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Letter to my Avoidant Ex - I need your opinions, from Avoidant and non-avoidant people
Hello everyone,
This is my first time writing here, and I'm not sure what to expect and what kind of responses I'll receive. I look forward to hearing from you!
I would like to hear opinions from both individuals with an avoidant attachment style and those without. What do you think of the letter? Is it a good idea to send it, or do you think I should make some modifications?
I'm using fictional names.
For some context, I wrote the letter below to my "ex," although I'm not sure if I can really use the word "ex." We always referred to our relationship as simply David & Mathieu. When people asked us if we were a couple, we would say no, it was just David & Mathieu.
We were friends for a year and a half before starting a different dynamic. It wasn't planned or wanted; it just happened very naturally. He has always been someone special to me; I don't know how to explain it, but for as long as I can remember, he has been special to me, and I told him that.
Two things to know about him are that he has an avoidant attachment style, which he himself acknowledges. So sometimes it was complicated; he never reassured me about anything, had blockages like we couldn't see each other during the week, and very often I couldn't touch him (affectionately) because he needed space. But I know he made efforts and stepped out of his comfort zone for us. He started holding my hand in public by himself, opening up more and more, and introduced me to important people in his life. It may not seem like much, but for someone with an avoidant attachment style, it was already a lot.
What made the situation even more complicated is that he was also fraysexual. So as the relationship progressed, the closer we got, the less sexual interest he had in me. He still needed sex, but it wasn't possible with me. Again, he was aware of how he was, and we always talked about it openly.
David & Mathieu lasted 7 months, and what ended it were the arguments we had towards the end. I started feeling insecure about his sexuality, the fact that he was back on dating apps (he said it was just for hookups) - I believed him, but it still made me insecure, and he had trouble reassuring me. He would get angry and say that I doubted his word. Furthermore, I brought up things from the past, like a guy he had something with while we were together during the first month of David & Mathieu. Also, towards the end, he expressed his need for space and to minimize contact, and I also struggled to give him that. I believe I have an anxious attachment style, so it was complicated for me to respond to some of his requests. But when we were together, it was really good; we often told each other that the best moments together were when it was just the two of us.
Anyway, he gave reasons for ending us: that I often doubted his word, that I brought up the past too much, and that he felt like he couldn't do things he had the right to do (like sleeping with others) and that I couldn't give him the space he needed. He was always honest about not wanting to lose his freedom. I never intended to take it away from him, but sometimes I needed to discuss things to feel good, and he struggled with that.
It's been a week now since we last had contact. We never really had a discussion to close everything; he shared his decision with me over the phone, I reacted badly, I tried to convince him to change his mind, and that's it.
The day after the phone call, he still agreed to come do an activity with me, but he said only because I told him it would make me feel better, and after that activity, he gave me back the things he had at his place. I still have things with me.
I would like to hear opinions from both individuals with an avoidant attachment style and those without. What do you think of the letter? Is it a good idea to send it, or do you think I should make some modifications?
Well, here's the letter finally.
Thank you.
I respect and understand your choice.
I've wondered if it's also what I wanted and maybe I was just delusional to think otherwise.
I'm not expecting or needing you to respond to this message. It was important for me to share my observations with a clear head rather than being in a flood of emotions. I fully understand that you don't need to receive this message, maybe you're already rolling your eyes. It's more for me that I'm doing this, it seemed like the right thing to do for me.
I'm not into blaming, victimizing, or reproaching, and I'm not taking all the blame on myself. I'll only speak about what belongs to me. I'm not angry, disappointed, and I have no negative feelings towards you. I know you're a good person with good intentions, and you never intended to hurt me in any way.
I accept your decision much more easily now that I've finally understood that having contact with me now does more harm than good. I've always wanted what's best for you and to make you feel special.
You know what I think of you, what I told you was never fake or to please you, it was simply the truth. For me, when I was with you, you were the most... things & things, and I had no interest in looking away. I never played games with you or tried to sell you dreams. I'm aware that it could have played against me, and I didn't care. But honestly, I never felt like you were taking advantage of that.
Not that I think you care about that, but I stopped talking to the guy I was chatting with at (our last activity together) on the same day. If it helps some people, that's great, but for me, jumping into something else to feel better isn't healthy, I'd find it disrespectful, and it's just not me.
Sorry for losing sight of what was important and focusing too much on the past and things that didn't matter. Sorry for not being respectful and attentive towards the end, for making you feel like I didn't trust you/wanted to restrict you/didn't understand you bettedidn't assert my limits enough, and for not giving you the space you needed. I'm not perfect, I was just doing my best.
When I told you that we were better than that, well, I failed, and I let you down in a way, I acknowledge that, and I'm sorry. I messed up, and it's okay to make mistakes. You know, humans are sometimes poorly made, losing strength to realize things that were obvious.
I have work to do on myself in several aspects. I need to avoid creating scenarios, leave the past where it is, verbalize my needs and limits more clearly, in a better way and at the right time, learn to realize that what I have in front of me is true without suspicion, and learn to say: "This thing scares me, I don't know how to tame it, I don't know how it will affect us, let's talk about it."
I think just choosing better moments for certain discussions could potentially have changed the course of things. (We often had discussions about important things when we were drunk, it always turned out badly.)
I'm still the same guy I was a week ago, I haven't magically changed already, but what I can confidently tell you is that there has been an awakening, and I'm committed to evolving and being better.
I know that for you, us, it was a challenge and maybe sometimes destabilizing, it took you out of your comfort zone. I felt that you were doing your best, I never felt like you were forcing yourself, and for example, just holding my hand in public meant something significant to you. I could have taken that into consideration more and made sure you felt good and safe instead of adding pressure and frustration.
You and I are unique individuals, for whom it's not easy to build certain dynamics, we deserved to have what we had, but with the issues at the end, sometimes it wasn't easy.
I never wanted something conventional. For me, answering the question 'Are you a couple?' with 'No, it's just David & Mathieu' made me proud, and I liked it, for me, there was no need for further explanation.
I never asked or hoped for you to have the same requirements for yourself as I imposed on myself. I've always been very aware of your needs. The fact that it was important for me not to be touched by others, that belonged to me alone, I wish we could have navigated through that more healthily.
You often asked me what I expected from you, that it wasn't clear to you. I expected nothing more than what was ongoing. I was in this situation because I wanted to be, are you perfect as you are, I would say.... yes but no. But guess what, when I told you that you were perfect as you were, it was true, in the sense that even the things that weren't perfect made you a special thing for me. Don't try to understand, even I have difficulty understanding myself.
Trying out David & Mathieu wasn't a mistake for me, it was positive in many ways. And as I've already told you, what we had was enough for me, you were enough for me. The issues at the end for me were mostly predictable, all surmountable, and weighed less in the balance compared to the rest.
David & Mathieu was something peculiar, imperfect, and perfect at the same time. The fact that the best moments were mostly when we were alone together, that feeling that hand in hand it was us vs the rest, the feeling of pride and not wanting to be anywhere else and with anyone else at times.
I wish for us to find all of that again.
When you told me that you were lucky to have me, I was also lucky to have you, and I hope you know why.
Maybe one day, at the right time and if we both want it, we can see if it's possible to rebuild a friendly dynamic in which we both feel good. We've always managed to build better with the past. We make a good team when we're respectful and attentive.
I still wish to have you in my life, but if that's not possible, I'll respect that.
If someday we reconnect, I neither desire or need to revisit the issues we experienced. My mindset is to move towards something better and positive, not to fall back into negativity.
By the way, I have your grandfather's ring. I was wearing it when I got out of your car. If you want me to return your belongings quickly, let me know. Otherwise, don't worry, I'll take care of it.
I'll always be happy to hear from you, but I understand that you and I need space for now. Yes, even me.
This Saturday, Friday, or both nights, it's still to be determined, there's a possibility that I'll go out to the Eco with Emily. I'm not telling you to not go if that's what you had planned. But at the same time, I'd like us to respect what we need, but I don't want us to prevent each other from doing anything either.
If it happens soon that we come face to face, know that I'm no longer in the emotion, I'm good, I'll be friendly, and I'm ready to be flexible (leave) if necessary.
I don't plan to go to the Eco (a bar where we always went together, almost every weekend) often in the near future, this weekend is a bit special because Emily is staying in town exceptionally and plans to go out all weekend with friends from NY.
In conclusion, I would say once again that I respect your decision. It's unfortunate that we won't have the opportunity to continue having good times together. I've always had fun with you; it wasn't difficult.
Well, that's all. That's enough. That's already a lot.
Maybe one day I'll write a 10-minute song about an owl who always left 56,000 things at my place, who knows. 🤷🏻‍♂️ (he loves a Taylor S song that lasts 10 minutes about an ex of hers.)
Yes, I fully intend to make some cash off of you, no shame.
Bye for now

Hi, she broke up with me in March when I arrived from a work trip abroad. We hadn't seen each other in 3 weeks. I did text more than usual because I wanted to share what was happening with her but she told me she felt overwhelmed.
Since the breakup, I tried 2 times to fix things and I have been told "no" each time. The last time was when we exchanged stuff on mid April. She was very cold and distant because I told her I didn't want to prolong this from happening.
Here is a timeline:

March 17: I arrived from a trip abroad. Hadn't seen her in 3 weeks. I first went to pick up my car at her place and gave her daughter presents. When I got there she kissed me and hugged me. I later went home and came back a few hours later in the afternoon. At that moment, she said she was feeling confused. She didn't want to kiss me or touch me. She felt overwhelmed and our communication during my trip stressed her and she felt suffocated. We concluded we will work things through and talk at the restaurant 2 days later. I asked her if we are going to work things out, and she said yes, she said she was sorry for being like this. She was very tired and we kissed a couple times and I went back home.
March 19: In the morning, I sent her a message saying I was so amped and happy to go to this new restaurant with her, I was looking forward to it before even going on my business trip and she answered with a pinned red heart. I told her if I should get to her place by 6:30 or before. She asked me at what time was the reservation and I said 7pm. She again answered with a pinned red heart. When I got to her place, she opened the door and told me I looked very cute. I tried to kiss her, and she moved and she told me she cancelled the reservation. She told me she was not feeling good. She told me she has too many things to handle, her new job, her daughter, the ex-husband and father of her daughter. She said she wanted to stop this relationship because she felt not good enough, overwhelmed, that she can't give me the attention that I need, that for some reason she doesn't know why she has lost attraction to me. I tried to tell her we should take things slow, but she didn't want to.
March 23: I asked if I could videochat with her so we can speak about our stuff. She told me she hasn't thought about this yet and I told her I wanted to be with her, that we could fix things if we sat down and talk, and she said she had no answer for me at the moment. I told her to take her time.
March 28: We videochatted again because I told her I felt like talking to her and she told me to just call whenever. I kept it light talking about work and her daugther. After the call, I texted her that I loved to see her and talk to her. She told me she still doesn't feel natural and normal for her. She doesn't forget about our stuff. I told her I hope we can reconcile some day at that there was no rush.
April 5: She reached out to me, asking how I was and telling me she missed me. I told her I missed her too and that we should talk about it. She answered that she's not ready to see me because she doesn't want to succomb to my charms and doesn't know how to manage my presence in her life as if I would ask her too much attention. I told her that if she doesn't want to reconcile, I think it's better to not talk to each other. She said she understood and was sorry.
April 16: She sents me a message to exchange stuff. I told her I might not be available. She proposes to contact me early may. I tell her I don't want to prolong things: I propose to her the following lunch time. She tells me she thought it wasn't urgent. She tells me it's ok, it's going to be done and I won't have to hear anything about her anymore. She unfollows me on social media except whatsapp.
April 17: I went to her place and we exchange stuff, I asked her how she was. She told me : I thought you didn't want to hear from me ever again. I told her I missed her and thought about her all the time, told her I am sure I want to be with her, that I don't care for other women. She told me she still has strong feelings for me but then she starts telling me she did too many things she shouldn't have because of her love, told me she is an indepedent woman who doesn't need help or advice, told me she doesn't like it when I say she is my #1 priority and she told me she doesn't know how I can be her second after her daughter because she has many people in her life. She told me that for her, being in a relationship doesn't mean we have to see each other all the time. She told me she would think about it because she had no answer right now.
April 18: She texted saying she isn't ready for me to be her lover. She says we have a great connection, but too many things too adjust. She knows I can change but she won't accompany me. She says she's sorry she's not what I expected her to be. I call her back to make sure, she tells me shes not sure, not by begging that it will make a difference. She tells me she will reach out to me but she never did.
April 20: Friend saw her on Bumble.
April 28: She sents me a Happy birthday message with our love song saying : HB! I hope this day goes as smooth and is as illuminated as thing song. I wish you the best that life has to offer. I miss you despite everything. I answer her back with a Thank you.
May 8: She reaches out to me saying she saw this job offer and has thought of me. She then sends me a selfie of her father with his dentures she bought him. She tells me she feels just ok, she has started her meds again (ssri) and is very tired.

So my question is, was she reaching out trying to reconnect with me or was it just for validation? My friends think it's the former but they don't really know anything about attachment theory. Some people say avoidants won't ever come back saying they want to work for the relationship, so I don't know. Knowing her, I think she is on Bumble for validation of course, but when we were friends before we hooked up she was already on bumble for months and didn't even go on a date.
Should I wait for her to reach out again? Do I send her a light message and keep it very light and casual? I guess NC is the answer but her being a FA makes me hesitate that if I don't reach out, she will just feel its too demanding emotionnaly for her to reach again.

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I finally decided to do this. It’s actually working, the other person doesn’t feel suffocated and like I’m demanding a reply. Conversation has been great since Sunday when I first reached out, although I feel we could have already had all of this and then some said by now. (Not trying to learn deep dark secrets on day 5, I swear. But it just feels like small talk, and I like more in-depth things or I get bored. Unsure how to broach that without scaring her off or offending her, and if it matters for context we are both women in our 20s.)
I remember the general gist of not wanting to have people feeling like they have to answer you right away, but I think this is one of those things that I know is a good and respectful thing to do for the other person while not really getting why I’m doing it.

I’m 28f and I’ve never been in a relationship or anything close to it. I have never even kissed anyone. I want to get married and have a family one day. Do I need to learn how to flirt to find a boyfriend and to make this happen one day? I am friendly and warm and people generally like me but they lose interest because things don’t move fast enough (I’m not comfortable doing anything physical when I first meet someone because I don’t know how and I need to like them enough first) and they can’t tell if I like them. It takes me a while to know if I like someone because I’m inexperienced but they don’t really give me much time and are flirting with me and touching me after like 1-3 dates. I think part of the problem is I’ve never been on a date with a guy who I find attractive.
Do I need to learn how to flirt and be doing it right away in order for someone to want to be with me someday? Is it possible that someone can just accept me as I am, even if I’m awkward in a dating context and do not know how to flirt or act in a sexual way that most girls my age would be comfortable with?
For context I’m otherwise very normal and have my life together lol - I have a good career, I’m cute enough, have lots of great friends, a good relationship with my family and hobbies. Do I need to change this about myself and if so how do I do it when I’m so old and don’t know how? Sometimes people flirting makes me cringe and I don’t want to embarrass myself.
Thank you in advance for any advice!

I work for a ‘special collections’ agency and I don’t think our customers are human.
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I wasn’t exactly thrilled when, on the first night P’uy̓ám stayed with me, the moment we sat on the sofa he turned to me and asked, “Can we talk?”
I was tempted to sprint out the front door (like any perfectly reasonable and emotionally stable person would), but I’m proud to say that I managed to fight that instinct. The talk ended up basically being ‘did I mind that he wasn’t human’. I told him no, he’s the smartest, nicest person I know, and I think he’s amazing. I asked him if he minded that I am human, and he told me he didn’t care about that. He said I make him laugh, and spending time with me makes him happy and want to be the best version of himself. He did also say that I’m beautiful and a lot smarter than I claim I am, but I chalk up those last two to him being super nice, because if asked to describe myself, the two words I’d probably use would be, ‘loud’ and ‘confused’.
We just stared at each other awkwardly for a moment after that, neither of us seemed entirely sure what to do – it was the first time we’d actually been alone together since ‘the kiss’.
Just when we’d figured it out (and no, internet stranger, I’m not going to be sharing any more specific details, thanks), a knock on the door and the sound of Sandy’s voice outside interrupted us.
“Oh hey hon. I just wanted to make sure you were still alive.” She smiled once I jumped up to open it.
Her eyes drifted to P’uy̓ám who waved awkwardly from the couch, glasses askew.
“Well alrighty then, I guess I’ll be going.” She just stood there, looking a bit lost.
I realized that was the first night she’d come home to any empty house after having company for a month straight – I guess even unspeakable horrors get lonely too.
“Sandy, do you want to come in and watch a movie with us?” I offered after a moment.
“Oh, you betcha!” she brightened and then proceeded to choose the seat between us. I swear she’s got psychic chaperone powers or something.
I suggested that maybe the three of us could do a game night every month, since we figured it’d be nice to catch up outside of just when we were trying to prevent the world was ending. I must say though, I thought Sandy was intense as a supervisor but she is a thousand times more frightening as a poker player – and we don’t even play for money.
I joked that we needed to take her to a casino, but she very seriously replied, “Oh I’m banned from every one in the state.”
I moved apartments after a month had passed without hearing from Yyohn. I’d been waiting to be absolutely sure, because I didn’t want to saddle a new renter with the whole, ‘you might be pulled into a nightmare world and sacrificed to an interdimensional entity’ thing – that would’ve been really inconsiderate.
I was so appreciative that P’uy̓ám stayed with me for a while. I may write with bravado when describing things in retrospect, but the very real possibility of being dragged through a reflective surface silently in the night never to be seen again, did freak me out.
It was also nice to finally spend some time together where we weren’t worrying about the imminent demise of either myself or our plane of existence (well no more than we usually have to worry, at least).
We decided not to tell anyone at the office that we're dating, it's easier that way. Well, I mean, Sandy knows since she did witness our first kiss whilst they were burying me alive.
As the time approached for our trip, I just really hoped that after not seeing P’uy̓ám for decades, maybe his family would welcome him back this time, forgive him for the minor transgression of ‘leaving home’ (yes, I’m still salty that they pretty much disowned him for that.) I figured if he didn’t, maybe he could get some closure, he could at least see the places where he grew up – homesickness had very clearly been really eating at him ever since we went into the woods for team building.
When we were planning our trip, he told me he’s never liked planes and was hoping to avoid flying. Considering ‘traveling on business’ in our line of work isn’t exactly defined as moving across physical space, it made some sort of sense.
He said it was something about not having solid ground under his feet, but when we mapped it out, it was over 5,000 miles round trip – so we could either spend 40 hours in a car, or 6 hours on a plane, each way.
He decided to give flying a shot.
People sometimes struggle to pronounce my first and last names off my driver’s license or credit cards, but they’ll at least try. As we were checking in the lady at the desk ended with, “Thank you Mr….” and then after staring at his driver’s license in silence for a few moments just gave up and handed it back to him.
I get it though, I mean, if I hadn’t heard him pronounce his last name, I would’ve never guessed it on my own – I’d just never encountered a ‘7’ in a name before I met him.
The security guy at the airport spent a long time studying P’uy̓ám’s passport. He stared at P’uy̓ám, then the passport with narrowed eyes. Back to him, then the passport, several times before eventually shrugging and handing it back over. I peeked at it before he put it away and noticed it said he was born in 1960 – and he may be 233, but he looks like he’s in his early thirties at most, so that explained the look of disbelief written on the agent’s face.
When I asked him about it, he said it’s a lot of work to fake all the documents needed to make the date match his outward appearance.
“It was a lot easier before there were electronic records.” He smiled.
I warned him that he should probably update that soon – bureaucratic apathy would only get him so far.
As we waited in the security line, his eyes widened when he saw people go through the body scanner, and he asked me what it was. When I told him, he turned pale and said he couldn’t go through it.
That left me with some questions.
“P’uy̓ám, when was the last time you flew?”
He had to think about that for a moment. “1986?”
“Yeahhhh… I’m pretty sure you can ask not to, but they’ll probably pat you down if you skip it.”
He grew even paler at that.
“Do you want the scan, or the hands?”
He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head, indicating that he wanted neither, which unfortunately for him was not an option.
I squeezed his hand, which helped calm him down – only letting go when it was time to show our IDs, and even then, only after the TSA officer glared at us
It’s a good thing we got there early, because when they asked if he’d emptied his pockets, he said no.
So, I watched him remove:

His wallet
His phone
A multi tool
A small plastic baggie of dirt
A (rather large) Swiss army knife with the Canadian flag on it ("It was a gift" he informed me)
One 16g stick of RAM

We both got out of line so he could check his bag and keep his tools – and I didn’t want him to have to go through it again by himself.
I hated seeing that look of misery on his face – I tried to maintain comforting eye contact with him as they patted him down.
They did let him keep the dirt with him, after scanning it since it’s apparently not prohibited, (just weird). He proceeded to stick it in one of his beat-up Converse before putting his shoes back on.
I understood the dirt – since he mentioned something about solid ground, I guessed it was as close as he was going to get on a plane – and even the multitool and knife.
But, when I asked him why he was trying to bring 16g of RAM into rural Canada in his pockets he just smiled, “You never know when you might need it.”
As soon as we boarded, I realized flying had been a terrible idea. He had a hard time fitting his legs in since he’s so tall – his knees were just jammed in there the whole time. Before we took off, some guy elbowed him in the face while trying to load a bag into the bin and P’uy̓ám said ‘I’m sorry’ to him. I glared at the guy until he apologized.
Everything freaked him out and he gripped the arm rests for dear life the entire flight. The sound of the wheels, staring out at the wings and the little flaps every time they moved (“Are those supposed to be doing that?” to which I could only unhelpfully shrug), the turbulence. I was just glad they let him keep the dirt.
He looked so absolutely horrified during the entire flight and I felt so bad for him. Before we even landed, I asked him if he wanted to drive on the way back instead of flying and he instantly said yes, relief written across his face.
We had to rent a car to get to his hometown, and it took us an extra two hours to get there because there were so many places he wanted to stop and show me, like this amazing waterfall off highway 99. I could’ve done without the constant feel of eyes on us despite us being alone, but it was definitely beautiful, at least.
We began to see signs for this little touristy shop. As we kept driving, the billboards seemed to multiply, until they were at almost every mile. At my insistence, we stopped.
I regretted that decision as soon as we walked in – the place was devoid of life, there were no other customers, no employees – and something about how the dim, blueish lights cast shadows across the shelves gave me a searing headache.
Not to mention the items on the shelves themselves – a mildewy hoodie, that had ‘Someone who loves me visited Oklahoma and bought me this sweatshirt!’ written in fading letters.
It seemed more like a second hand shop than a tourist trap.
I’d found a beaded purse, but it had a wallet and driver's license still in it.
As we wandered, a case of jewelry across the store caught my eye and drew me towards it – it was insane how beautiful each piece was – all so captivating, and each one was totally unique. They looked almost like blown glass – swirling golds and blues in one, sharp magentas with specs of green in another.
As I was leaning in closely, studying them – it almost looked as if they were moving a bit in their case – someone whispered directly into my ear from over my shoulder, “Thanks for stopping in”
The guy appeared out of nowhere to lean in over my shoulder, causing me to scream (just a reasonable amount).
Creeper dude walked around to position himself behind the counter, asked if I wanted to see anything, before pausing to study my face for a moment. His eyes drifted down to the pendant that P’uy̓ám made me, the one for ‘I’m totally not a human, please don’t eat me’ purposes.
“Oh, this is beautiful”, he whispered, before deciding to violate my personal space by lifting it up and holding it.
His demeanor instantly changed from a handsy salesperson to something else entirely – his grin widened and he looked a little too excited.
“Have you signed our guest book?” He gripped my left wrist tightly, shoved a pen into my right, and studied me in a way that told me he wouldn’t let go until I signed it.
“Can I switch hands please?”
He had the audacity to look at me as if I had mildly inconvenienced him, but did let me switch after I told him that was the only way he’d get actual, readable, words.
I flipped through the thick, yellowing pages to find a blank one and signed it ‘Mikayla G. and P’uy̓ám K.’
“Last names too.”
I sighed and wrote ‘Mikayla Garabedian and P’uy̓ám K--’ (I just wrote random letters after the K because I didn’t like how pushy he was being. )
“Exquisite, aren’t they?” he asked me with a smile, gesturing down at the jewelry. The small piece streaked with yellow and pinks was definitely shuddering in response to him pointing at it.
I nodded, but more out of politeness at that point, because he still had my wrist in a death grip.
“Mikayla, Wait.” I could hear P’uy̓ám call out in the distance, but I felt frozen there – it sounded like he was miles away
“Would you like to see how they’re made?”
Before I could answer, he leaned in and put a stone that resembled the others in shape and size, the only difference is that it was just plain, totally clear – into my hand, which he closed around it. It was like glass, but weightier, and where it touched my skin it burned slightly.
I could hear P’uy̓ám calling my name as he came sprinting over, right as the guy read my name off the guestbook.
P’uy̓ám gasped, but I didn’t understand why he was so freaked out.
Literally nothing happened.
P’uy̓ám helped me free my wrist from creepy guy’s crazy strong grip and sassily smacked the book out of his hands, before he could read it again.
And still, nothing happened.
The guy looked at us with narrowed eyes – a look P’uy̓ám returned, with even more intensity. The guy hissed at us as P’uy̓ám guided me out of the store.
Once we got to the parking lot, P’uy̓ám pulled me close to him and put his chin on the top of my head while quietly muttered that he wasn’t sure how I was unaffected – calling someone their true name is how all those other pendants got filled.
He hadn’t realized at first, but when he saw another collection of ‘items made from tourists’ (I made him repeat that to ensure I’d heard that correctly but he didn’t expound on what the ‘items’ were and I was a bit afraid to ask) in the back, he knew.
That was when P’uy̓ám ran over to me, but the guy already begun to read my name, so he was worried it was too late.
He was relieved when I saw that I didn’t provide either of our actual full names – I’ve learned that sharing your entire, true name isn’t a great idea, not with non-humans, probably not with the internet in general.
Mikayla is what I go by, but it’s my middle name – I mean, my sister’s name is ‘Hasmig’, so yeah, I have a fairly traditional first name, too. And no, I’m not sharing it here.
Look, I’m not saying that you’re going to come track me down and try to bind my soul to an inanimate object to then sell to tourists. But, after that ordeal, I’d rather not take that risk.
When I turned back around, the entire store was just … gone.
Apparently since I’m subletting a part of my soul (or as I like to say, ‘mildly possessed’), P’uy̓ám says mine was probably even more fascinating to the guy.
Due to our detours, it was getting dark by the time we reached P’uy̓ám’s family home.
Even in the low light, I could see the apprehension clearly written across his face. I wondered if he thought I was kidding about pummeling his family with my thousand page book if they were shitty to him. (Because I wasn’t)
The entire time, I’d thought that the worst thing that could happen would be that they rejected him – as we pulled up to the dark house, I realized how very wrong I was. _
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7. ~Garden of Life Organic Raw Fit~
8. ~Black Magic~
9. ~PEScience~
10.~Ryze Skippy~
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I (34 F) have this friend of 5 years (51 M) and we’ve been through a lot together. It’s important to note that we have dated off and on, at times just being FWB, and generally our relationship is muddied by being a sort of complicated situationship. But I let him know I’d rather just be friends, because his requirements for a gf are just too high, and imo both our lives are too unstable, and we fight too much (I’ve barely ever gotten into actual fights before I met him).
Earlier this year I moved a few hours away to a very remote place. It’s basically off the grid and due to a natural disaster, residents literally have to take a scheduled convoy just to get in or out of our home. There’s also no phone service there, however there is wi-fi. But the Wi-Fi does not reach my residence so if I need to text or use the internet I must walk through the woods to the community area. It was difficult at first but I’m used to it now, and actually benefit from limited tech access.
At first my friend seemed to understand these restraints, and knew I’d be in contact less often. Even so, I’m pretty good about messaging him daily.
Last Saturday I was able to call him on the phone, and we had a great conversation that lasted maybe 3 hours before we went to sleep. The next day I woke up and got to work. While I’m working I go in and out of the Wi-Fi area so occasionally check my phone but can’t always respond to whatever. I guess he texted me good morning, and I must have opened it bc he said it was on “read” since the morning, but I honestly forgot and kept going about my work day. I then crashed a few hours at home.
When I finally sent him a message back that evening he was PISSED at me. He said if I couldn’t even respond to one message, then I’m a shit friend and don’t care about him. I said that’s ridiculous because we just spoke for 3 hours the night before. He said leaving him on read was purposefully ignoring him and he deserves better from me. He said it makes me cold and petty, and this is not what a functional friendship looks like. I told him he’s not my boyfriend, and frankly I don’t owe him daily contact, but even then I talk to him like 10x more than anyone else in my life. He responded that our situation is “different” and he gets hurt when I take “forever” to get back. He also tried saying it’s a safety thing, that I could be dead or hurt, but I mean, not even my own mother needs me to check in that much, and it’s not like he lives close enough to help in an emergency.
Now he’s making it a deal breaker and says we might as well not be friends at all if I’m acting this way and not apologizing. Am I crazy for believing I did nothing wrong? I feel like he’s gaslighting me into thinking real friends must immediately respond all the time, even with clear restraints. I had no ill intentions, I was just distracted. I’m not going to apologize for that. I know people might say he’s trying to blur the lines between a relationship and friendship, which is true but I also treasure him as a friend and he’s been there for me through rough times. He has a history of needing to be right btw, and he has a few former friends who have labeled him a narcissist, though I wouldn’t go that far. I just want to make sure I’m not actually the wrong one here?

The dark souls franchise is my number one game franchise of all time, I discovered it four years ago when I was a teenager and it completely won me over. I only had a PS3 and an old laptop back then so I only was able to play Dark souls and Dark souls 2, I played them for months I even convinced my grandmother to buy me Dark souls 2 on the ps3 just so I could stop borrowing my friends copy allowing us to co-op.
Three years ago I was fed up with not being able to play Dark souls 3, I didn't have many options then just a laptop with intel uhd graphics and a dream. I didn't have hope back then that I'd get a decent gaming setup so I decided it wasn't worth it to buy Dark souls 3 on steam when it was on sale back then. Instead I sailed the high seas to get a taste, our wifi was incredibly slow back then so I had to come over to a friend's house multiple times to download the game. Setting it up took days of troubleshooting but when I finally got it working it felt like heaven, even though the game was running windowed of 480p pushing only 25 frames at most I played to the end, It was a great experience for me honestly, I made the most out of what I had and it boosted my confidence in what I can do if I set my mind to it.
I'm really good at souls, I have been playing since I was a teen I know the ins and outs, I want to complete the souls journey again but this time not scuffed, times have been tough recently but I know better than to wallow in self pity, things will get better after all what can be harder than dark souls 3 on its lowest possible settings.
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Just as the title says. Without warning, NO ONE had heard of this before. So, this is California. I work for a utility and I am in middle management call it. 5 weeks ago I verbally resigned and we agreed on the date of May 17th. Very amicable, very professional. I’m moving out of state and doing a semi-retirement as I have worked my ass off for the last 25 years and feel I could use a bit of a break. I work a normal 40 hour schedule and accrue hours for both sick and vacation as the year goes on. I have been after my boss for sometime to get me some numbers for my vacation and long term and regular sick time payouts. Finally he gets me some numbers today. With no sick time…. Everything looks great, except I don’t get paid out for my sick? He (is a really good guy actually) is just as flabbergasted as I am. NO ONE had ever heard of this. So it’s a new law in California as of January 1st, ok, great, but what about all of the previous time from my last 17 years? And just so we’re clear, it would have been over $20k. What the hell? Both of my last checks are cut, and I’m going in tomorrow to sign some final documents, handing over computer and truck keys etc. Is there anything I can do? I’ve purposely not used much over the last decade as this was a planned move on my part. Really could use that money to travel etc. like my family and I had planned on.

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^{all of you}
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Sacajawea leaned back, staring at the hologram in the middle of the table.
"I fled the Glassing. I asked Luke to rebirth my people, help me get the colony ships working, then ran for it," she said. "Twelve ships lifted off, escorted by light attack and defense craft," she closed her eyes. "Only four made it. The Mantid boarded two of the ships," she swallowed thickly. "I could hear them scream as the Mantid killed them."
Legion squeezed her hand gently.
N'Skrek could see the pain in her features.
For her, it may be thousands of years ago, but it still brings pain, he thought to himself. For me, for all of us at this table, this is an event tens of thousands of years ago. Barely remembered history.
"We stayed in jumpspace for months, years, pushing at the upper bands," she shook her head. "We eventually hit the point where the ships were pushed back down by the pressure."
N'Skrek nodded. The upper jumpspace bands required specialized engines and jumpcores.
"We used cryogenics to make the trips," she said. "We would exit jumpspace, refuel at a far orbit gas giant that was not frozen, then jump again," she shook her head. "All I could think of was to run as far and as fast as I could, and bring my people with me."
She began drawing lines.
"Hundreds of years passed while we slept, a dreamless sleep," Sacajawea said. "We ran until the ships could run no more. Two of them failed exiting jumpspace, but we were lucky. By that time I understood that each jump could be our last, so I ensured that we headed toward stellar systems that had a high probability of a planet we could survive on."
She shook her head.
"I never entered cryo-sleep. I stayed awake, guiding our path," she inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly. "I could feel our path. I knew which way to go."
Luke held up one finger, getting everyone's attention.
"The Digital Omnimessiah, he changed us with his touch. Each of us with our own part to play to save humanity," he said. He glanced at Sacajawea. "She can see, feel probabilities and adjust to a shifting situation with nearly precognizant accuracy."
Sacajawea rolled her eyes and sniffed, pursing her lips. "You make it sound so pedestrian."
Luke just smiled.
"For hundreds of years I stood on the bridge of a damaged colony ship, my pointing finger our only guide," she said.
N'Skrek noted that her voice had fallen into a sing-song cadence.
"Finally I saw the six suns, arranged in the shape of an eagle," she said. "I knew, at that moment, that this would be as far as we could go. Our ships were failing, but they could make this last leg of our journey. I chose the best one for my people. It was nearly paradise, just needing a little bit of tweaking. No life higher than plant life and simple insects, perfect to live away from hatred, war, and slaughter."
She looked down.
"I led them to their doom," she said softly. "We had to rely on high technology at first. Terraformers, the gene banks that Luke had acquired, orbital lift capacity."
She shook her head. "Little did we know that the technology would attract what you call the Mar-gite."
N'Skrek shook his head. "No. You were just in the way," he said.
She looked startled.
"If the planet had carbon based life or an oxygen heavy atmosphere, they would have devoured it," N'Skrek said. He shrugged. "It's what they do. Before recently, we thought they were some kind of locust that just denuded planets and moved on."
"Now we know that they're a weapon, being driven in front of another species," Admiral Breakheader said.
She blinked several times, then turned to Luke.
"True story," Luke shrugged.
Sacajawea was silent for a long moment, then she shivered and touched the hologram again.
"I guided my people along the True Path, the one that promised the most happiness and most reward," she said. She glanced at Luke. "Those who wished to embrace more technology had their own spaces, although I did not dwell with them."
She looked down at where Luke was still holding her hand.
"For thousands of years, six thousand of our years," she said. "Then the Outsiders came."
"How long Confederate Standard?" Admiral Breakheader asked, rubbing his chin.
N'Skrek could hear the rustle of bristles from the Vice-Admiral's five-o-clock shadow.
Sacajawea closed her eyes. "Almost six thousand to the day."
Breakheader nodded, making a note.
"At first, they just appeared in out of the way locations. Someone would see them and they'd flee, move away, and eventually they started to show up more and more near the technological enclaves," Sacajawea shook her head. "It was the technology that they were attracted to."
N'Skrek just nodded.
"Then came the attacks. Our superluminal communication links went first, but not before we learned that we were being attacked on all six worlds simultaneously. We held them off for years, protecting ourselves. No matter what path I looked at, I could see no path that had a statistically viable path to victory, I could only minimize their victories," she closed her eyes. "They began capturing my people, abducting whole villages."
"Then came the Devouring Ones," she said. "Two years later, and we were gone."
Breakheader nodded.
"Initial scouting, followed by an assault, then research, then finished with an extermination attack," he said. He looked up. "Standard xenocide tactics."
Sacajawea looked way.
"He's right," Luke said. She looked at him, surprised. "You put up too stiff of a fight so they brought in their heavy hitters after getting a good look at how we worked."
There was silence for a moment, then Commander Hentrill looked up from her datapad. "How did you die?" she asked.
"What difference does it make?" Sacajawea asked.
Hentrill looked unfazed by the glare that Sacajawea aimed down her nose at her. "It makes a lot of difference, Ma'am," she said cooly.
N'Skrek could feel that Hentrill had developed a dislike for the Immortal over the course of the conversation.
"When they came for me, when I was the last, I stepped from the cliff and fell to the rocks below, where the waves washed against the shore. By the time they reached me, I had died from my injuries," Sacajawea said. "I sang as I fell so that..."
"Suicide. They gathered your lifeless corpse," Hentrill said. She narrowed her eyes. "You have a standard datalink for the Glassing Era. Did you have one when you fell?"
Sacajawea nodded. "It was on piece of technology that I felt was necessary to embrace," she said.
"So, you killed yourself and the enemy obtained your datalink and your brain," Hentrill said. "What about your leaders? You did have military leaders, yes?"
Sacajawea glanced at Luke, who nodded. "Yes. I convinced Luke to bring back great leaders of my people and I nurtured their spirits as I raised them during the trip."
"Did they have datalinks?" Hentrill asked.
Sacajawea nodded. "Yes. I had been told, repeatedly, that effective communication was vital to winning a war."
"Daxin," Luke interjected.
Sacajawea sniffed. "Yes."
Hentrill made a note. "Were your leaders targeted early in the conflict?" she asked.
"Of course," Sacajawea said. "Many were killed, but the technology we had allowed them to return within days, only missing a few days of their previous life. Luke had convinced Peter to ensure we had a version of the SUDS, which we only used for critically important people."
N'Skrek saw a muscle twitch next to Luke's eye, but he stayed smiling.
"But it was destroyed before the Devourers came," Sacajawea said. "It could not be helped. There was almost no path I could take that would prevent it from being destroyed, so I chose the path that would result in the least casualties for my people."
N'Skrek was not that familiar with Terrans, but he could tell that Commander Hentrill was rubbed the wrong way by that statement.
"I think we should take a break," N'Skrek said. He nodded toward Luke. "I am sure both of you are fatigued from being brought back from the dead."
"Yes," Sacajawea said before Luke could do much more than open his mouth. "I would prefer to have privacy to rest and perform necessary rites."
N'Skrek just nodded. "I'll be sure you get privacy."
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Legion stood next to the tank, one hand on the heavily armored skirt, staring at the black metal the tank was made from.
"Warsteel Mark-IV," he whispered to himself. He shook his head. "We are old friends, you and I," he said softly, running one hand across the metal. "Later superseded by arcanochromium for the Mark-V."
He didn't care if anyone heard him talking to the tank. There was just a single Telkan in the vehicle bay, running diagnostic checks on one of the big Telkan armored transports used for power armor troops.
^{your name is luke}
He shook his head, reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He kept hearing slight buzzing whispers.
He felt her before he could see her. Felt her leave the lift, the warsteel doors pulling open and letting her presence roll out to fill the vehicle bay.
He heard her shoes clicking and closed his eyes, sighing.
It's not her. Not the one you knew. It's Tiffany, not Sacajawea, he thought to himself.
^{your name is luke}
He looked up just in time to see a green mantid wave shyly at him.
He smiled at it and waved back just as Sacajawea stopped next to him.
"A green mantid?" she said, her voice slightly fearful.
"Engineer caste," Luke said. "They like me."
"They are Mantid," Sacajawea said, her voice cold and hard.
"The war was thousands of years ago, and even if it wasn't, he is blameless in it," Luke said.
"But it is a Mantid," Sacajawea said. She watched coldly as the little green mantid waved and rushed away.
"I have more in common with him than I do with the majority of humanity," Luke said softly.
Sacajawea scoffed. "Surely not."
Luke nodded. "His kind was trapped inside their own minds. Capable of thought, artistic expression, fear, love, affection, all of it," he ran one finger along the armored track skirt of the tank, a fat purple spark jumping from between his finger and the black armor. "The whole war, until the Mechakrautlanders killed that Overqueen, they were inside their own little heads, screaming endlessly."
He ran his finger again, watching another spark jump out.
"When green mantids cluster up, their intelligence increases. Not by leaps and bounds, just slightly, but the bigger part is, they could feel the ones around them screaming but were unable to reach out and touch them," he said. He was silent a moment. "I understand them, they understand me. Both of us, bred and created to merely serve, without any thought as to our souls."
He turned arounds, looking at Sacajawea.
"They are among the Digital Omnimessiah's most fervent believers, and one of humanity's staunchest allies," he said. He motioned at the tanks around them. "You have been gone a long time, little sister."
"And you, did you live through the forty-thousand years? What did you do?" Sacajawea asked.
Luke shook his head. "I retreated. After the War in Heaven and in Hell, after the Flashbang, I retreated," he said. "I spent most of my time at Atlantis, which led to me being more or less imprisoned, away from the galaxy."
He flashed a smile.
"At least I had the Detainee for company. She's an interesting conversationalist."
Sacajawea just sniffed, looking around. "What is that?" she asked, pointing at the lone Telkan, who had just straightened up from the tracks and was wiping his hands off with a rag.
"A Telkan. An full member species of the Confederacy, an ally to humanity, who took part in the War in Heaven," Luke said. He waved at the Telkan, who waved back, and went back to inspecting the vehicle.
"It looks like a fox," Sacajawea said.
Luke cut her off with a motion of his hand. "I swear to God, you start talking to me about how they obviously embody the trickster spirit of the fox and thus are untrustworthy I'll put you right back where I found you," he said sharply.
Sacajawea pursed her lips in irritation.
"You have to let go. Let go of your preconceived notions. Let go of all the old hurts. It's been eight-thousand years for you and forty-thousand for the universe," Luke said softly, turning back to running his hand over the armor on the tank. "Even Daxin could see that."
Sacajawea snorted. "Like Daxin ever saw anything that wasn't in the sights of his guns."
Luke turned around, his jaw clenched. "You don't speak bad about him in my presence again," he snapped, drawing himself up to full height. "Not now, not ever again," he leaned forward slightly. "You weren't here. You left us, the Digital Omnimessiah was dead, and we were all bereft," sparks jumped out from under his boots and under the palm that rested on the tank's armor. "True, I spent over a thousand years running from him, but he was still my brother. It hurt more than anything not to be at his side when he died."
Sacajawea looked around at the tanks and armored vehicles. "He fell on some battlefield," she said. It was less a question and more a statement.
Luke shook his head. "No. He died, in his sleep, surrounded by his family. His children, grand-children, and great-grand children. He was finally at peace," he sighed. "When he arrived in Afterlife, he waited patiently for his wife and even though I wanted to spend time with him," he sighed again. "It was time to let the Walking War Crime rest."
Luke turned and faced Sacajawea. "In your mind, we are still the same as we were," he said gently. He reached out and took her hand in his. "But that is no longer true. We grew, we set aside old differences, we set aside old hatreds, and we moved forward rather than holding tight to the past."
She sniffed, looking away, but not pulling her hand away. "I have seen the history. A history of lies that glosses over the crimes and bloodshed."
"Temporal warfare counter-measures," Luke said. "After The Glassing, history and culture was lost. It was rebuilt from oral tales and fragmented records."
"Lies," she said again.
"Weaponized," Luke said. He pulled his hand free, jamming both hands into his pockets. "It's protected Terra, protected everyone, even your people, more than once. When the Atrekna came, that was probably the only thing that saved our people," he stared at her. "Saved humanity."
"So they don't care about the truth?" she asked.
"What truth? That thousands of years ago an aggressive Mantid hive wrecked up Earth? Nobody cares any more," he said. "That's the thing about them. They aren't like us. We can easily remember the Glassing. For them, it's a few paragraphs in a history book they read in school. Maybe some scholars look at that era," he looked up at the lights. "For the majority of humanity, the Glassing is as far and remote as the light of the stars in the sky," he looked back down. "And that's a good thing."
"I do not understand you," Sacajawea said.
^{she never did}
^{not like i do}
^luke
"You never did," Luke said. "You never did. She eventually understood me."
^{that's right}
^{i understand you}
"You cloned me without my consent," she accused. She crossed her arms. "I await your justifications."
Luke just smiled. "I did. I cloned you without your consent. I told your clone that it was a clone," he looked up. "Then the Imperium caught us, turned us into the Immortals. Used her as a seer to determine how to reach victory, but she held information back and Daxin, at the head of the Martial Orders of Terra, broke the Imperium over his knee."
He looked back down. "Afterwards, she worked tirelessly on the Terra Restoration Project. While I was busy running, she returned to Terra, sought out the survivors of her people, and helped them restore their lands and way of life."
Sacajawea looked away. "As did I."
Luke chuckled. "She used temporal lensing to look back into the past, see the reality of the old ways, watch the rituals and daily life of the ancestors, and restored them."
"Yet, the history books are full of lies," Sacajawea sniffed.
"After the Second Temporal War, she understood and embraced the counter-warfare protocols. She helped interweave your people into the tales," Luke said. "Was it all lies? Partly. Like the best ones, it had good heaping helping of truth hidden inside the metaphors and personifications of events."
"And where is she now?" Sacajawea asked, watching the Telkan inspect the running gears of the armored vehicle.
"She led the Sky Nebula Alignment fleet. She led our peoples, all our peoples, to someplace where our enemies would not find us," Luke said. He turned and ran his hand over the armor again. "I stayed behind. I never lost faith that the Digital Omnimessiah would return."
He lifted his palm and made small figure eights on the armor with his fingertips.
"I loved her, so I let her go," he said softly. "She had seen it was the only way our people would survive a coming darkness."
He looked at Sacajawea. "She was right."
Sacajawea looked at where Luke was making small figure eights with his fingers on the armor. "There is no good path for me to take. All of them are risky, most of them I will perish," she said. She reached out and took his hand. "My best chances for survival is to flee," she lifted his hand and grasped it with both of hers.
"Come with me. Let us leave. You can take us elsewhere, where we have a chance of survival," she tilted her head to encompass the vehicle bay. "Too many of these paths lead to both our deaths. There are too few that lead to a place where we both survive."
Luke delicately removed his hand from hers, using one hand to lift her fingers from her grip on his hand one by one.
"No."
Sacajawea frowned. "No? Together, we can go somewhere else where we have a better chance to stand up to whatever comes and have a possibility of triumphing at a later date," she waved at the armored vehicles. "This way, the way that Treana'ad commander is taking us, is rife with nothing but death and destruction."
Luke stared at her for a long moment.
"You never understood," he said softly. "Your desire, your drive, to save your people, and yourself, blind you to the things that must be done," he put one hand on the tank again. "That sometimes the only path forward to success is the one fraught with the most danger, hardship, and suffering."
He turned away and started walking deeper into the vehicle bay.
"She understood," he said softly.
"I am not her," Sacajawea said.
"Obviously."
Sacajawea just sniffed and turned away, leaving the bay.
^{your name is luke}
By the tank, Jaskel wondered why the hell they'd chosen that particular bay for their little spat.
He looked at 8814, who was still practially hopping from foot to foot with happiness.
"I'm glad you got to meet him," Jaskel said honestly.
--yes ┏(＾0＾)┛┗(＾0＾) ┓ yes--
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Dhruv sat in the shadowy room, wearing a pair of exercise shorts, waiting.
Finally, he could smell cigarette smoke and a presence filled the room.
"What?" a voice asked from the shadows. The end of a cigarette brightened as a drag was taken off of it, briefly illuminating gun-metal gray eyes and severe cheekbones.
"I want a favor," Dhruv said.
He could feel the smile even if he couldn't see it.
"People in my care want ice water," the woman's voice commanded.
"I want you to look up SUDS records for me. I need you to process some of them so I can either talk to them or see their last moments," Luke said. He looked away from the glow of the cigarette. "Records from a long time ago."
"If I decide to do this, I'll need specifics," the woman said, exhaling smoke that curled into the figure of a man on his knees, face in his hand, sobbing.
"I'll provide them. They should be easy to find via their x, y, z, q coordinates," Luke said.
"Now for the big question," the woman said, chuckling.
"What?" Luke asked.
"Why should I help you?" the woman asked.
"Because I'm willing to make a deal with the Devil," Legion said.
This time he could see the glint of teeth in the smile.
^{your name is legion}
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Yes, I would play this game on my public account, I am not a coward.
One of the main reasons I'm interested in it is because it's highly moddable. It allows for a lot of creativity and customization, which is really appealing to me. Many people use it to create visual novels or set up scenes and pictures. This is exactly what I want to do.
The community around it is incredibly active and supportive, which means there's a wealth of content of mods available. Whether you're looking for new characters, backgrounds, or specific tools to enhance your projects, you're likely to find it or get help from other users. This makes the whole experience much more enjoyable, to be honest.
My Steam profile is: https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198172067087/
Thank you for even reading this, I hope you have a good day :D
Below is details of said game/tool
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New to sugaring, researched and made a SA profile earlier this week and I just had my first m&g and it went very well. Honestly I'd fuck him even if money wasn't involved (maybe I'm lucky since everyone on SLF laments about the trash they have to sift through, but I've also been really good at online dating and I found the vetting skills transfer).
It was so thrilling that now I want to try freestyling. I don't mind going to the bar and sitting alone, but I thought it would be fun to go out with like minded SB in the area. I'm a young professional, 25, and love doing things "for the plot". If any that speaks to you, my DMs are open (I might be a little distracted today since the first half of season 3 Bridgerton dropped today)

Just finished Season 27. Been watching from the beginning, in order.
Curious to hear what other people think about this season (no spoilers for subsequent seasons, pleeeease.)
I'll start at the end because it was maybe the best tribal council I'd ever seen. All three finalists made good speeches. The jury asked good questions. I went into FTC assuming it was a runaway for Tyson, but after hearing each finalist's speech, I felt as though each one of them would have been a deserving winning, and the runners-up might have won if they were up against lesser contestants from episodes past.
I started w/that because Blood v Water is third from the bottom for me. I didn't like a lot of the emotional "tough decisions" which were the point of this season. I'm not a mom, nor did I know my mom, so all the Ciera-Laura stuff was boring (at best.) But I totally get why others might have liked those bits.
Here are some of my thoughts:
Gervase - I was so glad to see him back! I loved Season 1, and when I read about it, I'd read that Gervase had been trying to make alliances but the young guy(s) didn't want to form alliances. So, he was kind of SOL. We didn't see any of that. He came across that season as just a jokester. I remember being impressed with his FTC speech because it was really good, and I was surprised because he'd seemed like just a goofball until he made that great speech while he was voting (about how Sue had no right to be so angry about Kelly's "betrayal.") He was so right. And I thought man, that guy is smarter than he seemed. So it was great to see him get another shot. I was glad he made it to the final 3. I agree with his FTC speech. I think he played a great game (except he was surprisingly bad in the first challenge.) I agree with everything he said at FTC.
Tyson - In his first season, I loved his sense of humor and his style. I think he's the funniest player ever (to "date", meaning to Ssn 27.) But my opinion of him sank when he was mean to that blonde girl in whatever season that was. The girl who had the flu (I was pissed that she came on the show with the flu. Can you imagine spending 10 yrs trying to get on the show, and then sitting on the boat next to someone who was hocking up phlegm and had a 100 degree fever?? But then I warmed to her because she was mentally so strong, and kept fighting, and I really liked her by the end. I forget her name. But Tyson told her to her face that she was "not smart enough" to something, something. And it was mean.
I always give the mean players a second chance, and hope that when they watch themselves they regret things like that. It's great to see returning players come back who have grown and become better. And Tyson did. He regretted being mean, and in his 2nd season he was not mean to anybody (that we saw.) So, when he came back a 3rd time I was happy. And I was really glad he won. I'd have been happy if it was either him or Tina. They're both great in different ways.
Monica - I liked some things about her. The best was her FTC speech. People kept asking her over and over to show her true self (she already had!) And I loved when she said, "Have you people never met a nice person before??" That's up there in my top 3 FTC speeches. I liked her husband, Brad, and I loved her relationship with him. They were sweet together. But I understand why people were saying she was annoying. I think she may be in the lower percentile of survivor contestants when it comes to IQ (along with Erik and Christina.) And that made some of her spiels annoying and caused her to bug people by talking too much about strategy. It was as if she wanted to prove that she was a great strategist. What she was great at were the physical challenges. Really impressive! She's a neat lady. Didn't deserve to win, but I'm glad she made it as far as she did.
Tina - I love Tina. She amazed back in Ssn 2 when she swam across a crocodile infested river in the middle of the night to find the can of rice that had floated away in the flood. Nobody else did anything like that. I wouldn't have gone in that river in the day time let alone in pitch blackness. And she found it! And then she stood on that post in the freezing weather above the water for over 10 hrs - that's nuts (in a good way.) And she impressed me again in this season. I was bummed when she got out, but it had to be her or Tyson because they were the biggest threats for best player in the end, and Tyson had immunity, so it had to be Tina. She always handles everything honestly and like a champ.
Katie - was someone I would like IRL, but, unfortunately, she was a little boring for Survivor and she was terrible at challenges. I was SO glad when her mom chose NOT to let her win on Redemption Island. If Tina'd let Katie win, I'd have wanted to barf. But I liked Tina and Katie's relationship a lot.
Which brings me to Ciera. I'm sure I'm in the minority here, but I couldn't stand Ciera. She sucked at challenges throughout the first half of the game, bringing her team down. And then her mom got voted out in a large part due to the fact that the returning players knew that Laura would never sacrifice her daughter for the team. And they thought Laura might have a shot at beating Brad at Redmptn. Isl. but I think that was the lesser of the reasons. So, Laura got voted out basically because of her relationship with her daughter, and then Ciera has the nerve to say, "My mom got voted out already. I'm still here. The fact is, I'm a better player than my mom." And then there was all that sappy shit with Ciera crying over voting out her mom. Ugh - I started fast-forwarding her parts. She seemed to me to have the mentality of a teenager who thinks they know it all, and thinks they're so much smarter than other people when they're not.
Laura B - She was really, really impressive in challenges and on Redemption Island. I wasn't too enamored with her in her 1st season mostly because of how she was with Shambo (who I loved.) But I'd be happy to see Laura again if she wasn't there with her daughter.
Rupert - I always love Rupert. His wife is sweet, too, and it was nice she got to play.
Candice - I don't know if I'm in the minority here. Probably. I can't stand Candice. I was stoked she got voted out first, and then bummed that I still had to listen to her on Redemption Island. Her plusses: she has a nice husband, and she doesn't say "no" when Survivor calls her after someone else backed out. Her image of her own self is highly inflated.
On the Wiki, I read a list of people who Survivor had asked to be on the show. Ah, I would have loved to have seen Earl again, and RC (loved her), and even Jerri (Another who I didn't like their first season, but they learned and grew.) Pleeeeease no more Candice.
Who am I forgetting?
Oh yeah. Colton. Strangely, I don't mind Colton. I didn't like when he was mean to Christina in his first season, but you can tell with him it's an act, and that it's coming from a place of insecurity. I believe he's a nicer person on the inside, and I believe he probably continued to grow. What I didn't like was how he curled up in the fetal position on his fiance's lap like a baby. That was just weird. And I don't mean because they were two men, I'd have felt the same way if Kat did that to Hayden.
Caleb. Just like everybody, I kept thinking, "Why would such a normal, likeable guy like Caleb get engaged to someone so different from himself? Someone who can't seem to stop himself from saying mean things about people and acting like a baby.
Kat - I was impressed with her mostly because she was yet another example of someone who watched themselves and grew. She was a lot calmer this time … up until she got voted out. She lost me with her little meltdown about how her boyfriend was going to break up with her because she got voted out of Survivor. Ugh. And then the big question over whether he would switch with her or not. If she was a nice, level-headed person she would have right away said, “Don’t even think about it, Hayden. You stay in this game.” But she waited and they made a big, sappy scene about it … I got the feeling she was testing him. Insecure. Blah.
Hayden – I liked him.
Aras – I didn’t remember him from his season. I had to rack my brain, and then I had a vague memory of thinking, “Oh yeah, I think I thought he deserved to win.” But when I first saw him, I thought, “This is returning player?”
Vytas – I have a feeling he’ll be back. I really liked him a lot. Good, smart player.
All around, I didn't like the "Blood v Water" schtick … but Tyson was great, Tina was great, Rupert, Vytas, and some others were good, and FTC was really good, so those things saved it from sinking to the bottom of my list.

Here's a quick story about my biggest SAAS success to date.
I was working as a software engineer at Expedia. On the side, I was running cold email outreach for a few saas companies.
One of the most time-consuming aspects of doing cold email was writing the email sequences. Especially to do proper A/B testing with 2-4 variations of each email. I ended up shortcutting this with chatgpt. However, vanilla gpt sucks at writing emails, so I slowly put together a prompt I'd use. Along with the prompt, I'd input the company's product, the pain point of the buyer, and any metrics or case studies I had.
The result was pretty good. It got me about 75% of the way there. It saved a ton of time.
I have built a few gpt wrappers before, and it's honestly a lot harder than it sounds. Getting quality results that are accurate can be difficult. But, I was already using gpt to write these emails, so I thought I might as well at least build the tool for myself.
My initial repository commit was on April 20th.
I used it myself, and it was awesome.
I hosted it completely for free for anyone to use. I tracked IP addresses of users to see how many people tried it.
Stats:

Over 300 people tried it by marketing on X and reddit
21 people generated 6 or more emails
16 people came back on a later date to use the product again

This was enough validation for me to at least give it a real shot.
I finished up adding sign ups and payments on May 4th.
I launched on product hunt... and TADA! Crickets. A few more sign ups but no paid users.
Once I implemented sign ups, I allowed everyone to start with 5 generations for free. People loved it, but I noticed multiple people would abuse the system, creating multiple accounts for themself to get more free credits and avoid paying.
So I made the scary decision to completely remove the free plan 2 days ago.
And in the last 24 hours?
I got my first 4 subscribers.
I'm not rich by any means, but man it feels good when things finally start to work out.
I know it's kind of lame giving advice to others when I'm sitting here at $36 MRR, but at one point I would look up to me now, so here's my advice.

Learn from every failure, take a break to gather yourself, and try again with your new knowledge. This is my 5th saas product I've built, and I'm excited about $36 MRR... it's not an easy road. But every failure contains learnings.
Start with the distribution. If you have a killer idea, first think about who will purchase it and how you will reach those people. Please have a plan before writing any code. For me, it was cold email. I can easily target thousands of business development reps who send cold emails every day and could benefit from my tool.
Be patient. It sucks but you simply have to be patient. Even if you are doing everything right, it will take time for you to build a trustworthy landing page. Don't try a marketing channel for a day and give up. I'd give each one at least a week, maybe a month before assuming it doesn't work.

Hope this helps some of you who are just getting started. I'm always excited to talk about building saas projects, feel free to dm or follow me on X.

I realized yt-dlp was usually picking 720 resolution so I added -f "bv+ba/b" to the command so it picks a much higher resolution video. Now it picks a 1080 or 1440p video, but I am having trouble with the audio.
FFMPEG gives an error:

* "[tls @ 0764f900] Unable to read from socket2126.6kbits/s speed=1.03x * Last message repeated 2 times * [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Error during demuxing: Error number -10054 occurred"

Then a few seconds later the audio cuts out. I tried this on 2 separate videos, both videos the audio cute out consistently at the same place.

[debug] Command-line config: ['--ffmpeg-location', 'C:\\Users\\kyjb7\\Downloads\\FFMPEG-YT-DLP\\ffmpeg.exe', '--cookies', 'C:\\Users\\kyjb7\\Desktop\\cookies.txt', '-o', '-', '--extractor-args', 'youtube:player_client=ios,web', '-R', 'infinite', '-f', 'bv+ba/b', '--exec', 'C:\\Users\\kyjb7\\Downloads\\FFMPEG-YT-DLP\\ffmpeg.exe -reconnect 1 -reconnect_streamed 1 -reconnect_delay_max 5', '-vU', 'https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8D-6qcmH1zM'] [debug] Encodings: locale cp1252, fs utf-8, pref cp1252, out utf-8, error utf-8, screen utf-8 [debug] yt-dlp version nightly@2024.05.13.232704 from yt-dlp/yt-dlp-nightly-builds [351dc0bc3] (win_exe) [debug] Python 3.8.10 (CPython AMD64 64bit) - Windows-10-10.0.22631-SP0 (OpenSSL 1.1.1k 25 Mar 2021) [debug] exe versions: ffmpeg N-115233-g8670615743-20240515 (setts), ffprobe N-115233-g8670615743-20240515 [debug] Optional libraries: Cryptodome-3.20.0, brotli-1.1.0, certifi-2024.02.02, curl_cffi-0.5.10, mutagen-1.47.0, requests-2.31.0, sqlite3-3.35.5, urllib3-2.2.1, websockets-12.0 [debug] Proxy map: {} [debug] Request Handlers: urllib, requests, websockets, curl_cffi [debug] Loaded 1803 extractors [debug] Fetching release info: https://api.github.com/repos/yt-dlp/yt-dlp-nightly-builds/releases/latest Latest version: nightly@2024.05.13.232704 from yt-dlp/yt-dlp-nightly-builds yt-dlp is up to date (nightly@2024.05.13.232704 from yt-dlp/yt-dlp-nightly-builds) [youtube] Extracting URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8D-6qcmH1zM [youtube] 8D-6qcmH1zM: Downloading webpage [debug] [youtube] Extracted SAPISID cookie [debug] [youtube] Copying __Secure-3PAPISID cookie to SAPISID cookie [youtube] 8D-6qcmH1zM: Downloading ios player API JSON [debug] Loading youtube-nsig.74a3a562 from cache [debug] [youtube] Decrypted nsig mq3JFzsmhOpCiwsIRRt => 9YLFKPlVAVhyGA [debug] Loading youtube-nsig.74a3a562 from cache [debug] [youtube] Decrypted nsig UFSGaSK7ReqQT3Vhaq1 => oz_AIlirbxfIrw [youtube] 8D-6qcmH1zM: Downloading m3u8 information [debug] Sort order given by extractor: quality, res, fps, hdr:12, source, vcodec:vp9.2, channels, acodec, lang, proto [debug] Formats sorted by: hasvid, ie_pref, quality, res, fps, hdr:12(7), source, vcodec:vp9.2(10), channels, acodec, lang, proto, size, br, asr, vext, aext, hasaud, id [info] 8D-6qcmH1zM: Downloading 1 format(s): 308+251 [debug] Invoking ffmpeg downloader on [download] Destination: - [debug] ffmpeg.exe command line: C:\Users\kyjb7\Downloads\FFMPEG-YT-DLP\ffmpeg.exe -y -loglevel verbose -headers "User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 10.0; Win64; x64) AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko) Chrome/93.0.4577.15 Safari/537.36 Accept: text/html,application/xhtml+xml,application/xml;q=0.9,*/*;q=0.8 Accept-Language: en-us,en;q=0.5 Sec-Fetch-Mode: navigate " -i -headers "User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 10.0; Win64; x64) AppleWebKit/537.36 (KHTML, like Gecko) Chrome/93.0.4577.15 Safari/537.36 Accept: text/html,application/xhtml+xml,application/xml;q=0.9,*/*;q=0.8 Accept-Language: en-us,en;q=0.5 Sec-Fetch-Mode: navigate " -i -c copy -map 0:0 -map 1:0 -f webm - ffmpeg version N-115233-g8670615743-20240515 Copyright (c) 2000-2024 the FFmpeg developers built with gcc 13.2.0 (crosstool-NG 1.26.0.65_ecc5e41) configuration: --prefix=/ffbuild/prefix --pkg-config-flags=--static --pkg-config=pkg-config --cross-prefix=i686-w64-mingw32- --arch=i686 --target-os=mingw32 --enable-gpl --enable-version3 --disable-debug --disable-w32threads --enable-pthreads --enable-iconv --enable-libxml2 --enable-zlib --enable-libfreetype --enable-libfribidi --enable-gmp --enable-fontconfig --enable-libharfbuzz --enable-libvorbis --enable-opencl --disable-libpulse --enable-libvmaf --disable-libxcb --disable-xlib --enable-amf --enable-libaom --enable-libaribb24 --enable-avisynth --enable-chromaprint --enable-libdav1d --disable-libdavs2 --enable-libdvdread --enable-libdvdnav --disable-libfdk-aac --enable-ffnvcodec --enable-cuda-llvm --enable-frei0r --enable-libgme --enable-libkvazaar --enable-libaribcaption --enable-libass --enable-libbluray --enable-libjxl --enable-libmp3lame --enable-libopus --enable-librist --enable-libssh --enable-libtheora --enable-libvpx --enable-libwebp --enable-lv2 --enable-libvpl --enable-openal --enable-libopencore-amrnb --enable-libopencore-amrwb --enable-libopenh264 --enable-libopenjpeg --enable-libopenmpt --disable-librav1e --enable-librubberband --enable-schannel --enable-sdl2 --enable-libsoxr --enable-libsrt --disable-libsvtav1 --enable-libtwolame --disable-libuavs3d --disable-libdrm --enable-vaapi --enable-libvidstab --enable-vulkan --enable-libshaderc --enable-libplacebo --enable-libx264 --enable-libx265 --disable-libxavs2 --enable-libxvid --enable-libzimg --enable-libzvbi --extra-cflags=-DLIBTWOLAME_STATIC --extra-cxxflags= --extra-libs=-lgomp --extra-ldflags=-pthread --extra-ldexeflags= --cc=i686-w64-mingw32-gcc --cxx=i686-w64-mingw32-g++ --ar=i686-w64-mingw32-gcc-ar --ranlib=i686-w64-mingw32-gcc-ranlib --nm=i686-w64-mingw32-gcc-nm --extra-version=20240515 libavutil 59. 17.100 / 59. 17.100 libavcodec 61. 5.103 / 61. 5.103 libavformat 61. 3.103 / 61. 3.103 libavdevice 61. 2.100 / 61. 2.100 libavfilter 10. 2.101 / 10. 2.101 libswscale 8. 2.100 / 8. 2.100 libswresample 5. 2.100 / 5. 2.100 libpostproc 58. 2.100 / 58. 2.100 [tcp @ 0764f3c0] Starting connection attempt to 2620:11a:a02a:5::12 port 443 [tcp @ 0764f3c0] Successfully connected to 2620:11a:a02a:5::12 port 443 Input #0, matroska,webm, from Metadata: encoder : google/video-file Duration: 00:09:14.88, start: 0.000000, bitrate: 11726 kb/s Stream #0:0(eng): Video: vp9 (Profile 0), 1 reference frame, yuv420p(tv, bt709), 2560x1440, SAR 1:1 DAR 16:9, 60 fps, 60 tbr, 1k tbn (default) [tcp @ 0764f180] Starting connection attempt to 2620:11a:a02a:5::12 port 443 [tcp @ 0764f180] Successfully connected to 2620:11a:a02a:5::12 port 443 Input #1, matroska,webm, from Metadata: encoder : google/video-file Duration: 00:09:14.90, start: -0.007000, bitrate: 131 kb/s Stream #1:0(eng): Audio: opus, 48000 Hz, stereo, fltp, delay 312 (default) [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Adding streams from explicit maps... [vost#0:0/copy @ 0773df80] Created video stream from input stream 0:0 [aost#0:1/copy @ 0773e4c0] Created audio stream from input stream 1:0 Stream mapping: Stream #0:0 -> #0:0 (copy) Stream #1:0 -> #0:1 (copy) Output #0, webm, to 'pipe:': Metadata: encoder : Lavf61.3.103 Stream #0:0(eng): Video: vp9 (Profile 0), 1 reference frame, yuv420p(tv, bt709), 2560x1440 [SAR 1:1 DAR 16:9], q=2-31, 60 fps, 60 tbr, 1k tbn (default) Stream #0:1(eng): Audio: opus, 48000 Hz, stereo, fltp, delay 312 (default) [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Starting thread... [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] Starting thread... [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Starting thread... Press [q] to stop, [?] for help Automatically inserted bitstream filter 'vp9_superframe'; args='' [tls @ 0764f900] Unable to read from socket2126.6kbits/s speed=1.03x Last message repeated 2 times [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Error during demuxing: Error number -10054 occurred [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Terminating thread with return code 0 (success) [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] EOF while reading inputs speed=1.05x [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] Terminating thread with return code 0 (success) [out#0/webm @ 07670400] All streams finished [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Terminating thread with return code 0 (success) [AVIOContext @ 0773e840] Statistics: 820580941 bytes written, 0 seeks, 33429 writeouts [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Output file #0 (pipe:): [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Output stream #0:0 (video): 33293 packets muxed (813119915 bytes); [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Output stream #0:1 (audio): 21217 packets muxed (6911019 bytes); [out#0/webm @ 07670400] Total: 54510 packets (820030934 bytes) muxed [out#0/webm @ 07670400] video:794062KiB audio:6749KiB subtitle:0KiB other streams:0KiB global headers:0KiB muxing overhead: 0.067071% size= 801349KiB time=00:07:04.34 bitrate=15470.2kbits/s speed=0.796x [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] Input file #0 [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] Input stream #0:0 (video): 33293 packets read (813119915 bytes); [in#0/matroska,webm @ 07675800] Total: 33293 packets (813119915 bytes) demuxed [AVIOContext @ 076946c0] Statistics: 813374149 bytes read, 0 seeks [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Input file #1 [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Input stream #1:0 (audio): 21217 packets read (6911019 bytes); [in#1/matroska,webm @ 07694340] Total: 21217 packets (6911019 bytes) demuxed [AVIOContext @ 0768fa40] Statistics: 7061456 bytes read, 0 seeks [tls @ 0764f900] Failed to send close message [download] 100% in 00:08:53

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