One liner jokes

I'm actually think Banana Guard inclusion is pretty funny, So I have no hate on the character myself, Just wanted to point out why they were so poorly recieved compared to other Joke characters in Platform Fighter games:
1.Banana Guard was included over other Adventure Time characters
People likes to compared Banana Guard to Piranha Plant from Smash. But the reason Plant was much better recieved is because it was included in the 5th installment of Smash after they pretty much got almost all of the important Mario characters in there already, While Banana Guard was chosen over many important characters to be included. I think if they were to include Banana after PB, Ice King and Marceline then it would be much better recieved
2.Banana Guard isn't important and way too obscure
Mr.Game and Watch represent a big step in Nintendo history, Wii Fit was one of the best selling Video Game of all time while Piranha Plant is one of the most iconic Mob/Obstacle in Video Game history. Banana Guard on the other hand wasn't even important in their own series and nobody that haven't watched Adventire Time would know about them.
3.Adventure Time already have 2 Reps
It would be one thing if Banana Guard at least represent their own series, But we already got Finn and Jake. While Fat Princess and Huge Neutron are Joke characters, They're also represented their own series. Not including Fat Princess means not including her series, Not including Banana Guard and nothing would be lost.
In conclusion, Banana Guard inclusion is "Purely" for a Joke and nothing else, It doesn't even make sense in hindsight for them to be included, and it was included before the game could covered all their bases. So if the initial Joke didn't landed for you then there isn't really other redeeming quality for you to cling on.

hi i’m 17 years old alam kong ang bata ko pa for this chuchuness eto na ang kwento meron akong nakaka laro sa ml lalake sya 17 din sya like lagi na kaming nag lalaro ganyan friend sya nung friend ko na guy. Then one day nag chat sa aakin sa messenger sabi nya laro kami tapos nag laro kami tapos patuloy tuloy na yun convo namin ganyan tapos biglang nag confess tong lalake saakin na gusto nya daw ako ganyan tapos sabi ko sakanya ala crush kita dati and gusto kita kasi ang bait mo and nag thank you ako sakanya wowwers feel ko nga joke lang yun pero nag uusap parin kami hanggang ngayon i see him sa future ko pa naman.
ayoko ng commitment kasi i don’t know what will people say about me kasi boyish type of girl akoo kala nila tomboy ako ganyan shettapero etong lalake na to sabi nya wala naman akong pake kung paano ka mag damit kasi mahal kita at gusto kita
guysss ading ninyo ako kaya need ko ng opinion ninyo if i keep this guy or not please i like him pero takot ako sa commitment para sa una palang alam ko na

Ey, dudes. Hope you’re having a good one! Don’t have anywhere else to celebrate, but I want to share the awesome time I’ve been having, so here I am. :)

• Just got my associate degree. Took me several years, mostly because of mental health struggles, but I didn’t even think I’d go to college. I’m transferring to an acclaimed, trans-inclusive university in the fall. So, that’s cool.
  
• Next week, I’m meeting will with my endocrinologist to discuss T options. This lady’s great. She asked me if I was comfortable outing myself to another doctor, because she was worried about a condition that he specialized in, but she didn’t push me. She knew about broken arm syndrome. When I asked her to use my dead name around my father (long story), who had driven me, she did. No bigoted interrogation or doubts, just warmth and respect for where I’m at. I’ve heard some horror stories about cis doctors, so this was a welcome experience.
  
• Got these shoes from the men’s section that not only fit with heel grips, but also support my tiny flat feet. These shoes look great. On top of that, my parents got me this watch that complements the shoes. It’s amazing what two accessories can do for a guy’s confidence.
  
• My mom, who’s conservative and openly hated my being trans for years, is defaulting to the men’s section when we go shopping. She respects me starting T, even if she’s anxious about it. She uses male pronouns for me, here and there, despite me not explicitly asking her to. She’s come a long way.
  
• I pass more often now, to the point that most strangers—including the barber—gender me correctly. My voice, thighs, baby hands, and height (5’2”) are the only major giveaways, and even then, they don’t always mess things up for me.
  
• I’ve been getting extremely masculine haircuts. I’m pre-T and was anxious about not passing, so I’m stoked about the implication. Used to hate my hair and throw it back into a ponytail, too, so it feels great to like my hair for a change.
  
• I’ve got a teen-boy, dollar-store ripoff of the Gomez Addams stache. I’m also as hairy as my dad and brother. Apparently, this is because my DHEA level is 487 ug/dL (PCOS) on its own, so I’m stoked.
  
• My friends have been great with my name and pronouns. They use them perfectly, quickly adjusted their language to address the change, and affirm often in casual ways. One friend even joked that I was a “classic guy” because I said I preferred what’s convenient to what looks good.
  

Hope this doesn’t come off as bragging. Don’t have much of a community who gets what it’s like to be trans—most of my friends and family are cis—and I’m about to burst with the good news lmao.

Hello, I’m currently looking for a long term roleplay partner that is interested in rping JJK with me!!
I have about 6+ years of experience of roleplaying. I’m literate, and give out detailed and long replies, since those are what I enjoy receiving
My favorite ship in JJK is SatoSugu, so that’s currently what I’m looking for. I’m willing to be either Satoru or Suguru. It doesn’t matter which one, I can play both pretty well.
I’m 22, and prefer to rp with those that over 18 or older, but it’s not a requirement. But it’s highly appreciated if you have read the manga or at lease well versed in the JJK lore.
I love talking OOC, and talking/joking about JJK or SatoSugu. I love sharing memes, and just goofing around outside of rp.
If you’re interested. Please message me!

My (18m) mom is psychotic, but for whatever reason nobody in my family gives a shit. She has always been a little crazy (she believes in every conspiracy theory in the book), but she didn’t really go off the deep end until my dad divorced her when I was 4. Since then, she has gotten progressively crazier to an unmanageable level. I could write an epic just filled with everything she’s done that’s crazy, but I will just hit the highlights.

• when I was in kindergarten, she told me on the way home from school that Santa Claus, the Easter bunny, and everything in between were not real.
• when I was a child, she constantly filled my head with the idea that I was going to be tortured and killed in the future for being a Christian. She also made it seem like I was going to go to hell if I sinned at all. I used to shower and bathe at the hottest temperature possible as a kid because i wanted to get prepared for hell.
• when I was 8 years old, she joined a cult (or pseudo religion, or whatever you want to call it) called Hebrew Roots. The basic premise was Judaism plus Jesus, but with no grace. From 8 years old and on she had me follow the rules of Judaism (rest on Friday and Saturday, don’t eat certain foods, etc,) even though I am not Jewish.
• since I was 8, she has taken me on numerous “vacations” which mostly consisted of visiting a friend in her religion (most notably a Native American chief) and studying the Old Testament for 10-12 hours a day.
• my sister used to live with my mom. For her 21st birthday, she “wore a revealing dress and went to the club on a Friday night (sabbath)” my mom kicked her out of the house for this, and she was homeless for some time.
• she said to me “where did we go wrong with you?” Because I said I didn’t like to cook (not in a joking way)
• she constantly pitted me against my dad when I was a kid, from sending him an email to “not persecute my religion”, to telling me my brother chose my dad and my sister chose her, and I would have to choose a side
• she constantly has childlike temper tantrums and meltdowns for no reason. I always have to comfort her, and most of my life I have felt like I had to be a parent to her instead of the other way around -she gets upset at anything and everything “non-biblical”
• one time, I wasn’t showing just enough excitement about what she was talking about (I think Old Testament numerals) and she started to sob and recount everything bad that has ever happened to her (everything from my dad divorcing her to her high school boyfriend cheating on her)
• one time, she saw MF DOOM rings I had put in the Amazon shopping cart, and said that I was “opening a portal to the spirit world”
• I started seeing a therapist about a year and a half ago, and she has probably said 25 plus times that she “respects confidentiality.” Then, in a recent vacation, she had a meltdown when I refused to share what I talked to my therapist about, and told my dad I “have no interest in having a relationship” with her.

I live with my dad, and since we moved to St. Louis from fl 5 years ago, I have not seen my mom that much (thankfully). The problem is, all my close family are pushing me to be nice and accept my mom for who she is. My dad and brother both think I am overreacting when I say I don’t want to see her. This means I am effectively permanently stuck with being friendly with my mom, as I do not want to alienate my other family members. I hate that someone can do so much shit to you and get off scot free.

She called me immediately because she can pick up on my subtext, even though we've always lived at least 1,000 miles from one another. It's bizarre how in sync we are.
She knew from my dumb little joke how I really felt. I would never say this to my spouse, but in many ways, I hate how my life turned out.
I didn't want to be tied down. I wanted to travel the world; work in Antarctica and see Japan. I wanted to cook the most amazing food I never could have dreamed of, drink the finest wines and cocktails. I wanted to be able to fuck whomever I wanted. I wanted to surround myself with people who shared my desire to live life submerged in the esoteric, beautiful, and fleeting moments.
I wanted to live like the world is ending, because every goddamned day, it seems like it is.
I have a good husband. Yeah, he's a lazy stoner stereotype, but he's a good, kind man who's a wonderful father and supportive spouse. He's also an indoor cat who's an incredibly picky eater. I also find him boring.
I mean, dude eats as if you gave a 12 year old money to buy enough food for the weekend and left him to his own devices. I'm talking frozen mini pizzas and chicken nuggets. He doesn't see the value in eating out ever, and has only ever left the comfort of home by my insistence.
I'm not unaware of my situation though. Dude told me from jump he wanted a family. He's never hidden anything from me. He was the only man I'd ever been with who never looked at me with expectation or premise in his eyes.
I picked this. I know that.
We moved here to Maine from the west coast because he missed his family. I'm from the Midwest and I don't have strong ties with my family, so it was an easy move.
I work for a company that works with restaurants, without being in kitchens myself. It was a lateral move so I could start a family. On one hand I miss it because it's long hours for alright pay, but I was exposed to some really wonderful things. My job now is meh pay with restaurant hours that fits perfectly with my husband's work schedule so our daughter gets plenty of time with both of us plus shared days off.
I'm just fucking bored andevery day, I see the hourglass of my life trickling away with not much to show for it.
I feel doomed at the shitty situations in the United States that was started when my parents were young. They were sold the American Dream™️, which they passed to my siblings and I. College was a necessity, because that was how one becomes successful. Credit scores were invented in the '80s and wages have been stagnating longer than that. We're wage slaves, and housing and food costs "are out of control", which the oligarchy we live in invented and maintains. The three of us and our two cats are crammed in a 1 bedroom apartment because it's all we can afford.
What's that? Seek help?
I haven't found a therapist that is worth what I pay them, because they don't offer real solutions. I do have a prescription for an antidepressant. This is bigger than that. Lmk if you want my depression playlist.
I want to tear up my life and start from scratch. I wish I had chosen a different path. If I could go back to 18 and rewrite things, knowing what I know now, I would.
I applaud you if you've made it this far honestly. I'm probably going to delete this tomorrow anyway. Cheers. Thanks for reading.

(Marked as a meme because even thinking of filling out this sheet is a practical joke)
This is a spreadsheet for nearly everything one person could do and unlock throughout the game, that generally adds something gameplay wise. This includes all egg moves, all max IVs, all abilities + passive, all natures, and all shiny variants, among a couple others. This does not include forms, because in most cases they are only visual or unlocked or used within a run, and not on the starter screen (Megas, Gigantamax, Ogerpon masks, etc). If you think there are major changes that could be made, I'll be happy to take suggestions!
At least how I've made it, the color around a Pokémon's name is for progress on that Pokémon's total completion, while the checkbox next to it is for if that Pokémon has been caught or not.

Having watched the live stream and reviewed the news on the release of Into the Abyss, I've been left wondering what, if anything, the Abyss is going to do for the rest of the Melvor content.
What I mean is: ToTH obviously built on the base game and added a literal expansion of higher levels and stronger equipment. AoD added new skills with great passive buffs and some universally useful items. All of this is useful in the base game and other expansion.
But ItA seems extremely focused on being self-contained. The new skills are for the abyss. The new things to do within the existing skills are for the abyss. The new skill levels are abyss skill levels with abyss xp. You can't use regular damage in the abyss, and you can't use the new abyssal damage outside of it. During the livestream Malcs joked that we'd get sick of hearing the word "abyss" and it makes sense given how self-contained the expansion appears to be.
The question I'm getting at is - is progressing through and completing this expansion going to add any value to my character as a whole, or is this going to be more of a side-quest which is segregated from the "main game"?
The one feature that seems like it might branch into the rest of Melvor is the buffs from the new skill trees, but it's not obvious from what I've seen whether the buffs will actually benefit you outside of the Abyss. Potentially pets gained in the abyss will benefit you outside of it as well, but that's also speculation at this point.
I guess it would just make me happy to know that the abyss has some level of crossover with the remainder of the Melvor content and isn't completely self-contained. I understand the reasons given for designing it this way from a balancing perspective, but I would still want characters who progress through the abyss to come out of it with some level of value they can bring to the remaining Melvor content.

WARNING: Long post/ sx situation.
To understand the situation you need to know our history.
My ex-best friend (now 22F) and I (now 21F) haven't spoken in 2 years.
We met in school and did not like eachother, but we soon became good friends. I would spend weeks sleeping over at her ( I will call her Grace) house and she introduced me to grass and nic.
I grew up very modest and I was still a virgin when we met. One day we were talking with another one of her friends (I will call her Amanda) abt this fact and I jokingly told them that sometimes I just wished I could get it over with but that I was sure it would happen eventually. Let me be clear I was laughing and I think I even rolled my eyes, Grace responds with "I know a guy around the corner, let me call him" I told her no, and reiterated that I was joking. She said no, no, you should just get it over with and was still typing on her phone, I found out she sent a photo of me to him.
10 minutes later we were sitting in her room, Grace, Amanda, myself, and this dude ive never seen before (I will call him Ron). Amanda bent over and told me that if i didnt do it she would. The two girls then left the room and he just started kissing me.
I wont get too personal but it happened and i felt disgusting, dirty and used. During, I found out that he didnt know I was a virgin and felt guilty, but kept going anyway..
I went home and kept talking to Grace (I struggle to get friends and was nieve). Ron ended up adding me on snapchat and again, my nieve self thought i should try to stay with him because he was my first.
Grace never brought it up again, but she would always come to me with her issues but never wanted to hear about mine. Now having more life experience I realise that she wasn't a good friend but I still loved her nonetheless.
A couple months later I was packing to move (again) and told Ron that I wasnt going to do long distance and he carved my name into his arm and I found out that he is nutssss.
After I moved I would text Grace often and then she ghosted me for 9 months and came back into my life when her and her bf (that she was living with) were splitting up. (AGAIN when she needed me)
This happened to be right before my highschool graduation (I believe it was on the Saturday before, I was graduating the next Friday). She asked me if she could come stay with me for a couple of days (at this point i lived over 3hrs away) and I told her "well I am graduating on Friday so you could probably come until Wednesday" and she agreed and left that day. She ended up asking to stay through my graduation and I responded with a hesitant sure.
Throughout that week we went everyday to find a graduation dress for me and a swimsuit for her because we were doing a graduation swim and party the day after my graduation.
The day of my graduation she wanted to go look for a swimsuit for her and I said sure and we ended up staying way to long and by the time we were headed home I needed to be at the school in an hour and a half and she needed to be there in two and a half hours.
As soon as we got back to my place she gathered her stuff to shower and I said I was hoping to shower first bc i need to be there soon and she said ill be fast and just went to shower so I was trying to get everything laid out to put on and my makeup laid out so I could be fast. After she got out I raced to shower as fast as I could so I wouldnt be late and I come back in my towel, when i opened the door she was wearing a dress so short if she bent over everyone could see all the goods and the front of the dress was so low her boob could pop out at any second (she is heavy chested). Come to find out my two younger male cousins, and my grandmother saw her nipple that day. I will tell you the dress I wore was very modest catholic (high-neckline, knee-length).
I felt like she was trying to pull the attention to her. I asked her to leave after my graduation and she threw a fit and left. I didnt talk to her after that and didnt respond to her text asking me to ship some items she left.
After over two years of no contact she contacted me and left me this voice mail "Hey sweetie, it's Grace. I just wanted to give you a call and check on you, its been a minute. I just wanted to talk about what happened a while back and I wanted to clear the air with you because oh stupid there's been a lot going on. Theres a lot of stupid, stupid, stupid things. I kinda regret a lot of stupid things one of them being our friendship thats for sure, so give me a call back okay? or at least listen to this voicemail and text me if you dont want to talk to me but i love you I hope to hear from you soon.
I found out that she is now getting married and has no friends to be in her wedding party, I feel bad and I think I might be an asshole for not responding or calling back, AITA?

So me and my friend, let’s call her Alice, have had a rough friendship with a lot of ups and downs. Recently, we were added to a group chat with some people we know, but not very well. She had just gotten over her crush, who we’ll call Joseph, and I’d just gotten over mine, “Liam” and like a new guy, “Greg”.
Joseph isn’t the most popular or cool guy than we know, and she’s kind of embarrassed to have liked him.
In the group chat, we were talking about something, (I don’t remember what, and I deleted the chat) but she brought up Greg. She commented on how weak he was.
In response, I said “you can’t be talking, have you SEEN Joseph?” Her and I make jokes all the time like that in group chats, but usually they’re with close friends, which these people are close, just not that close.
Immediately I unsent the message. But I had forgotten than one girl didn’t update her phone and could still see it. Alice also told me that another girl could have seen the message, but I’m not sure.
Alice got mad and privately texted me “IM GOING TO F-ING KILL YOU”
Immediately I apologized, rapidly explaining that I’d forgotten that she didn’t update her phone, but Alice didn’t listen.
Alice knows that letting go is hard for me, and as I’d just gotten over Liam, I didn’t want to jump too quickly into liking Greg.
I understand why she was upset, but she didn’t even unsend the message about Greg, and I feel that her being my best friend should have known that she could’ve done that at least. She was also over Joseph.
We agreed to just take a break from our friendship for about a month, and she agreed.
I feel like both of us are in the wrong, but I’m not sure whose fault it was.
Was that the right thing to do?

Usernames. They can tell a lot about a person, or, sometimes, nothing at all. However, in the case of the art community this is taken to a whole new level to the point where I just sat down, head in my hand and wondered "is this a joke?"
So much drama could've just been avoided if people took a step back, went "hmm... You know, maybe the name is kind of a red flag?" and like, this ain't a jab. This is just something that I fr noticed.
Hopelesspeaches? Was hopeless. Horrible person, next. Creepshowart? A creep. That showed art. Prisonmateluke? Actually more tame compared to the others here but his username HAS to be mentioned bc like cmon lol illuminaughtii?? Do I even need to explain this one?? Literally Illuminati AND naughty in the same one??
This isn't to clown on people who cover them or to excuse anything they did, I just genuinely find it hilarious how the names make it so obvious what kinda person it's being dealt with - like a foreshadowing or something. Y'all like what

1. What happened to my red shirt? The one with the bird on it? I don’t care if it’s gone for good, but I am curious if its whereabouts are known.
   
2. There for a little while, it was all “penguins this and penguins that” between me and a friend. One of a trillion inside jokes. It’s a special friendship when it feels like an inside-joke factory.
   
3. There was this “Great Work” school paper that I had used to keep track of my sins and transgressions. It was mostly a joke. I found out that I still have this paper the other day while going through things.
   

WARNING: Long post/ sx situation.
To understand the situation you need to know our history.
My ex-best friend (now 22F) and I (now 21F) haven't spoken in 2 years.
We met in school and did not like eachother, but we soon became good friends. I would spend weeks sleeping over at her ( I will call her Grace) house and she introduced me to grass and nic.
I grew up very modest and I was still a virgin when we met. One day we were talking with another one of her friends (I will call her Amanda) abt this fact and I jokingly told them that sometimes I just wished I could get it over with but that I was sure it would happen eventually. Let me be clear I was laughing and I think I even rolled my eyes, Grace responds with "I know a guy around the corner, let me call him" I told her no, and reiterated that I was joking. She said no, no, you should just get it over with and was still typing on her phone, I found out she sent a photo of me to him.
10 minutes later we were sitting in her room, Grace, Amanda, myself, and this dude ive never seen before (I will call him Ron). Amanda bent over and told me that if i didnt do it she would. The two girls then left the room and he just started kissing me.
I wont get too personal but it happened and i felt disgusting, dirty and used. During, I found out that he didnt know I was a virgin and felt guilty, but kept going anyway..
I went home and kept talking to Grace (I struggle to get friends and was nieve). Ron ended up adding me on snapchat and again, my nieve self thought i should try to stay with him because he was my first.
Grace never brought it up again, but she would always come to me with her issues but never wanted to hear about mine. Now having more life experience I realise that she wasn't a good friend but I still loved her nonetheless.
A couple months later I was packing to move (again) and told Ron that I wasnt going to do long distance and he carved my name into his arm and I found out that he is nutssss.
After I moved I would text Grace often and then she ghosted me for 9 months and came back into my life when her and her bf (that she was living with) were splitting up. (AGAIN when she needed me)
This happened to be right before my highschool graduation (I believe it was on the Saturday before, I was graduating the next Friday). She asked me if she could come stay with me for a couple of days (at this point i lived over 3hrs away) and I told her "well I am graduating on Friday so you could probably come until Wednesday" and she agreed and left that day. She ended up asking to stay through my graduation and I responded with a hesitant sure.
Throughout that week we went everyday to find a graduation dress for me and a swimsuit for her because we were doing a graduation swim and party the day after my graduation.
The day of my graduation she wanted to go look for a swimsuit for her and I said sure and we ended up staying way to long and by the time we were headed home I needed to be at the school in an hour and a half and she needed to be there in two and a half hours.
As soon as we got back to my place she gathered her stuff to shower and I said I was hoping to shower first bc i need to be there soon and she said ill be fast and just went to shower so I was trying to get everything laid out to put on and my makeup laid out so I could be fast. After she got out I raced to shower as fast as I could so I wouldnt be late and I come back in my towel, when i opened the door she was wearing a dress so short if she bent over everyone could see all the goods and the front of the dress was so low her boob could pop out at any second (she is heavy chested). Come to find out my two younger male cousins, and my grandmother saw her nipple that day. I will tell you the dress I wore was very modest catholic (high-neckline, knee-length).
I felt like she was trying to pull the attention to her. I asked her to leave after my graduation and she threw a fit and left. I didnt talk to her after that and didnt respond to her text asking me to ship some items she left.
After over two years of no contact she contacted me and left me this voice mail "Hey sweetie, it's Grace. I just wanted to give you a call and check on you, its been a minute. I just wanted to talk about what happened a while back and I wanted to clear the air with you because oh stupid there's been a lot going on. Theres a lot of stupid, stupid, stupid things. I kinda regret a lot of stupid things one of them being our friendship thats for sure, so give me a call back okay? or at least listen to this voicemail and text me if you dont want to talk to me but i love you I hope to hear from you soon.
I found out that she is now getting married and has no friends to be in her wedding party, I feel bad and I think I might be an asshole for not responding or calling back, AITA?

I have a question. So like what do ya'll consider "hoeing" a dono? People say a dono is "hoed" when they do and don't read it, so what's the difference? Me personally, a lot of the donos just seem to be people looking to get them to laugh, donate to say something stupid, or donate to say something they already talked about before. Do ya'll expect them to comment on every single dono and if they don't is that considered a "hoe?" Bro especially when jokes get dragged lmaoooo. Boyyy don't let RDC laugh at one joke chat going to spam the joke for the next couple of months, like its now ruined lol. And like are they supose to fake laugh at it every time? If they don't, do yall consider that a "hoe?" I really dont get it. Is it a "hoe" if they don't give a reaction?....which would be a crazy reason lmaooooo not everything is good enough for a reaction lol. I always watch vods instead of it live so maybe its different in real time? IDK lol.

they’ve never admitted it but they’ve showed it, the first boy gets a little protective over me—I can’t remember what it was but one of my friends said something rude about me and he said he was joking and he replied with “you better be”, he sat beside me on the bus on our two most recent field trips, we haven’t known each other very long but we have a pretty deep connection already, he always text me first, he’s recommended me a song from the band nirvana which we both love called “drain you” and the lyrics are quite romantic to say the least, he’s also wanting me to play games with him—he’s overall very sweet and caring, he can pick on you a bit in a playful manner but he always apologizes and means it, the second boy I’ve known all my life—we used to have a really deep connection though things have changed after new years, why? I fell into a deep slump for a month or two so he replaced me with another girl, we had it pretty bad for each other—he’s given me his jacket to keep, his bandana to keep, he used to bring me lunch to school and he used to get jealous over me, he still gets jealous over me—I really like him, a part of me still does—me and him have started talking a bit more now, he called me last night at twelve am and when I called him back this morning to ask him about it he said his little sister had a question she wanted to ask me but she was asleep at the time I called him (11:30AM) which I don’t believe as she has my number and could’ve simply asked me, me and him talked twice on the phone today, we always say I love you after we go goodnight to all of our friends—I’m not sure if he says it to everybody after he ends a call with them but he does with me, the second time we ended the short call I told him I loved him and I’d talk to him later and I swear to god his voice changed or his breath hitched when he said it back, he’s sweet when it’s necessary, he’s a bit of a bully to me but I asked him to stop as it was messing with my mental health and he did, he’s holding these severely embarrassing photos over my head though which is something I can’t stand, he’s a bit of an asshole—but he’s caring when the moment strikes, what should I do?

Our conversation allowed me to give a detailed history of how I got involved in volunteer contact work as an extension of my peace and social justice activities from the 1960s into the 1980s. I describe the initial efforts of my Los Angeles based fieldwork team as we staged HICE, Human Initiated Contact Events, aka CE-5s.
I share the stories of many exciting encounters in which UAP intelligences showed me how they employ illusions as mechanisms of contact. From those experiences I now believe that the phenomenon can only be understood by examining the central role of consciousness in the contact drama unfolding worldwide.
Please take note of the following. At around one hour and six minutes as I am talking about lights that appeared on the ceiling of a fellow contact worker, a tiny orb can be seen moving across my right chest in the left-hand side of the video image. It can be best viewed on a large screen computer monitor or a TV. One viewer wrote that by slowing the playback speed the small light became more visible. This “visual display” might be a technical artifact or may have a more anomalous explanation. As I like to joke, “Once you join the contact underground you might never be lonely again.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZJigRsbPBM&feature=youtu.be

Our conversation allowed me to give a detailed history of how I got involved in volunteer contact work as an extension of my peace and social justice activities from the 1960s into the 1980s. I describe the initial efforts of my Los Angeles based fieldwork team as we staged HICE, Human Initiated Contact Events, aka CE-5s.
I share the stories of many exciting encounters in which UAP intelligences showed me how they employ illusions as mechanisms of contact. From those experiences I now believe that the phenomenon can only be understood by examining the central role of consciousness in the contact drama unfolding worldwide.
Please take note of the following. At around one hour and six minutes as I am talking about lights that appeared on the ceiling of a fellow contact worker, a tiny orb can be seen moving across my right chest in the left-hand side of the video image. It can be best viewed on a large screen computer monitor or a TV. One viewer wrote that by slowing the playback speed the small light became more visible. This “visual display” might be a technical artifact or may have a more anomalous explanation. As I like to joke, “Once you join the contact underground you might never be lonely again.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZJigRsbPBM&feature=youtu.be

Our conversation allowed me to give a detailed history of how I got involved in volunteer contact work as an extension of my peace and social justice activities from the 1960s into the 1980s. I describe the initial efforts of my Los Angeles based fieldwork team as we staged HICE, Human Initiated Contact Events, aka CE-5s.
I share the stories of many exciting encounters in which UAP intelligences showed me how they employ illusions as mechanisms of contact. From those experiences I now believe that the phenomenon can only be understood by examining the central role of consciousness in the contact drama unfolding worldwide.
Please take note of the following. At around one hour and six minutes as I am talking about lights that appeared on the ceiling of a fellow contact worker, a tiny orb can be seen moving across my right chest in the left-hand side of the video image. It can be best viewed on a large screen computer monitor or a TV. One viewer wrote that by slowing the playback speed the small light became more visible. This “visual display” might be a technical artifact or may have a more anomalous explanation. As I like to joke, “Once you join the contact underground you might never be lonely again.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZJigRsbPBM&feature=youtu.be

Report from the Contact Underground: Joseph Burkes MD interviewed by Jeffrey Mishlove
Our conversation allowed me to give a detailed history of how I got involved in volunteer contact work as an extension of my peace and social justice activities from the 1960s into the 1980s. I describe the initial efforts of my Los Angeles based fieldwork team as we staged HICE, Human Initiated Contact Events, aka CE-5s.
I share the stories of many exciting encounters in which UAP intelligences showed me how they employ illusions as mechanisms of contact. From those experiences I now believe that the phenomenon can only be understood by examining the central role of consciousness in the contact drama unfolding worldwide.
Please take note of the following. At around one hour and six minutes as I am talking about lights that appeared on the ceiling of a fellow contact worker, a tiny orb can be seen moving across my right chest in the left-hand side of the video image. It can be best viewed on a large screen computer monitor or a TV. One viewer wrote that by slowing the playback speed the small light became more visible. This “visual display” might be a technical artifact or may have a more anomalous explanation. As I like to joke, “Once you join the contact underground you might never be lonely again.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZJigRsbPBM&feature=youtu.be

I have a pretty good relationship with my mom. We butt heads sometimes but she’s usually pretty reasonable. I’m living with my parents right now because I have a chronic illness and I’m working on getting on my feet and then moving out. I have a mental illness. I’m super healthy and have a bunch of healthy habits. I’m not a toxic person like the stereotype, I just struggle and I make sure to help my parents out as much as I can while I’m here. Just two months ago I was hallucinating so I’m on new medication. It’s working really well and I’m doing good. I go to my bipolar support group, I have a therapist and psychiatrist, I take medication. I’m on my shit bc I have to be. I never take my issues out on my parents.
(I know there will be people who blame me or judge me for having a mental disability so if you are going to do that, please don’t)
My mom has been sober for 30 years. Before that she was a mess, she’s told me intense stories. She’s very much involved with AA. She’s pretty high up there, she does speaker meanings in front of hundreds of people, all her friends are sober, her brother is sober, and she still goes to meetings regularly. Honestly, I am so grateful and proud of her sobriety. I know AA has helped her. I am super proud of her. She helps people. I just think she might need actual therapy instead of just AA work.
The thing is, she thinks everyone is an alcoholic. She can be very harsh sometimes. Ever since I started drinking alcohol as an adult, she has judged me. I definitely don’t have a drinking or drug problem. I drink maybe 2-3 times a month, a couple of glasses of beer or wine that’s it. I don’t even drink liquor. I’m happy with just a couple beers. I haven’t been blacked out since I was a teenager and I can’t remember the last time I had a hangover.
The thing is (which isn’t my main issue there’s more to this story) she literally judges me so hard if I ever drink or she hears about me drinking. We can be at dinner with the family, I’ll order a glass of cab to go with my pasta, and she will give me dirty looks and make comments. I’ve been dealing with this for 10 years. The one time I was hungover a long time ago I was vomiting, and she gave me so much grief and was like “wow you drank so much you are sick” and won’t leave me alone. At family functions I’ll have a beer with my cousins and she just vibes me so hard. She treats me like I have a serious drinking problem when I clearly don’t. For 10 years she gets shitty with me if she sees me even have one beer.
Well two days ago I had a great beach day. The beach was empty, my dog and I walked for miles, we ran into an old friend. It was such a good day. I deal with depression a lot so I treasure my good days. I was so sad that my day got ruined because of her.
On the way home I got a tall coors light bc it sounded nice after my beach day. I came home, super happy, talking to my parents, making jokes. I made some food, cleaned up the kitchen, did dishes and went to go to my room. we were walking to our rooms at the same time. As I began to say goodnight to my mom, she turned around, stared at the beer and me and gave me a nasty look. The thing about my mom she often lies, if she says something fucked up and I point it out she will lie . She does these lies and it’s so obvious.
After she gave me that nasty look, I calmly said “I’m 30 years old, I’m allowed to have a beer, don’t judge me”. Then she lied and said I was looking at your glasses. Gaslighting me. I told her, no you weren’t. You gave me a look because I have a beer. She denied it and I said “liar”. She lost her shit. She started saying you’re calling me a liar!!!! And started yelling at me. I stood my ground and said you were lying and I don’t appreciate being treated like that, you gave me a look about my beer. Shehe even admitted it and said that yes I saw you had a tall beer (she said tall as if that means something) and she continued to lie and said I was looking at your glasses too. I retreated to my room bc I didn’t want to have a full blown argument. She followed me.
The thing about my mom, when she is super upset she comes super close to me aggressively, like what people do when they are about to fight.
She came into my room and was yelling at me, saying over and over you called me a liar. She got in my face aggressively. I told her many times to get out of my face. It’s like she was trying to get me to fight her. She kept getting closer and closer until I was up against the wall. I was being rational and saying it’s not okay to treat me like this and she kept mocking me. Over and over, while inches from my face when she had me cornered. She wouldn’t listen and move.
We have a power imbalance in our relationship bc while I recover and get stable, they help me with gas sometimes or things like ordering contacts, or I’ll use it to pick up things for her or stuff like paying when I took her cat to the vet. I pet sit and pay for my bills. She gave me a credit card to keep with me just in case. I barely ever use it, usually just for gas id she says it’s okay. I’ve expressed my gratitude many times that they are helping me, while also sharing how embarassed and ashamed I am to lean on my parents and live at home for now. This hasn’t been how it was forever, I lived alone for 9 years in Northern CA. I just needed time to get more stable and save money, and have a place to live while I go to my appointments.
So she was hysterical freaking out, mocking me and getting aggressive. She all of a sudden yelled give me thee credit card now!! I barely ever use it, I don’t give a fuck about the card, she brought it up to throw the money thing in my face even though she knows how humbling it is for me to rely on them.
I said I’m not giving it to you until you get out of my face. She then grabbed my phone and said fine will your not getting your phone tonight. I said I don’t care about the card and you don’t get to treat me like this. She then ran to her office to cancel the card online. I followed her to get my phone back and got my wallet. She was hysterical yelling at me at her computer, and mocking every single thing I said. She twisted my words around. She also then said “Wow what’s going on with you tonight?” Alluding that I was being mentally ill or unstable, which she knew I wasn’t she just threw the good ol “wow have you taken your meds” to do a low blow about my mental illness. That in itself is so hurtful bc they know how much I’ve struggled with this. I told her I’m not giving you the card until you give me my phone. She got up and cornered me again. She got so close to me aggressively and I just kept telling her to back up. She got me against a wall again. Then she hit me multiple times, and I softly but firmly put my knee up and pushed to get her off me. I threw the card at her desk. I was saying that the card has nothing to do with this, you just brought that up to make me feel bad, you are so toxic, I did nothing wrong. She continued mocking me. I left and went into the bathroom and she finally left. I cried a lot in the shower.
I just treated her to a great Mother’s Day. We had a great time. It made me so sad and so hurtful she treated me like this. It keeps replaying in my head and I can’t believe she got so physical with me and hit me. The mocking, gaslighting, lies. Alluding that I was having an episode… that one hurt a lot. She didn’t say it genuinely she said it as an insult. All over a coors light. Her behavior was so toxic. I am hurt. I can’t believe she hit me.
I want to forgive her but I can’t bring myself to. I really don’t want to talk to her at all. She apologized over text but never in person. I’ve been avoiding her. Tonight, I was in the living room and she turned off the lights , I said don’t turn off the lights I’m in here. She coldly said “I don’t care”.
I need to wait to move out til my meds are stabilized and I saved the money. I’m a good roommate, I help them a lot. I miss living alone.
How do I move on from this? Where do I go from here? What should I say to her?