I had this dream last night where I was a teacher and it was my first day at work. Danny was there to show me around and tell me how things worked which I thought was so nice of him. But then he started yelling at me about the placements of the desks. I'd rearrange them but he still wouldn't like it. Then a middle schooler with a buzzcut made fun of me. I woke up sweating. I told this to my partner during dinner and they told me that they also had a dream about Danny. Danny asked my partner to practice for a role in an upcoming live action movie of My Little Pony. Apparently he was auditioning for Applejack.

I am almost 13 weeks postpartum. My current pump schedule looks a little something like 8am, 11am, 2pm, 5pm, 8/9pm, & then a middle of the night pump. I usually get around 30-33oz from all those pumps. I was hoping to drop one of the daytime pumps as I’m going back to work in a few days and I just think it would be a lot easier. At what point did you start dropping pumps and did it badly affect your supply at all?

I mod video games frequently, I am similar on how to import models, modify models and such for various purposes. But I am still really new to making new models form scratch. But I tried looking everywhere for several hours last night, but couldn't find anything in the end. The closest I got was a different modeling site I had to pay for (and it was rather expensive) and nothing else. ):
I am trying to take a regular 2d Image, and make it 3D. Basically just stretching it out on the side, like a cardboard cutout kinda. I managed to try and convert the image into a "Trace Image to Grease Pencil" then "Converting To" a "Bézier Curve" But this leaves it with an outline on the inside of the object. So to fix this I tried removing all detail and such inside of the image, by making the image just one plain color (like black or white) and then inverting it, so in the image all you could see was the plain outline. And THAT WORKED, YET NOW, I am dealing with just a plain simple outline of the object
What it currently looks like after my attempts at fixing my problems
What I want but in 3d
I am trying to make it look closer to a flat cutout, like a cardboard model for video games. I could manually connect each and every Vertice to make faces between them all manually. But that just takes a long time and is a LOT of work. There has to be an easier way, right?
These images were made by AI as a quick one for testing, since I didn't feel like spending 3 hours on drawing my own just to potentially get rid of it in 2 minutes if my test didn't work, or that image wasn't specifically made, etc.
Original Image before
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Image after my inversion

I'm not sure what I'm looking for, I guess just wanted to write out what I'd been feeling and put it somewhere. I'm using a burner account, and no real names, I just needed to vent this somewhere
I dated my ex (I won't bother with names) for 4 years, and broke things off last summer. Like all relationships it was complicated, but now - nine months later - I still have no idea if I did the right thing, and am left feeling rudderless and adrift.
I'm 41, she's 32 - we met online four-ish years ago, immediately hit it off and started seeing each other 3-4 times a week. We started dating in Jan 2020 ... two months later, covid hit, and our entire state was essentially locked down. We went from dating to basically living together after two months - which, at the time, was great with me .. we were in love, and things seemed great. My parents split up when I was 19. In my 20's and early 30's, I'd made some bad choices with romantic partners - and chased after people who were emotionally unavailable, fundamentally. It took many years of therapy and introspection, but I had been actively making and effort to only date people I saw a real future with.
She (at 28) had never really dated anyone before. She explained she had some very severe trauma as a child, and coupled with abusive parents, she had never put herself out there really, and had focused on work, and fitness, and school. Her father had cheated on her mother when she was a child, and she knew about it (from a very young age). I heard all this, and tried to be as empathic and understanding and reassuring as I could -> after all, it wasn't anything she had done, and I thought she was a badass for overcoming that kind of abuse. We hit it off straight away, and seemed to have tons in common, and those first few months together were incredible. She still lived at home, with her parents - and for the duration of our relationship never moved out, or found her own space.
Things started to get strange when one day, I liked a female friend's post on Instagram ... this was someone I'd known for 5-6 years, and I was friends with long before I knew my gf. In retrospect, my friend's post was a bit thirsty .. your classic "I'm powerful, self possessed" look-at-me photos that showed a bit too much skin - and I should have just kept browsing, but I tapped 'like' (one of probably 20 posts I liked that day from all kinds of different friend) and moved on.
A few hours later, my gf called me, furious, and accused me of using her 'as a place holder' because - in her mind - I obviously REALLY wanted to be with this other friend of mine, and was using her. This came completely out of left field to me, and we had a 2-hour phone argument where I apologized, told her I'd remove the 'like', whatever she wanted. She kept circling back again and again that it was "totally normal" to go through a partners friend list / liked posts because "anyone can see them, they're public". We went back and forth, I was frantic and after we got off the phone, I went through my Instagram and basically purged any attractive female friend I had, and removed any likes I had to any post that might be weird or suspect. From them on I rarely used social media at all - but every few months my ex would find a new friend on my social media she didn't like, or suspected - even after I stopped interacting with social media at all.
This same sort of low-level suspicion persisted throughout our relationship. If I was looking at my phone, she wanted to know what I was reading, who I was talking to, etc. I have never cheated on a partner in my life, in fact I had been cheated on twice - so the sort of dull, constant suspicion really upset me - and after a while it almost felt like she was trying to manifest / discover some kind of secret infidelity. The tragic part is that we got along great otherwise, she loved my (male) friends, loved my family, and we had a relaxed and loving relationship besides occasional flare ups. But the suspicion never went away, or changed - and this sort of underlying insecurity was a constant background white noise of our relationship. She especially took a disliking to my roommates girlfriend, and made it a point to always talk about how much she disliked her, how they weren't going to last - etc (I can't say I blame her, the girl in question was not awesome .. but I never understood why his g/f should have such an outsized effect on our relationship). Despite all this, I thought she was an a kind, empathic, intelligent woman - and I saw a life with her, I saw starting a family with her - as real possiblities.
She grew very attached to my family, which also started to make me wonder what was going on. Many times, first thing in the morning, before coffee or anything else, she'd ask me "how's your mom? how's your dad?" - and would always want to know if she was 'still their favorite'. The first few times I thought it was charming - but it kept going on, to the point I had to push back and ask her "hey, please stop asking me first thing in the morning about the status of my family" ... for reference, I lived on the opposite side of the country from them, and would only get to see them for the holidays (which she was always invited to). I had a very challenging period of my life with my family, from 15-30 my family was fractured, my parents split up, it was messy ... but through years of effort, and time and patience forgiveness, I had built strong, loving relationships with both my parents individually, and my siblings besides. I sometimes got the sense that she even loved my family more than me, and that I was - weirdly - almost an obstacle between her and them. I told her as much, that sometimes I almost was jealous of how much she loved them, and wished that she could point that in my direction sometimes - knowing that they would be part of the package. She never did that same work with her own family - who were deeply dysfunctional, combative and sometimes outright hostile to one another. As crazy as it sounds, I often felt like she was almost trying to reap the rewards of the many years of hard work I had done - without an appreciation for how hard it had been to build new, adult relationships with my parents.
After a year and a half she found a new job, in a new industry, at a high profile company - and for the first six months she was there, she seemed to be able to manage the stress. I asked her if she wanted to maybe find a place together, to move in together for real ... but she kind of brushed it off. I would ask her again every few months, and would be met with the same sort of half-maybe-sorta-we'll-see ...
She suffered a major concussion two years into our relationship, which is when things really started to change. She never went to therapy, or saw a doctor to get treated ... and as the months went by, she became obsessed, almost addicted, to her job. It was all-consuming for her, and occupied all her thought and effort and time ... our relationship became an afterthought, and would mostly be relegated to her staying over (because my apt was closer to her office than her parent's house) - then me cooking her breakfast and seeing her off in the morning - and getting take out when she got back at night. She became more and more locked into her job, and our relationship became more and more platonic and less and less romantic / sexual... which is not uncommon when people are stressed out, or exhausted - but we couldn't seem to find time or space to fix what was happening. We talked, and communicated - but her reaction to stress was to go inside herself, and cut the world off -> and my stress reaction has often been the same.
We grew more and more distant over the next year, I also got a new job that ate up a ton of my time, so we would only see each other for an hour or two in the evenings, or on the weekends when we were up for it. I have a habit of pushing the people I care about away when I am not doing well emotionally .. it's the biggest recurring issue I've had in my life. I've been to therapy for it, and have ways to manage stress including meditation, exercise and a healthy diet - all of which allow me to function. But as the months went by, I got more and more stressed out as we became more distant - and I started to fall apart, and started to feel more and more alone and isolated. I'm sure I could have been better, or more attentive, or more patient ... and I in no way want to trying to pin any blame on her. After all, I'm just 1/2 of the relationship, and 1/2 of the story. After not seeing each other for a few weeks, I had to go out of town for a week for my job - to deal with a long and stressful convention ... and when I came back, we didn't see each other for another week.
I wanted her to come see me, but couldn't come out and say it ... I wanted her to intuit my needs, which she OF COURSE was not able to do. She wanted me to tell her I desperately wanted to see her, which she couldn't articulate because she wanted ME to intuit her needs ... and round and round it went. Lack of communication.
We did see each other eventually, what started as a small disagreement blew up. It started after my ex starting talking about my roommate's girlfriend, or she said something nasty about her. I was upset because we hadn't seen each other in weeks, why would this girl be the first thing on her mind? What about us? I totally overreacted and pushed her away - it was a long and stupid argument, where we both ended up dredging up things from months and years before .. we broke up, she left. In my self-righteous indignation, I felt justified in the moment ... but as the hours passed, and days passed, I was miserable and knew I had made a horrible mistake. My friends at the time told me I'd done the right thing, and that we had long standing issues that I had been mentioning throughout our relationship ... she liked her well enough, but wanted me to be happy, and told me that I had, ultimately, done what I thought was right at the time - and not to doubt myself. But I did, I got fully stuck in my head about it - and was desperate (yes, the D word) to try again.
Over the next few weeks she totally ignored me, wouldn't respond to my calls, or messages. I didn't expect her to - but I practically begged her to give it another chance with me. But she had totally shut down, and in her (later) words "she was never going to speak to me again." She did, eventually, after a few weeks, respond to me. We talked, I apologized, tried to explain that she was the world to me, and I knew I had made a massive mistake, and desperately wanted a chance to try again - to make things right.
She agreed, eventually. We met up for dinner, and slowly talked things out - I was still honestly pretty upset, but we kept seeing each other, started making it a point to go on dates, to get to know each other again. She believed I had cheated on her, that I had met another woman and that this had all been a pretext ... I caught her going through my phone after I got out of the shower. There was nothing to find, but I couldn't believe that she still, after years together, suspected I had been unfaithful to her. But that was just a bump in the road, we talked it out. Things seemed to be getting better. We shared an amazing thanksgiving together, and I genuinely felt like we had turned a corner and were as close as we had ever been ... so did she.
The next Monday, at work, she got another concussion - worse than the first. From this point on, her entire personality shifted ... Which I have learned, in the months that followed, is just something that can happen with head trauma. She didn't want to spend time together nearly as much, she fully retreated into herself, and her family. She wouldn't come visit at all anymore - even if I was willing to pick her up / drop her off ... she would only agree to meet for platonic dinners at a halfway point between our houses. She started seeing a doctor, a neurologist, doing PT work ... but she just kept seeming to get further and further away. If I invited her over, she was always want to know if my roomate's g/f "might" be there, or if we'd be alone ... and if there was even a chance this girl would be there (even though we could spend time in my room, or in the common living room without interference) - my ex would just stay home.
Six or seven months of this went by ... we kept sort of drifting apart, and it seemed like no matter how much I tried to communicate, or bridge the divide between us (which, to be honest, it felt like I was doing 3/4 of the work to keep this thing going) - we just kept drifting. After her second concussion, we stopped being intimate all together ... she was still convinced I had been with other women while we were apart, and demanded I get tested for STDs for her to trust me again. I let my pride get in the way, and should just have done it - but I had not been with or dated anyone else in the few weeks we were apart, and I couldn't get over that she still wouldn't trust me at my word.. after almost 4 years together, I still had to prove myself.
But I didn't, I was stubborn and dug my heels in - so our last potential shot at intimacy evaporated. We became basically platonic buddies ... we still loved each other, said we loved on another every day - but I always felt like I was chasing her, hoping for some kind of emotional connection or breakthrough or common ground that never manifested. By the time July rolled around, I was a total mess ... I felt completely alone, isolated, and like the person I knew and loved had drifted off, and there wasn't a way to get her back. For two months I said that I was really struggling, I was feeling really disconnected and that I missed her all the time - that I wanted to get back to baseline but didn't know how, and that I wanted her help or guidance. She said she felt like she was gradually getting back to where she started, but had no clear picture of how long that might take, and couldn't give me any kind of definitive answer if things would get better again - or how things might get better again.
It never happened. With another month-long work event looming on the horizon, and my stress levels climbing and climbing, I felt like I was on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Eventually, after one of our platonic dates, I had a full on breakdown, and tearfully told her how isolated I was feeling, how I felt like I'd lost her, and how I felt totally clueless how to fix things. She had no ideas to offer, no guidance on how to navigate any of this, and no suggestions how to get back to some kind of baseline. It all poured out from both sides ... she didn't feel like she could trust me ever since we'd got back together, I felt like she neve really let me back in. But we both agreed that that one thanksgiving had been amazing ... and we wished we could find a way back to that place - but had no idea how.
I told her I needed a month, or two, I needed to start seeing a therapist, I needed to put myself back together because I felt like I was falling apart. I told her I wished that we could take a breathe - and come back on more solid footing because I had fucked up when I broke things off before. I had come back from a place of sadness and desperation - and had not given either of us a chance to heal before trying to undo the damage I'd caused. I wanted to meet her on even footing, from a place of mutual strength and try again ...
To her, this was just me breaking up with her again.. which I tried to say "no, I don't want to lose you, but I'm fucked up and need to just right the ship a bit in my life because I am totally losing it ..." But, sometimes it doesn't matter. To her, I was leaving her again, giving up. I had no idea if she'd speak to me again, but I felt so broken I didn't know what else to do.
I took two months, without contact, and started seeing a therapist, started exercising again, got through my hell-month at work. I tried reaching out again to her, multiple times after that ... but I never heard back. A few months went by - I missed her more and more, I didn't heal or get better, I didn't feel like I'd done the right thing. My friends told me I had, my family was supportive - my friends especially have told me time and time again that ultimately, I did the right thing, that I did what was right 'for me' ... but to me, the reassurance didn't matter. There was a giant, gaping hole in my life that I had no idea what to do with. This was a woman I had wanted to marry, that I had wanted to life with, to build and share a life with -> and at one point, I know she wanted the same. I felt so terrible, and couldn't handle the memories of the place I was in, that I resigned from my job (which was ok, it was a horrible grind, that while it paid ok, didn't have any kind of upward mobility) .. and after a lot of thought, I moved back across the country because it was too painful for me to be in that place, surrounded by the memories - living with the ghosts. My friend group had been slowly dispersing, getting new jobs in new cities, having kids and getting on with life - and I didn't see a reason to stay anymore. I debated reaching out to my ex to let her know I was moving - but it had been months without a word, she had not responded to any of my attempts to talk to her, to meet her even for coffee, or to return the few things of hers I still had - and I knew that if I did reach out - it would ultimately be a selfish act, hoping that somehow she might say 'oh no, he's leaving for good' ... so I didn't. I'm still not sure if she knows I left.
I've been saying with family, slowly putting the pieces of my life back together. I'm taking classes, and plan on switching careers into a new field that I may actually am passionate about. I'll find my own place again in a month or two, but truth is I missed my family dearly, and have been helping both my aging parents with years of neglected repairs and yard work - and seeing my siblings and their families again after a decade of living on the opposite coast and getting to see them 'maybe' once a year around the holidays. Plus after paying insane rent to random landlords for over a decade, its been nice to have a few months of feeling grounded, and to put work into where I'm living. My family has been thrilled, and glad to have me around again.
But it's made no difference, really. I still think of her every day. Some days are easier than others, and I can manage to stay focused on classes and work and fitness - but in so many ways my life feels totally hollow now. I'm stuck wondering if I completely fucked up a good thing, and wasted what might have been my last shot at starting a family of my own, of having a real partner. I'm 41, realistically my chances get slimmer by the year. Or maybe I did totally the right thing, and I got out of a degenerating situation that had been nagging at me for months and months that something was deeply wrong. Or maybe it was somewhere in between those two poles. There's no way to know, and I'm limited to my own side, and my own perspective - and trapped in that middle ground of wondering how things "MIGHT" have gone had X Y or Z happened differently. I wish I had some kind of clarity, or certainty, but I don't.
I guess things are getting a bit easier, as the days and weeks and months go by - but its only by fractions of a degree. I miss her, or maybe just miss the person she used to be, if that person still exists. Head trauma is ... complicated - because the person looks the same, sounds the same ... but the person you knew, the person you fell in love with, isn't really the same person anymore. Its almost like, mourning the death of someone who is still alive, if that makes sense.
So here I am, taking it one day at a time, hoping for some brighter tomorrow, some slow healing or revelation or clarity that I did the right thing - but all I have are doubts. There's no closure to be found because all I ever got was silence. I've done everything people have recommended - focused on myself, focused on health and fitness, focus on learning new skills, on meeting new people, gone on dates, focused on family, focused on growing -> but it hasn't helped the giant, gaping hole in my life, and the never-ending uncertainty.
I expect no sympathy, or empathy ... and knowing reddit, I'll get a lot of people piling on to tell me what a piece of shit I am, lol'ing at how I fucked up my own life, and telling me she's better off without me. But then again sometimes even Reddit can surprise you with the insightful and thoughtful responses. More than anything, I just wanted to write this down somewhere, anywhere - to get it out of my head and my heart. Because the more it stews, the worse I feel. Thanks for reading, if you managed to make it this far.. its a long, messy, meandering story without any real ending. Will I hear from her again? Probably not. Will I get over her? Eventually I'm sure ... but what happens between now and then is anyone's guess. What ever it is, it'll happen on day, one moment at a time.
tldr; sometimes things just end - without someone cheating, or abusing the other person, or any real good way to sum it up. Life and relationships are long, complicated, nuanced and messy. Take care all, appreciate what you have while you have it, take it one day at a time

Hi there! I'm Thomas, I'm 25 and I live in the USA. Specifically eastern Pennsylvania. As the title says, I'm looking to form a genuine, constant connection with someone. Whether that be as friends or something more.
As I get older, I find that I have a stronger desire to truly connect with people but at the same time I find it increasingly difficult to both create and maintain even just one connection like that. Especially in person
If we connect, I might talk to you all the time and about the most random things. I like to tease and joke around a lot but also enjoy deep, meaningful conversations which can start at random too. I'm a big time texter, also enjoy voice or video calls, and of course spending time together in person
My hobbies: playing video games (I also play on PC), watching YouTube, I watch anime tho I've been on kind of a break, trying to do some more reading. I mostly read like choose your own adventure "games"
Physical description: I'd prefer to just send a picture eventually but I'll include a short one here for now: 5"8 155 pounds Caucasian Brown hair brown eyes
I'm not too concerned about age, slightly more concerned about where we're both at in life. But preferably you would also live in PA, especially eastern PA. I look forward to hearing from you!
P.S: I am very much a night owl, not required but bonus points if you are too!🦉

Hi all, I’m not new to anxiety and have experienced it since I was around 14. However I’ve never had a panic attack until a couple months ago (January). I got home from a long day and ended up going to my girlfriends parents house, to house sit for the night. I was sitting on the couch with her when I experienced a random chest pain (that has always happened, ever since I can remember) but this one was different because just a month prior my dad had a severe heart attack and that’s all I could think about. I freaked out and suffered my first panic attack, that one lasted around 5 hours fully before I was able to go to sleep. It wasn’t that bad but ever since I will get them. It doesn’t matter if I’m at home by myself, with family or even out in public. I now have a panic attack at least once every 2 weeks, they are mostly not a big deal and I have learned that playing games on my phone are a good way to distract myself. The other day however (Monday), I experienced a panic attack while out with my girlfriend and it was by far the worst one since. I got very nauseous, I wanted to puke and my whole body was just sweaty and tense. That one really sucked and put a lot of stress on my body to where I have been feeling off and tired since (it’s now Thursday). I know panic attacks make your body and brain tired but this is my first time ever feeling this way for so long after. I have been eating, hydrating and resting but it doesn’t seem to work. I am a fairly active male in my 20s and have never felt this drained and sort of brain foggy from anything before. I’m not any medications for it but would like to be on some in the future.
I would really appreciate any feedback that wouldn’t make me feel crazy for feeling so lethargic days after… or any advice on how you learned to cope with panic attacks after the first one.

Prologue
The moon hung swollen and ominous in the night sky, casting an eerie crimson glow over the sleepy town of Willowbrook. Deputy Sarah Harding stood at the edge of the woods, her heart pounding as she stared at the mangled remains splayed out before her. Even after three years on the force, she had never seen anything like this. The body – if you could still call it that – had been ripped to shreds, flesh and bone scattered amidst the fallen leaves. Sarah swallowed back bile, forcing herself to look closer. Claw marks, far too large to be from any natural predator, had shredded the victim's chest cavity. And the head...dear God, the head was nowhere to be found.
Sarah's radio crackled to life, startling her. "Harding, what's your status? Over." She recognized the gruff voice of Sheriff Ethan Blackwood.
"It's a massacre, sir," Sarah reported, struggling to keep her voice steady. "You need to see this for yourself. Something's not right here. Over."
There was a long pause before Ethan responded, his tone grim. "On my way. Secure the scene and stand by. Do not, I repeat, do not pursue any leads until I get there. Stay alert. Over and out."
Sarah clicked off her radio and drew her gun, a sense of dread settling deep in her gut. An unnatural stillness had fallen over the woods. No insects chirping, no leaves rustling – just a thick, oppressive silence. Sarah had lived in Willowbrook her whole life and knew these forests like the back of her hand...but tonight, everything felt different. Sinister. As if something ancient and evil had awakened.
A twig snapped behind her, and Sarah whirled around, her heart leaping into her throat. She scanned the treeline, her gun at the ready, but saw nothing. Just shadows and silence.
Then, a low growl rumbled from the darkness, so deep that Sarah felt it vibrating in her chest. She took a step back, her finger tightening on the trigger. "Who's there?" she called, hating the tremor in her voice. "Show yourself!"
For a long moment, nothing happened. Sarah's breath misted in the chilly air as she waited, every muscle coiled tight. Then, a pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared in the shadows, feral and hungry. They seemed to burn with an otherworldly malevolence, sending icy tendrils of fear down Sarah's spine.
She blinked, and the eyes vanished. The growling faded into the night, leaving only an unsettling quiet in its wake. Sarah stood frozen, her heart hammering against her ribs. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to flee whatever lurked in those woods...but she had a job to do.
Swallowing hard, Sarah turned back to the grisly remains, forcing down her rising panic. She had to focus, had to secure the scene until Ethan arrived. But as she began to cordon off the area with shaking hands, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was out there. Watching. Waiting.

Sticker albums were kinda popular while I was growing up and I'd say earlier before.
Hell, even my mom collected some, like a Saturday Night Fever sticker album when she was in high school.
I know for sure that sticker albums were at least popular in Bolivia, Peru and Argentina and Mexico, but what about you folks from Chile, Paraguay, Uruguay, Colombia and the rest of Latam? Did you collect some? Were they kinda popular while you were growing up? Which ones did you collect?
I put the question in past tense because I don't think kids nowadays collect sticker albums anymore due to more digital distractions.

We have been together for about two years. We are both young 20s. Up until the last month or two I have been head over heels in love. I thought he was it for me. Since we moved in together last August, he lost his job and did not make much of an effort to find a new job. After arguing with him he got a minimum wage job saying it was all he could find. There are so many opportunities in our town. He just finished school and this entire time has not been contributing to bills or cleaning the house unless I get upset with him before I go to work. Without giving too many details, he’s going through something right now with his family and he is gone for a couple weeks. The deal was for him to be applying to companies close to us now that he doesn’t have school to worry about. I don’t think he has made any progress in that. I feel like I have loved him so much and I never feel cared about by him. I think if we didn’t live together I could easily move on from him. But I know how he acted before I met him and I don’t want him to go back to that either. I don’t want to regret changing everything. I had a lengthy talk with him one night before he left and the next day he acted like how I told him I need him to and then it was back to nothing. I don’t think he has ever planned a single date. I want him to love me the way I loved him and now I feel like it’s time to give up. Any advice is appreciated.

The title may be a little bit cheesy, but I honestly love stargazing and space. Helps that my hometown is also great for some night time viewing.
Anyways! So close to the long weekend here, and I even took some extra days off to give myself a bit of a staycation. No better time to find new people to chat with! A bit about myself to get things going:
* Have my bachelor of commerce, majoring in accounting. So it should be no surprise that I currently work as an accountant. Currently living in interior BC, with hopes that one day I can go to Vancouver.
* History is one of my favourite subject interests. Basically I just want to learn it all, regardless of time period or place. So if you have any good recommendations for well researched and sourced books, please let me know! Another lesser one is geology and paleontology, just really like rocks I guess. Still have my childhood collection.
* Speaking of books, I have loved reading since I was young. Love it so much, I can stay up until 2am getting immersed in my book, which doesn't really help too much with work the next day. Recently I have started to read 30 - 45 minutes before bed to help unwind before I attempt to sleep.
* Gaming is one of my main hobbies to fill my time when the weather isn't nice or I have nothing else to do. Personally I think gaming is best done with friends, so always done to play most things with people. For my solo tastes, I do enjoy RPGs and strategy/simulation type games the most. Basically anything with a good story or that gives me the ability to create ones myself.
* When the weather is nice, and not winter, I love to go hiking and for long walks. Hopefully this upcoming spring and summer will be less smoke filled than last year. Would love to get into photography some day so I can capture all the scenic sights I see. Currently trying to get better at working out consistently, have been pretty good in the past but have fallen through a bit since I've moved.
* Music is a big part of my life, and if my ear isn't taken by something I usually have it playing. I would say my preferred genres tend to be alt and indie rock. That being said, if I enjoy a song I will usually add it to my playlist, and check out the artist and similar songs to see if I can find others I will enjoy. Always love hearing about why a person loves a song, and am more than happy to exchange songs!
* Love to cook and bake, and somewhat decent at it too! Always looking for new recipes to try. Usually I get them down after a few tries, well they are edible at least
* I think I am decently humourous, I am able to make my co-workers and friends laugh quite a bit. Really I just want everyone to have a good time in the end and try my best to make it happen.
* Communication is one of the things I value the most. Would love to find someone who is efficient as well, as I truly believe it is key to growing any sort of relationship.
I can be quite an open book and love talking to people, so if this interests you in all feel free to reach out!

We are a late 30’s couple with no kids.
I love live music and my husband does not and he doesn’t care for my taste in music either.
Just for some background- earlier this year we travelled a few states for a festival for the weekend. We have also had a weekend trip for one of his interests and we have another trip planned for fall that is more to his taste for time off. I enjoy these things as well though, so I recognize that it’s not the same as him suffering through things. we have taken music based weekend or three day trips maybe two other times since 2018.
Recently we went to a city about four hours away just for the night because I wanted to see a show.
I have a flexible job so was able to shift hours around to accommodate taking the trip. He doesn’t and ended up using two vacation days. He’s upset about wasting them. I offered to go alone, but he worries about my safety too much and feels I should be glad he wants to go to ‘protect’ me, but he ends up being grumpy and I feel guilty.
I’m a pretty savvy person, I feel comfortable doing things like this alone. I’ve been to many concerts and traveled plenty and feel that I know how to reasonably keep myself safe. I get that doing things alone as a woman is riskier but I would rather take it than make him upset.
Ofc the third option would be to not go, but that feels unfairly limiting. Sometimes I have friends to go to closer stuff with, but likely not that far. I had a friend that was supposed to meet me at this show and couldn’t make it.
He does have trauma around violent things happening to loved ones. Am I being a jerk?

I had DI w/ free Nip Grafts at Reformkliniken in Malmö on 18th April! Dr Tuve was my surgeon. I wanted to leave a review here since a few things happened that I wasn't prepared for and maybe this'll help anyone else!
I am from the UK and decided to have surgery privately with Dr Tuve as it was much cheaper than the UK. The cost of the surgery was 65000 SEK which is about £4800.
I flew from Manchester to Copenhagen, and then took a train to Malmö. It wasn't that expensive and very easy to figure out directions in person.
I went for 2 weeks and 4 days so I could go to in person appointments before and after the surgery. I'm also autistic and felt I needed the extra time to ground myself in a new country. I stayed at the Scandic St Jörgen hotel which was only a 5 minute walk from the clinic. Hotels are quite pricey and it has it's pros and cons. Pros - close to clinic, hotel cleaners, free wifi, close to food shops and restaurants, easy to get to train/transport. Cons - more expensive than airbnb, no fridge so had to have takeout a lot, they did a laundry service but it was VERY expensive.
In the end I do think the hotel was right for me and my needs, but I know many others are not as privileged to be able to stay that long in a hotel.
I had my pre op appointment on the 16th, which I was dreading but it went a lot better than I thought it would. Dr Tuve asked me a lot of questions about my gender, how long I've wanted top surgery, is my family accepting, etc. He then examined my chest and asked what kind of results I'd like. He let me get changed before he stepped in which I was grateful for. They asked if I had picked up my prescription (meds needed before surgery), however I hadn't had any notification about this prescription at all. They were very quick to give me a new one, which I collected the next day.
The 18th was surgery day, and I was told to arrive at the clinic at 7am. My partner walked me there, and we said goodbye outside the clinic doors. I had to fill in some paperwork, have an anti bacterial shower, and pee before surgery. I was really nervous for the anesthetic and going under, plus the IV, but it was a lot better than I thought it'd be! The nurse who did my IV was very kind and did it quickly, and it wasn't painful at all. I was called into surgery at around 8:20am. I had to lay on the surgical table, which was honestly the scariest part. The anesthetic took a few minutes and then it all kinda hit and once. It felt like a very deep long nap. I was out of surgery and awake by 12:20pm.
I was very sleepy for a few hours and apparently I sent a lot of videos of me to my partner but I don't remember taking them! They are funny to watch back! I was feeling quite nauseous so out of the food options I had some granola and apple juice. I was offered a sandwich too but that was too much for me. I kept falling in and out of sleep for a bit. The nurse was encouraging me to try go to the toilet, but I was really nauseous. I did end up being sick a lot, it was whenever I sat up. We ended up wheeling me in a wheelchair to the toilet to try pee (which was a success!). I was given some anti nausea meds. Before I left the clinic, the nurse took off my post op binder, nips dressings, and large dressing, and I felt a lot better. I got to see my chest for the first time (my nips were still covered by gauze). It looked really good for the first day! The nurse showed me how to wrap the binder myself and what to do with the nip dressings. He then wrapped me back up, but I immediately threw up which he realised was from the pressure of the large dressing. He decided to take off the large dressing so I was just wrapped with the nip dressings and binder. He only allowed this because I wasn't that swollen!
I left the clinic at 7pm, and my partner picked me up. I was able to walk easily, just sore on top, and I was on a lot of painkillers so it wasn't that bad.
The instructions from my dr was to have a shower daily, antibiotics twice a day, pain meds twice a day, more pain meds can be taken if needed (I did for the first few days). My partner helped me shower the first 3 days as I couldn't really reach anything, but after that I was slowly more independent. We had a shower head we could take off the wall which was very handy and made it a lot easier. I had to sleep on my back, which is quite painful since I had a curved spine, but I found ways to cope with it (pillow under lumbar region, pillow under feet for elevation). I brought a travel pillow and a mastectomy pillow with me. I honestly didn't use the mastectomy pillow for what it was made for, as it hurt to put my arms in the side holes. I used it more to stop myself rolling to the side. The travel pillow is a must. It helped stop a lot of neck pain, and I could fall asleep a lot easier laying on my back with my head surrounded by the travel pillow.
Unfortunately I got really ill on my 4th day post op. I track my periods, and knew one was coming up, so I was already expecting pain the week before (normal for me). This pain was a 10/10, I couldn't move and threw up a lot. We called the clinic and apparently it is normal for surgery to affect periods and cycles. I wasn't expecting anything quite this intense, so I thought I'd leave this in here in case anyone else experiences it! No-one else that I knew that was having top surgery experienced this, but I know I have a lot more intense symptoms of periods normally so this may have contributed to it. Luckily this only lasted 1 day.
The rest of the week was a lot better, and I managed to eat a lot more and do a few more things. I went on daily walks as advised by Dr Tuve, but nothing too far.
On my 9th day post op I had a random allergic reaction. My body really went through it! My face was swollen and red, and I had hives all over my body. We had no idea where it had come from since I was just doing the same stuff as normal, however I am almost certain it is linked to my autism/stress levels (I have had random intense illness related stuff flare up from overstimulation and stress a few times). I was given some antihistamines and they worked slowly over a few days.
On my 12th day I had my post op appointment where a nurse removed the gauze from my nips and any visible stitching from them. I was super nervous going to this appointment as my nips smelt really bad and I was worried they were infected. Luckily all was good ! Apparently I had a small hematoma, but it didn't have fluid so no need to drain. I was instructed to wash my nips 2-3 times a day, have my daily shower as per usual, and change the tape on my insicions once a week. I also had a small bandage gauze I taped to my nips which I had to do til they were dry. My nips were dry by 2 days after this appointment, but I used the small bandages for about a week as I was nervous of the binder causing irritation on my nips. I also had to keep wearing the binder, which I have to do til 4-6 weeks after surgery (depending on how swollen I am).
I flew back home on 2nd May, and it was all good health wise.
Since then, recovery has been good! I'm very happy with my chest. My insicions look super thin and the nips look great too.
Overall, my experience with Dr Tuve and his team was great! Here are my main pros and cons:
Pros - Cheaper and high quality results! - Very lovely nurses and Dr. I felt I was in good hands. - They are happy to answer any questions, post op and pre op. - The clinic is very nice. Felt like I was in a hotel! - You do not need to be on T or have a gender dysphoria diagnosis. These things can help the process, but are absolutely not necessary.
Cons - Most documents were in Swedish and I had to translate them using Google Translate. You can call up the clinic to ask questions, but I am not good with phone calls! - The documents/help sheets aren't super clear on post op care, it is mostly for pre op information - Sometimes a lack of communication, such as with the lost prescription.
I hope this helps anyone!

Round 9 deadline: Friday 17th May, 9pm GMT

Heyyy peopleeee! Round 8 was another round where the results were really close, but we do have one episode which will be leaving us today.
...
Getting Out. Despite having never been close to elimination in previous rounds, Getting Out ended up with 3 votes, more than all other episodes. En Français was just behind with 2 votes, along with Last Resort.
So in Round 9, we will be having another

Double Elimination...

At least 2 episodes will definitely be eliminated at the end of this round. Will En Français be one of them? Or should it be something else? It's up to youuuuu.
Vote for the episode that you like *the least. The 2 episodes that gather the most votes will be eliminated with the **tied 25th place in this game. If 2 or 3 episodes tie with the most or second most votes, they will all be eliminated. If more than 3 episodes tie with the most or second most votes, any episodes which didn't tie will be eliminated, while the others will face a tiebreaker. Make sure you have watched all episodes before voting and don't vote more than once. (I don't think you can anyway)*

VOTE IN ROUND 9 HERE

Round 8 results
Episodes Alive: (SPOILERS!!!)
S1E1 - Who Do You Think You Are?:

• Alison and Mike inherit Button House
• Ghosts haunt them
• Captain annoyed at Fanny screaming

S1E2 - Gorilla War:

• Mike starts renovating house
• Ghosts annoy Alison
• Alison accepts ghosts as real

S1E3 - Happy Death Day:

• Pat's death day, family visit
• Kitty asks where babies come from
• Captain & Julian try to get rid of builders

S1E5 - Moonah Ston:

• Beg-Chetwyns visit for dinner party
• Captain & Mary help kill/prepare pheasant
• Ghosts do Moonah Ston ritual & watch Friends

S2E3 - Redding Weddy:

• Captain flashback
• A&M clear garden
• Fanny fancies Mike
• Pat keeps ghosts occupied (moon landing video, volleyball)

S2E4 - The Thomas Thorne Affair:

• Thomas death flashbacks
• Mike worries about meeting Alison's ex

S2E5 - Bump in the Night:

• Alison goes out
• Burglars break into house
• Ghosts try to warn Mike

S2E6 - Perfect Day:

• Claire & Sam wedding
• Pat recognises Keith from his death
• Claire nervous about wedding

S2E7 - The Ghost of Christmas:

• Mike's family visit for Xmas, parents help too much
• Julian feels guilty about avoiding family at Xmas
• Alison gets presents for ghosts

S3E1 - The Bone Plot:

• TV crew making documentary about Humphrey (death flashback)
• Julian thinks Barclay is having heart attack
• Pat tries to make Fanny & Captain laugh
• Thomas prepares Alison for interview

S3E2 - A Lot to Take In:

• Alison meets Lucy
• Julian remembers first day as ghost
• Mike starts new job
• Kitty & Pat dance

S3E3 - The Woodworm Men:

• A&M camp outside during fumigation
• Kitty watches Grease

S3E4 - I Love Lucy:

• Captain spies on Lucy
• Julian changes Mike's emails
• Fanny has affair with Humphrey's body

S3E5 - Something to Share?:

• Kitty shares story about ball
• Mike tries to find way to see ghosts

S3E6 - Part of the Family:

• Mike films promotional video
• Ghosts find out Lucy is lying
• Ghosts do drama/improvisation club

S4E2 - Speak as ye Choose:

• Annie teaching Mary to say what she wants flashback
• Kitty shows Captain how to live in moment
• Thomas goes cold turkey on Alison addiction
• Mike's old friends stay at gatehouse

S4E3 - The Hardest Word:

• A&M try to have relaxing day
• Ghosts make apology song

S4E4 - Gone Gone:

• Pat cheers Kitty up over Mary moving on
• Mike organises children's birthday party last minute
• Alison helps ghosts deal with their feelings about Mary

S4E6 - Not Again:

• Robin's death flashback
• Mike buys giant bear
• Kitty starts talking by saying opposite of what she means

S4E7 - It's Behind You:

• Ghosts put on panto
• Alison shows Pat old VHS recordings
• A&M get stuck in traffic on way to parents

S5E1 - Fools:

• Alison does April Fool's pranks on ghosts
• Insurance company person investigates insurance claim for fire

S5E3 - Pineapple Day:

• Ghosts figure out how Kitty died
• Mike discusses selling land with Barclay
• Thomas, Julian & Humphrey want blue plaque
• Kitty watches 'Is It Cake?'

S5E4 - En Français:

• Ghosts try playing game shows
• French woman visits with translator to see land
• Flashback of Robin learning French from Sophie

S5E5 - Carpe Diem:

• A&M have spontaneous night out
• Robin thinks someone will move on before midnight
• Fanny & Julian make most of possible last day
• Captain's death flashback

S5E6 - Last Resort:

• A&M decide whether to keep or sell house
• Obi shows up having been dumped by Brenda
• Kitty struggles to keep secret of baby's sex
• Pat & Robin fight over weather lady

Episodes which got out:*
34th place: S5E7 - A Christmas Gift
33rd place: S3E7- He Came!
32nd place: S2E1 - The Grey Lady
31st place: S2E2 - About Last Night
30th place: S4E5 - Poached Guests
29th place: S4E1 - Happy Holiday
28th place: S1E4 - Free Pass
27th place: S5E2 - Home
26th place: S1E6 - Getting Out

Hi everyone,
Appreciate any insights or best ways to approach this situation. Signed a lease in a share house 2 weeks ago, contract is for 4 months. There is a total of 6 people living in the house including myself.
The state of the house is fine, but the issue is that 1 of the tenants has a partner staying over permanently not on the lease. Additionally a friend of the partner has stayed in the living room most nights.
Normally I have no issue with that but they are not respectful of the house, leaving things around, not cleaning up after themselves.
Having met the other 4 housemates I can reasonably say they are all rational people that clean up after themselves. More seriously, there is seemingly drug dealing and possibly stolen bikes involved (new bikes keep appearing that don't belong to any of the house mates).
I am actively looking for another place at the moment as I don't feel comfortable with the situation. I deal direct with the landlord and there is no agent involved. My concern is I can't snitch/dob them in as I feel if the landlord threatens them it might be obvious that me (the newest person) is the one to have told on them.
Or am I overstating the above and should try to see if landlord can resolve it? My concern is landlord has sold the property and is just waiting for all the leases to run out in August so he couldn't care what the living situation is.
Sorry for the spiel of text, so much context to give!
At this stage my aim is find a place. Discuss to the landlord without giving details and hopefully he is understanding (possibly I can help with finding a replacement tenant as well).
Any other avenues to consider? Am I over blowing the fear of instigating direct threat to myself by reporting the extra people to the landlord? What would be the best excuse to leave the tenancy without directly dobbing them in?
Thanks for all your help and for reading this far

You know what they say, if at first you don't succeed....... ehhhh something or another. You get the point!
(P.S. pictures of me on my profile)
Searching for the "one" isnt easy, but what can we do aye? First things first, to throw some random bits of info out there about me! (Info dump incoming 😂)
I'm 24 and biracial! Half Irish and half African/northern Indian, and I'm living in the UK!
I'm approximately 6'0"-6'1" in height and id say an average/kept build. I also have somewhat long-ish hair for a guy, going near my shoulders, it's naturally straight! I also have a well kept somewhat shorter and neat beard :) I also have very fair skin. I guess I took physically more from one side of my heritage 😂🤌 I'm also a Muslim lad! So just putting that out there too for the sake of it.
I do enjoy binging on junk food but between my high metabolism and my physically active job working as an electrician (which I'm trying to fully establish myself in) I tend to never put any weight on 🤷
So! What am I looking for? Well it's a long shot. I'd like to imagine something like the female version of myself. My other half. Someone I find attractive, kind, easy going, fun to get along with, can hold a conversation without making it feel like a one sided effort and chore. Etc!
Important note!!!
IF you are not from the UK. Be aware relocating doesn't appear to be an option for me currently 😅 so bear that in mind please. I am open to a potential long distance but again. There's that.
I guess I'm the hopeless romantic type. Fantasising about soulmates, something real, serious, natural and everything great. Is that easy to obtain these days? Bruh. HECK no 😭 but can a guy try? Well, here's to hoping I suppose. Guess only time will tell
Anyone between the ages of 20-27 is welcome! Anyone who wants to actually get to know each other and dreams about something sincere and real! (With some fun stupidity and jokes thrown in there of course, that banter is a must🗿👍)
I like a woman with a little bit of confidence ya know? Probably one of the most attractive personality traits, who can hold a conversation and engage with the other person you know? Nothing more off putting than someone who gives single worded dead replies lol
Here's a bit more about me. My hobbies! my hobbies are various. I'd argue I'm an ambivert. Though my main hobbies lean towards something a little more introverted. You have hiking and the likes as well as going out with friends and driving around at night with them, but then you also have gaming which is a huge hobby of mine!! Well probably the thing I do most consistently 😭
So yeah! There's my shot being let out. I'd say I consider myself to be an honest and open book and would like someone who is open, honest and sincere in the same way!
Oh! And my preferred platform is Snap (:
So. Here's to hoping!

As seen from several posts, yesterday in Charlotte was a complete shitshow due to severe storms. I was flying CAE - CLT - PHL. Arrived in CLT at 3:30pm with a connection at 4:39, that was originally delayed 30 min. I'm EXP and have the CC so I went into the AC to wait out the delay and that's when the craziness hit. Huge storms rolled in and caused a ground stop, the plane that I was supposed to take to PHL was diverted to CAE (Ironically) and never made it due to further delays and the pilot timing out. I got the cancel notification and within 2-3 minutes got an update on the app that I was rebooked on the 8:14pm to PHL that was at that time delayed 40 minutes. Weather continued and the 6:15pm and 10:25pm PHL flights were canceled but the flight I was on was still active. My flight got pushed out again to 10:00pm. I left the Lounge and went to the gate a few minute before boarding was supposed to start and saw the chaos of delays with the customer service line several hundred ppl deep. Just before we were supposed to board, they canceled the flight, making that the 4th and last flight to PHL to cancel. I was originally pissed since I was on the first flight to cancel but am now 3 canceled flights behind everyone else for rebooking. I called the AA number and got the if you wanna call back in 50-70 minutes press one, to stay on hold press 2, stayed on hold and within 5 min had a rep on the line helping me. She looked at options and originally wanted to put me on CLT - ROC at 10:43pm (flight delayed and didn't wind up getting in until 2:30am) and then a 6am ROC-PHL. While looking at that she said "Oh wait, the system just booked you for tomorrow morning 9:15am CLT - CHS - PHL with a 12:30pm arrival in PHL. So I took that.
I say all of this to show that status matters when shit hits the fan, and most of this was completely out of AA's control. AA did their best to accommodate me as best they could in both situations, and I was able to limit my delay and time spent waiting around. I know my experience was not what many had to endure last night, but if it wasn't for status there is no way I would have been rebooked on the first flight and then again within 15 minutes of the last cancelation. I'm not trying to be an AA apologist, but shit happens and the airline is not out to get you if they cant put you on the very next flight out.

So my friends and I found a quartz deposit [at least it looks like it], very cool. But after playing around with the rocks one of my friend's hands started swelling up, super weird. Is it possible we found some other mineral that looks like quartz? Are there minerals known to irritate skin that look like quartz?
Note: the deposit must've been blown out by dynamite cause they had razor sharp edges. Just casually handling them or walking through the rubble gave us all these tiny cuts. But no one else's hands got swollen.

since my GF monitors my old reddit activity even though I'm banned from using it.
So I am beyond emotion right now so long story short - my girlfriend and I met awkwardly but nothing terrible but when we met, I said I had a crush on a friend.
2 weeks later, my now girlfriend and I meet up as friends, I say how I was wrong about having a crush on the 'friend' and was just messed up in my head.
My girlfriend and i get together and within 3 weeks, she's gone through my facebook, twitter, reddit, instagram, whatsapp on my phone and because I liked a couple of inappropriate sexual jokes and followed a fair amount of women on instagram she just went off.
What followed was 2 years of abuse - verbal, emotional, physical. I ended up putting my head in a urinal because in one arguement, she convinced me I was a pedophile for following a 19 year old actor from a show I loved. I slashed my arm open leaving a big scar which I had to lie to everyone about. I've burst vessels in my eyes from crying so hard and admittedly have gotten a small big physical in defence of myself now. I hit her in the leg when she was kicking me and broke a few things in our home.
She has spent the last 2 months in bed recovering from a very bad illness and in that time, we've gone the longest we ever have without arguing or anything. It's been nice - cut to every fear, insecurity, issue I've had in our relationship which I've never been able to address due to her 'issues' taking priority
I hacked her. A lot. I read and read and read and finally learned how and hacked her, I have found out she actively wanted to fuck her landlord at time of meeting me. Talked about loving her arse being played with after accusing me of being non-consensual with her because I accidentally touched her bumhole once. Told me her body count (25) which I never gave a shit about, was so high due to her having a validation issue due to abuse when a kid - messages all her friends like "Made 24 last night" "Got to 25 last night" "I just love going out and fucking randoms right now". For 3 years has made me to be the creepy guy who wants any girl yet did nothing but talk to her friends about porn, sex, 'lesbian scenes' in films after accusing me of having a lesbian fetish. Being hyper sexual, super-thirsty with people yet has NEVER even made an effort with me. She went into great depth about not being able to satisfy an ex despite how much he did for her.
She has been on top of me once, given me head once, yet these guys she wanted to ride them, make them cum...
I spent these 2 months working on myself and my issues with her while I had some peace and now I just feel physically sick. I love her but the person I'm with isn't her, or at least doesn't feel like it. She didn't change overnight from all of the above to the woke, 'men are pigs who look at any woman', just perfect icon of wholesome innocent woman she portrayed.
Am I with a fake her? The real her she always wanted to be despite her past? Who am I in love with? The person I want her to be and she wants to be? or a lie?
The worst part is - I'd be with either. Her before or her now. But the years of abuse make me sick. I don't know if I can be with either of them after what she put me through. I don't want revenge or anything, I'm not the "well I get to cheat" type guy. I don't know how she can make up for this. If she did everything she did for these other men in the past then it'd feel fake.
Sorry for the wall of text y'all. Overall I just need to hear opinions because I haven't been allowed friends for 2 years so...
*TL:DR, My girlfriend has abused me physically, verbally, emotionally for 3 years due to accusations of things that, upon hacking her social media, she actually did in our relationship.*

I’m a married father in my early 30s and have played the game since day one of WZ1. Played a lot of Verdansk and got onto to the Rebirth train kinda late in WZ1 but got completely hooked.
I play with the same 2-3 guys every session with 70% of the games being duos, and then the rest trios and quads when everyone is online. Resurgence modes are all we play so obviously we were so hyped when Rebirth came back.
We dabbled in Ranked last season on FK because we hate the Vondel map rotations, and we noticed something.
Ranked felt easier. Like way easier than regular pubs. We got up to Platinum III or Diamond I and it still felt easier 60% of the time.
For the past 2 weeks me and my duo have mainly played regular Rebirth/FK/Vondel rotation and I have been in the biggest blender of my life. I mean to the point where I genuinely felt like I was in the twilight zone. I’d wind up with 4k damage and 5 kills. On a good match. Constantly losing 1v1s and 1v2s, never been able to finish a down, game crashing, and always zigging when I should have zagged.
Now I’m not a super sweat by any means. I’m a solid 1.5-2.0 KD player, but we all know how it feels when you’re thinking to yourself “I’m too good of a player for it to be going like this. WTF am I doing wrong”. I was fully tilted and almost lost all motivation to play until last night.
Last night we jumped back into ranked and got 3 back to back wins and I almost got my first 20 bomb. Looking back I should have noticed I was on 18 and just full send the last team and picked up 2 instead of just 1 kill. My overall ranked KD is a 1.77 and my 10 game KD was a 2.3 for the night.
I really wish COD allowed the tracking by 3rd party sites again so we could see what lobbies we were getting but they felt absurdly botty for several games in a row, and we are at Platinum II. And this isn’t the first time we’ve felt that ranked at that level was easier.
Curious to hear what others think about their ranked experience and when you kinda noticed that “wall” where you think you’ve reached the ceiling of what kind of teams you can be competitive against.

You know what they say, if at first you don't succeed....... ehhhh something or another. You get the point!
(P.S. pictures of me on my profile)
Searching for the "one" isnt easy, but what can we do aye? First things first, to throw some random bits of info out there about me! (Info dump incoming 😂)
I'm 24 and biracial! Half Irish and half African/northern Indian, and I'm living in the UK!
I'm approximately 6'0"-6'1" in height and id say an average/kept build. I also have somewhat long-ish hair for a guy, going near my shoulders, it's naturally straight! I also have a well kept somewhat shorter and neat beard :) I also have very fair skin. I guess I took physically more from one side of my heritage 😂🤌 I'm also a Muslim lad! So just putting that out there too for the sake of it.
I do enjoy binging on junk food but between my high metabolism and my physically active job working as an electrician (which I'm trying to fully establish myself in) I tend to never put any weight on 🤷
So! What am I looking for? Well it's a long shot. I'd like to imagine something like the female version of myself. My other half. Someone I find attractive, kind, easy going, fun to get along with, can hold a conversation without making it feel like a one sided effort and chore. Etc!
Important note!!!
IF you are not from the UK. Be aware relocating doesn't appear to be an option for me currently 😅 so bear that in mind please. I am open to a potential long distance but again. There's that.
I guess I'm the hopeless romantic type. Fantasising about soulmates, something real, serious, natural and everything great. Is that easy to obtain these days? Bruh. HECK no 😭 but can a guy try? Well, here's to hoping I suppose. Guess only time will tell
Anyone between the ages of 20-27 is welcome! Anyone who wants to actually get to know each other and dreams about something sincere and real! (With some fun stupidity and jokes thrown in there of course, that banter is a must🗿👍)
I like a woman with a little bit of confidence ya know? Probably one of the most attractive personality traits, who can hold a conversation and engage with the other person you know? Nothing more off putting than someone who gives single worded dead replies lol
Here's a bit more about me. My hobbies! my hobbies are various. I'd argue I'm an ambivert. Though my main hobbies lean towards something a little more introverted. You have hiking and the likes as well as going out with friends and driving around at night with them, but then you also have gaming which is a huge hobby of mine!! Well probably the thing I do most consistently 😭
So yeah! There's my shot being let out. I'd say I consider myself to be an honest and open book and would like someone who is open, honest and sincere in the same way!
Oh! And my preferred platform is Snap (:
So. Here's to hoping!