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It’s too confusing, I want a cute partner, I want to get married and live with someone and do all the “couple” things (outside of sex and that) but then I go out and meet people and I get scared. This isn’t what I want but if that’s true then what do I want?
I’m talking to this guy, he’s nice, not many shared interests but the vibes are right. He’s decent looking, London accent is a bit to get used to but whatever, and he has no issues with me being trans, aromantic and asexual. Great catch! And sometimes I dream of spending time with him maybe even kissing or cuddling or whatever, and other times I just want to ghost him. Maybe cause it’s a big change and I’m scared because of that? But how do I move past that? How do I know that I’m ready, and what even constitutes as a good relationship anyway? It’s not like I can fall out of love cause I’d never be in it to begin with.
But let’s say we go on a couple dates, we like each other, and decide to make it official. What changes? How is it any different from being friends? If we were living together it would be different but if I’m just seeing him every other week and occasionally texting then it really seems pointless. But it’s not like you can just jump into the moving in stage of a relationship, and none of my friends are interested cause obviously that would be the easiest solution.
I just want like a Jaiden to my Alpharad, a best friend who I can live with who won’t ditch me for some other relationship (and ideally we get married at some point), but that’s not something you just stumble across unfortunately. And I do like the guy I’m talking to, but what if I’m just wasting his time? He’s not aroace, he could be dating someone like him instead of wasting his time with me. Idk

LAFC vs Dallas FC
13th Minute
Tillman still dribbling needs help. Double teamed. It's off of Farfan. Oh they're going to say it was off of Tillman. Assistant referee had no idea what he was calling there. It's a throw in for Dallas. He was making things up.
44th Minute
Campos dribbling forward. Oh, gets chopped down by Delgado from behind. A foul is called and Omar comps is down. It's an easy yellow. Coming out on Patrickson Delgado who doesn't really argue.
Delgado not trying to foul him by any means. It looks like Campos is going to be alright he helps up Delgado or I beg your pardon Campos, and Delgado you know certainly didn't want to didn't want to hurt him or anything. It was a little bit from behind and reckless. That's why it's a yellow card. It was quick and Delgado.....
Yeah Ooh Ilie Sanchez pushes Delgado, pushes Ilie back. Ille didn't like that tackle. Ille didn't like that tackle and let Delgado know about it. I want to get a replay on it. Maybe Ilie had a better angle than I did. It is a clear yellow. Getting it from behi - Yeah the sweeping leg through. The back leg didn't do as much damage as it could have thankfully. Ooh, that was a bad tackle. That was worse than I thought. That is like a really dark Yellow for Patrickson Delgado. And That's one of those where the referee says Look if that's not a red, You better never foul anybody again or I'm gonna be quick to the second yellow. You've got to be careful there.
59th minute
Tries to one touch it to Arriola It's deflected away. Oh and Ibeagha pushes down Olivera and no Call. Ibeagha flips it out of play for a throw. What is Lukasz Szpala watching there? Call the foul Referee. Ibeagha just destroyed Olivera off the ball.
67th minute
Boy they Look closer than 10 yds. That's ridiculous. Atuesta only about 26 yards away. Here he comes with a right foot. Over the wall and just over the bar. That wall was nowhere near 10 feet away. What is Lukasz Szpala counting out there? No wonder Edward was upset.He got it up and over the wall but it was never gonna be able to curl back below, because that wall was 7 yards away from him.
68th Minute
Paes says lets go along, lets waste more time. That's why you have the yellow cards in your pocket referee.
70th Minute
Oh Ferreira laid it into the path of Farfan, but that's not necessarily the guy you want trying to finish from 19. We love Marco Farfan. He got into the area and from 12 yards out he missed it by about 5 yards. Farfan, if you're wondering, has 2 goals in his MLS Career this his 134th regular season game.
78th minute
Cut off by Hollingshead right at the top of the area. Another poor pass from Ferreira. But Hollingshead had to stretch. Then he gets mugged by Arriola. How many would are you going to let Arriola give here? Yeah that's a yellow. Good Call Referee. I was wondering.... Arriola give him the thumbs up. He knows. Lukasz Szpala goes to the back pocket there. A yellow card on Arriola after a couple of really grizzly fouls. Again he's not trying to hurt anybody by any means but it was sloppy. And Hollingshead took the brunt of it.
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My (now ex) fiancé had a habit of telling small lies since the beginning. Even though they weren't huge like cheating or stealing, they put a huge strain on the relationship. I had a hard time believing anything he said. He would even swear on my life, God, our future unborn children, his parent's life, our engagement over something he swore was the truth only to find out later that it was a lie. He would tell me I was imagining it if I thought he was acting weird so I started questioning my reality only to find out later it was because he was telling a lie and trying to cover it up. I told him to please stop because it was so damaging to our relationship and our trust but he still would keep doing it. It was like every other week. Some example of the lies include "I didn't tell anyone about it besides coworkers" when he actually told his friend and father or "I have never been a plus one to a wedding" only for me to randomly see a photo of him at a wedding his ex took him to before me. Again, nothing like infidelity but I have huge trust issues to begin with, which he knew, so it hit me extra hard each time.
So one night, he was caught in several lies and he also ran to his mother (which is another thing we talked about not doing since he would play the victim and only talk about half the story so I look like the bad guy which would then turn her against me - happened before). He, as usual, said it was my fault he lies because I used to be critical in the beginning of our relationship (a year and a half ago) and I was only critical because he told me he just dates the first person to come along and that he hated his ex yet he still stayed with her and pretended so of course it made me paranoid he didn't really like me or that he'd just leave out of the blue and not think too highly about him plus that is very rude.
So what happened was I was at work and I noticed my profile name changed on a streaming app we have from "Sarah my baby" to just "Sarah" and I asked him about it and he claimed he had no idea what happened. So I asked if anyone else had the login and he said no that he never has given the login to anyone else besides me. Then I see he manually hits "log out of all devices." So when I get home I ask him again and he says yes his ex has his login still and he just forgot about it. Which takes me back to like a year ago when he first signed in on the TV and he was hiding something from me and just being so weird and I asked him what was wrong and if he was deleting something and he said no, you're imagining it, nothing's wrong. Only to find out he was deleting her profile. I was more so upset he lied to me and he involved his mother again because I know how it looks "she got mad my ex had my login still" when no it was much more than that. The lies on top of more lies.
Then when he wouldn't apologize, he just kept saying he forgot she had it, not acknowledging the lies he told and the gaslighting in the past involving it, he said I was being crazy for being hurt... I was sick of him blaming me and playing the victim like always. so I told him to get out, that I was done, and to get a hotel. I tried other things before to make him stop lying and nothing worked so I didn't know what to do. So he started walking out and then I said no stop I don't mean it. So we sat down to try to talk more about it and then eventually he goes in a snarky tone "well you made up your mind anyway, you said you were done" which obviously I wasn't if I brought him back in. But that made me frustrated so I said "okay go" and then he left and that was the last I saw him. I went to work the next day and he sent one single text saying I was overreacting and I responded with the reasons I wasn't and that his lies continue to hurt me, no matter how dumb they are. But now looking back I think it was him testing the water to see if I was actually "done," which of course I didn't think he thought I was. He would always say I was stuck with him and if I ever worry he was going to leave, to just look at my left hand at the ring. Radio silence after that. Then I came home from work and his stuff was gone and I never heard from him again. Ghost.
He did this the day before my best friend's wedding too where I was the Maid of Honor. Imagine having to give a speech about unconditional love in front of hundreds of people the day after your fiancé ghosts you.
Two weeks pass and he removes himself from the rent. Just ghost. Let me add that even though I told him that I was done and that I needed space for the night and I sent him to the hotel, it is something he has also said during arguments and it is something he has said we both know that we never mean when we're arguing. After I saw his stuff was gone I realized maybe he actually thought I was done, I reminded him of those things, and I begged him to come back but he just ghosted me without telling me he was leaving. I texted and called again and again... When he came to sign the lease removal, he asked the landlord not to tell me he was there. Which hurt me. Making it out like I am some crazy killer... I still have the $12,000 engagement ring too. I heard he quit his job too so I wonder if he's following through with our plans to move out of state without me which would be awful... or moving back to the same state at his mother.
Let me add how a day prior, we were planning on moving out of state the next month, he wanted to have our wedding in October, he wanted me to start trying for a baby after the wedding. Telling me he loved me so much, that he'd never leave me, that his life is full now because of me. He has never blocked me though so that gives me some hope. I know he blocked his ex when he broke up with her and was done with her.
I mean was it all fake? There were sooo many good times and he was my best friend. I've never had a connection like that before especially with sex. It seemed so real...

This was a few years ago now. At the time I 17m and my new wife 21f got pregnant and had a kid. Sorry but this is a long story..
A bit of needed back story though… when I was 6 my parents divorced due to my dad cheating on my mom. I didn’t realize until I was older but my dad was what you would call an abusive drunk. My mom was verbally abusive and high on pills all the time. When my parents finally got divorced I remember couch surfing with my mom because we got evicted from the house since she wasn’t able to keep a job. My dad did pay child support but I have no idea what would happen to it. There were a lot of guns, drugs, violence, and death in my younger years. I turned 12 and started to understand everything and saw my dad turning his life around with his new wife so I decided to move in with him. It was a rough couple of years but it worked out in the end. That said onto the story..
That summer was a very fulling time in my life. I graduated high school, signed up for the military, and got married in 2019. I was in boot camp for the first 10 weeks of my wife’s pregnancy as it was our only income. Flash forward to us going to my first duty station. My first duty station ended up being 5 hours away from my father’s, and 3 hours away from her parents. In early 2020 our beautiful son was born. This where things started getting bad. My wife was suffering from postpartum and refused to get treatment. So instead, her treatment was going to her parents for a few weeks at a time. Besides her mom knowing my son better than I did, this worked out well. My wife and kid were happy and healthy besides a few mental breakdowns here and there. Then Covid and the Riots started happening. I was stationed on the outskirts of a large city. My base ended up restricting travel to 50 miles outside of base (this meant I wasn’t able to drive my wife and son to her parents anymore as I’d be breaking no less than 4 articles of the UCMJ if I was caught) this is where things took a turn for the worst. My wife got separation anxiety as this was the longest she’s ever been away. We started arguing a lot more often. Everytime I went to work, she would just stay in bed with our son and do nothing at all. I got very stressed but managed to juggle a 70 hour work week, feeding and taking care of my family, cleaning our apartment, and taking care of all the bills and expenses. My command decided to put me in something called ASF which basically means twice a week on top of my regular job, I’d now do gate guard duty and work with the MP’s on a 14 hour rotation. Things got so loaded on to my metaphorical plate that I developed stress related sleep apnea and couldn’t get a good nights rest on top of all of this. Months go by and nothing is getting better. I’ve recommended therapy, couples therapy, trying to go on walks, talking it out.. my wife didn’t want to do any of it. What’s worse is still wasn’t able to hold of get to know my kid very much at all. It got it he point that in August of 2020 I decided I wasn’t going to let my kid grow up how I grew up and asked for a divorce. I didn’t want him to grow up living with resentment towards his mom and dad, I hated every second of the arguing that took place in front of him, even if he didn’t understand. It broke my heart but I felt we’d do better co parenting instead of being together.
The divorce goes through and it was uncontested. My ex wife fell in love with her best friend from her hometown and was able to quickly move on and marry within a year. She got main custody and I got weekends. I started paying child support 3 months before I had to bc I wanted to make sure they were taken care of. She moved back in with her parents, however, and this caused some strain once we were divorced seeing as how I still wasn’t allowed to travel up there that often. Things got worse between me and my now ex wife dues to the travel ban and her not willing to compromise that much. From January of 2021 to July I was only able to see my kid about 5 times in total. In July my state decided to lift the travel ban and so did my base!
I started making plans and a schedule that my ex agreed to at first. Me and my ex were not very friendly to each other however. I resorted to only texting her about making plans surrounding my son. Bc of this she retaliates and won’t let me see him. It got to the point to where I was calling the cops so they could knock on her door as I stayed by my car. There is body cam footage, recorded phone calls, text messages, and screen shots of her refusing to let me see my kid. My ex then decides to file for more custody and more child support. Wishing 2 weeks I had to take leave, find and hire a lawyer with no money to my name, gather my evidence, and show up to court on a Thursday. Thankfully my loving aunt helped me pay a portion of the retainer so we could get things started with the lawyer. My wife also filed a temporary restraining order against me stating I was “violent and a danger to her and our kid” I had evidence to prove otherwise however, so I wasn’t worried. My lawyer stated this would be considered a separate case thus doubling my retainer. At this point in time I’m living on 70% of $30,000 a year, maxed out my credit cards to pay bills, and had to find an extra $10,000 for this lawyer. My wife lived in a small town so he was literally the only other option for me. This lawyer was terrible though. He told me I had to file my own affidavit, subpoena the officers linked to my case number for the body cam footage, and file all my evidence with the court due to the short notice. I didn’t have access to half the websites due to them costing money and needing an attorneys credentials so needless to say, I didn’t get the body cam footage. Court time appears and the judge grants that I’m allowed to do supervised visits every weekend until the new year. Once the new year came I would’ve been allowed to see him on the original plan for every other week unsupervised. This had me livid, but I accepted since I just wanted to see my kid. A few weeks go by and I’m finally getting to know my son. He was the only thing that kept me going in life at this point. He was and still is my main source of happiness. My lawyer calls me randomly one day stating that my wife put on the terms that my son wasn’t allowed to see my grandparents or my aunt when he was going to start staying with me every other weekend. No reasons were given. I of course denied these changes and wanted to keep the agreement how it was. Atleast then I could keep seeing him. My ex text me later that day stating “my lawyer asked me to inform you that since you refused to sign the updated agreement the restraining order is now back in place” I called my lawyer and immediately asked him to figure this out as this shouldn’t be legal. My lawyer then asked for another $5000 as it’s another case. I told him fine but he needs to actually do some work this time. He said he’d get back to me in a week with an update. A month goes by and I end up calling him asking what the situation was with my current case and he asked for the money to be paid before he looks into it. I told him that’s not what we agreed and that I’m making regular payments as you requested. My lawyer flat out says it’s not enough. I need it up front since I don’t believe you’re able to pay it. He was right I wasn’t able to pay it but I was trying my damndest to. I took 2 weeks to deliberate and talk to family and friends about my whole situation. At this point I’m now $12,000 in lawyer debt ($3,00 is what my aunt help with earlier) $15,000 in credit card debt and surviving off of $50-$100 a week for food and gas. I can’t sleep, I’ve gained 70 pounds in the span of a year. I was getting in trouble with the military for being late due to lack of sleep, being overweight, and rarely being at work since I had to go to my ex wife’s town to fight this custody battle so often. Ultimately I decided that this is turning into my parents divorce where they were putting me and my brother in the middle of all of there disagreements and fights. That’s exactly what I was trying to prevent, so I decided I couldn’t bring myself to hurt my son with all of this anymore. I’d keep a folder full of all the screen shots, text messages, photos, affidavits, etc. when he gets older, if he decides he wants to give me a chance… if he even knows about me, I’ll have it ready for him to read so he can make his own decision. This was the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I still don’t know if it was the right thing to do..

Hey guys, I’m posting this here cuz I’m not sure what to do, I’ve tried my best to locate this long-lost uncle of mine but to no avail and so I wanna entail the help of you guys on reddit cuz you guys honestly work miracles at times. I’m looking for any sort of information on my late grandmothers’ younger brother.
I’ll give you a brief description of what happened.
In the 70’s, not sure exactly when, my grandmothers brother went missing. He had run away from home without informing anyone. No note, no clues, nothing. He left behind a wife and daughter. Worst part is my great grandma and great grandpa, who were alive and well at that time, never even filed a missing person report.
Here’s a brief description of him;
His name was Oscar Gonsalves, he was in his 30s or 40s when he went missing. His last known location is the family home located in Thangassery, Kollam, Kerala, India. He is of Anglo-Indian ethnicity. I’m so sorry but I have very limited information on him, my grandmother, this uncle’s sister, passed away back in 2018 before I could get any proper sort of information from her, my mom was a baby around the time of the disappearance and hence she doesn’t know anything. My aunty who was in her early teens at that time also doesn’t know much about him.
This uncle has 4 living siblings as of today, one of which I live close to. But the problem is that that aunty is nearing 80 and her memory is getting very foggy. I hope this post gains traction soon so I can get any sort of info from her.
There are 3 main rumors that I’ve heard which I kind of believe:

1. He was killed by members of his wife’s extended family. Reason for me to believe this is that I’ve heard from the almost 80 y/o aunty of mine that this uncle was hated by his wife’s family, they never really accepted him as a son in law and never liked him.
   
2. He ran off to Chennai (Madras at that time) and was killed by a rampant gangster and serial killer called Veerappan in Chennai. Reason for me to believe is that I’m kinda delusional and thought of this after watching a Netflix documentary on Veerappan. There is reason to believe this though, as it was very common for Anglo Indians in our locality to migrate to Madras to start over.
   
3. He ran off to Chennai and got onto a ship and set sail for Singapore from Chennai. Reason for me to believe this is that one of my aunt’s suggested this might have happened as he could have wanted to run away from any debts he had collected over the years.
   

I honestly find it very weird how this uncles’ family didn’t even care about how their son/brother just ran away and never came back. It make me think that they had a lot of differences and hence why they thought that him not being around was better than him being there.
I will try my best to get you more info (only if this gains traction) from my 80y/o aunty. I’m currently not in contact with the uncle’s wife or daughter and I don’t wanna get into contact with them just to ask them questions about their missing husband/father as I’m not sure how they feel towards him. I’m not sure if any of this info even suffices but I would love to find out what happened to him and maybe give some closure to my 80y/o aunty before she passes away or honestly, closure for me cuz this thing has been irking me for a WHILE.
If anyone is able to help, thank you so much in advance.
Okay so I just got some new info from my mom, even though she was either not born yet or just a baby at the time of the disappearance, she knows a bit of the family lore.
So, turns out this uncle was married twice.
His first marriage was with a woman named Claire (sorry don’t know her maiden name) and they had a child together named Sabrina. This Claire and Sabrina currently live in Australia. Claire is apparently 16 years older than Oscar.
He left Claire and before he could run away (don’t know how long before) he got married again. The second wife’s name, my mom doesn’t know BUT he had a daughter with the second wife as well whose name is Jacqueline. This second wife and Jacqueline currently reside in Chennai.
I study away from home but I will be going back in 2 weeks, I’ll have a chat with my 80y/o aunt and try to get the second wife’s name from her if possible.
Hope this new info is of some use.

Got broken up half a year ago, I [25F] ’ve 80% moved on but he [26M] still pops up in my mind (and nightmares) from time to time.
I moved to my current city 8.5 years ago for him (and spent 8 years together) and I found myself in memories at every corner of this city. A lot of friendships Ive made here are also mutual friends of his. Ive basically associated this city as = our city. Once what used to be a place I wish to build a family at has now become a torture daily.
Thinking of running away and moving back to my hometown/ a new city next year, but will be a big move if I do so. Wondering if anyone here has experience similar to this? Does that make a huge difference to your healing? Do you miss the friendships/ connections that you’ve built?

Hi everyone, i was listening to an olddddd playlist and Not Too Late came on, and i just wanted to say i miss Slazo and hope he is doing well. I have not been in this community for years (since he stopped uploading). Just wanted to make an appreciation post for him. I think i still remember the first video i ever saw from him, that Morgz’ Mom Diss Track video from 6 years ago. After that video he became one of my favorite youtubers of all time and i watched just about every video he put out. I explicitly remember grinding for Black Ops 4 Dark Matter for hours upon hours with his videos on repeat in the background. However, I remember being in shock when the accusations came out, but being skeptical and extremely glad when they (seemingly) ended up being false. I hoped that after that all came out, and he slowly began uploading again, he would go back to the same old posting schedule we were used to. That never happened. They were way more sporadic, and eventually stopped posting on YT all together. Ever since he stopped posting, i have not really looked at his other socials so i’m not sure if he’s active there. But i hope he’s doing good and i hope he knows how big of an impact he had on 14-17 year old me. Thanks for everything you’ve done for us Slazo <3.

Hi there! So, my boyfriend and I have been together for 3 years now. We've had our fair share of ups and downs, but things have been better in our relationship over the past year. However, one of our biggest issues has always been communication.
It feels like the only time we talk is when we're hanging out. On the days I'm not at his house or he's not at mine, I barely ever hear from him. He talks to his friends all day, every day, even when we're hanging out, but I have to wait hours for a text back. He has sworn he doesn’t get my texts or see them. But if that’s true, does he just never think to check and see if I’ve texted or ever want to talk to me during his day?
He's not a fan of calling, so we only call right before bed every night to talk a little about our day. But he often forgets to call and ends up falling asleep, which is disappointing because our call at night is one of the only times I hear from him the whole day. Some days we text for hours and have great conversations, but most of the time, it’ll be 4-to 5 short texts a day.
Today was one of those days. He went to a friend's house, and I texted him at 5:00 pm saying I loved him and to drive safe. He didn’t text anything back until midnight, 7 hours later, just to say he was going to spend the night. I understand him being busy, but I wish he’d just send a quick text to let me know what’s going on or if he is not going to be able to talk.
I’ve told him I’d like him to text more, and I feel like we never talk when we aren’t together. He always says, “I’ll text more, you’re right, I need to do better,” but after a couple of days, it goes right back to the way it was. I can’t tell if I’m being too clingy and asking for too much or if I should really be upset over this. It’s been like this since about a year into our relationship, and I don’t know what to do because I’ve tried communicating with him about it many times. Even just a “Hey, I won’t be able to text much, just wanted to let you know, but I’ll text you when I can” text would make me feel better because at least I would know he’s not ignoring me and will text when he has the time to. But he never does it. Does anyone know a possible solution to this? I don’t want to break up, but the poor communication from him makes me feel less connected to him.

This was a few years ago now. At the time I 17m and my new wife 21f got pregnant and had a kid. Sorry but this is going to be a long post.
A bit of needed back story though… when I was 6 my parents divorced due to my dad cheating on my mom. I didn’t realize until I was older but my dad was what you would call an abusive drunk. My mom was verbally abusive and high on pills all the time. When my parents finally got divorced I remember couch surfing with my mom because we got evicted from the house since she wasn’t able to keep a job. My dad did pay child support but I have no idea what would happen to it. There were a lot of guns, drugs, violence, and death in my younger years. I turned 12 and started to understand everything and saw my dad turning his life around with his new wife so I decided to move in with him. It was a rough couple of years but it worked out in the end. That said onto the story..
That summer was a very fulling time in my life. I graduated high school, signed up for the military, and got married in 2019. I was in boot camp for the first 10 weeks of my wife’s pregnancy as it was our only income. Flash forward to us going to my first duty station. My first duty station ended up being 5 hours away from my father’s, and 3 hours away from her parents. In early 2020 our beautiful son was born. This where things started getting bad. My wife was suffering from postpartum and refused to get treatment. So instead, her treatment was going to her parents for a few weeks at a time. Besides her mom knowing my son better than I did, this worked out well. My wife and kid were happy and healthy besides a few mental breakdowns here and there. Then Covid and the Riots started happening. I was stationed on the outskirts of a large city. My base ended up restricting travel to 50 miles outside of base (this meant I wasn’t able to drive my wife and son to her parents anymore as I’d be breaking no less than 4 articles of the UCMJ if I was caught) this is where things took a turn for the worst. My wife got separation anxiety as this was the longest she’s ever been away. We started arguing a lot more often. Everytime I went to work, she would just stay in bed with our son and do nothing at all. I got very stressed but managed to juggle a 70 hour work week, feeding and taking care of my family, cleaning our apartment, and taking care of all the bills and expenses. My command decided to put me in something called ASF which basically means twice a week on top of my regular job, I’d now do gate guard duty and work with the MP’s on a 14 hour rotation. Things got so loaded on to my metaphorical plate that I developed stress related sleep apnea and couldn’t get a good nights rest on top of all of this. Months go by and nothing is getting better. I’ve recommended therapy, couples therapy, trying to go on walks, talking it out.. my wife didn’t want to do any of it. What’s worse is still wasn’t able to hold of get to know my kid very much at all. It got it he point that in August of 2020 I decided I wasn’t going to let my kid grow up how I grew up and asked for a divorce. I didn’t want him to grow up living with resentment towards his mom and dad, I hated every second of the arguing that took place in front of him, even if he didn’t understand. It broke my heart but I felt we’d do better co parenting instead of being together.
The divorce goes through and it was uncontested. My ex wife fell in love with her best friend from her hometown and was able to quickly move on and marry within a year. She got main custody and I got weekends. I started paying child support 3 months before I had to bc I wanted to make sure they were taken care of. She moved back in with her parents, however, and this caused some strain once we were divorced seeing as how I still wasn’t allowed to travel up there that often. Things got worse between me and my now ex wife dues to the travel ban and her not willing to compromise that much. From January of 2021 to July I was only able to see my kid about 5 times in total. In July my state decided to lift the travel ban and so did my base!
I started making plans and a schedule that my ex agreed to at first. Me and my ex were not very friendly to each other however. I resorted to only texting her about making plans surrounding my son. Bc of this she retaliates and won’t let me see him. It got to the point to where I was calling the cops so they could knock on her door as I stayed by my car. There is body cam footage, recorded phone calls, text messages, and screen shots of her refusing to let me see my kid. My ex then decides to file for more custody and more child support. Wishing 2 weeks I had to take leave, find and hire a lawyer with no money to my name, gather my evidence, and show up to court on a Thursday. Thankfully my loving aunt helped me pay a portion of the retainer so we could get things started with the lawyer. My wife also filed a temporary restraining order against me stating I was “violent and a danger to her and our kid” I had evidence to prove otherwise however, so I wasn’t worried. My lawyer stated this would be considered a separate case thus doubling my retainer. At this point in time I’m living on 70% of $30,000 a year, maxed out my credit cards to pay bills, and had to find an extra $10,000 for this lawyer. My wife lived in a small town so he was literally the only other option for me. This lawyer was terrible though. He told me I had to file my own affidavit, subpoena the officers linked to my case number for the body cam footage, and file all my evidence with the court due to the short notice. I didn’t have access to half the websites due to them costing money and needing an attorneys credentials so needless to say, I didn’t get the body cam footage. Court time appears and the judge grants that I’m allowed to do supervised visits every weekend until the new year. Once the new year came I would’ve been allowed to see him on the original plan for every other week unsupervised. This had me livid, but I accepted since I just wanted to see my kid. A few weeks go by and I’m finally getting to know my son. He was the only thing that kept me going in life at this point. He was and still is my main source of happiness. My lawyer calls me randomly one day stating that my wife put on the terms that my son wasn’t allowed to see my grandparents or my aunt when he was going to start staying with me every other weekend. No reasons were given. I of course denied these changes and wanted to keep the agreement how it was. Atleast then I could keep seeing him. My ex text me later that day stating “my lawyer asked me to inform you that since you refused to sign the updated agreement the restraining order is now back in place” I called my lawyer and immediately asked him to figure this out as this shouldn’t be legal. My lawyer then asked for another $5000 as it’s another case. I told him fine but he needs to actually do some work this time. He said he’d get back to me in a week with an update. A month goes by and I end up calling him asking what the situation was with my current case and he asked for the money to be paid before he looks into it. I told him that’s not what we agreed and that I’m making regular payments as you requested. My lawyer flat out says it’s not enough. I need it up front since I don’t believe you’re able to pay it. He was right I wasn’t able to pay it but I was trying my damndest to. I took 2 weeks to deliberate and talk to family and friends about my whole situation. At this point I’m now $12,000 in lawyer debt ($3,00 is what my aunt help with earlier) $15,000 in credit card debt and surviving off of $50-$100 a week for food and gas. I can’t sleep, I’ve gained 70 pounds in the span of a year. I was getting in trouble with the military for being late due to lack of sleep, being overweight, and rarely being at work since I had to go to my ex wife’s town to fight this custody battle so often. Ultimately I decided that this is turning into my parents divorce where they were putting me and my brother in the middle of all of there disagreements and fights. That’s exactly what I was trying to prevent, so I decided I couldn’t bring myself to hurt my son with all of this anymore. I’d keep a folder full of all the screen shots, text messages, photos, affidavits, etc. when he gets older, if he decides he wants to give me a chance… if he even knows about me, I’ll have it ready for him to read so he can make his own decision. This was the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I still don’t know if it was the right thing to do…

I'm not a storyteller, I got some bad ADD, and I failed English like 3 times in high-school, yaaaaaay Florida public education! Me, 34m Mom mom l, maybe 58f My dad, maybe 58m My birth father, idk how old he is. Comparable age m
Some crazy bs went down between my mom and birth father when I was about 1, he had a bench warrant for grand theft auto or something like that. Mom wasn't thrilled about it and called off the marriage, they were 21, he had nowhere to go so he went back to his home country in South America. Mom then filed for paternal rights, and since he was on another continent, he didn't get the paperwork, and basically in the courts eyes abandoned me. He came back several months later to find me, and by that time both mine and my moms names had been changed and the family was hiding us from him.
By the time I was 4, my mom and dad became married, last name changed again because he had adopted me. I had a great childhood, they ended up having 4 kids together, and they stayed together until I was about 13. He worked his ass off to support us all. All all throughout my life I was happy and just didn't really have any urge to hunt down my father because I had everything I could want, I didn't feel like I was missing a father figure or anything like that.
Around age 24, I was a year in with my now wife, I got a message on IG from a guy claiming to be my father, come to find out it was, and we started talking and getting to know eachother. This was also the early stage on my dad slowly ish talking to me less amd less, started a little before I met my wife. No idea why, all I can think of is his new wife openly admitted to me and my 4 siblings that she "doesn't like kids"..... yeah, I don't get it either.
Anywho, my wife and I have been in almost daily constant contact with my birth father for the last 8-9 years, my dad has basically said nothing to us, maybe 2 or 3 merry Christmas', I got 2 happy birthdays, and 1 last minute invite to Christmas at his place. He's met our, currently 4 years old, twins 2 times, first time at a funeral when they were 1, and the 2nd time a couple months ago at my brother's wedding, which was also the first time he met our 1 year old.
So late last year, our roommate that was helping us pay for our home, ended up moving out, not paying for the month of rent, I was the only one making money and just could not afford the house anymore. We both hate it here in Florida, we're not happy here, we don't have help, even being surrounded by a lot of family members, we decided, let's make a major leap, chase our dreams of living in the mountains, live more rural, live simply, and go and finally meet my birth father, hell yeah dude! Well our friends love the Idea, some of our family has begun to show their true colors.
Back in March, my wife made a cute post about our cool ass, totally not ugly, baby boy turning 1, my dad replied to my birth fathers wife's comment (her comments have always been nothing but joyous, celebration of whatever is going on, truly a woman that just loves life) in Spanish so she could read it "su marido nunca pago por su hijo" which translates to "her husband never pays for his son". This has rubbed me the wrong way since. And he hasn't answered anything about it. Today, he replied to my wife's post asking for help from our group of friends to find a place I can store a special vehicle of mine that we don't want to sell or lose. His reply "birth father will pay for it, just like he paid child support.. not." ......... well guess what, my blood is boiling.
Dad adopted me, and from my understanding, you don't get child support when the kid is adopted. My dad was adopted, and recently found his birth family and has started a relationship with them as well as visited them. My younger brother heart reacted the comment, my wife made replied kindly asking "why the hostility? I don't understand" then the same brother laugh reacted her comment. Now I want to scorch the earth. I haven't said anything to either of them. I'm about to create a group chat with my siblings and and my dad telling them to get whatever they have against my family off their chest, because I am fed up with being talked about behind my back. I'm the only sibling with a different father. I've had nothing but great things to say about my family life, my parents, my siblings, and it seems like they've all turned on me for things like, not being social because I stopped drinking, became a homebody happy family man, and not chasing them down, learning their schedules, and having them come over to be apart of their niece and nephews lives, which we told everyone on multiple occasions "just come over, someone is almost always home".
Our twins were born during covid lockdowns, like 2 weeks in, before that my family was over the moon, hyping up how much time they're gonna spend with our kids, and all the typical things, reality ended up being beyond the opposite. 1 brother has come over twice, 1 sister came over once, the other brother that reacted to comments, he hasn't come over at all, not even asked, Noone has so much as checked on our family, showed any interest past wanting us to drive babies 2 hours for Thanksgiving and Christmas, then getting salty that we couldn't go for medical reasons for a few years.
I guess I need some guidance of how to handle this, we've since deleted my dad's most recent comment, my wife, the absolute Saint that she is, sent a couple voice recordings to reach out and see why he's saying these things. I'm in the boat of block them, it's been 4 years, and to me they've made it crystal clear to me that they aren't in the least bit interested in being apart of our lives, or our kids lives.
Am I the asshole? How should I proceed.
We are going to live with my father for at least 3 months, if we like it, we will come back briefly to finalize some things and become dual citizens. We are going, and soon.

hey guys, I know this sounds really stupid, but I really needed advice and I am in a foreign country all by myself and have no one else to talk to. so my boyfriend and I decided to go on study abroads because he really wanted to go to a country that he’s studying the language of and I wanted to go to a country that I always loved and had a connection with so right now we have a seven hour time difference and have not seen each other since January. We have been together for a little under a year and a half and have been fighting for the past three months due to communication or lack there of. he is a very independent person and does not like to text or talk a lot unless it’s in person. Which brings us to our problems. I want to talk to my significant other and have calls or text throughout the day even if it’s not a lot however he doesn’t feel the need to since he communicates with his family every three days and says that’s how it should be. We have weekly dates which I typically plan or remind him, and we also have nightly calls. Those range a little on the longer side for my sake, he says. he has told me that he would text me throughout the day however I caught onto the fact that he never does unless I do first and I had a relationship like that before and it didn’t end well and he knows that. yesterday I texted him in the morning to our conversation that we previously had and did not say good morning just texted him. I had not heard back from him until he called me that night at 4 AM after he got back with his friends and we talked and I brought up the fact that he says that he would text me if I gave him the opportunity. he got really upset at the fact that I tested him and I rely and or wait on him for a text. he then flipped a switch and said is it a crime to want to hang out with my friends which I responded no and I had no problem with him hanging out with his friends I would just like to be a part of his day, which he does not believe can be possible because we are abroad, and I shouldn’t need to be part of his day. He said that he has friends and he’s sorry that I don’t have many friends on the study abroad, but that’s not his fault. I told him if he’s gonna keep being mean then I don’t think we would work. I hung up. I texted him about 40 minutes later saying hey I love you. You know my rule is not to go to bed angry but please call me in the morning so we can talk. I went to bed and woke up to no call or text. so I proceeded to text him saying hey please call me. He then ignored it, went on a run and called me afterwards saying we need to break up. I personally don’t believe that we should break up and I think this is a rash decision because midterms are coming up and he is stressed. as well as I see him in a week as I fly to his country. he told me that he does not want to see me that I should cancel all of our trips because (we have an upcoming trip where he will come and see me at the end of his study abroad so we can go back home together since we have a house that we are renting at our Uni) we are broken up and he does not feel like we should see each other. I asked him if there was any possibility of us getting back together he said no, I asked about our house, Our friends, our friendship and he is undecided. I called one of his friends. He thinks he is also stressed and is making a rash decision. I read himy thoughts and how I believe we should try one more time and he thought the letter was really good and we would stay together. However, I know my boyfriend and he is very stubborn once he makes his mind up to something he will not change it so Am I the Asshole not wanting to break up?

Lost my grandmother 2yrs, 3 months, and a day ago. I've had issues on and off since then but I've been doing so well. Haven't cried in 2 years. Now it's 3am here and here I am. Sitting on my couch. Having sobbed for the first time in 2yrs. I was doing fine. Watching TV. And the scene in avatar where Iroh is in Ba Sing Se and sings to his son came on. Id never seen it before and thought it was touching so I looked it up on YouTube because I wasn't paying attention for half of it. It tickled something in me. I was just going to go to bed but. I needed to touch her urn. So I did. And then I hugged it and then I lost it. I found some grief music to fill the silence and I lost it. I hugged the urn. Kissed it. Damn it, I miss her like hell. I talked to her urn. Told her all the things I miss. Told her to come back. Got angry. Told her all the things she was supposed to do, all the people she was supposed to meet. Apologized for a million things. Hugged the urn tight again. Need to go wipe my face off. My nose is running like a gotdanged faucet but. I just can't get up. Part of me wants to take her with me while I get up and clean up. Part of me thinks I should put her back in her spot because I can't hold on forever and it's a way to symbolize that so my brain can understand it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't such a gruesome death. I mean. She drowned on her own saliva because we turned her over like the hospice nurse said. Except the hospice nurse didn't say it would make her die faster, or that she was getting annoyed at having to constantly rework her schedule because my grandma had end stage COPD and stayed alive thru sheer will. She was supposed to die days earlier but even when the oxygen tank was doing nothing for her, she continued gasping day in and day out because she wasn't ready and if she was going to die it would be on her own terms. It was what was best but goddamn it it was so horrible. And the worst part is I wasn't even in the room when she went. I was her favorite person and I wasn't there. I went to go put the dog outside so she wouldn't get on the bed with her. And I walked back in and everyone was standing around her and my cousin said to me "you know she's passed, right?" And I had a touching moment with my grandpa where he kissed her forehead, pulled the sheet up, and I hugged him. It was the only death I've ever gotten closure on. But it's the one that hurts the worst. Crazy how these things work out. God damnit it miss her. S'damn much. 64. She would've turned 65. She would've been married 45 years. Just wish she could be here with me today. I should really take her to see her brother. Just wish he were alive too. But. Wishes are for Disney movies. In the meantime, I need to go blow my nose and get whatever sleep I can before 6am.
To those also navigating the complex world of grief and loss, good luck on your journey towards peace with yourself and your lost loved one/ones.

Hey there! 👋 I'm Daniel, a 24-year-old adventure enthusiast originally from India, now exploring the breathtaking landscapes of Scotland. I'm looking for someone special who shares my zest for life, excitement, and deep conversations.

About Me:

Faith: My Christian faith is central to who I am, guiding my values and aspirations. I'm looking to build a relationship rooted in mutual respect, shared values, and spiritual growth.
Interests: - Adventure Junkie: Whether it's hiking scenic trails, exploring hidden gems, or hitting the road in my dream car (BMW 🚗), I'm always up for an adventure. - Music Lover: My playlist is constantly evolving with new beats and classics. - Culinary Explorer: Cooking is my passion, and I'm always trying out new recipes and cuisines. - Movie and Anime Buff: Big fan of movies and anime, especially K-dramas! 🙈 - Tech Enthusiast: As a full-stack developer, I love creating with Python, especially art with turtle graphics. - Gamer: Obsessed with Genshin Impact, but also love GTA 5, Valorant, PUBG Mobile, COD Warzone, AAA games, Fall Guys, and Red Dead Redemption 2.
Personality: Friendly, funny, and caring. I'm a non-smoker and non-drinker who believes in living life to the fullest. I'm all about open, honest communication and quick responses.

What I'm Looking For:

Age Range: Ideally, someone between 20-28 years old.
Faith: A committed Christian who shares my values and wants to build a faith-centered relationship.
Interests: Someone who loves adventures, engaging in deep conversations, and shares some of my interests in movies, anime, and gaming.
Openness to Relocation: While I'm based in Scotland, I'm open to long-distance relationships and potential relocation for the right person.

Why You Should Message Me:

• Adventure Awaits: If you love excitement and exploration, we're going to have a blast together. From road trips to hiking expeditions, I’m always ready for the next adventure.
• Culinary Delights: If you enjoy good food, you'll love my culinary creations. Cooking together can be one of our favorite pastimes.
• Shared Passions: Whether it’s geeking out over tech, swapping game tips, or discussing the latest K-drama, we’ll never run out of things to talk about.
• Attentive and Caring: I value deep connections and am committed to nurturing a relationship built on trust and understanding. You can count on me to be supportive and responsive.
• Faith and Values: If your faith is important to you, you'll find a partner who respects and shares that commitment, aiming to grow together spiritually.

I’m excited to meet someone who shares my enthusiasm for life and adventure. Let’s connect, make unforgettable memories, and embark on this journey together. Ready for an adventure? 🌟
Send me a message and let’s start our story!

I 33M, I am dating my first highschool date 31F, after 20 years since our first "date". We were kids and things didn't worked out but we randomly met at a bar and started talking again. She confessed to me that she always loved me, that I broke her heart (that actually tore me apart) and she missed me all this time. So, since then, we spend lots of hours on the phone, daily. She texts me how much she misses me when she's with her friends. She does everything for me. Yes, she may be stubborn as a mule but her sweet side overall is much bigger than her stubborn side. I miss her too and I try to tell her every chance I get. We occasionally make love and other stuff and it's wonderful. I never want her to leave my house. She is a positive influence and energy even though sometimes she drives me crazy with her aforementioned stubborness.
Now for the catch. She's supposed to get married in a month. Now, I don't want to find excuses for myself, I know I'm guilty as much as she is. But I really don't know the guy. Never saw him. I think I'd have an hard time to recognize him even if I met him in person. She talks so freely about her wedding and how things are going to be. She also mentioned that she doesn't want to change things between us even after marriage. From what I understand her fiancee is a great guy but she owns the house and the car and everything else. He doesn't have a nice family background and leaving him would be a disaster for her. Friends in common, her family loves him, he'd have to move somewhere else and start all over. I don't want that to happen. I really wish things would work out for them, and I know I sound very hypocritical, I'm making no bones about what ginormous asshole I am. On the other hand, how can the nice sweet and caring person I love can also be this double faced, lying and cunning girl? I've had my relationships and I never cheated. I'm not judging who did it in the past, I know this kind of things happen on a daily basis, a million times a day. However, doesn't she see that her marriage is doomed from the beginning? When I say she loves me I think she is sincere. She really does everything for me. When I was sick in bed with a bad flu she never left my side. She surprises me with little things. She cherishes me. She always tells me how beautiful I am. She spends every second of her free time, and she doesn't have much, she works three jobs, with me. She calls me every chance she has, she really does the unthinkable for me. That's to say that it would be physically impossible for her to have another lover besides me.
Still tho, am I being cunned as well? Should I cancel her number and block her? I've tried in the past to "break up" but she broke in tears and begged me not to. That she loves me so much that losing me twice would kill her. I really don't know what to do. I love her. I find her very attractive. Funny. Beautiful. But this can't go on.
I'm not expecting sympathy, but I'd like to know your take on this experience I'm living.
What should I do?

I play path to glory in a small playgroup with a couple of friends and enjoy it a lot.
One person in the group plays tzeentch and he fields 3 wizards with 3 endless spells. I know you can only use 1 endless spell per one wizard.
We field an average of 1000 points armies and these endless spells sweep every army we put against tzeentch.
Is there anything more to the rules of endless spells that we missed or does any one have any tips how to handle deal againt such an army?
If there is nothing in the rules about this, we will try to talk about some homerule to limit those endless spells a little to make it more fun for the rest of us.
But i wanted to know first if we understand all the rules correctly.
Thanks.

So 2 days ago my girlfriend sent me a couple of nudes. And I love her body so fucking much...I just told her that she looks amazing and that body is perfect....She then said that she has 10 more photos that she took which and she'll show me all of em ... but I'll have to tell her which one's the best to post on reddit. Idk why but that felt a bit weird to me....I said don't send me any photos if you want but just don't post it on reddit....she asked me why ... I couldn't explain much...i just told her that it's weird for me as a boyfriend to know that his girlfriend has posted a nude on reddit and now random guys will sexualize her. Ofcourse She won't show me on what subreddit she's posted them.... but still it'll be weird to me idk why....Then after a bit of argument i said "Do whatever you like" and went offline....She texted me back after maybe 5 hours ... sending some memes... I asked her if she posted it....she said that she did and the comments are "regular" I asked her one of the comments and she said one guy commented "sunkissed suits you" or sumn....I felt weird....I argued that why did you post it....she said what's wrong with it ...no one knows it's me and I'm not showing my face....I was just angry and it was almost 2am...so I just slept without replying....The next day I didn't text her....then she messaged me asking me how long am I not going to talk to her....I explained the whole thing from my pov is weird ... Then she told me that she did post it... but it got deleted due to less karma or something... And she further argued that even if she posted it's not a thing to be concerned about....she said that she isn't showing her face....and it's just fun to know what people think....she said that me saying that she's beautiful is good ... but she doesn't feel confident enough and she wants people to judge her ....(Ofcourse people on those subreddits will praise her for posting a nude) but idk .... She hasn't posted the nude...i mean she did but it got deleted according to her...but this argument which i started makes her think that what's wrong in posting a nude if it will help her gain some confidence and why am I being so weird about it... Help me out guys.

I (M21) have been in a relationship with my partner (NB21) for almost 3 years. We’ve hit a point in our relationship that I’ve never had to deal with before. We are currently on a break. And as much as I hate that term it was either that or a break up and I love this person with all my heart and would do anything to make it work.
Mini personal info before getting in to what lead us here. They are my 2nd but first REAL relationship to this extent with someone. And I already had a good mindset about mental health but had no idea about BPD especially undiagnosed and diagnosed differences. Once we made things official they opened up and were very honest about what I could be getting into. I told them I’d make things work and we’d figure it out. We’ve even gotten to the point of having a note we collab on so I can ask questions and she can answer them and I always can go back and look if I’m lost or confused. I’ve done plenty of research and try my best to respect what they go through. They’ve even done better for themselves since being together such as, no more self harm and feeling more comfortable being around me even when they switch most of the time. They go to college and we’ve had to adjust to long distance and back and forth visits but they’re currently down for the summer. Since they’ve been down they struggle to make friends down here and the home they’re staying in is with their family that they’ve gotten a lot of trauma from.
To get back to the main topic, this began a week from today. We went out camping with their family for the weekend and on the night before we left the campsite I noticed they were very distant and short with convo. I realized this must’ve been a switch and knew I had to be patient. The next morning comes and I noticed it was the same. When we got back to their place they gave me dirty laundry to put away and I stupidly put them in the wrong places this triggered them and made things a bit worse. Once I left for work I went home after and noticed even her texts were still pretty dry and short. Which is normal for this behavior. I tried to make conversation and change the topic to keep convos going. For the next 2 days it felt like what I can best describe as being emotionally neglected getting no convo or life out of them. On those 2 days, were my days off of work and I tried to link up to eat together since they were close by but we ended up missing each other. We later saw each other for their little sister’s concert but I went to go get their brother a vape before coming. (i was told the wrong time and already late so i figured i’d just get it first, kind of slow ik) This added fuel to the fire. After the concert I tried to talk with them a bit when we were out with their family but it was the same vibe. I even tried to offer plans for tomorrow or even after we were done hanging with family. But the way they rejected I took a little personally, since it just felt like I was just getting nowhere. The next day they had to take their brother to a baseball game and I selfishly choose not to go simply because they were going to be out all day up at the baseball game and I wanted to genuinely relax at home. I texted them while they were there trying to make a conversation but it just kept dying. Eventually when they were leaving I texted and asked if they were upset with me personally. They opened up and said that the whole situation still had them angry simply because they felt like it was just very stupid to mess that up (i wouldn’t say they’re wrong) and that they had emotionless detachment from me JUST me. When they switch they usually show it towards everyone unapologetically. I’ve never dealt with that before and it honestly hurt reading it so i replied with simply “okay” and went to bed shortly after. I was in my head but tried to keep texting we couldn’t hangout because i work long hours and I usually try to make up for that in the weekends when i see them but this time due to what they said i asked pretty much if there was any point of me being over there and they pretty much replied you can come if you want to this unfortunately started to turn into a argument since I began to get more frustrated from not getting a straight answer and not knowing what to do it got really bad to the point I said triggering things such as “you need to help yourself more.” and “it just feels like you want to be mad at me.”These things were said out of pure emotional defense but it destroyed them. In the middle of the argument they opened up and said they were reallly tired of the texting and how things felt the same as if they still up in college even though they’re back home. Due to what I said they feel like I truly can’t handle being with them and being broken up is the better answer since things like this have been a repeated through the years and have steadily gotten a bit worse over time. I tried to explain it was simply the fact that they were emotionless towards me and being told that directly made me feel like whatever i said or did had no emotional value therefore had no meaning in their eyes. We agreed on a week break of no contact no location no nothing. This is currently day 3 and I’ve been trying to do a lot of self reflection on myself so I can have a clear mindset for this person to be there for them and love them for who they are but it’s hard to not get emotionally defensive myself sometimes.
I know this is a long read but any advice would mean the world. I know we can make this work I just feel like I need a better way of handling certain situations. I hope I made everything clear if anything isn’t don’t be afraid to ask!
thank you for reading :)

It had been 3 years since Nightwing had left Gotham, the titans and everyone behind, starting his new life in Blüdhaven after being felt abandoned by Bruce, especially with Jason Todd arriving and replacing him.
That’s when he saw the news, Batman was missing, 3 days ago there were sightings of Batman heading towards Arkham and a few hours later the whole of Arkham and Blackgate were loose, two face, penguin, scarecrow, the joker, all of them cutting up Gotham, taking over the city and causing chaos.
Now he was sitting on his bike outside the manor he used to call home, knowing that whatever was going to happen, it was going to be a lot of bad memories and having to reconcile with a lot of people he used to call family.
Hey! So this is the basic plot, an action/mystery story with a bit of romance, I’m hoping for you to play one of Nightwings old flames, preferably starfire or batgirl but I’m very much open to options! If the idea catches your interest shoot me a message with any ideas you have for the story and who you’d want to play! Can’t wait to hear from you.

this is a very unorganized late night rant/vent but i really hate what restriction has done to me. i just got a text that my dad (he lives 2 hours away) is coming over to have an early lunch with us at this restaurant we love... despite enjoying the taste it’s very caloric with huge portions and no nutritional info stated anywhere so its kinda fear food of mine.
i always try to spend time with my dad but it just sucks (but also understandable) that he comes over to treat us to food. i want to see him but i don’t want to eat that stuff (i have my meals meticulously planned for the next week)..
and i know some might say just allow yourself to have this but the thing is i genuinely have such a lack of appetite i couldn’t.. my hunger cues are very messed up that i don’t feel physically hungry majority of the time anymore and i know if i go and tell my family that im just gonna hear the whole spiel about not eating and that ive ‘lost enough weight’ and make anything uncomfortable and i dont wanna do that to them.. and i can’t exactly say i ate beforehand cause they already know its a lie.
what makes it worse is i already missed a workout today already since no one was home all day, i could’ve gone for hours without anyone judging.. plus i have been giving into mental hungecravings a lot recently and mindlessly eating when i genuinely am not hungry. i’m just really sad because i know ill probably lie and say i cant make it… as the title summarizes, only being able to see family at activities strongly revolving around food sucks a lot.

My entitled classmate thinks I’ll allow him to walk all over me, so I got revenge by getting him kicked out of the school.
Okay now before I start, I’m probably a bit young to be on this app but I don’t care and I have a good feeling people will tell me I’m dramatic since I’m “jUsT a KiD” complaining about school. I need a place to vent when I don’t want to bother my friends.
So I (12F) am a student at a school which I won’t mention the name of for my privacy. I have this classmate, we’ll call him Jace. (Not his real name) Jace and I never got along. In the UK, we have this thing called “transition day” where in our last year of primary school, we would visit the high school we got accepted into. So I saw my high school and I instantly fell in love with the place, I was so excited to start going there and I was so happy. I was making new friends, getting a tour around the place and I learned so many things about the school. Everything was going well.. until I met Jace. From the start, he was always really mean to me. He mocked my voice, my accent and even made it look like I was full of myself. (Which I’m not, I’m actually really insecure about how I looks). He even called me a racial slur because I’m black. I told him to fuck off and that he was paler than his white shirt, which I got in trouble for but didn’t give two shits since I was defending myself. This had gone on up until Year 8 (The year I’m currently in) He kept being racist and this has gone on for a year and a half and I was sick of it. He acted like he owned me and that I was his toy, but enough was enough. I was planning my revenge and oh was it worth seeing his reaction. Me and my friends (Who I’ll call Arianna and Selena for the sake of their privacy) came up with a plan to get him kicked out of the school for good as he had actually been racist to my friends too. Me and Selena are both black and Arianna is mixed race. Since I sit next to Jace in History, we thought it would be the perfect time to record him. I had my phone underneath my desk and recorded as he whispered racial slurs to me as the teacher was talking. I did this for about a month before I finally went to my head teacher’s office and showed her the recordings, she listened and her eyes widened. She then went on to say some bullshit on how she never thought Jace would do something like this as he was “a sweet boy” more like a manipulative devil. Anyways, on his last day, she went on the announcements and was so straightforward I couldn’t help but smile. She said “Sorry students and teachers for interrupting your lessons but I have to announce that Jace (last name) will no longer be attending here at (school name) high school, this will be his last day. Thank you!” Jace’s face went pale, I mean paler than he already was. He glared at me and asked if I had anything to do with this. I said no, innocently. Obviously playing the nice girl game. He had no proof I was the reason of his permanent exclusion. Therefore he couldn’t accuse me of anything. At lunchtime, me and my friends were laughing our heads off and singing in a mocking tone “Goodbye Jace~ This a grace~ we won’t miss you and neither will the class~!” It was probably the happiest day of my high school. Jace left the school on his last day and that was the last time anyone ever heard or saw him. And I never had to deal with a person like Jace ever again.