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Im still traumatized from the way I was beaten in high school. It was horrific and depressing. I’ve been trying to recover but really what I’ve been doing is just pushing it to the side.
The other day at my college grad, I saw the bully that use to give me problems 24/7. He’s basically done anything he wanted to me and got off free. I went to the hospital after one of the beatings he gave me as I almost went blind in my left high from how he punched my eye when I was already on the ground from him body slamming me. I was a skinny little kid when he was bullying me and he basically looked like the hulk at 15/16 (I’m convinced he was on roids he was just too big at that age even when I see old photos at my age now 25 I still get surprised how big he was).
He came up to me with a big smile congratulating me as he was graduating too. I started shaking and nearly vomited from all the PTSD he’s dumped on me. I didn’t really say anything but pretend I didn’t really acknowledge his presence. He addressed he was sorry back when he was 19 but I don’t believe his apology this was one too many apologies and he always used it as away to get back into my life to mess me up.
He looks healthy and looks like he has his life in order. I’m still battling everyday not trying to delete myself off this planet because I’m stuck in 2015. People keep saying karma this karma that but I don’t see now thing I’m angry I want to see him live a miserable life already or at least be abused or experience a tragic event that leaves him permanently damaged.
How can I recover

Im still traumatized from the way I was beaten in high school. It was horrific and depressing. I’ve been trying to recover but really what I’ve been doing is just pushing it to the side.
The other day at my college grad, I saw the bully that use to give me problems 24/7. He’s basically done anything he wanted to me and got off free. I went to the hospital after one of the beatings he gave me as I almost went blind in my left high from how he punched my eye when I was already on the ground from him body slamming me. I was a skinny little kid when he was bullying me and he basically looked like the hulk at 15/16 (I’m convinced he was on roids he was just too big at that age even when I see old photos at my age now 25 I still get surprised how big he was).
He came up to me with a big smile congratulating me as he was graduating too. I started shaking and nearly vomited from all the PTSD he’s dumped on me. I didn’t really say anything but pretend I didn’t really acknowledge his presence. He addressed he was sorry back when he was 19 but I don’t believe his apology this was one too many apologies and he always used it as away to get back into my life to mess me up.
He looks healthy and looks like he has his life in order. I’m still battling everyday not trying to delete myself off this planet because I’m stuck in 2015. People keep saying karma this karma that but I don’t see now thing I’m angry I want to see him live a miserable life already or at least be abused or experience a tragic event that leaves him permanently damaged.
How can I recover

Shit mate Ive met so many people this weekend it's fucking unreal, you guys are genuinely so amazing and the gizz culture over here in the states is better than it is back home in Australia by 10 fold. You were all such an incredible group of people to meet, but I need to give special shout outs to Echo, Streamus, Mystery Jack and ESPECIALLY my boy Boogieman Sam who I spent nearly my entire weekend with. It was a much more emotional goodbye than I thought it would be but to meet such an amazing and accepting group has absolutely made my entire USA trip. If you guys are ever in Sydney/Australia you fucken give me a text or something and I'll sort youse out, I know you guys did the same for me.
You guys are absolutely unreal, and I love every single one of you. Cheers, Luke

Im still traumatized from the way I was beaten in high school. It was horrific and depressing. I’ve been trying to recover but really what I’ve been doing is just pushing it to the side.
The other day at my college grad, I saw the bully that use to give me problems 24/7. He’s basically done anything he wanted to me and got off free. I went to the hospital after one of the beatings he gave me as I almost went blind in my left high from how he punched my eye when I was already on the ground from him body slamming me. I was a skinny little kid when he was bullying me and he basically looked like the hulk at 15/16 (I’m convinced he was on roids he was just too big at that age even when I see old photos at my age now 25 I still get surprised how big he was).
He came up to me with a big smile congratulating me as he was graduating too. I started shaking and nearly vomited from all the PTSD he’s dumped on me. I didn’t really say anything but pretend I didn’t really acknowledge his presence. He addressed he was sorry back when he was 19 but I don’t believe his apology this was one too many apologies and he always used it as away to get back into my life to mess me up.
He looks healthy and looks like he has his life in order. I’m still battling everyday not trying to delete myself off this planet because I’m stuck in 2015. People keep saying karma this karma that but I don’t see now thing I’m angry I want to see him live a miserable life already or at least be abused or experience a tragic event that leaves him permanently damaged.
How can I recover

The Northstar, Titan's Orbit
Polaris, in the middle of a much-needed nap at his desk, looked up in a daze as his computer beeped, alerting him of an incoming call. He shook himself awake before answering. "Hello?" he said groggily.
"Hey, Old Light. Sounds like I woke you up," Crow's voice replied Polaris could practically hear his protege's smirk. "Everything alright?"
"Just peachy." Polaris rubbed his eyes. "What's up, Crow?"
"Not much. I was at the Farm this morning and Queen Mara asked for you. I've been trying to reach you all day."
"Yeah, I've been, uh..." Polaris recalled everything he'd done in the past twelve hours: sleeping, eating ice cream, crying, trying to get some overdue mission reports done, then getting bored and sleeping again. "Very busy."
Crow chuckled. "I'm sure. Well, whenever you're free, drop by the Farm. Mara's waiting."
"I'll be right there. Seeya around, kiddo." Polaris ended the call and yawned loudly before getting up and changing into his typically pristine armor, though it found itself in a sorry state tonight. He pushed the button on his intercom and relayed his instructions to the vessel's pilot: "Set a course for the EDZ on Earth. Got business at the Farm."
"Expecting a fight?" Daedalus asked, orbiting his Guardian curiously. "Farm's pretty safe."
"No, but can't be too careful with Mara. She might have some kind of special assignment for me or something. There's always another one, no matter how many I have stacked up," Polaris grumbled, adjusting his cloak as the Northstar descended toward the Farm. It was as quiet as it had been ever since the team's mission of retribution against the Shadow Legion following Amanda Holliday's death. Some civilians of various species going about their business here and there, but no notable operations anymore.
Queen Mara Sov, sitting alone aside from one horse in the Farm's stables, glanced skyward as she heard the approaching roar of the Northstar's engines. Before long, Polaris made his way to her location. "It's been some time, Young Wolf," she said, stroking the horse's mane.
Polaris's face immediately scrunched up. "Still hate that name. I see you've met Gorilla."
Mara frowned. "...Gorilla?"
"The horse. His name's Gorilla. He's a hero, y'know."
"What exactly did... Gorilla do that was so heroic?"
Polaris chuckled. "Back in the Red War, during the mission to retake the Last City, the assault teams had to approach the City in a way that the Cabal wouldn't notice. So their ships dropped them out near Twilight Gap, and they made the rest of the journey on foot. But to make sure everything was clear along the way, they had a trio of scouts go ahead on horseback. Gorilla was one of those horses- along with his brothers, Elmer and Krazy, may they rest in peace. Without him, the assault team may have been ambushed along the walk to the City by Cabal forces. But thankfully Gorilla and his brothers were there to help." He walked over to Gorilla and scratched behind his ear. "He's been living here ever since."
"And what of his brothers? Elmer and Crazy?" Mara asked. "From what you've said, I assume they are dead."
"Krazy. With a K. But yeah. Krazy was killed by a Cabal sniper near the City's outer walls. He and his rider happened to be spotted while they were scouting ahead, and, well... a horse is a bigger target than a Guardian. As for Elmer, he was caught in an explosion during the battle. He survived it, but his injuries were severe enough that he had to be put to sleep, rather than letting him suffer for his natural lifespan. So Gorilla's the only one left. But he's been handling it well. Haven't you, boy?" Polaris smiled up at the horse, who gave a happy neigh in response. "So. What did you need? Crow said you wanted to talk to me."
Mara nodded, sitting down on a wooden bench. "I did. But I do not have a mission for you if that is what you expected."
Polaris took a seat next to the Queen. "Then what's up?"
"I simply wished to speak with you."
Polaris narrowed his eyes. "To what end? You don't do anything without a purpose."
Mara looked away from the Guardian. "Amanda Holliday's death has weighed heavy on all who knew her. As I said then, I have lived for eons. I have seen countless deaths. They still hurt, but it has become... easier for me, than for most. But it will never be easier to stomach how it affects those I care for."
Polaris swallowed a retort that probably wouldn't have gone over well, instead choosing to stare at the stable floor.
"That includes you, Polaris." Mara looked back at him. "So, if you insist that I must have a purpose, then my only purpose is this: I am concerned for you. Your shoulders have borne more weight than any of your peers in much less time than most. I can see it in your face- you are beyond exhausted. I know you do not see me as a friend, but if you have anything you wish to speak of, I will be here to listen."
Polaris covered his face with his hands for a brief moment. "Where do I even start?" He met Mara's eyes.
"Wherever you wish." Mara reached over and took hold of Polaris's hand. "I was speaking with Elisabeth Bray once when she said something similar to me. Then she remembered something. A wise Hunter once told her, 'The beginning is usually a pretty good place.'"
Polaris's slack fingers closed around Mara's hand as a hint of a smile crept onto his lips. He shifted to be a little closer to her. "Using my own words against me. Devious, Your Grace. Very devious. Well. As you might remember, my friend Hecate went Dark a while back. She was a fugitive for a long time. Then, right after the Traveler ascended, she came to find me. She told me she wanted to come back to the City. Rejoin the Vanguard. I was all for it. She's doing great, but I can see the pain in her eyes whenever I see her. And I just don't know how to help. On top of that, Aunor and I... we're done. Again. For good this time."
"How did it happen?" Mara asked. "Another fight?"
"No. It was much more peaceful. We've barely seen each other recently. Been so busy with our own work that we... don't have time for each other anymore. But right before Titan reappeared, she and I finally got to be with each other again. First time we've been face to face in months. In the morning, she said we needed to talk. She basically told me we were too big of a distraction for each other. Even when we're apart, if we're involved with each other, we'd only be dividing our focus away from... 'what really matters,' in her words. Can't say I'm surprised- she's always put duty first- but to hear it spelled out like that didn't feel amazing. But I gotta admit... she's got a point."
Mara nodded slowly. "People like ourselves... we must always put the mission before our personal desires." She watched as Polaris's already somber expression saddened. "But that does not mean we must stifle our love for those around us. Amanda knew this, and she loved with all her heart."
"Cayde knew it too. But I guess it's a lesson some of us still have to learn, huh?" Polaris looked back at the Queen with a small smirk. "Not naming names, though."
A brief chuckle escaped from Mara before she caught herself. "Yes. I suppose we do. Although before we can express our love to those around us, perhaps we must first embrace and express our love for ourselves."
"It's always funny hearing you talk like that."
"What do you mean?"
"Like you don't want to be understood. And you want whoever you're talking with to understand that they don't understand." Polaris froze, panic setting in as he saw something change in Mara's expression. "Shit. I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No. It's fine, Polaris." Mara chuckled again, more openly this time. "The first Queen's Wrath, Sjur Eido, once said nearly the exact same thing to me. You do remind me of her sometimes, though she was perhaps more... straightforward. There were fewer dimensions to her than yourself, though at your core, you're similar to her." She stared into Polaris's eyes. Today, they were electric blue, as bright and as powerful as a bolt of Arc lightning.
"How so?" the Hunter asked.
"You and Sjur are endlessly passionate. Powerful. Charming. Problem solvers, though in different ways. Always determined to follow your chosen path, no matter what might draw you away from it. In a sea of the exceptional, you both stand above your peers."
Polaris was suddenly very aware of the fact that Mara still hadn't let go of his hand, even though his own had gone lax a few moments ago- and that her tone had changed a little. And had she gotten closer? Or had he shifted closer to her? He couldn't be quite sure. "High, uh... high praise from you, Your Grace."
Mara paused before letting go of Polaris's hand and standing up. "And I mean every word. But... I suppose that is all I wished to say to you. You are free to go."
Polaris also stood. "Yeah. I'll do that. Got some things to do. But... thanks, Mara. And the same offer you extended to me goes back to you. Anything you need to talk about, I'll be here." He could practically feel that Mara wanted to say more, and so did he, but now was not the time. And this was certainly not the place. "Well. Uh. Oh, screw it." He pulled Mara into a tight hug.
Mara's eyes widened for a moment as she was taken aback by the gesture, but she instinctively returned it, closing her eyes.
"You said earlier that you didn't think I saw you as a friend. You were wrong. You are my friend, Mara. One of my best."
Mara felt Polaris's breathing synchronize with her own. The Prince of the Sky and the Queen of the Awoken silently stood in each other's embrace for a moment before she spoke again. "You must never forget to love with all your heart, Polaris. As must I. We do not know who will walk away from this battle with us and who will be lost along the way."
"I promise." Polaris stepped away from Mara. "See you around, my lady." He bowed to the Queen, only partially in a joking manner, then transmatted back to his Ketch.
Mara took a deep breath before looking back at Gorilla, who was staring at her. "What?" she bluntly asked the horse. Then she noticed it seemed to be looking just over her shoulder instead of directly at her. She turned just in time to see Crow drop his invisibility.
The young Hunter had an amused smirk on his face. "Haven't seen you like that since... well, you know. Are you thinking of...?"
Mara put a hand on her hip. "It is as I said. The mission, the plan... ending the Witness comes first. Why were you spying on us?"
"Couldn't help myself." Crow shrugged. "Truth be told, I've been concerned about him too. I was worried that you'd say or do something, or send him on some exhausting mission that would push him past the breaking point... but I was pleasantly surprised. I think talking to you did him some good. He seemed a little... I don't know. Lighter, when he left."
"If I have been able to provide some relief to him, then I am satisfied. Even if it is only a little. Don't you have work to be doing?"
"Heh. Suppose I do. And so do you. Bye, Mara." Crow nodded to his sister as he transmatted away.
"Goodbye, Crow." Mara walked out of the stable, breathing in the cool midnight air. She felt a little lighter as well.
hi. sorry for disappearing (again). i, uh... i don't really know if i want to go anywhere with this particular relationship. i like the concept, but pursuing it actively would probably interfere with canon too much. we'll see, though. anyway. got a little bit depressing tonight, which might reflect my life in general (my stories often do). but there's a little glimmer of hope in there too. i'm not super proud of this particular entry, but it will have to do. hope you enjoyed
~ P.

I have nearly 4 year old iPhone 11 ProMax with a bashed screen that still works but is inconvenient. I brought it to the Apple Store and they told me 378$ usd to fix the one when I can buy a new one for 512$ online. My wife a year ago fixed hers for 78$ at private store and her front camera no longer works.
I am really torn here. What do you guys recommend? Ideally I don’t want a new phone. I am leaning towards second hand repair.

Im still traumatized from the way I was beaten in high school. It was horrific and depressing. I’ve been trying to recover but really what I’ve been doing is just pushing it to the side.
The other day at my college grad, I saw the bully that use to give me problems 24/7. He’s basically done anything he wanted to me and got off free. I went to the hospital after one of the beatings he gave me as I almost went blind in my left high from how he punched my eye when I was already on the ground from him body slamming me. I was a skinny little kid when he was bullying me and he basically looked like the hulk at 15/16 (I’m convinced he was on roids he was just too big at that age even when I see old photos at my age now 25 I still get surprised how big he was).
He came up to me with a big smile congratulating me as he was graduating too. I started shaking and nearly vomited from all the PTSD he’s dumped on me. I didn’t really say anything but pretend I didn’t really acknowledge his presence. He addressed he was sorry back when he was 19 but I don’t believe his apology this was one too many apologies and he always used it as away to get back into my life to mess me up.
He looks healthy and looks like he has his life in order. I’m still battling everyday not trying to delete myself off this planet because I’m stuck in 2015. People keep saying karma this karma that but I don’t see now thing I’m angry I want to see him live a miserable life already or at least be abused or experience a tragic event that leaves him permanently damaged.
How can I recover

Vent: Narc and I are basically roommates. He wants to divorce every-time when he is angry (he uses me as a scapegoat for almost everything) , but won’t do it. It feels like he is waiting until I do it. And if I don’t like how much of an asshole he is, he tells me “there’s the door.” (Please no comments about how I can leave anytime, there is a trauma bond.) But he won’t change. Never. We just go to work, our schedules are different and I am primary parent to our 7 yr old daughter. I do everything for and with her! Single married working mom!!! I work full time near home. He works far away and has odd hours so can’t really participate.
Despite how shitty our marriage is, it is my goal (maybe job as a mom ) to make sure she thrives as a youngling !!! The school year is ending in 3 days, and we agreed to enroll her in summer school and swim lessons for 6 weeks, and has about 3 weeks of no activities before new school year starts. If we divorce all of this will be much harder. I have fear that he will serve me divorce papers , or something that would disrupt her schedule, somewhere before school starts. This is my Worst case scenario thinking, paranoia. (Unrelated: I even signed up for a 3 month gym membership too, that may be affected !)
She talks about wanting to go to Disneyland. Haven’t heard his reply when she tells her that. But he is very anti- family time because he has “beef” with me. He says he doesn’t want to be FAKE. It breaks my fucking heart he doesn’t want to be the bigger MAN and be good dad with her mom, around her. Can cause so much damage in many ways. I am opposite of course, more mature about it. Sigh.

I am 24M, when I was in high school my best time was a 2:02. I had ran the 800 for three years, and joined cross country my senior year after having always played football. After graduating I started smoking cigarettes and smoked from about age 18-23. I didn’t really exercise much during this time except for a few short lived attempts at lifting. I quit smoking a little over a year ago now and am starting to get back into running again. One of my friends that ran in college told me that he could get me to run under a 2:00 800m with the right training and dedication. Given all the above info, is it possible?
(I should also point out that our coaching in high school wasn’t near as good as many of the other schools in our area, I came to find out years later that they were doing much more intense training and higher mileage, so I always thought that if I had trained the way they did I could’ve broken 2:00.)

I am 27 and was in a relationship for nearly 11 years that just ended 9 months ago. In all honesty, it should’ve ended a couple years ago but we dragged it out thinking we could fix looming issues that were not fixable. I recently started talking to a guy my age that I went to elementary and middle school with that has a son that is about to turn 3. He is a single dad and right now the kid’s BM lives in another state and has not seen him in months. Never dating as an adult to now dating someone with a child is a bit daunting. But he is so nice and it’s obvious we really like each other. He’s very into me. I have some hesitations given it feels weird to talk to someone else that isn’t my ex.
Other random but important context - I have three female cats - two of them are 5 and one of them is about to turn 2. I got them all as kittens so they are my babies. It took a while for my two 5 year olds to warm up to the youngest cat but now they don’t mind and tolerate her. They’re a bit skittish with new people, especially my youngest, but they do eventually warm up especially when people that come over know their name and call them over they gain trust quickly. They have been around children a couple of times and they usually get a bit finicky. My youngest was only a few months old the last time she was around kids and she did well, but I can imagine as an adult cat now who is skittish with new people she will not cope well. And the other two were a little swatty and stayed away when kids came over.
The guy I’m talking to has a female cat as well that is about 7 years old. Not sure his cat has ever cohabited with another cat. She does NOT like his son at all. She meows and swats at him every time he comes near even if he is paying her no mind. He is loud and has a lot of energy given that he is a toddler.
I know this is really far in advance since I’m only in the early stages of dating, but we are already almost 30 and I don’t want to waste time but also don’t want to jump ship just because I’m anxious. If things get serious with this person, it’s inevitable that we will move in together. I am SO worried my cats will not adjust to his kid OR his other cat and will just be miserable and I’ve had an insane amount of anxiety over it the last couple of days. I also get worried his cat and/or kid will hurt my cats. I know a lot of people might see this as crazy but my cats were here first and I value them as much as I would a child of my own.
Does anyone have any advice or experience with a similar situation? Has anyone felt similarly and everything ended up working out?
Thank you for reading this far 😊

For me it's definetly Mike and Zoey (honorable mention to Owen, although not nearly disliked as much as others)

So it starts from here I was going to my centre in metro
And there i saw this girl Exceptional can be used to define her beauty
She has that feminine aura around her Her baby face Her skin ( just like a new born ) Hairs that made me remember Rapunzel And her clothes ( she dressed so feminine I forgot all my syllabus)
She was hell out of my league but i kinda sensed it that she is also going to the same centre
I decided to give it a go.asked her about that centre Yeah she was going there
We both got along ( her cute and my rugged appearance created a good contrast for everyone on the metro )
But then Her paper 1 went quite unexpected she was sad almost at the verge of crying she rests her head on my shoulders ( I felt like a man ). I showed my empathy ( as my paper went even shittier than her's)
Coming from her class after paper 2 she jumped out of joy Her Paper 2 went well ( me bhibohot khush tha uske liye ) There was heavy crowd so we both get into a corner side we talked alot about life ratrace philosophy She innocently listened to all my thoughts 5 baj rhe the Light rays from sun illuminating her face,her sparkling eyes had a whole universe in them
Sunlight bothering her and her gorgeously acting like she didn't care After a long talk we both shook hand said bye to eachother She breasted boobily towards the Stairs and tittied downwards.

I don't see much talk about their beard oil, just wanted to drop my one week review of Ol' Saint Nick (:
I'm no beard enthusiast, I honestly only keep one because my partner likes it. That being said, I needed something to make my scraggle less itchy, particularly when sleeping (on my face) and hopefully smell and look a bit nicer.
My facial hair is the longest it's been in months and it isn't nearly as itchy as it was before. Most of the itch now stems from my mustache hairs coming in contact with my nose, so you can't really blame it for that. I just need a lil trim haha.
It smells just like the bar with the cinnamon being toned down a lot. It's mostly the pepperminty, sweet tobacco that I know and love Ol' Saint Nick for, as pleasant as it gets in my opinion.
Their beard oil as a whole is bit pricey, but you do get more than I expected (2oz) so it should last me at least 3-4 months. You don't need to use much per application.
I definitely recommend giving the beard oil a shot with your next order, especially if you have a discount! Going to be restocking when low, hopefully they release barbershop in beard oil :) you can't convice me that wouldn't be the perfect application for barbershop haha
Edit: beard* in the title, fml😭

Recently I was begging my mom to talk to me in my room because I didn't want anybody listening in, the time I asked her this was around 12am (albeit it was late but she was awake)
My brother was also awake and after I closed the door he kept on opening it or barging in continously and I begged my mom to tell him to stop since he wouldn't listen to me (I am the youngest and my brother that was bothering me is the middle child and my moms favorite).
The middle child, the one barging into my room continously, thought it was a joke and I openly expressed my distress to my mom telling her it's an emergency. I wanted to ask her to tell my brother's and my dad not to barge into my room anymore without knocking because I am a 13f. My brother also has anger issues and is barely on the spectrum, but he's there, and he has physically assaulted every member of my family before from biting during a fight to throwing shoes he's done it all and my mom can only see the good in him.
When we were younger he used to beat down on me and had even worse anger issues that he now takes out on my mom instead of me. He mentally abuses my mom and physically grabs her shoulders and makes her sit down to "talk" whenever my mom tries to punish him by taking his Xbox or wifi away. By talk I mean a one sided conversation filled with "Don't say anything, mom!" And "I didn't ask you to speak yet".
It sounds terrible and this goes on for hours on end, but at the least 20mins. This had happened earlier that day, so my mom yold me she was tired when i asked her to talk for just 5 minutes (anytime me or my oldest brother try to interfere we get curse words from the middle child and our mom yelling at us to stop interfering).
She continously refused, but finally came in, the middle child kept barging in and stuff, and then he just came into my room and started looking around and taking some of my stuff. I sat near the door begging my mom to tell uik to leave and stop taking my things, but she completely shuts down and ignores us if we start creating "drama".
I was on my knees begging her near the door and i was gripping on the door handle with tears in my eyes. From the way I was positioned, I had a table right behind me, but if you walked to my right you could get there easily instead of going through me, but my brother proceeded to almost ram into me trying to get to my table and when I asked my mom if she found a problem with this she said "No."
So I never got to talk to her about my problem because after that I was so upset I asked her to please leave if she couldn't find anything wrong with him looking through my things and ramming into me when there's an easier way to go (and he has long arms so there was no need for him to get closer, it was intentional trust me).
What the hell can I even tell my mom to snap her out of the delusion that she can "fix him"?

Hey :) my name is Simon, I'm a 28 French guy, I live in a small town near Paris. I don't have any foreign friends and I'm looking to practice my English. I would like to reduce my ugly French accent (Les français, françaises et autres francophones sont également les bienvenus)
About myself: I'm working in the sociomedical field as a psychologist. I have a cat. I like science fiction, psychedelic and experimental music, art, sports, football, concerts, video games (currently playing TOTK) and I'm open to a lot of new stuff
If you decide to write me, please introduce yourself a bit, and tell me your favourite colour (it's a way to check if you read my post until the end)
See you :)

Had a very rough night and got nearly no sleep, just arrived at work so damn tired.
I’m open to chatting with any age or gender. Still kind of new to this whole reddit chatting/making friends thing but would love to meet some new people! I’m pretty open minded and have alot of interests, so feel free to drop me a message and help me get through the workday :)

Bad things have been happening to me all of my life. I remember my mom saying I was “retarded” while I pretended to sleep. Just because I had trouble speaking as a kid. Now as an adult I realize I was just having social anxiety but my mom hated that.
I used to get bullied as a kid in elementary school and ate by myself. My parents were strict to I didn’t really build friendships outside school unless it was an extracurricular like dancing or sports and I ducked at both.
In middle school was my first contact with self harm. I had watched the movie thirteen and like the girl in the movie, I felt comfort in slitting my wrists. I confided in a friend and my entire class started to call me “psycho” . My mom found out and punched me for ruining her reputation.
The next year while I was in class some boys called me ugly. I was so ashamed I didn’t want my friends to tell the teacher. They did. My parents found out which added to my shame.
Later that year, my mom passed away of cancer. I was 14. While I was shocked, I felt relief. Relief she would no longer insult or hurt me.
Around that time I got a new haircut and suddenly boys started to notice me. I was so shy and awkward that I made up for it by going straight to kissing and touching to avoid conversations. That’s how the rest of my relationships became even as an adult.
I lied to the world about being not being a virgin because I was. I ended up giving “it” to an older man because it was the only way no one my age would find out I was still a virgin. Around that time I was going out with one of my schools teachers. I was just 17. I never had sex with him but it got scary one time that he followed me home and I was by myself.
When I was in college things somewhat improved but I always felt lonely. I never had friends who cared enough and I covered that by always being in relationships. I never had a big family and I never attended family parties. I never learned how to dance or how to be social. My only sister got married and never introduced me to her partner or let me know she was getting married. It was a small intimate wedding but I never felt important enough even though I tell her everything.
I always ended up with men who needed me to take care of them. The college dropout who I did his school work for and who left me for another woman after he graduated.
After that I went on a tinder binge and had sex with about 5-10 people and I can’t recall their names. I met one man who took me out for dinner. I ended up being drugged and r*aped in my sleep.
I let my doorman who was 53 years old perform oral s*x on me. I was 23. I never felt so much regret and disgust for myself in my life.
At that time I met a man who would become my husband 2 years later. Now that I think about it it was too soon for us to marry. He never demonstrated sexual interest in me and always raised his voice at me. On my 25th birthday I asked him if he loved me and he said “love has to be built”. It had been 1 year after we started dating. A few months later he asked me to marry him while he said “I love you” for the first time. I don’t want to make this post about him but he rejected me so much. After he got his green card he left me. Now he’s with a beautiful woman and told her I love you after the first 2 months. I am in the process of divorce and we’ve been separated for nearly 3 years.
When I first got separated from him I tried to fill that void by shopping. I got into debt of 45k in just two years and I’ve let most of the payments default. I am so scared but i can’t afford it. I was also hospitalized twice and incurred medical debt. The only good thing that happened to me during that time was getting into my dream school for my doctoral program with a scholarship. I’ve always liked to learn and I want to build a career where I can help others. After all, sometimes I feel that everything that happens to me has a bigger purpose and that I should serve the world and help it become a better place.
I’ve been seeing someone for 1 year and for the first time I’m with someone who calls me pretty all the time and reassures his love for me. Even though I gained 20 pounds while dating him after starting my doctoral program, he always shows he desires me and has never rejected me. He helped me apply for school and takes care of the dishes when I’m too tired. He’s been my rock but I’ve been hurt by life so much I can’t appreciate that I’m worthy of anyone’s love.
I ended up getting pregnant. Due to financial reasons I decided to go for an abortion. I didn’t want to because I love my partner. He was by my side even though he wanted to keep it. The abortion ended up being incomplete. I spent two days in the hospital thinking I would die. I haven’t healed from that yet and all I do is sleep, eat, and cry. It’s so recent still.
Even though I am no longer with my ex husband I can’t stop comparing myself to his new partner. Physically, she’s everything he ever wanted in terms of what I observed about him while we were married. His friends always rejected me and I see how much love his friends have for her. It reminds me of the rejection my mother dad towards me and the rejection my peers had in school. I will always be the weird and ugly one.
I have isolated myself so much that I don’t have friends. I cry a lot though I’ve never thought of dying. Somehow, being depressed is so familiar to me that it’s all I’ve ever known. Even when I was little I would write about me having no worth in my journals. I’ve kept those journals many years.
However, something strange awoke me a few nights ago. I had a dream where I was in my childhood home and kept knocking on my sister’s door and she wouldn’t open. Suddenly a huge figure that looked like my mom broke into my room asked me what was going on. I went on my knees and started to cry and said that I was so tired of bad things happening to me. It was like my soul was vulnerable in that moment in my sleep. I can’t stop thinking about that dream or what it could’ve meant.
What does this dream mean and how can I use it to transform myself?

Had a very rough night and got nearly no sleep, just arrived at work so damn tired.
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Alright this is a gross topic so if you have a bad stomach don’t read any further but let me continue I am a 14 year old boy who is just a normal kid but there is a huge red spot on my body which I think is ether a pimple that has a bag and stuff or a ingrown hair and the problem is it’s on my body part down below in any other case I would ask my mom to fix it but I don’t want her going anywhere near this I have told no one about this and it’s been there for 2 years it’s gotten so bad that it looks like a tumor so Reddit I need help with this because I’ve been in pain for the past 6 months now

i just want to start off by saying that all of the victims look great and julie specifically looks almost identical to her concept art, so i know that they can and have done a good job creating the character models.
now, onto sissy. my question is, did they make her model unattractive because they decided against a physically attractive female killer, or did they just struggle to make it happen? it’s actually shocking how different she looks from her concept art in all of the footage we’ve seen of her so far, especially because johnny looks accurate to his.
the concept art is giving mia goth, and the model is giving mia gross. me personally, i think her being ugly is fitting and makes way more sense, but what was the point in making her cute in the art then? her dress is also different on her model (it’s sleeveless and the neckline is higher), and so is her hair (it’s lighter and tied back neater).
it’s also worth mentioning that on her trading card, her face looks the same as in her concept art, but they fixed the dress to be sleeveless and have a higher neckline like the model, which leads me to believe that they intend for her face and hair to look like the concept art in-game, which it does not.
i know that it’s called /concept art/ for a reason, and i hope this post doesn’t come across as too negative because i’m in love with this game from what i’ve seen so far and it has all of my support, it’s just been a topic of discussion for me and my friends lately and i’m finally posting this to hopefully get an answer for us or to see if others agree.
on a more positive note regarding sissy, kristina has absolutely killed it in what i’ve heard so far and her ability is super intriguing and i’m excited to see how it plays.