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So long story sort, not sure if this is related, but last week (10 days ago) my baby girl was laying on my legs infront of the sofa. When I stood up, I stepped with all my weight on her tail. Poor thing started barking, and she was very grumpy at me for a while (I would be, too).
Fast forward to yesterday, I noticed that she couldn't sit down properly. She is taking time, and it looks like she's favouring one of her sides. She has her tail down at all times, and she is very moody. She's not the heart of the party normally, but this is an extreme, even for her.
Today, we went to the vets for her vaccines, and I asked the vet to check on her. He checked her spine and her back chicken thighs, and she looked alright until he reached the tail. That was when she squealed.
He said it's either the tail or she pulled a nerve, but poor thing can't even lay down properly. I have stuck two beds on top of each other to make it comfy for her.
I'm so scared I broke her tail and feel so guilty that I forgot she's there. :'(
I touched her legs and her tail again this evening, but she didn't react, so now I'm back at not knowing.
Do you guys have similar experiences ? And how long after did you get symptoms of pain ?
I'm not sure if the below are relevant, but:

1. her heat cycle is due. Do you think it might be discomfort from that ?
   
2. She's been running off lead, a lot the past few days, which I didn't allow her to do before.
   

Thank you for all the replies. I might be too dramatic, but it's just me and her, and I hate seeing her in pain.

My daughter was diagnosed with autism and ADHD at 5. The biggest issue for her is meltdowns that can get physically aggressive. Public school was a serious struggle all through kindergarten and then in first grade was no longer an option due to constant classroom disruption, attacking staff, and attacking other children. What's worse is that she is absolutely racked with self-loathing and guilt afterwards. She is very bright and understands exactly what is expected of her and that she is not meeting those expectations, and she has a really hard time with it.
We have tried a lot of options to help her so far. She went to speech therapy from 3-4, is on medication for her ADHD, she sees an emotional counselor, and she goes to a school for kids with special needs so at least the adults there actually get what she's going through and are able to be compassionate with her (unlike the public school.) And I have completely changed my parenting style from how I was raised (negative reinforcement, guilt, punishment, etc...) to one that establishes boundaries with compassion and validation. I try to emotionally connect to her and make sure she knows she is safe and loved and heard and validated as much as I can.
But she is still struggling so much, so often. So many days melting down on teachers and students. I want to help her thrive. On her terms, to the best of her ability, in the world. But I don't know what else I can do to help her.
I see so much online about what NOT to do. Types of reinforcement and types of therapy that are not a good fit to help people deal with autism. But I would love advice about what else I CAN do for her. Right now just going to school is such a massive struggle for her. It's hard, man.
I have done research and reading and talked to my state's autism alliance and I still just feel like I am missing some giant piece of the puzzle. Lately I'm starting to think that piece is just accepting that this is as good as we can do and loving her as hard as I can while we get through it. But I'm just afraid that what she's going through (meltdowns at school, the guilt that comes afterwards) is too much, too emotionally hard, and that I'm not doing enough to help her. And I'm also worried that she's going to grow up and look back at this time and think that we failed her, that there was more we could have done to stop so many days from being so hard.
I would love some good, specific advice or resources. So much of what I see online is "what not to do" or very vague advice like "teach emotional health." I saw a video saying a certain type of therapy was like “teaching someone to walk on a broken leg instead of healing the leg.” But then it suggested no alternatives. Like please, give me an example. How can I both honor the autistic mind AND help set her up for success in the world?

Hey Fellow Redditors I’m(22yr Old Male) here to talk about my bad experience with a THC Vape in hope that maybe I’m not the only one that’s gone through something like this i’ve never been a true smoker only would take a couple puffs off the homies Joints on rare Occasions & did a couple puffs off friends Carts back in Highschool . So On 4/19th / 2024 I had bought a Stizzy a “type of weed pod” the THC percentage like around 80. Something off a friend I grew up with in Highschool to enjoy for 420 I end up trying it that night I took a puff from it held it for like 5-10 secs and maybe 5 minutes later it’s hitting me hard I watch a movie for like maybe a good hour knock out watching it & wake up perfectly fine the next morning. On 4/20 i started the day doing laundry & after a few hours ate 2 chicken sandwiches with some fries anyway about maybe an hour and a half later I went out to the alleyway & Took two puffs of the pod this time off the first hit I was coughing for maybe a minute & a half so I went in for another hit after the coughing stopped I was Dying from Two puffs I didn’t feel bad instantly but I was just laying on my bed when I got hit with anxiety after walking around for a bit I literally was seeing my life flash before my eyes anxiously walking around I had convinced myself that I was dying so I tell my siblings I didn’t feel well & needed to go to the Emergency Room i told them I felt like I was gonna die , I think my dog started to catch on that I wasn’t feeling well because she would just whine at me following me around this led me to panic even more so we head out I’m not even thinking about how I’m gonna drive there but I just start the car & we head out once we get to the hospital I tell them that I don’t feel well at all & that I would have to wait and sign paperwork before anything . So I sign the paperwork and tell me to sit tight I sit with my younger sister and notice my chest full of sweat and my left hand & leg shaking like crazy after maybe five minutes of waiting like this they do an ECG / EKG and the readings show I’m fine so they tell me to wait outside so they can get me a room , 20 minutes pass my parents are here my mom noticed my lips were dry & I looked pale so I drank some water ,I felt a bit better after drinking water but kept shaking my fingers after another ten minutes of waiting they lead me & my mom to a room give me a gown & say they’ll be right with me shortly well after 8 hours they never came by so by then I felt calm with my mom by my side having drank some more water I asked them to be discharged as I felt better & wasn’t being attended anyway so after 15 minutes they give me a paper with the diagnosis being (Cannabis intoxication without complication / HCC)I should contact my healthcare provider as soon as possible next day so I contact my doctor and she give me an appointment in two days , well within those two days I ended up not being able to sleep well at all because I was having palpitations & anxiety so I go to the Emergency Room again this time at a different hospital & they do a EKG right away it comes out as abnormal so they get me a room & do blood tests they end up coming out fine except for my LDL cholesterol kinda high (116) they tell me it’s a extremely low chance I would have a heart attack so that relieves me a lot , they tell me I should concentrate on breathing & ignoring the palpitations, so the day I go see my doctor she does more blood work ,I tell her I’ve been having anxiety & palpitations she asked if I want to talk to someone about it and I said no as I wasn’t feeling too bad at the moment so she prescribes me Hydroxyzine HCL 10MG for anxiety & sleep which I haven’t taken at all because I seen online sometimes they make palpitations worse so i haven’t touched them as I think they would make me more anxious about my heart so I’ve just been looking up natural things that would help me. Fast forward to now 5/13 it’s been 3 weeks I’ve been toughing it out I’ve changed my diet completely avoiding foods with too much saturated fat like pizza burgers etc , I began drinking a lot more teas & water I still get anxiety from time to time but noticed distracting myself with things to do like Going to work , laughing with friends & family going out for walks with my siblings and my dog playing video games here and there etc I don’t know what exactly the explanation is for what I’m going through is but I haven’t lost hope that I can recover seeing my parents breakdown telling me they believe in me and are with me all the way make me want to push through this even more I’ve gotten closer to god as I’ve been going to church again with my parents I hope this makes my siblings want to get close to god & come along with us to church every Saturday . As of right now I’m still following my diet eating mainly chicken ,turkey vegetables fruits & drinking black teas & peppermint teas to help me sleep I’ve also been taking a (magnesium +malate + Glycinate + Citrate)supplement and have noticed my brain feels a lot less foggy I still feel anxiety & my fingers twitch from time to time but distracting myself with anything else helps so much I also still struggle sleeping I find laying down will make me anxious triggering my palpitations with a tight feeling in my upper left chest causing me to panic sometimes if I’m focused on just my palpitations , box breathing and deep breathing drinking a bit of water seem to help me ignore them . I’m currently waiting on my appointment with a cardiologist next week 5/22 for more reassurance that nothing is wrong with my heart. Prior to this incident I would say I had little to no anxiety at all I’m hoping it’s not any serious condition & maybe just my body dealing with the trauma & if it happens to be anything serious I have hope I can learn to continue living a normal life without much of a learning curve . Anyway I know this is super long but if anyone has gone through or had something like this before leave any tips or comments below of things that could help please & thanks god bless us all .🙏🏽

If I'm studying an opening and want to know the very latest innovations, including computer lines, how to find out?
Back in the day, one could keep up with MCO and New In Chess. But these days, super-GMs prepare novelties using a lot of computer processing, then unleash them in key tournament situations. MCO is no longer updated, and New In Chess doesn't cover everything, just certain notable games and lines.
Meanwhile, TCEC tournaments continue to churn, often following and proving established (human) theory, but also redefining it.
If I use ChessBase while studying an opening, there's no way to determine which moves are recent and promising novelties. ChessBase and similar tools will show me the percentage of players who succeeded with a particular move, but it's going to be based on sample size. If Girl came up with a cool novelty a month ago and played it in an event, the sample size will be 1. So if ChessBase picks up that move it will still show "1%" as the success rate, which isn't helpful at all. So I feel like those database tools have limited usefulness for this purpose.
It seems like there's no definitive source anymore, and maybe there will never be again -- other than running an engine yourself, even for hours at a time, to try and prove out lines in an opening. Or spending thousands taking Chessable courses from top players, where they reveal some of their prepared lines. Or just analyzing every top tournament for instances of the opening line you're looking to learn, to see how it's being played at top levels lately.
I wish someone would do the leg-work and create a new opening novelty site/app that strives to be as complete and accurate as possible. It would need to compile all known and recent novelties to "established" theory that appear to be favorable, from a number of sources: TCEC, super-GM games (at all time controls), Chessable courses and maybe even Reddit threads or YouTube videos where new top-tier lines are being discussed.
Am I missing something here? Does such a site or publication already exist that is respected and kept up-to-date? Or does today's world just require everyone to do their own legwork, unless they want to just trust and learn the established lines from decades ago?

Menu for 4 or 5 people:

Deviled eggs topped with olive tapenade
Tsatziki dip, crudites and pita bread

To be cooked on the kind of table top grill that resembles a wide dutch oven on legs:

Spanish Garlic shrimp, cooked in a paella pan, to preserve juice for dipping
either stuffed mushrooms or mini-bells with cheese on top ( cooked under a melting hood)
For individuals to grill as they wish: Parboiled and sliced chicken-apple sausage on skewers with small slices of corn on the cob

Dessert

Either banana pudding or strawberry shortcake served in small mason jars.

I have never cooked sausage and corn together on a skewer, but my concern is that the corn may be overdone by the time the sausage gets hot. However, if I served stuffed mushrooms, I could replace the corn with peppers. Your thoughts?
What additional condiments would you bring for the sausage? I am thinking spicy mustard and ketchup, but open to creative suggestions.
And, of course, menu critiques are welcome.

I posted over the weekend about my dad. He’s been bed bound since Saturday night when his right leg was involuntarily extending and retracting slowly for over an hour.
Got in touch with palliative Sunday and today my dad has accepted in home hospice. My uncle is flying out from across the country for a second time to help me since I’m the only one here (bless him - I was so anxious this morning about doing this by myself).
Originally just my dad’s right side was affected. Then on Saturday he could no longer pivot with his good leg. Sunday morning his speech seemed a little off and he’s been falling in and out of sleep with short bursts of being awake.
I fed him some chicken soup and that seems to have helped a little. He wasn’t eating anything solid after Saturday night. Sunday all he wanted was small sips of water and slept almost the entire day.
I had been through this with my mother when she had breast cancer but my dad was the pointman and I was helping out in between classes since I was in community college at the time. Now that I’m in the hotseat I don’t know how to feel. I knew things could get bad fast but it seems like overnight things tanked.
It’s been a little over 3 and a half months since my dad’s first and only surgery. It seemed like a long time at certain parts but it really is no time at all.
I got so much shit running through my head right now. I moved my dad into a new apartment after he was discharged from the hospital because his old place wasn’t fit for someone in his condition. I got a 5-month lease that expires August 1st, 2024. If it gets close to July I may have to get him in a hospice facility in order to move his stuff to a storage unit. I still work from home full time. Have no clue how that’s going to go. I’m just venting out loud at this point.
There’s so much to do.

Hi I am an M18 and lately someone has been pointing out to me some attitudes that might be autistic and I thinking about this for a few days, can it actually be so? Some of the attitudes that have been pointed out to me are : the presence of alleged stimming ( I move my leg and foot very often, especially in contexts where I feel emotionally tried, or with the thumb of my left hand I touch very hard the cuticle of my right one or lastly, very often at school, which for me is a place full of variable emotionality, I obsess and repeat sometimes even obsessively a song) I am a very logical guy and I struggle very often to understand others, I could say I have a lack of empathy and I have been told repeatedly by different people, for example if someone talks to me about their problems, I find it easy to give a logical and concise answer but I go ballistic the moment I have to empathize with the emotions , I have had a couple of times someone crying in front of me and I found myself in serious difficulty. I hate to maintain eye contact with people, it makes me uncomfortable; in physical contact I am very restricted ( with my girlfriend I found the problem that sometimes I feel like refusing her cuddles or hugs and to do it impulsively and not in a nice way, especially if not prepared, I don't like to give my hand, I prefer maybe to hold her finger or to be close to her without invading too much my personal space and it bothers me when I am on her left side I need to be always on her right side ( I don't know if it centers but I am left-handed ) I also have quite a lot of sensitivity to noise, for example yesterday I went to a concert and felt really uncomfortable, when the loud music started I started to feel lack of oxygen and every time there was clapping I felt the need to plug my ears, luckily after a while I got used to it but between too many people noise and chaos I didn't enjoy the experience, thinking back then I have been afraid of many things that make noise since I was a child, for example fireworks, at parties I couldn't stand where there were balloons because I was afraid of the burst and I hate the noise of dogs barking ( are still recurring fears ) Very often I am bothered by bright lights, for example I need to sleep with LEDs, and if I am on the opposite side pointing towards me, they bother me so much that I am forced to change sides ( premise they are quite far away) I hate being in social situations for too long and above all I need a lot of time to myself. In my head I am super perfectionist and when I can order things I do but if the situation is already too chaotic I can't most of the time maintain the desired perfection. I obsess with interests that vary from weeks to months and then obsess with something else, I obsess with songs that I listen to and replay for days or I obsess when I read pieces that I like that I go back and reread over and over again or episodes ( for example when I was little my mom complained that I was perpetually watching a certain episode over and over again repeatedly ). I find myself very often having to occupy my mind with multiple things, example,if I watch a movie I need to do something else ( I play tetris or other games, when I watch some video I like to put it in x2 because even if I like it I find it much more listenable that way. Reading various posts I noticed that I don't have the perfect routine except in a few things that however don't upset me that much for example I always take the same routes yes but for example, to go to a place I have more options and not just one, The glasses and cutlery I take the ones that are there instead with the seats in the car on the table and on the couch those are my seats but I think it is like that for non-autistic people too, when I get my coffee in the morning it bothers me if it is not the usual coffee from the same coffee shop, but it doesn't bother me that much. My girlfriend has pointed out to me that very often I take things too literally, but I don't think I'm one of those who would take phrases like a needle in a haystack; of course I admit that I often take literally what she says much more than what she means, but I don't know how reliable that is. I'm not convinced about the idea of self-diagnosing these details so I would like to hear opinions from people who surely know more than I do.

Hello everyone,
I'm new to posting here, but I've been following along for a while. This community has been a big help in keeping me motivated to keep working on my game.
I've been spending my free time on a project called Cielu. It's a game where you control big, cool robots during the time of Napoleon. Because well I really like mechas ! 😊
In Cielu, you get to play as a robot pilot in the Napoleon Wars. You can customize every part of your robot – like its arms, head, body, and legs – to make it the best it can be.
As a software engineer, I've been focusing on the technical aspects of the game, but I know that my weak point lies in the art department. Right now, I'm planning on working on making the sounds in the game better in the near futur.
I need your help! I'd love to hear what you think about the way the game looks and the characters. You can watch a short video of it https://youtu.be/M3vmhChSO68?si=vMU59Rbl8fE-fs4m .
Thanks for taking the time to watch and share your thoughts!
P.S. Sorry if my English isn't perfect.
Have a great day!
Alex

Hello everyone,
I'm new to posting here, but I've been following along for a while. This community has been a big help in keeping me motivated to keep working on my game.
I've been spending my free time on a project called Cielu. It's a game where you control big, cool robots during the time of Napoleon. Because well I really like mechas ! 😊
In Cielu, you get to play as a robot pilot in the Napoleon Wars. You can customize every part of your robot – like its arms, head, body, and legs – to make it the best it can be.
As a software engineer, I've been focusing on the technical aspects of the game, but I know that my weak point lies in the art department. Right now, I'm planning on working on making the sounds in the game better in the near futur.
I need your help! I'd love to hear what you think about the way the game looks and the characters. You can watch a short video of it.
https://youtu.be/M3vmhChSO68?si=vMU59Rbl8fE-fs4m
Thanks for taking the time to watch and share your thoughts!
P.S. Sorry if my English isn't perfect.
Have a great day!
Alex

Hey people. I wanted to share my long ass story about how nitrous used to be one of my most favorite things in the world and now my relationship with it is complicated and twisted.
A lot of this will tackle interpersonal relationship dynamics, but I’m trying to illustrate to the reader the progression of how this drug took my ex’s mind. This is more of a thorough essay about my experience than a rant. When I was going through what I went through at the time, I wished there was a story like this out there to help me know better and understand. This is how I watched the love of my life melt away his brain on this drug.
I will try and keep this brief, but it probably won't be. I wish to convey the addictiveness this drug can have and the toll it can take on your mind and body. In the summer of 2022 I met my then bf who introduced me to the rave scene and drug scene he was a part of. He really only used K and Nitrous (which I will refer to as N going forward). He told me about his 1.5 years of being addicted to K, but did not inform me of his also 1.5 years (at the time) addiction to N. He told me after meeting me he didn’t want to abuse K anymore so as far as I knew when we started dating he got better about that.
It all started very early in the relationship. We went to a weekend festival together and both found doing N together was so fun. We continued on using and abusing N every weekend, and sometimes many weekdays. Probably going through 6 or 8+ tanks a week, this went on for like 3 months. Sadly, I do look back on those days fondly, despite what would happen later down the line. We had so much fun together and yes sadly it bonded us in this weird way. Using it causes you to feel more open and positive in the beginning, and we had so many heartfelt and deep conversations. And it felt like a little special world we could go into together.
At the time I had no clue how much those small-medium sized tanks cost ($65 and up for just one where we live). And he never told me how much they cost, and didn’t ask me to chip in, so I had no idea he was throwing himself into financial ruin buying them all the time. Looking back I have no idea why I didn’t ask, I just figured they were only $25 or something, or his friend was giving them to him, and I was aware it was probably a poor financial decision, but figured he could bounce back after the summer. You have to understand I thought I had him figured out, but I didn’t really know him that well at this point, or know about the drug scene at all. Before this I really only drank and smoked weed with the occasional cid or shrooms trip.
Three months into us dating and abusing N we come to the conclusion we just need to stop and take a break from N as this had all become quite excessive. Still he doesn’t explain to me how much debt he is in from buying all of those tanks over the summer. Two months into the break and he’s starting to crack, asking for me to be okay with us using it regularly. I tell him that I think it’s okay for us to just do it once and awhile. It was hard to not cave in because truthfully I missed it as well, I myself was starting to feel the addictiveness of this drug, so I reserved it so that I only ever did it with him. We go back to doing it occasionally on the weekends. Over the span of 1 month my bf started to constantly complain of having nerve issues, his feet and legs and hands were numb, I also noticed that he seemed really depressed. This is when he started to experience the vitamin B deficiency, although both me and him didn’t realize this at the time.
Around this time is when he finally and unceremoniously reveals to me how much these things actually cost. This is the tricky aspect of his personality I would go on to experience more of. It was clear he was resentful towards me, that I had no idea how much money he was spending, but the reality is if I had known how much those things cost I would have ended it a lot sooner. I didn’t even understand how he had the ability to spend so much money, I don’t even want to do the math. I would find out later he would just take out credit cards and max them out. In addition to him doing them with me occasionally, he was also doing them behind my back, which I had caught him doing several times and was always forgiving over this.
So, because of this constant spending he was in a substantial amount of debt. What he told me at the time was around $6,000. Knowing him, this was probably a generous assessment. This is definitely a point in the story where I should have left him. Clearly he was developing this addiction towards N and spent an ungodly amount of money that was beyond even my comprehension. But, I was head over heels and believed that he could figure this out. People go into debt all the time, I would tell myself. But I told him, this all needed to outright stop. No more N, not even occasionally. Unfortunately while he of course agreed to my face I have to suspect now, he was doing it behind my back all the time. Around this time he wouldn’t come home from work until 7 or 7:30 which didn’t make sense as his hours at work would fluctuate from time to time, but he was usually always off at 5. He would lie and say his work was very busy and made him stay later, which I believed at the time.
Maybe about a month later we are in bed together sleeping, it’s the middle of the night. He wakes me up and explains he literally cannot feel his feet or legs and has been having trouble walking for the past several days. I take him to the ER that night. This night and the following weeks after were some of the most heartbreaking and emotionally terrifying times of my life so far. At this time neither of us had any idea or reason to suspect N was the reason for this. We actually talked to the doctor there and ran tests for over 3 hours, he got an MRI and a spinal tap which was so hard to watch being done to him. It wasn’t until I desperately did research on my phone in the hospital room and suddenly see all of these remarks and reddit posts and studies about N causing paralysis and nerve damage. I tell my bf and the doctor and they have no trouble assessing that is what is causing this. They give him a regiment of vitamin B shots as you typically do in this situation. The doctor even said that they hope they can stop permanent damage from happening, because if not he may lose control of his legs and it may spread to his pelvic area (IE dick don’t work) etc, he had to do physical therapy and see a drug counselor.
The following days and weeks after I was constantly on edge worrying and wondering if my bf and love of my life would lose his ability to walk. Thankfully, the treatment took and he didn’t even end up needing physical therapy. This is when I truly believe or would like to hope he actually quit and wasn’t doing N behind my back. Unfortunately it wouldn’t matter, as I’ve learned, a lot of symptoms of N abuse don’t show themselves until after you stop. Shortly after this event is when our relationship took a nosedive. He had also ditched the drug counselor. To compensate for no N he was drinking so often. He started to become aggressive and violent. I remember it all started in a fight where he got real close and in my face and stared me down to try and intimidate me. In a way it was both terrifying and laughable (because he’s only a few inches taller than me), I couldn’t even comprehend the kind of person he had turned into. After that came the months and months of never ending name calling, insults, degradation, and constant arguments over every little thing I did. He became so addicted to the high of his power trip of making me feel small and weak he would find any excuse to fly into a rage at me, even when we were tripping on mushrooms together.
Nothing was ever the same after that. We didn’t go out, didn’t do dates, and every activity together felt like it was all a big chore to him. I could look in his eyes and see he was constantly thinking about N, and when he would do it next. He really changed, and what I am now realizing is he was probably starting to experience the effects of pure brain damage. My close friends who knew him even agree with me that there is a huge change in his demeanor around this time in April of 2023.
I also want to add more info about his bizarre behavior. He started to develop an unhealthy obsession with social media, scrutinizing what I posted and what he posted. He started to obsess over current events of any kind, any breaking story or ongoing conflict and he would rant and rant about the current state of the world and destruction of humanity all the time. He started to get obsessed with mental health and psychology and pathologize me and himself and other people in our lives. He would send me 10 videos everyday about mental health and relationships and expect me to reply and have a response for every single one like a book report. This obsession with the destruction of humanity turned into a paranoia about the world, he would often say no one understands him, and he is all alone. He turned on his best friends of several years because he was paranoid they were racists or had bad morals (they were all pleasant and nice people who enjoy edgy humor from time to time). There was no more middle ground for anything, you either loved something fully, or hated it fully. Somewhere down the line he actually got his account banned on Instagram for the craziest reason. He couldn’t stop or control himself from having heated arguments with random strangers in comments sections, of almost any video of any topic. He would insult people there constantly.
Here is another big mistake I made.I allowed him to live with me, and we moved in together. At this point we had been dating for a year. Before this I lived on my own and didn’t want to renew my lease, and he was living with his dad who was abusive and financially took advantage of him. At the time I was convinced that this bad behavior would go away if he could get away from his dad and his toxic household. Well the toxicity only followed. That summer we went to another weekend festival and he revealed to me when we got there he had purchased N and brought it. I was so conflicted as I myself had missed it quite a lot, and I had to deny myself my healthy regulated usage of it in order to not trigger him. I caved again and said we could do it only for this weekend. You may not at all be surprised to learn it didn’t end that way.
After the festival everything truly fell apart. He continued to buy tanks of N and do them behind my back constantly. He would say he was just going to his car to talk to his friends, or his mom, and be gone for hours. Because he was totally abusing me and I had no idea because I was under his spell of manipulation, I had no recourse. Any comment of mine asking why he was gone for so long, why can’t he just talk to his friends inside our apartment, I’ll go in the other room for privacy, was only met with complete indifference. These questions only pissed him off. He would say it’s because I was so exhausting and demanding he needed a break from me. When I would call him when he’s on one of these “excursions,” he would every so often mute the call while I was talking or in a silent moment. I eventually realized he was hitting the tank every time he muted himself. When I finally called him out on this he gaslit me and told me he just does this all the time because he coughs and clears his throat, fyi he had never done this before in our relationship. Because I had no recourse I just had to agree and move on. And because his mind was deteriorating more and more each day he would go on to make randomly muting himself in calls as a common, thing so as to keep up the facade he told me. Actual crazy behavior.
He even started doing K again, he would clearly be f-ed out of his mind by both K and N, and stumble around our apartment with crazy red bulging eyes and again and again tell me he was just drunk. Around this time is when he finally divulges to me not only had he been abusing K for the 1.5 years before he met me, he had also been abusing N for 1.5 years before he met me. And it wasn’t actually the case that he only “began” to become addicted to N when we started dating and doing it together. This really started to put a lot into perspective for me, and it made sense how he had almost paralyzed himself over this, now at this current time 3+ year addiction to these substances, and it made me realize how psychologically and cognitively he was failing based on changes in his personality. You also have to understand he explained to me before he met me, he was doing 1.5-2 grams of K or more and N, EVERYDAY.
And still at this time the name calling, insults and manipulation continued. He of course was no longer experiencing any true “high” from the N anymore, it would just simply dull his senses. It was like a stereotypical violent alcoholic husband comes home from the bar and berates his wife, kind of situation, except with N. And I became obsessed with figuring out how to get him to stop and go back to the loving person I remembered meeting and loving. I began to do very toxic things, going through his backpack, going through his car, and constantly always finding tanks and balloons and all kinds of paraphilia everywhere. I would find tanks in our recycling bin, like he actually thought I wouldn’t notice. I would come home late from being with friends and catch him passed out on the couch with an empty tank in his hand. He couldn't be left alone anymore. If he wasn’t with me, 100% of the time he was sitting in his car doing N. At this point in time there was no forgiveness, I was completely broken. I would yell and scream at him or wake him up and demand he stop and choose me or the drugs, all terrible things to be doing. I know that.
Eventually it got so bad I felt I had no other recourse other than to call and inform his mother of his behavior and what he had been doing all this time. Me doing this is probably what saved his life, as there was never anyway I was going to get through to him myself. But it did not save his mental health. Even having his mother involved didn’t stop any of it. He still went out and bought it behind my back like nothing happened. Another painful painful aspect of how his personality had changed is he would constantly have crazy back and forth mood swings, one minute showing me the sweet man I had fallen in love with, thanking me and praising me for having stepped in and put a stop to this, the next minute he hated me and I was the worst thing in his life and I could never tell what was even real anymore.
But did I leave, oh no, that would have been the smart thing to do.Instead at the time I was seeing a therapist who also specializes in couples therapy. I get us started with counseling and during our second session he gets called out by my therapist and yells and screams and berates her, it was actually insane. That is when things really ended between us. He moved out and moved into his moms apartment 30 minutes away that night. Even though the breakup was traumatizing and painful I still had hope that even if he isn’t with me, now he will receive help from his mother. Well, she didn’t place him in any special drug counselor program or rehab, she just severely cut off his finances so that he could pay off his debts, which she had bought back from several banks so it would not gain more and more interest. I do believe now his debt may be somewhere in the $10,000-$20,000 range. So now he, as an almost 30 year old man, needs to ask his mother in order to buy or purchase anything. Somehow, despite all of this I would learn he was continuing to do N and K.
Amazingly, we still tried briefly to even make our relationship work after he moved out. At this point he has mastered the art of manipulation and being fake, and convinced me he was getting better, he had even started to look better too, but he was still up to his old BS. He came over to the apartment once for us to have a mini date. Because he went on and on about how he was getting more and more into walks he said he was going to take a quick stroll around the block to get some fresh air. Well a quick stroll turns into 30 minutes, and I start to notice his car is gone from our street. I call him and he says now he is sitting in his car talking to his mom, I tell him I don’t see his car and it’s been a long time, he clearly had left to buy N. He becomes irate and claims he simply moved his car down the block for “reasons” and I was in the wrong for being accusatory and not trusting him. P.S. I went down the block and he just was not there. This guy is either absolutely crazy or thinks I’m some kind of imbecile, or both. It basically ended from there.
We tried to be civil, but he cannot control himself from completely going ballistic on me anymore, or his mother. And it is so painful when he is remorseful and doesn’t remember all the things he said to me. At this point I have had to realize I am basically talking to and trying to reason with a mentally disabled person. The fun loving, easy going, creative, altruistic, thoughtful, smart and attentive man I met doesn’t exist anymore, and I don’t think he will ever come back. All that remains is the shell of a confused and angry person.
Some small things to address, how it came to be that he abused these drugs all the time before he met me is because his best friend was a drug dealer and in the beginning would give him all of these things for free. Once he was hooked and doing it everyday it seemed he would stop at no end to spend money and buy them. Yes K was definitely a contributor into his mild psychosis but I still think it would have happened even from the N abuse alone, based on research I’ve been doing lately. And yes I have to admit I think he had bad and malignant psychological traits before abusing drugs, and doing that made it all worse.
So that is the story of how I watched this man ruin his life, and scare away maybe the only person who could withstand experiencing all of his BS and still wanted to love and help him. There are SO MANY things I too should have done differently. There is also an age gap between us of 3 years, so I naively thought he had a better handle on his life than he really did. I do find it hard to understand how people can be so addicted at times, but in the end like my ex, everyone is trying to chase some kind of feeling or experience that came with it, rather than the drug itself.
Thank you for reading if you made it to the end.
TLDR: Two years ago I started dating a guy who wasn’t honest with me about his 1.5 years of Nitrous abuse before we started dating. He was a sweet and honest and caring man when I met him. Sadly most of our relationship was spent on doing lots of Nitrous together. He eventually developed health problems like a vitamin B deficiency and even almost got paralysis and permanent nerve damage, which was hard for me to watch and witness. His health issues didn’t deter him away from Nitrous and he was constantly buying tanks and doing it behind my back. The more he abused Nitrous the more abusive towards me he became as a person. Our relationship crumbled and not even getting his mom involved helped. He was also clearly experiencing psychosis and mental deterioration. We broke up because he yelled and screamed at my therapist and he had to move in with his mom. Moving in with his mom didn’t stop his addiction even though she cut off his finances.
Even when we tried to make the relationship work he still abused it anyway. I would now consider him a mentally disabled person and I don’t recognize who he even is anymore after 3+ years of abusing Nitrous almost everyday. Please use Nitrous responsibly or don't at all.

Sorry in advance, I am a certified blabber.
The man I live with, (there is quite an age gap between us and he has children), has had fowl before with his ex-wife and suggested that we get some, I agreed because I love animals and it is something new. I have been the one mainly caring for them, checking on them every morning and night, changing feed and water, getting them toys to keep them from getting bored, etc. I have no problem with, but I feel like it is different when it turns into medically caring for the birds.
I have spent days on end caring for chicks that gotten injured, one I had to mash up food and water to manually dip the beak in and hold her head back so it was easier to swallow. I’m an animal lover (clearly) and it takes a toll on me everytime to find one of the animals that I am supposed to be caring for injured. I tried to bring it up to him, but he responds to me with when he had birds he never went through this and that he is not too sure how to treat the injury either. So, that in itself is off-putting to me because the only reason why I would have even thought about agreeing to the birds is because I figured since he had owned them before that he would be able to give guidance when needed, which is not so.
On top of that, I saw a video of an egg stand that was adorable that I thought would have been a great idea with all of the excess eggs we will have. That’s when he decided to tell me that he was planning on having his kids sell them on the side of the street. They split up the money with him and whatever he gets from it will go back towards the chickens.
They aren’t my chickens, I haven’t put any money into it, it’s not on my property. I KNOW I have no right to feel like I should get any type of share from what is made from the eggs, but I do. I feel like I should be compensated for the WORK I put into them.
That’s another area where I believe I am just being entitled, I said in the first paragraph that he has kids so he wants to involve his children with the chickens and he wants to give them ‘entrepreneur’ type experiences. I also stated there was quite an age gap and believe that since I am not a parent or older that could be why I feel the way I do.
It probably wouldn’t be so bad if he had brought that idea up to me beforehand. I’m irritated it was said so matter of factly to the person who does 90% of the work.
Anyways that’ll all. Typing it out made me realize there was a bit more to it than just the eggs. Any insight from a different point of view would be greatly appreciated.

Hey! I’m 18 and I’ve only skated on and off since I was 10 but every time I’ve stopped it was cause I couldn’t learn to do an ollie, ik ik lack of perseverance, but I’m determined to learn this summer.
Anyway, I’ve watched countless videos, practiced my pop slides on grass, concrete, (in the garage hitting my dads car…) anyway no matter how many times I do it it seems as if when I put it into action it doesn’t work.
Here’s some of my problems:
1) The board loves to go backwards
2) I have no confidence in jumping (do I even jump?? I get confused on that part, after I pop the board do I jump or just bring my leg up and if it’s the second one how do you just bring your leg up?? My body cannot seem to do that)
3) Its honestly embarrassing to practice outside, how do you get over that?
4) I can never seem to get any height, not sure if it’s my shoes (though probably a technique thing)
ANYWAY, I’d love love some advice (especially with confidence), please help :) tysm in advance!

Hello everyone,
First, I'll share some physical information with you. I'm 30 years old, 1.88m tall, and currently weigh 92.25kg.
Today, I've started my RAD-140 + MK-677 cycle. I plan to do this for 8 weeks. RAD-140 every day 25mg and MK-677 20mg for 5 days on and 2 days off. I'm curious to see what it will bring. I've done quite a bit of research, and Ryan Russo's video intrigued me the most, despite hearing and reading that it gives a huge hunger feeling. I'm currently on a cut and have been eating around 2200 calories per day for the past week. I train 4 times a week, focusing on legs twice and upper body twice. Additionally, I walk 10k steps every day.
More info coming soon...