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2024.05.21 12:50 steptoe99 Modern lineage of the royal houses of Wales?

I'm aware there could be a huge gap in my Welsh history knowledge that would answer this, but other than the obvious Tudors etc, what happened to the families of the royal houses? They couldn't have all have just died off, so there must be descendents living to this day right? Could my next door neighbour Derek in his council flat be one of them for example?
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2024.05.21 12:50 throwrasympathygood concerned i won’t find the same level of consistency again

I had a relationship where the person seemed all into me from the start with regular communication and inquisitiveness about me. We met at the park originally and had really great spark. I had never had anything like that before. Usually i was used to people who were inconsistent and don’t care really. This person met my family and friends and a little bit later they said they thought we were so well matched that actually they were ready to propose and get married. we shared the same values the same future outlook in life. everything was just matched. we could talk for the whole day at a time and we did activities together.
i started taking part in their hobbies because I enjoyed doing things together. soon i realised that i was the one doing their hobbies more than they were caring or asking about mine. i noticed the stuff i was proud of like a few of my hobbies and activities they said were silly. they called me dumb and stupid as a joke on several occasions. they even called me a swear word as a joke also. when i expressed i didnt like it they carried on saying it about someone else. apparently they said this stuff to people they care about/it’s their friendship groups humor. they made a joke about my ears as a joke my clothes too there was always something to say about them. i felt that i was changing myself for them - the way i look and the way i dressed. even though they weren’t controlling or forceful their sarcastic comments got to me and made me change. i had an intrinsic feeling a few times that they were rushing things and didn’t really care who i was as a person but they kept reassuring me that we were right. we talked about the proposal rings honeymoon future moving in everything. the proposal was meant to happen soon after
we met again after a little bit of time of being LDR different states and all of a sudden they had completely changed and were cold with me. they just didn’t care and my jokes were annoying and they seemed happier with everyone else but me. they walked ahead of me and let a door close in my face because they were so unbothered where i was. i asked the issue and they said they don’t feel anything for me romantically and we’re nothing more than a checklist. i couldn’t believe this. i was shocked and although i accepted things amicably i’m really distraught. i don’t understand the change overnight from one night saying nothing would change their feelings about me to nothing. it’s been a month and has had a significant impact on me. i just don’t know how i’m ever going to get the consistency they gave me again. they wanted to talk all the time even from the start and I’ve only ever talked to people before who were very low effort with me. We matched on everything and I was so excited about the future and I just don’t know how I can move on after we had planned so much. i don’t think i can find someone who communicates like that again or is this consistent. what should i do?
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2024.05.21 12:50 aRPG-man Mythology Trilogy - my favourite AC games

I jumped right into the very first Assassins Creed way back on release day on my PS3. I played all the sequels (yes, also the Ezio collection) one by one after they got released and tbh the last 3 (4 with Mirage) games are my favourite games. I like the RPG style overall and Ubisoft really hit the nail with those settings since AC Origins. I love ancient Egypt and ancient Greece, medieval England / Vikings. Those games were the sh*t and I can´t stop playing them. Mirage to me is a masterpiece. The world is GORGEOUS. Nothing more to say here.
What is your favourite game out of these 3 and why?
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2024.05.21 12:49 maulik252 [STORE] TI8/TI9/TI10/Diretide/ Aghanim's/2023 summer collector's cache sets/crownfall 2024/weather effects

Selling cache sets at below mentioned price:
My profile- https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561198272324546
steam rep- https://steamrep.com/profiles/76561198272324546
Add me if you are interested(only serious buyers (who have read the whole post and sure about buying))
buyer goes first. Reservation is mandatory and nonrefundable.
accepting dota 2 tradable items and tf2 keys
TI8 cache 1
Hero Price ( USD) Quantity
Trail of the Sanguine Spectrum(blood seeker) 15$ 2
Pitfall Crusader(Pangolier) 23$ 1
Insights of the Sapphire Shroud(Dark seer) 10$ 5
Pillar of the Fractured Citadel(Spirit breaker) 12$ 3
Forlorn Descent(Undying) 15$ 0
The Murid Divine(necrophos) 22$ 2
Primer of the Sapper's Guile(techies) 20$ 3
Molokau Stalker(venomancer) 15$ 4
Morbific Provision(witch doctor) 15$ 3
Raptures of the Abyssal Kin(queen of pain) 12$ 4
Fate Meridian(invoker) 25$ 3
Grasp of the Riven Exile(weaver) 10$ 6
Visions of the Lifted Veil(phantom assassin) 35$ 1
Endowments of the Lucent Canopy(shadow shaman) 100$ sold out
TI8 cache 2
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Pitmouse Fraternity(meepo) 15$ 8
Fires of the Volcanic Guard(Ember spirit) 20$ 7
Third Awakening(Dragon knight) 35$ 0
Shackles of the Enduring Conscript(AXE) 8$ 10
Shimmer of the Anointed(Nyx) 6$ 10
Cruelties of the Spiral Bore(Magnus) 45$ sold out
Loaded Prospects(Brew master) 15$ 8
Ire of Molten Rebirth(Phoenix) 8$ 6
Pattern of the Silken Queen(Brood mother) 8$ 11
Dread Ascendance(Doom) 50$ 1
The Rat King(Chen) 10$ 9
Raiments of the Obsidian Forge(Underlord) 20$ 4
TI9 cache 1
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Echoes of the Everblack(Abbadon) 30$ 1
Allure of the Faeshade Flower(Dark willow) 25$ 1
Paean of the Ink Dragon(Grimstroke) 20$ 3
Scorched Amber(Dragon Knight) 30$ 2
Priest of the Proudsilver Clan(Chen) 15$ 5
The Arts of Mortal Deception(Enigma) 10$ 4
Poacher's Bane(Tide hunter) 20$ 6
Soul of the Brightshroud(Death prophet) 20$ 2
Curse of the Creeping Vine(Undying) 20$ 3
Pursuit of the Ember Demons (Husker) 22$ 2
Appetites of the Lizard King(Slark) 25$ 3
Forbidden Medicine(Dazzle) 20$ 3
Riddle of the Hierophant(Oracle) 12$ 7
Glimmer of the Sacred Hunt(Drow ranger) 30$ sold out
Adornments of the Jade Emissary(Earth Spirit) 25$ 1
Defender of Ruin(Disrupter) 25$ 8
TI9 cache 2
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Sight of the Kha-Ren Faithful(Drow ranger) 15$ 21
Tribal Pathways(Warlock) 10$ 26
Directive of the Sunbound(Clockwork) 10$ 23
Souls Tyrant(Shadow fiend) 40$ 4
Endless Night(Abbadon) 25$ 8
Dapper Disguise(Pudge) 18$ 16
Prized Acquisitions(Bat rider) 6$ 29
Verdant Predator(Venomancer) 8$ 23
Fury of the Bloodforge(Bloodseeker) 10$ 27
Automaton Antiquity(Broodmother) 10$ 25
Tales of the Windward Rogue(Pangolier) 30$ 5
Grim Destiny(Wraith king) 20$ 21
Distinguished Expeditionary(Tusker) 12$ 26
Fowl Omen(Necrophos) 18$ 21
Cinder Sensei(Ember Spirit)) 80$ 4
TI10 cache 1
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Origin of the Dark Oath(Night stalker) 28$ 22
Ravenous Abyss (Underlord) 15$ 34
Apocalypse Unbound(Ancient appartion) 10$ 36
Beholden of the Banished Ones(Warlock) 15$ 5
Fury of the Righteous Storm(Disrupter) 10$ 36
Lineage of the Stormlords(Juggernaut) 35$ 16
Silent Slayer(Silencer) 20$ 32
Mindless Slaughter(Pudge) 15$ 37
Heartless Hunt(Bounty hunter) 15$ 31
Herald of the Ember Eye(Grim stroke) 15$ 27
Fissured Flight(Jakiro) 12$ 34
Flashpoint Proselyte(Husker) 20$ 34
Glory of the Elderflame(Lina) 25$ 26
Signs of the Allfather(Nature's Prophet) 20$ 34
Songs of Starfall Glen(Enchantress) 10$ 23
Ancient Inheritance(Tiny) 25$ 51
Forsworn Legacy(Mars) 40$ 26
TI10 cache 2
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Evolution of the Infinite(Enigma) 10$ 24
Beast of the Crimson Ring(Bristle Back) 15$ 23
Clearcut Cavalier(Timbersaw) 8.5$ 27
The King Of Thieves(Keeper of the light) 10$ 27
Horror from the Deep(Tidehunter) 20$ 22
Ire of the Ancient Gaoler(Arc warden) 40$ 1
Talons of the Endless Storm(Chaos Knight) 14$ 22
Carousal of the Mystic Masquerade(Rubick) 12$ 26
Crown of Calaphas(Shadow demon) 15$ 26
Wrath of the Fallen(Doom) 15$ 26
Blacksail Cannoneer(Sniper) 13$ 26
Secrets of the Celestial(Skywrath mage) 10$ 27
Blaze of Oblivion(Phoenix) 8$ 26
Master of the Searing Path(Ember spirit) 30$ 10
Steward of the Forbidden Chamber(Templer assassin) 30$ 30
Claszureme Incursion(Faceless Void) 95$ 1
Aghanim's cache sets
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Silverwurm Sacrifice(Dragon Knight) 40$ 5
Scales of the Shadow Walker(Phantom lancer) 12$ 19
Perception of the First Light(Dawn breaker) 12$ 16
Apex Automated(Clockwork) 10$ 17
Test of the Basilisk Lord(Razor) 12$ 17
Secrets of the Frost Singularity(Ancient appartion) 8.5$ 20
Perils of the Red Banks(Chen) 8$ 20
The Chained Scribe(Grim stroke) 12$ 18
Widow of the Undermount Gloom(Brood mother) 10$ 20
Forgotten Fate(Mars) 10$ 18
March of the Crackerjack Mage(Rubick) 10$ 19
Stranger in the Wandering Isles(Drow ranger) 55$ 1
Cosmic Concoctioneers(Alchemist) 7$ 19
Days of the Demon(Axe) 25$ 7
Blightfall(Abbadon) 8$ 21
Pyrexae Polymorph Perfected(Ogre magi) 20$ 25
Wrath of the Celestial Sentinel(Chaos Knight) 50$ 8
Diretide cache set
Blue Horizons(Marci) 25$ 6
Dark Behemoth(Primal beast) 50$ 3
2023 cache sets
Hero Price(USD) Quantity
Snailfire (SnapFire) 25$ 10
Brightfist (Marci) 22$ 10
Primeval Abomination(primal beast) 8$ 10
Astral Herald(dawn breaker) 15$ 10
Spectral Shadow(Abbadon) 5$ 10
Taur Rider(alchemist) 5$ 10
Crescent Huntress(spectre) 10$ 10
Tyrant of the Veil(wraith king) 8.5$ 10
Tomo'kan Footsoldier(hood wink) 7$ 10
Darkwood Eulogy(death prophet) 5$ 10
Sea Spirit(kunkka) 12$ 10
Triumph of the Imperatrix(legion commander) 7$ 10
Beast of Thunder(storm spirit) 10$ 10
Ancestral Heritage(jakiro) 6$ 10
Dezun Viper(dazzle) 7.5$ 10
Crownfall 2024 treasure
Drow ranger(Ravencloak)=45usd
Weather Effects
Weather Price
Ash 10$
Aurora 3$
Harvest 3$
Moonbeam 5$
Rain 10$
Spring 5$
Snow 5$
Siroco 3$
Pestilence 2$
Buyers go first, add me now if interested for 30 days cooldown, make sure to leave a comment on my profile . 30% reserve amount required at the time of reserving cache sets. fees(depends on your payment method) on you.
If you are buying more than 4 cache sets then u will get addition discount.
WHY YOU SHOULD TRUST ME:
I have more than 1000$ worth of cache sets in my inventory and i have been selling cache sets from past 2 years so why would i scam you for some small amount and you can also check the profile of the people who have given their feedback on my profile . I can also provide you with screenshots of my previous successful trades
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2024.05.21 12:49 InevitableOk3697 I firmly believe in my bones that I was not meant to exist, and that if it were possible to undo my existence, I would. No matter what mental state I'm in. But somehow I don't know yet if both of my "selves" think this way.

24F. Diagnosed with Bipolar II, ADHD, and CPTSD. I'm not even sure I can properly explain this because during depressive episodes (right now and for the past 4 months, in fact, though it's gotten marginally better in recent days) I lose a lot of my ability to write coherently, concisely, and accurately about what I'm feeling. The disconnect between emotion and thought has actually gotten so bad I genuinely cannot even journal anymore. (Coming back after finishing to add: this post alone ended up taking me nearly half the day to complete because I kept having to break and come back to it when my brain wouldn't work, and I often thought about giving up entirely lol.) But that's besides the point.
I had a sort of "eureka" moment during a non-depressive state at one point. That being, "This illness is cyclical. It will come back just as surely as it will eventually go away. Next time it comes, don't fight it."
It came back. I haven't been fighting it. I went from feeling immense, active suffering from constant self-hatred and learned helplessness to feeling dissociated and completely disconnected from my own thoughts, both positive and negative. Most moments are spent feeling nothing but irritability and in the moments where I feel something else, I am thoroughly distracted. My days are filled with distraction. The second I have time alone with my brain, I have crying spells that end in pathetic defeat and it's back to dissociation. "I get it. I get it. I wasn't meant to exist. But I am psychologically incapable of ending my life. I'm already here and I can't do anything about it. I have literally no choice but to continue to try."
Good for me for having that barrier to making rash decisions. But now I feel imprisoned by a life I did not choose. A prison of my own making that I am unwilling to break out of because I am just so. tired. I am aware of how much hard work and commitment it takes to live a fulfilling life with these disabilities. I am keenly aware that it is anything but an easy task and in this state it just does not feel worth it. But it is not an act of bravery that I'm still here in the face of suffering. I'm here because I have no choice.
It always comes back to this, and has since one of my first severe depressive episodes at the age of 14: I am too sensitive, too weak, to exist. So much so that I don't think I was supposed to be here in the first place. I do not, and have never cared about doing something "important" with my life. I have never cared about creating a legacy. I have never cared about being remembered. I have never cared about meaning or purpose in the traditional sense; in this state of mind, my purpose is to just exist, let life happen to me, observe carefully, learn, mimic. And in this state, I've realized I use this information as evidence. Confirmation.
At the end of the day, it seems the answer to this hypothetical is always the same. If there was a console with two buttons: one to continue living as is, and one to make it so I never existed at all, I would always choose the latter. Always. Even when things are good, even with all the luck I've had. The unfairness of life coupled with my weak constitution is inherently incompatible. Negative experiences will always feel more
Which brings me to my hypomanic episodes. They tend to involve extreme productivity, usually starting some large project that I spend every waking moment working on, of which there are many considering how poorly I sleep. I have energy and inspiration that simply cannot be funneled into enough things. I am able to "maintain" (these episodes last anywhere from 4 days to about a month) a superhuman-like "schedule" and "routine" that I would otherwise be incapable of adhering to, and would likely outright despise in ordinary circumstances.
But most notably, most of the time, I have a euphoric feeling about the human condition. I obsess over human suffering and our capacity to withstand it. I convince myself that if something catastrophic were to happen at that very moment, I would be resilient and strong in the face of it. That I could be, and would be, like those who can overcome any adversity at all.
But nothing I've ever been through has suggested that is true. Nearly any negative experience can knock me out of any positive or neutral mood and into a kind of dissociative, vegetative depression. My previous baseline state, where I was able to maintain a realistic and beneficial routine and sleep schedule for nearly 2 months, was instantly derailed, pathetically, by the moment I ended up crocheting too much and injured my left hand for a few days.
This one happenstance triggered a depressive state that I've now been in since March. And I tried to prevent it, really I did. I had enough experience practicing good habits by that point that I tried everything in my repertoire to keep it from spiraling. But it did. And now I'm here. I know better than to think I'm resilient. My window of tolerance is embarrassingly low, and I'm sorry that I don't have the will to strengthen it. Mentally, I am still a scared child hiding in the corner of a dark room from any and all real or imagined danger. And until my brain decides otherwise, (because of course mood changes are the nature of this illness), that's how it will stay.
Part of me believes that even my hypomanic self knows this. I don't know entirely how she operates, if I'm honest. So I've decided to conduct an "experiment."
I know she can't fathom how I think the way I do, and similarly I can't fathom how she thinks either. One is always blind to the other. I need to know whether or not, in my heart of hearts, I still say I would undo my existence. Even when everything inside of me is bursting with energy and life and vibrancy. Because instinct says I've always been this way in any state of mind, but I've never proved it.
So I recorded a short video explaining myself to my future hypomanic and even to my baseline self. Maybe I can find some middle ground between us. Because I have to do something. I have no choice but to do something.
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2024.05.21 12:48 JournalistPristine38 Intercepting traffic on flutter , mobile app[android]

Hi,
It's been more than 4 days struggling to perform an assessment to a mobile application developed with flutter. It appears that the mobile app is using non usual system proxy for their requests.I tried to listen on all interfaces of the mobile emulator (android studio), but something weird happens. I only able to see one request going to supabase as the app uses this opensource solution for their auth mechanism, but their backend is unseen for me even though I capture on differents interfaces and tried different API ,27,28,29,30,34 with and without google play.
I have attached a picture containing pcap file of packets intercepted on mobile device in order to configure iptables to redirect traffic to my burpsuite on local machine.Unfortunately I couldn't see anything interesting that contains HTTP/HTTPS requests on non usual ports.
https://preview.redd.it/sznnqtt3fr1d1.png?width=1408&format=png&auto=webp&s=4d6830889dce0f830dd4049904e2bba4761086cd
If someone tried anything useful, please let me know, I would appreciate your help very much.
The app is obfuscated.

mobile_pentest

flutter

reverse_eng

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2024.05.21 12:48 DesertTreasureII Kicked out by parents, instantly want me back. What gives?

Recently my nmother decided to kick me out because I held a boundary with her. I refused to pick her up from work because an issue I wanted addressed was not addressed, so I allowed myself to say no and not have to explain myself.
My nmom's response was to have my enabler dad come upstairs and say that they think it's best I find somewhere else to live.
Next day I throw away half of my possessions because where I'm going I won't be able to take them, and pack what little I had left into my suitcases and left. Thankfully I had somewhere to go, and I am wanted and safe there.
My parents watched me do this. Watched me throw away items that I deemed "non-essential" because they would have nowhere to go.
Next day I get a long message from my nmom saying it was her decision to kick me out (no duh) and that it wasn't an easy one. She spewed off about her abusive past and how I don't have it half as bad as she did and blah blah blah. The problem is she ended the message the way I knew she would "we are proud of you and we love you and we want you to come home."
They watched me pack up my life in an instant, and leave. I called that this was going to happen. Why do they do it? I just cannot understand. One second I'm being kicked out, I actually go and they instantly want me to come back.
They deployed my flying monkey brother when I didn't reply to the message. I've realised now after all this time I have to be careful what I tell him. So I kept shtum. I knew if I told him I don't plan on going back it would get worse, so I just said I don't know what I'm doing yet. I have no intentions of going back, though.
Anyone else experienced this? Anything else I should expect? I never thought my parents would do this to me, but I'm beginning to realise I don't know what they're capable of.
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2024.05.21 12:48 Hotpot-creations Short story - Fantasy: The Alchemist's Apprentice

Short story - Fantasy: The Alchemist's Apprentice
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The Alchemist's Apprentice Story and image by Hotpot AI
The old alchemist's shop was shrouded in mystery, its windows covered in thick layers of dust and cobwebs. The townspeople whispered about the strange concoctions and eerie experiments that took place within its walls. But for young apprentice alchemist, Alex, it was a place of wonder and fascination.
Ever since he was a child, Alex had been drawn to the art of alchemy. He was captivated by the idea of turning ordinary substances into something extraordinary. And when he was accepted as an apprentice by the reclusive alchemist, Master Marcus, he couldn't believe his luck.
But little did Alex know, his journey into the world of alchemy was about to take a dark and dangerous turn.
One day, while rummaging through the dusty shelves of the shop, Alex stumbled upon an ancient book. Its pages were yellowed and tattered, but the words were still legible. As he flipped through the pages, his eyes widened in amazement. The book contained a formula that could transmute emotions into physical substances.
Excited by his discovery, Alex showed the book to Master Marcus. The old alchemist's eyes gleamed with excitement as he read the formula. He explained to Alex that this was a forbidden practice, as it delved into the realm of manipulating human emotions. But Alex was determined to try it, and Master Marcus reluctantly agreed to help him.
They gathered the necessary ingredients and set to work. As they mixed and heated the substances, a strange energy filled the room. And when they finally poured the concoction into a vial, it glowed with a vibrant blue light.
Master Marcus warned Alex of the dangers of their creation, but the young apprentice was too eager to see the results. He took a small sip of the liquid and immediately felt a surge of happiness and joy. Master Marcus, on the other hand, felt a deep sense of sadness and regret.
As they continued to experiment with the formula, they discovered that they could control the intensity and duration of the emotions. They created potions that could induce love, anger, fear, and even jealousy. And with each successful creation, their fame and fortune grew.
But as their potions became more popular, Alex began to question the ethical implications of their actions. He saw firsthand how their creations were affecting people's lives, sometimes for the worse. And as their wealth and power increased, so did their guilt and inner turmoil.
One day, a young woman came to their shop, desperate for a potion that could make her forget a painful memory. Alex hesitated, knowing the consequences of tampering with someone's emotions. But Master Marcus saw an opportunity for profit and convinced Alex to make the potion.
As the woman drank the potion and her memories faded away, Alex couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt. He realized that their creations were not only unethical but also dangerous. And when the woman returned the next day, begging for another potion to erase her entire past, Alex knew they had gone too far.
He confronted Master Marcus, but the old alchemist was too consumed by greed and power to listen. He saw their creations as a means to an end, a way to achieve immortality. And he was willing to do whatever it takes to keep their secret safe.
But Alex couldn't live with the guilt any longer. He destroyed the ancient book and all their potions, vowing to never practice alchemy again. Master Marcus, enraged by Alex's betrayal, tried to stop him but was ultimately consumed by his own creations.
As Alex walked away from the burning shop, he couldn't help but wonder about the true nature of alchemy. Was it really about turning ordinary substances into something extraordinary, or was it a dangerous game of manipulating human emotions?
Years went by, and Alex lived a simple life, far away from the world of alchemy. But every now and then, he would come across someone who had been affected by their potions. And as he saw the pain and suffering in their eyes, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret and sadness.
The mystery of the old alchemist's shop was never solved. Some say it was cursed, while others believe it was simply the result of playing with forces beyond human control. But for Alex, it was a lesson learned the hard way—that some secrets are better left untouched, and some mysteries are better left unsolved.
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2024.05.21 12:48 pinkistherapeutic Started a new job - is our field being taken advantage of or is it just me?

I’ve been in management and private practice for years. I became licensed in 2011 and until about 2016, I was working as a therapist at a non profit agency. Aside from the embarrassing low salary, I never had any issues completing my work.
My family has experienced some significant life changes and I panicked. I applied for several jobs hoping to be able to supplement my salary. I tried BetterHelp for a while and couldn’t continue working for them as it appeared (and felt) exploitative. About a month ago, I started working in a treatment facility. It’s not my first time working this kind of job but to be fair, it’s been a while. They have us running groups everyday aside from having to meet with each client everyday. Documentation is due immediately as “best practice.” It’s officially my third week and there hasn’t been much training but I do a pretty good job figuring things out on my own. There are 4 supervisors who are never there and I’m the only licensed clinician on the team (besides the supervisors) who can complete tasks that require a license so I feel many things are dumped on me if there’s no one else there that can do it. My supervisor asked me to enter notes from home on my first week there. I was assigned 4 new clients in one day. The culture appears to be one of entitlement and that “mean girl” attitude that honestly I’m just too old for 😆
I’m rambling…but all this to say, I don’t think I’m a good fit. Is “giving up” after 3 weeks ok if I don’t feel it’s going to work out? Is that arrogant of me? I would’ve never quit 10 years ago but I’m at a different point in my life. It’s impossible for me to work 40 hours at the office and 40 at home. I feel more like a case manager than a therapist (and we have case managers there but the work culture makes it clear that dumping on the therapist is what everyone else does).
So far, I’ve tried BetterHelp and a local treatment facility. Both completely different ways of doing a job but both also feel similar in the sense that the idea to exploit therapists is almost accepted and some therapists actually do it. Is this how the job force is out there?
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2024.05.21 12:47 pimilpimil AITA for my bf to leave me after not giving him enough time in our relationship?

My bf (31 M) and I (31 F) had just celebrated our 3rd year anniversary recently and just few days after, he left me. Most of our relationship was spent away from each other as I currently lived abroad and he is in our home country.
We met online and has been consistently "lovey dovey" for the first 2 years of our relationship while not ever meeting in person yet. Until just last year, I finally met him for the first time when I went for vacation in our home country and it was great. We bonded and so comfortable together.
He is my first everything. After the 1st meeting and the 2nd one before I went back to my current workplace, I felt like our relationship became stronger in a sense that we had physical connection now. So we decided that he will be moving here with me this year with me so we can be together and discussed a wedding, marriage and all of that.
Few months ago, I noticed that he has been cold towards me and he claims it is because of me not giving enough time for him. As far as I am aware, I am giving him as much as time as always and as much as time as I can. We always text everyday, we video call during my break but he said it is still not enough. I don't know what more I can do as I had done all that I can so we can talk.
With my previous job role, I think he meant he want the time spent with him on call will just like that but my role before is different than now. I was a normal employee working in a shop before so I can speak to him on video call the most as I don't have a boss around me but now it's different. I have a more serious role in the company and I have been on back to back meetings with clients, field work and all of that so I feel like this is the reason why he felt I don't give him enough time. I already explained to him everything but he was not having it and so he left me and never speak to me for days now and I was left heartbroken because I really love this man. I imagine a future with him and even saved up so he can be with me here soon. I thought love was enough but apparently not.
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2024.05.21 12:47 Smart_Chain_5765 What stack system toolbox should I get

Hey, I'm an incoming dental student. My school gave a list of items we need to buy, one of which being a mobile stack system toolbox. The school recommends the black and blue one. But I was looking at other options and saw the black and red one. I really like how it opens up without having to set down the other boxes to access lower compartments. There are also much cheaper options like the yellow ones. I just want to know if all of these options are okay in terms of getting the job done. Like, what exactly gets put in here, if the opening up aspect is even necessary, if you end up needing more or end up not using all the space. Any insight is appreciated :)
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2024.05.21 12:47 professionalmoongirl Rethinking something that happened the other day

I was at work the other day and an older man walked in. The entire staff knows who he is, because he comes into frequently and has said some pretty racist and homophobic things in the past. Problem is, he ALWAYS lies about it, so we’ve never been able to get him banned (we’ve tried). Anyways, that’s not super relevant to this story but just to give you the idea of what kind of guy he is. Anyways, I was hosting and he immediately stopped at the host stand. Where I work, if you’re going to sit at the bar (which is where he always goes) you don’t have to stop at the host stand, so I thought it was weird. But I did my whole “How can I help you, can I grab you a table” spiel and he just blurted out “Are you old enough to work here?” I said yes. Mentally I was thinking, what the fuck do you think? I work here, so yes, of course I’m old enough. Then he starts asking if I’m in high school, how old I am, if I can serve alcohol. Mind you, the host stand is pretty isolated from the rest of the restaurant so I’m getting very uncomfortable and no one is able to see. So I forcefully tell him if he doesn’t need a table to please go to the bar, I need to work. He does.
Later, I go in to the main dining room and start talking with one of the bartenders. Just chatting. Then I go to head back to the host stand and while I’m walking past the bar seating, someone just sticks their hand out so I can’t go further. Mind you, I’m trapped in between bar seating and a table, and the only thing behind me is the actual bar, there is no way to get where I need to go at this point. I look and guess what? It’s the old man. He starts getting into my face and asking who my parents are, if I could say hi because he knows them, all of that. I’m frozen. The bartender and servers are all busy at this point. They don’t see what’s happening. So I just say I need to get back to my host stand, but this guy keeps asking, so I give up and just say I’ll tell them hello, to get out of this situation. At that point, I wasn’t really thinking about what just happened, besides it being an annoyance. Now I think I should report, but I don’t know what for. I’m just so grossed out by the whole thing.
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2024.05.21 12:47 golden_pikachu Reputation ruined at company but promoted anyway. Not happy in current but easy role.

Hello,
I work for a retail chain where I moved up fairly quickly. I moved to a location that was closer to my home and began working with a person that I got a little too close to.
I should have always kept things professional, but we were soon spending a lot of time together outside of work. This person was cooking for me, making coffee for me at the office, flirting, lots of embraces when no one was around, randomly buying me gifts, making a lot of sexual comments at me, etc.
This relationship tip-toed into almost physical on several occasions, I just couldn't bring myself to go that far at work with fear of losing my job. I felt like I was trying to be seduced at work.
Eventually this person got into a relationship. I cooled things off and stopped giving them any attention or special treatment. Which I admit I was guilty of. They knew how to play me and they got a lot of attention and special treatment. Their behavior became very hot and cold with me.
One day in a ditch to save money, then company decides to slash hours. Easily cutting more than a 100 hours a week from each location. When this person found out, they put in their two week notice but not before disparaging me and ruining my reputation.
Another associate from a different store was working with them on that day. It took me a year to find out but my coworker told the other associate that I was "being creepy", giving them "too much unwanted attention", constantly "buying them things", "stalking them". My coworker had told a few other people in private that they were quitting because there wasn't anymore hours for them. This other store's associate was told that my coworker had to put in their notice and quit immediately cause they feared for their life around me, that I may attack or harm them. This is after me cutting all contact and communication and not seeing this person for several months due to our schedules no longer lining up. I hadn't talked to or even so much as texted this person for months. They conveniently left out all of their parts of the relationship to make things seem one-sided and they were a victim.
Now the other store's associate went back to their store and spread the gossip. It doesn't help that the other location has an immature older lady running the place that still believes she's in highschool. Now this older lady has spread gossip throughout the whole district that I'm creepy, I should be avoided etc. Despite this I've been promoted again. When I need to get coverage from another store, it's almost impossible because everyone has been warned to steer clear of me and my location.
I hate having this stain on my reputation, but I'm very conflicted. The job is decent pay and fairly easy. It's the kind of job you can work maybe 40% of your shift, and the rest is downtime watching TV etc. So in one sense it's very comfy. The benefits and location are also very good.
The one thing I really hate about the job is their hours. The operating hours are now middle of the day and that makes work life balance very difficult. It's one of those jobs where you don't have time to do anything early morning or at night when you get off work.
So do I keep the job and just try to ignore everything. No one from upper management or HR ever came to me with questions, which makes me thing they are just treating it as unfounded rumors and gossip. I honestly can't stand the immaturity of it though. People who I used to be really cool with have turned their backs on me, believing all the gossip and lies.
If I were to quit, I'd have to take a job with more physical labor and less pay, but there is a chance that I'd get better hours. I've worked so hard to achieve a lot at this company and it would suck to have to work my way back up from the bottom again.
TLDR: had a relationship with someone at work, they lied and used it as an excuse to be a victim, ruined my reputation and now I'm unhappy at work.
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2024.05.21 12:47 Vigintillionn Need help finding a good racket.

Hello all.
I've been playing padel for fun at least once 2 months for around 3 years now. Since last year I have however played alot more, the last 6 months I went to play weekly. I haven't take any lessons nor have I played competitively. I've only played with the same couple of friends. I've come to the point where I reliably beat them 6-0, 6-1, and am planning on taking some lessons in the summer and maybe playing some tournaments.
I am however not quite happy with the racket I currently have. I used to be. But last week I played with my girlfriend's dad's racket which is a Bullpadel Wing 02 (i think) and I immediately played 20x better. With this I could reliable get the ball back over the net after a smash and the ball just fellt more controlled. My current racket is the Kuikma PR530 which I got for christmas 2 years ago from my dad. I feel like this racket is really holding me back on power but also on placement.
I also play tabletennis so I'm really good at using my body to gain spin and power and am also very good at placing the ball exactly where I want it. So I'm looking for a racket that gives me a lot of power - similar to the wing 02 - but also gives me a lot of control. I don't think spin is the most needed since I can already generate a lot of spin naturally.
So here's my playstyle: When I serve I usually serve long with lots of slice either onto the glass or down to the T depending on where my oponent is positioned, if my opponent is far behind the service line I also like to give a slow short ball to catch my oponent of guard. I like to push the net and push the balls into the fences or hit a fast vibora deep into the glass with a lot of slice. I never really smashed because I didn't have much power and the balls usually didn't come over the net or came low over the net resulting in an easy hit for the oponent.
I was looking into the Bullpadel Hack 03 Comfort 23 and Comfort 24 but I'm really unsure which rackets I should get. I'm definitely leaning towards a diamond shaped one as I also play with a top heavy racket in table tennis. I'd like to keep the price around 150€ but going a bit above is not that big of an issue. I'd just like some opinions.
Thanks in advance, if I'm missing any information be sure to ask
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2024.05.21 12:47 Session_Grouchy Trade!

Trade!
5 4 stars for the cards I need OR 10 stars per card :)
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2024.05.21 12:47 ImAtinyHurricane Ughhh

My psychiatrist was supposed to review me because I've just started lamictal. He left and I have to accept my new psychiatrist but then I won't see him until the 20th of September. I'm afraid the lamictal will send me manic. I'm supposed to be trying to come off the quetiapine and going onto something else so I can wake up early enough to get to morning lectures as I'm going into my final year of university and my grades matter most then. I don't know what to do because if the lamotrigine triggers mania I won't be very aware of it and I don't want to go to hospital just because the lamotrigine has sent me manic. I'm tired of feeling like a zombie but at the same time I domt want to relapse. I really don't know what to do. I'm running out of my lamictal and I have to wait 72hrs for a new prescription... guessing that will be Friday and I'll be like ughh because I have volunteering that day now I might be late. I'm literally panicking. How am I supposed to start a new medication when I can't even see a doctor to talk about if it suits me and whether to add something else in. I haven't even got my anxiety under control and this is just making it worse. I honestly can't wait to go out tomorrow and buy myself a new build a bear and base it of a character from a british TV show... any advice? I felt like yelling at the receptionist but I didn't. She's nice but I wish My psychs wouldn't just leave me like this. No one even tells me when they leave. I'm just so tired of it. I dont know what to do. I'm gonna be out of lamictal for like 2 days then I'm hoping to get it increased a little bit to see if it will let me feel anything. I'm still on promethazine for anxiety which I'm trying to take as little as possible. I'm so stuck at this point. I'm not even sure what to do with myself. I kinda wanna get a service dog because at least then if I have another episode my dog should be able to tell me. Just as I was finally getting somewhere.... I don't even wake up to an alarm. Honestly what am I supposed to do?
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2024.05.21 12:47 Inevitable_Novel398 My experience as a transracial from black to white

I grew up in a family where black is a color not a certain lture not anything more than a color. That's how I was raised. I specifically was raised to think black and white Americans have the same culture. There is no difference between the two of us. We literally come from the same families with the same surnames. The same traditions. The problem with this is black is a color. And that was the problem. Because even when I was 2 years old I was taught my colors. And I knew that I was not black like my color wasn't black my color wasn't the same as my mom's family. Even then my family would get angry and aggressive when they realized I didn't view myself as black because we had clearly very different skin tones as a child like a toddler I was between a Fenty 260-295 I was a clear medium hue not at all the same as my family who were a Fenty 420-470/480. I viewed dark skin as different and it didn't help. To tell me that that was what I was supposed to be or what I was supposed to want to be or supposed to love more than myself. If anything that made me actually look at it more with resentment. Because I wasn't allowed to be myself I wasn't allowed to love myself as I was. Because I had dark skinned black people telling me they were the standard of phenotype and that to be black was to love their skin tone not mine. Who wants to be a part of anything where they are not supposed to love themselves? If you feel any positivity towards yourself that in itself will be repellent. So since I was young I always felt out of place.
As I got older it got worse. Because then black people got desperate. And they would try and say now I don't have the features I don't have the skin tone and I don't have the hair texture like black people. So the things I have left were short hair. And they would claim I was ugly. So basically they wanted me to identify as black because I had short hair and was ugly. Who would accept that they're ugly one? And secondarily who is going to identify with people who are literally saying that about themselves?
That's the whole issue with me I could never come together on anything. It was always if anything let's tear you down. And make you feel lesson. And hope so that makes you feel more black. And that never made much sense to me. One because I didn't grow up in a poor black neighborhood. I grew up actually in a poor White neighborhood. So being low to me didn't mean to raise. Because I've seen it in all colors. It's just always been all these methods of not being better. But can we come together on actually something tangent.
That's been my issue since I was 2 years old. What can we come together on racially that is actually tangent. I have nothing. And that is the issue. In regular life I'm not perceived as black unless I wear a wig in Latino neighborhoods they speak to me in Spanish with my natural hair. With a wig especially obvious ones I'm actually viewed as more black because my hair is assumed to be tighter than it actually is. My real hair is 4a so it has visible curls in it.
Add to all of this. We have to layer and racism. And it's always been an issue. Because why would someone try to align with people experience the racism but not the community. And also not be seen as a real one. Because it through the day-to-day life you're not the standard. Dark skinned black people are standard black people. So any experience you have with racism isn't even valid. Any dark skin black person can come forward. And say that that's not even real. They can completely invalidate your experience. Because they can claim that they didn't experience that. Or that it's not actually racist. Because they're the real black person.
My mom who is a dark skinned black woman has always hated me for these reasons. It is a deep-seated hate for some people who are so called Oreos because of the stereotypes that come with it. I was always taught by her to feel inferior to her. She'd try even go to extreme lengths by trying to call me a man. And I've noticed dark skinned black women would wish I was a man even so much of the time and they'd literally hate my existence.y mother was no exception but I saw how racist people viewed me and told me the more I was like my mother the less human the less female the less valuable I was. When you're not even naturally that way. What does that encourage you to do? I only look more like my mother when I tan. But I don't when I'm naturally what I am. Since my father was light and so was his mother since they are creole origins.
So when I turned 30 I realized I wasn't going to hinder myself hurt myself and hate myself by calling myself black anymore so now I identify as white and am investing in transitioning completely with make up eye contacts and still figuring out what to do with my hair. I've removed most of my tan and am back down to Fenty 260 I was originally Fenty 370-390 range.
I will never admit again that I'm black and will always say I'm white right now I'm Turkish until I get down to Fenty 210 when I want to identify as Italian American or Greek American etc....
It's been ok so far I just need to change my job and housing and it will be perfect because everyone around me will just know me to be white.
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2024.05.21 12:46 dookiehat Ordained Phd of Neuropsych has officially granted my passport into the land of the Audhd diagnosed.

Ordained Phd of Neuropsych has officially granted my passport into the land of the Audhd diagnosed.
As a 37 year old male frogodile i had to waddle ineptly for much too long to arrive to this oasis clubhouse called autisticwithadhd . So i smoked some weed and wanted to talk about being a frogodile with you, we can like croak all loud and shit, and do that rattling our teeth thing. i make this fucking noise like “GWODDLEKEEEK”, it’s like clockwork, don’t even think about it. We all know it’s about our hops though. I’ve hopped some rocks in my day. i mean, some of these rocks, you should of seen them, they were so fucking sick to hop over. do a little gurgle grunt for supremacy at the end, let the goat ladies know you can fertilize that egg and skidaddle off for a pack of frogodile slims, and never come back again.
Right but look, this ordained phd gave me a passport to here, she pointed out to me i was a frogodile. i was thinking about it for so damn long before today when i was fuckin boppin around hoppin them god damn rocks, i was sure i must have been a goat. my mom was a goat, even, but im pretty sure i’m not adopted. many people told me that “GWODDLEKEEEEK” was such a goat thing to blare, but it always felt like when i did it it was like burbly n shit.
Then i was like, but wait a minute, my dad skidaddled for some frogodile slims too before i climbed out that little white room. and according to legend he burbled and could hop some friggin rocks. He hopped rocks that i was like “that’s weird as fuck but it makes sense too” Ol toothclackin hoppin dad.
But my mom was always bleating that i was lazy and would headbutt me with her horns, then she would hop over some rocks, and talk about how much better she was at it, but that i was still a good goat. idk of she really understood me though. she thought it was about how many rocks you hop but i was like “BLIGBLIGKREEKRAWW” all angry cuz i thought it was about style and how fuckin fun it is to hop over a nice rock.
it was confusing cuz i liked hibernating and im kinda slimy, and i obsessively eat bugs, and don’t like grass for food, its just decoration for the ground. i just thought i was a weird ass goat. i mean i’ve been waddling around for decades boppin around hoppin rocks, thinking i was doing it wrong by not hoppin the right ones, or enough of them, but i was like, you have no style bro. and that’s never gonna change.
alright, a frogodiles gotta retract his eyeballs, and touch stomach to dirt, pZ
-frogodile
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2024.05.21 12:46 BigRedHead1982 Psalm 50:1-23

"The Mighty One, God the Lord, Has spoken and called the earth From the rising of the sun to its going down. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God will shine forth. Our God shall come, and shall not keep silent; A fire shall devour before Him, And it shall be very tempestuous all around Him. He shall call to the heavens from above, And to the earth, that He may judge His people: “Gather My saints together to Me, Those who have made a covenant with Me by sacrifice.” Let the heavens declare His righteousness, For God Himself is Judge. Selah
“Hear, O My people, and I will speak, O Israel, and I will testify against you; I am God, your God! I will not rebuke you for your sacrifices Or your burnt offerings, Which are continually before Me. I will not take a bull from your house, Nor goats out of your folds. For every beast of the forest is Mine, And the cattle on a thousand hills. I know all the birds of the mountains, And the wild beasts of the field are Mine. “If I were hungry, I would not tell you; For the world is Mine, and all its fullness. Will I eat the flesh of bulls, Or drink the blood of goats? Offer to God thanksgiving, And pay your vows to the Most High. Call upon Me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me.” But to the wicked God says: “What right have you to declare My statutes, Or take My covenant in your mouth, Seeing you hate instruction And cast My words behind you? When you saw a thief, you consented with him, And have been a partaker with adulterers. You give your mouth to evil, And your tongue frames deceit. You sit and speak against your brother; You slander your own mother’s son. These things you have done, and I kept silent; You thought that I was altogether like you; But I will rebuke you, And set them in order before your eyes. “Now consider this, you who forget God, Lest I tear you in pieces, And there be none to deliver: Whoever offers praise glorifies Me; And to him who orders his conduct aright I will show the salvation of God.”
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2024.05.21 12:46 gem_scheltema Japanese B01 model from eBay, $104.50

Japanese B01 model from eBay, $104.50
My new obsession as a complete amateur is to try and fix YLOD fat PS3s.
I had one from my older brother, a G model, that had YLOD back in the day that I then partially parted out for a bit of money, as a kid would do (after the hairdryer trick did not bring it back to life haha). Checking with the syscon revealed 3034 error so it's definitely dead, but I practiced delidding the RSX - with a first time success. Nice!
I also bought two K models from eBay for about $60 AUD, read their syscons and as hoped, NEC-tokin errors! - if anyone has any up to date solid knowledge on what caps to buy to put on (especially for Australia) I'm happy to listen. I've already got them off of one board on the non-CPU/GPU side. Took a little while but nothing terrible.
Last week I bought, as the title says, a Japanese B model. It was cheap, with free expedited shipping, and it was about $150 AUD. Plus, the black trim is pretty good looking imo. If anything it's a nice display piece (I've spent a hell of a lot more on a 20th anniversary PS4...). The seller kindly asked to make sure if it was okay that it didn't turn on, I said yes obviously.
It arrives today, I'm raring to go, so I tear it down. As I'm going I'm thinking to myself, "this is crazy clean, and the thermal pads look new and fresh...did someone maintain this unit meticulously? It seems like new." It's really hard to get the mobo away from the heatsink. Well, that thermal paste on the CELL and RSX is not old and crusty. Lo and behold it's the original white stuff. I know this is special, so I'm pleased, but not overly hopeful there's nothing wrong with it.
Well, I must have misinterpreted the listing, because as I was trying to do a syscon diagnosis, there was absolutely no power. I thought it was a YLOD! Nope, using the G model power supply I still had, it gave the red light. So they really meant it just did not turn on? Huh. To my surprise it did not YLOD when I turned it on...so I switched it off quickly and ran the errlog. A few errors, NEC-tokin related. That's lucky, hey?
Next, I ran the becount.
I scoffed and laughed in disbelief. This thing is 3 hours off brand new? How? I'm absolutely gobsmacked 😂
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2024.05.21 12:46 Odd_Cantaloupe_3832 Strap in reddit.....

It's a lot. And it's nearly 2 years worth. I think given what's happened tonight, I want to get it off my chest. This is a throwaway for obvious reasons....
Partner was in some weird niche group on fb. The admin is a very good friend of his. He made friends with some of the people in the group and chats moved to DMs etc. The admin passed on the number of a woman in the group and they chatted (it later transpired the behaviour youre about to read about happened with multiple men in cluding admin friend). The woman is in a whole different country very far away. They exchanged gifts, talked/video called every day and pretty soon, he was relying on her heavily for emotional support. This happened behind my back. He pulled the old "you would never let me have female friends" chestnut.
Jan 2023, I got covid and a close family relatives health went downhill. My covid resulted in secondary chest infections, chest xrays, multiple tests for all sorts of things and a lot of time off work not being fit for much at all. It was a long recovery and it was all I could do to work and then collapse in a heap at the end of the day. My partner felt like he had the brunt of everything to do around the house (I was still doing a lot but appreciated him sorting food in the evening and never complained). I didnt realise it but he also felt incredibly lonely- he works a solitary job by choice and his work hours meant he was coming home as I was going to bed and I could hardly keep myself awake with the post viral fatigue to spend time with him. I did try, napping when I got back from work to try and be able to stay up later, but it probably wasn't enough and I dropped the ball I guess.
My sick relatives health declined further and they ended up in palliative care before passing in April. I was devastated and he supported me through it but things felt off, I could never quite put my finger on it but definitely off. I mean the fact he called me the other woman's name in bed twice should have been a big red flag but he played it down- jokimg that it was one of his many many girlfriends and he can't help what he does when he's asleep.
What happened shortly after the funeral (2 weeks maybe) was that I came home from an errand and found partner on a video call with this woman. It was awkward AF. He asked me what I was doing home, tried introducing us, she didn't speak and then later complained I was very rude. She's a year younger than my mum and he tried to make out she's a mother figure and a good friend.
The following few days were strange, I was feeling jangled but still trying to get on with everything. We are in June now. He started bringing his work phone in with him and low and behold a message pings up from her- love hearts and all this bull. So it all comes out. They fucking love each other, she persued him and made it sexual. He loves it. I have yet another health issue resulting in small outpaitent surgury, its ok but im dealing with everything and it's a lot. Listening to him talk about her and how angry he feels towards me.
We hash it out. Nothing physical has ever happened obviously, gotta be in at least the same country for that blah blah blah. A lot of hurtful things were said (by him) but ultimately we decided to move on together and part of it was that they had to be NC. In the interests of open clarity and fairness, I emailed info to her husband. I'd have wanted to know. I apparently put her in danger from this which resulted in more anger.
I sought therapy and my health improved and I thought everything was going ok. Booked a holiday together for spring 2024 and, even though I had some blips in response to triggering behaviour, I thought we were doing ok. By Christmas I felt safe about opening up and felt more comfortable like we were back to our old selves. We had a festive blip- he tells me there's no longevity becuase I lost it over shit hidden in a cupboard that she'd gifted him. I need to get over it. He apologises for overreacting. We move on.
Jan 2024, I'm ill again. And it's wiped me out. I'm a mess. March 2024 roles around. Im still not right, struggling with my health and managing everything. Lo and behold, there's an email from her husband in my inbox with a LOAD of incriminating sexual screenshots and videos in a chat between my partner and his wife. Transpires NC never happened, or a least did only for a couple of weeks. He missed her too much. It's been going on again. Behind my back. Interestingly, I could not see him in any of what i was emailed, only her and he is very clear she is a friend and he never did anything inappropriate and had asked her to stop. Most of the time it wasn't like that but when she wanted to be naughty she would. I still stand by the fact friends wouldn't behave like that with boundaries and risking relationships, and if he really didn't want it he'd have put a stop to it.
It has been AWFUL. I insist on NC. He's very worried about whats going to happen to her, husband is allegedly not too nice. Partner is also suggesting that he'd just go behind my back because she's his safe space and he loves her, not in a romantic way mind.... Husband messages me to say they are getting a divorce (there have been several men, from our country- my partner was not as special as he thought). I worry having had it made clear that husband isn't so nice, I figure the news is better off coming from me. I tell him and he asks to be in contact with her.
Now here is where I might have gone wrong. I say to the pair of them to behave like long distance friends, set parameters- no pics, videos, love yous love hearts, whatever. She accepted full responsibility for everything and apologised. He says contact will dwindle over time and it will be ok. He wouldn't hurt me again. I felt like this was the right thing to do and that I could manage it. If they were genuinely just friends and it was her being broken and sad making it weirdly sexual maybe it would be ok, especially as I felt I'd said my piece and gotten some understanding.
I lasted 3 weeks. The contact level was insane. She was the 3rd wheel on our holiday. Honestly, it fucking killed me. I have never been so sad. And I was aware that pretty quickly my conditions of contact had been ignored. I broke down about 3 weeks later and said I couldn't do it anymore. Even with him saying that with the divorce the contact would decrease becuase she'd meet someone else etc. He said he'd cut contact and all he needed to know was that she'd be ok. He gets it done and I am surprised given everything I didnt think it would be an option. He said he knew it was hurting me but didn't do anything about it.
We've been going ok, probably about 3 weeks of realtive peace. Until today. I take a work call and he scuttles into another room and I can fucking hear them in a video call together. Apparently its only very recent- I mean its only been 3 weeks🤦🏻‍♀️. Apparently he's very lonely and doesn't want a miserable life of being monitored all the time. The trust is broken and its me thats dragging it out. Seems me saying I couldn't cope with them being in constant contact makes this my fault becuase he just misses her all the time.
So yeah. Hes downstairs on the sofa, messaging her. And I'm upstairs venting to you guys becuase WTF.
I'd do a TLDR but honestly, how?!
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2024.05.21 12:46 Yurii_S_Kh Venerable Arsenius the Great

Venerable Arsenius the Great
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Saint Arsenius the Great was born in the year 354 at Rome into a pious Christian family, which provided him a fine education and upbringing. He studied rhetoric and philosophy, and mastered the Latin and Greek languages. Saint Arsenius gave up philosophy and the vanity of worldly life, seeking instead the true wisdom praised by Saint James “pure, peaceable, gentle, and easy to be entreated, full of mercy and good fruits” (Jas. 3:17). He entered the ranks of the clergy as a deacon in one of the Roman churches, dedicating himself to the service of God.
The emperor Theodosius (379-395), who ruled the eastern half of the Roman Empire, heard about his erudition and piety, and he wished to entrust Arsenius with the education of his sons Arcadius and Honorius. Arsenius, however, protested that he had given up secular studies in order to serve God. Against his will, but in obedience to the will of Pope Damasus (December 11), Saint Arsenius agreed to teach the imperial children, hoping to teach them Christian piety as well.
When he arrived at Constantinople, Arsenius was received with great honor by the emperor Theodosius, who charged him to educate his sons not only in wisdom, but also in piety, guarding them from the temptations of youth. “Forget that they are the emperor’s sons,” said Theodosius, “for I want them to submit to you in all things, as to their father and teacher.”
With fervor the saint devoted himself to the education of the youths, but the high esteem in which he was held troubled his spirit, which yearned for the quietude of monastic life. Saint Arsenius entreated the Lord to show him the way to salvation. The Lord heard his prayer and one time he heard a voice telling him, “Arsenius, flee from men, and you shall be saved.” And then, removing his rich clothing and replacing it with old and tattered garments, he secretly left the palace, boarded a ship for Alexandria, and he made his way to Sketis, a monastery in the midst of the desert.
Arriving at the church, he asked the priests to accept him into the monastic brotherhood, calling himself a wretched wanderer, though his very manner betrayed him as a cultivated man. The brethren led him to Abba John the Dwarf (November 9), famed for his holiness of life. He, wishing to test the newcomer’s humility, did not seat Arsenius with the monks for the trapeza meal. He threw him a piece of dry bread saying, “Eat if you wish.” Saint Arsenius got down on his hands and knees, and picked up the bread with his mouth. Then he crawled off into a corner and ate it. Seeing this, Elder John said, “He will be a great ascetic!” Then accepting Arsenius with love, he tonsured him into monasticism.
Saint Arsenius zealously passed through his obediences and soon he surpassed many of the desert Fathers in asceticism. The saint again heard the Voice while he was praying, “Arsenius, hide from people and dwell in silence, this is the root of virtue.” From that moment Saint Arsenius settled in a solitary cell deep in the desert.
Having taken on the struggle of silence he seldom left his seclusion. He came to church only on Sundays and Feast days, observing complete silence and conversing with no one. When Abba Moses asked him why he hid himself from people, Saint Arsenius replied, “God knows that I love you, but I cannot remain with God and with men at the same time. The Heavenly Powers all have one will and praise God together. On earth, however, there are many human wills, and each man has his own thoughts. I cannot leave God in order to live with people.”
Though absorbed in constant prayer, the saint did not refuse visiting monks with his counsel and guidance, giving short, but perceptive answers to their questions. Once, a monk from Sketis saw the great Elder through a window standing at prayer, surrounded by a flame.
The handicraft of Saint Arsenius was to weave baskets, for which he used the fronds of date palms soaked in water. For a whole year Saint Arsenius did not change the water in the container, but merely added a little water to it from time to time. This caused his cell to be permeated with a foul stench. When asked why he did this, the saint replied that it was fitting for him to humble himself in this way, because in the world he had used incense and fragrant oils. He prayed that after death he would not experience the stench of hell.
The fame of the great ascetic spread far, and many wanted to see him, and they disturbed his tranquility. As a result, the saint was forced to move around from place to place. But those thirsting to receive his guidance and blessing still found him.
Saint Arsenius taught that many take upon themselves great deeds of repentance, fasting, and vigil, but it is rare for someone to guard his soul from pride, greed, jealousy, hatred of one’s brother, remembrance of wrongs, and judgment. In this they resemble graves which are decorated outwardly, but filled with stinking bones.
A certain monk once asked Saint Arsenius what he should do when he read the Holy Scriptures and did not comprehend their meaning. The Elder answered, “My child, you must study and learn the Holy Scriptures constantly, even if you do not understand their power... For when we have the words of the Holy Scriptures on our lips, the demons hear them and are terrified. Then they flee from us, unable to bear the words of the Holy Spirit Who speaks through His apostles and prophets.”
The monks heard how the saint often urged himself on in his efforts with the words, “Rouse yourself, Arsenius, work! Do not remain idle! You have not come here to rest, but to labor.” He also said, “I have often regretted the words I have spoken, but I have never regretted my silence.”
The great ascetic and keeper of silence was given the gift of tears with which his eyes were constantly filled. He spent fifty-five years at monastic labors and struggles. He spent forty years at Sketis, and ten years on the mountain of Troe near Memphis. Then he spent three years at Canopus, and two more years at Troe, where he fell asleep in the Lord.
Our holy, God-bearing Father Arsenius reposed when he was nearly one hundred years old, in the year 449 or 450.
His only disciples seem to have been Alexander, Zoilos, and Daniel (June 7).

Troparion — Tone 8

By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / And your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe. / O our holy Father Arsenius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!

Kontakion — Tone 2

Arising from Rome, as a sun, you reached the royal city, / Enlightening it, O most blessed one, by your words and deeds. / You drove out the darkness of unreasoning. / Therefore we honor you, Arsenius, the glory of the Fathers!
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