I love both of these, and so many amazing lines still hit me to this day. Shows like this make me wish stuff like the Sonic games actually started trying again. Here’s a list of lines that, after all this time, still absolutely break me, give me chills, or both:
“For all that fierce exterior, I’ve never met anyone who cared as deeply about his fellow man as Bruce Wayne, except maybe you.”
“I did what I thought was right then, and that’s what I’m doing now.”
“You grabbed power!” “And with that power, we’ve made a world where no 8-year-old boy will ever lose his parents…..because of some punk with a gun.”
“I’m not the man who killed President Luthor. Right now, I wish to Heaven that I were, but I’m not.”
“I got cheated out of my childhood.” “I know what that’s like.” “You do, don’t you?”
“One little scare, and you betray us?! You stole Kara’s DNA! Violated her trust! MY trust!”
“The creature knows only rage and seeks only oblivion. Your mace may be the one object on Earth that can grant him peace.”
“We don’t do that to our enemies.” “Speak for yourself.” “I’m trying to speak for Superman.”
“Time and again, I’ve beaten you. Humbled you. What makes you think today’s outcome will be any different?” “Because this time, I won’t stop until you’re just a greasy smear on my fist.”
“Gentlemen, it’s been an honor.”
“Tell me. How many of us do you have to kill to keep us safe?”
“We create our own purpose in life. Now go create yours.”
“If you’re quitting because it’s easier than continuing the fight, then you’re not the heroes we all thought you were. The world needs the Justice League, and the Justice League needs you, Superman.”

So I work for the hospitality industry. Our business is set up where we are 2 different companies. Last year I met this guy that works for the other company. We kicked it off VERY strong. Spent the night together for the first time and then everything grew stronger. We hung out a lot more. Went on what I would call dates to the movies, park, dinner. We started to FaceTime call each other every night. Sleeping on the phone. He invited me to his house. We sat and watched scary stuff on TV. It was fun. Then we started going on trips. We would drive to another city and stay the night and go places together then come back the next day just for a little getaway. These getaways would evolve us cuddling with each other and doing ‘relationship’ type stuff.
He started making me a part of him. I met his family. He hasn’t met mine cause they are just too weird. I got him flowers a few times and his family has always questioned him are you hanging out with so and so. Are these flowers from so and so.
We then got a theme park ticket. We went maybe every week or every other week.
I never really like Instagram reels. He got me into them. Sending me relationship stuff. Videos of the nature of taking someone’s last name, honeymoon.
He’s brought up statements such as ‘can we go here for our honeymoon’ We have looked a rings together. Talking about getting our place together and how we would sleep with each other. There’s been multiple times where this has been brought up. I used to spoil the living crap out of him.
One time I kissed him on the cheek and he wiped it off. He never let me kiss him on the lips or anything. Just cuddling and doing other stuff. A few weeks ago we were on a trip and he he was on me looking at me and then I got on top of him and I kinda just went for it cause he’s always getting VERY close to me like he’s wanted to but was too shy or scared. When I kissed him he didn’t wipe it off and kinda just smiled at me.
We have 2 MAJOR trips coming up together. One to another state for about a week and to an event a few months after.
What am I seeing wrong here. What is he doing that just not setting in?
I have over 800 pics of him and me together. We call each other Pookie.
Is this just a FWB? Is this a situationship or is he too nervous to actually admit his feelings for me?
TIA ♥️

Long story short, a girl who I know from my major who also used to take the bus with me had graduated a year ago, at that time I had went my way and bought her graduation gifts and a congratulations card, a year later she had not even texted me "congratulations" on my graduation last week, although she had went to the graduation party and knows that I've graduated there.
Here is the thing, me, her and her friend who is now my ex-friend used to take the same bus and are in the same major, but since me and my ex-friend and a couple other people had to work in a graduation project she had showed me her true colors, in short she is nothing but a snake, a bully, a backstabber, and I am pretty sure that she had been feeding her lies and other stuff about me. guy to the point where I would be walking through a room's door and she would be opening the door to "us", & when I had said "thank you" to her she ignored me, meanwhile when the guy behind me who is one of the guys who used to work in the graduation project with us had passed by and thanked her, she said "your welcome" to him.
I am hurt, I am broken, the group that I've worked with for the graduation project have hurt me, bullied me, etc I need therapy becuase of them. I could write over 1000 pages about everything they've done to me during the past 9 months, specially this semester, I don't know what to do, I've already graduated, I feel like shit, I keep dissociating, I am afraid of facing real life, I just wish I can go back in time and re-live my last semester in uni, it was the WORST semester ever, the constant bullying, humiliation, and the INFINTE AMOUNT OF RACISMA that I've faced was and still unbearable, I wish I could have the chance to go back and enjoy my last semester in uni, I am stuck in this phase of depression, I can't accept the fact that I am no longer an undergraduate, that time is flying by me, I regret being vulnerable and opening up to my ex-friend, I regret befriending her, I wish when she had approached me in class 2 years ago that I've kept it casual, maybe now she would have just been a "classmate", I hate being in this position.
I am afraid of befriending people now, not a single person from my uni had contacted me after graduating, It was literally me sending a congrats text to 5 people, 3 of them had replied, and the 3ed one keeps dragging replying to me for days, and the other 2 literally ignored the texts. I feel so lonely, so alone, I don't even have high-school friend, childhood friends, etc.

When I deleted the app without giving you any other way to contact me, I told myself I was just doing us both a favor.
I kept thinking about all the other guys I trusted who didn’t want anything but trying to get me into bed, and I thought about how often it started with the same act you were kind of doing. The safe, soft guy persona I now know is almost always pretend and just a different wrapper on the same toxic behavior and misogyny. I thought I’d be doing my future self a favor by not dragging out something that would just turn out to be useless. Getting emotionally attached again to someone who, it would turn out, just sees me as an object for his physical needs.
Everyone else I went through that with, I’m always thinking that if I hadn’t met him and wasted that time in my life, maybe I would have met my soulmate instead. So that’s what I was thinking. If I didn’t cut you off, I would end up wasting months entertaining you, then grieving you, and not meeting the one who’s actually right for me.
You didn’t do anything “wrong,” I just had a familiar feeling while we spoke. It’s not me. It’s like I could tell you didn’t think I was the one for you, but maybe you weren’t getting a lot of female attention and mine was better than none. That placeholder feeling again.
I actually don’t know that I’ll ever shake that feeling with anyone, or what it will take for me to feel that something is finally not that and that I finally am wanted the same way I want him. But maybe it’s just like people say, “when you know, you just know.”
I’ll know when I don’t get that feeling anymore that in their mind, they’re still holding out for better, or for their ex, or someone else, but thinking I can entertain them for the time being.
When I know, hopefully I’ll know.

I need help in regards to a recent situation between me and my partner. I will start off with some follow up events to include important details.
To Set Up The Situation:
My (26M) partner and I (22F) had a pretty uneventful day. I had the day off of work, and as he does not work and is just staying with me - he was “off” as well. That day we had one thing planned: to go to my parents place so we could change the oil in my car, and also eat dinner with them.
After dinner, on the way back I asked what he would like to do when we got home. I suggested we continue watching The Office together, or if he preferred to game, or we could do something else. He chose gaming.
When we got home I asked if we could put The Office on the other monitor so we could at least participate in a shared activity. I asked if it would distract him from his game and he said no, and put on the show. I sat on the bed and decided to do my nails, and he sat in his chair about 4ft away and gamed as we both listened to The Office.
The Situation:
After a handful of hours of doing that, he logged off of the game and spent some time on his phone. He then abruptly said he wanted alone time in the other room. This to me was surprising as it was nearly time for bed and I had work early the next morning. The window for spending time together that day would have been closed if he took space. He walked to the living room.
I followed him out to ask how long he might be spending alone, and to ask why. After much conversation he told me it's because he “didn't feel wanted” and was upset that I didn’t go over and hug him while he was playing the game during that time period we spent together. He expressed he was upset we did no physical hugging / spending time together.
This to me was surprising as firstly, I had asked if he wanted to do anything together before we got home and he chose to game. It also surprised me because I had even gone as far to suggest meeting in the middle by putting on The Office so we could do a shared activity while he gamed. I was under the impression that he wanted to game, and that us simply chilling together in the same vicinity was okay.
So I responded that if he wanted to do something else or wanted physical connection, he should have communicated that. I said that he had chosen gaming, and if he wanted physical connection he could have even asked me to pull over a chair so I was closer.
He then responded that if he has to ask for it, then he didn't want it.
The Sub Situation:
Now about a week prior we had a similar situation where he called the very same mindset “flawed”. This ties-in at the end, so I will give you all a brief summary.
A week prior I walked into the room to find him playing a co-op game with his friends that he previously said he would invite me to (I also game). I got hurt that he didn't invite me after he said he would, and asked him why I didn't get an invite. His response was that he didn't know I wanted to play, and that I should have asked him what game he was going to play when he told me he was sitting down to play a game with friends - yet he still did not invite me after that conversation. So I communicated that I was hurt about the situation, and that I was extra hurt he didn't think of inviting me even after he knew I had a rough day at work.
He then invited me. However I declined as it was clear to me that he didn't really want me there, as he did not invite me the first time I asked why.
Basically: Because I had to ask (twice) I really didn't want to join, even if he did eventually invite me. He told me that my mindset was flawed, and that I should have just accepted.
Wrapping Things Up:
Now those two situations share a similarity - Both with the case of “If I have to ask for this, I don’t want it at all”. However, in both situations he had a different approach.
Where he had previously said that just because I had to ask for something it does not take away from the gesture, and that it was silly of me to decline. He now thinks it is a valid approach when applied to his situation when I told him he should have communicated.
So I asked why. And I asked which one he believes to be correct.
His response: That because I have felt that way in the past, HE is now forced to feel that way about it. Even though he previously did not on multiple occurring occasions. He said he “learned it from me”. He said that it's not because it's a right or a wrong mindset, but that he's learned that is what’s supposed to happen.
Ending Thoughts:
That to me seems very off. I can’t put my finger on why, maybe it is a lack of accountability? Maybe he’s shifting blame? But this is not the first time he has claimed to feel a certain way or take a stance purely because I have felt that way in the past. And this is not the first time he has used it to justify a thought that he previously did not agree with.
Does anyone know if this is something I should watch out for? Or even if this reasoning is correct? Perhaps I simply do not understand and it is a very normal thing to happen. I am trying to figure out my next steps moving forward, and how to handle that response in the future.
Thank you for reading.

(please don’t share i’m also sorry for such a long post)
i love my boyfriend. so much, but his family drive me fucking insane and make me cry so much and i don’t know if it’s pregnancy hormones or what but
me and my boyfriend have been together for a year i’m currently pregnant (unplanned) were young parents who need a lot of support mainly just finically since homes are expensive, i have to worry about college savings, and i won’t be able to work for a while (even while pregnant my dad refuses to help he wouldn’t let me get my license now i have to wait i’m getting closer to getting it though before the baby is here), boyfriend works but doesn’t make enough to provide for us (which is okay he’s had the job for a few years and is trying hard to find something at least a little better i’m proud of him) so not living with them or my father isn’t really an option my mother isn’t really in the picture and doesn’t take care of her home (smokes inside, and a bunch of other issues i won’t get into just not suitable for a little one) the issues living with my dad is a lot so i won’t get into that either
basically the issues with my in laws are

• since i am young and struggle with a ton of physical health issues i was considering abortion when i first found out, obviously no woman wants to have an abortion its devastating i always wanted kids but i wanted to be able to fully support and spoil my baby. she was super against this literally yelling at me at times for even bringing up the idea and guilt tripped me horribly told me she was physically sick at the thought of me having one, sent my boyfriend a photo of a baby in the womb stating it has a heartbeat and “we did an adult thing by having sex so we need to be adults”, etc just very very out of taste and hurtful. i was using protection, i was being cautious it just happened to me. which sucks. but i’m trying to embrace it. she also kept telling me false medical facts to coerce me into having the baby obviously i made the choice to keep my little one and i know it’s bad to say but sometimes i wish i didn’t especially if it was going to end up like this. (my dad also smears in my face how i should’ve gotten an abortion lol) i know i probably sound like a horrible mother i’m ready to take care of her and hold her and admire her i just wish so bad i could’ve predicted how awful the situation would be. i know it could always be worse, some girls don’t even have family support but mine is very forced i guess. i’m happy i get to have her, i don’t know. i’m just conflicted. i refuse to adopt our baby out so please no one comment saying i should i’ve already been through this multiple times. i respect everyone’s political views and social views but please don’t cram the down my throat. i feel guilty for even considering the latter to begin with even though i’m not finished with high school + once again i have a lot of health issues. i just got unlucky.
  
• his grandma gave us a talk about how she’s disappointed we had pre material sex (i was saving myself for marriage before i met him? i lost my virginity to HIM) but she’s happy we didn’t abort because that’s just “wrong”
  
• they’ve told everyone i’m pregnant without confiding in me first even the babies gender. we got the gender we were hoping for and i was sooo excited but everyone already knew.. i wouldn’t be upset about this really if they had just asked me first :/ and when i got upset about someone finding out who me and bf were going to tell they literally just said “i think everyone should know anyways but that’s my opinion”
  
• his mom made a comment about me not wearing a bra (i had a baggy shirt on that went off the shoulder a little) i understand that this is a social norm but she added in that i would get preyed on for not wearing one as a victim of SA that part was super hurtful.
  
• this one is kinda a minor rant i guess. his family is super large which is a good and bad thing, im glad they’re family is so close but it kinda sucks when i’m trying to spend time with my boyfriend before we have our kid and i’m forced to watch everyone else’s kids (his grandma literally asks this of me basically demands it, i’m pretty pregnant right now i’ve gained 20 pounds it’s not easily for me to carry a bunch of babies) the other day she told me to get down on the ground take the babies shoes off, then pick them up take them to the sink and wash their hands for them i use to be super fit but i have had such a hard time even GETTING UP when sitting down my boyfriend was helping out in the house while she TELLS ME to go outside and play with the kids. i’m so fucking tired i can barely sleep because my baby keeps me up all night kicking and no position is comfortable. anyways then the kids parents complain when i give any type of pda to my boyfriend (hugging, a quick kiss, or even just laying on his arm) if you don’t want me doing these things don’t force me to watch your children?? also notice how these little kids have NEVER hurt themselves when i’m around why because i chase after them whenever they do something remotely dangerous??? (they left the kids with the younger cousin and the baby hit its fucking head) i didn’t ask to babysit? ( keep in mind my boyfriend is not super close to where i currently live i drive a pretty good distance SUPER EARLY IN THE MORNING MIGHT I ADD. ) i’d like some alone time with HIM. i’m cherishing every moment with him before our baby is here.
  
• his brother literally told me to shut up today when i asked him to stop yelling at my boyfriend over a dumbass video game controller. & then yelled at me for laying on my boyfriends shoulder 💀 that’s how i even found out the kids parents complain about me BECAUSE THEY NEVER SAY ANYTHING UPFRONT TO ME it’s always behind my back in the most judgmental way, um guys hello? i’m right here if you have an issue with something i’m doing please address it with me and we can talk about it compromise, or i’ll just stop overall i’m not one to fight i really really hate fucking fighting. and that’s why i haven’t spoken up for myself at all this entire time.
  
• this one makes me sound like i’m spoiled probably so don’t take it like that, it’s just kinda a punch in the face i guess i’m very grateful for all that they do for my baby: they haven’t gotten my baby anything yet besides the stuff i politely asked them if i could get (her clothes) since i’m super picky and want her to dress really girly while she’s young i’m super into fashion and clothes so it’s just something i’d like to do. anyways they buy my baby second hand clothes that are gender neutral (when i was sorting them out btw mil stopped me put them in a bag and told me to do it later. i had two piles already made that’s just annoying but whatever whenever we mention about sorting them she acts like we need to keep them all) a swing that’s fucking blue and they got a free car seat that’s blue and goddamn orange •_• (if ur a parent you know ur not supposed to receive second hand car seats) but then here’s the fucking KICKER right? they complain about how much money they’ve given other members of the family but then TAKE THAT EXACT family member on a shopping spree. while the baby they begged me to keep is getting second hand clothes mommy didnt even get to pick out or see LMFAO listen buying second hand shit is fine babies are going to outgrow it fast but this is my first and only child i plan to have id like it to be a tiny bit special for me and her. they also bought bath toys for the other little kids then told me to use them for my daughter (if y’all don’t know bath toys need to be replaced often, they can grow a shit ton of mold if you don’t she’s also going to be you know a FUCKING NEWBORN so she’s super fragile to sickness just not a good idea to share things like that)
  
• i could go on and on and on but the biggest issue i have is: it’s causing a rift between me and my boyfriend. fuck we’ve never argued but i’ve been so angry at him recently i know it’s not his fault and my own father warned me “if i don’t like the persons parents i’m not being with them” i always said not me because my boyfriend is an amazing human being i love him so dearly and i’ve truly never have met someone like him even my dad adores him and asks me when he’s coming over because he misses him. he can’t help who his family is i just hate that sometimes he’s too nice to see how fucked up this all is or doesn’t try hard enough to defend us or me but maybe i’m overreacting i don’t know. i could never leave him but sometimes i get intrusive thoughts about it i’m so desperate to have a normal life i just wish this never happened to us. he’s my first boyfriend and i’m his first girlfriend down to the first kiss and everything. i just don’t want to deal with them anymore i constantly cry and i’m so fucking stressed which isn’t good for our baby. but his comfort and the love we have for each other is just so much. i can’t. i don’t blame him for any of this and i’m so scared of ever losing him. i hate that i’m becoming so bitter because so this.
  

so reddit, feel free to give me advice or your opinions am i being overdramatic? i just need someone anyone to talk to about this. i don’t really have any friends to lean on or family.
tldr: i love my boyfriend but his family is super snarky and rude sometimes i can’t really sum all of this up

Afew weeks after my 22 birthday I slept with a past co worker of mine that I had a crush on. Not somthing I would do again but I was 22. I was very aware that it was a FWB relationship even though I had a crush on him. The issues I have with him come from his behaviour. He bragged about sleeping with me with multiple men at work , he also glorified SA in a conversation once , he tried to rub in the fact that one other woman (in years) was giving him attention when he was hanging with me etc. He also called my roomate sexy and provided a lot fo double standards , he said alot of things that were misogynistic (I won't get into all of those but you get my point).
I was kind to him during and after our parting. He tried too hook up with me afew months after we stopped talking but I ignored him. Afew years later I reached out to him kindly about his behaviour , he basically said "sorry I didin't find you as hot as other girls" not in that exact wording but it was not accoutability and really had nothing to do with what I was talking about. I didin't respond at first but later responded back very callouslly calling him misogynistic , told him I was out of his league , he never made me cum etc. He never responded.
Flash forward it's been another few years. I have been seeing a therapist about my truama and hope to start EDMR soon. I reached out to him again ( I am much older now) about how I now realize that he caused me real life truama and that connecting with people is harder for me now because of him and the actions of afew others , I told him that accountability and an apology would have gone along way for my healing at first but I knew I would never get one from him. I then wished him well and told him I would not be reaching out again.
He apologiezed to me .. kind of , like he actually said he was sorry , not for his actions but how they affected me long term. He basically then accussed me of not being able to accept our relationship as casual because of my feelings for him and told me reaching out to him "concerning". I get this POS is not worth my energy but why is it so common for men like this to literally never take accountability , it's like they need to be in control. I think he was a closeted bisexual man , maybe he feels apoligizing is somehow a threat to his masculinity? Treating women poorly to maintain masculinity really shows how effed up gender roles are. Rant over sorry LOL.

Hello! I (N14) recently wanted to talk to my dad. My parents got divorced last year and I didn't get to talk to him one on one honestly since then. I arranged the meeting in a park near my school (just in case I wanted my mom to pick me up). There was a list of things I wanted to talk to him about. Things I felt like we needed to be honest to each other about and to start making a bond.
- I resent him for years of drinking and neglect. He never apologized or even acknowledged it, He acts like I haven't been there during covid and like I didn't see him drunk. I'm scared of drinking and alcohol because of him. I just wanted him to apologize and to acknowledge
- I wanted to get to know him as a person. I know him as a dad, but as a normal guy, no. I wanted to build more friendly connection with him and something more then just parent/child relationship. I wanted more friend/friend relationship with him (like the one I have with my mom) or "acutance" someone I can talk to more freely. I'm just tired of trying to figure out who my dad is from other people. I want to know who he is from him.
- I wanted him to join my church. I understand that my dad is entitled to his own opinions on religion and that he is not obligated to join anything. I'm not forcing him into it, and never will. Religion is something that a person should decide for themselves. You can never force a person into religion. But i just thought that religion is something we can bond from. I wanted him to go to church with my on Saturdays (my church is on Saturdays, yes) since i I'm part of the youth group/English service crew (Also my church is not English only, we are Rus/Eng church).
- It's ok for him to start dating. I always felt like my dad thought that I resented my mom for dating someone right after the divorce (My mom DID NOT CHEAT, she just met her boyfriend at a gathering before the divorce). Plus I think my dad still views my mom as his wife, and he feels like he is cheating on her. I wanted to set that straight with him that no matter who he, or my mom dates, I'll view them as my only parents (I'm defiantly not in the age range of needing another father or a stable male figure)
- I need him to stop treating me like a kid. I understand that he is my dad and has the right to parent me. But i do not like when he is trying to get into my business and parent me there. I can figure out my own relationships with people. If his help is needed, I will tell him if needed, but I do not need him contently be over me ,worried. I still think he sees me as his little "girl", but It's just getting on my nerves and just makes more stressed then I'm already. I wanted to set that clear boundary with him.
These were the main points that I wanted to bring up with him. Sadly, I didn't have the courage to talk to him on all topics. The only ones I got to were church, dating and understanding him more. He was happy that I didn't hate him for wanting to date. He didn't want to go to church with me (he hates them and people talking "down to him"? that what he said). He was good with me wanting to get to know him more. He admitted that I never really got to know him because he was gone for 4 years of my life, trying to settle in America. I was happy with how our convo went. But also i was really disappointed? I know I shouldn't say things like that about my father but... I feel like he is trying to groom me in a way. Not sexually ofc! But more like... Domestic abuse wise. He abused my mother when they were married and I feel like he wanted that for me to.
Also important thing is. Is that i got physically sick from talking to him. I think I was under so much stress from just talking to him, I got sick. I'm scared of him. that scares me.
Ill finish this post off, If you need any clarifications, ask! <3 (also English is not my first language so If i made any mistakes or might have phrased myself in an incorrect manner, I'm really sorry. :[ )

Sorry, I need a timeline because I’m getting confused.
There has been a lot of Kill Tony/Dr. Phil/Tom Brady Roast these last few weeks.
This is what I’ve got so far.

1. Tom Brady Roast
   
2. Dr. Phil live with Bert/Normand. Tony arrives in the last ten minutes and Dr. Phil, and there is mention of the tom brady roast. Tony is drunk as fuck.
   
3. Dr. Phil live with Tony, Kam and William.
   
4. May 10th show at the arena with Dr. Phil.
   

My main question and issue is how Tony treated Jeramiah on the Dr. Phil live episode (that hasn’t aired yet, I paid). He was such an a$$hole, which is typical. But he never even said a joke. He just called him a faggot and a flaming homosexual. Jeramiah brushed it off like a champ, but when they were about to do the whole ‘Dr. Phil beats the shit out of Jeramiah’ skit, Tony told him this would be the biggest moment in his career. It honestly pissed me off because the moment Jeramiah arrived mocking Normand was the most I laughed the whole show.
But then on the episode they appeared when ‘Shank’ entered when Kam, William and Tony was on the whole show, To seemed disengaged but not as petty he was during those last 20minutes of bert and Normands.
What took place first? What do you think?

Story time.
I’ve been working retail/food service for almost 10 years now and I think tonight really qualifies for “the retail experience of all time”. Important context is that I work as a barista at a big chain store and often run the whole cafe all by myself. My store (the staff) is great, but higher-ups have been neglecting much-needed fixes so there are tons of issues like broken counters resulting in health code violations, drainage issues that leave floors wet and soapy a lot of the time, etc. Work orders keep getting ignored so we do the best we can.
Tonight? Tonight was rough. Just under an hour prior to closing, a young boy, like 13 years old and his mother come up to my register and ask for “espresso with some coconut milk”. I ask them to clarify that they want an espresso shot each with just a splash of coconut milk. They say yes and I make them exactly like I said I would.
I then take advantage of the lack of customers after them to start sweeping the dining area so I can actually get home on time tonight. The moment that I walk over with my broom and get to it, the woman at the table next me to looks at her sons, says “hey let’s go get those cookies” and walks over to the counter that I just walked away from. She asks “are you closed?” and I frustratedly tell her no, but she’ll have to wait.
I sweep for another second before coming back and pushing through the little swing door leading to the back of the cafe counter.. but you know how I mentioned that we have a lot of broken things at my store? Well, the door was apparently cracked in the center and whatever material is layered over it was sharply curved outwards on both sides and pierced right through the pad of my dominant thumb. I’ve literally never seen as much blood on the outside of my own body. I start to panic. I have my headset in my hands and blood is dripping off it as I'm choking out communication with my team about the accident.
Apparently the kid from earlier followed me to the counter because he there he was behind me, drinks in hand, and says “this isn’t what we asked for!” (it literally was btw). I’m mostly adrenaline at this point so it doesn’t even register enough for me to be pissed. Blood is covering the entirety of my hand and is visible on the floor and counter. I show my hand to him, knowing he heard me talking over the radio and emphatically go“can you please WAIT?”.
Mom is now behind him, seeing me as the mess of tears and extremely prominent amounts of blood that I was. And she simply stared at me expectantly as her child gives me a visible look of irritation and asks “ok, but then who will fix our drinks?”
I’m completely floored at this point. Another staff member appears and I literally just went to the back room and cried until another coworker came with a first aid kit. I didn’t know people like this really existed. Maybe I just didn’t want to believe it. But the worst part is that I know this will sit with me until I leave retail/food service, and that I likely can’t even get anything from the company for the injury. I’m writing this in bed just a few hours later and I feel like that interaction still hasn’t fully processed.

Long story short, a girl who I know from my major who also used to take the bus with me had graduated a year ago, at that time I had went my way and bought her graduation gifts and a congratulations card, a year later she had not even texted me "congratulations" on my graduation last week, although she had went to the graduation party and knows that I've graduated there.
Here is the thing, me, her and her friend who is now my ex-friend used to take the same bus and are in the same major, but since me and my ex-friend and a couple other people had to work in a graduation project she had showed me her true colors, in short she is nothing but a snake, a bully, a backstabber, and I am pretty sure that she had been feeding her lies and other stuff about me. guy to the point where I would be walking through a room's door and she would be opening the door to "us", & when I had said "thank you" to her she ignored me, meanwhile when the guy behind me who is one of the guys who used to work in the graduation project with us had passed by and thanked her, she said "your welcome" to him.
I am hurt, I am broken, the group that I've worked with for the graduation project have hurt me, bullied me, etc I need therapy becuase of them. I could write over 1000 pages about everything they've done to me during the past 9 months, specially this semester, I don't know what to do, I've already graduated, I feel like shit, I keep dissociating, I am afraid of facing real life, I just wish I can go back in time and re-live my last semester in uni, it was the WORST semester ever, the constant bullying, humiliation, and the INFINTE AMOUNT OF RACISMA that I've faced was and still unbearable, I wish I could have the chance to go back and enjoy my last semester in uni, I am stuck in this phase of depression, I can't accept the fact that I am no longer an undergraduate, that time is flying by me, I regret being vulnerable and opening up to my ex-friend, I regret befriending her, I wish when she had approached me in class 2 years ago that I've kept it casual, maybe now she would have just been a "classmate", I hate being in this position.
I am afraid of befriending people now, not a single person from my uni had contacted me after graduating, It was literally me sending a congrats text to 5 people, 3 of them had replied, and the 3ed one keeps dragging replying to me for days, and the other 2 literally ignored the texts. I feel so lonely, so alone, I don't even have high-school friend, childhood friends, etc.

There have been an increasing number of juniors visiting this sub asking for advice about writing essays. Below are some tips and advice for making your essay stand out as excellent. Feel free to ask questions because I will answer every single question in the comments.
I know from experience that many of you are struggling to identify a good topic for your essay. Conventional wisdom says to start by brainstorming a list of potential topics, and chances are, you have already started a mental list of ideas. You might think you only have a few choices for topics, based on your activities or experiences, or essay examples you read, or the rough draft you already started (or worse, that GPT started...). I advise, however, that you put down your list of topics and back away from it. Forget that exists for a moment. Seriously - thinking about this initial list tethers you to certain ideas that might not actually be your best options.
Now you can begin brainstorming with a clean slate.
Start with thinking about what you want to show in your entire application, not just one essay. Every single component in your app has one purpose – to tell more about YOU. Filling out the rest of the application by rote and focusing solely on the essay is short-sighted and will leave so much potential untapped in your application.

It's About You. Tell Your Story - And Be The Protagonist

An admissions officer’s goal is to understand you fully, in the context of your background and the rest of the applicant pool. They will begin this with assessing your academic abilities and potential. Then they will evaluate how you will fit into the student body they’re trying to curate. All of this can be somewhat broad and diverse and touch on several institutional goals. But they will dig deep to find out what each applicant is like, what your core values and motivations are, what kind of student you will be, how you will contribute to the vibrant and intellectual campus community they’re building, etc.
Your goal with essay brainstorming is to ascertain how to powerfully tell your story in a manner that will fit these criteria. The entirety of your application (again, not just one essay) aims to showcase your abilities, qualifications, and uncommon attributes as a person in a positive way. Before you begin outlining or writing your application, you must determine what is unique about you that will stand out to an admissions panel. All students are truly unique. Not one other student has the same combination of life experiences, personality, passions, or goals as you do. Your job in your application is to frame your unique personal attributes in a positive and compelling way. How will you fit on campus? What personal qualities, strengths, core values, talents, or different perspectives do you bring to the table? What stories, deeper motivations/beliefs, or formative experiences can you use to illustrate all of this?
It is always helpful to start with some soul-searching or self-examination. You might not immediately know what you want to share about yourself. It’s not a simple task to decide how to summarize your whole life and being in a powerful and eloquent way on your application. Introspection prior to starting your application takes additional time and effort rather than jumping straight into your first draft. But it is also a valuable method to start writing a winning application that stands out from the stack.
You'll see the advice everywhere that all essay prompts are really about the same thing - you. The goal of each essay then is to showcase who you are, what matters to you, and how you think. I guarantee if you're on this sub enough, you'll hear the advice to "show, don't tell" when writing about yourself. But what does this mean really, and how do you do it well? How do you even get started on an essay that does this?

Introspection Questions

It’s often easiest to start thinking in terms of superlatives, especially those related to personal insights -- what are the most meaningful things about you, and what do you value the most? Here is a list of questions to help you brainstorm broadly before you narrow down your focus for writing:

• What are your interests?
  
• What sparks your curiosity?
  
• About what topics do you enjoy reading?
  
• With whom do you enjoy spending time? Who has impacted your life the most?
  
• Reflect upon “superlatives” in your life. What moments were most memorable, formative, enlightening, enjoyable, or valuable? What physical possessions, experiences, dreams, or lessons could make your superlatives list?
  
• Stop and think about what things, people, or circumstances in your life are really unique, fascinating, or outlandish. Are there any that really have a lot of "cultural flavor" (whatever your culture is)?
  

I have a free introspection worksheet with over 100 questions like this designed to help you find ideas worth exploring in your essays. You can find it on the A2C Discord or download it directly here.

Find Your Story And Arc

Think of a small anecdote or story from your life that you could share that serves as a microcosm of who you are and what is important to you. It will massively help you narrow this down and find a gem of a story if you first start by thinking about your application arc or theme. This is the one-phrase summary of your entire application. It could be "brilliant entrepreneur who started her own successful business" or "talented athlete who wants to study economics and finance as they pertain to sports", or even "avid baker whose hobby sparked an interest in chemistry". It doesn't have to be related to your intended major, but it can help your arc be stronger and clearer if it is.
Once you have an arc determined and a story to share, think about what you want that story to say about you. This is where it can help to think of this as something you would share on a date - what impression does it make about you to the reader? Once you know this, start showing, not telling this attribute of yourself through your story. For example, instead of saying that you're compassionate toward others, you show an example of a time you were compassionate, then elaborate on why, and what it means to you.

Essay Brainstorming Techniques

If you are having trouble finding a story, or simply have writer’s block once you have picked your topic, here are some ideas to get your juices flowing:

• Stream of consciousness writing -- Start writing whatever is in your head, and don’t stop for 30 minutes. You probably won’t use what you just wrote for your essay, but it will help you find a starting point.
  
• Journaling -- Answer the prompt as if you were writing in a journal. This will get you in the habit of writing about yourself and establish comfort with the concept. It will also take you to a new level of introspection and self-awareness.
  
• Twitter X style -- Write several rapid-fire responses to the prompt in 280 characters or less. Choose an idea from these responses to expound upon in your essay.
  
• Read each essay prompt, then go through your introspection worksheet responses and connect the stories and insights to one or more of the prompts. Some students like using color coding to visually see how their different ideas might work together.
  

Why Essays Matter

Here's the thing a lot of people don't realize about college admission: it's not an award for being the smartest, most accomplished, or most impressive. It's an invitation to join a community. Far too many students think that if they can just show that they're smart enough, they'll get in. Yale even says right on their admissions website that 75% of their applicants are academically qualified to succeed at Yale. But only ~4% are getting in. That should tell you that they're looking for more than just top tier test scores and grades. To be perfectly clear, you will need top tier grades and (optionally) test scores to show that you're qualified, and the vast majority of my students come to me with this part already in the bank. But what sets the admits apart? It's personal insight - sharing who you are, how you think, what matters to you, and how you engage community. You can't just say "/IAmVerySmart, please admit me," or even "I did a cool thing guys! Isn't that neat!" You need to go deeper and show them your core values, personal strengths, motivations, aspirations, character traits, foundational beliefs, personality, etc. And you need to do it in a charming, winsome way that makes them like you and want to invite you to join their community.
So how do I get students to do this? All of my students complete that introspection worksheet. We go through it and find the stories, examples, anecdotes, conversations, memories, relationships, and other things from their life that will help us craft a strong and personally insightful narrative. We also make lists of the values, strengths, and key personal qualities we want to showcase. Once we have some topics, outlines, abstracts, or rough drafts, we talk about which stories to tell where, how to tell them well, and what details to include to present the best they have to offer. Then we refine, edit, polish, and enhance over and over until the story sings, but more importantly shows their heart and soul. We also go through all the other application components to ensure consistency, quality, and distinctiveness.
Here's why this works so well: at most highly selective colleges there is a primary reader (or 2-3) who will review everything first and then present it to the admissions committee, who then votes on whether to admit you. That presentation typically goes one of three ways:

1. Total enthusiasm, energy, and excitement. They strongly advocate for admission and paint a clear picture of how you will contribute to their goals and community. Everyone in the room picks up on that energy and is leaning forward in their chairs, looking for reasons to admit you. This is quite rare, generally less than 5 out of every 100 applications, even among those which are "fully qualified." When you do this right, you show depth, meaning, and valuable personal insights so the reviewer is learning about who you are and how you might engage the community they're curating. You come alive off the page as a person, not just another file.
   
2. Business as usual. You're another great applicant in a pile of great applicants. They share a basic review of the facts, your profile, stats, strengths, weaknesses, etc. Maybe someone on the committee finds something they love, and they really push for admission. More likely, not and you get deferred/waitlisted even though there wasn't anything "wrong" with your application. They just didn't love you enough to commit.
   
3. "Here's a stack of 20 applications that I didn't find all that compelling, so we won't present them individually, but you guys are the committee and you make the decisions. So let me know if there are any you want to talk about." In this case, unless there's a letter of endorsement from an athletics coach or your last name matches several buildings on campus, you're probably not getting additional consideration, much less admission. They will regret to inform you.
   

Everything we're doing is designed to help them get to know themselves, present the best they have to offer, and land in that first group. Having top tier essays is the single best way to get there. Get started on brainstorming in the next few weeks so you'll have time to get a few essays completed over the summer.

What do you guys think…
A. She plans the content, like “he wins Mother’s Day” trip and tells him what the plan is and he is naive and doesn’t see red flags
B. He plans a lot of content without her, like the Mother’s Day one and the nail salon one, because he knows she will post on the internet and it will make him look like a saint and good content rather than for selfless reasons
C. They sit down together and argue about content ideas and how they’ll make their next viral video or what sponsors they are trying to capture (like sunscreen). They are two narcissists as bad as each other exploiting their children.
D. They are just two lovely parents documenting their lives and having fun and regardless of monetary gain or views.
Please summarise their content making process as you imagine it. I think C but she wears the pants and he is too scared to give pushback because she pays the bills. He is still terrible but more a puppet not deciding what content they are posting
Also - I’d love to hear from his ex - is she here on the snark page? :P

I thought I'd hate Jack because I hate when something changes the dynamic of a long running show but I love Jack. I mean his weird sound wave power wasn't that cool in the beginning, and I'm still confused how a half Angel, half human is the most powerful being (wouldn't he have half power?) but he has such potential. It's a shame he's being raised by Sam and Dean.
My opinion comes from watching nothing but this show (binging) for the past two months. For a 14 year show to see them do the same things over and over again with no growth, actually descension, I'm looking forward to it being over soon. They have not become less closed off, and someone like Jack does not benefit from living with them. Yeah he looks 20 but he's still two. They want him to not to be a monster but they're not nurturing or loving. They're just repeating John's mistakes. Instead of stopping the generational trauma, they're continuing it.
I know I'm venting because I'm on season 14 and I can see what they're doing to him, and it's frustration. I just wish he had been raised in a more loving environment instead of with the Winchesters. Even Mary isn't at all motherly. After Jack kills Nick she can't understand why he killed him? Really? He's only ever been taught "protect family", of course he boiled him to death. It's always okay for them to kill but never anyone else. Where do you think he learned that from? Dean will literally kill an entire room of people to protect Sam but Jack finally gets rid of an annoying knat of a character and he's bad?
I'm on episode 18 so maybe I'm jumping the shark, but they're the worst family you could get raised in and now the writers are blaming him, turning him into evil (after killing Michael) and it's such a cop out. It's not Jack's fault, it's the Winchesters. I want to scream "you're the problem, not him" at my screen. /rant

First time poster, long time reviewer of all things Reddit. I am having an issue that started a few months ago, about the same time my wife became friends with a throuple (three people in an open relationships).
I trust my wife of nearly 10 years, been together for 15 with 3 kids and the traditional American dream house. I work out of state and she’s used her new friends to deal with her social needs. I am uncomfortable with her excessive hanging out and I am uncomfortable with the unorthodox relationship status of her new found friends.
I have met and hung out with her new friends and they are good people. I trust my wife and I am beginning to trust these new friends of hers and I am making relationships with them as well. I have been having significant irrational thoughts about her over there doing whatever it is she does over there, the couple times we went over she been black out drunk and I have been there to tend to her. I am uncomfortable with her sleeping in any of their beds and I don’t know what’s happening when I’m not there.
I don’t know where these feeling of mistrust are coming from and it’s causing marital issues with us. We don’t fight and every time we’re there something happens that sets me off. Last time we were there, mind you I work out of state and don’t get a lot of time with her, she decided to cuddle one of her new guy friends while we watched a movie. I kept trying to cuddle her but that drove her more to him. I’m not clingly and not ok with her cuddling other guys. I expressed my feelings and now I feel like I’m getting punished for how I feel.
She thinks removing me from her fun will help, I hope she’s right because I have never been this way. What kind of therapy helps with exclusion and these intrusive thoughts? I’m tired of having the same conversation with her about how I feel and getting the same you need help speech…

Been seeing some posts about the history of Geek film critic sites. And while that whole history is littered with awfulness and mean-spiritedness, I wanna show some love to a site that opened my eyes to all cinema can be, beyond Mainstream / arthouse fair.
Birth Movies Death persisted beyond the Faraci outing with the talented contributors below being the real forces behind that site’s success:
Phil Noble Jr. Evan Saathoff Film.Crit.Hulk Meredith Borders Todd Gilchrist Jacob Knight Scott Wampler Britt Hayes Brian Collins Priscilla Page
And a host other writers I’ve followed and loved.
I know the site is known for Faraci and the negative press that followed him, but much of what I loved about that site was ppl caping for exploitation cinema, putting me on to little genre flix I’d never considered, and of course, introducing me to some of my favorite film writers to this day.
Thanks to that site I learned who Lukas Moodyson was beyond being the WE ARE THE BEST! Guy.
For as robust a film culture and convos are online now, it’s extremely rare to find something so dedicated to driving ppl to little known / somewhat disregarded stuff. (I feel similarly about the decline of HIP HOP BLOGS too and how they’ve gone away to leave mainstream sites to be the arbiters of what is at its best as a subculture)
I’ve seen critics who I love bemoan the way the field has been flooded with glorified cheerleaders who wouldn’t dare say something inflammatory from fear of losing their access—
But I see a lot less public sadness over losing places like BMD. Which currated and pushed ppl towards work they thought valuable.
Sites like LETTERBOXD have basically replaced places like BMD. Some of the best writing on obscure indie cinema can be found there, but if you’re not already looking it’s easy to miss. I miss places like this that drive me towards the obscure artifacts that impacted the big Mainstream products we love.
A place where I can find a rich essay on the brilliance of ALIEN: COVENANT and its many influences but also a recommendation of an obscure 80s thriller or an in depth interview with the WACHOWSKIS, and so on…
I’d have never known Riz Ahmed had a film career prior to NIGHTCRAWLER if not for this Site (FOUR LIONS ftw!)
Stuff like that is missed. Fortunately many of these folx have Letterboxd accounts and still post about the kind of stuff that Are that site so special. Many also have podcasts as well (shoutout Scott Wamplers great KING CAST podcast).
At least these things have a way of sticking around in some form.

for context we are 17 and 18 and had already been having troubles in our relationship, it was honestly shady from the start and i knew he wasn’t being honest with me. To start We had never been on a date and only had sx in his car. these past two weekends we had spent together and went out to eat and everything was good it looked like things where getting better. We even decided to share our passwords on instagram. When i logged into his account i decided to go through it and found something that horrified me on his instagram link history (Shows u every link you click on.) We had talked abt corn ( the other word) multiple times before and he said he didn’t watch it at all or that he did and he stopped. But what i found on his instagram link history showed that every single day he is going to multiple accounts on vsco ( a photo app) of random girls from his school.Think popular pretty girls. I also saw only fan accounts. So our entire relationship while we were having sx he has been touching him self to other girls he knows in real life from his school every single day . He would also sometimes see them at parties or events outside of school but he says they never really talked . I know it’s unrealistic for a boy to not jerk off but i can’t see him the same way knowing he was jerking off to girls he knows in real life while telling me he loved me and having sx with me and asking me for ndes. He says all his friends do it and he doesn’t see it as wrong because “ they don’t look like that in real “ even tho they are very pretty girls and he says his friends do it and almost every guy does it. But i don’t believe every guy has a roster of girls from his school to jerk off to every day . He even has tempted sewerslide and i had to get one of his friends to drive to his house to see if he was alive . I feel awful throwing away a 6 month relationship over jerking off but i can’t imagine my self touching my self to boys from my school and lying to him about not watching corn for months . It feels like he has been cheating on me every day and lying to me but he says it isn’t cheating to him because he doesn’t even view them as people just as corn. I really would love to hear everyone’s opinions thank you

Todays dream, it starts with “bomb night” a bar deal night me & my friends call it “bomb night” me, L, D, & maybe? (B)?, (& N potentially came)?, Anyways I end up waking up at my “fathers” house a white man, (by that point I’m not sure if I was me anymore (both my parents are black, so am I (lightskin) & I still was in my dream, I might’ve gotten kidnapped from bomb night), that man was a “mad scientist” or something of the ilk, that was my first thought at least, well maybe not mad but definitely pursuing perfection of some sort (maybe humanity), or again something of the ilk bare with me heh. I believe he did something to me & the others there, there was dark skin girl (with the face of one of my high school crushes, I met her somewhere in between my first - third blackout I think) she even had the same name of the same old HS crush of mine who she looked like, (Jasmine), there was another lightskin kid who was taller than me (unsure of his name) & my… my son (I don’t have any kids in real life), idk his name or his mother but for some reason I knew he was mine, don’t remember making him but… he had some of my features, apparently he was conceived with an unknown mother during one of my blackouts, he never called jasmine mom, she was the only girl that I saw around my own age there & for some reason I accepted the fact that she was his mother unsure why, I just felt it was her, (in this dream he goes from around 3 years old when I first meet him to probably 7 - 10 years old by the end), not sure how long I was there for, because I don’t remember arriving there, I blacked out during “bomb night” & when I woke up, I just was there, I’m not sure how much time had passed, these weren’t normal in dream blackouts where you wake up after either, (it’s like I was repeatedly getting knocked out) when I awoke from my second blackout (unsure if it was the 2nd or like the fiftieth) that’s when I found I had a son (he was a normal boy when I first met him,) & when I woke up from my 3rd blackout that’s when he had been turned into a superhuman, yes he had powers, super strength & speed I believe, (by that point me & jasmine had our own room gifted to us & we lived together (we may have been bf & gf or husband & wife) “father” did that for some reason… Now that I think about it I might’ve have already been turned into one as well (a superhuman) by that time, or even an android of some kind, the details are… weird & I’m a little foggy on all of it, (I JUST had this dream) we lived in some super mansion but it was also the work place for “fathers” company, I’m not sure what the company did but they had a LOT of construction vehicles, whatever he did to me fundamentally changed my critical thinking as well, (& not in a bad way), but for some reason I had the urge to escape, (when I woke up… nvm we’ll get there later), at one point I asked him to make me a superhuman like he did my “son” ((who referred to him as grandpa & me father), (still unsure of when he was birthed or even made) Jasmine may have been his mother, but he was too lightskin in my opinion to be her son or maybe he was brownskin (still foggy on the dream memories) & she was darkskin so idk, Im still unsure how he was even mine unless “father” created him solely from my blood, or made him using me & jasmine while I was unconscious, which is why it’s starting to seem more & more like he really let me go, whatever he needed/wanted from me… he must’ve gotten, anyways I asked him to make me superhuman & he denied me, but the tall lightskin kid & my son were both superhumans, one day as me & the tall… let’s call him Jay, as me & Jay where plotting our escape one day, he (Jay) flicked his finger & some power bar type thing appeared on my wrist not sure what it did but it stayed on my hand without disappearing even after I managed to “escape”, (let me not forget before I left a white woman was there as well & by instinct I knew to call her mother, (she even sounded like my own, & told me to eat all my chicken in the microwave right before I escaped (she didn’t know I was escaping I think…, they might’ve actually all known jasmine included, we said we loved each other before I left (me & jasmine) but the way she said it was… off she 100% didn’t mean it) eventually me & Jay (tall lightskin kid) decided to escape, sadly I took too long gathering my things, (or that’s what he told me when I arrived outside of the mansion which now thinking about it… was odd, (I think everyone in the mansion was in on it, & I was programmed to escape or something, to accomplish a wish or something of “fathers” but idk what) so he (Jay) was unable too in his words, & by that point for some reason I had this urging feeling that I needed to go that day, I NEEDED to escape, so I hopped in the nearest forklift when we got oustide, Jay tried to go back into the mansion but the doors where locked, which “mother had told me would happen right before I left the inside after I said goodbye to Jasmine, (my son was leading some seemingly rich black bald guy around the super mansion house, when I sortve… ran him over & mightve killed him on my way out, (the rich guy not my son) unsure I just heard him screaming as I ran him over with the small forklift type vehicle, but long story not so short I escaped the maze which was outside the mansion, not gonna lie it was one of those well decorated plant mazes, it looked great, Jay (the tall LS kid) told me that was where he’d fail, & that it was the most difficult part, (which is why I believe they let me go, it was all too easy… way too easy to escape from the man I called “father” who was creating superhumans & pursuing something he did something to me, & idk how long he kept me there, but it was definitely years, (I only saw him (“father”) 2-3 times during the whole ordeal), I only clocked that after I woke up, inside the dream it only felt like a few days (probably due to the insane amount of times I blacked out I have NO idea what was happening when I was unconscious in my dream, the black outs where like real life black outs, your eyes close & it feels like a second passes than you open them & the scenes change, but for some reason I knew I was getting knocked out, this was a 5pm to 10:50 pm nap, 5 hrs & 50 min but this dream…. It was different, even more different than the crazy dreams I write down to remember for the hell of it, I remember feeling ecstasy when I escaped & than I woke up, but after waking up & analysing everything it all seems off… & the dream itself was far, far too realistic, I knew it was a dream, subconsciously I knew, but normally when ik somethings a dream I wake up, before i can start doing crazy stuff cuz ik it’s a dream, but this time I didn’t wake up… OH!!, & I forgot about the barefoot snow part & the part where I actually got to know jasmine, (lol let’s call it the jasmine arc) she was slightly different to my old hs crush jasmine, she was younger than when I met her, oh & ik I was there for a long time maybe years because I only went outside TWICE, & the first time it was covered in snow, & the second time it could’ve been any of the other three seasons sides winter idk, & after the blackouts for some reason I knew I was waking up (months at minimum years at a maximum) “months” later, (again these weren’t normal blackouts), “father” was for sure experimenting on me, (probably how I woke up with a mystery son lol), I wanna see this as just a dream, but a feeling tells me it’s much… much more than that, maybe a warning? A precognition? Or just to inform me that I escaped something in real life. This one just didn’t feel normal at all it was so detailed, when I walked through the snow barefoot to help jasmine do something (during her mini arc) it felt real, I felt the chill of the snow on my bare feet, but it didn’t bother me how it does when I do it in real life just for the fun of it, I was composed & relaxed, even as I was escaping & potentially killed a guy, I was too calm & composed as if everything that happened was just supposed to, If anyone see’s this & can help me make sense of it, it’d be appreciated, ik dreams are supposed to have meaning but what does this mean? Who the hell did I escape from??

I know myself, and more of the situation with him than the one-sided condensed bits I share here. I would have regretted not responding, constantly wondering "what if?"
It's a bit long, but context! Besides.. don't you want the satisfaction of saying, "Told ya so?"
It took him 40 days to respond, as the last thing I said was, "The thought of you is painful to me now." He simply said he didn't know how to respond. That he thought of me often, but didn't want to hurt me.
We first met at an impromptu rave in the parking lot of a local nude beach, and that's where he suggested day of—unnecessarily attached receipts 👆🏾 show my response. Pleased me knowing he spent the night before, day of, and drove an hour 80 miles from home anticipating to hang out with me naked.. just to be denied such pleasure. He didn't wait for sunset, so I cut his time short too.
He noted I was reserved. He was like a puppy. We caught up, then I grilled him for nearly 2 hours, called him selfish and said things like, "I was good until I met you ... Is your hesitation because I'm trans? Not as affluent as your ex? ... Last thing I said was the thought of you was painful. Why did you contact me? It's been 40 days. How do you think I feel? ... I'd have never reached out if you hadn't texted."
Twice I got emotional and turned away as we laid in his truck. First time he tried to spoon me and I said, "I didn't do that to cuddle." Second was harder, with him actually noticing as I reflexively curled up and he started to cry too.. so I allowed him to touch me for first time. I passed out for a bit, tired from work & emotionally spent.
I woke to him still holding me, then had him take me to dinner. Too tired to drive home, he asked if I would stay with him.. although camping had been one of our things, I initially said no. But of course I later decided to stay.
So we slept together.. but we did not have sex–we just kissed. Okay! We made out. Fully clothed, I did not allow any other touching. But I gave him a tease of that non-sexual intimacy he missed so much as I big-spooned him. It confirmed that while my body still reacts to him despite a low libido, mentally the passion is gone.
I left before sunrise for work, then later asked to FaceTime. We chatted tonight for another 90 minutes, catching up a bit, before I grilled him more, finally showing my resignation as I gave him my ultimatum before my battery died.
Oh, and of course I didn't stay up to do my hair. I totally started season 2 of Blood of Zeus while eating my Talenti gelato before promptly falling asleep.. so while neither night went according to plan, I feel unbothered and unburdened, and thoroughly satisfied.

Long story short, a girl who I know from my major who also used to take the bus with me had graduated a year ago, at that time I had went my way and bought her graduation gifts and a congratulations card, a year later she had not even texted me "congratulations" on my graduation last week, although she had went to the graduation party and knows that I've graduated there.
Here is the thing, me, her and her friend who is now my ex-friend used to take the same bus and are in the same major, but since me and my ex-friend and a couple other people had to work in a graduation project she had showed me her true colors, in short she is nothing but a snake, a bully, a backstabber, and I am pretty sure that she had been feeding her lies and other stuff about me. guy to the point where I would be walking through a room's door and she would be opening the door to "us", & when I had said "thank you" to her she ignored me, meanwhile when the guy behind me who is one of the guys who used to work in the graduation project with us had passed by and thanked her, she said "your welcome" to him.
I am hurt, I am broken, the group that I've worked with for the graduation project have hurt me, bullied me, etc I need therapy becuase of them. I could write over 1000 pages about everything they've done to me during the past 9 months, specially this semester, I don't know what to do, I've already graduated, I feel like shit, I keep dissociating, I am afraid of facing real life, I just wish I can go back in time and re-live my last semester in uni, it was the WORST semester ever, the constant bullying, humiliation, and the INFINTE AMOUNT OF RACISMA that I've faced was and still unbearable, I wish I could have the chance to go back and enjoy my last semester in uni, I am stuck in this phase of depression, I can't accept the fact that I am no longer an undergraduate, that time is flying by me, I regret being vulnerable and opening up to my ex-friend, I regret befriending her, I wish when she had approached me in class 2 years ago that I've kept it casual, maybe now she would have just been a "classmate", I hate being in this position.
I am afraid of befriending people now, not a single person from my uni had contacted me after graduating, It was literally me sending a congrats text to 5 people, 3 of them had replied, and the 3ed one keeps dragging replying to me for days, and the other 2 literally ignored the texts. I feel so lonely, so alone, I don't even have high-school friend, childhood friends, etc.

Long story short, a girl who I know from my major who also used to take the bus with me had graduated a year ago, at that time I had went my way and bought her graduation gifts and a congratulations card, a year later she had not even texted me "congratulations" on my graduation last week, although she had went to the graduation party and knows that I've graduated there.
Here is the thing, me, her and her friend who is now my ex-friend used to take the same bus and are in the same major, but since me and my ex-friend and a couple other people had to work in a graduation project she had showed me her true colors, in short she is nothing but a snake, a bully, a backstabber, and I am pretty sure that she had been feeding her lies and other stuff about me. guy to the point where I would be walking through a room's door and she would be opening the door to "us", & when I had said "thank you" to her she ignored me, meanwhile when the guy behind me who is one of the guys who used to work in the graduation project with us had passed by and thanked her, she said "your welcome" to him.
I am hurt, I am broken, the group that I've worked with for the graduation project have hurt me, bullied me, etc I need therapy becuase of them. I could write over 1000 pages about everything they've done to me during the past 9 months, specially this semester, I don't know what to do, I've already graduated, I feel like shit, I keep dissociating, I am afraid of facing real life, I just wish I can go back in time and re-live my last semester in uni, it was the WORST semester ever, the constant bullying, humiliation, and the INFINTE AMOUNT OF RACISMA that I've faced was and still unbearable, I wish I could have the chance to go back and enjoy my last semester in uni, I am stuck in this phase of depression, I can't accept the fact that I am no longer an undergraduate, that time is flying by me, I regret being vulnerable and opening up to my ex-friend, I regret befriending her, I wish when she had approached me in class 2 years ago that I've kept it casual, maybe now she would have just been a "classmate", I hate being in this position.
I am afraid of befriending people now, not a single person from my uni had contacted me after graduating, It was literally me sending a congrats text to 5 people, 3 of them had replied, and the 3ed one keeps dragging replying to me for days, and the other 2 literally ignored the texts. I feel so lonely, so alone, I don't even have high-school friend, childhood friends, etc.

I dated with this guy 5 times. We seldom texted with each other and now he started to text me after I talked with him last Sunday, indicating I want more communication during weekdays.
He texted me today, first asking when and how often I'm required to working in the office. I said 3 and sometimes 2.
Then he texted me: ‘’ You need to find a job that allows you to be fully remote -_- Too much days spent in the office ‘’ Is this normal? I feel being gaslighted and offensed actually. I feel he's judging my life and give advices which should not be given.
More info if this helps, we dated 5 times and haven't decide to go exclusive. He asked me personal questions like how many relationships I had and my kissing history. I felt uncomfortable while I do have chemistry with him which I don't have with other guys.
Friends around me keeps saying I'm a nice person and tolerable about mistakes and drawbacks. I don't want people use this characteristics to control me or gaslight me. I has little experience with dating, and I don't know whether it is me overreacting or the guy is indeed gaslighting me.
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