I’ve been in a same-sex relationship for quite sometime. had 3 exes including the most recent and probably the most manipulative and traumatic I ever had and the last that I’ll allow.
I had a solo trip to Taiwan last November 2023 to clear my headspace and with hopes of moving on from my 2nd ex-boyfriend. I’ve been to places but that was the first time I’ve traveling alone. I rode the Cable car from Taipei zoo to Mao Kong Gandola, that’s roughly 30mins. I was joined by this cute couple (both male). I’m assuming here but they seem like from different country. I can’t hold my thought so I initiated talking to them (they strike to me as very shy). I uttered “You two look cute together”. The Caucasian looking man answered “Yeah! Thank you, I appreciate you telling us that” and we began conversing and even shared the best Night Market to try something out. We parted ways at the end of station. When it’s time to head back, I got lucky and had the cable car all by myself. That trip was moment. My hopeless Romantic Self just kinda hit, I plead and prayed to God to accord me my partner for life and never will I take him for granted, I’ll nurture our relationship bla! Bla! Bla! Among other words of petitions.
Fast forward, Feb 1, 2024 Someone message me asking my whereabout. I stalked him and he’s nowhere near my province-Batanes (Philippines). Based on his profile, He’s currently working in Makati. So Nah! I don’t thrive in long distance relationships. A rock-hard pass for me. The next day, he messaged me and ask if I can join him to a local bar. To my surprise, he’s working here in my province since September 2023 and told me that he hasn’t updated his bio then. So yeah. Game on! let’s hit it. Thanks, Cupid! Let’s give it a try. We had good time together, met his friends and got their approval. I want to assume that they kinda like me for him. We’re on the same page (atleast that’s what I believed). It that “rainbows, butterflies and compromise” from the song. I’m loving this feeling. I found myself believing in love again. We went out publicly, we enjoyed our shared interests- beach and snorkeling. Late bednight talks, honest intellectual discourse, movie night, and hitting off the convenience store for ‘Samyang’ noodles. One casual visit at the convenience store, I saw this familiar guy at the cashier. With face mask on, I’m thinking I’ve seen this somewhere else. And yes. It registered, He’s the reason why I’m single before meeting the person I’m with now. This b*tch stole my then boyfriend from me. Anyway, I don’t want to make a buzz about it but I’ve told to myboyfriend the whole story and asked him if by any chance that guy messaged him. He said No and firmly assured me that he’s way out of his league. We sometimes go home at 1am. We just can’t stop talking about anything and everything-the things I did for love. Some find it silly but it feeds my soul being with him, it hits differently with your special someone. I’ll do it over and over again.
The butterflies are still there but the time I dread eventually happened. We’re separating for 10 days. He’s going to wedding of his cousin in Manila and I’m part of an entourage for a wedding in a nearby island (I got there by airplane). The ship we’re in began to shake us but our love is stronger than ever. Communication and trust were the foundation of our relationship. We constantly video call and I’ve never felt a sense of insecurity all throughout his vacation in Manila, Elyu and Baguio. He has my full trust and we talked about it. The days have passed and vacation was over. He returned in Batanes on Friday (wedding day that I attended) and I’m still on the other island and will head back to Batanes on Saturday. I was sad that I can’t pick him up at the airport. Good enough that he has friends who can do that on my behalf.
Friday, the day he returned to Batanes was a fine sunny day. He landed safely at 8am and he called me saying he’s gonna sleep. The wedding ceremony ended at 10:30am and for some strange.. very bothering but strange reason. I felt a chill down my spine and felt the need to call him. Idk what went on to my head but there’s this voice telling me that “Call him! Call him right now!” There this itch that needs scratching and this will only be satisfied by calling him. So I did. I called him 3 times before He answered. Strangely, He’s at the Rest room sitting in the toilet with no clothes at all. I overthink confronted him immediately “Who’s with you? I know you have someone in there”. Ofcourse why would he reveal it if there’s any. He just gaslit me and says I’m just over reacting. It doesn’t make sense. He already had his shower before dozing off at 8am, why would he take a shower 2 hours later? I mean. It doesn’t add up. He ended the call and take his clothes on and started calling me. He swiped the whole place with his phone camera reassuring me that no one was there. The heck! Ofcourse if there was someone in there, he/she probably stormed out the moment I called or atleast when he/she had the chance. Anyway, He just wanted me to go back there. I didn’t enjoyed the wedding I attended because I was preoccupied by thoughts. I even called the airline if there’s an available flight that moment so I can rush my way back. That afternoon, I strolled and made a video recording saying “if you’re watching this, we’re probably on our first anniversary. Today is April 12, 2024 at 6:14 pm I’m at ****** We’re being challenged now and I refuse to give up on you.” I was suppose to let him watch that video on our 1st anniversary. Sweet huh?!
Saturday, after we landed in Basco I dropped my things to our house. Took a shower and before I went to his boarding house I went first to the Cathedral to pray and asked for guidance then I head to his place. I gave him a bouquet of flower and we talked about it. He said he wanted to break up coz’ he’ll eventually move to other place and he knew that I don’t thrive in LDR. I refuse and I just told him we’ll make it through and we’ll cross the bridge when we get there. So yeah! We’re back on the game.
He decided to move to different apartment and someone recommended this place, we repainted it and get it all fixed. We build our dreams, we talked about how he’ll cook for me and pick me up after my shift. We’re dreaming and building our own future and even talked about going to Japan. He bought a cat adding up to the whole romantic setting. I can’t believe we’re a furdaddies.
The truth unravels
One afternoon after I pick him up from his workplace, we check his apartment (he hasn’t move in yet). We saw the guy who once worked in the convenience store (cashier) on our way to the apartment. Strangely he smiled at my boyfriend and what’s more strange is that my boyfriend smiled back as if they knew each other. So I parked the motorcycle and we went upstair. I can’t just disregard what I just witnessed. I asked him as calm as possible he knew that guy. He said he knew him when he once hit the gym. I immediately sensed a lie here. I told him “Actually, if you quite remember we saw that guy when we are dating and you told me that you haven’t met him and you haven’t went to the gym since then or atleast while were together”. I never imagine myself asking him his phone but I did. He unlocked it for me and immediate searched his name on his fb messenger but no messages. I check his instagram and Voila! It’s a floodgate of cheating messages. The worst part is that the funny and ‘kilig’ videos he sent me were also sent to that guy. Oh! And I thought I was damn special. The story doesn’t end there. Brace yourself. There’s someone who pick him up when he arrived at the airport and it wasn’t one of his tight-knitted friends. Guess who’s the guy? And yes! He’s actually at his boarding house when I “overreact”while I’m at a wedding and yes! They had sex on the same bed we slept in. The final nail to the coffin? They did it twice and I highly doubt that. They probably did it a couple of times but it doesn’t matter.
I’m feeling the pain and I hope I self-soothe and bounce back from it. I confused my overthinking with my gut-feeling.

Hi, I wasn't sure where to post this, so please let me know if there's a better sub for this, but I wanted to ask for multiple different opinions on this because I've been so confused about it. I might still be in denial? Hold on tight, this one is a doozy. And I'll probably delete it after a couple days or so.
So I was in an online relationship with this man for a couple years until we met in person in 2016, then married in 2019. I'm counting all 7 years as the whole relationship, but we were only married for 1. Some background information about him is he was abused as a kid. By his dad physically, and by his neighbor (SA). Now he was also in an accident involving a semitruck, which ruptured a couple disks in his back I believe? And this is why he told me he smoked marijuana. For his back, for medical reasons. I was ok with that. It was whatever. None of this seemed to truly bother him, so he seemed pretty easy going.
Fast forward to the marriage. (For informational purposes related to the story, I'm christian and don't believe in living with a man before marriage so I was unaware of a lot.) About 3 months in, he stops doing the marijuana and things go downhill fast. He only stopped because he knew I never really liked him smoking, but again, I was fine with it because his was for medical reasons. I told him this. He didn't want to smoke it again. Okay.
He starts taking up drinking instead to dowse the pain (he never went to the doctor for it and refused), but then some other issues started rising. He told me he wasn't drinking much, but I'd find empty bottles of alcohol stuffed into the couch, under the bed, behind the dresser, etc. It just didn't add up to the amount of times I saw him drinking. I told him we couldn't afford his alcohol, he kept buying it anyway.
Another point: I was the only one working and paying bills majority of the time. He couldn't hold a job and stayed home doing nothing I guess. No cleaning, no anything. I didn't know it was going to be like this before we got married. He seemed like he knew his priorities with saving money and getting bills paid and keeping things organized. That's what he told me anyway. But everything was always a mess when I got home and I was the only one making sure anything got paid.
Anyways, he also said he started seeing this... demon figure? Or something. In our apartment. It bothered him and freaked him out. I never saw it, but he'd sometimes see it in the closet or going from room to room or in the corner, and he even told me its name was Seth. One time we were arguing and he yelled out BEHIND me to "SHUT UP." And... to clarify... he made sure I knew he wasn't talking to me, but the thing behind me. There was no thing behind me. It was just us. So that periodically was happening through this entire ordeal.
Now when he started drinking, he started having these "episodes." They happened maybe once a week, once every other week? He seemed to get really frustrated about his past or something related to it, and he'd get so angry. So angry that he'd start punching things like the wall. And during these episodes he seemed like a completely different person. I NEVER saw anything close to this side of him before marrying him. Nobody warned me of this. None of his family. I didn't know what was going on. I'm not even sure if his family knows??? He just went on a rampage. I just tried my best to console him quietly for the longest time until he seemed somewhat normal again. Then he was ok in the morning again. These episodes only seemed to happen at night. Over the course of the next few months, these episodes only got more frequent to the point where they were happening pretty much every night (I think the alcohol just helps trigger it along) and more aggressive. I stayed around each time to try and calm him down, but it never really worked. So I just ended up losing sleep over it in the long run.
I mentioned several times that we/he should see a therapist or counseling or something, but he refused. He told me he was fine and that all he needed was me. He didn't believe in therapy... which sucked for me because he needed it majorly.
During these months while he was jobless, he'd find some way to fracture his fingers, whether it be punching a wall, or just... hitting something? Idk. I legit can't count how many times he had to put his fingers in splints. Idk if he was accident prone, or if he REALLY wanted to get out of finding a job, liked being the victim and getting me to feel sorry for him (which I did a LOT), or all of the above. He needed babying a lot, let me just say. When I said he needed a job to help me with the bills, he wanted me to come with him to this temp ageny place I went to to get a job, so I agreed. But every time I came home from work and asked to go, he said "tomorrow," or "next week." Always coming up with excuses of not feeling good or he fractured another finger, or something. Idk.
(Warning, sexual topic here) Another thing was happening during these months as well. During my sleep, he'd finger me in my sleep (and then proceed to try to put himself in me). At like 1am, when I had to get up at 4:30am to go to work and needed sleep (keep in mind, all his nightly episodes were ALSO happening still, so 1am is probably not too long after I ACTUALLY went to sleep. He kept me up a lot). I told him no several times but he wouldn't stop. This happened multiple times. I was exhausted. His excuse? "You were wet." Yes, because my body naturally reacted to stimulation. It took maybe 5-10 minutes or so until he gave up.
(More sexual topic) Whenever we DID have sex was fine. But obviously there were times where he wanted it and I didn't, and when I did and he didn't. The issue came when he wanted it and I didn't. If I said no, I had to say no several times. And eventually he'd stop. Everything. Stop cuddling, stop talking, stop everything, turn his back to me and just... lay there silently. The cold shoulder. Idk what else to call this but it seriously hurt. I didn't treat him that way. If he didn't want to, I'd accept it and stay cuddling. Over time this really messed with my thinking on whether or not he really loved me or just wanted to use me as a live in sex doll.
I made all the excuses in the book for his actions. His past abuse for one. I guess I felt like he needed me? Or I couldn't leave him? Idk.
There was one night where I stayed up for 5 hours straight, from 10pm to 3am, trying to stop him from punching holes in the walls. I stayed up trying to help him so often, it wore me out to the point where sex was off the table completely for aboouutt the last 4 months of our marriage I believe. I was drained mentally and physically. Frankly I was losing my emotional attachment to him. Then he started claiming I was cheating, because I didn't want sex with him, so I had to be "getting it from somewhere." Lol I went to work and came home. What cheating?
Also, suicidal thoughts. He had those too. He'd say things like "I don't deserve you. I'm better off not here. You deserve so much more. I'm a failure." frequently. I reassured him every time. Eventually I got tired of this too.
Towards the end I was speaking seriously with him. I bluntly told him things would need to change and he'd need a therapist or I'd be divorcing him. And I wouldn't throw that word around if I didn't mean it. I was on my last straw because I couldn't help him and he was dragging me down into depression avenue too and making me lose tons of sleep on top of everything. He didn't take my words seriously.
The last night that made me leave was the worst. Now, it started off with me going to bed because I had work in the morning. He wanted sex again. Surprise surprise. I said no, I need to sleep. He went quiet for a minute. My anxiety went up because I felt like something was going to happen, and sure enough....... he suddenly pops off the bed and says he can destroy his Pokémon cards to prove his love. What kind of insanity is that?
Firstly, this is the 3rd time he'd attempt to destroy his cards. Secondly, I knew how much they meant to him so I stopped him from doing that both times before. Thirdly, haha these were original Pocket Monster backed cards. Yay. Fourth... I didn't give a crap anymore and let him destroy them. He took them out of the closet and to the bathtub. He just submerged them all in water. I finally got out of bed and went "here we go again..." and went to go watch him so he wouldn't hurt himself. Idk. I couldn't stop him. I was dead tired.
After he successfully ruined all the cards, it's like a switch flipped and he was suddenly yelling "what did I do?!?!" Over and over again. He was in the tub with the cards and was throwing the cards up in the air. He was angry with himself.
This was around 12am. He decides to throw the cards in a trash bag and take them out to the dump at the front of the complex... now. Like he couldn't wait. (I also want to mention I hated when he stayed up later than I did because he always forgot to lock the doors even if I reminded him, so I always felt like I had to stay up. I woke up one morning with our porch door just... open. Not even closed. I couldn't trust it after that.) He also mentioned offing himself again, and then stuffed one of our glocks in his pocket while taking the bag (yes, stupid to have guns in this situation, I know). He claimed it was for protection while he went to the trash. While I believed that, I wasn't going to chance anything, so I managed to get the gun from his pocket and unload it. Then I quickly stashed it next to mine on my side of the bed.
Obviously he wanted to get it back, so I was wrestling him the whole way. Managed to keep him from it, so he got angry and punched the wall behind me, causing his knuckles to bleed. (This triggered me because by this point, I already cleaned up his blood numerous times before. Walls and my shirt because he flung his hand and it sprayed both) So I start crying and asking to take him to the bathroom to clean him up so I don't have to clean up anything else. I was tired, I wanted to go to bed and sleep so I could just get up for work. He refused, but I managed to push him there. Where... he proceeded to fling his hand and the blood splattered across the bathroom wall instead. sigh
This is when we hear a knock at the door and "POLICE." The neighbors called in domestic violence on us because we were so loud. I never had any run ins with police, so I got scared to open the door, but he opened it. I stood beside him. I had blood on my shirt from him pushing me aside and he had blood on him obviously. It didn't look good.
The police asked if they could come in and it was like another switch flipped in my ex's head (because he never acted like this around anybody else but me) so he started acting almost normal again instead of whatever his hysteria was. He told them it was completely fine and they didn't have to come in. But in that moment, my ex scared me so bad by that one flip of his personality that I told the police to come in. I was just glad to be able to speak to someone sane.
When they questioned us, they quickly realized I was the only one capable of answering their questions coherently and spoke with us separately. Eventually it ended with them waiting for me to gather my things and walking me out to my car so I could drive to my parent's house. Meanwhile my ex legit told the police "it's your fault we're separating." And I just told him that it wasn't, and walked out.
He later claims the police had to hold him back from going after me but I never saw this and don't know how true it is after his lies. He lied about his bills to me over the phone when we were still online dating. He also held back information about "almost sleeping with a random woman" when we were online dating. They "got naked" and "didn't do anything" and claims he didn't know we were dating at the time, but still felt guilty about it and told me about it after we got married?? Idk. And I still forgave him on the spot. Maybe that stuff doesn't matter so much, but still. Yes, I got tested. Clear.
I never went back. I was too scared. I still don't know what to make of it to this day because a lot of things were nonsense (a lot of craziness still left out, but this was the main stuff). I realize his past may play a major part of this, but I still feel messed up from it. (Yes I probably need to go to a therapist myself, but I've also doing forms of positive self therapy exercises as well for the time being until I can actually go. I'm MUCH happier now, don't worry.)
What are your opinions on this, if you actually made it this far? I'm just struggling to call it abuse maybe because he was abused himself? Or was this even abuse? What are your outside perspectives on it?
Tl;dr: Abused ex husband becomes enraged at night, punching holes in walls, causing me to lose sleep and sanity.

For context, I (16M) am a student in the US who is halfway through high school. my siblings go to top colleges and im expected to follow the same path. I used to be a 4.0 straight A student, but within a year I really fell off. I know have D’s and C’s and it concerns me since I have to apply for colleges next year. Many people I know from my school are extremely involved and have internships and really good GPAs. Like, everyone in my grade on average took one AP but theres this kid who took four APs and 6 college courses already. Like what the heck? I dont really do much in school. I dont do sports or any summer programs or anything. My only activities are involvement in two clubs and an academic competition, but i kinda sucked at it. My social life is falling apart as well. In my friend group, I don’t feel like a main character. I just sort of stand to the side during hangouts. some of them treat me like im a toddler or if i was special. along with that, my family is extremely disappointed in me as well for not meeting expectations in grades. Overall, i just feel so useless. within the past year, i was extremely lazy and couldnt get out of bed to do homework or to study; and now im facing the consequences. I have had suicidal thoughts before, but they were passive and not often. sophomore year however was the first time I actually considered doing it. Every single night i laid in bed, homework unfinished on my desk, thinking of ending it all. ive sh’ed deeper as well. Summer has started already and my stress was gone, until i found out people in my grade are doing internships. now im back to my usual state of self guilt and incompetence to those around me. I wanna say im scared, but now I just dont care about things anymore. Ive been eating a lot because I dont care. Ive been skipping on homework because I dont care. i dont care because i feel like nothing matters if I kill myself anyway. Despite this though, theres another part of me that wants to live this out just to see what happens. But im afraid that if i keep going this route Ill end up working a low paying job and end up homeless unable to pay bills…..
idk, my self esteem is really low rn andi just wanted to get things off my chest because my friends arent really reliable for venting lol (and i dont wanna bother them or be annoying about it or anything)

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In many myths, the (gods of) Sun and Moon are related, siblings or spouses (Whalen 2023). Stories about them seem to be attempts at explaining why they are separated (one during the day, the other mainly seen at night). On reason involves them being in love, but never being allowed to meet (or marry), except at certain times of the year. Other stories speak of one deliberately rejecting the other’s love, sometimes killing, scarring, or disfiguring them to drive them away (this would be one of the explanations for the dark spots on the face of the moon, showing either scars or ashes thrown on the face to mark her).
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This is obviously similar to the Greek twins Apollo and Artemis. Not only is Artemis associated with the moon and hunting, she attempts to remain an eternal virgin (like many Greek goddesses or mythical women). These features might come in part from the Sun and Moon never meeting, but also seem to show the tendency to separate gods into several versions (each aspect of their nature or power being worshipped under a separate name) or stories about when they were young separated from when they were older (making an eternal youth who never got married from myths about a god in his youth, even though he changed over time in many ways in the original myths). Apollo seems much like a young Zeus, and their myths are often almost identical.
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There are many versions of Greek myths, sometimes with the names changed. This might even include the myth of Cassandra, who refused Apollo’s love and was cursed with prophecy (not believed), in several slightly different versions. The association of the Sun and Moon with knowledge and prophecy might come from both being seen as looking down on the Earth from the sky (the words for ‘eye’ and ‘sun’ are sometimes the same in Indo-European languages). Cassandra was the twin of Helenus, suggesting she was Helen under another name. Helen was the sister of twins (Castor and Pollux, who are versions of the IE Divine Twins, likely also based on the Sun & Moon), and Cassandra’s brother Paris was similar to Apollo (and helped/possessed by him). Greek Helénē, Laconic Welena are from *swelenaH2, related to *swel(H)- (OE swelan ‘burn’, Li. svìlti ‘burn without flame’, G. haleaínō ‘warm up’), so likely also a feminine for ‘moon’ from Hélenos < *swelenos ‘burning / sun’ (older names for Apollo and Artemis). Its resemblance to G. sélas ‘light / bright light (of fire or heavens)’, *swelasnaH2 > selḗnē ‘moon’, Les. selánnā, Dor. selānā is not likely to be a coincidence, since Greek usually changed *s > h, but sometimes retained it by u / w (*suH-s ‘hog, sow’ > sûs \ hûs, *dnsu- > dasús, daulós ‘thick/shaggy’, *gH2aws- > gausós ‘crooked’, OIr gáu ‘lie’), likely from optional *s > *ts > s (Whalen 2024d, e).
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Just like Hélenos / Helénē, many pairs of IE gods & goddesses are just masc. & fem. forms of one name (ON Freyr & Freyja, Njörðr & Gmc. *Nerthūz, Indra and Indrani, etc.). Greek Kas(s)ándrā & Linear B *Kas(s)anōr would then be the same masc. & fem. type. I also suggest a simple Indo-European explanation for the names, based on previous ideas about a derivation from kékasmai ‘overcome / surpass / excel’, kekadménos ‘excelling?’ (with some dm > *zm = sm), Skt. śāśad- ‘be eminent/superior / prevail’. This has been seen as related to PIE *k^H2and- ‘shine / glitter / burn’ with the shift ‘shine’ > ‘be excellent / excel’ just as in English. If related to names for Apollo and Artemis, this would confirm that idea. *k^H2and- and its 0-grade *k^H2nd- could produce all these forms if reduplicated *k^e-k^H2nd- > *k^eH2-k^nd- in Skt. with H-metathesis (Whalen 2024a). The syllabic *n would become a in both G. and Skt. (and thus not drop out in the plural of Skt. verbs). The variant G. kaínumai might be from *kad-n-ye- > *kadnnye- > *kannye- or later and analogical.
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The specifics needed to include variants like Kassándrā / Kasándrā / Katándrā / Kesándrā, LB ke-sa-da-ra would require kékasmai to form *Kekas-anōr ‘shining over men / sun / Hyperion / Apollo’ (similar to Hyperion ‘going over (as the sun over the earth)’). Though some (J. Younger) say that Kasándrā & Kesándrā are unrelated, this seems to have no basic except the obvious fact that -e- is not -a-. If from an older form with both, this is not a problem. In a long word, some show V1-V2-V3 > V1-V3 or V2-V3 (Whalen 2024b) like psíthur \ psíthuros \ psedurós ‘whispering / slanderous’, *psidurós > psudrós \ psudnós ‘lying / untrue’. This allows *Kekas-anōr > *Keksanōr / *Kaksanōr, explaining e vs. a in Kesándrā / Kasándrā. With 2 k’s, dissimilation of k-k > k-0 or k-t might solve ss / s / t, but I think that many Greek words show ks / ts (Whalen 2024c) :
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*ksom / *tsom ‘with’ > xun- / sun-
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G. *órnīth-s > órnīs ‘bird’, gen. órnīthos, Dor. órnīx
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G. Ártemis, -id-, Dor. Artamis, LB artemīt- / artimīt-, *Artimik-s > Lydian Artimuk / Artimuś
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Skt. kṣviḍ- ‘hum / murmur’, L. sībilus ‘whistling / hissing’,*kswizd- > *tswizd- > G. sízō ‘hiss’
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*ksw(e)rd- > W. chwarddu ‘laugh’, Sog. sxwarð- ‘shout’, *tswrd- > G. sardázō ‘deride’
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*(s)trozd(h)o- > Li. strãzdas, Att. stroûthos ‘sparrow’, metathesis > *tsouthros > xoûthros
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aîx ‘she-goat’ > *aks > *ask > askós ‘skin / hide’, askéō ‘work/form/adorn/honotrain’, askētḗr ‘one who practises any art or trade’, fem. askḗtria, *sk > LB a-ke-ti-ri-ja / *ks > *ts > a-ze-ti-ri-ja
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*ksenwo- >> xénisis ‘entertainment of a guest’, *ksenwitiyos ‘(gift) for entertainment of a guest’ > *ts- > LB ze-ne-si-wi-jo
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*H1ludh-s-to- ‘raised’ > Cr. lúttos ‘high / lofty’, Lúktos \ Lúttos ‘a city in Crete’
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G. Odusseús / Olutteus / Ōlixēs << lússa / lútta ‘rage / fury / mania / rabies’ < *(o)luksa < *wluk-ya ‘wolfishness’ << lúkos ‘wolf’
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PIE *-ts (in locations, adv., like *k^i-ts ‘on this side (of) / near’ > L. cis, H. kez) > *-ks > G. -x:
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*g^nu-ts > gnúx ‘on the knee’
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In context, there is nothing odd about *Kaksanōr becoming *Katsanōr > *Kassanōr. Since *ts > ss / tt is known in dialects (from *ty > *tty > *tsy > ss / tt), it is likely that the syllabification in *Ke-ka-sa-nōr > *Ke-ksa-nōr > *Ke-tsa-nōr > *Ke-sa-nōr / *Ke-ta-nōr is regular, with the more common Vt-sV > Vs-sV / Vt-tV. If *Ke-ksa-nōr / *Ka-ksa-nōr was unique in having V-ks within a word, some “fixing” to *Kak-sa-nōr would result in ss for Kassándrā. Each variation is explained by known changes in Greek, each fits in its context for origin and meaning.
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I received my exam results and I passed with AT, AT, AT. I had my exam on Friday morning and received the results yesterday afternoon. The exam was really hard and I honestly thought I failed. The questions were very long, vague and there were always 2 options that seemed to be the correct ones so you really need to understand the mindset in order to pick the correct option. There were about 5 drag and drop questions which were fairly easy, about 3 questions where I had to choose more options and the rest situational. No calculations and not that many definitions to answer.
I did SH, DM’s Udemy course and his videos on Youtube. Also checked Third3Rock Notes which helped me refresh definitions and the mindset. A lot of people say SH is the closest to the exam, but I really felt the exam questions were harder and more vague. You really need to know what the question wants from you, where exactly you are in the process and what is the first thing you need to do usually. I would recommend checking DM videos on how he answers questions and understand his flow which you will be able to apply to the exam.
Another thing I see people talking around here is about the contact hours and saying to fast forward the course and just go and do practice questions. While I agree that practice helps the most, I don’t agree with skipping training material. You really need to understand all definitions and processes and DM’s course really does a good job. I know it takes longer, but I would really recommend taking the videos seriously and taking notes along the way. It will be way easier to understand and answer questions by knowing the notions and definitions.
What helped me a lot is to apply common sense and logic combined with the PM mindset. Thanks to the community here for always being active, it was really helpful!
I took the exam online and had no issues besides my phone blasting in the middle of the exam because of an emergency weather alert. When that happened, I messaged the proctor and told them about what was happening and everything was alright. Other than that, I spoke with them one time in the beginning and that was it. No other issues with them or the exam. Took both breaks to drink water and use the toilet and finished 10 minutes earlier. Be sure to be well rested with a clear mind. I went for a run before the exam as it puts me in a focus zone afterwards.
If anyone has any questions regarding the exam or so, let me know. I will try to help and answer.

Around the last few days of May 2024, around 10 P.M. at HeartWell Park (city of Long Beach, CA; Palo Verde and Carson Blvd at the baseball field), a guy who appeared to be in his 60’s with white hair, about 5’8” - 5’9”, Hispanic, clean shaved, deep voice speaking in Spanish came up to me and said in broken English “you like sex?” while exposing himself. I’ve never seen him before. I immediately walked away. I called 911, however, I didn’t file a report. First thing tomorrow, I’m calling Long Beach Police department and filing a formal police report.
Also, when the guy walked away, he walked back to the parking lot and got into a car. Unfortunately, the parking lot is pitch black at night and there were multiple vehicles (even though the park closes at 10 p.m.) and I couldn’t tell which car he got into.
I’m an adult but can easily pass for a high school senior. He didn’t ask for my age or seemed to care. Watch out for this creep. He literately looked like the Hispanic version of Jeffery Epstein.

I don’t know if this is a premonition or just my brain lumping together relative material to come to a conclusion. I work at a bar and one of my regulars who I am close with was telling me about how her brother had just totaled their mom’s car and how upset she was. She said she told her mom to never let him drive the car because he had a history of crashing & just reckless driving. Fast forward a week later and there is a news report saying there was a head on collision that blocked two lanes of a major highway. The moment I saw that, I thought to myself “I hope ____ is ok” insert my regular’s brothers name. It was a heavy thought and feeling, I almost texted her but I thought I was crazy. The following day she found out it was her brother in that collision and for him it was fatal. I have been so shaken up by this does anyone think this is just a coincidence ? A fleeting, morbid, thought that happened to become true? I haven’t told anyone this, because it seems insensitive to say right now.

Hey!! 24F, I’ve been recreationally drinking and occasionally using drugs since I was about 18 and it is so deeply ingrained into my social group. Almost all catch ups are based around drinking or events in my circle and for most people my age/where I live.
I’ve been sober curious for the last 6 months or so, I’ve just been noticing how much being under the influence changes my personality. I say the most unhinged things and act unlike myself and I hate the person I am when I drink.
People often find me quite entertaining and fun to be around when I’m drunk, but I always end up over sharing really personal parts of my life, gossiping, or just making up random stuff to seem interesting or get a reaction.
I am extroverted when sober and really don’t need a social lubricant but it can feel awkward and like I’m not connecting with people as deeply when I don’t drink? (If that makes sense).
I’ve also noticed my body slowing down with how much alcohol I can handle, and my immune system gets noticeably worse after a big weekend of social drinking / drug use and it doesn’t feel worth it anymore!!
I’m honestly on the verge of starting a sober journey but I’m so worried about missing out on things, not being as fun, or missing the simple pleasures of a wine with dinner etc.
If anyone a bit older than myself has been through this realisation do you have any advice? :)

So I did my official ap exam and let’s just say I have a really bad feeling about it and I am sure I got a 3 or 2 even though both my mocks were 4. I had a panic attack during the frq and couldn’t think straight at all. Do u guys THIBK college board will be able to do something about this? Because I have good biology grades to back me up as proof but idk if I want to retake it. Can college board consider my mock grades instead or did anyone face anything similar before? Thank you in advance for reading

So I just got my licence recently. (Within last month) I was driving down my street really slowly and was moving stuff around in my cup holder area and didn’t look where I was going and I bumped my neighbours car. 5km/h. I don’t know this neighbour at all.
It left a bit of a scratch on the persons front left side bumper and dust from my car as well.
I left a note on the windshield saying that I would happily pay for any repairs and that I’m really sorry. Also left my phone number.
I am really nervous and I feel incredibly embarrassed. Can somebody offer me advice?
Do you think they’ll be happy to handle it privately?
Thanks!

I have been getting shoulde bicep/ arm pain in my right arm when I wear certain t shirts or long sleeves for quite some time. It’s almost like sensitivity to touch. Only my right arm is affected left is fine. My arm will ache so bad sometimes that I will have to take off what I’m wearing and put on something that feels looser so my arm won’t hurt anymore. Even sometimes when I wash my clothes and put them on after they will feel tighter on my right arm than before I start getting pain and have to take the clothing off. This has made buying new clothes very difficult as most clothing will irritate my right arm as soon as I put it on. I’m pretty sure that it’s related to my job as I work on a computer. Not sure if it’s my posture, a repetitive stress injury, bicep tendinitis or fibromyalgia? I know I probably need to quit my job soon and find something that doesn’t irritate my arm. Nonetheless I’m wondering if anybody has gone through something similar and have any advice?

Hey you, are you an introvert who doesn’t usually talk to people despite wanting too? if you are in need of a socially social person to talk to and make friends hmu :D and if you play CSGO or any pc games we can def play together :D
I heard introverts don’t really make friends and just get adopted by an extrovert so let me be that guy in your life who saves you from unending loneliness and (hopefully) makes you happy by talking to you. My parents passed away so i try my best to not hurt each other and be there for them
All I ask for in return is that you put effort and actually try to talk to me, I know it can be difficult and I don’t care if you’re not good/not sure what to say, as long as you want to speak and try your hardest I’ll be proud of you(and I’ll also tell you I’m proud if you want me too :))
Anyways if that at all sounds interesting, please message me with a moment in your life you’re brain has just shut down and caused something good or bad to happen. Looking forward to meeting you all :)

Hey you, are you an introvert who doesn’t usually talk to people despite wanting too? if you are in need of a socially social person to talk to and make friends hmu :D and if you play CSGO or any pc games we can def play together :D
I heard introverts don’t really make friends and just get adopted by an extrovert so let me be that guy in your life who saves you from unending loneliness and (hopefully) makes you happy by talking to you. My parents passed away so i try my best to not hurt each other and be there for them
All I ask for in return is that you put effort and actually try to talk to me, I know it can be difficult and I don’t care if you’re not good/not sure what to say, as long as you want to speak and try your hardest I’ll be proud of you(and I’ll also tell you I’m proud if you want me too :))
Anyways if that at all sounds interesting, please message me with a moment in your life you’re brain has just shut down and caused something good or bad to happen. Looking forward to meeting you all :)

disclaimer I’m just ranting so please don’t flag this for SH or SI content, I’m chillin lol.
Can we start a dating page on here for people with HS or something? I literally don’t know what else to do but I also don’t think I need to explain this feeling to anyone on here. I’m sure you’ll all understand, and especially those of you who, like me, suffer with really bad HS. What the hell do I do as a young woman entering their mid-late 20s now? I was with one partner for my entire adult life who also had HS. Mine went from being mild/moderate to getting progressively worse & worse while his stayed about the same. We’ve been broken up for some time now - don’t want to give too much identifying information - but he has a new relationship now and I’m sincerely struggling to cope with this. I’ve been distraught thinking about the fact that we might never reconnect in the future if things get serious with them and that now I’ll either be alone, or I’ll have to show this side of me to someone new. Frankly I don’t know which option is more terrifying.
I know some of you on here are super confident and don’t mind being intimate with people despite having HS, but I just do not have that in me. I physically cannot bring myself to try and date anyone else because I don’t want anyone else to know my body. I know good guys exist but I don’t care how good of a person someone is - no one who didn’t have this disease would look at my body and think I was sexy anymore or want to sleep with me. Doesn’t matter if I had the worlds best personality, prettiest face, or bangin body. Doesn’t matter if I had all the money in the world. Having these boils all over your most intimate areas is gross. They hurt and they smell, they just aren’t fking cute and keep getting worse. I hate my own body and wish I was somebody else every single day, so why the hell would anyone else love that if I don’t even feel that way about myself? I can’t even sit here and say that I wouldn’t hate if the roles were reversed. I’d understand if people hated me and rejected me because if I’m being so real I’d probably run for the hills too if I didn’t have HS and met someone who did. I fkin hate myself because of this disease.
I’m not perfect and definitely have my issues, but know I’m a good person who deserves love and to have a family, so it sucks. Just being a good person unfortunately doesn’t cut it these days, if it arguably ever did. It especially isn’t gonna cut it with something like HS, and that’s worse if the other person doesn’t also have it. I just feel like I would be on top of the world if I didn’t have this disease and it’s slowly rotting me from the inside out having to pretend like I am a normal person every day when I am in agony every second. I’ve been robbed of my youth and of experiences. I know I’m not a 10/10, but I’m objectively pretty f-ing cute and am for the most part content with the way I look too, apart from what’s hidden underneath my clothes. Might not have been valedictorian, but I’m highly educated and just finished my graduate/doctorate program. I’m just entering my career, am going to be making good money, and will have stability in my life in many ways other than just financially. I have a roof over my head and I still have most of my family around. I have pets and so many amazing friends who care about me around me, so I really have so much to be thankful for. It’s all overshadowed by this monster of a disease. This should be the most exciting time of my life and it’s been robbed from me entierly.
I DEEPLY feel for each and every one of you on here who might relate to what I’m saying even a little. I’m so sorry. 💔

Hey you, are you an introvert who doesn’t usually talk to people despite wanting too? if you are in need of a socially social person to talk to and make friends hmu :D and if you play CSGO or any pc games we can def play together :D
I heard introverts don’t really make friends and just get adopted by an extrovert so let me be that guy in your life who saves you from unending loneliness and (hopefully) makes you happy by talking to you. My parents passed away so i try my best to not hurt each other and be there for them
All I ask for in return is that you put effort and actually try to talk to me, I know it can be difficult and I don’t care if you’re not good/not sure what to say, as long as you want to speak and try your hardest I’ll be proud of you(and I’ll also tell you I’m proud if you want me too :))
Anyways if that at all sounds interesting, please message me with a moment in your life you’re brain has just shut down and caused something good or bad to happen. Looking forward to meeting you all :)

Hey you, are you an introvert who doesn’t usually talk to people despite wanting too? if you are in need of a socially social person to talk to and make friends hmu :D and if you play CSGO or any pc games we can def play together :D
I heard introverts don’t really make friends and just get adopted by an extrovert so let me be that guy in your life who saves you from unending loneliness and (hopefully) makes you happy by talking to you. My parents passed away so i try my best to not hurt each other and be there for them
All I ask for in return is that you put effort and actually try to talk to me, I know it can be difficult and I don’t care if you’re not good/not sure what to say, as long as you want to speak and try your hardest I’ll be proud of you(and I’ll also tell you I’m proud if you want me too :))
Anyways if that at all sounds interesting, please message me with a moment in your life you’re brain has just shut down and caused something good or bad to happen. Looking forward to meeting you all :)

So me, F (won’t be marking ages for privacy) and my girlfriend, F, were out with our friend group yesterday evening, smoking and drinking. At around 10:30 PM we agreed it was time for us to head to my house to spend the rest of the evening there as we were both tired and it was getting colder out. At home we cuddled in my bed which quickly turned into kissing, making out and finally sex. After we were done I was all covered in sweat, dripping down from my hair to my face and all over my body. My legs were aching and I was still shaking. All of that combined with the small amount of substances still left in my system triggered a panic attack. I started shaking harder, hyperventilating, and my vision blurred to the point where I couldn’t make out her facial features clearly. All of it scared me, I tried to find my clothes but it was dark and the bed was messy, all of this worsened my situation, and I soon started biting the skin off my fingers, which I do as a coping mechanism sometimes. During all of this my girlfriend kept repeating ”It’s going to be okay” and ”I’m here” while simultaneously getting dressed and calling her dad to pick her up. So now I was not only overstimulated, but also panicking because she was leaving and I was going to be left alone in my dark room feeling like I’m actively dying. The situation also made me nearly non verbal and all I could say was ”no” a couple of times. Despite all this she apologized, and told me that her mom wants her home and left. After a few minutes of calming down I grabbed my phone and blocked her in every single app I could think of that she could possibly contact me with. This was last night, around 30 minutes after I’d blocked her, a mutual friend texted me asking why I did that, I left her on read. Nothing else has happened since, as she basically was no way of contacting me now. I don’t know how to move forward from this point, I guess we’ll in the end have to talk about somehow, but I’m not sure yet if I want to break up with her over this. it So am I the asshole?

Hi everyone,
Currently a new SAHW (quit last month) as I’m pregnant with our first baby, due Mid August.
I want to start off by saying we do live in a HCOL area, but we still have a decent amount left over after everything is paid thanks to living with my MIL. Not entirely sure how much yet as we haven’t run the numbers yet but it’s a couple thousand, give or take depending on the month, on just his take home pay.
Budgeting is one of the things I’m going to be taking over and I’ve only ever done it with my share of the money when I worked. We’re opening a joint bank account where all of our expenses will go.
I’m definitely more of the savelet’s not buy if we don’t have to and my husband likes to spend and doesn’t care about the price and kind of just buys to buy 😅 any other SAHP relate ?
Example: he had a gym membership for a year that he never used because our apt complex at the time had an at home gym/he has workout equipment. Didn’t cancel until i made him. Buys random stuff on Amazon that he either doesn’t need or puts off using or never uses or buys more or what we already have (he loves fish keeping and at one point had 3 tanks but kept buying more)
I don’t necessarily want him to stop/not buy what he wants. He works hard and deserves to spoil himself. But I would like him to be a little more conscious of his spending habits without “me monitoring him”
I’m not a very spendy person but my biggest spending splurge was Starbucks every day. I cut that habit months ago .
What are some tips, tricks and recommendations that any of you have to make this easier? Any spreadsheets that I can print out? What do I have to look at to budget properly?
What kinds of things have you guys had to do to save? Did you cut out or do anything different to save money with a newborn?
I usually compare prices a lot when shopping. I’ll go to 2-3 different stores to get the cheapest items. Maybe it doesn’t do much but I feel like it does.
I buy bulk at Costco if it’s cheaper per unit/weight/count
I’m not normally someone that likes to go out or get my hair or nails done. I like to stay home. But I do enjoy a nice date every once in a while or an ice cream run. I imagine that saves money?

Hullo! I'm Andreas from Erfurt in Germany and I'm looking for ... you! Yes, you right there! 😗..maybe!
What I know is that I'd like to find someone to spend a good time together. Preferably for as long as possible. But since we can't always get what we wan't, I'm open to compromise. :D
💩 This is me
Since I'd like to know who I'm talking to I also wan't you to know the same. So here are pictures of me!
https://imgur.com/a/NbLunPt
https://imgur.com/a/J2R04th
I'm pretty creative and would say also intelligent. I'm also really lazy! To proof my point I've created a little presentation, so that I don't have to type everything down here! =D
Here is the presentation: https://imgur.com/a/h6GuIh1
👻 This is you
I'd like you to be from Germany. Tried the long distance thing and it is not for me.
It would be great if we share some interests, but I think it's also possible to have wildly different interests and still click together. So it's not a must, but a nice to have. =D
I guess that's all. 🤔
Do you have any questions? How did you like my post? I'm eager to get feedback. Well and to hear from you of course.
So hit me up? :D

Hullo! I'm Andreas from Erfurt in Germany and I'm looking for ... you! Yes, you right there! 😗..maybe!
What I know is that I'd like to find someone to spend a good time together. Preferably for as long as possible. But since we can't always get what we wan't, I'm open to compromise. :D
💩 This is me
Since I'd like to know who I'm talking to I also wan't you to know the same. So here are pictures of me!
https://imgur.com/a/NbLunPt
https://imgur.com/a/J2R04th
I'm pretty creative and would say also intelligent. I'm also really lazy! To proof my point I've created a little presentation, so that I don't have to type everything down here! =D
Here is the presentation: https://imgur.com/a/h6GuIh1
👻 This is you
I'd like you to be from Germany. Tried the long distance thing and it is not for me.
It would be great if we share some interests, but I think it's also possible to have wildly different interests and still click together. So it's not a must, but a nice to have. =D
I guess that's all. 🤔
Do you have any questions? How did you like my post? I'm eager to get feedback. Well and to hear from you of course.
So hit me up? :D