Love languages test printable

I (27M) don’t care enough to write up an entire backstory about how we met and how the ex was, the whole entire point of the function this happened in in the first place. frankly I’ve never met him. I’ve only gotten a description. Where he grew up. His race (West African), his rough age (22-24M), his interests, other personal stuff. Never liked the idea of him with the way she spoke about him.
I see him at the function, recognize him immediately. He approaches my girlfriend (25F) and starts trying to explain a bunch of things, but he doesn’t say everything. Then she goes “It’s fine, if you want to talk to me you can say it around him.” Then he starts going into detail, apologizing about things I don’t even remember anymore. He keeps rambling and wasting our time so I ask him “What are you even talking to us for?”
He says something like “I just wanted you to listen, I guess. Thank you.” Then walked off. Then my girlfriend eggs him on with “This is why we broke up”, he comes back and they start arguing, she says he’s anti social and plain creepy. He and her start on more stuff I don’t care enough to remember but I do remember him saying she loved to “Create artificial problems”.
They keep yelling, he gets upset about something then starts leaving. She follows him and keeps yelling at him, but stops eventually.
Today, she’s upset with me because she feels I didn’t do enough to defend her. I really don’t know what I was supposed to do in that situation, and the most I got out of her was to have “Taught him a lesson”
A lesson in what, in thinking. I’ve lived that kind of life, but this dude seemed like the most toothless, chinless, non threatening dude I’ve ever met. And he knew that. Regardless of whether or not he’s a creep like she says, he either studied up and aced that test, or someone already taught him that lesson, one way or another. All I had to do was be present and anything he would have done if he were that kind of person he wouldn’t do.
I say “I’ll talk to him” and she runs off like she wants me to jump him. No, I’ll just talk to him to make sure he doesn’t cause any problems. No! She says. That’s not enough! Teach him a lesson!
I need an outsider’s opinion on this.

Why is the Chinese placement test not open although other languages such as French, Spanish, etc. are? My new student registration is coming up, and I can’t take the LOTE placement test before it at all, so I don’t know what to do.

This is my take on how to make a NERF RAMPAGE PRO X (Half length) Pro LvL PRIMARY w/ an Average FPS of 125-130 with a 9kg Spring & Integrated Worker PCAR & requires NO SHELL CUTTING!!!!!
Took the concept of Alternative_Cap_277 (Nerfreddit) Rampage X concept and made my own Conversion kit turning the Rampage into a PRO LvL PRIMARY for Half Length (Straight Talon Mags)
My Conversion Kit contains multiple 3D printed parts that can be used with other standard Worker Mod products to achieve a Pro lvl Build
3D printer build volume required is only 100mm W x 120mm L x 100mm H
I have attached the build guide which explains all of the 3D parts needed and how to install.
Listed in the guide are the other required purchased parts needed to complete the kit (most mod'ers may already have some of this stuff lying around).

• (estimated cost $30 +Barrel from Worker Mods or $25 +Barrel from Out of Darts)

After Initial testing my reinforced Sled is handling the 9kg spring well. I did not slamfire it 100 times in a row to stress test it neither. But under normal priming and plinking the sled shows no wear or tear!
Feeding can be a little finnicky, due to remove the guide finger from the 3D bolt/pusher. If anyone has a clever way to achieve a smoother more consistent feeding system I would love to hear their ideas.
ALL FILES AND THE GUIDE ARE UP ON PRINTABLES
https://www.printables.com/model/887577-nerf-rampage-pro-x-half-length-conversion-kit-3d-p

My (30m) ex boyfriend has been nothing but disrespectful to me (26f) during our entire relationship. He had said things in my opinion that are unforgivable to me. He has also been physical with me before. I planned on leaving him after my son was born. We started dating when I was 19 and broke up shortly after my son was born. I was 22.
However I had trouble managing childcare and working at the same time. I missed out on bonding with my child because I was working so I could provide us with a better future. He was in college full time when my son was born and didn’t contribute to his life at all besides occasional babysitting until my son started going to a private preschool.
He has always told me he has “evidence” against me if I try to take him to court for child support. I never wanted to because as someone who worked in payroll I know they’re not very high and I could just make more money instead of taking the time to bring him to court.
Recently I have gone back to college to get my degree. It was impossible for me to work and go to school. I’ve always had money saved so I have been fine taking time off work to rest and prioritize school and my child.
My ex boyfriend has been delusional about my situation and when I asked if he could watch my son at his house he flipped out and had me arrested for slightly bumping into him when he was making sexual advances towards me which I rejected. I have lost all feelings for him during my pregnancy and in the infancy stage of my son’s life.
He filed a restraining order and took temporary custody of my son and put I’m unfit parent for not working. He also denies ever being physical towards me and put that I was the one who was threatening him all these years.
It has been hard raising a toddler by myself and being a full time student. I have plenty of job opportunities so I’m not worried about going back to work.
It feels like my ex boyfriend is bullying me because he feels insecure about not being able to provide for me and my son. He also seems mentally incompetent by refusing to acknowledge his aggressive behavior and gaslighting my entire pregnancy and newborn experience.
I also respect myself and never told anyone about his abusive behavior out of fear of being invalidated and the negative connotations for survivors.
I love my son and want nothing but the best for him. He has never been away from me this long and told me he would rather stay with mommy over daddy. There is also a language barrier between his mother and my son so I know he’s not getting the proper care he needs.
Ever since this event has happened my son has had more temper tantrums and it’s hard for me to parent him.
On the day of the court hearing my son was throwing a tantrum. I was running late so I decided to drop him off at preschool instead of bringing him with me to the courthouse. I have not done anything since this started 2 months ago to change the custody situation.
Am I the asshole for letting my son stay with his father’s delusional family?

Okay fellow humans, I’m kind of at a crossroads here and I need some advice… So lately some stuff went down with my roommate and her boyfriend and on a night of drinking she showed me and my boyfriend the screenshots of the conversations between her boyfriend and another female(s). I saw some things like “you get me soaked” and him calling her baby which honestly made my red flag radar start going off. I didn’t really pay attention to the time stamps or when the conversation happened but all I know is that if you’re in a relationship you shouldn’t be talking to other people like that, and I told my roommate those exact words. She also went to my boyfriend to talk about it as well and I’m pretty sure he told her the same thing. After that we continued having a good time together and went on with the night having fun as a little family. The next day (Mothers Day) my boyfriend and I were leaving to go see our beloved mamas, as I was walking out the door my roommates boyfriend stopped me to talk to me about last night. He looked at me and started with “First I want to clarify that those screenshots she showed you were old and happened before we started dating, she likes to show stuff like that when she’s drunk.” I was honestly speechless… the questions running through my head in that moment were “why are you trying to justify yourself with me right now?” And “If you already talked about it before with her why are you trying to talk to me?” Of course I didn’t ask those out loud but I just kind of gave him a glare, and I said “alright man” and walked out the door, mind you when he told me that his body language was off and fidgety AND she has never even showed us stuff like that before the previous times we got drunk together. When my roommate and her boyfriend talked about the screenshots… he said he was doing it for “money” because they were in a tight spot, at the time both of them were unemployed. But I smelt total bullshit with that excuse. There’s other ways to get money in a more honest way, I know getting hired and finding a new job is hard but talking to other women who aren’t even sugar mama age is a little sketchy to me, don’t you think? My boyfriend and I honestly were getting restless about the whole situation because we had a strong feeling he was lying right to her and our face. Later we came back home from the domains of our lovely mothers, I didn’t really want to talk to my roommates boyfriend so I went straight upstairs to take a shower while my boyfriend conversed with them downstairs. From what my boyfriend explained to me, he talked to them about the situation and they were allegedly on good terms and roommates boyfriend deleted/blocked all the girls he was talking to, he even let my boyfriend look through his phone to show proof. But there was more evidence of one more girl in his phone that wasn’t deleted, a girl under the name “Fggt😁😁” my boyfriend found a text from him to her saying “Be mine😍😍😍😍” HOW ARE YOU GOING TO TELL YOUR GIRL YOU BLOCKED EVERYONE AND STILL HAVE ONE LEFT?! The date of the text was from April 15, 2023… My roommate and her boyfriend have been together for the past 3 years… ummmm RED FLAG. My boyfriend didn’t say anything about what he found and handed the phone back. Later that week my boyfriend and I planned on talking to my roommate alone when her boyfriend was at work, and that’s what we did. About two or three days ago we pulled her outside to express our concerns, my boyfriend and I have both been in relationships with shitty people so we know how it feels to be cheated on so it was with good intentions and we were just trying to look out for her. My boyfriend told her to just keep an eye out and proceed with caution. I’m a very straightforward person with my feelings so I told her something similar but I also told her that I don’t really trust him anymore and that he might keep this behavior up and get sloppy about it in the future.. When we came back inside we again clarified that we are watching out for her and we are on her side. We also told her that if shit hits the fan with her relationship, we will be on her side 100% she was willing to listen to us and respected our opinion which we were grateful for. But then yesterday or maybe the day before I’m not too sure cause my perception of time sucks, me, my boyfriend, our best friend, and my roommates little brother were all having a good time drawing really stupid pictures of each other on the fridge, as a JOKE. Then my roommate and her boyfriend came downstairs and the vibe in the room totally shifted to complete tension, her boyfriend was visibly upset or irritated, standing in the corner with his arms crossed and just glaring at us (me, bf, best friend). We looked at him and tried showing him the drawing of him to get a laugh out of him but he was just stone face and not happy at all. We tried asking him what’s wrong but all we got was the silent treatment, which we didn’t really care. But he was being salty which ruined the vibe in the room so my boyfriend and I just went upstairs cause we didn’t want to be around a sourpuss. We didn’t know why he was upset, but my boyfriend and I assumed that our roommate told him about what we said to her and now he’s mad about it. Was it wrong to express or worry to her? Are we the as*holes for not wanting our friend to get hurt? I need some advice. What do ya’ll think about this??

I (26F) and my boyfriend (24M) have been doing LDR for about a year and a half now from different countries. I currently live by myself in a quiet quant US beach town that iv had the pleasure of living in for 10 years. To say I LOVE it here, is an understatement. He lives with his parents/family in the EU. After a year he decided it was time for us to make moves to live together because neither of us can stand the distance if it were up to us.
My job allows me to work from wherever I want so it makes more sense for me to move to his country which is absolutely no problem for me. Im actually really excited about it. When I fly and I land in his country/city I feel the same love and excitement I do when I land where I live.
In Europe things move so slow(paperwork wise IYKYK) and we put in with this apartment company 6 months ago in the beginning of December. The plan was to move out of my apartment, move in with my parents for a few months until we hear from the apartment company. I never loved this idea as I havent lived home in 10 years. My parents/family are wonderful and we are tight knit but I never thought at my age Id move back in with them. I dont want to, but was willing to thinking we would have an update relatively soon.
My lease where I live ends in July, but they need to know if I am renewing by May 30th(10 days from today). Im really torn on what to do because of course the only thing I want right now is to close the distance between him and I, but it feels silly of me to get rid of my apartment when theres nothing to move into yet. Not only is there nothing to move in to but no update or ANYTHING about if we are approved or where we are in the process after SIX MONTHS!
Today I brought up the idea to him that maybe they will let me sign a 6 month lease so that will buy us time. He got mad and can barely even have a real conversation with me. Iv been telling him for MONTHS that I would really appreciate if he can make calls/appointments to try going to the office on his day off to see if he can speak with someone who can give us the slightest clue as to where we are at in this process. So now after I mentioned the 6 month lease thing he’s going on about how he made so much of an “effort” to try to figure this out and make appointments with the company to see whats going on. I believe he really has tried but never was able to actually get in with them or whatever. And I tell him that I appreciate him trying but to protect my happiness, i think 6 more months wouldn’t be a bad idea. He cant understand why I would do this, and I cant understand why this is a problem?
I understand its a lot of pressure on him to make this work but because I am moving to HIS country, where I do not speak the language, he does have to step up and be the one to work things out with the company. I told him so many times how appreciated it is and if I can do ANYTHING to take any load off of him to let me know. Its just- to me it seems like he’s not doing ENOUGH and he has no sense of urgency for this situation as Im about to lose my apartment because he cant go down there on his day off to figure things out. This is my life we are talking about and he doesn’t seem to even care. Does it not click that I am literally moving across the pond for him?
AITA for wanting to sign my lease for 6 more months just to see where things go? AITA for thinking he just isn’t doing enough to make this work?

I (31 f) live in the states and would love to move abroad. I would like to go to Canada, Ireland, England, or Holland. Open to other places as well, just limited with language barriers! I have no idea how to even start the process and I know it’ll be different with every place, but I want to leave so bad. I have my bachelors degree and work experience in HR and other fields. I am open to doing literally anything though to get me out of here! Anyone who has done it, let me know! Thank you!!

Being an indecisive person, I'm struggling to finalise a fun Ork army. I've been forming plans, but there's too many Ork units I find really cool. I'm looking for a few pointers to narrow things down and make a final plan so I know what models to buys after my current project.
There's 2 army types I particularly like due to the units they favour (considering I'm trying to include the combat patrol I finally finished):
Dread mob - My main goal is to have 3 Deff Dreads (having 2 kitbashed so each dread is different), with 3 Meks to buff them up as I really like the big, stompy walkers. I also like the Morkanaught to carry my armoured Warboss + Meganobz. It's hard to squeeze much more in after including those and the essentials (Boyz + Gretchin).
I'd like to include stuff like killa kanz, lootas, big mekz, or even large blobs of shoota (maybe melee) boyz with a big mek in battle wagons. So many expensive options, but I don't know what I'd like to include as I can't use all these together due to cost.
Bully Boyz - I like the flexibility of the unit types you can use due to being able to use many warbosses. In particular, I'd love to use beast snaggas/squighogs while still remaining fairly flexible to use other unit types (e.g. Warbikers with a Wartrike). I love beast snaggas as I got back into the hobbying side of things when they were revealed; plus they just look badass.
I could even try a meme battle shock build for a few of them. I'd use a Wurrboy to confrazzle a unit, and then attack with a beastboss with the Big Gob enhancement to cause nasty battle shock tests.

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Chapter 20
The lecture was supposed to be on Rationality 101, apparently not for Newcomers only. Serene was there to have her back but G was having a hard time focusing.
The boring black uniform more fitting for a hotel receptionist defaced the godlike beauty standing in front of a huge screen. Gentry couldn’t believe her eyes: this was the man she had her hands on a little while ago?
No, it couldn’t be.
It had been just an avatar, too perfect in its unblemished visage, too pure for this world. Yet the man whose face she remembered as if it was etched on the back of her eyelids, who she’d been constantly thinking about, who her hands itched to snatch, was standing right there, in the flesh.
Back in the dreamy simulated world she caught herself thinking that a trim waist like this couldn’t anatomically work on a human, yet here he was: a towering spread of fit shoulders perfectly balanced above the flexible whip of his midsection. The light-grey eyes that betrayed every movement of his pupils were as real as the ones that reflected the mock moon during her test. Below them lay the sharp slope of the cheekbones one could cut themselves on.
The only thing a bit different, apart from the outfit choice, was the young god’s hair. In the simulation, it was flowing and probably too long to be practical. This person’s mane was much shorter and fell down his neck in a neat ponytail, tastefully tamed with a single hairpin.
She had to get her hands on this treasure.
He was making last minute preparations for the lecture, looking through the papers on the desk, dark strands framing his face, light grey eyes sharp in careful concentration.
Professor Q, huh.
He said this was his name, and so did the note on the lecture hall door.
She was sure it was the man who had melted in her arms making the most delicious sounds a male throat could produce.
Had he recognised her?
Unlikely.
At the time of the simulation session, she didn’t have a camera that could pick up her facial features but just to be on the safe side, she decided to go by “G” in his class. There were bound to be lots of people with a name starting with a G, right? What would be the odds it was this particular newcomer that Q had tested that would end up in his class?
The man finally lifted his eyes at the audience and a gentle smile momentarily graced his features before disappearing as if he didn’t see someone he’d expected to.
The holoboard on the wall behind him obediently lit up following his nonchalant gesture. Gentry found it annoying that one needed a pair of special glasses to see all the augmented reality stuff and really navigate the city but again, with Sereen’s help she had more or less gotten used to it in the couple of days she had to deal with the necessities like settling down, getting food and finding her way around Ashtapada.
Still, could they use a piece of chalk or, at least, a marker to write on the board? No need to show off your Fully Automated Luxury Space Communism tech just to write a couple of notes on the board!
On second thought, high-tech-crazy or not, if this city brought up men like this one, she would definitely do her best to stay here to… reap the benefits!
They took a desk next to a huge clear floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the winter garden.
“Professor Q seems a little distracted today,” Sereen said, swiftly tapping a couple of buttons on G’s wrist to show her how to confirm that she was attending the lecture. “He’s usually much more chatty and friendly. I wonder what got into him.”
“Is he?” Gentry responded with an artificial air of indifference. “I just hope he’s more open to a discussion than that Poe guy.”
“He is! And Professor Poe isn’t that bad,” Sereen reprimanded before chuckling a little — since his little secret became known to students, he became known as Holopoe. “Just wait and see, it’s gonna be a blast. Q’s lectures are always very engaging.”
It proved to be utter bullshit.
After fiddling with the symbols on the interactive screen for ten minutes into the class, students getting more and more agitated behind his back, the lecturer seemed to give up. Turning back to the audience, he absentmindedly nodded to a couple of people in the lecture hall and sighed with a painfully fake smile.
“For today’s class, we are going to need to read a certain extract from a book,” he said, tone apologetic for some reason, but it solidified G’s conviction that she already knew this person. “I’ve just sent it to each of your wristcomms. We’ll have some quiet time and read it by ourselves, alright?”
“Reading from the comm?” Sereen mumbled to herself. “Couldn’t he just print them out?”
The rest of the students’ grumbles showed that they shared her disappointment. Q could only hopelessly smile again before returning to his work on the board.
Reading from the little semi-transparent screens was indeed torture. Quickly giving up on trying to awkwardly use gestures for scrolling through the text, she looked out of the window to entertain herself with the garden outside. From the modest height they were sitting at, the people below were quite discernible, partly hidden by the greenery, spread here and there in small groups and pairs. Gentry longed to be there, too. What was the use of being here with the most attractive person in the whole world if the only thing she could see was his back?
Well, the back didn’t look half bad, if she was honest, and what was below also pleased the eye.
But still. It would soon bore even the most easily entertained.
Her gaze fell to a small clearing where a lone male figure was sitting, writing something in a notebook. By the looks of it, the notebook was a real paper-made thing without the bells and whistles usual for Ashtapada. The next thing G noticed was a pair of slender legs, barefoot, stretched to dip the toes into the clear water of the artificial stream.
God bless the urban designers of this place!
The figure lifted the head and in an inconceivably graceful motion, swung the long blond bangs away from the face.
G straightened her back. Was it... Ok, maybe Q was the most handsome man she’d seen in her life but this... This was the younger boy she’d noticed a couple of days back, the one in a plaid skirt, shamelessly flirting with everyone within reach. Today, he wasn’t wearing one but the blue jeans hugging his thighs, rolled up almost to the knees, presented a picture just as tantalizing. Even with the hair was a completely different colour, even though the half-up, half-down style kept his face hidden, she was absolutely certain it was the same person.
Just you wait, young beauty, as soon as this “lecture” was over, your princess in shining armour was coming to pick you up!
Suddenly snapping out of the dull weariness, she turned on the auglasses S helped her obtain earlier and tapped away on her comm screen.
What a chance to give the local text sharing feature a go!
“The garden is pretty, but with a blossom like you, it is truly breathtaking. I wonder if anyone has picked this sweet flower or if anyone dares to,” she typed a cheesy note and folded the message into a neat 3D figurine of an origami paper crane with her fingers in the air.
Was S watching? Screw it, even if she was, she couldn’t read the message with her glasses off, right?
Carefully aiming the device at the lone figure, she launched the crane downwards, and it fluttered like a weightless butterfly in spirals, through the glass and right into the young man’s lap, not disturbing the notebook pages. He started at first at the intrusion but then turned his own glasses on and unfolded the message. A shy smile appeared on his plump lips, and he looked flattered, turning his head around to see if the sender was in sight. Catching no one, he typed something below the initial message and deftly folded it back into a crane that, to G’s surprise, flew directly at her, in uneven spirals along the wall. The man traced it with a smile, propping himself back on his arms, his whole slim body and face on full display now.
God, was he good-looking.
Easily passing the physical border of the glass again, the crane crashed into Gentry’s wristcomm, dutifully delivering the message and betraying her tactical position at the same time. An amused kind of surprise showed on the young man’s face and he waved at her to show that she had been exposed. She waved back, trying to look nonchalant but probably failing miserably.
Very smooth, G, way to go.
The message read, “Is a flower only good for looking at? Not this one.”
Oooh, this boy was playing with fire!
“Hey, G,” Sereen nudged. “Have you finished reading?”
“Mm? Oh, yeah.” Gentry lied easily. She had skimmed the first couple of paragraphs and was sure she’d be able to come up with something if asked.
“Done everybody?” the deep gentle voice called from the holoboard and G’s attention snapped back to the dignified face.
The class murmured affirmatively.
“I’m sorry today’s lecture isn’t as fun as usual,” he admitted. “I must say I’m still unsure how to approach such complex topic as this one. But with your help, I hope we’ll figure it out.”
Everyone seemed to perk up.
“You just read an extract on paradoxes,” Q went on. “And you might be wondering why we are raising a philosophical topic on a rational thinking course.”
“There you go,” Sereen whispered. “He’s back to normal!”
G humphed. This did seem interesting. Was it a good idea to read the extract after all?
Q continued, “In the text, you might have encountered the definition of a paradox. Would anyone explain it with their own words?”
A raised hand and the lecturer’s nod brought some courageous soul to their feet.
“It’s when you start with the correct premises, use consistent logic but wind up with an impossible conclusion,” they said. “There are three types: falsidical, veridical and antimony-type, which are...”
“Correct,” Q smiled and nodded the person back down. It was a smile worth starting a thousand wars over.
“Now there’s a reason why I asked you to read about them. Why do you think people have been fascinated with paradoxes for such a long time?”
S raised her hand and received a kind invitation.
“I might be wrong,” she said. “But it seems that they point at the limitations of our thinking, things that seem rational but in fact aren’t. We feel that with our all-conquering logic we can solve any puzzle but it’s not always the case. Right?”
“This is very insightful,” the teacher confirmed. “It is believed by many that what’s rational is true and therefore what rationality cannot explain must be false.”
“I definitely know someone who would die on that hill,” Gentry grumbled under her breath.
“I’m sorry?” Q asked. “Is there something you wanted to add... sorry, I don’t know your name?”
Still half mad with professor Poe, Gentry stood up. “It’s G, I’m a Newcomer. I was saying how a human mind can fool itself into thinking it knows what it looks at as long as it makes sense. But in reality, it’s not there, like the sky.”
That was the only thing she remembered from that last lecture! She felt the tips of her ears heat up but the kind and considering look on Q’s face showed her gamble paid off.
“These are very insightful observations, G, why don’t we try exploring them together?” — he waived her to sit down and turned back to the class — “Five minutes to discuss how paradoxes might reveal the weaknesses of rational thinking. Send your answers to the board when you’re done.”
“Whoa, daring as usual,” Sereen smiled. “I knew you’d enjoy his class.”
“Now, consider these two questions,” Q said to another student who stood up at his hand wave. “If an unstoppable force meets an indestructible object, what is going to happen?”
The person seemed to contemplate it for a while and the teacher didn’t rush him.
“Isn’t it one of those which are impossible to solve because the existence of the one automatically disproves the existence of the other?”
Q nodded, “Correct. The second one about the barber in a small town is of the same sort. Sereen?”
S stood up too, “The one that shaves all and only men that don’t shave themselves?”
“Yes,” he confirmed. “At first, a premise like this seems perfectly reasonable, doesn’t it?”
“It does,” S responded, somewhat rashly. “But it’s clear that a barber like this cannot exist.”
“Wait, really?” Gentry whispered as Q nodded in satisfaction and urged her friend to go on.
“Yes, if we ask ourselves if this barber shaves himself. If he doesn’t, then he is part of the group which he does shave that do not shave themselves, but if he is in this group, then he does shave himself which makes it impossible for him to be this barber by definition.”
While the rest of the class was catching up with the logic, Q’s smile got only wider, more inviting.
“What does it tell us about the nature of the premise then?” he asked.
“That although it seems that it sounds logical on the surface, it is in fact nonsense and we don’t even need to hear the rest of the riddle to discard it completely,” S concluded.
The man chuckled.
“Well, I wouldn’t be that brash, to be honest, but on balance, you’re right,” he said. “If you stay after the lecture, I might recommend a couple of books on the topic. Your Newcomer friend is welcome to stay, too.”
G put up the best of the aloof fronts, “I’d be happy to, Professor.”
“Q is fine,” he smiled again and went on addressing the rest of the class that immediately exploded into a heated discussion.
***
“Basically, what I think we’re supposed to learn from this,” S concluded after a while, standing up so that everyone could hear her. “Is that before applying rationality, we have to make sure that all the premises we are dealing with are in fact realistic. Otherwise, there is no way rational thinking will help us.”
“Excellently put, as always,” Q applauded. “I’d love to see if everyone agrees or has something else to add to the discussion but our time is up. Feel free to write me a letter with your reflections on the topic.”
As interesting as the class was, the urge to leave the premises as soon as the teacher dismissed everyone seemed to be universal and applicable even to the Ashtapadans.
“I have to go now,” Sereen said. “Text you later, ok?” And with a reciprocal nod to Q, disappeared in the doors, joining the rest of the students.
Sadly, she couldn’t recall what they were talking about after the lecture, nor what titles Professor recommended for some home reading. She just hoped she didn’t make a fool of herself.
What Gentry did remember though was that after Q left as well and she came up to the panoramic window, Sereen and the mysterious flower boy were leaving the garden together. And it was hard not to notice that her new friend took off her wristcomm before they took off, and hid it in the tall grass.

I’ve been doing a lot of research on autism lately (shocker I know /s). I had been suspecting that I had it for years now; ever since my best friend told me about her diagnosis. After carefully considering and reconsidering the signs, taking multiple (and I mean multiple) informal tests and questionnaires, and even speaking with my therapist about it, I’ve all but formally confirmed that I am autistic. Even as I write this, I notice it as I keep having to go back rewriting and rewriting to make sure I get my language and grammar exactly correct because I have a very hard time putting my thoughts into words. Despite all this, I still can’t help but doubt myself; I often wonder if it’s really just all in my head. The reason is because I feel like it can be very inconsistent sometimes.
Example time! I’ve been working as a cake decorator in a small bakery for the past three years. I love baking, pastry arts, and decorating cakes in general and I started out this job absolutely loving every second of it. The kitchen can get pretty noisy at times with the ovens and freezer whirring, baking trays clanking, the mixers running, and my coworkers and I often enjoying music from our speaker as we work. Usually this isn’t much of a problem for me. I’ve had my days where the noise can bother me a little, but I’m usually able to shake it off. Recently, however, I’ve been having a much harder time with it. Today was the worst it’s ever been. All of the noises I listed before, things that usually don’t bother me much, REALLY bothered me today. I wanted so badly to scream and cry for someone to turn the music or the ovens off. But I couldn’t, I had to finish my job as quickly as I could so that I could go scream in my car. This had me so confused. I honestly don’t really know exactly why it bothered me so much today. It made me realize that there are definitely inconsistencies in my sensory issues sometimes. Could all of this just be in my head? I’m having serious doubts here.

Here are all of the relevant keywords/abbreviations for the CompTIA sec+ exam.
Comment below if you have any questions, if I made a mistake, or if I missed something!
AAA: Authentication, Authorization, and Accounting ABAC: Attribute-Based Access Control ACL: Access Control List AD: Active Directory AES: Advanced Encryption Standard AES256: Advanced Encryption Standard with a key size of 256 bits AH: Authentication Header AI: Artificial Intelligence AIS: Automated Information System ALE: Annual Loss Expectancy AP: Access Point API: Application Programming Interface APT: Advanced Persistent Threat ARO: Annualized Rate of Occurrence ARP: Address Resolution Protocol ASLR: Address Space Layout Randomization ASP: Application Service Provider ATT&CK: Adversarial Tactics, Techniques, and Common Knowledge AUP: Acceptable Use Policy AV: Antivirus BASH: Bourne Again Shell BCP: Business Continuity Plan BGP: Border Gateway Protocol BIA: Business Impact Analysis BIOS: Basic Input/Output System BPA: Business Process Automation BPDU: Bridge Protocol Data Unit BSSID: Basic Service Set Identifier BYOD: Bring Your Own Device CA: Certificate Authority CAPTCHA: Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart CAR: Corrective Action Report CASB: Cloud Access Security Broker CBC: Cipher Block Chaining CBT: Computer-Based Training CCMP: Counter Mode with Cipher Block Chaining Message Authentication Code Protocol CCTV: Closed-Circuit Television CERT: Computer Emergency Response Team CFB: Cipher Feedback CHAP: Challenge-Handshake Authentication Protocol CIO: Chief Information Officer CIRT: Computer Incident Response Team CIS: Center for Internet Security CMS: Content Management System CN: Common Name COOP: Continuity of Operations COPE: Corporate-Owned, Personally-Enabled CP: Control Plane CRC: Cyclic Redundancy Check CRL: Certificate Revocation List CSA: Cloud Security Alliance CSIRT: Computer Security Incident Response Team CSO: Chief Security Officer CSP: Cloud Service Provider CSR: Certificate Signing Request CSRF: Cross-Site Request Forgery CSU: Central Service Unit CTM: Content Threat Management CTO: Chief Technology Officer CVE: Common Vulnerabilities and Exposures CVSS: Common Vulnerability Scoring System CYOD: Choose Your Own Device DAC: Discretionary Access Control DBA: Database Administrator DDoS: Distributed Denial of Service DEP: Data Execution Prevention DER: Distinguished Encoding Rules DES: Data Encryption Standard DHCP: Dynamic Host Configuration Protocol DHE: Diffie-Hellman Ephemeral DKIM: DomainKeys Identified Mail DLL: Dynamic Link Library DLP: Data Loss Prevention DMARC: Domain-based Message Authentication, Reporting, and Conformance DNT: Do Not Track DNS: Domain Name System DNSSEC: Domain Name System Security Extensions DoS: Denial of Service DPO: Data Protection Officer DRP: Disaster Recovery Plan DSA: Digital Signature Algorithm DSL: Digital Subscriber Line EAP: Extensible Authentication Protocol ECB: Electronic Codebook ECC: Elliptic Curve Cryptography ECDHE: Elliptic Curve Diffie-Hellman Ephemeral ECDSA: Elliptic Curve Digital Signature Algorithm EDR: Endpoint Detection and Response EFS: Encrypting File System EIP: Enterprise Information Portal EOL: End of Life EOS: End of Support ERP: Enterprise Resource Planning ESN: Electronic Serial Number ESP: Encapsulating Security Payload ESSID: Extended Service Set Identifier FACL: File Access Control List FDE: Full Disk Encryption FIM: File Integrity Monitoring FPGA: Field-Programmable Gate Array FRR: Fast Reroute FTP: File Transfer Protocol FTPS: FTP Secure GCM: Galois/Counter Mode GDPR: General Data Protection Regulation GPG: GNU Privacy Guard GPO: Group Policy Object GPS: Global Positioning System GPU: Graphics Processing Unit GRE: Generic Routing Encapsulation HA: High Availability HDD: Hard Disk Drive HIDS: Host-based Intrusion Detection System HIPS: Host-based Intrusion Prevention System HMAC: Keyed-Hash Message Authentication Code HOTP: HMAC-based One-Time Password HSM: Hardware Security Module HSMaaS: Hardware Security Module as a Service HTML: Hypertext Markup Language HTTP: Hypertext Transfer Protocol HTTPS: Hypertext Transfer Protocol Secure HVAC: Heating, Ventilation, and Air Conditioning IaaS: Infrastructure as a Service IAM: Identity and Access Management ICMP: Internet Control Message Protocol ICS: Industrial Control System IDEA: International Data Encryption Algorithm IDF: Intermediate Distribution Frame IdP: Identity Provider IDS: Intrusion Detection System IPS: Intrusion Prevention System IEEE: Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers IKE: Internet Key Exchange IM: Instant Messaging IMAP4: Internet Message Access Protocol version 4 IoC: Indicator of Compromise IoT: Internet of Things IP: Internet Protocol IPSec: Internet Protocol Security IR: Incident Response IRC: Internet Relay Chat IRP: Incident Response Plan ISA: Interconnection Security Agreement ISFW: Integrated Security and Firewalls ISO: International Organization for Standardization ISP: Internet Service Provider ISSO: Information Systems Security Officer ITCP: Information Technology Contingency Plan IV: Initialization Vector KDC: Key Distribution Center KEK: Key Encryption Key L2TP: Layer 2 Tunneling Protocol LAN: Local Area Network LDAP: Lightweight Directory Access Protocol LEAP: Lightweight Extensible Authentication Protocol MaaS: Monitoring as a Service MAC: Media Access Control MAM: Mobile Application Management MAN: Metropolitan Area Network MBR: Master Boot Record MD5: Message Digest Algorithm 5 MDF: Main Distribution Frame MDM: Mobile Device Management MFA: Multi-Factor Authentication MFD: Multi-Function Device MFP: Multi-Function Printer ML: Machine Learning MMS: Multimedia Messaging Service MOA: Memorandum of Agreement MOU: Memorandum of Understanding MPLS: Multiprotocol Label Switching MSA: Master Service Agreement MSP: Managed Service Provider MSSP: Managed Security Service Provider MTBF: Mean Time Between Failures MTTF: Mean Time To Failure MTTR: Mean Time To Repair MTU: Maximum Transmission Unit NAC: Network Access Control NAT: Network Address Translation NDA: Non-Disclosure Agreement NFC: Near Field Communication NFV: Network Functions Virtualization NGFW: Next-Generation Firewall NG-SWG: Next-Generation Secure Web Gateway NIC: Network Interface Card NIDS: Network Intrusion Detection System NIPS: Network Intrusion Prevention System NIST: National Institute of Standards and Technology NOC: Network Operations Center NTFS: New Technology File System NTLM: New Technology LAN Manager NTP: Network Time Protocol OCSP: Online Certificate Status Protocol OID: Object Identifier OS: Operating System OAI: OpenID Authentication OSINT: Open Source Intelligence OSPF: Open Shortest Path First OT: Operational Technology OTA: Over-the-Air OTG: On-The-Go OVAL: Open Vulnerability and Assessment Language OWASP: Open Web Application Security Project P12: Personal Information Exchange Format P2P: Peer-to-Peer PaaS: Platform as a Service PAC: Proxy Auto-Configuration PAM: Privileged Access Management PAP: Password Authentication Protocol PAT: Port Address Translation PBKDF2: Password-Based Key Derivation Function 2 PBX: Private Branch Exchange PCAP: Packet Capture PCI DSS: Payment Card Industry Data Security Standard PDU: Protocol Data Unit PE: Protected Extensible Authentication Protocol PEAP: Protected Extensible Authentication Protocol PED: Portable Electronic Device PEM: Privacy Enhanced Mail PFS: Perfect Forward Secrecy PGP: Pretty Good Privacy PHI: Protected Health Information PII: Personally Identifiable Information PIN: Personal Identification Number PIV: Personal Identity Verification PKCS: Public Key Cryptography Standards PKI: Public Key Infrastructure PoC: Proof of Concept POP: Post Office Protocol POTS: Plain Old Telephone Service PPP: Point-to-Point Protocol PPTP: Point-to-Point Tunneling Protocol PSK: Pre-Shared Key PTZ: Pan-Tilt-Zoom PUP: Potentially Unwanted Program QA: Quality Assurance QoS: Quality of Service RA: Recovery Agent RAD: Rapid Application Development RADIUS: Remote Authentication Dial-In User Service RAID: Redundant Array of Independent Disks RAM: Random Access Memory RAS: Remote Access Service RAT: Remote Access Trojan RC4: Rivest Cipher 4 RCS: Remote Control System RFC: Request for Comments RFID: Radio-Frequency Identification RIPEMD: RACE Integrity Primitives Evaluation Message Digest ROI: Return on Investment RPO: Recovery Point Objective RSA: Rivest-Shamir-Adleman RTBH: Remote Triggered Black Hole RTO: Recovery Time Objective RTOS: Real-Time Operating System RTP: Real-Time Transport Protocol S/MIME: Secure/Multipurpose Internet Mail Extensions SaaS: Software as a Service SAE: Simultaneous Authentication of Equals SAML: Security Assertion Markup Language SCADA: Supervisory Control and Data Acquisition SCAP: Security Content Automation Protocol SCEP: Simple Certificate Enrollment Protocol SDK: Software Development Kit SDLC: Software Development Life Cycle SDLM: Software Development Lifecycle Management SDN: Software-Defined Networking SDP: Session Description Protocol SDV: Software-Defined Vehicle SED: Self-Encrypting Drive SEH: Structured Exception Handler SFTP: Secure File Transfer Protocol SHA: Secure Hash Algorithm SIEM: Security Information and Event Management SIM: Subscriber Identity Module SIP: Session Initiation Protocol SLA: Service Level Agreement SLE: Single Loss Expectancy SMB: Server Message Block SMS: Short Message Service SMTP/S: Simple Mail Transfer Protocol/Secure SNMP: Simple Network Management Protocol SOAP: Simple Object Access Protocol SOAR: Security Orchestration, Automation, and Response SoC: Security Operations Center SOC: System-On-Chip SPF: Sender Policy Framework SPIM: Spam Over Instant Messaging SQL: Structured Query Language SQLi: SQL Injection SRTP: Secure Real-Time Transport Protocol SSD: Solid-State Drive SSH: Secure Shell SSID: Service Set Identifier SSL: Secure Sockets Layer SSO: Single Sign-On STIX: Structured Threat Information eXpression STP: Spanning Tree Protocol SWG: Secure Web Gateway TACACS+: Terminal Access Controller Access-Control System Plus TGT: Ticket Granting Ticket TKIP: Temporal Key Integrity Protocol TLS: Transport Layer Security TOTP: Time-Based One-Time Password TPM: Trusted Platform Module TSIG: Transaction Signature TTP: Tactics, Techniques, and Procedures UAT: User Acceptance Testing UDP: User Datagram Protocol UEBA: User and Entity Behavior Analytics UEFI: Unified Extensible Firmware Interface UEM: Unified Endpoint Management UPS: Uninterruptible Power Supply URI: Uniform Resource Identifier URL: Uniform Resource Locator USB: Universal Serial Bus USB OTG: USB On-The-Go UTM: Unified Threat Management UTP: Unshielded Twisted Pair VBA: Visual Basic for Applications VDE: Virtual Desktop Environment VDI: Virtual Desktop Infrastructure VLAN: Virtual Local Area Network VLSM: Variable Length Subnet Masking VM: Virtual Machine VoIP: Voice over Internet Protocol VPC: Virtual Private Cloud VPN: Virtual Private Network VTC: Video Teleconferencing WAF: Web Application Firewall WAP: Wireless Access Point WEP: Wired Equivalent Privacy WIDS: Wireless Intrusion Detection System WIPS: Wireless Intrusion Prevention System WORM: Write Once, Read Many WPA: Wi-Fi Protected Access WPS: Wi-Fi Protected Setup XaaS: Anything as a Service XSRF: Cross-Site Request Forgery

I’m gonna lay out the whole context here, and it’s 2 years long so bear with me. A TL;DR isn’t really possible as there’s so much important context to whether or not IATA.
We’ve been married almost 10 years and she’s from overseas. She came here through our marriage. We were happy and doing extremely well for ourselves.
The problem started to 2 years ago. My friends wedding. Afterward we went out and then went to another friends house to continue partying. At the party one of the wedding guests started having a pity party about how he’s depressed because all these happy couples are around and he’s single.
For context. This guy is weird. He’s disrespectful to women, capitalizes on captive audiences (waitresses most often), and is overall a loser. He’s got a good job but that’s about it.
My wife, listens to his sob story and says “I have a sister!” and immediately starts FaceTiming her sister. This is something I’ve said isn’t okay. We’re not tinder, and we’re not matchmakers.
Beyond that her sister has a history of treating her poorly. She constantly told my wife she’s stupid growing up, well into adulthood. She blocked my wife for a whole year because my wife called her and told her not to go on boats with men she doesn’t know. Told my wife to live like she doesn’t have a sister. For a whole year I consoled my wife a couple times a week.
Anyways we were both drunk and with people so I’m not gonna start a fight right there. I figure I’ll talk to her about it maturely later. So I do. In the meantime, I switch to speaking Arabic with her sister and tell her this isn’t okay and isn’t what she wants.
Her and my wife to this day claim I was happy and supportive. They claim I was too drunk to remember. But there’s a few things wrong with this. I drove home, I take drinking and driving VERY seriously and would never, ever do it. In fact, if I know I’ve drank too much, I’ll hand my keys to a friend before the liquor starts hitting, just to avoid any possibility of making that bad decision.
Secondly, I switched to Arabic. I’m white. Arabic is a language I learned. When I speak it, I speak it very, very deliberately and remember the conversations perfectly. I know exactly what I said.
Anyways, when I talk to my wife later, I’m told how it’s wrong to prevent her from helping her sister and how her sister really likes this guy. A guy she talked to for 5 minutes. I told her it’s wrong to think of it as “helping” her sister in the first place and that her sister is a grown woman who can find her own partner.
So my wife says “okay I’ll tell my sister to stop talking to him”. That was the end of it. Or so I thought.
A few weeks later I’m at a different event and this guy let it slip they’re still talking. Immediately I’m upset and text my wife about how she lied to me.
She said her sister was really falling in love with this guy and separating them would be wrong. She said she did tell her sis to block him but when her sis went into a depression she told her she can unblock him and talk to him, behind my back.
Upset I told her we need to talk about going behind my back and how disrespectful of my boundaries this whole ordeal was. She said “it’s okay I’ll tell her to block him again”.
Over. Or so I thought for the next few months. A few months later I again am at an event with this guy and this time he’s smart enough to lie about them talking. But I’m a salesman and a bullshitter. You can’t bullshit me unless I trust you. I knew immediately he was lying but I let it go. I did ask my wife and she said no they’re not talking. So I believed her.
Well, a year and a half goes by. In that time her sister and her fought about how her sister could come to the US. We said we’d help her but it’s a lengthy process. At the time I had little animosity toward her sister and would’ve loved to see her come here and be near my wife again. She wasn’t happy with that and said it takes too long. This is her sister’s mindset.
Anyway. Her sister gets a B1 visa in the meantime, temporary business visitor and wants to come visit my wife. Lies through her teeth about her intentions to the immigration officer, telling them she wants to stay 90 days. They approve her for 60.
So we file for an extension ASAP so she can visit for 3 months. Staying with us the whole time. I wanted her to have fun on her visit so I arrange for my friends and I to go out. This guy shows up. She talked to him and told him our plans.
Immediately they disappear into the casino and come back holding hands and all kinds of PDA. I’m fuming because I know she’s a conniving word I won’t say here. I don’t say anything though and we go through the night and I let it go so I can have fun.
The next day he’s picking her up from my house and they’re out for the whole day. The next time my wife is off work, same story. Well, I thought you were here to visit her? And that’s where I put my foot down.
I got told it was wrong to try and control her, wrong to try and separate them, etc. etc. etc. Finally she blocks his number and he calls from a separate number. I turn off her SIM card because I’m not gonna support her going behind my back in my own home. He calls me and tells me he really loves her and just wishes I’d accept it.
I tell him very plainly I will never, ever accept it because it all stemmed from him, her, and my wife going behind my back. Primarily my wife, as she’s the only one of the three I should be able to trust is telling me the truth.
At this point, I feel as if my wife had an emotional affair, although it’s with her own family. She repeatedly chose to go behind my back, against a boundary I had told her repeatedly before this situation at my friend’s wedding after party ever transpired. If that’s not an emotional affair, I don’t know what is.
So I tell him bluntly to not call me anymore and I’m not going to change my stance, and his feelings don’t mean shit to me. He started to give me a sob story about how we’re friends and he I should be happy for him and I cut him off and told him to save his breath.
My wife is upset at me for how I talked to him. Another emotional affair. Trying to protect the feelings of this dude.
The next day, while my wife is at work I’m eating lunch at our dinner table and studying schoolwork her sister comes to the table and starts talking to me about this guy asking if I talked to him and I tell her plainly I did and what I told him.
She goes into a story about how she really loves him, she’s an adult woman and I shouldn’t be intervening etc. I told her I agree I shouldn’t ever have been involved and neither should my wife. I told her to save her breath with any talk of her feelings because I don’t care. She started crying telling me I’m cruel etc.
I told her at this point I’m done being nice. I’ve been lied to for 2 years and it’s over. I’m done being my laid back self and I’ve been pushed repeatedly and I’m standing up for my marriage and my boundaries.
I did turn her SIM card back on so she could call my wife and I, her hosts.
The next morning I wake up to my wife in tears calling me to her sisters room. Her sister is bawling her eyes out and packing her bags to go home. I talk her sister into coming for a car ride with my wife and I to talk things out.
Immediately in the car my wife starts berating her sister about how she’s selling her for a man and a whole host of other things. I calm my wife down and tell her that’s not okay to say to her sister. Because against what they thought I don’t want and would’ve never wanted this to cause a separation between them. I know how much my wife values family.
In the car her sister tells me she really loves this guy and that she can see them being a family one day etc. etc. etc. I tell her plainly don’t ever bring him around my house, if they do marry and have kids, don’t ever bring them around my house, and don’t consider me her brother in law because I will never do anything for her again after she goes home.
My wife is shocked, she’s shocked and they both wonder how I could be so cruel. I said I’m over it. I’m over hearing about this guy, I’m over being used, and I will never again trust her. She said she understands and resumes talking to this guy.
A few days later we’re in the car going to a family event with my family and I get asked if he can come. I said no, very politely. I said no, he’s not part of my family. I was told how terrible I am, and my wife and her sister both jump out of my car in a bad part of Chicago, an area neither of them know.
My wife calls my family and tells them I kicked them out of the car. So my family starts blowing up my phone screaming at me. Once I explained the situation my family said they’ll come pick them up but I hung around and kept driving by to make sure they were okay. Eventually my wife calls me and says they’ll get in.
So I pull over and they open the doors and my wife goes “I’m scared I don’t feel comfortable getting in the car with you”. So I drive away pissed off. This is a 85,000 car in a bad part of the city where carjackings happen every other day.
I go park somewhere but keep an eye on them to make sure they stay safe. A homeless guy passed them and my wife calls me to come get her. So I do and we go home.
Again her sister packs her shit and cries that she’s going home. I tell her to relax, sleep on it and we’ll talk in the morning. She does eventually and in the morning she decides she’ll stay.
A week goes by and I hear nothing about this guy from her. My friends and I all joked about him and made light fun of him. He caught wind of it and cried to my wife’s sister who told my wife, who came to me and aggressively told me to stop and leave them both alone. I got pissed off because this was a private convo between me and my friends and if he heard it and got his feelings hurt it’s on him.
This spiraled into a huge argument with me, my wife, and her sister. In the argument I asked her sister plainly if she planned to leave at the 90 day mark. She said no.
So I kicked her out of our house. Her and my wife went for a walk and I yelled out the front door to get her shit to the curb before the walk before I do, because if she doesn’t do it herself it’ll be thrown on the wet ground. They both thought I was joking before then I assume. Her sister comes in and packs her stuff and gets out. I said if you plan on staying here illegally it won’t be in my house. If the choose is between here or the streets, it’ll be the streets.
She went to stay with the boyfriend and his parents. His parents must not have liked her too much because within a couple weeks they made them both move out.
This was in January of this year.
Since then, I’ve been repeatedly goaded into accepting this. My wife has tried to get me to visit her sister, etc.
It came to a head recently at a wedding we went to for another friend. Her sister and this guy were there. I didn’t say a word to either one the entire night and all was fine.
Except my wife spent the whole night at their table because he wouldn’t dance or do anything to have fun. She can’t handle the idea that her sister might find something she doesn’t like about this guy. She has to be there just in case the relationship goes on life support.
This pisses me off, obviously. She’s more invested in their relationship than she’s been in ours for the past 2 years. Grown adults.
Well, today she was going to her sisters house. She had 2 bags. An ulta bag and a discovery bag. I asked what that is, and she said it’s for her sister. She pulled out taco shells and said it’s just small stuff she wants her to try. But I could see through the bag and saw beauty products. I’m not an idiot.
I looked in when she went to the bathroom and saw a fucking armoire full of shit. I looked at the receipt. $300. I was fucking livid.
I continued getting ready for work and said “her husband can’t buy her that?”. It’s confrontational, yes. But I said it politely, and was open to talking about it.
I get met with immediately hostility. I never raised my voice but I made it very clear I wasn’t being nice about this or anything anymore.
I told her “maybe she could pay you back and find you a new husband”. I’m going to give her a choice. Me or her sister now. Because this has gotten fucking ridiculous.
We pay for her to come here. She hired an immigration lawyer apparently, but doesn’t have money to pay me back for the flight or even pay for the Ubers they take or anything. My wife is trying to make up for this losers shortcomings. He’s too much of an idiot to see that her sister is using him.
By the way, this isn’t her first fiance. It’s not even her first western fiance. She’s been engaged to at least 3 different guys. One from France, another from Belgium, and a third from Canada before this guy. She was looking to immigrate. He’s a fucking idiot though so, oh well.
My wife’s sister is very materialistic. My wife is fortunately down to earth but is so far up her sisters ass because she thinks if she doesn’t do everything her sister wants that her sister will cut her from her life again. Which is exactly what would happen.
I told her that’s on her sister. I’m not asking her to never talk to her sister. I’m asking her to stop treating her sister like she’s a child and putting their relationship before ours. Stop bending over backwards for a grown woman who will throw you away the moment you’re inconvenient.
But it’ll never happen it seems and it’s the reason I’m strongly considering divorcing her. I’m over this fucking shit. Oh, and by the way, my wife claims that she’s scared of me etc. now when she tells the story to other people.
I have never and would never hit my wife. I’ve never given her any reason to be afraid of me. So to put that out there on me is absolutely fucking bullshit and I’ve lost all trust in her.
AITAH?

I'll be blunt in this one. I see many coworkers and other co-programmers who are without a doubt great engineers, but their basic text editing/coding skills are absolute dogwater.
First and foremost: For the love of god, learn how to touch type. Yes it is painful to learn during the first few weeks but it is a 100% worth it. Stop making up excuses not to do it. No one who knows how to touch type would ever go back willingly. Not a single person.
Next: Learn your editor. If you're not using modal editing, then you're missing out on the most effective and efficient way to edit text/code. At least consider other editors, see what is out there and what the best programmers use. Use an LSP and learn what it actually does. Learn how it complements your editors autocomplete features. Use a fuzzy finder, one of the best inventions for editors of the last years. And again, I can hear your excuses not to take a look at these things from miles away. Stop it. These tools make your coding life faster, easier and smoother, no ifs no buts. Use them.
And finally: Learn your HDL. I see coworkers who have been in the business for decades and still don't know some basic concepts of the HDL we are using. Let alone what the standard libraries have to offer. Not even dreaming about third party libraries. Learn your simulator. Learn at least one simulation testing framework. Learn about CI/CD. Learn your OS and its tools (e.g. GNU tools). If your not using Linux, then again you are missing out on the most effective and efficient OS for virtually all types of development. Learn from open source, one of the best source of knowledge we have.
The reason why I am rather pissed about this is because when I started a few years back, there was no one there who taught me these things. I had to learn this the hard way. All of what I have mentioned are basic tools of modern text editing/coding, especially so for FPGA development. Stop wasting everyones time by not utilizing and teaching them.

I'll be blunt in this one. I see many coworkers and other co-programmers who are without a doubt great engineers, but their basic text editing/coding skills are absolute dogwater.
First and foremost: For the love of god, learn how to touch type. Yes it is painful to learn during the first few weeks but it is a 100% worth it. Stop making up excuses not to do it. No one who knows how to touch type would ever go back willingly. Not a single person.
Next: Learn your editor. If you're not using modal editing, then you're missing out on the most effective and efficient way to edit text/code. At least consider other editors, see what is out there and what the best programmers use. Use an LSP and learn what it actually does. Learn how it complements your editors autocomplete features. Use a fuzzy finder, one of the best inventions for editors of the last years. And again, I can hear your excuses not to take a look at these things from miles away. Stop it. These tools make your coding life faster, easier and smoother, no ifs no buts. Use them.
And finally: Learn your HDL. I see coworkers who have been in the business for decades and still don't know some basic concepts of the HDL we are using. Let alone what the standard libraries have to offer. Not even dreaming about third party libraries. Learn your simulator. Learn at least one simulation testing framework. Learn about CI/CD. Learn your OS and its tools (e.g. GNU tools). If your not using Linux, then again you are missing out on the most effective and efficient OS for virtually all types of development. Learn from open source, one of the best source of knowledge we have.
The reason why I am rather pissed about this is because when I started a few years back, there was no one there who taught me these things. I had to learn this the hard way. All of what I have mentioned are basic tools of modern text editing/coding, especially so for FPGA development. Stop wasting everyones time by not utilizing and teaching them.

I've never believed myself to be someone that is hateful or vindictive. Years ago I was a teenager who loved different cultures and wanted to enthrall myself in different experiences. I wanted to learn new languages and travel the world. I wanted to interact with people from a variety of cultures. Unfortunately I am no longer that girl. After experiencing racism, microaggresions and the like, I feel like I've finally hit my breaking point. I fear that I am becoming like the very people that I despise. I go to a college that is predominantly Asian. The east asians on campus, many of which are teachers assistants, do not hide their dislike for black people. This dislike for black people manifests itself in a multitude of ways. They treat their white peers like gods, seek salace in other Asian spaces and then shut everyone else out. I'm not opposed to sticking to your group. What I am opposed to is treating a particular group like shit because you believe yourself to be superior. They will happily answer a white girls question when asked but begrudgingly answer yours. They will share their resources solely amongst themselves and refuse to share it with others. But will expect you to share your reaource with them so that they can get ahead. I take long breaks from social media but every once in a while I log on and I will see whites and asians saying some of the most disgusting things about black people. There are even people who get famous from solely degrading us. It can be the most innocent and cute video but the comments will be flooded with racist commentary for absolutely no reason. I used to ignore it. I get off the apps. But the more I see these things in real life, I feel as though my hatred has amplified. I hate everyone. I was never like this but I can't seem to help it. I no longer desire to learn other languages because I fear that in understanding what they are saying, I may act out of character. I love traveling but my love for it is dwindling because of the sheer amount of racism that black travelers face. I don't want to fuel the economy of racists. I hate that our own men degrade us in front of them and tap dance. I hate that black women can't simply exist without reproach. I hate that when traveling I have to check if ill be treated as a human while white people don't have to do it. I hate that I am made to feel like I have to code switch just to be treated like a fucking human being. I hate it all. I am tired. I dont want to say this. But it's my truth. I fucking hate them all.

I'll be blunt in this one. I see many coworkers and other co-programmers who are without a doubt great engineers, but their basic text editing/coding skills are absolute dogwater.
First and foremost: For the love of god, learn how to touch type. Yes it is painful to learn during the first few weeks but it is a 100% worth it. Stop making up excuses not to do it. No one who knows how to touch type would ever go back willingly. Not a single person.
Next: Learn your editor. If you're not using modal editing, then you're missing out on the most effective and efficient way to edit text/code. At least consider other editors, see what is out there and what the best programmers use. Use an LSP and learn what it actually does. Learn how it complements your editors autocomplete features. Use a fuzzy finder, one of the best inventions for editors of the last years. And again, I can hear your excuses not to take a look at these things from miles away. Stop it. These tools make your coding life faster, easier and smoother, no ifs no buts. Use them.
And finally: Learn your HDL. I see coworkers who have been in the business for decades and still don't know some basic concepts of the HDL we are using. Let alone what the standard libraries have to offer. Not even dreaming about third party libraries. Learn your simulator. Learn at least one simulation testing framework. Learn about CI/CD. Learn your OS and its tools (e.g. GNU tools). If your not using Linux, then again you are missing out on the most effective and efficient OS for virtually all types of development. Learn from open source, one of the best source of knowledge we have.
The reason why I am rather pissed about this is because when I started a few years back, there was no one there who taught me these things. I had to learn this the hard way. All of what I have mentioned are basic tools of modern text editing/coding, especially so for FPGA development. Stop wasting everyones time by not utilizing and teaching them.

I've been a teacher for 25 years, 20 of which have been at my current school. I use a blood glucose sensor so my sugars can be shown to others, which I have done to share with SLT how the heat makes me constantly hypo as it makes insulin much more effective, but unpredictably so. I even make them put into writing at my annual review that the heat and lack of ventilation makes me ill. It results in me hypoing all day (emergency low blood sugar) and becoming exhausted, which is frightening as (due to public service cuts) I'm the lone adult in the classroom. It's 8pm here and I'm already in bed.
Last Tuesday was undoubtedly the most terrifying day of my life. The unbearable heat caused a prolonged hypo and I was so incredibly low (the idiom '4 on the floor' is appropriate here. Most diabetics will have a blood sugar around 7. Non-diabetics around 5. I know USA employ a different scaling system, so hopefully this provides some context). My blood sugar was 1. Pupils were about to leave at 3.30. I couldn't see due to double vision. I was sweating profusely and shaking like a pooping dog. Most importantly, I couldn't think straight. No chance. I had zero coordination a'd kept falling over.
My lovely classroom cleaner came in and recognised the signs straight away as she has a type 1 son. She knew I was BAD. In 16 ish years, I've never experienced such an event. I've never passed out. That was about to change...
My cleaner grabbed SLT member whom knew I'd never, ever been as bad as this. She takes me home and ensures I drink juice, eat etc until BS raise. She drives me back to school. This took far longer than usual and was indicative of how low I was. I collect car and come home. I've been a single parent for 20 years and have a son studying medicine (important later) at uni and a daughter waiting to start uni in September. She was not due home on Tuesday and was due to play football which I encouraged her to do as I was absolutely fine. She was due to stay at her b/fs but forgot something so popped home. She found me passed out cold in bed.
My daughter called for an NHS ambulance (every Brit will tell you of their total admiration for the NHS, as well as those that work there, but consistent and deliberate underfunding by our God awful government of over 14 years has destroyed what we hold dear) and was told the wait would be around 3 hrs. My son has nearly qualified as a doctor and told her to bundle me into the car and drive 5 mins to the hospital.
I have near zero recollection of the hospital as I kept passing out in the resuss unit. But even after stacks of IV and oral glucose, my sugar stayed at 1. It took HOURS to reach a safe level. It was around 430 am when we left and (as I didn't have my phone), my daughter emailed my head teacher informing him what happened and that I wouldn't be in that day. I took one day off (many will understand that staying off is usually more problematic than it's worth) and I returned to work on Thursday. Apon my return, I expected from SLT (Senior Leadership Team) understanding, empathy and a way of moving forward with a required adjustment to my working environment being seriously considered. Silly, silly me.
This is what happened and what I'm struggling to deal with.

• My head teacher was p155ed and blamed me. Bear in mind, nothing like this has ever happened, despite consistent lows brought on by a classroom with a temperature of over 40 degrees.
• Blame was shifted entirely onto me, I take my condition extremely seriously and blood test at least 20 times a day. I was berated and humiliated.
• I have an incredibly challenging year 3/4 class. The other 3/4 class is partly taught by the deputy head who cherry picks his class whom are the 'easiest' pupils.
• There's a year 3 teacher whom had the class last year whom enjoyed Full time support with them, which is basically unheard of these days but was deemed necessary. I was told that I'd been given the most challenging children as I have 'a way with SEND pupils' and I would have in-class support as well, whereas the Deputy wouldn't have any. Fair enough. This support never materialised. It's been the most challenging year of my career. This has made testing bloods etc more tricky.
• This year, I have become full-time for the first time in years due to cost of living crisis. I was questioned by Head whether I should be FT or whether I should be teaching at all. For a one off that I've warned them about! 25 years in! Head said 'I'm willing to let it carry on for now.' it's a protected disability. Can they do that?
• Zero compassion was shown for me only being here still because my daughter came home unexpectedly. I'd be dead, in a coma or severly brain damaged if she hadn't. How can they be so cold? It's made me feel awful. I always get an outstanding ofsted review (not that I place any weight on their limited snap shot reviews), am the most 'popular' teacher in school - as per Head and deputy - and Ofsted's review last year said my class made 'exceptional progress.' I'm genuinely good at my job. -I contacted my union on Saturday. I'm actually the union rep. I've not heard from them, as yet....

I'd love some advice - how to proceed to never experience this again, how to regain some confidence, and how I stand legally. Even if your advice is hard to hear, a harsh truth is preferable to a placating half truth.
Thank you so, so much in advance.

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hello!
i'm new to the indie community—i'm neurospicy (though i have two diff diagnoses across two diff countries) and have had a fixation on fragrances for a while; thousands of dollars spent on niche perfumes that triggered cascades of dopamine ejaculation from my neurons (sorry for the word choice, i wanted to be as vivid with my imagery as possible), i've decided to branch into indies after getting a bit bored with niche offerings :)
i'm also very picky choosy and almost never blind-buy when i buy niche, but obviously for indies, i don't have the luxury of being able to sniff and test out frags on my skin before pulling the trigger—and this applies for samples as well! indie or niche, i always did research into notes and compared reviews on fragrantica and even the fragrance/perfume subreddits before pulling the trigger. fragrantica isn't really an option for indies, unfortunately, so i turned to IMAM and read as many reviews on fragrances from different houses that caught my interest!
a few full sizes and sample orders later (i learned the hard way why it's important to sample before FSing...🫠) i've now grown my indie collection to at least 2 dozen? off the top of my head? and would love to contribute back to the community! there are some perfumes that i pulled the trigger on knowing they were gambles because i couldn't find as much information on them as i wanted, and i know how frustrating or lost-feeling it's like to need information and not be able to get it :( so i'd like to contribute to the review pool!
i've left reviews as comments before, but through my own searching journeys on the subreddit, i realized that it's easier to find posts with reviews rather than searching through terms in the comments in the subreddit and having to comb through buy/sell comments or whatnot... so i wanted to start writing review posts..! i'm just a bit lost on how to start, as i know indie perfumes especially smell different in different forms (oil/edp), different people's skins, even aging..! etc. so i was curious to how the seasoned indie perfumes consumers (and artists!) did their review process. i'm especially new to oil perfumes—was originally an oil hater, but now i'm discovering more and more of their advantages/benefits (i'm looking for the english equivalent of the korean word 장점)—so i'd really appreciate some feedback on how i should be testing these!
for example, one tip that i got after stalking one of the houses that i tried and fell in love with at first sight (sniff? first order?) was to not just to a sniff sniff whiff whiff, but also smell retronasally—it's really opened up how i smell ALL of my perfumes, and i've gone back to every scent in my collection just to smell retronasally. i got this tip off osmofolia's sab! it was on their tiktok—i consider it a personal flex that i am not a regular tiktok user, but sab had me opening the tiktok app three days in a row... and osmofolia is my heart eyes, heart-goes-LUB-DUB-really-fast, dopamine cascade house right now.
if you've read this far, thank you for reading my long word vomit ramble! i'd really appreciate some tips and tricks from the community so i can give back (intellectually? experience-wise?) as much information and knowledge as i have received (and hopefully help out future indie beginners like me)!