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I saw this on Facebook Reels earlier but now I can't remember the name of it. I remember it was about a girl who was sent to this all-girls school for troubled teens. I think this was a boarding school? Anyways, the reason why she was going to a there was because she was doing bad things in school and got suspended, so her parents decided to look for ways to make her stop acting rebellious.
The main character notices throughout the tour that most of the girls have very similar haircuts and wore uniforms. Her parents saw that the students there acted well behaved, so they decided to enroll her. The main character meets this other girl who doesn't act like the rest of the students, and apparently the girl tells MC that the reason why everyone acts so well-behaved is because when they get their hair cut, they go down into this sketchy basement the school has and this thing goes on their head and it affects their brain to make them act good. The reason why it didn't affect the girl who knew this is because she had a metal plate put into her skull or something as a kid so it didn't mess with her head.
The MC also finds out that if she played music, then it would take away the affects of what the machine did. I think she finds this out when she tried playing music in front of her roommate and the effects wore off and she didn't remember how she got there. At the end, I think the MC and the girl mentioned earlier with the metal plate in her head manage to get the entire school to listen to the music and the effects wore off of them as well.

Shared this on the Weird NJ Facebook group and figured I'd share here too.
So I'm 22, and my mom grew up in the Watchung/Summit/Chatham Borough area. She horseback rode for most of her life, and mostly there. She had her horse at the Watchung Stables, and would go as she described "trailblazing" into the Watchung Reservation. She remembered that the trails had names, but can't remember them. She would ride up on remains of satanic things all the time, but one of note were the charred remains of a pentagram star. She said it wasn't large, but the size of a circular carpet. She said after entering the reserve, it would come up on her left side.
The one that stuck with her though was when she was riding, she got turned around and ended up getting lost. Meanwhile she's in her early to mid teens, and this was sometime in the 80s. In a blind panic, she ended up riding into someone's backyard. The owner of the house was a woman that it turned out went to the same church as my mom, and knew my grandmother who helped out with the Sunday School at the Lutheran Church. The woman said that so many people who had gotten lost ended up in her backyard that she had printed maps for people to find their way out. Since this woman knew my grandmother, she went the extra mile and called my grandmother for my mom to help out. My mom said for years after she was easily panicked getting lost, even in the car.
Unrelated, but she was also there when the Snowbird Acres Farm burned down in Long Valley back in 1985.

So, we have been together for 5 years now and 3 of which we have been married now. During this entire time he has had my passwords and access to my phone at all times. Well, I had an issue back when we first got together because there was things that he did that was suspicious. One morning I woke up and he was gone. I find out later he was with his ex hanging out. So, I obviously had an issue with him having her as a friend on Facebook. I kept telling him to unfriend her or block her. He would not do it. So I had gotten ahold of his phone a few times when it was left unlocked and unfriendly her. He would friend her back and so I did this maybe 3 times. I found messages between the two of them a few times and it was constant. Well, there was just a lot of drama back in the start because he was drinking. Now he has stopped drinking and we have built our trust to a point where I know nothing is going on unless it's something on the phone. There is times where messenger is going off and he will be typing away and I'll ask who he is talking to and he will say making a post or commenting. So, anyways his excuse for not letting me in his phone ever is that I shouldn't have been unfriending her back then and that is why still almost 4 years later he refuses to allow me in his phone. He will make a point to turn his back when he unlocks his phone. I want to know am I wrong for thinking I should be able to see and have his phone and passwords if he can have mine. I have changed my passwords and said I wasn't going to give him mine if i didn't have his. I'd end up giving it to him because I have no reason not to or nothing to hide. I want to reassure him that I'm trustworthy and loyal. I don't understand. Should I be understanding or should I push the issue? I am and have had reasons to worry in the past. Yes its not happened in a very long time but it's also been a very long time since I've even been able to see if I had a reason to worry.

I AM NOT THE OOP
OOP is u/Alternative_Bat5026 posting in EntitledPeople
1 update - Medium
Original - May 10, 2024
Update - May 11, 2024
[Posting note: Slight grammar editing for readability]
Pill Poacher. What do I do now???
I've commented on a few posts, but this is my 1st actual post. Canadian 53F
Hold on for a long ride.
I've had arthritis since I was a teenager. I tried not to take painkillers early on, as I know it can be a vicious cycle of having to increase the dosage all the time. However, I've gotten to the point of no choice anymore. The pain makes me cry when I wake up and that's with the ever-increasing dosages. I've had 3 joint replacement surgeries (L Hip, R Knee & R Shoulder) and require the other 3 surgeries, not to mention, my spine is full of arthritis and degenerating discs. So my pain meds are very necessary.
A little more background (Sorry).
So I live in a basement apartment (I have a chairlift). Last year, I had new neighbours move in. They seemed like a nice couple and offered to help me out when I needed it. I was paying them to help clean and such, but I stopped when I found I was paying for them and not much was getting done. Not to mention that they owe me money they borrowed (I know, I'm stupid) and their half of cable (for the last year!!!). Oh and I'm letting them drive my car right now, because I can't yet and I didn't want it sitting. I know, I know.
So in February, I noticed that I was missing pain meds, a lot of pain meds. I was lucky my Dr was understanding, but I still got shorted about 10 days out of 60 days, as I had a 2-month supply. I couldn't accuse anyone, because I couldn't prove it and maybe I did make a mistake (but I was sure I was right). Anywho, that made me have to go through a total reverse shoulder replacement surgery without my proper meds (not a happy camper).
On to the other day. I was supposed to have an appointment with my physiotherapist and I guess I messed up the date and asked if my neighbours would pick me up. I got home and I noticed my pill bottle wasn't how I left it and there was a pill on the floor. I lost it. I called them and said I want them back. They didn't even deny it, just put the little bag they filled and said, "Sorry, I hurt my back". I said, "First if you did hurt yourself changing my sheets --I have a really hard time and they are using my car-- you could have at least asked". Then I looked around and realized they still had a lot more of my pills. So I said "The rest or my keys back". They gave me another handful, but I know they have more.
I'm sorry, but where do you get off, stealing someone's medication? I'm sooooo beyond pissed, but worse I'm hurt at this entitlement. I've done so much for them, to be treated like this.
What do I do now???
Edit: I think I fixed the formatting. Sorry about the mix-up.
[Relevant Comments]
CantBelieveThisIsTru:
Get your keys back, or better yet change the locks because pill thieves don’t stop….they just keep on. And I would get some type of cabinet that locks!
Did you ask them: “Why didn’t you go see your doctor and get your own pain meds?”
The answer is probably that they don’t really need them, but are taking them because they are pill heads. Some people will take anything, which is why there are people who OD after buying a pill off someone, and they don’t even know what’s really in it. They may also be selling your meds, and that could get you in trouble for not keeping them out of their ability to access them.
Also, you really need to file a police report, just in case someone gets sick taking your meds. They can just as easily say: “OP GAVE ME THESE MEDS! And since you never reported the theft, you could go to jail.
Charybdes:
I'm guessing they're all this person feels she has. If she is truly in the state she describes and has no one to help, she's kinda stuck...Getting old can be pretty scary.

OP: Thank you. Yes, I am stuck. I moved to take care of my Mother. Unfortunately, my health declined rapidly after she died. I now rent the basement of her old house from the new owner. By the time everything was settled from her estate, I was left here alone and the only person I have is my sick daughter 3 hours away.

OP:
Ok, well I know I got a lot of flack. Yes, I did report it to the Dr and the pharmacy, but without proof, I didn't want to involve the police. Plus I want my money back! If they're in jail, they can't work. I've already told them, that they start paying their 1/2 of cable or I'm cancelling it. They have access because this was a house, divided into 2 apartments. So if I want cable, they get it too. I'll have to figure something else out. Also, I have a door with a latch, but it's remained unlocked because I did say they were helping me. It's very hard and very expensive to get someone in to just change my sheets. I'm trapped because if I cut them off, I'm stuck.
No, I can't afford to move, even though I'd like to move closer to my daughter, who was just diagnosed with MDS which is a form of blood cancer and needs a transplant sometime later this year or early next year.
I have some hard decisions to make. It's just fueled my depression more.
I find I always attract these kinds of people. I'm too caring and too trusting.
Yes. I have hidden my meds a keep them with me when I go out.
Update:
***Update: Pill Poacher**\*
Well if you've been following the adventure, I had my confrontation a few minutes ago.
I'm a heartless old bitch for asking for my cable boxes back as well as my car keys.
Ok, so here's what happened: I got a phone call from my neighbour, stating they were at Subway and did I want a sub on them. At first, I said yes, but then what I wanted wasn't available, and between the call of: "Would you like a sub", and the second call: "They don't have that, do you want something else?"...it clicked, that they were driving my car, which they were only going to use to take their kid to school. I said, "No, nothing thanks". My daughter was on the other line and said, "Get your keys back now".
I waited until they got home and then I texted, "I assume you're in my car, I want my door latched and my keys back". Well the door wouldn't latch, but the landlord's coming tomorrow. I got my keys back. I had asked the husband to latch the door and he said "Oh, now you want help from me". I said "Yes, because I don't want you to be able to come down." Of course, it wouldn't latch, but the snarky comment pissed me off.
So this is where I got nasty and said "I want my cable boxes and wifi and phone back". I got, "But we were splitting it". I said, "Splitting it means both parties pay". Now I'm the monster that took wifi away from his kid.
Now the guilt trip..."All the things we've done for you for free". I said "Free??? With the $2700 I'm going to have to eat and everything you stole, plus what, car rental...how is this FREE???
Anyway, the landlord is coming tomorrow to sort things out and fix my door. And he's selling at the end of the month. He's recommending me to the new owners. Hopefully, I won't have to move, because I can't afford it.
Thank you everyone for all your comments and advice. I'm shaking right now and the future looks scary. I'm broke and was counting on him finally paying me back. With my daughter being so sick, it really sucks right now. I'd love to move back home to be there for her now. Does anybody know where to post a GoFundMe campaign for a cancer patient in need?
Stressed to the core now, been up since 3 am after a 2-hour sleep. I wish this would just go away.
Thanks and take care. Will update if necessary.
[Relevant Comments]
Murky_Tale_1603:
...Also, if your door isn't locking properly, it might be a good idea to block it with a chair, or something that you can move easily in case of emergency, but still maintain your safety until the landlord is able to fix.

OP: It opens into their apartment, so all they have to do is pull. I have my cane if needed. My landlord is a cop, so I'm going to let that play out.

REMINDER: I AM NOT THE ORIGINAL POSTER. DO NOT HARASS THE ORIGINAL POSTER OR COMMENT ON THE ORIGINAL POST.

So this is a long one. Like, I'm going back over it and damn. This is longer than I thought it would be. Throwaway account, I've only made one other post to this relating to what's going on. Instead of updating the other post, I figured I'd make a separate one about the whole shit show I experienced, and the shit circus I uncovered and avoided. I'll try to keep this in as chronological an order as I can.
As the title says, my abusive/narc mom and pos/delusional/golden child brother started trying to reach out to me a few months ago wanting to make amends and build bridges with me again. There were a few people that commented on my previous post in another subreddit that may be a little disappointed in me for how I handled this, and a few that might enjoy that I handled it the way I did. Someone commented to not let them use my good nature. My nature is dependent on who I'm dealing with, and when it comes to that side of my family, I'm more stick than carrot. So their attempts did not go ignored, and did not go unpunished.
Growing up, I was always closer with my Dad than my mom. My brother was the epitome of "pampered mamma's boy". He started having seizures as a child and was diagnosed with epilepsy, which I thought was why my mom babied the absolute fuck out of him long into adulthood. He would go a year or 2 without any seizures, and then there would be a few months where he'd be having them every other day. At Anytime he got in trouble at home or school, my mom would find a way to blame me, for not making sure he knew whatever he was doing would get him in trouble, or she would blame my dad for not being "involved enough in their baby's life." My dad was in the Navy and I remember any time he'd deploy, I'd dread every day until he came back. My brother would taunt me that he knew whatever he did, I'd be the one to get in trouble for it. My dad would always make things up for me when he got back from his deployments though. We'd often have weekend trips just the 2 of us. And then around my 12th birthday, my mom insisted on sitting us all down and explain to that she and my dad were getting a divorce. We got the whole talk about how they still love us and they just can't be together anymore, etc. my dad told us both that he still loved us and he would be there for us whenever we needed him. He explained that he would be moving out, but he would be by to pick us up to spend the weekends with us. I was nervous and honestly scared of what it would be like without him. But I was looking forward to the weekend when I got to see him again. That never happened though, and that was the last time I ever got to see him.
Right before his weekend with us, my mom explained to us that my dad didn't want anything to do with us anymore. There was some news story about a father that killed his kids when he had custody of them and she used that to terrify my brother and convince him that our dad wanted to kill us to start his life over. We left damn near everything behind and moved in with my mom's brother in Florida (from Virginia) a couple days before my dad was supposed to come get us. After that, she went to great lengths to make sure we had no contact from him.
Years went on, my mom seemed more indifferent towards me than ever. She never seemed interested in anything I did unless my brother also seemed interested in it. She didn't show any interest in my wanting to learn guitar until my brother also showed interest in it. Then we got one guitar that we had to share, I'd take lessons on the condition that I taught my brother whatever I learned in them. My brother eventually wound up breaking the guitar and I was blamed for not storing it in the case it came with. I had to share my N64 with him whenever he wanted to play it. I was playing perfect dark one day and having a hard time killing the skedar leader at the end of the game. My brother burst into the room saying he wanted to play his MegaMan game, to which I just replied "give me a minute, this boss fight is hard, once I'm done you can have your turn" He didn't like that. He left the room and came back with a hammer and smashed the console while I was still playing. My fault for not letting him play it. The only thing I had that he could not use was a pair of roller blades my aunt got me for my 14th birthday. I specifically asked for roller blades to get around instead of a bike because my brother and I had different shoe sizes, so he couldn't wear them Because of constant shit like that, I never really put much value in having things growing up. I didnt want to buy something or get something as a gift just to have it fucked up in a few weeks or months. At some point, my "little" brother became the larger one, so my clothes all became "hand-me-ups" as he outgrew everything. So, because I didn't really have any distractions at home, I turned into a high achieving student, rarely got in trouble. made the honor roll all throughout school. But that wasn't something to celebrate as it was expected of me. I had long since decided that I was moving out as soon as I could once I turn 18. I got a job working at a Walgreens as soon as I could and started saving up for a car. My mom however took issue with this and would never agree to take me looking for one and absolutely refused to ever have it put on her insurance. This is where my Aunt comes in. She and her son are the only 2 on my mom's side that aren't some sort of degenerate. She had her son young, but put herself through college while raising him alone and eventually got her MBA and a cushy upper corporate job. She told me to tell my mom I had to go in to work on one of my days off, that she would pick me up and she would take me car shopping. So that's what we did. I couldn't quite afford a cash car, but she helped me with the financing. I put down what I had as the down payment, the arrangement she made with me was that 1- as long as I was in school, she would cover the insurance and payments for me, however, if I got into an accident, I was responsible for paying the deductable. And 2- as long as i was living with my mom, the car remained in her (Aunt's) name. And if anything happened to it, to let her know so she could get the appropriate authorities involved. My mom was PISSED when she found out I now had a car. Her reasoning (that she said in front of my aunt) was that she didn't think it was fair for one of us-either me or my brother- to have something the other couldn't use. Due to him being 13 and having epilepsy, he couldn't drive, so why should i have a car if my brother doesn't? That turned into a long shouting match between my mom and Aunt that basically ended with my aunt explaining that since it was her car, and all paperwork on her name, I was just on the insurance for it so I could drive it. But if anything at all happened to it while I was living at my Mom's, that the police and insurance companies would get involved. My mom still kept track of all the miles on the car to "make sure I was only going to work and school and wherever she told me I could go". Most of the time, when I hung out with friends, I wasn't the one driving. From that that point though, my mindset was very much "keep my head down and nose clean until I can leave." I graduated a month before my 18th birthday. After graduation, my mom and i got into an argument about me contributing to her bills. I eventually dropped the ball that I planned on getting back in touch with my Dad and leaving. She started laughing. Something about that laugh made me really uncomfortable. She then said "well, you can certainly meet up with him whenever you want! I'll supply the gun if you buy the bullet!" And told me my dad had died when I was 15. That. Fucking. Broke. Me. Later that night, i called my best friend and vented everything to him. He was in the DEP program for the Navy and would be shipping out in a few months, he told me to come by first thing in the morning and talk with him and his parents about the whole situation. I basically packed up all of my clothes and left the day after my 18th birthday. I just left my house key and a note that said "I'm not your problem anymore." I couch surfed for a little while until after my best friend left for boot camp, then I was able to move in and live with his parents (chosen parents basically). My only real rules were keep the house and my space clean and make sure I had a job and/or going to school. I spent a few months mourning my dad and kind of in a haze. Since he was in the Navy though, that meant I was reliable for financial aid for school. My second dad helped me get everything put together to start receiving that so I could start college.
Well, after a couple years of this, my brother, who had spent his time at school more as "forced socializing" instead of learning, was expelled from public schools for allegedly setting off a fire extinguisher in a classroom. He had to enroll at an alternative school called "the drop back-in academy" that was specifically for dropouts or anyone that got the boot from the public school system. My mom reached out to me and asked me if I would drive him to this school in the mornings, she'd pick him up in the afternoons, and she'd pay me $20 a week.I agreed to it thinking this was out of character for her, but she surprisingly held up to that agreement. I drove him for a couple years until I was ready to start my bachelor program. My second parents were getting ready to move back to their hometown and I was going to start school on the other side of the city. So, I was moving to that side of town and couldn't really drive out of my way to pick up and drop off my brother anymore. He continued his enrollment at this place for another 3 years (5 years total) and it turned out, he was never attending. I would drop his ass off there every day and he'd just walk home immediately after I pulled out of the parking lot. He'd just tell my mom that he finished his work early and decided to walk home instead of wait around for her. One afternoon, I'm coming home early from work and my brother is just sitting on the steps to my studio apartment. He tells me that he and our mom got into a really big argument and he needs a place to stay. I (reluctantly) let him in. I'm stuck thinking he must be really desperate if he's coming to me for help. But I start thinking at this point, he's 24, jobless, and probably needs to learn some self discipline and responsibility, and our mom just never did that for him. So I try to help. I ask him what their fight was about and he tells me that he started dating this girl at his alternative school. She was 21 and got the boot from the school system for being too old to attend (we actually have several relatives that were kicked out of the school system for the same reason) and that he accidentally got her pregnant and our mom did not take kindly to that. I called my landlord and explained the situation to him. He was okay with it, so I let him crash on my couch for a little bit (until the end of my lease, then I'd be moving) and just told him to clean up after himself, take care of himself, etc until we could all work this out. He crashed there for a few months and did Jack shit. He would complain that I didn't have a computer for him to use (I only had a laptop I bought for school) and I didn't have any video game consoles for him to entertain himself with. So he was stuck there bored all day. I got tired of the complaining and lack of effort and told him he had to go back to our mom's if he wasn't going to be an adult. We started shouting at each other until he dropped this little bombshell. He yelled "I can't go back to Mom's!" And when I asked why, he just blurted out "because it's to close to that elementary school!" That stopped the whole thing. "And why is that a big deal now?" I asked him. I already knew why that would be the problem, but 1% of me was holding onto the hope that he was got jumped by a gang of 5th graders and the trauma was too much for him to bear. I told him he could either tell me what's going on, or I could make a phone call and get every last detail I needed. He confessed that he had been leaving that school and going over to his "girlfriend's" house and waiting for her to get home. And that one day, her mom ended up catching them in the act. I explained to him that he was leaving out important details if that was the reason he couldn't be near a school.
He told me she was 14, not 21. I. Lost. My. Shit. Everything after that is kinda fuzzy, but he was arrested, mom posted bail, and since she lived right around the corner from an elementary school, he couldn't stay there. So they told his parole officer that he'd be staying at my address until his court date.. his PO had swung by a couple times, but I was always either at work or school or out somewhere. At this point, I told him the lease was up in 6 weeks, I couldn't stand to be around him. I packed my stuff early, moved out into a storage unit, and I stayed at an extended stay hotel until it was time for me to move. Called my landlord and told him what was going on, and if my brother was still there the last week of the lease, nail him for trespassing. My landlord was a good guy. I never had any problems with him. I paid up the last 6 weeks and threw him since extra cash for his troubles as I knew I wouldn't be getting my deposit back. That was the last time I saw my brother. After I moved out of state, I cut all contact with everyone in that family except my Aunt who was the only one that ever helped me out or even had my back. But even then, it was just through email. We'd mainly email birthday and holiday wishes to each other. Updates from my side on how life and career are going.
I never had a myspace or a Facebook growing up. I either never had a computer to check it on, or I was just so accustomed to not having any online distractions that I just never got around to making one. I did finally make a Facebook and I did get in touch with my dad's side of the family and reconnected with them. I hadn't seem most of them since I was 4 or 5. Some of them had been in contact with my brother (he fucking knew our dad died) and was spinning some sort of web about how he graduated high school early, had gone to college for pre-med and then got some sort of full ride scholarship to some prestigious medical school in Florida. He told them I wasn't on social media because I had been arrested for selling drugs and that he was taking me in after I got released. He was also using my senior portrait as a profile pic. They were surprised when they saw me and how I "looked just like my brother!" I had set the record straight. They looked dumbfounded when I told them that he couldn't get himself out of the 9th grade in 10 years, and now would likely never complete his high school journey due to the fact he can't be within 100 yards of a school.
So, fast forward to last week. I checked my email for the first time since late January (for my aunt's birthday) and noticed a few from her saying my mom wanted to reach out, then several emails from a new address. It was my mom's first initial and last name. Subject lines usually read "please respond" and "let me know you're okay" and stuff like that. I'd copy some of them over, but holy shit this is already a novella. Basically she got my email address from sneaking my aunt's phone (aunt did not sell me out). She's trying to apologize for how she treated me growing up and trying to excuse it by saying I reminded her of my dad and then she was going through menopause and just any excuse to dishes full accountability it seems. She acknowledges that it was wrong to hold me accountable for my brother's fuck-ups but dismisses that by saying he didn't know any better and she needed me to be a good role model for him. Things have been hard for her since I left, since she "had" to take my brother back in (I would've left him on the street or in jail), she had to sell her house (she was only 10 years into her mortgage) and buy another smaller one further from a school for him. He never did get a hs diploma or GED because how can he? And she's been going through breast cancer treatment for the last several months and just doesn't have the energy to take care of her 33yo baby anymore. She asked me if I lived close enough to them to take him in for a little bit while she focuses on her health. I left Florida 8 years ago and haven't even lived in the same time zone in 6 years. She can only check her email at work since she no longer has Internet at home. She had to cancel her home Internet service because of him. So, I decided to just put my brother's name into a search bar and the first thing that pops up is a FDLE sex offender's page. And holy shit has he gone downhill. He had a second arrest when he was 27 for the same thing, and then was caught in communications with another girl (like Chris Hansen sting) and was released from prison at the beginning of the year. And the mugshot.... You know the pale lady from the scary stories to tell in the dark movie? Think that, but with a patchy beard. Beady eyes, bad skin and all. According to the sheriff's office inmate search, he's been arrested 5 times in the last 10 years. Twice for lewd and lascivious battery of a minor (aged 12-15), once for solicitation of a minor, and twice for probation violations.
The TL/DR: abusive mom took all her frustrations out on me, blamed me for everything my brother did, hid my father's death from me until I was almost 18, and reaches out after 8 years of no contact and wants me to take care of her pedophile son while she's in poor health.
I'm attaching my response to her below.
Hi. I'm alive. I'm well. I'm also not okay with you contacting me, especially under the circumstances that you violated the privacy of your own sister to get my contact information. I have read your apologies and excuses and I do not accept either. You say I reminded you of Dad? He spent more time with me and showed more interest in my well-being than you ever did, and that's including the 6 years he was absent from my life by your own selfish design. Menopause? I find that hard to believe as this went on for the better part of half a decade and not once in that time did your attitude towards brother change. You always treated him with the same coddling infantile obsession and patience that one would show a toddler. It was and is clear that you have a preferred child as that adult-sized pile of shit is still living comfortably with dear old mama. I'm guessing no one else is willing to take him in? Are Uncle and Cousins afraid of him doing something to their daughters or grandchildren? I do believe you when you say you want to rebuild the bridge that you nuked from orbit years ago, but I can't believe it's not for your own selfish desires. And I can't find any reason or way my quality of life could be improved with your presence. The reality is, my life has been far better without you than it could be with you. I've never said this to anyone, but if there is a sense of karma and balance in the universe, your current situation is proof of that. The next time I see your name on my computer screen, had better be for your obituary. But since you and the monster you raised both decided to keep Dad's death a secret from me, and remove any choice I had to mourn or pay my respects, I'll return that kindness to you.
Please die away from me.

I'm from Brazil, and while teaching at a local school, something happened that left me surprised. We all know that when learning a foreign language, we should study all skills: listening, reading, writing, speaking. The most common way of learning is focusing first on the input skills (listening and reading), and when those abilities are strong enough, we start to study the output skills (writing and speaking). However, it's common sense that if we want to learn how to speak, we should speak, and if we want to read better, we should read, and so on. However, I taught a class of students aged between 7 to 8 years old, and among them, there was a girl who had never spoken in her entire life, let's call her Marie. The reason for that is because Marie was raised by people with speaking disabilities, and she never had someone to talk to at home. Her house was isolated from other houses, so she didn't have friends growing up. One day, I was playing a guessing drawing game, where one student drew something on the whiteboard, and the other students had to guess the drawing. Whoever guessed first won points and was the next to draw. When one student started drawing a cone, Marie shouted: "ICE CREAM!" Everyone stopped to look at her since no one had ever heard her voice. This was the first time she spoke, and from that day forward, she started talking more and more, with a super natural Portuguese.She also didn't write at 8 years old; she only wrote some letters but not much, and from that day forward, both speaking and writing were unlocked, and she started progressing quickly.
So, is it possible to be fluent in a foreign language, developing the output skills only by reading and listening?"

Decided to not follow guides and just apply my own knowledge about the game. I was feeling so peachy. Then the winter break just started way earlier than I thought (I thought it would be like New Year onwards). I'm done with everyone but Yukari who's rank 2. Aigis will unlock in January and I hear she needs 11 days because one rank takes two days
I need 19 days to rank up them both to max. I only get 18 because I gave Junpei some dumbass weeds from the flower store trying to help him. Fuck you too, Junpei lmao
I prioritized school links but still couldn't do it, mostly because I took a breather for a few days to unlock Sun and later realized it's like mega free and you don't need to worry about unlocking it early
If I was way off I'd feel better but one day is just making me inhale a salt pile. I also need to twiddle my thumbs for two weeks because off-school links are already way done during exam weeks and holidays. I'm obviously max stats too so I have literally nothing to do but smash buttons at the arcade for two weeks straight
I maxed both P4G and Vanilla P5 without a guide by just using in-game knowledge and had plenty of time left over. Persona 3 Reload is much more frustrating because you have so much dead time with nothing meaningful to do, and then a very narrow window to finish a fuckton of social links
Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk
Edit. I was misinformed, Aigis won't take 11 days. Junpei will need that freed up space regardless for his last link episode though

I'm from Brazil, and while teaching at a local school, something happened that left me surprised. We all know that when learning a foreign language, we should study all skills: listening, reading, writing, speaking. The most common way of learning is focusing first on the input skills (listening and reading), and when those abilities are strong enough, we start to study the output skills (writing and speaking). However, it's common sense that if we want to learn how to speak, we should speak, and if we want to read better, we should read, and so on. However, I taught a class of students aged between 7 to 8 years old, and among them, there was a girl who had never spoken in her entire life, let's call her Marie. The reason for that is because Marie was raised by people with speaking disabilities, and she never had someone to talk to at home. Her house was isolated from other houses, so she didn't have friends growing up. One day, I was playing a guessing drawing game, where one student drew something on the whiteboard, and the other students had to guess the drawing. Whoever guessed first won points and was the next to draw. When one student started drawing a cone, Marie shouted: "ICE CREAM!" Everyone stopped to look at her since no one had ever heard her voice. This was the first time she spoke, and from that day forward, she started talking more and more, with a super natural Portuguese.She also didn't write at 8 years old; she only wrote some letters but not much, and from that day forward, both speaking and writing were unlocked, and she started progressing quickly.
So, is it possible to be fluent in a foreign language, developing the output skills only by reading and listening?"

Ninja Edit here. Not specifically looking for a DSLR.... Honestly, looking for a nice camera that's a step up from the phone 🤣. I love my phone pics, so looking to take the next step that isn't an old school point and shoot.
So I've been wanting a nice DSLR camera for a long time. Never actually pulled the trigger, but I'm thinking it's about time.....I'm looking for something nice that's not going to break the bank(I know everyone says that right). I've already done some research and I'll throw my thoughts below, but if anyone can recommend either some direction or suggestions I'd appreciate it!
I see a bunch of Nikon D90's and D3300'd on Facebook marketplace place for ~200 which is totally fine. But from what I've seen these are both older models, not opposed to spending more(more info below) or buying a new camera if there is something consideredably better.
So I have about 800 in gift cards I can redeem for work which I'm absolutely not opposed to doing, so I was looking at like the D3500 from Nikion or the Rebel SL3.
4k video isn't necessarily needed but would be nice.
If anyone has any suggestions it'd be appreciated!

Let me give a little background here, so me and this boy became best friends since we were in the third grade. but him and I became a bit flirty in middle school then he moved away, but i my friends at the time brought me to him and we hung out for one night and we had our first kiss and it was my first kiss with him after that we stopped talking to each other when we weren’t friends anymore… last year, June 2023 I saw him again we made eye contact. I got scared then later on and that week he added me on Facebook lol. then he started talking to me. We talked for like a good month then we decided to become a little friends with benefits type thing Then, after a month of messing around I ended up getting pregnant and he confessed that he had feelings for me and he never felt like that for anyone, I confess my feelings for him too, and we both admitted on how much we liked each other then we became boyfriend and girlfriend the beginning of October… later on in October he passed away( i lost my baby shortly after his funeral). so now it’s been half a year since I’ve lost him, ever since then I get question one am I going to move on from him and they think it’s best for me to move on from him so he could be at peace. I know I should think for myself as well, but I just really don’t know because we were only a month into our relationship and we grew up as best friends and it just hurts more because I knew him as a friend more than a boyfriend… that’s all I had him as throughout my life as my best friend and I only got one month of him as my boyfriend..

From the outset, I knew it was wrong because I’ve been cheated on by a previous partner. There are only two instances where I’ve been involved with my friends’ partners: Friend 1: Friend 1 was my high school classmate, but we weren’t particularly close. I was invited in a birthday party, I discovered that he was in a relationship with someone. Later, Friend 1’s partner added me on Facebook, and we didn’t chat until I was invited to a party. After a few drinks, we went home and Friend 1's partner chatted with me and asked if he could stay the night because he had a big fight with Friend 1, I let him stay at my apartment. We then had a one-night stand and what started as a one-night stand evolved into a casual hook-up. I feel responsible for their subsequent breakup. Friend 2: Friend 2's partner was on a dating site. We matched and chatted for days, but I wasn’t sure if he knew about my connection to his partner ( Friend 2). After we hooked up, he asked if I knew his partner( Friend 2). I admitted that I did. We both acknowledged that it was wrong, and decided to keep it a secret and that it won't happen again. However, Friend 2’s partner eventually messaged me from a new account, and I couldn’t resist the temptation. Now, guilt weighs heavily on me. I’ve blocked him on all my social media accounts, but the remorse persists. What should I do? 🙇‍♀️

I'd really like to begin running more public "event" games to attract more people to playing. I figure my LGS is the best way to do it- but I'm not sure how to go about it. I have ideas, though:
1.) Mörk Borg one-shots- it is so easy to teach this game, and people largely seem to like the... Borg-ness... of it. But, it's kind of a lot for some people, and it REALLY sheds a lot of the familiar ttrpg tropes. Refreshing for experienced players, but dizzying for new people. I did have a good experience running this for an open table.
2.) Old-School Essentials- I've ran this the most of any OSR system. It's basically perfect in my opinion, but it's clunky and somewhat unintuitive. "Roll high" doesn't universally apply, and there's a lot of sub-systems that I'm fine with tinkering or tossing in home games, but really want to nail for public games. People can bring back characters to play again, which is cool. Again, this one did work for the public game- but I spent a TON of time explaining rules.
3.) Dungeon Crawl Classics- Honestly the most tempting, because of the funnel dungeon. But I've never ran it. I have a huge stack of books and extra dice sets. This might be the middle ground between MB and OSE on the spectrum of wildness.
Pitching the game and getting the LGS to advertise the events are the hardest parts, besides deciding the system. I don't have social media so it's not as easy as getting permission to post to their page on Facebook. My flier I put up at the store was wordy and didn't really get responses. And when people didn't show up for an event, I got discouraged.
So- how do you guys do it? I'd like to take another crack at it.

Tl;Dr The day before I propose to my girlfriend, she told me that she is still in love with her ex and is now conflicted and that she had recently saw him in person and they shared the same feelings.
Me: 34M Her: 34F Her son: 12M
Hello everyone, I'm new in this community.... However, I have a bit on my plate right now and I need advice.
In 2010. I was with someone whom I had gotten married to and as of this last year had gotten a divorce.
During that time I had a good friend of mine from high school, whom me and her had been just chatting. Trying to keep in touch. As far as I had known, it was purely platonic, although I did in high school have a crush on her. Earlier this year me and her decided to give it a shot and go out after she had broken up with someone she was with for 5 years not married. Someone who had stressed her out and her son, been emotionally abusive, indecisive on their future together, and at one point told her that he didn't even know if he wanted to be with her.
Now....
Me and her, we've been together for about 4 and 1/2 months now. And to be honest, I was ready to propose as of this Monday, I actually went as far as getting in contact with my old school to go and propose at the same place me and her used to eat lunch at.
.... And then.... The day before, she has me sit down to tell me when still loves her ex. And that she has recently talked to him...in person .. about that ...and they both still have feelings for each other
Now I've become close with the family and her son enjoys spending time with me and I enjoy spending time with the entire family...
So literally the day before I proposed.... She dropped that on me. And honestly I have no idea what to do now.
Her son actually went and talked to her about it, him going into tears... Gushed that I've treated her better than anybody has ever, and that he loves me in the way that his own dad (not the ex mind you), doesn't give him a fraction of the father-like figure that apparently I present to him. Her own father actually went out of his way wanting to be there when I proposed, so the whole family stands behind me on this.
Yet here I am....
She knows that she needs to cut off contact with her ex, however, she's kept line of communication open " so that he can get mail", however, after my divorce I cut ties to my ex not only for myself but respectfully for her, and I went as far as removing all the photos and everything off my Facebook in remembrance of it
The conversation as is right now is that she wants until this next Monday to think what she wants to do, whether it's to go back to him, to stay with me, or to go a whole year just by herself so she can figure out what she wants.
Regardless of which I stand behind her because I just want her happy. And yes it would be a lie to say I wouldn't want her to pick me.... But I know that a hurting heart is not something that you can demand to be fixed.
I leave this to you guys.... As I really don't know what to do at this point. I'm at work right now. Trying not to think about it but it's... it's eating me up.... And I don't want to keep talking about it with her because I need her to feel like she has the time to work on it. I'm just getting tired of the games that people tend to play with each other's hearts.... Especially when I moved in with her to help her out with finances... And now I'd have to consider possibly moving out and finding my own place within a couple weeks if she decides against me.
What would you recommend that I do in this situation? Give her the time she needs? Should I move out? ;Dr The day before I proposed My girlfriend told me she's still in love with her ex and now is unsure who she wants to be with even if the past couple of years have been rough between them.

I met a girl at a small occasion and we got really close( I think). For hours my right arm was on top of her shoulder and she liked it. Even when I wanted to put it down she simply grabbed it and put it back up. When we said goodbye to each other she hugged me really strong. That was strange because I have never been hugged before by a woman. When I arrived home she already added me on facebook. The next day I asked her out on a date. She said of course instantly. So when we met I hugged her. After that we had a 2 hour walk by ourselves in our village. We talked about each others hobbies and studying and the future and lots of things. I asked her if she had a good time and she said yes. She said that she was afraid that we cant talk about things and it will be ankward but she said it wasnt. When I arrived at home I texted her when do we want to go on another date. She anwsered instantly this time too. They went on a school trip this week and every 2nd day I ask her whats up. She anwsers we have a little bit of conversation but thats that. My only problem with this, she never texts me first and when we text she never asked me how my day was. Of course we only know each other like a week ago but I am the man who always texts first. I dont really have to wait for her to respond but she doesnt ask me about how I am. She told me she had trouble with men in the past maybe thats why she s like that. Maybe I need to ask her why she doesnt text me first or should I let it be and wait?

Kind of embarrassed to even put this out there, but I am genuinely confused about the process of therapy, diagnosis versus more formal, psychological, testing and evaluations, particularly related to developmental stuff like autism spectrum and ADHD, etc.
I understand that some of this might vary slightly according to where you practice and even from state to state. At the moment, I work at a small outpatient group practice and really only work with adults, so this issue doesn’t come up for me a lot in my work with clients, but I often encounter desperate parents in the community who are struggling to find resources for their kids. Recently someone posted in our local mom‘s Facebook group needing an ADHD assessment for their child, in order to get an official diagnosis and related resources. They were being quoted like 1200 - 1800 dollars to get this testing done, their insurance was out of network most places, and this was the out-of-pocket cost that they were quoted, not to mention wait times.
I guess I’m confused as to what is the difference between someone coming to outpatient therapy, and me giving a diagnosis of ADHD for our treatment together , versus getting formalized testing done for a “medical diagnosis “
There’s also so much I don’t understand about how this thing works out in the school setting and getting kids IEP needs met. I guess my understanding is that Masters level Clinicians have the ability to diagnose as it relates to what we’re working on in therapy? But our diagnosis doesn’t mean anything when it comes to kids services in school?
Is the diagnosis that we (Masters level clinician, LPC in Pennsylvania, ) come up with in treatment not real? ?
Not even really sure what kind of responses I’m looking for here just like genuinely confused and would like to understand this better because I feel like at this point in my career I should know more about how that works.

So I (M35) have a friend, let's call him James (M31). I met him on a Facebook group about comic books a years ago. I saw he would post things but no one would comment or anything. Checked his profile out, and he lives close to my neighborhood, we follow the same sports, etc. I decided to shoot him a friend request. We chit chat, and once in a while he'd act strange. Didn't think much of it cause it's the internet. I think 2016/17 New York Comic Con, I finally met him in person.
I may sound like a dick when I say this, but when I met him, he seemed "off". He doesn't have down syndrome, but you can tell he's on the spectrum. Not sure how deep, but he's somewhere on it. I didn't care, and I hung out with him. He would disappear on me, and l'd find him minutes later. He would get quiet, stare at things, and just get awkward. I work in the medical field, l've had patients that act like him, so after a while started treating him like a patient.
Next couple of years he would disappear and reappear on social media. He would ask me advice on things like dating, family, friends that he never mentioned before but appear out of nowhere, and life in general. I remember him getting mad at me because he asked me about where to go on a date with a girl with a $40 budget. I told him there aren't much things to do with $40 but gave him ideas. He apparently wanted a memorable date, and gave me ideas what he wanted to do. What he wanted to do costs a couple of hundred dollars. He ended the conversation with "^_^". That's his way of ending a conversation that he doesn't like or the answer given. After a while I asked him about it, he got mad and blocked me from everything. That was like 3 years ago.
Didn't hear from him until about a year and a half ago. He messaged me out of the blue saying how much he misses hanging out with me (we only met once at comic con). He misses the good times. He wants to be friends again. Everyone needs a friend, and I was ok with it. The whole cycle started again, where he would ask questions, and I'd answer it. It went on for a few months. Then a situation happened in my life where I went away. I had a mental breakdown, did something stupid which led to me getting revived, and when I came home my dad passed away from cancer. I'm still dealing with this months later.
So l'm taking on more responsibility, helping my mum out, going to therapy for my trauma, and working at the hospital. Thankfully I have my brother helping me out, so l don't take all the burden. James as always comes to me for help, and advice. Now it's work related, he's 31, has less than $200 in his account, and his job only gives him 8 or less hours a week. He then confesses that he's jealous of the life I live, and wants the same. He says it's unfair that I have season tickets for the Rangers, friends that I go out with, travel, go to concerts etc. He wants to live a life where he doesn't want to worry about money. Gave him the example of what my life was like during my early 20s when I was in medical school, and working 2-3 jobs. I asked him if he's willing to sacrifice 2-3 years of social life to get his life on track, his response "IDK if I can sacrifice it." Even with a response like that I gave him ideas and resources on where to apply to get work. He doesn't listen to anything I said. He only likes to apply to boba shops, and comic book stores.
A little background on James. He's an only child that lives with mom. Mom used to be a hospital nurse and now works at a school as a nurse supporting herself and James. From What he's told me, his family hates him, and can't stand him. Dad passed away years ago. He didn't go to college. All he does is watch anime at home, go to the Apple store and draw for hours on the iPad. Sometimes he has friends and a girlfriend, and sometime he doesn't. When asked about what he was doing since 18 to recently, he won't say or send the "^_^" face. And like I said earlier, he may be on the spectrum.
I truly feel bad for the guy, and everything he's gone through. But right now I'm going through a lot myself. My mental health is my priority, I don't want to entertain things that won't help me in my journey to recovery. It's more that he trauma dumps on me, complains about things, asks for advice that he doesn't take, and expects everything to be handed to him. I feel like he brings more negativity in my life than any positivity. I've never mentioned it to him, but he's never asked me how I'm doing, not once. It's a more of a one sided friendship. So WIBTA if I told him that I don't want to be friends anymore?

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My thoughts at this specific moment, subject to change with further information:
It appears that Emma is teaching 3rd Grade. From what I've read, it seems her husband, Joseph, is also working in a similar capacity with children. While the other Daybell kids don't worry me as much, Emma's conduct during the entire investigation comes across as so callous and dismissive, especially when the bodies of 2 children were found on her family's property.
Her sketchy TV interview claiming Chad was framed, her police car conversation with Chad during his arrest, her sticking her tongue out at East Idaho News camera while they were reporting about two missing children on their property, her and her husband's involvement in the RELEASE LORI VALLOW Facebook page, her reddit posts about her mother's exhumation and her father's new marriage found on the Wayback machine, her old blog posts where she also felt the lord was speaking to her about her LDS mission, etc. It comes across as a complete lack of critical thinking and empathy, and she's educating children. She's a direct representation of the school where she's employed, and I'm baffled that they're okay with her behavior.
Something about her raises so many red flags. For everyone's sake, I hope that her involvement is proven to be non-existent and that she's just an incredibly naive appeaser and a loyal kid to Chad.
But her involvement with Chad and her belief in "light and dark" spirits, which extend to children, make me nauseous. Knowing she's responsible for the safety and education of kids, is this an overreach to worry about the children in her care?

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So recently me and my friend have gotten into a fight and wont ever be friends again, but through the time we were friends he has said disgusting, disturbing and violent stuff along the lines of "raping" my sister, gonna shank me during school and other disturbing stuff, I know his moms facebook. would I get in trouble with the school if I were to message his parents about what he has said.