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Support for those with nasty, cruel, toxic, abusive MILs & moms
2015.02.27 22:42 apotero Support for those with nasty, cruel, toxic, abusive MILs & moms
A place to post about your MIL or Mother who is just the *worst*. Come for support, come for advice, or just to vent and get it all out. That's what we're here for. Discussion often contains adult themes and language.
2024.05.21 16:13 estropiizp [Misc] I can now count with one hand how many pimples I have!
I know that dealing with acne is not an easy trip because I've had it for around eighteen years. I've heard a lot of unpleasant and nasty remarks about my features growing up. I've received "gifts" and unwanted suggestions to repair my face. Even yet, they happen far less frequently now that I can finally count fewer than ten pimples on my face! Until recently, I was very certain that I would pass away from old age and that my face wouldn't even show through the coffin. Up until the last two months, I've been so terrified to properly look in the mirror because I've internalised so many nasty remarks. My modifications include: - I've moved to almond milk; - I cover my pillowcase with a t-shirt every day. - After washing my face, pat dry with a clean paper towel. Don't dry your face with towels anymore. - I discovered that eating extremely spicy food can cause breakouts on my skin. - If I wash my hair, I save the face cleanser for last in the shower to remove the chemicals and oils from my hair products. - less picky about my face. - hand washing before making facial contact.
AM - AprilSkin Calendula face wash/organic black soap - If skin is too dry that morning, I use the fresh hydrating cleanser. - Pixi Tonic - collagen - AprilSkin Carrot serum (might skip if skin is oily that morning) - AprilSkin Carrot Cream - No sunscreen since I'm working remotely
PM - AprilSkin Calendula face wash/fresh hydrating cleansecerave hydrating cleanser - depending on how my skin feels that night - fresh rose toner - fresh deep hydration cream (when my face is dry) or AprilSkin Carrot cream, sometimes tret fromhighstreetpharma
Other stuff that I used inconsistently during this time: - Innisfree volcanic clay mask - when my skin is particularly oily - glytone - when I have a lot of active breakouts - Epi Duo - when I have a lot of active breakouts - AprilSkin Calendula Peel off mask - AprilSkin Calendula sheet mask - fresh rose hydration mask - Neutrogena exfoliating cleanser - Andalou glycolic pumpkin mask - Minty toothpaste to apply topically for angry pimples
Next on list to try - Differin gel - Pixi Tonic - retinol - Pixi Tonic - Glow - maybe Medicube's red line but reviews make the products sound like they're harsher on the skin
It was a big lesson to learn how to balance between the harsher but more effective solutions without drying out my sensitive, acne-prone skin. Glytone and epiduo are excellent for recent breakouts, however I was never able to use them more than twice a week. My preference would be for the fresh cleanser at night because the calendula cleanser is less moisturising than the organic black soap, especially if I used it in the morning. For the same reason, I wouldn't mix glytone and black soap in one day. I would rather be too hydrated than too dry.
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AM - AprilSkin Calendula face wash/organic black soap - If skin is too dry that morning, I use the fresh hydrating cleanser. - Pixi Tonic - collagen - AprilSkin Carrot serum (might skip if skin is oily that morning) - AprilSkin Carrot Cream - No sunscreen since I'm working remotely
PM - AprilSkin Calendula face wash/fresh hydrating cleansecerave hydrating cleanser - depending on how my skin feels that night - fresh rose toner - fresh deep hydration cream (when my face is dry) or AprilSkin Carrot cream, sometimes tret fromhighstreetpharma
Other stuff that I used inconsistently during this time: - Innisfree volcanic clay mask - when my skin is particularly oily - glytone - when I have a lot of active breakouts - Epi Duo - when I have a lot of active breakouts - AprilSkin Calendula Peel off mask - AprilSkin Calendula sheet mask - fresh rose hydration mask - Neutrogena exfoliating cleanser - Andalou glycolic pumpkin mask - Minty toothpaste to apply topically for angry pimples
Next on list to try - Differin gel - Pixi Tonic - retinol - Pixi Tonic - Glow - maybe Medicube's red line but reviews make the products sound like they're harsher on the skin
It was a big lesson to learn how to balance between the harsher but more effective solutions without drying out my sensitive, acne-prone skin. Glytone and epiduo are excellent for recent breakouts, however I was never able to use them more than twice a week. My preference would be for the fresh cleanser at night because the calendula cleanser is less moisturising than the organic black soap, especially if I used it in the morning. For the same reason, I wouldn't mix glytone and black soap in one day. I would rather be too hydrated than too dry.
2024.05.21 16:12 HardStr8xxx Cock Ring and Yoga poses
I'm slightly embarrassed, but I'm starting to find it hilarious three days later. So three days ago, I was at my gym with my new cock ring on, giving it a test drive. I decided to take a yoga class. While in the middle of the class session, somehow, the ring slipped off. It was very subtle; I didn't even feel it. I transitioned into a downward dog position, and the damn ring slid down my leg and rolled right in front of the man behind me. I saw his face, and he smirked and shook his head. That's when the embarrassment set in. Dude quietly held it for me for the remainder of the class. In the end, I stood up, turned to him, beet red, and apologized. He said it was cool and that he wears cock rings, just not to yoga class.
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2024.05.21 16:10 Putrid-Respond8097 Help! Can't get rid of redness and uneven skin texture
 | 34(F) who has been pretty invested in skincare over the last 10 years. Overall, asides from dealing with the occasional hormonal acne spot, my skin has been very manageable. submitted by Putrid-Respond8097 to SkincareAddicts [link] [comments] That is, until recently .... over the last 6-8 months, my cheeks have been more red/sensitive with some visible freckles/sun damage (I wear sunscreen every day, although haven't done a great job at consistently reapplying throughout the day). Overall, I'm seeing more texture and closed comedones over my cheeks, and to a lesser extent my forehead and chin. My previous skincare regime was much more intense - leaning on actives like retinol, Vitamin C, BHAs/AHAs. I now realize I may have done too much over the years and potentially damaged my skin barrier, although wondering if other factors may be at play - I.e. rosacea, fungal acne, bad eating/sleeping habits, etc. I know it's not a perfect science and skin will have its seasons. Over the last couple months, I've removed most actives from my skincare routine to see if healing my skin barrier may be the issue. AM ROUTINE - splash of warm water on face - Anua heartleaf 77% soothing toner - Inkeylist caffeine eye cream - Cocokind texture smoothing cream - Byoma barrier repair treatment - Supergoop play sunscreen (used to use their unscreen sunscreen, but found it was clogging my pores) PM ROUTINE - Skin1004 light cleansing oil - Vanicream gentle facial cleanser (most nights) / Cerave SA Cleanser (just started reintroducing a SA couple nights a week) - Cocokind texture smoothing cream - Byoma barrier repair treatment - Laneige bouncy & firm sleeping mask (a couple times a week) - LRP cicaplast baume B5 (a couple times a week just on the cheeks) I'm seeing minor improvements, but trepidatious about reintroducing more aggressive actives back into my routine in case it triggers another flare-up. Has anyone had a similar experience? Have seen some great advice and ideas shared on this sub and would love to hear what has worked for you. Would appreciate any tips! |
2024.05.21 16:10 Adventurous_Leader88 Anxiety after 2 days of talking?
Hey everyone, I (24F), started talking to a guy on Saturday (26M), and everything has been going well. (this is also the first person I've ever really talked to. I never really cared about dating until recently) We messaged a lot on Bumble, like all day, and then at the end of the day he gave me his phone # and we've been talking a lot since. We have so much in common, he's got a stable job, he's close with his family, he's a little nerdy like me, he plays sports/watching sports, he's not in your face hot but neither am I so don't care about that.
So tell me why then all of a sudden I got this massive wave of anxiety last night, literally nothing happened, I got in my head for some reason. I'm like "What if he's too nerdy, what if I could do better, what if he thinks I'm ugly, overanalyzing his pictures like can I do better, is he too XYZ" I'm sure my therapist would tell me that it's the projection of my own insecurities and also this is the first time I've talked to someone outside of any dating apps. We are going on a date next week and that will be my first real date which is also something I'm anxious about, also never had my first kiss and I'm a virgin so that's also weighing on me. (I recently lost a lot of weight too so that's why I never dated before, didn't feel good about myself).
I think my brain is just telling me to make problems so I don't have to be uncomfortable. I think too, we as a society have expected everyone to be so perfect and IMO terms like "red flags" and "ick" have severely impacted the way we talk about dating, at least for me. I think we are hyperaware of these things because of social media & creating problems where none would have existed in the past. (obviously, there are some literal red flags and icks, but something as simple as a guy singing or something like, we gotta stop getting icked out at normal things but now it's been drilled into my head and idk how to stop that)
I have therapy tomorrow thankfully so I'll be curious to see what she says but wanted to know if any first-timers have experienced this anxiety too, if so, how did you (or your therapist) help you navigate this?
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So tell me why then all of a sudden I got this massive wave of anxiety last night, literally nothing happened, I got in my head for some reason. I'm like "What if he's too nerdy, what if I could do better, what if he thinks I'm ugly, overanalyzing his pictures like can I do better, is he too XYZ" I'm sure my therapist would tell me that it's the projection of my own insecurities and also this is the first time I've talked to someone outside of any dating apps. We are going on a date next week and that will be my first real date which is also something I'm anxious about, also never had my first kiss and I'm a virgin so that's also weighing on me. (I recently lost a lot of weight too so that's why I never dated before, didn't feel good about myself).
I think my brain is just telling me to make problems so I don't have to be uncomfortable. I think too, we as a society have expected everyone to be so perfect and IMO terms like "red flags" and "ick" have severely impacted the way we talk about dating, at least for me. I think we are hyperaware of these things because of social media & creating problems where none would have existed in the past. (obviously, there are some literal red flags and icks, but something as simple as a guy singing or something like, we gotta stop getting icked out at normal things but now it's been drilled into my head and idk how to stop that)
I have therapy tomorrow thankfully so I'll be curious to see what she says but wanted to know if any first-timers have experienced this anxiety too, if so, how did you (or your therapist) help you navigate this?
2024.05.21 16:09 IChrisThereforeIAm Tuesday Morning Ramblings and A Poem: Chrissy's Story
Good morning everyone. As most of you may already be aware, last week I have decided to end things with my husband of 7 years. He moved all his belongings out last week, and I have been living in my apartment by myself. When I first met him 7 years back, we were both over the moon and we had gotten married just 3 months after dating. Things were amazing for a while, but shortly after we began to have a lot of problems. Mistakes were made of course, but we had tried to work through them as we both still loved each other very much. For 6 years, I supported his heart failure and took care of him. Paid all the bills, etc only up until last year when he was finally awarded money for his disability by the government.
Things just got really bad between us. Countless fights, screaming, stress, everything. I had realized that I fell out of love with him years ago, but was too afraid to speak honestly. And so the vicious cycle of fighting, tears, anguish, and sadness continued for years. We became roommates so to speak. I would work, come home, eat, and we were sleeping in separate rooms for years. I was too afraid to speak up and say anything. I became an empty, lifeless shell devoid of human emotion, and I barely recognized myself anymore. It was the most horrible feeling. I thought this perpetual cycle of madness was going to continue on infinitely. My mental state was fucked at this point.
So we continued on, I came back to Reddit...again as some of my followers know I had quite the history of coming and going. (Now you know why). I started to post characters again for fun, not really returning to full time sliders as it's a lot of work, but rather just sharing some fashion and faces I thought looked good. This simple thing made me feel happier despite how much pain I was dealing with internally. I made my first post here several weeks ago, and that same night I received a PM from a complete stranger that was really nice. It was a simple message, but it made me genuinely smile. Probably the first real genuine feeling I had felt in a long time. And something inside of me told me to respond. And so I did. And instantly my conversations day and night with said individual were the only thing I looked forward to. They brought me solace and happiness that I never knew I could even feel again. I really have came to know this individual really well and it turns out we both have very similar situations. It was the absolute most real and unreal thing I could fathom. At some point I questioned if this was real, because surely this was something that my subconscious just cooked up. I wouldn't have put it past it, as I was already so screwed up from a culmination of everything that had happened and everything currently going on. But I found myself rereading all of the conversations recently and the first time I heard his voice, I think I said something to him along the lines of "Oh my god, you're real."
And we continued talking every day and night since then, and I told him everything. Like...my entire life story. Fucking flood gates were open and i couldn't stop. I was one hundred percent completely open and honest with him and I've never been able to do that with anyone, not the man I was married to for 7 years....not even myself. He accepted me completely, flaws and all. And I realized that I was falling in love with him. That I do love him.
I had to start being honest with myself and those around me before it got to the point where I completely lost sight of myself. My marriage was already in shambles prior to this, and it was going to end regardless, but once he entered my life, I knew I had to speak up.
And so when I told him I wanted a divorce and asked him to move out, he tried to give me the ultimatum of I could stay in the marriage or I can continue talking to "dipshit". And I was seething and seeing absolute red. I chose Josh. And I told him that I never expected to fall in love with him, but I did. I told him he needs to leave because regardless of whether I had fallen in love or not, this was already and had been already long over. And so he packed his things and calmly left. I was expecting him to punch a hole through the apartment wall as he had done in the past. Because I was so used to the fighting and screaming. The calm departure threw me off. But once he left, I fell to the floor hysterically crying from a mix of so many emotions. I was alone. I was relieved. And I could finally start healing.
And to Josh, who I know will read this, but probably not comment...I love you. You mean more to me than you could realize and I can't wait to meet you in June. ❤️
And to my soon to be ex who won't be seeing this. These are my final words, because writing is my life blood, the very essence of my being:
Torture crawls and scrapes its claws, through my dampened corridors. Each lonely passage stinks of flesh, a labyrinth of echoed death.
Steel my darkness; absorb its pain, syringe despair just like cocaine. Hooked by your spell and through my heart, you scored my veins with kisses tart.
Liquid regret sucks from my skin, seeps through the dungeon deep within. Living, dying, dead existence, shallow stone, sinking resistance.
You said your heart was my true gift, but through cold eyes I sensed a mist. I saw behind your two-faced mind, your scheme to control clearly defined.
Etched realization chilled my soul. How could your love be lifeless coal? Was evilness pursed on your lips with every single deadly kiss?
Did you desire to burn disgust, upon man's love with poisoned bust? Was there ever somewhere deep within, a piece of love wrapped in thin sin?
Your eyes were blank, no love lived there. An empty book, full of blank stare. So now I write my final note, To tell you my love is revoked.
A heart like yours has only hate. A sprite disguised with angel bate. No longer will your tricks deceive and leach the energy from me.
So read these words from me to you, our love is dead so we are through. My heart's immune to your black spell, your love unreturned to rot in hell.
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Things just got really bad between us. Countless fights, screaming, stress, everything. I had realized that I fell out of love with him years ago, but was too afraid to speak honestly. And so the vicious cycle of fighting, tears, anguish, and sadness continued for years. We became roommates so to speak. I would work, come home, eat, and we were sleeping in separate rooms for years. I was too afraid to speak up and say anything. I became an empty, lifeless shell devoid of human emotion, and I barely recognized myself anymore. It was the most horrible feeling. I thought this perpetual cycle of madness was going to continue on infinitely. My mental state was fucked at this point.
So we continued on, I came back to Reddit...again as some of my followers know I had quite the history of coming and going. (Now you know why). I started to post characters again for fun, not really returning to full time sliders as it's a lot of work, but rather just sharing some fashion and faces I thought looked good. This simple thing made me feel happier despite how much pain I was dealing with internally. I made my first post here several weeks ago, and that same night I received a PM from a complete stranger that was really nice. It was a simple message, but it made me genuinely smile. Probably the first real genuine feeling I had felt in a long time. And something inside of me told me to respond. And so I did. And instantly my conversations day and night with said individual were the only thing I looked forward to. They brought me solace and happiness that I never knew I could even feel again. I really have came to know this individual really well and it turns out we both have very similar situations. It was the absolute most real and unreal thing I could fathom. At some point I questioned if this was real, because surely this was something that my subconscious just cooked up. I wouldn't have put it past it, as I was already so screwed up from a culmination of everything that had happened and everything currently going on. But I found myself rereading all of the conversations recently and the first time I heard his voice, I think I said something to him along the lines of "Oh my god, you're real."
And we continued talking every day and night since then, and I told him everything. Like...my entire life story. Fucking flood gates were open and i couldn't stop. I was one hundred percent completely open and honest with him and I've never been able to do that with anyone, not the man I was married to for 7 years....not even myself. He accepted me completely, flaws and all. And I realized that I was falling in love with him. That I do love him.
I had to start being honest with myself and those around me before it got to the point where I completely lost sight of myself. My marriage was already in shambles prior to this, and it was going to end regardless, but once he entered my life, I knew I had to speak up.
And so when I told him I wanted a divorce and asked him to move out, he tried to give me the ultimatum of I could stay in the marriage or I can continue talking to "dipshit". And I was seething and seeing absolute red. I chose Josh. And I told him that I never expected to fall in love with him, but I did. I told him he needs to leave because regardless of whether I had fallen in love or not, this was already and had been already long over. And so he packed his things and calmly left. I was expecting him to punch a hole through the apartment wall as he had done in the past. Because I was so used to the fighting and screaming. The calm departure threw me off. But once he left, I fell to the floor hysterically crying from a mix of so many emotions. I was alone. I was relieved. And I could finally start healing.
And to Josh, who I know will read this, but probably not comment...I love you. You mean more to me than you could realize and I can't wait to meet you in June. ❤️
And to my soon to be ex who won't be seeing this. These are my final words, because writing is my life blood, the very essence of my being:
Torture crawls and scrapes its claws, through my dampened corridors. Each lonely passage stinks of flesh, a labyrinth of echoed death.
Steel my darkness; absorb its pain, syringe despair just like cocaine. Hooked by your spell and through my heart, you scored my veins with kisses tart.
Liquid regret sucks from my skin, seeps through the dungeon deep within. Living, dying, dead existence, shallow stone, sinking resistance.
You said your heart was my true gift, but through cold eyes I sensed a mist. I saw behind your two-faced mind, your scheme to control clearly defined.
Etched realization chilled my soul. How could your love be lifeless coal? Was evilness pursed on your lips with every single deadly kiss?
Did you desire to burn disgust, upon man's love with poisoned bust? Was there ever somewhere deep within, a piece of love wrapped in thin sin?
Your eyes were blank, no love lived there. An empty book, full of blank stare. So now I write my final note, To tell you my love is revoked.
A heart like yours has only hate. A sprite disguised with angel bate. No longer will your tricks deceive and leach the energy from me.
So read these words from me to you, our love is dead so we are through. My heart's immune to your black spell, your love unreturned to rot in hell.
2024.05.21 16:05 MrsTaco18 Update: bright red dots in pregnancy
 | I posted a few months ago about some bright red spots that were appearing on my face and chest (and a few elsewhere too) during my pregnancy. I believe they were spider angiomas, so thank you to the commenters who identified that! submitted by MrsTaco18 to 30PlusSkinCare [link] [comments] I am two weeks postpartum now and pleased to say they are rapidly fading away. I just wanted to give hope to any others experiencing this as a pregnancy symptom, they can definitely go away on their own without needing to be zapped. |
2024.05.21 16:05 heroseforhigher [FOR SALE] UPDATED PRICES - rare bright eyes box set, Mitski Imt, Soul Glo, why?, ogbert the nerd
UPDATED PRICES.
All prices include shipping in the U.S. You can check my post history, I have a long history of selling records and books on here with no issues. I’m open to offers on everything but no trades as I need the money.
Bright Eyes boxset the studio albums 2000-2011 ($190) mint in every way. No record ever played.
Mitski - be the cowboy in Coke bottle green with white handkerchief ($34) mint.
Camp Cope - running with the hurricane on half pink half silver. ($14) still in shrink and mint.
Why? - aokohio on 10” red, blue, and yellow records hand numbered 879/1000 ($30) in mint condition.
Soul Glo - diaspora problems on black and gold half and half ($30) mint and still in the shrink
Ogbert the nerd - I don’t hate you on bumble bee yellow ($25) mint and never played
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All prices include shipping in the U.S. You can check my post history, I have a long history of selling records and books on here with no issues. I’m open to offers on everything but no trades as I need the money.
Bright Eyes boxset the studio albums 2000-2011 ($190) mint in every way. No record ever played.
Mitski - be the cowboy in Coke bottle green with white handkerchief ($34) mint.
Camp Cope - running with the hurricane on half pink half silver. ($14) still in shrink and mint.
Why? - aokohio on 10” red, blue, and yellow records hand numbered 879/1000 ($30) in mint condition.
Soul Glo - diaspora problems on black and gold half and half ($30) mint and still in the shrink
Ogbert the nerd - I don’t hate you on bumble bee yellow ($25) mint and never played
2024.05.21 16:04 Girls_Just_Wana_Swim The Sea's Princess: Sylvia Rhodes of The Caribbean
Sylvia https://imgur.com/gallery/GK6ShZQ
Birthday: August 22, 2024
Godrent: Triton , Leiutenant of the sea..
Identity: Female (she/her), straight ally
Triton: father, never met him, hopes he's cool (and possibly hopes he'll give her something if they ever reunite), Greek god
Naomi Rhodes: Kira's wife, stepmom, spoils Sylvia as well, 35, filmstar
Cerberus: her little black lab puppy, 3 months old, not the actual cerberus
Sylvia had, unironically, drenched a saleswoman in water from the mall fountain when the woman tried to touch her. Of course; Sylvia doesn't like that. No permission? No access. That's how she works. So of course she did not take kindly to a 'lowly salesperson' grabbing her 3,000 dollar faux-fur jacket.
When her mother explained everything, it seemed that everyone was in the loop. Her mom, her maid, her stepmom, everyone but her. But whatever.
Sylvia was born on one of the Caribbean islands and her and her mother moved to California when her mom stopped representing the Bahamas in the Olympics. That was when her mom's job took off like a rocket. And there she was, the rich, pretty, smart, popular girl at school who came from abroad (or about abroad at it can bs counted) and whose mom(s) were famous. Everyone wanted to be her, or with her, or something like that.
When she was 12, she'd gotten into a bad accident resulting in her scar. And she's ashamed of it.
Then, one of those 'stupid dog penguins' attacked Sylvia while she was at a beach party her school was hosting. Then her moms whisked her away to camp, where she was left to, as she put it, shrivel up and die.
She flicks her dreads over her shoulder and starts to walk into camp, standing tall and walking proud. Her while suitcases were all attached to eachother aside from her purse, which hung from her shoulder whilst she dragged the suitcases. She was not happy about this, but atleast her parents allowed her to pack whatever she wished.
So now she made her way down the hill, her silver ring shimmering with a seafoam green sheen. Of course, her Trident was hidden within it.
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Sylvia Rhodes
"One whom strives is one whom succeeds.."
Age: 15Birthday: August 22, 2024
Godrent: Triton , Leiutenant of the sea..
Identity: Female (she/her), straight ally
Appearance:
Ebony skin, she always wears her hair in fashionable dreads with silver beads strewn through it. Heterechromia: One bright blue eye and one interestingly red-pink eye. No one can explain where it comes from. She has a scar down, diagonal, through her red-pink eye, she covers it with makeup often. Sylvia has snakebite piercings on either side of her bottom lip, that she switches out for shiny metals often, as if changing clothes. Her hair kind of moves like water.Personality:
Bratty rich girl - She gets what she wants, doesn't matter how she has to achieve it. If she wants it, it's her's. She gets angry easily and is good when it comes to manipulation and playing the victim. She's a bully, you're different? Weirdo. Kind of bully.Family:
Kira Rhodes: mother, famous model and ex-olympic swimmer, gives her daughter whatever she wants, 39Triton: father, never met him, hopes he's cool (and possibly hopes he'll give her something if they ever reunite), Greek god
Naomi Rhodes: Kira's wife, stepmom, spoils Sylvia as well, 35, filmstar
Cerberus: her little black lab puppy, 3 months old, not the actual cerberus
Powers:
Weapons:
Trident - "it's pretty and practical, okay, darling?" High heel - "look, they're always there. It makes sense."Background...
Sylvia was 13 when her mother had to tell her the truth, who her father was.Sylvia had, unironically, drenched a saleswoman in water from the mall fountain when the woman tried to touch her. Of course; Sylvia doesn't like that. No permission? No access. That's how she works. So of course she did not take kindly to a 'lowly salesperson' grabbing her 3,000 dollar faux-fur jacket.
When her mother explained everything, it seemed that everyone was in the loop. Her mom, her maid, her stepmom, everyone but her. But whatever.
Sylvia was born on one of the Caribbean islands and her and her mother moved to California when her mom stopped representing the Bahamas in the Olympics. That was when her mom's job took off like a rocket. And there she was, the rich, pretty, smart, popular girl at school who came from abroad (or about abroad at it can bs counted) and whose mom(s) were famous. Everyone wanted to be her, or with her, or something like that.
When she was 12, she'd gotten into a bad accident resulting in her scar. And she's ashamed of it.
Then, one of those 'stupid dog penguins' attacked Sylvia while she was at a beach party her school was hosting. Then her moms whisked her away to camp, where she was left to, as she put it, shrivel up and die.
Present...
Sylvia stood at the edge of camp, wearing her baby blue tank-top crop-top and gray jeans with her (3,000 dollar) faux-fur jacket. Her blue heels weren't sinking in the dirt, yet.She flicks her dreads over her shoulder and starts to walk into camp, standing tall and walking proud. Her while suitcases were all attached to eachother aside from her purse, which hung from her shoulder whilst she dragged the suitcases. She was not happy about this, but atleast her parents allowed her to pack whatever she wished.
So now she made her way down the hill, her silver ring shimmering with a seafoam green sheen. Of course, her Trident was hidden within it.
2024.05.21 16:03 Bonkers27 Buffalo hump pain, rosacea
Has anyone had pain with their buffalo hump? I feel like it is pushing down on ny neck and spine and causing issues.
I also randomly have rosacea. I figure that could be coincidence but I know red face is part of it?
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I also randomly have rosacea. I figure that could be coincidence but I know red face is part of it?
2024.05.21 15:58 Hearing_Thin Her name was Ulib
[this is a gypsum-bound codex, the written portion concerns the history of the dwarven village Scarletswords. Overall, the prose is amateurish at best]
She was a necromancer from Dartmarrow, servant of Jerac, and a mother of five. Her needs were never met, she always had more gods than we had shrines, she was always hungry for the food and drink she couldn't have.
No one knows why she left Dartmarrow, and joined the rinky-dink outpost Scarletswords, but she earned her keep when our numbers were barely above a couple dozen....that's a lie, she did very little for us. She was always tired, slow to recover, and without any relief, save for when she would cry upon the shoulder of Ikzet, our expedition leader, or someone else in a similar position of power.
She eventually was placed into a squad, a solo squad. She was an experienced swordsdwarf, albeit rusty, which was why she was placed on training regiments to sharpen her skills back up. Her training was solo, as was her squadron, precisely because of the unknown factors of her venture into dark magics.
None of us had seen anything of the sort before, we knew little of the tales, but we knew enough to be frightful. She understood that, she didn't resent it, but it did weigh upon her. Why did she come here? Perhaps, Swordscarlet was her escape, the creations of necromancers are often times painful accidents, was that the same for her children?
There's no point in speculating upon it, for she died in her best attempt at defending us. Those goblin "poets" and "traders" whom we caught onto much too late led a army 40 strong, they watched and waited until we stretched ourselves thin with hubris, all our squads sent out upon missions of extermination for goblin encampments, small enough for easy slaughter, easy glory.
We were defenseless, except for her. As the goblins awaited our parley, beating their shields, and giggling amongst themselves, we prayed, and we readied ourselves. She prayed at the shrines of each of her gods, she was in a trance. Our messengers returned, as did our forces.
There are no words to describe it in truth, all I can say, is that I was not a hero. I finished one limping goblin off, with a sword I picked up from one of our fallen soldiers. My fellow dwarves were heroes that day, and I will not allow anyone to say that Ulib wasn't either, inspite of what happened.
She joined our forces as they rushed the goblin horde, for every two goblins we felled, we lost one soldier, at that rate, our casualties would've been far lower. But she was afraid, and she made a mistake. In a pit surrounded by fallen goblins, with more approaching upon the hill above her, she raised them, as mad and malignant corpses.
Her undead charged the goblin horde, as our forces approached to clean up, they were betrayed; for she had no control over her own summons. Soon, her murder-lusting summons turned claws and blades to her. Her stabbings at the chest of the zombie did little to slow it, as it lashed her throat and her face, the bits of it left flying off in an arc.
She stumbled away from the battlefield, and collapsed. Our numbers were 94 strong before the invasion, and by my count as of the summer of 294, we are down to 73. The migrants whom have arrived in the time since then have told us of much worse battles, of outposts being utterly sacked by goblin invasions, and by undead forces.
I am not foolish enough to think our loses extraordinary, or unprecedented in it's tragedy, however, I am just foolish enough to believe myself capable and worthy of recording their memory. Those who are reading this will know barely enough of what losses we suffered, and worse yet, they will not know of the joys we created.
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She was a necromancer from Dartmarrow, servant of Jerac, and a mother of five. Her needs were never met, she always had more gods than we had shrines, she was always hungry for the food and drink she couldn't have.
No one knows why she left Dartmarrow, and joined the rinky-dink outpost Scarletswords, but she earned her keep when our numbers were barely above a couple dozen....that's a lie, she did very little for us. She was always tired, slow to recover, and without any relief, save for when she would cry upon the shoulder of Ikzet, our expedition leader, or someone else in a similar position of power.
She eventually was placed into a squad, a solo squad. She was an experienced swordsdwarf, albeit rusty, which was why she was placed on training regiments to sharpen her skills back up. Her training was solo, as was her squadron, precisely because of the unknown factors of her venture into dark magics.
None of us had seen anything of the sort before, we knew little of the tales, but we knew enough to be frightful. She understood that, she didn't resent it, but it did weigh upon her. Why did she come here? Perhaps, Swordscarlet was her escape, the creations of necromancers are often times painful accidents, was that the same for her children?
There's no point in speculating upon it, for she died in her best attempt at defending us. Those goblin "poets" and "traders" whom we caught onto much too late led a army 40 strong, they watched and waited until we stretched ourselves thin with hubris, all our squads sent out upon missions of extermination for goblin encampments, small enough for easy slaughter, easy glory.
We were defenseless, except for her. As the goblins awaited our parley, beating their shields, and giggling amongst themselves, we prayed, and we readied ourselves. She prayed at the shrines of each of her gods, she was in a trance. Our messengers returned, as did our forces.
There are no words to describe it in truth, all I can say, is that I was not a hero. I finished one limping goblin off, with a sword I picked up from one of our fallen soldiers. My fellow dwarves were heroes that day, and I will not allow anyone to say that Ulib wasn't either, inspite of what happened.
She joined our forces as they rushed the goblin horde, for every two goblins we felled, we lost one soldier, at that rate, our casualties would've been far lower. But she was afraid, and she made a mistake. In a pit surrounded by fallen goblins, with more approaching upon the hill above her, she raised them, as mad and malignant corpses.
Her undead charged the goblin horde, as our forces approached to clean up, they were betrayed; for she had no control over her own summons. Soon, her murder-lusting summons turned claws and blades to her. Her stabbings at the chest of the zombie did little to slow it, as it lashed her throat and her face, the bits of it left flying off in an arc.
She stumbled away from the battlefield, and collapsed. Our numbers were 94 strong before the invasion, and by my count as of the summer of 294, we are down to 73. The migrants whom have arrived in the time since then have told us of much worse battles, of outposts being utterly sacked by goblin invasions, and by undead forces.
I am not foolish enough to think our loses extraordinary, or unprecedented in it's tragedy, however, I am just foolish enough to believe myself capable and worthy of recording their memory. Those who are reading this will know barely enough of what losses we suffered, and worse yet, they will not know of the joys we created.
2024.05.21 15:58 Mysterious_Post813 Ideas for stat mods for homebrew classes WW1
Hello, I am a first time keeper and plan on doing a test game with a few friends. In the meantime i have been brain storming a homebrew campaign based in WW1 on the Western inspired by Amnesia: The bunker. I have made 6 classes based on types of troops during ww1 and am unsure of how to make fair stat bonuses and negatives as i dont have much experiences with the game yet. i want the classes to fit a specific playstyle and want to make them all feel uniqe from each other, any suggestions are welcome as this is very much a work in progress project
Below i have the classes that ive made (sorry for the horrendous paragraphs ive copied this from my google doc)
Classes available for this campaign:
Raider- A lowly Trench raider they thrive in tight spaces and close encounters.
Quick on their feet, and tougher than nails their ability to think quickly through
An ever adapting battlefield is how they survive the most hopeless of battles.
Through all they have to do, seeing their comrades fall, having to dispatch the
enemy within arms reach, and the very real chance of losing their lives in a filthy
trench they fail to keep their heads on straight, they tend to be Hotheads and
very blunt with their words.
made them very efficient at planning and setting up defenses. Their ability
to stay sane whilst being bombarded by shellfire is unmatched and often
very reliable to keep morale high through cracking jokes, They take pride
in their hard work and dedication for their cause.
Great strategic minds and bring morale to their troops. Their ability to
think of solutions to complex solutions and pre plan is unmatched by anyone
in the foxhole.
any soldier can wish to be on the field with them. Very caring and easy to
get along with they keep their heads on straight in the worst of conditions
Though they can keep themselves calm during troubling times they've seen
the worst of it especially whilst treating the wounded, they find it hard to sleep
at night. Even with the horrors they've witnessed they still keep a brave face.
at gathering information for their troops. Their ability to shoot accurately is unmatched. Marksman a great at hiding and can easily set up ambushes for the enemy but seem. struggle in close quarters making them stress any tight battles.
rounds of ammunition. Their fortitude is unique, they are used to the sound of constant
gunfire and have come to terms with being shot at while suppressing their opposition
making them one of the bravest soldiers on the field. Though they may be strong they
still must carry some of the heaviest equipment around making them more ideal for
hunkering down and controlling an area instead of running and gunning.
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Below i have the classes that ive made (sorry for the horrendous paragraphs ive copied this from my google doc)
Classes available for this campaign:
Raider- A lowly Trench raider they thrive in tight spaces and close encounters.
Quick on their feet, and tougher than nails their ability to think quickly through
An ever adapting battlefield is how they survive the most hopeless of battles.
Through all they have to do, seeing their comrades fall, having to dispatch the
enemy within arms reach, and the very real chance of losing their lives in a filthy
trench they fail to keep their heads on straight, they tend to be Hotheads and
very blunt with their words.
- Starts with a choice of a trench shotgun or Mp18 Smg
- Starts with a trench mace
- Starts with a metal chestplate
- Starts with 2 grenades
made them very efficient at planning and setting up defenses. Their ability
to stay sane whilst being bombarded by shellfire is unmatched and often
very reliable to keep morale high through cracking jokes, They take pride
in their hard work and dedication for their cause.
- Starts with a Lee enfield
- Starts with a trench periscope and folding shovel
- Starts with a 1 frag grenade and 1 gas grenade
Great strategic minds and bring morale to their troops. Their ability to
think of solutions to complex solutions and pre plan is unmatched by anyone
in the foxhole.
- Starts a Pedersen device pistol caliber semi rifle
- Starts with a Webley Mk IV revolver
- Starts with Trench whistle (i want this to buff allies with drawbacks, something like buffs movement speed while lowering sanity)
- Starts with Saber
- Starts with Scr-54 portable radio
any soldier can wish to be on the field with them. Very caring and easy to
get along with they keep their heads on straight in the worst of conditions
Though they can keep themselves calm during troubling times they've seen
the worst of it especially whilst treating the wounded, they find it hard to sleep
at night. Even with the horrors they've witnessed they still keep a brave face.
- Starts with a standard issued medical kit
- Starts with a Colt m1911
- Starts with a multi purpose knife
- Starts with 2 smoke grenades
at gathering information for their troops. Their ability to shoot accurately is unmatched. Marksman a great at hiding and can easily set up ambushes for the enemy but seem. struggle in close quarters making them stress any tight battles.
- Starts with SMLE Mk4 with scope
- Starts with binoculars
- Starts with 2 tripwire mines
- Starts with a Scr-54 Radio
rounds of ammunition. Their fortitude is unique, they are used to the sound of constant
gunfire and have come to terms with being shot at while suppressing their opposition
making them one of the bravest soldiers on the field. Though they may be strong they
still must carry some of the heaviest equipment around making them more ideal for
hunkering down and controlling an area instead of running and gunning.
- Starts with Lewis gun
- Starts with deployable crate of ammo
- Starts with a mallet
- Starts with chest plate and experimental facial armor
2024.05.21 15:54 nxnje Celest Relentless Review (IEM)
 | TL:DR for those who have no time nor willingness to read the full review: submitted by nxnje to headphones [link] [comments]
INTRODUCTIONCelest, a sub-brand of Kinera, is broadening its range with a new addition called Relentless. Initially, there was some confusion with the Pandamon 2.0, but the distinct driver configuration and the released photos of both products have since clarified the differences. In this review, I will delve into the details of this set and share my personal take on each aspect of the product.Disclaimer: the Celest Relentless were sent to me by HiFiGO so that I could write an honest review. This review represents my personal opinion on the set, it isn’t a promotional or paid content and I don’t get any revenue from the sales of this product. At the time of the review, the Celest Relentless were on sale for $169.99 at HiFiGO$.https://preview.redd.it/9fu4e6zpas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=117631c2ca3d26cadc78ac11ab47708bdeb770a8 TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS
PACKAGINGThe packaging is good looking and rather elegant, and contains:
https://preview.redd.it/rx5q6o2uas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=42b73be48fed120ec063eef78796d8e179f3abb7 https://preview.redd.it/elj10w2uas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=721982d06e286d110865df187a43ff9ebcda6c43 https://preview.redd.it/cxjwtu2uas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ad1d645c5ced618b8b199c95db63e3f076a5f6a4 DESIGN, BUILD QUALITY, COMFORT AND ISOLATIONThe Celest Relentless are pretty big and thick and look amazing thanks to the coloured and refined design of the faceplate. The build quality is great, they are pretty lightweight for the size and the nozzle is neither too long nor too short, sporting a useful nozzle lip (which is good news).https://preview.redd.it/dgwie51zas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=69990fe9ddd101012c361b6a66684bda8fc8f6c4 https://preview.redd.it/a4md271zas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b5637ff88e9af9e98f3aa68db6424fe708dc81d1 https://preview.redd.it/kayec61zas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4ea1522c8ae0296247f7516cd8050d1b0c14ecec https://preview.redd.it/oprtg51zas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1faeb3a209dd4c63987af2108db9caf1b3f1b95e https://preview.redd.it/l4h8v41zas1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7fd5efea497fef293f9d5ed71f7825645b8a87ee CABLEThe cable is very good and it also looks durable, even though this is nothing to be surprised by considering the price range. If there’s a thing that makes this cable great, then it is the modular plug: by unscrewing the 3.5mm jack, one can swap it with the 4.4mm jack included in the box, providing for more versatility if a balanced output is needed/preferred.Other than this, nothing new: we find the usual chin slider and no microphone control on the cable. https://preview.redd.it/gulgucz2bs1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8760be3bb668beac291f2342389c384cee92fec4 https://preview.redd.it/qfdcxbz2bs1d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e617882be143899218f8f390d22fb5c86017179e SOUNDGEAR USED FOR THE TEST
An amplifier is not strictly needed but it’s recommended. The Relentless scale pretty well and pair well with warm sources due to their bright nature. Sound signature The Celest Relentless follow a bright V-shaped signature with some treble emphasis and a low-end shelf. If you are looking for a Harman tuned set, you should probably skip this one.
How the stock tips impact the sound signature:
Some comparisons:Celest Relentless vs Simgot EM6LPrice is quite different yet both are hybrids placed between 100$ and 200$. The Relentless have a more robust and more textured the low-end (especially in the midbass region), whereas the EM6L have a richer midrange and more natural male vocals; female vocals, instead, sound more detailed and energetic on the Relentless yet a bit more natural and intimate on the EM6L. Both are kinda bright on top but the treble extension is better on the Relentless, even though the EM6L provide for a slightly smoother transition between the upper midrange and the lower midrange (with less occasions of sibilance). The timbre is nice on both but the EM6L sound a bit more natural, while the Relentless are less accurate from a timbrical perspective yet more fun and technical to listen to, with slightly better instrument separation and a more expansive soundstage. The imaging is not that different and the EM6L compete pretty well in this regard, even though the Relentless have more space to place everything properly and feels more “holographic”. When it comes to the build quality, accessories, cable and isolation, it’s an easy win for the Relentless, even though the smaller size of the EM6L may be better for some people out there.Celest Relentless vs Celest Phoenixcall Different driver configuration yet same company and similar price bracket: ok, let’s do it. The Relentless are brighter but they somehow feel less “thin” in the treble and sound more appealing and “correct” from a timbrical standpoint. In fact, the sub-bass extension is better on the Relentless and provides for a fuller and more engaging sound. The midbass is very good on both sets but the Relentless have better bass textures and better body, whereas the Phoenixcall compete with slightly faster transients when it comes to rapid basslines. The midrange is recessed on both sets but the Relentless do better in terms of vocals: the fuller low-end makes sure that male vocals don’t disappear and the smoother upper midrange emphasis gives more body and energy to female vocals (they sounded thinner and less natural on the Phoenixcall due to the earlier emphasis followed by a dip). The detail retrieval is very good on both sets too, but the Relentless are more proficient and pack a better treble extension (they also cost more, so it was expected). Soundstage is wider and deeper on the Relentless, whereas the height is similar. Imaging is better on the Relentless. The Relentless come with a slightly more versatile cable, but when it comes to build quality, isolation and comfort, they are comparable (even though the smaller shells of the Phoenixcall will appeal to more people).Celest Relentless vs Simgot EA1000 Not really fair to compare a hybrid setup with a single DD set, but let’s try anyway. In terms of timbre/tonality, bass body/depth and vocals, there’s no competition: the EA1000 just sound like a more mature set. From a technical perspective, though, the Relentless compete quite well: the sub-bass has better extension, the bass is very speedy and it’s well textured (yet not as full bodied as on the EA1000), there’s lots of detail, the treble extension is very good (eveN though slightly less natural than on the EA1000) and both imaging and soundstage are slightly more clinical than on the EA1000. It’s unfair to compare these since the EA1000 avoid any incoherence that could come from the usage of different drivers, but it’s also true that the Relentless is not getting completely destroyed (which is good news). I would still pick the EA1000 hands down (it’s a more natural set with much better bass quality, richer mids and they also have that effortless way to reproduce every track correctly) but the Relentless really show Celest’s ability to keep up with proficient driver implementations. Anyways, the target is slightly different: those who want a single DD IEM will still pick a single DD IEM and those who search for a hybrid will only want that. When it comes to cable, accessories and isolation, the Relentless win hands down, whereas the EA1000 look like a slightly more premium set and come in a smaller-sized shell. Final ThoughtsAfter the so-so Pandamon 2.0, Celest managed to score a very nice goal. The Celest Relentless are yet another proof that Celest know how to properly fit and implement different drivers without actually killing the overall cohesiveness. For sure, there is still room for improvement (i.e. the occasional sibilance and the slight touch of BA timbre), but the overall sound is pleasant and smooth for a hybrid configuration and the technical performance is up to the expectations for a 150$-200$ hybrid set. It will be hard to recommend these to those who don’t like bright IEMs or V-shaped tunings, but except for those people everyone else will find the Relentless a fun and technically proficient IEM that will provide for very engaging and musical listening sessions. |
2024.05.21 15:53 onceuponatimeline__ period came late, now it won’t stop
So my (24f) period came late this month, and I attributed that to two factors. 1) I changed my diet this month and stopped eating meat. 2) I was really stressed this month. My period started 8 days late and seemed to be going normally. But now it’s been 10 days since it started and I’m still bleeding. This has never happened to me, usually I bleed for 5-6 days and then it stops completely. On days 8-9 it was mostly just brown discharge, so I wasn’t too concerned. But today (day 10) there is fresh, bright red blood again. And a good amount of it. Any idea of what might be happening? And at what point should I talk to my gyno? I was there about 7 months ago and she told me then that everything was normal.
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2024.05.21 15:53 ComprehensiveTea9228 Sensitive to paracetamol? Do I need to seek further treatment?
I'm British 34F, 156cm and maintain around 16% body fat. Eat a high protein and fibre diet, avoid eating UPF. No other medical conditions, never been to hospital before and usually slather white tiger balm or patches on my forehead for headaches.
I moved from Japan to SE Asia temporarily for work. After being here for 2.5 months I was getting the worst headaches of my life when my wisdom teeth started coming through. The headaches were concentrated above my left eye and blurred my vision in my left eye.
I went to a dentist within an English speaking hospital who said my wisdom teeth were fine but they recommended I went to the onsite pharmacy due to the headaches. They gave me 8/500mg co-codamol (effervescent tablets) and wrote 'Max 3 per day' on the packet in English.
I took 1 a day for the first 4 days, none of the 5th and 6th days and then took 1 a day for the following 4 days. 8 within 10 days.
The morning after I took the last tablet I woke up with jaundice - eye whites, face, chest, abdomen and arms. I also had diarrhoea, sore throat, lots of spots on my lower face, a different type of headache that felt more like swelling on the top of my head, feeling dizzy whenever I sat up/down and very fatigued.
I went to a different hospital and paid for a blood, kidney and liver test and was told it came back on the high side of normal. They said the dose I took wasn't consistent with my symptoms and I may be sensitive to paracetamol and may have Gilbert's syndrome. They said to come back if the jaundice worsened or I started feeling pain in my abdomen - thankfully neither happened.
It's now 8 days since I took the last tablet and I still have a hint of jaundice, it has gone down though and my skin is usually very cool toned. I still feel extremely tired, I usually exercise most days (rowing and weights) but at the moment my thighs and calfs feel exhausted after walking up 3 flights of stairs.
Do I need to do anything else/seek more medical attention? Will this damage my liver in the longterm? I'm here for another 6 weeks. Excuse the throwaway, a bit too personal for my main.
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I moved from Japan to SE Asia temporarily for work. After being here for 2.5 months I was getting the worst headaches of my life when my wisdom teeth started coming through. The headaches were concentrated above my left eye and blurred my vision in my left eye.
I went to a dentist within an English speaking hospital who said my wisdom teeth were fine but they recommended I went to the onsite pharmacy due to the headaches. They gave me 8/500mg co-codamol (effervescent tablets) and wrote 'Max 3 per day' on the packet in English.
I took 1 a day for the first 4 days, none of the 5th and 6th days and then took 1 a day for the following 4 days. 8 within 10 days.
The morning after I took the last tablet I woke up with jaundice - eye whites, face, chest, abdomen and arms. I also had diarrhoea, sore throat, lots of spots on my lower face, a different type of headache that felt more like swelling on the top of my head, feeling dizzy whenever I sat up/down and very fatigued.
I went to a different hospital and paid for a blood, kidney and liver test and was told it came back on the high side of normal. They said the dose I took wasn't consistent with my symptoms and I may be sensitive to paracetamol and may have Gilbert's syndrome. They said to come back if the jaundice worsened or I started feeling pain in my abdomen - thankfully neither happened.
It's now 8 days since I took the last tablet and I still have a hint of jaundice, it has gone down though and my skin is usually very cool toned. I still feel extremely tired, I usually exercise most days (rowing and weights) but at the moment my thighs and calfs feel exhausted after walking up 3 flights of stairs.
Do I need to do anything else/seek more medical attention? Will this damage my liver in the longterm? I'm here for another 6 weeks. Excuse the throwaway, a bit too personal for my main.
2024.05.21 15:52 kitty_kate_93 6 month old wakes a lot during the night
Hi. I'm just trying my luck here as well. (I've read a couple of the old posts). For context purposes: 6 month old baby, breastfed, bed-sharing with mom, breastfed to sleep or rocked to sleep, 3 naps with a total of 2.5h, bedtime at 19-20.30, wake-up at 7-8.
Baby was sleeping solid hours before the 4 month regression (more like 3 month regression for us). After we were out of it, baby started to sleep 4-5h of sleep in the first part with wakings at 3-2-1 hours after that. Then she had a period of waking every 3 hours. All of this was okay-ish. Now she is awake every 2 hours, sometimes every 1 hour. Maybe awake is a harsh word, more like she moves and if i don't notice her she cries. A few times i just touch her face or hand and she drifts to sleep other times i have to nurse her and she drifts to sleep after 10 minutes.
It could be her teeth shifting, the gums are a bit red, but not swollen.
Any tips on what i could try to reduce her wakings?
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Baby was sleeping solid hours before the 4 month regression (more like 3 month regression for us). After we were out of it, baby started to sleep 4-5h of sleep in the first part with wakings at 3-2-1 hours after that. Then she had a period of waking every 3 hours. All of this was okay-ish. Now she is awake every 2 hours, sometimes every 1 hour. Maybe awake is a harsh word, more like she moves and if i don't notice her she cries. A few times i just touch her face or hand and she drifts to sleep other times i have to nurse her and she drifts to sleep after 10 minutes.
It could be her teeth shifting, the gums are a bit red, but not swollen.
Any tips on what i could try to reduce her wakings?
2024.05.21 15:49 x0AK0x I'm tired
I'm so tired, all I can do is lay on my back and just stare into nothing, closing my eyes opening my eyes, it doesn't matter, I just lay there as almost all of my senses get cancelled, feeling nothing from the outside world, somewhy i start feeling my heart beats, at every limb, at every finger, at my face, I feel it pushing blood into my vessels, and pulling it out of my veins... It's painful... It's annoying, I want it to stop... I feel like reaching into my chest and pulling my heart out of it... As I pull it it takes with it every vessel, every vain, every artery out of my body, as a sensation of emptiness slowly seeks into my limbs while my vessels are being pulled out of my body like hair from dough
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2024.05.21 15:47 ArtyMarq Recommendations for CBD for Cat
So I have this younger Tux male (fixed) who seems to be casuing some tension with my other 2 (male and female fixed). I also have 3 dogs and he is completely fine with them; walks around the backyard with them, plays with them ect. My tux gets into fights with the other male, 99% of the time they aren't bad but there have been 1 or 2 times some hair was removed, screams were made and the older male would end up with a scratch on his nose or face. Nothing that warranted a vet trip. Our Tux also likes to chase after our female and not playfully either as well as stalker and get into fights. I would be in a room with my female and he would walk in and automatically puff his chest and pose like he was going to attack her and smack at her while hissing and now it has gotten to the point where our female is peeing outside the litter box and onto dirty clothes, not everytime but about twice a month for the last 3 months. We took her to the vet to make sure she didn't have anything medically wrong with her and they gave her a clean bill of health. We explained the situation and the vet thinks she is stressed. It has gotten to the point where we are sadly considering rehoming him. Our vet suggested to give him CBD to try and get him to relax which might help with her stress. Does anyone have any experience with their cats and CBD and might have a brand or recommendation they would suggest?
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2024.05.21 15:46 Ok_Representative342 Any help is appreciated! 🙏🏼
 | Hello all, I have been trying to find the courage to get on here and post one of my personal biggest insecurities despite how minor it is in comparison to others who are/have suffered more than I have with this. I am a 33-year-old male who struggled greatly with cystic acne throughout my teens and into my 20s. The acne has since improved but I still get minor breakouts here and there. The cystic acne was painful and embarrassing, I would find any way possible to hide or cover myself up, even going as far as using my mom‘s make up to cover the redness and swelling that I would experience. Unfortunately, I was not wise enough to leave my face alone and did not have the means at the time to seek the proper help so I am now dealing with the aftermath of it. My scars are mostly around my jawline and on my temples, some deeper than others and highly visible under the right lighting (don’t think these pics really do it justice). My cheeks also have enlarged pores, and I have uneven skin tone throughout my entire face (redness, dark spots). Not sure if it was caught well in these pictures but undearound my jawline I have what’s basically a dark patch of skin and mild scars from all the acne that I had in this area. Now as an adult, I’m very insecure about it and I’m seeking help or recommendations on what I can do to improve my skin tone as well as scarring in the enlarged pores. Thank you all in advance for the value that you add to this community. It feels great to have somewhere to be able to be vulnerable and talk about this openly. submitted by Ok_Representative342 to SkincareAddicts [link] [comments] |
2024.05.21 15:43 Zero_Flesh David Bell
Clearly many out there in Reds county are done with David Bell. I'm not here to defend him necessarily but to put things into perspective. I'll link a great podcast that isn't too long that has a great segment on this. If you don't listen to this already definitely check it out.
David Bell is not the problem. He is the face of the problem. If the Reds fired Bell today what do you think would happen? They'd hire another David Bell only this one would not be beloved by the players. The Cincinnati Reds handle their team in a way where honestly, the manager is really only the guy that implements the decision made above his pay grade. This team, starting from top down, plays the numbers. Bell is given a certain amount of tools that he can use and other than when they make a mound visit or something like that, Bell isn't deciding anything. The anylictics department is.
Do you think Bell is making the lineups? No. He's not. What about who's on the MLB team and who's in AAA? No. Who stays and who gets traded? No. He's definitely not deciding who gets hurt. He's definitely not deciding how the FO wants the coaches to handle the players. This just isn't an old school team where the manager makes decisions based on the feel of the game and David Bell is just a cog in that machine.
The Reds aren't going to fire him so he's here whether we like it or not. If they fired Bell today nothing would be different tomorrow. Idk who they'd even hire. They definitely aren't bringing in anyone that wants to ignore the FO and numbers guys and Krall etc etc and play the game the way we want them them to. This organization just isn't run that way.
Anyway. Don't listen to me. These guys explain this much better than me. They have a show everyday and talk about the games and what's on everyone's minds. I highly suggest it and I think they hit the nail on the head with this David Bell situation. So before I'm attacked in the comments at least take 30 min to listen to this. Then you can argue with me lol.
https://open.spotify.com/episode/4NWHfaS6u6imzljc4jFzrm?si=72CSZt-zQDSxZBCWg71AAQ
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David Bell is not the problem. He is the face of the problem. If the Reds fired Bell today what do you think would happen? They'd hire another David Bell only this one would not be beloved by the players. The Cincinnati Reds handle their team in a way where honestly, the manager is really only the guy that implements the decision made above his pay grade. This team, starting from top down, plays the numbers. Bell is given a certain amount of tools that he can use and other than when they make a mound visit or something like that, Bell isn't deciding anything. The anylictics department is.
Do you think Bell is making the lineups? No. He's not. What about who's on the MLB team and who's in AAA? No. Who stays and who gets traded? No. He's definitely not deciding who gets hurt. He's definitely not deciding how the FO wants the coaches to handle the players. This just isn't an old school team where the manager makes decisions based on the feel of the game and David Bell is just a cog in that machine.
The Reds aren't going to fire him so he's here whether we like it or not. If they fired Bell today nothing would be different tomorrow. Idk who they'd even hire. They definitely aren't bringing in anyone that wants to ignore the FO and numbers guys and Krall etc etc and play the game the way we want them them to. This organization just isn't run that way.
Anyway. Don't listen to me. These guys explain this much better than me. They have a show everyday and talk about the games and what's on everyone's minds. I highly suggest it and I think they hit the nail on the head with this David Bell situation. So before I'm attacked in the comments at least take 30 min to listen to this. Then you can argue with me lol.
https://open.spotify.com/episode/4NWHfaS6u6imzljc4jFzrm?si=72CSZt-zQDSxZBCWg71AAQ
2024.05.21 15:42 PuzzleheadedJelly394 confused as to if my ex (18f) still has feelings for me (19m) 8 months later?
so for context me and my ex started dating in january 2023. it was a really good and healthy long distance relationship (NY to FL) and i took many trips to see her and i even went on vacation with her family. we ended in october 2023 in a pretty bad way, but we’ve decided to stay friends. i’ll be honest i never really lost feelings for her, just kind of forgot about them. we started to get close as of recently like facetiming and snapping and stuff but two days ago she got back together w this guy that had ghosted her in april. she still texts me all the time and still wants to facetime me all the time, like for example, she told me that she wants to call today but her bf is coming over so she will call me once he leaves. i have a feeling she still finds me attractive because i catch her staring at me on facetime and also when i send her a snap i look good in she responds with a “🫢” face (not the emoji). anyways we talked yesterday and i asked her if the guy knows about our friendship, she said no. for context he’s a co worker of hers and he knew that we were together for 8 months so if he sees my name in her phone he will know who i am. i told her that if he finds out we’re talking even if it’s completely platonic he will probably break up with her as it is always a red flag if you are still friends with exes if your in a relationship. she said and i quote “im not gonna tell him and if he finds out im just gonna say it’s a different (my name).” i told her that it makes me feel weird and she said “listen it’s not a big deal stop worrying about it.” more context, before i knew about her and this kid, while they were still talking she texted me stuff saying “if you lived here in FL things would be different” (aka if i lived there we’d still be tg) and she also wrote a poem on her spam insta that she stated i was the good path for her yet she always takes the bad paths etc etc (she sent me a screenshot of it and said “you are the good path that i wrote about”) this was all while they were first talking. i know she actually likes this kid because of the way she talks about him but i also don’t know if she still likes me.
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2024.05.21 15:41 average_xx Repulsed by a male barber's touch. Pls help me..
So today I went for a haircut at a new salon. Pls read the whole thing before judging me.
Full disclosure : I have had a few bad/creepy incidents with men growing up (getting chased by a man at 16, getting my hips grabbed by a stranger as a child) which make me uncomfortable of touch in general, but more so against the touch of a man. I don't even like other women hugging me.
The barber guy was very polite, courteous etc. but , While cutting the sides of my hair , which barely goes past my jaw, his hand holding the scissor came way below and rested on my chest for a split second( above my boobs , more on the pecs area before the boobs begin, but below my collar bone)
Usually I am extremely aware of people touching me anywhere and immediately flinch away if am uncomfortable, but his hand was gone before I could even move away from it. I was expecting something might happen and I was ready to move away, but idk if I had a freeze response or if his touch was so brief I couldn't move before he did.
The first thought in my head " it's ok it's ok, he didn't exactly rest his hand on your boobs, his hands were closed around the scissor, don't over react", don't cause a scene".
Like at one point he tried to remove a piece of hair from my lips and I stopped her him and did it myself. I also prefer to brush the cut hair away from my neck and chest by myself too, so I had asked for the brush too, which he let me. He was extremely polite and courteous otherwise.
I just keep thinking of how will I ever be able to function as a normal adult in the world if I can't even aget a haircut without getting a small panick attack. I can't even handle the thought of a marrying a man , even though I am attracted to them.
I put on an extremely calm face and didn't react there, till I came home and I cried over this.
I have heard soooo many bad stories of Indian men (and just men) being so creepy , that I feel I have lost all my trust in them, even If my brain says it's irrational. I have developed a sort of paranoia of it.
I keep thing "what if the touch was intentional ? What if he enjoyed it ?" "Am I over reacting like a crazy bi*ch ?'"
How do I go back to normal settings and actually be able to tell a an intentional creepy touch apart from a accidental one ?
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Full disclosure : I have had a few bad/creepy incidents with men growing up (getting chased by a man at 16, getting my hips grabbed by a stranger as a child) which make me uncomfortable of touch in general, but more so against the touch of a man. I don't even like other women hugging me.
The barber guy was very polite, courteous etc. but , While cutting the sides of my hair , which barely goes past my jaw, his hand holding the scissor came way below and rested on my chest for a split second( above my boobs , more on the pecs area before the boobs begin, but below my collar bone)
Usually I am extremely aware of people touching me anywhere and immediately flinch away if am uncomfortable, but his hand was gone before I could even move away from it. I was expecting something might happen and I was ready to move away, but idk if I had a freeze response or if his touch was so brief I couldn't move before he did.
The first thought in my head " it's ok it's ok, he didn't exactly rest his hand on your boobs, his hands were closed around the scissor, don't over react", don't cause a scene".
Like at one point he tried to remove a piece of hair from my lips and I stopped her him and did it myself. I also prefer to brush the cut hair away from my neck and chest by myself too, so I had asked for the brush too, which he let me. He was extremely polite and courteous otherwise.
I just keep thinking of how will I ever be able to function as a normal adult in the world if I can't even aget a haircut without getting a small panick attack. I can't even handle the thought of a marrying a man , even though I am attracted to them.
I put on an extremely calm face and didn't react there, till I came home and I cried over this.
I have heard soooo many bad stories of Indian men (and just men) being so creepy , that I feel I have lost all my trust in them, even If my brain says it's irrational. I have developed a sort of paranoia of it.
I keep thing "what if the touch was intentional ? What if he enjoyed it ?" "Am I over reacting like a crazy bi*ch ?'"
How do I go back to normal settings and actually be able to tell a an intentional creepy touch apart from a accidental one ?
2024.05.21 15:35 Mediocre_Law_5557 Kengan OC Annihilation Tournament Sixth Match: "The Boulders & The Bees"
The atmosphere in the arena was electric, with anticipation crackling in the air like electricity. Spectators filled every seat, their eyes trained eagerly on the ring, awaiting the clash of titans about to unfold. The announcer's voice boomed over the speakers, commanding attention.
"Ladies and gentlemen, prepare yourselves for a battle of epic proportions! In the blue corner, hailing from the land of the rising sun, standing at an impressive 6 feet 2 inches tall, we have Jin 'The Funeral Dove' Kazuya!"
Jin stepped into the ring, his presence commanding respect despite his slender frame. His black hair fell messily around his pale face, his eyes gleaming with determination as he prepared to face his opponent.
"And in the red corner, representing the pride of England, towering at an astonishing 210 centimeters and weighing in at a mighty 153 kilograms, we have Aaron!"
The crowd erupted into cheers as Aaron made his entrance, his imposing stature casting a shadow over the ring. His cold demeanor belied the raw power that emanated from every muscle in his body, his reputation as a heavyweight boxer preceding him like a thunderclap.
As the bell rang, signaling the start of the match, the two fighters wasted no time in sizing each other up. Jin moved with the grace of a dancer, his agile footwork keeping him just out of Aaron's reach. He launched a flurry of kicks, each one aimed with deadly accuracy, but Aaron remained unfazed, his focus unwavering.
With a grunt of exertion, Aaron closed the distance between them, unleashing a barrage of thunderous punches aimed at Jin's midsection. But Jin was no easy target, his evasive maneuvers and quick reflexes allowing him to dodge and weave through Aaron's onslaught with ease.
The crowd watched in awe as the two fighters exchanged blows, each one a testament to their skill and determination. Jin danced around Aaron, his kicks coming at lightning speed from all angles, while Aaron pressed forward relentlessly, his punches like battering rams.
As the match wore on, the tension in the arena reached a fever pitch. Jin's agility and precision kept him one step ahead of Aaron's brute strength, but the Englishman refused to relent, his punches growing more ferocious with each passing moment.
In a sudden burst of speed, Jin launched himself into the air, his leg extending in a powerful kick aimed directly at Aaron's head. The crowd held its breath as the kick connected with a resounding crack, sending shockwaves rippling through the arena.
But Aaron was made of sterner stuff, his iron will and determination keeping him on his feet despite the force of Jin's blow. With a roar of defiance, he retaliated with a devastating punch aimed at Jin's chest, but the Japanese fighter was already one step ahead.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Jin twisted his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the full force of Aaron's blow. In one fluid motion, he lashed out with another kick, this time aimed at Aaron's legs, seeking to weaken his opponent's stance.
The crowd watched in rapt silence as the two fighters continued to trade blows, each one a testament to their skill and determination. But in the end, it was Jin who emerged victorious, his agility and precision proving to be the deciding factors in the match.
As Aaron staggered backwards, his strength finally failing him, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their admiration for both fighters evident in the thunderous applause that filled the arena. Despite the outcome, both men had given their all in the pursuit of victory, and their bravery and skill would be remembered long after the final bell had rung.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, prepare yourselves for a battle of epic proportions! In the blue corner, hailing from the land of the rising sun, standing at an impressive 6 feet 2 inches tall, we have Jin 'The Funeral Dove' Kazuya!"
Jin stepped into the ring, his presence commanding respect despite his slender frame. His black hair fell messily around his pale face, his eyes gleaming with determination as he prepared to face his opponent.
"And in the red corner, representing the pride of England, towering at an astonishing 210 centimeters and weighing in at a mighty 153 kilograms, we have Aaron!"
The crowd erupted into cheers as Aaron made his entrance, his imposing stature casting a shadow over the ring. His cold demeanor belied the raw power that emanated from every muscle in his body, his reputation as a heavyweight boxer preceding him like a thunderclap.
As the bell rang, signaling the start of the match, the two fighters wasted no time in sizing each other up. Jin moved with the grace of a dancer, his agile footwork keeping him just out of Aaron's reach. He launched a flurry of kicks, each one aimed with deadly accuracy, but Aaron remained unfazed, his focus unwavering.
With a grunt of exertion, Aaron closed the distance between them, unleashing a barrage of thunderous punches aimed at Jin's midsection. But Jin was no easy target, his evasive maneuvers and quick reflexes allowing him to dodge and weave through Aaron's onslaught with ease.
The crowd watched in awe as the two fighters exchanged blows, each one a testament to their skill and determination. Jin danced around Aaron, his kicks coming at lightning speed from all angles, while Aaron pressed forward relentlessly, his punches like battering rams.
As the match wore on, the tension in the arena reached a fever pitch. Jin's agility and precision kept him one step ahead of Aaron's brute strength, but the Englishman refused to relent, his punches growing more ferocious with each passing moment.
In a sudden burst of speed, Jin launched himself into the air, his leg extending in a powerful kick aimed directly at Aaron's head. The crowd held its breath as the kick connected with a resounding crack, sending shockwaves rippling through the arena.
But Aaron was made of sterner stuff, his iron will and determination keeping him on his feet despite the force of Jin's blow. With a roar of defiance, he retaliated with a devastating punch aimed at Jin's chest, but the Japanese fighter was already one step ahead.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Jin twisted his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the full force of Aaron's blow. In one fluid motion, he lashed out with another kick, this time aimed at Aaron's legs, seeking to weaken his opponent's stance.
The crowd watched in rapt silence as the two fighters continued to trade blows, each one a testament to their skill and determination. But in the end, it was Jin who emerged victorious, his agility and precision proving to be the deciding factors in the match.
As Aaron staggered backwards, his strength finally failing him, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their admiration for both fighters evident in the thunderous applause that filled the arena. Despite the outcome, both men had given their all in the pursuit of victory, and their bravery and skill would be remembered long after the final bell had rung.