I'm logged in fine to the app and use it all the time, but I can't login on browser anymore by email?
I don't want to use Facebook, Gmail, AppleID, or Twixxer as my login, I have a perfectly functional email login account I have been using for a long time. Is there any URL to bypass this stupidity? When I try to put the email which works on my phone into the "create or login" in browser it doesn't seem to recognise it as a login option and tries to create a new account which is obviously already taken.
I'm sick of being tracked by third party rent seekers.

Disclaimer: this is an extremely long post with a lot of background information. If you wish to skip, please proceed to paragraph 7 lol
I was convicted in October of ‘23 for pandering. I spent 5 months in my county’s CBCF as a result of the charge and have been placed on probation for 2 years but could be let off sooner. However, the 22 videos and 44 images that I dreadfully downloaded happened back in October of ‘21.
To make another extremely long story short, this happened due to the end of my 2 year marriage that resulted in infidelity on both ends (I was 20 and she was 18 when we got married) and I decided to cope in the worst ways possible. Alcohol binges, dating apps, porn, hook ups and steroids. I believe the steroids that I took were a huge contributing factor in terms of escalating the type of porn I was watching which inevitably led me down a rabbit hole over a 3 year span. However the illegal stuff was a very isolated time frame, less than a month, before realizing what I was doing was extremely wrong.
Not trying to make excuses, but during that time I was dating my soon to be baby mom and our relationship was extremely toxic and unhealthy. She ended up finding non illegal images of younger girls in my dropbox account in my files on my computer (I was completely unaware my phone was being backed up.) She obviously freaked, and I was very open and honest about things. It took a while for her to come around and understand, but we agreed that I were to get help. I did and it was very useful. As time went on, she would accuse me of looking at images still (I wasn’t) and would get mad if I watched porn at all (even though she did all the time) I was the only one who worked and I had to provide for her and her son. It was very difficult and I was constantly ridiculed. Every day I was in that relationship it was like walking on eggshells due to her threatening to expose me. I was trapped. Eventually I lost my job and while I was unemployed for a month is when I said “fuck it, if I’m going to get accused all the time I may as well escape from this hellhole somehow” and that’s when the illegal stuff happened.
I felt ashamed of myself and deleted everything I had off my phone (or so I thought). Months go by, we have our daughter, everything is fine until one night she goes through my phone while I was asleep because she thought I was cheating on her. I worked at a popular bar with lots of attractive girls. And honestly, I did cheat on her once and the evidence was there. But while she went through my phone, she found a couple deleted non illegal images that I deleted from my camera roll recently and a zip file in my “files” app on my phone that had a female name on it. I thought I deleted everything from my past but I forgot one thing. She then turns my phone in to the police while I was asleep and the investigation was underway.
I decide to contact a lawyer and move home with my parents. A couple days later, she stops by the house and we have a conversation and I tell her the truth about what I downloaded in the past. She regretted things immediately and wanted to move home with me and genuinely make things work. Well, since you’re reading this post, obviously things didn’t work out. We separated again after 3 months because of a fictional cultivated scenario of DV in my car where I ended up with more bruises on my face than her fake makeup bruise she painted on the day later. But because I was the drunk, big male passenger, I was charged and sent to jail. We didn’t speak to one another for 6 months then tried to make things work again when I took a plea deal for Assault because she threatened I wouldn’t see my daughter if I took things to trial. We dated for another 6 months, getting hotels and spending time as a family up until I was sentenced to CBCF. Mind you, this whole time her family and her friends and everyone on her social media didn’t know we were together since she plastered my case and me all over Facebook and Instagram, exaggerating everything. Saying I had hundreds of thousands of images and that I beat her up, all of which simply wasn’t true.
While I was in CBCF, we had phone calls and video visits for a month before finding out that she was already dating and living with another guy. I was heartbroken and it made my time in there difficult but eventually, I learned to let go and focus on healing myself. I took many classes in which I took very seriously and received great mental health treatment. I felt the happiest I had been in 7 years. I get out, I see my daughter and have breakfast with baby mom, and then things go south again. My case is plastered all over social media from people I went to high school with, containing all these outrageous claims and then my baby mom chimes in and puts out more false info.
So finally what I’m getting at, is how can I even think about trying to make new friends or even try to have a relationship with anyone? The people I thought were my friends stopped talking to me except for one. He’s my best friend and I’m very grateful for him. I’ve told him my story and he never judged once, he actually understood. I’m trying my best to restart my life, but I have so much anxiety doing so because of all the misinformation plastered everywhere on social media.
For instance, I met a couple girls a few weeks ago that bartend and I thought would be great recruits for my buddy’s restaurant that I’m helping open. We all become friends and last week I finally let one of the girls know I was interested in her since the other one told me that she thought I was hot. We agreed that it wasn’t going to be anything serious and just enjoy the summer with each other since she just got out of a relationship and wanted to focus on herself. Well, I’m assuming she somehow caught wind of things about me because today she asked “what’s your last name” I told her, despite nervously knowing where it was headed. I sent another text stating “I’m assuming I know why you’re asking, and to be honest I have no problem telling you the truth about things if you’re actually interested in knowing. If not, I totally understand”
No response. I check insta, she unfollowed me. Check snap, she deleted me.
I understand people’s decisions and have no problem with them. I can’t take things personally and can accept things for what they are. However, at night I really start to think about things and make myself upset because why won’t anyone let me tell them my side of the story? Not my “friends,” and not someone who I genuinely felt like I had a great connection with. I don’t plan on hiding who I am, but I at least want the person to know that I am a good human being who is working on themselves diligently before ever bringing up my past.
How would any of my fellow offenders tackle this, and how would you female supporters react to my situation? I’m trying my best to rebuild my life but the anxiety of it all can be crippling. Now I have to start over to square one, with my confidence reset back to 0 now that I’ve been ghosted.
I would consider myself to be an attractive man, solid 7.5-8. 5’11, 210lbs and very into fitness. I bust my ass at work, drive a nice vehicle, I’m compassionate, empathetic and emotionally mature thankfully because of therapy. I’m not trying to blow my own horn, but I would consider myself to be a high quality man. However, this conviction is a major blow to everything else I have going on for me. Any advice on how anyone believes I should go about my life would be greatly appreciated. This is all new to me, and it’s very frustrating to say the least.
Thank you all for your time in advance

I keep seeing it, on Twitter (I refuse to call it X), Facebook, sometimes here on Reddit. I've even seen some of my high school and college friends fall for it. 5G isn't scary, there is 0 evidence that it's dangerous, and in fact it is extremely beneficial to people. Especially the fact that it is expanding access to high speed internet into places that are unlikely to get fiber. People who are super scared of 5G or who spread fear about it would fear monger us back into the Stone Age for no reason.

https://www.acuitymag.com/technology/education-apps

"There are incidental learning opportunities within online peer communities. Check out the CA ANZ forum, the Reddit group and the Australian Facebook group, Small Business Accountants & Advisers Brain Trust.
It’s fascinating to read how peers unpack and respond to the problem when someone poses an issue. Typically, they offer practical advice over textbook theoreticals: “Well, you’re supposed to do this, but this way works and is faster…” Of course, peer conversations come with the caveat that not all responses are reliable."
Disclosure: I wrote the article

Your meme game is strong , I’ll give you that . Seems we have the same terrible taste in ex partners. I remember seeing you pop up on my Facebook page , briefly, when I was single in 2013. I was sitting in my living room at my parents house “the trap house,” as we called it . Even with an AC unit in my window , it was so hot in my room . We had central air downstairs and I needed to get cool. I had been scrolling and you popped up in my “people you may know,” and I remembered you from high school . My oh my, look at the glow up . You looked AMAZING . I added you and clicked on your page to see you had a girlfriend — she was not like me (we will just say that ) because I have a type , I thought maybe you also had a type . I left you alone then and went on my merry way. Some , seven years or so later , we would come across each other again, this time I would shoot my shot FOR SURE .

For the MU’s out there, I often see posts on Facebook from various Navy bands to congratulate someone who just won a spot with that band. The person is usually a civilian with a bachelors and usually a masters degree in music. The post the ends by saying they will attend RTC followed by the Navy School of Music which I assume is MU “A” school. If you have a Masters degree what is the Navy going to teach you about music?

I’m using Facebook login. Wasn’t an issue in the past shrug 🤷‍♀️

Let me give some backstory because there were 3 main “events” that led me to eventually ghosting this person. (Please forgive me, this may end up a little lengthy. Also, this wasn’t written as well as the first draft but that one got deleted)
Event #1: In high school, there were 4 of us that were really close. We will call them each, Diana, Julia, and Jack. Julia worshiped Diana. Diana could do no wrong in Julia’s eyes. Diana and Jack were a couple. They dated the majority of high school. All the way up to the summer before our senior year. Obviously, it was hard on the couple, but it was also difficult for ALL of their friends because we were expected to pick a side. Julia took Diana’s side, no questions and no doubts. It felt like I was the only one that wanted to remain neutral because I considered both Diana and Jack really good friends. Not just the typical, Jack was a friend because he was Diana’s boyfriend. Anyways, trying to remain neutral I gave support to both of them, the best I could. Jack confided in me that the reason he broke off the relationship was he had become overwhelmed by the drama Diana created. This made sense to me because Diana CRAVED drama. She created drama All. The. Time. (Looking back, I have no idea how I was friends with either of them. These friendships were just those friendships that some how… became and existed) The break up launched a series of dramatic situations created by Diana that escalated. These situations ended with Diana sleeping with a random guy from our school, 2 maybe 3 weeks after breaking up, and she ended up pregnant. The school year started up and as more kids found out about her pregnancy, the more rumors started going around. The biggest one – Jack was the father. Pregnant teens were absolutely not common in my high school. And Jack was being blamed for the situation Diana was in. Feeling empathy for my friend, I continued to be Jacks friend because most of his other friends were isolating him and giving him the cold shoulder. (To make it completely clear – Jack and I only felt friendship for each other, nothing more.) Julia hated that I was continuing to be Jacks friend. Julia accused me of betraying Diana and yelling at me for even talking to him - Jack: the one that got Diana pregnant. Julia said that she knew I couldn’t be trusted and was a horrible friend. The kicker? Julia and I knew who got Diana pregnant. Diana told us. Julia fed the rumors about Jack being the father, even though she knew the truth! For the sake of keeping the peace and adhering to the “Girl Code” I had to let the friendship with Jack dwindle to an occasional friendly wave in the hallway. A rift between Diana & Julia and myself grew regardless. The way they treated me began to change – talking down to me and keeping me out of conversations. I can guarantee they had conversations behind my back (as teenage girls do.) I can also guarantee Julia was the mastermind because Diana was too busy with the drama/attention of her pregnancy to notice anything or anyone else. I was already dealing with things at home and on top of it, had to maneuver the drama with my so called best friends. Julia doing this hurt so much because friends don’t do that. On top of it, I had a similar situation happen in middle school with a previous group of friends.
Event #2: (my main reason I don’t consider them a friend) Through Jr and Sr High school I had a crush mostly on one guy. There were other little crushes, but he was always the main one. We will call him Mark. Mark and I were actually really good friends. He was in a different friend group than Diana, Jack, and Julia. He and his friend welcomed me into their group when the drama was happening our senior year. Mark actually knew I had a crush on him. He was as kind as possible when he turned me down. Mark said he was committed to his own crush (who turned him down, saying she didn’t want to date in high school) Mark believed she was “the one” and was trying to not date anyone else as a sign of loyalty to her. Realizing Mark wasn’t going to change his mind, I had a hard time pretending and convincing myself I shouldn’t and didn’t have a crush on him. Doing so actually opened a door for Mark and I to become even closer friends. I hung out with him and his two guy friends a lot. Especially after we graduated high school. In fact, the majority of that calendar year, I basically didn’t spend any time with Diana and Julia. At the end of that year, the holiday season, all of the sudden Mark wasn’t hanging out with us as much. Our two friends told me he had a girlfriend. I assumed it was the girl he had a crush on. Especially because our friends said things like “he is picking up his girlfriend from the high school.” (his crush was the year behind us) a few weeks went by and it was almost Christmas. One of my friends was throwing a Christmas party, a bunch of us were invited. While I was hanging out in the front room with others, Mark came in through the front door, his girlfriend behind him. I couldn’t help but look in disbelief. His girlfriend wasn’t his crush, but was none other than Julia. Julia was also in the year behind us and was still going to school. Julia noticed me looking and as Mark turned away from her, she grabbed him, turned him back toward her and kissed him. I was already trying to tell myself it wasn’t a big deal. But then Julia, mid-kiss, looked straight at me. The kiss wasn’t very long but still. Some of you may argue that she was “concerned” about my reaction. But it was her grin and wave afterwards that told me Julia was gloating. Gloating that she was now dating the guy I had a crush on for years. And despite trying to deny it, I still had a crush on him. I left that friend group as well because I knew Julia was going to be there more often, which would inevitably ruin that group for me as well. I didn’t want to deal with the drama and hurt so I cut my losses.
Event #3: (the reminder event) A couple years later, Diana and Julia were married with kids. They had moved out of town, Julia even moved out of state. I got a message from Julia, sent to both Diana and I, asking if we would like to meet for lunch the next week because she (Julia) was coming into town to see family. As best as I could tell, Diana and Julia went their separate ways after we all graduated high school. For the sake of the friendship we once had, I agreed to meet. The day came, we get our food and sit down. They immediately start talking about their husbands and kids. Which is totally understandable, we were there to catch up. Thing is, I was still single – no kids, no husband. So I couldn’t add much to the conversation to relate and there wasn’t much of an opportunity to even ask questions. I finished my lunch while listening to them talk. At this point, 30-45 minutes went by and no one asked me how my life was going beyond the initial “How are you?!” when we first met up and got in line to order our food. Feeling very much like a third wheel, I wanted a chance to talk with my old friends. Finding an opportunity to organically get involved, I did so. I don’t remember what the conversation was about but I do remember I added to the conversation by saying something as simple as “Have you seen that movie yet?” Julia looked me dead in the eyes, said something specifically in response to my question and added “You aren’t even married or have a kid yet, you wouldn’t understand.” Diana laughed a little and added, “Not yet” They then continued to talk about their kids till it was decided we had been there long enough (a total of nearly 2 hrs) Today, I am married and have a kid of my own. I could talk about my kid all day long. But I don’t, because I considered it a basic social skill to be able to talk about other things. Especially to keep others involved in conversation. After this last situation, I was reminded of the way she treated me. So, I committed to keeping both, specifically Julia at a distance. At first Julia would try to convince me to visit her where she lived. Even after getting married. It eventually dwindled down to maybe 1 or 2 messages from her a year. Through all this time I give very minimal responses if Julia Facebook messages me.
I never confronted either of them about everything because I knew it would cause more drama that wasn’t worth dealing with.
So AITA?
Some of you may be looking for the petty. Well, to keep it short, Mark and I started dating 5 years after graduating high school. We have been together for 9 ½ years, married 7 ½ years, and have a beautiful 3yr old girl.
If you guys want an update on his experience dating Julia (he says it was the worse relationship he had) and how Mark and I ended up together, lmk!

what’s it like to be asked out in high school?
what’s it like to be asked to the prom?
what’s it like to have a group of friends in high school and go to sleepovers?
what’s it like to be a sorority girl?
what’s it like to go to a bar and have men pay for your drink?
what’s it like to meet the love of your life and get engaged and married in your late 20s?
every stage of my life I have never fit in and i’ jealous of the people who do. im so lonely to the point i have become extremely independent bc my entire life i have had only myself to rely on. it’s so isolating to feel like you’re the only one like this. i go on facebook and see yet another person is engaged or married and they look so happy. good for them i guess.

Excuse if this is a little messy. I hardly use reddit, and this entire situation is stressing me out to the point of shakiness and illness. On that not, onto the story.
So, for a bit of context, I am a very, very new adult. I just graduated high school, and I've never had the best relationship with my family besides my mom and brother. I was still very distant from my mom because of some slight neglect in the past. I don't blame her for it because she's a single mom and was working a very hard job.
Extra context, my mom had also been planning a California trip. She had changed the plans every other day. Me and my fiance couldn't keep up with it, especially because he had a work venture there.
The past few months, I had been going out with my boyfriend, now fiance ( we'll call Ax ). My mom had been pretty hard on me because of this. Saying how, "I'm not home enough," and, "I need to help with (this this and this)." So, I was already getting a little fed up. I just wanted an escape from the house which is honestly not a very healthy living space due to my fairly slobbish family. Everytime I would go home she would bombard me with stuff, which I never had to do before, so it made me want out more.
I'm just going to summarize the build up by saying, there were quite a few arguments and she never seemed to listen to me. I also have a super hard time communicating my feelings and confrontation so participating in an argument is a big deal.
Now we get to the big night. The last thing we "talked" about was the California trip and how Ax's parents won't let him go if we stay at her friend's house. She got upset and stormed off. Me and Ax were upset so we went to his birth mom's ( we'll call her Cat ) house to take a break. It didn't really help. I had gotten fed up with all of the arguing and bitterness from my mom. All of the snide comments to Ax. I texted her that I was moving out and wasn't going on the California trip. ( I was moving into Cat's house. )
Now should I have texted her? Probably not, but texting helps me form my thoughts into words. I express more clearly through text, and shut down on the phone and especially in person.
She calls and I freak out and hand the phone to Ax. Mistake number 2. A bit about Ax, he is very very protective of me, especially with some of the stuff I've told him about my family and my dad. He doesn't want me to go through the same thing again. He's also a big jokester but is autistic so he doesn't really get when not to do some of his joking tones and words. They also come off as very disrespectful sometimes and he was kind of tired of her. So my mom is angry.
She tells me to come home within 5 minutes. I very shaky get in the car and we head there. We get there and she takes the keys to the car and my phone. Tells me to come inside and talk alone. Now, I get where she's coming from, but I HATE feeling cornered. I need someone else there by my side or I just shut down. It socks and makes things a lot harder with this kind of stuff. Now the rest is a but of a blur but she gets aggressive. No physical violence, but she does get in my face. I back up and she starts acussing me of telling people I'm violent though I haven't. It blurs again and suddenly I'm packing my things and leaving. My brother (15) by my side sad to see me leave this way.
The night goes by and I hear nothing from her. The next day she texts. I don't remember many of the texts, but I do remember being stressed out and not replying to things often. I tell her I need some time.
Few days go by with few texts I answer and a couple calls I don't. Then we get to church just a few days after the big night and an argument over text starts. She acusses Ax of lying, stealing, and vandalizing her car. The "lying" was a joke he made about his origins that I took seriously at first, I am a very slow person, that he had not realized I took seriously until very very later on. On the stealing, he had not stolen from some of the places acussed, but we did have a separate incident that was true. However, he's done his best to make it up and has not done anything like it since. He got punished by me and his parents. She still thinks he should've gotten worse. He's especially tried to make it up to my mom because he had lost her full trust and she was very obvious about it and still hasn't forgiven him to this day. The vandalizing was him working on the car, but not fixing it fully, because, we'll, she took the car before he could.
I talked about getting my legal documents, the entire point I was texting her in the first place, she brought up Ax herself. I misunderstood her and thought she was wanting to keep them from me so threatened legal action. I won't go deep into this because I'm not a lawyer, but ultimately it was more a threat to get my stuff. She said that I could get my stuff from the garage. Remember when I told you that my family was slobish? Yeah, I have no clue where these documents are and the garage is stacked to the sealing so it's going to take me a bit. I don't want to, but it's the only way to get my documents.
I completely give up at this point. I already said I needed a bit of time, but she continued to text. When I didn't answer email me a mental health line. The only times I would talk to her was to get my stuff. She started making facebook posts warning about toxic relationships, and how losing loved ones without making peace is terrible. This continues for a bit then stopped a couple days ago. The last thing I got, just a few hours ago, was an email. I will be quoting it word for word but changing names blah blah, you know how privacy works.
"Hi, [deadname]! I hope everything is going well for you.
I just wanted to take some time to explain some things. I wanted to tell you these things in person because it really does matter. Reading something is far different from hearing how someone says it. Arguments and misunderstandings should always be fixed in person.
First and foremost, I love you. I would do anything within my power for you. I have always been there for you and I want to continue being there. It breaks my heart that you don't want anything to do with me. I've tried to make you feel loved and supported. I've been active in your interests and activities. I even played Minecraft for you... (Haha)
I wanted to talk to you privately because we will never be able to fix things between us if someone else is involved. And honestly, it's no one else's business. I've never physically or intentionally hurt you so there is no reason to be scared to spend time with me.
What I have tried to tell you through text, is that I did not blow up because you wanted to move out. My response was that we would talk when you got home. That was not blowing up and this is why it is important to communicate in person rather than via text. I wanted to know your plans and see if I could help or add some suggestions that might help. I blew up because of the disrespect. I was being treated like I was nothing and like I've done nothing for you. I tried to explain that I wasn't mad about you wanting to move out. I'm not sure why you thought I would be since we've been talking about it for 6 months.
I apologize to you for how I handled my thoughts and feelings about [Ax]. It shouldn't have been handled that way. I'm not mad that either of you made mistakes. I was mad at the lack of taking ownership of said mistakes. I was mad that I was lied to again when I called out those mistakes.
I just want us to work through this. I love you. I will always love you. I want to help you if and when I can. I always want to be a part of your life. I am hurt that you can so easily throw away our relationship because of one argument. I am hurt that you're acting like I've done something for you to be afraid of me.
My door is always open and I'm always just a phone call away.
Love, Mom"
It makes me feel like I'm in the wrong and I'm actually unsure if I'm being to harsh on her. AITH?
TLDR; I move in with my fiancé. Arguments with mom as she acusses us of things we didn't do besides one thing. Im tired and stressed so go almost no contact. I get an email from her making me rethink my position on the matter.
Edit 1 and 2: Updates to layout of the post.

Cross posting from Facebook for a family member who doesn’t use Reddit:
2006 manual EX, when first started up, will sit idling around 1k for a good 5 - 10 minutes if left alone, no problem. Once you start driving it, and putting the engine under load, it drops the idle down to like 400, and then stalls. You can have it up at highway speeds, doing 70 ish, and if you put the clutch in, it drops the revs and stalls - at which point you pop the clutch in 5th gear, and you are happily running again. Until you come to a stop sign, or get behind a school bus, or any number of valid reasons where you might like to just idle, it will stall. I replaced the throttle body. I have run the "idle re-learn" process multiple times. Highly frustrating. Thoughts?

I broke up with my high school girlfriend of 4 years do to a mental episode and having to wait weeks to see her, we kept talking on Snapchat. after a week she wanted to just stay friends I did that for a week one day I wanted to try the dating thing again called her and talked about it then she accidentally called me “baby” and it set me off because she hadn’t said that in a while. I screamed said she never loved me, she was just like her mother etc (family was very toxic her mother said horrible things about me on facebook while I was 16 for getting upset that she took a picture with another boy which I now know was stupid). I understand I was a toxic piece of shit. I was on a shit ton of antidepressants and anxiety meds and now that I’ve seen a mental health professional I’ve narrowed it down to two pills and trauma therapy I’m awaiting my mental evaluation and actually feel human again and can see where and what I’ve done wrong. She said she doesn’t want a relationship right now and doesn’t wanna talk she just wants to move on and try not to get sad she said she still cry’s and gets upset about it but she’s doing what’s best for her right now. Right now she refuses to talk to me. What can I do I’ve lost 40 pounds in two months, I’ve destroyed my mental health trying to figure out a way to fix this cause I don’t wanna lose her in my life. I’m very suicidal because I hurt someone I loved so much just because of all the tension from her family and my mental health.

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Hey guys! Incoming transfer student here. As I’m getting used to all of the new school accounts for things, I’ve run into an issue. When I try to add my CWU.edu email to my accounts on the iPhone mail app, it’s unable to verify the info. I’m using the correct email and password, using the right server for Exchange accounts (outlook.office365.com), I’m not sure what I’m missing.
Apparently it’s supposed to redirect me to the CWU login page when I try to add the account, but it hasn’t done that once. Every page I’ve come across for adding an Exchange account doesn’t explain why it won’t redirect me to the official school login.
Any ideas?
Edit: I’m using an iPhone 12 running iOS 17.5.1

Long story short a girl from my high school hit me up two weeks ago on Facebook. We start flirting and stuff and I ask her out on a date and she agrees today she sends me a message saying she urgently needs $100 to fix her tires. I'm so tired of the dating scene today man it seems everybody wants money

We have so many gems who went to this school. I can already count one lady who thinks that the CIA is tracking her in Florida and went to Oxford somehow, another lady in Florida who probably thinks you can cook an egg with moonlight, a psychotic music major who battles DJs via facebook, and this guy, to name a few
https://youtu.be/N2_K4M-3ikA?si=qXZPs4Z3woa-ZyPh

Hey there!
I’m a 24-year-old woman and I've never been in a “real” relationship. I’m not unattractive. I’m 6’1”, curvy, brunette, and I care about my appearance. People often say I look like a main character with my styling and dressing.
Background information: (Bear with me, you’ll see where I‘m going with this ...)
When I was 13, I met someone online (he was also 13), and we started dating. At school, I was getting bullied, and my “online” ex was my escape, my safe space. I never told him about the bullying because I wanted to enjoy our time together and keep it positive. I loved him, but after 6 years together and meeting once, we grew apart.
In 2021, I had bariatric surgery and lost 130 lbs (60 kg). I gained a lot of confidence and self-esteem.
Three years ago, I started dating someone I met in GTA V RolePlay (he was 25 at that time and I was 21). We spent nights talking , playing games, would motivate each other to go out for walks or hit the gym, shared playlists to listen to the same songs at the same time (while me liking every single song that he chose even though it’s not my taste but because knew he liked it so I loved it even more uncontrollably), watched movies and series while on calls playing and pausing at the same moments
Would look up at the moon at the same time remembering we’re looking at the same moon and hundreds of miles basically can’t separate us, no distance is so far, no time is so long, believing our two hearts were meant for each other
But there were some not-so-pretty aspects of our relationship.
He’d throw tantrums, accuse me of cheating and lying, and try to control my life. He’d contact people around me and in the game to find out “lies,” bring up the past to make me feel guilty, and project his behavior onto me. I always tried to fix it and explain myself but the problems got even worse overtime. (Btw: Been to his city where he lives and wanted to say hi, turns out he‘s never lived there, or another instance: He‘d send old pictures claiming he was at Coachella and his friend uploaded the same pic on facebook on which they tagged the location, they were on another small festival in the UK and definitely not Coachella) I guess he‘d even lie about small things expecting me to be the same as him.
I've been in therapy for three years now. I started therapy to fix myself in order for our relationship to work. After six months of dating, endless calls, and never meeting in person, we broke up.
The idea of him, us, and our future was too beautiful to let go, and I lost it after.
Also, my dad has always been emotionally unavailable, and my mom overly protective. My siblings and I were her therapists from a very young age.
My therapist is a genius. Through many sessions, they helped me realize that love was what saved my life back then and that I’m always seeking love to fill a void (that‘s why I have him the chance to manipulate me). They emphasized the need for self-love instead of seeking validation from others.
I know it’s trauma, but how?
I lost my virginity after the last break up. I’ve tried dating again. I kinda realized most of them define me by my looks, by my curves and wanting just sex. I feel like most of them can‘t imagine a relationship with me beyond that. Like I‘m not good enough for a relationship. I’ve experienced men talking to me in different stages, until we end up having sex, and from that moment on they would only call me when they feel down bad.
Now, I’m ready for a real relationship. I’m ready to fall in love again, for the honeymoon phase, for that limerence. But it just doesn’t happen when I meet someone. I get the ick so fast. I don’t feel a spark or motivation to reply, and I can’t let things evolve.
I’ve asked myself... Do I miss my ex? I thought I did until he messaged me after his breakup, and I realized I don’t miss him at all (even ghosted him lol). I’m cool with both my exes.
I also asked... Is it because I haven’t met the one yet? Or do I need someone to chase me to develop interest? I thought the right person would come someday. But even when someone treats me right, giving me the attention I need and actually chasing me, it’s the same situation after a few weeks.
I recently got diagnosed with ADHD and BPD. I don’t think they’re stopping me because it worked with both my exes.
So what is it? I want to love again. Why is my unconscious blocking it?
I’m not pressuring to find that one person. But I’m desperate, feeling like I can never love like I did before, losing hope that I’ll ever be capable of being in a relationship.
What do you think about this situation? Have you ever been in a similar situation? I‘m still continuing therapy btw. Things take time. This topic is pretty much complex and I guess reading from people who can relate is a form of therapy as well. Do you have any suggestions?
Thanks for bearing with me, guys. Thanks for reading and taking the time. I truly appreciate it.

saw this on facebook, i know nothing about the school but thought i'd toss it here in case someone in san francisco is looking to teach max... SFCM jobs

I went to school about 20 years ago, so there are bound to be some students here and there. I live very far away from where I went to school and it was a while ago so I'm not the most abreast on these things, but once in a while I'll look someone up and see they've passed.
Graduated in 2005. I saw one kid who was on the track team with me pass in 2015. Apparently, he died in a skateboarding accident. Another student who was in my graduating class died last year in a car accident. It kinda sucked because I followed him on Facebook and saw he had an young daughter at the time of his death. I'm sure there are a lot more, but again I haven't really spoken to anyone for the past 20 years.
I know a lot of other folks have peers who passed from drug overdoses, you don't really hear the reason for those types of deaths but you can tell. It'll look something like THIS.
Anyone?