I’m in an abusive relationship and I’m honestly scared for my life . My boyfriend and I started dating 5 years ago. It started off fine and then one day he found my old cell phone. He said he was looking for some pictures of us but saw screenshots of messages of my ex. Which made him go through my ex and I’s old messages. And saw that 6 years ago before we were officially a thing but were seeing each other that I was still seeing my ex. I was just getting to know him at the time. Regardless he took offense and accused me of cheating. He took my new phone from me said he was going to text my ex and tell him that he “could have me.”
I hadn’t spoken to the guy in about a year at that point. I tussled with him to get my phone back. He’s over a hundred lbs bigger than me . I ended up hitting his eye and he gave it back and he called the cops. He told them I didn’t live there and I was trespassing. The cops asked me to leave I decided to peacefully and as I was leaving. He then decided he was sorry and had this whole apology. I stayed because it was the dead of winter in Minnesota and I had nowhere to go really. My parents stopped talking to me over him. He isolated me from my friends. He was all I felt I had.
That was a while ago. He promised never to do anything like that again and I chose to believe him. It was going good again. I reconnected with friends and family And then he started doing little things that I looked over like not allowing me to go on vacation with my friends unless he could come too. Most of my friends are in relationships as well so they just asked their partners to come and it all worked out. Today , he did it . He put his hands on me. And it got bad.
Why? I fell asleep and didn’t want to get up to take a shower. I was already in bed. I was exhausted. He woke me up saying i needed a shower. I told him I’d shower in the morning. He said i had to shower right now. I said no. He picked me up and brought me to the bathroom and started ripping off my clothes. He falls asleep without showering all the time. But when it comes to me. I must shower before bed. It’s not the first time he did it. He did it once before and showered me himself. I felt dehumanized when he did it. I couldn’t stop him he can completely over power me.
Today I didn’t want that to happen so I fought his resistance and asked to be let go. He said if I don’t shower I have to sleep on the ground. I kept resisting. And he kept applying force. I thought I was going to die. Me resisting made him angry and he just started hitting me. My face is still pounding from the blows he said that he had to hit me because I wouldn’t stop resisting. My face is swollen And I cried saying there was never a need to do that in the first place. He said if I stopped “being dirty” then it wouldn’t have to get to this point. He then washed me up, dried me…He then had sex with me. It lasted about a hour. Once he finished up, he washed me up again and kissed me and told me to go to bed. If you’re wondering what happened while he showered me and then had sex with me. Idk I sort of froze. I remember him on top of me telling me he was going to put it in my butt. I hate anal. He did it and I was frozen there. I’m now realizing he raped me
I have no idea how I got here. I feel like I can’t leave . He’s holding so much over my head. I lost my job because of him. I have nothing . And I’m so scared. I’m scared to fall asleep. I feel like i can’t control my body. He just did all this and tomorrow he’s gonna ask me for breakfast, I’m gonna do it. He’s going to be all sweet and I’m gonna have my guard down and I’m going to brush away this situation . I always wondered how people get this kind of situation… I feel so useless. I don’t know what I’m holding on to . He’s convinced me that there’s nothing out there for me. Like I can see the wrong but, I feel like I can’t get up and leave. I tell myself I will but I’ve been here 5 years. Im hoping I make out without a pregnancy.

I have a weird situation. I have two cell phones. One was issued to me from work. I work for a larger company that mostly deals with government contracts. My job requires certain government qualifications attained through background checks. My work phone is DEFINITELY not a listed number and it DEFINITELY does not have ties to my name.At all. If I call someone on it it always says Blocked ID.
I received a text, on my work phone, from what appears to be a wholesaler, asking if I am interested in selling a house that my late father owned about 15 years ago. My bio dad had a different last name. He was not on my birth certificate.
They knew my name and the address of his old house. I lived there for like 2 years as a toddler.
I have no clue how they found any of this info or how they got my work number. I turned my phone over at work today. My employers are taking this very seriously.
They already issued a new phone and have turned my old phone over to law enforcement, as is policy for this type of info/data breach.
How is this possible? Is this a scam? How did they tie my name to my work phone? How did they tie my name to my dads property? Im assuming they hacked my phone and laptops. I have ID protection and my credit is locked and monitored. Im just so freaking curious.
Any info or advice would be appreciated.

I make very few phone calls, those that I do make I usually use Google voice on my tablet or laptop and all my incoming calls come to my Google voice number.
I like having data while I'm out but I don't need it often and I don't need a new number. Could a cheap data plan with GV work? For example: T-Mobile has a $10 a month tablet data plan. Would something like this + Google voice be a viable alternative to cell contract?

To my friends who looked at me like I had a screw loose and my younger brother who talked down at me like I was a conspiracy theorist...
WE WERE FUCKING RIGHT!
I didn't sell any of my xxxx booked at Computershare, but I'm celebrating hard.
I haven't made life-changing money yet, but I'm celebrating because FUCK EVERYONE ELSE, we were right.
And in September, if the DRS count comes in at about the same 75M shares, I'll know that most apes truly have forged diamond hands and we'll get to do this again when the hedgies' swaps have to roll over next.
And then it's rinse and repeat until they can't sustain the costs to roll over OR all outstanding shares have been booked at Computershare.
And then -- BOOM! Phone numbers for longtime holders and jail cells for the criminal pieces of shit who sell stuff they don't own.
We were fucking right.

Currently in Europe, I have the $100/month international plan but i can’t get a connection anywhere in Greece. My phone is basically useless it’s on WiFi, which I only have at my hotel. I’ve tried installing an ESIM but I keep getting told “not compatible with this device, contact your carrier”, despite the eSIM website saying it’s compatible with my iPhone model. The US Cell website won’t load for me, does anyone know any eSIM plans compatible with US Cell or what I have to do to activate an eSIM on my phone?

We have 3 cell phones on our account for our family. My daughter’s cell data just stopped working. Everything works fine on WiFi. But no internet or texting or anything else that uses data if there’s no WiFi around.
I checked the account and her data was enabled. We reset her network settings. Power cycled. Restarted. Updated her iOS. I can’t really think of anything else. She hasn’t downloaded any new apps. Been going on for a couple weeks now.
This has happened a few times in the past but only for a day or two when it did. Never so prolonged. Any ideas what else we can try or what’s going on here?
Eta other 2 phones are using data just fine.

It has been 20 years now since 8th grade, but I can't help but think this particular incident negatively impacted me throughout High School and into adulthood. Here is the backstory:
In 8th grade I had a guy named Ben in a couple (or maybe most) of my classes. I knew who he was throughout middle school, but only really started talking to him in 8th grade. He was funny but at the same time had a tough exterior and was cool. I was a somewhat shy kid and didn't have that many close friends in Middle School. But I really wanted to "belong." Anyway, Ben would always make small talk with me and I started thinking to myself "Hey, this is a guy I could see myself being friends with." I thought it was cool that he was actually initiating conversation with me so I did the same. We weren't close, but we had mutual "like" for each other.
About halfway through the year, a guy named Geoff moved to our school (He was there in 7th grade but I didn't know him). Him and Ben were already best friends- not sure if they knew each other before 7th grade or if it was during 7th grade that they became friends. But I had him for a few classes as well, with one of them being in a class with both him and Ben (it was health class I think). We were "cool" with each other I guess until he started dating my ex girlfriend and she talked crap about me to him and it made him "hate" me. I don't even remember exactly what she said, but it was basically that I was a "bad person" to her after we broke up and of course he's inclined to believe his GF and will protect her (she told me on the bus that he hated me after hearing about what kind of "person" I am and another guy said he wanted to beat me up). I never did talk to him about it, I honestly just ignored it and he ignored me in return. Then they broke up within a couple weeks anyway because middle school relationships never last. So everybody is happy (or not).
So Ben is unaware of Geoff's dislike towards me which is cool, because he doesn't need to know our drama. Ben talks to me about having a party with some guys from our school at his place next weekend and says I'm invited. Basically we would play video games such as Halo and would spend the night. He told me "I'm inviting you because I really think you're cool." He also asked for my phone number (our house phone, I didn't have a cell phone) and that he would call my place tonight. He said "If your parents don't recognize the number, just say it's your friend inviting you over." I was on cloud nine. Not only was I getting invited by someone I thought was cool, but he said "Friend!?" As someone who had some social anxiety, I felt like the luckiest guy. Later that day, he showed me the invite list and my name was on it and there were about 5 or 6 other guys that I knew, including Geoff. I was cool with the list and figured since Geoff wasn't dating my ex anymore that his so-called "hatred" towards me didn't apply anymore. I was wrong.
In our health class, Ben was showing Geoff the list. I was sitting somewhat close, close enough to hear them. Then I heard Geoff say "rmchampion? No, you can't invite him, he's gay!" (not homosexual, but gay was used as an insult or a slang) Ben looked over at me and said "No he's not" and he knew that I was listening because I started watching them. You could see sadness in his eyes. My heart sank. The teacher (unaware of what was going on) started talking so basically it was a "We'll talk later" and the bell rang for the next class shortly after (I didn't have a class with Ben for the rest of the day). I was mortified and the rest of the day was a blur to me. I was holding out hope for that night that I would get the phone call from Ben talking about his party but it never came. I remember waking up the next morning for school feeling sick to my stomach. I didn't have the courage to ask Ben about the party and if I was still invited. It took one of the guys that was on the list (his name was Andrew), to ask about the guests to Ben (we were in the same table/group for one of our classes) and said "isn't rmchampion going too?" And Ben replied "No." I was crushed inside but didn't show it. Ben was never "mean" to me, but I feel like we were never the same after that. It was even worse when Geoff was talking to this girl saying "We need a stripper at Ben's party, you should come." Not because of her being a stripper per say, but the way that I was feeling FOMO.
Geoff ended up moving away again after 8th grade and I didn't really have any classes with Ben again in High School. Years later after High School, Ben saw me getting gas and he randomly went up to me and said "Hey, I remember you from school, I just thought I would say hi" and I'm like "Oh yeah, hi!" and he was like "Well, good to see you!"
I do think that really scarred me. Of course, I moved on from that incident and made other friends. But now I am terrified of rejection. Maybe that's why I'm still single. And when friends make plans with me, I try not to get too excited until it actually happens because I know that another "Geoff" could come into my life and ruin it. So, thanks Geoff, you made me struggle with confidence for years.
Not really sure what my motive is here, just want thoughts on this. I never really told anybody about this. Not even my parents knew about it. I think I was too embarrassed.

cell phones (2G, 3G, 4G) emit radiofrequency in the frequency range of 0.7–2.7 GHz.
Exposure to very high RF intensities can result in heating of biological tissue and an increase in body temperature. Tissue damage in humans could occur during exposure to high RF levels because of the body's inability to cope with or dissipate the excessive heat that could be generated.
The most restrictive limits on whole-body exposure are in the frequency range of 30-300 MHz where the human body absorbs RF energy most efficiently when the whole body is exposed.
First, whats the calculation from 1 ghz to mhz, how much is 1 ghz in a mhz, and how many phones in an area whould be harmful? For example if I was in a city and everyone has cell phones, would I be harmed?
Also I heard somewhere 2500 MHz is equivalent to 2.5 GHz.

It has been 20 years now since 8th grade, but I can't help but think this particular incident negatively impacted me throughout High School and into adulthood. Here is the backstory:
In 8th grade I had a guy named Ben in a couple (or maybe most) of my classes. I knew who he was throughout middle school, but only really started talking to him in 8th grade. He was funny but at the same time had a tough exterior and was cool. I was a somewhat shy kid and didn't have that many close friends in Middle School. But I really wanted to "belong." Anyway, Ben would always make small talk with me and I started thinking to myself "Hey, this is a guy I could see myself being friends with." I thought it was cool that he was actually initiating conversation with me so I did the same. We weren't close, but we had mutual "like" for each other.
About halfway through the year, a guy named Geoff moved to our school (He was there in 7th grade but I didn't know him). Him and Ben were already best friends- not sure if they knew each other before 7th grade or if it was during 7th grade that they became friends. But I had him for a few classes as well, with one of them being in a class with both him and Ben (it was health class I think). We were "cool" with each other I guess until he started dating my ex girlfriend and she talked crap about me to him and it made him "hate" me. I don't even remember exactly what she said, but it was basically that I was a "bad person" to her after we broke up and of course he's inclined to believe his GF and will protect her (she told me on the bus that he hated me after hearing about what kind of "person" I am and another guy said he wanted to beat me up). I never did talk to him about it, I honestly just ignored it and he ignored me in return. Then they broke up within a couple weeks anyway because middle school relationships never last. So everybody is happy (or not).
So Ben is unaware of Geoff's dislike towards me which is cool, because he doesn't need to know our drama. Ben talks to me about having a party with some guys from our school at his place next weekend and says I'm invited. Basically we would play video games such as Halo and would spend the night. He told me "I'm inviting you because I really think you're cool." He also asked for my phone number (our house phone, I didn't have a cell phone) and that he would call my place tonight. He said "If your parents don't recognize the number, just say it's your friend inviting you over." I was on cloud nine. Not only was I getting invited by someone I thought was cool, but he said "Friend!?" As someone who had some social anxiety, I felt like the luckiest guy. Later that day, he showed me the invite list and my name was on it and there were about 5 or 6 other guys that I knew, including Geoff. I was cool with the list and figured since Geoff wasn't dating my ex anymore that his so-called "hatred" towards me didn't apply anymore. I was wrong.
In our health class, Ben was showing Geoff the list. I was sitting somewhat close, close enough to hear them. Then I heard Geoff say "rmchampion? No, you can't invite him, he's gay!" (not homosexual, but gay was used as an insult or a slang) Ben looked over at me and said "No he's not" and he knew that I was listening because I started watching them. You could see sadness in his eyes. My heart sank. The teacher (unaware of what was going on) started talking so basically it was a "We'll talk later" and the bell rang for the next class shortly after (I didn't have a class with Ben for the rest of the day). I was mortified and the rest of the day was a blur to me. I was holding out hope for that night that I would get the phone call from Ben talking about his party but it never came. I remember waking up the next morning for school feeling sick to my stomach. I didn't have the courage to ask Ben about the party and if I was still invited. It took one of the guys that was on the list (his name was Andrew), to ask about the guests to Ben (we were in the same table/group for one of our classes) and said "isn't rmchampion going too?" And Ben replied "No." I was crushed inside but didn't show it. Ben was never "mean" to me, but I feel like we were never the same after that. It was even worse when Geoff was talking to this girl saying "We need a stripper at Ben's party, you should come." Not because of her being a stripper per say, but the way that I was feeling FOMO.
Geoff ended up moving away again after 8th grade and I didn't really have any classes with Ben again in High School. Years later after High School, Ben saw me getting gas and he randomly went up to me and said "Hey, I remember you from school, I just thought I would say hi" and I'm like "Oh yeah, hi!" and he was like "Well, good to see you!"
I do think that really scarred me. Of course, I moved on from that incident and made other friends. But now I am terrified of rejection. Maybe that's why I'm still single. And when friends make plans with me, I try not to get too excited until it actually happens because I know that another "Geoff" could come into my life and ruin it. So, thanks Geoff, you made me struggle with confidence for years.
Not really sure what my motive is here, just want thoughts on this. I never really told anybody about this. Not even my parents knew about it. I think I was too embarrassed.

So the last few years have been rough.
*note* if you're a "cheaters will always be cheaters type" tldr is don't bother reading or commenting
BACKSTORY 2019-2023 child nearly annual broken bones, lots of stress and specialist visits.
2018-2024 my wife got her associates as a medical assistant and is almost done with her bachelor's and final quarter internship while working full time and that has been hard for me. The lack of time for me and my son has really made an impact.
2019 I was injured at work and 2020 had my first surgery to try and preserve an ankle joint. That surgery ended up failing and while recovering I ended up mangling 2 fingertips in a wood jointer. 2020 I had to make the transition to a sahd on workers comp and have been since then. My lifestyle of hiking and fishing was upended because I could barely be on my feet 3 hours a day and uneven ground killed me not to mention the whole covid thing was pretty isolating.
All of 2021 was supporting her being a surrogate for a couple in City X (their egg/sperm). So, lots of trips checks and giving her injections. It was kind of proving myself to her because I was terrified when our son was born in 2017 and didn't help as much as I should have. Especially the first 3 months. Really, I didn't find out until later. We had conversations and fights at the time and id step up to do more and she would agree and tell me it was all okay. Then another fight saying I wasn't doing enough/anything and asking more and me being upset and confused. I guess at the time she was afraid to ask more, or tell me what she wanted, or her feelings, and the postpartum depression and initial feelings of abandonment didn't help.
Anyways the surrogacy went okay. I was there and supportive. Rubbing her feet and back. taking on extra load when she was tired etc. And hey I didn't pass out at delivery this time XD The end was a bit hard with 2 inductions needed and a massive 9.5lb baby and a stuck shoulder.
Then a few weeks after birth in November 2021 the nightmare began.
Out of nowhere she started hemorrhaging. She had to have an emergency D&C to stop the bleeding and scans showed a mass. Turned out the surrogate baby's placenta had some cells turn cancerous and attach to her uterus (Choriocarcinoma). 3 months later and the first 3 agent chemo failed, and her numbers were skyrocketing because it turned treatment resistant. They had to hit it with 5 types of chemo (EMACO) leaving future fertility a coin toss but more than a hysterectomy. By May 2022 the tumor marker was gone, but it was 6 months of intense monitoring and 6 months of monthly monitoring. The whole time she was in an intense spiraling depression questioning life. The meaning of all it, and how all her childhood trauma was fair. That no god would let a child live that. And questioning every decision in her life and wondering what things could have been like if she went a different direction. Feeling like she missed out on opportunities early in life. If this might be all there is (we have been together since she was 17). She said she felt like reality wasn't real and this was make believe at times.
Summer 2022 she made a new mom friend. She was pretty toxic and selfish. She used my wife for personal benefit and to go places. Yelled at her kids and treated the oldest from a prior marriage as less than (girl doesn't know her dad and when she mentioned she was part Mexican she freaked out and denied it because of how conservative and anti Mexican her new dad and his family is). Like never offered a dime, but expected food, gas, tickets, and gifts. She drove my wife nuts with that behavior. but she was desperate for a friend and loved her kids. Her friend would just talk shit about her partner pretty constantly and say my wife should be unhappy in her relationship too. Shit talking husbands behind their backs became like a mutual thing and I def hated it
Sometime 2023 she jumped into fantasy romance and fantasy smut /erotica. This progressed to an AI chat smut generator.
May 2023 monitoring was over and she was officially cancer free and had been on a health/mental health quest..
The mental health part started early in the year and she was seeing a therapist for depression and anxiety alone as well as her long list of childhood trauma. Off hand her therapist told her a few times she didn't know maybe just divorce me or something. I was super uncomfortable with this as it was completely outside her practicing scope and I didn't feel she should be providing relationship guidance, especially without me or the rest of the story. I felt a bit attacked and didn't even get the chance to give my perspective or account and felt that is pretty important after being here for a decade. A lot of negative points get omitted by her.
Summer 2023 she had some tough diagnosis for other chronic issues. Narcolepsy Dissociative Identity disorder Depression And a sleep disorder
I initially rejected this as I didn't want to accept these chronic and incurable conditions and insisted it has to be something else, that she's okay. It was taken as rejection of her.
Fall 2023 she reached out to a childhood ex bf a few states away and started an emotional affair. They kept in infrequent contact over the years and nothing ever came of it before. He has been unable to move past her or have meaningful relationships in 13 years. At first he pushed her away and rejected it, but after a month by Nov it was a thing. Texting saying I shouldn't worried because they dated before, but he ended up coming out as gay, calls in private, staying later after work. I gave it the benefit of the doubt but got burned. I found out in December the second time she wanted a private call in the car, and I checked her phone.
We started marriage counseling in Jan and I started my own therapy search as well as a condition of hers. She agreed to no longer contact the boy showed me the sent message ending it and blocked him. By Feb I found him listed in her phone as Saraa and found deleted texts and calls. In therapy she wanted to keep him as a friend and only friend and I tried this. She asked if a PO box would be okay for a birthday present, and I said no. That it crossed a line. It was also super close to Valentine's day. Next therapy I couldn't handle the anxiety and feeling physically ill when she used her phone, and we went through Jan again break off block etc.
In Feb the therapist recommended a separate space for conflict as we work on things. That too much conflict triggered her dissociative identity disorder. It was either a hotel as needed or a rv/camper. My wife was set on a camper and the only way to get a newer one was to add my credit/income to hers for a loan and I was uncomfortable on a $20k purchase. She assured me the intent of the camper was working on us and not separating/divorcing. She brought up me not having chores completely done all the time and I poured myself into it if that was making her unhappy over the years.
During this time in March I found out she got the secret PO box and had yet again resumed texting entirely deleting her logs. She had valentines gifts. birthday gifts, long distance electronic bracelets, and had an easter basket coming. Everything was put together into a box to be gotten rid of. That effort I had for chores and making everything spotless kind of died. Like there was that recognition that that obviously wasn't the problem. We lived completely separately for a few weeks until she could make a choice. We split our son and had almost zero interaction. Eventually she chose and I saw a notebook she used once in December. Basically she has started outlining a story envisioning herself as the lead character in once of her romantic fantasies and cast me and the other man as competing love interests
April and early may there was nothing. We did therapy and tackled our issues slowly. Together. Our future plans: college vs baby and the ticking clock of fertility and ifs after chemo. Etc
Last week she was going out for lilac picking and didn't text me for 2 hours and said she was at the beach. Later she showed me something in her email and I saw discord emails about a pw change and login. One bad gut feeling later and the next morning I see she deleted the discord emails and check our phone plan and her phone and see missing texts. I put in a phone record request for recent texts and text/call logs. She woke up and I said it did it and she said I was disgusting. Then admitted I was right.
She says after breaking it off she was worried he would hurt himself and just wanted to be sure he was okay and admitted to 3 texts and the discord call which i verified. Said that he was in therapy for his issues. She said she didn't want to bring it up to me because I would make it a fight and she thought she could just get away with a few texts to make sure. That she felt responsible for how much he had been hurt too.
So I did what I do with extreme anxiety and checked her work bag. I found an old journal they shared Jan to mid-march. Kind of confirmed again what was going on. Also revealed she lied to me about the trailer, or him? She couldn't get it without me and told him it was to work on separating from me easier. Yeah I kept pics in case this goes downhill because yeah, I'll gun for EVERYTHING. I'm sure that being tricked into signing a $20k contract under false pretenses for her personal benefit, secret po boxes, lying to our therapist repeatedly, secret texts, expecting gifts from the other man, career over spending time with family and a serious personality disorder on top of narcolepsy making a job hard to keep down wont do her favors at divorce/custody hearings.
So its all fresh for me again. I already have extreme anxiety and the autism doesn't help with reading/understanding people the best, although my gut intuition and pattern recognition are catching stuff fine.
WHERE I THINK I AM
Looking back, I can see that the personality disorder and narcolepsy are apparent. Dream delusion and memory issues from the narcolepsy make separating dream from reality hard as well as just recalling what happened. So whether not the "not feeling like reality is real" was a dream delusion or a full-blown dissociative episode... I can also see that messaging him was a "new" personality state. Maybe it's a manifestation of the trauma of nearly dying from cancer, maybe it's a fragment of her young identity that was created to survive her traumatic childhood resurfacing after nearly dying. But her interests and perspective massively shifted at that time and there was a clear separation between her with me and her with him. It was like this regression back to 15. Like she was molding an identity to fit his desires and interests. She took up tarot and witchy books, different music, painting, rockhounding (my interest), dried bouquets, dyed her hair and got multiple piercings. Even getting caught there was that click in her whole demeanor.
I can see how her friend may have jaded her towards me by all the shit she talked about HER husband. I can see that throwing herself into fantasy smut to cope flooded her with portrayals of unrealistic romance. That she progressed that by using an AI smut bot to hold those conversations with. Then she directly tried to process her own reality through the lens of those novels in that journal.
This "relationship" was "I love you, we can be together in 10 years". He wasn't going to leave his cushy job. Or his state. He didn't want to be a stepdad. He didn't want to support her career or have any involvement in it. She couldn't leave my state. Never saw illicit photos. No discussion of sex. It was like exactly what you think some lovestruck preteens would come up with. Like just a fantasy. No talk of bills or finances. Of moving. Of any substantial tangible entanglement.
Somehow that's easier to handle
I love her and don't want to leave her. But i desperately think she needs serious help and have told her I want her to do therapy 2x a month (on top of marriage therapy 2x).
I also think if a secret or deleted text happens again, I've got to take off the kid gloves and fight for it all. Cause well showing up at the dude's door would end in prison.
I'm sure this happening right as I fully got over last time and took a trust leap of faith on a "gay" friend that burned me will make it harder. I get the last few years have been garbage luck and I get almost dying can have profound affects though. She had been utterly loyal for 5 years (believe me I checked as we agreed to ie open book). Tying to see this with an open mind.
I get my exact expectations are muddy and part of this is just putting it into words to process for me, but I value if someone has any good input

I’m an advocate for two children in foster care whose foster family pays their cell bills. Soon they’ll be going back home to their parents and the grandparents think the parents won’t pay the bills and they won’t be able to contact the kids. For reasons, the grandparents will not pay the bills.
Would Google Voice be something they could set up and use? Currently they have phone numbers but what happens if/when their service gets shut off for nonpayment? Would GV still work over a wifi connection in this scenario?
Thanks for any insight anyone can provide.

I recently posted about frustration with the anxiety of younger kids these days. There are a lot of people giving fair reasons for the anxiety many talking about social media and cell phones.
I’ve read articles recently about this that talk about how you can correlate the rise of things like anxiety, depression, self harm, and suicide with the increase of cell phone usage, especially wine younger kids. Interestingly, one of the articles I read talked about how everyone locked their kids down from going outside and making sure they know where they are all the time, but everyone forgot about the fact that they let them looae on the Internet, which shows them everything. For example everyone was so worried about predators, but most sexual predators have moved online and that is where they are finding their victims I feel like we did a social experiment with these kids and it’s worked out really badly. So my question to Gen X, would you be willing to pull your kids off-line? Or for older Gen X could you tell your kids to keep their kids off-line? Would you be willing to not give them cell phones? What are you willing to do to deal with this real problem
Should also say I read an article in the New York Times about a school that was trying to ban cell phones, and it was the parents that pushed back because they wanted to be in touch with their children at all times. Their reason, of course, was school shootings, which while tragic are still, very unlikely to happen, but also the law enforcement people said they don’t want kids to be on their cell phones because they should be hiding and not talking and also they need to be listening to teachers about what to do to stay safe, which sadly is part of teacher training now.

Context: I’m a 21f trying to live my life for Christ. I don’t use most social media platforms, not that there’s anything wrong if you do. but personally I’ve found that having them makes me not act or think in a way pleasing to God. I’ve had IG, Snapchat, FB, and TikTok accounts in the past. But as of late, Snapchat is basically dead, save for ppl that like to send/request explicit pics, which isn’t something I’m into considering I’m waiting until marriage. Additionally I’ll admit, I basically have a scrolling addiction. For reference, I will scroll on TikTok and Instagram for hours, not necessarily watching anything bad, it’s often funny vids or even Christian humor, but with Instagram specifically, im lurking on people’s pages to compare my life to theirs, thinking of how I’m better, and sometimes how their lives are better, neither being Christ like or good for my mental health. And I basically won’t live my life because I’m so invested in lives and decisions of others. Think of the whole ‘you are quick to point out the small splinter of wood in your neighbors eye but can’t seem to see the piece of wood in your own’ analogy. Anyways over the past year I’ve really been trying to break out of that because that isn’t Christ like at all and I need to get my time back so I can do things I need to do for my own life. I’ve tried to come back, thinking that just some time away will do the job but when I come back, I start doom scrolling again and then my screen time is basically up 80%. So going back to these platforms just isn’t possible for me, I lack self control, and better to cut the whole thing off than risk falling back into it. Additionally, I’ve really enjoyed the peace I’ve gotten from not being on IG, not feeling the stress of having to take the perfect photo for Instagram, post pictures often enough, to show that I’m doing as well as my peers, etc. Anyway, I truly think it’s much better for me to not have those social accounts.
Recently a guy approached me (21f) in the grocery store and asked for my Instagram. I don’t use Instagram anymore. I tell him that. So he asks me what socials do I have. And I suddenly realize I don’t have any and it never occurred to me when I deactivated my socials that this would be a problem when it came to meeting people. He ends up asking for my number and I was about to give it to him like I actually typed it in correctly but then I realized there’s a lot you can do with a phone number so I chickened out and changed the last two digits so obviously he can’t find me. I was wrong and feel bad about that and that’s another issue entirely. But back to the main point, I was trying to figure out if there are either alternative social media platforms I can use to chat with people so if I’m i meet someone but don’t want to give them something as personal as my phone number because we’re basically strangers instead or if I was being paranoid and you really can’t do any damage with just a cell number.

Context: I’m a trying to live my life for Christ. I don’t use most social media platforms, not that there’s anything wrong if you do. but personally I’ve found that having them makes me not act or think in a way pleasing to God. I’ve had IG, Snapchat, FB, and TikTok accounts in the past. But as of late, Snapchat is basically dead, save for ppl that like to send/request explicit pics, which isn’t something I’m into considering I’m waiting until marriage. Additionally I’ll admit, I basically have a scrolling addiction. For reference, I will scroll on TikTok and Instagram for hours, not necessarily watching anything bad, it’s often funny vids or even Christian humor, but with Instagram specifically, im lurking on people’s pages to compare my life to theirs, thinking of how I’m better, and sometimes how their lives are better, neither being Christ like or good for my mental health. And I basically won’t live my life because I’m so invested in lives and decisions of others. Think of the whole ‘you are quick to point out the small splinter of wood in your neighbors eye but can’t seem to see the piece of wood in your own’ analogy. Anyways over the past year I’ve really been trying to break out of that because that isn’t Christ like at all and I need to get my time back so I can do things I need to do for my own life. I’ve tried to come back, thinking that just some time away will do the job but when I come back, I start doom scrolling again and then my screen time is basically up 80%. So going back to these platforms just isn’t possible for me, I lack self control, and better to cut the whole thing off than risk falling back into it. Additionally, I’ve really enjoyed the peace I’ve gotten from not being on IG, not feeling the stress of having to take the perfect photo for Instagram, post pictures often enough, to show that I’m doing as well as my peers, etc. Anyway, I truly think it’s much better for me to not have those social accounts, so reactivating is basically off the table.
Recently a guy approached me (21f) in the grocery store and asked for my Instagram. I don’t use Instagram anymore. I tell him that. So he asks me what socials do I have. And I suddenly realize I don’t have any and it never occurred to me when I deactivated my socials that this would be a problem when it came to meeting people. He ends up asking for my number and I was about to give it to him like I actually typed it in correctly but then I realized there’s a lot you can do with a phone number so I chickened out and changed the last two digits so obviously he can’t find me. I was wrong and feel bad about that and that’s another issue entirely. But back to the main point, I was trying to figure out if there are either alternative social media platforms methods I can use to chat with people so if I’m i meet someone but don’t want to give them something as personal as my phone number because we’re basically strangers instead or if I was being paranoid and you really can’t do any damage with just a cell number.

This is my first reddit post. But I was unloved, abused and abandoned by my entire family. Not shocking that I've never had real friends or relationships. People always leave, take advantage and/or hurt you to. It's at the point, I have no one to even call to say hi. Feel stupid for carrying my cell phone on me all day because it doesn't vibrate. Am I alone in being alone?

I moved out about 3 months ago. I could not handle my wife constantly questioning me. She had a year and a half long affair with another woman which she absolutely will not stop saying was my fault. I asked her repeatedly if she ever had any joy in our relationship and she said she did not because I never showed her enough attention. I'm used to the blame being set at my feet. I know that she's always going to say that I'm responsible for our relationship falling apart.
Tonight I was at the house with the kids while she went out. I was looking for something in the dresser and I found the number of two different private investigators and a cell phone that I had never seen. It appears that she's having me followed. I'm not sure what her end game is, but it's very unsettling. I asked her directly a while back if she had hired a detective and she said she had not. She asked me the same and of course I haven't because I have no interest in knowing what she's up to.
This is very unsettling for me. I knew that she wouldn't take it well when I removed myself from our family situation, but I also knew that I had to go in order to be able to think straight. For years. She had convinced me that I was the cause of all of our problems.
I don't know if she actually hired someone, but there was also a separate cell phone that I had never seen before. I suffered from terrible anxiety living with her and now finding out that she has someone watching me makes me even more anxious. This isn't going to make me change my course, but I'm sure that she's putting together some sort of a case to try and convince my family that I'm up to something. I hate this and I wish that it was over. I miss my kids, I miss being able to have my own life and control over my own feelings. If anyone has any experience with this, please let me know. I'm sure I won't sleep well tonight.