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Whats up chat So theres this (f18) girl right. She's super awesome and funny and makes me (m17) laugh all the time and I do the same to her. We've know each other since I was in 6th grade but we drifted apart when covid happened and we just got back into contact. A few weeks ago, I asked her if she would like to go to prom with me. She said yes. So last friday we went and had a great time. I take her back to her place and make sure shes safe and she hugs me before I left. All of a sudden the next day she just stops texting back. On sunday she told me she had been swamped with work n stuff and she slept in super late. BUT it's been 2 days since then and she hasn't texted back. I sent her a check in message this morning and she hasnt responded and im starting to get really scared. Did I do something stupid? Or am I just overthinking this? Or is my overthinking the stupid thing I did? I don't know.

Today I had my second session with my abusive dad and I’m starting to have second thoughts about this whole process.
The first session he was there for 5 min, had an adult tantrum about me, how I always blame everyone else and how I am being dramatic and left. Today he stayed and it was 1,5 hr, a lot what he did was ranting and dismissing, as usual when it comes to emotional things. It was really painful and it doesn’t help with my low self worth. He makes me feel as if this whole thing is us being equal and us being equally responsible for this situation.
Ex: he had a pretty heavy surgery last year and we were low contact due to the abuse in the past and to him leaving the session in the way he did.
I did not immediately come to him, I first checked in with what I needed and how I wanted it to be.
He blames me for it, said how much I hurt him with doing that how he could’ve died there and me not being there etc.
He doesn’t acknowledge or realize that he is the reason I did not run to him immediately due to his horrible behavior now and in the past.
So in therapy, instead of it revolving around me and holding him accountable for his words and actions, it’s this how can we make this relationship better both and it doesn’t sit right with me. Idm “working” on our relationship but this feels like so wrong? I don’t really understand why my therapist is encouraging and “entertaining” this idea and basically his behavior.
She has this believe that therapy isn’t forever and you have your family for the rest of your life so that it’s more valuable to try family counseling. I kinda agree but still it feels really messed up.
It reinforces the internalized neglect that it is indeed not a big deal, that I somehow owe him with things too while my mind is like wtf?
It’s as if the worst person on earth did something terrible and is then in a convo with the people whom he did horrible things to and instead of acknowledging, admitting he’s just being like “well yeah I had a bad sleep this week due to your cries so idk, we(you) should probably work on that too?”
Like, wtf??? Could someone explain why someone does this behavior? This isn’t normal right? Is this how family counseling in these situations work?

I recently experienced a really painful experience with termination and am still struggling to understand why my therapist (a psychologist) would terminate in this way.
I will try and keep the story as brief as possible (although it is going to be long) and obviously this is only my side of it.
I have been seeing this therapist for almost a year. They are my first one. I am male. They are female. She is slightly younger than me.
I initially went there to discuss my relationship problems. It was one of those scenarios where I wanted to do couples therapy with my wife but she refused and ultimately I said OK Iwill go alone.
I would be lying if I said I did not form a deep attachment to her but this attachment was never in a way which was sexual or where I desired her to be part of my life outside of her office. And this is being 100% honest with myself.
I have been a very closed off person including to my wife and whatever reason my ability to try and open up to my therapist was an extremely new experience for me and resulted in this attachment which I have discussed with her.
Our communication outside of sessions would be an email or two from me a week mainly to jot my thoughts down about what I would like to discuss with her in session.
My continued attendance with her became a problem for my wife in that she thought it was a form of emotional cheating. All of this was relayed to my therapist. I am not after any commentary about whether my wife is wrong or right to feel this way - it is what it is.
My final session with my therapist, from my perspective went somewhat along these lines:
1.) We discussed an ultimatum my wife had given me essentially regarding termination of therapy or the end of our marriage
2.) We discussed this in the context of my wife setting a boundary and whether I could seek therapy elsewhere
3.) I discussed that I did not wish to do this process again (therapy) with anybody else and I wouldn't be doing that
4.) What we didn't discuss was whether I actually wanted to terminate therapy. I never once communicated that I wanted to or that I was going to terminate with her
5.) I would describe whathappened next is that she manipulated the conversation into a termination as though it was being guided by me but she was essentially putting words in my mouth, cancelling our further sessions and pushing me out the door, early.
6.) I was so overwhelmed by what I perceived her to be doing that I essentially shut down, unable to communicate that I could see what she was doing and that I did not agree to terminate. I was getting more and more hurt and angry every second I was in the room. I beleive she was acutley aware of this.
7.) I felt that the session was highly manipulative on her part - in that I truly believe she used her power over me and skills to make it seem like I was terminating when it was in fact her.
I eventually got the courage to call her out on this behaviour as feedback via an email.
I eventually got a reply as follows:
Hi X

Firstly, I appreciate the honesty and feedback. Thank you for expressing it. It was never my intention to make you feel unwelcome in my office, or as though you could not continue to receive treatment from me. My intention is always to help my clients and provide them the support they need to grow.
However, it is my professional responsibility to you to assess the impacts of treatment from our sessions. After the discussion we had regarding me as your therapist in the first half of our session on Thursday, it became apparent that my appointment as your therapist has become a maintaining factor to reaching positive therapy outcomes which you seek. I understand the magnitude of this but truely believe you are capable of meaningful engagement and continued progress whether it is here or at another clinic based on how far you have developed since our first session.
Kind regards,
X
My reply was as follows:

Hi Therapist
I really do appreciate your reply.
I guess from my perspective we should have had that conversation. As I said in my prior email I would have listened to you and respected that. I don’t know why you felt that we could not or should not have that conversation. Instead, I walked away feeling the way I did. I actually felt really manipulated.
I do really thank you for your honesty with me today and can honestly tell you that it actually helps me a lot to understand and give me closure.
Regards
X
I have not received any further reply.
I essentially take her email as an admission of what she did (the final paragraph). I just don't understand why she would not have discussed this with me. This is the whole point of therapy!! Open and honest communication..
Regarding her comments, I actually would agree with her... I take her last paragraph to mean either of the following:
1.) I went to her originally trying to better my relationship with my wife and ultimately that seems to have failed and the process while perhaps being beneficial to me overall has created a greater wedge between my wife and myself; or / and
2.) The connection I have formed with her is working as a road block to me wanting to open up more to my wife
Both of these things are probably true and I take no issue with this - I just don't understand why she would not have this conversation with me and ultimately left me feeling really manipulated.
I am wondering from a therapist perspective how and why this could have happened this way??

Recently I had the worst doctor visit of my life. I was medically gaslight, lied too, told my past condition didn’t exist and more. I was having alloottttt of irregular 🐱 bleeding. Less than a week before, I was seen in urgent care they ran a ton of tests but could only do pelvic exams/ DNA testing. I continued to bleed (also at the time having terrible GI issues so pain is hard to pinpoint) and with my POTS ended up fainting.
Because of this I went to the ER and it was the worst visit of my life. From the beginning he was so mean to me, I don’t even know why. Now I’ve had a lot of doctor appointments and neither his nurse or himself asked if his student was allowed to be in the room/help/anything of the sort. He wanted to re run some tests including a pelvic exam. I told him I would run other tests but not the pelvic since it was ran less than a week ago and I have PTSD, and that’s a trigger. He said that’s fine and I didn’t have too.
After a whole bunch more treating me like sht and not addressing the problem at hand (the bleeding) he kept trying to focus on my POTS (which had only been exasperated because of the bleeding). I ended up recording the conversation a minute or so in because he was being so mean. I live in IA (one party consent) but he also said he knew I was recording when I told him. Later on after knowing I was consenting to every test but the pelvic he told me I would not be discharged if it wasn’t completed. He did not tell me I could sign an AMA just for the pelvic exam. I was told I couldn’t get a new doctor because one wasn’t in but would be in at 10. When 10 came around I still didn’t get a new doctor, I could not get a second opinion(???) , and was full blown in a PTSD attack walking out the door.
*I made a complaint to the hospital, which today, I found out literally just had a talk with him (not even like as he did something wrong more like checking boxes) so I started to look more into the HIPPA laws. They are confusing to me, I won’t lie, but I thought it was seeming since an unauthorized student had access to my mental health record, lab results (including STD testing), and general file it was a violation. It was found a couple days later multiple cysts in my ovaries were found. * A pelvic exam would’ve never showed that and he just wanted to discharge me after a pelvic exam….
I do have on recording also him saying I did not have to do pelvic exam and then saying I must to be discharged. Throughout the 3 hours I continued to tell the doc/nurse that I was having really bad PTSD and also said it was getting worse throughout the time (because of past miscarriage issues/ childhood issues…). They kept pushing me until I had a complete PTSD attack walking out of the hospital. Could this be negligence? vv
“However, once a doctor voluntarily decides to assist others or comes to their aid, the doctor becomes liable for any injury that results from negligence during that assistance.”
Obviously it’s not a physical injury but😩 that seriously made me scared to live the rest of my life as a chronically ill person or get help. I just hate this so much because I will never forget that appointment, I will never forget him treating me like that as I’m being so vulnerable and respectful. As my mental health workers could vouch, it set me back in my progress by a lot and even farther back on my crippling doctor anxiety.
I just feel I have him on recording being so mean, saying one thing and then another, telling me the doc comes in at 10 but never turning over my case or get a second opinion on if I needed a pelvic exam to be released, not telling me I could sign an AMA only for the pelvic exam, telling me the condition that made me loose my baby wasn’t real (was literally diagnosed), just so much. If there’s legally nothing wrong here, including HIPPA, could I just post the videos? I was never told I must delete or not to post. I’m just so sick of this, I don’t want this to be the rest of my life and I don’t want to continue to get traumatized by men having a power trip.

Hey guys, I’d like to come back to playing WoW after over a decade break. I wasn't around WoW for a long time, so I don't know what the situation is like today. TBC and WotLK were the expansions I’ve played back in the day. Now we have the Cataclysm release, so I’ve been wondering is there an opportunity to play older expansions like Classic Vanilla, TBC or WotLK on the official servers? Or this possibility has gone after the Cataclysm was released?
On the Blizzard website, if I understood it correctly, I can still play the Vanilla version, am I right?

I’m 26 and I’m 99% I have endo. I started birth control at 13 due to bad cramps and was on it for over 10 years. I went off of it and everything was fine at first but my periods kept getting worse and worse. For the past year or so my periods and the week prior are unbearable. For the week before, it’s the worst depression I’ve dealt with and I have zero energy and I’m EXTREMELY irritable. Then the day I’m going to start my period I get cramps so bad they drop me to my knees, I’ve passed out from them a few times and I get disoriented from the pain. The pain radiates to my lower back (which is the worst pain of it all), to my hips and all the way down my legs. I have a lot of GI issues and usually get bad cluster headaches. Nothing helps. I’ve tried muscle relaxers, excedrin/tylenol/motrin, weed, heating pads, hot epsom salt baths, massages, stretching. I get minor relief from some of the things but it barely scratches the surface. I’ve finally had enough after how bad it was tonight and I’m going to be looking for a gyno to talk to. I’ve been dreading it and putting it off because I have a lot of medical distrust and doctors don’t have the best track record with helping with this sort of thing. I just wanted to vent to people who can understand how bad the pain really is. Thank you for reading!

We are a couple for 2.5 years and our relationship started pretty turbulent. I’ve just broke up with my previous boyfriend that I’ve been for for 4 years (lived together for 3, but I didn’t feel commitment from him) and somehow immediately jumped to my friend I met 2 years ago and always stayed in contact with. We didn’t had the possibility to date right away, because he moved to a different city (800km away) and I went on an exchange semester (we FaceTimed each other everyday in that time) After that exchange semester 8 months has passed by since my break up and he wanted me to move to him and I progressed. After that I was expecting a ring pretty soon, because it looked like a lot of commitment from my side to move to him and from his side to make me move into his flat. Years went by and I realized that I not really lived through the trauma I had from my ex break up or to correct myself that I fully lived in the trauma, because my exchange semester was full of tears and remembering what mistake I made to leave him (looking from the superficial point of view he was perfect). So it was pretty hard living here 800km away from my family and friends. But I thought that I will make it through and I need that change to not relive everything in that old city. And as I thought that everything will change and get better I expected a ring from my new spouse, but never received it.. even though I was sending him clear signs that I want to progress in that relationship because I feel stuck.
I received a ring.. (2 years into the relationship) after we both saw a picture of my ex marrying. Somehow it still feels like an arrow pierced to my heart, knowing my ex made the right choices while I am stuck with my boyfriend just using me for not being alone while being far away from his family and friends. Everyday I somehow see that it wasn’t his choice to engage to me because he is also not building anything else in our relationship. For example planning the wedding, buying a car, buying a home or moving (we are living on 45qm).. those are all things I complain or ask for better but he never has time to fix that issues only if I send him flats or cars but he never decides or gives me a clear answer. So all of those points make me really anxious to move forward even though I always a dreamed of a man having his commitment for me, but somehow my gut I telling me there is something off. (Yes we have a lot of intimate touch and I like to look at him and appreciate him a lot, but this are just the romantic standpoints not the logical ones) I don’t know what to do with my life anymore and how to progress from all the trauma to maybe having a happy marriage I could have with that man now?

I'm assuming this is the right subreddit to ask this in. Recently my boyfriend has started playing a video game with online friends who live in the states, which means he doesn't come to bed until 2am ish, and I've been going to sleep at around 11-12. He is currently unemployed and I work 9-5 and typically wake up around 7 or earlier. With this new routine of his where he's playing this game every night, he comes into the bedroom to come to bed and I wake up as I'm a really light sleeper. I've expressed annoyance about this as I feel like it's making my sleep quality worse and I'm a lot more tired during the day, but he's saying there's no way it can be having an impact as I'm usually back to sleep within 10-15 minutes. He thinks I'm being ridiculous to be annoyed about this - am I or would this actually affect my sleep quality? We've just had an argument about it and he's said he's going to sleep downstairs and I can't tell if he's being dramatic or I am. Thanks

Hey everyone. I just had a thought I was eager to share, although I don't have much to back it up, I would like to see if anyone would be willing to entertain this idea.
The Mother Flame was revealed as to be a fire produced energy source. Many of us are linking it to nuclear energy. But what if in ancient times the big energy source was watehydrolic energy? I was thinking about what the Red Line might be and came to the conclusion that it could be a huge dam. What if on one side of the globe there was only ocean and on the other only desert?
The people on top of the Red Line might have been the ones hoarding all the water and perhaps only letting some pass to the other side at their leisure.
What if some day it all just came pouring out? A flood so great that wiped the other side of the globe. Now, I don't know how this would have worked but why is Fishman Island the only (known) passage through the Red Line? Maybe a great effort between the races was put to break the Dam. Maybe the hole was there but it had a giant gate to let water through. Maybe Zunisha was some kind of plug in the hole and one day it stood up to take a piss and that was it's great sin.
Although this might lead nowhere I do have to add that this is something we have seen before in One Piece. Back in Alabasta, Crocodile used the Dance Powder, which would create rain at a certain location at the expense of causing droughts in other areas. Vivi wanted to take down the tyrant, maybe how Nefertari D. Lili once did too.
Anyways, any thoughts?
Thanks you for your time!

I (18F) have two friends (both F). Let's call friend 1 Melon and friend 2 Kiwi. Melon is my cousin and was my best friend growing up. We both studied grades 7 and 8 together, but in grades 9 and 10, we changed schools and ended up in different classes. Melon, being extroverted, made a lot of new friends, while I, being shy and reserved, spent most of 9th grade alone. In 10th grade, I started sitting with a new girl, Kiwi (who was also in my 9th-grade class). Kiwi was first friends with my cousin Melon, even though she was my classmate. So, we got closer and Kiwi became my only friend after Melon. Our friendship was mostly just for school; we weren't best friends who shared secrets and stuff.
In 11th and 12th grade, we all decided to go to the same high school/college, but Kiwi and I ended up together in the same high school while Melon decided to go to a different school. This didn't affect our friendship; we were still good friends. During these two years, my friendship with Kiwi deepened, and I became comfortable sharing everything with her. Kiwi used to like Melon more and they were in contact 24/7, but during high school, she got closer to me. The three of us used to hang out together and had a lot of fun (those memories are my favorite).
Fast forward to now, we are currently in 12th grade (about to finish). We all decided to join an academy to prepare for the aptitude test for different universities. When we joined the academy, Kiwi and Melon started to not get along and began fighting over little things. As their friend, I felt guilty that my two friends were fighting and that I wasn't doing anything to resolve their issues. So, I tried hard to resolve their conflict. We decided on some universities, but again Melon decided to take the test at a different university. Melon told us that she has health issues and wants to go to a university where there is no heavy workload. This didn't sit well with Kiwi, she thought Melon was making excuses. I realized that Kiwi was wrong, and we should respect Melon's choices.
One day when I was absent from the academy, Melon told Kiwi that she is jealous of my friendship with Kiwi and doesn't like it when Kiwi tries to get closer to me. Kiwi later told me about this. I felt bad but chose to ignore it. Our classes started at 8:00 am, so I had trouble waking up and sometimes skipped classes. During those times, Kiwi and Melon would talk behind my back, saying I was lazy and questioning how I would pass the test. Our driver told me about this 😭, which made me sad. Again, I ignored it, thinking they were just concerned about me. (Not to brag, but I am better in studies than both of them and I was the only one who passed the university test).
So the main point of the story is that Kiwi and Melon used to talk to each other but didn't really like each other. One day, Kiwi was not talking to Melon. We were seated with Kiwi in the middle and Melon on her side, which Kiwi didn't like because she only wanted to sit with me. She whispered in my ear to come sit in the middle, and Melon overheard. So, when Kiwi was outside the class, Melon told me to sit in the middle and she sat in Kiwi's place, which made Kiwi furious. She took her bag and sat in the back seat alone. I was confused about why she was mad. Melon was hurt and messaged Kiwi, saying, "You hate me this much that you don’t even want to sit with me."
This made Kiwi mad, and she thought I had told Melon that she didn't want to sit with her (which I didn’t). Kiwi started messaging me, blaming me for telling Melon everything we talked about, and said she didn't want to talk to me anymore. This hurt me and I started to cry. Melon noticed and tried to calm me down. I told her that I was fed up with their fighting and it was stressing me out and affecting my studies (because whenever they fought, if I talked to Melon, Kiwi would get jealous, and if I talked to Kiwi, Melon would get jealous. I felt stuck between them).
Melon told me to leave Kiwi because, according to her, Kiwi was using me to make her feel jealous and left out. She said I became friends with Kiwi because of her and that Kiwi doesn't really like me, etc. I decided to ignore both of them. When Kiwi came back ( Melon suddenly held my hand and started clinging to me when she saw Kiwi coming towards me), Kiwi saw that asked me why I wasn't talking to her. I didn't reply, and she thought that Melon had told me not to talk to her. She left the class and started crying. Melon and our driver came outside, and we noticed Kiwi was crying. I chose to ignore it (so heartless of me). Melon tried to calm her down and told her that I was cold and stone-hearted and wouldn't come to stop her from crying(😤)
Later at home, Kiwi called me to ask what happened. I told her everything and she told me everything Melon had said about me. I was angry and told her what Melon had said about her, that Kiwi was using me. We both concluded that Melon is two-faced and she was the cause of our fight.
Later, Kiwi told me everything Melon had said behind my back. Since Melon is my cousin, she had told Kiwi all my family matters, which I don't like to share with anyone. Kiwi told me why she wasn't close to me at first because Melon used to backbite me, which made her not like me. Kiwi also shared many things Melon had told her that I didn't want to be shared. She told me Melon's secrets, which hurt me even more because, despite being her cousin and best friend, Melon had not told me anything. So, I started hating Melon and ignored her everywhere on social media. That made Kiwi so happy that she used to upload our TikToks to make Melon jealous.
Later, Melon came to my house to clear everything up. She asked me to tell her everything she did wrong, so I told her everything. She cried and apologized for sharing my matters and said that she had never said anything bad about me to Kiwi and that Kiwi used to badmouth me (I don't know anymore who is telling the truth). Being her cousin and best friend , I forgave her because I love her more than Kiwi and felt bad for her as she doesn't have any other friends now except me and Kiwi.
She told me not to tell Kiwi that we are friends again and said she would apologize to Kiwi too (she also told me that she doesn't like Kiwi anymore). Now if I tell Kiwi, she will be upset with me for becoming friends with Melon again WHAT SHOULD I DO 😭😭

Hi y'all. I have a slight problem. I have had my cat for 8 years. Her name is Luna, I adopted her when she was 2/3 ish. She was a little fluffy nugget then. I am not really sure of her full background and history but she was scared of everything when I first got her. Within a year of having her, she got a horrible UTI and my vet and I decided that she needed to be switched to a different cat food. All was well for 2 years. I got married 6 years ago, and as a wedding gift was given a kitten. So I've had Luna for 8 years, and Potato for 6 years. They aren't super loving towards each other, but they will snuggle together on the bed or the couch, and will sometimes groom each other, but Luna likes her space. We've had a few times here and there where Luna would pee on the carpet, we would take her to the vet, get a diagnosis of UTI, and remedy it. We changed her food to a urinary care one, even though it was super expensive. That seemed to do the trick.
Fast forward to now. Luna is probably 10/11. We recently fostered a mama cat and her two kittens, kept them separated from our other two cats. Of course my family fell in love with the kittens. We slowly introduced the kittens to our two cats, and while Luna and Potato weren't super thrilled, they seemed to accept them. Potato more than Luna. She seemed okay with everything as long as she got her space on the bed/couch. But now, after almost a year of having the kittens (Fish and Steve) Luna is peeing on the carpet in multiple places. We took her to the vet, thinking the worst, and she was diagnosed with stress. Honestly it's understandable because she didn't take to our first baby very well, but didn't want to take the anxiety medication and just refused to eat. Now she eats so very little but is very overweight. All blood tests came back negative for anything. Thyroid is fine. Blood sugar is fine. No UTI. But she just seems to be upset and sad all the time, and is now hissing at Potato all the time, which is now stressing out Potato.
With 4 cats in the house, we were going through the special urinary food super fast, even with trying to separate the cats and let Luna eat it. We switched the food to a cheaper option. So it's very possible she's just reacting to the change in food. I want to get a special food bowl that only opens for her, but we can't afford 200$+ on that right now.
To top all this off, we are moving in two months across the state for my job. It's going to be extremely stressful on our cats, but especially Luna. My question is, do you think it would be best for her to be rehomed, even though it would be stressful on her since I've had her most of her life, or do we just put her back on the expensive food and hope her stress levels come down eventually? I want what is best for her, and if she isn't happy with what is happening here, then I want to change that the best I can.

So this studio is kinda infamous in my town for being a bit much. For two main reasons, the really beginner unfriendly warm up and just the attitude of the teachers. I chose this studio as it had regular hoop lessons and my usual studio doesn’t. I really wanted to try their beginners class, but when I got there it didn’t feel so beginner friendly.
Before getting on any equipment we did a 15 minute warmup which is kind of expected! But oh my god were they insane. We were doing sprints, burpees, push ups, planks and more. I was extremely surprised at first as myself and a few others (aside from people who regularly went to the gym) were pretty much dying. Then after that warm up you’d do a FIVE MINUTE dish positions. I felt like I was going to puke afterwards, my limbs were shaking and I was sweating so hard it was dripping off me. As was other people, and I’m not un fit! We also couldn’t take breaks inbetween either in fear of being barked at by instructors. Myself and others were so exhausted that trying to do things on the actual equipment felt impossible.
That going on to the instructors themselves, they were friendly enough at first, but the woman who led the hoop in my group just really intimidated me. (Remember this was in an absolute beginners first time hoop class)
When it came to getting onto the hoop and trying out moves, if you made a small mistake or got confused she would get very nippy. I have dyspraxia but I still love aerial, and my usual teacher is so helpful as especially I can’t tell my left and right. I told this instructor beforehand as well too. When I was on the hoop I was getting a bit confused as she kept telling me to move my left leg over to the right side of the hoop. I got muddled and did the opposite and was told
“Look you can just get off the equipment right now because you’re clearly not listening to me”
I was mortified to say the least as I felt so stupid and embarrassed. I wasn’t deliberately trying to do it wrong? Maybe if I’d been doing aerial for years and she was my coach I could maybe understand that attitude. But not to a complete beginner
I’m a visual learner and I also get a lot of help when somebody can come close and stand by whilst I get in, guiding my body. It’s why I love my local studio because they’re so understanding and will go the extra mile to accommodate every student, wether it be disability or body types. I tried to keep up with this class regardless as I loved hoop but after a while I just couldn’t cope anymore exhaustion wise. The extreme workout before was putting so much strain on my body and I ended up pulling a muscle and stopped going there all together.
Then a couple weeks ago I was looking for studios to attended some open training for a show I was performing in, and I booked a session at that studio again as they had a spot available on a day I was free. I paid my money and then get contacted back saying they’ve cancelled my session because I haven’t come back to their studio for lessons anymore and they only want regular students with them to train at their studio. Also never got my money back either
Anyways big wall of text but this irritated me and I wanted to rant about it to people would understand what I mean. Anyone have similar experiences?

Got a tattoo on the right side of my neck 3 days ago. I work outdoors and with my state and the time of year its very humid and hot. So sweating is unavoidable. Ive kept loation applied a bit more than reccomended to protect the tattoo from the sun.
However today was exceptionally hot and i was worried about bacteria buildup so i decided to do a wash with antibacterial soap to clear away the sweat and dirt, and that is when it came off. I then reapplied some lotion to protect the skin underneath since the protective layer just pulled away.
I know theres going to be some color that gets lost with the scab (from what i understand). But im not sure if i just ruined my chances at a proper heal.
Thinking i over hydrated the scab in my fear of the sun. Is this going to ruin my tattoo or should i moisturize less regardless of exposure?

I very rarely have lucid dreams, but the ones I have tend to stick with me. I still remember one of my first I had around the time I was in middle school. I was taking a nap in the living room, and at some point, the dream became lucid. Instead of simply continuing on with the dream, I instead found myself in a circular room with a plethora of doors of all colors. In usual dream fashion, I seemed to innately know I was inside my own mind, each door leading to another possible dream.
The lucidity of the dream all but wore off as I embarked on an adventure exploring the depths of my own mind. All in all, it would've been a good dream. Unfortunately it all came to an abrupt halt as suddenly all the doors swung open at once, and the dream doors now all led to a single, impossible room and at it's center was a black hole straight out of science fiction, consuming everything as it made an extremely loud grinding noise that felt like someone taking a jackhammer to my skull.
I immediately woke up, sleep paralysis taking a firm hold of me, the light of the afternoon sun doing absolutely nothing to ease my panic and terror. Eventually. It subsided and the fear gave way to the understanding that I had just experienced something terrifying, but ultimately harmless. I didn't know at the time, but this was my first hint something wasn't right.
The next lucid dream I had (at least the one I remember) started a bit silly. I had read somewhere that, in a lucid dream, you should NEVER look in a mirror (something about your brain exaggerating your own self image causing your reflection to look imperfect and uncanny) Unfortunately my excited curiosity got the better of me and that was the first thing I did. What I saw made me laugh, thinking that knowing how fucked up my face was gonna look was going to keep me from being scared.
For the first few moments, it did. I couldn't Help but laugh at the exaggerated proportions of my own face, how my eyes were so tiny and my cheekbones were impossibly stretched. This is where things get difficult to describe in words. You know how when you face two mirrors together, how they reflect each other infinitely? It was like that, only I was the mirror… looking at the mirror… looking back at me. As I said, it's hard to put it in words but what I saw shook me to my core. The overwhelming sensation that was seeing something not meant for me. That my own bug eyed reflection had simply been a warning that I gleefully sped right past.
Once again I awoke and promptly filed what I had just experienced into “damn dreams are WEIRD” and for a while, things were normal again. Standard affair of “suddenly naked in places I'd rather not be naked” or “Suddenly having to go back to high school in my 30s” or the long running classic “I'm still in the navy and back on a ship”
That was until the third lucid dream. Like the others, everything was normal until I was walking down a sidewalk and suddenly, I inexplicably started crying. That's when two women rushed over to me and tried to help, but suddenly I was lucid. With lucidity also came the gravity of the situation. Here was two kind strangers I had created, given life and empathy to, that would simply cease to exist once I woke up. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” I kept repeating to them, bawling my eyes out.
That's when I heard the voice.
“Something wrong, my little shepherd?”
It came from the back of my skull not masculine or feminine, not high or low pitched, it simply was.
“Who’s speaking to me?”
“We’ve met twice before. You’ve seen my mouth and have looked into my eyes. You tend your flock as you slumber and I consume them when you wake. A beautiful symbiosis beyond the veil of your reality. Awaken now my shepherd and I will sate my appetite. “
I no longer want to lucid dream

first i wanna start by saying it helps so much to read what everyone is posting on here and showing me it’s not just me feeling certain ways. anyways, my dad wasn’t the healthiest but he wasn’t unhealthy either. so it was weird to wake up to my mom saying he couldn’t get up off the ground as i was seconds away from falling asleep. we couldn’t carry him so we called an ambulance and they took him to the ER. i really thought he would be there a day then come home. his heart stopped for around 7 ish minutes right after me and my mom got there. they somehow brought him back and he was put into the ICU. as you can assume 70% of his organs were failed and he was hooked up to so much. after a few days and his brothers flew out to us, we had to make the hardest decision that it was best to let him go and stop the suffering. this was the 4th of may. crazy how everything is normal then 2 weeks later it’s not. the death affected me as the days went by and it feels that it’s getting harder everyday instead of better. i worked at a pizza place (and really liked it) but knew i had to quit after 2 weeks. i know a bunch of people wish they could quit after something like that, and im lucky my job was just a “teenager” type job. as i feel the weirdest feeling in my body everyday (pain but not physical pain) i know my friends wont understand what im saying. 10 days after my dads death our childhood pet realized he wasn’t coming home and i went to go see her and found her limp in her bed. she sadly passed away from a few different things. after that on top of everything i can’t eat or sleep. i already had issues with alcohol and it’s obviously gotten worse. as summers coming back i feel sick looking at the sun and leaves on the trees even tho i loved it before. i feel jealousy seeing my friends going on with their life as normal. my best friend cussed out her mom in front of me on the phone the other day and it filled me with rage. as i am only 18 me and my dad had a good relationship for the most part but there were still things i never apologized for and it hurts knowing i can’t. i don’t know how to get out of bed that often, and constantly worry about my mom. a house that used to be filled with color has gone completely grey for me.

Hermes is the main character of Elpis and he is written as a Shakespearen tragic hero. In several Shakespeare tragedies, you have a generally virtuous person be put in a situation where their uncertainty and skepticism causes disaster to him and everyone he knows. Hamlet wasn't sure if he should kill his uncle for killing his father and wedding his mother. Othello lets the lies about his wife cheating on him create suspicion. In the end, everyone dies because these characters lacked moral fortitude.
That's exactly the story of Hermes. He is generally a virtuous person, if a little naive. Certainly presented as more caring and thoughtful than others around him. But he struggles with his uncertainty, about whether the value he puts on life is morally correct or morally flawed. In trying to fix his uncertainty (do others live to live?), he creates the circumstances that causes disaster to him and everyone he loves, i.e. Meteion.
The problem with Hermes wasn't that he was hypocritical or stupid for not following the bureaucracy. The problem with Hermes was that he lacked conviction in his beliefs. What most people don't understand is that he clearly doesn't want humanity to die. But based on Meteion's report, which was the culmination of all of his faith and work, humanity deserved to die. And so, despite valuing life more than any other Ancient besides Venat, he left open the possibility that he's wrong and everyone else in the universe is right: death is preferable to life. Because he wasn't certain his views were correct. This is why he stays to help humanity fight death, but also lets Meteion go.
Thankfully Venat didn't lack such conviction and knew what to do in the face of the report. And everyone else besides Venat and Hermes were too shortsighted to understand the report's meaning, which is why they pined to go back to their "paradise" that would inevitably lead to their own extinction.

I am worried this sounds a bit like hypermobility. I am 25F and take fluoxetine and melatonin. No remarkable medical history.
Never thought of it until recently. I can bend my fingers quite back like a banana. I was diagnosed with condylar resorption at 14 years old and had double jaw surgeries. That then relapsed and now my right jaw condyle has shrunken to almost non existent as the MRI showed. My knees have been popping since I was 16.
What really got me thinking is recently I felt a click in my hip which I sometime do but I am able to ‘pop it back’ if that makes sense. Well this time I couldn’t and now 10 days later I still got pain and quite bad bruising infront of the hip. Got an x ray to the hip which showed no fracture. Went to physio who said I am hypermobile. I saw a doctor for the bruised painful hip and she ordered an ultrasound to see if there some tear within the joint The ultrasound came back normal. Doctor still thinks it was a hip subluxation. Would this not show on the ultrasound though? This really got me thinking, could it be hypermobilty? I am quite worried.

I had my first session a week ago and I noticed that as the energy healer arrived and focused on my feet, I felt so much more calm. I had almost entered panic attack at the start of the session, a lot of the upper areas of my body, when I was face up, were very emotional for me. But I reached a very intense calm at feet.
At this point in time, I did have some visual meditation (that's what I'm calling it), where I imagined my burdens and pain traveling through a desert that in my mind was a path down the back of my legs to disappear at my feet. (Followed by imagining compassion to enter and stay (near base of my back in my visualization if it matters), almost like seeds to be planted and then rain to come, wash away those bad things and instead nourish these seeds. Sprouts would grow and I talked with myself about how I needed to nurture that).
The healer also recommended I do magnesium foot baths. So I just wondered what feet represent? Is there even an associated chakra? I'd like to process how and why that connected so much for me. I'm doing some online search too but you all are really helpful and knowledgeable so I thought I would ask.

I (40m) and my wife (30f), just had a final lunch with our third (37f).
The wife we will refer to as Kay, and our third Jen. So a little backstory…
I have been married to Kay for 7 years and we have been together for over 11 years. Just after our first year together I was a pig but also very much in love with Jen. So,in love with two women. Jen was already married but we continued to develop feelings and a relationship over about 5 years. Then Kay found out, outed us both, and let Jen’s husband know. I was back in school at this time and just about to graduate, me and the wife were not married, was just a shit show. Needless to say at this moment in time me and Jen stopped seeing each other. Her marriage was ready to end at this point and had I left my current wife at this time she would have taken off. Well I did not leave Kay. She in many ways has healed me and is one of four total loves I have had in my life. Jen also just happens to be one as well. Which sucks. Also sorry for poor format and run on sentences in advance. So life goes on, have three kids with the Waifu, have been building our relationship back to trust from the initial affair. Well I was grocery shopping one day and ran into Jen. We had had no closure and like a light it was back on. So fast forward to about 13 months ago Kay finds out again, and I am sweating bullets. Things were going great for me obviously as I was double dipping with them both. So this is where it gets interesting. Let’s just say I was able to bring them both together a handful of times, and they have developed a strong friendship. We all just want the others to be happy. Me and Kay are stronger than ever, and I want Jen to join the party permanently. Wife is willing to give it a try. Except she herself is still married, with two kids involved. We are sitting with three and the last is one month old today. Anyway I think Jen’s husband treats her like dogshit. Obviously he is doing something wrong for her to keep coming back. I have expressed to Kay and Jen how electric it feels when the three of us are together and how it just feels right to me. So today we are having lunch. We kind of figured this was gonna have some finality to it in some ways because her husband is suspect to activity. She says she wants to give it a year to try to make it work, and if it doesn’t she is gonna end it. We all had a serious conversation about the future of the three of us and what it would look like and how we could go about making it happen. I feel like regardless of my feelings, and my wife agrees, that I should honor and support this decision for the kids if anything. I just do not want her to fall back into a rut and think being treated like a servant is the norm. I was on top of the world for 5 months, lucked out that after messing up so bad my wife and best friend was willing to keep it all together and try this for me. I just don’t know which way it is gonna go. I know I need an answer regardless because life won’t wait regardless and plans for the future need to be made. I don’t know am reaching out for advice, insight, as I obviously want to do the right thing for the kids all the way around, but damnit I want us all to be happy.

For the longest time, my wife and I have watched comedy specials on Netflix. They're a light way to spend an evening, and we've actually discovered several new comics that we've seen live. I thought my wife had good taste in comedy, but what happened this past weekend has really changed my opinion.
About a week ago, my wife came home from work and surprised me with two tickets to a comedy show in our town. The venue is really small, so I was pretty dubious, but she said that they were "up and coming" comics in the local area. Apparently, she got the tickets from a female colleague who had to bail and needed to give up the tickets. It should have been a red flag that she didn't try and resell them, but I didn't have anything planned over the weekend, so I naively agreed to go. Had I known what I was in for, you couldn't have paid me to go.
My second red flag was, on the night of the show (Saturday), there were a bunch of college-age girls that looked like pierced and tatted up lesbians. It was clear that they were feminists, and worse still, many of them had clearly been drinking and were quite inebriated. I pointed all of this out to my wife, and she told me to "keep an open mind." Well, to keep a long story short, it was a bunch of young female liberal comics who were making filthy and disgusting jokes, were racist against whites, and were just flat-out weird. I didn't laugh once, but several times during the show, it seemed like the whole room was in hysterics.
About 2/3 of the way through, I excused myself to the restroom, ran some cold water on my face, and just waited in the lobby for the show to end. I don't find dirty humor to be particular funny, but I understand it when male comics do it. However, it seems so wrong for women to think and behave that way, and I was made supremely uncomfortable by the whole thing. It was kind of like a parade of Rachel Maddows trying and failing at comedy. When we got back to the car, my wife was angry at me. She gets angry when she's quiet, and she actually blamed me for not "giving it a chance."
When I explained to her my concerns with women telling these gross jokes, though, that's when she became irate. She said that I had "no right to police language" and that my double-standards were "completely sexist." First of all, nobody was saying that they couldn't say what they said. I just didn't want to hear it. I also reminded my wife that she tricked me by dragging me to this event and she had to know that there was no way that I was going to enjoy it. She has barely spoken to me since Saturday, and I don't know what I can do. I don't feel like I should apologize because it would be fake. She just wants me to agree with her perspective, and I don't. I think we can agree to disagree, but clearly she doesn't. I don't know what more I can do. AITA?