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So i (18f) is in a situationship with a boy (18m) and things haven’t been that great. I have been feeling as if we are going around in circles and not actually reaching anywhere. I feel extremely suffocated in this situation. Not that he is toxic but he has been acting very immature lately. He has been posting stories which are indirectly attacking me and being mad over small things.
He doesn’t give two shits about my mental health. I understand he cant console people but he straight up disregards my feelings. I literally don’t know why am i keeping up with this shit but I am. We do have the same friend group so i am probably scared of all the judgements i’ll get after i break things off. My problem is he expects me to act as his girlfriend all the fucking time but wont give in when i want him to do the same. And why should i act like his girlfriend we were never in a relationship. I have been feeling like a POS lately with everything around me.
My friends have started noticing that i am no longer extremely happy or active. I dont jump around like a baby anymore, i am rather serious and frustrated. He has been getting on my nerves a little too much. I have tried talking but there’s barely anything to talk about anymore. I am tired of him cribbing about how i dont text him much when in reality i get “lmao”, “damn”, “lol” from his side even in real life.
I dont why i am writing this, maybe i am just ranting. Also maybe you can give your opinions if you want.

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I don't know if it's wrong to ask someone to accompany you when they've been a close friend and like you've hang out/gala/kain multiple times. It's just that when I am the one to message our gc, it seems like the mood becomes dull/off and people get uninsterested with whatever the message is since it came from me. I don't know why, maybe because it is very, very strict in my fam that I am just allowed a handful of times to go out to hang/gala and even have spontaneous trips. I still need to ask permission even if I am near 25 years old. Also, the pandemic happened and it's really hard to go out a lot when each time a relative or someone I know gets covid. With this situation, I can't go, even if I wanted to, to spontaneous kain/road trip with my friends.
Is it because I was not able to bond with them more and join them sa gala/kainan that they don't think of me as a friend now? They're not even reacting on my posts now, I now this sound a bit immature.
Another maybe, maybe I am at grave fault for still being too shy even if we (with my friends) have been through lots of ganaps/occassions already that I am still timid to ask them how they are or what they are doing. I do not check up on them. But the thing is, no one checks up on me either. I really hate my situation so much. It feels like I am not worthy to live anymore. Like if I d-word, no one will f*ckin care. No one will shed a tear, maybe only my family. But yeah, thr point is the feeling of not wanting to live anymore slowly creeps in, inside my thoughts. Maybe if I try to s-word and eventually d-word, I won't have to suffer from the situation where I have no friends, I have no one to tell my secrets and frustrations to, I have no one to ask for advice with my problems, I have no one I can count on. I don't know if I'll get better or I'll get worse. I just want to stop feeling unwanted, boring, and worthless.

I realize this is usually the other way around.. However, I am absolutely terrified that if my kids sleep alone in their rooms, someone will break in and take/hurt them. This comes from my mom telling me this would happen to me if I wandered off too far in the store or played outside or pretty much did anything. She went into very great detail. I honestly bring my kids in my room to sleep with me the majority of the time because I am so afraid of something happening to them. And I feel so alone in feeling this way. Does anyone else experience this? Does anyone have advice to make myself feel better? I’m so exhausted from being so terrified all the time.

Six months post diagnosis. Vyvanse isn't working out too well anymore. My GP suggested I get someone else to manage meds. Things aren't great. I tried another GP who said he can't do anything until July. He said it was due to DDU, but I wrote them and No. My pharmacist friend reckons it's a PBS thing.
So, does anyone actually know what's supposed to happen? I would expect there to be a pretty specific pathway through treatment. But nobody has given me as much as a fact sheet to date.
Seeing a third GP tomorrow who's on a list of ADHD doctors. Have booked an appointment with a psychiatrist in August $800. I thought for therapy, but they've sent me diagnostic tests.
I see a lot of posts using the term 'my psych'. What does that mean?

Heyy, everyone! Like the title says I just turned 18 years old today, which means I’m legal for all the older guys to enjoy. The problem is I feel like I might be a little to young for all the older guys who are looking for their own younger sub. But I can’t begin to imagine how amazing it would be for an older guy to be my first gay experience online or in person. (I’m a virgin btw)
I’m a 115 lbs, 5 7, twink who loves (potential pervy) older doms. I’m looking to chat, role play and possibly meet up if everything goes well. My PMs are open to everyone so feel free to send me a message or you can leave a comment.
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Are used car prices extremely low in England compared to NI or are most fb marketplace listings a scam?
Currently looking at Mercedes CLA's Audi A4/A5''s and BMW 3/4 series, average price in NI is 15k+ with around 85,000+ miles
In England the same cars with around 50/60K miles are going for a fraction of the price in and around 5-7.5k.
Are these ads too good to be true? Ive seen so many that it seems that mainland is just alot less cheaper, possibly as NI imports from England and adds a markup, however if anyone could point me in the right direction and some advice for buying from NI to England id greatly appreciate it.

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Hey all I recently got into UCSB for biology as an appeal and have a week to decide to make my decision. I have been debating between UCSB and UCSD as they are both my top two schools while I was applying for Fall 2023. UCSD is a stem-heavy school and am kinda leaning toward here since I am fully committed and did most of my required applications and got a great amount of financial aid. UCSB, I still don't see any financial aid package as it says it is basically nowhere to be found on my application and to double check my FAFSA application. This is going to be my first priority first which is comparing aid packages but besides that, I am leaning toward a balance between the social scene and academics. Two of my best friends from elementary school are in Kappa Sigma, and I could get into almost any of their parties and know I would have a fun ass time there and really live the college experience. On the other hand, although UCSD lacks an on-campus social scene, there are so many areas around San Diego such as pacific beach, gas lamp, Little Italy, and La Jolla. I'm 21 so it is going to be a lot more enjoyable going to bars and all that but I am more of a rage/party, good music/good vibes type of guy (If you know anywhere that has these types of events let me know lol)
With all that into consideration, I plan on going to dental school which requires a high GPA. UCSD is more rigorous than UCSB and am kind of fearful of that because I know I could possibly score higher in a less rigorous institution at UCSB (assuming).
I guess it's really about weighing the pros and cons but what would you guys consider if any of you going to the pre-med/pre-dental route? If not pre-med/pre-dental, what made you choose UCSD over other campuses?

"Come on, please, it has to be somewhere around here!"
Cogwyn was at her wit's end, and apparantly desperate enough to be begging the rotten wooden floor of the abandoned saloon she was in.
"Pst. Magical weapon?" One hand clutching the faded map, Cogwyn opened the faded parchment to check where she was again. Following the long-lost roads on the maps, her finger once again arrived in the town of Foghorn on the map, the town built on the lake-bed of the legendary Lake.
The Lake that held a legendary weapon called Excalibur.
Cogwyn needed that weapon, right about now. It would honestly be very good timing right about now. Cogwyn had lost and given up too much to be here in the ghost town of Foghorn, knee-deep in the barren territories of the long-fallen Human civilization.
Goddamn it, Cogwyn was sure the spot she was in was at the center of the long-dried lakebed. Digging her claws into the plank, Cogwyn pulled as hard she could, trying to at least dislodge it a bit. The Crownhunters will be here soon, and then she'll be screwed. There was nowhere else to run anymore.
Digging her claws deeper into the rotten wood at that thought, Cogwyn pulled harder. Her muscles strained as she grunted in effort before she lost her grip on the wood and was flung backwards from the force used to tug at the wood.
"Ugh!"
Cogwyn punched the wooden board, then immediately regretted it as she registered the pain from her punch. Nursing her fist, Cogwyn turned towards the doorframe of the building, heart dropping in her chest as she saw the blurry figures in the distance, riding towards the saloon.
Immediately standing up from her crawling position, Cogwyn reached towards the pair of daggers stashed in her pant legs and found... nothing. Right, she lost them by throwing them at the Crownhunters where they promptly flew off into the cliff the Crownhunters were standing by.
Whatever, she still had her claws.
Jumping on the table, Cogwyn screeched on the table as the Crownhunters entered the room.
"Goblin! Do not resist your death, the crimes of your kind will be paid in full!" The Crownhunters drew their swords at their leader's statement, the swish of the sword causing a pleasant metallic sound as they were unsheathed.
"Crimes of what, fucking existing?"
"Yes."
Stupid xenophobic Empire bullshit. Cogwyn bared her teeth and prepared to rake her claws all over the Crownhunters face. But before either side could make a move, a loud crack resonated in the room.
A pale, ghostly hand punched out of the floorboard Cogwyn was trying to ply open, their hand holding a bizarre L-shaped contraption.
Cogwyn stared at the pale hand. "What"
What are you waiting for? Take the gun and shoot! The voice echoed in Cogwyn's head, and sorry, a voice is speaking in her voice telling her to take—a gun? What the hell even is a gun?
I am the Lady of the Lake, the Keeper of Excalibur. The Mistress of Justice. Take the revolver and enact your justice, little Goblin.
Wait so, you're telling me Excalibur is that weirdly shaped piece of wood and metal you're holding?
Yes. The voice sounded impatient. The hand in the floor, on the other hand, rose further, revealing an arm now. For centuries I have waited for another worthy of Excalibur. Humanity has fallen, but its spirit remains in it.
Rudely, the Crownhunters attacked at that precise moment, apparently having gotten over the ghostly body slowly rising out of the ground. Flashing her attention back to the Crownhunters, Cogwyn barely managed to tip the table over and scramble out of the way before the sword cut her head clean off her shoulders.
"Asshole! I was having an in-my-head conversation there!" Cogwyn spit at the Crownhunters attacking her as she dodged out of the way of another strike, the sword burying itself into a dusty table.
By now, the Lady of the Lake's form had appeared fully. She was transparent, but her form revealed her to be a bipedal women with long hair, wearing a simple dress. Her eyes facing forwards, like a predator's. Cracking her knuckles, she rolled her arm before sending a devastating punch, knocking out one of the Crownhunters cold.
The Lady's voice crackled to life in her mind. Eat shit.
Wow, was that really what the Humans looked like? Turns out everyone needs to do some serious updating to their drawings of Humans. They had just assumed they were more prey-like, considering how peaceful their civilization was truly rumoured to be.
Cogwyn eyed the laughing Lady of the Lake with a curious side-eye. So the Humans did have a dark side. Grinning, Cogwyn caught the... gun-thing as it was thrown at her by the Lady. Holding the wooden handle, Cogwyn rushed up to one Crownhunter and bashed it on their head.
Expecting some serious magical stuff to occur, Cogwyn was disappointed when they merely fainted from the blunt force trauma. "Hey, I thought this weapon was magical!"
It is. You're just using it wrong. Grip the handle and pull the trigger—that spring near the handle—while aiming it.
Taking the Lady's advice, Cogwyn aimed as one Crownhunter rushed her and pulled the trigger. A bloom of smoke rose from the tip of the weapon as a loud boom filled the room. The gun, like a particularly violent horse, kicked back, almost forcing Cogwyn to drop the magical artefact on the ground.
The person in front of Cogwyn stopped and dropped, a hole in the middle of their chest.
"Holy shit."
Indeed.
Standing in the ruins of the room, the Lady and Cogwyn stood in the center of a whirlwind of bodies and broken furniture. Cogwyn laughed out loud in joy as she stared at the weapon in her hand.
"You know, most artifacts only allow their own species to wield them." Most ancient artifacts were too prissy to allow anyone but them to wield their precious weapons, which meant that the Elder races held all the cards when it came to power, leaving newer races to lick boots in order to get scrap.
It doesn't help that artifacts take time to materialize for any civilization.
Excalibur is not most artifacts. The voice of the Lady was calm, but an edge still held in her voice. Humanity was not most races. Back then, anyone could be a Human.
"Anyone?"
Anyone. Being Human was less being a member of a race at that point, but an idea. The weapon you hold is but a fragment of that idea, crystalized into the form we see now: justice.
"If Excalibur represents justice... What are you, then?"
The Lady paused, a devious smile on her face. Another ancient Human philosophy. One passed on from the earliest days, before even the seedling of Excalibur was even planted.
It was called... Fuck Around And Find Out. The Lady giggled before sighing. Justice doesn't serve itself, y'know.
The Lady of the Lake stretched, bones cracking as she readied up for a long journey ahead of her. Come on now, we have a government to overthrow.
Cogwyn huffed as she followed the Lady out into the desert.

This is super Long!!
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I’m not sure if this post is within the scope of this Subreddit… but I will try again.
Ok so my original post was removed before I was able to defend/ explain my side of this story. This was definitely not our brightest moment and I am in no way proud to sit here and tell everybody I was once addicted to heroine. It’s actually really hard due to the fact of what was said in the comments of my last post. But that isn’t why I am here. I’m not here to talk about my past and how I need to fix that issue because I’ve done that. That being said if you could please put yourself in my shoes and look at how my SO and I were treated during this time when we needed support and compassion, not betrayal and fake love from my MIL. MIL did try and manipulate the whole situation for no good reason other than to make herself look like she cared and make herself out to look like the “hero”. So this is another story but with a bit more explanation and background.
So me (31M yes,I forgot my age) and my SO (32F) have been together for about 4 years. Shortly after we made things “official” I found out that she was a long term heroine addict. She has been using for 10+ years. I explained earlier that at the time I was having trouble sleeping at night, but not why, but it was due to drinking too much red bull and I was on Adderall for my ADD. I drank to come down every night and when I found out about my SO and her heroine addiction she started openly doing around me so I became more and more interested in it over time because I seen how it just put her out!! I had to drink almost all day to barely fall asleep, so when I say inevitable, I mean if something is in your face like her shit was in mine, it more likely than not, is going to end up being very difficult not to try. Most people who have a heroine dependency know it only takes once or twice to be hooked. Kinda like someone eating ice cream in front of a lactose intolerant person. Not at all, I know, but I’m not trying to get too deep because I’m really here to talk about my MIL so don’t linger on our addiction.
So 2 years into our relationship my SO gets a feeling she could be pregnant. It wasn’t planned and I wish it could have waited until we were committed fully to sobriety, but that wasn’t in our cards. My MIL caught wind of my SO believing she was Pregnant and on Valentines Day gave Her a pregnancy test and a Flower. The results were in fact positive and we absolutely knew it was time to grow up and do better. MIL said she understood and made us believe we could confine in her and she would have our backs and she would Pray for us.
MIL called CPS on us when she was AROUND 7 months knowing we had a plan!We explained our situation and to CPS and they told us that they ultimately were not able to look into our case until LO was born. So she in essence tried to get him taken away right off Rip. It was later in the pregnancy when we found out we were expecting (LO Birthday is 6/27/21) so only giving my SO less than a month to find a doctor, to see Dr, and make a pretty drastic lifestyle change is definitely a little harsh. Maybe SO took a minute to get on Suboxone but how can you try and fuck with someone knowing they are putting in an effort to get better? And behind their back? (Rhetorical questions,To me it’s BS)
Anyways, she was all supportive to our faces but after we left or whatever she was off telling people we were 100% going to lose our LO. She told her sisters, her co-workers, and anybody else who knew us that we were handing rights over to her after birth because we couldn’t kick our addiction. She continued to fill her house up like she was truly going to come home with our LO. MIL completely child proofed her home to set the scene for her lies and delusions. We didn’t know. We thought MIL was just being extra and buying stuff for herself for when we “came to visit” but, nope!! She told people that “there was no way CPS will allow them to take that baby home” and “they plan to hand custody rights over to me before leaving the hospital” I even heard she had no faith that when our LO was born he wouldn’t have to go through withdrawals. All of which were UNTRUE. She KNEW SO was getting help so MIL wouldn’t have to be stuck raising our LO. We didn’t want that, we planned on getting Sober before baby came and that’s exactly what SO did. Unfortunately I wasn’t sober until after, but there wasn’t a time where both of us were using, one of us has always been sober taking care of our LO.
We did talk to everyone, even CPS, before leaving the hospital that needed to be informed and we were cleared to take him home! MIL still somehow convinced my SO that our LO was better off in her care and so CPS was called again to write up a “legal contract” (it was written with a marker on yellow lined tear-away type of paper) stating she had temporarily guardianship of our child for 6 months. All this entitled MIL to do was to go to his Drs appointments without us and to make critical decisions for him without our consent. Nothing else, we were not limited to seeing our LO or anything like that. She just needed to feel less like an idiot so I let her have her victory.
It didn’t last but maybe 2-3 months and she realized how time consuming and difficult it was to raise a newborn. She wasn’t able to do any housework and her sleeping schedule was abruptly interrupted and she just couldn’t handle it, so we of course, took him back and have been caring for him 125% since then like we always planned on doing.
Months later I don’t know what the reason was for my SO to be in her mothers closet, but she came across photos, along side court documents motioning to get full custody of our child. These were like photos you wait an hour for at your local supermarket, of my SO and I asleep with our LO in our arms sleeping himself. Every picture it was one of us nodded off, looking as though we were high as a kite looking after the LO. When I’m actuality we were napping with our NB like most new parents do, I’m sure!! But!!! she was snapping pics of us without our permission thinking she could carry out this delusion of us neglecting our LO.
She never admitted to doing us dirty, never once did we make any kind of remark, request, or even have a need for her to think she would be raising our child. She just needed everyone to see how great of a person she would be for stepping up. She needed validation for some weird reason.
As I speak my so is getting a text from her aunt saying MIL plans on taking in a homeless woman. AND SHE PROBABLY ISN’T EVEN HOMELESS!! Like she really has a problem!!!
My parents think she is unhinged, hopefully this completes the picture.

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So. I (F28) met a guy at work (M38) and told him I had never been asked out on a proper date. Like an actual go out to dinner and really be treated to a nice night. I usually just get invited to hang out at someone's place or treat them to a meal or activity etc.
Anyway, we had hung out a few times prior at his place and such which is perfectly fine since my life is a cartoon and nothing ever happens "typically" to me lol. So, I had spent the night at his and when we woke up, he tells me what he has planned for the day. We're gonna get up, get ready, drive over the pass to the "big city" (we live like 64 miles east of a big touristy town for the area over a mountain pass) and spend the day over there, eat, see a movie, shop, really whatever fits the bill. I'm like cool, sounds like a day, fucking pumped for it, love it.
We head over, having a great time, lots of laughs, good conversation etc. It's like an hour drive so great time to chat lol. We dick around for a while and decide to go eat at a local pub style resturant in town that we don't really get to enjoy unless we're in the area so why not? Well, we're talking and eating and get some drinks. Specifically, Irish Death. I had about 4 or 5 20oz glasses and I think he had like 2 lol. Bill comes, he paid, and he goes yknow I think we should hit the restrooms before we leave and I was like nah I'm good (foreshadowing, I was not). He goes to the restroom, I don't. I have never liked using public restrooms, my mom was a bit of a germaphobe when I was younger so I just got good at holding it lol. Anyway, he comes back, I stand up and in that moment, I transitioned from stone cold sober, to fucking loaded in a blink of an eye. But I got my shit handled and we walked out to the car and head home.
As we are driving, I'm noticing the pressure in my bladder begins to build. Okay, whatever, I got this. We make it over the pass. Fabulous, only like 30 miles to go. The pressure is becoming painful. Still got this. Make it into the first bigger town in the valley. Tell dude we should stop at my place because " I gotta race like a piss horse", he's like cool, not a problem we should grab some extra clothes and shit while we're there too. I'm like hell yeah, 30miles just went to like 15, I got this but GOD do I have to pee.
Keep on driving. We get 1 (one) mile away from my house and I am begging this man to pull over because I AM going to piss myself. I'm doing the potty dance, wiggling, anything to distract from the agony that I am in. This man says we are less than a mile away and as he says this, I uncontrollably piss myself.
Do you know what it's like as an adult, to look into the eyes of another adult and tell them you just pissed yourself? because I didn't until that moment. This man is howling. He's like "ONE MILE!!!! WE ARE ONE MILE AWAY!!!! I CAN SEE YOUR HOUSE!!!!" which I am apologizing like a mad woman in between my own laughs because of course I would do this on my first real date.
We pull into my place, I immediately grab a towel and cleaner (THANK GOD for leather seats) and clean his car up, go inside, say thank you for the date and apologized again. Told him he can leave (because even though I'm tanked and laughing, I am mortified) and I'm sorry for any trouble and I totally understand if he doesn't want to see me again, no hard feelings because I would also like to never see me again too. He reassures me because now I'm starting to break down. I strip and get in the shower and ugly cry and when I got out he was just chilling on my couch. I told him I was ok and he really doesn't have to wait for me and I'll be ok. I go to my room and throw on the most depressing and comfy clothes I have because, clearly, I will never see him again because I'm a nightmare. I plop on my bed and curl up to cry and have my drunk pitty party, and he comes in and curls up right behind me on my bed and just held me.
After like 2 mins of my pitty party he gently shakes me and goes "so, are you done? Ready to get up now? We have plans still and I still wanna hang out with you." I spun around so fast because, like, really??? Were you not there for this whole traumatic experience??? And he just said, next time I suggest we use the restroom, you should probably do that lmaooo.
Anyway, we're engaged now and I have never been more happy or loved in my entire life and this is definitely one of the most embarrassing stories that has ever happened to me. But, hey, now it's at least on the internet for forever.

I'm (35m) going to America later this year to see a friend (27f) who I've known for nearly 7 years. We've always been great friends since we met (when I lived over there), and she has even visited me in London when she was passing through Europe. We met at college in a shared class.
Recently, her messages have become very short, usually one word answers. I've called her when I can, to check things are OK, and it's always fine on the call. We laugh and joke, and she says she appreciates how easy it is to talk with me. She says work sucks... I did ask bluntly if she still wanted me to visit (if it was a good time to do so), or if I'd done anything to upset her, and she said that my visit is going to be excellent and to definitely still come. She also randomly messaged me the other day saying that she appreciates she can always be honest with me.
Yesterday, I finally got the flight tickets and sent the screenshot. She put "WooooOO", and when I wrote that I was excited to see her and explore a new part of America, she put "SAME". I figured she was at work at the time, but there's been nothing else. She's always been very communicative, but the past few months have made me concerned about these short answers.
Can anyone help me to understand if there's anything I'm missing, or if I'm just being para? Or perhaps what I can do to be more supportive of her?

Howdy gang,
I have just recently gotten into System Shock 2, and going into it, I knew about the spiders, and went in with the plan to just use Jocke's mod to delete them from the game. What I was not anticipating was my adoration for the game, and the desire to try to be as true to the original as possible (not counting SCP and major fixes like that.) So I have come to a dilemma, I can play the game without feeling like I'm going to pass out, but I also feel like deleting 3 types of enemies really cripples the difficulty by a noticeable margin. I tried with the mod off, and I flat out couldn't do it. No matter how hard I tried to power through, the adults just flat out made me too sick to continue.
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I was wondering, is there a way to edit the models in such a way that the spiders behave the same way 'stat' wise, poison damage, all that jazz, but the model itself is modded/hacked/edited to shit to such a degree that it is unrecognizable? I made my own sprite for Terraria to replace the spiders with MS Paint-grade circles, but I realize that a 2D sprite doesn't stack up to a 3D model. It does not need to look good, as long as it is less spidery (a jumping cube would do the trick!) I was initially thinking of just pasting over the texture file with a photo or a meme or something to make it less 'cohesive,' but I have no earthly clue how to edit crf files and redistribute them back into the game. I opened up the mesh.crf file, and it's all greek to me, I'm afraid. I got a buddy who does a lot with Blender, so if we can somehow figure out the tech side of things, we got the model in the bag
At this point, I'm so addicted to the game that I would be willing to pay someone to make this a reality. System Shock is just too good
Thank you for reading, I greatly appreciate it! The talent of the modding scene never fails to amaze me.
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Source https://twitter.com/KarylrzAki/status/1667072743794421767?t=ER4rb50uMBD_dus9IxwVzg&s=19

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