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I hate venting online as it’s futile and embarrassing for me (no one has to feel this way. This is just my own personal view that is mine and only mine) So, I will probably delete this soon for I also hate showing weakness to strangers (probably due to being bullied as a kid/teen). Showing weakness and emotions always leads to more abuse it seems and im often weary of others. So, with this, I’ll try and open up even if it’s temporary.

A bit of backstory I guess. My mother died when I was 7 which left behind a hole that needed to be filled. She came along to help us as she struggled with a divorce of a abusive ex husband. She had issues but At first, everything was fine, I even had silly nicknames for her that she “enjoyed” she responded with kindness to these (one was care bear, another was pumpkin because it was fall and she liked the smell, the others I don’t remember). In the beginning, I would even want her over often (when I was little) as I wanted someone to become a person I could look for as a mom but not as a replacement to my actual mom. 

With time as dad got more ill she would be by his side more (which is totally understandable, I would too for my lover) and it slowly evolved to hospital visits. I would slowly pick up being a “parent” for her disabled daughter when I was 9/10/11 when she would go out with dad to spend time with him, go to the other room to isolate from us (either needing alone time or to help him. Not my business), be with him for hospital stays, etc. I was used to this since prior, I was used to helping my dad with his medical issues and helped him get ready for life by the time I was late 7/early 8 due to his own health failing as well.
Hop years later and after problem after problem with her and me I realize my step mother never genuinely cared about me. I know it takes two to tango and it’s partly my fault, I get where I fell in my faults and I’ve accepted them as my lessons in day to day life. However, as I became more reclusive to her as she showed a lack of accountability (and to this day, she won’t admit and see why it was so wrong for her to do things that were heavily against me) I was then always the scapegoat as she showed love and gushed over her actual kids. My achievements were worthless and often met with a “you should’ve already been good at that”, “you should know better by now”, or “that should already have been done if it was something important to you”. The typical “you aren’t good enough” wearing different clothes. The feelings of being useless had already creeped in by the time I was 10/11 so this was going on for a long time (along with many other issues that I’m not gonna get into). Even as I got nearly straight A’s in college I was never praised except by dad who unfortunately died when I was early 19. I know I should seek praise but I would’ve loved a good job from her… I know that’s silly but it would’ve been nice to be seen as her actual kid worth my of love. I know my pesky teen years didn’t help but I was still your kid in some form and I was treated like a punching bag from her own jealousy and hate for me.
Now with no family left except a few aunts, she tried everything she can to ensure I don’t become independent (I don’t wanna talk too much about it, I’m too tired plus this post is getting rather long).
The parts that hurt the most were: She refused my safety from my childhood to adulthood. She never cared what truly happened to me it seems. Never really paid attention unless to berate (usually in the form of gossiping to others and embarrassing me in front of others so when my teenage self got upset she can use my reaction as “proof” and to “justify” herself) and yell at me. She snooped around my room and life to gossip to her kids about me how much of a failure I was and how disgusting of a person I am. Then got mad when I isolated or kept my life very secretive. She would find issues with me just to try to make my dad hate me (thankfully it failed. I’m unsure if this was a attempt to further isolate me because I wasn’t a part of her “actual kids”. I don’t know and I’m too tired to know) or get him to yell at me so she could stay in the other room and listen to how I was being scolded and begin crying. When she realized she couldn’t control my life she tried hiding food from me as I was early 20’s because she had “control issues with me” (her words not mine). I didn’t like things going to waste so I’d eat nearly expired foods often and she would get pissy that I was “stealing from her”. She gossiped to strangers about how I never do anything with myself and suspected I was just a useless failure. (I was in college with a job, thanks.) When I did finally snap she held on to it but when she snapped she expected to be forgiven. She also would steal from me and blame me (but would expect me to keep my hands to myself when I was hungry and didn’t have the time or funds to get food…).
All I wanted was a mom to care but I guess I couldn’t get that because the one I got died when I barely got to know her. There is more to say but I think that is all of us here, too much to say about someone who was supposed to love us. My apologies if my post is in shambles I never really let anything out like this so I’m sure I kinda sound “childish” but like- I really hate Mother’s Day and I just wanted to let it out, even if I delete this later.

I (15F) am a part of an ongoing custody battle between my parents. This is of my own volition as me and my dad discussed this decision a year before we served my mother the papers. For context, my mother is a narcissist who had genuinely proved to me time and time again that she has serious mental issues. Additionally, and more importantly to me, my father was better off financially. My mother always had a low income job which caused her to constantly never have money, and got laid off in September. All this isn't to say that my father doesn't have his own issues, because he does, but the pros outweighed the cons. With my only concern being that if I live with my dad I wouldn't be able to get financial aid for college in the future and that he lives in his girlfriends house, not his own.
For a couple of months now, I have been living with my father as he has temporary custody over me and have had a negative relationship with my mother. Truthfully, I have seen a great improvement in my quality of life. The problem comes, however, when my father and his girlfriend started having issues. Since I wasn't involved, I never knew how serious they were or whether they were a cause for concern. But now my dad is talking about moving out entirely. I know that there is a lot of stress and financial insecurity that comes with moving, especially if you're buying a house in this economy. This may impede on his ability to pay for my college and generally take away the financial security i was hoping to get with him. Also, I hope to be going away to college in 3 years. That means that any future pros (ie having my own room or space etc) coming with this change won't really matter. Especially if he decides to rent the house instead of buying.
This leaves me thinking whether I should go back to my mom or not. She doesn't have the money for day to day life, I know that for sure, but she has a house that I am both familiar with and pretty sure will end up being bigger than a future house my dad will get (not sure though). She also has been changing in therapy(maybe?). I'm also considering that I don't think anyone would take me changing my decision well at all considering we're 9 months into this custody battle process and will be going to the first actual trial in July.
This is a very stressful process that will literally determine my future so any advice is appreciated.

I made a post on relationships about this problem, it's a long read but would appreciate any advice this community may have:
European (36M) having trouble with fiancés (31F) Indian parents and community, help! : relationships (reddit.com)
Short version: It seems that no matter what I do, I'm despised for seemingly being white, I'm worried my partner is too weak to stand up for us (although I understand why). Hope you're all well, and thanks in advance for taking the time to engage in this :)

Hi all, I'm new here, and I just wanted to briefly share the story of my relationship with you all. To put things clear, I am not the addicted one: my now ex-girlfriend is. We are both in our early 30s. Technically I am a video game developer, and I currently develop a famous mod. I am also a teacher, so I see a fair share of problems with video-games in teenagers, and even if do love developing games, I am growing the more worried about the effect they may cause.
Long story short, when I met my girlfriend she was a shy, intelligent person. She had faith in catholic curch (the main one in my country, Italy) and she cared for other people. She was a bit too competitive for my liking, and she really wanted to play games (not video-games, like card games, chess and the like), but no signs of trouble in sight (at least to me). She read books, she went to the gym and all of that stuff.
When COVID came, in 2020, me and some of my friends started to play a game now I even dread to mention: Apex Legends. Now, I'm not into FPS (unlike my friends), but we played like 2-3 hours per day during the pandemic. Reasonable, considering we were to stay at home.
The real problem begun afterwards. She always wanted to play that game. More than going out. She always asked. And when not playing that game, she started playing other games on the phone (stuff like Angry Birds, with daily rewards or something like that). She was depending on me or my friends to play Apex at the time, and for some years I felt something was off and worsening, but overall I never really understood she had a dependency. In the meanwhile, I stopped playing Apex completely due to boredom and, quite frankly, having better things to do.
Then, she started hiding the time spent gaming on Apex from me (we didn't live togehter at the time). She started hiding her phone while playing Angry Birds and later I discovered even other games. She was reluctant to do things and always wanted to be at home. She didn't want to work (even if she is employed, she just complained a lot) and she always seemed bored at everything. She stopped attending the curch and doing any kind of physical activity. I was feeling something was off, but she went to a therapist and we started building our home together, like a regular couple would do.
At the end of last year, my friends stopped playing Apex completely. I was like: cool, now she will be less focused on the game and we are going to live together in our beautiful house soon. Stuff will improve. Boy, was I wrong. She started looking around discord and Twitch to find other people to play with. She found them. Now she plays 8-10 hours a day. To put things in perspective I barely play anything more than 3-6 hours per WEEK. Later on I discovered she was hiding all the time spent gaming to her therapist.
I invested money, time and love in our house and our relationship. I have nothing now, at 31 years old. I feel like I don't love her anymore, at least not what she has become. I tried to fight this, I tried to talk to her. She thinks to play is the best thing right now. She said to me it's just temporary. It's been temporary for years and worsening each year... She asked me to encourage her to play more or join her during her sessions.
A week ago I decided to leave her, being unable to help her and not willing to endure any longer to be less relevant than a fucking game. She doesn't want to be helped and I want to live a... happy life, or at least a decent one. And yet I am unable to not feel guilty for all of this. For introducing her to that game, for not being able to recognize the first symptoms before it was too late.
Sorry for the long post. I just wanted to tell my story and to let you all know that now I can finally see what games can do to adults. I am a developer, and never ever I would have thought to be unable to manage something like this, to see someone you love to become something else entirely. To all of you who fight against this nightmare of addiction, you are doing great! I was unable to save my girlfriend, as she didn't want to be saved. I hope you will.

I dated my ex boyfriend for a year and a half between 2018-2019. He is 17 years my senior and has some diagnosed mental disorders. I was young and truly believe I was groomed by him. During the period we were together, I also worked for him at his small business. Our relationship was unhealthy to say the least.
We had an incident one night (summer 2019) where he grabbed me by the throat, and pushed me against a wall. After that traumatic incident, things about our relationship changed and I wanted it to end. I had told him I didn't want a relationship with him but he insisted on continuing to see me and try to win me back. I continued to see him but less frequently, and officially ended things on January 2020, when I told him I no longer wanted to see him anymore. I was living at my family's house at the time. After that, he started flooding me with text messages and emails begging me to reconsider. He told me he would commit suicide because of our breakup. He also refused to return my things that were left in his apartment. I tried keeping things cordial for 6 months by answering texts, being nice, and assuring him we can keep in touch. By the summer of 2020, I had enough of the daily calls and texts and told him I needed a break from communication. That's when things started getting bad.
He started sending me gifts using my parent's address (he must have gotten the address through an Amazon account). I texted him telling him that I did not want anything sent to my family's house but he never listened. He also would message me on different numbers pretending to be someone else, make up stories about him committing suicide, to see my reaction. At this point, I blocked him and all the numbers he would message me on.
The first police report I opened was on 2022 when he sent me the following message:
"I am moving several explicit photos of you on work laptop because I need space on the USB drive. There isn't a password on the laptop and all of the team can use it but I don't think they'll notice it there. It's not my fault if it gets hacked and released on the internet. That isn't my problem anymore. If you have any objection to this you can message me."
The police said his wording doesn't constitute "revenge porn" since he didn't post it, he just moved it to another device. I also filed a PFA/restraining order against him at that time. He has never been served since he doesn't have a trackable address and regularly leaves the country for work and spends months outside the country at a time.
Things continue to escalate between 2022-now as he sends letters addressed to my father with embarrassing and intimate details about our relationship, packages with lingerie and my things, and pictures of me drinking (my family is very conservative and he knows this). I continue to take these letters and packages to the police station, but I feel like nothing has been done to stop the harassment. He has caused so much torment in my life. I'm paranoid all the time. I feel depressed and isolated. I just want it to stop.
I have a temporary PFA that's valid for another year but I am unsure how to serve him since he continues to leave the country and no one knows when he get's back. Is there a Constable or professional I can hire to serve him papers? What kind of lawyer can I hire to help me? I was thinking of maybe suing his company as well? I'm in the Pennsylvania area. Any advice and recommendation is really appreciated.

I'm struggling. My flair says reconciling, but it's on a low arc and approaching failure. Or maybe it's still false. I don't know.
Married 19 years, together for 25; two teenage children with severe emotional problems coming out of the pandemic.
D-Day was 16 months ago, the night before Thanksgiving. AP was literally an alcoholic unemployed late 40-something living in his mom's basement. They had met at a funeral she hadn't bothered to ask me to go because I wasn't leaving the bed in those days and I'd have said no. The night I discovered his clingy, mooning texts lamenting their inability to spend the holiday together, my life - already a terrible, depressive, lonely black hole of a mess and following the sudden, unnecessary death of a parent on Christmas Day - just imploded.
Upon confrontation after Thanksgiving dinner, the response was the worst in all ways possible. WW was high on limerence, and was fiercely unapologetic. She didn't want to separate but demanded an open marriage. She 'deserved to be happy', and felt good about her having told this unplanned encounter that went from EA to PA in 72 hours that she'd never leave me.
She had eschewed having intimacy for years before this. We had been poor to each other over the years, but I fell off a cliff after our kids faded from the world and my parent died. She was legit shocked and belligerent when I refused, and said that if you pursue this I will have to leave.
We made some temporary agreements (ones she did not keep), and started seeing a counselor. I started IC for the first time in my middle-aged life. We were however 'not aligned', as she'd say. She didnt want to give up her boyfriend, and I refused to stay if he was in the picture. I cringe to think back to how I said, 'you can maintain a friendship if you absolutely must but you must reinvest back into working on our relationship'.
This was a no-go for her for a while. She'd meet him. He'd sleep in her place of business. SHe lent him our car. (He crashed it while drunk, btw.) There was a moment when I had the kids in Puerto Rico, and she returned early for a funeral, and she went to the funeral with him and probably had sex after. Meanwhile I was stuck in an airport, trying to get home after a cancelled flight and just threw lots of money at the problem to curtail the time she had with him. She had in the three month relationship began introducing him to family friends, people who knew me.
With someone living a state away, she somehow managed to squeeze in more sex in 3 months than we'd had together in 10 years. In my mind, she was working on replacing me with AP but didn't want to separate for the sake of our kids.
Come January, she claimed to have decided to break things off. I didn't really believe her. I made a surprise visit to her place of business on a weekend, and found him there asleep on the couch with no pants on.
We had words, and despite being beside myself with rage and grief I was able to take his measure. In many ways, I wish I had met him right after D-Day. It was clear he was a narcissistic dumpster fire with pretensions of intellectuality. There were signs of some bipolar behavior. He made clear his intentions was to stay, and to convince WW to leave me. And he still had our car, and keys to her business site. (We live in a large city and don't need multiple vehicles, or even the one car if I'm honest.)
She realized where I was going due to my phone location and ran after me, but got there after I had 15 minutes with the joker. She asked him to leave, but still let him keep our car. She had no words, which has been a theme throughout our marriage. She can't easily access her feelings or articulate them, and she's afraid to express them for fear of my response. I told her after having met him, noted his instability and his intentions, i said I can no longer accept any contact between them. She reluctantly agreed.
From mid-January through to August followed a sequence of false representation of wanting to work on reconciliation and cycles of lying about not having contact. She was in love with him, she claimed, but seemed to go cold turkey overnight. She neither engaged with me nor took steps to reconcile, but claimed how difficult it was and that she was working on our relationship.
We quit the MC we started to see. We eventually found another several months later. We're still with the 2nd MC. In the meantime began a kind of surreal hellscape life for me, as she would say the barest of minimum things, and usually nothing at all about where she was, how she felt, and what was she willing to do to rebuild our relationship. She took no steps to reassure me, or show she wants me. She would say she did, but simultaneously be cold, distant, and - as i soon discovered - was still in contact with AP.
He gave her a burner phone. I found it within 2 days and threw the brand new phone into the river. Cheaters really need to not let unknown devices onto the home wifi networks of the technically literate. We had it out again, she promised to really try. A few weeks later I found unusual call patterns in our cell account. AP had provisioned a new phone number. Following that blow up was the WhatsApp phase, which really began to take the wind out of my sails.
She expressed no remorse. She was resentful of my 'intrusions into her privacy'. She genuinely thought it would be comforting to hear that the affair had nothing to do with me. She would be visibly annoyed when I asked for confirmations there had been no new contact - and even more so when in retrospect when there had been.
There were at least five discrete cycles of deception. AP escalated by getting five phone numbers and cycling through them. Towards the end, she had hid these numbers as secondary numbers of people they knew in common but didn't regularly have contact with. AP would write texts from the perspective of different personae.
Then there were the people who knew, and of those there were people who fully supported her behavior. There were people who aided and abetted it, lending her their apartments, or hoping she finds some comfort. One particularly egregious one, early on, tried to convince Amanda to really try to convince me to find someone else to be happy in an open arrangement. She's still in regular contact with this person.
The culmination of the PA/EA with the AP happened last summer. He eventually returned the car, but only after he had reclaimed it from the police impound lot. He did not pay for the repairs. Or his tolls when coming to and fro to fuck my WW. I did.
I had been fairly successful in identifying his phone numbers and having them blocked at the carrier level with some gaps in time, and diverting his email and voicemail. During ths period where all his means of contact were being closed soon after being opened, he was starting to rage and unstable. WW upon the latest confrontation (i was pretty calm and matter of fact about it) admitted she could not control her behavior, and didn't understand why she was doing it.
AP was a controlling person, with hints of WW's clinically narcissist parent. He wrote a letter and entered her business after hours to leave it. Because he wrote an email saying he was doing this, I ill-advisedly went there to call the police on him. I didn't find him, but I did find the letter. He knew I had been there - either he had been outside or he went back after I left - and complained bitterly about my interference.
His only means of influence had dropped to emails, and he just kept pounding with the short, imperative statements that described outcomes favorable to him. He had started to convince her that I was a threat to her, and trying to convince her I was a threat to our children (for whom I'd die in fire every day).
His tactical error was trying to play up his inability to contact her as a screen for concern. He tried to get the cops to perform a wellness check. He called WW's sister to convince her I was a threat, and that WW was in danger. (She told him off.)
Finally, he threatened to show up at our door with friends and 'free' her. I knew he owned a shotgun; while I didn't actually think he would show up (he had made smaller-scale threats of this kind before and I only realized they had happened days after his 'deadlines'.) I shared this new development with WW. We had agreed to handle it together. However, while I was out one day, she went to her sister's and called him to tell him she was fine but to never call or contact anyone in our family again. It was a muted, brief exchange. I was angry she hadn't stuck to our agreement.
Since then, he's only made a handful of contact attempts soon after the break that really were more for insulting me. I believe on an intellectual level they have had no contact since last summer. I emotionally continue to not feel safe about her intentions.
Since then, it's been difficult. There have been very limited conversation coming from her outside of the MC sessions, and those have trended light on her content. Very recently, she's expressed more. But it's still seemingly grounded in some unhealthy premises. Amongst them:

1. She at one pointed expressed she regretted the pain she caused, but doesn't regret the experience because (I kid you not) 'she learned so much about herself' and 'many positive elements have come out of it'. (I lost 50 pounds in the first three months post-Dday, and lately I've been hovering around 70. I did have it to lose, having used food to soothe myself over the decade of gaslighting and lack of explanation for her disengagement, and unwillingness to work on it.)
2. She continues to resent my intrusion into her phone call history. She disagrees with the oft-raised best practice of open-phone/account policies. Her feelings around her lack of privacy unsettle her, and get in the way of engaging (she says).
3. she doesn't see the value in 'forcing closeness'
4. she keeps wanting me to 'ratchet it down a notch', but it's not clear what she thinks that means
5. she finds my sadness and pain to be an impediment to rebuilding closeness
6. She claims to have read content about rebuilding marriages after infidelity, but to my knowledge she's done hardly anything to rebuild trust. I said it'd be better if you hadn't read it, because to think that you're walking around having read it but still don't do anything feels worse.
7. She has not taken lead in the reconciliation process, or really done much except endure my periodic/every-2-weeks or so expressions of disappointment and hurt and anger

I'm sure no one has read this far. This is my dilemma. What I'm trying to do here is leave no stone unturned in my efforts to save our marriage. I want to sleep well at night, and I won't be able to do that in a healthy way without going through this.
Yesterday wa the first time she said that he was responsible for destroying my world and my brain, several times over, with the elaborate deceptions (as I'm prone to describing it). I welcomed it and thanked her. But it was only precipitated by a conflict we were having about a mistake I made, where I rubbed her face in my phone snooping by adding unflattering profile pictures to the blocked contacts for the AP. (If they're not there, he could still call her and leave a voicemail when she's on wifi.)
She has had low to middling chronic health issues since April of last year, following her second round with COVID. And if it's not her, it's her parents. Or my surviving parent. Or my brother almost dying. Or the DOL is threatening to reclassify all her contractors as employees. (They should.) Everything just magically seemed to be prioritized over her talking to me.
It's literally, literally been something every other week. She's always tired, always in pain, and I really try hard to stay empathic about it. To hold a space for her. I have taken care of her when she's ill all throughout this horrible time. And she's really appreciative of how well I've supported and cared for her with no promise or signs of reciprocation.
But she still won't have sex with me, and wont talk to me about why she flinches sometimes when I touch her. Or worse, she fakes interest and then I find out otherwise later. Clearly, we have trauma to work through from before the affair. She's not intentionally being cruel. I've expressed remorse over what little she has hinted at, and want to make amends. I love her so much. It's always been my intent to die married to her, and hold our family together.
But it's getting harder to hold onto that empathy. I'm just so tired of feeling hurt, of not having my needs met, and feeling so deeply disrespected in this low-contrition (but maybe trending up) context we're living through.
She seems to evoke a sense in me that everytime I am hurt or express anger, her willingness or energy resets to near zero. Which in and of itself is newly infuriating!
My dilemma is that part of my tenacity in this ridiculous situation that saints would have left three times over already is tied to the idea that by sticking with it and not making it 'easier' for her I'm upholding my self-respect.
But am i? Am I just punishing her by saying I can't let go of my pain until she demonstrates remorse and effort? Being married, a husband and a father of simple small family is a big part of my identity.
It all went to shit a long time ago, but I never checked out. I just didn't understand what was happening, how a wife could treat their partner this way, and I didn't have the maturity or the emotional language to navigate it alone. So I grew resentful and depressed, and just low-level angry all the time. While she would just smile, and say nothing. In public, she'd be affectionate.
In private, it'd be back turned and motionless to my hunger for connection (and release). I turned inward. She, a very social, community-building gem of a human being, checked out and switched to Potemkin mode whenever anyone was looking. I felt like I was constantly being gaslit. Even when I tried to talk about our problems, she'd act as if I had said nothing at all. It was the damnest thing, and I had no words for it.
Maybe she's starting to see the light and be empathic to my pain. But, if that's what's happening, I'm just running out of steam and hope. Hope isn't necessary for me to stay the course, but motivation is beginning to lag.
Any advice?

I'm not going to get into the main focus on their poorly conditioned prisons made for the Red Lotus before season 4, except to point out Desna and Eska were interested in using it for people such as in innocent tailor (and that doesn't seem to bother Tonraq or Zuko) ... yeesh.
Rather the one they put Zaheer in. Here's the ironic fact, not only is he the only guy to notice the whole area is overflowing with spiritual energy and tap into it accordingly, but he's not doing a darn thing to mess it up. Think, he spends all that time in the Spirit World in 2 seasons, but not once does he turn a spirit dark. It makes sense, he likes chaos in a misguided sense of balance, but he never likes the idea of darkness.
However, Dark Spirits as a whole, see this article with references all over Avatar lore
https://avatar.fandom.com/wiki/Dark_spirits#Notable_temporary_or_permanent_dark_spirits
are typically formed from negative unbalance, destroying nature, damaged or sacred areas or people themselves reacting negatively, etc.
And if you look a bit deeper ... the prison itself according the show makers ...
https://avatar.fandom.com/wiki/Transcript:Beyond_the_Wilds_(commentary)?so=search?so=search)
is a former temple, which explains the carvings, crystals and settings, one that was long abandoned, possibly during Kuruk or Yangchen's time when such places began to go to ruin.
However, now, that the spirits are back, and the whole area is more alive with energy than ever, and the White Lotus is using such a place as a prison ... sounds like a future disaster of a spiritual crisis in the making.
Zaheer really has a point about the White Lotus not being what they once were, none of them are on Iroh's level, and guarding prisons is not living up to their creed 'The quest for truth above all else.' And he's the only person using that temple for what it was likely meant for. I did some googling, it could be compared to underground Buddhist temples in the mountains in real life, ones used for meditation and prayers with halls and chambers like that one he's in.
But other prisoners like Kuvira (a real no-brainer why she'd be a problem) or even the guards themselves could be the opposite.
And if the temple spirit (there are such spirits in Avatar lore) ever came back, I doubt he'd be happy.

I'm absolutely exhausted. Last night, I slept, but my mind kept generating terrible things in my dreams. Though idk if there was a time this year where I wasn't tired and numb. I have to force myself to care about simply staying alive.
It doesn't help that clowning and trolling is my coping mechanism. I feel bad, so I mess with others for just a twinge of amusement. This causes everyone to leave. I suspect the isolation causes me to get even more hooked on the internet. At this point, I've been banned from every website multiple times, including 4chan. Most people I know irl are scared of me.
Though I would rather everyone fear me or find me weird than have to put on that dumb persona again. Never again. I prefer wearing my other personas. I could, of course, be my "natural self", but I haven't done that since I was a toddler, and now, there's a very thin line between a genuine and the fabricated.
Tbh, if anyone's destined to be alone, it's me. As a kid, I was content with being alone, and just wanted people to leave me alone. When I actually tried letting people be my friends, they only caused pain and problems. Most people are fake, they left and found new temporary people to hang out with. I found that non-neurotypicals are easier to talk to. Though most of them seem to be more social than me.
I need to empty my mind, but I can't, it's constantly active, constantly thinking. The thoughts keep getting jumbled together. It's hard to focus on even the simplest things. It doesn't help that the professors don't actually teach the topic, they just teach how to do the tests, especially in math. Like, it's objectively simple, and I can do the calculations no problem, but tell me what's going on in the calculations, and what I can calculate using them. I slept through calc 3 and still passed it, but idk what the applications will be. You know what, I should look it up myself.
Typing that actually gave me a bit of motivation. I should get back into my motivation and self-improvement obsession. That phase was the happiest I've ever been. I'd get up at 2 AM every morning, blast motivational speeches, workout, clean, make breakfast, and complete everything I needed for the day before sunrise. I'm tempted to go to bed early tonight so I can do that again. Whenever I sleep in (anything past 4 AM is sleeping in to me), I feel terrible and lazy. Maybe productivity is the cure for burnout.
At the same time, I'm constantly thinking about how to maximize productivity and efficiency, even on vacation days, though I rarely get those. It's maddening.

To start with, I'll make it clear that it might sound as if I have severe self esteem issues, I sorta believe it is just self instrospection and logical analysis from my end ig.
The aforementioned speech impediment has been noticed by me for quite a while now and I finally summed up the courage to talk about it on reddit that too via a burner account. I'll keep my backstory as concise as possible. So all my life till now (23) , I have suffered from anxiety and self diagonsed ADHD. I never visited a doctor for this because I've always had this mentality that highlighting an issue like this would make me spiral into it even more. I was always taught that relationships and people whom you love matter more than anything and it hugely contributed into turning me into a "chronic" people pleaser , for which I hate myself everyday.
I tried a lot of methods over the years , ranging from spiritual to physical, to reduce my anxiety , subdue my overthinking and increase my confidence. Physically I look barely average but it is not something that I consider to be that much of an influencing factor into this anxiousness. Never had much luck with girls but that too is irrelevant as I never really tried for it. I spent all these years pleasing everyone hoping that they'll consider me as a good friend and would keep me in their good books , just for me to realise that no one really cares and everyone's too involved into their own lives tgaf.
However, over the past few years (specifically my college years as I had to live in adifferent city out of my comfort zone) , I've realised that my ADHD has spewed up a particular speech impediment of sorts which makes me not to be able to speak clearly and convey my thoughts properly. I never really had this trouble during my school years and didn't even notice it that much until these last few months). It's like- I am speaking about something and I'm trying my best to focus on it as I know I'll stray away if I don't and all of a sudden , I'M BLANK. No thought, no concept of what I was talking about , nothing. It's not like a "blackout" but more like a temporary "lights off" . Then I'll just start stalling or repeating the previous sentences till I can make up what I was saying and get back to it. The only unique social ability that I think I've developed over all these years, is to be able to completely be sure as to when someone is losing interest in my talks. And the stalling does that. Tbh if this was alone the problem , I would have been okayish. But sometimes this stalling leads to excessive quick thinking and then I fail to even form basic sentences or words.
I don't even know if I was able to convey my true problem or not but I'll just put this here.

I can't choose, I want to move to the flip phone but I need whatsapp, I really wanna buy sharp aquos 601sh ketai 2, but I cannot find information about whatsapp, ppl also said about Nokia 2720 but this thing also have problems with new versions. (I prefer Japanese phone, but I need an advice, cz I'm stupid 18y.o teenager)

I bought a Samsung QN90B to use it both as a TV and as a monitor for my gaming pc. The image quality is excellent, but I noticed some motion blur. I tried changing the motion smoothing settings, but it doesn't solves the problem and motion smoothing can't be used in PC mode.
To me having smooth images is the most important thing. I chose this TV because it cost less than an OLED and, according to the reviews, it should have an excellent response time. that's why I'm a bit disappointed.
I also noticed that the screen is slightly bent. It's almost imperceptible and it doesn't bother me, but I was wondering if this might have something to do with motion blur. Can physical damage to the TV cause motion blur without damaging picture quality? Also sometimes the remote stops working, but it's rare.
Then with OLEDs there's the burn in problem wich is a bit scary considering i'm using the tv as a pc monitor and i plan to use it for long work sessions.
Is it worth spending more money for the LG C3 and dealing with the hassle of returning the tv to Amazon? By switching to an LG C3 would I be guaranteed smooth images, or is motion blur something present in all TVs?
Should i just keep the tv and maybe buy a gaming monitor later, with ULMB or something similiar?

Blue pillers cope by saying being muscular doesn't matter; it's all about your confidence and how you groom yourself. Only superficial and shallow women like muscular men. This is a cope blue pillers do.
Red pillers cope by over-emphasizing the body. They often put the body as one of the most important factors when it comes to attracting women. This is a red pill cope. The body matters, but the face is much more important. Plus, it's relatively easy these days. 45ml of filler can give a result like this (link provided). Obviously, you have to top it up every year, but at maximum, this is 3 to 4k, and this is a temporary thing until you can afford getting jaw and face implants. So, an attractive body combined with an above-average face, nothing of the male model, but even a base high-tier normie range kind of a face. It's good-looking enough to where you're seen as human by a female.
Black pillers cope by saying the body doesn't matter at all, and that it's all about the face. And to be quite honest, this is also stupid. If you have a muscular body, you're already lean, so your facial features already pop out. You can't have one without the other. Jaw implants, cheek implants, all these look like shit if you're not lean at a low body fat range.
I can possibly hit the holy trinity in terms of sexual market value hopefully as soon as I'm done leaning down and have muscles. This combined with jaw filler and the height of 185 cm is like gold dust in terms of sexual market value.
But the most important thing in life above all else is money.

1. Money allows you to improve your shit situation. Got a small dick? Dick extenders, girth extenders, and anti-lysyl oxidase inhibition over time can make your dick larger. This has been proven to work on numerous studies, yet people still cope about it and say, "oh there is not much provided evidence." But this is a catch-22. Most people don't want to fund studies that are seen as "vain," but in reality, you will still get judged by vain people, which is most women in 2024. How anyone can argue against this factor, I don't know.

What else? You're short? Not a problem. Leg lengthening current technology allows 3 inches to sometimes 6 inches. The risks that they sell are hugely overblown. In fact, a YouTube channel specializes in multiple cases where the return to normal function.
You're fat, and you're addicted to food, and you can't put the fork down? Don't worry; multiple options exist: Tirza peptide, Ozempic, Manjaro Retatrutide, Semaglutide, Clenbuterol.
You struggle to build muscle but don't want the risks of injecting anabolic steroids? Easy fix: surgical implants to fix your abs. You can literally add angularity. Muscle liposuction to remove stubborn fat a normal diet won't allow. What? You want to still do it without surgery without doing steroids? Great, simple use myostatin inhibitors.
Let's say you're ugly as fuck and have zero options of ascension even with surgery. What do you do? You can beta bucks to some third-world shithole and get a hot woman there. If you don't want to be a beta bucks, you have the options of unlimited escorts every single day.
Life ends and starts with money. Obviously, if I had a choice of 1 billion dollars or having a face that looks like Sean Opry or young David Gandy or Thomas Strijjd, I would obviously choose faces like theirs. But those are one-in-a-billion situations. Most guys look like shit even with surgery if we're comparing to the standards of male models, and most guys look even more shit without surgery and being fat, and that is most of the population. So when I say money in 2024 is everything, I mean money is everything.
Money is simple an means to an end to establish the tools needed to succeed in this world

Hey Folks!
For my (of course) Unity game, I wanted to move away from the useful but not really expandable PlayerPrefs, for a better saving system which uses JSON.
Im writing this post because im not really happy with the current implemenation, and also because I want to get some feedback.
Firstly, the PlayerData class is static, meaning it can be accessed from anywhere and dosent really exist in the "game" space. Is this a good way to implement this system?
It has simple functions which can save, load or delete the JSON data.
Inside it there are Serializable classes which are all refrenced by the "PlayerDataContainer" class, the all contain different variable types, lists and dictionarys.
Then theres the static "TemporaryData" class, which is a temporary storage between scenes.
Now the problem: I think the class implementation itself is alright, tho please also give me feedback there, but the actual loading / saving is terrible for performance / complexity in its current form.
How things are loaded from scripts (example):

SettingsData settingsData = PlayerData.LoadPlayerDataFromJson().settingsData; float musicVolume = settingsData.musicVolume; 

How things are saved from scripts (example, all this loading is just so the other settings dont get changed):

PlayerDataContainer playerDataContainer = PlayerData.LoadPlayerDataFromJson(); playerDataContainer.achievementsData.completedAchievementList.Add(achievementSO.name); PlayerData.SavePlayerDataToJson(playerDataContainer); 

Should all the scripts even save the json all the time, or should the PlayerData class do it on OnDestroy / OnApplicationPause?
Finally, heres the PlayerData class, im grateful for any feedback / suggestions, tho please dont be too harsh as this is my first real game involving this logic:

using System.Collections.Generic; using Newtonsoft.Json; using UnityEngine; public static class PlayerData { public static void SavePlayerDataToJson(PlayerDataContainer playerDataContainer) { string jsonData = JsonConvert.SerializeObject(playerDataContainer, Formatting.Indented); System.IO.File.WriteAllText(Application.persistentDataPath + "/PlayerData.json", jsonData); Debug.Log("PlayerData-JSON was saved"); } public static PlayerDataContainer LoadPlayerDataFromJson() { PlayerDataContainer playerDataContainer = new PlayerDataContainer(); if (System.IO.File.Exists(Application.persistentDataPath + "/PlayerData.json")) { string jsonData = System.IO.File.ReadAllText(Application.persistentDataPath + "/PlayerData.json"); playerDataContainer = JsonConvert.DeserializeObject(jsonData); Debug.Log("PlayerData-JSON was loaded"); } else { Debug.LogWarning("PlayerData-JSON couldnt be loaded, file not found"); } return playerDataContainer; } public static void DeletePlayerDataJSON() { if (System.IO.File.Exists(Application.persistentDataPath + "/PlayerData.json")) { System.IO.File.Delete(Application.persistentDataPath + "/PlayerData.json"); Debug.Log("PlayerData-JSON was deleted"); } else { Debug.LogWarning("PlayerData-JSON couldnt be deleted, file not found"); } } } public static class TemporaryData { public static int endlessModeDifficulty; } [System.Serializable] public class PlayerDataContainer { public SettingsData settingsData; public AppearanceData appearanceData; public ProgressData progressData; public AchievementsData achievementsData; public StatisticsData statisticsData; public PlayerDataContainer() { settingsData = new SettingsData(); appearanceData = new AppearanceData(); progressData = new ProgressData(); achievementsData = new AchievementsData(); statisticsData = new StatisticsData(); } } [System.Serializable] public class SettingsData { public float musicVolume; public float effectsVolume; public bool newAchievementBannerEnabled = true; public bool randomGameOverTextsEnabled = true; public int qualityLevel; public bool fpsCounterEnabled = true; public bool newDailyChallengeModeNotificationEnabled = true; public bool forgotDailyChallengeModeNotificationEnabled = true; public string username; public bool eastereggActivated; } [System.Serializable] public class AppearanceData { public int baseAppearanceIndex; public int hatAppearanceIndex; public int accessorieAppearanceIndex; } [System.Serializable] public class ProgressData { public int furthestBeatenLevel; public float endlessHighscoreEasy; public float endlessHighscoreMedium; public float endlessHighscoreHard; } [System.Serializable] public class AchievementsData { public List completedAchievementList; } [System.Serializable] public class StatisticsData { public Dictionary statisticsDictionary; } 

hello. i am here on a throwaway for the sole reason of dropping my thoughts. i feel so awful for taking my life for granted but everything is absolutely hopeless for me right now. my asian parents dont believe in mental health problems, i’m currently taking medication for my anxiety which is helping me so so much but they already want me off it because it will “alter my brain”. i’m having severe health problems but my dad thinks my exam is more important than me throwing up constantly, im in constant pain in my abdomen and i’m always nauseous but they really dont care and i’m ‘making excuses’. i also have autism as speculated and mentioned several times by doctors but they dont want me to get help for it. i am supposedly “gifted” im in my final year of uni at 19 years of age (i started at 16) but i just know i wont be able to handle this lifestyle any longer with the problems i have which my parents dont care about. i feel like people are in so much worse situations than me yet here i am taking everything for granted, i have always known that in reality i truly am just “slow” or that something is wrong with me, i just really want to die i can’t live up to these expectations as a smart and gifted person that my parents want me to be. they wont let me get a job (they look down on literally any blue collar jobs, even if its temporary) and my dad constantly holds the fact that hes paying for my college fees over my head. i cant do this anymore. i didn’t attend a lot of secondary school, i failed a lot of classes because i was bullied by a boy who threatened to rape me and kill me and i was too scared to go to school, yet my parents say i am just problematic for missing so much and this is my only chance to redeem myself because before that i was ‘smart’ and topped my class. i was never smart. i’m just scared of them. even after i told them about this, they still dont care that i am terrified of men and they’re pressuring me to marry and have children (i am also asexual) i just cant do this anymore. because of my adhd i feel like i work 100x as hard as everybody else and its burnt me out. i can’t continue like this further. ive told them about this constantly because i was properly diagnosed and they think its all in my head, they never paid for my treatment. i no longer have the strength to try, but i dont want to be responsible for my parents social suicide (they’re friends with tons of rich families who go to ivy leagues, they constantly talk about me) so surely it would be easier for them to tell everyone that i died instead. my fear of disappointing them further has led me here

I want to borrow a campervan when I'm in the UK. In the UK, car insurance is typically pinned to the driver, you can't just let anyone drive your car like in Switzerland.
There are many companies that offer temporary insurance for borrowing vehicles, but all of them have a problem either with my foreign driver's license or with me being a non-UK-resident (or refuse to insure me for unspecified reasons).
Does anyone know if it's possible to get a Swiss company to insure me to drive someone else's car in another country? It seems like for your own car you can get a "Grüne Karte" for driving abroad, but I can't find out if you can get something for other (foreign-registered) cars.

Hi, my name is Ruben.
I've been a player of the Diablo saga since I can play on the computer, and I'm 36 years old.
I've been part of the most critical community of the saga, and specifically of Diablo 3 and 4, but always with my circle of friends. This time I change the formula, as I believe that if I want to help or contribute, the only way is to do it here.
I'm 1 day away from the start of Season 4, so there's no temporary mess.
And I want to make a small contribution based on constructive criticism and not destructive criticism, a style to the Last Epoch reddit. And you're all invited to contribute your ideas here, because the more interaction, the farther it will go.
Finally, I apologize for the biblical text that you have written for me, and my English.
Possible changes: PVE
1.- The seasons could have an introductory story, which little by little would lead us to the expansion. A style to a series that the chapters are the seasons, and the movie the expansion. There are many ARPGs that stand out for mechanics, crafting system, combat style... etc. But if there's one thing they don't have that Diablo does have is a developed and engaging lore, I think that would be a good hook for all types of players.
2.- Nightmare dungeons should have an option to drop items to open any minor uber. For example, the boss of that dungeon can throw an evil heart at you and in the next one, exquisite blood. Thus, these dungeons would be an endgame initiation activity, where you can upload glyphs and obtain resources.
3.- The dungeons of the lesser Ubers should all be like the ice beast.
4.- That the hunting of minor ubers has some disadvantage. For example, you can't use that primary skills, or the crit stat is off. And at the entrance there is a wardrobe to be able to adapt your character to the imposed disadvantage.
5.- Clan house system, where it comes to the fore through cosmetics or medals, milestones such as the gauntlet, raids, world bosses, pvp... etc.
6.- The World Bosses could turn them into a kind of raid, where you had to enter a location and that dungeon contained: debuffs, ubers, and traps, with a maximum of Resurrections. That you could invite your clan to participate or your friends, and in case you couldn't or didn't have to, you would go to the location as it works now. (It's okay if casual people,it doesn't do all the content, as they're CASUAL). This would greatly enhance clans or friend lists, as a scoring system or cosmetics could be implemented for clan houses.
7.- Completely disassociate the following types of players, Casual and Regular. No, the content created has to please both parties, in fact devivulating them attracts everyone, let me explain.A casual will be satisfied with the arrival of the less demanding End game, and in case that season has not been liked they will be able to say: -I finished the most accessible content I don't want to spend more time on it-. On the other hand, a Regular would have the option of staying in the game, or becoming a casual if he didn't like that season. In short, let's all understand that not all content,It has to be for everyone, but we can all enjoy it at any time.
8.- Classes are a problem because they don't have a charisma like in Diablo 2, and in my case this is because all classes are capable of everything and do everything, except the barbarian who alwaysIt's the barbarian. For example. The Amazon was a class at a distance, and had clearly marked the different paths to follow, javelin or bow, but always at a distance, on the contrary,The naughty one (that from the beginning I fell in love with versatility) it is not clear what a distance class or a melee is, because that versatility that it was said it would have does not have it. For what she's gotTwo paths are either go mele or go distance, and for me both are contradictory and so it happens in all ARGPs, distance classes are distanced, shapeshifting druids by throwing magic, necromancerswith blood abilities...
9.- An auction house is necessary for trade to be attractive, and I'm talking about something like Path of Exile, where currency is the game resource, see like Diablo 2 that was sold through gamesobjects, this entails an implementation of runes and runic words. (Although the real money one didn't dislike me because if someone is willing to pay who am I to tell them not to pay me).
Possible changes: PVP
1.- Pvp in an Argp is very difficult to implement since this style of games are quite focused on pve, but I think that lost ark implements it exceptionally, ARENAS, where the entrance has ablock on the damage numbers, with a shop and specific items allowed in that arena. The example is card games that do events limiting decks and requiring types, deck size, etc.(In Diablo 3, my friends and I would do PvP fights just by forging items from the blacksmith with an equal amount of resources for everyone, which drastically lowered the damage and balanced the characters quite a bit.)
2.- PVP events for content creators and their clan. It's often said that content creators have a lot of time to dedicate to the game since their job is to get content out there, to go as far as possiblepossible to teach that content that the rest of us don't reach. How cool it would be for a dedicated streamer clan to stick against the rest in a king of the hill system. This event promotesThe game appeals to content creators, and players who fight against them win a skin with a theme from their favorite content creator. WIN TO WIN TO WIN.
3.-3 types of leader boards for PVP, Solo, Clan, Hardcore.
4.-Real PVP for hardcores where the death of the character has the relevance it has in the pve. (again, all content doesn't have to please everyone) This would be a way for people to be more competitiveIt would have a very high sense and fun, it would also provide many hours of gameplay and different types of characters since you would be forced to have two characters, one that farms and the other that you send to death.
5.- Clan PVP, the same system as that of content creators, a king of the hill where the most powerful clan wins, staying on the hill for a long time.And these are some of the ideas that are going around in my head and that I have structured.Thanks to the one who has read it and contributed to the post.
Best regards.

I've been browsing this forum for days and think I've now found a workable combination for my personal use.
Instead of having an easy to grab smartphone that can do everything, I have to split the functions and have thought that it makes sense to have a dumbphone, a smartwatch and a tablet combination (as a control center which is ridiculously large so that I'm not tempted to get distracted in bed or on the couch)
So far, the following combination has come into question for me.

1. A smartwatch with a very long-lasting battery, e.g. a Garmin model. I think LTE is not necessary in combination with a dumbphone, because apparently there is no watch with long battery life & LTe, which is why the Apple Watch is out of question for me. My idea would be to use the hotspot via the dumbphone if necessary. since i have to measure my blood sugar regulary via dexcom / libre, a "dumbphone only" way doesnt make sense for my case, but the smartwatch would be an ideal addon to the dumbphone.
2. As a dumbphone, the new edition of the Nokia 3210, which is interesting for me in terms of design and the core functions have been brought up to date, e.g. Bluetooth 5.0 / voLTE. I'm also thinking about getting a Samsung Galaxy Folder 2 flip phone with Android 6 as a backup in case the Nokia limits me too much in terms of functions. But I wanna give Nokia a try.
3. Tablet or laptop as a "control center" (for banking apps, Spotify, prepare playlists for the smartwatch, authentication & security apps in general, youtube, whatsapp etc..). Thinking about whether a tablet makes sense for this or a laptop on which I install an android emulator. I'm not sure what compatibility problems I would encounter with the smartwatch or some security apps, for example. I have also the feeling, i would add another layer of complexity there.

As you can see, I'm still very unclear about my decision. The aim is to banish the smartphone from my life without feeling that I am too restricted in my everyday life, but without the disadvantage of being distracted.
The dangers that I see are that I shift my addiction and of course that I get stuck on the tablet and that the whole interaction doesn't work the way I want it to.. Have you had any experience / feedback with a similar setting?