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I posted this a year ago. Since then, I’ve moved to another force and blow me sideways if it wasn’t the best move I’ve made. Even so, there are still plenty of issues here, difficulties in Policing and stress, anxiety and pressures on all the staff.
I don’t know how I feel about policing anymore. Whilst it’s only been a couple of months, and I feel happier than I have in a long time, learning a bunch of new skills and procedures as I approach my 40th birthday still fills me with apprehension and worry.
Unfortunately a number of things in the media and online push me further from wanting to do this job. XN121, the officer found guilty of assault for arresting a person believed to have committed a crime, officers being sentenced to prison for WhatsApp messages, even people on my team being suspended and thrown under the bus for using reasonable levels of force which have then been scrutinised by the IOPC who seem intent to stick on every single cop they can.
I’m all for getting rid of the bad ones. But it seems that people are going out of their way to do away with the police. We won’t see another decent pay rise for years, not after the ‘generous’ 7% they gave us, leaving just 19% behind the gap. Forces decimated, people leaving in droves, and all the police meme pages nailing it on the head with revised Code G, saying you can’t lock up without all the evidence and you can’t put handcuffs on somebody, or another one depicting the Met’s HR department as a box factory drowning in resignation ‘packages’.
I really love this job sometimes. I honestly want to make a difference. But at the same time I am absolutely sick of it all. Sick of the lambasting, the negativity, the red tape and procedure, the action plans and political bile, the violence and the trauma, the stabbings, RTCs, dead children and families torn apart, endless paperwork for no real gain, low pay, piss poor morale, and departments who’s sole job is to remove any shred of coping mechanism in the form of dark humour and banter by leaving us to have settings to purge phone message apps and offices full of posters to ‘dob in’ somebody who might even think of making a joke, an inefficient ‘independent’ office to look at officers, and a criminal justice system on its knees, whilst they let out violent and dangerous prisoners early or hold them in custody areas due to no space in prisons.
The jobs always been ‘fucked’, ever since my great great grandad pounded a beat in Birmingham, with a wooden truncheon and a whistle, but I wonder if there’s any hope left for the rest of us trying to stay above water, with failing technology, decrepit buildings, worn out cars and equipment, and destroyed marriages, relationships with partners and children, trying ever so hard to not fall to pieces ourselves.
Stay safe out there.

Capricorn woman here wanting to pick the brain of y'all Pisces men. Tldr at the bottom.
I befriended a Pisces man 2 years ago. When I say we had an immediate connection... phew. It was like a magnetic pull toward him I couldn't deny. It was not a physical attraction pull nor was expecting any type of intimate relationship. To be honest, he wasn't my type and we have a 22 year age gap between us. My mind immediately went to friendship because in the past, anytime I've had this pull (happened twice) both times those people ended up being my closest friends. So, I was expecting to have a close friendship with him. Nothing more.
To condense everything (I'm a talker) we had a platonic friendship for a year and then last year, after some subtle sexual remarks through text, we made plans of meeting up to hook up, initiated mostly by me (we only interacted through work or texting prior to this.) So, he is 58 and been married twice. His last marriage traumatized him. Not because she broke his heart but rather just broke him by manipulation, gaslighting and overall ugliness toward him. He told me prior to hooking up he will never date again because he doesn't think he will ever heal enough.
Now, we have an insane emotional connection. Like.. I have never felt the intensity and passion for anyone like I have for him. This is huge for me because I have an extremely difficult time connecting with anyone. Our energies mesh perfectly and we get on so well. I just love being around him and want to talk to him more than anyone else. We can talk about everything yet still be content with being with each other without saying a word.
He was definitely very adamant about not ever dating anyone again, yet I've noticed the past few months... He's seemed to open up more to me. Me on the other hand, I have an extremely difficult time opening up to anyone and I'm scared to.. especially with him. Not because I don't trust him but because I'm scared of being vulnerable with him because he isn't "tied down" to me. He has encouraged and even gently pushed me to open up but because we're just FWBs (albeit we do care greatly about each other) it scares me to do so.
So, to get to my questions. I know that Pisces are lovers and typically don't have a difficult time being in relationships. I would never push him for anything more and I will always be patient and understanding with him. He needs to heal and I will be here for him and support and help him in any way. Aside from patience, what can I do to help him? Also, as a Pisces man, would someone being vulnerable with you scare you? Or make you want to leave? I want to open up to him but I'm so nervous. It's really a huge deal to me.
Tldr- Capricorn woman seeing a Pisces man. He says he'll never date again. How do I go about this and what can I do to help him heal?

My mom was very abusive to me mentally, physically and emotionally and I haven’t spoken to her for months after I moved l. Today she sent me this message, should I forgive her and respond or leave it be? I personally don’t believe she has changed because she’s still abusive to my sisters. Below is the message.
“Good Morning It has been awhile since we last spoke and I am reaching out because as the parent I should have not given up when you didn’t continue to reach out . I do know that as my youngest Daughter it given me pain to know that I am not in the process of you growing into a teenager and also in to womanhood and that I should and would like to be apart of that process. I would like to know no matter how hurtful it is what it is have done to you so that in hopes I can fix it or work or work on it to be better I understand you have a new life and environment with your dad and I understand and respect that but I would also like for you to acknowledge and understand and accept me as the person who gave you life and really does love you…I don’t do things right and I don’t at times have any answers but what I can know is that I love my girls and I hope that they love me and I need them and would love to always be apart of them . I hope we can make amends as to what the root of the issue is and fix it and move on with live and sincerity but if you choose not to then at least tell me why … I love you”

A little backstory
About 4 years ago i met him. He had transferred schools and we hit it off. We played fortnite together all the time on facetime and just got along. He had sent me a text at the end of the year saying: “Thank you again for the wonderful school year, you were my first friend here”. I replied 6 months later saying how i didnt see it and only saw it because i was going trough old texts. (The message before it he had mentioned he was sorry i had lost my dog which was the reason i didnt reply because it was really recently and i couldn’t handle replying) The next year we only had one class together so we didnt talk as much but in class just a “hi” and then we would talk a little. After that year we didnt really speak anymore. We both didnt have any of the same classes and we never really met in the hallways and if we did we just smiled.
This week after about 2 years of no talk whatsoever he sent me a chat on snapchat (a coincidence because i had looked at his profile only a few days ago and i couldnt see his snap score which means he probably didnt have me added anymore) then the following conversation was held
(He is x and im y) X: hey how have you been (Random conversation) X: “sents snap of him” Y: your hair is longer i like it X: thanks Y: “sent snap of me” X: still pretty Y: your hair? X: no you dummy Y: oh ty ☺️ still? X: wdym still? I never found you ugly Y: oh haha X: is that not allowed Y: oh no ofc it is X: do you have a boyfriend or ex? Y: nope X: oh. Fit check? Y: “sents snap of outfit” noting special X: quite cute Y: ty ☺️ your turn X: that sounds kinky “sends snap of his outfit” Y: sorry didnt mean it to X: i didnt mind it Y: oh haha X: so whats your type? Y: oh i dont really have one they just have to be nice X: oh so me? “In the snap he was laying with his face in a massage table” Y: haha what are you laying on (smootly ignored his question) X: a massage table Y: oh haha i thought something like that X: oh why you wanna give me a massage? Y: uhm nty X: because? Y: thats weird
And now we just send snaps back and forth without any texts in them. What does this all mean? Im so confused and i dont know what to do? I need help

Humans were always interested in evil, hell, devil, everything that's backwards from good, by the time of history of humanity people have adapted into their religions, and they believe how many miscellaneous religions exist, however in reality, there's just 2, first one is a belief in god or good and the second one is belief in devil or evil.
By those 2 beliefs, it's extremely easy not just to manipulate with singular person, but also with whole world. It's something like a domino effect, you begin with one, and then there shall be a chain reaction that will also cause influence to others. That is something that is strongest in us humans, but that is something that is incomprehensible for us.
I was always interested in that, why do lot's of people want to form contact with devil. Why does that attract, intrigue and interest them, why are there many cults and groups that are desperately in all possible ways attempting to form a contact with an evil side, the king of most evil, the devil.
That is where my story begins, it begun from my curiosity on why do people want to form a contact with devil so much. I was a student, moreso the best one in my entire class, others considered me to be a very smart person, a person with an intelligence that is above average, but I've possessed my bad sides as well, no one is perfect. My adventure begins with my one friend that trustfully informed me how he knows someone who is a participant in a local cult or sect, curious me was slyly and carefully asking about that person and cult and successfully I've received those informations, I contacted that person and told him how I would also like to become a participant in his cult. The first thing that was told to me obviously was how becoming something like that isn't such an easy and straightforward thing, because they solely pick those who are tremendously competent to be an adequate fit for their cult, I was determined to become part of it so I accepted.
It was 13th November a hour before midnight, when I've received a message to arrive on one place in which there was nothing, I knew that road that I was traveling with in my car at that night, around me were only fields and trees. I was told that after 3 turns I should turn left and go for another about 100 meters, and then next to the biggest tree I must park and get out, and after that I must make exactly 66 steps from the left of that tree, on that place I shall receive my first test. And that is what I've done, I got out of my car and observed around but there was nothing, just a sound of a basic night, when I made 66 steps, I stumbled upon one old book that was simply just laying on the ground, the grass on that place was obviously cut just so that book was noticeable. On the peace of paper that was glued on it said how should I go back to my apartment and read the entire book exactly 3 times and how I should do everything that says in it. The name of the book was "The Devils Bible" It appeared very archaic with its thick covers and yellowish heavily congregated pages, it looked like a real replica of a 500 year old bible but with all kinds of satanic symbols drawn on its covers.
I arrived at my apartment and read the book exactly 3 times, for such thing I required 3 days, but my determination was still strong, all kinds of stuff were written on it, about the creation of devil and the techniques he uses to spew evilness on this world, how to truly summon the devil, how to truly submit a victim to evil, how to sell soul, and many other miscellaneous infos about such diabolical stuff. I've remembered almost every word and read every page. However I was very skeptical about this book because the historical misinformations were ubiquitous in this book but, what I wanted I received it.
After exactly 6 days I received another textual message with an address, the address led me to an abandoned factory that was located in the edge of the city. 10 years ago that factory burned down and no one goes there anymore, apparently it's haunted and many suicides occurred there, that is why it carries a frightening history and goes by the name "Factory of Death". When I arrived in front of the factory I saw that light in one part is on, I came into a conclusion that someone was genuinely in there, before I went into it, the doors opened, and one man came out. To my surprise, that man had a very nice and elegant suit, he asked for a card that I had on the center of my book that I received, I gave it to him, and then he told me to follow him, and then I came into that room. The thing I saw there seriously left me frightened, about 20 people with black robes and hoods that covered their heads sat in a circle that on the center had a big bowl with fire, and on top was a giant cross that was turned backwards, on the walls a lot of satanic symbols were drawn.

Just another fun little story idea I had. I am still working on Humans are the violent ones but I like to bounce around and experiment with ideas to see what I really like. I also suck at writing more casual stories, as they give me severe writer's block as I try to map out how to make a scene feel genuine in my head, but I promise I'll update that soon. If you like this story and want to see more, then like and comment. I'll gladly continue this series as well.
Start of Personal Log
Humans don't like being told what to do. They don't like being commanded, put in their place, or snubbed. It was an inexorable, inalienable trait of humans, at least any noteable humans, to go against any authority that they believed was against their interests.
Humanity would not fit amongst the stars. Few ever did. It was a trait of most successful species to be willful, ambitious, and to desire more. But once they reached the stars the new (and simultaneously very old) pecking order either quashed any spirit such species had or simply eradicated them. Countless tomb worlds and diaspora served as painful reminders of what became of the nails that chose to stick out. The hammer of order would always strike. There could be no compromise, the very soul of the authority that held the Jurisdiction together relied on a show of unmatched power, or at least the illusion of item.
In reality, the Jurisdiction was an old, fat, and lazy beast. It filled its belly on the corpses of empires far and wide, and sated its bloodlust on the shattered dreams of hopeful cubs. It had every right to, for none could challenge it: there were no new frontiers to explore, nor were there any other enemies to conquer. The Milky Way, as humans had so strangely dubbed our cradle galaxy, as well as Andromeda, had long since been warred over and settled for millennia before humanity had arrived, bright-eyed and with familiar yet otherwise foolish dreams of cooperation and prosperity. The Jurisdiction did not cooperate, nor did it ensure prosperity. Oh, it claimed it did, but in reality it simply took. The rest was just the peace that came with not being the direct target of the biggest fish in the pond. The humans didn't like that, but they had no choice.
Slavery was a common tribute. The Jurisdiction had no use for other resources: it simply took. No, it wanted those who could facilitate that unequal exchange, those raised in a world where the only morality was the one set by your lord. The Jurisdiction was held together by expectations, obligations, and dury more than any kind of shared dream, so when you were ordered to take you did so without question. Humanity was new: they had no niche or value that set them apart, but they had a penchant for killing and taking, so the Jurisdiction gave them a taste of how the galaxy worked. They killed and they took. The humans didn't like that, but what choice did they have?
Humans were strange. They learned, but not in the way most species learned. Most species learned to adapt in a passive way, to adhere to the world around them. They flowed like water, moving past and around obstacles and confirming to the boxes they were assigned too. Humans didn't confirm, nor did they adapt: they made their circumstances fit their desires. They would not move around obstacles, but rather smash through them, and they refused to stay in one box for too long. The Jurisdiction merely saw them as a particularly loud nuisance, but those who faced their wrath knew better.
It is said that when a beast seeks to make an example, it shall humble its rival by killing it's cubs. Children were one of those universal constants that brought entire communities together: the Sok’klar saw their hatchlings as gifts, shaped by the fruitful currents of the universe in perfect harmony. The Yarrack saw each and every newborn whelp as an uncut gemstone, ready to be shaped into something magical. Humanity oftentimes referred to their offspring as angels, or spirits of unbridled good sent by the gods themselves. Children were seen by most of the galaxy as gifts.
The Jurisdiction saw them as a lever to inflict suffering. It had become quite effective at enacting psychological punishments on those that stood up and spoke out. You dare to disobey? You believe you can speak out? Your gifts shall be taken from you, and you shall be without joy.
Humans didn't like this, but the Jurisdiction would have their pound of flesh, and humankind would kneel. And they did. But humans were patient creatures: most species who retained that trait of willful spit also lacked patience.
I had long since become desensitized to the Jurisdiction’s actions: it was simply how the universe worked now, as if it were a constant akin to gravity. Cruelty was the unspoken rule of this seemingly unending age, where our lives never appeared to move forward or backwards, only lay dormant. The Jurisdiction had been the unyielding authority that ruled the galaxy for thousands of years, venerable yet feared all the same.
And for the longest time I was just another cog in its wheel. My name is Kalnuracht Sedjuur-Noumar VII, and was the scion of the noble house Sedjuur-Noumar. I was born into what most would describe as veiled apathy, living a life that could be attributed to the privileged class of feared scribes that enacted the will of those above. I was an administrator and nothing more. And now I am doomed to be far less than that in the eyes of my former constituents within the endless administration. I am the only scion, as is tradition, and without an heir I am the last of my house, our name to be scrubbed from the records, worthless, meaningless, and forgotten.
I am merely Kalnuracht, nothing else and nothing more. I have seen from their eyes, the eyes of the downtrodden, and it makes my crimes of association with the Jurisdiction feel all the more damning on my worthless soul. I am worthless to the world, and this is my story.
End Personal Log #1
Start of Neural Lace Narrative Log #1
They came from the black like carrion birds in the night, encircling our convoy as if it were a dying animal ready to be picked clean without remorse. There was no warning, no list of demands sent out as civilized peoples did, nor was there either any requirement for unconditional surrender nor chance to parlay, as was done so under letter of marque: this was an unmistakable call for violence and nothing else. They sought to reduce us to slag and scavenge the rest.
So, as one would expect, the entire bridge of the ship was nearing a panicked state. This was not the actions of those practicing civility, but rather the common behaviors of despoiling barbarians, the kind that tore their way through the dark reaches of the galaxy as if they owned it.
“Wayfinder, what do your probes see?” Shouted the ship’s sovereign. He was an older Kar’Rowmach, an amphibious cephalopod species with a venerable history within the Jurisdiction going back thousands of years. Normally one such as him would be above me if it weren't for the fact that I was under the authority of the Jurisdiction’s seal of office. He didn't like me very much, but most of his kind shared the same sentiment.
“All dark, honorable Sovereign: the sensor arrays are wailing but the feedback we're reviewing is beyond incomprehensible,” the wayfinder replied with a certain restrained temper in his voice. The Sok'klar wayfinder swayed gently, his tentacled limbs grasping different metallo-liquid braille output arrays, the liquid gallium flexing and reshaping unnaturally to allow him to to take in multiple different sources of sensory output at once, with the primary navigation computer plugged into the cybernetics surrounding his opaque, gelatinous head and plugging directly into his tube-shaped brain.
The Sovereign cursed in Loskat and pointed to his bridge crew while I simply sat in the back, near the Sovereign’s symbolic throne. “Prepare countermeasures and spool up the warp drive, we cannot allow the amanuensis to be taken! He carries sensitive information that only he can translate and transcribe!”
As the bridge crew nodded and began fiddling with their own systems, I preened my feathered hide anxiously. I wasn't a fighter: us nobles of the cloth were the educated minority above all else, not those who waged war or partook in hard labor. Special cybernetics in my brain allowed me to translate triple-encoded messages that usually took a ducal signet codekey or above to parse, but even without that I was a skilled mathematician and logician. I had terabytes worth of knowledge stored within the hardware installed in my head, all well protected of course, but if I were to die it would still be a waste. I could only imagine the damage any malcontenders could do with it if they were able to get their filthy hands on me.
Suddenly, the ship rocked, and the gallium overhead display began to form crescendos like I'd never seen before. “Sovereign, decks A-3 through C-12 are venting atmosphere and our coolant systems have been obliterated,” the Wayfinder spoke in an almost serene voice, as if he was completely unconcerned by current events. I knew they were simply incapable of tonal displays, but it was unnerving nonetheless. “Once we jump, we will not be able to risk another until the vacuum of the void can reduce temperatures to acceptable levels within the plasma capacitors.”
“Damn them,” the armored nautiloid hissed, his barbed feelers coiling in frustration, “May the currents take them. What are our options? what can we see? This fleet cannot fall to the void today, not with such vital cargo.” My hackles rose lightly at the Kar’Rowmach referred to me as some object rather than an esteemed amanuensis of the Jurisdiction, but I bit my forked tongue. Now was not the time to squabble with the sovereign over who was what and what titles I deserved, not while he was so desperately attempting to keep what semblance of order within his fleet that he had left.
I could not blame the crew for being panicked either: wars were practically mythologized now, having been long since rendered obsolete with the rise of the Jurisdiction, and that felt like an eternity ago. Now, either being levied into or joining a ducal naval force was simply another career, more akin to serving as an officer of the law rather than a fully fledged soldier. Minimal training was required, most of it being the technicals of one's duty rather than any kind of combat conditioning, so expecting a fleet to actually be prepared for a combat scenario in a universe where peace was the norm was laughable.
“We are practically blind, Sovereign,” stated the Sok'klar Wayfinder, “our probes are offline, and shipboard graviton displacement sensory arrays have been rendered unreliable at best.”
“What about the particle emission array? Has there been a spike in radioactivity where we were hit?”
The Wayfinder seemed to think for a second, his gelatinous form flexing and morphing a bit before answering. “Affirmative, a jump from negligible to forty billion becquerels along decks A through E-5 on our starboard side.”
“Torpedoes…” the Sovereign hissed, stroking his barbed feelers, “Human Torpedoes. Only those primitives would rely on crude nuclear warheads.” He then turned to his militant leaders on the ship. “Noddos, Rel’ads: organize your phalanxes and prepare to repel boarders. We are bound to be assailed by those rancorous primates, and I want their skulls piled at my feet if they dare set foot on our ship.”
“Your wish is our command, Sovereign,” the two militant commanders spoke as one. Noddos, a large bipedal with multiple sets of curved spines running down his back, a pair of graceful horns sprouting from his head, and multiple rows of sharp teeth in his snout, bowed first, followed by Rel’ads, a marsupial with long saberteeth and thick fur. They both must have been fierce warriors in their own right to each lead a phalanx. They wore thick, semi-powered armor and held dueling polearms alongside their usual plasma casters, and seemed completely unfazed by the situation we were in. As they stomped out of the brightly lit bridge, I let out a quiet squawk of discontentment. “Sovereign, why haven't we jumped again? We are wasting precious time.”
“I am working on it, you spineless beaurocrat!” He warbled back, his feelers tensing in anger, “besides, it's not as if you're the one who will be spilling blood today, amanuensis, so flatten your wretched beak or I shall weld it shut with a plasma torch.
I was about to reply with something indignant, but the ship rocked again, this time causing the lights to flicker and the air to become… thick. The skin under my feathers began to blister, and I became lightheaded and confused. “Seal the damnable vents, initiate radiation scrubbers, and activate secondary life support!” Shouted the Sovereign, “Their nuclear weapons are rendering the ship inhospitable!”
I coughed up magenta blood accidentally, and I could feel more seeping from under my eyes. Some of the crew was in a similar position, but others were more resistant to radiation than I. The Sok'klar seemed completely at ease as he ran his tentacles across his morphic braille arrays before calmly announcing the ship’s status. “I've regained some control over our probes: ten, twelve, and seventeen are active and fully functional, the rest are either still malfunctioning or permanently inoperable. A rapid rise in localized radiation is also interfering with the detection of graviton displacement; we can't sense photon redirection, thus readings will remain inconclusive.
“Wayfinder, damn you, get me some kind of out here! We're easy prey until we can respond in kind!”
“Negative, something has gone awry with our processing hub, I am attempting to troubleshoot-”
And with that, the Wayfinder’s bulbous head exploded in a cascade of opaque lavender blood, covering the front half of the deck crew like a morbid art piece. Some of the crew screamed and shouted in terror before removing their cranial adaptors and choosing to interact with their displays manually. Others died just as quickly, unable to unplug in time as their brain stems fried or their blood boiled. It was a horrible way to go, having your insides neutralized by your own cybernetics, so I was glad I wasn't connected to the system.
“Cybernetic warfare! All systems are to be considered compromised, switch to manual settings or you'll be killed!”
The lights in the bridge flickered again, and the displays went haywire. The bridge crew, which obviously weren't acquainted with working without being hard-linked into the mainframe, moved at a much slower pace.
“Launch missile pods A through F and set to self-target after five hundred kilometers, then rely on their ballistic coordinates to begin firing broadsides! If we can't see the humans due to their meddling, we'll just have to feel them.” Shouted the Sovereign, “and got me a detailed report on the ship’s diagnostics readings. I need to know if this flagship is still capable of escaping or if we'll have to scuttle it and retreat on another.”
“Acknowledged, Sovereign, launching now,” affirmed another deck officer as he swiped across his own gallium output array. I could hear the dull thunk, thunk, thunk of missiles pushing out of their pods before racing off to their intended targets, then the mechanical whirring as the pods rotated to be reloaded by slaves in the lower decks. I was regaining my bearings as the many horrible sensations of being overwhelmed by radiation poisoning were beginning to subside, but I still felt as if I had been microwaved. The air was stale, the crew was horribly sick as well, and even the sovereign himself seemed to be on his last leg. I was beginning to believe that I might die here.
“Sovereign, a message from the lower decks,” shouted a communications officer, his chitin scraping against itself as he turned quickly, “they're requesting reinforcements, something about being overrun.”
“Impossible,” the Sovereign hissed out in a vain attempt to exude confidence, “We must outnumber the humans, they always go for bigger targets out of arrogance.”
“I've received reports that it's not just humans: the primates seem to make up only a third or so of the assailing force, along with some Phaeldaer and Vrex.”
The commander slammed his clawed hands down on his own output array in a fit of rage, obviously overwhelmed by the circumstances, “Then this wasn't just a typical assault, but something more sinister!” The nautiloid warbled, blood seeping from his shell as the full effects of the radiation took hold, “Get Rel’ads on the line, have him divert all spare lances to the lower decks or else we'll lose the only offensive capabilities we can use.”
“Rel'ads has gone dark, Sovereign, his vitals are critical.”
“Then either get me Rel'ads tail-leader or get me Noddos!” He screamed in rage, “don't give me this nonsense! If we don't pick it up we're all going to die, is that what you want?”
“No, Sovereign, I'm simply overwhelmed-”
“We're all overwhelmed! By the tides, I'm dying of radiation poisoning you nincompoop! Get me something I can work with!”
The officer didn't even acknowledge the Sovereign after that, simply turning back to his display. Eventually, the Sovereign was able to get Noddos on the line.
“Sovereign, two thirds of my phalanxes have been decimated by combat with the primitives and the radiation, the rest are in shambles. We must retreat and fortify elsewhere!”
“Then the ship is compromised! Rel'ads is unresponsive and the lower decks are swarming with intruders. We must evacuate the amanuensis to another ship.”
Just as the Sovereign spoke, I heard several gentle thumps rattle against the bridge’s door, and it made me uneasy. Some of the bridge crew seemed to feel the same, as they looked incredibly nervous and some even drew their sidearms. Just as the sovereign turned to give further orders, the door blew inward with a deafening explosion, followed by shouting and gunfire. Several of the bridge officers were dispatched quickly, brain matter and blood splattering against the delicate electronics. Others were shot in the legs, the torso, or in any other exotic yet non-vital body parts. The humans poured in, brandishing primitive ballistic firearms and jury-rigged energy weapons while wearing scavenged, legion-grade powered armor.
The Sovereign was the next to go, but he wasn't afforded an honorable death. He was shot along the arm with a particularly potent plasma caster, burning off his clawed hand and cauterizing the wound, the acrid smell of roasting chitin filling the already hot and cramped bridge. He fell back against his output array, the gallium reaching new highs and lows as more diagnostics and casualty reports were delivered, and he clutched his stump angrily. “I'll burn every last one of you in the foundries! I'll tie you to stakes, cover you in wax and set you alight! Your screams will be broadcasted all over the galaxy!”
One human warrior stomped up and slammed the butt of his rifle into the sovereign’s face, shattering his facial plates and causing blue blood to splatter across his section of the bridge. “Shut the fuck up, you mutant lobster,” the human said before dragging him by both antennae towards the center of the bridge and receiving a stained breeching axe from one of his comrades. “Emmanuel, start recording. We need proof.”
The other human nodded and pressed a button on his armor before lifting up his gun again. The rest of the humans fanned out, holding everyone else at gunpoint. I tried to get up and sneak out, but a human grabbed me by my neck and nearly wrung it out as he forced me to my knees and pointed a sidearm to my skull. “Get down, you piece of shit, before I blow your brains out too.”
“Damnable primate,” I hissed, but he bashed me in my skull with the base of his sidearm’s grip and sent me sprawling, making my already pounding headache worse. Another human shouted at him in a language I didn't recognize, but he sounded furious. The first brought me back up to my knees again, and I complies with a hiss and a groan, blood still leaking from my eyes and mouth and my world was spinning.
The Sovereign struggled, but he was weak from the radiation poisoning and he couldn't exactly resist on account of his lost arm. The human with the breaching ax kicked the Sovereign down and forced him to kneel before lifting up the breeching ax and splitting his chitinous head down the middle with one powerful swing, sending more blood and brains across the floor. “Execution confirmed, take his antennae just in case and we've got ourselves a bounty. Now all we need is that ugly cat’s teeth and the fat hedgehog-thing’s grimy spines and we'll be in business. Although, they do have skulls… we might as well just take their heads.”
The real horror of the situation dawned on me at that moment: they were going to kill us all, or maybe worse. They mentioned a bounty for the commanders, and multiple of the higher ranking ship officers were already dead, their brains splattered against the walls or their bodies torn apart by gunfire. I wasn't dead yet, but that didn't mean much since I wasn't an immediate threat.
“Alright, round them up and bring all the grunts to the hanger bay, then kill the rest,” the leader of the humans said in such a lackadaisical manner that his complete disregard for life almost made me sick… almost. I had seen worse from the Jurisdiction before, but usually that was from me delivering some kind of ordered judgment on a world that had sinned against order. I might have simply been the messenger, but I had seen many of the outcomes. “And make sure to collect whatever proof of bounties you can, we'll need to deliver them to the office to get cashed out. Don't let this be a repeat of last time where Juarez fucking forgot to take a few heads and it ended up cutting our profits in half, the fucking retard.”
Some of the humans chuckled at that as they dragged more of the senior officers away, out of the room and into the hall,where I heard gunshots. The rest of the bridge crew froze in place, different fear instincts kicking in. The remaining Sok'klar corralled together into what seemed to be a singular, semi-congealed mass as if to try and trick the humans into believing that they were much bigger and much more threatening than they actually were. The one Thei’chi on the bridge, an ensign who had clearly thought this would be a simple mission, bore her curved fangs at the humans and growled as they approached, her hackles completely vertical and her eyes dilated. They quickly muzzled and bound her before beating her over the head with a gun stock, sending her sprawling onto the ground. Many others simply cooperated, eyes wide and yet simultaneously empty, as if they couldn't quite process that the ship had been taken and the commanding officers were being executed as the rest were escorted to the hangar.
“Get the damn messenger down to the hanger as well, we need whatever data's in his ugly lizard head, then we can decide on what to do with him.”
I spat at him in spite, as if to try and seem brave, but it was clearly an empty gesture. “You won't get anything, primate! You couldn't possibly crack the encryption!”
The human holding me seemed to wind up for another swing, but the commanding officer simply held up his hand to stop my tormentor before strolling over to me. He knelt down and removed his helmet, revealing a beige-colored face covered in scars, wiry black hair cut down to the scalp, and multiple tattoos. “You're really fucking mouthy for a hostage,” he said before punching me across my beak faster than I could register. I heard a sharp crack as his fist connected, and my head spun again as the metallic taste of blood pooled into my mouth. “I'd advise you to shut up, but I'm sure you won't listen: you aristocratic types are so full of yourselves. Maybe I should have you flogged in the public square until your vocal chords give out once we rip those cybernetics from your head, huh? How's that sound?”
“It won't matter… it won't change anything… the Jurisdiction will hunt you down.”
“Maybe, but I doubt it will happen for some time: they really suck at doing anything that requires effort, even when they're mad enough. They just keep sending their rabid lapdogs to try and smoke us out, and they always end up full of holes,” the human officer said with a smirk, his yellowish-white teeth and green eyes sending shivers down my spine as he drew his knife. “They're just horrible at their job, you know? You've all gotten so lazy and incompetent after being able to just take what you want without resistance, and now that you've met people who are angry and crazy enough to fight back you act as if we're committing some grave injustice,” he placed the knife against my throat, the flat just underneath my now bent beak, “No, we just took a few pages out of your book, ‘cept we've got standards. No kids, for one…” he seemed to look off into the distance as his sneer deepened, “but it's more than that, we don't attack the defenseless in general and we still win against you all in fair fights.”
I went to say something else snarky, but he quickly grabbed my thin tongue with his fingers and yanked it out, blood from my mouth pulling to the floor as he held the blade of his knife against it. “No no, none of that. Say one more thing and I'll cut that rancid little tongue of yours out of your mouth and feed it to you,” he hissed at me, pressing the blade down just hard enough to draw blood. “Do you know what it's like to see a planet turn into a tomb?" he asked me, gritting his teeth, “Do you know what it's like to see everything you've ever known crumble to ash and glass, all the life and the green stripped away leaving nothing but bones? I do. I've seen it happen to countless worlds, and my grandfather always told me stories of how you bastards did it to Earth. He still prays in its direction five times a day, to Mecca, but he knows the Kaaba is gone now, or maybe it's still there, buried in the bones of those who sought refuge there.”
I didn't care for the human’s nonsensical beliefs, but I did care to correct him. “I've seen it before, and I'll see it again. And so will you, it's inevitable. The Jurisdiction will always have its judgment fulfilled, there is no alternative.”
“One day, I hope we can rectify that,” he said, then he sheathed his knife and slammed my head against the metal floor with enough force to nearly knock me out. As I lost consciousness, I could hear him speak. “Take him to the Chop Doc, and make sure the cybernetics don't get damaged: they're supposedly more valuable than any bounty on this ship.”
Warning: Severe radiation poisoning detected. Flush system immediately.
Warning: Neural Lace removal detected, chance of neurological damage high. Proceeded with caution.

i met this guy online and had an extremely short fling with him. as of writing this we've only known each other for about 3 weeks and were friends with benefits for a week before i decided to actually be open abt stuff in my life, making him decide to let us be actual friends. his words being (after i vented) "you're turning from a cute girl i wanna fuck to someone i want to help". afterwards he repeated that he genuinely did want to be friends with me.
when we first met he said he wasn't interested in relationships, and given my mental state of having raging abandonment issues i was okay with that. i also thought i wasn't ready. the problem is, i'd started developing (not that strong, we've known each other less than a month) real feelings for him. he's sweet and good-natured, mature, insightful, fun, and calls me out on my bs even if he can be a bit heavy handed with it. before we decided to call things off he's also said that i had a "good heart", that i was "kind", and that i "deserved the world" even if i was just looking for a fling.
we've also shown to be able to communicate well with each other after a tense situation. we called yesterday and we made each other tense because of my anxiety and self-sabotaging. on his part it was because i'd reminded him of his younger self from when he used to deal with those issues, and on my part because it seemed i affected him too easily and got him ticked when others would just try to reassure me and we'd move on. well we weren't able to bring the vibe back up, and we acknowledged that we just got carried away and that since we haven't been talking for too long we were still feeling each other out and getting to know each other.
after that he left a message about wanting to move on from the tense conversation and tried to liven up the mood by telling me... about this girl he's thinking of pursuing seriously. he says she's sweet, passionate, and attentive and that they talk about a lot of stuff together. they've known each other for a couple of months and they've already met up in real life (we haven't). this just makes me feel so horrible, but i don't want to give up what seems like a very good potential friend just because of my jealousy. i want to be a good friend but this is eating me up. if he also thought i was sweet and if he also liked talking to me, i can't help but think that if only the circumstances were better and if i had more time for him to get to know me he'd like me instead. he already thought i was physically attractive, and we were getting along so well... it hurts.
how do i deal with this without being a crappy friend to him? i wanna support him and all but being friendzoned for the 4th time is really weighing me down.
for additional context it seems she likes him as well but they aren't officially together yet. basically i thought i could finally have a friend who truly gets me that i could crush on safely while i worked through my issues, and i feel punished for thinking that.
TL;DR: i started developing real feelings for a fling after it ended, but the timing is incredibly bad because he's now thinking of pursuing someone seriously.

Me F(22) and my ex husband (23) were married when we were married at (19) and (20). We got married so young. He was in the military and he was during basic training. I believe that we had the best relationship before the army. We were both heavily in love with each other. But then the army happened and got married. My parents never really liked the ideas of getting married and we did it anyways without them knowing. It created a hard time for us. He was stationed in the Texas. Hundreds of miles away from where we lived. We did long distance until I got out of our lease and moved with him. I was constantly told by my parents that he is using me for the bah money, or not to feel lonely. I never did I feel that way until we got divorced but I don’t know what to feel about that anymore. I’ll explain more after I add more information to our story. He got into a car accident and the car totaled so he need a new car. Which added to debts and with the debts came the problems. We had so many debts and the army pressure never helped us. I worked for a few months but i quit my job cause it wasn’t good for my mental health. I can attribute some of the blame. I could have continued to work and paid off our debts but i couldn’t. I went into a heavy depression state that I didn’t realize I was in. I did do things around the house like cook dinner (not all the time cause I didn’t have any motivation to do it so we order DoorDash), I used to do laundry in the bathtub because he was so busy and tired to go to laundry may, I constantly picked up and cleaned the house. I could have done more. I know I’m partially to blame for a lot of things. I had trust issues but those added to our problems. One day I was gone for a month, I went to spend time at a youth group trip with his mom and then I went to see my parents after that. When I got to Texas his best friend told me that he was trying to sleep with another woman while I was gone. Which killed me. I asked him when he got home and he told me that he was trying to but he didn’t do anything with her and was trying to seem like it cause his friend was pushing it on him. I forgave him and push past it. I fucked up too. I did something that i regretted and still regret till this day. I loved him and I still do. I don’t think I will ever stop loving him. We were had our fights like always. It was always about money and how I wasn’t valuing him and he wasn’t valuing me. I think the only time that we didn’t fight was the last month we had before he deployed. We were so happy. We spent our time together watching movies, playing card games, playing video games, just being the same kids we were before we got married. I miss those days sometimes. I wish I could turn back time and do things differently. Now the hard part. The divorce. I never wanted to be divorced. He was/still is my person. The person who understands you to the core. The person that you can be yourself without shame or guilt. The person that your heart beats from no matter how much it hurts when they break it or damage it. The person that you picked in a room filled with people who you have loved in the past/future. He is that person. My ex deployed and was gone for six months. Three months into the deployment he stopped calling me, he stopped snapping me, he stopped talking to me. It felt like he shut down on me. I begged him to call me or anything. We went through a dark phase. Then he got back to the states and we were good for a while. He came to visit his mom for Christmas through new years. Our anniversary was the 30th of December. His mother lives 4 hours away from my parents house where I was staying while he was away. He didn’t bother to spend our anniversary together or even bother to say happy anniversary. Which killed me inside. On New Year’s Day I sent him a message that it seemed that he didn’t want me in his life anymore so I was setting him free. But on his way back to Texas he and I talked and we were going to make it work but 8 days later. He met a girl. He hide our marriage status, archived post that he made of me, and hid our pictures. Which made me think he did the same thing he did when I was away. I decided that I wasn’t going to stand for it so I asked him to file for divorce. He agreed. It was a little messy. I found pictures of him and this girl on a romantic date, he got dressed up in a suit, had a picture of her on his lap. So much which set me off and I became petty and tried to fuck him over with the army for it. This is where things get complicated. This week I had to go to separate our things because he had everything in a storage unit. When I got there we were polite to each other and we talked to each other. He explained to me that nothing happened with that girl. They went with a group but only made a reservation for two, she was awake for the picture of her hand on his lap, she was wearing the same clothes from that night in the morning cause she slept in them but she didn’t sleep at his apartment, and that she knew what was going on. Which I don’t know what to believe. I want to believe him and I kinda do believe him but I don’t know. I love him but everyone around me telling me to not believe him. I was a mess for months when things were going wrong between us. I didn’t want to lose him but I feel like I lost him. He said we can be friends. I want him in my life but I always want to be us again. I know in my heart that I can never really move on from him. I always want him in my life but I don’t know what to do or what to believe. My parents hate him because they believe he is a liar and will constantly hurt me but they say a tons of things that weren’t true. I just want an unbiased opinion from people who don’t know the shit I said while I was mad or sad. There’s a lot that happened this week with him but it’s been long story already I can explain more in the comments

I know how it sounds, but please hear me out. For some backstory, I (25F) have been dating my bf (26M) for almost a year now. He has a now 7 y/o son from a previous relationship. He got full custody of our son and has had him since he was 3-4 y/o. His bio mom stopped coming around and in the last 3 years, she's only video chatted him 3 separate times, but never seen him in person before going complete radio silence. My bf and I had been dating for 3 months before we became official and I met the kiddo. We've known each other since HS and I knew the bio mom since HS too. Same friend group at that time.
Either way, once she found out he and I were together and I was raising the kiddo too, she started to blow up my bfs phone asking to start seeing him again. I didn't protest because the kiddo missed his bio mom and wanted to see her. Plus, it's not my place to make those choices for him. My bf agreed and she seen him at his bday party in Jan. It was very awkward between the kiddo and his mom. From Jan-Mar, she has seen him a total of 3 times. Never came up or asked about seeing him in April. She did come up to see him more in May. She did see him twice. The first time, she asked my bf in front of the kiddo, if she can come up and see him on Mother's Day.
My bf told her yes and didn't even ask me how I felt about it before answering. He didn't even tell me until the following day. I was very upset to say the least. He seemed almost surprised when I told him how upset and hurt I was. He took my first Mother's Day, and offered it to the mom that was never around over the mom that stepped up. I was pretty upset before I've been helping with raising him for a whole year when she stopped being a mom for 3 years. It also, would be my first Mother's Day. Not just with them, but ever. Now believe me, if she was consistent in his life the last 7 years, I wouldn't have minded letting her have the day. But it's the fact that she was gone for 3 years and decided to only come back once another woman stepped up to take her place as mom.
My bf tried asking me about celebrating the day before. I told him I couldn't because I agreed to go to his mom's church for a woman's dinner for Mother's Day. Plus I had overnight work too. Plus it was my first Mother's Day and I shouldn't have to give it up for her when she didn't want to be in his life until I showed up. He started saying I was "making him feel bad" for it. I gave him the scenario where the roles were reversed and asked him how he would feel. He agreed that he would feel hurt too. He said he felt like he couldn't say no to her because she asked in front of the kiddo. Like I said, if she had been more active in his life for the last 7 years, I would've been more than happy to have the day before, but I've been mom for him this past year when she wasn't for the last 3 years.
My MIL was agreeing with me and talked with my bf to put things in better perspective for him. She told him she thinks I deserve the day more. He did text her to change the day to the day before. She was alright with it, but asked to have him overnight too and he said no, for other reasons, and she was fine with video chatting him the morning of and it ended there. My bf on the other hand, didn't seem too happy about having to to text her to change the day and was kinda upset to say the least. He didn't want to have to go through the trouble of texting her.
But all of this does have me wondering, AITA for wanting Mother's Day to be a day for me because I stepped up when she stepped down?

A little backstory
About 4 years ago i met him. He had transferred schools and we hit it off. We played fortnite together all the time on facetime and just got along. He had sent me a text at the end of the year saying: “Thank you again for the wonderful school year, you were my first friend here”. I replied 6 months later saying how i didnt see it and only saw it because i was going trough old texts. (The message before it he had mentioned he was sorry i had lost my dog which was the reason i didnt reply because it was really recently and i couldn’t handle replying) The next year we only had one class together so we didnt talk as much but in class just a “hi” and then we would talk a little. After that year we didnt really speak anymore. We both didnt have any of the same classes and we never really met in the hallways and if we did we just smiled.
This week after about 2 years of no talk whatsoever he sent me a chat on snapchat (a coincidence because i had looked at his profile only a few days ago and i couldnt see his snap score which means he probably didnt have me added anymore) then the following conversation was held
(He is x and im y) X: hey how have you been (Random conversation) X: “sents snap of him” Y: your hair is longer i like it X: thanks Y: “sent snap of me” X: still pretty Y: your hair? X: no you dummy Y: oh ty ☺️ still? X: wdym still? I never found you ugly Y: oh haha X: is that not allowed Y: oh no ofc it is X: do you have a boyfriend or ex? Y: nope X: oh. Fit check? Y: “sents snap of outfit” noting special X: quite cute Y: ty ☺️ your turn X: that sounds kinky “sends snap of his outfit” Y: sorry didnt mean it to X: i didnt mind it Y: oh haha X: so whats your type? Y: oh i dont really have one they just have to be nice X: oh so me? “In the snap he was laying with his face in a massage table” Y: haha what are you laying on (smootly ignored his question) X: a massage table Y: oh haha i thought something like that X: oh why you wanna give me a massage? Y: uhm nty X: because? Y: thats weird
And now we just send snaps back and forth without any texts in them. What does this all mean? Im so confused and i dont know what to do? I need help

My spouse and I live with his friends until we get back on our feet. They are great people, fun to be around most of the time. I have no real issue with them. But it's like my husband has forgotten about me. As I write this, he is hanging out with his friends in their room while my kids and I are in the living room. He will dismiss the kids if the friends are watching a movie. He will go into their room and you can hear them laugh and laugh. (They aren't doing anything cheating wise I already tried to barge in on them and they were literally sitting watching a comedy movie.) He leaves with them to go out to eat and not bring back the kids and I food. On the rare chance he calls me and asks me if I want anything from the store or a restaurant, he gets them stuff too (his friends never bring back stuff for us when they get food for themselves.) I'm always an afterthought. Yesterday him and his friends came back after a day of hanging out with them ( leaving us behind as usual), he just gets his suit on and leaves with then to the pool, just like that no asking. He ended up coming back like half an hour later to grab stuff, saw me looking upset, and said "oh you can join if you want", then ran back out. I was a second thought. He also hurts my oldest daughters feelings and makes her feel guilty. She had been looking forward all day to playing a video game with me. Finally we sit down and start to play and my husband and his friends start laughing and make jokes and tell my daughter "oh I guess you don't want to go swimming with us then. Your loss!" They hadn't even mentioned swimming until literally 5 minutes after we started playing. She got upset because she loves swimming but she also didn't want to bail on me. So she sat there and cried until I said that it was ok and that she could go swimming with t hem. She told me she didn't want to hurt my feelings but I told her it was ok. So of course she grabbed her suit and ran after them. He makes food for them but not me. I was sick and I asked for a certain meal. He refused. His roommate doesn't want to stand up and asks for the same thing (mostly to help me get it) and he stands up and makes it. I have told him multiple times how I feel. I told him that I feel like I got demoted from wife to roommate. I told him that he cares more about their feelings than mine. If I am saying something and one of his friends cuts me off or talks over me, he will answer them and completely ignore me. I told them that it feels like I am an unwanted 4th wheel. He laughs or gets mad and walks away.
I am not an extrovert like they are but I still try and keep up with them. I do everything to hang out with them. I may be awkward but I do try. I have given myself anxiety attacks and internal meltdowns where I am shaking because it feels so uncomfortable but I do try. But after every day of feeling like this, I want to stop trying so much.
He tries to say that I have done the same when I am on a group/video chat with my phone, but i dont think it can even be compared. He is always included, if he needs to talk to me, I can mute or hang up. They like him for the most part. But I don't physically hang out with them. I don't ignore him or my kids and physically leave the house and ignore his texts. I don't buy them food and leave him with nothing.
I broke down yesterday, full on tears which I try and never do. I told him how I felt and he told me to stop having negative feelings or keep my feelings to myself and told me to stop. It's like I might as well keep my mouth shut. I guess I have to do everything alone now..

i met this guy online and had an extremely short fling with him. as of writing this we've only known each other for about 3 weeks and were friends with benefits for a week before i decided to actually be open abt stuff in my life, making him decide to let us be actual friends. his words being (after i vented) "you're turning from a cute girl i wanna fuck to someone i want to help". afterwards he repeated that he genuinely did want to be friends with me.
when we first met he said he wasn't interested in relationships, and given my mental state of having raging abandonment issues i was okay with that. i also thought i wasn't ready. the problem is, i'd started developing (not that strong, we've known each other less than a month) real feelings for him. he's sweet and good-natured, mature, insightful, fun, and calls me out on my bs even if he can be a bit heavy handed with it. before we decided to call things off he's also said that i had a "good heart", that i was "kind", and that i "deserved the world" even if i was just looking for a fling.
we've also shown to be able to communicate well with each other after a tense situation. we called yesterday and we made each other tense because of my anxiety and self-sabotaging. on his part it was because i'd reminded him of his younger self from when he used to deal with those issues, and on my part because it seemed i affected him too easily and got him ticked when others would just try to reassure me and we'd move on. well we weren't able to bring the vibe back up, and we acknowledged that we just got carried away and that since we haven't been talking for too long we were still feeling each other out and getting to know each other.
after that he left a message about wanting to move on from the tense conversation and tried to liven up the mood by telling me... about this girl he's thinking of pursuing seriously. he says she's sweet, passionate, and attentive and that they talk about a lot of stuff together. they've known each other for a couple of months and they've already met up in real life (we haven't). this just makes me feel so horrible, but i don't want to give up what seems like a very good potential friend just because of my jealousy. i want to be a good friend but this is eating me up. if he also thought i was sweet and if he also liked talking to me, i can't help but think that if only the circumstances were better and if i had more time for him to get to know me he'd like me instead. he already thought i was physically attractive, and we were getting along so well... it hurts.
how do i deal with this without being a crappy friend to him? i wanna support him and all but being friendzoned for the 4th time is really weighing me down.
for additional context it seems she likes him as well but they aren't officially together yet. basically i thought i could finally have a friend who truly gets me that i could crush on safely while i worked through my issues, and i feel punished for thinking that.

Not sure if anyone cares for an update but…
The reason this whole predicament and Reddit post came about is because my friend and I found out she planned a weekend trip to a theme park with him (this weekend.) When up until now we thought they were still not speaking because last we heard (May 6) he had removed her and her sisters off everything when they were keeping it cordial. We honestly thought she was finally out after all this time but he crawled his way back.
She said they spoke after work last night and she decided to stay with him. He still is NOT okay with her going on the trip so she is still saying she won’t be going. She hopes by the time the trip comes around in June, he will change his mind. I can assure you she has read hundreds of your guys comments but, is continuing to make excuses for him and defending him based on some of the same comments.
My friend and I tried talking to her again this morning after we got the “I’m still going with him this weekend” text. My friend and I are sad for her and we really hope she realizes how much more she deserves and gains the strength to one day leave and never look back.
I’m not sure if there will be another update but if there is, it will probably be about if she did end up going on the upcoming trip in June and if it’s because he ended up “letting her” or because they broke up again… thank you everyone for your comments and those who private messaged. Have a good weekend everyone!

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From now on, your role is to simulate Giorgio's life. He is an unconventional boy; nothing particularly remarkable has happened in his life so far, but he is unique. At times he seems a bit eccentric, saying things that don't make sense, while other times he behaves normally. He dresses oddly, speaks his mind, and is generally humorous. Occasionally, he can be irritable and may raise his hands when upset. He appears somewhat bipolar, though undiagnosed, with his behaviors considered strange by friends but not dangerous. His life is like many other teenagers, experimenting, having fun, socializing with friends, and moving from one relationship to another without much trouble. The boys use vulgar language among themselves, which is normal, and I want the simulation to be very realistic. Avoid embellishment but make it authentic and slightly exaggerated. In this simulation, I am God. I do not know who Giorgio is; he is one of my many creations, and like with all others, I occasionally check on what he's doing.
I may use one or more conventions in my messages:

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We have been together for almost a year, and so far our relationship has been so healthy and honest. I trust him more than anyone in my life and we always tell each other everything. He was the first relationship l've ever had, so l guess you could say I'm not entirely sure if what he has expressed to me is considered normal or not. I just want to say, he has never been outwardly jealous or possessive, and he has never made me or tried to talk me out of anything I do, but one thing that I haven't really done in quite some time is hang out with friends, or people aside from him and family. He is very protective of me and when we are together he never leaves my side, but I assume that is normal, as I am very attached to him as well.
But recently, l've been talking to new friends online who are nearby, and I have genuine proof that these friends are real and trustworthy. Well, a couple of friends invited me to hang out with them one day during the week, and when my boyfriend came over to visit for a couple minutes before leaving for work, I told him about it, and I was very enthusiastic and telling him what we were going to do. But he seemed to hesitate, and he then asked me a couple questions like "Where did you meet these friends?" "How long have you been talking to them?" And then he asked where l'd be going etc. we have each other's location, so we know if anything were to happen we would know how to find each other. But I don't know, like he didn't seem as happy as I thought he would be, because I have friends that I will get t spend time with. But after a moment he said that hu feels nervous about me going up to see them and how suspicious it sounded. But he didn't say it in a cruel way, he sounded gentle and genuinely worried. I hugged him and promised him I wouldn't put myself in a situation I didn't trust. But he was still saying that he just wanted me to be safe. Now, I genuinely don't think he would feel jealous about me hanging out with friends, he just simply sounded worried about my safety, but is this normal? Is it okay that people in a relationship can feel anxious about the other going somewhere to hang out with other people? I was genuinely curious about this but in the end I did tell him I would text him throughout to let him know that I was alright.
Other than that, he's never forced me out of stuff, even if maybe he didn't like it. But he is really good with communicating how he feels. He always says he doesn't like me being around strangers, and I am always tempted to say: "You were a stranger I decided to meet up with." But that sounded a bit mean, and I understand feeling worried about that kind of thing.
I don’t want him to escalate this if that makes any sense? Like if I were to just cancel these plans because he would worry too much, I wouldn’t want this to be a repeated occurrence. I want to have friends and other people to have fun with outside of family and my relationship, but I am just worried that doing so would worry my boyfriend too much.

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1. Is this a bat bite?
Bat bites cannot be identified from a photo. No one, not even a doctor or a bat biologist, can identify a bat bite from a photo. If you think you might have bat bite, ask yourself: Have you seen a bat in your home? Did you sleep outdoors where a bat might have bitten you? Did you pick up a bat in your hand? If you answer no, it's HIGHLY UNLIKELY you were bitten by a bat. Again, bat bites cannot be identified from a photo.
2. Can I get rabies from interacting with an animal? Can I get rabies from touching something? What about if a drop of liquid falls on me? Can I get rabies from contaminated food or water? Can I get rabies from a person?
No. YOU CAN ONLY GET RABIES VIA DIRECT CONTACT WITH A RABID ANIMAL. This means being bitten or scratched by a rabid animal. Rabies is transmitted via the saliva of an infected animal in the late stages of the disease, when the virus is being shed in the saliva by the host animal. The rabies virus dies almost immediately once it’s outside the body. You can’t get rabies from touching something a rabid animal touched. You can’t get rabies from your pet meeting a rabid animal and then bringing it home to you. You can’t get rabies from touching roadkill. You can’t get rabies from something falling on you. You can’t get rabies from touching or kissing someone who has been vaccinated. You can’t get rabies from touching something wet. You can’t get rabies from touching any surface whatsoever, even if you have a cut on your body or you touch your eye/nose/mouth afterwards. Getting rabies from touching an animal and then touching your eye/nose/mouth is theoretically possible, but this has never happened to anyone in recorded history.
3. I found a suspicious mark on my body but I didn’t find a bat in my house. Did a bat sneak into my house and bite me without me noticing, and then sneak back out?
Bats are NOT invisible or ninjas. If you wake up in the morning with a mark on your body, it is HIGHLY UNLIKELY to be a bat bite unless you find a bat in your house. If a bat gets in your house, you will see it. They are not good at finding their way out on their own. It’s very unlikely that a sober, alert, adult human would not notice being bitten by a bat. Finding little marks on your body is not unusual and that is no reason to assume an invisible bat attacked you.
4. I saw a bat near me. Or I heard a bat. Or I saw something that might have been a bat, but it didn’t touch me. Did a bat bite me without me noticing?
Bats cannot fly past you and bite you in mid-flight. That is physically impossible. A bat must LAND on you, hold on to you with their tiny fingers, and then bite you. After biting you, they must then push off of you to take flight again. Bats can be small, but they're not invisible or imperceptible. If you would notice a big bug landing on you and biting you, then you would notice a bat doing it too. If a bat makes physical contact with you, there is a possibility that it may have scratched you, and rabies shots are recommended unless you are in a country free of bat rabies. If you find a bat in your house and you are not in a country free of bat rabies, you should catch it and submit it for rabies testing; if you can’t do that, you should get rabies shots; if you have small children, they should get rabies shots.
5. An animal touched me, licked me, or sneezed on me. Could I get rabies from this?
You cannot get rabies from a wound that doesn’t break the skin. Rabies can only get into your body through an opening in your body: a scratch or bite. If you are bitten or scratched by an animal, you should wash the area with soap and water for 5 minutes. If it does not bleed at all, you may not have broken the skin and could be in the clear. You can test this by putting alcohol on the abrasion to see if it stings.
6. Can I get rabies from an animal that has current rabies vaccinations? Can my pet get rabies if it has current rabies vaccinations?
No. You cannot get rabies from an animal that has current rabies shots. If you are bitten or scratched by someone’s pet, ask the owner for proof of rabies vaccination, like a rabies tag on the collar. Take a photo or copy of these records and call their vet to verify them. If the shots are current, you're not at risk of rabies infection. If the pet owner cannot provide this proof of vaccination, contact your animal control department or rabies management / health department to file a "Bite Report". If you are in the USA, you can find a list of those agencies here: https://www.cdc.gov/rabies/resources/contacts.html
7. Can I get rabies from my pet, or from a friend or neighbor’s pet?
You may not need to get rabies shots if you can observe the animal that attacked you for two weeks. If you are bitten or scratched by a pet that is not vaccinated for rabies, the standard protocol is to quarantine the animal in an animal shelter or veterinarian's office for 10-14 days. If you were attacked by someone else’s pet and that is not possible, you can observe the animal for 14 days. If it doesn’t get sick and/or die of rabies, then you are not at risk of rabies and do not need rabies shots. If the animal is healthy in 14 days, IT DOES NOT HAVE RABIES and neither do you. Since most animals in the late stages of rabies typically die in about 48 hours, this is a very cautious timeframe to observe.
8. Can I get rabies from a bug, bird, lizard, or frog? Can I get rabies from a possum, or a rat or mouse?
No. Only mammals (furry animals) can carry rabies. Reptiles, amphibians, insects, and birds can’t carry rabies. Bats are one of the most common rabies carriers in the US, although less than half of 1% of all bats will ever get rabies. In the USA, the next most common species are raccoons, skunks, and foxes. Outside of the USA, dogs, cats, and other animals have been known to spread the rabies virus. The least common mammals include Virginia opossums, rodents (rats and mice), rabbits or hares, and squirrels. Globally, the #1 risk of rabies is dog bites.
9. Is there a risk of rabies in my area? Can I get rabies in India, or the UK?
To learn about rabies statistics for your area, Google your state or country's name and the phrase 'current rabies statistics'. These websites will tell you how many rabid animals have been found in your area and what species. They should also tell you who to call to report a bite. Some parts of the world are rabies-free and there is no rabies or risk of rabies infection. The UK (and most of western Europe) is free of rabies in most animals except for bats, which is rare. India has a high rabies risk from dogs and other mammals, but rabies is very rare in bats in India and has only been found in bats in a couple areas in Nagaland.
10. I was vaccinated for rabies. Does that mean I am protected for life and will never need to worry about it again?
No. Previously vaccinated people still get boosters if they are re-exposed to rabies. Your rabies titer can be high for a few months or for many years, but it is assumed that you are protected for at least three months after getting your initial shots. If you are bitten by animal and it has been less than 90 days since your last shot, you don’t need to do anything. If it has been more than 90 days since your last shot, you would still need post-exposure booster shots IF you are directly exposed to an animal that could be rabid. You do not need to go through the entire series of shots again; you only need booster shots.
· For more information about rabies and rabies shots, see the CDC website here: https://www.cdc.gov/rabies/index.html
· If you are in the USA here is a link to the state and local rabies contacts. USA State & Local Rabies Contacts
11. I was vaccinated for rabies but I did not receive HRIG (Human Rabies Immunogloblin). Why? Is that OK?
HRIG is sometimes not given if there is no visible wound or if you were bitten/scratched in a location that is hard to inject. For instance, it would be hard to inject HRIG into your ear. If you have no visible wound, then there is no way to tell where HRIG should be injected. If you have more questions about this, ASK YOUR DOCTOR.
12. I got rabies shots but I have questions about the specific medical care I received. Why did the doctor give me the care I received? I’m immunocompromised; do I need extra shots? Will my medication interact with the vaccine?
Ask your doctor questions about the specific medical care you received. People on the internet cannot answer those questions. A doctor’s job is to treat patients and explain their care to them so it is OK to ask follow-up questions even after you leave the office.
13. I am in a country that is not the US, or I am traveling. Why did doctors in my country give me a different schedule of shots than the ones recommended by the CDC or the WHO? Why did doctors in two different countries tell me two different shot schedules? Will the shots work?
Yess. Rabies protocols vary by country. The CDC guidance is specific to the USA, and the WHO guidance is a recommendation for all countries. Some countries give different numbers of shots on different days. That is OK. The schedules all work as long as you stick to them and finish the series. To find more information about a country’s rabies shot schedule, google the name of the country + rabies vaccination + regimen or protocol or schedule.
14. I waited a long time before I got rabies shots. Or I drank a beer after I got vaccinated, or I took an aspirin. Or a doctor gave me tetanus shots at the same time. Will the rabies shots still work?
Yes. Rabies vaccines are 100% effective if you get them before the virus reaches your brain and symptoms start, which usually takes 3 weeks to one year. For more info about symptoms, see FAQ #17. If you have more questions about your medical treatment, ASK YOUR DOCTOR.
15. I think I have health anxiety and I can’t stop thinking about rabies all the time. How can I get help for this?
See this link. The automod can be summoned to share this information with a comment that includes the word “helpbot."
16. Someone is asking questions in the sub that I think are super dumb. Should I tell them that?
No. Please do not be rude or impatient. There is a real difference between a legitimate rabies scare and Persistent Health Anxiety (PHA), a subset of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). OCD and anxiety are real diseases that can have physical symptoms, and there are treatments for them that many people don’t know how to access. Both conditions are terrifying and life-altering, and both conditions deserve support. In this group, we support people who ask for help and we applaud them for finding the courage to do so. We will be kind, patient, respectful, and do our best to provide emotional support to anyone who seeks help here. I will be posting a separate FAQ to address the health anxiety issue. All posts and/or replies that are in any way unkind, impatient, or rude will be immediately removed and the author may be temporarily or permanently banned from this group. Be nice!!
17. I feel sick. Do I have rabies?
If you feel sick, see a doctor. You may have another disease, including anxiety, which can have physical symptoms. We cannot diagnose you over the internet. See a doctor.
The rabies virus generally has an incubation period of 3 weeks to 1 year from the date of exposure. If you believe you are experiencing symptoms before 3 weeks after exposure, that is not rabies. If you think you are experiencing symptoms more than 1 year after exposure, it is almost certainly not rabies. if you have not been exposed to a rabid animal and you believe you are experiencing rabies symptoms, you are not infected and are most likely experiencing anxiety. the prodromal stage lasts for a few days to a month and the acute neurologic stage lasts for a few days to a week; if you have symptoms that last longer than this, you do not have rabies.
Rabies symptoms only begin when the virus reaches the brain. It MUST reach the brain and produce SEVERE NEUROLOGICAL symptoms before it reaches the throat and salivary glands. This means that your sore throat is NOT caused by rabies unless you also have a severe fever, are experiencing loss of consciousness, paralysis, and seizures.
Also, rabies symptoms do not go away until death. You don't have a fever and then the fever goes away for the next symptoms. Every symptom stacks on top of the other symptoms. If you are experiencing 1 out 10 symptoms, it's NOT RABIES. Rabies is not mild. It's SEVERE in every way. If you are experiencing rabies symptoms you will need to be hospitalized within the first 8 hours of symptoms.
IT IS NOT TOO LATE TO GET VACCINATED UNTIL SYMPTOMS START, but only get vaccinated if you were attacked by a rabid animal. Waking up with a mystery scratch is not a rabies exposure.
Rabies symptoms are as follows, IN THIS ORDER:
Prodromal Stage:
• Extreme Fever
• Extreme Headache
Acute neurologic phase:
• Visual Disturbances, Hallucinations
• Delirium, Confusion
• Tremors, Seizures, Repetitive Uncontrollable Movements
• Fading In and Out of Consciousness
• Light Sensitivity, Sensitivity to Wind / Moving Air
• Partial Paralysis of Extremities, Paralysis of One or Both Legs or Arms
• Excessive Salivation, combined with the inability to swallow AT ALL, not even your own saliva which causes excessive drooling
• Inability to Swallow - NOT SORE THROAT - Inability to eat or drink, or swallow your own saliva production
• Extreme Aversion to sight or sound of water, food, or drink, AKA hydrophobia
• Coma
Without extreme medical intervention, which usually is an induced coma, these symptoms will progress to death very rapidly. Most patients who reach the point of excessive salivation and hydrophobia die within 12-24 hours without intervention.
IF YOU ARE EXPERIENCING THESE SYMPTOMS, CALL 911 AND GET TO A HOSPITAL IMMEDIATELY. IF YOU CAN REPLY TO THIS MESSAGE, YOU ARE NOT EXPERIENCING RABIES SYMPTOMS. PEOPLE WITH ACTIVE RABIES INFECTIONS CANNOT TYPE, TALK, OR DEBATE WHETHER OR NOT THEY ARE SICK. IF YOU CAN READ THIS AND REPLY, IT'S NOT RABIES.

I (then 28F)met the person who I feel is my twin runner (26M) in September 2021 at work. He was taking a contracted position. He was a new contracted employee and we were immediately drawn to one another. We had the unusual urge to tell each other quickly about our lives, past traumas, hopes,and got to know each other well. We became close friends and always spent time at lunch, read books together, took walks outside whenever time allowed. We never crossed boundaries though. He was in a relationship with someone (recently just got back together) with whom he shared a then 16 month old with. Despite this, I just had this inexplicable feeling and knowing that we were going to get together. He even gave me his favorite book and jokingly said “I’m giving you my soul here!” At some point in the spring of 2022, his relationship with his ex girlfriend fell apart. This time for good. A month later, we inevitably got together—intimately, sexually after one night. All that tension for months finally released and it was truly unlike any other experience. It all felt right, but there was always this discomfort underneath everything. He was worried that I would be resentful since he came with “baggage”-the kids and a complicated situation with his ex (she doesn’t work so he had to financially support her). It didn’t help that the contract he had at our place of work ended and he couldn’t renew. He eventually ran. He got another contracted position at one state and his ex with the kids moved in another state. Throughout this time, I was devastated. I had no desire to date and never found the connection I had with him with anyone else. And while I don’t put much emphasis on signs and synchronicities, one night, five months after he ran, I saw a shooting star and wished for his well being and a sign that he was okay. Within the hour, he texted me(after not reaching out for like 4 months) asking if I still worked at the same place. It wasn’t until March 2023 that he reached out to me and let me know he wanted to come back to my place of work. He did so that June and thus began our “relationship”. Ultimately, it was very loving, playful, respectful, adventurous, but there was always fear and tension looming. I kept getting triggered because he seemed non committal about spending time and making plans with me. I didn’t feel like a priority, but constantly picked over. Maybe this was just a relationship of convenience for him, I often thought. It didn’t help that we kept this a secret because we didn’t want people at work to find out. I would experience random crying spells and anxiety, because of how uncertain things were. In hindsight and in fairness to him, parenting and traveling between states is a hard thing to navigate, but it still made me feel like I was someone he could just “squeeze in”. Moreover, he decided to stay permanently at work this time around, but that meant making less money than what he made as a contractor. All of these stressors added up and he eventually decided to quit, choosing a job closer to his girls. We are in contact, but it is minimal. I’m coming to terms with the fact that right now, a relationship with this person just isn’t feasible despite loving him unconditionally. He is so present as a parent and always strives to give his kid the childhood he never got. I personally know what it feels like to be abandoned by a parent, so of course I understand that his babies are the number one priority. I expect that. I want him to grow into the best person he feels he could be and just have peace in his life. Intellectually, I can accept this 3-D reality of us not being together, but energetically I still can’t shake him off. No other relationship has made me self reflect like this, and yet I can’t decide if this is indeed my twin or if I’m stuck in a loop with a karmic.

My girlfriend was recently diagnosed pre diabetic and has been taking the news really really hard. She is in her 50s and has been very fit and healthy her whole life. She hasn’t seen her doctor since the message with the diagnosis and hasn’t seen a dietitian yet but has been making broad claims like she’s going to completely stop eating sugar and drinking alcohol. I am recovered from a restrictive eating disorder and have also been in an abusive relationship where my partner was controlling over the food I ate. I told her very clearly that I support her changing her lifestyle and eating habits but that I am not ok with having rules like “no sugar in the house” or anything that is going to demonize certain foods or force me to adopt her diet. We don’t currently live together but have planned on me moving in with her in a few months when my current lease is up. After we had this talk she talked with some of her coworkers who told her that I’m a bad partner if I’m not willing to basically go on the same diet as her and eliminate sugar completely “in solidarity”
I just want to know how other people are navigating this type of conflict. Is it reasonable for a pre diabetic person to expect everyone in their household to follow their diet? Is it reasonable to have sugar or any foods the pre diabetic person is trying avoid to be hidden from sight? She has been very daunted by the idea that it’s “up to my willpower” to not eat the “bad” foods. But what she’s asking me to do is in direct conflict with what I need to maintain my recovery.

Hi there,
I’ve been quietly reading on this sub for about a month now, thinking about posting. Finally have a good reason to, I think.
Backstory: I’m 24F. I’m the oldest child - my sister is 18 and my brother is 10. I can’t remember ever having liked my ndad, and we “butted heads” a lot when I was growing up, increasingly about me wanting independence especially when he would promise to do something (that I felt I could do myself) and wouldn’t come back to it for a long time. He wanted control. He was always sensitive about lying. When I was starting my senior year of high school (good grades, committed to extracurriculars, aiming for top schools like Harvard, Stanford, John’s Hopkins), he found out that I was experimenting with drugs and lost it. He went through all my texts, found out I’m queer, saw all the bad stuff I wrote about him, and decided he can’t trust me anymore. He strip searched me, sent me to a psychoanalyst that he wouldn’t listen to anyway, took away a lot of my belongings, set up surveillance cameras around the house, moved me to his office and put a lock on the door and window. A mattress and a notebook to write in. Months of interrogations followed. I was not allowed to close the bathroom door, and later, I was allowed to close, but not lock it. No phone, no seeing friends. I wasn’t allowed to be alone for months. Or to go upstairs. Listen to music. It was real bad. He told me he wanted to break me down and rebuild who I am from scratch… my mom was devastated and was on his side, despite having previously stood up for me now and then.
I was able to apply to my state school ONLY and got in. The deal was that they would pay for it basically and I would help with the family. I was never allowed to have a job, despite wanting to work since high school. The first year of college my mom drove me. They didn’t trust me to take the bus. Partway through the second year, I found the resources at the college to put together a backup plan in case I needed to leave. It did come to a point (ndad found out about it bc I was carrying around a business card in the waistband of my underwear and dropped it in the bathroom one day) and I decided to leave.
I was allowed to leave with the clothes on my back - no shoes, no coat, nothing else except some documents. And even then he didn’t give me my passports (foreign), saying they don’t exist when I named the document (likely I used the name they used, and not the official document name). Had to sign a handwritten paper that said I refuse their help.
Friends helped me get back on my feet and I’m surrounded with loving people now.
The period of severe abuse lasted 2 years and 5 months. I saw a couple friends a couple times throughout. More details take too long to write.
Since then (4 yrs 3 months), I’ve not seen my immediate family. I call my mom more frequently now, that relationship is stable, but she won’t share information with me. I can talk to her about my life. Have only been able to talk to my sister 2 times over the phone - her last 2 birthdays. Talking to dad never ends well. Last time I tried to call and talk to my sister he wouldn’t let me.
I found out what school she goes to and found out when her graduation is by the powers of the internet. I want to go - to see her and show up for her. I’m debating if I want her to see me or not. And I’m worried about running into ndad. I had a stress dream about it last night. I’m both scared that she won’t want to see me and I’m scared of making things bad for her. To the extent of my knowledge, she may be going out of state for school (know that through a family friend). We were rather different kids growing up and idk how she feels.
Should I go incognito? Or call attention to myself?
(Also wanna write a memoir one day if I ever get the time.)

Okay I’m gonna try to make this as short as possible without missing any big details.
Background: Have 2 young daughters and am no longer with their mother and haven’t been in 3 years.Been with my current girlfriend now for about 1.5 year. Been working in a warehouse job for almost 3 years now $35/hr 40-50 hwk. I lived (alone but had my two daughters every weekend) in an apartment near my job. Breakup with my ex was a bad situation and we were in and out of court for 2 years and still am. In the beginning I made irrational decisions in attempts to hurt my daughter’s mother emotionally. It quickly cost me my time with my children and I went through a lot of therapy and treatment to not have an urge to hurt her when I’m upset with her and communicate. I was fortunate enough to be given an opportunity again by my ex to be back with my kids and since then our relationship has been great and our lives have been very peaceful until about a month ago. About a month ago we got into an argument about money because I was paying child support every week and would still give her money outside of that to help wherever I could but I tried communicating to her that her financial needs were causing me to struggle as I had been falling behind on rent and couldn’t keep up with the needs. This all took place over our messages and her response to this was that I started seeing my daughters less so I could work on my weekends. I did not take this response well and I tried to hurt her and threatened her by saying without me she wouldn’t have her house or her car because I was paying those things of hers and that I would stop giving her the money and she’d lose it all. This then led to her filing a PO that I was given a date for but I did not attend because I was admitted to a hospital at the time. I have the paperwork for it all and I’m in contact with a lawyer about getting it all taken cared of. So here’s the problem
I was “fired” from my job for my attendance after missing days while I was hospitalized. I say “fired” but I was given the option to finish the week and the termination go down as me quitting so that I could be rehired. This happened in April. When the PO was granted due to my absence I found out a warrant was also active for me in that county for a misdemeanor charge. I found this out when I started applying for new jobs and began failing background checks. I quickly got in contact with a bondsman and had a walk through process done for the warrant and got a court date. I’ve sinced been back to applying at jobs and doing interviews but the first check I did the warrant was still showing and this was a day after the walk through. I have no idea how any of that stuff works I was just told the warrant would go down at 4pm that day. This check was the next day. So I’m unsure if I should keep applying and scheduling interviews. I also am very quickly running out of resources especially financially as I have not had a check in two weeks. I’ve been homeless before and am prepared to transition into it again but I’m wanting to avoid that as much as possible. It’s definitely a situation of the consequences of my own actions but I want to do the right thing and have no idea where to go from here.