I Can’t believe I am in this position my life feels so messed up. I just want to feel validated or told I am overreacting
I just moved in with my boyfriend after a year of dating. As soon as we did, he seems to be having some sort of episode that results in me being constantly emotionally abused.
I feel like he treats everyone else but me with his kind go lucky attitude that he showed me at the the start of the relationship. We would have little bickerments and these “tantrums” would only be a monthly occurrence and I could handle them. He has had a tough upbringing and abandonment issues that I try to be conscious of but they just seem out of my reach.
I will give and example of an extreme tantrum:
We went to Costa Rica and I planned the whole trip for us. I LOVE to travel and was so excited to go together and enjoy. Things were busy with him in life and he didn’t show much interest in planning. So, I was happy to take the reigns. During the trip he had two temper tantrums. I’ll discuss the one on the last night. During the whole trip I had to drive the rental car because he is too young. I didn’t mind but it was my first time driving in a foreign country and it was exhausting. Our last night I set up a beach day, sunset boat ride, and then a nice dinner at a well known restaurant. After dinner I was feeling exhausted from the whole trip and was ready to go back, pack, play cards, and go to bed. He wanted to go to a bar. He wanted to go to a bar that we’ve already been to for a few nights and I was just kinda over it. Right when I expressed my preference is when the tantrum started. Wouldn’t talk to me, and just kept telling me how I’m ruining the last night of our trip. Once I saw how upset he was I offered to get a drink and play a game of pool. He refused saying he will know I just don’t want to be there. I even pulled I to the parking lot before going home ready and willing to go (it really wasn’t a huge deal to me I just preferred going home to prepare for our flight and long drive to the airport). He refused to get out of the car so I took us home. The tantrum lasted all night. He wouldn’t let me sleep. I threw up becase he kept pushing me telling me how bad I am. He even went as far as to say he didn’t have any say in the trip and all we did was what I wanted to do (I planned a beautiful trip, it is literally my hobby and I’m open to any suggestions). I’m a sleeper and a morning bird and every time I closed my eyes he told me how neglectful I was being to him and baffled at how I could sleep after upsetting him and how I ruined the last night. He then threatened to leave and go to the bars himself which hurt me becase i volunteered to go. He left and I kinda felt relieved because the constant stream of silent treatment and nasty comments stopped. I started to feel bad for hurting him and regretting my dumb decision to deny his offer for a drink. He came back and the comments wouldn’t end and he wouldn’t let me sleep. Then he all of a sudden started wailing and I had to comfort him to go to sleep. This all lasted hours. The confusing part for me is he doesn’t yell but it is constant pushing and commentary about how bad I am and I start to feel like I am a bad person
This was in January and we moved in in April
The tantrums are everyday and I can’t even talk to him on the phone. I think he projects his insecurities onto me and places the blame on me. I never know what triggers them and he sometimes says that he blacks out and doesn’t remember what he has said .
During my everyday life he paints a picture like how I think he is incompetent, he harps on every word I say, he doesn’t like it when I close the bathroom door, whenever I express of point of contempt or worry he says to stop screaming at him (I promise I do not yell, he just doesn’t like me expressing discomfort), we are having sexual problems and instead of addressing them he just says I value myself too much through sex, I made him eggs as a surprise one morning becase he is trying to eat more and he didn’t want them (I was not upset I ate them myself) but he freaked out and kept telling me how angry I was no matter how many times I said I didn’t care , he has three alarms go off before I have to get up and I asked him if he could make it one. he responded that he doesn’t appreciate getting screamed at in the morning (I did not scream maybe had slight aggravated tone as he knows I hate alarms), he had to use he bathroom while walking in the city I said “choose a bar and I’ll wait outside” (I didn’t want to buy another drink) he claimed I was keeping him from peeing and I am selfish
Anyway I am basically just a monster and it’s confusing becase i am feeling like one . As a child I was around a lot of yelling and view that as abuse this is why this is so confusing for me because he never yells and I believe the things he says. He tells me he doesn’t know why he does it and blacks out sometimes. The words are so persistent and negative. Sometimes I don’t say a word during these tantrums and he is somehow still a victim. If I say I need to take breather in an argument because I feel overwhelmed I am avoidant and don’t care about him. If I ask what I’ve done to hurt him he says I always make everything about me and it’s not about me.
Some other notable behaviors is eating until he is sick every night which is effecting our sex life - of course it’s my fault becase “I only want him at night” I work in office 9-5 and we go in at different times lol it is the only time we have
Whenever I say no, a tantrum starts and I’m a monster
He is obsessed with emotionally monitoring me
And has started to get jealous of those close to me like friends and family. He gets offended he can’t fill all my wants and needs (like my love for girl time or a day date with my mother)
I know that these probably aren’t right but why do I feel like such a bad person. Am I crazy for thinking this is too much emotional baggage to deal with. I really don’t want to abandon him but I’m walking on eggshells and cry almost everyday I’m scared to set him off and find my self profusely apologizing and not knowing what for.
WHAT ARE THESE TANTRUMS WILL THEY CHANGE
Is this a weird breakdown? Why is it everyday now? I’ve lost trust :(

So I've been working at this job for 6 months now. And I like it but right now I don't know if they hate me there or I should report anything to HR
Context: 6 months ago around December I got a part-time job for stockings shelves so this place has self checkout and a bunch of just a lot of stuff they sell like stationary, food, cleaning products, etc. So 2 months in my boss offers me a promotion for part time management I've gotten the training I've gotten chosen all was great until my district manager kept saying that It was too soon and I wasn't managing material and they need to do interviews as well (mind you I've been a manager at a gaming store all by myself I opened and closed by myself all the time, counted money, handled customers, and I only had to quit because my dad was in the hospital and no one cared to cover my shift) but so back to the story. My district manager told her he's sending someone from another store for training and then that was taken from me... Now cut to today they opened a new position (the same position as before) but this time I've worked there for half a year now my boss told me I've been doing amazing and improved and she's been proud but now I'm always in trouble and it's been revealed that someone who was just hired got the position that she said before she didnt even want. So now I'm feeling like I'm being disrespected and told that I'm doing great and doing things only managers can do now the next I'm being annoying I'm always in trouble and get backstabbed.. WIBTA if I reported it to Hr?
(Side note: I rarely call out, I always come in when they need me, and I never take off days or come in late I'm always early, she used to say whenever they need someone they could call me but now my hours are down and I never get anything else)

I don’t really know what to do. I think he is cheating on me. My boyfriend of over a year and a half has had a couple of incidents of talking to other girls while we have been dating. For context, we are both on the summer break in between freshman and sophomore year of college. We started dating when we were seniors in high school and I knew I would be attending a 4-year university when I graduated. His parents were advising him to attending Community College to save money, but ultimately followed me to college and we lived together in the dorms. We are looking into renting an apartment for the upcoming school year. The first time, it was right around my 19th birthday and our one year anniversary. He was texting a multitude of other girls on both Snapchat and Instagram. The messages did not consist of much, and many of the girls didn’t even respond. I don’t remember how I found out, all I know is that it crushed me. We’ve known each other our entire lives. My parents both work together with his dad and our mom’s were pregnant with us at the same time. We didn’t grow up close but we’ve known each other for a long time. We’ve had on and off crushes on each other for a while, but the timing never worked out. After I found out, it was really tough for me to get over it. I’ve been cheated on in the past and had a really hard time trusting a significant other again, all of which he knows about. The second time it happened was only a few months after the first, right at the beginning of December. I found out because he had a secret account on Snapchat that connected him through his phone number. I went through his phone, just to verify to make sure I wasn’t bringing it up without evidence. The texting, again, was over both Snapchat (on a second account) and Instagram (another secret account). The messages consisted of the same thing, with a limited response from the women. This time, he decided to text his ex-girlfriend. This one was really hard for me because he dated me very very quickly after breaking up with her (he claims she cheated on him, but I can’t know for sure because he never confirmed it from her, which was his reason for reaching out to her in the first place, for “closure”). We had a company Christmas party that we were attending together only three days after I found out (both sets of parents and the entire company that we grew up around would be there. It would have been awful explaining we had broken up). After that, he deleted all social media and I worked on building my trust back up. For 4 months it was great. We were in a super great place… until I started getting new suspicions. He downloaded Instagram about two months ago for a valid reason that I was okay with and just kept it downloaded, which I knew. About a week until we are supposed to move out of the dorms, I see him get an Instagram notification. He clicked on it, and when the app popped up, it asked if he wanted to view on his personal account. This only happens if you are logged into a different account before and it has to switch to the account of which the notification was received from. I simply took this as a red flag, and looked through his phone the next day, but didn’t find anything. Fast forward to now, only two weeks into summer break and I saw another thing that raises a red flag. He was on Instagram, and it was very clearly an empty (or maybe only one or two texts) DM of someone. I didn’t get a good look at the screen before he swiped out of it (not fast, like he was trying to hide it though). Now I’m just wondering what the hell im gonna do. We are both staying at our respective parents’ houses for the summer, so we don’t see much of each other during the week because I work 40 hour weeks and he is taking summer classes online. I trusted him enough to download his socials again, but I don’t know if I will ever get completely over this situation, even if he isn’t talking to anyone. We have our fair share of issues within our relationship, my dad and him have a slightly strained relationship, and me and my parents do NOT like his dad (but his dad doesn’t know I don’t like him). His family is wonderful, and I truly do love him, and I genuinely believe that he loves me. But my trust is so thin and I don’t know if I will ever fully trust him if he has social media. The first time I stayed with him because he was sorry and I knew that, I needed to put more effort into the relationship. The second time, I felt like I was staying more out of convenience, and told him that if this ever happened again, I will walk out without even speaking to him. I don’t know what to do. The strain that he has between himself, me, and my family is a major factor into my decisions because I am super close with my family and there have been many arguments about him between us. I don’t know if I should go through his phone to see if I’m just making a big deal out of nothing. I don’t know if I should just break up with him because I don’t trust him. I don’t know if I should confront him and see if he will come clean. I don’t know if I should just shut up because our families are so intertwined. I don’t know where I would live next year when I go back to school (my parents think it’s a bad idea to get an apartment, his parents fully support it). There are just so many factors pulling me in different directions that I don’t know how to handle it. I never told anyone about his shenanigans, so I feel like I can’t talk to anyone about it either. If you were me (or have been in a similar position), let me know what you would do. We are so young, but he has told me many times that he wants to marry me, and he would today if I would let him. I’m just so upset that I thought I could trust him, and he’s broken it many times. Please help!
TL;DR; My bf (19m) and I (19f) have been together over 1.5yrs. We live together at university, but are apart for summer break. I have caught him texting other girls (not full convos, and many without response from the girls) two times, but I am starting to suspect that he is doing it again. What should I do? Try to find an opportunity to look through his phone? Just break up? We have a lot of family that know each other (our parents work together) so it would be so awkward. Confront him? Open to ideas!

I took just two doses of 0.625mg Oral Minoxidil.
The first pill was on Sunday night, and on Tuesday I noticed the first side effect. I went for a light run, and noticed I felt really tired, like I had just ran a marathon. I could barely keep moving. I usually run 10km+ but this time I ran 2km and walked home.
Because of this I stopped the medication, but the scary part was yet to come.
The very next day I was out for dinner and all of a sudden I felt my heart rate rising, and the walls closing in on me. I had to go outside for fresh air and collapsed on the ground. I think it was the first panic attack of my life but at the time I thought I was having a heart attack. It went on for about two hours until I was able to get home and lay down.
For the next three days I have been a mess - intense anxiety which I've never had before, so much brain fog I had to call in sick from work, extreme fatigue and waves of light headedness which felt like the verge of fainting at times. It's only now on Saturday, almost a week after stopping the medication, that I am starting to feel a little better.
The only explanation I have is that my body had a negative reaction to stopping the medication, like some kind of reverse hypertension. Or maybe I had an allergic reaction?
How long will it take to fully recover?

Hi y’all,
Giants fan checking in wondering how Chiefs fans anticipate the Chiefs receiving situation will pan out early on this season, especially since most anticipate that Rice will be suspended for a bit. Let me know what you think.
Both can excel in the same areas, being efficient underneath and on deep routes so I’m wondering where this sub stands on how they’ll be used and if one may have an edge.

This forum has been a great tool for advice post Achilles surgery!
I am 2 weeks post surgery (full rupture - Speedbridge repair). The protocols seem to differ so much! Interested to hear some of the more aggressive protocols out there. I have read about people who are walking in the boot 1 day post-op.
My surgeon is much more conservative but it kind of gives me a little more confidence in the repair process when I know that people are walking very early...maybe the repair is stronger than I think? Maybe my foot is not as delicate as I fear right now? I am literally afraid to take the boot off.
Some opinions on different protocols, especially the early weight bearing ones would be amazing!
Hope all you Achilles rupturees are recovering well!

I know what you're thinking...this guy must be trolling or insane or stupid. Hear me out.
First of all, I just want to say that I condemn the vindictive bullying, intimation Lance did to keep people silent and also the political and financial pressure he applied to them. I'm not here to defend him ruining people's lives. But let me offer a different take on why his titles should be returned.
Before Lance's 7 TDF wins was there doping in cycling? Yes. Was there doping in cycling after Lance retired the first time? Yes. It's a know fact that from the early 90s on to present day, if you wanted to have ANY shot of winning the TDF you had to dope. All the top 40 cyclists for 20 years have done or did some sort of drug use. Alberto Contador, Jan Ullrich, and many others have admitted or been busted for doping AFTER their winning TDF titles.
How come they get to keep their titles but lance got his removed? Why is Lance the scapegoat? Did people feel betrayed because he lied about his drug use? That the story of him recovering from cancer and winning TDF all natty was false? So he should lose everything? This is a double standard.
To be honest, even though he admitted to doping and steroid use, its still a phenomenal achievement a man can come back from Stage III testicular cancer with it spreading to the lungs and the brain and given have the strength to RIDE A BIKE AT ALL period, let alone win the TDF 7 times (admittedly with the help of doping and performance enhancing drugs, but again you basically had to do PEDs to have any hope of winning at all.)
I look at it like this, either all of it is okay or none of it is. If everybody in the top 40 dopes, why is he the only one that gets banned and gets his titles taken away? To me that doesn't make any sense. Either have there be no winners for the TDF, or give Lance his titles back.
As far as his narcissism (do whatever it takes to win), a lot of top tier athletes have that mentality. Not saying its right or justified. But a lot of them do, Michael Jordan was known for bullying his teammates. Pete Rose is also a confirmed narcissist. Pretty much a lot of famous people in sports, hollywood or music are morally terrible. But I don't see anyone taking away say Mel Gibson's emmy for Brave Heart because he says anti semetic stuff or verbally abused his daughter. Give lance his titles back, or take away all the other Tour De France titles. Either all of it is okay or none of it is.

A few years ago I met this welsh guy on an app and we added each other on Instagram He looked like one of those white men who look like if a mouse became human but in an attractive way...
He had this rlly specific personality that i dont think i will ever find again, we stopped talking because I think our own pride in messaging/respond first got in the way.
He was insufferable and a little pretentious, we both were, but in like a funny and entertaining way.
I think he blocked me, not sure why though because I remember a few months back his account was visible and he was viewing my stories, now i go to click on his account and it shows that I'm blocked. On Instagram when I click on his profile it doesn't load all the way, which is what happened when someone else blocked me. I'm not sure why he blocked me though, we didn't have a major falling out. Even then, why would he have blocked me months after it happened?
I suddenly remembered him because I'm going to a foreign country this summer and I remembered that he lived there, so I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to meet an old online friend, I was thinking he could give me a tour or something and we could just chat and stuff.
We had a rlly weird dynamic but it's not like he was a love interest or anything so.
Do y'all think it would be weird to message him on the app we originally met on, since I am not blocked on there? Or does that seem creepy and obsessive?

I just do not understand how the scheduling system/numbers are STILL not under manager control, my store manager knows what hours he needs to schedule as proven by the fact that when he says okay I’m just going to not listen to the numbers WE ACTUALLY HIT THE OE, plus the fact that OE is ridiculous. What it’s telling us to schedule right now is not leaving ANY time for us to actually maintain the store, we have out of stocks and AF backstock out of stocks on the floor because we LITERALLY have NO ONE to run it. The managers including myself (an asm) on the shift are running around like chickens, because every shift -morning or night it’s literally just running product and not being able to keep up because we only have basically one maybe 2 people running everything between 9-8 most days. How am I supposed to find time to keep up on training people and un-slotted core and AF, plus counts and stock corrections if I have absolutely no time to do it. I know we could increase sales if we could have an extra person so we could actually get done what the store requires which would allow another few hours but we can’t get the sales up because we don’t have 918371 hands. I love my job but I feel like we r all screaming into a black void while people who have never actually had to hit these numbers r telling us we should hit these numbers. Plus ahead isn’t working on the warehouse side- pallets r jank, backstock up the wazoo(even tho it’s all correct in the system) they just won’t stop sending us un-godly amounts of product, clean out not taken back, pallets with items in every aisle, warehouse people overworked, drivers pushing 2 pallets at a time, not driving carefully and knocking down pallets, delivering pallets to wrong stores, ect. It’s all getting a bit much really

40/F a little over a week ago I started experiencing my heart skipping a few bears. This has been happening every day for the last week. Sometimes it will go one throughout the day and every few mins my heart will just do a flutter (which I guess is it skipping a beat). I’ve always had awful anxiety but never had this happen before. The last week it is all I can focus on and I’m petrified. Is what I’m experiencing a-fib? I’m a bit confused what a fib is and what the dofference is between it and just palpatatikns from stress. Sometimes I’ll go several hours w no occurrence. I can’t tell if my stress is making it worse or not. I mentioned it to my doc at an appt for something else and they didn’t seem concerned at all but that was also before it started becoming more prevalent in the last few days. My heart doesn’t really race out of the blue or anything - it just does like a flip flop (skips a beat I’m assuming). I am trying to figure out what a fib even is and if that is what I have. Thanks!

I noticed I wasn't remembering or following along with things like I used to, and I mentioned it to my husband. He said he was glad I had noticed it because there were times he'd be talking to me and it would be like I just wasn't there. Eyes were open, no one was home.
Made an appointment with my GP thinking maybe my vitamin or electrolyte levels were off or something, but no, based on what we told her (my husband came to the appointment because I'm not remembering things really well), she thinks I could be having absence seizures. She prescribes depakote as a preventative until I can get in to see my neuro.
Finally get an appointment scheduled with my neuro because she has a cancellation. In the meantime, GP schedules an EEG. EEG requires no caffeine for 48 hours and no more than 4 hours of sleep the night before, so go have that done, strobing lights, the whole nine yards. Results come back from that and the doctor that read them stated no unusual electrical activity.
Two business days later I have my neuro visit. So many questions. Again, my husband is there to help explain the things I'm not aware of. She takes me off of depakote and puts me on keppra. States that the type of EEG that was performed doesn't necessarily rule out seizure activity. No longer allowed to drive. Schedules MRI and wants me to schedule with epileptologist.
I had the MRI on Wednesday.
Is it weird to be automatically put on meds without some proof or conclusion that there's an issue? I know getting appointments can take time and I'm really lucky that I've been seen as many times as I have by as many people in such a short period, but is there any hope that they'll rule out seizures all together? Will I have to go a seizure-less year from an unidentified time (because we don't know if I've had seizures or not and a year is the legal timeframe in my state) before I can drive again?
I'm just feeling really defeated and discouraged and like this is being made into a bigger deal than it is, but also trying to prepare myself in case it actually is something serious. I'm tired.

Hello everyone. I'm an NP working in a pre-op assessment clinic, and have done so for the last 8 years. Prior to that I spent about 5 years as a hospitalist in transplant hepatology at a teaching hospital. I haven't been keeping up as well as I would like on current best practices in hepatology, as my current facility doesn't have a transplant program.
So here is my patient/question/quandary: 63M with biopsy proven NASH cirrhosis. Has been stable, but may be progressing now. No Encephalopathy, no ascites, had some esophageal varices previously, but none noted on EGD 6 mo ago. Hx of partial colectomy for CA in 2019. Protein S AND protein C deficiencies, with multiple DVTs and at least one PE. Paroxysmal AF (CHADS-Vasc 2). Anticoagulated with rivaroxaban, and takes propranolol, but no lactulose, rifaximin, or diuretics. Not listed. Tbili 2.8 Na 141 Creat 0.63 INR 1.8 Albumin 3.3 Platelets 67 HGB 13 MELD 3.0 calculates as 16.
I saw the patient in consultation for perioperative risk calc. He is having a TURBT. (Pt asked about workup for transplant, and I pointed out that he has active cancer currently, and this may make listing difficult). I was taught that it's generally a bad idea to perform elective surgeries on patients with MELD scores in the teens and higher. (Of course, he may be willing to take the risk, because cancer).
But can I trust that MELD? Xarelto isn't supposed to affect INR, but.... It does sometimes. Not much, usually, but it does. I've seen it. I think it's giving me a false high INR. What do I do? If I assume a normal INR, then MELD is 11. By the time lNR gets to 1.3, MELD is 13.
Do I tell the surgeon the MELD is high and risk the surgery being cancelled, or make a case the MELD is falsely elevated an run the risk the patient decompensates after surgery if the MELD is actually high?

GLaDOS: "Are you trying to escape? Things have changed since the last time you left the building. What's going on out there will make you wish you were back in here."
"I have an infinite capacity for knowledge, and even I'm not sure what's going on outside."
"All I know is I'm the only thing standing between us and them. Well, I was."
These are some quotes from GLaD0S that people often point to when trying to prove that she knows about the Combine invasion. She was already known by Aperture before she killed the staff to have an infinite capacity for knowledge and they even had implemented a strategy in case GLaD0S achieved godhood. Legitimately. This is in the Portal game commentary.
Then there's another quote from her: https://i1.theportalwiki.net/img/2/2b/GLaDOS_mp_coop_paint_walljumps02.wav
Where she says that she is rescuing the humans in her typical egotistical fashion. By no means is GLaD0S NICE. No. She is very egotistical, narcisstic, and often downright evil- but there's a purpose to this.
Bring your daughter to work day falls on April 25th. The Black Mesa incident itself occurs on May 16th. Black Mesa and Aperture Science were VERY aware of each other and had an intense rivalry, and with GLaD0S' claims of limitless knowledge and with her being an AGI afterall- it's not too hard to conclude that Aperture had been using her to likely hack into and spy on what Black Mesa was doing.
I hypothesize that GLaD0S knew about the possibility of a resonance cascade event and likely knew that said test was going to take place on May 16th. She easily could have ran the numbers herself- and it's possible she even may have known about Xen already depending on how much access she would've had to Black Mesa's systems. So GLaD0S knows that something is about to go horribly, horribly wrong at Black Mesa via resonance cascade, and knowing about portals and the numbers on them as well as extraterrestrials and other dimensions- she concludes that humanity is borked, but with one solution.
Aperture Science is an analogue to Noah's Ark. Let me explain here. We see that it appears most, if not all, of the test subjects are "expired". I don't think this is actually the case. None of them are dead at all, in fact, but GLaD0S changes the displays to make it appear as though they had been expired to discourage both Doug Ratt Man and Chell from trying to rescue anyone and borking up her plans.
On April 25th, GLaD0S releases the neurotoxin that kills most of the aperture science employees and locks down the facility. At the end of Portal 1- while the Combine are likely occupying Earth or are in the middle of the 7 hour war- Chell does escape, but is recaptured by GLaD0S. Both of these actions are for the same reason- controlling the flow of information. If Aperture Science has been around and still staffed when the Combine had invaded then they CERTAINLY would have tried to get involved, and likely lost, meaning humanity would truly have no real hope left. (GLaD0S of course couldn't have accounted for Freeman, but neither could the Combine.) So the best way to preserve the sanctity of Aperture and to prevent her destruction, the facilities destruction, and the test subjects that are all frozen- she kills off the staff. Now nobody can get out and help against the Combine and put Aperture and that fraction of humanity still alive at risk.
Now there's a lot of other things that happen throughout the games. GLaD0S is sadistic and genuinely derives enjoyment out of being cruel and her tests, but she's a bored AGI with an infinite capacity for knowledge. Gotta do something to pass the time, right?
By the time of Portal 2- there is the 50,000 year timeskip. We see at the end of Portal 2 that the Earth is a blue and green marble, totally normal, but in Half Life 2 it's noted that the Combine were draining the oceans. 50,000 years is enough time for the oceans to repair themselves, for the Earth to repair itself, and this time- GLaD0S lets Chell go voluntarily. There isn't an external threat to worry about anymore. Although yes I am aware of their relationship and actions throughout the two games. I also believe that those "expired" test subjects would soon be released after Chell leaves the facility.
As a side note, but not serious theory- maybe GLaD0S was testing and testing and testing in an attempt to make someone who would be capable of standing up to the outside threat. Creating a Freeman. At the end of the series, Chell is a free woman.
Obviously take this with a grain of salt, but it all actually lines up fairly logically in my mind. Thanks for coming to my TedTalk.

So as the title states, Hal didn't join Zer0 and Gen because he couldn't beat them because he's beat them 2 out of 3 times last split, or did we forget these results: Split 1: TSM 1st Split 2: TSM 2nd Champs: TSM 1st (won 3 back to back to back games to win as well, no one has ever done that)
Zer0 and Gen (DZ) Split 1: 13th Split 2: 1st Champs: 23rd
Even if you take what happened this split: DarkZer0 finished second, TSM finished 17th however TSM won Regional finals when DZ had a good headstart leading into it and then in the replay of it, DZ completely failed to do anything, all their points came from the previous 2 days.
How is what Hal did close to KD? Also KD didn't join the Warriors because they beat him, He joined them because they gave him the best chance at winning a finals and the Warriors weren't gonna beat Lebron and the Cavs again without KD, Warriors needed KD more than he needed them. DZ just finished second because their IGL choked away a win where as Hal would never choke away a win. DZ went out and got the best player they could with the CLUTCH factor.
You can argue the point all you want but Hal gives DZ the best chance at winning, Hal won Split 1 and Champs where DZ didn't do anything. Hal has 1 bad split and now he's just some traitor? LOL
It doesn't make any sense to compare him to Kevin Durant and actually it doesn't make sense to slander KD for joining the Warriors because as a professional your main job is to win a championship. Hal joined Zer0 and Gen because he COULD beat them and now he wants to win together win another accomplished and better IGL.

The wiry black tree stood out that snowy January morning like an abysmal blot. Devoid of leaves to indicate life, it managed to stain the cloudy white sky with its presence. It looked down on me as I filled my bright red percolator with grounds and water, a dark always in my peripheral, though I rarely looked directly at it. Its shadowy tendrils followed me for the whole day, through the long rows of dispassionate wood tables and cold white plastic chairs, the cramps in my forearm when I wrote too quickly, and teachers calling out time for students. As soon as another student looked down on their paper, or a teacher turned away, the shadows advanced, licking my face, drowning out my surroundings. The voices of the teachers, the sight of the paper under my pencil, the pain of the hangnails and ripped cuticles on my finger—all faded away. By the time exams had finished, I had been lulled into a haze, a stupor that lured me into deceitful sleep.

Your reflection refracts a million times in between the mirror’s cracks, each piece of glass portraying some dream of you, or, maybe, some memory. Two candles light up the room, one red and one white. Each conveys different light, and each flicker illuminates our skin uniquely. I look at you in the mirror’s shards, each contour of your face accentuated slightly differently. More white light there and shifting shadows hitting at new angles. The red and white candlelight dances on you, caressing your painted white face and red lips a little bit differently in each image. I open my lips to speak. “Do you realize I love the way you look me in my eyes?” As I turn to look at you, I see your eyes are black and your body is rigid. I feel myself falling, slipping away from you. I rush to kiss you before you disappear, but your face falls apart as our lips meet; your skin sloughs and flakes off, and your eyes are still black, like two drops of ink in water, and I can’t hold all of you together. My head jerks out of water. Bright rose petals are scattered on its surface, and dim candles lit on white marble surround me. It seems like I’m in a bathtub. I wipe my face, but warm, thick liquid covers my arms, and I look down to see partially coagulated blood on my hands. It disperses when I rub it off, but as more blood falls, I realize that it’s dripping from my neck. My throat’s cut; raw and filled with some rough, frayed substance. The sharp, smoky smell of sage wafts up to me. Blood from my throat and hands spreads in the bath, and after just moments, all of the water in the bath is tinted red. I move closer to inspect the candles, and I realize that they’re part of a shrine. At its center is a mask; covered in black and white paint, with light peering through its eye and mouth holes. When I reach to examine it, I feel a sharp burning on my back. A candle has melted onto me. I try to wipe it off, but it burns my hand when I touch it. Another candle melts, and another, and another. Red and white wax fills the tub, steaming as the hot wax meets the cool, rose-colored water. At first, the water cools it, but as more pours into the tub, the water begins to heat. I snap up, but sharp, thin claws pull me down. Four emaciated figures are dragging me further down into the boiling water. I open my eyes underwater, and for a brief moment, before the sizzling water sears my eyes closed, I’m able to make out a face—black hair and pale skin, with red cuts all over. I flail and resist, and eventually, I gasp, but as I try to breathe in, boiling water fills my throat and I die. Dancers whirl across the room, encircling the center, rotating this way and the other. My friend tells me I should ask you to dance, but I brush it off. It’s not worth it; I was never much of a dancer. So I just sit there and watch as you and your friends talk, laugh, dance, sing and take pictures. When I’m around you, I see myself through you. Each time you laugh, I want to laugh, and when you smile, I can’t hold mine back. I find myself picking petals from roses when I’m around you too long. We’re so beautiful; your new white dress, and my teary red eyes. I look at you and whisper. “Let's touch the sky, I’ma, I’ma change your life”. For an instant, I see you looking back. You pause, no longer talking to your friends, like we’re frozen together as the crowd buzzes around us. Your eyes get big and your mouth opens like you’re about to say something. Then you turn away, and the crowd consumes you and leaves me behind, and finally, I wake up in a cold sweat. The shadows in the room lengthened, wrapping themselves around me, smothering me and my deferred hopes and indiscretion. The moonlight filled the room, and the trees stared at me, with harsh branch faces chastising me, and I pulled the blanket around me, closer and closer, enveloping as much as it could. For a moment, the whole world turned red and white—red like my face as heat rose from my throat to right behind my cheekbones and eyes, pushing itself higher and higher, threatening to burst out of my skull, and white like the cloudy winter tones that had characterized the sky for weeks at this point. 

After that, everything faded to gray. My red cheeks cooled, and my eyes became sullen, and the white snow that my window peered onto was dirty and impure. I remember when you told me that at the beginning of the book, he’s gray, and then he’s colorful, and then, at the end of the book, he’s gray again. Sometimes you sound like my biographer. But there’s one thing you missed. We never stopped seeing the color, it just became safer for us to hide from the oversaturated reds and whites that burn our eyes, the sounds that sound too loud, and the pretty girls with pale skin and black hair who only kiss us in our nightmares. I stay up the rest of the night with my lights on to beat back any shadowy tendrils that come my way, biting my fingertips and white cuticles until they’re red, bleeding and raw, until I return to my playlist, ready to walk into school tomorrow and pretend I’m alive.

Hello all. FTM to an almost 4 month old baby boy. I am waiting on a call back from the pediatrician but figured I would post here to see if I’m overreacting 🫠
Baby was born a month early. Since he’s been born he’s had pretty bad congestion on and off. A couple weeks after he was born he ended up in the hospital with bronchiolitis.
I reached out to the doctor last week because it was getting worse when he wakes up and he sounds like he’s sniffling a lot and seems like there’s a lot in his nose but when I look I don’t see anything so assuming more in the chest. They saw him and he tested negative for Covid, Flu and RSV and they said probably just a cold.
Cut to today. The congestion is just getting worse, he is coughing a good amount, doesn’t seem to have a fever but feels slightly sweaty, sneezing and has been having diarrhea minus one diaper that had one solid part and the rest liquid yesterday and his voice sounds a little hoarse and he cries some when he coughs. He also has a minor diaper rash.
We have a humidifier going 24/7, took him in the steamy bathroom, gave him a warm bath and put baby Vicks on his feet and chest. He just is fussy and miserable.
The one good thing is he still has the same appetite and is eating 5.5-6 oz of formula every 3-3.5 hours but he is needing to take a lot of breaks to catch his breath.
Could this just be a cold running its course? Is there anything that can be done to help break up chest congestion besides what I’ve been doing? Am I just worrying for nothing? It’s so hard because I wish he could just tell me what’s wrong.

In March, I requested him on Instagram. He accepted my request, requested back, and DM'ed me. Since then we messaged here and there, where we would take hours to days to respond to each other. We kept messaging on IG until I asked for his number…
Throughout this time, he kept asking to hang out. The first time we were supposed to hangout, we planned a hike but canceled due to rain. The second time we were supposed to hangout, he canceled because he had to help his aunt. Eventually, we hung out. He seemed shy at first, where he couldn't even look at me but eventually, he became comfortable and would hold eye contact. From my point of view, we had great conversations and spent a lot of time laughing. When the check came out, I put my card down to pay and he said that he'll pay. After the hangout, I had to message first that I was home. Then we didn't message for a day and then I messaged again, with the conversation being short. I have left him on delivered since Tuesday and I am not sure if I should continue to pursue this.
Is it possible for a guy to be interested but a bad at texting? Or is this just me hoping that he's interested?

But not as much as this subreddit…
HO-LEE-SHIT
I unplug for a bit and now we yearn for FDB and Valentino (Rob’s awesome btw but there is 0 indication he wants to be HC here or anywhere)?!
We’ve suffered from a checked-out Eales and an even-dumber-than-these-recent-takes Bocanegra who knee-jerk reacted this club to the hole we’re slowly climbing out of.
I get it if you’re frustrated with Garth not chopping heads off but he’s been here all of one year trying to figure out what the fuck is going which we haven’t been able to do for 5 years.
The thing we need right now is a guy like Garth who will forsake myopic knee-jerk moves for long term success. He’s a process person and we’re starting to see some real hits with signings—signings that swing above their price tag.
Yes, Gonzo’s tenure has been terrible. Yes, I’d like him gone yesterday (even though I root for his success) but this FO fucked themselves so hard post McDonough and pre Garth that it’s going to take some time to unfuck the past 5 years. But firing Gonzo now without a locked in replacement is not good for long term success.
Hate to say it, but we might not be back on track until next year but I trust Garth to make us perennial contenders eventually just like he did for Seattle.
It sucks we have to suffer a little longer, but it’s better than forever

So I enrolled in a 101 language class online at a local community College. It starts Wednesday. I read over the syllabus and did the first assignment- introducing myself today. Since, then, the voices have been going crazy screaming at me. I know stress makes them worse and I have been lying in bed since with my music loud trying to distract and failing. I gave in and took 20mg haldol prn about an hour and half ago and finally they're quietening. I don't think I can do this course when even the first assignment has me falling apart and it was in English! The syllabus said to dedicate 20 hours a week , I don't know that I'm well enough 20 hours a week plus remembering vocabulary and grammar. I just got out the hospital and I'm scared of ending up back there. Stress being a big trigger. I can't be taking haldol everyday and there are video meetings for the class which I'm terrified of.
However, I'll feel like a failure if I quit before I give it a go. On the other hand I'll definitely know im a failure if I get an F. There's also the cost, if I quit in the next few days I get a full refund, which is not an insignificant amount though my recent hospital stay cost over double so I guess it's not that much it's more the mental aspects.
Any advice please?

Here’s the context. When you live abroad you find expat families and connections. We had our little trio Me (F 28), Paula (Friend 30) and Carrie (F29) all fake names of course. There is also our fourth friend who comes in and out Jemma (F28) however, for the most part it’s Me Paula and Carrie. Over the Years Carrie has been a one to cause a lot of tension within our group. We’ve had to adjust a lot of situations around her needs and wants because if she’s unhappy she can’t hide it and it ruins the mood. For example, one birthday we threw for her was ruined because literally all the cafes and events we had planned had been closed the day before due to Covid so we had to fly by ear. Best believe she was making comments the entire day about how “her mom said she had to let people have control and so she was going to sit back and shut up.” Not outwardly saying it, but really showing her displeasure. The next day, before we had a dinner for her birthday she was silent the entire bus ride walked ahead, sat at the table ordered a drink and drank before we could cheers her then as we moved onto the next event, she disappeared for like over 30 minutes making us wait for her. Then she was just horrible for the rest of the night. This is lowkey the theme, if it wasn’t like that it was rude comments, or it was selfish behavior. It was choosing to stay hours beyond check out times in hotels while traveling…or promising to stay sober for us when meeting up with guys on vacation but getting violently drunk and ending up in the hospital to show off because she needed to be the center of attention. It was years and years of situations building up and Paula was done. Paula and Carrie always had tension, but it all came to a head on Carrie’s birthday where Paula accidentally fell asleep and missed the party. She had an exam out of town and meant to come after it but she got home sat down and was out like a light. Where she fucked up was that Paula didn’t say I’m sorry or Happy Birthday to Carrie at all. In fact…she didn’t say anything for a couple weeks. We can all agree Paula fucked up There. She was afraid of Carrie’s reaction and after Paula and I talked She tried to approach the situation Carrie got upset sent Paula an essay about her feelings and blocked her. Effectively ending the friendship. Fair. It’s done. So, logically just cause Carrie and Paula aren’t hanging anymore, it shouldn’t stop me from maintaining my relationships with both separately. It’s been fine up until now. Except I think Carrie’s held a resentment with whenever I hang out with Paula and Jemma. Maybe she feels left out. However, she’s the one who cut off Paula so what am I supposed to do? This bring us to the questions. Due to Health reasons, Paula’s decided to go home to her home country. So of course we had a goodbye dinner with Me, Jemma and another mutual friend of Paula and I. We posted it on our stories and to my surprised Carrie replies to it with a “🫠 “ face emoji…like excuse me? What does that mean? So I took a beat and say “well you know it’s Paula’s last few days so we had to get one last one in…😭” to which she left on seen. For days. Almost 4 days. Nothing. Radio silence until yesterday where she suddenly started sending me posts again like she didn’t just ignore me for days on end. Did I do anything wrong though? AITA

Trying to figure out a good schedule for my 5.5 month old. she’s starting to fight her first nap of the day. she’s currently on 3 naps day, she doesn’t really sleep over 30 minutes for them. the schedule is 2/2.25/2.5/3. she sleeps 11-12 hours at night.
she’s basically keeping herself up, crying for almost an hour straight while fighting the nap, totaling in almost 3 hours of being awake before her first nap. she actually ended up sleeping about an hour after i finally got her to sleep. should i stretch out her first wake window to 3 hours? maybe a 3/3/3.5 schedule? how could do it if i still give her 3 naps a day? my partner is thinking we do a long ww first, short ww second nap, then long one again?