I’ll try not to make this a novella. I (mid40sM) am a widower. It’s been a couple years now and it still sucks but life goes on. I’ve had my fair share of hook ups since then, but anytime something gets close to serious I bail. I’m just not ready, not sure if I’ll ever be ready to do a relationship. My wife was my person. She was the one. And now she’s gone.
Enter Jenn (late 30sF) and her sister Emily (34). I’ve known them for 20 years now, I first met Emily when she was 14 and I was mid-20s. I never really interacted with her cause she was a teenage girl.
But as the years went on both sisters became really good friends with my wife, to the point where they both considered her their best friend. Her dying knocked both of them on their asses too and one night several months after she died, Emily and I slept together after some drinks. Just a one time thing, we were both adults and moved on.
It’s been more than a year and Jenn just found out. Jenn is… problematic. She’s clearly been in love with me for more than a decade to the point it was a wedge between my wife and her at one point. She loved our kids and she wanted some of her own - she even “jokingly” proposed me being a surrogate several times. That wasn’t happening, so she basically banged anyone from free dating sites til she got pregnant.
Having a kid did make her way more tolerable to be around but, and I feel sorry for saying this about a little kid, but her kids a dead eyed psychopath. And then she went and had another baby with another dude that’s not in the picture at all. This kid doesn’t make me afraid to leave him around sharp objects at least.
After my wife died Jenn basically called dibs to my wife’s very large friend group. That didn’t stop several from approaching me anyway cause it’s public knowledge that I’m just not interested.
Jenn has been persistent but not pushy these years. She pushes to hang out once a week, she follows me around like a puppy when we’re in public together and it’s just really obvious she thinks I’m as good as hers. But then she found out about emily and I, probably while Emily was buzzed and loses any filter.
Jenn flipped out and is calling me a groomer to friends, because I knew her sister when she was 14 and waited to take advantage of her. Everyone who’s been around long enough knows Jenn is full of shit but I have noticed some dirty looks recently at get togethers and at least two women I was on friendly terms with before won’t even look at me.
I don’t think I’m in the wrong but it does bug me that some people appear to think worse of me for sleeping with a woman in her 30s. AITAH?

Memory Transcript Subject: Carlos Jose Rodriguez, Mechanical Engineer, Florida Man
Date [Standardized Human Time]: December 29th, 2136
When Yalga passed out on the couch I sent a message to the family group chat making sure everyone knew of the situation.
I needed to get Yalga into the hospital, but I didn’t want to do it myself. Pyon also needed a sitter, so I was waiting for mom to come back so Salisek and I could focus on Yalga.
Me: Yalga burned herself on the heat pad. We’re taking her to the ER. Mom, could you come home to take care of Pyon.
Mom: WHAT DO YOU MEAN BURNED HERSELF?! We’re coming home!
Tarvik: On our way. We’ll help you take her.
I didn’t want to bother them, but I couldn’t complain. I needed help. While I waited for them to arrive I poured a cool glass of water for Yalga so she could hydrate herself when she gets up. I gently nudged her awake, which made her groan in discomfort as her eyes opened.
“Dad? What’s going on?” She asked weakly. Her voice was a little rough.
“I’m gonna take you to the doctor,” I answered bluntly. “I am aware, you don’t love doctors but these people can help you much better than me. I’ll be with you as much as I can, holding your hand. Can you be brave for me?”
My daughter nodded yes, so I got up and went upstairs to grab something we’re definitely gonna need. I also made sure Salisek got the news. She probably saw through the chat, but I needed to be sure.
I peeked into our room, or at least the room the girls were staying in together. “Honey?” I called the mother of my children. Salisek was cradling Pyon, trying to calm him down. Pyon was holding his teddy tight enough to cause some visible rips and tears. I need to ask mom to fix that later. “How is he?”
Pyon buried his face in Saliseks chest fur, and made some small whining sounds. “He’s scared. We heard Yalga scream and didn’t know what was going on. He soiled himself when he heard Yalga and has been crying for a while now. He only just stopped. He can sense I’m worried too.”
“You changed him right?”
“Yeah, although I didn’t think now was a good time for potty training. What are you getting?”
Salisek followed me to my mom’s room and watched me search around the closet. “Almost a decade ago, my dad was hit by a car. Something about the sensors being screwed up. He’s obviously fine now, but the car didn’t stop just in time so he broke a leg. Thank God that’s all he got. Anyway, he bought a wheelchair and kept it- Aha!”
I freed the simple contraption buried under a mountain of clothes dad considered put away and carried it downstairs.
“We’re gonna need this. It’s gonna be way easier to move Yalga.”
Salisek continued to cradle Pyon, rocking him back and forth, as she talked to me, “What do you need me to do?”
“Stay with Pyon.”
“No.”
“We’re not arguing about this. I need you to stay-”
“Pardon me, could you repeat that!? Have you forgotten that despite that fact we aren’t married yet we both signed as the legal guardians of both Pyon AND Yalga. Or did you want to call your barber for help?”
Hearing Salisek use her angry voice when talking about anything other than Exterminator and Federation bigotry felt like a punch in the gut.I tried to defuse the situation. That worked about as well as it did when dad tried it.
“Hun, that’s not what I mea-”
“MY-” Salisek paused when she remembered she was still carrying Pyon who was looking at her as if she yelled at him. “Oh, I’m so sorry pup just…” She shifted Pyon's position so he could bury his face into her fur to distract her. She softened her voice, but made it stern as steel. “My daughter is in an incredible amount of pain. She is scared, she is tired. I will be there. Pyon will come with, so he can see his sister being taken care of. I. Will. Be. There. For. My. Daughter. Am I clear?”
I help up my hands in defeat. “Okay. We’ll leave as soon as the family gets here.”
Saliseks voice and posture softened. “Okay. Again this time. What can I do?”
Seeing how serious she was, I realized doing this on my own was a stupid idea from the start. “Pack some snacks. I’m not getting overcharged for crappy hospital junk. And while you’re in the kitchen please grab more water for Yalga. I gotta make sure the bandaging is on well and she’s okay.”
“Okay.”
Salisek walked to the kitchen, still carrying Pyon. At times like these, I know I made the right decision marrying her.
“I love you sweetheart!” I called out.
“I love you too hun!” She called back.
I pulled the wheelchair out so Yalga could get in it. I could try and carry her, but unfortunately with her size and weight it would be better to transport her like this. Even if it’s a short distance.
“Daddy,” Yalga called.
“Yeah.”
“Are you and Mommy mad at each other?” She asked innocently. “Did I do something wrong? I heard Mom say my name.”
I knelt down to give my daughter an assuring kiss on her head. “No kiddo. We had a disagreement like all adults. It’s solved now. We still love each other.”
Despite her monotone voice, it couldn’t hide the tears building in her eyes. “Okay.”
I ignored it for the moment because she was probably gonna cry more in a moment. I opened the chair as much as it could go and gave the seat a nice solid pat.
“We’re gonna put you here, then we’re going to the Emergency Room.”
“Do I have to get up?”
“Yeah. You do. Grab my hand. We’ll go slow.”
Yalga held my hand and grasped it tight. I need to remember that she has a very strong grip. To keep her even I used my other hand to push her up from the other side so she didn’t have to do the work.
I’m so glad I go to the gym.
We slowly worked together to lift her up so she could sit straight.
“Ow, ow!”
“I know it hurts. Take your time.”
Once we got her up we had to get her into the chair. I thought about the best way to put her tail. Through the hole in the back? Would it just drag to the ground? Wait!
I went to the side of the couch where there was a thin blanket for me and Salisek when we slept here. If I can tie the blanket on the handles it can keep her tail up without squishing it. I just need to get her on first.
“Okay Princess. Let’s get up. Can you stand?”
“Y-Yeah. Um, Dad?”
Yalga awkwardly clutched her tail. “I need to use the bathroom.”
My eyes darted from the bathroom to the couch and back. “No better time to test the wheelchair.”
[Memory Transcript Time Skip: 40 Minutes]
Even though it was getting late the traffic was still a lot. Once Salisek was ready we both called our parents and they both said that traffic was heavy. With it being the last Saturday of the year, Florida residents and tourists alike were enjoying their day.
We decided to just meet at the ER. The blanket trick for Yalga’s tail worked well and it didn’t hurt too much for her to walk once she got up. However, sitting down hurt her a lot unless it was in the wheelchair. Her tail probably played a factor since it didn’t have a place to sit except on the side when dealing with regular chairs.
Once we got to the hospital I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t that packed. Because of increased tourism and parties things can get crowded this time of year. Thankfully that wasn’t the case today. I didn’t want my daughter waiting more than she had too.
When I opened the side door, Yalga was already half up just so she could get into a chair with room for her tail. I helped carry her down and rolled her through the hospital's parking lot.
Salisek was having a difficult time carrying Pyon. He was pretty nervous. “Mawmy, I don wan to gow en.”
I didn’t understand why Pyon was scared but Mawmy was able to calm him down. “It’s okay pup. This place is filled with very nice and smart people who can help your big sister.”
My daughter didn’t say much, instead she looked around the large hospital and took in all the architecture and bright lights at the front. The front and lobby areas were clean and comfortable which helped a little to ease the tensions of anyone going in with something they believe is serious.
I rolled Yalga straight to the front desk and we were greeted by the medical receptionist. “Hello, how may I help you?”
I smiled politely and spoke calmly, “Hello, I’m Carlos Rodriguez and this is my daughter Yalga. She was using a heating pad and unfortunately suffered some burns. I was able to patch her up a little, but the gels and methods we have are for humans so I want to make sure she can heal properly. I would also like a professional to look at other areas of concern dealing with her limbs and back.”
“Any pain, shortness of breath, chest pain, profuse bleeding?”
“Her back usually causes her pain and the burning made it worse.”
She gestured to my fiance and son, “Are those two with you?”
“The tall Venlil woman is Salisek, my fiance, and she’s holding our son Pyon. They came for emotional support and to assist with anything Yalga may need.”
“We’ll get you someone right away. Please wait in the lobby.”
“Thank you.”
I knew they probably wouldn’t rush us in since even though Yalga is in pain, there’s no direct threat to her life. The most they’d do is probably a tetanus shot. I suppose I’ll have to worry if Yalga reacts to needles. I’ll try to calm her down because I could tell Yalga was still tense. I rolled her to a seating area with a TV playing Tom and Jerry.
Peak Fiction
With all the stress Yalga was going through, there’s nothing like cartoon violence to ease the mood. What would also ease the mood is having the family visit which according to a message they just sent, they were already here just finding parking.
Soon everyone entered the hospital and after a quick chat with the receptionist, along with me flagging them down, they joined us in the lobby. Helen and Chalta ran to Yalga the quickest.
“Yalga, are you okay?!” Chalta asked. “We heard your back got hurt!”
Helen was about to tackle Yalga into a hug before I stopped her. “Helen, Yalga isn’t feeling well. Please be careful she’s in a lot of pain.” Helen was visibly worried but still gently gave Yalga a supportive hug.
“Get better soon please.”
Talice and Tarvik were surrounding Salisek, asking questions on how they could help.
“Mom, it’s fine, really.”
“No, it’s not fine. Your father and I are here to help so please be honest with us. We’ll help with anything you need. We’ll take Helen home soon but the moment you need anything we’ll be right there.”
“Why isn’t she seeing a doctor yet? What kind of place is this?!”
Mom went over to Salisek who was still holding Pyon. “I can take him sweetie, get some rest.”
Salisek cradled a stressed Pyon in her arms, “Do you wanna go with Grandma, little pup?”
“Gwandma.”
Salisek gently handed Pyon over to my mother who instantly knew how to calm him down. Salisek fell into the chair next to me. She was pretty exhausted and it was getting late. The stress of everything is what really made her worry. Seeing your child in pain isn’t fun. My father put a hand on each of our shoulders.
“Is everything alright?” he asked.
I looked over to my daughter who was trying to watch the cartoon with her sisters but still had a hard time focusing because of the pain, as evident by her trying to adjust herself. I gave her a tap on her shoulder and mouthed “how are you feeling?”. I could only hear a little whisper, but it was enough to understand she was saying “It still hurts.”
Dad could overhear what we were trying to say and knelt down next to Yalga. “What would you like to do when we leave?”
“I’m a little hungry. Can we go eat later?”
“Of course, anything you want.”
I was grateful for my dad, that we remembered to comfort Yalga in all this. I was so new to everything, not to mention the speed at which everything was happening.
…
Where’s the doctor!
“Carlos Rodriguez,” She called just as my patience was wearing thin. “We’re ready to see you now.”
“Thank you. One moment.”
I quickly talked with my parents and in-laws about who is going home and who is staying. My mom offered to take Pyon home and to tuck him in, Salisek agreed. Talice decided to go with and made sure to bring Chalta and Helen back since they knew they might get bored or cause trouble. Tarvik and Dad were conversing for a bit about who should stay before settling on Dad since he’s more familiar with the hospital.
Salisek gave Pyon a strong nose nuzzle, “I’ll see you later, okay Pyon? Mommy will be home soon. Be good to grandma, okay?”
“Owkay Mawmy.”
“I love you.”
“I wuv yu tu.”
Helen and Chalta gave Yalga a big, but gentle, hug.
“Get better soon.”
“We’ll play lots of games together when you get back.”
Everyone quickly said their goodbyes so it was just me, Yalga, Salisek, and Dad. We followed the nurse to a room and were asked to wait until the doctor arrived. Yalga was really on edge.
“Dad, are you gonna tell Odin about me?”
“It hasn’t crossed our minds. Do you want us to call him so you can talk for a bit?”
“No thank you, I don’t want him to worry.” My daughter fidgeted with her claws in shame. She didn’t want Odin to see her hurt. The moment she’s okay, I’m planning a date for her and Odin. With chaperones of course. “Are the doctors here nice?” Yalga asked nervously.
“Of course they are, Princess. Just answer honestly and they’ll help you get better.”
They’ll help you get better… I hope.
[Memory Transcript Time Skip: 60 Minutes]
“So the spray will help heal and clean the burn so it doesn’t get sick?” Yalga asked curiously.
“That’s right,” Dr. Brown stated. “Soon we’ll give you a small shot to help protect against tetanus. It’s a very dangerous condition that can happen when you get a cut or burn. But you’re being very brave, I’ll see if we can get you a treat later. That is, if your parents are okay with it.”
“gasp Can I daddy?! Pleeeeeeease, I’ve been soooo good.”
I smiled brightly, “Of course you can.”
Dr. Brown was a huge blessing. The guy had been working with kids for a while and was great with Yalga. He was really good at relaxing her and explaining to her what was going on. He was honest and genuine. Salisek really liked him too, and even asked some questions herself. I also remembered him during my reckless years. He recognized me too.
“You’re daddy was quite the troublemaker back in his day.”
“Really?”
“Yup, when he was small he proudly came to me with a broken wrist.”
“Why would he be proud of that?”
“He got it trying to impress his crush.”
Seven-year-old me told you that in confidence.
I awkwardly looked at Salisek, but all she could do was stare and slowly smile while turning to my dad for more information.
“Do you happen to know the full story, dad?” Salisek teased.
“Well daughter, Carlos had a small crush on this girl named Jessica in the second grade and he tried to impress her by jumping off the swing set. He succeeded and flung himself so far into the air that when he landed on his wrist he needed a cast for months.”
“H-Hey! You laugh but it worked. She sat next to me at lunch and gave me her lunchables, that’s like… the pinnacle of love in second grade.”
I earned a laugh from everyone in the room, which almost made me forget that it was at my expense.
“Um, what is a lunchable?” Dr. Triva asked. She was a Zurulian working with Dr. Brown, trying to work with and understand the Arxur biology. While she was important in treating Yalga’s burn with her experience with Harchen Exterminators she would be even more important in trying to understand her condition as a whole. Zurulians have the best medical understanding compared to… pretty much everyone.
“It’s a children’s meal kit for both vegan and non-vegan foods, it’s popular for kids in school lunches.” Dr. Brown took his eyes off his colleague and gave me a sly look. “But let’s be honest, there was never any real meat in those things.”
Yalga’s interests also peaked. “Were they tasty?”
“Back in my day they were the best part of school. They were also a status symbol. Having the best lunchables meant you were the coolest kid.”
“What was the best one, Daddy?”
“Pizza.”
Of course it was pizza. It’s always pizza.
Pizza is God’s gift to the world.
Dr. Triva grabbed the syringe for the shot while Dr. Brown prepped the area. The sight of the needle made Yalga nervous.
“D-Daddy, do we have to…”
“Hey Princess, look at this.”
Yalga took her gaze off the needle and onto my phone where I showed her my favorite distraction.
[Behold Distraction]
“What is that?” Yalga asked. “I like the sounds.”
The legend Zach Choi, his legacy continued by his descendants, loved making short videos of him just cooking. This one was one of the rare ones that didn’t feature meat. Yalga was fully entranced into the process that she didn’t even react to the needle or the bandaid.
“Good job my beautiful pup!” Salisek cheered.
“Yeah… in a minute, mom.”
Dr. Brown chuckled, “I think I should start using those for nervous patients, right Dr. Triva?”
“Yeah… in a minute, Dr. Brown.”
I took my phone away before everyone forgot why they were here and we were ready to proceed. The doctors wanted to really get a look at Yalga and her condition. On the promise of peanut butter cookies and meat lovers pizza Yalga bravely went through all the X-Ray’s, bloodwork, medical history, and any other examinations they needed.
It took a while and she was starting to get frustrated with all the tests, but she persisted, and soon it was over. They allowed us to stay the night to monitor the burn area in case complications arose. So we all stayed in the hospital room, enjoying our time together as if it was a little adventure.
“Mommy look, the bed moves!”
“Pup, please don’t break it.”
Yalga went crazy when she saw how many buttons the hospital bed had, and needless to say, she was enjoying it. She kept Dad occupied with all her questions both about the hospital and about anything else her mind could think of. She was happy to be done with the tests.
“Grandpa, do you think they’ll let me see my bone pictures later?”
“Sure, but they need someone who is trained to look at them first and show them to the doctors.”
“There’s someone who knows how to look at pictures of bones?”
“Yup, they can see things we can because they’re bone smart. Do you wanna be a doctor when you grow up?”
“I dunno. Maybe I can be a doctor for bones, a bone doctor!”
It was nice seeing her happy, but Salisek and I were still worried about what they would find. What would it take to heal Yalga? Could they do it? I think so, but how long will it take? I don’t care about the financial cost, I care about the physical and mental toll it would take on Yalga. But would we have a choice?
I looked to my fiance who was rapidly tapping her foot onto the ground, impatiently waiting for the doctor to come back in and give us the news on Yalga’s condition.
“It can’t be that bad right?” she whispered. “With aid from the Zurualians they must have a way to easily fix Yalga’s condition. So what’s taking them so long?”
“They’re probably just double checking some things. I’m sure it’s nothing.” I could tell she was still stressed, so I held her hand and kissed her cheek. “Our daughter will be fine.”
Salisek tried to keep herself from crying for Yalga’s sake, but had the doctors not finally arrived she might’ve broken.
“Carlos, Salisek? You’re the parents correct?” Dr. Trivia asked. “I’ll just need to see you both very quickly to discuss some things.”
Finally ready for some answers we quickly got up, kissed our baby goodbye for now, and followed the Zurulian to a small room with Dr. Brown.
“Mr. Rodriguez and Mrs., do you prefer to be called Salisek or are you fine with adopting Mrs. Rodriguez?” The doctor politely asked.
“I’m fine with either, but I would like to get used to Mrs. Rodriguez.” I could feel her hand strengthen her grip in mine.
“Wonderful,” Dr. Brown took out a small folder that showed some of Yalga’s X-Rays, notes, and documents. “First things first, your daughter's burns should heal very soon.”
“Courtesy of Zurulian medicine and Harchen Exterminator Accidents.”
“Yes, thank you Dr. Triva. But of course this is not the only information you wanted to know about. The condition of your daughter is concerning. Not only because of the condition of her injuries, but also her condition that allows her body to grow at an exaggerated rate.”
Dr. Triva put the X-Ray slides on a projector for us to see. Seeing Yalga’s bones and how badly they were broken made my stomach turn, and my heart sink. I could hear Salisek’s gasp from how shocked she was.
It looked like a child had rearranged the right side of her body like a poorly constructed jigsaw puzzle. What made things worse was that the other side of her body looked nearly untouched meaning we could see all the damage her sperm donor did. I know how it felt to have broken a few bones as a kid. Her life would’ve been torture for me. I have know idea how she could live like that.
Why didn’t I take her here the moment we got home? How long has she been suffering like this?
“As you can see the limbs that didn’t grow as much were the ones that were injured the most. Trauma can be a factor in how limbs develop,” Dr. Triva explained. “You can see here how the bones didn’t heal correctly. Upon questioning your daughter it’s no question her back holds the most problems, but looking at her arms and legs it’s possible they’re also providing an incredible amount of discomfort and pain.”
Salisek wrapped her tail around my leg nervously. “So, what does this mean?”
“It means,” Dr. Brown continued. “That before we even think about her back we should address what’s going on in the rest of her body. If you look at her pelvic bone you can see it isn’t straight due to her walking on uneven legs for lord knows how long. So we think it would be best to first start realigning the bones as well as doing the appropriate extensions. My only concern is that her accelerated growth may cause complications, so she’ll need to visit here frequently.”
My fiance’s grip tightened as she looked deeper into the X-Rays, “I see. How long will it take for her to recover?”
“Several months, due to the severity of it. We can do the arms and legs separately, but that would be up to you. There’s a possibility it could take longer. We just can’t be certain with her growth, but we’ll have experts working round the clock on her case.”
“I-I see. But you can help her right?”
“We will do all within our power to make sure your daughter is healthy and lives a pain free life.
“Thank you… could you give us a moment. We would like to let our daughter know about it before we make arrangements.”
“Of course. Please let us know when you’re ready.”
We politely walked out of the room and turned around the corner away from where Yalga was.
“Honey?” I asked. “Is everything okay?”
I almost fell over when she pulled me in for a hug. I could barely hear her through her bleats and cry’s. “Look at what that monster did to her.”
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There is a particular quote from Microsoft's Dangerous Creatures that is burned into my soul and auto-plays in my head whenever people interact with wild animals, especially baby animals:
"(Midwestern housewife voice) 'Oh, what a sweet little thing! I'll just give it these marshmallows, Herman, while you take a picture!' (Exasperated) Famous last words."
What obscure quotes are so ingrained into your being that it instantly comes to mind in particular circumstances?

PLEASE don’t call this a bad trip, I am experienced tripper with acid and have never felt this way in my life, I’ve had bad trips but never this in my whole life, this felt like fake acid even though it was pure real so imagine it like that. Enjoy reading!
Was this a psychotic break? I had sleep deprivation never slept 3 nights, smoked weed during all of those days, which weed did not make me feel this way at all, coming up to night I take LSD, (Lowest dose in my life to)
First it feels good I’m an experienced user and know exactly how it feels, it feels the best trip of my life for 30 min, then out of no where in a millasecond, my headspace I feel so dissociated out of my head to the point I barley can see shit everything felt so zoomed out and in, this felt nothing like acid anymore at all, I went fully catatonic state I could barley talk or form thoughts, I felt dead inside.
At this point i had convinced myself I’ve gone crazy, I never even knew what I was experiencing till after, also if I was in that state I would not be able to right anything, it’s like my mind went back to a baby even a baby is smarter then me, and all while I was aware this truly did not feel like LSD anymore at all, I was so scared and more out of my mind then I ever been in my life, the shit I saw and heard dident feel like acid, it felt as it got so intense my brain dident know how to handle it.
My vision changing in an instant was the scariest part it felt everything was so zoomed out and in that I’m gona stay that way forever and be mentally disabled and people will have to take care of me, that delusion was so fucking strong, all my dreams shattered I could barley think but knew the bigger picture the fact I just fucked my life and will have to live eternity this way, I cried for a bit I’ve never ever barley cry and this was so traumatic cuz I thought I fucked up.
I made someone take me to the hospital even that could tell I’ve acted a way never before, on acid you can usually talk normal to some extent, me I was fully disabled in that moment I was ill I felt ill mentally, I could not form thoughts even if I wanted to my brain went fully blank for the first time and that stayed till the trip ended, I could barley talk at all 1 word answers at the most, my voice and others felt so deepened it felt as I just consumed some type of fake acid even though it was pure tested LSD,
The hospital people after a while of waiting wore it off, but during that while of waiting everything just kept falling more and more apart it never seemed to stop building and building, I could barley tell the nurses what happen the person next to me did, I was so out of my mind they asked me to piss in a cup in the bathroom, this was the first time the piss overflowed and my brain realized 10 seconds later that there’s piss in my hands now, I’ve never been this dumb in my life I was so scared cuz I could not even control anything at all, this is nothing like a generic bad LSD or edible trip, I’ve had bad trips this was the worst thing ever, eventually the nurses wore it down, during the time they did I couldent believe that I could come down from this, it’s like something took over my acid trip it hit me so fast in a second that it made me believe this will never come down and I’m always this way for life, I’ve never even ever had a fear of never coming down from a drug till this time.
It was the scared I’ve ever been in my life, I consider it trauma this is my first traumatic event that is worst then a psychical one in my eyes, I get vivid memory or flashbacks of some of the moments, and another thing the second that psychotic state came on, because it came on so fast I knew there was something really wrong and that I’ve never felt this way in my life, i started thinking the no sleep and acid is making me crazy now, thank god the hospital people wore it down otherwise if I was just at home I wouldn’t think I could come down from it.

Advice Please! 3 Day Old Kitten
Long Post I got a cat from my sister who shouldn’t own animals but somehow keeps getting them. But anyways I took her because she was going to kill her. She is probably 7-9 months old I’m not sure exactly how old (I plan on having her spayed when she is able to) I just know she is young and was pregnant had kittens Sunday night, she is inside in a cage. She had 4 babies, when I went to check on her Monday morning she was feeding 3 of the kittens and they were dry and nursing but the other baby was still wet, cold and tiny tiny not nursing and she had her back to her. I put her in front of the mom and she started cleaning herself ignoring the baby.
I took the baby and dried her off put a hot hands pouch in a towel and wrapped her up in it. I didn’t have any kitten formula. After searching everywhere online I went and bought formula and a bottle but she wouldn’t nurse so I ended up using a syringe. I called the vet to ask if they had a smaller nipple and was told they don’t deal with that kinda stuff (I believe I should find a new vet), I also called the animal shelter, she said somebody would call back but that didn’t happen. The miracle nipple should be here Friday but she is eating good and sucking on the syringe, with ear wiggles and biscuit making.
I believe she is the runt, she weighed 65g Monday evening. She is on day 3 right now and weighed 76g this evening. She pooped twice the first day it was dark brown/black but firm. The second day she pooped yellow and firm. But the second poop that morning was diarrhea. It was one time after eating almost 5.5ml. But she would leak a couple drops of poop when I would stimulate her the next few feedings yesterday and this morning. She didn’t the last feeding though her pee is clear and she pees every time I stimulate sometimes before and after. Am i stimulating too much? Also should the diarrhea be concerning or did I just feed too much? Her normal amount has been 3-4ml every feeding most times every 2 hours. I don’t know if that is too much. She sleeps soundly after eating. Also she drops down a couple of grams of weight in the morning but it has stayed at 75-78g for 2 days now. Should that be a concern she isn’t gaining any weight but she is eating normal and moving around. I have never done this before and I just want her to be alright. I am stressing out because I have watched and read the kitten lady and read so many articles and forums about the diarrhea and the weight and how much a runt should gain in a day but no one seems to answer it.
I’ve tried a couple times to put her back with mom but she rolls over and the siblings knock her out of the way. One of the other siblings is smaller but is eating I weighed him and he weighed 97g and the other 2 weighed over 130. I know it’s a lot but I am just trying to get some help because I don’t know what else to do.
I’m feeding KMR every 2-3 hours during the day (whenever she is moving around) and every 3 hours after midnight until 7 in the morning then back to when she moves around. I’ve read don’t wake them up to feed them so I watch her and when she starts moving around I stimulate-feed-sometimes stimulate again. She is in a small tote with a blanket on a heating pad (on half) 2 stuffed animals and a blanket to cover part of the top
Also side note I just noticed tonight while rubbing her back after feeding her, she has like dandruff flaking off around her arms you can kinda see it in the last picture Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

Mostly need to vent. But also AITAH….. I’m barely 6 weeks pregnant with the first grandkid and since we’ve had miscarriages before we decided to enjoy this pregnancy with family and a few friends instead of stressing about everything.
After we told MIL about baby, not only did she immediately post it on FB BUT ALSO TOLD SEVERAL PEOPLE! We explicitly asked her not to. We told her the numbers were a little low at the last blood draw so we’re waiting to make a big announcement. She did delete it and proceeded to berate my husband for even telling her if she couldn’t share the news. So she’s just going to pretend like there’s no baby until it’s born. Husband is unfortunately a pro at dealing with her but it’s so frustrating.
Then the next blood draw came back really great! And we told her it was great but we’re still waiting to share to make sure it keeps going up. She made a big deal about how she can’t post because she doesn’t even know the baby’s s name. To which I said if she can’t follow guidelines we set up at this point to protect ourselves if something unfortunate happens, then I won’t trust her with bigger things like the baby’s name. Wait until she finds out we’re not allowing pictures of our baby online for a while after birth.
Also said she won’t be given information to post anything on Facebook until she adds me and my husband back as friends. Is this too much?

I discovered this when I casually searched Alessia Cara on google and saw a suggestion for "Alessia Cara Husband." It claimed that this man, Tyler Antonius, had been married to Alessia since 2021 and they had one child together and one on the way. I clicked on an article and saw a picture of the "couple" but the woman didn't look like Alessia. Things started to feel off so I kept searching. I found this reddit post (which references the fake article I found):
Someone please help me get out of the Alessia Cara fake marriage/baby rabbit hole 😭😭😭 :
Not only does he claim to be married to Alessia, he claims to be related to Jhene Aiko. After reading this reddit thread, I went back to the fake article to look closer at that picture again. I decided to click on the "author" (who is obviously Tyler, allegedly) to see if they had written anything else and sure enough! He is most recently (about a month ago) pretending to be dating Ice Spice. Here is the fake author's page on medium:
John Branca – Medium
I would love for the girlies to deep dive this and find any information on whether this man has faced repercussions or been called out on these delusions. I want to know more! This information is just coming up on google and other search engines as if it is real. I just know Lily could work her magic and find all the tea.

Some back story, about 17 years ago I had a terrible OB on my face and mouth, absolutely horrible. I went to the doctor and honestly my memory is so bad about this but I believe he swabbed it without a result but instead told me HSV from blood test (I think, I honestly don't remember 100%).
Based on how it looked visually and what I had eaten that week (mangoes) I was certain it was an allergic reaction. Mangoes have the same properties in the skin as poison ivy. The OB looked exactly like mango allergy pictures versus cold sore pictures. I've never had a full blown dark red blister. It's usually a tingle, swelling, itching, oozing, crusting, and tiny tiny bumps. Over time it's been even less than this. I also noticed this happens after certain lip balms. So all in all I was convinced it's related to allergic reactions and not HSV. Certain fruit properties and such.
Granted I went through extreme trauma with the thought of cold sores, especially the first year. I became a bit OCD and devastated. I wouldn't even hold my niece when she was born. I felt and thought my life was over. After connecting it to allergic reaction I guess convinced myself this is what it was, I have control by avoiding these things etc and honestly it got better. I healed sort of and moved on. Not gone I guess but somewhat forgotten. I get reactions maybe 3 times a year and as mentioned never the true dark red blister you see in pictures.
Fast forward, I'm 34 weeks pregnant and all the sudden I'm connecting the dots and feeling panicked like this is likely OHSV-1. I talked to my husband about it and I mentioned it in the past but he also thought allergies based on visual of it. He's never had any symptoms oral or genital. I've never had genital that I'm aware of.
I'm feeling extremely devastated and scared for my husband and newborn. I'm going to see if I can get on antivirals at 36 weeks and after baby's birth even though I hate the idea I want him safe. They say antivirals are safe but there's no real studies to prove it during pregnancy and breastfeeding so that's scary.
My husband and I have been together for a long time but now I'm thinking how will we ever do oral stuff again even though we have in the past. I'm spiraling. I saw a bump appear on my hand and put a bandaid over it. Paranoid what if I get an OB on nipple etc I've read this can happen. How will I cope when my baby is born. I'm going to be a mess of paranoia and fear for him.
Finally, please if someone can explain if I can reliably get blood tested and what this could show if I've had it for 17 years or more. Thank you.

My son was without a heartbeat for 28 minutes during birth because a nurse fucked up. He has hypoxic ischemic encephalopathy which is an traumatic brain injury caused by a lack of oxygen with severe damage to the thalamus and basal ganglia along with defusion injury. His road to recovery has been incredibly long, he has a gtube now and has no oral feeds, and so far he's been diagnosed with GERD, Microcephaly, Cordical Blindness (he can currently only see bright lights some of the time) Tremors/Spasms, and High Muscle Tone. I feel like in the beginning the whole world had our backs, everyone was so supportive. As the weeks went on people slowly went back to their lives and the reality set in that this is ours now. I love my son, I absolutely do, I break down crying when I have thoughts of wishing he were different, or that I had never been pregnant, and I feel so guilty for feeling grief. Im terrified of having another kid because im so so fucking scared I'd be unable to treat them both fairly and to provide the same opportunities. It sucks so much because I have wanted two kids since I myself was a child. I feel like i've given up so much of me in this process, and im incredibly depressed with no one to turn to, all I want is someone who understands us. I thought I found it briefly in a mom who's baby had a brain cyst, she made a post about how difficult it was dealing with the possibility of her baby developing lifelong complications, we connected and I feel like I just became someone for her to brag to, the cyst went away without intervention, and her some is developmentally ahead at the same age as my son, same birthday actually, and now she said me pictures of him sitting up on his own or pushing up, or videos of him babbling, and I just wish my baby could cry god damn it. And I feel so horrible and selfish for wishing her baby was sick so I could have a friend. Taking care of a child with disabilities is hard but its so much harder alone, I feel so lost, google doesn't have answers to the questions I've been asking, and I have so many.

There was a catalog of Leonardo’s Formal from the late 90s that had Baby Rasta & Gringo and Bebe from The Noise modeling these Prom suits and I (F19) can’t find pictures of it anywhere. My mom (F42) told me that she used to have pictures of Baby Rasta in her locker from there, and now I’m curious to find the catalog. The time matches The Noise 8 when they had the Men in Black suits. I guess I could ask one of them or the Leonardo’s team personally but before I do, does anyone remember this?

My mother in law has got to be one of the most horrendous humans alive. I wish I had a place to start, but in all honesty I just want to have no contact with her ever again but I know it wont be possible because my husband wants his parents in our lives.
To begin this tragic turn of events I guess I will start about a year and a bit before my husband (32M) and I (33F) got married in August of 2022. We had asked both FIL and MIL to be if they would help us with some of the payments for the wedding. My parents had agreed to helping with paying for a third of our wedding, his parents though asked what the price point would be and then assumed it would only be about $550 that would be needed. I told them that when my older sister had gotten married it was about #$25,000 at the end of the day, they had over 100 people attend their wedding as well. They looked at me and said sorry, we can't help you out. My parents, my husband and I paid for the whole wedding just as a precursor to what is about to happen.
We were finalizing our guest list, which at this point was our immediate family no extras. We were having a smaller wedding of only 25ish people, when my then fiancés mom decided to say I want my sisters to be invited to the wedding. We both talked about this and ended up saying no, she asked a couple weeks later if she could have her sisters invited and we again said no. Two months before the wedding when we had sent our invitations out for the save the date and actual wedding invitation, his parents came to our house and his mother proceeded to guilt trip us by saying "My sisters are my immediate family. If my sisters don't get invited then there will be no more relationship between us." Meanwhile my now husband should have said "Sorry mom, but this isn't your wedding so your immediate family isn't invited to a wedding that isn't your wedding." Instead he looked at me and I will just say yes I was a people pleaser. I turned to him and said "We will have to check with my parents to make sure there is enough space..." My parents were not happy with the concept of having to add another person or two to the list of people coming. In the end only one sister was able to make it.
She called us a month before the wedding demanding a rehearsal dinner with just the wedding party and parents were allowed to attend. When I heard that I told my now husband, that won't work seeing as we have a lot of people staying at our venue. The venue was hosted by my family friends, so to say the least I wasn't impressed that my grandmother, my family friends, my siblings partners and everyone else helping out with the wedding wouldn't have been included in this dinner. I said to them I will join you for dinner but if we aren't including the rest of the people at the wedding then no one else would be there to celebrate with us.
Fast forward to the day before the wedding, the in laws to be are upset they didn't get any jobs to do to help with the wedding at all. Well my MIL to be actually was given a job, she ignored it to the point where a surprise for my now husband and I were going to be getting ended up getting ruined because she was so ignorant of my moms messages and pleas to get some pictures of my husband from when he was a baby to the present time so they could create a slideshow for us. Then I asked her to do another task, which was getting wine for us and they did but that was it for anyone wanting help from them.
The evening hit and my husband and I set out to go tot he rehearsal dinner (it wasn't even a rehearsal dinner just a dinner). We got there and all night his mother complained about how no one else showed up for the rehearsal dinner. I started to tune her out until she said "I was wondering if I should just get ready at the cottage with the rest of the bridal party seeing as I am getting my hair and makeup done there anyways." I looked at her stunned she thought that she could just invite herself to someone else's home. I responded with "I can always check to see if that would be alright." The dinner finishes and neither of the in laws to be paid for dinner, instead my husband paid for the whole dinner. Happy wedding eve to us love us right?
Later that night I gave my now husbands phone a call, and I told him "Can you explain to your mom that I want my pictures with my family to be just that my family. I would prefer it if she got ready and came back to the cottage with the rest of you." He understood and explained that to her, and I thought that would be the end of the drama my MIL to be would end up doing. Was I ever wrong!
I barely slept that night having the wedding jitters, I was so excited and nervous to be marrying my best friend. The day started and my MIL to be at the time arrived, and was painfully honest with the hair stylists doing our hair. According to my hairstylist she had said "I was told I was allowed to get ready here, I was then told that I couldn't stay. She doesn't like me, she was so unkind to me I just wanted to share this day with her.." Meanwhile I am having anxiety with everything starting to happen. Honestly the only thing my MIL to be wanted to do was see me in my dress before my husband to be ever got to see it. Oh I almost forgot to mention she tried to get away with not paying my parents back for her hair and makeup, she asked me how much she owed my dad and I said for right now he has it covered but after the wedding I would let her know what she owed him.
When she returned with the rest of the family to take the grooms side of the families pictures she decided it would be a good idea to try and see me in my dress again, I literally ran into a room to hide because I wanted my husband to see my dress before his side got to see it. The rest of the day goes by without any issues though and honestly it was an amazing day minus all the extra drama.
A week goes by and my mom asks me about why my no husbands mom hadn't paid for any of the things she was supposed to pay for, I said I told her she would have to pay back what is owed. My mom reached out to her and my MIL said "Well I was told that I didn't have to worry about paying for anything. I thought (insert dads name here) had it all covered and paid for." Finally my mom got her to pay for something.
I absolutely hate her and her drama and honestly I guess that's why her name is Karen. Stay tuned for more drama from this MIL from hell.

had a pretty exhausting weekend, & it's essentially deleted my week (oh well...)
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TODAY'S RECAP

I was so bored with the show today. Liam gets all up in Deacon's business. Luna worries she's pregnant. RJ fusses at Brooke for fussing at Zende. Even Steffy's confrontation with Sheila bored me bc it was so very predictable. Knowing the topics, someone could write a recap without even viewing the episode.

RJ, Brooke, and Ridge at FC

RJ: MOMMMM! You shouldn't have fussed at Zende! 🤨 It's Luna's business. I want to respect her privacy. So, please stay out of it! 😦 I'm handling it. Gah! I don't need your help!
Brooke: I had to! 😦
RJ: No. No you did NOT have to! (💭 Don't make me regret telling you.😕)
Brooke: We're FAMILY! He slept with your girlfriend! 👩I had to know what he would say for himself (💭 🫤 Not much.)
RJ: Nuh uh! You did not HAVE to know ANYTHING! (💭 Getting mom to back off is not easy. Why does she have to know everything? 🫤)
I'ma draw a circle ⭕ around MY business and Luna's. That's called a BOUNDARY. This is you right here 👇 in the middle of OUR business. You need to get 👉 👉 👉 OUT. (💭 Okay, Reddit. That's what we wished he would have said 🫤.)
(What he really said, in the nicest way possible) Mommmmm. Don't do that. We need to respect Luna's privacy. I don't want you talking about it here or with dad.
Enter Ridge. 😀 What's going on? Something's up. What is it? 🧐 It's totally my business. Everything is. I get to butt in. That's my thing.
RJ: 🫤
Brooke: 🙄
Ridge: It's Luna right? 😀 Great gal! Office romance, huh. 👩‍❤️‍👨 I did that. I fell for this hot chemist 🔬😍. (Smoochy Smoochy 😘.)
RJ: (💭 Not your business 😒). Dad, it's not a BIG life or death thing, so can you just be cool with not knowing? 😐
Ridge: Nooo. Now I REALLY want to know!
RJ: It doesn't involve you two and it's not life or death, so. (💭 These two! Gah!)
Ridge: Ohhhh, I see. You're acting like a teenager, going to your mom for help.
Brooke: He's not in any kind of trouble 😐. (💭 Getting Ridge to back off is not easy. Why does he have to know everything? 🫤)
Ridge: Alright. Look, your mom gives great advice. Listen to her! 😀 I'm here too if you want to talk. (Redditors who are not fast forwarding are surprised he's letting it go. It's so un-Ridge.)
You're doing so great! 😀 HFTF👗is great! 😃 You have a great team 🙂 and that ain't easy! Your collaboration is great! 😊 It's all great! 😀 Everyone else thinks you're great too! 😃 And you and Luna are great! 👩‍❤️‍👨 Keep up the great! 😁
RJ: With Hope's vision, anyone coul--
Ridge: Nah. Not anyone. You're GREAT!

Luna and Poppy at FC

Luna: Ohhhhhhhh noooooooo.😟 I think I might be pregnant.🤰I have this pregnancy test, but I think instead of taking it, we should just speculate back and forth.
Poppy and Luna: (play 20 questions❓) We know you had sex❓ Yah 😟. With two guys❓Yah 😣. Did you use protection❓Yah 😢. Do you feel sick❓🤢 Yah yah yah! 🤢🤮 Have you ever felt like this before❓Noooooooooooooooo! 😩 It's a special, unique, new kinda sick! 😖
Luna: I don't want to mess up my life! 😫 What am I gonna doooooooo?! RJ just forgave me 😫.
Poppy: Oh! YAY! 😃👏👏👏 Told you so 😏.
Luna: I don't wanna baby! 👶🍼 Wah! 😩
Poppy: (💭 Yah. Obviously sweetheart. You might think you're grown, but you're still a BABY! And kind of a big baby 🫤.) Don't get ahead of yourself. It could be something else. 🙄
Luna: Yah! 🙄 But nah 😞. Maybe I should just take the test? (💭💡🤔)
Poppy: Yah. Great idea💡 sweetheart. 😐
(⏰ Alarm rings.)
Luna: 😫 I can't loooooook! 🫣 You loooooooook!
Poppy: 👀
Luna: 😟

Deacon and Liam at Il Giardino

Liam: Wtf are you doing? 🤨
Deacon: Working. Living my life. Saving Sheila. 😏
Liam: (💭 I'ma jump right into his business bc we used to hang out back when I was married to his daughter.) No one but you is happy Sheila's alive. 😒
Deacon: (💭 Dude. How is this your business? 🤔) I'm thrilled 😃 she's alive and so is Finn! 👨‍⚕️
Liam: 🤨 Ohhh, hey, that Finn part, that won't work for Steffy 😡.
Deacon: You want me to wish someone dead? 💀 Nah.
Liam: Wellll, no but you've invented an imaginary version of Sheila! 😇 Sheila BAD! 👺 She did all the very bad 😈 things. Don't you get that? Amirite?
Deacon: But not ONLY the bad things. Also a good thing - tryna save Steffy.🦸‍♀️
Liam: But the bad is very BAD 👹. And how do you know she tried to save Steffy? 🤔 You have only her word! She could be making shit up 🫲 left and right 🫱! She could be spinning stories ✍️, telling tall tales, presenting you with her fantasy 🧙🪄 fiction, exaggerating 😦, LYING!
Deacon: Or not. Look, I'm happy she's alive! And I didn't listen to anybody. If I hadn't searched texts📱, credit card 💳 receipts 🧾, and if Finn and I hadn't tracked her down and saved her from being chained up ⛓️ in that warehouse, she really would be dead ☠️😵.
Liam: Yay Columbo. 🔎 But what about STEFFY? I'm concerned about STEFFY! I have STEFFY on the brain! Finn can't protect STEFFY (💭 so I will!)
Deacon: Steffy is fine. Gah. I know Sheila's psycho 😵‍💫 history (💭🪓➰🔪🔥). And she knows I'm not a big fan of the attempted murders and shit. I was like, babe. Stop. 🛑 Not cool. And she was like, for you and my son, okaaaay, fine, I'll stop. ppffrrtt. Sheesh. 🙄
So yah, she's changed. She hasn't sprouted angel 😇 wings 🪽 but she's no threat. And Steffy can be relieved that Steffy The Blade Forrester 😏 didn't kill 🔪 Finn's birth mother.
Liam: Not funny. 🤨 All Steffy wants is NO Sheila in their lives. So maybe you and Finn could at least lay off the happy dance!🕺🕺
Deacon: Steffy could choose to be open minded and at least give Sheila a chance.
Liam: Nah! 🤨
Deacon: I'm in a happy dance🕺, cartwheel🤸‍♂️, spike the ball 🏈 in the end zone kinda mood. So's Finn. 😃
Liam: 😒

Steffy and Sheila at Deacon's apartment

(Sheila flashes back to Deacon's latest proposal. Steffy knocks, then bursts in 😠).
Steffy: YOUUUUUU! 😡😤 Alive and well! Blech! 🤮
Sheila: Hiyeee.👋 I realize that you hate me, that you don't want to see my face, that you wish I were dead 💀, that all you can think about is the list of my violent 🪓➰🔪crimes against your family, but heyyyy. Let's chat. Why not? 🫲☺️🫱. I've been wanting to talk to you.
Steffy: Grrr! Snort! 😤
I hope you can at least understand Finn's feelings 💗💕😃. He's jumping for joy 🤸‍♂️that I'm alive.
Steffy: 😡
Sheila: You too can feel the same if you just give a girl a chance, will ya? We can get our nails done 💅 and our hair cut 💇‍♀️💇‍♀️✂️ together! I can be your BFF 👯, if you'll just overlook several instances of attempted murder 🪓, kidnapping ➰, arson 🔥, and what not. I'm all better 😇 now for real for real. I'm talking all soft and smooth and not choking 😵 you even a little. So, what'd ya say?
Steffy: Grrr! Snarl! Finn's emotions are all SCREWY, SCRAMBLED up, and FRIED by YOU! 🫨 He's essentially got fried egg 🍳brain! Huff! Puff! 😤
He's GOOD! 👼 He's a doctor!👨‍⚕️ He's saves people! That's his job! He NEEDS--
Sheila: Your support! Your understanding. (💭Your personality to be swapped out. 😒). He just needs a little--
Steffy: FINN NEEDS YOUR 👉 CRAZY ASS PSYCHO 🫨 BULLSHIT to END! STAY🫸 the FUCK AWAY FROM HIM! 🤬 STAY OUT of our lives! Snarl! 😡
Sheila: (💭 This again. Reminds me of the time I shot 🔫🩸 this bitch. 🫤) I gave BIRTH to him. I--
Steffy: I! DON'T! CARE! 😤😡🤨 I DON'T CARE that YOU GAVE BIRTH to HIM! SOOOO FUCKING WHAT?! That means exactly NOTHING to ME! Grrrr! Growl! This stupid ass CONNECTION IS DONE! FINISHED! OVER! Got it BITCH? 😤🤨😡
Sheila: I'm his mother. You're a mother--
Steffy: DON'T TRY TO PLAY THE MOMMY CARD! YOU SHOT HIM!
Sheila: Well yah (💭 I was tryna shoot you). But that was 🫲 then. This 🫱 is now. Finn forgave me. ☺️ He's--
Steffy: HE'S kind and compassionate, unlike YOU! All you bring is LIES! MISERY! HEARTACHE! 💔 DESTRUCTION! 💥 TSUNAMI! 🌊 TORNADOS! 🌪️ And POOR WAIT STAFF CUSTOMER SERVICE! We could get pizza 🍕 again at the ONLY PIZZA PLACE IN LA! But you've DESTROYED our pizza outings that we just got back! We were FINALLY READY to venture into Il Giardino again. Now you've RUINED IT FOR MY FAMILY! ROARRRRRR!
Sheila: Well yah and I wanna change that. I have a new beginning. We can try different pizza toppings -- whatever you want!
Steffy: OHHHHHHH STFU about FRESH STARTS and FRESH IDEAS for TOPPINGS! I will NEVER try CHOCOLATE 🍫 or COCONUT 🥥 on MY PIZZA! It's just WRONG! Snarl! Snort! 😤 Grrr! 😡 Harumph! YOU run your STUPID, UGLY, BIG, FAT, STINKING MOUTH 👄 about FRESH STARTS every fucking time you pop back up from the DEAD 💀 like a FUCKING ZOMBIE 🧟‍♀️or get released from prison!
STOP 🛑 STOP 🛑 STOP 🛑 STOP 🛑 with your FRESH START and your TWISTED BIOLOGICAL birth mommy 🤰 BULLSHIT tie to FINN! It STOPS 🛑 TODAY! Right FUCKING NOW!
Sheila: Sputter. Ppffrrtt! Well. Gah! (💭 Little girl, aren't you the bratty, bossy bitch. Hmm. What to do about you.🤔 I'm not supposed to kill 🔪 you, dang it 🫤. Finn would prolly be mad 😠 and Deacon would scold me 🤨 and hafta bribe another judge. 👨‍⚖️ Phewy. 😕 Kidnapping ➰ is always an option, as long as they don't trace it back to me 😏. She's such a pain in my ass 🫤. I'll try to reason with her, but she's not exactly reasonable. Reformed me is an expert on reasonableness 😌.)
You're forgetting Finn saved me. He missed me and that changed him. He--
Steffy: He's DECENT! He's a DOCTOR. You ALWAYS SPEW the SAME STUPID INSANE GARBAGE. 🤮 Grrr! I gave FINN a CHOICE -- YOU or ME! He chose ME! And his SON! NOT YOU! WE are his PRIORITY! Harumph!
Sheila: Yah yah, as you should be, but he's made room in his heart ❤️ for me too. Why can't he have both? 😦
Steffy: NEVER! YOU are DEAD 💀to us. YOU don't MATTER. I don't care about you or what you do with your PATHETIC useless, pointless life. Growl! 😡
You are CANCELLED! ❌ I'm BLOCKING YOU ON INSTA and FACEBOOK! YOU OBSESSIVELY LIKE EVERY PICTURE! IT'S CREEPY AF! DO NOT try to sneakily FRIEND FINN on SNAPCHAT either! 😡 Huff! Puff! 😤 Or send him encrypted messages! And he's not even on Reddit bc he thought he was spending too much time looking at funny cats 🐱 swatting things! 😡 WE will NOT follow YOU on TIKTOK and YOU can't even DANCE💃 like a normal person! Your moves are demented 🫨! And your stories are LAME af! FUCK right tf OFF!
Sheila: But I'm MOMMY. I care about him and he--
Steffy: IF YOU actually CARED about FINN, you would LEAVE him tf ALONE! DON'T try to worm 🪱 your way into his heart! 😡
Go do whatever the fuck with Deacon. But STAY OUT OF FINN'S HEAD! 🧠 STOP 🛑 MESSING with his EMOTIONS! Snarl! 😠 FUCK OFF! WREAK your fucked up brand of havoc AWAY FROM US BITCH! Snort! 😤 YOU DON'T EXIST TO US!
If you don't, YOU WILL ANSWER TO ME! 😡
Sheila: 😐 (💭 Clearly, she's a problem 😕.)
Steffy: 😡😡😡 (💭 watching 👁️👁️ you).
The end.

So on April 14th I found out I was pregnant with my first pregnancy. Wasn’t planned but wasn’t prevented either ( we are adult know of our actions and consequences) I’ve always dreamed of being a mom and my partner will be the best father. Anyway we found out and I was crying with excitement and also nervous because I was terrified I was going to lose my baby( I have a genetic mutation that makes it so my body doesn’t intake folic acid properly and puts me at high risk) but 3 days later I started having some bleeding and cramping but the day before I had my blood HCG which was only showing I was 3ish weeks and so immediately I was crying and saying “ no no no “ then called the nurse hotline and they told me that since I’m so early on the cramping and bleeding could be normal and if I pass any clots bigger than a lemon I need to go to the ER. I didn’t but over the next few days I was super vigilant about going and getting my blood tests done every couple of days. At first they were rising appropriately but still bleeding off and on. but then I started having pain on my right side ( it wasn’t cramping it was higher up felt like bloating and gas) but the ER Dr told me “it’s probably a miscarriage or maybe ectopic but we can’t see because you are to early on” and called my OB and told them they need to check in with me everyday. So then the next day my dr did a progesterone test and it was only at a 5.9 and the dr said “it’s not where it’s supposed to be but let’s put you on progesterone supplements.” And then told me to come back a week later. ( even tho the er dr told them they needed to check in with me more frequently) I go in about a week later and told him I was having some pain and I didn’t know if it was gas or water but my whole abdomen was really hurting and he told me to check with my normal primary physician. He also stated “your hcg isn’t where it should be” but then said he’d watch it still. We saw the gestational sac but still couldn’t see any baby because at this point I was supposedly 5ish near my 6 week mark. Said that was “normal”. After the ultrasound I started having severe cervical pain and just was told it was normal. Went to work in excruciating pain and started having clots so after work I waited for my s/o to get off work and we almost didn’t go to the ER because my OB didn’t really seem concerned with my pain and it honest to god just felt like bloating and gas pain. I thought my bowels were twisted. But we show up at the ER and my Dr came in and basically told me since I was here not even a week ago “ we are just treating symptoms at this point cause we can’t do anything since you are pregnant “ and gave me Tylenol and fluids and told me “this is completely normal and my wife went through excruciating pain where she cried with both of our kids” and just completely invalidated any of my pain. Anyways he did a blood test and then when he came back in he told me my hcg levels weren’t looking normal and that they wanted to do another ultrasound. So we did the ultrasound and after that I the pain worsened extremely and they gave me morphine immediately and that’s when I knew something wasn’t right and then my dr came in and told us that my right fallopian tube ruptured and that it was ectopic and my OB was on his way to do emergency surgery and I was already loopy at that point and felt like everything happened so fast.
since then I’ve been recovering physically okay. But mentally I don’t think I’ve fully processed it. Every night since then I’ve been having terrible vivid nightmares about all of my fears. I’m trying to get back into my day to day life but I find myself so angry at my dr and at the world. Why didn’t my dr realize before. Based off my progesterone and pain and bleeding? Like now that I look back it seems so OBVIOUS and I feel so stupid for listening to my dr. I was holding onto hope that my dr gave us. He didn’t seem concerned. He didn’t say anything and then I got a second opinion from our ultrasound picture and was questioning the dr asking why he didn’t send me to the ER right away because the gestational sac didn’t look right. I just… I’m mentally hurting and I lost apart of me even though I was constantly trying to advocate for myself and my baby. I know it couldn’t have saved my baby but I wish I could’ve had my fallopian tube saved… im just hurt and probably taking it out on every little thing but it’s been so hard to just pretend like nothing happened. I feel guilt for feeling stuck while everyone moves on in their lives. I’ve been just putting on a facade and pretending everything is fine.. idk. It’s just been a rollercoaster I feel like.