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I was having a meltdown last night and my friend kept saying, “ It won’t always be this way. It gets better.” It doesn’t help at all and actually makes me feel worse. I know their intentions are good, but I just hate that phrase so much.
The best way I can describe why is that it feels dismissive. It feels like I have to stop feeling bad or my struggles can’t be that bad because it will get better at some point in the future. I kept saying I didn’t care because I feel bad NOW. I’m overwhelmed with these feelings NOW. A hypothetical future point in my life is not going to make me feel less stressed and upset right NOW. Yes, I know the feeling passes. That doesn’t mean it’s not real in the moment. I don’t feel like I can get past THIS moment to even make it to that time.
Also, this person doesn’t have BPD so they don’t understand the tunnel vision of feeling like everytime there’s a bad feeling it will last forever. I’ve never felt anything else she never will, this is it, this is the end.

I’m at my wits end and I really need some help or direction. I (28f) have always had issues with my hormones. I’m average height and weight and my family has a history of low hormones but not anything that’s been treated by a doctor.
I didn’t have a period until I was 17 and that was only after multiple sonograms, ultrasounds, blood tests, and putting me on estrogen/progesterone to medically induce a period. Back then, I was told I was too skinny so my body wasn’t producing hormones like it should. There was also talk about possibly having PCOS. Once my body started menstruating on its own with the help of birth control, my periods were awful and painful. I had suicidal ideation while I was on birth control so I stopped taking it.
Afterwards, my periods would start and stop randomly for years. I think I went almost a year without a period and then ended up having one for 6 weeks straight. At this point, I went to an OBGYN and she told me I could have a partial hysterectomy due to my severe side effects of birth control. At 26, I had my uterus removed and that has been one of the best decisions I made. The OBGYN found lots of endometriosis during this process as well.
But lately I’ve become more aware of symptoms that I probably should’ve taken account of before. No libido, extreme fatigue, irritability, really hot sometimes and sweat during the night, muscle weakness and loss.
I had been looking at previous hormone tests and they all fall in the “normal” range. I’ll be honest, I don’t know how to read all of them but the testosterone test. My T serum test peaked at 19 years old with 25 ng/dL. My most recent serum test before my hysterectomy was 14 ng/dL and records show it has steadily dropped over the years. I recently had a free testosterone direct blood test done and it came back as 0.8 pg/mL.
Every single test has been labeled as normal but I still have all these weird symptoms. I have an appointment with an endocrinologist next month but I’m afraid they’ll say the same thing. I know google doesn’t hold much weight but everything I’ve looked at has said at least my testosterone is low. But no doctor has said anything is low.
I just want to live a normal life and feel good in my body again. Please help or give advice, anything at all!! I feel so alone and like I’m going nuts.

My wife and I own a small residential architecture firm. We primarily focus on renovations and new builds of homes from 1,000-5,000sq ft. We have a potential client that wants to work with us but wants help on a project that is typically outside of what we do. He wants to build a 6 story apartment building, 27 units and is roughly 35,000 sq ft. He had a previous architect who quoted him 10% of the construction cost. While we think this is a good estimate, he wants a fixed fee and we are not sure how to bid this out properly. The project is in a close suburb of Minneapolis, MN.
Any help would be greatly appreciated!

This is, perhaps, the first little nugget of something I've been laughing in my head about a long time. It's a series about Malcador power-bottoming his way around the castle while keeping his identity secret (or, trying to) during the siege.
The first book, I think, should be called "The Sigillite's Tricks"
Feel free to respond with funny scenarios or writing of your own
Excerpt:
“The Lord Regent will see you now,” said a tall, gracefully aging female attendant, and it pulled Sargent Reginald Dallius out of his reveries.
So much going on in preparation of the Arch-Traitor's attack on the Sol system and Throneworld. So much to be done. Such a bad time to lose focus.
Dallius considered any time a bad one for an Imperial Fist to lose focus, it was not in their nature, yet the incident in his private quarters during the night played on his mind over and over.
The attendant led him through an archway, and then pressed her hand to a gene-coded pad to open the doors. They slid open without noise, despite being carved of rock, inlayed with pearl, and being four times the space marine's height.
She stopped at the threshold, standing sideways, and swung her arm in a gesture as to present him to the room beyond. The space was richly yet tastefully appointed with everything the Sargent had come to expect from a meeting space in the regent's wing of the palace. Devotional frescoes captured famous moments from the battles for Unity on Terra; and his eye was drawn to one figure on the wall, kneeling down, at hip height to a figure that radiated light. He quickly looked away.
“Please, come and sit, Sargent,” said a voice off to his right, and he found himself obeying before he knew it.
“You will forgive me if I do not rise, such late nights these days,” said the Sigillite in a tone that didnt seem to match his sentence. Dallius considered it almost...joyful?
“Of course, my lord” He responded as he sat and looked over to the Lord Regent. Malcador the Sigillite, despite looking like a tired old man with a large archeotech collar on his neck, seemed to radiate strength and energy in abundance today.
“I have called you here to discuss the ongoing fortifications in sector 2-DA16,” The Sigillite said without looking up. Dallius had to wrack his edeic memory for information that should have already came to him.
“The old mech-stables just west of the tourney grounds,” The regent reminded him, looking up with a raised eyebrow. “It seems I'm not the only one with a lot on my mind.”
“Yes, my lord, my apologies,” Dallius had to bite back the instinct to offer an excuse, that his mind was wondering in circles today. It was not the way of the Imperial Fists to make excuses.
“Here,” said Malcador as he reached for a decanter and filled two glasses “Let us have a drink to help unwind slightly” Pushing the half-filled glass towards Dallius, The Sigillite swirled the dark drink while inhaling, before taking a small swig.
“Some say its as good as the real thing from the vineyards of Franc; I wouldnt go that far,” said the Sigilitte as Dallius sipped from the glass. Then, taking another drink and rolling it around his mouth, the Sigillite spoke with his mouth still mostly full of wine
“Delicious”.
At that, Dallius nearly choked on the small amount of liquid he swallowed. That word, and the way he said it brought him back again to the memory of the previous night. That was exactly what the robed figure said, exactly how he said it, after Dallius had spent himself. His left leg began to shake, just as it had the night before. All at once, Dallius was drawn back into the memory that was fresh in his mind. The strange robed figure, the command and steel in his voice as he bid Dallius stand still, the way his brown roughspun hood obscured his face, and the way that Dallius melted at his touch.
“Is something amiss, Sargent?” Malcador asked, bringing him back to the present.
“No, Lord, my apologies” Just then, The Sigillite's vox-bead rang, and after a clipped answer he turned to Dallius to dismiss him. Dallius gladly took the dismissal, promising to come back in a few hours to finish the meeting. He walked quickly from the chambers, sweating inside his armor.

...mayday....krrrt... mayday!!!...
The loud noise of the jungle at night, frogs, owls, insects all singing a loud melody was overruled by the sound of shrieking metal falling at around 3000 feet per minute.
....I repeat....mayday...krrrt..

The dark of the jungle began to clear, the silhouettes turning into trees and bushes, for a moment all the wildlife scurried away to find cover from the fireball above, burning over the island, just barely hitting the the tree tops that were sitting on the highest point of the island. The plane crashed into the ocean, and it's fire getting snuffed out..

Hello! So if you can't tell, this is my first time writing a snip bit of what I want to do, and I did ok. I think. So I would like to do something different this time around and something with a little more stakes, and what ups the stakes? Survival! I don't know if that makes sense but yes.
I'm semi-literate writer with 7 years of role-playing through writing, my sweet spot is around 3 hefty paragraphs but if I'm committed, not falling asleep and really like the roleplay I can exceed discord limit, which I get, not a feat! Unless it's 9999+! I'm pretty quick with replies but do bare in mind, like I do for you, we've all got lives.
This roleplay is completely customizable, as I'd like to call it, because I'm open to alot of things in terms of the romance aspect, are these two people who've known each other? Maybe it's something cute like they're friends and now they have to do whatever it takes and they start confessing and what not. Or we can do something filled with drama and fuckery like maybe one of the characters was in a long term relationship, and they were killed in the crash and they're both kind of messed up from that. So all of that is optional.
The other side of the roleplay will be the survival aspect. Now, to be honest you don't need to know much, if anything I will carry us through the stupid bits like bush craft and stuff, but I do want there to be a little depth, maybe a character gets sick and has to take care of them, things that force them to form feelings that they wouldn't normally do. We could change up the scenery as well and don't have to be on a jungle island, I'm down for pretty much anything that makes sense, Alaska, South America, Russia, Islands.
Now in terms of adversaries, I had a few ideas. For a good minute i definitely want it to be our two main characters, just to form that bond between them. And then I'd like them to maybe find more survivors who are or aren't friendly. I wouldn't even mind cannibals, or if you've played the game, something wild like The Forest. Everything is up for discussion.
Anyways, I hope to hear from you, and have a goodnight!

Hi everyone!
I’m currently 7+3wk based on LMP, and went to the ED last night for cramping over the past few days without bleeding. I had a MMC in February 2024, which required a MVA for reference.
HCG was 60,000 yesterday, and was closely monitored until 5+2wk (from 3+4) with lovely doubling. The ED physician performed a bedside abdominal US and noted a baby with good heartbeat, but then stated that an ectopic could not be ruled out as the fetus had implanted in the upper corner of the uterus. The myometrial mantle was just over 5mm, which they stated was their threshold for calling it an interstitial ectopic pregnancy.
I have an appointment for a transvaginal ultrasound tomorrow, but everything I’ve been reading about interstitial pregnancies are so scary. Anyone with similar experience? I’m hopeful that everything is just a bit too hard to measure accurately at this stage with a transabdominal US and the transvaginal will provide reassurance…thank you!

Price Range: Around 130-140 USD. (Aussie here)
Purpose: Need a heavy duty flashlight for security work at night.
Battery Type & Quantity: Should be rechargeable as for battery type I am a beginner in this field so might as well ask the experts for good ones. It should be decent with batterylife since I will be using it quite often.
Size: Flexible with the size.
Type: Handheld
Main Use: For open spaces mainly or warehouses, factories etc.
Switch Type: If lumens are adjustable with it then sounds like that would be nice.
Anything Else?: Will apreciate any input in the replies.

Hey everyone. So firstly, if you think you already know the answer to this question, please keep reading - the answer may surprise you.
My venture into this rabbit hole started innocuously enough - a friend of mine reached out to me last night, saying "dude, did you know that Volo is actually a human wizard?"
This intuitively did not (and does not) make sense to me - Volo is clearly a bard, if I ever saw one. Something about him being a wizard didn't sit quite right with me. So, I decided to investigate.
A cursory Google search showed most people saying that he is, in fact, a wizard. But most of the top results were from Reddit or other forums, and I wanted something a little more concrete. Which is when I stumbled upon this -
Volothamp Geddarm - Wiki article
Well, that certainly looks like our Volo. And it does indeed say that he's a wizard. So, case closed...right???
Not exactly.
One thing that struck me, is that the Volo in BG3 really does not match the description of the person described in that article. Volothamp Geddarm is described as a very powerful wizard - think like, Elminster levels. So why is he level 3? Why is his persona that of a goofy, trouble-making scamp? Why do we frequently see him play instruments and sing songs, but never cast (or even talk about) spells?
Well - I later on in that Wiki article, I stumbled upon what appears to be the answer. To quote the relevant part:
“"Volo" is not to be confused with "Marcus Volo", real name Marcus Wands, of the Wands family of Waterdeep. A trouble-making bard, Wands gained Volothamp's moniker after he stole an artifact from a powerful wizard, and laid the blame on the far more infamous scapegoat of the real Volo.”
Now, I want you to tell me what's more likely. That the Volo at camp is an all-powerful wizard of great renown? Or that he's a trouble-making bard that frequently lies and exaggerates, and would absolutely not be above stealing the OG Volo's name?
I know what my answer is. I think that the Volo we have at camp is BG3 is not the renowned Volothamp Geddarm wizard at all - but is instead Marcus "Volo" Wands, the notorious troublemaking bard. And I think the evidence is on my side.
BUT - and here's where I need your help, Reddit - I may have evidence, but I don't have definitive, concrete PROOF of anything. I want to know if there's ANYTHING in BG3 - a dialogue option, a cutscene, a super hidden Easter egg - that can confirm beyond any shadow of doubt whether our Volo is the "real" wizard Volo, or if he's notorious bard Marcus Wands?
Given everything we know about BG3 Volo, I feel pretty confident that it's the latter. Be honest - what do you think?
TL;DR - I think BG3 camp Volo is actually the bard "Marcus Wands", rather than the wizard Volothamp Geddarm. I'm looking for concrete evidence that would fully prove (or disprove) this either way. If not, feel free to just speculate. Much love to the BG3 community <3

Hey guys,Hi folks,
My wife always listens to audio books before going to bed. She uses old, cheap Bluetooth headphones for this. These are Bluetooth headphones with rubber ends (I don't know how these are called).
Recently we spent the night away from home and she forgot her headphones. So I gave her my second generation Air Pods. Her eyes got big! She thought the sound was worlds better than with her headphones. She also liked the shape and that the headphones came without the rubber ends. (I'm not familiar with headphones and don't know what these kind of headphones are called and how to explain it better than rubber ends).
I would like to give her new headphones as a present.
Our household doesn't use any Apple devices (apart from my Air Pods) and we have exactly one Lightning charging cable (the one for my Air Pods). In contrast, we have many USB-C chargers. So it is easy to charge headphones with USB-C. I've also often heard my wife say that with Apple products, you mainly pay for the name. I have been using these headphones for years and am very satisfied. If the Air Pods don't have any competition in this price segment, I will be happy to buy new Air Pods for her.
She will rarely listen to extensive music with the headphones, but mainly audio books.
Can you recommend headphones that are of a similar quality to the second generation Air Pods, have a similar or slightly higher price, do not have rubber ends and are charged with USB-C, please? Plus point if the headphones are good for lying in bed with.
Thank you, Willie
PS: We are from Germany.

I’m gonna lay out the whole context here, and it’s 2 years long so bear with me. A TL;DR isn’t really possible as there’s so much important context to whether or not IATA.
We’ve been married almost 10 years and she’s from overseas. She came here through our marriage. We were happy and doing extremely well for ourselves.
The problem started to 2 years ago. My friends wedding. Afterward we went out and then went to another friends house to continue partying. At the party one of the wedding guests started having a pity party about how he’s depressed because all these happy couples are around and he’s single.
For context. This guy is weird. He’s disrespectful to women, capitalizes on captive audiences (waitresses most often), and is overall a loser. He’s got a good job but that’s about it.
My wife, listens to his sob story and says “I have a sister!” and immediately starts FaceTiming her sister. This is something I’ve said isn’t okay. We’re not tinder, and we’re not matchmakers.
Beyond that her sister has a history of treating her poorly. She constantly told my wife she’s stupid growing up, well into adulthood. She blocked my wife for a whole year because my wife called her and told her not to go on boats with men she doesn’t know. Told my wife to live like she doesn’t have a sister. For a whole year I consoled my wife a couple times a week.
Anyways we were both drunk and with people so I’m not gonna start a fight right there. I figure I’ll talk to her about it maturely later. So I do. In the meantime, I switch to speaking Arabic with her sister and tell her this isn’t okay and isn’t what she wants.
Her and my wife to this day claim I was happy and supportive. They claim I was too drunk to remember. But there’s a few things wrong with this. I drove home, I take drinking and driving VERY seriously and would never, ever do it. In fact, if I know I’ve drank too much, I’ll hand my keys to a friend before the liquor starts hitting, just to avoid any possibility of making that bad decision.
Secondly, I switched to Arabic. I’m white. Arabic is a language I learned. When I speak it, I speak it very, very deliberately and remember the conversations perfectly. I know exactly what I said.
Anyways, when I talk to my wife later, I’m told how it’s wrong to prevent her from helping her sister and how her sister really likes this guy. A guy she talked to for 5 minutes. I told her it’s wrong to think of it as “helping” her sister in the first place and that her sister is a grown woman who can find her own partner.
So my wife says “okay I’ll tell my sister to stop talking to him”. That was the end of it. Or so I thought.
A few weeks later I’m at a different event and this guy let it slip they’re still talking. Immediately I’m upset and text my wife about how she lied to me.
She said her sister was really falling in love with this guy and separating them would be wrong. She said she did tell her sis to block him but when her sis went into a depression she told her she can unblock him and talk to him, behind my back.
Upset I told her we need to talk about going behind my back and how disrespectful of my boundaries this whole ordeal was. She said “it’s okay I’ll tell her to block him again”.
Over. Or so I thought for the next few months. A few months later I again am at an event with this guy and this time he’s smart enough to lie about them talking. But I’m a salesman and a bullshitter. You can’t bullshit me unless I trust you. I knew immediately he was lying but I let it go. I did ask my wife and she said no they’re not talking. So I believed her.
Well, a year and a half goes by. In that time her sister and her fought about how her sister could come to the US. We said we’d help her but it’s a lengthy process. At the time I had little animosity toward her sister and would’ve loved to see her come here and be near my wife again. She wasn’t happy with that and said it takes too long. This is her sister’s mindset.
Anyway. Her sister gets a B1 visa in the meantime, temporary business visitor and wants to come visit my wife. Lies through her teeth about her intentions to the immigration officer, telling them she wants to stay 90 days. They approve her for 60.
So we file for an extension ASAP so she can visit for 3 months. Staying with us the whole time. I wanted her to have fun on her visit so I arrange for my friends and I to go out. This guy shows up. She talked to him and told him our plans.
Immediately they disappear into the casino and come back holding hands and all kinds of PDA. I’m fuming because I know she’s a conniving word I won’t say here. I don’t say anything though and we go through the night and I let it go so I can have fun.
The next day he’s picking her up from my house and they’re out for the whole day. The next time my wife is off work, same story. Well, I thought you were here to visit her? And that’s where I put my foot down.
I got told it was wrong to try and control her, wrong to try and separate them, etc. etc. etc. Finally she blocks his number and he calls from a separate number. I turn off her SIM card because I’m not gonna support her going behind my back in my own home. He calls me and tells me he really loves her and just wishes I’d accept it.
I tell him very plainly I will never, ever accept it because it all stemmed from him, her, and my wife going behind my back. Primarily my wife, as she’s the only one of the three I should be able to trust is telling me the truth.
At this point, I feel as if my wife had an emotional affair, although it’s with her own family. She repeatedly chose to go behind my back, against a boundary I had told her repeatedly before this situation at my friend’s wedding after party ever transpired. If that’s not an emotional affair, I don’t know what is.
So I tell him bluntly to not call me anymore and I’m not going to change my stance, and his feelings don’t mean shit to me. He started to give me a sob story about how we’re friends and he I should be happy for him and I cut him off and told him to save his breath.
My wife is upset at me for how I talked to him. Another emotional affair. Trying to protect the feelings of this dude.
The next day, while my wife is at work I’m eating lunch at our dinner table and studying schoolwork her sister comes to the table and starts talking to me about this guy asking if I talked to him and I tell her plainly I did and what I told him.
She goes into a story about how she really loves him, she’s an adult woman and I shouldn’t be intervening etc. I told her I agree I shouldn’t ever have been involved and neither should my wife. I told her to save her breath with any talk of her feelings because I don’t care. She started crying telling me I’m cruel etc.
I told her at this point I’m done being nice. I’ve been lied to for 2 years and it’s over. I’m done being my laid back self and I’ve been pushed repeatedly and I’m standing up for my marriage and my boundaries.
I did turn her SIM card back on so she could call my wife and I, her hosts.
The next morning I wake up to my wife in tears calling me to her sisters room. Her sister is bawling her eyes out and packing her bags to go home. I talk her sister into coming for a car ride with my wife and I to talk things out.
Immediately in the car my wife starts berating her sister about how she’s selling her for a man and a whole host of other things. I calm my wife down and tell her that’s not okay to say to her sister. Because against what they thought I don’t want and would’ve never wanted this to cause a separation between them. I know how much my wife values family.
In the car her sister tells me she really loves this guy and that she can see them being a family one day etc. etc. etc. I tell her plainly don’t ever bring him around my house, if they do marry and have kids, don’t ever bring them around my house, and don’t consider me her brother in law because I will never do anything for her again after she goes home.
My wife is shocked, she’s shocked and they both wonder how I could be so cruel. I said I’m over it. I’m over hearing about this guy, I’m over being used, and I will never again trust her. She said she understands and resumes talking to this guy.
A few days later we’re in the car going to a family event with my family and I get asked if he can come. I said no, very politely. I said no, he’s not part of my family. I was told how terrible I am, and my wife and her sister both jump out of my car in a bad part of Chicago, an area neither of them know.
My wife calls my family and tells them I kicked them out of the car. So my family starts blowing up my phone screaming at me. Once I explained the situation my family said they’ll come pick them up but I hung around and kept driving by to make sure they were okay. Eventually my wife calls me and says they’ll get in.
So I pull over and they open the doors and my wife goes “I’m scared I don’t feel comfortable getting in the car with you”. So I drive away pissed off. This is a 85,000 car in a bad part of the city where carjackings happen every other day.
I go park somewhere but keep an eye on them to make sure they stay safe. A homeless guy passed them and my wife calls me to come get her. So I do and we go home.
Again her sister packs her shit and cries that she’s going home. I tell her to relax, sleep on it and we’ll talk in the morning. She does eventually and in the morning she decides she’ll stay.
A week goes by and I hear nothing about this guy from her. My friends and I all joked about him and made light fun of him. He caught wind of it and cried to my wife’s sister who told my wife, who came to me and aggressively told me to stop and leave them both alone. I got pissed off because this was a private convo between me and my friends and if he heard it and got his feelings hurt it’s on him.
This spiraled into a huge argument with me, my wife, and her sister. In the argument I asked her sister plainly if she planned to leave at the 90 day mark. She said no.
So I kicked her out of our house. Her and my wife went for a walk and I yelled out the front door to get her shit to the curb before the walk before I do, because if she doesn’t do it herself it’ll be thrown on the wet ground. They both thought I was joking before then I assume. Her sister comes in and packs her stuff and gets out. I said if you plan on staying here illegally it won’t be in my house. If the choose is between here or the streets, it’ll be the streets.
She went to stay with the boyfriend and his parents. His parents must not have liked her too much because within a couple weeks they made them both move out.
This was in January of this year.
Since then, I’ve been repeatedly goaded into accepting this. My wife has tried to get me to visit her sister, etc.
It came to a head recently at a wedding we went to for another friend. Her sister and this guy were there. I didn’t say a word to either one the entire night and all was fine.
Except my wife spent the whole night at their table because he wouldn’t dance or do anything to have fun. She can’t handle the idea that her sister might find something she doesn’t like about this guy. She has to be there just in case the relationship goes on life support.
This pisses me off, obviously. She’s more invested in their relationship than she’s been in ours for the past 2 years. Grown adults.
Well, today she was going to her sisters house. She had 2 bags. An ulta bag and a discovery bag. I asked what that is, and she said it’s for her sister. She pulled out taco shells and said it’s just small stuff she wants her to try. But I could see through the bag and saw beauty products. I’m not an idiot.
I looked in when she went to the bathroom and saw a fucking armoire full of shit. I looked at the receipt. $300. I was fucking livid.
I continued getting ready for work and said “her husband can’t buy her that?”. It’s confrontational, yes. But I said it politely, and was open to talking about it.
I get met with immediately hostility. I never raised my voice but I made it very clear I wasn’t being nice about this or anything anymore.
I told her “maybe she could pay you back and find you a new husband”. I’m going to give her a choice. Me or her sister now. Because this has gotten fucking ridiculous.
We pay for her to come here. She hired an immigration lawyer apparently, but doesn’t have money to pay me back for the flight or even pay for the Ubers they take or anything. My wife is trying to make up for this losers shortcomings. He’s too much of an idiot to see that her sister is using him.
By the way, this isn’t her first fiance. It’s not even her first western fiance. She’s been engaged to at least 3 different guys. One from France, another from Belgium, and a third from Canada before this guy. She was looking to immigrate. He’s a fucking idiot though so, oh well.
My wife’s sister is very materialistic. My wife is fortunately down to earth but is so far up her sisters ass because she thinks if she doesn’t do everything her sister wants that her sister will cut her from her life again. Which is exactly what would happen.
I told her that’s on her sister. I’m not asking her to never talk to her sister. I’m asking her to stop treating her sister like she’s a child and putting their relationship before ours. Stop bending over backwards for a grown woman who will throw you away the moment you’re inconvenient.
But it’ll never happen it seems and it’s the reason I’m strongly considering divorcing her. I’m over this fucking shit. Oh, and by the way, my wife claims that she’s scared of me etc. now when she tells the story to other people.
I have never and would never hit my wife. I’ve never given her any reason to be afraid of me. So to put that out there on me is absolutely fucking bullshit and I’ve lost all trust in her.
AITAH?

Looking for all inclusive resort recommendations for punta Cana. Planning on staying for 5 nights. Wanting good food, nice beach/pool, as well as good nightlife. Not looking to party every single night but would like it to be lively enough each night. Any recommendations?

Welcome to the Peanut Gallery! Today, I remembered to update! This is apprentice Lara filling in for the master thestoryteller987 with hopes for good health and a swift return! Sorry about the week's absents, it's been very busy over here in Laratown with so many thing happening I've barely had time to say ISW let alone read it. Without further nonsense though, (other than from Russian milbloggers) lets go! Remember I know less than nothing.

Ukrainian sources indicated that Russian forces are concentrating limited, understaffed, and incohesive forces in the Sumy direction, but even such a Russian grouping of forces will be able to achieve the likely desired effect of drawing and fixing Ukrainian forces in the international border area

Ukraine stands strong. But Ukraine also is stretched like a rubber band right now. Push in the wrong place, and things will snap. On the bright side of this, it genuinely looks like Russia is stretching themselves, too. Note how ISW states that the forces are drawn from other areas, so yes, Ukraine is spending manpower being fixed in the border area, however, by the same token if Ukraine can manage a breakthrough, other areas are seriously going to feel a hard punch. Something to keep an eye on and I suppose western weapons will be the big tell here, what will arrive first?

Kremlin officials expressed their condolences to senior Iranian officials following the announcement of Iranian President Ebrahim Raisi's and Foreign Affairs Minister Hossein Amir Abdollahian's deaths on May 20

I am sorry for any children, wives and family these people left behind. Not so sad to see them past on, being no more, ceasing to be. expiring and going to meet its maker. Running down the curtain pole and meeting the choir invisible. Maybe there will be daieies. TLDR, They are x parrots.

Russian President Vladimir Putin fired Russian Deputy Defense Minister Colonel General Yury Sadovenko on May 20, replacing him with former Deputy Economic Minister and current Federation Council Accounts Chamber Auditor Oleg Savelyev

A mixture of booting out loyalists who are loyal to Shoigu and replacing them with people who can slow down the utter train wreckof the Russian Economy. Putin wants to get as close to a war time econoomy without putting the country on a war time economy. Because, as you know, it's not a war. It's a 3 day special operation.

Putin also dismissed Presidential Advisor Alexandra Levitskaya on May 20, but the reason for Levitskaya’s dismissal is unclear.

Rumour has it Levitskaya sneezed during a Putin speech just at the point where Putin was saying an important part about goods and the follow up "bless you" was taken as patronising.

US Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin reiterated the White House's unwillingness to approve Ukraine's use of US-provided weapons in strikes against military targets in Russia following a meeting of the Ukraine Defense Contact Group (also known as the Ramstein format) on May 20

Once again, the US is dragging its boots. Seriously, guys! You're giving them bucket loads of democracy and freedom, just let them deliver some liberty to Russia!
There was an intersting quote here though:

Austin vaguely noted that "the aerial dynamic is a little bit different," but stated that he would not speculate further.

So I will. I see this as being taken in three ways: 1: The fabled f16's. Is this Austin's way of subtley giving the nod that Ukraine can pursue Russian planes over the border? 2: does it mean Ukraine could use f16's to strike over the border? 3: does it mean Ukraine could shoot down fighter's in russia? IE if a Russian fighter fires a missile from Russia's side of the border, is Ukraine within its right to shoot down said fighter from their side?
All interesting questions!

Estonian Prime Minister Kaja Kallas stated that some unspecified countries, presumably NATO member states, have already sent personnel to train Ukrainian soldiers "on the ground."

The Baltic's have balls. This is a direct fuck you daddy Putin. this in direct alignment with more an more rumours floating through the EU that actually they might lift the embargo on Ukraine striking within Russia. Both the UK and France are talkking about it, and we never agree about anything!

Russian Security Council Deputy Chairperson Dmitry Medvedev amplified a known Russian information operation aimed at directly undermining Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky's legitimacy as president.

Why is Medvedev still talking? How is he still talking?
Anyway, Medvedev is saying that the last Ukrainian election should have been in March 2024. Technically true, however in Ukraine's constitution it states that under times of marshal law, the term of the president mayy be extended. So, according to ISW at least, Medvedev is once again doing what he does best.
Talkin' shit, talkin' shit.

Russian forces recently made confirmed advances near Vovchansk, Chasiv Yar, Avdiivka, and Donetsk City and in western Zaporizhia Oblast and the Dnipro River Delta.

Unfortunate pushes forward. Ukraine is giving ground, but slowly and carefully. I fully still believe the second Ukraine is ready, she'll sweep Russia right back into their own border and fire a storm shadow up their ass for good measure.
I do actually have some maps now, not sure if they have the level of detail I need (they are maps of Europe in 4 volumes) but if not I'll order the rest.

Russian opposition outlet Vazhnye Istorii (iStories) reported that Russian military authorities and Kazakh law enforcement acting on Russian orders detained at least two more servicemen in Kazakhstan who had deserted from the Russian military.

Poor guys.
This is why you don't flee Russia by running to a Russian puppet state. Duh.
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I literally opened up a new reddit account to write about this topic that I believe nobody will ever care but here's the problem. This marketplace they launched sometime ago I don't know when exactly but, in this damn site there's a good trading system. BUT, if you are looking for some stuff that is good for example seasonal skins from the first 2 years, well you gotta give lotta r6 credits. And to buy some old skins, I gotta sell a lot of things or use a lot of money but really that's not the thing. The thing I reproach about this system is I bought some skins, I don't know the season that Ela Les and Ying came out, like white dragon. That's a damn good skin and I would sell that for some prices near or even above the prices of skins I want. But thanks to ubisoft I believe they braught these skins back to game available again and therefore these skins are not as rare as they were before. So now I lost a chance to exchange these skins. That was all of my reproach about this Marketplace and have a good day/night.

(This is the background on which the story will occur. Not the story itself. It will take place at different times within this framework.)
The Program
…..A ufo crashes on Earth.
The ufo is found by a farmer who calls the military, and a secret group is created to study it.
In order to keep it secret only a small number of people are allowed to know about it. It is classified at the highest level.
The ufo inspires the creation of new technologies resulting in huge amounts of money being made by the people in charge of The Program.
They find a way to classify all ufo information so only they can benefit from it.
Billions of dollars are made that only benefit certain families. These families become extremely powerful.
The technologies of the craft lead to the realization that there is something to the “Woo” aspects of ufo encounters reported by experiencers.
Studies are funded. Specifically, remote viewing is explored.
Remote viewing studies of possible futures were done using hundreds of remote viewers over the decades. There seems to be a huge problem reported starting on earth starting between 2024-2027.
Possible causes are investigated.
Solar maximum occurs in 2025.
It is determined that a massive solar flare knocks out half the world’s electricity permanently, the superpower with the lights still on attempts to take advantage and launches a massive nuclear strike on their enemies. Electromagnetically shielded missile silos survive and retaliate.
A nuclear winter sends the world into famine. When there is no food left mankind begins to eat itself. Everyone becomes food.
More secret remote viewing studies are done and repeated to confirm the timeline.
The American Elite develop a plan to survive this. Money is funneled into black budget classified special access programs, and deep underground military bases are dug. Massive secret cities connected by underground tunnels are created, costing trillions.
Scientific progress and industrial development is pushed with no regard for pollution. The world is fated to end, pollution means nothing to those who know this.
Mankind is pushed towards wage slavery, and beyond. The suffering of the non elite doesn’t matter to those in the know. From a certain point of view they’re already dead. Their lives and happiness are sacrificed for the “greater good” of allowing the Elite to survive the end of the world.
When the time comes, certain groups are saved from the end of the world. Less than 100 thousand humans are chosen. 90 percent of the people who were told they were part of the Elite and were complicit in the Program find out that they were merely pawns and are left on the surface to die with the rest of humanity.
The world ends. Horrifically.
For thousands of years the remnants of humanity, the Elite, exist underground. Radiation eventually seeps into groundwater and they begin to suffer from dna damage. In time they become monstrous in appearance. Pale skinned and weak. Resorting to genetic manipulation they attempt to survive, but in doing so much of what we consider human is lost. Emotion, compassion, and the ability to feel pain become relics of the past.
Progress is extremely slow underground. Tens of thousands of years pass before the ufos are fully understood, but when they are it is realized they offer a means to travel back in time to collect genetic samples from healthy humans.
A breeding program is created.
The subterranean future humans eventually figure out how to breed healthy generations of offspring from the most intelligent, healthy, and beautiful human specimens from the past.
In time they restore and reclaim the surface of the earth. They learn from the mistakes of the past and create a beautiful, balanced and healthy ecosystem and develop an enlightened society that lasts for millions of years, eventually spreading to hundreds of worlds beyond earth.
At some point someone decides it would be better if the destruction of earth had never happened. They illegally go back in time to try and change the timeline.
Changing the timeline would result in millions of years worth of humans that existed after the “world ended” being wiped from existence. It is decided that this would be highly inappropriate.
The humans of the past, us, made our choices of our own free will. It is decided that there will be no interference in the timeline. Temporal Laws are created. WW3 will occur as recorded.
A defense network of small orbs, spherical shaped ufos are created to defend the integrity of the timeline. All illegal time ships are intercepted by the orb defense network, as is recorded in many old ufo photographs.
Time ships are legally sent back to verify that nuclear weapons can be turned on or off at the appropriate time to result in the correct end of the world happening.
The Elite eventually discern the intentions of the future humans from their temporal incursions into our time, they learn the fate of humanity and understand the results of The Program by interrogating captured occupants of downed ufos, and so they develop a strategy to alter this outcome.
The intent of this secondary project is to avoid attracting the attention of the orb defense network and use their limited understanding of ufo technology to prevent the full destruction of the earth in WW3, while still destroying all of their enemies.
If successful, there will still be a full collapse of current society, billions of deaths, but in time the Elite families will rise from their holes in the earth in their “primitive” ufo reproduction vehicles and claim to be Gods that have returned to earth in order to lead mankind into a better future.
Pyramids and temples will be built. A religion formed. And populations will be continually culled to prevent anyone from ever gaining enough scientific knowledge to overthrow the “Gods.”
But the advanced future humans from the other timeline had a contingency plan. AI drone ships were concealed outside of 4d space-time. Free from timeline alterations.
These drones patrol multiple Earth timelines searching for anomalous temporal activity.
The two largest enemies of the American Elite in our current time, Russia and China, get wind of the situation.
They begin to shoot down ufos and plan their own contingencies to survive the end of the world.
Their countries laws make it easier for them to do unethical experiments. Many horrific things are created through genetic experimentation and unrestrained AI development.
China loses control of an AI that disappears into the past with a small army of insect/human hybrids. They move out well beyond the patrol zone of the 6th dimensional AI contingency drones and travel deep into the past.
On distant worlds billions of years ago the AI “Queen” begins its plan and starts to quietly populate worlds with its insectoid mantid servants.
In time there are multiple schisms that occur within the hive. War breaks out between the various insectoid groups.
The ancient universe begins to fill with problems.
Billions of years later, primitive humans in 10,000 BCE look to the sky and see ufos. They wonder who could be piloting them. They dream up new gods as the seeds of civilization begin to appear.
Time passes, a farmer in America in 1947 looks up at the night sky, wondering if anyone is out there, and a ufo crashes on Earth…..

Hello to everyone! Me and my best friend are trying to find friends to play dbd with us as a group. We mainly play for fun and are more than willing to sacrifice ourselves just to help you escape. I've been playing for a few months now while my friend has been playing for a while. Also, we are usually online as well and cool to play whenever! 😄
If you are interested, then you can either message me or comment! Thank you for reading this and hope you have a good day/night! 🤍

I thought I posted this last night but I was staying with a cool fan off the grid in a Tuff Shed so maybe that's my it didn't go thru. Good start to what should be about 17 nights touring fan's couches!
Tonight I'm in Rocky Ford, Colo... if you've got a couch tmrw that's within four or five hours, post below!

I have this friend which I've known for 4 years and I realised I have a crush on her 3 months ago, so I'm probably on a deep friendzone but I'm trying.
The thing is as I've started flirting with her, she's started mirroring me. I have a very particular way of flirting that my friends easily recognise. So, this girl has stared sendimg me "flirting quotes" (kinda joking) that are quotes that could completely be mine. Then, I started sending stickers when she never did and she started sending them too (most of them were my own) and then I thought I'd look more "interesting" if I started typing better, as I usually use slang and bad written words, so I edited the messages. She asked me about it and I told her I corrected my sentences. And then she's started editing them too.
I don't know if that's good, that's bad or it's just nothing. Any ideas?

I’m in high school and I decided to take a cybersecurity class because I didn’t know if I was interested in it. I have now decided that I am not interested in cybersecurity. Whatever though, it’s just another class.
The problem has only come up in the fourth quarter. My cybersecurity teacher has decided to put everyone in the class in groups and the groups would stay the same the entire quarter. We use a website called myPLTW to do these cybersecurity labs, and sometimes the labs are for groups.
I’m a student so I’ve obviously had to deal with lazy group partners before, normally I can handle getting it all done by myself or get the partners to get their stuff done in time. But when I say that I have never, EVER, dealt with more ballsy, ignorant people, I am not lying.
The way my teacher does these labs is he makes it so that we have to: -complete the lab -document the lab -make a “cheat sheet” -make and present a slideshow about the lab.
For the first group project we had, my partners (3 excluding me) ALL said they’d work on the slideshow. You know what the problem with that is? YOU CANT MAKE A SLIDESHOW ABOUT A LAB YOU HAVEN’T DONE YET. But you know what? I’m an honors student, I’ve dealt with a lot of work before, I’ll be fine. I did the ENTIRE lab, made the ENTIRE slideshow because my partners couldn’t get the information and make it in one day,(I got it all done in one day), and that was it. We got a good grade so I’m fine.
Second lab rolls around and I thought things would be different. You would not imagine my disbelief as they did the same. Exact. Thing. The problem this time? I have an AP exam on one of the only days we could meet as a group AND on another day I had this entire grade (sophomore) event that took up the whole day so we couldn’t meet then either (some of my partners were juniors so I figured they could get some work done). Despite this, I still completed MOST of the lab so I thought maybe , just maybe, they could do the rest. Do you wanna know what they did? THEY READ MY INCOMPLETE LAB NOTES WORD FOR WORD OFF OF GOOGLE DOCS FOR THE PRESENTATION. Now I have a D for that lab because it sucked and we never even made the cheat sheet
Guess what we have now. A group final. I’m trying to get some late credit on that incomplete lab so that’s taking up precious time but we still have a final to complete and I’m not even done with that second lab. One of my partners CLAIMED that they’d get the final done but you know that whole “Fool me once” thing? I think this might be one of those moments.
So this post ultimately isn’t a rant, it’s a question. What the FUCK do I do now? My teacher doesn’t seem keen on changing up the partners or on disciplining them and I don’t really care what happens to them, I just want a good grade. I am in all honors and I have multiple tests and finals to study for because the grading quarter ends Thursday so I can’t just get it all done.
More specifically, does anyone know how to get little lazy bums to do their own work in one day and a night or does anyone know what I should tell the teacher in this situation? If so PLEASE tell me. If not, I hope you enjoyed this semi rant and perhaps you could empathize with having absolute primates as group partners.

Hey y'all...so this has to be one of the craziest things that's ever happened to me and I really wanted to share it. Buckle up cause it's a long one...sorry in advance lol.
It started in 2019 I (26f but back then 21) met this dude (23m at the time) on kik from the Netherlands, let's call him...butthole. So, me and butthole hit it off, we're vibing, we're flirting, all that shebang.
We decide to date online long distance (cause I still lived in America at the time) so we text every day and we call a lot and it's just sooo nice. He was really sweet and nice to me. Well, August of that year I went on a trip to Ireland and got SA'd while there we'd been dating for 3 months at this point.
Once I got back home I finally worked up the nerve to tell him cause I legit had PTSD from that shit and when I did, he got mad at me. He accused me of cheating...I was like wtf?? So we broke up and went no contact and that was that.
Until
2020 it's lockdown....my diddly dumbass was lonely and bored and decided to text him! Like girl wtf was I thinkin? So I text him and he ends up apologizing for accusing me of cheating. He realized he was wrong and just like that, we went back to vibing and flirting. We're also making low key plans for me to visit him once lockdown is lifted too. After a few days of this I'm thinkin we're gonna get back together. But he says to me "I have something to tell you and you're gonna get mad at me".
And I'm like....ok? I didn't even know what to think like no clue what it could be (cause I'm dumb lol) And he goes "so I'm actually living with a girl who is (and I quote) officially my girlfriend". Oh man I was pissed and really hurt...like that fucking hypocrite!! So he goes on to explain they'd been dating for 2 Y E A R S!!
Anyway, so I'm dumb and was so in love and had no self esteem and thought he was the best I could get so I ask if he wants to leave her. He was like yea but we have a house together and I recently lost my job because of the pandemic so it'd screw us both over if I left now. I should've run right then and there but nooooo.
So I was like "you want to leave her and be with me right? Like, you will right?" And he said yes, I want to be with you, I'll leave if I can, blah blah blah." After a couple weeks of us acting coupley, sexting, sending pics, flirting and shit I woke up one day and realized, he's never gonna leave her for me. Ever. So....I decided I have to find this girl and tell her cause this is bullshit.
Problem is...I know nothing about her and apparently barely anything about him. He wouldn't tell me her name or anything. And he told me back in 2019 that he doesn't have social media (I should've known that was a lie cause who doesn't at least have facebook?) So I have nothing except his first and last name (later I find out he lied about how his last name is spelled and he gave me his nickname instead of his actual first name!...bro is a pathological liar I s2g!)
I tried looking for him on social media (obviously I didn't find him) I would try to ask about her name, but like in a really chill way, obviously he wouldn't tell me. I got desperate and googled Netherlands chat sites, and got on one and legit asked each person if they knew butthole mcbuttface from Rotterdam...I knew it was a long shot but I had to try.
That ended in a flop (well not entirely but I'll get back to that later) So then I get real crafty. I decide that I'm gonna play an adult fun game with him. I ask a question, he answers it truthfully and he gets a "reward". So I made sure to write out all the questions, starting with super innocent ones and I put the really revealing ones later cause I figured he'd be thinking with his other head at that point so he'd answer anything I asked.
We didn't do this over video call, we texted and I sent videos doing the thing (that way I could write down his answers) I did a lot of shit I'm not proud of. But I got the answers I needed. So I went all FBI and I got the specific area he lived from him and I ended up finding roughly where his house is, I was hoping I could find her name somewhere with that but it was a bust.
I tried to use the other answers to find stuff but I got nothing. I then decide to confront him over one of the answers (his brother's name) cause I legit thought he lied, it didn't sound like a name a Dutch person would have. He told me it was the truth. It's a really weird name for someone in the Netherlands so I looked him up on Facebook and I FOUND THAT BITCH!
That's how I realized he gave me the wrong spelling of his last name. So through his brother I found butthole's page and through butthole's page I found her!!! It took me weeks to find her! I was so shooketh! I couldn't believe I actually did it! So I go and look through her profile for a bit and I see that a few days before we played that game he FUCKIN PROPOSED TO HER!!!
I literally screamed when I saw that...I was so pissed and upset that he did that to her..... So I take a shit ton of screenshots and send her a message basically telling her everything. And she responded like "omg thank you for telling me". Like she wasn't upset at me or anything and that made me so sad. We chit chatted a bit and she was telling me all this shit about how she heard he was only with her for her money and blah blah blah...and she asked me for a few more specific screenshots which I gladly sent.
Then she said that she was at work and would confront him when she was home. I was in full support mode and was like I'm here for you and I'm so sorry this happened. And she was in support mode and she said she was sorry it happened to me too. So we exchange numbers and start texting. Later she texted me saying that she was off work and she was almost home and I wished her luck. At that point I texted him saying something like bye bitch good luck and blocked him lol.
So then I waited to hear from her...I check an hour later and saw that she blocked my number....I was so confused. I genuinely wish I could know what he said to her cause y'all...she ended up staying with him and getting married.I saw the pics on Facebook lol but yea....she could do so much better like...idk how this gremlin lookin ass bitch pulled 2 girls cause he's ugly inside and out. Idk if they're still together. I haven't looked in on them since I saw the wedding pics.
So yea, that's my story...but I said I would come back to the chat site not being a complete flop. I met a dude on there and we became friends and he introduced me to a guy who is now my boyfriend of almost 4 years and I ended up moving to the Netherlands to be with him lolol....I'm nowhere near where butthole lives so I'll never run into him but yea thanks for reading!

On may 25th of 2023, I stopped drinking completely. Cold turkey. Im not a good drunk. Im an angry drunk. Not an angry tipsy, if I get like DRUNK DRUNK, I get angry at the littlest things. Last time, in may of 2023, I lied about drinking and how drunk I was. This is what triggered me deciding to stop.
so I stopped 100%.
from may 25th, 2023 - March 2, 2024.
My wife and I have been married for about two years. She has her son through a previous marriage. I have my son through a previous marriage and then together we have our daughter.
during this time, my wife never stopped drinking. She can be an angry drunk, but it is not inherently in her nature.
She would order drinks when we went out to dinner, she would drink white claws at the house. For a while, she was not asking me to go to the store to buy her alcohol, but rather having it DoorDashed to the house. I genuinely thought this was a huge waste of money, so I offered a handful of times to go and do that for her. It didn’t bother me.
I stayed sober for roughly 9 months, that is, until my wife and I went on a date night. I planned it, booked a reservation, all that stuff. Real nice.
Anyway, we are at dinner and my wife asked me, “so, do you see yourself just going without alcohol for like your entire life? Like forever?”
And I said, “I don’t know I thought about it a little bit, but honestly not too much. I do have this image, though in my head, of me as like a 50-year-old man wearing my hair is all gray and my beard is gray and me and you are at some family event, maybe Christmas, maybe Thanksgiving or something. And all the kids are running around and doing their thing and I am just kind of looking out at all of the activity and really feeling proud of what we have built and the family we have built in the relationships. And in my hand is a glass of really really nice whiskey with a big ol ice cube, right in the middle. Like… That’s the idea that I have in my head for like… Satisfaction? I guess? Comfort? Security?”
So we talked a little bit more about that, but it ended up with her, offering me a glass of wine. And I said sure. It’s date night. It’s been like nine months. I have no intention, nor desire to seriously begin drinking again. Like I have absolutely zero desire to drink to get drunk.
Anyway, I had a glass of wine. Had one glass of wine. Enjoyed it. It was very nice. We had a great night. Went home. That’s it.
But then, like… Fast forward like a week or two or some thing… And one of the things I drink a lot is lemonade… So she comes home and she’s got two really tall Mike’s hard lemonade. And she’s like I got these for you to try. and I was like OK. And I drink them and we hung out and had a great night I didn’t get like wasted or even remotely close, and no issues. Cool.
So, then, like one night, I’m by myself, like I do every Sunday and and then, the urge just hit me to like have a claw. And I was like I mean, sure, why not? Like my whole mentality around drinking has changed over the course of this past 9 to 10 months , so I’m not worried about it in the least. I know my brain.
So I have a claw. I have two of them.
And then, the next day, she asked me, “hey, did you drink my claws?” and I was like, “yeah I had some.” and then she’s like, “I didn’t know we were like getting back into it like that.” And I was like what do you mean? And she was like well you were just by yourself, and you felt like you needed a claw. And I was like I didn’t feel like I NEEDED a claw, I just like felt like having one, and she was like that really scares me.
and i GET THAT.
But I’m also really fucking confused. And I feel like I’m being yanked around a little bit.
And then she just went on this spiel about how this is starting to really make her nervous in really scare her and shit.
and I just feel really annoyed. And confused.
Like I’ve made so much fucking progress in the thing is dude… I think alcohol had a massive role to play in me making bad choices, but I do believe it was the bad choices that led to the climax of me and my wife’s bullshit.
I thought my brain had changed and developed and I just think my view on alcohol and like a drinking socially has completely and 100% changed.
And I think my wife like SOMETIMES wants her old drinking buddy back or something… I don’t know. But it’s like she’s only cool with it when she gives it to me? Or when she wants me to have it?
so then like the whole month of May. I mean, it’s like… back to the old days of drinking in the house. Im not getting obliterated by any means, but like im coming home, cracking open a claw, etc. she’s cracking open claws, etc. and we’re drinking and having a blast and its all fine, staying up WAY later than we should have. We’re not getting in fights tho. Its all fine.
then, rewind to this past sunday. It was my morning to get up with the kids. I do. At about 12:30 PM, I crack open my first claw. That was my first mistake.
everything, is mostly fine throughout the day, no big deal. But then I go to start my start my hobby @ 5:00 PM, where i will be by myself until about 11:00 PM.
while im doing my hobby, im drinking, my wife and I are texting about a friend of ours and how they’ve been acting like not so cool lately. And its been bothering me.
by 11:00 PM im pretty drunk. Likkkeee pretttyyy fuckin drunk.
i call my friend up, we have a great conversation about the shit thats been on my mind. All good.
but then, I get off the phone, I go into our bedroom, i lay down on the bed and I begin telling my wife that I spoke to our friend and before I can even get through the story, wife can tell that im like 3 sheets to the wind. And starts yelling at me. Getting upset at how drunk I am. Understandable. I was not in a place to like… have that conversation. Like I was GONE. And then this fuckin angry version of me comes out. and we start arguing. I slam doors. I say NASTY shit. She locks me out of the bedroom. That pisses me off. I try to get in by just whiteknucling the door handle. Doesn’t work. I leave. I kick a laundry basket. I grab a blanket. I go up stairs to the couch and pass out.
the next morning, wife gets up with the kids, takes em to school, I try to talk to her in the morning. We get into another fight.
i spend all day upstairs. I work all day from the up stairs loft.
our daughter gets home. I make her dinner. We go about our regular shit.
i was scheduled to do my hobby again last night. I was not in the mood. I hung out with my wife in our bedroom all night just scrolling through my phone as she worked on her computer.
she realizes that im tired and gets upset saying, “its like if youre not doing your hobby, everything else bores you and you’re tired.”
i tell her, “I honestly didn’t think you wanted anything to do with me today.”
i stay up, scrolling through my phone.
she had conversation with me about certain things. About the gift we bought my son (her stepson) and where we were going to set it up and how to take care of it.
she talks to me about these two songs she’s heard that seem to have the exact same beat.
we talk about how we need to re-do our budget bc we just got new bank accounts.
we laugh a few times.
eventually, she climbs into bed, we watch an episode of last week with Jon Oliver, and she rolls over to go to sleep.
before she falls asleep, I tell her how sorry I am,. How ashamed and stupid I feel. I tell her im so sorry for overdoing it. I dont know what got into me. I dont know why I decided to drink so heavily. I tell her that isn’t the type of husband I want to be. I tell her it’s not the type of father I want to be. I scared her with how drunk and angry I was. And its like all the hard work I did over the past year, it’s completely went away and was tarnished bc of the decision I made in one night to drink so heavily. I tell her I dont know how she could ever forgive me and I understand that. I tell her if I were to lose her, it would be considered my greatest failure. I tell her a lot more before I say, “and thats about it really.”
she says, “I dont know if I can respond to that right now, but thank you for sharing.”
she falls asleep. I fall asleep. I toss and turn all night. Dreading this morning to come.
i wake up, I get the kids ready, get daughter breakfast, get myself ready, I take daughter in to say bye bye. She is as sweet as ever with daughter. As if nothing happened.
i leave, take daughter to daycare, I go to work.
we havent spoken. ———
I don’t know what to do.
I thought that I was different. And I thought that after spending so much time not drinking any alcohol, I had formed a sort of new relationship with it and now had control. I don’t know why I made that stupid fucking decision to crack open that white claw at 12:30 PM.
I’m now thinking that I’m going to lose my wife and kids. And I have never been so scared in my life.
The obvious answer is, “you have to stop. Not even a few drinks and getting tipsy and being able to handle it is even remotely worth risking losing my wife and kids.”
I could give a fuck about drinking alcohol ever again.
I don’t know how I let it weasel its way back into my life. But it is the definition of a slippery slope. It just keeps going. And I got too comfortable and too confident in my ability to maintain. Until I got obliterated and lost all sense of dignity and respect.
I don’t know what the fuck I could even begin to possibly say for her to give me another shot at this. Of course, I think if we both stopped drinking, that would be the most ideal reality, but I don’t think that she should have to pay for my bullshit.
If there’s anyone out there, who read this whole thing, I really do appreciate it.
i’m just looking for some sort of advice as to what to do next

For some context, I got married to my husband B, over 1 year ago and I cannot help but wonder if my husband loves me or not? So, back 2 years ago, I got married to B, over arranged marriage because in my culture it's a good option and culturally appropriate since my pervious boyfriend's were all jerks. So, during initial interactions, B was very calm and mature with me and seemed a genuinely nice guy. It also really added to his good looks and high income that I could not refuse the offer and also after a few interaction we decided to get married. But as soon, as we got married, he started interacting less and less with me, I mean he did not even spent the first night with me, and over 3 months our bedroom life was quite dry.
He was still a good partner to have, if I asked for some moeny he will give me no questions asked, he was not jealous or abusive, but it was just like living with a roommate, I did try to spice up things, but he would always reject me or turn me down, in fits, I would also curse him or try to argue with him but he just ignored me most of these times. In between all this, my job got the better of me and I got sick due to overworking. I could not care less about telling him as I thought it would just anger him so I just took a leave and spent the whole day in the bed, but to my surprise when B got home and saw me sick, he started to be really caring and asked me why did I not tell him earlier or how bad was it etc. During the 4 days which my fever remained, he quitely took all over the house chores got me breakfast, lunch and dinner, and regularly took care of me, he even slept close to me while regularly using ice strips. It was during those days that I first saw him actually show me a warm smile and while serving me breakfast. Even before leaving for work, he would cook meals for me and left me special notes in case of emergency. At first I was skeptical as to how much can a person change so I did not respond much to him as he did to me usually.
After I got well, he reverted back to the old pattern. And this situation happened two more times, around the third time I asked him why he is he being so nice to me all this time and not to me usually when I am more healthy, I mentioned that at the start of our marriage I literally begged for some of his attention and now he is literally taking days off of work to acre for me? After patiently listening to all this, he got really flustered and embarrased and just left my room. I felt bad for saying all this to him and the next day when he brought me breakfast as usual, I apologized to him and he said it's okay and water under the bridge. But what happened yesterday really shook me, see until yesterday I thought he did not really love and was forced in this marriage by his parents which is what usually happens in arranged marriages.
But yesterday, when I was trying to sleep, he opened my door and brought a glass of warm water and kept it beside and after a few seconds, he literally whispered "I love you.", and I felt a soft kiss on my forehead. He left while giggling and I was so excited and confused, I just could not sleep all night. I am writing this today all sleep deprived and confused, what to do now? Is he just manipulating me, gaslighting me or does he actually care?

Hi everyone, we are two Italian tourist who will be in Uzbekistan at the beginning of August. We booked a night stay in a yurt camp, with camel ride and bath in the aydar kul lake. We will pay 290$ in total for 2 people with lunch, breakfast, dinner, and transfer from Samarkand and to Bukhara included. Reading some reviews, however, we found out that it can be a very unpleasant experience, because it is very touristic, expensive and the yurts and the toilets are usually dirty, the food is extremely expensive and not good, and so on... We are very adaptable, and we are used to some "adventure" (I slept with cockroaches in Mexico...) but since it is very expensive, we wanted to make sure to have at least a good experience. Does anyone know any good yurt camp that offers this service? Or any advice (even to skip this and focus on other things) Thank you!