Old phrases for saying goodbye

Hey all, from recommendation from my little sister, I have come to Reddit to seek help.
So I have this friend, well, it’s complicated for me right now. We’ve known eachother since we were both 4 years old, and have been friends for 20 years now. He’s been one of my greatest friends forever up until our senior year of high school where he started spread false rumors about me, and when proven that they were fake, he apologized. Now this was pretty serious rumors that I had done sexually abusive things, so I was pretty mad, but I eventually did forgive him for what he told everyone behind my back. Come now five years later, we go on a vacation with my other best friend and his fiancé. He offered to drive me and my fiancé and we agreed, since we were on the way. Now, he has a girlfriend who is also married to someone else (yeah it’s super complicated) and while I don’t think the relationship is the healthiest, I supported him. She was going through some personal stuff and really wanted him to come back to console her. He then asks me, since we are his ride, if we can leave early. Now he asks while we are all out and about on vacation so I say “sure” mostly because it catches me off guard, but after talking with my fiancé, we decide to pull him aside and talk about how we want to stay, as my other best friend lives across the country and we only see eachother once a year. He then poses an ultimatum to us that we HAVE to leave early or he’s leaving us there. Needless to say, I began sobbing and my fiancé stuck up for me and brought me to confront him in front of the others. He was very adamant on sticking to his ultimatum, and I go into the hall sobbing. Mind you this is 10 minutes before a big dinner reservation we had planned out. I eventually muster up enough strength to get ready for dinner, and we have to ride in the same car as the friend who wants to leave me. It doesn’t take long before my fiancé screams at the friend telling him how badly he’s treating me and how if he hurts me, he hurts him too (love my fiancé to death for sticking up for me so much) and he finally realizes he’s not fully in the right so he apologizes, but still asks that we leave earlier than everyone else. Feeling defeated, I agree. Now, I told him I forgave him, but I’m not really sure if I do or I did? I feel he put his girlfriend(?) way ahead of me when we’ve been best friends for 20 years and he knew her for 6 months to a year. The whole situation felt fucked to me, so I haven’t spoken to him much since. I’m cordial interacting, but he has hardly reached out to me two months later, and I question if I’m even a priority in his life when I had seen him so highly before.
Today at work, I get a call from somewhere he wants to apply to. I immediately hang up because I’m unsure what to do. They left a voicemail, asking about him because I was listed as a recommendation. I feel so lost right now, because on the one hand, I still don’t think he sees why exactly what he did was so wrong to me or saw how hurt he’s made me, and I’ve already been betrayed twice by him, I don’t know if I want to give it another chance and I don’t know if I have it in me to help with the recommendation if I feel so dishonest, but I also don’t want to screw him out of a job just because I feel a certain way when he has in the past done some really great things for me and I share a lot of great times with him.
So Reddit, should I follow through with the interview recommendation or ignore it?

What's up guys. I need a bit of advice. l'm a P2 in a Pharm program where I'll be graduating with $155000 at the end of my program at the age of 26 (combo of unsubsidized and grad plus, payed full tuition out of pocket for undergrad and my masters so nothing to worry about there). I plan on paying off the interest only whilst in my PharmD program, and then tacking the principle when I start working. I hope to work in retail (been in retail since I was 15 years old, pharmacy is something I find genuine joy in). I've asked some pharmacist, and they say just not to worry about the student loans and pay it off little by little and just finish it within 10-15 years, whilst others say live like a pauper and pay it off in 3-5 years and you'll have plenty to spare whilst paying the loans + after finishing the loan payment. I also want to get married and have kids before 30. What path would you say is the best? What would you do? Any, literally any, helpful advice would be appreciated since l'm kind of alone in this situation since I'm the first in my family to undergo this situation. I was gonna try to ask in pharmacy but l'm confident that most of the response there would be 'just don't do pharmacy.

Howdy. I am officer M (only M, privacy reasons, could lose my job if I was exposed). I’ve been investigating these three cases for the past few years, and I wanted to see if anyone had any clue how to solve them.
I normally wouldn’t go to places like Reddit for this, but I’m desperate. Everyone else I’ve tried has said that this is some kind of webseries project thing. It isn’t.
I’m gonna show you the transcriptions of three sets of video tapes. The first set is from James Barlowe, the second from Daren Redd, and the third from Nick Robin.
Well, I’d better get on with it.
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There’s only one tape in this section. It begins with a man in a priest’s uniform (identified as James Barlowe) in the driver’s seat of a car. The person holding the camera is in the passenger’s side.
CAMERAMAN (LATER IDENTIFIED AS NICK ROBIN): “So! What’re we doing, James?”
JAMES: “Oh, uhm, we’re going to a haunted house to perform an exorcism.”
NICK: “Hell yeah we are!”
Nick turns the camera towards his face.
NICK: “Someone tipped us off on a haunted house recently, so we’re gonna go check it out. And James is gonna use his cool priest powers or whatever to get rid of the ghosts! Right James?”
The camera pans to James.
JAMES: “Ah- Yeah.”
The camera turns back to Nick.
NICK: “Now, I’m not gonna be in this one too much, since James is gonna be doing his stuff on his own.”
JAMES: “Wait what?”
The tape cuts off here, and picks back up with James holding the camera. He’s in front of a run-down, abandoned house. He seems nervous, fidgeting with the stole around his neck.
JAMES: “Okay, so, uhm. I am Father Barlowe, and, uhm..I kind of thought Nick was gonna be here. He- He told me he was gonna be here. I dunno. Uhm. Today I’m going to exorcise this ghost. I, uh, don’t know if I’m allowed to do that anymore. But I know how.”
James turns the camera around, and starts to walk into the house. The front door opens into a hallway, which leads to a living room. The camera shakes as James fumbles with his pockets, then brings out a cross. He holds it out in front of him.
JAMES: “Uhm, if there are any ghosts here, show yourself.”
Nothing happens. James mutters something about editing. He waves the cross around dramatically.
JAMES: “Ghost, or demon, or whatever you are, please come and-”
A loud bang comes from somewhere within the house. James seems to flinch. He can be heard heavily breathing as he turns the camera towards the sound.
JAMES: “Uhm..Okay. That’s okay. I’ve got a cross. I’m okay.”
James begins to walk down the hall, where the sound was heard. The camera is shaking, and James is holding out his cross.
JAMES: “Okay, uhm- I think..I think the ghost is in there.”
James points to the doorway at the end of the corridor, then advances towards it. He walks through, and into what appears to be a study. There is a desk and chair in the corner. The chair has a pitch-black figure in it.
JAMES: “Oh god, okay, uhm- Okay. Okay. Uhm. Uh- Demon!”
The figure turns to face James. He holds out his cross with a trembling hand.
JAMES: “Foul creature, begone from this home-”
The figure stands up and begins to walk towards James. The camera is dropped.
JAMES: “Oh God, oh God!”
James can be heard running away.
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This first tape is very intriguing to me. The figure has not been identified. At least, not as anyone in the town.
I interviewed both Nick Robin and James Barlowe (they had not gone missing after this video. quite the contrary, in fact. James Barlowe is the one that brought the video to police), and they revealed that most of the content in their videos was fake.
They said that the events of the video were not planned.
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The camera appears to be moved around a bit, before setting up to show a man in a red hoodie (identified as Daren Redd) sitting in an office chair. It can be assumed that he’s at his desk. He smiles at the camera.
DAREN: “Uh- Hi. This feels weird, haha. I don’t think I should introduce myself? I don’t know. No one but me’s gonna see this anyways. Unless I make, like, a giant scientific discovery. Or break a world record.”
Daren fidgets with the strings of his hoodie, twirling one between his fingers.
DAREN: “So. My sleep schedule sucks. I’ve been trying to fix it for weeks now, it isn’t working. I’ve decided, fuck it, I’m just gonna roll with it. So! I’m gonna try and stay up for 12 days straight.”
Daren grabs the camera, and shows a calendar up on the wall. The month and year are cut off. Two days are circled (Tuesday, then the next Saturday).
DAREN: “I’ve got a calendar here so that I can figure out how long I’ve been up. If I do more physical stuff, maybe I’ll stay up longer! Haha.”
The camera pans back to Daren.
DAREN: “I’ve got my room-mate watching over me. He’s actually in here right now- Say hi, Nick!”
(PRESUMABLY) NICK, IN THE BACKGROUND: “Hey.”
DAREN: “I rested up real good to prepare for this, so I’m hoping that my plan works. So, uh..Yeah. D-Man out.”
The next tape starts out with Daren holding the camera up to Nick Robin.
DAREN: “Niiiiiiiick.”
NICK: “Why are you recording me?”
DAREN: “Nick how long have I been awake?”
NICK: “Since yesterday, I think.”
Daren flips the camera around to face him. He has a large grin on his face.
DAREN: “That’s right, baby! D-Man has been awake for one whole day! Well- Two? One? Since Tuesday. It’s, uh, Wednesday.”
Daren shows the calendar to the camera. Tuesday is crossed off.
DAREN: “So far, nothing weird has happened yet. I’m tired, but I’ve been drinking a ton of Monster.”
The camera pans to a trash can, with several cans of Monster in it.
DAREN: “So! I should be able to stay up as long as I need. World record, here I come!”
The third tape begins with Daren dragging a trash bag outside.
DAREN: “Ok so I forgot to record a tape today, and I know that if I don’t do it now I’m gonna forget again. But, uhm, I’ve been up for..Uh..I dunno. Time is a concept, anyways. It’s Thursday now, though!”
Daren heaves the trash bag into a can. He walks back inside, and sighs with relief as he enters.
DAREN: “Whew, I love air conditioning.”
NICK (IN THE BACKGROUND): “Dude- Why don’t you take your hoodie off?”
DAREN: “Ah, y’know.”
NICK: “I really don’t.”
DAREN: “See, you get it!”
Daren chuckles and brings the camera into his room. He sets it down on his desk, and sits down in the office chair. He has bags under his eyes, and his hair looks messier than usual.
DAREN: “So. Recently, I’ve been tired. Like, horridly tired. To the point where even sitting down is a..” Yawn. “Risky move for me. But, working from home is keeping me on my toes. Who knew that writing reports could be so exhilerating!”
He looks over his shoulder for a moment, before turning back to the camera. His eyes appear wide and frightened, but he’s still smiling.
DAREN: “Uh, pro tip, maybe don’t try this stuff! I’m stupid enough to try and get a world record, but you, uh, shouldn’t be. Anyways, uhm, D-Man out.”
The fourth tape shows Daren in the hospital, sitting next to Nick, who is in a bed with an IV in his arm. Daren’s eye bags have gotten worse.
DAREN: “Hey, uhm. I don’t know if I’m supposed to record in here. I had to drive Nick to the hospital- He had a dairy allergy thing.”
NICK: “I said he could record in here, don’t worry.”
DAREN: “Yea, he- He said I could record this. I think I’m gonna stay the night here- People do that at hospitals, right? But, uh, they don’t need a bed for me. Because I’m not sleeping! I’m just gonna, uh, play on my phone for the night.”
Daren looks over his shoulder, before turning back to the camera.
DAREN: “Well! It’s Friday now. Been, uh, four days, I think? Yeah. I’ve been awake for four whole days! Well, uhm, this is more filler than anything. Nothing to note. D-Man out.”
The fifth tape is corrupted. Nothing is salvageable.
The sixth tape begins with Daren sitting at his desk. He looks tired beyond comprehension. His knee is bouncing, and he’s tapping his fingers on the table.
DAREN: “Uh, day..Six. I think. It’s Sunday now. The Lord’s day, ha-ha! I’m- I’m not religious. But, uhm, I know one of Nick’s friends is. James something. Maybe I should call that guy. I-”
Daren cuts himself off by looking over his shoulder. He looks back. His eyes are wild and terrified.
DAREN: “I think this was a bad idea. A horrible idea. I- I tried to sleep yesterday. But I couldn’t. I can’t- I can’t close my eyes for too long. Uhm..Nick has been in the hospital since Friday. He’s- He should be back by now. His visits never take this long.”
Daren chuckles. His voice sounds nervous.
DAREN: “He should be back soon, though, right? Right. He’s just taking a bit longer than usual. Uhm, Darry out.”
The seventh tape shows Daren sitting under his desk. He sets up the camera and brings his knees to his chest.
DAREN: “Nick came back today. He, uhm. He’s acting different. I was- I was talking to him, and he, uhm. He forgot he had a dairy allergy. He just..Forgot. I reminded him and he went- He went, oh, yeah. Like he didn’t go to the hospital for it a couple days ago.”
Daren appears to be trembling. He pulls his hood over his head.
DAREN: “..Been awake for seven days, ha-ha. So close! Just, uhm..Five? Four? Something around that. That many days left. I don’t- I don’t wanna do this. But I think I have to. I think it’ll leave me alone if I..”
Daren looks up at something offscreen, and screams.
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Daren Redd went missing after this video. I’ve been looking for him for years. I’m trying to stay professional here, but I really don’t know what’s going on. I still sometimes try to figure out what he was looking at in the last tape. But there’s no reflection in his eyes- No shadows anywhere. Nothing. Could he be hallucinating?
I don’t think he is. I think he’s seeing things, sure, but they’re real. They have to be real.
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This last section begins with Nick Robin in a car. He’s driving this time, with the camera on the dashboard. James is in the passenger seat. There’s camping gear and a few bags in the back seats.
NICK: “Hey! Welcome back to the PDC (later identified as Paranormal Discovery Channel, the youtube account that both Nick Robin and James Barlowe share), today we’re gonna be exploring a whole abandoned town! It’s called, uh..What was it called again?”
JAMES: “Sasbol heights.”
NICK: “Right, right. Sasbol heights or whatever. Anyways! It’s gonna be cool. Oh- There it is! Dude dude dude- Look!”
The camera points to a charred-looking town. Maybe burnt down?
NICK: “We’re gonna get settled, then get back to all of you. I’ll see y’all soon!”
The next tape begins with Nick sitting in a tent.
NICK: “So! It’s been, like, a day. The first night was pretty underwhelming- Just some creepy old town with bugs and stuff. Nothing too special. Just a bigger version of a haunted house.”
Nick looks off screen- Presumably at James. Nick chuckles.
NICK: “James is sleeping right now. Apparently he’s been having nightmares? That’s, uh, pretty normal for him, though. Oh! Today I started setting up the ghost hunting stuff. Unpacking, putting up cameras, all that jazz.”
There’s shuffling from behind the camera. Nick smiles at (assumedly) James, and winks at the camera.
The third tape starts with Nick and James going into one of the abandoned houses. Nick seems much more enthusiastic than James.
JAMES: “We’re gonna put a voice-over on this, right?”
NICK: “Yea, yea. Something something, abandoned house, something something.”
JAMES: “Good, good, uhm..Nick, man, you know I like doing this and all..But I don’t think I like this episode. It’s like- It feels wrong, y’know?”
NICK: “Mm..You’re right, you’re right. But hey! Think of the money we’ll get from this. Our reactions are gonna be authentic and shit. Plus, we’ve only got a day left.”
Nick pats James’ back, and James smiles.
JAMES: “Right. You’re right.”
The fourth tape is corrupted.
The fifth tape doesn’t include James or Nick’s face, but we can assume who is talking.
NICK: “Listen, man, it- It just got corrupted. It’s fine, right? It’s cool. We can redo it-”
JAMES: “I’m fucking serious, Nick! This isn’t normal! None of the shit we saw yesterday was planned!”
NICK: “I know, I know, but come on man! I need this money!”
JAMES: “Money isn’t worth it, at this point. Please, God, let’s just leave.”
NICK: “If you wanna leave, just go! I can do the video without you.”
JAMES: “I’m not just leaving you with these demons!”
Both Nick and James are quiet for a while. Nick silently walks back to the tent, bringing the camera with him.
The sixth tape is shot from within Nick’s car. Nick is driving, the camera is on the dashboard. He seems terrified.
NICK: “I’m not publishing this. I’m keeping this for myself, and- I don’t know! The police, probably! Jesus Christ- I’m fucking speeding. Are there even road laws here?”
Nick looks at his gas tank, seeing the needle nearing the E. He begins to tear up.
NICK: “Fuck- Uhm. What happened. James tried to kill me, and- And I don’t think he’s James anymore. I really don’t. He’s- He’s not that guy I went to high school with. There’s actually no way.”
He looks at the camera briefly, doing a quick double take.
NICK: “What- No. No. No- Goddammit! Leave me alone!”
The car swerves, and the camera topples over.
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I’ve been thinking about these cases since I found them. The actual police department doesn’t know about them- And I haven’t told my superior about them. These tapes just kind of appeared at my doorstep one day, along with a camera.
I looked at the camera’s film, and found three images.
The first one is a picture from the first set of tapes. It seems edited, though. James has a halo.
The second one is from the second set. It shows an image of Daren, with some kind of pitch-black figure behind him.
The third one is, supposedly, from the third set. Though nothing like it is seen anywhere in the tapes. It’s an image taken from the driver’s seat of Nick’s car, showing the camera from the video on the dashboard. On the screen of the camera is Nick. The image is edited to show a car tire over Nick’s face.
If anyone knows anything about James Barlowe, Daren Redd, or Nick Robin, please tell me at [xxxxxxxxxxxxxx]@gmail.com.

I found out my old best friend from high school (a little over a decade ago) died in a way we had extensively talked about. I had even bought him a necklace that was “protective” from that. I had a very dramatic response. It’s been months of intense crying and I just couldn’t get any ground to stand on with my grief. I finally reached out to another friend to maybe talk through some of it and the past.
After talking about two different things he did to me…I realized I forgot(repressed?) months of memories(the chaotic ones) towards the end. Enough that I even forgot him and I had finally gotten together after years of will they won’t they in a very dramatic way…while also hiding it from everyone that knew us. I think the only proof I have is a photo somewhere of our hidden facebook status change as he hid everything with me and apparently didn’t even talk about me to our other close friends. And then after some months of a stalemate with where we were going with boundaries in our relationship…he came out to me and said he didn’t want me to fall in love with some other guy. That he was in love with me and everything I was but that he couldn’t be with me in the way I needed. He tried to say I could basically cheat on him when I said monogamy was important to me and he was the only person I wanted. We tried to walk it back to friends, but I was pretty messed up after all of that and he still held firm on not wanting to be in my life if there was another guy. I never even got to tell anyone that we were together or else I would have outed him since we were so compatible and people would have questioned it. Through the years I tried to be supportive of his relationship, all of which he ignored. The one time he tried to contact me was a month and a half before my wedding, which now I finally remember why I didn’t invite him. I panicked and did not pick up the phone. I had texted him if he wanted to hang out we should do that sometime. He never contacted me again.
And now I’m just sitting here all wound up, very anxious and shaky after days. I’m kind of scared I forgot some major events between us. I think I just told myself it was all fake on his part. Obviously he hid me for a long time and downplayed it. I kept asking myself why did I feel like I didn’t mean anything to him but what I felt was real? I even very publicly chose him over another guy after they got in a dumb fight over me. I don’t know how to process anything anymore. I loved him with everything in me. I literally held out hope one day we’d still be able to be friends again. I don’t think everything was entirely fake on his end as he kissed me while my nose was running all down my face after that momentous blow up. I don’t think I would have done that. That's pretty much all the humor I can muster.

Pretty much the title. I remember when I was 10yrs old being on a roadtrip with my best friend’s family. I was telling a story (my stories are known to be quite long) and her dad turned up the music. I started to talk louder. He responded to part of my story by saying “no way, really? tell me more!” but proceeded to turn the volume higher. Everyone in the car laughed, but I hadn’t realized they were making fun of me, so I took him literally and continued to talk even louder till the whole car was dying with laughter. I thought maybe they found my story funny. I still hadn’t realized they were laughing at me until my friend explained that he was trying to get me to shut up.
This was ages ago, but I think about it often as an adult. I find myself telling a story or explaining a book or podcast or something I’ve recently learned about and wanted to share, but then I realize no one is listening and no one cares. Friends and family make jokes that they can put the phone down for 30 minutes and I’ll still be talking. They make jokes about how detailed I am or how I can’t take a hint when people don’t care. I feel like I’m constantly wasting breath on sharing parts of my life with people when no one actually means it when they ask about those things. Or maybe they do and I just don’t know how to give concise answers. Either way, it’s just exhausting and I often find myself going mute because of it. But the moment I’m surrounded by people and I don’t have anything to say or contribute to their conversations, everyone asks what’s wrong or says the world must be ending if I’m not talking. It’s just embarrassing and depressing and I wish I wasn’t this way. It’s killing my spirit.

I made a facebook post about my new Grandpa and the cool old photos I found of him. My Mom called me swearing at me and calling me a bitch, demanding that I remove it. She wanted me to wait until my Grandpa and non-bio Grandpa die to share it.
Are other people waiting for their parents or grandparents to die before they share results / information?
I think it's exciting to learn of the new family connection, but I do empathize for how my Grandma must feel knowing that people are finding out my Mom had a different Dad.
My Mom ended the conversation by saying I lost a Mother and blocked me.

I have absolutely no idea what to do. I have nobody to rely on. I don't know what to do. I am 19f. My life is a complete shit show. I was bullied not only emotionally but physically throughout my childhood, primarily due to being neurodivergent, though I didn't know that at the time, just thought I was "weird" and nobody liked me despite being a kind kid. I was obsesssed with early childhood education, reading books by Maria Montessori and writing teaching philosophy statements at the age of 8. I was paralyzed for about a year at the age of 11 and suffered severe medical trauma in the hospital as well. I felt my autonomy was stripped away from me and various professionals there, looking back, were abusive and negligent. There in the hospital I remember wanting to die for the first time. When I got out, the bullying just got worse because now I had the whole being-in-a-wheelchair-thing going against me too. I ended up doing stupid shit to impress my peers and try to make friends, which just meant that I was constantly getting into trouble as a younger teen, which didn't help my mental health. I tried to kill myself at 13. My mom slapped me in the face while I was bleeding from my wrists and told me I was going to ruin her reputation and that I couldn't go to the hospital. I really needed stitches, I still have very visible scars from that day. She sewed holes in some long sleeved shirts for me to put my thumbs through to hide my arms at school and told me not to tell anyone. Things were never the same between me and my parents. I began at 14 seeking validation from adult men online. It was stupid and reckless, but it helped in the moment. I was kidnapped a week before I was supposed to start high school by a 33 year old man. He drove me to a different state 500 miles away, raped me, and tried to strangle me to death before police came. They treated me like a suspect and handcuffed me and made me sit in a cold car for 3 hours in the middle of the night. There was an amber alert sent out all over. I was put in a psych ward for about a week and then began 9th grade at a new school as "the girl from the amber alert" to everyone around me. Everyone was talking about it and asking for specifics and making jokes about what happened to me. It also made me a target for older boys who thought it was evidence that I was easy to manipulate. One of them ended up being the reason I had to leave school a month later. I did online school with my now emotionally abusive parents for several months before starting at a new school. But then, covid shut everything down again, and it was all taken away from me. My mental health was terrible and my parents opted for an unhelpful tough love approach. I became very hypersexual due to my trauma, which ended in me being assaulted more times than one. My parents blamed me and began to resent me, their words not mine. I entered a long term relationship at 16 with a boy I truly loved, we will call him K. K got me pregnant and I wanted to keep it, but my parents forced me to get an abortion with illegal drugs. It was traumatizing and I spiraled. A mentor figure who was a family friend betrayed me horribly. K got me pregnant again. I was on birth control, though everyone believes it was intentional, it was not. My parents said I could either get an abortion or leave home, so I moved out at 17. I got my shit together. For a while, things were good. I got an associates degree incredibly quickly and began a successful career in early childhood education as I had always dreamed. I worked my way up to a lead teacher at 18 and loved it. K and I were so happy. He proposed. The kind of true love most people never get to experience. Most of my peers drifted away during my pregnancy. I didn't care, I had K, my unborn baby, and my job. Then, while in labor, I found out K was cheating on me the entire time. I forgave him and we tried again, though I was postpartum and heartbroken. I stayed home with my newborn son while he worked, or so I thought. Really, he got fired or never went to every job I thought he had. He would drive there and turn his data off so his location was set there all day. He would stage pictures and talk about work. Really he was cheating, doing drugs, and playing video games while I was at home with our baby. His anger issues got worse and he'd get violent but not to the extent that I couldn't justify it to myself. His whole family knew. The cycle of him being caught and apologizing profusely and then doing it again went on for a while before he said that he needed to get out of his house where his cheater DV father was impeding his progress in getting better. I love him. It made sense, his dad was clearly where the behavior stemmed from. I left my housing program to get him out and we all 3 lived in hotels for a few months. I had to sell my body to afford a place for us to live. I was working full time as a lead teacher it just wasn't enough. He still couldn't keep a job but he wasn't lying or cheating. I got us a nice apartment all on my own. Things were good for a while. His anger issues would flair up at times but not as bad, and no lying or infidelity. We had so many heart to hearts. We got married. I did great at my job. He started doordashing for income. Things were going well. Then 6 months into our marriage, about 9 months after we moved out/7 months after we got our apartment, he sprung on me that he wanted a divorce. That was about 7 months ago now. We have been living together and I have been hoping to rebuild. In his vows, he swore so sincerely and in such great heartfelt detail to do better and be better and stand by me. And then he just through it all away. He has been so mean lately. Sometimes things are okay and it's like everything is the same. But he thinks I don't clean enough even though I try and he says I don't support him emotionally even though I really feel like I do. I also pay for everything, I even bought him an 800 dollar PC a couple months ago. I got really sick a month ago. Like vomiting 10+ times a day. I thought I had a stomach bug and didn't have money to go to the doctor over something so trivial that would clear up on its own. I made too much for medicaid but still not a lot. After only 4 days of being gone and feeling like shit, my work fired me. After another week or so of feeling sick and getting so weak I thought I was dying, I went to the hospital. They said all the vomiting had made me very dehydrated and I was lacking in a lot of vitamins. They gave me medicine and an IV. Turns out I'm pregnant and have HG. I'm pretty far along. At first K was supportive but now he acts like I'm trying to "trap" him with a baby, which doesn't even make sense. We were having unprotected sex and the only birth control was that I am breastfeeding, which he knew, so it isn't that crazy of an outcome. He has been so cruel and angry, saying terrible things. He threatens to leave when he gets mad so I beg him to stay because he knows I'd be all alone and I love him a lot. He has said some terribly cruel things and it's like every tiny thing I do wrong makes me the villain. Yesterday he blew up on me and it was scary and terrible. Today, I found out the few friends I thought I had hate me. One of them sent me the most cruel message I have ever received completely unprompted. I have no family support, no friends, my husband hates me, and everyone I've ever cared about except my son (who is different because he's too young to understand and he loves everyone and he is also a responsibility) wants nothing to do with me unless they are using me. I am so suicidal. I know a lot of people are suicidal but I am genuinely at a point where I am close to doing something I can't take back. But I can't because of my kids, both the 1 year old and the unborn one. And as much as I know I should be grateful for that, it feels so unfair. I've been having to do things I don't want to for money again. I have another great teaching job lined up but I don't start for at least a month. I feel like I should go to a hospital but I live in a state with a very high child removal rate even in cases of just mental health. I am a great mom, even though my husband and ex friends do not seem to agree. I can't risk having my fitness as a parent called into question over an unrelated mental health issue, especially since K's family and lots of people in my life would love the chance to lie about me to cps, and since I'm not employed right now, it doesn't look great. I don't know what to do. I feel so alone. I'm so so hurt. It feels like everything is falling apart. Not that long ago, I was a lead teacher, a wife, I felt like a respected and respectable person. Now I just feel like my train wreck of a life full of trauma has taunted me with this perfect picket fence life that I worked so hard for just to rip it away from me and leave me a useless unemployed incubator that everyone hates and is only holding on for her kids sake. The only people who talk to me or "care" just want to fuck me. Even the people interested in a relationship with me and seem like "good Christian men" are still driven by lust even if they disguise it to themselves. I have never felt so hopeless. I feel like I don't deserve this but everyone from my partner to my parents to my ex friends seem to think I do so maybe I'm just fooling myself.

Previous part
Island of Argus. Mercenary Guild Territory
The Agent stood in front of a medical tank, brooding. Saffron was suspended in the tank before him, a breathing mask attached over her mouth and gills. She was floating in untainted water, taken from Argus' supply of clean drinking water. She breathed out the tainted water she had ingested, and breathed in the pure water.
"Think this will work?" Edward asked him as he walked up behind him. He had finished his rendezvous with the local Umbra Operatives, and was heading back when he learned what happened to Saffron.
"Hopefully. Similar thing happened a few years back with a poison bog. She spent a day in a tank like this and was good as new afterward. It's just a matter of hoping we started the process soon enough."
Edward nodded. He didn't approve of all the water being used on Saffron when it could be used to keep 3 dozen civilians alive for a week, but he wasn't about to say that to the guy with All-Red on his back. He then spoke.
"Follow me. The local operatives, "Jace" and "Sojourn", know a lot more about the creature than commander Reed does. Jace says he can show us it."
His interest piqued, The Agent followed Edward out of the hospital into the pouring rain, and they began to walk towards the Argus Artillery Apparatus (AAA). Both operatives were quiet as they walked, deep in their own thoughts. The Agent was concerned for Saffron, and Edward was the exact opposite.
"He no longer looks at the bigger picture..." Edward thought to himself. He went back to the water usage. The Agent was risking the lives of 3 dozen civilians to maybe save 1 Umbra Operative. Operatives were ultimately expendable, they knew it and it was a part of the oath they took. But he also knew why The Agent was desperate to save Saffron. He had read The Agent's file and learned that Cerene and Saffron were the only members of his training batch that were still alive. Well... Cerene was still up for debate on that. An Umbra Operative's training batch was the closest thing they ever had to a family, so The Agent was most likely seeing his sister floating in that tank, not an expendable soldier. And don't even get him started on Cerene... That was something he didn't understand.
While Umbra Operatives weren't forbidden from having romantic relationships, it was heavily discouraged, and most relationships ended in tragedy anyway. What Edward didn't understand was that The Five seemed to... encourage The Agent's and Cerene's relationship. Even going as far as to assign a kid to them to raise! While he would never tell him, Edward was pretty sure the pair were just an elaborate experiment. An experiment that was clearly failing... Ah well, it's not his place to make assumptions he supposes. He's just a grumpy old vet, last of the 3rd generation Operatives, with maybe 2 years left in him if he's lucky. But one thing he was certain of was that the cursed sword-spear The Agent carried was bringing more harm to him than good.
Edward was brought out of his musings as he hurried over the bridge connecting the main island to the AAA's island. The 2 operatives hopped the fence on the other side and made their way down the slope to a secluded inlet. Crouching on the end of a dilapidated dock, Jace waited for them, staring out at the angry ocean.
"It's out there..." was all Jace said. Edward and The Agent gave each other a look then stared out at the storm. They couldn't see anything, but The Agent felt like something could definitely see him.
"There's nothing there"
"Wait for lightning... you'll see it then..."
They waited longer, but no lightning flashed. The Agent got impatient. He raised a hand to the sky, and focusing his energy deep inside him, he snapped his fingers. A bolt of red lightning flared across the sky, illuminating the silhouette of the.... thing...
It was big, for starters, a large main body, with a pair of dragon wings. It's tail ended in what looked like a whale's fluke. But that didn't draw the attention. It was it's head. It's head didn't look like a normal dragon, it was more like a... squid! And the longer one looked at it, the harder it became to focus on it.
The Agent felt a thousand eyes lock on to him as the creature let out a shriek of anger. It clearly didn't know The Agent could do that, and was not happy at being revealed. The shriek shot across the waters, deafening everyone outside on the islands. Swearing, The Agent yanked All-Red off his back and fired a beam of energy at it. But he was a second too slow. The creature vanished beneath the waves with a crash, and did not come back up.
The trio of Umbra Operatives was left standing in shock on the rain soaked pier, staring out at the waters. Though it did seem that the rain had slowed a little...

Just another day more in my journey to find my half even if im starting to lose hope on this with each day that passes away 🥹
My name is Vlad, I'm 22 years old, and I currently live in Spain. I really enjoy video games, anime (I started watching it a few months ago as I was having a really hard time, and it's helping me a lot), listening to music, and working out at the gym (it's helping me a lot with my stress and my feelings), animals ( i have one dog and one cat) and martial arts. I also like more things, but I can't remember them all, so you can ask me if you want 😊.
About my looks, I can say that I have long black hair (Viking style, I think), I'm around 5'10"-5'12" tall, and I have an average body, but I'm changing that with the gym. I don't have any problem sending selfies or even voice notes, so feel free to ask about it.
About my personality, I can say that I'm a very sweet and caring person and will always give you lots of love and affection, but I need to feel that from your side too. I love to spend time together, so doing voice chats, sleep calls, or video calls its nice with me 😊 (I will adapt to your preferences, but for me, doing those is just a form of love).
A bit about me: I'm currently doing a cybersecurity degree that I will finish in a few months, and then I will start working on whatever job I can find to start saving some money, hopefully with the idea of going to live with my soulmate and be happy together.
I'm also a person who had a really bad time this last months (you are free to ask me about anything about me, I'm an open book), so I need to feel loved and cared for, and I love to be pampered in that sense. I will never say no to any kind of affection you show me.
Please im looking for something serious so just message if you are willing to put effort in the relationship. Also if you could send a picture It would be perfect (i want to see with Who im talking and well we need to see if we both feel attracted to eachother). Of course i Will send a picture too.
If you read this far thank you and i hope we can meet and see where everything goes 😊

Last night my cat suffered a blood clot that travelled to his lungs. He laid on the floor and his breathing sounded almost rattled. His mouth became black. I knew he was dying.
We rushed to the vet hospital last night and they immediately took him in, sat us in a room, and told us that he’s in critical condition. That his legs were cold to the touch because he had no blood flow from the waist down. He vomited a few times and he was in excruciating pain. We were told the best thing for us to do was to euthanize him because the medication they did have had about a 0% success rate and would result in us coming back. He would have a horrible quality of life too. We were told he has an underlying heart condition and we suspected this because of his labored breathing throughout his life. However, whenever he had a checkup, we were told he was fine.
Last night I had to say goodbye to my baby. The light of my life. I don’t feel real. I don’t regret putting him down and relieving him of his pain and suffering. I didn’t want to be selfish and sometimes the right thing to do is the hardest thing to do. But I just can’t imagine how I’ll move on from this. Not seeing him in the mornings anymore, not hearing his little murrs and purrs as I walk by, not having him nestled close to me in my bed. I feel so sick to my stomach.

Just another day more in my journey to find my half even if im starting to lose hope on this with each day that passes away 🥹
My name is Vlad, I'm 22 years old, and I currently live in Spain. I really enjoy video games, anime (I started watching it a few months ago as I was having a really hard time, and it's helping me a lot), listening to music, and working out at the gym (it's helping me a lot with my stress and my feelings), animals ( i have one dog and one cat) and martial arts. I also like more things, but I can't remember them all, so you can ask me if you want 😊.
About my looks, I can say that I have long black hair (Viking style, I think), I'm around 5'10"-5'12" tall, and I have an average body, but I'm changing that with the gym. I don't have any problem sending selfies or even voice notes, so feel free to ask about it.
About my personality, I can say that I'm a very sweet and caring person and will always give you lots of love and affection, but I need to feel that from your side too. I love to spend time together, so doing voice chats, sleep calls, or video calls its nice with me 😊 (I will adapt to your preferences, but for me, doing those is just a form of love).
A bit about me: I'm currently doing a cybersecurity degree that I will finish in a few months, and then I will start working on whatever job I can find to start saving some money, hopefully with the idea of going to live with my soulmate and be happy together.
I'm also a person who had a really bad time this last months (you are free to ask me about anything about me, I'm an open book), so I need to feel loved and cared for, and I love to be pampered in that sense. I will never say no to any kind of affection you show me.
Please im looking for something serious so just message if you are willing to put effort in the relationship. Also if you could send a picture It would be perfect (i want to see with Who im talking and well we need to see if we both feel attracted to eachother). Of course i Will send a picture too.
If you read this far thank you and i hope we can meet and see where everything goes 😊

If they think it’s ill begotten, I have no problem using a check….
I have 25k and its own bank account for a used truck. Looking online, everyone from NerdWallet to consumer reports is telling me not to use cash to buy this car. Why should I take out if my credit score is the best they can offer me is 7% and I will not be able to get the same car because 25 grand is a lot less when you think about 10% interest or around there for however many months. I had thought that if I paid in cash that I would get a better deal then if I was to make payments but that does not seem to be the case as dealerships are now incentivized to Leases or monthly payments as they get a piece of the pie.
I buy a car from a person who is selling their car? If so, it’s not like they have auto trader magazines sitting at every train station auto shop and supermarket anymore. How do I find someone who has the kind of car that I want (Tacoma) with <70k mi on it that has not been in a major accident? When you buy a car from an individual, do they let you take it somewhere to get it looked at to make sure that the body is sound and that no major parts are going to give out soon (i.e. my first car ever, a 1990 Daytona, that needed a new alternator about a month after I spent every cent I had saved up on it and then tended to stall each time i turned left). PA does have great lemon laws, I’m not so much worried about that, I just don’t want to settle or be forced to take out a loan i don’t need.
Here is my rant. money in the US is messed up these days. They need to figure something out at the Treasury Dept, the mint, or wherever. I would say the average person with a college education that I know makes around, after taxes, 45 to 55 grand a year. And I was born in 1981. When you go to ATM, you are allowed to take out $400 at a time. This is the same amount that I was allowed to take out of an ATM when I first started drinking which was 2002. One year before that I was making $5.25 an hour minimum wage in 2001 and now in the same state minimum wage is two dollars more.. in 2001 I had an apartment that is comfortable to the apartment I live in now and I paid for a two bedroom my half which was $375 a month. I now pay my half which is over $1500 a month. The first place included utilities, and the new place does not. A new car around that time if I wanted to say a Camry was about 16 to 18 grand. It’s now over twice that. I don’t know what year I bought my razr phone or my blackberry but I do know that since I was with Verizon every two years I got a free upgrade on that I wanted, so a new phone every two years. Movies were seven bucks and matinees were for I haven’t been to one lately, but I think they’re around 20 something. Concerts 12 bucks, not 150. A pair of jeans was 3 to 4 times less than it is now and lasted maybe 10 times as long. As did every other article of clothing, which you can see from the amount of people who are selling their clothes from the 90s and 00s online these days and throwing away new clothes within 6 months. My first used car was bought in 1998, was 8 years old, 30k miles, and $5k. The average salary of recently graduated (not 20 years later likeI spoke of earlier) college educated people in 2000? $50k. Average price of a used Toyota Tacoma made in the past 10 years with less than 50k miles? $35k.

Hi, like the title says, I'm going to be moving about 7 hours away soon, and I'm worried about how my elderly cat will take it. He's at least 17 years old, but we think he's closer to 19 or 20 years old. He absolutely hates driving and the last time we moved with him, he complained the entire time in the car, and then hid under the bed for a month.
I know this is an event that will stress him out very much, and I'm a little worried of giving my sweet boy a heart attack, or stress him out enough that he'll never be comfortable in the new place until he gets more and more sick until he dies. I'm only a little nervous, as you can see /j
I am looking for recommendations for things I could do that would make this trip a lot less stressful for my little old-man cat. We have a traveling carrier that he will be traveling in, and he's going to be in the front passenger seat. I already plan on putting a blanket over his carrier to keep it dim for him as well.
But any other things that could help prepare him for this move, feel more relaxed during the drive, or help him acclimate comfortably afterwards, I would really appreciate.
Thanks y'all!

Hi everyone,
I have done a lot of therapy (last 8 years trauma therapy, 1-3 times per week) and have seemed to have reached a new level or something and I’m quite unsure of the territory.
The tldr version of up till being 37 years old and past 8 years therapy; NC from start, trauma part check, health/finances/stability difficult but manageable, left an unhappy marriage, changed jobs then burned out and now in uni but super insecure, left a 20 year long friendship which felt uncomfortable. So worked hard, faced the demons, taking baby steps into the new world.
But lately all of a sudden I hit a rough rough new thing. To sum it up; it started out with shame-attacks that would last hours up to vomiting or embarrassment, had some emotional flashback meets panic attack or whatever that was in which I was very scared of my mom, and now I realize I’m kinda stuck still in being this fake persona instead of myself, and I was addressing that, and all of a sudden I also realized that I have some attachment issues; when I know someone is really there and loves me, I freak out; I get so angry. How dare they talk about me like I should be taken seriously. I get so angry and so sad at the same time. I just want to leave that whole connection right away.
And I also keep saying in therapy how I’m just convinced something is inherently wrong with me.
I feel like somehow I’m still holding onto beliefs my mom put in me. That something is wrong with me and that I just don’t see that.
It’s keeping me from really detaching myself from her.
She seeps in; making me insecure, ridiculing me, laughing at me.
I don’t trust myself and I feel like we will always be in a stand off.
But it’s connected to this very deep feeling that gets touched when someone genuinely cares, repeatedly, consistently.
I feel like somewhere down there is something of me. My real me. Like I’m still armored up, so I can’t find myself and need to live this fake life, and so it would be nice to face this demon and find myself. Does anybody recognize any of this?
I know; issue with really being cared for and taken seriously, ashamed and insecure, no sense of self, and unable to fight her mom even in her own head. I’m so scared I will have this standoff in my imagination for the rest of my life.

Yeah, it sucks. Its confusing, annoying, and was not needed. No one was complaining about the old UI layout. I want to assume that some higher up at YouTube didn't like it and said, "We need to make it how *I* want it." Stupid, stupid, stupid.
What can users even do? We can't revert to the old UI, and I doubt YouTube is gonna listen to us unless some big youtuber starts complaining, but that is SO UNLIKELY considering YouTube would probably just pay them off to not say anything. Its so annoying and infuriating that we have little to no say in this.
Overall, it's a terrible, useless update made by YouTube for God knows why. I cannot believe I'm saying this, but I want Susan back. At least she knew that changing the UI 100 times a month was a bad idea. At least I think she did.

So about a year ago I played a card game with a group of people at a random party I was invited to. I no longer have contact with those people and can’t really ask them about the game but I figured I could come here and ask you all to possibly get help figuring out the name of the game because anyone I explain it to has never heard of it. So the game starts with you choosing some amount of cards in the pack (let’s say 30 out of the total 200 cards) and then there are 3 rounds of the game. The first round you try to describe the card and give clues to help your team guess, the second round is you acting out the cards to help your team guess, and the third round you can say only one single word to help your team guess. You go through the cards as fast as possible and accrue points for their difficulty (the point values are on the cards and vary) when guessing correctly. Each team gets a chance at that round once before going onto the next. The cards are all phrases, pop culture references, events in time, songs, movie titles, characters, etc. please help me here, no it’s not cards against humanity, apples to apples, or any of those other popular games as I’ve only heard of it that one time I played it

Old boomer came into the small retail shop i work at...
The price sure went up. Must be Bidenomics
Me: The price on that product has not changed in a long time.
Boomer: But it's so high, must be Bidenomics! .
Me: that will be $XX for the purchase
Boomer: The wife is gonna be mad. Darned Bidenomics.
Stone faced lack of acknowledgement does work. I was surprised there wasn't a 4th iteration of his excitingly witty catch phrase.

So my brother (32M) has always been rude to me (34M). When i first met my wife (33) 5 years ago, he started to be rude to her as well and made fun of her because shes not as educated as him. His financee came into the scene around a year ago and she was no different and made fun of my wife for not being as educated as them. It was a big issue, lot of fights in my family because of the things they said about my wife, and my parents told us to forgive me. Fine, we did.
Last week, my brother was again making fun of me while we were at a friends place. I let it slide and just laughed it off because I’m just used to it at this point. After a while, I had enough and made a comment about his appearance. He immediately became angry and started making fun of our newborn (2 months old) in front of everyone, including his fiancee. I lost it. I swore at him and yelled at him. One of our friends told him to apologize and of course he didnt. His fiancee didnt tell him to apologize or stop.
I told our parents that i have no interest in talking to him or his fiancee and that my wife, our baby and I are not attending the wedding. Now my parents are telling us to attend, what will people think if we arent there, etc. he still hasnt said sorry and instead is saying I’m at fault because I made fun of him.
So, would i be the asshole if we didnt attend the wedding?

Hi :)
Apologies for any grammar errors, English is not my first language. I'm a firm believer of the law since discovering it at the beginning of the year. As soon I discovered this law so much of my life made sense. I have definitely manifested things in the past, from jobs to money to previous relationships ending (I did not want them to end but realise now that I was the cause of them ending by having negative assumptions/self-concept). I know I can be a powerful manifestor and I don't doubt the law, but I feel stuck in a rut right now with a situation I am trying to manifest and would appreciate some insight on how to move forward. Buckle in as it is a long story, but you will hopefully see some successes in this post too if you are doubtful of the law yourself, which I am happy to give my insight on.
I am a woman, and my SP is also a woman. I strongly believe that I manifested her because before we met I was unintentionally manifesting my perfect partner, and bam, along comes this girl who is just my type and ticks every box. It was almost like I dreamt her up. We didn't delve straight into a relationship, we first met on discord (long-distance) just by chance and I was very intrigued by SP from the offset, almost as if I knew she would be important to me. I now know that it's having these beliefs in the first place that created what would later unfold with her. What I used to call intuition I now know was my own power. I knew that SP liked girls because we met on a discord server for the LGBTQ+ community, and we both shared our experiences of being newly out, late-blooming lesbians etc. However, SP did make it clear that she was married to a man, so despite my intrigue towards her I did not actively try and pursue anything. Her marriage and the fact she lives in a different country, I guess she felt out of reach, but I still thought about her a lot. The key is that I didn't think about her in an obsessive way, I wasn't attached or obsessed yet. I believe the barriers I saw between us stopped the attachment from growing. Remember, I didn't know about the law at this time so I didn't have the mindset that circumstances don't matter, there are no barriers etc. But I believe that my thoughts and "gut instinct" about her paired with my detachment did create movement, because she messaged me privately. I felt she was being flirty but again I didn't pursue it as she was married and seemed off limits. At this point she was merely a crush.
Fast forward a year later, I actually have a crush on someone else at this point, someone a lot more "accessible". The crush wasn't a deep one (yet) but an exciting one, but before it has chance to go anywhere my SP came fully into my life. Before this point SP had been somebody who I saw post occasionally on discord and whenever I did I would think about her, I called her my online crush jokingly to my friends etc., but we only talked on occasion and openly on the server. It was nothing deep. But this all changed just as I started crushing on someone else and suddenly SP privately messaged me, and we have never gone a day without messaging since. I'm mentioning this because I wonder if anybody can provide insight as to why my SP coming forward finally manifested when I started crushing on somebody else.
As soon as we started talking the attachment hit. My other crush I forgot about so quickly and all attention was on SP. Now that I knew her on a more personal level my feelings grew stronger and it went from an online crush to falling deeply in love. It all unfolded very naturally and authentically. Remember that SP is married so we had no intentions to fall in love, and I didn't consciously manifest this because I didn't know the law at the time, but I do believe in it because of what happened. I felt so connected to SP and I remember just feeling "intuitively" that SP felt the same. Even though she had a husband I told myself that she must be unhappy as I knew she was a lesbian who had only recently discovered her sexuality 5 years into her marriage. All of this manifested, SP revealed she had developed feelings for me and she told me that not only was she unhappy with her husband, he was very abusive and she was having doubts about her marriage. We got closer and closer and developed a deep friendship, she relied on me a lot for emotional support in her toxic marriage, and when we met in person everything was perfect. She was financially trapped in her abusive relationship but told me that as soon as she could get out she would leave and be with me. Everything between us was pure and beautiful and I had no doubts or insecurities, which is why I think I managed to manifest a perfect relationship between us. When I say perfect I mean in terms of feelings and how she was showing up for me and the fact that our feelings were reciprocated. The not perfect part was her marriage, and on reflection I think I had limiting beliefs about her leaving because I always felt it was financially impossible. I believe this is why she hasn't left. But I did have confidence and security in how she felt about me, and I knew that she was in love with me and was only with her husband due to finances, so her openness and feelings manifested. She affirmed to me many times I was the only one she loved like that. Despite the situation, I had never felt so loved, and I looked forward to our future.
But here is where things started to change, as time progressed (it had been around a year of being close to her at this point) I started to experience doubt and my self-concept started to slip. I started to really worry about the 3P even though this had never been an issue before. Before I had KNOWN she didn't love him and only loved me, but now I started having doubts of "she hasn't left yet, she must be happy with him again" even though I knew logically the reason she hadn't left was due to not being able to financially afford the divorce, scared of him etc. I would flit between that logic and the emotions I had about it all and I also started having this belief that she was going to end any chance of a future with us and say she wanted to just be friends. Well guess what, exactly that happened. I was shocked because we had such a beautiful love that I never imagined ending, but I know now that my insecure thoughts created this reality. I will say that during this time she would still tell me she was unhappy with 3P and still had hopes to be with me one day, but she just couldn't promise a future with me because it felt like emotional cheating on 3P which I understood. We remained close, still talking every day, I would say she seemed a lot more inconsistent with me in terms of the future but has always maintained the feelings are still there (just doesn't like to talk about it as much as we once did because it makes her feel guilty towards 3P). Again, analysing this, I think my own doubts have created this inconsistency because sometimes I would be positive about us, other times negative, and I think this is what was reflected to me in the 3D.
At the beginning of this year things seemed quite bad between us and we were fighting a lot, which is when I discovered the law. I started to apply the teachings and by February time I had major movement. SP was very loving, talking about a future again, things were great between us. The one thing I still haven't cracked I think, is the limiting belief about her actually being able to leave her marriage. A reminder again that she has always told me she wants to leave her marriage, the only reason she stays is logistical and financial difficulties, but sometimes I think the logistical and financial difficulties overwhelm me and cause self-limiting beliefs. I've been trying all the methods, SATS, affirmations, self-concept work and believing I am chosen, and trying to live in the end. As I said I have had some success as recent as 2 months ago, but the past month things are worse than ever and I'm almost in shock over it, which is why I need help.
SP is now telling me that she is happy with her husband, things have improved and she is no longer wanting to leave. The reason I am so shocked is because this has never been the story and it's a complete 360, it almost makes me feel like I'm living in a parallel universe (which maybe I have shifted to that reality from my own thoughts). 3P has always been abusive and I have seen it with my own eyes, so to hear this from her is baffling. I'm trying to affirm that this is just her morals talking or her fears, she is trying to be true to her marriage etc. and she doesn't mean it, but I'm really struggling and I guess I'm reacting to the 3D. I know I shouldn't be doing this but this is why I'm asking for help on how to move forward. I fully believe in the law but I almost can't believe the 360 that's happened. From deeply in love to her cooling things off slightly because of her guilt, to her now saying she wants to stay with 3P. It's almost like I can't believe I could completely flip the narrative here and part of me even feels like the old reality wasn't real.
The only saving grace here is that she has told me that she still loves me, so I don't have to work on that, but the issue is she loves both of us. And she has chosen 3P right now. And I'm shocked because I never thought she would say that. So I guess basically I'm wanting advice on how to move forward in manifesting getting my SP and having her leave the 3P. I know some people are against 3P removal but this 3P is toxic and abusive, I wouldn't want her to be with him regardless of my feelings. It's like I know that I created this but I also feel so hopeless now. I already had limiting beliefs about her leaving just for logistics, now she's saying she is happy again it's making me doubt even more. On top of that we have long distance between us whereas 3P she already has a house and a marriage and a life with him. Any insights and hope and advice to move forward would be so appreciated. Or any techniques/affirmations I could use?
Part of me wonder if this just the bridge of incidents? Weird things have been happening recently too with previous SP's showing up either in my life or in my dreams. But the SP I want, this has happened :(
I'm visiting SP in her country soon and I would love to hear all the things she used to tell me and for 3P to just not be an issue. (SP and I still very close and talk every day regardless)
I know I'm a strong manifestor I just need some help. I would love to be writing a success story in 6 months time about how SP and I made it.

There was a Xitter thread I read recently about DeCahmbeau hitting a 215y 8i at the PGA; but he had the same length clubs and aggressive lofts so maybe it was closer to a standard 6i.
My irons are 12+ years old. I hit my 6i about 180-185y, but I’m curious as to what the lofts would be on a modern 4-PW set of irons as I often hear that newer clubs are ‘more aggressive’?
Also, what are people thoughts on the TV commentary around tour pro distances? Do you think they should talk more about lofts and shaft length or does that just complicate things for the average viewer rather than saying ‘seven iron’.
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I'm hoping someone can help me because trying to find these are driving me crazy.
I remember a couple years ago on my old computer I had a lot of buy Mode stuff defaulted, and now that that computers out of service I've been trying to find them again but can find nothing along at all 😭
I wanna say they used pirate wood colors? And it was a whole Tumblr just for them. But that's all I remember please tell me someone else knows what account I'm talking about

Good evening to you all. I am a teacher assistant that was recently fired today due to an ACS or SCR case that will be built against me in regards to a child being mishandled in my care. Everything was a spur in the moment & I wish I could take it back. So I can’t say too much on here about it. I am willing to accept criticism from teachers who feel like I am in the wrong, because I honestly believe that I won’t ever have a teaching position in my life ever again.
I accept the responsibility for what I did & I truly wish that this didn’t happen. Just for the record, this child is a five year old on the spectrum. I love these kids with all my heart, but I feel the school personnel and therapists have failed this child. I feel like with kids like these, we need to set a foundation for them to understand that the negative behaviors they do are wrong, and will be corrected.We’re supposed to teach these kids basic life skill sets so that they can advance in society as they age, but the school sucks as a whole. She has been at this school for two whole years and has not developed any type of milestones due to the fact that she has violent tendencies towards the children, the teacher and the teacher assistants. She comes in constantly everyday crying her lungs out seeking negative attention & we try to not let her get her way. It’s a constant battle with her because she switches her mood on/off each week.
I would like to go off the record that I don’t justify what I did was right to do to the child, but she comes from a broken family and tries to find love from us that we can’t truly give her. I just hope and pray to God that this doesn’t ruin my life in the long run because I actually enjoy working with children. But children with special needs are a liability and if I were to choose another place to work, it would be working with typically developing children. I know they’re a piece of work too and a liability, but I would know how to deal with them better because they would be able to express their feelings about what’s going wrong with them instead of a child that is non-verbal. With non-verbals, it’s a guessing game and we have to find ways to get them to stop these negative behaviors.
I would like to also pinpoint that the principal has never reported two teachers in the building at all for child negligence (leaving children unattended at the playground until other staff members found them) or having a teacher choke a child during a class photo (which is the reason why we aren’t allowed anymore class photos with the kids). There are so many unreported cases that the principal has failed to do but she had decided to make me the exception and terminate my employment. I will just do my best with this case filed against me and accept the consequences that come with it, but this school has so many cases and negligence issues that it will come back to bite them. I will miss the coworkers that I have made a relationship with, but all I can do is just move on with my life. Everything must come to an end, but I hope to the Will of God that things will get better for me.