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2018.11.23 08:27 jilohshiousJ BehindTheClosetDoor
Welcome to BehindTheClosetDoor, the ultimate sanctuary to discuss the wild ride of Poshmark and reselling! Dive in, share your stories, ask questions, and maybe even spill some tea!
2021.08.26 20:13 LessCoolThanYou TheGreenDoor
Midnight, one more night without sleeping. Watching, till the morning comes creeping. Green door, what's that secret you're keeping? - Marvin J. Moore
2020.12.09 19:16 stupidsoup Boingything
Cute creatures confounded by that weird boingy thing behind the door
2024.05.21 14:26 -LightInTheDark- Trying to make my business more digital. Any tips?
Hi everyone! I'm hoping to get some advice on integrating new technologies into my business. I've been working in custom home building for the past 20 years, and I always liked to do all the paperwork, quoting process, and others by pen and paper because this is what I was taught and used all my career. However, my business has been steadily going south over the past few years. I've looked it up online, and it supposedly reduces estimation times and makes things more efficient. No doubt this is true, but I have no idea how it works. Could anyone enlighten me on how the estimation and quoting processes take place? I'm also curious if you had any experience with it and if it can be trusted? Does it have a bias toward bigger, more established sellers, or does it also include smaller shops? What software has a comprehensive guide (maybe a detailed blog or an active YouTube channel) and very responsive customer support? I am an old man now and very green when it comes to technology in general, not only with this specific construction estimating software. Any experience you have is invaluable! Thank you for your time!
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2024.05.21 14:26 pohltergiest Catching up on the Tohoku Times
 | Finally finding some time after resting to do my writing. The bike shop experience was a little sweaty in the hot weather, and while we were outside working on our bikes, not only did the wife of the mechanic go get us an iced coffee and an ice cream, she later made us care packages with an energy gel and a bunch of electrolyte tablets. Looking inside, it would seem this shop has been the home of a pro-level team for a long time, so I imagine they have a lot of these things on hand, but it was still very nice. submitted by pohltergiest to RainbowRamenRide [link] [comments] My wheel repair went well, the bumps and wobbles straightening out with the spoke repair. Bryce had them look at his front wheel, which had a different problem. He took a look at it, and after some consideration he said it was a "maintenance challenge" and proceeded to pull out a lot of wrenches. Bryce gleaned that the hub of the wheel needed tightening, and he did not have the correct wrenches to deal with this decidedly north american model. But he did have ones that were close enough and with some effort he managed to make it better to ride. After all was said and done we asked how much for the repairs and he tells us that he's a volunteer for the day, that this is his son's shop and he's just hanging out for the day because it's a holiday! We were flabbergasted but again he would not take any payment. We talked with him a bunch and he told us that he's in his 70's and attributes his good health to his biking, which he proudly states he's been doing for over 60 years now. We said he was an inspiration and said our goodbyes. We were lucky to get the repairs done so quick, as it gave us just enough time to hit up the aquarium. We needed to ride just 12km to get there, and a nice tunnel took us through a mountain range instead of us having to go over it. I was tired, the stress of the string of repairs really getting to me. But we arrived with an hour and a half til closing and got to see the aquarium which was a big white building tucked up against sea cliffs on the sea of Japan. I felt instantly more at ease, the temperature feeling more moderate by the water, which was calm as the day went on. The aquarium was lovely, with an obvious focus on jellyfish. I don't usually like aquariums or zoos due to what appears to be inadequate facilities for the inhabitants, but jellyfish in a tank? I don't think jellyfish care, or have the ability to care. This is like having a series of terrariums in my mind, jellyfish are one step above insects in my mind. And jellies they had, loads and loads of jellies, some on the larger side and lots of teeny tiny ones that almost can't be seen at all without magnification. They really do look like little automatons, just wiggling around. The tanks were all very tastefully lit, highlighting UV reactive cells, long streaming tendrils (that I'm sure have a proper name), and rainbow shimmering reflective cells that look deceptively like teeny tiny LEDs on little ridges. The prime attraction was the dream theatre, a dark room with a 5m tall tank circulating with hundreds or thousands of jellies and lit with a dreamy blue and purple light. We saw posters of famous artists performing in front of the jellyfish tank, the theatre being aptly named. We missed out on the jellyfish ramen noodles, it being a bit too late in the day, but we did get to enjoy the late day views from on top of the aquarium. Why did we ever leave the ocean? Flat roads, sunsets unmarred by dumb terrain, beaches. It's the best. I love beaches. Looking at the map, we'd have to cover 120km to get to Akita to take the ferry to hokkaido, so we decided to cover some ground while we still had light so as to not overload the next day should something happen. On we went. We zoomed past pastel-lit beaches, seeing folks sitting in pairs, waiting for the sunset. We've seen people stop right on highways if they have a good view of the sunset. We had no such time to enjoy it today. An hour or so later, we covered 20km to Sakata. Bryce wanted fried chicken for dinner, so we went to a takeout place and got way too much chicken for the two of us to eat. It can be hard to tell what you're getting, as one piece of karaage can be anything from a morsel to a meal, in this case we had more of a meal per piece along with rice and cabbage. We got some drinks from a vending machine and ate the food by a river, watching the water go by as the light faded. For once, we couldn't finish all the food, which was a shock. I always finish the food. Good job, random chicken place, you win this round. I found a big empty looking beach in the middle of nowhere on the map about 10km north of our position, so we prepared to set out for a night ride. Rain was in the forecast for the next morning, which meant we needed a private place that we wouldn't be bothered for an extended time during daylight hours. And we'd need to reduce our kilometers for the next day as we'd probably have to bike some of it in the rain, which sucks. As we were biking through the city, we happened upon a summer festival, people filling the streets. The usual assortment of festival treats didn't steal our attention, but I stopped for a moment to examine a line of white painted ladies in front of a stage that were talking turns talking about something or another. If only we had the time to watch the performance! We instead used our valuable time biking to a convenience store to one again get water, food, and some canned coffee for the next morning. Always an exciting time. We left the city, things now fully dark. The highway was not the best, lots of cracks and parts filled in with patches, and my focus wasn't the best. Obstructions become much harder to see in the light of a headlight, even harder to see when you have to use the dimmest setting as the headlamp always seems to be close to dying. My body bitched that it was the wrong time of day to be biking, I should already be setting up camp and kicking back, not pressing for an extra 10km. We did eventually make it to the beach intact, if a bit worn out, rolling down a sandy road until we had to push our bikes over dune-encrusted paths. Nobody here except a handful of night fishers, but they only care about fish. We pushed our bikes along the beach until we found a lonely pair of shelters for picnics and began setting up there. It seemed like a good spot, and we could tie up the tarp for extra rain protection. Giant wind fences on the beach would help with any gusts coming off the sea, but we weren't expecting a lot of wind anyways. Feeling like I'd have extra time in the morning, I got to sleep instead, feeling more tired than ever. It was late in the morning when we were ready to go, rain gear donned and our spirits as high as they would be all day. We had 95km to ride, half a day to do it, and we were already soaked. On we went. Rice planting is in full swing now, everywhere we go there's farmers hurredly planting thousands of tiny sprouts in prepared fields. Early on there was a bit of a roadside attraction in the form of a curiously coloured pond, which we dutifully checked out. The pond was indeed a brilliant blue green colour and very clear, like the water of some onsens we've seen. Reading a sign, the pond was the source of the little rivers nearby and the water was extremely cold which kept it from fouling. As we rode, the mist rising off the hills looked like smoke. We hoped the rain would turn to just mist soon. Wiping my face for the hundredth time, we slowly pedaled on. Rain pants tug on my skin, making knee pain feel more prominent. We bike slower too, I think the water on the road is just harder to bike on. Feels like slow motion compared to fair weather riding. After 30km, I needed to stop and get some real food in me, I found a mandarin restaurant serving spicy ramen, which sounded perfect for a cold, stiff day like this. We left our dripping rain gear outside where it might get slightly dryer simply by gravity, and went in, still sorta dripping anyways. Inside, the restaurant was filled to the brim with knickknacks and collectables and was bright and cheery despite the weather outside. I found a place to plug in my headlamp and we both ordered big bowls of spicy soup and colas for the sugar and caffeine boost we'd need to keep going. The soup was flavorful and delicious, with a ground pork that was sweet instead of savoury. Last time I made sweet pork it was kinda gross so it was neat to have a sweet pork that wasn't bad. I ate my whole bowl, needing all the calories I could get, and settled down a bit to check the radar for the area. As can be expected for the coast, the weather was temperamental. It was good we got going, as the section behind us was being hammered, while we could expect a bit of a reprieve from the rain as we moved forward. That was about as good as we could hope for and with the clock striking 2 (and playing a song) in the restaurant, we departed. The sky brightening a bit from a dreary grey to a less dreary grey, our moods lifted for a while while our jackets dried off in the breeze. The sights were beautiful, in a desolate sort of way. Something about staring off into seemingly infinite ocean is unsettling to me. The evergreens on rocky spits in the ocean reminded us of the west coast trail, a few unbothered sections of coast here and there revealing what this land is supposed to look like under all the concrete pylons and coast management techniques Japan loves. After an hour, I began having some real issues. My heart rate had spiked, my vision was a little odd, and I was starting to not feel well. Not good. I drank a bunch of water, which helped, but eventually my body decided the spicy ramen was too oily and spicy for my guts and I went to destroy a convenience store. I felt better after, but I really should know better by now. There's so much oil in the cooking here though, it's hard to avoid sometimes. We kept riding, now with no rain gear and keeping up a respectable pace. We went on a desolate road, giant windmills standing guard on the coast overlooking fields of windburnt trees all bent away from the water. Looks like this coast gets absolutely hammered by the wind, maybe I shouldn't complain too much about the rain if it's not windy as well. Things were looking up, our pace put us on schedule to arrive at 6, well before dark which put us in better spirits. Better spirits until Bryce's tire blew out. Pulling apart the tire layers, incredulous that the so-called "flatless" tires would fail us now, we found a shard of black glass stabbed straight through the thickest part of the tire and a centimeter into the tube section. Well there's no bike tire on earth that can survive that, that one's just bad luck. We felt a little better about that as we set about replacing it. At least with the new rim Bryce had it was much less of a fight to get the tire on and off to replace the tube. Getting the bead to set was a pain, Bryce cycled the tube pressure three times and we even soaped the edge to get it to budge. It seemed good enough to me, but the rim of the tire definitely seemed a little inconsistent. The rain starting again, we debated what we should do, I argued that if he was careful and avoided bumps the bead might set itself and we didn't have any other techniques we could try. He wasn't able to pull the tire over any more and my hands were too weak to be of much help. We were wet and cold by this point, so Bryce agreed with this and we remounted and got moving. We could always take the train if we had to, but that wasn't an option we wanted to do just yet. I was in the rear and I could immediately see and hear something was wrong with Bryce's bike, even though I was focused on the tire bead to see if it was setting properly. It looked like his front and back tires were tracking different paths and one or both seemed to be leaning? I know the front tire had a hub issue so I thought maybe they're just a bit off but after a while I called a halt as it looked just too messed up not to try reseating the axle. While we were redoing the rear axle, we discovered that a bolt holding the rear pannier rack was close to coming out altogether, the source of the terrible rattling I've been hearing for weeks now! That was a relief to fix, and the wheel seemed to be sitting better. Now we were quite a bit later, projections looking more like 7 o'clock and getting dark by the time we got to the city. The sky was getting lighter, but it was the sun starting to sink below the cloud layer, signaling the end of the day and the last of our riding light. I was so tired by this point, bone tired. The rain makes every kilometer feel like two, I was sneezing again, feeling sad. Lots of harsh feelings were welling up, life starting to roar back into focus as all the things I pushed away for the past year demanded answers right now. I tried my best to file away the petitions as I could, but mostly I just tried to keep my head up as my mood sunk lower with the sun. My sinuses decided they'd had enough and shut down, making my head feel like it was a size too big. In the last light of the day we got to Akita, the end of our Tohoku adventure. The kindness of the people we met saved us from finding the whole region cursed. I demanded burgers and fries to lift my soggy mood, nothing in my tool box keeping me happy. Luckily there was a good looking place near our hotel to try and it was a countertop kinda place. We went in to find a fully charming establishment full of locals and a pair of chefs working the counter. I was feeling just awful but Bryce had a good time interacting with people. Everyone was very curious about the two colourful and very wet foreigners who had wandered in after parking very large and heavy bikes. I joined in on the answers, having the better language skills whenever Bryce couldn't parse what was being asked, but I was more focused on the pile of fries and the chili burger I ordered. People were flabbergasted that we came all the way from the southern end of the country, the chefs assuming we must have come from Tokyo instead. Some of the other patrons started rattling off Canadians they knew, with Justin Bieber ("Justinoo Beeberu!") and Celine Dion topping the list. I ordered a BLT sandwich as I was still starving even after a whole meal. The chef brought over a bottle of nice sake to have as a toast to the brave travellers, which I had to refuse as I would like to recover from this cold sometime this century. There's so much booze that it's hard not to here. To alleviate the embarrassment of having to refuse the booze, he offered me a ginger ale instead, which I graciously accepted. The other chef laughed as they pulled out a bottle "Canada Dry" she said, to the laughter of the bar. Taste of home in a strange place. I polished off my BLT (and considered a second) and while I'm sure Bryce could have spent all evening taking free shots of excellent sake with the bartender, we had to be up early, so we said our goodbyes and waved as we wheeled our bikes into the dark city. I left in a good mood, but tired as hell. Bryce was positivity beaming from the fun interactions, and the four drinks he had. The hotel was nearby, so it wasn't too hard. A parking attendant ushered us to a spot near the guardhouse, and we locked up there. He asked us when we were thinking of getting the bikes the next day, and when we said 430 in the morning he was a little taken aback. He understood that the ferry was early but that was too early for him. The hotel room was nice enough, but all I wanted was a bath and sleep. There were bath salts at the front desk and we took turns soaking in the tub. I wasted no time, doing my thing, arranging my clothes for the morning, setting an alarm and going to sleep. 415 would be just around the corner. |
2024.05.21 14:20 bfg10000000000000 Info dump from MD fanfic (AU)
targeting system online . . locating planet... PN: Copper 9 . . . infomation Copper 9 was a planet discovered in 2078, when humanity started colonising outside the home system copper 9 was a prime target... The first colonisation attempt failed as the planet was extremely hostile to human life so began the Terrafroming process
Giant robots were constructed to melt the ice caps and to heat up the planet known as terraformers
Smaller adolescent sized robots were created to mine resources, and build massive facilities for humanity these are known as worker drones
Larger adult sized robots were created to kill anything that had more than 2 legs and these were known as murder drones
After terrafroming ended some drones gained sentience and started killing any colonists so I was decided by the council of terra that we'll freeze the quarantine the planet, so in 3005 we destroyed the core of the planet and freezing it in the process
(Day 21900) Khan builds doors
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Giant robots were constructed to melt the ice caps and to heat up the planet known as terraformers
Smaller adolescent sized robots were created to mine resources, and build massive facilities for humanity these are known as worker drones
Larger adult sized robots were created to kill anything that had more than 2 legs and these were known as murder drones
After terrafroming ended some drones gained sentience and started killing any colonists so I was decided by the council of terra that we'll freeze the quarantine the planet, so in 3005 we destroyed the core of the planet and freezing it in the process
(Day 21900) Khan builds doors
2024.05.21 14:20 Street_Cantaloupe335 Living in regrets/anxiety from past love/friends relationship. 35F 35M. How to move on in life?
Hello I am a 35 years woman who have had quite a lot of experiences so far. I was someone( around my 20s) who used to be quite straightforward blunt and did things without giving much thoughts/impulsive. At that time i didnot want to live my life without regrets in later stage of my life ( ironically i am now)
1st relationship -20years I broke up with a guy because i started to have feelings for another guy who ended up being quite toxic for me. So instead at that time of pausing and reflecting on this whether i am right or wrong, i decided to be honest with people around me and i broke up with the person and went with the toxic person.
2nd relationship 25 years Later we broke up with that toxic person ( he cheated and hurt me a lot) and was with another person at the age of 25. We dated three years until i moved to another country again from my impulsive nature. We really tried long distance but later realised that he didnot want to come join me and vice versa. I believe we loved each other but neither of us wanted to do the country shift ( him immigrating and me going back to my country). Other than that he was a perfect guy who was willing to give me everything if i moved back and we get married. Those 3 years were hard and i decided to end things as we were kind of dragging each other into you come back - no you come join me etc. Soon after I met my now husband.
3rd relationship- wedding 31 years He is a rather good guy and I do love him. I am also someone who tries to be more paused now especially with people’s feelings. I often find myself overthinking and having regrets like what if i had went back home ( this happens whenever my husband does something wrong- as everyone- he has his flaws ). I also overthinks at how i did mistakes when i was young and made wrong choices and i kind of feel unclean/bad person. We are both together because we have our fair share of baggage but it seems i can no longer carry mine and thus his baggage sometimes also burdens me.
On top of my relationships i also had a lot of friends in my 20s. I currently have only 3-4 good friends. I feel that I have hurt some of my friends along the way thats why the friendship faded away ( e.g not telling them i moved to another country) but also due to toxic friendship ( e.g unfriending/blocking a friend who i heard spoke behind my back , was rude to me, flirting with me- there was a boy who was flirting with me despite having his girlfriend. At the end of the day they got married and i was the one who was put in a bad light. ( i was single at that time and he was simply double timing us so i told his girlfriend the truth when i came to know that this guy is not a good person but ended up being the bad person so i blocked everyone who was connected to this situation not to think of it anymore - i was more in a state of okay i will close the doors to people who are unkind to me mainly as a defense mechanism i would say)
I am completely lost in my mind right now and want to know if i am having a mid life crisis or i am simply overthinking? I am having lots of flashbacks of my past love/friends relationships ( regrets anxiety bad good less friends did i do right/wrong) which i know is not healthy for myself. How should i move on?
Sorry for the long message but i needed to take all of it out of my head. :(
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1st relationship -20years I broke up with a guy because i started to have feelings for another guy who ended up being quite toxic for me. So instead at that time of pausing and reflecting on this whether i am right or wrong, i decided to be honest with people around me and i broke up with the person and went with the toxic person.
2nd relationship 25 years Later we broke up with that toxic person ( he cheated and hurt me a lot) and was with another person at the age of 25. We dated three years until i moved to another country again from my impulsive nature. We really tried long distance but later realised that he didnot want to come join me and vice versa. I believe we loved each other but neither of us wanted to do the country shift ( him immigrating and me going back to my country). Other than that he was a perfect guy who was willing to give me everything if i moved back and we get married. Those 3 years were hard and i decided to end things as we were kind of dragging each other into you come back - no you come join me etc. Soon after I met my now husband.
3rd relationship- wedding 31 years He is a rather good guy and I do love him. I am also someone who tries to be more paused now especially with people’s feelings. I often find myself overthinking and having regrets like what if i had went back home ( this happens whenever my husband does something wrong- as everyone- he has his flaws ). I also overthinks at how i did mistakes when i was young and made wrong choices and i kind of feel unclean/bad person. We are both together because we have our fair share of baggage but it seems i can no longer carry mine and thus his baggage sometimes also burdens me.
On top of my relationships i also had a lot of friends in my 20s. I currently have only 3-4 good friends. I feel that I have hurt some of my friends along the way thats why the friendship faded away ( e.g not telling them i moved to another country) but also due to toxic friendship ( e.g unfriending/blocking a friend who i heard spoke behind my back , was rude to me, flirting with me- there was a boy who was flirting with me despite having his girlfriend. At the end of the day they got married and i was the one who was put in a bad light. ( i was single at that time and he was simply double timing us so i told his girlfriend the truth when i came to know that this guy is not a good person but ended up being the bad person so i blocked everyone who was connected to this situation not to think of it anymore - i was more in a state of okay i will close the doors to people who are unkind to me mainly as a defense mechanism i would say)
I am completely lost in my mind right now and want to know if i am having a mid life crisis or i am simply overthinking? I am having lots of flashbacks of my past love/friends relationships ( regrets anxiety bad good less friends did i do right/wrong) which i know is not healthy for myself. How should i move on?
Sorry for the long message but i needed to take all of it out of my head. :(
2024.05.21 14:18 Bitcoin-veteran Unlocking Digital Marketing Success with Strategic Planning
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A marketing calendar not only provides a roadmap for campaigns but also ensures strategic online visibility. This tool allows you to plan ahead, facilitating actions in an orderly rather than haphazard manner. With a bit of input and routine maintenance, a marketing calendar can take the guesswork out of your digital marketing efforts. At the heart of the successful implementation of a marketing calendar, lies organization and productivity. When you're organized, even the most daunting marketing tasks become manageable. This can lead to increased productivity and more time at your disposal for other crucial business operations.
To enhance productivity, set clear marketing goals and outline the steps needed to achieve them in your calendar. Detailed planning will prevent wasted time and resources on activities that do not align with your business objectives. Moreover, tracking these planned activities can provide you with invaluable insights into what's working and what isn't. Regular evaluation and adjustment is the key to steady growth in the ever-changing digital landscape.
When it comes to digital marketing, content is king. That's where Kulassa shines. Among its peers, Kulassa is not just another digital marketing company, but it's a beacon of innovative content marketing strategies. This company has channelled years of experience and creativity into its unique approach to delivering tailor-made digital marketing solutions. Kulassa uses research-backed strategies to create compelling content that meets your audience where they are. The company accommodates the evolving needs of digital marketers by offering flexible, data-driven solutions that get results.
This approach sets Kulassa apart. In a world where digital marketing firms are numerous, this is the only company with a core focus on content marketing. They understand that content isn’t a one-size-fits-all proposition. Visit the Kulassa website (https://kulassa.com) to learn more about the company's innovative approach to digital marketing and understand why they are the number one choice for businesses seeking effective digital marketing solutions.
Malek Almsaddi, the CEO and driving force behind Kulassa, remains an industry leader in creating and executing strategic digital content. Get in touch directly at media@kulassa.com and kickstart your content's journey. Trust your brand to the industry experts. Trust Kulassa.Ah, digital marketing. Such a carefree world, just as simple as arranging lawn flamingos for a retirement party. One day you're slaving on that clickbaity blog post that nobody will read, the next you're playing Inspector Gadget with your SEO analytics-- and in between, there's customer engagement, online stalking ... I mean research, and analytics battles to wage. But, fear not, fellow digital gladiators, there's a magical fairy that can make it all easier: the majestic marketing calendar. Yes, you heard it right. The marketing calendar! Ready to lead you on your heroic quest to online visibility, as a mischievous GPS would. It's like a step-by-step guide to burning some digital calories in the least haphazardly manner possible. Feed it well, stroke it gently, and it can do all the thinking for you. Kinda.
The secret ingredients for turning marketing calendar into great success? Organization and productivity - the chocolate and peanut butter to your digital Reese's. Level up your organizing skills, and even the marketing Hydra becomes cuddly as a bunny. This could lead to squashing more virtual bugs in one day, leaving you enough spare time to actually live your life.
To make your calendar your loyal henchman, carve into it your marketing goals then draft up a little treasure map to reach them. Detailed planning will prevent you from sliding down the slippery slope into a pit of wasted time and deranged efforts. [Kulassa]("https://kulassa.com")
2024.05.21 14:14 pyatnitsa19 I rejected a friend in a bad way and now he's acting very weird.
TL;DR I (14F) don't know what to do about my friend/classmate (15M) who has love-hate (this is kind of an exaggeration) feelings for me.
We're in the same class and graduating 8th grade in less than a month and I'm asking for help because I don't want to be the villain in his life. I'm always stressed about hurting people and I only ever tried to be kind and honest, but I was stupid and I messed up this time. I don't want him to remember me as the exact thing I am not. I hate conflict and being mean. I would rather compromise than hurt somebody's feelings, but now I am just at loss.
We started talking more in October and then got pretty close in November and December. We'll call him D. We went out mid December at the mall to buy a book for school and I ended up buying Christmas presents. He helped me pick stuff for all of my friends and then we ate. It was very much a date-like hangout and we even walked arm in arm to the bus stop at the mall. He also walked me from the bus stop to my front door.
Fast forward to a day before our school's Christmas event. I told my friends that I kind of liked him and they convinced me to tell him. I told him and we texted some more at home then we agreed to talk the next day after the event. That evening I thought about it all and I realized that I wasn't ready for a relationship. I am 14 after all and I have the most important exam of my life so far at the end of the school year (this is just the schooling system in my country). The next day I avoided him and then at home I explained everything through text because I was too anxious to do it face-to-face. I was a wimp and I wish I had the guts to actually talk to him. I apologized countless times. I felt horrible and I can't even imagine how it was for him. I still kinda hate myself for it, but at the time I believed it was for the best.
I thought about the whole ordeal and it made me realize I might have attachment issues. I'm so obsessed with being loved (I grew up very lonely) that I feel a certain level of romantic attraction towards anyone who gives me a little more attention (especially men which I know is terrible). I also don't mean this as an excuse, but rather as an explanation to why I acted the way I did. I liked how D made me feel about myself, not actually him (this is horrible, I know). After I explained everything I felt he was cool about it and I actually thought that maybe things were okay. I told him i wasn't going out until after New Year's because I was very busy with family (I wasn't avoiding him purposely I was actually busy) yet for about a week straight he asked me 2 times every day where I was which was kinda weird and made me not want to go out at all even after New Year's.
Fast forward to this March when a common acquaintance of ours (not in our class) talked to D because he'd heard from a friend of his that D still liked me. D told this acquaintance that he does indeed still like me, that I look good and that he likes my big breasts (he said this in a much less respectful way). I was shocked because I couldn't fathom D still liking me after I'd been a total witch to him. We'd been ignoring each other mostly ever since December and even though we agreed to stay friends and I was very confused.
A few days later I was talking to a good friend of mine, D's deskmate, and mentioned the acquaintance who told me D still liked me. I just repeated something funny he said. I didn't say anything about D because he was right there, but D got mad (he probably found out I knew stuff) and broke a pencil. I'd seen that he had problems with anger and jealousy (he used to read my texts to my online friend on the other side of the world who is also a guy and got upset when I'd say they're personal and we weren't even together), but I didn't think it was that bad.
My friend (we'll call her R) told me she found out from another friend in our group that I was driving D crazy with telling his deskmate (a very close friend of mine) about stuff like weird fanfiction about my favourite singer (Gerard Way) and my variety of dirty jokes. From what R understood, he didn't like me speaking about sexual stuff (I haven't done anything like that, it's just an interesting topic to me) around him. I didn't understand why it would bother him, but apparently it did. Maybe jealousy? I don't know.
Nothing much happened until this Saturday when our whole class was taking album photos. The basic and typically "popular" girl in our class invited my group (the 7 emo girls basically) alongside her group (her another 3 people) to the new Japanese restaurant in town. We get along fine with them, though they kinda gossip about us sometimes, so we gladly agreed to eat with them. A girl in our group (whom D liked last year; she was much harsher in rejecting him - she blocked him on all platforms) is a tad bit closer to the popular girl, so the two of them made the reservation for 11 people at the restaurant.
During the shoot, D and another classmate that we're not very close friends with (they're chill, we just don't talk all that much) overheard our sushi plans and asked me if we were going. I said yes and tried to kindly say that we have a reservation already for 11 people and that they can tag along, but sit at another table. I felt bad because I've been excluded countless times in social situations in my life and I didn't want them to feel that. Their parents who were also there questioned me and I was too ashamed to lie, so I said that yes, we had a reservation. D and the other person didn't come in the end.
That evening I texted D apologizing and explaining that I was just invited and that I wasn't the one making the reservation. He said that it's okay and not my fault and he said that the other person was also not mad at me. He asked me why i was so obsessed with apologizing and I made a sharp remark I didn't think through about being annoyed at my friends' insensitivity about excluding them. He asked me why I was telling him all that and I told him to forget it. He encouraged me to continue and just speak my mind. I said no and told him I only had a question. I asked "do you still like me?" and I proceeded to explain why that would be impossible. He said I was changing the subject and I didn't realize that he was the one doing it in reality. He told me again to just speak and that nobody else will know whatever I tell him. I refused, but he somehow convinced me and I made a small confession about being lonely and feeling like only 3 people truly like me. It wasn't as personal as it may seem because I have much deeper feelings I have never told anyone, but I was still shocked that he somehow made me spit out things it takes a lot of hard work to get me to say as I am a very introverted and closed off person. For some context I was literally shaking and hyperventilating from anxiety throughout the whole conversation. I asked him again if he still liked me and he responded in the morning, completely ignoring the question and asking about a math test we recently took.
Yesterday evening, on Sunday, I talked to another classmate and friend (again not very close, but he's nice) whom I'll call L. L told me D had sent the group chat with the other person who I apologized to for the sushi thing, L and another classmate (I presume) screenshots of our whole conversation (even though he promised he'd keep his mouth shut). L sent me a screenshot of D saying I played him before and after I rejected him and said I manipulated him and only pretended to be interested in the things he liked just to get close to him (for the record, I'm a big listener, I love hearing my friends talk about their passions and interests). He also said he hated me. I was shocked and very upset because while telling me everything is alright and that the mess in my mind will get better, he was talking nonsense about me to others and sharing private information.
I told my friends about all of this. R said it's all my fault and that I did give him false hopes even after I rejected him and that I give him too much importance. She basically said I'm a bad person because I told D I wasn't ready to date anybody after saying I liked him. She probably believes I did it for kicks, just like D thinks, but I swear on everything I have that I'm just very dumb and I have no idea how to navigate human relations. I'm a massive people pleaser and it shows. Two friends said that it is what it is and another four said that it is totally not my fault and that I did not give him false hopes after I rejected him and that I barely even acknowledged him during that time (I also think so, but R said I kept flirting with him - I ignored him completely and he ignored me just the same so I am very confused as to what she deems "flirting"). They said I communicated clearly that it's not him, but rather a personal issue and that I am very sorry and I will respect his decision if he doesn't want us to talk or be friends at all anymore. I am in a dilemma.
I feel like a bad bad bad person for what I did and how I acted and I have no idea if R is right and that I did keep giving him false hopes or if all of my other friends are right and it's not my fault. I never thought that my behavior (existing in his perimeter) would be considered as flirting, but apparently R thinks otherwise. In R's opinion sending him two TikToks in 3 months and talking to him 3 maybe 4 times through text and another two face-to-face from December to now was too much attention.
So, am I a horrible person who deserves unhappiness or is D just overreacting and being manipulative and toxic? Please help this is really messing with my mind.
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We're in the same class and graduating 8th grade in less than a month and I'm asking for help because I don't want to be the villain in his life. I'm always stressed about hurting people and I only ever tried to be kind and honest, but I was stupid and I messed up this time. I don't want him to remember me as the exact thing I am not. I hate conflict and being mean. I would rather compromise than hurt somebody's feelings, but now I am just at loss.
We started talking more in October and then got pretty close in November and December. We'll call him D. We went out mid December at the mall to buy a book for school and I ended up buying Christmas presents. He helped me pick stuff for all of my friends and then we ate. It was very much a date-like hangout and we even walked arm in arm to the bus stop at the mall. He also walked me from the bus stop to my front door.
Fast forward to a day before our school's Christmas event. I told my friends that I kind of liked him and they convinced me to tell him. I told him and we texted some more at home then we agreed to talk the next day after the event. That evening I thought about it all and I realized that I wasn't ready for a relationship. I am 14 after all and I have the most important exam of my life so far at the end of the school year (this is just the schooling system in my country). The next day I avoided him and then at home I explained everything through text because I was too anxious to do it face-to-face. I was a wimp and I wish I had the guts to actually talk to him. I apologized countless times. I felt horrible and I can't even imagine how it was for him. I still kinda hate myself for it, but at the time I believed it was for the best.
I thought about the whole ordeal and it made me realize I might have attachment issues. I'm so obsessed with being loved (I grew up very lonely) that I feel a certain level of romantic attraction towards anyone who gives me a little more attention (especially men which I know is terrible). I also don't mean this as an excuse, but rather as an explanation to why I acted the way I did. I liked how D made me feel about myself, not actually him (this is horrible, I know). After I explained everything I felt he was cool about it and I actually thought that maybe things were okay. I told him i wasn't going out until after New Year's because I was very busy with family (I wasn't avoiding him purposely I was actually busy) yet for about a week straight he asked me 2 times every day where I was which was kinda weird and made me not want to go out at all even after New Year's.
Fast forward to this March when a common acquaintance of ours (not in our class) talked to D because he'd heard from a friend of his that D still liked me. D told this acquaintance that he does indeed still like me, that I look good and that he likes my big breasts (he said this in a much less respectful way). I was shocked because I couldn't fathom D still liking me after I'd been a total witch to him. We'd been ignoring each other mostly ever since December and even though we agreed to stay friends and I was very confused.
A few days later I was talking to a good friend of mine, D's deskmate, and mentioned the acquaintance who told me D still liked me. I just repeated something funny he said. I didn't say anything about D because he was right there, but D got mad (he probably found out I knew stuff) and broke a pencil. I'd seen that he had problems with anger and jealousy (he used to read my texts to my online friend on the other side of the world who is also a guy and got upset when I'd say they're personal and we weren't even together), but I didn't think it was that bad.
My friend (we'll call her R) told me she found out from another friend in our group that I was driving D crazy with telling his deskmate (a very close friend of mine) about stuff like weird fanfiction about my favourite singer (Gerard Way) and my variety of dirty jokes. From what R understood, he didn't like me speaking about sexual stuff (I haven't done anything like that, it's just an interesting topic to me) around him. I didn't understand why it would bother him, but apparently it did. Maybe jealousy? I don't know.
Nothing much happened until this Saturday when our whole class was taking album photos. The basic and typically "popular" girl in our class invited my group (the 7 emo girls basically) alongside her group (her another 3 people) to the new Japanese restaurant in town. We get along fine with them, though they kinda gossip about us sometimes, so we gladly agreed to eat with them. A girl in our group (whom D liked last year; she was much harsher in rejecting him - she blocked him on all platforms) is a tad bit closer to the popular girl, so the two of them made the reservation for 11 people at the restaurant.
During the shoot, D and another classmate that we're not very close friends with (they're chill, we just don't talk all that much) overheard our sushi plans and asked me if we were going. I said yes and tried to kindly say that we have a reservation already for 11 people and that they can tag along, but sit at another table. I felt bad because I've been excluded countless times in social situations in my life and I didn't want them to feel that. Their parents who were also there questioned me and I was too ashamed to lie, so I said that yes, we had a reservation. D and the other person didn't come in the end.
That evening I texted D apologizing and explaining that I was just invited and that I wasn't the one making the reservation. He said that it's okay and not my fault and he said that the other person was also not mad at me. He asked me why i was so obsessed with apologizing and I made a sharp remark I didn't think through about being annoyed at my friends' insensitivity about excluding them. He asked me why I was telling him all that and I told him to forget it. He encouraged me to continue and just speak my mind. I said no and told him I only had a question. I asked "do you still like me?" and I proceeded to explain why that would be impossible. He said I was changing the subject and I didn't realize that he was the one doing it in reality. He told me again to just speak and that nobody else will know whatever I tell him. I refused, but he somehow convinced me and I made a small confession about being lonely and feeling like only 3 people truly like me. It wasn't as personal as it may seem because I have much deeper feelings I have never told anyone, but I was still shocked that he somehow made me spit out things it takes a lot of hard work to get me to say as I am a very introverted and closed off person. For some context I was literally shaking and hyperventilating from anxiety throughout the whole conversation. I asked him again if he still liked me and he responded in the morning, completely ignoring the question and asking about a math test we recently took.
Yesterday evening, on Sunday, I talked to another classmate and friend (again not very close, but he's nice) whom I'll call L. L told me D had sent the group chat with the other person who I apologized to for the sushi thing, L and another classmate (I presume) screenshots of our whole conversation (even though he promised he'd keep his mouth shut). L sent me a screenshot of D saying I played him before and after I rejected him and said I manipulated him and only pretended to be interested in the things he liked just to get close to him (for the record, I'm a big listener, I love hearing my friends talk about their passions and interests). He also said he hated me. I was shocked and very upset because while telling me everything is alright and that the mess in my mind will get better, he was talking nonsense about me to others and sharing private information.
I told my friends about all of this. R said it's all my fault and that I did give him false hopes even after I rejected him and that I give him too much importance. She basically said I'm a bad person because I told D I wasn't ready to date anybody after saying I liked him. She probably believes I did it for kicks, just like D thinks, but I swear on everything I have that I'm just very dumb and I have no idea how to navigate human relations. I'm a massive people pleaser and it shows. Two friends said that it is what it is and another four said that it is totally not my fault and that I did not give him false hopes after I rejected him and that I barely even acknowledged him during that time (I also think so, but R said I kept flirting with him - I ignored him completely and he ignored me just the same so I am very confused as to what she deems "flirting"). They said I communicated clearly that it's not him, but rather a personal issue and that I am very sorry and I will respect his decision if he doesn't want us to talk or be friends at all anymore. I am in a dilemma.
I feel like a bad bad bad person for what I did and how I acted and I have no idea if R is right and that I did keep giving him false hopes or if all of my other friends are right and it's not my fault. I never thought that my behavior (existing in his perimeter) would be considered as flirting, but apparently R thinks otherwise. In R's opinion sending him two TikToks in 3 months and talking to him 3 maybe 4 times through text and another two face-to-face from December to now was too much attention.
So, am I a horrible person who deserves unhappiness or is D just overreacting and being manipulative and toxic? Please help this is really messing with my mind.
2024.05.21 14:08 ramsonsperfumes Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024: Discover Your Signature Scent
Introduction
Welcome to the ultimate guide on finding the Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024. As the seasons change, so do our fragrance preferences. In this comprehensive article, we'll explore the top scents that embody the essence of summer, ensuring you stay fresh and alluring throughout the sunny days. Whether you prefer floral, fruity, or aquatic notes, we've got you covered. Let's dive into the world of fragrances that will elevate your summer style.
The climate plays a significant role in how a perfume develops on your skin. Understanding your local weather conditions helps in selecting fragrances that perform optimally in hot and humid environments.
Fragrance Notes and Families
Different perfumes belong to distinct fragrance families such as floral, fruity, citrus, oriental, and aquatic. Knowing your preferred scent profile aids in narrowing down your options to find your perfect match.
Longevity and Sillage
Summer perfumes should have good longevity without being overpowering. Sillage, or the trail a perfume leaves behind, is also essential for creating a lasting impression.
At its core, Ramsons Scent of Bloom is a remarkable blend of floral and spicy scents. You'll be reminded of the sweet scent of a jasmine, lily, and rose by this alluring aroma. This fragrance is rejuvenating and keeps you feeling fresh all day long thanks to a pinch of lemon and pink pepper. Scent of Bloom is a traditional warm and woodsy treat, with notes of cedar, musk, vanilla, and sandalwood at the base.
link : Scent De Bloom Deodorant Spray
2.Scent of Wonder deodorant Spray
The heart of Ramsons Fragrance of Bloom is an amazing blend of floral and spicy notes. This Aroma Will Take You Back To The Sweet Aroma Of A Blooming Lily, Rose, And Jasmine. This fragrance, which keeps you fresh all day, is rejuvenating thanks to a pinch of lemon and pink pepper. Scent of Bloom Is A Traditional Warm and Woody Treat, With Sandalwood, Vanilla, Musk, And Cedar At The Base.
link : scent Of Wonder Deodorant Spray
3.Scent of Love deodorant Spray
The heart-warming blend of musk, cashmere wood, and sandalwood at the base, with a hint of lemon and green apple at the top, is revealed by Ramsons Scent of Wonder, an ozone deodorant. The heart of this woodsy, aquatic scent is filled with notes of lavender, jasmine, and rose. With this captivatingly long-lasting Wonder Deodorant Spray in the captivating Ramsons scent, you may become the Wonder Boy or Wonder Girl of your group.
link : Scent Of love Deodorant Spray
4.U R Sweet deodorant Spray
With a base of musk, amber, wood, and vanilla and a heart enhanced with honey, jasmine, rose, and lily, Ramsons U.R. Sweet is a classic blend. Orange, plum, and peach add a fruity punch to this sweet-smelling floral fragrance. Savor This Magnificent Deodorant Spray From Ramsons That Will Earn You The Title "U.R.Sweet."
link : u-r-sweet-deodorant-spray
5.U R Awesome deodorant Spray
Ramsons U.R.Amazing Is Proof Of Its Unique Blend. To make it even more refreshing, the finest quality ingredients go into creating this warm, woodsy, and sweet-smelling scent. Show Off This Amazingly Seductive Deodorant Spray From Ramsons, Which Will Make You Known As "U.R.Awesome."
link : u-r-awesome-deodorant-spray
Summer perfumes are formulated to be lighter, fresher, and more vibrant to combat the heat and humidity, ensuring a pleasant scent experience.
How should I apply summer perfumes for long-lasting results?
Apply summer perfumes on pulse points such as wrists, neck, and behind the ears. Moisturized skin holds fragrance better, so consider using a matching lotion or oil.
Can I wear the same perfume in summer and winter?
While some fragrances are versatile enough for year-round wear, it's beneficial to have specific summer scents for optimal performance in warmer weather.
Are floral perfumes suitable for summer?
Yes, floral perfumes with light and airy compositions are excellent choices for summer, providing a refreshing and elegant aura.
How can I enhance the longevity of my summer perfume?
Store your perfumes in a cool, dark place away from direct sunlight and heat sources. Avoid excessive rubbing after application to preserve the scent molecules.
Can I layer different summer perfumes for a unique scent?
Yes, layering complementary scents can create a personalized fragrance blend that evolves throughout the day, adding depth and complexity.
Conclusion
Choosing the Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024 is a delightful journey into the world of scents that complement the sunny season. Whether you prefer floral, fruity, or aquatic fragrances, Ramsons Perfumes offers a diverse range to suit every preference. Embrace the summer vibes with scents that uplift your mood and leave a lasting impression. Discover your signature scent today!
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Welcome to the ultimate guide on finding the Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024. As the seasons change, so do our fragrance preferences. In this comprehensive article, we'll explore the top scents that embody the essence of summer, ensuring you stay fresh and alluring throughout the sunny days. Whether you prefer floral, fruity, or aquatic notes, we've got you covered. Let's dive into the world of fragrances that will elevate your summer style.
- Why Choosing the Right Summer Perfume Matters
- Factors to Consider When Choosing a Summer Perfume
The climate plays a significant role in how a perfume develops on your skin. Understanding your local weather conditions helps in selecting fragrances that perform optimally in hot and humid environments.
Fragrance Notes and Families
Different perfumes belong to distinct fragrance families such as floral, fruity, citrus, oriental, and aquatic. Knowing your preferred scent profile aids in narrowing down your options to find your perfect match.
Longevity and Sillage
Summer perfumes should have good longevity without being overpowering. Sillage, or the trail a perfume leaves behind, is also essential for creating a lasting impression.
- Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024
At its core, Ramsons Scent of Bloom is a remarkable blend of floral and spicy scents. You'll be reminded of the sweet scent of a jasmine, lily, and rose by this alluring aroma. This fragrance is rejuvenating and keeps you feeling fresh all day long thanks to a pinch of lemon and pink pepper. Scent of Bloom is a traditional warm and woodsy treat, with notes of cedar, musk, vanilla, and sandalwood at the base.
link : Scent De Bloom Deodorant Spray
2.Scent of Wonder deodorant Spray
The heart of Ramsons Fragrance of Bloom is an amazing blend of floral and spicy notes. This Aroma Will Take You Back To The Sweet Aroma Of A Blooming Lily, Rose, And Jasmine. This fragrance, which keeps you fresh all day, is rejuvenating thanks to a pinch of lemon and pink pepper. Scent of Bloom Is A Traditional Warm and Woody Treat, With Sandalwood, Vanilla, Musk, And Cedar At The Base.
link : scent Of Wonder Deodorant Spray
3.Scent of Love deodorant Spray
The heart-warming blend of musk, cashmere wood, and sandalwood at the base, with a hint of lemon and green apple at the top, is revealed by Ramsons Scent of Wonder, an ozone deodorant. The heart of this woodsy, aquatic scent is filled with notes of lavender, jasmine, and rose. With this captivatingly long-lasting Wonder Deodorant Spray in the captivating Ramsons scent, you may become the Wonder Boy or Wonder Girl of your group.
link : Scent Of love Deodorant Spray
4.U R Sweet deodorant Spray
With a base of musk, amber, wood, and vanilla and a heart enhanced with honey, jasmine, rose, and lily, Ramsons U.R. Sweet is a classic blend. Orange, plum, and peach add a fruity punch to this sweet-smelling floral fragrance. Savor This Magnificent Deodorant Spray From Ramsons That Will Earn You The Title "U.R.Sweet."
link : u-r-sweet-deodorant-spray
5.U R Awesome deodorant Spray
Ramsons U.R.Amazing Is Proof Of Its Unique Blend. To make it even more refreshing, the finest quality ingredients go into creating this warm, woodsy, and sweet-smelling scent. Show Off This Amazingly Seductive Deodorant Spray From Ramsons, Which Will Make You Known As "U.R.Awesome."
link : u-r-awesome-deodorant-spray
- Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)
Summer perfumes are formulated to be lighter, fresher, and more vibrant to combat the heat and humidity, ensuring a pleasant scent experience.
How should I apply summer perfumes for long-lasting results?
Apply summer perfumes on pulse points such as wrists, neck, and behind the ears. Moisturized skin holds fragrance better, so consider using a matching lotion or oil.
Can I wear the same perfume in summer and winter?
While some fragrances are versatile enough for year-round wear, it's beneficial to have specific summer scents for optimal performance in warmer weather.
Are floral perfumes suitable for summer?
Yes, floral perfumes with light and airy compositions are excellent choices for summer, providing a refreshing and elegant aura.
How can I enhance the longevity of my summer perfume?
Store your perfumes in a cool, dark place away from direct sunlight and heat sources. Avoid excessive rubbing after application to preserve the scent molecules.
Can I layer different summer perfumes for a unique scent?
Yes, layering complementary scents can create a personalized fragrance blend that evolves throughout the day, adding depth and complexity.
Conclusion
Choosing the Best Summer Perfumes For Women In 2024 is a delightful journey into the world of scents that complement the sunny season. Whether you prefer floral, fruity, or aquatic fragrances, Ramsons Perfumes offers a diverse range to suit every preference. Embrace the summer vibes with scents that uplift your mood and leave a lasting impression. Discover your signature scent today!
2024.05.21 14:08 reitirus I am offering two people 4 x 1 hour ADHD Coaching sessions
Hello all,
I have checked with the moderator before posting this, everything here is deliberately vague so it's not a form of promotion of my services.
Background
I was diagnosed at the age of 32 in 2014. After some initial improvement from medication, about three years, things just reverted to hopeless and a lot of the bad of ADHD somewhat turned my life upside down. I was in pretty poor shape from late 2018 until 2023.
Anyhow, I am Irish, but now living in Barcelona since late 2022. One big upside to that move was it's so much easier to get help here. Proper help from serious Adult ADHD specialists, and no real waiting lists to see them. I am now doing very well and have been for months, it feels very different living with ADHD now than ever before under their care.
I really feel for you guys back in Ireland, I really had such an underwhelming experience of getting help for almost decade before I emigrated, despite multiple attempts to seek it. I ended up in Barcelona over-medicated, fed up and at a total stage of denial about ADHD after giving up on it ever getting any better.
ADHD Coaching
As part of the new approach to my treatment, I was sent to an ADHD Coach by a psychiatrist, who was quite dismayed with how I presented to him considering I'd be diagnosed for a decade and apparently "treated".
I was so impressed and improved by Coaching, on top of my medication, of which I'm now taking less than before and doing much better, I decided to leave my 20+ successful and senior career in tech behind me and trained to become a coach myself.
So, I have left my job and have been working for many months full-time to reach where I am at now. I will also be offering Business Training and Consultancy on how employers can deal with ADHD in the workplace.
Coaching offer
So, after committing to this career path, I've reached the end of the formal learning part of an CPD accredited ADHD Coaching course. At this time, I am required to submit a video of a coaching session to go along with my test.
Rather than fake this somehow, I am willing to offer two people here ADHD Coaching, of four sessions, at no cost. To note, I have been doing practice coaching calls for a couple of months, but I want to do something more aligned with a real-world use-case.
There is a purpose to the four week period as one session is not enough to make any progress but it is enough to dig into at least one challenge in a comprehensive way. I can't commit to a full up to 10-12 week engagement at no cost though. That said, I will only require one of the four sessions from each person to be recorded, the other three do not have to be.
The sessions will be conducted online, at one week intervals and be one hour in length each.
Coaching focus
I am particularly interested in working with adults in the workforce, entrepreneurs and managers who are struggling to find their way with ADHD.
This is closest aligned with my own experience and interest. However, my only real "rule" is, even though I could and have trained to, I do not feel comfortable or could work with anyone under the age of 18 and will not be offering any services here in future.
With that in mind, while I will consider anyone over the age of 18, I may feel I need prioritise my focus area over first-come-first-served, if multiple people do reach out. I hope you can understand.
How to apply
If you are interested, please DM me and I'll send you a link to the website which is currently not published as I don't intend to advertise for about a month. I will ask that you not to share this with anyone.
I'll also outline everything including privacy and agreement, before going ahead with any sessions.
Thanks, Gary
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I have checked with the moderator before posting this, everything here is deliberately vague so it's not a form of promotion of my services.
Background
I was diagnosed at the age of 32 in 2014. After some initial improvement from medication, about three years, things just reverted to hopeless and a lot of the bad of ADHD somewhat turned my life upside down. I was in pretty poor shape from late 2018 until 2023.
Anyhow, I am Irish, but now living in Barcelona since late 2022. One big upside to that move was it's so much easier to get help here. Proper help from serious Adult ADHD specialists, and no real waiting lists to see them. I am now doing very well and have been for months, it feels very different living with ADHD now than ever before under their care.
I really feel for you guys back in Ireland, I really had such an underwhelming experience of getting help for almost decade before I emigrated, despite multiple attempts to seek it. I ended up in Barcelona over-medicated, fed up and at a total stage of denial about ADHD after giving up on it ever getting any better.
ADHD Coaching
As part of the new approach to my treatment, I was sent to an ADHD Coach by a psychiatrist, who was quite dismayed with how I presented to him considering I'd be diagnosed for a decade and apparently "treated".
I was so impressed and improved by Coaching, on top of my medication, of which I'm now taking less than before and doing much better, I decided to leave my 20+ successful and senior career in tech behind me and trained to become a coach myself.
So, I have left my job and have been working for many months full-time to reach where I am at now. I will also be offering Business Training and Consultancy on how employers can deal with ADHD in the workplace.
Coaching offer
So, after committing to this career path, I've reached the end of the formal learning part of an CPD accredited ADHD Coaching course. At this time, I am required to submit a video of a coaching session to go along with my test.
Rather than fake this somehow, I am willing to offer two people here ADHD Coaching, of four sessions, at no cost. To note, I have been doing practice coaching calls for a couple of months, but I want to do something more aligned with a real-world use-case.
There is a purpose to the four week period as one session is not enough to make any progress but it is enough to dig into at least one challenge in a comprehensive way. I can't commit to a full up to 10-12 week engagement at no cost though. That said, I will only require one of the four sessions from each person to be recorded, the other three do not have to be.
The sessions will be conducted online, at one week intervals and be one hour in length each.
Coaching focus
I am particularly interested in working with adults in the workforce, entrepreneurs and managers who are struggling to find their way with ADHD.
This is closest aligned with my own experience and interest. However, my only real "rule" is, even though I could and have trained to, I do not feel comfortable or could work with anyone under the age of 18 and will not be offering any services here in future.
With that in mind, while I will consider anyone over the age of 18, I may feel I need prioritise my focus area over first-come-first-served, if multiple people do reach out. I hope you can understand.
How to apply
If you are interested, please DM me and I'll send you a link to the website which is currently not published as I don't intend to advertise for about a month. I will ask that you not to share this with anyone.
I'll also outline everything including privacy and agreement, before going ahead with any sessions.
Thanks, Gary
2024.05.21 14:03 kayakero Smart Money Concept: The Inner Circle Trader Theory
 | Surely in recent months you will have begun to hear about concepts such as Order Blocks, Break of Structure or Liquidity Voids, all related in some way to a new philosophy of understanding trading called Smart Money Concepts. submitted by kayakero to CapitalistExploits [link] [comments] To put some order and explain these concepts with some clarity, shedding some light on all this mass of names, we begin here this series of articles with which I hope to clear up all doubts. The Origin: The Inner Circle TraderTo understand what Smart Money Concepts is, it is inevitable to talk about the creator of this trading philosophy: Michael J. Huddleston.Known online as The Inner Circle Trader (ICT), Huddleston became popular more than 10 years ago when he started the eponymous YouTube channel, posting videos in which he discussed his trading ideas, his approach to trading in the currencies and his vision about the impact of psychology on trading. In case you dare to watch all the videos published by this good man from the beginning, I can tell you that some of them last more than 2 hours! Apparently, this long duration is completely intentional, because as he himself points out, he likes to leave hidden clues about his methodology in the videos, with the student being the one who must take the time to look for them and investigate them in depth. Huddleston initially published all of his materials openly (in fact, you can find links to his old videos on BabyPips under the pseudonym System, although they no longer work), but he later decided to eliminate much of the original material and create a mentoring service in 2017, which provoked the ire of his followers, receiving a multitude of negative reviews since then (especially because he originally said he would never charge for information). All this adds to the black legend that circulates in the forums that he managed several million dollars for a family of Greek millionaires settled in the US, to whom he lost a lot of money. In this way, Huddleston has become a quite controversial character, defended and hated in equal parts on the Internet. But there is no doubt that, today, its methodology based on Price Action has spread widely among traders . Smart Money Drives the MarketsThe starting point of the ICT philosophy is that Smart Money (basically, banks and institutional traders) basically acts as a price manipulator, looking for large accumulations of resident stop orders in the market to make them jump and achieve its goal to execute its orders and those of its clients at the best possible prices. And, in the words of Huddleston:Huddleston calls the algorithm that manages the markets IPDA (Interbank Price Delivery Algorithm) . The function of the IPDA is to manipulate prices in order to create liquidity in the market. Smart Money, which understands how this algorithm works, manages to take advantage of price movement by exploiting two aspects:
After reviewing a little what the philosophical basis of this method is, perhaps it is advisable to adopt a critical view (in fact, you always have to be critical with any trading methodology): although at first glance, the idea that the market is manipulated may seem seductive for many retail traders who seek to justify their losses due to this type of manipulation (how many times have we heard that: they have gone for my stop!?), the theory behind Smart Money Concepts must be taken with a grain of salt, since It is evident that:
Fundamental conceptsWe now move on to define some of the most important concepts used in the methodology developed by ICT and that we will use throughout the following articles.1. Order BlocksOrder Blocks are specific candles that, when properly analyzed in an institutional context, can highlight smart money buying and selling. In particular, we will say that:
https://preview.redd.it/nzdsr5azpr1d1.png?width=273&format=png&auto=webp&s=96a352636e93174212567279d9d5b74418574caa 2. Imbalance / Fair Value GapThe Imbalance or Fair Value Gap (FVG) pattern is a clear sign of market imbalance. To identify this pattern, simply take sequences of three candles and look for wide-range candles that barely overlap the upper and lower wicks of adjacent candles. That is, there is a price range in that large candle that does not touch the range of the previous and subsequent candle , leaving a kind of gap called Fair Value Gap.The size of this gap is obtained by measuring the distance between the maximum of the previous candle and the minimum of the subsequent one (bullish case), or the minimum of the previous candle and the maximum of the subsequent candle (bearish case). In the following graph, you can see a schematic explanation of what an FVG looks like within a bearish movement: https://preview.redd.it/sho820l1qr1d1.png?width=956&format=png&auto=webp&s=7de12836a101c240c887985a6c258f853123b088 3. Mitigation BlockIn this case, we are dealing with market failure structures, in which the price fails to exceed a previously established maximum or minimum. In particular:
https://preview.redd.it/j7e4vrv3qr1d1.png?width=513&format=png&auto=webp&s=f7ab92f4e5f25c580726e6d4a7854f4769855705 4. Liquidity VoidsThis term, which we can translate as “liquidity gaps,” refers to explosive movements , generally broad and without pauses in a single direction, that occur after consolidation, and as a consequence of the lack of liquidity for a given address.These types of long-term movements are usually “filled in” later , with the price making a reverse movement that sometimes even manages to reach the order block prior to the explosive movement. In the following chart you can see an example of Liquidity Void in a bullish context: https://preview.redd.it/8ymm2w26qr1d1.png?width=768&format=png&auto=webp&s=8b5f319229a6dd89fc951e69a6d91959cae82611 Useful Articles: BONKbot Telegram User Guide: Sniping 1000x Memecoins Unibot User Guide Top 7 Telegram Bots Get a $100 bonus trading with Binance |
2024.05.21 14:02 ThrowAway7s2 "Teacher from Columbia is Helping Spanish classes" from the October 9, 1969 Door County Advocate
 | Teacher from Columbia is Helping Spanish classesIf the attendance in the Sevastopol high school's Spanish class has picked up during the past six weeks, the reason may be a dazzling senorita named Esther Lozada.Miss Lozada, 20, of Bucaramanga, Colombia, has admirably filled the role of "teacher-student" since school started in September. She is one of many volunteer aides and exchange teachers now serving in American schools on the Amity Institute's exchange program. This educational, non-profit service is organized to bring young volunteers from other countries to stimulate the study of foreign languages in United States classrooms. These young teacher's aides are then able to improve their own knowledge of English, United States culture and education while enjoying the hospitality of their American hosts. ESTHER LOZADA brushes up on the English language between classes at Sevastopol high school. The young native of Colombia says she enjoys our brand of football but it can't compare with the excitement of seeing a bullfight. Miss Lozada studied English (which she speaks remarkably well) and secretarial courses at the Binational Center in her native city. At Sevastopol high school she attends as many classes as she teaches and at present is concentrating on typing, shorthand and office practice in addition to English. She is finishing her last week of a six-week stay this Friday and from Institute will transfer to a Chicago school. She will put in another six-week stint of duty there before moving to White Bear Lake, Minn., where she plans to spend eight months with two different families. Her hostess in Institute is Mrs. Mildred Mullendore; a warm, friendly woman described by Esther as "someone I will miss very much." She will also miss helping Sevastopol's regular Spanish teacher, Mrs. Roger Orthober with her classes. "I help students pronounce words correctly, give tests and participate in dialog with different students each day. That way I help them with Spanish—they assist me with English." This 'give and take' method of teaching seems most effective. Miss Lozada belittles her grammar but her charming accent adds to—rather than detracts from her linguistic ability. She says English is a difficult language to learn (far harder than Spanish) but she is determined to master it perfectly before she leaves. Her views on American life are most flattering. She finds the people exceptionally friendly, the food delicious and our wearing apparel almost identical with that worn in Colombia. Her smart, pink wool suit was made by an older sister who, Esther says, "Made my complete wardrobe before I left." While discussing food, the subject of yuca was mentioned frequently. This is a South American staple—comparable with our potato—without which no meal is complete. Yuca (pronounced juka) is a white vegetable resembling a carrot which is served either boiled or mashed and seasoned to taste. Esther pronounces it 'deelicious' and confesses it is the one food she misses. She loves desserts made with apples, strawberries and cherries which in her country are expensive and bought only by the well-to-do. Most recipes use pineapple, oranges and bananas—tropical fruits which are both plentiful and cheap. The Lozada family consists of nine children—all handsome, well educated young people who are according to our attractive exchange teacher "exceptionally close." "My father owns a wood factory and he is undisputably the head of the household. My mother is, as you say in America, just a housewife, but she is very ambitious for her children. She wanted me to go to the United States but, at first, my father objected." Somehow these objections were overcome and Esther Lozada, chic wardrobe, Spanish-American dictionary, and all, arrived in Miami the latter part of August. From there she flew to Chicago, Madison and Green Bay where her last lap of the journey was completed by automobile. She views her departure with mixed emotions. "I do hate leaving this beautiful place," she says wistfully, "but, my work takes me to Chicago. If things go right for me, I will be back to spend Thanksgiving with my friends here." She would also like to come back to Sevastopol high school next year and spend an entire school year in one spot. "I have asked Mr. Carl Scholz already and he seems encouraging," she says with a heart-melting smile. Her parting words were, "If you put this little story in your newspaper please include this expression of gratitude from me." "Thank you very, very much. I have had a wonderful time. I especially thank Mrs. Mullendore and Mr. Scholz—two very nice people." https://archive.co.door.wi.us/jsp/RcWebImageViewer.jsp?doc_id=1e8fc801-90a4-4104-8e86-19a1ea0947dc/wsbd0000/20151119/00001021&pg_seq=12 Courtesy of the Door County Library Newspaper Archive [author not stated Yuca is another name for cassava.] Other visitor profiles: https://doorcounty.substack.com/t/visitor-profiles Education-related posts https://doorcounty.substack.com/t/education-related |
2024.05.21 14:00 maxikaz19 Is Exodus a soft wallet?
```markdown Exodus is indeed a soft wallet, which means it is a software application that allows users to manage and store their cryptocurrency. Unlike hard wallets, which are physical devices designed to store cryptocurrency offline, soft wallets like Exodus are installed on a computer or mobile device and are always online.
One of the key advantages of using Exodus as a soft wallet is its user-friendly interface, making it accessible even for those who are new to cryptocurrency. The wallet supports a wide range of cryptocurrencies, enabling users to manage various digital assets in one place. Additionally, Exodus offers built-in exchange features, allowing users to trade cryptocurrencies without leaving the wallet.
Security is always a concern with soft wallets since they are connected to the internet, making them potentially vulnerable to hacking. However, Exodus employs robust security measures, including encryption and backup options, to protect users' assets. Users are also encouraged to set up strong passwords and enable two-factor authentication (2FA) for added security.
Another benefit of Exodus is its continuous development and support. The team behind Exodus frequently updates the software to enhance functionality and security, addressing any vulnerabilities that may arise. This ongoing development helps maintain user trust and ensures the wallet remains a reliable option for managing cryptocurrencies.
In summary, Exodus is a popular and well-regarded soft wallet that offers convenience, a broad range of supported assets, and a user-friendly experience, making it a suitable choice for many cryptocurrency enthusiasts.
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One of the key advantages of using Exodus as a soft wallet is its user-friendly interface, making it accessible even for those who are new to cryptocurrency. The wallet supports a wide range of cryptocurrencies, enabling users to manage various digital assets in one place. Additionally, Exodus offers built-in exchange features, allowing users to trade cryptocurrencies without leaving the wallet.
Security is always a concern with soft wallets since they are connected to the internet, making them potentially vulnerable to hacking. However, Exodus employs robust security measures, including encryption and backup options, to protect users' assets. Users are also encouraged to set up strong passwords and enable two-factor authentication (2FA) for added security.
Another benefit of Exodus is its continuous development and support. The team behind Exodus frequently updates the software to enhance functionality and security, addressing any vulnerabilities that may arise. This ongoing development helps maintain user trust and ensures the wallet remains a reliable option for managing cryptocurrencies.
In summary, Exodus is a popular and well-regarded soft wallet that offers convenience, a broad range of supported assets, and a user-friendly experience, making it a suitable choice for many cryptocurrency enthusiasts.
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2024.05.21 13:59 too-many-calories My first pen just arrived, and I'm terrified.
6 months ago, the worst thing happened.
I'd been referred to the hospital for a general asthma check up. The nurse called me through for the preliminary height, weight and blood pressure checks, and as I stood on the scale, I watched the little wheel spin all the way round and hit the end. "oh," said the nurse, getting a little flushed. "there must be something wrong with these scales." I nodded in agreement, knowing full well there was nothing wrong with the scales, the problem, was very definitely me. "let me see if I can find something else." she said, as she bolted through the door.
The thing is, I've been huge since Year 7 at school, I started out really skinny, but at some point, it's like my metabolism just died. I got a little chunky, upgraded to paunchy, progressed through flabby and somehow arrived at a place where a nurse is dragging in some weird kind of bariatric chair scale. I sat in the chair, focused more on trying to not let the emotions I was feeling show on my face than I was anything else.
The result announced the nurse - "163kg - you don't look that big..."
163kg, which is over 25 1/2 stone, or just shy of 360lbs - a weight I'd only previously heard announced by the ring announcers at a wrestling show. (incidentally, a weight that was more often than not exaggerated for effect...)
Now I was kind of aware that I was huge - I just did everything in my power to avoid thinking about it. I avoided mirrors, bought baggy clothes online, casually selecting the most X's available, I'd get the bus, rather than risk squeezing myself onto the tube - even though it'd take an extra hour to reach my destination. Regardless of what I did however, the truth was there in front of me, sadly the world is far too full of mirrors and other reflective surfaces, the number of online retailers that could supply my need for multiple X's dwindled to one, and far too often i've sat skewed into an uncomfortable position to prevent myself encroaching onto the person who bravely sat next to me on the bus.
Every year (weirdly around this time) I'd get a lighting bolt of motivation, I'd join a gym, I'd sign up for some miserable food replacement shake plan, buy a diet book, count some calories and for a few months things seem positive. Then out of nowhere the motivation just dies, I go from weekly weigh-ins to fortnightly, the three times a week gym trips are skipped (only if its raining, or too sunny or maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I'll go tomorrow, I'll push myself a little more, unless its still raining...)
Whatever calorie counting app I'd settled on this time, that initially was full of hourly updates, now has more holes than the groins of my jeans. I hate myself for feeling this way, for failing again. I hate that my brain can navigate diet rules and find loopholes like a top barrister or tax accountant. I hate that I can't control myself, that I'm weak and pathetic and can somehow always find a way to sabotage my efforts and end up in a worse place eating my way up the BMI scale yet again.
So here we are, spurred on by a bariatric weighing experience, and looking for the lastest answer.
But I'm nervous. Sure the side effects don't sound great, the nausea, bloating, diarrhea. I can barely afford the treatment, the talk of not knowing the long term effects, the increased risk of cancer... non of that sounds great.
What I'm actually scared of though, is that despite the 'wonder drug' label, this is just something else that I'm going to fail with, another thing my broken brain will manage to bypass, shuffle around and sabotage. It really actually terrifies me, the thought that maybe I can't be helped.
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I'd been referred to the hospital for a general asthma check up. The nurse called me through for the preliminary height, weight and blood pressure checks, and as I stood on the scale, I watched the little wheel spin all the way round and hit the end. "oh," said the nurse, getting a little flushed. "there must be something wrong with these scales." I nodded in agreement, knowing full well there was nothing wrong with the scales, the problem, was very definitely me. "let me see if I can find something else." she said, as she bolted through the door.
The thing is, I've been huge since Year 7 at school, I started out really skinny, but at some point, it's like my metabolism just died. I got a little chunky, upgraded to paunchy, progressed through flabby and somehow arrived at a place where a nurse is dragging in some weird kind of bariatric chair scale. I sat in the chair, focused more on trying to not let the emotions I was feeling show on my face than I was anything else.
The result announced the nurse - "163kg - you don't look that big..."
163kg, which is over 25 1/2 stone, or just shy of 360lbs - a weight I'd only previously heard announced by the ring announcers at a wrestling show. (incidentally, a weight that was more often than not exaggerated for effect...)
Now I was kind of aware that I was huge - I just did everything in my power to avoid thinking about it. I avoided mirrors, bought baggy clothes online, casually selecting the most X's available, I'd get the bus, rather than risk squeezing myself onto the tube - even though it'd take an extra hour to reach my destination. Regardless of what I did however, the truth was there in front of me, sadly the world is far too full of mirrors and other reflective surfaces, the number of online retailers that could supply my need for multiple X's dwindled to one, and far too often i've sat skewed into an uncomfortable position to prevent myself encroaching onto the person who bravely sat next to me on the bus.
Every year (weirdly around this time) I'd get a lighting bolt of motivation, I'd join a gym, I'd sign up for some miserable food replacement shake plan, buy a diet book, count some calories and for a few months things seem positive. Then out of nowhere the motivation just dies, I go from weekly weigh-ins to fortnightly, the three times a week gym trips are skipped (only if its raining, or too sunny or maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I'll go tomorrow, I'll push myself a little more, unless its still raining...)
Whatever calorie counting app I'd settled on this time, that initially was full of hourly updates, now has more holes than the groins of my jeans. I hate myself for feeling this way, for failing again. I hate that my brain can navigate diet rules and find loopholes like a top barrister or tax accountant. I hate that I can't control myself, that I'm weak and pathetic and can somehow always find a way to sabotage my efforts and end up in a worse place eating my way up the BMI scale yet again.
So here we are, spurred on by a bariatric weighing experience, and looking for the lastest answer.
But I'm nervous. Sure the side effects don't sound great, the nausea, bloating, diarrhea. I can barely afford the treatment, the talk of not knowing the long term effects, the increased risk of cancer... non of that sounds great.
What I'm actually scared of though, is that despite the 'wonder drug' label, this is just something else that I'm going to fail with, another thing my broken brain will manage to bypass, shuffle around and sabotage. It really actually terrifies me, the thought that maybe I can't be helped.
2024.05.21 13:57 maximusaemilius A cozy day with a tall chitin-armored alien girlfriend.
She got up in the dark, with only the dim ambience of soft blue lighting to accompany her. She stretched all four arms, her two legs, and rolled her neck. It struck her as mildly interesting in that moment, how something so small could connect them to humans, The thought was fleeting as she took another step forward to kneel down on the floor. There, in a little alcove in the wall, she had set a volcanic rock from Anin, dried moss, and other paraphernalia from her home world. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath resting her hands together.
Praise and respect to the spirits of Anin. Praise the fathers and mothers of war gone to their rest below the moss and the earth. Praise their spirits that watch from the sky and peer through the ether down upon us.
She continued the slow mantra in the style of Prayer learned from Naktan and pulled her concentration to her core, ignoring anything and everything around her. A deep state of meditation overtook her. She would never have done this if she thought there were any chance that she was in danger, but below she knew Earth glowed like a sphere before their orbiting ship. There was no worry of invasion.
She thought she heard something at one point, but chose to ignore it as she continued her mantra.
Eventually, and after an unknown amount of minutes, she stood and turned slowly to find-
She stopped, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What are you doing?”
Adam burrowed his way further down into her blankets, nuzzling his head up against her pillow,
"So warm, and comfy!"
She tried not to smile,
"You dumbass."
He pulled the blankets tighter around himself,
"You know, I did come here to talk to you, but now I actually am really comfortable, so come back in two hours."
"I- This is MY home!"
He closed his eyes and pretended to snore loudly.
She rolled her eyes as she watched him theatrically pretend to sleep. She looked around mildly for a moment, before picking up another pillow and glancing at the door. She casually walked over, dropped the pillow on his head and then held it down as if she intended to smother him.
”Die human scum!”
That got him up and moving.
Before long the two of them were grappling for the upper hand, him trying to put her in a choke hold, and her using her lower arms to pinch him.
He yelped,
"Ouch! Pinching is illegal!”
"Sissy."
He clamped his legs around her lower arms, pinning them in place.
She struggled for a minute and then went limp.
She could feel his smug smile,
"I win, I beat the saint of Anin. Everyone bow at my feet."
"You say that, but if this were a real fight, since you’re a human male, you're the one with a self-destruct button."
"Self-destruct button...?"
"Meaning if this were a real fight, I would have punched you in the balls."
"Yaoooutch… Oh god… Please don't."
Finally, he let her go, leaving the two of them to lay on her bed, sheets scattered on the floor around them, and her pillows in disarray. Adam put his hands behind his head and sighed.
She glanced over at him,
"I don't suppose you came to just hang out. Here on Admiral-ly business?"
He groaned, pulling one of her pillows over his face,
"Please smother me for real this time."
She leaned up on one of her elbows,
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be an adult anymore!"
She tilted her head to the side, watching in amusement as he attempted to throw a childlike tantrum, but only really had the energy to kick his feet once,
"It's boring and lame and they won’t let me wear heelies to important meetings... also children don't have to pay taxes."
She laughed, pulling the pillow from his face,
"Adam you are many things, but 'adult' is not one of them."
He grinned slightly,
"True enough."
He sighed again and rested his head back against the pillows,
"I just want to get back to what we are supposed to be doing, exploring the universe and making cool alien friends."
He threw up his hands in frustration,
"But suddenly I find myself embroiled in stupid annoying politics that I don't understand, being used by people who are, let’s face it, WAY smarter than me, constantly finding myself getting manipulated."
She huffed,
"They aren't smarter than you Adam, they're just manipulative, and you aren't."
He sighed,
"Fair enough."
Then he looked at her, bright green eyes reflecting the soft ambient blue light,
"I just, I miss this, I miss us, I miss hanging out and doing stupid shit, and all of the things I could do when I wasn't so important and this operation was smaller."
She smiled rather sadly reaching one hand over for his, lacing the four of her fingers through the five of his,
"Well someone has to do the hard things, who better than you?”
He glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow,
"Or you, miss saint?”
She rolled her eyes again,
"Can't seem to get you off of that. I'm still the same person I used to be."
"But with power."
She elbowed him gently and he grinned,
"But really, I am proud and impressed and... Let's be honest super super smug that 'I' know you personally."
"I know, I am pretty terrific."
The two of them laughed for a minute before settling down again. He glanced over to her little shrine on the wall,
"What were you doing just then?"
She looked up at the ceiling, following the lines of metal and rivets with her eyes,
"Praying to the spirits of Anin."
Embarrassed, he shifted,
"I didn't know you were... Well I didn't think you were all that religious?"
She shrugged,
"Don't feel bad, it's sort of a new thing. Back before all this, it was sort of just stories to me. Like I believed it because that was what everyone believed, but I didn't really accept it, or feel it the way I do now. After everything with my mother, it was hard to feel connected to something I felt I wasn't a part of... But then after visiting my mother, after becoming a saint for a religion I never really followed... Well, it started to make more sense. It feels real now in a way that it never did."
She turned to look at him, finding him watching her, the UV blue stripes in his skin glowing blue.
"I believe in the spirits of Anin more than I ever have."
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand,
"I'm glad to hear it."
They lapsed into silence for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling before, inevitably he broke it,
"So this makes you like, space Moses right?”
She frowned and turned to look at him,
"What is a “Moses”?"
He grinned,
"A guy from one of the Earth Religions. You know, guy follows god's directions to lead his people away from slavery, climbs a mountain, receives the word of god, comes down to give it to the people, that sort of thing."
Sunny tilted her head slightly to the side,
"Are you religious?"
He paused, frowning,
"I... well I... don't really know. My family has been some flavor of Christian for a long time."
"Christian?"
"Uh yeah, the general idea is that there is one all-powerful deity who created everything. He has rules and laws that you are supposed to follow, the general tenants of this specific religion mostly boil down to: love everyone and don't be a dick, which humans are notoriously bad at. You sin you go to hell, a very bad place after you die, and if you are a good person you go to heaven. Problem is everyone is a sinner and breaks the rules, so really no one was going to get into heaven."
"That sounds bleak..."
"Well, that's where the other stuff comes in. Basically, this all-powerful deity sent down his son in human form to live a perfect life, so when he was martyred he took on the sins of all of humanity and paid for them in the greatest act of mercy to open the gate for the rest of us into heaven."
Sunny shifted as he tilted to the side to lay in the crook of her arms,
"Of course that is just one religion among tons on earth, we aren't really as cohesive in our beliefs as Drev are... As for me... I'm not really sure."
She tilted her head to the side, cheek resting against his hair,
"After seeing space, I become more and more convinced of some... Thing that created everything, but beyond that it's sort of a tossup."
She ran one hand through his hair, coarse but still soft somehow.
"You know my name comes from that religion?”
She turned her head to look at him,
"Oh, really?”
"Adam was the first man."
"What do you mean!?”
Adam shrugged,
"He was supposedly the first man that god created, from the dust of the earth... I think?"
She gave him a sidelong glance,
"Look, and you get to be the first idiot in space."
He snorted and poked her in the ribs.
"There were PLENTY of idiots in space before me, believe you me."
"Mmm I don't know, you are pretty dumb."
He laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting her with it. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him and then went limp.
He struggled,
"Get your big ass off me."
"Oh no, I have been attacked by a sudden acute case of the “my spine doesn't work anymore”-disease."
"If you don't move, you'll suddenly find yourself with a case of “fist in your face”-disease."
She laughed and rolled off him, making sure the hard parts of her carapace were sticking down for maximum discomfort.
He grunted.
They returned to lying down next to each other in the half darkness. Sunny reached over and turned on some quiet music in the background as the two of them sat and talked, and laughed.
"I can't wait to get back to deep space."
He closed his eyes and hummed softly at the thought,
"Just the crew and the darkness and nothing ahead of us but an endless frontier."
Surprisingly, she found the thought to be more than a little comforting, and closed her eyes thinking about the vast reaches of blackness and the endless spinning galaxies.
"And while we are out, we can drop Conn into a pulsar."
He snorted,
“Why? Well first of for scientific reasons! If a marshmallow causes a nuclear blast, I wonder what dropping Conn would do… but at least he’d be dead.”
"That billowy bastard would survive and you know it."
She huffed,
"Still though, if I have to hear one more smug lecture how he has a child with you, I'm gonna wring his scrawny neck."
He grinned teeth flashing blue in the light,
"Is someone... Jealous?"
Sunny laughed, almost tipping him off the bed and onto the floor with her mirth,
"Yes Adam, I am totally jealous, really I am, ‘kay?. I mean who wouldn't want to have a child with YOU, big dumb, dork. Really the perfect place to put my superior genes."
"Superior genes, says someone who can't reach the top shelf."
She kicked him, foot clanging off his prosthetic,
"I am a foot taller than you."
He placed his hand next to his ear,
"What was that, I can't hear you over how short you are."
Sunny shook her head,
"At least I have binocular vision and both my knees."
"So we are gonna ignore that that binocular vision is due to a prosthetic now after the whole “your mom” incident? And also, veeery important: weird neck nostrils, don't forget about those!"
"Oh yes, so I can’t house them on my face like you and your bigass nose."
"Low blow, low blow."
"There are... Lower things... I could make fun of."
He snorted,
"Can't make fun of it if you've never seen it. You on the other hand, walking around in the nude..."
"You're welcome. Who wouldn't love…"
She gestured to herself,
"This."
"Mmm yeah... chitin, very sexy."
"I am a gift to the universe, and should be appreciated by everyone."
He brushed a hand through his hair,
"Well I find that real gifts are gift wrapped, so jot that down."
"Oh yeah, like a prank gift when you put something lame in a box for something cool."
He frowned at her,
"You wound me. My feelings are so very very hurt. I might even cry."
"I drink human tears."
"That… that's really gross.'
She laughed and then they lapsed into silence. She could hear him breathing quietly next to her in the darkness, his chest rising and falling under the ambient blue light. She looked across the room to where her saint armor was hanging in its climate-controlled case illuminated to a pearly sheen.
"Adam?"
"Yeah?”
"You know I'm just kidding about calling you dumb right?"
"Yeah I know."
"I'm proud of what you've been doing."
Adam turned to look at her rather incredulous,
"Me, of what? I haven't been doing shit."
"So, we are just going to ignore you overthrowing a maniacal politician while simultaneously piloting a 2,000 year old spacecraft?"
"That was more Conn and Eris than it was me."
"It was your idea."
"Let’s not forget Admiral Kelly."
Sunny pulled him closer,
"I am sorry, I will not be accepting anything other than you acknowledging that you did a good job."
"Screw you!”
"You'd like that wouldn't you?”
He sighed,
"You've been talking to Ramirez WAY too much."
She was only slightly smug as she rested her head back against the pillow,
"I really should get up and train..."
"We should yeah..."
Neither of them moved.
"Alternatively, we could just... Lay here... All day and do... nothing."
She looked up at the ceiling for a long moment and pretended to be in deep contemplation before…
"Well it's official, you have convinced me. You and your silver tongue."
"I am a master negotiator."
He shifted position putting one arm behind his head,
"Think about it, by this time tomorrow we will be back to space exploring and doing what we should have been doing all along. I can't wait."
"That makes two of us."
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Praise and respect to the spirits of Anin. Praise the fathers and mothers of war gone to their rest below the moss and the earth. Praise their spirits that watch from the sky and peer through the ether down upon us.
She continued the slow mantra in the style of Prayer learned from Naktan and pulled her concentration to her core, ignoring anything and everything around her. A deep state of meditation overtook her. She would never have done this if she thought there were any chance that she was in danger, but below she knew Earth glowed like a sphere before their orbiting ship. There was no worry of invasion.
She thought she heard something at one point, but chose to ignore it as she continued her mantra.
Eventually, and after an unknown amount of minutes, she stood and turned slowly to find-
She stopped, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What are you doing?”
Adam burrowed his way further down into her blankets, nuzzling his head up against her pillow,
"So warm, and comfy!"
She tried not to smile,
"You dumbass."
He pulled the blankets tighter around himself,
"You know, I did come here to talk to you, but now I actually am really comfortable, so come back in two hours."
"I- This is MY home!"
He closed his eyes and pretended to snore loudly.
She rolled her eyes as she watched him theatrically pretend to sleep. She looked around mildly for a moment, before picking up another pillow and glancing at the door. She casually walked over, dropped the pillow on his head and then held it down as if she intended to smother him.
”Die human scum!”
That got him up and moving.
Before long the two of them were grappling for the upper hand, him trying to put her in a choke hold, and her using her lower arms to pinch him.
He yelped,
"Ouch! Pinching is illegal!”
"Sissy."
He clamped his legs around her lower arms, pinning them in place.
She struggled for a minute and then went limp.
She could feel his smug smile,
"I win, I beat the saint of Anin. Everyone bow at my feet."
"You say that, but if this were a real fight, since you’re a human male, you're the one with a self-destruct button."
"Self-destruct button...?"
"Meaning if this were a real fight, I would have punched you in the balls."
"Yaoooutch… Oh god… Please don't."
Finally, he let her go, leaving the two of them to lay on her bed, sheets scattered on the floor around them, and her pillows in disarray. Adam put his hands behind his head and sighed.
She glanced over at him,
"I don't suppose you came to just hang out. Here on Admiral-ly business?"
He groaned, pulling one of her pillows over his face,
"Please smother me for real this time."
She leaned up on one of her elbows,
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be an adult anymore!"
She tilted her head to the side, watching in amusement as he attempted to throw a childlike tantrum, but only really had the energy to kick his feet once,
"It's boring and lame and they won’t let me wear heelies to important meetings... also children don't have to pay taxes."
She laughed, pulling the pillow from his face,
"Adam you are many things, but 'adult' is not one of them."
He grinned slightly,
"True enough."
He sighed again and rested his head back against the pillows,
"I just want to get back to what we are supposed to be doing, exploring the universe and making cool alien friends."
He threw up his hands in frustration,
"But suddenly I find myself embroiled in stupid annoying politics that I don't understand, being used by people who are, let’s face it, WAY smarter than me, constantly finding myself getting manipulated."
She huffed,
"They aren't smarter than you Adam, they're just manipulative, and you aren't."
He sighed,
"Fair enough."
Then he looked at her, bright green eyes reflecting the soft ambient blue light,
"I just, I miss this, I miss us, I miss hanging out and doing stupid shit, and all of the things I could do when I wasn't so important and this operation was smaller."
She smiled rather sadly reaching one hand over for his, lacing the four of her fingers through the five of his,
"Well someone has to do the hard things, who better than you?”
He glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow,
"Or you, miss saint?”
She rolled her eyes again,
"Can't seem to get you off of that. I'm still the same person I used to be."
"But with power."
She elbowed him gently and he grinned,
"But really, I am proud and impressed and... Let's be honest super super smug that 'I' know you personally."
"I know, I am pretty terrific."
The two of them laughed for a minute before settling down again. He glanced over to her little shrine on the wall,
"What were you doing just then?"
She looked up at the ceiling, following the lines of metal and rivets with her eyes,
"Praying to the spirits of Anin."
Embarrassed, he shifted,
"I didn't know you were... Well I didn't think you were all that religious?"
She shrugged,
"Don't feel bad, it's sort of a new thing. Back before all this, it was sort of just stories to me. Like I believed it because that was what everyone believed, but I didn't really accept it, or feel it the way I do now. After everything with my mother, it was hard to feel connected to something I felt I wasn't a part of... But then after visiting my mother, after becoming a saint for a religion I never really followed... Well, it started to make more sense. It feels real now in a way that it never did."
She turned to look at him, finding him watching her, the UV blue stripes in his skin glowing blue.
"I believe in the spirits of Anin more than I ever have."
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand,
"I'm glad to hear it."
They lapsed into silence for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling before, inevitably he broke it,
"So this makes you like, space Moses right?”
She frowned and turned to look at him,
"What is a “Moses”?"
He grinned,
"A guy from one of the Earth Religions. You know, guy follows god's directions to lead his people away from slavery, climbs a mountain, receives the word of god, comes down to give it to the people, that sort of thing."
Sunny tilted her head slightly to the side,
"Are you religious?"
He paused, frowning,
"I... well I... don't really know. My family has been some flavor of Christian for a long time."
"Christian?"
"Uh yeah, the general idea is that there is one all-powerful deity who created everything. He has rules and laws that you are supposed to follow, the general tenants of this specific religion mostly boil down to: love everyone and don't be a dick, which humans are notoriously bad at. You sin you go to hell, a very bad place after you die, and if you are a good person you go to heaven. Problem is everyone is a sinner and breaks the rules, so really no one was going to get into heaven."
"That sounds bleak..."
"Well, that's where the other stuff comes in. Basically, this all-powerful deity sent down his son in human form to live a perfect life, so when he was martyred he took on the sins of all of humanity and paid for them in the greatest act of mercy to open the gate for the rest of us into heaven."
Sunny shifted as he tilted to the side to lay in the crook of her arms,
"Of course that is just one religion among tons on earth, we aren't really as cohesive in our beliefs as Drev are... As for me... I'm not really sure."
She tilted her head to the side, cheek resting against his hair,
"After seeing space, I become more and more convinced of some... Thing that created everything, but beyond that it's sort of a tossup."
She ran one hand through his hair, coarse but still soft somehow.
"You know my name comes from that religion?”
She turned her head to look at him,
"Oh, really?”
"Adam was the first man."
"What do you mean!?”
Adam shrugged,
"He was supposedly the first man that god created, from the dust of the earth... I think?"
She gave him a sidelong glance,
"Look, and you get to be the first idiot in space."
He snorted and poked her in the ribs.
"There were PLENTY of idiots in space before me, believe you me."
"Mmm I don't know, you are pretty dumb."
He laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting her with it. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him and then went limp.
He struggled,
"Get your big ass off me."
"Oh no, I have been attacked by a sudden acute case of the “my spine doesn't work anymore”-disease."
"If you don't move, you'll suddenly find yourself with a case of “fist in your face”-disease."
She laughed and rolled off him, making sure the hard parts of her carapace were sticking down for maximum discomfort.
He grunted.
They returned to lying down next to each other in the half darkness. Sunny reached over and turned on some quiet music in the background as the two of them sat and talked, and laughed.
"I can't wait to get back to deep space."
He closed his eyes and hummed softly at the thought,
"Just the crew and the darkness and nothing ahead of us but an endless frontier."
Surprisingly, she found the thought to be more than a little comforting, and closed her eyes thinking about the vast reaches of blackness and the endless spinning galaxies.
"And while we are out, we can drop Conn into a pulsar."
He snorted,
“Why? Well first of for scientific reasons! If a marshmallow causes a nuclear blast, I wonder what dropping Conn would do… but at least he’d be dead.”
"That billowy bastard would survive and you know it."
She huffed,
"Still though, if I have to hear one more smug lecture how he has a child with you, I'm gonna wring his scrawny neck."
He grinned teeth flashing blue in the light,
"Is someone... Jealous?"
Sunny laughed, almost tipping him off the bed and onto the floor with her mirth,
"Yes Adam, I am totally jealous, really I am, ‘kay?. I mean who wouldn't want to have a child with YOU, big dumb, dork. Really the perfect place to put my superior genes."
"Superior genes, says someone who can't reach the top shelf."
She kicked him, foot clanging off his prosthetic,
"I am a foot taller than you."
He placed his hand next to his ear,
"What was that, I can't hear you over how short you are."
Sunny shook her head,
"At least I have binocular vision and both my knees."
"So we are gonna ignore that that binocular vision is due to a prosthetic now after the whole “your mom” incident? And also, veeery important: weird neck nostrils, don't forget about those!"
"Oh yes, so I can’t house them on my face like you and your bigass nose."
"Low blow, low blow."
"There are... Lower things... I could make fun of."
He snorted,
"Can't make fun of it if you've never seen it. You on the other hand, walking around in the nude..."
"You're welcome. Who wouldn't love…"
She gestured to herself,
"This."
"Mmm yeah... chitin, very sexy."
"I am a gift to the universe, and should be appreciated by everyone."
He brushed a hand through his hair,
"Well I find that real gifts are gift wrapped, so jot that down."
"Oh yeah, like a prank gift when you put something lame in a box for something cool."
He frowned at her,
"You wound me. My feelings are so very very hurt. I might even cry."
"I drink human tears."
"That… that's really gross.'
She laughed and then they lapsed into silence. She could hear him breathing quietly next to her in the darkness, his chest rising and falling under the ambient blue light. She looked across the room to where her saint armor was hanging in its climate-controlled case illuminated to a pearly sheen.
"Adam?"
"Yeah?”
"You know I'm just kidding about calling you dumb right?"
"Yeah I know."
"I'm proud of what you've been doing."
Adam turned to look at her rather incredulous,
"Me, of what? I haven't been doing shit."
"So, we are just going to ignore you overthrowing a maniacal politician while simultaneously piloting a 2,000 year old spacecraft?"
"That was more Conn and Eris than it was me."
"It was your idea."
"Let’s not forget Admiral Kelly."
Sunny pulled him closer,
"I am sorry, I will not be accepting anything other than you acknowledging that you did a good job."
"Screw you!”
"You'd like that wouldn't you?”
He sighed,
"You've been talking to Ramirez WAY too much."
She was only slightly smug as she rested her head back against the pillow,
"I really should get up and train..."
"We should yeah..."
Neither of them moved.
"Alternatively, we could just... Lay here... All day and do... nothing."
She looked up at the ceiling for a long moment and pretended to be in deep contemplation before…
"Well it's official, you have convinced me. You and your silver tongue."
"I am a master negotiator."
He shifted position putting one arm behind his head,
"Think about it, by this time tomorrow we will be back to space exploring and doing what we should have been doing all along. I can't wait."
"That makes two of us."
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2024.05.21 13:56 reducedandconfused Any suggestions for a self locking door if the landlord won’t allow me to have a spare key outside but also I can get locked out any time?
The door to my apartment closes and locks on its own. I’m extra careful after being locked out once, and never leave without my key, but I’m also human and accidents happen. If the door didn’t self close, it would be easier, but the other day I was simply picking up a package that was right at the door and it closed behind me. They also do not consider it an emergency outside of working hours and my only option is getting a locksmith or going to a hotel. Good luck if you don’t have your phone with you, or you know… shoes.
I asked them if I can get a locked box and store a spare key outside and they said it was not allowed. My only option is to leave a key with one of the neighbors who I don’t know well and they could also be traveling. I want suggestions for something else that could help me here, is there a tool that I can install at the door to make it not close on its own? Something to prevent an accident or something less obvious than a box with a key inside. I’m really desperate. Thanks for the help :(
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I asked them if I can get a locked box and store a spare key outside and they said it was not allowed. My only option is to leave a key with one of the neighbors who I don’t know well and they could also be traveling. I want suggestions for something else that could help me here, is there a tool that I can install at the door to make it not close on its own? Something to prevent an accident or something less obvious than a box with a key inside. I’m really desperate. Thanks for the help :(
2024.05.21 13:55 Itchy-Assumption3803 Social Services of the Doomed
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Social Services of the Doomed is Verified!
They have magic and fangs. You have red tape! In this epic conflict between fantasy and bureaucracy, will you save your city, or sell your soul?
Social Services of the Doomed is a 400,000-word interactive urban fantasy novel by Fade Manley. It's entirely text-based, without graphics or sound effects, and fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination.
As an employee of the Department of Supernatural Social Services, it’s your job to mediate when a dispute breaks out between vampires and werewolves. Which is pretty often, these days. Tensions are rising in your city: not all supernatural citizens think that they have to abide by the law. Flocks of harpies are crowing prophecies of doom; wizards are slinging fireballs; trolls aren’t just having peaceful chats about tunneling technology anymore; there are demons in the werewolf dive bar; and something is up with the ley lines. Sometimes it feels like you’re the only one standing between the supernatural factions and a city in flames.
On the other hand, some factions are willing to cut a deal on the side, so if you really want the city to be in flames - and if you feel like that civil-servant paycheck isn’t stretching as far as you’d like - you could make that happen. Every faction knows that you could be useful to them.
How will you handle it? Will you sneak, fight, negotiate, confuse, or just whip out some obscure county regulations? There’s always more paperwork to be done, and if you fall too far behind, your boss might call you in for a chat about your monthly metrics. (Also, your boss might be a constellation. Don’t ask.)
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Social Services of the Doomed is Verified!
Social Services of the Doomed is a 400,000-word interactive urban fantasy novel by Fade Manley. It's entirely text-based, without graphics or sound effects, and fueled by the vast, unstoppable power of your imagination.
As an employee of the Department of Supernatural Social Services, it’s your job to mediate when a dispute breaks out between vampires and werewolves. Which is pretty often, these days. Tensions are rising in your city: not all supernatural citizens think that they have to abide by the law. Flocks of harpies are crowing prophecies of doom; wizards are slinging fireballs; trolls aren’t just having peaceful chats about tunneling technology anymore; there are demons in the werewolf dive bar; and something is up with the ley lines. Sometimes it feels like you’re the only one standing between the supernatural factions and a city in flames.
On the other hand, some factions are willing to cut a deal on the side, so if you really want the city to be in flames - and if you feel like that civil-servant paycheck isn’t stretching as far as you’d like - you could make that happen. Every faction knows that you could be useful to them.
How will you handle it? Will you sneak, fight, negotiate, confuse, or just whip out some obscure county regulations? There’s always more paperwork to be done, and if you fall too far behind, your boss might call you in for a chat about your monthly metrics. (Also, your boss might be a constellation. Don’t ask.)
- Make your way through the city as a demon, troll, wizard, or completely mundane human.
- Play as male, female, or non-binary; gay, straight, bi, or asexual.
- Advance your career, sink your rival's career, or try to play nice with all your coworkers at once.
- Romance a troll, a demon, a werewolf, a vampire, or your office rival. (Who’s a snake person.)
- Chase demons out of the cubicle farm before everyone gets back from lunch.
- Thwart the dastardly plans of Hell’s minions, or sell your soul to them…or just flirt with a cute demon.
Demons and trolls, vampires and werewolves, wizards and harpies... and you're standing in the middle with the most fearsome thing of all: paperwork.
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2024.05.21 13:53 maximusaemilius Empyrean Iris: 2-184 In the Ambiance (by Charlie Star)
FYI, this is a story COLLECTION. Lots of standalones technically. So, you can basically start to read at any chapter, no pre-read of the other chapters needed technically (other than maybe getting better descriptions of characters than: Adam Vir=human, Krill=antlike alien, Sunny=tall alien, Conn=telepathic alien). The numbers are (mostly) only for organization of posts and continuity.
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She got up in the dark, with only the dim ambience of soft blue lighting to accompany her. She stretched all four arms, her two legs, and rolled her neck. It struck her as mildly interesting in that moment, how something so small could connect them to humans, The thought was fleeting as she took another step forward to kneel down on the floor. There, in a little alcove in the wall, she had set a volcanic rock from Anin, dried moss, and other paraphernalia from her home world. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath resting her hands together.
Praise and respect to the spirits of Anin. Praise the fathers and mothers of war gone to their rest below the moss and the earth. Praise their spirits that watch from the sky and peer through the ether down upon us.
She continued the slow mantra in the style of Prayer learned from Naktan and pulled her concentration to her core, ignoring anything and everything around her. A deep state of meditation overtook her. She would never have done this if she thought there were any chance that she was in danger, but below she knew Earth glowed like a sphere before their orbiting ship. There was no worry of invasion.
She thought she heard something at one point, but chose to ignore it as she continued her mantra.
Eventually, and after an unknown amount of minutes, she stood and turned slowly to find-
She stopped, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What are you doing?”
Adam burrowed his way further down into her blankets, nuzzling his head up against her pillow,
"So warm, and comfy!"
She tried not to smile,
"You dumbass."
He pulled the blankets tighter around himself,
"You know, I did come here to talk to you, but now I actually am really comfortable, so come back in two hours."
"I- This is MY home!"
He closed his eyes and pretended to snore loudly.
She rolled her eyes as she watched him theatrically pretend to sleep. She looked around mildly for a moment, before picking up another pillow and glancing at the door. She casually walked over, dropped the pillow on his head and then held it down as if she intended to smother him.
”Die human scum!”
That got him up and moving.
Before long the two of them were grappling for the upper hand, him trying to put her in a choke hold, and her using her lower arms to pinch him.
He yelped,
"Ouch! Pinching is illegal!”
"Sissy."
He clamped his legs around her lower arms, pinning them in place.
She struggled for a minute and then went limp.
She could feel his smug smile,
"I win, I beat the saint of Anin. Everyone bow at my feet."
"You say that, but if this were a real fight, since you’re a human male, you're the one with a self-destruct button."
"Self-destruct button...?"
"Meaning if this were a real fight, I would have punched you in the balls."
"Yaoooutch… Oh god… Please don't."
Finally, he let her go, leaving the two of them to lay on her bed, sheets scattered on the floor around them, and her pillows in disarray. Adam put his hands behind his head and sighed.
She glanced over at him,
"I don't suppose you came to just hang out. Here on Admiral-ly business?"
He groaned, pulling one of her pillows over his face,
"Please smother me for real this time."
She leaned up on one of her elbows,
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be an adult anymore!"
She tilted her head to the side, watching in amusement as he attempted to throw a childlike tantrum, but only really had the energy to kick his feet once,
"It's boring and lame and they won’t let me wear heelies to important meetings... also children don't have to pay taxes."
She laughed, pulling the pillow from his face,
"Adam you are many things, but 'adult' is not one of them."
He grinned slightly,
"True enough."
He sighed again and rested his head back against the pillows,
"I just want to get back to what we are supposed to be doing, exploring the universe and making cool alien friends."
He threw up his hands in frustration,
"But suddenly I find myself embroiled in stupid annoying politics that I don't understand, being used by people who are, let’s face it, WAY smarter than me, constantly finding myself getting manipulated."
She huffed,
"They aren't smarter than you Adam, they're just manipulative, and you aren't."
He sighed,
"Fair enough."
Then he looked at her, bright green eyes reflecting the soft ambient blue light,
"I just, I miss this, I miss us, I miss hanging out and doing stupid shit, and all of the things I could do when I wasn't so important and this operation was smaller."
She smiled rather sadly reaching one hand over for his, lacing the four of her fingers through the five of his,
"Well someone has to do the hard things, who better than you?”
He glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow,
"Or you, miss saint?”
She rolled her eyes again,
"Can't seem to get you off of that. I'm still the same person I used to be."
"But with power."
She elbowed him gently and he grinned,
"But really, I am proud and impressed and... Let's be honest super super smug that 'I' know you personally."
"I know, I am pretty terrific."
The two of them laughed for a minute before settling down again. He glanced over to her little shrine on the wall,
"What were you doing just then?"
She looked up at the ceiling, following the lines of metal and rivets with her eyes,
"Praying to the spirits of Anin."
Embarrassed, he shifted,
"I didn't know you were... Well I didn't think you were all that religious?"
She shrugged,
"Don't feel bad, it's sort of a new thing. Back before all this, it was sort of just stories to me. Like I believed it because that was what everyone believed, but I didn't really accept it, or feel it the way I do now. After everything with my mother, it was hard to feel connected to something I felt I wasn't a part of... But then after visiting my mother, after becoming a saint for a religion I never really followed... Well, it started to make more sense. It feels real now in a way that it never did."
She turned to look at him, finding him watching her, the UV blue stripes in his skin glowing blue.
"I believe in the spirits of Anin more than I ever have."
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand,
"I'm glad to hear it."
They lapsed into silence for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling before, inevitably he broke it,
"So this makes you like, space Moses right?”
She frowned and turned to look at him,
"What is a “Moses”?"
He grinned,
"A guy from one of the Earth Religions. You know, guy follows god's directions to lead his people away from slavery, climbs a mountain, receives the word of god, comes down to give it to the people, that sort of thing."
Sunny tilted her head slightly to the side,
"Are you religious?"
He paused, frowning,
"I... well I... don't really know. My family has been some flavor of Christian for a long time."
"Christian?"
"Uh yeah, the general idea is that there is one all-powerful deity who created everything. He has rules and laws that you are supposed to follow, the general tenants of this specific religion mostly boil down to: love everyone and don't be a dick, which humans are notoriously bad at. You sin you go to hell, a very bad place after you die, and if you are a good person you go to heaven. Problem is everyone is a sinner and breaks the rules, so really no one was going to get into heaven."
"That sounds bleak..."
"Well, that's where the other stuff comes in. Basically, this all-powerful deity sent down his son in human form to live a perfect life, so when he was martyred he took on the sins of all of humanity and paid for them in the greatest act of mercy to open the gate for the rest of us into heaven."
Sunny shifted as he tilted to the side to lay in the crook of her arms,
"Of course that is just one religion among tons on earth, we aren't really as cohesive in our beliefs as Drev are... As for me... I'm not really sure."
She tilted her head to the side, cheek resting against his hair,
"After seeing space, I become more and more convinced of some... Thing that created everything, but beyond that it's sort of a tossup."
She ran one hand through his hair, coarse but still soft somehow.
"You know my name comes from that religion?”
She turned her head to look at him,
"Oh, really?”
"Adam was the first man."
"What do you mean!?”
Adam shrugged,
"He was supposedly the first man that god created, from the dust of the earth... I think?"
She gave him a sidelong glance,
"Look, and you get to be the first idiot in space."
He snorted and poked her in the ribs.
"There were PLENTY of idiots in space before me, believe you me."
"Mmm I don't know, you are pretty dumb."
He laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting her with it. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him and then went limp.
He struggled,
"Get your big ass off me."
"Oh no, I have been attacked by a sudden acute case of the “my spine doesn't work anymore”-disease."
"If you don't move, you'll suddenly find yourself with a case of “fist in your face”-disease."
She laughed and rolled off him, making sure the hard parts of her carapace were sticking down for maximum discomfort.
He grunted.
They returned to lying down next to each other in the half darkness. Sunny reached over and turned on some quiet music in the background as the two of them sat and talked, and laughed.
"I can't wait to get back to deep space."
He closed his eyes and hummed softly at the thought,
"Just the crew and the darkness and nothing ahead of us but an endless frontier."
Surprisingly, she found the thought to be more than a little comforting, and closed her eyes thinking about the vast reaches of blackness and the endless spinning galaxies.
"And while we are out, we can drop Conn into a pulsar."
He snorted,
“Why? Well first of for scientific reasons! If a marshmallow causes a nuclear blast, I wonder what dropping Conn would do… but at least he’d be dead.”
"That billowy bastard would survive and you know it."
She huffed,
"Still though, if I have to hear one more smug lecture how he has a child with you, I'm gonna wring his scrawny neck."
He grinned teeth flashing blue in the light,
"Is someone... Jealous?"
Sunny laughed, almost tipping him off the bed and onto the floor with her mirth,
"Yes Adam, I am totally jealous, really I am, ‘kay?. I mean who wouldn't want to have a child with YOU, big dumb, dork. Really the perfect place to put my superior genes."
"Superior genes, says someone who can't reach the top shelf."
She kicked him, foot clanging off his prosthetic,
"I am a foot taller than you."
He placed his hand next to his ear,
"What was that, I can't hear you over how short you are."
Sunny shook her head,
"At least I have binocular vision and both my knees."
"So we are gonna ignore that that binocular vision is due to a prosthetic now after the whole “your mom” incident? And also, veeery important: weird neck nostrils, don't forget about those!"
"Oh yes, so I can’t house them on my face like you and your bigass nose."
"Low blow, low blow."
"There are... Lower things... I could make fun of."
He snorted,
"Can't make fun of it if you've never seen it. You on the other hand, walking around in the nude..."
"You're welcome. Who wouldn't love…"
She gestured to herself,
"This."
"Mmm yeah... chitin, very sexy."
"I am a gift to the universe, and should be appreciated by everyone."
He brushed a hand through his hair,
"Well I find that real gifts are gift wrapped, so jot that down."
"Oh yeah, like a prank gift when you put something lame in a box for something cool."
He frowned at her,
"You wound me. My feelings are so very very hurt. I might even cry."
"I drink human tears."
"That… that's really gross.'
She laughed and then they lapsed into silence. She could hear him breathing quietly next to her in the darkness, his chest rising and falling under the ambient blue light. She looked across the room to where her saint armor was hanging in its climate-controlled case illuminated to a pearly sheen.
"Adam?"
"Yeah?”
"You know I'm just kidding about calling you dumb right?"
"Yeah I know."
"I'm proud of what you've been doing."
Adam turned to look at her rather incredulous,
"Me, of what? I haven't been doing shit."
"So, we are just going to ignore you overthrowing a maniacal politician while simultaneously piloting a 2,000 year old spacecraft?"
"That was more Conn and Eris than it was me."
"It was your idea."
"Let’s not forget Admiral Kelly."
Sunny pulled him closer,
"I am sorry, I will not be accepting anything other than you acknowledging that you did a good job."
"Screw you!”
"You'd like that wouldn't you?”
He sighed,
"You've been talking to Ramirez WAY too much."
She was only slightly smug as she rested her head back against the pillow,
"I really should get up and train..."
"We should yeah..."
Neither of them moved.
"Alternatively, we could just... Lay here... All day and do... nothing."
She looked up at the ceiling for a long moment and pretended to be in deep contemplation before…
"Well it's official, you have convinced me. You and your silver tongue."
"I am a master negotiator."
He shifted position putting one arm behind his head,
"Think about it, by this time tomorrow we will be back to space exploring and doing what we should have been doing all along. I can't wait."
"That makes two of us."
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Thanks for reading! As you saw in the title, this is a cross posted story written by starrfallknightrise and I'll just upload some of it here for you guys, if you are interested and want to read ahead, the original story-collection can be found on tumblr or wattpad to read for free. (link above this text under "OC:..." ) It is the Empyrean Iris story collection by starfallknightrise. Also, if you want to know more about the story collection i made an intro post about it, so feel free to check that out to see what other great characters to look forward to! (Link also above this text). I have no affiliations to the author; just thought I’d share some of the great stories you might enjoy a lot!
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.
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OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800 u/BakeGullible9975 u/Didnotseemecomein and u/medium_jock
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Awwwww! So cute!
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Praise and respect to the spirits of Anin. Praise the fathers and mothers of war gone to their rest below the moss and the earth. Praise their spirits that watch from the sky and peer through the ether down upon us.
She continued the slow mantra in the style of Prayer learned from Naktan and pulled her concentration to her core, ignoring anything and everything around her. A deep state of meditation overtook her. She would never have done this if she thought there were any chance that she was in danger, but below she knew Earth glowed like a sphere before their orbiting ship. There was no worry of invasion.
She thought she heard something at one point, but chose to ignore it as she continued her mantra.
Eventually, and after an unknown amount of minutes, she stood and turned slowly to find-
She stopped, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"What are you doing?”
Adam burrowed his way further down into her blankets, nuzzling his head up against her pillow,
"So warm, and comfy!"
She tried not to smile,
"You dumbass."
He pulled the blankets tighter around himself,
"You know, I did come here to talk to you, but now I actually am really comfortable, so come back in two hours."
"I- This is MY home!"
He closed his eyes and pretended to snore loudly.
She rolled her eyes as she watched him theatrically pretend to sleep. She looked around mildly for a moment, before picking up another pillow and glancing at the door. She casually walked over, dropped the pillow on his head and then held it down as if she intended to smother him.
”Die human scum!”
That got him up and moving.
Before long the two of them were grappling for the upper hand, him trying to put her in a choke hold, and her using her lower arms to pinch him.
He yelped,
"Ouch! Pinching is illegal!”
"Sissy."
He clamped his legs around her lower arms, pinning them in place.
She struggled for a minute and then went limp.
She could feel his smug smile,
"I win, I beat the saint of Anin. Everyone bow at my feet."
"You say that, but if this were a real fight, since you’re a human male, you're the one with a self-destruct button."
"Self-destruct button...?"
"Meaning if this were a real fight, I would have punched you in the balls."
"Yaoooutch… Oh god… Please don't."
Finally, he let her go, leaving the two of them to lay on her bed, sheets scattered on the floor around them, and her pillows in disarray. Adam put his hands behind his head and sighed.
She glanced over at him,
"I don't suppose you came to just hang out. Here on Admiral-ly business?"
He groaned, pulling one of her pillows over his face,
"Please smother me for real this time."
She leaned up on one of her elbows,
"Why?"
"I don't wanna be an adult anymore!"
She tilted her head to the side, watching in amusement as he attempted to throw a childlike tantrum, but only really had the energy to kick his feet once,
"It's boring and lame and they won’t let me wear heelies to important meetings... also children don't have to pay taxes."
She laughed, pulling the pillow from his face,
"Adam you are many things, but 'adult' is not one of them."
He grinned slightly,
"True enough."
He sighed again and rested his head back against the pillows,
"I just want to get back to what we are supposed to be doing, exploring the universe and making cool alien friends."
He threw up his hands in frustration,
"But suddenly I find myself embroiled in stupid annoying politics that I don't understand, being used by people who are, let’s face it, WAY smarter than me, constantly finding myself getting manipulated."
She huffed,
"They aren't smarter than you Adam, they're just manipulative, and you aren't."
He sighed,
"Fair enough."
Then he looked at her, bright green eyes reflecting the soft ambient blue light,
"I just, I miss this, I miss us, I miss hanging out and doing stupid shit, and all of the things I could do when I wasn't so important and this operation was smaller."
She smiled rather sadly reaching one hand over for his, lacing the four of her fingers through the five of his,
"Well someone has to do the hard things, who better than you?”
He glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow,
"Or you, miss saint?”
She rolled her eyes again,
"Can't seem to get you off of that. I'm still the same person I used to be."
"But with power."
She elbowed him gently and he grinned,
"But really, I am proud and impressed and... Let's be honest super super smug that 'I' know you personally."
"I know, I am pretty terrific."
The two of them laughed for a minute before settling down again. He glanced over to her little shrine on the wall,
"What were you doing just then?"
She looked up at the ceiling, following the lines of metal and rivets with her eyes,
"Praying to the spirits of Anin."
Embarrassed, he shifted,
"I didn't know you were... Well I didn't think you were all that religious?"
She shrugged,
"Don't feel bad, it's sort of a new thing. Back before all this, it was sort of just stories to me. Like I believed it because that was what everyone believed, but I didn't really accept it, or feel it the way I do now. After everything with my mother, it was hard to feel connected to something I felt I wasn't a part of... But then after visiting my mother, after becoming a saint for a religion I never really followed... Well, it started to make more sense. It feels real now in a way that it never did."
She turned to look at him, finding him watching her, the UV blue stripes in his skin glowing blue.
"I believe in the spirits of Anin more than I ever have."
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand,
"I'm glad to hear it."
They lapsed into silence for a long moment, staring up at the ceiling before, inevitably he broke it,
"So this makes you like, space Moses right?”
She frowned and turned to look at him,
"What is a “Moses”?"
He grinned,
"A guy from one of the Earth Religions. You know, guy follows god's directions to lead his people away from slavery, climbs a mountain, receives the word of god, comes down to give it to the people, that sort of thing."
Sunny tilted her head slightly to the side,
"Are you religious?"
He paused, frowning,
"I... well I... don't really know. My family has been some flavor of Christian for a long time."
"Christian?"
"Uh yeah, the general idea is that there is one all-powerful deity who created everything. He has rules and laws that you are supposed to follow, the general tenants of this specific religion mostly boil down to: love everyone and don't be a dick, which humans are notoriously bad at. You sin you go to hell, a very bad place after you die, and if you are a good person you go to heaven. Problem is everyone is a sinner and breaks the rules, so really no one was going to get into heaven."
"That sounds bleak..."
"Well, that's where the other stuff comes in. Basically, this all-powerful deity sent down his son in human form to live a perfect life, so when he was martyred he took on the sins of all of humanity and paid for them in the greatest act of mercy to open the gate for the rest of us into heaven."
Sunny shifted as he tilted to the side to lay in the crook of her arms,
"Of course that is just one religion among tons on earth, we aren't really as cohesive in our beliefs as Drev are... As for me... I'm not really sure."
She tilted her head to the side, cheek resting against his hair,
"After seeing space, I become more and more convinced of some... Thing that created everything, but beyond that it's sort of a tossup."
She ran one hand through his hair, coarse but still soft somehow.
"You know my name comes from that religion?”
She turned her head to look at him,
"Oh, really?”
"Adam was the first man."
"What do you mean!?”
Adam shrugged,
"He was supposedly the first man that god created, from the dust of the earth... I think?"
She gave him a sidelong glance,
"Look, and you get to be the first idiot in space."
He snorted and poked her in the ribs.
"There were PLENTY of idiots in space before me, believe you me."
"Mmm I don't know, you are pretty dumb."
He laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting her with it. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him and then went limp.
He struggled,
"Get your big ass off me."
"Oh no, I have been attacked by a sudden acute case of the “my spine doesn't work anymore”-disease."
"If you don't move, you'll suddenly find yourself with a case of “fist in your face”-disease."
She laughed and rolled off him, making sure the hard parts of her carapace were sticking down for maximum discomfort.
He grunted.
They returned to lying down next to each other in the half darkness. Sunny reached over and turned on some quiet music in the background as the two of them sat and talked, and laughed.
"I can't wait to get back to deep space."
He closed his eyes and hummed softly at the thought,
"Just the crew and the darkness and nothing ahead of us but an endless frontier."
Surprisingly, she found the thought to be more than a little comforting, and closed her eyes thinking about the vast reaches of blackness and the endless spinning galaxies.
"And while we are out, we can drop Conn into a pulsar."
He snorted,
“Why? Well first of for scientific reasons! If a marshmallow causes a nuclear blast, I wonder what dropping Conn would do… but at least he’d be dead.”
"That billowy bastard would survive and you know it."
She huffed,
"Still though, if I have to hear one more smug lecture how he has a child with you, I'm gonna wring his scrawny neck."
He grinned teeth flashing blue in the light,
"Is someone... Jealous?"
Sunny laughed, almost tipping him off the bed and onto the floor with her mirth,
"Yes Adam, I am totally jealous, really I am, ‘kay?. I mean who wouldn't want to have a child with YOU, big dumb, dork. Really the perfect place to put my superior genes."
"Superior genes, says someone who can't reach the top shelf."
She kicked him, foot clanging off his prosthetic,
"I am a foot taller than you."
He placed his hand next to his ear,
"What was that, I can't hear you over how short you are."
Sunny shook her head,
"At least I have binocular vision and both my knees."
"So we are gonna ignore that that binocular vision is due to a prosthetic now after the whole “your mom” incident? And also, veeery important: weird neck nostrils, don't forget about those!"
"Oh yes, so I can’t house them on my face like you and your bigass nose."
"Low blow, low blow."
"There are... Lower things... I could make fun of."
He snorted,
"Can't make fun of it if you've never seen it. You on the other hand, walking around in the nude..."
"You're welcome. Who wouldn't love…"
She gestured to herself,
"This."
"Mmm yeah... chitin, very sexy."
"I am a gift to the universe, and should be appreciated by everyone."
He brushed a hand through his hair,
"Well I find that real gifts are gift wrapped, so jot that down."
"Oh yeah, like a prank gift when you put something lame in a box for something cool."
He frowned at her,
"You wound me. My feelings are so very very hurt. I might even cry."
"I drink human tears."
"That… that's really gross.'
She laughed and then they lapsed into silence. She could hear him breathing quietly next to her in the darkness, his chest rising and falling under the ambient blue light. She looked across the room to where her saint armor was hanging in its climate-controlled case illuminated to a pearly sheen.
"Adam?"
"Yeah?”
"You know I'm just kidding about calling you dumb right?"
"Yeah I know."
"I'm proud of what you've been doing."
Adam turned to look at her rather incredulous,
"Me, of what? I haven't been doing shit."
"So, we are just going to ignore you overthrowing a maniacal politician while simultaneously piloting a 2,000 year old spacecraft?"
"That was more Conn and Eris than it was me."
"It was your idea."
"Let’s not forget Admiral Kelly."
Sunny pulled him closer,
"I am sorry, I will not be accepting anything other than you acknowledging that you did a good job."
"Screw you!”
"You'd like that wouldn't you?”
He sighed,
"You've been talking to Ramirez WAY too much."
She was only slightly smug as she rested her head back against the pillow,
"I really should get up and train..."
"We should yeah..."
Neither of them moved.
"Alternatively, we could just... Lay here... All day and do... nothing."
She looked up at the ceiling for a long moment and pretended to be in deep contemplation before…
"Well it's official, you have convinced me. You and your silver tongue."
"I am a master negotiator."
He shifted position putting one arm behind his head,
"Think about it, by this time tomorrow we will be back to space exploring and doing what we should have been doing all along. I can't wait."
"That makes two of us."
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I entered into the room and shoutedout, everyone present in the room left except her. She got terrified seeing me like this. I banged the door behind me. She visibly jumped back from her place. I started to take steps towards her and she started moving backwards until her back touched the wall behind her. I snatched the dupatta (veil) which was adjusted on her shoulder.What-What ar-are you do- doingshe stammered and tried to move away from me. I got angary to see her in the slutty wedding dress which is given by that bastard. I grabbed her forearm and pulled her towards me. What do you think, I will let you do whatever you want. Huh? I asked her with gritted teeth and left her. She run towards the door and tried to open it. What do you think? What they will think to see you without your dupatta in this slutty wedding dress of yours ? I yelled. She didn't listened to me and run outside. Now I have to show everyone including her that she is mine, and what I am capable of doing. ______________This story is about Advay and Samaira.Aday is a successful and a very cold entrepreneur , but in a person he is very sweet and protective towards his loved ones. Ahh... as for the girls , he is a arrogant jerk with lots of attitude . He never pays attention to the girls who are the real definition of hotness, but as they say miracle happens, Advay gets attracted or we can say more then attracted to Samaira at the very first sight. whereas Samaira is naive and a very sweet girl , somehow knows that she is very fond of Advay's presence around her. Love will bloom when these two different souls meet. Read more
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2024.05.21 13:49 The_Naked_Buddhist A Deep Dive into the political beliefs of Aon Tu, as presented via their Twitter accounts. Presented without comment.
Lately, both in person and on this sub, I have seen a worrying amount of misinformation spreading about the political party Aon Tu. This misinformation either states that they are a left/liberal party or that they are not right/conservative. This is however clearly wrong as any amount of introspection of their statements and social media makes clear; any clear dive into their policies and statements make it clear that they are instead very right wing, if not far right. They use the many familiar terms associated with similar parties, hold the same stances, and even retweet them and their content.
In order to illustrate this below I am presenting the various tweets made by Peadar Tóibín (the current leader of the party, their founder, and currently sole elected official) as well as their official twitter account. I have limited it solely to tweets due to time and space constraints, I have also had to limit the amount of tweets due to the same constraints There is more and I strongly encourage anyway to check their accounts for themselves. If there is interest I can do a deep dive into their other socials and statements, however I do not think there is a way to access the backlog of debates they have had on RTE and radio unfortunately. I believe this thread will stand on it's own however and other such threads won't be needed.
I will present the below tweets without comment, sorting them only into sections for ease of reading. Some may contain a note below in order to give more context as to what the tweet is referencing. The one section I did not include was the various tweets on the referendum, this is because due to recency I did not think it was needed.
Vaccine Denial:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 12/07/2021
Anti Covid Lockdown:
Tweeted by Toibin; 15/11/2020
Tweeted by Toibin; 05/06/2021
Tweeted by Toibin; 17/12/2021
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 24/10/2022
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 06/03/2023
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/03/2023
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 07/07/2023
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 23/07/2023
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 28/09/2023
Tweeted by Toibin; 14/03/2024
Anti Hatespeech bill:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/06/2023
Tweeted by Toibin; 26/07/2023
Other:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/02/2023
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 24/07/2023
Tweeted by Toibin; 12/03/2024
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 11/04/2024
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In order to illustrate this below I am presenting the various tweets made by Peadar Tóibín (the current leader of the party, their founder, and currently sole elected official) as well as their official twitter account. I have limited it solely to tweets due to time and space constraints, I have also had to limit the amount of tweets due to the same constraints There is more and I strongly encourage anyway to check their accounts for themselves. If there is interest I can do a deep dive into their other socials and statements, however I do not think there is a way to access the backlog of debates they have had on RTE and radio unfortunately. I believe this thread will stand on it's own however and other such threads won't be needed.
I will present the below tweets without comment, sorting them only into sections for ease of reading. Some may contain a note below in order to give more context as to what the tweet is referencing. The one section I did not include was the various tweets on the referendum, this is because due to recency I did not think it was needed.
Vaccine Denial:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 12/07/2021
Aontú opposes vaccine Passports for indoor Hospitality.Tweeted by Toibin; 17/10/2021
Its discrimination against many people mostly the young.
Its mandatory vaccination through the back door.
Again the Irish Gov is alone in the whole of Europe in the extreme path it's taking.
99.7% of the adult population in Waterford is fully vaccinated, yet it has one of the highest Covid-19 incidence rates in the country.Tweeted by Toibin; 10/01/2022
The truth is the Gov don't know why this is happening.](https://x.com/Toibin1/status/1449783978802794502)
Now they will refuse entry to pubs to 0.3% unvaccinated to see does that work. #NPHET
No, it's not April Fools day.Note: Linked news article can be found here; Nphet to consider mandatory vaccination, department preparing paper on legal and ethical aspects
That people being paid by the state are actually discussing this is incredible.
FF/FG/Greens need to knock this madness on the head ASAP.
Anti Covid Lockdown:
Tweeted by Toibin; 15/11/2020
480 people got Cancer today.Tweeted by Toibin; 13/05/2021
24 people died of Cancer today
27 people died of Heart Disease and Stroke today.
This will hardly get a mention in the media today.
#COVID19
8 deaths related to Covid were reported yesterday.Tweeted by Toibin; 26/05/2021
We share our deepest sympathies with these families.
The manner in which Covid deaths are being reported is concerning.
They were all from March or earlier.
Reporting them yesterday gives people a false impression of risk.
The majority of people who died from Covid caught Covid in a Nursing Home or a Hospital.Note: A video is attached.
So while the whole country was shut closed most people died in locations that were run by or regulated by the government.
This is an incredible situation.
Tweeted by Toibin; 05/06/2021
All the the people with Covid in Hospital in Ireland would fit on 1 Double Decker Bus.Tweeted by Toibin; 14/07/2021
Yet people were baton charged in Dublin last night and
Pubs and Restaurants wont open indoors for another month.
#ItsTimeForCommonSense #OpenHospitality #southwilliamst #Aontú
The Government's Hospitality Discrimination Bill has passed all stages in the Dáil after only a few hours of debate.Tweeted by Aon Tu; 30/10/2021
Some citizens are allowed into pubs.Tweeted by Toibin; 24/11/2021
Some citizens are not.
It's stunning that this has happened in the 21st century.
It's stunning that so much of society has just accepted it.
Worst of all, it's not even working.
I have recieved information that the Goverment,Note: The bill which has a picture taken of it in the tweet can be read here.
has carried out NO scientific research into the effectiveness or otherwise of the Covid Pass.
At all.
#FollowTheScience #TheySaid
It will be now legal to discriminate against certain Irish citizens.
A sad day for Ireland.
Tweeted by Toibin; 17/12/2021
Are the Gov going to say that a healthy young person thats triple vaccinated along with their Covid Pass can't have a pint after 5pm.Tweeted by Toibin; 21/01/2022
What's the point of it all so?
Very interesting to see Nphet and the Dept of Health go from researching Mandatory Vaccines to lifting restrictions in 10 days!Tweeted by Toibin; 12/10/2022
I have submitted this question;Anti LGBT:
To ask the Minister for Health, has he or his department ever received any data, evidence or information from Pfizer that indicates that that the Pfizer Covid Vaccine was ever tested in terms of its ability to stop the transmission of Covid?
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 24/10/2022
Women live in period poverty just a few miles from the Dáil.Tweeted by Toibin; 16/02/2023
Instead of helping them,
your virtual signalling political establishment
put a tampon machine in the men's toilet in the Dáil.
Plans by FF, FG & Greens to change the law to allow 16 year olds to legally change gender, against advice of medical experts,Tweeted by Aon Tu; 05/03/2023
shows how completely alienated the political bubble is from the people of Ireland.
Aontú will oppose this and seek a return to commonsense and science.
When Minister O Gorman refused redress to many who had been in Mother and Baby Homes because of the 'lack of money', he raided hundreds of thousands from the Magdalene Scheme and Travellers supports & diverted the funding towards the LGBTQ+ Community.Note: There is an article linked in the tweet, about an accusation made by Toibin. Read it here
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 06/03/2023
Varadkar is wrong. 9 &10 year old children are too young to be taught about transgenderism. We have a duty of care to children.Tweeted by Toibin; 07/03/2023
No research has been has been carried out on the impact of such education.
I've asked the Minister for Ed what research has the Dept of Education carried outTweeted by Aon Tu; 08/03/2023
on the impact on primary school children of delivering material on Transgenderism to them in the classroom?
We've a duty of care to children.
Education should be based on evidence not ideology.
Tóibín asked Varadkar if his Gov had carried out any research as to the impact on 8 & 9 year old children of teaching about transgenderism in primary school.Note: There is an attached video.
Leo refused to answer the question.
Radical changes are being introduced against majority consent.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/03/2023
Many people have been shocked by Paul Murphy's announcement.Tweeted by Toibin; 21/05/2023
But what's more shocking is that FF, FG, SF and the Greens,
are on exactly the same page as the hard left parties on teaching this ideology in every primary school in the country.
This is incredible. All the actual crime that is happening on our streets and Gardaí are wasting time like this.Note: There is an attached video in the tweet retweeted by Toibin, in it a Gardai is holding a polite conversation with an American holding a sign against "Gender Ideology." In their Twitter bio they describe themselves; "Father of two girls. Traveling the world to expose gender ideology and why children cannot consent to medical transition."
Even though there was no arrest here, this harassment creates a clear chilling effect on free speech and political discourse.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 07/07/2023
Growing concern among parents that the new curriculum for 12 & 13 years in school is not age appropriate & is not science based.Note: This article is linked on the topic of a statement made by Toibin.
Gender identity ideology is now mandatory for schools & thousands of parents will have no option but to withdraw their child from class.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 23/07/2023
This is why so many are angry with the Minister for Culture Wars, Helen McEntee.Note: There is an attached article; here
Homicides are up, murder attempts are up, rape & sexual assaults are up, theft is up. Yet....
Gardaí management are focused on allowing male born Gardaí use women’s toilets.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 28/09/2023
The Green Party are becoming increasingly authoritarian in nature.Note: There is a linked article; it pertains to an investigation by the IABA into the usage of their premises by a "Christian Group" advocating for the removal of all LGBT+ content from the SPHE curriculum.
If you dissent from government sanctioned views, you will be investigated.
This is the opposite of a liberal democracy.
Tweeted by Toibin; 14/03/2024
It is reckless beyond belief to give dangerous chemicals and irreversible surgery to children with gender dysphoria.Note: Includes a retweet of this news article.
This must be made illegal in Ireland immediately.
Anti Hatespeech bill:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/06/2023
Helen McEntee has become the Minister for Culture Wars.Note: There is a link article here.
Incredibly Varadkar accused PBP of being a threat to Free Speech.
FG, FF & the Greens are the biggest threat to free speech.
Tweeted by Toibin; 26/07/2023
US gives Dublin a security warning for US citizens travelling to Ireland.Tweeted by Toibin; 28/03/2024
Meanwhile Minister McEntee is too busy with the Hate Speech Bill and Safe Zone Bill to worry about real people suffering actual crime.
Helen McEntee is distracted by the Culture Wars.Note: There is an attached video.
People just want her to do her job, & make the streets safer.
Instead, she spent the last two years on a Hate Crime Bill no one wants. #BinTheBill
Other:
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 15/02/2023
In the Dáil yesterday the hard left tried to close down a discussion on migration by calling people names.Note: There is an attached video; it does not depict such name calling but rather Toibin accusing the government of name calling.
This issue is too important. People have a right to respectfully ask questions and challange government policy.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 24/07/2023
Another day and another culture war imported by the government from America.Note: A retweet from Gript media with an attached video.
Tweeted by Toibin; 12/03/2024
There is a battle over the narrative of the referendum defeat happening at the moment.Tweeted by Aon Tu; 19/03/2024
Some within the political & media bubble want to erase the fact that so many people have had enough of the culture wars and want the country to get back to commonsense and bread and butter.
At a Dept of Education 'In Service' day,Tweeted by Toibin; 10/04/2024
their staff told secondary school teachers not to use the word 'Mother' in class as they said it was not inclusive.
They are implementing Gov policy.
Aontú disagrees wholeheartedly with this policy.
Happy Mothers Day.
Says the man who seeks to delete more Irish sovereignty with the EU migration pact.Note: A retweet from Simon Harris talking about the need to defend Ukraine's sovereignty.
Tweeted by Aon Tu; 11/04/2024
The decision by FG, FF and Green MEPs to cede the power to control immigration into Ireland to Brussels was a serious mistake. Aontú oppose this pact and will fight to retain and regain sovereignty in Europe #aontú
2024.05.21 13:48 Substantial_Leave683 AITAH for wanting my girlfriend to cut-off contact with her new male friend
I (23m) have been with my girlfriend (21f) for 2.5 years. We have argued in the past about petty things but our current argument has been going on for 2 months now. She doesn't have many friends, and barely speaks to anyone other than her family and her one friend at university. I was happy to know that she had finally gained a big friend group about 2 months ago.
She spoke about the male friend in question a lot to the point where I had to ask her to stop. A few days later she is mentioning how this male friend had offered her a lift home from university 4 times that day. She didn't get the lift and I was glad because she has known this person less than 3 days now. I reminded her of the dangers and she promised never to get in that car.
The weekend passes and that Monday she gets home and says she got the lift with the male friend. I was a bit disappointed in her for a few minutes but forgave her and she promised to never do it again. Later that evening things took a turn for the worse as I had noticed she had removed almost every photo of us together on Instagram. This prompted me to check her phone and I see she had been chatting and planning this lift home the whole weekend and hiding it from me.
I did get very upset at her and I made her block this male friend on all her socials. She was angry at me the next day and I had given in to let her unblock this person and I told her she shouldn't be going behind my back like this and should let me know when she speaks to this person. She promised to only message this person about university work as well.
The next day she is acting strange. Clinging on to her phone and when I was at university with her that day she claimed to turn it off to save battery (90% and never done that before) when I had to keep her phone for her. I checked the phone and once again I see she was messaging this male friend, borderline flirting. I said enough is enough and made her block this person once and for all.
A month passes and she is once again following him on Instagram, made her block him again. This time she had a lot of rage at me. This stayed for a few days and when I couldn't handle her anger anymore, we sat down and spoke about a compromise and drew up a contract (her idea) that stated she may speak to her male friend in person at university but there is to be no online and out of university contact.
Another month passes and she is finally invited to go out with her friend group that this male friend is a part of. I give her a pass on this and I am genuinely happy she is able to go out with friends even if this male friend is present.
A few days after this she tells me I am emotionally abusing her and tears up this contract and over the last few days has no longer let me see her phone and has broken her promise to never get in the car with this male friend again. I plead with her that this hurting me and she doesn't seem to care.
AITAH for just wanting this male friend out of our lives after she has gone behind my back and broken promises over this person?
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She spoke about the male friend in question a lot to the point where I had to ask her to stop. A few days later she is mentioning how this male friend had offered her a lift home from university 4 times that day. She didn't get the lift and I was glad because she has known this person less than 3 days now. I reminded her of the dangers and she promised never to get in that car.
The weekend passes and that Monday she gets home and says she got the lift with the male friend. I was a bit disappointed in her for a few minutes but forgave her and she promised to never do it again. Later that evening things took a turn for the worse as I had noticed she had removed almost every photo of us together on Instagram. This prompted me to check her phone and I see she had been chatting and planning this lift home the whole weekend and hiding it from me.
I did get very upset at her and I made her block this male friend on all her socials. She was angry at me the next day and I had given in to let her unblock this person and I told her she shouldn't be going behind my back like this and should let me know when she speaks to this person. She promised to only message this person about university work as well.
The next day she is acting strange. Clinging on to her phone and when I was at university with her that day she claimed to turn it off to save battery (90% and never done that before) when I had to keep her phone for her. I checked the phone and once again I see she was messaging this male friend, borderline flirting. I said enough is enough and made her block this person once and for all.
A month passes and she is once again following him on Instagram, made her block him again. This time she had a lot of rage at me. This stayed for a few days and when I couldn't handle her anger anymore, we sat down and spoke about a compromise and drew up a contract (her idea) that stated she may speak to her male friend in person at university but there is to be no online and out of university contact.
Another month passes and she is finally invited to go out with her friend group that this male friend is a part of. I give her a pass on this and I am genuinely happy she is able to go out with friends even if this male friend is present.
A few days after this she tells me I am emotionally abusing her and tears up this contract and over the last few days has no longer let me see her phone and has broken her promise to never get in the car with this male friend again. I plead with her that this hurting me and she doesn't seem to care.
AITAH for just wanting this male friend out of our lives after she has gone behind my back and broken promises over this person?
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2024.05.21 13:42 TossThrowawayToss Bullying situation. Boss acting rude and distant over it. What do you make of his actions and how should I handle him?
My boss has always been supportive of me. I’ve gotten high reviews from him each year, he’s advocated for me to get higher pay, always been very open about being very happy with me and my work.
One of the older assistants here though, has taken a dislike to me ever since I’ve begun to grow professionally. It began with her taking digs about my clothes, insinuating I had a poor personality and had treated her rudely, and has progressed to her going around telling people I’m a b*tch and she’s sure I “just have to have” a mental illness or personality disorder like autism or bipolar. She’s also been spreading rumors, trying to ridicule me in groups by saying that I like the boss romantically, have a relationship with him, am retarded or weird or have such a wildly undesirable personality to work with, barely talk, am almost basically “retarded”
I approached my attorney expressing concern and because I wanted to give him reign to handle it how he wanted. He basically acted annoyed and like I was being a real bother or behaving childishly to try and address it openly. He showed visible signs of wanting/ trying to get away as I was talking to him. Like physically trying to walk off as I was talking. I got the impression maybe he didn’t want the legal responsibility of having been told something that he could be held liable for not acting on of correcting. He also claimed he couldn’t do anything as he works with her boss (this is true but that work is extremely extremely minor so basically just an excuse). I went to HR as he was not helpful and it’s obviously something that needs to be documented or that I need to get on the record about.
Meanwhile, the woman has been trying to turn everyone in the space against me especially the other older women by constantly complaining in the loudest fashion that I’m rude to her, and have treated her like a b-tch. The reality is I’ve done nothing to her but withdraw because she’s been calling me- autistic, retarded, mentally ill and a b-tch and loudly complaining to everyone who will listen within earshot of me that I have a shit personality and am “hell to work with”.
Obviously her behavior is wrong and that’s being handled but I don’t want advice on her. My issue is my boss. He knows what’s going on but tries to deny knowing anything even though we both know I literally spoke to him about it. He also obviously had a convo with HR about it as they repeated some things to me, that I only said to him.
My real issue is that he’s begun to act very disdainful toward me. Turning his back right to my face in group conversations with the team. Acknowledging others while ignoring me. Basically pushing me right out his office when I come with documents, only to then make a big show of ushering others in and having long personal convos with others after telling me he has no time for me and basically closing the door in my face. The behavior has been very ugly.
To this point there had been big bonuses, big cash christmas gifts, floral arrangements on admin day. I was of the impression he liked me and was quite happy with my work. Now that all seems to have changed and he seems almost physically angry with me, or blaming of me- like Ive embarrassed him, even though I’ve done nothing in this situation.
I’ve honestly gotten more empathy from the attorneys of the women bullying me as they see what she is saying and doing and shake their heads. Meanwhile, I get my the impression my own attorney is doing damage control around me but in a way that’s suggestive of me being the problem. Like I have issues to work on or am somehow the person with personality issues in this one-sided “dispute” which is really just plain bullying and harassment. He continues to make a show of talking and laughing with the woman responsible, while acting angry and excluding of me and I can’t even talk to him because I’m basically being blocked from visiting his office while I can see this woman and her friends are constantly allowed in his ear with negativity about me.
What is your take on my bosses behavior. I understand if he feels he can’t take a position publicly or politically owing to his status in the office but there are many ways he could show support for me off the record or behind the scenes and he hasn’t so much as nodded in my direction or said “it’s jealousy. keep your head up”. Yet I notice he has time to entertain negative speculation about my mental health and personality from this woman and her cronies though and has refused to condemn her behavior in any way. Instead he has made insinuations that we work together as a team and support one another- basically implying, chiding me for not being a team player. He constantly talks to this woman’s best friend who I quite literally hear telling him I’m rude and there’s something mentally wrong with me. The impression I get from him in these convos- is one of slight assent- certainly not telling them they’re wrong. Meanwhile, despite the many ugly and derogatory slurs being thrown against me daily, openly in the space, meant to humiliate and embarrass me and muddy me professionally they really can’t point to a single thing I’ve said or done that would qualify as inappropriate or mistreatment of them- except to say I don’t really speak to them anymore and won’t respond to the behavior.
This woman has basically rallied other people to bully me, especially the other older women under the pretense that I’ve treated her rudely and need to be taught a lesson, put in my place. My bosses, not just lack of support, but subtle collusion feels like violence to me at this point and I can’t imagine what would motivate him to treat me so badly even as I continue to crawl through hot coals to perform excellently for him in an increasingly shitty and emotionally violent situation to me.
Who’s in the wrong is not in dispute. I took her to HR and she admitted very openly and gloatingly to all the slurs she and also admitted, I “hadn’t really done anything to her”, she just felt “rejected I didn’t speak to her” and that “made her mad”. Not to mention she’s been going from person to person and big groups railing about me daily so there are many witnesses. Meanwhile, my boss has continued to act like i may have emotional problems and have imagined it. Like it’s still unsure if she’s done any of this stuff. And like I somehow need to straighten up my act and make sure I’m being respectful of them. I’ve literally see him trying to watch if I say good morning to these older women when I come in and expressing physical disapproval, acting angry at me if I don’t. Meanwhile he hasn’t held them accountable for any of their behavior.
I basically feel I’m being gaslit by him acting angry at me in a way that’s meant to suggest i’m the problem or the one who needs to adjust themself and keep spinning wheels trying to please in a wildly shitty and rude situation that anyone would leave. I think he’s trying to force a position where I’m being emotionally invalidated and manipulated to try harder and seek his approval, to distract from the fact that they’re totally wrong and deserve to be left. Could also be that he just refuses to admit anyone older can be wrong. It’s like he continues to angrily push respect to them on me while they themselves are wildly disrespectful with no checks. They are older, 50s and 60s and I’m a little younger. I can see that he continues to talk and whisper with these older women about me confidentially over my head in a way that’s rather personal, and feels inappropriate and unprofessional to me, especially considering the circumstances.
What do you make of his actions and how should I handle him? And I wrong to take issue with his inactions and obvious chumminess with people who we both know to be clearly speaking ill of me in a way that’s wildly inappropriate for an office and could get them sued. It looks to me like he’s a followe afraid to stand alone.
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One of the older assistants here though, has taken a dislike to me ever since I’ve begun to grow professionally. It began with her taking digs about my clothes, insinuating I had a poor personality and had treated her rudely, and has progressed to her going around telling people I’m a b*tch and she’s sure I “just have to have” a mental illness or personality disorder like autism or bipolar. She’s also been spreading rumors, trying to ridicule me in groups by saying that I like the boss romantically, have a relationship with him, am retarded or weird or have such a wildly undesirable personality to work with, barely talk, am almost basically “retarded”
I approached my attorney expressing concern and because I wanted to give him reign to handle it how he wanted. He basically acted annoyed and like I was being a real bother or behaving childishly to try and address it openly. He showed visible signs of wanting/ trying to get away as I was talking to him. Like physically trying to walk off as I was talking. I got the impression maybe he didn’t want the legal responsibility of having been told something that he could be held liable for not acting on of correcting. He also claimed he couldn’t do anything as he works with her boss (this is true but that work is extremely extremely minor so basically just an excuse). I went to HR as he was not helpful and it’s obviously something that needs to be documented or that I need to get on the record about.
Meanwhile, the woman has been trying to turn everyone in the space against me especially the other older women by constantly complaining in the loudest fashion that I’m rude to her, and have treated her like a b-tch. The reality is I’ve done nothing to her but withdraw because she’s been calling me- autistic, retarded, mentally ill and a b-tch and loudly complaining to everyone who will listen within earshot of me that I have a shit personality and am “hell to work with”.
Obviously her behavior is wrong and that’s being handled but I don’t want advice on her. My issue is my boss. He knows what’s going on but tries to deny knowing anything even though we both know I literally spoke to him about it. He also obviously had a convo with HR about it as they repeated some things to me, that I only said to him.
My real issue is that he’s begun to act very disdainful toward me. Turning his back right to my face in group conversations with the team. Acknowledging others while ignoring me. Basically pushing me right out his office when I come with documents, only to then make a big show of ushering others in and having long personal convos with others after telling me he has no time for me and basically closing the door in my face. The behavior has been very ugly.
To this point there had been big bonuses, big cash christmas gifts, floral arrangements on admin day. I was of the impression he liked me and was quite happy with my work. Now that all seems to have changed and he seems almost physically angry with me, or blaming of me- like Ive embarrassed him, even though I’ve done nothing in this situation.
I’ve honestly gotten more empathy from the attorneys of the women bullying me as they see what she is saying and doing and shake their heads. Meanwhile, I get my the impression my own attorney is doing damage control around me but in a way that’s suggestive of me being the problem. Like I have issues to work on or am somehow the person with personality issues in this one-sided “dispute” which is really just plain bullying and harassment. He continues to make a show of talking and laughing with the woman responsible, while acting angry and excluding of me and I can’t even talk to him because I’m basically being blocked from visiting his office while I can see this woman and her friends are constantly allowed in his ear with negativity about me.
What is your take on my bosses behavior. I understand if he feels he can’t take a position publicly or politically owing to his status in the office but there are many ways he could show support for me off the record or behind the scenes and he hasn’t so much as nodded in my direction or said “it’s jealousy. keep your head up”. Yet I notice he has time to entertain negative speculation about my mental health and personality from this woman and her cronies though and has refused to condemn her behavior in any way. Instead he has made insinuations that we work together as a team and support one another- basically implying, chiding me for not being a team player. He constantly talks to this woman’s best friend who I quite literally hear telling him I’m rude and there’s something mentally wrong with me. The impression I get from him in these convos- is one of slight assent- certainly not telling them they’re wrong. Meanwhile, despite the many ugly and derogatory slurs being thrown against me daily, openly in the space, meant to humiliate and embarrass me and muddy me professionally they really can’t point to a single thing I’ve said or done that would qualify as inappropriate or mistreatment of them- except to say I don’t really speak to them anymore and won’t respond to the behavior.
This woman has basically rallied other people to bully me, especially the other older women under the pretense that I’ve treated her rudely and need to be taught a lesson, put in my place. My bosses, not just lack of support, but subtle collusion feels like violence to me at this point and I can’t imagine what would motivate him to treat me so badly even as I continue to crawl through hot coals to perform excellently for him in an increasingly shitty and emotionally violent situation to me.
Who’s in the wrong is not in dispute. I took her to HR and she admitted very openly and gloatingly to all the slurs she and also admitted, I “hadn’t really done anything to her”, she just felt “rejected I didn’t speak to her” and that “made her mad”. Not to mention she’s been going from person to person and big groups railing about me daily so there are many witnesses. Meanwhile, my boss has continued to act like i may have emotional problems and have imagined it. Like it’s still unsure if she’s done any of this stuff. And like I somehow need to straighten up my act and make sure I’m being respectful of them. I’ve literally see him trying to watch if I say good morning to these older women when I come in and expressing physical disapproval, acting angry at me if I don’t. Meanwhile he hasn’t held them accountable for any of their behavior.
I basically feel I’m being gaslit by him acting angry at me in a way that’s meant to suggest i’m the problem or the one who needs to adjust themself and keep spinning wheels trying to please in a wildly shitty and rude situation that anyone would leave. I think he’s trying to force a position where I’m being emotionally invalidated and manipulated to try harder and seek his approval, to distract from the fact that they’re totally wrong and deserve to be left. Could also be that he just refuses to admit anyone older can be wrong. It’s like he continues to angrily push respect to them on me while they themselves are wildly disrespectful with no checks. They are older, 50s and 60s and I’m a little younger. I can see that he continues to talk and whisper with these older women about me confidentially over my head in a way that’s rather personal, and feels inappropriate and unprofessional to me, especially considering the circumstances.
What do you make of his actions and how should I handle him? And I wrong to take issue with his inactions and obvious chumminess with people who we both know to be clearly speaking ill of me in a way that’s wildly inappropriate for an office and could get them sued. It looks to me like he’s a followe afraid to stand alone.
2024.05.21 13:41 brianiceisnice I’m so mad, heartbroken, sad… I NEED to type this somewhere. IDGAF this my main Reddit account that I do EVERYTHING on… I just need to share this somewhere or my head’ll CAVE IN.. so i’m sharing this on two subreddits so i can BREATHE
TL;DR - selfish asshole of an older brother scams me and my parents out of $200.
Okay, so I’m not doing too well financially, but I live with my Mom and Pops so we try to make ends meet. A couple weeks back we were in such rough shape financially, that I had to juggle three day jobs just to cover rent and suppress the collector’s from knocking on the door regarding our collective debts. We so broke I literally can’t even afford to sleep because in the night=I can get freelance work done. “I can sleep when I’m dead,” has become my full-time motto (unfortunately). Anyways, to try to bring some income in my household I offer services as a freelance video editor.
A while back, my older brother (who’s a career criminal and has flee’d multiple countries when authorities were after him for violent offences) hit me up and asked if I’d be down to edit for him. I was hesitant at first, being as last time I heard from him was after he beat our Mum to a pulp when I was only 12. For context bro or sis, whoever you are that is reading this: if I was only three years older I wouldn’t have let that slide—I would have mobbed his ass right then and there, pinned him down and done him so fucking dirty… IDGAF if my 15 year old ass had gone to juvie for it, I would do anything for my mother, including take a life. But instead, all that’s been imprinted in my brain is how much of a bitch I was at 12–cowering under the dining table as he took multiple shots with a shoe, at our crying helpless mother on the ground.
Anyways it’s been a few years, I’m 24 now and he gave me a big sob story how he has changed. I bought it up like the good little sheeple I am… started editing for him under the guise that he’d pay me $200 per video: SCORE! That’s a lot of money!!!
I got to know his business (shady as fuck) and got to find out he now dreams of being a finance influencer (double shady) but alas, he’s my big bro and no matter what wrong-doing he’s doing, he convinced me that he was a good man. Ight, bet, I’ma edit for him and make some money for the fam! In between his ‘takes’ of videos he sends me, I piece together that his “wife” films the videos, and he’s still an extremely abusive person. He tries not to let it show on camera, but I’m really good with people, emotions and hidden trauma so I can feel the sickening ‘abuser-of-people’ energy SEEPING off of him, still, to this day. I feel sick to my stomach editing for him, but shit, he’s promised me $200 per video. Over the course of a few weeks I can see why he never told us about his wife, it seems he keeps her pent up somewhere in Georgia, Batumi, and forces her to do whatever he wants. He once referred to her as “his slave” which I originally thought was A JOKE, but now in the grand scheme of things… I don’t think it was a joke. I pray that authorities get to them before he does something to her, but idek where to begin to put a ‘concerned citizen tip’ in a foreign country.
Some context as to why I put up with all the red flags: Mom’s not working as she has to take care of the house and she’s also trying to make money online, any ways possible. She’s starting to sell her favourite clothes. It fucking breaks my heart that I can’t do shit about it… at 24 years old, with all the social media influencing and advertising, I feel like garbage that I can’t fully support my parents… at least not yet! Dad is constantly depressed because he’s almost 80 years old and can’t retire ‘cuz my parent’s are in too much debt.
Okay, anyways, three BIG videos done for him (by big, I mean I spent +8 hours on each vid) and brother’s paid me for ONE via PayPal… no worries, he keeps leading me on saying the money will come, the money will come. And PayPal says I got $200 coming my way from him! Uhh ight, bet? Mind you, I start PLANNING my life around this $200 notification because that’s a hot stack for me and my family!!! Takes PayPal about 20 days to actually let me use the money… ridiculous because we NEEDED it… but that’s okay, I work around the problems in life, much like we all have to.
Here comes the turning point: I’m a little overworked and a little coo-coo sometimes, and one night I start telling him personal shit, kinda pouring out my heart to him, venting almost. I don’t really remember about what, just life I guess, nothing negative towards him. Somehow he misconstrues it, gets upset with me, and ‘tells me off.’ I get upset with him, tell him his business is a sham and I’ma change the rules that we agreed upon. Since his fake-ass can’t pay me what was agreed upon, (maybe $200 is a lot for him, as well) so I ask him if we can do $10 per hour instead. I pitch to him that moving forward, anytime I edit more than five hours ($50), I will refuse to edit until the money gets sent. The conversation turns hostile, QUICK. He calls me a ton of bad names with an underlying message that I’m the biggest loser on earth for pursuing a dream in working in Entertainment & he ends it with a sweet “you’ll never be anything.” LOL WHAT? Completely out of pocket and out of left field, so naturally, I tell him to eat shit, I won’t be doing anymore free work and he can pay me a mere $30 (yes, thirty dollars) for the entire portfolio of audios, texts/scripts, videos, and clips I’ve taken from the internet that ‘match’ the vibe he wants in his videos.
Context: at this point I’ve completed SIX FULL VIDEOS FOR THIS DUDE and he’s only paid me the one payment of $200. Not good at maths? Me neither, lemme help you out. He owes me $1,200 from our original agreement because I’ve spent more than 48 collective hours working on his videos, and he’s only paid me $200. But I tell him: I’ll let it all slide if he pays me $30 for the portfolio of about 50 gigabytes, and then moving forward, he’d pay me the $10 per hour if he wanted more content from me. He already has the six full videos in his possession. The ‘portfolio’ is stuff I’ve found that’s free-use on the internet, stuff that I’ve compiled, and even some scripts that I’ve written out! ALL MINE that I did for HIS business. So it seems logical for me to give this portfolio as an option, just incase he wants to say nah moving forward on me editing for him, and just take the material & go our separate ways…
In response, my (35 year old) brother files a complaint on PayPal claiming he only hired me for a channel encompassing trailer that I did not provide and that I’m attempting to extort him for more money. LOL, WHAT? PayPal’s like BET and automatically attempts to deduct from MY chequing account, without even getting to the bottom of it. Obviously doesn’t work, my account (not PayPal account, my fucking bank account. these mf so overzealous that they reached right into my mf pocket!!!!) gets put in the negatives and I attempt to appeal, with no sweat on my brow ‘cuz I’m like no way PayPal finna let this slide. I then proceed to message my terrible relative multiple times, with texts, videos and audio recordings and I’m in a hysterical mess. I begin threatening him, I begin begging to him, pleading with him, saying anything under the sun just for the hope that he has some heart and would send back the $200 if PayPal does end up taking it from me. Already my chequing was fricked but I could do some damage control… I was cocky, thinking PayPal would obviously side with me once they heard the whole story, so I also told him since he’s caused such pain for me out of absolutely nothing, like completely unprovoked, then shit: I want the original $200 PLUS an extra $200 for all this trauma. He responds by blocking me on everything. It’s 4 A.M. and I’m shaking as I’m typing this…
Somehow after all the information I provided, PayPal sides with him. Wow, wait, what? PayPal has since tried to deduct my PERSONAL CHEQUING ACCOUNT multiple times in order to fish back the $200 which I ALREADY HAD TO USE!!! Idk if you ever had a payment tried to be taken out of an account which already has a negative balance, but the payment doesn’t go (it does a minus then a plus) but usually the bank is like WTF and charges you fees. Multiple times = Multiple fees…
Before, I was in the negatives on my ONE chequing account I own… now I’m in the NEGATIVE-NEGATIVES… no clue how tf I’ma get out of it, but we all persevere eventually! I’ve reached out to PayPal but I’m almost sure nothing will come of it.. I’m considering taking PayPal to small claims court to somehow try to fix all this mess, but I fear it’ll break me off more trouble than repair anything. If you want to DM me, I’ll gladly give you my brother’s socials to send a report to his accounts on Instagram or TikTok, or even leave him a not-so-nice comment if you’d like. Also let me know if you know how I can get in contact with the authorities in the country of ‘Georgia.’
I have absolutely no issues posting his socials, address, doxxxing his ass to the fullest extent, all to do whatever’s necessary: because I fear he will one day gain notoriety and scam a shit ton of people. Praying that never happens.
Let me know what y’all think!!!
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Okay, so I’m not doing too well financially, but I live with my Mom and Pops so we try to make ends meet. A couple weeks back we were in such rough shape financially, that I had to juggle three day jobs just to cover rent and suppress the collector’s from knocking on the door regarding our collective debts. We so broke I literally can’t even afford to sleep because in the night=I can get freelance work done. “I can sleep when I’m dead,” has become my full-time motto (unfortunately). Anyways, to try to bring some income in my household I offer services as a freelance video editor.
A while back, my older brother (who’s a career criminal and has flee’d multiple countries when authorities were after him for violent offences) hit me up and asked if I’d be down to edit for him. I was hesitant at first, being as last time I heard from him was after he beat our Mum to a pulp when I was only 12. For context bro or sis, whoever you are that is reading this: if I was only three years older I wouldn’t have let that slide—I would have mobbed his ass right then and there, pinned him down and done him so fucking dirty… IDGAF if my 15 year old ass had gone to juvie for it, I would do anything for my mother, including take a life. But instead, all that’s been imprinted in my brain is how much of a bitch I was at 12–cowering under the dining table as he took multiple shots with a shoe, at our crying helpless mother on the ground.
Anyways it’s been a few years, I’m 24 now and he gave me a big sob story how he has changed. I bought it up like the good little sheeple I am… started editing for him under the guise that he’d pay me $200 per video: SCORE! That’s a lot of money!!!
I got to know his business (shady as fuck) and got to find out he now dreams of being a finance influencer (double shady) but alas, he’s my big bro and no matter what wrong-doing he’s doing, he convinced me that he was a good man. Ight, bet, I’ma edit for him and make some money for the fam! In between his ‘takes’ of videos he sends me, I piece together that his “wife” films the videos, and he’s still an extremely abusive person. He tries not to let it show on camera, but I’m really good with people, emotions and hidden trauma so I can feel the sickening ‘abuser-of-people’ energy SEEPING off of him, still, to this day. I feel sick to my stomach editing for him, but shit, he’s promised me $200 per video. Over the course of a few weeks I can see why he never told us about his wife, it seems he keeps her pent up somewhere in Georgia, Batumi, and forces her to do whatever he wants. He once referred to her as “his slave” which I originally thought was A JOKE, but now in the grand scheme of things… I don’t think it was a joke. I pray that authorities get to them before he does something to her, but idek where to begin to put a ‘concerned citizen tip’ in a foreign country.
Some context as to why I put up with all the red flags: Mom’s not working as she has to take care of the house and she’s also trying to make money online, any ways possible. She’s starting to sell her favourite clothes. It fucking breaks my heart that I can’t do shit about it… at 24 years old, with all the social media influencing and advertising, I feel like garbage that I can’t fully support my parents… at least not yet! Dad is constantly depressed because he’s almost 80 years old and can’t retire ‘cuz my parent’s are in too much debt.
Okay, anyways, three BIG videos done for him (by big, I mean I spent +8 hours on each vid) and brother’s paid me for ONE via PayPal… no worries, he keeps leading me on saying the money will come, the money will come. And PayPal says I got $200 coming my way from him! Uhh ight, bet? Mind you, I start PLANNING my life around this $200 notification because that’s a hot stack for me and my family!!! Takes PayPal about 20 days to actually let me use the money… ridiculous because we NEEDED it… but that’s okay, I work around the problems in life, much like we all have to.
Here comes the turning point: I’m a little overworked and a little coo-coo sometimes, and one night I start telling him personal shit, kinda pouring out my heart to him, venting almost. I don’t really remember about what, just life I guess, nothing negative towards him. Somehow he misconstrues it, gets upset with me, and ‘tells me off.’ I get upset with him, tell him his business is a sham and I’ma change the rules that we agreed upon. Since his fake-ass can’t pay me what was agreed upon, (maybe $200 is a lot for him, as well) so I ask him if we can do $10 per hour instead. I pitch to him that moving forward, anytime I edit more than five hours ($50), I will refuse to edit until the money gets sent. The conversation turns hostile, QUICK. He calls me a ton of bad names with an underlying message that I’m the biggest loser on earth for pursuing a dream in working in Entertainment & he ends it with a sweet “you’ll never be anything.” LOL WHAT? Completely out of pocket and out of left field, so naturally, I tell him to eat shit, I won’t be doing anymore free work and he can pay me a mere $30 (yes, thirty dollars) for the entire portfolio of audios, texts/scripts, videos, and clips I’ve taken from the internet that ‘match’ the vibe he wants in his videos.
Context: at this point I’ve completed SIX FULL VIDEOS FOR THIS DUDE and he’s only paid me the one payment of $200. Not good at maths? Me neither, lemme help you out. He owes me $1,200 from our original agreement because I’ve spent more than 48 collective hours working on his videos, and he’s only paid me $200. But I tell him: I’ll let it all slide if he pays me $30 for the portfolio of about 50 gigabytes, and then moving forward, he’d pay me the $10 per hour if he wanted more content from me. He already has the six full videos in his possession. The ‘portfolio’ is stuff I’ve found that’s free-use on the internet, stuff that I’ve compiled, and even some scripts that I’ve written out! ALL MINE that I did for HIS business. So it seems logical for me to give this portfolio as an option, just incase he wants to say nah moving forward on me editing for him, and just take the material & go our separate ways…
In response, my (35 year old) brother files a complaint on PayPal claiming he only hired me for a channel encompassing trailer that I did not provide and that I’m attempting to extort him for more money. LOL, WHAT? PayPal’s like BET and automatically attempts to deduct from MY chequing account, without even getting to the bottom of it. Obviously doesn’t work, my account (not PayPal account, my fucking bank account. these mf so overzealous that they reached right into my mf pocket!!!!) gets put in the negatives and I attempt to appeal, with no sweat on my brow ‘cuz I’m like no way PayPal finna let this slide. I then proceed to message my terrible relative multiple times, with texts, videos and audio recordings and I’m in a hysterical mess. I begin threatening him, I begin begging to him, pleading with him, saying anything under the sun just for the hope that he has some heart and would send back the $200 if PayPal does end up taking it from me. Already my chequing was fricked but I could do some damage control… I was cocky, thinking PayPal would obviously side with me once they heard the whole story, so I also told him since he’s caused such pain for me out of absolutely nothing, like completely unprovoked, then shit: I want the original $200 PLUS an extra $200 for all this trauma. He responds by blocking me on everything. It’s 4 A.M. and I’m shaking as I’m typing this…
Somehow after all the information I provided, PayPal sides with him. Wow, wait, what? PayPal has since tried to deduct my PERSONAL CHEQUING ACCOUNT multiple times in order to fish back the $200 which I ALREADY HAD TO USE!!! Idk if you ever had a payment tried to be taken out of an account which already has a negative balance, but the payment doesn’t go (it does a minus then a plus) but usually the bank is like WTF and charges you fees. Multiple times = Multiple fees…
Before, I was in the negatives on my ONE chequing account I own… now I’m in the NEGATIVE-NEGATIVES… no clue how tf I’ma get out of it, but we all persevere eventually! I’ve reached out to PayPal but I’m almost sure nothing will come of it.. I’m considering taking PayPal to small claims court to somehow try to fix all this mess, but I fear it’ll break me off more trouble than repair anything. If you want to DM me, I’ll gladly give you my brother’s socials to send a report to his accounts on Instagram or TikTok, or even leave him a not-so-nice comment if you’d like. Also let me know if you know how I can get in contact with the authorities in the country of ‘Georgia.’
I have absolutely no issues posting his socials, address, doxxxing his ass to the fullest extent, all to do whatever’s necessary: because I fear he will one day gain notoriety and scam a shit ton of people. Praying that never happens.
Let me know what y’all think!!!