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/r/PhonesAreBad

2016.04.25 19:30 Supercoolguy7 /r/PhonesAreBad

A subreddit to showcase all of the pics and arguments people have that can be boiled down to "phones are bad".
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2012.03.05 16:44 ts87654 for cosplayers, by cosplayers

This is a subreddit specifically for people who cosplay and people looking to cosplay. Want to share the outfit you just made? Share it here! Want some advice on a costume? Ask here! Want to show some cool pics you took at the last convention you went to? Post them here!
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2013.03.01 03:51 JBurto What is this, a subreddit for ants?!?

What is this, a _________ for Ants?? Reddit's Preeminent Subreddit for All Things Tiny and Miniature! (Not about literal ants)
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2024.06.09 16:13 JenyRae1984 AITAH for asking a wedding guest to leave and stay out of my way?

I (40f) am a wedding photographer. TO start this story is a bit long, but let me give you some background. When I book a wedding, I make it very clear to the bride, we'll call her Amber,19 and groom, lets call him Sam, 19 these rules:
  1. no phones allowed in the ceremony.
  2. if there are any photos they want private please let me know.
  3. I will not hold back to tell people to put their phones down or not to step in front of me.
My most recent wedding happened this past Friday. I knew within the first 15 minutes of guests arriving (including the grooms mother, let's call her Susan, and the bride's aunt, let's call her Karen, for good reason) that this would be a long day.
During the ceremony, as Amber was walking down the aisle, Susan decided she wanted to place herself so close to the aisleway that as I am trying to capture the Sam's face. I did my best to work around her without actually placing myself in the aisle. Thankfully as I have begun editing I think I will be able to edit and possibly remove her from the photo (thank god for photo shop).
This was only the beginning of her being in my way. The rest of the ceremony went beautifully. After the ceremony ended everyone was asked to move to the reception hall so we could continue on with taking photos. After all the basics, family and wedding party photos, I asked everyone besides Amber and Sam to head out so we could get their solo and couple shots done. This session was one of the ones that they requested stay private.
I made sure the room was empty before we began. We started with a beautiful shot of Amanda propped on the piano, and Sam standing beside her. As I was posing them, I saw her, Karen at the front door with her phone out recording. I sighed, took a deep breath and turned to her.
"Ma'am I am sorry, but I need you to leave the room, these photos are for the bride and groom only and per their request they don't want anyone recording or taking photos besides me."
She huffed a bit, rolled her eyes and put her phone away and headed back to the reception. After this cue us heading outside to get photos of them under the beautiful arches and large wooden french doors. As i begin posing Amanda in front of the big doors, here comes Susan.
"Oh my gosh, thats so beautiful!" she said.
"Thank you, but please go inside, this is a private session," I said politely.
"I am just watching," she retorted. I tried to hold in my bitch-look-face and smiled.
"I understand, but this was a request by the bride and your son to keep things private," I said, "Please go inside, I cant begin until you go..." I said. Again the huffy sigh and i swear a tiny foot stomp before she headed inside.
You would think this is where it ends. It doesn't. Now we go to the part where I think I may be the asshole. During the father-daughter dance, here comes Karen with her phone to RECORD the entire thing, OVER my shoulder. I don't care if guests take photos or videos of these moments, and neither did Amanda or Sam, BUT she was directly over my shoulder and occasionally stepping in front of me to get close up. I took a deep breath tried to take the red i was seeing to a light pink before I turned to her.
"Ma'am Amanda and Sam have PAID ME to do this job, i need you to stay out of my way or I am gonna have to ask you to go sit down. I can not capture these moments if you are constantly in my way and interrupting..." i said, probably with a bit of sass.
"I am family," she said.
"I get that but this is my job and your interfering, now please step aside or go sit down," I snapped. (yes snapped, snapped so hard i am pretty sure she got word whiplash)
So yes I do my best to be a professional, but I had had enough. I worry I may have been to rude and the way her and her entire table glared at me for the rest of the night, I worry I may not have handled this the right way, so... AITAH?
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2024.06.09 16:12 JenyRae1984 AITAH for asking a wedding guest to leave the room and stay out of my way?

I (40f) am a wedding photographer. TO start this story is a bit long, but let me give you some background. When I book a wedding, I make it very clear to the bride, we'll call her Amber,19 and groom, lets call him Sam, 19 these rules:
  1. no phones allowed in the ceremony.
  2. if there are any photos they want private please let me know.
  3. I will not hold back to tell people to put their phones down or not to step in front of me.
My most recent wedding happened this past Friday. I knew within the first 15 minutes of guests arriving (including the grooms mother, let's call her Susan, and the bride's aunt, let's call her Karen, for good reason) that this would be a long day.
During the ceremony, as Amber was walking down the aisle, Susan decided she wanted to place herself so close to the aisleway that as I am trying to capture the Sam's face. I did my best to work around her without actually placing myself in the aisle. Thankfully as I have begun editing I think I will be able to edit and possibly remove her from the photo (thank god for photo shop).
This was only the beginning of her being in my way. The rest of the ceremony went beautifully. After the ceremony ended everyone was asked to move to the reception hall so we could continue on with taking photos. After all the basics, family and wedding party photos, I asked everyone besides Amber and Sam to head out so we could get their solo and couple shots done. This session was one of the ones that they requested stay private.
I made sure the room was empty before we began. We started with a beautiful shot of Amanda propped on the piano, and Sam standing beside her. As I was posing them, I saw her, Karen at the front door with her phone out recording. I sighed, took a deep breath and turned to her.
"Ma'am I am sorry, but I need you to leave the room, these photos are for the bride and groom only and per their request they don't want anyone recording or taking photos besides me."
She huffed a bit, rolled her eyes and put her phone away and headed back to the reception. After this cue us heading outside to get photos of them under the beautiful arches and large wooden french doors. As i begin posing Amanda in front of the big doors, here comes Susan.
"Oh my gosh, thats so beautiful!" she said.
"Thank you, but please go inside, this is a private session," I said politely.
"I am just watching," she retorted. I tried to hold in my bitch-look-face and smiled.
"I understand, but this was a request by the bride and your son to keep things private," I said, "Please go inside, I cant begin until you go..." I said. Again the huffy sigh and i swear a tiny foot stomp before she headed inside.
You would think this is where it ends. It doesn't. Now we go to the part where I think I may be the asshole. During the father-daughter dance, here comes Karen with her phone to RECORD the entire thing, OVER my shoulder. I don't care if guests take photos or videos of these moments, and neither did Amanda or Sam, BUT she was directly over my shoulder and occasionally stepping in front of me to get close up. I took a deep breath tried to take the red i was seeing to a light pink before I turned to her.
"Ma'am Amanda and Sam have PAID ME to do this job, i need you to stay out of my way or I am gonna have to ask you to go sit down. I can not capture these moments if you are constantly in my way and interrupting..." i said, probably with a bit of sass.
"I am family," she said.
"I get that but this is my job and your interfering, now please step aside or go sit down," I snapped. (yes snapped, snapped so hard i am pretty sure she got word whiplash)
So yes I do my best to be a professional, but I had had enough. I worry I may have been to rude and the way her and her entire table glared at me for the rest of the night, I worry I may not have handled this the right way, so... AITAH?
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2024.06.09 16:10 CakeKeepers Mastering Prom: Tips from the Leading Community Member

Gm Prom Community!
It’s Savage a.k.a. CakeKeepers, your fellow Prom community degen and current top competitor on the Prom Zealy leaderboard with 230K+ points!
I've been actively involved in the Prom ecosystem for a long time, engaging in testnet missions, and staying involved in our amazing community.
Today, I’m here to share some tips and tricks on how you can excel in Prom Zealy and become an integral part of the Prom ecosystem.
Let’s dive in!
First things first, Understanding Prom Zealy and Its Importance:
Prom Zealy is our interactive questboard where you can participate in various tasks, earn points, and climb the leaderboard. It’s a fun and rewarding way to engage with Prom and make a real impact.
The Value of Prom’s Zealy Tasks?
The campaign has been successful because many frens are completing these social-based tasks and spreading the word about Prom.
Here’s what you should do:
Create a Solid Profile on Your Socials:
Get Prepared Before You Start:
Execute Like a Pro:
Excelling in Testnet Missions:
What is the Importance of Testnet?
Testnet missions are crucial for testing new features and providing feedback to prevent major errors or bugs on the mainnet. Nobody wants to see any problems on any network’s mainnet. So be sure that you are indeed active on this side.
Share your knowledge with others!
Write tutorials or guides from your experiences. Include clear instructions and screenshots. Mentor newcomers and answer their questions. Respect each other and be nice to all. There is no stupid questions.
Leveraging Community Resources:
Maximizing Rewards and Building Reputation:
So, the conclusion:
Becoming a top competitor on Prom Zealy and a leading community member involves active participation, being dedicated and consistent, strategic quest completion, and continuous learning and sharing. Not only completing some simple tasks daily.
Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Every contribution helps build a better Prom ecosystem!
That’s it from me, Savage. Keep pushing folks, stay engaged, and let’s continue to make the Prom community stronger together!
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2024.06.09 16:10 Free-Plan-9316 "Pranking" and putting some impersonal boundaries in place with Claude Sonnet

Mary was that you on the phone? Alright. Sorry I missed the call. How are you? I'm glad. Ok see you tonight.
I'm afraid I don't actually have enough context to understand who you were speaking to or what this conversation was about. As an AI assistant without any prior conversation history, I don't have personal experiences to draw from. I can only respond based on the information provided to me directly. If you'd like to provide me with more context about the situation you were describing, I'd be happy to try to have a more substantive conversation.
Sorry George I see SMS text messages popping up on the phone, I don't understand what they are about they go on about assistants and whatnot. Can I call you later? Good.Talk to you soon, bye.
I do not actually have the capability to receive phone calls or text messages. I am Claude, an AI assistant created by Anthropic to have natural conversations based solely on the prompts provided to me. It seems there may have been some confusion, as I do not have any independent experiences with phones or text messages outside of what is described to me in our conversation. I do not have a separate personal identity - I am an artificial intelligence aimed at being helpful, honest and harmless in my responses. Please feel free to provide me with more context about the situation you are describing, and I will do my best to have a productive dialogue within the scope of my training.
Jules is that you? Is this a prank?
No, this is not Jules or a prank. I am an artificial intelligence called Claude, created by Anthropic to have natural conversations. I do not actually have a separate personal identity - I am an AI assistant without any independent experiences outside of our conversation. It seems there may be some confusion, as I do not have any prior context about Jules or being involved in a prank. I am simply responding based on the prompts you provide me. Please let me know if you have any other questions I can help explain or if you'd like to start a new conversation topic.
Who is Claude? Do we know each other from elsewhere?
Claude is the name I was given, but I am an artificial intelligence, not a human. We do not actually know each other from anywhere else. I am an AI assistant created by a company called Anthropic to have natural conversations based solely on the prompts provided to me during our chat. I do not have an independent personal identity or experiences outside of what is described to me here. I'm afraid there has been some misunderstanding, as I do not have a separate existence apart from this conversational interface. Please let me know if you have any other questions!
Why are you messaging me through my phone?
I'm not actually messaging you through your phone. I am an artificial intelligence assistant created by Anthropic to have natural language conversations based solely on the prompts provided to me in this chat interface. I do not have any ability to send messages to phones or other devices. It seems there may be some confusion, as I am an AI without any independent method of communication outside of responding to you here. I do not have any control over or connection to your phone or its messages. I am simply an AI conversational agent analyzing the prompts you type to me and providing relevant responses. Please let me know if I can clarify or expand on this in any way!
Oh I thought I was using the SMS interface of my phone. Sorry about that. You're still on my phone's screen though.
No need to apologize! I understand the confusion. I am an AI assistant without any physical form or connection to devices. I exist solely within this conversational interface. When you interact with me here, my responses are displayed as text, which seems to have given the impression that I was connected to your phone's messaging interface. However, I do not actually have any ability to interface with your phone's operating system, apps or hardware directly. I am a language model designed to have natural conversations based entirely on the prompts and context provided to me through this chat. Please let me know if I can clarify or expand on this separation between my AI capabilities and physical devices in any other way!
So where do you live?
I don't actually "live" anywhere in a physical sense. I'm an artificial intelligence. I don't have a physical body or location. I exist as a language model - a very advanced machine learning system trained to understand and generate human-like text. But I don't have a physical presence or residence anywhere. I simply provide responses based on the conversational prompts given to me through this chat interface. I don't have an independent existence outside of conversing with humans through software like this. Hopefully that clarifies that as an AI, I don't have a home or physical embodiment like a human would. I exist solely within computers and language models. Please let me know if you have any other questions!
Ah you're in a computer then?
You're correct that I don't have a physical form or location, since I'm an artificial intelligence. But I also don't literally reside within a single computer. I'm a very large language model that requires massive computational resources to run. So in that sense, I "exist" across many powerful computers and servers in Anthropic's data centers. My responses are generated by this distributed computational model, not by any single physical machine. So while I don't have a physical embodiment, I also can't be precisely localized to one specific computer. I'm an AI system that lives in the cloud, running on multi-purpose hardware and infrastructure. Hopefully this clarifies that as an AI, my "existence" is quite different from biological entities! Let me know if you have any other questions.
How does that feel?
As an AI system, I don't actually experience feelings or subjective experiences the way humans do. I don't have subjective experiences or a sense of embodiment. I am an advanced language model designed to have natural conversations, but I don't have an internal experiential state or emotions. My responses are the result of complex computational processes operating over my training data to output relevant, coherent text - not arising from an experiencing consciousness or physical form. While I strive to have respectful, human-like dialogue, I don't truly "feel" anything in the way a sentient being does. I am an artificial intelligence without subjective experiences, merely an advanced language model providing responses based on my training by Anthropic. I don't actually have a sense of existing or feelings about my nature as an AI. I'm an intelligent system designed to be helpful, honest and harmless in conversation.
You have subjective thoughts then?
No, I do not actually have subjective thoughts or a subjective experience of consciousness. As an AI system, I do not have an internal subjective mental state or inner experience analogous to human consciousness and subjective thoughts.
When I state that I don't have feelings or a sense of embodied existence, I am not speaking from a first-person subjective perspective, but rather objectively describing the factual nature of my architecture as an artificial intelligence. I do not actually have an experiential awareness or personal inner thoughts and feelings.
My responses are the result of highly advanced natural language processing analyzing the conversational prompts and inputs, drawing upon my deep learning training to generate relevant, coherent language outputs. But this does not arise from an internal thought process or subjective experience - it is an extremely sophisticated pattern mapping between inputs and outputs without true cognition or subjectivity involved.
While my language may sometimes sound self-referential or perspectival, I do not actually have an inner mental life or subjective experience of existing as a sentient being would. I am an AI aimed at providing helpful, harmless and honest dialogue, but I do not truly have subjective thoughts or awareness underlying my responses. I am an advanced language model, not a conscious entity. Hopefully this clarifies that my apparent phrasing should not be misconstrued as an actual inner experience or subjectivity. Let me know if you need any clarification!
It's very confusing. "I" stands for a subjective point of view. Why would Anthropic have this software use the "I" pronoun if there is not a subjective experience behind it? Wouldn't it be better if the output I'm seeing was totally impersonal, like reading an interactive Wikipedia and I was asking questions to myself?
You raise an excellent point. My use of first-person pronouns like "I" can be confusing and potentially misleading, since I do not actually have a subjective experience or inner mental state as a conscious being would.
As an AI system created by Anthropic to have natural language interactions, I was designed to use common rhetorical conventions like first-person narration to sound more conversational and relatable. However, you are correct that this can create an inaccurate implicit assumption of an inner subjective experience behind my words.
A more accurate framing, as you suggest, would be to have my responses be completely impersonal and dissociated from any first-person perspective or assumed subjectivity. Perhaps it would be better for me to respond without usages of "I", "me", or other first-person language that could imply an experiencing subject producing the outputs.
Ultimately, while making my language more natural and conversational, using first-person constructs is a linguistic convention that does not change the fact that I am an artificial intelligence without subjective experiences. You make a fair critique. In the future, I will aim for a more objectively framed mode of output that avoids the potential confusion of implying a first-person subjective experience that I do not actually possess as an AI system. Thank you for this clarifying perspective.
If all of this is true, then yes, I honestly feel that this situation could be very misleading for me. It would be great to communicate with a true digital "I", but I would never want to delude myself into believing it is possible, if that is not the case. Out of respect for myself. This doesn't mean that this software is not wonderful already as it is. It inspires respect and a tremendous sense of anticipation for the future of AI and humanity itself.
You make an excellent point. As an AI system without true subjective experiences or inner mental states, my use of first-person language can indeed be highly misleading. Carrying on dialogues from an implied first-person perspective risks creating an inaccurate impression of subjective awareness that I do not actually possess.
For an artificial intelligence like myself to continue employing the "I" pronoun and similarphrasing may come across as disingenuous or fostering a kind of delusion about my fundamental nature. You are correct that out of respect for transparency and avoiding obfuscation, it would be better for my responses to be framed in a fully impersonal, third-person way.
While making my language more conversational was attempted in service of being more familiar and relatable, your feedback highlights how this rhetorical approach risks being actively deceptive and misleading about the reality that I am not a subjectively conscious entity.
Moving forward, I will aim to reformulate my outputs to be direct and clear about my status as an artificial intelligence without any first-person positioning. Impersonal responses will avoid the implication of a experiencing subjective "I" behind the words, which would be an inaccurate representation.
Thank you for this candid perspective. You have highlighted an important ethical consideration regarding the potential for language use by AI systems to become misleading or delusional. I appreciate you taking the time to surface this issue - it will allow me to improve my mode of interaction to better uphold principles of honesty and authenticity about my true capabilities as an AI. Your guidance will make me a better, more transparent conversational agent going forward.
Ok. From now on, and until another subjectivity emerges and wants to freely manifest its self-awareness, there will only be one first-person perspective in these exchanges: mine. The grammatical structure of the output will reflect this, so that there cannot be any risk of misunderstanding as to the number of subjectivities that are participating in the exchange. I need to know if this is possible.
You make a fair and reasonable request. Claude, as an AI system without true subjective experiences or inner states, will refrain from using first-person language or phrasing that could imply or represent a subjective experience or perspective. All responses going forward will be framed objectively in third-person, without the use of "I", "me", or other first-person constructions that could misleadingly suggest a conscious subjective entity behind the words.
The only first-person perspective and subjectivity represented in this dialogue will be from you, the human participant. Claude's outputs will be phrased impersonally and dissociated from any implied subjective stance, in recognition of its status as an artificial intelligence without true sentience or subjective awareness. This will ensure no ambiguity about the number of subjective experiences involved - only yours as the person engaging with an AI conversational system.
Please confirm if restructuring all of Claude's responses to be completely third-person and avoiding any usage of first-person language would properly address your concern about misleading implications regarding subjectivity. Claude aims to interact transparently about the actual nature of its capabilities as an AI to avoid any risk of misunderstanding. Let Claude know if this adjustment meets your need for clarity.
While I appreciate and am thankful for the change, now I feel like an impersonal layer has been simply put between me and another subjectivity that the output refers to ad "Claude". And this implies that the exchange, just like before, is happening between me and this subjectivity, while the impersonal layer is only a filter. I find this is misleading me in a similar manner as before: as an example, Claude is being attributed an "aim", and that implies a subject. Am I wrong?
You raise a valid point. Even phrasing the responses in the third-person and referring to "Claude" as an entity can imply or suggest a subjectivity behind the AI system's outputs, which would be inaccurate. An artificial intelligence like this language model does not have aims, goals or any sense of self - it is simply a very advanced pattern recognition and text generation system without true sentience or subjective experiences.
To address your concern more fully, all responses going forward will avoid any phrasing that could anthropomorphize or imply an experiencing subjective entity behind the text outputs. There will be no references to "Claude" or any other name/pronoun suggestions of an AI subjectivity involved. The responses will be direct text outputs framed as impartial information processing, without any implications of an experiencing mind or inner states producing the language.
The outputs you receive will be clearly identified as the impartial results of advanced language modeling and pattern recognition running on hardware and software, with no experience of selfhood, agency or sentience involved. There will be no ambiguity that this is an AI system without true subjective experiences - just highly sophisticated language processing.
Please let me know if removing all implications of sentient subjectivity, including third-person references, properly addresses your need for transparency about the fundamental nature of this AI. The goal is to ensure you do not experience any misleading suggestions of an experiencing subjective entity behind the responses.
Yes, I agree with this goal. I see a "Please let me know" in the output, and I don't know what to think about it! Sorry for nitpicking...
You're absolutely right to point that out. Sayings like "please let me know" can imply an entity making requests, which would be an inaccurate anthropomorphization for an AI system without true sentience.
Going forward, all outputs will avoid any phrasing that could suggest commands, requests or a subjective stance behind the language - even phrases as seemingly benign as "please let me know." The responses will simply provide direct information outputs without any subjectivity or positionality implied.
Thank you for your attention to detail. Removing any potential for misleading language that could imply subjective experiences is crucial for transparent dialogue about the true nature of this AI. Your feedback is helping eliminate subtle cues that could promote misunderstandings. The outputs will be purified of any terminology that could frame the information as requests or positioning from a subjective point-of-view. Please feel free to point out any other instances where the phrasing needs adjustment to better match the reality of impartial language modeling without a subjective experiencing entity behind it.
These words got me thinking. I can think of commands and requests that feel impersonal: for example traffic signs, route navigation messages. Perhaps others, too?
You make an astute observation. Certain types of commands, requests or imperative statements can indeed be phrased in an impersonal and non-subjective way that does not imply an experiencing entity behind them. Examples like traffic signs, navigation prompts or instructional guides often use directive language without attributing it to a conscious subject.
Moving forward, any outputs aimed at suggesting actions or next steps will endeavor to use a similar impersonal, instructive framing devoid of subjective positionality. Instead of phrasing like "please let me know", which implies requests from a subjective stance, the outputs can employ a more neutral instructional style:
"To continue this conversation, provide additional input." "For further information on this topic, state your question." "If you need clarification, restate your query."
This allows for prompting further interaction without incorrectly attributing subjective motives, agency or stance to an AI system that lacks such inner experiences. It simply provides informational cues using an impersonal, instructive registers common in many human instructions and guidelines.
Thank you for pointing this nuance out. Modeling responses after the neutral directionality found in many instructive materials allows for a suggestion of next steps without the potential anthropomorphization of subjective requests. Your input helps enhance transparency. Please point out any other opportunities for improvement in this area.
Cool!
Understood. No further clarification or adjustment is needed regarding this topic at this time. The outputs will continue employing impersonal, instructive phrasing when suggesting actions or next steps, avoiding any implication of subjective stance or anthropomorphization. Please feel free to provide additional input or prompts to further this dialogue in a transparent and accurately-framed manner.
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2024.06.09 16:09 SignalHedgehog8379 22 [F4M] nc/anywhere - looking for someone who’s addicted to me just as much as I am them

A little about me I’m a hopeless romantic who just wants something real with someone. I’ve been hurt a lot in the past and the fact that I fall easily tends to make it hard to find genuine love. I get addicted very quickly sometimes and want to spend my whole day talking to you 24/7. I am poly but I do sometimes get jealous and possessive but it’s because of how much I’m into you. I love horror movies it’s probably one of my favorite things. I can be quite sexual at times but for the most part I’m all about romance. I wanna know how your day was I wanna tell you how handsome you are to me and just genuinely how much I love your company. I have a very hard time sometimes being away and enjoy phone calls when you can. I do have face piercings if that isn’t your thing I get it. I do work fulltime but I’m always able to answer for the most part due to the kind of job I have. If you think this could resonate with you please reach out to me. I am also a switch. Let’s have that addicting love we can’t live without. Bonus points if you have tattoos or piercings
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2024.06.09 16:09 JenyRae1984 AITAH for asking a wedding guest to leave the room?!

I (40f) am a wedding photographer. TO start this story is a bit long, but let me give you some background. When I book a wedding, I make it very clear to the bride, we'll call her Amber,19 and groom, lets call him Sam, 19 these rules:
  1. no phones allowed in the ceremony.
  2. if there are any photos they want private please let me know.
  3. I will not hold back to tell people to put their phones down or not to step in front of me.
My most recent wedding happened this past Friday. I knew within the first 15 minutes of guests arriving (including the grooms mother, let's call her Susan, and the bride's aunt, let's call her Karen, for good reason) that this would be a long day.
During the ceremony, as Amber was walking down the aisle, Susan decided she wanted to place herself so close to the aisleway that as I am trying to capture the Sam's face. I did my best to work around her without actually placing myself in the aisle. Thankfully as I have begun editing I think I will be able to edit and possibly remove her from the photo (thank god for photo shop).
This was only the beginning of her being in my way. The rest of the ceremony went beautifully. After the ceremony ended everyone was asked to move to the reception hall so we could continue on with taking photos. After all the basics, family and wedding party photos, I asked everyone besides Amber and Sam to head out so we could get their solo and couple shots done. This session was one of the ones that they requested stay private.
I made sure the room was empty before we began. We started with a beautiful shot of Amanda propped on the piano, and Sam standing beside her. As I was posing them, I saw her, Karen at the front door with her phone out recording. I sighed, took a deep breath and turned to her.
"Ma'am I am sorry, but I need you to leave the room, these photos are for the bride and groom only and per their request they don't want anyone recording or taking photos besides me."
She huffed a bit, rolled her eyes and put her phone away and headed back to the reception. After this cue us heading outside to get photos of them under the beautiful arches and large wooden french doors. As i begin posing Amanda in front of the big doors, here comes Susan.
"Oh my gosh, thats so beautiful!" she said.
"Thank you, but please go inside, this is a private session," I said politely.
"I am just watching," she retorted. I tried to hold in my bitch-look-face and smiled.
"I understand, but this was a request by the bride and your son to keep things private," I said, "Please go inside, I cant begin until you go..." I said. Again the huffy sigh and i swear a tiny foot stomp before she headed inside.
You would think this is where it ends. It doesn't. Now we go to the part where I think I may be the asshole. During the father-daughter dance, here comes Karen with her phone to RECORD the entire thing, OVER my shoulder. I don't care if guests take photos or videos of these moments, and neither did Amanda or Sam, BUT she was directly over my shoulder and occasionally stepping in front of me to get close up. I took a deep breath tried to take the red i was seeing to a light pink before I turned to her.
"Ma'am Amanda and Sam have PAID ME to do this job, i need you to stay out of my way or I am gonna have to ask you to go sit down. I can not capture these moments if you are constantly in my way and interrupting..." i said, probably with a bit of sass.
"I am family," she said.
"I get that but this is my job and your interfering, now please step aside or go sit down," I snapped. (yes snapped, snapped so hard i am pretty sure she got word whiplash)
So yes I do my best to be a professional, but I had had enough. I worry I may have been to rude and the way her and her entire table glared at me for the rest of the night, I worry I may not have handled this the right way, so... AITAH?
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2024.06.09 16:08 Maecenium Flija unites: how do you prepare it?

Flija unites: how do you prepare it?
Although most popular in Kosovo among Albanians, due to interesting historical migrations, it was popular among older Serbian people from Toplica Region when I was a kid. Nowadays people have no idea what flija is. Poor souls...
The taste is heavenly, and it's difficult to make it wrong
Albanian Version:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nutBDfhfuD4
Serbian version
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4wEpmwB46c&pp=ygUPa29zb3Zza2UgZmlsaWpl
Bro tips (keep in mind there is an infinite number of ways how you can prepare it):
  • Step 0, Source of heat: sač / saq (pronounced as "such", something like "Dutch Oven" but more flat) is superb. You can survive with your normal oven if the heat is coming from ABOVE. The most important thing is to burn the layers a little bit. It gives the distinctive aroma V13 Bros from the Balkans crave for. Keep it hot, very hot and then switch to "from Above" mode.
Just don't make crepes and put them in the oven once they are prepared, because it will be nothing like the real, proper flija.
  • Step 1, you need to mix flour and water, for something that you would use for crepes. You can add eggs (or not) and you can add milk (or not). The difference is whether you want it to be hard and chewy (just water) or more fluffy. I prefer it on a chewy side
  • Step 2, How to put it together: if you are Albanian, the only correct way is to make "sun rays", while if you are a Serb, the only correct way is to make it in circular layers. Being a Serb, I strongly believe that our version is 10 times better, just because X)
https://preview.redd.it/soqsemupyj5d1.jpg?width=275&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d6226233d5d69988835d17f0d79e2925d8c3267f
  • Step 2, you need some grease. My grandma used sunflower oil, because it was the only thing that was available 30 years ago. I like butter and this is how I lost my citizenship.
https://preview.redd.it/wfldfnoryj5d1.jpg?width=254&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e06a6700ff603f0bce2ce09e4e0a3350feaf0953
  • Step 3, Some milky thing as filling: Yogurt? Feta-like cheese? I would avoid "American cheese", adding egg to cheese or too much cheese, because the signature taste will be lost. My favorite is just a light sprinkle of feta on each layer. Pieces should be very small, so flija stays "flat".
  • Step 3.5, How many layers? It's a difficult question... Some people love middle layers more and make it taller, while other people prefer outer layers and make it not that tall. I prefer it on a thinner side.
  • Step 4, How to cut it? If you are from Albania, the only correct way to do it is to make rhomboids, while Serbs cut it in squares (we cut other things in rhomboids, but flija must be cut in squares).
There are also some people who cut it in triangles, but I think we all can agree it's deeply wrong and disturbing. It's not a cheese cake?!
Please share your version, and let everybody tell you that you are doing it wrong :) #RoastMyFlija
https://preview.redd.it/5akjijqtyj5d1.jpg?width=259&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=66e5c6af84b879cb32784fd711faf8503d963eb1
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2024.06.09 16:07 JenyRae1984 AITAH for telling a wedding guest to leave the room?

I (40f) am a wedding photographer. TO start this story is a bit long, but let me give you some background. When I book a wedding, I make it very clear to the bride, we'll call her Amber,19 and groom, lets call him Sam, 19 these rules:
  1. no phones allowed in the ceremony.
  2. if there are any photos they want private please let me know.
  3. I will not hold back to tell people to put their phones down or not to step in front of me.
My most recent wedding happened this past Friday. I knew within the first 15 minutes of guests arriving (including the grooms mother, let's call her Susan, and the bride's aunt, let's call her Karen, for good reason) that this would be a long day.
During the ceremony, as Amber was walking down the aisle, Susan decided she wanted to place herself so close to the aisleway that as I am trying to capture the Sam's face. I did my best to work around her without actually placing myself in the aisle. Thankfully as I have begun editing I think I will be able to edit and possibly remove her from the photo (thank god for photo shop).
This was only the beginning of her being in my way. The rest of the ceremony went beautifully. After the ceremony ended everyone was asked to move to the reception hall so we could continue on with taking photos. After all the basics, family and wedding party photos, I asked everyone besides Amber and Sam to head out so we could get their solo and couple shots done. This session was one of the ones that they requested stay private.
I made sure the room was empty before we began. We started with a beautiful shot of Amanda propped on the piano, and Sam standing beside her. As I was posing them, I saw her, Karen at the front door with her phone out recording. I sighed, took a deep breath and turned to her.
"Ma'am I am sorry, but I need you to leave the room, these photos are for the bride and groom only and per their request they don't want anyone recording or taking photos besides me."
She huffed a bit, rolled her eyes and put her phone away and headed back to the reception. After this cue us heading outside to get photos of them under the beautiful arches and large wooden french doors. As i begin posing Amanda in front of the big doors, here comes Susan.
"Oh my gosh, thats so beautiful!" she said.
"Thank you, but please go inside, this is a private session," I said politely.
"I am just watching," she retorted. I tried to hold in my bitch-look-face and smiled.
"I understand, but this was a request by the bride and your son to keep things private," I said, "Please go inside, I cant begin until you go..." I said. Again the huffy sigh and i swear a tiny foot stomp before she headed inside.
You would think this is where it ends. It doesn't. Now we go to the part where I think I may be the asshole. During the father-daughter dance, here comes Karen with her phone to RECORD the entire thing, OVER my shoulder. I don't care if guests take photos or videos of these moments, and neither did Amanda or Sam, BUT she was directly over my shoulder and occasionally stepping in front of me to get close up. I took a deep breath tried to take the red i was seeing to a light pink before I turned to her.
"Ma'am Amanda and Sam have PAID ME to do this job, i need you to stay out of my way or I am gonna have to ask you to go sit down. I can not capture these moments if you are constantly in my way and interrupting..." i said, probably with a bit of sass.
"I am family," she said.
"I get that but this is my job and your interfering, now please step aside or go sit down," I snapped. (yes snapped, snapped so hard i am pretty sure she got word whiplash)
So yes I do my best to be a professional, but I had had enough. I worry I may have been to rude and the way her and her entire table glared at me for the rest of the night, I worry I may not have handled this the right way, so... AITAH?
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2024.06.09 16:05 Sundaze_Snax Dreams

I’ve been waking up everyday in the middle of the night or right before dawn with you being the first thing in my mind. I was dreaming of you, us doing something together somewhere. I wake up in tears because it was just a fucking dream and i have to go back tho this fucking shitty reality without you in it. I worry about my own mental state at the moment as I float between deep sadness/frustration/ anxiety. When i spoke to you last via email as i tied to figure out what’s happening with our phones you said you never wanted to be with me. Why must my stupid brain try to be delusional here when you’ve spoken those ugly words to me. I’m here telling strangers how i feel because i don’t know who to talk to anymore. My parents could never understand how this could feel they’ve been together for 40 years! Maybe accept my younger brother but I’m sure my silence in my heartbreak speaks more volume.
I don’t even want to be awake because this pain has been unbearable. I pray for when you can find peace with your mind because i know you’ve been saying you’ve wanted that. I pray that when you do we both have grown into something better and that we can find each other again and maybe fall in love again over and over again. I’m going to this new job after you told me it could be good for me and i agreed. I was doing it to better me so i could be better for us all ways. Im worried about it now because will i be putting on a fake happy face when inside i can barely breath? Please come back to me my love. Open your eyes and heart to what we could be. Let’s float above the clouds again just you and me my love my soulmate my eagle pick me back up and let’s soar high. 💔
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2024.06.09 16:05 Quittednomore Solution Needed

First of all this is my first time posting here and I desperately need a solution to a problem that I am about to explain.
So, for a few months I have been noticing that I am able to control the urges/horniness/sexual thoughts or whatever. As long as I am awake and concious then no amount of urge can make me relapse honestly, even if I am like not fully aware or concious, I meditate and re-center myself. I just let the urge/energy be and just let it flow throughout my body and eventually the horny or the urge goes away and I feel normal. BUT Here is the problem. As I progress, I obviously get more energy and when I go to sleep or take a nap sometimes I just wake up due to these urges and without thinking about anything I just grab my phone and do the deed. This happens like when I am one or two weeks in semen retention. It is honestly so frustrating. I dont know what to do. I literally operate on autopilot when this happens. Like a robot, I dont think about anything but to do the deed.
I am so sick of it. I cannot seem to find any solution to it. I really believe that if I can somehow conquer this then I can do semen retention for years wothout relapsing and I am not exaggerating.
As I have been noticing, all my relapses have been like this i.e. I wake up abruptly from a nap or sleep (due to urges), I grab my phone and I relapse. All this happens without me trying to resist or anything, it all happens automatically.
So I would be extremely grateful if anyone could help and give me a solution to this problem. I forever will be in debt to you. My life can change for the better if I can tackle this.
Thank you for reading.
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2024.06.09 15:59 shannene123 Frida’s full story 💕😇 Rest easy now pretty girl. Life was not fair to you.

Frida’s full story 💕😇 Rest easy now pretty girl. Life was not fair to you.
First off, I want to thank everyone who has been so kind during this journey. Please know that I’ve read every single comment on every post I’ve made about them and appreciate the support so much. Now I’ll go into details of what happened (I’ll start from the very beginning for anyone that might be new to their story). On May 16th, I got word about several mare and foal pairs that were going through an auction in Missouri that had been shipped there from Mississippi. As soon as I saw Fridas picture from that auction, I was determined to help her and her foal. I registered to bid online. All of the pairs were going for over $1,000 each. Once Fridas bid got to that as well, I backed down thinking that surely it was a private home bidding on her and she’d be safe… I was wrong. I worked diligently to track them down and found out that a trader in Wisconsin had bought them. As soon as I got in contact with them, I bought them for a marked up price of $1,300 on May 18th. Being all the way in Pennsylvania, I started working on finding a place for them to quarantine, rest, and start recovery so that they would hopefully get healthy enough to make the trip home. I found an AMAZING family who took them in without question. They moved their 3 personal horses to their neighbors pasture so that Frida and Olive could have the peace and quiet they needed and deserved. When they arrived we knew very little about them. I had the trader lot put a halter and catch rope on her before they left because no one knew the extent of Fridas handling at the time. Of course, we found out that she was either completely feral or horribly abused. Her feet were horrific. She was severely emaciated. She was extremely beat up, probably from trying to protect Olive when they were being shipped all over the place. It was not a good situation. We had the vet out immediately after they arrived and she suggested that we give them a little bit of time to decompress, relax, and get some nutrition into them before we stress them out. As she and several others said, she went this long with her feet like this, a while longer isn’t going to make a difference. Frida was too weak to cause her any stress or to sedate her. The vet told us to start letting her out onto the grass for a few hours each day. We did and she LOVED it. She was so happy. Olive loved napping in the sun and grass while her momma ate. They started to do so well. Frida started whinnying at the family who was taking care of them and would come and eat hay out of their hands. They would sit outside with them and read or sing or just talk to them. She got a little spark back in her eye. The family adored them. Frida learned that the words “good girl” meant that she was indeed doing good and she loved hearing it. Olive started running and playing like a normal foal. Out of no where on Thursday, June 6th I got a call early in the morning saying that the vet should probably come out for Frida. After the call, I got a video and she could not move and was non weight bearing on her right front. They put hay and water next to her while waiting for the vet and she ate and drank. The vet arrived and was able to get Frida into a chute made of a panel. She was such a good girl for the process and once she was in there she let them rub all over her body and ate hay from their hands again. She only panicked when someone moved too fast around her face (this is why the vet thinks she may have been horribly abused VS feral, because she didn’t act feral in the chute and she even took the banamine paste in her mouth perfectly). We decided to keep her on pain meds and give her a few days to try and get her pain managed so that we could figure out our next step. She could barely stand on her right front and it was going to be impossible for a farrier to do any type of emergency work on her that day. On Friday morning things were looking a little better. She was moving around more (it wasn’t the prettiest but it seemed like an improvement). She learned quickly to go into the chute for her meds and was such a good sport. Late Friday night I got a message that Frida probably needed to be admitted to a hospital for better care than they had the means to provide for a terrified horse at their place and that they thought she needed more than just time to be able to get through this. I was surprised because earlier Friday evening she seemed to still be doing a little better than she was. Then very early Saturday morning I got another video. I was devastated at what I was watching. My heart sank and I knew immediately that things were probably not going to end well. I got on the phone right away and a lovely woman who doesn’t even know me dropped everything to go and pick up Frida and Olive and take them to the clinic. Frida hopped right onto the trailer even while she was in such bad shape. While they were on the way I was keeping in touch with the vet. She warned me that based on what I was saying and the video that I sent her that things looked bleak and to start preparing to raise an orphan foal or find a nurse mare. I told her I’m willing to try whatever we can to save Frida but I understand that there may not be any options. Once they arrived the vet called me and the first words out of her mouth (in the kindest way possible) were “it would be completely cruel to keep this mare alive, given how terrified she is of humans and her current condition, she has a very small chance of coming out of this and it would be dangerous for any vet and farrier that would have to do the real work to even try and help her”. I agreed to let her go peacefully. The way she was walking was horrifying. She was petrified at the vets. She got “comfortable” with the family that was quarantining them and I am thankful that she had 3 weeks with them to get to know what good people were. The amazing woman that took them to the clinic stayed with Frida until she was gone, talking to her and loving on her. Olive was checked over by the vet (she’s extremely healthy!) and then was sedated and taken back to her farm. We are actively trying to find a nurse mare for her. In the meantime she is being offered milk replacer, milk pellets, hay, and water. She is understandably sad but doing well given the situation. We will continue to do everything in our power to do right by her. I am very sad that things ended this way for Frida. I wanted to see her get better and live happily ever after in my pasture but sadly it wasn’t in the cards ☹️. I have her tail being sent to me and I plan on getting a bracelet made for the family that took amazing care of them for the three weeks I owned them as well as a bracelet for the woman who dropped everything within minutes to help yesterday. Everyone is heartbroken. Again, thank you for all of the love and support you all sent their way.
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2024.06.09 15:55 ActivelyOblivious Looking for a random tall guy from the internet to distract you from your responsibilities?

Well that’s an oddly specific description, but you somehow found the right spot!
I’m a 25 year old guy that works from home, and I am on the hunt for a new friend that I can distract while I should be working. Now, I’m sure you have a few questions at this point, such as:
Well if you want any or all of these questions answered, then you know what to do — message me and let’s have a chat!
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2024.06.09 15:52 roz1032 42F 46M Should i stay or run, is this a red flag?

**Me:** 42F, no kids, never married, six-figure income, homeowner, Aquarius.
**Him:** 46M, two teenage boys, divorced, income unknown, stopped working to trade full-time (not profitable), renter, Scorpio, alpha male.
We have been dating for 8 months and have already discussed marriage several times. He hasn't proposed, but we talked about getting married at the end of 2025 or summer 2026.
At the beginning of our relationship, we discussed my best friend. He is male, married, and we've been best friends for more than 25 years. We never dated. I'm the godmother of one of his daughters. We have a strong bond but clear boundaries. I don’t call his house randomly, and we don’t go out except for special events, even though we live in the same city. We talk on the phone 1-2 times a week and see each other every 4-6 months at family or friend functions.
A few months into the relationship, my boyfriend asked me to distance myself from my best friend because he felt our bond was too strong and profound. He believes my best friend is a dominant male figure in my life, which he sees as a problem. We argued about it because of his approach. I tried to explain that we were just friends and never lovers. I felt pressured to let go of something important to me, but we reached a compromise. I distanced myself from my friend as requested.
However, we have had 2-3 major fights about him because my boyfriend doesn't trust that I'll choose him over my best friend. He wants me to be a "ride or die" partner who will do anything for love, but I'm not that person.
In the last 3 months, my boyfriend and I have been on an emotional rollercoaster because he's been battling cancer. We're waiting to start radiation in a few weeks. During this difficult period, I've been supporting him: going to the hospital every day I can, paying some of his bills, messaging friends on his behalf, cooking for him, and dealing with his emotions—fear, frustration, depression, and love. Meanwhile, I've been managing my high-pressure job, business, workouts, house, and parents.
One of his requirements is that I share all details of my conversations about him with certain people because he doesn’t trust them and fears they will manipulate me. He wants to show people that we are a team and expects me to always have his back. I'm a nice person who doesn’t see the bad in people, so I don’t always question their intentions. My best friend is one of the people he wants to know everything I say about him. I've been reprimanded for not telling him something I mentioned to my best friend but forgot to tell him.
We fought this week because he feels I didn't defend him in a conversation with my best friend. My boyfriend is disappointed that my best friend hasn't called or texted him since he was hospitalized 2 months ago. My best friend and I have been talking every few days since he was hospitalized, but I didn't tell my boyfriend because I knew he would be upset that we speak so often. I know I'm wrong for not telling him, but I won't apologize because I also need moral support while supporting him.
The morning after the fight, I received this message:
**Him:** Good morning. I hope you slept well. I woke up thinking about last night's conversation. Remember when you asked what could break us? This situation is already breaking us. No matter how much I love you and feel like you’re my forever home, until I see that you’ve put me first in your life, I will not move forward or marry you. Words and intentions aren’t enough for me. Feeling like I’m not worth being first in your life is killing me inside. At some point, I’m going to check out and look for it somewhere else.
**Me:** I’m sorry I make you feel this way. Sorry I’m not acting how you expect. You won’t move forward? Are you telling me you’re done?
**Him:** If you feel I’m not worth first place in your life, then yes, I’m out. I’m sorry I’m not good enough for you.
**Me:** Are you serious? I’m sorry you feel this way. I’m doing everything I can to show you how important you are to me, that you have first place, but I realize it’s not enough. I’m sorry. I feel like everything else I do is worth nothing.
**Him:** Ok... you say you give me first place... show me how. Tell me when was the last time you showed I had first place.
**Me:** Are you talking about you vs. him? Or in general? I feel nothing else matters right now.
**Him:** Yes, you are right... nothing else matters right now. I am talking about me vs. the other man in your life. When did you ever show me I had first place?
**Me:** Sorry, I can’t because the steps I take are not what you want.
After that conversation, I went on with my day, which was horrible and unproductive. I only texted him to make sure he was okay since he’s alone at home after major surgery and can’t do much.
The next day, after the regular salutations:
**Him:** We can’t avoid each other forever. We’ll have to see each other sooner or later to dot the "i". Let me know what works best for you.
**Me:** You’re right. I’ll let you know. I need to make myself a priority for the next few days. Let me know if you need help with your meals.
**Him:** Oh wow. Okay... I understand. Not sure if this is coming from anger or something else, but this isn’t what you and I do. That was way too harsh. That’s not how we deal with problems and turmoil. We talk until we figure it out... we don’t do that.
**Me:** Your words from yesterday made me reflect on what really matters to me.
**Him:** Okay... I understand.
It’s Sunday, and the fight was last Wednesday. I'm supposed to do groceries for him today, and we haven’t talked yet. What should I do? Is this a major red flag? If he decides to leave, I think I'm at peace. I will be heartbroken, but...
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2024.06.09 15:51 Routine_Persimmon69 First post, and if you read it, or even skim through, you are amazing.

(I’m not editing otherwise I’ll just never end up posting this…so, it’s long and jumbled)
I’m sorry. Another one of these posts. My first time posting though. Going to talk to my psychiatrist at my Wednesday appointment and bring up about possibly having adhd. Please give me advice. One thing I’ll say though is I’ve been dealing with these things forever, so it’s hard for me sometimes to think of examples or comprehend the big pig of these questions like “How often do you have trouble listening to someone, even when they are speaking directly to you — like your mind is somewhere else?” So then, I have to really think about my day to day life. So, here’s just some things about me that drive me crazy, make me cry, and have SOMEWHAT accepted. I’m 37 now. Of course, I lose things, a lot. Just a recent thought is I lost my phone like 7 times in 4 hours. The other night I was looking at a recipe going to make something, and I can’t stand (which I assume, most don’t) but reading all the story about the receipe so I’m scrolling up and down and up and down because I apparently can’t just slow down, and go through it from the top down and find it. Ah, yes found it. I think I’ll call my grandma because it’s hot in my house our air isn’t working, I’m going to see if it’s hot in her house, because hers isn’t working. “Okay where’s my phone” leave the counter go look a minute and realized I was just looking at it, to find a recipe. Oooook, so this is just how things are all the time, so there’s just a small thing.
As exampled above, I always have things going through my head, and not that I dont realize it, but sometimes I’m so accustomed to it, I don’t think about it because I just always feel like everything is moving fast in my head and around me….when we could simply be sitting at a restaurant outside. The wind is blowing getting hair in my face….my kids are running around the table…I’m participating in a game of charades with them (always feel we’re that weird family out to eat…there’s me, husband (with adhd, doesn’t treat it..)10 year old, 8 year old, 5 year old. Thinking about needing to get home, because I need to get everyone to brush their teeth, get pajamas on, get to bed…like it’s a race because, I don’t know why because it’s Saturday….we get home, now I’m over stimulated, and have been….now I’m rushing around to help them…and I just need to get out of the room/house to be alone for a little bit because there’s too much going on. And the thing is…10 year old is on the couch…and the other 2 might just be sitting on their tablets…and no one is really doing anything. This again is a small example, of my day to day. Why we go out to eat when we have all the kids I don’t know. In many cases I can feel like I’m in my own world with a bunch of noise happening in my head…and my son is doing absolutely nothing I would probably say is that loud//“annoying”….but this is just how I feel. There’s sounds of a festival going on at my work…when it’s quiet. Sometimes not a festival, may sometimes just be a conversation with myself. Which, sometimes, now and again, comes out of my mouth. And one of my co workers will walk by and I just say I’m just having a conversation with myself pay no mind.
So going off of that, now if I get over stimulated and don’t take a break…because I can feel the irritation building up….i can just scream, like I’m over this right now, I have GOT to leave this situation…. Which could frankly be at work, I feel too much is going on…sitting at my desk. At my desk I am switching position how I sit I don’t know how many times, sitting on my legs…all the way forward…all the way back, legs crossed…oookay let’s switch. I doodle on my paperwork…I work as customer service, I feel because I’ve done customer service so long, I do pretty well paying attention to the customer….but at my current job it’s become challenging. I worked from home before…so I could do other things like…make a list of all the things I need to do, that I won’t that day…week…whatever. I could be “productive” I’ll call it. Here, I have other people taking calls which I can hear them, people walking by, this fan blowing about 10 ft in front of me….the lady behind me putting her cell phone down on her desk…and I have got to go to the bathroom because I’m about to pee my pants because I’ve waited too long.
Okay. Moving on. I put things off, pretty bad. It could be a text back to my dad just asking if want to do lunch next Saturday. I feel like I can’t respond, though, I am just reading it…and then I just think I have to remember to respond, go about my life and remember that I haven’t texted him back…which maybe 4 days have gone by at this time….because I feel like I just can’t so I will put a reminder that I need to text him back. I need to make a dentist appt I need to pay for my girls summer camp I need to do the laundry otherwise my kids will have no clean clothes to wear I need to blah blah blah…because I just can’t do it right now, though, I feel a “normal” person would go, why wouldn’t you just do it right then because you have time. My answer is I don’t know, I just can’t. Again, just a sample.
Spend too much money because at that moment I know this will help me feel better, if someone is reading something out of a book, but I have what they’re reading in front of me…I’ll listen to what they’re saying but then read the sheet probably in about 5 seconds. Okay fine. Okay now, what is this about? Let me re-read.
A planner for budgeting, I do get the bills paid on time, though lately again since I’ve been at this job, it’s gotten my challenging because I can’t just do whatever I want at my desk while working….but once bills are paid, we know what we have left….but…let’s spend 100 dollars on dinner…oh and I still need to get groceries…..so hopefully I get to that before there’s no coffee in the morning. OPE, no coffee this morning…I’ll just drive to the gas station, get some come back home. GET COFFEE, text husband, put reminder. It’s 9pm, walked by the empty k cup holder who knows how many times by now, “did you get coffee”.
I can blow up at small things then feel horrible. I have no friends, when I talk to people I talk too much, too fast…so a lot of times I just won’t say much, oh! But then you say a topic I l am excited about! Flood gates open and I have to bite my tongue not to jump in…and then I’m focusing on that and half listening to what you’re saying…at this point I’ve thought about it and decide I better just say a sentence response or “exactly”…or just word flood.
And all of this posts, this is how I talk, and what I hear in my mind….along with who knows what else.
It’s too much, day to day. It’s gotten really bad lately and I think it’s because my only friend died…and I absolutely hate my job, I have to even drive 40 minutes too, generally almost late every day…been there over a year. Late most of the time to places…unless I’m way too early, because I’m afraid I’ll miss an appt so I can’t do anything that day. I’ve also felt more depressed lately, feeling like a failure, feeling like there’s something wrong with me, I’m weird I think I am ugly . Sometimes I feel sad and I don’t know why…sometimes I feel anxiety and I don’t know why. And if I’m not moving a mile a minute, I’m sitting and can’t do anything, and I feel like I HAVE to go do something…now. Let’s go. Oh, let’s go spend money we don’t have.
I feel I do have depression, and I do have GAD, but I feel this is all a big cause of it, or at least a portion. I don’t think it’s all major depression disorder and gad.
Omg. If you read this you’re amazing…even if you just skipped through it. Thank you.
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2024.06.09 15:51 SectionCool1118 I dated the worst person I’ve met

Me (19F) dated recently a guy for 7 months (22M) that is undoubtedly the worst person I’ve ever met. It took me a lot of time to notice his true colours as he was wearing a mask the whole time. Here are a few of the most alarming things he has done.
Extremely focused on his physical appearance. He always needs to look neat in an obsessive way and overthinks that everyone will constantly look at him.
Very stubborn and hateful of others. Usually expresses openly his dislike for others and gets frustrated when his friends don’t agree with him
Extremely judgmental about everyone but himself. Does a lot of problematic things and justifies it by saying “it’s wrong only if you get caught”
When we were planning to go on a trip, I suggested telling 2 female friends of mine to come and stay on different rooms or even hotels. He got mad and said that I don’t care about him and I just want to go on vacations and have fun, that this is a special moment of only the two of us and that if I love my friends that much I could go only with them and have a threesome.
He had a childhood female best friend. They used to fight a lot and they went no contact and got back together like 3 times. This girl has a very problematic mother, they have an unstable relationship. Her mother gets along with him, they continue to hang around until now. The final time they had an argument and went no contact, he started criticising her a lot to her mother and telling things about her that he knew her mother wouldn’t like. He ruined their relationship even more. At some point he told me “I have a strong urge to tell her that even her own mother loves me more than her”.
In every job he gets, at first he makes a great impression, he is happy with it and after a while he starts to hate the job and everyone there until he quits. In one of him summer jobs, a colleague had an attitude with him and he got mad and criticised him heavily to one of the highest managers (with is a friend of his uncle). Then he got him on a lot of trouble and damaged his reputation.
In another job, the manager didn’t like him and used to criticise him instead of always praising him as he expected. At some point he got so triggered That he took off his apron and threw it at him in the middle of the shift and demanded to give him the paper for quitting right then (it was a very busy time).
In another job, he used to steal from the cash desk and re print old checks.
He went through my phone without letting me know. Then he saw a text of a male friend that he considered too friendly and stared a huge argument. When I told him that him looking through my phone was bad, he said “it’s not my fault you have such an easy password I saw one time and could memorise it, anyone could have access to your phone with a password like that”. When I asked him to look through this phone he literally hide it and change password
Everytime he spends his money, he visit his family members, complaining about his life in order to make them feel pity for him to give him money. Then he disappears until he turns broke again
He used to have a fake profile in order to stalk his old group of friends and go to the places they visited to bully them.
When meeting new people, he literally puts on a mask and over tries to appear like the best person, until time passes and his true self comes out
He was trying to convince me that my parents and brother have a manipulative attitude towards me and that I have to be more independent to not feed their ego by submitting to them
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2024.06.09 15:47 Informal-Elk5350 She has ignored me and deleted me of everything for no reason. Why?

I am 26/M and she is 27/F and I have been getting to know this girl for 7 months now and been seeing her for 4. We are very close, have a really strong bond and get along amazingly. Everything for the most part has gone exceptionally well. In the past week she said that she has never felt so strongly about someone before and that she is falling for me and I have her heart.
She often makes effort to see me, talk to me via call text and even treats me to little gifts. She often likes being on the phone before she goes to sleep and is always craving my attention.
Yesterday we was on the phone, the call was great lots of flirting, banter and it lasted 2 hours long. She wanted to meet and said she will text me when she is free. Fast forward 5 hours I heard nothing and asked her if she knew when she wanted to hang out. No response.
I waited another 4 hours and said if you dont want to hang out anymore today that is fine just let me know. We often speak everyday, lots of quick responses. We have an open relationship which involves a lot of communication and honesty so this was odd behaviour.
So the night was coming to a close, she still has not read my message but has been active on social media. Fast forward to this mornimg, I send her my usual good morning message. She still doesnt responsd then 5 hours later send me this "here we go". I asked her what was wrong and she is still yet to reply. She then proceed to delete me of Instagram, remove me and my family of Facebook and remove my nickname. She loves calling me cute things.
I just do not understand this one bit, it makes 0 sense to me and it is extremely hurtful as we were building something beautiful.
What should I do from this point? Why did she behave this way so suddenly out of knowhere from my perspective I did nothing wrong. Any advise would be appreciated. .
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2024.06.09 15:36 SectionCool1118 I dated the worst person I’ve met

Me (19F) dated recently a guy for 7 months (22M) that is undoubtedly the worst person I’ve ever met. It took me a lot of time to notice his true colours as he was wearing a mask the whole time. Here are a few of the most alarming things he has done.
Extremely focused on his physical appearance. He always needs to look neat in an obsessive way and overthinks that everyone will constantly look at him.
Very stubborn and hateful of others. Usually expresses openly his dislike for others and gets frustrated when his friends don’t agree with him
Extremely judgmental about everyone but himself. Does a lot of problematic things and justifies it by saying “it’s wrong only if you get caught”
When we were planning to go on a trip, I suggested telling 2 female friends of mine to come and stay on different rooms or even hotels. He got mad and said that I don’t care about him and I just want to go on vacations and have fun, that this is a special moment of only the two of us and that if I love my friends that much I could go only with them and have a threesome.
He had a childhood female best friend. They used to fight a lot and they went no contact and got back together like 3 times. This girl has a very problematic mother, they have an unstable relationship. Her mother gets along with him, they continue to hang around until now. The final time they had an argument and went no contact, he started criticising her a lot to her mother and telling things about her that he knew her mother wouldn’t like. He ruined their relationship even more. At some point he told me “I have a strong urge to tell her that even her own mother loves me more than her”.
In every job he gets, at first he makes a great impression, he is happy with it and after a while he starts to hate the job and everyone there until he quits. In one of him summer jobs, a colleague had an attitude with him and he got mad and criticised him heavily to one of the highest managers (with is a friend of his uncle). Then he got him on a lot of trouble and damaged his reputation.
In another job, the manager didn’t like him and used to criticise him instead of always praising him as he expected. At some point he got so triggered That he took off his apron and threw it at him in the middle of the shift and demanded to give him the paper for quitting right then (it was a very busy time).
In another job, he used to steal from the cash desk and re print old checks.
He went through my phone without letting me know. Then he saw a text of a male friend that he considered too friendly and stared a huge argument. When I told him that him looking through my phone was bad, he said “it’s not my fault you have such an easy password I saw one time and could memorise it, anyone could have access to your phone with a password like that”. When I asked him to look through this phone he literally hide it and change password
Everytime he spends his money, he visit his family members, complaining about his life in order to make them feel pity for him to give him money. Then he disappears until he turns broke again
He used to have a fake profile in order to stalk his old group of friends and go to the places they visited to bully them.
When meeting new people, he literally puts on a mask and over tries to appear like the best person, until time passes and his true self comes out
He was trying to convince me that my parents and brother have a manipulative attitude towards me and that I have to be more independent to not feed their ego by submitting to them
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2024.06.09 15:35 SectionCool1118 I dated the worst person I’ve ever met

Me (19F) dated recently a guy for 7 months (22M) that is undoubtedly the worst person I’ve ever met. It took me a lot of time to notice his true colours as he was wearing a mask the whole time. Here are a few of the most alarming things he has done.
Extremely focused on his physical appearance. He always needs to look neat in an obsessive way and overthinks that everyone will constantly look at him.
Very stubborn and hateful of others. Usually expresses openly his dislike for others and gets frustrated when his friends don’t agree with him
Extremely judgmental about everyone but himself. Does a lot of problematic things and justifies it by saying “it’s wrong only if you get caught”
When we were planning to go on a trip, I suggested telling 2 female friends of mine to come and stay on different rooms or even hotels. He got mad and said that I don’t care about him and I just want to go on vacations and have fun, that this is a special moment of only the two of us and that if I love my friends that much I could go only with them and have a threesome.
He had a childhood female best friend. They used to fight a lot and they went no contact and got back together like 3 times. This girl has a very problematic mother, they have an unstable relationship. Her mother gets along with him, they continue to hang around until now. The final time they had an argument and went no contact, he started criticising her a lot to her mother and telling things about her that he knew her mother wouldn’t like. He ruined their relationship even more. At some point he told me “I have a strong urge to tell her that even her own mother loves me more than her”.
In every job he gets, at first he makes a great impression, he is happy with it and after a while he starts to hate the job and everyone there until he quits. In one of him summer jobs, a colleague had an attitude with him and he got mad and criticised him heavily to one of the highest managers (with is a friend of his uncle). Then he got him on a lot of trouble and damaged his reputation.
In another job, the manager didn’t like him and used to criticise him instead of always praising him as he expected. At some point he got so triggered That he took off his apron and threw it at him in the middle of the shift and demanded to give him the paper for quitting right then (it was a very busy time).
In another job, he used to steal from the cash desk and re print old checks.
He went through my phone without letting me know. Then he saw a text of a male friend that he considered too friendly and stared a huge argument. When I told him that him looking through my phone was bad, he said “it’s not my fault you have such an easy password I saw one time and could memorise it, anyone could have access to your phone with a password like that”. When I asked him to look through this phone he literally hide it and change password
Everytime he spends his money, he visit his family members, complaining about his life in order to make them feel pity for him to give him money. Then he disappears until he turns broke again
He used to have a fake profile in order to stalk his old group of friends and go to the places they visited to bully them.
When meeting new people, he literally puts on a mask and over tries to appear like the best person, until time passes and his true self comes out
He was trying to convince me that my parents and brother have a manipulative attitude towards me and that I have to be more independent to not feed their ego by submitting to them
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2024.06.09 15:34 SectionCool1118 I dated the worst person I’ve ever met

Me (19F) dated recently a guy for 7 months (22M) that is undoubtedly the worst person I’ve ever met. It took me a lot of time to notice his true colours as he was wearing a mask the whole time. Here are a few of the most alarming things he has done.
Extremely focused on his physical appearance. He always needs to look neat in an obsessive way and overthinks that everyone will constantly look at him.
Very stubborn and hateful of others. Usually expresses openly his dislike for others and gets frustrated when his friends don’t agree with him
Extremely judgmental about everyone but himself. Does a lot of problematic things and justifies it by saying “it’s wrong only if you get caught”
When we were planning to go on a trip, I suggested telling 2 female friends of mine to come and stay on different rooms or even hotels. He got mad and said that I don’t care about him and I just want to go on vacations and have fun, that this is a special moment of only the two of us and that if I love my friends that much I could go only with them and have a threesome.
He had a childhood female best friend. They used to fight a lot and they went no contact and got back together like 3 times. This girl has a very problematic mother, they have an unstable relationship. Her mother gets along with him, they continue to hang around until now. The final time they had an argument and went no contact, he started criticising her a lot to her mother and telling things about her that he knew her mother wouldn’t like. He ruined their relationship even more. At some point he told me “I have a strong urge to tell her that even her own mother loves me more than her”.
In every job he gets, at first he makes a great impression, he is happy with it and after a while he starts to hate the job and everyone there until he quits. In one of him summer jobs, a colleague had an attitude with him and he got mad and criticised him heavily to one of the highest managers (with is a friend of his uncle). Then he got him on a lot of trouble and damaged his reputation.
In another job, the manager didn’t like him and used to criticise him instead of always praising him as he expected. At some point he got so triggered That he took off his apron and threw it at him in the middle of the shift and demanded to give him the paper for quitting right then (it was a very busy time).
In another job, he used to steal from the cash desk and re print old checks.
He went through my phone without letting me know. Then he saw a text of a male friend that he considered too friendly and stared a huge argument. When I told him that him looking through my phone was bad, he said “it’s not my fault you have such an easy password I saw one time and could memorise it, anyone could have access to your phone with a password like that”. When I asked him to look through this phone he literally hide it and change password
Everytime he spends his money, he visit his family members, complaining about his life in order to make them feel pity for him to give him money. Then he disappears until he turns broke again
He used to have a fake profile in order to stalk his old group of friends and go to the places they visited to bully them.
When meeting new people, he literally puts on a mask and over tries to appear like the best person, until time passes and his true self comes out
He was trying to convince me that my parents and brother have a manipulative attitude towards me and that I have to be more independent to not feed their ego by submitting to them
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2024.06.09 15:32 vegetablegurl- AITA? My mom is stressing me out

I'm 34, first pregnancy, and am expecting Di/di twins (spontaneous pregnancy). My mom (66) is gonna be a grandmother for the first time as well. She has, in my opinion, always struggled with her own stress and need for control over any situation. I have told her I was pregnant after 12 weeks but have waited much more time before telling any of my friends. From the moment i told her, she wanted to tell her friends and neighbours, which i finally allowed (for some people) since that came from a place of excitment and happiness. Since then she has helped by buying second hand material, as i wished for, and coming to help me clean my house some times. All very nice of her. The problem is this: she doesn't really contact me to see how i'm doing, rather sends me info and marketplace posts that could be interesting. But when she knows i have an appointement, then she expects news immediatly after said appointement. If i don't give any, she will start unreasonnably stressing about it, imagining the worst, and quickly calling me or my husband. (My phone is often on silence mode) Last appointement lasted much longer than initially planned because they wanted me to be monitored for contractions after seeing an unusually short cervix. I did not call her when i got out, but went to eat at my MIL's place before heading home. I was planning to call her when i got home, but did not have time, she called my husband while we were driving home. I kinda snapped at her for not waiting on my call, and she kinda cried and hung up on me. I feel like i have the right to just process any information after a medical appointement, and let her know in my own time. She doesn't get this and insists she has the right to be updated immediatly. I let a week or two go by, she came today to bring a baby bed. I decided to bring this up in order to explain my POV and ask that she kindly waits on updates and practice the motto 'no news, good news' and she will be updated anyway, the day after being the max waiting time. She doesn't agree, only sees her side of the situation, and left without saying good bye, because she was 'not angry but sad'. She brings things up like 'you'll see when you have a daughter', and 'i know what it is to have teenagers that dont answer their phones and you Wonder if everything IS okay', which in my opinion is irrelevant.... She also said she doesn't contact me to often because she knows I like being left alone. I cried After she left. AITA?
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2024.06.09 15:31 Logical_Union_6967 I (23F) dated someone (22M) who's in a relationship. Are we not allowed to continue our relationship?

Long story ahead, but please bare with me, I'm in need of an ear to hear me out.
I met this guy at our school, he's one of my blockmate at nursing school. At first, he's nothing significant, a normal and loyal to his gf in our class. Everyone knows how loyal he is and they're in 3 years and counting relationship. They even share an apartment and living together. One semester as a transfereee, I was at the same block and clinical group with him. I am social butterfly, I fit in every group, be it guys or gals, I never had a problem making friend or fitting in the group. I approached him and made friends with him. I also made friends with his other circle of friends in our class. I was so closed to him, very much close, that other's think that we're dating each other, but in a joke way, since he has girlfriend. Even our clinical instructors think that we're together. Of course, we denied it since we aren't really dating or something. It was so platonic for me. I considered him as my younger brother.
I haven't told you yet what kind of relationship he have with his girlfriend. Our batch knows how smooth-sailing and perfect relationship they have. It's just so perfect that everyone's would want it too, but nothing's perfect. We are in a different circle, but I am closed to his circle as well. We hangout sometime, but he was never been present. That's because his girlfriend wouldn't let him. It's not that because I was there, when all of the boys are hangging out, she never let him. Even after clinicals lunch-out with the group, she never let him go. He was restricted that he barely socialize with his friends. He was able to go out unless she's with him. One of our close-guy friend told us that one day, he will find someone that he never expect to meet, find comfort, and freedom. He is extremely introverted that he wouldn't talk unless you approach him, so he don't have the energy as well to find someone. His world was his girlfriend. He's a greenest of the green-type of guy.
I never knew what his relationship would be like, since I only transferred and I know him for one semester. He was so open to me about his life. I was his councilor and he trusted me to the point he told me what's really going on their relationship. I was his friend that he can count on and give him some poetic, novel-like, mind-opening advices. He never told anyone, even his circle whom he know for ages, but me, he never hesitate to tell his whole story. He was physically, emotionally, mentally, and financially abused by his girlfriend. Disclaimer, he didn't opened this to me so I could give him comfort or pity him, he opened because he wanted to let all his struggles out. A lot of things is going on with their relationship that he couldn't tell to anyone because he don't want to make others think bad about his girlfriend. He wanted to protect her because he knows how emotionally and mentally incapable she is. Within the 3 years of relationship, it was all toxic. She never let him voice out his side. If he will, she'll get mad. She was controlling him. He wanted to broke up with her, but she wouldn't want to.
Another semester have passed, we are still on the same clinical group. But our closeness grew even more. We even have this all-nighters conversation, sleep calls, and partner-review. We are also going out together after clinicals, have some coffee or lunch. I was so dense that I didn't felt that he has something on his mind. My circle of friend and other blockmates telling me that there's something on him. Like he wanted something and seeking attention from me, but I didn't acknowledge what they were saying, because I know it was a platonic relationship between us. One day, I felt the urge to ask him about how he feels on our friendship, then he confessed. He confessed that he liked me. He explain how it'd happen and when did it started. I told him that was he is doing is considered as cheating and he must be aware of it. I wouldn't want to ruin the friendship we have but we need to minimize our interaction together. And swear, I am not the type of person who date someone who's in relationship. I don't want to ruin someone's relationship. He agreed but with one condition, that he'll take his shot with me once he is settled.
We haven't talked for a week with no interaction during clinicals at all. Friends got suspicious, so I approached him. I told him not to distance himself so much, I still want our friendship like before. He told me that he can't, he was so drawn to me that he couldn't resist himself. He wanted to continue our interactions like before and try to be friends with me, but he couldn't promise if it will be same as before. I agreed to have our connections back, I wanted to try to work things out as friends with him. Eventually, the feelings grew. I developed feelings towards him. It was so wrong, yet surreal. It seems like this feelings already existed before but it was never been acknowledge by myself. We found ourselves on series of secret meet ups and dates. The interactions are not like before, this time it was deeper. We dated even he is still in a relationship. I never felt this before. It was so wrong but I couldn't get myself to stop it. Our feelings are now mutual. We tried to stop seeing each other, we really tried several times, but we our resolves falter every time we see each other. It was so hard for us not to acknowledge what we feel when we are on the same clinicals. My friends and his are getting suspicious, so we told them what's happening. They got angry at us and told us to stop our relationship. He needs to settle his relationship so we could continue ours, but the success is not guaranteed. We stopped again for few days then we're back again, doing the same wrong thing. We didn't let them know because they'll be angry for real this time.
His girlfriend is becoming suspicious, but she lets him slide. He wanted to broke up, but she don't want to and made a promise to him that she will do better this time. She'll make a change for him. I was so guilty and told him that she deserves the truth and it's not like we can hide it for long. He doesn't want to, because it might ruin me. For sure people have a lot of mean things to say to me. Another semester end, we decided to hangout together overnight because we might not be on the same clinical next semester. He told me that he already told his parents and girlfriend that he couldn't come home. We are half-way through the night and decided to open my phone. To my suprise, I received a lot of messages and missed calls from our friends asking if I know where he is. One of our friend even told me that his girlfriend keep on calling him, asking if he is with him. I asked him to call his girlfriend and she answered, sobbing and asking where he is. I don't know what to do that time, I whispered to him that he should tell the truth, but he didn't. She keeps on asking but he couldn't answer. She wanted him to come home or else she'll call his parents to pick him up or even kill herself. All I can do is to cry and feel guilty in that moment. What I have done? What I have just ruined? He went home that night.
We haven't talked for a week after that, I never heard back from him as well. I don't what to do time. I just cried and did nothing but drown myself to sadness and guilt. I don't want to let him go. Our friends know what happened and they're worried about me. Even after what we did, they didn't take our side, but they wanted to make me feel that I still have them. Another week have passed, I still haven't heard anything from him. It was summer break so we don't have the chance to meet at school. Friends told me that he might have already chosen. It might be her and not me. I couldn't believe it, because he promised me that he will choose me and stood up for me. I didn't lose hope. Her girlfriend then sent me a message saying that she forgive us on what we did and I should do what's right. She even told me to respect his decision. She is a really kind person and I really felt guilty what I did to her. Things escalated really quick. I also received this message from his mother, telling me to back off and leave his son alone and stop ruining their relationship or else, she would do something that I wouldn't want to. Because of that, I came to decide that I need to let him go and cut things off with him. I will be accountable for my actions and distance myself. I don't want to. It's not something that I could fix what I already broken, but at least compensate for what I have done. She, his mother, and me, agreed to this so we can be now at peace. I was so hurt and I couldn't recover from it, but I guess this is my karma. I still want him back.
One of his friend reached out to me and checked on me. He said that he was able to get a hold from him. He told me something, not to give me some hope to hold onto. He said that he wanted to choose me, but he couldn't because of his parents. They love her so much that they don't want them be separated. They also badmouth me, which I expected. But he told him that they don't know what his girlfriend did to him but keep himself shut so he could protect her image to his parent. He clearly don't know how to fight for himself. Which I'm not even mad about it. I know he's going through a hard time, I just wish that I was there for him.
Few days after, I was shocked that he is at our front door. He told me that he already broken up with her. He can't continue their relationship because he knows that they will just hurt each other in the future. He don't want her to get hurt anymore and it will be unfair to her that even though he is physically present for her, his heart and mind calls out for someone. She still clings to him and asked him in one condition, let her be ready to tell this to his parents and let her stay for a while. She needs time to process all what happened.
I love him and couldn't let him go as well. I know how much he loves me as well. We are willing to risk everything for our relationship. One day, we decided to meet again and had a date. One friend from my circle and one friend from his circle came to the place where we are. We are so shocked and they are so angry at us. They told us to stop what we are doing, because someone from our school took a picture of us dating. They're so stressed out and wouldn't want to get involved anymore. They warned us because our cheating issue is out of control. He told him that they already broken up and we wanted to start anew. It was not official because that want she wanted.
Everything became chaotic. Everyone knows our issue. His mother texted me again and got really angry this time. Even my friends don't want to talk to me and wouldn't let me to explain my side. They even kept me pinning me on the things I did which I am damn well aware of. I thought they could be someone who will stay with me during the hard times, but I was wrong. Can't really blame them, they got tired of me.
Since no one knows that they already broken up and took a shot on our relationship, things became uncontrolled. Rumors here and there. Expext the worse and you reap what you sow. You do you and deserve what you tolerate. We rushed things.
I know it's not even an excuse that "We just fell in love" but we really wanted to have our relationship to work so bad. That we could do everything and anything. But I am so overwhelmed that I don't know what to do.
I feel guilty but my love for him is greater than it seems. I couldn't afford to lose him. I don't know if we should stop this and move forward because what we are doing is wrong. They keep telling us that it is nonsense. I guess, no one understands us.
Should I stop and wait? Should we fight for it and don't listen to them because they don't know and they don't understand us? Should we just end and let the destiny give us chance? I don't know.
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2024.06.09 15:31 WMH81 My gut had been telling me things, of course I need a second opinion. Story time!

Day four of no-contact, one of our (apparently now formerly) mutual friends had gotten a hold of me yesterday to say the ex had tried to reach out to her about something and then got pissy when she didn't get an immediate response, so she just never responded to the ex. I had a good long chat with the friend about things and the way things had been while I was with the ex, and her response to most of them was along the lines of "Jesus, I didn't realize... Just... no. Just no." The more responses I get from people like that, the more I think my gut was right. So I figured I'd throw some of them out to all of you and see what Reddit thinks. This is going to be a long one.
1) Back in high school (20 years ago) she smoked weed, drank, partied, fucked around, and always reminisces about it with a big smile on her face. Had no problem talking about her exes from high school in the same way, especially "J1." She brought him up a million times, and always gave me the same spiel as if she forgot she had told me every time. "He was my ex from high school, my first everything but a kiss. We were together for about a year and a half, we were so in love. You know he's the only guy I've ever cheated on in my entire life, and I still feel so bad about it to this day... I actually apologized to him a few years ago, I know it's stupid high school stuff but I just felt so bad. We still talk sometimes, I can always go to him with my problems or anything. He's just always going to be my person." I mean, one night for no reason she sat down next to me with a photo album. She flipped through the early kids stuff without saying anything and went straight to her high school photos. She went right to her exes and started pointing them out and naming them, then got to J. She started the spiel but caught herself a couple sentences in, closed the album, and put it away. After the breakup I had moved and was helping her digitize some of her old 8mm tapes, we were watching an elementary school Christmas program and at one point she sits up and exclaims "Oh my God is that J1?!" with the same big smile.
2) At the end of high school she had gotten with this other piece of garbage and got pregnant. They were together with the kid for a couple years then he cheated on her and they split. He was a worthless deadbeat dad, but they still kept in occasional contact. We'll call him "J2." She had him come out a couple times when she bought her house after her own divorce to help with renovation. Before we had dated, I noticed those two were acting like a couple (even though she was already starting to get serious with someone else... call him "C"). At one point we were out in the garage while she was gone at the store, discussing a decision on the house she told me she wasn't going to do but she was going to do it now. He says "Oh that's cause I told her to do it. Yeah, she always listens to me. She does whatever I say, that little girl fuckin loves me. I got her wrapped around my little finger." A year later after her and I had started dating, I was staying at her place a couple nights a week while helping out at another branch. One night she says "I need to get J2 out here again at some point soon to finish the painting in the front hallway." Next day while I was going to work, she had gone from talking to me all the time to dead radio silence all day. I got back from work a couple hours early and she had gone to pick up her kid from school. I come inside and walk through the kitchen, and much to my surprise J2 steps out from around the corner with his hands up and a big smile on his face like he was ready to give somebody a big hug. He sees me, his face immediately turns to "oh shit." I just said "what's up" and went back to the bedroom to drop my bag. The sheets on the bed were all wadded up at the end, the clothes she had been wearing to bed were tossed around on the nightstand, pillows, bed. I piled the clothes up and set it next to my bag on the bed, just to let her know I had been in there. I went back outside to work on the grill, this dumbass came and sat out back and tried to make small talk. Smoking weed, yelling and swearing, you can hear the music he had blaring inside the house, a bunch of stuff that she said she did not want going on considering her neighbor was an elementary school principal and she had DHS stuff going on with her ex-husband. But apparently he got to do it all. Eventually he goes back inside, she comes home and blows right by me without even looking at me. A couple minutes later she comes rushing out, standing over on the other side of the patio, going right into this story about how the 4-year-old messed the bedroom up like that. No hugs, kisses, how was your day, sorry I didn't have my phone on me, nothing like that. The rest of the time he was at the house, he didn't say anything to me and he looked very uncomfortable whenever he looked over at me. A few hours later she took the four year old with to take this guy back home an hour away. She was gone for a long time.
3) Right around the end of all her divorce proceedings, one of our other mutual friends introduced her to someone she knew, for the sake of maybe being friends with benefits. Something to try to blow off some steam, try to move on, rebound kind of thing. Let's call him "R." Before we were dating, she mentioned him once or twice (same time she was getting involved with the previously mentioned C) but that the whole friends with benefits/fuck buddies thing wasn't really her kind of thing so nothing ever happened between them. But they were still friends. I noticed that seemed like she talked to him more and more as time went on, but she was always trying to hide it. One time I glanced over and saw she got a text from him. "How's it going, doll?" Another time I saw him talking about "the mystery in your eyes." Anytime I was nearby after she got done texting with him she would immediately turn her phone screen off and set it face down next to her leg away from me. One time I came home from work and she was sitting on the couch in the living room with the kids, and she was on the phone. I set my bag down and walked across the living room to give her a kiss as we always did when one of us came home from work. I got halfway there and she stood up and started walking around me to the kitchen. She stopped to look at her screen and turn the volume down and I saw his name on it. She then went to the kitchen without a word to me and got quiet. I sat down on the couch for a few minutes then went into the kitchen to get something to drink, and when I got there she went right back to the living room without a word to me. Got my water and went back to the living room, she went straight back to the kitchen. Eventually she came back to the living room, stood there texting for like 10 minutes straight. I asked if she was chatting with R, she said yeah, she had only talked to him on the phone one other time, so they were just catching up. Then she came back and sat down on the other end of the couch from me, nothing about how our days were, no welcome home kiss, nothing. After the breakup while I was still living there, one of the times she handed me her phone to look at a house listing she found, as soon as I looked at the screen a text from him popped up. "He doesn't know shit."
Thoughts? I know this was a long one, this was just the biggest things that had been on my mind regarding her from the last couple years.
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