This is extreme oversharing but I need to tell someone the whole thruth. Im 20.
I have had a relationship with a man (age 14 19). The relationship was kind of weird. It wasnt the best I would say. I think my daddy issues got the best of me and I viewed him more as a way to satisfy my desire for love from a man (I grew up without a father). I really enjoyed the “sex” when we started dating (we did only the things heterosexual people do in a foreplay) but only when he did it on me. I never had a desire for his penis. Well after like 2 years we started having full on sex but I wasnt attracted to him and didnt want to sleep with him so I was very tight it hurt and it was terrible. I tried to find the problem but in the end i ended the relationship with my coming out as a lesbian. (He was supportive).
I thought i was bi from the age of 16 and then I had a phase when I was very strictly “heterosexual” but I think it was just a denial phase of coming out (I read a book about it).
Then the summer after the break up came and I kissed a girl for the first time. I was very drunk, she was too but it was a long make out sesh and I really enjoyed it. But it was so weird. She had these small soft lips. I was used to kissing a mans lips.Then came the second girl I kissed and didnt feel anything. The the holy trinity was finished and I started seeing a girl from bumble. We hit it off, seen eachother a couple times. She was very … well great i guess? She is masc presenting (im too since i was a little girl) and she was attracted to me so when we were texting i proposed a hook up. She agreed. Then the day came. I went on a 6 hour long train drive to see her (I know very lesbian of me) where I WAS STRESSING THE WHOLE TIME. The girl had a very dominant vibe and was texting me things about how she likes it. I was so stressed because I have never slept with a woman before so my mind was only at the main parts and I was so scared that I will be bad at bed with a girl. The fact that I slept only with one person (a man) before wasnt helping. Fast forward a bit. Were laying in her bed and she starts holding my hand. I didnt like it. We kissed which was terrible and than we just kind of brushed it off and I went on my 6 hour long drive back home. Since than I came to a conclusion that I dont like masc preseneting woman and it was just too much to handle after sleeping with the same person for 5 years. I didnt like her, I wanted to be her.
Since than I didnt have anymore experiences so Im just so confused. Which would be okay IF I DIDNT CAME OUT TO EVERYONE. I know it doesnt matter but i dont want to do another coming out.
Well I think I should list the things why I think Im lesbian. • Ive NEVER had a crush on a boy, i only had this delusional crush on my teacher once but I dont think that counts because its a teacher and he comes from a place of power (daddy issues once again) • I get very aroused from lesbian porn (like the real amateur one) • When I look back I see I had crush on my girl friends when I was younger • I specifically watched movies and stuff with lesbians in it (ate the whole l word in a month lol) and I WAS THERE FOR IT
I grew up in very lesbianphobic household. Im just so confused. Can someone help. I know Im not sexually attracted to man. I have never been. I think. I dont know if it just the pressure of it. Everyone already had their first lesbian experiences and Im so scared and embarassed to actually say I didnt. I just feel like my sexuality is not valid until I sleep with a girl. I want just a relationship that will develop naturally and there wont be the pressure of it. I like woman. I like to look at woman in a way I will never look at man. I just feel like its my insecurities. Half of the thing why I didnt want to sleep with the bumble girl was honestly just because I didnt want her to see my body (I was overweight at the time it happened). Am I faking beeing a lesbian?

Kirara loses a bet to D'Arby and has her soul collected. Hakari wants to get her back so he bets on 3 different games. The victor will be decided by who wins best of 3.
They are both allowed to cheat as long as they follow the rule of, "It's not cheating if you don't get caught." (must be able to go undetected, can punish opponent if they catch them cheating)
Both can win via actual victory or via bluff. (assuming the other person caves in and loses mentally)
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Round 2: Bet on the surface tension of a glass
Round 3: Bet on a game of poker (hakari is allowed to bet the souls of himself, yuji, panda, maki, yuta, and gojo) each soul will be divided into 6 chips.

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Fast food USED to be cheap. I just saw a coupon for 2 pieces of chicken the other day for Popeyes. It was 2 pieces of chicken and a biscuit for 5:49 with a coupon. McDonald’s hot n spicy is now like $2.50 and if you buy 2 only the second one is a dollar.
What about restaurants? A family of 4 at a steakhouse costs at least $150 not counting a tip. Starbucks drinks coffee or frap are like $7. A chipotle bowl you could make at home for $2 in ingredients is $9.
The only processed or ready food that is worth it anymore is loss leader rotisserie chicken at Costco for $5. You could use the leftovers to make a chipotle bowl or chicken sandwich.
Cooking at home is….

no paying the restaurant employees on top of the bill
the ability to cut out sugar and salt
fresher meat and veggies
way cheaper

Also the time you save not driving to the place or waiting in the drive through or in line for carrying out is about the same time it costs to make this stuff.

Trigger Warning - SA
We are officially one month into recovery. DDay was May 1st, and these few weeks have felt like months. The first little bit was extremely hard, but it has gotten better. He’s deleted almost all social media, let’s me check his phone without hesitation, never shuts the bathroom dootakes his phone in, and has been consistent with counseling. He’s even about to get a licensed therapist, and we are going to transition into couples counseling with them. He hasn’t been the best with his SAA meetings, but he has been attending at least one every week. He comforts me as I experience triggers and has overall been very patient as I go through my emotions. One issue we’ve had is honesty. We’ve always had this issue in our relationship, even over the most silly, superficial items before now. Lying is something he is starting to work on in counseling. He didn’t want me to know the full length of his addiction, and I kinda had to threaten an infidelity polygraph to get him to say more - I had a gut feeling he wasn’t being transparent. I still don’t know if he fully is, but he has admitted to much more within the last week. I think I want to do the polygraph still just to see if it would help me build trust if he is being honest now. He said in his worst times it could be every day out of the month, and it was typically no more than 30 minutes a day. He said he hasn’t relapsed or had any urges, but I kinda find that hard to believe if it was actually that severe.
He did confide in me, with the encouragement of his counselor, about some sexual assault/r*** he experienced as a young teen before we met (so in 2012-2014) within his family a couple of days ago. He also told his parents about it because he has young siblings that are still around this individual often. They have been a BIG support through everything. His father had a PA, and he has been through recovery/relapses himself. Although, they didn’t seem to know what to do with this situation - which is reasonable. We, unfortunately, are around this person frequently ourselves and even saw him last night. He is obviously taking the lead on this situation, and I’ve expressed how I will support him through his decisions on this. I don’t know how he acts normal around this person, but I couldn’t even look at him with this knowledge of what he has done to my husband. He thinks it could be a cause for his PA, but he is still taking accountability for it all. It is something he has been dealing with for a long time, but this is the first time he has talked about it with others.
I’m honestly not quite sure how to help him through this while still working on us. I would do anything for this man. We JUST started our life together. The past month has been hard, but he has been more open than ever before even with the continued lies. I have a fear he’s just doing this all to prevent me from leaving - he knows I would. I want to have hope that we can get through everything, but I also want to protect myself. I love him, but I cannot sacrifice myself to stay in this marriage. I’m having a hard time finding these lines.

Hi All, I'm writing this post on behalf of a friend who just started delivery. He is struggling to find orders and the area is very quite. He lives in south london so what area would be the best (except central) that is busy an someone can earn some good amount i.e £120-£150 from working 10hours.
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Hey there, I think the title says a good bit but here it goes anyways. I’m a 26 year old gamer from the Midwest United States who is looking for a serious relationship, one where we can feel connected emotionally and build something based on trust and mutual respect. I would prefer someone in the age range of 23-28, but as long as you are at least 18 I will at least look at your message and let you know whether or not I’m interested.
A little about me •I am 6’2, 340 lbs (though most people guess that I’m only 250 at most) with a slightly chubby build, leaning towards a dad bod •I am a huge gamer and while I do not ask that you are as well, feel free to let me know if you are and we can maybe play together while getting to know each other •I am told by others that I am quite good looking, but I don’t believe a word they say •I believe that a truly loving relationship is built on trust and mutual respect •I am also a huge movie buff and casual anime enjoyer, let me know if you have any recommendations.
Some stuff that might be a deal breaker that I just want to get out of the way •I am a college dropout, but have plans to return within a year or 2 •I am currently living with family and do not have the most well paying job •I tend to be shy and a little closed off at first, but once you get to me it might be impossible to make me shut up •I can be foul mouthed and swear a lot just in casual conversation •I am not religious and it is not a dealbreaker for me if you are, as long as you don’t try to force your beliefs on me. As George Carlin once said “Religion is like a pair of shoes. Find one that fits you, but don’t make me wear your shoes” •I enjoy humor that can be seen as “outdated” or “offensive” and am not a fan of woke culture for various reasons, but I am by no means racist, homophobic, transphobic, or anything of the sort
I want it have a relationship where I can make you feel safe with me, one where we can share experiences both old and new with. Where you’re from does not matter to me, as I am willing to work through the issues of long distance, but do not message me if you have no intent of eventually meeting irl. I am only interested in cisgender women and all I ask is that if we try to have a relationship, is for you to be monogamous and treat me with the same level of respect I treat you with, no more or less.
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Yesterday i had a little breakdown after the meet up.with my friends. One of my best buddies cut my off and i know if he dont do somtjinf to himself. As i have a life long illness i managing my psychic quiet well but will be going to the therapist or psychiatrist After this the situation Randomly the 2 coworkers started talking with me in the room that they could add me to a bet. Bet about who is going to resing or suicide. Okay i tryed to brush it off as they started talking yeah you have the illness not many knows you you are like a black horse. Later when i was talking as a little reasurence i tried talking with one of the as the have some heavy jokes. She retorded that its not much of a joke. And as im looking at it they eweven laught at that i want to work not just sit around. And its not sitting well with me. I dont think that escalation will help becuse well the factory would stop witchout them. Should i just overlook it tried to behave normal around them? I hope there is not much errors english is not my native language.

We moved into this house a few years ago. We previously lived in Denver. In Denver: trash collection at the curb is a city service paid for with taxes. That's what we were used to.
The sellers of the house left the rolling trash bin and we just started using it. After discussion with neighbors a few months later we found out that collection service requires a contract / subscription and is ~$40 / month. We figured the company would notice their mistake and our good fortune would run out. We would then comparison shop for the best deal. It never happened. So about a year into this I decided to do the right thing and went to their website and signed up for service. Trash continued to be picked up. We never received a bill. 6 months later (approx) I sent them an email: "hey... I'd like to sign up for service". No response. Trash continues to be picked up. Have never received a bill. Left them a voice mail. Trash continues to be picked up. Have never received a bill.
YES: I could have been a more active participant in this issue and found a way to sign a contract with them.
NO: I do not have a firm footing on Mount Ethical. I have allowed another's error to benefit me.
So I'm determined to get on the right side of this and go into the office to sign up for service. If they press on the issue: "when did you move in?" can I be honest or would that put me on the hook legally for past collection? I want to pay for service: I don't want to pay for past service if I don't have to.

Hey folks, I first discovered tufting a little more than a year ago and it’s recently made it’s way back into my view. Id love to start, I’m not concerned about the financial cost to begin and would love to perfect the craft. My only concern is the noise considering I have a roommate in my apartment and the floors and ceilings in my building are quite thin and I think it would just cause so much chaos to actually do it here. Just curious to start a thread on if any of you were in a similar situation when beginning, how you over came it and simple things like should I buy a gun and things now regardless on when I begin? Unfortunately, I haven’t found any friends able to lend a space for me to work as they are in similar situations and I’m not sure the best way to begin.

My name is Canopy Hydrangea. I recover cursed artifacts, explore haunted places, and report back the information needed to the people I work for. The Company then arranged what has to be done to remove these blemishes from the world.
If it isn't possible, we make sure the evil of cursed artifacts and bizarre places doesn’t make it’s way to the general public.
But sometimes, it’s important to leak a report or two to the unsuspecting public. Makes for a good warning- and this particular file is one of many that must be known.
“Do you have clearance?” asked a young man, hat with a carefully embroidered VII obscuring his face. He held out a little notepad with tables for signatures labeled ‘sign-ins and security’. “We can’t have anyone here without proper clearance.”
I sighed and took the pen that was attached to the pad. “Of course I have clearance,” I said. “I’m the one supposed to be in charge of this damn operation.”
He looked at me in confusion. So did I. I was told by the Company’s board members this specific location was assigned to me. And yet, my team was clearly not the first ones there.
This wasn’t what we were promised. Not by a long stretch. “I was told Varaluz was in charge.” he pointed over to a bulkier man in camouflage gear, director agents of the Company around the dig site.
Varaluz. Of course he was here- he was always getting in people’s business. “Am I being subjected to an internal security probe?” I looked him in the eye. “Right now? Right here?”
The meek young man hesitated and backed away. “See, your previous assignment against the House of Lorreno has some of us in the Company…” he chose his words carefully, “doubting your status.”
This was no issue. I just wanted control of the dig site back in my hands- after all, I was the one sent to study it. And my team. “No problem.”
So let’s talk about the dig site. The mass grave that, as I was told by my historian Kyran, contained the corpses of over 200 skeletons, and counting. “254,” he mused, counting again. “And some aren’t human.”
I asked him about it. And then I saw the bones for myself.
They, at first, looked like the bones of children. But on closer inspection found them all to be distinctly serrated. Their skulls were a bit too flat and wide to truly be human, and what was more bizarre were the limbs.
Each non-human remain had eight limbs, all that seemed like the legs and feet of ordinary human body; obviously inhuman, and the way they were connected told me this wasn’t some post-mortem ritual that positioned the bodies like so after death.
No. This was the real deal- dozens of dead, non-human entities that perplexed and sent chills up my spine.
And the skulls. The damn skulls were like they were smiling, of all things. And instead of two eye sockets there were four.
I also noted the sharp pines of wood that impaled the skeletons. “What’s with that?” Even before asking the aura of something… powerful emanated from the bones.
My assistant, Rainie, had an answer. “We suspect they may not be fully dead,” she informed. “We’re doing our best not to er, dislodge the wood until we can get a priest to put them at rest.”
I knelt down near one of the many impaled creatures and observed it. Distinct markings were present. I took off a glove off and touched it, feeling the history within it.
Sparks of violence. War. Famine. An ember of something not entirely dark I could not place. It unnerved me. “How long until we can put them at rest.”
“Well, we haven’t figured out what religion this place aligns to,” she pointed out. This was true- if we invited the wrong priest to bless the place it could invoke the opposite of peaceful rest. “And you haven’t even seen the staircase.”
“The what?”
The mass grave was discovered by an oil company looking to drill new ground. When the reports of the unusual remains came in, a report was handed over to me and my team, and we were sent to eliminate the disturbance, remove all evidence of the bizarre and hand it back over to the oilmen.
The bodies were found in concentric trenches, squares. There were about five, each within another, and a sixth being uncovered by the dig team.
In the center of the squares was a small ruin, a large jutting cylinder with a door. Beyond this door was a spiral staircase of stone, seemingly cut in by the ancient builders of the grave site so many centuries ago.
Varaluz, the internal security inspector, awaited me there. “Canopy,” he greeted, extending a hand. He peered into the staircase, holding out strong, twisted rope. “We’ve got four assets who’ll be out just about-” a man, panicked, rope attached to his waist scrambled out, hyperventilating.
He was in standard prison garb. As usual- we often used death row prisoners to explore new, dangerous territory.
He started to ramble about a shape in the darkness, and something about pages and a book. “Sir,” asked a woman, placing the man under handcuffs. “What should we do with him?”
“Remove him,” Varaluz ordered.
She looked at both of us, puzzled. “Like, kill him?”
Varaluz shook his head. “Don’t be silly- we need to know what he saw down there- extract his memories, then have the handlers do what they please.”
Yuck.
Memory extraction was something I hated to see. A needle laced with symbols and science, injected into the center of the eye. It would then extract memories to be read by a rather interesting-looking book.
The prisoner would then develop amnesia for a while, but that was no issue. The prisoners we worked with for these excursions were often terrible, irredeemable people.
Varaluz and his team informed me of what they had discovered, just as three Company agents entered the depths, rope tied along their waists.
The staircase was seemingly endless, according to two other excursion teams they had sent into the depths.
The first team had only been equipped by a radio and led by an agent of the Company, but after an hour dropped from radio contact. After another hour, they should have returned- yet they had vanished into the depths.
A rescue operation was made- equipped with rope, Varaluz sent in a team of prisoners led by a more experienced agent into the depths.
Oddly enough, the initial agent leader stumbled back out, informing us the passage had shifted, and they had across a labyrinth underneath the entire dig site- some sort of temple.
Video footage revealed the place was a hellhole. There were signs of life, but twisted, impossible things- strange fungal matter and the bones of long dead creatures- and something else, still active.
This active entity, according to the survivor, seemed to work in tandem with the stairway, dislodging stairs, sending one prisoner falling into the abyss. Another was seemingly sucked into the walls of the place.
The last simply faded, and that was when the agent started to evacuate.
The rescue team came back, fully intact. They hadn’t encountered nay such temple, merely more of the same: staircases, illuminated by the light to be made of bone.
Subsequent testing informed us the bones were human.
“Okay, I want-” as soon as I was about to say I wanted to enter the staircase the line snapped. “Whoa!”
Varaluz held on, and two agents joined him. “It’s being- pulled!” he turned to me.
I retreated to a machine the rope was connected to and selected a button labeled ‘retract’. “This should-” it started to pull against whatever was on the other end- but it was straining, “work.”
The machine started to creak, and the bulky thing began to move against itself. “Security!” Varaluz ordered. “Get the hell over here- now!”
That’s when the line loosened and pulled back, and blood came flying from the abyss. Two bodies- no- a torso and a set of legs, rope still attached flew out, nearly splattering us with blood.
A man came running out, splattered in the blood of his friends. “There’s something down there-” he said it with such fear I started what lurked in the shadows, “it- it was like those bones!”
A growl emerged from deep within. My assistant, Rainie came up to me. “Sir, should we seal it up?” she gestured to security, already prepared to request explosives.
I thought about this for a moment. “Not yet, no,” I decided. “We don’t know if sealing it up will work.”
Whatever was inside- it was powerful. So I decided we needed a proper operation into the temple. With actual agents. “Rainie,” I began, “have the rest of the team meet me here- we’re going in.”
Reckless? Maybe. But if what was inside was a threat to humanity- it needed to be neutralized, captured, and sealed away. “By the way,” she started, “we’ve identified the ruin.”
My eyes lit up. “Can we get a priest?” The sooner we could remove the undead bones from the site the safer I’d feel.
“Already have one,” she hesitated. “But…”
“But?”
She sighed and pointed to the outskirts, where a rather fancy motorcycle had arrived. “It’s Quincy Kieni.”
Quincy Kieni was a rather eccentric figure in the cursed artifact black market. He was both an asset, working for us, telling us the details of when a major deal would go down- and an enemy.
His faith to Calayu, the Salamander King made him have so called ‘prophecies’ over when to help us and when to suddenly disappear off the grid.
I made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a sigh of annoyance. “Of course it’s him.” I watched as the man with black tinted glasses and fiery red hair waltz about the gravesite, raising his hands up and dancing.
Within the hour my team was ready.
I, Canopy Hydrangea would lead them in, coordinate our actions. My expertise in psychically sensing the bizarre would come in handy, if it need be, and the few spells I’d learned.
Then there was Rainie- my assistant, who had reviewed the tapes and studied all too many places similar to this. Of course, there was Kyran, my main security guy, and today, we would be joined by the rather annoying Quincy.
There were others, but I didn’t want to lead a large team.
So we entered the depths. Varaluz attached a rope to us, connecting it to the large bulky machine in case something attempted to pull us in. And then we were set, and so we began the journey into the depths of the pit.
“Canopy, we meet again!” Quincy cheered. “I didn’t know you were in the business of exploring new and exciting places.”
“And I thought you’d finally gotten yourself killed for good,” I chided. “After the whole Stet’Kai incident.”
He laughed maniacally at that, and the noise reverberated around the walls. “Were you demoted as a result of, who were they?” he thought. “Lorreno’s team?”
“None of your business,” Kyran cut in. He held up a hand. “I hear something.”
We all silenced ourselves- even the bothersome Quincy. There was a dull growl in the background, and the clicking of insects- no- “Automata,” Rainie identified. “Temples of the Salamander have automaton.”
Machines given life through ancient magic. Not a huge problem.
The next hour was rather boring, and we continued in silence, fearing disturbing one of the more dangerous security automata. Sure, machines weren’t as dangerous as any live creatures- but still a threat nonetheless.
“Hold it!” Quincy shouted. We all stopped. He stepped ahead and knelt down, inspecting the step in front of me. He spoke something I couldn’t understand, and symbols appeared, and we heard the clicking of gears. “It’s a classic pitfall trap.”
I remembered Varaluz’s prisoners. The story about the place working against them. “Who,” Rainie posited, “built this place?”
“It is a Temple of the Salamander,” I reminded. “But those bones up there don’t match anything we have on record.”
Quincy ordered another stop, and chanted- and a wall beside us faded away, revealing a hallway. “Now that’s the temple.”
I noted the images and statues, “And I think I know who built this place.”
Satyrs. The statues were satyrs, half-man half-goat creatures spotted throughout mythology and ancient times. We knew them, life many other of the ancient kinds, to be extinct.
Long dead. But the statues of the Satyrs here seemed different, more human than beast somehow. They lined the hall, facing away from us, bowing to a large statue of a salamander, an eternal flame still burning within its mouth.
“Look!” Kryan commanded, raising his gun. A machine, moving as if it were alive, appeared in the distance. “It looks just like those bones.”
No. It was made from the bones that had been dug up and the eight limbed thing came charging at us. Kyran fired, to no effect, before Quincy stepped out and clapped, uttering a single word.
The machinery grinded to a halt and collapsed; I was right- it had been made from the bones of the things above, strapped to gears and circuitry.
Whatever those things were, the worshippers below had clearly venerated them enough to create frankenstein-like beasts in their fashion. “Well that was… not at cool as I thought it’d be.” Kyran shrugged.
“And,” Rainie added, gesturing to the statue, “looks like that’s a sort of artifact we’ll want to secure.” In the mouth of the Salamander statue, was the flame- and as I studied it- I realized it was a book that was burning.
Quincy put the flames out and handed the warm pages to me. This was powerful alright. I reached into the ether and felt that it contained great animosity, malevolence- something insane.
“Now,” Quincy murmured, “I don’t want to alarm you, but-” the walls started to creak, and they began to slowly move downwards, threatening to crush us, “we are at risk of immediate death.”
We ran out of the temple and back on the stairs, which were now starting to shake, and crumble. Quincy quick-casted some spell, and we ran, tugging on the rope.
Varaluz, despite my opinions towards him, was skilled, effective, and he activated the machine pulling us in, just as the steps collapsed. The rope hung in midair, slowly drifting upwards.
By the end of the hour we were out. I gave Varaluz the details. The mass grave had completely been excavated, and all the skeletons sent to facility deep within the clutches of the Company.
More research would be done by a secondary team, but the immediate danger was neutralized. The automata, traps, and all had been disabled by Quincy, and the temple, according to a scan, had largely collapsed.
But there was something underneath it- a second temple that mirrored the concentric squares of the graves, ready to be excavated and revealed. And according to an initial scan- there were life signs inside.
That, I assume, was where the real treasures were hiding.
But that isn’t my business. The initial first contact was made, the fears within stabilized. My job there was done; another day was complete. The unexplained was eliminated, and I was ready to move on another excursion.
The world is filled with places like these. And I’m just one of many who work to keep these hidden away. We keep the public safe. It’s what we do.

Just started watching & want advice on what to do with my loans post grad! I’m 23 & will graduate in December with my accelerated nursing degree! My parents paid for a good amount of my first bachelors degree but it is my responsibility to pay for my nursing degree. By the time of graduation I expect to have about $15k federal loans, $20k private loans & $15k loan from my step dad! What is the best way to go about paying these? Mainly worried about the private loan! With nursing, I’ll be able to pick up a lot of overtime & work myself to death to pay these off early? Is that the best route?

I’m not a big fan. People who don’t know me typically sandbag (ignore) me in the chat plus most of the topics I can’t add in my two cents without asking for clarifications or definitions.
Either gay oriented or not, it hasn’t been the best place to meet new people. I’ve learned that most human beings tend to stick to people they know or are familiar with even if they’re trying to put themselves out there and meet new people.
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So before this "break" my gf and I were together for a little over a year and a half. At the time we met, I had about a year left of college, and she was about halfway through. We were both living at home, but live almost an hour from each other as we met online. It didn't take me long to realize that this girl was absolutely perfect for me. She had everything that I was looking for in a gf we got along extremely well from the start. Fast forward to about 5 months ago. The relationship is going well, but it got to a point where I had so much going on in my life (struggle finding employment, family problems, passing of a best friend) that I sort of went into autopilot in the relationship. I still loved her very much, but it became very difficult for me to show the same attention I used to simply because of everything going on in my life. It began affecting her as well, and she told me many times that she doesn't think she could continue like this long term. We ended up having a conversation where I told her that I will need some time to myself in order to sort out my mental state, and that during this time I don't believe I can give her the attention and love that she deserves. It was a very difficult conversation to have but we collectively proposed the idea of a "break." I put that word in quotes because I've always hated that term and thought it was just an excuse people in relationships use in order to explore other people. However, we thought this was the best option since I knew that I didn't want to break up because I genuinely see a future with her, and she agreed. The reason I'm not too sure how to move forward is because we never said anything about a time frame and sort of left it indefinite. This was almost 2 months ago. We agreed to stay exclusive which I am not having an issue with, and I trust her as well. For anyone that has done a break like this, how long is too long where the partner might start disconnecting from the relationship? Also, we aren't communicating but would it be a good idea to reach out every once in a while? This is also my first serious relationship so anything would help.
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tl;dr gf and I decided to take a temporary break and now I'm unsure where to go from here

I've been a fan of Kickboxing since around 2015/16. I've watched Petch's entire run in GLORY so far, and for a while there it felt like he was just untouchable. He dominated Horiguchi in both fights and totally shut out Vidales (who was really a hype job anyways) and Yamada.
More recently though, we saw him get stopped by Beztati and then he had the recent fight with Ahmad Chikh Mousa. Even though he clearly won that felt, Chikh Mousa definitely took the 5th round, and was catching Petch with a lot of shots.
That fight got me thinking about what Petch would look like against some of the best featherweight outside of GLORY. Guys like Masaaki Noiri, Petchtantong, Hiromi Akimoto, and even Chadd Collins, who I thought for sure would get a title shot after his fight on the RISE X GLORY show. Perso ally, I'd favor Collins against Petch, which is rare lmao. I'm not sure about the other 3, but they're fights I'd love to see at some point.
Sorry if this is long and rambly, I just have nothing better to do right now than make this post. Gonna go work out now.

I'm 17, turning 18, been looking at university prospects for the future since it's about that time.
Everywhere I go, it seems like I'm gated off by the knowledge that every field I like is one that's oversaturated and unlikely for me to succeed in, and otherwise it has an atrocious pay. I'm not living in America, my family is Asian and we have lived in Asia our whole lives. I know I'm going to be headed for failure in the current global market and I don't know what to do when my family realises it.
I have dyscalculia, so I've always been naturally averse to anything involving maths and sciences. I'm a humanities student through and through, but it's becoming more and more evident that I can't do anything to succeed with the hand I've been dealt. I can't force myself to succeed in maths or the sciences, I've tried and failed in many different opportunities, but it sounds to me like everything else is just a waste of time.
My home country is in shambles and I wanted to go westward to try to build a life, change my passport and all, but it seems more and more pointless. I can't even bring myself to study right now because everything feels so useless when it seems like I've been guaranteed a bad paying job. Has the education system clued out that I'm not fit for success and thus forced me into picking from fields that'll land with me doing basic minimum wage work?? Will I just become one of those bitter immigrant parents who can barely afford anything and put all their hopes on my future children who grow up wherever I manage to drag myself to??
I wish I was born earlier. I know it would've been harder in some aspects but at least I'd have an easier time finding my place in the world. I don't know what to do to push myself forward but I also don't know where to even aim when I start pushing forward. Honestly considering just giving up and rotting in my bed until I graduate since it feels like that's how it's going to end regardless of how much I try.

This is extreme oversharing but I need to tell someone the whole thruth. Im 20.
I have had a relationship with a man (age 14 19). The relationship was kind of weird. It wasnt the best I would say. I think my daddy issues got the best of me and I viewed him more as a way to satisfy my desire for love from a man (I grew up without a father). I really enjoyed the “sex” when we started dating (we did only the things heterosexual people do in a foreplay) but only when he did it on me. I never had a desire for his penis. Well after like 2 years we started having full on sex but I wasnt attracted to him and didnt want to sleep with him so I was very tight it hurt and it was terrible. I tried to find the problem but in the end i ended the relationship with my coming out as a lesbian. (He was supportive).
I thought i was bi from the age of 16 and then I had a phase when I was very strictly “heterosexual” but I think it was just a denial phase of coming out (I read a book about it).
Then the summer after the break up came and I kissed a girl for the first time. I was very drunk, she was too but it was a long make out sesh and I really enjoyed it. But it was so weird. She had these small soft lips. I was used to kissing a mans lips.Then came the second girl I kissed and didnt feel anything. The the holy trinity was finished and I started seeing a girl from bumble. We hit it off, seen eachother a couple times. She was very … well great i guess? She is masc presenting (im too since i was a little girl) and she was attracted to me so when we were texting i proposed a hook up. She agreed. Then the day came. I went on a 6 hour long train drive to see her (I know very lesbian of me) where I WAS STRESSING THE WHOLE TIME. The girl had a very dominant vibe and was texting me things about how she likes it. I was so stressed because I have never slept with a woman before so my mind was only at the main parts and I was so scared that I will be bad at bed with a girl. The fact that I slept only with one person (a man) before wasnt helping. Fast forward a bit. Were laying in her bed and she starts holding my hand. I didnt like it. We kissed which was terrible and than we just kind of brushed it off and I went on my 6 hour long drive back home. Since than I came to a conclusion that I dont like masc preseneting woman and it was just too much to handle after sleeping with the same person for 5 years. I didnt like her, I wanted to be her.
Since than I didnt have anymore experiences so Im just so confused. Which would be okay IF I DIDNT CAME OUT TO EVERYONE. I know it doesnt matter but i dont want to do another coming out.
Well I think I should list the things why I think Im lesbian. • Ive NEVER had a crush on a boy, i only had this delusional crush on my teacher once but I dont think that counts because its a teacher and he comes from a place of power (daddy issues once again) • I get very aroused from lesbian porn (like the real amateur one) • When I look back I see I had crush on my girl friends when I was younger • I specifically watched movies and stuff with lesbians in it (ate the whole l word in a month lol) and I WAS THERE FOR IT
I grew up in very lesbianphobic household. Im just so confused. Can someone help. I know Im not sexually attracted to man. I have never been. I think. I dont know if it just the pressure of it. Everyone already had their first lesbian experiences and Im so scared and embarassed to actually say I didnt. I just feel like my sexuality is not valid until I sleep with a girl. I want just a relationship that will develop naturally and there wont be the pressure of it. I like woman. I like to look at woman in a way I will never look at man. I just feel like its my insecurities. Half of the thing why I didnt want to sleep with the bumble girl was honestly just because I didnt want her to see my body (I was overweight at the time it happened). Am I faking beeing a lesbian?

Further context, the supervisor is great. She's been really helpful and I think she'll understand. I have a feeling "call her" is the best option but I'm afraid of getting voicemail, or her thinking it's an emergency. Also I'm not really going to ghost, just threw it in there lol.
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I'm wanting to spray paint my first rifle but due to my location, I don't know the best viable option. I live in an apartment so I can't really go outside and start spaying. I've thought about laying a sheet and cardboard down and painting it in the trunk of my car, or maybe I should just wait until I get my own place with a garage or some seclusion.

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