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I love Sony! I have so many Sony products right now, from phones, to headset, to Playstation etc. anyway, will wait this something good gappen to them in the future!
Here hoping for the best!
I'm due to change my Mark 2. Honestly, my phone is still really good and really fast. Unlike my other phones for my Pokemon Go. Laggy. Lol.
I have 3 other Samsung Phones and other brands right now for different purposes. I'll probably keep my money and wait for s25.
I'm sad, I always use Sony as my primary Phone. I buy it since Sony Ericsson era. I stick to it cuz it's unique and nobody has it in my place. I like the 21:9 aspect ratio, 4K display, Headphone Jack, LED Notification light, Side-mounted Fingerprint Scanner, and Shutter Button.
Slowly they're removing those features one by one. LED Notification light ....gone. 21:9 aspect ratio....gone. 4K display....gone.
Oh well, life. I'll just stay as a permanent Lurker in Sony's world till they're gone or none to see. The thing is, it's not because of a bad economy or extraordinary circumstances that this thing is happening to them. It's they're own fault.

1. Announce it when you're releasing it tomorrow
2. Don't change what people love, enhance not remove
3. Price it appropriately, since you admit that you don't really expect any income from this department of Sony and using it as a showcase of your technology, why not price it as minimum as possible. Let the 5 and 10 as your true income generator. Lol
4. Since you don't really alter Android OS, why not copy paste google's work and tweak some special apps and operations of yours, then voilà instant update..... then repeat. Therefore it's easier for you to support OS updates for years. I know it's easier than done... But try it.
5. And many more... Oh well.

Good luck Sony!

Greetings to all ! My name is Alyssa quill You've probably read the title already but Let's get on with introducing myself before we get into the main point of how I'll be working.
As you already know my name already we'll just start with my age, I'm 17. I started working on Reddit and on this community few years ago by 2021 and I began editing with 7 years of experience. Let's move on with my editing SOFTWARE Which is
• Adobe Premiere Pro • After Effects • Photoshop premium • Alight Motion • Capcut (PC)
I have great experience in using these software in a way of working with you!
Let's get to the main point where the title says yep! You read it right! I can most definitely edit in multiple editing styles, Well not directly of course you need to present me an example of how you want me to edit your video like an inspiration. I won't fully copy and paste the editing style you've presented me to your video since that would cause trouble but I would use some materials and the highlights of what you'd want for your video.
Here are some of the videos I worked on! ( Note : most of them are done last year since I took a break on working for a while.
COMMENTARY VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/trZXd_eL0Rg?si=oETZoSxb3ZSmMdyH
https://youtu.be/BQaA39En_WI?si=ue9W5yukBjM83Hcn
https://youtu.be/VkNIpvKnj7k?si=RpLTnYmgsHKwpjM8
https://youtu.be/v22Y-Khtywc?si=DipPV8UgSx8fvYs8
ANALOG HORROR VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/2L1KLjmDrMc?si=hU6GoNJwq_Q1VL_e
https://youtu.be/Sz9MJr72fWg?si=l3J0lv7D-66snymz
Thank you very much for reading! I hope in working with ya soon ! We'll work on the pricings in talks.

Greetings to all ! My name is Alyssa quill You've probably read the title already but Let's get on with introducing myself before we get into the main point of how I'll be working.
As you already know my name already we'll just start with my age, I'm 17. I started working on Reddit and on this community few years ago by 2021 and I began editing with 7 years of experience. Let's move on with my editing SOFTWARE Which is
• Adobe Premiere Pro • After Effects • Photoshop premium • Alight Motion • Capcut (PC)
I have great experience in using these software in a way of working with you!
Let's get to the main point where the title says yep! You read it right! I can most definitely edit in multiple editing styles, Well not directly of course you need to present me an example of how you want me to edit your video like an inspiration. I won't fully copy and paste the editing style you've presented me to your video since that would cause trouble but I would use some materials and the highlights of what you'd want for your video.
Here are some of the videos I worked on! ( Note : most of them are done last year since I took a break on working for a while.
COMMENTARY VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/trZXd_eL0Rg?si=oETZoSxb3ZSmMdyH
https://youtu.be/BQaA39En_WI?si=ue9W5yukBjM83Hcn
https://youtu.be/VkNIpvKnj7k?si=RpLTnYmgsHKwpjM8
https://youtu.be/v22Y-Khtywc?si=DipPV8UgSx8fvYs8
ANALOG HORROR VIDEOS :
https://youtu.be/2L1KLjmDrMc?si=hU6GoNJwq_Q1VL_e
https://youtu.be/Sz9MJr72fWg?si=l3J0lv7D-66snymz
Thank you very much for reading! I hope in working with ya soon ! We'll work on the pricings in talks.

To give some context, I moved to the US when I was 21 and I turned 35 this year. I first came for a semester only originally, but went home again for another 6 months before moving back permanently.
When I first moved here I met my first boyfriend ever at the apartment complex we lived in. It was very organic, I was by myself at the pool one night and two gays guy around my age were hanging out. We end up chatting, hanging out, and the rest is history. I started dating one of them almost immediately, as we couldn’t stop hanging out after that night. I became friends with the other guy and I remember him telling me about grinder (it was very new at the time) but I didn’t pay much attention and the concept of flirting with guys that could see how close you were seemed weird to me.
So I end up having the cutest and realest relationship I ever had. It lasted the 6 months, broke my heart when I had to leave and we did long distance until I returned. (think "call me by your name" but in california and without the age gap. it was magical)
It didn’t last after I came back, we were just kids, so then I downloaded grinder for the first time at the age of 22 and it's kinda of sad now to think in hindsight how it's been a sick cycle of hooks up and ghosting for the past 12 years since that day (I remember vividly the first time I downloaded it).
Im not saying I was never happy again after that and I’m kinda glad I didn’t spend too long in a relationship at such a young age, but those 6 months were definitely a highlighted era in my lifetime and Im so glad I got to live it. (It was also 2012 and I only had a dumb phone since I was only here for a semester - so no grinder and social media which I think was an important ingredient for the recipe that resulted in such a good time)
Sometimes I feel like Im wasting my life away on these apps and that they are sucking my soul through the screen - but then I think Im being dramatic about it and remember of the fun and hot hook ups I had.
So when I think back of a decade of being a single gay man (I was in a relationship again for 3 years in 2018-21, when I was 30. We met on tinder, I wasn’t really in love with the guy (but I stayed). So it seems like I failed at knowing myself and finding a long term partner. But again, a lot of the hooks up were fun and did help me find out a lot about my sexuality that I wouldn’t have with just theory and watching porn. Some hook ups also developed into friendships and short time crushes at times, which were also fun and worth-having experiences, even with the let downs of it all.
So I couldn’t help but wonder… (30+ gays will get it)
For the guys with a similar story out there, where you have been single and hooking up + casually dating for most of your adult life: How do you feel about it? Was it worth it? Do you think it impacted your chances of getting into a monogamous long term relationship at the age you are now? Are you still on grinder?
At this point I’m considering deleting grinder, hinge and tinder. I even have been considering being celibate for a while to see if I can “reset” my emotional and sexual brain. But its kinda scary because it's where I get 99% of interaction with gay man at this day and age, which is also weird to think about.
I’m just getting to a conclusion that grinder may have fucked with me (and our whole community) permanently and all of the fun I got from it was not worth it. If anyone has thoughts on that too would be interesting to hear it, and thanks for reading all of this.

I'm new to programming, and projects/tools provided with CMake files are stumping me.
I've figured out some Lua, python, and Arduino (AFAIU basically modified C++ with a special IDE). With those the process of using source code is relatively simple even with limited understanding, either:

• Set up dev environment, troubleshoot environmental variables and dependencies, then run some compile command in terminal (my Lua experience);
• Choose directory and copy-paste a command to terminal (my python experience); or
• Open the source with an IDE and use built-in tools to upload to device (my Arduino experience).

With CMake, even the official "Basic Starting Point" is a multi-step process filled with concepts I don't understand, which doesn't end in me being able to build someone else's CMake project. Almost everything I read (example) says "I know you're on Windows/OSX, but this is how it works in linux..." and is targeting people developing their own projects.
A lot of the projects I find provided as CMake directories aren't significantly more complex than projects I successfully use in other formats. I'm talking platform-specific emulators, image conversion tools, etc. Is there any way for a beginner like me to use these, or do I just need to skip them until I've learned a lot more?

This is a copy/paste from my twitter reply from the situation. Keep in mind, this is coming from a bit of an outsider, but I just feel something like this threatens all gamers/games, IF more games start enforcing this. Thank you if you do read this, and if you stop here, have a great day! :) Let's start:
While I'm not a HARDCORE fan of Assassin's Creed, I do find the games cool, and for the times I've played....I had fun. BUT, this is a near complete interest killer for me. A single player game WITH only online play means when they decide "we don't want it anymore" It's pretty much dead and for those who enjoyed it....well...."screw you I guess" says Ubisoft. This is a HORRIBLE practice, since it damages the longevity of the game and just...idk. Also, what if the internet goes down? PSN or XBL servers go down? No Assassin's Creed Shadows. It sucks as well, because such talented developers and passionate people put time and effort into the games through so many departments, only to have their work and talent disappear in a year or so when the suits say "anh, we don't want it anymore". So fucked
It kind of sucks that this whole thing happened as well, because I just saw they also dropped an AWESOME looking collectors edition. Super sad, because it does look AWESOME!

I held the package close, its precious contents pressed against my spine. The steady beeps that communicated life drove my exhausted legs forward. Even with the combat stimulants running rampant through my blood, my nervous system bringing fibrous polymer muscles to their brink, and a set of assisting servos practically tripling my stride speed, I was exhausted. The sun and its rays bared down on me like a predatory dragon, each ray a fang made of flame, ready to tear open my suit and scorch my skin…but not today.
“Not today!”
I picked my stride up and sent every muscle in my body past overdrive, I tore stone and sand as I sprinted farther forward and collapsed. I had finally made it to one of the only rations of shade on the desolate moon surface. As I hit the ground and retreated into the shade, I removed the pack from my shoulders and gently laid the box down. I opened the zipper that held the sunshade on and looked at the pale figure inside.
“Hello my love, I hope you’re resting well, we finally made it, now just time to wait…and you'll be better again”
I took my helmet off and took a deep breath before beginning to set up camp. I thought back to the mission room, where I was nearly denied entry to Io
“You understand the journey you’re undertaking has never been completed before? This is a mission that as of this moment has a 100% rate of failure. Do you not think it would be wiser to simply say your goodbyes and prepare for a life without her?”
I shook my head as the council stared at me with tired expressions and pained eyes
“I am three times decorated am I not?”
The head minister nodded and shuffled her papers, reading slowly from the top page
“Argon Lethius, 12 tours, 7 rotations, 153 confirmed neutralizations, 3000 pending, strength record unmatched, augmentations class S granted. You’re also the sole surviving candidate of the sky petal program”
The sky petal program, an experimental research project I had taken part in to pay for my wedding. The core concept was simple: graft photovoltaic cells onto our skin and use nanotechnology to create a bio-mechanical ecosystem within the dermis.
The result was going to be humans capable of photosynthesis, making us less susceptible to nutrition based disaster. Rejection however was high in the program and when your body is trying to fight its skin, things get ugly quickly. A dormant gene I had passed on from my mother allowed my body to accept the prosthesis but at great cost, I was now essentially allergic to solar radiation. When I'm planetside I'm just fine, but if I was in an area devoid of atmosphere, the nanotech would go overkill, usually producing energy akin to solar flares from my skin.
“Mr. Lethius, your feats and skills are unmatched, your circumstances are impossible to reproduce and the dedication you’ve shown to this coalition has been unwavering. Which is why we sympathize with your loss, and grieve with you. Crystal was-”
I snapped at her
“Is…she’s still alive”
The minister nodded and corrected herself
“I'm sorry, Crystal is an incredible addition to this council, and we are deeply sorry both internally and externally. But the dragons of Io have no official record, and the sunlight alone could overcharge you in a day, leaving not only our best military asset but also his sick wife stranded without hope of rescue”
I nodded and spoke solemnly
“3 days supply, and a ship to drop me off, if I don't respond in 4 days, come get my body and bury her where we fall. She loves it there. Even if I can't save her, I want her to rest somewhere she would be happy”
I snapped back to the present and finished setting up camp. Unpacking our supplies and connecting a set of solar panels to her cryo-chamber. I watched her take deep breaths through the ventilator as I threw a tarp overhead and began digging into the rockface.
“You’ll be ok my love, by this time tomorrow you’ll be your old self again”
I dug for hours, tearing holes in my suit and flaying the skin from my fingers. As my blood hit the white dirt and stained the cracked surface, I felt a degree of nausea rise up from my stomach. Saliva filled my dry mouth and I bit down on my tongue to prevent the vomit. Bile reached the back of my throat and I dug my fingers into the dirt, searching for the Will to resist my body’s urges. The sun couldn’t take me, my mind couldn’t shake me, I would not buckle before saving her. Before long I couldn't go on, and I needed to rest.
I swallowed hard and sat back, laying down and looking up at the harsh sky.
“Hindsight is 20/20, we can keep trying new things but sometimes this is just how things work out, I’m sorry”
I nodded as the doctor left the room and she sat motionless in her gown.
“That guy didn’t know what he was talking about, there’s so many treatments, we’ll just go to another doctor”
She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and looked up at me
“I’m tired of my love, can we go home?”
I nodded without speaking and embraced her, feeling her slow and weakened heartbeat against my chest, its rhythm in sync with my own.
“Sure, We’ll go home”
That was the last time I saw her awake, she fell asleep on the car ride home…and never woke up. I was able to bring her to the hospital where they revived her, but she was comatose, most likely asleep till the cancer kills her.
“I’m sorry my love”
I looked over at her chamber before bringing my hand up to my face and staring at the mangled flesh of my palms.
“A drop of blood for a question, a thousand heartbeats for an answer”
I heard the voice in my head as if it was a thought I had formulated all on my own, but the voice was different, it didn’t belong to me nor anyone I had ever heard before.
“A single tear for a favor, an entire ocean for its completion”
I crawled to the spot where my blood had dripped into the ground, the sand was stained red but almost completely dry. I leaned over it and thought about my honeymoon, I thought about vacations and work, time together and apart, moments where she was everything. I thought about the idea of my life without her, and then it came like a flood. Tears flowed freely from my eyes and drenched the ground, the first falling square on the red stain in the sand. The liquid pooled on top and a small ribbon of crimson fluid flowed upward into the tear drop. The ribbon danced and waved in a thin line through the microscopic ocean.
“What is your question?”
The voice came from above me now, and as I slowly looked upward, a loomed overhead, blocking the sun from view, and causing my heart to skip a beat.
“What…is your question”
Before me now stood a massive beast, speaking in the voice I had heard in my mind and digging his gargantuan claws into the sand. The tip of each toe ended in a blade that was crystalline and almost translucent. Each blade too had a glowing orange stripe that when shifted, turned the sand underneath him to panes of glass. His arms were broad and powerful, covered in green scales and his maw hung open with a light blue mist emanating from his teeth. He was the dragon, the one from Io who space gods told legends about.
“I…I want to know something about my wife”
He knelt down on his two front arms and brought his eyes to my level, a kindness flowing between his seemingly infinite pupils.
“Your wife. She is a story I myself cannot seem to get over. What do you wish to know?”
I looked up at him and let out a deep breath before gesturing to her
“Can- can she be saved”
His gaze snapped to her case and he slowly moved over to where she slept
“You brought her with you, of course you did, you could never leave her behind.
I crawled over and knelt next to him, tears still flowing from my eyes.
“Please tell me, can she make it?”
He turned around and knelt next to me, putting a massive hand gently on my shoulder and speaking softly.
“My boy, She’s already made it, just not in the direction…you were hoping”
He tapped the monitor screen and it stopped showing vitals, instead displaying a digital sign in dark red letters. I read them aloud to myself.
“Subject deceased, time since last recorded activity. 37 hours 22 minutes 48-49 seconds”
He nodded and spoke calmly
“You wanted to badly for her to live, you saw her living, even when she wasn’t”
I slammed my hand on the crate and opened the lid, picking her up in my arms and putting my ear to her chest.
“Come on, come on. You’re ok, you’re ok”
I clutched her in my arms as silence arrived to my ears. I rocked her and cried into her soft silken hair. Her pale skin had lost its glimmer and I pressed my forehead against her own. I spoke through tears and a tightened throat
‘No, she cant die, I found you! I finally found you! Come on sweetheart you’re ok right? Just wake up. He's here baby we made it, please just wake up, please”
The dragon loomed over head and let out a deep breath, speaking gently, so as not to disturb the silence
“She is gone, and even I cannot save her”
I felt my skin begin flaming as I turned my head back up toward him
“Then what can you do? What can you do if you can’t bring her back to me? Why are you a legend if you cant make her breath again?!?”
He whispered softly into her ears and I felt the wind of the world around me change
“Because I can send you to her”
The planet fell silent and she disappeared along with the dragon. The camp was gone, my hand had been healed, my suit was gone and instead I wore a thin white shirt and loose cotton shorts. I was comfortable, and as I stood to my feet I felt as if my thirst had been quenched, my hunger satiated, I was…ok.
“Hello?”
I called to the emptiness, and before long a soft sullen voice spoke back.
“Hello darling”
She took my face in her hands and turned me around, holding my cheek as my whole body shook
“Hi beautiful”
I brought my hand up to her own and felt her soft warm skin against mine, I pressed my head into her hand and leapt forward, bringing her close and up into the air as I spun her around. She laughed as I gently set her down and wrapped my arms around her.
“I’m sorry you can’t stay”
I looked at her and spoke quickly
“What do you mean I can’t stay? The dragon sent me to you, he sent me to see you, so we can be together again”
She shook her head and kissed my softly, as she pulled away she put her hand on my chest
“It’s not your time hero, I’ll see you eventually, but this is goodbye for now”
I woke up on the sand, the dragon standing over me, holding her body as she began to slowly turn to dust. His tears fell on her degrading body as he handed her to me, and lowered his head.
“I'm sorry, it’s never permanent, did she tell you goodbye?”
I took a deep breath and held her in my arms before walking a few paces forward, and laying her down on the sand. I spoke calmly as tears streamed down my face.
“Yea…she did”
He nodded
“That is more than most get, was she smiling?’
I wiped my eyes and laughed
“Yea…she was”
He fluffed his wings and let the world around us grow heavy with winds
“Then your mission is complete”
I continued to cry as I looked back at him and spoke in a wavering tone
“Did you know I was a general?”
He strolled over and sat next to me, watching her particles flow away with the storm
“You were the most powerful general of all time, incapacitating but never killing, for a man with your rank one must usually commit vast atrocities but you…you never took one life”
I nodded and watched the wind whip and carry sand alongside her body
“I didn’t want to take life, I was reprimanded over and over but I always knew there was a better way, she wanted me to try, to make it so at every opportunity we could fight without ending lives…she hated senseless death…and I think I see why now”
He spoke calmly, wiping his eyes as the last of her bones turned to crystalline dust in the wind
“Her death was not senseless, in fact you'll find that when something as beautiful as her dies, it becomes impossible to make sense of it. That does not mean it happened without sense, and it does not mean her death must be for nothing. When men first meet me, they offer a drop of blood, and that is all I require for the question, but to gain my favor, they must give up a piece of themselves”
I sighed and looked up at him
“What do you need from me then?”
He gestured to where her body had sat moments ago
“You just let the biggest piece of yourself go without a fight. You have paid for more than enough trips to see her”
I nodded and spoke without waiver
“I'm not supposed to keep visiting her though, am I? She won’t be happy till we see eachother again permanently, and if I show up prematurely…she would probably be pissed. So ,I guess now I just live?”
He laid down in the sand and let out a deep groan
“I don’t think I’ve lived in quite some time, I’ve been stranded here for so long, evading capture to exist within my freedom, too afraid to face the cosmos again”
I patted his side and gripped what was essentially his ankle
“You shouldn’t be afraid, fear doesn’t do anything for men like us. Maybe we should sit a while, and see if your fear doesn’t go away”
He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes, laying down as I watched the sun rise over the horizon. My heartbeat continued, but as I watched the last of her ashes swirl through the air, I found a modicum of peace, and I thought about her.

Hi there! I'm kind of new to this and looking for support. I've only been off of testosterone and publicly detransitioning for a month now. I'll write some of the backstory out and then my questions/concerns about my former transition and what to do next. I might ramble, my apologies. I have a lot to say, and I am definitely feeling emotional about it all. It's a big deal.
I'm (27F) woman and I was transitioning as an FTM for over 5 years. I have a bit of a complicated transition history that stretches back into my earlier teen years, but I medically transitioned in my 20s for that 5 years. I only went on testosterone and never got any procedures done. However, I passed fairly well when binding and with my facial/body hair growth. I was diagnosed with gender dysphoria but I'm not sure if that was correct or not. Honestly, I think I struggled more with body dysmorphia than anything gender-specific. I've had a very traumatic life (just saying that for context, I don't try to live my life in a victim mentality, my trauma has just influenced my decisions) and I went through puberty early so I was more aware of sticking out than someone in general would have. I genuinely did feel like I was transgender at parts of my life, but I don't think I would have identified that way if I had received better mental healthcare and guidance for how to accept and love and care for myself as the capable woman I am.
Overall, I think my transition was successful in a way because I accomplished a lot of life goals during the process and connected with myself. I finished undergrad, got into graduate school, worked hard in academia and in jobs, became a professional artist and writer and much more- all things that I never thought I was smart enough to do before transitioning. (I know, that sounds terrible :c ) Ultimately though, transitioning was leading me to an unhealthy place. I started to uncover a lot of traumas in therapy linked to bad male figures in my life and I started to piece together that perhaps I was trying to become the positive male figure that I never had before. Honestly, becoming that "man" did help, but the whole time it was just me. I'll never have a father, and I'll never get the peace and innocence I had before former abusive relationships, but I should have understood that my inner strength was inside of me as a woman the whole time. I didn't have to be a trans man to access that. I never experienced life as a single adult woman since I was always under negative male control, so this new phase of life is an entirely new world to me in a way. It's exciting, fresh, scary, and I am feeling so many things. I don't feel bitter about transitioning but I'm silently highly critical of my past situation and the way I regard other transitions I see IRL and online.
Towards the last two years of medically transitioning I started to experience really weird symptoms. There is a possibility that some of this is tied with long covid because I got seriously ill a couple of years ago, but I noticed symptoms become worse when dosage went higher and better when dosage was lower. Eventually, my doctor put me on what he called a "nonbinary level" which got my levels to somewhere around 99 when he said they should have been at 300. This was the point that I took medicine into MY own hands and told HIM that I wanted to be on that low dose because I felt better on it even though he wanted to increase it for some reason.
The symptoms I was having were heart palpitations, chest pains, muscle aches, loud joint cracking and pains, weakness and prone to injuries, vaginal dryness and pain, dizzy spells, and more probably that I can't think of. I have brought up these things to various doctors especially the last one and none of my "transgender healthcare professionals" seemed worried/interested enough to investigate what was going wrong other than give me blood tests or prescribe me a medicine that I wouldn't take. I felt like I had to handle my own treatment plan by becoming uncomfortably self-aware of my body situation and adjust my weight, supplements, and testosterone based on what would make me feel the least crappy. I felt abandoned by the medical field and I'm having to search for competent clinicians now who can see what's actually happening with my health. Thankfully most of the negative side effects have either subsided or lessened considerably but I don't know how much damage was actually done. I'm very grateful I still have my breasts and that my reproductive system is working a bit better, though I haven't gotten my period back yet.
Another frustration that helped me choose to detransition was understanding that the trans space is actually more dangerous than people want others to see it as. I hate saying that it's dangerous because I don't want to fearmonger ever, it's more of a logical observation. The amount of people that were predatory towards me when I was a trans man is shocking. I have trust issues already and I thought that presenting as male would protect me, but there were several who knew how to manipulate my insecurities and benefit from my vulnerability. A couple of months before I made the choice to detransition, I was a victim of a very violent SA from a "friend." I was hospitalized and injured for weeks if not months and it made me reconsider everything during the intensive therapy. My eyes opened to the reality of "chasers" who just wanted to feminize me, enact their kinks on me, and objectify/brutalize/humiliate me for my inherent womanhood. The people that claimed to love me as a trans man in theory, hated me as a woman in practice. It was horrific.
I'm so so so thankful that other detransitioners are being vocal about their experiences and reaching out even though it's a hard thing to do. I feel like I've been saved from a lifetime of extra pain and challenges that I was tricked into. My experience could have been much worse, and it was already not good.
While now I'm learning how to love myself more and navigate the world and processes of detransitioning, I'm also facing my mindset changing towards transitioning. At this point in time, I do personally believe that some transgender people do exist with gender dysphoria, but I think it is much rarer than the dominating narrative seems to suggest. I've started to hear more about AGPs and one of my friend groups almost all transitioned to become "trans women" but they don't seem to put in any effort to socialize or appear like women. They only tend to have sexual discussions and have started to seem very predatory and creepy towards me and others. One of them is convinced she has a period too. I have distanced myself from them because they have crossed my boundaries and I feel very threatened. But I feel like I can't confront them about the offensive gender issue because they'll think I'm transphobic when in reality, I feel like they're being misogynistic and hurtful.
Has anyone else experienced difficulties in healthcare/bad hormone side effects? Or what are your thoughts on dangers in the trans community? Do you have any tips on how to navigate the early stages of detransitioning? I just filed for my name change and am hoping to get laser removal soon! :)
Thank you so much for reading and any comments/advice. I appreciate it. I'm a little lost and nervous.

Dear you,
I was particularly annoyed today because my second job got delayed due to a funeral service, so I'm actually at home when I'm usually out working still. My mind was still absorbing a delicious discussion I had with my boss leaving work earlier, talking about continuing education and negotiating a potential raise that may occur over the next couple of months. Then ... out of nowhere ... as I'm on my 90210 binge before work ... you creep in.
Now is a good time as any to get all this out.
First, my intent behind my posting this piece is not for the purpose of hearing you respond back to me or anything. In fact, since I'm being bluntly honest, you'd actually be following my script for you perfectly by you keeping your mouth shut. At least, this time around.
Going back to Feb 2021 yet again, I will admit that I was scared. What was I scared of?
Now, I'll tell you.
I was scared that you ... were not going to return or match the energy behind my feelings for you. I'd give to you the sweetest and honest love letter, and you'd simply respond with, "That's nice."
I was scared that you ... would turn me into "that" girl. Here I'd be waiting for you, keeping my heart open for you, singing your praises to anyone willing to listen ... while you happily and eagerly chase as many skirts as you realistically can. (the universe, thankfully, has proven me wrong on this one)
I was scared that you ... would chase after my heart by pretending to be knowledgeable and intelligent, only for you to carelessly break it after getting what you want. (again, the universe has proven me wrong)
I was scared that you ... would be a distraction, a walking mindfuck, a ghost, a joker who existed for the pure purpose of playing games with my mind and keeping me hooked to eternally stroke your fragile ego. (again, the universe keeps coming to your defense by immediately revealing these things with the other guys and shutting down any door of opportunity with them. just for you, that door remains open)
I was scared that you ... were just going to be another mistake that I would regret, cry over, cry about, resent, hate, and resolve to absolve your memory by pissing on your grave the very moment someone tells me that you're dead. (I had used my FWB from 2022 to work through that and, by 2023, I no longer saw you this way)
Now, going back to my first point, I have yet to actually hear from you as to how you truly feel about me. But, at least right now, I'm quite content not knowing. I'm starting to believe that my sending these words to you into the universe is more about trying to work through and burn through any subconscious issues from the past and to finally speak what I couldn't say, what I didn't know to say, and what I wasn't willing to say back then. I honestly have no confidence in believing that this productively helping us to restore our connection and would one day end up manifesting itself in the real world. It does have purpose, just not the purpose I had been thinking. And you know what? That's okay.
Besides, if what I've said was truly wrong, this would actually be a two-way conversation and we'd be discussing these things together.
Once again, thank you for listening.
~ Me

Howdy l've been role-playing and writing in general forat least a decade. I am a Male who can play male and female characters. I have original ideas all over and a lot of Fandoms I'm in, which I'Il include below. I'm looking for OCXOC. Every character must be 18+ I have plenty of original characters and ideas along with fandom plots.
For original ideas, i like horror and apocalypse with action and depending romance. I do have a variety. I really like monsters and creepy things from the horror genre like vampires and Tentacles, and l even have my own idea set up in modern times dealing with vampires and hunters and all of that i also enjoy eldritch type horror. I also like old-school slasher films and space sci-fi horror similar to the Alien Franchise.
Now on fandoms! To get some other things down, l only play OC. The anime fandoms i like are Jojo's, Chainsaw Man, Naruto, JJK, Soul Eater, and more. I'm well versed in the Jojo's, Naruto, and JJK, and soul eater fandoms, though it's been a while since ï've stopped keeping up with soul eater. Other fandoms im in include Percy Jackson, Call of Duty, Marvel, and DC.
I tend to use character sheets to describe my character. These are very thorough and usually consist of names, backgrounds, and personalities, along with an in-depth look on appearance. More so on appearances, I don't usually use picture references, but I will if you would like me to. The types of characters I write are the lone wolf type that has some sad past, which leads them to potentially go off the rails and gain a villain arc.
I like all types of tropes, especially enemies to lovers or rivalry. I also really enjoy opposites attracted as a whole from either opposite personality or something else they would be opposites in. Enemies to lovers takes my heart, though. I love seeing the characters go past theurge to ultimately hate each other and/or go past their usual way of disliking the others' lineage or upcoming I also love good written trauma moments.
Like character death's, moments of pain and strife only to see the characters to deal and either be consumed or overcome them. I tend to either come up with original ideas for these scenes or use anime scenes as inspiration with narrative tweaks.
REQUIREMENT
I think my two biggest requirements are creativity and good pacing. Like any story, I feel these two things are very necessary to make a good story. Now, by Creativity, I don't mean you need to bring absolute craziness into the story, but abilities, character etc need to have some good genuine thought put into them. Along with that comes good pacing, which means I don't personally care about response length, and mine will vary from scene to scene accordingly.
I'm pretty much done if you have any questions. I'm here, and I'd love to hear back from you in chat the password is your favorite color. Supply it in chat only.

Hi first post not sure if this is right format or even okace for this but need to get it off my chest.
So I (M) have known this person, well call them (z) (NB) for over 14 years. When we were younger there was some fooling round. Mutually beneficial at the time, but things put it to a stop. We didn't talk fir a lil while then they get a gf. They have a child together even. We forgave n moved past it.
We'll apparently I didn't actually move past it. Almost nightly I have dreams, when ever I am near my heart flutters, and of course the sexual desire is still strong. I respect there marriage of course n wish them the best, but the situation is so toxic idk if it will last. I however have not told them how I really feel. N other then the weeding (I was out of town) I've been to everything, birth days, Christening, family parties were still very involved in each other's lives.

On one hand I think it's pointless to do so, but when I've talked to them "anonymously" about it (like it's a different frind n ask z for advice) they tell me I should tell them regardless. (How I feel about them, howbi feel about the toxic situation, everything) of course not realizing. Cause it would eat me alive if i hold on to it. But I just can't tell them I don't want to inject more chaos into their life. Idk what to do. But had to put this somewhere.. 

To add context I'm polyamours and they know that if I did tell them it would be with the idea of having a relationship, but I refuse to be a home wrecker. Also feel bad for hopping it falls apart uggh feel like I'm horrible, I love them so much. Least I finally got it out. (I've burnt 4 journals this year full of my feelings n still didn't help 🙃) thanks for reading....
Don't eat me up to much this is still new for me.

Hey I was looking to trade most of my Nintendo switch games for MTG cards and a copy of pikmin 4 I'm open to all offers and happy to look at binders. Thanks a bunch for you time
I also have a copy of Fire emblem path of radiance and fire emblem radiant dawn that i might consider trading for the right cards (will send pics of these with timestamp if you have cards im interested in)
Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/UaeBVv4 MTG wants list: https://www.moxfield.com/decks/fgSo7Lw150qeHIfi3yxL3A open to ALL MTG cards not just wants list 3DS Pokemon Sun CIB Fire Emblem Echoes CIB
Legend of Zelda Tri Force Heroes loose
DS Kingdom hearts 358/2 days
CIB Kingdom hearts Re:coded CIB Legend of Zelda Link Between Worlds loose Animal Crossing Wild World loose
Neopets Puzzle Adventure loose
Wii Kirby's epic yarn CIB
Super paper mario (replacement case) Zack & Wiki quest for barbaros' Treasure CIB
Okami (replacement case)
Wii U Super Smash bros WiiU CIB Mario Kart 8 CIB
Nintendo Land CIB Hyrule
Warriors CIB
Nintendo Switch Xenoblade Chronicles 2 CIB Xenoblade Chronicles 3 CIB Hades CIB Fire Emblem Engage CIB Shinning Resonance Refrain CIB Catherine: Full body CIB Hot Wheels Unleashed CIB Bravely default 2 CIB Akriba's trip: hellbound & Debriefed CIB The Legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening CIB Sayonara Wild Hearts CIB Rune Factory 4 Special CIB Triangle Strategy CIB Pokemon Brilliant Diamond CIB Pokemon Shield CIB Pokken Tournament DX (Replacement case) Plants VS. Zombies: batlle for neighorvillie (sealed) super mario party CIB Mario + Rabbids kingdom battle CIB New Super Mario bros. U Deluxe CIB Monster hunter stories 2: wings of ruin CIB Tokyo mirage session (replacement case)

I've been back on the fic writing scene for three years, and these past three years have been insanely hard on my back and wrist. I've done 99.9% of my writing on my little blue couch (not an exaggeration, I think exactly two of over 600 uploads were written elsewhere), where my posture and positioning are abysmal. It's no wonder I've developed chronic tendinitis in my left wrist- well, that part was probably just from writing too much, but the position I'm writing in probably did no favors for me. I always wanted to upgrade my set-up, but I've been living paycheck-to-paycheck and struggling to pay off debts for so many years now that it just wasn't possible.
Well, I recently got a job that pays a lot better than where I was, so after getting my first couple of paychecks, I was able to go all out and finally get myself a set-up that will be so much healthier for my body! A sizable desk with a monitor stand, a chair with actual back support, wrist supports for my keyboard and mouse, a keyboard better suited for my wrists, and an ergonomic mouse- all in my favorite shades of purple. ^_^ I'm so excited that I'll be able to do what I love while reducing the strain it puts on my body!
While I'm making this post, I just want to give a huge thank you to anyone who responded to my two previous threads from the past couple months, where I asked for recommendations from people who had ergonomic writing set-ups! I read all of the responses and took the advice to heart, and it helped tremendously while I was picking out the best equipment I could afford for my needs. So if you remember chiming in to those threads, thank you again and you were all incredibly helpful. :^)

There was a great deal of weight exerted on my torso and chest, which for the past four days have left my chest, near my heart aching and in pain.
It doesn't hurt to the touch.
There is some tightness when I take deep breaths. With shallow breaths and normal breathing it doesn't hurt.
The most pain occurs when I am getting up from a prostate/lying position or move my body in other ways.
I'm happy to answer more clarifying questions.
Is this serious? Who and when should I go to if attention is needed?
Thank you very much

Hi all. I hope it's okay to share this here. I'm new to this whole thing and I just need to let out some thoughts and feelings that have been weighing on me lately. It's been a really difficult year.
Where to start.. Perhaps some context. My partner and I currently live in a small single bedroom studio apartment in the UK. We have just given birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy who has just turned one month this previous Sunday.
11 Months ago, in June, my partner and I suffered a late miscarriage of our son at 18 weeks. It was devastating and heartbreaking, and holding him in my arms was a moment that I will never forget and will weigh heavily on my heart for the rest of my life. Carrying his coffin through the crematorium and reading the poem I wrote him is something I never thought in my life I'd ever have to do. Then, two weeks later, I lost my job. It was due to a mistake on my part, one I'll always hold my hands up and admit to, but the timing of it couldn't have been worse. It stung.. it still stings, because the job market hasn't been kind to me since. Every single day I'm out looking for work, doing odd-jobs here and there to get by but I've been unable to find a new consistent job, and so we're having to rely on government benefits to get by financially.
Fast forward to now.. we've been blessed with a gorgeous baby boy. But with blessing comes challenge. My partner is battling PPD, struggling with her self-image, and feeling lost in herself. She can't walk past a mirror without breaking down and the stress of looking after him alone when it's my turn to sleep causes the same reaction. Our baby boy has colic and so, to ensure we're actually resting, we're currently rotating in shifts to look after him. We tried the standard 8 hours each and that didn't work out for us so now we're rotating in 3 hour shifts. For 3 hours I'll take him, then we'll both look after him together for 3 hours before my partner then takes him for 3- and then so on. Admittedly, we've struggled to stick to that routine but it's definitely working better than the one before.
I've been doing my best to hold everything together. Since we brought him home I've taken the lion's share of responsibilities so my partner can rest and recover from childbirth, as well as have the time she needs to push through her PPD. I usually let her sleep over the 3 hour mark by quite a fair bit and in the beginning the baby was glued to me to allow her to recover. I was more than happy for this and I want it clear that I'm not complaining. I made that choice and I am happy with it. What I'm venting about here is a bit more complicated.
I don't... feel anything with him. I don't have the connection with my son that everyone else seems to have. It's like I'm babysitting a stranger's child. Am I not supposed to have this overwhelming feeling of love and joy? My partner and each of our parents all have this connection with him. They have so much love and pride when they see and hold him and I.. don't. What I feel is instead a sense of responsibility, a paternal desire to protect and keep him safe.. but I don't feel anything else. I'm always told that it's because my partner carried him for 9 months and that our parents have had children before themselves so they know what it's like.. but I can't help but feel guilty and cruel because of it.
And ultimately, I think that's what it boils down to. Guilt. It's eating me up inside. I feel guilty for not feeling what everyone else seems to feel, for not being able to provide financially, for not always knowing what my baby needs. I miss our lost baby every day, and it's hard not to see him when I look at our new baby. It'll be a year since we lost him in a few weeks and it's a painful reminder of what we lost. I'm terrified of being the type of Dad my Father was, I'm terrified that as he grows older he'll resent me because I was unable to provide for him the way I should. I just.. I've always dreamed of being an this amazing Father and an amazing future Husband to my partner and with each day I feel like it's a dream I'll never achieve.
I know that it's supposed to get better. Everyone says it and I don't doubt it.. but it's hard to see that light at the end of the tunnel. One thing I'm incredibly grateful for, though, is how supportive my partner and I have been with each other. Every trial and tribulation has only ever made us stronger and I fall more in love with her every day. Seeing her be the Mum I always knew she'd be.. it makes everything just a little bit easier. I've told her all of this and she's told me her own woes, and we're doing everything we can day by day- and it's for that very reason that I want to do right by them both.
I'm sorry if this post seems out of place or self-indulgent. I just needed to let these thoughts out into the world, to lighten the load even just a little bit. Thanks for listening, Dads. And sorry if this isn't the right place for it. I'm still learning the ropes of this whole new Dad thing.

Does anybody here worry about being falsely accused of using AI? I'm working on a blog post, and I copied and pasted the post onto more than one online AI detector and it said it was AI generated, some said so more than others (like one said 10 percent AI while another site said much more than 10 percent). But I know whether or not something came from my own brain. I think maybe it's the way my words for formed/organized (like my syntax), for example saying things like "many of whom". But it's just the way I talk/text and when I'm typing a discussion type piece, I try to talk in a very presentable way (as to not sound too amateurish or like I'm too new at whatever it is I'm writing even if I am new).
Thoughts?

Does anybody here worry about being falsely accused of using AI? I'm working on a blog post, and I copied and pasted the post onto more than one online AI detector and it said it was AI generated, some said so more than others (like one said 10 percent AI while another site said much more than 10 percent). But I know whether or not something came from my own brain. I think maybe it's the way my words for formed/organized (like my syntax), for example saying things like "many of whom". But it's just the way I talk/text and when I'm typing a discussion type piece, I try to talk in a very presentable way (as to not sound too amateurish or like I'm too new at whatever it is I'm writing even if I am new).
Thoughts?

I'm not all that new to bot making, but ever since j.ai had all those problems with the servers or something, my bots have been different.
instead of using the normal format for chats, with like paragraph spaces and stuff, they just give me one small junk of text. they used to have spaces and be very in detail and stuff, and very long too, but now they're all short; but I haven't changed anything that should have done that.
also, does anyone else still have the whole 'speaking in first person' thing? my bot had never done that, but mine did when that was a problem, but still haven't gone back to normal.
does anybody know a way I can fix this? like something I can copy paste into the example dialogue/personality sections to fix these problems?

Does anybody here worry about being falsely accused of using AI? I'm on wattpad but unrelated to wattpad, I'm working on a blog post. I copied and pasted the post onto more than one online AI detector and it said it was AI generated, some said so more than others (like one said 10 percent AI while another site said much more than 10 percent). But I know whether or not something came from my own brain. I think maybe it's the way my words for formed/organized (like my syntax), for example saying things like "many of whom". But it's just the way I talk/text and when I'm typing a discussion type piece, I try to talk in a very presentable way (as to not sound too amateurish or like I'm too new at whatever it is I'm writing even if I am new).
Thoughts?

I'm looking for a Snape Centric fanfiction where a young snape ends up looking into the Mirror of Erised and sees himself looking handsome in a suit and Lily Evans looking radiantly beautiful in a white wedding dress underneath the moonlight,
Seeing his hearts most deepest desire Snape decides he wants to become a better person for Lily and engages the help of Narcissa Black and Regulus Black in creating a list of his faults so he can begin correcting them by ticking them off one by one. He ends up calling this ridiculously long list something stupidly long and corny like "Severus Snape's Most Amazing Transformation Plan Operation Moonlight Metamorphosis"
Two other things I remember about this Fic is that Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black are actually in love and trying to get a marriage contract put in place but Narcissa's Parents Cygnus and Druella Black (neé Rosier) don't really see the benefits of their marriage and want Narcissa to try courting Evan Rosier who's basically a chauvinistic pig and a 2nd or 3rd cousin.
Because of this Lucius ends up convincing Severus who is genuinely his friend to pretend to date Narcissa where they essentially are force to hold hands and kiss on the cheek in public as they pretend to court while Lucius Slowly wears down Cygnus for a love marriage contract. Severus agrees to scare Evan Rosier off with his magical prowess while Narcissa pretends to be his girlfriend all the while helping him fix his faults so he can win over Lily Evans.
The other thing that I remember about this Fic is that during one of the summers when Severus is at home in Cokeworth his drunken bum of a father finds him working out rather pathetically and essentially decides to train him army boot camp style by helping him work out and forcing him to eat more to gain muscle mass. Turns out Tobias Snape was a war veteran from Vietnam who suffers from PTSD and survivors guilt and that's why he drinks.
Another Scene involving Severus and I think Lily later on Severus gets poisoned I think and Lily not knowing what to do subconsciously apparates them to Tobias who is drunk but still puts together a homemade kitchen table blood transfusion. This is where he makes a remark about trying to keep them alive and surviving his haunted past.
PLEASE HELP ME I'M DYING TO READ THIS FIC AGAIN IT WAS ON AO3 PLEASE LINK IT IF YOU KNOW IT.