Lucky charms poem for back to school

So as the title says I have a very close female friend, and it's her birthday in a few months. I was thinking about what to get her and I was looking for stuff that symbolizes friendship, and I almost always saw something called a Claddagh ring mentioned, which is often used as a friendship ring. And I honestly really liked the look of it.
I saw other stuff that was decent aswell, but I always ended up thinking that the Claddagh ring was better tbh. So after looking at many options of gifts, I decided to order a Claddagh ring. It's gold plated since she likes gold colored jewelry, the heart has her birth month stone in it, and her name is engraved in the ring.
At this point I should probably mention that she does have a boyfriend (20M). I've met him a few times, but we're just acquaintances. And I also want to make it perfectly clear that I have no romantic intentions with this ring, my friend is very near and dear to my heart, but I'd never try to "make a move" or whatever, this is just a platonic gift, but I'm worried it won't be thought of as such.
We're both freshmen in the same college class. And we've become very close friends in that short time we've known eachother. I also want to say that I've never really had many friends, especially close friends, so maybe that'll help explain why I bought this gift. Having a friend means quite a lot to me, and I feel like one of my only good traits is that I'm loyal to my friends and to people I hold dear, and I consider myself extremely lucky to have a close friend. I've bought my close male friends' gifts for their birthdays before, but I've never really had a close female friend, so I didn't think that getting a ring would be that insanely odd. And I legitimately wasn't aware that rings are that special, obviously I know that they often have romantic connotations, but I genuinely thought that just making your intentions clear was enough, but now I'm worried it's not.
Obviously I know that giving her a ring might be odd or weird, but I honestly just want to give her a nice gift that symbolizes friendship, and as soon as I saw the Claddagh ring I just felt it was the right call.
But I've legitimately been stressing out so damn much over the past few days that maybe I'll ruin our friendship or make things weird or awkward, and at this point I don't know what to do. I've ordered the ring so I can't just tell them to take it back.
I've thought of a few "solutions" but none of them are that great tbh:

1. I feel like I could maybe tell her in advance about the ring, or atleast tell her that I got her a gift that is just meant to be a platonic gift.
   
2. Or I could give one of our mutual female friends the ring and ask them if they could gift it to her, but I feel like that would also be weird.
   
3. Also, I know that some people wear necklaces with rings, so maybe I could make it into that. But I don't know if this would make it any less odd.
   
4. I could also hold on to the ring and wait until next year maybe, I don't know what this would accomplish aside from giving me more time to stress about this, but it's a thought.
   
5. Or is it just best to do what I planned from the start, and give her the ring, and just tell her that it's completely platonic when I give it to her.
   

I feel like I'm inconsiderate or selfish for buying this right now, and I feel like I've royally f***ed it to say the least, but I just wanted to get her a nice gift, and now I'm stressing out more than I maybe should. I honestly don't know what to do at this point.
TL;DR: I have a very close female friend, and it's her birthday in a few months. I bought a Claddagh ring as a platonic birthday gift for her. I have no romantic interest in her, nor any romantic intentions with the ring, but I'm now worried it might be thought of as such. She does have a boyfriend, we're just acquaintances. Obviously I know that giving her a ring might be odd or weird, but I honestly just want to give her a nice gift that symbolizes friendship. I've legitimately been stressing out so damn much over the past few days that maybe I'll ruin our friendship or make things weird or awkward, and at this point I don't know what to do.

For context, I have anxiety, ADD, & have been dealing w/ a health issue (which I’m leaving undisclosed) for the past 2 1/2 months, so naturally, my health anxiety has been through the roof.
I woke up & got ready for my day as usual w/ no distractions, but then my anxiety took over. The weather has been AWFUL all week where I live so of course that helped set the mood. I’m also on summer break & had the day off from work while my parents & siblings were at either work or school, so I was home alone all day. From 8-9:45am I was either pacing the house unable to control my breathing, or sitting & staring at the wall crying my eyes out. I picked myself back up & made breakfast while I watched TV.
By this point it’s quarter to 11 & I planned to finish a season for a show, but my nonexistent attention span got the best of me & I doom scroll on my phone for almost an hour. I end of getting to my show but later pause it so I can work out. By this point it’s 1pm. Halfway through my workout I take a breather, but a quick thought ends up distracting me & I then pace around my room for 15 minutes in a tearful frenzy for no reason. Again. I regain composure, finish my workout, & shower. It’s now 2:30.
I go downstairs to make a late lunch where I was going to use the oven. I smelled burning from the oven & in a complete panic over possibly setting off the smoke detector, I shut the oven off, open all of the windows & doors, & have a full blown panic attack.
I called my Mom completely defeated. Nobody was home & I felt so isolated. It was so cloudy & gloomy outside that all of the rooms were dim, even w/ all of the lights on. In the blink of an eye the whole day got away from me & I felt so useless as if I haven’t done anything all day, even though I really tried to be proactive. I felt so pathetic having a breakdown over the phone w/ my Mom even though I’m almost 20. She consoled me & gave me a very gentle pep talk, which fortunately assured me.
I eat my lunch & drink some tea while I threw on a show I enjoy. I reminded myself that it’s not too late to turn my day around. By 3:15 I left the house for the first time all day, went thrift shopping, & grabbed some boba. I’m now home & it’s 5pm. I’ve just been lounging on my bed for the last hour or so. My hair is a frizzy mess from the weather, I’m dressed in grey sweats, & my eyes are red & puffy from crying all day.
I’m gonna dress cute later & head out w/ my family to see my sibling perform in a school concert. I’m gonna finish that season of my show, & get ready for work tomorrow. I had a very off day, but everyone will have them sometimes. The day went too fast for my mind to handle, but at least it didn’t drag. The weather here should clear up by Sunday or Monday (it’s BAD where I am). I need to learn to let go of bad days & not let my obsession w/ structured routines get the best of me. Every day is going to look different, & it’s certainly not good to be busy every day of the week to the point of being overworked.
I can’t guarantee myself that tomorrow will be better, but there is always tomorrow. My health issue will eventually go away. I’ll be happy again. I have family & friends to reach out to if I’m having a hard time. My life is filled with blessings. My mind is always drawn to the brightest side of life. Happiness & joy are meant to fill every part of me. I’m healthy. I’m loved. Bad feelings are only temporary. I’m safe. I’ve done this before so I can do it again. I’m capable. I take things one step at a time. I inhale peace & exhale worry. I choose to feel good.
Tomorrow’s a new day.

Our daughter is nearly 7 and a half. She has a three year old brother who is quite a handful. About two weeks ago I found a packet of sweets in her pocket. I know she had stolen them, as I recognised the packet from a shop we had been in together earlier that day. Later in the evening I found a brand new baby teether that I know wasn’t hers. It’s exactly the kind of thing that was sold at the shop we’d been to. My husband and I spoke to our daughter, she denied taking both, and said the sweets had fallen into her pocket. She became really angry, screaming and shouting. We explained stealing is really wrong , and that we would need to take the items back. We left the sweets in the car but didn’t have time to take them back (we were working, the shop is a long drive away). A few days later I found the empty sweet packet in her room that she had taken from the car. We spoke to her again. A few days later I asked her to to put a chocolate bar from my bag in the fridge for me. She said she did, then voila, it’s not in the fridge. She denied taking it for an entire week, then I find the wrapper in her room. We spoke to her again, explained about lying, importance of trust, and consequences. We agreed she would not have a treat/any sweets for a week.( i often bring her a small snack after school- fruit winder, packet of crisps or fun sized chocolate bar). It’s now day 4 of no treats and I get an email from her teacher, my daughter was caught stealing a snack from classmate.
I am at a loss how to deal with this! I don’t believe in smacking or harsh punishments, she doesn’t get pocket money. I’m not a shouter but use firm voice when needed. I hoped by taking to her this would help, but it seems to be not working. Any suggestions if if I should be dealing with this differently?

My husband of like 14 years moved out “for work”. He claims he couldn’t find a job close to home so he moved 4 hours away and just left me with two kids. I finally had a meltdown at work. I was working for an accounting firm and the stress was running high. My boss was being condescending towards me and I let it go until the next day I went in her office after she kept at me and spoke up for myself. She sent me home and I haven’t been back since. I hit my breaking point. My younger son has special needs and my husband rule has always been for me to work and contribute something towards the household which I’m fine with. He pushed me to work after a bad car accident before we were married and I worked when I probably shouldn’t have but that was his rule.
My question is what do I do ? Do we just keep living separately? My husband didn’t work for 6 months prior to my meltdown and I kept our family a float. He has pressured me to use my inheritance to pay for my kids private school. I agreed but expressed that I have to pay myself back this money. I figured once I paid it he would file but he hasn’t. We are just living in limbo.

I used to be phone-obsessed. I’m talking scrolling late into the night, scrolling in the bathroom, scrolling first thing in the morning. I’d instinctively check my pocket multiple times when out and about just in case it had gone missing. Like, not only did I rely on it for practical reasons, I’d probably feel some kind of anxiety separation if I didn’t have access to it.
Which is exactly how I realized it was time to get rid of it. I deleted Instagram, Facebook, and Snapchat accounts, cleaned out my inbox and camera roll, backed up everything worth saving to my desktop Mac (which stays in my room at all times), powered the iPhone down, and stuck it in a drawer, where it’s remained untouched for a few months now.
It was difficult at first. I’m Gen Z so most of my life has been phone-ful. There was so much extra silence—without checking notifs every few minutes, it felt like my friends didn’t exist. My birthday came and went, and the only “happy birthday”s came from those with whom I directly interacted; of those people, only a handful remembered. I constantly lost track of time, so I bought a watch. I googled directions before traveling to a new place and wrote them down on scrap paper, which I’d keep safely tucked between the pages of a growing journal collection, but I’d still get lost constantly. Multitasking was no longer an option as I could only do work when at home, in my room, connected to WiFi from my one virtual source.
However, these tedious differences improved the quality of my life DRASTICALLY. It felt as though hours of my day had been cleared up. I finally had time to lose myself in literature, crossword puzzles, cooking, and other hobbies without the pressure of the screen and virtual world waiting for my return. At night, I fell asleep much faster, and slept for much longer. I even found conversations with friends and acquaintances more interesting as I could fully invest myself. I started noticing things, like fragrances in the air, unlikely sounds; my sense of direction and handwriting both improved. I started writing letters (I now have two pen pals). Everything felt lighter, and the anxiety of not documenting everything—as I’ve grown to do over the years of the smartphone era—gradually abated.
I acknowledge that I am privileged to have access to a phone and the internet in the first place, and even more privileged to be able to give it up. Many need constant access to these things for their career or simply for survival. (I should mention that I am a college student, and my work this semester was completed from the computer, which obviously can’t travel with me). But I would strongly urge anyone on the fence about their phone addiction to give this a shot, even for a week or a month. Since working on myself, I’ve become aware of how energies shift in the presence of a phone; my friends walk and talk more slowly as their minds are split between real life and the social internet; my parents grow less present when they receive an alert. Yes, it’s cool that I found more contentment by becoming a Luddite, but in this day and age it’s ultimately impossible to remain this way forever. I feel sad knowing that this invention can’t be undone and that I never got to experience a world where nobody had access to their phones and instead made the most of real, tangible materials.
Btw, I’m not arguing that phones are bad or should be abandoned. They’ve done so much for us in terms of efficiency, employment, and communication. This has just been my (lucky) experience and I’m disappointed that this is the farthest I’ll get from the virtual world.

Atlittle background: Me and Jack (fake name im giving him) had been dating for 2 and half years. Last August, I found out that Jack told a another girl (18) imma call her mckayla, "I love you". And begged me to be in a poly relationship and I told him no as he begged. As this wasnt physical I forgave him mainly since I thought it was a misunderstanding to our communication. Now that I look back at it, I shouldve left right there and then.
Now to current day, last week I was searching his usual username online. I felt like something was up and off and some reason I felt like that would tell me something. When I searched it up I scrolled down to see a picture of Jack and this other girl nude, sending to another person. It was shocked and pressed the link for more context and found out that he sent it to Mckayla to make her jealous. I notice the name and contact her about it on Twitter and hadn't gotten a response until after I confronted him. I tried to confront him all day but all he could do is leave me on read. So after school I went to his work and amaze he wasnt there. He finally got back to me 8 hours later of me finding out and told me it wasnt his fault because he fell in love with another women. That he no longer loved me in that way and wished me the best. With no actaul closure or anything, he never even took responsibility and said it wasnt cheating and how he gonna spend the rest of his life with a "girl who as crazy as him".... Hearing that was heart breaking.
Aftermath: Mckayla finally contacted me back a day later, telling me about her experience with Jack and how she had been wanting to contact me for awhile but couldn't find out how. She then explained the photo of Jack and the girl, Chloe (fan name), who was 20. They had a only fans together and were planning to get married in 4 months. I was originally going to move in with him in 4 months, actually, but because of this, plans changed. She told me how he sent her two images in the photo: the naked one and the second one of his back being scratched up from having yk what. She told me how it shocked her and how he told him it was disrespectful to his girl. He then told her that it wasn't, and they were laughing about it in the car. I was shocked as she provided screenshots. Then she told me her experience with her, including why they broke up, other red flags he showed, and the real reason he got kicked out by his parents. I realize some of these experiences felt familiar, and I realized I went through some of the same things as her. Such as him harming himself while we beg him not to and laugh about us crying about it. Another situation was him saying he was going to drug me without my knowledge and trying to pressure us both with drugs and sexual acts. Another example is when his parents kicked him out for getting another girl pregnant, which he told me was SA, and I learned that it wasn't. It was consensual. Then I find out that he has a rape kink.... There's so much more that I found out after that as well, and it just gets so messy. How do I get over this? I feel like I lost my trust in people and never really got the closure I really needed and havent been processing it well. Any advice?

My (20F) boyfriend (20M) have been together for almost a year. We often take turns buying each other food or stuff we need, etc. Recently, my boyfriend bought me something to eat and I couldn't pay it back immediately. I am still in school, and my part time job quit on me for unknown reason so I am still looking for a new job.
My family is not so well off financially, and I currently have no money at all to pay my boyfriend back. He has completely switched up on me and is demanding I pay him back 35 bucks within two weeks or else he'll get the law informed. I begged him not to, and that I would pay him back first thing once I got my job and a first payment. He insist I need to pay him back immediately. I have no financial support. AITAH?

I am a 15 year old male and my classmates are complete idiots.
my life has been going downhill for some years now. first my grade became worse, then I had to move with my family to another town and with that lost my 4 best friends.
at my old school my classmates called me names because of my tick (I have Tourette Syndrom).
then I finally made some friends, a boy and a girl in my class who like fantasy stuff like me.
at first things we’re normal, I just ignored my rude classmates and han out with my friends at school. then in 9th grade right after summer vacation my class and one of our parallel classes made a class trip to a hotel (which to be honest looked more like an institute for mentally Ill people).
so just before summer vacations a girl transferred to our class.
the girl had some traumatic experiences and only attended two classes a day.
well my friends became friends with the new girl and so did I.
we’ll returned out she was really weird And did some really weird stuff too.
well at the trip I distanced from my friends which who after the trip I never reallay talked to.
but without me they seem happier anyways. My two friends knew each other since first grade while I transferred just a year ago.
we’ll skip ahead two years from that. my class wasn’t ripping on me anymore and I just did school stuff instead of hanging out with friends at school.
well today I went to the food shop and bought a cup of cacao. when I walked down some stairs I slipped and my cacao fell out of my hands. the cup shattered and the cacao was everywhere On the ground. hen I stood up, I noticed that I had cacao on my fingers and since the cacao just shattered seconds ago and I have a strong stomach, so I simply licked the small drop of cacao of my fingers.
that was a mistake because a classmate saw this and in 15 minutes we’re able to spread the rumor i just liked spilled cacao of the floor. i knew arguing won’t help in any way since the boy who saw this was the most popular boy in our class.
when i sat down, the teacher left the room, after which one of my classmates stood up and threw my water bottle in my face. im not the guy who punches people since I don’t wanna live with the consequences so I just did nothing, after which I just put my water bottle back into my school back. then I realised I took the water bottle of the same classmate that spread the rumor. the classmate then said quote „oh no (my name) touched my water bottle I may get aids if I touch that“
that obviously doesn’t make any sense since I don’t have aids and that not how aids gets transferred but my class screamed in disgust anyways.
after class another classmade told me he „doesn’t tolerate me on this world anymore“
so after school I seriously thought about ending it all, to teach my classmates a lesson. i decided not to, i have a younger sister and I can live with the fought that my sister would be traumatised.
i am actually pretty strong but as I said I don’t go around beating up people.
so now I’m thinking, am I the jerk for wanting to end it because of some stupid bullying or are my classmates the jerks?

I was lucky enough to get into both schools and was wondering if there’s a difference in where I go in terms of salary progression and starting salary.
Based on data published by cmu and GT the starting salaries are pretty similar. GT is 30k less however it also has a much larger CS department so if you take the top 50% of it then it’s probably very similar, but I’ve heard CMU can have better job progression?
Really trying to choose between these 2 schools so any other tips on how to choose would be much appreciated! Thankfully, My family wouldn’t go in debt paying for CMU and my parents are willing to support me, though cost is a factor that I know I’m considering.
I can get my BS in 3.5 years from CMU and BS+MS in 3.5 years from GaTech

Hi everybody,
I just started my 1L summer job this week working for a solo attorney who does PI and Probate work primarily. Honestly it's been great - super nice attorney, paralegal, and assistants, and one of the biggest things I wanted this summer was legitimate clerk experience, as I hadn't worked in a legal office prior to school and I'm already researching, drafting, etc. (as far as a 1L can do). The main issue is inconsistency of hours and area of practice (I work 3 days, and he said later on in the summer he has cases he'd need me to come in more for, but I'm an adult who has bills).
Out of nowhere on my first day, a small boutique that I have been talking with since the fall emailed me and said one of their paralegals was retiring, and instead of hiring a new one, they wanted to talk to me to see if I was interested in training as a clerk so I could work during law school and potentially come on as an associate after graduation. Our conversations in the past were great, but they just weren't thinking they'd be able to hire a 1L clerk (it's a medium sized city - there are plenty of jobs, but most are unlisted and most hiring is done in April/May as firms can tell what their summers look like). It's been the classic "check back every few months, let's catch up, and maybe something will change".
I interviewed today, and they offered me the job. Higher hourly pay, full time summer, part time school year, and full time next summer. I know of the founder through family friends who vouch for their character, and I've gotten to know one of their attorneys well and he's helped me with networking and law school in general, so I honestly don't think they're full of shit regarding their willingness to extend an offer after 2L summer (it's a new firm, and their last 3 2L clerks all came on as associates, and the one they currently have is doing the same). It's also in my area of interest, and that interest seems to be hard to break into when the market isn't wide open like my city is (HNW/UHNW Estate Planning and Tax).
So it obviously seems like a great opportunity, but I have no idea how taboo quitting a 1L summer job one week is, especially when the bar is relatively small and word gets around quick. Does anybody have any insight or maybe has done this themselves? I have an appointment to talk to career services about it, but I'm obviously sweating over it lol.

Ex leveraging medical against educational
Ranting, but advice is welcome.
Basically the title. My attorney and I are figuring it out, but I'm a nervous wreck anticipating the results if any.
In a nutshell: Two years ago, my ex served me with custody papers.Our oldest was diagnosed ASD at age 4, now 12. Ex has barely acknowledged our oldest's severe neurodivesrsity. Refuses to learn how to enage with her. Once served, I secured therapy for our youngest (8). Over the course of therapy our youngest has been recommended for medical austism spectrum evaluation, also triggering a school evaluation for special education services.
Since the therapist shared his notes, ex maintains via Family Wizard that our youngest child has no need for evaluation and that I'm "doing this to get back at him". I shared the forms for the medical evaluation. His response was to tell me that if I want him to fill out anything for the medical evaluation, I will have to call off the school's evaluation. I did not respond (because wtf do i say to such a barbaric notion), and have no plans to do any such thing. First IEP meeting for youngest is coming up. No clue if ex will participate. Historically, he ghosted participating with our oldest once the diagnosis was made, so I expect more of the same with youngest.
Like I said, just a rant. Hopefully we'll be able to move at least legal custody from 50/50 into my favor. I've accepted this is who he is a long time ago. I'm just exhausted by his obsessive need to annihilate everything all the time.
Thanks for reading. 🙏🏽

La llarona
Known as Maltinzin in her original nomenclature, today, the lore of La Llorona is well known in Mexico and the southwestern United States.
The earliest documentation of La Llorona is traced back to 1550 in Mexico City. But there are theories about her story being connected to specific Aztec mythological creation stories. "The Hungry Woman" includes a wailing woman constantly crying for food, which has been compared to La Llorona's signature nocturnal wailing for her children. The motherly nature of La Llorona's tragedy has been compared to Chihuacoatl, an Aztec goddess deity of motherhood. Her seeking of children to keep for herself is significantly compared to Coatlicue, known as "Our Lady Mother" or Tonantsi (who's also comparable to the Virgen de Guadalupe, another significant mother figure in Mexican-culture), also a monster that devours filth or sin.
The legend of La Llorona is traditionally told throughout Mexico, Central America and northern South America. La Llorona is sometimes conflated with La Malinche, the Nahua woman who served as Hernán Cortés' interpreter and also bore his son. La Malinche is considered both the mother of the modern Mexican people and a symbol of national treachery for her role in aiding the Spanish.
Stories of weeping female phantoms are common in the folklore of both Iberian and Amerindian cultures. Scholars have pointed out similarities between La Llorona and the Cihuacōātl of Aztec mythology,as well as Eve and Lilith of Hebrew mythology. Author Ben Radford's investigation into the legend of La Llorona, published in Mysterious New Mexico, found common elements of the story in the German folktale "Die Weisse Frau" dating from 1486.La Llorona also bears a resemblance to the ancient Greek tale of the demigoddess Lamia, in which Hera, Zeus' wife, learned of his affair with Lamia and killed all the children Lamia had with Zeus. Out of jealousy over the loss of her own children, Lamia kills other women's children.
The Florentine Codex is an important text that originated in late Mexico in 1519, a quote from which is, "The sixth omen was that many times a woman would be heard going along weeping and shouting. She cried out loudly at night, saying, "Oh my children, we are about to go forever." Sometimes she said, "Oh my children, where am I to take you?"
While the roots of the La Llorona legend appear to be pre-Hispanic, the earliest published reference to the legend is a 19th-century sonnet by Mexican poet Manuel Carpio.The poem makes no reference to infanticide, rather La Llorona is identified as the ghost of a woman named Rosalia who was murdered by her husband

28 MtF, 150 lbs. I take vitamin B and D supplements, zinc and copper, and use an albuterol inhaler as needed for asthma.
I used to take lamotrigine but decided to stop due to side-effects, which were mostly cognitive impairments (which have persisted even after I stopped, so I don't know if it was the cause after all).
In 2016 I was diagnosed by my old Neurologist with Functional Neurolgic Disorder, which I guess some doctors don't even agree is real, and the more I try to learn about it the less I know what to think about it. That will come back later.
In 2012 I got diagnosed with mono. I didn't really feel sick at first, but I suddenly lost a ton of weight and started getting episodes of severe lightheadedness, dizziness, and brain fog.
Over the next couple of years or so I had a ton of different tests done. MRI, CT, EEG, and more that I can't even remember. They couldn't find anything.
These episodes continued until 2016. I was hospitalized (for something unrelated), and they said during what I guess was routine bloodwork that my iron was low, so they gave me supplements and my symptoms improved. My blood pressure increased from being chronically low, and my symptoms became much less frequent and severe.
I thought that it was over with. I continued taking iron, and felt worse on the occasions that I missed a dose, so it seemed pretty much correlated.
That was until a few months ago, I started getting these episodes again. They have been increasing in severity and frequency rapidly. I'm also having increasing problems with my vision, which I thought was unrelated but now I don't know (I don't have a diagnosis but was told my issues are "probably neurological").
I was still taking iron, but a blood test I took about a month ago showed that I actually had way too much in my body so I was ordered to stop. But when I did, my symptoms got even worse than they were already getting. My PCP said he cannot explain why.
These symptoms sometimes get worse from standing or moving around a lot. They also seem to be alleviated somewhat by sodium. My PCP suggested that it was maybe POTS and referred me to a neurologist, who I just saw immediately before writing this post.
I had an awful experience. I couldn't even give a full history or description of my symptoms because she kept interrupting and changing the subject. She was quick to suggest a bunch of expensive tests though, even though they were ones I have already had done before. She did about maybe five minutes of routine reflex tests after cutting me off about 10 times and suggested it was "probably just related to your functional disorder" in a way that honestly sounded more sarcastic and dismissive than anything.
Like I said before, I did get diagnosed with FND in 2016, and my symptoms have gotten better and worse at different times. But the trajectory of my FND has been completely different from the trajectory of my other symptoms, but she didn't really seem to listen or care, or even get all the details. For the record, the symptoms I associate with my FND are problems with my gait, involuntary motions, and a stutter.
I've been dealing with these symptoms for so long and nobody can tell me what the issue is. Some people don't even think the FND is real, and I'm not a doctor so I don't even feel like I know for certain even when I do see physicians and researchers who support it.
My symptoms are becoming unmanageable. I had to call in from work earlier this week because I felt like I was going to pass out and could barely support the weight of my own body. I've fainted and fallen multiple times at home. I already get disability accommodations and don't even come close to working full time and I'm not able to handle it. I'm trying to go back to school but the brain fog I get is so severe that sometimes I can't even do basic math that I could've done as a little kid in my head (I used to be a chemistry major and have literally taken multiple semesters of calculus, I should be able to add and subtract two digit numbers in my head. Something is very wrong).
I'm scared that I'm going to be unemployed and that I'll never be able to go back to school. People treat me differently because of my brain fog. I can barely handle any physical activity some days. I feel like I have lost everything important to me and nobody can tell me half of what is wrong and sometimes I don't even know if what I'm going through is real even though it's destroyed my life. I literally don't know what to do anymore. I'm pretty much out of hope and have no idea what I'm going to do.
If anybody has ANY insight or advice, I would be really, really grateful... I am so tired and so scared... it feels like my life is just over.

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The raucous shouts of "Shut up, you!" and "This is unfair!" echoed through the training courtyard, the dissonant chorus of accusations slicing through the heavy tension blanketing the scene.
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Angry fists shook towards the sky as voices strained with indignation.
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"I'm against it!" another irate voice barked, the words laced with resentment.
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The cluster of female disciples surrounding Song Jia instinctively shifted their attention towards the source of the outcry - Ji Wuye.
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Silk robes swirling, they coalesced into a defensive ring around the slender young man, their lithe forms offering sanctuary as if he were a delicate treasure to be shielded.
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This protective display by the sisterhood drew disdainful sneers from the male disciples observing nearby, their faces contorting with frustration at such a perceived imbalance.
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Even the imposing Wu Gao, garnet eyes narrowing to slits beneath his furrowed brow, found his lips curling into a derisive smirk at the spectacle unfolding before him.
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Qin Bai, however, maintained an inscrutable expression, seemingly unfazed by the growing chaos. His keen senses detected movement within the guarded inner circle - the unmistakable glint of intense crimson irises peering out defiantly through a gap in the sisterly barricade.
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"If you're a man, Ji Wuye, don't hide behind women!" The mocking jeer erupted from Qin Bai's subordinates as they hurled taunts with callous glee, deliberately goading the male disciples into confrontation.
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Scathing laughter, coarse and mocking, joined the fracas.
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"What a coward! Step up and face the challenge, Junior!" The derisive jeers rained down in a torrent of scorn.
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"Ji Wuye... the flower of Kunlun sect... what an apt nickname. Flowers are delicate, just like his hands. I doubt he's ever held a jian properly!" They spared no venom in their insults, voices dripping with cruel mockery.
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The Sisters shielding Ji Wuye bristled with anger at such shameless provocation, a tempest of fury swirling in their eyes.
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One particularly zealous defender, fingers wrapped gently yet firmly around Ji Wuye's slender wrist as if cradling spun glass, shouted in outrage.
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"Such shameless behavior! You know Brother Ji is the wea- I mean not yet matured, yet you still challenge him?" Indignation burned hot in her words.
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Another joined her rallying cry, protective instincts flaring, "Not only that, Qin Bai is a 2nd realm martial artist, while Brother Ji is only 1st realm. Is that fair to all of you?" Her eyes flashed dangerously as she exposed the injustice.
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"You probably just wanted to take out your frustration from losing to Sister Song on Brother Ji!" They accused their tormentors, defensive solidarity palpable.
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While the chaos swirled, Song Jia, Lian Ruogang and Wu Gao remained curiously silent observers, eyes locked intently upon the figure of Ji Wuye amidst the maelstrom surrounding him.
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In an unexpected turn, the Sister grasping Ji Wuye's wrist felt her fingers suddenly enveloped by a firm yet gentle grip. Startled, she twisted back to find herself meeting an intense crimson gaze, instantly entranced by the ethereal voice that caressed her senses.
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"Big Sister, I truly appreciate all of you for defending me, but the people are right," Ji Wuye's words carried a soft, soothing timbre as he gently disentangled her hand from his wrist.
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As his gaze lowered to meet her blushing face, a warm, sincere smile graced his lips - not mocking in the slightest but filled with tender affection to ease her worries.
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The young woman's heart raced as heat bloomed across her cheeks, crimson blossoming brighter with each passing heartbeat under his radiant attention.
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"However, as a man and a martial artist, dignity is of utmost importance, so Sisters..." Ji Wuye's request was uttered politely yet resonated with quiet strength, that same disarming smile never wavering, diffusing hostility through sheer warmth and understanding.
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Ji Wuye's poised response in the face of such unrestrained provocation drew murmurs of admiration from onlookers.
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The surrounding Sisters visibly swayed, utterly captivated by the unexpected charisma and inner resilience lying just beneath his tender demeanor.
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"I-I understand, Junior!" One disciple stammered, already falling under the spell of his quiet charm. The remaining Sisters, blushes staining their cheeks, seemed to drift into a dreamy reverie sparked by the vision of masculine grace before them.
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From her vantage point, Lian Ruogang let out an audible tsk, rolling her eyes as a faint smile played across her lips. "What a player," she remarked wryly under her breath.
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A hush descended over the gathered crowd as all watched Ji Wuye approach not Qin Bai but the imposing Wu Gao instead, cupping his hands in a deferential gesture.
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"Senior Brother Wu, please..." The earnestness in Ji Wuye's entreating voice hung in the courtyard air like a resonant bell chime.
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Wu Gao's furrowed brow softened as he regarded the younger man, raising a broad hand to pat his shoulder firmly.
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"Hmm...that's the Brother I know!" His gruff words carried an unmistakable note of pride as he turned his steely gaze out towards the assembled disciples. "Once again, I must remind both of you, killing is not allowed in this spar."
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The crowd parted ways like a sea of silk, clearing a wide circular space at the center of the training courtyard and allowing Ji Wuye and Qin Bai to take their places upon this makeshift stage.
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Ji Wuye's expression was one of solemn determination, a stark contrast to the mocking smirk already twisting Qin Bai's lips.
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"Heh, Brother Ji, how's your training?" Qin Bai inquired in a tone laced with undisguised condescension. He tilted his head back, eyes narrowing as he looked down his nose at this flower of Kunlun with patent disdain.
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Rather than bristling at the insult, Ji Wuye's face transformed, the solemn mask shattering as a playful smirk blossomed across his features.
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"Thanks to your interference, Brother Qin, Senior Sister is quite upset that I arrived late," he countered with a light, teasing cadence.
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The arrogant Qin Bai flinched almost imperceptibly at the retort, eyes flickering towards Lian Ruogang's figure observing from the sidelines. Relief visibly washed over him as he registered her impassive, indifferent expression.
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"Well then, let's see what a 'flower boy' can do," Qin Bai sneered, his mocking words dripping with disdain as he and Ji Wuye each retrieved one of the wooden practice swords proffered by Wu Gao.
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"Begin!" Wu Gao's gruff bellow signaled the start of the match.
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As the two combatants launched into their opening stances, a collective inhalation of shock rippled through the gathered crowd. Widened eyes focused in rapt astonishment on the spectacle unfolding before them.
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A subtle warmth seemed to permeate the air, causing the fine hairs on exposed skin to rise with a subtle tingling sensation.
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This was the unmistakable manifestation of Qin Bai's strange display of ability, surprisingly instead from his wooden sword, his Qi being forcibly manipulated and projected outward. The confident young man's face split into a mocking grin as he reveled in flexing his power.
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"Hahaha, let's see if you can withstand this, hahaha!" Peals of arrogant laughter erupted from Qin Bai's lips, the sound so jarring and out of place that even Wu Gao and Lian Ruogang creased their brows in disapproving frowns.
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I was in a relationship with a man for almost a decade. He was very charming and well liked, our mutual friends obviously loved him and thought we were a great couple and were very surprised when we split earlier this year. My friends from before I met him were thrilled, they never liked him and would beg me to leave saying he was emotionally abusive.
The split was a long time coming, even his parents took me aside a couple of times and told me I should leave and that I didn’t deserve to be spoken to the way he did and it still took me months to work up the balls to leave. I still couldn’t see him as an abuser, see I grew up in a DV home with abusive parents so to me that word was reserved for things that leave bruises. I have a tenuous relationship with my father and I was shocked and surprised when he referred to mine as an “abusive relationship”
I’ve kept it all from our mutual friends, feeling like I was being over the top and I didn’t want to slander him. When we split I told them “we’re just not the same people we were at 20” at first, but a couple of them that I’m closer with, we got to talking and I told them a couple of minor examples of things he’d said and done over the years and was surprised to see how horrified they were.
We had a dog together, his dog really I never much liked them but the day that pup plonked himself down on my lap I fell in love immediately.
He was my shadow, followed me every time I stood up, would lay down behind me anytime I was working from home, never left my side. People asked “did you chose him or did he choose you?” And ex would testily reply “he chose HER”
We had very different ideas of discipline, once the pup nipped me and ex smacked him hard across the face. I told him I grew up in a hitting house and I refused to be one. He said “well it’s a good thing he’s my dog not yours then.”
I saw him on multiple occasions after that hit the dog, once he growled at ex and ex held him up by the collar and smacked him hard across the nose several times for growling
Apart from hitting him when he’s naughty, and shouting at him, the dog is happy if frustrated. He’s the smartest most energetic breed and ex barely walks him once a week and that’s usually just to the pub and back.
I haven’t missed my ex since the split but I miss the dog desperately. I can’t even see one of his breed on tv without crying now. He shreds all his toys but the one I gave him when I left is pristine and he carries it round the house. Every time I went over to pick up more of my stuff he would go nuts with excitement and cling to me and every time I had to say goodbye again my heart ripped in two.
The thought that my boy might think I abandoned him absolutely kills me and I miss him every single day. I wish I could have taken him with me but ex bought him, he’s his dog and there’s nothing I can do about it. Our mutual friends say the dog seems different since I left, very quiet and subdued.
I’m heartbroken and I miss my dog so much.

Hello, I am a 25 y/o F. It feels like my life is spiraling down. I just started a new job and I am having issues with my relationship. I recently graduated nursing school, got my license and I am currently training fulltime on a neurosurgery floor working 12 hour shifts. I have been with my boyfriend for 3 years, he is my first boyfriend and we are long distance. He is a great guy, very caring and kind and genuinely cares about me. When in a long distance relationship, someone has to eventually move to the other person and there is no way he is coming to my small city so I would need to move to him. The issue is he lives in another country, America, and I am in Canada. I was homeless and depressed and attempted su**ide many years ago. I am much better but lately, things haven't been good for me mentally/emotionally and I have no one to speak to. My parents are unavailable. I would need to move to America but the issue is I am not sure if I even want to move there ... I just started building my life here, I want to go back to school for more years but I am 25 and when will I move there? When I am close to 30? Then we live together, decide if we even want to be together, get married and have kids, which will take time. I also need someone in real life, I see him for a couple days every 2 months and it's not enough. When youre in a relationship, you want to be with that person, you need that person. He knows I am thinking of ending things but we decided to take a 1 month break ... I have to think about our relationship and what is next because I don't want to keep wasting each others time if we don't even have a future together, but it difficult because he is a good person. I need to make a decision, to end things or continue. I feel alone, I feel like there is more to being in a relationship. His passion is his work, which I admire a lot. It was always be his priority. He is not very active and I would love to travel the world and do adventurous things and always dreamed of a partner who is interested in that as well but he isn't like that. Which isn't a big deal. I don't know if I am self sabotaging, the emotional stress is a lot. At work I see intense things, I see people die, I speak to patients and families who are suffering. It's a lot emotionally right now, especially since I am fulltime and training, learning new stuff but I am also dealing with this relationship issue. I think I still have a lot of anxiety and some depression. Finding a therapist is difficult but we all need therapists so I am going to look for one once I finish training and am part time. I just don't know what to do, I know I should focus on work and doing well so my manager says I can start working alone, not with another nurse by my side. I also need to make a decision about my boyfriend, which probably isn't the time to do so but it's affecting me a lot. He spoke to his friends and they all said I don't want to commit to him and probably think I can find someone like him or better in my area. I know this will pass but it feels like it won't and has been going on for a while, I am not sure what to do. What choice to make, I stay with him and potentially regret it in the future, things probably won't be same either... or I end things and I lose a good guy.

Hello, I am a 29 year old woman who's currently going through a divorce. I have had this disorder from birth but and it's a big but.. I've denied it so much that I literally did everything to be normal
Normal as in go to work, go to school, get jobs, build my home, buy a house.
Husband was domestically abusive toward me and alters for many years. I have felt mild relief since he has left but my system is fighting.
One of my parts initiated the divorce. I've been rapidly switching for almost 3 weeks now. I have very faint memories. Sometimes I don't have any memories it's like my life for 4 years was someone elses. Everything feels unreal, like I'm not really here. Sometimes it's like my alters are trying to remove me or take me out and it's as if some of them literally feel so connected to him that without him they will be non existent
I am struggling to relate to others or connect to others, I feel very robotic it's strange how disconnected I am. I analyse everything, One of my parts says it is to "Get me to the other side" so they can safely divorce us
I have his marital name currently, it's like all that stuff happened to "her" ... but to the other parts they cannot relate
One of my parts really wants to change her name back to her birth name because the system then was very strong. I want my birth name. I'm scared my old system won't return
It feels like old parts are popping up too. Parts from my teenage years that want to just live and party and go off and be wild that haven't come up for a long time. It's so strange. Can someone please explain to me what is happening?
I am scared that I've broken my system...

Hey all! This is our first baby and maybe the things I'm feeling are normal, but I have some concerns. I tried talking to my dr about it, but I'm getting some mixed signals and no answers.
I have to say, I'm lucky. As far as first trimester pregnancy symptoms go, it sounds like I got it easy. I'm exhausted, I'm hungry, and I have brain fog. That's really it. That said, the exhaustion is unreal. The hunger is constant. The only thing that gets the hunger to go away for more than 30 minutes and keeps me awake are carbs. Things like crackers and bagels and pizza and grilled cheese. All the carbs! I was trying to lose some weight before getting pregnant and I was struggling do to insulin resistance. My A1c was a 5.3. Not great, but not bad.
Que week 4 pregnancy: I found out I was pregnant. Stuck to my diet of fruits, veggies, protein, intermittent fasting, lots of water. Lost 4 pounds in 2 days and thought I might die from starvation. Somebody said I clearly needed some carbs. Now I'm 9, almost 10 weeks, gained those 4 pounds back plus about 3-4 and my A1c has jumped to a 5.9 (pre-diabetic). Yes, I'm not exercising as much as I was pre-pregnancy, but shouldn't that be helping me not be as hungry??
I work, I can't just stand around and eat all the time (which is what I want to do). I eat a pound of strawberries and I'm starving 10 minutes later. I eat a bag of baby carrots and I'm starving like I never ate them. I got some organic plant based crackers and those hardly hold me over for more than 15 minutes. I'm drinking around a half gallon of water a day, so I'm not thirsty. I'm just so concerned that I'm giving myself diabetes and damaging my baby, but I am seriously so damn hungry and the only thing that helps the hunger, like actually helps, are carbs.
Does this get better? What do I do? How can I control myself? Is this going to cause gestational diabetes? I'm seriously so hungry all the time that it makes me cry. And when I don't eat the carbs, I'm sluggish and exhausted and can't keep my eyes open and the extreme fatigue makes me cry. I just want my baby to be healthy. HELP!

Sorry in advance for the long post, I just don’t know what to do.
I’m a college student and I’ve been seeing this guy since October of 2022, I get mixed flags from this guy often.
When we first started talking I was away at college for my 1st year of school, so we were talking long distance. We talked everyday, he actually cared about my day and how I was doing. Before, we actually used to be childhood friends back from my hometown, so I knew him well.
He was sweet, he would compliment me daily and actually got me to accept myself in body and as a person. This was my first time ever talking with someone seriously.
We then went from casual talking to sexting or sending eachother intimate images. I had no experience in anything so he was the first to ever see me ever in this way. As the months went on, he started calling me his girlfriend, along with telling me he loved me.
I didn’t know how to feel at the time, I felt that we were moving too fast as I had never been in a relationship before, and he didn’t even ask me to be his girlfriend, he just started calling my his one day. It made me feel like I was wanted.
But whenever he said “I love you” I would say it back, I always felt like I had to reciprocate love back, even though I was still unsure. It was eventually winter break and I had experienced an injury that prevented me from returning to college for my spring semester, so I was back in my hometown where he was. By this time, I finally texted him and told him that I didn’t feel comfortable with him saying “I love you” to me, it almost felt like a breakup. We stopped talking for about a week and then he eventually talked to me first, about us. We then continued on with whatever we were.
As I was still healing, he was there for me, talked to me lovingly and made sure I was okay. When I was fully healed we met each other in person for the first time. This was the time we had first gotten intimate with each other, everything changed. From this point on, we were more sexual with eachother, I was always excited to see him and we met with each other pretty regularly.
By the 1 year mark I had realized I actually did love him back, but I still kept my feelings to myself. I felt like after I had told him the first time around to stop saying “I love you” was when he stoping showing any affection to me at all. I felt at fault so I never confessed that I loved him back, if I did I would feel hypocritical.
I then left for college again a few states away, we were back to talking long distance, but it felt different. He would only contact me for nudes or sext me but because I still had feelings for him I always responded back with what he wanted. Even though it wasn’t as romantic as before, I still felt myself yearning for his attention. I wanted him to talk with me like he used to, I wanted to hear his voice, hold his hand and just talk like we used to. I missed the man he was before I had given him my body.
By Thanksgiving Break was when the first incident of him ghosted me happened. We were still talking everyday, it felt okay again. I was working on my midterms before my school’s fall break when I went to go text him.
I was unadded on almost everything, he didn’t say a word. It wasn’t until I contacted him through his phone number when I finally got through to him. I felt desperate, he was the only person I had feelings for like this. When I questioned him on why he unadded me on everything he never gave me a straight answer.
The short conversation basically ended with him saying he didn’t want to speak with me anymore, so I respected his boundaries and never contacted him after that. I was hurt, I had never experienced heartbreak before, I remember I had cried myself to sleep for 3 days, I felt like a mess. But no matter what, I never begged him back.
I still wanted him, I shared a lot of firsts with him and still wanted him in my life. Friends reassured me that he was bound to contact me first, and he did. It of course was for my body though, I guess I still wanted him bad enough that I gave in. I sent him images of my body.
We started sexting regularly again, I would give him all my attention, I remeber before, he even asked that I don’t have sex with anyone else, and I stupidly agreed. I only wanted him, even with the way he treated me. It went on like this into the spring semester of 2024.
All spring, he would ask off and on when I would be home. I thought he cared about me, and was getting excited that he wanted to see me again. I thought things had changed. Finals were over and I traveled back home and he was the first person I met up with.
It felt like the first time we had gotten intimate with each other. I felt the thrill and love we once had, but I guess it was only one sided. We had gotten intimate with each other only 2 times within the first 2 weeks I was home and then he dropped me again.
This time he had blocked me on everything except his instagram. I guess he wanted to ghost me completely but I had dm’d him. Again he was short, he revealed to me that he had started talking to this girl, and really liked her, even saying that she liked him back.
I only got a little more information out of him, he explained that he had connected to this girl 3 days ago, when me and him had met 4 days ago… He went on a little more saying he removed me from everything because he didn’t want to mess things up with this new girl. Did he not care about messing things up with me?
I felt used, I felt like he only ever saw me as a body. I tried to talk with him more, I wanted to ask what happened between them, how he could have these feelings for this girl within a night, did he fuck her a day after did? I pathetically confessed my feelings. Not even a sorry or a goodbye, no heads up, no communication. He blocked me from talking further.
Was I only a person good for being used? Why were my feelings never considered, why do I still have feelings for him even now? Even though I know I will get hurt again. I still love him.

I applied to Findlay Online and Roseman and got accepted to both with no prior experience in pharmacy. I did pretty well in all my undergrad courses including my prerequisites. I had a GPA of 3.9.
I did really well on the exams, but my issue is that I am very good at brain dumping. I would pack all the information into my brain for the exam and then in a few weeks I feel like I forgot it all. I want to go back and study up on one or two classes to prepare myself for pharmacy school. What would you say were the most important undergrad prerequisite courses for pharmacy school?