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Hey guys, I don’t post on Reddit much, but am super scared for my doctor’s appointment tomorrow. I (F14) have (what seems to be) some form of hypothyroidism. Though my TSH is just slightly above the normal range (4.84), when I got an antibodies test done my T3 and T4 came back normal, but my antibodies were pretty wack. My “Thyroid Peroxidase Ab” was 76, and my “Thyroglobulin Ab” was 394. I don’t know much about what all the blood levels mean exactly, but I was told that I am (most likely) in the early stages of hypothyroidism and have Hashimoto’s Disease. I was then referred to a pediatric endocrinologist, who managed to squeeze me in for an appointment tomorrow. My mom and grandma both have hypothyroidism, so I was bound to get it at some point… I just didn’t realize that it would come so soon! Another important thing to mention is that I’m an elite level age group competitive swimmer, who swims for over 15 hours a week and is ranked in the top 100 (in multiple events, might I add) every year. For the last 18 months, I have been experiencing MAJOR fatigue in both races and in practice. I’ve always been the type of person who is super strong (I’m over 6 feet tall, haha) and can thug it out whenever workouts get hard, especially at the parts in them where others fail— that has NOT been the case, and has honestly gotten wayyyyy worse over time. Though I didn’t realize what these symptoms were at the time, I am now strongly believing that they are associated with hypothyroidism, or my Hashimoto’s Disease. Here are some of my symptoms that follow:

• EXTREME FATIGUE… like I’m talking extreme! I’ve never been this tired before, not just out of the water but in it as well. I am totally dying in all of my sets, and in my races.
  
• Muscle Weakness. My muscles just give out on me after what feels like a 50.
  
• Muscle Soreness. My muscles are sore— they’ve never been sore before!! Additionally, when I look back on videos of me swimming in a race, I look like I’m taking it easy. It doesn’t feel that way at all— rather, I feel like I’m pushing it harder than I ever have before.
  
• Dry Skin. My skin is constantly peeling, dry, and prone to break outs. I live in a very humid place as well, where most of my friends have extremely oily skin.
  
• Hair Loss/Thinning Hair. My hair has always been super thick and curly, but it has started falling out a lot!!
  
• Puffy Face. My face has also gotten a lot fatter, if I’m being honest. I’ve always been the type of person with a long, skinny face, but over the last year my face has turned incredibly round and makes me look like I weigh a lot more than I actually do.
  
• Weight Gain. I’ve always had a fast metabolism, but my weight gain has progressed a lot more exponentially within the past month. One week, I went from 153 pounds to 160… I hadn’t been eating any differently than I was before, and was working out at the same intensity.
  
• Cold Sensitivity. I sleep in an 80 degree room every night, and still wake up due to being too cold. Well we’re on the topic of sleep, I sleep well over 10 hours a night (I’ve never needed more than 8) and still wake up feeling exhausted.
  
• Depression. Since January of 2023, I’ve been feeling depressed, and it has only gotten worse since then. I’ve found Jesus, focused on the positives, gone to a therapist, and I am still feeling pretty depressed. Though it’s only minor (I never think about killing myself or anything), I’ve read a lot about how hypothyroidism can trigger this sort of thing, which makes a lot of sense, as that’s when all of my other symptoms began to form as well.
  
• I have more symptoms as well, which I could mention in the comments, if necessary.
  

My coaches and mother all thought that I was burned out. I kept on saying “I’m not! I feel motivated, and I absolutely can’t live without this sport!” (I LOVE swimming with all of my heart, and have never doubted that I wouldn’t be wanting to do it anymore.) Well, once the lab results came back… I was finally believed! I’ve changed my workouts to be shorter and all at race-pace (USRPT, if you swim), which has helped a little bit, with me taking a rest after I feel myself get to that same level of fatigued.
Where I’m going with this, is that my mother and older sister don’t believe I’m going to be medicated for this, as my mother wasn’t put on medication until her TSH was well over 10. I can’t express through words how much I believe that being medicated would help me, especially in swimming. My energy levels are impacted everything I do, and I’m sure that if I wasn’t an athlete, it wouldn’t be as big of a deal. The problem is that swimming is my bloodline, and also incredibly difficult— even if you don’t have a thyroid issue! The surplus makes it almost impossible for me to achieve my full potential and go much faster than I am right now.
I’d be surprised if anyone were to have read this through the whole way, but these are my questions: - Will I (more than likely) be medicated after my appointment tomorrow? - If I’m not, should I go to another endocrinologist to see if they will? - Are there any other (serious) athletes on this sub who have gone through hypothyroidism, and would they have any sort of tips for dealing with this issue well?
Thanks again if any of you read this far!!

I always had doubts. You can read my old post. Was it my intuition or I manifested it or I brought it to end or it s just meant to happen this way.
I was dating this recently separated guy going through divorce, had his kid every week and every other weekend. Lot of you can say- I told you so. I knew recently separated can be tricky. He may not even know what he wants.
He stays with his mom, so I have never been to his place. He lives 1 hour away from me. We only met every other weekend. Always in my city.
He had met my friends. Talked about me meeting his friends initially but never happened.
I almost fell in love with him but I guess I always had a feeling where it was headed so I couldn’t always feel a 100%.
I really liked him. A lot. I wanted us to work but these things cant be forced.
Still my heart aches.
In the end, the usual stuff - it s not you it s me. I wont find another like you. It was going too fast. I am not ready for anything. I need to figure out who I am.
I kinda understand his point but I now have a broken heart again. And to hear some of the dialogues repeated - it s not you, it s me. I wont find someone like you again. I just wonder if you feel this way why are you letting go.
Why do we give up too easy instead to working on a relationship, figuring out a way, navigating together. Or may be it wasn’t a relationship.
Is 9 months too less a time or it s a lot of time and emotions spent.
It hurts but I guess my last breakup kinda made me super strong to deal with it - hopefully with dignity.

Hi guys. I've got The Poly Breakup Book on my wishlist & have watched some of the author's excellent videos. Very informative. I'm not looking for advice/opinions as it just confuses me more, but I would like answers to something I've come across in my studies. I've heard that in many poly breakups, the issue is discussed openly, is mutual, communication is had, stress is kept to a minimum as much as can be, & some folks even mail out letters to friends, metas & family. I'm not going to go into detail, but all I'll say is that doesn't match my experience at all. 2 years have gone by & I still have only theories as to what really happened in my case. My question is, is a big blowup followed by no goodbye & disappearing off the face of the earth unusual in the poly world? I get the in general stuff & mental health etc which is why I've been keeping to myself & working on me. But I'd really like to know if my misfortune is an anomaly in this lifestyle, that's all. Have a great week guys.

Let's first delve into the doubtlessly demeaning details: I am 24 years old, living with my mother, working a job only tangentially relevant to what I studied for, and it's not even for the living expenses -- it's to defray my degree program costs (mother insisted I shouldn't consider student loans if it can be avoided, even though it'll defer my actually receiving the degree; did I mention I'm 24 years old still paying off undergrad, and that's just one criterion out of several to fulfill? I sound so ungrateful for her provision phrasing it as that -- my apologies, even in her absence -- but I am at present prioritizing transparency over respect).
At my age, my life is not even fractionally what I envisioned it to be in my youth -- I can't say I've ever made friends in school, ever had fun, even (I can thank the quarantine), and any connections I've made fizzled out upon my departure from grade school or uni -- and I suppose that's weighing down the relationship with my mother and me. She'd give me some command, something inessential such as wiping the floor, and my response is simply lying in bed until my job or some other extradomestic obligation impels me out of it -- nearly all the time that happens, I wholeheartedly promise you I feel physically incapable of doing anything else.
I'd tell her, "I'll get to it; can I just lie here a while?"
She'd reply, "I want it done now; what else do you have to do at this moment?" with her voice carrying more than enough emphasis for both of us.
That, or I would question why something should be done or my ratiocination in why it shouldn't, and she would interpret that as my challenging the position she holds in the house, ergo I'm "trying to pick a fight" with her (the quotes are to display her wording, not my mocking it -- I truly have no energy to pick fights with anyone, let alone my own mother)
Such as her telling me, "I need you to install this modem, get to it."
"We already have a functioning one; are we replacing it?"
"Obviously. Why do you have to talk back to me all the time?"
"I'm sorry, may I just ask why?"
"Jesus Christ, does it matter? I pay for these things, not you!"
Meanwhile I wasn't comfortable disconnecting my computer from the Internet -- even for a second -- because the files I'm accessing for my school might be denied upon reactivation. That didn't matter to her, she applied the "you want it done when you want it, do it yourself" mentality, and, yes, that's exactly what happened -- I have yet to inform the professor, and I'm hoping it doesn't lead to anotber bill added to my statement.
In fact, none of it matters -- she aims to send me off to a group home and effectively cleanse her life from the stains I inflicted on her, as I have insufficient financial means to live without her; it was her sister's -- my aunt's -- idea, to demonstrate to me "who's in control" (which I never have any intention of contesting, though I'm disregarding the dissonance between intention and action in my saying that) and to safeguard her well-being against the stress I unceasingly bring her, and, goodness, I can't blame her at all for that.
The title is accurate, I'm not sure what to do anymore; should I even try to combat such decision-making? I am her only offspring and I can't say I was ever a good son to her.
If nothing else, thank you sincerely for reading. Knowing that someone would read this -- and maybe even relate -- is enough to bring me peace.

I have a group of friends, the story-relevant ones are Bruno, John and Jake. Bruno & his girlfriend (let's call her Katherine) broke up not too long ago after a relationship of about 3 years or so. The whole thing isn't very straightforward as he is still in love with her and she broke up with him because she thought the relationship wasn't going anywhere, but also she seems to be giving mixed signals and now they're in a weird spot.
Long story short, Katherine had a sudden outburst of truthfulness and decided to tell him about how John and Jake were hitting on her pretty hard while she and Bruno were still together and also after they broke up. I'm not completely sure about what John's texts looked like but he has been in a relationship for about one year and that didn't seem to stop him.
Jake apparently even asked for nudes and offered her some money in exchange.
Bruno blocked John and Jake from social media after he learned this, saying he was very pissed at them. John reached out to Bruno and asked why he blocked him, to which Bruno replied by telling him he's an asshole for hitting on his girlfriend while John himself was in a relationship.
Jake hasn't made any effort to contact Bruno and I don't even know if he has noticed anything weird (like how Bruno won't show up on his Instagram feed).
For extra context, I broke up once with a girlfriend I had and John asked her out like a week after that and Jake apparently asked another friend's ex for nudes and offered her the exact same amount of money a few weeks after they broke up.
Tbh I feel like both John and Jake did some shitty stuff but I don't know how to react for some reason. Should I take sides or should I stay neutral?
My birthday is coming up this weekend and now I don't know who to invite 'cause Bruno said he won't go anywhere near Jake and John. I don't think Jake even knows Bruno is incredibly mad at him.

I’ve had my 2017 MacBook Pro 13in since it came out, and it’s worked fine. However I’d say the last 6 months to a year EVERYTIME I’m trying to use my home wifi it disconnects. I’ve used the Apple troubleshooting options and nothing changes.
It doesn’t happen on any other WiFi, schools, business, friends house, etc. Only at my home, I’ve done all the stuff that some Apple forums suggest but nothing has solved my problem.
It sucks because if I need to take a test with camera I have to go to a friends house, has anyone else dealt with this problem?

I’m an incoming PGY-1 (psych) dating a soon to be PGY-2 (anesthesia). We have been dating for 2.5 years, friends for 2 years prior (met in med school).
The past year has been extremely taxing, both on my partner and our relationship. I see him oscillating between exhaustion, burn out, and depression. He feels too fatigued to try to create social connections in the program or maintain them from home. He tried a counseling session once where he felt the therapist was dismissive and didn’t try to reschedule. He keeps saying he will call a psychiatrist but often gets out after their office is closed.
I feel constantly emotionally put off. Aside from our FaceTimes for a few minutes every night — often consisting of rants of patients from the day or exhaustion cutting them short- it’s hard to find intentional conversation or activity time. We try to schedule monthly check ins to discuss the relationship, a conversation question each night to connect briefly, etc but usually they’re skipped.
He keeps saying I don’t understand the extent of the exhaustion, and that is true to some extent of course. It breaks my heart to see him this way. He’s put on weight which has resulted in poor self esteem, he says he needs to study and workout and meal prep but can never find the time or energy to do any of those things. I just don’t understand what I’m supposed to do. We’re in our mid 20s, and I feel like I’m clinging onto this relationship in hopes that it will become better in attending-hood. It’s just a long wait with no guarantee. I feel like I barely know this version of him. I want to know if I should stay in this relationship or if it will always be this way, but it feels impossible to evaluate.
Should we try taking a break? Couples therapy? Break up? That hurts me to think about but this feeling is all consuming.

This is a phrase I used to say a lot as a joke but I firmly believe this now.
So there was this girl I was talking to, I personally found her gorgeous altough some people didn't. Everytime after school she'd be waiting for me hoping we could walk together and just hangout for hours together. Oh boy, she had that smile, that voice.. anyways, I'm a musician, and we got a music competition that happens so we gotta go on a bus to go to a further city. She's there ofc because I met her through our school's music department. So we sit next to eachother with her friend behind us the entire bus ride, it was very enjoyable, I had lots of fun and everything seemed to be going great. After the few days there we go back and she seems distant slightly, we're still sitting next to eachother but she doesn't have that same glowing smile, she barely looks at me and stuff. (She does smile a lot so it was noticeable) I didn't think much of it and ruled it as tiredness.
Once we're back, for the entire week she isn't there after school waiting for me. I don't know what I did wrong. Now, just today, she finally comes waiting, but I'm there first. She's there with a random boy which i've talked to before he's super nice. Whatever, we start hanging out as usual. I receive no attention whatsoever, the guy says anything and she dies of laughter, does dirty jokes, says "You're literally perfect" while I'm right there, as if it was a big rejection in my face. I suppose she knew I was gonna ask her out and before I had the time to actuslly do it she just ditched me. Back to the hangout, the entire time they forget I'm here, I'm walking behind them or on the road(they're on the sidewalk). She never did a single eye contact with me the entire time. But I got to see her smile again, but cause by this random guy instead. I hate everything. It was going so well, but she just noticed there were many better options than me I suppose. Love is a feeling that i truly don't believe exists, it's only lust and attraction towards social status, financial status or physical traits. Since I'm a 4 on a good day and definitely not skinny, I guess I can understand her course of actions, but maybe just telling me would be better instead of acting as If nothing happened and making me feel like shit. I hate myself and she knows it, I'm trying to work on myself and she knows it, but doesn't give a shit about it.
Anyways I don't feel like writing more, thanks for reading if you actually did

Hi!
I'm looking for someone who I can speak Mandarin, Hookien, & Spanish with.
Currently taking up engineering here in the Philippines. I identify myself as a lesbian (I hope you don't mind). I'm a bit of talkative (just a heads up). People would often say that I'm a bit friendly for everyone. And I'm a bit soft hearted so please bear with me.
I can also offer friendship here :)

Good Evening,
I'd like to start off by mentioning that I am a 17 year old man, white, 190cm in height - 6"2' almost 6"3', weighing around 60 kg - 120 pounds. I currently live in Europe, precisely - Poland. I do not drink or smoke, no medication outside of the pills that I got prescribed by the doctor who I have visited about this issue.
The root of this issue:
On Wednesday - 22nd of May, I was playing pick up basketball with a couple of friends. This activity was all fun and games until I jumped for a rebound, trying to get the ball for my team from the air, which resulted in me falling on the wrong side of my foot. I would also like to mention that I have rolled my ankle twice before, which was never this severe. 30 minutes after the injury, my mom took me to the ER. I did an x-ray and the doctor told me to not put any pressure or weight on the foot (no walking), and wearing a Walker Boot. I was also prescribed Neoparin - 10 anticoagulant injections, taken daily. We were told that we should schedule another visit 2 days after, once the swelling had shrunk. On the second visit, the doctor examined my foot and determined that the injury is a grade 2 ankle sprain. I was prescribed 2 weeks of no pressure along with still wearing the walker boot, keep doing the injections, along with 2 new medicine - Cyclo3Fort and Reparil. I was also instructed to use the RICE method - Rest Ice Compress Elevate, keeping my foot above my butt, icing my foot every 2 hours for 15 minutes and treating the walker boot like a cast, only taking it off when I shower.
After the first visit in the ER, I took the advice lightly - I wore the walker boot for a long time during the day but I didn't really pay attention to how long my foot was supposed to be in it. I kept my foot elevated for most of the day but I also did not really care that much about it. I didn't ice my foot at all because I found research that icing actually makes the healing process longer.
After the second visit, I really listened to the words of the doctor. I am keeping my foot elevated 95% of the day, I ice every 2-3 hours for 15 minutes. I have my walker boot on also 95% of the day. I also take all of the medicine as im supposed to.
What really worries me is that since I have been doing what my doctor told me to (2 days ago), I get this excruciating pain in my foot and my leg whenever I don't keep my foot elevated. This made showering impossible, going to the toilet and relieving myself really hard - also met with excruciating pain (7/10 on a pain scale) - it honestly feels like if I was getting constantly bitten by a dog. Daily activities like making my breakfast - even simple cereal with milk, are insanely hard to do, with my foot constantly hurting when it's not elevated.
The plus of this is that the swelling that was HUGE, is now moderate. Compared to day 1 it is 80% gone, and even comparing to yesterday - it got better.
I was instructed to keep doing this for 2 weeks - until the time of my next checkup. Surviving like this, until then and even going there seems IMPOSSIBLE.
Thank you so much for taking the time to review and help me with this issue. I also want to say sorry for any bad instances of my use of the english language.
Hope everyone has a great day.

I kinda knew it was a scam from the way they were acting, and the sort of vids they sent. At first they sent a picture of their face, thats it. I sent one aswell, afterall my instagram pfp already got my face on it. After that they sent the nudes, I sent a mirror pic, face barely visible no genitals in view, but a nude. After that they continued asking for pics, I got curious, pulled a dick pick from google. Not a minute after they send this whole message of how they are going to ruin my life, my career, etc. They proceed to ask for money or else they will send it to my followers. I say I won't, I block and report them. I told my close friends, they tell me not to worry, that It probably won't lead to anything. Yet I'm still in shock from it, I was stupid, trying to mess with them like that out of boredom, and I can't help but worry of what it could lead to.

Hi! For anonymous purposes, I’m just going to say my name is Andy. I’m (22M) and I got my heart broken for the first time last year. Also for anonymous purposes, her name will be Veronica. She was (28F) and we had met at a concert. We started talking, and at the end of the concert we got each others Instagram. After that night we started texting each other everyday for about 2 weeks.
Within those 2 weeks we were calling , always talking. We finally decided on a random night to meet up at a park, and it was great. I immediately had a connection, and we did kiss on the first date. After that we began talking more than usual, and we had went out on a second date.
Towards the end of the second date, we went into the back of her car and started making out, but nothing beyond just sucking her bonkers. Once we were done we started talking more, and made it exclusive to make this work out. We were never together, but we liked each other a lot (from what I felt).
We went on a third date to watch the new spiderverse movie, and after we went on her street, parked, and then we did everything except for actually doing the deed. After everything we were just chilling in the back, and we were joking around. I slipped up and accidentally said I loved her. Now I know what y’all are thinking. But I’m extremely used to telling my friends that I love them because that’s just our relationship with each other. I also didn’t say it in a romantic way. But it was still my fault. I panicked and she realized that I didn’t mean it that way. So she said it was okay and that she knew I didn’t mean it like that.
After the night I went home happy. Now before I get onto the next part of what happened. She had gotten out of a 8 year relationship 8 months ago during the time that we were going out (I know, big mistake, found that out the hard way). She also constantly kept telling me she likes me a lot and basically kept assuring me throughout the whole time that she wanted this to work with me and be with me at some point. I’ve also never had a serious relationship before and she was okay with that.
So going on to the next part of this. She had went out to Disneyland with her family for the week as a vacation since they are from San Diego, and she lives here in LA. Her texts started being weird, and kinda seemed she was drifting away from our flirtatious texts and so forth. I assumed she was just busy.
That weekend we saw each other, and out of nowhere said that she doesn’t think she can do it anymore. She brought up how I scared her and so forth. But she never even talked to me about how she felt throughout that week. As I kept trying to tell her that we can make it work and so forth, she kept trying to say things on why it wouldn’t work due to minor differences that didn’t affect anything that had to do with us dating.
We then sat down, tried to play uno, but my heart was already shattered. I don’t know how I kept my composure on not crying. But I was obviously in distress. After I brought everything up again, and she told me that she was sorry and can’t do it anymore. She seemed like she felt really bad but I don’t know. We left and I was in pieces up until now.
For the last 8 months that she hurt me I used alcohol and weed as a way to cope. I was somewhat a little stocky, and then I turned fat. I’m depressed. It was my first time a girl really seemed she wanted to work things out with me, and accept the weirdo that I am lol. Also before I move onto the next part of this, I forgot to mention I’m a metal musician. I’m not well known but I can confidently say that I’m good at what I do. I sing and scream for a band, and for my solo project. But this also kinda ties into this next part. A month goes by, I texted her, and she said how she hasn’t been alone for 8 years, and how she can finally work on herself and blah blah blah. Another month goes by she dates another dude who’s a musician. I was devastated. So that led me into a deeper hole. Another 2 months go by and they unfollow each other, and she deactivated her instagram. A few weeks go by, she’s back on Instagram, posts a photo of herself on Instagram stories, and next thing you know it, she’s dating another guy who happens to be another singer, who has 40k monthly listeners on Spotify, and millions of streams on his music. This was this past January/February.
Now leading up to today, they are still talking. I finally unfollowed her cause she did first. But knowing this made me feel played, and makes me feel worthless. This is my first actual heartbreak, and I finally stopped smoking and drinking as much. I started to go to the gym again, and all of these feelings are coming back again. Except the emotions are hitting me harder. It’s basically been a year, and I still can’t get over her. I’ve actively tried dating a couple times after, but it wasn’t exciting anymore, the girls I went out with had boring and unambitious personalities. I’ve also went to a metal show recently, and I can’t go up to a girl anymore and ask for her number because of how traumatized I am, and I remember the hurt I went through. Even through all of this, she never texted or contacted me once. All she did the next day was text me thank you about introducing her to a band. And then left me on delivered with my response. She messed me up bad, and I don’t know how to let go, heal more, and actually try to be happy again. I’m lost, and it makes me have anger towards her but also still have a lot of sorrow left. I need advice. I wish I was over her, but I can’t stop thinking about her. What should I do?

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A Witch’s Love at the End of the World
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Day 1 A news report breaks in [REDACTED] New York about a man waking up the previous morning, and attempting to turn on his TV to watch the latest episode of his favourite show, only for his remote to crumble in his hand. Confused as to what was going on, the man would attempt to manually turn on his TV, only to accidentally pull a chunk of it off. It was at this moment, that the man would discover that his TV had been replaced with a hyper-realistic cake. The man would question his wife about where the TV went, and why there was a hyper-realistic cake in its place. However, his wife was just as confused as he was about the entire situation at hand. The man would attempt to report this to his local authorities, claiming his TV had been stolen and replaced with a hyper-realistic cake. Only to be laughed off as a prankster due to his ridiculous claim. Angry at this, he would take his story to the local news station hoping for justice to be served to whoever stole his TV. Once again, his claims were laughed off and published as a mere joke. The man would claim that there would be more cases of people’s items being replaced with hyper-realistic cakes going forward and that they would all regret ignoring his case.
Day 29 Police reports coming from all over [REDACTED] New York would reveal the man’s words to be correct. Starting after a young woman would attempt to open her purse, only for the zip to completely come off upon being pulled and quickly break apart, taking some of the modelling chocolate with it. Soon people would begin reporting all over the area that their items had been completely replaced with cake. Phones, laptops, bags, earrings, necklaces, rings and even stacks of cash were discovered to have been replaced with hyper-realistic cakes. Local authorities, having now clearly learned that this was no prank, are looking into the cases to try and track down these valuable items. However, one thing these cases all have in common (aside from the cakes being delicious) is the complete lack of evidence pointing to any suspects. No DNA evidence, no signs of forced entry, and no people in the area at the time. Nobody is even sure when these items were replaced with cakes. They all say they could've sworn they were real a second ago, only to suddenly be cake. Almost as if there was no thief and they had just suddenly turned into cake. Authorities are still on the hunt for a possible suspect in this case, even though the wider New York authorities laugh at them for humouring these absurd claims.
Day 47 The situation has escalated much further than anyone could've possibly anticipated. Now the reports of items being replaced with hyper-realistic cake have rapidly expanded to the rest of New York. Hundreds of people are reporting that their valuable items are being discovered to be hyper-realistic cakes. A man would take his phone out of his pocket to check if he'd received any important emails, only for his phone to crumble into pieces of cake in his hand. A woman would attempt to cash in a check of $100,000 to a bank, only for the modelling chocolate on the check to smash into several pieces when placed down on the counter. A couple would attempt to hurry their kids into the car, worrying they may be late for school. Only for the car to fall apart right in front of them, as the door is pulled off and falls to the ground. People are getting scared, they're worrying that at any moment, any of their prized possessions could end up being a hyper-realistic cake. Nobody is sure what is real and what is cake anymore, so they've taken to trying to cut anything they own, hoping to weed out the cake from the non-cake. Many have ended up accidentally destroying many of the things they own in the process of doing this. But those who still have their stuff have taken to putting stickers on them to ensure they know they're real. That was until an edible sticker was found to be on the back of a hyper-realistic cake emulating a mobile phone. Now, people’s only option is to place all their valued possessions into safes, covered in locks with an 87-number code that not even they know. The governor of New York has commented on the situation claiming that he's doing all he can to try and solve the hyper-realistic cake mystery, but he can only do so much to calm the fear and paranoia that has overcome New York.
Day 93 The situation has dramatically escalated even further somehow, as the hyper-realistic cake plague has now begun heavily affecting the nearby states of Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut and even some parts of Canada. Reports are coming in from all over the USA and even some of Mexico and South America of people’s items suddenly being replaced with ominous (albeit, tasty) hyper-realistic cakes. The president is doing nothing to quell the fear of US citizens, claiming the whole situation is ridiculous and that everyone is a fool for buying into it. People are starting to riot in the streets believing the president is not doing enough to try and prevent the appearance of hyper-realistic cakes. Many other countries are beginning to consider closing off all travel to the USA out of fear, and some like Germany even going through with it. The safes people were using to hold their valuable items are no longer safe. Many have been discovered to have been replaced with hyper-realistic cakes, leading to even greater fear and paranoia among citizens. And the worst thing of all. The police officer who was in charge of the case in [REDACTED] New York was discovered by his wife the previous night to have been replaced with an identical hyperrealistic cake. There is no evidence of where he may have gone, and there is no evidence pointing to who might've taken him. He has seemingly disappeared without a trace.
Day 149 As fear was reaching its limits, a spark of hope managed to emerge. Tension has been rising as countries all over the world have been receiving reports of people disappearing, and being replaced with hyper-realistic cakes. Even including those that shut off travel to the USA. The president has continued to display pure apathy to the situation, claiming the whole thing to be a farce, until he discovered one morning his wife had been turned into a hyper-realistic cake. Outraged at this, he demanded the perpetrator be immediately found and caught. He banned the selling of any ingredients that could be used to make a hyper-realistic cake, including flour, sugar, eggs, butter, baking powder, chocolate, honey, macaroni and cheese (he does not know how to make a cake, and decided it was better safe than sorry). But even then, hyper-realistic cakes continued to appear. Now even houses and everything in them were getting replaced with giant hyper-realistic cakes, twice the size of an average human being. The president was getting desperate now and was willing to do anything to catch the man responsible for this. So he had cameras set up on every street in every city in every state across the entire USA. And he had every cop working 24/7 on the sight of each camera making sure nothing was replaced with a hyper-realistic cake, and if they were to see hyper-realistic cake-related activities, they were to press a button, sounding the alarm. Yesterday, after weeks and weeks of nothing. An extremely tired officer managed to catch a woman attempting to replace a baby with a hyper-realistic cake. The woman, upon being caught, would quickly admit she was behind the hyper-realistic cake shenanigans. She was immediately brought to Washington DC where the president would proceed to scream and cry at her for hours before demanding she be placed in a holding cell so she could be questioned the following day. This was quickly announced by White House officials and the world began celebrating, praising the president as a hero who was able to end the hyper-realistic cake plague. The joyful people of the world are currently awaiting a word from the US president on who this mysterious woman is, what her motives are and where she’s keeping all these missing people.
Day 180 To the horror of everyone around the globe, the following morning, all hope was lost and all dreams were dashed. The woman taken captive last night was found to have been replaced with a hyper-realistic cake, just as everyone was. The president demanded a search for any evidence indicating how she could've escaped, but they were unable to find anything. Even the cameras meant to keep track of the woman had mysteriously failed to capture anything the previous night. This was the breaking point for the president, and as a result of this, he'd soon become wrapped up in an extremely insane conspiracy. He'd soon begin to believe the cake was a being that was more powerful than any of them, and that it needed to be eradicated at all costs. The presidents would proceed to declare Marshall law and cut off all transport to other countries. People, seeing exactly what was going to happen, attempted to escape the country by piloting the planes and boats themselves. Only to discover the planes and boats were all hyper-realistic cakes, that were unable to fly and would easily sink in water. The president would also declare that all cake is to be thoroughly burned, and anyone believed to be a cake is to be executed on sight, preferably by being cut with a blade. The president would have all secret service agents executed, claiming that they were conspiring with the cake and aided the woman in escaping custody. But even if this wasn't enough for the president, soon he’d begin believing that other countries were made of cake too and declared that any countries believed to be “cake countries” would be bombed off the map. Starting with Mexico, he sent wave after wave of bombs to the country until he was sure anyone inside was dead. He'd soon turn his attention to Germany, believing that it was also a “cake country” due to them previously closing off transportation from the USA there. Soon, Germany was no more, and the president would celebrate that he had destroyed another “cake country”. It seemed like to the president, that every country except the USA was a cake country, and no amount of bombing he did would change that. Everyone knew the sheer amount of bombs he was using was going to destroy the planet, but he didn't care. But just as quickly as this began, it ended. Yesterday, a large angry mob stormed the White House. The president would attempt to bomb the mob, only to discover the bomb launchpad had been replaced with cake. The mob quickly overpowered anyone left supporting the president with sheer numbers, and they swiftly beat the president to death in a manner too disturbing to even attempt to describe. Blood was everywhere, but they didn't care anymore, the dictator was dead.
Day 294 Shortly after the president's death, the USA descended into chaos. People were still being replaced with cake, and nobody had any way to contact people outside the USA, as every single phone was seemingly now a hyper-realistic cake. Many don't even believe there's anyone left out there, and that they were all killed by the president. People quickly began to believe the president was right, and that all the other countries were now just cake. But they took it one step further, they now began to ponder if the entire globe itself was just one giant cake. People began getting so scared of others being cake, that they would attempt to cut anyone they meet just to see if they were cake. There is no food left now besides hyper-realistic cakes, and many are so scared of them that they refuse to even go near them, let alone attempt to eat them. Many are dying from starvation, and those willing to eat the cakes are usually branded as “cake people” and killed on sight. There's still no sign of the people who went missing and were replaced with hyper-realistic cakes. Many believe they just vanished from reality itself or that they were taken by the cake. Some people have begun to worship the cake as a god and make sacrifices to it believing it'll bring their loved ones back. Reality is crumbling, society has fallen apart and it won’t be long until humanity is gone.
Day 334 Not even a year following the first-ever incident, the last human being on earth has died today. Alone, cold and afraid. There is nothing left. No trees, no grass, no water, no animals, no humans, nothing. The only thing that remains now is the hyper-realistic cakes. And that, is the story, of how I destroyed humanity with FUCKING CAKES! I guess in the end you could say… it was real.

Me an my wife have a fairly small condo (1300sqft) 2 Bed 1 bath. My Mother retired last year and moved back to my home state cause she couldnt afford to retire where I live. (this is also the 2nd time moving back to this state). A month after retiring and moving she wants to come visit and stay the winter for like 3 months. I run it by my wife who was not a fan of that long and frankly I wasnt either. My mother is a lot to handle. Loud, always in and out, cant handle silence always has to be talking, I told her we cannot house you for that long. We can do 2 weeks max. My wife works midnights and I WFH in a basement office so she can sleep. At this time our eldery dog was having some health issues as well. (my mother planned on bringing her dog which would make 3 in the house). I explained this to her which she said fine ,which wasnt fine apparently. So she ends up staying with her friend and leaves back home after 2 weeks.
Fast forward 3 months later she wants to come visit. Our eldery dog was diagnosed with cancer. He needs to be let out every 2 hours night and day. I explain to her that now is definitely not a good time to come out and visit. She hates where she lives and has been complaining nonstop (not sure why she moved to a place that she knew she hated) It got to a point where it was affecting my mental and draining me. She decides randomly to come out anyway and stay with her friend again. My dog passes away on her drive out here. My wife and I are extremely upset and not handling it very well. My mother gives me a little space when that happens until she gets into a fight about 3 days later with her friend and wants to stay with us. I tell her no not possible. So she gets mad at me and hits me with the "I dont know why I am being treated like this" basically dropping a guilt trip on me. Eventually she ends up heading home again.
2 months later my birthday rolls around. My father calls me 3 weeks before asking if its ok if he comes out for my birthday and if he needs to get a hotel and all that. I run it by wife and she says its fine if he wants to stay with us, Hes super chill and quiet. Complete opposite of my mother. Well my mother finds out and hits me with another guilt trip, grilling me about why she wasnt able to stay with us. I understand it is a double standard and I did not handle it very well but I was trying my best. I feel like I was in the wrong here.

Title says it all. I’m getting a year older and just want to go to a decent restaurant this weekend that’s kid friendly and have dinner with my wife, toddler and infant (and possibly my parents) here in Tacoma.
Don’t want or need anything too fancy. Just a place to enjoy some good food and the company of loved ones. Oh! And no food restrictions here. Tastes run the range, and I will eat almost anything. Thanks in advance!

Hey, made a new account just for that, I am sorry.
I do not really know how this started, but it gets worse every day. Every time she sees me, she is trying to make me feel worse. She is insulting me, she tells how much better she looks. It just keeps on going like that. She really used to be my best friend and I do not know what has happen.
I can not really leave her because I still like her so much, I do not even know why.
It probably won't change anything at all but I want you to do something for me. I will post a picture of us two and you should objectively tell me who is better looking. I will not be mad or anything, I just want to see if she might be true with what she is saying. Thank you for anyone who is helping me with that. Picture is on my profile.
Soo, yeah well. If you want to DM me, just do it. <3

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

I just finished the anime in about 2 days after it being suggested it to me by a friend and I absolutely loved it.
Everything from the writing when it comes to character development or the plot twists, the animation, relationships between characters, music, the good vibes that the slower scenes pull off when the characters are eating and drinking, how funny Denji can be with some of his motives, and Makima… don’t get me started on Makima.
looking forward to the movie and more episodes in the future, and am already planning to rewatch but has anyone found anything similar to Chainsaw Man? Maybe by the same creator?
I’ve been in an anime lull lately so haven’t seen a lot of the series that have came out recently, but safe to say CM got me back into it. I know there is a lot more out there to get the same result, but I want a way to continue the feeling this show gave me.
Thank y’all in advance!