How to find cute story to tell my girlfriend

THE 2000 YEAR OLD MAN (1975) - FULL TRANSCRIPT 2000 Year Old Man is an old Brooks-Reiner comedy routine turned into a half-hour animated TV special. Reiner, a TV reporter, interviews Brooks, a man claiming to be 2000 years old. The interview consists of a serious of questions regarding the history of the world. Brooks' answers to Reiner's questions are priceless.
About four days ago a plane landed at Idlewild Airport.
The plane came from the Middle East bearing a man who claims to be
2000 years old.
He spent the last six days at the Mayo Clinic.
Ei, sir.
Sir, is it true that you are 2000 years old?
Oh boy.
-Yes. -You are?
It's hard to believe sir because
in the history of man nobody has ever lived more than 167 years
wich a man from Peru claimed to be.
But you claim to be 2000?
I'll be, not yet. I'll be 2000, October 16th.
You will be 2000. When were you born?
We didn't have formal years and names and writing.
We didn't know. I see.
Nobody kept time.
See, we didn't know.
We didn't write. We just sat around, pointed in the sky
and said wow hot there wow.
-That's all they said? -We didn't even know it was the sun.
You really didn't know anything.
Anything, we were so dumb.
We didn't know who was a lady.
-But they were... -They were with us.
But we didn't know who they was
we didn't know who was the ladies and who was fellows.
You thought they were just different type of fellows.
Yes, stronger or smaller or softer.
The softer ones I think was the ladies all the time.
What about that? How did you find out?
Well, they are cute, a fat guy,
could you could have mistaken him,
soft and cute.
Who is the person who discovered the female?
Bernie.
Who was Bernie?
Bernie, one of the first leaders of our group.

• And he discovered the female?
• Yeah.
  
• How did that happen?
  
• Ladies, ladies here.
  

I'm very interested to find out how Bernie discovered the woman.
-Well, he... -How did he come to find?
One morning
he got up smiling. So he said:
I think there is ladys here.
I said, well, what do you mean, you know?
He said: 'cause in the night.
I was swelled and delighted, see?
So he went into such a story that
it's hundreds of years later, I still blush.
Could you give us the secret of your longevity?
Well, the major thing.
The major thing.
Is that I never, ever touch ripe food.
I don't eat it.
I wouldn't look at it and I don't touch it.
And and I never run for a bus.
There's always another.
Even if even if you're late for work.
You know, I never run for a bus.
I never ran.
I just stroll, jump it, slowly walk to the next bus...
Yeah, well but there were no buses at the time.

• No, in my... -Right.

In my time ahnn...
What was the means of transportation then?
-Mostly fear.
-Fear transported you? -Fear yes.
You could see.
A lion, he would would growl, you would go two miles a minute.
I'd like to find out about some social customs
the origination of social customs.
For instance, singing how that started?
Oh it stems from fear.
-Could you explain? -Because in the old days,
I said old days.
I don't mean the georgian cars.
-Did you.. -I mean rocks and caves...
I'm asking you, sir, how song...
Some song came about when you really had to communicate.
-But in trouble you couldn't say help. -Yes.
But have to use your mouth.
Yes, I know.
Hello.
-I mean, I wouldn't say help, I say good morning.
Yes. You're really...
you know you in trouble.

• But somebody said eeeh eeeeh. -That was the first song.
  
• I don't know.
  
• In other words, fear, right?
  

I was singing.
We thought happiness did.
Oh, and the song came out of it.
A lion is eating my foot off.
Somebody call a cop.
A lion is eating my foot off.
Somebody call a cop.
A lion is eating my foot off.
Somebody call a cop.
A lion is eating my foot of
Somebody call a cop.
Very interesting to hear the derivation of songs
The first songs,
the first songs were all the anthem songs.
We always thought...
We always thought...
Wanna hear an anthem song?
You had an anthem song?
We had a national anthem.
-What was the anthem? -Well, ah...
you see, was only fragment...
-Fragment? -It wasn't a nation.
-Yes. -It was cave, each cave. Yes.
Each cave had a national anthem.
You remember the national anthem of your cave?
Ok. I say I'll never forget it.
You don't forget a national anthem in a minute.
Let them go to the hell
except cave 76.
For instance, how did the custom of two people shaking hands
how the handshake come to be?
The handshake? As you know...
I don't, that's why I'm asking!
The handshake has also stemmed from fear.

• Everything seems to stem from fear.
• Of course.

Everything we do is based on fear.
-Even love? -Mainly love.
How can love stem from fear?
How can love stem from fear?
What do you need a woman for?
You know what you need for?
-In my time? -Yes.
To see if an animal is behind yourself,
you had to get eyes in the back of your head.
you take two eyes that is to be a lady.
I see.
You say, lady, you look behind me for a while.
And that was the first... the first marriages.
What if you take a look behind me ok?
How long you want?Forever, we are married.
You walked back to back to the rest of your life?
Yes. You only look at her once in a while,
when you knew you it was safe?
When I knew I was in a highground.
-The handshakes they started how?
-They started to see if the fellow had a rock
or a dagger in his hand.
Where is you hand? Hi, Charlie.
How you're doing Jumpy, where is you hand?
Then you open it and you look...
And you shook another one.
And that's the way the handshakes started.
Yes, the shake.
May have a stone or a marble to stick in your eye.
In the older days
you should get a snap and all.
How the dancing started?
-Dancing is the same thing. -Fear again?
Just fear. The only thing you could do with a hand
was to see if there was a rock or a marble
or rubber band or nail or something that would stick in your head.
Right. Ok.
But while imobilizing my hand
dancing gets to complete the imobilization.
Dance and keep the feet busy so he can't get you.
Yes, but I think most people are interested
in living a long and fruitful life.
-You mentioned? -Fruit is good food, you mentioned.
Fruit kept me going for 140 years once
when I... was on a very strict diet,
mainly nectarines, I love that fruit
half a peach, half a plum, such a hell of a fruit.
It's not too cold
Not too hot, you know, just nice.
-What if... -A rotten one?
That's how much I love. I'd rather eat a rotten nectarine than a fine plum.
-What do you think about? -I can understand that.
Yes, that's how much I love them.
-Yes, I can understand, sir. -Some good things.
What did you do for a living?
Well, many years ago, thousands.
There was no heavy industry.
We know that.
Most things that we manufactured or we made,
most things we ever made,
was we would make a take a piece of wood
and rub it, rub it and rub it and rub it
then clean it and look at it and hit right with it
and hit a tree with it.
-For what purpose? -Just to keep busy.
There was not. There was absolutely nothing to do, had no job.
What other jobs were there?
Must've been something else besides hitting a tree with
the knowledge, hitting a tree with a
piece of stick was already a good job.
You couldn't get that job.
Mainly was sitting and looking in the sky
was a big job
and another job was watching each other.
-And what language did you speak? -They spoke...
-Rock, basic rock. -Years before Hebrew.
Yes. 200 years before Hebrew was the rock language, the rock talk.
Could you give us an example of that?
Hey, you don't put that rock on me.
Hey, what you do with the rock?
Do you remember you remember your Hebrew sir?
Yes, I would just I think I remember fluent...
Because I understand the modern Hebrew is different from the...

• Yes. The difference in some of the

-phonetic alliteration paterns. -Yes.
Can we hear an example of the ancient Hebrew?
A very ancient Hebrew is...
Oh, hi there, hello.
Hello there. How are you.
-Hi. How are you. -That's English.
-Oh wait, wait. -You remember any Hebrew?
Very little.
I don't think I remember.
I must have forgot a great deal of it.
-I think you forgot it all. -Maybe all, yes.
Maybe all. Thousands of years since I needed it.
Now, sir, did you ever...
Did you ever have any formal job as we know it today?
Yeah, well, I was a manufacturer. I was owner.
What kind of a factory did you have?
I had a I used to make the star of David, Jew stars.
Making a little money?
Where's that? Yeah.
Soon as religion came in, I was one of the first in that.
I figured this was a good thing.
How did you make them? Did you have tools?
Well, we didn't have a lady.
I employed six men each with a point.
They used to run together in the middle of the factory
A great speed, it was huge.
They were making a star.
Yes. We would make two a day because of the many accidents.
Six men running and... you know.
Lots of accidents.
You never thought of going into anything else?
Oh, no, I had an offer once.
-It came to me. Simon. -What Simon asked you to do?
Said he had a new thing, a new item,
a winner, looks like a winning item.
That was gonna be a big seller is called a cross.
And I looked at it and I turned it over
and looked in all sides of it
and I said, it's simple. It's too simple.
I didn't know then. Element.
-I didn't know with such a -You turned him down?
and I said, I'm sorry, but I'm too busy.
See, I could have I could have fired four men,
two men run together, bang, that is a cross.
Would say that I would I would have earned
over a hundred dollars doing that crosses and everything.
Yes, certainly.
Do you have a few moments, sir?
What do you mean? Money or the time.
No, we have to cut way for messages now.
-Okay, let's do it. Is it in English? -Yes.
By the way, sir, are you married?
I have been married several hundred times.
-Several hundred times? -Yes.
You haven't, man. Do you remember all your wives?
-One I remember well. -Which one was that?
The five one, Shyla.
I remeber her well.
I'm afraid to ask the next question, you had many hundreds of wives...
-Hundreds and hundreds. -But how many children you have?
I have over forty two thousand children.
And not one comes to visit me.
It's awful, sir
well, sir, it's really you mean to say there isn't one daughter...
there's many daughters, but, but they
you know how they are, children.
Good luck to them, let them go.
I don't want listen, let them be happy as long they're happy
I don't care. But they could send a note
write how're you Pop how you're doing Pop
you know, they don't.
Sir... ahn, you must have known
some great men in your time, you did travel to...
I knew the greater and the near greater.
Can I ask you about some of these...
Certainly, I'll tell you the true
the true whether I knew or not.
For instance, people are people are
very interested in somebody like Joan of Arc.
A lot has been written about her, we read a lot...
Aah what a kiss.
You knew Joan of Arc?
I went for her, damn it, I went for her.
Nowhere in history do we know of Joan going with it anybody.
Well, they don't print everything.
You did marry her? No.
No. I didn't marry her because she was on a mission.
she used to say to me
she used to say to me, I've got to save France.
I should say I look.
I've got to wash up. You save France.
See you later after you save France. I'll wash up, you know.
-How did you... -Hold it, I... yet.
How did you feel about her being burned at the stake?
Terrible.
I didn't I didn't know.
Sir, how about some of the legendary characters
who supposedly might have existed?
For instance, Robin Hood.
-Did he...? -Oh, yeah. Lovely man.
Ran around in the forest.
Did he really steal from the rich and give to the poor?
No, he didn't.
He stole from everybody and kept everything.
Out of the legend?
Out of the legend let's bring up that
he had a fellow monk, hired a press agent
running all the paper and roll and scroll.
He takes from the rich and gives to the poor, who knew?
You knew you took such a knock in the head
when he robbed you wouldn't knock him down.
-In other words... -A tough guy.
I hate to have our legendary figures smashed
Well, I hate do smashing for you.
So much to discuss, for instance,
-somebody like William Shakespeare -Oh what a pussycat.
-You are saying that you knew -A pussycat.
You did know it, for instance
Oh, that little beard, that cute hair...
He was reputed,
I guess you are agreeing that he was the greatest writer of all times.
Oh no, hey, hold up he was small.
What you mean? You just said he was great.
-Oh boy!
-And I said he was great... -No sir.
A cute man and a pussycat.
William Shakespeare was not a great writer?
Not good writer at all.
He wrote 37 of the greatest.
Shakespeare was not a good writer, no.
He wrote 37 of the greatest.
Would you ever see the original the first folios?
You mean they were edited by someone else?
Never mind the edit, did you see the folios?
No, I never saw them. Did you see?
I saw that folios, your wanna see how they are?
A blast...
A 'm' you know that look like a 'D'
an 'M' didn't look like an 'M'
I know that is a 'V'
Every letter was cockeyed and crazy.
Don't tell me he was a good writer.
The worst printmanship I ever saw in my life.
What he did? He did as it was reputed,
he did write 37 of the greatest plays of...
-38! -I only know 37.
Would you care to look at this list sir?
These items are listed come down to the ages.
-You know one that should be there? -Yes.
What's that?
Queen Alexandra and Morris.
Is there any copy of this unexistent?
This is a play that I put invested money in.
Probably the only one that didn't come to light.
Come to light and closed in Egypt.
Sir, you remember...
you remember any of the dialogue of Queen Alexandra and Morris?
Queen Alexandra turn to Morris and said:
Oh, Morris. What could it have been that I have seen?
Is it not in my marrow or we not have one on ourselves?
And he would say to her:
What are you hollering?
What are you hollering?
-Sir, what... -Wake up the whole castle, you know.
Sir, what did you do 2000 years ago to entertain...
-Walk and wing. -I want to know wether...
-Were there comedians -Oh sure sure, we had.
You remember any of the... 2,000 years ago...
A matter of days, let me see.
I remember one comedian gave us some laughs
while we were hysterical.
Well, who is he? Some good laughs.
Murray the Nut. He gave us a laugh.
A tiger came in the cave one afternoon.
Soothed in uninvited naturally.
Nobody asked how a tiger did walk in.
Tiger came in and Murray, you know, the joker
the tumbling, you know, the Nut
jumps at and grabs the tiger by the tail
yahaa, yahaa, yahaa...
and the tiger turn around and ate him in a minute.
and we get histerical laughing and laughing.
Best joke we ever had.
Oh sir, that's not very funny.
That was all we have, our chaos then that was all we have.
Terrible, I would consider that...
Have to pass me out, Murray took the tiger.
-That was entertainment? -Yes.
I would consider that in the realm of tragedy rather than comedy.
It's a point of view, to me tragedy is... is
if I cut my finger, that's tragedy.
It clinch and I cry and I run around
and I go into Mount Sinai for a day and a half.
I'm very nervous about.
And to me comedy is if you walk into an open sewer
and die, I like that.
Comedy I say.
-My finger is important. -Yes
In the 2000 years you've lived, you've seen a lot of items.
Certainly.
What is the biggest change you've seen?
In two thousand years the greatest thing mankind ever devised
I think in my humble opinion is saran wrap.
You can put a sandwich in it.
You can look through it. You can touch
you can put over your face and fool around and everything.
It's so cool you could wrap up
-You would ate it? -I love it,
put three olives in it and put a little one.
can put ten sandwiches and make up this.
-Whatever you want, It's clean and it sticks with.
-You equate this with... -You can look right through.
You equate this with man's discovery of space?
That was good, that was good.
-Sir, we ah... -Yes, yes.
We have to take time out for message now.
Why do you have to take time out?
You take the message, I'll keep talking.
That was a good message.
Well, sir, if we don't have too much more time
but we all here would like to know your code.
Well, alright, is this it?
A farewell? -A farewell address.
Hello there. This is 2000 years talking to you
from the depths of back there when we was
now I'm still and they not and I just want to say
keep your smile on your face.
And stay out of a Ferrari
or any small Italian car.
stay out of them. I wanna tell you that it's been
it's been a wonderful two thousand years
and you've been a wonderful civilization
and it's been a thrill living for 2,000 years
and eat a nectarine, is the best food ever made.

Let me preface this by saying I can't afford therapy and am struggling financially which definitely lends to me feeling like shit. But I wake up so annoyed and I've been frustrated with my husband for the last few days.
I feel like when I try to express how I feel it's seen as me trying to argue. And I know this is a common issue so many men have, because their parents coddled them and never taught them how to communicate. So every expression of emotion is seen as a debate or lecture. But I'm not his mother or therapist so what do I do? Until we can afford therapy what can I do?
I just dont know how to help myself anymore. I can't change another human being but I can work on myself. I don't know what to do to focus on myself and figure out my path in life. It's been so difficult finding work, I'm an entrepreneur with a small business and business is slow. This adds a layer of frustration on our relationship too. Because we have less money to use on fun activities or trips. And our life has become boring and a chore so to speak.
Capitalism sucks, I truly don't know what to do anymore and I'm here to vent because of that. If anyone has any tips on how to manage my own volatile emotions and frustrations, please offer them. Telling me to get a divorce is not going to be helpful as I've been with my partner for 17 years. I know I have issues when it comes to controlling my temper and communication without aggression so my husband isn't the only one with communication issues. I just need help.
TL;DR; F33 M34 17 yr relationship. Need help on how to communicate better and manage my volatile emotions

I have only debated ONCE in my life. In sixth grade. Before I started homeschooling.
It was once but I remember how thrilling and fun it was for me. I loved how it got my brain running fast, and how I was finding holes on the other sides argument. (It was about if we should test medicine and stuff on animals.) It‘s still my best and most vivid memory from school. But I never got to do it again. Then, like I said, I was homeschooled the following year and now stuck with me, myself and I. Oh, and my family members. (Dad - ISTP, Mom - ESTJ, younger sister - ESFJ)
Whenever we were talking, and I play devil’s advocate (mostly unintentionally, I just find holes to poke on and opposing opinions to prove and share), my parents will shut me up and tell me I’m being disrespectful and they know better because what they’re saying is from experience and not just something I randomly read online. My sister won’t even entertain me. My friends (ISFJ, ENFJ, etc.) don’t have minds of their own and will just mindlessly agree with me or pretend to listen. Or they get annoyed. My mom once told me off when I tried to tell someone that their plan won’t work and why because they were older than me. I wasn’t even being rude about it, I was just trying to help out! When I brought it up once in a conversation (that I want to debate with someone), my Dad just laughed, told me to talk to the mirror, brush me off, and said “Where do you get these silly ideas?” or something.
That made me not-very-articulate. I struggle to find words, and my voice gets shaky when explaining even though I don’t even feel like crying at all. That’s improving now but my problem is I don’t have anyone who I can talk to about intellectual topics (or even niche ones!), oppose them, and not take it personally and get offended.
I want to debate, but I can’t. I have no one to talk to about things like that in a way like ‘that’. (if that makes sense)
Disclaimer: I don’t hate my parents. They’re amazing but I just can’t say my opposing opinions without coming off as ’disrespectful’ to them. Also, this is more of a rant than a question but, oh well.
TLDR: I wan’t to debate but I have unwilling friends and family members who take it personally and get offended. Even though I’m trying to be respectful about it… most of the time.

I'm so irritable and I don't know what to do
Let me preface this by saying I can't afford therapy and am struggling financially which definitely lends to me feeling like shit. But I wake up so annoyed and I've been frustrated with my husband for the last few days.
I feel like when I try to express how I feel it's seen as me trying to argue. And I know this is a common issue so many men have, because their parents coddled them and never taught them how to communicate. So every expression of emotion is seen as a debate or lecture. But I'm not his mother or therapist so what do I do? Until we can afford therapy what can I do?
I just dont know how to help myself anymore. I can't change another human being but I can work on myself. I don't know what to do to focus on myself and figure out my path in life. It's been so difficult finding work, I'm an entrepreneur with a small business and business is slow. This adds a layer of frustration on our relationship too. Because we have less money to use on fun activities or trips. And our life has become boring and a chore so to speak.
Capitalism sucks, I truly don't know what to do anymore and I'm here to vent because of that. If anyone has any tips on how to manage my own volatile emotions and frustrations, please offer them. Telling me to get a divorce is not going to be helpful as I've been with my partner for 17 years. I know I have issues when it comes to controlling my temper and communication without aggression so my husband isn't the only one with communication issues. I just need help.
TL;DR F33 M34 together 17 years. Having relationship issues. Feeling annoyed at partner. Need help on how to communicate better and manage my volatile emotions

My mom and I are going abroad this summer, which we've done a number of times in the past, but we haven't traveled since COVID and all my sensory tolerances are so much lower than they used to be. I feel like once we get to our destination I'll be able to take care of myself, but I'm so so stressed about the long unbroken flight (10.5-11 hours). I think the longest I've done in the past is maybe 7 hours? We've always broken it up before but this made the most sense.
My mom and I paid extra to have a two seater row so at least we can get up a lot and switch (we're both hyperactive inattentive). But I'm so anxious about the boredom and discomfort in store. Even with my iPad and phone and in flight movies and games and noise cancelling headphones and travel pillow and neck pillow, I know that two hours in I'll be ready to chew my own leg off from the AuDHD discomfort. I will try to sleep but I have sleep issues and most likely will not be able to, I can't even nap at home under ideal conditions and never can usually sleep on transit/sitting up. I just keep realizing just how long 11 hours is and starting to panic.
I routinely do an up to 5 hour flight and that's hard, but easier if I have my laptop to watch something on and my iPad to do a puzzle or play a game on at the same time (I cannot just watch something and do nothing else! Not enough stimulation!) but I can't bring my laptop to Europe, which also makes me really anxious bc it's a regulation tool. I'm most anxious about the physical discomfort and how slowly time will pass. Like imagine finishing 3 full length movies and you still have 4+ hours left. Ahhh!!!
Any advice, commiseration, or suggestions welcome. I feel so lucky to travel, but also, the thought of having to sit on a plane for that long low key makes my wanna die. My body hurts just thinking about it. I'm probably going to pay for Internet even if it's shitty just to have more to do. If I could find a hyperfixation to indulge in it would be easier but idk what it would be that's easy to do on plane. I'm not a big handheld gamer. Are there any really addictive iPad or phone games you like??
I've considered telling the flight staff off the bat that I have a disability and will need to walk around the cabin as much as I can but I don't know how realistic that is. Also don't suggest upgrading our seats, it cost hundreds extra literally to just sit in a two seater row, it would be thousands of dollars more to even move to an exit row because British airlines is fucked.
I've seen those little feet hammock things to put over the tray table but when I tried one one time it really didn't work.

"Explain your past, Musa" the gov'ness walks at my right, shielding my from the piercing sun as we walks with the caravan. After the trench was dismantled, we are walking by foot to reach the capital, as the trench-line have been pushed far into our homeland.
"I was a cook when the war started, gov'ness" and now I am left wondering why did she chose me from anyone else in the caravan, there's the sergeant, the whom she asked to see earlier today.
"You have been trusted to cook rations for your company, as early as the war?" her baroque companion, similarly donned in her armor, walks close by ours, but never overtook us.
"No, gov'ness, I was a 10 years old when the war started, the war went for seven years and I fought for the last two" before she came, with weapons of the stars that could've decimate my trench instead of theirs
"Such a young man you are, seven years ago, the Emperor grants me audience, revealing that I was his progenitor"
This talk about an "imperium" across the stars and the deified emperor has gotten me worried. Is that her reason for talking to me, to ease my pain before sending me to the stars far from here? Or simply an act of pity?
The meager town came into view, and was it not for the ancient structure, we would've thought this was anywhere but the capital. Gray skies and beaten earth have become the synonym for the heart of Nagorow.
"I must say, this was not our expectation when your leader came into contact with my ship, begging for salvation" the gov'ness depart from me, and my instinct was to follow her, but who am I to her? And so I stay put and follow the rest of the caravan back to the main camp.
"You're lucky to have an audience with the Lady, runt" one of gov'ness' companion knocked me to the dirt, assuming that he's doing it out of spite and jealousy. I can see him walking to gov'ness
"I apologize for my companion's doing" another of gov'ness', as he extends his fingers that allowed me to stand to my feet "Lucius was indeed jealous, he was our best melee combatant and our Primarch haven't even bat an eye for him"
"Is that a rare thing?" Lucius and the gov'ness seems to enter the structure, doing their business there. I quickly glance at my watch, the gray sky seems to be forever, and it shows 1641. And I quickly look back at the gov'ness companion
"It is, perhaps Mother saw something within you, perhaps yours was interesting at the moment" the giant release his helmet, letting his bronze hair free from the confine "I am Rylanor, pleasure to meet you, Musa"
"As is mine, gov'nor"
The Sejm was delightful in seeing Fulgrim and her companions, as well as the news of the apparent victory on the frontlines. Such delight warrants them to spent their moneys on a grand feast right at the capital, inviting everyone within range to attend, with the guest of honor being the gov'ness herself.
"I would have thought you are with Mother, Musa" Rylanor brought two plates in his palm, the plate whom was enough for me was made miniscule by his hands, each contained meager food they could thrown
"Thanks, gov'nor" the feast gives us chair to sit, yet here I stand with him, outside of the building. Somehow the gov'nor chose to make a companion out of me, whilst gov'ness over there busy herself with her empire in the suns.
"I almost forgot what a food taste, Musa, back in the campaign, we would be served liquid ration with occasional starch" I took a look at him, and his plate was already cleaned
"You should try my cooking then, I cook better"
We let a simple laugh from the situation, from a soldier to another, from a human to another too. The door barges open and whom I thought to be Lucius emerge, escaping the feast.
"It's obnoxious inside, Rylanor, if you wish to see me, then don't, I'm heading to the nearest landing coordinate" and went he goes, somewhere place only he, gov'nor and gov'ness know. Something that I would not understand no matter how much gov'nor taught me.
"I have to agree with dear Lucius there" and speak of the gov'ness, and she shall came, looking at the horizon "they barely separate the nobility and the peasant"
I didn't mean to stare, but gov'ness wore something fine, something you'd see from paintings high in temple's ceiling, an ascendant of man. Looking carefully, it seems she wore old Nagorovian dress and modify it to suit her stature, or rather, her figure. She need not a corset, it seems.
"The food is delectable, Mother" Rylanor already took my plate without my knowing, something that I relent
"Every food is delectable when you are starved of them, dear Rylanor"
We all watched as a star suddenly rose at the horizon, perhaps something to do with Lucius and his departure. I suppose this is our future, being shackled by another uncaring emperor to fight the dangers of mankind.
"Say, Rylanor, but does that star seems approaching us?" and behind Lucius' ascend, a second star indeed looks as if its getting nearer. Just before I respond, nor gov'nor did for that matter, the air raid sirens blare and screech
"It is too late to dodge the missile, Mother, and I am the only one still wearing my armor, I would suggest taking a shield behind me" Rylanor easily stood and tower over us. I didn't even wait as I quickly take cover.
"Don't be ridiculous, Rylanor, these brutes couldn't even muster the technology to weaponize simple nuclear reaction" Rylanor didn't wait and cover me with his entire figure, and I just prayed that whatever nuclear is nor what reaction it cause would not be as devastating as I'd fear.
The moment of impact was blurry, but there was an apparent pain riddled to it, as the temperature rose akin to a sun blasting us with the heat. Like what was drilled into my head, I quickly wrap my entire face with anything, covering up the assuredly loud aftermath and the shrapnel flying around. I couldn't hear
And I wish I wouldn't hear
By the time the air around began to cool, my throat was hoarse, as if I have been shouting the entire time. It wasn't until I noticed the spasmic movement on my mouth that I realized, I have been barking around.
"At ease, gov'nor, at ease lads" I chanted
"It seems it was a nuclear explosion, Mother, albeit a primitive version of it" Rylanor seems to ignore my rant, addressing the gov'ness instead. He then release me, before coughing up liquids right at my face "apologies" he mumbles
"Be damned your humor, Rylanor" I hear the gov'ness, rasping in breath as I slowly gather my senses "Musa, you lived it seems" my eyes were blinking rapidly, due to the heat and the dust it caused "oh Rylanor, I apologized for your condition".
When my eyes fully recovered, I saw only desolation. No Man's Land was gentler than this, water and mud found refuge within them after all. But what I saw was beyond it, ruins and dry earth, trees and building charred, and people would likely evaporate. Peoples, on whom I was fighting with and fighting for, for two damned years. I couldn't take it anymore, first Maria and now this? Fate was far too cruel
Liquid barge through my mouth, followed close by every air in my lungs and waters in my eyes. There was no rythym, only that I was doing it in instinct, lying on all fours at the stairs near the gov'nor and gov'ness.
Only then did I brave to stand up, looking at them and the impact it caused. Gov'nor seems to be stuck in his place, unable to move as his hair rotted away and flesh melts to his armor. Now I understand why did he puke. The gov'ness was way less impacted, as her clothing burnt with the flesh on her skins, with her lying on her back.
"Cease your staring, Musa" she quickly commanded
"Yes ma'am" I quickly slap my cheek, a soldier need to finish his duties until the bitter end, and the enemy was no better after all "orders, gov'ness?"
"You're waiting for my orders?" she slowly sat herself, throwing out blood from her mouth while her arms sizzle and creates smoke "so it seems, help me get to one of landing coordinates" when she did sat, she saw her own legs, crushed from the debris of the railings and burnt to crisp "it seems I would have to relegate the matter of combat to you"
"Private Musa at the ready, gov'ness" so soon to serve this faraway empire, and my first duty is to escape the chaos that will ensue. And first, I need to find a cart or I will be carrying the giant on my back
"Musa, before you go" Rylanor rasp and wheeze as he reach for something, before he carved it with letters and numbers "you are familiar with latitudes and longitudes of your planet, I assume, and if not then you can ask Mother for direction" he gave me the knife, on which he have engraved numbers.
"And what will happen to you, gov'nor?" I took the knife and pocket it, then looking back at the gov'ness
"I will be fine, Musa, all I ask is that you deliver Mother there to the place, and rest assured that you will be awarded"
I ignore the last part, something about the futility in wealth and glory that I realized, living as a cook my entire life before becoming a soldier taught me that. I quickly strip my clothing, and though I have to face the cold soon, finding the gov'ness means of transportation is more valuable. I quickly wrapped the gov'ness legs with a shirt, then I cut another of my shirt into pieces before I wrapped it at her so I can carry her off, my suspender helped in holding her together too
"Something tells me I won't enjoy the journey" Fulgrim murmurs as she rest on my shoulder
"Be safe Mother, I pray that Musa will be sufficient to you"

I’m sure a vast majority of us go to Latin bars/clubs or just dance studios to dance, that’s obviously fine and common.
In my scene, some of the organizers of said normal studio social did a new thing to see how our community likes it. 4 months ago they started selling tickets to the social. The catch is, you don’t know where it is. Now of course it’s in the general area but it was a secret. You don’t find out until 24 hours before.
Over the coming months, they started posting some “previews”. It wasn’t much. It was just some clips of them driving through a wooded area, the lights on the roof, the horizon, very very vague.
I get an email 24 hours before with some longitude and latitude coordinates. I drive up to venue and it was a wedding venue with a farm/barn theme. The main area resembled a barn with hay around the sides with some tables. There was a small wooden dance area in the middle but many of us were content with dancing in the dirt. The dirt was like the base path of a baseball diamond so it was solid.
I just thought it was so unique and fun and breaks the monotony of bars/studio dances!!
Do you have any stories like that of a unique dance social event?!

Never really used Reddit before but I feel like it might help to get this of my mind. So yea my gf of about 6 months left me 2 weeks ago, we met at a mutual friends party in late November last year (we vaguely knew each other prior) and we really hit it off there was so much we never knew we had in common and I just was so attracted to her as a person like omg this girl is so unbelievably cool we have so many common interests and she is physically stunning and we start sending tic Toks and snaps daily and eventually she invites me over to watch some movies n chill and it went great we did this a few times as friends and I didn’t really wanna overstep because if we weren’t a romance I sure as shit wanted to be this girls friend cuz she was so fun and easy to talk to!
Anyways some time passes and we become closer and one night after a house party she kisses me for the first time and I was shocked I couldn’t stop smiling for weeks and from there on we just get closer and closer and one day I’m cuddling with her and I’m like “hey what are we?” And she’s all like I’m ur gf u idiot and I felt so warm in that moment like oh my gods bros I did it, we talked about relationships before and she kinda seemed like she didn’t want anything too serious and I was ok with that but she seemed to change her mind and want me as her bf and I wasn’t gonna complain I was honestly in love with this girl, but I have had rough breakups before and so has she so obviously I was a little worried that oh sht I’m venerable now but like I trusted her to be open w me and everything was going great.
Sometimes there would be weeks where she was too busy to meet and she’d let me know and I was ok with it I trusted her cause she was genuinely busy with work school and home and I knew that and always after these times passed on like school holidays we would pick up as if nothing happened.
But this term she grew distant almost avoidant anytime I tried to make plans I’d be shut down and after about a month of this I asked her “hey how are you doing I don’t ask enough” and she responded with “u don’t have to ask anymore, we haven’t been talking” and I was like yea because your always too busy to talk or see me and she agrees and says that she taught she was ready for a bf but she wasn’t and it’s mostly her fault for “shutting down on me” and all stuff like we want different things but all I want is her as a friend or a lover idk I just miss her but she just said she has nothing more to say and I’m just devastated now that she did this over text and doesn’t care act me enough to check in or stay in touch
One of her friends said she just didn’t have time for me between exams and work and that it isn’t my fault but I just feel so used and discarded I broke no contact I sent her a tick too I taught she’d find funny and she sent one back everyone’s telling me to move on and that it’s over and she won’t be back but I just don’t know a part of me hopes she’ll get back in touch after exams but a part of me knows that if she cared she wouldn’t of done this like this she spoke to me in class one day this week abt nothing in particular just abt the class but she did it so calm and normal as if nothing was wrong and I’m just so confused I want her back really bad

Ok so some background info. I've know this girl for coming up on 7 years and if I'm being honest it's awesome knowing this. Me and her get along very well to the point were we can honestly say almost anything to each other and not get uncomfortable and she pretty much laughs at any joke I make even when they're really stupid ones. She's a real big goof ball full of a whole lot of energy that I find to be really fun and beautiful at the same time but anyways to the point of this post.
So I've started catching feelings for her about a month ago after she was there for me through a rough patch in my life. It made me realize that I had hidden feelings for her because of how caring she is for people and just writing this makes my heart fill with happiness. So yesterday was my prom night and before we headed out to Prom we ate at El Napal with some friends to get ourselves some food before having a great night. While we were eating I was making some jokes that I felt didn't land quite right but no matter what she kept laughing at all my jokes and before we left she kept asking me how she looked and I was completely honest and told her she looked amazing, She looked absolutely beautiful in my eyes. Once we arrived at prom anytime I started to accidentally drift off from where she was she would tell me to come with her and she didn't let me live her side all night. She wanted me to be everywhere she was. At one point in the night she was asking me to grab some stuff for her even though all of her friends were around she only wanted me to get her things. After prom had ended we went back to my home school and had an After prom where again she wanted to do all the games with me. I know that from all of this it should seem like I should know if she likes me like how I like her but there are two problems. The first problem is that my ex really messed up my brain bad to the point where I'm scared to be wrong about all of this because she was really manipulative and controlling so I don't understand signals anymore and the other problem is that when I talk to her in person we could talk for hours but once we talk on the phone we don't talk a lot but if I'm being honest she tries not to be on her phone a lot and I've been trying to do the same so I think it might just be one of those situations where we can talk a million times better in person (like hearing each others voice and stuff like that) then we do texting. Something good though is that her friends like me because I don't isolate them out when they hangout around me and her because her friends are important to her and I wouldn't want to do anything to separate that.
Another little thing to add to this is that she wants to hangout with me all summer at a pool with her and I brought up the idea of me and her working part-times together over summer and she seemed to really like the idea.
My thing is that if she does like me the same way I like her then I would be over the moon with happiness but if she didn't I would still be happy just to have her in my life.
So here's my question, does she like me the way I like her, or is she just being really friendly around me?
(TL'DR) I like my friend and she seems to possibly like me as well but I don't know for certain due to past relationships messing up my head.

So I have more evidence of the duration of contact. She's 7 months married. 6.5 months pregnant. It started out sexual from his first words. Calling her sexy. Asking to video chat. She didn't, but deflected in a passive way. I know they transitioned to Snapchat after he asked to video chat and stopped using Instagram. ~3.5 yr gap from then to when they added each other on this latest instance of his Snapchat. Proof I nailed it on at least two counts in our previous talk when I told her that "I don't remember" isn't the defense she thinks it is. It's just harmful stonewalling and lying and I'm going to operate under the assumption: of the possible answers, it's the worst one. Don't remember how long it has been going on for? I take that to mean it's been the whole time. It happened before our relationship and never stopped. She acknowledged that he had asked for sexual pictures. I asked when he started that. "I don't remember." Well that just means that's the status quo. You don't have an event to point to because it didn't stand out. That's just the nature of your conversation. It's always been him pushing boundaries and asking for it. So when I ask what video she sent and she says "I don't remember?" When I ask what else she has sent and she says "nothing else inappropriate?" Well I don't have proof but I know what my gut feeling is. Let's not get into the "inappropriate" nature of the admitted venting to your ex who about our relationship problems... Time for another confrontation with newfound evidence to poke holes. Let's see if it's enough to trigger her to come clean now on the rest. She tries to minimize it. Reiterates that nothing else inappropriate was sent. I tell her that the whole thing is inappropriate and should have been shut down when it started in the way that it did. I asked what was exchanged on Snapchat. She said he asked for more but that she told him I'm married and don't want to do that. I pointed out that he was calling her sexy and asking to video chat and there's no hint of that sentiment in the months it took to move to Snapchat. All I see is (AP):"you're looking sexy" (WW) "thanks. you're looking good too!" and "Im 8 mo pregnant, tired, and don't want to be on camera." Nothing even vaguely expressing its inappropriate or that you want it to stop because you're married. Just quick on the draw when he asks to see that sexy belly or that cute face. Asking to video chat, a shared Snapchat username, and right on over to the platform designed for sexting. Either it's as you say, that you didn't care about him at all and just went along in the most passive way imaginable or you were an enthusiastic participant. I think it's the latter. She deflects and brings up me texting my ex at one point with a picture of our new baby. Also mentioned a girl I have on Snapchat. Turns out she must have snooped in my phone? Well she never mentioned it to me despite "it shaking her." Another example of a huge personality flaw of hers. No communication. She just bottled it up and used it as justification for eroding our marriage. If she had mentioned it at the time, it could have been addressed and put to rest. One benefit to living a clean life. I told her that my recollection of the nature of the conversation I had with her was that it was short, congratulating her on getting married and sharing that we had our daughter. That I haven't spoken to her since. As for the other one brought up that's a Snapchat friend, she is a childhood friend that was a few years younger and not an ex. Our parents worked together and our families hung out a lot. That she's in a happy long term committed relationship on the other side of the country and that I havent seen her since we were like 15 and 12. That we had previously talked in college and before our relationship about each others' relationships. Mainly to vent about ones that had ended or complain about the lack of options. At one point she was in one where he wasn't very committed and I told her she deserves better. I hadn't said anything during a relationship besides being happy and wishing her the same. This all being prior to our relationship. Since then it's pretty much just random pictures you send out to everyone like stuff our family is doing or of her and her SO/dog, but not engaging directly. So yeah, nice try at deflection, but these are wildly different actions. All this gives me the idea to go see if she's got her old phone around somewhere with old messages from before we dated. I had seen the stuff mentioned in the previous post, but had drawn a line back then to not look at anything from before we dated. I feel it's relevant now for texts with AP at least, to be an example of how they interact. Found it, and checked when she was away. Read their conversation history. Everything out of his mouth is sexual. Pushing for photos. Sending nudes. He was married at the time. She wasn't super cooperative at first, bringing up the wife, but still ended up sending nudes in response to his. About a year and a half before we got together, while she was between boyfriends, he asked to meet her at a hotel when she came back home for the holidays and she agreed. Later said she couldn't because she just started dating someone and wasn't the type of person to do stuff with two guys. Partial credit I guess? Still not a great look into the character of my wife to be comfortable as AP. Anyway. Stashed away the evidence. I did do some internet sleuthing and found the address, phone numbers, Facebook, etc of him and his wife. More on that later. In our conversations about him and their history together, she did mention that before we met, she was in a relationship where the guy was suspicious/jealous and was physically threatening (punched a wall next to her) and sexually assaulted her. That she had told the ex and he confronted the guy and made him back off. So there's a new aspect of trauma she hadn't shared fully. She had shared early on that she had a relationship with someone she was scared of who got jealous and started stalking her but hadn't shared the rest. She won't tell me his name which is probably good for my own continuing "not in jail" legal status, but fuck.... I can appreciate what he did for her and still think he's scum. I can understand the sense of owing him for that and wanting that as an option for protection, which lead to putting up with it despite not wanting to follow through (as she claims). That doesn't excuse continuing into marriage though. It's also fertile ground for an emotional affair if he's the confidant she talks to when things are rough. There's also the "well I've seen it already so it's not a big deal if you send more pictures" aspect that makes it easy to slip into that dynamic.
More to follow. I did however have a session with an IC thru talkspace which went well. She brought up BPD which after looking, I can't say hits on all counts but there's definitely a lot of overlap with the Petulant subtype.
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I just have to say..... I've seen lots of posts claiming Grenada is the friendliest Caribbean island. It's not that I doubted, but I've seen the same claimed for other islands and have just not found that to be true. My Lucian partner and I have a had a really, really hard last 2 years trying to find our footing and feel even remotely settled. We've been setting down roots on another island, despite having bad experience after bad experience with people taking advantage of our precarious situation.
He recently left to stay in Grenada for a few months solely to comply with the maximum allowed stay on the island we live on. Let me tell you, his experience in Grenada has turned our plans upside down.
In less than 2 weeks, he has been shown an overwhelming amount of kindness and generosity, more than I've ever seen in my life being born and raised in Canada or anywhere else I've lived. From the airport, he simply asked a man where the bus stop was and was immediately offered a ride into town. The man showed him stops along the way and explained the entire neighborhood to him. He then gave my partner his number and said to call if he needed anything and to drop by his bar anytime.
He has no running water at the house he's staying at and the trucks have filled basically every tank around him except his. This was making us consider trying to find a rental in the north of the island, but we quickly realized how much locals support each other through these times. He has been offered bottles of water, rides to go fill empty jugs, the use of toilets and showers from people who still have running water. This is all offered freely, he has never even had to ask for help, it's given within even a prompt.
Yesterday, he asked a shop owner about whether he had certain groceries in stock. The shop owner immediately asked, "you haven't cooked for the day? Here, want some of my food? I just cooked it." And gave a generous portion of delicious dumplings and salt fish.
Grenadians, this Canadian thinks you are absolutely amazing. I'm blown away and humbled by your eagerness to help even a stranger and I really hope I get an opportunity to join him on your beautiful island if he can find permanent work and housing. I know now that Grenada's reputation as the friendliest island is not only well earned but honestly even understated.

I was seeing this guy who was a bit out of my league last year for 3ish months. I'm pretty, but I'm not white. I'm funny, smart, educated, stylish, interesting. He is very well educated and well dressed and successful - we're both top 3 college, top finance job, etc. He's very tall and handsome too. He had mentioned to me many times while seeing each other hes very picky, hes into thinner women, and likes blue eyes.
I felt sort of honored because he chose to keep seeing me with all these criteria. (he had more). He complimented me a lot on physical and other attributes so I felt very confident with him.
However, I was also on medication those couple months that made me gain maybe 10lbs of water weight so my shoulders, arms, waist, legs were all noticeably puffier than normal. He never saw my normal. I got off the meds after we broke up.
He was always happy to see me about once a week for 3-4 months - he'd plan us a date and dress up all fancy and have me help him choose an outfit to match mine, he'd hold me so close wherever we went, couldn't let go of me in public. We'd stare into each other's eyes with love and I'd never felt so close to someone. He'd call me intimidatingly beautiful and he'd say he liked me.
He'd only take me out for 1 drink every time though, in his neighborhood, and we'd return back to his to sleep over, and he'd leave in the morning for work and not text for 3 days after. We'd text a lot of volume, but he'd only reply to my chunk of texts once every 24h or so saying he was a bad texter. I tried to get him to hang out on weekends or meet my friends once, and he was a bit dodgy.
Our last date we returned home - he carried me up his building's stairs and we almost went inside but he made it a point to avoid his friends b/c they were downstairs. So we entered to avoid his friends. I felt a bit off. I finally asked him what we are, b/c I was anxious, and he seemed so stressed and was like, "ah thats been on my mind recently too...what are we doing....I'm just truly not ready for a serious relationship since my ex, I can't even THINK about them right now" and I basically ran out crying and I've been broken over it every day since because I really loved and wanted him.
Well fast forward to now, I realize that 2 months after we broke up he had a new girlfriend hard launch him.
It shocked me to my core because 1. she looked like an IG model - gorgeous, blonde, blue eyes, stick skinny. And 2. Just the fact that he told me to my face he wasn't ready and then suddenly was someone's boyfriend, taking her home to his parents, I really trusted him with everything, and this broke me deeply. She posts them all the time together all over each other - on his lap everywhere, I would've died to spend time with him at their family home. I have been crying and panicking nonstop since finding out. I feel so ugly.
1. Do you have any advice to help me with this situation? I know he doesn't think of me or care, so I shouldn't, but I can't stop myself from wanting to scream and ask him why the hell he lied to me and if it was all fake between us.
2. How can I feel better about my weight? I normally am almost as skinny as his new girl, but I was really just super bloated and chubby when I was with him. I really want him to have seen the "normal real" me, with thin waist, abs, etc. I know that's so stupid, but I wake up every day upset about it. And I've been losing a lot of weight, and instead of being happy about it I just have a panic attack about him not having seen it.

My girlfriend has had 2 different relationships she’s been sexually active in, I dont know how to deal with it considering im still a virgin, I didn’t even know my girlfriend before her relationships so I guess what i’m asking is, is it fair of me to be angry/disappointed at her? Ever since she told me i think i lost feelings but i dont wanna lose her because shes genuinely an amazing person and shes so understanding and communicative, i need someone to tell me wtf to do because im seriously stuck here

I’ve been with my boyfriend for almost a year after ending a horrible loveless marriage about 2 years ago. When my boyfriend (55) and I (40) met, sparks flew and we hit it off immediately. I had already given up on the idea of having children after being stuck in an unfulfilling marriage so it was a surprise when my boyfriend and I learned we were pregnant with my first baby (he has 2 teenage children). During the duration of our relationship (much of it being pregnant), he has given me various nicknames including some that I find hurtful and rude. He’s trying to be funny and gives other people nicknames but I just wish it was something more endearing from him, especially being pregnant and carrying his child. Things between us have gotten more strained at we approached our baby’s due date, yesterday, and I can’t help but start to internalize his various nicknames. In the duration of our relationship, he’s called me “not too choosy floozy”, “mostly white woman” (I’m multiracial), “5/8 fiancée”, “incubator”, and most recently “almost MILF.” Not only does he call me these names but he’ll change how I am identified in his cell phone so these various names have come up at different times on his cell phone. I have told him that its offensive and hurtful, especially “not too choosy floozy” since I had recently been separated before meeting him. Right now, I feel like I’m losing autonomy in my pregnancy having had the due date come and go yesterday and I truly just feel like an incubator. There was some concern 4 days ago about decreased fetal movement and we called L&D triage who advised us to do fetal movement counts. The baby started moving more normally and has been pretty active since then but he was still upset and concerned about the decreased fetal movements, despite me telling him and trying to reassure him that I was feeling the baby actively move normally in the last few days. I also tried to get him to feel the movements but he was too impatient and didn’t feel what I was feeling. We had an argument last night and ended up going to get checked out at L&D triage to appease him and all the fetal heart monitoring and activity was normal. They checked my cervix which had no signs of dilation or effacement yet. I’m just not in early labor yet, which is what I also have been telling him, but I feel like things are progressing as expected with some BH contractions and low pelvic cramping but not consistent with any patterns. On the way home he basically told me he’s only worried about the baby and not what I’m feeling. So not only do I not feel heard and unsupported, I truly feel like I am just an incubator at this point. I feel like I’m stuck and not seen for who I am as a complete person and it feels so degrading, especially trying everything I can to be a good mom to our unborn baby. When it comes time, I don’t know that I even want him in the delivery room.

I was seeing this guy who was a bit out of my league last year for 3ish months. I'm pretty, but I'm not white. I'm funny, smart, educated, stylish, interesting. He is very well educated and well dressed and successful - we're both top 3 college, top finance job, etc. He's very tall and handsome too. He had mentioned to me many times while seeing each other hes very picky, hes into thinner women, and likes blue eyes.
I felt sort of honored because he chose to keep seeing me with all these criteria. (he had more). He complimented me a lot on physical and other attributes so I felt very confident with him.
However, I was also on medication those couple months that made me gain maybe 10lbs of water weight so my shoulders, arms, waist, legs were all noticeably puffier than normal. He never saw my normal. I got off the meds after we broke up.
He was always happy to see me about once a week for 3-4 months - he'd plan us a date and dress up all fancy and have me help him choose an outfit to match mine, he'd hold me so close wherever we went, couldn't let go of me in public. We'd stare into each other's eyes with love and I'd never felt so close to someone. He'd call me intimidatingly beautiful and he'd say he liked me.
He'd only take me out for 1 drink every time though, in his neighborhood, and we'd return back to his to sleep over, and he'd leave in the morning for work and not text for 3 days after. We'd text a lot of volume, but he'd only reply to my chunk of texts once every 24h or so saying he was a bad texter. I tried to get him to hang out on weekends or meet my friends once, and he was a bit dodgy.
Our last date we returned home - he carried me up his building's stairs and we almost went inside but he made it a point to avoid his friends b/c they were downstairs. So we entered to avoid his friends. I felt a bit off. I finally asked him what we are, b/c I was anxious, and he seemed so stressed and was like, "ah thats been on my mind recently too...what are we doing....I'm just truly not ready for a serious relationship since my ex, I can't even THINK about them right now" and I basically ran out crying and I've been broken over it every day since because I really loved and wanted him.
Well fast forward to now, I realize that 2 months after we broke up he had a new girlfriend hard launch him.
It shocked me to my core because 1. she looked like an IG model - gorgeous, blonde, blue eyes, stick skinny. And 2. Just the fact that he told me to my face he wasn't ready and then suddenly was someone's boyfriend, taking her home to his parents, I really trusted him with everything, and this broke me deeply. She posts them all the time together all over each other - on his lap everywhere, I would've died to spend time with him at their family home.
I have been crying and panicking nonstop since finding out. I feel so ugly.
1. Do you have any advice to help me with this situation? I know he doesn't think of me or care, so I shouldn't, but I can't stop myself from wanting to scream and ask him why the hell he lied to me and if it was all fake between us.
2. How can I feel better about my weight? I normally am almost as skinny as his new girl, but I was really just super bloated and chubby when I was with him. I really want him to have seen the "normal real" me, with thin waist, abs, etc. I know that's so stupid, but I wake up every day upset about it. And I've been losing a lot of weight, and instead of being happy about it I just have a panic attack about him not having seen it.

"Found Footage" as the name of the sub-genre of horror where the footage used to make the film is captured by the fictional characters inside of it, feels sort of limiting in and of itself. Though at the inception of the sub-genre, pretty much every film encompassed by it had a literal "found footage" story purpose, but often accompanied by many "mockumentary" segments to justify the showing of said footage that was found. Cannibal Holocaust, The Blair Witch Project and Paranormal Activity all did this in one way or another.
Now, several decades after the popularization of the medium, films in the found footage sub-genre either A - force in a narrative about how the footage was mysteriously recovered to justify the term "found footage", or B - completely ignore justifying the finding of said footage and just call it found footage, anyway.
My point is, though the term "found footage" may have once described the majority of the movies in the sub-genre in a term that was catchy and self describable, now, with the expansion of the sub-genre, it seems more like a mislabeling that could even give the wrong expectations to any potential viewer.
I have come to prefer the term "diegetic camera", likening it to terms like "diegetic music" referring to when music heard in the movie has a in-movie origin, like a radio. In the same way a diegetic camera would simply describe the use of an in-movie camera. This would not only encompass found footage movies, but also would eliminate the need to justify the term "found". This would also include so-called "screenlife" movies such as Searching, Missing, or to keep it in the horror genre, Unfriended.
I don't expect anyone to adapt this new term instead of found footage, I'd just like to hear your thoughts on it.

Hey guys, my name is Rosslyn and I live in Virginia. I have been raised here my whole life and I grew up with stories of all sorts of cryptids around here. Last night, however, was different.
My husband, Charlie, and I were out on a drive to his hometown in North Carolina. This place has maybe 2000 people if not less inhabiting, and it’s almost an hour from the nearest hospital. Growing up was odd here, he would tell me. He always said that you were never truly alone, but I always thought it was just the ghosts of hundreds of those who have passed roaming and curiously passing by. I’ve seen a few shadows here and there and i can say I’ve never felt alone, but also I’ve never felt threatened.
This time, we were driving there around 10 pm. There is this spot we like to sit at, and sometimes we need some time away to relax and enjoy each others company. The drive isn’t longer than 2 hours, and we like to take the scenic route around when it’s empty. He had mentioned how he knew this road he used to love to sit at, and at the end of it is a culdasac of trees. When we approached, we were both silent but now I know we were both experiencing the same feeling of “I’m not alone right now.”
That’s when I saw it. Behind the trees, lurking to not be seen, was a tall and gangly figure. I remember feeling petrified and when I caught it’s eyes, I glanced away. I told him to leave right then and there and later explained what i had saw.
As we continued to drive to his old neighborhood, we both continued to feel followed. His streets seemed to have a cast of darkness not typical on these nights. We turned to our usually spot and parked, at this point I had described to him what I had seen and we rolled down the windows to listen.
Silence. Fleeting crickets. Silence. I looked at him and felt that trickling fear of being watched. Again.
We hightailed it out of there and began our journey home, both of us at that point realizing that we are being hunted down. My husband knows how to take these roads and curves, but I can only imagine what would have happened if he took a curve too tight and we hit a tree.
At some point I glanced out of the window into the dark field next to us and I saw it running on all fours. I could feel it’s anger, I was NOT supposed to have seen it. At this point, I told my husband and he maneuvered us to a small little area with civilization; IE a hotel a few fast food places and a Walmart. He decided oddly to turn into the Walmart and park.
Wrong idea. We quickly realized we were being searched for and created a plan to escape. We both knew what was going on and we both knew we narrowly escaped death at that time. Looking into the eyes of your apex predator is feeling you’ll never forget.
we ended up escaping to home and i tried to lay down to forget it all, but quickly realized I am not okay. When I close my eyes, all I could see was it’s face staring back at me. The long white ashy snout with dark hollow eyes and a piercing grey middle to them. It was a tall and stood on both legs, it had a hunch and was terrifying skinny.
It was hungry.
My husband later mentioned he doesn’t know quite why, but the reason he turned down that street in the first place was he felt ‘called’ to go. I felt the same and I know that had we stepped out the car, had I not accidentally caught a glimpse into it’s eyes, we would be dead.
So that brings me to now, this morning. I just woke up after being haunted in my dreams of his eyes and face and I’m asking for help. My husband thinks I’m marked and that I can never return, but I don’t know enough to fully understand what’s happened to me.
Thank you for reading and please give me guidance if you can. May 19, 2024

In the beginning of her career you can tell the record company and manager had a hard time choosing how to launch her. They tried the 50s more vintage look and it didn’t take to much, they made it a bit more casual and hipster also not working, they tried the mod (teased hair, minidress, white boots) and still it was like “what is this?” It felt inauthentic because she never showed any personal interest in Mod. At most her vintage stuff felt more real but only because she had built her personality around tumblr and tumblr told her liking Dior, pink things and Breakfast at Tiffany was a full rounded personality. Imagine how hard they tried fitting her into an aesthetic that they even threw cat ears into the mix and made it her thing. Which let me start by saying that I have nothing against animal ear things, but it felt weird that she was a popstar in her 20s and they were pushing that. Then the bombshell diva (aka Mariah) still wasn’t enough. Parading in bandage dresses with Big Sean. But when they started paring her with rap/R&B stars that’s when people were like finally buying into her aesthetic. So they went full in. The things is… when TUN came out even I thought the Mean Girls video was cool. Yes it was cheesy but as a one off it would have been fun. But then she made the whole album and era around that. And then positions being the white revival, going for the whole Kennedy aesthetic. But with Eternal Sunshine this just feels like theft, and if she’s gonna do the gossip girl video, it’s even worse. That’s not even a cute call back anymore. Is like she just chose a film and decided to copy the whole vibe, the outfits everything. She did that with TUN live performance and The First wives club. It’s too much. This aren’t call backs or cute details. This is just not knowing how to build a theme on your own that doesn’t come from previous Intelectual Property. And … I think it goes back to the fact that she’s never had an authentic style. She’s just tried to find something people already like and re package it.

For the last 4 and a half months, I've been talking to this girl I met through Instagram. We haven't met in person. She lives in Vancouver and I live in England. We've spoken every single day since the beginning of the year and have gotten really close. But yesterday, she replied to a message of mine and because I'm getting scared of getting attached, I just heart reacted to her message and ended the conversation. Not in a bad way, but just so I could put an end to the conversation. Not because I don't like talking to this girl, but because I absolutely do. I have absolutely loved talking to her and getting to know her and definitely don't want to stop talking to her. But I feel it's better than inevitably getting her.
I (23M) don't have any contact with any family. I went through a lot of physical and emotional abuse from both my parents throughout all of my childhood. I never had any love in my life. I've never had a girlfriend. Every girl I've ever liked, they've always just walked out on me and never felt the same. I honestly have never received any sort of intimacy or love of that kind.
The reason I ended the conversation between this girl I've been talking to is because I am so scared of really falling for this girl, which will happen if we keep talking. I've never spoken to a girl for this long before, never had a girl tell me alot of the personal things she's told me. She's told me about her life, all her family and freinds etc. And I recently told her about my childhood and she was very supportive. And I just got scared of really falling for her. And if I do, I'm then just going to be constantly worrying that she's going to leave me or just stop talking to me. Those feelings are so scary for me. And then when she inevitably would stop talking to me, I'd feel so hurt and I'm so scared to go through that again. I can not go through that again. I just don't trust that anyone wants to stick around me and I can take people leaving anymore. And I thought that if could end the conversation before I got any closer to her, then I don't have to worry about getting hurt. I just don't know how I could trust that any girl would ever want me in their life when I've never had any sort of love like that. I would need to head it outloud because I wouldn't just know or feel it.
In all honesty, I already felt like I was just a chore for her to talk to and that I was just been annoying to her. Her responses would always be like 24 hours after I responded. It usually was always around the same time each day, so maybe that's just her set time to go on social media, but at the same time, after 4 and a half months of talking you'd think she'd put a bit more effort into replying if she really wanted to talk to me. It was getting hard knowing that every time I reply, I'd need to wait 24 hours or sometimes more to hear back. And another thing is that I think I sound ridiculous. This girl probably isn't even looking at any of this like this, it's just someone she's talking to online with no feelings. And then here I am getting scared I'm gonna fall for her because I've never had this sort of relationship. So like I honestly don't think me ending the conversation is even gonna effect or bother her. She isn't going to miss talking to me or anything or even reach out or message me first now. I know she won't. Because it probably didn't mean to her what it was meaning to me. So this is why I just got scared and just ended the conversation.
I was thinking that maybe if I don't text her for her a while it might give her a chance to miss talking to me. Do I wait for her to message me again first or message her? I really don't know and just don't want to get hurt again.

I(28f) have been best friends with 3 girls (all 28f) since 15. We're really close since high school and despite me studying abroad for college for a year, and now one of us works overseas, we're still pretty tight until recently.
One of us is getting married at the end of this year. I used to be a lot closer with the one who now works overseas, but since she went abroad 2 years ago, I've been much closer with the one about to get married. Obviously I know she's stressed about all her wedding planning. But recently, I feel that she's very dismissive about a lot of things outside of her. When I told her about my work problems, mostly how my clients kept changing their design and drove me crazy, she looked so disinterested and gave one word response before switching back to talking about her in-laws who don't want to follow her wedding dress code.
There was one night where she called me to complain about similar things about her wedding, and I was fully on her side wanting to support her. When she was done venting (complete with me agreeing and giving feedbacks btw), or at least I thought she was done, I started talking about my problematic relative too that recently caused drama in my family. She completely zoned out and didn't respond. I thought she hung up and had to multiple times asked her if she's still there and she just kept saying "yea sure".
Just now I shared in the group chat about this guy (33m) I matched on bumble seemed creepy. We had a nice talk and all until he asked me if I'm on ig, and gave me his instagram cause he said he's not on the app a lot. I had not given him my ig, but I got a request from someone reacting on my recent story; it was his account. Came to find out, this guy's been following and DM-ing me since August last year, been reacting and replying my stories a lot. I never knew cause he's one of 20 ish other requests I never checked. Of course now I'm a bit creeped out cause I never put my socials on dating app. And the fact that this guy asked me what I do when he'd replied my story about my work some time in January, or asked where I'm from when he'd replied my story when I ate at a restaurant here back in Dec, giving me other food recs around it; like the whole thing was just so bizarre and creeped me out. Our other 2 friends agreed with me this is creepy behavior, but my bride friend said "you're being too sensitive right now cause you're on your period. He's just shy, give him a chance. He can't tell you he's been stalking you now can he? Lol that sounds way creepier". Woman to woman, how tf do you pull "on your period" card?
When we called our friend overseas to catch up, same thing happened. She told us she just broke up last month and how hard it's been for her to not think about him or text him. Our bride friend here literally told her "then don't think about it." Great advice really, especially to someone who just said she can't help thinking about it a second ago. Of course our friend overseas lashed out, and said the wrong things like "you've never really been heartbroken from love so don't tell me how to feel, you don't know what pain from love feels", to a woman who's about to get married. Which then led to our bride friend complaining to me saying our friend overseas is being too sensitive about everything. Imo, both of them were a b**h to each other, and I told them both the same thing. Bride didn't think she was, said she was just trying to help.
I get that she's stressed about the wedding and has problems with her in-laws. But does she need to dismiss all our problems like that? Now I'm not gonna tell her anything about my life anymore until her wedding is over. I'll just support her when she needs to vent. But if I start doing that, it means our friendship will be one sided. I'm not sure that's the kind of friendship I wanna have for long. What should I do to save this friendship? Is she right? Am I being too sensitive about it all and should put the focus more on her since this year is a big year for her?

So I made a huge theory on the Reacher reddit page about a theory I had for thier last season and was completely wrong. So I fully accept this is probably wrong too. But my theory for how things will play out for Eloise's story is I think SHE is going to end up with Lord Debling. And I think Cressida will be the late wife.
So I've read the book and I understand that in the books Eloise ends up with Phillip Crane and that in the show they have introduced a character by that name with an unhappy wife. So maybe the show will still follow the books either in the 4th season or more likely the 5th, as I think this season will end with Benedict's heart broken by his current trist and that will then lead to his story for season 4. I think the show will deviate from the books however, since Lord Debling is a studier of nature, as Sir Phillip is in the book. I think that Cressida is attracted to Eloise and Part 2 of season 3 will have that revealed, that is why Cressida's father doesn't want her around "that Bridgerton girl" I think he knows she has that attraction to the same gender and specifically Eloise and we wants her to find a husband. I don't think Eloise will reciprocate Cressida's feeling and that will cause part of Cressida's depression that later leads to her demise. I think Lord Debling and Cressida will get married as she was the other main woman vying for him other than Penelope, so maybe Lord Debling and Cressida will settle for each other and we might hear a snippet or 2 of them during season 4, just that they got married and she's pregnant (with twins 😉) and that he is away on his trip. This loneliness and possibly post partem depression will lead her further towards where she will pass. Eloise has had more interactions with Debling than she has with the shows Sir Crane just by being present for all the Penelepe and Cressida shenanigans and if Cressida has feelings for Eloise and Eloise didn't reciprocate it would make sense for Eloise to feel maybe guilty for Cressida to kill herself and prompt Eloise to write Lord Debling. In the books Marina Crane was a relative of Eloise while in the show, that Marina was a cousin of Penelope. So it wouldn't be unheard of for the show to deviate from the books.