Ear block fever cold

My husband is 6 feet something. My child wears 24M pijamas. He's 1 years old soon. I can't use a standard crib because it was too short for him a while a go. We have a drop crib. I block it from going down with a step stool that fits snug under the wall that moves, in case the locks give up or something. Please don't throw rocks at me. My child is very tall and this was safer than the standard crib.
The drop crib walls are taller than the normal cribs (I can't reach it's bottom, while I can with the standard one).
The child got good at climbing. He cant walk yet, but he can do a pull up. Today he was protesting a nap. Normally, he cries for a couple of minutes and goes to sleep. Today he was constantly trying to climb off, so I had to intervene since it was dangerous.
I can't find any cribs that are taller than the current one. Drop cribs are banned in my country, so all the available options are the standard short crib. My child isn't old enough to understand words and he has not developed a sense of self preservation yet, so he doesn't understand that falling with his head down on the concrete floor is very bad.
What do I do in this case? Mattress on the floor?
He won't stay on it while protesting the nap and the floor itself is cold, even with rug.
Any suggestions will be much appreciated.
Thanx!

I don't know why reddit keeps on removing my post🥲. Anyways I (21F) had a best friend (20F). Our love for each other drifted apart after a series of incidents. She was never satisfied with any of the gifts I gave her for her birthday. She never bought me anything ever for mine ( I know well relationships are not meant to be materialistic). Once she demanded I go to college for a class that I was not enrolled in to give her company. I travelled one hour to reach college, got a nosebleed, lost my way due to road work and she was mad at me for being a little late. She never stood up for me in any situation. Lately she started to copy everything I do. Similar makeup, clothes, hobbies, hair you name it. Once she wanted me to buy her a few clothes. After making me wander all around the city while videocalling her and showing her multiple clothes and wasting three hours of my day she decided she wasn't buying anything. Recently we decided to rent a house to work on a project. I was forced to do most of the chores while she would spend time in front of the mirror. One weekend I went to my home and she came along. She behaved rudely with everyone,treated my parents like servants and left her bloodied underwear in the laundry basket for my mom to wash ( I wouldn't care of she did it with me but no one in the world have right to treat my mom or dad like a servant). My mom told me to forget about that incident. My parents cooked her favourite meals, bought her clothes and adored her. But she was always complaining about something. She refused to take any suggestions I gave about project and always did it her own way despite of us both spending money on that.(She thought I should bear everything she does because apparently she told me about other friends harming me behind my back. I later found out that was also a lie). The breaking point for me was when she invited her fam to our rental home without asking me (it was a shi**y one tiny bedroom home). Her fam made themselves comfortable and showed zero hesitation in using my stuff without asking me. One day I came home early and found my bed stripped off bed covers being used as a platform to dry their underwears, her family members using my shoes ,pillows and other stuff ( I don't mind sharing my stuff but please ask my permission beforehand). She would take the food I ordered and give it to her fam without asking me. They would never spend a dime on anything and leach off me. One day when I was sleeping I woke up to one of her family members staring at me with cold dead eyes. We had a not pet policy imposed by the home owner. But they would constantly bring animals into home and I would get in trouble for that as the homeowner was my mom's friend. Homeowner questioned her why her fam was staying so long and told them to move out fast as the house couldn't accommodate too many people (she told her they would only stay for three days). She came home and screamed at me that I made the homeowner say that ( I was oblivious to the situation). One day I used an onion to make a dish that she and her fam finished while I only got to taste it .Next day she insisted I go and buy onions because I finished them while cooking. Not wanting to start a fight I agreed. It was me and my family who spended mostly for water, food etc:- . We never asked her to repay anything and that incident made me feel like an inconsiderate idiot who finished the last onion. I shortly moved out and out of kindness I left all the utensils, cooking appliances etc:- for her fam to use till they moved out( 95% of stuff in house were mine). After I moved out she and the owner got into a fight. She called me namecalling me saying it was my fault that they got into a fight and that I was an inconsiderate b for not adjusting with them and moving out. After that incident I blocked her on all socials. Next day I got texts from other friends saying to me I was inconsiderate for breaking up over something so petty. She gaslighted me in front of others and putted blame on my head. I don't have any siblings and I really thought I got one when I met her. I loved her enough to sacrifice lots of things for her and to put her above myself. I just wanted to keep her happy and for us to spend time together. Now everything seems to be my fault. I have been depressed for weeks. I can't seem to concentrate on anything. I have no tears left. I am an idiot who believed her. I should have known the day she refused to fetch me water when I was severely ill. My other friend seems to think I am the AH for not catering to her fam more( I repeat most of the expenses were taken care of by my family). After the incident she tried to contact me again but I kept a cold atitude the whole time AITA?

TL;DR: Volume 10 should not have the main cast until the end
I think the thing that RWBY is best at is creating potential for an idea that could be very interesting and novel but also a bit risky and then totally squandering it in favor of something safe but way less interesting.
At the end of volume 9, the tree said to RWBYJ when they asked where they'd be taken "not where, but when you are needed most". See i'm under the impression that dialogue actually matters and that something wouldn't be said if it wasn't important especially if it had that much emphasis on it. To me this seemed to imply that there was some kind of timeskip for when they enter back into Vacuo. Probably a few months at least if it is to have any significance.
To me this presented an opportunity to explore a possibility that would be really interesting. An entire volume 10 without team RWBY or Jaune. An entire volume without the main characters until maybe the last episode or 2. Sure it would be risky and maybe feels like it breaks some rules but volume 9 seemed like it perfectly set up for something like that. We focus on team OWNER (Oscar, Winter, Nora, Emerald, and Ren) with the likely placeholder main character being probably Oscar and show how they cope with the apparent loss of their biggest support team, their best friends, their leader, and Winter's sister.
Also don't make Qrow all cheery for no reason either. If anything this would be a perfect opportunity to explore the darker side of his alcoholism and maybe have him relapse or something. Maybe Willow has something to do with that as well. Quitting alcohol isn't easy and going cold turkey is easier said than done and most often isn't done without a few slipups along the road. Combine that with the fact that he lost his 2 nieces and it would be a perfect opportunity for major character exploration and development and maybe peak into his past a little bit too. The writers really dropped the ball anytime they try to explore heavy topics like racism and wartime sacrifices so this could be an opportunity to finally get it right and this seems relatively easy to get right if you at all know what you're doing.
Explore Oscar's slow battle for control over his own body. What does Raven think about the death of her daughter? Would the news even reach her? Explore the stages of grief from all members of team OWNER along with Sun for Blake as they desperately try to ward off the grimm, look for the summer maiden, find and protect the sword of destruction, deal with the refugee crisis (without all the bullshit and not making the Vacuans one dimensional bad guys), deal with Tyrian and Mercury, let Emerald give him some kind of emotional come to Jesus, and any other conflict the writers might have up their sleeves.
Let these characters really shine when consumed by darkness. Just for one volume. Then at the very end, probably on the last episode but perhaps on the second last episode, only when things get really desperate does the portal bring the main cast to Vacuo. Maybe Ren's life detecting ability makes him spidey sense that Jaune is still alive somewhere nearby sorta like the end of Kung Fu Panda 2 if you've seen it and Ren goes "Jaune is alive" or something and knows where to look.
The volume could take place in the months between when the portal closes at the end of volume 8 to when team RWBYJ's portal opens taking them to Vacuo. That would be an amazing concept to me. But unfortunately, we can't have nice things. When i saw the episode 11 animatic i just facepalmed and thought "of course they fucked it up, how didn't i see this coming?". I mean there was so much wrong with that "episode" that you've probably already heard on here already but i don't think i've heard anyone talk about this. I was rolling my eyes throughout the whole thing but by the end there might've been actual steam coming from my ears. Not just for bringing the main cast back at the very beginning of the volume (well technically not even the beginning but the "end" of volume 9) but also for them coming through Raven's portal or Raven being there in the first place. There are so many reasons that is an awful awful idea, potentially the worst idea in RWBY ever and it's what made me lose all interest in RWBY continuing. I'll make a whole other post later about how much i hate that decision.
But for now, what do you guys think? Am i crazy? Is this a ridiculous idea? Is there something i'm missing? Can this idea be improved or expanded? Or is it even worse than what actually happened. Let me know in the comments. I'd be happy to have feedback on this...
To be honest, this whole idea may have just stemmed from my bias as to how much i hate team RWBY as a team so there's that too. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

After spending a few days working on this, there has been some progress. To summarize: I've been dating this girl for 9 months. About a month ago, I confessed my love for her, but she didn't say it back, instead expressing affection in other ways. A couple of weeks later, she ghosted me for a weekend, apologized, and we had a conversation. During that conversation, I went to her place seeking comfort because one of my friends had passed away. That's when she mentioned she wasn't sure about continuing the relationship because our feelings weren't on the same level. We agreed to give it another month, and that week was amazing. However, now she's ghosting me again, but for a longer period. We talked on Monday, but this time, I've been feeling limited in what I can say. I haven't reached out since, and it's been radio silence. She mentioned that her grandmother in the UK is getting worse and she's been reconsidering our relationship. She's been dismissive lately.
I've been working every day for the past two months and doing therapy for a few weeks. I've lost 40 pounds due to a lack of appetite, but I'm coping. Physically, I'm getting stronger, but mentally, it's tough. I'm tempted to send a voice note just to check in and let her know I'm here. I've done a lot for her, like making her birthdays, Valentine's Day, and Christmas special, and she was good to me at some point.
On the bright side, I've been doing well for myself. I recently styled an MLB player, got sponsored, and was interviewed for Style Canada, but I still can't find happiness.
During therapy on Monday, I was crying and asked my therapist for advice. She couldn't tell me what to do, but she suggested I block her on TikTok and Instagram, where she often posted about her social life, which made it harder for me to move on. She'd be partying while I was here crying, and it felt like she was trying to compete with me since she wants to start taking content creation seriously. I have a big following already and offered help, but she declined.
The reason it's been hard for me to let go is because she showed me how to have fun and be myself. We went to many concerts and had late-night adventures together. She was also my first sexual partner at 26 years old and the first girl to make my birthday special.
Blocking her felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders, and it feels like life is just beginning now.
The last time we talked was on Wednesday when I saw her. She barely kissed me and wasn't "feeling it." I even got her food and flowers. She said she was meeting a guy friend and looked excited, which made me jealous because she's been avoiding dates with me. She said she'd try on a dress I made for her that night but later messaged me saying she was going to bed because she finished her tasks late. I said okay and left it to her to message me, but I haven't heard from her yet.
I was the first guy to meet her mom and she met my family. Then, one day she went cold turkey. She said she had love for me but wasn't in love with me and that since she never been in a relationship she had nothing to base it on (which I didn’t buy). She also said that she came from a broken home and can't give me what I want, but at the beginning, she said she could (I want what my parents have; they've been together for 35+ years with strong faith).
How do you guys handle this? I'm a late bloomer at 26 years old and have OCD.

I’ve never been the best storyteller, so bare with. TLDR is at the bottom for people who want to get it over with.
I (22F) had a decent upbringing, both parents (57M and 52F) present, a roof over my head, food on the table, private education, etc etc those things can be ticked off. But inside the house those family dynamics were always pretty strained from my earliest memories. With both parents having their fair share of trauma, it had to carry into their kids’ lives somehow. The untreated mental health from a young age, lack of self-awareness/accountability, both parents turning a blind eye to the easy signs that your kid’s a little fucked in the head definitely wasn’t on the agenda of family things to discuss at the dinner table.
My parents were and are very much in love, you’d see the unity between them instantly. And they got together quite late for their generation, generally speaking - late 20s and early 30s. And so, it’s always been the story that I’ve been told and as far as anyone else in our extended family was concerned: my parents met, fell in love hard and fast, had me, my mum moved countries for my dad when he got a new job, and shortly got married after. Ironic given I grew up catholic so the whole ‘having a child out of wedlock is forbidden and a gateway to hell’ was confusing when you know this their story for me off by heart.
Growing up, I never looked like my dad. I need to preface I’m mixed - mum’s Asian and dad’s stereotypical white man from the UK. I know how genetics work, had a pretty good grasp of the concept when I was younger. Now it’s things like, I don’t have my dad’s nose, his hair, his face shape, I just looked like my mum and some distorted other features I could never see my dad when I looked in the mirror. As a kid, they just explained as genes and that my mum’s was stronger so I just ended up looking exactly like her and I just ended up with my dad’s small ears (Please, I cannot believe I was so gullible to think that the only thing I got from my dad was his goddamn ears). I just never questioned the lack of my dad in me when I looked at myself, why would my parents lie about that? Also, I never had a reason growing up to care about whether I looked like my dad. There were a lot of mixed kids like me in my area so it was a similar boat and I had somewhat (and I say this lightly) of a support system to reassure me that this is all normal.
But there gets to an age where you feel things shift, and society is perceiving you a type of way now, the mixed kids identity crisis, the lack of belonging and blah blah blach. But my parents wouldn’t lie to me? Sure, they’ve fucked up in a few areas of parenting and let me down as an individual, but it’s fine because therapy, because life lessons of knowing that parents fuck up and you can forgive them or not. But back to the point, this is my parentage - they wouldn’t lie, right?
When this came about, I was on pretty okay terms with my parents. I had left a family holiday that I was on with them a bit earlier due to work, so they were still on holiday when I got the message. A few days after landing, I was in the gym minding my business and doom-scrolling. Alas, I’ll check LinkedIn. Check the requests from non-connections. And here this mother-bald headed-fucker was - this massive spiel of ‘I miss you’, ‘I haven’t stopped trying to see you’ and one fucking Darth Vader move later, “felixerikaa, I’m your father”.
There it is, asked the guy a few questions. Security questions like he’s at a fucking bank, if you will. And everything checks out, what he knows, how he knows, and what the guy looks like. Here I thought I was my mother’s daughter, but I am my bio dad’s daughter through and through - in appearance only personality, we’ll never know. My parents are none the wiser of this guy reaching out, so imagine their surprise when I’m sat on FaceTime with them when they’re 3000miles away and I’m trying to find out if this guy is legit. And after being iced out for the rest of their holiday, I get a “Yes, he is! But he isn’t your dad, he’s not the one that raised you so it doesn’t matter”.
And she’s right. It doesn’t matter.
I don’t know how to end this but to the curious folks that want to know what happened after, not much, I blocked bio dad. And I’ve been slowly working on a fruitful relationship with my parents, the ones that have been there since day 1.
TLDR: Had a late night gym sesh with my bestie, got a few messages from some bald guy on LinkedIn claiming he knows me, misses me and he’s my dad. Ask my parents, to confirm it’s real. It is. Blocked.
Thanks for reading if you made it this far.

Hello, I (28M) am making this post because I need to get this crazy story off my chest. I met a girl on Tinder (22F) at the beginning of this year and I thought we really hit it off. She had recently broken up with a long term boyfriend and was actually couch surfing between different family and friends. I work a lot and I really liked her so I offered to let her stay at my apartment. I also asked her to be in a relationship with me. At first she declined, but on Valentines I managed to pull out all the stops and tried my best to be romantic. (took her out, giant teddy bear, candy all that) I asked again if she wanted to be in a relationship with me and she agreed and moved into my apartment. Everything was good for a couple of months, we really didn't argue and the sex was great.
Her birthday was in April and I asked what she wanted for her birthday. She said she wanted to go on a camping trip and invite a bunch of friends. I was good with that plan and made arrangements to be off from work and spent a couple of hundred dollars on the supplies needed for the trip. She invited a ton of people but the only ones that ended up coming were here best friend, her best friends boyfriend, her brothers, her mom, and two other friends that were neighbors of her best friend. They only showed up at the end of the trip but, I was happy somebody else came for her.
Her best friend also brought her toddler. I had said before we went on the trip that bringing the toddler was not a good idea considering the plan for the weekend was to get drunk and smoke the whole time and that probably wasn't the best place for a two year old. I got ignored and my concerns were dismissed.
Anyway, on 4/20 we all end renting canoes and kayaks from the outfitters at the campground to float down the river. Halfway through; one of my then girlfriends brothers gets sick from to much to drink and ends up falling in the river multiple times. The river is still really cold and we end up having to split up and she takes her brother to get a ride back to the campsite at the halfway point. Then I was stuck with her friends that I didn't really know; to get back to the campsite with the canoes. I had met these friends about a half dozen times and they had struck me as rude and irresponsible but I hadn't spent much time with them. The boyfriend actually had never spoken directly to me at this point even though we had met several times.
I had been told by my ex over and over again how the boyfriend was abusive and how terrible he was to her friend. I told her since I hadn't seen anything I didn't want to be involved. On the second half of the trip her best friend and her boyfriend get into an argument over something. To this day I have no idea what either of them were upset about. This argument keeps escalating but only to yelling and throwing stuff and essentially a temper tantrum on the part of the boyfriend. We get back to the campsite and reunite with my ex, and they keep arguing and yelling at each other. Keep in mind the girl has been carrying around a two year old for this entire ordeal.
Eventually the boyfriend is in his vehicle shouting obscenities' and my exes friend goes to his vehicle and what happens next is the only point of disagreement between myself and my ex. I say he hit her, my ex says he pushed her out of the way. Tomato, tomato, it was still most definitely physical assault of a dating partner and since she had the toddler it was also child abuse. My exes mom then intervenes and they separate, I go over to the girl to ask if she's is alright and she starts asking me to fight her boyfriend. Then the boyfriend threatens to shoot me!!!?????
Keep in mind this guy has never spoken to me directly. As a side note I have trained MMA for over five years at this point and it is well known that I can fight. Normally fighting/sparring is very fun for me but if this dude is actually upset and not wanting to wrestle around for fun then I was going to need him to sign a waiver before I administered the beat down. Besides the dude had a gun and had threatened to shoot me so I'm not just going to attack him?
I tried to tell my ex that we needed to leave but she refused and said that if I wanted to leave I was more than welcome but that she would be staying. I decide to stay, and the rest of the night essentially consisted of her best friend wandering around the campground crying hysterically and the boyfriend posted in his vehicle between us and the exit in some kind of sad attempt to be intimidating. At one point while my ex and her friend attempt to console the boyfriend they essentially left the child unsupervised with me and her friends neighbors.
Both of the neighbors were under 21 and definitely to intoxicated to supervise a toddler. To be honest no one there was sober enough to care for a two year old at that time. At one point I actually stopped the toddler from running into the fire while my ex and her friend made the boyfriend food. (which I bought by the way) Literally the guy assaulted his girl, threatened to shoot me, and put his child in danger and my girlfriends reaction was to make him a hamburger. I was thrown.
Towards the end of the night its starting to calm down and I was coming back from collecting firewood. The boyfriend had moved his vehicle closer to the campsite but was still not interacting with the rest of the group. When I get back my exes friend is blocking my chair so I grab another from my trunk and offer it to her so I can sit down next to my girlfriend. Apparently the boyfriend was offended by this and actually spoke to me directly for the first time by stating that I needed to pay attention to my girl and if I talked to his again he would shoot me.
I had no idea how to react; this is now the second time this dude has threatened my life with a firearm and both times with no reaction from anyone. I tell my ex again that we need to leave and I was once again dismissed. Keep in mind there is no signal at this campground; so we are completely cut off from the outside world. It was already late so everyone turned in for the night shortly after. The next morning we pack up the campsite to go home.
When we get back to my apartment, I confirm with my ex everything that happened. She did confirm that the boyfriend had threatened to shoot me twice. Like I said earlier; I say he hit his girl my ex says he pushed her out of the way. Whatever; same difference. She also confirmed she understood that because the toddler was there it made everything that happened an act of child abuse. My goal for the conversation was to get my ex to report what happened so I could sit in the background and just confirm what she was saying was true.
However, my ex just kept trying to say that this was normal behavior by her friends boyfriend and that she wasn't going to do anything. I tried to reiterate over and over that this was not "Normal" behavior and that by not reporting what happened we could be considered liable if something worse happened in the future. I am not a mandated reporter but, I clearly understood that if I was; what happened would have been a mandatory report.
My ex then blew up at me and accused me of being and asshole and trying to isolate her from her friend. This was the farthest thing from the truth; since when I was told the boyfriend was abusive, I told my ex since I hadn't seen anything I couldn't do anything but, if her friend had no where to go and wanted to leave she was more than welcome to crash in my spare room. I had to go to work to get ready for the upcoming week so I couldn't keep arguing with her and started getting ready to head out. I told her we would discuss it when I got back and left for work. While I was showering I did consider kicking her out for not taking what happened more seriously but, I decided against it because overall I still liked her at that point and I didn't want her not to have anywhere to go.
While I am at work I text her an apology because admittedly I was mean at the end when she wouldn't take what happened seriously. I told her I still didn't know exactly what I needed to do but that the boyfriends behavior was completely unacceptable. She texts me back that she was breaking up with me and going to stay with her brother. I was a little shocked by this as we had not had any disagreements up until this point and I pressed her to figure out why. At first she lied and tried to say it had nothing to do with the argument and was because she wasn't ready for a relationship. I moved past the fact we had already been in a relationship for two months, she had me in her phone as daddy, was living with me, and had started receiving mail at my apartment and just accepted that she wanted to leave.
When I got back to my apartment a couple of hours later she had already packed her stuff and left. I was sad but I have been through a lot of breakups with women I liked so this wasn't new to me. I started going through my apartment to make sure all my stuff was still there and her stuff was gone. I did reach out to here that night because I wanted her to come get the stuff she had left and at least give me the opportunity to speak my peace in person. At this point I still thought she left because she wasn't ready for a relationship and that she was at her brothers.
At the end of the night, I called her expecting her to be at her brothers, she answered and instead I found out she was at her friends? Yes the one with the boyfriend who had just threatened to shoot me, had assaulted her friend, and put his child in clear danger due to his emotional tantrum. This was the only time I truly snapped at her because I couldn't believe she would do something like that. Two things became clear to me 1.) She never cared about me and was just using me for a free place to stay and free food. Which honestly I wouldn't have cared about if she had just been honest about it. And 2.) She was no longer a witness to what had happened, she was an accessory as she was actively trying to deter me from reporting the behavior.
My understanding of the statues around child abuse is that any action taken in an attempt to conceal child abuse makes you an accessory to said child abuse. Because of all that the feelings I had for her immediately died. I decided to sleep on everything and the next day I wrote out everything that happened and emailed it myself to time stamp the report. I gave it to a coworker that I trusted just to confirm I wasn't crazy. She is a mandated reporter and her words to me were that I absolutely did need to report what happened and that if I didn't she would. So I got the number that I needed to call from my coworker and filed a police report at my local police station. A few days later CPS did pay them a visit and I received a lot of nasty texts accusing me of filing the report because she broke up with me and intentionally trying to get the child taken by child services.
She even tried to say she wanted to get back together later when she was "in a better headspace" I called bullshit because to me and everyone I have told this story to she broke up with me in order to avoid the confrontation and distract me from making the report. Her admission confirmed that her plan was to come back when I had forgotten about what had happened. I quickly told her coming back was not an option for her and that I was not interested in her anymore. AITAH?
Also an update that happened last week, some different friends of my ex reached out to me on FB. I had only met these friends once so I was suspicious as to why they reached out. They did invite me over and looking back I think they were just wanting to get the full scoop on what happened as my ex had told them virtually nothing and had been overly vague as to why we had broken up.
I told them the full story to the best of my ability and they confirmed that similar incidents had happened in the past with the couple and that they do not associate with my exes friends due to the boyfriends behavior. I also learned that apparently one of my exes brothers was on my side and thought his sister was a "fucking idiot."
My exes friends apologized to me and expressed their support and agreed I did the right thing. NGL finding that out did really validate me because it was clear to me my ex was trying to protect her friends abuser but I still didn't understand why. What I have tried to believe, in order to not have so much negative emotion towards my ex, is that in her mind she feels like if she is there with her friend she will be safe. Also if anybody asks the neighbors would be shit witnesses to what happened, they were both under 21, highly intoxicated, and while I'm not sure what they are on narcotics wise. I am 90% sure they get it from the boyfriend. I apologize if this was to long of a read but AITAH?

A few days ago, I used a qtip to clean out my ears (which now I know is a very bad idea). It's led to both my ears bleeding, and now there is pain, pressure and pus coming from both my ears. The pus often blocks out my hearing and I don't know how to drain it out. I went to the doctor and I was given ear drops, but I'm still kind of anxious as the pain is one of the worst kinds I've ever felt and I physically cannot function without painkillers. If anybody has had a similar experience or can offer advice, please do! I'm very anxious as it's the first time something like this has ever happened to me.

Nearly every night, I have a nightmare where I'm in a public place like a store or a school, and everything is normal except that everyone around me is sniffling like crazy, and there's nowhere to run, hide or block the noise, even covering my ears in the dream doesn't work
And every time I wake up from these nightmares I feel absolutely exhausted, like the nightmare actually happened in real life.
Does anyone else get nightmares about misophonia?

This is going to be long sorry
Okay so for context this is not my first time staying at this house but it was like 8 years ago for Anzac Day
Okay so me and my family are currently homeless (me 16f , dad 46m, mum 49f and nephew 3m) due to realestate agencies rejecting us. We have been homeless for around a week and a half now and 3 days ago we went up to my dad’s child hood home. It’s in the middle of nowhere where the closest place is around 40 minutes away (driving) and even then that town is little.
This house was like built in the 1970s and has not had anything done to it since.
So the people staying at the house is me, mum, dad, nephew and my nanna (dad’s side) who is elderly, almost death and has difficulty getting around.
It’s 2 bedrooms, one which is where my nanna sleeps and the other one is where my dad, mum and nephew sleep. I sleep in the lounge room on the lounge, technically there is an indoor porch thing that I could sleep in but it gets very cold in there during the nights.
Now the problems started when we first got here, there are 2 toilets, one inside and one outside. The inside one does not have a seat and you have to go through my nans room to get in there, my nan has a special seat thing bc she cannot get down that far so if you use the inside one you have to use that. Both me and my mum have big hips so we have to stand up to wipe.
The outside one isn’t much better, while it does have a seat it does not flush and you have to get a bucket to make it flush. To make it worse the tank (??) where all of the shit and piss goes in is above ground so you can still smell it.
Now in all honesty I can stand all that, what I can’t stand is the spiders and mice/rats. The both the inside and outside toilets are infested with spiders and the house is infested with mice/rats. I’m petrified of both. ( I have a fear of spiders crawling open my nose or in my ears or something and the thought of mice crawling on me as I sleep makes me throw up)
My dad and nan have been arguing all day about getting her script filled and my dad and mum have been fighting about my nephew who has not been sleeping well since we got here. My dad is in the second bedroom while my mum and nephew are on the lounge where I’m supposed to sleep and I’m in one of those reclining chair things.
You can’t drink the water here as it is extremely dirty (you can’t even brush your teeth with it) you have to use bottled water and the convenience store only sells small bottles.
The water pressure of the shower is extremely poor and has spiders around it as well.
Despite the population being only like 50 people you will get your shit stolen right from your yard. They even siphon the petrol from your car, and if you don’t have petrol around here you’re basically screwed. As the closest servo is at least 60km away
(I would like to add that this isn’t my first time being homeless it actually the 3rd)
I think that’s basically it. So yeah sorry for it being so long lol but I posted it here bc my friends just laugh at me when I talk about it and my dad doesn’t think it’s that bad. My mum just hates that it’s in the middle of nowhere otherwise she fine with it.

Well, im at beginning at my guitar journey, and the only scale I have a good understanding is the pentatonic scale and the 5 boxes, and im working on the 5 boxes of the major scale. And them I will work on melodic minor,etc.
What is pretty confusing to me, is that I find a lot of people especially on this reddit say that scales are not important. My understanding of that, is that scales arent the thing itself when it comes to improvising ,is more a grammar thing etc. And I have a feeling that many of the people that say that, practiced scales for years probably (?)
So, as a beginner I should know the fingerings of the basic scales right? The arpeggios as well.
A another quite paradoxical thing, is that in my short journey studying and learning improvisation. My most musical solos have happened in situations, where i was playing by ear, audiating the notes that I was hearing in my head. The only, theory thing I was using was scales on the single string.
So my questions are:

1. Should I even bother practice vertical scale fingerings, when Im improvising way more musically by ear and using single string scales? I guess so because they are like a building block or something like that (?)
2. How often do you practice scales? The things is, I like practicing arpeggios, but practicing scales everyday, specifically vertical box fingerings, kinda makes me hate the instrument, and Idk if this is healthy in the long run. I dig practicing Mick Goodrick style, single string scales tought.
3. Anyway I have trouble making scales sound musical when improvising. Any advice to make it musical while soloing?

32 male, 5’11” 190 lbs, otherwise healthy, occasional smoker
So l was moving into a new apartment yesterday and I noticed little red marks all over my arms legs and few on my stomach. Some light bruises as well.. I attributed this originally to the heavy lifting of furniture and thought I must of banged it on something to create the bruises. I don't have many other symptoms but I was - recently sick with a normal cold/flu like illness for about a week. Did not have a fever though.
Some of these red marks are bigger than others as you can see. They don't hurt or itch and naturally I googled it and sounds like petachiae.. I have severe healthy anxiety and now I'm freaking out thinking I have leukemia or something.
Any help is appreciated, I haven't been able to sleep or get my mind off it and the anxiety is destroying me. I made an appointment with my dermatologist but just looking for some help in the meantime time to possibly ease my mind
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I haven’t been playing much the past few weeks but I happened to see there’s a cinna collab going on rn. I like to draw so I asked my friend (she always wants me to draw things for free) if she wanted to trade, I’d draw her something and in return I’d get the cinna ears. She says yes and I tell her I’d draw up the sketch > she sends IAP > I finish drawing. She said she’s fine with that & I get started, well I just finished the sketch so I send it to her and she starts complaining about it having no color. I explain to her it’s just a sketch and the full thing will have color, and that we already discussed this before I even started. She said she wants me to finish it before she sends the IAP and I politely decline, since she already agreed to seeing the sketch first THEN she’d send the IAP. After about 2 minutes of this she calls me a few names and then blocks me. I don’t care about the ears anymore, it sucks something so little can ruin a friendship. If you looking to test a friendship here you go lol, sorry for the rant.

I [24F] had been having issues with one of my ears for the last couple of months. I was experiencing intermittent ringing in the right ear so I made an appointment with my gp to get it checked. My gp informed me that the ear was blocked with wax and that I will obviously need it removed. I’m booked in for next Monday to get this done but in the meantime, she has asked me to use Cerumol Olive Oil drops twice a day and to keep my head tilted to the side for around 15 minutes. I started doing this on Monday but since last night, my ear has been feeling blocked and there’s some pressure there. My hearing in that ear seems slightly muffled but I imagine this is because of the amount of wax in there. Can someone tell me if this is normal or not because I never had this issue before starting the drops? It’s fairly annoying.

Its officially one month after the last post about my homelessness situation. I wasnt going to update but i received this odd message from something about the crisis hotline and Thats never happened before. So my first thought was, "oh god atleast one of them thinks Im dead". As you can see, Im fine. Little sick but thats just a passing cold from getting wet in rain once or twice. Sorry for worrying you, whoever you are. This routine has been stressful but despite that, Im chugging on. Ive made some great friends in this shelter, all of them twice my age but theyre pretty chill. Some of them even randomly give me food. Without further a do, heres some other odd things that I experienced

1. In my particular shelter they have "snack time" and when I asked them why its not called a meal even though its hot and filling (For my little ass atleast) And the rep said something like, "It doesnt have much nutritional value so we legally arent allowed to call it a meal" luckily they also have bowls of fruit if youre fast enough and worried about nutrition.
2. Food related again. Ill eat pretty much anything filling, tasty and smells non lethal. Its probably a stress response to being hungry most of the time. So you can guess how surprised i was when i got into the shelter last night and found alot of extra snacks sitting by the microwave. And only because they had fish. I love fish, but apparently nobody else in the shelter does, so... Ate good.
3. Rain SUCKS! i hate hate hate HATE rain!!! . Especially since I dont live in a walkable city. Its getting everything in my backpack wet and I dont have a rain coat or umbrella so rain ruins my entire day! So invest in foot powder, when your shoes get wet they start smelling really bad.
4. The bus fare will catch up with you. I cant speak for everyone, but my workplace is a 2 hour walk, and i for the life of me cant treck that. So in short, a month of bus fare, to and from work is 60 dollars. Do you have any idea how many packets of ramen noodles that is? Get a bike. Just get a cheap bike from a pawnshop. Even when your not homeless bikes are awesome for transportation.
5. For a few brief moments alittle transphobia happened. I was woken up early by some yelling and peaked out from my bunk and the older guys was yelling something like, "Whys he in there." Then he made eye contact with me and tried to get in the dorm. But of course, since he isnt a lady pretty much every other woman with beds near the door starting chewing him out like they birthed him. He backed off but he still stares at me weird.
6. Sleep apnea, apparently having ear buds or headphones to cover your ears cant really help. The dorm isnt that big so somebody snoring or having night terrors wakes everyone up. I dont have earbuds anymore but thankfully im too tired to get woken up by stuff like that.
7. Some of the people in the shelter your in might be registered sex offenders. I thought it was stupid too, but i over heard one of the questions a new person was asked. "Have you beej convicted or accused of any sex related crimes" and the Rep followed it up with, "you wont be turned away specifically due to this." I personally think assaulters shouldnt be allowed to access shelters or any kind of support after what they did but I dont make the rules.
8. Mail. I dont remember if I covered this last time but where does the mail go if you have no home? Ask the shelter if you have the option to use this place as a place to receive mail. Mine accepts mail for anyone, bf used it to send me a birthday present.

And thats it, overall nothing too bad happened to me. Most of the big problems revolve around rain and transportation since im in a shelter now. I probably wont be updating again until Im housed again. Farewell.

I'm not certain of everything I'm going to say but I'm going to say how I think the logic of Dark Souls works. At the start, time is static and the world grey and bland and filled with still dragons made of stone. These dragons aren't living or dead. They're basically still objects.
Magic fire called the First Flame shows up underground. The fire floods the world with souls. The basic plain white souls you use as currency I will call plain souls. The still dragons get animated by these plain souls. The empty husks underground get animated too.
In Dark Souls the word 'Hollow' is an umbrella term usually meaning a body lacking a soul. Hollow meaning empty inside. I think in Dark Souls a person is not their soul but their mind, and that their soul is just a powersource. The mind is truly them. Souls aren't directly responsible for consciousness. All moving and living beings need souls to power them. Ghosts in game aren't fully people, when someone dies in Dark Souls you sometimes get hold of their soul. People leave imprints upon their soul when they die. These Souls maintain traits of their previous owner. Such as using a boss soul to make a weapon associated with them. It has its own structure. You can also crush this complex soul into the basic building blocks of souls which are plain souls. Ghosts are just souls of people who died which poorly mimic the actions and traits of their previous owners. You never really see any Ghosts doing anything new that they wouldn't have done in the past. It's just a functioning impression of someone engraved into a soul.
Light beings naturally die fully when killed which is any being stemming from the Death, Life and Light Souls. Some Silver Knights respawn only because they are illusions. Some creatures that aren't related to the Dark Soul such as rats and dogs which were likely made using the Life Soul respawn as they have eaten humans and have a Dark Soul of their own fueling them. As long as a creature has a big enough amount of souls or just a big enough soul, it is able to sustain the energy for the movement of its vessel.
The FF has 4 major souls which are represented as glowing balls of fire. The biggest soul being the Light Soul which Gwyn has. The Light Soul is associated with the flow of time and space and also lightning. 3 souls are white, light and bright while 1 is Dark.
There's a Life Soul which the Witch of Izalith uses. This soul is likely responsible for most animals in game. It also made Demons.
Nito has a Death Soul which allows all living beings to truly die, including humans if the FF is powerful enough to let his soul do that. Nito also made life using his soul by animating dead human skeletons and giants. I'm not certain if skeletons are sentient beings as they have no brain so they're likely just magical soldiers puppetted by necromancer or possibly sentient magic.
Dark makes humans.
Gwyn placed the Dark Sign upon humams which causes them to lose their Dark Soul slowly as they start to die physically or mentally. Each physical or mental death brings them closer to losing themselves. Loss of motivation or physically dying causes the Dark Sign to eat away at their humanity which fuels them. When a being loses enough of its soul it can't function properly. It goes mad and rabid and hungers for souls. Once a person goes mad they don't seem to go back to sanity. No matter how much humanity or souls a hollow consumes it stays mad. Ever since the Dark Sign was made humans were linked to flame. If flame weakens then humans revert to their immortal state but with the consequences of losing themselves upon the use of immortality which made humans so powerful. This limits their immortality. In order to kill a human fully in Dark Souls the Age of Fire needs to be active so the flame is strong enough to boost the Death Soul to kill them. If the FF is weak then humans will have to be killed repeatedly until they hollow and killed further until even the hollow loses enough of its Dark Soul so that it can't move or maybe it just actually dies as the humanity was burned fully by the Dark Sign.
All things in Dark Souls need the FF in order to kill them. The FF seems to be a fire that fuels the power of the Light, Death, Life Souls. If it weakens then so does the influence of these souls. The light Soul gets weaker and the sky duller. Humans return to their default state of immortality as the Death part of the FF can't burn their soul completely. Idk how the Life soul is affected. Maybe people can't be born until the FF is strong again. Each time someone dies it takes power from the Death Soul.
The Dark Soul is a soul that never really fades as time passes. It is associated with hunger and cold and a still peace. The Dark Soul is a good fuel source for the FF as Dark is something that in the real world never needs energy to exist. It exists in the absence of light. Creatures born of the Dark Soul are naturally immortal. They can die and come back later with no problem. I think dying is humanities' talent as when they die with a Dark Sigil, which is basically a mark of humanity without the insanity causing fire ring, the sigil gets stronger. This allows players to get more level.
Leveling up in Dark Souls is the process of fueling your soul to increase your power. Flame can use humanity as kindling. People with Light Souls can have it consumed and slowly replaced by Dark. Such as Velstadt. No matter the vessel and its soul, a person gains strength with a stronger soul. Souls can be fueled with many types of souls. Even creatures born of light souls seem to be able to gain strength through souls. Such as Seath as he should be far weaker than Kalameet but as he has some of Gwyn's soul he seems to be quite on par with Kalameet. Sister Friede is quite small but she has a powerful soul which allows her to throw you into the air and have 10 times your health. It gets confusing as creatures have multiple types of souls on them. Humans in game seem to have an ability to absorb souls from the air around them and store it somewhere on them where it can be spent and used. Humans always are powered by their Dark Soul. If they start losing their humanity they begin going insane. Having motivation seems to stop a person going mad and having their humanity burnt so severly by the Dark Sign. It gives them a reason to cling onto life and last longer.
In DS3 you are an unkindled. You aren't a basic undead. You were undead who burnt themselves to ash as you weren't powerful enough to fuel the FF. Your character in game seems to be powered by light souls. You don't use humanity but embers to fuel your new light soul. Humans look like hollows naturally without the fleshy stuff that light seems to give an illusion of. As you are now a light being you look like a fleshy human. Unless you get a Dark Sigil which is your very own Dark Soul which causes you to look like a husk, a corpse, an actual lore accurate human.
When you kill a human in game you get their plain souls that they carry as well as a piece of their humanity. Usually anyway. If you kill a primeval human which I don't think is bound by the Dark Sign it seems to die completely which is strange. Maybe you absorb it's essence completely not allowing it to take shape. If you kill Manus or Nashandra you get the plain souls that they accumulated and their Dark soul. They have their own soul that isn't just labeled humanity for some reason. That when crushed turns into white plain souls and not broken down into fragments making humanity. So plain white souls must be what all manner of souls are made from. But for some reason you can't break humanity down into plain souls. Humanity is the smallest fragment of a Dark Soul you can get before it loses it's form and breaks down further into plain souls I'm guessing.
Bonfires seem to have a bubble of time that it affects around it. In DS2 if you strengthen the flame of a bonfire the enemies seem to get stronger within the area around it. You seem to be able to strengthen enemies linked to the fire. Including humans. As light is related to time and space in DS the bonfire seems to be able to reset time for certain things. Allowing you to have a perpetual amount of souls to be farmed from enemies as long as the fire is lit.

I’m a 30-year old female. Up until I was 24 I was very socially inept, a people pleaser, and displayed “bimbo” qualities, thus I attracted some toxic friends and people. In college, I was in a sorority and during this time I also drove away many great guys who were initially interested due to my appearance, but we’re turned off once they had a conversation with me. I strongly feel in the last 6 years I have changed my ways: I am now an RN who is going to an Ivy League school to get my NP degree, worked for one of the biggest healthcare companies in the nation, feel like I set firm boundaries and say NO when I don’t want to do something( this includes favors for people and guys who I don’t get a good feeling about). I have a small super close group of friends, but my social circle has significantly decreased due to being able to filter out the “toxic” friends. What is your take on this. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
Some examples in the present day where these people still perceive me as socially inept but I stood up for myself and was so proud of it:
In 2018, I met up with a “toxic” friend just to show how much I’ve changed in that year which ended up backfiring. The subject of me being socially inept came up and I told her that was such a long time ago and how I’m not that way anymore. We went for lunch and she wanted to post on her IG story, she asked me to smile which I did pleasantly and she told me “not like that”. This was the last straw and I told her how I didn’t appreciate those comments and how she still perceived me as being socially inept and we got the check and left and never heard from her again(she blocked me on LinkedIn and IG lol).
Between 2019-2021, a guy that I would hook up with in college would periodically DM me on IG in these 2 years some degrading and disturbing comments about having sex with me. Each time I ignored the messages and even removed him as a follower in like 2020. In 2021 he requested to follow me and I told him that “idk if you get the hint by not but I don’t wish to associate with you as I now realize a whole bunch of shady things about you and don’t want to have anything to do with someone who perceives me as socially inept”. He didn’t respond to that message and luckily I haven’t heard from him since.
When I was visiting the West Coast for break this year, I stayed with one of my best friends for a few days. She was super nice and offered to give me a ride to my parents house and of course I wanted to invite her In as it was a long drive. When we got to the front door, my dad opens the door and as I’m trying to introduce my friend he pulls her hand in and whispers in my ear in my family’s language “introduce her to everyone else” as if I had no idea to do that. After she left, I confront and yell at my dad about this and say how I am so sick of the way he still perceives as being socially inept and how he constantly embarrasses me in front people because he thinks I am socially inept. He told me, well “this is just my opinion of you”. This was such a disturbing comment to me. Ever since then our conversations have been shaky.

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I don't want to be a tasteless person, but I wasn't naive enough to have my mom make a trembling-handed cake for me on my birthday. Okay, her body hasn't collapsed yet, she can still manage her affairs, but it will collapse.
I never had any problem with "this moment". Either the future is coming to me, or I'm going to it. Even in the darkest times of the past, I was young and full of hope, so the present is bright, but the future is completely dark... Whenever I think about the future, my brain short-circuits.
I wish my mom, especially my mom, could stay strong enough for us to argue, because I hadn't accounted for her aging. I woke up after the Parkinson's diagnosis. Now it bothers me again, but I can't say anything. I'm aware that there is an old and sick person in front of me. My attitude has changed now. The problem is, my attitude has changed towards everything; it has changed, or I haven't noticed over time. I've become a middle-aged person who constantly emphasizes respect and love in conversations.
I'm overly affectionate and overly respectful; yes, that's very nice, but it's also the most obvious sign of my aging. When delivery drivers are late, I don't get angry. I say, "It's okay, darling, what matters is that you come and go safely." I'm tolerant in traffic. I had an accident the other day. The shopkeepers helped together, and I was deeply moved. Then I revised my affairs in a way that could help more small businesses.
I have few but valuable friends. We don't argue, but if we do, I say, "You're my ... year friend, my brothesister. I'm really sorry if I hurt you." They do the same. In the past, we would hang up on each other and not call each other for a while. Now everyone is aware. Time is short and valuable.
The worst part is my attitude on online forums where I occasionally write. Sometimes I enter the forums of groups I like to feel young and write nonsense. Young people swear at me, I can't swear back. Then I say, "What am I doing here?" and leave, and go back to my own forums about theosophy, literature, work, etc. I guess they don't want us anymore...
As for love. That's over. I can't take anyone seriously enough to fall in love. Yes, a human being is a ladder rising to God, but if they've climbed as much as I have, we probably don't meet. They're probably all introverted like me, not communicating with anyone. The others are after physical pleasures; they have weaknesses, fears, devilish qualities... I also have a brain that can analyze quickly. Even if I admire someone at first, my admiration fades very quickly.
My longest admiration was for a rock star named Jack White. I tried a little hard to maintain my admiration, just to find inspiration. I realized he was extremely unpleasant after my analysis. Just an ordinary talented person. There are no virtuous qualities. That's over too.
These days I've gone back to the past. I listen to Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, and so on.
When Cornell died in 2017, I wasn't very aware of what was going on because I was depressed. Besides, grunge was very out of fashion. A few months ago, I could realize that Eddie Vedder was alive but aging, but it had a very bad effect. All the songs left in my ears found meaning. The bad part is, he's 60 and botoxed, but he's still in my head like in '92. I was 8 in '92, these guys were big brothers, and their music was very boring. Now I realize that the boring music was the anthem of my youth.
Oh, my sister Merich is experiencing the same awareness. When we get bored, we watch all the live concerts of Pearl Jam in '92, '93, '94... that we found on YouTube and have fun together. And then there's always the same question in our heads, "Did Jill convince Eddie Vedder to botox?" and the same joke, "If Chris saw these botoxes, he would commit suicide again..." We laugh. Then a cold wind, a brain tingling about time...
You've been stuck in the '90s for 3 hours, now it's 2024... You're 41. This girl you laughed with, your sister, is 46... The guy who crowd-surfed at the concert is 60... Your mom will call soon, she's 76... Your dad's blood pressure is high, he's 79...
We're dying badly... But not just like that. We're dying pretty fast and entropy leaves no room for love.
I looked at new terms, except for "sapiosexual", they've made up interesting terms like "noetisexual" for people like me. I don't know what I am, if I solve it, I'll be enlightened anyway.
The hell with terms. I'm a human being, just like everyone else, a victim of entropy. I'm obsessed with entropy. Let them come up with a term for that. Let them make a flag too. Asexuals have a flag. Let's have our flag too.

This probably isn't the 'right' way to do this, but it works, it's easy, and it took me a long time to figure out. Additional advice very welcome, especially for S+ on Professional.
General advice for noob speed runs:

• Run when you can, a lot of areas can be skipped by just running past everyone.
• If you're in a knife fight, and you suck like me, you can just tap L1 then R2 quickly , and consistently block and stab surprisingly efficiently, even against Krauser.
• I prefer to switch the option for 'dodge' button from circle to R3, so my finger is always on the dodge button for twitch response time.
• I also prefer to have the option on to use R2 to block like L1 does, because L1 is awkward. I think this is default.
• Use a rocket launcher on the final boss, very timesaving. There is a briefcase trinket for making rocket launchers cheaper, use this, especially when buying the 2 million peseta infinite launcher.
• Use a golden egg against Ramon if you don't have the rocket launcher, don't sell it to the Merchant, because one golden egg does 70% damage to Ramon for some reason. There is always at least one golden egg on the tiny chicken dock by the lake.
• At the end of each level, the timer stops, but you can use typewriter and mix herbs and ammo, move things to and from inventory, rearrange, assign quick buttons to weapons, etc.
• Going to the PAUSE MENU stops the timer. Going to the inventory menu, the map, dying and continuing, dying and reloading do not stop the timer. I repeat, if you play and die, that time counts against the timer, even if you load a quicksave from before that death.
• S+ ranks can only be achieved with NG+ runs, so you lose all of your upgrades and purchases and increased health bar.
• NG+ allows you to keep the guns you unlocked, most importantly the Chicago Sweeper which can be upgraded to have infinite ammo, so on a NG+ run, save pesetas to upgrade the Sweeper and 30 spinels to buy one upgrade ticket.
• NG+ runs keep your costumes, so be sure to put them on in the main menu before starting or you'll have to drop out of the game to do it. Ashley's body armor is very important. Once unlocked, she is basically a non-issue, and you can just ignore her, because she basically can't die or get taken anymore. Shaded glasses protect from flash grenade blinding. Helmets add some head protection. Gas Mask allows aim assist in all difficulty modes, deer antlers make knifes stronger, chicken head makes damage hurt less, cat ears make everything infinite ammo, etc.
• NG+ keeps your briefcases and maybe two trinkets idk. But at the beginning of a NG+ make sure to choose your briefcase and add the trinkets, they help a lot.
• Choose a gun of each type to focus on upgrading, upgrading is very expensive. Once you unlock the Chicago Sweeper, only dpend money and spinels on it at first. 30 spinels and a ton of pesetas to upgrade to unlimited ammo, making even S+ runs manageable for noobs.
• There's a room where an enemy pulls a switch right after you walk in that drops your walkway and forces you to fight your way through to the switch. A grenade or rocket launcher at the switch at the right moment lets you skip this trap.
• I think you can still snipe the church bell from the village at the introduction with the chainsaw guy to skip that entire long fight scene. Otherwise, this scene is based on killing a certain number of enemies to advance, so focus on killing as many weak enemies as possible to finish the scene. Avoiding the chainsaw man is the fastest way, imo.

SPECIFIC RUN ORDER:
EASY MODE: Beat the game two or three times, upgrade your favorite guns and earn enough to buy the infinite rocket launcher after at least one full playthrough. Use a guide to find the Castellan on each level to unlock the Primal knife. Upgrade this knife's special upgrade and it will never need repairing. You'll unlock the wolf tail, which inceases knife damage. You only need one fast run, so take some time to learn the map and complete some of the harder and more time consuming challenges. Use the spinels to buy the odd briefases. Visit the shooting range, and spend the tokens on trinkets that attach to the briefcase.
HARDCORE MODE: Skip Standard Mode, and use the infinite rockets and knife to play through on hardcore mode. You can still run past enemies in most situations, so don't spend time killing everything. Don't waste time opening crates or completing quests so you can get an A rank and unlock the suit of armor for Ashley, put it on her, and ignore her from now on.
PROFESSIONAL MODE. With the large health bar, indestructible knife, unlimited rocket launcher and indestructible Ashley, get an A rank in Pro mode to unlock the Chicago Sweeper submachine gun. Imo it is the only submachine gun that actually is useful, and its special bonus is UNLIMITED AMMO. Beating this difficulty unlocks the GAS MASK, which enables Aim Assist in all modes, so start wearing that now, making accurate quick shots possible. If you notice, sometimes it's better to release the aim and start aiming again, to instantly target an enemy.
STANDARD MODE: You still need to beat the game in standard mode, and you need to use the Chicago Sweeper for a run to earn the money to unlock all of its bonuses... its unique upgrade is infinite ammo! Even better than the rocket launcher, you won't hurt yourself as often blasting enemies at close range.
THE HARD PART... S+ RANK.
To get S+, you have to play on NG+. This means you can't use your unlimited weapons anymore. You'll have to start taking yellow herbs to increase your bar every playthrough again. BUT... you do still have the Chicago Sweeper in your inventory, and you can earn enough coin to make it unlimited ammo within the first 5 levels or so, making the last 2/3rds of the game incredibly easy.
ANY MODE: At the main menu, make sure you have Ashley's suit of armor on, and I recommend the Gas Mask for precision aiming, protection from flash grenades and some head protection. At the first typewriter, quickly assign your briefcase trinkets and pick the 'peseta increasing' briefcase to make money. For the first four levels, gather supplies and pesetas on each level quickly. Complete all of the merchant quests, they can all be done quickly once you've memorized where the blue coins are etc. If you can't do it quickly or miss one, just skip it, it's fine. But the big dog one is 8 spinels, so while time consuming it's worth it. Once you have 30 spinels, you should be able to make the Sweeper infinite ammo. At that point, you can begin to really run, no longer worried about missions or ammo.
And that's everything I've learned on my trek to try to 100% this game. I have done almost everything, except S+ on professional mode, but at least now I have the best gear I can have and my best shot at accomplishing this. Wish me luck.

So last time I was with NK (2) was on friday, and you could tell she was coming down with something. Yesterday MB texted me to ask if I could stay with her today in the morning because she wasn't feeling well and they couldn't take her to daycare. So I assumed she had a cold or something but no. Scarlet fever. They didn't even tell me, I found out because there were papers from urgent care in the kitchen.
The craziest thing is they expected me to take NK to the library today, like wtf? How can they just not give a shit about getting other people sick???
I love little girl but I'm so over NPs...

I 24 Female have been with my 24 Male husband for a total of 5 years and married for 6 months. I moved in with him and his mother and step father in law about 1 to 2 years into the relationship. My relationship with his mother was really pleasant at first, we used to enjoy each others company and spent a lot of time outside in the morning drinking coffee. Our relationship didn’t start to sour until after I had my son two years ago, at first it started with small things such as crossing boundaries with how I wanted to raise my son or telling me how to do things the “right” way. I’ll admit I should have spoken to her from the beginning to let her know how much I didn’t appreciate the constant tweaking of my parenting style. At the same time I was a new mother and I was trying to fit into the role of mother hood and I wanted to figure things out as I go along. About two months after having my son, his father and I decided to get married and my mil was the first person we told before telling everyone else the news and diving into wedding planning. After about a few weeks into planning out the wedding, she had sat us down and said if we went through with it that she would kick us out on the street and she doubt anyone would take us in, especially with a newborn. At that moment all of my respect for her vanished, and I never completely got over it. I have so much resentment for her even now. From that moment on there was a shift in our relationship, the house was so tense and I knew it was because of mainly how I felt about everything. I couldn’t be a mother to my son while my mil played helicopter mom with my son and criticized every little thing I did, I couldn’t make the decision with my partner to finally seal the deal and become husband and wife. It felt she had completely taken over everything and I couldn’t escape any of it and my husband felt just as trapped as me. At the same time he would let anything she said get under his skin, like saying our son probably has autism, or that he is definitely on the spectrum. My son is talking and not showing any signs of that. I believe she was projecting her past relationship with my husbands father onto me because she left him before they could get married. After that it was little stupid things such as snapping at me over certain diapers, or snapping at me on my wedding night (a story for another time). When my husband and I finally got married, my sister in law told me that night that my mil didn’t even want us to get married and accused me of being ungrateful, disrespectful, lazy, and went as far to say that I treat mil and step fil like slaves. Later on I found out my mil would spend her time over at her house amongst other family to get drunk and just talk crap about me. My husband started calling her out on her insanity and then he started to realize just how crazy she really was. A week ago my son was sick and had woken us up in the middle of the night and just like always, mil came out to take control of everything and she was asking about a water bottle, to see what was in it. Mind you, during this time I was already under a lot of stress, I go to school and take care of my son, and on top of that my great gramps was dieing and my nana just found out she has a cancerous tumor. My mil was aware of everything, I told her there was nothing in it and she snapped. She asked again what the hell was in it and I told her it was just water, I corrected myself. My husband was trying to calm mil down but like always, it fell on deaf ears and she had a complete meltdown. She shouted how ungrateful we were for everything she has done for us and how she wanted us out by the end of the month along with all of our shit. I snapped because during this whole piss match, my son was sobbing in my arms because she couldn’t try to stay calm. I told her fuck that, we are getting the fuck out of here right now and you better say goodbye to “my sons name”. She left to go outside before saying how she is going to sue and get her lawyer involved. Which is not ganna happen because of how much debt they are in and besides, she would have to prove abuse or neglect which are not happening to my son. We packed up and left for my parents while she just continued her rant with my husband, and when I got to my parents I was a complete mess because I had so much respect and love for this woman and now I absolutely hate her. I wasn’t going to block her until I saw a post she had put on fb with the caption “what I’ll do to my kids place”, it was a video of a guy literally pissing all over the house. On that note I completely blocked her on everything and told my husband that I never want to see her again and that when we have our own place that she will never be welcomed there. I want to let my husband take our son over there to visit but it’s only been a week and I don’t think I’m ready to let our son go over there. Especially with how she acted, knowing our son was sick and he was sobbing the whole time. So AITA at all? Need some advice on how to move forward from this.

I have a 9 wk old. Last week he developed a bit of a cough. Earlier this week I took him to the doctors. He’s never had a fever. Sleeping, eating and pooping like normal. She told me it was just a regular cold and his body had to go through the motions.
At the beginning I was giving him a low dose of Tylenol (he’s the right weight for it) however I felt like it did nothing for him so I stopped.
He is in great spirits but this damn cough won’t go away. He has some phlegm which he has no idea how to spit out so that has been causing discomfort. Yesterday it started to really affect his eating. He will eat fine but the minute he starts coughing and we remove the bottle, he refuses to take it back. I’m at my wits end trying to ensure he is getting enough food and not losing weight. I have tried all the at home remedies to help with the cough and nothing is working.
Any advice would be appreciated. I’m a first time mom and just worried that he won’t get better or that he will start to lose weight.

Hello, my gf (30f) left my (32m) apartment abruptly without much explanation after 2 years together (and living for 1), she coldly said that she wants to leave and she does not love me anymore. I tried to reason her but she was firm in her decision and she threatened with the police if I try to stop her (I did not intend to stop her at all but she wanted to make a show). She has some covert narcisist/fearful avoidant traits that led to some arguments between us in the last two weeks and then boom she just left, no matter we booked many vacations and planned events together for the summer. One of her toxic traits was extreme jealousy (she learnt that I had regular hookups before we met). For example when we are at the gym she stares me all the time if I look other women. This made me feel uncomfortable and I tried to ensure her that I am only with her, spending time together, making her compliments all the time, cooking for her, having passionate sex every day. I also felt that her female single friends increased her jealousy because every time she went out with them she was resentful towards me for a while.
So she left with all her stuff and removed me from her Facebook immediately but kept my family in it. I decided to follow the no contact rule. On the next day, a friend told me that she is on Tinder having provocative photos. No loyalty, no respect.
A week later I also installed Tinder and started meeting ladies, no for hookups but just to meet new people and spend time outside and regain some confidence. After 30 days of no contact I decided to check her but noticed that she blocked me everywhere and blocked my family as well. Perhaps she noticed my presence on Tinder or got a rebound.
I know that we are officially done but now I feel that by installing Tinder I have cut off my chances to reconnect with her. Do you think I did a mistake by activating her jealousy or it is the other way around; if she blocked me she still have feelings for me?
P.S. By the way, I recommend the no contact rule to everyone. My initial break-up pain and sorrow are now gone on 80% and I function much better. During my 20s I had some very harsh breakups but I understand one - it is very important to save your dignity and self-respect during and after the breakup.
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