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(im a noob with odoo)I'm doing an internship in an Odoo partner company and I've been commissioned to do the website in Odoo 17, my boss has told me to do it by hand with the web editor and not to copy and paste code... I could use some advice, or if you know of a free online course to learn or something, thank you.

Greetings to all ! My name is Alyssa quill You've probably read the title already but Let's get on with introducing myself before we get into the main point of how I'll be working.
As you already know my name already we'll just start with my age, I'm 17. I started working on Reddit and on this community few years ago by 2021 and I began editing with 7 years of experience. Let's move on with my editing SOFTWARE Which is
• Adobe Premiere Pro • After Effects • Photoshop premium • Alight Motion • Capcut (PC)
I have great experience in using these software in a way of working with you!
Let's get to the main point where the title says yep! You read it right! I can most definitely edit in multiple editing styles, Well not directly of course you need to present me an example of how you want me to edit your video like an inspiration. I won't fully copy and paste the editing style you've presented me to your video since that would cause trouble but I would use some materials and the highlights of what you'd want for your video.
Here are some of the videos I worked on! ( Note : most of them are done last year since I took a break on working for a while.
COMMENTARY VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/trZXd_eL0Rg?si=oETZoSxb3ZSmMdyH
https://youtu.be/BQaA39En_WI?si=ue9W5yukBjM83Hcn
https://youtu.be/VkNIpvKnj7k?si=RpLTnYmgsHKwpjM8
https://youtu.be/v22Y-Khtywc?si=DipPV8UgSx8fvYs8
ANALOG HORROR VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/2L1KLjmDrMc?si=hU6GoNJwq_Q1VL_e
https://youtu.be/Sz9MJr72fWg?si=l3J0lv7D-66snymz
GAMING VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/iJPkx3v635E?si=TjNp-wBiXZX56nk4
https://youtu.be/xO2qo0VnDzw?si=pSx4SsFsdtjko3HE
Thank you very much for reading! I hope in working with ya soon !

Greetings to all ! My name is Alyssa quill You've probably read the title already but Let's get on with introducing myself before we get into the main point of how I'll be working.
As you already know my name already we'll just start with my age, I'm 17. I started working on Reddit and on this community few years ago by 2021 and I began editing with 7 years of experience. Let's move on with my editing SOFTWARE Which is
• Adobe Premiere Pro • After Effects • Photoshop premium • Alight Motion • Capcut (PC)
I have great experience in using these software in a way of working with you!
Let's get to the main point where the title says yep! You read it right! I can most definitely edit in multiple editing styles, Well not directly of course you need to present me an example of how you want me to edit your video like an inspiration. I won't fully copy and paste the editing style you've presented me to your video since that would cause trouble but I would use some materials and the highlights of what you'd want for your video.
Here are some of the videos I worked on! ( Note : most of them are done last year since I took a break on working for a while.
COMMENTARY VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/trZXd_eL0Rg?si=oETZoSxb3ZSmMdyH
https://youtu.be/BQaA39En_WI?si=ue9W5yukBjM83Hcn
https://youtu.be/VkNIpvKnj7k?si=RpLTnYmgsHKwpjM8
https://youtu.be/v22Y-Khtywc?si=DipPV8UgSx8fvYs8
ANALOG HORROR VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/2L1KLjmDrMc?si=hU6GoNJwq_Q1VL_e
https://youtu.be/Sz9MJr72fWg?si=l3J0lv7D-66snymz
GAMING VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/iJPkx3v635E?si=TjNp-wBiXZX56nk4
https://youtu.be/xO2qo0VnDzw?si=pSx4SsFsdtjko3HE
Thank you very much for reading! I hope in working with ya soon !

GM HEGE FAM. (copy paste from Telegram)
It’s May 15th here in Europe and you deserve your daily update.
MARKET: The GME / roaring kitty craze continues and draws all its liquidity to it. I don’t wanna call it yet, but this might look like our bottom here. 3M. We tested lower. Pushed up. We flushed our lots of jeets and a few older whales exited. Some are DCAing in right now with small but consistent buys.
DEVELOPMENTS:
* X spaces update tonight. Check announcements and pinned for updates
* team tested a hired raid army yesterday and they did quite a good job. We will continue to hire them.
* DEV will announce new giveaway soon.
* new animation in the making. I got a sneak peak. Stay tuned.
* we have DexScreener and China ads running.
* team will have another team VC tonight before the X spaces to coordinate things
NUMBERS in 24h (as of writing):
Holders: 4583 > 4689 (!)
TG: 3281 > 3285
“RANDOM RUMOUR” OF THE DAY:
u/JoeElkadi “LEBANESE SITE LISTING INCOMING. YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST”
WHALE RESURGENCE OF THE DAY:
u/trevvorrrr “Yo guys. What is up? U know what, I aped in at presale and just opened my wallet 😂 after more than a month. I have like 3 mil tokens 😂” - oh and he’s not only not selling but buying more. Welcome back Trevor!
Thanks for reading. Have a very hegy day!

I've been a loyal Codecademy user, always revisiting it every "I'm finally gonna sit down and learn HTML and definitely not forget it two seconds later" cycle throughout the years. Most recently however, there's been a change in my tune (I'm now a CompSci victim student and actually had to crack down and learn my languages with a purpose) and have been learning C++ at school.
Just this last week I've been trying to brush up on and review everything I've learned over the last year with Codecademy's C++ course and have unfortunately found myself running into an issue where, say I use 'using namespace std' to cut down on std::'s in my code or I slip in an endl instead of \n, even if my code gets the exact result that we're sought after, mine is wrong, and I can't move onto the next step until I copy their solution word for word, bar for bar. Can't lil buddy pre-made course guide just let me be? Feels like those memes of online tests with automated marking that knock your grade down because you put a space after your answer or didn't make the first letter of your answer uppercase...

Tl;dr: My first love was coined just as therapist relationship.
Myself(20M), From the beginning it was on and off story, she(18F) had left her past and embraced new journey with me which held strong for an year and on and off for 3 years because we were still kids and facing board exams. My part of love started like when I was 15(she was 13) and confessed when she was 16 (I was 18). She had also told me to wait till her board exams and I did wait for her for an year and (still waiting...)
I never ever questioned she had her past relationship once ( when she was much younger) . When she said that she would like to have a fresh start and promised me. I believed that mistakes happen and I thought not everyone would be lucky and let my first love at stake. I forgave her and believed her for this.
I believed in her for the new start. It was strong - you know when people write old type love letters always to each other and shared a docs file to write down everything and plan future and all. I had even documented every past visit/meetups and all as a story and she was too. It was great to experience both sides again after the meetups in text format. Like literally our history is like 200+ pages.
Now somehow the old past came back and she is now saying that she was just therapist-ing me for my rough childhood days and she was just helping me.
Now you only tell me, someone whom you discuss all your past and plan life with and share many personal stuff ends up being just therapist-ing each other?? I am not blaming my old past or her leaving me.. the title which she gave to my precious little first true love as therapist relationship. That hurt me in all possible ways. I don't have 6packs nor do I look handsome, my pros are having patience and being calm. She said her past bf is more calmer and has more patience than me . I cannot compete with someone with my best trait when it is having patience. I guess my boon became a curse. If that's how I need to prove my love then I shall wait.. for her
What hurt me the most is that.. two sided love story turned (coined) into a therapist story. Or atleast that was the reason given by her.
Yet here I am desperate about my first true love and still waiting for her when she seems to be long gone. If that's(having patience) how I need to prove my love then I shall wait.. for her... With all those love letters that I have stacked with me...

I'll just give you a gist of my current situation and if you have come across silent bullying,please let me know how did you deal with it and how am I supposed to handle it. Because silent bullying is worse than other forms of bullying, it mentally exhausts you so much.
I have this neighbour and she is actually 6 years older to me. I don't talk or mingle a lot with everyone but I always try to be in a cordial relationship with everyone. This woman, I don't know what her issue is with me. I didn't do anything bad to her, I've never been rude to her. I just mind my own business. But she keeps bullying me silently like whenever I pass across group of women in my area she automatically starts whispering something to them and they start laughing out loud. This has happened a lot of times. And even people who used to talk to me have stopped talking to me. Even when I say a Hi they don't respond. I go for jogging everyday,she never used to jog but for the past two weeks whenever I go for jogging she brings two women with her and keeps laughing and never let's me do my jogging peacefully. Previously she used to go to a different gym but last week she joined my gym and I don't know what exactly happened but even the few people who used to be nice to me are not even talking properly to me. I was like "fine,let's just ignore because it's going to ruin my mental peace". I can't even make a complaint on her because the way she bullies me is not done explicitly. There's no proper evidence to make a complaint on her. She does all these stuff and she copies each and every single stuff I do or I wear. She tries to wear the exact same dress I wear, she tries to do whatever I do.
How am I even supposed to describe this situation. Is she trying to get a reaction from me? I've even tried having conversations with her but she just cuts me off within few minutes. As an HSP I've been mentally exhausted for the last two weeks. How am I supposed to handle this situation and if you've ever been in a similar situation how did you overcome this?
Thanks in advance.

This past year has been a crazy ride, and I need somewhere to let it out.
On this day last year, I(27M) received a FaceTime call from my parents. They're based in Asia while my brother (25M) and I work / go to school in the US - so we have a set time for weekly catchups over the phone. But this time it was weird that they didn't just call. It was the first time in years since they video call me.
Mom(55F) and dad(57M) showed up on my phone screen, but mom didn't have any hair. They told me that she had been diagnosed with late stage cervical cancer a few weeks back and that she had immediately started chemo. My parents got their annual checkup just a few months back, but she was unlucky. The cancer had developed quickly in an area hard to detect, so it was found at a late stage. But fortunately she was receiving the best treatment available, and her company was helping our family with medical expenses. I cried after hanging up. I never thought I'd have to think about my mom's mortality this early. It felt like I was caught in some nasty prank, and I didn't know what to do. At least on screen my mom seemed lively and optimistic with the situation at the time.
I quickly decided it was best I fly over to Asia and help out my parents. Luckily I had recently quit my full time job to start my own business, so I wasn't tied to a company or a geographic location. My brother was starting a program at his dream grad school later that summer, and I was happy to help him focus on it. Instead he would immediately head to my parent's and stay with them until I wrapped up my life in the US and moved over. I had my last hoorah with my friends, gave away my furniture, and packed up my suitcase. I had been living with my girlfriend at the time, and carving myself out of the apartment was more painful than I ever expected. Saying goodbye sucked, especially when I didn't know when I was coming back.
Fast forward a few weeks, I moved into my parent's house. The next few months would be a blur of numerous trips to the hospital, a life in a different country. We were getting into the groove of things, and chemo actually started chipping away at my mom's tumor. But spending large chunks of each week at the hospital, working on my business at night(my work requires me to match US time zones), and having no social life in the country started taking toll on me. I barely knew anyone in the city and I'd have days and weeks not physically speaking at all. My mental and physical health deteriorated, and eventually after much thought I decided to break up with my girlfriend of four years. I just didn't think I was being a good partner with all that was happening in my life, and I had no clue when all this would end - especially given the time difference and distance. It was rough ending things with the most serious girlfriend I ever had, but I had to focus on my family and she understood.
I soon realized that my mom's cancer wasn't the only thing I had to face. I had to figure out my complicated relationship with my dad. I wouldn't call him a bad guy. He has good intentions but he's a troubled man haunted by his job and childhood tragedies(death of siblings, relationship with family, his parents stopping him from pursuing his dreams, etc) Since I was young he struggled with communicating his thoughts / emotions and abusing alcohol. He was never really present in my upbringing, as he sunk away to his room after work to watch TV without helping around the house much. Yes there were moments where he drove us to school a few weeks and took us fishing a couple times, but those gestures faded away by the time my brother and I were 10. When drunk, he broke things around the house regularly, and at his worst he physically assaulted me when I was a teenager. We never really had a legitimate conversation since (he never really talked unless he was drunk), and my mom acted as a sort of a shield / translator between us throughout the years. But he did work and provide for the family for decades, and I should not forget that. Now that I'm older I do see why he was so upset and aggressive back then. I'm finding myself slowly forgiving him over the years. But it also can't be an excuse for what he did and I still find myself deeply affected by his actions.
My dad's aloofness continued into December 2023. In some ways it felt like he was denying to accept the gravity of the situation. He continued drinking heavily and depending on my ill mom for housework / meals. I was upset because it seemed like my mom was still carrying most of the burden even with cancer and he was doing the bare minimum to help our family. I was tired and depressed. I uprooted my whole life, and for months I haven't been able to make much progress in my personal, professional, and social lives. But he wasn't contributing much for our family. I guess he thought improvements in my mom's health would continue and she'd recover soon.
Around new year, chemo stopped making progress, and my mom's condition began worsening week by week. Some of her organs started having issues, bringing debilitating pain. The doctors tried different treatments, radiotherapy, etc, but the situation kept on heading south. Her stays at the hospital grew longer, and she started cry more often. At times her pain would be so terrible that she'd scream into my arms saying that she doesn't want to continue living anymore. Every day I can still hear her cries and it's messing with me. I hate losing someone strong / kind like her inch by inch. After seeing my mom's state worsen, my dad started turning around and investing more time / attention to our family. He cut down most of his drinking and began spending most of his free time with her. I think he finally started realizing that he could actually lose his wife. I do appreciate him stepping up, and he and I started cooperating on nursing mom and getting through house chores. Sometimes I feel guilty for this, but I'm still having difficulty trusting him 100% given all we've been through. It's still tough to spend 1:1 time with him.
Fast forward to now, the situation hasn't improved much and my mom hasn't been home in months. Even phone calls and texts are difficult for her now. The doctors are planning on trying one more treatment, but if it doesn't work we'll likely have to begin preparing for the worst. I saw on reddit that old photos help cancer patients a lot, so I went through our family album to show digital copies to my mom. I can't remember the last time I cried that much. Thankfully, my brother is now in town on vacation for the next few weeks, and he's been very helpful. We're grateful that he had a successful first year at grad school, and him returning has been a breath of fresh air for our family. Seeing my brother has been helping my mom a lot as well. I'm sure my brother is feeling his own shock and guilt with all that's happening to our family. I hope he's able to find strength within himself.
But I need to face the fact that my mom started taking morphine and that the doctors began discussing hospice. My parents and I took the past few weeks to organize my mom's finances, taxes, and legal work. It's still surreal that I had to go through my mom's stuff. She has been strong / stoic throughout this whole process, but I can't imagine what pain / thoughts she's dealing with when my dad or I'm not around. I can't imagine what it's like to even begin thinking about the end. A miracle could happen, but nothing is guaranteed. All I can do is just take each day as it is and keep moving forward.
I took a pause on work in the last few months to focus on helping my family and recovering my health. I'm slowly but surely spending up my savings though, and I feel like I'm being left behind professionally and socially. I'm finding myself depressed not being able to make progress with my life and career. I have no friends and I can't remember the last time I took a legitimate break. I can't help but wonder how my business will work out, whether I can become social again, and what my future will look like. But it's been so difficult to plan anything because any day / week my mom's situation can shift drastically. And at times I feel guilty thinking about myself when my mom is suffering this much. I'm trying really hard to keep a routine with exercise and work so I can keep myself healthy to continue helping my parents. It's been a challenging fight to keep all these things balanced.
But I also can't deny that I've seen a lot of beauty in life as well in the past year. So many friends and family helped us out, and I sat down with my mom with deep conversations on life. I've also changed / grew tremendously, and my perspective on life / death matured a lot. I learned the importance of mental / physical health. This dark period in my life also could be the beginning of a relationship with my dad. I don't do social media but so many friends remembered our family and reached out proactively. Thank you everyone. All of the other problems I had in life seem so small / solvable now, after all I've gone through. Imagine how easy those obstacles will feel once all this is over!
I have no idea how all of this will resolve, but I just hope my mom doesn't go through much pain. Sometimes I just want to drop everything and give up but I want to help my mom as much as I can until the end. She always tried her best to give my brother and me the best possible life. A few weeks ago, she told me that she has no regrets because she gave us all her love over the past 20 to 30 years, a feat that other moms might take 50 to 60 years to accomplish. She really did her best and she was the greatest mom I could ever have.
I'm curious what kind of person I'll become after the dust settles. Daydreaming about what's to come after these tough times keep me going. The rest of the year probably won't be pretty though, especially if my mom's health worsens. In whatever way this situation resolves towards, I won't disappoint her. I hope I can stay strong throughout and I'll keep giving life my best.
And I hope this past year does stay the toughest year of my life lol

I have been studying Japanese using Duolingo for almost 2 months now and I was so happy I thouhgt I could subscribe to their app. I want to learn SPOKEN japanese only, and thanks to the romaji option the apps gives us, I could learn everything fast and easy like every other language. I do NOT want to learn hiragana and, even more, I do not want to learn kanjis at all. I want to be able to watch movies, tv shows and even listen to music, news, etc. That's enough for me and I found Duolingo was perfect! (I even started with Pimsleur first, but I found Duolingo much more suitable for me). However, suddenly, at Lesson 12, unit 2, almost every question I got in the Legendary quiz were written in hiragana. What's worse, you can't copy/paste or even just listen to what the answers sound like. You just have options to pick from. Until previous unit, every question had the romaji translation next to every word. Why on Earth the sudden change? Have I wasted 2 months just to find myself at a dead end? Do things become worse from now on?

I (19) dated my boyfriend (18) for 8 months semi- long distance due to college )but i came home somtimes on weekends). I was so happy with him and he was everything I wanted in a boyfriend and I believe we were very compatible in many ways. However, I broke up with him after 8 months because he was emotionally immature and ignorant whenever we argued. It was his first relationship so I gave him the benefit of the doubt but whenever we argued he broke my emotional boundaries a couple times. For example, if i told him saying something snarky or sarcasting during an argument hurt my feelings he would apologzie but if in a later argument, if he didnt like something that i said, he would say something sarcasting knowing it would hurt my feelings. He also had a bit of anger issues (verbally) where he would say things without thinking and it would hurt me. He had insecurity issues and self esteems issues because of bullying. He had his own personal issues at home with his family that might have played a factor in his behavior that I tried really hard to understand but I broke up with him because he kept hurting me.
He wrote me letters after our break up begging me to take him back but I didnt get back with him. Fast forward four months, and he called me and it was a rather calm conversation. I ended up contiuing to talk to him as if we were friends but I havent let him back into my life romantically. He is actively pursuing me and wants to show me how much he changed and that he is a new person bc he realized how ignorant and immature he was. I genuinely do see his changes as Ive been talking to him for over two months now and hes much calmer, open minded, and emotionally aware. Its been going smoothly except he still struggles with self esteem and insecurity issues and sometimes he seeks validation from me. I talked through these issues with him and hes getting better but I told him im not his therapist and that i'll be supporting him, but im not responsible for his issues. I havent made the decision to date him yet but hes determined to make me fall for him again.
Talking to him has made me have feelings for him again and I have forgiven him but sometimes I can't forget how he behaved. I'm confident he is a changed person and he wont hurt me like he did before but all my friends tell me to drop him and stop talking to him but they also dont understand how hard it is to let go because I genuinely believe he wasnt a bad person. They also dont understand how happy and loved I felt even though I know they just want the best for me. Is it that humiliating to get back with someone that hurt me in the past? Does this mean I lack self-respect? I am genuinely stumped and dont know what to do.

So I accidentally sent in an unfinished version of my essay for the body paragraph assignment. Everything was pretty solid, but it didn’t have a proper conclusion as I was working on and finishing the cover letter at the end. And I had a completed version ready to paste in the incomplete’s place. But I accidentally sent in the original file without doing so.
Will I just get points docked and not worry about it too much? (I don’t need A’s or anything. I just make sure I pass) Or do I have to contact someone to let them know? Or is it possible to send in a new file as long as the original one isn’t graded? Or will they most likely just send it back and ask me to fix or review it?

Hey guys, I hope you're all enjoying your week so far :)
As the title says - how do you manage updates on file with a lot of screens / pages / sections? Are you using branches or do you create a separate file for each flow / domain of the product you're designing for?
The idea is to have a main file with all UI screens for the digital product. When updating a specific flow, those updates need to be done and approved outside the main file and then merged (or moved) with the main file.
Unfortunately, Figma only offers branching an entire file (and files could be really big in size, so it slows down the process). It would be really cool if we could create a branch for a single section, for example.
The other way is to create a separate file for each flow / section of the UI file, make updates there, confirm and then copy & paste back to the main file.
So, again, what's your experience in these situations? Any cool hacks you'd like to share? Maybe I'm not aware of some other possible solutions.
Cheers!

Me and my ex are currently doing no contact. She knows how much I love her as I already write her a very heartfelt letter saying so. We’ve talked about how we can’t see each other with other people and how much we love each other even after the breakup. Yet long story short me and my ex had a little drawn out break up. I tried to make things work for a month after she first broke up with me. She said she needed to be alone a month later. I kept calling her and she agreed to, up until about a week ago she asked for me to take a step back. I agreed and didn’t message her and her birthday went by within those days. I still didn’t message her. She saw me downtown that night and cried to me and vented and was mad that I didn’t wish her a happy birthday. She asked to apologize and meet up in person the night after. That night we only talked super formally and only about how we’re looking forward to healing.
My one concern is that through that whole conversation, I didn’t make it clear that I still want to try again for a relationship with her. Earlier that day when she had initially apologized for crying and venting to me, I responded with as heartfelt and mature of a response that I could give, including me saying “While I’m aware that what we had is over,” then continuing to be optimistic about our healing processes. While I have made it know ever since our initial breakup two months ago up until a few days ago when we had that talk that I really want to make things work, I feel like given how I responded to her request for space, didn’t wish her a happy birthday, acknowledged that what we had is over, and me not even bringing up how I want to try again in the future will make her believe that I’m just truly completely over trying for her, which couldn’t be further from the truth.
For additional context, we had drawn out the breakup simply because we have so much love for one another other. We were each other’s first bf/gf. This whole process was all about her needing space and needing to be alone right now. She had said once or twice that if this is meant to be then it will be. Yet I’m scared that she might take me saying “While I’m aware that what we had is over” as a sign of me not wanting to try anymore. She never gave me a direct statement of her saying how we are completely over. She had said enough times to me that this is a breakup. How she needs to be alone right now. How she needs her space. And she doesn’t know for how long. Yet I’m afraid that I might have said the wrong words and followed through with actions that don’t truly align with my true incentives. I can easily tell that the conversation that we had was all the closure that she needed to officially move on from me and to start living her life completely without me. She is a very healthy woman who looks at the world through a very healthy, optimistic and peaceful perspective. Due to this it seems like she wouldn't’ be the type to hold onto something like this after getting closure like that.
I only acted that way and didn’t speak to her and didn’t bring up any future aspirations of rekindling with her just do not disrupt her emotions any further as I know that this is a tough time for the both of us.I currently work with her yet she put her two weeks in already and I have my final shift with her this Sunday night. I’m contemplating if it’s a good idea for me to tell her one last time that I’m still interested in trying again in the future.
Should I use our last shift working together as an opportunity to tell her that I still want to try again for a relationship in the future? I really miss her and still love her and care about her deeply. This whole process has just been really hard and I feel the need to use this last in person chance as an opportunity to show her that I’m still interested in her. I feel like she’s the love of my life and I’ve told her that throughout the past 2 months. Please let me know if you guys think that this is a good idea.
TLDR: I feel as though I gave off the wrong impression with my ex over the past few days. Unintentionally letting her think that I’m completely done with her and wanting to move on when that couldn’t be further from the truth. She is a very mature, peaceful, healthy and optimistic woman, and given all of the closure that she just got combined with my misleading intentions, I fear that she will officially let me go given that I was the one who wanted to hold on and make things work when she first asked for space. I still really love her and care about her deeply and feel as though she’s the one for me. Should I use our last shift working together to tell her how I still want to try again for a relationship in the future?

Me and my ex are currently doing no contact. She knows how much I love her as I already write her a very heartfelt letter saying so. We’ve talked about how we can’t see each other with other people and how much we love each other even after the breakup. Yet long story short me and my ex had a little drawn out break up. I tried to make things work for a month after she first broke up with me. She said she needed to be alone a month later. I kept calling her and she agreed to, up until about a week ago she asked for me to take a step back. I agreed and didn’t message her and her birthday went by within those days. I still didn’t message her. She saw me downtown that night and cried to me and vented and was mad that I didn’t wish her a happy birthday. She asked to apologize and meet up in person the night after. That night we only talked super formally and only about how we’re looking forward to healing.
My one concern is that through that whole conversation, I didn’t make it clear that I still want to try again for a relationship with her. Earlier that day when she had initially apologized for crying and venting to me, I responded with as heartfelt and mature of a response that I could give, including me saying “While I’m aware that what we had is over,” then continuing to be optimistic about our healing processes. While I have made it know ever since our initial breakup two months ago up until a few days ago when we had that talk that I really want to make things work, I feel like given how I responded to her request for space, didn’t wish her a happy birthday, acknowledged that what we had is over, and me not even bringing up how I want to try again in the future will make her believe that I’m just truly completely over trying for her, which couldn’t be further from the truth.
For additional context, we had drawn out the breakup simply because we have so much love for one another other. We were each other’s first bf/gf. This whole process was all about her needing space and needing to be alone right now. She had said once or twice that if this is meant to be then it will be. Yet I’m scared that she might take me saying “While I’m aware that what we had is over” as a sign of me not wanting to try anymore. She never gave me a direct statement of her saying how we are completely over. She had said enough times to me that this is a breakup. How she needs to be alone right now. How she needs her space. And she doesn’t know for how long. Yet I’m afraid that I might have said the wrong words and followed through with actions that don’t truly align with my true incentives. I can easily tell that the conversation that we had was all the closure that she needed to officially move on from me and to start living her life completely without me. She is a very healthy woman who looks at the world through a very healthy, optimistic and peaceful perspective. Due to this it seems like she wouldn't’ be the type to hold onto something like this after getting closure like that.
I only acted that way and didn’t speak to her and didn’t bring up any future aspirations of rekindling with her just do not disrupt her emotions any further as I know that this is a tough time for the both of us.I currently work with her yet she put her two weeks in already and I have my final shift with her this Sunday night. I’m contemplating if it’s a good idea for me to tell her one last time that I’m still interested in trying again in the future.
Should I use our last shift working together as an opportunity to tell her that I still want to try again for a relationship in the future? I really miss her and still love her and care about her deeply. This whole process has just been really hard and I feel the need to use this last in person chance as an opportunity to show her that I’m still interested in her. I feel like she’s the love of my life and I’ve told her that throughout the past 2 months. Please let me know if you guys think that this is a good idea.
TLDR: I feel as though I gave off the wrong impression with my ex over the past few days. Unintentionally letting her think that I’m completely done with her and wanting to move on when that couldn’t be further from the truth. She is a very mature, peaceful, healthy and optimistic woman, and given all of the closure that she just got combined with my misleading intentions, I fear that she will officially let me go given that I was the one who wanted to hold on and make things work when she first asked for space. I still really love her and care about her deeply and feel as though she’s the one for me. Should I use our last shift working together to tell her how I still want to try again for a relationship in the future?

I like and hate myself at the same time
I'm scared that I'm gonna disappointed a lot of people
List thing that I have tried but didn't work
Just signup BK for tomorrow but I'm not sure if it can help
you know what?
I'm back to depresed hole again. TLDR I'm known as college student who keep failed at my skripsi.
IDK I think I'm weird because I'm feeling my life just gonna be fine if I not graduate, but I know this is just on my mind.
The real life latter will make me begging and reggret that I should have finish my skripsi.
I don't feel like doing anything again.
Today I just sleep for 12 hours, but I remember I had appointment with lecturer at 1PM.
My head hurts when waking up, I know it gonna hurt because I do this thing on some occasion in the past when I want to torture myself with strong headache.
I want to escape again, by turning off my phone. But I don't want my family come to my 'kost', because I make them worried.
My father keep nagging me about my progress too and I think he send message to my lecturer -_-,
So I'm thinking by just ignoring all the notifications.
But I have deal with my friend, he say gonna message me twice a day to ask about my progress. If I skip a day I need to pay 50k. Which is a lot for me.
Just lie to my friend that I had progress? nope, I still want to be kind and honest human being despite living in Indonesia.
But IDK why I can't be kind to myself. I'm already 26yo.
Today I set my foot on campus again after a long time (last consultation with lecturer is before ramadahan).
You know what? I'm so envy of their young age, when they can just play around and just talking about shit, anything.
I want to tell them to be persistent, focus and obsesisve to thing you want to accomplish. But who am I to tell them that?
I hope they just didn't become like me and can graduate on time.
Why I'm typing this thing again when I have to focus on skripsi?
IDK, because everytime I open my skripsi I feel tired and just want to sleep, laying on bed with my phone, reading and watching a lot of things (anything except skripsi)
Actually I have feeling like this too in the past and the solution is by writing checklist. checklist about what step by step in detailed manner to do a thing in atomic format.
Basically to stop scaring my brain and stop my false imagination about how hard this is

1. open office app
   
2. open the skripsi file
   
3. just read the title
   
4. read until you bored maybe 5m
   
5. read again the next page
   
6. open second app put on the right side of the office app
   
7. write a list of thing you should fix but don't fix it
   
8. just read read read until you bored
   

eventually the feeling to write and fix thing from the list is gonna appear
BUT ...
IDK, the action need to be done is just
READ, SEARCH and WRITE?
how hard it is? nope, is so simple yet lkafjdsafsldjkljasfdkkljdfsakjladsfjklfadsasldfjkadsfjlkadsflkjadslfkjasdflkjafhupqweifqwoefnasdlkfj
I hate writing skripsi docs because I can't see the result is right or wrong, if I think this is already right by just working on it by an hour.
Sometime it wrong by my lecturers and he give some explation why it wrong that most of the time I agreed as well.
But If I keep working on it until I feel this is perfect, it gonna need more than an hour and that make me feel lazy to working on it.
I like coding the app, making stuff work, the compiler always tell me what wrong in mere seconds or minutes. I can lookup the solution as long as it takes and it still fun.
because the compiler always say what wrong instanstly.
But the fact that I need to sync the skripsi docs and the application make me lazy to coding the skripsi project again.
It really make me want to code other thing but I end up using it as a escape from skrispi work.
*oh it's ashar, ok bye, thanks once again for people who always support me, now I want to rant to god (I know I just need to patient with the work and result but F why I'm like this)
*wiring this on text app, copy into reddit and it have many whitespace, sorry

with a bf na napakamaalaga, family guy, at napakabait, I couldn't ask for more. I literally ask myself how did I even deserve him because my past self wouldn't believe me if I say I currently have a bf like him. things are easy for us, college is hectic pero batchmates naman kami and our friends are friends with each other, so hindi naman mahirap i-balance 'yung bros-gf/bf time namin. I just really wanna get this off my chest. we're really wholesome with each other, we never had dirty talks even before for a long time. para kaming nasa bagong phase ngayon, but it's not a negative thing. since we're making out a lot recently, ofc we're already done with the kissing and kissing parts, onto the second base. kahit nasa med-allied field kami, I find it hard to open up to him na may extra nipple ako sa isang boob ko, which is REALLY evident. what if it's a deal breaker? although convinced naman ako na mahal na mahal niya ako through being close to my parents, writing me letters, always telling me how much he loves me, always including his friends and my friends in our lives so we become closer, I am indeed confident na what he's showing me is genuine and authentic. sometimes I just think it's better to break up with him kesa makatanggap ng rejection because of it. I don't know I never tried opening up about this with my past bfs kasi. mahirap din if anong mangyari after this eh makikita ko siya sa campus plus we have mutual bffs. what if isipin niyang too late to back down na kasi he would seem like an asshole? haha I hate this feeling.
p.s. I do not intend to make this post rude, I'm just so lost right now.

Will start from the first me [25F] joined the current manufacturing industrial company from a IT company. The current job hop happened when I was 1.5 years into my IT career. So it was overwhelming for me how a day ago I was doing security patching and now am surrounded by all these machineries and welding stuff, they make air distillation columns.
Now 9 months in to this new career as a Quality Assurance Trainee, i still feel like I'm going no where. A new company intern has joined and i see massive potential in him and he could be a better asset than me. Now again i heard another intern is joining from America and the reality of "oh well am replaceable" is hitting me.
My boss initially when I joined, in front of another department asked me about isometrics and I had no idea so I told "no I don't know" and he laughed and all then proceeded to explain it to me. And after that meeting he said, you graduated from mechanical 2 years back and you don't remember it, seems like IT ruin people.
He is helpful and guides me through times. But some back hand comments have affected me. Like once i didn't know how to use a punching machine because last time i used was 8 years ago and this one was quite different rather the normal one you see. So he went "You need to be taught everything".
Now in this new job I was hellah depressed at the first 2 months fully suicidal. 3 weeks into joining he had a meeting with me and he told me you don't know any of the company procedures. I felt like a looser and still do. from there the nightmares started. I couldn't sleep because all I could think about was NCR (non conformity report)
But the nightmare's stopped eventually, until recently it got worse so My boss has 2 sub ordinates in which one i have no idea what work they are doing? Their responsibility was this Gemba file. Now it has come to me and I'm the one dealing with it along with the new intern. NCR log full control on me. with 85% completion done by me. and i have close NCR verify root cause and corrective action taken. corrective action verification and CoPQ. Have to follow up for internal audits, Quality capitalization. I feel like am doing a lot and still not satisfied with my work.
Recently my boss went for vacation and during that time there were 2 NCR which needed RCA and since he told me to do check that and i said okay. He was not here and we needed Internal meeting with concerned stakeholders so i asked my boss's boss who is HOD of our department, what to do and he said, no do just fact verification. And once my boss came back. He asked for this and i replied I didn't do RCA cause this is what happened. And he went so it feels like you're boss is not me but our HOD. And after that nightmare's started which lead to, where i couldn't talk to my HOD also. Like my boss getting angry at me telling he is the boss of me so do what I say. Declining a promotion because I was doing a bad job and my boss won't like me if I get promotion cause I'm underserving.
One day he did not had tissues and he asked me to get the tissues for him and I had to arrange tissues for him and this made me feel like I'm more of his personal assistant. Yesterday I had another meeting and i was not able to attend a meeting which happens daily, and in that daily meeting we update the status of current number of NCR and CoPQ etc. through a dashboard graph which to be updated regularly at 1:00pm. For updating easily info is given through a group chat in WhatsApp and it is to be updated in a google sheet file, before going I told him I'll update it but i got busy and forgot to update it. My boss called me during the meeting and i didn't answer the call cause meeting got prolonged and once i came back, he went " Where is the update, you told me you will update it." And i didn't replied anything. Just said sorry and I updated that file. My only question is it's a copy paste data, why did he wait for me? and it should be updated at 1:00pm I left for meeting at 12:15pm so if i update then the data would be in accurate. He has explicitly told me it should contain data till 1:00 pm
TLDR My boss doesn't value me and it's affecting my personal life. I wonder if it is workplace abuse

It was late November 2015. I was 51 and one year past my divorce (which was not related to cheating) when I became so disgusted with myself that I knew I had to pick myself up. I was alone for the long holiday, and although I wasn't really sad or lonely, I felt empty. However, I had some extra time to consider how does one picks oneself up.
I made a list of potential New Year resolutions that were individually realistic. Some were really easy and stupid like “have your chipped front tooth fixed” and “take & post a selfie”. These smaller tasks fueled my confidence and provided the energy boosts needed to tackle the more challenging resolutions, like starting a weight loss challenge at work.
Skip ahead to March 4th 2016. I had a Friday lunch date with a married client that I met two weeks prior. Of course, it was not a real date, as I wouldn't impose myself on a married woman, nor would I risk my career or my ego, especially if the signals she seemed to be sending were just a product of my wishful thinking, stimulated by checking off some boxes on the list on the fridge dated 1/1/16.
The following is my thank you note to her for a great date as well as for helping me check a lot of boxes over the past few weeks. I sent her a link to it as it is in the form of my first ever online post (one more check box, YAY!).
************************************** We were only 1 minute in the hotel room; her jeans in a ball on the floor. She sat at the foot of the king sized bed and backed her way into the stack of oversized pillows lining the headboard. I followed as If attached by a leash. I landed somewhat awkwardly on my elbows between her legs finding myself squarely face to face with the tattoo. This tattoo, that she so shamelessly revealed just a week ago, the same tattoo that has been scorching my thoughts and the same tattoo that she promised me complete and unlimited access.
It’s been a long time since I have been here or anywhere near as nice as here, between the legs of a beautiful woman 20 years younger and far out of my league....even when I was her age. I took a second to drink in my fortunate situation. I admired her panties. All day I was so hoping she would wear those same panties as before. She didn’t. These were different but similar enough. The delicate lace and silk perfectly framed the tattoo on her hip. She did not disappoint. There is a fruity jasmine scent, intoxicatingly pleasant, and oh so subtle. It is not here. I’ll need to find its source. I want more of that. (I remember being thoroughly impressed and thinking to myself “This girl is good”.)
I briefly forgot that there was someone else here besides myself and the tattoo. How long have I been down here perving out on her? I wondered. I hesitated, and then apologetically looked up half expecting a well-deserved snarky glare. What I found instead was an ear to ear compassionate smile followed by a tilt of her head and an arch of her eyebrow that said “I like that you like that, carry on”.
With confidence restored that we were still in sync, I adjusted myself so that I was in a good position to thoroughly enjoy what I came to do. I kissed the tattoo hard and gave it a good lick. The challenge for today was “Taste the Tattoo” and I won. I did a small celebration gesture that she rolled her eyes to. I continued to kiss and taste all around until every freckle got some personal attention. As I got to the upper most reaches of her inner thighs, I looked up to check in as I was about to cross a new line. For the first time she was not looking back at me but had laid her head back deep into the pillows, her eyes closed. I took that as a yes!
I marveled at the softness of her inner thighs on my cheeks as I gently placed kisses up one and down the other. As I kissed her through her panties, her hips responded by arching her up in anticipation of each next kiss. Before long, those wonderful panties were just getting in the way. I stopped and pondered whether to just slide them aside or remove them or to risk interrupting the mood and attempt a complete wardrobe removal as we were both still fully dressed except for her jeans.
I didn’t have to ponder long as she knew what she wanted and it was not any of the options I was considering. Still lying back with her head semi submerged within the pillows, she held out her arms as if gesturing for a hug. I moved up her body and when I got close enough she pulled me in for a kiss.
Unbelievably, this was our first kiss. I found it odd that we had not kissed yet and was grateful she thought to stop for a moment to have a kiss. We kissed some and then I settled in to thoroughly enjoy it. However, the kiss to come was not the kiss I was expecting or a kiss I was ready for. It was a kiss that could ruin everything.
Technically, there was one kiss before. It was an awkward kiss 5-10 minutes earlier just after we entered the room. All in about the time it took for the hotel door to close behind us, she tossed her bag on the sofa, had her jewelry off and set on the nightstand while I emptied my pockets and silenced my phone.
We approached each other, and as we met I was looking at the place where the tattoo would be under her shirt and behind her jeans. They were higher cut and could not be pulled down that far to get to the tattoo. They would have to come off. To just reach in and do that would be an uncharacteristically bold move for me. But I did have unquestionable permission to have the tattoo in any way that I desired. I reached down with both hands and took hold of the waistband on each side of the button. I didn’t see her simultaneous move in at me at first. Just as I felt the metal of the button, I felt her reaching her arms around my neck and realized that she was tip toeing up for a kiss. It caught me unexpectedly and I think it showed on my face that it did. I tried to recover and moved back in to accept her lips on to mine but it turned into an awkward peck.
I scolded myself for the selfish moment and just as I was trying to formulate a recovery gesture, she, without missing a beat, gently dismissed my fumble and gracefully restored the momentum. “Oh” she said with surprise in her tone, while looking down at my fingers ready to release her button. Then, in a more playfully quizzical tone, she followed with “I guess you want to get right to THAT then” and she stepped back away from me where I lost grip of her jeans. She replaced my fingers on the button with hers, paused, maybe waiting for me to look up to her eyes, which I finally did, then flashed me a devilishly naughty smile and pulled her jeans down to the top of her boots. She then proudly announced, mostly to herself, “You really are going to let me have fun with you, aren’t you!” seemingly shedding any doubts in her mind that I would go through with this. She then sat at the foot of the all white linen king sized bed, removed her boots and jeans and backed her way into the stack of oversized pillows lining the headboard.
Back to our kiss. The kiss that from now on I will reflect on as our first kiss
Responding to her hug gesture, I moved up her body and when I got close enough she pulled me in for a kiss. I didn’t flub it this time, but again, I didn’t know it was coming, and prolly I should have. It took only ten seconds to adjust and synchronize to each other’s kissing form. It was warm and succulent and sweet and was wonderful. I really was surprised at how nice this felt. I don’t recall married kissing being this enjoyable. I remember saying to myself “Damn, this girl can kiss”.
I was on top, in a position that wasn’t going to be comfortable for as long as I wanted this to last, so I backed away to reposition but she held tight indicating she didn’t want me to move. I gestured at the space next to her and she relented. We then settled in facing one another side by side; her smile confirming that this was a nice place. We were hugging and kissing, pulling each other closer and looking into each other’s eyes. Our legs intertwined and our hands were roaming, but not really in a sexual way, more like trying to make as much body contact as possible. I couldn’t get over how I felt so much more familiarity than there was. What I did not recognize at the time was that this was the physical intimacy catching up to match the virtual intimacy we have been sharing online.
Soon the intensity escalated and it was getting very hot very quickly. The intensity and passion that was building was not something I ever expected or planned for. This was the rare kind of making out where accidental hickeys happen and inadvertent “Oh god I love you’s” slip out. Not that either of those was going to happen but my safe, non-committal no emotional strings encounter was getting too hot to not risk introducing emotions into the situation. And that could happen.
At some point I was no longer kissing her lips and mouth but was kissing her.
I broke contact to catch a breath and maybe get some control of the fire. We stopped for a moment to breathe and cool off. She slid herself on top and I rolled over on to my back to accommodate her. She looked at me with eyes that appeared to agree that it was a good time to slow it down. She closed her eyes and she seemed to enjoy that I was rubbing her back with both hands that I slipped up under her shirt. She presented her lips for me to kiss and then her cheek for the same, then neck and ear and lips again. Her long hair had fallen down around us, surrounding our faces like a vail creating a tiny private and even more intimate space. Inside here it was darker and the temperature and humidity rose quickly. We were breathing each other’s breath between kisses. All of a sudden I noticed that Jasmine was back. Not subtle this time, but deep and fulfilling. I loved it.
This fragrance stuff really works. The next morning just after waking up, I caught an unexpected subtle whiff on my skin under my watch and my heart jumped by 20 beats. Who’d a thunk it possible?
The passion was building again but since I was aware and cautious now, I wanted to enjoy and go with it. I thought I could keep it measured and I did for a while as it does take two. The kissing slowed to half and so did the passion. However, the rest of our bodies started to make up for it and the touching evolved into the sexual. She was still on top of me and my hands were exploring and squeezing on her panty covered butt, then under and in those panties. Her body contact became more targeted as she was now very deliberately mashing her fun stuff all over my fun stuff. The kissing subsided but replaced with the audible accompaniment of her squeaks, moans and quicker breathing timed with her mashing I was no longer in control. The passion was under control but being replaced with something intimately erotic.
I abruptly escaped by gently rolling her over on to her back then getting up and knelling between her legs. I took a moment to catch my breath and wanted to say “That is getting WAY too intimate. Can we get naked and have sex now?” However, I tugged at her panties and said something dorky like “can we take these off now?” Yes, we were still both fully dressed except for her jeans
Since I am the kind of guy who doesn’t kiss and tell, (well, only tells about the kisses) and this is not the forum for it, I am not going to talk about the sexy part over the next 30 minutes. I will tell you that we did finally each get ourselves unceremoniously naked and then the sexy part finishes where it started, with me finishing all over that beautiful tattoo. Of course I did a small celebration gesture that she rolled her eyes to.
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Cuddle time. Our snapchats leading up to this encounter were heavy on the anticipation and buildup but didn’t contain a lot of detail about or define what stuff would happen during our “fun” time together.
Me: “Ok then, tomorrow lunchtime, I’m in.”
Her: “OMG Are you saying that you are REALLY going to come here and let me have fun with you?
Me: “I’m REALLY going to come there. I am REALLY going to fully inspect that tattoo, as well as the neighborhood where the tattoo lives.
Her: “I so can’t wait to get my hands on you.”
Me: “WOW….Now that this is real and going to happen, my heart is beating so hard that I am afraid that people can see it through my shirt.”
Her: “You have to tell me, are you being SERIOUS right now? You can’t say this and not show up. It’s OK if you are teasing, but you have to say so that you are now….not tomorrow!!!”
Me: “I am SERIOUS and I PROMISE I will be there. You have gotten to me, BAD. All week with the way we have been talking..err..I mean snapchatting; I can’t get you out of my head. Then today with those tattoo snaps you sent; I can’t get up from my desk. LOL…..NOT kidding NOT teasing.”
Her: “I am BAD, and I like having FUN. I am going to have so much fun with you!!!”
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The only specific things I recall us acknowledging we would do with our “fun” was tattoo inspection and cuddle time. So as soon as cleanup from sexy time was done we both knew what time it was. For me, as good as the inspection was the cuddle was better. Just as during the sexy time we changed things up and we got to cuddle many ways. We started face to face full contact hugging just like our kissing time with some but less kissing and more being in the moment.
We were still hot (temperature hot now) and sweaty so that didn’t last long. She turned over and we spooned some. I was still craving full body contact but it was still so hot that we had to separate a bit. No contact spooning if you will, with just my one hand caressing her exposed shoulder and arm and hip with an occasional butt cheek squeeze.
It was about that time that we had our first ever personal conversation. On the project there were lots of flirty banter and some personal stories but almost always as part of a group. We had many phone calls and a few project meetings with just us two but never did the conversation get personal. Until now the only personal talks (Chats) we have had have been via Snapchat. I don’t recall who asked the first question of the other, but it was like a dam broke and we started filling in the details of our lives, our feelings and all the things we chatted about.
There was a lot to tell and we were giddy like children (child) best friends re-meeting on the first day of school catching each other up on our summer vacations. At one point she had something compelling to say and faster than a fish out of water she flipped back to facing me so she could gesture with her hand and punctuate through her expression. She landed close. Closer that I think she meant to at first and just a bit awkward I felt. But I was wrong. She didn’t back up an inch. I really couldn’t see her hand but I could feel that she was using it in the 2 to 4 inches of space between our chests. Her face was right into mine. She would lean back or up just an inch when she wanted me to see her eyes or smile or frown for emphasis, then settle back into the pillows with our foreheads or noses or cheeks touching. It was the farthest thing in the world from awkward.
If there was a recurring theme for the day it would be HOT; in every sense and synonym of the word. Again, it was getting too sweaty to remain that close. This time she broke contact to catch a breath and escape the heat. We stopped talking for a moment to breathe and cool off. She sat up, crawled to, and grabbed the (sexy time) clean-up towel that was at the far foot of the bed. She turned around so that she was kneeling facing me as she brought the towel up to her chest to absorb the beads and drips of sweat that had accumulated. As I watched, I again thought of my great fortune to be right here right now feeing what I feel and seeing the beauty before me. She pushed the towel down across her belly button and it fell into her lap.
I observed the soft sunlight reflecting off the white sheets, the white towel, and the white pillows bathed her in perfect light creating just a hint of subtle shadows in all of the right places on her angelic white skin. I started consciously taking photos with my mind. I wanted to capture every nuance and note every detail. I don’t know if I will ever be here again.
I don't recall if my next realization was comprehended in a split second, or if it took ten seconds to develop, but a terrible fear washed over me that for the first time in forever, she was beyond my touch and her next action might be to look for her panties or go jump in the shower. We were after all, deep into the second hour of her hour long lunch.
As I was preparing myself for the pain soon to come, I couldn't understand where it was coming from. I had the BEST DAY EVER, but I felt like an exhausted child who just watched the Disney fireworks finally and knows what that means.
What the hell? What is happening in my head? I don't even know this girl, let alone have feelings for her beyond she made my dick feel good at lunchtime.....and, I guess my ego is healthier since I met her. I have not cheated on my diet since she turned on the flattery the week before. I was sure it had to be somehow manipulative, but I hoped that if only a 5% chance it wasn't AND she liked me AND her mom was single, made it easy to keep my snacking to peas & carrots.
My self esteem has been skyrocketing too, as I have been checking a lot of boxes on my refrigerator. LOL, so many in fact, that I have been adding things to the list after they happened that I didn't dare put on it as they seemed pretty unobtainable just two months before. "Get sent a nude selfie, check. Have the confidence to send one back, check. Take a hottie 32 year old client out to lunch and fuck her brains out, check.
Did I just discover that I like girls who make my self esteem feel good more than I like girls who make my dick feel good?
Shit, that wasn't even on my top ten list. Smart, funny, pretty, Kind, whatever is the opposite of bitchy, fun in bed, boobs and/or an age appropriate figure is always nice, curious, someone you can trust to see you at your worst. Before today, "genuinely being a boost & support of my self esteem" was 10th.
Then BAM. I was hit in the face with the towel. Damn girl, I hope you can handle a spanking because I was just on the verge of making an interpersonal discovery of some importance over here, I thought to myself. I noticed the slightest or possibly mock look of concern on her face as she asks "you're not having any regrets or second thoughts over there are you?". I reflexively replied "Oh god no". Then with some emphasys, I continued "today was incredible. I REALLY needed this and you were PERFECT, thank you".
Again she did not disappoint. She crawled to the top of the bed on the far side and then to me over the pillows and laid down at a 90 angle to me on her stomach parallel to the headboard with her head nearly right on top of mine. She propped herself up a bit on her elbows and we kissed deeply. It was nice.
I made a few attempts to shake my internal drama, get out of my head and get back to my goal of picking my self up after my divorce. Oops, I mean back to pleasing a beautiful woman who clearly was not yet done having her fun with me. The emotional rollercoaster ride over the last hours, days & weeks completely blew out my brains ability to generate or absorb endorphins or whatever happens in a situation like this. Shortly after we had joked around while showering together, kissing goodbye (just like when I kissed my endorphin killing ex wife) and going on back to our separate lives.
I drove the hour or so home, brought my dog to the park and had healthiest and happiest cry I ever had. I don't know what I was feeling or why, but I was feeling again and it brought me much relief and contentedness.
We texted a bit that evening confirming that we each enjoyed our time together and agreeing that we should do that again sometime. The next day, Saturday, her husband took their 5 & 8 year old sons somewhere for the day. We checked in with each other again over text and chatted some about our lunch but the spark or excitement we usually had was not the same.
I reached out again that evening and asked if she was in a place that we could talk on the phone. She resisted but did call me (our first personal phone call). It took her 24 hours to let her cry bubble up. It turns out that our emotional experiences were remarkably similar, albeit from different perspectives.
She much later reveals that she felt emotionally dead for her hubby. She evolved to a bad place where she wanted fuck anyone but her hubby but still fucked him twice a week and had to appear happy to do it, killing her brain chemistry.
We rode the best and worst roller coaster in the world for 6 or 8 months....until the the Cocaine eventually wore off or the unobtainable became obtainable and it wasn't the the same rush for either of us any longer. She was the closest thing to a drug addiction that I ever felt. I never wanted anyone or anything like I wanted her.
My hope is that this story helps one person answer the question "Why the hell would he/she risk giving up their wonderful & loving family for an hour with a douchebag or a skank?"

Will start from the first me [25F] joined the current manufacturing industrial company from a IT company. The current job hop happened when I was 1.5 years into my IT career. So it was overwhelming for me how a day ago I was doing security patching and now am surrounded by all these machineries and welding stuff, they make air distillation columns.
Now 9 months in to this new career as a Quality Assurance Trainee, i still feel like I'm going no where. A new company intern has joined and i see massive potential in him and he could be a better asset than me. Now again i heard another intern is joining from America and the reality of "oh well am replaceable" is hitting me.
My boss initially when I joined, in front of another department asked me about isometrics and I had no idea so I told "no I don't know" and he laughed and all then proceeded to explain it to me. And after that meeting he said, you graduated from mechanical 2 years back and you don't remember it, seems like IT ruin people.
He is helpful and guides me through times. But some back hand comments have affected me. Like once i didn't know how to use a punching machine because last time i used was 8 years ago and this one was quite different rather the normal one you see. So he went "You need to be taught everything".
Now in this new job I was hellah depressed at the first 2 months fully suicidal. 3 weeks into joining he had a meeting with me and he told me you don't know any of the company procedures. I felt like a looser and still do. from there the nightmares started. I couldn't sleep because all I could think about was NCR (non conformity report)
But the nightmare's stopped eventually, until recently it got worse so My boss has 2 sub ordinates in which one i have no idea what work they are doing? Their responsibility was this Gemba file. Now it has come to me and I'm the one dealing with it along with the new intern. NCR log full control on me. with 85% completion done by me. and i have close NCR verify root cause and corrective action taken. corrective action verification and CoPQ. Have to follow up for internal audits, Quality capitalization. I feel like am doing a lot and still not satisfied with my work.
Recently my boss went for vacation and during that time there were 2 NCR which needed RCA and since he told me to do check that and i said okay. He was not here and we needed Internal meeting with concerned stakeholders so i asked my boss's boss who is HOD of our department, what to do and he said, no do just fact verification. And once my boss came back. He asked for this and i replied I didn't do RCA cause this is what happened. And he went so it feels like you're boss is not me but our HOD. And after that nightmare's started which lead to, where i couldn't talk to my HOD also. Like my boss getting angry at me telling he is the boss of me so do what I say. Declining a promotion because I was doing a bad job and my boss won't like me if I get promotion cause I'm underserving.
One day he did not had tissues and he asked me to get the tissues for him and I had to arrange tissues for him and this made me feel like I'm more of his personal assistant. Yesterday I had another meeting and i was not able to attend a meeting which happens daily, and in that daily meeting we update the status of current number of NCR and CoPQ etc. through a dashboard graph which to be updated regularly at 1:00pm. For updating easily info is given through a group chat in WhatsApp and it is to be updated in a google sheet file, before going I told him I'll update it but i got busy and forgot to update it. My boss called me during the meeting and i didn't answer the call cause meeting got prolonged and once i came back, he went " Where is the update, you told me you will update it." And i didn't replied anything. Just said sorry and I updated that file. My only question is it's a copy paste data, why did he wait for me? and it should be updated at 1:00pm I left for meeting at 12:15pm so if i update then the data would be in accurate. He has explicitly told me it should contain data till 1:00 pm
TLDR My boss doesn't value me and it's affecting my personal life. I wonder if it is workplace abuse

Will start from the first me [25F] joined the current manufacturing industrial company from a IT company. The current job hop happened when I was 1.5 years into my IT career. So it was overwhelming for me how a day ago I was doing security patching and now am surrounded by all these machineries and welding stuff, they make air distillation columns.
Now 9 months in to this new career as a Quality Assurance Trainee, i still feel like I'm going no where. A new company intern has joined and i see massive potential in him and he could be a better asset than me. Now again i heard another intern is joining from America and the reality of "oh well am replaceable" is hitting me.
My boss initially when I joined, in front of another department asked me about isometrics and I had no idea so I told "no I don't know" and he laughed and all then proceeded to explain it to me. And after that meeting he said, you graduated from mechanical 2 years back and you don't remember it, seems like IT ruin people.
He is helpful and guides me through times. But some back hand comments have affected me. Like once i didn't know how to use a punching machine because last time i used was 8 years ago and this one was quite different rather the normal one you see. So he went "You need to be taught everything".
Now in this new job I was hellah depressed at the first 2 months fully suicidal. 3 weeks into joining he had a meeting with me and he told me you don't know any of the company procedures. I felt like a looser and still do. from there the nightmares started. I couldn't sleep because all I could think about was NCR (non conformity report)
But the nightmare's stopped eventually, until recently it got worse so My boss has 2 sub ordinates in which one i have no idea what work they are doing? Their responsibility was this Gemba file. Now it has come to me and I'm the one dealing with it along with the new intern. NCR log full control on me. with 85% completion done by me. and i have close NCR verify root cause and corrective action taken. corrective action verification and CoPQ. Have to follow up for internal audits, Quality capitalization. I feel like am doing a lot and still not satisfied with my work.
Recently my boss went for vacation and during that time there were 2 NCR which needed RCA and since he told me to do check that and i said okay. He was not here and we needed Internal meeting with concerned stakeholders so i asked my boss's boss who is HOD of our department, what to do and he said, no do just fact verification. And once my boss came back. He asked for this and i replied I didn't do RCA cause this is what happened. And he went so it feels like you're boss is not me but our HOD. And after that nightmare's started which lead to, where i couldn't talk to my HOD also. Like my boss getting angry at me telling he is the boss of me so do what I say. Declining a promotion because I was doing a bad job and my boss won't like me if I get promotion cause I'm underserving.
One day he did not had tissues and he asked me to get the tissues for him and I had to arrange tissues for him and this made me feel like I'm more of his personal assistant. Yesterday I had another meeting and i was not able to attend a meeting which happens daily, and in that daily meeting we update the status of current number of NCR and CoPQ etc. through a dashboard graph which to be updated regularly at 1:00pm. For updating easily info is given through a group chat in WhatsApp and it is to be updated in a google sheet file, before going I told him I'll update it but i got busy and forgot to update it. My boss called me during the meeting and i didn't answer the call cause meeting got prolonged and once i came back, he went " Where is the update, you told me you will update it." And i didn't replied anything. Just said sorry and I updated that file. My only question is it's a copy paste data, why did he wait for me? and it should be updated at 1:00pm I left for meeting at 12:15pm so if i update then the data would be in accurate. He has explicitly told me it should contain data till 1:00 pm
TLDR My boss doesn't value me and it's affecting my personal life. I wonder if it is workplace abuse