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Let's explain the situation from the beginning. We are a group of 6 friends and little by little our friendship has deteriorated. I sent him a WhatsApp explaining that I would not take any more trips with him until his attitude changed. Now my friends are telling me to forgive him since we have a trip for the summer.
When we were 17 we always met up to get drunk and smoke. But years have passed and I'm turning 21. And I'm getting tired of this environment.
I think the turning point was when I bought my car on my own (when I was just 19 years old), I was working for months and once I bought it it was wonderful, everyone was super excited until the problems started to occur. Many responsibilities fell on me, organizing plans, taking home, always doing the shopping.
I mainly had a problem with a friend, let's call him House. House was always my closest friend and I knew him from school, in high school we hung out occasionally but when we created the group we became even closer.
We met every day and it was very cool, but I already realized that he sometimes had anger problems (once he broke the neighbor's air conditioning because they stood him up) as well as a childish attitude of always being right.
A few days before I quit a job that was exploitative and I was having a hard time, I promised House that I would pick him up and take him to a nightclub (after work) that is 4 km from his house (5 km from mine). . But I quit so I was happy to be able to drink and have a good time, until he reminded me of the "promise". By that time he had already resigned 1 week ago and we already bought the tickets 2 weeks ago. He didn't say anything to me until we were at the party and he made a passive-aggressive comment at me. I feel bad and I manipulate the rest so that they say that I had to keep my promise... Well, it's not that big of a deal but it was a wake-up call for me.
I had some friction with him, such as him falsely accusing me that he was stealing gas money from him after a trip for wanting to "overcharge him", something totally false. Or one time he got drunk and was on the beach on my birthday yelling at me and another friend to give him the bottle we were all drinking, we refused because he was 3 steps away and if he had wanted to be with us he could, Then he became aggressive and confronted me a few centimeters away, I pushed him and threatened to hit me. Afterwards we "reconciled" but I already mistrusted in a certain way because of what he had shown me.
His parents divorce, he starts drinking every day, he is dissatisfied with the studies he chose himself, no one forced him and he chose a higher degree with no way out because he was funny in front of others. He hasn't gotten his driver's license, he's not progressing in life, and so the months go by.
In my town there is a party and it is like the party that the entire region comes, including people, we are talking about tens of thousands of young people partying, well House meets us but informs us that first he should have a few beers with his friends, proceed not to be separated from them all day. The worst thing was that every time we told him to do something he followed them from one place to another like a dog, until I understood what was happening, he was with them all the time because they were taking cocaine. That disgusted me a lot since he knows that I don't like that and that if he had stayed with those friends of his I wouldn't have cared, but he had stayed with us.
A week later he organized a plan, as I always do, to go have a barbecue in the mountains, a beautiful place where House tells me that he has no money, I invite him to eat with another friend. When we arrive I see that we have forgotten the meat, so I have to call my aunt who lives 20 minutes away to go get it. I did the shopping alone, in the end I went down alone with my aunt, I bought them beer since House and another stayed upstairs drinking. When I arrive they criticize the meat I bought, I forgot to buy bread, and they criticize the coals I bought since they were very "small", in the end we cooked everything even on meat.
After 2 weeks I plan to go fishing, and that's when House openly tells me that the barbecue was "fucking shit", which seemed like very strong words to me. Mainly when they come from a person who has never driven to take me (he doesn't have a license...), I don't buy the meat, I don't cook and worse still he didn't even thank me for having invited him to eat, he has pay from his parents, they are officials. My parents are immigrants and I have earned my money by working. After that he reproaches me saying that since I am studying and he is "working", he is practicing sports. HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A FULL TIME!! Which is my obligation since I am freer than him, he doesn't know that lately I have been studying 9 hours a day, super stressed and bad. After that discussion, I didn't speak to him the entire trip back.
I don't want to see him, it's as if he had clicked on me * and no matter how much forgiveness he asks me and they tell me that "it was just a few words", it doesn't seem that way to me.
What do you think is pride or should I forgive him for the good of the group?

I believe if marriage was a lot easier like how it was back in the day (1400 years ago), there would be a lot less degeneracy.
Men wouldn’t want to look at 🌽 because they would desire their wives and their wives would desire them (in general, let’s exclude extreme cases).
Now there are so many cultural and monetary barriers just to get married which makes zina a lot more attractive. It’s quick, easy and low cost.
Just to get married nowadays you need to be in such a high position with a job car, house, little to no debt its crazy. If you don’t have any generational wealth to fall upon you’re cooked.

Like the title says, my (50f) significant other (44m) is currently living out if his car or with friends. We've been together 6 months and in the beginning, I had no idea about his living situation. He had recently left a live-in handyman type of position at a large rural compound to be closer to this side of the island where his sister lives. He stayed with her some, friends some, while I assumed he was looking for a place. His work is freelance; he's a skilled boat builder and repairman but takes minimal work. He could easily make a steady income with it if he'd manage his time well but has trouble getting along with authority and committing to schedules. The longer I'm with him, I suspect definitely suspect neurodivergence or some type of mental issue. But, he's fun, we get along, he's attractive and generally compatible with me. Problem is, I don't see how he's going to resolve his living situation. As we've gotten closer, he does sleepovers at my house sometimes. He's a stellar guest, cooks, cleans, buys things for the home, everything. BUT, the closer we get, the more he pressures me to let him stay like every night. If I don't offer, he gets verbally abusive calling me selfish and other worse names. I am a mom of 3 kids ages 22, 18, and 11 and they all live with me (oldest moving out to law school this summer). I just can't "move a guy in" like that, though they can tolerate him at times....and that's exactly what it feels like: tolerance. It's a small community and they're hip to the fact that he's currently without a home. AITAH for expecting him to figure out his own place to stay on the days he's not with me? I need my time and space. I told him no matter who he was or how much money a guy has, I'm in no way ready to live with someone full time. He says I'm heartless. But back when he was getting to know me, he hid all his frustration and acted just fine. Now I walk on eggshells to even call him during the day because it's usually going to turn into a drama/argument/guilt trip about where he's sleeping that night.

I apologize if this has been asked before; I did do a search and read through some of the responses.
I have a 2015 Forester that I bought secondhand from my dad. It's in pretty good shape, but I do have a medium sized dog + the front driver's seat is showing some wear, so I was thinking about getting some covers to make it look a little nicer. I currently have a bench seat cover over the backseat to protect from the dog (he does wear a seatbelt, so only stays in one seat) but it's starting to rip so I'll need to upgrade.
I'm not car savvy enough to know where all of the airbags are in my car, but I do think there are some in the front seats as there is a tag that says so.
I'm looking at CoverKing and EKR right now, does anyone know if those kinds of seat covers will interfere with airbags? I can always just put one on the back bench seat I suppose, if it may be an issue.
Thanks!

Just a little heads up.
I imagine it’s largely due to the poor weather. But there seems to be a lot of homeless groups taking sheltegathering/sleeping in the NCP stairs.
I walked through to get my car. They were fine and mostly friendly as I politely made my way through.
At least 20 of them (mostly men).
Some men are isolated from the rest on different floors and are by themselves. (They looked a little startled seeing me).
I’m pretty street smart (born in raddy) so i I wasn’t really phased. But I could see how more vulnerable individuals would find it intimidating.
So please be aware and alert.

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Due to all these discussions in the sub about Lynette and Bree’s handling of pizzeria decisions, I went back and below is the interactions they had in that episode related to pizzeria.
After Bree offered Lynette money because she felt Lynette didn’t appreciate her car enough and got to know from Katherine that Lynette is planning to sell the restaurant, Lynette refused to accept money. When Bree insisted, Lynette said you can be a partner. If we earn profit, you get a cut, if we go bankrupt, we delinquent and you get the first 20k.. shows that Lynette had all the pride and intention to give Bree her money back.
Then, Lynette went to Bree and this happened:
Lynette: we want to shut Scavo’s down tonight and do a party in your honor just friends and family.
Bree: my publisher is asking me to do a local launch for book so we can do the signing, “that will help us fill up your place”. (That was the first taunt)
Lynette: We have filled the place many times, but sure it’s a party for you so as you like.
Bree- what I want is to make this an opportunity for YOU. We can turn one of your DISMAL Thursday night seatings in to a REAL event” - (that’s another taunt and its being made very clear onscreen how Lynette does not appreciate, when Bree is making these comments about how her restaurant is a failure and doesn’t attract people)
Then at the restaurant later:
Bree: Lynette I heard you are serving my four cheese pizza, and Lynette said yes we are ready just putting this last pizza in to oven…
Bree: that’s commercial parmesan. That’s like the DUST THEY SWEEP OFF THE FLOOR where they make real cheese”
Lynette: it’s fine Bree. We use it all the time.
Bree: Perhaps you do, but my recipe specifies fresh grated
Lynette says, Bree no one will notice. That’s the fourth cheese on the four cheese pizza, it’s a ringo of cheese
Lynette was so wrong here, she should have listened to Bree’s objections about using the correct ingredients and they should have come up with an idea on how to fix this. At this point Bree could have made it clear that let’s keep it three cheese pizza or announce it is not exactly my recipe, instead she decided to be her backhanded self.
Bree introduces herself as “PART OWNER” to the staff, and starts making three cheese pizzas and throws the pizzas Lynette made out.
Now, there was no point at which Bree suggested this to Lynette or said I don’t want this to be called my recipe if you are not following the correct ingredients, but look at her out of touch, rude and snarky remarks and her assuming that by lending 20k forcefully she becomes the owner of the business.
Then when Lynette asks Bree can you explain throwing these pizzas, Bree: “I wanted to spare your feelings but since you know, I am not comfortable having my recipes prepared with ‘substandard ingredients’.
Lynette: we use this parmesan all the time, you can’t go around changing things without asking me.
Bree: You made me partner, I can change 15% and I choose the parmesan and I don’t know if you heard but people are raving about my pizza.
Lynette: well they would probably have loved my pizza too but we will never know because my partner threw it in the garbage, what a waste!
Bree: Fine, I will reimburse you, if that will make things right. (Notice how she has only been making this about money)
Lynette: Oh sure it’s only money right? We know you are doing well, you made it clear to everyone but you shouldn’t be lording over everyone just because you got a couple of breaks.
Bree: Couple of breaks? I worked my ass off to get where I am am.
Lynette: I worked my ass off too, i just wasn’t as lucky as you.
Bree: well I believe that we create our own luck.
Lynette: meaning that I created my own failure?
Bree: not completely but let’s face it, you do cut corners (about parmesan). I mean one of the things I can teach you is the impotance of attention to detail.
Lynette: wow, talk about luck, when I offered to throw you this little thank you party, i never imagined it would turn in to an opportunity for me to learn from great bree hodge.
Bree: well I am not the one who NEEDED $20000 to keep my business afloat.
Lynette: No, you are the one who us never gonna let me forget it.
Then Lynette leaves her telling let me know how this party I threw you turns out.
Anyway - a person told me on a post today on the sub that Lynette was being a bitch to Bree in the entire episode when Bree was perfectly nice to her and Lynette had too much pride to ask for help when she needed it, so Bree did her a favour. These are the interactions they had the entire episode, and this clearly shows that while Lynette was struggling to keep her restaurant which they lost due to Porter’s legal fees, Bree attributed it to their failure to use quality ingredients, decided she is their messiah and she is the owner and gets to make executive decisions in the business because she lent her friend some money and did not apologize even once for wasting the food, or for turning a blind eye towards her own smugness and arrogance during her friend’s needs and overstepping her boundaries as a friend or investor. To her, only she worked her ass off, everyone else was cutting corners. Let’s also make it clear - Katherine was the one whose recipes were published in this said book whose success Bree was flying high on. She manipulated Katherine’s recipe from curley leaf parsley to minced leaf parsley, so it’s a nice foresight.
It’s funny no one sees how delusional and unattached to reality Bree was due to just being on a high horse and mistreated many people. She may have been right about not wanting to use other ingredients in that pizza, but her attitude in the whole episode was just a huge stink and least friend-like.

I’ve learned the child of a friend of a friend is enduring some pretty horrible abuse at the hands of her father. She’s turning 18 in July. She doesn’t feel like she can move in with her mom because she doesn’t have a car and she’d have to move hours away, her mom is strict, and they don’t get along. I can’t imagine how it’s worse than what she’s going through now. Her living situation with her dad is a dirty trailer with no food. Her dad has been unemployed for about a year. He’s masturbating all the time in the living room and apparently she’s walked in on it multiple times. Not only that, but apparently he’s made her CLEAN UP his cum tissues…..and locked her out of the house when she refused. He put butter on a plate and made her lick it off because she’s “too skinny”. She’s only skinny because he eats all the food.
At first when I heard about the situation a few months ago, she’d just walked in on him once masturbating in the living room. I thought, “Ok, this could’ve been a weird mistake, but this could be really bad.” Clearly it’s escalated to a much worse place.
She turns 18 in July though. I don’t want to make her life worse than it already is by reporting it, but if it will help, of course I want to do anything I can to intervene. My friend who knows her is giving her some work to do this summer to save up for an apartment. And she gave her money to put a mini fridge in her room so she can keep food for herself. I just wanted some feedback on the best course of action.

My husband and I met in college and we ended up married a few years after. Six year into marriage, he says he regrets that he never got to really explore the bachelor life since we were together since mid college. He has had two partner before me. He is my only partner and I am perfectly content with that. Not too long after that he "jokingly" suggested an open marriage since it is what "everyone" is doing these days according to him and my heart sank. and said no. I wondered if I just wasn't hot enough or fun enough in bed or he was just getting bored of me - even though I always allow him enough space to himself. I mean I agreed to all his kinks in the past and I exercise religiously with weight lifting and yoga while eating very health diets so I am pretty darn fit. I always planned at least 2 date nights a month and always join in on his hobbies when he wants me to even though I have no interest like race car courses or the range. He was persistent with his request and made me feel back for not letting him enjoy his youth while he still had it. Eventually he broke me down and i begrudgingly agreed on a don't ask don't tell policy.
When it all started I didn't bother to partake. I just lived life as I did before except he would go out to more "boys night outs" and bars and I would see dating apps on his phone. After maybe 6 months into it, I eventually decided to go on dating sites since I was home alone at night more often during Fridays and I thought I might as well give it a try after my lady friends encouraged me to.
Fast forward a few months and now when I tell my husband I can't keep him company during his hobbies, he starts to get annoyed and want to know about what I am doing and when I just mention oh just a date. He demanded more details despite the don't ask, dont tell policy. And as months go by he get really mad and decided lets close the marriage. I actually met some really charming, nice men who actually seem to appreciate my company and really want to do things I want to do so I tell no and then the guilt tripping starts again. Now he says he wants a baby and I should stop this because it won't be good for our future children to grow up with parents doing this sort of stuff. When we got married he stated he never wanted kid and I said did but I am fine not having them as I would not want to have kids with a man who didn't want them.
AITAH for not agreeing to close the marriage and cutting all ties to everyone I met?

Hi,
Need to get a car for daily commute, I would like to study for the exam but reading the driver manual isn’t for me, is there a good website or an application where I can train ?

Let's explain the situation from the beginning. We are a group of 6 friends and little by little our friendship has deteriorated.
When we were 17 we always met up to get drunk and smoke. But years have passed and I'm turning 21. And I'm getting tired of this environment.
I think the turning point was when I bought my car on my own (when I was just 19 years old), I was working for months and once I bought it it was wonderful, everyone was super excited until the problems started to occur. Many responsibilities fell on me, organizing plans, taking home, always doing the shopping.
I mainly had a problem with a friend, let's call him House. House was always my closest friend and I knew him from school, in high school we hung out occasionally but when we created the group we became even closer.
We met every day and it was very cool, but I already realized that he sometimes had anger problems (once he broke the neighbor's air conditioning because they stood him up) as well as a childish attitude of always being right.
A few days before I quit a job that was exploitative and I was having a hard time, I promised House that I would pick him up and take him to a nightclub (after work) that is 4 km from his house (5 km from mine). . But I quit so I was happy to be able to drink and have a good time, until he reminded me of the "promise". By that time he had already resigned 1 week ago and we already bought the tickets 2 weeks ago. He didn't say anything to me until we were at the party and he made a passive-aggressive comment at me. I feel bad and I manipulate the rest so that they say that I had to keep my promise... Well, it's not that big of a deal but it was a wake-up call for me.
I had some friction with him, such as him falsely accusing me that he was stealing gas money from him after a trip for wanting to "overcharge him", something totally false. Or one time he got drunk and was on the beach on my birthday yelling at me and another friend to give him the bottle we were all drinking, we refused because he was 3 steps away and if he had wanted to be with us he could, Then he became aggressive and confronted me a few centimeters away, I pushed him and threatened to hit me. Afterwards we "reconciled" but I already mistrusted in a certain way because of what he had shown me.
His parents divorce, he starts drinking every day, he is dissatisfied with the studies he chose himself, no one forced him and he chose a higher degree with no way out because he was funny in front of others. He hasn't gotten his driver's license, he's not progressing in life, and so the months go by.
In my town there is a party and it is like the party that the entire region comes, including people, we are talking about tens of thousands of young people partying, well House meets us but informs us that first he should have a few beers with his friends, proceed not to be separated from them all day. The worst thing was that every time we told him to do something he followed them from one place to another like a dog, until I understood what was happening, he was with them all the time because they were taking cocaine. That disgusted me a lot since he knows that I don't like that and that if he had stayed with those friends of his I wouldn't have cared, but he had stayed with us.
A week later he organized a plan, as I always do, to go have a barbecue in the mountains, a beautiful place where House tells me that he has no money, I invite him to eat with another friend. When we arrive I see that we have forgotten the meat, so I have to call my aunt who lives 20 minutes away to go get it. I did the shopping alone, in the end I went down alone with my aunt, I bought them beer since House and another stayed upstairs drinking. When I arrive they criticize the meat I bought, I forgot to buy bread, and they criticize the coals I bought since they were very "small", in the end we cooked everything even on meat.
After 2 weeks I plan to go fishing, and that's when House openly tells me that the barbecue was "fucking shit", which seemed like very strong words to me. Mainly when they come from a person who has never driven to take me (he doesn't have a license...), I don't buy the meat, I don't cook and worse still he didn't even thank me for having invited him to eat, he has pay from his parents, they are officials. My parents are immigrants and I have earned my money by working. After that he reproaches me saying that since I am studying and he is "working", he is practicing sports. HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A FULL TIME!! Which is my obligation since I am freer than him, he doesn't know that lately I have been studying 9 hours a day, super stressed and bad. After that discussion, I didn't speak to him the entire trip back.
I sent him a WhatsApp explaining that I would not take any more trips with him until his attitude changed. Now my friends are telling me to forgive him since we have a trip for the summer.
I don't want to see him, it's as if he had clicked on me * and no matter how much forgiveness he asks me and they tell me that "it was just a few words", it doesn't seem that way to me.
What do you think is pride or should I forgive him for the good of the group?

I am currently a software engineer with a bachelor's degree in computer science. I have 2+ years of experience and I hate my job.
I have always been a hard worker and "good" at the job itself, taking and completing tasks at a rapid rate. In college, I tutored, TA'd and helped classmates as I was usually in the top of the class.
Much of the problem is the job itself as I do love programming and solving problems, but lately I have been wondering if I made the right decision with my career. I sit in an office 8+ hours a day and sit in my car for another 1+ hours for the commute. I am too mentally tired when I get home to keep up with any side projects and I feel very unmotivated to stay in shape. I have looked for different jobs, especially remote positions, but I cannot land a single interview after 6 months and hundreds of applications. Every day feels a little bit worse.
Before I became a software engineer, I was a cook at a high volume restaurant and I absolutely loved it. I switched because I earned my degree and I made no money as a cook. I spent some time as an electrician's assistant which I enjoyed as well.
I am very passionate about storytelling, lore, history, literature, and film. When I was young, I dreamt of being an author more than anything. I have a number of book outlines written up, but when I go to start them after work I just can't. I wrote a screenplay a couple years back when I had mornings off as a cook.
I know I shouldn't quit my job without another one lined up, but I really can't take much more of this job and I am feeling very defeated by the job search. I want more time to work on side projects like my writing and I'm not sure how to accomplish that without quitting on the spot.
I don't know what I want to be honest. I have all these ideas floating around in my head and can't pinpoint what action I should actually take. I miss the outdoors and feel like I have zero freedom or agency in my world.
Any advice helps! Thanks for reading this far.

Last week I was on a weekend vacation. Only about two hours away from my house. My wife really likes to shop online for everything and we get a ton of packages. We also have a camera on the front door so we usually don’t worry too much about it but try to stop or slow down packages if we leave town. The day I’m coming back(only two days) I wake up to see that my neighbor is walking off with my packages @11:30 at night. I really can’t see to well whom it is but then I see that it’s her because she in her pajamas. She did not knock or ring the doorbell and my wife’s car is still In the driveway. When I get home I go over and immediately ask her about the packages. I didn’t mention that it wasn’t ok as I didn’t want to be rude and I wanted my packages(250 worth of things). I don’t say thank you and just walked off. She comes to me a day later and apologizes and says that she was trying to do me a favor. I told her that it was very strange that she did it so late at night and did not knock, leave a note or ring the doorbell. We had not talked about it at all. All we do is wave high to each other maybe once a week. Later that night around d 9;30 or 10 she comes over cop knocking on my door. Tells me that if I think she stealing that we were done and that I should stay on my side of the street from now on and that she was trying to be neighborly. Basically screaming in the street. Ive only been to her side of the street twice . Once because my dog got out and she saved him from running and to get my packages in two years. Of course she said something about the dog thing too.

My fiancé and I just bought our first house in a fenced in community. It’s technically a condo but it’s a 3bed 3 bath with a little backyard so we thought it’d be worth it. We both own commuters cars for daily driving and a 2012 Tacoma dclb. We use it for weekends errands that involve the bed of the truck and going up to the mountains for snowboarding mainly. We have a 2 car garage for our commuters and park the truck in a parking spot outside. I didn’t know this at the time, but our HOA states that a vehicle can’t be placed in the same parking spot for over 48 hours. They’re pretty lenient about it but after about a week they will tag it to be towed so I just move it. Recently when I park in a certain spot (the one most convenient for me) the people that live next door to that parking spot have said how inconsiderate it is to park there because they aren’t able to park there. I hate confrontation so I simply say I have the right to park here just as much as anyone else and that our garage is full because of our other 2 vehicles. (The 2 people complaining only use 1 vehicle in their garage and the other just has a bunch of boxes in there) Recently I’ve found trash in the bed of the truck and nails and screws in front of my tires and I’m guessing it’s one of them. (Ones definitely kinda crazy) At this point it feels like more of a hassle to own it and I feel like just renting a truck anytime I need a truck bed would actually be cheaper since I’m not paying insurance and maintenance. This is definitely more of a rant and I appreciate anyone that’s read this. I’m open to any advice or comments but I definitely feel kinda defeated and dumb for getting into a house with an hoa and only a 2 car garage knowing I have 3 vehicles.

I'm 27M, still living at home with my parents and my girlfriend, and I feel stuck. Both parents work and provide, which I appreciate of course, but I feel handicapped and without support and really want to get out of here for various personal reasons. I never got a phone like my three siblings who have all managed to move out. I never managed to get a driver's license. These factors make job searching awkward because I have to go through my girlfriend's phone and try and find things within walking distance because parents are too busy to consistently drive me, and I don't live in a big city where that's very feasible. GF is an artist, but she's disabled and while she can scrounge up enough to take care of her food and meds and such, it's far from enough to put towards a moving out fund or a car or anything. It's just all so discouraging and I'm not sure what to do. I do have an online friend whom I've known for over a decade that I trust and have met in person multiple times who is willing to split an apartment with us when I'm ready, but I need to find my feet and be able to contribute and I just feel at a loss for how to get there.
I can provide answers to any follow-up questions but, yeah, that's my lot generally speaking. I really want to take my friend up on this by the end of the year if I can but getting there feels impossible.

Just moved here. I’d rather not buy a car right now, but I’ve got a bicycle.
Is Louisville okay for being an UberEats Driver via bicycle? I just tried it this morning and didn’t get a single delivery. I’m not trying to make a living off this, just make a bit of money between now and when my real job starts in a few months.
Am I wasting my time and energy trying to be an UberEats bike delivery driver in this city? Any tips to make it work?

ULPT: how can I get a key for an abandoned car that I don't own, that's on my property : UnethicalLifeProTips (reddit.com)

I know this is unnecessarily long, so if you are not in the mood for reading, I understand. But I would greatly appreciate anyone who would take the time to read my story that is probably TMI and badly in need of some editing. I just really need some advice from people whose heads are less cloudy than mine.
My fiancé M/42 and I F41 have been together for about 4 years and have known each other since high school. I knew he was a recovering addict when I got together with him but I fell head over heels in love and didn’t see the relapse on the horizon that would occur shortly after the honeymoon phase and would eventually almost kill me - I took a swipe of some mystery powder and touched it to my tongue (fentanyl) thinking it would help me get through the most stressful day of my life as i was ceaning out his place while I was packing him up for detox. It was a total freak accident, I’m not an addict, never done anything like that in my life, I’m a single mom and a kindergarten teacher, but I loved him so much I just followed him down the rabbit hole and honestly just became so disoriented in this world I (naively) didn’t understand or even realize I had signed up for.
Anyway, He literally saved my life, and said I also saved his, because that day is what motivated him to get and stay clean for good despite being an active heroin addict for the majority of his life.
He worked an incredibly thorough program, and he gained more friends, money, and more overall success in 2 years than I’ve been able to scrounge up in an entire lifetime. And it’s no surprise honestly. He’s a special person. Absolutely brilliant, charismatic, driven, and has a heart of gold.
Within a year of getting sober, he moved me and my daughters into a gorgeous home adjacent to a golf course, bought luxury vehicles for both me and him, convinced me to quit my teaching job which was making me miserable, so I could finally be fully present for my girls, and then put a giant diamond ring on my left hand. He completely spoils us. We went from having nothing to having every tangible thing, we could possibly need.
The stability that he provided for us meant the world to a single mom who was barely making ends meet, but it was always just the icing on the cake for me. He’s my best friend in the world, he makes me laugh so hard my mouth hurts from smiling, he show me that he loves even the parts of myself that I don’t find lovable. I found my soulmate.
His program started slipping after 2 1/2 years (last November). He was already struggling in his role of being a stepfather, and we were fighting a lot about parenting stuff. He has a lot to learn, has little patience, and seems to have very unrealistic expectations of my kids. He wanted Parenting to be this effortless thing, and he just doesn’t get that it’s not. And that kids are not always going to behave themselves and that doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with them. so we were fighting a lot.
In December, he started complaining about his chronic back pain again (a real issue for him as he’s had five back surgeries due to a snowboarding accident in his early 20s-this was during that height of Purdue Pharma and what got him hooked on pain meds)
While I know he was legitimately in pain, it was also a red flag because pain was the culprit for his last relapse. He decided to go in for a sixth surgery and was told he would have to wait three months. He found a surgeon who has made a lot of profit off of him over the years (as he’s a PI attorney) and was willing to prescribe him generous amounts of pain pills to get him through the three months of increasing pain that he was experiencing. He spent the next three months in bed, depressed, checking out, taking pills depressed, checking out- as I became increasingly suspicious that his behavior was much too loopy for the amount of medication he was being prescribed. I fell into the role of his nurse, and his babysitter. Making sure he didn’t text to nonsense to clients, making sure he didn’t fall and make his back worse, making sure he wasn’t interacting with the kids, etc
I knew he wasn’t being honest with me, but he just kept gaslighting me. It honestly felt like he was psychologically tormenting me, treating me as though I was totally paranoid, heartless and out of line. I thought after the surgery, it would finally get better. I made a promise that I would be there for him because he had never had anyone there for him for the previous surgeries and it had been a really traumatic experience for him in the past. I really stepped up and tried so hard to his rock. The hospital experience was horrific, mainly because no amount of diloted was relieving him of the pain. None of the nurses understood why he needed so much more than everyone else, but I think his tolerance had just become so high.
After that nightmare was finally over I was really counting on things getting better, as the plan was for him to taper off the meds, live pain-free, and get back to normal. It didn’t go that way. It just kept getting worse and no matter how many times I told him that I didn’t trust him he just had an excuse for an explanation for everything. He is a master manipulator and I listened to him do it to everyone, doctors, the pharmacist he formed a “friendship” with, literally everyone.
On Mother’s Day, it got to a point where he couldn’t hide it anymore. He disappeared for the day, Ended up, passing out at a gas station and was unreachable for hours, when he finally came home, the car was all fucked up and he claims it was someone else’s fault. He went straight to his home office and I didn’t see the rest of the night until I walked in on him smoking crushed up pills. After that, he confessed everything to me, including the time that he told me not to check the mail because he had a special surprise for me to thank me for all the love and support I gave him To help him through his surgery. it turned out he had drug dealers sending him drugs in the mail. Needless to say there was no surprise for me me. Just heartbreak and betrayal. I felt like a fool.
I was still processing this the next day when , after insisting on taking a photo of me in these designer sunglasses he purchased for me out of guilt. I asked him not to take my photo, because I had tears in my eyes, but he insisted. He was napping next to me and I opened his phone to erase the photo. we’ve always had each other’s passwords, and have looked through each others photos before for various reasons, sharing photos, etc. I cannot emphasize enough how much I trust his loyalty to me when it comes to anything other than drugs.
But for some reason, all of my photos, the ones I was taking on my phone were showing up in his feed. I was so confused, so I started scrolling through deleting unflattering double chin pictures of myself when I came across that menu photos organized based on face recognition. One of them was his ex. I remember him telling me he deleted all of his photos of her the first time he told me he loved me.
I opened it and scrolled through hundreds of pictures of their happy life together. The pictures got more and more sexual, one of her with her legs spread, another another of them in the bathtub together, her kissing him while he had his hands around her neck, another screenshot of her naked in the shower with a thumbnail shot of him in the corner obviously jerking off to her on FaceTime. Because I’m a masochist I decided to take it one step further and look in his video folder. I found a There I found a thumbnail shot if a close-up of him penetrating her. I watched it and it just completely crushed whatever was left of me.
I’m normally a really passive person, and I just completely lost my mind. I reacted as though I had caught him cheating on me. I just couldn’t handle the physical evidence of such a close up shot of him being inside another woman. It’s stupid because I know, like me, he has a past. Obviously he’s been with other women. Obviously he’s been attracted to them. But it just scarred my brain, I literally haven’t even been able to eat since because I’ve been so nauseous. I know it’s ridiculous, because this is a reality I was well aware existed, but seeing it with my own eyes… I don’t know what to say. Other than that I need a lobotomy.
He says he erased all of those videos and photos from his phone, and something weird happened where all of his photos from the cloud just re-uploaded when he got a new phone. He’s not a technical person and I actually believe him because, aside from being a complete liar when it comes to drugs, he has always show me the upmost, integrity, love and loyalty. So it’s not that I don’t believe him. I just can’t get that image out of my head.
I can’t tell if this intense emotional reaction I’m having would be the same reaction anyone would have if they saw what I saw, or if I’m combining the feelings of betrayal over the gaslighting and the relapse…, the last four months of feeling completely invisible, hopeless, and like he was choosing drugs over me. My mind is like mush and I seriously can’t differentiate between these two very separate issues. I’m so confused, but that’s what gaslighting does to you. It makes you question your reality.
He said that he’s finally willing to go into detox, so at this point, I have waited this long, it would be silly not to stick around and see if he’s finally going to put an end to this. What’s getting me is that he’s still making excuses, still not seeming very remorseful, and is still so deep in self-pity that he doesn’t seem to have any awareness of how badly I’m hurting because of him. It feels like he just doesn’t care. anyone who’s ever loved an addict knows that feeling well.
I’m in Al-anon, and I’m well aware of all of the things I should be doing, focusing on myself, etc. but I’m just not doing well, and I can’t seem to find my way out of this dark hole. Anyone who has made it this far deserves some sort of a Reddit badge of honor. This was more of an autobiography than a simple question. I just wanna hear some outside input because I don’t trust my own mind right now. I’m willing to take your criticism, just please be kind. I know I’ve made mistakes, I’m just hurting so badly. I can’t seem to sort through this. Thank you so much if you took the time to read all of this and still want to respond. You have no idea how much it means to me.

Hi fellas.
I'm unexpectedly getting top surgery in 5 days (yay!!) and I'm scared out of my mind.
It will be double incision with nipple grafts. Does anyone have some tips for the recovery?
When were you able to drive after surgery? I suppose it helps that I have an automatic car
I'm excited for this journey and have my amazing wife with me to assist at home after the op at least so that's not much of a concern
Thanks!

Story lang ito ng kakilala daw ng TL ko. Paul and Jamaica were 5 years married, they couldn’t get pregnant since Jamaica has PCOS. They love each other sobra. But one time, nagkaron sila ng misunderstanding. Naglayas si Paul sa bahay nila (both wfh set up nila btw,) and ito daw ata yung pinaka malalang away nila or isa sa pinaka malalang away nila. Ugali kasi ni Paul na umalis kapag nagkakaron sila ng problema ayaw ayusin sa loob ng bahay. Since si Paul naglayas, hindi matiis ni Jamaica. Halos lagi naman ganito sistema daw nila pag nag aaway. Lumalayas si boy at hahabulin naman nitong ni Jamaica. Umalis si Paul gamit yung car nila simula nung magbf/gf palang sila then they also have scooter which is gift ni Paul kay Jamaica during their 3rd wedding anniversary. Idk if vespa ba yun since parang classic daw ata. Umalis si Paul using their car then sinundan ni Jamaica after 30mins without knowing na hindi nya alam saan pwedeng magpunta si Paul. Nung gabi, Jamaica’s family calling Paul nonstop. Sinagot na lang ni Paul ang call dahil daw nagtataka sya bakit hindi si Jamaica yung tumatawag sa kanya since matatanda na yung magulang ni Jamaica. Hindi naman daw madalas ganon at sanay itong walang katapusang tawag ang marereceived nya galing kay Jamaica at never itong gumamit ng number ng parents nito dahil sa malayong lugar sila nakatira. And yung parents ni Jamaica ay keypad phone lang gamit and hindi pa marunong mag text. Something is not right ang naramdaman nya nung gabing yon. Pero hapon pa lang daw is nagtataka na sya. Ugali kasi talaga ni Jamaica na mangulit sa kanya mahanap lang sya. Pero that day, yung limang oras nyang pagkawala ay walang Jamaica na tumatawag sa kanya. Not until one of Jamaica’s cousin started to post something about Jamaica on facebook at may mga nagchachat na kay Paul ng sunod sunod. Nabangga daw ng truck yung motor kung saan yung gamit ni Jamaica at hindi na daw umabot sa hospital. The saddest part is, after almost 5 years of trying to get pregnant, buntis na pala si Jamaica ng almost 2 months without even knowing since sanay daw ito ng walang buwanang dalaw. Almost 5 years of waiting, finally… nakabuo sila. Pero nawala lang bigla lahat. Lahat lahat. Sobrang sakit sa dibdib nung narinig ko yung kwento na to. After nyan wala na daw narinig about kay Paul. Nagresign ito sa current work nya at pumunta na atang Canada since halos sya na lang daw ang nasa Pilipinas. Hays.

I've read this a lot but this was a while ago I've also followed;
Get speed limit alerts Turn on the speedometer to see how fast you're driving. If you go over the speed limit, the speedometer will turn red and you'll get an alert.
Open Waze Tap Tap Settings Tap Speedometer Turn on "Show on map" Set your speedometer preferences: Tap Show speed limit and select when you want to see the speed limit Tap Speeding threshold and select what Waze should consider speeding Turn on "Alert when speeding" to hear a sound when you reach the speed limit Note: If you're using an Android Auto unit or Carplay, make sure to disconnect your phone before setting these preferences.
Yet I still get no notification, I have the latest version of Waze and use Google/Android in my car.
All sound/notifications on my phone itself is on