Spiky back pain on left side

I had a Physics professor in college who always said the same thing about climate change:
"The things we need to do to fix it are things that we should be doing, for other reasons."
Climate change has become a partisan issue; not "politicized," as that would imply that the divide is between the left and right, when in fact it is between Democrats and Republicans... both of which are right-wing parties. In other words, this is a contrived debate. As long as the argument is about whether climate change is happening or not, they never have to have the debate about how to fix it, and their fossil-fuel-peddling donors will keep getting rich.
Instead, one party denies the problem, while the other party insists on policies that do not fix the problem. In case you haven't heard, electric vehicles and solar and wind power are nonsense; non-solutions that cost a lot of money without hurting the fossil fuel industry.
So, what are the solutions?

1. Nuclear power - Contrary to what politicians and the media would have you believe, nuclear power is the best energy source in terms of safety, cost, and environmentalism. While the handful of accidents have been sensational, all of them together have killed fewer people than coal power kills in California every year, just from normal operation; the waste issue was solved by reprocessing back in the 1970s, and only kept alive as an issue by a regulatory ban on the technology (no other country even considers this an issue); and since the costs of nuclear are almost entirely up-front, but they run for 60+ years, no other energy source comes close to the cost efficiency of nuclear power.
   
2. GMO crops - I honestly have a hard time even figuring out what the anti-GMO movement is complaining about. Intellectual Property, to be sure, but that is a much broader concern than just with GMO crops, and there are tens of thousands of public IP GMO strains developed by state universities, with more being developed all the time. This also addresses the "monoculture" concern; I never heard anyone say that a given GMO crop was the end-all, be-all replacement for every other strain of that crop, just the best we can do right now. The simple fact is the GMOs are better tailored for their environments such that they require less input (water, fertilizer, pesticide, fuel to transport them, etc) for the same output.
   
3. Recombinant fuels - The main problem with EVs is that they are resource intensive throughout their life cycle, and require a complete rebuilding of infrastructure, not just the power grid to supply enough electricity to keep them all charged, but entirely new repair facilities (which your local mechanic cannot afford). Grabbing Carbon Dioxide out of the air and combining it with water to produce fuel is relatively straightforward chemistry, it just takes energy to do it... which can be had from the waste heat of advanced nuclear reactors. This lets us keep our existing infrastructure intact, while closing the Carbon cycle. This can also produce the other compounds normally acquired from petroleum to produce pharmaceuticals, lubricants, plastic, etc.
   

Note that none of these solutions address climate change, exclusively; cheaper electricity makes our industry more competitive, cheaper crops drive down the cost of living, and not being dependent upon petroleum for vital resources frees us from dangerous foreign entanglements.
These are things that we should be doing, for other reasons.

Just wanted to take a moment to reminisce about the golden era of Fortnite from 2017-2019. Those were the days… 🥲 When the game was fresh, the community was thriving, and every match felt GOATED 🐐
Remember dropping into Tilted Towers and all the chaos that would happen, the double pumps, and the rush of getting that Victory Royale felt UNREAL 🔥 The game had this magic about it, a perfect blend of fun and competitiveness. The map changes were hype, and every new season brought so much excitement.
And It wasn’t just the game that made those years so special it was also the vibe around it. Rappers like Lil Uzi Vert, Lil Skies, and Juice WRLD and X were dropping bangers left and right, and their music became the soundtrack of Fortnite. Juice WRLD’s "Lucid Dreams" and Lil Skies' "Nowadays" were practically goated while grinding out those late-night games. And also Lil Uzi Vert with "XO Tour Llif3"? Their tracks just hit different when you were cranking 90s or pushing squads.😩🥲
Back then, Fortnite wasn’t just a game it was something bigger. The events were epic like the Marshmello concert. It felt like Fortnite was breaking records with every update. Plus, the memes and the community moments were legendary, the YT channel FortniteFunny was at peak same with ninja and tfue rivalry, also TSM Clan…
there’s something about those early days that just can’t be replicated.
Now there is just to much going on in Fortnite, also the never ending Star Wars colabs, and the npcs and new graphics, and it’s just complete chaos

My mind keeps going back to the symbolism of the Two of Pentacles card, which came up in a tarot reading I did for myself the other day. I had asked the cards how to get through the next nine days, with the two-year anniversary of a trauma hanging over me - the trauma being that someone I had loved and trusted for years broke my trust and turned out to be just a compulsive womanizer, a pathological liar, a sick and emotionally abusive covert narcissist.
The way I see the cards working is that they can’t tell a person anything the person doesn’t already know - but our subconscious and unconscious minds know a lot that doesn’t rise to the level of our surface consciousness. The imagery and symbolism of the tarot cards gives the mind a puzzle of trying to interpret how a given set of cards drawn and placed into a meaningful pattern relates to the question they ask. So it prompts a meditation that can help bring the knowledge of one’s intuition and instincts and subconscious up to the forefront of consciousness. It’s a very powerful tool even if you don’t believe in serendipity and grace, but in my experience, there’s a lot of serendipity and grace at work too behind the seeming randomness of the cards.
Anyway, the Two of Pentacles is someone trying to juggle and balance things and dance against the background of a roiling sea. And the suit of Pentacles is about practical life matters, money, career, domestic concerns, and so on. So yesterday, I was thinking what that meant for me was that I needed to spend the time focusing on practical things to distract myself from ruminating and worrying, by juggling all my efforts towards various goals like being productive at work, managing my finances, getting exercise, spending time with friends, and taking care of errands and tasks at home. The problem with trying to use distractions to escape from trauma is that, at the end of the day, you lie down in bed, and then everything you tried to run away from by keeping busy during the day swirls up in your thoughts, and the pain comes crashing in on you.
So that happened last night. It was a bad night. I went around and around and around in the same circles in my head. Why would someone treat me that way? Did I just misunderstand him? Did I judge him too harshly? Was it all my fault? What could and should I have done differently? Is there something I still could do to fix things, to change things, to make things better, to heal, to find closure? What was going on in his head, who was he really, what happened to him to make him this way? The endless circle of questions, and going through my crazy-quilt patchwork of memories where some things have faded and some things have stood out and grown larger, seams have ripped and torn, and nothing adds up into a coherent story that I can make sense of.
I finally thought: Why can’t I just settle on the narrative that makes the most sense and then put it behind me and move on? What happened was that someone I trusted turned out to be a dysfunctional dud of a person. Clive was a messed-up jerk. As for Oonagh, I thought she was a friend too, but really I didn’t know her very well, and she turned out to be just another flaky, immature scene person. And John was probably only so nice to me because he was hoping we could date, and when he finally understood that it was Clive I had been in love with and that I was shattered by the breakup, John lost interest in me. So that was what happened. It sucked, it was horrible, it triggered my PTSD symptoms that had been in remission for 20 years before that. But I do have a narrative about it that makes sense, and what I need to do is just write it all off as a loss, write all three of them off as former friends who just turned out not to be good friends to me. I still have a lot of friends and resources and joy and blessings, and I need to focus on the happy possibilities ahead of me instead of the grief and hurt that I suffered through for the past two years.
So then, with those thoughts, I calmed down, and I finally fell asleep, after all the crying and loud sobbing and shaking. Mornings and evenings are always some of the worst times for rumination, but it was just really a bad night.
So now I think this is what the Two of Pentacles was foretelling for me: emotionally, I am sailing on stormy seas for the next two weeks. I will have ups and downs, I will be struggling to keep on an even keel, to keep from floundering or capsizing. On a practical level, I have lots to keep me busy, though everything is really pretty great. But it’s a precarious time, and I have to be very strong and brave and focused and mindful to get through it safely.

So I got 2 molars out a little over 2 weeks ago, and the side of my gums near one of the extraction sites is white, hard and very painful. It honestly feels like raised bone, and I'm curious as to what it may be. It definitely isn't pus, and I was on antibiotics anyway after the extractions due to my advanced periodontal disease, but I just can't afford the $300+ the clinic wants to charge me to 'check it out'. Of course, I'll go in and pay that if I absolutely have to, but I'm already paying off about $3000 in dental work so if I can figure this out without having to spend hundreds more that would be wonderful. It's just very painful when touched, and the colour change is disconcerting. Again, I do have advanced periodontal disease (I'm 28 and have always taken great care of my teeth) but I did everything I was directed during the healing time and I'm not sure why it's still hurting.
Thank you in advance for any advice/information!

Roleplay feels like I’m on ranked competitive matchmaking and I want to go back to casual.
For the past couple of years, I haven’t been able to roleplay continuously for longer than a couple of months without burnout. Whenever I start a new RP, I get too carried away with ambitious storylines and characters. It takes a lot of effort for me to write anything that I’m satisfied with, and it’s entirely self imposed. I’m way too critical of my own writing, so I get burnt out after a while and stop roleplaying altogether. It probably doesn’t feel great for the person on the other side who’s spent hundreds of hours creating storylines that end abruptly.
I used to be able to enjoy roleplaying fun, simple stories with the same partners for years without any breaks. No idea what changed.
How do I jump into a roleplay without running through all my character’s formative childhood experiences so I can decide whether it makes more sense for him to pour milk or cereal first? (Okay maybe that’s a stretch but you get the idea)
Anyone else experienced this?

I recently ran into a few (now former) friends of my exwBPD. My ex now has no real friends that I’m aware of, only an acquaintance or two probably mixed in with random guys, lots of random guys is my guess
They saw me and came over to say hi. They did not know that I had ended things because my ex apparently kept telling them that we were still talking or dating…
I let them know I ended things months ago and let one of them know that’s why I wasn’t at her wedding this year. I ended things maybe 2-4 weeks prior to the wedding
We talked a bit about her wedding and she got fired up telling me a story about my ex. So my ex went to her wedding, got hammered, fell down several times, went around asking if anyone had cocaine, and ended up fighting with the brides family because they got her car keys from valet so she wouldn’t drive home. Several other things went down but this lets you know how much of a mess she is/was
Interested thing is I spoke with my ex a week or two after the wedding and she told me that she hadn’t spoke with her friends since the wedding and it was because of someone else that didn’t like her caused drama and my ex took the blame she said “It’snot my fault” - —— You have all heard this shit, it’s never their fault….right 🤣
She then let me know that my ex reached out to her late last year and threatened her if she didn’t back her on a lie she told me. Said if she didn’t tell me, word for word, that she wouldn’t be friends with her anymore.
She said she wanted to tell me the truth but she was afraid of my ex due to the crazy she had been seeing and was holding up the friend code
The funny thing was that the lie covered something that I wouldn’t have cared about had she told me the truth. There were several stupid little lies I caught her in that wouldn’t have been an issue had she just been honest and upfront
She verified everything I was feeling and thought. She called out that she was a chronic liar, constantly seeking attention (especially from men) she had to be the center of attention and spent more time at the bachelorette party taking selfies than she did hanging out with all the girls
She told me she would always end up drunk when they went out and cocaine use was heavy. I didn’t know about the cocaine but knew she had a difficult time stopping drinking once she started
I wanted to share this because I know we often feel alone because they only attack the people/person they are closest with.
My ex is quiet BPD, educated, great job, and people around her that don’t know her well thinks she’s great.
On paper, she would look like the perfect woman. Educated, intelligent, fun, absolutely beautiful!! I felt like the luckiest guy in the word until I realized I actually was the most unluckiest guy in the world
So being fortunate enough to run into two other people that saw who she was from the friendship side and who knew she wasn’t the Instagram perfect person she tries to put out to the world just verified that 1. It wasn’t me 2. She is crazy, I’m not 3. She will never change 4. She will not find a better life without me/with someone else 5. Had I stuck around shit would have 100% gotten worse 6. My gut was right! I could have gotten out much earlier I was weak she got me with her love/sex bombing and beauty 7. I am the luckiest guy alive because I’m no longer with her, doing better by the day, and was fortunate enough to be able to run into those two people to get the verification/validation that most do not get when they date someone with BPD
And #7 is the main reason why I wanted to write this post. I don’t think many of us get closure or verification that’s it’s not me, not my fault, nothing I could have done.
I hope my experience will help set your minds at ease. Not being with someone with BPD is the best thing you can hope for. You all deserve better and your gut is right, trust it, heal, find a person that will treat you with love, honesty and respect

I've started exercising again after a few years of being sedentary. I suffer with "stuck digestion" and slow motility, and now often when I finish exercising, I start getting actual cramps on both lower sides. I know exercise helps stuff move, but could it be that sitting causes my muscles to not work and exercise finally wakes them up? The cramping has put me to the floor from pain before as well, now it's not that wild anymore but still happens. I think it might also be a nervous system reaction instead of muscle reaction but who knows.
Has anyone else seen improvement in their IBS with exercising?

I (30F) am raising my (17F) sister alone since she was 10. My mother passed away 7 years ago and my father is an alcoholic who doesn’t want anything to do with us so she was my responsibility since then. We always had a very good relationship and for a while we stayed at my grandma’s house till I could afford my own place. During that phase my sister had a fight with my aunt and I literally moved out a week later because I couldn’t fathom the idea of someone raising their voice at her. Took a mortgage and rented an apartment before I was financially ready just so she can be comfortable. It has always been that, when someone has an argument with her it was my personal beef as well, I always had her back because I’m all she had. Recently I’ve been starting to feel like an outcast in the family, whenever there’s a gathering or just cousins hanging out I’m never invited and it’s just her who goes. I give her complete freedom because she’s a good kid and never put me in a position where I shouldn’t trust her, there’s a mutual respect and love between us but a couple of months ago she caused a huge fight between my closest cousin and I and things haven’t been the same ever since. My cousin (28F) was my sister before even my sister was born. We were extremely close no matter what happens. In the past year my cousin has started ignoring me completely and just hanging out with my sister, I let it go the first 10 times then one day I just asked my sister if my cousin is upset with me or if I did something wrong? She told me to ask her because she doesn’t know of anything. That day I went and asked my cousin and her response was that whenever they wanna hang out my sister begs her not to tell me. I was completely shocked but also I couldn’t believe it until I asked my sister about it so I talked with her trying to figure out if I do something that bothered her when we all hang out and she immediately denied and said my cousin’s lying. That night I had a huge fight with my cousin over how could she lie on behalf of my sister and things escalated and she said very hurtful stuff and we stopped talking ever since (august 2023) but my sister made up with her and started hanging out again and now I’m not invited to anything because family members took sides. Apparently according to my aunt that my sister has always talked shit about me behind my back and lied and tried sabotaging my relationships with everyone and I never knew. She succeeded because I’ve never felt this lonely in my whole life.
I can’t confront her because she tends to give me the silent treatment whenever I do and it messes up with my head. I sometimes feel lifeless because I’m sad over this tiny thing but I can’t help but feel hurt and betrayed and I don’t know what to do. I may have a weak personality but I can feel that I’m gonna blow up very soon because it’s been a lot. How do I get over this feeling of abandonment and how do I start putting myself first? Am I being toxic and paranoid? Am I the problem?

For example, one automaton planet has mostly light robots, but double or triple the spawn rate. One planet staffs robot bases with double the bots or has increased patrols near bases or bases have a guaranteed tank each or all three. On the bug side, one bug planet can be 3/4 bile spewers. High command recommends auto cannon and grenade launcher. A locust swarm of hunters or a dust storm with hunters gliding through. High command recommends shotguns and fire.
The game feels stale because it's the same patrol/enemy composition in all medium planets. And the same patrol/enemy composition in suicide for all planets...etc.
I'd like to see a little variation besides weather and mission type. Keep us on our toes.
The players love their robot Vietnam's and it's fun when we have multiple Vietnams. Can you imagine a planet that's only stalkers and the only mission is to raise the flag as a very small defend sized map? Could we beat it once, let alone liberate it? If not a whole planet, maybe this IS the mission.
What if we mixed it up every 3 months? Boom, they hit that reset button again. People don't figure out a map after the first time, they have to play it many times until they figure out the ins and outs completely. This naturally keeps it fresh while presenting a unique challenge for longer.
I do have a pause for warning though. I don't actually want spawn compositions randomized. That would be horrible except for maybe 1 bot and bug planet that's completely random, randomized each game, for those epic sharable videos of whatever you can imagine because it's literally random every game, so it's possible. Back on track, what I'm trying to say is say you have 253 planets. You give 200 employees 1 planet each to do what they want and they're going to compete the fuck out of it. They'll be offering to make custom models, textures, features for free on the weekends. Oh and Charger Joel gets 50. I get 3 because this idea is brilliant. If Joel sees certain planets being played more, there can be a promotion and demotion of planet makeups each season and shuffled around. This allows the community to experience new planet holders or search for which planet got the fan favorite old school malevelon Creek template.
A concern is Arrowhead thought of this and determined it would be too difficult for the players to adapt that often. (Or you can buff the guns or reduce strategem time on harder composition lobbies)
This was a fun one I came up with while writing this:
Planet affect: alien dust reduces all gun fire rate-over time, recoil handling increased-over time. High command recommends heavy machine gun for planet. If you survive with the gun until max fire rate penalty, your recoil handling is so high, you now have a gattling sniper. Everyone needs a little godmode.
Imagine the community when they find out about gattling sniper planet, and the streamers showing you the best planet you're not landing on. Fml, we probably don't need those videos in our lives, but I want these ideas in my game.

I’ve only seriously started my weight loss journey a month ago. I gained a lot of weight after my second pregnancy and it just hasn’t shifted like it did the first time.
I’ve not been great, really. I’d say I’ve hit a 500 cal deficit once in the last 30 days. But my diet prior to this was horrifying…… I’m talking 2000 calories over maintenance, daily, no problem. Probably more. I’ve been making healthier choices and hitting the gym.
A few days ago, I did something I shouldn’t have - a huge food shop delivered to my door. Now, I love the sunsol muesli bars. They’re normally super expensive though, so I maybe get a pack of 5 a week. They’re 99 calories a bar so in moderation, a great snack.
Well, they were half price. So what do I do? Get 40 packs. Yes, 200 bars. Thinking it will last me.
Well, it doesn’t last me. I eat 10 of those on a day because I know I have so many. And when I’ve started in that, I’ll then munch all the biscuits I can find, all the treats, etc. all or nothing.
For the last 4 days, I’ve eaten 2000 calories over maintenance. Straight back into old habits. Back on the door dash for extra desserts. Because, well, f it. Given how inconsistent I’ve been this will have easily cancelled out all of my effort for the last month and then some. I also haven’t been going to the gym so feel meh. The kids and hubby are unwell on top of that so I’ve been having to look after everyone.
Anyway, I ramble. My point is, I feel like utter SHIT after binging. Uncomfortable. Sick. Pained. Gross. Awful. And it lasts until I sleep and wake up the next day. I feel terrible. I used to do this regularly.
But somehow I forget and do it all again the next day.
I wish I could take this feeling and bottle it up and put it in my snacks cupboard (I have two toddlers, so having zero snacks is impossible). So I’d have to feel it every time I want to start eating. I’m really struggling with it.

When I was 16 I met this man who told me he was 27 but I now know he is 34 we met when I was out around where I live late one night when I was with my friend. We exchanged numbers and texted all night a couple of days after he wanted me to come and see him but he works late at night so told me it needed to be after he finished around 1 AM so I left my house without anyone knowing so I could meet up with him after he finished work. I got in his car and then he took me where he works which is a takeaway locally near me and nobody was there and he showed me into the back and I went in we talked and then he told me to wait there and then he came back with some alcohol I had some to drink but he said he doesn’t drink and then we smoked and got high and he introduced me to Coke and asked if I wanted some at this point I just gave in and I did even though I’d never had that before as normally I’d be to scared to even try anything like that. I started throwing up and apologising as I was embarrassed and he told me not to be silly and it’s normal. After this we had sex there and then he dropped me off at home. This always plays on my mind and I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t know whether it was SA or myself to blame as I wish I just stayed at home or didn’t take anything it just keeps me awake thinking about it all the time.

My husband hired an electrician to install two outdoor fans on our porch and an outlet above our fireplace for our TV.
I came home to find the fans are not even/centered (no photos, but they’re off by about 6 inches with one being closer to the center. They’re on bead board so it shouldn’t be too hard to center them).
Instead of wiring the fans to a single switch on the inside of our front door (pic 1) which controls our coach light and other outdoor lights, he added an ugly two switch metal thing outside the front door (pic 2). He cut through our trim and nailed the metal to our siding. The trim is also cracked from how he cut it (pic 3). I’ll add that our attic is fully open and easily accessible so he had access to go up there, take the wire to the wall and drop it down.
(The fans have remote controls so I think one switch would be fine since we can separately control them that way if desired)
He also cut a massive hole in our drywall for the outlet and left it unpatched (pic 4). I get that he wouldn’t have our paint for that wall but the drywall is literally broken and uneven and it seems unprofessional to me that he also didn’t patch it. I know he’s not a drywall professional, but I would expect he could at least patch the hole he made so we can paint it later.
Is this acceptable work? I feel like I have more work and expenses to fix what he’s done and the reason I hire a professional is to make this easier on me.

So I have a year old domestic short hair neutered male. The last 6 weeks he has become increasingly food motivated. He has ripped open packages to get access to human food and hops on the counters to the point we often have to put him in another room while we are cooking. He is fed the recommended amount for a cat his size and age so he is not being underfed. My partner, roommate and I are at a loss of why he has suddenly become so food fixated when he was previously uninterested in getting access to human foods. After some research we thought maybe he just needed more protein so every other day we've been adding extra protein to his food. We've been doing this for about 2 weeks now and it seems to be helping somewhat. There has been a small decrease in his food focused behaviours.
Then on Tuesday he went to the washroom outside of the litterbox which he's only ever done once before when he had diarrhea at about 4 months old. Outside of that he's never had any issues using the litterbox. We thought perhaps it was just a one off because my roommate had left him in her room for about half an hour when she was cooking and he just happened to have to go while he was stuck in there. But then it happened again this morning. After I had left for work (and cleaned the litterbox before I left so it was fresh), my partner messaged saying kitty had pooed outside of our bedroom door. Half his poo he went in the litter and the other half was outside our door. The BM is of normal consistency and he has not had a change in his diet outside of the added protein (we've been vigilant about not allowing him access to human food).
I have requested an appointment with the vet and am waiting to hear back, but in the meantime I thought I'd see if anyone has an insight on what might be going on with him. Any advice would be really appreciated. Thanks!

Are you a gamer? Want to take out on normies, sexhavers, and foids that infest what used to be OUR hobby? Those of us born in the 80's will remember a time when being a gamer was scorned. We were bullied, chastised, and shunned from our peer groups for enjoying video games. This would last up until the mid to late 90's when the media finally started pushing games to "dudebros" and eventually women in the early to mid 2000's.
It's time to turn the tables and make them suffer as they made us suffer, both in life and the virtual world. (Legally and within the confines of the game, this is NOT a guide to IRL ruinate or anything of the sort) Some of this stuff isn't allowed if you're an EU gamer.
First off, you're going to have to let go of playing video games to "win" or acquire virtual greed. You're going to need a new mindset. The mindset of a sadistic psychopath hellbent on extracting keks from anyone and everyone deemed not one of us. No more giving a fuck about your KDA, w/l ratio, or "following the rules" or the "meta" of what other players expect you to do. You are a gamer going your own way, regardless of what the groupthink expects or wants. If the game is F2P or you're rich or jewtuber who can get free games from devs then being banned is part of the fun, and is expected of you. If you cannot afford to buy back into games or are too technologically retarded to change your IP and spoof your hardware to get around bans in F2P games then you'll have to tread carefully.
Here's the part where I instruct you on how to fuck over these sexhavers for your own sadistic pleasure. After all they've denied us a life worth living in the real world and treat us like lepers. It's time they feel uncomfortable in OUR space. Feel free to add to any of these methods or pitch in ideas.
Foid infested "cozy" games Shit like "Animal Crossing" or "Palia." Anything that lets you decorate and grow shit is a "cozy" game and women infest these games more than any other. It's literally a containment game of sorts to keep them out of other shit. To fuck with women in these games all you have to do is steal resources, build ugly and annoying things within the game world, be rude via emotes and text chat, and use emotes to make it look like your character is grabbing their tits or eating them out. I once did /eat to some slag girl gamer in WoW Vanilla 20 years ago and when I reverse searched my name she was bitching about it on reddit and remembered my characters exact name 4-5 years ago. She's STILL SEETHING about it 15 years later. This is what you want. Virtual RAPE. Many foids stream these types of games, and it's incredibly easy to get under their skin. Make the ugliest characters you possibly can and always stand in their camera. Stalk them in-game. Uglify the world around them. Spam emotes. The world is your oyster.
MMORPG's World of Warcraft, or anything else really. Gank them. Corpse camp them. Dispel their world buffs. Emote spam sexually assault them. Use a high level or highly geared character to camp low level quest zones and steal mobs, resources, and kill low level players. Stream snipe them till they hide their screen with nothingness. Join their guilds and steal their resources after faking being a Chad. Get the entire guild wiped, blame it on the women healers. Play a vital role and underperform / disconnect at pivotal moments and blame a thunderstorm. Make everyone wait on your actions, but not enough to get gkicked. Openly challenge sex havers lifestyles in discord voice calls and call them out on their privileged bullshit. (Genetics, riches, went to a nice school, raised by good parents, etc.) Use every underbelly evil shithead tactic that these fuckers used towards us during our childhoods and young adult lives. Roleplay it up and lie about your IRL self to make them feel inferior. Exploit early and often, and cash out via RMT before you get banned or when you quit for some NEET bucks. If the game has a "random queue" system you can wipe endless groups or refuse to participate and hold entire game lobbies hostage.
FPS Overwatch, Counter Strike, etc. Simply play terribly in ranked matches. Don't assist the team. Mic spam. Play vital roles like tank or healer then simply don't heal and tell them openly on the mic to beg if they want heals. Refuse to play at all if a woman is in voice chat. Verbally accost every white knight that defends her. Remember, they're most likely wagies who have to go to work tomorrow and you're most likely a NEET who has infinite free time. Remind them of this. (Even if it's not true.) In FPS with one life, openly tell the enemy team where your team mates are camping. Use aimbots, wall hacks, and other cheats to make both sides pissed off. If you're doing well gloat. If you're playing shittily, then call them a loser or a nerd. Flashbang your own team. Drop objective items as far as possible. Die with expensive guns (Auto sniper in CS triggers normies.) and make sure the enemy acquires them. Acquire or goad team mates into team killing you to 2 week ban them.
MOBA / RTS League, Dota 2, Age of Empires, and other slop. Never go to the "meta" lane. (AD carry / support normally go bottom lane, but you're gonna always go middle, and steal your own teams jungle.) Never build the right items. Feed the enemy team, kill steal your own. Never push lanes or objectives. Ping spam. Keep text chats very "safe" to avoid bans. When a team mate dies, some ping spam and a "?" goes a long way. Never agree to surrender, unless your team is winning. Always report everyone who rages on you. Play characters that have statistically low win rates or are extra annoying. Use a lag switch to delay and hold entire lobbies hostage (RTS). Wall in your own team. Use retarded high risk low reward build orders. Be completely useless all of the time and never join team fights except after everyone's dead then schizo gaslight them that they were the ones not helping.
Survival, Crafting / Building Games Minecraft, and shit like it. Become insanely super godlike good at the game. Learn all the metas, muscle memory, speed run tech, and master PvP. Join reddit servers and ruinate months of "cozy crafting" with max enchanted equipment and masterful grief tactics. Construct server destroying redstone machines. Completely ruin spawn and active players bases while they're offline. Destroy their VIP / pay 2 win "donation" special items. Join their discords and spam anti-vax, anti-pitbull, and black people violence webms from rekt threads on 4chan to get their servers shut down. Literally use modded hacked clients to ESP radar hack and dupe your way to victory, kicking down reddit twerps virtual sand castles and record the seethe in their discord voice chats while pretending you don't know what's going on. Abuse and exploit anything you can to the detriment of other players (Shittily coded cash shops and stores. RPG elements that are 100% broken, like a "health swap" spell that you can use on any god-geared player to swap your 1/2 heart health with their full HP then 1 shot them naked kinda shit.)
Indie slop None of these games have any cheat protection. Cheat Engine even the most basic shit. I once played some slop card game and was able to set my opponents HP at the start of the game to 0 and win immediately. You can pretty much speed hack on all of this shit and most hack sites will have a few dedicated cheat bros that can do the wildest shit like gain access to admin panels and other destructive things. Even without cheats most basic exploits can really break these games. If a dupe method worked on one shitty survival Unreal 5 sloppa game, chances are it works on the other 7,000.
VR / Roleplay shit Fondle titties. When the white knights run up and shout "back off" loudly point and laugh at them. Force feed slags coconut drinks. Put your arm around everyone and get really up close in their face. Make fun of their furry outfits. Take a right wing stance on everything. Use cheats to spam gore and porn everywhere. Use mod menus (Cheats) to force other players to emote or spawn giant laggy objects and explosions. Always talk shit in VOIP and spam soundboards. Be as annoying and as insufferable as possible.
Single Player Games Okay, so this one's hard to "troll" but there's still ways to do it. You gotta share stuff in normie spaces that will offend and upset them. There was a guy that played Red Dead 2 and brutually murdered and tortured the "women have a right to vote" NPC to the point where he got banned off jewtube for it cause it pissed off so many redditors. You're gonna have to be real creative with this one. If you're a jewtuber you can intentionally kill off all the gay NPC's in Baldurs Gate 3 or something during your streams or playthroughs and watch the seethe roll in. Or make misleading and untrue guides or push a narrative you'd prefer to see and post them to normie sites to really stick it to 'em.
Please, feel free to share your ways of griefing and trolling foids and sexhavers within the confines of the video game. Since we can't be happy in real life, the least we can do is make their virtual lives closer to ours. Give them a taste of their own medicine. The only joy I have left in life is making others seethe in video games, because what the fuck else is there to do?

I began talking to her back in November 2022. A common friend paired as up as we were both lonely people. She had just broken up 3 months ago. Things started to hit off, but initially it was slow for me. I used to reply her late, and not be very attentive in the beginning. Fast forward to 4th January 2023, we met for the first time. What we had on January was purely physical, but then as we spent more time together, we got to know each other. What we had was long distance, we live 480 kms apart. We met again on February and this time, things started to hit off really nice. The time when we were apart from each other, we used to call, text and communicate with each other a lot. During May, we stayed together for 11 days and that is when I saw the raw, unfiltered version of her. I saw what she was, in her day to day life, and I started to fall for her! This entire time from beginning, she used to pour a lot of efforts for me, shower me with gifts, food, compliments.
In August she faced something that hit her career hard, and she also had that pressure to get married from her family. She tried to break up with me as she was mentally exhausted with everything. However, I suggested if her family is pressurising her that much, then she should talk about us to her family. She agreed and asked if I was okay with marrying her. When I let her know that I will be happy to marry her, we didn't breakup. However, he family had backed from pressurising her and we did not have to go down that path. Fast forward to November, I was a few kilometres away from her home attending my brother's wedding. We met one day when it was a big festival in her city. She took the risk of meeting me and spending an entire day with me that day, even though she was at the risk of a number of her relatives seeing us. She didn't care, she wanted to spend that day with me. We again met few days after that and spent two days together. During the first day, I took her to a rooftop pub and she later said me that she had one of the best time of her life.
Let me give you some context before I say what happened the next day. She asked me in June to show my ex's DP (Display Picture), but I didn't like doing that. So I said I had deleted her number, which I had. Later I had collected my ex's number from a mutual friend just because I had found something that belonged to her, in my cupboard. I collected her number so that I can figure out a way to return that. So, me and my ex just had a transactional conversation about how I'd send it to her. That's it. After that I forgot to delete her number. P.S. I had saved my ex's number with the contact name "Red Flag"
Coming back to the main story, I was being very protective of my phone during those two days together because I was planning a surprise for her. She noticed that protectiveness towards my phone and asked me if I had actually deleted my ex's number. She took my phone to see if I had actually deleted my ex's number. She found the number and she was mad at me. She told me that I knew everything about her ex as she shared every detail with me, even when her ex used to message her and she used to ignore. She said "You lied to me about one of my most sensitive things, exes. I know you did not cheat but none the less you lied to me and hid from me that you talked to her". She also said me that she lost trust in me. That is the day I started to feel her drift away from me. After that she never again said me that she missed me. Before this incident she used to say a lot that she misses me, or she wished I was there with her.
She got a job on 15th March at a newly opened school and from 18th April students were supposed to join. From around 22nd of April, our communication went down from 2-3 hours a day to 20 to 30 mins a day. I figured it must be because of the new schedule of her life. This was her first job, I thought maybe she needs time to adjust. Even though she bought some of the best gifts on my birthday next week, she did not wish me at nigh. She wished me the next morning. I was a bit upset. Then I called her on 1st May as it is a holiday. I told her that I at least deserved a little update from her everyday. Even 5 mins of time per day would suffice. She said she'll try, but after that, from 3rd May she went No Contact with me. I tried to reach her out but she did not respond. 11th May I had a nightmare about her and I called her up. She disconnected and texted me "I am sorry, I cannot do this anymore. I thought about it a lot of times this week but I cannot do it anymore". My world turned upside down, I called her, she picked up and said that the new workplace, the toxic work culture, the immense pressure they are putting on freshers to the extent that they had no energy left when they returned home, the family pressure, everything stacked up high on her plate and this relationship is now becoming a baggage on her. She needs a break from everything. She said me that she is also hurting from this breakup but she is being calm about it because she does not want to make it messy. She has gone no contact with every exes in the past but she doesn't want to do that to me as she wants me in her life as a friend, as I am a good hearted human. She obviously has given me the choice to go no contact with her if I need it to move on.
Later, I found out from my friend that since February, my girlfriend had started losing interest on me. She cannot fight for a love marriage with her family based on the strength pf emotions she had. She had emotions, but not strong enough to fight for it and convince her family. Throughout the relationship I have been a bit clingy and needy due to the baggages of abandonment issues from my past relationships. I also had certain insecurities due to which she could never open up much in front of me. She is a kind of person who likes to share everything with her partner. But whenever there used to be a conversation about some other man, who she found intellectually very interesting and enjoyed a conversation with, or maybe some man who was very well in making drinks and made her some of the best drinks, I used to get insecure and make silly fights. She also did not like to sleep while on call, and she hinted me sometimes indirectly, but I couldn't catch upon it. So an accumulation of all these little things made her lose interest in me.
Now me, who was not that interested in the beginning, had fallen head over heels for this girl. This breakup shattered me. Every bit of my existence just wants to vanish away right now. It is unexplainable how broken I feel. It hurts, thinking about her is killing me from inside. I loved listening to music but I can't anymore. Everything reminds me of her. I am clinging on to the hope that if I fix my abandonment issues and learn to give space and be the kind of man she wants, maybe someday she will regain her emotions for me. I am praying to any god that listens. I want to marry her, be by her for the rest of my life, grow old with her and take my last breath while I am holding her hand.

Warning this is kinda gross
Ok so recently I decided to take out my thirds on one ear and let it close over. I has been pretty itchy but apart from itching it I’ve left it alone. It has had a pretty big thing of scar tissue but I was hoping with time it would go away. I was just fiddling with it a bit and I felt a pop and when I brought my hand away there was a MASIVE glob of pus and blood- like the size of my fingertip. I have no idea why that happened and I also don’t know how it fit in there cos my ear was not even swollen. On the plus side tho the thing I thought was scar tissue is gone.
This isn’t really a question just sharing
TLDR: piercing squirted gunk at me

I had my first ER back in late March and PGT-A results in April. My doc is on maternity leave so I waited a few more weeks to regroup with a different doc in early May. Had my last period in early May as well. The clinic is getting the authorization from the insurance and I’m currently on birth control. But they won’t tell me the estimated time for FET😓 The new doc told me it might be in July, might be later… she just doesn’t know. Is this normal? How long did you wait to do FET? I feel the side effects from birth control and wish I could get rid of it ASAP. Thanks in advance :)

Yep; another of these posts.
 
Just wanted to share, I picked up SF6 as my first fighting game ever. First thing I googled was "good begineer character" and I just saw rounds of rounds of "pick who you like" (which I had no idea as I'd never played any SF title previously).
 
So I googled some initial character explanations / descriptions and Guile stuck out to me. The initial blurb I read was something about zoning (which I didnt really understand beyond "ranged attack/fireball!") and I was like "Yeah, that sounds good, let's roll"
 
I picked up the game and a mayflash F300 (the non-sanwa one); I spent an hour in the practice room / character guide and jumped into ranked - wherein I placed lowly rookie. It was probably 30 matches before I took my first win, in rookie. Around this point (a few days in) I realized I really probably wanted a leverless and made the decision to switch early due to already being in a learning phase. (This was one of my best decisions ever; both moving to leverless, and doing so early - I figured if I was going through the pain of learning leverless, may as well do it up front).
 
I've been working through ranked; initially set "gold" as my goal and got there fairly quickly (month or so?). I kept rolling and around mid-late Platinum some of the depth of the game started to really shine through and just kept pushing my intrigue and interest (ironically, as I'm in master now I feel like I know less than I felt like I knew then).
 
My top tip to share back with ranked is something that worked very well for me; in that when I start a ranked session I note my current LP; I subtract 2-300 from that and write it down. This is my "floor". If at any point of play I hit that threshold, its pause / reset / break time. Similarly, I set a goal; typically 4-500LP ahead of my current. If I hit this it's similarly break time (with the caveat of if I'm cooking, I'll let myself play until a losing set).
 
The two big walls I hit were late platinum, where not only did wakeup flashkick stop working, but people started to learn to bait and punish that behavior. It sounds sad, but this was a big crutch for me and really forced my to re-evaluate my game.
The second wall was around D1-D2, where my habit of walking back after my turn suddenly turned into crMK -> DRC and rapid death. I had to completely change how I managed space and when to give up space electively. Completely, again, changing the feel of how I play.
I'm sure I'm about to walk headlong into another wall or two, but I'm ready for it.  
So here I am in master with Guile; something I genuinely didnt believe was something I could accomplish. My execution is middling, my fundamentals could be better, but it's a constant treadmill of improvement and each time I look back retrospectively, it's insane how much has changed.
 
To anyone else working on the push to master or wants to chat Guile, feel free to ask. Always happy to run sets with anyone in a custom as well.
 
As for what's next for me? I'm going to keep pushing in master, keep hitting locals when I can (admittedly schedule makes this rare) and start looking for opportunities to play in competitive settings (where I will assuredly get cooked, but so was the case at almost every stage so far).

The gods were in shock. They did not expect to lose a single match in Ragnarok, but they lost the very first match. A group of gods got in a meeting, fury slowly replacing their surprise.
"Dammit!" Ishtar tore her hair out. "How could we lose the first match?"
"We may have underestimated the archetypes. It might be best to call off Ragnarok now before more gods die," Odin said.
Zeus gave him a cold glare.
"Are you saying that we just give up?"
"Is wiping out humanity really worth the lives of gods? If letting humanity live would spare even a single god, why not let them live?" Odin asked.
"Because we are the gods," Zeus answered. "We do not lose."
Huitzilopochtli nodded.
"I do not want to lose either. In fact, death would be preferable to me. But I will admit that we underestimated the archetypes," he stated.
King Yama slammed his fist on a table.
"We did not underestimate them. This was a fluke," he declared. "Humanity's judgment is at hand! The time has come: we must crush the archetypes utterly. Humanity will know that they have no hope."
Zeus nodded.
"Why don't you send in your fighter, Odin?" the King of the Gods asked.
"Very well. I will send in Jormungandr. Though, I am certain he will lose."
"Certain? Or do you hope he will lose? It is said that Jormungandr will kill your son someday."
Odin did not reply.
Valhalla Arena had been flooded. There was no land visible, instead a vast sea. Cameras were floating above the arena so the audience could see the fight. After all, both fighters for this round would need all the space they could get.
"Introducing, the fighter for the gods," Heimdall spoke up. "Who is the mightiest of the Aesir, Vanir, and Jotnar?"
The gate on the gods' side opened.
"Thor! That is the obvious answer!"
Water rippled as something entered the arena.
"Or is it? For, there is one god so powerful that some people say that he will be the one to kill Thor!"
The water nearby Heimdall pushed up. Gods and men alike looked at it with awe.
"He is: the Midgard Serpent, the Jormungandr that circles the world!"
A massive sea serpent burst out of the water. He leaped through the air before crashing down. This splash sent water flying through the air for miles around them. When Jormungandr landed, he let out a roar that shook the world.
In the stands, Freyr grimaced.
"Odin, why did you send that monster to fight? Why not send Thor, Loki, or fight yourself?" he asked.
"I have my reasons," Odin answered.
"Come to think of it," Loki pondered. "Jormungandr and you are the only members of our Pantheon fighting in Ragnarok. What's up with that?"
"Loki, I have my reasons."
They tried to push Odin further, but he wouldn't respond.
"For ages, humans told tales of adventures on the high seas..." Heimdall started.
The gate on humanity's side opened.
"Stories of romance, adventure, glory, and treasure!"
A massive ship came out, sails at full blaze. Countless canons lined its sides.
"But who would lead these adventures? Would it be an admiral? A king? No! No! No! It could only be someone like this man," Heimdall continued.
Standing on the deck of the ship was a tall man. He had a long beard, a tricorn hat, and a 1700s naval outfit. A cutlass hung on his belt. There was also a brace of pistols on his chest.
"The Captain!"
In humanity's stands, Blackbeard laughed.
"You show them, Captain! Send that scurvy sea monster to Davy Jones Locker!" he said.
Robert Louis Stevenson looked on from nearby, a smile on his face.
"Whether it's heroes or villains, humanity loves the role of the captain in its stories," the author stated.
"Yes, they do," Herman Melville nodded. "But Jormungandr makes me uneasy."
"Bah! You're worrying for nothing. There's no way the Captain would lose to an overgrown sea serpent," Ching Shieh scoffed.
"Yes. Just because you wrote a story about a captain getting killed by a sea monster doesn't mean it'll happen to the Captain," Blackbeard agreed.
"I feel the same way as Melville," Odysseus spoke up. "As someone who faced numerous sea monsters, I can tell that Jormungandr is on another level entirely."
In the arena, the ship moved to the side. All its cannons were pointed right at Jormungandr. The Captain walked to the side of the deck with a deep sigh.
"It's a shame that you turn into green dust when you die here," he said.
Jormungandr did not respond.
"I wanted to mount your head on the prow of my ship. Now, I can't do that," the Captain complained.
"Disgusting," Jormungandr spoke up.
"What's that? You think I'm disgusting, do ya'?"
"All of this is disgusting. Ragnarok is supposed to decide the survival of humanity, but the gods will not be wiped out if they lose."
"You want to kill the gods?" the Captain asked. "Then why are you fighting for them?"
Jormungandr chuckled.
"You are mistaken, Captain. I do want to kill the gods, but I also want to kill humanity. I want to destroy everyone and everything. They all trapped me and kept me trapped down there," he said.
"In the ocean? But aren't you a sea serpent?" the Captain questioned.
"I am, but not by choice," Jormungandr gritted his teeth. "There is nothing I hate more than the ocean!"
"Fight!" Heimdall shouted.
Theme: Hatred vs. Glory.
The Captain fights for glory. He wants to kill Jormungandr so he can brag about having killed the world's strongest sea monster. The Captain takes joy in his battles. Jormungandr, meanwhile, fights out of hatred. He was trapped in the sea against this will and wants to destroy everyone who sent him down there. Jormungandr may change his mind, but he's currently fighting just because he wants to kill someone, even if he takes no joy in it.
Fighters:
Jormungandr:
Powers:
Size: Jormungandr is massive. He makes blue whales look tiny. This gives him incredible durability and strength.
Venom: Jormungandr's bite is venemous.
Poison: Jormungandr's blood is poisonous. A single drop of it is enough to send a human into a spiral of agony. A splash is enough to kill a god. Even Thor wouldn't survive getting immersed in Jormungandr's blood.
Backstory:
Jormungandr is the son of Loki and Angrboda. When he was born, a seeress prophesized that he would one day kill Thor. Thor was ecstatic since he'd have a strong opponent to fight to the death with. Odin, meanwhile, was horrified. He threw Jormungandr into the ocean to save his son.
However, the seeress told Thor to let Odin do this. For Jormungandr would only grow strong if he had enough space to grow. And the ocean would give him more than enough space.
Jormungandr never wanted to be the strongest. He just wanted to live out his life as a snake god. However, he was now stuck under the ocean. Forever. Jormungandr grew to despise the ocean. Then, he started heating the world and everyone and everything on it.
To Jormungandr, humanity's destruction is only the first step. After they're extinct, he intends to turn his fangs on the gods.
The Captain:
Powers:
The Flying Dutchman: The Captain commands the Flying Dutchman, a legendary ghost ship. It has a full array of cannons. And, being a ghost ship, it can teleport and pass through solid objects. Additionally, the Captain can control the ship with thought, not needing a crew.
Experience: The Captain has been sailing the seven seas for thousands of years. He has killed many sea monsters over this time, and he knows how to fight them.
Underwater Fighting: The Captain can fight underwater just as well as he can fight on the surface. He can even do things underwater that would go horribly for normal people, like shoot guns or swing swords.
Backstory:
The Captain came into being shortly after humans first took to sea. When people brought back tales of adventures abroad, the Captain was formed. Since then, he has sailed the world, and he loves the sea.
The Captain seeks glory and adventure wherever he goes. He wants people to sing his praises, to know his deeds, and to tell stories about him. That is why he seeks out sea monsters, to win fame and glory.
However, the Captain, various gods, and other brave sailors have already killed most of the world's sea monsters. Now, only a few remain. The Captain wants to kill the strongest sea monster while he still has a chance. Then, he believes even the gods will have no choice but to give him glory.
So, who do you think will win?