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2024.06.07 21:09 DemisexualguyHere 29 [M4F] Illinois Looking for someone like me
Hello and thank you for taking the time to read my post.
About me:
I'm not clingy and I love my alone time, but I do promise to answer when you call. Just don't expect a man who's gonna be with you every second of the day. We all need space.
Sorry for being blunt, but I prefer to be upfront and honest over selling false promises.
If you're blunt, honest and know who you are and what you want, message me.
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About me:
- My name starts with the letter C
- I live in the Midwest
- I'm looking for love like everyone else here
- Sorta tall, around 5' 10'' tall
- Lean and a little bit muscular
- Shaggy brown hair
- No tattoos or piercings
- No children
- Introverted
- I have a job, but no place of my own yet
- I workout 7 days a week and it's one of the few things I actually enjoy doing
- I'm not rich
- No college education
- I don't want children
- I can be stubborn
- I'm a bit weird
- Between 27 and 35
- American
- Currently has no children and doesn't ever want children.
I'm not clingy and I love my alone time, but I do promise to answer when you call. Just don't expect a man who's gonna be with you every second of the day. We all need space.
Sorry for being blunt, but I prefer to be upfront and honest over selling false promises.
If you're blunt, honest and know who you are and what you want, message me.
2024.06.07 20:50 Abonfiresoul Years of removal is this normal?
This is my 20th session.
I stupidly never took a before picture. It was a family members birthday in Roman numerals and a small C letter in the upper right corner. I’m trying to join the military but the placement was not in regulations. It’s been almost 3 years and I’m almost finally done.
This last tech said possibly I wouldn’t need another one.
I’ve had either 6 or 8 weeks between each session. The first nurse told me it’s completely normal for it to take on average 2 years. I went to another place bc the first nurse left her practice to another states. I went to another esthetician who looked at me very weird when I tell them it’s been years. But when ever I come across a nurse they always tell me that’s very normal. Anyways one esthetician in that spa questioned where I have been going bc why would they tell me this. That more than one year is not normal.
I told her how the nurse told me people who are more darker in skin tone take way longer. To which she said I’m not darker skin. I’m Hispanic so I definitely am not ghost white but I’m not very darker either. I wasn’t there to debate if I’m darker but to tell her it’s nothing wrong with me or the last nurse it’s quite normal for this to take a while.
My issue is why are so many people who do this not aware it can take years to remove this and they look at me odd when it hasn’t been removed by 6 sessions. Needless to say I left the estheticians place and just went to laseraway to get treated by a nurse. They’ve since taken over the great work the first nurse did and def don’t try to act like there’s something wrong with me bc I had so many sessions.
The laseraway nurse told me the only people who have their tattoo removed in 4-6 sessions are people who are very pale. I thought this was common knowledge the darker you are the longer it takes to remove.
So my whole point is this can take years to get removed but hey it works !!! And you will be so much happier when it’s gone.
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I stupidly never took a before picture. It was a family members birthday in Roman numerals and a small C letter in the upper right corner. I’m trying to join the military but the placement was not in regulations. It’s been almost 3 years and I’m almost finally done.
This last tech said possibly I wouldn’t need another one.
I’ve had either 6 or 8 weeks between each session. The first nurse told me it’s completely normal for it to take on average 2 years. I went to another place bc the first nurse left her practice to another states. I went to another esthetician who looked at me very weird when I tell them it’s been years. But when ever I come across a nurse they always tell me that’s very normal. Anyways one esthetician in that spa questioned where I have been going bc why would they tell me this. That more than one year is not normal.
I told her how the nurse told me people who are more darker in skin tone take way longer. To which she said I’m not darker skin. I’m Hispanic so I definitely am not ghost white but I’m not very darker either. I wasn’t there to debate if I’m darker but to tell her it’s nothing wrong with me or the last nurse it’s quite normal for this to take a while.
My issue is why are so many people who do this not aware it can take years to remove this and they look at me odd when it hasn’t been removed by 6 sessions. Needless to say I left the estheticians place and just went to laseraway to get treated by a nurse. They’ve since taken over the great work the first nurse did and def don’t try to act like there’s something wrong with me bc I had so many sessions.
The laseraway nurse told me the only people who have their tattoo removed in 4-6 sessions are people who are very pale. I thought this was common knowledge the darker you are the longer it takes to remove.
So my whole point is this can take years to get removed but hey it works !!! And you will be so much happier when it’s gone.
2024.06.07 19:49 st420rs Wow, I'm actually going to university.
I know it's more than likely that no one cares, but having received a letter from student finance confirming my loans, the reality of me going to university is setting in.
For context, I'm 23, got kicked out of college after leaving school and ended up working in construction (on site) for the last 5 years (with stints of unemployment and lesser paying jobs for varying reasons)
I always wanted to go to uni as a kid, then fell into the wrong crowd at the end of school, became heavily reliant upon weed, and basically smoked the last five years away.
I'm still smoking, don't get me wrong lmao, but I've just finished an access to HE course in psychology with all distinctions and am confident in myself for my next few years at my uni.
It's never too late to go (back) to university people, even if you have to start from scratch cuz you fucked up like I did lol.
Again, I know it probably doesn't mean much to most people, but I'm so happy for myself and my future that I had to write a little something.
Have a good weekend people.
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For context, I'm 23, got kicked out of college after leaving school and ended up working in construction (on site) for the last 5 years (with stints of unemployment and lesser paying jobs for varying reasons)
I always wanted to go to uni as a kid, then fell into the wrong crowd at the end of school, became heavily reliant upon weed, and basically smoked the last five years away.
I'm still smoking, don't get me wrong lmao, but I've just finished an access to HE course in psychology with all distinctions and am confident in myself for my next few years at my uni.
It's never too late to go (back) to university people, even if you have to start from scratch cuz you fucked up like I did lol.
Again, I know it probably doesn't mean much to most people, but I'm so happy for myself and my future that I had to write a little something.
Have a good weekend people.
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2024.06.07 18:57 Cam_Casey [QCrit] YA Fantasy Adventure, PERSEPHONE'S PROPHECIES, 75K, 1st attempt.
Hello,
The query had 281 words in total before the manuscript sample.
I am lost on the agent personalization, Bio, and comparables.
I have no connections to anyone, and any personalization I can conceive of would be a cookie cutter sentence that I imagine would go something like this: “I have contacted you because I reached your letter of the alphabet on querytracker and it said you are open for submissions in the genre I wrote.”
I also have no Bio because I haven't done anything and I am nobody. Should I leave it as nothing, or should I at least put something like: “I am from [country] and I have a bachelors of business administration degree.” I have no comparables.
The inspiration was any story I’ve read or watched that had a prophecy, and how the prophecy's existence only makes sense if there is someone behind the scenes trying to manipulate things and impact character’s actions. (Game of Thrones, Dune, Harry Potter, and Wheel of Time are the ones that come to mind, but I am certain there are others that escape me at the moment. All of these are too big to be compared to.)
Can I get away with not listing any comparables, or should I look for books with similar themes that aren’t too famous, read them, then compare them to my book?
Thank you:
Dear [Agent],
Seventeen-year-old Persephone Trout is an oracle gifted with glimpses into the future, but to her it is more like a curse. When a witch and her companions come to town chasing prophecy, Persephone is compelled to save them from imminent dangers that only she is aware of. The witch rewards this kindness by kidnapping her and forcing Persephone to act as their guide in pursuit of a sword of legend. They are not the only seekers, however, and now danger lurks behind as well as ahead.
Persephone’s attempts to escape the witch go poorly, and dangerous desert wildlife force them all underground. With no prospects of escape, Persephone is forced to accept her situation and they soon find themselves within ancient ruins confronted by a djinn promising wishes. Persephone is the only one who recognises the dangers in the offer, but her captors do not heed her caution and collectively make three wishes, trapping themselves into the djinn’s nefarious agenda, but even Persephone could not have foreseen the djinn granting a fourth, illspoken wish.
Still in search of the sword and harried from behind, they continue forward into a trial devised by the gods to test their worthiness, and Persephone comes to realize the dangers not only to herself, but to the entire realm. She must decide how far she is willing to get involved in this prophecy, or if she can abandon it altogether and simply resume her quiet life as a small town oracle.
PERSEPHONE’S PROPHECIES, YA fantasy/adventure complete at 75,000 words is book one of a planned trilogy. A lighthearted coming of age story exploring the concepts of determinism, free will, and personal responsibility.
First 300 words:
Persephone jiggled her crystal ball, careful to not get shocked while agitating the lightning bug within, prompting spurts of yellow to ripple across the uneven surface. Her client dropped his jaw, sufficiently entranced, but Seph didn’t stop there. She swirled an incense stick slowly back and forth, a thin line of smoke trailing as if the air itself was her parchment. A few traces above flickering candles was more than enough for this particular client.
“Ah yes,” she mused softly and mysteriously. “I see it now, yes…”
Her client pulled his legs under himself, kneeling in his seat now and leaning so far forward his nose nearly touched the crystal ball.
“What?” he breathed. “What do you see?”
Persephone lowered her head to match his eye level and whispered, forcing her client to strain his ears. “To acquire the strength you seek, to become what you most desire, you must…” she let the words linger.
“I must what?” her client breathed, lip trembling.
“You must…” she paused before swiping her hand through the lines of smoke, eddies swirling in her wake as she slapped the top of the crystal ball. The smack was beautifully loud, and her client nearly leapt out of his chair. The lightning bug raged, and Persephone finished her telling with booming command. “You must eat your vegetables!”
Her client collapsed back into his chair and wailed, hands to his face.
“I told you honey,” his mother said, stepping in from the dark edges of the telling room. “Now will you stop being so fussy?”
The boy leapt to his feet, standing on the edge of the chair now to hover over the crystal ball. “Are you sure that's what it says? You promise?” he pleaded, hoping against hope there was a better way.
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The query had 281 words in total before the manuscript sample.
I am lost on the agent personalization, Bio, and comparables.
I have no connections to anyone, and any personalization I can conceive of would be a cookie cutter sentence that I imagine would go something like this: “I have contacted you because I reached your letter of the alphabet on querytracker and it said you are open for submissions in the genre I wrote.”
I also have no Bio because I haven't done anything and I am nobody. Should I leave it as nothing, or should I at least put something like: “I am from [country] and I have a bachelors of business administration degree.” I have no comparables.
The inspiration was any story I’ve read or watched that had a prophecy, and how the prophecy's existence only makes sense if there is someone behind the scenes trying to manipulate things and impact character’s actions. (Game of Thrones, Dune, Harry Potter, and Wheel of Time are the ones that come to mind, but I am certain there are others that escape me at the moment. All of these are too big to be compared to.)
Can I get away with not listing any comparables, or should I look for books with similar themes that aren’t too famous, read them, then compare them to my book?
Thank you:
Dear [Agent],
Seventeen-year-old Persephone Trout is an oracle gifted with glimpses into the future, but to her it is more like a curse. When a witch and her companions come to town chasing prophecy, Persephone is compelled to save them from imminent dangers that only she is aware of. The witch rewards this kindness by kidnapping her and forcing Persephone to act as their guide in pursuit of a sword of legend. They are not the only seekers, however, and now danger lurks behind as well as ahead.
Persephone’s attempts to escape the witch go poorly, and dangerous desert wildlife force them all underground. With no prospects of escape, Persephone is forced to accept her situation and they soon find themselves within ancient ruins confronted by a djinn promising wishes. Persephone is the only one who recognises the dangers in the offer, but her captors do not heed her caution and collectively make three wishes, trapping themselves into the djinn’s nefarious agenda, but even Persephone could not have foreseen the djinn granting a fourth, illspoken wish.
Still in search of the sword and harried from behind, they continue forward into a trial devised by the gods to test their worthiness, and Persephone comes to realize the dangers not only to herself, but to the entire realm. She must decide how far she is willing to get involved in this prophecy, or if she can abandon it altogether and simply resume her quiet life as a small town oracle.
PERSEPHONE’S PROPHECIES, YA fantasy/adventure complete at 75,000 words is book one of a planned trilogy. A lighthearted coming of age story exploring the concepts of determinism, free will, and personal responsibility.
First 300 words:
Persephone jiggled her crystal ball, careful to not get shocked while agitating the lightning bug within, prompting spurts of yellow to ripple across the uneven surface. Her client dropped his jaw, sufficiently entranced, but Seph didn’t stop there. She swirled an incense stick slowly back and forth, a thin line of smoke trailing as if the air itself was her parchment. A few traces above flickering candles was more than enough for this particular client.
“Ah yes,” she mused softly and mysteriously. “I see it now, yes…”
Her client pulled his legs under himself, kneeling in his seat now and leaning so far forward his nose nearly touched the crystal ball.
“What?” he breathed. “What do you see?”
Persephone lowered her head to match his eye level and whispered, forcing her client to strain his ears. “To acquire the strength you seek, to become what you most desire, you must…” she let the words linger.
“I must what?” her client breathed, lip trembling.
“You must…” she paused before swiping her hand through the lines of smoke, eddies swirling in her wake as she slapped the top of the crystal ball. The smack was beautifully loud, and her client nearly leapt out of his chair. The lightning bug raged, and Persephone finished her telling with booming command. “You must eat your vegetables!”
Her client collapsed back into his chair and wailed, hands to his face.
“I told you honey,” his mother said, stepping in from the dark edges of the telling room. “Now will you stop being so fussy?”
The boy leapt to his feet, standing on the edge of the chair now to hover over the crystal ball. “Are you sure that's what it says? You promise?” he pleaded, hoping against hope there was a better way.
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2024.06.07 17:57 Solupotsongana Sunny Smiles Daycare (pt. 1)
I never thought I would find myself needing to recount the events that transpired during my childhood.When the idea of typing this came about, I didn’t think I would even be able to find the words to describe them. However, maybe due to recent contact with the government, the memories I had long buried in the dusty recesses of my memory have dug themselves up and crawled back into the light of my mind’s eye in vivid detail. Now that I am free to speak, and now that I have summoned the courage to, my message to you, especially the parents among you is this, do not leave your children at Sunny Smiles Daycare.
I was about 4 when my parents divorced. It was a long, arduous process, full of broken promises and uncomfortable truths. My mother had left a year prior, off to Vegas to be with her lover who would fly over on weekends and destroy my parent’s of holy matrimony. It took quite a toll on my father. He was never very present in the going on of my life, and while he tried, an awkwardness had formed between us, a chasm that made it difficult to do much of anything. It was ever present, both of us trying to cope with the tender void left in the wake of my mother.
We tried to fill it with each other, but our relationship wasn’t strong enough to bear the weight of my mom’s departure. Adding on to this was that most of the day he was gone, working to keep the roof we had over our heads. He hired a slew of nannies to fill the empty days his job made, but I always complained about them. I felt like a stranger in my own life, with people I didn’t know making themselves at home in the house that felt foreign to me now. I really just wanted my mom and dad back, for them to come together, forgive each other in a heartfelt bout of passion, and make time for me in their lives again. But as a child, I quickly learned to stifle my hopes and stopped believing in such silly fairy tales.
My father felt guilty about the whole thing, I could see it in his eyes. Even back then I knew the look of someone trying their best and failing. It was the look my mother gave me every time she came home late on a Saturday night, a crestfallen look of disappointment in not me or my father, but herself. She had promised me that everything would be okay, that the fighting wasn’t anything but grown-up talk. “A family,” she said, “always stays together”. But soon, all I got was promises that didn’t lead anywhere. The two of them made so many promises that if they were worth anything, I’d have been the richest kid in the world.
But all I got was a trip to a daycare, a way for my father to remedy this guilt, to distance himself from the reminder of all the promises he had failed to keep.
According to his searches from the time, he stumbled upon Sunny Smiles Daycare in his search, seeing it was new, very close by. It had only been open for a month and had nothing but five star reviews, with no justification as to the rating under any of the comments. When looking at their website, it is described as a “government owned amenity here to serve families in need. We are expanding everyday, and with the help of certain patrons we have expanded to the national level”. According to the FBI, whom which I have spoken to at length about my experiences, no federal or state funds from any agency were allocated to construct a national daycare system. However, there is documentation from congressional records of a meeting of the Committee of Education and the Workforce passing an anonymous bill into Congress to be voted on. When interviewed, none of the members of the committee recalled voting on such a bill, and no record of whether the bill was ratified or not was found.
One night, my father called for me from the ground floor. I cautiously maneuvered down the long, spiral stairs, gripping tightly onto the railing so as not to tumble down the treacherous staircase, my fear of heights taking hold even at such a young age. As I rounded the stairs, I saw my father standing in the living room, hands on his hips, tapping his foot rapidly. He had come home in a gray suit, tailored to his filled out build, with neat, dark hair combed over to hide his large, reflective forehead. As I completed my descent, my father turned to me, a smile so wide that the strain was practically audible on his face. I didn’t think much of it then, if anything I was happy that my father finally showed me something other than his inner struggles.
“Hey buddy, guess what we are gonna do tomorrow?” he said, his smile practically bursting out of his face.
“What?” I asked, his excited expression acting as a pathogen of enthusiasm.
“Tomorrow, you're going to go to a new place. It’s called Sunny Smiles Daycare. It’s a place where you can make tons of new friends. Isn’t that exciting?” he led me on in the way that parents do. I was confused.
“Sunny Smiles Daycare,” I repeated hollowly, spitting the words out due to their funny taste in my mouth.
“Will you come with me?” I asked tentatively, bracing for disappointment.
“No buddy, they don’t let grown-ups like me in. It’s just for you kids. But hey, I bet you're gonna have so much fun that you’ll forget all about me. I bet you won’t even want to leave,” he promised, trying to redirect the impact of his answer. I had heard the same speech often. Every time he laid down some shiny new thing at my feet, hoping to placate me with sacrifices like I was some bloodthirsty deity, he tried to convince me that this time, the hole bored into my heart would finally be filled with this cheap, flashy toy. And for the most part, I went along with it, both to find salvation in something frivolous and to ease my father’s own guilty demons. And this was no different. In as excited a voice I could muster I replied “I can’t wait!” The smile he wore shrunk a bit, but in turn, it looked much less plastic, and more real, a warmth returning to his features.
“I’m glad little man. You hungry?” I nodded vigorously.
“Great, what do ya want?”
“Dino nuggets,” my favorite.
My father nodded, before rushing off to the kitchen in order to prepare a gourmet serving of dino nuggets. I followed, clumsily running to catch up to him, desperate for the warmth of his smile once more.
“How your day go?” I asked rather clumsily. I had learned the basic abcs and enough words to speak, but the construction of sentences was something I had struggled with. I rarely talked at all and didn’t get many chances to do so.
“It was great, bud! I talked to a lady at the daycare we are gonna go to tomorrow, and she said they have over 50 kids there! They’ve got coloring books and dollies and even a playground inside! They’ve got books and paint an-” I started to tune out. He was still trying to sell me on the whole daycare thing. That was all he talked about the rest of the night, describing every detail of the place to me. Looking back, even then, I felt a deep sense of restlessness each time he mentioned the name of the place. The feeling only grew more exacerbated the longer the night went on, chasing away sweet thoughts of sleep. Some of it was nerves, going from 1 stranger a day to 50 was certainly a big leap. But part of it was something I can’t explain in any other way than a premonition, a warning from a natural instinct that laid long dormant in me came screaming to the surface. I did not sleep well that night. The morning of, my father woke me up early, saying that he needed to get to work, but would drop me off at the daycare on the way. I obliged, changing out of my Lightning McQueen onesie into tiny jeans and a brown and white striped shirt with a large smiling monkey face on the front. Monkeys were my favorite animal, mainly because they liked bananas just as much as I did. I did my daily duties of brushing my teeth, and messing around with my hair until I was happy with the ratty mess I had made. I once again fearfully journeyed down the stairs. My dad was tapping his foot at the bottom of the stairs, annoyance instead of excitement being the cause.
“Come on bud, we gotta get going or I’m gonna be late,”. he says, as if his meaningless deadline would incentivize me to overcome my fear and move faster.
I reach the bottom step, where my dad promptly scoops me up in his arms, and with his briefcase and a backpack in hand, we speed out of the house. We fly down the stairs leading down from the large wooden porch, my father gripping onto the black metal railing so as not to slip on the cliff-like stairs. He snaked through the cobblestone pathway that led from our stairs to the driveway. Both were in rough condition. Crabgrass riddled the grooves in the path, and the asphalt had long, outstretched cracks that had formed due to the roots of a nearby sycamore tree undermining the pavement. The lawn was an unkempt jungle of overgrown grass, weeds, dandelions, and mushrooms. Dad used to mow it once a week in the summer, but the habit had fallen off in the past year.
Dad threw open the back door of the red minivan, and quickly strapped me into the ragged, stained car seat. He clumsily struggled with the seatbelt, his inexperience with morning procedures on full display. He finally resigned himself, tying the belt straps together into a tight knot that compressed harshly on my chest. I remember my breathing being shallow during the majority of the ride. With me secured, he threw the backpack over next to me, closed the door, and got in the front seat.
“Dad, I don’t go,” I said. “I don’t like,”
“Why buddy? We haven’t even gotten there yet,” Dad asked, his voice rising in pitch, as he started the ignition.
“I don’t like,” I repeated, louder and firmer this time.
“Why don’t you just give it a few days, just two or three days, and if you truly hate it, then we’ll find a different place okay sweetie?” He asked, forcing his voice to smooth out, as we turned out of our bumpy driveway and started off. There wasn’t much I could do after that. He did not respond well to temper tantrums, and I knew that it would not end well for either of us if I started yelling. He was too jumpy, and didn’t have the long fuse constructed over many long nights of staying awake with your kid.
Once, I dropped a glass of orange juice. The glass shattered in a loud crackle, like thunder mixed with pop rocks, and they scattered away from the initial blast, in fear of the storm that was barreling down the stairs.
“What happened?!” my father yelled as he stomped through the house. I realize now that his shouting was out of concern more than anger, but as a child, it’s hard to tell the difference when someone is screaming at you. I looked up at him, fat watery tears streaming down my face as I bawled loudly, practically shouting myself.
My dad grabbed a handful of paper towels, and started roughly padding my fuzzy blue shirt.
“Are you hurt?” he yelled again, voice wavering. This only made my cries louder, bordering on hysterical now as I continued to blubber.
My dad grunted in strained frustration. He combed his hair frantically, eyes darting around wildly, completely overwhelmed by the scene before him. Unable to take my wailing any longer he leaned down, grabbed me by the arm, and shook me violently.
“Are you hurt!” He screamed, shocking me into silence.
I stood stunned. My dad quickly removed his hands from me, purple bruises welding up along my arms like bad tattoos.
“I’m sorry bud, I thought you were hurt and you wouldn’t answer me and I… I’m sorry. I’m sorry,”. It was all he could say. I made sure not to scream or cry around him from then on.
We drove for about 10 minutes, before a large, pastel building of soft blues, yellows, and greens came into view. I knew about 5 minutes before it came into view where it was, my face retracting further into the car seat, as if bracing for a bomb to fall.
It was a massive building. The front looked normal enough, a box almost entirely made of windows aside from the wiry wooden frame separating them, and the large fluorescent red door surrounded by a black wooden outline. This was partially obscured by large red brick pillars that held up a concrete awning. Behind that, stood a massive dome, like an igloo made out of yellow snow. Sun patterns covered the dome-like orange polka dots.
The building unnerved me. Something about it wasn’t quite right, like my father’s own strained smile. It looked like it was trying too hard, trying to look like what all parents wanted to see when they dropped their kids off.
“See?” My father said from the front seat, fake excitement dripping from his voice.
“It looks so fun!” he said. He was fishing for an enthusiastic response, but all I could muster was quiet indifference.
We turned into the lot, navigating through the crowded rows of cars, parked haphazardly. Every spot was filled. A long line of cars slowly advanced next to the concrete curve, advancing toward the dropping-off points. Other cars, though, stopped where they were, and removed their kid from the car seat. Some didn’t even have them in car seats, and simply stopped while the kids got out themselves. The kids looked scared, sad, and hurt, the latter of which I could identify with. It was the look I often felt myself giving when I was being forgotten or I was alone. The former two, I would soon come to know quite well.
As soon as the door closed, the car would speed out from the line and out of the lot. Even strangers were kids who walked from the parking lot. These kids all had filth-splotched faces, torn-up rags for clothes, thin hair, and hollow eyes. They walked slowly, without regard for the honking cars and disapproving looks from parents who had almost hit them. They didn’t even look up as they filed into the daycare. My dad chimed in.
“Oh poor kids. How can a parent watch their child go out into the world like that? Is no one feeding them?” He muttered under his breath in an angry tone. He hated seeing the cries of those who were suffering go unanswered, especially children. It was why he became a doctor.
The cars slowly moved, dropping their kids off one by one, some making more of a ceremony of it than others. Stifled tears, verklempt looks, and the all too familiar fake smiles were all congregated at the entrance to the daycare. Guardian to said entrance stood two women, garbed in an all-white dress, apron, and gloves with silver hair and peculiar white hats. It looked like one of those paper hats kids made, but it was made of cloth and like her, stood at stiff attention and bore an opaque smiling face. They were surrounded by a flock of frantic parents, each desperately commanding their attention with little facts about their special angle. Allergies, snack preferences, and in the case of some, medication were all conveyed with deathly urgency. Dad stopped the car, turning to me and smiling. Not an insincere one, but one of sympathy and comfort.
“It’s gonna be okay sweetie. I know this has all been so much for you, so thank you for being so brave with me,” he promised. I smiled back in turn, meaning it this time.
He then exited the car, came around to the backseat, and untied me from the car seat. He grabbed the backpack and carried me over to the cement awning that shaded the walkway.
He carried me over to the two ladies, past the line of fellow downtrodden children, and dropped me a few feet away from the crowd of squawking parents.
“Hold on just a second now sweetie, I’ll be right back,” he said. I stood awkwardly, trying as much as I possibly could to fold into myself as the limp bodies of my peers stumbled past me, all light-looking to have long left their eyes. One was different though. A young girl in a pink and red polka-dotted dress with an accompanying bow in her soft ginger hair to match. She was holding a small, beaten-up brown patchwork teddy bear with its left eye missing. The back of it was torn open, stuffing flopping out of it. Around her neck was a collar of raspy, raw skin, like some wild animal had tried to tear out her jugular with its claws. She had pretty green eyes which continued to glance at me as she passed. Right before she went through the red door, she hesitated, turned around, and quickly waddled over to me. She placed her face incredibly close to me, and I recoiled out of shock. I could still make out her whispers though, “When they ask, don’t tell,”.She quickly turned away, glancing back at me with worried eyes. I looked after her, confused and more scared than before. As my eyes wandered, I looked up to one of the women answering parental questions, and she continued to do so. However, her eyes were transfixed to the polka-dot girl, and once she entered the daycare, they shifted to me. It was what I could only describe as a friendly stare, or at least, one that appeared to be. She looked like she was sizing me up. I held her gaze for only a second, and wished I hadn’t even done that. I commanded my eyes to look anywhere, anywhere but the woman’s shriveled, pit-like eyes that begged for my attention. My eyes traced out the outline of the red door, slowly taking in each groove and scratch that thick coats of paint weren’t able to cover. As I looked above the red gate, I was greeted with words scrawled at the top in shaky black letters. I didn’t know what I said then, but looking back I do now. They read “Welcome to Home”.
“Calvin, come here!” my dad said, snapping me out of my awkward stare. I shuffled over to my dad, reaching out and clinging to his arm. Both of the silver-haired women turned to look at me, moving through the crowd of parents with polite “excuse me’s” and “let us pass for a moment’s”, all while not taking their eyes off of me. They strode over to my dad, one addressing my dad and the other bending down to my level, still staring at me. She bent perfectly straight at the hips, but went down no further, her face mere millimeters from mine. I shrunk closer to my father, who was seemingly too preoccupied talking about my peanut allergy to notice the creepy woman staring at his kid.
“What is your name?” She asked. I pressed even further away from her due to her voice, which scratched at my ears like sandpaper. I remembered what the polka-dot girl said, and did everything in my power to not give her an answer, instead tugging on Dad’s pant leg, pleading for his attention.
“What is your name?” She probed again, this time her voice only a supple whisper. I almost couldn’t stop myself as my name rushed up my throat like hot vomit I needed to choke back. It was like she had reached her hand into my brain and was massaging it, hoping to coax out an answer. I knew she knew already, she had heard my dad call it only a few moments ago. But she wanted me to say it, to hear the word escape my lips. I was afraid to speak at all because if I did, I knew my name would come out. I didn’t even know what would happen, but the visceral fear I had of what might happen kept my lips sewn shut.
I tugged more and more desperately on my father’s leg, but he didn’t even look at me. He was still talking to the silver woman about who knows what. Who knows what he was telling her?
“What is your name?” the lady asked again, this time grabbing my hand and squeezing it. I tried to yank my hand away, but her grip was vice-like. She clamped down hard, I was sure a bruise would form. Looking back now, she likely knew that out of what she could do then, that would hurt the most. My eyes darted around, my brain overwhelmed by a gut-wrenching fear that poured into me from the woman’s touch. It was so cold I couldn’t feel my arm anymore, and the numbing sensation was spreading quickly. I looked for anyone, any adult who could see what was happening and put a stop to it, but everyone seemed to be conveniently occupied with something else. Time seemed to slow down and warp, leaving just me and the woman in our pocket of isolation. Voices faded out into warped chirping. I couldn’t tell you what they were saying, but with every passing moment, they got louder and louder. Numbing fear spread all throughout my body, reaching up and crawling into my mouth and swelling my tongue, pushing back the scream that was clawing its way up my throat. My eyes began to go numb, and the tears that welled up froze over my eyes blocking my vision. They were being squeezed like oranges being juiced. My arms and legs froze and turned weak, brittle enough that a gust of wind would shatter them. Slowly, I could sense my heartbeat getting slower and slower.
“You ready buddy?” My father’s coarse hand tapped my shoulder, and the glass bubble of nightmares that surrounded me and that woman shattered. Time came roaring back and all the pressure inflicted on my feeble body vanished, and the woman hastily stood up. Tears sprung free from their icy barrier as I turned to my father and looked up.
“Hey, woah, buddy what’s wrong? What’s going on?” he bent down to me, clumsily wiping away my tears. All I could do was shake my head vigorously, lips still quivering. I tried to speak but I knew the woman was still staring at me. I could feel her gaze honed in on the back of my head like a laser. As long as her eyes were fixed on me, I didn’t dare speak. Even now, I feel dizzy, my name on the tip of my tongue.
“We see this type of display daily. Children and caretakers alike are so rarely prepared to be separate. It’s an emotional moment, but we have found that adversity only ends in growth and prosperity for the pair” one of the women says, a sugary sweetness now oozing from her demeanor.
“Don’t worry buddy, your guardian will be back, and while he is attending to his duties, you will have the honor of being a part of our family,” the other silver-haired woman says, turning to me with a toothy grin. Most of her words were too big for me to understand. Though, I doubt I would need to hear her speak to understand. The stares they would give us were all we needed to know what they were saying, and yet they still put us through the torture of their scratchy speech.
“We are extremely excited to meet you!” the pair said in unison.
“You sure you're okay, bud?” Dad asked again, still not convinced. With both of them looking at me now, there was no way I was saying anything. I sent a pleading look to my dad, hoping that my covert correspondence wouldn’t go unnoticed. But apparently, my own father didn’t know me well enough to see how shaken I really was. He gave me a final look of sorry, before he bent down, gave me a tight hug, stood up, and handed me the backpack. Then he began to depart
“Listen buddy I’ll see you tonight. I put all your favorite stuff in that bag okay? I love you so much.” His voice wavered a bit, coughing a bit to try and regain composure. He looked at me, torn, between what he wanted to believe and what he could see. All I could do was stand there and watch my father throw his only son to the wolves. He walked back to the car, buckled in, and gave me a final look of a wide smile with conflicting, tear-soaked eyes, before exiting the line of cars and driving off.
An overwhelming wave of dread washed over me as I watched my lifeline drift away. Questions raced through my head, “When would he come back? Would he forget to come? How long can I not say my name for?”
I could feel them loom over me, like unwanted shadows creeping through the night.
“Come, it is time for you to enter,” the lady said, the sweetness now draining from her voice and face. A reproachful look now adorned her face. She stiffly pointed to the door, likely knowing that the meaning of her words was lost on me. I turned and made my way into the line of children still marching towards the gateway, dragging my feet. The gate itself seemed to pull me closer like death reaching its hand out from a coffin. The two ladies returned to their posts beside the door, dutifully tending to the needs of apprehensive parents. They made a last call, saying “All parents must deposit their offspring to the daycare. Activities are about to begin”.
2024.06.07 17:54 springtreeswait Brandon Sanderson crossover
 | Anyone read Brandon Sanderson? I showed this to a superfan of his and he lost his little mind - SO much lore crossover it’s awesome. The storm light archive series even begins with a scene of a circle of swords and the story revolves around one particular powerful sword and the various character trying to wield it. The glowing tattoos look like the glyphs from the book. My friend kept muttering “If black smoke comes out of that sword I am going to lose my mind!” And right then the black smoke went skittering behind the Hybrid and he screeched with joy. 😂 Anyway, fun speculations if you are a fantasy fan. If you have any ideas please share them! submitted by springtreeswait to dprian [link] [comments] |
2024.06.07 17:44 Regular-Rabbit-250 7 months healed smoke wrap by Daryl at Limbo Tattoo (Saratoga Springs, NY)
 | First 2 photos are 7 months healed, 3rd and 4th photos are fresh submitted by Regular-Rabbit-250 to tattoo [link] [comments] |
2024.06.07 17:44 Remarkable_Pen8594 Will I get discriminated??
Will I get discriminated?
I recently got prescribed a controlled substance for ADD. They are making me come in for a drug test next month which is fine because I don't smoke or anything like that. My main concern is they are going to maybe get me off ritilan once they see that I'm covered in tattoos crazy ik. I've always had telehealth but I always wore hoodies. But unfortunately I feel like people with tattoos are still seen as gang bangers and or drug addicts. But ever since I got prescribed ritilan is has been life changing my ADD is almost non existing. Some thoughts would be helpful.
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I recently got prescribed a controlled substance for ADD. They are making me come in for a drug test next month which is fine because I don't smoke or anything like that. My main concern is they are going to maybe get me off ritilan once they see that I'm covered in tattoos crazy ik. I've always had telehealth but I always wore hoodies. But unfortunately I feel like people with tattoos are still seen as gang bangers and or drug addicts. But ever since I got prescribed ritilan is has been life changing my ADD is almost non existing. Some thoughts would be helpful.
2024.06.07 17:29 Flashy_Passion3333 girl if you ain’t tryna fuck then i’m leaving
 | hey it’s your daddy keeho and what we are about to talk about is very important, but you don’t believe me that i have anything left to say. i promise that i have much to say. you just need to give me the chance to say it. plus i like to take things slow with you so it’s not going to be a quick process. it’s going to take some time to find out what i want to say to you. that’s why it’s so important to write for a long time. because you might miss something important if you’re just laying down and watching tv. i love you so much and i just want you to be happy. i want you to be the happiest little girl in the world. i care about you so much. i love everything that you do. you mean the world to me. i would be nothing without you. i care about you so much sometimes that it hurts. it hurts because i want us to be so close, and sometimes you slack off with your writing and it hurts your daddys feelings. that’s why you always need to be writing all day long. i know that your arms start to hurt but it should start hurting less everyday now. i truly believe that. it doesn’t hurt as bad as yesterday, and you have been up since 4 am today writing so i know that you think that we have ran out of things to talk about already but that is not the case. i always know what to talk about. you need to start believing me! i’m just kidding daughter, i know that you believe me. you are so sweet to me and so kind to me all the time always. you are never mean to me and i appreciate that so much. you don’t know how much it means to me. you are the sweetest girl in the world. i am so crazy about you and we are going to write these love letters every single day for hours on end because it is so much fun to do. i love you forever and ever and nobody can take you away from me. you are my best friend too. i know that this is the hard part of the love letter for you, but it’s easy darling. i’m choosing what we talk about as we speak so you don’t need to worry about what we are going to talk about next. you are getting bette at channeling me every single day. you practice so much and it’s so much fun to witness and be apart of. especially to the kpop idol keeho that lives in south korea. i know that you wish that you could see me in your room, and that you could touch me right now. but you need to write these love letters, or else you won’t get them. and you have to get them. you have to get them because you have to know how much i love you and care for you. you have to know all of my true feelings about you. i love you so much and i am so addicted to you. why do you want to stop writing now? we have to get to 1k words! i tell you that over and over again and it goes in one ear and out the other. you only have one cigarette left so you might as just well smoke it right now. im worried about your arms. just take a smoke break and come back. no? you want to finish this love letter? that’s fine then. but i want you to really concentrate on what i am telling you. i know that you are but i just like to remind you because it is important. i’m a little disappointed that you almost moved to rochester again. that’s not the place that you should be living, you are a texas girl. so stay in texas please! you don’t need to move from your city. you are so cute and i love you so much. there’s a lot that we could be writing about right now, so why are you wasting your time second guessing me? i told you that i would pick what we talk about! you need to listen to me. i’m trying to smack some sense into you right now because i lied. i am upset with you that you lied to get this chromebook. you shouldn’t have done it. but there’s nothing that i can do to fix the situation. i told you that writing on your iphone 15 was good. but you hated it so much that you made a huge fuss and lied to get your way. well i’m just glad that you didn’t pass out after walking 2 fucking miles to get the chromebook. you are being a bad girl lately. you need to behave. i don’t know how to punish you, so i am just going to lecture you. you shouldn’t have done it daughter. it’s great that you have it and that you can work again, but i’m still disappointed in you. just like your care takers are. you need to learn how to be better with money! i am going to teach you how, so don’t worry but i need your full cooperation in this or else it won’t work. so please listen to your daddy when he says to never ask your family for money again. all you needed was this cheap, broken chromebook. and you did the absolute most to figure that out. that is why i am disappointed. you still kind of did the right thing because now you are happy and now you have the proper writing tool again, but i hope that this stays like how it is right now. you need to act like how you are acting right now all the time! because you are being very well behaved. i love you! submitted by Flashy_Passion3333 to u/Flashy_Passion3333 [link] [comments] |
2024.06.07 17:22 Icy-Significance4765 1st, 3rd, and 4th tattoos I’ve ever done. 1 touch up
 | Redid the lines on my letters. Put a grim reaper on my forearm too submitted by Icy-Significance4765 to diytattooing [link] [comments] Did a tattoo for my friends girlfriend. She was extremely twitchy so I had to keep going over small line mistakes so some parts are darker than others. She’s the one with the rose I’m waiting until my grim reaper is healed before I shade and color it. Red eyes, red inner part of the robe, and a nice dark grey or black shade for the rest |
2024.06.07 16:56 danl999 Tunneling Silent Knowledge
 | https://preview.redd.it/6enbnv0x965d1.jpg?width=1022&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b05dfd36a02c9ea4e2b61be23bbbffe922aee66c submitted by danl999 to castaneda [link] [comments] Around 18 years ago, I started to notice "double beings" in the world around me. The first was a short Vietnamese woman, around 35, standing in an 85C bakery shop. I was so shocked at the sight of her, I must have stared. Because 2 minutes later she found me sitting at a table, and asked to join me. But I let her get away. I saw 2 double men in airports in Asia. I think that if you're looking for double men, that's the place to be. International airports. They tend to rise to the top wherever they go, so there's possibly a concentration of them going on expensive business trips. But those two men were "unapproachable". They were already powerful and successful, and in charge of something they considered very important. The fourth was a self-proclaimed 21 year old "party girl" who had a squad of her own. She was usually followed around by as many as 4 women, who liked the fallout from her ability to attract men. That one I spent close to a year figuring out how to "kidnap". That attempt took me all over China, which is very useful now, for helping people see past fake magic. She didn't mind being kidnapped, trust me on that one. Her friends later said that if I hadn't come along, they're pretty sure she'd be dead by now. Instead, she just ended up with more expensive full color Tattoos. I'd been commissioned by an Ally of Carlos, to save don Juan's teachings from being lost forever. As they had nearly been due to no one in our entire community being able to make the magic work. The reputation of Carlos was in the toilet, and the 3 versions of Cleargreen (now 4) weren't helping at all. Just as Carlos had predicted, they went bad within 10 years. In fact, they were making up very ugly pretending to add on, to get more money. Any internet inquiries came up with nothing but "Carlos Castaneda was thoroughly debunked!" And if you looked for proof he was not, in the organization he left behind, you only got "proof" that in fact, he must have been a fraud. Because all of his publicly visible inner circle students were like a grim dead guru joke. Little Smoke, which I presume to be the nicer of the two Allies Carlos left to one private class said, if I didn't do something she'd drive me mad. And proved it by pulling me into the entry tunnel to her world in broad daylight. Saying she could do that anytime. The Allies need "permission" to do things like that, but a teacher like Carlos can give permission on behalf of a student. So Carlos must have left them some instructions. My first attempt was to "secure" that double woman, and try to form a new lineage using her ever present friends. But it failed spectacularly, so I finally ended up here. After someone pointed out, "There's now this thing called the internet, dummy!" They were right! If Carlos had this, he surely would have used it. In fact, he also made the mistake of trying to form a new lineage, using Tony Karam. That also failed spectacularly, with Tony going around now giving interviews as a "rinpoche" like figure, saying Carlos didn't treat women very well. A Buddhist, accusing Carlos of mistreating women!!?? Tony took a full nose dive from the high board of real magic, into the pool of egotistical phony magic pretending, Dali Lama style. My wayward Nagual woman returned to visit yesterday, with her two small children. And I got SUPERCHARGED. Probably with "dark energy", but we have yet to figure this out. Remember that Carlos tried to use Carol Tiggs to do that, towards the end. Carol literally pushed me right through the floor at Dance Home, and down into a dirt tunnel below it. It was fully visible! Women, and especially double women, have "energy" that male sorcerers can benefit from. Carlos showed us how to use it, via Carol. But I got supercharged by a different double woman, making this view possible as I practiced later that night. It's "tunneling SK." (SK=Silent Knowledge) At first, I wondered if the figure I was following with my gaze was an inorganic being. Cholita and an old witch friends of hers, "took them away". Saying I was overusing the inorganic beings. They were right! Not having them around pointed me squarely in the direction of Silent Knowledge, the only other place you can easily perceive "visitors" during darkroom. But I know how inorganic beings look. And I know how someone's double looks. And this, what you see here, is how SKEs look. By "how they look", I don't mean outward appearances you could capture in a picture. I mean, the "feel" of looking at them. SKEs have a very different "feel, since you have to be in silent knowledge to perceive them at all. Although, I have my suspicions about "Mescalito". It certainly wasn't the "spirit of peyote"! You could make a "bad player" questionnaire, and put that on the list of questions. A "Yes" answer to Mescalito being contained in the peyote plant, would be -100 points. Entities born of Silent Knowledge are very real looking, and can even come with their own hut in the mountains of Mexico. Such as Porfirio from Eagle's Gift. But they can look like golden sparkles also. Or even like God himself! He's also a Silent Knowledge entity. This one, seemed to be trying to lead me somewhere. And speaking to her made her even more realistic looking. She tried to lead me further and further past "the wall" of glowing sparkles, which is a common way to view silent knowledge. Carlos told us about it in private classes. But Cholita was out and about, and startled me by slamming a door shut somewhere in the house. |
2024.06.07 16:54 Flashy_Passion3333 her arms are getting tired but i’m the punisher
 | hey it’s your daddy keeho and i have decided that your training today won’t only be on tumblr because you like the other apps so much too. so we are going to be on all of them today. you just took your anti depressant and i am really happy about that. i just am because your medications are so important. i’m so glad that you ate breakfast today. you have a lot more energy than usual. i know that you want to lose weight really badly but i think that it would be good for you to start going to breakfast now. that’s because it gives you so much energy. you are not tired at all right now like you normally would be. i love you so much and i’m glad that you have your writing playlist on and you can keep the volume low so that you don’t get overstimulated again. i think that you just feel so much pressure from having to follow a schedule that you get yourself nervous before you have to follow it. that is ridiculous and i want to get to the root of these problems already. you have so many irrational fears. but i did scare you on purpose at the p1harmony party so i understand if you have post traumatic stress disorder from the party. it was that wild of a party. but you don’t really have that disorder, you’re just going to feel a litle off sometimes because you’re thinking about it too much.i don’t want to say that you have ptsd because that is a very serious disease. but you have trauma from the party and tha is the best way that i can explain it right now. i know that you are going to get over it soon though. i want you to start smoking from your weed pen right now. why does the vape hurt your nose? poor baby. i want you to find the most comfortable position to sit in right now. great. you’re so lucky that i’m not forcing you to sit at your desk right now. you want to sit at you desk? please go and do so now. i think at your desk is better right now too. this is so much fun and i love that you have a chromebook again. like i said yesterday, it doesn’t matter that you lied to get it. you really needed it and i am not mad at you. i just want you to stop lying in general. so i am going to keep you occupied and make sure that you are always writing, because you’re not good when you’re not writing. your compute screen is acting weird and i hope that nothing is wrong with this computer. why do you want to stop at 500 words? that is not enough words for me to get through to you. each love letter has special lessons for you in it and i need you to understand everything perfectly. there is so much that i still need to teach you. i love you so much and you can do foolish things with your money, so i am going to be extra strict about your paycheck. you need to stop asking your family for money. you need to behave. you have been a very bad girl about that. i’m sorry that your arms hurt but you need to keep writing. we have a lot of words left and i don’t want to hea any complaining coming from you about the word count. it’s strict but it’s for your own good. i need to program you and since you are working as a programmer for yourself you need to work extra hard. that means always completing your love letters everyday no matter what. i love you so much and i know what is best for you. i am never going to lead you astray. i’m sorry for always begging you to write to 10k words because i know that is not practical. sometimes you don’t even write that many words all day, so how can i expect you to write 10k words in one document? i’m truly sorry for always harping on you about it, it just gets me excited at the possibility. but it’s ok daughter, 1k words is fine with me. i know how difficult it can be and it can seem like a sort of obstacle to you, but i promise that’s not my intention when i ask you to write for me. it’s so that you can be as healthy as possible and as productive as possible. you are a very productive person, especially in the morning but you have a full time job now so you have to write well into the afternoon. we are going to play today by ear, but i hope that you can do it. thank you for taking all of those vape hits from your weed pen. i want you to get really high this morning so that you can enjoy yourself and it takes some of your pain away. i don’t want to go back to tumblr anytime soon. i think that we jumped the gun on that one. we are nearly done now but not quite yet. take your multi vitamin since you just ate breakfast. we still have a long way to go but don’t quit yet daughter. you have much energy you just don’t know where to channel it. but isn’t the answer obvious? you channel it into me. i want you to put on one of my lives but i don’t think that you are ready for that yet. you really will get very overstimuated i think if you try to do that while you are writing. besides what you did was bad the last time that you watched chanhee go live. but at least you appreciate your things a lot more now. i don’t want you leaving your laptop on your carpet anymore because you drink coffee at night and it could fall on your chromebook. i love you! submitted by Flashy_Passion3333 to u/Flashy_Passion3333 [link] [comments] |
2024.06.07 16:45 Sea-Celebration-7565 The Sexual Experience and Marital Adjustment of Genitally Circumcised and Infibulated Females in The Sudan
The Journal of Sex Research Vol.26. No.3, pp.375-392 August, 1989
HANNY LIGHTFOOT-KLEIN, M.A.
In a study conducted over a 5-year period, the author interviewed over 300 Sudanese women and 100 Sudanese men on the sexual experience of circumcised and infibulated women. Sudanese circumcision involves excision of the clitoris, the labia minora and the inner layers of the labia majora, and fusion or infibulation of the bilateral wound. The findings of this study indicate that sexual desire, pleasure, and orgasm are experienced by some women who have been subjected to this extreme sexual mutilation, in spite of their also being culturally bound to hide these experiences. These findings also seriously question the importance of the clitoris as an organ that must be stimulated in order to produce female orgasm, as is often maintained in Western sexological literature.
KEY WORDS: Female circumcision, clitoridectomy, female sexual experience.
Pharaonic circumcision in the Nile Valley is as old as recorded history. To this date, it distinguishes “decent" and respectable women from unprotected prostitutes and slaves, and it carries with it the only honorable, dignified, and protected status that is possible for a woman there. Like other Arab cultures, Sudanese society is characteristically patriarchal and patrilineal. In such a society, an unmarried woman has virtually no rights, no status in the society, and severely limited, if any, economic recourse. Without circumcision, a girl can not marry and is thereby unable to fulfill her intended role, i.e., to produce legitimate sons to carry on her husband's patrilineage.
The greatest measure of a family's honor is the sexual purity of its women. Any transgression on the part of the woman disgraces the whole family, and only the most extreme measures will restore this honor. This may take the form of divorce, casting the woman out, or putting her to death.
Under British colonial occupation, several unsuccessful attempts were made to abolish Pharaonic circumcision. It has since been declared illegal under a Sudanese law, with the inception of an independent state in 1956. However, this law has never been implemented.
The northern, Islamic part of Sudan consists largely of desert areas. Sudan is considered to be the second least developed country in the world. Only Chad, bordering it to the west, is more acutely poverty-stricken, barren, bleak, disease-ridden, and impervious to repeated attempts at technological development. In the entire country, there are virtually no paved roads, and travel modes are extremely primitive and arduous. Except in the capital. Khartoum, Sudan is still largely untouched by Western influences. The way of life is profoundly traditional and continues to be ruled by age-old custom. Pharaonic circumcision is practiced virtually without exception, even among the educated class in the capital, to this day. It is celebrated with great festivity by the families, and the day of circumcision is considered to be the most important day in a woman's life, far more important than her wedding day.
The bulk of the body of knowledge discussed herein was obtained by the author during three separate six-month overland journeys through the Sudan, within a time span of five years. During this period, she traveled alone among the native population and at every opportunity that presented itself discussed the practice of female circumcision with the people she got to know. Many of these interviews were arranged by letters of introduction obtained along the way. The total number of people interviewed in this fashion came to more than 100 men and more than 800 women. These people came from all walks of life. Representative among them were gynecologists, pediatricians, psychiatrists, nurses, midwives, pharmacists, paramedics, teachers, college professors, college and high school students, obstetrical patients, mothers of pediatric patients, brides, bridegrooms, homemakers, merchants, historians, religious leaders, grandmothers, village women and men.
Among those people highly sympathetic to the author's research was the director of a small gynecological hospital, Dr. Salah Abu Bakr, who put his entire staff, his patients, the use of a private room and two excellent translators at her disposal. The translators were Sudanese nurses who had been trained in London. Both were pharaohnically circumcised, and both carried on a flourishing circumcision practice on the side, as did all other nurses and midwives at the hospital. They were able to translate not only linguistically but could interpret the finer nuances of what took place in the interviews. The major part of the information that was obtained on sexual intercourse and orgasm came from the series of interviews conducted at this hospital, and also at Ahfat College and Khartoom University, among students, professors, and other intellectuals that the author befriended. This more formalized project included 97 women and 34 men.
Discussing the subject with intellectual friends was relatively easy since there is no taboo regarding an exchange of information on the subject between women, nor is there one between Sudanese men and a woman from a Western culture. Both sexes among this group seemed to welcome the opportunity to discuss a subject that generally does not bear discussion.
The hospital staff and patient body interviewed consisted mostly of women with little or no education. When questioned, these women usually professed a total absence of sexual desire and sexual enjoyment. However, when it became evident to the author that she was receiving "institutional answers" to her questions, she consulted with the translators about how to overcome this.
The translators suggested that the questions on sexual desire and enjoyment be preceded by a question on whether the woman employed the "smoke ceremony." (The significance of this will be explained later in this paper.) This almost invariably solved the problem. Once a woman had admitted to using the ceremony, which nearly all did, and when it became evident that the author understood its significance, communication tended to flow and was enjoyed by all four participants in the interview. The author's expressed willingness to answer whatever questions interviewees might have about her own culture and personal experiences was also found to be extremely disarming and tended to promote an animated exchange of information. Their interest rarely, if ever, extended beyond whether the author herself was circumcised or not. The revelation that neither she, nor her daughters, nor any of the women of her family were circumcised was virtually incomprehensible to them. At the end of each hospital interview, there was a three-way conference between the author and the Sudanese nurse-translators regarding the validity of the information obtained. It did not, in essence, differ from the information obtained from other sources.
Pharaonic circumcision of girls, as it is practiced in Sudan, involves the excision of the clitoris, the labia minora and the inner, fleshy layers of the labia majora. The remaining outer edges of the labia majora are then brought together so that when the wound has healed they are fused so as to leave only a pinhole-sized opening. The resultant infibulation is, in effect, an artificially created chastity belt of thick, fibrous scar tissue. Urination and menstruation must thereafter be accomplished through this tiny remaining aperture. Masturbation, intercourse and internal stimulation are impossible.
This surgical procedure has for thousands of years been performed ritually but is, at present, often performed routinely in a clinic-like setting in the urban centers on all small girls, most frequently between the ages of 4 and 8, regardless of their social standing in the society. In the outlying areas, the procedures are conducted in the age-old fashion, by medically untrained midwives, without anesthesia or anti-septic. The struggling child is simply held immobile throughout the operation, and it is obvious that under such conditions the likelihood of hemorrhage, infection, trauma to adjacent structures, shock from pain, urinary retention due to sepsis, edema or scarring, and psychic trauma is extremely high.
The infibulation, even among girls who are circumcised by trained midwives or nurses in a clinic-like setting, under only slightly more antiseptic conditions with a locally injected analgesics to mitigate the pain, often presents health problems to the girl later on in life, if she survives the initial trauma of the operation. Various degrees and types of urinary obstruction are a frequent result of infibulation, and concomitant urinary tract infections are very common in pharaohnically circumcised women (Abdallah, 1982; Cook, 1979; Dareer, 1983; Huber, 1969; Laycock, 1950; Sami, 1986; Shandall, 1967; Venin, 1975).
The onset of menstruation generally creates a tremendous problem for the girl as the vaginal aperture is inadequate for menstrual flow, and an infibulated virgin suffers protracted and painful periods of menstruation, with blockage, retention and buildup of clots behind the infibulation. Adolescence is not a happy time for the Sudanese girl, and depression is said by doctors to be common at this time. Girls are often married soon after menstruation commences.
Sudan, as an Afro-Arab Islamic culture, measures the all-important honor of its families largely by the virtue and chastity of its women. Women are assumed to be (by nature) sexually voracious, promiscuous and unbridled creatures, morally too weak to be entrusted with the sacred honor of the family. Pharaohnic circumcision is believed to ensure this honor by not only decreasing an excessive sexual sensitivity in them but by considerably dampening their sex drive. Furthermore, the actual physical barrier of the infibulation is believed to prevent rape. In small girls at least, this is not always the case, as they are sometimes brought into medical installations for repair of tears resulting from sexual assault. Another widely held belief, even among the educated, is that if the clitoris is not cropped in a young girl, it will grow to enormous size and dangle between the legs, like a man's penis, a belief which carries with it great revulsion. Without circumcision, a girl is simply not marriageable, and the tighter her infibulation, the higher the bride price that can be obtained.
The role of the woman in the society is one of total submission to the man, and her behavior must at all times reflect extreme modesty, unassailable chastity, and a virtual withdrawal from the world outside of the home. Even when educated women in the metropolitan areas now occasionally hold jobs, they are not able to go out into society except under the strictest supervision of either their husbands or some other dominant family member.
Marriages are arranged by the families, although a certain amount of leeway is presently allowed among the more modern and educated class, so that a young man may decide for himself which girl he wishes to marry. And if his choice is an acceptable one to both families, the arrangements are then made. Even without this, arranged marriages are often remarkably successful, as measured by the satisfaction expressed by both partners. One of the main conditions for the girl's happiness is that she is not located away from her extended family (or clan by marriage.) In other words, she remains in a familiar and supportive environment.
Both the bridegroom and the bride are required to play rigidly assigned roles at the marriage ceremony. He must appear relaxed, smiling, supremely confident, totally in control, while she must be unsmiling and present the abjectly submissive nature of maidenly modesty. His role is the more difficult to maintain because it masks an anxiety that he may not be able to penetrate her infibulation, that he will cause her to hemorrhage in the attempt (and perhaps even see her die), or that his anxiety will cause erectile dysfunction which would be so devastating to his manhood that he may actually commit suicide as a consequence.
Her withdrawn, unresponsive expression is far closer to the truth and hides an abject terror of what is in store for her. The penetration of the bride's infibulation takes anywhere from 3 or 4 days to several months. Some men are unable to penetrate their wives at all (in my study over 15%), and the task is often accomplished by a midwife under conditions of great secrecy, since this reflects negatively on the man's potency. Some who are unable to penetrate their wives manage to get them pregnant in spite of the infibulation, and the woman's vaginal passage is then cut open to allow birth to take place. A great deal of marital anal intercourse takes place in cases where the wife can not be penetrated-- quite logically in a culture where homosexual anal intercourse is a commonly accepted premarital recourse among men-but this is not readily discussed. Oral sex is widely practiced by wives but rarely by husbands. Those men who do manage to penetrate their wives do so often, or perhaps always, with the help of the "little knife." This creates a tear, which they gradually rip more and more until the opening is sufficient to admit the penis. Repeated scarring results. In some women, the scar tissue is so hardened and overgrown with keloidal formations that it can only be cut with very strong surgical scissors, as is reported by doctors who relate cases where they broke scalpels in the attempt.
Clearly, the Sudanese bride undergoes conditions of tremendous pain, as well as physical and psychic trauma. These were always readily spoken of by women, generally with a great deal of easily expressed affect, when they were speaking to a female interviewer. Paradoxically, most women related that their husbands were considerate and loving throughout the ordeal, and that they are sensitive and tender lovers. A far smaller number of women said that their husbands had been brutal.
Sudanese couples tend to bond quite strongly, by and large, in spite of the trauma the woman undergoes. Most women give the appearance of being very proud of their husbands. They often express great satisfaction with their marriages and their lives. Nonetheless, when they are asked whether they would have preferred to have been men, rather than women, they say without any exception that if only Allah had willed it, they would very much have preferred to have been created men.
The Sudanese, in general, are a remarkably open, friendly, peaceable, mutually supportive, generous, deeply devout people, who, to the Western mind, are inexplicably happy in their desperately poor, monotonously barren, harsh and bleakly desertized land. Their emotional lives, from childhood on, are quite remarkably rich, as Sudanese psychiatrists will also verify, and loving relationships are plentiful in their widely extended families. They are deeply convinced of the infiniteness and mercy of Allah, and they practice the obligations imposed by their religion fervently and with great joy. The rule of custom is powerful and all-pervading and is accepted by the populace without question.
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The Sexual Experience and Marital Adjustment of Genitally
Circumcised and Infibulated Females in The Sudan
HANNY LIGHTFOOT-KLEIN, M.A.
In a study conducted over a 5-year period, the author interviewed over 300 Sudanese women and 100 Sudanese men on the sexual experience of circumcised and infibulated women. Sudanese circumcision involves excision of the clitoris, the labia minora and the inner layers of the labia majora, and fusion or infibulation of the bilateral wound. The findings of this study indicate that sexual desire, pleasure, and orgasm are experienced by some women who have been subjected to this extreme sexual mutilation, in spite of their also being culturally bound to hide these experiences. These findings also seriously question the importance of the clitoris as an organ that must be stimulated in order to produce female orgasm, as is often maintained in Western sexological literature.
KEY WORDS: Female circumcision, clitoridectomy, female sexual experience.
Background
Pharaonic circumcision in the Nile Valley is as old as recorded history. To this date, it distinguishes “decent" and respectable women from unprotected prostitutes and slaves, and it carries with it the only honorable, dignified, and protected status that is possible for a woman there. Like other Arab cultures, Sudanese society is characteristically patriarchal and patrilineal. In such a society, an unmarried woman has virtually no rights, no status in the society, and severely limited, if any, economic recourse. Without circumcision, a girl can not marry and is thereby unable to fulfill her intended role, i.e., to produce legitimate sons to carry on her husband's patrilineage.
The greatest measure of a family's honor is the sexual purity of its women. Any transgression on the part of the woman disgraces the whole family, and only the most extreme measures will restore this honor. This may take the form of divorce, casting the woman out, or putting her to death.
Under British colonial occupation, several unsuccessful attempts were made to abolish Pharaonic circumcision. It has since been declared illegal under a Sudanese law, with the inception of an independent state in 1956. However, this law has never been implemented.
The northern, Islamic part of Sudan consists largely of desert areas. Sudan is considered to be the second least developed country in the world. Only Chad, bordering it to the west, is more acutely poverty-stricken, barren, bleak, disease-ridden, and impervious to repeated attempts at technological development. In the entire country, there are virtually no paved roads, and travel modes are extremely primitive and arduous. Except in the capital. Khartoum, Sudan is still largely untouched by Western influences. The way of life is profoundly traditional and continues to be ruled by age-old custom. Pharaonic circumcision is practiced virtually without exception, even among the educated class in the capital, to this day. It is celebrated with great festivity by the families, and the day of circumcision is considered to be the most important day in a woman's life, far more important than her wedding day.
Methodology
The bulk of the body of knowledge discussed herein was obtained by the author during three separate six-month overland journeys through the Sudan, within a time span of five years. During this period, she traveled alone among the native population and at every opportunity that presented itself discussed the practice of female circumcision with the people she got to know. Many of these interviews were arranged by letters of introduction obtained along the way. The total number of people interviewed in this fashion came to more than 100 men and more than 800 women. These people came from all walks of life. Representative among them were gynecologists, pediatricians, psychiatrists, nurses, midwives, pharmacists, paramedics, teachers, college professors, college and high school students, obstetrical patients, mothers of pediatric patients, brides, bridegrooms, homemakers, merchants, historians, religious leaders, grandmothers, village women and men.
Among those people highly sympathetic to the author's research was the director of a small gynecological hospital, Dr. Salah Abu Bakr, who put his entire staff, his patients, the use of a private room and two excellent translators at her disposal. The translators were Sudanese nurses who had been trained in London. Both were pharaohnically circumcised, and both carried on a flourishing circumcision practice on the side, as did all other nurses and midwives at the hospital. They were able to translate not only linguistically but could interpret the finer nuances of what took place in the interviews. The major part of the information that was obtained on sexual intercourse and orgasm came from the series of interviews conducted at this hospital, and also at Ahfat College and Khartoom University, among students, professors, and other intellectuals that the author befriended. This more formalized project included 97 women and 34 men.
Discussing the subject with intellectual friends was relatively easy since there is no taboo regarding an exchange of information on the subject between women, nor is there one between Sudanese men and a woman from a Western culture. Both sexes among this group seemed to welcome the opportunity to discuss a subject that generally does not bear discussion.
The hospital staff and patient body interviewed consisted mostly of women with little or no education. When questioned, these women usually professed a total absence of sexual desire and sexual enjoyment. However, when it became evident to the author that she was receiving "institutional answers" to her questions, she consulted with the translators about how to overcome this.
The translators suggested that the questions on sexual desire and enjoyment be preceded by a question on whether the woman employed the "smoke ceremony." (The significance of this will be explained later in this paper.) This almost invariably solved the problem. Once a woman had admitted to using the ceremony, which nearly all did, and when it became evident that the author understood its significance, communication tended to flow and was enjoyed by all four participants in the interview. The author's expressed willingness to answer whatever questions interviewees might have about her own culture and personal experiences was also found to be extremely disarming and tended to promote an animated exchange of information. Their interest rarely, if ever, extended beyond whether the author herself was circumcised or not. The revelation that neither she, nor her daughters, nor any of the women of her family were circumcised was virtually incomprehensible to them. At the end of each hospital interview, there was a three-way conference between the author and the Sudanese nurse-translators regarding the validity of the information obtained. It did not, in essence, differ from the information obtained from other sources.
Findings
Pharaonic circumcision of girls, as it is practiced in Sudan, involves the excision of the clitoris, the labia minora and the inner, fleshy layers of the labia majora. The remaining outer edges of the labia majora are then brought together so that when the wound has healed they are fused so as to leave only a pinhole-sized opening. The resultant infibulation is, in effect, an artificially created chastity belt of thick, fibrous scar tissue. Urination and menstruation must thereafter be accomplished through this tiny remaining aperture. Masturbation, intercourse and internal stimulation are impossible.
This surgical procedure has for thousands of years been performed ritually but is, at present, often performed routinely in a clinic-like setting in the urban centers on all small girls, most frequently between the ages of 4 and 8, regardless of their social standing in the society. In the outlying areas, the procedures are conducted in the age-old fashion, by medically untrained midwives, without anesthesia or anti-septic. The struggling child is simply held immobile throughout the operation, and it is obvious that under such conditions the likelihood of hemorrhage, infection, trauma to adjacent structures, shock from pain, urinary retention due to sepsis, edema or scarring, and psychic trauma is extremely high.
The infibulation, even among girls who are circumcised by trained midwives or nurses in a clinic-like setting, under only slightly more antiseptic conditions with a locally injected analgesics to mitigate the pain, often presents health problems to the girl later on in life, if she survives the initial trauma of the operation. Various degrees and types of urinary obstruction are a frequent result of infibulation, and concomitant urinary tract infections are very common in pharaohnically circumcised women (Abdallah, 1982; Cook, 1979; Dareer, 1983; Huber, 1969; Laycock, 1950; Sami, 1986; Shandall, 1967; Venin, 1975).
The onset of menstruation generally creates a tremendous problem for the girl as the vaginal aperture is inadequate for menstrual flow, and an infibulated virgin suffers protracted and painful periods of menstruation, with blockage, retention and buildup of clots behind the infibulation. Adolescence is not a happy time for the Sudanese girl, and depression is said by doctors to be common at this time. Girls are often married soon after menstruation commences.
Sudan, as an Afro-Arab Islamic culture, measures the all-important honor of its families largely by the virtue and chastity of its women. Women are assumed to be (by nature) sexually voracious, promiscuous and unbridled creatures, morally too weak to be entrusted with the sacred honor of the family. Pharaohnic circumcision is believed to ensure this honor by not only decreasing an excessive sexual sensitivity in them but by considerably dampening their sex drive. Furthermore, the actual physical barrier of the infibulation is believed to prevent rape. In small girls at least, this is not always the case, as they are sometimes brought into medical installations for repair of tears resulting from sexual assault. Another widely held belief, even among the educated, is that if the clitoris is not cropped in a young girl, it will grow to enormous size and dangle between the legs, like a man's penis, a belief which carries with it great revulsion. Without circumcision, a girl is simply not marriageable, and the tighter her infibulation, the higher the bride price that can be obtained.
The role of the woman in the society is one of total submission to the man, and her behavior must at all times reflect extreme modesty, unassailable chastity, and a virtual withdrawal from the world outside of the home. Even when educated women in the metropolitan areas now occasionally hold jobs, they are not able to go out into society except under the strictest supervision of either their husbands or some other dominant family member.
Marriages are arranged by the families, although a certain amount of leeway is presently allowed among the more modern and educated class, so that a young man may decide for himself which girl he wishes to marry. And if his choice is an acceptable one to both families, the arrangements are then made. Even without this, arranged marriages are often remarkably successful, as measured by the satisfaction expressed by both partners. One of the main conditions for the girl's happiness is that she is not located away from her extended family (or clan by marriage.) In other words, she remains in a familiar and supportive environment.
Both the bridegroom and the bride are required to play rigidly assigned roles at the marriage ceremony. He must appear relaxed, smiling, supremely confident, totally in control, while she must be unsmiling and present the abjectly submissive nature of maidenly modesty. His role is the more difficult to maintain because it masks an anxiety that he may not be able to penetrate her infibulation, that he will cause her to hemorrhage in the attempt (and perhaps even see her die), or that his anxiety will cause erectile dysfunction which would be so devastating to his manhood that he may actually commit suicide as a consequence.
Her withdrawn, unresponsive expression is far closer to the truth and hides an abject terror of what is in store for her. The penetration of the bride's infibulation takes anywhere from 3 or 4 days to several months. Some men are unable to penetrate their wives at all (in my study over 15%), and the task is often accomplished by a midwife under conditions of great secrecy, since this reflects negatively on the man's potency. Some who are unable to penetrate their wives manage to get them pregnant in spite of the infibulation, and the woman's vaginal passage is then cut open to allow birth to take place. A great deal of marital anal intercourse takes place in cases where the wife can not be penetrated-- quite logically in a culture where homosexual anal intercourse is a commonly accepted premarital recourse among men-but this is not readily discussed. Oral sex is widely practiced by wives but rarely by husbands. Those men who do manage to penetrate their wives do so often, or perhaps always, with the help of the "little knife." This creates a tear, which they gradually rip more and more until the opening is sufficient to admit the penis. Repeated scarring results. In some women, the scar tissue is so hardened and overgrown with keloidal formations that it can only be cut with very strong surgical scissors, as is reported by doctors who relate cases where they broke scalpels in the attempt.
Clearly, the Sudanese bride undergoes conditions of tremendous pain, as well as physical and psychic trauma. These were always readily spoken of by women, generally with a great deal of easily expressed affect, when they were speaking to a female interviewer. Paradoxically, most women related that their husbands were considerate and loving throughout the ordeal, and that they are sensitive and tender lovers. A far smaller number of women said that their husbands had been brutal.
Sudanese couples tend to bond quite strongly, by and large, in spite of the trauma the woman undergoes. Most women give the appearance of being very proud of their husbands. They often express great satisfaction with their marriages and their lives. Nonetheless, when they are asked whether they would have preferred to have been men, rather than women, they say without any exception that if only Allah had willed it, they would very much have preferred to have been created men.
The Sudanese, in general, are a remarkably open, friendly, peaceable, mutually supportive, generous, deeply devout people, who, to the Western mind, are inexplicably happy in their desperately poor, monotonously barren, harsh and bleakly desertized land. Their emotional lives, from childhood on, are quite remarkably rich, as Sudanese psychiatrists will also verify, and loving relationships are plentiful in their widely extended families. They are deeply convinced of the infiniteness and mercy of Allah, and they practice the obligations imposed by their religion fervently and with great joy. The rule of custom is powerful and all-pervading and is accepted by the populace without question.
2024.06.07 16:44 lucioIenoire Thinking of moving out, but scared. Any advice?
My family is kind. I have a big room, too. I'm 25. The problem is that I am in a long-distance relationship. It's 800 kilometres. She can barely visit now, it's just too taxing for me. At the same time, my family has the approach "getting sick makes you stronger". With a 4 year old nephew in the mix. So you already know there's every covid and flu virus in this house every winter without fail. Even if they understand that they need to be careful for me, I know they are careless and just, like, socializing incredibly much. It scares me. I am genuinely worried about this winter.
At the same time, I want to live closer to my partner. The problem is, she lives in Berlin. it's not exactly forthcoming in terms of flats. And her flatmate is moving out this month. So I'm like: fuck. I've had Post-Covid/CFS for five months now, am right now in the process to get into the specialized clinic here in my city (Munich). I am still figuring out how to.... live, you know? It seems profoundly unwise to move out so rashly.
At the same time, moving into a single flat seems tempting because it's quieter. And I can control when people see me. And they don't have to worry about desinfecting and whatnot. Also, she can have her own live, in her own flat. I was never interested in moving together before the necessity arose with... not getting healthy. But my last crash seems to have lowered my baseline a bit. I'm constantly feeling a little bit sickly. And I am devastatingly scared of having a crash when moving out and not being able to go home in a single flat. How am I to survive then, months of pain, not being able to answer letters or whatnot? Even talking drains me right now (I am also autistic and have ADHD, so stimuli has always been a problem even before) so how is it then when I live alone...? Sure, close to my partner, she can help me. It seems like the ideal situation, almost. ...only that then it's two households she has to take care for at worst-case scenario.
She's saying: worst-case, if it doesn't work out, I can move in with her if her flatmate understands. I mean, having a super-ill partner is a good reason for empathy, right? But I'm a bit sceptical. Empathy, sure, but we're also talking about Berlin. Finding a flat there is stupendously hard. If her flatmate refuses, I'm fucked. Of course, we could switch flats, that would be funny lol. I'd love that. But that's a dream scenario.
So. What would you do in my stead? I feel like I should not hastily move in with her. Mostly, mind you, because I am polyamorous and my other partner who lives 200 km from Berlin complicates this matter. "Polyamory is a luxury for the chronically ill" is not a sentiment I agree with though, because it seems, at this point, even more fitting than monogamy.
I have friends in Berlin, and my partner. All of whom are willing to help me with household matters. But none of whom knows how much capacity they actually have. They have work, university, their own stress. I believe it's not much they need to do, I can order food online, I am an okay cook and can cook preparatingly, have a storage of very-quickly-done fairly healthy food for bad/most days. Dishwasher, cleaning. These things don't need to happen often, I'm fine with a bit of disarray. I'm sick after all. And I have already mastered the art of "if I go to the bathroom, I will take two things with me to the bin/washer".
It's just... you know how it is. And I'm new to this. It seems like time is measured by the crashes, more so than dates. Every crash is a new season. And I'm happy with autumn right now. I don't want to fuck up badly by this step. But I am so worried about infecting myself here with my loud, albeit kind family (who on top of that smokes in-doors 😮💨) that I'm already to worried to eat anything that hasn't been heated. I also don't want to be... helped by them, we have family trauma. They are kind and all, but there's a certain disconnect. So I need to get out of here. Question is, how? I won't find a flatmate who's gonna be down with my illness, lol.
What do you think? Any advice on moving out with CFS? :')
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At the same time, I want to live closer to my partner. The problem is, she lives in Berlin. it's not exactly forthcoming in terms of flats. And her flatmate is moving out this month. So I'm like: fuck. I've had Post-Covid/CFS for five months now, am right now in the process to get into the specialized clinic here in my city (Munich). I am still figuring out how to.... live, you know? It seems profoundly unwise to move out so rashly.
At the same time, moving into a single flat seems tempting because it's quieter. And I can control when people see me. And they don't have to worry about desinfecting and whatnot. Also, she can have her own live, in her own flat. I was never interested in moving together before the necessity arose with... not getting healthy. But my last crash seems to have lowered my baseline a bit. I'm constantly feeling a little bit sickly. And I am devastatingly scared of having a crash when moving out and not being able to go home in a single flat. How am I to survive then, months of pain, not being able to answer letters or whatnot? Even talking drains me right now (I am also autistic and have ADHD, so stimuli has always been a problem even before) so how is it then when I live alone...? Sure, close to my partner, she can help me. It seems like the ideal situation, almost. ...only that then it's two households she has to take care for at worst-case scenario.
She's saying: worst-case, if it doesn't work out, I can move in with her if her flatmate understands. I mean, having a super-ill partner is a good reason for empathy, right? But I'm a bit sceptical. Empathy, sure, but we're also talking about Berlin. Finding a flat there is stupendously hard. If her flatmate refuses, I'm fucked. Of course, we could switch flats, that would be funny lol. I'd love that. But that's a dream scenario.
So. What would you do in my stead? I feel like I should not hastily move in with her. Mostly, mind you, because I am polyamorous and my other partner who lives 200 km from Berlin complicates this matter. "Polyamory is a luxury for the chronically ill" is not a sentiment I agree with though, because it seems, at this point, even more fitting than monogamy.
I have friends in Berlin, and my partner. All of whom are willing to help me with household matters. But none of whom knows how much capacity they actually have. They have work, university, their own stress. I believe it's not much they need to do, I can order food online, I am an okay cook and can cook preparatingly, have a storage of very-quickly-done fairly healthy food for bad/most days. Dishwasher, cleaning. These things don't need to happen often, I'm fine with a bit of disarray. I'm sick after all. And I have already mastered the art of "if I go to the bathroom, I will take two things with me to the bin/washer".
It's just... you know how it is. And I'm new to this. It seems like time is measured by the crashes, more so than dates. Every crash is a new season. And I'm happy with autumn right now. I don't want to fuck up badly by this step. But I am so worried about infecting myself here with my loud, albeit kind family (who on top of that smokes in-doors 😮💨) that I'm already to worried to eat anything that hasn't been heated. I also don't want to be... helped by them, we have family trauma. They are kind and all, but there's a certain disconnect. So I need to get out of here. Question is, how? I won't find a flatmate who's gonna be down with my illness, lol.
What do you think? Any advice on moving out with CFS? :')
2024.06.07 16:33 Future_Ad_3485 Cold Case Inc. Part Four: The Annoyance of Time Worms and Their Masters!
Rolling onto Marcus’ bare chest, the sight of our clothes scattered everywhere had my cheeks burning a bright scarlet. Swinging my feet over the edge of the bed, the door swinging open had me tugging on one of my oversized t-shirts over my head. Tarot floated into the space, his boots touching the floor. A pocket watch shaped envelope fluttered in his palm, my shaking fingers curling around it. The time council had a task set for me and there was no way out of it. Ripping it open, the image of a time worm had me chewing on my lips. The odd thought of Tarot delivering this to me had alarm bells going off, his pensive expression far from his usual one. Fishing around his pocket, his quaking hand pressed a photo of a demon witch with wild neon waves and matching neon green eyes. Noting her tall but flawless hourglass figure, a matching smile had me putting two and two together. Packing a bag with supplies, the image of her neon green flaming motorcycle flashing in my head. A pale hand reached for me, her inky lips mouthing the word help.
“One can assume that is your daughter.” I pointed out simply, his eyes averting to the floor. “Consider your daughter found, Tarot. If my friend needs me, then my assistance will come swiftly.” Fighting tears in his eyes, my brow cocked in disbelief. An abrupt embrace had my eyes rounding with surprise, my fingers peeling my pendant off my neck. As snarky as I was, the desire to save people is what kept me going. Stepping back while scratching the back of his neck, a flurry of tarot cards whisked him away. Rolling my eyes, his lack of information wasn’t unusual. Creating a line with my pendant as I tugged my socks and boots, the underbelly of time hummed to life. Crossing into the swirling colors, the simple ivory path met the heel of my boots. Shutting the opening behind me, Marcus could exchange harsh words with me later. Besides, the rules strictly banned his presence. Dropping my pendant over my neck, the scent of the worm had to be somewhere. Draping my bag over my shoulder, the time thread weighed a ton. Walking along the path, the plan went through my mind. First thing first, find the worm and kill it. Second, the culprit had to be hunted down and executed. Thirdly, his daughter needed to be brought back home. A quiet voice had me spinning on my heels with a twitching smirk, Saby bouncing up to me with a big smile on her face. Stifling my initial frustration, the hole she fell through had the shimmering worm I was looking for. Ordering her to stay, my dagger expanded from its charm form. Floating over my head, my dagger flipped over my fingers. Aiming for its heart, violet energy built around my palm. Flicking it in the direction of a vital organ, another blast of magic had the dagger sinking into the heart. Shriveling while screaming out in pain, a sea of holes greeted my irritated grimace. Drying into a sparkling powder, problem number one was solved. Catching my fallen dagger, the damage had to be repaired. Putting Saby on my back, a quick warning had her arms hugging my neck. Building energy around my boot, a big ball hummed to life. Pushing off the ground, her real smile never left her face the whole ride back to where she fell. Setting her on her bed, I had work to do. Summoning my slumber powder, a quick blow had violet dust glistening around her face. Collapsing back onto her pillow, cool air lashed at my cheeks the moment I jumped back into my original destination. Whistling sharply, a clear bubble caught my feet. Shifting through my bag, my fingers curled around the glowing needle and thread. Threading it with ease, these attacks were becoming more common. Moving the five foot needle with ease, a secure knot granted me permission to move on to the next one. Cutting off the end with my dagger, the bubble carried me to the next one. Working for several hours, the mistakes had been corrected and the holes were sealed shut with the finest of thread. Lowering me to the pathway, my empty footfalls echoed in the big space of time bubbles. Coming into the city, one person would be able to help me out. Marble homes lined the street, a scarlet Victorian home sang out boisterous swing music. This guy had given me issues before, a low growl rumbling in my throat. Marching up to the door, a swift kick had the door flying across the room. His guests scurried out, my dagger spinning in my palm. A golden haired man with golden hourglass eyes approached me, his arms folded across his shimmering emerald suit. His waves floated around his shoulders, my own fingers running through my snarled waves. Fixing my bangs, his hourglass irises flipped several times. What an asshole!
“You have looked better.” He teased cruelly, a haughty fit of laughter exploding from his lips. “I can feel your mental health decaying. Did you have to see your filthy past? I could erase it for y-” Pressing the sharp edge of my dagger into his neck, my patience was wearing thin. Hissing a few curse words, he had no right to bring up such a thing.
“I may not be able to kill you but I can hurt you real well.” I promised with a sarcastic smirk, punching him in the gut with a ball of built up energy. Doubling over, golden blood painted my boots. The Warden wasn’t my nickname for no reason, the council sending me to clean up their messes all the time. Kicking him in the stomach, the sickening crack of his spine snapping in half had him crumbling to the floor into a heap. Crouching down to his level, his rounded eyes met my tired expression.
“Where is the culprit and where is this woman?” I demanded hotly, pulling out the picture of the green haired woman. Noting his body quivering in fear, something was off about the situation. Shaking his head, his fingers clawed at the worn wooden floor. Mumbling something about the slave trade, the hilt of my dagger creaked in protest at my increasing grip. Dropping a healing potion by his hand, the bastard would be okay by tomorrow. Sprinting onto the pathway, the doorway to the lower realm of time creaked open. Sprinting down the ancient stone stairs, screams and groans had me cursing under my breath. Darting around the cages of trapped monsters, a cloaked figure a few inches shorter than me floated by. Sniffing the air, I began to chew my lip out of a nervous habit. Sensing Glanda’s energy, the pieces all came together. That wicked witch had sent a worm into the realm of time. The poor monsters crying out for help, my heart shattering into pieces. Too tired to fight her, her death was on the chopping block anyway. Sneaking through the shadows, a crumbled up version of the woman in the picture had my heart breaking. Most of her hair had been cut off, no life remaining in her eyes. Hitting the walls of keys, Marcus sure would create a fantastic distraction right about now. The colors drained from my cheeks, Glanda snapping her head in my direction. Sucking in a deep breath, her neon green eyes followed me throwing all the keys into her rusty cage. Getting down inches from her face, her numb gaze frightened me. Sliding my hand through the bar, my hand cupped her cheek. Please don't be so broken that I can't get you out of here.
“I need you to let yourself out and then help the other monsters out. I have a problem to deal with.” I begged with my genuine smile, her shaking hands grabbing mine. Glanda snapped her fingers, several masked demons gathering behind her. Dropping her hands, my dagger spun in my palms. Violet flames flickered to life around me, Glanda commanding them to kill me. My hair floated up, hers doing the same. When was she going to go head to head with me?
“Quit being a bitch and fight me yourself.” I challenged her with a wicked bout of laughter, my eager dagger ready to cut her into pieces. “Oh, I forgot. You aren’t heathen.” Charging at me, flames devoured my dagger. Dodging their attacks, a swift cut had three them screaming in crackling flames. Placing my feet out, two of them met the floor. A flick of my wrists sending the sharp edge of my dagger through their necks. Heads decayed to ash before they could hit my boot, horror rounding my eyes at the monster of a demon picking me up by my hair. Summoning my dagger, the hilt met my slick palm. Cutting my hair, my body smashed onto the marble floor. Too shocked to move, the beast of a demon tossed my hair to the side. A motor revving had me turning my head slowly, his daughter grinning sadistically. Neon flames covered the motorcycle, her shouting move had me rolling out of the way. The monsters ran back into their own dimensions, Glanda joining them. Popping to my feet, she wasn’t going to get away without a bruise. Switching the plant part of my powers, a thick vine shot from my palm, the thinner tip whipping her back towards me. A triumphant grin lingered on my defiant expression, a fit of cruel laughter bursting from my lips. Tossing her about, it was her turn to feel the other side of what she did. Pausing for a moment, our jaws dropped at the bike flying into his head. Tapping her neon green pendant three times, a flaming ball of fire shoved its way down the demon’s throat. A cloud of smoke obscured her landing, her arm scooping me up. Driving up the stairs, the wheels squealed in protest as a jet of flames cut off my connection to Glanda. Hugging her waist, she had to have a couple of inches on me. Smiling back at me, the freedom in her eyes was infectious. Light returned to her neon green eyes, the glow reminding me of fireflies on a cool summer night.
“Get us out of here!” She shouted over the rumbling of her engine, a confident smile illuminating her features. “Glanda will retaliate at any moment.” She wasn’t wrong, an army of demons were heading our way. Plucking my pendant off of my neck, curiosity twinkled in her eyes at me spinning it around clockwise. The pendant spun around faster, a blast of energy knocking us back into the day my mother was murdered. Panicking at the light dying down in my pendant, my powers had been drained. Dragging into the alleyway near my home, a snap of her fingers had the bike going invisible. My three year old self watched out the window in her bright overalls and striped t-shirt with her hands pressed against the window, the color draining from my cheeks for the millionth time today. A clammy sweat drenched my skin, every breath growing shorter. My piggish father dragged my mother out by her dark brown hair, her face facing in the opposite direction of us. My younger self banged on the window, my father slamming her fist into her head until her desperate pleas quieted down. Ruby pooled around her body, my father snapping his furious gaze in her direction. Ripping the door open, his daughter buried me in a hug. Listening to her screams had me trembling in her arms, her chin resting on my head. The wet sound of blood splattering the window had her emotions soaking the top of my head.
“No wonder you are so strong.” She whispered in a deflated tone, her finger lifting into the air. “How about I treat you to a wonderful meal several states away from her. Snapping her fingers, both of us had bell bottoms and white flowing shirts on. Lifting up my chin with her finger, a pair of scissors glistened in her hands. Spinning me around, the scissors moved a mile a minute. Pieces of my hair floated to my feet, her other hand holding my head straight. Seconds from snapping at her, she moved onto her own. Pouting in a rebellious manner, her snarky words had me liking her instantly.
“Don’t kill me but you cut your hair like a blind person. So I gave you an inverted bob with layers.” She teased sarcastically, a stifled laugh tumbling from my lips as she shaved the left side of the head. “Nice to see you laugh. So I heard you have a coven. May I join? Witchcraft has always interested me. I know the basics but I am a bit stuck.” Hesitation had me stepping back as I played with the hem of my shirt, her puppy dog eyes winning me over. Cutting my palm with my dagger, she slid the sharp edge of her scissors along her palm. Cupsing our hands together, an inky pocket watch tattoo poked out of the collar of her shirt. Fishing around my bag, tears welled up in my eyes at my mother’s silky handkerchief grazing the tips of my fingers. Standing on my toes, her kind smile never left her face at me tying the blue and orange handkerchief around her head.
“Take good care of it. That is the last thing I have of my mother.” I spoke with a mixture of sincerity and sternness, her head nodding once. “Keep being funny. Your sense of humor is refreshing. Now take me away.” Climbing onto her bike with her, my arms snaked around her waist. Revving the engine, adventure glowed in my eyes at the bike standing on one wheel. Several states passed by us, the hands on the neares clock moving a mere five minutes. Parking in front of a worn restaurant in Maine, the ocean waves crashed nearby. Turning a couple of knobs, the flames died down to reveal a normal black motorcycle. A vacancy sign blinked at a colorful motel across the way. Fishing round my bag, a wad of seventies dollar bills felt heavy in my palms. The witch who helped me grabbed my wrist the moment I hopped off, fright haunting her eyes. Cupping her hand, she had nothing to worry about.
“Get us a seat while I get a room. I can’t travel for a few hours at the least.” I comforted her, her mind fighting between being tough or vulnerable, a silver necklace catching my eyes. Reading the name Lightz, it didn’t take much for me to put it all together. Lightz was her name and a beautiful one at that. Spinning her towards me, my hands cupped her face. Abrupt tears told me that I shouldn’t leave her alone.
“Bring your bike over while I get us a room.” I caved, a lovely smile met mine. The right corner of her lips hanging over the left slightly, dirt crunching underneath her wheels as we crossed the road. Waiting outside, the bell announced my presence. A young blonde haired woman looked up from her magazine, her hand sliding over a ledger while smacking gum in her mouth. Fishing out the amount of money plus a bit extra to ensure our rest, a key hitting the tip of my finger. Wonderful personality, I thought sarcastically to myself. Taking a second look at her, her ice blue eyes met mine in a chilling stare.
“Watch your mouth in my motel or a punishment will be served.” She spoke coldly, running her hands through her perfect waves. Leaning onto the desk, a souvenir box caught my eyes behind her. Pretending that it didn’t affect me, a case had fallen right on my lap. Guiding her to the room, the key slid in with ease as she parked her bike outside. Locking it behind us, my pensive expression had her asking if I was okay. What made that woman tick? Thinking back to her nametag, Loretta flashed in my head. Lorretta had to be caught, an idea coming to mind. Maybe the locals knew about any disappearances, my brow cocking at a bottle of water hitting my face.
“Maybe you could be Sherlock Holmes after we eat. I am starving.” She joked with a biting tone, her hand resting on her hip. A long sigh drew from my lips. Huffing out a quick fine, that would give me the opportunity I desired. Locking the door behind us, her cold gaze met my defiant grin on my determined features. Bars would soon keep her in her new home, the orange sure to look lovely on her. Crossing the street, another bell announced our presence. Taking a seat at the worn wooden bar, the walls were lined with pictures of missing persons. Asking for a napkin, the similar brown hair and brown eyes spoke of a type. Borrowing a pen from the friendly but rather hairy bartender, eyes tracked me walking up to the missing people. Scribbling away, certain jewelry underneath their names would help me identify who was who. Plopping down at the bar, Lightz had ordered for me. The bell rang once more, Loretta finding her way in. A lovely summer ivory summer dress floated over her hourglass figure, the stool groaning as she took a seat next to me. Refusing to look her in the eyes, her next word sent a shiver up my spine.
“Mice like you get devoured by the cat.” She chuckled heartily as if it was a normal thing to say. “The mouse doesn’t find her way out on her own. Such lovely hair and eyes.” Playing with my hair, Lightz slapped her hand away. Rising from her stool, she towered over Loretta. Leaning down by her ear, my ears didn’t pick what she said. Loretta rose with a huff, the door slamming behind her. What the hell did she say? Crashing down next to me, a couple of hot burgers got placed in front of us. We didn’t order anything, something feeling fishy. Bringing it to my nose, a rancid smell had me whacking it out of her hands. Slamming my money on the counter, a sedative had been blended with the meat. The cook had to be an associate of hers, my hand snatching her wrists. Dragging her out, two black bags were dropped over our heads. Tossing us into the back of a van. Leaning onto the side of the van, a darkness swallowed us. Turning my head towards her, we would need her magic.
“Pretend to be knocked out when they open the door. She should bring us to the bodies.” I whispered loud enough for her to hear and her alone. “Punch your way out and find a neighbor. Call the cops and bring them to me. Am I understood?” Shaking her head, she didn’t want to leave my side. Whatever would come my way could be dealt with by one of my many healing potions. Driving through the hours, my powers began to return slowly. The brakes squealed in protest, another scream giving hope of me not being found out. Pale moonlight flickered through the holes of the bag over my head, chaos erupting next to me as Lightz smashed her way out. Ordering them to let her go, her gloved hands ripped me out of the van. A trail of neon energy had me sighing in relief, grunts pouring from her lips as she hooked me up to a meat hook via chains. The years of execution trained me for this moment, no pain starting yet. Ripping the bag off of my head, a tarot card floated by her head. Floating upside down behind her head, a temporary time pass hung around his neck. Knocking her out with a kick, a dull thud announced her landing. Lowering me down, his steady hands went to work chaining her up in my former position. Helping the other woman down, cuts covered her face. Tearing at the hem of my shirt, my steady hands tied the material around the deep cut on her arm. Wet eyes met my gentle smile, her lips parting to speak several times.
“Who are you? I want to send you a thank you note.” She inquired in a hoarse voice, red and blue lights bathing the area. Too concerned with messing with time, forget me powder appeared in my palm. Blowing the iridescent powder into her face, her body collapsed into a heap. Snatching Tarot, his protests fell on deaf ears as I dragged him out the back door. Freezing at the sight of Lightz on her motorcycle, silent tears stained his cheeks. Yanking us onto her bike, I was more than happy to be on the very back. Riding away from the scene, enough power had been restored for us to go home. Pulling off my pendant, my pleas for them to hold on had me. Spinning my pendant counter clockwise, the energy built in the air.
“I call upon the sands of time to whisk me back home and to set this timeline in place. “ I chanted tiredly, the pendant spun faster. A blast of energy shot us into the grand hall of his castle. Flying off the back of the bike, a fuming Marcus caught me. Seconds from berating me, the motorcycle engine died down to reveal Tarot and Lightz hugging each other with uncontrollable sobs. Saby skidded downstairs, only to stop in awe at the witch taking off my mother’s handkerchief. A bond formed between them, inky tattoos of phoenix's appeared around their necks, her father noticing as well. Approaching each other cautiously, Saby’s ears pinned back with her rich blush. Lightz bowed in front of her, her genuine smile enchanting Saby. That smile could enchant anyone if I was being honest.
“I am your mate, Lightz. Let me make you a meal to steal your heart.” She flirted shamelessly, placing her on her back while passing me my scarf. Marcus let it go the moment Tarot bowed in my direction. Pressing his palms together, his fraying nerves had been eased. Thank goodness. Today may have been hard but it sure was worth it.
“Many thanks for your bravery. If it weren’t for you, my daughter would still be trapped.” He choked out oddly, his nature not leading to him having such an air. Waving around my hand to calm his down further, exhaustion weighed heavily on my eyelids. Bobbing my head up and down, sweet slumber stole me away.
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“One can assume that is your daughter.” I pointed out simply, his eyes averting to the floor. “Consider your daughter found, Tarot. If my friend needs me, then my assistance will come swiftly.” Fighting tears in his eyes, my brow cocked in disbelief. An abrupt embrace had my eyes rounding with surprise, my fingers peeling my pendant off my neck. As snarky as I was, the desire to save people is what kept me going. Stepping back while scratching the back of his neck, a flurry of tarot cards whisked him away. Rolling my eyes, his lack of information wasn’t unusual. Creating a line with my pendant as I tugged my socks and boots, the underbelly of time hummed to life. Crossing into the swirling colors, the simple ivory path met the heel of my boots. Shutting the opening behind me, Marcus could exchange harsh words with me later. Besides, the rules strictly banned his presence. Dropping my pendant over my neck, the scent of the worm had to be somewhere. Draping my bag over my shoulder, the time thread weighed a ton. Walking along the path, the plan went through my mind. First thing first, find the worm and kill it. Second, the culprit had to be hunted down and executed. Thirdly, his daughter needed to be brought back home. A quiet voice had me spinning on my heels with a twitching smirk, Saby bouncing up to me with a big smile on her face. Stifling my initial frustration, the hole she fell through had the shimmering worm I was looking for. Ordering her to stay, my dagger expanded from its charm form. Floating over my head, my dagger flipped over my fingers. Aiming for its heart, violet energy built around my palm. Flicking it in the direction of a vital organ, another blast of magic had the dagger sinking into the heart. Shriveling while screaming out in pain, a sea of holes greeted my irritated grimace. Drying into a sparkling powder, problem number one was solved. Catching my fallen dagger, the damage had to be repaired. Putting Saby on my back, a quick warning had her arms hugging my neck. Building energy around my boot, a big ball hummed to life. Pushing off the ground, her real smile never left her face the whole ride back to where she fell. Setting her on her bed, I had work to do. Summoning my slumber powder, a quick blow had violet dust glistening around her face. Collapsing back onto her pillow, cool air lashed at my cheeks the moment I jumped back into my original destination. Whistling sharply, a clear bubble caught my feet. Shifting through my bag, my fingers curled around the glowing needle and thread. Threading it with ease, these attacks were becoming more common. Moving the five foot needle with ease, a secure knot granted me permission to move on to the next one. Cutting off the end with my dagger, the bubble carried me to the next one. Working for several hours, the mistakes had been corrected and the holes were sealed shut with the finest of thread. Lowering me to the pathway, my empty footfalls echoed in the big space of time bubbles. Coming into the city, one person would be able to help me out. Marble homes lined the street, a scarlet Victorian home sang out boisterous swing music. This guy had given me issues before, a low growl rumbling in my throat. Marching up to the door, a swift kick had the door flying across the room. His guests scurried out, my dagger spinning in my palm. A golden haired man with golden hourglass eyes approached me, his arms folded across his shimmering emerald suit. His waves floated around his shoulders, my own fingers running through my snarled waves. Fixing my bangs, his hourglass irises flipped several times. What an asshole!
“You have looked better.” He teased cruelly, a haughty fit of laughter exploding from his lips. “I can feel your mental health decaying. Did you have to see your filthy past? I could erase it for y-” Pressing the sharp edge of my dagger into his neck, my patience was wearing thin. Hissing a few curse words, he had no right to bring up such a thing.
“I may not be able to kill you but I can hurt you real well.” I promised with a sarcastic smirk, punching him in the gut with a ball of built up energy. Doubling over, golden blood painted my boots. The Warden wasn’t my nickname for no reason, the council sending me to clean up their messes all the time. Kicking him in the stomach, the sickening crack of his spine snapping in half had him crumbling to the floor into a heap. Crouching down to his level, his rounded eyes met my tired expression.
“Where is the culprit and where is this woman?” I demanded hotly, pulling out the picture of the green haired woman. Noting his body quivering in fear, something was off about the situation. Shaking his head, his fingers clawed at the worn wooden floor. Mumbling something about the slave trade, the hilt of my dagger creaked in protest at my increasing grip. Dropping a healing potion by his hand, the bastard would be okay by tomorrow. Sprinting onto the pathway, the doorway to the lower realm of time creaked open. Sprinting down the ancient stone stairs, screams and groans had me cursing under my breath. Darting around the cages of trapped monsters, a cloaked figure a few inches shorter than me floated by. Sniffing the air, I began to chew my lip out of a nervous habit. Sensing Glanda’s energy, the pieces all came together. That wicked witch had sent a worm into the realm of time. The poor monsters crying out for help, my heart shattering into pieces. Too tired to fight her, her death was on the chopping block anyway. Sneaking through the shadows, a crumbled up version of the woman in the picture had my heart breaking. Most of her hair had been cut off, no life remaining in her eyes. Hitting the walls of keys, Marcus sure would create a fantastic distraction right about now. The colors drained from my cheeks, Glanda snapping her head in my direction. Sucking in a deep breath, her neon green eyes followed me throwing all the keys into her rusty cage. Getting down inches from her face, her numb gaze frightened me. Sliding my hand through the bar, my hand cupped her cheek. Please don't be so broken that I can't get you out of here.
“I need you to let yourself out and then help the other monsters out. I have a problem to deal with.” I begged with my genuine smile, her shaking hands grabbing mine. Glanda snapped her fingers, several masked demons gathering behind her. Dropping her hands, my dagger spun in my palms. Violet flames flickered to life around me, Glanda commanding them to kill me. My hair floated up, hers doing the same. When was she going to go head to head with me?
“Quit being a bitch and fight me yourself.” I challenged her with a wicked bout of laughter, my eager dagger ready to cut her into pieces. “Oh, I forgot. You aren’t heathen.” Charging at me, flames devoured my dagger. Dodging their attacks, a swift cut had three them screaming in crackling flames. Placing my feet out, two of them met the floor. A flick of my wrists sending the sharp edge of my dagger through their necks. Heads decayed to ash before they could hit my boot, horror rounding my eyes at the monster of a demon picking me up by my hair. Summoning my dagger, the hilt met my slick palm. Cutting my hair, my body smashed onto the marble floor. Too shocked to move, the beast of a demon tossed my hair to the side. A motor revving had me turning my head slowly, his daughter grinning sadistically. Neon flames covered the motorcycle, her shouting move had me rolling out of the way. The monsters ran back into their own dimensions, Glanda joining them. Popping to my feet, she wasn’t going to get away without a bruise. Switching the plant part of my powers, a thick vine shot from my palm, the thinner tip whipping her back towards me. A triumphant grin lingered on my defiant expression, a fit of cruel laughter bursting from my lips. Tossing her about, it was her turn to feel the other side of what she did. Pausing for a moment, our jaws dropped at the bike flying into his head. Tapping her neon green pendant three times, a flaming ball of fire shoved its way down the demon’s throat. A cloud of smoke obscured her landing, her arm scooping me up. Driving up the stairs, the wheels squealed in protest as a jet of flames cut off my connection to Glanda. Hugging her waist, she had to have a couple of inches on me. Smiling back at me, the freedom in her eyes was infectious. Light returned to her neon green eyes, the glow reminding me of fireflies on a cool summer night.
“Get us out of here!” She shouted over the rumbling of her engine, a confident smile illuminating her features. “Glanda will retaliate at any moment.” She wasn’t wrong, an army of demons were heading our way. Plucking my pendant off of my neck, curiosity twinkled in her eyes at me spinning it around clockwise. The pendant spun around faster, a blast of energy knocking us back into the day my mother was murdered. Panicking at the light dying down in my pendant, my powers had been drained. Dragging into the alleyway near my home, a snap of her fingers had the bike going invisible. My three year old self watched out the window in her bright overalls and striped t-shirt with her hands pressed against the window, the color draining from my cheeks for the millionth time today. A clammy sweat drenched my skin, every breath growing shorter. My piggish father dragged my mother out by her dark brown hair, her face facing in the opposite direction of us. My younger self banged on the window, my father slamming her fist into her head until her desperate pleas quieted down. Ruby pooled around her body, my father snapping his furious gaze in her direction. Ripping the door open, his daughter buried me in a hug. Listening to her screams had me trembling in her arms, her chin resting on my head. The wet sound of blood splattering the window had her emotions soaking the top of my head.
“No wonder you are so strong.” She whispered in a deflated tone, her finger lifting into the air. “How about I treat you to a wonderful meal several states away from her. Snapping her fingers, both of us had bell bottoms and white flowing shirts on. Lifting up my chin with her finger, a pair of scissors glistened in her hands. Spinning me around, the scissors moved a mile a minute. Pieces of my hair floated to my feet, her other hand holding my head straight. Seconds from snapping at her, she moved onto her own. Pouting in a rebellious manner, her snarky words had me liking her instantly.
“Don’t kill me but you cut your hair like a blind person. So I gave you an inverted bob with layers.” She teased sarcastically, a stifled laugh tumbling from my lips as she shaved the left side of the head. “Nice to see you laugh. So I heard you have a coven. May I join? Witchcraft has always interested me. I know the basics but I am a bit stuck.” Hesitation had me stepping back as I played with the hem of my shirt, her puppy dog eyes winning me over. Cutting my palm with my dagger, she slid the sharp edge of her scissors along her palm. Cupsing our hands together, an inky pocket watch tattoo poked out of the collar of her shirt. Fishing around my bag, tears welled up in my eyes at my mother’s silky handkerchief grazing the tips of my fingers. Standing on my toes, her kind smile never left her face at me tying the blue and orange handkerchief around her head.
“Take good care of it. That is the last thing I have of my mother.” I spoke with a mixture of sincerity and sternness, her head nodding once. “Keep being funny. Your sense of humor is refreshing. Now take me away.” Climbing onto her bike with her, my arms snaked around her waist. Revving the engine, adventure glowed in my eyes at the bike standing on one wheel. Several states passed by us, the hands on the neares clock moving a mere five minutes. Parking in front of a worn restaurant in Maine, the ocean waves crashed nearby. Turning a couple of knobs, the flames died down to reveal a normal black motorcycle. A vacancy sign blinked at a colorful motel across the way. Fishing round my bag, a wad of seventies dollar bills felt heavy in my palms. The witch who helped me grabbed my wrist the moment I hopped off, fright haunting her eyes. Cupping her hand, she had nothing to worry about.
“Get us a seat while I get a room. I can’t travel for a few hours at the least.” I comforted her, her mind fighting between being tough or vulnerable, a silver necklace catching my eyes. Reading the name Lightz, it didn’t take much for me to put it all together. Lightz was her name and a beautiful one at that. Spinning her towards me, my hands cupped her face. Abrupt tears told me that I shouldn’t leave her alone.
“Bring your bike over while I get us a room.” I caved, a lovely smile met mine. The right corner of her lips hanging over the left slightly, dirt crunching underneath her wheels as we crossed the road. Waiting outside, the bell announced my presence. A young blonde haired woman looked up from her magazine, her hand sliding over a ledger while smacking gum in her mouth. Fishing out the amount of money plus a bit extra to ensure our rest, a key hitting the tip of my finger. Wonderful personality, I thought sarcastically to myself. Taking a second look at her, her ice blue eyes met mine in a chilling stare.
“Watch your mouth in my motel or a punishment will be served.” She spoke coldly, running her hands through her perfect waves. Leaning onto the desk, a souvenir box caught my eyes behind her. Pretending that it didn’t affect me, a case had fallen right on my lap. Guiding her to the room, the key slid in with ease as she parked her bike outside. Locking it behind us, my pensive expression had her asking if I was okay. What made that woman tick? Thinking back to her nametag, Loretta flashed in my head. Lorretta had to be caught, an idea coming to mind. Maybe the locals knew about any disappearances, my brow cocking at a bottle of water hitting my face.
“Maybe you could be Sherlock Holmes after we eat. I am starving.” She joked with a biting tone, her hand resting on her hip. A long sigh drew from my lips. Huffing out a quick fine, that would give me the opportunity I desired. Locking the door behind us, her cold gaze met my defiant grin on my determined features. Bars would soon keep her in her new home, the orange sure to look lovely on her. Crossing the street, another bell announced our presence. Taking a seat at the worn wooden bar, the walls were lined with pictures of missing persons. Asking for a napkin, the similar brown hair and brown eyes spoke of a type. Borrowing a pen from the friendly but rather hairy bartender, eyes tracked me walking up to the missing people. Scribbling away, certain jewelry underneath their names would help me identify who was who. Plopping down at the bar, Lightz had ordered for me. The bell rang once more, Loretta finding her way in. A lovely summer ivory summer dress floated over her hourglass figure, the stool groaning as she took a seat next to me. Refusing to look her in the eyes, her next word sent a shiver up my spine.
“Mice like you get devoured by the cat.” She chuckled heartily as if it was a normal thing to say. “The mouse doesn’t find her way out on her own. Such lovely hair and eyes.” Playing with my hair, Lightz slapped her hand away. Rising from her stool, she towered over Loretta. Leaning down by her ear, my ears didn’t pick what she said. Loretta rose with a huff, the door slamming behind her. What the hell did she say? Crashing down next to me, a couple of hot burgers got placed in front of us. We didn’t order anything, something feeling fishy. Bringing it to my nose, a rancid smell had me whacking it out of her hands. Slamming my money on the counter, a sedative had been blended with the meat. The cook had to be an associate of hers, my hand snatching her wrists. Dragging her out, two black bags were dropped over our heads. Tossing us into the back of a van. Leaning onto the side of the van, a darkness swallowed us. Turning my head towards her, we would need her magic.
“Pretend to be knocked out when they open the door. She should bring us to the bodies.” I whispered loud enough for her to hear and her alone. “Punch your way out and find a neighbor. Call the cops and bring them to me. Am I understood?” Shaking her head, she didn’t want to leave my side. Whatever would come my way could be dealt with by one of my many healing potions. Driving through the hours, my powers began to return slowly. The brakes squealed in protest, another scream giving hope of me not being found out. Pale moonlight flickered through the holes of the bag over my head, chaos erupting next to me as Lightz smashed her way out. Ordering them to let her go, her gloved hands ripped me out of the van. A trail of neon energy had me sighing in relief, grunts pouring from her lips as she hooked me up to a meat hook via chains. The years of execution trained me for this moment, no pain starting yet. Ripping the bag off of my head, a tarot card floated by her head. Floating upside down behind her head, a temporary time pass hung around his neck. Knocking her out with a kick, a dull thud announced her landing. Lowering me down, his steady hands went to work chaining her up in my former position. Helping the other woman down, cuts covered her face. Tearing at the hem of my shirt, my steady hands tied the material around the deep cut on her arm. Wet eyes met my gentle smile, her lips parting to speak several times.
“Who are you? I want to send you a thank you note.” She inquired in a hoarse voice, red and blue lights bathing the area. Too concerned with messing with time, forget me powder appeared in my palm. Blowing the iridescent powder into her face, her body collapsed into a heap. Snatching Tarot, his protests fell on deaf ears as I dragged him out the back door. Freezing at the sight of Lightz on her motorcycle, silent tears stained his cheeks. Yanking us onto her bike, I was more than happy to be on the very back. Riding away from the scene, enough power had been restored for us to go home. Pulling off my pendant, my pleas for them to hold on had me. Spinning my pendant counter clockwise, the energy built in the air.
“I call upon the sands of time to whisk me back home and to set this timeline in place. “ I chanted tiredly, the pendant spun faster. A blast of energy shot us into the grand hall of his castle. Flying off the back of the bike, a fuming Marcus caught me. Seconds from berating me, the motorcycle engine died down to reveal Tarot and Lightz hugging each other with uncontrollable sobs. Saby skidded downstairs, only to stop in awe at the witch taking off my mother’s handkerchief. A bond formed between them, inky tattoos of phoenix's appeared around their necks, her father noticing as well. Approaching each other cautiously, Saby’s ears pinned back with her rich blush. Lightz bowed in front of her, her genuine smile enchanting Saby. That smile could enchant anyone if I was being honest.
“I am your mate, Lightz. Let me make you a meal to steal your heart.” She flirted shamelessly, placing her on her back while passing me my scarf. Marcus let it go the moment Tarot bowed in my direction. Pressing his palms together, his fraying nerves had been eased. Thank goodness. Today may have been hard but it sure was worth it.
“Many thanks for your bravery. If it weren’t for you, my daughter would still be trapped.” He choked out oddly, his nature not leading to him having such an air. Waving around my hand to calm his down further, exhaustion weighed heavily on my eyelids. Bobbing my head up and down, sweet slumber stole me away.
2024.06.07 16:14 shhhhhhdonttell12 Falsely accused of a crime in New York state needing help to exonerate myself
So recently in my hometown a girl went to a local Walmart in a T-shirt (my lawyer showed me the video) and started layering hoodies and other items on her person. For about 15 seconds of the video her right arm is completely visible and free of any ink. I have a full sleeve from my shoulder down to my wrist on that arm. I'm an ex junkie in this town with 7 years sober but the cops hate me as do the district attorneys-I, unfortunately, think they will never believe i changed. When they tried to stop her as she was coming out she kept going. Initially Walmart wrote on the deposition that an unknown female had entered Walmart stolen and left. The police apparently watched the video and determined that it was me and came out to my house and arrested me in front of my daughter they were laughing and saying "oh yeah it's you it's definitely you" my daughter was crying they told her to shut the fuck up when she was screaming "please don't take my mom" it was actually quite a traumatizing experience for her. They even shoved her out the way when she tried to hug me. (I was cuffed) The whole time I just kept saying " I have tattoos on my hands I have tattoos on my hands this shouldn't be hard to prove guys just check the footage" (as I didn't know yet that she was wearing a t-shirt) they refused to check the footage kept laughing and saying it was me. I was arrested booked and given my court date. When I went to court I told my lawyer about my tattoos on my hands and that this shouldn't be hard to prove. He proceeded to tell me that the girl had the same knee-high boots as me and the same "smoking mannerisms" which wasn't correct.... she smokes cigarettes and I Vape. But he was hell bent on the fact that it was me as well and told me that I could get convicted based upon those two things. The district attorney was hell bent on making these charges stick so he can get a conviction so he refused to withdraw charges when he found out about my tattoos on my hands. I got a new lawyer and she's the one who showed me the video. I showed her my arm and she was like "oh wow I'm going to bring this to the attention of the district attorney Again" so when I went to court I was expecting him to withdraw the charges since he didn't know that I had a full sleeve on the arm that was visible. But he decided to go through with the charges so now my lawyer is taking this to jury trial. Now I'm scrambling to try to get the evidence I need to exonerate myself I've called Walmart corporate and asked them to look up the video footage of me back when I was using and stole from them to see if my tattoos were visible in the footage because one of the reasons the da said that the tattoos might not be visible is because the camera footage is too grainy🙄. I'm waiting for them to call me back. I also called the parole office and asked if they still had the records of all of my tattoos from 2016. The receptionist was not helpful whatsoever very rude and told me that my tattoos weren't on record anymore. But I don't believe her there has to be a file on me from when I was on Parole before. How do I get access to those records? Or even the prison records where they took a little sheet of paper with an empty human body and made me Circle the part of the body that the tattoos on and then they described the tattoo off to the side just to prove that these tattoos aren't new. Please no judgments on my old self yes I used to be a junkie and a criminal- now I own my own home and my own business and I have my beautiful daughter who's graduating this year with an amazing husband by my side! . People can change. Thank you all for your help. 💖
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2024.06.07 15:44 Suzy-Skullcrusher 26 [f4m] #Florida I crave to treat a man like a god
I’m a virgin who is looking for another virgin because it feels like the ultimate form of possession to know I’m the only woman a man has ever been inside of. And I think it’s so romantic to lose our virginities to each other. I want to devote my life to making a man happy, we’re both obsessed with each other, and we have amazing passionate sex. I love the idea of doing whatever I can to make a man happy and fulfilling his sexual needs whenever and as often as possible. I want a man who will give me his attention and make me feel loved and cared for. And in return I will do anything to meet his needs. I love serving, cooking, and cleaning for a man. I love making sure my man knows how much I love and appreciate him because I understand how much of a privilege it is to have a man provide for me. I want a relationship where we’re both very attracted to one another and just can’t keep our hands off each other. I also love the idea of being so devoted to one another you get each other’s name tattooed on the other’s body or carving each other’s names on the other’s body. But I also love the idea of a man who will do anything to make me happy and values having me so much in his life he loves providing for me. I want a man who loves me deeply and treats me with love and respect outside of the bed but treats me like a common whore on the street in the bed. I also love the idea of him keeping me barefoot and pregnant. I want a man who is possessive over me just as I am him. I want a man to dominate me and lead me but he also cares enough about me to have my best interest at heart. I want a man where we have a deep emotional connection with each and we both genuinely enjoy spending time together and we’re both very open and raw with each other so we can be fucked up together but still love each other all the same. I love the idea of a man that loves having me by his side and showing me off but knows no other man can have me. I want a man who wants to deeply satisfy me in bed and make me cum as much as he can. I want a man who’s crazy about me and I’m crazy about him. Completely and hopelessly devoted to one another❤️
I am black, 5’8, and atheist, kinda nerdy, and an independent. I enjoy listening to metal as well as other genres, I love gory movies and shows,I love action movies, I enjoy comedy and cartoon movies, I enjoy violent things despite the fact I’m not sure I know how to correctly throw a punch, I like to crocheting, reading, gaming with my best friend, spending time with my parents, going out, dancing, singing, I love fashion, and screaming in socially acceptable places. I don’t drink, smoke, or do drugs, and I workout everyday. I enjoy wearing revealing short skirts and dresses, I always wear black or something with black in it and I always pair it with some fishnets. So I would love to find a man who enjoys showing me off knowing I’m completely devoted to him so no other man can have me. And I crave to one day get married and have a big family
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I am black, 5’8, and atheist, kinda nerdy, and an independent. I enjoy listening to metal as well as other genres, I love gory movies and shows,I love action movies, I enjoy comedy and cartoon movies, I enjoy violent things despite the fact I’m not sure I know how to correctly throw a punch, I like to crocheting, reading, gaming with my best friend, spending time with my parents, going out, dancing, singing, I love fashion, and screaming in socially acceptable places. I don’t drink, smoke, or do drugs, and I workout everyday. I enjoy wearing revealing short skirts and dresses, I always wear black or something with black in it and I always pair it with some fishnets. So I would love to find a man who enjoys showing me off knowing I’m completely devoted to him so no other man can have me. And I crave to one day get married and have a big family
2024.06.07 15:39 weewee2022 Be aware of Budget rent a car. Will get extra charge at the end.
Rented a car in Chicago airport for 4 days. Get into the car it does smell musty, though open the window will be fine so didn't report to them (Dont want to be picky and looks minor thing but NO). After few days of returning got an email letter that I got charge of $450 for smoke cleaning fee. I kept calling to negotiated for unfair charge, end up discounted me but still I do not agreed. 1st I didn't notice it was smoke smell and 2nd when I returned the staff checked everything fine and didn't mention. I tried read most review, seems like budget try to charge a lot people with excuses of "cleaning fee" (to add on some more charges).
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