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2018.02.06 18:09 among_shadows Fake or Scripted Asian Gifs

For appreciating those Asian gifs that are obviously fake.
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2013.08.22 23:36 batrick Lego Set Deals

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2015.06.06 21:01 RoonilWazilbob Nearly Impossible Odds

Nearly impossible feats of achievement, those with great degree of difficulty or incredible odds.
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2024.05.21 18:23 LectureAccomplished8 Social expiriences as a hidieously ugly woman.

I have to be the nicest and most harmless person with the most "normal" fake expression (not because I feel not normal, but because my face has a weird expression) in the room just to have my presece tolerated. The nicest most harmless person will get me as far as greeting me with hello and goodby, and even then is only with some people (mostly women). Not only that no one ever contacts me about everything - studing, general topics, technical little things - anything, ever - they actually don't reply when I need help with those things. Over the past months I have texted 3 different girls (of course girls, I will never approach guys with anything, god forbid) study realted questions - only one question for each - and they didn't reply. I don't want to think what would have happened if I had offered them to do assignments together or anything that will make them, how terrible, talk to me for a few minutes. When I go get some service if I ask more than question I am "hard" and "annoying", when other people ask millions of questions and no body sees that as anything wrong. I have always concidered to be annyoing when I am barely even speaking or not speaking at all.
I asked on another sub is being unattractive makes it hard for them to get friends. With me -friends? I can't get anyone to interact with me for a few minutes over techniqal trivial issues, even virtually, when they know how I look like. These girls I mentioned (who are all really nice girls) will say hi to me if they see me, usually with the weirdest of expression every single time (even people who have seen me from the day I was born still look at my face with this unbreakable weirdness), and that's the end of that for all of my life. Not a single conversation, not ever any meeting, even when it's on completley un-personal things with common interest like doing school assignments, because of this huge broken nose and malformed-shut down-demon looking eyes. Who in the world would have accept this?
I constantly have to prove that my presence wll not be any annoyance, that I won't approcach ot talk to anyone. "You will never have to look at this hidious thing so please just tolerate me being in the same room with you". This is really like this. I have tried different approach, which comes naturally to me now, with just being my self and to be confident in who I am. And I am. I have changed a lot, I am very confident about my personality now. But the socail rejection is the same or maybe even worse than it was years ago. Not even any other WOMAN for god's sake would talk to me like she does with every other person.
The only thing I think bothers them other than my face is that they find me too serious and boring to hang out with because I don't have daily normal expiriences that everyone else does - but that's just an excuse. Even if you find someone to be boring you don't reffrain from talking to him about EVERY TOPIC for the rest of his life. So you won't be his best friend cause you wanna have fun , but you will still speak to him occassionaly about general or common interests, and without this weirdness like you look at something demonic.
I can take being ugly and therefore rejected, what I think about anyway doesn't meet with the grand majority around me so it works fine, but this? That I can't get any technical help when I really need it? That I always have to prove I am never gonna bother anyone (and by 'bother' I mean just talking)? that someone saying "hello" to me is, if it happens, the best expirience I have? I know this is too hidieous to look at. So I am not seeking for friendship with anyone, but just the most basic normal day to day interactios, get help when I need it. I promise not to try in be their friend, I know it terrifies them because of my face. But just that. Who in the world would agree to living like this?
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2024.05.21 18:13 Public-Topic-3108 I’m so unloveable….. [l]

Im unloveable….. no one understands what I’m going through…..
All of this self improvement by going to therapy is garbage because they only told me to go to some event but all of them are bars and clubs and I dislike both of them….
I’m stupid, useless, ugly and waste of space because no matter how much I put myself out there in 5 years ago and working to improve my confidence by going to school and volunteering at the animal shelter…. I’m very inexperienced with animals….. and me working on myself was just a waste of time….. and no one never show interest towards me and that break me and I gave up ever since…..
Can life really get any better because I’m tired of dealing with hardship…..
I’ve been dealing with fake friends and bullying since childhood because I’m a fucking cowards and pathetic….. I was always a loser since middle school and that what I meant to be…..
I’ll never have friends and a girlfriend……
I’ll never graduate college and get a career…..
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2024.05.21 18:12 Reddit22371728382928 My friend made a fake death note and I’m in trouble for it.

As you read at the title I got in trouble because of a death note and now I’m suspended I’m not saying my age or any of that all I’m saying is my story. So I was in school and my friend came up to me and handed me the death note a anime thing if you don’t know what that is but he handed it to me and I kept it for a week before showing all of my friends so my friends told me to write down my principal’s name in it so i did then I didn’t write down the cause of death or anything so a week later I pulled it out and my friend took it and ran so I don’t know where he went so I walked off so then 4th period I got pulled down to the office so me and one of my friends were there waiting so I waited he went in then I went in after him so they asked me questions and I’ll get more into that but I walked out pissed off because like they called me down for a fake thing that can’t do anything so I went back at like a other time and they suspended and my parents were pissed so they are suing the school and now I’m suspended are we the jerk?
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2024.05.21 18:09 Public-Topic-3108 I’m so unloveable…..

Im unloveable….. no one understands what I’m going through…..
All of this self improvement by going to therapy is garbage because they only told me to go to some event but all of them are bars and clubs and I dislike both of them….
I’m stupid, useless, ugly and waste of space because no matter how much I put myself out there in 5 years ago and working to improve my confidence by going to school and volunteering at the animal shelter…. I’m very inexperienced with animals….. and me working on myself was just a waste of time….. and no one never show interest towards me and that break me and I gave up ever since…..
Can life really get any better because I’m tired of dealing with hardship…..
I’ve been dealing with fake friends and bullying since childhood because I’m a fucking cowards and pathetic….. I was always a loser since middle school and that what I meant to be…..
I’ll never have friends and a girlfriend……
I’ll never graduate college and get a career…..
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2024.05.21 18:08 goodnightoracle Why Don’t Boomers Understand Low/No Contact?

Relevant details: All fake names Myself: 33F Carl: 53M, oldest brother who I’m very low contact with Ronan: 42M, middle brother, married to Angie, 42F who is the kindest person I’ve ever known Jillian: 72F, our mom Dean: 70-something M, Angie’s father, terminal cancer Carter: Late-20-something M, Angie’s half brother Carrie: 30-something F, Angie’s half sister Leann: 45F, Angie’s sister
I don’t understand why Boomers don’t understand cutting someone off.
I was on the phone with my mom just catching up. She said she had spoken with Ronan yesterday and how he’s worried about his wife, Angie, taking on too much. It’s the season where her job is the busiest, she’s working on her PhD, and she’s trying to make the last of her father’s life as easy as possible, despite the fact that Dean is just kind of an ass. What adds to the issue is that her half-brother Carter lives with Dean, and he’s not the best either.
Carter’s mom passed away about a decade ago after a battle with cancer that she didn’t tell anyone about until the last few days. Carter was still in high school and it really destroyed his world. This led to him getting involved with the wrong people, extensive drug use, and Dean never encouraged his son getting help. My brother and SIL tried helping as much as they could, but you can lead a horse to water but can’t make him drink. When Dean was diagnosed with cancer (I can’t remember what type) about a year ago and told it was inoperable, Carter fell even deeper into depression. Dean has also spiraled since his wife’s death and while everyone has tried to be supportive, he has been unwilling. This has led Angie’s sisters , Carrie and Leann, to become low contact with him. Angie is the only one of his children who has never cut off contact. Angie was at Dean and Carters home this last weekend trying to get it cleaned up and she had an argument with Carter over the state of the house.
This is where my mom and I started disagreeing with each other. We both agree that Carter’s parents have failed him in a few ways, and that he’s old enough now to acknowledge if he wants his life to change, he has to get help and accept help. We both agree that Dean has been a really shitty father to all his kids, not just after the loss of his life, but his whole time he’s been a father. But my mom thinks it’s wrong of Carrie and Leann not to help out, if not for their father, for Angie. I think they’re in the right. They’ve dealt with enough BS over the year.
My mom can’t understand why someone would be so callous towards a sibling. I remind her that I’m low contact with my oldest brother, Carl. He and I have always had a rocky relationship, and if anything, act more like cousins that see each other every 10 years. It got to a breaking point last year when he had a drunken scene last year that had him throwing a chair at my partner. Since then, he has attempted to make amends with everyone but myself and my partner, and I’m fine with that. Ronan and Carl have been able to work out a relationship for my parents, and I don’t hold that against anyone. Same with my parents. It’s their kid and it’s their call to accept his apology. I or my partner haven’t been apologized to and probably never will be. If we see him at a family gathering, we’ll be polite. Even told him happy birthday. But I know for my own care, that’s about all I can offer. And she accepts that, so why can’t she accept Angie’s sisters having the same mentality?
It led to a slightly heated discussion, but we moved past it. But still, I just don’t understand why she doesn’t understand no contact/low contact. And I’ve noticed that with a lot of people who are boomers. Just because a person is family doesn’t mean they’re owed anything. So many of them like to throw around “blood is thicker than water” without acknowledging that the statement is actually “the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.”
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2024.05.21 17:45 ConsciousRun6137 Oswell E. Spencer; Resident Evil, Based On Real EL-ites

Oswell E. Spencer; Resident Evil, Based On Real EL-ites
There's nothing new under the Sun, & no coincidences in such things that follow;
Oswell E. Spencer
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"I was to become a god... creating a new world with an advanced race of human beings."
Dr. Oswell E. Spencer, Earl Spencer (c.1923-2006) was an aristocratic British billionaire, virologist and eugenicist. One of the founders of Umbrella Pharmaceuticals, Lord Spencer was the CEO and President for its entire existence, which saw its expansion as the Umbrella Corporation over the 1980s as well as its bankruptcy in 2003.
A cold, ruthless elitist and ambitious individual, Spencer mercilessly eliminated his rivals and gradually increased his power within the company, which he strictly controlled behind a veil of darkness. Spencer had a vision to remake the world and lead it into a new era, seeing the world's current state as self-destructive. He intended to use the research data accumulated from Bio Organic Weapons to carry his vision out and mould a utopia for mankind with himself as its ruler.
Spencer was born into the prestigious Spencer family, considered for generations to be among the European elite. Growing up in his family's castle overlooking a cliff on the British coastline, the young heir to the Spencer fortune was given a wide-ranging education, and developed hobbies of art collecting and hunting as befitting of his status. Among his studies were classic literature, Early Modern humanist treatises, and the mid-20th century eugenics movement. His personal favourite was the Natural History Conspectus, a rare late Victorian encyclopaedia which chronicled a 34-year trek through Africa by British explorer Henry Travis. During Spencer's teenage years, Europe was plunged into the Second World War. Nothing is known of Spencer's life during this period of time, including whether or not he avoided conscription, though it is known his experience living during the war helped form his world views.
By the 1950s, Spencer was a university student training to be a physician. There he became close friends with Edward Ashford and an older student, Dr. James Marcus. While taking a solo hiking trip in Eastern Europe, he became lost due to his inexperience in the unfamiliar terrain and collapsed on a snow-covered road. There, he was rescued by Miranda, the priestess and biologist of an isolated mountain village which worshipped the Black God. Taken in by Miranda as a protégé, Spencer learned about the Mold and its ability to mutate, assimilate and replicate lifeforms, which inspired him a means to achieve evolutionist goals. Although he enjoyed his time with Miranda and the vast biological knowledge he gained from her, the two held very different world views, as Miranda longed to revive her deceased daughter while Spencer wished to change the world. Consequently, Spencer decided to leave the village, but would continue to keep in touch with Miranda by writing to her.
Returning to his university a changed man, Spencer became driven to replicate Miranda's achievements in his own way, as he deemed the Mold ineffective to achieving his goals. With the Cold War intensifying, Spencer began to view humanity as a race destined to fall, and believed that only through evolving mankind and attaining a superior moral code could this be averted. Though he lacked a means to accomplish this, he believed the answer lay within the emerging field of virology. Soon, Spencer formed a eugenics circle of likeminded scientists, including Marcus and Ashford, as well as Lord Beardsley and Lord Henry.

Founding of Umbrella (1966-68)

At the start of 1966, Spencer became engrossed once more in the Natural History Conspectus, having recalled an account about the Ndipaya, a West African tribe of skilled engineers whose rituals involved a magical flower which granted great power to those who could survive its poison. While Spencer was initially treated with appropriate scepticism due to allegations of yellow journalism on behalf of Travis, Marcus hypothesized that a virus could be naturally produced by the flower and mutate the consumer. This virus would theoretically hold great promise in eugenics, interesting the circle. In order to disprove or confirm the flower's significance, the three organized an expedition to West Africa to find it. While Spencer's involvement is uncertain, Marcus travelled to West Africa on a several month search for the Ndipaya with his protégé, Brandon Bailey, and returned by February 1967 with proof of the virus' existence, having isolated it within the Sonnentreppe flowers growing in the ruins of the Garden of the Sun.
Soon after research began on the virus, the Swiss university that Marcus worked for ostracized him following allegations of falsified data, which itself led to the cessation of government grants to his projects.\13]) Spencer used this to his advantage and employed his charitable Spencer Foundation as a means of funding Marcus' research, on the condition that he operate within the Spencer Estate's lab and avoid contact with any scientist outside their circle. Understanding the foundation would not be able to fund the project in its entirety, Spencer approached the circle in March 1967 with a suggestion that they establish a pharmaceutical company in order to raise the necessary funds. Ashford and Marcus agreed to the project, despite an overall disinterest with Henry and Beardsley joining.
Shortly afterward, Spencer informed his old teacher Miranda of the discovery of the Progenitor Virus, and decided to use the symbol that connected the Four Houses in her village as his company logo.
Toward the end of the year, work concluded on a mansion built on Spencer's behalf in the Arklay Mountains, a massif in the American Midwest. The mansion itself was built atop limestone caverns which Spencer planned to use for the construction of an underground laboratory complex that would be hidden from public view. The biggest flaw in this construction project was that he chose a famous New York architect named George Trevor, known for surreal designs Spencer admired, to build it. Upon its completion, Spencer realized that Trevor knew all of the mansion's secrets, including the existence of an underground laboratory, and panicked. Spencer quickly made plans to dispose of Trevor, so that only he and his inner circle would know of the lab's existence. In November 1967, Spencer invited the entire Trevor family, including George, his wife Jessica, and 14-year-old daughter Lisa to the house to celebrate the completion of the mansion. Unbeknownst to the Trevor family, Spencer planned to use them all as test subjects in his Progenitor research. Due to a busy workload, George could not attend, but told Jessica and Lisa that he would join them at the house later. As soon as the two arrived on November 10, they were dragged away by Spencer's employees and taken into the underground caverns as human research subjects for the Progenitor Virus. Jessica died soon after infection, though Lisa survived with mutations. As George arrived at the mansion, he was captured just the same, but escaped from his room. He eventually fell victim to one of his own traps and died. Lisa was kept as a test subject and would finally die in 1998.
At some point in the late 1960s, Spencer worked with another scientist who shared his eugenics ideals, Dr. Wesker. Believing that Progenitor would only be useful to mankind if they could be trusted with its powers, Spencer concluded that the genetically superior humans had to share his values to become the Übermenschen. Umbrella began abducting children with superior genes and intellect from around the world and raising them with access to the finest education that money could buy. Upon reaching adulthood, Umbrella would determine the cream of the crop and infect them. This highly classified project was dubbed the "Wesker Project", in the name of its leader.
With Umbrella established, Spencer became increasingly paranoid that his friends would threaten his own eugenics project which he intended to steer towards making him a god in the new world order. Although he already controlled the project by 1967 when he secured Marcus' research, Spencer's paranoia escalated in 1968 while running Umbrella Pharmaceuticals. To procure more funding for their eugenics project, Umbrella entered a secret agreement with the United States military to produce biological weaponry and began further projects to create mutant virus strains for military use. The Umbrella founders each worked separately on what they dubbed the "t-Virus Project". Rather than perform his own research, Spencer left the Arklay Laboratory under the control of trusted executives and further worked with Lord Beardsley and Lord Henry. Marcus and Bailey continued to work on their own while Ashford worked alongside his son, Alexander, at their European home.
With Progenitor cultures becoming too limited in number for large-scale research on the t-Virus Project, it became clear that Marcus and Bailey would have to travel to West Africa and secure more. Unlike the previous trek, Spencer instead hired mercenaries to force the Ndipaya off their land and secure the Garden of the Sun for Umbrella's own exclusive use. When news reached them about this success, Bailey was sent alone to cultivate the Progenitor samples at a lab built there, isolating him from Marcus. Marcus himself was given his own laboratory in the Arklay Mountains close to Spencer's own. The Umbrella Executive Training School served a dual role as both a laboratory for the t-Virus Project and as a boarding school for gifted children headhunted by the Spencer Foundation as promising new executive-scientists. The first true victim of Spencer's paranoia was Ashford, who would die from exposure to his primitive t-Virus strain in a staged lab accident. While his son Alexander was a scientist, he was trained in genetics rather than virology, and was consequently unable to continue his father's work. This left only Marcus as the main competitor to Spencer, and so efforts were taken to steal Marcus' data for the benefit of Arklay's Laboratory.

Securing of Power (1977-98)

In 1977, the Spencer Foundation headhunted Albert Wesker for a job at Umbrella after he acquired a doctorate in virology at just age 17. Sent to the executive training school, Spencer ensured that Wesker and a fellow student, William Birkin, would abuse Marcus' trust in them and steal his research data. At the end of the school year, Spencer ordered the school and lab to be shut down, cutting Marcus off from his research staff and the children he used as test-subjects. Wesker and Birkin were immediately assigned to the Arklay Laboratory to take over as its chief researchers and used their knowledge of Marcus' research to drastically alter the Arklay Laboratory's own t-Virus project.
Despite Spencer's near-total control over Umbrella, his paranoia continued to find new victims as Umbrella expanded to the point of possessing its own paramilitary, the Umbrella Security Service. Marcus continued to perform his own dedicated research into the late 1980s, hoping to use this to his advantage in securing the support of the board of directors in taking over the company. With Marcus now an immediate threat, Spencer ordered a U.S.S. raid on the training school and he was gunned down in 1988 with Birkin and Wesker in order to steal more research data. That same year, he personally backed their proposals in acquiring a Nemesis α parasite from France's No.6 Laboratory. As Umbrella entered the 1990s, Spencer continued to take a direct role in the company's affairs despite his advancing age and confinement to a wheelchair. Beardley and Henry would both perish over the next decade with their research inherited by their respective children, Mylène and Christine, both of whom were child prodigies.
Deeply interested in the newly discovered Golgotha Virus, which was being studied by Birkin and Christine in France, Spencer funded a new NEST facility in Raccoon City for the G-Virus Project. Although intrigued by the virus' potential use in eugenics, it was instead funded as another bio-weapon project for the US military. An alternative eugenics project was assigned to Dr. Alex Wesker, one of the Wesker Project subjects who Spencer became personally close to. Spencer awarded her with greater executive power through the construction of a laboratory at Sonido de Tortuga. He also developed a close relationship with Col. Sergei Vladimir, a Spetznaz officer whom the Soviet Union had used in a human cloning trial during the Afghan War. In exchange for handing his ten clones over for research on the fledgling Tyrant Project, Vladimir became a powerful asset in protecting Spencer's control over the company.

End of Umbrella (1998-2003)

In May 1998, the Arklay Laboratory was sabotaged by one of Dr. Marcus' creations, Queen Leech. Its entire staff was either killed or infected, and escaped B.O.W.s drew national attention in their killings of out-of-state hikers. As part of the X-Day contingency, Albert Wesker sent two elite law enforcement teams from S.T.A.R.S. to the mansion to investigate. However, unbeknownst to these S.T.A.R.S. officers, they were deliberately pitted against Arklay's escaped B.O.Ws for the purpose of collecting combat data. Wesker's own orders were fourfold: gather this combat data, salvage whatever research he could from the Arklay Lab, ensure the death of all S.T.A.R.S. members, and destroy the lab so the truth of Umbrella's responsibility could never get out. Spencer's right-hand man, Colonel Sergei Vladimir, was also sent in personally for the task of recovering an experimental Tyrant and Umbrella's U.M.F.-013 supercomputer. While Vladimir was successful, Wesker instead chose to fake his own death and hand the data over to a rival company, while several S.T.A.R.S. members escaped from the mansion intent on beginning a police investigation of Umbrella.
In the immediate fallout, an executive named Morpheus D. Duvall was scapegoated for the containment failure and began a bioterror plot to steal the viral samples in vengeance. Publicly, the so-called "Mansion Incident" did not harm Umbrella, thanks to its influence over the local Raccoon City media, police, and local government. However, a combination of this incident, Albert Wesker's betrayal, and Spencer's own refusal to admit Dr. Birkin to his inner circle would be the trigger for Umbrella's downward spiral. Dr. Birkin, slighted by Spencer's rejection, dumped the t-Virus around Raccoon City in order to neutralize the other Umbrella facilities while he himself prepared to hand the G-Virus over to the US military, who were intent on starting their own bioweapons project, in exchange for protection. Spencer learned of Birkin's planned betrayal and sent Umbrella Security Services to take Birkin into custody and acquire the G-Virus. When Birkin refused to comply, an Umbrella soldier gunned him down and the team proceeded to take his suitcase, which contained all of his work, with them. However, the fatally wounded Birkin still had one G-Virus sample left in his possession and used it on himself, mutating into a powerful monster in the process. The now mutated Dr. Birkin pursued Umbrella's soldiers into the sewers and slaughtered most of them, although HUNK survived. This altercation accidentally caused several t-Virus samples to fall to the floor and break, and infected rats would soon spread the virus into the city's water supply. Over the next week, the city collapsed into anarchy as thousands of infected took part in cannibalistic murders.
Aware that Raccoon City was doomed and the company no longer capable of lobbying against a Senate committee action, Spencer ordered Colonel Sergei Vladimir to recover the U.M.F.-013 from Raccoon City and take it to a safe location. On October 1, 1998, Spencer awoke to news of the US President's bombing of the city. By this point, Umbrella's responsibility had become public knowledge, and the US Congress voted in an act to liquidate Umbrella's USA branch and ban the company from conducting any future business in the country. In 1999, Spencer assembled expert lawyers, fake witnesses, and bribes during the Raccoon Trials to divert all responsibility to the US government. He also purchased an abandoned chemical plant in the Caucasus region of Southern Russia and commissioned the construction of a secret underground laboratory, which would become the de facto base of operations for Umbrella. Unwilling to acknowledge their breaching of international law to obtain bioweaponry or even acknowledge B.O.W.s in general, the US government remained in a stalemate with Umbrella. This stalemate ended in early 2003 when Albert Wesker leaked excerpts of the recovered U.M.F.-013 data to the court. Umbrella was found liable for damages and subsequently bankrupted. An international arrest warrant on Spencer was filed by both the United States and Russian Federation. Spencer, now an international fugitive, secluded himself in his family estate where he would spend the remaining years of his life.

Final Years (2003-2006)

Intent on establishing a future successor to Umbrella, Spencer was obsessive in maintaining what little order he had left. Right after the Raccoon City bombing in November 1998, he ordered a purge of senior executive staff to prevent the United States from ever learning about Progenitor.
Over the next few years, he had little to no contact with the outside, seen only by his loyalist bodyguards and his butler, Patrick. His increasingly erratic behavior coincided with his depression and failing health. However, intent on surviving long enough to see the rebirth of his organization, Spencer ordered Alex Wesker to begin research into a mutagenic virus capable of restoring his youth and supplied her with funding, equipment, research material, several hundred test subjects, and the research facility on Sonido de Tortuga Island to this end. Alex herself had no love for Spencer and betrayed him, disappearing after she gave up on the project and taking the results, her subordinates, and the test subjects to Sein Island in the Baltic Sea.
By 2006, Spencer was close to death. He lacked the strength to eat solid foods and spent most of his days sitting in his study. In a desperate last effort to survive, he ordered Patrick to assist him in the development of a new virus by using test subjects confined beneath the Spencer Estate in the hopes of healing his body. As these experiments led to several failed mutations, Spencer realized that his death was inevitable. He conceded that he would never realize his plan himself and enlisted Patrick to leak information on his location to Albert Wesker through an associate. Spencer then dismissed Patrick from his duties and was left with only his bodyguards at the estate, waiting for Wesker to find him.
In August 2006, Wesker entered the castle and brutally murdered Spencer's guards before heading into Spencer's private office. In their meeting, Spencer explained the Wesker Project to him, and why he himself was infected with a Progenitor virus strain*.* However, Spencer lied when he claimed he was the sole survivor of the Wesker Project, probably in order to keep him focused on his goal and prevent him from pursuing Alex. In general, Wesker was disinterested in Spencer's vision and, while not expecting this frail old man to be much competition to own goals, nevertheless decided to tie him up as a loose end. He brutally killed Spencer by knife-handing him through the chest, proclaiming that Spencer was not capable of being a god and, as such, never had the right to aspire to that goal.
Even before his death, Spencer left a dark legacy through the viral research that he conducted throughout his life that would plague the world with large-scale dissemination of bioterrorism. Due to his negligence in not being able to deal directly with the constant leaks and desertions of his dishonest employees during Umbrella's final years, this allowed them to start selling B.O.W.s to their rivals in the Bio-weapons black market since 1998 which culminated in the proliferation of countless outbreaks around the planet during the first decade of the 21st century, causing the deaths of thousands of people as a result.
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2024.05.21 17:41 Neon_Henchman As I don't speak Arabic and may miss context, I wish to know if https://squcoffee.com/ is a fake

The Website is said to be part of an University, and what happened is some students of that school were harassing me in English to then post @ the school in Arabic. I have an idea of what this was about, I believe it to be related to a Fake Account Scheme, in that having them be students of that school would make them more believable when selling fake views and whatnot.
The school gives alleged students inconsistent & badly layed out documents in Google Drive (benefits Files from the ENG main page), they keep having these horrible photos of computer screens with their phones, they can't use the Print Screen Key it seems, and the text layout is very inconsistent even within one Doc. There's also what I assume to be answers to a quiz, and the answer to "Which of the following are potential benefits of entering a new market?" is "b. restraining competitors' profits", especially as the other 3 Choices are obvious negatives. Maybe my favorite is one 4-choices question where B is "All of the above", even though there's only Choice A above it, it's all insane.
By western standards, this looks very unprofessional, and navigation is also horrible as they're all linked through Google Docs, there doesn't seem to be a central hub, but since I'm not of that region, let alone the Arabic text is lost on me, I do not know what are their standards for Web Design, is it normal? They have yet to send me fishy links or hook me into a scam, but I still believe fake accounts to be a scam, which is why I'm looking for others' opinions on this Sub.
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2024.05.21 17:24 10219478134az parents said they thought i faked everything about myself just to make them mad

for weeks my parents have been arguing and dragging out dealing with my grandmother’s will. i finally decided i’d had it with my parents last night and just told them i didn’t care anymore, then everything i had never bothered to say before. the truth about several family members, where i was each time they would disown me for various periods of time for not meeting their standards, full details of the multiple assaults/abusive situations i experienced, diagnoses, so on. at a certain point, i guess when they realized i was serious, my mom stopped her usual screaming “nuh uh” repeatedly and my dad quit calling me names. she slowly sat down and started crying as i kept going and my dad just blankly stared in place. after i said “i’m done” and started getting my stuff, my dad stopped me and said they were sorry because all my life he thought i was faking emotional responses to be manipulative only trying to anger him and my mom each time i told them i was anxious or hurt. they didn’t really believe i had gone through any real pain and would make up all of my reactions and mental illnesses because i didn’t tell them enough, so they couldn’t believe me, the school, the court, or the doctors. now that they knew everything i said, they understood all these years that my disobedience and deviance was because i’ve been left a completely broken person inside. because of that they would try to help me however i need because there’s no way i’ll ever be normal, but they know its not my fault now. i don’t know which part confused me more. i can’t even get the energy to be upset. i’m just numb, exhausted, and want them to leave me alone so i can grieve not seeing my grandmother i miss each day and never having parents that were able to love me. once everything with my grandmother’s death is settled, i’m just glad i won’t have to talk with them at all
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2024.05.21 17:23 mimichan129 Strategies to cope and manage in a toxic household when exiting isn't an option

I 29F live with my mom, older brother by 6 yrs and 95yr old grandma. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety from about 20yrs old and have probably been living with it since I was a child but didn't know what it was. Since I was a child I have had a lot of responsibility placed on me as the "gifted kid" that would "save and protect" the family and hold it together. Now, I wasn't aware I was being put into that role until I got to live and work abroad and had some time to reflect and also talk to peers to realise that most people don't live their childhood, teens and twenties supporting their family of adults - especially not as the youngest member of the household.
That job abroad felt like it was the first time doing something for myself and by myself but quickly became supporting the family financially and at every beck and call from abroad. My mom would vent to me about whatever is daunting on her emotionally, stressing her financially etc and being so used to it - I always made it become my problem to fix it. This lead to a problem where, I have no savings, no property that isn't tied to/shared with someone else, and I am constantly mentally drained and emotionally exhausted till I just don't have the mental capacity to work on my own goals and aspirations. Further stressing me out is I actually have a lot of big goals and aspirations and expectations I set to myself. Being so far behind, esp when it seems like its mostly not my fault (apart from my enabling it etc) doesn't do wonders for my mental health.
The usual pattern in my life is as soon as the slightest good thing happens, or even just a shift in my mental health (say motivation comes from somewhere and I really start to put plans into action) - something much worse happens that forces me back into my abyss. Except, it gets deeper and deeper every time. I'll spare you several examples.
So upon my realisation that I was probably "parentified", that my mom is far too reliant on me as a second breadwinner and that I am functionally her husband - I wrote her a letter saying I was pulling the plug on all that, that they all needed to learn how to live without relying on me because I don't even want kids and don't see why I am supporting adults when I don't even live there at the moment. I was going to express that they are fundamentally holding me back and that it has to and would stop.
Unfortunately, before I could finish that letter, mom calls to say she was diagnosed with cancer. Now this too would be somehow my issue to fix cause my brother though working always made less than me and he was extremely unwilling to take care of mom. Even to just take her to doctors appointments he couldn't be bothered to do, preferring to just work instead. While I was abroad I had to ask my friends and mom had to ask her friends for that kind of support and I eventually hired a caregiver that I sent money back home (in addition to my usual financial aid). Eventually it would come to pass that mom would need chemo and the possibility she may not survive. I was afraid to come home lest all the burden of this naturally high stress situation fell on me - but at the same time what if she doesn't make it and I never saw her again?
I couldn't afford a roundtrip airfare and the arrangement with my job was if I terminated at the end of my contract without renewing I could go home at my employer's expense. I decided to quit and come home after a less than hopeful conversation with my mom's oncologist. This meant financially we'd be reliant on mom's regular burdened by debt income, her insurance and my brother's income (this never happened btw) to get by since I am now jobless.
What I feared happening happened exactly AND more! Not only did the caregiver I hired eventually walk off the job which made me mom's primary caregiver, her nurse, her chauffer, personal assistant and courier. I also became the housekeeper, the shot caller, the household manager, the cook, the plumber... you get the idea. On top of that, my brother would be a regular thorn in the side because he would throw tantrums when I needed the car to do things for mom (mom and I own the car but mom started to let him drive it while I was away since he recently got his license). He was highly uncooperative with handling his own personal responsibilities (eg taking care of his cats), as well as anything where I would need extra help with mom. My grandma also would complicate things ( she has always been a narcistic bitch and no one in the family likes her but mom insists she has to stay cause mom is a pushover - you see who I get it from yes. Grandma would actively compete with my mom for pity points, faking sickness, deliberately making herself sick, exerting herself unnecessarily to then feign weakness and guilt trip me - all because she wanted the same attention that I gave the cancer patient.
Mom too, would put me under emotional duress cause in all this she also wanted me to do everything and be happy about it even if I had to pretend. She would start to make demands, oddly specific meal requests of someone who does not cook at all, demand having access to me at all times of day, and if I were to take free time out of the house by myself, she would insist I need to do something for the house or for her while I was out esp if I was going to use her car (the car we both own, that when we bought she told me it was mine and the car that is officially willed to me - yes that one). We also had several arguments where I learned she always thought that cause I was the "smart one" she expected that I could be fully left to my devices and I'd turn out fine and she could rely on me to take care of my deadbeat, driven-less, lazy, lonely, woman-blaming incel and approaching sexually deviant brother after she eventually passes. Cause she is confident that he may never learn to fully adult. And she is likely right by her own fault was she coddles him and shields him from every form of consequence of his action or inaction and is very hesitant about any kind of tough love for him but when it comes to me - even with the slightest of things/benefits she will quickly withhold because "I am inherently more privileged" than he is.
In all of this, my friends when I reach out for support never want to show up. They don't want to deal with any of my problems. No one wants to let me stay even for a week to get a break from my household. Most of them anyway I can't even trust cause they see me as their scapegoat for female touch and affection and since I am no longer willing to pity their loneliness they have gone extremely cold and some try to skirt around touching me inappropriately when they're around me.
Now, I also live in a poor country where pay is always shit. I still only have a bachelors in something that pays extra shit at entry level esp in my country. Peers in my country have very different interests than me usually which is how I am still with the same circle of misfits I have from high school as friends. There's not really anything to do at home that interests me - career wise or entertainment wise. Which is why getting out was such a high priority. But as you can see that's always been and continues to be put on the back burner.
Now that mom is doing much better, its back to looking at exiting cause I will not ever feel better if I stay in this house or even in that country. And my family can thank themselves for finally pushing me to the point where I really don't care what happens to them once I am confidently gone.
So I have shit family, shit friends, no job, my family is actively trying to strip me of any kind of power or leverage with what I do own, changing the conversation as necessary if it means I stay trapped. All because I unfortunately expressed that I want out and that I am not of the opinion that family is everything or blood is thicker than water. Once I get a job, it probably won't pay well enough to rent and apparently the car I part own isn't really mine while I live in my mom's house (which is also legally, partially mine) by her logic. Public transit is very expensive, so if I rent without a car that's even more money I'd have to make. I'd also have to accept the risks that come with public transit in a murder-loving country esp a murder-against-women-loving country vs just brute forcing the mental trauma of staying at that pitiful excuse of a home.
This was a lot longer than planned and if you read all of that, thank you. Sincerely. If you have any tips on how to cope in a high stress, high pressure environment besides hobbies, meditation and exercise - enlighten me. If you skipped to the end, I am not doing a TLDR. I will just wish you blessings and I hope that your life is on a better trend than mine ever was.
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2024.05.21 17:07 ournextarc I was not born this way, intentional abuse, negelect, and enabling molded my sickness. I decide who I am now.

My mother was severely mentally ill from America, and had suffered horrendous sexual, physical, and mental abuse at the hands of strangers and her family.
My father was much older and a very powerful and successful lawyer from Egypt.
He can't explain what he saw in her, as she was clearly mentally ill from childhood. I'm sure my mother's father had no qualms selling her, or her future children, given the horror stories I've heard of him and his own online blatant obsession with infants and children per his FB account. He was such a monster that my maternal grandmother tried to kill him once.
My mother's breast milk was bad, and I was starved and abused from literal birth, subject to her hatred of my cries for food and affection.
My father left the house 3 hours early each day because she was too much. He eventually divorced by the time I was 3.
From 3-5, my mother lived with a pedophile who dressed me as a girl and raped me. He would antagonize me and say "if you want to cry like a bitch girl, then you'll be one" - I've remembered this repeated line since I was a child.
I was a horrible child given the abuse I suffered. In my whole life, 9 different people have sexually assaulted me. My family never got me any help for my clear trauma as a child.
By 12, my dad had remarried and dropped me off with a bunch of random Muslim strangers. He went from a drunkard to sober and traveling internationally for work all the time, rubbing shoulders with some of the most powerful people in the world. He was home 1 month total out of the year, while I was abandoned with a bunch of strangers called step family. They didn't care for their traumatized and broken addition.
Instead, they let me rot in front of TV. Then a computer with porn. By 12 I had a full blown cyber sex and porn addiction. I had literally zero attention or care or affection at home. There was never any family time, family dinner, vacations, talks about each others day, nothing.
By 14, I was so lonely and desperate, I'd decided pretending to be a girl online for sexual gratification would be a good idea, since being a teenage boy was getting me no luck most times. I got a lot of attention using fake pictures. I didn't even discover what a sissy was until about 15 years later.
My family knew what I was doing. NetNanny and such were installed, but no talks were ever given. It was easy to uninstall and my parents never pushed back.
By 16, I'd looked up porn and chatted as a girl on every computer I touched, and my maternal grandmother called me out in front of a bunch of family members. They knew everything. But they did nothing to help me from there, and continued to very happily leave me alone and let me rot with my terrible addiction and habits.
Using random pictures became difficult, and by 20 I started using my 19 year old step-sisters pictures. Again, family is monitoring networks and well aware of what I'm doing, but that reality hadn't fully set in for me because they weren't helping me or reacting to anything, they acted like nothing was wrong. I figured it didn't matter, much like the rest of the craziness and abuse they never helped me with and gaslit me as my fault.
I had two very long relationships with women, both of whom were very happy to isolate and only have sex with me. No social dates, no friends around, all in a pretend bubble. My sissy stuff was a secret to them in my head but I don't believe to them given how careless I was, along with their actions. I married the 2nd one and she went on to lie to me for 8 years saying she was okay with it, only to later be mad at me for being "inconsistent" and wanting to drop the sissy stuff because I felt she actually didn't like it and it stemmed from my abuse, and was interfering with our relationship. She never suggested stopping and once we divorced, she finally admitted how much she hated it and me for having that desire.
My addiction went on for over 20 years. Multiple people in my family knew, along with two very strange and long relationships. I was never pushed to work or get a job - I was bankrolled and allowed to fester with my addiction. Like they wanted it to get worse. Any attempt I ever made to get independent financially or socially was treated as a joke by my family. They've never tried to form a relationship with me or help me at all, but knowingly let me rot as a child and into adulthood, and never tried to "be there" for me in any capacity. Total isolation, no love or relationships.
I was not born this way. I have no attraction to men. I have no desire to be a girl. This was done to me and no help was given to me to figure it out.
I'm extremely angry, and I hurt for so many others who I know who are like me and had this forced on them, or at the very least knowingly allowed to happen by cowardly "family" driven by inaction and pettiness.
I firmly believe there is a cult of human trafficking out there that is doing this on purpose, and that it is operated by the highest levels of society and even extends into our schools.
I'm writing this with no expectation other than to ignite a fire to fight in those who are like me. There is going to be hell to pay for what was done to us. If you feel like I do, reach out and let's help one another get past this and bring this whole thing down.
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2024.05.21 17:07 New_Apple2443 Schools hired him with fake credentials. Leaders ask ‘how many others?’

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2024.05.21 17:00 bread567890 AITA for not wanting a relationship with my aunt anymore Because she said I'm faking my health issues

So, for a little background I (17 f) am a disabled teen who lives with my grandparents, I have a multitude of health issues including seizures, constant pain, and fainting. My aunt may(fake name) (30 F) is living in a camper in our yard, this is the second time she's lived in our yard. I have a hard time doing chores due to my health issues, my family isn't Happy about this due to the fact that my grandmother doesn't live with us right now and my grandfather refuses to do housework.
Well apparently my grandfather is having my aunt help them get me to do my chores, the issue with this is my aunt doesn't like me too the point that she thinks I'm faking my health issues. Well yesterday my gram asked me to start folding the laundry soon, I wasn't able to start yesterday due to the fact I was working on school and was also in a flair up. At 8pm my aunt came inside and asked Abt it, I told her I wasn't starting them bc I was in pain but I have every intentions of starting tomorrow (today).
I woke up this morning to my aunt and my younger sister (who also doesn't like me and says that I use my health issues as a excuse) talking to my gram and saying how I fake my issues to get out of chores and I'm just extremely lazy, it wasn't just one comment it was many, that my gram (who's also disabled) didn't tell them to stop till I texted her saying I'm awake and can hear them.
Well I told my gram I don't want my aunt to push herself into our lives anymore, because she's so rude to me and I don't want someone who doesn't mind saying that stuff in my life, only for my gram to pull the "you're gonna have bosses like that in the future"
AITA for not wanting that aunt in my life anymore??
Tldr, I woke up to my aunt and sister saying how I faked my issues too get out of chores,ci told my gram I don't want that aunt in my life and she kept defending her
(Sorry for any issues I have dyslexia and I'm writing on mobile)
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2024.05.21 16:56 FinancialDeal9415 AITAH for being cringe in front of my friends?

Me (14M) recently Got sort of kicked of my group. Mainly because my friend Dan (15 M) fake name got mad at me for being cringe in public. For some context I was quite popular in my school. I did go to parties and did get hella drunk but once I blacked out when my mom was driving me home. After that she forbid me going to parties. That kind of led to me leaving the “main group” to create/join another group which was 3 of my friends. My friend, Frank (14 M) was also a part of the main group. We have been friends since the start of school, nearly 10 years. The two other members of the group are Johnny (14 M) and earlier mentioned Dan. Dan and Johnny were best friends for basically all of last year. So a couple months ago me and Frank joined them in a private group alone and away from the main group. We did good in the start, casually hanging out in franks house. We would drink, smoke weed and play poker and outlast(the horror game) all night. That was fun. But a couple of weeks ago they started to make fun of a relationship I had with a girl a year ago or so. They started to say it with a nerdy voice, and mentioning things me and her would do together. It was mostly Dan doing it, and last week we got into an argument. He got really pissed at me. The following days they started to ignore me, and laughing at me in class. A couple of days ago I asked Dan over text if we could be friends again. He said we could, but I needed to stop “being so fucking cringe” which I kind of understand. Then today we were preparing a school Project. My partner was Frank, but he wouldn’t talk to me. I saw him texting with Dan via Snapchat, and honestly I am panicking, and I don’t know what to do. Anyone that can help? Sorry for the long text lmao
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2024.05.21 16:54 Altruistic-Sort-4669 what should i do? pls help😓😓(pretty long sorry)

hello! so i have this friend called jane (fake name) and jane has a best friend named ash (also fake name) jane moved to me n ash’s school in fourth grade and we all became friends. but jane has been acting up.. like calling me names and pushing me and some times laughing at me. i ignored it but it still made me cry. and then she started doing it with ash. going behind my back and talking bad about me to my friends and classmates. but i ignored it again. fast forward to the present and she still does these things but its gotten worse. she sometimes hits me and acts like its a joke and to have some humor or whatever. but a few months ago we had this new student. lets name her may. i was too shy to go up to may but i wanted to be her friend. so i asked my friends to come with me and jane said “no, we have enough friends” then i tried convincing her then she said “we’ll go later” i just ignored her and went up to may. then when jane saw me going up to may she suddenly came with me. and now jane and may r the bestest of friends and act all lovey dovey with each other (not romantically) even tho me and jane have been friends for longer (5 years or so) and she treats me like some sort of dog, never treating me like a normal human being or even complementing me once. i shower everyone with compliments and reassurance and always listen to things they say because i dont want people to feel the same way i did when others did these things to me. but anyways. when jane needs something she acts all nice and cutesy just to get the thing that she wants. and i end up giving it to her because shes my friend. but anyways.. this one time me and my friend were practicing a dance move and were laughing and then jane and ash saw us and proceeded to get as close as they can and act like they are practicing to block us from dancing. and then ash proceeds to stare at me to see if i had a reaction. then when we were in a line i was in the back of the line and kind of cornered since the room was small. but ash was infront of me. she proceeded to talk about me to jane then suddenly turn around to me and say “oh! (name) i forgot you were here haha. i thought you left” i answered with “yeah, no i was here hah” then stare of into the sky. but i see from the corner of my eye she proceeds to stare at me to see if i have a reaction to what she said. but also every time i try standing up for my self they put the blame on me and jane gets mad at me. is this normal? or do i have weird friends. im sorry if i am very bad at explaining because im not that good at english. jane and ash have been doinf this to me every day. and i always come back from school and cry. but i cant drop my friends cuz then i’ll be eating in the bathroom so.. aitah?”
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2024.05.21 16:52 SurrealSoulSara Old video of verbal abuse & reading my 10 years old diary made me see my youth in in emotional neglect.

TW: childhood neglect and verbal abuse - me remembering so many things after last night's session. I just need to tell someone! I repressed this childhood since I moved out of my parents. It's like I died that day and moved on like a robot.
It is as though the illusion I've kept up for the past 24 years of me being always 'happy' and living a happy childhood just shattered entirely.
I have this diary I wrote in a lot in 2014, which is from exactly 10 years ago when I was 14. I cherished it a lot and sometimes would look into it to remember the old days. However, just last week I looked into it again after several months of being more focussed on my mental health (and especially on my childhood & parents.). This time, I saw something entirely different in this cute colorful happy diary.
All I see now, is how I was suffering. Suffering alone and always walking on eggshells. Nothing was ever good enough. Almost every page I refer to 'future me', the one who will understand me. I didn't get that from my parents. Old me, who will listen to how I am feeling and give me the comfort and soothing I so desperately needed.
I write about how I was completely exhausted from highschool, and then constantly bash myself with extremly self critical words. I have pictures of me in there with apologies for being ugly, and stories of 'how I didn't work hard enough'. Several pages describe forms of catastrophizing over the smallest mundane things.
In some pages, I casually mention a family member I dearly loved dying but then downplay it with something else. It's ups and downs by the sentence "It was my birthday yesterday, I had a great time! I am exhausted and drained and school is horrible. I did get a nice gift. I hope grandma stays alive" etc.
All this time I was happily keeping up this story of how happy I was. How I had such loving parents who where always there for me. They would shower me with gifts they could barely afford.
In my house, there were no rules. There was no bedtime. There was no structure - no breakfast together or chores I had to do. Everyone was jealous of me, because I was so free, but child and teenage me were constantly longing for someone to care.
I would be gone from home as much as I could. The atmosphere was so hectic. One day you'd come home to a happy loving mom who has all the patience and curiousity to hear about my day and my struggles. The other I would walk in and get scolded about how I was nothing. One day she was willing to help me with my feelings and emotions, but in other days she'd scold me for having them! I should be strong because according to mom, she's cyinic, and the world is 'angry and cruel. The world is unfair.' Now get up and don't wallow in your sadness and self-pity.
It's like they would give a gift sometimes, just to then call me ungrateful every day after. According to them I was unthankful, selfish, and my mom said I'd act as if the world revolved only around me. If I'd say "huh, I never said that?! I would never say such a thing?" she said "that is just what you think you are doing. But in reality, you're ruining it for everyone".
Eitherway, after going through the entire diary without skipping a page, I remembered I once made a video of my mom attacking me. I looked it up, and for the first time in 8 years I had the mental energy to watch it. My jaw dropped to the floor. I never even saw someone act so horrible before but it's me going through it....
t's like my world shattered. My mom was treating me absollutely horribly in this video. I don't even remember! You can see her face, and she is so scary! Here eyes look like pure hurt, as if she was throwing her own traumatic upbringing onto me and blaming me for it. She looks at me as if she's completely disgusted by me! The entire rant of hers is a complete mind trip where she downplays everything I say and spins it around as if I was just a burden who tried to make life for my parents worse.
I would never help with chores. Because, if I asked if she needed help, she didn't. I didn't have to do anything in the house but also did not know how to do anything. Then on other days she'd get angry I wasn't doing enough in the house and mention how our life should be about "giving and taking" and I should participate in that.
Now having read all of this, and watching some more video's of these attacks, I remember many things. How my parents would lock me up in the dark cold hallway because I had a "tantrum". They say it 'wasn't that long' but overstimulated and panicked todler me would bawl her eyes out. I felt so abandoned. In my life, alltogether, my strongest feeling is guilt. I feel guilty for everything. I feel shame. I feel ugly when I cry.
I only managed to teach myself how to release emotions in january this year. I never knew. I couldn't cry since years. When I finally managed this year, I'd notice I'd feel so ugly. My cries sound like my mom crying. She'd cry in our house regularly at some point. Really messy, really loud.
Because of constantly being told I wasn't doing enough, or that I didn't care, I wanted to please. I would muster up the courage and shun myself for how difficult and bad it felt to do so. I would ask her "mom, are you okay? Do you need a hug?"
She'd turn around on her desk chair and YELL. Loud. Screaming at me to get out of her face. Just get out of our life. This happened several times. I'd just walk away from the house. I felt so alone and unwanted. I never could do it right. My dad would just avoid my gaze.
Some days I would be begging my mom for a hug. Just for some attention. But she was so overstimulated that she couldn't even give me a touch. I would feel so lost and alone and just go outside and distract myself with imaginary games. I remember because of this, the moments where I would overheat my parents show off to parents of friends of mine how "I was such an easy kid" and how I could entertain myself and be happy for hours. The other parents would be jealous. I wouldn't know why this would make me cry
My life first going to school was just sheer terror. I felt so abandoned. Every time mom dropped me off I'd kling around her leg crying and screaming. Then afterwards, I wouldn't want to go home either. I remember how later in my childhood I still felt guilty for this behavior, because mom must have been so ashamed. I'd hang around teachers and daycare adults all the time. I wanted to hug everyone, because that was what I so desperately wanted.
My dad could never give hugs. Sometimes he'd allow it, but it would feel so distant. If my mom was starting to freak out about me, he'd sometimes intervere and call me to 'it's done now!' and 'go to bed'! No matter the time. I'd lay in my bed, just trying to curl up and feel somewhat comfortable.
In primary school, I would constantly visit friends. It continued in highschool too. I had two music classes and sports, so for four days a week I was settled after school - not having to go home immediately. Home didn't feel safe. It wasn't a constant. Some days there would be dinner at a nicely put dinner table and we'd eat together, some days I'd just eat some bread myself.
Some days mom would just be lying in bed. I found a video, that's why I remember. She would'nt get out until the beginning of the evening. This was in the time she would normally make me some lunch, or ya-know, take care of me. Suddenly I'd have to do everything alone.
I was constantly entertaining myself with imaginary friends at home. I'd play outside until I was 17 or so, alone. My cat was pure innocence and love but when I told my parents he was 'coughing' they didn't want to believe me. They only took him to the vet when it was too late and never apologized or were able to own up for this.
When I was 14 I wrote in my diary I was looking forwards to visit grandma. She's my mom's mom, and I would sometimes spend up to a week there just to be able to relax and be loved unconditionally. My mom would terroize me with her stress and anger and accusations to a point I couldn't focus on school. I wrote how she'd come into my room calling me names and how I couldn't read my homework papers through the tears.
My dad was never really there. He'd choose himself to be out of the house in the morning before mom and I'd be out and then when he was back he wouldn't make it further into the house than his TV chair. My parents would watch TV for hours when I was a kid. If I asked "what are you watching" they'd both go "Shhhh!". If I'd push it futher, the'd send me upstairs.
I feel like I spend so much time just hiding from my parents. Wheter it was upstairs in my bedroom all day, and night, or if it was outside. I now also remember just biking for hours crying hoping someone would stop and console me. I'd make the wrong friends and smoke weed at 16 just to stop the thoughts.
I would visit friends just because their house was calm and safe. I'd get a nice dinner there, and it would be a whole new experience. My parents would always be easily agitated. I am hyper senstive, hyper aware. I get uncomfortable just seeing them being uncomfortable. I remember I could already feel the energy from streets away. Sometimes I knew it would be wrong and I'd just bike somewhere else and go home later.
In one diary entry, I describe how my parents told me to write a letter to my dad's mom for her birthday. I finish the letter, and only then I allowed myself to take a shower and take care of myself. I would rot in bed, and rot in my dirty hair for days, just like mom. On other days she'd be so happy, she'd be re-decorating the entire house, invite me to go rollerskating.
But I also remember how many times my parents threatened to throw me out of the car. I remember how my 'reaction' to whatever they 'gave me' would never suffice. Then I would be the bad guy, for not being thankful.
My parents, they did everything for me. They paid for everythingg. Ya-da Ya-da, but I never had a proper hug from my dad. I don't know why he's even with my mom. I think he's a fun dude, but he's in mental pain. My mom told me way too young how her trauma's affected her. My dad's childhood would always be an excuse that I had to empathize with when I asked mom as a kid "if dad really loved me".
Other memories involve me running upstairs and then one parent following me. I don't remember getting hurt physically, but I remember all my life the pain I can see in their eyes.
If I look at pictures from my teenage years now, I can finally see the depression in my eyes. It took me up until this year to finally understand that having a clean kitchen and bathroom is something you do because you think you are worthy of a clean space. I had to get out of a depressionhole again over the years many times. I now realize the constant self critisism should have been self love. So that I would feel worthy of taking a shower and brushing my teeth.
I now see how what I saw as 'good experiences' are mostly just my parents taking me somewhere to do some activity and it just fits the perfect family picture. I was their only child but we'd celebrate christmas with many, many presents for me. But once my grandparents didn't live anymore, the birthday parties and tradition celebrations weren't hosted anymore by my parents. I wonder for who they truly did it. I was a golden child, but later in life I was just a burden.
I moved out the first chance I got. They didn't stop me. I was barely 17. I got into partying and drug abuse. I would sleep for weeks in bed. Barely ate. Then I would drag myself out of it again and have missed my mom's birthday. I was the one ruining the relationship to them.
I realized last year my parents had not called me for over 7 months. That was the first time I cried since the last time I did as teen. It's always coming from me.
My depression, my axieties and the treatment my parents gave me were never seen. It was never validated until I could finally read my diary with new eyes and watch those videos. I never got professional help but I will look for this now. I am really longing for someone to tell me what I was going through wasn't normal.
I did not remember this until yesterday, BUT, I am so used to being called weak, sensitive, a cry-baby, a bitch, for telling my mom how her verbal abuse made me feel. I feel so weird, how I repressed all of this for so long and the past years I tried so hard to still visit them and give them hugs and they felt good and now it all just feels fake and weird again.
Well yeah, so this is about everything that's been on my mind today. I feel totally weird. It's a tuesday and I couldnd't even work today. I am lost.
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2024.05.21 16:49 Itsgivingperiodt Trigger warning: Ethan Slater [a honest opinion]

Trigger warning: Ethan Slater [a honest opinion]
Well, well, well, looks like someone has a complicated love life. Imagine being a total flirt with fans while dating your high school sweetheart, and then getting hitched and becoming a major jerk while pretending to be a loving dad to your newborn kid and cheating on your wife with a pop star. Talk about multitasking! It's like he's trying to juggle a dozen plates and failing at every single one of them. I wonder if he's considered a career in the circus instead? Or maybe he thinks he's in some kind of rom-com movie where everything works out in the end regardless of the consequences, but in reality, he's just acting like a total jerk to his family and causing unnecessary drama...
It's time to grow up and stop thinking with the wrong head, buddy. Otherwise, he might find himself single and alone, with nothing but his fake caring father persona to keep him company.
The sad part is that he's not just betraying his wife and child, but also the trust of his fans who thought he was a loyal and committed partner. It's a tough pill to swallow when someone you idolize turns out to be a total let-down.
Let me be honest here...
There is never an excuse for cheating, especially when someone is married or in a committed relationship (especially if you have a newborn together). Flirting with fans while being in a relationship is disrespectful and hurtful to the partner involved. When someone decides to marry their high school sweetheart, they make a commitment to be loyal and faithful to their partner. Betraying that trust by dating someone else behind their partner's back is a significant violation of trust and shows a lack of respect for their partner and the relationship they are in.
Also let me remind you that all of the cast of the wicked was SUPPORTIVE of their affair (if you don't believe me , look it up, literally) and they were hiding it from LILLY! Ariana was holding her child (future stepson maybe..?) and told to Lilly about how she wants to have a kid one day WHILE simultaneously was being with Ethan and their affair started in December of 2022 (literally look it up!) [Don't fool the public with the alternative timeline, we all know the truth here!]
Yeah you read that right. THE CAST MEMBERS KNEW THEIR AFFAIR. I'M FEELING DISGUISED.
They went on double dates (Dalton+ Ari with Lilly + Ethan)...wow..wow...
ALSO
If someone is unhappy in their marriage or relationship, they should address those emotions and feelings with their partner or seek counseling to work through any issues. Rather than engaging in infidelity and causing pain and hurt to their partner and family, they should prioritize honesty, communication, and finding healthier ways to address any problems or dissatisfaction in the relationship. Cheating is never acceptable behavior and causes significant emotional damage to all parties involved.
✨️It is important for cheaters- i mean for celebrities to be mindful of how they conduct themselves in their personal lives and the impact their actions can have on others or else they're gonna be a meme on social media...✨️
(Btw if you're ugly from inside and out and you're thinking that bases on your high ego you can conquer the world, make an appointment with your psychiatrist.)
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2024.05.21 16:48 Throwra12312345678 Not sure sometimes if he really wants to make it work or is terrified of what divorce will actually do to him financially.

I’ll just preface this by saying we are actively trying to reconcile at the moment but it has been rocky to say the least. I (36f) and my husband (38m) have been together 20 years together, married 16, high school sweethearts, two teenagers and last year he had an affair with a woman at work over the course of ~6months. Couldn’t quite let her go after I found out in December and had me in an awful limbo about whether he wanted to stay together.
He kept talking about wanting to legally separate rather than divorce ‘out of the kindness of his heart’… so i could stay on his really good insurance… I said no fucking way we’re getting divorced if you want to stay with her and leave me.
After two months of him stringing me along about it and but not cutting her off and committing to our marriage I had to do something. I was sick with depression, I lost 40lbs in 2 months and I was not well. I did the horrific pick me things just trying to get him to see what he’s losing and just choose me, Choose us. Toward the end of January this year he still continued to say he thinks he just need to separate. To “work on ourselves” even though he was actually in contact with his AP. I signed a lease on an apartment and moved out.
He cried that next day, he said this wasn’t what he wanted.. I said are you fucking joking.. maybe he didn’t think I’d actually do it, and that I’d stay in our guest room while he dates another woman for a while… either way I moved out that weekend and tried to get the ball rolling for separation and ultimately Divorce. Told him I was going light contact and to only talk to me about kids from here on out. By Monday he was out of his mind, now suddenly he wants to give it his best try to make our marriage work, and he’s willing to cut off his AP and work on us..after I signed a year lease… so I said okay we can get to date and reconnect and rebuild.
Fast forward to mid April. Things had been going pretty well. A couple tough emotional days here and there on my end. We talked about them and kept going along. We had an amazing date night and I stayed over in our home. The next morning while he was sleeping a nagging feeling told me to go through his phone. I’m sure you know where this is heading.
Found evidence he’s still having his affair. This time around he was instantly begging me to stay. He knew at this point how fucking done I was. I had been frequently checking the phone records to make sure they weren’t still in contact but She had made a fake instagram profile under the name frank and they had been solely communicating there.
Skipping past a lot of details to save time the next day I reached out to his AP, she actually responded. It surprised me because I tried to back In December and instead of responding she made her account private and changed her profile picture to the most menacing evil smile. She said she was so sorry and didn’t know we were working on things. That he did cut her off in February like he said but It started back up in early march and he had been going to her apartment 2-3 time a week…
So, things are really rough now to say the least. I know I’ll be judged here for this but this time was different after finding out. This time he sent her a message cutting her off right in front of me, turned on his location, begged me to do marriage counseling, swore he would fix this and fix him. That he didn’t want to lose me and just didn’t know how to stop.
Crocodile tears I know but it was definitely different than the first time around.
Anyway. I have enough screenshots to write a book of all this and in between. Last week things were not great between us and no he suddenly doesn’t want to do marriage counseling I still he gets individual help and was being generally shitty to me for someone who has betrayed me So much. I probably shouldn’t have said anything and just done it but I told him I was going to seek a divorce lawyer for a consultation in case we couldn’t make this work.
He freaked out and when things get close to this step he always does. Since this all started, He keeps trying to say he wants me to go to one together and not separate. He never says he doesn’t want to divorce because he loves me it’s always well what do you want out of the divorce. That it will get nasty if we do separate layers and he doesn’t want it to get nasty. I’m not sure why he thinks it will get nasty. I made it clear to him I don’t want the house, he lives next to his parents…. No way.
Saturday we made up from this argument and aren’t really talking divorce currently but I stoped over to see my son later that day, yes I know this is insane, but he wasn’t home so i check his browser history on his pc.
Of course divorce lawyers searched but so was “[state] law wife moved of house does she have rights to it”
Like I don’t want the house I don’t want a his truck but does he seriously think I’m going to walk from 20 years, my entire adult life, of building with someone I love and was loyal to with nothing??? I spent my time raising our family and supporting him while he built his career and his first thought is can she take the house?? It makes me feel like he doesn’t want us to work hes just terrified of the financial repercussions of divorce.
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2024.05.21 16:16 Head-Masterpiece6276 What should i do about this

Well there is a guy that i really like his my classmate and we don't really talk and i had this huge crush on him for literally one year his been showing up in my dreams nad all of that and im known as the shy girl that doesnt date and hes the type of boy that doesnt date either he dated one time and he didn't like it i guess (btw when u say dated its just texting and stuff but its not inappropriate) and i really wanna tell him that i like him but idk if i should bc iv never teld a guy that i like him before and im scared if being rejected and school is ending in a month and we dont even talk on social media idk what to do i just wanna be friends with him uk i was thinking of making a fake account and talk to him there and tell him that im his classmate but don't tell him wich one What do u guys think and tell me what i should do i just want to be friends at least thanks you guys 🎀
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2024.05.21 16:15 SwashbucklinChef Who are you referring to?

At my last job I ended up taking up an interim position filling in for one of our guys who had been deployed (air force reserves). At the time I was in school finishing up a degree and the plan was I'd fill in for the reservist and when the guy came back from deployment I would be nearly done and would move into a subordinate role to him in this role. During this interim time we would hire a contractor to do my old job with an intent to hire him on full time provided he worked out.
New guy ended up being a dude from India named Sujal. When we spoke to him we always pronounced his name "Soo-jawl" and he never corrected us.
Very friendly guy who I ended up bonding with over Jackie Chan films. We had an ongoing, heated debate over which was better: First Strike or Rumble in the Bronx. Needless to say, I felt we had a great report.
One day about eight months into his contract he's telling a story and while referring to something someone said to him he says his name and I notice something.
"Hey man, how did you say your name just now?" "Soo-jil." "...so not Soo-jawl?" "No." "So we've been pronouncing your name the wrong way for 8 months?" "Yeah." "Why didn't you say anything?!" "Well, I didn't want to be rude."
We had a good laugh about how absurd it was that none of us realized we were calling him the wrong name for such a long time and I quickly passed it on to my coworkers. Pretty soon we all had it right except my boss.
My boss is a great guy but having to run this department kept him stretched pretty thin and sometimes little things would fall through the cracks. The trick to working with him was always keeping receipts and being sure to update your documentation. He always went to bat for us so I don't think anyone ever held it against him, but he was definitely a little scatter brained when it came to certain issues.
Issues such as how to pronounce Sujal's name. This eventually become a new running joke for the department.
Whenever the boss would mispronounce Sujal's name we would just dumbly reply back, "who?"
"Him! That guy! Right there!" "Oh! You mean Sujal?"
The realization would then strike and he'd laugh it off, apologize, and use the proper pronunciation... Only to forget the following day and the cycle would continue.
This would go on for at least two months before it finally stuck. We got a lot of good laughs at my boss's expense out of this.
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2024.05.21 16:04 rpkat [F4A/M] various plots

Hi there! I’m 26, CST, and female!
SFW ONLY.
Message me with your age, timezone (US Timezones Preferred), what plot you’re interested in, and a sample of your writing if you’re interested!
Partner requirements: must be 21 to 35 years old - Must play male - write in third person - 2+ paragraphs - must be able to post once a day - Discord Only. - No asterisks - Proper grammar and punctuation please.
Super into enemies to lovers and/or love triangles right now.
Also would love to do something ACOTAR inspired or Hades x Persephone.
Cool, confident characters only. I am not interested in shy/reserved/soft/etc.
Alien x Superhero This is meant to be sort of Avenger-ish with aliens not being liked on Earth. I was thinking maybe your character is one of the heroes against the whole aliens being on the Earth. There’s a march being rumored to happen where aliens wanting to gain citizenship and demand the end of their races being killed. What your character doesn’t know is that his beloved girlfriend is an alien (my character). She’s a shapeshifter type that’s been sneaking out of the house lately for meetings concerning the march.
Rivals I have a few ideas for this one. One resolving around two college aged adults going to the same college, their parents are mafia rivals. Slowly they fall for each other before finding out who they really are, or even an arranged sort of marriage that ties both families together and ends the rivalry... just for a while.
Arranged Marriage: Looking for a more modern to almost futuristic kind of setting. Our characters being forced to marry each other due to a war ending or some other sort of treaty. I would be more than happy to also have some fantasy elements in this.
The Selection: Basically a slightly futuristic twist on the BacheloBachelorette. One prince or princess comes of age and must go through an event called The Selection where they must find love from a specific amount of contestants.
Royal Mistake: a prince from another country comes to America for school under a disguise and fake name, and falls for a regular American commoner.. It calls for big scandals if anyone finds out who the noble in disguise really is.
Fake Fiancée: Y/C and his fiancée have recently called things off. There’s only one real problem to this... He was supposed to bring her to meet the family at a huge family reunion/wedding/event of your choice. He resorts to calling M/C his college best friend or his best friend’s sister… we can discuss that a bit more.
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2024.05.21 15:56 Routine-Crew-4485 I sold an item buyer reported it as fake I sent the receipt and my account got blocked (no personal info)

I sold an item buyer reported it as fake I sent the receipt and my account got blocked (no personal info)
What do I do? I sent all the proof I could that the item was legit and they still blocked me
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2024.05.21 15:54 Dependent-World-2733 UC for non resident parent being claimed back - advice needed.

Hi,
Posting from a burner account. I'll keep this as brief as possible.
In 2019 I had a very unpleasant separation/divorce with family court involvement. The family court case resulted in our 2 children living with mother and spending time with me (father) on an equal 50/50 split.
The stress of the divorce and family court case caused me to stop working for some time. Shortly after the family court judgement I made a UC claim so I could provide for my children. When asked if the children lived with me I explained about the court order and the fact they would be with me 50% of the time. I even supplied the court order to UC for them to see this judgement.
The claim was awarded and since then I have been receiving UC every month. Yesterday I received a letter stating I had to attend a telephone compliance interview which I have just completed.
The agent on the phone told me that as I wasn't claiming child benefit my UC claim has been flagged, and in fact only the parent in receipt of child benefit can claim UC. Mother claims child benefit for both children and refused to relinquish half of this, despite the children living with me and me paying equally for all their expenses.
Consequently, UC tell me my claim is incorrect which means not only will they stop my UC, I will also have to repay the last 4 years as they are technically "overpayments" - this could be over £20k.
I am at a loss as to what to do - UC have advised me to try and find some proof I am the main contact at my children's school, doctors, dentists etc... though I fail to see what difference this will make as legally I am a non resident parent (and don't get me started on fathers roles being diminished by the family court, that's another story altogether!)
I queried why the DWP accepted my claim in the first place if it was wrong, to which I was told they were approving any claim with children involved during the pandemic. I also queried why its taken them 4 years to raise this to which they had no answer other than my account had just been flagged.
Surely this should not be my problem if they were not following their own rules when deciding to award the claim? I have never been anything but completely honest with them and as I mentioned earlier, they saw a copy of the court order in relation to the children's living arrangements at the time of the claim.
I'm at a loss as to where to go from here. Any advice would be hugely appreciated, thanks for reading.
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