Counting days and months in a relationship

I’m really struggling right now. DDay was 10 1/2 months ago. We have been living together the whole time. WS just ended PA with AP 2 months ago, but there’s still an emotional connection. WS has been saying for a while now, he has two opposite feelings at the same time, which oddly I do understand, hence my struggle.
On one side, he wants to try R. On the other he doesn’t. He loves both me and AP. he has been trying to disconnect with AP. They still talk, text, see each other. One days he wants to work it out, 2 days later he wants to move out. It’s a constant cycle. Not so much a cake eater, but unable to make a decision.
I have decided that I can no longer live this way. I made the decision to leave. I have a new place waiting to be able to move into.
I want to leave because I don’t want to live in limbo. But I don’t want to leave either. We have never gotten along so well in our 20 years together as we have since a month after DDay. We can laugh together, the intimacy is insane, we can be vulnerable, all things we weren’t able to do for a cery long time. We were pretty toxic and communication was horrendous. We love each other, but there’s another person involved. We never fully disconnected from one another.
I am well aware of the reality. 1. He cannot/is unable to go NC with AP 2. There is no shot at “us” with any type of relationship with AP. WH has an established career that he cannot leave or transfer. They work together and AP will follow where he goes. 3. I still love him. 4. I know I have to do what’s best for me and my mental health. 5. I know it’s going to hurt either choice I make. I decided to leave thinking at least then the pain could dissipate, whereas if I stay it never will due to AP still in his life. 6. I know I have to do what’s in the best interest of the kids.
I’m excited to start a new chapter, but I am so incredibly sad at the same time. I’m really proud of myself for all the work that i’ve done. I am self aware now. I can control my emotions as opposed to bottling them up and then exploding. I’ve gained self esteem (didn’t have before A). It’s like I failed as a wife (the things leading up to A) or I am failing myself. This is all what I mean where I understand the opposing feelings WH has. The concept of it at least.
I know there’s a chance he’ll “wake up” once the home is empty. I also know there’s a chance AP will slide in. She’s really quite manipulative and a snake… that’s a whole other story.
I’m just having a really hard time with all of this.

Quick stats: 5'3, 53kg (116lbs), mesomorph body (gain both fat and muscle easily) . I want to lose weight in my face. When I gain fat the first place it goes to is my face. Going from 120 to 115lbs, there was a visible difference in the swelling/weight of my face. I want to decrease it down to 110lbs (50kg) because I think it will make my face look more defined. I want to gain muscle in my lats, glutes, and quads. Right now I'm lifting 5x a week, 3 lower body days and 2 upper body. I eventually want to lift heavier, but right now I'm just focusing on developing full mind muscle connection. So I'm focused on high rep ranges (8-12 reps) on lower weights (20-35kgs) and going until failure.

• I've been seriously working out for almost 2 months now. Before that I was working out but not taking it as seriously.

I'm eating around 100g of protein everyday, all from whole foods. I'm also taking 5g of creatine on workout days. I heard that you have to eat a lot of carbs in addition to protein in order to build muscle. But I don't want to gain weight on my face. Should I lower my caloric intake to 1400 or keep it between 1500-1600?

To the best land lady ever,,
I'm sorry I never came out to workout with you and others. Making lotions with you wil be a wonderful memory. Discussing business, driving around looking at homes, and one of the best burgers ever was our last day. My life was falling apart. I wanted for years to write or just come knock on your door. The long conversations on both the front and back porch were my favorite. I felt that you had so much more to say. You'd always love all my different creations when you convinced me to go vegetarian for a month. To the land lady that gave me a place of calm, silence, and peace, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you in your time of need when you had a love one die. I'm sorry that time was not on our side. Maybe through a little luck you'll find me again. Maybe you'll find this and I'll get an email. Maybe this will just go off into the void. Maybe I'll show up after getting to know one another again. And before you know it that kiss you wanted with me will happen.
To my land lady Your tallest most stoic tenet JHW

I have friends who have rosters of people they hit up just to sleep with, which I can't fathom - from the moment I'm attached to one person I'm basically obsessed with them alone. I understand the desire to sleep with a stranger at a club or party but even the couple of times I've done that it wasn't just carnal sex, even with the only true casual one-night stand I've ever had I didn't go home until the next evening.
I am kind of crazy and I have very intense sex - I don't mean physically but emotionally, I've barely ever had sex where I didn't feel like I was in love with the guy (at least in the moment) even if I barely knew him, it's also always very fun and gentle and we always laugh a lot and have conversations during it and generally spend hours and hours afterwards talking about very personal stuff, or at least literature and music and stuff. I guess I am somewhat discerning with who I have sex with, physical beauty is rarely very important to me and I am always attracted to people predominantly because of their personality, which tends to be sort of cocky flirtatious witty guys, so we already have a rapport which is heightened by the intimacy of sex... I would never sleep with someone just because they were hot. Sometimes this is within the context of early relationships or leads to a relationship but other times I'm not under any delusion that we are in love, I just think the emotional intimacy of sex is special and allows you to bypass months of getting to know each other emotionally, and I don't see the point in reducing it to something purely physical.
I ask because after years of enjoying this I eventually had what is probably closer to standard casual sex and it left me feeling pretty horrible. I slept with a guy who I actually DIDN'T have any kind of rapport or chemistry with come to think of it, he was just insanely beautiful and we had the same tastes in everything, and he was nice and everything and good in bed I guess but it just felt so detached and, well, pointless - if you are just going to have sex and go then why not just masturbate? But this kind of seems to be what most people do/aspire to do, like having fuckbuddies you're not friends with etc... I really don't understand, but again I am crazy and romantic, and I am very intense in everything I do, so maybe a lot of people aren't interested in forming these soul connections lol
If you have casual sex, which is more familiar to you? Or if you like just having come-and-go sex... why? Please tell me that my experience is more common than I think it is, because it makes me sad to think that everyone is having such life-denying sex... I was never trad-pilled until I realised that when people talk about sleeping around they do not mean what I do

My baby is 3.5 months old and I’ve planned on staying out of work until he’s 6ish months. I’m home alone with him for 4 days out of the week and I’m starting to go crazy. I just want to leave my house but it’s like a 30 minute drive to get anywhere. When I leave the house with my husband and I sit in the back with him he screams like halfway through the ride so I can’t imagine him back there by himself. I neeeeed to get out of the house but I don’t know how to at this point 😭

I (F29) have been in a relationship with my husband (M30) for four years, married for one. I never pictured myself living anywhere else besides my home state, but about two years ago my husband’s job relocated us to a state where we knew no one. As of recently, he has been constantly harping on me for texting my family throughout the day. Keep in mind, it’s legitimately a few texts here and there throughout the day. My brother and I text about work, or send some funny memes. My mom sends a few messages (asking how I am) and a couple memes. My husband is the opposite with his family, he texts them maybe once or twice a week. It’s exhausting, I can’t even go on my phone without my husband making a comment like “oh is it your brother or mom again? What are you talking about now?” Meanwhile, he’s texting his buddies throughout the day..how is this any different? And we constantly get in arguments over this..it’s exhausting, and I just don’t know where to go from here.
TLDR: My husband has a problem when I text my family too much.

Quick stats: 5'3, 53kg (116lbs), mesomorph body (gain both fat and muscle easily) .
I want to lose weight in my face. When I gain fat the first place it goes to is my face. Going from 120 to 115lbs, there was a visible difference in the swelling/weight of my face. I want to decrease it down to 110lbs (50kg) because I think it will make my face look more defined.
I want to gain muscle in my lats, glutes, and quads. Right now I'm lifting 5x a week, 3 lower body days and 2 upper body. I eventually want to lift heavier, but right now I'm just focusing on developing full mind muscle connection. So I'm focused on high rep ranges (8-12 reps) on lower weights (20-35kgs) and going until failure.

• I've been seriously working out for almost 2 months now. Before that I was working out but not taking it as seriously.

I'm eating around 100g of protein everyday, all from whole foods. I'm also taking 5g of creatine on workout days.
I heard that you have to eat a lot of carbs in addition to protein in order to build muscle. But I don't want to gain weight on my face. Should I lower my caloric intake to 1400 or keep it between 1500-1600?

In my group at church (around late teens to mid 20’s)…there’s already people getting married. Not like one or 2, but like half the congregation is already engaged/ married. The rest, except me, is or has already been in a relationship (with like 65% of the non engaged or married already in a relationship). Im happy for them, but like wow. In the biblical days, people were getting married in mid teens, so battling sexual immorality was like nothing compared to today, which is probably why so many Christians get married early.
I tried going to this group to find people I relate with. But with nearly everyone in a relationship, I feel left out. Not only that, I honestly feel like I have to approach people for the majority of the time instead of them approaching me. I feel like everyone in relationships forms their own group because they can relate to each other.
I am the only one there who never held hands, kissed, or even went on a date with a woman, which makes me feel so left behind when there’s people 3 years older than me already married or people 2-3 years younger than me in a very deep committed relationship. Everyone at my age is already experienced, and don’t want to hold someone’s hand and walk them through
I know it says in the Bible that it is best to find a godly lover so one doesn’t burn in passion, but cmon. I’m too mentally ill for love for many reasons (PTSD, anxiety, depression, mommy issues, substance abuse, commitment issues, emotional detachment, trust issues, etc.) , and I’m very lonely with a high sex drive. It sucks seeing people married who get to enjoy sex and love sin free.
I’ve heard it a million times, get therapy and pray and pray and it’ll be all okay. By the time I’m healed, I’ll probably be in my late 30’s early 40’s and like everyone will be taken. Oh well, I guess singleness and sexual frustration is all a part of the cross I have to carry. I hope having a fling with my hand isn’t a sin

Hi, I’m a third-year PhD student in social sciences and have frequently presented at conferences. I’ve noticed a recurring issue where some presenters fail to show up on the scheduled day. (It was my panel though)
This summer, I was set to present at a pretty competitive conference that I was particularly excited about. Unfortunately, just before the event, half of the panelists withdrew their registrations. This forced a last-minute reassignment of my work to another, less fitting panel, which was quite disappointing.
Their reason for not attending was that they couldn’t make it in person. This makes me wonder: shouldn’t they have verified their schedules when they accepted the invitation six months ago, and if not able to attend, allowed someone else the opportunity? It seems quite unprofessional to me. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Hello ! <3 I'm a very affectionate and caring person and I'd love to share myself with you. I'm my genuine self while getting to know each other so you can always be expect me to be authentic with you.
I'm 22, in my third year of college. I like knitting, listening to music (all kinds), having a cosy bubble bath and hanging with my cat.
I don't mind if you're older than me at all. I do this to have fun and meet somebody while it helps me out!
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Offering a weekly or monthly amount 😘😊
I'm an 18+ adult looking for a sfw relationship with other 18+ adults

Hi there, had a mishap with a musical instrument last month. I bought it from overseas then heard nothing about the item for a week and a half. I called customer service and they said the vehicle the item was in was lost. So I asked for a refund there and then. Two days later the item turned up then two days after that I received the refund. I have had no follow up from the company or a call. How should I deal with this? I’m happy to pay for it whenever they contact me. Can I get into trouble for this?

So disclaimer this is everything my roommate did when she lived with me from my perspective. Also this is a really long story because a lot happened, and I do tend to get sidetracked.
Before we became roommates, I had a situationship with this guy. Let’s call him John. John and I met in our first semester of college and hit it off right off the bat. John was a mutual friend of me and my psychotic roommate, which is how we were introduced. Let’s call her Shortstack. So Shortstack knew I had a thing for John, and was encouraging us to start a relationship which I thought was nice. Eventually, though, when there was a lull in our relationship she admitted to liking John, and I backed off because it was looking like a relationship between me and John wasn’t gonna happen. I did my best to subtly wingman and they ended up dating.
Right before they made it official, I had met someone new. We’ll call him Tim (I’m trying to use generic/default guy names to keep some anonymity). Tim and I hit it off right off the bat. He’s honestly the most genuine, talented, thoughtful, and interesting guy I’ve ever met. Anyway, right before John and Shortstack started dating, I got a text from Shortstack saying she had the hots for Tim and asked if I he was free game. I was a bit bothered by that, but she respected my answer when I politely told her that Tim and I had something good and I didn’t want anyone interfering. At least, I THOUGHT she respected my answer.
Almost a year later and I had asked Shortstack if she wanted to be my roommate so we could both live near school while not having to live on campus. Worst decision ever.
She moved in before I did, and when it was my turn to move in the place was an absolute disaster. Dirty clothes and empty Dominos boxes covered the floor. She had also set up her decorations all over the entire apartment (not really leaving any room for me, which was made worse by the fact that we shared a room, and the apartment was very tiny so we were basically living on top of each other). I brushed it off, but it never really got any better. Normally I wouldn’t be too upset, I’m not a huge neat freak or anything, but it peeved me that she would always point out any mess that I had made.
Here’s a list of some of her really gross habits: dirty underwear everywhere kept old dominos boxes everywhere would buy salads and let them expire and they would sit there until I took them out Refused to do any chores or contribute in any way our shower didn’t fully drain so hair was often left in the tub, but she never cleaned up after herself (meaning I was scrubbing her pubes out of the tub) Used tissues would be left on the ground Not flushing I never once saw her do laundry in the 6 months we lived together
I’m sure there’s more but these are just the ones that I remember. To be fair, here were my gross she took issue with: Leaving dishes in the sink for a long-ass time Letting my laundry basket overflow Walking around in a towel after I took a shower, even when her tinder dates were over (mostly cuz I didn’t give a shit and everything was covered, but I also understand that her glares when I would do that were a little deserved).
That was the easiest part of living with her that I had to deal with. It got so so so much worse, and slowly she started to reveal her true colours.
She had a job at a jewelry store, got fired. Moved to a job at a grocery store across the street, got fired. Bummed around for a few weeks, mostly just sitting on the couch doing arts and crafts. Tried a Zumba class, quit after 2 sessions. Finally she got hired at a movie theatre, but she would only work Friday and weekends. All the while a lot of new things were appearing in our apartment. New makeup, a makeup chair, a tiny plastic Dreamhouse, posters and picture frames, lights, you name it. She was also buying premade meals and continued to order Dominos and DoorDash, never making her own food.
That’s around the time I found a buried letter from our landlord saying she was 2 months behind on rent. (Also an honorable mention about her RGB lights, she would keep them on while I was trying to sleep, even when I had work in the morning which was most days and she’d throw a little hissy fit whenever I asked her to turn them off because it was midnight and I had to get up in a couple hours).
She would constantly be having guys over, but would never tell me, so I’d always come home to a stranger on our couch and I’d uncomfortably lock myself in our room. Walls were thin so I had to listen to her awful flirting and occasionally kissing noises. She had made a goal for herself to kiss at least 30 guys so she could write a book about it, one chapter for each guy. It’s funny because the book is coming out soon, I’m not gonna share the name because I don’t wanna promote an incel’s diary but if you happen to be one of the guys she wrote about, just know that she has said several times her type is “Generic kinda ugly white guys.” I don’t think that’s her type, I think she just says that because all of the super attractive guys she went after all shot her down so quick.
While she’s collecting “ugly-ish white guys” (her words), she has promised herself to some dude in the military overseas who has a ring with their initials carved into it (his name is Matt. I’m not censoring that because I genuinely hope he sees this even though chances are insanely slim. She’s Jodie-ing you my guy, and she wants to elope and marry you to piss her parents off and for financial benefits because she can’t keep a job).
ONTOP of all this, Tim (who at this point I had been with for over a year) would come over and visit sometimes. She was always miserable, but perked up and suddenly became so sweet and friendly whenever he was there. Tim kept trying to drop some social cues that he did not want to talk to her, but she ignored it. I also want to mention that Tim is incredibly attractive, physically and personality wise, which is the main reason I think that “ugly” isn’t actually her type, it’s just all she can get.
Oh quick mention one of her tinder guys was 17. She was close to 20 at the time. She said their age gap made her uncomfortable but she invited him over because she wanted to, and I quote, “lick his abs.” Take that as you will.
My breaking point with her was when I woke up one day with a random man in the room sleeping next to her. She let a random man from tinder have full unsupervised access to 2 unconscious girls and all of their valuable items. There’s more stuff she did but this is already super long so I’m going to leave it on this note. Let me know if you guys wanna hear the rest.

I've been really close friends with a girl for about 2 years at this point. She was a junior in my school and we got to know each other later on. We live in different cities, so mostly communicate over the internet. We had a good rapport a while ago, sharing about each other and bantering here and there but for about past 4 months, she seems to be pulling away. She doesn't seem to be that interested in sharing anything, nor is she that interested in anything about me. 2 months ago, I tried asking directly( not aggressively, just "is everything alright? did I do anything to offend you?"), but she responded with "I'm just exhausted from the stress of other things", which I felt like was a cope out "it's not you, it's me" response, especially since during this time she got into a relationship. I'm posting about this instance because this isn't the first time for me, I've had a lot of people who I felt were close end up suddenly start pulling away and eventually cut off. So my question is, is there a better response in situations like these than reducing contact yourselves? Has anyone here gone through something like this a lot and if so, anything you learned that I can do to prevent this from happening again?

Hi, i’m going to be sharing my story with bullying, how it affected me and how i’ve grown since then. I would like to remain anonymous for personal reasons.
For some reason i’ve always been a target for bullying, i’m not really sure why but i just was. I was bullied my entire school life from elementary all the way up to high school, hs was when the bullying affected me more. I’ve always tried my best to be a kind and helpful person towards people and i think that’s what people used against me and they hated me for it. I was always a quiet kid even today i’ve always been quiet, i’ve never been popular or had a big group of friends, i was a good kid that stayed out of trouble and did my best to achieve good grades. Since i was not like other kids people picked on me and made me feel like i was odd and different, of course it hurt me but when i was a kid i sorta brushed it off. Moving into high school like i said the bullying got worse, from freshman to senior year i was bullied by the same group of people but mainly this one girl. They would take pictures of me and post them online making fun of me, they would call me names and make me feel worthless.
In my Junior year the bullying happened every day, every day i would dread going to school because i wanted it all to stop, there would be constant rumors about me but i could never defend myself because i never really had that many friends so i was alone it felt like. My mental health would deteriorate day by day because of these people and i got to the point where i wanted to end my life. I was never overweight for my age i’ve always been a healthy weight but that just wasn’t good enough for these people, they would post pictures of me calling me fat and ugly and that i’m a whore which I’m not sure why i’ve never even had a boyfriend or really been around many boys. When I saw those posts that was the end of it for me i thought, on September 19 exactly 3 months before my birthday i attempted suicide, of course it was a fail but that’s when my mother took action.
My mom is a good woman and she’s always protected me, when she heard about me being bullied she took me out of school and i was put in an online program so i didn’t have to see those people again. Doing online school really improved my mental health and well being, once i went online i stopped taking depression, anxiety and adhd medication because i felt like i didn’t need it anymore, i was doing good. I did online school for the rest of my junior year and all of my senior year, during a part of my online school in junior year some of those people attempted to cyber bully me and they tried and tried for months and guess what.. i deleted my accounts on social media and never looked back.
Ever since then i’ve focused on myself, i’ve been eating healthier and exercising. Having no social media also really helped me because those people couldn’t see me in person or contact me online anymore so i knew those people couldn’t hurt me again. As much as i HATED being bullied i’m glad it happened because it shaped me into the person i am today. I’ve gotten stronger and being bullied really opened me up to the fact that not everyone is your friend and not everyone is going to like you.
Bullying someone is the most miserable thing you can do to someone, you hate your own life so you feel the need to ruin someone else’s to feel better about your self, you see how pathetic that sounds.
I promise you being bullied is just something that happens in life but NEVER let it control you and your emotions, you’re so much stronger and better than those people so forget them they’re sad losers.
Sorry this was long i just wanted to put my story out there so people know they’re not alone.
If you’re being bullied tell a trusted adult, block those people from your life and never give in to them.

I had a boss who was hired around the same time I was and was paid three times as much as I was, yet he couldn't even type on a computer or figure out spellcheck. He gave me a negative performance review because I let him publish a document that had a spelling error in it that he didn't catch. How dare me.
When our finances started failing, I was the one axed instead of him because he was 64 and I was 28, even though he had 0 leadership skills and I was essentially begging him to communicate and be open-minded to new ideas. He was terrible at giving instructions, provided me no training because he didn't even know how to do my job, and he viewed questions as signs of me not being qualified rather than being qualified enough to pursue answers and not act solely on my assumptions, as he does.
He was fired from his previous job for running that place into the ground. I giggled when I heard that the institution plummeted even deeper without me and that they had to hire 2 people to replace my role. I had a lot of ideas to avoid that, but he didn't like my ideas and pushed the blame on me for causing failure (ultimately just following his orders). It's almost as if I had a modern master's degree and he was less qualified than me on every gauge except length of work history.
It didn't surprise me when one day his wife dropped by to say hello, and he just asked, "What do you want?" She should have divorced him a long time ago because (1) he's insufferable as a person and has no emotional regulation skills, and (2) he takes no accountability, including with raising his children.
Her first sign to leave should have been that 2 days after she gave birth to their first child, he went on a solo vacation that she didn't even want him to go on, but he didn't see the issue and still doesn't. I'm amazed there was even a second child. She does everything around the house and he'll just watch TV and go golfing with his friends. (His wife worked in a different department and called or stopped by for various reasons during my time there. We talked a lot.)
Oh, to have the unquestioned and injustly tolerated authority of a salaried white Boomer man who was bumped up the corporate ladder when it was expected rather than earned...and whose angry threats were yielded to rather than seen as red flags that he didn't know how to collaborate and was unwilling to recognize that someone may have a single insight he doesn't.
He acted like he was doing everybody a favor by working there rather than retiring. As if going on 2-week vacations during our busiest scrambles of the fiscal year (he took 6 vacations in 10 months and would more than not show up to work at least an hour late and leave hours early to go golfing) was helpful at all.
My biggest regret in life is not being 15 years older. Might have had a shot in that work economy to have a better paying job and more influence than a discarded peanut shell.

i have been in a long distance relationship with my boyfriend for almost 10 months now and i told him i can’t do it anymore. i hate not being able to be with him every day or at least every weekend. we’re both working full time jobs and it’s not easy to get time off to see each other. i currently live on my own and he lives w his parents. i have told him for months that if we ever decide to move in together 1. i will never move there (it is too expensive and not practical) and 2. if i did he needed to get us our own place because i am not moving into his parents house w him. the more i thought about it the more i decided i didn’t want to move there i love where im at and i don’t want to leave my family. he on the other hand doesn’t have a great relationship w his family and constantly tells me that he wants to leave and be away from his family so i started thinking that it would just be better if he came here then. after thinking and being afraid that we won’t survive if i move there i kind of gave him an ultimatum and i told him that if he doesn’t move here w me that we should break up. AITAH?

This just happened today and I'm still fuming. I had a sales rep come to my home to give me a quote on refacing my kitchen cabinets. I told him from the beginning (and several more times during the visit) that I was not planning on having the work done until next spring. The kiosk rep had told me that I could get a free estimate and lock in a price for twelve months. The visit itself went fine, he showed me the materials and took measurements. He gave me the estimates for a 12 month locked price, but explained I would save money by buying in 30 days (not much, mind you) and that everyone gets that. I told him again that I was not interested in doing the reno that soon, I was only interested in the 12 month locked estimate. He said he thought I meant this spring. He then asked if I would pay for the gas it cost for him to come out here. I laughed in his face and said "Why would you ask that?" And then he muttered that his wife and him won't eat dinner tonight because he didn't make a sale. I told him that I needed to pick up my daughter from school and that he needed to leave. He quietly packed up his sample and left, but not before pointing out that I probably had to pay a lot for the new flooring.
I kept my cool until he left but I was completely floored by this guilt trip. It's not like one of those overly friendly salesman who become jerks when you turn them down; he was even-keeled the whole time but then made those stupid remarks. He only travelled 30 min to get to my house, and it's not my fault if you can't feed your family. And I never said no, I just wanted to get my 12 month estimate.
The AIO part is that I called his company to complain about the encounter and they were also floored that it had happened. They told me that the sales rep was immediately suspended from sales calls, pending an investigation. He's an older gentleman, and I know he hasn't been with this company long, so he's likely in hot water now. The company offered to send me a gift in the mail but I turned it down, saying that would be inappropriate. So, did I overreact in potentially jeopardizing this man's employment? Honestly, he reminded me of Gil from The Simpson's.

I am doing my rotation at Brooklyn USCE, and it's the worst experience, to be honest. I'm still wondering why I am wasting $1800 on it. The tasks mostly involve asking patients how they are doing, but on the very first day, they are instructing us not to touch the patients, just to ask questions and take notes. It feels like a waste of time. I've done many rotations before and learned valuable skills, but this one feels pointless. If you want to learn how to type, it's better to practice at home rather than paying $1800 for it.
Another part of the rotation involves sitting at the front desk and answering calls, like in a call center. They are trying to convince us that it will improve our communication skills, but we could easily do that by talking to people around us. We're here for clinical experience, not an English speaking class. It feels like we are doing receptionist work for free, when in fact, we are paying for it.
Additionally, the person in charge of the clinic is Indian, from a state I'd rather not disclose. It seems like he only cares about individuals from his state. He doesn't even seem aware that I am doing a rotation. You can even go check instagram page and stalk the profile of the students performing presentations or in any reel, you will find all from his state or else instagram influencers who all can help him to expand his “business”.
Moreover, during my rotation, there are 25 students crammed into a small clinic. Unlike other hospitals with a limit of around 10 or 15 students, they seem to accept as many applications as they receive. Rotating with 25 students, including those from the in-charge's state, makes it impossible to make a favorable impression. It feels more like a business than a genuine clinical rotation.
One of my friends was here last month, and he told me that for the whole week, they were given a big list of patients to call and ask if they wanted to schedule appointments. Am I paying for this shit? I still don't understand if this is a clinic or a business.
The most concerning aspect is that he hires some students from his state for free, hoping to help them match. They are referred to as seniors and are tasked with all the work, including writing your LOR. Just imagine, the person applying for a match alongside you is writing your LOR.
I can't do this anymore.
Please don't fall for this trap.
I am still wondering how to ask them for the refund and go home.

My son is 14 weeks old, EBF, and I’ve been dairy and soy free for a little over a month. Main symptoms were extreme fussiness and painful gas with some mucous-y stool. We initially saw a good response for a few days a week after stopping but then things got bad again. I stuck with it and he drastically improved but he’s also become MUCH more mobile in the last few weeks (they change so fast!). I’m not sure if he’s just growing out of a colicky phase or if it’s the diet.
I decided to add soy back in so I started with soybean oil on Sunday. He gets a bath on Mondays and he’s always much fussier and seems uncomfortable after baths (weird). About 26 hours after I ate the soybean oil he was really fussy for the rest of the day but it was also a bath day so I wasn’t sure. His poop that night had a lot of mucus. I told myself that if he was bad again today it must be the soybean oil. Today hes had a great day with very minimal fussiness. He had a mucous-y poop this morning but a normal one in the afternoon. I don’t feel as confident as I did yesterday about the situation 😂
Any help is much appreciated, this sub has been so great!

Background: I have been on bupropion in the past and just recently got back on almost 2 months ago. I was on 150 milligrams for a little over a month before we (doctor) decided to increase to 300mg.
At 150, any hunger went away within literal minutes and I just drank water and had a cup of coffee sometimes. I still ate some but I didn't feel I needed to.
Since I increased to 300mg about 2 and half weeks ago, I feel the hunger and pains within a couple hours after being awake. One day it was so bad, I felt nauseous before lunch and had to forage for food at work. Today in the office, I felt stomach cramping all day.
Has this happened with anyone who increased and if so, does the appetite suppression come back?
It is not the end of the world but it was a nice perk since I need to lose weight. Even before I started back up on bupropion, I could go all day and fast until dinner without feeling like my stomach was wringing itself out.

Hi,
I had my IUD inserted back in August 2023. I started bleeding continuously up until November, then my periods were like clockwork. The first day of my last period was April 9th….
I waited anxiously for my period to come this month and it didn’t. So, I took a pregnancy test which came out positive. I rushed to call my OBGYN but she was booked til June. I called another OBGYN which she immediately took me in and did an ultrasound (both vaginal and pelvic). Apparently my IUD moved, so she removed it. I am currently in the process of taking tests to determine if it is an ectopic pregnancy or not…