Edit to add the ages: I 26f, boyfriend m25, brother m16 I know family is important and all that. But today, while I was visiting, his little brother moved in, 2 or 3 days notice. It's a 2 bedroom flat and now I don't feel at home anymore. Around 3pm he arrived, we had to clean beforehand. Every time I visit, I have to help him clean, I clean up after myself, but he is kinda depressed and somewhat lazy, so to feel comfortable, we always start my visits with cleaning and washing clothes etc. Told him, it was getting exhausting for me. And now I have also come down with a nasty cough, but we had to clean. I did my best, up to the point where I had to cough so much, my breakfast had a comeback, while he was off to the pharmacy and also getting his dog a new harness. I cleaned his kitchen, cleaned out his refrigerator, food over a week old as he was at mine Monday to Sunday last week. Yummy. When he came home, he told me to get off the sofa, because the living room was still a mess, but I needed to lay down. He put me to bed. Then asked me to come back 15 mins later, but I was cozy in bed. Soon after, his brother arrived, I excused myself to the lady driving him there because I was sick. Then I joined them in the living room, still just sitting, because the morning had been exhausting, helping him put together his nightstand, then having to clean and do the laundry. But he needed help hanging up his wall tapestries, so I helped again, while brother sorted trough his bags. Then I took a shower and afterwards just lay in bed reading, needing space. He later invited me to come smoke one (yeah I know smoking with a cough) and I mentioned, I didn't feel comfortable anymore. He asked me if I wanted to leave and I said I was considering it. But it was around 8pm at that time and there are no good train connections anymore if I don't want to spend around 4 hours of my time at some train station, on top of the 5 hour commute. When I said I considered going home, he went quiet, then just stood up and left me sitting at the table. So I went back into the bedroom, continued reading. He entered sometimes, not saying anything to me, so I put in my headphones. And then I had panic attacks and crying fits for 2 hours, but I can hide well. He has layed down next to me, saying nothing, I would have heard, because I played my audiobook really quietly. He also didn't touch me and I just lay there crying. I know I could have said something. I tried to sleep till 11 but couldn't manage, so I put a lamp on my head to read, which drove his dog crazy, woke him up, he then went to sleep with his brother on the couch, but I just couldn't contain my crying. He then came back, got angry at me, didn't let me explain, told me his living situation had nothing to do with me yada yada and then threatened to kick me out. I said okay. I'll look for a taxi, looked. Then he got dressed, told me to pack my things and he'd drive me home. At 12 in the night. He also got his brother and his dog, who both can't stay home together alone (actually just the dog, don't know why he had to get his brother as well, but didn't ask). The address in his Navi wasn't my home, but a train station somewhere in the middle where there were still trains driving. At a gas station I got out, bought us all drinks and then he just started cruising. After the 4th missed tourn to that train station I asked where we were going and he said he's realised he was just to tired for that drive. And after 1.5 hours we got back to his place. I didn't talk to anyone, didn't want to take my headphones off and have been sitting in the kitchen for quite some time to take the first train at 4 in the morning. Just have to wait one more hour, then I am out. I really thought I'd handle the change better, but I feel like an intruder when I enter the living room, because now someone lives there but also I can't to anything in the bedroom really except reading, as nothing is set up, no TV console anything. Mind you, he has been living here for 7 months and just recently got the bedroom ready. I know, depression can be hard and I've helped every way I could, but it has been draining on me too as I am also not the most stable and cant possibly keep up doing two households, because he also just cant tidy up after himself at my place, which i have often times asked him to., just to please throw aways his tissues and put his mugs and plates in the dishwasher. Well. Today he also put up his wall mount for the TV, made a mess in the living room, then went to buy some plants and asked me to clean the mess up. I said no and layed back in bed reading after trying to get the dog to stop barking for 20 minutes. This also wasn't the first incident with his brother. Some weeks ago we said we'd be gaming again together, I really looked forward to it because he had lost interest in gaming with me but then he said he wanted to and I was happy. Just that day his brother decided to run from his children's home (kinda like an orpanage kind of thing but I lack better words) and came to him. Was disappointed, but could understand. Police took him back the same evening, we said we'd game the next day, when I was ready, he told me to wait 4 hours, because he wanted to play warzone. Thanks but no thanks, I got in my bike and visited some friends in the city, because, like I told him, I don't want to wait as I've been waiting really long. Sucked, but was okay. Next incident. His brother ran away, again, this time with a friend, they showed up at his place just the weekend before we planned on going on a little vacation with hiking etc. He asked if he could bring the kids. First I was okay, but then I started thinking through it and worst case we could get sued because none of the state installed giuds caregivers whatever or the children's home knew where they were, they were searched by the police and it wasn't a school holiday. But I also wasn't comfortable with him, leaving the kids all by themselves at his. He told me, that's none of my business, so I kept my mouth shut but stressed a little in my head. But mostly everything went well, his kitchen knives got dull in the dishwasher and his favourite mug lost it's coating, but that's about it. No accidents. "they promised Mey if they could stay the week, they'd be going back, do their 'finals' (kinda different in my country) and not run away again, till those are over" didn't happen. Got taken by police away again, because he let them stay another week. She came back again, got taken away again, he was somewhere being kept safe or didn't run. I don't know. But in the span of the last week something happened, he got kicked out of that home and now lives with him since today. All the incidents were this month. And now this 2 room flat is crowded and I can't do anything anymore here because it feels like invading a teens privacy and boyfriend is angry at me for being moody the whole day, I was just in a bad mood after that good conversation at 8 pm.
Sorry for the word salad, I just had to get it off of my chest. TL;Dr: I feel like invading a newly moved in teens privacy when doing anything I used to do in my boyfriends flat, had panic attacks over the issue and now he's angry with me. Taking the first train home at 4 in the morning without sleep

i’ve worked at tesco since september 2023 and actually quite like the job. decent pay for my age group (i’m 17), i have a good little group of friends, and the job i do is easy. however, the only issue i’m having is one of the managers has been making various comments towards me and some other girls my age. i reckon he’s mid-late 30s. he’s not my department manager, but he is a duty manager. these comments started in november, and have happened on a lot of my shifts since. it started it off with him saying i’m “so skinny” and i’m “probably really cold” (i work on dairy so in the chilled sections). these comments made me really uncomfortable but i just brushed it off at the time as i thought it could be a one off situation, however, it wasn’t. he has now called me skinny more times than i can even count. other comments he has made include: “you should become a model”, “you should do a catwalk”, “have a good christmas? did you eat anything?”, “you missed me didn’t you”, “are you dolled up for me?” and more. when i wore makeup and lashes to my shift he asked if i “made an effort for him” (i’m a lesbian so the fact he thinks i’m making effort for him is actually hilarious). the comments he’s making are starting to get to me and make me very insecure too. i struggled with an eating disorder in 2022 and although i’ve recovered from it now, the comments about my body are still quite sensitive to me. one particular comment i’ll never forget is when he came over while i was sorting milk and said “are you getting skinnier? you look like you’re wasting away, do you even eat?” which actually made me burst into tears as soon as i got home from my shift (lol). i’ve spoken to some other girls my age there, and some of them have had very similar comments from him, others haven’t had any at all. i honestly don’t know what to do about the situation because although he makes me very uncomfortable, i’m very apprehensive to report it, firstly, because i also struggle with an anxiety disorder and i’m worried the confrontation would make me spiral, secondly, nobody else has reported it (as far as i’m aware at least). i’m moving away from the area in a few months anyway, so i’ll be away from it all then, but i was just hoping for some advice in the meantime, because i don’t know who would be best to go to if i were to say something. my work friends know everything, and so do a lot of others on the fresh department, whether it came from me or another girl. i’m just feeling a bit stuck right now

Kimchi: Ugh, Edgi, can you tell everybody about the... things... and stuff?
Edgiscript: Kimchi, that's your job.
Kimchi: But it's so dull.
Edgiscript: Then make it fun.
Kimchi: What am I supposed to tell them again?
Edgiscript: That An Introduction To The Book That Is Me : ASMRScriptHaven (reddit.com) is where you go to find out about monetization, and Masterlist for edgiscript : ASMRScriptHaven (reddit.com) is where you go for my library.
Kimchi: Ok. Cool.
(Pause.)
Edgiscript: So, are you going to do it?
Kimchi: Oh, it's been done.
Edgiscript: What do you mean, "It's been done?" Kimchi, what did you do?
Kimchi: Made it fun. Bye.
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Part 6

Kimchi: Hi, hubby. Whatcha doin’?
(Pause.)
Yeah, I just woke up from a nap. What’s all this?
(Pause.)
Board games? Why would I wanna play a game that would make me bored? Games are supposed to be fun.
(Pause.)
These are fun? Well, then why do they put the word “bored” right in the description. Honestly, hubby, you should know these things. I’m the hunter, you’re the thinker.
(Pause.)
Yeah, you see what I mean?
(Pause.)
Ok, yeah, tabletop game sounds better. A little. The best games take place in the woods. Or in clothing stores. Or at the beach. Or even in the apartment since you’re so good at hiding. I think playing on top of a table would make it way too easy to catch you.
(Pause.)
What do you mean, I’m not trying to catch you. Then it’s not a game.
(Pause.)
What? Games other than hunting? I… don’t see how that’s possible. Explain.
(Pause.)
Your pieces on the board move but you don’t? Hubby, you’re not making any sense right now.
(Pause.)
All right. You show me then.
(Sounds of a box opening and pieces clattering on the table.)
Wow. Tabletop games have lots of pieces to them. What do we do with them?
(Pause.)
These pieces will be put together as the game goes on. Why don’t we just put them together now?
(Pause.)
Uh, yes, that is how the game is played. You can’t go into it without a ton of preparation or you’re going to lose. If you try to figure it out as you go, you’re not going to catch your… MOUSE!
(Crashing and scattering of pieces is heard.)
I GOT HIM! Do I win?
(Pause.)
What do you mean those are our playing pieces? This game is called Mousetrap? Well then, I win. I trapped the mouse.
(Pause.)
WHAT? Hubby, somebody’s lying to you. A bucket, some rickety-ass stairs, and a guy diving into a pool? That is NOT how you trap a mouse. You back his little mouse-butt into a corner so he’s got nowhere to run. And then you POUNCE!
(Crashing and scattering of pieces is heard.)
That’s how you do it, hubby. Well, maybe this little metal ball could do it if you threw it hard enough and were really accurate.
(Pause.)
All right, all right. We’ll try it your way, but I’m telling you, this is never going to catch a real mouse.
(Pause.)
Well, that’s certainly true. These mice aren’t moving very fast. Are they already dead?
(Pause.)
Plastic? So they don’t move at all. How is that fun?
(Pause.)
Oh, it’s pretend. Ok, then show me how we play.
(Pause.)
Ok, you go first. Your mouse moves five spaces. AHHH, HE’S GETTING AWAY.
(Crashing and scattering of pieces is heard.)
I got him! Are you proud of me, hubby? Did I win?
(Pause.)
Yay, I won!
(Pause.)
What do you mean, you didn’t say I won the game? You’re smiling and patting me on my head, so I know I did good.
Wow, I guess I’m pretty good at boring games.
(Pause.)
Oh, that’s right. Board games. Pffft. Same thing.
Anyway, what’s next?
(Pause.)
Clue? Isn’t it pronounced, “Cluedo”?
(Pause.)
Uh huh. That’s what the English Bulldog in apartment 3-B says.
(Pause.)
Ooh, it’s another hunting game. Are we hunting mice again?
(Pause.)
A killer? SOMEONE’S GONNA TRY TO KILL MY HUBBY? I WON’T LET HIM! I WON’T…
(Pause.)
What? Nobody’s killed anybody. Then we’ve got to protect you, hubby.
(Pause.)
What do you mean, if it were a real killer then they might be after me? Pffft. Yeah. Whatever. I’d scratch his eyeballs out. Everybody knows, hubby, you’re the prey.
(Pause.)
Ohhhhhh, it’s all pretend. These cards are fake people. Ok, I’m following you.
(Pause.)
No, no. I see you. You put the real killer, the weapon, and the room he or she did it in in that little envelope. We have to find them by asking the right questions. Ooooh, the hunt is on.
Ok, first question, HUBBY, WHAT’S THAT OVER THERE?
(Pause.)
Hah hah. Found him while you were distracted. It was Colo Nell Mustard.
(Pause.)
Hubby, I’m a cat, but I can read English. That does not say “kernel.” It clearly says Colo Nell.
I think you’re just avoiding the fact that I’ve already won the game. I saw where you hid the cards, I hunted the killer, the game is over. I win.
(Pause.)
Hubby, why do you keep laughing every time I win?
(Pause.)
(Smiling.) Oh. Well, if you’re having a lot of fun, then I’ll keep playing, even though I think these are ridiculously easy. We should play a real game like hide-and-seek again.
(Sounds of stuff being moved and boxes being opened.)
Ooh, this one looks kind of interesting. You get a box and I get a box. What do we do?
(Pause.)
Ok, mine’s open. What are these little pieces inside?
(Pause.)
They represent ships. And we’re going to shoot each other. Oooh, that sounds exciting.
And I can put my ships anywhere on the board I want?
(Pause.)
Ok, I’m done. How’s that?
(Pause.)
Why can’t I show you?
Ohhhhh, because you have to guess where I put them. We’re both hunting each other. Oooh, this game really sounds like fun.
Ok, cool. I’ve placed my ships. Now what do I do?
(Pause.)
Guess? What do mean, guess? I thought this was a hunt. Hunters use observations, and stalking, and smells, and other things. Hunters don’t guess. That’s how I won Mousetrap. That’s how I won Cluedo.
(Pause.)
Clue. Whatever. I’m a hunter and you’re prey. That’s why I win.
(Pause.)
Ok, fine. Show me how it works.
(Pause.)
B5? Ok, what does that mean?
(Pause.)
That’s the grid point where you fired? Ok, that would be… oh. Hmmm.
(Pause.)
What? No, you missed.
(Pause.)
What do you mean I moved my pieces? Uh, yeah. You fired at a spot where my ship was so I moved. Duh. It’s called evasive maneuvers. If you stand still, you get hit.
What’s wrong with you, hubby? I suppose next we’re going to play dodge ball and you’re going to want me to stand in place?
(Pause.)
That’s right, my logic is sound. I’m a cat. I may not be a thinker like you, but I’m not some dumb dog-girl or bunny-girl. Now is it my turn to shoot?
(Pause.)
Good. These red pieces are shots, right?
(Pause.)
Good.
(Sounds of many plastic pieces falling on a plastic board.)
What do you mean, what am I doing? It’s my turn. I fired. My naval armada whooped your ass. I fired everything I got at you as represented by my handful of shots raining down on your board. Now say it.
(Pause.)
Hubby, I can’t understand you when you’re laughing so hard. Come on. Say it right.
(Pause.)
Darn right I sunk your battleship, and your entire fleet. I win again. Now what’s next.
(Sound of board games being moved around.)
Hey, checkers.
(Pause.)
Of course, I know checkers. Who doesn’t know checkers? Mom used to play this with me when I was a kitten.
(Pause.)
Yes, I really know how to play. Jeez, hubby, it’s checkers. The pieces only move diagonally. You jump an opponent’s piece to take it. When I get to your end of the board, I become a king and then I can move backwards too.
(Pause.)
Right, still moving only diagonally. You see? I know how to play. I’ll go first. I’ll move here.
(Sounds of pieces moving across the board as they play are optional.)
Ok, that was expected. Now I’ll go here. And, yep, I thought you’d do that. So I’ll go here.
(Click/tap of a piece as the listener jumps one of Kimchi’s pieces. Long pause.)
(Humorously angry.) Ummmm… hubby? You… you just jumped my piece. One of MY… pieces is sitting off of the board... On your side of the table... Not in play anymore.
(Pause.)
Oh, yes. I know it was a legal move. But… Mayyyyyyybe you want to… I don’t know, rethink your move.
(Pause.)
Hubby, I am the hunter. You are my prey.
(Pause.)
Yes, that’s right. I love you veeeeeeeeery, very much, but… I’m still the hunter, hubby.
(Pause.)
Hubby, stop laughing. Don’t smile at me. Give me my piece back.
I’ll just take my piece and…
Did you just slap my hand? You know you don’t slap me, hubby. Now give me my piece back.
(Pause.)
Yes, that piece right there. What other piece did you think I meant.
Don’t pick it up. Hubbyyyyyyyyy. What are you doing? Don’t put it behind your back. Give it to me. Give me my piece.
(Pause.)
No, it’s not yours now. GIMME!
(Crash as Kimchi jumps over the table to tackle Hubby.)
Hah! Now you’re pinned. How are you gonna get away from me now. You…
(Kiss.)
(Kimchi changes to being in a dreamy daze.) Oh, hubby. I love your kisses, you…
(Suddenly back to silly angry.) HUBBY! HOW’D YOU GET AWAY? Ooooh, you distracted me.
(Pause.)
Stop laughing. Give me back my piece! Get back here!
(Footsteps as she chases and then tackles hubby in bed.)
Now I gotcha.
NOPE, you stay away from me with your nasty kisses. You’re not distracting me again. I want my piece back.
(Pause.)
Hah, got it. I win.
(Pause.)
What do you mean, you win? I won every game.
(Pause.)
Darn right I fight this hard for what’s mine.
(Pause.)
(Lovingly.)
Awwwww, you’re mine. You’re my bestest piece in the whole world. Of course, I’d fight hardest for you. Nobody’s ever going to take you away from me. I caught you and I’m never letting you go.
All the best games end up with me catching you and this was the best game ever. And I love you so much for not wanting to go. I really love you for liking it when I caught you the first time and loving me when I keep you.
(Kiss.)
Nah, you can kiss me now. I don’t care about the piece anymore. That game’s over, but this one never will be.
Now lay down, I gotta make you happy.
(Pause.)
Uh huh. We just played four games. I hunted and won four times. That means we’re gonna be here allllllll day.
(Pause.)
(Giggles.) Oh, is that what you mean when you said you won? Well, ok, I’ll give that one to you.
(Pause.)
You know, hubby, for as much as I tell you that you’re my prey, you… you really did capture my heart.
Thank you. You’re the greatest. I love you so much. Now I’m gonna snuggle you and kiss your neck where I know you like it the most.
(Pause.)
Oh, I didn’t say that’s all I was gonna do. But you just lay back and relax, little prey. You’re mine.
Part 7 coming

I have done a lot of thinking trying to come to terms with what has happened. One thing keeps coming to the forefront of my mind. You are a narcissist who felt you were no longer able to control me in the way you wanted. I am still not 100% sure, and I don’t think you think so either. I don’t think you know yourself truly enough to know this.
You lack a sense of self. You have no identity. You are who you think the world wants you to be at any given moment in time. Can you answer the question who are you? I used to think you would answer that with a mother, a daughter, a wife, a homemaker, or a friend. Inside I think you know or can feel that you are deeply broken. Not because of me. I don’t really know why. Your father? Your childhood? I am not really sure, that is for you to find out now. You have killed that broken damaged version of yourself and replaced it with what you are currently. What you are now doesn’t care that you are married. It doesn’t care that you have children. It cares about you and you only.
I think you had a large problem with my mother because of her strong sense of self. There may have been aspects that I listened to her instead of you sometimes, but I think you were threatened that you weren’t able to control her emotions or actions in any way. I believe you have an unhealthy relationship with your own mother. I think you take advantage of the fact that she was left in a broken state. You use her fear of losing contact with her children/grandchildren against her. Even now when I talk to Renee, her number 1 priority is making sure she doesn’t alienate you. You blocking her at any point in time makes no sense, she is your mother. I think you do it to manipulate her. So when you asked do you treat your mother bad, I think you do a little bit. I don’t even know if you do it consciously, but you do not treat her with the respect that she deserves for sure.
Your mother is a wonderful women who has endured a lifetime of hardship. Out of all of this I am thankful for two things. One is my children, and the other is your mother. I lived with her for almost a decade. She showed me a much different version of motherhood than my mother did. She is not a perfect person, nor is anyone, but at the end of the day, she is kind and she always means well.
I will get over this, the children will get over this. We will have our scars that we will carry with us for the rest of our lives, but we will live. Life goes on. You will get over this too, I think you already have, to be honest. Regardless of NPD or BPD or Bipolar, it all boils down to one thing. You felt like doing something and you did it. The consequences are what they are. You had so many options you could have pursued as much as you think you did not. I don’t think you will ever really understand the pain you have caused to Lillian, Juniper, and I. I don’t think you have the capability to understand. I don’t think you actually have the capacity for love right now. You may have had it in the past, you may have it in the future. If you were capable of feeling and giving love, none of this would have happened. You DO NOT hurt the people you love. I used the analogy of you stabbing our daughter and justifying it by saying its ok it will heal. That analogy isn’t entirely accurate. The stab wound you are inflicting will NOT fully heal.
I don’t think you know you have these problems yet. I don’t think you have really looked inward enough to reach that conclusion. You may think I am projecting or trying to diagnose you. I am not. I understand what happened. I don’t need to know the intricacies of your decisions, but I know enough. Something I have brought up in the past is your emotional immaturity. Your actions are fully centered on yourself. I thought you had some emotional growth while we were together, but it all came crashing down at the end. I don’t know if you were faking it the whole time or what.
I forgive you for your actions. I think you don’t really know why you did what you did. I hope you can figure it all out one day, but I can’t hold on to this feeling any longer. It causes me so much rage and anger. Not at you, but at myself. Was I that bad of a judge of character? How could I let this happen to myself, how could I let this happen to my children? I am so angry that I would bring children into this fucked up world when I wasn’t prepared to take care of them to my fullest with a caring and loving mother. I am so angry that I led myself down this path. I let myself be manipulated. I will live the rest of my life trying to correct that mistake.
As far as the children go. I will do what is legally required of me. If you actually make improvements you will be deeply and heavily involved with them. If you remain as you are, I don’t really see a situation where you will be any more involved then your father was with you. As long as you make yourself a priority over them, you have not earned the right to remain their mother. I am torn because I have seen the impact of an absent parent, but I am worried the presence of a parent who is as selfish as your self could be even worse.
I thought you were my best friend. I thought I would grow old with you. As much as you don’t think so, you were always my number one priority. It doesn’t matter now, I will grieve the loss of what I thought you were. It was all a figment of my imagination. I don’t think that version of you died. I don’t think it ever existed. I will love that **name of wife** forever. That dream will be in my heart forever. She will always be the mother I imagine my children have. I have hope you can grow into that person one day for my children.
I have lots of work to do, both physically and mentally. Mentally I need to rebuild my ability to trust. I need to rebuild my ability to love probably. The only thing that matters to me is my children now. I am in a hostile world with all senses of security robbed from me. I am financially vulnerable. I am emotionally vulnerable. I am mentally vulnerable. I have to rebuild my entire self image to better protect and provide for my children.
On a side note, something I am sure you don’t really care about, but I can not get the image of you two having sex out of my head. It haunts me when I close my eyes. It haunts me when I am alone. It haunts me mid sentence on a random unrelated topic. Anything that reminds me of my life for the past 14 years makes these images pop in my head. I know you don’t care but I feel so violated. It makes me squirm. It makes me feel so small and infinitesimal. Makes me feel like a waste of oxygen. I know you already moved on from the marriage, but it feels so bad I can’t describe it with words.
I am writing this to you to hopefully give you a piece of history showing what our marriage meant to me. I don’t think you will understand any of this, or even possibly read it. I don’t say these things because I want you to feel bad. I want you to be able to look back one day and understand what I feel. If you ever did love me, you will get to that point one day. This letter isn’t really for you right now. It’s for you in the future. It is very possible that you never read it again later on or even once for the first time. I wish I could just tell you this in person, but you will never have a serious conversation with me. You are so defensive and so difficult to talk to. I do want you to be true to yourself though. Please no more talk about me not being emotionally supportive. Even if it was true you could have had a real talk with me. If that was true and you went outside of our marriage for comfort, the mistake is still fully on you. Maybe you can write me a letter explaining your feelings about our marriage. I only ask that you be truthful. Did you ever actually love me? Did you not know what love was until you met Joseph? You said to me that you think we are soulmates, that still confuses me greatly to this day. Was that just manipulation? Also, we are both Taurus, lets be truthful to ourselves here. You are looking for external validation for your actions. Its ok, I get it, but don’t for one second think I don’t know that if it was real, it would apply to me too. The hating my mother aspect could be very true. You two are very incompatible. Not really a reason to cheat in my eyes, but you hating her is something I can fully believe. You at least had enough trust and faith in me at one point to have Lillian. We shouldn’t really comment on Juniper cause she wasn’t planned. If anything, I think I am a significantly better father now with Juniper than I was with Lillian.
The last thing I want to talk about is Juniper. Her current upbringing is obviously way different than Lillian’s. While we are more financially secure, I felt that she was being neglected emotionally. Not overtly, but your heart just wasn’t in it. The problems we are having with her are a manifestation of our issues and priorities. I think my deep connection with the toddler form of Juniper is me subconsciously noticing that. I do what I can for her now, but I know we weren’t giving her our best. I forgive you for this as well. I know most out of everything I said here, you did not do this on purpose.

just replaying sister location after being bothered about the big missing lore,,,, has anyone pointed out that 1.) It seems like we're wearing a mask? There's dirty/smudgy specks that follow your head movement. Could also be why baby doesn't recognize you? It would also explain the green light reflection rings when you enter the control room for ballora and foxy. 2.) The guide voice from sister location is the same voice from security breach- th overhead voice that says "the pizza Plex is now closing". I find that too odd to just be a coincidence??

I had a childhood friend, we have been particularly close to each other. Since I was a child I have been fat, but she has been attached to me, I don't know if she saw me as someone special, or an older brother. In preschool she showed affection towards me, which attracted me to her in response to her affection.
We grew up until one point (we were kids still) she had to leave the country, I didn't feel any sadness, but she did. I consoled her when she was in the other country where she lives, she missed the school, her friends, etc... we talked on calls, and we sent messages from time to time.
As I grew older, those memories remained in my head, I couldn't get rid of them, and yes, I was in love, but not with that same girl (you'll understand why). Well, our conversations were... not so close. One conversation I told her what she liked, I realized that her tastes and mine were two sides of the same coin (I mean they were the same, but different. Example, You: "I like action manga." Her: "I like manga morbidly").
And why I didn't said those memories before? Because I was afraid that she would think of me as a creep or something, I imagined a situation like this:
Person 1: "Hey! Do you remember the time you kissed me in preschool?"
Person 2: "What? No! I don't remember any of that!" Person 2 thoughts: "What a creep."
☝️This was an example that indeed occurred, but she doesn't remember anything of it, leading her to think that never happened, and of me as a creep, this is what I thought at that time and yes it doesn't mean that's what will happen, this was my fear at that time.
Continuing with the story.
One day she wanted to make a call with me after so long (She had those anime profile photos that are shared with couples from a long time), She told me that she was going to add a person to the call that she met in that country, and she was going to introduce him to me. I joined the call, and saw the guy's photo, I realized that it was the remaining piece of the photo that she had, then came to the conclusion that it's her boyfriend (I confirmed it after she gave me her instagram, saying in the description that she loves her boyfriend).
Continuing the conversation, it wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either, I endured the emotional pain, but I was able to make that pain not impact me so strongly, since I was expecting something like that (She had that photo for a long time, it just hurt me because I didn't want it to be true or the simple fact of confirming it, hurted me), the pal left the conversation, left me talking to her (He was a good person, really, he even offered me talk to her alone in the first minutes of the call, which I denied, I wanted him to be in the conversation). I realize that she had a life, and me too, both separated and different, it's no one's fault.
Moral of the story: Don't set your expectations too high for that person, because in the end that person is not going to be what you thought. Just because she's a friend from your childhood doesn't mean she's your soulmate (It could be, but in my case it wasn't). Get to know her, talk to her, and confess (If it's really what you thought) your feelings before it's too late.
(At least I didn't confessed my feelings, because if I did then I would feel that embarrassment of her having a boyfriend, lol.)

About Me:

• 20 Years Old
• Army National Guardsmen - Army Reservist
• $20,000 Dollars in a HYSA
• Earning approximately $1,000 monthly including my drill check and VA education benefits.
• 750 credit score with my oldest line of credit being 5 years
• Currently attending school to pursue studying neuroscience
• No bill responsibilities for the next 6 months - basically until the end of the year

Why I Want To Start Real Estate Investing:
To preface, here is a bit about myself before I decided to start real estate investing: I joined the army to help me pay for my schooling and to get a trade skill as a backup plan, so far this plan is working successfully. I have done some research on a relatively safe method on attaining passive income and it seems like real estate investing fits that criteria.
After watching some YouTube videos, I have learned of many rental methods - Buy and Hold, Commercial Real Estate, Short Term Rental (Airbnb Arbitrage), Wholesaling, Flipping, etc. - and their pros and cons.
After reviewing such videos, I realized I needed to learn about how to decide which property to purchase, what benefits I can use to purchase a house as a service member (I know the VA home loan is one of them), and tax write-offs that I can take advantage of.
My ultimate question for this subreddit is - How did you learn to get into real estate investing?

• What are any up-to-date resources I can use to learn to research what factors to look into when purchasing a home?
• How much money should I have saved up before considering investing in real estate? I hear it tends to be 20 percent of the retail value of the home.
• Are there any other pieces of information I am missing out on? Anything else I should be researching at the moment?

I have a seven year old and an eighteen month old. They are the absolute loves of my life. I’m a super involved parent who is always playing on the floor, singing to every Disney soundtrack, having all my kids friends over, happily volunteering for every activity. You get it- just loving motherhood! However, I feel like the outlier from all the other moms I know, in that all of my mom friends seem so worried and nervous all of the time. I feel self conscious that I don’t have this looming anxiety hanging over me all the time. When I talk to all of my other mom friends they describe having sat up at night when their babies were newborns worried they would somehow stop breathing in the middle of the night. I barely check the monitor and sleep like a baby (ba bomp cha). They seem sick with fear about their kids falling as they are playing around at the park. I follow my baby and play but I’m not worried about every little thing they could possibly trip on. They obsess over the possibility that their baby could choke on something. I move small objects out of reach of my baby and then don’t give it another thought. They scream if their baby accidentally gets dirt in their mouth playing outside. I’m like yeah that’s unfortunate, but I’ll give them some water and they will be okay. I take general precautions. I give them the right size bites of food, listen to recommendations and guidelines when making safety decisions, etc. But then I just go on with my life being happy and trusting that I took some precautions so everything will me fine. However, I can tell all of my friends have this innate anxiety about their babies possibly getting hurt at all times. I can’t help but wonder am I hardwired wrong? I know I love my kids more than life itself and I know I give 100% tirelessly every day. However, I can’t help but feel self conscious that there is something wrong with me. I should also add that I’m not a very anxious person in general and I’m a teacher and was an au pair and babysitter before I had kids. Is it that I’ve worked with kids for so long so I’m more able to gauge what’s a big deal and what isn’t? Or am I missing a piece of maternal instinct that it seems everyone else has?

Hi everyone! So I just kinda want to get this out of my chest. I have this friend that I have since we were still in junior high (practically best friends and sisters) and we would do everything together. Pampers, attending classes, and just be there for each other. I appreciate and love her so much but sometimes it kinda feels like it's not the same.
I'll start with our friend group (all 20F). They're one of oldest friends and I love them to death. But, I've noticed that when I open up about something they tend to be aloof and not as enthusiastic as others? (May be a stretch and overthinking) then when it's them esp if not problems all earssss I have no problem with that but it feels like a man is required for them to be interesting? And while l'm one to enjoy a chika, it seems like it's all we ever talk about. If we don't, they seem bored?
Then an incident happen when this friend takes jabs at me about how I bail when I can't remember the time that I did? She called me out in the go and it got kind off by it cuz it very??? afaik we were just talking about wanting to go somewhere and it didn't plant through and maybe that's why she thinks I'm tokis? And I've noticed that this isn't the first time. She kind of tends to undermine me and top whatever I/we have to say.
To add to that, I know cancelling a plan is so annoying and we should always come through but she also expressed her tampo when one of our friends cancelled because of a family matter and she ba to ditch her fam just sos he won't tampo and I felt rlly bad I told her she didn't have to come but still did 🥹 I guess maybe she’s just the type to hold a grudge?
Ik l'm not a perfect friend I tend to reply late because I'm also super busy with Uni, not in a good place, but I'm always there for my friends and I'm on call whenever she needs but even then she tends to shrug me off when a guy is there na.
During the last year, I was diagnosed with a mental illness and it was the same as hers and my other friend. It just hurt me because I thought that out of all people she would understand where I was coming from and how it was difficult for me given everything that I went through but l'm not saying this is a reason to bail or hurt your friends. Never do that pls!!
Recently, we found out this guy she's with is a cheater. Actually, this is like the 2nd/3rd time she's been caught? But she forgave him because she thinks it will get better. I'm not really sure about that but I wanna be supportive and all but I just know that guy isn't good for her given her condition. And she's been kinda distant with us too. I know that's how it gets when u get a bf but heyy we're here too :‹ I'm always gonna be here for her no matter what ofc but it all kind of feels draining?
Now, I realize all of this just probably comes from my overthinking and anxiety but I just really want to let it out the meds gets me emotional af HAHSHSSH sorry if this is all ka kalat I just wrote in freestyle alaksjsj
I love my friend and I hope she'll realize her worth soon and I hope we can attend another class together just like the old times. I miss her (omgajhas why am I suddenly crying writing this?!?!?') BAHAHSHS anyways thank you guys for reading this! and take care during this heat 🥵

I made a roast awhile back talking about putting references into stories and one person- who I have no ill will, but you comment has been stuck in my head for a while now -saying that I "need to learn Grammar"". An at first, I was taken aback in a comedic way; if you can get me; like; "Oh, well, thanks for that I guess XD."
But now that I think about some problems I've had with writing (I think they might be right in some way),
So I ask, is it bad that I'm not the best-----well versed in grammar?
I wasn't in the highest level of English if that helps with things /set 8, to be exact/ for an Example, only recently- two, maybe three years ago to be exact -when I was using Grammarly (which I've been told not to use), said something about Compound and Complex sentences and I had to learn that, and from when I looked it up it seemed like I was only guy in the world who had never heard of them, you know?
So, again, is it bad that I'm not the best: well versed in grammar! I'm sorry if I've made this very vague, hell? I have a habit of making things more complex than what they are, so I don't know how people will react to this. But if people can answer my simple question, that would be very kind of you lot. :)
(I'm so sorry for being an idiot. I've only started writing since 2019 after seeing people talk about- the film with 20% of its film missing -The Snowman [Not that one the Norwegian crime novel one], and I thought, "I could write something better than that," and ever since I've been trying to get better to hopefully get a book out one day. I ain't the smartest, nor have I been in this filed for the longest, and I'm sorry to many people who have been in this field longer than me, for needing to deal with me. Sorry for wasting your time with this, possibly unachievable task of mine, have a good day.)
Jeez that got dark.

TL;DR: I messed up very badly and shortly after bankruptcy, luckily my other creditors have helped me via DMP but not Mission Lane. I need out. This feels predatory, but I know what I signed on for.
So, the most shorthand and explained version of this story I feel like is as follows:
I discharged from my chapter 7 in March of 23. I clung to credit before hand as a young, dumb BPD person (which led to the bankruptcy, obviously). Imediately after my bankruptcy, I opened a credit card with my credit union. Then another with Capital One. Then Mission Lane. Then Indigo.
Obviously, I can’t pull another bankruptcy. But I found out about debt management plans; I kept the low interest card from the credit union, but put Capital One & Indigo in.
But, unfortunately, my highest balance is with Mission Lane. Some of the spending is justified; such as a deposit on a studio apartment ($500ish) to live alone so I could leave a toxic roommate situation.
Obviously, my expenses went up a lot too since after that since I decided to live alone after all I went through/the toll it took on my mental health.
But the bulk of the spending is NOT justified/was during an episode (which doesn’t excuse anything). While every other creditor hopped on my DMP recently, I quickly learned Mission Lane would not join with any asssitance. I’ve tried explaining my situation to normal reps, which I don’t think is working. (Obviously, like most Americans, I’m living paycheck to paycheck, don’t have health insurance, etc).
I tried to email the CEO out of desperation, but obviously I didn’t get a reply. Mission Lane may not necessarily be predatory: but that’s how I feel, they gave me the highest credit card limit I’ve ever had after a bankruptcy at a high interest rate. I feel as if Mission Lane has me trapped RIGHT where they want me: I have no bankruptcy card to pull, essentially no way of getting control of the situation since they won’t help via the DMP and collect in house.
I’ve made it clear that I would just pull a pre-dumb self bankruptcy card and just say up you’re and not pay it. Unfortunately to me, besides trashing my newly kinda freshly slated credit; there’s a lot of what if’s: what if they sue me? What if the judge doesn’t think I was trying to work with them? What if they garnish me and I can barely afford things anyways.
While they won’t give me long term help (which is what I need), I have not missed a payment yet since they keep giving me short term help. But really what I need is: does anyone have advice on how to get Mission Lane to TRULY help me?
At this rate, if I paid the minimum (which I’ve only been paying every other month, and cannot afford in general): I’m stuck for 16 years, and I want out. I’ve tried to make my situation clear, but all the reps typically tell me “I’ve been there, it gets better!” (Though, the first associate I EVER had really understood me/her son had been in similar situations and was an absolute sweetheart).
I find myself listening to Prisoner by Miley Cyrus unfortunately, it feels accurate.
And I KNOW: I should have known from the bankruptcy, but credit cards are NOT for me. I want to buy a house one day, but at this rate I can’t be trusted with a credit card. I have not lived without one essentially since turning 18 and & about 6mo-1 year before the bankruptcy. I’ve basically always been in perpetual debt. This is NOT a way for me to build credit in my current situation.

The full list can be found here: https://restaurantweeklv.org/
If you didn't know, each year the Three Square food bank teams up with restaurants around the valley to offer a prix fixe menu where a portion of the proceeds go to the food bank.
Yes, the donation to the food bank is only $4 - $6 per meal, but these menus are sometimes at a very decent price for the food being offered. It's an event I look forward to each year and I save up a little bit so I can try restaurants I otherwise wouldn't dine with due to cost. Some places even have a lunch menu option, which is a great alternative.
While the restaurants on The Strip are great, I love seeing what local restaurants are on the list. I feel like there are so many great places to eat in this town that I like using this list as a discovery tool as well to see if there are any new places that have popped up that I may have missed.
Have you ever checked out a new restaurant during Restaurant Week?
Which places are you looking to check out this year?

We renovated and got rid of the play area. I asked my operator why and he said "this isn't a daycare. If they're not paying they need to get out of here."
Later I saw a girl accidentally drop a dollar while she was getting out a credit card. I was like "Hang on a minute miss, you..." but he quickly cut me off and put his foot on the dollar said "Uh yeah miss, you forgot to let me tell you to have a great rest of your day!" She walked off and then he called me an idiot and put the dollar in his pocket.
I can no longer afford to eat here for lunch even with my employee discount, so I've started bringing a peanut butter sandwich, but he berated me and said I was "stealing from the company." And that I would have to pay five dollars to bring my own lunch from now on. Like wtf?
I can imagine Dan Cathy walking down the street, bundled up against the cold of a bitter winter in Victorian London. He passes by an orphan, shivering on the street. "Please sir," the child says, "I haven't had anything to eat all day." Some remnant of the Christianity his father espoused makes him reach down into his pocket for a farthing, but he stops. "It's my money," he thinks, "why should this urchin be entitled to it? Bah, humbug!" He gives the child nothing but a cold look and continues on his way to his mansion where he will enjoy a Spicy Deluxe with a large waffle fries and Sunjoy by a roaring fire.

I recently have been trying to do ERB again, I did a playthrough back in like 4.0, but I seem to be having issues that I don't really understand. I can do everything more then fine up until around 2777 where I've done all of the reno focuses the mutant ones and a few others and am doing well on everything 90% legitimacy, good pp gain to keep the ncr from discovering me etc. Then I just start losing units because I can't reinforce them I typically only have like 30 divisions (19 infantry, 9 pa, 3 robot). I don't understand why they are losing all of their equipment when they are just standing there not even training and I've done almost every industry research at this point and have 5 factories on Pa, Robots, and infantry equipment. I don't know if its like resistance in my states or something, but I can't even do anything about that as there is no coring option in the mod (idk if that is a bug or not) and you start with no occupation as your garrison law. I really don't get what I am missing as i've never had this issue in base with any nation I played where my troops would just die while doing nothing. Any help or tips are appreciated!

i don’t really know where to start with this, i guess it’s more of a rant than anything. it’s been playing on my mind for a long time because i told myself im being crazy and overthinking things. but ive started to notice so many things about the way my gf acts and it honestly makes me feel like im her least favourite person to be around.
me (21) and my gf (21) have been together for a little over a year now. a few months ago i started to notice that she doesn’t respond to me during conversations, and when she does, it’s basic responses like “yeah”, “hmm”. i often stop talking mid sentence and she doesn’t notice, yet when i repeat myself she sometimes says “yeah i heard you the first time” despite not responding the first time. she doesn’t laugh when i tell jokes, or laugh when i find things funny. i brought this up to her and she claimed that she isn’t good at making conversation and she will try to be better. fast forward to now and im facing the same issue, except the same behaviour is now over text as well (we live around 2 hours away so texting is common). leaving me on read often, giving one word replies to everything. this might not seem crazy, but if i were to do this, she would start going off about how i don’t love her anymore, which has happened.
aside from this, ive seen her hang out with her friends and she has so much fun with them. non stop talking, laughing. however, when we spend time together, she hardly ever talks or laughs. i remember last week she laughed in front of one of our friends and i was so shocked because it had been so long since i had heard her laugh so genuinely. when i’m with her in person she is always texting multiple people and having these super long and in depth conversations with each of them, every day. one person sent her a 2 minute voice message and a series of long paragraphs, and i watched my gf reply to every single detail in those paragraphs. but if i talk about anything, no matter what it is, it’s one word or one sentence for the whole thing. or if we’re in person sometimes she will just nod. also in group settings, she has often spoken over me mid-sentence in order to strike up a new conversation with someone else.
another thing about my gf, which we have spoken about many times, is her extreme mood swings. my gf has a big habit of talking to those closest to her (me, her parents, her siblings) in a really shitty tone. she has called me stupid before, constantly roles her eyes, and just seems generally angry. i could go on about this and how badly it has affected me, but we’d be here a long time. she has cried a lot over this and said that she can’t control it and that she wants to change so badly because she doesn’t want it to affect me negatively. i will admit that her bad moods have gotten a lot less extreme in the past couple of months, but they’re very much still there, and are seemingly now exclusive to just me.
with all this being said, i really can’t tell if she likes me very much. i should mention that she recently told her parents that she sees herself marrying me. she says she loves me and that i’m such a kind person and she’s so comfortable around me, but it still feels like she doesn’t really find me that interesting as a person. we don’t have fun, when i tell jokes or laugh, she just has a straight face. she says she wants to change for me so that i’m not negatively affected by her bad moods, and she has, but then she acts like this instead. when we first got into a relationship we were totally in love and i could tell she really liked me, she would always go out of her way to spend as much time as possible with me, and get me alone. but now i feel like she’s gotten to know me, the novelty has worn off or something, and i’m nothing special. she loves me, not because she enjoys spending time with me, but because i provide security and comfort whenever she needs it? i’ve mentioned to her a couple of times that i think im an uninteresting person, and thats when she says im funny and interesting. but her actions say otherwise.
how do i approach this? in the past when ive mentioned stuff like this, she has kinda had this “idk what you’re talking about” kind of attitude. or she claims that she’s not very good at making conversation. she claims she’s just comfortable with me. i think she just sees it as a “not needing to fill the silence” type of thing. i don’t want her to force herself to act a certain way around me, but i just can’t wrap my head around the fact that im the one person she can no longer hold a conversation with. the one person who she doesn’t laugh with. how are we supposed to get married if it’s like this 1 year in?
there is a 10% of the time when she’s not like this. and that’s what i cling to. i miss the person she used to be, we were perfect for each other. every now and then i can still feel that, but it’s so rare and i just want it back
TL;DR my gf says she wants to marry me but she hardly talks to me and i feel like she hates me :)

My boyfriend's mother is beginning to show signs of possessiveness over him and act weirdly controlling over him. Mind you, he's 24 but she's starting to treat him like a misbehaving young teen. Before I came into the picture, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted. Go out, hang out with his guy friends, stay out late, go to clubs, see other girls, that was all totally fine.
We've been together 7 months and she's imposing more and more rules on him. Now he has to be in the house by 9 p.m., he isn't allowed to use his phone in her presence... even though the rules don't apply to his 16 and 21 year old sisters, she wants him to clean after the whole family and be the man of the house even though she's got a husband who lives with them too and the other kids get off scot free and do whatever they want. They don't have partners either, FYI.
She doesn't allow him to text or communicate with me on "family days" including movie nights or going to the county fair, but the girls get to post their Instagram stories all the time. It's like she's forcing him to pay attention to her.
We had plans to all go to the LA county fair together, then at the last minute she decided to take them all on a Sunday when I was working because she wanted to go on Mother's Day so I couldn't come, and she said he and I could go together another day. That never happened. (He bought me a cute little trinket from there to let me know he was still thinking of me.)
She said she "never gets to see him anymore".... THEY LIVE TOGETHER. He gets off work at 1:30 p.m. and she sees him every day of the week, I don't know what she's talking about because I come over more than I bring him to my house or we go out (trying to save $). Sounds like a jealousy issue or insecurity to me because apparently that's not enough, I guess me being in the picture takes attention away from her and she has a little issue with that.
He never had a curfew before, but as of last week he has to be home by 9 p.m. "so she can still see him". He's passed out on the couch any time after that because he works early-early mornings. One time he accidentally left something at my house so my mom and I drove by to return it just as he came from work, and she and my mom were chatting away and when he hugged me, his mom said "young love..." in this whimsical voice that lowkey came off as patronizing and that gave me the ick. It's been 7 months, why the comment when she's used to me by now? This "I never get to see you" stuff.
Oh, and as a gift celebrating 7 months he got me a beautiful, big bouquet of pastel pink (my favorite color) roses. I got him a half-pound box of See's Candies chocolates and truffles, including his favorite kind. His family waited until he was at work, went into his room, stole them and ate them all and he only got to have one KNOWING IT WAS A GIFT FOR HIM FROM ME. And he fought with them when he found out, and nobody would own up to who did it even though his mom has plenty of candy bars by her desk for everyone to get but they wanted THOSE. Hmmm.
Today, we planned for me to come over for half the day and spend the other half with my parents so that we didn't have to miss each other since this is a rare day he has Monday off (Memorial day) and still spend time with our families. But as soon as we made this plan, his mom threw a tantrum and yelled at him - because this family has poor communication skills and no consideration - because his dad wanted to visit his father's grave, which they hadn't done in 12 years even though it isn't far away. This resulted in a fight. But he tried to be his own man and stand up for himself, asking why that's sooo important now since they haven't cared about going to the grave for 12 years and she got PISSED. He stormed outside and called me anyway despite the stupid "no phone" rule.
I actually kind of sensed she would have a problem with me coming over today, like my presence would be inconveniencing her.
Yelling and getting angry at him for his plans to see me when she dropped the cemetery thing on him at the very last second isn't his fault. He didn't do anything wrong when both his parents just chose not to tell him or give him a heads up. It sounds weird and personal. And it really irks me that they don't allow him to use his phone or text/call me in their presence. You can't force someone to pay attention to you. They should give him more age appropriate autonomy, seeing as he's 24 and not 13. But she basically wants him to act like I don't exist when I'm not there. Out of sight, out of mind.
WTF is going on here? Am I getting a little delulu or is mama trying extra hard to be the main and make me the side chick here?

As a big advocate for low MDef frontliners, i get a little bit mad when i see some advices below these kind of threads. Backlining a Huge+Drunkard bro? Dedicated to a polearm? Insanity.
So i decided to edit my starter bro through an editor with exactly the same approximate statlines on Lv11(MAtk, MDef and HP every level)+Gifted, built him as a basic DQH bro, then tested his performance in a Sea of Tents fight on day 103(30 Orcs+a champion warlord). It wasn’t the hardest mash, but still shows something imo. The cleaver bro, his partner since the day 3 iirc, was with him too. He underperformed a bit cause, well, i mislayed him a few times. He got stunned twice maybe? Clutch disarms lowers the damage output too.
I’m not flexing, actually it’s the opposite. I've played the fight very poorly. Just wanted to show new players that the statement “damage dealers shouldn’t get hit much in the first place.” is not an elitist sh*t. I’m an average player at best, not Sins, slurgi, BurninM4N, turtle, leftajar or uguu777 etc (no harm in hailing some bros who taught us how to play here in this sub huh? Sycophancy at its finest haha).
Why did the hybrids took so many damage? I like to bait flanker Berserkers into DPS zones by offering backliners. You know those back to back 5% misses? Don’t risk them. Also, being stingy with nets/smoke pots isn’t always a good idea.
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When exactly are my laners "supposed" to take camps and when is it "correct" for me to be upset? Im talking about camps in my own jungle, laners invading and setting the enemy jungler behind is obviously great for me.
Im playing with my friends often but this also happens in solo queue. I understand that taking camps can be advantageous for laners since they "midlane and adc have the most impact" (according to my friends apparently... my midlane friend having most damage is according to him the only reason we won this and no one else gets mentioned and 4 drakes and 5 grubs for our team apparently arent noteworthy but okay... damage it is.) but does this have its limits? If we are ahead and I am free to invade enemy jungle anytime I would never complain about laners taking one or two camps but sometimes its minute 7 and im on my second clear and arrive to find my crugs gone. Also my buffs are slain constantly... im ganking botlane and my toplaners takes my buff ... if im not ahead in these matches this quickly accumulates to me missing 3 buffs and 4-8 camps in some games in cs. Not a lot some of you might say but still something which sets me behind compared to my jungle opponent.
Last week my friend was playing kayle toplane and he took all 3 of my camps any time they spawned as well as top wave ... he told me "I need to reach level 16 before this game is over to have any impact and since im not lvl 16 right now I cant walk up further then here (pinging a point between his fallen tier 1 and his tier 2)". I know that it can be frustrating to feel like you have no impact until hitting a certain point in the game... I played smolder today... but I feel like this actively sabotages me.
At the end we win if kayle is fed I guess. I will play for win but I dont know If feeding all my camps to some bronze 2 players and me as the jungler... the only one spreading his impact on all of the map in most of my low elo games beeing 50 cs behind is the right strategy togo or if some of my friends are just stroking their ego.
Am I entitled to my camps?
Am I the one who is wrong here? How can I stop my laners from setting me behind if they dont have prio so I cant invade and they take my camps instead of wave since they lost their tower? I dont want to be the guy pinging 30 questionmarks at the adc taking raptors minute 40 of the game but there has to be a way in the middle right?

I don't really know how to answer that one. Not briefly anyway. [TW: mention of attempt]
I was going to say "because you never try to understand me" but I feel like that's letting her off the hook. I...I never confront her with the rage she makes me feel inside. If I use any terms like "gaslight," "manipulate," "control," she turns it on me. But I just WANT HER TO SEE WHAT SHE's DONE! OWN UP TO IT!
My mother was fine with having a "gifted, high-achieving" child (me), but one with ADHD was just straight-up annoying (also me). Every part of me that didn't resemble her or read as adult-in-miniature needed correction through medication or censure. I cycled through various pills* as early signs of depression, anxiety, and insomnia went ignored. I made A's consistently but probably only because the work wasn't too hard. (*I notice many of you mention medical neglect- this aspect of mine is interesting. My mother is a medical doctor who diagnoses ADHD and autism in children. Tell me why she never put me on the right medication for me, but instead just put me on whatever sample she got from a drug rep or whatever had the best Goodrx coupon at the pharmacy?? To this day, I don't know what medication works best for me to focus. I started Straterra at 9, I'm turning 22 in June)
A lot goes on as I enter adulthood. My mom becomes more clearly abusive as I begin to deconstruct my Christian beliefs, question my gendesexuality, and find her extreme control over life unusual. She starts taking my devices, warning me about the dangers of "screen time" and "internet strangers" as if I wasn't the 18-year-old she allowed to live in Los Angeles alone when I was 16. Fast forward to 20, I have to force my way out of there. My mom had grown so possessive that I was only allowed to leave the house with her supervision. She had a no-closed-door policy, and I couldn't even expect privacy in the bathroom. What I find most evil though, is her failure to report my suicide attempt. It was the one time I expected she would actually seek outside help for me, but instead, she checked my blood pressure and then I was made to sleep with her and my dad for a week. She got me a TEEN DEPRESSION WORKBOOK that I would've been better off doing at age 13 with occasional passive thoughts. I knew I would never not be depressed if I stayed.
Age 21 (recently): I've been seeing a therapist over a year now and have a much better understanding of myself. (Still wanting to see a trauma-focused therapist but I digress) I can clearly see how my mother missed my autism because of her ableism. For some reason, I really want to her know about this development. I am excited to share all the different life moments I view as indicators. (If she earns my trust, she gets to see my 60-page self-diagnosis document, I tell myself) My mother shuts me down. I have ADHD and OCD, she says, disagreeing that ADHD and ASD can be diagnosed together. I'm disappointed because she is wrong on both accounts. At a later point, she suggests I have virtual autism over text. I'm in disbelief that she's a board-certified medical doctor.