Presentation thank you letter

Hello, I recently applied for the Capital One Savor One student card a few days ago, and I was given an Adverse Action Letter saying this:
"Thank you for applying for a credit card issued by Capital One®. We have reviewed your application and information obtained from your consumer credit report(s) from the consumer reporting agencies detailed on the back of this letter. Because your credit score was reported as missing or invalid, we also considered additional information provided by LexisNexis Risk Solutions Inc. Unfortunately, after considering the information available, we cannot approve your request at this time.
The reason(s) for our decision are:
• Based on your credit report from one or more of the agencies on the back of this letter, unable to validate phone number provided (LexisNexis Risk Solutions Inc.)"
This is the second time I have applied for this card. A few months ago, I got denied and was given a letter with the exact same reason, so I thought I would wait for a bit for the database to update. After I got denied the second time, I called LexisNexis and they said they had all of my information, but they did not have my phone number and could not update their database, even though I gave it to them and I was calling their consumer service line with it. I just don't know what to do in this situation.
Some extra info: I only have one credit card right now, the Discover It student card, and I have a credit score of around 700. I got my grandmother's phone number after she passed away, but even though that happened 8 years ago its possible that it is affecting the phone number getting verified.
Has anyone who has been in a similar situation have any advice?🤞

I hate that I use this account to post these sad rants but this is my new way of trying to explain myself. I’ve let months go by simply by accepting I’ll die soon.
I had my first serious attempt yesterday (none have come this close). Mother’s Day. Who does that ? My whole immediate family including young kids (my first baby cousins) came over. Usually at these parties I’m one of the best dressed, on making drinks, somehow am also the entertainer and the one to get the kids to sit/eat. Can’t even imagine my family getting to the house and finding me lifeless. Yet I still tried to die. Due to my appearance and having avoided my family for the last few months.. everyone asked me if I was “okay”. I was pretty good with avoiding these pursuits of answers by helping in the kitchen and playing with the kids. No sane adult is going to force you, an adult, to start explaining where/what you’ve been when a kid is playing with you or your hands are occupied. I pathetically took advantage of this. I’ve always been relatively close to my family but I’ve burned ties twice now. First time around this time last year and second time we are currently in. What got me out of that first time ? I’m not really sure. I think I just knew I had to try one more time before really giving up. There were some cornered moments and while my loved ones were just doing what family does (checking in) I just kept replaying my attempt that occurred precisely two hours before anyone got there. I wore a dress with a collar. This collar was important because my neck was extremely bruised and looked scratched. My attempt if not apparent by now was by partial hanging. I put makeup on it and left my hair down to cover. It wasn’t enough but this goes to show how good I was with avoiding eye contact and being investigated. My sister isn’t easily fooled. We were setting up some food before people arrived and she asked me what happened to my neck. I didn’t even take the time to come up with a story just in case. Was it a cry for help? I wasn’t going to let it be. I somehow blamed it on my necklace scratching me when I took it off. To this second I don’t know how she believed me or the conversation shifted. Must have been a combination of my tone/mannerism and her just going with the flow because I was actually present. I haven’t been with anyone in so long. My isolation has ruined everything. Anyways I put more concealer and kept a smile for my family. My dad walked into the gathering with flowers for everyone. After greeting everyone he approached me with my own orchid and a trinket for me. I am not a mother but he made it a point to include me and to remind me he thinks of me. The trinket can be described as a decoration for a table. An all in all thoughtful gift. It has in cursive “live the life you love, love the life you live” with a clip I’m guessing to add a picture. I immediately grabbed it, turned it around so I wasn’t reading it anymore, somehow changed the conversation and he being my father (I believe knows me more than I think), took the hint to walk away. I’m grateful he did because I was about to have a mental breakdown. I somehow held my tears back and forced my attention back to my baby cousin which wasn’t hard she was drawing and wanted me to see. After a bit of this she wanted to go by the front of the house to play and her mom was there alone. This is down a hall away from where we were. I felt time move slow as we made eye contact and my mouth go dry as the space between us was closing. I knew what was coming. Everyone else was congregated in the kitchen and family room. A simple what’s up how have you been was about to send me over the edge. I didn’t even notice I was holding my dads gift in my right hand. She grabbed my left hand and instinctively said “wow I’ve never seen your skin this pale it’s like porcelain”. She didn’t mean it in a bad way just stating a fact. I looked at her and as my eyes started tearing up she let go. She asked me if I was sad and I said I can’t talk now because I’ll lose it. Thing is once I start I can’t stop. I told her I needed to go to the bathroom. She called her daughter said we need to talk I said okay and went to my bathroom upstairs. As I stared at myself in the mirror now completely alone I realized just how different I have to look to everyone. I looked at my dads gift and really started crying. After a few sobs I somehow managed to stop crying and fix my makeup a bit. I went back down to the party mostly to try to prove I’m okay and avoid being a topic. I know this was the bare minimum thing to do. I know this isn’t who I should be. This weekend coming is a bigger party. Point is I barely survived yesterday. I’m one of the youngest in my family not including the baby cousins. That being said everyone is older and has way more stressors than me. They either have kids, their careers, more bills, and whatever else. These people manage to go to every party, maintain conversation, and overall be apart of the family. I 23 unemployed overweight believe I can’t get it together. I can’t be apart of anything. I went through college and from the moment that last semester ended didn’t know what the fuck to do next. Before my attempt yesterday morning I spent an hour on a suicide hotline. I never admitted to the woman on the phone how close I was to the edge. This is what I wrote down after the call “I told her almost everything. The isolation, how I let myself go, and how I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I couldn’t actually say what my plan was. The lady was really nice. We agreed I should face everyone and get professionally evaluated. I didn’t really mean it. I’m going to die before I face anyone and I couldn’t tell her I can’t tell anyone. She was a really nice lady. I wonder if she’s a mom. It’s Mother’s Day. Mommy I can’t do it. You were always there for me. Always answered me. I can’t answer you anymore. I wish I could’ve talked to you. I wish I would’ve just talked. For what it’s worth I do love you. “. My mother called me around 9AM Mother’s Day morning. Said she needs help getting gifts ready and I told her I felt bad. She said how everyone is worried and I have no reason to be this far gone/sad. I somehow got the conversation to end. She ended saying I was going to be okay that we’re going to get me a therapist just have to get through mothers day and next weeks party. I said I love you and immediately tied the belt around my neck. I was seeing black, choking, ears ringing, and arms shuffling. Something came over me and I got myself out of it. I didn’t even cry. I went to my bathroom showered, got dressed, and you know the rest. Now I’m here 4 o’clock the next day writing. I have spent the whole day in bed. I think subconsciously I’ve let myself go into this isolation to weaken my body. For it to be easier for me to die and severed connections for it to be easier for those around me. I don’t know what I want from writing this down. I know my throat feels sore and I think I want to know why this is happening. I want to somehow try to put a reasoning behind everything. Somehow find a way to maybe really talk to one of the people that care without breaking down and shooting blanks with my mouth. I’ve tried even though it looks to those around me I haven’t. Thanks for reading.. comments are sincerely appreciated.

Im planning on applying for the first time next cycle and expecting to end with a wGPA in the mid 3.6 range. I'll be applying to UofA and UofC as an IP applicant and have yet to do the MCAT so as of now I currently only have my EC's to go off of and was wanting to know if and how I should improve upon those.
I have tried to focus on doing things that I am personally interested in and not doing the fluff work, but seeing some of the other students here get rejected with seemingly better EC's than me makes me a little unconfident in my standing. My EC's are(in chronological order):

• Committee member of youth leadership council(8 months)
• Digital Literacy Teacher for people with disabilities(~ 1 year)
• Fundraising volunteer for the local children's hospital(~70 hours across a 1 year span)
• VP of video games club on campus(>1000 hours across 3 years)
• 2 summers of research for a neuro lab and then a cardio lab(hoping for publication and presentation this summer)
• Founded a student mental health and wellness club on campus set to start in the coming school year
• Currently creating a study app with a group of friends in uni

I understand that a lot of these EC's seem unrelated but I am hoping to write about these more from a perspective of leadership and collaboration based on the CanMEd framework. Based on this, do you guys think my EC's are sufficient for UofA and/or UofC given my poor GPA, or do you guys think I need more work?
Thank you in advance!

Hi all, My daughter is in bootcamp and I finally got my first letter from her today. She asked me to send her shoes. She has boots and said Reddit could help me with the shoes she is needing/ wanting. I have no idea what she needs, can y'all help me figure it out? Thank you in advance.

Hello all, with OCPD being a personality disorder, such traits shouldn’t be present or solidified until young adulthood given brain development. When did everyone start noticing their traits? Anyone like this since early youth? Anyone have any thoughts about their development of this? Thank you!

Hello!
I am currently filing documents for a change in status and one of my middle names has a letter with an accent (é). Should I write this name as it is on my passport/birth country ID? Or should I not put the accent and simply write an “e” rather than a “é”?
Thank you! I apologise if it has been asked before!

Hi,
we're two friends and former colleagues and we have a dream of making our mobile game named Rune Alchemy, an action fantasy rpg where you combine runes to cast spells. We set up a Kickstarter campaign for this project and turned it on 2 days ago.
We commissioned the pre-production phase to a gaming outsourcing development company named Brave Zebra and now we need funds to access the production phase, to make an MVP.
We added a gameplay simulation of the combat system in the video presentation, made by me and my friend and we thoroughly explained the game mechanics in the written part.
Here's the link: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/francesconele/rune-alchemy
Thanks!

So far sales had been steady but not spectacular. Jenna hoped they would pick up after the school let out. She chatted and sampled with customers, pitching her spiel about supporting their troop's efforts to earn badges. It was fun work even if tiring on her feet.
Gazing up at the cloudless sky, Jenna wondered idly if it might rain later. The forecast hadn't mentioned anything, but you never knew. A tiny speck in the distance caught her eye. She squinted, trying to make it out. It grew rapidly in size—and shape. Whatever it was, it wasn't a bird.
"Hey Jamie, do you see that?" Jenna nudged her friend, pointing. Now the other girls had turned to look as well. What had been a speck was now clearly some large, cylindrical object descending from the heavens. It shone silvery-grey in the sunlight.
"Is that...a rocket ship?" breathed Tammy.
As it neared the treetops, its design became evident. Definitely not any spacecraft Jenna had seen on the news or in movies. It was smoothly rounded on all ends, with no visible engines or fins. Eerily silent, it drifted toward an open field and settled softly on four tapering legs.
The girls stared open-mouthed, cookies momentarily forgotten. A hatch appeared in the side of the ship. Light spilled out, glowing an ethereal blue. Then towering figures emerged, moving with an inhuman grace.
Jenna caught her breath. Peering closer, she could just make out bipedal forms wrapped in loose, silvery garments. Their limbs seemed overly long and jointed in odd places. As they turned in her direction, two dark eyes set wide in hairless faces met hers. No nose or mouth was visible beneath.
"Aliens," Jamie whispered. "Actual aliens. I don't believe it."
Tammy squeaked and clung to Jenna's arm. But Jenna's mind was racing. This was an incredible opportunity, too good to pass up. She flashed the others a mischievous smile. "Come on, girls. Let's go make some sales!"
The troop fell into step behind her as she marched into the field. The creatures had paused, gazing around at their surroundings with a palpable air of curiosity and caution. As Jenna neared, they angled their expressive eyes down at the little band approaching. Up close, their skin shimmered in shades of aqua and moss green, veined with silvery networks.
The tallest one shifted its gaze between the girls, as if taking their measure. It spoke, but the sound was like rushing wind and dripping water blended into an eerie melody. Its friends chattered in response, their voices blending into a dissonant choir.
Undeterred, Jenna beamed and proudly presented her box of Thin Mints. "Cookies!" she enunciated clearly. "Would you like to buy some cookies?" To her astonishment, a glowing rectangle like a computer screen lit up on the tall one's torso. Words scrolled across it in crisp English letters.
WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND. WHAT ARE COOKIES? IT SEEMS YOU ARE SELLING SOMETHING, BUT WE HAVE NO CURRENCY OF YOUR WORLD.
Jamie leaned in to whisper, eyes shining, "They can understand us! This is so cool."
Jenna gathered her thoughts, focusing on her sales pitch despite everything unusual about the situation. "Cookies are a sweet treat made of chocolate and biscuits. They're very popular here on Earth. And all the money we earn from selling them goes towards fun trips and learning new skills as Girl Scouts. Please, won't you buy a box to help support our troop? I'm sure you'll love them!"
The aliens conferred amongst themselves, still in untranslatablespeech. Finally, the glowing display lit up again. I APOLOGIZE, BUT WE HAVE NO MEANS OF TRANSACTION. WE ARE EXPLORERS HERE IN PEACE TO STUDY YOUR WORLD. PERHAPS ANOTHER TIME WE CAN BARTER. FOR NOW, WE ONLY WISH TO LEARN.
Jenna tried to hide her disappointment. This wasn't how she'd envisioned the interaction going at all. But she had come this far, so she wasn't giving up yet. An idea bloomed in her mind. "Well, since you want to learn about us, how about a trade? We'll give you a box of cookies to try in exchange for letting our whole troop come aboard your ship for a little while. What do you say?"
The girls held their breath. This was assuredly against every safety rule. But an opportunity for an out of this world experience was too enticing to pass up. The aliens conversed quietly before responding.
VERY WELL, HUMAN CHILDREN. FOR THE SAKE OF CULTURAL EXCHANGE, WE AGREE TO YOUR TRADE. COME, WE SHALL GIVE YOU A TOUR OF OUR VESSEL.
Screeches of delight arose from the Scout troop. Jenna tried to shush them, not wanting the aliens to change their minds. But she couldn't contain her own grin of excitement and triumph. This was going to be one very memorable cookie sale!
Jenna stepped forward nervously, holding out the box of Thin Mints for the aliens to see. She did her best salesperson smile while gesturing to the colorful packaging. "Cookies!" she said again loudly and clearly.
The tallest alien leaned down, its large dark eyes fixing on the box in Jenna's hands. A long, nimble finger reached out to poke gently at the box, then drew back just as swiftly. Its companions murmured again in their strange tongue.
Frustrated not being able to communicate properly, Jenna popped open the lid so the sweet scent could waft up. She took one mint and mimed taking a bite, sighing happily and rubbing her belly. The aliens copied the sign for stomach, looking quizzical.
An idea sparked in Jenna's mind. Rummaging in her bag, she pulled out her phone and found the notepad app. Typing awkwardly with her thumbs, she showed them the words "Will you trade for this?" Arrows pointed to the cookies and to their ship.
A spark of understanding lit in the aliens' eyes as they studied the makeshift message. Their glowing display lit up in response. I APOLOGIZE, SMALL HUMAN, BUT WE HAVE NOTHING OF VALUE FROM OUR WORLD TO OFFER IN RETURN. OUR MISSION HERE IS ONE OF DISCOVERY ONLY.
"Please?" Jenna typed, giving her best pleading look. The girls clustered behind her, joining in the silent begging. But the aliens only seemed perplexed by this behavior.
Suddenly Tammy piped up, "What if we clean your ship for you? We'll dust and sweep and take out the garbage." The others stared at her, surprised by this inventive offer.
The display considered this. THAT IS A GENEROUS OFFER. HOWEVER, OUR CRAFT UTILIZES TECHNOLOGY FAR BEYOND YOUR WORLD'S CURRENT STAGE. I DOUBT YOU COULD PERFORM MAINTENANCE TO OUR STANDARDS.
At this rejection, the girls deflated with twin sounds of disappointment. But Jenna wasn't giving up yet. She furiously texted another message. "How about you give us a little tour then? We promise to be very careful and not touch anything."
The aliens conferred quietly amongst themselves for several moments. The girls held their breath, hoping their persistence was finally paying off. Then the glowing display lit up once more.
VERY WELL, SMALL HUMANS. FOR THE SAKE OF CULTURAL EXCHANGE, WE WILL ALLOW YOU A BRIEF LOOK INSIDE OUR VESSEL. BUT YOU MUST FOLLOW OUR INSTRUCTIONS CAREFULLY. OUR TECHNOLOGY COULD PROVE DANGEROUS IF MISUSED.
The Girl Scouts whooped and cheered, doing a little victory dance. Jenna grinned, popping another Thin Mint in her mouth triumphantly. "Deal! Thank you so much for this."
The tallest alien gestured gracefully with one long arm. "THIS WAY, YOUNG ONES. WE SHALL BEGIN OUR TOUR."
Clutching their cookie boxes eagerly, the girls fell into line behind the extraterrestrials. They followed them up a floating gangway into the belly of the ship.
Inside, the walls glowed with an otherworldly luminescence. Strange symbols and interfaces winked all around, totally indecipherable. The floors felt bouncy underfoot, as if made of gelatin.
"Wow," breathed Jamie. "It's so beautiful in here."
The aliens guided them through sleek corridors and compartments full of glowing tech. They pointed out living quarters, a laboratory, hydroponic gardens, and an observation deck showing the curve of the Earth.
In the cockpit, countless viewscreens displayed alien constellations and scans of their small town below. Control panels rippled like liquid mercury beneath touch.
"This is where we navigated our journey to your solar system," explained their guides. "Truly a marvel, the distances stars can be bridged.
Tammy peered out the main viewing portal. "Your ship is so fast! How did you get here from wherever you came from?"
As the explorers launched into an explanation involving hyperdrives and folded spacetime, Jenna began to lose the thread. Space travel clearly worked very differently where these beings hailed from.
Their tour lasted nearly an hour, the aliens answering every barrage of questions patiently. All too soon, it was over, and they found themselves back outside in the late afternoon sun
"Thank you so much for the amazing tour!" Jenna gushed, hugging her now-empty cookie box. "Learning about aliens is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
The tallest being dipped its head graciously. "IT WAS OUR PLEASURE, SMALL HUMANS. YOU HAVE PROVIDED US AN INSIGHT INTO YOUR YOUNG ONES AS WELL."
Its fellows chattered in their musical language, some holding half-eaten cookies and gesturing appreciatively. Jenna beamed, glad they seemed to have enjoyed the treats.
"Will you come back to see us again?" asked Jamie hopefully.
"PERHAPS, IF OUR EXPLORATIONS BRING US BACK THIS WAY," was the reply. "BUT FOR NOW, WE MUST RESUME OUR JOURNEY AMONG THE STARS. FAREWELL, AND THANK YOU ONCE MORE FOR YOUR HOSPITALITY.
The aliens turned as one and glided back up the gangway. The rockets flared, rising gracefully into the sky until they vanished into the dusk.
The girls stood watching long after, buzzing with excited chatter about this unforgettable day. In the end, it had been the best cookie sale ever. Maybe even worth breaking a few rules...

My daughter is female 3 years old and has always had ear issues. She had tubes put in around 1 year ago. A few months ago she started having drainage and her first issues since the tubes were inserted. She was using oflaxin drops and it helped some but drainage was not clearing completely. She was also put on oral antibiotics to see if that would help clear it which also helped some but it still came back. When she got into the ENT they suctioned out the drainage and did a culture which came back showing yeast. In between the days when she saw the ENT and the result came back we moved out of state. So her treatment is slightly delayed. The ENT sent Ciprofloxin and Dexamethasone drops and advised us to get into an ENT here ASAP. She saw a doctor shortly after we got here, around 1.5 month ago, who sent a referral to ENT and her ear seemed to be doing better so she told us to keep using drops if needed until she gets into ENT and come back in if things do happen to get worse. Last week I took her back in because the drainage was getting worse but it still seems to come and go. She took another culture which came back positive for the Candida albicans & Rare Streptococcus viridans group also. The doctor sent an urgent referral and she is now able to get into the ENT much sooner in about 2 weeks as opposed to months. I have been trying to find info on the streptococcus veridan in the ear but I can’t find much on it specific to the ear. Or much about it also present with candida. We were told to use the oflaxin drops until her appointment. I’m sure I will find out more information at her appointment, but if anyone has any information, know where I can find more info, or has any experience with this relating to the ear I would appreciate it! I tried not to fall into the google rabbit hole but the stuff I have found, while not necessarily relating to ear, is enough to worry me. So I am just a looking for info on this topic as I am anxiously awaiting her appointment. Thank you!

So far sales had been steady but not spectacular. Jenna hoped they would pick up after the school let out. She chatted and sampled with customers, pitching her spiel about supporting their troop's efforts to earn badges. It was fun work even if tiring on her feet.
Gazing up at the cloudless sky, Jenna wondered idly if it might rain later. The forecast hadn't mentioned anything, but you never knew. A tiny speck in the distance caught her eye. She squinted, trying to make it out. It grew rapidly in size—and shape. Whatever it was, it wasn't a bird.
"Hey Jamie, do you see that?" Jenna nudged her friend, pointing. Now the other girls had turned to look as well. What had been a speck was now clearly some large, cylindrical object descending from the heavens. It shone silvery-grey in the sunlight.
"Is that...a rocket ship?" breathed Tammy.
As it neared the treetops, its design became evident. Definitely not any spacecraft Jenna had seen on the news or in movies. It was smoothly rounded on all ends, with no visible engines or fins. Eerily silent, it drifted toward an open field and settled softly on four tapering legs.
The girls stared open-mouthed, cookies momentarily forgotten. A hatch appeared in the side of the ship. Light spilled out, glowing an ethereal blue. Then towering figures emerged, moving with an inhuman grace.
Jenna caught her breath. Peering closer, she could just make out bipedal forms wrapped in loose, silvery garments. Their limbs seemed overly long and jointed in odd places. As they turned in her direction, two dark eyes set wide in hairless faces met hers. No nose or mouth was visible beneath.
"Aliens," Jamie whispered. "Actual aliens. I don't believe it."
Tammy squeaked and clung to Jenna's arm. But Jenna's mind was racing. This was an incredible opportunity, too good to pass up. She flashed the others a mischievous smile. "Come on, girls. Let's go make some sales!"
The troop fell into step behind her as she marched into the field. The creatures had paused, gazing around at their surroundings with a palpable air of curiosity and caution. As Jenna neared, they angled their expressive eyes down at the little band approaching. Up close, their skin shimmered in shades of aqua and moss green, veined with silvery networks.
The tallest one shifted its gaze between the girls, as if taking their measure. It spoke, but the sound was like rushing wind and dripping water blended into an eerie melody. Its friends chattered in response, their voices blending into a dissonant choir.
Undeterred, Jenna beamed and proudly presented her box of Thin Mints. "Cookies!" she enunciated clearly. "Would you like to buy some cookies?" To her astonishment, a glowing rectangle like a computer screen lit up on the tall one's torso. Words scrolled across it in crisp English letters.
WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND. WHAT ARE COOKIES? IT SEEMS YOU ARE SELLING SOMETHING, BUT WE HAVE NO CURRENCY OF YOUR WORLD.
Jamie leaned in to whisper, eyes shining, "They can understand us! This is so cool."
Jenna gathered her thoughts, focusing on her sales pitch despite everything unusual about the situation. "Cookies are a sweet treat made of chocolate and biscuits. They're very popular here on Earth. And all the money we earn from selling them goes towards fun trips and learning new skills as Girl Scouts. Please, won't you buy a box to help support our troop? I'm sure you'll love them!"
The aliens conferred amongst themselves, still in untranslatablespeech. Finally, the glowing display lit up again. I APOLOGIZE, BUT WE HAVE NO MEANS OF TRANSACTION. WE ARE EXPLORERS HERE IN PEACE TO STUDY YOUR WORLD. PERHAPS ANOTHER TIME WE CAN BARTER. FOR NOW, WE ONLY WISH TO LEARN.
Jenna tried to hide her disappointment. This wasn't how she'd envisioned the interaction going at all. But she had come this far, so she wasn't giving up yet. An idea bloomed in her mind. "Well, since you want to learn about us, how about a trade? We'll give you a box of cookies to try in exchange for letting our whole troop come aboard your ship for a little while. What do you say?"
The girls held their breath. This was assuredly against every safety rule. But an opportunity for an out of this world experience was too enticing to pass up. The aliens conversed quietly before responding.
VERY WELL, HUMAN CHILDREN. FOR THE SAKE OF CULTURAL EXCHANGE, WE AGREE TO YOUR TRADE. COME, WE SHALL GIVE YOU A TOUR OF OUR VESSEL.
Screeches of delight arose from the Scout troop. Jenna tried to shush them, not wanting the aliens to change their minds. But she couldn't contain her own grin of excitement and triumph. This was going to be one very memorable cookie sale!
Jenna stepped forward nervously, holding out the box of Thin Mints for the aliens to see. She did her best salesperson smile while gesturing to the colorful packaging. "Cookies!" she said again loudly and clearly.
The tallest alien leaned down, its large dark eyes fixing on the box in Jenna's hands. A long, nimble finger reached out to poke gently at the box, then drew back just as swiftly. Its companions murmured again in their strange tongue.
Frustrated not being able to communicate properly, Jenna popped open the lid so the sweet scent could waft up. She took one mint and mimed taking a bite, sighing happily and rubbing her belly. The aliens copied the sign for stomach, looking quizzical.
An idea sparked in Jenna's mind. Rummaging in her bag, she pulled out her phone and found the notepad app. Typing awkwardly with her thumbs, she showed them the words "Will you trade for this?" Arrows pointed to the cookies and to their ship.
A spark of understanding lit in the aliens' eyes as they studied the makeshift message. Their glowing display lit up in response. I APOLOGIZE, SMALL HUMAN, BUT WE HAVE NOTHING OF VALUE FROM OUR WORLD TO OFFER IN RETURN. OUR MISSION HERE IS ONE OF DISCOVERY ONLY.
"Please?" Jenna typed, giving her best pleading look. The girls clustered behind her, joining in the silent begging. But the aliens only seemed perplexed by this behavior.
Suddenly Tammy piped up, "What if we clean your ship for you? We'll dust and sweep and take out the garbage." The others stared at her, surprised by this inventive offer.
The display considered this. THAT IS A GENEROUS OFFER. HOWEVER, OUR CRAFT UTILIZES TECHNOLOGY FAR BEYOND YOUR WORLD'S CURRENT STAGE. I DOUBT YOU COULD PERFORM MAINTENANCE TO OUR STANDARDS.
At this rejection, the girls deflated with twin sounds of disappointment. But Jenna wasn't giving up yet. She furiously texted another message. "How about you give us a little tour then? We promise to be very careful and not touch anything."
The aliens conferred quietly amongst themselves for several moments. The girls held their breath, hoping their persistence was finally paying off. Then the glowing display lit up once more.
VERY WELL, SMALL HUMANS. FOR THE SAKE OF CULTURAL EXCHANGE, WE WILL ALLOW YOU A BRIEF LOOK INSIDE OUR VESSEL. BUT YOU MUST FOLLOW OUR INSTRUCTIONS CAREFULLY. OUR TECHNOLOGY COULD PROVE DANGEROUS IF MISUSED.
The Girl Scouts whooped and cheered, doing a little victory dance. Jenna grinned, popping another Thin Mint in her mouth triumphantly. "Deal! Thank you so much for this."
The tallest alien gestured gracefully with one long arm. "THIS WAY, YOUNG ONES. WE SHALL BEGIN OUR TOUR."
Clutching their cookie boxes eagerly, the girls fell into line behind the extraterrestrials. They followed them up a floating gangway into the belly of the ship.
Inside, the walls glowed with an otherworldly luminescence. Strange symbols and interfaces winked all around, totally indecipherable. The floors felt bouncy underfoot, as if made of gelatin.
"Wow," breathed Jamie. "It's so beautiful in here."
The aliens guided them through sleek corridors and compartments full of glowing tech. They pointed out living quarters, a laboratory, hydroponic gardens, and an observation deck showing the curve of the Earth.
In the cockpit, countless viewscreens displayed alien constellations and scans of their small town below. Control panels rippled like liquid mercury beneath touch.
"This is where we navigated our journey to your solar system," explained their guides. "Truly a marvel, the distances stars can be bridged.
Tammy peered out the main viewing portal. "Your ship is so fast! How did you get here from wherever you came from?"
As the explorers launched into an explanation involving hyperdrives and folded spacetime, Jenna began to lose the thread. Space travel clearly worked very differently where these beings hailed from.
Their tour lasted nearly an hour, the aliens answering every barrage of questions patiently. All too soon, it was over, and they found themselves back outside in the late afternoon sun
"Thank you so much for the amazing tour!" Jenna gushed, hugging her now-empty cookie box. "Learning about aliens is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
The tallest being dipped its head graciously. "IT WAS OUR PLEASURE, SMALL HUMANS. YOU HAVE PROVIDED US AN INSIGHT INTO YOUR YOUNG ONES AS WELL."
Its fellows chattered in their musical language, some holding half-eaten cookies and gesturing appreciatively. Jenna beamed, glad they seemed to have enjoyed the treats.
"Will you come back to see us again?" asked Jamie hopefully.
"PERHAPS, IF OUR EXPLORATIONS BRING US BACK THIS WAY," was the reply. "BUT FOR NOW, WE MUST RESUME OUR JOURNEY AMONG THE STARS. FAREWELL, AND THANK YOU ONCE MORE FOR YOUR HOSPITALITY.
The aliens turned as one and glided back up the gangway. The rockets flared, rising gracefully into the sky until they vanished into the dusk.
The girls stood watching long after, buzzing with excited chatter about this unforgettable day. In the end, it had been the best cookie sale ever. Maybe even worth breaking a few rules...

To keep it short, my insurance lapsed on my vehicle back in November 2023. I was sent a notification letter from my insurance company (GEICO) a few months back, however I had moved from my old address and did not receive it as I had moved away. I surrendered my plates this march and am currently serving out my 105 day suspension. I am completely at fault on this and I am aware of this fact.
That being said, aside from surrendering my plates, at the time of surrender, I was not asked to provide anything else, and I was wondering if I have not provided the DMV anything else that might extend my suspension. Do I need to provide them my license as well as my registration?
All help is appreciated, thank you for your time.

I don’t like using dating apps because they all seem uncomfortable to me. I’ve failed at using them and I’ve also failed at attempting to approach dating in real life. Part of the reason why I failed so much is because I never been in a relationship in all my life. I’ve also lacked real life friends. I always get stuck talking to people who don’t match my personality or interest and ghost me when I tell them more about myself. That’s probably why I don’t open up more to people. I’m afraid of the outcome. I’m not perfect and unfortunately people strive for perfection. I’ve always put in the effort and truly want to experience loving someone. I’ve always wanted to experience the silly moments. I’ve always wanted to enjoy company with someone where I can put overthinking aside. I’m someone who enjoys moments of quiet without expecting someone to talk to me. I believe being comfortable is key to having good communication. I know saying all of this is meaningless for some because preferences is key but that’s just how I’ve been thinking lately. I will treat this like my journal.
My life a years ago while suffering through depression and anxiety affected me greatly. I’ve been dealing with negative energy which caused me to be unestablished with life with no type of motivational goals. I was extremely over weight laying in bed all day doing nothing but playing games. My family had put a lot of their problems on me and I was usually the scapegoat for their narcissistic traits. Regardless, I am still grateful because my life could have been worse.
My life now changed a lot. Currently I’m finishing up my first year in college studying for a technology degree. I’ve always wanted to experience college and I also wanted to have a good future with a degree that can open up multiple opportunities for me. I’ve also lost a significant amount of weight. I don’t have the “ideal” body that most look for but I’ve been feeling better for myself recently which is all I need. Self care plays a major role in changing my wellbeing. I picked up some new hobbies a long the way. Ive been fascinated with aquariums and aquascaping. I’ve been in love with nature and everything to do with it. I’ve also started watching more shows and movies.
If you’ve reached the end, I appreciate you giving the time to even read this. I don’t like sharing my name randomly but you can call me Ken for now. I’m willing to show my picture so don’t be afraid to ask. My height is 5’9, I’m a black American with a light skin complexion. I wear glasses, I don’t have any tattoos, I don’t have any piercings, I don’t smoke or do drugs, I drink on special occasions but would be nice to finally have someone to casually drink with, I normally dress presentable, I smile a lot and tend to be silly, I don’t mind any humor. I lean more to be extremely introverted which gave me my shy and awkward traits, I am respectful and treat people how I want to be treated. I love to game, watch streams, watch YouTube, watch anime and read manga. When I’m not too focused on college I tend to do them more. I don’t mind going out which is something I would love to get more comfortable with. I’m always willing to try new hobbies.
All that I can ask from you is to be patient with me. Most importantly, JUST BE YOU. Besides interest being the most important thing when it comes to connecting, I would appreciate someone closer to me in NYC or train distance. I will consider other distance if the connection is right. I tend to stick to one person than multiple people at one time. I want to be able to understand you how you would understand me. So please, to avoid certain spams, can you tell me about yourself just like how I did in this post of mine. Thank you.

I don’t like using dating apps because they all seem uncomfortable to me. I’ve failed at using them and I’ve also failed at attempting to approach dating in real life. Part of the reason why I failed so much is because I never been in a relationship in all my life. I’ve also lacked real life friends. I always get stuck talking to people who don’t match my personality or interest and ghost me when I tell them more about myself. That’s probably why I don’t open up more to people. I’m afraid of the outcome. I’m not perfect and unfortunately people strive for perfection. I’ve always put in the effort and truly want to experience loving someone. I’ve always wanted to experience the silly moments. I’ve always wanted to enjoy company with someone where I can put overthinking aside. I’m someone who enjoys moments of quiet without expecting someone to talk to me. I believe being comfortable is key to having good communication. I know saying all of this is meaningless for some because preferences is key but that’s just how I’ve been thinking lately. I will treat this like my journal.
My life a years ago while suffering through depression and anxiety affected me greatly. I’ve been dealing with negative energy which caused me to be unestablished with life with no type of motivational goals. I was extremely over weight laying in bed all day doing nothing but playing games. My family had put a lot of their problems on me and I was usually the scapegoat for their narcissistic traits. Regardless, I am still grateful because my life could have been worse.
My life now changed a lot. Currently I’m finishing up my first year in college studying for a technology degree. I’ve always wanted to experience college and I also wanted to have a good future with a degree that can open up multiple opportunities for me. I’ve also lost a significant amount of weight. I don’t have the “ideal” body that most look for but I’ve been feeling better for myself recently which is all I need. Self care plays a major role in changing my wellbeing. I picked up some new hobbies a long the way. Ive been fascinated with aquariums and aquascaping. I’ve been in love with nature and everything to do with it. I’ve also started watching more shows and movies.
If you’ve reached the end, I appreciate you giving the time to even read this. I don’t like sharing my name randomly but you can call me Ken for now. I’m willing to show my picture so don’t be afraid to ask. My height is 5’9, I’m a black American with a light skin complexion. I wear glasses, I don’t have any tattoos, I don’t have any piercings, I don’t smoke or do drugs, I drink on special occasions but would be nice to finally have someone to casually drink with, I normally dress presentable, I smile a lot and tend to be silly, I don’t mind any humor. I lean more to be extremely introverted which gave me my shy and awkward traits, I am respectful and treat people how I want to be treated. I love to game, watch streams, watch YouTube, watch anime and read manga. When I’m not too focused on college I tend to do them more. I don’t mind going out which is something I would love to get more comfortable with. I’m always willing to try new hobbies.
All that I can ask from you is to be patient with me. Most importantly, JUST BE YOU. Besides interest being the most important thing when it comes to connecting, I would appreciate someone closer to me in NYC or train distance. I will consider other distance if the connection is right. I tend to stick to one person than multiple people at one time. I want to be able to understand you how you would understand me. So please, to avoid certain spams, can you tell me about yourself just like how I did in this post of mine. Thank you.

Hi all,
I am trying to do a wedding signage DIY project using white vinyl letters on mirrors.
I am a new owner of a cricut joy extra and don't really know where to start.
What would you recommend as an affordable + decent quality white removable vinyl paper option?
Should I purchase the cricut brand or are there other brands that offer similar quality but much more affordable price? A lot of Amazon products have a 60% ish rating and I am a little concerned.
Thank you!

Hello all! I’m a big Charlotte Dobre fan, and a long time lurker in the community. It took some time for me to work up the courage to post this story, but I feel as thought I am finally ready to share.
So a bit of background. I had this friend group of a few women throughout my high school and college years and into my adult life. They were all like sisters to me and we got along well. Most of these friends I made in high school, such as Kate and Mary, two of the friends this story involves, but one, whose shall call Lauren, which this story now revolves around, I had had since kindergarten. We were the quintessential childhood friends. I was even her maid of honor in her wedding; we were that close. However, this story does not involve her wedding which was by and large lovely. This story takes place a few years after the fact.
Now, I know I am a people pleaser. Because of my nature, I look for the best in people almost to a fault. As such, I was bullied more than once growing up and while I stood up for myself when it was blatant, sometimes I wasn’t able to do so when it was the more insidious, backstabbing sort of bullying. I have also been bad with social cues my whole life (ADHD can do that) so I was often blindsided by backstabbing since I never even knew I had angered the person in question. Because of this, I used to encourage people to be brutally honest with me, and perhaps therein lies some fault of my own. In any case though, looking back, I realize now that while things hadn’t always been bad, at some point, my friends, specifically Lauren had stopped treating right. They were always sarcastic people and even proud of this fact, but sarcasm and being downright mean have a veeeeeery thin line between them. I cannot recount everything they said or did, but I can recount some. They yelled at me for silly jokes (I made a TAZ joke during a DND session Lauren was running and she about ripped my throat out), they would often ignore or give me silent treatments, and I was gaslit in the regular by Mary, especially.
I often left our hangouts feeling not so great about myself and eventually tried to bring up my hurt feelings a couple times. It did not go well, resulting in fights and threats to the friendship that would only calm when I apologized.
I should also take time to state that this group, specifically Lauren and an extended group of her friends that I was becoming acquainted with, would often find someone who did something “problematic” and would unceremoniously ostracize and cut them off, dubbing them as “toxic.” However, when this started I was so deep in, I didn’t question it, assuming I didn’t know the full situation. I, in passing, would worry it might happen to me eventually, but pushed away that fear, believing I was a good person and so were they, so that wouldnt come to pass. How wrong I was.
Anyways, to the day in question. I went into our shared Discord group, just to browse and chat since I had some extra time on my hands. Now, I want to preface this with the fact I am not a religious person, but I am spiritual, and I identify as a Christian in large part. I noticed that day, they put up a meme in the group chat insulting Christianity directly. I did not find it funny, but I kept my cool and messaged Kate, who originally posted it, that I was a Christian, and while she did not mean anything by it, I was sure, I wanted her to please take it down. Instead of apologizing, acquiescing, or anything like that, she mercilessly ripped into me, back up by all the others, except Lauren, who was offline the time. I immediately felt bad for rocking the boat, but luckily, my dear sister Mags was there and helped me stand my ground, checking my messages before I sent them, so as to make sure they were coherent and not too emotional (she did this with my blessing, just so everyone is aware).
After a while of Mary gaslighting me and Kate just being straight up mean, Kate comes out with “I can’t worry about what offends you. That’s not my problem.” I in turn tell her she is echoing the sentiments of the alt right, which in turn makes her demand an apology for calling her a N**i or she’ll block me. I never used that word, but I hold my ground and say “I can’t worry about what offends you. That’s not my problem.” Then summarily block her.
By now, I’m in tears, like uncontrollably sobbing. My sister comforts me and eventually I calm, though I am still horribly depressed. The drama has not yet abated though, for soon I realize that Lauren has deleted me from the DND group chat I shared with her, Kate and a few others. I message her right away and she states that I was mean to Kate and she thought it best that I was kicked out of the group. I ask her if this is her way of cutting ties with me and she says unless I apologize, then yes. I refuse to apologize and though I am horribly sad, we bid each other goodbye and I believed amicably part ways.
Cut to a couple days later. I noticed that on Facebook, mutual friends of Lauren’s and mine are unfreezing and even blocking me. I have no problem dea what is happening, but put two and two together and realize that Lauren must be talking s**t. I message a mutual friend and she confirms, saying she doesn’t want to associate with someone who could do that to Lauren. I have no idea what “that” is or how Lauren was even hurt by me since she had wanted to part ways, we did so supposedly amiably, and she hadn’t even been PRESENT during the initial argument. I am horrified and here’s where I might be the ahole. I went into panic mode and message every mutual friend of outlet, telling them not to believe her in an attempt to salvage these “friendships.” Instead of support, an onslaught of hatred and vile messages invaded my inbox, telling me just terrible things. I won’t recount them here, but I was bawling by the end and had to leave work early that day since I was in such a terrible mental state. Needless to say, I unfriended all and block most of our mutual friends-turned-flying monkeys.
That was largely the end of it. A few more messages passed between Lauren and me, consisting of me both apologizing for the knee jerk message, but also damning her. She called me abusive and said I was an awful friend. I eventually blocked her number.
It’s been a couple years but I am still hurting from this incident. I am on the mend, thanks to therapy, my remaining friends and loving family. I work everyday to leave it behind me, but I still have to wonder.. Am I the ahole?

I was taking 400-800 mg everyday for 4 weeks before I decided to stop because of all the side effects. But I was already physically dependent by then. I dropped too quickly because my doctor told me there would be no withdrawals, which led to a few weeks of insanity and what felt like the worst hangover I’d ever had. I also hurt my back because of the coordination issues gabapentin can cause.
That was about 7 months ago and thankfully my back is okay again. I’m at 145 mg per day now and slowly doing a water taper, dropping by about 10% every week and a half. My clarity is coming back and I’m having less side effects at lower doses. With that being said, my mood is still all over the place and I’m pretty sensitive to any stress right now.
If you have any tapering tips please share them here. This is a quick list of things that have helped me so far and some, I’ve learned the hard way:

• refrigerated Gatorade and sparkling water have been amazing
  
• I’ve been meal prepping when I can (usually just before another drop) so I have food ready for those days I have no energy
  
• I used to drink a ton of coffee but I switched to 1/2 decaf and 1/2 regular coffee, which has helped my anxiety a lot. I also cut out alcohol completely
  
• I go for walks in a park about 3 times a week. This has been been a game changer and really helps me during those tough times
  
• I got a free meditation app and I do 10 minutes when I wake up and right before bed
  
• Listen to your gut and try not to feel guilty if you need to say no to social events. I just went to a conference, at the tail end of a rough taper, and I totally bombed my presentation. My mood was all over the place and I felt awkward and icky. Overall I was giving out unstable vibes and I feel so embarrassed because I feel like people saw me at my worst. I knew I wasn’t ready to go to something like that yet, but I felt obligated to say yes. So if you can, it’s okay to say no to things and to try again once you’re feeling better
  

That’s it so far and thank you to everyone in this sub and the gabapentin sub who have given me advice and support during this difficult time. And good luck to you all! We got this

This is not a letter but I need some seconds thoughts on something I'm going through regarding a girl and I think this is the right place to share this:
So I've been in love with a girl for like a few years now and I'm a girl as well. I've always had a strong strong feeling that she also liked me back. It all started in 5th grade when I fell in love with her and I was really sure she liked me too because she just gave me so much attention and just treated me differently. Oh, mind you she's muslim. I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I had all this hope that a girl like her could ever choose me but that comes later. We were doing really well, she always wanted to be close to me and even held my hand and stuff like that which seemed weird to me because mind you I at first didn't want anything to do with her and didn't think anything of it at first. Then slowly I started liking her more and more until end of 5th grade came around and we weren't going to be in one class anymore. I cried like a lot cause it was the first time I had become attached to someone like that. After the holidays things were weird with her like we kept like staring at each other and stuff. It was like you know there's something weird going on and you wanna talk to the other person but you just don't. The next 2 years went by like that with just us observing each other and it was pretty obvious that she somehow had the same reaction to me that I had to her like I can't make that up. Her eyes were on me whenever I walked into a room like in the weird way. That's why I was sure she must like me back like I was catching her staring at me and stuff. So one day I impusively confessed my feelings over whatsapp (I know, bad idea) but I just couldn't face her in person anyway and corona was in the way and I just couldn't take it anymore. She ignored my message and the next day when I asked her again she said she doesn't have feelings for me. Honestly I couldn't believe it but I was like okay, if that's the case then fine (nah I was heartbroken but whatever). Then we go back to school and it's just horrible we kept locking eyes while walking by and again the staring whatever and it was just really weird and painful. We weren't in one class at that time so that was all that was going on. Then in 9th grade I magically ended up in one class with her agaim and that in the end turned out to be my worst nightmare. So while we're in one class she starts acting all weird as if I disgust her. First few months she bursts things out like I love you and just weird things for no reason. I thought a hundred percent it's for me like whut. And the staring thing was still there but I noticed she kept complaining and getting all defensove when I had to have anything to do with her as if I was some parasite. Then months later I find out she'd liked some boy in our class since 5th grade which seemed unbelievable to me and he had just started liking her that year (just my luck right 🤡) This girl was so weird to me and what I couldn't understand was she acted like she hated me but secretly looks at me and immediately gets jealous and curious when it comes to absolutely any boy. So I got quite mean because of her behaviour and I gave her the same energy back cause she hurt me all of the time with her childishness and that's why we had a lot of arguments and I cried a lott, can't say the same about her. In one of these arguments I lied about not having feelings for her because I kept complaining about how shitty she's been treating me and how she can't even sit next to me. Like literally while I was sick she asked to change seats in one school subject just because she had to sit next to me but still has no shame to observe to who's jokes I laugh to and who I like. Like everytime I laughed to this one boy's jokes she's stare at me all shocked and once she literally whispered to herself: that's it, JUST BECAUSE She thought I could like this boy. Like in my head that's crazy. She did lots of other stuff to hurt me like as I said she was mean to me all the time and acted annoyed and then blamed me and said I was treating her like an "animal". Yeah right, I was just expressing how hurt I was by her actions. And while she was with him she kept staring at me and stuff, like just the weirdest things which make you want to bang your head into the wall to understand. And she kept whispering to herself once how she "won't make it" while literally LOOKING AT ME and I still don't know what to make of that. Uhm, I was hurt and in the summer holidays I acted impulsively AGAIN. A good friend of mine had noticed how I might have feelings for her and kinds pressured me so I told her and told her exactly what I'm telling you right here (such a good friend, I love her, still complain to her about everything right now even and she listens to me). And she herself was like no way, she told me she loved that boy since 5th grade and stuff and I was like YEAH I'm still confused. So the thing is before that conversation she and everyone else around me was like why are you like this to her and what has she done to you and stuff and my friends mindset immediately changed after I had told her how she'd been treating me. I told her about the absolutely not normal reactions for a person who doesn't have feelings and she agreed that that's not normal. So the holidays went by I was determined to just let her go and let her be with that boy (they aren't together but they're pretty close and it hurts me but whatever). I thought I could you know start again and just survive the year without interacting with her but OH WAS I SO SO WRONG. So my friend started also being friends with her in the same year and they had access to each others phones which I to this day find uhm really not good. So this girl noticed how close I was wirh my friend and decided to PEEK At her phone a FEW TIMES So she basically read all I had told my friend. Then one random day I get pulled out by her with my friend and a about 3 of her friends. Right there and then I find out that they know as well. I GOT LECTURED OUTSIDE OF THE CLASSROOM with her telling me how I'd made it all up in my head and how this and that never happened WHEN I LITERALLY SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES. All that she did I say and she says she doesn't remember anything. I remained silent because wtf am I supposed to do I was shocked and so traumatized and hurt I couldn't say a word but I told her about some things that she did to hurt me and she says she didn't remember doing any of them. That was that then I told her to stop doing what made me feel bad. I literally told her to stop. I said stop. SHE DIDN'T EVEN APOLOGIZE PROPERLY And said she didn't care who I liked which is a flat out lie like seriously that's not possible. Yeah right that's why you kept getting aggressive and staring at me all shocked and talking to yourself just because i laughed at somebody else's joke or I got hugged or touched. Literally just crazy. Then I let myself her filled with hate for her and question my own fucking reality. So about her friends knowing: allegedly one friend of hers looked into her phone and saw the argument about me not having feelings for her anymore. Then shit got around and her other friend found out. I DON'T CARE IF IT WAS NOT ON PURPOSE. And I even let thst slide but what I found out later just finished me. So days go by and I thought finally I know the truth, I can try and live without this battle in my head everyday trying to understand her. And I thought she'd finally stop but she just didn't. She started singing shit around me like how she can't go on without me and how she wants me to stay by her side. Like literally singing song lyrics to a love song called Sonnenbank by Yakary (german song, you can look up the refrain on google) loudly for me to hear and looks at me while singing it when that boy isn't around and you can tell it's on purpose. Not only that, like trying to play me again but also just saying things to hurt me. Acting like she doesn't remember my birthday when our birthdays are 4 days apart and laughing my face while with that boy and staring at me while with him. Okay I must say sometimes she looked miserable around him and like she's crying but that's not the point. The point is she doesn't respect my boundaries and gives me false hope to hold onto. Saying things like how someone wants to actually be with someone else but can't. It's always can't or isn't allowed to. This had continued for the next 2 months and now it's just ignoring cause I refuse to look at her and refuse to look at her when she talks. And she's with him now (not together). Oh I forgot to mention she used to say things to get my attention regarding him and then says how she thought I would be sad WHILE she literally stares at me all shocked because I could like someone else. Like that makes no sense in my head how you can mess with someone like that and then deny it and then even continue to do it. So a few weeks ago I talked to her other male friend and find out she had told the boy group and him especially that I liked her BEFORE anything went down and it wasn't like anyone was suspicious or something he told me she 💫just said it 💫 (he told me no one cared) but she literally outed me for no fucking reason and because of her stupid friends a few girl of the other class also know and I'm being called a lesbian (nicely tho and how they don't have anything against me) but I'm not even a lesbian I still like boys but I just fell in love with this girl and it's just so painful. She had betrayed me before anything had even gone down yet and while I thought to myself at least I could trust her to keep my secret cause she wasn't such a person before. And her male friend told me to not hope for an apology cause it's obvious that she doesn't feel bad. She literally manipulated me, betrayed me, lied to me and played me at the same time. I know I have to move on and I will, I just need to survive these last two months and then we'll not be in one class anymore (11th grade) but we'll somehow still have class with each other somehow and now she acts all nice in my face and says to my friend how we're "chill" now just because I keep my mouth shut when I could literally call her out but like for what when in the end I'll be the crazy one again. So that's my story, I'd like to know about your opinion on this girl and maybe some kind of explanation for her behaviour. I'm extremely tired and just want to leave but it's so bad that these mindgames with the lyrics and how she can't be without me keep repeating in my head and I give it meaning even if I know it's a lie. So that's my story, thank you for reading! Comment down below what you think. Hey, maybe I'm really the crazy one. 🤡