Cute things to write in a love letter

I am a fan of fedora and ubuntu and debian and mint and a few other distros. Each has its cons and merits.
I enjoys how ubuntu does the nvidia driver configuration for me but the secureboot issue with my laptop kills it. I enjoy fedora for gnome and it stays as how gnome was meant to be but getting all non-opensource is definitely a hassle. I love debian for the stability but terrible defaults. Mint might be trying to achieve what I am trying to envision.
What I am trying to say is at the state linux desktop is after 10-20 years we will probably be at the same state.
WHY? Because every distro wants to be different. Sometimes on ideology, sometimes just on DE, maybe based on kernel updates.
The variable here is people and the want for options/customization. As in certain section of people want certain things. This is present all across. Some distros are trying to cater to a minority and some to a majority and some inbetween. For instance a distro is optimized for gaming. But the majority of the population that we should be looking to cater to is non-technical.
Again this is just an opinion maybe unpopular.
Why cant this customization part come as an application, why as on OS. There is nothing fundamentally different between distros, just some bins and configs. I would understand when you say and atomic distro is fundamentally different. Again I would understand when there is a commercial corporation behind the development of a distribution. Their objectives is usually the sales/services which is okay. For instance canonical with ubuntu or redhat with fedora.
I belive the end objective should be a plain distro with sane defaults for a non-technical user. All customs anyone wants can always be put over it. If kernel mods is what a user wants we should be developing an easier way to swap between 2 different types of kernels. For example a server oriented kernel or a gaming oriented kernel instead of building 2 differents distros.
I mean all the effort seems a waste. I love the mint kernel manager which could be used for much more.
Again I would understand a systemd and initd, but again the challange should be making them interchangeable as an option.
If you would look as any other OS, they make most of the choices for you and still allow customization. If they dont allow people still come up with hacks and bypass. For example, as a linux user most would agree windows is bloated, then again there are so may ways and softwares to go around that. Let that part be for the technical people. Lets not deprive linux from those who dont understand it.
~ rant from a Fedora fan

Finding a quality guild you click with can be hard and so even though we never want to be a massive 300+ member guild, we’re almost always openly recruiting because you never know when you’ll meet that next awesome friend!
Nocturnal Dragons of Exodus server is a small, fun, active group of players who enjoy running content together, hanging out, and chatting. Even when ff14 is slow (end of an expansion or patch), we still get together regularly and do other things like party games or co-op games. Our little family came together over time and from all around the world so don’t worry about not fitting in because we’d love to welcome you into our home!
What you’re looking for:

• Small guild, friendly people
• Active members, both socially and game-wise
• Regular events to participate in

What you should expect:

• Help to grow as a player - our members are happy to help you, you just have to ask
• Use of Discord - We use Discord for events, chat, sharing stuff, and to do callouts for content
• Slow growth - Lead up to a new expansion is always slow in game, so recruiting is also slow

Perks

• Game guides put together and easily accessible to help you with just about anything
• A simple Rank system that uses your story progress instead of arbitrary points for promotions
• Chill atmosphere; talk is easy in the guild and we don’t have any hard play requirements
• Helpful members; our vets are happy to help you learn content or even an unfamiliar class
• All inclusive; we don’t tolerate bigotry, racism, sexism, or anything else negative like that

Important Info
Usual Playtimes: 5pm-2am EST Current Members: 18 active peeps Looking for: players from all backgrounds, we're very accepting Recruiting: roughly 20 more members, we don't want to be big
My discord: DragonFeyAni feel free to ask me any questions, I’m always happy to answer.
Disclaimer: I might miss your msg if you reach out to me on reddit. I'm easier reached on discord or in game.

Hey all!
My second (much shorter) script!
This is based on real events. My childhood dog was put to sleep when I was sat in a bar one time, and the barmaid who served me was so lovely to me about it. She had some mutual friends that I knew and posted about me on Facebook afterwards. I never forgot how nice she was, and was really sad to learn she died a few years back in a car accident :(
In honour of her, and the kindness of strangers, I put together this little script below.
I doubt anyone will want to, but open for YouTube/Patreon etc and monetization. Just credit and link to me :)
Sound of clinking glasses. Maybe some background noise but the bar isn’t too busy.

Barmaid
Hey, what can I get you? Pint of lager? Sure thing, coming up.

Sound of pint being poured.

Barmaid
There you go. [specifies the price – the currency of your country] Thankyou.

Sound of drink being drunk quickly.

Barmaid
Are you okay? Sorry, don’t mean to pry, but you look a little down.

Sound of a phone ringing. More clinking glasses for a second.

Barmaid
A shock of straight whisky? Urm, okay. Here you go. Look, are you sure you’re okay? It’s just, you’re on your own, it’s midday, and you’re downing whisky. Plus, don’t often see people your age in here.
(softly)
You may have noticed, our cliental is a bit older than you.
(louder)
No offence, Brian. You still look no older than 50!
(softly)
I swear that guy was coming in here before they invented the TV.

Sound of a drink being drunk quick. A bit of a gasp.

Barmaid
Yeah, that stuff is pretty grim on it’s own. Would you like some water? What was that? Oh no, really? I’m so sorry hon.
(voice softens)
When did it happen? Just now? That was your Dad on the phone? Oh, honey, that’s really sad. I don’t think a lot of people fully appreciate how much pets are a big part of our life. Here, let me get you some water.

Sound of water being poured.

Barmaid
There you go. Drink that. Trust me. You’re too young to be downing whisky like this. It’s okay, you can have a little cry if you want. Nobody’s going to mind here. We’re really not that busy. I just need to dry these glasses.
(beat)
Nope, I don’t have a pet. My arsehole landlord won’t allow them! My mum has a cat though. To be honest, he’s a right vicious sod. Scratched my arm last week. But she loves him to bits. He gets better food than I do! Was yours a cat, or… a dog? Aww, I love dogs! They’re tying, but they bring so much love to a house. What breed was yours?
(beat)
A boxer girl? Aww, they’re awesome dogs! So funny. Great with kids. I’m guessing you were young when you got her?
(beat)
10? Aww man, I’m jealous. I always wanted a dog but mum always said no. Said they were too messy, but I could have a goldfish. Won one at a fair once. Ended up down the toilet two days later. Sorry, I know I’m rambling on. Do you want to be alone?
(beat)
Well, I’m just here then. You can tell me about your girl if you like. What was her name?
(beat)
Sorry, I misheard… Crotchet? That’s an, urm, unusual name. If you don’t mind me asking… oh, you mean like the music note? Ahh I see! You play piano? Your sister’s idea, eh? No, it isn’t silly! Come on, my mum’s cat is called Miss Kitty Fantastico. Yeah, really. No, I don’t know either.
(beat)
You got her when she was eight weeks old? Aww I bet she was so cute! Yeah, I’d love to see a photo! Aww, look at her! I bet she followed you guys around everywhere! I can see her in the sea there with you two! Dogs love swimming, don’t they? Oh, boxers not really a big fan of it? Looks like she didn’t want to leave you guys alone in the scary water then! Bet you’ve got lots of stories about her. What, a ‘famous poop’?
(beat)
Oh my god, no way! So your mum picked her up mid-poop to try and stop her? Bet it went all over her carpet! Haha, I’m not surprised she was fuming! Sure she was a good girl when she got older, though?
(beat)
Haha really? She just sat down mid-walk and refused to move? You know, my uncle had an old lab once that used to do that. They’d get half way up a hill near his house and his dog would just sit and stare at him. He wouldn’t budge until my uncle turned round, then he’d jump up like a snake had bit him. He was called Bullet.
(beat)
Yeah, Bullet slowed down a lot as he got older too. Couldn’t be bothered to get out of his chair. Crotchet was the same? Bet she thought she was royalty. Awww, look at her on the sofa. Yeah honey, she does look a bit ill there. That’s her last photo? Aww, bless her.
Well, from those pics it really looks like she had a great life. She was clearly adored by you all. It does suck that we have to lose them so soon, but if she was in pain then at least she is at peace now. Aww, it’s okay, please don’t worry. You have a little cry. There, there. It’s okay.
(beat)
It’s hard today, but eventually you’ll focus on the good times. The times in the park, that day on the beach, her ‘famous poop’. You were blessed to have her there with you to grow up with. Bet she didn’t like it when you cried, did she? She wouldn’t want you to be sad. And I’m a firm believer that the ones we love never truly leave us. You feel sad now, but just picture here there, watching over you and wagging her tail.
It’s probably the last thing you want to think about now, but one day you may get another pet. They’ll be different, but they’ll also do little things that remind you of Crotchet, and you’ll smile to yourself. My uncle got a little Dalmatian called Freddie and they’re inseparable. It’s kinda funny.
(beat)
Okay honey. You go. Take care of yourself, and I’m sorry for your loss.

My feelings surrounding my family are complicated for starters. I’m obviously traumatized from my childhood however due to the other effects of trauma, I can’t exactly remember all of my life, but what I can just fills me with sadness. I had severe depression as a child, would come home from school and go straight to sleep, regularly without dinner. We were also poor so dinner wasn’t a nightly thing as is. Instead of getting me help when I told my parents about my suicidal thoughts they made it about them, my mom even posted about it on Facebook but in the end I never received help.
I’ve started to realize more and more that my life was meant to be as a service to everyone else in my family, something needed done I got asked to do it. I needed help with something and was told to figure it out. My days off from work I’m expected to help out and I would get yelled at when I’d refuse. There was a point when my depression was so bad I genuinely couldn’t do much but lay in bed when I wasn’t in school or at work. I was constantly exhausted from being ALIVE let alone having to go from 6 am to 10 pm with school and work to help with bills, and my family would call me lazy when I tried to talk about what was going on in my mind. Doing everything possible to stay alive because my family “loves me” and getting called lazy was like a snack to the face.
My mom was discipline happy where teaching us how to clean our room was for her to sit in the doorway with a wooden spoon and smack it loudly to intimidate me and my sister. She would have our dad spank us occasionally if we did something really bad (like not clean my room because I had homework). One thing I remember her saying was “maybe I should get your father involved since you apparently like getting spanked and I can’t hit you hard enough”
Now as an adult I’m labeled “sensitive” and “dramatic” when I express my feelings or frustrations about my family. Out of my siblings I’m the ONLY one who seems to have had this type of childhood. Me and my sister were also treated very differently from my older brothers as well, and my brothers refuse to believe us. My dad ended up favoring me and my sister but was harsh on my brothers when they were young, and my mom favored my brothers and was harsher to my sister and I.
I do still love my family and I want parents who love me and accept me in EVERY way that I am but I just don’t see my parents changing. They’re religious and I don’t exactly fit their values… I’m starting to think just walking away from them is the best option? If I confront them they’ll just try to gaslight me into believing I’m the problem. I’ve always been the bad guy in my family my mom even used to call me a punisher simply because I’d go to my room when I was upset and didn’t know how to express my feelings so 8 year old me was just an absolute monster for taking out my feelings on myself. Would I be an asshole if I walked away and cut my losses? My family is very nosey and my mom is the type to tell the entire family my business. I do actively see the manipulation tactics that are deeeeeply engrained in my family and how they casually talk to one another, whatever I choose it’s going to be a shitstorm unfortunately…
TL;DR my family is very manipulative and emotionally abusive at least towards me, and I don’t have the full confidence to cut ties out of fear of being the asshole and my whole family giving me shit if they track me down. But I want to

I'm just saying everything on My mind please be nice and kind
(I'm 27m) I just feel an overwhelming sadness and feel I might lose a friend I might be overthinking, since i know they said they're still here and don't intend to break our friendship bond (which I'm happy) they just need some time away like a vacation to look at things from an unbiased view. But I hate being human and feeling everything and hate feeling like I'm emo and emotional 😢 I miss them I miss my friend . And the more I feel the more it gets to me man, I feel like blaming the important who I was close to me the first time they passed away and another important person who was the one who helped me through it, that ended up leaving to start a chapter without me in their life, I just feel like blaming them for making me the way I am and I feel bad and I shouldn't do it, and even though my family was there for me when i was young since I'm a dwarf and I had health problems I was in and out of hospital a lot and even though they were there for me they my mum wasn't actually attending to my childhood emotions needs properly and I realise now that some of it might be becuz the way her family was when she was younger I'm just assume, but I also can't help but blame them for the emotional abuse in the pass and my dad's physically abusing me and my siblings in the pass and now my family is saying he is changing and he doesn't even remember what he did. out of my siblings, I am the only one who loathe and despise him more than anything.
I'm actually trying to do this self discovery thing and trying to actually help and better myself so that when my friend returns we can both be in a better mindset, I'm literally actually trying to push myself to go on walks well I'm trying to learn how to get to the place first since I struggle to know where the places at I'm also trying to improve my art skills and creative writing.
but everytime I feel like I'm getting there it just feels like I'm being dragged back in that darkness and just falling and becuz Sometimes I feel I don't understand certain social cues or because of my learning difficulties it sometimes make things hard for me to understand what people mean or what they're trying to say and everything is soo hard mate.
And people always say I'm always in my bubble or always in my head it's becuz of this they don't mean it in the bad way Everything was much easier when I was hiding everything from me being cheerful and goofy and making a fool out of myself I was always someone who had pure, innocent, kind intentions and that is me and now I just want to scream and destroy everything and lash out from all this pain and sadness and anxious I'm feeling
And I just want to be happy with the ones I care about and love and make them feel care about, supported and loved and make them feel like I have their back
I remember feeling faint and weak from the thought of being left and I think I had a mild anxiety attack i managed to calm myself
people say you're just being human it's ok. I need to distracted my mind think calmly even when I'm home Even now I want to cry but when I do I just cry silently in my room so I don't wake my family
I'm sorry for saying this I dunno why I feel bad now but trust when I say I was never like this before
Might delete later when my mind is calm

Looking to meet someone willing to establish a genuine long-term friendship. I am currently living in Barcelona (Spain) but I am probably going to move abroad in the future (maybe Northern Europe: Netherlands, Germany, Sweden… but I don’t know yet). So it would be nice to meet someone from Europe at least, I am not a big fan of online stuff (I prefer meeting people in real life).
A little bit about me: I like to spend time with my friends (hanging out, trying new restaurants and bars, going to electronic festivals with them…), I also really like travelling (visiting new countries, new cultures…), I consider myself a very creative person (I love art, photography, and specially cinema, my favourite directors are Éric Rohmer and Kieślowski). I really enjoy deep conversations (politics, economy, talk about life in general…).
I could write more but I think it's better that we talk and get to know each other better. My DMs are open :)

Would also love to know what made you start it, especially if you're not from a business background. Also how long did it take before it was generating enough for you to survive on it?
I'm not looking for an easy way out or making stupid assumptions like things would be easy. But I would rather do a small business to make the same amount of money I make in my job, even if I have to work twice as hard every day for the rest of my life.

Hi, so i used to have a large gaming group that i am no longer part of so i have been gaming on the own the past few years, i had a wife who i gamed with and she had me stop playing with them all at the time but i have been on my own for a little while now as she is gone.
I play league of legends, TFT, fortnite, overwatch, i love co-op story mode games, i enjoy horror games too like demonologist and things like that.
I'd like to find 1 consistent friend to game with, i play on PC mainly but i also have an xbox.
if you would like to play games with me or just hangout in discord feel free to message me :)

Id love it if any older men (or just men in general) would add me on session and treat me like the young tiny little loli i am :3 I love being spoken about like im just a little toy and being oversexualised~ I also like talking about times ive been (you know) and being told i deserved it! Oh and my favorite thing i love the most is when daddy sends hentai/irl porn, pics/vids to me!! <3
I am no limits and i promise to not judge you despite whatever you send, so feel completely free to share any fantasys, scenarios, kinks, pics or videos of anything you might want to! <3

We had a healthy relationship and she loved me so purely, with her whole heart. I loved her too, however, kind of taken her love for granted from time to time so she definitely felt at least not as appreciated. She still was very happy with me and I’m sure, at that time, would accept my proposal.
After 3 years of our relationship terrible things started to happen, the biggest for me was my father’s suicide. My father was my best friend and my role model, he was my closest person and he always understood me more than anyone else, even my girlfriend. It was the worst thing that could happen and I genuinely thought I will not survive this. My girlfriend tried to support me as much as she could but it was not enough to relieve my pain, I was only focused on my father, every single second, every day. I became cold to her, was rude. The quality of our relationship declined significantly, and it was not my priority anymore. I had no priorities other than thinking of what I could do to save my father.
Exactly 1 year after my father gone I was still in pain and told her I want to break up. I honestly didn’t care much, it was just too much for me and I wanted to be alone, it felt to me that we will break up at some point anyway.
We continued to live together, just in different rooms. The breakup was too painful for her, I tried to support her as much as I could, but it was actually more painful that I thought at the time, thus leading to me saying things I shluldnt have said, like my future plans (didn’t include her for obvious reasons). We talked about how she feels and what could be done for her recovery. She was heartbroken and only wanted me back. Sometimes when she cried I would just stay in her room for a night. We also had sex once, I am not sure how it affected her.
I was slowly recovering and 6 months after our break up I could live normally again, I still think of my father every day, but it is manageable now. She was better too and we were in good, very friendly relationship. My feelings to her returned (never went anywhere I think) at that time already but I was thinking that the relationship is already gone and we’re better as friends from now on and I need more time before telling her anything. 3 months later (now) I came to a strong realization that I want to be with her. A week ago I came to her room, we were talking on her bed and I tried to hug her gently, we talked like that for 1 more minute until she changed her position so I wasn’t able to hug her. I asked what’s wrong, she said it’s a bit uncomfortable. Next evening we went on a walk, after like 2 hours of nice but random conversations I said I want to talk seriously now and expressed what you already know. She looked at me with a gentle yet kind of rejecting “are you serious?” on her face. She said we already decided everything and that the relationship would end sooner or later. Next day she initiated a non related conversation which I redirected to the related one. She said things like no, she didn’t fully recover; she doesn’t want any relationships at all (which I asked how sure is she about that and she said: 80% No); she also said that she doesn’t want to spend another 4 years on a new person, but in the end I didn’t get Yes or No, but it is mostly No. next day she wasnt super interested in interacting and I was devastated, for some reason I didn’t seriously consider to get a rejection. I just went fully into working on myself to not go insane: gym, good food, good sleep and work. It’s been 3 days since then. I stopped initiating anything because I’m in a much weaker position now. She interacts with me several times a day but it’s always something unrelated.
I know very well why she loved me. I’m smart, ambitious, confident and I always was a decision maker of our couple. She felt safe and taken care of. This is the reason why I don’t think chasing her or asking for another chance is going to work. On the other hand I think just being friendly can lead to me being friendzoned which is likely already happening since she became uncomfortable to physical contact. I only want the best for her and I’m ready to spend my whole life with her. At the same time I’m ready to let her go if she doesn’t want it. But before I get a clear NO I want to try my best to get her back. I need your advice, what do I do and what are my chances?

I'm a 30-year-old introvert who enjoys the quieter moments, but I also have a sense of adventure. I'm into traveling abroad, hiking through beautiful landscapes, and exploring new places. I have a short social battery, so I tend to recharge with some downtime, but with the right person, I can be a great companion. Ultimately, I'm looking for something serious and long-term. I would like to have kids someday and dream of building a home in a remote mountainous area where I can enjoy nature and peace.
I'm 5'11" with an average build, and I hit the gym regularly to stay in shape. I work full-time and also study part-time and recently have setup a business so I keep pretty busy. When I do find some free time, I like playing video games, especially puzzle-solving ones, and I also enjoy coding. I’m a big fan of Christopher Nolan, and my favorite movie is Memento, which I've wached so many times.
One of my favorite things to do is engage in deep conversations. I love thinking about big questions and discussing them with someone who’s equally intrigued. If you’re into that, I think we’d get along great.
I'm not into social media like Facebook, Instagram, X, TikTok, etc. If that's a big part of your life which you're also looking for in a potential partenr, I might not be the right person for you. I prefer to spend my time with people in person or through meaningful conversations over the phone or via messages.
I'm looking for someone who also enjoys deep discussions, likes adventures, and is either introverted or extroverted—it doesn't matter as long as you respect my need for occasional alone time. Ideally, you don't have kids, you don't smoke, and religion isn't a deal-breaker for you, as it's not a significant part of my life.
I'm open to a long-distance relationship but I'd like to meet in person regularly once we're both comfortable. To set expectations, I may not share a picture of myself with you until I'm comfortable with who you are.
If this sounds like you, I'd love to chat and see where things go. Let's start with a conversation and see if we share a connection that could lead to something special.

Hello guys,
With the recent promotion of 20+5%, I decided to buy one and understand why everyone was talking about it! I'm 5'5-667KG and I picked the B size, but my feet won't fully touch the ground even with the lowest seat. Should I return it for an A size?
Great material. I love the fact that you can set up a lot of stuff on it. I have a electrical desk, with 2 monitors arms so I can setting up everything correctly.
I had a gaming chair named Noble before, and to be honest, I've had the chair for 2-3 days now, but it's kind of hurting my lower back no matter how strong or soft I set up the lombard.
I used to push my lower back to the end for touching the lombard support, is it the right thing to do ?
I have read many comments saying after 1-2 weeks my body will be less in pain so I will give it a try but I've seen many comment sending back the Aeron for the Embody as well
what's your thoughts ?

hi all, I was hoping to get some advice. I’m barely one month in to the job, I have a great preceptor that I love learning from and I’m doing a didactic training program through my company. I’m grasping things as fast I can handle. I’m still super nervous talking to the surgeons and pretending like I know what I’m talking about when they request things. My anxiety totally takes over my thoughts when I have to go under the drapes to fix my leads or reposition the patient. I’m comfortable interviewing the patient and I’m still slow at placing my leads, connecting the inputs and running baselines before draping is done (I’m usually still plugging things in when they start draping). Does anyone have tips or advice for getting faster, grasping material better and just being more comfortable/less anxious in the room? This account is kind of expecting me to finish my training in 6 months (even though the company gives me one year) and I’m worried I won’t have it down by then. I’m feeling the pressure ahhhh!

Ok uh here I go. This is both a story and an ask for help😂
Sooooo I’m 16, I’m a guy, I grew up playing sports, stopped at 13, now a guitarist and pianist, I discovered I was bisexual when I was 13 back when my friends used to make jokes about gay ppl and the idea of finding men attractive but I’d find myself feeling the things that which they joked about.
For about a year after knowing for sure I simply kept saying I was straight cos I was like look, it’ll be fine even if I’m bi I can fake being straight for my very homophobic family and just date girls forever.
Fast forward to today, and I don’t feel comfortable in my own household, all my friends know about this, and there is a guy who I’m talking to who I really like, and I so badly wanna try something but if I can’t even say it to my parents I don’t feel like I’m worthy of that relationship.
My family really just want me to fit a masculine ideal role, that’s why I was put into sports young and why I had to find my own ways to things I’m actually passionate about like music and style, I would love nothing more than to tell my mother but then there’s all the silly gay jokes that are made every day in my house and it’s just really putting me down,
Any answers or DMs from anyone who may have had the a similar experience or any thoughts or words that might help me out with this would be so so very appreciated😅 thank you if you made it this far.

My Ex boyfriend and I dated for a little under a year three years ago, we broke up due to distance, but remained very close friends since then. We wouldn't go a day without speaking to each other, we would play games online for hours, we would lean on each other when we needed it--I considered him one of my closest friends, he was one of very few people who I let know me that deeply. But it turned out I didn't really know him at all.
For the past year or so, we've had a friend's with benefits relationship. He was the one to initiate this, but I was a willing participant. I always saw it as an added bonus to our relationship, but not necessarily something I needed from him.
A few months ago I started to get a weird feeling that he was hiding something from me. I tried to ignore it, it was just a feeling. But then I accidentally found out he had been lying to me for months about another girl he had been seeing. She was under the impression that they were exclusively dating while he was still hooking up with me. She had no idea I existed. This revealed an absolute mountain of lies he had told me to keep it hidden.
I called him and told him what I knew, about all of the lies I had caught him in, and asked him why--why did he do this? He didn't have an answer. He didn't have an answer for anything, all he could say is that he was sorry. I told him that I was sorry too and hung up. I had never heard him cry before until then.
I sent the girl a short DM about the overlap in our relationships. She blocked me immediately. He blocked me too on every platform the next day, even though I had already removed him from all my accounts. This hurt me more than it should have because he's never blocked anyone like that before.
I feel so lost and so empty. There was so many parts of my life that he had touched and almost everywhere I look, there's an empty space where he would normally be. It's almost like he died. It all makes me feel utterly sick.
I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that he is the type of man to do something like this. I thought he was better than that. Now I can't stop wondering about what else he's lied about, was any of our relationship real?
I hate that I let him lie to me like that for so long even when I felt like something was off. I hate that this girl is probably going to end up the feeling same way someday when he does the same thing to her--I wish I could have helped her somehow. I hate that when his friends ask why I'm never around anymore he'll probably tell them I'm crazy and awful. But what I hate the most is that there is still a part of me who isn't angry at him, a part of me that remembers how I could hear him crying and feels sorry for him because I know this is hurting him too, a part of me that still cares about him no matter how devastated the rest of me is. I wish I could cut that part out of me and rid myself completely of any love for him.
Time heals a lot of things, but for the first time in my life, I don't think it will ever fully erase this.

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Hi everyone! This is my first time posting, I live in Miami right now and I am studying to be a nurse and have always wanted to live in the keys. I work at baptist in Miami and once I have my nursing license I was thinking about moving to Tavernier or maybe islamorada and work at the hospitals there. I know I’d be okay with the heat and the bipolar weather as I lived in Miami my whole life and I’ve visited the keys a million times and I love the heat personally but there were some other things I was wondering about; I’m 24 (turning 25 this Monday 🎉) and I was wondering what do young people do for fun/where do young people go out in the keys? I take drives through the keys and it looks like it’s all older people. I know boating is a big one but what else? I know the cost of rent/living is high but thankfully I have a few options for rent and I should be able to pull it off, but is there anything I should be aware of? This will be my first time living alone as well. I’d love any advice and a lot of info, I’d plan on only living there for a couple years then I’d like to become a travel nurse. Would love some feedback, thanks for reading :)

For context, this story happened nearly 3 years ago, however a recent late-night conversation with a friend made it clear to me that the repercussions of this incident are still being felt to this day.
I (25M) met my now-ex girlfriend (25F), whom I will be assigning the fake name "Anne," when we were both 17 at our small town high school in semi-rural Georgia. Our romantic relationship began following our senior prom which we attended together. Despite our approaching high school graduations, the two of us decided that we could make our relationship work beyond high school and into college since we would both be attending different universities in the same city. We each grew up in typical southern protestant traditions and casually held onto some sort of religious beliefs. I, myself, have always identified religiously as something of a deist, meaning I believed (and still do to this day) that some sort of higher entity, force, or meaning was responsible for existence. Anne, at that time, would have self-identified as a Christian and attended church semi-regularly, however it was never a significant part of her life or attitude toward the world.
Shortly after we both began our new lives as college students in an unfamiliar city, Anne expressed that she would like to search for a new church to attend regularly as it helped create a sense of community and belonging for her which she had been missing since moving away from home. I strongly encouraged this, since I wanted her to be able to make friends and discover herself philosophically. The church that caught her attention was a non-denominational "modern" church that seemed to emphasize community at least on a surface level basis. However, out of curiosity, I took a look at the church's website and did notice a few mentions of "Pentecostal experience", which worried me since my only knowledge of Pentecostals was rumors of snake handling, especially in the more rural areas of the South. However, I chose to not be too judgmental upfront and continued to encourage her to find herself and meet new people.
Over the next few months, Anne started to spend more and more time devoted to bible studies and attending gatherings for women at the church. She specifically asked me not to accompany her on Sunday services since, as she put it, the elder members of the church would not act too kindly about unmarried woman "dragging around" some unfamiliar man who was not her husband. It became clear pretty quickly that she was becoming more than just a casual Christian and I supported this, however we did not talk much about the specifics of what she was being taught at this church.
This all came to a head when one night, Anne asked me if she could pray over me in something she called a "spiritual language." Having only ever heard vaguely of speaking in tongues, I obliged. I sat next to her on my couch and watched as she raised one hand and began quietly chanting in complete gibberish. My heart immediately sank in discomfort and fear but I was too stunned to do anything. so I just sat and watched for several minutes until she finally went quiet. All I could do or say was tell her that I appreciated her thoughtfulness and went about my day.
Pretty soon, the behaviors and acts became more and more extreme. Her "tongues" became louder and more intense and began to include violent shakes and lots (and I mean LOTS) of crying. She spoke of seeing "signs" and hearing "the voice of God" in a very literal sense. Her grades in college even began to suffer as more and more of her time was devoted to these newfound beliefs. Naturally, I became extremely worried that she was slowly slipping into some sort of paranoid delusional psychosis. At the very least, these teachings made her into a much angrier and more paranoid person. It was clear that her new beliefs were more than just a spiritual awakening but also a nose-dive into a mental health crisis.
Our relationship, at this point, was very clearly waning but my feelings toward the woman I once knew were still strong. I decided that it was time for an intervention of sorts. This resulted in me spending a whole weekend studying Pentecostal beliefs and reading Reddit stories from ex-Pentecostals about what it took to break them out of their conditioning. It was on a Monday night when I invited her over to my apartment to confront her about how the things her church were teaching her were actively harming her and even presented her with evidence of how these churches prey on mentally unwell people and how "speaking in tongues" was nothing more than an experience in her own brain chemicals. While I had hoped that hearing her new beliefs be directly confronted would help break the spell they had on her, it seemed to have no effect. Surprisingly, she did not fight back or show much anger toward my confrontation, instead resorting to the "please respect my beliefs" argument that made it so hard to push back against, since, at this time, I was still concerned about preserving our relationship.
Unfortunately, things only got worse from here. I spent some time trying to ignore the issue for the sake of the relationship, especially because I did not sense that I had many other romantic options given my shy nature and struggles to make new friends at college. However, my new "ignorance is bliss" approach to our relationship did not last long. At this point, we had been together for about 3 years and the conversation of marriage and kids started to become serious. I have always wanted kids since I come from a large family with many siblings, which Anne seemingly was excited about as well. However, after a pleasant conversation in which we fantasized about what we would name our children, she said something that sparked an anger in me that I did not often feel. She told me that if any of our future children came out to us as gay, lesbian, bi, transgender, or anything like that, that we would have to disown that child at all costs and that she could not love her child knowing that they were a "sodomite" (her words). I have always considered myself an ally of LGBTQ+ folks and wouldn't think twice about loving my children any less if they came out to me and have always felt this way. I did not say much in the moment out of pure shock and instead steered the conversation elsewhere while I quietly boiled over in anger over this comment.
Here is where the title of this post comes into play and where my role in this interaction enters a grey area. I spent several days unable to let this anger subside while imagining my own perspective children being thrown to the streets for bravely coming out to their own parents. I decided that another intervention was necessary, except this time I didn't want to be ignored. I came up with a plan that I referred to as a "scorched earth" intervention. Over the course of an evening, I began texting, calling, or messaging almost every person that Anne was close to. This included family, friends, past friends, classmates, and even some plain old acquaintances. I needed her paranoid and hateful beliefs to be confronted by more than just myself and hoped that if everyone important to her also expressed concern; that she would separate herself from this church and seek proper mental health counseling.
The responses I received from Anne's friends and family ranged significantly. Some people, including her mother whom I was close with, asked that I not try to "insert myself between Anne and God". Some friends agreed with me wholeheartedly and would reach out to Anne over text or in person to try and offer help. Some people met me with total apathy. Unsurprisingly, once Anne found out what I did, she broke things off over a brief but highly emotional phone call. She told me that I had embarrassed her and that supposedly God was telling her I wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. It did not hurt too bad since I was anticipating the end of this relationship for a while. The effects of my approach seemingly had lasting impacts on many of her relationships, however. At least one longtime friendship had ended because the friend was appalled by Anne's new paranoid beliefs. It was also unsuccessful, as Anne would never seek mental health counseling. In fact, it probably pushed her further into her church crowd - only further bolstering her new delusions.
Since much time has passed, I have started to feel uncertain whether or not I did the right thing in trying to have all of Anne's friends and family confront her about her extreme beliefs. At the time, I felt that I was justified and doing the right thing by trying to encourage a clearly delusion person to seek mental health counseling by any means necessary. Now, I am able to realize that I acted out of anger and permanently damaged how some of her oldest friends view her. I also realize that I acted immaturely and probably should not have tried to bring in every person close to Anne to fight a battle on my behalf.
Nowadays, Anne is still with that church and regularly posts on Facebook all sorts of whacky spiritual conspiracies. She is still very clearly paranoid and delusional all while putting on a facade of normalcy. I just pity her for living in a constant state of paranoia at this point. She even works full time with the church as a "worship leader," although I am not sure what exactly that means. She actually got married about a year after the relationship ended to a man she met at her church. They met, got engaged, and married all within 12 months. Thankfully, no children have been brought into this world yet from their relationship, which is surprising to me considering how urgent it seemed to her during our relationship. I do not hear much from any friends or family of hers anymore, other than one mutual friend who told me that Anne frequently refers to me as "that demon." As for myself, I finished school and have not married but was able to finally make friends and go on dates and my future is looking bright.
So, Reddit, am I the asshole for my "scorched earth" methods towards my fanatical ex-girlfriend?

Some context, my sister is my half sister, so her grandparents on her dad’s side aren’t my grandparents. I’ve known them since I was a kid and even though I don’t talk to them anymore (our mom and her dad divorced years ago) we still get along mostly. Her grandparents, however, aren’t very open minded. They’ve said things that are pretty racist and sexist and I don’t like to be around them sometimes because of it. Now my boyfriend, who I have been dating for three years now and have lived with for two, is Native and I am white. I have told him I don’t want him to be around them because I worry that they will say something that will be offensive, and even though my boyfriend doesn’t get bothered by that stuff, I don’t want to be around it because it will bother me and I will feel like I have to say something. Recently, we had a party for my sister who graduated high school and some of her family members were joining us for the celebration. Some of these people who were joining I hadn’t seen for about ten years. One is my sister’s great aunt. She and my sister’s grandma came over to talk to me and during our conversation, my boyfriend came over. Grandma looked to the aunt and said “Oh and this is ______, her friend.” And she pointed at me. I looked at her confused. “No, he’s my boyfriend. We’ve been together for three years and we’ve been living together for a while now.” “Well, I know that, but I call everyone’s boyfriend a friend. You share the same love for a friend like a boyfriend right?” I paused completely stunned by what she was saying before going, “… no?” And then going inside with my BF. I sat down at a table with my BF, irritated. You see, she had said things before about family members dating people that were of a different race and how it was something along the lines of “abnormal” or “different”. Grandma had a great niece in another state and when she found out that she, a white girl, was dating a black guy, she was bothered and said that she couldn’t believe that she was dating a “black boy”. Only, she didn’t say black boy. This was at the forefront of my mind after I sat down. Also, I had dated other men before, who were all white, and she always referred to them as my boyfriends. So this time seemed different because of the fact that he wasn’t white. I told my mom about the interaction and she told me that I shouldn’t be so offended by everything and my BF told me that he was fine and I shouldn’t be bothered. So, am I the jerk for being bothered?