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i been hearing tophia got caught trying to sell the motel tv on eBay and someone from the discord called the motel manager, so they came to tophias room & told them one more complaint & they’ll kick em out.
i also heard that it was just a basic noise complaint, so im not sure if the tv thing is real or not. can anyone verify?
i’m not apart of the discord so i have no clue what goes on in there, just saw it in a few comments and want to make sure thats what happened
ty fellow chus 😘

Been wanting to get my story off my chest to someone/somewhere. I’m 21M and dealt with a very abusive upbringing my entire life. I have little to no positive memories from my childhood.
For 10 years+ my life was: get violently woken up for school in the morning(rip your blankets off, turn on the ceiling light and drag you out of bed) , go to school, come home and possibly get beat up, spanked, or yelled at for hours. Then I’d be locked in my house hearing my parents argue for hours then I’d go to sleep.
This happened Monday through Friday. My parents never failed to (1) beat me up at least once a week and (2) argue loudly for hours at least twice a week, every single week for YEARS OF MY LIFE. Saturdays id still be locked at home but able to use a computer. Sundays im forced to go to church for 5 hours and if I didn’t wanna go I’d be spanked or bodyslammed until I got in the car to go . A lot of my life was spent getting severely whipped with a belt screaming crying, but getting no mercy despite my loud painful screams. being slapped, punched, being constantly punished. For any and every little thing imaginable. There was very often no reason to escalate every situation into a violent encounter, with their own son at that.
None of the “discipline” I received in my life ever made be a better person,
My “parents” are the WORST people I’ve ever met in my entire life, and I’ll never ever have to see them agai for the rest of my life. I’ve heard from a source that they’re miserably sad without me , and they somehow miss me. Bullshit
I’ll never be viciously spanked all over my body with a leather belt again. I’ll never be slammed onto the ground by my “dad” again. I’ll never have to hear their constant arguing every day of the week again.
If there was CPS involved early then I’d be saved so much sooner, but my parents manipulated me into thinking all the abuse I took was rightful discipline and no one was allowed to call police. I’m certain if authorities were to observe our daily life at that house they’d be arrested
I wanna focus on the more positive message , especially for the young adults in tough situations:
Make it out while you can. Do what you can to make your life easier because you only get one. Think about yourself and put yourself first. You’re going to thank yourself so much by improving your own life situation if you possibly can. Words from someone who actually made it out of a living situation that was driving me mentally insane.
I moved out at 19 and began living with my girlfriend, who my parents didn’t even want me dating became they simply didn’t want me to be happy, and wanted me to stay isolated , I wasn’t allowed to go to any friends houses/parties, I was robbed of my childhood and teenage hood living under strict rules and enduring abuse. I NO LONGER DEAL WITH THIS AND IM SO HAPPY.
I’m typing this from my apartment I share with my future wife, and my two dogs. I have peace. There is no fighting or arguing in this home. There’s no abuse, stress, nothing but happiness. I often think about how hellish my old life was, I hate my parents and I’ve been NC for almost 2 years. They add no benefit to my life.
To the people who feel mentally drained living with narcissists, please try to escape by all means. Your mental health is going to thank you. I feel so much peace that I wish anyone who was in a similar situation like me makes it out and breathes in fresh air of a new peaceful life

I recently bought both DLCs and I'm wondering if the dreg heap is apart of the painted world or is it in the same world as lothric.

Hi all, this is our family’s third time visiting the keys. We’ve done Key West the first two times and now we’ve booked our stay in Marathon for the first week of August. Looking for good food reccs- youngest is 9 and picky- so anything that can somewhat accommodate her. Any reccs for a good company for a one day boat rental. Lastly, best beaches that are family friendly or good for snorkeling. Thanks in advance!

I see a lot of posts about getting admission in US universities but how do you guys build your profile.
Suggestions please 🥺
(Maybe some things I can do apart from college clubs?)
Edit: BTW, not for MS, for MBA

In Genesis 2:24 , it says,
"That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one body."
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In the book of Tobit 6:18, it says
"Then when you are about to have intercourse with her, both of you must first get up to pray. Beg the Lord of heaven that mercy and protection be granted you. Do not be afraid, for she was set apart for you before the world existed. You will save her, and she will go with you. And I assume that you will have children by her, and they will be like brothers for you. So do not worry.”
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So I'm wondering if God judges myself and my potential partner collectively. As Tobit mentions, having been consecrated as one body all along--that is, before birth or original sin-- are we then subject to have made the same evil choices to withstand compatibility? If I had fornicated in the past, would my partner share this same unknown pain by also fornicating with someone else in order to withstand a future pathway of us together?
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Full disclosure-- I am not a virgin and I am still unmarried. Should I expect my wife to be a virgin, have no expectations of her virginity, or have no expectations at all? I generally do not like this question in privacy so I'm purging it here.
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I understand that were I a virgin I would have a different situation. Maybe I wouldn't worry about this, but I'd worry for other reasons.
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I asked my grandmother this question, and the validity of God condemning us as "one body." She simply said "to each their own," meaning that each person is individually responsible for their sins, and this spiritual culpability should not be expected of our God.
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I'd love to know anyone's thoughts on this?

12 miles and a 2.35 tip. Third floor apartment
I was wondering why this order was paying so much and now I know why 200,000 people in my city without power right now in the sky didn't even take me 2.50
People suck

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The students were quickly dismissed by the Mentor after Efrain declared a winner, who was desperate to do damage control.
“Okay, okay,” he said, brushing down his coat and coughing, “I see that we have failed to meet your standards. On behalf of the entire academy, I apologize immensely.”
Efrain, now that his temper had cooled, and upon realizing that he actually found the situation quite funny, put his hand on the man’s shoulder.
“No, no,” he laughed, “it was all merely an overreaction. Nicolo loved practical jokes. But, for all that, I doubt he would’ve continued teaching at this academy for years if he had no investment beyond it pranking me.”
And just like that, the man’s hope was restored.
“Yes, yes of course,” he said, “although I suggest you not tell what the inscription says to the other faculty. Some have spent… years on it.”
“No wonder, it’s a personal language we made up when we were youths. It’s a ramshackle, cobbled together thing, nigh-impossible to figure out, unless one was inflicted by the insight of drunken insanity.”
The man laughed, Efrain laughed, and he looked around at the academy’s towers and bridges.
“Well, he did fine for himself, clearly,” Efrain said, “even married an Eisen. Its good to know he spared some thought for me, even if it was to pull one over in death. Now I can’t even get revenge now. Clever bastard.”
“Yes, quite,” said the man, coughing, “now, I would be happy to show you to your office. It’s one of our finest.”
The whole situation wasn’t merely funny, he decided, it was hilarious. Unfortunately for Nicolo, Efrain still remembered some of his more embarrassing exploits. He wondered if the man had a biography that was taught - perhaps it needed some correction by a primary source.
“Well, lead on,” he said to the Mentor.
They proceeded from one of the lower bridges to the largest of the four connected towers. The panelled walls were both old and expensive, indicating that the school was indeed more than a joke Students of multiple ages and stripes went this way and that, some carrying books, others merely chatting among friends. Several more hallways and a staircase or two later, the mentor stood before a tall door.
“And here it is,” he said, puffing out his chest with pride, “one of our best.”
“That’s the second time,” Efrain noted, and the man self-consciously pushed open the door, revealing a narrow room.
It was comfortable, with a large desk taking up most of the space, a small bed and stove tucked into the corner. The wall behind the desk was mostly of modest bookshelves, stocked with tomes, some familiar, others not so much. A single, large window, open shutters flung outward, looked out toward the center of the city. The mentor looked around, and then at Efrain, clearly anxious to please.
“Wonderful,” Efrain said, “I hope I’m not depriving anyone of their space for my short stay.”
“No, no, not at all,” the mentor said, “in fact, your timing was fortuitous. One of the professors has elected to retire.”
“Ah,” Efrain said, sitting in the large chair behind the desk.
“You must be exhausted,” said the Mentor, hovering by the door, “I suppose I’ll just come and check on you in the morning. Supposedly your group is to attend the Festival as honoured guests.”
“News to me,” Efrain said, leaning back as he looked out the open window.
“Would you like a change of clothes, a meal, water to bathe in?” said the man.
“No, thank you,” Efrain said, “in fact, I wouldn’t mind a brief tour, actually.”
The man’s face lit up in response to the casual suggestion - clearly he took pride in the institution.
“Yes, yes, why of course, I would be happy to,” he said, “when would you like to begin?”
“Now,” Efrain said, getting up from his chair and moving past the man.
“Actually, now that I think of it, the last of the evening classes should be just starting,” said the Mentor, “would you like to sit in on one. It uses your books.”
A couple minutes, and Efrain was sitting in the back of a small room, dozens of fresh-faced students looking back between him and a professor at a lectern.
“So, as we discussed in the last class,” said the old man with a beard hanging over his considerable stomach, “actually, who would dare to tell me what is the ultimate goal of magic.”
Efrain was busy rifling through the provided textbook on the matter, his apprehension growing with every page that he passed. He’d forgotten just how bad some of his earliest work had been, and now was reliving his mistakes with vivid horror. Several hands rose, and a young girl who couldn’t be more than twelve was selected.
“Magic is a purest expression of the human,” she said, clearly reciting what she’d learned by heart, “it is an attempt to get away from the base naturalness of ourselves and transcend into something greater.”
Efrain stifled a groan as he heard his early and more poetic pondering on magics parroted back at him.
The class continued on until Efrain couldn’t stand it any longer. The professor was in the middle of explaining how magic could be derived from the environment, which was correct, but that was inferior in all cases to simply deriving it from oneself, which wasn’t. Efrain snapped the booklet shut as loud as he could, drawing the gaze of everyone in the class.
“Alright,” he said, getting up, “we need to stop. Stop. All of this is a mistake.”
The professor, quite confused, looked towards the mentor for any sign that he should intervene. The mentor merely shook his head as Efrain stalked towards the lectern.
“My good man, take a seat for a little while,” Efrain said, “there are some errors of mine I have to correct.”
He gripped the edges of the lectern, trying to decide how best to approach this, and begun by clearing his throat.
“Is knowledge truth?” he said, prompting a rash of confused stares.
He departed from the lectern, and walked in front of the students.
“Again, is knowledge truth? Is knowledge automatically, by definition, true?”
“Well, yes,” said a young man slowly.
“Ah,” Efrain said, rounding on him, “so, if I were to stumble on half a conversation a noblewoman has about some innocent meeting she had with a young man, mistook it for an affair, and reported it to her husband, would I be lying?”
“Well, yes, kind of?” said the boy, his brows furrowing. Several of the other students blushed at the impropriety of the statement.
“But that was using the knowledge I possessed, and if knowledge is truth, then where is the lie?” Efrain said, sitting on the edge of the table, “all I did was relay my knowledge, hence, relay the truth to my friend, her husband.”
“I- I-,” said the boy, “then you were misinformed.”
“Precisely,” Efrain said, taking the book from before him and walking back to the front of the class to raise it before the children.
“The truth cannot lie, by definition, but knowledge can, implying that it is a distinct entity from the truth,” Efrain said, as he rounded the lectern.
“Perhaps it is not a matter of relaying the truth,” called the mentor from the back, “but inferring the truth only from half-knowledge.”
Efrain pointed the booklet towards him.
“And that is why he is a mentor and you are still students,” Efrain said, “but what is the point I hear you asking?”
A few genuinely seemed to think he could hear their thoughts and shrank back from this strange, belligerent man.
“The point is this - the books you’re reading are nonsense. Inferences made from a tiny amount of knowledge, by an overconfident idiot.”
The professor started forward at this sacrilege of the texts, but the mentor held him back.
“Now, if you’re intelligent, which I’m sure all of you are, you should be asking about now, ‘how could he possibly know? Who is he to come into our class and start making such claims?’ That’s good,” Efrain paused, and pointed to the cover.
“Would someone care to read me the title of this particular text?” he said.
One of the students, another boy, looked down and began to say in a high, weedly voice.
“Basic Principles of Magic: A Treatise,” he said, looking up to see if he’d somehow passed whatever test Efrain was given him.
“Keep going young man,” Efrain said, nodding him on.
“W-written by Nicolo Eisen, Efrain Belacore, and Avidius Armsted, compiled by Nicolo Eisen and Avidius Armsted.”
“Which is to say, ‘principally written by Efrain Belacore and Avidius Armsted, with footnotes of historical nature by Nicolo Eisen.’ He was always more interested in the history anyways,” Efrain said, slapping the book on the lectern.
The children all looked back and forth between each other, trying to see if any had an understanding better than themselves.
“To answer your question,” Efrain said, “the reason I both possibly know and get to come into your class and make such claims is that I am the middle name on your textbook.”
The explosion of curiosity and confusion was a delight to Efrain, who held up the book to the ceiling, pointing to it.
“To be clear, my name, young ones, is Efrain Belacore, and I’m here to tell you why half of my book is wrong, and the other half is incomplete.”
The class sat in dumbfounded silence, trying to gauge what the appropriate response to such information could possibly be.
“Let’s start with something simple, though, young lady,” Efrain pointed to the young girl who’d given the first definition to start the class.
“Y-Yes, professor?”
“Restate your definition, if you’d be so kind,” he said, which she did word for word.
“I wrote that line when I was under the impression that magic was apart from the natural world,” Efrain said, “in the sense that it could be used to transform it, to add value to it, much like some artists will say that their paintings cut through to the soul of the subject, removing the mortal veil on top of it or some hogwash like that.”
Efrain walked in front of the class.
“We are all part of the natural world, even if we strive to rise above it, whatever that means,” Efrain said, “you get cut, you bleed, you do that enough you die, your body returns to the earth, and so on and so forth. Magic is an extension of all those natural processes, not something apart from it. So, young men and women, do not spurn the world in the pursuit of magic.”
Efrain spied a beautifully made pin, stuck in the hair of a young woman.
“Excuse me, could I borrow that for a moment?” he said, gesturing to the pin.
“Uh, y-yes, sure,” she said, hastily pulling out the pin and letting her hair fall around her shoulders as she presented it to him.
“Thank you very much,” he said, as he held up the pin.
“Right, do not spurn it in the pursuit of magic, rather, embrace it. Seek inspiration in it,” Efrain said, focusing on the butterfly motif.
Again, unbidden, the memories of exploding light and claps of sound.
Copies of the exact butterfly carven on the head of the pin streamed out, following trails of light to explode into pinwheels of light. The children shrieked, at first in fear than in delight as the show continued, and Efrain handed the pin back to its owner. She looked at the pin in what seemed like awe, checking it over for any alteration.
“The pin is intact,” Efrain said, “like I said - inspiration. I had no need to change it.”
The mentor was by his side, clapping at the show.
“I say, marvellously, marvellously done,” he said, “a finer display of magic I’ve never seen. You truly are a master.”
“If that passes for a ‘fine display’, mentor, you are easy to please,” Efrain chuckled, “now, I suggest we leave the poor professor to his work.”
“Oh, I don’t think so,” the Mentor said, “after all, you’ve just ruined the integrity of the text he taught from! Students, you are dismissed from your studies for the day. Emilio, take a break for tonight, me and master Efrain have some discussions to have.”
It crossed Efrain’s mind that he might’ve just signed up for some extensive work in the near future. This however, was his academic integrity, and he wasn’t about to let those notes be his legacy, if he was going to have one. They took up the conversation in the hallway, leaving the students filing out behind them.
“That was simply incredible,” the mentor said, “I’m shocked that you were able to do it off the cuff. Just like that.”
“It was nothing,” Efrain said, “and that’s not self-praise, mentor. If you’re not able to do simple illusions of light like, then ‘my’ books have led you astray.”
Efrain stopped to look out through a window, seeing the central pyramid and its rooftop garden. “Though that’s not entirely fair to Nicolo and Armsted. I’ve been travelling and studying for nigh-on two centuries since I left. I’ve learned much more than what they were left to work with.”
When Efrain turned back to the man, he found that he was bowing low.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh please, master Efrain,” said the man, “please, led us back to greatness.”
“What?”
“You are truly, the most knowledgeable, the most revered, the most brilliant-”
“Stop that,” Efrain said, “I left my patience for flattery about a half-thousand miles west. Say what you mean, plainly.”
He tried to tell himself that was the truth, but he couldn’t deny it made his chest swell to hear such things, especially after so long on his own.
“We need you,” said the man, astonishing Efrain as he wiped tears from his eyes, “we are but children, stumbling around-”
“Do you do this with every guest?” Efrain said, trying to tamp down on the delight he felt.
“What? N-no. Be the mentor! I will gladly renounce it, if you are there to take the place. Lead our school, master Efrain!”
Efrain held his face as he considered what the man had just said.
“No,” he said, quashing the image of mentor Efrain squarely and firmly right there.
“B-but why?” the mentor blubbered, “anything you want, I’ll give it to you, anything! Name it and-”
“But I will rewrite those gods-damned books you have. Fill them with my current knowledge, which is far superior than that poetic dreck that I made back in the day,” Efrain said, “I would not be able to live with myself, if I left you with that swill.”
“Oh thank you! Thank you!” said the mentor, clasping his hands.
“Now, let’s get back to my office,” Efrain said, “I’m finding myself quite tired of this whole affair.”
“Yes, yes, of course,” said the man, straightening himself and gesturing the way.
“Tell me,” Efrain said, “your begging seems to indicate that the academy’s future is dire.”
“Oh, it’s bad,” sighed the man heavily, “we simply haven’t been able to produce things that are of much use. It is our shame, and as such, we’ve moved much of the studies to other, more practical subjects. Maths, history - magic is quickly becoming a pure pursuit of knowledge. The Eisen matriarch seems not to mind, but Poutash, and many of the established houses, well…”
Efrain nodded as he climbed the main stairs, shuffling by students. He tried to ignore the irrational guilt that plagued him. He’d just managed to put a lid on it as they reached the office, where within he sank into the chair. The mentor stood nervously by the door, almost like an attending student, not the director of a school. Efrain wondered how he got the position in the first place.
“Well, that was enlightening,” Efrain said, “I’ll retire now, I think.”
“Of course,” said Avencia, “yes, we shall leave you to it. I will have dinner sent up.”
“No need, we had some in the city,” Efrain said, “I don’t eat all that much anyways. Tell me, are there any particular teas you’d recommend? Local speciality or imported, I don’t care.”
The man thought for a few moments.
“I would have to ask someone else, but I will send up a set as soon as possible,” he said.
“Oh, and the books,” Efrain said, reclining back on the chair and looking out the window.
“Which books?” said the man excitedly.
“All of them. Any of them that bear my name,” Efrain said, “In fact, just send me all your core texts for magic. If I need any sort of historical references, I’ll make up a list while I’m reading them.”
The man practically stumbled over himself, thanking Efrain profusely and indicating that the entire curriculum would be sent up, as well as paper and ink. When the door shut, the quiet seemed almost unnatural to Efrain after the busy day he’d had. He picked up a book from the shelf, some piece of Karkosian history from a man he’d never heard of.
He sat back down in the chair, and curiously, he found his eyesight beginning to swim as he tried to parse the page. His body felt… heavy, exhausted even. He tried to resist it, tried to fight it as the book fell open on his lap, but his vision darkened, and soon Efrain had drifted off to sleep.
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I recently started the setup process for utilities for my first apartment. I was using a website called Compare Power so I selected like three electric companies that I would potentially like to proceed with. After inputting my information and such I thought an email would be sent confirming if I wanted to proceed with the plan but it seems the order was already placed. I plan to call them as soon as tomorrow morning, but I just made a really dumb/tired mistake and am quite frustrated with myself. What would happen if I didn't cancel them in time? Would I have to pay three separate electric bills until I pay the cancellation fee. If anyone has experience with this how did you resolve this issue?

I’m dying over here I’m not gonna lie during Covid I was struggling trying to pay my own Bills and my Parents and 5 months later I got laid off and I can’t find another job that starts after 6 as I don’t own a car and public transit doesn’t start until 6
I was forced to move out of my apartment and back in with my parents and their still struggling and now I get an email from KMB Law threatening to take me to court if I don’t pay in a week I was pretty stressed before this and now I just have no idea what to do any advice?

Hello! Sorry for format, I’m on mobile. My gf and I rescued a 2yo mini-poodle (we think maybe a lil mutt in him too) about 2 months ago. He definitely has a problem with men, but he’s grown to trust me quite a bit. It’s certainly been a challenge, but I’m patient and he seems to like/trust me more as the days turn to weeks. For about a month, he’s adored my gf and is always trying to be near her. Our biggest issue is at night. She goes to bed between 10-11, I go to bed between 1230-130. If Paulie stays up w me, he anxiously circles our apartment and cries, occasionally going to the bathroom inside (almost rebelliously?). If he goes to bed with her, then the moment I turn my bedroom doorknob he barks at the top of his lungs for 10-15 seconds. We’d be happy with either option without the stressful outcomes for Paulie. Does anyone have advice around either of these issues besides giving him time?

I am not the Original Poster. That is u/CandyNinja900. She posted in offmychest
Trigger Warning: delusion; threat of kidnapping
Mood Spoiler: disturbing
Original Post: May 31, 2023
Title: My best friend thought that shoving her breast down my daughter's throat to calm her down was completely ok.
Basically what the title says. I have a daughter of 10 months. Me (30f) and my best friend (31f) have always been super close, and she helped a lot during my pregnancy and after childbirth. So it always came naturally to me to ask her for help, till she became some kind of nanny for my daughter when needed. She's always been very eager and happy to help, since she has no children of her own (she had a miscarriage in the past and stopped trying afterwards).
So we were at a mutual friend wedding yesterday, and I was holding my daughter for quite some time, since she hates strollers. My best friend came to me and offered to take her for a while, so that I could take a break and go chat with some friends. I agreed and wholeheartedly thanked her.
After twenty minutes or so, I come back to where we were, and she wasn't there. So I start looking for her in the garden, and she was literally nowhere to be found. Finally after another ten minutes I manage to find her, and I see her talking to some people while holding my baby with her boob shoved down my daughter's throat.
I literally tried my best to keep my composure and not to scream, so I went to her and said that we needed to talk. After reaching a quiet place, I yelled wtf was wrong with her and why was she nursing my daughter. She looked at me in disbelief, and she replied that she understood that it was the best way to calm my daughter, and that there's nothing wrong about it, adding that she could very well be her daughter. Wtf???? I was shocked, but we couldn't keep up the conversation because we needed to get back inside for the wedding cake. I told her that we would have continued the discussion later on.
We never did, but we agreed to meet today in a couple of hours. Honestly, I'm so f--kin mad. Wtf?????? Why did she had to do it?? I don't even f--kin know what to tell her without raging at her. It's been nearly a day and this thought never left my mind not even for a second. How could she say that "there's was nothing wrong with it"??? I feel like she violated my daughter, and she gave literally zero f- about it. I'm trying to arrange my thoughts before talking to her. I hope I don't end up hitting her. I'm nearly bursting out.
Edit: 5 hours later
So we met and we talked. I let her talk first. She explained that my daughter was restless while she was talking to a couple of women, and they said that maybe she was hungry and it was fine for them to keep talking while she was breastfeeding, so she just...did.wtf. I went straight to the point: what she did was completely f--ked up. No excuses. She told me that she didn't agree and that she did nothing wrong. She said that she tried everything in the past and nothing worked except for her breasts, which were the only things that calmed her down, so she just did what she always had done. I literally couldn't believe it. I asked her what was wrong with her for doing such a thing behind my back and why the f-ck among all things she thought that she could dry nurse my daughter. She replied back saying that she was just doing what she thought was best for the baby and doing what my daughter wanted, adding that she didn't think she needed to inform me of such thing, since she's quite a second mother to her. I was losing it, but she continued. She added that she wasn't dry nursing her, since a while ago after using pumps and dry nursing her she started to lactate a little, saying that the supply was still low but that in a while I could leave breastfeeding to her and stop doing it and worrying about it.
I was LIVID, but she didn't even realize, she was completely clueless like absorbed in her own world. Like not even realizing that what she did was wrong. So I stood up from the table, and told her that she was completely insane and that she was creeping me out. I told her that she wasn't allowed near my daughter anymore and to never contact me again, or I would report everything to the police.
She started crying saying that I couldn't cut her off from our daughter's life, so I lost it and shouted at her that it's not her goddamn baby but it was ME who popped her out, it was ME who was pregnant for 9 months and she was MY daughter, and not hers, and left.
I'm just completely shocked. I don't even think shocked can completely describe what I'm feeling now. I received a couple of texts from her begging to reconsider it and asking to see my daughter. I told her to stop contacting me, and blocked her. If I receive another message or call or anything like that I will report everything to the police. I'm just disgusted. She was my best friend. Why did she do something like this? I'm completely speechless.
I'm editing this post again if something happens, but I just hope nothing is going to happen honestly. I just want to puke.
Update Post 1: June 1, 2023 (Next Day)
After trying for most of the last evening to contact me on social medias, this morning she showed up at my front door. I told her that she needed to leave, because I didn't want to call the police on her. She started crying babbling why I was treating her this way and why I was keeping her away from my daughter, since she did nothing wrong. I told her that everything she did was wrong, because she did all of this behind my back. She can't be her mother, and she can't take over as the only one breastfeeding. It was delusional even just thinking something like this.
She responded saying that my daughter needed her breasts and that her milk will be surely by far better than mine for the baby. If this wasn't enough, she said that she was worried because my breasts are too small to feed her properly and to please stop being selfish and start thinking what's really better for my daughter, concluding saying that she was fine with me breastfeeding her until she reached a sufficient supply but then I should leave the responsibility to her if I wanted my daughter to grow healthy. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I wasn't even mad. I couldn't believe it was my best friend the one who was saying such bulls--t.
She was talking really loud and I guess my daughter heard that because she started crying. And she took it as a sign that my daughter was calling for HER. WTF.
She only left when I was dialing the police, saying that I shouldn't treat her like this and that she's only doing what's best for my daughter.
I'm done. I can't take this s--t anymore. I contacted a mutual friend and I told her everything, emphasizing that she needs help. She agreed to talk to her and see what's going on. In the meanwhile, I'll go to the police and try to file for a RO, and I will talk to a pediatrician as soon as possible. I can't live peacefully like this, and I'm starting to get worried for my daughter.
Many, many thanks to each one who showed support/offered advice, and I will update again if something comes up
Relevant Comments:
Can you contact her parents?
"Unfortunately I don't know her parents, and I don't know how to get in touch with her ex husband. I asked the mutual friend if she perhaps knows something more"
Is she even lactating or is that a delusion as well?
"I honestly don't know. Just the thought of her inducing lactation using my daughter makes me shiver. But my daughter gets very frustrated when she gets no milk immediately from sucking, at least with me, so I don't really know what to think. Edit: thinking about it I do think that her breasts have gotten bigger, since I saw her nearly everyday. I don't know if inducing lactation cause breasts to grow just like pregnancy, or if I just made a blunder"
The horrible smaller breasts comment:
"It was so uncalled for and just plain stupid. I couldn't believe she said something like that since she always has been very smart. Yes, she's embarrassingly busty but she never bragged about them not even once, and being busty has nothing to do with breastfeeding. I never had issues feeding my baby. I really have no idea where this thing came from. It doesn't seem like something she would say, like all the rest of it.. And for the record, I don't regard mine as small.. In fact I think they're too big.."
Plans:
"I'm indeed considering staying at a hotel for the time being, I'm trying to organize everything. She has a copy of the house keys and I don't think I can change the locks swiftly"
How much about you and your codes/info/locks does she know?
"She's been my best friend for more than 20 years and she's been with me nearly everyday before and after childbirth. If she doesn't know everything, she knows a good 99% of that everything.."
Why wouldn't you know how to contact her parents/ex-husband after knowing her 20 years?
"I never wrote about not knowing her ex husband. I don't know where you read that. I do know her ex husband but since the divorce I never spoke to him nor I have means to contact him. I asked the mutual friend if she knows something more perhaps his address or telephone number since I can't find him on social medias. Regarding her parents, I don't know them so welll, when we were younger she had a live-in nanny and she's the only person related to her that I knew personally, since she was the one who took her to school or to the playground were we met to play in the past. I only met her parents once, but we never spoke. From what she told me, she always had a strained relationship with her parents because they were always busy working. But it was a delicate topic so we never talked much about it. I could try contacting the nanny but I should try to find her on social medias"
Update Post 2: June 2, 2023 (next day, so two days after OG post)
So, I came back home this morning after spending the night at a nearby hotel. I didn't feel safe staying alone in my house, since she had a copy of the keys. Even if I have a surveillance system I didn't want to take the risk. The first thing I did when I came back was calling an emergency locksmith, explained the situation, and they arrived and did the job swiftly. I felt so much safer knowing that she can't get in anymore. I checked the house but I was exactly as I left it yesterday, and after checking the surveillance tapes I was sure she didn't pay me a visit. I informed my close neighbors about what happened, and they were very understanding and helpful. I then met up with the mutual friend, and she updated me on the talk she had with her.
She told me that she visited her at home this morning, because she wanted to talk to her face to face since she thought I was a little bit overreacting. Well, she went, my best friend greeted her and they started chatting a little before she invited her in. So far so good, until they sat down and my best friend asked her if they could keep talking while she pumped because she needed to get her supply running. Our mutual friend played dumb, saying that it wasn't a problem but she asked why she needed to pump if she doesn't have childrens. She replied back saying that she indeed has a daughter and that she was surprised that I didn't tell the mutual friend about it. She then pointed out that it was my daughter and that even if she didn't gave birth to her she still consider her as her baby too, and that she needed mama's (referring to her) milk to grow healthy. She kept going saying that she had no choice but pumping because I was being sassy and inconsiderate and I wasn't letting her breastfeed our baby, but that she couldn't be inconsiderate like I was and she needed to get her supply to a sufficient level, but that she was sure that I would change my mind in no time since I'm not stupid and I know that her breasts are better for our daughter.
She told me that she couldn't believe what she was hearing, and that she couldn't believe that all of this was true. But what it shocked her the most was the fact that she was indeed lactating, she wasn't producing much but she was indeed pumping breastmilk. She tried to talk to her but it wasn't no use, she just wasn't listening, and after a while trying she just said that there was nothing wrong in what she was doing and that she was just being a good mother, and after that she asked her to leave because she needed to relax while pumping. Unfortunately she forgot about asking for the keys of my house, but fortunately I was able to change the locks this morning.
I honestly wasn't surprised hearing all of that. But still, it was very, very depressing. She was completely shocked and she couldn't understand what happened, since apart from this she seemed completely normal.
I then asked her to accompany me to the police, and unfortunately there aren't no extremes yet to file for a RO, not even a temporary one. According to what they told me where I live solid proofs of harassment, stalking, etc need to be presented, and the surveillance tapes/texts (which are the only things I have) don't show no harassment or clear evidence that she's stalking me. So the only thing I could was file a formal complaint of what happened, and did that. They told me that they will keep an eye on the situation, and they will check my neighborhood more frequently to be sure nothing happens.
And that's it for now. The mutual friend will stay at my house for a couple of days to help me recover from what happened, also to wait for my parents to arrive.
Unfortunately she doesn't know her parents, but she found a way to contact her ex husband, and I will contact him tomorrow to ask for help. It's been a while and I hope he's willing to.
I also booked an appointment with the pediatrician, and I will get my daughter checked next week.
I will stop making updates for a while. I need to get my s--t together, plan what to do next, and take care of my daughter. Fortunately enough my parents are coming to help me, and I'm really really relieved. I don't think I can keep facing this situation alone.
People of reddit, thank you very much, really. You gave me wonderful advices and support, and it really helped. I will update you after the situation settles down a bit, and I really hope it does. Thanks again, and bye for now.

Good Evening, I’m hoping to find some guidance or maybe comfort in light of recent events. I had never heard of ON until today when I was diagnosed at the ED. I’ve had two episodes of deep shooting pain in the back of my brain around where the occipital nerve is on the back right side of my head(like a gunshot).The pain was so intense I jumped up off the couch. I became confused, nauseous and scared. There was also pain in my right eye as well. I have a history of medical anxiety so for about 30 mins I tried to gaslight myself into say it was nothing. I decided to make a quick trip to urgent care and once I explained everything I was sent to the ED immediately for a CT with contrast. I truly believed I was having a stroke or mini strokes and I’m still not entirely convinced it’s ON. From what I’ve read you feel ON pain on the scalp and outside of the skull but this pain feels deep in my brain and shoots a numb/tingling sensation to my feet and after it’s been just very intense pressure in my head. My diagnoses was based on a lack of anything “significant” on my CT so not a concrete enough diagnosis for me. Has anyone else here experienced pain like this?

I (24f) have been with my (m27) boyfriend for 3 years. We met each other a year after we both went through very traumatic relationships and believe we are each others soul mate. We were both determined in every way possible to not treat each other like our old partners treated us, and we heavily exceeded in this. We are incredibly close to one another and share a bond that cannot be put into words. The most special thing to us, was how we considered each other as our best friend. The love we share for one another is something most people wish to find in this lifetime, but may not have the chance to get.
We lived together for 2 years after he provided me with safety away from my abusive family, up until January of this year. He made the decision that he needed to move back home due to financial stressors. I am a University student who works 30 hours a week making over minimum wage. I have contemplated dropping out of my studies to pursue a full time job in order to help with living expenses, but he always argued against this, as he didnt complete a degree and works a job he does not like.
So, in January it was sprung upon me that we were moving back to the city we grew up in within the week. This meant that I had to transfer schools again, leave my job because it was too short of notice to be transferred to the location in my home city, and move back in with my parents. This obviously destroyed me, as I felt I was being abandoned and everything we built together was for nothing. His parents still live in the beautiful home he grew up in and they are a very loving and supportive family. My parents live in a 2 bedroom condo that also houses my sister and 2 cats. There was no room for me (and our 70 lb dog), but nonetheless, I was told I could not stay with him. Apart from this, i am very rarely allowed to visit. I have been there less than a handful of times since being back home. My life here is hell everyday and I have no where to keep me safe.
Since being back home, he has done a total 360. It is like he is a teenager in a rebellious phase who has just gotten a taste of freedom for the first time. As well as not having a fully developed frontal lobe with critical thinking skills. His ability to accept accountability when he hurts me is now non-existent, and he now manipulates every situation to work out in his favour and as me the crazy co-dependent girlfriend. He has made me cry countless times in the last couple of months, contemplating if I am asking too much for the bare minimum, if I am too hard to love, and If I am worthy of it at all. I struggle heavily with trust due to my past relationships and my upbringing, which he is very well rounded on and what my triggers are. Lately, I have caught him lying about very insignificant things that make no sense to fabricate. It has caused my brain to spiral, thinking about how easy it is for him to lie with a pokerface and me believe him. He knows this will cause me hurt, but he does it anyways. I have given him ultimatums before, stating that i’d like him to go to counselling and seek a psychiatrist because his mental health is very poor and theres only so much that I can do to be there and help him through, and how it is not fair for me to be the one he takes his hurt out on. He makes appointments, and then cancels them the day before. I am in counselling and see a psychiatrist, which helps me a lot in order to still be able to give him my best self. I definitely have my moments, but i have not changed in regards to how i handle the way i may have crossed a boundary of his. It hurts me immensely when I hurt him, so I always do the most that I can to make sure I am not that version of myself and how to not repeat those behaviours.
The last time I gave him an ultimatum, I told him that I mentally and physically cannot handle anymore pain, and if it continues, I will have to look out for whats best for me. I dont think he took me seriously, as I can definitely be a little bit of a push over and people pleaser, but I did it today. I could no longer take not being understood, villainized, and gaslit. It pains me so much more because this behaviour isn’t aligned with who he is and i think its just because of what hes going through…but i cant take it anymore. i have dedicated my life to him for 3 years and made it my mission to show him that real love does exist. But i deserve to be loved the way that i love him, and hes not able to do that right now. He is the love of my life and my best friend forever, nothing will ever change that in my heart. I will always be there to support him, and he knows that. I hope one day he will be able to see what ive been trying to explain and show him and get the help he needs, but until then, i matter more.

Hi there. It's been a little while since I upgraded the computer and I believe my current build is not enough to play diablo4 with my friends. I have S3220DGF gaming monitor, so I think* I want to play in 1440p
I don't want to upset my wife, so I'm looking to spend reasonably but at the same time not cheap out, since I don't have many opportunity to upgrade my system
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This is my current build
https://pcpartpicker.com/usejameskoo87/saved/pWGtCJ
Is it possible to only upgrade my graphics card to play diablo 4 in 1440p comfortably? maybe 3060 card? My biggest fear is lack of powersupply, as I only have 550W. I really avoid upgrading PSU as it's a) additional cost and b) my case is kinda small so it'd be pain to take it all apart
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Can I get some suggestions please?
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and help me :)

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It was the start of a new grade and I got sat beside this girl (I’ve known her for at least 3 years at this point but we went really friends). After a while we started talking and I became a new part in her friend group. Being a guy in a girls friend group, I felt very lucky, because there was a very attractive girl(I’ll call her Bob). And I really liked Bob, but at the time, being a little geek I had no experience with women. But one day happens that drives me crazy. That girl that I got sat beside I’ll call her Jimmy. Me, Jimmy, and Bob always liked to call each other and talk about our feelings cause we had been so close. But one night Bob was busy and it was only me and Jimmy. She said that we should fall asleep on a call together. Of course I agree because why not. It was about 10:30 and we start getting into a deep conversation that ends up with her telling me that she liked me. Then I told her that I really like Bob and after that I could tell she was in defeat. But after talking for a while my brain just decided that I had to like her now. So we started dating. But the thing is, we didn’t want anybody to know because being young(very young, not even a teen) people would just kinda ruin it. So we kept a secret for almost a year. Bob and Jimmy just hanging out or something. And Bob decide to look through Jimmy’s phone. Then she finds out. I talked to Bob to promise to not tell anyone else. She agrees. Then tells everyone. Everybody was mocking me, the boys were disappointed in me, and we were very slowly falling apart, until we were nearly 1 year in and she says “were done”. After that I felt defeated. So I swerved away from all the drama and I thought I was fine. Little did I know that the drama was gonna come back to haunt me. It’s been almost 2 years since all that and something crazy happened there’s some 4th graders on my bus that I’ll call him. Him was something else. In grade 4 he was already trying to get with the women. And one of the women that wanted him was Jimmy. I found this out because about every month me and Jimmy do a little check up about every month. She told me that she liked Him and my head exploded. I really want to talk Him the she likes him but I feel me and Jimmy’s friends ship will just complete end. This has had me going crazy and I found the only thing that helps me is porn. I just can’t find help from anybody and none of the boys will care and they will just say I’m dumb for liking Jimmy. And when all this is going downs new problem just has to come around to fuck me and make me go insane. The girl I’ll call problem shows up one day at our school with goal to do anything and everything to screw me over. So first she gets in a relationship with one of the boys, but she’s a huge slut and immediately goes after his stepbrother cause he’s got a big dick. And for a while she goes crazy for this guy and just full on sends him nudes. But remember that she’s a slut and just dumps this guy for some other white boy. Then my bros step bro who I’ll call W just doesn’t give a shit and just send me her nudes. So as a normal human being I show literally everyone. Now she is super depressed and she making it my problem. It’s really fucking annoying. And with all this up my ass I just know the universe is gonna try to shove another one up there. I really just don’t know what to do anymore because outside I’m the class clown who always makes it funny, but inside I’m doing mentally insane. And I can’t ask anyone for help because as a man in 2023 you can’t show your feelings. So I think all hope is lost. If you read all of this I want to thank you very much because I just know almost if not everybody will say something like “oh he’s he’s just a little kid, he’s fine”. So really, thank you.