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So kind of a weird scenario here but honestly looking for more advice other than just kick the player out of the party and excommunicate them…
So our party consists of 5-7 players two of them have hectic work schedules so aren’t as consistent, our DM is having a child, wife is one of the players as well, so he decides that we are going to take a 6 month hiatus from the story, planned an epic last session that sees our characters separated throughout time and are going to come back together later on for the end of the campaign. That session had its own problems but that’s a story for another time. But hiatus begins and the players starving for a game after a few months reach out to the DM and he agrees that we can all sit down with him 1:1 and talk about what our characters did over the time skip.

 One of the players let’s call him Carlos wanted to have some sort of romance while his character was away and have a child DM said it was cool but fast forward some months later as we sit down to actually play Carlos wants his character to pregnant when they return the DM allows it. Carlos does a terrible job rping doing things like getting his character drunk or taking magical substances then after remembering his character was pregnant trying to go back and change his actions. All the while making jokes and uncomfortable comments to the whole table about his character and pregnancy, for the record Carlos is a male and from what I know identifies as a man. Dm said something once when it got a bit out of hand and was making his wife uncomfortable but Carlos likes to use the just a joke excuse a lot. 

I’m assuming DM and his wife talked to Carlos about it and how it made them and us(fellow players) uncomfortable and a few sessions later Carlos was playing a new character. We’re all still playing and usually have a good time but there’s an awkward feeling now everytime Carlos “jokes” about his old character. DM didn’t kill the old character or anything they’re still around at our Base of operations just not active in the story.
Jw do you think the DM handled this well? Do you think he should have even allowed it in the first place? Do you think he should have addressed it openly at the gaming table? Do you think as a player I could have done more to help?
Again looking for advice other than just excommunicate Carlos, we’re all very good friends and have been for years so the plan is to keep gaming.
But also do have more “horror” stories about Carlos as a player and as a DM and others from our games if y’all are interested?

(TW- references to self harm and mental illness)
Given that's its the month to celebrate and raise awareness about men as well as the whole bouquet of gender identities (and certain other headlines that made me remember about my struggles), I guess one topic we all need to talk about is mental health because we are hiding the problem of mental illness under the rug which in turn will be the downfall of India.
Personally when I talked about my mental health issues for the first time to my friends group, they made stupid immature jokes so yeah I thought I was over reacting. One friend even told me to quit cribbing and "be a man".
But over time the simple bad thought turned into panic attacks, persistent anxiety to the point where I was scared of sleeping, a genine paranoia of self harm and it took a whole bloody pandemic for me to realise, this isn't normal. Which infact it wants because after almost a decade of thinking this is just life, it turns out it was actually MDD, GAD and Panic disorder and I couldn't brute force this one out.
A whole bunch of anti depressants later I realised that if I had opened up to a therapist or a psychologist earlier, I wouldn't have wasted almost 10 years in fear. A fear that is still in the reptilian side of your brain that is designed to keep you alive when we were more animal than person, but now is making you wish you had died.
But I still do believe I was fortunate because my parents and later on my friends were supportive once they had seen the impact and the damage was doing when the days were really really bad. This is not the case in India atleast.
So guys while this is a question, this is also a reminder to please try to open up to the right people about your mental health issues. If you are facing these demons, understand this storm while it seems as it it's destroying the world, I promise you, it is not. The sun will rise once again.

I (19/F) met this (19/M) online in an app that isn’t specifically for dating & people usually just go there to joke around but me & him seem to hit it off so we added each other in social media (we gave each other fake accounts tho & we r both aware of that since we can’t trust each other yet)
Anyways we started calling everyday for a week & it’s was really exciting talking to him & he seemed like a nice guy we had a lot of things in common.
This where it gets weird after a couple pf days he starts to flirt & I could tell that he was interested in me so I was also a bit interested in him but I definitely wanted to get to know him first since knowing someone for a week isn’t enough to like or even have a crush at
In this first week of talking he starts to tell me that he loves me & asking if I loved him I obviously didn’t say that I did bc I don’t I barley know this guy but he starts acting like we r in a relationship telling me to call him 24/7 & I told him that he was just a friend to me ( I didn’t even tell him that was interested in getting to know him)
After a month or so my final university exams start &bi have to focus on that & I was really stressed & I made it very clear to that guy that I had exams but he starts getting even worse telling me that I’m ignoring him & that i wasn’t the same as before & that he feels like I’m neglecting him I told him many times that I was stressed
He kept asking me in random times that he loves me & he wants to come to where I’m staying at & wants me to talk & meet his mom. He also starts getting controlling tell me not to wear certain clothes bc he is a “possessive” guy
At that point I started getting creeped out from that guy how obsessive he was being. So I started dropping hints & telling him that I think he’s a great friend but he would get sad & still act like we r in a relationship
I told him that I wasn’t ready for a relationship & that I think he’s a great guy but he keeps acting the same way
Fast forward to today he tells me that he wants to apply to my university to come & be with me I obviously don’t want him to come & see him bc I don’t trust this guy & I don’t want to see him in real life he starts forcing me to help him apply & whenever I tell him I’m busy he says that I need to always explain myself to him & say why am I busy & I should put all the time I have on him
& he is always so sensitive every time I say one small thing he starts nagging me & getting mad saying that I’m being rude to him & I always say mean things to him I could tell that he overthinks a lot bc of I don’t reply as fast or if we don’t call everyday he starts telling me that i changed
So AITA? I do feel bad for him since a lot of his friends use him & take advantage of his kindness & he did say that he never gotten into a relationship so maybe this is new to him so he doesn’t know how to act (although I made it clear that we aren’t in a relationship & that he’s just a friend but he won’t stop)

I am a 22 year old guy and I am simply astonished at how much my dating life has changed in less than a year after I was able to get past the talking stage for the first time in my life.
Before that, I had been on dates with at least 12 different girls, but the longest I had known them for was 2 weeks at most before they ghosted me. I had also never had sex before. I guess my main problem was that every time me or the girl wanted to spice up the conversation I unconsciously avoided the topic since I was a virgin and I felt like an impostor trying to talk about something I knew nothing about, thus, my conversations ended up being too platonic and the girls got bored.
When I met my ex (the first girl I was with), I felt confident enough with her to be honest about it from the beginning and she took it unexpectedly well. I guess I was just scared of being judged since, modesty aside, I've been told I am attractive many times before, I've been working out for years and I've had girls approach me at clubs and way to many girls have told me they initially got a sort of 'fuckboy' aura from me. I didn't want to disappoint them so I felt pretty embarrassed talking about it and I wanted to avoid the topic but that was holding me back because it meant I didn't want to talk about sex so that ended up being even more disappointing, lol.
For several reasons, me and my ex broke up after 6 months together. Less than one month after, I met another girl doing an Erasmus who I had something casual with for 4 months before she had to go back to her country. This time it was much easier. I didn't feel I had anything to prove. I didn't feel any pressure. It didn't feel like a job interview anymore, I was finally being flirty and having fun doing it.
A couple weeks after that, I met another girl through a friend and I can't overstate how much easier getting to know her has been. Not only because I feel much more confident now and no longer 'scared' to talk about sex, but also because talking about previous experiences in dating gives you so much more to bond over than just having conversations about superficial topics. It's been 11 months since the first time and I've got so much further than I ever did before. Anyone else has had any similar experiences?

I am unsure if the answers to the questions I have will be practically usefulness or not, as the answers will probably dictate my wife's thoughts and motivations about this, but it might be and as the spiritual leader of our marriage I want to get some answers for her and I have curiosity about the nature of catholic cannon law anyhow, (philosophy BA I think the history of it compaired to modern practice and interpretation interests me as a intellectual persuit). I hope this thread can help me find some answers and be an interesting non judgmental conversation. Warning... it might be a long one... I will also leave out a lot of the spiritually significance unless it is relevant to cannon law.
For background I (m38) grew up non denominational christian, baptised at 4 (baptist at the time) and remained so for almost 3 decades. Around 2017 I was introduced to Messanic Judaism and by 2020 I was practicing Judaism and had renounce my Christiananity on a path towards Judaism and I will have my Bar Mitzvah at the age of 39. I was previously married in a christian church in 2011, separated from my ex wife 2020 and finnally got a divorce in 2022 (custody battle delayed the divorce greatly).
My wife (f42), was born and raised roman catholic and was actively practicing most of her life. However down her maternal line her grandmother is Jewish making her Jewish. In 2018 she separated from her then husband (heavy drug use and probably infidelity) and moved from the east to west coast. Got a legal separation then. She never got an annulment but got a legal divorce a while before I did.
My ex wife left our marital home in june of 2020, I met my now wife shortly there after. By Oct 2020 we begain living together. At this point we were regularly going to our Synagogue but she was not going to mass. Since then we have been to a handful of service over the years as something she finds confort in even as we fully embrace Judaism as our practice and the way we choose to serve and honor Yeshua ("jesus"). We were legally married by a Rabbi in a Jewish ceremony March 26, 2023. By both US law and any interpretation of Torah we are married.
My wife would like to still beable to attend AND take sacrament every once in a while. We have no intention of regular practice but its something that she is deeply connected to still and calls herself both a catholic and a Jew. But she has not be able to legally take communion for years and would like to. I believe you may beable to predict some of my questions, also feel free to correct any of my misunderstandings or misinterpretations of cannon law as I will include those in my question.
We did speak to a priest some time ago before we were married about thr process of annulments and marriage in the catholic church but some of the situation has changed since then and my understanding of cannon law and also increased since then. But from what I understand, according to the catholic church and cannon law we are still married to our exs and are essentially co habitating and this currently prevents her from taking communion. The only way for her to be in "a state of grace" and thereby beable to take communion is if we were to get annulments and then get married in the catholic church, but that poses a myriad practical problems, including ones that may be impassable for the church to perform a marriage mass for us, and that is what my questions are about. All of these questions are assumed to be the case if we are granted annulments, (which that would take a while the process seems needlessly extensive for something that is normallt granted) or if some sort of dispenation could be given to solve that or any of hte other hurdles here.
As I understand a catholic can marry a non catholic as a sacrment if they have been baptised in a christian church, which I have, but I have also renounced my Christiananity, is the fact that I was at one time a baptised chrstian whats important or what I am currently practicing? Alternatively if a catholic, marries a Jew (or other non Christian religion) I have read it is not done as a sacrment, can a catholic living with a non Christian spouse return to a "state of grace"?
As I understand it would require us to return to a "state of grace" for 6 months. We have no desire to lie to a preist to get them to perform the ceremony. This would involve not co habitating or at least litrally refraining from sexual relations for those 6 months. Neither one of those options are valid or even something we would remotly consider. Even if we consider it ourselves, which would be utterly ridiculous, under the eyes of G-d we are husband and wife and it would actually be forbidden by Torah for us to refrain for that time frame or reason. Assuming we did get annulments would a priest perform a marriage mass still if we made no changes to our home or sex life?
I understand there is a requirement for us to commit to raise our children catholic, but her sons are grown, raised Catholic but now agnostic, my son is 4 years old and we are raising him Jewish. However we cannot have any children of our own medically so there will be no children from our marriage. Would a commitment need to be made about my son? Or is this only in regards to children born to the union?
Again neither one of us intend on regular practice of catholicism but my wife would like to continue to come to mass every once in a while and partake, she would like to regain and maintain a state of grace with the church but we will not violate the sanctity of our marriage for that nor do we want to lie to a priest about our life or intentions.
All answers are appreciated and if there is any consiteration of dispensations or indulgances (do those still exisit?) that might help us in this situation that information would also be appreciated and helpful.
Thank you and G-d bless.
PS I will probably cross post this to catholicism as well.

I’m really happy cuz i’ve been worried that although i pass (99% of the time) i felt as if people could still clock that i was trans. I live in a pretty progressive area and have convinced myself that ppl can tell i’m trans. i knew deep down this wasn’t true but getting confirmation was very affirming.
today i was taking to this guy and he mentioned that facial hair is actually a sign of excess testosterone (personally i knew this …. is not true but i ran with it bc his tone sounded joking). one of my other friends (who knows i’m trans) said “bro u have too much testosterone!!!” - bc i have a bit of a beard
and then the dude chimed in and said “bros got so much test he’s growing a third testacle. stop hogging all the testicles. give some to someone who needs it. like a trans dude or smth”
my friend who knew i was trans looked at me and smiled and ran with it (which was epic) and they said “yeah u gotta give out ur excess balls to ppl that need it”
it was a funny and affirming experience and also the way he said it i kinda just knew that he didn’t clock me. glad to know that i fully pass and it’s not just ppl using hehim for me bc they clock me and are also supportive lol

Good news! (or is it?) Patapos na ang Q1 of 21st century!
Now, either local or international. Books na bago palang at will probably be a classic in the future years (2080 & beyond). Books na pag-aaralan ng mga nasa ,poets department, at ones that will always be on the top of reading lists.
Criteria:

1. Commercial success - patok sa takilya (is this the right word?) basta, for all ages and identities.
2. Writing style is CHEF'S KISS - 💋✨ yung mga books na magugustuhan ng mga english majors for an essay topic.
3. Historically significant - probably books about politics of the modern world, or maybe in a pandemic yung setting, something that future ppl should read if they want to know about this era.

not really a wide reader at nga classics din lately nabasa ko so I can't name one pa, but one video exactly about this is he did bet on Hanya's "A Little Life" na magiging classic raw. It was a good read, nagustuhan ko yung deep dive into each character's lives. the author was really successful on making them feel real, that they've actually lived once sa earth.
Who's your bet?

Hi, sorry if this turns out super long or anything. This is my first time posting. Please be nice.. So I have a sister who is extremely difficult to talk to normally because she constantly feels the need to be right about every single thing and absolutely refuses to admit she's wrong even if it's something you can literally just Google. Whenever she talks to me and I don't know something she treats me like I'm a complete idiot and rudely says "DUH" and "How do you not know that??" (Jeez i don't know, maybe because not everyone on the planet will know the same things).When I corrected her in the nicest way possible she got SUPER upset about it and said "I'm not going to argue with you about this" i wasn't arguing with her.
You want to know what the "argument" was? So the backstory is she recently started listening to the Sonic Frontiers soundtrack and she heard the song "Undefeatable" by Kellin Quinn and she was causally talking to me about it and said something like she knew his voice sounded familiar and she said "Kellin Quinn. Pierce the Veil" at the time I had no clue about that band or who that was so I decided to Google it and I saw an article saying that no he's not from Pierce the Veil but he and Victor Fuentes sound similar. And I was like "Oh"
So not too long later she mentioned it again and said Kellin Quinn was the lead singer of Pierce the veil and I was hesitant to speak up at first because I don't like confrontation and she's the type to just shut me down or silence me. So i just said "Kellin Quinn is actually the lead singer of sleeping with Sirens and the lead singer of Pierce the veil is Vic fuentes.. They just have similar voices" Of course I had the audacity to correct her and she did not like that. (Btw I'm starting to question myself please correct me if I'm wrong. Kellin Quinn is the lead singer of Sleeping with Sirens and only did one collab is that correct?) she claims to like Kellin Quinn so much but doesn't even know what band he's in and refuses to listen to his band because I corrected her.
Both bands have really good music so I guess her loss? It's actually kind of messed up that she refuses to acknowledge the real singer in pierce the veil and keeps crediting his work to someone else just because she's God or something and can never be wrong. After that one incident she absolutely refused to let it go so she'll keep poking at me every chance she gets. On the surface all of this might just sound like a non issue but it's so frustrating for me because I feel like there's a deeper issue with her and she's turning this into a big thing when she can just GOOGLE IT. This was weeks ago and she's still stuck on this!
Yesterday I was watching Acheeto (a YouTuber) talk about Dhar Mann and he made a joke about one of the actors looking like the lead singer of Pierce the Veil and my sister used this as an opportunity to poke at me and said "See even he said pierce the veil. Haha why does he look like Kellin Quinn" and honestly I just didn't respond because like I said this has been going on for weeks and I feel like she's being extremely immature over literally nothing. I don't want to have this conversation anymore. I'm honestly just waiting for her to say it in front of someone else and they make her feel stupid for holding onto wrong information because she just can't be wrong. This is not the first issue like this I've had with her and each time I don't know how to respond.
I don't like conflict so I just don't talk and try to ignore it. How do you deal with people like this? Any advice? And sorry if this all just seems dumb or if it's too long. If it's important at all she's 20 years old and I'm 24. I usually just don't talk to her because she'll get offended at almost anything or try to put me down. Having a conversation with her feels like walking on eggshells. The only thing I can really do is just hang on until August when I finally move out.

hey y’all.
i’m 21 m, don’t have family support, and live with a roommate and my cats. i work full time, and can’t afford to leave work for treatment.
at the same time, i have lost a lot of weight within the past few months and especially weeks. my safe foods are becoming increasingly restricted, which is a surprise to me because of how few there were in the first place. i’m struggling to eat even just one meal a day, occasionally able to supplement with the ensure clear.
the past few weeks has been solely me working and sleeping. i have no energy and am constantly nauseous, despite a zofran prescription.
my PCP is amazing, has had other ARFID patients, and recommended Equip: i’m set to start this week, but am not feeling very confident about it after reading reviews. he has local dietician recommendations lined up in case Equip doesn’t work out, but none of them seem super competent with treating ARFID.
i do have a therapist i connect well with, but she does not have the education to treat ARFID.
my labs and vitals are mediocre, but it makes me think, at what point do i admit defeat and need a higher level of care (inpatient or residential)? i have prior treatment trauma and medical trauma, and the thought of an NG tube terrifies me.
does anyone have any suggestions or ideas? i just feel very alone and am starting to lose hope.

Yeah I'll let those who judge the title first judge just by the title. I don't mind.
I know I screwed up and heck I'm not blaming anyone. This is all me I just want to put this somewhere. Not asking for validation or anything like that. Just need somewhere to rant.
My boyfriend broke it off with me after I mentioned using OF as a starter platform for VTubing. Honestly I heard about OF's "reputation" but didn't know how serious it was. My brother had mentioned that OF was used for other things besides the mainstream pornographic content - and hearing about how much people make on OF I started having this TWISTED ahh conception that I could do VTubing there and hopefully gain more attention than on Youtube or Twitch. Let me make this clear; I would never sell my body for money and all I wanted to do on OF was play music on the ukulele, sing, and draw. That was it. (note: I've wanted to be a VTuber for a long time. Even before I met my ex. Originally considered Twitch but thought maybe OF would be cool. Obviously I was wrong on so many levels and yeah I know that very well by now. I really don't know wtf I was thinking.)
Mentioning my idea to my ex was a huge mistake on my part because he broke up with me immediately and told me he didn't care what my intentions were - he cannot think about his potentially life-long partner considering OF in any shape or form. Regardless of whether I was selling my body or not. I went against those terms and I acknowledge it.
I love this guy a lot. A LOT. I would never think about cheating on him or selling my body. I seriously love him. Would do just about anything for him. We never had sex but I cared about him through and through. I loved him even while we were still friends in the beginning (imo love means caring for someone and being there for them as much as possible - my love for him turned romantic when we started dating). We talked about a future and everything went so well. He embraced most of my flaws. He gave up a lot of things for me and there was never a day in our romantic relationship that he didn't tell me he loved me. I love him for every single thing he did for me no matter how small. I told him everyday that I loved him.
Though now he's told me that maybe the whole thing wasn't even love - just a chemical reaction between two animals. That broke something in me. Then at the same time I refuse to think it wasn't love. It was just me fucking things up and I made him stop believing in our love. (or maybe he's right - who knows.) He's wanted to be "single and alone" for the rest of his life until he met me. And now seeing his new Spotify playlists, I think he's back to that again.
After the breakup message I asked him what exactly it was (besides the obvious) that he hated so much about OF. And he told me it was people selling the only real thing they own and not respecting themselves enough.
Thinking about that made me feel like yeah, even though my intentions on OF were not of selling my body but putting OF aside, I felt like I still don't respect myself as a person. The day he first asked to break up I was throwing myself at him, crying, apologising, and begging him to take me back and that I would be willing to throw out my own dreams as a content creator for him if it would keep him. I told him I would rather have him over fame. I would rather have him over my own dreams. And those were actually true. I was even ready to give him my passwords to all my socials. Shit, it all seemed like the end of the world that day.
And that was a huge mistake. I was confirming to him that I was a desperate, self-disrespecting, and needy person who was tossing my own life aside just to keep someone with me. Throughout the relationship, I was usually the "rational calm one" and he told me many times he has no idea how I manage to put up with his shenanigans and still love him despite everything he's ever said or done. In reality, I was just constantly keeping all my upsettedness away from him because I didn't want him to think he wasn't good for me and then break up with me as a result of it. Even though I had good intentions - still self-disrespecting AND disrespecting HIM.
Anyway, in the end, I surrendered. We wished each other good luck and allat, I told him (SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID THIS PROBABLY) we could talk again as FRIENDS after a while of space and he appeared to wholeheartedly agree, and then after some back and forth heart emote spamming (which is something we do to end most conversations or end the day), we stopped talking. Didn't unfollow or block each other on any socials, just didn't talk. (besides that one time 2 days after the NC initiated I accidentally added a reel to our shared save folder on insta and apologised and he texted back saying it was alright and added that I was in his dreams n asked me to get outta his dreams 🙄)
It's been about 2 or so weeks since the breakup. I've been going no contact with him, turned my socials statuses to invisible and used my socials less. Thinking of maybe contacting him after 2 or more months (when I'm ready to face the fact that he may not ever want to get back together). Hopefully I'll be able to get over these weird yoyo-ing thoughts and emotions. And I hope he's doing okay too.
Dam I still miss him. He was a seriously unique and amazing person and I know I ruined my romantic relationship with him.
Thinking again, maybe I don't really mind him being just a friend. Idk sometimes it swings this way and that. We were pretty good friends before the whole thing - inside jokes, personal rants and all. Maybe I'm not even ready for any romantic relationships at all. Yeah. Given my reaction to the breakup, I am and was definitely not ready. If I genuinely do love him, I'd just let him do whatever he wants to do. Should be doing that. But in all honesty, I still wonder if I ever have a slightest chance of getting him back in the far off future. Maybe yeah maybe no. I mean I did fck up badly with the OF thing and I will definitely need to wait for a long time before I'm ready for any romantic relationships at all.
Post-breakup note; I can eat normally now, crying less, and can do certain things I loved doing again but my thoughts and feelings regarding him and the whole thing is still all jumbled up. I still whisper-talk to myself imagining I'm talking to him (I do this a lot even before the romantic relationship), yapping about all the stuff I wished I told him or just as a convo in general and it always ends with the final thought, "I fucked up. Would have been able to tell him all this/actually have this convo with him if I didn't ever think about OF." It's hard to stop thinking about him. And yeah I def deserve this after all I did ngl.
I'm so sorry if this rant long and a tad bit disorganised and strained your eyes 🙏 Have a good one.
PS: After the whole thing, regardless of how the breakup went, I absolutely refuse to start an OF. And I don't really want to VTube anymore either. Just reminds me of the breakup.

TRIGGER WARNING- SA, etc.
It's a very very long story and there's more that I could go on about but- My parents had me young, mom (19), bio dad (21). They separated when I was around 3 or 4 y/o and that's when my dad (19) (that later adopted me) came into my life. When he went to adopt me at about 7 y/o, before sibling 1 was born, they needed bio dad to release his rights; he agreed on one condition from my mom, 'Don't talk to my family anymore, I will handle it'. So he signed, with the additional agreement that he would not have to pay child support, dad adopted me. I ended up with 1 little sibling and I wanted nothing to do with bio dad at this point, he was already out of my life since the adoption. At around 12 years old, my parents started their divorce, moms second divorce. This divorce was completely different. At first, I hated my (adopted) dad but then again, he used to work 3 jobs to support us, only had 1 day off and used it as a "cleaning day" (which I later appreciated as an adult because I had SEVERE allergies, but in the moment I was just like wtf man fr?) From 13 y/o to about 15 y/o my moms at the time bf was sexually abusing me, forcing me to "cuddle" on the couch, he would pretend to fall asleep (in 5 seconds) and touch my non existent boobs and coochie while grinding his boner against my butt until he had enough. I would lay there silently crying until he actually fell asleep, slowly crawl away, and be up the whole rest of the school night, in shock, crying, cutting myself, and writing very depressing poems. He would break open the bathroom door while I was bathing and would try to peep at me in the tub. I'd cover myself under the bubble bath for HOURS until I had no bubbles and the water was cold. I then tried hurting myself even worse but sibling walked in on me. I broke down and thought if I do this, this dude is going to go for my sibling so I'll just take whatever it is to protect them. So I did. I dealt with all the things plus him walking in on me SERVERAL times in my bedroom each time after I'd have a bath/shower (no lock on the door). This guy also apparently would hit, strangle, and rape my mom. I came to find out that he had a record too, he and his brother abducted a 17 y/o or 18 y/o girl, took her to a trap house, raped her in a bathroom with a pole-blood in the tub, sink, toilet, floor, etc. He also was busted because he put a garbage bag over another man's head and lit it on fire-because the man was black. (Dude ended up being dishonorably discharged later on btw) Eventually, she got rid of him, dated a bit, and settled with a new bf, my now step dad of over 10 years. At this point, I was 16 y/o, had a GREAT relationship with (adopted) dad (not so much my mom), and became curious about my bio dad-where I came from, family customs/traditions, similarities/differences, interests, the other half of who I am. I found him on social media, reached out but didn't get a response for 2-3 weeks. Shortly after us chatting, I went to see him (adopted dad and sibling 1 came with). I had 2 more siblings from bio dad, they were a decade or so younger than me, and sibling 3 didn't resemble me much but did with sibling 2 BUT sibling 2 looked so much like me at that age, weird. A short time later, there was a family event by bio dad, I was invited but had no way to get there (about a 6 hour drive from where I was at the time) so his sistemy aunt said she'd take me. She picked me up and I was to spend the night at her house (with my 2 cousins) then we would travel in the morning. I was so excited because I vaguely remember cousin 1 from childhood, apparently we were super close growing up together, I was eager to reconnect and bond with my cousins. When spending the night, cousin 2 went to sleep early (a bit younger than cousin 1 and I), so cousin 1 and I were talking for hours, it was great being able to reconnect/re-establish our relationship...until he kissed me, threw himself on me, tried getting me to touch him as he started to touch me. I said stop wtf what are you doing we are FIRST cousins!! He chuckled and said "We are but we're not" ... "wtf are you talking about?" ... "I'm not supposed to say but your dad had a DNA test done during tour parents divorce and told all of us your mom cheated on him, you're not ACTUALLY his acoording to the test" ... so at this point, I'm disgusted, have so many questions, confused, am in a house of 'family' that I don't know/don't believe that I am family-I went to sleep. Next day we traveled to see bio dad and after the event I asked him and step mom about it and also mentioned that because of this cousin 1 tried "xyz". Bio dad's response to the DNA-"Your mother had the DNA test done and it said I was not your bio father, she probably lied/gave me a fake test so I would stay out of your life." I went to my mom and questioned her, she said "Absolutely not, you know your (adopted) father and I don't talk so you can even ask him to verify that I'm not lying. I have no idea about anything that has to do with a DNA test, we never had one as he (bio das) was my first and we got married then I was prengant with you about 3-4 months after getting married." I asked (adopted) dad and his story lined up perfectly with my mom's. So bio dad lied to me and his entire side of the family to save face. He lied to all of them because his agreement of giving up his rights to me and not having to pay child support would not have been supported by his side of the family so he told them I wasn't his and supposedly provided a (fake) test so they'd get off his back about it. My grandfather from him said he saw the test-but there was no test! Beyond fucked up man...but whatever. I still wanted a connection. I wanted to leave the bullshit in the past and move forward right? So, fast forward a bit, I was in a 3 year (3 out of 3.5 year) relationship with a TRUE P.O.S. bf that was physically, mentally, emotionally, and verbally abusive. We lived together for 3 years out of our 3.5 year relationship. He was addicted to porn, would call me a bitch every single day amoung other things, ended up raping me and thought it was funny, would hit, kick, choke me (not in the good way), and push me off the bed but then say "You think I want to be like this?! You think I want to do this to you?! Hurt you?! You're making me do it, it's your fault because you have issues." I wasn't "allowed" to talk to my guy friends because they're guys (and I didn't have many girl friends at all), especially my best guy friend that I grew up with and had known since 3 y/o. Bf would isolate me from my families even. At work, I only would talk to my guy friends/male co-workers if bf wasn't there otherwise he would ignore me the whole shift and be brutal when we got home (yeah, we also worked together for a bit over 3 years). I then found out that bf went on the dark web and watched a man kidnap someone, rape her, murder her, and proceed to rape her corpse...my bf was getting off on it! He even said he went back on the next night to do it again but site was blocked. FUCKING PSYCHOTIC. I could go on and on about his craziness. I was his 3rd virgin btw and at work we had a "work daughter" (was so close to that girl, she was 3 years younger than me, 5 years younger than bf and I used to go to her (when bf didnt have same shift as me) crying and telling her everything that would happen with him, so she knew all the shit he did). I was scared he was going to kill me one day, I was scared to stay, scared to leave, all the stupid things and all I wanted was consistent love. We did end up breaking up a few months after I turned 21, he ended up dating our work daughter and took her virginity too! He also did all the shit to her as he did to me! I felt bad for her at first but then thought no you dumb fuck, you knew EVERYTHING you were getting into smh. Anyway, I went to a family event for bio dad, bf was working, they wanted to meet him; we set up lunch for the following day. Bio dad said he was going to give bf the "talk" yk...with the shot gun type of talk. I said I don't feel comfortable with that because firstly, it's not his place, I have my dad (adopted), secondly, bio dad even agreed that we more so have a friend relationship at this point, and third, I've already been with bf for 3 years so it's not appropriate. He got REALLY salty the morning of the meet. We were coordinating plans and everything when he said along the lines, "We haven't seen you in person for almost 2 years now yet you always have time to go out...etc.etc." I responded, "The two times that you have seen me post that I was out, I was across the street from work. I went there for about 2 hours both times with bf and co-workers. I cannot drive 6-8 hours to you and 6-8 hours back in the same day. I work two full time jobs and am going to college online full-time. I'm sorry that I'm making you feel this way or that I've been distant but I try talking and seeing you all (on Skype and such) as much as I can. I don't know what else you want me to do or say at this point. That's why I'm excited for this meet up today. You also could have put in the effort to come out this way these last two years to visit me as well, but again, I'm sorry. I hope you all aren't mad at me, I'm really trying here." He then tells me "I'm going to have to cancel lunch today. I don't think meeting today is a good idea. Now I'm going to have to tell your (LITTLE) siblings that you don't want to see them today since you never have time for us and have basically disappeared from our lives these last 2 years." Aaaaand that's when I ✨️lost✨️ my shit and popped off 🙃 "ME?! I'm the one that disappeared?!?! How fucking dare you say that. How fucking dare you try to do that to them and me. YOU disappeared from MY life at 4 years old, LIED to the entire family (they still questioned if I'm "there's" or not, even had received the comment "Even though you're not ours, your ours because we've known you since a baby" and only 1 of bio dad's parents is still somewhat in touch with me to this day btw) I didn't see YOU for 12 YEARS of my life! I reached out to YOU, I have been the only one making an effort to keep the line of communication open and going and even after all of that plus my explaining that I work TWO full-time jobs plus full-time school, you still have the nerve and audacity to make me the bad guy and say I'm the one not trying here?! YOU are going to continue to LIE and tell MY siblings that I don't want to see them when that couldn't be further from the truth?! I'm going to tell you this ONCE, YOU blew your first chance of staying in my life when I was a child, now you're blowing it a SECOND time with me as an adult; there WILL NOT be a third time. I WILL NOT subject myself to this nor do I need your added stress. I WILL NOT allow you to do this to me EVER again. If my siblings or even step mom (or that side of the family) want to be in contact with me-I will gladly accept that but YOU are DEAD to me. Don't talk to me, don't contact me, I want NOTHING to do with YOU anymore, sperm donor." ... no response ...every couple of years after that I got a "happy birthday" or "merry christmas" here and there but I never responded. It's been a few years with no interaction from him. I just miss my siblings. I got so attached to them and I miss them, I tried staying in contact through video chats but they were still fairly young at that point so it was difficult plus having him or step mom in the background sometimes was awkward. They're now getting a bit older, sibling 2 is turning 18, sibling 3 will be 16. We have each other on social media but don't talk and very very VERY rarely interact with likes on posts. I'm afraid to make the first move, I don't want to push anything, I don't know what bio dad has been feeding into their brains about me, etc. My relationship with them will NEVER be as close as with my almost 21 y/o sibling 1 from (adopted) dad, which I can accept, I absolutely love my sibling 1 that I grew up with like nothing and no one else; I practically raised him tbh. But I do think about the other 2 siblings, I miss them, I just don't know if I should respect unspoken boundaries or make the first move? What do you think? And lmk if you want more of these batshit crazy stories that I've went through (tbh I'm probably going to post another seeking advice on another subject). ✌🏻

Hey everyone!
After dragging this out for far longer than it needed to be dragged out, I have decided that I am going to join the Bambu Lab community and get my first Bambu Lab printer!
I wasn't sure really what I was going for at first. I currently am using an Ender 3 Max, and even though I know there's a possibility that at some point this year Bambu might release a successor to its current line (such as maybe an X2C/P2P/P2S or even just an XL version that is larger than the 256mm build plate) the current line of printers are just so impressive... even if they do release a successor... something like the P1S and A1 are EONS better than what I have right now. And I'm okay even if something new DOES come out. << I know this is all an assumption.
So I've narrowed it down to two models: the P1S and A1. I want to clarify (first of all) that I currently print using mostly PLA and PETG. HOWEVER - I would be interested in trying different materials (maybe something like ABS) down the road if at some point I become curious and want to try something new.
I know saying that already is an indicator to just go for the P1S. But I have to say, the price and performance of A1 is such an incredible value - I am also okay NOT getting something enclosed and sticking with just PLA and PETG.
I have looked at the P1P, but if I am going to spend the money, I would rather just get the completed P1S and not buy any upgrade kit to convert it to a P1S in the future.
I am an engineering student who would mostly use this for personal projects and some rapid prototyping applications (also multi-colour).
So if you were in my shoes, and had to pick one of the two combos: I wanted to know what your experience is with both printers? And what you might recommend I pick?
I greatly appreciate any feedback I get from anyone in this community. I am so excited to buy my first Bambu Lab and join you guys in being a part of this community! Thank you again.

Hey everyone!
My family and I were at the Orlando informer this weekend. My bf and I have gone four times, and this was my families second time. Unfortunately, we were really disappointed with the experience. I am curious if anyone else noticed the issues?
First off, the “buffet” at check-in was wildly disappointing. We did one lap and left. Hungry, we tried to go to the concessions for snacks when they opened. To our surprise, almost every single concession was out of food from the day. I asked a staff member if they were making fresh food for OI guests, and she said yes. However, we walked back by her cart two rides later to find her still with no food and standing at the cash register doing nothing staring into the distance. This was our experience at almost every snack cart. The ones that did have food had long lines of people that we weren’t willing to wait in because of how short the meetup was this time. On Saturday, there were also no cups at the freestyle drink machines, and so we were often running around searching for a drink.
This has not been our experience before, but we have all decided not to come back for the August meet-up this year. We will definitely not go to any more meetups where the park ends so late to day guests, but we know that’s not OI’s fault.
Did anyone else have this issue, or was it just bad luck on our end?!

As you continue to complete the Norio quest line, I noticed that Norio stated “Amida Buddha”, which is commonly used in Japanese culture to describe Amitayus, or Amitabha Buddha, the Supreme God of Infinite Life and Light. He is the creation God of the Western Heavens, and his Heavens is known as the “Pure Land of Utmost Bliss”. Previously known as Dharmakara, he vowed to bring all beings to his land if one wants it through his 48 compassionate vows. According to one of his sutras, there are Buddhas there now!
I looked at the statues and they have a wonderful depiction of Amitabha Buddha as well. I am a studying Pure Land practitioner presently, and the first time Norio said it I didn’t think too much of it. However, I do know that Pure Land Buddhism is quite prevalent in Japan and China in comparison to some areas of the world. So I looked further and confirmed that he is referring to Amitabha! I know this was random but I wanted to share.
Namo Amituofo friends! 🙏

Let me start by saying I'm not a homewrecker. I'm just someone who decided to wake the fuck up and sniff the fucking sunshine. I like my best friend. It was a wake up call when i figured it out.
I met her at least 8 months ago when I transferred jobs. She was leaving the position and I was the new hire taking her place. We got along straight away. Ussally I have to tone myself back because no one matches my energy but she was as loud and weird as me. It was nice finding someone it felt easy being around.
When she left to her new job we kept in contact. I was the only one she talked to from her old job. She didn't make friends easy and only talked to her boyfriend and myself. It was odd because her relationship confused me. She had been with the guy for three years and yet all she did was complain about him. I can't justify how annoyed it made me feel to listen to all his toxic masculinity. It was a frustration I couldn't stifle, something burning in my chest when she talked. She would often say she felt bad hanging out with me because it was "easy" and she was given shit from her boyfriend because he was jealous of all the time we spent together.
One time I woke up from her groaning in frustration because they were having an argument about how often she sees me at 7 in the morning. I guess this is when I started to have major issues with their arguments. It was a new feeling. Something in the way she was wrapped in the extra blankets I laid out for her because she gets cold. Something in the nightgown she was wearing that complimented her figure. Something in the extra pillow I added to my bed when she started spending nights. Something in the way she seemed to fit into my world perfectly without even trying at all. I didn't recognise this at first. All I knew is that I had a huge dislike for her boyfriend. She would be so happy around me and one text from her boyfriend would make her frown. It made me angry.
It was so simple to me. Break up with him. And I don't get why she dosent. She tells me it's not easy for her to break it off and start over. I hadn't acknowledged my feelings at the time so I was still in denial about the way I felt. All I knew is that I opened doors for her, joked with her- made her laugh. I would tell her "I'm trying to show you how you should be treated. Don't you see the difference between me and him?". She acknowledged it begrudgingly and her rants continued. We often went around in circles about this. I didn't know what else to do.
And then it hit me. I was in my room thinking about her. I was infront of the mirror, taking off my eyeliner when I was wondering how she was doing. She had been low today. Something about not taking her meds on time. I realised that I was thinking about her constantly- that by this PIONT her name had left an imprint on my brain. This couldn't be normal. Could it? I was confused -brows scrunched as I ran the micellar water over them. Somehow she had become so important to me in such a short amount of time. No one ever made me think like this- made me worry like this. I didn't have many friends. Just the occasional friend I saw sometimes. But I have had best friends before. They shouldn't affect you like this. I realised my feelings in that moment. I could barely comprehend my actions but soon enough I was calling her. She answered "hey" I was nervous, flustered over my compulsiveness. "Do you have time to talk?" I pushed out. It was hard to speak . There was a lump in my throate and the room was spinning. All I could see was the phone on the bed- her face plastered across the screen. "Of course I do, what's up?" She responds. I hesitate "maybe I shouldn't say this" There's a shuffling on the line. It's almost like she's straightening herself up- preparing for bad news. "Am i smothering you?" She asks. "What! No!" I shake my head "why would you think that?" She's sheepish "oh.. I just worried. We spend a lot of time together is all" I smiled. She defiantly wouldn't think I felt smothered after I fessed up. But then the anxiety crept in. "What? There's something bothering you" she pushes. And that's all it took. It was like a damn came loose. My mouth was the brick holding it together and then the words fell out. "I have feelings for you" Silence. I bite my lip knowing I fucked this up. "Oh" she says "that's ok" I retort "No it's not. I know you have a boyfriend and there was no agenda in me telling you. I guess I just wanted some closure..." I'm shaking my head. This conversation went too fast. I was blinded by my foolishness- her reaction and my stupid ability to do stupid things and not think about the consequences. Because what happens now? I've just bared myself before her and all I've recieaved is "oh that's ok". And I don't know what I wanted from her- what would have been an acceptable reaction in my eyes. I guess maybe I wanted more then her chirpy response. Like... I just poured out my heart to u, darl. Can you give me something here?
The next part of the conversation was awakwrd. She told me she wasn't going to break up with her boyfriend but that she did have feelings for me to. I wasn't sure what to do with that. All I know is that it made me angry how calm she was. Because how could she be calm? I wasn't calm. I was frantic, feeling somber as the minutes pressed on. Because how could she stay with him? She dosent owe me anything I know but it dosent sit right with me that he treats her so horribly and she puts up with it. Like I'm right here.... just open your eyes.
I told her that I will respect her choices and don't want to pressure her. We seem to be in an ok place but she keeps calling me because she thinks I might cut her off. It is a possibility at this point. I just need to think. I feel disappointed with myself but I can't help how I'm feeling.
Am I the asshole?

TRIGGER WARNING- SA, etc.
It's a very very long story and there's more that I could go on about but- My parents had me young, mom (19), bio dad (21). They separated when I was around 3 or 4 y/o and that's when my dad (19) (that later adopted me) came into my life. When he went to adopt me at about 7 y/o, before sibling 1 was born, they needed bio dad to release his rights; he agreed on one condition from my mom, 'Don't talk to my family anymore, I will handle it'. So he signed, with the additional agreement that he would not have to pay child support, dad adopted me. I ended up with 1 little sibling and I wanted nothing to do with bio dad at this point, he was already out of my life since the adoption. At around 12 years old, my parents started their divorce, moms second divorce. This divorce was completely different. At first, I hated my (adopted) dad but then again, he used to work 3 jobs to support us, only had 1 day off and used it as a "cleaning day" (which I later appreciated as an adult because I had SEVERE allergies, but in the moment I was just like wtf man fr?) From 13 y/o to about 15 y/o my moms at the time bf was sexually abusing me, forcing me to "cuddle" on the couch, he would pretend to fall asleep (in 5 seconds) and touch my non existent boobs and coochie while grinding his boner against my butt until he had enough. I would lay there silently crying until he actually fell asleep, slowly crawl away, and be up the whole rest of the school night, in shock, crying, cutting myself, and writing very depressing poems. He would break open the bathroom door while I was bathing and would try to peep at me in the tub. I'd cover myself under the bubble bath for HOURS until I had no bubbles and the water was cold. I then tried hurting myself even worse but sibling walked in on me. I broke down and thought if I do this, this dude is going to go for my sibling so I'll just take whatever it is to protect them. So I did. I dealt with all the things plus him walking in on me SERVERAL times in my bedroom each time after I'd have a bath/shower (no lock on the door). This guy also apparently would hit, strangle, and rape my mom. I came to find out that he had a record too, he and his brother abducted a 17 y/o or 18 y/o girl, took her to a trap house, raped her in a bathroom with a pole-blood in the tub, sink, toilet, floor, etc. He also was busted because he put a garbage bag over another man's head and lit it on fire-because the man was black. (Dude ended up being dishonorably discharged later on btw) Eventually, she got rid of him, dated a bit, and settled with a new bf, my now step dad of over 10 years. At this point, I was 16 y/o, had a GREAT relationship with (adopted) dad (not so much my mom), and became curious about my bio dad-where I came from, family customs/traditions, similarities/differences, interests, the other half of who I am. I found him on social media, reached out but didn't get a response for 2-3 weeks. Shortly after us chatting, I went to see him (adopted dad and sibling 1 came with). I had 2 more siblings from bio dad, they were a decade or so younger than me, and sibling 3 didn't resemble me much but did with sibling 2 BUT sibling 2 looked so much like me at that age, weird. A short time later, there was a family event by bio dad, I was invited but had no way to get there (about a 6 hour drive from where I was at the time) so his sistemy aunt said she'd take me. She picked me up and I was to spend the night at her house (with my 2 cousins) then we would travel in the morning. I was so excited because I vaguely remember cousin 1 from childhood, apparently we were super close growing up together, I was eager to reconnect and bond with my cousins. When spending the night, cousin 2 went to sleep early (a bit younger than cousin 1 and I), so cousin 1 and I were talking for hours, it was great being able to reconnect/re-establish our relationship...until he kissed me, threw himself on me, tried getting me to touch him as he started to touch me. I said stop wtf what are you doing we are FIRST cousins!! He chuckled and said "We are but we're not" ... "wtf are you talking about?" ... "I'm not supposed to say but your dad had a DNA test done during tour parents divorce and told all of us your mom cheated on him, you're not ACTUALLY his acoording to the test" ... so at this point, I'm disgusted, have so many questions, confused, am in a house of 'family' that I don't know/don't believe that I am family-I went to sleep. Next day we traveled to see bio dad and after the event I asked him and step mom about it and also mentioned that because of this cousin 1 tried "xyz". Bio dad's response to the DNA-"Your mother had the DNA test done and it said I was not your bio father, she probably lied/gave me a fake test so I would stay out of your life." I went to my mom and questioned her, she said "Absolutely not, you know your (adopted) father and I don't talk so you can even ask him to verify that I'm not lying. I have no idea about anything that has to do with a DNA test, we never had one as he (bio das) was my first and we got married then I was prengant with you about 3-4 months after getting married." I asked (adopted) dad and his story lined up perfectly with my mom's. So bio dad lied to me and his entire side of the family to save face. He lied to all of them because his agreement of giving up his rights to me and not having to pay child support would not have been supported by his side of the family so he told them I wasn't his and supposedly provided a (fake) test so they'd get off his back about it. My grandfather from him said he saw the test-but there was no test! Beyond fucked up man...but whatever. I still wanted a connection. I wanted to leave the bullshit in the past and move forward right? So, fast forward a bit, I was in a 3 year (3 out of 3.5 year) relationship with a TRUE P.O.S. bf that was physically, mentally, emotionally, and verbally abusive. We lived together for 3 years out of our 3.5 year relationship. He was addicted to porn, would call me a bitch every single day amoung other things, ended up raping me and thought it was funny, would hit, kick, choke me (not in the good way), and push me off the bed but then say "You think I want to be like this?! You think I want to do this to you?! Hurt you?! You're making me do it, it's your fault because you have issues." I wasn't "allowed" to talk to my guy friends because they're guys (and I didn't have many girl friends at all), especially my best guy friend that I grew up with and had known since 3 y/o. Bf would isolate me from my families even. At work, I only would talk to my guy friends/male co-workers if bf wasn't there otherwise he would ignore me the whole shift and be brutal when we got home (yeah, we also worked together for a bit over 3 years). I then found out that bf went on the dark web and watched a man kidnap someone, rape her, murder her, and proceed to rape her corpse...my bf was getting off on it! He even said he went back on the next night to do it again but site was blocked. FUCKING PSYCHOTIC. I could go on and on about his craziness. I was his 3rd virgin btw and at work we had a "work daughter" (was so close to that girl, she was 3 years younger than me, 5 years younger than bf and I used to go to her (when bf didnt have same shift as me) crying and telling her everything that would happen with him, so she knew all the shit he did). I was scared he was going to kill me one day, I was scared to stay, scared to leave, all the stupid things and all I wanted was consistent love. We did end up breaking up a few months after I turned 21, he ended up dating our work daughter and took her virginity too! He also did all the shit to her as he did to me! I felt bad for her at first but then thought no you dumb fuck, you knew EVERYTHING you were getting into smh. Anyway, I went to a family event for bio dad, bf was working, they wanted to meet him; we set up lunch for the following day. Bio dad said he was going to give bf the "talk" yk...with the shot gun type of talk. I said I don't feel comfortable with that because firstly, it's not his place, I have my dad (adopted), secondly, bio dad even agreed that we more so have a friend relationship at this point, and third, I've already been with bf for 3 years so it's not appropriate. He got REALLY salty the morning of the meet. We were coordinating plans and everything when he said along the lines, "We haven't seen you in person for almost 2 years now yet you always have time to go out...etc.etc." I responded, "The two times that you have seen me post that I was out, I was across the street from work. I went there for about 2 hours both times with bf and co-workers. I cannot drive 6-8 hours to you and 6-8 hours back in the same day. I work two full time jobs and am going to college online full-time. I'm sorry that I'm making you feel this way or that I've been distant but I try talking and seeing you all (on Skype and such) as much as I can. I don't know what else you want me to do or say at this point. That's why I'm excited for this meet up today. You also could have put in the effort to come out this way these last two years to visit me as well, but again, I'm sorry. I hope you all aren't mad at me, I'm really trying here." He then tells me "I'm going to have to cancel lunch today. I don't think meeting today is a good idea. Now I'm going to have to tell your (LITTLE) siblings that you don't want to see them today since you never have time for us and have basically disappeared from our lives these last 2 years." Aaaaand that's when I ✨️lost✨️ my shit and popped off 🙃 "ME?! I'm the one that disappeared?!?! How fucking dare you say that. How fucking dare you try to do that to them and me. YOU disappeared from MY life at 4 years old, LIED to the entire family (they still questioned if I'm "there's" or not, even had received the comment "Even though you're not ours, your ours because we've known you since a baby" and only 1 of bio dad's parents is still somewhat in touch with me to this day btw) I didn't see YOU for 12 YEARS of my life! I reached out to YOU, I have been the only one making an effort to keep the line of communication open and going and even after all of that plus my explaining that I work TWO full-time jobs plus full-time school, you still have the nerve and audacity to make me the bad guy and say I'm the one not trying here?! YOU are going to continue to LIE and tell MY siblings that I don't want to see them when that couldn't be further from the truth?! I'm going to tell you this ONCE, YOU blew your first chance of staying in my life when I was a child, now you're blowing it a SECOND time with me as an adult; there WILL NOT be a third time. I WILL NOT subject myself to this nor do I need your added stress. I WILL NOT allow you to do this to me EVER again. If my siblings or even step mom (or that side of the family) want to be in contact with me-I will gladly accept that but YOU are DEAD to me. Don't talk to me, don't contact me, I want NOTHING to do with YOU anymore, sperm donor." ... no response ...every couple of years after that I got a "happy birthday" or "merry christmas" here and there but I never responded. It's been a few years with no interaction from him. I just miss my siblings. I got so attached to them and I miss them, I tried staying in contact through video chats but they were still fairly young at that point so it was difficult plus having him or step mom in the background sometimes was awkward. They're now getting a bit older, sibling 2 is turning 18, sibling 3 will be 16. We have each other on social media but don't talk and very very VERY rarely interact with likes on posts. I'm afraid to make the first move, I don't want to push anything, I don't know what bio dad has been feeding into their brains about me, etc. My relationship with them will NEVER be as close as with my almost 21 y/o sibling 1 from (adopted) dad, which I can accept, I absolutely love my sibling 1 that I grew up with like nothing and no one else; I practically raised him tbh. But I do think about the other 2 siblings, I miss them, I just don't know if I should respect unspoken boundaries or make the first move? What do you think? And lmk if you want more of these batshit crazy stories that I've went through (tbh I'm probably going to post another seeking advice on another subject). ✌🏻

Are having bad/inappropriate/lustful thoughts About God and The Holy Spirt
one side of me has a weird feeling and it's scaring me. Everyone is saying yes it is forgivable but what if it isint cause how could I have these thoughts. I think I have ocd or soemthing and have been struggling with this for a while.
It's hard cause I don't wanna go to Hell I wanna live my life with God. how could He forgive me for these thoughts they are truly disgusting and lustful thoughts and him and The Holy Spirt. It feels like a joke whenever I think about The Holy Spirt like a weird odd feeling in my chest AND I DONT LIKE IT. IK IM FORGIVEN BUT IDK I FEEL SO WEIRD AND UNCOMFY WHAT IF THIS IS A SIGN FROM GOD I DONT LIKE THE WEIRD FEELING.
Is this forgivable and have any of yall felt like this before?

Hi all, I genuinely don't know if I handled this wrong. Last night my partner made a couple jokes about me to his friends that felt disrespecful and degrading. I slept on it, and still felt really hurt by them, so decided to bring it up with him.
When he woke up I poured him some coffee and after a little while I asked him if we could talk about something that bothered me. I've been discussing how I handle conflict in therapy, so I tried really hard to choose my words carefully. I basically said, very calmly "Did you mean those comments, ["joke" 1,2,3] as a joke? Because to me those comments made me feel disrespected, and they hurt my feelings."
He said that they were obviously jokes, and went back to scrolling on his phone. At this point my conflict avoidance is spiking my anxiety, but I said my point again "i didn't find them funny, they hurt my feelings a lot and embarrassed me. I would like it if you dont make jokes like that at my expense". At this point he looks visibly annoyed and says "I'm sorry you feel hurt by jokes. I empathize that you feel hurt, but they were just jokes, I can't be responsible for how you feel." He then brought up that I shouldn't be bombarding him with this so early in the morning, and I'm not taking his feelings into account. I also loaded the dishwasher wrong, so he had to hand wash his steel straws, which is not considerate of his time.
I was feeling a bit of whiplash and unheard so I tried to gently bring the conversation back to last night. To which he, very coldly, said "here you go again making this conversation all about you, don't you see how unfair it is? This conversation is all one sided where I apologize to you but you don't do the same!" I apologized for that and for the dishes and he left for work. Was I making it all about me for not wanting to talk about dishes? Was I wrong for wanting to just address how he hurt me?