TW: Bullying & stranger aggression
Hi. It's my first post here, this thing just happened and reddit notification just suggested me this thread. For the background story, I was always kind of chubby, then 10 years ago lost 20 kgs due to depression and stress, then slowly regained it 6 years after and after pandemic things got out of control and due to sedentary work, moving back and forth across 3 countries and planning a wedding I found myself 6kgs into "obese" category. I finally made the decision to go on a diet, and I've picked quite strict one but I was making sure I don't go below 1000 kcal to avoid binging. I've lost 4 kgs just this week.
The diet was going actually pretty good, i cut out sweets and salty snacks which was super hard but i did it!
Today I was up all day long, cleaning and carrying heavy bags and boxes before yet another move, and I had way too little food by the time I was free to grab something at 7pm. I decided I'm going to go and grab chicken burger (570kcal) from mcdonalds and small green ice tea and nothing else, I bought it and went to a park to eat it. I was minding my own business but the lady on the bench next to me started making loud comments about how dare I eat mcdonalds if I'm this fat, and im a fat pig etc, that she's going to push me into the pond for speaking back to her. So I started recording and she kept going for like 3-4 minutes, until she got up and hit me in the head, upset that i didnt stop recording, telling me I won't win with her if I go to police because she is mentally ill and I can't do anything to her.
I was holding myself together during the event but it was just so humiliating that i can't stop crying thinking about it. I never had reaction like this in my life and I dont know how to deal with it. Part of me wants to go straight to binging and the other just want make myself starve to never let this happen again. Have you ever bounced back from something like this? What would you do?

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Myself and some friends are training for our first imperial century event, which is in about 4 weeks.
I've been pretty successful at following a structured training plan since January (only missed a handful of workouts) my friends on the other hand, despite best intentions have been much less organised and mostly not riding more than once or twice a week at most. I also weigh a lot less (20 kg) than them (this is significant since the event we're doing is very hilly)
Today myself and one of the guys decided to do a long ride (80 miles), although it was only about half the elevation (~5000 ft) of the event we are doing in a month. For the first half of the ride, I had to wait at the top of some of the small hills, but otherwise we could generally ride together.. We stopped after about 25 miles for a coffee for about 20 or 30 minutes and then carried on. At roughly 50 miles, there was the one big hill of the ride, it was about 700 ft of climbing over a couple of miles, but to be honest the gradient was fine and mostly 5 to 10 % at most.
However, my friend hadn't eaten enough and took forever to reach the top. We waited a long time for him to recover then set off again, but from that point on he was ridiculously slow, I don't think he'd bonked, but he wasn't far off.. I was cruising along in zone 1, frequently coasting and he still couldn't keep up. We ended up having to stop at the next town for him to grab a meal.
So in the end, I cycled 80 miles. The elapsed time of our ride was 8 hours (including the coffee and meal stops), but my actual moving time was 5:20. To give you an idea of how long I was waiting for him in total, his moving time was 6:37.
So what I'm wondering, is how much has all the frequent stopping negated the benefit of a long (mostly) zone 2 ride for me? Or does it all count anyway?

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+
Four ideas for anyone who is interested. I prefer first person.

1. The Island My character is a former navy seal and is in great shape. I'm 6'2, dark blonde hair, and light blue eyes. The two of us where on a flight and our plane crashed into the ocean. You and I both wash up on a island. I'm missing my shirt and pants and my boxers are ripped. Your clothes are basically rags at this point as well. We are beat up, basically naked, but we are alive and well need each other's help to survive. My plan here is also possibly romance but also the adventure of survival.
   
2. Downed Fighter Pilot You and your brother had taken over the family farm after your parents had passed away at a rather young age. But now the war had broken out and your brother was off to fight leaving you alone. Almost all the animals where gone and you lived a simple life. I was the best pilot we had and flew many missions but today I was trying to make it back to base in my damaged plane and unfortunately I couldn't. I crashed just outside of your house. I'm thinking this is set in France during WWII but I'm OK with talking about the setting.
   
3. The Circus is Coming to Town My father owned a small circus that toured all across North America. And of course I grew up in the circus and did just about every job. I learned to help train the animals, I worked as a clown and as a peanut and popcorn seller. My true skills proved to be as an illusionist, a magician. My father knew that the circus business was dieing but unfortunately he got sick and died a few years ago. I had been ting my best to keep the show going. It wasn't just for me but for all the performers, who have become my family. Your character has come hoping for a job, as your old circus closed down. You can decide what you are. An acrobat, high line walker, trappies artest, maybe a rare female clown? Anything you like. When you message me give me a little back story and we'll start with you coming asking for a job.
   
4. The Prince and the Lady The king had one son. However, that son, has been missing for years. The king knew that other forces where trying to over take the kingdom, by killing royal family and claiming the throne for themselves but with the uncrowned prince still being alive the throne has now set empty for 10 years. You're a young woman who is about to be married off to any noble your father chooses. This was normal and your family needs the status boost however a surprised just arrived. 13 black horses with black clad riders arrive as you prepare to meet your suitors. The man in the middle dismounts and everyone else steps aside and whispers "it's Prince Steven!" Could the prince really been looking for your hand? He is much younger then the other suitors but the royals have the right to inspect any young ladies they may marry. Where you ready for him to see all of you? Would he be kind enough to let the inspection happen in your chambers instead of in front of all these people?
   

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this past time has been a major life slap in the face, pushed into a job that was (at least i find out after i step off the plane) generally fucked up, under staffed, under qualified. im having to learn this role, while learning the specifics of the job, while trying to fix things that need to be changed, while being pulled in multiple directions. however it goes, i usually need to be able to prepare. granted my view of risk is different from others, i actually prefer to at least plan ahead. its all fucked up and ive gone through roller coaster of, should i quit job, quit life...im having to make decisions in real time that mean thousands of dollars expense and theres like no preparation beyond, oh well. "we need you to go here and, btw, Im out." its clear to me that i dont fit here. ive really never been manager material anyhow, im the guy in the background combing the details and QA the process to see what we missed, whatnwe're ignoring but is really stupid to ignore. i dont have the poker face, or steady voice, or agrressiveness to be the guy in front especially when i dont even have a copy of the contract to see what we are agreed to.
ive spoken to a friend and my partner and they both agree, even without knowing the detail that this is a fucked up situation to be dropped in. i know now my number 1 priority is looking out for myself and getting out of this company, ive done the 'sacrifice' thing, for the sake of the job. let major life choices go undone while also falling into addiction to cope with the stress of being in this company. i shouldve left when it was easier, i let lots of new job opening go by because "i was needed" and "do work no one else does[in the team]" no more deferring my own needs.
But, i meed.to be able to cope with daily life of seeing 100 people needing me to operate successfully, while im in this job. my confidence is shattered, my mental health is..i dont know. i try to squeeze things into the night, i usually sleep just a couple hours...i know i shouldnt drink but i do...mostly because i dont want to feel the anxiety that will come or i think will come. between drinking and maybe even covid, my memory isnt what it used to be....also stress, like i get hit with a big queation and i dont remember things, it's shock or something. i dont have good bullshitting skills, or formulating non-committing answers. my turn in the barrel is almost over but until then what can i do to think, woth 10 problems and i choose one, but then in a internal meeting there like...no no, you should be doing this other thing. ive basically said we need at least 3 people for this job but no one believes me. i guess my relative position and people view of me as being the background person is another reason i cant stay anymore. cant improve if everyone above you thinks your "too nervous" cant influence processes, i mean, last time we had a mess of a job i wanted to spend at least half a day to fix our plans and processes before the next one and..nope, thats not the "real work", it got deferred and im not super aggressive, nor did i think i had to be within my own department. oh well, this place won't change and i dont even want to try anymore and make it change.

So I played this game some time ago and dropped it, but recently I was looking for something that on one hand will allow me to waste some time, on another does not leave as much of the empty feeling you get from games that pose no challenges that require thinking.
I had a lot of trouble at first, dying most of the times. I am pretty sure I would still have a pretty poor win ratio, but at least I can say I understand how to win in general.
I used to die in sewers a lot and if I got a bit lucky with item drops, I died somewhere in second or third stage.
First thing that helped me get further was to realize that the game progression is not like in most games, where if you struggle already in the beginning, you will struggle even more as you press further. I realized that to win you need to both maximize how you utilize your options, but also manage short and long term investments. It's just not that viable here to always optimize for character's power in the end game.
But dropping SoU on early and mid game gear can be minimized as you learn the game mechanics better. Just before I managed to get my first Amulet, I noticed I often get stuck with gear that helped me through previous levels but is far too weak for the upcoming ones and my hope was usually that I will get some drops that will help progress... You need to strike a balance and sometimes defer some decisions as long as viable. I think I am finally getting where this balance is at.
First game in which I actually thought I will succeed as long as I don't do something stupid in those boss fights that would be new to me was when I got a ring of wealth, +1 or +2 even, somewhere in the sewers or just right after. Indeed I dropped all SoU into that ring (I think I didn't even use a single one on anything else) and I overflowed in all kind of equipment soon. One thing that I still don't get is how to use that to farm indefinitely for anything. I get some of the ideas but I just did not get to achieve that in this game, and then I died from, I believe, ghouls.
I think I was a bit unlucky with the type of drops there, did not get anything decent enough even though I used up all the available food. My RoW was pretty high level and I think it not once dropped suitable armor for me...
Next game, I am not sure about all the equipment, but I think I just got precisely right armors and weapons for my warrior as I progressed and then a ring of haste which I upgraded to +3 I think. And that is already a huge game changer. If I recall correctly, I also got spellbook early on, upgraded it to +10 and transmuted with just one scroll into chalice. There was some more as some decent items just snowball you into victory, but those two were the crucial parts that made the game super easy really. The problem with ascension is I just didn't know of it's mechanics, I assumed it's kind of a "you wanna play a little more, go ahead" type of thing and I died a few level up because of very high Amulet's curse level.
But since it was really not difficult at all with that character until I ignored Amulet, I switched to mage and rogue from then on to win with another class.
So one of my first few games with rogue and I got ring of force (I think unupgraded) in the sewers. Practically new class and an item I never really used but only noticed on the Internet is considered very powerful. I had mixed feelings if that's a good combination, but I still decided to drop all SoU into it until I get end armor. And then I believe in the sewers I got chalice of blood.
I lost two blessed ankhs stupidly, but using potions of shielding and another ankh I got chalice to maximum at around level 21. Somewhere in the mid game I also got ring of haste which I consider is always worth upgrading to +3, even if it's a +0 when dropped. It's just a gamechanger regarding hunger and many combat situations.
The rest was really stupid easy, as soon as I got two sets of tier 5 armor, I used blacksmith and I think I got to Yog with RoF +7, RoH +3, Armor +6 or something like that.
Knowing now that I just need to kill a few mobs every level during ascending, I had more than enough resources to achieve that. Still could not just brute force it with healing potions (I had maybe 4) but other than healing I had probably 5 times too many resources for tricky situations.
I suppose this is just one more player who did this and I am pretty sure this particular ascension was mostly due to 2 very lucky drops, but maybe I have to say that pushing all SoU into Ring of Force was treading a dangerously fine line in the mid game, because for a short while I was a glass canon - but if I didn't do that, the end game and ascension would not be that certain.
Overall, cool game, good job to everyone involved in creating it. :)

If any of this is breaking rule 7, I apologize. If this is also too long, I apologize.
Growing up on the spectrum, social norms were not something that came easily to me. My emotions came and went in extremes, and it became easy to obsess on things. Being autistic was never an excuse for how horrid I was. I always felt second place to my older sister who out-shined me in every way, so it led me to treating my mother and step-father poorly. They did often blame me for things I never did, and it didn't help, but didn't excuse how I reacted. Looking back, they were trying so hard for me, but I was an ungrateful little prick. Just about every major blow-up in our house stemmed from me. I never even tried to be better. Even if I never would excel in academics, I could have strived to be a good son at the very least. I never wanted to clean up after myself, and groaned at the idea of having to learn to do my own laundry. All I cared about was sitting in my room playing video games. I never willingly helped to clean up the house or help them unless it would benefit me. The value of money was greatly distorted to me, and I'd think 10 minutes of doing the dishes would equal out to earning $20 from my parents who were already barely middle class raising 2 kids. I'd feel stolen from if I wouldn't get what I wanted and I constantly felt like I was being wronged. I had to make myself the victim in every way and refused to accept responsibility for anything. My friends at school straight up thought my parents were abusive for years because of how I would talk about them. One Christmas, my Mom saved up money she probably didn't have to get me a new laptop after mine had broken. When I saw that it was a budget laptop that "couldn't play the games I wanted it to", I threw a massive fit and told her I didn't want it. She told me she was going to just return it and since I was still out a computer, this wasn't good enough for me. Again, I was apparently a victim of abuse having my "hard earned Christmas" torn away from me by a greedy and hateful mother. I tried to run away from home. The laptop did everything I needed it to, but it looked "basic" and I didn't want my class-mates thinking I was poor, when in my city, most kids were.
I had this weird irrational fear of other people thinking I was poor and to this day I have no idea where it came from. Mom packs me a hand-made lunch rather than giving me an expensive Lunchable? I'd throw the entire thing out and not eat because I thought it would somehow make me look less poor. It was so bad that when I'd order a meal from McDonald's, I'd specify I wanted each item rung in individually and didn't want a meal deal. To me, meal deals were for "poor people who couldn't afford to get the items individually", even though all it did was make me look stupid and bad with money. Even when I finally got a job, I was bad with money. If I got an item on sale, I felt like crap because "sales are for poor people". If I had money, I'd spend it all down to the last penny, meaning I'd often have to beg my barely middle class mother for money. I'd spend hundreds of dollars on anime box sets and video games, but would leave myself no money for food. They never bothered to teach me financial literacy, but even if I they did, I already know I wouldn't have listened. I was only able to pay off all my bad debts and become good with finances a mere few years ago by realizing how badly I needed to change that before moving out of my parents house at the age of 27.
Going back to graduation, things really started to become bad. After my first love cheated on me after high school (together for nearly 3 years, met near the end of graduation) and proceeded to toy with my heart for half a year, something in me completely snapped. Considering what a loser and AH I was to my family, I can't say I blame her for losing attraction. I got revenge by publicly branding her as the worst kind of harlot imaginable and wanted to do everything I could to ruin her image. I had been cheated on, so I "knew how it felt" and would "never cheat". I became self righteous in this mindset, which is incredibly ironic considering how I went on to become. Becoming easily obsessed with things meant that when addiction took hold, it was incredibly difficult to break. I had met an absolutely amazing woman a couple years later and she treated me like gold. Literal wife material. Incredibly attractive. So what did I do? The first time a woman who wasn't her tried to flirt with me and get in my pants, I cheated on her. Apparently at this point in my life, I had become quite "attractive", because an odd amount of women started to come to me. Even ones who knew I was in a relationship already. I didn't turn a single one of them down. I even started to seek other women out on my own. I became hooked on the validation and let it control my life. I had no care for the safety of myself or my actual girlfriend who had no idea of all the women I was having sex with. All unprotected mind you. Eventually she found out and got mad at me for the years of betrayal and lying I had done, and even when I was clearly caught in the wrong, I didn't own up to being in the wrong. I didn't even try to apologize. I tried to gaslight her into making her think it was all her fault. Thankfully it didn't work and she knew that she was wronged.
I had become a textbook narcissist. I checked off just about every box. I was obsessed with my looks and put myself above anyone else.
I "didn't need her" though, with all the women coming my way. I let sex completely take over my mind and my life. There wasn't a single moment I wasn't thinking about it. I'd take expensive cabs at 2AM or later just to go hook up with someone I'd only been talking to for an hour or less. Older women went for me a lot, and I'd be in my early 20s having women in their late 40s or 50's sleeping with me. I'd bail on plans with friends, family, and would even show up late for work because I'd be too busy hooking up with anyone willing. As horrible as I was, consent was always the most important factor for me and I made sure no one was ever pressured or felt pursued if they weren't interested. This means I just hooked up with people who were easy like I was, and there was a lot of them. Several a week and sometimes multiple a day. I had met another absolutely amazing woman who was wife material and dated her for a bit over 2 years, and I absolutely cheated on her for the majority of the relationship. I shattered her heart, and she has every right under the sun to hate my guts. After several years of this behavior, I finally realized and admitted to myself that I had an addiction. None of this made me happy. In fact, I was absolutely miserable. It put an even larger wedge between my family and I, and my friends were incredibly disappointed in me. The worst that ever happened to me were two instances where I was raped by someone I had long stopped consenting with. First held a knife to me and the second beat me until I stopped saying no. I'm sure for all the damage I'd done, I deserved it. I only ever got the clap a handful of times (stopped having sex until it was cleared each time). I surprisingly ended up not getting anyone pregnant (in a city full of single mothers who chase for child support, I would know if I did). By the end of it, I'd had sex with somewhere between 150-200 different women. I stopped remembering names, faces, and mentally blocked a lot of it out. All I had was a number tally, which became less clear as more were added. I had to stop. Cold turkey.
I was beyond disgusted with myself, as I should have been. From that point on, my relationship with sex was incredibly rocky. I could no longer perform as I once did and ended up with erectile disfunction. I had finally come out of the closet as bisexual as well, because despite being a sex addict, I never let it extend to men, even though I was attracted to them. Men never pursued me either, so I never had that temptation. I wasn't completely put off of sex, and still had it when I did manage to date, but it no longer dictated how I lived my life and spent my days. Instead of sex, I let myself fall into another extreme. When people became so divided over world events, I let myself fall into the worst side of things and became a horribly bigoted and xenophobic person. I had mental mental gymnastics to justify my beliefs and met other people who shared them. I was a "free thinker" with no original views and all I did was further hurt and disappoint old friends I had. I'd post, comment, and share tons of hateful garbage to social media. People had every right to be offended. Lord knows the life I'd led prior gave me absolutely no room to judge anyone else, but I did.
I had tried to end my life on multiple occasions, but am glad I didn't.

This way of thinking was something I was able to free myself of 7 months ago. What sparked the change? This final change? I have no idea. I was sitting in front of my computer watching hateful content to further cement and validate my beliefs, and I just felt sick. I thought to myself "What the **** have I been doing with my life? What is all of this?" At that exact moment, I started to remove every negative presence I'd put out to the world. I had deleted every single comment, share, post, like, etc that I'd ever put on social media across all platforms. This actually took me around 2 weeks of clicking to accomplish. Until my activity logs on all socials were completely empty. My entire YouTube history was now cleared and my algorithm had been reset. I turned off anything and everything relating to the news or world events because all those topics did was make me unhappy. Then I announced on FB and Instagram the revelation I'd come to. An entire life of self awareness hitting me at once. I didn't sugarcoat anything to make myself look better. I was not a victim. I was no longer trying to hide who I was. I made a blanket apology to everyone who cared about me who I'd hurt and disappointed, making it known I'd make individual ones later. I added anyone who wanted to keep in contact on my hiatus to Discord, and then deleted those FB and Insta accounts entirely. I unplugged from the world of social media for 2 months. You'd think I'd need more time, but I didn't. I guess the one perk of being autistic was being able to focus heavily on one specific thing. I was able to do a life's worth of thinking and personal change during this time. When I came back, I reached out to everyone I could think of that I'd wronged or not presented my best self to, apart from a few people I knew that I had no right to ever present myself to. People who are far better in their lives not thinking about my existence. I apologized and let it be known that I was not asking for or expecting forgiveness, as I have no right to it. I let them know what I was doing to be better in my life and wished them well. To my surprise, it was an overwhelmingly positive response. People actually forgave me and were happy to see me doing better. I can never truly make up for how I had spent my life before, but all I can do is spend each day being someone people can be glad to know.
I wasn't "finally getting back to being me". There was no previous version of "me" that I ever wanted to return to. For the first time in my life since birth, I was blank slate. I held no hatred or contempt for anything or anyone, besides myself. I accepted any and all blame, and didn't try to justify anything with excuses or justifications. I was able to dictate the reasons and pinpoint where I'd gone wrong in my life and fully understand why things happened as they did. Importantly, I finally started going to therapy and seeking help. Not because I fear I'll ever return back to my old self, but because I know I permanently damaged my mind and am plagued with regret.
I'm finally letting myself return to old hobbies that brought me joy, but no longer need validation to enjoy them. I'm finally playing my massive backlog of video games, hanging out with friends uninterrupted, watching movies, re-discovering my love of photography and art. I am also going to start painting, even though all I use to do was draw.
I feel that if I can become better, I hope it gives hope to others to try to be as well.
**TLDR**: There isn't really a TLDR for such a thing. If you don't want to read it, I fully understand.

I’m 72, 10 weeks post RALP, I have been blessed with a great recovery from surgery, undetectable PSA at 6 weeks, minor incontinence, unfortunately I have full on ED. Urologist prescribed 5 mg Tadalafil/Cialis, 1 to 4 tablets as needed. What are your experiences with taking 1 or 2 tabs per day vs taking 4 tabs a couple hours prior anticipated activity? Which is more effective and less prone to side effects? Does effectiveness improve with time?