job.
After hanging up, I proceeded to block Wendy on everything! Facebook, phone calls, texting, face timing, Instagram, and even Snapchat (which I hadn't used in over a year). I also blocked her mom, and any body that had been friendly simply because Wendy knew them and wanted me to have their information too. I gave her no warning at all. I was beyond passed off, and refused to be talked out of my very gratifying decision.
I told my husband, family, and friends that was now free of Wendy. Not a single person tried to tell me to make ammends. The only guilt that I feel is towards those poor kids. For once though, I put myself first. Joy and Angelface were both extremely supportive when I told them that I had Ghosted Wendy. Both even mentioned how proud they were of me for FINALLY truly stand-up for myself. They were NOT fans of Wendy!!!
I never ended up quitting my job with Joy and Mr. Cool inorder to babysit Wendy's neighbor. I also continued to babysit for Angelface and Nice Guy.
About 7 or 8 months ago, I ran into Wendy at a playground between our two homes. She was with now G5 and B2. I had Joy and Mr. Cool's daughter with me. I was polite, almost obscenely so. I was friendly towards the kids, who were stand off-ish. I offered to let Little Miss play with them, but they weren't interested. Little Miss wanted to do her own thing, so off we went to play. We left after only 15 minutes because Little Miss said "that lady" is scaring her.
That night, my husband got a Facebook message from Wendy. She described my cruelty towards her kids by ignoring them. She said that it was so hateful that I blocked her on everything after all she had done for us. This message went on and on. My husband left it unread for months before my morbid curiosity caused me to open the silly thing. We never responded, but instead he finally bl9cked her too.
Ok, if you read that bloody novel of a post, you are a ROCK STAR!! I don't have any regrets towards my eventual choice, except towards the kids. It breaks my heart knowing what kind of parents they are enduring. I often regret not calling CPS, but there isn't a shadow of doubt that would have retaliated .... most likely violently.
I did eventually get back in contact with that very first Nanny family. They had indeed broken up, but both are happier and healthier now. I warned them that Wendy enjoyed gossiping and spreading rumors about them. Neither were surprised, and both had broken contact with Wendy long ago. They supported my choice to break ties with her as well. Shocking, right!?!
I no longer work full time for Joy and Mr. Cool, as they wanted Little Miss to get used to being around more kids before starting school. I do still sporadically babysit for them and Angelface and Nice Guy though. The two couples have referred me to several other families in the neighborhood, so I stay pretty busy with much more sane individuals.
Maybe I was a jerk, and petty. I'm cool with being thought of that way towards Wendy. At least now, I have much kinder people in my life.

Hey, I (19f) went to a university party last week, its a kind of party that starts a 10 p.m and ends with the morning, we go to dance, kiss and drink, it was open bar (those kind of partys are pretty commun in my country). Since I was playing to stay there until the end I wanted to enjoy the most, so I drank a good amount of alcohol, enough to get me completely drunk at the middle of the party but to be sober by the end of it, I figured out it was going to be ok because I planned it, and I was with my friends, I'm the shy kind, so I needed the alcohol to become more outgoing and relaxed. Anyway, until the middle everything was going wonderfully well as planned, I was dancing, talking to everyone, really having my time you know and I've kissed plenty of the people that I was willing to including a friend that we will call Kevin, Kevin and I have being friends for about a year and a half, not the closest type but he helped me in some difficult times and used to say he would aways be there for me, I used to trust him with all my heart because he had proved more than once that he was the reliable kind, I think it's important to address that we, in fact, had something physical a couple of times, but not anything in the romantic side, just two friends helping with each other's needs, I also kissed a guy that I've met at another party a week prior, let's call him Steve. At some point at the party I realized that my phone was missing and immediately started to panic, I've forgotten it in my back pocket and someone just toke it, I went running to the security and warned them about it but they said there was nothing that could be done since I didn't see the thief, by this time the friend that I went with to the party, we can call him Theo, found me and started to help me calm down along with Steve that had also found me, I was literally having a major panic attack because I had just finished paying for my phone and everything I had was on it. Theo than received a call from other friend of his telling that someone had drugged him, I told Theo that I was fine and he could go help his friends, after all it seemed more of a emergency than just a missing phone and a panic attack, with this I ended alone with Steve, I decided then that it would be more effective if I went to inside of the party and warn everyone that I knew about my phone and to search for me if they found it, so I did it, as I crossed the party more drunk and more desperate I became, I warned Kevin and his friends group and then I spotted my ex with some old friends of mine that I don't keep contact anymore, I truly didn't want to bother but at this point I was completely freaked and thought that the more people knew about my phone bigger were the chances of getting it back, so I approach them and told what happened and that I was getting really drunk, I also asked my ex to text my mom so she could track my phone (she had my location), they didn't pay much attention and a girl told me to recompose my self gave me a water ticket, since they weren't really open to my presence I left to get the water and sit outside of the party again, keep in mind that the whole time Steven were by my side and clearly bothered with me talking to everyone. Outside a girl and I boy, friends of Kevin I assume, started taking with me and asking what happened, I told the whole story again and my panic just increased alongside with it the alcohol finally hit with all its strenght and I realized I couldn't remember where I lived or even my mom's number, I realized that I was completely waisted, without a way to communicate, alone, surrounded by completely strangers, one of then, Steven, even made it clear earlier that he wanted to have intercourse with me, even though he had being respectful with me (even if clearly bothered) I was still afraid, after all I was still a girl alone in a party. I decided then that I should ask Kevin for help since I've known him for what a consider a long time and I truly trusted him, I ignored Steven protests and went back to the party search for Kevin, when I found him he was with a girl but I figured a friend in clearly danger would be more important than kissing a stranger, so I asked him if he was drugged or drunk, he said no to both questions, so I asked if he was sober enough with he said he was, I looked around and saw that Steven was still behind me so I grabbed Kevin's arm and started to pull him somewhere else and said that I really needed his help (keep in mind that he knew about my phone and I was with a look of completely terror in my face) Kevin them pushed me with the arm that I was grabbing him, not strong enough to hurt me, but enough to scare me (I am a really petit girl and Kevin is really strong and almost 6'7) and said that he didn't want me, that was my breaking point, I started crying and shaking as he walked away from me, a girl that I suppose was friends with him saw this and came to my help, I explained to her about my phone, that I was drunk and scared and that Kevin had helped me in situations like this before, she nodded and went to talk to him because she believed that he misunderstood me, but when she came back she said that he told her that was just a "crazy girl that he never saw in his life", oh man those words were like knives in my heart, and are still hunting me, I were helpless. I did the only thing that I could think at the time, asked the girl to stay by my side since I didn't want to be alone with Steven and went to talk with my ex and my old friend group, I pushed a girl aside and told her everything and how scared I was, she immediately took me to the other people and said they needed to help me, again, nobody gave that much of importance, I said that my ex knew were I live and maybe could help, so they called him and he asked if I still lived in ***** , I said I couldn't remember because I was too drunk and they started to get inpatient and said they would call my mom to come and get me than, I freaked out (my mom let me do anything since I don't die or don't bother her) and started asking them to please not call her, cause I knew it would just cause more problems and she probably wouldn't even help, other girls in the group said that then they could do nothing to me, nobody disagreed with her and they kind just let it aside, Steven just said to me go with him and nobody protested so I left, feeling that I didn't really had a choice. Outside of the party Steven's friends were still waiting for us, I returned and started crying again, feeling abandoned and betrayed, they tried their best to get me to say were I lived but soon they saw that I couldn't talk anything that would make sense in that moment, so they calmed me down and stayed with me till I was sober enough, the girl that I've just met was a Saint, she got really protective and didn't let any man come close to me, when I was finally able to inform my address they (Steven, this girl and the other friend of his) took me home, it was around 4 a.m when I got home, I was a mess, all the feelings came like a wave, I cried myself to sleep and since then I've been a disaster, sure I'm that I lost my phone but what really hurts me is what happened after this, I can't wrap my mind that completely strangers were more worried about me than my friends and people who once had a important role in my life, matter of fact I kind understand my ex and his friends, I was a really shitty girlfriend back then, even though they having a reason don't make it hurt less, but Kevin?? I've never done anything bad to him, never being anything but a good friend, why would he do thus to me? I just want to text him and ask why, sometimes I want to course him because I'm so mad, he didn't even bother to write a text asking if I was okay the next day, nothing, he just keeps seeing everything I post in silence, I feel so hurt, so depressed, so angry, I feel that I'm on my lowest since everything.
Ps: just wanted to say sorry for my bad grammar, English isn't my first language and I'm literally shaking while I write this, I'm truly a mess

Sorry in advance for how long this is. I (19 F) am now in college but this story happened my senior year of high school when I was 18. My two closest friends at my school were twin sisters. Let’s call them Katherine and Olivia (both fake names). I had met Olivia at the beginning of my freshman year of high school when her sister Katherine introduced us. Olivia and I were inseparable and we did everything together. I was friends with Katherine too but not as close as I was with Olivia until our junior year of high school. There were some red flags in my friendship with these two that I see now looking back but was too naive to realize beforehand. For example, I went all out with gifts for them during holidays while they never got me anything in return. I would always show up for Katherine’s swim meets that she and Olivia invited me to come watch so that I could cheer on and support her. They never showed up for any of my horse shows that I would invite them to watch and always claimed to be busy (which I understand life can be busy). I know that may sound petty, but what I’m trying to say is that the effort I put into our friendship was never reciprocated. They would never show up for me or support me the way I did for them. They would also emotionally manipulate me but I won’t get into it because we’d be here all day. Anyway, at the end of spring break our senior year I get a long text message from Olivia who said she was ending her friendship with me. I won’t get into what the message contained but she essentially blamed me for a lot of issues she was having, was gaslighting me, and also lied to me by saying I was never there for her (which is crazy because that’s all I tried to do but she would always push me away). I get it, sharing emotions and being vulnerable can be scary but I always tried my best to support her and lift her up through difficult times. Katherine didn’t send a message but she followed her sister and stopped talking to me. I was absolutely heartbroken because I thought these girls were two of my best friends but then they throw me under the bus and treat me like I’m less than nothing. What hurt even worse is that I had previously opened up to them about some emotional trauma from being betrayed and abandoned by one of my closest friends in elementary school, and they told me that they would always be there for me no matter what. This caused me to fall into a deep hole of depression and I suffered from a lot of emotional trauma that I’m still learning to heal from today. I won’t get into it but I reached a point where I didn’t even want to be alive anymore (but don’t worry I got help and I’m happy to say I’m doing so much better today :) Eventually my sadness turned to anger for what they did to me and I had all of this rage that I had bottled up inside. However, these two didn’t know that I am EXTREMELY PETTY. I decided to get revenge for what they did to me by unleashing the ultimate petty lol. I thought through ideas until I eventually decided on the perfect plan. So I know where they live and I also know they keep their car outside of their garage. I snuck out of my house at 2:00 in the morning and put a crap ton of corn syrup and glitter as well as chocolate chips and rainbow sprinkles all over their car (I hope they had fun getting that off lmaooo). That stuff went absolutely everywhere too. I had previously done research to not damage their car as my goal was not to hurt anyone or damage any property but only be really annoying. I then snuck back home and went to bed. Later that morning my mom received a text message from their mom asking to meet up and talk. Now their parents are actually really nice people though. My mom agreed and met up with them at a coffee shop. My mom later told me about it. Her parents deadass asked my mom if I was the one who Willy Wonka’d their car lmao since they weren’t sure who else from our school knew their address besides me. Now my mom already knows how much those twins hurt and was my rock after they betrayed me. She denied that it was me and told their parents that I have grown stronger from their daughters’ kindness and also cruelty (which she said which they cringed at hahahahaha). I felt such a petty sense of satisfaction after this and I was then able to focus on my mental health after getting revenge. TLDR: Betray and hurt me after years of friendship? I will unleash a CandyLand STORM onto your vehicle. Also, if you twins are reading this (and you know who you are); yes it was me lmaooo I hope you had fun washing all of that off your car after. Fuck you both😂😂

The 1967 NBA Finals was the first in a while to not feature the titanic Celtics, after they fell to the 76ers in the East Division Finals in 5 games. In that series, Wilt Chamberlain sported a monstrous 21.6/32.0/10.0 statline to finally tear through Boston and plant the Sixers into the Finals against his former team, the Warriors. This series would prove to be highly unique and entertaining, raising the question of who would have won the Finals MVP.
Now, the award would not be instituted for another two years, when Jerry West begrudgingly received the inaugural achievement in 1969 after losing yet another championship to the Celtics. This would also be the only time in which a player from the losing team won the award, which will likely forever remain unique to it. But let's say the Finals MVP were a thing in 1967: Who would have won it? In most Finals prior to 1969, I think the Finals MVP would have been fairly obvious, but for 1967, I believe three different players would have a solid argument for the award.
1. Wilt Chamberlain: As the leader of the winning team, Wilt may be the easiest choice. Not only did he lead his team in rebounds (28.5 per game), but he also led in assists (6.8 per game). Wilt's distributive mentality was likely a key reason why he broke through this year, as opposed to years prior when his singular heroics weren't enough to make it to the finish line against balanced opposition. However, his point totals this series were comparatively meager, with only 17.7 per game. Although this was likely a by-product of playing more for the pass, a lot of it was also probably due to being matched up against defensive juggernaut Nate Thurmond, who himself put on an impressive showing in the series with a 14.2/26.7/3.3 statline. Wilt also only shot 30.6% from the charity stripe. So, although Wilt had a great series as the de facto leader of the winning team, perhaps his newfound playstyle opened up opportunities for other players to shine even brighter. Namely...
2. Hal Greer: Most Finals MVPs go to the top scorer of the winning team, which was Hal in this case (26.0 per game). Greer was also an aggressive rebounder for a guard, finishing with 8.0 per game, and he nearly matched Wilt in assists, with 6.2 per game. Even though fellow teammates Chet Walker, Wali Jones and Billy Cunningham also scored well this series, Greer was the only near-equal of Wilt's in minutes played (46.0 per game). Possessions often ran through Greer, whose relatively poor field goal percentage (39.9%) can be excused by his high volume. He also succeeded with an 82.6% success rate from the free throw line. Overall, Greer was definitely a high performer this series, but certainly not in a different stratosphere, unlike...
3. Rick Barry: The Miami Greyhound has a great argument for being the top performer in this series by a long shot. Barry posted a whopping 40.8 points per game, which still stands as the second-highest PPG in Finals history (only behind Jordan's 41.0 in 1993). Scoring at least 30 points in each of the six games, the small forward also put up 55 in game 3 (also tied for second all-time with '93 MJ). With 8.8 rebounds per game and 3.3 assists per game, Rick Barry's offense almost single-handedly won the Warriors the title. And he was only 22 years old at the time! But, of course, his team didn't win; the sixth and final game of the series saw him pour in 44, but the Warriors still lost by 3 thanks to a steady team effort from Philadelphia. Even though Finals MVP would only ever be awarded to a winning player from 1970 onward, we can't assume that precedent would be set in 1967, as Jerry West's case two years later would show us.
So, if the Finals MVP were awarded in 1967, who do you think would have won it? The leader of the winning team who may not have had the best stats? The top scorer on the winning team? Or the record-breaking scorer on the losing team?

It takes place in a giant beach resort with multiple levels
You play as athena
You must defend two people
The murders happened at night when everybody was in the beach throwing a party,only 10 people stayed in the hotel
Defendant 1 is the security guard,defendant 2 is the detective of a mysterious case
There are two murderers,one is the doctor who does the autopsy reports and the other is the journalist who is reporting the case and also reported cases 1 and 3 who is actually a mafia leader
Victim 1 is the owner of the hotel,victim 2 is the rival of the doctor and victim 3 is the mafia leader's rival
In day 1,the case seems impossible,the room was covered with blood that had the first defendant's name written on it,the room was also locked and the defendant was inside it,not only that,but the weapon also belonged to the first defendant
Meanwhile,the second defendant has a strange situation,since the body was found in the middle of the garden,with no blood,with only the second defendant's fingerprints being found in the victim
But then,athena realizes something while analyzing the photo took in a closet inside the room of the first victim,there is a blood stain in the top of the closet,and then she realizes,there is a secret passage in the top of the rooms that leads to a secret room in the floor above,she then requests one more day to investigate the new-found discovery,and then the lights go out for 10 minutes
When the lights come back on,the second defendant is missing,they then start a search for her,they find her in the basement of the resort,tied and with ammenesia,but while searching for her,two witnesses go missing
Pearl fey and trucy join you in your investigations this day
In the day 2 investigation,you discover that the victim was killed in the second floor secret room
Day 2 has you try to discover who kidnapped the second defendant and the two witnesses,who killed the first victim,and who killed the second victim
Through hints,evidence,witnesses and clues you discover that only three people could have killed the first victim,the butler,the maid and the guard
Its revealed tho,that the second victim was killed in the second floor secret room by being stabbed,and then cleaned before being dropped from the second floor into the garden,the culprit then killed the first victim when they came into the room,before dropping them into the first floor,the culprit then made it so that it looked like the victim was killed in the second floor,but then the defendant entered,due to him losing his sleeping pills,he then knocked him out and made him look like the culprit,but paranoid that they would discover the second floor,he cleaned the blood from the second victim and then replaced it with the blood from the first victim,he then cleaned the blood from the second victim
They then discover that the maid saw something unexpected in the hall,a man standing there in the hallway,but while checking the basement where defendant 2 was kept,they found a trace of a mannequin,and then while checking the locks of the emergency basement exit,they find oil,and then they realize,the doctor was the murderer
His reasoning for murder is that victim 2 ruined his life by revealing his big secret,that he had to secretly work as a mafia doctor so that he could cure his daughter,victim 1 just entered the room by accident
Day 3 then has something crazy happen,a third body was found,three days old,and the doctor is blamed for it due to the victim being a mafia leader who was blackmailing the doctor for money
The doctor is innocent tho,even through he did admit he planned to kill the third victim
So,now you must defend the doctor from this one crime
Meanwhile,a radio appears in the courtroom,and in it the two kidnapped witnesses can talk,but limited
Its then revealed that in the night,while everybody was in the front of the hotel,partying,the third culprit was commiting a super complicated and complex murder
The two witnesses saw the presence of a strange figure who seems to be the doctor,but then,while looking through the photos taken in the party by lotta hart who was there to report it,trucy notices something,a figure in one of the windows,said figure is the journalist who reported cases 1 and 3
He is called out to court,he then discovers that he was caught,so he calls his workers and force everyone to let him get away free,athena calls for a investigation of a past trial that caused the murders in case 3,4 and 5,where its revealed that he was the culprit,he the says congratulations to athena for figuring it out,before attempting to kill her,but then a big twist happens
His man were actually,the 5 culprits of case 3,the attempted murder victim of case 3,the witnesses of case 4,and half of the characters in case 5,who were all victims of this past case
He then has a breakdown before being taken out of court and then shot by them all(only sounds)
What did you guys think?

Hi! I am an independent researcher from a little country, and I've been studying the housing first model implemented in Finland and other countries. According to the studies and evidence, the housing first model serves to improve quality of life, reduce the public spending and economical costs of the whole community and also improve mental health and social participation, according to various sources.
Although the information on this topic seems to be abundant and there are lots of studies, a first person acount from someone who is benefitted with this policy is of high importance to make any research.
Thus, I ask to Suomalainen citizens who are benefitted or those who know people who were benefitted by housing first, these questions.
Do you consider that your quality of life improved thanks to housing first?
What are those improvements?
Do you still see homeless people in your local city?
Is the housing first policy implemented in your local town or city?
Do you consider that the housing first policy really works?
Do you consider that it can be improved even further?
What is the overall reaction of the Suomalainen citizens regarding housing first?
Can you share (anonimously, pseudonimously or publicly) your achievements, personal evolution and successes in life after you took part in the housing first policy?
Do you see other countries implementing housing first soon, if the effects were at all positive in Suomi?
Please share the positive aspects and the negative aspects that you perceived in your housing first experience.
What would you say to the people of my little country regarding housing first?
Your testimonies and contributions will be used in the research to spark conversation about this topic with every person or organisation interested in helping humans who are going through homelessness right now.
Kiitos paljon for your contribution to this independent research made by students
Our intention is to help our little country develop in a way that respects the human rights and that creates a better paradigm for social inclusion, thus, hopefully improving the quality of life of all citizens for the present and the future.
Your testimony is of relevance and importance! Thanks for taking part!
Nâhdâân!

Dear M&M,
This is a list of what the nasty "JE"rk has done to me over decades. Now I'm writing this out bc I would like you to know how he has manipulated and hurt me throughout my life. Mostly, to show you that he went to extremes bc my love for you was all encompassing. When he would put me under hypnosis I wouldn't relent. I wouldn't stop loving you. And he beat me up for it. Look, my sweet M&M, I don't want you to feel like you owe me anything. Or that you have to love me. No, I just want to clear the air finally. To bring truth to what was done. You deserve that. You went through so much as well. And I would love to keep this kind of stuff private but he took that away and im left to tell the world our story so you can at least know i never gave up on you. Bc a part of me knows you never gave up on me. Also, if anyone reads this I'm healed enough to talk about everything. Don't be sad for me. I'm a super resilient person at this point and mentally tough.💪
So here it goes ok, things that happened to me that he did:

1. He raped me along with other men.
2. He told me never to say anything or he would kill me and hurt you.
3. He said he would break us up if I said anything.
4. Later, after he was appointed the investigator of the gang rape he took me and used hypnosis and torture, so as to keep me from telling the truth.
5. Him and his buddies took me to a room to discuss how they were going to destroy "evidence" which was me. Someone mentioned "get her to kill herself". So JE used hypnosis and he almost succeeded except I was found on time. It was clear he needed me to appear crazy and suggested everything that happened was bc of my past. It was part of the script I was supposed to say.
6. It became clear you wanted justice and didn't know who JE really was. He had to block my memories by taking me to a hotel where he used torture and hypnosis at the same time. He repeatedly raped me at the hotel. 7. After several weekends I lost all conscious awareness of who you were M&M. You would appear and I wouldn't know your name or that we had a relationship.
7. He constantly blocked you and the investigation and turned it around on you M&M.
8. He used hypnosis on me to say you sexually assaulted me. I was being questioned in the same room that JE and the other men raped me. My supervisor was getting tired of waiting around bc I kept telling them "he didn't do anything wrong"... once my supervisor left JE brought out the gold chain (hypnosis) and recorded me saying you sexually assaulted me.
9. At this point I was trained with the hypnosis, but I fought hard for you. JE also used hypnosis on other woman and they accused you too.
10. He made sure to continue to degrade me to my supervisor and I got a "15" bc he insisted I was out of line for what happened between you and me..(SMH).
11. He took possession of all my paperwork and destroyed everything connected to you M&M. He destroyed every memory of us, and every picture. He destroyed "US".
12. He did various things to other women I'm not going to mention here.
13. He made up lies about my past to use and weaponize against me and you, or suggest it was for my protection he went to this extreme.
14. All communication between us both was severely compromised. I never received anything from you. He would make me dictate letters and write them out under hypnosis.
15. He forwarded all my mail to his home.
16. He has been monitoring my online activities since online became a thing.
17. Through hypnosis he was able to manage to get me into relationships that destroyed my self esteem and worth even moreso. This, bc he knew you were waiting it out. Even this last time with my ex husband. Relationships I would have never entered but he intervened.
18. He kept me from my Gd.
19. Throughout the time he took possession of me he painted himself as my boyfriend to others so that they wouldn't believe he was part of the gang rape or that he was continuing to rape me.
20. I was hypnotized to play a role and pretend that I wanted to be with him. That I loved him etc.
21. People found out so he put more pressure on me and really did such a number on me mentally that I would never know you M&M (not getting into how he tortured me to lose all conscious awareness of ever knowing you M&M)
22. He's most likely kept recordings and records of this as he plays for life, since what he did was catastrophic. Too many people found out the truth. I have my mind and voice back, which is the real truth.
23. He intervened with any success I could have had from going to grad school, including failing a class, gre,... having to leave prestigious work positions bc I didn't know why I was severely suffering from ptsd... bc part of the script is keeping me down. Too much clout and he won't be believed if I succeeded professionally.
24. My kiddo dude... this one kills me. I was kept down so much I hardly had the strength to fight anymore.
25. I was never going to remember you but I did... and I'm so very grateful 🙏 now. Bc I know what love really is. I have that at least.

There's a lot more but that would be longer and this is loonngg..
So dude, that's some of it. Just sad that I can't really discuss this in private with you bc he has compromised so much of my communication with you. The goal was for me to never know you or that I loved you so that I could clear your name and tell the truth of what was really done to us both.

(This is also a snippet from the book I will be publishing soon about my whole QAnon experience from falling in to getting out to the process of recovery.)
From my husband -
The first critical question to answer for yourself is: ‘How important is this relationship to me?’ If this is a relationship that you feel strongly you want to save, then you can do that. It will require putting some of your own beliefs aside—at least for the time being—so you don’t spend precious energy arguing about things you clearly disagree about.
Patience is key. This may be a phase, and this may be long term—even a forever shift. You just can’t know. I was advised to contemplate this two ways:
One: Think of this akin to something far less contentious, like a nonreligious person finding Jesus and becoming a Born Again Christian or embracing some other evangelical belief system. Once converted, the world is different for them. They see reality through a different lens, and no matter how hard you try you will NOT shift their view. So don’t even try. You have to accept that this is their view, and no amount of logic, science, pleasing, or anything else will change their mind.
Two: The second way of thinking about this is as an illness or an injury. Some would say falling down this rabbit hole is similar to a psychotic break. Taking that view, how would you show up for your fiancé if he broke his leg or had a head injury? Show up the same. Be loving. Be caring. Stay close so he doesn’t hurt himself or others, and be his protector to the extent he will allow it. Encourage him to be reflective enough not to make decisions or take actions that can have significant negative consequences while he is in an alternative reality or ungrounded state.
Next, if you want to work this through, here are some keywords that may become your gospel: patience, curiosity, balance, love, and support.
Curiosity: This was a hard one for me, but I signed on to it and did my best. Essentially, put your mind in a place of childlike curiosity. I had to constantly remind myself that no one really knows the objective truth. No one has enough information to be absolutely sure of their position. Therefore, can you leave room in your mind for the potential that what you have come to believe may not be so? If you can hold that and then listen to your beloved with curiosity, that will go a long way. I would also make an agreement with him—that he should not be seeking to change your views just as you commit not to try and change his. You will simply agree to share information with each other, but not debate.
Balance: I suspect your fiancé is deep in the rabbit hole and for him there is little else to focus on. It is almost a compulsive disorder. It is designed to be addictive. I suggest working hard to get him to focus on being present in life with you, focusing on aspects of being alive that are happening here and now. What do you enjoy doing together? What projects are important? What activities that have nothing to do with being online are essential to your well-being and enjoyment of life?
The discussion of beliefs and time spent ‘doing research’ needs to be limited to maybe one to two hours a day. Encourage him to stay aware of how his time spent scrolling online is taking away from his life, including connection with you, family, career productivity, etc. See if you can motivate and inspire him to strike a balance. That needs to be his commitment; to maintain balance and well-being in his own life, and to give energy and attention to nurturing your relationship together. Again, your work is to meet him with curiosity—to accept where he is at, rather than reacting to and judging him.
Love: Focus on your love and your dreams for your future. Remind him why the two of you have chosen each other. All of that still exists. It has been overshadowed by Q, but it is still there, and the balance will hopefully bring him back to remembering.
In the end, I needed to accept that my beloved might never come back to her old self. I needed to see if I could find a way for life to be good even if that was the case. I gave myself six months to see if we could find our way through, but I did not tell her. In that time, I needed to prove to myself that life with her could still be good. During that time, I fervently hoped she would return to the Alicia I remembered. I feel fortunate beyond words that she ‘came around’ almost exactly six months after she went down the rabbit hole. However, if she hadn’t, we had still worked out a way to be together. But life is much better with her back out of the rabbit hole.
Support: Find a network of people to support you. This will be very hard on you. And you want to show up as best you can—and so you need to have people you can turn to for strength, compassion, empathy, and the occasional shoulder to cry on. Find people who care about both of you, who will not judge him for his new beliefs but can have some understanding for the fact that this trap has pulled hundreds of thousands of people into it. Many good-hearted, intelligent people with the best of intentions have unwittingly slid down the rabbit hole, and once you are in, no one on the outside can save you. You have to get yourself out. Best to find support people who can have compassion for both of you, as judgment will likely drive him further away.
Friends, family, and my therapist were all important to our success, and I am indebted to their patience with me.

Me and my ex had a good 6 month long relationship. Talking and going on dates for about 5 months before that. Looking back there were red flags of her being dismissive avoidant, but we knew nothing about attachment theory until we broke up. She mentioned it once and that was it. It's been about 3 months since she blindsided me and life has been up and down. About a month after breaking up she went to a mental hospital for a few days and ever since she got back continues to avoid me really hard at school and just acts very different and even emo now. I only got one thing I think was a mixed signal where she wore clothes to school that we bought to match while in a relationship.
I also found out a few days ago that she's started to date this lesbian at my school. It's news to me considering my ex has dated nothing but boys and has had year long relationships with them as well as never really mentioning that she might be attracted to girls. It was only mentioned once when we found out from a mutual friend that this exact girl had a crush on her to which we had a convo about her sexuality. It sort of went like: "Are you attracted to girls?"
"Well in middle school one time I think I might've been with this one girl."
"I'm sorry"
I then questioned why she said sorry and the conclusion to the convo was just maybe she was trying to find her identity or explore in middle school considering she also had an emo phase in middle school too and she shouldn't feel bad. Not shaming her about anything.
I found out she is attracted to girls yesterday tho, was feeling super good and like I moved on until I looked at her Spotify like an idiot and saw a 6 hour-long playlist for this girl that had a selfie of them and a heart emoji title, as well as the playlist including one of the love songs she had for me. It hurt to see and I saw a similar playlist on the other girls profile. Since then I've unfollowed people that connect me with there accounts so I can't look at them anymore.
It's weird. I think either she thought I wouldn't accept her for being bisexual or gay and didn't tell me or she is trying to discover herself. I really don't know. I find it hurtful though that she's in a relationship but I'm kind of telling myself it's likely a rebound. I'm just very confused. Could that even be possible for someone to date the same gender if they're straight? I mean part of me is saying that this girl asked her to prom and they started dating and my ex is just using her to heal while also showing off. I know we have also had convos in the past where she said she had middle school relationships but didn't feel anything and just stayed in them for a while.
I don't know. Avoidants are very interesting people. I know many times my ex has gone through phases of trying to discover herself and later regretted it. Idk if this is another one of those or what. Either way, no matter the gender, the rebounding hurts.

I am currently living in my friend's house due to a situation that occurred a year ago. As I lived with my friend I came to find out that they were a false Christian (I'm a Christians as well). My friend does not live by God's wisdom. In the past they have disrespected me twice in a way that goes against the Golden Rule of the Bible, “Do unto others what you want others do to you (Matt. 7).” I have confronted them about their sinful behavior multiple times but they still refuse to confess their sin (They refuse to admit that what they did to me was sin according to God's command). Their pride irritates me, and it only irritates me more that they truly believe they love and obey God. “If we say, ‘We have fellowship with him,’ and yet we walk in darkness, we are lying and are not practicing the truth (1Jhn. 1:6).” I have prayed to God about this and he has been working in a way I did not see coming!
My friend and I go to the same church, I attend a bible study session before church. After bible study I was requested to be an usher at the church by an elder (this isn't my first time ushering in the church, I basically stand at one of the entrances handing out pamphlets). I accepted his request. During the service Psalm 84:10 was quoted, specifically parts of the verse reads, “I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness.” This is my first time hearing this verse so I didn't think much of it. After service me and my friend got into another argument (we argue occasionally). And during the argument they said to me that they can help me find another place to live (this isn't the first time they offered). And then eventually it suddenly hit me that God was showing me something. I approached my friend with how this is not a coincidence and that this is a sign from God. They rejected the sign by saying, “My house is not wicked.”
My friend still refuses to acknowledge their sins and does not believe in the sign. I know I can't force my friend to repent (change their mind), but it frustrates me how this person continues their foolish and disrespectful behavior. I have no choice but to tolerate them because I'm living in their house. Can anyone give me any tips or Bible verses as to how I can deal with my friend better? Thank you and God bless.

hiya! i'm looking for some nice and chill friends in around Queens, i'm quite an introverted person, so it takes quite a while to get to know me. some of my interest, i like to game (i used to game a lot but working has made that a lot harder nowadays). i like to play MMOs, i also love playing retro games, and some visual novels.
as for other tastes/interests, i like listening to shoegaze, i enjoy doing walks, taking pictures on my cam (i'd say i'm an amateur photographer), exploring new places/neighborhoods, and trying new food..
i'm looking perhaps to see if i could find some nice tabletop friends as well, for monopoly, scrabble, game of life board, so perhaps that'd be cool if we get to play together?
anyways, if you could relate to me in some way, then let's get to know each other more!, i am looking for girls more so than guys (please...). also, i'd prefer if you are lgbtq+ and 420 friendly!