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My best friend told me she is pregnant today. What is the etiquette? Do I buy her a cute baby gift? Obviously I'll throw her a shower eventually. I want to be involved but not over bearing. How can I assist without it being too much or overwhelming her in anyway?

I am 31F and dating a 34M. I live in a city and he lives with family in a small rural town one hour away. He has 3 siblings, 2 sisters. The eldest sister lives a 17 hour drive away.
We have been dating 2 years. I was invited to his older sisters baby shower in January, which was 17 hours away. I was offered a ride with his younger sister and aunt but declined and sent a gift, as I was so wiped from the holidays and would have to take off work. I was also not confident about my ability to socialize for so long and I didn’t know them very well, I know my social battery is low and I would be probably mute because I just am not very social and it would be a long time together. My boyfriend wasn’t going. I’m not sure if his older sister holds that against me or not.
Yesterday I was invited to his nieces birthday, I went early Saturday, it was an hours drive away. It was nice except his mom who has mental illness and recently divorced their dad came and no one expected that, and my boyfriend and her don’t get along. I had only met his mom one other time almost 2 years ago. My mom also has mental illness so I understand. I have nothing against her!!! I would love to get along with a future in law. But when my boyfriend and I walked in I said hi, and she looked at us and said to my boyfriend, “I am not a stalker” and walked away, and it was pretty awkward.
His older sister and her husband and their new baby flew in to come to the party!
So anyways the party was fun and lovely. I found out there was a wedding reception of his cousins that night. I had no idea about it, I thought my boyfriend and I would go back to my place Saturday night and spend Sunday together like always. But I said I’d go and I went and bought an outfit in his town and went to the reception! It was nice, it was for someone on his mom’s side of the family which I’d never met!
His sister told us at the reception that their mom said I gave her a dirty look, which I didn’t or didn’t mean to! She didn’t say it like she believed I did, but like their mom was starting drama. But their mom is ill and has a lot of negative thoughts about everyone. But it made me feel bad :(
I was feeling shy at the reception, and didn’t dance until the very end to one song awkwardly. His older sister was trying to get my boyfriend to dance, but he wouldn’t, and she said he always does, and it seemed like she was thinking that he wouldn’t dance because I was there, because I didn’t want to. I felt bad.
I was quiet a lot, I think I came off as not wanting to be there? I don’t know! I hope not. But I find socializing hard and I feel I put my foot in my mouth several times.
SO his older sister who flew in found out about a graduation party the next day, Sunday, and invited us all. And also they decided they are going out for their dad’s birthday Sunday evening. His sister invited us and it was sooo loud in the reception I wasn’t hearing everything of what people were saying. My boyfriend said we might be able to make it to the grad party, and I was like yeah I think so I think, but it might have seemed I didn’t want to, but I hope not. They were like, how far is it to your house? How long of a drive tonight and tomorrow?
So when we left the reception, his older sister was like, you guys should come, I hope to see you there. I thought I saw her roll her eyes at me for being noncommittal. I talked about it with my boyfriend after and said I’d like to go. I really have no idea who the grad party is for and don’t know if my boyfriend wants to go to that, but I definitely want to go to his dad’s bday dinner.
I just felt like his sister was not liking that she felt I didn’t want to do these things tomorrow. I kind of don’t want to but totally will. I hate that I seemed like I didn’t want to. I just had a really rough week at work working overtime and my work is abusive and I’ve been looking for another job, and Saturday day is my chore day but I was at the birthday party, I haven’t gone grocery shopping or done laundry. Which whatever.
TLDR: Why am I like this? I believe I have offended his family and made them not like me. I don’t feel like a very likable person. I typically like to know plans ahead of time but don’t want to turn down these invites, I will go and want to make a good impression. Please help me get my head straight.

I slept fine, I didn’t fall asleep so nicely. I don’t know why, I felt perfectly adequate all evening and then bam I cry myself to sleep. I don’t know how or why, and I didn’t even cry over anything in particular it was just any and everything. And I just kept crying and crying, like a baby. I had to switch pillows twice because I drenched it, but I got to sleep on my favourite pillow by the time I was almost asleep thankfully. I can be so picky with pillows, another thing mum tends to call me, even to this day - the princess and the pea. Or rather she likens me to her… I can’t entirely say I disagree tbh. I just like things a particular way, not all things, I can be relaxed about plenty, but there are some things I just to be just so. My pillows when I sleep for example, how the dishwasher top rack is stacked etc. Entirely inconsequential things really. But anyway. I didn’t fall asleep so nicely. I woke up feeling better, still a bit sad but nothing I couldn’t ignore.
It’s now 12:58pm and I’ve done next to nothing. I’ve been watching BT, I’m not writing the name of the show because I feel like that might be search heavy at the moment? So I’ve been watching that, I’m midway through the third episode now and there are four out so far. I’ve also painted some of my lil clay things with primer. And that’s about it. I really need to clean and tidy my room but the idea of it… ugh. I don’t want to :(
I’m loving BT so much. I like the stories and characters and stuff, but I mostly love the sets and costumes. They’re just so luxuriously opulent and uggghhhhhhh I want to just stare it all. Sometimes I wish they would clear out the cast and just give us a tour of the rooms and show all the details of the gowns. But like I learned in therapy, beauty is something I value highly, not in a vain way but in the way I utterly adore beautiful things whether it be a stunningly ornate wallpaper, a sparkly bead encrusted gown or even a leaf that is the perfect shade of green. I just love it all and it brings me so much joy, more than I realised now that I’m conscious of this value of mine. But the BT house itself, particularly the drawing room ommmmgggg. The blue? I think it’s called wedgewood blue from memory, with the creamy/white detailing. And all the light streaming through. It’s so dreamy. And it makes me love my blue and white bedroom more. And the gowns!!!!!!! I wish I could roll around in them, they’re so sparkly and detailed and beyond beautiful. Particularly the ones crusted in beading and with the luxurious silks and satins and velvets and taffetas and organza and all of it. And the colours! It’s all so dreamy. I don’t overly love the style of a lot of the gowns, that sort of empire line, mainly because it only looks good on women with fewer curves and a flatter chest, they can look gorrrrrrrgeous in them. But otherwise if you have any kind of cleavage it looks so weird and bleh. I love Penelope so much, she’s always been a favourite character and she honestly deserves the very best. And Colin definitely got a glow up prior to this season. His brown coat is so delicious. I’m beginning to wonder if I should read the series…? I do love a lil historical romance. Anyway I don’t even Penelope and Colin to end up together, I mean Lord Debling is so lovely and Colin is off sleeping with hookers… like? Then again I know I am wrong in how I think and feel about all of this. I know I have expectations ghat are unfair, I mean maybe not for everyone but if I’m nothing special and therefore not enough then can I criticise. This doesn’t make sense. Anyway. Actually nevermind I just watched the fourth episode and I am very much Team Colin. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!!!!!!!! But now I have to wait for part two in mid June :(
I’m going to the office tomorrow. I don’t want to. But oh well. I’m going to make a concerted effort to get back in twice a week - I’ve been slack with it and it doesn’t help me become better. Leaving the house more is important, so this shall be one of the ways. I’m also going to get some new sneakers and a walking jacket so I can go for walks more regularly. I’d like to go several times a week, but I’ll work up to that. I love my walks, I love them a lot but I just get filled with every negative emotion when I go for them around my house, to the point I’ll start having tears running down my cheeks or shaky trembly hands - it’s pathetic. I think environment is everything, and purpose. When I walk pups at my parents I don’t feel these things, I’ll be a little anxy but nothing I can’t manage. But here? It’s so hard. It’s so stupid I know. But I love walking, I feel better when I do it regularly, so I shall keep forcing myself to do it until I feel okay about it. I know this is what I have to do, but the way it makes me feel inside… it never feels worth it. To be 20 minutes walk from home and feel on the verge of a panic attack is NOT a good feeling and it only makes my panic worsen. So baby steps. I’ve been considering on and off moving to a different area, I think I would feel more comfortable in other areas, I don’t know why I don’t here but I don’t. But moving elsewhere is no different to running from problems so I will sort it out here.
I broke his little bowl. I didn’t mean to :( I feel kind of upset about it, it’s been two weeks in the making with time to shape, dry, prime and I was doing a final layer of primer pre paint and my stupid finger went through the base. So I guess it would never have been a good present anyway because it broke so easily. But I bought a really pretty coloured paint because I thought he might like it and I just feel upset. I showed him it, idk why, I just messaged him a picture of it now and I already wish I hadn’t. I shouldn’t have even made anything for him in the first place, he’s made it abundantly clear he doesn’t care for homemade things - cards, presents, whatever. If he did like them he would comment on them, and he never does, so maybe it’s a good thing this broke. I just like sharing things with him, like when I draw and I like a tree I’ve drawn I want to show him, except I don’t because I’m utterly rubbish at drawing and it makes me look like a five year old. I at least appreciate his honesty, or transparency rather. It means I can understand what he does and doesn’t like. I just think his likes don’t mesh with my like of making homemade cards and presents. It’s not like I only give him that though. Anyway it doesn’t matter, plus it’s probably better for me to not share things like this given I don’t have any skill or natural talent with it. Just because you enjoy something doesn’t make you good at it.
I don’t feel so great this afternoon, mood wise.
I’ve done the absolute bare minimum with my room, and the bar was set very, very low today. I tidied the floor up a bit, I made my bed, did a lazy tidy of my vanity desk thing.. that’s about it. I’ll do more across the week.
I feel.. detached today. This afternoon, rather. I know I love my family, Andy, puppy… etc. I just can’t feel it. I know it’s all in there, but I feel detached and I can’t reach it. This isn’t unusual, I just always try to describe the feeling and always fail. I think knowing I care but not being able to feel myself care sums it up as well as I’ll ever be able to.
I found a little notebook of my early days of therapy, well with this current one, maybe not that early actually but idk. It was just me writing down who I am. The first is “I am a human” because I had to start with the basics. The last line is “I try my best to be friendly” - I think I will continue with this. No one really comments much on me so I will just write it as things feel write. From memory it was also a way to force myself to speak more kindly to myself, ie I am a woman vs I am a monster. And things like I’m generous, I love animals, I am quiet, I try to be patient, I love romance, I appreciate attention to detail, I like to care for others, I am a homebody, I love reading etc. And then scattered amongst it was some honesty, like I can be a control freak, I am quite particular about some things, I am indecisive, I am sensitive etc. And then next to I am a friend I have a question mark. But I want to continue writing these things, I think it’s helpful when I feel lost in myself to be able to read through a list of things I’ve written and be reminded. That sounds so silly to not know who you are sometimes, but sometimes I just feel so unbelievably lost and unmoored from everything, even myself. So I’ll write all the good things, and the bad. I’ll write things that I like, things that I don’t. I’ll write things I want in my life, things I feel like I should want but don’t, things I shouldn’t want but do etc etc etc. It’ll be a little tiny notebook of everything me. I wonder if sometimes it’s possible for me to get any lamer? Unlikely.
I’ve been thinking about stopping journaling here more and more. I get more out of posting it here, it feels like a release, like I’m letting all the thoughts go which is especially helpful with my negative ones, I don’t know.
It’s 5:23pm. I need to wash and blowdry my hair, as it’s still damp in the morning lately. I need to have something for dinner, I guess. I’ve been struggling with eating lately, I feel so ugly and it makes me not want to eat and then that sets off a bad string of things. I’ll have something little, vegemite toast maybe. I need to pack my bag for tomorrow. And that’s it.
I feel better after a shower and chat with Andy, I still feel not good but he perked me up on the outside. He makes me laugh so much :) It’s kind of weird to think I’ll be living long term in Australia, like I’ve always intended on living there - until my mental health and covid messed things up a little for me timeline wise. But to think I’ll maybe say Australian things…? That I’ll say thongs? And I definitely will because I cave quickly, like I was only in the UK two years and I said crisps and trainers and I still do to this day, which I’m actively trying to stop. I wonder what my accent would sound like after like ten years… I really doubt I’d ever lose my accent. It’s funny how I do probably sound a bit different when talking to him versus my mum. I just talk more softly with him, I naturally do anyway to the point I have people comment semi regularly on how soft spoken I am, but idk, I don’t even mean to speak to him a certain way, I just do? And then he hears me talking to mum and I probably sound like I’m wearing Jandals and stubbies while loading up the ute as I prepare for a tramp in the bush. Christ. I do love being from here though, in theory I would rather we live here than Australia, and never say never… but it makes more sense to be there. I don’t really have anyone here other than my parents whereas he has family and friends and his payments and all of it. I don’t really have any ties here. Anyway.
I get to spend time with him tonight :) Night night

Occasionally on the show there are some god-tier single performances that mostly just serve to enhance the total shittiness of the primary four characters. Timmy “Double Dip” at the funeral, Jerry’s scorned lover Mary at Elaine’s baby shower, and Seth, Jerry’s college acquaintance who blows off an important meeting to go to lunch with someone he only knew through Moochie. Who else brought an unnecessary level of actorly craftspersonship to their one-and-done appearances?

I have a deeply complicated relationship with my parents. Tbh, recently lang nagkaroon ng peace ung household namin. And ang pinaka naging turning point is me admitting to my parents na I'm struggling with my mental health. They didn't believe me ofc. They told me lahat ng nasa list ng don't ever tell someone struggling this. Ako pa ung naguilty bec after telling this to my parents, na-ospital nanay ko due to her heart condition. And yes, ung stress niya sa akin ung naging rason.
Eventually, after sooo many long talks, therapy, and an unfortunate stay sa psych ward, we were able to establish a relatively peaceful relationship na. Alam kong baby steps pa din and all of us are still healing pero at least hindi na nagkakasakitan. Kahit na ganun, I love my family more than anything. Hindi sila perfect pero ako din naman hindi perfect. At least we are all trying na diba. And at the end of the day, we have more happy moments than negative ones.
Anyways, ayan ung surface level context ng dynamics ko with my family. I'm not straight pero ofc hindi alam un ng parents ko. Only my brother knows. To be honest ulit, I was fully prepared na never mag come out sa parents ko. Ayoko maging rason ulit na ma-ospital nanay ko, lalo na ngayon she's diagnosed with cancer. I've accepted that and I don't mind. Ngl, I even accepted na maging single ako forever kasi I know unlikely ko mapapakilala sa magulang ko ung partner ko.
Pero eto ako ngayon, with a partner na nasasad dahil hindi ko siya mapakilala. My partner is fortunate to have understanding parents. Pero nagkaroon kami ng miscommunication at the start of our relationship. Akala ko naintindihan niya situation ko with my parents. Pero hindi pala. Now nagiging cause of away namin ung topic na yan. My partner thinks it isn't right na hindi ko siya napapakilala and in an ideal world, tama naman siya. But then there are some things na ayoko i-risk. Ayoko bumalik ulit na iniiwasan kong umuwi ng bahay kasi nasasakal ako sa loob. I only have a handful of friends, and hindi always may natatakbuhan ako kapag nasasakal ako sa bahay. Unlike my partner na if nag-away sila ng parents nila, may long list siya ng pwedeng takbuhan para lang makapahinga.
Aside from that syempre ung guilt ko sa nangyari sa nanay ko. I don't think I'll ever get over that kahit napatawad naman na ako ng nanay ko about it. I will never risk that again. Di bale na ako ung magdusa.
My partner asked if hindi ko ba siya nakikita sa future ko. And I do. I truly love my partner a lot. Pero at the same time, nappressure ako kasi if ayoko daw magcome out, at least man lang magplano ako one day. And sorry naman if I'm not the type na mag-iisip ng ganyang plans, kasi sobrang natatakot ako kapag iniisip ko na feel ko babalik akong psych ward if inisip ko. I want to say na problemahin ko na lang if nahuli kami, pero ayaw din naman ng partner ko na ganun.
Sobrang nalolost lang talaga ako na I'm thinking ulit na maybe people like me dapat single na lang talaga for life. Maybe fated ako to be alone, para wala akong nasasaktang iba. If na-accept ko un before, I think i can accept it ulit ngayon.
Edit: I forgot the add that my parents, although not outright homophobic, are tolerant at best. They are tolerant because they don't exactly deal with them. Having a child that's not straight is another thing, though. My mom once cried to me because she feared that my brother will actually turn gay if I teased him too much.

Hi all!
I never actually had a baby shower and only been to one myself that didnt really have much entertainment but I am hosting one for my best friend.
It will be around 12-15 girls and we’ll be having it at the main area of the restaurant. I saw quite a few game ideas for baby showers in Pinterest but would like something that won’t be embarrassing or would require doing anything weird - future mum wouldn’t be into that especially in a public place.
Could you share some ideas of what you did at your baby shower or maybe something you did at someone elses that you enjoyed?

Hi all, my baby is on one nap and usually an absolute JOY in her wake windows. She caught a cold from the day care stay and plays we attended (note to anyone… teething “sniffles” aren’t a thing 🙄) and has been sneezing out snot for 2.5 days. She’s loving the steam showers though 😂😂 Today her sleep has been odd - the first 2 days of sickness she just did normally other than calling out in her sleep a bit. I fully embrace the idea of leaving her to sleep and threw any sort of schedule out the window (I go off time/cues usually) and she’s done this; 7:20 wake (12 hrs overnight) 10-10:30 fell asleep nursing. Woke herself 1:20-4 cot nap - and yes I checked on her 4 times 😅
Bed is usually 7 on a normal day…I’m guessing I just go off her cues again? How do sickness related long naps affect bedtime for others out there? She’s clocked 15 hrs of sleep since yesterday now and I’m like 🤨

Hi - I'm not sure if I'm undeover reacting but I would like other's opinions.
For context: June 2023 I had my first seizure right after having a baby. Mid October I had nocturnal TC's and ended up in the ER twice because they couldn't get them to stop. End of Nov I had more nocturnal TC's and again ended up in the ER twice because they couldn't get them to stop. 2 weeks ago I had a TC in the shower. Again they just kept happening and woke up in a Neuro ICU 2 days later.
I have a pretty good job but I have to travel now and then. I'm starting to get a little nervous about losing my job after others here have shared their stories. All my seizures (minus the birth one) have been happening a week or two before I have to travel. I have another trip scheduled in almost 2.5 weeks. I'm a little unsure on going. On one hand I think I will be fine - the show must go on right? My Neuro thinks if I make it a month, I should be fine. On the other hand my seizures have been known to not stop and I'll be in a hotel alone. Is it the right move?
What would you do?

So I basically married a man who I thought would be the love of my life. We fell pregnant pretty instantly after starting to date. I wanted a life with him all the kids and the family. It progressively has gotten worse. He got into sissy porn, buying masturbation devices behind my back, he even went as far to download a gay app and planned to meetup with a trans woman to have sex. They even planned on inviting a girl to have a threesome. After that event I lost pretty much all respect for him. I forgave him for it. He blamed me said it was because all we had been doing was arguing. Mind you, I had my baby shower 4 days before he left to go on this trip, and he didn’t even show up to his own son’s baby shower. It’s been a nightmare of a time but he apologized and said he wants to make things right and that he messed up really bad. Whatever. Gave him another chance. We moved into a house together. I’m 5 days overdue, baby can be here at any moment. We’ve reached a point in our relationship now where he doesn’t go places with me, won’t ride in a car with me, if I’m driving the car he’s constantly complaining saying how I’m a terrible driver, he never takes me out on dates or asks me to go anywhere with him, he doesn’t want to go to the park with me, doesn’t want to take our dog on walks with me, doesn’t even want to sit and chill on the couch with me cause once I start talking he tells me to be quiet and to leave him alone. I’m pretty sure he’s just giving absolutely no effort at this point, and I keep enabling it and staying out of my love for him. A lot of it has to deal with us about to have our first baby also. Speaking of, I paid for us to attend birthing classes and he only went to 2 of them. Argued with me the entire way there too made it seem like it was unnecessary for him to be there. Anyways. I can’t help but want to seek out other male attention at this point because I am So neglected by my husband during such a vulnerable part of my life. My question is though, what MEN out there would date a woman who just had a child? Is there anyone who would even consider? I’m not even necessarily looking for something super serious. It’s mainly just some sort of flirting, sexting, affection, hugs, company, going out and doing fun things etc. (I’m speaking in terms of whenever I have my baby, after I separate from my husband and give it some time)
I just don’t know anything about the dating world with children. I feel very deprived of love and affection. My husband has acted out many times and I’ve stayed. I can only think at this point of doing the same back to him. I know FWB is a thing, how do men feel about that with a woman who has a child? I guess this post would be seeking advice/support. Cause I’m just a mess at what to do right now.

AITA- My family and I have always had issues, particularly with my dad. I'm turning 20 soon, and in February, I asked my dad about having a birthday dinner. He's always struggled with dates, so I confirmed the date with him multiple times through various means. He assured me it was okay each time. To accommodate him, I didn't invite my maternal grandpa and step-grandma because he doesn't get along with them, nor my mum or maternal grandma to avoid him feeling 'outnumbered.'
I live with my maternal grandpa and step-grandma while at college, which my dad isn't happy about, even though it saves money. Since my brothers likely couldn’t make it due to work, I invited my maternal grandpa and step-grandma after clearing it with my dad. He disliked it. During this conversation, he mentioned he was working on my birthday and couldn’t attend, despite his previous confirmations. Upset, I went to my mum's house to cool off.
A few days later, I visited my dad’s house to see my younger brothers. My dad was rude to us, so I left and texted him to cancel our camping trip. We've always gone camping, but this year was special because we planned to go in May and do a hike we've wanted for years. Given his rudeness and lack of apology, I felt it wouldn’t be fun anymore.
In response, my dad blew up about me missing the last seven Christmases. When I was younger, Christmas was split between my parents, but from age 14, I could choose where to spend it. Often, my dad had work and didn’t make plans, so I went with my mum to visit family. I always spent time with him during the holidays, just not always on Christmas Day. Despite this, he still holds it against me.
Now, we're arguing over text. It's not about him missing my birthday but his lack of remorse for messing up again. I've given him several months' notice and even considered not inviting my grandparents for his sake. This pattern has happened multiple times: he almost missed my high school graduation, dinners, dance recitals, concerts, and even needed coaxing to attend his niece's baby shower. I'm frustrated because I’ve tried everything, but he only seems to be mad about me not spending Christmas with him when I was younger. AITA?

I’ll never understand why women are religious. I understand why men are, after all, they are the gods. They are the superiors and we are just the r*apebait, baby making slaves right?
Religions women disgust me. No self-respecting man would ever follow a religion that only/ mainly has female gods, that worships females, that calls females the creators, that has a “father” but can never acc mention that father, that constantly says that they are inferior to women, that men were the cause of the original sin/ that they are rhe root of evil cuz 1 (made up) “person” messed up and now everyone born their gender will have a painful and fucked up life, and so on and so forth. So why do women do it?
This is one of womens’ many flaws imo. Too forgiving. And because of that, i think that religions are right in saying that women are “obedient”. More men are atheists than women. It should be the other way around but women just wont leave this toxic relationship.
Im south asian. Almost all my family is hindu, and i sort of practised it too until i was about 10, then became an atheist. I am 19 now and have everlasting trauma and self-hate from those 10 years and just learning more about the different religions makes them hate them and my self more and more and more and more.
There is a ceremony that some people preform when a girl gets her first period. Absolutely barbaric and this was my breaking point to making me become an atheist. It’s basically am advertisement and it’s lowkey pedophilic cuz the whole idea of it is that they invite everyone and basically say “i have a daughter who can now have kids. So men, come up, and take a gander at her”. Basically saying that this 7-12 yr old is old enough for marriage and to have kids. And it just gives off “if she’s old enough to bleed, she’s old enough to breed” vibes.
And ofc men dont have anything this humiliating cuz why would they? Men actually have DIGNITY in this world that tries to shame, belittle and degrade women from the time we are born!
Oh and also right after i got it. Like the second after i got my first one. My stupid mom called all of her family and told them even when i told her not to. NO RESPECT FOR ME
I never did this stupid thing. I had to fight my parents to not do it and i dont regret what i did. BUT after not doing it, people (random ass family members mainly) would COME UP TO ME AND ASK ME IF I “WAS NORMAL” … NORMAL. THAT IS THE EXACT WORDING THEY USED. ASKED ME IF ANYTHING WAS “WRONG” with me! The answer is no. BUT WHY IS THAT ANYONES BUSINESS. WHY SHOULD MY BUSINESS BE SHARED TO ALL THESE PEOPLE WHO I DONT EVEN KNOW LIKE THIS? Like even if i did have endo or didnt get a period for whatever reason or whatever, THAT WOULD NOT MAKE ME “not NORMAL”. Do we treat anyone else with other diseases/ illnesses like this?! Do we tell people with cancer that they are “not normal”. NO BECAUSE THEY DONT CONTROL THAT (not in every case). They for the most part have condolences and best wishes. but the SECOND it is something that affects cis women, SOCIETY SHAMES THEM INSTEAD OF RESPECTING THEIR PRIVACY OR SHOWING THEM PITY OR CONCERN OR GIVING THEM USEFUL/ WANTED ADVICE
When you are on you period, you are “unclean” and apparently spread cooties or something idk. Just such childish thinking. Cuz ive had family members Litterally SNEEZE AND COUGH IN FOOD or cough without covering their mouths and my mom turns a blind eye to it. Defends them. Says theres nothing wrong and that they are not “actually sick”. But BUT …. If i am on my period and want to touch my own clothes in my own closet. Or if i had just finished my period and haven’t showered yet and go to touch my clothes, TELL ME WHY MY MOM THROWS A HISSY FIT TANTRUM GOING OFF ABOUT HOW IM “CONTAMINATING” all mu clothes and that everything ive touched now had to be washed ?!?!!?!!!?!!???? GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
YELLS AT ME FOR GOING TO THE KITCHEN IN MY OWN HOUSE. YELLS AT ME FOR PASSING THE PRAYER ROOM TO GET TO MY OWN BED ROOM. Like she knew she was raised like this and that she would do that to me. Should have just had an abortion (im from canada) the second she found out that i wasn’t a precious, clean baby boy , but instead am a dirty, impure female.
UK WHAT, just search up what “period huts” are on google 😀 and all the LITTERAL DEATHS THEY CAUSE CUZ PEOPLE WANNA BANISH GIRLS FROM THEIR HOMES FOR SOMETHING WE CAN NOT CONTROL NOT EVEN ALLOWED IN YOUR OWN HOME AND YOU ARE REDUCED TO A STRAY ANIMAL FOR YOUR PERIOD. In fact, despite the fact that these people throw those huge parties to announce a first period, periods are VERY taboo in south asia. To the point where women cant even have/ use pads or carry pads around so they have to resort to using cloth and leaves WHICH CAUSES INFECTIONS
WE HATE OUR GIRLS SO MUCH AND EVERYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH THEM THAT WE WOULD RATHER KILL THEM OR MAKE THEM TERRIBLY SICK THAN HELP THEM! Im crying writing this cuz im honestly at a loss for words.
That said, i dont think that hinduism is the worst one out there. There are definitely worse ones but this was just my experience and i needed to vent and maybe teach others some things and give reasons as to why we shouldn’t be following these MAN MADE LIES!

I meet a guy, here sa reddit nong una kala ko totoo lahat nang nararamdaman niya sakin (idk kung na lovebomb lang ako) pero last February na entrap ko sya, nahuli ko sya sa sogo may kameet dapat na babae! after that nag away at nagkabati kami pero habang tunatagal na wawala yong feelings ko sakanya, parang unti unti nag bubukas yong mata ko sa totoong nangyayare , 1st kala ko non matured sya turns out hnd pala 😅 (M28 F28) hnd talaga ko napatol sa same age ko, 2nd nagpaka sugar daddy daw sya doon sa ex niya mean while sakin ako lahat, ako nag babayad nang apartment, kuryente tubig at kung ano ano even food madalas ako nagastos, 3rd never sya nag offer na bilhan ako nang vitamins or gatas para samin ni baby or kahit ano para sa baby namin, sasagutin niya ko na hnd niya alam "daw" pero kahit fruits wala nagsasabi naman ako sakanya kahit check ups hnd sya nag bbigay shoulder ko lahat yon! and nagpapitik sakin umupa ako nang apartment for my peace of mind pero gusto niya laging andon kahit hnd sya nag aambag! pinag bibigayan ko kase tatay sya nang magging anak ko! tapos pag may bisita ako magpipilit sya pumunta sa apartment ko. or biglag pumupunta doon kahit sabihin ko wag! ngayon na gguilty ako kase cinut ko na sya feeling ko kase wala kong nakikitang future samin or sa kanya

I went to an expo recently and was horrified at what I saw. One of the vendors was selling sick hognoses.
One had a pustle coming from her head, a large scabbed wound on her face, an umbilical cord that never fully closed, and she was emaciated. She had the figure of a pyramid and had recently laid a clutch.
Another had laid a clutch as well, also emaciated and shaped like a pyramid with a bulbed tail.
And one that had a good weight, but once you lifted her up she had 2 belly scales completely lifted with a massive pocket of yellow green puss under it. She was sticky, and they all smelled FOUL. My sense of smell is horrible and I could smell it before I even got to the table. My hands reeked!!!
After I walked away I immediately sanitized my hands and washed them. After I got home I showered and put all my clothes in the wash.
I've never seen a hognose in such a horrible state before, does anyone know what the puss could be? The vendor said it was a dry scale or it happened from them rubbing on their water dishes (which I don't believe) I have a good idea of what could cause the scab and their skin and bones figure, but no idea what all the puss could be. Let alone what could cause it.
I feel so horrible seeing those poor babies in the state they were in that I want to reach out to the vendor about taking them in. Their other animals looked great (at a glance at least), and I had bought a BTS off them a few years ago. I don't know if it would even be possible, but I want to help them despite knowing how bad an idea it is. Not only that, but the prices on their deli cups were as much as $500!! However, they did offer a discounted price
I don't have receipts, I don't have proof other than the people I went with seeing it. I reported this all to the event staff as well and will be following up with an individual who hopefully went to the table to see if they were removed. I will not be naming the vendor because I do not have proof and potentially want to rescue these animals.
If anyone has advise please share, especially if it's pertaining to the puss filled wounds

Yep. I was booked to sit a clients cat for this weekend in south Brooklyn. Super cute, affectionate cat. I get into the bed, and notice the sheets aren’t clean. I try to just deal with it for a night and swing by my home for a set of my own the next day. Well, an hour later something crawls next to my face and it’s BED BUG. I take a pic and compare it to baby cockroaches, carpet beetles, and bed bugs. It looks most like a bed bug. I slept on the couch with leggings and socks on and put a tshirt over a pillow. It’s not covered under the Rover Guarantee so there’s nothing Rover could do for me. I was direct and nonjudgmental telling the client I found a bed bug and will be sleeping at my own place. They were very apologetic and understood my discomfort. As soon as I got home, I took all of the soft, woven items I had, put them in a trash bag and into the freezer. I took a hot shower, washed my hair twice, and scrubbed like I’ve never scrubbed before.
I feel awful that this adorable cat is now at the apartment by himself, but bed bugs are no joke. It’s been an irritating ordeal, and it’s made me more hesitant now to stay at a clients home.

Mostly just a rant. First time posting. Sorry if I ramble or don't make sense.
This afternoon I went to my little cousin's baby shower. I had a lot of fun but began feeling some of the aches and pains that come with RA. By the time I got home my knees were in so much pain it was difficult to walk. I sat on the couch and watched a movie with my husband. When it came time to stand up, I screamed out because I was in so much pain. I then realized that if I want to have a nice day out and enjoy being around other people, I have to sacrifice my comfort at night. This then leads to me not sleeping very well due to the pain. But, if I just lounge around the house all day, not doing anything, the nightly pain is minimal. So I pose the question, how do you pick between a good day and a good night?

THIS IS A CONTINUATION STORY. CLICK MY PROFILE TO FIND PART 1.
Once I got into my house, I wasn't sure what to feel. I was nervous and shy at the same time. My mom always keeps bottles of liquor in the house so I picked up a random whiskey and started drinking it. About 20 mins later, I felt a lot more confidence and slutty. I put on some panties and stood in front of the full body mirror to snap diff angles or my ass. I sent him the pics and sent a msg saying "I actually dont need to sleep on it... can I come over now for that🍆." He msged back with a pic of his semi hard cock and told me to come thru. I put on some baggy sweats and sweater and walked over to his house. It was about 7 mins away by walk so I said why not. I finally got there and he gave me a tight hug, mainly focusing on my ass as he gripped it. I smiled while my face was buried in his chest and I walked in. I told him if he wanted to smoke some weed and brought out some of my own. He told me to keep my weed and pulled out this weed that was in a crazy looking alien space typa of bag. As he was breaking down the weed and rolling up. I decided in my mind and said fuck it and stood up to drop my baggy sweats to reveal my bubble butt in the pink thongs. He sropped rolling for a second and looked up at my ass while moaning "mmm." He smacked it up and continued to roll up. After he rolled it up he started to light it. I nervously moved up onto his lap and sat on it adjusting my position so that his cock really feels my ass.
"Its so soft and round." He said while coughing and passing the blunt to me. I grabbed it and started smoking. He put his hands around my waist and started to grind up all on his dick. We passed the blunt back and forth as I kept it up. He eventually got hard. He told me he was like 80 percent hard and I smiled and told him "I'll take care of the other 80 percent" I pulled his briefs off to reveal a massive cut white cock. I was holding the bottom of his cock while waving it around slowly. I was amazed at how big and tasty it looked.
"Put it in ur mouth already." My friend said as he pushed the back of my head towards it. I gave the head of his huge cock a lick or two, before I slowly and sensationally sucked his cock. It was so thick that getting the head into my mouth was difficult. He let out a deep moan as I kept sucking on the head for now. I used both of my small hands to jerk him off while I sucked it. I kept eye contact with him while sucking until he started to face fuck me. I coughed and gagged hella times and tears and spit were all over my face.
"Aw look at the little cry baby" he said while teasing me. I smiled and told him stfu and then continued to go even deeper with my mouth. He pulled his cock out my mouth and started slapping me in the face with it. I stuck my tongue out and smiled like a slut.
"Ur doing good my lil slut, better then the last 10 females tbh." He said while looking down on me. I felt proud of myself after he complimented me.
"I guess I was meant to suck ur dick right?" I said smiling before getting on the sofa and sticking my ass in the air for him to pound.
"Shit I'm down to try but wtf makes u think u can take this dick in ur ass and not run away wen u only got half my dick wet with ur mouth?" He said while slapping his cock on my ass cheeks and rubbing it on my hole. I was getting hornier feeling the skin of his cock on my ass hole.
"Mmm I'm so horny, please just put it in already daddy." I felt like I was able to take all of his dick, until he attempted to put it in. I screamed out of pain and squirmed away like he said I would. He started laughing seeing me struggle to take it.
"Hehe, u got skills with ur mouth but u got ways to go until ur taking this dick in ur butt with no problem." He said while stroking his cock. I turned around and started to suck his dick again and try to make him cum. I wasn't able to but I got him close. He took his dick out my mouth and told me to say "ahh" I opened wide and he bussed a fat load all over my face.
"If only u could see this masterpiece, this is what I call true art" he said while chuckling. I walked over to the mirror to see how he painted my face. I smiled like the little slut I and licked up as much as I could off my face. We washed up in the shower together where I sucked him for less the a minute, made out with him for a couple of minutes, then we washed each other and finished showering. We dried up and applied lotion to each other. Once we were all lotioned and washed up. I was ready to head out.
"Next time ur here, make sure that ass come prepared for training... most ppl are able to take it the first time, be proud of urself." He said while patting me on the head. I smiled and said I'll try my best to make sure I ready. He grabbed my shoulder to pull me closer to him and showed me an adult store to go to, so I can purchase a dildo. I said cool and gave him a hug as well as let him touch my ass before I walked out the door.
I finally got home and didn't know what to think. We still are meeting up tmrw in the morning like we usually do, but I guess from here on out, ima be his blowjob machine while driving... or even more. I ended the night with me just thinking of our link up and I was able to get had instantly and buss a nut not too long afterwards. It was hard to sleep with me being excited to meet tmrw but I some how did it.
Next part will be in a week... I gotta train myself first and foremost. Might make a story to that as well.....

I’m currently 12 weeks pregnant with my second baby. My 1st was born in March 2023 and we had a baby shower in February at 36 weeks.
I’m planning on having a joint baby shower / gender reveal (for our families) at 24 weeks this pregnancy. We’d like to do it earlier (in the 20 week mark) due to me being due late november / early december so it would be nice to have a garden party while it’s nice weather instead of it being in the winter.
I was reading another reddit thread where they were set on only having a baby shower as a second if it’s a large age gap between your children and that a second baby shower is “pretty much just selfish” especially since i’d only be 20-ish months apart from my first.
It’s really made me think whether I should be doing this… did you have a second baby shower? even with a small age gap like mine? I’m an extreme overthinker so in my mind no one is going to come as “it’s my second and I only had a baby last year”.
I would like to clarify that I do NOT expect gifts or anything like that- I didn’t even expect them with my first as to me a baby shower is a celebration for the life growing. I would just like to celebrate with my friends and family especially as I don’t really see anyone often.

Hi, I'm just looking for some good red velvet cupcake recipes, I got asked to make them for a baby shower in a few weeks. This is my first time being paid to bake something and I want to make sure that it's good so any tips & tricks regarding red velvet would also be appreciated also decoration ideas are welcome too! Gonna do a test run today, see how they turn out before I do the real ones