Hbo late night cathouse

I hope I'm using the right flair for this.
Lately, as in the past few nights I think, I've been producing frogs from my mouth in my dreams. They're bright green, I wanna say similar to "Castleton green" but bit brighter and more saturated. I'll feel lumps in my mouth and pull out these golf-ball sized frogs, unharmed but not happy to have been in my mouth. Other times I'll just spit them out at random. This morning, a few of the frogs were passed enough that they bit my lips and nose and just hung there.
If it matters, I'm sort of a lucid dreamer, and I dream in a state where I'm pretty aware of my physical body in the real world. I'm not making myself spawn frogs out of nowhere, though, so I'm curious at to what it could mean.

My bf (25m) and I (24f) have been together for a year. For the past month we have been together everyday, he goes to work n comes straight to his house where I’d be working from (I work from home) or comes straight to mine after work so we can sleep together everynight . I have a high sex drive and he praises me for how amazing our sex is every time. If I request for sex when I’m not satisfied hours after he has initiated sex and finished or even the next day , he struggles to get hard, he’s fine during oral but gets soft during penetration and ends up just giving me oral. He says it's because he is completely empty and fully satisfied and it seems recently we only have sex when he’s horny and not if I ask for it. Last night he left his phone unlocked before going to sleep so I went through it and found he was watching twitter porn of a lot Latina girls (I am a black F he is a black M) I went through his instagram and found he was searching none famous Latina girls who post barely clothed pictures and he deletes his searches all the time because there is usually nothing on his instagram searches but last night he didn't clear it, these were in his recent searches. He had cheated on me late February by flying another girl (black F, 22) out for a week they were together in another country and I forgave him because I was going through a traumatic situation with my family and also was not speaking to any of my friends so he was the only one there for me. Him cheating led to him having to get rid of every girl he followed on social media apart from family members and me going through his phone regularly but did not have his passcode(also found out he was trying to see a bunch of other girls n got rejected lol ). I found out about the porn last night 17th of May. He always lied that he doesn't really watch porn but after going through his phone I can see otherwise. He always has a wondering eye when we are outside or being served by attractive waitress. I confronted him about it and all he could say was it's just porn, it's light hearted it's just for him and he's not fantasying when I told him he can watch porn in his own time but secretly while we are together and hiding it is too much with everything we are working through and too weird. i believe it’s another form of cheating and broke up with him. Did I overreact or not?

Walking distance to the blue line is a must, but what are the best areas to live in terms of safety? I lived in Chicago in early 2019 but I know some things have changed since then. Are there any areas to avoid? Also how is the blue line late at night? Thank you!

Long story short, last night some friends and I (teen,F) went out for an evening, being underage (late teens) we didn't expect to be drinking. Then one of the guys pulls out three bottles of really high-end dark whiskey he "got from somebody he knows". I ended up drinking close to two of the three bottles. Straight, no chaser, just shot after shot. Felt fine other than being absolutely blackout drunk. Nowhere near the first time I've drank so I didn't have any immediate nausea. I drove myself home (yes i know I shouldn't have) and managed to hide the red eyes and drunken demeanor from my parents. Then I went to bed, slept until 3, and woke up absolutely oh-dear-god-just-kill-me-now hungover. I've been struggling to hide it all day, and nothing I do has made it any better. I've managed not to throw up though. I've been in my room with the lights turned down, popping Tylenol and wrestling my shattering headache. It's been 12 hours since I got drunk and still terrible. Thankfully I've not been discovered...
Y'all got any similar stories?

Hi guys,
I currently work away from home as a welder early Monday morning until late Friday night. Things recently have gotten difficult, longer hours and expectations to be in different places across the country early in the mornings. This along with missing my family - I currently have an 8 year old son and I’m soon to be wed to my fiance, has made working away very difficult.
I make an okay wage of around £48k a year (with subs) but wages for welders around the North West where I live, are really low in comparison.
Tomorrow I have an interview for a job paying £31k a year, but working Monday - Thursday. If I get offered this position, I would like to either expand my horizons with being a welder or maybe learn something new on the side. Especially with having an extra day a week to do things. Would anyone have any recommendations on something new to learn? I’ve thought about learning a data programming language but unsure if it would pay off.
Also, has anyone been in a similar position? And did you regret any decisions along the way?
I really miss my family and I don’t see things getting better at work, but it’s a hell of a pay decrease.

Background: presently my mother (f 60s) lives with me (male 30s) in my house that she helped me purchase (she gifted the down payment and contributes towards major purchases) about 3+ years ago. The reason my mom lives with me is because she presently can't afford to live on her own and has gone through some severe health issues from which she's recovered from but will have some permanent side effects from that make living on her own hard as well. She has also gone through severe trauma in her past.
Lately her and I have been at odds as I've been dating. I'm currently in a great relationship with a very understanding girlfriend about my situation with my mom. Specifically, that we could make the living arrangement work long term where my mom could live with us due to her health issues.
However, situations have arisen where my mom will not like or feel comfortable with certain things or times I want to do in my relationship and sometimes this creates A conflict. Things can wind being at odds when my mom will try tocontrol me and say things like this:
"Your girlfriend needs to come over later, we need to do things around the house"
"This is Mother's Day weekend. Don't talk to your girlfriend on the phone. If you do, I won't go out on Mothers day"
"We agreed for you not to go to her church regularly. You're not a man of your word"
These are paraphrased too. For reference, I typically don't see my girlfriend Thursday, Fridays or saturdays to devote time to the house and taking care of my mom (my sister works night these days so she could help outside of these nights). Although if there's certain events I do wind up doing them. My girlfriend has been very very understanding here.
The issues wind up being if there's something I want to do that's she's not comfortable with or if she's feels I'm not being responsible to the house (taking care of the yard, dogs watching, cleaning , her medical needs, etc.), she will throw tantrums or say things like above.
Has anyone dealt with this before? My inclination is to do things based on how I feel things are getting done with the house while prioritizing my relationship. I do tend to feel guilty because of all of things that have happened to her but it feels like her wants are too much.

Lately, work has been overwhelming, leaving me little time to unwind and connect with others. I miss those late-night conversations where I can delve into meaningful discussions and exchange life insights. I wonder if guys are more inclined to engage in serious talks during these late hours? I'm open to finding out!
I'm particularly keen on connecting with single guys, aged 25 and above, who share a passion for deep conversations and maybe even some adventurous topics. If that sounds like you, drop me a message with your name, age, and location. Let's kickstart some intriguing conversations!

Hello! I have been diagnosed with OCD since 2012 in my early twenties but I HIGHLY suspect I had it in my teens. I’m a female bodied person in my 30s. Lately, I’ve found that I have a new obsession and compulsion around my bladder and constantly being afraid of wetting myself so I make a lot of trips to the bathroom all day and night. Has someone dealt with this before? Any suggestions? Thanks!

Sorry this is quite long. Okay, so I 28F am currently trying to separate from my 29M (Oscar) ex boyfriend of 8years and childrens dad 9F and 4F. I should make clear, I have recently been diagnosed with borderline personality disorder which makes a lot of sense due to past trauma growing up in the care system. I know this carries a stigma but I am in active recovery and have already made progress in some areas regarding my bpd. Anyway, Oscar and I broke up first week of January 2024. He moved back to his mams house whilst I maintained our children and working full time night shifts and school runs with my parents help. I couldn't thank them enough. I was terminated at work late March due to low work volume and fell into a depression. All whilst Oscar would randomly pop in and play dad whilst arguing with me, saying that I needed to stop being a s**g, focus on the children and I needed him back. I haven't slept with anyone else in 8 years, even now. With my mental health so low and believeing every word he said I slept with him that week. I found out the day after he had been having sex with another girl for a couple of months, possibly before we broke up. So I focused all my energy into me! I kicked him to the curb and started my glow up. I messaged a guy I used to speak to 6years ago (2017/2018) 27M (Tyler) when Oscar left me and moved to the other side of the country for 4 months. Tyler and I really connected again and we were on the phone every night for hours. I was ready to move on and was happier than I had been in years even though I'd never met Tyler we facetimed all the time and made eachother laugh aswell as blush. Here's the kicker, Tyler was currently in the Ukraine fighting in the war against the Russia. After weeks of regular communication out of no where my messages weren't delivered and everything went silent for over a week. During this week Oscar had moved out of his mams into his own place and had worked his way back into the house via the children. He had been told by a mutual friend that Tyler hadn't messaged me and I was worried he had passed away as he was on the front line that couple of weeks. Leading upto this month. I was very symptomatic over the last two weeks. It's no excuse. It is what it is. My emotions took over me, I fell into a deeper depression and Oscar was paying me compliments left, right and centre. Telling me how well I was doing, because even though I thought Tyler had passed I managed to keep up with the house work and the girls. He knew exactly how to stroke my ego! and we slept together again. I feel disgusting! Oscars so happy though. He wants to rebuild our family and wants date nights and to have sleepovers. Whilst, I got a message from Tyler 2 days ago. I didn't really realise that sometime theirs bound to be points of radio silence and youve just got to keep faith. Tyler said he was okay, No serious injury but he would be back out for some time and he'll message me when he gets a chance and I'm soo relieved and just thankful he's okay. So now I feel even worse. I can see a future with Tyler. He's a good man, whereas I can just see a constant cycle with Oscar. I suppose I'm looking more for advise more than anything.

37 F, UK (England), height 172cm, weight IDK I don’t/won’t weigh myself due to eating disorder but I am within a low-end healthy BMI, non drinker, trivial smoker (~1 a week), no illicit drug use, Caucasian
Current health conditions : hidradenitis suppurativa (only recently diagnosed) Hurley scale 2 if that means much; low LVEF/T wave abnormality/heart rhythm issues; osteoarthritis of lower spine (severe); post-operative arthritis of left ankle following major fracture in 2022 (it’s now mostly scaffolding in that ankle rather than bone); major depressive disorder; restrictive eating disorder.
Additional : extreme vitamin D deficiency + ferritin deficiency
Previous : breast cancer +++ grade 3 (2019); heart ischemia due to severe anorexia nervosa (2020)
Meds : Butec 20mg patch; Amitriptyline; Alprazolam; Zolpidem; Lymecycline; Ramipril (currently stopped due to incident below); Promethazine; Oramorph; Celecoxib; Colecalciferol; ferrous sulphate; probably others I can’t remember at this point
TLDR : Sepsis, extremely low BP (why?) and heart stopped during the surgery to remove source of infection, no idea what they did in theatre to start it, they mentioned some kind of medication. Concerned about what impact this will have on me going forward.
At 37, not obese or overweight, very casual smoker (less than 1 a week), Caucasian etc - i.e not hitting any of the normal criteria or profile for people to get hidradenitis suppurativa (it literally started out of nowhere in Feb this year) I was suddenly diagnosed with it. It’s been hard. Back to back antibiotics and an I&D in late Feb for one abscess that was huge.
To get to the point, my right armpit had a large mass developing and causing a lot of pain. It felt like there were loads of smaller lumps within the large lump (like a beanbag!). To put it in context, last Saturday my armpit was painful and sore but I felt fine. I went to bed that night and noticed it had started turning red and clearly inflamed. I was also in hindsight starting to feel a bit under the weather. Decided to get it checked at urgent care the next morning as I’d always been advised to with this HS condition.
On Sunday morning I still felt mostly ok, a bit unwell maybe, nothing major, but the pain in my armpit was substantial. I went to urgent care. They triaged me and then sent me immediately to A&E because my obs were apparently concerning. Pulse was approx 140, blood pressure was “low”. And they confirmed the abscess was definitely infected. I’ve been through this before several times, once ending in an operation, mostly ending in another course of antibiotics, so I wasn’t exactly keen to go to A&E (not that anybody is, but I just thought it’d be another massive precautionary thing rather than anything else)
On arrival in A&E I already felt decidedly unwell. I was shaking and dizzy. I remember checking in at reception, sitting down, then immediately being called by a nurse to get triaged again. I vaguely remember wobbling to the room with him, getting obs checked again and him calling someone - “ok - in a wheelchair?” - then asked if I thought I could walk. By that point I was pretty much gone I think. I did walk (I’m stubborn). I remember him telling me my blood pressure was extremely low. I remember going to a chair to get my bloods done and then…nope. Totally collapsed. Absolutely nothing.
Next I knew I was in a private bay somewhere in bed with loads of wires and beeping, a cannula in my arm with a drip, and a few nurses there, who told me I was in ICU and they were trying to get my blood pressure up as it was critically low. I asked what they meant by that and they said the diastolic was in the 30s when I came in. My normal BP is roughly 110/80ish.
I remember being wheeled for a chest X-Ray; and I remember them doing a heart echo and the doctor showed me what my heart was doing - basically it looked as though it was trying to violently bounce out of my chest. It was honestly going mental. My blood pressure wasn’t going above 50 diastolic (can’t remember the top bit) but it kept dipping back down to 37ish and slowly climbing back up.
They told me I wasn’t responding to fluids treatment for it - I don’t know what they meant by that but they were really packing in as much saline as they could into me. Bolus and drip. Then they wired me up for some kind of test to see if the fluids were effective on my heart or not?
I kept going in and out of consciousness
They told me they were going to do emergency surgery to remove the infection asap so I signed everything for that
Only very vaguely remember anything about going to theatre other than the anaesthetist telling me he needed to put another cannula in my wrist and I completely freaked (I have a weird phobia of anything touching my wrist veins, even writing this is making me uncomfortable, I know it’s dumb).
Next thing I know, it’s Monday morning and I’ve woken up with a nurse next to me, who told me I’d been asleep all night (op was at about 9pm, I woke up at 6.40am), and that I was still in ICU/ITU, still on saline and antibiotics, feeling like I’d been hit by a bus.
A few hours later a doctor spoke to me and told me I’d gone into septic shock from the infection in my arm, and that during the surgery my heart had stopped and they had to administer some kind of drug to start it again. That’s when they said i would need to stop the Ramipril for a bit - they were still fighting low BP on the Monday but nowhere near as dramatic.
On Tuesday I was moved from ICU to a “normal” ward and was feeling much better. Blood pressure was stabilising although it did dip quite badly again on Tuesday overnight.
On Wednesday I was basically ok (as in, I didn’t have any emergency situations going on and I was stable). I asked if I could get discharged because I wasn’t able to get any sleep at all on the ward and I felt utterly exhausted, all I wanted to do was sleep and I couldn’t get any because of all the noise and obs checking and fluid bag changes and whatever.
Discharged Wednesday night.
Been in bed at home since then, I’ve got a horrible chesty cough now and I feel totally rotten. My arm hurts from the surgery and I keep getting chest pain. I think my BP’s ok as when I stand up I’m not symptomatic (dizzy).
This is a really really long post and I’m sorry for that but I guess I just want an explanation as to what happened to me?! They said it was sepsis and “my heart didn’t like it” likely because I already have cardiac issues. But it was SO intense. I’m really struggling to come to terms with it all and how I felt pretty much fine only hours before it all went crazy and I collapsed. A doctor did come and speak to me and I think basically told me I almost died, or could have died, and during surgery it was looking pretty dicey. I got given a leaflet about the “psychological impact of being in the ICU”. (I haven’t dared read it).
It blows my mind how I can go from ok to dying to ok again; all within a week. It’s hard to even get my head around the fact I nearly died because there’s huge irony in it (I have been suicidal for the last 3 ish years, on and off, largely due to how poor my health is and the chronic pain in my spine). I had been doing really well mentally for a little while, which was huge for me, as I have spent a lot of time in psych units due to my suicidal ideation and just being really mentally unwell. It all stems from the cancer diagnosis really but my arthritis is the pain source of problems now.
Also what the hell did they do to my heart in surgery?
Any insight welcomed, I really would love some answers and closure to what happened, I don’t want this to affect the really positive trajectory that my mental health had been on, but it’s been a real struggle this week to know what the hell I’m meant to do with what happened. I’m not a hypochondriac by any means - I downplay a lot - but the chest pain since I got discharged is scary. Should I be worried?
Thanks all for any information or anything you can offer.

I've lost almost 70 pounds at this point, and over the last month or so I've had more than 10 late night binges. Any advice would be very welcomed!

CW, of course.
My dog recently passed. He was with me from when I was 10 until now (21), more than half my life.
The loss is awful in and of itself, of course, but the circumstances fill me with many regrets. The day before he died he was energetic, running, playing with my cat, like he always had. The last time I saw him was to give him his food and a few pats. The day he passed I left for uni in a hurry, so I didn't say goodbye. Then I recieved a call that he was taken to the vet the next town over where my dad works, so even if something bad happened, I had no way of getting there. I knew he had some health complications, but the last time I saw him he was so full of energy that I was sure he'd get better. Sadly, I eventually got the knews about his passing.
I know he loved me, every time he saw me he got so excited, but I can't help but feel like I should have given him more love. Maybe my perception has been distorted by social media dogs that live luxuriously, but I regret not playing more with him, taking him in more walks, or giving him more treats. I am also having a hard time dealing with the fact that it was so sudden. No moments to say my goodbye and hold him one last time or anything. Even walking into the backyard where he is supposed to be hurts like hell. I never would have wanted him to suffer, but a selfish and irrational part of me wishes he had expressed more signs of illness so that I wasn't taken by surprise and I could have prepared and spent more time with him.
I don't know what to do. He was my first pet and I can barely remember my life before him, no loss has ever hit me this hard. I can't help but feel like I wasn't a good enough friend to him. I even miss how he'd wake me up barking late at night. I also feel sorry for my cat who probably doesn't understand why he's gone.
Any advice is greatly appreciated. I will read, but I'm sorry if I don't respond. Thanks in advanced <3

I (35m) moved to a different country 7 years ago and when I first left, I use to wake up to messages from friends sent at ungodly hours that were usually total nonsense.
But they were thinking about me. Even when they may as well have been on a different planet.
We still talk and obviously we have all grown up / most of us have settled down. Getting an incoherent message / voice note at 4am would be concerning now.
But I do miss it. I miss knowing that I was important to them despite being absent.

Here’s the 411: I met this guy while I was engaged. I thought he was straight the first 2 months I knew him, then he shocked me by saying he was married to a man out of nowhere. I didn’t even ask.
When I first wore my engagement ring in front of him one day, I noticed he kept starring at it all day, for multiple days. Just a focused, stern stare. Not sure why. He never complimented it, which made me think he was angry with me or didn’t want to talk about it.
We spend a lot of time together now and we laugh and joke around more than ever. I find now that in crowds and groups of friends, he will make his way right at the my side and stay there, even if he doesn’t say anything at all. He is always the first now to initiate conversation. Every week he brings me something like a snack or food.
Lately he’s stopped bringing up his husband in conversations. And he randomly texted me late at night when he was drunk.
I honestly think he is a beautiful person inside and out, and if given the chance in another life, I would consider him a romantic partner.
But my question here is - Do you think he’s starting to grow fond of me, maybe even feelings (even tho he said he was with a man before). Is there a way to tell if he’s bi? What is he thinking?? I can’t read him.

We are mid distance. Keep that in mind because I’m aware we can’t hang out a lot etc etc.
I’ll get to the point. He lacks emotional intelligence. I don’t even know if it can fall under it because it’s basic relationship manners but he never plans anything or even asks to hang out or go on dates with me ? I have always been initiating phone calls, talking about trips we can do this summer among other things and date nights/ day outs.
I work 9-5, he knows I am free after work yet I rarely receive a call from him? I beg him to even call me? Or to play with me which is his love language. I thought if I contribute to that maybe he can also learn to reciprocate the energy back? But nope. He works from home he’s also free during evenings.
I have talked about this to him a LOT. I stopped talking to him stopped reciprocating he barely noticed but was clever enough to notice my energy seemed off so we talked about it NUMEROUS times. Even recently I talked about it, he then offered to watch shows I love( currently watching that with him).
I’m furious because we planned a date night which was meant to be on Friday (yday). However he was sick the whole previous week but has been better. And so we moved our date to coming Sunday (tomorrow) (it’s currently 22.02 pm I’m typing this) There has been no call from him today at all, just texts… I’ve told him numerous times to call me as I dislike texting. I know texting is more convenient but I promise you he has only called me like maybe 2 times this week.
Anyways, there has been no talk or update from him that he has booked the restaurant for our date tomorrow? I was meant to take my evrything shower tonight. It seems to be getting late now. I know women seeing this will understand how hurtful this is. He cant even plan and stick to a date and care to update me if we are going or not. I don’t know how to approach him about this anymore as I’ve stated this has been a continuous thing. Should I just start to distance myself ? How do you actually deal with men like this? He’s generally a decent man I guess. But I cannot tolerate this. I’ve spoken to him before if he can’t juggle this with other things in his life then we shouldn’t be dating. He said he will do better yet I don’t see any genuine improvements.

I have two issues:

1. I have bad gaming lag and when I run speedtest.net speed test my internet speed change. I pay for 300mbps and sometimes I will get 360mpbs. However, If I the test 10 times in a row, my speeds change and sometimes I get to 250mpbs, sometimes 205mbps, sometimes 180mbps. And sometime while the test is running the test will stutter.

My ping is usually 17mbps, but sometimes goes to 50, 80 etc. My download latency is usually around 100-120, but at times jumps to 2000 or over for a slight bit.. sometimes it jumps to 500. It's just all over the map and not consistent. Upload latency as well. I ran this test hardwired at a friend's in the area and at my local library on their computers and they have great results. For instance, at the library their ping is 7 and their download latency is 7 and doesn't move. Ran the test 10 times.
Also, I will add that hardwired into my router and then hardwired into my Xbox, my speed is lower (90mbps), but my download latency improves and sits around 20-70ish, but at times spikes to around 200-300. Why am I getting better download latency through my router, which is slower speed?
Now, I had my ISP come out recently and the tech said my signal was -15. He put in for a new line outside. However, I am finding it hard to think I have this bad of a gaming issue over -2 signal level, as -13 is acceptable.
My gaming is 95 percent bad most of the time. Maybe late at night I can get a decent connection for a short while
Does anyone have any thoughts on this?

1. My other issue is I get 360mbps to my modem, but through my router hardwired into my gaming system I only get around 90mbps. My WiFi on my phone also tops around this 90mbps area. The router I am using says it can get speeds up to 1300mbps. The router software is update. I looked in the settings and couldn't find anything that would cause an issue.

Any thoughts on this?
Thanks for any help. This is very, very frustrating.

Hi everyone! My husband and I discovered a bumblebee nest in brush that a family of wren's had gathered when attempting to create a nest on our back deck. We did not want any bees harmed, but wanted to make sure our dog didn't bother them, so a local beekeeper relocated the small hive to his farm. He did it late at night to ensure the bees were all home.
Today, two days later, we discovered either a new bee smelling the hive or one from that hive trying to make a new home in that same spot (brush has all been removed). We are novices with this, so we thought if we relocated him to a flower-filled area a mile or two away he would be okay, so we put him in our large bug netted cage and took him there and he flew away.
A couple hours later we've discovered he's returned (or we assume), and he isn't happy. Stung my husband quickly when we were outside. We don't want to do any harm to this bee and we know he's just trying to survive. Any tips on what we should do? I'm not sure if he might just leave on his own so if that's the case I'm happy to just leave him be (pun intended).
Thank you to the experts for helping us!

Me (17m) and my gf (17f) were so excited to go to prom together. She wanted to go out for dinner so I let her go with her friends cause u felt awkward being there with her friends and just me. I also wanted her to have time with them expecting her to hangout with me most of the night. When I arrived to prom I found her with her friends (who all hate me) and she came out of the restroom in her pretty dress. She didn't really seem to acknowledge me being there and chatted more with her friends I followed her around most of the night saying hi to my friends and stuff but she stuck by her best friend the whole night which made me feel like a puppy dog following her. ( for context her best friend has been flaking on her cause she doesn't like me and i think thats why she hung out with her alot). The best I got that night was a few hugs and one kiss. No slow dance ni professional pictures (of which I needed otherwise my mom would be pissed) and to be honest I feel hurt. I'm afraid I will hurt her feelings if I tell her how I feel and I don't want her to be mad at me cause those are some of the vibes I'm getting lately.

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I’ve posted about my crush before, but I’ll make a quick recap on the situation. We’ve been talking for about 4 months now. He’s best friends with one of my cousins which is how I know him. Unfortunately, us being long distance friends means I’m often sleepy when texting him cause the time difference means we can only text late at night or really early in the morning cause we have college/work.
Today I was pretty tired cause I had to wake up at 6 am instead of 8. We were talking about how difficult it is to make new friends (we’re both pretty shy people) and then he said that even if he moves to a different country, he’ll still keep in touch with his current best friends. And then he said “And when they get married, our kids will be best friends! Oh I can’t wait to get married! I want to marry right now.” To my sleep-addled brain, that was strange because before he has said that he didn’t want to get married cause he didn’t like children and wanted to focus on his education and career. That’s why I’m content to just be his friend, cause I know we aren’t gonna get into a relationship due to these differences in future goals but I think he’s a cool guy anyway. He’s never talked about marriage or having a child this positively before, or ever really. So I asked him, “Really? Who’d you marry, then?” Then he said “I don’t know 🥲”So I told him he had all the time in the world to wait and meet the right person, especially if he wants children. And then I took a nap a bit later.
Now that I’m looking back at the conversation with a clearer mind, I’m pretty sure I’m a bit of an idiot for saying that.