Wearing mom s panties

It seems like such a huge surgery when I like how my face looks now. But also I know I need it as it’s sooo uncomfortable. It’s like wearing high heels (makes me look better but incredibly uncomfortable and I can’t take it off at the end of the day).
Ideally a geniolasty will replicate it and I won’t be aware of it right? I’m just scared to have my face operated on again…
I have found a surgeon who is a plastic surgeon and also a maxiofacial surgeon with experience doing chin implants and genioplasty - I just worry about having another surgery on my face with another surgeon. But I know it needs to happen as this chin implant is driving me crazy.
I am also thinking about getting jaw implants done at the same time and maybe chin liposuction as this surgeon does all that. Will decide after our consultation I think. Anyone have experience with jaw implants?

Denise Pilnak was a neighbor of Nicole’s. Her telephone bill shows she was on the phone from 10:25 PM and 10:28 PM. Prior to making this phone call, she and her friend noted how quiet the neighborhood was. Several minutes later between 10:33 and 10:35 PM, she testified that’s when she began to hear the sound of a barking dog, which is likely when the murders began. Allan Park testified to seeing OJ near the front door of the Rockingham estate at 10:55 PM, and his telephone records also document that. That leaves less than 25 minutes to commit the murders, drive back home, get rid of the evidence, etc.
Both Nicole and Ron had defensive wounds. Ron in particular was in hand to hand combat with whoever killed him, yet OJ had no injuries. The cut on his finger wasn’t seen by anyone who interacted with him at the airport, on the airplane ride to Chicago, nor when he immediately landed in Chicago. This includes people who got autographs from him, shook hands with him, and observed his hands. A broken glass was also found in his hotel room and it was documented he asked for a bandage at the hotel.
The FBI searched all of OJ’s and Nicole's credit card records and there was never any receipt found belonging to either of them that showed a purchase of Bruno Magli shoes. Every store that sold the shoes in the country was also searched, and they couldn't find anyone who sold him the shoes. The only proof of him owning them are the National Enquirer photos, which show him wearing suede shoes on a very rainy day. It was also found that the shoe soles that were said to be OJ's footprint were actually more popular than the prosecution maintained, the manufacturer sold the pattern to numerous shoe lines.
1.5 millimeters of OJ’s blood went missing from its vial. Thanos Peratis, the nurse who withdrew his blood, initially testified that he withdrew 8 millimeters. He took that back when only 6.5 appeared and the prosecution suggested he was mistaken. About a decade later he admitted to William Dear that he was certain he withdrew 8 millimeters because it was the amount he had drawn from patients all of his career, but he was close to retirement and had health problems so he didn’t want to cause any trouble.
The glove found at Bundy contained none of OJ’s DNA. The other glove found at Rockingham only contained his DNA in the area where Collin Yamauchi testified to spilling OJ's reference blood sample while handling it.
An identical knit cap matching the knit cap found lying on the ground next to one of the gloves was found in Nicole’s house. Those caps likely belonged to Sydney and Justin Simpson.
Two different people, John Meraz and William Blasini, encountered the Bronco at the lot where it had been impounded days after the murders. They both looked inside it for blood and testified they saw none. There was also only 1/8th of one drop of blood ever found inside it.
New York Times best selling author and journalist Stephen Singular was connected by an anonymous source within the LAPD about the case a few weeks after the murders. He was told Mark Fuhrman made an undocumented trip to Rockingham in the early morning hours after the murders looking for evidence that would incriminate OJ. Rosa Lopez, a housekeeper for OJ’s next door neighbor, testified to hearing men’s voices coming from the yard of Rockingham in the early morning.
The source told Singular that Fuhrman used a broken piece of fence from Bundy to pick up one of the two gloves found and placed it in a blue plastic bag. Next, he was told Fuhrman removed the glove from the plastic bag and planted it at Rockingham. A broken piece of fence was eventually found at Bundy and a blue plastic bag was found at Rockingham, and both were introduced as evidence in the trial.
He was also told EDTA would be found in some of the blood evidence if tested, lab technicians had mishandled OJ’s blood samples, vials of OJ’s, Nicole’s, and Ron's blood were in possession of an LAPD detective for several hours before being booked into evidence, and that Fuhrman had been acquainted with Nicole in some way.
Singular relayed this information from the source to the defense team and was in communication with them for awhile. Pretty much all of it checked out, including an investigation conducted by the LAPD's Internal Affairs Division which revealed that Fuhrman was overheard by other LAPD officers bragging about being intimate with Nicole and seeing her boob job before she was murdered.
There were 17 fingerprints lifted from the Bundy crime scene that didn’t belong to OJ or any of the police officers involved in the case.
Brett Cantor ran a nightclub called The Dragonfly where Ron worked for him as a waitepromoter. Nicole was also a regular at the club. He was murdered a year before them in almost exactly the same way, by being stabbed repeatedly in the upper body and being nearly decapitated. Judge Ito ruled the defense team could review his case. His murder remains unsolved.
Casimir Sucharski, a friend of OJ's, was murdered alongside two female companions in his house in Florida by people with machine guns two weeks after Ron and Nicole were murdered.
Michael Nigg was friends with Ron and also worked at the Mezzaluna restaurant. He was murdered a year later in 1995 by being shot in the head after refusing to give his money to two men outside an ATM. The men who shot him didn't end up taking his money. His murder remains unsolved.
Not saying these murders are necessarily related to each other but it does make you wonder since all of these people reportedly led similar lifestyles which involved the use of cocaine. Faye Resnick, a cocaine addict, was also living with Nicole just days before the murders.
If you listen to the full 1993 911 call, OJ was mostly yelling about drugs and hookers being in the house. When police officers responded to the call, Nicole told the responding officers that OJ hadn’t hit her in four years. After the 1989 domestic violence incident, OJ added an addendum to their prenuptial agreement which stated that if he struck Nicole again, she would‘ve been entitled to a settlement of more than 5 million dollars.
OJ wasn't scheduled to be in LA during that week. He had been busy working and made a last minute decision to come back for Sydney's recital. Video taken of him afterwards shows him in a good mood, kissing his kids and the Brown’s goodbye.
Christian Reichardt spoke with OJ on the phone an hour before the murders and testified his demeanor was jovial and not indicative of a simmering murderous rage.
His telephone records also show he made phone calls trying to set up dates with a few models, one of which he told he was unattached to anyone. If he was in a jealous rage over Nicole, why was he trying to date other women?
After the bodies were discovered, Sydney told the police she heard her mommy (Nicole) fighting & crying with her best friend (Faye Resnick) on the phone earlier that night.
Sydney was planning to have a sleepover that night with one of her friends. According to family and friends who attended the recital and dinner, OJ was aware of this. Committing a murder with all those extra witnesses and the possibility of having the kids hurt or things getting out of control, in addition to having a flight to catch, doesn’t make sense.

Hi! New to Uber here in the US, needing a little help.
Can I link and use my mom’s card as my payment method for my account?

So I’ve had a 2016 Wrx for about a year and 5 months now I got it with 81 thousand miles on it, completely stock as far as I know. I just hit 90k on it and I’ve had thoughts of trading in for a 2023 Supra for a few months now ngl I have a blast driving this thing, it’s spacious and it’s pulls whenever I step on it I’m just curious about hitting 100k miles and past that any owners ever have actual engine problems or wear and tear I should be looking out for because ngl I lowkey abuse this car but not too much I’ll try my best not to because it’s my daily but I do keep up on oil changes and all that. The reason I wanna trade in is I want more speed and I’m always riding solo for the most part I’ve driven one already and ironically the only thing I don’t like is that it’s only 2 seats but I’ve had a coupe before so I think I’ll just get use to it again with how the interior looks what yall think?

You CAN stop pulling your hair for free. I pulled my hair badly from the time i was 13 to 18. It stemmed from a combination of anxiety and poor self esteem as im sure yours does. I had a bald spot probably 3 inches wide on the top of my head at my worst. I was made fun of for it horribly and the shame really put a damper on my teenage years. I managed to get rid of the majority of my urge to pull by wearing long nails and having a bandana on my head at all times so it was extremely hard to pull. I thought i could never reverse my behaviors but im 21 now and i do not pull my hair anymore and haven’t for over a year. You have to want it really badly though, it took me 6 months of sticking to these methods daily to reverse the behavior and see noticeably fuller hair. There’s absolutely something you can do about it and there are a lot of people who relate to you who are rooting for you to stop!
Or you can just keep milking it for content we don’t care

my mom needs help finding a song. in season 15 episode 16 of married at first sight, around an hour and 5 minutes in, there’s a song playing in the background of Nate and Stacia speaking. the lyrics are “we were on a crash course, waiting for the day to come, both of us nervous” we can’t seem to find it, could anyone help?

Some background for you: I’m going to start by saying I’m 19 and graduated high school last year. I’m diagnosed with autism(just very recently), and then major depression, and generalized anxiety which I’ve had the diagnosis of for years. My dad is out of the picture. I of course struggle from these disorders but also from a toxic relationship with my mom that my therapist says is very codependent. (I want validation while she invalidates, she name calls “you’re acting like a lunatic!” She wants control, doesn’t apologize, etc)
Main topic: I GREATLY CRAVE INDEPENDENCE. I am also scared of it though. And I don’t know how to get it. My goal is to be starting an esthetician track at this beauty school in January when it opens up to the next group of people. Until then though, how can I become more independent? Once I graduate that school/find a job with that certification and have enough money to move out from it, I do want to. But with my disorders it’s definitely hard. Even going to the store is terribly difficult for me. How do I work past this? I was working at Spencer’s for a while and then a coffee shop. I couldn’t handle either. I’ve been on disability the past 3 or so months with getting some mental treatment but I only get $60 a week from that which goes towards my car. Maybe I should try doing stuff like Rover (dog walking app) or Uber eats or something? Jobs in busy crowded spaces are very overwhelming to me. I prefer to be on my own or work with very little people where it’s not loud or chaotic. (I was crying at working every single day) But all around in every aspect how can I work on becoming independent without doing too much too quick when it’s hard with my struggles from these disorders? I know it needs to be a gradual increase and not 0 to 100 but I have some time before January. Any advice appreciated. Thanks

I'm an altar server at my church, and have been for several years. Over time, I've encountered several different types of people, some nice, some not so nice, but this one takes the cake.
First Encounter: (Mid-summer, 2015) I'm enjoying a nice evening out, relaxing at a local casino, sitting at the sportsbook deli counter, watching baseball. I hear a voice to my right say "How's Dagwood?" (obviously not real name). I figure since I'm in a deli, it's someone asking about the sandwich of that name. Then, I get tapped on the shoulder, and there's a lady standing there. She asks, "You work at St. Anonymous church, right?" Well, no, I'm just an altar server, but whatever. She proceeds to clarify that she's inquiring about our associate pastor, Father "Dagwood." She hasn't seen him in several weeks, and wants to know if he's okay. He was on vacation. This was announced. I reassure her of his okayness, in fact I had even seen him earlier that day. She thanks me, moves on. Off-putting, due to her not calling him Father at first, but overall not too bad. If only it had remained that way.
Second Encounter: (Fall, 2015) I'm enjoying a nice evening out, at the same local casino. This time I'm in the restroom, fixing my hair, which had gotten messed up a little. I'm not really paying attention to the other women in the restroom (I never really do). Suddenly, I hear the same question again, "You work at St. Anonymous, right?" Well, no, I'm just an altar server... She proceeds to ask my about the "old gentleman in the wheelchair" that attends the Mass I serve. That would be our founding pastor. She insists no, not the "Old Father," the other gentleman in the wheelchair. Spoiler: There is none. The only other regular at that time in a wheelchair is decidedly female, comes with her husband. The woman is insistent, there is another man in a wheelchair, his daughter is the young minister with the long brown hair. I'm just "not recalling, and will know who she's talking about when I see him." Not only is there no other man in a wheelchair, there is no young female minster with long brown hair. Just for giggles, I double-check with our coordinator that following weekend, ask if there's ever been a minister whose father was in a wheelchair. Nope. Never. Overall, this encounter was slightly more annoying, but again, not too bad in the scope of things. If only it had ended here.
Third Encounter: (March, 2016) My mom and I go out for a lovely St. Patrick's Day buffet dinner. On the way home, she suggests stopping off for some grocery shopping. We're strolling through the store, and as we're about to turn onto the next aisle, the same woman from before is coming off that aisle. She instantly recognizes me, and starts gushing. Then, she notices my shirt. It's a skull wearing a green Irish tam, surrounded by snakes in various shades of green. The woman switches from the happy gushing to having a mild meltdown over the shirt. It's "evil", it's "Satan", "snakes & skulls mean the devil". She says I shouldn't wear it. Well, I figure she wouldn't know if I ever intend to wear it again or not, so I try shrugging off her mini-rant, and move on, but she stops me, and continues to insist I shouldn't wear the shirt. "You should take it off!" My brain finally processes that she expects me to take the shirt off, right then & there in the middle of the store, and either finish shopping in my bra, or at the very least make my way to the exit, then drive home in only my bra. I know some women are comfortable doing things like that, but I'm not one of them. My mother tries reassuring the woman, telling her it represents St. Patrick expelling the snakes from Ireland. The woman is not convinced, and it visually disappointed that I will not remove the shirt on the spot. She finally walks away, shaking her head, and continuing to advise me to get rid of the shirt. By this encounter, I'm certainly wishing I lived on a different planet from this woman. Unfortunately, the story does not quite end here.
Fourth Encounter: (Summer, 2022) I'm sitting in the room where we get ready for Mass, talking with one of the ministers. We get there early to set up, and it was still just us at this point. Suddenly, a woman appears in the doorway. Since it's been over 6 years at this point, and the lady had gone gray, I didn't recognize her at first. We ask her if we can help her with anything, and she suddenly walks right in (you're not supposed to do that, there's a very large sign on the door stating AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY). She stands in front of where we're sitting, and starts telling me I shouldn't wear shorts, because "Father's human." Doesn't specify which priest she's worried about (we have 2 assigned currently), just keeps repeating that I shouldn't be wearing shorts because "Father's human." I try explaining that, being summer, and we live in the desert, I wear shorts because the robes I have to wear are very hot, and if I wear pants, I will get sick from overheating (been there, done that, multiple times, almost passed out during a livestream once). In fact, just 3 weeks prior, I wore pants because the weather was stormy, and I started feeling woozy during Mass. However, before I can get more than 3 words out, the woman just asserts again that I shouldn't wear the shorts. She even starts gesturing to my reflection in the mirror (rather than actually to me), trying to get the minister to see where she's coming from. However, the minister is on my side, and also tries explaining that I'll overheat if I wear pants under the robes, but she also gets cut off with "Yes, but, Father's human." We try pointing out that due to how early I get there, I'm always robed up before the priest even gets there, so he never sees me in the shorts, but she won't hear it. Then, there's the icing on the cake. She says that she'd been meaning to "remind me" of this for several weeks, but kept forgetting, until "Jesus & Mary spoke to her last night, reminding her to remind me." That Father's human. Good to know. I often worry that the priest celebrating Mass is a robot, or an extraterrestrial. Anywho, she goes on like this for a good five minutes, before finally walking out, clearly under the impression that I'm agreeing with her not to wear shorts anymore, even though I've done nothing but reaffirm that as long as the weather is hot, I'll be wearing shorts. When I went out to light the candles, I saw she was sitting in the front row, on the left side. I joked with the minister that when I get up there at the beginning of Mass, I should hike the robe up, and sit with my legs in full view. (I didn't). It wasn't until later that I realized it was the same woman from before, the same temperament, the same demeanor, the same voice quality, etc. It had been long enough I'd almost forgotten her, but this episode brought it all back.
I haven't encountered her again since, but I keep an eye out for her. I'll do my best to avoid her. And continuing wearing shorts in the summer. Oh, and I proudly wear my Irish Skull shirt every St. Patrick's Day.

What do you do and what should I bring to my first (that I can remember) pow wow? My mom says we went to one when I was 5 but I barely remember anything but the seeing the dancers. It’s only going to be my 10 year old and I, and I’m nervous to go with just us. But if I wait for someone to join we may never go. Any advice welcome!

I (17f) cannot get over my ex (19m). I thought I was, I compartmentalize our relationship after we broke up to try and get over him and it worked. I stopped crying over him and began to stop thinking of him every day. Our relationship was far from perfect but we loved each other and were always there for each other. I ended up getting pregnant about four months into our relationship. When he found out I was pregnant he wasn’t excited but he wasn’t upset. We continued to stay together for about another 3 months after we found out I was pregnant. My father end up kicking me out so I had to leave the state to leave with my mom and he told me he didn’t want a long distance relationship so we broke up. He ended up getting back into contact with his ex, a nice lady he also got pregnant (whole other can of worms). Well as much as he told me he hated her that ended up getting engaged less than a month after he and I broke up and they got married about 3 months later. He doesn’t talk to me, he has me blocked on everything and the last conversation we had he told me he didn’t want to be in our child’s life. It broke my heart to see him say that. I know he is taken and his wife truly was so kind to me when I couldn’t reach him a while back, I wanted him to return something I had given him but again I’m blocked on everything. She and I truly don’t have any hard feelings towards each other because we he and I dated they were over and when she and he got back together he and I were over, so we’re just two girls that dated the same man at some point. We’re pretty indifferent towards each other. But my ex. Like I said before, I boxed him up in the deepest corners of my mind after he and broke up. I forced myself to focus on every fight we had and not the countless hours in each other’s arms or the “I love you’s” we’d whisper in each other’s ears while being as close as we could. I miss him. I miss his skinny body and his long af neck lol. I miss his tattoos. I miss being loved by him. I could forget and forgive everything he’s ever done if he’d just respond to my message. I’m getting induced next week and he doesn’t even know. But I’m so selfish. I know his wife is a nice woman, but I wish he would have picked me. I wish he would have withstood long distance, but that’s selfish because if he loves her then I need to respect that. I just wish, and I’ll wait. I’ll wait for him. I don’t know. I feel horrible. I love him. But it’s not fair to him, his wife, or my daughter. I just wish I wasn’t so cruel to myself and to him.

I love my mom, but I hate her sometimes. she tries her best. I’m so fucking angry at her, not just for that. But with making me move off the grid. I’m angry at how many boundaries she’s crossed, how many times I tell her I don’t wants to be in the same room while her and now ex-ish husband have sex, or that the world is ending via apocalypse. I moved out and everything was finally quiet, now she just irritates me. Everything she does irritates me. And I don’t want to feel like this be a I love my mom. But she’s so loud, and messy. I feel so selfish. I keep slipping up and telling her that I don’t think she’s a good mom (not outright but like hidden in words) and I can tell I’m making her feel bad. I don’t mean to but all I feel is rage. I want to scream. I want to smash objects. I just want to tell her how fucked up everything is but I can’t because I don’t want to hurt her. I would hate for her to find this post.

I wash them every month. I know it’s not often but I can only afford the cheap once’s and they fall apart easy. But I always wash my makeup off with a cream that gets it all off then wash my face with acne wash. I also don’t wear heavy foundation. I don’t do my eyeshadow much. Rarely do my makeup. I try to keep a somewhat healthy diet and try not to eat greasy foods. I shower pretty much everyday unless I get sweaty then everyday. Is it absolutely horrible that I only do it once a month ?

I’m 22M just graduated college and about to start a new job 1h away from my parents.
My mom and dad paid all of my expenses during college and I know I should give back but they ask very different things of me. My mom just wants to see me every few months which is great. She travels in her free time and we get to talk about her trip when she gets back.
On the other hand my dad always texts me and asks when I’m coming home. He’s very lonely and needs me to be there to keep his company. I have a sister but she won’t give him the time of day. My dad was very controlling during our childhood and he still tries to control us now. He’s had to spend hundreds of thousands on therapy for my sister and definitely a lot on my therapy as well. I’d always talk about my dad with my thera pists but he was the one paying them so they couldn’t really say anything much to him.
Because I just graduated, I have some time off to move out of my apartment and start a new job. I have about 4 weeks left and I’ll be spending part of it with my friends in Europe.
My dad really wants to go with me to Hawaii just me and him (my sister refused to come). I honestly don’t want to go snorkeling or go to the beach and I don’t think it will be fun to go on a trip with him. I went on a trip to Las Vegas with him a few months ago and we were both miserable (Vegas was not my idea).
I love my dad and I feel bad that he’s so lonely but I really don’t want go to Hawaii when I only have a couple weeks left with my friends before they all move to different states. WIBTA for cancelling the trip that my dad really wants to go on? I know I owe him for paying for my upbringing but I feel like I need some time away. I visit constantly because I only live an hour away.

My LO has been colic since the day we brought her home. She’s 3 months 3 weeks old now. I’m not talking about a couple hours crying colic, I’m talking all day long scream until she loses her voice. We have tried absolutely everything. Gas drops every feed, colic calm, gripe water. I have eliminated everything from my diet and pretty much eat grilled chicken, carrots and green beans for every meal. We tried nutramigen and pure amino. We bounce, we use a warmie on her tummy, she doesn’t take a paci but uses me as one. She recently started daycare 3 days a week, but I still have to fill the other two days with family. One of the family members said she was too hard to take care of and called me to come get her 30 minutes after dropping her off. We just started with a new family member who said she ended up praying over her because she didn’t know what else to. I guess I’m here to say I’m really tired. Then I get this overwhelming mom guilt for complaining because I love her and I never want her to feel like I don’t. I wish I could afford to stay home with her but I cannot. And none of our friends with kids understand how intense it is because they never had to deal with colic. It’s all so overwhelming, we thought it was going to be over by now.

I’ll preface this by saying I know I’m a bad person for not telling her but there’s a lot more context to it
There’s too many layers to explain but I need some sort advice because I’ll be leaving my household for uni soon and the thought of never telling her the truth is too heartless to bear.
On the other hand it would ruin a 26 year marriage (loveless for the past like 5 years) make it the second time my mom is divorced and ruin her financially not to mention the married woman he is cheating on her with has an 8 year old daughters life I don’t want to ruin, it would cause my dad to lose his job (and hers)
After finding out neither me nor my brother have known how to approach the situation and I still currently live with them
My mom will probably hate me for not telling her for so long in addition
Ask questions and I’ll provide more context I don’t really know how to approach talking about something like this

2 of my molar next to each other have root canals done and are crowned.
The smaller one had RC done many years ago and for some reason halfway through.
The bigger one had RC re-done 2 times (3 RC total).
I’ve been wearing Invisalign for about a year, had cleaning every 4-6 months.
On Sunday I ate something hot and sweets (as usual). Brushed my teeth, swished with peroxide solution, went to bed. In the middle of the night I woke up from pain.
Took Tylenol, brushed and swished teeth again and the pain was almost gone. Starting Monday morning, this has been repeating every 3-4 hours.
At its peak the pain shoots to my ear.
My ortho said to wait a week, because teeth are moving and this can happen. But I went to regular dentist anyways (can’t stand pain).
He did x rays, they didn’t show anything new. He asked me to but on a swab and concluded it was the smaller tooth and it needed re-doing the RC.
I came home, tried biting on a swab in front of a mirror and it’s definitely a bigger tooth. But it already had 3 RC and nothing new on x ray.
I am debating between waiting some more (like ortho said) or making an appt with micro endodontics asap.
Opinions?

Me 20F and this guy I met around 2 or more years ago 19M really hit it off first time we met. His mom had recently passed and honestly displayed many signs of being mentally ill. He wanted to try and get together with me after seeing me after a few weeks and i eventually said yes, he changed his mind a few days later and this was a cycle that ultimately continued throughout our relationship where he would supposedly have feelings for me, then take them back and say we’re better off as friends.
Me and him are a bit older now and we both do have some baggage between ourselves and our relationship and we both have put in our own effort to fix things or adjust to each others needs. Lately though it’s been just me having feelings it seems like. He will be down to sleep with me and refuses it’s anything else. Fine, he’s using my body. But something I just can’t seem to wrap my head around is all the time we spend together and how it goes. I feel like we basically go out on dates together, he’s always trying to flirt or tease me, when we talk even through disagreement it’s never boring, we can talk easily for hours on difficult or light topics and even doing nothing we just sit and watch tv together. He’s always told me he wants love from me, or he’ll tease me and try to hug me or pretend like he’s jealous over other guys??? He’s said it himself we’re like a married couple and I just don’t understand how there could possibly be nothing between us at all. How he could possible not feel a single thing other than friendship.
At this point it’s killing me. He’s leaving to the Marines soon and I don’t think he understands how much that will change my world. I just want to be able to see him a lot more and I just want to have him prioritize me the way I do him. It just feels throughout everything me and him have been through, and where we are now, that at this point I wonder if I’m delusional, I wonder if I’m imagining these scenarios in my head and he really feels nothing at all. I’m considering just blocking him again and calling everything off but I’ve never been able to successfully do so, so far I’ve been going along as his friend knowing, he knows how I feel and I do it because I truly believe we make each other happy, and being his friend may be the only thing I ever get with him. So idk, advice please.