Can i take clarithro for uti

I've been dealing with dental issues for the past 6 months due to some malpractice. Most recently I had a filling replaced because there was decay left untreated under the filling for years (didn't know). The new filling was done incorrectly in December so I had it redone correctly in December. Afterwards, pain to crunchy foods and severe sensitivity to cold remained, but it seemed to be improving over time. My dentist said the filling isn't deep enough to be experiencing these symptoms, but I very much am. It is now 5 weeks later and my tooth is suddenly in unbearable pain for seemingly no reason. Nothing has changed, I still wear my new mouth guard at night to prevent my teeth from touching at night so I can't grind, I didn't bite into anything hard and/or crack the tooth, there was nothing that happened to further impact the tooth in the last few days. Previously I was able to chew most soft foods on the tooth and gently could chew chips. But my tooth feels like it's about to BURST. The pain will come and go about every 10-30 minutes and will last roughly 5 minutes at a time. It's not responding to ibuprofen or acetaminophen and I can't even touch the tooth with my tongue without wincing as of this evening. It went from zero to one hundred in 24 hours. I can't eat or sleep. I'm crippling over and bawling on my living room floor in pain every 30 minutes. Can someone please tell me what is happening and what I need to do to make it stop and how soon should I expect it to take before it can be resolved?
My dentist wants to test the tooth by giving it anesthetic to see if the pain goes away because she isn't convinced it's the tooth, but rather a neurological issue. But I feel like I'm being tortured by being asked to wait and not sent directly to the endodontist same day.

…after a rough weekend. A combination of doing too much too soon and being constipated and in pain had me doing pretty much nothing this past weekend. But thank goodness, all things eventually pass and I’m feeling pretty good today. Went back on the Vicodin Friday through yesterday, but none since yesterday morning. Had a follow up appointment with my surgeon today and she squealed with delight “Your incision looks fantastic!!” and commended me for taking it easy over the weekend. She took out my left drain, the right drain comes out next Monday.
I want to go to the supermarket tomorrow - I plan on using one of those motorized carts, there’s no way I could shop and push a cart, but I seriously think this may be too much even with my husband with me to help,but I want to get out and about if even riding around in an electric cart. We have a concert on Sunday, I want to build up stamina so I can walk into the venue and stay through the whole show. A little bit more each day.
I hope all you May people are doing well! Keep me/us updated!

This comforts me even if I’m in the middle of a breakdown or something bad happened (my daily normal misery). I pretend that you are still my kind friend who will pop up just because I’m around, without me asking.
Of course I feel bad that you don’t turn up and I have no one at all to trust and end up with tissues wiping my face because my pillow can’t take it anymore.
I’m just an abandoned girl who thought she found a safe zone but ended up in a watch out zone and got stuck alone.
The green dot makes me forget for a second then i get back to reality. Why did you get into my life and let all circumstances destroy me, I trusted you & you really just walked out many times.
I can’t get you out of my heart or head & i miss you terribly. I feel a connection but you wont tell me, you will leave me struggle more as if all this isn’t enough.
I’m in a very bad situation with family & with many other things I can only share with u, last time i did you walked out. Will you walk out if you know i was hurt physically? I wish i had the courage to call you and cry. I’m very hurt & dont need you to solve but to be there for the friend, if you want.
I dont let anyone see me, & so wont let you. But if you asked and not impatiently & will hear me out to let me cry it out as my friend then i really need you.
Please

Hi friends!! I am currently five days late (day 36). :( my periods are neverrrrr later than 2 days, according to Flo, my cycle is 26-31 days. This has never happened before. i took a pregnancy test 2 days ago and it was negative, but I am still worried. I know false negatives are rare but still :( I only had sex twice this past month, im not on birth control but we always use a condom.
I know there are other reasons for late periods but this is just so unlike my cycle. I have been a bit more stressed this past month (moving, exams, etc. just regular stuff) but I am an extremely stressed person all of the time so it can’t be that. my eating habits haven’t changed, haven’t gained or lost significant weight or anything else like that.
I have extremely light periods with very little cramps or other symptoms, so it’s not surprising i don’t feel anything either.
(Please don’t tell me to go to a doctor, it’ll take months to get an appointment (I’m canadian) and she’ll just tell me to go on birth control. It’s pointless lol)

UK based, have my driving theory test booked for ~10 hours from now (yes I should be asleep), and having been too caught up in the 'excitement' of studying, I have only just realised that taking my ADIT may be an issue. Not behaviour wise, I'm pretty confident he can do well, and I'm confident enough in my knowledge of the theory that it wouldn't massively distract me or throw me off if he were to need occasional reminders/corrections, but I'm fairly sure he wasn't mentioned during the booking of the test (my mum booked it so I don't know for certain), and it seems like something that would need to be 'approved', just based on their guidelines saying that basically nothing but the clothes on your back can be taken into the test with you.
Is this likely to be an issue? Anyone who's done the test with their AD willing to share their experience please lmk
I'm willing to do it without him if I absolutely have to, so my current plan is to just turn up with him, state the situation, see what's what, and then either do it with him or have my mum take him back to the car to wait with her. I just would prefer to do it with him there since it's the type of environment that's likely to trigger me, on top of the usual test nerves.
There is also the issues of treats, since it says you're not allowed to take anything else in with you, that rules out my usual treat pouch. I thought maybe a handful of treats just in my pocket, but they search those too so who knows if they would deem that 'approved' yk? He could manage without since I don't expect to take too long, he's definitely worked more for less before, but given he's in training and it'll be a new place we're going to I'd prefer to be able to reward him where necessary to build positive association. With all that in mind it seems far simpler to err on the side of not taking him, I am aware of that, but as stated above I really would prefer to have him there if its at all a possibility.

So i’m taking a trip to NYC next weekend and would like to move to a new level of urbex. I’ve only explored old factories and houses near my area but i am looking for a greater thrill. I’m interested in getting on top of a skyscrapecrane to view the city skyline at night, but cannot seem to grasp how people do it. I am only staying for 2 days so i do not have much time to plan, which is why i am trying to do it in advance. If anyone can give me a quick summary of what i need to do or recommend any buildings that would be easier to ascend, that would be very helpful. Thank you.

I have done Fl 1-4 and 3/4 are in the ballpark of where I am realistically trying to score Im not someone who is gonna score a 520+, and I took FL4 saturday. There are seats available for the 24th and I was planning on taking another FL tomorrow to decide if I take it on the 24 since we can still sign up tomorrow or if I was gonna push it until june. Which is viewed as the more representative AAMC FL the unscored or the Scored since I already took 1-4 and I feel like Im cheating if I retake them since I have already seen the material.

I am transfem and I turn 21 in a few days and I'm at my wits end when it comes to not being on HRT. I've had 2 plans on when to start HRT according to my situation: living with my transphobic family and wanting to stay in community college and transfer.
Plan A:

• Start HRT now.
• Save up all my money.
• Look into renting rooms in other states/cities.
• See if I can transfer to another CC.
• Wait and see how long it'll take for shit to hit the fan.

Plan B:

• I will start taking a low dosage of HRT when school begins in August (my sister is having a wedding, so I can't start it beforehand)
• Save my money
• I want to make sure I get great grades and good letters of recommendation to help me get into a great university afterward.
• I will start taking a higher dose around February because, at that point, I would've been accepted into a university, and what happens after that doesn't matter all that much.

I am leaning more towards Plan B, but not being on HRT now really sucks, and it's been causing me to become depressed, but I am willing to wait for a lil longer if it means I can continue my studies.

I want to make an AU where it's Undertale but Frisk's main goal is to only kill Flowey.
I wanted to use names like "BrokenTale" or "ShatteredTale", but those are taken. "ShatterTale" is my best idea, but it's similar to "ShatteredTale".
The story plot is Chara convincing Frisk to open their eyes and be brave enough to see trauma, for they have Phobophobia, the phobia of being phobias. At the end of the Pacifist route, when Flowey is about to end his line "E v e n i f i t m e a n s k i l l i n g y o u *insert number* t i m e s!", a gaster blaster sound plays, with a black screen. "R u n". It shows a scene of Frisk running, then leads to a suicide.
Frisk starts pleasing themself by killing flowers reset after reset. Then, practices to sew on their clothing. "If you kill too many, the next human won't survive the fall.", Chara says.
Eventually, Chara shows Frisk a flower growing on their head, for the amount of resets is corrupting the timeline. Frisk realizes they have to actually finish the story before too many resets, then they will die, flowers growing out of their body. Frisk, with all their practice, sews their eyes shut. Scared to face trauma ever again.
Chara will try to calm down Frisk the whole game. Throughout the whole play through, even in Grillby's, Frisk's face turns into a "=)" face whenever Flowey is mentioned. In the true lab, there will be a soul jar, then Frisk forms an idea. Frisk made an invention where Frisk could take an alive person's soul and give it to a dead person. Other characters will stay the same. Toriel happy, Sans chill, Papyrus cool, Undyne strong. Alphys excited for her date, and Asgore watering plants.
Asriel Dreemurr fight will be corrupted. While the Asriel Dreemurr fight, Chara says Frisk is too focused to kill Flowey, not enough DETERMINATION to save everyone. Frisk only has enough to save one of their friends.
In the end of the pacifist route, if you choose Frisk to hug Asriel, it will result a stab in the back. Soulless pacifist, Asriel defends Chara from Frisk, for Frisk is obviously not happy. Soulless Pacifist can happen by stabbing Asriel in the back, too. Chara will NOT be happy.
I want ideas to stop this AU from being cringe. Any ideas?

She is 8lbs and 13". She is 10 months old. I am planning on taking her to Petco and getting her tested for the Canine Good Citizen test, and I was wondering if there were any other tests that were easy, or a dog like her could complete. She knows all basic commands and hi five, bye, walk on hind legs, limp, say your prayers, spin, treat, ride (command for her to jump into car), stand, she can ring the bell when she has to potty, and I am training her bow, and planning on training her play dead, burrito, roll over, sit pretty, etc

⚠️TW: CHILDHOOD SA/R*PE, POTENTIAL VERBAL ABUSE, POTENTIAL MENTAL ABUSE, DRUG USE, ALCOHOLICS ⚠️
So I (18f) live with my grandmother (62f) and my mother (46f). Now, because it’s kinda relevant, my grandmother is sober she only drinks on occasion and hasn’t been drunk in years, I smoke weed as I use it to treat my epilepsy and anxiety caused by my epilepsy and have been doing so since 13 but everything else from other drugs to alcohol doesn’t interest me I see no point, my mother takes pills like Xanax basically anything that will put her to sleep she smokes cigarettes as well as weed and has been an alcoholic since 16 and has tried multiple times to be sober. The longest she’s been sober from alcohol was 4 years back when I was 6-10 when she met her ex husband (who was an ex meth addict and left us for meth, ironic) but every other time she’s been sober from alcohol it’s been off and on for short periods of time. Now, to clarify my mother is a victim of r*pe, from ages 4 to 14 she was assaulted by her carer and beaten by her other carer. She finally escaped and went into the Australian childcare system when she was 12 but her carers still had unsupervised visits with her until 14. She went to mandatory therapy for 25 years. Had her first child at 16, her second at 19 and me her last at 24 all with the same man my father a commercial fisherman who was abusive emotionally, physically and financially. So basically my mother has been through hell and has never felt loved.
In 2018 my mother got back in contact with a guy she went to school with, let’s call him Greg. Greg is divorced, an alcoholic, a typical metal head, had diabetes type 1, is the baby of his family and still lives with his sister and her husband. Mum was pretty rocky at this time, one moment she wanted to be better then the next she was giving up saying nothing works. In 2020 my mother and I moved in with my grandmother her mother. She was still with Greg and still super rocky so I left and moved in with my father for 6 months then moved back in with my mother and grandmother. Her and Greg were going through some issues, me and mum become kinda close at this time. She’d vent to me and stuff. So basically he kept saying he was going to buy them a place then would go back and say he wanted her to move in with him and his sister.
Now, 3-4 weeks ago he broke up with her because there was this wedding they were meant to go to with his family but his mum invited his ex wife (his family hates us) and his sister said she could sleep in Greg’s room and replaces Greg’s photos of him and my mum of old photos of Greg and his ex wife. For the first day or two mum just drank and popped pills, she was really depressed. Then she got better, she got into this health kick. She stopped drinking and started saying she wasn’t interested, she was working out and going on walks, talking about all this super healthy stuff. She was doing great, for the first week I doubted it would last so just ignored her. I was kind of rude that week because frankly I was tired of her shit, I knew were this was going and hated her for it. The second week I started to help her, we were declutterring her room and everything. I was hoping since it lasted a week it might last and maybe I can have a real actually loving relationship with my mother. This week? She said to me last night as she was on her 5th double shot can of Jack Daniel’s she was done, she said she was tired of not seeing the results and was giving up.
This really hurts me, I’m moving out soon. My original plan before Greg left was to move out and cut my family off, I’ve spent my life trying to make them love me only to realise two things. They love the me they want me to be and you can’t force people to love you, no matter how much you love them. When my mum started to do better I said to her “I hope you know this is your last chance to have a relationship with your last child” (to clarify, my sister her oldest cut contact only to go backwards and keep talking to mum, my brother her second cut contact and only speaks to her through our sister usually for money) and I was really hoping she’d be better and I wouldn’t have to cut her off. Since she’s been going back into her pit I’ve been a bit frustrated and been giving her a bit off shit I know she DOESNT appreciate. I give her looks when she mentions alcohol or I say things like “are you sure you want to do that👀”. Now I’m kind of planning on cutting her off again.
Basically, what I want to know is would I be the asshole for cutting her off? Would be the asshole for not cutting her off? I’ve always said I want to be better than my parents or siblings. As humans we are hypocrites, we are selfish but my family are also two faced and loveless. As humans we are also selfless and kind and I will be what my family can’t be. But I know they have hearts even if they aren’t sure how to use them, but who am I to tell someone how to use their heart. They aren’t loving me the way I want to be loved but am I loving them the way they want to be loved, but is that their job? Is that my job? I want to do the right thing by me, but to do that I can’t hurt anyone, and that’s just not possible. How do I leave them knowing I love them still?

Hi all! With TFS looming over the horizon, I wanted to take a look at some Exotic weapons we have in that grand ol’ arsenal of ours that haven’t been doing too hot in a while… or ever. We have a lot of strong choices nowadays, and even some fun niche ones too, but there are a lot of picks that just don’t make sense, have better legendary variants, or are outdated asf (looking at you specifically, DARCI). In this post, I want to share some fun ideas I had for how to rebalance these exotics, adding new functionality in both their intrinsic abilities and catalysts. I don’t even think all these exotics necessarily need a huge intrinsic buff: sometimes a catalyst is all it takes; just look at how nice Trinity Ghoul is with its catalyst, and that’s just a teeny tiny change.
What I count as an underpowered exotic is a weapon that doesn’t really have a place both in regular play, endgame activities, or as a niche weapon with certain uses. So something like Tractor Cannon, although not a DPS/adclear option, is super super useful against certain bosses like Crota or in certain situations, therefore, in my mind it is not underpowered as it has its place. Something like Hard Light, though… yeah.
I’m swinging the hammer kinda heavy with the buffs because it’s more fun that way. I hope you all enjoy, and please share your ideas too! Bonus if you make a bingo card to see how many of these exotics Bungo actually changes in TFS. We’ll find out soon enough, I’d imagine.
Oh, yeah, and this is just my opinion. I know some or a lot of these weapons are usable. But alas, this is what I think.
KINETIC WEAPONS:
Sweet Business: Adds intrinsic Overload capabilities. Once this weapon is spun up, it will remain spinning until reloaded. This assures that once you enter combat, you won’t be stuck having to get ‘er goin every time a new enemy jumps you. Catalyst now adds Killing Tally. This perk would make the weapon much stronger (duh) but also it has good synergy with Sweet Business, as the playstyle opts for keeping the weapon out, in use, and continuously fed from ammo pickups or actium war rig.
MIDA Multi-Tool: Adds the ability to change the rate and mode of fire, so that the weapon can behave like a pulse rifle and an auto rifle by changing perk options in the gun’s menu. Scoping in now highlights information about enemies and distance, just like DARCI does.
Crimson: Perhaps this sounds repetitive, but for weapons that sustain fire, Killing Tally is really solid. This would reward the user for continuous precision kills to maintain Killing Tally, a strong bonus on top of Exotics have a 40% buff against red bars.
Cerberus+1: Damage againts elite (orange bar) and major (yellow bar, non capitalized names) also increased by 40% to match the minor (red bar) enemy increase. New intrinstic perk: Interial Quakes: sustained damage on one target causes shockwaves to summon at the location of the target, disorienting them and dealing high damage. This offers Cerberus+1 a variant of Kinetic Tremors that has increased functionality, as it’s an exotic, as well as the ability to activate off of non-precision hits since.. yeah hitting crits with Cerberus is ass.
Bad Juju: Catalyst increases super energy gained from a kill closer to D1 levels, to make it more of a super battery. We get our super back so quickly in PvE with the amount of orbs we generate; let’s ratchet Bad Juju up to make it a competitive super generating option. The catalyst also gives Desperado.
Bastion: I wish I knew what to do to make it better. But it needs help.
Traveler’s Chosen: This weapon was designed back when Bungo was like “lol we hate damage perks”. Gathering Light now grants an escalating damage bonus in addition to its previuos effects. Consuming Gathering Light increases this weapon’s RoF for 10 seconds to compensate for being reset to its baseline.
Cryosthesia 77K: Here’s a dousey. Every third precision shot applies x25 slow to enemies. The special “reload after kill” show now loads the gun with a projectile that is akin to a coldsnap grenade, seeking out and freezing a target. Catalyst grants headstone so you can make more stasis crystals with this bad boy.
Wicked Implement: Make this thing a 260rpm scout. That is all.
ENERGY:
Coldheart: Catalyst adds voltshot. Increase the damage ramp-up for sustained fire.
Borealis: Why does this thing not have anti barrier. Half of its gimmick is breaking barriers. Give it anti barrier lmao and it’ll be top tier in GMs. That’s literally all you need to do?
Skyburner’s Oath: Increase rate of fire for Scout Rifle mode. Make it unstop intrinsically.
Merciless: Catalyst gives Controlled Burst, further decreasing charge time and increasing damage.
Hard Light: Add incandescent, voltshot, and destabilizing rounds depending on the elemental mode that is selected. Catalyst allows it to swap between Stasis and Strand, giving Headstone and Hatchling respectively.
Fighting Lion: Just revert some of the nerfs on this poor guy for crying out loud. Life was more fun when he was still kickin’.
Prometheus Lens: Sustained damage will this weapon can cause enemies to ignite prematurely.
Tommy’s Matchbook: Buff the scorch this weapon deals against enemies. Increase hipfire accuracy further to make sure you can hit your shots. Allow for kills on scorched enemies to trigger brief health regeneration.
POWER:
D.A.R.C.I.: Ammo type switched to special, damage is decreased to compensate. Deals further increased precision damage after hitting 3 shots in a row. Catalyst adds Reconstruction and High-Impact Reserves.
Legend of Acrius: Add one-two punch, as well as the ability for Acrius to add a solar centurion shield if you are within close proximity (melee range) of an enemy.
The Wardcliff Coil: Buff the damage! This weapon and EoT deal less damage against bosses since they fire a salvo but it’s too weakkkk. Also, catalyst jolts targets if 5 or more rockets hit the target.
The Prospector: Grant this weapon a GL variant of bipod” grenades deal decreased damage, but this weapon can carry double the amount of grenades. Grenades chain lightning between themselves and targets when exploded, and the catalyst now adds auto-loading holster.
Worldline Zero: Uhhh….
Sleeper Simulant: Buff that damage Bungie. Make it a powerhouse again.
Black Talon: I’m not gonna lie I have no idea what to do to make this thing better.
One Thousand Voices: Make this thing hurt, Bungie. Buff it’s fuckin damage. And make it guarantee ignite enemies if the entire beam hits a target. Chain reaction is added as well to chain explosions from target to target.
Truth: Rockets have a larger blast radius than normal, and debuff nearby enemies with Volatile. Bipod is added to the roster of perks. Rocket tracking becomes closer to its D1 level of aggresiveness. Catalyst reloads this weapon whenever a void debuff is cast to double capacity.
Deathbringer: Too much setup, too little payoff. Void orbs now weaken targets. The void orbs now take less airtime to reach max damage increase.
Eyes of Tomorrow: Make it do more damage against bosses. Stop being a pussy. We have Gjallarhorn, Dragon’s Breath, and whatever the fuck else. Make. Them. Fear. It.
Deterministic Chaos: Removes the sustained fire requirement for triggering weakening and volatile rounds. Enemies are made volatile AND weak at the same time (every 4 shots), and every 16^th shot is now a quadruple damage bullet.

Male (22) and female (19)- I’ve been with my girlfriend for 4 months now. Things were great, at first. More recently she has been very clingy.
For example, she’ll say things like “you don’t love me as much as i love you” and say that I don’t text her as much as I did in the beginning. I did take a back seat to texting, as I have a busy job and can’t be on my phone all the time. When I come home, I’m exhausted and usually make dinner and go to bed.
Recently we had sex and she said “remember how good it feels when you want to break up with me” even though I’ve never mentioned wanting to break up with her.
Even though I admittedly don’t text her as much as we have in the past, I still say ‘I love you’ almost 10 times a day, as I am reciprocating her… and she’ll get mad it if don’t say it back. One time I said “love you too” and she got upset and said that’s something I would say to my mom.
I’ve talked to my co-worker (older lady) about this and she said it sounds like she has some major daddy issues. Tbf, her dad wasn’t around much when she was growing up and had a pretty dangerous job (coal miner)
I called her clingy after I did not text her for 8 hours one day (me and friends went golfing) and she told me that I needed to apologize and had another thing coming…
AITAH? Or is she bat shit insane and if so how do I salvage this because I still actually like this girl
edit- although we dont text as much, I’ve had this conversation with her a couple times and try to explain that actions are bigger than words. I do my best to plan dates with her on my days off and when we actually see each other, everything is mostly great

I am transfem and I turn 21 in a few days and I'm at my wits end when it comes to not being on HRT. I've had 2 plans on when to start HRT according to my situation: living with my transphobic family and wanting to stay in community college and transfer. I just need some input and advice if any.
Plan A:

• Start HRT now.
• Save up all my money.
• Look into renting rooms in other states/cities.
• See if I can transfer to another CC.
• Wait and see how long it'll take for shit to hit the fan.

Plan B:

• I will start taking a low dosage of HRT when school begins in August (my sister is having a wedding, so I can't start it beforehand)
• Save my money
• I want to make sure I get great grades and good letters of recommendation to help me get into a great university afterward.
• I will start taking a higher dose around February because, at that point, I would've been accepted into a university, and what happens after that doesn't matter all that much.

I am leaning more towards Plan B, but not being on HRT now really sucks, and it's been causing me to become depressed, but I am willing to wait for a lil longer if it means I can continue my studies.

30[M4F]#NJ Looking for someone my Dog can look up to
Hey! How ya doing
Looking for someone who shares similar interests as me such a video games , anime, staying active by going to the gym , traveling to Europe and other fun destinations, and loves to have there taste bud tingle, and has that little spark of sarcastic shit talk with all love
If you have all that then I guess you meet the qualifications to help take care of my dog , because this really is a post for him to look for the momma he has been missing
So if any of this interests you let’s talk and see if we vibe :)

For the many years that I've been a member of this subreddit, this is my first post.
I've been witness of many inspiring stories about personal growth, failure and recovery. Although we all share the same addiction, our path to recovery varies, and the basis of our addiction and it's story is very personal and unique.
My story starts with a father who was drinking my entire youth. Whenever he was stressed at work, he would drink. I have a core memory of him looking under my bed, on his knees late at night when I was around 8 years old. For context, my mother hid the bottles of wine under my bed from him.
Now, 32 years later I myself are a father of two young kids, 8 & 9 years old. I love them with all my heart, but I cannot escape the feeling that I'm failing them. I've had moments where I would sleep out my hangover on the couch when my children were watching TV. I'm struggling with work, my wife and overall balance in life. Against the pain I've had as a child watching my father succumb to the weight of it all, and his failure to deal with his problems, I'm repeating his patterns.
I'm having difficulties dealing with the fact that I'm repeating history. I'm also unable to bear the weight of existence. I have a good job, but I hate life. My wife wants to spend time together, but I keep my distance, feeling a strong urge to be alone. Alone in my mancave. Drinking. Coping with the day to day issues. I consider myself as a high functioning alcoholic. When my kids go to bed, I drink around 12-14 beers, go to bed, wake up, go to work and repeat the process day after day. This has been going since 2018.
I feel so lonely, my job is the only validation of my existence, the only thing I'm doing right. But I cannot ignore that I'm getting older and having difficulties keep up this charade of masking my true self and feelings. I feel that I'm failing my kids and my wife. Although my common sense tells me the remediations, I cannot seem to break this pattern. I've tried going to AA meetings, taking anti depressants etc. I keep falling back to this destructive pattern. One part of me wants to die, the other half wants to live, be a good father, husband and enjoy life.
During the day I have my job and feel ok, but at night I feel like shit. Lonely and drinking. I need to drink to fall asleep. If I don't drink, I can't sleep. If I don't drink, my mind is going all sorts of places. All of the bad choices in life, bad memory's, issues at work, it keeps on going and going and going. With a couple of beers it all get's quiet. I can finally rest.
Everyday I feel so alone and vulnerable. I have no friends, I try to love myself, but life makes it so hard.
So, inspired by the book The Boy, The Mole, The Fox And The Horse, I need help.

I know, very popular language to learn for proficiency, but I have a few questions regarding the Spanish proficiency exam if anyone can answer, please!

1. Did you feel that you had a good grasp of speaking Spanish before the exam, like you can speak freely without much trouble?
   
2. If you started learning Spanish at GTown, how many years of Spanish did you take before you felt comfortable taking the exam?
   
3. Do you need extensive vocabulary for the exam in order to pass (using phrases or words that relate to politics, cultural aspects, economy, etc.) or could you survive the exam with a standard vocabulary?
   
4. Did your test proctors ask difficult questions during the exam, were they strict on their grading or made sure you knew enough to pass the exam?
   

Thanks for reading and hope that anyone can answer if possible! :D

To start things off, I was always aware of our age gap and problems it may cause in our relationship.
My husband and I didn't meet until I was well into being eighteen, and he was twenty-eight. It didn't bother me much, as he doesn't act much older than me and I'd always felt older than I was due to having a ton of younger siblings, step siblings, and foster kids in and out of my mother's house growing up.
We got engaged when I was nineteen at a yungblood concert, and we originally planned to wait to marry until I was at least twenty. Plans changed when I decided to go into the air force, and we had to push up the wedding in order for him to eventually stay with me on base after basic training.
Fast forward a few months after we were married and I had left for Texas for training, I was injured during PT training and sent home. It was during the craziest parts of covid, so everything was on lockdown and they had strict rules about not keeping anyone on base for a long period of time if injured. I was medically discharged and sent home to heal and have potential surgery.
At the time, my husband was staying with his friend in the city we planned to move to. We already put down a deposit on an apartment when we found out I was going home, but due to Covid restrictions and eviction restrictions, it was returned to us and we were told we could no longer move in.
The first issue I was seeing when I got home was his disattention to me. I was gone for over a month and missed celebrating my twentieth birthday with anyone but the girls in medhold with me, so I was looking forward to spending quality time with my husband.
We went out to eat with his friend, his friend's girlfriend, and one of her friends. I felt like a fifth wheel during the meal, as I was sat at the end of the table instead of being at my husband's side where her friend was sitting. Most of the conversations didn't include me, and I ended up going back to his friend's place feeling let down.
The rest of the time we were staying with his friend, they wanted all of us to go mountain climbing, cliff jumping, and trekking through the woods as they lived in a nature-centered part of the area. (Keep in mind, I was just sent home for being injured, and I had both a knee and ankle brace on my right leg that prevented much movement other than some hobbled walking that was slower than a normal pace).
When I expressed that I wasn't comfortable doing those things and that I wouldn't be jumping thirty feet into a freezing lake when I could barely walk as it is, my husband got upset with me and eventually just left me there alone while they all went to hang out together.
Flash forward four years, it is now 2024 and we have a two-year-old toddler. I didn't end up getting surgery, and I spent nine months being sicker than I'd ever been in my life.
It was a really rough pregnancy for me, and I'd ended up in the hospital multiple times because I couldn't even smell food or step foot into our kitchen without throwing up.
That all went on until the beginning of my third trimester. We decided to travel back to his friend's place, and I was somehow roped into climbing cliffs, wading through treacherous water to climb another cliff on an island out in the middle of a lake, and sleep at the top of sand dunes in a tent on the ground a couple weeks before my due date.
I was then on antibiotics during birth, because my water broke and the hospital sent me home instead of keeping me. My son was born sick, and transferred to a children's hospital to be treated and receive a spinal tap. I ended up sleeping a week in a hard hospital chair in a leaking basement of the hospital because they didn't have enough space for us.
After we were home and everything was settled, my husband would brag about how difficult the whole situation was for him. He had to sleep on a futon during my labour, and he had to have food doordashed to the hospital because, due to covid restrictions, noone else was allowed in with us and he wasn't allowed to leave to get anything.
He ended up having steak, potatoes, and these other elaborate meals delivered to eat in front of me while I wasn't allowed to eat anything until the baby came out. He even thought about bringing his playstation into the hospital room, but I shut that down quickly.
The first year of my son's life, I went back and forth between staying home with him and working in the factory my husband currently works at while my grandma watched our son.
I won't get into too much detail, but at one point when my grandma moved back out of state (she lives in her camper and was only there for the summer), I had to switch to the afternoon shift.
There is a factory supervisor on that shift that is a male and close to my husband's age. Other than the other person in my same position and two maintenance workers, they only had migrant workers that didn't speak english. This limited the people I could talk to while working my twelve hour shifts (husband worked 3:30 am to 3:30 pm and I would work 3:30 pm to 3:30 am).
My husband got very jealous and territorial at this time. He would expect me to return nearly thirty minutes late from all my breaks, threaten to go up there if anyone told me I couldn't do that, and even punched a hole in the wall when I told him I had to get back to work.
Up until that point, my husband had shown no signs of aggression toward me.
Somehow, a rumour started to spread around the factory that I was sleeping with the production lead. This definitely wasn't true as a) how and where would I have done that? and b) I loved my husband and would have never done something like that.
My husband heard about it, and came home to confront me. He got in my face, screaming and calling me a cheater. He threatened to take our son and move back in with his mom without even letting me offer an explanation or defend myself.
To this day, it still bothers me that he is still so convinced that I cheated on him and that he has no trust in me whatsoever to not do something like that.
I ended up leaving that job and working at mcdonalds for a little while. I had worked there in high school, so it wasn't a big adjustment.
I only ended up staying there a few months to help us catch up on bills before we agreed it would be better for me to stay home with our son for a while.
Our son is two now, and it seems like our relationship has only become more strained. We used to be able to communicate most of our smaller issues and come up with ways to maneuver whatever issues we had. However, in June of last year, my husband's friend that we were staying with in the beginning moved across the state to be near us.
It was all fine and good in the beginning. He had proposed to his girlfriend, and they even asked the both of us to be in their wedding that has yet to happen.
However, once they got engaged, he'd began acting very sexist. Even though both he and his fiance work full time (he works down the road at the factory with my fiance, and she works forty minutes away at a hardware store and has to drive a long way at three in the morning to get there), he expects her to come home and clean up after him, also cook his meals before she goes to bed early to get up really early in the morning for work the next day.
My husband, now hanging out with him more often, started having some of these things wearing off on him.
At first, it wasn't a big deal and I brushed it off. However, I'd gotten a job as a property manager for an apartment complex and also work now. Instead of things changing to adapt our new lifestyle, my husband expects me to continue keeping up with all the chores and cooking.
He'd made a comment that, because he feeds our dogs, he expects me just to do everything that involves our toddler from feeding him, to changing his butt, to putting him to bed at night. It's like pulling teeth sometimes to get him to change his butt or even get pants on him.
We'd gotten into an argument over this, and I told him that it wasn't fair that he expected me to do everything. His response was that he made more money and worked more hours, so it was only fair that I covered everything else.
Sure, I don't work as much or make as much money, and my paychecks mainly cover our son's daycare and our car payments, but I feel like working doesn't excuse him from helping with the son we both decided to have.
It's gotten to the point where I told my husband that if any sexist remark is made, like I should be in the kitchen helping get dinner ready whenever we're at his friend's house, I will be leaving and going back home, and I won't be going back until it is resolved.
The friend's fiance and I have had private conversations about this, and we both agree that it has gotten out of hand, and we both believe they are feeding off each other as they'd never been that bad before.
Everything has only seemed to get worse from there.
We decided to go as a group, along with my brother and his girlfriend, to the draft in Detroit this year.
The whole point was to see players get drafted in person, and we'd managed to get into the crowd in front of the stage before the area was shut down and they weren't allowing anyone else in.
My brother is an avid football fan. He played in high school, and was even offered multiple scholarships to play in college. This was a once in a lifetime experience for the both of us.
At one point, my husband and his friend decided that they would rather stand at one of the screens out of the crowd and watch it instead of trying to get into the sea of people to see it live.
I was frustrated, and expressed that if we wanted to watch it on television that we should have just stayed home. After a heated argument, I thought we'd come to the agreement that we'd go back to the stage and watch it there.
My brother lead us through the crowd, and at the beginning my husband and his friend were following us. Somehow, we'd gotten separated and when I looked back once we found a spot to stand, they were gone.
My phone rang in my pocket, and when I picked it up it was my husband calling. As soon as I picked it up, he proceeded to scream at me for disappearing and called me a "stupid bitch" when I tried to explain that I thought they were following us.
He hung up, and I told my brother I was going to go look for them alone. I spent a good twenty minutes wandering the area that was barricaded, but they were nowhere to be found. I no longer had signal to get ahold of him, so I ended up just going back and watching the beginning of the draft with my brother.
By the eighth pick, texts started to come in from my husband. He had informed me that they all left, leaving the three of us alone. Luckily, I'd driven separate as I left work early to get there.
By that point, I was done with him. I felt disrespected and that hanging out with his friend was more important than making sure his wife was okay or even with him. After all, I was wandering downtown Detroit alone when it was starting to get dark out.
When the three of us inevitably got back to the car, I got ahold of my husband just to let him know we were on our way home. He tried to apologise and ask how everything was, but I was too exhausted and mad at him to try and hold a conversation. He was asleep by the time I got home, and I ended up sleeping in our spare bedroom on a futon.
The next day, my husband tried to act like nothing happened. When I expressed that I felt ignored and pretty much useless to him, he tried to play it off like his anger was warranted and completely ignored the fact that he was calling me names.
I told him that I was no longer going to any big events with him and his friend, and he just rolled his eyes like he didn't believe me.
A day later, I saw a message pop up on his phone from his friend. I guess he had told him what I said about not going anywhere anymore, and his friend said "women" with an eyeroll emoji and "she'll get over it eventually". I screenshotted these messages and sent them to myself, filing them away in a folder in my phone to keep for later.
I slept in our spare bedroom for a week after that.
After the draft, I've also kept notes in my phone with time and date stamps of all the times he went off on me since then. Whenever we get into arguments, my mind goes blank and I forget exact things like this so he likes to say it never happened if I can't remember it.
April 27th, we were sitting watching videos together on tiktok. When someone popular came on that he had been watching a lot recently, I exclaimed that I didn't understand how he got popular all of a sudden. He proceeded to get really agitated and yell at me for not understanding how the internet works. When I stood up to walk away because I was upset, this angered him more. He then expressed that my emotions were overrated and that he was sick of them.
May 2nd, I had gotten home from work and tried to show my husband an outdoor jungle gym on amazon that I thought would be cool to get our son. He claimed it was a waste of money and that we should just take him to the park. When I tried to explain that it was a better idea to get something like this, as realistically we wouldn't take him to the park every day, he freaked out and asked what was wrong with me. He then said "oh my god" when I tried to explain that it would be easier to watch him outside while getting stuff done around the house and decided to just go to bed without dinner and end the conversation completely.
May 5th, we went with his friend and fiance to a cinco de may party in the city. He was drinking most of the day, and on the way home he wanted us to stop some place and get ice cream. When he got out of the car, he hit it against the car next to us. When I told him he'd hit the car, he proceeded to yell at me in the crowd that I was crazy and acting like my mother. He then kept trying to go to the woman in the car and ask if he had, in fact, hit her car. After, he said he was done with me and I was on my own, that I would have to start paying my own bills from now on.
There's been many other entries in my notes similar to this, and I feel like I'm at the end of what I can handle. Divorce has crossed my mind, but I had divorced parents growing up and know how hard it would be on my son. I also don't think I'm in a well off financial position to go out on my own with our son and still provide the things he needs.
I also worry that, if we were to separate, he would push to take our son from me as he'd threatened in the past to do so.
Any advice would be helpful, as I don't know what else to do. Even getting this all off my chest online makes me feel a little better, but there's still the lingering thought in the back of my mind that I'm unhappy and don't know how much longer I can put up with this.
Thank you.

Hello people! I'm planning to run a long-term campaign using the setting of Night City to tell a story of crime, sin, struggle, violence, and most of all, to explore the true dream that is Night City, of how people navigate the underworld of the city and eventually fall into their worst impulses...
The game itself will take place within the mid 2040s, the standard time period for the Cyberpunk RED system.
This game will employ very, very dark topics. Be prepared for that if you wish to apply. Of course, I shall do it with the gravity that each of these topics deserve, but be prepared for violence, abuse, drugs, mental illness, etc.
I'm looking for one player to come along me and fill out the missing spot in our group for this dark journey within Night City! Preferably, I want players who either support LGBTQ+ or who are part of it, however, I don't put too much importance on this aspect, so long as you're a good person that knows how to accept another's differences.
As for the main story and what it shall be about... It shall be about how the characters within the story deal with their unfulfilled lives with a life of crime and excitement! Whatever motivation one may have, everyone has something in common: they're all a slave to something. Whether that be pride, family, obligation, money, power... It's up to you to choose. As the characters sink further into the underworld, the stakes will ramp up, and generally, the game will revolve around planning operations, dealing with the authorities, and making sure that the crimes they commit don't land them in jail, which means a lot of time will be spent on alibis, the law, and CLEANING.
What I'm looking for in a player:
Friendly OOC, as well as an ability to work together well with others and to sort out OOC problems outside of the game.
Strong and literate writer with a passion for story and character development.
Preferably within an American time zone, however, not necessary.
Able to post at least once per day, preferably more.
Able to play out character flaws and be okay with darker topics within the game.
People who really enjoy the more mundane side of crime at times, i.e. cleaning, money laundering, facilitating, and general meetings that concern the basis of jobs or professional relationships.
The ability to use the erotic elements of the campaign to explore a character's darker impulses or to further character relationships/development.
Players who are able to use schemes and intelligent decision making to a certain extent to handle their daily problems or enemies.
If you've made it this far, make sure to put the quote, "Let's go bowling!" somewhere within the application.
The NSFW elements: This will not be a necessary part of the game; however, it is preferable if the players involved are okay with participating. Of course, this won't be a main part of the game, only taking about maybe 20 or 10 percent of the total content, maybe even less depending on how things shake out. It's a thing I enjoy having within my games, and it can be a powerful story-telling tool or just plain fun.
Overall: This game will be dark, fast, violent, and most importantly, it will revolve around the darker nature of humanity. I'm looking for flawed characters, I'm looking for people who can really lean into those flaws and have a character who continually loses themself within the criminal world. This game will most likely not have a happy ending, however, it will be satisfactory.
Apply here: https://forms.gle/yTnPBxpDZLbdkPmm9
So long as the form is open, I will be accepting responses. I will contact those who I have chosen once I found the right party.

It's been almost four years, and she left two days ago. We're both early twenties. I know people say, and they mean well, like so many kind people on this subreddit, that you have plenty of time to live life, that you'll move on. And I am excited for all that's coming – I just want her to be my partner in it all. I understand that every person thinks their relationship is special, and in this I will probably come across as delusional and cliché. But sometimes you do find the love of your life at 19. Sometimes you do. We met on Reddit, funnily enough, which sounds sort of sketchy, but it was really the best thing to ever happen to me. She is the loveliest, brightest, kindest person in the world. I cannot feel any anger or resentment towards her, only regret that I hurt her. We thought things were over once before, because of me, and everything I needed to work on. Mostly this was related to my dependency on her, and my need to work on developing my own life outside of our relationship. After that, things improved substantially. We were happy and at peace, and life seemed so bright. I did make tangible changes, though, I think, I was not nearly as intentional or consistent with them as I should have been, and as long as we were both happy, I thought we were okay. She told me she was proud of me. It's been the sweetest time, the past few months.
She was happy, too, I think and hope, but also deeply anxious about our relationship. It would come in waves, at least as I understood it. She felt so much uncertainty about me because of what had happened in the past – patterns of behavior, yes, but centrally one thing, which is the worst thing I have ever done. I implied once, about a year ago, that her leaving would probably result in me hurting myself. It is a horrible thing to do to someone. It is so incredibly selfish, and that is exactly what I was. Of course, you tell yourself in the moment that it's different the way you're doing it. That you're telling this person that it's not their fault, that it's really about you, and that you probably won't do anything, but none of that really fucking matters. You're doing something awful to someone you love. And two days ago, when she left my apartment, she told me that it was not something she could ever get over. We had had a wonderful weekend, and just a couple weeks prior had celebrated what she told me was her best birthday ever. But she had also started crying the day before in the car, about how anxious she was. It was so difficult to know what to do. I cannot undo the thing I have done that is still hurting her, and it is not my place to tell her how she should experience the hurt I caused. I could only make better choices now, and be there for her as much as I can.
And then, the next day, she left an event she was attending early to come get her stuff (not everything - my apartment is still full of her, which is the most beautiful thing, and now the most painful - her clothes are still in the laundry) and leave. She was as kind as ever, and we both cried, and it was horrible, but I had to watch her go. I am in so much pain. She had talked before about getting help for anxiety over our past, that it was something she wanted to work through, because she was happy. I was hoping that with time, she would feel more and more at peace, and see through my actions that I have changed. It's so hard to reconcile everything – that she was happy, that we were both happy, watching movies and making taco salad two days prior, and now she is gone. It feels so wrong. I begged her when she left for something to hold onto - that in six months, a year, we could meet, reevaluate. She said she couldn't promise anything. I am in shambles. I take the smallest comfort in knowing I would never hurt her like I did before, and that I will not attempt to guilt her into returning. I understand that she's in pain, too, and if I were to try desperately to contact her, I'd only hurt her more. I wrote a letter, and will send that, and I proposed a meeting place for a couple weeks out, if she wants to pick up her remaining items and talk. I want her to come so badly. I am so scared she won't, and my heart will break again.
I understand, I truly do, that no matter what happens, I have to take control of my life and move forward. It's just impossible to imagine becoming this strong, ideal version of myself and not having her as my life partner, or to not even have the hope that someday she will be. It just feels right to me, it always has, and though I cannot know exactly what she is feeling, she is my best friend, and I know her – and I know how I come across, again, utterly delusional – and part of me believes that she feels it too, and that one day soon, we can live our lives together, adult women, healed, in peace. I miss her so much. I miss everything about her. She is the best person in the world and I can't bear to do anything right now. I just want to sleep, but I can't do that. I can't contact her, can't hear her voice, can't know how her first day at her new job went. I'm breaking. I can't move. I just don't know how to be without hope.
Thank you for reading, if you made it all the way through. I wish you all all the peace in the world.