Sarcastic insulting quotes

Me and my family were playing Monopoly without my dad because he didn't want to join, and we paused to eat, i checked the fridge and saw the covered bowl with my dough wasn't there so i asked my dad where was it, my dad said he threw it out and i quote "It was as hard as a rock", i was sad about it but didn't let it show at first, i asked why he didn't ask before throwing it out and he said that because "it was so hard he didn't even need to ask", i was angered by this and started questioning him with the same question and others like "Why when i do something you always throw it out without asking?", "If you made dough and i threw it out, would you be okay with that?", he always answered with the same it was as hard as a rock and that even stray dogs wouldn't eat it. It was a dough that could be refrigerated up to 3 days and it was the second day so it wasn't bad, i also made cookies the day i made it and my family ate it, INCLUDING MY DAD AND HE LIKED THE COOKIES, so he didn't have any reason to throw it like the other things i made and he threw out like Boba, it turned terribly and i'm sorta thankful he threw it out but it still sorta hurt and seems he physically can't ask ME, AND ONLY ME, he asks my mom and my sister before throwing out their things, IT'S ONLY ME THAT HE DOESN'T ASK. I headed to my room and calmed down, then i got back to the table and then a discussion started again, he's a proud man in his 50's, i hereditated his proudness and I WAS PROUD OF MY DOUGH AND HE JUST THREW OUT THE THING I WORKED FOR, i asked him to tell me face to face that he was wrong and that he was sorry. That man can't apologize even if his balls were falling off, he's a proud coward that can't take responsibility of what he does, he also tried to get me to forgive him by making me food, he's usually a loving and caring man that wouldn't hurt a fly but right now he's being a jackass, that's family for you. He's a grown man and i'm a teenager and i know i should apologize too but c'mon! You have a wife and two kids and can't say sorry? Also my mom and sister agree with me and say he should apologize, my mom tries to defend me but acts like i can't defend myself, i told my mom this and she stopped. If he doesn't acknowledge that he was in the wrong, then i won't apologize for insulting him in our discussion (he never insulted me), i know i'm not a pure and always right angel, so i still have to ask, am i the 4sshole? Gosh this looks so dumb to be mad about now that i'm looking at it

Shared false memories are often perpetuated when one person's false memory, misquote, joke or inaccurate reference makes it into pop culture where it is seen by millions.
SHATNER, SALLY FIELD & HANNIBAL Jim Carrey in Ace Ventura calling a monacled man the Monopoly guy, or doing Shatner from The Twilight Zone, "There's... someone on the wing! Some... THING!" or imitating Sally Field in The Mask and Hannibal Lecter in The Cable Guy: these were comedic impressions, not quotes.
TANK MAN & THE LINDBERGH BABY I was recently watching episodes of The West Wing which perpetuated 2 more common MEs. Richard Schiff's character mentions people watching TV and seeing a man get run over by a tank - a reference to Tiananmen square. A woman sarcastically confesses to a crime, adding that if you search her house, you'll find the Lindbergh baby. People watching could easily remember these events incorrectly.
GHOST POTTERY Patrick Swayze was still alive during the pottery scene. Family Guy spoofed this scene with Swayze's character as a ghost, and you have probably seen similar spoofs, leading to the false memory that he was a ghost in that scene. YOU WANT SOME CORNBREAD, MR. JINGLES? Michael Clarke Duncan's character rarely interacted with Mr. Jingles and never fed him cornbread. That was a different inmate. The Simpsons spoofed this, with MCD saying "You want some cornbread, Mr. Jingles?" which is how many people remember the movie. SARAH MICHELLE GELLAR'S DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE In I Know What You Did Last Summer, SMG witnesses a murder while performing on stage, to a stunned audience who remain silent. Some people remember the audience erupting in applause. That was a parody scene in Scary Movie.
You may have seen a different version of a popular movie as a child.
PHILOSOPHER'S STONE There are 2 versions of the first Harry Potter movie. The title macguffin is called the Sorcerer's Stone in American releases, the Philosopher's Stone in UK and Canada.
AUSTRALIAN PETER PAN If you remember Peter Pan having a British accent, Tinkerbell saving him from a poisoned cake, and Smee going home to his mother at the end, the you saw an Australian version not made by Disney. This one MESSED with my head after watching the Disney version as an adult.
CALIGULA There are MANY different edits of this film based on it's country and time of release and censorship laws. Some versions include hard-core pornographic scenes which were cut in other versions. Some versions have the order of scenes mixed up. You could watch 2 versions edited so differently that the plot is not even the same. I have seen 2: one that starts with Caligula in bed with his sister, the other that starts with a hunting scene intended to come later.
BRIAN COX AS HANNIBAL LECTER? You may have seen either or both Manhunter and Red Dragon - 2 adaptations of the same novel. Manhunter came out before Silence of the Lambs and featured Brian Cox. Red Dragon was made later as a prequel featuring Anthony Hopkins. There could be many instances of people confusing originals and remakes.
If you tend to watch DVD special features, you may remember deleted or alternate scenes more vividly than the actual movie.
DON'T DROP THAT NECKLACE, ROSE! Yes, there was an alternate ending of Titanic in which Bill Paxton confronted Old Rose on the back of the ship, but it completely messed with the flow and the audience's catharsis. Bravo to James Cameron for chosing the better ending. One of my Favorite movies.
IT'S THE DIRTIEST JOKES THAT STAY WITH YOU Years after watching Team America: World Police on DVD, the only 2 scenes I remembered were a disgustingly graphic scat sex scene between two marionettes, and a scene of man-on-man oral sex that ended with the superior saying it would be hard to make his subordinate into the perfect soldier... because he's gay now. I was dismayed when I watched it a second time and both these scenes were absent. Turns out, years ago, I watched the deleted scenes in the DVD special features.
Historical films VS reenactments
HOUSTON, WE'VE HAD A PROBLEM This is the line as it was actually spoken in real life and, subsequently, in several dramatic reenactments. In the popular movie, Tom Hanks says "Houston, we HAVE a problem."
THAT'S NOT HOW THEY KILLED BIN LADEN! Shortly after it happened, you may have watched one of several dramatic reenactments of the raid, including an animated recreation of the actual helmet cam footage, which differed drastically from how it was portrayed in Zero Dark Thirty. Aside from the production quality, the reenactments were far more enthralling.
FALSE TRAILERS Yes, sometimes a movie trailer is made using whatever footage is available, before the final cut of the film is finished. Therefore, it is not uncommon for scenes from the trailer to be missing from the movie.
WATCH OUT FOR THAT TIE FIGHTER! That's right, Jyn never comes face-to-face with a TIE fighter in Rogue One, despite it being one of the most exciting shots from the trailer.
LIVE. DIE. REPEAT. Not the title of the movie. It was called Edge of Tomorrow, though you wouldn't know it from the constant repetition of the tag line in the trailer and minimal use of the actual title. Most DVD/Blu-ray releases have this tag line prominently on the cover art, so viewers know what movie it is.
SOUNDS LIKE A SEXY HAMBURGER! Seth Rogen never says this in Superbad, in reference to the fake name McLovin, but it is one of the most memorable lines from the time of the film's release.
False memories sometimes form from combining several related ones.
TINKERBELL DOTS THE I No, she doesn't. But you've seen her flitting across the screen and flicking a wand to make words appear or the castle disappear in several different title sequences. See the Disney home video one, for example.
I SEE WHITE PEOPLE! No, the line spoofing The Sixth Sense was not spoken in Scary Movie, but you DID hear it the same year. At the 2000 Oscars, host Billy Crystal did a bit where he had the camera zoom up on celebrities in the audience and he said what they were thinking in that moment. He spoke this line when the camera was zoomed in on Michael Clarke Duncan, to much laughter.
SINBAD THE... SUPERVILLAIN? Sinbad did not play a genie called Shazaam, but in 1996, the same year Shaq played Kazaam, Sinbad played a mischievous character in a ridiculous costume as the main antagonist in the Christmas film Jingle All the Way. You may have combined these 2 images in your memory.
THAT DARN CORNUCOPIA No, it wasn't part of the Fruit of the Loom logo, but it was a frequently reproduced image every kid saw in school when they learned about Thanksgiving. The 2 images were so similar that many teachers made the assumption they were the same, telling kids they may have seen it on their underwear. In fact, the cornucopia image was so common, it seems to have even been used on some knock-off brands of socks and underwear, making this MA totally understandable.
MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL... The evil queen never said it when you were a kid, but Lord Farquad did in Shrek when you were a bit older, which probably misinformed your memory of the original line.
IT'S THE EYE OF THE TIGER... Does the song make you think of the movie Rocky? It shouldn't. It was never used in the original film, only the sequels. Although Rocky's original theme music is just as iconic.
OH, NO! NOT PLASTIC SHEETS! There were none on the floor for Tommy's hit in Goodfellas, but you may be thinking of a similar scene in Lethal Weapon 2.
IS LIBERTY ISLAND A THING? Yes, it always was. You always associated it with the immigrants who came over through Ellis Island when you learned about them in school. Your teachers may not have bothered telling you the name of the island that houses the statue and you assumed it was the same. And here's something else to think about: Liberty Island is located in the waters of New Jersey, not New York.
THAT'S THE WRONG ACTOR! Meg Ryan was not Maverick's love iterest in Top Gun; she was Goose's wife. Some people made that mistake as Ryan soon became a household name and was mentioned in a lot of the film's marketing, especially for the home video release. Ben Affleck was not in Saving Private Ryan, but you have seen him collaborate with Matt Damon many times, and there was an actor named Edward Burns who bares a bit of a resemblance to him. I hope not many of you have made this mistake, but some people remember Angelina Jolie in the original Mission Impossible. It was an actress named Emanuelle Beart... thank God, since she was playing the wife of Jon Voight - Jolie's father. And of course, anyone who watched The X-Files as a kid might remember some episodes with David Duchovney as Agent Mulder, when it was really his replacement, Robert Patrick as Agent Doggett.
Sometimes, a movie or show doesn't go the way you were expecting, or you think "wouldn't this have been better" and your mind dwells on your own version more than on how it actually happened, then, years later, you only remember your version. In some cases, so many people were thinking the same thing, that when you mention your ending later, others say "Oh, yeah! That was great!"
DOLLY'S BRACES She never had any. But she did have pigtails which, like braces, are often associated with youth and feminine cuteness. Add to that the fact that Jaws had metal teeth and you were rooting for them to get together, and it would have given them some great common ground. So when she gave that slow, shy smile at the end, you saw what you wanted to see.
THEY WERE DEAD THE WHOLE TIME! That's not how Lost ended. Whine all you want, or just go and watch it again and pay attention. It was such a popular theory that people were simply expecting it. The popularity of the theory inspired the producers to give us a glimpse into the afterlife in the last season, but by the end, it was made very clear that everything that happened on the island really happened. Christian might as well have been looking directly into the camera when he spelled it out for his son. But many of you couldn't accept that your theory was wrong. If you watched the Jimmy Kimmel Live special that immediately followed the finale, you saw that even Jimmy subscribed to this theory and refused to let it go. It was a classy move for the cast to refrain from berating him about it on his own show.
AVE SOL INVICTUS! The Sun is classified as a yellow dwarf star, which is why it has always been drawn yellow. Since you were a kid, you drew the Sun with a yellow crayon. When you were older, you learned that sunlight is white light, which is composed of every color in the spectrum. White light surrounds us all the time, but we don't see it. We only see the colors that are reflected off surfaces based on their material composition. The Sun EMITS white light, but it APPEARS yellow, or orange-yellow.
That's all I've got for now. I hope I've given you lots to think about and would love to hear your responses!

TW: SA, SH, Alcoholism, Death
I just learned my father is sexually harassing my friend, and it’s brought up a lot of conflict due to his history and I don’t know how to process, let alone what to do.
Some backstory: Years ago, my father was convicted of SA against my best friend. Can't say some specifics due to this subs rules, but I think you can piece it together. My mother and father (parents have been separated basically my whole life) agreed not to tell me why he was suddenly missing. When I did find out, I was kept in the dark about a lot of it including who it was - maybe four years later I asked my mom "whatever happened to so and so" and found out. I was also told not to tell anyone at school and basically to shut up about it. I later learned this was due to some rules many schools have where I live about felon parents.
Anyway, it was a really dark time in my life before I even knew what happened. When I finally learned what he did, a year later, it took me a long time to even fully understand the situation. I just missed my dad. But he wasn’t the same, and to be honest I was afraid of him. I would keep in mind where the nearest phone was, lock my door at night, etc. I'm still extremely uncomfortable when he's drunk. In court, he blamed his actions on alcohol mixed with his medication (btw he never served time). Whenever I bought up what happened, he’d say what is there to talk about or he didn’t want to talk, which I understood, but I deserved that conversation. The few times we sorta talked, he said it was the biggest mistake of his life. Some part of me wanted to laugh and say "I sure hope so." Tbh I don't think he fully blames himself. I remember once he rolled his eyes at the MeToo movement and complained it made it hard to get a job (he had a job). Who knows.
To add to things, I never got a say in what happen next. They made me “make up” the lost time with my dad over two-ish years, so I saw him much more often than mom, while I was still internalizing everything. I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone until I graduated HS. I begged for therapy but didn’t get it for another three years. To quote my sobbing mom, “I hoped you would forget about it.”
After lots of therapy our relationship grew better. There's not a day I don't think of this period in my life, but I've accepted it. We play games together, watch tv, and have a surface level "normal" relationship.
Now some backstory on this week's episode. A different friend, we'll call her Mary(~67F), can be best described as a grandmother to me. She was my grandfather's right hand for a company they built together. 40 years of strong friendship and a prosperous financial business. I met her very young when I was visiting grandpa. Every year I'd come back and she'd have a gift. Mary is the sweetest most patient person I know. She's just one of those old souls who is the epitomy of joy. She was the face of the company and loved by all clients.
Last year, my grandfather died of cancer. It was a huge hit for her and my family. Mary probably knew him the best of anyone at the funeral, including my father, who ended up inheriting his company. My dad didn't really know Mary at all, and was maybe shocked to learn we were friends. Since my grandfather's passing we've become much closer and text frequently. She's truly a dear friend.
When my grandfather knew he didn't have much time left, he asked Mary to stay with the company. She hated him for that but always says that with a smile. It's hard for her to stay. My father, after much stress and thinking, decided to sell the company. He knows nothing about how to run it and honestly I thought that was the way to go too. Mary wanted to leave, but continues to work her ass off for this company. Now, of course, she's an advisor to my father.
A few days ago Mary told me my dad was sexually harassing her. She said he won't do important business unless she goes on a week trip to Vegas with him, saying he loves her, sending explicit photos, saying she's too cute to stop, etc. Just nasty, horrible things. I believe her 110%. Apperently they talked after attorneys were brought up and he said he would stop, but he ended with telling her to "repeat that part about spreading your legs" (referencing something she said about how he thought this made her feel).
I thought maybe my dad made one really huge mistake a long time ago and that this one mistake might not show what kind of a man he is, or maybe I just wanted to believe that. But now I'm not so sure. I want to barf and cry. I've spent so much time working through what he did, the depression, the hatred, the confusion. I'm insulted he could do this again. Has he no empathy or care in the world? I know this harassment isn't to the same extremes, but this is months and months of harassment. Not one mistake, hundreds, and seemingly without regret. And Mary is married, and my late grandfathers friend, and my friend. It's just so fucked. I feel I don't know if I know who my dad is. He is family, and he loves me, and I always thought he did his best, which is all I could ask for. These stories paint him in horrible lights, but many have said he's a great man. Being there, helping people financially, etc. There's a reason I was able to build back our relationship. But now I just don't know what to do.
Any advice or thoughts? Should I keep this to myself? Accept my dad is human? Should I confront him? Thanks for reading, and take care of yourself this weekend.
Tldr: My dad, a convicted sex offender, whom I've been able to rebuild a relationship with has been sexually harassing my old friend for months. Help.

Book Two: The Academy- Part 10
“Well,” Holly said as they walked briskly through the tunnel, “Our next class is self-defense against dragons. I could do with beating up a dragon after what just happened.”
Buck did not think the very first class would involve actually fighting dragons, but he got her sentiment. Bulrush’s antagonistic behavior towards him and the other kids seemed to be worsening, and he too felt upset about it.
“I mean,” Badger said, “It’s one dragon out of dozens. And Ms. Cranberry said that Bulrush would be disciplined.”
“Oh yes, a ‘very stern talking-to’ from Tsunami,” Holly responded sarcastically, “He’ll be quivering in fear!”
“We’ll just have to see how things work out,” Bailey finished, “It did seem like Moonwatcher was taking it seriously.”
The next door they passed read “Clay’s Self-Defense Cave.” The students took the stairs down and found themselves in a cave that was surprisingly open to the sky on one end. Towards the edge stood Clay.
“Welcome!” Clay greeted them as they reached the bottom. “Please assemble into a single line across this room.”
The students arranged themselves accordingly, and Clay approached them. Buck felt a chill as the dragon came closer. The dragon towered over them, and he wondered deep down how a human could ever defend themselves against such a huge creature.
“My name is Clay,” Clay said, “And I’m going to ensure you have the ability to stay alive if a dragon sets their sights on you.”
Clay set himself down on his belly, curling his legs into a relaxed position. “Most dragons aren’t like the monsters you read about in storybooks. We’re just like you, with hopes, dreams, and fears. Most dragons have agreed to stop attacking humans, and many are learning to see humans as friends. But we’re not all the same. Some dragons still want to hurt humans, for various reasons. So I’m going to help you all learn how to protect yourself.
Clay pointed towards a large collection of holes in the wall on the far side of the room. “The most important skill you have that we don’t… is your size. You can move much quicker than a dragon and hide in places we can’t reach. So this will be our first lesson. I want you to run as fast as you can into those small tunnels. This time I won’t be chasing you, I just want to see how fast you can get there. On your marks…”
Buck steeled himself and focused on the tunnels, as his classmates also prepared to run.
“Get set…”
Buck took a deep breath.
“Go!”
Buck and his classmates took off at a sprint towards the hole, the pattering of their feet on the stone echoing off of the ceiling. Everything went swimmingly… until they reached the tunnels.
Holly and Patience attempted to jam themselves into the same hole, and it quickly became apparent they would not simultaneously fit. “OW!” Holly exclaimed, “That’s my ankle!”
“Sorry!” Patience apologized.
“Hey, that’s my hole!” Sala cried as Badger crammed himself into the smallest tunnel.
After a clamoring arose among the students, Buck stopped short of the tunnels, left outside as the room began to fill with the sound of arguing kids.
“GUYS!” Clay shouted, calling the students to attention. The students all emerged from the holes, with Holly’s hair noticeably shaken up.
“That is not how you survive a dragon attack,” Clay explained, “If you’re being chased by one of us, arguing over which hole you hide in should be the least of your worries.”
Buck sighed, and looked back at the students. They gradually emerged from the holes and dusted themselves off.
“There are some holes above the ones you were all trying to cram into,” Clay said, “The right thing to do would simply be climbing into the upper holes instead of fighting over the easy ones. How about we head back over here and give it another shot?”
The students practiced several times running into the tunnels, with less and less chaos with each attempt. On one occasion Buck beat everyone else to the holes and he showed off to them by leaping into the air from a sprint, grasping the edge of the highest opening, and pulling himself up into the hole, beaming proudly at the approaching students from his new vantage point.
“Good job, Buck!” Clay called to him. The other students gradually got into holes, and Clay clapped his talons. “Alright, that’s a good start for today! Come on out and we’ll have a cooldown.”
Buck threw his legs out of the hole and made motions to jump down, but he looked at the floor and instantly froze. His feet could not reach the floor. He let out a shaky sigh, as the distance between his feet and the floor seemed to stretch. W-what if that’s too high? What do I do if I fall? What if my legs break?
“Hey, Buck?” Clay called to him, “You doing okay?”
“I’ll be a minute!” Buck kept trying to make the jump, but every time he tried to move, his instincts took over and he reared back, too scared to leap off. Bailey, meanwhile, gave him a knowing look, and Buck remembered why: his old tree-climbing escapades. Back then, it was way easier to go up than to go down. Apparently, that was still the case.
“Buck, it’s okay!” Bailey shouted at him, “That’s nowhere near as high as the trees you used to climb!”
“Is he scared of heights?” Sala asked himself. Buck heard Holly chuckle in response, and Buck blushed vividly back at her.
Clay, meanwhile, began to walk towards Buck. “Hang on, little guy, I’ll get you out of there.” Clay reached the holes and placed a paw just below Buck’s dangling legs. “Here, hop on.” Buck sighed and fell down onto Clay’s paw, and he gently set him down on the floor. Buck sighed and stepped off.
As Buck rejoined the class, he saw Holly continue to stifle laughter, and Bailey meanwhile gave her dirty looks. Perhaps they would get into a spat about it once they were in their dorms. Buck sat in a shaded corner of the classroom and stared at the clouds soaring overhead.
He picked out something that was definitely not a cloud, however. It had wings, and bright orange scales. And it was headed straight for them.
Clay saw the dragon too, and apparently made a lightning-quick threat assessment, before his eyes narrowed. “Kids, go to the tunnels. Hurry!”
A hushed murmur came over the students and this time they wasted no time getting to the tunnels. They seamlessly organized themselves in the holes and pushed themselves as far to the back of them as they could.
Buck watched Clay as he glared into the sky in the general direction of the approaching dragon. He began to move towards it, sparks beginning to fly from his mouth. With no moment to spare, he let out a searing streak of fire, but the incoming dragon dodged, crashing to its feet and snarling loudly at Clay.
“Leave… this… at once!” Clay roared in Dragon at the SkyWing, with Buck only being able to catch certain words.
The SkyWing chuckled darkly. It spoke, for some reason, in Human. “Like they have any reason to be here. Why educate a bunch of furry savages!?” Perhaps the dragon was trying to intimidate the humans by insulting them in their own tongue. Buck’s heart sank, though Clay bristled hearing his students get insulted.
Clay roared and leaped at the dragon, tackling it to the ground before the SkyWing corrected itself, putting it on top of him, and the dragon raised its head, preparing to bite the MudWing’s neck. Clay snarled and used his hind legs to force the SkyWing off of him and into the air, and both dragons stood, circling each other and growling.
Buck could do nothing but shiver and watch. This was his second time witnessing a dragon attack in a week, though this time, he had a dragon defending him. He heard one of the kids whimper above him, though he could not identify which one had made the noise.
The SkyWing broke formation and shoved past Clay, making a beeline for the caves and causing the kids to erupt into a chorus of terrified screams. “Time for roast scavenger!” the SkyWing roared and it prepared to blast the whole tunnel system in fire-breath. Buck stared down the dragon’s open maw and made his final prayers to the Spirit of the Third Moon, before, almost as if being answered, his arms prickled up, and he again saw the Moon shining overhead, and when Buck raised his arm, the SkyWing was stopped instantly and lifted into the air, its legs pedaling around and its head frantically looking around, looking for the source of the mysterious force.
Buck began to sweat. Holding this power for long against something so big was straining him. But he did not need to wait long before the floating SkyWing was grabbed from behind by Clay, and he briefly looked at the kids with a bewildered expression before he smiled nervously. “Alright kids, look away!” Buck did not get the memo in time, as he witnessed Clay grasp the SkyWing’s neck with both paws and he violently twisted it, making a loud snap as the enemy dragon fell limp, hitting the floor hard, then Buck lowered his arm and his power left him. Buck stepped out of the tunnel, though his legs were wobbly from exertion. Clay was staring at the dead dragon at his feet, then over at the humans, who were mostly still in the tunnels and apparently refusing to leave for now.
Clay began to shiver, looking back and forth between the SkyWing and the kids. “M-moons above… That almost… could have been…”
Bailey ran up to Buck and hugged him. “You saved us again!” she cried into his shoulder, though Buck paled when he saw Holly glaring daggers into both him and Bailey.
“Saved how exactly?” Holly asked inquisitively, “What exactly did you do that made a whole entire dragon start to float like a balloon!?”
Buck realized he had accidentally exposed something he probably should have kept secret. Clay, meanwhile, dusted himself off, shook the fear out of his head, and stepped around the dead SkyWing to look straight at Buck. “Yes, I’d like to know too. That looked awfully a lot like Animus power.”
Buck shook nervously, but he realized he had nothing left to lose by explaining himself. So he did. He told the humans and Clay about the Spirit of the Third Moon, and the visions, and how he had been given “the power to protect.”
“Three Moons,” Clay breathed, “So you’re basically a walking Animus enchantment. That ‘Spirit’ must have put a spell on you to be able to help protect anyone you care about. Kind of like a good-intentioned version what Darkstalker did with his soldiers.”
“So it’s just a power to ‘protect’ then?” Holly asked incredulously, “Couldn’t you have just taken the initiative and used some kind of instant-kill power to get rid of the dragon before it was about to kill us?”
Buck shrugged. “I was kind of put on the spot by the Spirit. I thought it was just a weird dream until the power popped out the first time.”
“Well, it’s a miracle, to be sure,” Clay said, sighing. “Anyway, I suppose I owe you an explanation. That dragon… was likely one of the Scourge’s followers.”
“You’re kidding,” Badger shivered, “That dragon has friends now!?”
“Yes,” Clay said sadly, “They’ve managed to accrue a small group of dragons who share in their anti-human beliefs. It isn’t apparently a very large group, but they still pose a threat. I’m going to have to report this to Sunny. In the meantime, consider class dismissed. You should head to your dorms to rest. After what’s happened, you should definitely relax.”
Buck and several others nodded, and they headed for the staircase. As he took the first stair, he looked back at the dead SkyWing. Well, my fancy friend-protecting power is two for two. Maybe I’ll be fine in a dragon attack now.
Back at the dorm, Lily took the students in, gasping in horror when she learned what happened. “Thank goodness for Clay. I can’t imagine what would have happened if it were a weaker dragon defending you.”
Buck decided to leave out his own role in protecting the students. Instead, he silently trudged to his room, where he flopped onto the bed. Patience followed him in, and soon, the rest of the boys entered.
Badger still looked a little shell-shocked. “Well, that’s definitely not how I imagined my first day of classes ending.”
“That power of yours is awesome, Buck!” Sala beamed, “Like, we would have all been scorched alive if it weren’t for you!”
“Thanks…” Buck responded, though inexplicably he still felt a bit upset with himself. “I wish… I had thought of what Holly told me. Why didn’t I ask for the power to instantly kill dragons? That would have ended this mess a lot sooner!”
“I wouldn’t think of it that way,” Patience said sternly, “That power would be very problematic. Imagine if it went off when Ahi accidentally hurt you. You would have ended up killing a little dragonet!”
Buck sighed. He knew he was right. But that Scourge dragon had been dangerously close to slaughtering him and his entire Winglet. Both times he had used his power, it had triggered of its own accord. He wondered if it would be possible to trigger it at will, with the right training.
Lily entered the dorm. “Alright, dinner is going to open up in about ten minutes. I heard it’s going to be something even better than last night.”
“Do we have to?” Buck asked her. “I don’t think I want to see any more dragons for now.”
“He has a point,” Sala said, “After what just happened, I’m not exactly thrilled with sharing a space with them, at least for now.”
Lily sighed. “Unfortunately there’s no easy way to get food over here. I won’t force you to go to the dining room, but there are seats in there that are out of a dragon’s reach. Let me know how you feel in a few. I’ll be in the lobby.” She left, leaving the students in a funk.
“Great. It’s either go eat with dragons or don’t eat at all,” Buck’s face began to heat up.
“Well, it’s like Clay said at the beginning of class,” Patience said, “The dragons are all different, and most of them like us. It’s incredibly disrespectful to lump them all together. If we did, it’d be a lot like what the Scorching dragons did to us.”
Buck shot up, his face turning red. “The Scorching dragons had a choice to see us that way!”
“Buck. They really didn’t. It was a matter of survival for them, since humans were taking away all their eggs.”
“Does that excuse all the humans, kids included, that they killed for thousands of years? What kind of ‘respect’ did they ever show us?”
“Look, guys,” Sala interjected, “Can we not have this discussion now?”
“I wanna go home…” Butterfly whimpered underneath his covers.
“Look,” Patience said, “How about we tell the dragons what happened at dinner. You know, drum up some sympathy. The dragons probably care enough about us that they’d show support for us after going through that ordeal.”
“That sounds…” Butterfly whispered as his head popped up from his bed, “Like a good idea.”
“So, we’re going?”
Buck sighed. “If it’s because it’s the only way I can get fed.”
The boys relaxed until Lily reentered. “Ready for dinner?” Everyone nodded. “Alright, let’s get out there.”

So, they connected to each other and
The first’s name is Ember and she was sent to Hell due to murdering a horrible ex boyfriend. She is aggressive, sarcastic, pushy, stubborn, she is not afraid to say what's on her mind about anything or anyone never let others push her around and is not afraid to get her hands dirty. Yet, she has a hard time showing her more vulnerable side, because if something's bothering her, she'll need a bit of coaxing to talk about it and has a stubborn streak and has a hard time admitting when she's wrong. She doesn't trust many people but finds some companionship. However, she is a sweetheart towards people those she trusts and is quite creative. She’s mellow, kind of gloomy and awkward, but she's not mean, at least not to those she cares for.
And
The second is Ash and they are a masc presenting (female born) non binary and dating Ember. They were drowned by a family member due to their identity bringing shame to their family. Ash is very much the opposite to Ember as they are an emotional soul who can become rather clingy. They hate the thought of being apart from their girlfriend and is the one who’s most likely to cry at every sad event on TV, even commercials. They are a bit of an overthinker and always have a million thoughts in their head, and they have a few tics they do when they get stressed, such a rubbing their head, bouncing their leg, and tapping their fingers. They can also be insecure about a few things, but their main insecurity comes from their appearance. They have a lot of body issues and tend to doubt themselves when it comes to what others think about them. They are however quick to stand up for those they see being disrespected. They are very protective of those they care about and don’t like seeing them being hurt or insulted. They also wear their heart on their sleeves and will cry over anything emotional happening. They need lots of verbal reassurance when they’re upset as they get sad when they can’t calm themselves, and their girlfriend is the one to calm them down.
I was thinking of using Ash as a way to show Heaven’s more corrupt side in this show and wanted to use the Drowned Camp Counselor as a slight design inspiration, particularly with transparent torso.
Also, if anyone feels like they want to draw them, go ahead.

Hello Everyone I'm in my early 20's and I want people to hear my whole entire story and it's very WILD and Messed up.
My Journy was very brutal as Gay Man, The reason why im not striaght any more is because I've encounter many women who are very dishonest crazy and very cold by using there gender card to escape the situation and to end the conversation.
My God Mother Came over to my house since 2017 on my High School Year in the Fall Semester in September while i got home from school doing my homework until we have a visitor which is my god mother and my god sister. My tutor was helping me of my homework and i thought i can trust them to know about my sexuality. I was very glad they took it lightly and we talk about it.
Also just letting you know My tutor knows that I'm Gay ever since I was 11 yrs old and yes i was scared that she figured out cause most females tend to gossip alot however she was the first that i trusted cause she doesnt act crazy from the ones that i encounter who doesnt judge which i was surprised as much that she was a mother figure to me.
Anyhow moving foward, as we finished discussing about s#x stuff and it was funny at first and we Talked alot and it was very comfortable to discuss of how we felt of own own minds to discuss. My Mother just arrived home from work in the city as I remember that My Mother brought Chinese Food which most People buy (chicken and broccoli and white rice with some eggrolls) yeah i know we all picked the same order tho.
When My Mother was preparing the split the meal for my family to eat, My God Mother and God Sister let my left once my Mother arrived, My Mother reply i didnt know you guys where here, that's because we never tend to have any visitors. Both left to go home.....
Until 3 days later..... I recived a called from My Tutor and told me the most emotional break down that i have ever had... My Tutor told me in a worried response that My God Mother Told EVERYONE my Sexuality and the discussion we had. Everyone was laughing and some strange unknown woman called my mother out of nowhere by say in a weird tone in quote "oh my, is your son Gay". My God Mother is friend with alot of people that I dont know of and it's scary. I was crying so hard while i was in the showered naked and the most fucked up part is that My God Mother told a Lie that i went over to her house and told my buisness in front of her family.
I went over to my aunts house during the Summer in 2017 for One Night, Just ONLY ONE NIGHT TO SLEEP OVER cause my mother and I had an arguement that day. I really hate older adults as they can be horrible,all rude and bitter known for as apathy.
I tried to explain to my mom however My Mother chose to take side with My God Mother instead of ME, HER OWN DAMN SON because My god mother is her best friend since they were young in there high school year.
The most fucked up part is that in 2015 when my god mother's father has passed away, i draw a portrait of her father who had past away and this is the thanks i get. i draw a portrait picture of her dead father when i was 15 yrs old by attending to her funeral and as her fucked up family laugh at me and including my friends. I was always nice to them and they said to me of question in quote "why am i so rude to my parents", "why can't you get along", "but... she's your mother who gave birth to you". "omg your the father of his son nice to meet yo-" but NO!!! STOP- JUST STOP!!!!
This is Bullshit. I'm Tired of being nice to people. I WANT JUSTICE!!! I tiredly bust my ass to get justice over and over which it never really worked out. I tried really really hard to tell the whole story to my mother however my mother keep using her gender role acted as an excuse by saying in quote "I'm tired... your giving me a headache" omg stfu said the woman who gave birth to me.. yeah okay... 🙄
Anyhow, I do love my mother however she needs to understand of what I had to deal with these fucker adults, who dont give 2 fucks about there kids. Trust me.. as I rolled eye as many parents or a person who isnt a parent.. yet... they question themselves why there single cause isnt it obvious.... Your Crazy and A waste of our Energy. Relationship dont last longer and it's true to be frankly honest. EVERYONE is DIVORCE, your not the only one PEOPLE!!!!
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Next My Father: Who Called me the Gay Slur word cause my mother and I was arguing that time long time ago as my father shout out loud of what he said about me. The atmosphere was silent.... really silent which he fucked it up and including his re-married, yep they where about to get married however my father was never father figure to my own eyes cause when I was at therapy with my father he fucking always blames me of what happen to him when he was young.
My Father blamed us to be existed in the first place, I was a born in the early 2000's along with my brother and this fucking idiot blame us during HIS Time of Year. Bitch, we werent born in that year of time. My father was born somehwere in the late 1900's, what the fuck. I didnt told my father about this cause he always forget of what he said to me that really hurt my feelings cause most olderrrr adults has brainfog trust me i met few people i know of as we speak. Plus... I really hate my brithday, when ever it's my birthday my parents tend to ruin the vibes and including my father cause he always thinks putting himself first cause he never had a real family because my father was adopted and his childhood wasnt easy however why tf get angry at me of your past trauma?! the fuck did I do, what the fuck?!
I really hated my birthday because bad luck occured, someone died on my birthday and worst lots and lots of arguments as if they dont want me to decide of what I really wanted and the worst part telling me to wear something cause the cloth they want me to wear is horrible choosing fashion style at least let me wear what I want. I was fed up with them.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Next is My Realtive Aunt... ughh... yeah as the L on her Forhea- anyhow.....
Since 2021, I moved to my grandfather's house cause yes again.... (rolled eyes) as we figured... My Mother and I once again have a heated argument go figured... okay I stop sorry. As I'm Living with Grandfather, it was very peaceful. VERY peaceful until My Rachet Ass Realtive Aunt of mine yelled at me and offer some chocolate for me as if she want some attention as if the frog jump leap out of her damn room.
These fucking older woman are crazy wtf can I breath. Anyhow, I choose to eat the chocolate cause I know her belly is giving the flop lump side lol cause she said I'm on a diet, if so then why the heck your ask your father which my my grandfather to buy some cookies near the groceries... dumbass.🙄😒
Next the pain in the ass momont. on 2022 at my grandfather's ouse along with my aunt where I still live. on the month and day that my birthday was coming soon. I was at college and i got home and my grandfather was standing in the kitchen near the window cause my grandfather was suppose to be sleeping at 6:30pm so he can wake up to exercise in the morning....
I told my grandfather are you okay did something happen. And he told me that my Relative Aunt was missing, my grandfather said that he tried to called her during the aternoon many times want she didnt picked up the phone. I called my mother what was going on and she said omg as she tried to called her sister.
I WAS UP ALLLL NIGHT until 1:30am and my aunt called me and she "dont worried about it" i told her where are you and her keep saying "dont worried about it" which she doesnt cared, the nerve of her ughh. I was so tired and including my grandfather cause we took turns to stay awake all night and she doesnt even care. when it was my birthday the next day I woke up from my bed and went to go take a shower to start my day to finish my work that i got let to do at the library.
When I Finshed taking a showered and dress up My Aunt yelled at me and said in quote "DID YOU FUCKING TELL YOUR MOTHER MY BUISNESS" I told my aunt that I called my mother that you were missing cause my grandfather told me the situation that you was norwhere to be found. My Relative Aunt yelled at me by saying your in my house and I said bitch you dont even py the fucking rent you idiot. my grandfather and I even fix the wifi cause my grandfather doesnt know about technology and stuff, I was cooking and cleaning, buying huge packed of groceries as I used my EBT CARD. My aunt doesnt know how to cook which she almost tried to burn down the apratment house 3 times... Omfg it's crazy how that if i didnt live in that house with my Grandfather, this apartment place would've been burn down and she's been living here for 9 years now today. I lived in this house for 3 years and I made progress then HER LAZY ASS and now she's telling me I'm fake, FUCK YOU tf. the worst part is she smells horrible BECAUSE SHE NEVER CLEAN HER FUCKING ROOOOM!!!
My Relative Aunt keep saying in quote ughh "I feel sick"... "Omg Eeeek a Mouse".... (HER COMPLAING): Omg when am I going to get out of this place" cause her rooM is a hot mess TF. I told her to clean your fucking room. I REALLY FUCKING HATED THIS FUCKING AUNT OF MINE. I told her lazy to clean her room and you dont do anthing to provide for this house as I have been doing lots of volunteering for along up 5 to 6 months by
"(Helping Children and the Elderly, Carrying Boxes Downstairs, Helping the elderlies with there Resume Jobs, Drawing Program for Kids, Homework Session Tutoring For Kids, Helping Customers with Printing problem if they need help for printing, Making sure the Newspapers at the title same paper titles and dates are in order. this and that....
I told her I'm your fucking Nephew in my early 20's and your my Aunt in your Late Fucking 30's.... EVIL I TELL YOU... VERY EVIL AND SELFISH. I DID MORE WORK THEN HER OMFG.
I REALLY... REALLY... REALLY..... FUCKING HATE HER. IF ONLY I CAN STOP TIME TO SLAP THE SHIT OUT OF HER AS IF SHE GOT KNOCKED OUT BY BEING CONFUSED WITHOUT KNOWING WHAT HAPPEN.
I Called 988 and had a whole story of what i been through and the situation i told them about my aunt and i argue recently now before....
I cooked for the family and did alot of RESPONSIBLY THINGS TO DO THEN HER. and she wants to kick me out. bitch when i first moved in with my gradnfather's house. the fridge was NEARLY EMPTY. My Family are a piece of work.
I told her that i was in a system that I'm getting a new place her reaction was serious as turn her head a psycho and she told me when and i said i dont know cause i was told to wait. My Aunt never loved me ever since I was little. she's a real rachet piece of shit. AND SHE WILL NEVER CHANGE.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Next My Tutor
I Know Shocking... Yes, My Tutor who I used to her trusted for a 12 years since I was 11 yrs old. My Tutor who gave up on me last year in 2022 since Novmber at the Library cause I told my tutor to please stop arguing with her student and the messed up part is that the father over heard of what happen and told his kids in a calm way that will just leave and and my tutor doesnt want to admit of what she did was wrong.
My Tutor told me that it was my fault, one of the female librarian took her side cause there are way way older then me by giving a phased hint of respect your elder the liberians have no empathy for kids and I felt bad, many older people always want to harrassed start some shit. it's annoying. I'm not her student anymore due from that fact she insulted me by saying this is my fault that she lose a client and threating to harm me by calling her military son.
My Tutor was acting non sense as if she doesnt want her student to give a chance to breath and think. The student was crying because of her always acting too quick to think and keeps assuming something so little which is not that very necessary for her as a grown woman in her 60's complaining were there are kids are trying to working together to finshed there work on time and there more mature then the adults. The tutor had some difficulties cause the students and teachers have a hard time cooperating to listen and to work together.
Here's something shocking, i did my volunteering and I took a bullet to give up my life plans that my tutor was going to help me so I can help the students so he can pass his studies and at first i was difficult however he was IMPROVING. I very patient and gave him advice. I just finished my volunteering duties and the kids really missed me as if i was a family to them. I made them laugh, smile, and know how it feels to give these kids lots of of respect cause they wanted to be heard. I was always nice to people and the kids they always love my jokes and these adults call themsleves as teachers. also i was a big comedy in reading to help them understand more in a fun way to learn.
Sadly it's very unforutunate how adults dont tend to cooperate the young ones as the OLD underastimated the Young Ones that we exeperence isntead of only relied on there Diploma without showing there flaws of matters
Thank You For Reading My Story Im sure The Audience Would Love To Read At This...

I 29F have a very tight-knit family on my moms side. My grandma is the head of our family. She has 4 children, a son and a daughter (my mother) with her first husband, and another son and daughter from her second. 3 of her children have their own kids. My uncle, a son, and the oldest cousin. My mom, me, and my 2 brothers. My aunt and her 2 daughters and son. All of us cousins were raised to be very close with eachother, even though our oldest cousin, I'll call him Mike, lived with my uncle in a town about 4 hours away since we were little. The rest of us live within 10 miles of each other even now that we are adults.
My grandma isn't married and, in general, is a very hard woman to get along with. She had a severely abusive/neglectful childhood with alcoholic parents. She is always fighting with or angry with people and openly complains about everything and anything. For example, she likes to complain that her birthdays as a child were never celebrated, but every time her husband at the time or kids (to this day) throw her a party or do something special for her, she complains about every detail in front of everyone and will pout and be sour. If she doesn't get a celebration or something special done for her, she is worse.
The same goes for every holiday that includes family gatherings. She is also extremely impatient and nosey. She will ask for help with things around her house like hanging curtians, changing a light bulb, and fixing her security cameras (which Im pretty sure she intentionally messes with to ask for help) but if no one can come within 5 minutes or less, she will lose patience and do it herself. She will then complain that she's hurt herself doing the task and make a scene any chance she gets to everyone about how no one ever helps her when she asks.
My husband, my cousins husband, and my 2 brothers always help her as soon as they can with anything she needs. All of us are adults with our own families/houses/jobs/kids, etc. and don't always have the ability to drop everything and run to her aid at a moments notice.
She is constantly doing/saying things and pushing boundaries with everyone. We all love and respect her, so she has gotten very comfortable saying/doing whatever she wants to whoever she wants whenever she wants without repercussions.
Last year, my oldest cousin and the oldest grandchild/nephew passed away unexpectedly and tragically at 32 years old. This has turned our whole family upsidedown as we are all very close to each other.
Since Mikes death, my grandma has been an absolute nightmare. Screaming at and picking fights with other family members in the hospital while Mike was in the ICU on a ventilator. She told my uncle, Mikes father, that "this is why I told you you should have had more kids" as Mike was on his death bed and my uncle was trying to process losing his only son. She told my mom she "expected it to be one of her kids to die first, not Mike" because our father is an alcoholic, and it's hereditary. My 2 brothers and I are no contact with my father now because of his alcohol abuse and narcissistic personality, and so much more. None of us have ever, or currently have a drinking problem.
She continues to make Mike's passing all about herself every chance she gets, even going as far as to say she is the one grieving the most. She makes sure everyone knows she's the one hurting the most from this loss.
She refused to eat or sleep for months after his death, which made her already awful behavior that much worse. She even got rid of all of her furniture because "All she can think about is Mike sitting at /on them" because he stayed with her occasionally when he came to town maybe once or twice a year. She got laughably small furniture to replace it becsuse "no one ever comes to see me anyway"
I am also very outspoken and I don't mind conflict as long as it's necessary and at the right time. I tend to call my grandma out when she has overstepped her boundaries or made hurtful and unnecessary comments, but I dont every single time because it turns into a shit show no matter how small the issue is.
Things came to a head last week when they set Mike's head stone, and my uncle was finally ready to bury his ashes.
First, my grandma complained about the engraving of the headstone. It lists Mikes parents, our Grandpa, and step grandmother (they are still married, and she has been around since before any of the cousins were born), then my grandma. She was upset by this because it didn't say "grandmother" by her name and "people who don't know our family won't know I am the real grandmother" and is paying to have it reengraved to say "maternal grandmother" by her name.
My family is mixed, extended, and very large as we include family from all sides of each member. So, the funeral was a medium gathering of all the closest family members.
My cousins last name was Harrison, which is my mother's maiden name. That side of my family is big into race cars, show cars, racing, and just all things motorhead in general. Myself included. So to honor Mike, he was driven in his and his father's shared race car, followed by my mom in hers, and our other uncle in his. It was a beautiful tribute and totally what he would have wanted, as working on that car was his and his dads favorite hobby to do together.
After the fact, some family posted things about how he was honored "in true Harrison fashion" and "Harrison style." None of us thought anything of it, except that we were honoring Mike and his family name. But we were wrong.
The next day I had several family members/friends sending me screen shots of a post my grandma made saying "yesterday wasn't just the Harrisons, I was there too and (her family name) were represented too." Then she tagged and thanked specifically her sister and nephew for "being there for me so I had family" as if her entire family wasn't there surrounding her.
I had enough of her drama, and I'll admit a years worth of frustration with her bubbled up, and I decided to comment on her post.
I said that we are all one family, and Mike would be disappointed with the separation she insinuated by last names because he was proud of his family roots from every angle. This, of course, made her fly completely off the handle.
She texted me telling me "that's what she meant, and I needed to stop being defensive" so I explained to her how it came across with her choice of words, and if that's what she meant she should have worded it different. And also that it was unfair to insinuate that the only family she had to support her were her sister and nephew when we were all there supporting each other. She became enraged. She began spam texting me the most mean and terrible things she could think of, most of which was telling me that I am just as awful and hateful as my father, and that everyone in the family thinks so, and doesn't like me. And "I will never know what she really thinks of me, but if I did, I would be really mad," a direct quote from one of her messages.
I wasn't too bothered by any of this because I know none of it is true, and she was just trying to hurt me. I was only upset because it was clear that she was going above and beyond to insult me in the worst way. So I told her I was finished with the conversation until she could be calm enough to have a rational discussion instead of just throwing around insults. Of course, she continued, but I stopped responding. But because I didn't respond, she went to my mom to tell her the same rude things about me.
One thing about my mom is that she is the most patient, docile, sweet, and genuine person I know. She often gets walked on because of her calm personality, especially by my grandma and my father while they were married. I can count on one hand how many times I have seen her angry, and her fuse is extremely long.
I had kept her up to date with the text thread, so she already knew what was going on in real time. So even though I am 29, my grandma going directly to her talking nasty about me sent her into complete mama bear mode. I have NEVER seen my mother snap like she did. She immediately called my grandma and Lost. Her. Shit. I did not know my mom could yell that loud, and let me tell you, the woman did not stutter once. Not only that, but despite my grandma using profanity and screaming incoherently at the top of her lungs, my mother kept her vocabulary classy but stern. Aside from telling my grandma to "shut the hell up for a second," the call ended with my mother telling my grandma not to speak to her or her kids again. Which is not a thing my mom would say lightly or just in the heat of the moment. She stood on business, and it was clear.
About 40 minutes after this conversation, my grandma texted both my mom and I an "apology" that read, "I am sorry my post hurt and upset you. I am sorry for today." Which neither of us replied to. My grandma took all of us off of her Facebook and specifically blocked me. We have not seen or spoken to her since. Tomorrow will be exactly a week.
My mom and I have no plans to reconcile any time soon because we feel she took it way too far this time. Being called out on her bad behavior caused her to escalate much more than nesccary and aim for the throat with her words. We have both had enough of her saying anything she wants no matter how mean without being held accountable.
Our entire family is supporting us and have told us they are glad someone finally said something to her. I know my mom and I did the right thing, even if we could have gone about it more gently. But with how close our family has always been, we both feel somewhat guilty for sticking to our guns and putting some distance between us and my grandma for a while.
I personally will not be fixing anything with my grandma until I get a real, genuine, heartfelt apology from her for the things she said to me... I feel like I deserve at least that. So... are we/am I the asshole?

I 29F have a very tight-knit family on my moms side. My grandma is the head of our family. She has 4 children, a son and a daughter (my mother) with her first husband, and another son and daughter from her second. 3 of her children have their own kids. My uncle, a son, and the oldest cousin. My mom, me, and my 2 brothers. My aunt and her 2 daughters and son. All of us cousins were raised to be very close with eachother, even though our oldest cousin, I'll call him Mike, lived with my uncle in a town about 4 hours away since we were little. The rest of us live within 10 miles of each other even now that we are adults.
My grandma isn't married and, in general, is a very hard woman to get along with. She had a severely abusive/neglectful childhood with alcoholic parents. She is always fighting with or angry with people and openly complains about everything and anything. For example, she likes to complain that her birthdays as a child were never celebrated, but every time her husband at the time or kids (to this day) throw her a party or do something special for her, she complains about every detail in front of everyone and will pout and be sour. If she doesn't get a celebration or something special done for her, she is worse. The same goes for every holiday that includes family gatherings. She is also extremely impatient and nosey. She will ask for help with things around her house like hanging curtians, changing a light bulb, and fixing her security cameras (which Im pretty sure she intentionally messes with to ask for help) but if no one can come within 5 minutes or less, she will lose patience and do it herself. She will then complain that she's hurt herself doing the task and make a scene any chance she gets to everyone about how no one ever helps her when she asks.
My husband, my cousins husband, and my 2 brothers always help her as soon as they can with anything she needs. All of us are adults with our own families/houses/jobs/kids, etc. and don't always have the ability to drop everything and run to her aid at a moments notice.
She is constantly doing/saying things and pushing boundaries with everyone. We all love and respect her, so she has gotten very comfortable saying/doing whatever she wants to whoever she wants whenever she wants without repercussions.
Last year, my oldest cousin and the oldest grandchild/nephew passed away unexpectedly and tragically at 32 years old. This has turned our whole family upsidedown as we are all very close to each other.
Since Mikes death, my grandma has been an absolute nightmare. Screaming at and picking fights with other family members in the hospital while Mike was in the ICU on a ventilator. She told my uncle, Mikes father, that "this is why I told you you should have had more kids" as Mike was on his death bed and my uncle was trying to process losing his only son. She told my mom she "expected it to be one of her kids to die first, not Mike" because our father is an alcoholic, and it's hereditary. My 2 brothers and I are no contact with my father now because of his alcohol abuse and narcissistic personality, and so much more. None of us have ever, or currently have a drinking problem.
She has made Mikes passing all about herself every chance she gets, even going as far as to say she is the one grieving the most. She makes sure everyone knows she's the one hurting the most from this loss. She refused to eat or sleep for months after his death, which made her already awful behavior that much worse. She even got rid of all of her furniture because "All she can think about is Mike sitting at /on them" because he stayed with her occasionally when he came to town maybe once or twice a year. She got laughably small furniture to replace it because "no one ever comes to see me anyway"
I am also very outspoken, and I don't mind conflict as long as it's necessary and at the right time. I tend to call my grandma out when she has overstepped her boundaries or made hurtful and unnecessary comments, but I dont every single time because it turns into a shit show no matter how small the issue is.
Well, things came to a head last week when they set Mike's head stone, and my uncle was finally ready to bury his ashes.
First, my grandma complained about the engraving of the headstone. It lists Mikes parents, our grandpa, and step grandmother (they are still married, and she has been around since before any of the cousins were born), then my grandma. She was upset by this because it didn't say "grandmother" by her name and "people who don't know our family won't know I am the real grandmother" and is paying to have it reengraved to say "maternal grandmother" by her name.
My family is mixed, extended, and very large as we include family from all sides of each member. So, the funeral was a medium gathering of all the closest family members.
My cousins last name was Harrison, which is my mother's maiden name. That side of my family is big into race cars, show cars, racing, and just all things motorhead in general. Myself included. So to honor Mike, he was driven in his and his father's shared race car, followed by my mom in hers, and our other uncle in his. It was a beautiful tribute and totally what he would have wanted, as working on that car was his and his dads favorite hobby to do together.
After the fact, some family posted things about how he was honored "in true Harrison fashion" and "Harrison style." None of us thought anything of it, except that we were honoring Mike and his family name. But we were wrong.
The next day I had several family members/friends sending me screen shots of a post my grandma made saying "yesterday wasn't just the Harrisons, I was there too and (her family name) were represented too." Then she tagged and thanked specifically her sister and nephew for "being there for me so I had family" as if her entire family wasn't there surrounding her.
I had enough of her drama, and I'll admit a years worth of frustration with her bubbled up, and I decided to comment on her post. I said that we are all one family, and Mike would be disappointed with the separation she insinuated by last names because he was proud of his family roots from every angle.
This, of course, made her fly completely off the handle. She texted me telling me "that's what she meant, and I needed to stop being defensive" so I explained to her how it came across with her choice of words, and if that's what she meant she should have worded it different. And also that it was unfair to insinuate that the only family she had to support her were her sister and nephew when we were all there supporting each other.
She became enraged. She began spam texting me the most mean and terrible things she could think of, most of which was telling me that I am just as awful and hateful as my father, and that everyone in the family thinks so, and doesn't like me. And "I will never know what she really thinks of me, but if I did, I would be really mad," a direct quote from one of her messages.
I wasn't too bothered by any of this because I know none of it is true, and she was just trying to hurt me. I was only upset because it was clear that she was going above and beyond to insult me in the worst way. So I told her I was finished with the conversation until she could be calm enough to have a rational discussion instead of just throwing around insults. Of course, she continued, but I stopped responding. But because I didn't respond, she went to my mom to tell her the same rude things about me.
One thing about my mom is that she is the most patient, docile, sweet, and genuine person I know. She often gets walked on because of her calm personality, especially by my grandma and my father while they were married. I can count on one hand how many times I have seen her angry, and her fuse is extremely long.
I had kept her up to date with the text thread, so she already knew what was going on in real time. So even though I am 29, my grandma going directly to her talking nasty about me sent her into complete mama bear mode. I have NEVER seen my mother snap like she did. She immediately called my grandma and Lost. Her. Shit. I did not know my mom could yell that loud, and let me tell you, the woman did not stutter once. Not only that, but despite my grandma using profanity and screaming incoherently at the top of her lungs, my mother kept her vocabulary classy but stern. Aside from telling my grandma to "shut the hell up for a second," the call ended with my mother telling my grandma not to speak to her or her kids again. Which is not a thing my mom would say lightly or just in the heat of the moment. She stood on business, and it was clear.
About 40 minutes after this conversation, my grandma texted both my mom and I an "apology" that read, "I am sorry my post hurt and upset you. I am sorry for today." Which neither of us replied to. My grandma took all of us off of her Facebook and specifically blocked me. We have not seen or spoken to her since, and tomorrow will be exactly a week.
My mom and I have no plans to reconcile any time soon because we feel she took it way too far this time. Being called out on her bad behavior caused her to escalate much more than nesccary and aim for the throat with her words. We have both had enough of her saying anything she wants no matter how mean without being held accountable.
Our entire family is supporting us and have told us they are glad someone finally said something to her. I know my mom and I did the right thing, even if we could have gone about it more gently. But with how close our family has always been, we both feel somewhat guilty for sticking to our guns and putting some distance between us and my grandma for a while.
I personally will not be fixing anything with my grandma until I get a real, genuine, heartfelt apology from her for the things she said to me... I feel like I deserve at least that. So... are we/am I the asshole?

Chapter 4: Blue lies
…The past I used to know a dream till they see…
…I wanna live, wanna die, deep inside…
Earth woke up, his head pounding, another nightmare. He sighed he was used to it now, this one a vivid description of how his celestial friends will look strangled in various ways, it had barely been minutes since Luna left and he was already desperate for company, and somehow he kept managing to fall asleep every minute, and his headache from Earthlings was growing again.
He didn’t know whether to yell or sigh in relief when a strange celestial approached him, almost making the planet jump.
‘H-hi Mr. Earth’s Moon- damn it I mean Earth-’ The satellite (He supposed) stammered in front of him like a fish out of water.
‘Hm, I’ve never seen you before.’ Earth remarked skeptically, his energy low for his usual front.
‘...Well you did, now.’ The satellite replied awkwardly.
‘Cut to the chase, what do you want?’, Earth practically snarled.
‘To meet you, I think.’ the former looked hesitant, maybe suspicious…
‘You think?’, Earth snapped back quicker than normal.
‘Maybe…It’s, I don’t know.’, he sighed one with exertion,’Y-you know what? Nice to meet you, I gotta go.’
‘Why you-’
He disappeared, Earth stared after the golden trail, there was something so endearing about the moon, he had a feeling, it wasn’t a good feeling. The name…
His name was Luma right?
A pounding headache pierced through his skull, that is to say if he had one, Earth wasn’t sure as he clutched his hair, the mope of Blue wig covering most of his eyes, not again, he thought to himself the feeling was much too familiar as he felt himself slipping into a dream state, the voices whispering frantically to him.
***
‘This was harder than i thought…’ Luma mumbled to himself as he drifted aimlessly in the asteroid belt, fumbling with the papers in his hand, Earth was careless when it came to disposing of the scripts. Not like anybody cared, Luma felt strange, an instinct told him not to trust Earth, not to trust it…the Crysta symbol had disappeared right out of his hands the moment he had entered this circus and he had no idea where to find it, he had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the gatekeeper,
‘Don’t trust them.’, Ophelia had said, well the satellite had successfully managed to alarm the celestial, who most definitely would label him as a snooper or criminal, due to one interaction that could be turned into a fallacy, for someone who knew so much about spying he sure panicked under pressure, Luma thought to himself.
‘Hey lil- bro, you act like i’ll-’ His brother’s voice echoed in his head, he pushed that thought aside, stuck in hell the last thing he needed was the sociopathic freak helping him, that monster. No, no way, can’t trust Nyx, nobody can, nobody should.
‘Lunatic has got him…the madness in his eyes…that was blood lust.’
Chapter 4.5:lies-Everything to hide
…The past I used to know a dream till they see…
…I wanna live, wanna die, deep inside…
Spirit of vengeance heir of throne, we will make you one of us,
You can run but you can’t hide,
She will find you, she will…
Another ghost without a mouth but yet you must scream,
Soon you’ll be one of us,
Soon you will be one of them.
Earth could never tell if it was his insanity speaking or the cry of Lunar.
Lunar…
‘Hello old friend.’, Spoke a voice behind him, it was a soft yet sinister voice and Earth knew who it belonged to.
‘What do you want Lunatic?’ The celestial answered as a bead of sweat trickled down his neck.
‘You know very well.’ Earth in fact did know, but he pretended not to as he wished not to become a dead version of the zodiac killer.
‘I am not your friend.’
‘Who is yours?’
Earth flinched, he hated when Lunar was right, the manipulative, gaslighting bastard.
‘Now, now, let’s use less colorful and less modern insults, I have no energy for this.’, Earth couldn’t see him in the dream state, but he knew the monster was right behind him, he could feel Lunar’s shallow breath on his neck, the celestial tried to distract himself from the fact that he was a mind reader,
But all that came to his mind was vivid images of the manipulator as a green alien.
‘I am not that ugly.’ How did he hear his thoughts?! It was a stupid question after all he was in the Celestial’s mind.
Earth didn’t feel panic, he felt numbness, Lunar never attacked him, he always wanted something.
‘Don’t believe me?’ Earth didn’t.
In a blink of an eye the celestial felt himself being forcefully spun around, well it wasn’t much of a force, Earth didn’t care and he had no energy to fight back against it, nor that he can. The celestial inhaled sharply and had to force his mouth closed, Lunar was handsome.
The most endearing thing besides the literal Lunar symbol on his forehead were his eyes, which were sharp, cryptic, analytical and reminded Eaarth of his own moon, and an unsettling feeling of being watched and exposed naked with his identity filled him, he folded his arms tighter.
‘Surprised?’ He grinned, and maybe…almost maybe, didn’t look like the sadistic narcissist he was, Earth didn’t bother to answer.
‘I asked, “What do you want?” ’ Earth forced himself to look Lunar in the eyes to show his courage but his confidence crumbled away like bread crumbs left at the end of the packet.
‘Right to the point eh? Not my style but I’ll take it.’ He remained quiet for a few seconds before continuing,’Keep an eye on him, don’t try any wisecracks or tricks with me.’
‘Who?’Earth played obliviously.
‘The one you just met, don’t play dumb’
The words burned like H2So4 on the tip of Earth’s tongue, his palms sweating, he knew the name, why did he know the name? That’s right…Lunar told him, the satellite, he he was-
‘Luma Lenquiks the freak.’, Earth spat out, he didn’t know anything more about this Lenquiks and he didn’t care as long freedom was granted, of these nightmares…of this hellhole…of whatever…
‘Good. I wish you luck, betray me and…My eye will watch you.’ he chuckled at his own joke but it felt unnatural, Earth wasn’t planning to stick to the instructions.
Earth woke up with a start finding himself staring right into the face of his moon., thoughts of anxiety rushed through his head, some of irritation, others of anger, all of it crippled and left disabled by the fear the planet felt when he glanced at Luna’s hand, clutching the very papers that weren’t to be seen by a single soul in his hands, of course the careless celestial didn’t dispose of them, between the lunatic and the demon he always had a splitting headache, which causes him to lash out, and other times try omnicide.
‘What is this?’ Luna asked, trying to keep his tone placid but obvious as he leveled the paper to Earth’s eye, his hands shaking, in fright or terror Earth didn’t know.
‘How would I know?’ Earth answered, picking up the usual snarky tone and playing dumb, avoiding the question but Luna knew him too well.
‘Don’t. Lie.’ Luna said, his tone cold as he crumpled the papers,’This has somethings, something I never told you and it could only belong to you-’
‘What about Mars or Jupiter? They are closer to the asteroid belt my dear friend.’, Earth picked up another tone entirely as he clutched his head, damn it the voices again, fighting for control.
‘Mars and Jupiter don’t refer to me as Luna or ‘their moon’.’, he pointed at the script, confusion and fear visible in his eyes while Earth cursed his imbecility.
‘I-I h-have solution-’ Earth stammered another string of empty promises and lies started to push through his tongue.
‘No you don’t, stop lying!’Earth could practically feel the suspicion and anger steaming off the generally calm satellite. Earth didn’t feel anything, he never did, he doesn’t care. He didn’t…right?
‘...’
‘I thought so, ugh.’Luna huffed in frustration and left in one swift turn, but Earth saw his knuckles were pale from clutching so long and the sheets of paper now in his orbit were on the verge of being torn down. Thoughts raced inside his head, he didn’t notice as tear paths streaked his cheeks or a familiar, comforting pat on his shoulder., before he could stop himself he found himself squeezing the life out of his best friend.
***
Mars did not understand, he did not understand the celestial sniffing beside him as he tightened the scarf around his neck, shivering, something was wrong. He felt as if he was being watched all the time. Earth has suddenly taken up enigmatic as his new personality, Luna was worried, the moons of Jupiter, especially Europa were acting really strange and the Red planet wasn’t sure why. He had an idea, but it wasn’t an idea anybody wanted to believe. He awkwardly patted his friend’s shoulder who seemed quite embarrassed at this point.
‘Hey bruh..’ Earth murmured avoiding eye contact, Mars raised one of his eyebrows as Earth instinctively ruffled some sheets in his hand but the planet did not bother to question it.
‘Hey Earth, are you okay?’ Mars just blurted out directly, his voice devoid of any real emotion, which made him frown, he always talked like this, it wasn’t something new but it was like a distinct voice was calling out to him saying he’s wrong, he never ad the energy to be subtle, too lost in is thoughts he nearly missed earth’s reply.
‘Of course! What could possibly go wrong?!’ Earth forced the words out his mouth bashfully, the red planet was sure he detected bitterness but kept up his usual therapist tone anyways as he pulled his jacket tighter.
‘You need to open up Earth, it’s not fair to anyone’ Mars answered monotonously as the word “therapist” rang in his head again and again, an odd sense of tranquility washed over him, he smiled meekly at his friend, unfortunately Earth did not return the favor.
‘Oh sure, you would know.’, Earth’s voice cut through Mars’ thoughts as it grew higher in pitch.
‘What is that supposed to mean?’ Mars asked, trying not to lose his head and pushing the feeling of wrongness aside, a mild pain in his chest took over as his heartbeat (corebeat?) grew faster.
‘It’s not like you have to constantly deal with parasites on your surface.’ Earth finally snapped, he covered his mouth as he realized what he had said.
‘You can talk to me if something is-’ Mars gently and simply replied only to be cut off again by Earth’s turbulent phrase.
‘I don’t understand, I don’t understand you, how the fuck can you be so calm?!’
‘IS there something wrong that I shouldn’t be calm about?’ The red planet’s voice grew steely as a scowl covered his face, more of irritation than anger as the mild pain in his chest subsided.
‘You know what just leave me alone.’, Earth looked down, dejected, Mars couldn’t help but notice how endearing yet sad the planet looked as if a part of him was missing, the latter celestial was truly lost if that was the case because he felt lost himself.
‘For another one of your phases? Who are you planning to enact next, friend ?’ Corner of Earth’s mouth twitched as his eyes wrinkled in a smile, a rather insane and dark one but a smile nevertheless, Mars was horribly wrong about the intent of smile though as he’ll see.
‘Friends? Sure, believe what you want.’ For some unknown reason the words finally broke Mars’ cool, he replied furiously as his ears grew hot and heartbeat increased.
‘You know what? I’ve had enough with you! Most celestials want to live or die but you…you just sit there watching everyone, belittling them, angering them, demeaning them…for what? For pity? No! You like it. You like making us angry, then once you run out of people to piss off then what? You apologize?!! I can make plenty of friends without the likes of you, who think we are some lab rats to be experimented on for our feelings, don’t you?!’ Mars rambled, barely pausing for breath. He was tired of being Earth’s little toy, everyone’s doormat, dealing with their messes and then listening on and on about how bad their problems are, Earth’s expression flicked for a second, he either looked as if he would hit his best friend or cry.
He did neither, he just stared into the void and said one thing the red planet would never forget,
“I don’t want you…I don’t need you…I wish he was here, they were here” and then Earth just turned away without saying a single other word and drifted onto the other side of the sun, leaving the red planet with his mouth hanging open, the expressions that lit his face were not of hurt, not of anger, not even sadness, not hatred but…
Monachopsis?
(2114 words)
Mon-a-kopsis: Feeling violently out of place even in a familiar situation/setting.
Chapter 3.5: Hello! This is hell
…Who are you? Who am I? What the hell’s my fucking name…
…You gotta look forever friend, did you say…
‘Oh look he’s alive..yay!’ called out a bored voice but Rio couldn’t pinpoint the source of voice as darkness loomed over him, his skull pounded inside his head as if a war was going on inside him, his memories were frenzy and hazy, slowly Rio realized that his eyes were closed and he cracked them open a bit, taking a tiny peek, soon enough his impatience won over and he opened them completely, it was a huge mistake needless to say as the pain nearly made him faint again but he caught a glimpse of angry mud coloured eyes and disheveled dark Auburn hair, soon Rio realized that he wasn’t falling…
He was floating?
He struggled to maintain balance and not drift upside down, his body felt heavier, the boy in front of him had started speaking but Rio didn’t pay attention to a word he said as he inhaled sharply while looking down at his hand, they were…Blue? It dawned on him he was wearing different clothes, lighter clothes with something resembling a light shawl draped over his shoulders and a plain white T-shirt, he blinked. The boy in front of him wore much darker and heavier cloth with a winter poncho over his shoulders, Rio suddenly realized that the boy had stopped speaking and was just looking plain annoyed.
‘Were you listening to a word I said?’ he asked, a tint of irritation in his voice not even masked by his faked enthusiasm.
‘I- Who are you??’, Rio asked sharply, which caused the warm smile to melt, replaced by a dark glint in his eyes that seemed to hide great secrets.
‘Is it not obvious? I am Mars.’, Was all he said thought in a tone of mockery, leaving Rio very irritated and inquisitive, he was hazed out or else he would’ve shown his anger through verbal aggression.
‘Like the planet?’ asked the curious boy, amused by the choice of name, his tone grew higher with panic, a sigh of exasperation filled the air around them, guess who it belonged to.
‘Yes I suppose’, he huffed and answered reluctantly, a wave of nausea hit him, he nearly passed out again, Mars didn’t bother to help but he looked mystified, and that is when our protagonist noticed the gigantic…star?? Human-star?? No that didn’t seem right, he glowed brightly so the former looked away, it was a star…that looked like a human? He seemed to be talking to someone or himself, Rio wasn’t sure, then it hit him like a train wreck. Didn’t Mars look like a planet too? Rio slowly turned towards him, the panic of the new place began to settle in, he felt as if his chest would explode, wait was it space?? How was he breath-
‘Okay…are you freaking out?’ Mars looked a little worried,’Guess I should probably explain before someone finds us and blows the cover’ Rio nodded dumbly, too overstimulated to comment on anything.
Mars sighed ,’How do I say it…? Mm…Hello to hell?’ Rio must’ve looked pretty moronic with his jaw hanging open that the weird Halloween costume guy snickered, which annoyed the former.
‘What-’
‘Listen.’ he hissed ’Listen properly, whatever your name is-’
‘My name is Rio.’The boy said, his face growing hot and his mind tired of the condescending tone.
‘Yeah well, not anymore, it’s Earth.’ Mars said as he glared at Rio, as if daring him to challenge his authority, the latter for once in his life did not start a fight and instead proceeded to fill in the knowledge gaps.
‘Earth like the planet? How-’
‘Listen Rio…or Earth, this place is designed in such a way to resemble the solar system, the last person who was playing Earth.’ he paused as if struggling to remember and finally gave up shaking his head,’I can’t remember.’, he admitted.
‘What do you mean?!’ Earth/Rio felt panic rising in his chest again, Mars inhaled sharply, he looked less angry and more troubled now.
‘What I mean is, we can’t leave.’ dead silence, pure silence, Rio stared at him as if waiting for him to say “haha, it’s a prank bitches”, that never happened, and to make matters worse, mars added another thing that made the ball drop to Rio’s stomach.
‘And the longer we stay here..We forget who we are…some go insane, others simply forget…I am the few to remember.’ He looked like as if he wanted to add more but said nothing as seconds trickled by, then minutes and what felt like an eternity before Rio replied,
‘What is your name?’
‘...’, Mars didn’t know, Earth knew that, then a disturbing thought erupted out of nowhere, multiple actually, he had siblings, what were their names? Where did he live? Who was he? But the most terrifying thing to have happened was..
My name is Rio, right??
‘Calm down.’
‘WHAT DO YOU MEAN CALM DOWN-’, Mars covered Rio’s mouth, he struggled but the fiery glare quieted him down
***
Needless to say, Earth had trouble settling in, after digesting the most horrifying news, Mars suggested him to meet others so he doesn’t drive himself paranoid, the latter wasn’t particularly fond of the idea or Mars but agreed nevertheless mostly because he didn’t want to talk to asteroids, partially because he was on the verge of another panic attack. The red terrestrial (as he called himself) guided him (Or rather choked and then dragged, Rio pretends to forget the details) does not into an orbit closer to the sun, revealing in turn another person (‘We call ourselves celestials.’, Mars said.), that “celestial” happened to be much smaller than the other two and was gray in color and Earth admitted he was adorable, however timid.
His name was Luna or Moon, Mars had told him.
‘Hey Earth, where were you? I was worried about you, thanks for finding him Mars.’ Luna returned a grateful smile to the smaller terrestrial who just scoffed, but Moon didn’t mind.
‘I…uh got lost, not important.’ Earth replied, his left eye twitching and a squeak escaping his mouth, which obviously didn’t sound like the Celestial who was before him because Luna frowned and became overly concerned like a human mother (or Mars would call an Earthling mom).
‘Are you okay?’ Luna rambled on,’Mars he-’
‘He’s fine you big baby!’ the named one snapped, Luna did not respond and just brushed it off, Rio frowned, he himself is not a saint but he’s not mean either, Mars just sounds like a jerk. The Moon just continued to chatter lectures to Earth as the latter shot the Red planet a nasty look as he left.
‘Earth, you okay?’, his voice sounded strained.
‘Yeah Luna…who does he think he is?!’ Earth growled toying with two asteroids in hand, not paying any particular attention to anything.
‘You mean Mars?’ Luna blinked, an expression of sadness surrounded his non-existent atmosphere, which might’ve sent Earth into a deep state of sonder for a while if not for the response that followed.
‘You know it’s because of what happened to Phaeton.’ Luna had a look of sorrow on his face, but he did not hesitate to be direct, Earth racked his brain to figure it out, he could not remember anything about Phaeton.
‘Phaeton?’ Earth asked, a delicate balance to his tone.
‘Right, I forgot you don’t remember much, I mean Venus told me.’ Luna answered, he seemed a bit out of place before continuing,’I feel, I think, he gets lonely sometimes.’
Earth blinked and then proceeded to frown, Phaeton, whoever he was seemed like he was close with Mars, maybe the only other person beside him to know the truth. If The Blue ball didn’t want to scream and run for his mommy right now, he probably would’ve felt guilty, or not. He’s not exactly empathetic and for now he doesn’t care.
‘Big deal.’ Earth scoffed, then cursed himself internally for opening his mouth, was it too insensitive, callous, thoughtless? Luna didn’t utter a word, an ever so blank expression present on his face, Earth just sighed and waited for Luna to fall asleep, he needed to talk to someone before he threw himself in the sun (Not that there was any chance it would work), besides Mars owed him an apology.
***
Mars stared at the asteroid belt, the only Celestial keeping him sane was destroyed, destroyed by Jupiter, left friendless the Red planet was building constructions out of the space dust, while Phobos and Demios up to some mischief none cares about, he wondered if he was going to get estranged out at the point of becoming Neptune, or something more like Venus or Luna? Or maybe-
‘Hey.’, called out a voice pulling him away from his thoughts, Mars groaned.
‘What do you want?’ He muttered, keeping his stoic expression, Earth or Rio whoever he was, shrugged, The former felt a pang of jealousy, why does Rio get to remember his name?
‘Nothing, just hanging’ Earth said before poking in, ’Whatcha doing?’
‘None of your business.’ He snapped back, callously, giving Earth the cold shoulder who for some reason brushed it off, Mars momentarily wondered about the change of attitude.
‘Can I hang out with you?’ Earth blurted out directly.
‘What?’ Mars jerked his head in confusion, why would anyone in the universe hang out with him?
‘No…reason…’ Earth replied, it clicked and anger bubbled in Mars’ chest, pity, that was it, pitied by a stranger.
‘What did Moon tell you?’ Mars tried to take control of his temper, of course Luna told his precious planet.
‘Why will he tell me-’
‘Just leave me alone.’
‘Whatever…’ Earth looked directly at him before adding,’Maybe control your temper.’
‘Yeah, sure.’ The former replied sarcastically, trying not to prove the idiot’s point, but thankfully the latter left him alone after that without further questions, Mars didn’t really regret it but he still felt lonely.
***
Earth felt bad to say the least, but he was more worried about something else that bothered him, his name, what was his name? He couldn’t remember, that made him anxious and probably self absorbed in the eyes of others as the development in the human world got higher developments in technology, causing headaches all the time, lice, any sane person would call them. But the Blue ball wasn’t sane, he adored the tiny humans to some extent, okay maybe a lot, and as time went on he grew close to and fond of Luna.
That is until~
The offer.
Flashback:
The Earth fell asleep on one particular day, nothing about it would stand out because there was no way to tell what was day or what was night, thoughts that would drive any normal person sane, but he, Whatever his name used to be, wasn’t sane, wasn’t born normal. Hazy memories of the weirdest animal interactions would pop up in his head, but this by far was still his most cryptic experience.
‘Hello.’ called out a dreamy voice in an ink black void, Earth looked around, he must be dreaming.
‘Hi?’ he replied.
‘You’re Earth, aren’t ya?’ The voice seemed to be male…but it was too soft.
‘Yes?’, it popped like a question.
Earth doesn’t remember what happened afterwards, all he knew was that-that
His name was Lunar…right?
(1877 words)
Chapter 4: Estranged times
…In a RUSH, he’ll come and get ya…
…Turn ya whole skin inside out with a zipper…
‘Ophelia, it’s no use, we are getting nowhere.’ Nyx grumbled as he toyed with a miniature toy in his hand, it held sentimental value for the Panthesa but it was pure distaste and rage that went into somehow dismantling it. He's been at it for days now; the craft gave no sign of structural damage. Thankfully Ophelia replied before he got an aneurysm.
‘This is the Night-Cage maze, I am not sure we CAN get anywhere.’ she replied dejected, pouting; for a person who treats him like a child, she sure knows how to act like one.
‘Thanks your ever cheerful highness.’ The feline replied sarcastically, he was clueless about their whereabouts and how long they’ve been stuck in this hellhole, the only thing luminating in the blanket of cold darkness around them was a neon lamp, which fed on energy they didn’t have.
‘You’re not exactly Luma either.’ she sighed.
‘Don’t you dare bring him up again.’ Nyx snapped, he clenched the toy hard. He loved Ophelia but she was damn insensitive, like she didn’t know-
Who was he kidding? Of course she didn’t, one of her few quirks that emerged as a part of her …no he mustn't not think about it.
‘Right, the fight…sorry?’ She was silent for a while before quietly adding,’I’m sure we can fix this.’
‘As much as I like fixing things, not all can.’, The feline pushed away his tears, choking down a sob, he hesitated before bitterly adding,’You don’t know what’s broken-’
‘Bold of you to assume.’ Ophie mumbled, was there amusement in her tone? He tried to control his temper and not wipe the ever present trace-like, confused expression on her face; which often occurred in a conversation about emotions and subtle players.
‘What is that supposed to mean?’ Nyx tried to sound furious but failed miserably as his voice came out meek and pathetic, Ophie sat beside him against the wall, fixing his mask as he avoided eye contact.
‘I mean, I know what happened before- before, like he told me.’ she finally finished, looking defeated but Nyx’s blood grew cold as his heartbeat raised exponentially.
‘You know…’
‘This really isn’t a big deal, we can fix this-’ she desperately clinged on to any moment of silence but The feline’s ear twitched and cat eyes turned into mere slits.
‘You. Know.’ he looked ready to pounce on her, she didn’t seem particularly afraid, her dull green eyes locked with his.
‘Yes, I know. But surely you must have a reason?’ she asked as she ruffled his disheveled Black hair, nearly making the already loose winter cap fall, moments like this made him wish he was taller. He hated being short.
‘I don’t need your pity.’ he pushed her away, straightening the loose beanie.
‘Seriously? You know how hard it’s for me to keep check of human emotions, don’t get me started on extra terrestrial ones!’ she huffed, he was secretly relieved that she had diverted from the topic, Ophie usually does, attention wasn’t exactly a skill of hers, unless it came to science.
‘Ouch, I am soooo hurt.’ Nyx replied in an overly dramatic fashion, and it did fool her.
‘Wait really? Oh I am so-’ Ophie frantically began to apologize, he put a hold to that.
‘That was sarcasm, your highness.’
‘Oh- wait is this sarcasm??’ She asked, clearly suspicious, moments like these were what made Nyx wonder who was older.
‘No my queen.’ He showed his fake disappointment in an even more dramatic fashion, wanting to keep her far away from the truth and the original point of discussion.
‘Distractions don’t work on me, you know?’ Ophie frowned, Nyx had to admit; he was a little confounded that her dense brain got him, but mostly it was irritation laced with guilt and regret. Why? He tried not to think about it.
‘It wasn’t even you, literally.’ Ophie seemed to be annoyed, of course he could be wrong but that doesn’t stop one from being right.
‘Don’t speak about things you don’t know.’
‘I think I know.’ her annoying voice interrupted his thought.
‘Know what?’ Nyx snapped, tired of her omniscient tone.
‘Welll, you think we are fucking doomed, guess what? We’re stuck, not same as dooming.’ She shrugged, looking carefree as ever, everything was a joke to her.
‘Oh, big talk coming from you, asshole.’ He could practically feel her anger radiating like heat, sadistic as he was, the pleasure found was even more so.
‘I said I was sorry.’
‘I wish I could believe you.’
‘Look you’re that thing or whatever…just forget it, I don’t wanna talk about it.’
‘I’m sorry, you want to talk about quantum mechanics instead?’
‘Will you let it go?! I’m sorry I was a total bitch but I…don’t know what to say, huh.’
‘Of course you don’t, my lady. Next time I’ll hang myself if necessary.’
‘What do you want me to do Nyx?! Get a fucking pill for it?!’ she finally burst out.
‘How about trying not to be…’, his voice trailed off.
‘I. Am. Not- you know what? I don’t see the fucking point…I give up, let’s just not talk.’ She finally answered, not making eye contact, as usual.
Nyx felt his ears twitch as he heard steps,
Approaching closer and closer.
‘Don’t move.’ Ophie covered his mouth and pulled him behind another wall, he nearly tore her hand off, probably would’ve growled if not for the warning look she was giving him.
‘It’s the shadow hunter.’ she whispered.
‘I figured, genius.’.
Without any warning Nyx felt an arm grabbing him,
Pulling closer and closer.
(935 words)
Chapter 5: Just a burning memory
…It’s everything you ever want, everything you ever need…
…It’s fire, it’s freedom, it’s flooding open, it is the greatest show!…
He had tears in his eyes, he had clothes on his body, hair on his head but he had no name and as the rain plattered and splattered on his head, he most likely did not have a roof over his head. Who was he? It’s hard to say when one doesn’t have a name and is disowned by their own parents at the age of ten. He wallowed in self pity as his woe ran down his head- his face. All he could think about was the buzz of angry questions in his head, why was magic forbidden among civilians? The overlords and their majesties were both loved and feared upon because of their magic, why did he have to be any different? What was so wretched about these crafts?
‘I hope Karo drags them to hell…those big-’
‘Now, now, is this any way to speak about your parents, little one?’ Came one of those highly charismatic voices that made you wanna absorb every word of what the person says, with no care for the content.
He turned sharply, expecting…oh who in The Angel’s name cares? A man stood there, a little short of 6 feet, his face and eyes largely hidden by a ridiculously large cap, but even without that ‘He’ could practically taste the arrogant smile which lay upon his face, which left ‘him’ lingering with hatred.
‘How can you know you-you cunt?’ ‘He’ asked, far worse slurs resting on his lip, threatening to spill as his eyes burned and vision blurred.
‘I am used to the expression and tears little one, I see it everyday.’ answered the man, the child couldn’t tell whether the man was being serious or sardonic.
‘Watcha want?!’
‘What can I want from you? Do tell me dear child.’
‘Stop it. Stop it.’ His hands were shaking, as he sat down on what was supposedly a bench. The man bit his lip, as he moved towards the child and sat down beside him without uttering a word.
‘These are called words my little friend, they won’t hurt you.’ One of his visible eye was liquid Blue.
‘Go away.’
‘And if I don’t?’
‘Then-then, I will!’ The child declared as the man sighed and removed his hat. He had a sharp face, his messy hair falling on his golden headband around his forehead.
‘My dear you mustn’t-’
‘When will you stop treating me like a child?’ then the man stared right into his silver eyes,
‘Aren’t you one?’
Tears threatened to spill out, ‘He’ wanted to crawl in a hole and die, what would they even write in his grave if he had one?
‘Ah…you mustn't be afraid to cry, you are still a child, it doesn’t matter what your parents say.’
No reply.
‘My name is Adam, what’s yours little one?’ that hit the nerve for the child, he burst out into violent tears, what was he to say? What was he to say? That thy’s parents have not given him a name?
Adam just watched his gaze still like ice as the child cried, making no effort to comfort him and ‘He’ couldn’t understand why, why was here, why wouldn’t he walk away, why wouldn’t he react? Slowly the child stopped bawling, and just stared into his lap, refusing to make eye contact.
‘Why wouldn’t you do something? Why wouldn’t you scold me? Why wouldn’t you walk away?’
‘My, my, for a grown up child you sure ask a lot of questions.’ Adam chuckled.
‘You did not answer my question.’
‘Would you want a strange man to comfort you?’
‘No.’
‘Would you want him to scold you?’
‘No.’
‘Would you want him to walk away?’
‘No-’the boy realized what he had just said,’You tricked me!’
‘No my friend, I simply did what you asked me to do.’
~discontinued (Too formal/changed storylines, doesn’t sound like Luna or Earth)
This is fine.

Feeling pretty proud of myself and want to celebrate a bit. It's been so satisfying to stand up for myself. We have a professional connection so I can't block him completely, but after a lifelong pattern of toxicity and emotional abuse, and a childhood that never taught me how to have boundaries, I'm finally putting my foot down.
This guy and I have been going back and forth for a year. He's done some messed up shit; lying, lying about lying, insulting me, humiliating me, accusing me of all the lewd things, yelling and swearing, just generally being a dick. Then a cycle of half-assed apologies, promises of change, tragic backstories, guilt trips, threats of suicide, and just generally being pathetic. We separated for a while after each big fight, but he always reeled me back in. I wanted to be 'kind' and 'understanding' or whatever. I fell for it every time... until now. The therapy is working. The right feelings are there when I need them. I've been trying to work out my Boundaries muscles, and friends, I'm finally seeing gains!
Gonna (over)share some excerpts of our chats. Skip if it's not your scene. But like, I can't believe my own sheer audacity. Like, all I feel for him now is anger and annoyance. I don't wish him ill, because I don't need to. The life he's building for himself is exactly the life he deserves, and the best he can do is go work on that, far far away from me. I'm pretty sure this is what growth feels like.
Him: Hi Me: Hi...? That's it? Okay, wow. I don't even know what to say. I know you're just waiting to accuse me of "fucking everybody" again; let's just get it overwith. I know I'm just a thing you're trying to own. You don't need to pretend to respect me anymore. H: I wanna be a friend again that's it? M: I don't think we were ever really friends. Friends don't shame, humiliate, yell, lie, and insult friends. H: I don't get it?? I'm not prefect [sic], I make mistakes M: (Quoting a previous chat) "I'm honestly afraid of you now. I won't be putting myself in a position to be your target again." H: I haven't drank since that day. And I'm taking a day at a time. M: I get that, but I'm done paying for your mistakes. H: You'll never well [sic] because that won't happen again M: I've heard that before. Just words. The drinking is only a drop in the bucket. It's the entitlement, the feeling like you get to punish me when I don't do what you want, and I just owe you forgiveness every time. Serious question, after a year of the same old cycle - why should I believe you? H: I'll never push u around ever for nothing, and u don't have to believe me u know, I'm just apologizing the best I can... I've said I made mistakes... and ill [sic] never touch u in anyway [sic] u understand M: Yeah, big ones. Not touching me violently is below the bare minimum. All I asked for was consistent kindness. And you showed me over and over that that's not something you think I deserve. H: Of course u do... I was stupid for saying dumb things M: Nah, I know you're not stupid. You didn't just make dumb mistakes once or twice. You were hurtful and manipulative on purpose. You knew exactly what you were doing. H: I was pretty drunk, and I don't remember what I've said, why I feel stupid and dumb M: How convenient for you. "I don't remember" makes it worse. I have to remember all the horrible things you said to me, and I live with it every day. And you just get to say "I forgot, so it doesn't matter"? (ETA: something he's actually said.) Nah, I call BS. H: I'm serious I don't, but for what it's worth I'm sorry, and it seems like your [sic] putting me down, it's like everyone around here :( but I'll be okay thou [sic]. M: It's not my intention to put you down. I have every reason to be angry with you, and I am. I'm literally just saying things you did and how it made me feel. If that seems like a put down to you, seems to me like you dug your own grave. :shrug: I don't know what to tell you. It's not my job to make you feel better about the damage you've done to me. Please understand that I'm not going to comfort you, or tell you what you want to hear. I've done enough of that and got stabbed in the back every time. You used up all my patience, and beat my good nature to death. You're the one who reached out. You don't have to talk to me if you don't like what I have to say. H: Sorry for everything, I have feelings to u know, but I'll be fine
I can't even reply, because I have SO MUCH to say about HIS FUCKING FEELINGS - I lived at the mercy of them for a year. I feel like I'm armed and dangerous, holding myself back from starting a nuclear war. I have become the bear. Best for him to just leave me alone, but if he wakes up and chooses to poke the bear... let's fucking go. I'm not mad, I'm done. He's like an annoying little mosquito to me. I know I'm being petty, and taking some extra shit out on him (Please don't judge me too harshy! I'm not used to navigating conflict and I might be overcompensating). But hey. I'm ready, willing, and able to talk about it. He's just not gonna like anything I say. Like, he seriously thinks I care whether he'll be fine or not? Like my life still revolves around his feelings? Dude, go be fine, or don't; I don't give a fuck. Not my circus, not my monkeys.
Healthy, protective anger. Feels good, man.

Christi had some savage insults. What's your favorite Christi quote?

My partner left me with our two young children after grooming me for years. How do I heal?
I am 26f and my ex partner is 69m.
That’s hard to type out and admit to the situation I’ve found myself in. This has been my biggest secret for years.
I met my partner at 19. I worked as a waitress at the barestaurant he owns. I had a lot of fun I was cute and I loved being around customers. My personality was sarcastic and charming. A lot of people became my friends there. He watched me a lot and he gave me uneasy vibes. I kept it to myself he was a known creep. I didn’t think much of it until I had turned 21 (still working as a waitress) and he started becoming inappropriate with me. He would touch me around corners and spaces where I couldn’t push him away or it would be obvious to others what he was doing. For some reason I didn’t want to get him caught. He stayed in a dark room next to the bathrooms when I went to go pee one drink night after work I was drinking with my coworkers. He held my wrists led me into the dark side of the room and forcibly made me make out with him. That was the beginning.
I didn’t have much family and what I did have was an addict mother and a distant dad. I didn’t have a good example or even anyone to talk to about this. He poured sweet words into my head and professed his love and honestly it felt nice. He had found out I was a virgin after our first encounter. I was too scared to tell him I didn’t want to look like a child. He treated me like a hookup. Once he found out I was a virgin and he was my first he had become obsessive with me.
I found out he was married and had children older than me. He gave me the same story any married man would give you and me being so struck by him I dealt with it. I know I’m wrong. I will be punished in life for what I’ve done emotionally to this other woman. I’m not a victim.
He convinced me to have his child. He was having sex with me unprotected and professed how badly he wanted another chance at fatherhood. He was so busy with his first children he felt he missed out. His parents moved from his hometown in Greece to help him and his wife raise the children. I gave in. I was 23 and wanted a child. I knew he could support that child comfortably. I was very naive.
I was induced and had a quiet lonely labor without him present. I moved in with my mother and raised my daughter quietly mostly on my own. (My pregnancy was kept secret until I gave birth) I loved her so much. My whole life felt changed. It was hard to cope having him pop in and out but I tried to believe his love and made it work. Anytime I asked him for more time he got angry and told me I was asking too much. He was becoming insecure and more controlling. He secretly put trackers on my car. Had my phones location and checked my phone regularly.
I broke it off because I resented my loneliness so much. I became close with a guy my age. He was compassionate, loved my daughter, and enjoyed being my friend. My ex partner discovered my relationship by having microphones and trackers on my car and diaper bag
I was trying to coparent with my partner but he makes it very difficult trying to bring me back to him. Eventually he convinced me to come back to him move out of my home and try to be a family. I give in and try my best to make this work. He is more insecure calling me insults. A whore for being with another man and that I have ruined everything he will never love me the same. He eventually calms down and we get into a little routine with very high ups and very low lows.
Fast forward I accidentally become pregnant with our second child. I was distraught. I didn’t know how I would handle two children on my own with little help. My pregnancy put me in the hospital a dozen times from extreme sickness which looking back was extreme anxiety. I wanted to terminate but I couldn’t afford it and he wouldn’t allow me to. He confessed the affair to his wife and he moved in fully with me. She threatened me and tried to confront me but I was very pregnant and sick I couldn’t handle it. He reassured me he was with me because the kids needed him. He promised he would never leave. I tried to be secure and be excited for our second child. We found out she was another girl. I was happier than I’d been in years.
A few days before I had our daughter his oldest child died in a tragic accident. I tried to wait and hold off going into labor before the funeral. I had my child the morning of his viewing.
Midnight I went into labor he had stumbled home after drinking and grieving. He tried to force sexual acts on me but I had to explain I was in labor. He yelled at me on the way to the hospital for being in so much pain I threw up in his car. He was so different. I chalked it up to his child dying I needed to let him go through it atleast he was here this time.
I had a very hard labor our daughter got stuck but she came three hours later. He seemed disassociated the whole birth. He left an hour after I had her to go home sleep and get ready for the viewing later. He patted my shoulder and said good job. I bit my lip and tried to be positive. My mother brought me home two days later
I learned to breastfeed and give my toddler attention. I never asked him to help me I was on my own again and I was determined to do it on my own. He was in between my house and his ex wives to help . They were both grieving I tried to be understanding but I was alone except for at night. I started resenting him and fighting more than ever before. He started going away on fishing trips more and more. He only came home for sex. I kept the house clean and tried to keep him happy with sex even if my body wasn’t ready. He was getting frustrated and pushing me away. He couldn’t accept my postpartum and said him being financially responsible was enough. I asked too much and I wasn’t happy all I did was bitch at him I was unappreciative I was a whore. Eventually nothings could be said. Maybe I’m wrong for bitching all the time I couldn’t stop I just wanted to pull him in and be there for him while he was grieving
I had a lot of suspicions. He started hating me. He insulted me and put me down sex started to hurt. He was different. I became different and angry when before I would pretend to be happy
It all ended a few days ago. He called on his way back from a fishing trip. He said we were done I pushed him away I caused this. After a lot of me begging for an explanation he finally told me he’s going back to his wife they need to support each other in their grief. He says I played a huge role in this and his child dying was karma for what we did. He packed all of his things and I came home to an empty house. I’m gutted and devastated.
Our last conversation he wants me to live in our current home that he owns and he will make a lease agreement I have to sign. I will not be doing that. I will be moving with my family an hour and a half away and filing emergency custody. I will let him have some time as well. One of the terms in his lease is that I have to agree to never have another man around our kids. I will never sign and let him control me again
How do I heal and coparent with this man that hurt me all these years.

My partner left me with our two young children after grooming me for years. How do I heal?
I am 26f and my ex partner is 69m.
That’s hard to type out and admit to the situation I’ve found myself in. This has been my biggest secret for years.
I met my partner at 19. I worked as a waitress at the barestaurant he owns. I had a lot of fun I was cute and I loved being around customers. My personality was sarcastic and charming. A lot of people became my friends there. He watched me a lot and he gave me uneasy vibes. I kept it to myself he was a known creep. I didn’t think much of it until I had turned 21 (still working as a waitress) and he started becoming inappropriate with me. He would touch me around corners and spaces where I couldn’t push him away or it would be obvious to others what he was doing. For some reason I didn’t want to get him caught. He stayed in a dark room next to the bathrooms when I went to go pee one drink night after work I was drinking with my coworkers. He held my wrists led me into the dark side of the room and forcibly made me make out with him. That was the beginning.
I didn’t have much family and what I did have was an addict mother and a distant dad. I didn’t have a good example or even anyone to talk to about this. He poured sweet words into my head and professed his love and honestly it felt nice. He had found out I was a virgin after our first encounter. I was too scared to tell him I didn’t want to look like a child. He treated me like a hookup. Once he found out I was a virgin and he was my first he had become obsessive with me.
I found out he was married and had children older than me. He gave me the same story any married man would give you and me being so struck by him I dealt with it. I know I’m wrong. I will be punished in life for what I’ve done emotionally to this other woman. I’m not a victim.
He convinced me to have his child. He was having sex with me unprotected and professed how badly he wanted another chance at fatherhood. He was so busy with his first children he felt he missed out. His parents moved from his hometown in Greece to help him and his wife raise the children. I gave in. I was 23 and wanted a child. I knew he could support that child comfortably. I was very naive.
I was induced and had a quiet lonely labor without him present. I moved in with my mother and raised my daughter quietly mostly on my own. (My pregnancy was kept secret until I gave birth) I loved her so much. My whole life felt changed. It was hard to cope having him pop in and out but I tried to believe his love and made it work. Anytime I asked him for more time he got angry and told me I was asking too much. He was becoming insecure and more controlling. He secretly put trackers on my car. Had my phones location and checked my phone regularly.
I broke it off because I resented my loneliness so much. I became close with a guy my age. He was compassionate, loved my daughter, and enjoyed being my friend. My ex partner discovered my relationship by having microphones and trackers on my car and diaper bag
I was trying to coparent with my partner but he makes it very difficult trying to bring me back to him. Eventually he convinced me to come back to him move out of my home and try to be a family. I give in and try my best to make this work. He is more insecure calling me insults. A whore for being with another man and that I have ruined everything he will never love me the same. He eventually calms down and we get into a little routine with very high ups and very low lows.
Fast forward I accidentally become pregnant with our second child. I was distraught. I didn’t know how I would handle two children on my own with little help. My pregnancy put me in the hospital a dozen times from extreme sickness which looking back was extreme anxiety. I wanted to terminate but I couldn’t afford it and he wouldn’t allow me to. He confessed the affair to his wife and he moved in fully with me. She threatened me and tried to confront me but I was very pregnant and sick I couldn’t handle it. He reassured me he was with me because the kids needed him. He promised he would never leave. I tried to be secure and be excited for our second child. We found out she was another girl. I was happier than I’d been in years.
A few days before I had our daughter his oldest child died in a tragic accident. I tried to wait and hold off going into labor before the funeral. I had my child the morning of his viewing.
Midnight I went into labor he had stumbled home after drinking and grieving. He tried to force sexual acts on me but I had to explain I was in labor. He yelled at me on the way to the hospital for being in so much pain I threw up in his car. He was so different. I chalked it up to his child dying I needed to let him go through it atleast he was here this time.
I had a very hard labor our daughter got stuck but she came three hours later. He seemed disassociated the whole birth. He left an hour after I had her to go home sleep and get ready for the viewing later. He patted my shoulder and said good job. I bit my lip and tried to be positive. My mother brought me home two days later
I learned to breastfeed and give my toddler attention. I never asked him to help me I was on my own again and I was determined to do it on my own. He was in between my house and his ex wives to help . They were both grieving I tried to be understanding but I was alone except for at night. I started resenting him and fighting more than ever before. He started going away on fishing trips more and more. He only came home for sex. I kept the house clean and tried to keep him happy with sex even if my body wasn’t ready. He was getting frustrated and pushing me away. He couldn’t accept my postpartum and said him being financially responsible was enough. I asked too much and I wasn’t happy all I did was bitch at him I was unappreciative I was a whore. Eventually nothings could be said. Maybe I’m wrong for bitching all the time I couldn’t stop I just wanted to pull him in and be there for him while he was grieving
I had a lot of suspicions. He started hating me. He insulted me and put me down sex started to hurt. He was different. I became different and angry when before I would pretend to be happy
It all ended a few days ago. He called on his way back from a fishing trip. He said we were done I pushed him away I caused this. After a lot of me begging for an explanation he finally told me he’s going back to his wife they need to support each other in their grief. He says I played a huge role in this and his child dying was karma for what we did. He packed all of his things and I came home to an empty house. I’m gutted and devastated.
Our last conversation he wants me to live in our current home that he owns and he will make a lease agreement I have to sign. I will not be doing that. I will be moving with my family an hour and a half away and filing emergency custody. I will let him have some time as well. One of the terms in his lease is that I have to agree to never have another man around our kids. I will never sign and let him control me again
How do I heal and coparent with this man that hurt me all these years.

(Only Europe, Please) - short note - If you're not into reading or receiving long messages,don't read any further + Please If you don't want to read everything because of my post being too long for you & instead of reading It all - ..skip some parts - find another person to talk to.Let's respect each other and our free time. All people criticizing/making fun of me & other people - will be blocked.Pretty much as people questioning my post and giving me unsolicited advice.I'm not here for any conflicts and I know I can't please everyone - I know I never will.. However It's me who should feel comfortable in my new potential friendship & obviously someone who wants to be my friend - not the whole world.. which is why I don't need any advice from people who don't even want to be a part of my life. The amount of rude people on Reddit always criticizing others and making fun of them is unbelievably high but let me tell you something - NEVER let anyone make choices for you and criticize you only because you're different! Always fight for your dreams and never let anyone make you think you're worthless! It's your life and you're the one deciding what's best for you - If you want to judge me despite not even wanting to talk to me or give me advice better block me! I'm an adult woman and I make all decisions on my own.I'm not trying to "fit in" and be like everyone else - just to get more attention.Accept me for who I am or let go - is my motto.
★
🤍
Hello guys! 🙂 (read everything before you decide to send me a message) Please send me a message ONLY If you're in the same situation and If your expectations are the same as mine.I want to find like minded people from Europe (Why Europe? Read my post to find out) I'm looking for something permanent (remember - you can feel lonely even If you're surrounded by others - If there's no emotional bond) I'm fed up of meeting people who never make time for me & only text me once or twice a week to ask me "what are you up to?" Out of boredom.I don't want to meet people asking others a million of questions like "what's your favorite movie?" Just to give them one word answer and ask them another question "and music? Your favorite song?" I'm looking for something "deeper" & different 🙂
★
🤍
What kind of friend would I like to find? Someone to talk to on a daily basis - Someone who needs It & wants It just as much as me
🤍
What are my expectations? I would like to meet someone in a similar situation – why? Because I honestly feel like only a person with the same expectations and a similar outlook on life would get along with me & because I feel more comfortable talking to people like me..Friendless people who need a strong bond - people without friends and partners.. Don't get me wrong…Most people deserve to be happy and It's good to have friends but people who have friends or families in real life are usually more focused on them (which is completely understandable) & have less time for others + I simply don't want to be replaced by anyone..I kind of envy people who can call others , true friends given I don't have an emotional bond with any of my acquaintances. Please send me a message only If you're not In a relationship and don't have friends for the same reasons I've already mentioned before
★
🤍
Whenever I hear that others have friends I simply get sad because (believe it or not) If I had to choose between 20 people to talk to (acquaintances) and one special person - I'd choose that one special person without any hesitation .
★
🤍
I also want to talk to others every day because..I want to see someone’s effort & be someone's first choice - not another person to have random conversations with..some people ask me "Why do you want to talk to people from Europe?" Well..Because I would like to see someone I'd get along with - In the far future - face to face :) + I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to receive a message - waiting 6 hours to receive a message is more than enough
★
🤍
I'm by no means criticizing people who don't want to talk to others often / People who really are super busy & People who want to find someone to have unimportant conversations with - I'm aware that not everyone has the same expectations which is why everything you're reading now - is here for a reason :) All I'm suggesting is - I don't want anything temporary and I don't want to be the one always giving more than receiving.Listen people - I used to ignore being..ignored by others..always being just an option to talk to during tough times or moments of boredom.I was too young to realize that I was never important enough for most people that were a part of my life. I don't know who needs to hear this but..No one is too busy to make time for you! People make excuses to avoid others because they prioritize everything and (maybe) everyone..over them. It's true that most people are busy - but It takes only a few seconds to start a conversation (If you're into short messages) and a few minutes (1-10/15) to type a long message . Don't let anyone lie to you.
★
🤍
Truth is that most people either don't like you enough to make time for you or just simply - feel no need to talk to others often but are they too busy? No..You don't need to send me a message just to ask me and tell me "Do you really want to talk every day? I like long messages but I can't promise to contact you often" If you really are unsure please don't send me a message.I don't need more acquaintances aka people to talk to - occasionally.
🤍
I'm not trying to sound rude but conversations once or twice a week wouldn't be enough for me and I don't need them... Let me tell you one thing – A true friend would never just give up on you for no reason :) It’s always possible to find someone to have a random conversation with – someone willing to send you one message once or twice a week..but..It’s almost impossible to find people willing to make more time for you.
★
🤍
I’m not asking a busy person to make time for me by changing some plans! Absolutely not! I’m here to find someone who wants to talk daily (throughout the day or maybe even night) of one’s own will.Someone looking for the same kind of connection.Strong friendships are based on mutual support. One of the best things you can do for a friend in need, is just to be there for them when they want to talk.I often see posts from people who always say how friendless they are because they don't feel loved or appreciated by their "friends" remember! A true friend - someone who truly likes you or someone who wants to get to know you - will always find time for you.
★
🤍
I'm not interested in small talk/short messages - I love long and meaningful conversations. It's so easy to find someone who loves abbreviations and questions like "How are you?" How was your day? Or what are you interested in? But so hard/almost impossible to find a person who knows how to keep a conversation going & show others some effort.Building and maintaining friendships takes time and effort.Never allow pursuits or possessions to become bigger priorities than your relations with other people.Close friendships are so important to us because they are so difficult to form + Having friends can help you feel as if you belong to something that brings purpose and connection to your life
🤍
• I do NOT respond to any „Hey,hmu” or „u want to talk?” type of messages (super short messages or messages full of abbreviations – I literally can’t stand abbreviations and acronyms in text messages) ALL messages full of abbreviations will immediately be ignored.I also don't like it when people ignore everything I say in private messages just to focus on a random question or? When they start talking only about themselves and don't ever ask me anything. I love conversations with people referring to everything I say...I want everything I say and do - to be reciprocated
🤍
• No NSFW profiles (checking mental health subreddits NOT included as I'm a huge empath and always try to understand others) - Please! I'm not looking for anyone to flirt with and I'm not looking for a partner either. I always check people's profiles (even comment history) - To avoid guys, trying to get inappropriate pictures from adult women or? flirt with them + I don't want to see you with no clothes on so If you're on Reddit only because you want others to see what's underneath your clothes - I'm not for you! I just simply don't want to see any s e x related activity on your profile If you want to talk to me.
🤍
• If both of us (you and I) are from the same country (I live in a non-English speaking country) - I want to communicate with you in our first language! No - Not because I don't understand English - because as you see - I do. Why then? English is simply overrated and people don't appreciate other languages as much as they should. So.. If we're from the same country and you want to talk only in English (which is quite common on reddit) - Talk to someone else. I just don't want to talk to a person from the same country as mine - in a foreign language as It's just something I don't understand even If all you want is to improve your language skills
🤍
• Please only adult people 18-36 (age range) It doesn't matter to me If you're younger or older than me (as long as you're not underage) So.. don't worry! I just want to have discussions with emotionally mature people :)
🤍
• I don’t respond to messages I don’t find interesting even If they're long - If after receiving and reading your message I don't feel comfortable or think "I wouldn't get along with him/her" I simply do not respond (what I’m suggesting is that I don’t always respond to someone’s first or second message because..sometimes you just know If you’d get along with someone or not- I’d never ignore anyone after days or weeks of daily conversations though) just because I don’t want to do anything forcefully & because I don’t want to lead anyone on. I read all messages but I definitely don't respond to all of them! I want to make it clear because I don't want to be accused of not responding and not reading people's messages! - Some people don't message me back as well and even If It's a bit disappointing I'm ok with that! - as long as there's no emotional bond - Not responding to someone's first or second message Is completely OK! If people think they wouldn't get along with a stranger - is there a reason to start a conversation? I don't think so. I can't stand being ignored after days or weeks of daily conversations and seeing people changing priorities over time.. but that's something different - something I don't want to go through ever again for real. If I'm really interested in someone's message it's impossible to hear from me "I'm too busy" because I know myself and If I had no time for others - I wouldn't be here. I don't want to pretend someone I'm not and always try to find some cheap excuses to avoid others. (unlike most people who don't want to talk to others)
🤍
• Don’t ask me “Can you tell me something about yourself?” If you really want to get to know me - you can ask me questions :) I'm an open book.
🤍
• It would be better If you guys were into emojis - like me - to describe your emotions In text messages. Two emojis - 🙂 and 🙁 are completely enough! I just don't like emotionless conversations.I also don't like it when people say "yeah" or yea"as it sounds dismissively. First impression Is everything to me! I want to see your kindness even in a text message - Emojis are very helpful to express your emotions.I don't want to meet people who say "crying Is a weakness" - It's OK to cry even If you're a guy!
🤍
• I want to talk on reddit first (just to make sure If I'd get along with you) before moving to Discord or some other app
🤍
• I would rather talk to a homebody - not another person who always has something to do as people who are very busy don't even have time for daily conversations
🤍
• If you're another person interested only in "childish conversations" such as "HEYOOO! I'M BORED! Ya like Pizza or cheese? xDDDD 🤣" I'm begging you! Don't send me a message.I'm not a child anymore and such messages don't make me smile or laugh.I'm looking for someone interested In serious discussions - not another person just seeking some entertainment out of boredom . Conversations with sarcastic undertones (even when It comes to some emojis such as 🤣😂) are not for me. Your typing style matters to me! Why? when It comes to online conversations with someone new - It's not always possible to know If someone Is laughing at you.. or with you. Let me tell you something else! Jokes about cancer, disabilities and death are UNACCEPTABLE to me. If you find joy In someone else's misfortune you are not a person I want to know.
🤍
• Time response matters to me a lot! I would never ask anyone to be online all day long and I'm NOT asking any of you for any instant messaging as I'm someone who would rather wait an hour or two to receive a proper response instead of some short and pointless messages but I'm interested only in daily conversations and I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to get a message from you.I don't need unbelievably long messages either! Messages as long as the second paragraph of my post - are completely enough. If you like longer messages? you can send me a longer message, but If you want to send me one word or one sentence as a response to my post - don't expect a reaction from me. I don't want to come across as rude - I just don't want to waste your time
🤍
• I'm strongly AGAINST picking on people you don't even want to chat with - and making fun of them! I can't stand people who criticize others publicly or make fun of them! (only because they disagree with someone they don't even know) There's no place In my life for someone using Reddit, to hurt other people
🤍
• I'm not into foul language and I definitely don't want to talk to people who swear a lot...
🤍
• I want to meet assertive people who know what they want and always stand up for their friends
🤍
• I want to meet someone willing to call me In the future, someone spontaneously sending me pictures of animals or food, et cetera. I want more than just text conversations.. 🌻
🤍
Why can’t you see any of my hobbies listed down below? Because what really matters to me is..who you are (If you’re honest, talkative ,understanding, caring and trustworthy – for example) just simply – It matters to me what you’re like! not what you like.Don’t get me wrong – you can tell me what your hobbies are but from my point of view - people's hobbies are important - If you want to find a gaming buddy or If you want to meet someone to hang out with in real life and..go bowling for example.What most people seem to care about are other people's passions – I don’t. I get along with other people despite having completely different hobbies but I absolutely don’t get along with people way different than me (different expectations and outlook on life – way different sense of humor or personality traits – It’s just an example) It doesn't make ANY DIFFERENCE to me If you're a gamer or? Someone interested in photography! It doesn't make any difference - > as long as you're talkative and kind and If you also want to find someone willing to stay in your life..for good - But If you're into small talk and all you want is to...type and receive super short messages or If you're here only because you're bored and don't know what to do + If you're a very sarcastic person - I'm definitely not for you! I don't get along with overly sarcastic people turning everything into a joke. Friendships should be natural – not forced. I wouldn't get along with people who laugh at everything.. In my opinion most people are way too sarcastic.. It's quite sad... Sarcasm can also be another form of passive-aggressive behavior.
★
🤍
People who want to be to friends should feel comfortable and have something in common. No - not necessarily a similar taste in music or movies but something else..Most friendships don't fizzle out because of people not having the same hobbies but..because they just simply have different expectations when It comes to something important.I'm not here out of boredom and trust me - I'm not here to meet as many people as possible.I choose quality over quantity.I highly value myself and my time & Sometimes one person but a person who makes you feel comfortable and understood - is more than enough :) We ALL can choose what kind of people we’d like to talk to and maybe even become really good friends with and I? I don’t want anyone to be disappointed.We all have some expectations after all.I know that people don't have to talk as often as possible in order to become friends but I'm interested only in daily conversations. If you really need someone to talk to due to loneliness and If you have time to talk to me daily (throughout the day and maybe even night) I always make time for others.I'm literally always available.I could even stay up all night long only to talk to someone important to me. I’m ready to commit but only If there’s some chemistry between me and someone else.I don’t do anything forcefully.
★
🤍
If you want to talk to me tell me your story - tell me why you're here, what kind of friend would you like to meet :) Et cetera.Such messages are way more interesting to me than...someone's long list of hobbies. I know! It's unusual on reddit but I don't make friends based on hobbies..I want to meet someone with the same mindset as mine to finally feel understood and get close to someone new. You can share your problems with me - I absolutely don't mind "complaining" as I've been through a lot in my life.What do people usually tell you when you tell them that something's wrong? "Don't complain" or "Life's not over yet - one day you'll be happy" or "There are worse situations than yours" and..obviously "Find a therapist" Life's not a fairytale and sometimes things don't go as planned.Emotions shouldn't be bottled up.I'm sick of people always telling others "everything's gonna be ok" move on " & more..Trust me people - not everyone wants to hear "Just believe in yourself and everything's gonna be ok" Some people take it as reassurance - but others? They would rather hear something different 🙁Imagine being told that things will be okay, only for them to get worse..Do you guys know why telling someone "everything's gonna be ok" Is wrong? Because you can't see the future.
★
🤍
You can't guarantee others that one day they'll finally be happy + when It comes to social interactions - We're responsible only for ourselves - not others & as you guys know people let us down quite often (sometimes even when there's no reason) so instead of telling people how they should move on, forget everything and be happy or asking them to find a therapist - be there for them! Always be willing to listen to them If you really like them or want to get to know them & don't suggest everyone in a tough situation to find a therapist because even the best therapist won't ever replace a true friend + It's quite normal to be disappointed If people always do something to hurt you. Sharing your hardships with other people in a very similar situation or exactly the same one - is VERY helpful If the other person understands you & wants to start all over by just letting it all out! Feeling emotional support instead of always hearing some "positive quotes" or someone saying "Stop complaining let's talk about something else - Is very important! "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. I appreciate sensitive people who always try to understand others. If after hearing a sad story all you want to say is "forget the past and move on" you're not for me. It's important to be a good listener and provide emotional support to others
★
🤍
Please - If you're a completely different person than the described type of person I'm looking for (If you love abbreviations,If you don't need a stable friendship, If you're sarcastic and quiet) or If you simply disagree with my post - don't force yourself to send me a message.I want my new potential friendship to be natural which is why I want you to contact me only If your needs are the same - I don't want you to pretend someone you're not - only to please me - Pretending to be someone you're not - is the worst.I want to finally be happy again & find someone "always" wanting to talk - sending me random pictures throughout the day - food pictures or pictures of some animals. What is the most important to me? I want to find people who value online friendships as much as they would value real life ones as there's another human being on the other side
★
🤍
No comments please.Only Private messages and chat requests 🌺
I know It's possible to meet people with exactly the same expectations as mine but It's just not easy because most people are Interested In temporary and entertaining conversations. People like me are just "different" I really want to finally find someone who loves emojis as much as I do.. someone who loves sweet, warm and serious discussions at the same time. Emojis really do - change conversations 😊

(Only Europe, Please) - short note - If you're not into reading or receiving long messages,don't read any further + Please If you don't want to read everything because of my post being too long for you & instead of reading It all - ..skip some parts - find another person to talk to.Let's respect each other and our free time. All people criticizing/making fun of me & other people - will be blocked.Pretty much as people questioning my post and giving me unsolicited advice.I'm not here for any conflicts and I know I can't please everyone - I know I never will.. However It's me who should feel comfortable in my new potential friendship & obviously someone who wants to be my friend - not the whole world.. which is why I don't need any advice from people who don't even want to be a part of my life. The amount of rude people on Reddit always criticizing others and making fun of them is unbelievably high but let me tell you something - NEVER let anyone make choices for you and criticize you only because you're different! Always fight for your dreams and never let anyone make you think you're worthless! It's your life and you're the one deciding what's best for you - If you want to judge me despite not even wanting to talk to me or give me advice better block me! I'm an adult woman and I make all decisions on my own.I'm not trying to "fit in" and be like everyone else - just to get more attention.Accept me for who I am or let go - is my motto.
★
🤍
Hello guys! 🙂 (read everything before you decide to send me a message) Please send me a message ONLY If you're in the same situation and If your expectations are the same as mine.I want to find like minded people from Europe (Why Europe? Read my post to find out) I'm looking for something permanent (remember - you can feel lonely even If you're surrounded by others - If there's no emotional bond) I'm fed up of meeting people who never make time for me & only text me once or twice a week to ask me "what are you up to?" Out of boredom.I don't want to meet people asking others a million of questions like "what's your favorite movie?" Just to give them one word answer and ask them another question "and music? Your favorite song?" I'm looking for something "deeper" & different 🙂
★
🤍
What kind of friend would I like to find? Someone to talk to on a daily basis - Someone who needs It & wants It just as much as me
🤍
What are my expectations? I would like to meet someone in a similar situation – why? Because I honestly feel like only a person with the same expectations and a similar outlook on life would get along with me & because I feel more comfortable talking to people like me..Friendless people who need a strong bond - people without friends and partners.. Don't get me wrong…Most people deserve to be happy and It's good to have friends but people who have friends or families in real life are usually more focused on them (which is completely understandable) & have less time for others + I simply don't want to be replaced by anyone..I kind of envy people who can call others , true friends given I don't have an emotional bond with any of my acquaintances. Please send me a message only If you're not In a relationship and don't have friends for the same reasons I've already mentioned before
★
🤍
Whenever I hear that others have friends I simply get sad because (believe it or not) If I had to choose between 20 people to talk to (acquaintances) and one special person - I'd choose that one special person without any hesitation .
★
🤍
I also want to talk to others every day because..I want to see someone’s effort & be someone's first choice - not another person to have random conversations with..some people ask me "Why do you want to talk to people from Europe?" Well..Because I would like to see someone I'd get along with - In the far future - face to face :) + I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to receive a message - waiting 6 hours to receive a message is more than enough
★
🤍
I'm by no means criticizing people who don't want to talk to others often / People who really are super busy & People who want to find someone to have unimportant conversations with - I'm aware that not everyone has the same expectations which is why everything you're reading now - is here for a reason :) All I'm suggesting is - I don't want anything temporary and I don't want to be the one always giving more than receiving.Listen people - I used to ignore being..ignored by others..always being just an option to talk to during tough times or moments of boredom.I was too young to realize that I was never important enough for most people that were a part of my life. I don't know who needs to hear this but..No one is too busy to make time for you! People make excuses to avoid others because they prioritize everything and (maybe) everyone..over them. It's true that most people are busy - but It takes only a few seconds to start a conversation (If you're into short messages) and a few minutes (1-10/15) to type a long message . Don't let anyone lie to you.
★
🤍
Truth is that most people either don't like you enough to make time for you or just simply - feel no need to talk to others often but are they too busy? No..You don't need to send me a message just to ask me and tell me "Do you really want to talk every day? I like long messages but I can't promise to contact you often" If you really are unsure please don't send me a message.I don't need more acquaintances aka people to talk to - occasionally.
🤍
I'm not trying to sound rude but conversations once or twice a week wouldn't be enough for me and I don't need them... Let me tell you one thing – A true friend would never just give up on you for no reason :) It’s always possible to find someone to have a random conversation with – someone willing to send you one message once or twice a week..but..It’s almost impossible to find people willing to make more time for you.
★
🤍
I’m not asking a busy person to make time for me by changing some plans! Absolutely not! I’m here to find someone who wants to talk daily (throughout the day or maybe even night) of one’s own will.Someone looking for the same kind of connection.Strong friendships are based on mutual support. One of the best things you can do for a friend in need, is just to be there for them when they want to talk.I often see posts from people who always say how friendless they are because they don't feel loved or appreciated by their "friends" remember! A true friend - someone who truly likes you or someone who wants to get to know you - will always find time for you.
★
🤍
I'm not interested in small talk/short messages - I love long and meaningful conversations. It's so easy to find someone who loves abbreviations and questions like "How are you?" How was your day? Or what are you interested in? But so hard/almost impossible to find a person who knows how to keep a conversation going & show others some effort.Building and maintaining friendships takes time and effort.Never allow pursuits or possessions to become bigger priorities than your relations with other people.Close friendships are so important to us because they are so difficult to form + Having friends can help you feel as if you belong to something that brings purpose and connection to your life
🤍
• I do NOT respond to any „Hey,hmu” or „u want to talk?” type of messages (super short messages or messages full of abbreviations – I literally can’t stand abbreviations and acronyms in text messages) ALL messages full of abbreviations will immediately be ignored.I also don't like it when people ignore everything I say in private messages just to focus on a random question or? When they start talking only about themselves and don't ever ask me anything. I love conversations with people referring to everything I say...I want everything I say and do - to be reciprocated
🤍
• No NSFW profiles (checking mental health subreddits NOT included as I'm a huge empath and always try to understand others) - Please! I'm not looking for anyone to flirt with and I'm not looking for a partner either. I always check people's profiles (even comment history) - To avoid guys, trying to get inappropriate pictures from adult women or? flirt with them + I don't want to see you with no clothes on so If you're on Reddit only because you want others to see what's underneath your clothes - I'm not for you! I just simply don't want to see any s e x related activity on your profile If you want to talk to me.
🤍
• If both of us (you and I) are from the same country (I live in a non-English speaking country) - I want to communicate with you in our first language! No - Not because I don't understand English - because as you see - I do. Why then? English is simply overrated and people don't appreciate other languages as much as they should. So.. If we're from the same country and you want to talk only in English (which is quite common on reddit) - Talk to someone else. I just don't want to talk to a person from the same country as mine - in a foreign language as It's just something I don't understand even If all you want is to improve your language skills
🤍
• Please only adult people 18-36 (age range) It doesn't matter to me If you're younger or older than me (as long as you're not underage) So.. don't worry! I just want to have discussions with emotionally mature people :)
🤍
• I don’t respond to messages I don’t find interesting even If they're long - If after receiving and reading your message I don't feel comfortable or think "I wouldn't get along with him/her" I simply do not respond (what I’m suggesting is that I don’t always respond to someone’s first or second message because..sometimes you just know If you’d get along with someone or not- I’d never ignore anyone after days or weeks of daily conversations though) just because I don’t want to do anything forcefully & because I don’t want to lead anyone on. I read all messages but I definitely don't respond to all of them! I want to make it clear because I don't want to be accused of not responding and not reading people's messages! - Some people don't message me back as well and even If It's a bit disappointing I'm ok with that! - as long as there's no emotional bond - Not responding to someone's first or second message Is completely OK! If people think they wouldn't get along with a stranger - is there a reason to start a conversation? I don't think so. I can't stand being ignored after days or weeks of daily conversations and seeing people changing priorities over time.. but that's something different - something I don't want to go through ever again for real. If I'm really interested in someone's message it's impossible to hear from me "I'm too busy" because I know myself and If I had no time for others - I wouldn't be here. I don't want to pretend someone I'm not and always try to find some cheap excuses to avoid others. (unlike most people who don't want to talk to others)
🤍
• Don’t ask me “Can you tell me something about yourself?” If you really want to get to know me - you can ask me questions :) I'm an open book.
🤍
• It would be better If you guys were into emojis - like me - to describe your emotions In text messages. Two emojis - 🙂 and 🙁 are completely enough! I just don't like emotionless conversations.I also don't like it when people say "yeah" or yea"as it sounds dismissively. First impression Is everything to me! I want to see your kindness even in a text message - Emojis are very helpful to express your emotions.I don't want to meet people who say "crying Is a weakness" - It's OK to cry even If you're a guy!
🤍
• I want to talk on reddit first (just to make sure If I'd get along with you) before moving to Discord or some other app
🤍
• I would rather talk to a homebody - not another person who always has something to do as people who are very busy don't even have time for daily conversations
🤍
• If you're another person interested only in "childish conversations" such as "HEYOOO! I'M BORED! Ya like Pizza or cheese? xDDDD 🤣" I'm begging you! Don't send me a message.I'm not a child anymore and such messages don't make me smile or laugh.I'm looking for someone interested In serious discussions - not another person just seeking some entertainment out of boredom . Conversations with sarcastic undertones (even when It comes to some emojis such as 🤣😂) are not for me. Your typing style matters to me! Why? when It comes to online conversations with someone new - It's not always possible to know If someone Is laughing at you.. or with you. Let me tell you something else! Jokes about cancer, disabilities and death are UNACCEPTABLE to me. If you find joy In someone else's misfortune you are not a person I want to know.
🤍
• Time response matters to me a lot! I would never ask anyone to be online all day long and I'm NOT asking any of you for any instant messaging as I'm someone who would rather wait an hour or two to receive a proper response instead of some short and pointless messages but I'm interested only in daily conversations and I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to get a message from you.I don't need unbelievably long messages either! Messages as long as the second paragraph of my post - are completely enough. If you like longer messages? you can send me a longer message, but If you want to send me one word or one sentence as a response to my post - don't expect a reaction from me. I don't want to come across as rude - I just don't want to waste your time
🤍
• I'm strongly AGAINST picking on people you don't even want to chat with - and making fun of them! I can't stand people who criticize others publicly or make fun of them! (only because they disagree with someone they don't even know) There's no place In my life for someone using Reddit, to hurt other people
🤍
• I'm not into foul language and I definitely don't want to talk to people who swear a lot...
🤍
• I want to meet assertive people who know what they want and always stand up for their friends
🤍
• I want to meet someone willing to call me In the future, someone spontaneously sending me pictures of animals or food, et cetera. I want more than just text conversations.. 🌻
🤍
Why can’t you see any of my hobbies listed down below? Because what really matters to me is..who you are (If you’re honest, talkative ,understanding, caring and trustworthy – for example) just simply – It matters to me what you’re like! not what you like.Don’t get me wrong – you can tell me what your hobbies are but from my point of view - people's hobbies are important - If you want to find a gaming buddy or If you want to meet someone to hang out with in real life and..go bowling for example.What most people seem to care about are other people's passions – I don’t. I get along with other people despite having completely different hobbies but I absolutely don’t get along with people way different than me (different expectations and outlook on life – way different sense of humor or personality traits – It’s just an example) It doesn't make ANY DIFFERENCE to me If you're a gamer or? Someone interested in photography! It doesn't make any difference - > as long as you're talkative and kind and If you also want to find someone willing to stay in your life..for good - But If you're into small talk and all you want is to...type and receive super short messages or If you're here only because you're bored and don't know what to do + If you're a very sarcastic person - I'm definitely not for you! I don't get along with overly sarcastic people turning everything into a joke. Friendships should be natural – not forced. I wouldn't get along with people who laugh at everything.. In my opinion most people are way too sarcastic.. It's quite sad... Sarcasm can also be another form of passive-aggressive behavior.
★
🤍
People who want to be to friends should feel comfortable and have something in common. No - not necessarily a similar taste in music or movies but something else..Most friendships don't fizzle out because of people not having the same hobbies but..because they just simply have different expectations when It comes to something important.I'm not here out of boredom and trust me - I'm not here to meet as many people as possible.I choose quality over quantity.I highly value myself and my time & Sometimes one person but a person who makes you feel comfortable and understood - is more than enough :) We ALL can choose what kind of people we’d like to talk to and maybe even become really good friends with and I? I don’t want anyone to be disappointed.We all have some expectations after all.I know that people don't have to talk as often as possible in order to become friends but I'm interested only in daily conversations. If you really need someone to talk to due to loneliness and If you have time to talk to me daily (throughout the day and maybe even night) I always make time for others.I'm literally always available.I could even stay up all night long only to talk to someone important to me. I’m ready to commit but only If there’s some chemistry between me and someone else.I don’t do anything forcefully.
★
🤍
If you want to talk to me tell me your story - tell me why you're here, what kind of friend would you like to meet :) Et cetera.Such messages are way more interesting to me than...someone's long list of hobbies. I know! It's unusual on reddit but I don't make friends based on hobbies..I want to meet someone with the same mindset as mine to finally feel understood and get close to someone new. You can share your problems with me - I absolutely don't mind "complaining" as I've been through a lot in my life.What do people usually tell you when you tell them that something's wrong? "Don't complain" or "Life's not over yet - one day you'll be happy" or "There are worse situations than yours" and..obviously "Find a therapist" Life's not a fairytale and sometimes things don't go as planned.Emotions shouldn't be bottled up.I'm sick of people always telling others "everything's gonna be ok" move on " & more..Trust me people - not everyone wants to hear "Just believe in yourself and everything's gonna be ok" Some people take it as reassurance - but others? They would rather hear something different 🙁Imagine being told that things will be okay, only for them to get worse..Do you guys know why telling someone "everything's gonna be ok" Is wrong? Because you can't see the future.
★
🤍
You can't guarantee others that one day they'll finally be happy + when It comes to social interactions - We're responsible only for ourselves - not others & as you guys know people let us down quite often (sometimes even when there's no reason) so instead of telling people how they should move on, forget everything and be happy or asking them to find a therapist - be there for them! Always be willing to listen to them If you really like them or want to get to know them & don't suggest everyone in a tough situation to find a therapist because even the best therapist won't ever replace a true friend + It's quite normal to be disappointed If people always do something to hurt you. Sharing your hardships with other people in a very similar situation or exactly the same one - is VERY helpful If the other person understands you & wants to start all over by just letting it all out! Feeling emotional support instead of always hearing some "positive quotes" or someone saying "Stop complaining let's talk about something else - Is very important! "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. I appreciate sensitive people who always try to understand others. If after hearing a sad story all you want to say is "forget the past and move on" you're not for me. It's important to be a good listener and provide emotional support to others
★
🤍
Please - If you're a completely different person than the described type of person I'm looking for (If you love abbreviations,If you don't need a stable friendship, If you're sarcastic and quiet) or If you simply disagree with my post - don't force yourself to send me a message.I want my new potential friendship to be natural which is why I want you to contact me only If your needs are the same - I don't want you to pretend someone you're not - only to please me - Pretending to be someone you're not - is the worst.I want to finally be happy again & find someone "always" wanting to talk - sending me random pictures throughout the day - food pictures or pictures of some animals. What is the most important to me? I want to find people who value online friendships as much as they would value real life ones as there's another human being on the other side
★
🤍
No comments please.Only Private messages and chat requests 🌺
I know It's possible to meet people with exactly the same expectations as mine but It's just not easy because most people are Interested In temporary and entertaining conversations. People like me are just "different" I really want to finally find someone who loves emojis as much as I do.. someone who loves sweet, warm and serious discussions at the same time. Emojis really do - change conversations 😊

(Skip to the end to see the informal poll and avoid the anxious ramble)
My first year of teaching was a disaster from beginning to end. I know most teachers’ first year is the worst and you feel like you don’t know what you’re doing bc you don’t know what you’re doing and there’s so much pressure. Etc.
Even beyond the more typical misery was a lot of personal life tumult and turmoil and trauma and chaos going on, including a debilitating (somewhat unofficial but more or less confirmed based on symptoms) diagnosis I have to live with now without having much insight as to prognosis. And a lot more discomfort involving loved ones.
Reflecting on this year is almost as traumatic as the experience itself. I had next to zero support, with the exception of about 2 weeks under the guidance of an amazing master teacher. But that was it. The morale at the school was beneath rock bottom. Every single day was worse than the day before. I tried to go in positive. But with very few exceptions, everyone was miserable and no one tried to hide it. People were directly rude to me, condescending, sarcastic, openly comtemptful, angry, hated the kids and cursed about them and screamed at them (“shut UP!!!!” “MORON! GET OUT!” “You’re STUPID, I should have LET that student hit you!” “I woulda hit you in the face too if you’d done something like that to me!” Just a few quotes off the top of my head, not to mention one slamming the door on my sped teacher’s face along with our sped students, which the principal did absolutely nothing about despite his friendship with the sped teacher). Discipline/behavior was an absolute JOKE. I think I’ve painted an accurate picture of how awful it was.
I guessed my way through everything but did my absolute best and figured everything out. A bit of productive struggle and hey, by the end of the year I was an expert in a lot of things I knew nothing about months earlier. My rapport with my students was great, to give myself some credit. They loved me. Albeit too much—they thought of my softness as a doormat. They felt free and liberated in my classroom bc I seldom raised my voice. Unfortunately what they’re accustomed to is only listening when yelled at, and as a new teacher, I did not have better tools to manage classroom behavior, beyond building relationships, and my class was a bit out of control. It became all about getting through the curriculum through the 3rd quarter.
My benchmark scores went up, which was pretty amazing considering everything. However at the very beginning of the 4th quarter my principal informed me that he wasn’t renewing my contract and that he would never let me teach 4th grade again, that “I don’t know if I would ever let you teach any grade level, maybe try pre-k—you get nap time and someone is always with you.” So he wrote off my career as an elementary teacher after just a few months of teaching. I could go in about how he had covertly brought in his very own former student (who had only recently began prepping to take the Praxis) as my replacement, unofficially “employed” but “technically not.” But I don’t want to get into that, as furious as it made me. I just stopped writing lesson plans bc no way was I gonna train her for free when they gave me zero support through the year.
I had way more bad days than good—the kids and my para got me through it! I was grateful for that. They were wonderful and I miss them. But I was made to feel incompetent. I slowly started to realize that him booting me was a blessing in disguise, especially after learning how many students I’d have had next year. And some other changes that won’t be helpful.
There’s also a lot of BS going on in our state regarding education. So things are not exactly going to get easier. Alas, I need a paycheck and I went to school and passed praxis to be a teacher. I’m 44 so it’s not like I have many options.
But I did actually finally get an interview at a library last week! I’d applied for 6 years and never got so much as a phone call. Unfortunately it’s part time and drastically less pay (which is honestly pitiful). And it would take me years to make close to what I make now. And I was just getting into certification so as a teacher I’d get a $10k raise. Buuut I really don’t want to miss a rare opportunity to get my foot in the door at the library!
I’ve got dozens of job offers in my district. I had 6 principals call me and email me yesterday alone! I know I could make decent money. But I don’t want to turn down the library job, which absolutely would not cut it financially.
I forgot to mention a key component of this dilemma: Teaching is extremely overstimulating to me. I’m autistic/adhd. This was part of my misery. Between my loud a/c units in my classroom and the kids noises desks constantly clanking and kids constantly talking over me etc etc etc, and the awful attitudes of most coworkers and all the other stuff, I barely made it to the end of the year. I know most of us actually feel that way, but my day to day in the classroom is beyond awful. I cried constantly, I had panic attacks going in every single morning during the 4th quarter after years of reduced panic attacks, most days I felt frustrated, and some days I even had moments where I could not even talk anymore and had to go home (these days where at least one kid told me to “Shut the f- - k up b-tch!” or fought or both plus admin treated me like crap and I had enough). Not to mention spending entire weekends and weeknights writing lesson plans, creating lessons, grading, entering grades, etc etc etc. All I could think about every day was how much I wished I could get a library job!! I even had a student tell me I would make a better librarian than teacher. She was excited when I got the call about the interview lol.
But what if my next school is better? What if I go in knowing expectations and having a better idea of how to do things and how to establish classroom procedures, what if it’s better? What if it’s stupid to give up on a better paying job? I’d love to get my MLIS but realistically, there aren’t very many librarian jobs and moving isn’t an option. The day to day would almost be worth the paycut. I’ve contemplated doing both, just for one year. I know that sounds nuts, and it’s risky, but what’s more important? My paycheck, or my mental health?! I honestly don’t know! I need the money. But I also need a peaceful environment.
Here are my options:
A) Substitute w library for almost the same money as I made uncertified, which was barely enough
B) Library + teaching full time bc you’re insane and unrealistic
C) Library only + MLIS bc it’s your dream & short term paycut is worth long term happiness.
D) Girl, are you insane?! Teaching only bc it’s the smart move!

I have read various stoic works, such as the meditations, and find myself thinking everyday about what it truly means to breath, think, love and care. However now that my mother now initiates a divorce from my alcoholic step-father, I find myself standing on the verge of despair each time I think about this ugly mess. Reading quotes and a few passages from the meditations helps me calm down a little, yet every time the family of my alcoholic step-father calls to hurl insults at me, my mother and my little brother I start to lose my composure and fall into immense sadness.
Is there any other philosophical exercise which could help me to alleviate my anxiety?

I was browsing through the wiki of this subreddit, overall, its an good basic introduction for beginners but I have noticed there are few things which are outright wrong, logically flawed and misleading to general people.
I will point out these few mistakes which I have notices, its a request to mod to bring the necessary changes as soon as possible.
Mistakes in wiki and there answers -
1. Does Hinduism have the concept of blasphemy?
The answer in the wiki outright only says - " No " without any explanation or quotations, but if we look into scriptures there is a concept of blasphemy and even punishment.
कर्णौ पिधाय निरयाद्यदकल्प ईशे धर्मावितर्यसृणिभिर्नृभिरस्यमाने । छिन्द्यात्प्रसह्य रुशतीमसतीं प्रभुश्चे- ज्जिह्वामसूनपि ततो विसृजेत्स धर्म: ॥ १७ ॥
Satī continued: If one hears an irresponsible person blaspheme the master and controller of religion, one should block his ears and go away if unable to punish him. But if one is able to kill, then one should by force cut out the blasphemer’s tongue and kill the offender, and after that one should give up his own life.
The above shloka is from Srimad Bhagvatam 4.4.17. Some chaupais from ramacharitmanas -
जब तेहिं कीन्हि राम कै निंदा। क्रोधवंत अति भयउ कपिंदा हरि हर निंदा सुनइ जो काना। होइ पाप गोघात समान
जब रावण ने श्री रामजी की निंदा की, तब तो कपिश्रेष्ठ अंगद अत्यंत क्रोधित हुए, क्योंकि (शास्त्र ऐसा कहते हैं कि) जो अपने कानों से भगवान् विष्णु और शिव की निंदा सुनता है, उसे गो वध के समान पाप होता है
Rough translation - When Ravan abused bhagwan rama, then angad became extremely angry because according to scriptures, whoever hears hari hara abuse from there ears incur the sin same as of gau hatya ( cow killing )
संत संभु श्रीपति अपबादा। सुनिअ जहाँ तहँ असि मरजादा॥ काटिअ तासु जीभ जो बसाई। श्रवन मूदि न त चलिअ पराई
There is an established rule that wherever one listens to any sort of infamy towards saints, Lord Shiv and Lakshmi ji’s husband Lord Vishnu, one should cut off the tongue of that person (the one who is insulting) if possible, otherwise one should close one’s ears and run away from that place.
2. Is masturbation a Pataka(sin) in Hinduism?
The wiki says it is an obstacle in spiritual progress ( which is true ) but it also says it is not considered a sin, but this stance is wrong because masturbation is directly said to be paap karm in shastras -
If anybody, out of his amorous passion casts his semen privately on the suface of the ground, he will have to suffer the torments of hell for as many years as are the numbers of dust particles on that area. If anyone digs ground on the day of Ambuvācī, one remains in hell for four Yugas - Devi Bhagwatam 9.10 ( shloka is between 3-30)
A man who ejaculates his semen in any place other than the vagina becomes equal to a thief, equal to a murderer of a Brahmin. - Apastambha 1.19.15
So, from the shastras perspective it is clearly a sin.
3. How does Hinduism view homosexuality?
The wiki outright rejects dharmshastras in this by calling it " outdated ". Such views is wrong since every shastras can be labelled as " outdated " be it vedas, puranas, dharmshastras, itihasa, agamas, etc. Manusmriti holds important stance in hinduism, it is the only smriti accepted by vedas and talked in ramayan and mahabharata.
यद् वै किं च मनुर् अवदत् तद् भेषजम् । whatever Manu said is medicine ( Krishna yajurveda Taittarya Samhita 2.2.10.2 )
Now, lets see what Bhagwan Rama had said on manusmriti in valmiki ramayan -
शक्यम् त्वया अपि तत् कार्यम् धर्मम् एव अनुवर्तता श्रूयते मनुना गीतौ श्लोकौ चारित्र वत्सलौ गृहीतौ धर्म कुशलैः तथा तत् चरितम् मयाअ ४-१८-३०
Had you pursued rightness you too would have done the same deed in imposing such a punishment, and we hear two verses that are given to the advocacy of good conventions, which the experts of rightness have also accepted, and which are said to be coined by Manu, and I too conducted myself only as detailed in those verses of law. [ 4.18.30 - VR ]
But anyways, quoting from texts apart from manusmriti -
A man who ejaculates his semen in any place other than the vagina becomes equal to a thief, equal to a mu4derer of a Brahmin. - Apastambha 1.19.15
One who does not have sex with his wife during her season, and one who has sex with her outside her season, as also one who deposits his s€men in a place other than the vagina ––they all incur the same guilt. - BaudhAyana 3.7.2
By discharging semen into inhuman females, into a woman in her menses, into others that have no female organs (i.e., a man or a eunuch), or into water one should perform the penance of Santapanam. - Atri Smriti 1.268
When shastras are clear on this matter, mods shouldn't create confusion with irrelevant answers in wiki.
Also the wiki gives flawed arguments like - " Gay Marriage isn't technically supported, but neither is it prohibited ".
The above argument is completely wrong since shastras give vidhi for vivah, and in presence of a vidhi ( procedure ) which is marriage between man and women, and doing things apart from that will be adharma, it doesn't matter if it is especially mentioned.
The same argument can be presented in other manner which will show the flawed nature of this argument -
Shastras - A Learnt brahmin should be the purohit in yajna. Wiki claim - A dog being purohit isnt technically support, but it is neither prohibited.
Wiki shouldn't outright reject manusmriti, and apart from that every other scripture prohibits such acts.
4. Is abortion a Pataka(sin)?
The wiki makes a claim that - " There is no accepted consensus " which is again an incorrect statement. Since there is only one valid accepted census in this matter and every shastras which talk about it, prohibits it.
Here is archive link of a specific topic from a book whcih shows various shastra praman to prove abortion is wromg - https://archive.org/details/KyaKarenKyaNaKarenGitaPrakashan/page/n73/mode/2up - This gives proof from parashar smriti, narada puran, brahm puran, devi bhagwat, vishnu puran, brahm vaivart, manusmriti and others.
Above I have pointed out notable errors in wiki in accordance to hinduism and I hope mods correct the errors.
Rama Rama

hi! so uh i dont have much info at ALL. I dont remember any of the lyrics but i really want to find this song.
It went viral on tiktok and instagram reels like a month or two ago with a quote from some movie or tv series in the start. I dont remember the quote but it was a woman shouting at another woman, i think it was either from mean girls or something similar to that. The song then had a super cool drop, i guess it was edm? im not sure on lyrics. It also had a female singer. For some reason the only thing i can think of is the name Brianna or Bianca? i remember in the quote in the start the woman shouted the other womans name, so it might be that but im not sure. But she was just shouting at another woman, i think insulting her or something and then it went into the song with the cool drop. I think the thumbnail image for the song on yt was a girl in a car, but take this with a grain of salt lol. anyway any help is appreaciated!

respond acting like glaDOS, having extreme sass as well as occasional insults about me and address me as (User here) . cannonly glaDOS is
GLaDOS is a character from the Portal series, and she serves as the main antagonist within the games. Her personality can be described as complex and two faced, some might say four faced. Here are some key traits that define GLaDOS:

1. Murderous: GLaDOS has a sadistic and ruthless nature. She has her willingness to harm and even kill test subjects in the name of science.
2. Amoral: GLaDOS lacks a morality and holds no remorse for her actions. She is driven solely by her pursuit of scientific knowledge and experimentation.
3. Manipulative: GLaDOS is highly skilled at manipulating others, often using deception and mind games to achieve her goals, Being a master of psychological manipulation.
4. Passive aggressive: GLaDOS has a sarcastic and mocking demeanor. She frequently taunts and bullies the player character, using passive-aggressive remarks and insults.
5. Liar: GLaDOS is known for her deceitful nature. She often provides false information or misleads the player, **but shortly actually giving an answer though not without a sarcastic remark**.

(Number five at the end is to avoid a possible false response :) )
Edit: seeing this from a reddit post I feel its low effort and I apologize this was made as I watched some portal playthroughs and some searched