Good things to say when hacking someones facebook

For reference, I'm only 18, and by loneliness I mean, I'm craving connection, both platonically and romantically. I'm just not used to this feeling. I have never felt loneliness before. I've always been quiet and reserved, with few friends at school, and generally I've always been happy that way. And whilst I still enjoy my autonomy, I've literally been crying almost every night out of loneliness. I really hate it and I just need to vent, I guess.
I'm confused by it. Confused because, I'm comfortable in being alone and I'm genuinely disinterested; I don't actively chase after or talk to acquaintances in order to hang out with them or get closer to them. I don't want them as my friends and I don't want to talk to them. Because I don't feel connected when I speak to them.
When I meet people and talk to them, I don't feel any desire to continue talking or the faintest of a connection. I feel like most people are shallow to me. And sometimes I fear that maybe that makes me the problem; am I just being pretentious? I have two people I'm really good friends with, one of which I hardly get to speak to or see anyways, but I'm grateful for them nonetheless. And so this makes me think I'm not the problem, because I've maintained long-term, healthy friendships with them.
I'm also extremely disinterested in boys my age. I don't "put myself out there" for them. I've never done anything romantically with them. In fact, I don't even want to. I watch and listen to guys, and even some men who are supposed to be mature relative to their age (I'm talking men who are in their 20s, 30s, 40s+), and I just feel disappointment. Like most of them are also incredibly, and terrifyingly, shallow. Disrespectful and ignorant. Oppressive. Disloyal and fickle. And I'm the kind of person who won't let a guy come near me unless he truly and clearly cares about/loves me. Why should I give my heart and my body to someone who doesn't deserve it?
And yet I'm craving affection and love so deeply. But I don't see myself ever experimenting or giving chances any time soon. Maybe not for years. I feel like I've fallen into an involuntary state of crippling cynicism sometimes. I'm both desperate and terrified for affection.
I know I'm still really young. But the feeling of loneliness is still very much there. And it's probably the one thing in my life that actually manages to make me feel shitty at the moment. I've been depressed multiple times before for alternate reasons, and I healed my mental health by changing my thought processes. I've been doing good for a while now. I'm content with my life in almost every other aspect at this moment in time. But now this has popped up, and it's persistent. I don't really know what to do about it.
Thanks for reading the vent. Any advice is welcome 🙃

I think my mom might have schizophrenia So, I’ve realized I have delusions and I’m not really sure how to explain it. I definitely don’t see it in the moment but looking back months or years later I’ll say, “Damn. That was some nonsense.” I remember how I was completely convinced that what I was obsessed with was real beyond a doubt, and how it wasn’t just a belief but like the most important thing to me. I’d get so obsessed it would take over everything in my life.
This happens a lot too, but I’ll think or know I did something, only to check why someone hasn’t responded and see I never sent the message. Even if I remember doing it, there’s evidence that I didn’t. I was diagnosed with DID, OCD, CPTSD, and depression. I’m starting to think DID and depression might not be true. I only have bouts of real depression every so often now, and it’s almost always for a pretty solid reason, like when my brother died or when I broke up with the love of my life. But when it happens I’ll just go numb and stop functioning.
I’ve also had what someone described to me as “word salad,” where what I said or typed out was nonsense. When I looked back at the message I sent, I couldn’t figure out what I’d been trying to say, either. And for did, sometimes I don’t switch for a long time and then I almost forget I have did. But then I think, no. My alters definitely exist as souls living in my body. That’s real. But then someone said it sounds more like delusion than actual DID.
But onto my mother. She’s always been very religious but over the years has become scary religious. Like, “I’m sinless because I have no belly button,” “I can hear God’s voice, he gave me a spiritual gift,” “I can speak in tongues,” and the classic her saying she saw visions of angels. She also became badly addicted to prescription pain killers and started hallucinating. There was an incident in a restaurant a few years ago where she thought a bug was in her food and she “stabbed it” with her fork.
Then she lifted the fork and waved it around and yelled for the waiter in anger. It was pretty awful, she made a huge scene and couldn’t be calmed down. Another time she hallucinated worms crawling all over her floor and made me “clean them up.” Then she yelled at me for kneeling bc the worms would burrow into my knees. She thought she had parasites in her brain too. Sometimes she’s convinced that I did something bad, or meant something that I didn’t, like she sees interactions that aren’t there or interprets words/actions as attacks. She can’t be convinced she’s wrong, ever. Even with clear evidence.
So, all of that to say, I asked on my dad’s side of the family and apparently they have a lot of serious mental illness on that side too. And what I’m worried about is that I might be in the beginning stages of schizophrenia. I’ve hallucinated before, a few different times. I experienced severe child abuse for a good portion of my childhood, I had a psychotic episode after a Frankenstein of a psychiatrist put me on 6 different psych meds, I had childhood epilepsy, and I know I’ve had delusions. My current therapist is great, but she’s more of a spiritual/natural remedy type person. When I told her about the hallucinations or when we switch the body/dissociate, she almost always tells me it’s from lack of sleep.
TL;DR: My mom shows signs of schizophrenia and I worry I might be at the beginning stages. I think DID was a misdiagnosis and maybe my ‘alters,’ as real as switching and they feel, might be delusions. Their voices might be hallucinations. I’m not sure. I just want to talk about it, really. I’m very isolated. My mom thinks I’m bad and that I deserved getting beaten but I didn’t do anything bad this time and I was legally protesting, they enjoyed hurting us and I can’t talk to anyone about it bc my mom thinks I was bad and deserved it but I’m not bad and I didn’t do anything bad this time to deserve the beating, I feel like I’m screaming at a wall. Maybe I’m just having delusions again, she said the guy didn’t try to attack us but I keep rewatching the video to confirm it’s real and it is, he did try to kill us but she says we’re lying and deserved getting beaten. It wasn’t that bad but it scared me, I wasn’t beat up that bad I just got my eye injured so it could’ve been worsd but I have no one and my mom hates me, I don’t know how to convince her I wasn’t bad this time bc I showed her all the evidence but she still thinks I deserved it. My professors said they agree with me and said it’s not okay that I’m still injured and that I didn’t deserve it but I feel torn, what if I was hallucinating and didn’t actually experience what I thought I did and I actually did deserve getting beaten by police and then attacked by that guy who tried to kill us?

I don’t like using dating apps because they all seem uncomfortable to me. I’ve failed at using them and I’ve also failed at attempting to approach dating in real life. Part of the reason why I failed so much is because I never been in a relationship in all my life. I’ve also lacked real life friends. I always get stuck talking to people who don’t match my personality or interest and ghost me when I tell them more about myself. That’s probably why I don’t open up more to people. I’m afraid of the outcome. I’m not perfect and unfortunately people strive for perfection. I’ve always put in the effort and truly want to experience loving someone. I’ve always wanted to experience the silly moments. I’ve always wanted to enjoy company with someone where I can put overthinking aside. I’m someone who enjoys moments of quiet without expecting someone to talk to me. I believe being comfortable is key to having good communication. I know saying all of this is meaningless for some because preferences is key but that’s just how I’ve been thinking lately. I will treat this like my journal.
My life a years ago while suffering through depression and anxiety affected me greatly. I’ve been dealing with negative energy which caused me to be unestablished with life with no type of motivational goals. I was extremely over weight laying in bed all day doing nothing but playing games. My family had put a lot of their problems on me and I was usually the scapegoat for their narcissistic traits. Regardless, I am still grateful because my life could have been worse.
My life now changed a lot. Currently I’m finishing up my first year in college studying for a technology degree. I’ve always wanted to experience college and I also wanted to have a good future with a degree that can open up multiple opportunities for me. I’ve also lost a significant amount of weight. I don’t have the “ideal” body that most look for but I’ve been feeling better for myself recently which is all I need. Self care plays a major role in changing my wellbeing. I picked up some new hobbies a long the way. Ive been fascinated with aquariums and aquascaping. I’ve been in love with nature and everything to do with it. I’ve also started watching more shows and movies.
If you’ve reached the end, I appreciate you giving the time to even read this. I don’t like sharing my name randomly but you can call me Ken for now. I’m willing to show my picture so don’t be afraid to ask. My height is 5’9, I’m a black American with a light skin complexion. I wear glasses, I don’t have any tattoos, I don’t have any piercings, I don’t smoke or do drugs, I drink on special occasions but would be nice to finally have someone to casually drink with, I normally dress presentable, I smile a lot and tend to be silly, I don’t mind any humor. I lean more to be extremely introverted which gave me my shy and awkward traits, I am respectful and treat people how I want to be treated. I love to game, watch streams, watch YouTube, watch anime and read manga. When I’m not too focused on college I tend to do them more. I don’t mind going out which is something I would love to get more comfortable with. I’m always willing to try new hobbies.
All that I can ask from you is to be patient with me. Most importantly, JUST BE YOU. Besides interest being the most important thing when it comes to connecting, I would appreciate someone closer to me in NYC or train distance. I will consider other distance if the connection is right. I tend to stick to one person than multiple people at one time. I want to be able to understand you how you would understand me. So please, to avoid certain spams, can you tell me about yourself just like how I did in this post of mine. Thank you.

Well, for some context, I'm Catholic, technically I was never muslim, I almost converted, but the reason for stopping was more theological than the other flaws Well, in the meantime I remembered this challenge, I never took it seriously even when I was about to convert (I was already praying Isha but still going to church), but well, every time I see them mention this they always say quite subjective things
Sometimes they give evidence that is quite absurd, I mean, one of their best arguments is ''why didn't the pagans try to create an surah better than the Quran and debunk all the religion instead of battling them?''
Since they had already destroyed their houses, raped their women, destroyed their religion, etc. It seems to me that they simply took that as absurd and knew that whatever they brought they would subjectively reject, since this book itself, as I know, is a linguistic hell
I don't know the original Arabic but in any translation it gives me a headache to see how it is ordered and recited; even during my ''conversion''
Anyways, I found some criteria in the internet, If someone comes with new criteria, I will add to the list until the desired final text can be put together, or until they stop presenting this argument at least
1.- Something new that didn't resemble another texts
2.- ''Beatiful'', ''eloquent'' and ''can be understood by everyone''
3.- Create an new system, supposedly Quran create an new literature system that isn't poetry or prose
4.- create new lexicon, expressions and grammars that can still be understand if you read for first time without explanation; also give an new meaning to old words, and do this with one third of the words at least
5.- double meanings or things that i can only describe as text mysticism
6.- preservation and correct recitation
7.- something with theological and/or moral value
Most of these things don't apply to the Quran, but anyways...

So I'm a games, and I treat majority of my gaming stuff like it's a child.
I have a ps3, ps4, and ps5, along with another console and gaming devices.
I stopped playing ps3 because someone sold or threw away all my games without my knowledge until it was to late.
I stop playing ps4 when it had reached the end of its life span.
That's when I got a ps5.
I've had it for awhile now and haven't had bad issues with the ps4 its self but more so the controllers.
Each controllers I've had has hand multiple problems and needed to be fixed, when I'm ask if I dropped them I say no because I haven't, but I tell them I press the buttons and joystick hard(the only 1 that I have actual dropped is the magenta one)
My first controller was a white one, the joystick refused to work after only a few weeks of use so it just put it away and grabbed my other one.
The next one was blue and refused to work unless connected to the playstation via USB regardless of how long I charged it
The next one was a magentaish one, this one work quite well with minimum issues beside the triangle and square and arrows not wanting to work sometimes it was a easy fix, until r3 slowly stopped working and now hasn't worked all together, I gave it to my brother to fix and he can't find what's wrong.
So my brother gave me his extra controller and I treated that thing like it was a child, I've had it for a couple weeks due to there still being no fix on my controller.
I've used it constantly, for probably almost ten hours daily, for almost a month.
Now it's suddenly having severe drift issues and I've tried to fix it but to no avail.
My brother will inevitably blame me for it, because it's been with me.
I've done a bit of research recently and found out that ps5 controller are kinda fragile and apparently I was to dumb to notice anything about it.
It might have to do with my play style and how much I play with it or simply bad luck.
I don't know what to do.

How It Ended
by Ethan O’Driscoll
A thrilling Post apocalypse story
Intro
HRV-1
22 July 2024
Dr Olivia Warren Head of Biotech NARU
This is my latest report on the HRV-1 Virus we were instructed to design by the Russian Government.
The HRV-1 is an incredibly viral and infectious Retrovirus similar to HIV. Changes have been make on a genetic level to provide the request modes of transmission and symptoms.
Those symptoms are:

• Profuse bleeding from the mouth, eyes, lips, gums and pores of the skin
• Confusion
• Coma
• Total organ failure leading to death
• Reanimation after death and post-mortem hypo-aggression

This all included in a highly infectious package
The infection vectors are:

• bodily fluids
• contaminated area
• ANYTHING that has come in contact with infected bodily fluids
• airborne droplets

This is by far the most dangerous diseases we’ve ever designed. I pray to god the Russians only want it as a means of deterrent because if they use it I have no doubt it will end the world. The first sample should be ready to ship next week.
Chapter 1
The Outbreak
1 January 2025
Dr Olivia Warren Head of Biotech NARU
I can’t believe the bastards used it. The first cases came in from Kiev in December from there it spread like a wild fire through Europe the death toll now sits at 65 millions. The hordes rampage through city after city by the millions. There is no way to stop this. What have I done.
NATO forces have established a quarantine of Europe but I can’t help but feel like its too little too late. My estimate is that all infected nations in Europe will be consumed within the next month or two. The Corporation has started the construction of a company safe haven for us higher ups. All we can do is hope the construction is complete before this thing breaks quarantine.
15 February 2025
Dr Olivia Warren
The world is ending. Europe is gone. The quarantine is broken. We’ve got cases in Asia, South America, Here at home in the US, Australia and Africa nowhere is safe. I did this.
Infection number right now:

• Africa 100 Million
• Europe 890 Million
• Asia 250 Million
• North America 250 Thousand
• South America 120 Million
• Australia 24 Million

There is no hope
The safe zone is complete at least we are planning on moving all operations and personal within the week. I don’t know how I’m going to live with myself. Dixie is my only saving grace and at least she’ll be safe. I pray for the soul of all those my creation has killed.
20 March 2025
Dr Olivia Warren
Dixie is at the Safe zone.
I can’t live with myself any more. 4 billion people dead
Chapter 2
A New World
My name is Dixie Warren. Daughter of Dr Olivia Warren. Not that I’ve seen her in 15 years. I remember like it was yesterday. She told me to get on that NARU helicopter that she’d meet me at the safe zone. Those were the last words she ever said to me. I was 8 when the world ended.
Its been 15 years since the Outbreak. There isn’t really anything left of the old world. NARU still exists and turns out they created the virus and my mom was the head of the department that did it. They sold it to the Russians hoping they wouldn’t use it but they did.
It was specifically designed to spread and destroy as fast as possible and it did. I left the safe zone 2 years ago after I learned this information. Now I just spend my time wandering from town to town. My training on the NARU security team helps. At least I know all the best places to shoot a Freaker. That's what we call the infected and for good reason. Most of the time you’ll find them wondering around in groups of 5 to 10 if the group gets too big they turn on each other and form a pile of bodies devouring each other. They moan and scream to communicate and once they see you they will hunt you till you kill every last on of them or you get far enough away. They can run and are abnormally strong if there bodies aren’t damaged they’re a bitch to kill but I’m pretty good at it.
Right now I’m outside Richmond I’ve been stuck here for a week waiting for a large horde to move through. I’m hoping to hunt some of the stragglers and re-up on some supplies. A big horde like this usually leave a few hundred behind. My new AR has been waiting for some fun, I’ve got a new red dot and laser so I should be able to pop headshot after headshot but for now I should go find something to eat.
I’ve made it to a small department store outside the town. It looks like the horde is almost gone. Tons of freaks roaming around though. I can hear a few in the store. I’m going to try getting in through the back and take them out.
Made it back home and wow that store was a gold mine. I got food, water, bullets and even some whiskey. I’m going to enjoy the night then its time to hunt some stragglers. Then I’m thinking of going further south maybe New Orleans heard there might be a small settlement out there from another traveller, might be able to get another courier job or at least I’ll be able to stock up on supplies properly after all these years there isn’t much left in the cities to scavenge.
I better get some rest got a long day of freak killing and walking tomorrow.
Chapter 3
The Road to Home
I left Richmond yesterday. It’s a long road to New Orleans I wished I lived in the days when cars worked. NARU are the only people with working vehicles left and they aren’t exactly the sharing type. Its so lonely out here its been weeks since I last saw another living person the only things you see out here in the ruins are freaks by the hundreds. Its hard to believe the whole world was reduced to nothing by something my mom created. I remember her being the kindest most caring person in the world to think that she could create something so destructive is unbelievable. I’ve still got a long way to go the first city I should have to go through is Raleigh.
I’ve been walking for about a day and I can see the ruins from here. Its always so surreal to see the cities now, so desolate so empty. I remember growing up in Seattle, the city lights, the noise it was always so alive and busy. Now they’re all empty husks or mostly empty at least can’t forget about the freaks. Must’ve killed a thousand of them on my way here almost got bitten when one jumped me under an overpass about 10 miles back. Luckily my machete seems to be as good as ever at cutting up freaks. I should make it to Raleigh within the day.
Made it to Raleigh and its a mess, thousands of freaks I could hear the moaning and screaming from a mile away. I’m going to try finding my way around the city no point in trying to fight my way through a wall of freaks.
Heard crying coming from a house I walked past I decided to check it out and I found a young boy name Richie hiding in a bathroom with what looked like his infected parents trying to break the door down. I took both of them down with a clean headshot. The look on his face when he saw them dead breaks my heart. He says they’ve been hiding out in this house for a month or two after there homestead was overrun by freaks. Its a sad story but it gives me hope that people are at least trying to survive and rebuilt. He’s only 16 yet he’s seen so much and has nowhere else to go so I asked him if he wanted to stick with me and he was elated so I guess I’ve got a sidekick now. I’m not complaining should make the long lonely road more interesting. He’s got no combat experience but he can shoot a pistol so I gave him one of my backups at least I always carry extra. We’ve decided to hunker down for the night and do some scavenging before we leave for Charlotte tomorrow. I’ll be nice to have company for once I’ve been alone for so long.
I woke up to a gunshot and Richie screaming in the other room. When I got there I found Richie pale as snow and a little girl that was clearly infected shot lying on the floor. When I asked Richie who it was he replied in a cold distant voice “My little sister”. It was a heart breaking moment in less than 24 hours Richie had lost everyone. That was a feeling I knew too well my mom was all I had my dad died when I was really young and all I knew after the Outbreak before I left the safe haven was NARU but that wasn’t the best place to build personal connections just a bunch of science types that destroyed the world. Not exactly the most social lot and the security forces were just a bunch of military types that didn’t like the fact that as a teenager I was doing better than them in every metric except raw physical strength but even in that I was better than a lot of them. It’s almost time for us to get going I should pack up and make sure Richie’s okay.
We decided to stop by the old gun store on our way out of Raleigh. Richie mentioned seeing it when him and his dad went out to scavenge one time. He says it looked all locked up meaning there’s a good chance that there might still be something left to take. When we arrived there Richie was right it was locked tight it looked like there might be a way in from the roof so we decided to climb up when I got up there I was jumped by a freak that was just waiting but this one was different smarter in a way it heard me climbing up but instead of screaming and jumping off to get me it decided to hide and wait. In my years of freak killing I’ve never seen one that waits and ambushes. I hope this isn’t a sign that the infected are getting smarter. Anyway Richie popped it in the head and we got in to the gun store and what a find it was. I managed to get a brand new Glock 9 with a torch attachment and extended mag to replace the pistol I gave Richie. Speaking of Richie he decided on a 12 gauge pump with a tube extension and a AR-15 with a suppressor, extended mag and front grip. We also found enough ammo to keep us stocked even if we have to shoot our way to Charlotte now that we’re locked and loaded its time to leave this shit hole and start walking to the next shit hole at least for once I won’t be alone.
Chapter 4
The Road to Charlotte
We’d been walking for 60 miles before we were jumped by a gang of thugs. I caught a round to the leg before I knew what was happening Richie was more awake than me and managed to put a round through the bastards chest before his friends jumped out from behind two cars in front of us we managed to take cover behind a ruined car and we returned fire. I could see the thugs had no skill they just fired randomly in our direction while we were in cover I waited till they had to reload and tossed a molotov at one of them burning the bastard to a crisp. Richie rushed the other and unloaded some buckshot into his head. My leg hurts like a bitch. Richie bandaged it up for me he’s really starting to get used to life on the road. Looking at our map it looks like there is a gas station about 10 miles away so I guess I’ll limp my way there so we can hunker down while me leg heals. I still can’t believe I let the bastard catch me lacking but it won’t happen again
We made it too the gas station. The place looks almost perfectly preserved except the group of freaks that were shuffling around outside nothing that we couldn’t deal with. There is a lot of food and water here and we should be safe here while my leg heals. I hope we don’t run into any more problems till then. I trust Richie but he’s still learning and I’m not sure he’d be able to deal with any major problem on his own.
Its been 4 weeks since I took that shot to my leg and I’m feeling a lot better. Richie managed to find some painkiller so he was able to get the round out and everything healed nicely. He really is an amazing guy young and naive but he really is a good person. I don’t know how I did it without him for so long. It nice not being alone any more. I think I’m ready to get moving again we have about another 100 miles left to go before we get to Charlotte so we better get moving.
We’re about 20 miles from Charlotte, the roads been peaceful we ran into a group of survivors living on a pretty well fortified farm about 25 miles back. They were having issues with some freaks hanging around their water pumping station so we dealt with them for them in exchange for some antibiotics to help with an infection Richie got in his leg where he cut himself jumping a fence while a freak chased him before I could dome it. Only god knows how I didn’t get an infection in my leg after getting shot but he did from cutting himself on a rusty fence guess I’m just lucky. After helping them back we continued on our way. Nothing else interesting happened and Richie is looking a lot better and his cut is basically healed. We should get to Charlotte within the day but I want to stop on a hill on the Outskirts to set up base and get a look at the situation in the city because the farmers mentioned that a horde had passed through recently and they usually get held up in cities they should have moved on by now but better safe than sorry
Chapter 5
Charlotte
We made it to the hill outside Charlotte and the place is infested millions of freaks. I’ve never seen so many of them in one place and I think I know why. In the middle of the city is an old NARU emergency treatment centre. A place where all of the cities first infected were sent. A good plan till there were to many of them and quarantine was broken then all it was was a collection of infected right in the middle of the city which lead to the whole thing being infected much faster. I’m guessing this caused most of the freaks to pile and the smell was attracting more. Oh I forgot to mention the smell imagine a pile of thousands of rotting corpses that’s the smell I’m talking about. There’s no chance we’ll be able to get through the city but I need to get to that NARU site. There might be some old documents or something about my mom I need to find out what happened to her. I’ve spoken to Richie and we both agree that we should try and divert the horde away so we can have time to get to the NARU centre.
Richie has volunteered to draw the hordes attention away while I get to the NARU building. The plan is he triggers an explosion at an old gas station on the other side of town while I get to the building and look for information about the virus and what happened to my mom. All I know is that my mom created the virus while working for NARU. I need to find out what happened to her. I hate putting Richie at risk but it needs to be done.
I just heard the explosion and it works thousands of freaks started moving like a tidal wave of flesh towards the sound I hope Richie is on his way to the meeting place at the abandoned NARU checkpoint on the south side of town but I don’t have time to think about it now I’m almost at the NARU centre I need to be as fast as possible
I made it to the NARU centre and it’s covered in bodies there’s no way I can get in it looks more like a pile of living human corpses than a building I’m guessing the freaks all turned on and consumed each other till they were all stuck and fused together. I’m making my way to the NARU checkpoint I hope Richie is already there and safe.
I made it to the NARU checkpoint and reunited with Richie. He was covered in blood and gore. He had to kill hundreds of freaks to make it here. He says he was almost bitten a few times. I can’t believe I risked his life for nothing. I’ll never do it again. While exploring the place I found this.
20 March 2025
Dr Olivia Warren
Dixie is at the Safe zone.
I can’t live with myself any more. 4 billion people dead
The final communication between my mom and NARU it turns out she couldn’t live with the guilt and decided to kill herself. I can’t blame her I would probably do the same if I was the reason the world ended and killed billions of people but it still breaks my heart. I am happy to know she’s dead and not infected lumbering around somewhere.
Richie is exhausted and so am I were going to take a brake here and continue on to Atlanta tomorrow.
Everything is packed up and we’re ready to go. Last night was rough I kept watch while Richie slept I hate to admit it but I think I’m falling in love with him. I never really had a first love I live for 13 years at NARU but I was the oldest kid there by far by the time any of the boys were close to my age I was already jaded and thinking about leaving so I didn’t pay any attention to them but Richie is different when I found him he was so helpless and lost now he’s strong, confident and he’s so loyal to me. I don’t want to speak to soon by I think he might feel the same way I guess time will tell we still have a long road to walk together. Speaking of walking Atlanta here we come.
Chapter 6
Road to Atlanta
We ran into a group of survivors hiding in a shed on the outskirts of Charlotte on our way home two parents and a little girl they were all bitten and waiting to turn they begged us to put them down before they turned so I did but I think it took a toll on Richie. He’s been almost silent since it must’ve reminded him of his parents and little sister I hope the day never comes that one of us get bitten and the other one has to decide whether or not to do it but if it does I hope Richie has what it takes to put me down if not I hope I get to do it myself before I turn but I shouldn’t be thinking about things like that. Thinking about your own death is a pretty sure-fire way to make it happen.
We ran into a pretty large group of infected must’ve been about 20 of them but all of them behaved the same as the one that jumped me on the roof of the gun store back in Raleigh. I guess that confirms that it wasn’t a once off thing but I still wonder what causes it maybe I’ll find out one day. We took them all down and continued on I hate to admit it but I really enjoy killing freaks call it therapy I guess. Richie is running low on ammo for his 12 gauge. There should be a gun store in about 30 miles so we should be able to restock there. My ammo supplies are also running a bit low only got about a hundred rounds per gun left. I know that sounds like a lot but with all the freaks on the roads it barely enough after Raleigh I had about a 500 per gun. Lets hope we don’t run into any large hordes till we get to the gun store.
We made it to the gun store just to find it controlled by 2 less than friendly guys. They opened fire as soon as they same us. We returned fire and we’re about to enter the store. Richie kicked the door down and I rushed in I let of two shots taking down the one guy the other was a second away from filling me with bullets from his Uzi but luckily Richie put a round through his chest and another through his right eye before he could. Thank god. I don’t know what I would do without him. We’ve decided to rest tonight and continue tomorrow morning.
Dixie: “Hey Richie”
Richie: “Hey Dixie”
Dixie: ”How you feeling buddy”
Richie: ”Oh you know always OK”
Dixie: ”That’s good buddy”
Richie: “Hey Dixie thank you for everything you really are the best thing that ever happened to me”
Dixie: ”Don’t mention it buddy I love you”
We’re almost 20 miles away from Atlanta and I’m not hopeful judging by smell. I’m guessing its going to be a lot worse than Charlotte but we’ll have to wait and see.
We’ve made it to the outskirts of Atlanta and its as bad as I thought there are hundreds of body piles almost the size of buildings. The living freaks move around the city streets like blood through the veins of the body. Some of them are engaged in massive fights with other groups ripping each other apart.
We’re going in tomorrow but for now Richie’s hunting while I scope out the area. I hope he brings some venison anything but rabbit. I’m sick of rabbit meat. When he comes back I want to try and cuddle up to him and see what happens
Richie and I have eaten and we’re getting ready to sleep. I asked Richie if I could sleep in his sleeping bag with him. He looked at me like I was crazy but once I insisted I was serious I could see the joy on his face so we cuddled up for the night and went to sleep
Wow it felt so amazing sleeping in Richie’s arms and today everything feels different but in a good way everything just feels more intimate we had an amazing conversation about life this morning and it feels like our bond is on a whole new level. Its time to go explore Atlanta there should be an old NARU field hospital on the North-side of town but we’ve got a whole city to get through before that.
Chapter 7
Atlanta
Atlanta is a nightmare right now we’re stuck in a pharmacy bunch of freaks trying to get to us. I’m busy wiring up a pipe bomb while Richie holds the door then when I’m done BOOM
Richie Move....
BOOM....
Well that’s one way to deal with freaks. Always hate being covered in gore though. We’re near the city centre now and its as bad as we thought the place is infested with freaks every building, street and alley we’ve been fighting for every mile we’ve been moving basically carving our way through the city leaving streets flooded in blood but its worth it I can see the NARU hospital and it looks like I might be able to get in this time.
We’re Exploring the NARU hospital and its a goldmine I found a bunch of old documentation on the virus and even some reports of small towns keeping quarantine for years after the Fall. There’s also apparently an old supply and weapons depot nearby so were going there next.
Richie has been opening up a lot his little sister was out playing when a freak got her. Her parents couldn’t put her down so she turned and bit them he hid in the bathroom for 2 days before I got there and put then out of the misery. I wish I could understand how he feels because I never had anyone except my mom and I lost her so young so it never really affected me. I love him so much. This would be so difficult without him.
We made it to the NARU supply depot and it basically empty I mean it make sense Atlanta was one of the first city to fall due to vast number of infected that moved in from the nearby NARU detention camp. That was a bright idea locking up a bunch infected in one place and expecting the place to last. So the city fell to chaos pretty quickly and NARU withdrew most likely taking everything with them that or it was looted after the city fell doesn’t matter now its almost night and we should get some rest we’re going to camp on a nearby rooftop.
Sitting on the roof with Richie and a fire I can’t help but feel like life isn’t that bad yeah its not what it used to be but I mean I have food and freedom and someone I love what more could someone want from life. Looking out at the desolate streets full of freaks well except the streets we pushed through I see the death of the old world and the birth of a new one.
I should get to sleep we got a long road to Birmingham tomorrow. Its so warm and cosy pressed up against Richie.
Chapter 8
The Road To Birmingham
On our way out of Atlanta we ran into a huge freak and I mean a huge motherfucker must’ve been at least 10 feet tall and covered in muscle it looked like it was made of at least 5 other freaks. He tossed Richie against a car and knocked him out I managed to chop one of its arms off before it threw me 10 feat in the air and I crashed down on my back and passed out when I woke up Richie was putting round after round in the things chest and it still wouldn’t go down to I ran jumped on its back and used my machete to chop the freaks head off and burnt the body with a molotov just to be sure the thing was dead
Richie was pretty beat up and I’m not going to lie so was I my back hurts like a bitch but we keep on going no matter what because we still have each other. Still I wonder how those freaks got combined into that thing. Maybe that’s why they pile the way they do so they can combine into something bigger I remember something in one of the NARU document mentioning the virus being able to cause “cellular recombination” so I wonder if that’s not maybe what happened and if it is it means things are about to get a lot worse and a lot more dangerous.
We’re about 50 miles always from Birmingham now. The road has been pretty quite only the occasional group of freaks and the group of raiders we ran into outside a gas station awhile back but this time we got the drop on them and not the other way round gave all three of them a new hole in the head Richie was worried that they might be survivors till we found Sandra tied up in the gas station bathroom turns out the bastards grabbed her from her family farm during the night a few days ago and have been taking turns on her over and over since then. We agreed to take her home its the least we could do after everything that happened to her. When we got her home we found the place burnt down and her family butchered outside. I’m guessing after they grabbed her the bastards came back to finish the job. She’s decided to stick with us she’s a lot older than me and Richie. She used to be a nurse before the Outbreak she dealt with some of the first infected until NARU took over the hospitals. When things really started to go bad she moved back to Alabama to her old family farm to live with her parents they managed to set everything up before the Fall and have been living there since well till recently. She’s pretty shook about the whole situation but she should be okay in a day or two. We’ve all lost something in this new world.
We’ve made it to the outskirts of Birmingham and the place is a fortress looks like remnants of the US military and NARU have fortified the place they have watch towers, auto-turrents and armed patrols. Also looks like they have a lot of military hardware. I know better than to approach the main gate NARU has a shoot on site order for all there quarantine zones no reason to assume this place would be any different. Still I have to get a look inside. Tonight while Richie and Sandra set up camp I’m going to look around and see if I can find a way in. I have to know what’s going on here.
I’ve taken a look around and I’ve found a way in through an old sewer pipe running into an old factory from there I should be able to sneak into the city and have a look around maybe they have some new information on the virus or at least I should be able to find some weapons for Sandra
Chapter 9
Birmingham
Richie and Sandra are waiting for me back at camp while I go explore the city. I left most of my kit behind except my Glock and combat knife. I’m not planning on getting into any fights and if I do I want the finished as quickly as possible. I’ve made it to the sewer pipe it should lead me to the sewer grate I saw on the other side of the fence from there I should have free reign over the city as long as I avoid the NARU patrols and don’t draw to much attention to myself.
I’ve made it into the city and it looks like something out of a George Orwell novel. Security cameras on every street, I’ve seen security forces beat a man to death and another group drag a young women kicking and screaming into an abandoned building. I hate to say it but I think life is better outside with the freaks than in here. Can’t say I’m surprised there’s a reason I left the NARU security forces and the safe zone. Lets just say civilian life and happiness has never been on their priority list. I can see a NARU supply depot I should be able to get a uniform and standard load out last I remember NARU doesn’t have a way of removing employees from the database so my security id number should still work.
I was right NARU never changes I just used my id to get a brand new NARU-P-2a NARU's home grown assault rifle basically its everything the AR-15 is but better its literally a gun made for killing freaks and you can feel it. I always wished I stole one when I left but I guess better late than never I also scanned through a few of the latest security reports and it seems like big guys like we fought back in Atlanta are becoming more common as well as a new faster infected with razor sharp claws that hunt and ambush their victims. We haven’t ran into one of those yet and I hope we don’t any time soon. I hope Richie and Sandra are okay, they should be we have no shortage of fire-power but I still worry. I’m going to keep taking a look around and maybe find out how they’ve maintained quarantine for so long
Well I got my answer and its not a good one. The NARU higher ups here basically outlawed being sick. Anyone with any symptoms that might be HRV-1 are immediately executed and burnt without exception I guess that’s one way to maintain quarantine but I can’t help but wonder how many thousands of innocent people have died to maintain it.
I think its about time I get out of here and back to Richie and Sandra.
I made it back to camp. I’m so happy to be back with Richie. He went out hunting and brought back a nice fat wild pig for dinner. Sandra is looking a lot better as well she still has that distant look in her eye but that should go away soon
Next stop Montgomery Alabama.
Chapter 10
The Road to Montgomery
I still can’t get it out of my head. The freaks are changing getting more dangerous, if I understand correctly the longer they are infected the more unstable the virus gets leading to mutations. I hope this doesn’t mean that the longer we survive the harder its going to get but there’s no point in worrying about whether or not the freaks are going to be stronger in the future as long as we make sure we get stronger too it should work out just fine. Richie and I are doing really well our love kinda makes everything a lot easier. Gives us a reason if that makes sense Sandra on the other hand is kinda dead weight if I’m being honest but its not her fault. She’s been through a lot Richie and I do our best to look out for her and take care of her. I just wish she’d start to adjust to life out here she still winches every time we take out a group of freaks or thugs and she’s a bleeding heart. Yesterday as we were going past a little abandoned convenience store we heard a little girl crying when we asked what was wrong she said they were trapped and needed help. It was obviously a trap we could see the store was fortified and the little girl looked too happy for a kid whose parents were stuck and dying but Sandra insisted we go in and help and what do you know the kids parents are perfectly healthy and holding us at gun point luckily I’m pretty quick on the draw and managed to put two rounds through the fathers chest and Richie tackled the mom. I walked up to the big dude and put one through the head to make sure the mom learns her lesson. We agreed to let her and her daughter live as long as the promised to stop robbing travellers. Sandra couldn’t handle the fact that I finished the dad off even though I think that was better than leaving his family to watch him bleed out because there was no way he would have survive I shot him through both of his lungs they would have filled up with blood and he would have chocked to death I did him a favour by putting him down but she didn’t see it that way even threatened to go it on her own until Richie and I told her to go ahead if she really thought it was the best thing for her. She then decided to stick with us
We’re nearly at the outskirts of Montgomery, we just passed the old civil rights monument. The roads been a bit too still I have a bad feeling about what we’re going to find when we get there

So, it pretty much happend what the title says, but for some context: I (25M) had been friends with this guy Iván (27M) for around seven years. We were pretty good friends, pretty close. However, I was also pretty good friends with his then gf, Lana (25F). We all went to the same university, although we studied different careers, and we used to run into each other often. So, what happend is, Ivan cheated on Lana a year and a half ago. Lana was heartbroken, and it seemed really out of character for Iván to do something like this, but it happend, he confessed it to me and I was the one who told her. I wasn't going to hide it from her, she was my friend too. I hate cheaters. My dad cheated on my mom with her sister when I was a kid and pretty much destroyed our lives. My mom was able to pull through, she got married again with an awesome guy and my dad and aunt karma hit them in every way you can think off, but I still hated them and resented them. I got cheated on by my girlfriend of four years when I was twenty two, and Lana was there to comfort me. I just think cheaters are cowards and shitty people that love to hurt other persons, even of they claim to love them, so yeah, I cut off Ivan for good.
I was there for Lana during this time, at first only as a friend, I truly didn't had any other intention. Of course, I always thought she was awesome and really gorgeous, but since he was my friend's girlfriend, I never even allowed myself to think of her this way. For months, I comforted her and helped her to move on. I started to develope feelings for her eventually, but I waited a little bit before telling her. I told her I had feelings for her ten months ago, and even though she was kinda hesitant, she told she would give a chance and see where things could go. So we did, and we have been really in love and happy ever since. I do know Iván had been trying to get Lana to forgive her. She rejected him every time, and ended up blocking him and cut off some of the mutual friends they had.
Recently, Iván found out I'm dating Lana. Of course, he went nuts and told me to go fuck myself, but I just told him that he's an asshole and that Lana and I don't owe him anything. But now some of my friends are telling me that what I did was messed up, and that Iván was really hurt by this because he was still in love with Lana and missed me, and this felt like a betrayal. I replied that I don't give a shit, if he's in pain, is just a consequence of his actions. If he had kept it in his pants, if he hadn't been such an asshole and had some respect for his girlfriend, he might not be in this situation. And he deserves to experience what a betrayal is after what he did, even though it's not.
I don't know, I don't think I'm in the wrong, but I guess I'm just here just to check with neutral opinions. AITA?
Ps: I'm sorry for my english, spanish is my native language and I never actually studied english, just learned it with movies, series and songs.

I (18M) have been meeting this girl (20F) For two weeks. It all started with a common friend telling me to approach her. Things went well, it only took a few days for us to go out on a date and surprisingly we have a LOT of common interests, we kissed and once she was home she sent me a text telling me she's super interested in me. Two days later i asked her out on a second date (Which we had already planned.) Again, things went well, this time we made out, we both said "I like you" and when i asked her what she wanted us to become, she answered with the same question, to which i replied that i'm looking for a relationship. She didn't hesitate to say yes, however it was i who said we needed to get to know each other a lil' bit more. Again, once i got home i received a text from her telling me how much fun she had, thanking me for building legos with her (We visited a lego shop) and telling me she forgot to give me smth, but that she will give it to me when we meet again. I thanked her for her time and apologized for what happened (We were planning to go to an aquarium, however it was too crowded.) To then send her another text telling we could go some other time during the week. At last, she accepted, saying she'd check out the aquarium's website and try to ask for her manager (Our common friend) to give her a day off. Wishing me goodnight and sweet dreams that was her last text since saturday night.
On Monday morning i visited the stand where she works. I knew she wasn't gon be there as she only serves the morning shift on Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Sundays. Anyways, the reason i was there is to ask our common friend (And seemingly cupid) if she told him smth about our date. He said "nothing important", other than her posting romantic stuff on her close friends stories. He said i'm doing good so far, but that i must keep momentum.
Now, we haven't texted since saturday night(Her sending the last text), she told me disinterest it's an absolute "no-go" for her. I really don't wanna make her feel like i don't wanna talk to her. This common friend of ours, told me to not care if disinterest it's a turn off for her, as me, visiting/texting her not so often will make her desperate for me. I really do wanna visit her tomorrow, maybe ask her out on a 3rd date? but again, our friend told me to wait till Thursday and not ask her out until next week.

This morning I was talking to a coworker, he told me about something and then I had a related story to tell, but right after I started he dropped something into this grate and we had to fish it out, so I was interrupted. Then afterward he just acted like I never said anything. And like, I know he knew I was trying to say something. But everyone is either rude and uninterested in anyone but themselves so they don't care, or maybe they just feel awkward IDK. But I've always been the kind of person who says "okay now what were you trying to say?" Anytime that kind of thing happens when someone is talking to me. And that's just one example of many ways that I try to be polite and accommodating and interested in other people. But no one ever gives me the same courtesy. And I'm just like, wow, you're an asshole. Fucking rude. Usually I'll just continue even though it's awkward.. but I get tired of being the only one making any effort. I listen to everyone. I'm nice and courteous and polite to everyone and try to make everyone feel accepted and listened to, and literally no one ever does the same for me and I'm sick of it. What is wrong with normies.

I honestly don't understand the purpose of marriage as a man anymore. What do we honestly get out of marriage. Responsibility? Kids and bills?
I feel like men really don't get anything out of it. Maybe sex for a couple years(when she wants it) if we don't make our wives mad?
Like, where does partnership come in if I'm stuck doing all the work. Working, laundry, raising kids, paying all the bills. In that case I could get a dog nowadays...
Then they can get mad and cuss us out, dog is out, kick us out "OUR" house, and the Government will help them take everything we have.
I honestly don't know what to expect from my wife. What should her "love" look like... cuz this suckss
Addition: my wife is supper independent, she has friends and family that will pretty much give her anything she wants when she wants it.
The only thing she wants to do with me is spend my money and watch movies. I can almost never get her to agree with me on anything. I get treated like a child if I don't live up to her and her friends expectations. She started to spend time with her friends and church folks. I started to feel alone. So I started looking for new friends(some were single friends groups). Then she got worse. Like she didn't shows no empathy. And in my opinion almost never have anything nice or good to say about me.
You have been disrespectful. Name calling, shaming, lying, hit me once. After you went into my phone...
But you want me to pay all the bills and spoil you? WHAT THE HELL!

I think my mom might have schizophrenia So, I’ve realized I have delusions and I’m not really sure how to explain it. I definitely don’t see it in the moment but looking back months or years later I’ll say, “Damn. That was some nonsense.” I remember how I was completely convinced that what I was obsessed with was real beyond a doubt, and how it wasn’t just a belief but like the most important thing to me. I’d get so obsessed it would take over everything in my life.
This happens a lot too, but I’ll think or know I did something, only to check why someone hasn’t responded and see I never sent the message. Even if I remember doing it, there’s evidence that I didn’t. I was diagnosed with DID, OCD, CPTSD, and depression. I’m starting to think DID and depression might not be true. I only have bouts of real depression every so often now, and it’s almost always for a pretty solid reason, like when my brother died or when I broke up with the love of my life. But when it happens I’ll just go numb and stop functioning.
I’ve also had what someone described to me as “word salad,” where what I said or typed out was nonsense. When I looked back at the message I sent, I couldn’t figure out what I’d been trying to say, either. And for did, sometimes I don’t switch for a long time and then I almost forget I have did. But then I think, no. My alters definitely exist as souls living in my body. That’s real. But then someone said it sounds more like delusion than actual DID.
But onto my mother. She’s always been very religious but over the years has become scary religious. Like, “I’m sinless because I have no belly button,” “I can hear God’s voice, he gave me a spiritual gift,” “I can speak in tongues,” and the classic her saying she saw visions of angels. She also became badly addicted to prescription pain killers and started hallucinating. There was an incident in a restaurant a few years ago where she thought a bug was in her food and she “stabbed it” with her fork.
Then she lifted the fork and waved it around and yelled for the waiter in anger. It was pretty awful, she made a huge scene and couldn’t be calmed down. Another time she hallucinated worms crawling all over her floor and made me “clean them up.” Then she yelled at me for kneeling bc the worms would burrow into my knees. She thought she had parasites in her brain too. Sometimes she’s convinced that I did something bad, or meant something that I didn’t, like she sees interactions that aren’t there or interprets words/actions as attacks. She can’t be convinced she’s wrong, ever. Even with clear evidence.
So, all of that to say, I asked on my dad’s side of the family and apparently they have a lot of serious mental illness on that side too. And what I’m worried about is that I might be in the beginning stages of schizophrenia. I’ve hallucinated before, a few different times. I experienced severe child abuse for a good portion of my childhood, I had a psychotic episode after a Frankenstein of a psychiatrist put me on 6 different psych meds, I had childhood epilepsy, and I know I’ve had delusions. My current therapist is great, but she’s more of a spiritual/natural remedy type person. When I told her about the hallucinations or when we switch the body/dissociate, she almost always tells me it’s from lack of sleep.
TL;DR: My mom shows signs of schizophrenia and I worry I might be at the beginning stages. I think DID was a misdiagnosis and maybe my ‘alters,’ as real as switching and they feel, might be delusions. Their voices might be hallucinations. I’m not sure. I just want to talk about it, really. I’m very isolated. My mom thinks I’m bad and that I deserved getting beaten but I didn’t do anything bad this time and I was legally protesting, they enjoyed hurting us and I can’t talk to anyone about it bc my mom thinks I was bad and deserved it but I’m not bad and I didn’t do anything bad this time to deserve the beating, I feel like I’m screaming at a wall

This is an update to a previous post I made that I can’t seem to link. I am a window & Gutters cleaner, whilst full time in my van. I recently offered an opportunity to people in this community to make money anytime in their own time. Now I almost have a 6 weekly window cleaning round that I am trying to push to an 8 weekly, now this involves door knocking and speaking to people to get more customers (it’s has always been this way, I’m 20 years in the trade) I’m now very comfortable with approaching people but I can only do so much whilst keeping my business going. So we offer you the full amount of any first clean carried out to whoever provides us the work, now I’m not surprised that this spooks a lot of people entering properties and speaking to householders, but this form of work I’m offering was mentioned alongside the likes of a Ponzi schemes. I’ll be honest now, the only catch in this form of what some would call “sales” is that you have to be HARD mentally, confident, consistent, positive and this comes and goes.. me and my co worker like to call it our “mojo”. Sometimes one of us hasn’t got our mojo but we keep going and we always guarantee to pick up the work, despite how we are feeling. So anyway for the ones who said this form of work isn’t “lucrative” for my fellow vanlifers, today having dropped my wife and son off at the airport at 2am i arrived into a familiar area in my home on wheels a little late in the morning, so I decided not to go out and clean windows, instead I said this afternoon would be dedicated to canvassing. 12pm - 8pm to be precise me and my coworker went to work, on a whim. So what did the 2 of us pick up? With myself running on 3 hours sleep and zero mojo? So we basically threw a dart at the map at this point and the first stranger we knocked was soon a new customer before we knew it we had a cuppa in both our hands and she had my Boston terrier running around her house
That’s £40 every 8 weeks guaranteed and booked in starting Monday, good start. Old brown mini estate in the drive, wont forget that one!
After some pottering around some lanes less than an hour later, another old MINI! In the drive! What are the chances? Another £60 booked in every 8 weeks starting Monday. Thats now £100 of new work. ( this householder here, very well off, paid for the actual equipment us windows cleaners use and the top of the range gutter vacuum that our cleaning industry use, £1000s in the best equipment and still booked in our 8 weekly service because none of this cleaning business is as straight forward as you think)
Now some more searching, knocking, soliciting went by before we found a chicken farm that employs 30 people. Cut a long story short £55 booked in on an 8 weekly basis, again…starting Monday.
Now at this point my mojo was taking a pounding, the mental barrier was strong on 3 hours sleep, why? Because the previous jobs were booked in by my co worker, he was on fire. What was I running on? About 5 “will let you know” jobs that gives your mojo a good kicking whilst it’s down.
But as always you do get there in the end, I got a bungalow booked in. His wife just recently told him this week that he needs to get a window cleaner but he told me himself “I wasn’t gonna go and find a window cleaner so I just thought I would wait until One comes to me” So what does that tell you? they’re expecting you to knock on the door and I did! £22 on the round booked in , 8 weekly. Monday. ladies and gentlemen!
So here we are four jobs deep into our notepads. My coworker can’t pass a pub so we had a break. But myself with my Mojo in tatters needed some extra reviving so I carried on alone. I took Blue, my Boston terrier with me and carried on knocking doors. (Rejection was definitely happening) so I came across this fabulous new build with Glass balconies galore, I had to try but all I could tell myself is “now this guy has already got a window cleaner”but no before you know it £80 job booked in 8 weekly. Starting when? You got it Monday. So I gave him my YouTube channel just to verify that I’m not just a stranger, but I’m actually very good at my job and take it seriously. Did I forget to mention I have a YouTube channel and TikTok to verify and back me up? I won’t promote it here but DM me if you have any questions.
But we are not finished yet after my coworker had a couple of pints we moved on did a little more but I don’t wanna make this too long so I’ll say we picked up another £15 House and an £18 house and called it a day and I didn’t even mention our fish and chips break.
I concede it was eight hours work, but it was a very chilled out eight hours work that involved a pub break, fish and chips and numerous dog walks. So just having conversations and driving. What does the total bring us to? Going off the top of my head I know the sum was £295 so I have missed £5 somewhere. But there you have it two people without even hardly trying picked up £295 worth of work. For you crazy, wonderful van lifers who are willing to give anything a go… that’s £142.50 each person in the bank. Is that lucrative? For a van lifer I’d say so but I’m out of touch with the real world is that even a wage these days? Anyway could be more not often less in our experience! I didn’t even mention the householders who pulled out the “I will let you know” card or “I’ll ask the other half” because IF they all called me back your looking at £150 again to be added. Lets see if they do
So what do you need to start? A voice, pen and paper.
I’m only saying this because I see many ask “what do you all do for money?”
Well, this is me personally offering you cash in the bank. I can tell you how you could just try it out for an hour a day a week a month it’s up to you. You don’t have to do anything at all. You don’t have to bother but I’m telling you, it’s worth your time to know about this so you can earn money on the road at any time.
I’ve got all the tricks to pick up new customers and I have the lingo and I am an introvert so don’t tell me it can’t be done. You can do it. Anyone can do it
I even pay £10 per gutter clean and they are even easier to pick up.
I totally understand the hesitation. But like I said, you can say what you like…This is a legitimate exchange for time and money. It would only take you one day to find out with nothing to lose. The only thing stopping you from making money this way is your attitude and approach to it and I know it seems I’m on my high horse about this.. but really I would like to help anyone who wants to know more and of course I get something out of it (growing my client base) but I will continue to push you where the money is if you ever need it. Like I said i have a YouTube you could take a look at you could see I’m busy cleaning windows and Gutters satisfying customers all day every day, don’t get much time to talk to people door-to-door but still do it every day no problem. I do it every day no problem just with what little time I have left to do it.
Thanks for taking time to read this. I am just offering you some way to earn cash and if you needed it I would train you and show you and pay you in person for a day a week or a month even I a few DM’s. It’s up to you.. It’s up to you. Simple!
Try me!
Here below is the old post with the nose up neysayers below. They don’t know any better, it’s fine!

I’m looking for some advice. I’m 28 years old in Canada. I currently work as a custodian for a school board making 29$ an hour. After doing my taxes I make almost 60k. But my monthly take home after taxes, pensions, health insurance and union dues is 2600$ a month.
This is not a liveable wage …. And I’m extremely stuck. I have great work life balance but that’s it. My girlfriend is on track to make good money. She has an advanced diploma in engineering and a bachelors degree. Her starting wage is 90k a year. She’s a few years younger than I am. She’s trying to get me to go back to school but I’m extremely conflicted. I can’t leave my current job to go to school full time when I’m already living paycheck to pay heck. After my monthly expenses I quite literally am in the negatives.
Rent is $1000/ month Insurance: 300/ month Car payment: 300/ month Gas: 250/ month Groceries: 300/ month Phone: $100/ month Previous student loans: 100/ month
I was looking at going back to school part time to secure something that I can put to use. But because I never was interested in a trade. I don’t have the pre-requisites to get in. So I’m upgrading my courses this summer to hopefully start in the Fall.
That being said, I’m discouraged. I’ll have to take as many classes as possible while working. And because I refuse to quit my job, OSAP is only funding me 1000$ per year of grants towards my 7k tuition and the rest are loans. . I’m debating on just quitting while I’m ahead. But I know that if I do, then that’s it for me. I have zero credentials to make any career moves. And I’ll be stuck in this position forever, hoping that my union continues to increase my wages every 4 years once things get renegotiaged.
So I’m looking for advice … what do I do? Do I take the loans and hope for the best with school? Even if I do school, there’s zero guarantee that the class schedules will align with my work schedule. So there’s a big chance that even if I start and get through semester 1, then semester 2 I’ll be stuck until they offer me a class that runs before I start work in the afternoon.
My girlfriend told me to quit and focus on school. Get as much done as I can in 4 years then start a more rewarding career that can support us. I think it’s easy for her to suggest because that’s what she did. She quit her corporate job and went to school for 5 years to get ahead. But I can’t quit my job to go to school, take on loans without a job offe secured once I’m finished. She’s gotten an offer after completing co-op. But what if that’s not the case for me? What if after 4 years I get no job then I’m even more behind. And this is what frustrates her because she explains there’s no reward without risk. But I have to support myself at the end of the day.
What do I do? Can someone tell me what I should be doing moving forward.
I’d also like to add that all my friends have established careers. Making 150k a year and buying homes and starting families. I won’t be able to do that if I stay with this job. My gf will be the breadwinner which I’m ok with but she’s not too thrilled.
Oh and last thing to add, in the next 4 years I’ll be making around $34 an hour as per our union agreement. Since it’s a dollar raise each year. I tell my girlfriend to holdout for that but she says by the time we get there the economy will be worse and the increase won’t mean much.

Just want to be clear at the start, this might be intense or draining for some people. I don't want to rope anyone into something they wouldn't want, and I try to respect everyone's boundaries, so that's what the lil warning here is for!
Anyways, hey there! I have been talking with my therapist about friendships more lately, and with their suggestion I am trying to reach out more to find a good, long-term friendship. I suffer from bipolar-2 disorder (with mixed episodes), and a really messed up sleep disorder, and I'm usually pretty stressed out or uncomfortable with The Way My Brain Is (tm), and what I've found is that most people lack the experience and/or self-confidence to help. I've been met with so many "I don't know what to say"s with my past friendships, and I would rather start off with a person that has more empathy skills, and a larger emotional capacity and understanding, rather than trying to push my current friendships that direction. Also (no offense) but I would rather talk to someone closer-ish to my own age. Not that age = emotional maturity, but I would hope there's some correlation there. I am absolutely okay with returning the favor, too; I don't want this to be a one-way street, that feels too selfish of me. I think I'm at least decent at understanding other people, and providing comfort where I can, so if anyone has space for a mutual friendship like that, that's exactly what I'm looking for!
My hobbies include puzzles (mainly logical-deduction like Sudoku, but I know literally hundreds of other genres/variants and would consider myself an expert), video games (almost exclusively single player [sorry to all the multiplayer fans], with indie games and/or Nintendo being what I play most of the time), and the occasional listening-of-music and watching-of-youtube. I'd also like to think I have a bit of a sense of humor, but no promises I'll actually make you laugh.
Also, I'd prefer talking to someone who is friendly towards LGTBQ+ and furries, I find myself somewhat fitting somewhat into both categories. :3
Lastly, I do prefer talking on discord much more than reddit, so if things go well in private messages I would like to eventually move conversation over there. I am open to calling and even screensharing to play/share games together, but only after things are comfortable and familiar between us.
Thank you for reading this far if you did, and if you'd like to chat, please send me a message! I'll try to get back to you soon, but if it takes me a little while it might be because my sleep is abnormal and I am (temporarily) nocturnal.

Hello,
First of all sorry if I am not supposed to post or if the post has the wrong format but I am really desperate.
I[27M] am in a relationship with a girl [22F] for about an year and 3 months. She had consnistent meetings with a psychiatrist and a psychologist for most of her childhood because of some anger issues. about 3 years ago she stopped and everything fell.
When I met her she was in a "good" state so I didn't noticed. But around 6 months, she tried to apply to a certain school, she didn't entered on the prefered one and everything fell.
From around that time to abou 9 months in, she had some suicidal thoughts about 1 in a month. Now she has them more frequently and I contacted family. Now, she is being set up to return to a psychiatrist .
The real question here is: how can I treat her? So, i am with her about 1/2 per week but we talked everyday. Most days now she is very negative , never responds to "Good night" texts or "I love you" and from time to time deletes her whatsapp pic ( with us in ),
EDIT: We have small alk about everyday but most days she is very "dry" and uses short sentences. I tried to give her space but she ( when in a "good" state ) tells me that she wants me to be more present and ask more. We do talk about depression when she is rational and she gets everything and really wants to search help but because of her childhood she fears to be seen as a sick patient and someone with a disease
She told me to be less of a psychiatrist and more of a boyfriend but everytime I offered help she negates everything. I am currently tryig to send good morning texts ( which most of the time she is the first to send which is a good thing) with some inspirational quotes and some chatolic podcasts ( we strictly follow the religion). The problem is, by doing this I am afraid she tries to push me away .
Any help, tips are welcome. Sorry for the long post but I am desperate and I love this girl very much
NOTE: I don't really mention she getting help its because every member of the family is giving that talk so I don't want to be that pain in the ass
EDIT: corrected my age and added note

I'm not trying to be rude when saying these things but these are just truth's that can't be denied if you're a Christian:
1) Mormons/LDS aren't Christian 2) being a "progressive Christian", doesn't make you a Christian 3) Being a Unitarian/oneness "Christian" just means you're a heretic, same with being a modalist and partialist. 4) knit picking parts of the Bible to fit what you want it to say, makes you a false believer. 5) Denying major doctrines makes you a false believer.
I will explain why for all of these:
1) Mormonism was founded by Joseph Smith, who oddly has the same story as Muhammed from Islam. A illiterate man recieved a revelation from a divine being hile in the wilderness saying that the Bible is corrupt and that they have the true word of god. Both receive said book and go against major teachings in the Bible and Torah, they go against what's already known. Both marry multiple women, some which were minors and both say it's okay because "God told me you are my wife". Both had a deep hate towards a group of people, Muhammed hated Christians and Jews(as said in the Quran and hadiths) and Joseph Smith taught that black people were unclean and lesser (taught in the book of Mormon which was later changed in the last few decades). The Bible says that anyone that teaches a different gospel than that which has been taught will be cursed (Galatians 1:9)
2) By progressive, I mean that you comfort sinful lifestyles, instead of trying to get away from sin you embrace it. A great example would be the sin of sexual immorality. They don't want to discuss it, they don't even want to acknowledge that everyone is a sinner and needs God. The Bible calls us to call each other out and help one another in our paths of righteousness. As iron sharpens iron, So a man sharpens the countenance of his friend (Proverbs 27:17)
3) Unitarians and oneness heretics are people that deny the Trinity. The Trinity is a doctrine that's as old as the Bible and was taught in both the old and new testament (I will go deeper into this talk another time, titled the Trinity doctrine). Modalists and partialists are basically people that don't understand the Trinity but don't try to understand it, they think god is seperate parts that work together or that God has different forms. This is out right wrong
4) If you are a Christian, you have to admit that the Bible is the inerrany inspired word of God as said in 2 Timothy 3:16 (All scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work). To just tear at the parts you want is to say Gods word isn't important unless its what you want, dont pick the parts you want that way you can live your life however you want.
5) There is a reason there are major doctrines in Christianity, these are truths that have been taught by the Bible, the early church and church fathers, and theologians. These are important things needed to understand our faith, what God has revealed to us in these doctrines are sound with what the Bible says and stand with it. An example is denying the Trinity, once again, a major doctrine of Christianity that if it's denied then you deny who Jesus is and what the Bible teaches.
I don't mean these things in a disrespectful way, but its something that needs to be cleared up between us Christians and something we cannot hide from.

Hello
A friend of a friend recommended a hair transplant clinic in Turkey called "https://www.arzhaircenter.com". I have been messaging this clinic for over a year now considering getting a HT. I finally bit the bullet and booked my flights. The clinic booked my hotel, which was 10 minute walk from the clinic. I thought given it's only 10 minute walk, my partner can visit me and go back to the hotel if needs be. We arrive in Turkey, the clinic has arranged a half adequate transfer (we had to wait almost 40 minutes for the taxi to arrive at the airport) to the hotel. We arrive at the hotel, and have heard nothing from the Clinic. I then message them to let them now I'm at the hotel, as my operation was scheduled for the next day. The hotel we stayed was called "milord hotel mecidiyekoy" (the photos online looks nothing like the actual hotel). The woman "Arz" who I have been messaging for the past year (she is the one doing the op), then messages me to say that she will personally come to the hotel to pick me up, but says that the clinic is "a little far" and wants my partner to stay at the hotel to wait whilst I have my op done. I find this quite strange, so I send her the address which is on her WhatsApp profile, instagram profile and website and ask if this is the clinic we're going to. She replies "no, it's a different clinic", I then ask for her to send me the location. The clinic is a 20 minute drive in the middle of "Maslak" and then she says she moved 2 months ago. All of this made no sense, I was questioning whether she was going to do the operation or if she's outsourced it to another clinic. I couldn't make sense of it all.
2 hours before the surgery, I decide there's too many red flags and message her to state that I have had seconds thought's and do not want the operation. We then leave the hotel. I ask the receptionist if I can pay for the night which we stayed, but communication barrier and he did not understand me. The clinic WhatsApp me saying no problem, just pay for 1 night + the airport transfer of 170 euros (not sure how she came to this figure but whatever). I ask her if I can pay via bank given I'm at a different hotel now, as I did not feel comfortable being at the one she booked. She only wants cash. It's the morning time now, I hardly got any sleep during the night so I had a 2 hour nap, during that 2 hours Arz bombards my phone saying I haven't paid the hotel, rings me numerous times asking for the money. I then question her why she still has her old clinic address on her WhatsApp, IG and website given she said she moved 2 months ago. She can't really answer my question, proceeds to send me a video of the new clinic and apologises to say "I didn't think that the clinic would change but you can trust me, your results will be very good, I didn't lie". Which I find quite strange/worrying. She then asks for the 170 euros, and wants to come to the new hotel which I'm staying at. I gave her the hotel location and we meet in the lobby. I ask for an explanation and she says "In turkey, the government control everything and due to regulations I am at this new clinic". I couldn't really understand what she was saying due to the language barrier but from what I gather she is operating at a different clinic address but on paper the gov think she's at the original clinic address, not entirely sure.
She then tries to convince me to get my op done the following day, and then I fly home the day after that. I decline what she offers and she leaves the hotel lobby, whilst I give her the 170 euros.
Anyone had a similar experience? The friend of the friend has his HT done in 2017, it was a cold referral. I literally have found 0 info on this clinic online.
Another thing, during the past year of Whatsapp'ing. She sent me a "patient information form" in regards to aftercare. In the footer it says the clinic's address but under a different name "www.centerpoliklinigi.com". I googled this clinic and they seem to be operating at the initial clinic address but seemed to have ceased trading in 2022 (their last post on FB).
The price was 2000 euros, which included 2 night hotel, airport transfer, PRP, shampoo and lotion. I also noticed when we met she had my name saved under "my name 2000 euros"
Not entirely sure if I was over exaggerating by not having my HT done or what. What's everyone's opinion?

But that Doesn’t meant I don’t miss you.
I miss you every day. In ways that I still have to let go of.
The random texts throughout the day when we still used to do that. The waiting for you to come home to give you a hug, one that you never seemed happy to receive in retrospect. The way you would eventually give in to my requests to cuddle or watch something when you had finished up your daily routine or exhausted yourself enough to need a break. The way your lips would pucker out as you exhaled after taking deeps breaths while you were starting to fall asleep. The way your hair smelt, the way the house smelt.
I miss Dex oh so much. I cry everyday over my lil fur baby boy. I know John gave him to you and he’s technically your cat but I raised that little bugger. when you were going back to the office and I was home alone writing my mixtape and doing breath work. He supported me and would lay next to me as I worked on rhymes and learned to calm my trigeminal. He would watch me spin in my ‘tism circles as I listened to the beat and came up with the words. I guess I just miss him extra now that I’m writing again. He’s not here to give me emotional support and I’m not there for you to come home to even if you did ignore me most of the time.
I would have given you all of my money if you had just paid more attention to me. Let’s be honest you don’t need my money never did but I don’t mind paying my fair share for things. I just couldn’t keep shelling out my hard earned money for an empty home. You were never there even when you were. Never present with me; always planning always going always saying how if I wasn’t broke I could do things with you. The truth is Lon, Eventually I just kept telling you I was broke because I was saving to leave. My needs, my wants, my concerns, my love languages were never important to you. Lord knows I tried to voice it, tried to make you see that emotionally connecting would only deepen and strengthen our relationship. But you can only meet me as far as you’ve met yourself.
Somewhere in between you invalidating my childhood trauma by telling me “you need to just go get help” and you cheating on me with the exact two people I asked you not to cheat on me with (since you decided my asking for a closure to our open relationship wasn’t really a valid request, even though I gave you years to explore) I had come to realize I had no value to you. Not at all. The only thing I was to you was a supplemental income, even if a tiny one. But if you couldn’t get that from me I wasn’t worth anything to you at all.
So in the end you made your decision for yourself. You are the reason I stopped paying for things, I stopped hanging out with you, your friends, and mine outside of the house (since you turned them all against me anyway with your painted pictures of “using you” and my “emotional instability”). News flash; true abuse and extortion can only come from a place of power downward. Did I say things that hurt your ego and brought to attention your emotional unavailability, yes, but that’s not abuse. How you made over 100,000 a year and still required my money when I was making less than 15,000 freelancing at the time is not only abuse but beyond me in conscious. Add on top of that you making fun of my dreams and telling me I’ll “never be a writer” or a lyricist and how “stupid” I am. If you really wanted me gone I wish you had just said so instead of playing mind games until I felt more and more unwelcome.
You want to look at me and say I am to blame and that we just grew apart. No Lon you tore us apart and now I have to stay away. When you chose to tear us apart you ripped certain seems in my core, in my character, in my being. Threads I had woven and sewn from our connection. I once thought I was safe with you, that I was uplifted by you, but as I tried to step into a more unmasked version of myself it became more and more of a hostile avoidant environment. It’s taken me almost three months of constant therapy to bring me back to who I am as a person and away from that scared subservient little boy you created to serve you.
It’s okay though it’s all you were demonstrated from your parents; just as all I was demonstrated was how to give all of yourself for someone who sees you as less. Therapy has opened my eyes to so much I know you know that as I tried my hardest to heal our connection. I hope as you continue therapy, if you’re even still going, that you start to do the real work of looking at yourself instead of just using our differences to justify our demise as a couple and team.
It hurts so much to write this and to know that even if I did send it to you I wouldn’t get a response beyond your defense mechanisms. In the end you’re just like my “best friend” of 16 years; if it ain’t your way you kick em off on the highway at full speed.
All in all I hate what you became to me, what you are to those who can’t benefit you in some way, but for some reason I still love you and I’ll always miss you. Not as much as Dexy boy :p But I’ll always love you enough to hope that you start to look in the mirror. And that when you do it’s long enough for you to actually see yourself and in turn that you might truly see the people around you and why they are really there.
With the last of my love, Z

We met on summer time last 2017. He was 17 and I, 16. (I’m 23 now) Idk he existed that time.. but on that fateful night last May 2017, was a magical one. Her aunt told me na may gustong kumausap sa akin and i saw him at the distance holding something in his hand. To my utter shock, it was a drawing, a small portrait of me on which he laminated. The best thing is that people rarely know my true name but he knows the right spelling and wrote it on the bottom part of his drawing. I saw him shaking as he formally told me his name and the reason why he wanted to speak with me. cuteeee
it was a really good memory of mine because it’s a nice feeling when someone notices you when you thought no really gives a damn about your existence.
It all started on that summer..
To my love,
I love you so much! You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
See you soon!
(We’re 8 hours apart from each other)

This flair would be, "amusing ish that gets me through the day."
I work in a public elementary school, large district but amazing SpEd department. There is a student who is SLI with intensive behaviors moving from one of our self contained K rooms to our building resource room next year, so the sending team is setting up a Google Meet during the last week so we can discuss and prepare for this student's needs. The sending psych emailed a group email to the building asking who our behavior specialists and social worker were.
Building principal responded that there was no need to include behavior staff (BIS) as principal will attend the meeting and can delegate the information. Then dictated the people who should be included from our building. These people were already on this email chain and are required members. The sending psych just didn't know who we have as SW and BIS and was asking for those names.
Principal did not notice that elementary sped coordinator was on the email. This is important.
I also replied all and added that I felt the BIS needed to be a part of the meeting so they could ask questions of the sending BIS. They're the first people called when someone is having a meltdown and their office is right next to the 1st grade rooms. Principal is all the way down the hall. I'm in the BIS office at least three times a day supporting my kid's language needs in there, and our BIS staff is amazing at implementing core boards and language strategies for my SLI kids. And they're good at their job so they should be included. I mention all of this in the email.
Principal responds that they value my opinion but as the district rep who will be at the meeting, they have the final say in who should attend and who shouldn't, and BIS time shouldn't be "wasted" in a virtual meeting.
Guess who responded next? YES! The elementary special ed coordinator. Coordinator stated that they would be assuming the role of district rep since both building principals had been invited to the meeting, and the more hands on deck we could have to help this kid prepare for a new school year, the better.
I needed that laugh today. The moral of the story? Always look at who is on the group email before you respond.

Hi all!
So, my partner has this box turtle- they say they rescued it on the side of the road in the summer, and since kept it for too long as a kid, they had to keep it? Some form of a story like that, I'm not sure; regardless, they've had this turtle since childhood. I entered the picture like, 3 years ago.
The turtle, Bob, was obviously shy upon meeting me at first. Overtime, the longer I've stayed here, the more comfy he has gotten. Probably about a year in I started really interacting with Bob, goofy things- like, I'll pop up to his pen and go, 'Hello little loveeee' all sweet, and at first he'd hide and I'd give him space. After some time, though, he started to keep his head out and turn towards me as I'd speak his various nicknames (I have so many).
Now here's where things get a little odd. I adore this turtle with all my heart, but from my limited knowledge of this wildlife- they're unable to form 'affectionate attachments' as dogs can, for instance. That said, this turtle has been displaying exceptionally affection-like behavior. Like, I walked into the room today like, 'Oh little loveeebuggg' and he instantly bolted in my direction in his pen and started pawing at it for me to take him out. I did, and his head was going -everywhere-, like he was checking out every part of my face or something. Then he stuck out his little beak into my nose? If I set him down and start walking away, he follows me and paws AT MY ANKLES (no joke) to be lifted up, I THINK. I do anyways just to see (When I lift him, I ensure all his legs are firmly down against the palms of my hands for stability- like I make a platform for him), and that's when he starts starting intently at my face, sometimes he zooms in on my chest (I assume the heartbeat, but who knows).
So- can someone explain this behavior? In a nutshell: Pawing at my ankles (with unlikely intent to 'want' to be lifted, but maybe). When lifted, head stuck out all the way, looking at my face- 'nuzzling noses' on occasion. Chasing me around. I will let him sit on my lap at the computer sometimes, and he always seems super comfortable and at ease (looking around casually, sometimes changing position, etc). INSTANTLY responding to nicknames, and then instantly moving in my direction. is this pseudo-affectionate behavior?

I (27m) matched with this woman (30) through Hinge a few weeks ago. We hit it off instantly and agreed to meet a few days after matching. The date itself went really well and i got the sense that she thoroughly enjoyed it. At the end of the date we shared a rather passionate kiss and immediately after she asked for a second date. After the date she was constantly texting and wanted to organise the next date asap, so we arranged to meet two days later. The second date again i thought went well and when i told her that i would like to continue seeing her, she agreed and said she wanted to see me again. At this point things looked positive, i liked her and she was showing signs that she liked me.
The day after the second date things carried on as normal in that she was messaging regularly. However, the next few days after was when things took a turn. Suddenly she became distant and her responses were less frequent. At first i assumed she was busy with work, but she went three days without contact so i knew something was up.
On the weekend i sent her a message to check in on her and to see if she wanted to go on another date this Saturday. Shortly after she responds with a huge block of text, not good haha. She explained she became distant because she wanted some time to decide how she truly felt after the second date. She said that while she really enjoyed the first date, for reasons she's not sure of, she felt uncomfortable on the second date. I was a bit surprised as she didn't show signs that she felt that way. She went on further to say that she wants a bit of space, but doesn't want to write things off. Also, if plans fall through with her friends she would be open to meet this weekend.
At present i don't know what to do, whether to see if things work out or should i just move on. I do like her, but the thing that is bugging me is that the communication which was going really well has now stopped.