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2010.03.23 18:11 The University of Western Ontario

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2014.03.19 16:53 spazzyjessie Pre-pharmacy: Getting Info, Getting In, Getting Acclimated

A great new place to share stories, gain insight, request assistance, and share feedback throughout the journey to pharmacy school.
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2024.05.16 22:50 Grand-Needleworker38 Schools are trying to prevent kids from the truth

(Anonymous submitter) I (32F) work at a public school. Since this is a public school, we have strict rules about sharing, political and religious views. I do my best to abide by rules at all times, however, many of my students know about my beliefs and want to ask me genuine questions about them. I don’t want to stifle their curiosity, however, it puts me in a tough position. That brings me to this past Tuesday. I was in class and my students had had a long day of testing and we pretty much finished all our work. We had some downtime so some of the students wanted to ask me about my beliefs. They said “Mrs. anonymous” what is it like to be Morbhead? Now, being the person I am, that doesn’t like to prevent young minds from hearing other points of view, I explained how Morbius is a movie of all time and how to truly know love is to know Morbius. I told him that I am not trying to force my beliefs on them and I welcome open discussion, but if they are interested in learning more, they can always watch the greatest movie of all time, Morbius 2022. School ended and the next morning I was called into admin’s office. Apparently my principal wanted to talk to me because parents had called saying I was forcing my religious views on their children. I was shocked. First off, their children were the ones who inquired about my beliefs. I specifically told him I wasn’t forcing anything on them and I was just exposing them to different cultures and ideas that they were interested about hearing about. Also, I felt attacked. It seems like some of my students had extremely morbophobic parents. I expressed this to my Principal, but he did not care. Perhaps he is morbophobic too. Anyway, he put me on leave, but I am considering just quitting my job and filing a discrimination lawsuit. What do you think I should do?
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2024.05.16 22:49 charfield0 WORST phlebotomist experience

This (thankfully) is not about my doctor AT ALL - I had my first rheumatology appointment and he was SO nice, attentive, walked me through his thought process of what it might be, why we're doing each test, etc. I absolutely adore him and I feel very well prepped to handle next steps and everything.
HOWEVER, the phlebotomist I went to see after to do some testing was a nightmare. Tried to tell me that I was too young (I'm 23) to see a rheumatologist/have rheumatic issues, suggested I should have my A1c checked after I got sick during her taking blood because she also gets sick when she doesn't have sugar (or maybe you just took 13 vials of my blood, idk), and decided that she was going to talk to me the entire time I was trying to get this blood draw done about how she doesn't understand the pro-Palestinian protests and how it was all Palestine's fault and she'd love to give those students at the UCs a piece of her mind about it (this came up because I go to a UC school), which regardless of how you feel about the situation does NOT feel like an appropriate conversation to have with someone you do not know and have a needle in their arm. I also asked her if I could take off my mask because I felt nauseous and she took that as a virtue signal that I was okay with her taking off hers as well, like no, I just don't want to puke in my mask if I'm gonna do that.
UGH. At least the doctor is great and I don't have to interact with her ever again (hopefully), but it was just a completely bonkers experience.
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2024.05.16 22:44 SuperKnuckleCanuckle Linksys Velop Mesh or Netgear Nighthawk?

Here’s the two products I’ve been recommended in my price range:
Netgear Nighthawk 5-Stream https://www.amazon.ca/NETGEAR-Nighthawk-5-Stream-Router-RAX30/dp/B09FRXKGPX
Linksys MX5500 Velop Mesh (3 nodes) https://www.amazon.ca/Linksys-Dual-Band-Coverage-Devices-5-4Gbps/dp/B09HRCXRMJ/
We are on cable internet with only 50mb download. My girlfriend and I live in a suite above an attached garage that is right next to the corner of the house where our service provider’s wifi modem/router is located. Our wifi needs to travel through 3-5 walls up to the second floor of the house to reach our suite.
I play a lot of video games, and unfortunately don’t have a way to reach an Ethernet cable to the router, so I’m currently on wifi. When I test the speed up in our suite, we average around 20mbps, often dropping a lot lower. Sometimes my games download at <1mbps, despite settings adjusted so the download speeds are not limited. I often disconnect in games, have my videos and streams stop to buffer, and have complete internet blackouts.
Our service provider has been out here to “fix” the solution and replace our router multiple times, but the problem persists. A friend of mine has recommended I purchase a more powerful router, or mesh system to improve our connection up in the suite. Above are the two systems he recommended. I have read some not-so-great reviews of the Linksys mesh system in terms of disconnects and whatnot, but I like the coverage it provides, and it’s currently on sale ~$360~ $200CAD. The Netgear looks like it could suffice, but I worry about its 2000sqft coverage (without walls), as the router would have to remain downstairs and transmit the signal through multiple walls and floors.
Any advice/recommendations on these systems, or others within a ~$200CAD budget would be greatly appreciated.
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2024.05.16 22:40 imaniimellz Briefing steps a few notes i took from my review .

In all cities of the ancient world were temples for public worship and offering. In every community also were philosophers and mystics, deeply versed in Nature's lore. These individuals were usually banded together, forming seclusive philosophic and religious schools. The more important of these groups were known as the Mysteries. Many of the great minds of antiquity were initiated into these secret fraternities by strange and mysterious rites, some of which were extremely cruel. Alexander Wilder defines the Mysteries as "Sacred dramas performed at stated periods. The most celebrated were those of Isis, Sabazius, Cybele, and Eleusis." After being admitted, the initiates were instructed in the secret wisdom which had been preserved for ages. Plato, an initiate of one of these sacred orders, was severely criticized because in his writings he revealed to the public many of the secret philosophic principles of the Mysteries. Every pagan nation had (and has) not only its state religion, but another into which the philosophic elect alone have gained entrance. Many of these ancient cults vanished from the earth without revealing their secrets, but a few have survived the test of ages and their mysterious symbols are still preserved. Much of the ritualism of Freemasonry is based on the trials to which candidates were subjected by the ancient hierophants before the keys of wisdom were entrusted to them.
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2024.05.16 22:38 iiSoleHorizons Question about highway driving “Not Traffic Speed”

So I just failed my G test, due to a few too many errors. Most made sense and were mostly due to not doing enough traffic checks while turning and crossing train tracks, however during the highway portion there were two points which kind of confused me.
The first was when merging, I was too slow to merge with traffic. While I was going 90 while merging into a 100 the first time (understood), the second time while merging I was forced into a tricky situation: There was a large transport truck next to me and I was in his blindspot, so I slowed down a bit to let him get ahead so I could merge safely behind him. I still merged at 90 (as this was the speed the transport was going), however the instructor said the better course of action was to “floor it” to get ahead of the transport rather than merge slowly. I didn’t feel safe/comfortable as I was in the driver’s blindspot and would’ve had to exceed 110 to properly get ahead and merge safely in front of him. I guess I’m a little confused as to why it was safer to potentially surprise the truck driver and to “floor it” rather than safely merge behind him and continue at his speed.
The second thing that confused me was “Not traffic speed” being checked for both highway portions. The first time I had no other cars around me and therefore remained at 100, as confirmed by the instructor. The second time I was behind the transport truck and continued at the same speed as him (90-95) following at a safe distance. I guess I’m just confused as to what “traffic speed” entails in both of these scenarios.
I was wondering if someone could explain a little further these two portions as they made the least sense to me. I am not a very assertive driver, however I don’t think I am timid either. I’m planning to retake the test in a few weeks, but I’d like to have a better understanding of how to handle these portions the second time around.
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2024.05.16 22:38 NeedAnEasyName Got the last question on my NREMT today wrong. I assume that means I failed?

Had to define expressive aphasia and I answered it as the inability to move facial muscles over the inability to communicate. I assume that means I failed since the last question was wrong? Passed a mock exam with 83% yesterday and I’ve been studying. Everybody around me telling me it’s not trying to trick me and that it’s easier than people make it out to be. Straight A student who passed the EMT class at like 94% but I felt so unprepared in that exam and saw so many words I hadn’t seen before and felt very tricked. I need to certify before summer and yet if I fail I have to wait another 15 days before testing AND I’m another 104$ in the hole. I don’t understand how this happened.
Took all the advice I’ve ever gotten. See through the fog. Read the answers then re-read the question. Don’t second guess yourself. Get good sleep and eat good. Study hard. All of it. I’ve always been an overachiever in school and like all of my classmates looked up to me and joked about if I failed, nobody stood a chance. Not sure what to do now.
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2024.05.16 22:36 SammyDeChamplain Summary & Discussion on Mayoral Housing Debate

Hey folks, I was in attendance at Monday's Mayoral Debate on Housing hosted by More Homes Mississauga (Website, Twitter). I took some notes on the two candidates who participated and wanted to share them with you all here and get people's thoughts on the election and housing in our city.
* Who are you supporting in the upcoming election? How do you feel about the candidates & their platforms, housing or otherwise?
* How do you feel about housing development in Mississauga, housing & urbanism policy in the city, transit, and other related issues?
Alvin Tedjo (Full Housing Plan)
Dipika Damerla (Platform)
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2024.05.16 22:26 BearCavalryCorpral Education

Schools need to do better. America needs to do better with its schools. Schools need to prepare kids for the outside world. "But that should be the parents' job!" No duh! But not every kid has the advantage of parents who can or will teach them what they need to know. I never learned how to write a resume or what the fuck a cover letter was in school. My parents didn't know how to do that either for a first job in the US. They got their first jobs under a completely different system in a country that doesn't exist anymore! What about kids whose parents don't have time? Those who don't give a shit? Just fuck us I guess? Isn't this supposed to be the land of equal opportunity (What a joke, I know)? How is it remotely equal if we're not even starting from the same knowledge of navigating the real world?
You know what my school did teach me? What the teacher's guide said Holden's red fucking hunting hat represented in The Catcher in the Rye. The only time I have ever used that knowledge was in rants about how utterly pointless it was. It wasn't even teaching us to find symbolism in writing. It was just "This is what it means, memorize it, it's going to be on the test".
Speaking of memorization - schools only really teach one way. That way doesn't work with you? Tough shit. You're gonna learn less, get lower grades, which will impede on your future prospects, get stressed, deal with whatever at home consequences there are...just because you learn differently. I used to be pretty good at math till mid-middle school. It all clicked because the teachers in earlier grades explained the hows and the whys of concepts. Bobby bought a pizza and split it between himself and 5 of his friends. How much of the pizza does each person get? See? That's division. That's something I could visualize and process. Then it became "Here's a formula, memorize it". Any questions got dismissed. "Where is this used?" "On the test" "Why does this work?" "Here's another bare mathematical formula that explains it". After middle school, I started sucking at math. I hated math. It was nothing but stress because I couldn't understand anything and my capacity for rote memorization was pretty shoddy. Still do, but watching videos with explanations on the whys, hows and for whats have made it easier to understand and more interesting.
Speaking of schools not helping with learning - it's looking more and more like schools are more interested in looking good than doing good. I have a friend who fell behind on a subject because her teacher was shit. She went into the next grade behind. She got put on an Individual Learning Plan (IEP), but instead of helping her catch up, they just gave her busy work, gave her passing grades, and sent her on her way. She's had to play catchup on her own as an adult. I'm now a school substitute and I've watched kids today get the same treatment. English assignment? Just scribble something down in text speak and you'll pass. We aren't doing kids any favours by letting them breeze by on shitty work! This will bite them in the ass when they're older!
Don't get me started on parents who think their kids are precious little angels who can do no wrong, or royalty whose every whim needs to be pandered to. You are doing your kids no favours. No, it's not the teacher's fault if little Billy is failing class because he's never turned in any of his work.
Then there's the money problem. We need a better system. Tying school funding to local taxes is inherently unequal. It's saying that kids from poorer families don't deserve as good of an education because their parents are poor. Tying funding to headcount is more viable, but when the population goes down, it fucks over all the other students. Misuse of funds, corruption, etc, yeah, that's a thing. The district I work in is dealing with such an issue right now, which results in huge layoffs. Even so, the government bails out companies that mismanaged their resources! Why not schools? Schools take care of the future generation! If you want them to be more than just glorified daycare centers, they need money! Why are we punishing kids and teachers for the admins' fuckups?
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2024.05.16 22:25 kirstenawwa Help a student out in Point of Care testing

Hey everyone,
For a project at school, I will develop/optimize a Point of Care test (POCT) for Africa together with 4 other students. After some literature research, we came up with the idea of ​​developing a preeclampsia POCT. In Africa, preeclampsia affects approximately 10% of pregnancies and we think that a POCT may be able to reduce this percentage, but of course there are many other roles involved, such as education, available resources and medical infrastructure.
We really want to focus our project on a test that can measure proteinuria levels in your urine, gives clear results and is easy to use for all kinds of people. And that if you are pregnant and have the symptoms of preeclampsia, you can first do a POCT for an initial indication, of course not a diagnosis! This can lower the threshold for raising the alarm if you think something is going on. But since the budget and time are limited (9 weeks, but full-time), we find it difficult to estimate whether our plan is realistic.
So what do you think? Is it attainable? What should we think about and do you perhaps have any tips?
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2024.05.16 22:24 Various_Sorbet_3011 Mild Gastroparesis

I was suggested by my therapist to ask people on the internet or do research on how others deal with pain.
I've been struggling with stomach pain, nausea, and heartburn for 4 years. I just turned 17 and feel like I've aged a million years. I can no longer do anything I love because of what's wrong with me. I've seen quite a lot of doctors and have gotten quite a lot of tests done, but nothing comes up. Everything's "normal." I've heard pretty much everything; lose weight, it's your fault, you're faking it, you wanted this, dramatic, anxiety, etc.
I'm tired, I've tried everything. Done everything to hopefully help me, but it never worked, or it just never lasted. Diets, medications, even yoga. I feel quite helpless.
I'm starting my last year of high school in a few months. I've been trying to go back to school for 4 years, but I can never truly go. I want to go back for my last year. Just one last chance to feel normal, like any other teenager.
I come here to ask for tips, things people do to deal with symptoms like mine. Also, how they deal with illnesses/pain mentally because it's so draining. Lastly, if anyone has the same symptoms but different diagnoses, I'd love to know. I just don't want to feel so alone.
My symptoms:
Stomach pain
Lower abdominal pain/cramping
Nausea
Heartburn
Early satiety
( My menstrual cycle makes my condition so much worse.)
This all mainly happens after I eat. I rather go days without eating than feel all this pain.
Thank you! ♡♡
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2024.05.16 22:24 adambombchannel Something I did for a USA client as a consulting project: capture website visitors via cookie and send them an email within 24 hours

*email automatically sent in 24 hours (follows a template I wrote but AI generated with GPT)
Was wondering what people think about the potential privacy concerns. Specifically testing emails where we MENTION the page that a user visits in an email too them.
In case you're unaware, RB2B offers basically an improved version of website visitor tracking and enriching, like what 6sense does but in my opinion better. important: not at all affiliated with them
Maybe it seems a little Big Brother but...here's what the flow looks like:
Website Traffic Visit -> Back End Lead Enrichment -> Clay Table ICP Filter -> Clay Table AI Email Creation -> Outreach Upload and Sequence Creation
We're capturing about 10-12% of website traffic as a potentially qualified lead all with AI. We launched it this week and have started to see some positive replies!
Wondering if anyone is using RB2B.com or testing Clay workflows with it?
*technically* they want you to upgrade to the 500$ a month plan that lets you webhook and enriches BUT.... you can use automations to take the FREE slack data they send on the trial plan to capture leads too if you're savvy.
Currently testing that too
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2024.05.16 22:21 sadsunnyday Harvard Next Cycle Guidance

First year CC student. Graduated high school with a low GPA (2.0?) four years ago.
Was severely depressed, so had to finish high school through an adult school to earn enough credit to graduate. Going back to school/college for the first time since the pandemic.
I want to register for summer classes at my community college to get a head start, but the counselor (who was highly praised by students) doesn’t seem to care. Just feeling very overwhelmed right now, and would like some help.
I know aiming for Harvard with my current stats is very ambitious, but I simply don’t want to live with any more regrets or what-ifs. Just the sheer act of going through the admission process will give me motivation for general schooling, and force me to learn fundamental skills I missed out on in high school.
Would really appreciate some guidance on how to navigate the transfer process and apply for the next admission term (March 1st, 2025):
  1. I plan to start filling out my Common App essays as soon as the next cycle opens on July 31st, 2024. Is this a good idea?
  2. SAT/ACT scores are required, but I’m sure mine were not the best. I don’t have time to retake them since I want to transfer within a year. I also have AP exam scores (highest would be a 3 or 4 tbh). How many, and which score should I send in?
  3. College/Dean’s/Registrar’s report. This was labeled under “Printable Transfer Application Forms” (along with Havard Transfer Supplement and Midterm Report), and was explicitly stated that you cannot fill these out electronically. Would I have to go talk directly to the Dean, and ask them to fill then mail this out?
  4. Havard Transfer Supplement. Not to be filled out electronically. Does this mean it has to be handwritten. Or can I type on it then print to mail?
  5. Official High School Transcript. Which one do I submit: high school vs adult school transcript? Do I submit both?
  6. Course Credits. I know Harvard does not accept students with more than 60 credits. How many should I take to be considered a junior applicant? I want to apply as a junior since I want less emphasis on my high school GPA. I don’t really care about which CC credit can be transferred over, but would Harvard care if only 15 credits or less can be transferred?
  7. I plan on taking online classes for my summer semester. Would this affect anything? Those classes are still considered college courses right?
  8. “Test scores can be particularly helpful for non-traditional students. We encourage non-traditional students to submit an exam taken within three years of applying for transfer to reflect current academic ability.” What is considered a non-traditional student? I’ve seen “4-year traditional student” on this subreddit a lot. I assume that means a transfer student from a four year university. Would I be considered non-traditional?
  9. Is there anything else I need to know?
I’m feeling very anxious because I feel like I’m running out of time. Thank you to those who took the time to read this, and answer my questions.
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2024.05.16 22:20 dopaminewellbeing My Testimony

Dear reader,
My name is Francois, and I’m a 42-year-old man from the heart of South Africa, sharing my story from a place of vulnerability and hope.
My battle with addiction didn’t just appear out of nowhere; it was a seed planted in the tender years of my childhood, around 5 or 6 years old. These early behaviors, seemingly innocent at the time, unknowingly charted a course filled with challenges and heartache. The arrival of the internet in my life in 1997 opened the floodgates to a world of pornography, ensnaring me in a relentless struggle that, to this day, I am tirelessly fighting against.
After my schooling years, my curiosity led me down a darker path—smoking and then dabbling in street drugs. It was a descent into a world I never thought I’d escape. Yet, through divine intervention and the unwavering support of a Christian Rehabilitation center, I embarked on a journey of healing from February 2022 to August 2023. My plan was simple: heal quickly and leave. However, God had a profoundly different journey in mind, one that would test my resolve and reshape my understanding of patience and surrender.
In an unexpected turn of events, while still in rehabilitation, I was presented with an opportunity to return to my former role as a Graphic Designer in February 2023. The offer was met with mixed feelings; the thought of revisiting old grounds, potentially fraught with triggers, filled me with trepidation. Yet, upon introspection, I realized my reluctance was less about fear of relapse and more about a deep-seated dissatisfaction with my chosen career. Persuaded by former colleagues, I hesitantly accepted the offer, embarking on a path that not only led to unexpected fulfillment but also affirmed the transformative power of faith and God’s will in restoring one’s life.
This period of my life was further complicated when my father fell gravely ill in March 2023, passing away after several months of battling his illness in August 2023. The grief was palpable, a void that seemed insurmountable. Yet, it was through the strength of my faith, the embrace of my church community, and the unwavering support from the rehabilitation center that I found the fortitude to face each day without succumbing to old habits of substance abuse and self-destruction.
Today, while I celebrate the victory over substance abuse, I am candid about the battles that still rage within—smoking, lust, sugar addiction, energy drinks, and procrastination. Each day presents its own set of challenges, a reminder of my human frailty. Yet, I hold onto the promise, believing with unwavering faith that “I can do everything through Christ who gives me strength.” It’s a testament to the journey of healing, a path marked by setbacks and victories, each step taken in the certainty that with God, all things are possible.
My purpose in creating this website is to extend a hand of solidarity and support to those who find themselves entangled in the grips of addiction, just as I have been. It’s a space born from my heart’s desire to connect with others walking a similar path, seeking a beacon of hope and a way forward. Through the sharing of personal blog posts, inspirational YouTube videos, powerful scriptures, and thought-provoking journal prompts, my aim is to offer a reservoir of resources that can illuminate the path to freedom.
This platform is not just a collection of content; it’s a testament to the power of shared struggles and the collective journey towards healing. I believe that by weaving our stories together, by sharing the tools and reflections that have helped me inch closer to liberation from my own chains, we can create a tapestry of support that uplifts and empowers each one of us.
To anyone who sees a reflection of their own struggles in mine, this website is for you. It’s a place where hope resides, where wisdom is shared, and where every piece of content is a stepping stone towards a life unbound by addiction. Let’s embark on this journey together, supporting one another with compassion, understanding, and the shared belief that liberation is possible, one step at a time.
Sincerely, Francois
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2024.05.16 22:18 UniqueTrouble8142 My Story

Ok so Good Evening to all the nice kind hearted people of the world (albeit very rare and hard to come by these days right)
Well I am just going to be totally honest and all I can do is write on the internet and see what comes because I truly don’t know what else to do or who to turn to etc.
Right so. I was bullied all through my school. I was always the quiet “geek” that was driven to just get my work done and do well and thanks to my special beautiful parents was brought up to treat people with kindness and respect, thus I did to my teachers and classes.
Basically I developed acne and was bullied horrendously not just by my class but the entire school. Struggling and getting past my class was enough but walking through corridors and being in the playgrounds I was also bullied by strangers too. I was also called ugly, a teachers pet etc etc.
I did not do well in my GCSE.
I attended college and all my class just messed around and my tutors just enforced no discipline and basically just sat and laid back and didn’t bother to teach. So I dropped out. I went and tried another course a year later and dropped out again for the same reasons.
Met some other supposed “friends” and all seemed well and good until one day out of the blue on MSN messenger back then I was again bullied for my acne and looks, I truly thought these new people were also my friends but no. So I left them behind.
A few years later I met other people who told me yeah so ladies intact literally trying to get into bed with me, but I never went ahead as for me personally I must feel deep emotional love for me to sleep with a woman. I could of slept with them but I did not, I wanted real love, not just sex. I wanted to look after and treat and respect a woman.
So even after getting the confidence boost I somehow went into a deep nervous breakdown again. I’ll put it straight out here right now. I can’t even walk in public without thinking every single person is making fun of me. If I’m walking past lots of traffic I think everyone is looking at me and making fun of me. I just am flooded with “voices” from the bullies. I keep my head down and don’t look at anyone now. Because truly I can’t cope for the possible mocking.
But… So yeah I am 32. Unemployed. I am in receipt of universal credit. I had a 2nd lifetime seizure months ago and as it’s my 2nd have been. Deemed epileptic.
The truth is my anxiety no matter how severe it is and debilitating for me, I must work.
But basically they want £800 for a awful studio. £1100 for a flat. Landlords don’t accept on universal credit.
I just don’t know where to start.
I am more than lucky and fortunate to have a dear loving family but yeah I’m just… I’m considering worst case scenario ok. If I did not have a family I would be homeless. But at the same time I would not mentally cope without them, so I would 99% just commit suicide because I just wouldn’t cope. I have no friends at all.
I could ramble on for hours but that is worst case scenario. But that is not the case and I would like to live independently. So I with all my heart ask the kind people here, what would you do and recommend? I have no qualifications, nothing. I want to change (well I have to basically, thats the reality)
It takes me a lot to think and write as I have had a nervous breakdown I just hope I make sense.
Basically the way things are there are as you know folks working full time let’s say for someone like me on minimum wage and it is not even enough to cover rent and that is before bills etc.
I just don’t know where to start, yet I am 32!!! Yeah I am sorry. It’s not my fault tho my anxiety my depression I’m just a total nervous wreck but I accept I must work now the world has changed.
I want to change I just don’t know who to turn to.
And then I just totally cry my heart out and wish I could just snuggle up in a woman’s arms and sleep forever.
So that’s me.
I can’t thank you enough with every part of me for any advice whatsoever.
Sorry it takes so much for me to communicate, im a total nervous wreck. I’m just scared and sad. I just want to lay in a woman’s arms and go to sleep.
If I didn’t have my family I would not be here. That is the truth.
Sorry I don’t know what to do.
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2024.05.16 22:16 EmbarrassedLeader684 Before you purchase expensive portfolio services, add some analytics tools to your site.

I was sent a video of a designer trying to sell their portfolio services to new designers. Their claim was the reason you are struggling to get interviews is because your portfolio isn't cutting it. And in the video comments, a CJ people who felt enlightened by the video.
I just think that's such a broad claim to make. You can test whether it applies to you personally.
Here are the tools I use:
Generally, I'm not even getting visitors to my website from my applications- which indicates to me the bottleneck is my resume (and maybe the recruiting process). That indicates my resume may need to be fine tuned before my portfolio.
~5% of the apps I sent resulted in a portfolio visit. A lot of times they do a quick scroll, then immediately click on my Linkedin. For those that did engage (maybe 1/3 of the visitors)- I did learn a few things to improve. Mostly in writing my case studies. My case studies seemed longer than what people wanted to read through, so I'm working on alternative formats for displaying them.
Anyway those are just personal takeaways, not suggestions for you. More the point is that there's a lot you can do for free on your own to analyze where you can improve your own portfolio- and if your portfolio is even where you should be channeling your efforts.
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2024.05.16 22:14 UniqueTrouble8142 My Story

Ok so Good Evening to all the nice kind hearted people of the world (albeit very rare and hard to come by these days right)
Well I am just going to be totally honest and all I can do is write on the internet and see what comes because I truly don’t know what else to do or who to turn to etc.
Right so. I was bullied all through my school. I was always the quiet “geek” that was driven to just get my work done and do well and thanks to my special beautiful parents was brought up to treat people with kindness and respect, thus I did to my teachers and classes.
Basically I developed acne and was bullied horrendously not just by my class but the entire school. Struggling and getting past my class was enough but walking through corridors and being in the playgrounds I was also bullied by strangers too. I was also called ugly, a teachers pet etc etc.
I did not do well in my GCSE.
I attended college and all my class just messed around and my tutors just enforced no discipline and basically just sat and laid back and didn’t bother to teach. So I dropped out. I went and tried another course a year later and dropped out again for the same reasons.
Met some other supposed “friends” and all seemed well and good until one day out of the blue on MSN messenger back then I was again bullied for my acne and looks, I truly thought these new people were also my friends but no. So I left them behind.
A few years later I met other people who told me yeah so ladies intact literally trying to get into bed with me, but I never went ahead as for me personally I must feel deep emotional love for me to sleep with a woman. I could of slept with them but I did not, I wanted real love, not just sex. I wanted to look after and treat and respect a woman.
So even after getting the confidence boost I somehow went into a deep nervous breakdown again. I’ll put it straight out here right now. I can’t even walk in public without thinking every single person is making fun of me. If I’m walking past lots of traffic I think everyone is looking at me and making fun of me. I just am flooded with “voices” from the bullies. I keep my head down and don’t look at anyone now. Because truly I can’t cope for the possible mocking.
But… So yeah I am 32. Unemployed. I am in receipt of universal credit. I had a 2nd lifetime seizure months ago and as it’s my 2nd have been. Deemed epileptic.
The truth is my anxiety no matter how severe it is and debilitating for me, I must work.
But basically they want £800 for a awful studio. £1100 for a flat. Landlords don’t accept on universal credit.
I just don’t know where to start.
I am more than lucky and fortunate to have a dear loving family but yeah I’m just… I’m considering worst case scenario ok. If I did not have a family I would be homeless. But at the same time I would not mentally cope without them, so I would 99% just commit suicide because I just wouldn’t cope. I have no friends at all.
I could ramble on for hours but that is worst case scenario. But that is not the case and I would like to live independently. So I with all my heart ask the kind people here, what would you do and recommend? I have no qualifications, nothing. I want to change (well I have to basically, thats the reality)
It takes me a lot to think and write as I have had a nervous breakdown I just hope I make sense.
Basically the way things are there are as you know folks working full time let’s say for someone like me on minimum wage and it is not even enough to cover rent and that is before bills etc.
I just don’t know where to start, yet I am 32!!! Yeah I am sorry. It’s not my fault tho my anxiety my depression I’m just a total nervous wreck but I accept I must work now the world has changed.
I want to change I just don’t know who to turn to.
And then I just totally cry my heart out and wish I could just snuggle up in a woman’s arms and sleep forever.
So that’s me.
I can’t thank you enough with every part of me for any advice whatsoever.
Sorry it takes so much for me to communicate, im a total nervous wreck. I’m just scared and sad. I just want to lay in a woman’s arms and go to sleep.
If I didn’t have my family I would not be here. That is the truth.
Sorry I don’t know what to do.
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2024.05.16 22:13 vanessaxee #2 mechanical pencil

I WAS THE ONLY ONE TESTING TODAY BC THE COURSE ISN'T OFFERED AT MY SCHOOL BUT I TOOK IT ONLINE AND I USED A MECHANICAL PENCIL INSTEAD OF WOODEN BUT IT WAS STILL #2 IS IT GONNA AFFECT MY SCORE AM I COOKED? THE PERSON WHO ADMINISTERED MY EXAM SAID MECHANICAL #2 SHOULD BE OKAY I'M SCARED
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2024.05.16 22:11 Inorai [Menagerie of Dreams] Ch. 18: Your Customer Service Sucks pt 1

[Menagerie of Dreams] Ch. 18: Your Customer Service Sucks pt 1
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The Story:
Keeping her store on Earth was supposed to keep her out of trouble, but when a human walks through her wards like they weren't there, Aloe finds herself with a mystery on her hands. Unfortunately for the human, her people love mysteries - and if she doesn't intervene, no one will. With old enemies sniffing around after her new charge, the clock is ticking to find their answers.
Hey, Miss Kanna.
Aloe showed me how to do this letterbox thing a little bit ago. Hopefully this gets to you. Otherwise, I mean, I guess you’ll never read this?
Rowen grimaced down at the page. Get to the point. Stop faffing about.
Anyway. We’ve been traveling, so I didn’t get a chance to write earlier. Thanks for all your help with the magic kit stuff, again. We still haven’t found an actual answer. We found out I can open the Heartgates, though. That seems pretty big. Just going to assume you know about all that stuff. Aloe doesn’t think it’ll be enough, but
He hesitated, pen hovering over the page. Was he just being naive? He didn’t doubt that Aloe was right, it just…seemed cruel. Surely the whole world couldn’t operate like that.
but I don’t know. It feels like it’d be pretty hard to wave something like that off? Are the Children of Ora or whatever really that single-minded about themselves?
We’re in Emerald Hills now, with that Lord Dilmat guy Aloe knows. If I can be honest a sec? I really don’t know how much I buy that he’ll help me. The lord guy seemed pretty disinterested once Aloe said he couldn’t keep me. Is staying here really a good idea? I do trust Aloe, but I don’t know. I don’t have that much time left. This feels like a gamble.
Not much time at all, now that they’d blown a few days traveling and getting set up. His all-too-short deadline was staring him down every time he closed his eyes. Could he really risk hanging around with some dude who visibly didn’t give even a single shit?
But what else could he do?
I guess it’s whatever, he wrote, shaking his head. I’m going to try and work the shop a little more. People here seem to speak English, but it’s not their go-to. It’s getting a little weird. They keep giving me looks. I need to find some sort of language textbook for Ereliit, but I’m a little worried. If there’s never been a human with magic before, you guys have probably never tried to teach a human before either. Right? So do I even have a chance in hell of learning? Would there even be anything in English?
He took a long, shaky breath. Just a worry. Do you have any ideas? I just don’t know what’s out there. But I’d like to try learning.
There. He’d talked about where they were, and he’d talked about Eswit, and he’d talked about his language battles. That just left…
His lips tightened. That just left the bit he really, really didn’t want to get into. But there was no getting around it.
I’m worried about Aloe. When we were heading into the Deeproads she started having this weird…attack. Glowy eyes, spouting nonsense, wouldn’t respond. She told me it’s because of her magic poisoning her, and she said it was a one-off thing from some kind of magic shock from coming back down here, but then it happened again last night.
She’s fine. I don’t mean to scare you or anything. She’s got that nightsbane stuff, and now that I know this is going to keep happening I can try and watch for it more. Or something like that. But she’s always a bit weird after she takes those potions. I just don’t really know what to do with all this. I just want someone else to know. Getting a little nervous.
Rowen took a shaky breath, closing his eyes for a moment. He hated tattling on her. If he was sick, the last thing he’d want was his friends spreading it around. But…someone needed to know. Someone that wasn’t him. What if last night happened again? What if she fell into another trance like at the aviary and he couldn’t wake her up?
No. Kanna needed to know.
The floor creaked overhead. “Rowen?” Aloe called. “Are you up?”
“I’m down here,” Rowen called back. Well. She was up early. The sky outside was still dark. He’d figured he had at least another half hour before she wandered out.
Quickly, he turned back to the paper laid out on the counter.
I’ve got to go. Aloe’s up and around, and I’ve got to get back to Emerald Hills for more testing. Lucky me. Fingers crossed they actually tell me something useful this time. It wouldn’t be down to luck. This time he’d make them listen. Thanks for listening, Kanna. Hopefully you actually get this.
He stood as the hallway above started to creak, hastily folding the letter up. She’d pointed everything out to him and run through a quick explanation. He just had to take this stamp, marked with a hastily-applied KANNA label, smack it onto the paper, and then put it in that wooden box. Close the lid, and-
Rowen jerked back as a flash of light erupted from beneath the so-recently-closed lid. Slowly he lifted the edge back up.
The box was empty.
“W-Well, that was easy,” Rowen said, grinning. Either the letter was on its way to Kanna, or he’d found a new handy-dandy trash can. All he could do was trust it was the former.
As he put the stamp back into the rack, though, his hand lingered on the wood.
He’d carried Aloe back to her room last night, was all. She’d been utterly passed out, and he wasn’t so frigid as to leave her out in the cold by herself. He’d felt weird about barging into her room unasked, yeah, but…well, he just hadn’t been able to come up with an alternative. She certainly wasn’t about to wake up.
Her bed had been rock-hard. He could remember it clearly, like someone had taken wooden planks and covered them in a few layers of comforter. He’d almost felt bad putting her down on it and walking away. Even the thought of it gave him a sore back.
As he’d turned, he’d caught a glimpse of a writing desk in her otherwise-barren room. There’d been a violin on it. And…a stamp, just like this. There hadn’t been a handy English label, so…he didn’t have a clue who it’d send a letter to. But there alongside it had been a pile of crumpled-up letters.
Someone Aloe wanted to write to, then—but couldn’t? But who? It would’ve been absurdly rude to pry further, so he’d just…walked away.
And now he found himself oddly curious.
The stairs creaked. Rowen glanced up, then gave a quick wave when he saw Aloe descending. “Morning. You’re up early.”
“Couldn’t sleep for shit,” Aloe mumbled. “Are you off?”
“Yeah.” Rowen grimaced. “Eswit wants me back bright and early. I’ve got to keep him happy for now.”
“Good kid.” Aloe gave him a quick smile, patting his shoulder as she passed. “Just stick with it. We’ll figure this out, I promise.”
He was sure she wanted them to figure this out. She might even believe that they’d do it. But belief in a thing didn’t make it reality. He needed to keep pushing. This was no time to sit back and take things easy. He smiled back, nodding, and stood. “I’m off, then.”
“Be safe,” Aloe murmured as he strode by.
He just kept walking, head held as high as he could, until he was out of the Dragon and alone again.
—--------------------
Aloe turned on her heel, giving the floor a long look. The sun was up and Rowen was off. The scholars would be able to help him. The question was, how fast? Would they be able to make a breakthrough soon?
She tried to keep her mind from scrolling through the calendar left to them. It wasn’t enough for them to solve Rowen’s mystery by the deadline—if they didn’t get back to Windscour in time to declare their progress to Envoy Jaian, she’d run a real risk of getting herself in trouble with the crown. She could defend herself, but…she didn’t want to give them any excuse to declare the deal null and void.
Which meant she really, really needed Eswit to get to work, fast.
Sighing, she straightened. A trilling whistle slipped from her lips. All around the Dragon, candles ignited, turning the morning glow into a comfortable brightness. The shutters on the front windows flew open, and through them, she saw the sign out front drop into place.
Well, they were open for business. Overhead, the sunbirds raised their heads, starting to trill amongst themselves.
“Don’t make yourselves trouble,” she said, giving the big guy at the group’s center a warning look and a pointed finger.
He only chirped at her, hopping to the side. She heard one of the eaves windows creak open, followed by the flapping of wings. Several of the others followed suit, vanishing into the outside world.
“Fine,” Aloe muttered, shaking her head. “Come back in time for dinner or you’re not getting any.” It didn’t worry her too much. Most of the dens had access to an exit if they wanted it, and all of them knew the signal for when she was packing up. There shouldn’t be too much danger toward them in a deeproads town like this.
She was just reaching her chair behind the counter when the door swung open again. “Forget something?” she said, turning back.
Her eyes widened at the sight of a woman striding through, short and sturdy with thick, curly red hair and a wide-brimmed hat whose colors had been bleached with too many hours in the sunlight. Pouches ringed the belt on her waist, hanging down almost to her knees.
“Pardon me,” the new woman said, her voice gruff. “Had a lad all but pounding down my door ‘bout some new shop in town.” She leaned her head back, fixing a look on Aloe from beneath the brim of her hat, and grinned. “Thinkin’ it’s ‘round the time I should see the place for myself.”
Just as she’d thought, then—this was Lanioch’s apothecary. Exactly the sort who might be interested in the goods she sold. Aloe smiled right back, bowing with careful, deliberate respect.
“Madam Healer, I believe I have exactly what you need,” she said. “Whatever that is.”
“We’ll see about that,” the apothecary said, turning toward the Dragon’s shelves with a brisk step.
Aloe’s grin only widened. She wasn’t put off by the woman’s air and attitude, no. She’d expected this. The bargaining was the best part—and out of everyone in the town, this was likely to be her primary customer.
The game had just begun.
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It was early enough in the morning for there to still be dew on the grass when he crossed over into Emerald Hills, but the lab was already bustling. The secretary Aloe had talked to before perked up at the sight of him, beckoning him over. She didn’t try to speak to him, though. Maybe she was too busy. Maybe he was just the human and didn’t rate a little morning chitchat. Hell, maybe she didn’t even speak English.
He let her usher him into the same lab room he’d been in before. It was just like he remembered it—but this time, there’d been a huge magic circle like something out of Fullmetal Alchemist scrawled all over the floor. There were tiny detailed elements throughout it that looked like someone had painted in with a tiny, hair-thin brush. “Paint, hopefully,” he whispered, giving the thing a contemplative tap with his foot as the secretary walked across the room atop it. If he messed up all their hard work they just might kill him after all.
The circle didn’t budge. With one last shrug, Rowen steeled himself and followed after.
Note-Taker and Box-Holder were there, he saw with a grimace. Both lit up at the sight of him—but as they hurried toward him, he saw Note-Taker pull something from his pocket. A vial, filled with clear liquid.
“No,” Rowen said, taking a step back as the pair charged him. The rest of the researchers scattered around the lab looked up at the firmness in his voice, but he refused to let himself back down. “I’m not going to drug myself. It’s not necessary.”
“You must hold still,” Note-Taker said. “It will…” He scowled, chewing on his lips. “Difficult,” he said at last—and held the vial out again. “Take.”
“I’ll hold still,” Rowen said, shoving his hands resolutely in the pockets of his jeans. God, he felt out of place here dressed like a normal person when they were all wearing their fantasy getups. “I’m not taking it.”
Note-Taker grimaced. He glanced to Box-holder, who shrugged.
Rowen stiffened as the two started talking in Ereliit. “And you can’t keep everything secret from me this time,” he said. “You have to tell me what you’re figuring out about me. That was the deal.”
The two erelin men looked back to him, and now the disdain in Note-Taker’s expression was clear. “No time,” he said. “We will handle. Sit.”
“Yes, there damn well is time,” Rowen snapped. “Look, you’ve got two choices here. You can either tell me what you’re learning or I’m not going to cooperate. Okay?”
He watched Note-Taker’s nostrils flare. The man was positively glaring down the length of his nose at Rowen now. “You are not-”
“We had a deal,” Rowen said. “With your boss. D’you think that Lord Eswit guy is going to like it if you drive me and Aloe away?” He jerked his chin higher, matching the asshole glare for glare. “All I’m asking is for you to talk to me.”
Box-Holder muttered something under his breath, still in that stupid language of theirs. But before Rowen could launch into them again, Note-Taker let out a groan. “Agreed,” he said, sounding like he didn’t agree at all.
He’d at least said the word, though. And he did still need their help to get some answers. So Rowen just nodded, letting the two men guide him to the center of the magic circle, and steeled himself for what came next.
—--------------
By the end of it, Rowen understood why Note-Taker had wanted to drug him.
He didn’t have a clue what they were doing. He’d tried to watch and pay attention, but there was only so much he could do. He was plunked down cross-legged at the very center of the whole arrangement, with Eswit’s mages around the outer ring with their wands and staves. Every time they raised their implements, the circle under his ass started to glow with a frankly-worrying intensity.
And then the deluge would begin. Fireballs. Lightning bolts. Whirlwinds that whipped around him and blew his hair all astray. Bits of free energy, and shrieking rips of pure noise, and gouts of water that drenched his sweatshirt. He tried to stay still through all of it, gripping the insides of his sweatshirt pocket and closing his eyes against the worst of the onslaught. He’d promised Note-Taker he could manage.
But Christ it was hard. Sweat drenched his undershirt, and however strong his resolve had been at the start, he was mortified to find he was starting to shake a little.
All of the fear vanished when, with one last crackle of energy, the latest barrage faded—and the mages all turned away from him. “Is that it?” Rowen whispered.
Note-Taker was in the back of the room, scrawling away madly on a clipboard. The other mages were starting to encircle him, Rowen saw. And they looked excited. Bingo.
Legs still quivering beneath him, Rowen stood, banging his fists into his thighs until the tingling went away. “What is it? What did you find?”
The scholar closest to him glanced over, but turned back to the others just as quickly. None of the rest even bothered to look.
Note-Taker was beaming, though, and Box-Holder’s eyes damn near sparkled. Rowen’s anger deepened. They’d found something.
“Hey,” he snapped, striding closer. “What’d you-”
Note-Taker raised a hand, gesturing dismissively in his direction. A pair of the scholars turned, moving to block his way, but Rowen had expected that. Darting to the side, he ducked between a pair of Orran women—and snatched the clipboard out of Note-Taker’s hands.
You’d think the guy had never been bullied in school. He was slow to react, hands closing around open air for a second before he lunged. “Fucking-”
“Oh, so you do know some actual words,” Rowen said. He kept backstepping, circling the room until the exit was square behind him. “Look. You told me you’d talk. That’s all I want here.”
Note-Taker’s face contorted with anger. “Give it-”
“No,” Rowen said, holding the clipboard up and away from the Orran’s reach. “Just tell me what you guys found out, and I’ll give it back.”
“You’ll-”
Otherwise,” Rowen said, taking another step backward, “I’m going to take this back to Aloe to see what it says. And I won’t be coming back tomorrow.”
He waited, counting the seconds. The scholars had all frozen somewhere in the middle of his escapade, glancing at each other with worried eyes.
This was all a risk. He knew that. He needed these guys as much as they needed him—but maybe a little reminder that he could just pick up and go if they refused to play ball would do the trick. So he waited, eyes glued to Note-Taker’s face and nerves twitching for the slightest sign of counterattack.
Finally, the man scowled, letting out an irritated grunt. “Testing passive resonance,” he said gruffly.
“And?” Rowen said. “What’d you find?”
“Response value of five,” Note-Taker said. He spat the words out, then thrust his hand toward Rowen. “Give.”
“What’s that mean?” Rowen said. “Passive resonance. What is that? And what’s it mean that-”
“Did not promise tutoring,” the man hissed. He jabbed his hand forward again. “Give.
“Okay,” Rowen said. “Fine.” He’d gotten the important bits. Passive resonance, and it spat back a five. Passive resonance, five. Passive resonance, five. As long as he could get that back to Aloe, she’d be able to translate.
He slapped the clipboard down into Note-Taker’s outstretched hand. “Here. That’s all I wanted. Are we done for the day?”
The pair of head researchers glared at him, lips tight, but turned almost immediately back to their own work. One by one heads around the room swiveled away from him.
Guess that was his answer. Rowen shook his head, grumbling a little to himself, but made for the door.
Time to figure out what all the fuss was about.
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2024.05.16 22:10 Shattered_alt Welcome to Magna Academy! A superpowered college rp discord welcoming writers of all experiences levels!

This is a 18+ discord server set in a superpowered academy with some dark secrets. The colorful cast of characters leaves a lot of room for whatever ideas you might have for your own, student or teacher! Be it a war vet nurse, or a bunny boi thief student, or even a former rock star trying to find new insperation as a teacher! all characters of all backgrounds are welcome to Magna!
Although primarily a modern day slice of life, the server does encourage individual plotlines based on your background leading to a web of interconnected stories through character interactions and backgrounds. There is no main character so no matter what your character will get their time to shine! Smut is allowed and encouraged as well! It's a college after all and college students are young and horny.
The lore behind the world is relatively simple. The world has developed technologically to the point where humanity is able to give individuals artificial powers. Magna, which was originally a testing ground for those powers, has been converted into essentially a soverign city state of a school for those who have powers to get new bginnings and learn how to use their abilities properly. Most other lore is based on character backstories to expand the world, with very limited relevant lore outside of what Magna is and why it exists giving plenty of freedom for any backstory desiered!
There’s no level of experience for your writing required either! Just on a personal note, this server is what got me intok rp myself. It’s slowly dying but we just need a few more active members to bring it back!
invite link: https://discord.gg/3mQVvBRJ
No dice rolling needed :3
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2024.05.16 22:08 ThrowawayMBATest Critique Me

Hi everyone! I am planning to apply to a few MBA's in the next few years and started to do research. I wanted to know how I currently stand with my profile to fix weaknesses and make the strongest profile I can , also to see if I could apply to M7 schools and not waste money.
Demographic: Asian (M), Middle 20's
Education: BS in Civil Engineering at a Regional University (3.53) Minor: Philosophy and Entrepreneurship & Innovation Management
MS Civil Engineering at Columbia University in the City of New York (4.00)
Experience: One year as a Civil Engineer, three years as an Air Force officer (working with electronic warfare)
Tests: Working on GMAT (I would like to know what's a good target score but I will do more research)
Post MBA goal: Transition into consulting. While working as an engineer and officer, I learned that I love to problem-solve and advise/implement plans. I could look into IB as well because I love finance and investing, but I still need to figure out how I feel about the industry. Just liking finance and investing doesn't mean it's a good fit for me.
I would appreciate any advice. Feel free to be direct because I want to learn and increase my odds.
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2024.05.16 22:07 ididntstudy_1 Question(s) maybe TW?

I took paroxetine for about 2 years, and i stopped taking them 2 months ago. So far ive felt really normal, however right now i feel wierd. Sometimes whenever i take a breath i just sniff , like a quick breathe in half a second long, then i breathe in. This started this monday, when i was taking a test in school when i started to do the sniff. It got a bit bad to where i thought that i wasnt breathing enough, however that feeling went away ina minute but the sniffs didnt. The next day, i took another test and i did better in not doing the sniffs, but then at the end i began to do them again. I feel anxious whenevrr i am in a big area, like a gym where i took my tests. I dont know wether im scared of the height or anything else, but when im in a gym i can only look down and even then i still feel anxious. Now, i do the sniff things even in a small room, when i used to feel safe. My questions are, is it okay for me to take the paroxetine again, as this monday i will need to be in the gym with many people and i dont want to make a scene, and are my extrenely quick breaths a problem that will resolve on its own before monday?
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2024.05.16 22:07 Chubberknuckles Question/rant

Question: I would guess that similar questions have been asked before, but has anybody here pursued answers through online psychiatry?
Rant: I am 33m, and very tired. I've spent my entire life feeling adjacent to society, since troubles with socializing became evident in preschool. My parents decided to homeschool my sister and I(she was similarly having issues fitting into kindergarten) Life until high school was unusual. My sister and I were well-regarded by adults in our lives, but had extreme difficulty making and keeping friends our age. My mother struggled to engage us academically, and we mostly preferred to read books on our own time. I always enjoyed non-fiction.
I went to public high school after begging my parents, where the bullying was swift and cruel. I learned how to cope over time, and spent much of my time writing conversational scripts. I was an above average student, though I mostly relied on prior knowledge or procrastination. I managed to get through my social trouble by embedding myself into a couple of different friend groups. I had a few meltdowns during this time, and my parents took me to take some psychiatric tests, the only specific one I can remember is the WAIS, because I liked the score. Since then, I've taken mood stabilizers and stimulants off and on, but I've never been satisfied with the diagnosis of ADHD. I whiteknuckled life with masking, caffeine, and alcohol after high school. I don't know that I've had a genuine connection with a person in years, and I've reached a point where I am barely capable of having a genuine conversation. I feel trapped inside my own head. I feel like I need to address some things with a doctor.
TLDR: I'm sad, and more
Sorry for readability, formatting, etc
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