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Read the title.
All of the helicopters, the planes, the police presence, the normal citizens on foot or in car stalking, the firefighters, the bad neighbors, the noise harassment, DEW, slander, gossip, mockery, everything it's all meant to be psychologically imposing on you on purpose I believe.
To get you to conform and surrender.
If you haven't already, clean up your behavior, your emotions and your routine. Clean it all up squeaky clean, clean and polished and stay like that forever.
I believe it's their attempt to modify your behavior, to punish you and to stop you from doing any crime (if there's even any crime to begin with).
I'm not saying the CIA doesn't possibly have their hands in on this somewhere like they usually do, doing what CIA is known best for which is to experiment on people like the demons they usually are but I believe the major goal of all of this ''Gangstalking'' is like I said above: Behavior modify, punishment, and to stop crime.
They've bothered, stalked, harassed, attacked, slandered, bullied me since I was 13 and I'm a full grown adult now. It's not only criminals they go after which they might like others to believe no not at all.
They can maybe piss me off and bother me sometimes at best but it's easier for me to piss of 50 of them in any given day when I go outside. It's effortless and easy to piss them off legally.
I see many thugs on the street who are involved in this Stalking campaign act two-faced.
They act like thugs off camera and out of public sight and in public and on camera they're polite and they aren't violent most of the time.
They do their shit off camera and out of the public but where cameras and people don't see they start acting like evil demons openly as long as the public and cameras can't see them.
Maybe that's something to think about for any of you reading this.
Be friendly, happy, don't be paranoid and be normal and have a regular routine out in the open because that's what these idiots do and they know if they do otherwise they'll get watched and kicked off the stalking campaign (Neighborhood Watch)
You can record and share to the World what is happening to you but don't hide, don't run, don't be negative and I'm sure they'll move on from you.
Protect yourself of course, guard your home, place cameras if needed take measures to protect yourself and your home. If you're getting hacked and it bothers you just treat all your devices as ''public'' devices don't take any private photos of yourself or others, just treat all of your devices like they are public devices as if you're not the only one seeing what you're doing on your devices which I know it sucks but viruses are rampant these days anyway and everyone's getting hacked and if you're not okay with that simply stay off the internet or just go to somewhere literally in public where you have access to public computers for the day or have a TV that is not connected to cable or the internet and maybe get a DVD player or something.
The stalking and harassment will end when you show them they don't bother you and don't affect you. You can fight back still and record and share what you're going through just don't give them anything they can use on you anymore if you're being followed, assume the person across the street and next to you is being followed treat everyone as being followed and just say this is America (or wherever you live) because it's true.
Hopefully if you or anyone else shares enough we can make real changes not down here on Neighborhood Watch but up in the Federal level as well if only we can make our experience known to the public and believed, because then good people who work for the Feds will believe it too which is a good thing.
As for me yeah I want to share my experiences but I also want to give everyone stalking me an incentive to stop right now and maybe that's just me and I'm not advising anyone to copy me this is just strictly me right now.
I don't mind playing their game back. At best they can sometimes piss me off and bother me sometimes but it's a whole lot easier for me to legally piss off 30 or 50 of them on any given day I go outside and by me doing this ALL of the public harassment has stopped completely.
They use to go on the bus and try to rush in and make sure I don't get any seats on the bus. Now they don't.
They use to push me and try to threaten and intimidate me which they've always failed but now they know better than to even try.
Sometimes if you're tough and you can be a little mean you can use that to demand the respect you deserve because sometimes in life if you're always nice and kind people will step on you and treat you like a pushover so I don't mind because tough and mean towards and only towards the stalkers.

Ruled by Duke Artorius Xerxes IV, the Xerxes Subsector is a place where travellers of all kinds can make--or lose--their fortunes if they are bold enough and smart enough to seize opportunities that come their way--be it at the high-tech research facilities of Pleston, the barbaric lands of Halycon, or anywhere in between.
This game is 2SLGTBQIA+ friendly and everyone is welcome at my table as long as they can be respectful to me and their fellow players.
Session 0 covers introductions, use of safety tools (including any not specifically marked for this game) and character creation, which must be done as a group in real time.
The Xerxes Subsector is a big place with a lot of things going on. Visiting geopolitical hotspots currently dealing with war, civil unrest, or asymmetrical social structures related to gender is possible, but these places can be entirely avoided altogether if that is the desire of the party.
Traveller is a game of science fiction adventure in the far future where mankind has spread far across the milky way galaxy using advanced technology that is not equally concentrated. It's not uncommon to go from a high tech world to a low tech world and see drastic lifestyle changes between them. The game has a feel very similar to the series Firefly and The Expanse.
Normal campaigns contain less combat than you might be used to seeing in other TTRPG systems like D&D unless the players are all committed to a mercenary or military campaign, but regardless of the amount of combat, most combat encounters have the potential to be deadly.
Trade, mercenary contracts, heists, and general quests for patrons will likely all include some amount of puzzle-like troubleshooting or planning, and there will always be ample opportunity for roleplay between player characters as well as with NPCs.
As part of session 0 we will go through the standard character creation process, which is itself something of a game. Players should know they may not get exactly what they want from this process as many things like the skills you gain, events that happen to you during character creation, and the careers your character qualifies for are all decided with dice rolls.
This game is hosted through startplaying.com, so you will need to register (registration is free) with that site and sign up for my game using this link if you want to play:
https://startplaying.games/adventure/clnqtiq8o002h09l43wp6gn5m
I run a lot more than just Traveller. Feel free to have a look at my GM profile on startplaying.com:
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I (32) having been dating Cedar (29) for about a year. Cedar has been dating Birch (26) for about seven years. All of us are kinky, but my relationship with Cedar has a more pronounced D/s element to it - we have a 24/7 dynamic, and while we are discreet in public or in vanilla company, it's always "on" in some sense. It is important to me that my dominance applies only within the context of my relationship with Cedar, and does not exert any control over their other relationships.
My metamour relationship with Birch ranges from lapsit to parallel depending on how she is feeling, landing somewhere in the vicinity of garden party on average. Sometimes we can happily snuggle Cedar together or co-top them for kinky play, other times Birch doesn't want to be around me and wants to hear very little about Cedar's relationship with me as it brings up considerable discomfort for her.
It's common etiquette in the BDSM world that you don't involve non-consenting parties in your dynamic, including not subjecting people to kinky stuff that they don't consent to witness. However, when you attend a kink event, it is assumed that you consent to witness whatever happens there (provided it falls within the event rules), and that it is your responsibility to remove yourself from the situation if you see something that bothers you.
The three of us share a local kink community, so we have all seen each other play, and as mentioned, Birch and I have co-topped Cedar in the past, and had a lot of fun doing so. However, Birch has also expressed some discomfort witnessing power-laden interactions between Cedar and myself. At one point she even requested that we refrain from doing so in her presence, though she has since retracted that request, saying that she would like to work on getting more comfortable with it. However, given that Cedar and I know that Birch may get triggered by witnessing us, we are still not entirely comfy interacting as we normally would in front of her, but nor are we thrilled about modifying our behaviour for Birch's sake in environments where we otherwise wouldn't.
Now the kicker: Cedar has invited both Birch and myself to attend an out-of-town kink event with them. We both want to go. We are all three of us feeling nervous about how we might navigate that, especially considering that we will be out of the country for several days, so there isn't a convenient way for any of us to go home to decompress in the event that difficult feelings flare up. Even to go back to the hotel room, we would be relying on Cedar's car for transport (public transit in the area sucks and it's too far to walk), so for us to split up and then regroup later would be a logistical problem.
The event is several months from now, so I feel like there is plenty of time for me to discuss my concerns with Cedar in more depth than I did in our initial conversation about it, but before I do, I wanted to gain a little perspective from others. There's a lot of other context that I might get into in the comments if it feels relevant, but given what I've laid out so far, how would you navigate this situation?

Hi! This is going to be a long one/rant and story because I really don’t know who to talk to about this in real life because I’m not in therapy and I’m so embarrassed to be feeling this way knowing I made all the choices to be here and people are already flying in from out of state to come to our wedding. Also I’m diagnosed adhd incase any of yall are wondering what’s wrong with me once I tell you all the decisions I made to get here. I am getting married in three months and have a son who is 15 months old. My now fiance 28m and I 27f met whenever we were thirteen years old in middle school and started a tumultuous up and down / on and off again relationship. We were together all the way up until junior year in high school and we broke up. I come from a broken home and he does not. Looking back I realize how much of me staying with him and trying to keep his attention stemmed from my abandonment issues that I must have had from my own parents. After we broke up he joined a gang in my local hometown and I was still in love with him so I decided to still be involved with him even though I was not in a relationship with him. I ended up losing my virginity to him while we were not together just because I wanted to be with him and we said we were friends with benefits but really I was just in love with him and thought by doing that maybe he would want to be with me again but he didn’t and continued to sleep with other girls and do drugs. I also started doing drugs like Xanax and smoking to fit in with him and be cool. I ended up getting a horrible tattoo because one of the other girls he was also seeing had a bunch of tattoos. I dropped out of my high school college courses and ended up going to jail for marijuana in high school and got kicked out of cheer and softball. I ended up on probation and having to be drug tested for a year. Within that year after being heart broken and realizing nothing I did would make him change into who he was before he got involved in our local gang or make him want to be with me… I ended up enrolling in college and getting accepted to a university where I would move about two hours away from our home town to live on campus and study to be a nurse. While on probation, so I couldn’t really party or anything in college which was good (even though I was never really addicted to anything and it wouldn’t be that hard for me) I wanted to save money for a car so I ended up getting a job at the hooters next to my college and was in college full time and working at hooters. My sister happened to go to that same college before I did and live in that town with her ex bf and they would give me rides to and from work back to campus. Low and behold after about two semesters of me being in college and finally feeling like I was moving on from him, he came back messaging me and telling me he missed me and wanted to be with me again. I was stupid and so excited that I agreed and asked him to come see me at college where he would stay for the weekend and we would have an amazing time. I felt so good about myself doing what I was doing and being able to show my growth. Despite all that he was still able to convince me to leave school and come back to be with him and live with him and go to the college near our hometown and work at the hooters near our hometown. I had already felt like I didn’t want to be a nurse at the time because my sister who was a nurse told me you could never leave the state as a nurse if you get your license there (which she didn’t know at the time that you could) and I knew I didn’t want to stay where I was from and wanted to eventually travel. So I decided to leave and move back with him in his bedroom at his parents house where I would work at the hooters close to our home town and never enroll in the college. He would eventually break up with me while I was at work one day even though I was living with him and since I didn’t have a car he continued to take me back in forth from work and I continued to live with him and continued to be in love with him while he committed to the fact that he didn’t want to be in a relationship but wanted to marry me one day and just wasn’t ready for anything right now and still wanted to have sex with me which I did. From working at hooters I had auditioned for the calendar and ended up being really liked by the photographer and started doing some modeling from that which was super exciting for me because I always was interested in that and the pictures we took would blow up and I started getting well known in my area for modeling even though they were just pictures and I wasn’t making any money off of it. Eventually a guy came into hooters telling me about working as an exotic dancer and how much they could make and I still needed a car really badly and was desperate to get out of my ex’s (now fiance) house. So I told him I would be waitressing and that I heard the waitresses make good money there and asked him to give me a ride there one day and so he started giving me a ride everyday. The money was so good to me and the most money I had ever seen. I ended up staying in a hotel closer to the club I worked at and sometimes he would come stay with me and I would just uber to work. Eventually I had gotten a car which I was so happy about. A couple of weeks after I got a car I ended up getting sucked into human trafficking with a friend where I would live in a house with multiple girls for 6 months and go to work at the club every day of the week except Saturday and Sundays. I wasn’t doing anything extra just dancing but the money was going to some random guy. It’s crazy I know. I was stupid and young and my family were not concerned for me at all or involved in my life. unfortunately my friend is just now leaving that situation. I got out without anything no car or nothing and had nowhere to go so back to my exes I went where I decided I was going to buy a cash car again and I worked everyday like I was used to saved money and got a car. Moved to my sisters and stayed with her for a little where i decided I didn’t want to dance anymore and I got a job as a bottle service girl and then waitressing at another waitress. I continued modeling because it made me happy and I never told anyone the truth about the deep things that were happening in my life except for my now fiance. So nobody had no idea about me dancing or the human trafficking or anything. Everyone just knew I modeled. I ended up getting an apartment with some friends and One day I got the urge to go to California randomly and at my waitressing job I was handed $800 and I took it as a sign and booked a flight the next day. Where I went by myself my first time ever on a flight with no plans at all. The day I got there I got asked to be in a commercial two days later. My roommate and her friends flew out there to get me and she ended up being able to be in the commercial with me which ended up on tbs but I had to go back home to my apartment and responsibilities and couldn’t leave my roommate stranded. Even though months later we would end up getting in an argument and I’d move out and move back with my ex (now fiance) where I would continue to work and model (for free) and went back to the club to dance and then my sister ended up going to California for a travel nursing assignment and her and her bf broke up and she asked me to move with her. I had nothing else here, my ex was still saying he didn’t want to be in a relationship, he was consistently sleeping with other girls while we lived together and expected relationship things from me. I was paying for everything for him. I paid for him while he was in school for audio engineer, his gas, lunch, school clothes, shopping, I helped him open his own studio and bought his equipment and Mac for it, even though his parents were very involved in his life. I got all his family bday gifts and Christmas gifts every year. He was honestly just using me but I was so in love and blind. He encouraged me to go to California too so I had nothing else there for me, if he had told me to stay and he wanted to be with me I would’ve. I flew out on my 21st birthday and met my sister and Vegas where we would have such a great time and my ex spent that day hanging out with a girl that tried to fight me and didn’t even tell me happy birthday, I was crying in the bathroom in Vegas until my sister shook me and told me to get it together we’re in Vegas. I was so heart broken to be leaving him but he didn’t care. I got to LA and I instantly started modeling on day one I booked a photo shoot where I met a guy that reminded me of my ex (I know) but we instantly clicked and he was 7 years older than me. We ended up talking for a little bit and pursuing something even though I wasn’t ready emotionally but he didn’t really care and I was kind of star struck a little because he was a music producer for a very famous musician and he was very persistent but that’s another story. I ended up booking a music video as a main girl for my ex’s (now fiance) favorite artist. When it came out it was crazy because I felt like the universe and God was just blessing me for leaving that situation and I knew he would see it because he was so obsessed with that artist and it shook up the whole small town I was from. After that I booked a lot of cool jobs like Sephora and worked with a lot of companies, and did some music videos for other super famous artists, and walked in fashion shows and modeled for clothing brands etc. I was working all the time as an extra to pay my bills and I was meeting cool people. I was always getting invited to celebrities parties and just having such a fun time. I decided to start getting into acting instead and started going to acting school where a lot of well known celebrities also went to and I started having meetings with very popular directors and I was being mentored by famous directors and another person that created an tv entertainment channel that I won’t say here also mentored me a lot and got me a lot of meetings with these people and would go to dinners and stuff etc with a list celebrities. I truly was living the life. And coming from where I can it was almost a dream. I had gotten in a relationship my first year there with that other guy I mentioned who ended up being super possessive of me but he treated me like a queen in the sense of paying for everything, giving me a safe space to tell my feelings, open up, the sex was amazing, he would take me on trips, took me out of the country for the first time. We ended up not working out due to lifestyle differences and just being at two different places and wanting different things. He wanted to move out of the country and have a farm and I wasn’t ready to do that as I wanted to focus on my career. (But I would die to move out of the country on a farm now ironically and he is doing just that now like he said he would haha) anyway, I ended up having my own studio apartment by myself that I loved so much and was so proud of. My sister had moved to Montana and it took a lot for me to get my apartment like staying in a house with other girls for a little to sleeping in my car and at a spa for a couple days. When I would fly home or drive home to see my family I would always see my ex, everytime. We kept a friendship and sometimes I would still help him out if needed, he was interning at a church through his school for audio engineering and recording people at his studio in our hometown. By this time I was going to New York and Miami also sometimes and doing work there. I wasn’t as stressed about bills anymore. I was seeing guys every now and then but not at all interested in a relationship, my heart was still healing from the past and both my exes but mainly my first (now fiance). I was super focused on my career and optimistic, I was used to the grind and in no way ever thinking of quitting. It just wasn’t an option because I knew I would make it wherever that would be because to me that is all I had for me and all I ever knew I wanted and the only thing that saved me. Skip to around October 2019 I had found out about a girl my ex was seeing and it crushed me. He was doing with her just like he was with me though. Just “friends with benefits” I was living in my apartment in LA still and my uncle that helped raise me was getting really sick back home and put on hospice so I decided to take a trip back to see him. I would go to restaurants in my state and near my home town and people would ask to take pictures with me, and at the little ceasars drive through someone asked if I was me and stuff it was crazy because I hadn’t been home in awhile and I felt like what I was doing was finally paying off and people were recognizing me. It was surreal. I ended up going to see my ex. I had such a fear of losing him to this other girl for some reason. I was so scared he would get her pregnant or get in a serious relationship since I was gone so far away and I would never be with him, I would end up sleeping with him again and the girl found out and drove by his house mad and cussing me out and throwing stuff at me. We ended up getting in a fight which is so embarrassing and beneath me. I ended up crying to him that I wanted to be with him and don’t know why he never wanted to be with me which at this time he honestly was not even in my playing field anymore. He told me if I wanted to be with him I had to move back to my hometown.. my heart dropped to my stomach and I knew it wasn’t what I was supposed to do but I said okay… all because this is what I had wanted all those years. I decided to stay where the next two years all I would think about everyday was I was making the wrong decision and needed to go back to my life. My hometown had nothing for me.. COVID hit a couple months after me being there and we were terrified. We ended up getting everything out of my apartment and moving into a house around the corner from his parents. I had to tell him how I liked to communicate now without yelling and stuff which I learned from the boyfriend I had in LA and that I wasn’t going to put up with that disrespect but he never listened. Eventually everything went back to normal. I ended up going back to the club again dancing because I didn’t want to go backward and model here. He never wanted me to go back to LA even for a little bit even though that’s where my career and heart was so I had no idea what to do with my life. I started waitressing as well and getting back on my adhd meds. People started pressuring us to get pregnant and we tried for a year and 6 months. The month I found out I was pregnant before I knew, I quit my job and decided I was going to move back and get my life back. Two days later I found out I was pregnant…. Finally after trying for over a year. Our relationship was toxic just like the past he always yelled, I could never talk to him about my feelings without him saying I was trying to fight, he spit in my face once, threatened me, put his hands on me, he would tell me he was going to take my baby away from me as soon as I had it. I started asking him about getting married while I was pregnant and the proposal wasn’t even that. He got mad at me for asking one day and walked in the room and handed me the ring. It didn’t fit because I was pregnant & it was $27 (not that that matters but the proposal sucked).. he drained both my bank accounts and they closed it, charged my credit card up and put me in debt, he has not let me do anything I want to do like school or anything. He is so bad with money. He has an action figure addiction and at one point was spending 3k on action figures every month and turned one of the rooms in our house into a collection room so I had to take everything out of my closet and put my sons crib in there for the first year of his life. we have good times and I feel comfortable with him. He knows everything about me but he doesn’t respect me and sometimes I feel like he is intimidated by me. The sex isn’t good at all we always just ask “do you want to have sex” he never gives oral or foreplay, I never get pleasure. He’s an amazing dad though and loves his son. We have the most sweet and beautiful little boy now who I love so much and he loves him also. He’s very attentive to his son. But I still feel unheard. I can’t talk about my feelings. If I do it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t change anything. He is so defensive and we never communicate for a solution it’s always just pointing fingers. I have started yelling again because I’m so used to it now and I hate it because I grew up like that and I finally grew out of it until I got back with him and recently started again and now he throws it in my face and knows I begged him not to do it forever but he never stopped and now I am too. I’ve asked him to take me to the movies and he hasn’t still. I just ask for more romance and stuff but it just feels like I have a roommate. I have nothing now. I had my car and we traded it in for a new car that he wanted. I always dreamed of the next car I’d get once I paid it off but he got it & it’s in his name now so I paid it off for nothing. I’m driving around his dream car. I’ve been planning our wedding since I birthed our son and everything is going good. Money is tight. He works at the church now full time and makes about 45k a year or so, my son has been waiting to start daycare for awhile so I have been home with him. I’ve tried starting jobs multiple times but he is against it unless it’s super fast money like going to the club which I am so repulsed by and absolutely hate it now. I tried going back to college but my old college won’t release my transcripts for fasfa because I owe them money. I started cosmetology school a few months ago which he was all for but two months in freaked out and him and his mom guilt tripped me that we can’t handle this right now and he was having a hard time doing the night time routine for the baby while I was at school so I had to leave and now owe that’s school for my kit unless I enroll again in 128 days. I also miss modeling so much and sometimes think I can start again but it’s been five years. My body is so different too after a baby. Everything I want is a no go. Especially moving out of our hometown. He says he wants to but I don’t think he does. We are constantly at his moms and dads and they tell us all the time we aren’t moving anywhere which is really hard for me as this place is super toxic for my soul. Anytime I get money he spends it. Anytime I save money he spends it. Even if it does go towards our bills. His action figure habit is almost nonexistent now and he has grown a lot in the past few months from that since I demanded my son have his own bedroom after his first bday and all his figures are in boxes now and told him he could turn the shed into his man cave. He says we can’t save because we have nothing to save after bills but I believe in saving anything even $5 a paycheck. It’s doable. I grew up poor so this is nothing to me but after living the lifestyle I lived in LA and going out with guys that respected me and cherished me it’s hard. I know nobody is perfect but we are about to get married and I’m scared… I have nothing though anymore. I’ve threatened to leave a couple times and he says he will take me to court and take my baby. I’m scared he might. I don’t want my son to be angry like him or not respect women how he does. In public he’s a saint. He also has a very supportive family that it’s almost toxic. They all blame me for his anger issues and say I make him that way. But he’s been punching walls since I met him in 8th grade. I know it’s not because of me. But I have nobody else and nowhere else to go. No money. No car. I’m at the bottom again where I was before. Only difference is now I have a son. And we are getting married in three months and I can’t call it off. I am older now and looking back on my life I realize he maybe truly never loved me and I was just so desperate for love. I got myself here nobody else. I accepted everything, even when my gut told me not to. ( he is not just horrible, he’s a great person just with some bad qualities like everyone but I’m tired of feeling stuck with someone that never truly wanted me and doesn’t care to grow in some ways or show me )
Please help.. what do I do?

Hi, I'm 29F. I just want to share my frustration today. Newbie driver lang din. I had 10 hours of driving practice sa driving school, tas around 7 hours with a private instructor. Nung SP pa lang hawak ko, sobrang excited ko magdrive. I used to look forward to my lessons every other day, and already fantasized about driving alone to work or anywhere. But feeling ko, nakadevelop ako ng trauma sa mga motor after kong makatama ng likod ng motor dahil mali ako ng tantya. Nothing major happened naman, walang natumba or nasaktan. May gasgas nga lang yung kotse ko sa harap, at brand new car yun.
After that incident, natakot na kong magdrive, especially on my own. I was able to get my non-pro license, and akala ko mas magiging confident ako when i get my license, I was so wrong. Weeks after, nakapagdrive naman ako ulit, from Pasay to QC, then back to Manila. NakapagSkyway na din at traffic areas. But I was with a private tutor. It was a smooth drive according to him, even my mom and sister told me na okay daw ako magdrive. Never sila natakot or what. And nung SP pa ko, sabi ng instructors ko mabilis daw akong matuto at smooth na magdrive. Konting practice na lang.
Fast forward to yesterday, after 10 days of no practice, I decided to drive again with a private tutor. 4 hours dapat yung session pero wala pang isang oras, hininto ko na yung lesson kasi nanginginig ako sa kaba and I really couldn't think straight. Sobrang natakot ako sa mga biglaang pasulpot na mga motor, at kahit sa mga dumadaan sa gilid, or sa mga makakasalubong kong kotse, sobrang takot ako baka matamaan ko sila. Legit, yung kaba ko, yung tipong naiiyak na ko.
And what frustrated me the most was napansin ng tutor ko yun. Sinabi nya sakin "hindi ka naman ganito magdrive dati Ma'am ah.. Akala ko nakakapagsolo drive ka na. Okay ka lang po ba?" Sinabi ko sa kanya na I think marami lang akong iniisip ngayon and hindi ko kaya ituloy yung practice kasi anlala ng kaba ko. Pagkauwi ko naisip ko, ano bang nangyayare sakin? Bakit ako takot na takot? And I started losing my confidence all over again. Feeling ko, back to zero ako.
Honestly, at this point hindi ko na alam anong gagawin ko. Kung magpapakalma ba muna ko to get over my anxiety, or itutuloy ko pa rin yung driving practice ko.. And I'm so depressed by it kasi gustong gusto ko talaga matuto. Pero ang hirap din kasi sabi nila, daily drive yung gagawin ko. Pero di ko rin magawa kasi naooverwhelm ako sa kaba.. at ayoko makadisgrasya dahil sa anxiety ko. Nagpakabit din ako ng new driver sticker. Daming nagsasabi na i'll jsut be a target of bullying, pero may mga nagsasabi din na "need" ko daw yun.
Meron ba dito na sobrang takot na takot magdrive at first, halos maiyak ka na, but you overcame it? How did you overcome it? What should I do? :(

Been looking for a while now trying to find a good 4th gen and found one located at one of those random car lots. The 4runner itself looks great, but I was wondering what other peoples experience would be buying from one of those random used car lots. They have 4.7 stars on google with over 270 reviews, I plan to check it out tomorrow but would it be best to stay away and try to find one from an actual Toyota dealership or even a private seller? Thank you

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tl;dr: A much older neighbor lady retaliates against me for spurning her drunken advances. I fight back. She moves away.
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This happened while I was still in my early twenties; many, many years ago. I was working night shift for the bonus pay over day shift.
I had just moved into a second-rate apartment building because the rent was cheap and the landlord seemed nice.
One Saturday night, I was doing laundry in the basement when my next-door neighbor staggers in. She was obviously about thrice my age. Equally obvious was her drunken state.
She staggered over to me and asked, "Watcha doin', big boy?"
Before I could say the word "laundry", she planted a big slobbery kiss on me, with lots of tongue, and while grinding her crotch against my leg. Disgusted (she reeked badly and tasted worse), I pushed her away and told her in no uncertain terms that women like her ("old, drunken sl**s") were not my type.
She put on her best arch attitude and told me that I would regret this, spun around, reoriented herself, and somehow managed to crawl back to her apartment without killing herself.
When I got back to my place, both her TV and stereo were on full blast. This was a little after midnight (I think). No problem for me, I usually went to bed around 8:00 a.m. back then. However, she kept it up until late Sunday night.
This went on for a week. The landlord talked to her, but that was about it. The cops would not do anything because the noise was during the day. I had to get devious, but how?
Cue the Revenge
The CB radio craze was well underway, so I bought a nice 23-channel A.M. unit, along with a cheap power supply to run it. The seller threw a gutter-mount antenna into the deal, so I had a complete set-up. I took it all home, connected everything, clipped the antenna to the balcony railing, and started flipping through the channels. 18 was hot, so after listening for a while, I keyed up to join in.
Immediately, the neighbor-lady's car alarm went off. I poked my head out the sliding door, and saw only the neighbor-lady fumbling with her key fob. She finally shut the alarm off, looked over at me, and asked what happened. I just shrugged, shook my head, and ducked back inside.
She went back inside and cranked up her stereo. I waited a while and keyed up again. Same results. The devious plan had been hatched.
I switched back to day shift and, from them on, I keyed the radio every time I woke up at night. Each time, I could hear her cursing and banging around while she looked for the fob to shut off the alarm. If she didn't, at least one of the other neighbors would be banging on her door to shut the damn thing off. Sometimes the cops would show up, take her statement, and drive off.
The Fallout
Eventually, she may have figured out what was going on, because she stopped playing her TV and stereo so loud. I stopped keying up on channel 18, and everything was quiet.
Then, about a month or so later, she and some guys were loading up a rental truck with her belongings. After a few hours, she gets in and flips me off before driving away. Landlord says he was happy to break the lease just to get rid of her. He also said she moved three states away. I never saw her again.

This could end up being a book, but I don’t know how to change how I’m feeling. Before you come in here really harshly judging me or screaming that I am making accusations and being crazy, full disclosure that I am autistic and I have NEVER hidden this from my friends or any man I’ve dated.
Now that that’s out of the way, let me continue. I was in a Christian singles group in my area that used to get together fairly often (it was usually once a month, but drama happened after the guy that started it made a mess…so we disbanded). Everyone is 21-40 and unmarried. I have a very close friend in this group. I’ve known her for many years and I met her outside of it. We did hikes and trips and lots of fun stuff together during that weird limbo after Covid. We stayed solid once work picked back up, but doing as much did slow down.
One of the other girls from the group and I became pretty close pretty fast (this was over the course of a year, so, May 2023 to now). My gut about her told me that I should maybe be worried and run (comes off as strong!), while everything else said that she was cool. She was kinda pushy to be close as friends, so I was okay with that, especially since my really close friend got buried in her work and had even told me that she gets a bit more introverted when she has to work (I’m 50/50 introvert/extrovert) and to broaden my circle (I was her shadow for a bit there…lol). For context, we are both straight 30 something year old women that have successful careers. The new girl is 29, straight with a boyfriend, and has a good job that keeps her busy.
I check in with them both, to see if they have any interest in the three of us hanging out and being friends. I always get shut down…my long time friend says that she is at a different place in life. New girl says nearly the same thing. What’s really weird though, is that New girls parents live just down the road from my good friend, so, they literally can hang out anytime she visits her parents…which varies…
Time passes and the new girl and I make a plan to move in together, because our city in the US is very expensive and living alone just won’t work anymore for either of us, even on our salaries. Once that was planned, I feel like everything started changing.
So, and this is where autism comes into play. If you have any triggers about cyber stalking or stress from things like that, please stop reading now. I really don’t need someone getting really worked up and laying into me. As the subreddit is called “advice”, I’m seeking advice, not to be screamed at and/or called crazy.
I ended up moving in with newer friend. I let her know of all of my quirks and odd things while we were still friends (not roommates yet), and she has been so great…(I think).
Here is where I’m truly hung up, and it all sounds really odd and off and wrong, because, to my knowledge, both of these people have been great and honest with me.
Right around when I started saying I was going to be roomies with her, I think around the start of the year because of leases and things, I noticed a shift in chat patterns online. It was really odd, but what was also odd was how my two friends started sounding alike. They were night and day for a reason, and it truly balanced out my life. They were online a lot together, and then, I noticed a few of the church ladies, specifically from my church, which, new girl really didn’t like the service at, were online too. I felt like I was getting left out, but, when I would ask my two friends that I was closer to about it, they both denied anything was happening (I asked a few times). I asked another friend that I’m pretty close with about it that was online when they were all online, and she said that she had only talked to my roommate the once, at the singles event (she’s always been close to my long time friend…additionally, the way she answered, I could see her pulse was racing), and she didn’t know of anything.
One of my siblings pointed out the logical answer - these were hot times for people to be online. Right after work. Right after dinner. Etc. But then it started getting specific when one girl moved away for just a few months to take a contract. Again - all on at the same time (there are four of them), but to accommodate the girl that moved. For a bit there, I was gathering my receipts/screen shots, but I deleted them and stopped that once she moved in. The last thing I needed was her seeing that somehow and drama happening.
She and I had a good conversation on the first night that she lived with me about how I have but one thing that could hurt my feelings/is my insecurity, and that was being left out and having stuff hidden from me, and people lying to me. Just to tell me the truth always. I don’t get angry or jealous if I know what’s going on and I don’t feel like things are being hidden from me. I told her that I felt like she was becoming friends with my group of church friends behind my back, and I was really insecure about it. She insisted that wasn’t the case. We shook on being honest about friendships and whatnot, and everything seemed okay.
For those of you wondering/that don’t know - a lot of times, the autistic mind will cling to what it doesn’t know in confusion/curiosity, and obsess. This is what I explained to both friends. I don’t mean to be that way. I was literally born with this, and I’m trying to navigate it as best I can. I just need transparency and honesty always, even if you think it could hurt my feelings.
Well, things got weirder once new girl moved in. She started writing this short story that used the name of my good friends dog in it over and over (not a super common word/name). My close friend had a container in the back of her car that she had mentioned to me she finally got rid of. When roomie showed up with it, I was SHOCKED! I called her on it, and she insisted that her mom gave it to her, but, it had a very odd and specific part marked up ( I’m autistic…I remember these things…every detail….) exactly how my good friends did. I guess that my friend could have tossed it out, and my roomies mom could have done a dumpster dive 🤷‍♀️ It just doesn’t seem likely at all. My close friend and I met for coffee one day, and she got this deer in the headlights look on her face after her Facebook messenger went off, just a minute or two before I went home. Once I was alone, I saw that roomie was on Facebook messenger and was the only common friend we had online at that moment (I guess my good friend added her on fb one day).
I’m so lost on what to do, because when I ask them for honesty (which, they are allowed to be friends, I’m not like, weird about that…) they just insist that they aren’t friends. Why would roomie have moved in with me if she could have lived down the street from a friend for FREE at her parents? That’s what they both ask 🤷‍♀️ I’m at a loss right now. Like, it’s really hard living with someone that I don’t fully trust. I just need to know for my piece of mind…What do I do? Thank you for reading all of that.

Hi, everyone!
Booked my first international trip to Belize for mid June. Staying 5 days, 4 nights near San Ignacio but flying into Belize City. I’ll be off in a more secluded area as I want some peace at night.
I still need to pay for the adventures but I’ve been researching, and here’s what I’d like to do and the prices I’ve found via TripAdvisor.
Tentative Itinerary: 1. Ziplining & Cave diving - $150 2. Mayan ruins visit in Guatemala (Tikal) - $150 3. Trip to Hopkins Garifuna Culture Immersion - ??? 4. Snorkeling/Scuba diving - $115 5. Chocolate making -$15
Also, I’m still torn on if I should catch a bus to San Ignacio from the airport, pay for a taxi to drive me, or rent a car. I’ve been lurking in subreddits, YouTube, and TripAdvisor but can’t get a clear answer on what’s best. I don’t plan on spending any time in Belize City due to clear danger for women. So I want to make sure my trip is secured.
Questions: 1. What are your adventure recommendations? 2. Do these prices seem correct? 3. Who/what company do you recommend for airport shuttles?
If anyone is planning on going, let’s link!

total clickbait. Jess and Chris swapped Addie between them because Chris had to go to the airport to pick up or drop off his kids. the not our usual part is because Jess and Chris kissed.
They are recovering from Mother's Day. They had such a fun Mother's Day this year. Jess didn’t vlog it. Their inflatable water slide was a hit.
Jess doesn’t recommend not paying close attention when you are dealing with something on a hot stove. Jess wanted a barbie inspired pool party for mothers day. It was her, her kids(including Tommy) and a couple friends. They had so much fun. Everything was all pink. They had pink foods, Jess made a pink pasta salad, and she wanted to make pink popcorn. Everything was going great and going smooth. Jess, Addie and Ayla were making hot syrup on the stove to pour over the popcorn. As Jess poured it over the popcorn and stirred at the same time, the liquid poured directly onto her finger and caused a second degree burn. It hurts so bad. It is completely blistered up. That is not the only injury that happened. One of the kids opened a drawer in their refrigerator and Honey jumped up to get a big piece of cheese. Honey grabbed the cheese and started running with it. Jess chased after Honey because the cheese still had the plastic on it. Honey was running in a circle. Jess stubbed her toe. (That is the lamest “running” i have ever seen in my life. More like calmly walking. Jess acted like she broke her toe.) Toes are her worst fear. Jess swears she seriously broke it. Talia stubbed her toe as well but in a completely different scenario. (Why are we getting a play by play of every single injury that happened that day? Why not just say they had a great time and leave it at that?) A few of the kids went down by going down the slide the wrong way a few times. It was so much fun but also a disaster. The kids all got Jess different things. Addie made a card and her card was super funny. It said happy mothers day i love you because i do. In addition Addie asked Chris for 20$ and put it in a money holder and specified that Jess deserved to do something for herself. Jess told Addie that she didn’t have to give her money. The thought of it was so sweet. Kaden made a ceramic minnie mouse. However it broke on the way home from school. Jess is going to try to glue it back together. It was the thought that counts. The younger the kids are, the more things they make at school. Addie made a jar that says “I know sometimes your job is hard. When that happens, draw a slip from this jar to remind you why I love you so much. Place it back in the jar when you're done.” It has a picture of Addie on it. One of the slips says I love you because you take me to the movies. Another says i love you because you take me to target. A third one says I love you because you got me a dog. A fourth one says i love you because you take me to cheer. (ok these are all things Addie gets out of Jess. Why not put down things regarding the qualities of Jess? Things Addie does for Jess? I can’t imagine my relationships with others being so focused on material things.) It is so cute. A fifth one says I love you because you love me. That one is Jess’s favorite. Jess will be keeping this jar forever and pulling the notes out when she is 70. Jess got herself a little something. Casetify got her something. Jess has had the same phone case since she got the phone. Jess decided that it is time for an upgrade and that she deserves an upgrade. Those are the only cases she trusts. Her phone has seen some serious brutal times. Jess is loving the purple theme this year. She is in love with the shade of purple on her phone case. She got another phone case that says what is meant for you will not pass you and what has passed you was not meant for you. It is beautiful but the real reason she sticks with casetify phone cases is because of how durable they are. Jess doesn’t feel like she needs to elaborate on that because it speaks for itself. Jess is going to stick with the wordy case but is going to try the purple one. The shade of purple is really nice. Purple is kind of her thing at the moment. Jess is going to take a break from the purple because she has had the other purple one for so long. The case is giving summer, positive vibes, good energy and she is here for it. She has a top picks page. Her favorites are hard to narrow down because they have so many collections.
Jess feels like they are doing a custody drop off. Chris took Addie to cheer because Jess had to finish a few things at home. They are doing a swap off. They were waiting in the parking lot for Jess to get there. Jess is taking the next shift because Chris has to go to the airport for a real custody drop off/pick up. Addie isn’t quite done with dance yet. Whenever her kids change sports they have to finish out the season. Addie still has 2 more weeks of dance until her recital. It will be her last one unless she decides to go back to dance one day. Jess doesn’t know what happened but there was a sudden switch. It was when Addie started taking official cheer classes that she decided that she wants to do cheer and nothing else. Addie loves it and looks forward to it every day. In the meantime Addie is doing both cheer and dance. It is a packed schedule but they are almost done with dance. Kyson, Kaden and Landen have soccer tryouts today. They are already part of the club but there are tryouts for new people to come to their team. They have a weird schedule. They are spending most of the day on the field today. Jess wants to go and check in.
They had 30 minutes to kill so they went to a pet store. They needed to get a few things for their pets anyway. Addie wanted to go to the reptile store to hold a snake. Jess doesn’t know why but Honey will not eat her food. Jess has tried so many different kinds. Honey always goes for the cat food. They have to hide the cat food. Someone suggested to lift the food. Jess and Addie decided that when Addie gets her own room she wants a fish. Addie would be the one to take care of it. Addie is an animal lover. Either fish or a snake. Maybe both.
Jess has not been to a sonic since high school. Jess and Talia ran into each other at dance drop off and decided to go to sonic. Talia has never been and Jess hasn’t been since high school. Talia wanted to try the dirty coke. Jess didn’t know what that was. It is a thing in utah. They have a place called swig. That is where all of the utah moms go because they can’t have coffee. They have a swig which is a dirty coke. Sonic doesn’t have apple pay. Jess saved Talia’s life. The dirty coke is pretty. They didn’t even fill it.( Yes they did, just not all the way to the top.) The dirty coke is nice and refreshing. It tastes like a pina colada. It is kind of like a rootbeer float. The tea is horrible. The Utah girls will start off their tik toks going into a 7/11 and filling up their stanley’s.
A car hit the fence during soccer practice. There were hecka cops over there. Cheer, dance and soccer is done. Kyson is home and sad that he couldn’t come. It wasn’t important for him to come but typically you come to tryouts even though you are already on the team. Kyson is injured so he is taking it easy. He feels a lot better. He is tempted to come and play but that is how you re injure yourself. Kyson is walking all right. It still hurts but he is doing normal activities for the most part. Jess is having Kyson take it easy so that it doesn’t become a life long injury. Landen had his practice earlier today. Kaden got done with his practice. They are going to head home. It is 8pm and Addie hasn’t even been home today. Jess is on a kick trying not to eat fast food. They definitely still are here and there. For a while it was too easy to make it a daily thing. That is not good for anybody. They put a stop to that and eat at home 90% of the time.
Jess gets questions daily about linking certain things in her videos and posts. Honey is playing with Nova. They have recently become the best of friends. Jess has always been bad about linking things when people ask for links. She tries to remember. She has been trying to be more on top of it. The worst thing is to see something online and then not being able to find it. Jess started a ltk. You can post a picture or video and link everything in the picture or video. Jess has also been using her amazon storefront.

Hi! This is going to be a long one/rant and story because I really don’t know who to talk to about this in real life because I’m not in therapy and I’m so embarrassed to be feeling this way knowing I made all the choices to be here and people are already flying in from out of state to come to our wedding. Also I’m diagnosed adhd incase any of yall are wondering what’s wrong with me once I tell you all the decisions I made to get here. I am getting married in three months and have a son who is 15 months old. My now fiance 28m and I 27f met whenever we were thirteen years old in middle school and started a tumultuous up and down / on and off again relationship. We were together all the way up until junior year in high school and we broke up. I come from a broken home and he does not. Looking back I realize how much of me staying with him and trying to keep his attention stemmed from my abandonment issues that I must have had from my own parents. After we broke up he joined a gang in my local hometown and I was still in love with him so I decided to still be involved with him even though I was not in a relationship with him. I ended up losing my virginity to him while we were not together just because I wanted to be with him and we said we were friends with benefits but really I was just in love with him and thought by doing that maybe he would want to be with me again but he didn’t and continued to sleep with other girls and do drugs. I also started doing drugs like Xanax and smoking to fit in with him and be cool. I ended up getting a horrible tattoo because one of the other girls he was also seeing had a bunch of tattoos. I dropped out of my high school college courses and ended up going to jail for marijuana in high school and got kicked out of cheer and softball. I ended up on probation and having to be drug tested for a year. Within that year after being heart broken and realizing nothing I did would make him change into who he was before he got involved in our local gang or make him want to be with me… I ended up enrolling in college and getting accepted to a university where I would move about two hours away from our home town to live on campus and study to be a nurse. While on probation, so I couldn’t really party or anything in college which was good (even though I was never really addicted to anything and it wouldn’t be that hard for me) I wanted to save money for a car so I ended up getting a job at the hooters next to my college and was in college full time and working at hooters. My sister happened to go to that same college before I did and live in that town with her ex bf and they would give me rides to and from work back to campus. Low and behold after about two semesters of me being in college and finally feeling like I was moving on from him, he came back messaging me and telling me he missed me and wanted to be with me again. I was stupid and so excited that I agreed and asked him to come see me at college where he would stay for the weekend and we would have an amazing time. I felt so good about myself doing what I was doing and being able to show my growth. Despite all that he was still able to convince me to leave school and come back to be with him and live with him and go to the college near our hometown and work at the hooters near our hometown. I had already felt like I didn’t want to be a nurse at the time because my sister who was a nurse told me you could never leave the state as a nurse if you get your license there (which she didn’t know at the time that you could) and I knew I didn’t want to stay where I was from and wanted to eventually travel. So I decided to leave and move back with him in his bedroom at his parents house where I would work at the hooters close to our home town and never enroll in the college. He would eventually break up with me while I was at work one day even though I was living with him and since I didn’t have a car he continued to take me back in forth from work and I continued to live with him and continued to be in love with him while he committed to the fact that he didn’t want to be in a relationship but wanted to marry me one day and just wasn’t ready for anything right now and still wanted to have sex with me which I did. From working at hooters I had auditioned for the calendar and ended up being really liked by the photographer and started doing some modeling from that which was super exciting for me because I always was interested in that and the pictures we took would blow up and I started getting well known in my area for modeling even though they were just pictures and I wasn’t making any money off of it. Eventually a guy came into hooters telling me about working as an exotic dancer and how much they could make and I still needed a car really badly and was desperate to get out of my ex’s (now fiance) house. So I told him I would be waitressing and that I heard the waitresses make good money there and asked him to give me a ride there one day and so he started giving me a ride everyday. The money was so good to me and the most money I had ever seen. I ended up staying in a hotel closer to the club I worked at and sometimes he would come stay with me and I would just uber to work. Eventually I had gotten a car which I was so happy about. A couple of weeks after I got a car I ended up getting sucked into human trafficking with a friend where I would live in a house with multiple girls for 6 months and go to work at the club every day of the week except Saturday and Sundays. I wasn’t doing anything extra just dancing but the money was going to some random guy. It’s crazy I know. I was stupid and young and my family were not concerned for me at all or involved in my life. unfortunately my friend is just now leaving that situation. I got out without anything no car or nothing and had nowhere to go so back to my exes I went where I decided I was going to buy a cash car again and I worked everyday like I was used to saved money and got a car. Moved to my sisters and stayed with her for a little where i decided I didn’t want to dance anymore and I got a job as a bottle service girl and then waitressing at another waitress. I continued modeling because it made me happy and I never told anyone the truth about the deep things that were happening in my life except for my now fiance. So nobody had no idea about me dancing or the human trafficking or anything. Everyone just knew I modeled. I ended up getting an apartment with some friends and One day I got the urge to go to California randomly and at my waitressing job I was handed $800 and I took it as a sign and booked a flight the next day. Where I went by myself my first time ever on a flight with no plans at all. The day I got there I got asked to be in a commercial two days later. My roommate and her friends flew out there to get me and she ended up being able to be in the commercial with me which ended up on tbs but I had to go back home to my apartment and responsibilities and couldn’t leave my roommate stranded. Even though months later we would end up getting in an argument and I’d move out and move back with my ex (now fiance) where I would continue to work and model (for free) and went back to the club to dance and then my sister ended up going to California for a travel nursing assignment and her and her bf broke up and she asked me to move with her. I had nothing else here, my ex was still saying he didn’t want to be in a relationship, he was consistently sleeping with other girls while we lived together and expected relationship things from me. I was paying for everything for him. I paid for him while he was in school for audio engineer, his gas, lunch, school clothes, shopping, I helped him open his own studio and bought his equipment and Mac for it, even though his parents were very involved in his life. I got all his family bday gifts and Christmas gifts every year. He was honestly just using me but I was so in love and blind. He encouraged me to go to California too so I had nothing else there for me, if he had told me to stay and he wanted to be with me I would’ve. I flew out on my 21st birthday and met my sister and Vegas where we would have such a great time and my ex spent that day hanging out with a girl that tried to fight me and didn’t even tell me happy birthday, I was crying in the bathroom in Vegas until my sister shook me and told me to get it together we’re in Vegas. I was so heart broken to be leaving him but he didn’t care. I got to LA and I instantly started modeling on day one I booked a photo shoot where I met a guy that reminded me of my ex (I know) but we instantly clicked and he was 7 years older than me. We ended up talking for a little bit and pursuing something even though I wasn’t ready emotionally but he didn’t really care and I was kind of star struck a little because he was a music producer for a very famous musician and he was very persistent but that’s another story. I ended up booking a music video as a main girl for my ex’s (now fiance) favorite artist. When it came out it was crazy because I felt like the universe and God was just blessing me for leaving that situation and I knew he would see it because he was so obsessed with that artist and it shook up the whole small town I was from. After that I booked a lot of cool jobs like Sephora and worked with a lot of companies, and did some music videos for other super famous artists, and walked in fashion shows and modeled for clothing brands etc. I was working all the time as an extra to pay my bills and I was meeting cool people. I was always getting invited to celebrities parties and just having such a fun time. I decided to start getting into acting instead and started going to acting school where a lot of well known celebrities also went to and I started having meetings with very popular directors and I was being mentored by famous directors and another person that created an tv entertainment channel that I won’t say here also mentored me a lot and got me a lot of meetings with these people and would go to dinners and stuff etc with a list celebrities. I truly was living the life. And coming from where I can it was almost a dream. I had gotten in a relationship my first year there with that other guy I mentioned who ended up being super possessive of me but he treated me like a queen in the sense of paying for everything, giving me a safe space to tell my feelings, open up, the sex was amazing, he would take me on trips, took me out of the country for the first time. We ended up not working out due to lifestyle differences and just being at two different places and wanting different things. He wanted to move out of the country and have a farm and I wasn’t ready to do that as I wanted to focus on my career. (But I would die to move out of the country on a farm now ironically and he is doing just that now like he said he would haha) anyway, I ended up having my own studio apartment by myself that I loved so much and was so proud of. My sister had moved to Montana and it took a lot for me to get my apartment like staying in a house with other girls for a little to sleeping in my car and at a spa for a couple days. When I would fly home or drive home to see my family I would always see my ex, everytime. We kept a friendship and sometimes I would still help him out if needed, he was interning at a church through his school for audio engineering and recording people at his studio in our hometown. By this time I was going to New York and Miami also sometimes and doing work there. I wasn’t as stressed about bills anymore. I was seeing guys every now and then but not at all interested in a relationship, my heart was still healing from the past and both my exes but mainly my first (now fiance). I was super focused on my career and optimistic, I was used to the grind and in no way ever thinking of quitting. It just wasn’t an option because I knew I would make it wherever that would be because to me that is all I had for me and all I ever knew I wanted and the only thing that saved me. Skip to around October 2019 I had found out about a girl my ex was seeing and it crushed me. He was doing with her just like he was with me though. Just “friends with benefits” I was living in my apartment in LA still and my uncle that helped raise me was getting really sick back home and put on hospice so I decided to take a trip back to see him. I would go to restaurants in my state and near my home town and people would ask to take pictures with me, and at the little ceasars drive through someone asked if I was me and stuff it was crazy because I hadn’t been home in awhile and I felt like what I was doing was finally paying off and people were recognizing me. It was surreal. I ended up going to see my ex. I had such a fear of losing him to this other girl for some reason. I was so scared he would get her pregnant or get in a serious relationship since I was gone so far away and I would never be with him, I would end up sleeping with him again and the girl found out and drove by his house mad and cussing me out and throwing stuff at me. We ended up getting in a fight which is so embarrassing and beneath me. I ended up crying to him that I wanted to be with him and don’t know why he never wanted to be with me which at this time he honestly was not even in my playing field anymore. He told me if I wanted to be with him I had to move back to my hometown.. my heart dropped to my stomach and I knew it wasn’t what I was supposed to do but I said okay… all because this is what I had wanted all those years. I decided to stay where the next two years all I would think about everyday was I was making the wrong decision and needed to go back to my life. My hometown had nothing for me.. COVID hit a couple months after me being there and we were terrified. We ended up getting everything out of my apartment and moving into a house around the corner from his parents. I had to tell him how I liked to communicate now without yelling and stuff which I learned from the boyfriend I had in LA and that I wasn’t going to put up with that disrespect but he never listened. Eventually everything went back to normal. I ended up going back to the club again dancing because I didn’t want to go backward and model here. He never wanted me to go back to LA even for a little bit even though that’s where my career and heart was so I had no idea what to do with my life. I started waitressing as well and getting back on my adhd meds. People started pressuring us to get pregnant and we tried for a year and 6 months. The month I found out I was pregnant before I knew, I quit my job and decided I was going to move back and get my life back. Two days later I found out I was pregnant…. Finally after trying for over a year. Our relationship was toxic just like the past he always yelled, I could never talk to him about my feelings without him saying I was trying to fight, he spit in my face once, threatened me, put his hands on me, he would tell me he was going to take my baby away from me as soon as I had it. I started asking him about getting married while I was pregnant and the proposal wasn’t even that. He got mad at me for asking one day and walked in the room and handed me the ring. It didn’t fit because I was pregnant & it was $27 (not that that matters but the proposal sucked).. he drained both my bank accounts and they closed it, charged my credit card up and put me in debt, he has not let me do anything I want to do like school or anything. He is so bad with money. He has an action figure addiction and at one point was spending 3k on action figures every month and turned one of the rooms in our house into a collection room so I had to take everything out of my closet and put my sons crib in there for the first year of his life. we have good times and I feel comfortable with him. He knows everything about me but he doesn’t respect me and sometimes I feel like he is intimidated by me. The sex isn’t good at all we always just ask “do you want to have sex” he never gives oral or foreplay, I never get pleasure. He’s an amazing dad though and loves his son. We have the most sweet and beautiful little boy now who I love so much and he loves him also. He’s very attentive to his son. But I still feel unheard. I can’t talk about my feelings. If I do it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t change anything. He is so defensive and we never communicate for a solution it’s always just pointing fingers. I have started yelling again because I’m so used to it now and I hate it because I grew up like that and I finally grew out of it until I got back with him and recently started again and now he throws it in my face and knows I begged him not to do it forever but he never stopped and now I am too. I’ve asked him to take me to the movies and he hasn’t still. I just ask for more romance and stuff but it just feels like I have a roommate. I have nothing now. I had my car and we traded it in for a new car that he wanted. I always dreamed of the next car I’d get once I paid it off but he got it & it’s in his name now so I paid it off for nothing. I’m driving around his dream car. I’ve been planning our wedding since I birthed our son and everything is going good. Money is tight. He works at the church now full time and makes about 45k a year or so, my son has been waiting to start daycare for awhile so I have been home with him. I’ve tried starting jobs multiple times but he is against it unless it’s super fast money like going to the club which I am so repulsed by and absolutely hate it now. I tried going back to college but my old college won’t release my transcripts for fasfa because I owe them money. I started cosmetology school a few months ago which he was all for but two months in freaked out and him and his mom guilt tripped me that we can’t handle this right now and he was having a hard time doing the night time routine for the baby while I was at school so I had to leave and now owe that’s school for my kit unless I enroll again in 128 days. I also miss modeling so much and sometimes think I can start again but it’s been five years. My body is so different too after a baby. Everything I want is a no go. Especially moving out of our hometown. He says he wants to but I don’t think he does. We are constantly at his moms and dads and they tell us all the time we aren’t moving anywhere which is really hard for me as this place is super toxic for my soul. Anytime I get money he spends it. Anytime I save money he spends it. Even if it does go towards our bills. His action figure habit is almost nonexistent now and he has grown a lot in the past few months from that since I demanded my son have his own bedroom after his first bday and all his figures are in boxes now and told him he could turn the shed into his man cave. He says we can’t save because we have nothing to save after bills but I believe in saving anything even $5 a paycheck. It’s doable. I grew up poor so this is nothing to me but after living the lifestyle I lived in LA and going out with guys that respected me and cherished me it’s hard. I know nobody is perfect but we are about to get married and I’m scared… I have nothing though anymore. I’ve threatened to leave a couple times and he says he will take me to court and take my baby. I’m scared he might. I don’t want my son to be angry like him or not respect women how he does. In public he’s a saint. He also has a very supportive family that it’s almost toxic. They all blame me for his anger issues and say I make him that way. But he’s been punching walls since I met him in 8th grade. I know it’s not because of me. But I have nobody else and nowhere else to go. No money. No car. I’m at the bottom again where I was before. Only difference is now I have a son. And we are getting married in three months and I can’t call it off. I am older now and looking back on my life I realize he maybe truly never loved me and I was just so desperate for love. I got myself here nobody else. I accepted everything, even when my gut told me not to. ( he is not just horrible, he’s a great person just with some bad qualities like everyone but I’m tired of feeling stuck with someone that never truly wanted me and doesn’t care to grow in some ways or show me )
Please help.. what do I do?

Hi, just looking for some advice on what to expect here. Or to hear experiences from people who had a similar situation.
I’m 30 years old and have zero record. I never once have even been pulled over, and never faulted for an accident. Last Friday I was stopped (Clermont county) for speeding around 2:40am, 78 in a 65. The officer immediately said he smelled marijuana and asked me to step out of the car. He never asked to search my car, or found any marijuana. Because I have back issues and see a chiropractor weekly for sciatica I refused to walk a straight line or stand on one leg. When the officer said he smelled alcohol I informed him I was on my way home from a hookup where I performed oral sex and used an antiseptic mouth rinse right before leaving. I was arrested and taken to the station where I refused a breathalyzer, stating I was worried of the effects of the mouthwash since he said he could smell it. By this point it had already been established I have a severe anxiety disorder for which I take medication daily and was on the verge of a panic attack. Honestly looking back I wish I had blown, but I was so anxious, especially never having had any sort of contact like this with police. I just sort of shut down. After the officer finished his paperwork he even gave me a ride home.
I have an arraignment in 3 days. I can not afford an attorney. I make about $30k a year, but after rent/bills I basically live hand to mouth. I don’t know if I make too much for a public defender. As of right now my license is suspended for a year because I refused to blow. What do I expect at the arraignment? Do I just go plead not guilty, and then the court will start the process of assigning an attorney? Any chance this could be dropped since there’s very little proof (aside from the officer saying there was an odor and my eyes were watery and bloodshot- at this point I had been awake nearly 20 hours)? What about privileges to drive to work? Is that something that can be discussed Friday, or do you have to wait a certain amount of time? Really any info is welcome. I have all the questions 😞

Meeting in a well-lit area, taking a friend with me, and having a mobile mechanic meet me on site to do a quick inspection. Besides the obvious not flashing around that much cash, what do I need to know about buying a private party used vehicle these days?

Location: France
I received an internship offer from a big company for my end-of-studies internship, which I accepted. We were in the process of finalizing the three-party internship agreement (myself, the company and my school) which they unfortunately did not sign. I sent then an initial draft of the agreement, which was reviewed by their legal team, then they sent me a set of modifications to include which I did and then I was waiting for their signature.
6 days prior to the start date, I am informed via a zoom call that the internship was cancelled due to business reasons.
Am I entitled to any compensation? Knowing that I declined other internship offers, cancelled interviews, stopped searching for internship opportunities, made arrangements for accommodation (moving fees, expensive rent in Paris, left my previous address), and paid for flights in accordance with my start date.
All I have is the email trail and a voice recording of our zoom voice call where I was informed of the news.
Many thanks.
tl;dr Internship cancelled 6 days prior to start date, the company hasn't signed any document. Can I get compensated for the financial, moral and professional prejudice?

Hi I’m 25 and for context I currently live in Maryland for 7 months now and have made no progress in my life here at all, I am debating going back to college for a medical career which is so funny for me to even think because I went to college for nursing and didn’t finish to become an esthetician and because of covid I left that field as well and haven’t been back until literally 2 weeks ago when I got a job to do lash extensions and have been disappointed since.
I honestly never thought that I wouldn’t be the person to not go to college and I think that because I got a license as an esthetician I didn’t really process how I really didn’t go to college I did a vocational education basically and lost my job because of covid and was so depressed about it I didn’t go back to it which was useless.
I still had hopes of becoming an esthetician again when I got this job as a lash tech to realize I have been out of the game in a long time and definitely draining on my body specially all the back pain, all that for not much reward since the other techs have told me that honestly they get paid very little specially when I told them where I used to live some lash techs could make up to 1,200-1,400 a week and here they were making half that I felt more discouraged because I already felt this wasn’t what I wanted to do anymore for a career.
I got desperate recently since the past couple of months I’ve been walking on a tight rope verging being fully broke every month and feeling like a bag of waste and that I wasted so much time of my life in a delusion that I was okay and in fact I am not which brought me to 2 hours ago scrolling career paths online and I found a posting for travel health agencies and the pay definitely caught my attention first but also the position, to think if I have continued my college degree and had been a nurse I could be in a different place that I am right now.
But not to dwell in the what if’s that I cannot change since I don’t currently life in a Si-fi movie with a best friend scientist that will create a time machine for me, I want good advice on what are my options and realistically what would be most beneficial for my future.
The path I was thinking of choosing is not very clear but I was very interested in some of the positions in the traveling agency’s I saw and looked into and some of them where physical therapy, Cath tech, and a CT technician where the only ones I had enough time to do research on but there seemed to be several others but they all still mean going back to school for probably at least 4 years.
I guess my biggest worry is not really going back to school but the financial, I currently tip toe the lines of having a 0 balance in by bank every month and some credit card debt that I used to pay for the vocational school (about 5k, I feel like when I say cc debt some people always think it’s over 10k so maybe not that bad), but I’m scared of doing school and working, rent, car, insurance, I already try to work a lot now even babysitting on my off time to make sure I’m always bringing some money in every day and I’m just scared of making a mistake and it costing me what I already don’t have.
I also don’t know if this is important but a reason that kept me from going back to school before is that I am married we are separated but not yet divorced and I couldn’t get financial aid anymore since I basically made too much money bc he was on the tax return.
That’s honestly all the information I could think of right now but can always say more for clarity and I’m just hoping for some guidance or advice on what to do, since I’m literally writing this after having a small mental breakdown and considering being a sugar baby (although I’m not sexy enough of that the idea went away really quickly lol). Any advice is greatly appreciated, thank you.

Back in December 2023, I bought a salvage vehicle from Copart.com through a car dealer broker (friend's recommendation as he used the same service from them) due to Copart's restrictions on sales to private individuals.
However, after completing the purchase and sending payment via money order, I encountered a snag. The dealer sales rep neglected to provide the salvage certificate or a bill of sale a month after the purchase.
Upon raising this issue, they allowed me to retrieve the car from the sales representative's household, which differed from the dealership's address, an oversight that struck me as unprofessional.
Currently, the car lacks a title, making it essentially worthless as I cannot register it for repairs or reinspection.
Despite possessing evidence such as text messages, money order receipt, and UPS signatures proof indicating my ownership, the dealer technically still retains ownership.
Finally in April 2024, I got a hold of the dealership owner cell phone number, who informed me that the sales representative was out of the country and he would only address the matter upon his return.
Discontent with this response after waiting five months for the title, I took action by filing a police report and lodging a complaint with the New Hampshire DOJ Consumer Fraud.
Unfortunately, no action has been taken yet. Unable to secure a local attorney willing to handle the case and barred from pursuing small claims court due to the car's value exceeding $10,000, I find myself frustrated and confused.
Compounding the issue is the fact that I'm in New Jersey, the car dealer is licensed in New Hampshire, the auction pickup location and title are in Connecticut, and the sales rep's house is in Maine—4 different states.
I filed 2 police reports, Maine and New Hampshire, while the consumer fraud complaint was lodged in New Hampshire.
What options remain for me at this point, or did I just literally waste 15k?

I took a short solo trip this week. Rented a car on Monday morning, drove to the coast, stayed the night, and left around midday on Tuesday. Honestly? I had a great time. I was so independent and unburdened, at least while it lasted.
One unusual finding was that… I miss the suburbs? I stopped at a suburban Panera in a very nice town south of the city. It reminded me of the town my college friends live in — lots of greenery, very new, very nice, and with an overall feeling of growth and prosperity. Sitting in that Panera, listening to the local geriatric population gossip as I ate my salad, felt strangely comforting. I guess that’s how I grew up, right? In the land where shops only exist in shopping centers, and you have to drive to get anywhere, and going to Panera is an event.
It’s funny, I eat at restaurants all the time, but I very rarely get lunch with friends. I think I’m desensitized to it, so going out to eat is no longer of any importance to me. In high school, we’d go to Panera somewhat often and it was always fun. In college, I’d do the same thing with restaurants in the area. Here, I don’t.
Right, I was in Panera. The suburbs felt so comforting. I went to a really big Target. I went to a really big furniture store. I went to a really big Barnes & Noble.
There used to be a Barnes & Noble in the city. My first summer here, I was a voracious reader. I learned the city through the coffee shops and parks where I read. Going to that bookstore was always a treat, and I even became a B&N member, but then it closed. There are other bookstores, I guess, but they are too cramped. I never feel like I have permission to take up space and browse for a long time.
When I woke up this morning, I had a feeling of dread because I was going back to the city. I hadn’t been gone long enough. I wanted to keep on enjoying the small town on the coast, largely empty except for locals and a few random travelers. I wanted to keep roleplaying as a suburbanite whose can enjoy some privacy. But I had to go — the rental car was due at 4. So I left. I listened to podcasts, I considered stopping in another suburb that felt grungy and old, I had my gas filled by an attendant for some reason, and survived the highway traffic. I was back. The trip was over.
Am I a loner? The things I loved about the trip were the independence, the quiet, the space, the anonymity. I was able to do things like read a book while sitting in a gay bar, maybe because I felt so anonymous and focused on myself that I was not hindered by the opinions of others. I didn’t touch Instagram. I barely touched my phone at all besides directions and a few brief conversations.
I felt so creative, too. An empty itinerary + a good fantasy book + a dnd podcast primed me. I felt like I could write a novel. I could spin up a rich world in my mind. I revisited some old concepts I wrote down years ago, and they still hold water.
Some of that creative energy survived the drive back to the city. I made some art on my iPad. I sent it to some friends. One of the first replies was a biting, mean critique. It was meant as a joke, I imagine, but it was crushing.
I want to go back on vacation. I don’t know if I really hate my life in the city, but it was good to escape it for a little while.
So… why did I write this? I only write these when I’m feeling some type of way. Well, I got home from the local place where I made that art. And now I don’t know what to do with myself. A movie? Read? Clean? Finish my art? Sleep? Cry (if I can manage it, which is unlikely)? Go on Hinge?
I hooked up with the guy I’ve been infrequently seeing for the last two and a half years. He’s finally leaving the city. I need someone different, so that’s maybe a good thing.
I feel lonely. I feel sad. I wish I had a car so I could drive off into the night. My heart is beating heavy — not really any faster than usual, but I can feel it.
When I quit my job, I think I expected all this stress to release, like cutting through a stretched rubber band (weird metaphor, I know). But it didn’t. The truth is, I am stressed about the new job. I am stressed about seeing my family this weekend. I don’t feel like I have enough room to totally relax — like I made an optometry appointment tomorrow at 10am, so I can’t sleep in. But I don’t want to sleep yet either, so I guess I just won’t sleep enough. I need to release all this stress somehow. I guess I’ll get a lil high. Idk.
What else? I was prescribed Prozac. I quit my job, as mentioned above. That’s really it.
Well, thanks for bearing with me. This started as a vacation recap and then went off the rails. I’ll reschedule my optometry appointment and then I’ll just fuck off.

I’m in my fourth year teaching and I love it for the most part. Highschool is tough, year 9 boys are horrific, but I’ve switched from a toxic executive at a public school to a very supportive private school. I’m co directing a school play, running debating, coordinating religion and philosophy, teaching a full load (including ATAR), and doing my PhD part time. And I was handling it all. Like it was v difficult and I barely saw my partner but we were doing well and I was happy. And then my car tyre blew and I couldn’t get it replaced for a week because I simply didn’t have time and then I took a day to get it fixed and the moment I stopped moving, my body collapsed. I’m talking fever, cold, sweats, headaches, cough, feeling faint. I’m on antibiotics but I’ve now taken 4 days off school. Including the 2 days I took earlier this term for illness, I’ve had over a week off in just over a month. I feel so guilty and awful!
My question is two fold: 1) How do you guys get over sick day guilt. I could not have taught but I’m still wracked with it! 2) How do you guys prevent yourself from crashing midterm? This happened last year too and I’m starting to burn out.

I don’t know how to use Reddit so any response given anywhere is deeply appreciated
So me and my bf (let’s call him Dave even though it’s not his real name) have been dating for over a year now, and while our relationship is mostly positive, the only downing factor is my parents and the mental impact they have had on me. While my mom has went above and beyond raising me and my autistic brother, she made the mistake of marrying my stepdad when I was five (my father was an alcoholic and died a few years after my stepdad came in the picture). He is a very angry person, and whenever something doesn’t go his way he takes it out on everyone around him, causing fights almost everyday. My childhood was pretty sheltered and closed in, which affected my social skills and self confidence. As traditional leaning parents, they believe that I am still a child and should utmostly respect them even if they disrespect me, even though I own my own credit card, have a car (which I will admit they helped me pay for initially) and pay monthly insurance for it, and juggle work and school.
Within meeting my boyfriend over a year ago, home life became pretty rocky between me and my stepdad, where things he said to me in the past finally boiled over a tipping point (For example, I got diagnosed with anxiety and his only reaction was to offer to take me to a hospital and that “doctors diagnose you with everything”). My tipping point was when I confided in my mom I applied for a second job at Expressions (a sex shop- it wasn’t my ideal job since I wouldn’t gain any knowledge from there but for an extra 1.50 an hour would make paying bills easier), and she flipped (as I understand she would, as a mother should) and called my stepdad and verbally beat down my boyfriend for “allowing me to ruin my dignity” (never mind he didn’t know I applied until after I did it). She claimed that we were children who know nothing about life and Dave is a terrible person who needs to start acting like an adult. They then went ahead and threatened to tell my Conservative grandfather, who would subsequently take me out of his will.
During one of our arguments they asked me if Chris was ever there when I needed him, which I replied that he offered multiple times to help me pay for my car when it broke down, gave me his shoulder to cry on and a safe place to vent and solve my issues without being distracted by everything around me. They got even more angry and mentioned I should live with him and they weren’t going to respect him until he “takes care of me.” Despite this statement not being the first time said, they took it back, only to say it again five minutes later. I vented to Dave about the situation, where he got fed up with how my parents talked down to me and belittled me. He talked to his father and mother, and they wish to take me in under a contract where an agreement on rent and due date is created. I’m seriously looking into it since I received a request to work as a receptionist and things seem bright with this opportunity.
While I wish to get out and escape the metaphorical cage I live in, I’m nervous about the situation since I never acted out against my parents to this degree and I’m a generally timid person. I’m nervous about our relationship not working out and me becoming homeless, since I already know my parents wouldn’t want me back once I leave. I’m lost about what I should do with school, while I’m aware I would need to take a semester off and is fully committed to only taking one or two semesters off, Dave wants to keep me in school. While he makes significantly more money than I ever would, I don’t want him to kill himself. While I don’t care for my grandfathers will, he’s 93 and I don’t want him to die from a heart attack. I still have to speak to Dave’s parents on this matter, but as someone whose parents don’t have their child’s mental needs as priority what do I do?
(Therapy won’t work since my stepdad doesn’t want to go, and I tried sitting them down and speaking to them about how they make me feel and it leads into arguments)

Hi! This is going to be a long one/rant and story because I really don’t know who to talk to about this in real life because I’m not in therapy and I’m so embarrassed to be feeling this way knowing I made all the choices to be here and people are already flying in from out of state to come to our wedding. Also I’m diagnosed adhd incase any of yall are wondering what’s wrong with me once I tell you all the decisions I made to get here. I am getting married in three months and have a son who is 15 months old. My now fiance 28m and I 27f met whenever we were thirteen years old in middle school and started a tumultuous up and down / on and off again relationship. We were together all the way up until junior year in high school and we broke up. I come from a broken home and he does not. Looking back I realize how much of me staying with him and trying to keep his attention stemmed from my abandonment issues that I must have had from my own parents. After we broke up he joined a gang in my local hometown and I was still in love with him so I decided to still be involved with him even though I was not in a relationship with him. I ended up losing my virginity to him while we were not together just because I wanted to be with him and we said we were friends with benefits but really I was just in love with him and thought by doing that maybe he would want to be with me again but he didn’t and continued to sleep with other girls and do drugs. I also started doing drugs like Xanax and smoking to fit in with him and be cool. I ended up getting a horrible tattoo because one of the other girls he was also seeing had a bunch of tattoos. I dropped out of my high school college courses and ended up going to jail for marijuana in high school and got kicked out of cheer and softball. I ended up on probation and having to be drug tested for a year. Within that year after being heart broken and realizing nothing I did would make him change into who he was before he got involved in our local gang or make him want to be with me… I ended up enrolling in college and getting accepted to a university where I would move about two hours away from our home town to live on campus and study to be a nurse. While on probation, so I couldn’t really party or anything in college which was good (even though I was never really addicted to anything and it wouldn’t be that hard for me) I wanted to save money for a car so I ended up getting a job at the hooters next to my college and was in college full time and working at hooters. My sister happened to go to that same college before I did and live in that town with her ex bf and they would give me rides to and from work back to campus. Low and behold after about two semesters of me being in college and finally feeling like I was moving on from him, he came back messaging me and telling me he missed me and wanted to be with me again. I was stupid and so excited that I agreed and asked him to come see me at college where he would stay for the weekend and we would have an amazing time. I felt so good about myself doing what I was doing and being able to show my growth. Despite all that he was still able to convince me to leave school and come back to be with him and live with him and go to the college near our hometown and work at the hooters near our hometown. I had already felt like I didn’t want to be a nurse at the time because my sister who was a nurse told me you could never leave the state as a nurse if you get your license there (which she didn’t know at the time that you could) and I knew I didn’t want to stay where I was from and wanted to eventually travel. So I decided to leave and move back with him in his bedroom at his parents house where I would work at the hooters close to our home town and never enroll in the college. He would eventually break up with me while I was at work one day even though I was living with him and since I didn’t have a car he continued to take me back in forth from work and I continued to live with him and continued to be in love with him while he committed to the fact that he didn’t want to be in a relationship but wanted to marry me one day and just wasn’t ready for anything right now and still wanted to have sex with me which I did. From working at hooters I had auditioned for the calendar and ended up being really liked by the photographer and started doing some modeling from that which was super exciting for me because I always was interested in that and the pictures we took would blow up and I started getting well known in my area for modeling even though they were just pictures and I wasn’t making any money off of it. Eventually a guy came into hooters telling me about working as an exotic dancer and how much they could make and I still needed a car really badly and was desperate to get out of my ex’s (now fiance) house. So I told him I would be waitressing and that I heard the waitresses make good money there and asked him to give me a ride there one day and so he started giving me a ride everyday. The money was so good to me and the most money I had ever seen. I ended up staying in a hotel closer to the club I worked at and sometimes he would come stay with me and I would just uber to work. Eventually I had gotten a car which I was so happy about. A couple of weeks after I got a car I ended up getting sucked into human trafficking with a friend where I would live in a house with multiple girls for 6 months and go to work at the club every day of the week except Saturday and Sundays. I wasn’t doing anything extra just dancing but the money was going to some random guy. It’s crazy I know. I was stupid and young and my family were not concerned for me at all or involved in my life. unfortunately my friend is just now leaving that situation. I got out without anything no car or nothing and had nowhere to go so back to my exes I went where I decided I was going to buy a cash car again and I worked everyday like I was used to saved money and got a car. Moved to my sisters and stayed with her for a little where i decided I didn’t want to dance anymore and I got a job as a bottle service girl and then waitressing at another waitress. I continued modeling because it made me happy and I never told anyone the truth about the deep things that were happening in my life except for my now fiance. So nobody had no idea about me dancing or the human trafficking or anything. Everyone just knew I modeled. I ended up getting an apartment with some friends and One day I got the urge to go to California randomly and at my waitressing job I was handed $800 and I took it as a sign and booked a flight the next day. Where I went by myself my first time ever on a flight with no plans at all. The day I got there I got asked to be in a commercial two days later. My roommate and her friends flew out there to get me and she ended up being able to be in the commercial with me which ended up on tbs but I had to go back home to my apartment and responsibilities and couldn’t leave my roommate stranded. Even though months later we would end up getting in an argument and I’d move out and move back with my ex (now fiance) where I would continue to work and model (for free) and went back to the club to dance and then my sister ended up going to California for a travel nursing assignment and her and her bf broke up and she asked me to move with her. I had nothing else here, my ex was still saying he didn’t want to be in a relationship, he was consistently sleeping with other girls while we lived together and expected relationship things from me. I was paying for everything for him. I paid for him while he was in school for audio engineer, his gas, lunch, school clothes, shopping, I helped him open his own studio and bought his equipment and Mac for it, even though his parents were very involved in his life. I got all his family bday gifts and Christmas gifts every year. He was honestly just using me but I was so in love and blind. He encouraged me to go to California too so I had nothing else there for me, if he had told me to stay and he wanted to be with me I would’ve. I flew out on my 21st birthday and met my sister and Vegas where we would have such a great time and my ex spent that day hanging out with a girl that tried to fight me and didn’t even tell me happy birthday, I was crying in the bathroom in Vegas until my sister shook me and told me to get it together we’re in Vegas. I was so heart broken to be leaving him but he didn’t care. I got to LA and I instantly started modeling on day one I booked a photo shoot where I met a guy that reminded me of my ex (I know) but we instantly clicked and he was 7 years older than me. We ended up talking for a little bit and pursuing something even though I wasn’t ready emotionally but he didn’t really care and I was kind of star struck a little because he was a music producer for a very famous musician and he was very persistent but that’s another story. I ended up booking a music video as a main girl for my ex’s (now fiance) favorite artist. When it came out it was crazy because I felt like the universe and God was just blessing me for leaving that situation and I knew he would see it because he was so obsessed with that artist and it shook up the whole small town I was from. After that I booked a lot of cool jobs like Sephora and worked with a lot of companies, and did some music videos for other super famous artists, and walked in fashion shows and modeled for clothing brands etc. I was working all the time as an extra to pay my bills and I was meeting cool people. I was always getting invited to celebrities parties and just having such a fun time. I decided to start getting into acting instead and started going to acting school where a lot of well known celebrities also went to and I started having meetings with very popular directors and I was being mentored by famous directors and another person that created an tv entertainment channel that I won’t say here also mentored me a lot and got me a lot of meetings with these people and would go to dinners and stuff etc with a list celebrities. I truly was living the life. And coming from where I can it was almost a dream. I had gotten in a relationship my first year there with that other guy I mentioned who ended up being super possessive of me but he treated me like a queen in the sense of paying for everything, giving me a safe space to tell my feelings, open up, the sex was amazing, he would take me on trips, took me out of the country for the first time. We ended up not working out due to lifestyle differences and just being at two different places and wanting different things. He wanted to move out of the country and have a farm and I wasn’t ready to do that as I wanted to focus on my career. (But I would die to move out of the country on a farm now ironically and he is doing just that now like he said he would haha) anyway, I ended up having my own studio apartment by myself that I loved so much and was so proud of. My sister had moved to Montana and it took a lot for me to get my apartment like staying in a house with other girls for a little to sleeping in my car and at a spa for a couple days. When I would fly home or drive home to see my family I would always see my ex, everytime. We kept a friendship and sometimes I would still help him out if needed, he was interning at a church through his school for audio engineering and recording people at his studio in our hometown. By this time I was going to New York and Miami also sometimes and doing work there. I wasn’t as stressed about bills anymore. I was seeing guys every now and then but not at all interested in a relationship, my heart was still healing from the past and both my exes but mainly my first (now fiance). I was super focused on my career and optimistic, I was used to the grind and in no way ever thinking of quitting. It just wasn’t an option because I knew I would make it wherever that would be because to me that is all I had for me and all I ever knew I wanted and the only thing that saved me. Skip to around October 2019 I had found out about a girl my ex was seeing and it crushed me. He was doing with her just like he was with me though. Just “friends with benefits” I was living in my apartment in LA still and my uncle that helped raise me was getting really sick back home and put on hospice so I decided to take a trip back to see him. I would go to restaurants in my state and near my home town and people would ask to take pictures with me, and at the little ceasars drive through someone asked if I was me and stuff it was crazy because I hadn’t been home in awhile and I felt like what I was doing was finally paying off and people were recognizing me. It was surreal. I ended up going to see my ex. I had such a fear of losing him to this other girl for some reason. I was so scared he would get her pregnant or get in a serious relationship since I was gone so far away and I would never be with him, I would end up sleeping with him again and the girl found out and drove by his house mad and cussing me out and throwing stuff at me. We ended up getting in a fight which is so embarrassing and beneath me. I ended up crying to him that I wanted to be with him and don’t know why he never wanted to be with me which at this time he honestly was not even in my playing field anymore. He told me if I wanted to be with him I had to move back to my hometown.. my heart dropped to my stomach and I knew it wasn’t what I was supposed to do but I said okay… all because this is what I had wanted all those years. I decided to stay where the next two years all I would think about everyday was I was making the wrong decision and needed to go back to my life. My hometown had nothing for me.. COVID hit a couple months after me being there and we were terrified. We ended up getting everything out of my apartment and moving into a house around the corner from his parents. I had to tell him how I liked to communicate now without yelling and stuff which I learned from the boyfriend I had in LA and that I wasn’t going to put up with that disrespect but he never listened. Eventually everything went back to normal. I ended up going back to the club again dancing because I didn’t want to go backward and model here. He never wanted me to go back to LA even for a little bit even though that’s where my career and heart was so I had no idea what to do with my life. I started waitressing as well and getting back on my adhd meds. People started pressuring us to get pregnant and we tried for a year and 6 months. The month I found out I was pregnant before I knew, I quit my job and decided I was going to move back and get my life back. Two days later I found out I was pregnant…. Finally after trying for over a year. Our relationship was toxic just like the past he always yelled, I could never talk to him about my feelings without him saying I was trying to fight, he spit in my face once, threatened me, put his hands on me, he would tell me he was going to take my baby away from me as soon as I had it. I started asking him about getting married while I was pregnant and the proposal wasn’t even that. He got mad at me for asking one day and walked in the room and handed me the ring. It didn’t fit because I was pregnant & it was $27 (not that that matters but the proposal sucked).. he drained both my bank accounts and they closed it, charged my credit card up and put me in debt, he has not let me do anything I want to do like school or anything. He is so bad with money. He has an action figure addiction and at one point was spending 3k on action figures every month and turned one of the rooms in our house into a collection room so I had to take everything out of my closet and put my sons crib in there for the first year of his life. we have good times and I feel comfortable with him. He knows everything about me but he doesn’t respect me and sometimes I feel like he is intimidated by me. The sex isn’t good at all we always just ask “do you want to have sex” he never gives oral or foreplay, I never get pleasure. He’s an amazing dad though and loves his son. We have the most sweet and beautiful little boy now who I love so much and he loves him also. He’s very attentive to his son. But I still feel unheard. I can’t talk about my feelings. If I do it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t change anything. He is so defensive and we never communicate for a solution it’s always just pointing fingers. I have started yelling again because I’m so used to it now and I hate it because I grew up like that and I finally grew out of it until I got back with him and recently started again and now he throws it in my face and knows I begged him not to do it forever but he never stopped and now I am too. I’ve asked him to take me to the movies and he hasn’t still. I just ask for more romance and stuff but it just feels like I have a roommate. I have nothing now. I had my car and we traded it in for a new car that he wanted. I always dreamed of the next car I’d get once I paid it off but he got it & it’s in his name now so I paid it off for nothing. I’m driving around his dream car. I’ve been planning our wedding since I birthed our son and everything is going good. Money is tight. He works at the church now full time and makes about 45k a year or so, my son has been waiting to start daycare for awhile so I have been home with him. I’ve tried starting jobs multiple times but he is against it unless it’s super fast money like going to the club which I am so repulsed by and absolutely hate it now. I tried going back to college but my old college won’t release my transcripts for fasfa because I owe them money. I started cosmetology school a few months ago which he was all for but two months in freaked out and him and his mom guilt tripped me that we can’t handle this right now and he was having a hard time doing the night time routine for the baby while I was at school so I had to leave and now owe that’s school for my kit unless I enroll again in 128 days. I also miss modeling so much and sometimes think I can start again but it’s been five years. My body is so different too after a baby. Everything I want is a no go. Especially moving out of our hometown. He says he wants to but I don’t think he does. We are constantly at his moms and dads and they tell us all the time we aren’t moving anywhere which is really hard for me as this place is super toxic for my soul. Anytime I get money he spends it. Anytime I save money he spends it. Even if it does go towards our bills. His action figure habit is almost nonexistent now and he has grown a lot in the past few months from that since I demanded my son have his own bedroom after his first bday and all his figures are in boxes now and told him he could turn the shed into his man cave. He says we can’t save because we have nothing to save after bills but I believe in saving anything even $5 a paycheck. It’s doable. I grew up poor so this is nothing to me but after living the lifestyle I lived in LA and going out with guys that respected me and cherished me it’s hard. I know nobody is perfect but we are about to get married and I’m scared… I have nothing though anymore. I’ve threatened to leave a couple times and he says he will take me to court and take my baby. I’m scared he might. I don’t want my son to be angry like him or not respect women how he does. In public he’s a saint. He also has a very supportive family that it’s almost toxic. They all blame me for his anger issues and say I make him that way. But he’s been punching walls since I met him in 8th grade. I know it’s not because of me. But I have nobody else and nowhere else to go. No money. No car. I’m at the bottom again where I was before. Only difference is now I have a son. And we are getting married in three months and I can’t call it off. I am older now and looking back on my life I realize he maybe truly never loved me and I was just so desperate for love. I got myself here nobody else. I accepted everything, even when my gut told me not to. ( he is not just horrible, he’s a great person just with some bad qualities like everyone but I’m tired of feeling stuck with someone that never truly wanted me and doesn’t care to grow in some ways or show me )
Please help.. what do I do?

Chances of getting my money back? I found a home for rent on facebook. Usually at least in my area there aren’t that many scams. The lady seemed nice and was pretty much first come first serve it would be private rental. No biggie. She offered a lease, receipt, and let me come view the house. She told me what would be replaced etc but since the move in wasn’t until July all i had to pay is the deposit and i can pay the first months rent when it’s due. What’s strange to me is she told me the house was her fathers and gave me a whole rundown and i searched the property records and it was last sold in 2011 and it does show her as a tenant on white pages, but not the owner of the home. My fault, but i didn’t think anything was wrong with it. I mean the lady signed a legal lease thru rocket lawyer, gave me a receipt and told me i could move in when they finished renovating. Here’s where it gets weird… lo and behold.. the ad is still posted 🤠. So i had a friend message her and ask if it was still available. and to my surprise she said it was so i was like okay maybe it’s because i haven’t paid the first months rent yet. so i texted the lady and asked if the house was for sure held to me and she said yes we have a contract etc. I did ALL our communicating over text so i had plenty of evidence if this went wrong so im glad i did. The friend texted her back asking if she could move in before July to pretty much prove she was going to full intention double rent this place. She said yep that she could move in within 3 weeks… unbelievable. so i call the police department and ask what to do and she said unfortunately this is a common scam but to gather as much evidence as i can that she’s trying to scam me and as much about this lady as i could get. so i started asking for the deed , etc to see if she owns it and WOW she “can’t find it”… so needless to say i apparently now have to file a police report for theft.. since it’s over 750$ the officer said it would be up to the prosecutor on what happens. I know i have AMPLE amount of evidence to back me up and thank god receipts and a text message from her saying she got my payment for the deposit but realistically.. what are the chances i will get money back and if so how long would this take? Lesson learned though i’m never trying a private landlord again

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