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Once he starts to wake up he feels a comforting warmth around him. Opening his eyes his vision is still dark. Once his vision clears he realizes he's looking at a black claw.
Following the claw he finds Palinurus snuggled against his back, her face settled in a peaceful bliss.
'This feels nice,' muses Crabron, making sure not to move and wake her, 'But should it? She's my friend and this is a very intimate pose.'
'What if you became more?' asks another train of thought, 'You could be happy.'
'But what if she doesn't want anything more,' questions Crabron.
'Of course she does, think back a little bit, she wasn't looking for guards she was looking at you. Need proof? Her flustered response is all you need, or how about when you mentioned dating and she hastily backtracked?'
As he is arguing with himself Crabron notices that her smile has turned to fear and her breath quickens, as she mumbles, "No, Crabron! No, no, no!"
'She must be having a nightmare!' thinks Crabron as he shakes her awake, "Palinurus, Palinurus, wake up. I'm alright."
With a gasp she jumps awake. Wrapping his wings around her he whispers, "It's okay Palinurus. It's okay. I'm right here. I'm alright."
"Thank the moons!" Exclaims Palinurus, "I dreamt that you never woke up from Sheyleyong's attack. I was thinking about what I would do. If, if you died. I was thinking about how I could even live with you gone," she starts to panic. "I couldn't bear the thought of living without you and all the things I would never say. What I would miss out on!"
As she rambles an he carefully shuts her mouth with a gentle claw silencing her worries.
In the sudden silence he speaks, "You don't need to worry about that, ever. I'll always be here when you need me, even if it means leaving a mission. You've been at my side for as long as I can remember. Hell I don't even remember how we met, just that you've been there for me just as I have for you. Some stuck up, slaving, honey snorter, won't change that."
She looks at him with tears in her eyes, "But you nearly died. When you were out it was like you were gone, no matter what I did you never even flinched, you had two dislocated ribs and you'd lost a lot of blood."
"Looks like Clearsight hasn't decided to accept me." Comments Crabron with a smug but gentle smile, "And a couple dislocated ribs certainly won't kill me."
A look of sudden remembrance crosses her face, "Ooh, that reminds me, to fix your ribs you need to relocate them yourself."
"How am I supposed to do that?" Asks Crabron.
"According to Viceroy, the doctor who lives here, you need to take a deep breath and try to blow it out without opening your mouth and plugging your nose." Crabron tries and gasps in pain.
Palinurus places a comforting claw on his shoulder, "Keep at it until you feel them pop back into place. If you black out I have some hartshorn."
After a few painful attempts he finally feels them relocate with a relieved sigh, "Wow, I never thought it was that hard to breathe. Where are we?"
"Viceroy's house, in the Bloodworm Hive SilkWing District. I told you that." Says Palinurus with a disapproving look, "Viceroy didn't mention brain damage."
Crabron smiles as he pushes aside the entrance curtain, "That you did, but where in the district?"
"Just outside the Plaza of the Hope for Peace." Says Palinurus as Crabron lays eyes on a large, vividly painted statue depicting Monarch, Wasp, and a rather monochromatic LeafWing, each working together to hold up a crown. "How is that thing not tearing through the silk?"
In reply a voice comes from the street as Grayling steps through a line of SilkWings, "It's made from treestuff and it's hollow, as such it's a lot lighter than it looks."
"Hello again Grayling," Crabron suddenly remembers something, "Did I miss the handout?"
"No, I fact you're just in time," he motions to the line he just walked through, "These are the ones who showed up. Come with me. Palinurus, you too."
Grayling leads him to a row of tables overflowing with baskets full of various goods with yet more still in the crates behind it, "How much did y'all get?"
"Three quarters of the entire warehouse." Answers Leafcutter as she flicks her tail at a table, "You'll be there with Palinurus, your father and I will be asleep at home. However before I go," she grabs a curious scabbard off a table and hands it to him, "I do believe this is yours."
Looking at it he notices that it seems to be made out of long strands of grass. Wrapping one loop before his wings and the other just behind his wings Crabron asks, "What is it?"
"Sheyleyong's sword," answers Leafcutter, "I took the liberty to procure a new scabbard from my contact. Apparently she had to steal this one from another group that doesn't share their opinion. When her daughter was told to get it they had a big argument. I have never seen such a dysfunctional family. But I get it, she was hiding someone."
"If she's hiding it, how'd you know?" Asks Crabron.
She points to her eyes, "Her eyes, it was just for a split second, but it was there. The same look I always hid during my experimentation phase, before I met your father."
"You experimented? With who?" Asks Crabron.
"Well, I say it's time to stop wasting these family's days, and get me some sleep. Each family gets one basket and try not to vandalize anything." Dismisses Leafcutter as she rushes away calling behind her, "He's in charge guys!"
"You'd think she 'experimented' with my mother with how she rushed away," muses Palinurus, "How is the sword not slicing through those grass fibers?"
"Maybe it's lined with something?" Asks Crabron as he gives the scabbard a light squeeze, feeling something hard as steel between the wrappings and sword, "I'll have to ask my mom."
Stepping behind the table he calls out, "I can help the next family!"
A few families down the line Crabron hears a squeaky voice, "That's him! That's the Hiveing that saved me!"
As a familiar purple dragonet runs up, his mother close behind, Crabron smiles, "If it isn't Dusky, the toughest dragonet I ever met. Have you shown your friends your awesome new scar?"
"Not yet, he has construction work today," says the dragoness accompanying him, presumably his mother.
"It's Friday shouldn't he be at school?" Asks Crabron.
She gives a sad nod, "Yes, but after his father died he was expected to pick up his shifts, Thursday nights and Friday to Monday days."
A look of horror crosses Palinurus' face, "He's a dragonet! He deserves an education!"
Dusky's mother sighs, "I know, but Lady Bloodworm won't allow it."
"I'll see if I can change her mind," growls Crabron.
"How?" Asks Palinurus.
"Enough threats can change any mind." Hisses Crabron before taking on a kind look, "Say, little Dusky, what is your favorite fruit?"
"Bananas!" Chirps Dusky.
Taking an extra bushel of bananas from the crates behind him Crabron places them and an extra loaf of bread into a basket before handing it to Dusky's mother, "Have a wonderful day."
Once the line diminishes Crabron looks over the still remaining food and tells the other SilkWings that were helping him pass out baskets to help themselves to the food.
"Your parents say you killed Vinegaroon's son last night," prefaces Grayling, "Is it true?"
"Who?" Asks Crabron.
"Lord Sheyleyong is, or rather was, Vinegaroon's youngest son." Supplies Grayling.
"Oh, him." says Crabron, "I did."
"How'd you do it?" Asks Grayling.
"Nothing too hard," says Crabron with a shrug.
"Not too hard?" Exclaims Grayling, "In Vinegaroon hive every HiveWing is expected to start training in combat at five and serve for three years minimum. However, the most skilled Dragons are placed under Sheyleyong, yet you killed him!"
"I wouldn't say those soldiers were skilled," scoffs Crabron.
"What armor were they wearing?" Questions Grayling.
"Leather." Says Crabron.
"Then those were probably peasants sent along with him." Dismisses Grayling, "Vinegaroon's Midnight Sons wear plate armor coated in a black lacquer, with the exception of Sheyleyong himself."
Crabron's mind flashes back to that night as he once again hears Sheyleyong, "My son has cared for Valeriophonus, that's the dragoness you just murdered, for years. He was sure he would marry her, but now that will never happen."
'Valeriophonus must've been a peasant,' Thinks Crabron, 'By Clearsight! That might've been her first mission, and I killed her!'
"Crabron? Asks Palinurus a concerned tone in her voice, "Are you okay?"
"I killed her." Breaths Crabron, "It was probably her first mission and I killed her."
"Who? Who did you kill?" Asks Palinurus
"One of the soldiers sent on what was supposed to be a simple investigation last night was a peasant girl named Valeriophonus. She was no older than five or six, probably on her first mission, a-and I killed her," her terrified face flashes through Crabron's eyes causing an involuntary shiver to race down his spine, "I saw her face, I saw the light leave her eyes. She was terrified."
Palinurus gives his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "I'm sure you didn't have a choice."
"But did I?" Asks Crabron, "We could've tried to talk our way out of it, or escaped after they arrested us, but my mom decided to kill one of those innocent peasants in cold blood. Not to mention she feigned surrender, now whenever one of the Chrysalis actually tries to surrender the guards won't trust them!"
"Crabron," says Grayling with an understanding look, "Killing will never get any easier, but unless a HiveWing's eyes are white then that HiveWing chose to attack. That's what gets me through fights."
"And if their eyes are white?" Questions Crabron.
Grayling shrugs, "Then it's not them, it's Wasp forcing them to fight."
“Y-yes of course,” says Crabron before changing the subject, "Does Lady Bloodworm ever leave Bloodworm Place?"
"Not without, at the absolute least, a dozen guards," answers Grayling.
"Rest up, we have a night trip to make," states Crabron before nodding to Palinurus, "You too."
"Where are we going to sleep?" Asks Palinurus, "This isn't our hive."
"I have a place," says Grayling.
"What would your pare- mother say?" Asks Crabron.
"She didn't handle the death of my brother and father very well." Answers Grayling before mumbling, "Now I live alone."
"I'm so sorry," apologizes Palinurus, "It must be hard on you."
"Don't be," says the gray Silkwing with a smile. "It gives me more resolve."
Once they arrive at Grayling's house Crabron spies writing materials on a desk, "Before I sleep I'll need to write a letter to my parents, telling them my plan so they don't panic."
Taking his newly written scroll he finds Codling and passes the scroll over with a kind request to deliver it to Leafcutter.
Re-entering Grayling's house he curls up beside Palinurus quickly falling asleep.
After a brief stop to steal a pair of spears, support straps included, and basic armor for his SilkWings as well as a roundel dagger and armor for himself he leads his group to Bloodworm Place. Sneaking to the windows Crabron spies Bloodworm sitting at an overflowing table with her courtiers.
"She has that much food yet her SilkWings are starving!" Cries Palinurus, "That's perverse!"
Yanking Palinurus into the nearby bushes Crabron hisses, "Lower your voice! We are trying not to be discovered." At her meek nod he continues, "Good now we have to find all possible entrances and exits and where Bloodworm sleeps. So somebody needs to track Bloodworm through the windows while the others examine the outside."
"I'll track Bloodworm," volunteers Grayling, "However there are areas without windows so I'll have to track her from inside."
"That seems risky," says Palinurus.
"My family has always been Hive Drones." Grayling waves, "I just have to act like one if I get caught."
"As soon as things seem dicey, run," orders Crabron, "I don't need to lose anyone."
"Yes, sir!" Snaps Grayling as he removes his gambeson and kernel helm.
"You make me sound like some old, grizzled guard," muses Crabron as Grayling slips in through a window and worms his way into the serving staff.
"This is your mission," says Palinurus, "It makes sense for you to be the leader."
She picks up his chin and whispers in an attempt of a sultry tone, "Besides it leaves us alone."
"If I'm the leader, as you say, then I think you should study the bottom floor and I'll use my wings to study the upper floors. Keep track of any potential exits and remain unseen." says Crabron missing her insinuation.
If Crabron had looked behind him he would've seen Palinurus smack a fist onto the ground with a hiss, "I came on too strongly."
After searching the exterior he spies Grayling on the topmost floor balcony waving him in, swooping around to pick up Palinurus he drops her and Grayling's armor on the balcony, "Did you find her?"
"Yes, she is protected by two guards at her door." Reports Grayling.
"What about in the hallway leading to it?" Asks Palinurus.
"None," answers Grayling, "Hell I haven't seen a guard, except those two, since I came in!"
"Didn't you say she's paranoid?" Asks Palinurus.
"Maybe she feels safe in her home." Shrugs Crabron, "Though we're about to shatter that illusion."
"Something doesn't feel right about that." Says Palinurus as a visible shudder runs down her back, "Grayling, I think you should don your armor before we head in."
"Relax, it's just nerves," dismisses Crabron, a confident smile on his face, "We'll be in and out before they can spring any traps. Grayling if you will?"
"Right this way." Stopping just short of a three way intersection, Grayling motions to the intersecting hall, "Just at the end of that hallway is her room, be careful though the hall is rather empty."
Glancing around the corner he sees a long, wide hallway painted with a vivid scarlet red, the columns painted a vibrant and contrasting yellow. The floor is covered with a plush high pile, purple carpet trimmed with golden flamesilk.
At each column is a statue of various important HiveWings, including Bloodworm herself, each supporting a flame silk lantern, half of which are covered by silk darkening the hall.
The gaps between the columns are occupied with shallow pools and elaborate fountains, where there isn't a doorway. Looking to the other side of the hall the space between columns is occupied with huge and nearly invisible panes of crystal glass leading to the night outside.
Following the colors up he sees an arched glass ceiling that is completely invisible against the night sky, giving the impression of being outside without the wet of the monsoon rains that have just started up.
At the end of the hall stands two guards, just as Grayling reported, eerily staring straight ahead with empty, glowing white eyes and spears at the ready to intercept any intruders.
Dipping back around the corner, Crabron digs his talons into the tree stuff wall and climbs up to the darkened arch of glass, not willing to risk his wingbeats being heard. After examining the slick gold-plated girders supporting the glass he determines that they are too flush to utilize as claw holds. Opting to use his claws, Crabron slowly inches along the top of the wall until he is above a guard. Watching a lightning bolt in the distance he counts it out until the thunder strikes. When another strikes at a similar distance he drops, fist balled at the ready, and lands on one of the guards just as the thunder hits, overwhelming what little sound his strike made.
Hooking his arm around the other's throat he waits until he stops struggling. Motioning to his friends they run up the hall, claw taps silenced by the rug.
"What'd I tell you?" Smiles Crabron as he removes the key ring from one of the guards and starts trying them on the door. "Easy. We'll be in and out lickety split."
"We still should be quick," warns Palinurus, "Who knows when these guards will wake up."
"Of course." calls Crabron as the lock gives a quiet click and he pushes open the door revealing what could be the definition of luxury.
The color scheme and carpet match the hall with a sunken pit in the floor surrounded by various lounge cushions and squat tables, all facing a stone fire pit. Looking around the room he sees various highly detailed tapestries depicting HiveWing triumphs and SilkWing suffering hung between curtained doorways to different rooms.
"I didn't take Bloodworm as the devout type," whispers Palinurus.
Following her eyes through a slightly open curtain Crabron sees a large, regal portrait of Clearsight writing her book of prophecies while nestled within the wings of her primary husband, Sunstreak, though she is far more prominent. Below the painting is a short wooden desk cluttered with various offerings, from jewelry to food to a small statuette of Clearsight, between unlit incense lamps.
Entering the room, Palinurus picks up a finely detailed egg carved from jade from the shrine to admire it.
"Woah, woah, woah!" Calls Crabron trying to keep his voice at a whisper, "Put that back now!" Startled, she quickly puts it back. Sitting down in front of the shrine he closes his eyes, keeping his head down, "Forgive her Clearsight, for she didn't know."
"What the hell was that!" Cries Palinurus.
"Stealing from a shrine is the surest way to be denied by Clearsight's doormen. Being left to wander the void as a twisted shade," says Crabron.
"I just thought it was a pretty color," mumbles Palinurus.
"I'll see about buying you some jade knick knacks." Suggests Crabron.
"Like that one?" Asks Palinurus pointing to the egg.
"I'm sure you don't want a fertility charm," dismisses Crabron.
"A what?" Asks Palinurus.
"A fertility charm," repeats Crabron, "You keep it where eggs come from and pull it out when you're about to make eggs. Pretty common with Lady Jewel's crowd."
Her confusion turns to horror, "Ew, ew, ew! I had it in my claws! I eat with those!" She rushes towards the curtain separating the shrine from the common area, still somehow keeping her voice down, "I need a sink, now!"
“Is she alright?” asks Grayling, catching his eye through the swinging curtain.
Crabron shrugs as he leaves the shrine room, “She was holding a Jade egg and just learned what they're used for."
"She had to learn somehow," he holds out a mask of Odorata, messenger of Clearsight and a guide for lost souls, "There's a black table cloth over there."
"Brilliant!" Calls Crabron with a pat on Grayling's back, "Bloodworm is obviously devout so she'll listen if she thinks Odorata is after her! We need to turn that tablecloth into a hooded cloak, can you sew?"
He smiles, "Of course, I have been living alone after all. I think I saw sewing supplies in a side room."
By the time Palinurus re-enters the room Crabron is already wearing his makeshift costume as Grayling finishes his stitches, "There you are. Looks like we have a plan! Now I need you on standby as Clearsight if I need it, Grayling you will be a look out after you wake Bloodworm. Understood?"
With two simultaneous salutes Crabron goes through the only wooden, yes wooden, door in the suite revealing a giant bed with silky, see through curtains. Stepping up on a chest at the end of the bed he points from Grayling to Bloodworm before pointing from Palinurus to the shadows at the corner of the room where her dark scales render her nearly invisible.
Getting the message, Grayling taps her on the thigh until she starts to stir, prompting Grayling to sprint out the door.
Striking an intimidating pose he glares down at her with his wings wide. With a start Lady Bloodworm shoots up her back against the headboard, "W-who are you."
As lightning flashes lighting up his skull mask Crabron speaks with a deep projecting voice, "Madame Clearsight is hurt that you don't recognize her one and only messenger!"
Recognition spreads across her face, "You're Odorata, am I dead?"
"Not yet," hisses Crabron, "But you will be if you don't heed my mistresses warning. She told me that you must not allow dragonets to work on school days or a figure, scales dark as night, will send you to Clearsight early."
"I'll get right on that!" Says Bloodworm with a sarcastic tone.
"Are you questioning Clearsight?" Asks Crabron.
"Of course not," says Bloodworm with a shake of her head.
"I don't believe you," says Crabron before he gets an idea, "In fact Clearsight wants to give you a reminder."
Drawing his sword he slashes it across the side of her snout, digging deep enough to surly leave a scar, "Let that be a reminder of Clearsight's warning. If you do not obey, a matching gash will adorn your throat. Now I must take my leave. May you live long."
Making his escape he finds Grayling at the door to the hallway. Spotting him out of the corner of his eye, Grayling starts to walk down the ornate hall outside Bloodworms suite before speaking up, "How'd it go?"
Taking the hood off he lets the Odorata mask hang around his neck, "Optimistically it went well. Realistically I might need to pay her a visit out of costume."
Grayling rolls his eyes, "Knowing her, that's a definite revisit."
Crabron's reply dies on his tongue as a voice booms from the hallway they had just started down, "Intruders, identify yourself!"
"Shit," hisses Crabron, reversing direction just to see another group cutting them off at the other side of the intersection.
Thinking quickly, Crabron rips a painting from the wall and hurls it through the nearby window, shattering it. Without needing instruction Grayling leaps through the window and into the pool below it, however Palinurus hesitates at the window.
Avoiding a slash from a guard, Crabron calls out, "Go!"
"Not without you!" Exclaims Palinurus, her helmet narrowly deflecting a blow.
"No time to discuss this!" Hisses Crabron as he headbutts Palinurus hard enough to knock her through.
Nursing a cut claw, Palinurus surfaces to see Crabron draw both of his blades and rear up onto his back legs, his escape now blocked by a guard.

Its a long one, but please bear with me, backstory is kinda necessary and I am truly at a loss... skip to bolded sentence to get to the most recent issue.
My bf (24m) and I (26f) have a female friend, Jenna (f 28) (name's changed). I met her when we started dating nearly 3 years ago as she was a friend of his and part of a shared friend group that I am not also a part of. She has always been very sweet and welcoming, but I was wary as her relationship with my bf was emotionally close. The would hang out and confide in one another about emotional issues ( thought these 1v1 hangouts stopped when she started dating her ex shortly after my bf and I started dating). On top of that, she was very affectionate toward him in group settings. Little things she did bothered me, excessive and lingering hugs, taking sips of his drink without him offering, touching him when she laughed at his jokes etc.. . She was also something of a pick me, not in that she put other women down but in that she primarily seeks male validation and friendships over the friendship and validation of her female friends.... when she's single..
Fast forward to a year or so later, Jenna's bf completely breaks her heart. She is reaching out to my bf more, I am still having some issues with her behavior. So after some talks with my bf I decide I need to get to know her better. We hang out and I immediately notice that she is very kind, open and trusting. She and I get along great and over the next year she and I hang out more often than she and my bf do. We told each other secrets and confided in one another. I consider her a close friend now as well. I realize that she isn't malicious at all, but also notice that she wears her heart 100% on her sleeve and allows herself to get attached easily. She is also very kind, but just a *bit* self-interested when it comes to her relationships. In the past she had lost a best friend by beginning to date her ex immediately after they'd broken up (She had asked for and received her friend's blessing at the time but once she noticed it wasn't actually cool had chosen her new bf anyway). She also doesn't seem to acknowledge that when one of her guy friends gets into a relationship certain behavior's aren't appropriate anymore. Another friend in the group who's bf is also friends with Jenna had brought up that she felt the same way as I did, and that Jenna wasn't malicious, but lacked boundaries with her bf as well. When she'd addressed it with Jenna, Jenna had evidently brushed it off said something to the effect of " I don't see why its an issue".
Throughout this time she continually tries to get my bf to hang out with her one on one, my bf has been gently avoiding it except for one time they went out to dinner together. I ended up having to have a talk with my bf afterward when he told me things had gotten emotional and a boundary was crossed. He respected that it had happened and apologized.
Recently, her ex got engaged to someone new in a very quick shift ( him and Jenna had been broken up less than 6 months) and while hanging out I had invited her, on two separate occasions, to come and do something with my bf and I on the date of the wedding, as the rest of our friend group would be invited and attending, so that she wouldn't feel alone and as if the whole group had abandoned her. She seemed appreciative, but moved on without accepting both times. So I assumed she wasn't interested and didn't bring it up with my bf. Well yesterday I get a text from my bf asking how I would feel if he hung out with Jenna next Sunday (as he and I usually spend the weekends together). Next Sunday was the date of the wedding (which is unclear if its still happening as Jenna's ex ended up eloping a week ago, which was hard for her). Apparently she had texted him privately asking him to hang out on that day. Immediately I was rubbed the wrong way and let him know I had already offered for the BOTH of us to hang out with her on that day more than once. He immediately saw the issue and called her out. She then texted me, asking if I would want all of us to hang out on that day. Her text was lackluster, lacking any enthusiasm, not even a question mark at the end of the 'invitation'. Likely because she only did because my bf called her out. My bf said he'd like to so I agreed for his sake.
I do not want to.. I don't want to go hang out with her for plans she was obligated to invite me to as an afterthought after getting called out. I have no idea how to feel or behave. I love Jenna, she's a wonderful person by most accounts. One of those people who is very sweet and almost TOO nice. And I know she doesn't mean anything by it. But her lack/ blatant disregard for boundaries and inadvertent shadiness just continues to bother me over and over again. I am tired of having these conversations with my bf. I don't know what to do. I KNOW she is not malicious and that I can trust her to not pursue my bf in any sort of romantic way.. but her self-interest and lack of emotional boundaries means I cannot trust her to respect his and MY emotional boundaries and not let herself get attached to him. ( it doesn't help that my bf, though trustworthy as well, is protective and enjoys being an emotional outlet for his female friends, he sees the best in everyone and often doesn't recognize boundaries have been crossed until its been pointed out to him) That, and the little moments of casual disrespect.... I am starting to get sick of it. I don't want to ruin his or my friendship with her. I just want her to back off a little bit and to respect the boundaries of men who are already in relationships.
What do I do??? Please help..
TL;DR: My bf and I have a friend, we are both close with her but she seeks male validation/ friendships over her female ones and lacks emotional boundaries. She is very sweet and kind and not malicious, but frequently steps on the toes of her female friends who are in relationships with her male friends as she "doesn't' see an issue" with crossing those emotional boundaries. Her behavior with my bf makes me uncomfortable and she frequently does things that are mildly disrespectful to me as his gf. I want to remain her friend and want my bf and her to remain friends as well, but I am continually bothered and frequently having to have conversations with him about her.

35M i was on finasteride (5 years) and then dutasteride (5y). I always had sides but kinda ignored them as they were bearable. but since last year they became unbearable - full blown ED, borderline depressed, blurry vision/severe dry eyes. I quit dut in beginning Nov'22. Doc said that to start noticing a difference, it will take 5-6m. I went on fin from Jan 23 thinking that i will quit it in March. Dut would have washed out by then and fin has a short half-life and will also wash away quickly.
Jan and Feb were okay, but march started becoming intolerable again. So, on Mar end i quit it all. I did some eyelid expression using forceps and decade long dry eyes/blurry vision were gone in a week (still not sure what resolved it). semen quality kept on improving gradually but intermittent ED stayed on. Only around the 1.5 months mark did erections and semen quality improved dramatically. Now at the end of two months I am back to nearly normal. having morning woods, getting random erections thinking about previous night's sex.
Now the interesting part is even after 2 months my hair quality is unchanged. I realize that it is only a matter of time till my hair starts falling out. So i want to take some action. But i still don't understand the root cause of it. Is it because i have high DHT sensivity in my genetelia? or is it that age has caused my T levels to go down which has surfaced the androgen deficiency?
Trichologist suggested checking T level. I did two tests, and they came in at ~400ng/DL and ~550ng/Dl. No doc would prescribe me trt with that level. I want to protect my hair at some cost (I have shaved my head multiple times but I don't look good owing to my irregular head shape) but not at all cost (i am so much better now)
My questions is if anyone of you were having sides from 5AR inhibitor, went on the trt route and continued taking 5AR inhibitor, did your sides go away or become bearable? tbh i am willing to experiment it on myself if i hear some anecdotes where people saw material improvements.

I am moving to Mangalore for studies and the college hostel is uncomfortable for me due to reasons besides accomodation itself. I am trying to find an independent apartment (1BHK/1RK) but most of them are either high deposit or shabby.
Long story short ive found some decent looking 2BHK apartments which I could comfortably afford if rent was split between me and a roommate, only problem is finding said roommate. I completed my higher secondary abroad and none of my classmates have applied to any colleges in Mangalore. I am not a citizen of the state of Karnataka either so it's not like I have the option to stay with family for a while. My classes start on the 2nd week of July, any help regarding would be much appreciated. (18, Male)

My family needs a home to rent in Utica new York. We will be moving there from Florida after selling our home and need a place to rent short term. Unfortunately we have dogs. We are willing to pay a higher than normal pet fee and higher et because of this. At least a three bedroom please. Any help is greatly appreciated!

Hi there all,
Didn't know if this was the proper place for this but I wanted to see if anyone could help me out by giving me some advice on maintaining a sleep schedule with my current situation. Basically I have two jobs, one during the night and one during the day.
- Mon - Thu I work my day job from 9A-12P.
- Thu - Sat work my night job from 11P-7A.
I would just turn nocturnal and sleep entirely during the day, but that just doesn't work for me, I like living a life outside of work.
I've done some very basic research on how night shift worker's get enough sleep, and I think the best course of action would be to do split sleep, where I sleep 4 hours at one time during the day then another 4 right before I go to work. I can sleep 8-12 right when I get off from the night job, exist as a human from 1-5, then take a short nap from 6-9. Usually I want to socialize during that time but if no one's free, that's free nap time. Either way I'm going to workout an hour before my shift to wake me up.
The worst day is Thursday, when I'm coming off of a shift at my night job then going straight into my second job. Might just make it so that I sleep from 1 - 9 on Thursday just so I don't go crazy.
I can't quit either job because the night one pays great and helps me pay the bills, and the second job isn't TOO intense, I basically get to do homework the entire time I'm here or work on anything I want to, it's very chill. But I don't make too much from here because I only get 12 or so hours per week.
I'm thinking of doing the split sleep cycle everyday but I don't have much incentive to stay up at night so I don't know how that'd work out or if I should even try and just enjoy my sleep the days I don't have to work nights.
Sorry that all is so long but thank you to anyone who has read all the way through. If anyone can offer advice or direct me to another subreddit thank you very very much.

At early March, I had mild concussion on the left top side of my head. On the same day, my left jaw made a very loud crack and it hurts. It was on the same side that I hit my head.
Eventually, the pain in my head got better, but I continued to have pain in my jaw. Less than two weeks later, I became ill with symptoms resembling a sinus infection. My throat also got sore, and I had two little balls that looked like pus on the side of my jaw that hurt. I noticed that on that side, there is a very hard type of gland/lymph node that doesn't move. You can only feel it from the inside of your mouth, and when I touch it, I feel the pain radiating to my jaw. It's something weird, as if a piece of the mandible jaw had come out of the inner part of the buccal mucosa. There is no gland on the right side of my jaw.
Okay, I took azithromycin and it took me like three weeks to get better. The pus-filled bubbles are gone, but the hard gland is still there. In the April, I was fine, with no jaw pain or infectious symptoms. But May came and bam, I started having infectious symptoms again and its way worse. In the first week, I felt a terrible pain in my head and neck that the doctors suspected was meningitis. Thanks God it wasn't, so my jaw started to pain a lot. Terrible pains that didn't get better with any painkiller or nsaids.
Another two weeks passed, and although the intensity of the jaw pain subsided, the pus-filled balls returned on the same left side of the jaw. My throat is red, sore and swollen. Shortness of breath. I went to the E.R last week and it was confirmed that I have some bacterial infection. My left jaw is still clicking, and when the weather gets cold the pain increases.
Whenever I talk to the doctors, they try to feel the gland from the outside, touching my neck. I understand that it's not very hygienic to touch the inside of my mouth, but you can only feel this gland when you put your finger there. I've had a CT scan, an ultrasound and nothing has been detected. I'm feeling helpless. I've had no strep throat in years, and now I have two in a row in two months!
I also went to a dentist who didn't care much about touching the gland, and just offered me Botox. He only said the gland it's probably a lump or swelling because of the trauma.

A few years ago I changed jobs within my company. At first I really liked it, learning new things and different processes. Fast forward to now and I'm not happy with my job. The environment and culture in my department is not the same as it used to be, coworkers are condescending, demanding and do not follow direction. It has grown increasingly frustrating for me and has affected my life outside of work, including my marital relationship. For the first time in my many years at this company (10+) I have considered quitting.
There is only one other person that does my job and I was put in this role years ago to ease the burden of workload on them. This person has been a mentor since I took this position and I respect them very much.
At this same time, without knowing what is going on, I was approached to go back to my original role at this company. Of course, my initial thought was of this other person and how it would affect them. Long story short, after some thinking, I've decided to go back to my original role and have stated that I would like to train the person taking my spot so that there is no interruption of processes.
It is taking longer than originally thought to hire someone and I now hate my job. I have no idea if I should just proceed with the move to get myself out of this situation. But I can't imagine doing that without feeling overwhelmingly guilty of leaving my mentor stranded and I'm sure there will be people who will see this as betrayal.

Hi,
im trying to connect a Sophos APX320X to Sophos Central. The AP is connected to the internal LAN of a Sophos UTM.
The access point receives a dhcp address. however, it can only be reached by ping for a few seconds. after a short pause, it can be reached again.
The Sophos UTM logs show that the APX is recognized by the Sophos UTM, but rejected because it is not compatible. Is it possible that this is why the AP cannot connect to the internet?
It looks like the AP is only reachable via ping at the moment the Sophos Wireless Protection rejects the AP.
The AP should just connect to the internet for Sophos Central and be ignored by Wireless protection.
Does anyone have an idea?
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First of all, I'm not a native English speaker, so I apologize for any mistake.
It's quite long because I want you to know the difference in cultural contexts, sorry.
I SWEAR I do not make this thing up. It's 100% real even though it sounds so fake. It happened 24 hours ago and I still couldn't believe this chaos(?) actually happened to me.
For context, I [25F] live in a country where being LGBTQ is considered quite normal by pretty much everyone. Even plenty of the far-right wings are OK with LGBTQ. (My uncle once said to me that our country should be like North Korea, and he is still okay if his son is LGBTQ. The last time I visited them, my straight male cousin had Hello Kitty nail on his thumb, and my uncle proudly presented his son's nail to me.) LGBTQ-phobic still pretty much exists, but not in the form of direct hatred. It's more like calling a slur (We are super ignorant about why a slur is bad, so many people who said a slur word don't even know that saying this word is bad.), stereotyping, making fun, etc.
There is a say in my country. "I'm okay with people being LGBTQ, except when that person is my son/daughter." I never believe this say, until it actually happened to me 24 hours ago, when I decided to come out to my mom that I am bisexual.
I never thought my mom [50ish] would be biphobic, although she is super-conservative, like pro coup d'état type of conservative. She absolutely LOVES one TV program about gay choosing another gay among 30 of them to date. (pretty much like Grindr in TV show form) I live and sleep in the same room as her, and I heard she watches this show a lot. She said that trans women who already cut their peepee are real women. (We have a specific word for 'trans woman', and she uses this word to call the one who hasn't cut her peepee yet. She won't call them women, but not men either.) She also supports same-sex marriage. (Yes, our country has a quite positive view of gay compared to other countries, yet same-sex marriage is still illegal.)
I never came out to her, not because I was afraid she won't accept, but because I studied abroad, and I didn't want my mom to worry that I would date someone that will hurt me 3720 km (2311.5 miles for Americans) away where I can't speak the language fluently yet. (It's the country where all doctors I had visited, all police officers I had visited, and my landlady do not speak English. Even fucking officers in a fucking immigration office did not speak fucking English.) I also did not even have an interest in dating at that time, so I did not even tell my mom that I like men, let alone women.
Yesterday, I talked with my mom, and a topic about love interests just come up, so I told my mom that I used to have a big crush on one guy in uni. And then I said that I used to have a small crush on a girl as well.
My mom just... wouldn't accept it.
I told my mom that I never thought you wouldn't accept it. You seem to support gay. She said male-male is okay but female-female is not. I asked why. She said females are not trustworthy. (She is the 'I'm not like the other girls' type.)
And then, she said if you are a lesbian, I have no other choice but to accept the truth, but you are bi, so you can choose to date a guy. Why not just date a guy then?
So, I told my mom that men are much more 'not trustworthy' in my opinion. A lot of crimes are committed by men. My mom said she wants a son to help her do some household maintenance that required a strong person to do. (She has a point tho. Since my dad passed away 5 years ago, we (mom, me, my sis) just won't be able to open a bottle of water or change the light bulb. I think there are like 3 working light bulbs left in our house. We live in darkness. The lightbulbs in my room and my mom's room are not working, so we have to live and sleep together in the living room. I was able to change the light bulb with no problem when I studied abroad, but the light bulbs in my house are much harder to change.)
Okay. You want a son. I see. So, I asked if my sister wants to be a trans man, will you be able to accept it then? You want a son, aren't you?
She answered, "I want a strong son, not a weak daughter-become-son."
I told her, "If she takes testosterone, she will be definitely stronger."
I will let you guys guess what my mom said after this for a bit.
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This is what my mom said.
She said, "Really? Guess I should become a trans man and take the hormones myself."
WHAT THE HECK?????????
I did not expect that. No one would EVER expect that.
I said if you took the hormones, you will be bald then, and she said that's what she will happily trade.
WHATTTTT????????????
I am pretty sure it's a joke, but what kind of biphobic super-conservative mom jokes like that?
TL;DR: I tried to justify being bisexual to my biphobic mom and ended up with my mom saying she wants to become a trans man.

I work for a national advertising company, and I'm essentially an account manager and sales rep hybrid, but for a local market. I work with both direct clients and advertising agencies who represent clients and place buys through me.
Last week they announced organizational changes. One of the key changes is that they will be taking agency accounts from local sales reps and forming a new account management team dedicated entirely to handling agencies, and their reasoning for this was to provide a more unified customer service experience for the agencies and to provide more consistency.
When I look at the commission and bonuses I'm set to receive from my agencies this year, it amounts to somewhere in the ballpark of $40,000, and the majority of it kicks in starting next month as that's when I have numerous buys starting. Plus, I'm over 100% of my budget for the year right now, so I qualify for quarterly bonuses as well as President's Club (an award given to top sales reps each year, usually involving a free vacation overseas). This will all be lost if they take the agency accounts from me and give them to this new team.
To add insult to injury, last year the inverse happened and I was saddled with a $400k agency account that didn't run, but I was up against the numbers all year for my quota, which made it impossible for me to qualify for quarterly bonuses etc. All along, I was told "next year will be better because your budget will reset," and now that I'm actually doing well and blowing away my quotas, they are taking it all from me. :/
I spoke to my boss today and they supported me if I wanted to apply for one of the new account management positions, but frankly the principle of it really bothers me and I feel like I want to push back, but since it's a mandate across the entire company I feel like my concerns will go nowhere. There are so many layers of management that I doubt anything I say will even reach very far.But it's a LOT of money to lose through no fault of my own, when I've been busting my butt to provide great customer service and lock all the revenue in. I basically did all the hard work and now the fruits of my labors so to speak are being passed off to a new team that did nothing to deserve the commission. it just isn't right.What would you guys do in my shoes? Should I fight back against it? Is there any sort of leverage I would have in a situation like this?

India is Burning. Our supposed to be bright future generations are entangled in all the wrong things. Such depth of malice present in youths that it makes you shiver. Fearless, Brave and Loud for all the wrong reasons.
Why is it always , Men vs Women when we talk about women equality and suppression faced there is always a comment as ( ladko ko bhi toh bahot kuch jhelna parta hae , equality chaiye toh karo sewer ka kaam , menial jobs bhi karna chalu karo ) and the minute a man talks about his struggles he is branded as a ( in simple words a pussy ).
Why is it always Religion A vs Religion B, separate hate accounts started just so you can take a piss on communties you don't like . Racism nearly in every corner. You don't belong here, Go back to your place, Your people are a nuisance, such words thrown on a regular basis .Such hate in the words commented , makes me wonder if all we have it only hate to offer.
Living standards degrading day by day, Turning every inch of space available in garbage disposal areas. People with zero civic sense and government showing no efforts. Unemployment all time high . Politicians dividing us for their benefits and we keep dancing as their monkeys.
Crime and crimes , people bold enough to chop adult human bodies , rape babies in an instant with no fear. Justice is non existent in most cases . Women safety is a joke , anyone could stab you in broad daylight and not many would help. You would rather disfigure the person you like with rather than see them with someone else.
We may have taken pride in the past for the being Diverse . Unity in Diversity no longer applicable to us its more like Diverse and Divided.
Hey Guys ! Please take my words as a pinch of salt. I do not mean to take a jab at any group. I'm just a concerned individual as the future these days feels bleak with no hope. Just a Rant.

Long story short, I've always had an exhibitionist kink. Yesterday early morning I was watching some porn in bed, "doing my thing", and a site popped up for live cam girl. Well, the stupid site of me was let's see what this is all about. Never done anything like that before. One thing to another, I'm in a video chat camera front facing so she has a full view, headphones in and she basically giving me instructions. (Fasteslower...) I finish and post nut clarity kicks in and I'm ashamed, embarrassed, disgusting with myself. Like how could I do this. I feel like a disgusting human being. I love my wife, I never even thought about touching another woman. In an effort to comfort myself I go to turn over and cuddle her. She says...."I saw you" and starts to cry. My heart sank, I didn't think I could feel ANY worse. I never want to hurt her, she does so much for me. We kind of made up yesterday, but now I feel embarrassed, disgusting, and disappointed in myself. Like, i'm so embarrassed and ashamed, I don't even want to look at her or myself in a mirror. I don't know how people cheat in real life. I don't know if I can ever forgive myself. I hope she can....I can't go back in time, I get it I'm disgusting, what advice do you have going forward?

Hi guys, I am almost at the 4 week mark of Zoloft 25mg and over the last few days, I have woken up extremely angry and short tempered. It settles down towards the early afternoon but mornings I have woken up so crabby, this isn't like me. A few days ago I was waking up feeling great and ready to start the day.... what happened? Still adjusting?

My husband (36M) and I (34F) have been together for 5 years and married for 1.5 years. We recently went to an outdoor sporting event. We were a little late but made it for the most of the events including being able to spot some other sports athletes. One in particular was a boxer. I dont know his name but my husband was a fan and wanted to get a photo so I encouraged him to go get it bc When would he have that opportunity again? So he runs to get the photo he comes back and I ask to see it. He shows me and I laugh. There was an obvious height difference... he's a tall boxer and my husband is 5'9" (average height as my husband loves to proclaim as we joke often about it). He quickly asked whats funny and I said oh nothing and moved on. I knew in that moment he probably felt a little hurt but didn't expect him to be too butt hurt about it. We stay the entire event and on the ride home I asked how it was and he said he had a good time. we get home and I figure he is tired. He fell asleep pretty fast but sent me a text saying he had something to discuss about our future at 130ish in the morning.
However since then he hasn't spoken to me just short answers and when I ask about his text he says he's not ready to talk about it. Ok cool but He has been avoiding me and ignoring all of my bids. So I decided that this photo incident was why he was upset and I apologized the next day. He didn't respond. The day after I apologized, he responds with a bit more than a few words (finally) but I eventually get him to open up that night and he says that I embarrass him every time we go out. Somehow I was loud, obnoxious, and attention seeking at the outdoor event and I asked how and he could not provide a single instance. He just said that he would expect for anyone he's with to be quiet and mature and that I don't respect his boundaries. Therefore he doesn't want to go out with me anymore and that he has chosen to do things that bring him peace, which from what I have observed so far, includes limiting his interactions with me.
This isn't the first time something like this happened where I say or do something he dislikes and he gives me silent treatment/stonewalling. There are other underlying issues/ insecurities in my opinion. Am I wrong here? I understand that I hurt his feelings/bruised his ego a bit but I dont think his response is warranted and if this is how he responds to every infraction im not sure we will make it. Thoughts/advice?

This length is the worst because the ends keep flipping out, and its neither short enough to get bouncy and wavy or long enough to stay down and stop blowing everywhere in the wind. Id appreciate any tips to get through it.