Nail near me open

Hey everyone, this is kind of a weird post but I don’t have spontaneous thoughts and it makes it difficult to socialize. I also have difficulty processing or understanding what people say to me and what I read. Normally people have thoughts pop in and out of their heads and if someone says something to you you’re able to automatically think of a response. This is not the case for me, for some reason I don’t have that ability to make spontaneous thoughts, I have to really take a long time and have to hear what someone says multiple times to think of a response.
It may not sound like a big deal but it makes socializing damn near impossible because I can’t process or understand what people say to me and think of things to say. My social life is near non existent because I simply can’t think and it makes it very difficult to even try to practice socializing.
Does anyone know what this could be? Do you experience anything like this?

Wondering if anybody else has this experience
Over the last few weeks, my "suggested posts" on facebook have almost entirely become suggestive photos of young-ish girls. Nothing overt, but about half the suggested posts are pictures of highschool track and field teams, uploaded by random high schools nowhere near me, but only ever pictures of girls in running shorts. If I click on the uploader there are other pictures with guys in it, or of girls but not in running shorts. The posts that get suggested to me are always of girls in shorts though
Another common theme is old (ie young) photos of Millie Bobby Brown. Also a lot of photos of various young actresses in The Walking Dead.
I have zero interest in track and field, Stranger Things, or The Walking Dead (...or young girls)
I really don't think any of my online activity would lead Facebook to think I am interested in this content. But what I find more unsettling is that Facebook('s algorithm) would cater to this? I realize I've probably made it worse for myself by clicking on some of the profiles that got suggested to me, but I only started doing that recently when this really became a pattern that was bothering me. Otherwise I've just spammed the "Hide Post: See less content like this" button on probably 100 suggested posts.

Feeling homesick lately.. After my parents died i’ve barely come back, only a handful of times.. But lately I feel like I should make up for all the time i’ve missed back there..
For some background, i’m 32. I grew up near Palmyra. I moved to California when I was 22. Lived there for 5 years and then moved to Mexico for 2 years. After Mexico I moved to Brazil and have been here the past 2.5 years..
I’m just trying to weigh my options.. Living in big cities for the past decade.. Something has changed in me recently. Maybe I’m ready for a quiet, settled down life.. I miss the food.. the autumns.. I don’t miss the snow 😅, But I think it’s a small price to pay.. Miss my friends.. Miss Eastview and driving on the back country roads..
Just worried about the logistics, like where i’d live.. If i’d rent or lease a car.. If people are nicer there or still kind of rude. Idk, this is just a rant, but maybe someone who’s bored would find this funny or entertaining.

It’s been a fun ride! Walked on to my college team with a PR of 12’6” having only vaulted for a year prior. Lost a year to COVID, but then came right back the next year ready to go.
Now, 4 years later, I’ve reached 15’7”, with close shots at 16’ plus. I reached my goal to qualifying for NAIA Nationals… then was forced to take the hard hit of a NH when it mattered most.
Opening bar was 4.60 meters. It wasn’t a bar I was super comfortable with, but I was confident I could get it. I bumped the bar with my chin attempt 2, with about 1.5 feet of clearance on it. I entered my last attempt very confident I could clear it.
I never got that attempt. The wind that day was brutal. Bars were being blown off left and right all day. It fell twice on my third attempt, continuing to mess up my rhythm. It finally gets set up, and my minute starts. For 3 separate times, I tried to start my approach, only for wind to knock my pole out of line and mess up my run. I sprinted back to my starting stop, seeing 10 seconds on the timer. I tried to settle and start… only to see the official walk onto the runway and throw a red flag. I still had 3 seconds to go, but was forced to stop and acknowledge the official. That wasted my last seconds… and I didn’t even get my third attempt.
I don’t think I’ll ever feel pain and disappointment like I did from that experience. I worked 4 years to make it to that point, only for wind and quick flag to take it away from me. I think it might have felt better if I had just knocked the bar off my last attempt… but I’ll never know. Because that attempt was stolen from me.
There isn’t a doubt in my mind that if l had gotten that attempt, I would have jumped a PR that day. I truly believe I would have been an All American. But I won’t ever know.
I guess I can try to blame so many different things. Myself. The wind. The officials. My pole. I don’t know. My coaches and friends all tell me to not deny myself the achievement of qualifying and the season I’ve had. But it’s hard to take any joy in that when your dream comes shattering down to earth.
However it does, all that remains true is that I didn’t clear that height. And all that remains is to see how I move on from it. I guess this post is part of that process. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep vaulting after college. I don’t know if I will be able to use my one extra year from COVID to compete again in grad school. I’m still figuring it out. Learning, processing, grieving, healing. Whatever is next, I hope that this sport that I love so dearly is part of it.
Thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far. This is more so just for my own processing.

I read so many personal stories before my surgery. Reading these stories was reassuring and informative. So I’m glad to add my own anecdata now.
Now to practicalities: I live in Germany and the surgery is not covered by insurance. I paid 1125 euros out of pocket, all included in the price. The surgery was carried out at an outpatient surgical facility, not a general hospital.
I wanted a female surgeon on principle (and because the statistics show that female patients have fewer complications when the surgeon is female), but I chose a male surgeon who I felt comfortable with and had positive reviews. I liked that he was mid-career, meaning he was instructed in relatively newer methods but also had considerable experience (~10 yrs of doing bisalps weekly), and I liked that he asked me exactly ZERO questions about my personal life during the initial consultation.
Before the surgery I prepared everything I could think of: -bought an electric heating pad (this was a great purchase) -OTC anti-bloat medicine (w the ingredient simeticon), anti-nausea medicine, cough drops for post-intubation discomfort - prunes for constipation - pure cranberry juice for UTI (in the case I was catheterized) - cleaning my whole apartment and preparing my space so I wouldn’t have to bend down - preparing a lot of healthy frozen leftovers (I cooked extra portions for a week) - pillow for under the seatbelt on the taxi ride home - Extra sterile bandages/band aids to cover my stitches afterward
I live alone in an apartment with an elevator. I had a close friend pick me up from the surgery and stay with me for a few hours (we ordered lunch and watched a movie). I arranged other friends to check on me by phone for the first 24 hrs.
The worst part for me was the worry and anticipation before the surgery. I could hardly concentrate the week before. But on the morning of I felt ready and even a little positive anticipation!
Pre-op: I take St. John’s wort (johanniskraut) and Valerian, which I stopped 3 weeks before the surgery. Supplements also stopped a week before (vitamin k+D, B, melatonin). I had a scheduled phone consult with the anesthesiologist a few days before. Finish eating by 8pm the night before, clear liquids allowed until 6 hrs pre-op (I had two cups of black coffee and a big glass of water morning of). Shower with antibacterial soap the day before and morning of surgery, no shaving day-of, no deodorant, hair products, or lotion.
Here is how my surgery went: Check in, wait, speak with anesthesiologist, wait, nurse gave me a pain pill, wait, invited back to change into gown. I was surprised to be able to leave my socks, underwear, and bra on during the surgery. I was not catheterized and they did not use a uterine manipulator (nothing through the cervix).
Next I was brought to operating room, there were about 7 people, surgeon comes in and says hello, anesthesiology assistant tells me to take deep breaths, then I’m out like a light by the third breath. I woke up a little hazy (like from a deep nap) in the operating room - they say it’s already done!
Post-surgery recovery room: Next thing I knew, I woke up again fully alert and calm in the recovery room, nurses check on me and bring me coffee and water, they direct me to a bathroom, no issues walking or using the bathroom, about an hr later I get to change and leave - able to walk out unassisted with my friend. I felt maybe a little shocked / like a kind of sedated relief.
I expected to be pretty bloated and/or for my abdomen to look a bit serious but it was actually fine, 3 big bandaids/wound coverings and no visible-to-me bloating.
Pain after surgery: I was fortunate to have only very minimal pain. I expected to wake up with a crater of pain in my abdomen, but it felt like three bee stings or big deep papercuts.
(Since it is so subjective, for pain scale reference my period pain has on rare occasion been a bad 8/10, like blurry vision from blinding pain, nausea and vomiting, pain all the way through the toes bad. And in the past I have herniated one of the discs in my spine/had radiating sciatic pain 7/10 and had my wisdom teeth out 4/10).
I’d rate my pain a 2/10, and the pain was very localized/not radiating. What hurt most was standing up, I guess this puts pressure/stretching on the lower abdomen, a brief 4/10. For several days after surgery I’d having short, random shooting pains in my cervix area and near the side incisions but still only 2/10. I managed the first day on 600mg ibuprofen and day two on 400mg of ibuprofen. No meds needed by day three. My doctor gave me 1 oxycodone but I did not need it.
Other after surgery: No post-op bleeding, but again they did not need to use a uterine manipulator.
It was very helpful to sleep propped up with pillows also under my arms. Normally a side sleeper, but that wasn’t comfortable until a week or so post-op.
Was also careful with stairs for a few days, but a single step, like off the sidewalk, was no issue even on day zero.
I did have some residual gas feeling which felt like pressure under my sternum and on the right side of my shoulder where it meets the neck. I had some discomfort taking deep breaths, especially in the right diaphragm/lung area. This went away by day three.
I had zero appetite for a few days after surgery.
What I did not really anticipate was considerable fatigue. I went for a slow 20 min walk outside on the day after (against the blood clot risk) but then needed a 3 hr nap. I was sleepy throughout the day for the first few days after the surgery. By day 4 I felt around 75%.
The other thing that was surprising is my sense of smell became very sharp for about a week. A quick Google suggests this can temporarily happen, but was a bit strange!
I couldn’t comfortably wear anything that buttoned right at my bellybutton incision for about 3 weeks.
Post-op follow up: I got regular surgical stitches that were removed on day 16. The stitches itched from days 5–10. I used antibacterial soap on the incisions when showering, and dried the bellybutton afterward with a q tip. It was a lot more comfortable to have the stitches covered under clothing with extra bandages (so that they didn’t pull or catch on clothing), so I was glad I bought those. Some light bruising around each of the three stitches.
My first period after the bisalp was delayed by 10 days and not fun for a few hours on the first day - managed w 800mg ibuprofen and a hot water bottle. The incision areas also felt sore. But normalized to my usual 2-400mg by the second day.
Emotional feeling after: My bisalp felt like one of the best and most defining days of my life. I felt a sense of freedom and unburdening I have never before experienced. For the first time EVER I feel like I’m guaranteed to be able to live my life for myself on my own terms

I'm newish to the city and have been traveling a ton for work so I haven't gotten out to explore nearly enough. I'm a bit of an introvert but I open up pretty fast. I love trying new restaurants and long walks along the lake. I'm also big into fantasy and sci-fi. I finished House of Dragon recently and damn I've got some opinions! No spoilers though! I don't play too many video games but I'm down to pick up some new ones. I mainly like strategy games and city builders.
My main hobbies are aquariums and houseplants! I have a bunch of house plants and 2 fully planted aquariums. I love talking about and showing photos of my tanks! I've got a gorgeous silver Betta Imbellis and 3 very cool gold spotted ottocinclus.
Feel free to shoot me a message if you think we'd get along or if you need a friend to try out a new coffee shop with!

I was sitting in my math class and my friend moved his desk from where it was supposed to be , so it was behind me to the left. I turned to show my other friend who was usually directly behind me something on my phone and lightly tapped my friend’s laptop that was precariously positioned near the edge of his desk in my space. It wobbled for a little and fell on the ground causing the hinges to break.
I don’t think I’m 100% liable because he violated my right to personal space by moving the desk, and he is blaming me and telling me I’m 100% responsible because I broke it. I disagree because he moved the desk, and was in my space, and he knew the risks of bringing an expensive item to a public school.
He wanted me to pay $450 dollars for a replacement saying he looked many places and they said they couldn’t fix it, with it needing to be completely replaced. But when I looked for 10 minutes I found a place that could fix the broken parts for nearly half the price. He still wants me to pay him 100% in full, but I disagree.

Hey everyone! I know, another “help me buy” post, apologies in advance, but at least I’ve started down the road already as I’ll mention below. This is for our living room, 100% HT, just tv streaming shows and movies. Space is about 16ft wide x 14ft deep with seating 13ft from screen. We have 15ft cathedral ceilings too with open dining room behind the couch, not included in dimensions but has same ceiling.
Current setup:

• AVR - Denon x3300
• Front L/R - Chane A1.5
• Projector - Epson LS800
• Screen - was a 135” Silver Ticket and will be the wall until we get its replacement later.

And that’s it! So severely lacking on the audio front but hey it’s been ok for the most part. We don’t listen terribly loud at all, maybe 55-60dB.
I think I’m leaning upgrade upgrade order of: front L/R, then center, then sub. More then likely one at a time as budget allows but feel free to rearrange that order. Budget is about $2000, to basically upgrade to a 3.1 or 3.2 from where we are at.
We’re not opposed to staying with bookshelves, our male dog has storm anxiety and well you can guess how that went on my last towers. Which is why we have bookshelves currently. But maybe he won’t on new ones? Not sure how lucky I’m feeling.
I have on the way a pair of JBL 580’s and a set of T1+ to see how they sound/compare, one for sure is going back. Haven’t yet ironed out bookshelf candidates. Center I’m looking at maybe a 365C or SVS Prime center. And sub maybe save a little more for a PB variant. We aren’t fans of Klipsch sound either so that’s one off the list too.
Any help would be greatly appreciated. I’m lucky in the wife has zero qualms about looks, so at least there’s that off the filter.
Many thanks in advance!

I'd like to find somebody thoughtful, someone who isn't superficial. Somebody who appreciates the rich vastness of our shared multicultural past, and freely follows her curiosity in exploring it. Somebody who is trying her best to adhere to the guidance of her inner moral compass, and isn't so easily fooled by the distractions and illusions of the world.
One such illusion, that must immediately be mentioned (this is important, because it's led to a break for me, in the past): religion. Religion is man-made, and not of any higher authority. The Bible and the Quran all permit slavery—in addition to countless other horrid and divisive ideas—while claiming to be eternal wisdom, and that is indefensible. I still like to believe in the idea of some permeating higher morality, that imbues us with our general sense for justice, fairness, and empathy...but, I know that without outright proof, even my holding of such a notion can be deemed a flight of fancy, a residual remnant of a system so entrenched. However, it seems to me that life is often more than just what's on the surface. Um, but now, then—back to the person I wish to know...
I'd also love it if she were artistic. Singing, sketching, painting, writing, composing, creating. Someone who is trying to nurture their talents and passions. I know it can be difficult...
As for me, well... I adore music. Mostly voices from the past (the 1960s would have to be my favorite), because I find them to be humbler and more from the heart, at least in popular music. I’ll just give an example of something I’ve looked into, and this is nowhere near representative of my wider taste, but if you go back to early 1920s country music... (Here's an aside: a lot of what people think of as "country" today is a long cry from what the genre is actually like, historically. If you are into folk music—Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Bob Dylan—it is indelibly linked to "country", and if you'd like a popular example of a song that originated within the genre, look no further than the universally recognized "You Are My Sunshine", from 1939!)
Anyway. If you go back to that early period, where undiscovered niches of music were still sought out and first put to tape... a lot of those artists had no idea about anything to do with recording—no ego, no attempt to sound "cool". What came through instead was a bare expression of the life that had been lived—the inner beauty of their own personhood, and I love hearing that. It's so honest. A vulnerable and piercing expression.
So if you're into history or the beautiful music of decades (and centuries) past, if you have any aspirations for creating as a method of changing the world for the better, if you'd like to play games and watch movies together, if you'd like an accountability partner—or all of the above...please message me. I don't mind the chat function, either—in fact, it's probably easier. Also, to get this out of the way: this is what I look like.
I love beautiful things. Nature, music that tugs at your heartstrings or is so honest you're enraptured, experiences that heal. More specifically, here are some of my current interests:

• music (singing/playing an instrument/the Beach Boys are my favorite group—I also love Maybelle Carter, Cass Elliot, Pink Floyd, Lana Del Rey, The Cranberries, Sixpence None The Richer, loads of video game music, The Smiths, The Beatles, The Who, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, Harry Nilsson, Joni Mitchell, The Righteous Brothers, Judy Garland, Sam Cooke, Frank Churchill, Marty O'Donnell and Michael Salvatori... Here’s a brief go at the Beatles’ “Julia”.) And, if you liked that—a more recent one…
• drawing—here are a few I've done.
• video games (any era from Atari—I like exploring the history and evolution—to the Switch and PS4) [Currently playing, or starting: The Binding of Isaac, Catherine]
• Disney, especially the Golden Age and Renaissance—Pinocchio (my favorite movie ever), Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Aladdin, The Lion King, Tarzan. I love how handmade the early films look. And yet, how no expense was spared in creating these most precious and moving works of art.
• films/series/books I've enjoyed lately: The Sound of Magic, The Little Prince, Matilda, Love Hard, The Fundamentals of Caring, This Beautiful Fantastic, Donnie Darko, Alamut by Vladimir Bartol (this book was a key inspiration for the first Assassin's Creed), The Trial of the Chicago 7, Medici: The Magnificent, Pollyanna by Eleanor Porter, Judy

To close... I suppose I should say I've been afflicted with long-COVID for over two years. It'd be very nice to keep each other company, especially if we share any of the interests up above—we could watch favorite films, have shared listening sessions on Spotify, and it'd be a godsend to find somebody up to play on PS4 and Switch! Donkey Kong Country 2 and 3 on the secret hard modes, maybe? Or sculpting our own world from scratch in Minecraft? Or maybe we could act out Ocarina of Time's storyline using all the options available on Smash Ultimate!
I'd really like to know an intelligent person with a unique identity...who puts forth effort—though at the same time, no pressure on reaching out. If you are this type of person, but can currently only muster up a few words because, hey! Life is tough, and grueling, and we don't always have a ready-made letter in us to flip out of our pockets—don't be scared away by my tower of words. I absolutely know, firsthand, what it's like to want to communicate, yet not currently have the energy or the mindpower for it. Life can really sink you... I promise I will not judge. Please send me a chat message, if you're at all interested in chatting.

Dog 364 days🤣 Male/ unaltered 68 pounds Rescued at 7 months, full of worms and GI issues until about a month ago This is just about his nails 2 months Seattle
I have a golden retriever we rescued from a not so savory person. His stomach issues have resolved, and that’s not my issue anyways. He was at the vet frequently the first 4 months we had him (6months-10months). The vet did all of his nail trims and never mentioned any aggression. About 6 weeks ago I noticed his nails needed to be trimmed. I went to do it, but I got the clippers near his nails and he went to bite me. I got an electric file, and the same thing happened. He has no issue with us touching his feet, but if we try to trim his nails at all, he goes to bite us. Our vet charges for an appointment and a nail trim to bring him in. I can’t pay that much money every month. I’ve tried working with treats and just bringing clippers near him, and he’s fine until I go to do the actual trim part. Then he tries to bite again.. We took him to a groomer and they were great, but only able to get through the back two paws with a muzzle and treats. I don’t want to muzzle him, force it, and make it traumatic, but I’m out of ideas. What else can we try?

First post. Can I have everyones opinion on this!! So Im currently in a California ABSN program & Im graduating in 10months, I have a job lined up (hopefully for ICU) & my end goal is CRNA (applying to all CA schools and some AZ/TX). Me & my roommate moved in last November & our lease is over this year (Nov). My goal has always been to live in a studio by myself until I get into CRNA school & leave to CRNA school (live in dorms/apt near school). So my question is! Should I stay here w my roommate until I get into CRNA school (would be around 2.5-3yrs from now) OR move out this November to my own studio which is what I wanted to do but would be paying ~300-500$ more? *P.s- I have money saved to pay for rent & don’t have any debt from my ABSN.

I'd like to find somebody thoughtful, someone who isn't superficial. Somebody who appreciates the rich vastness of our shared multicultural past, and freely follows her curiosity in exploring it. Somebody who is trying her best to adhere to the guidance of her inner moral compass, and isn't so easily fooled by the distractions and illusions of the world.
One such illusion, that must immediately be mentioned (this is important, because it's led to a break for me, in the past): religion. Religion is man-made, and not of any higher authority. The Bible and the Quran all permit slavery—in addition to countless other horrid and divisive ideas—while claiming to be eternal wisdom, and that is indefensible. I still like to believe in the idea of some permeating higher morality, that imbues us with our general sense for justice, fairness, and empathy...but, I know that without outright proof, even my holding of such a notion can be deemed a flight of fancy, a residual remnant of a system so entrenched. However, it seems to me that life is often more than just what's on the surface. Um, but now, then—back to the person I wish to know...
I'd also love it if she were artistic. Singing, sketching, painting, writing, composing, creating. Someone who is trying to nurture their talents and passions. I know it can be difficult...
As for me, well... I adore music. Mostly voices from the past (the 1960s would have to be my favorite), because I find them to be humbler and more from the heart, at least in popular music. I’ll just give an example of something I’ve looked into, and this is nowhere near representative of my wider taste, but if you go back to early 1920s country music... (Here's an aside: a lot of what people think of as "country" today is a long cry from what the genre is actually like, historically. If you are into folk music—Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Bob Dylan—it is indelibly linked to "country", and if you'd like a popular example of a song that originated within the genre, look no further than the universally recognized "You Are My Sunshine", from 1939!)
Anyway. If you go back to that early period, where undiscovered niches of music were still sought out and first put to tape... a lot of those artists had no idea about anything to do with recording—no ego, no attempt to sound "cool". What came through instead was a bare expression of the life that had been lived—the inner beauty of their own personhood, and I love hearing that. It's so honest. A vulnerable and piercing expression.
So if you're into history or the beautiful music of decades (and centuries) past, if you have any aspirations for creating as a method of changing the world for the better, if you'd like to play games and watch movies together, if you'd like an accountability partner—or all of the above...please message me. I don't mind the chat function, either—in fact, it's probably easier. Also, to get this out of the way: this is what I look like.
I love beautiful things. Nature, music that tugs at your heartstrings or is so honest you're enraptured, experiences that heal. More specifically, here are some of my current interests:

• music (singing/playing an instrument/the Beach Boys are my favorite group—I also love Maybelle Carter, Cass Elliot, Pink Floyd, Lana Del Rey, The Cranberries, Sixpence None The Richer, loads of video game music, The Smiths, The Beatles, The Who, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, Harry Nilsson, Joni Mitchell, The Righteous Brothers, Judy Garland, Sam Cooke, Frank Churchill, Marty O'Donnell and Michael Salvatori... Here’s a brief go at the Beatles’ “Julia”.) And, if you liked that—a more recent one…
• drawing—here are a few I've done.
• video games (any era from Atari—I like exploring the history and evolution—to the Switch and PS4) [Currently playing, or starting: The Binding of Isaac, Catherine]
• Disney, especially the Golden Age and Renaissance—Pinocchio (my favorite movie ever), Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Aladdin, The Lion King, Tarzan. I love how handmade the early films look. And yet, how no expense was spared in creating these most precious and moving works of art.
• films/series/books I've enjoyed lately: The Sound of Magic, The Little Prince, Matilda, Love Hard, The Fundamentals of Caring, This Beautiful Fantastic, Donnie Darko, Alamut by Vladimir Bartol (this book was a key inspiration for the first Assassin's Creed), The Trial of the Chicago 7, Medici: The Magnificent, Pollyanna by Eleanor Porter, Judy

To close... I suppose I should say I've been afflicted with long-COVID for over two years. It'd be very nice to keep each other company, especially if we share any of the interests up above—we could watch favorite films, have shared listening sessions on Spotify, and it'd be a godsend to find somebody up to play on PS4 and Switch! Donkey Kong Country 2 and 3 on the secret hard modes, maybe? Or sculpting our own world from scratch in Minecraft? Or maybe we could act out Ocarina of Time's storyline using all the options available on Smash Ultimate!
I'd really like to know an intelligent person with a unique identity...who puts forth effort—though at the same time, no pressure on reaching out. If you are this type of person, but can currently only muster up a few words because, hey! Life is tough, and grueling, and we don't always have a ready-made letter in us to flip out of our pockets—don't be scared away by my tower of words. I absolutely know, firsthand, what it's like to want to communicate, yet not currently have the energy or the mindpower for it. Life can really sink you... I promise I will not judge. Please send me a chat message, if you're at all interested in chatting.

Hi everyone! this is something quick I wrote to get over writers block. the prompt was
"A girl goes missing. Fifteen years later, her parents get a call from her older self. But they listen in fear because they killed their daughter that dark night years ago."
please let me know how yall feel about it and how I can improve! i haven't written anything in months (:
July 20, 2006
A local family has reported their 16-year-old daughter Emma Downes missing late last night. Emma was last seen at around 11 PM saying goodnight to her parents, Lilly-Anne and Mitch Downes. Emma has medium-length, medium-brown hair. She also has green eyes and is around 5’3 and 112LBS. Attached to this statement is a photo of Emma. Please call the authorities if you have any information on Emma and her whereabouts.
July 19, 2021
This time of year for Briarwood is always the most difficult, even after 15 years. Every anniversary seems to dig a deeper hole into the hearts of residents of the small town and force fear deep into their guts. Fear for themselves, for their kids, and for their neighbors. The town has never healed from the loss of Emma Downes, and due to the length of time that has passed, it is only fair to assume the worst. Lilly-Anne and Mitch always have such hallow looks in their eyes and that just furthers the sadness that lingers in the town. If only the town knew what was about to unfold.
Within the safety of their home, they are free to mourn the way they do. They are free to feel the pain that has been building within them for fifteen years. The phone has been ringing all day with concerned neighbors, they are just showing their support, but their support isn’t needed. No, it never was, and as the phone rings for what must be the thirty-fifth time that evening alone Mitch can feel exhaustion rising within his being as Llly-Anne answers the phone. The voice she answers the phone with is not one she uses often, it is one she uses when trying to fool people that she is okay. Lately, time has been taking its toll on her, the dark shadows under her eyes and the sunken look of them, it is a juxtaposition of her youthful-looking skin. She answers the phone with a simple hello, as she has been doing all day- far too annoyed for any proper or kind greetings. The voice she hears is enough to cause shivers to rush through her body, her heart must have doubled its typical pace.
’ Mommy, it's me, Emma’
Lilly-Anne stays as still as she can, afraid someone can see the way guilt raids her body deep through her flesh, through her bones, before it finally makes itself at home within her heart.
They say a mother knows their child when they see them, they can pick them out in a crowd within seconds. But this- whoever this is cannot be her daughter.
‘Mommy, are you there?’
Lilly-Annes thoughts have become jumbled- they won't allow her to form a coherent thought.
No, this cannot be her, it cannot be Emma. Her brain is screaming that line over and over. Her voice is aged, not like that of her baby girl. Not like that of her Emma. She can’t find her footing- she feels as though she is falling- mentally she is kicking with her feet; only they aren't there. Her blood is ice cold and her mouth is full of cotton, her own throat is choking her.
‘Mom, can you hear me, it’s me it’s Emma’
She does the only thing she can think of doing at that moment and hangs up before collapsing to her knees on the floor. She is grateful for Mitch and the speed he reaches her at. She tries to tell him about the phone call but all that comes out is choked ‘Emma's’. The phone rings again and Mitch answers it abruptly, telling the caller now is not a good time though a faint voice makes him stop before he can press the little red button to disconnect the call.
‘Daddy, is that you? It's Emma, momma is being weird’
Mitch feels his blood boil. Just as he is about to hang up the voice on the other side becomes younger yet garbled. He knows the sounds and he has spent the last fifteen years trying to forget them. He pulls the phone away as a loud feedback rings through his ears. He puts the phone on speakerphone, and the screeching sound abruptly stops. He wraps his arms around his wife and promises her it is not real. They couldn't be delusional enough to believe that.
‘ Mommy? Daddy, why won't you answer me?’
Lilly-Anne cannot stop the tears that keep falling and Mitch cannot stop the fear from coursing through his veins. Lilly-Anne hangs up the phone once again.
A sudden banging on the front door draws them out of their silent fear-filled state. The viciousness of the banging is contrasted by the soft voice on the other side begging to be let in. Neither of them makes a move towards the door even as the doorframe begins to rattle, nor when they hear an object hitting the door, and not even when they heard the sound of the door swinging off of the hinges. What walks into the room cannot be their daughter. Whatever it is looks like their daughter, except for the tear stains and purple throat. Her poor body is covered in puncture wounds and her hair is matted with mud and blood. No, this is not their daughter. This is their sin- their sin that they committed together. The being stares at them before falling to the floor near their legs and whimpering one last question.
‘ Why did you take me from this world so cruelly?’
July 20, 2021
Late last night Lilly-Anne and Mitch Downes, the parents of the missing 16-year-old girl Emma Downes were found dead last night in their home on the fifteenth anniversary of their daughter's disappearance. Police have stated that there were two separate suicide notes found on the property, both notes had a confession of murdering their own daughter, Emma. The police are searching for Emma's remains in the location provided in the notes as of this moment. Both Mitch Downes and Lilly-Anne Downes were pronounced dead on the scene, both committed suicide with a single shot to the temple. The ending to the Emma Downes story could not have ended any worse than it did tonight. We send our best wishes to the remaining family and friends of Emma, Mitch, and Lilly-Anne. May Emma Rest In Peace eternally at 16 years old.

I've been fighting over whether I present more qualities of the eight or the one over the past while. Figured I'd fill out this questionnaire I saw circulating over the past few weeks for a post like this. You don't have to read through all of this since I already know that it's absurdly long.
• What’s your biggest fear?
Loss of autonomy is probably the single biggest thing. I value my freedom and independence immensely. The ability to live my life as I choose to and make my own mistakes, no matter how good or bad things turn out, is critical to me.
• What’s your biggest desire?
Ideally, in thirty years, I'll be in a secure enough position where working is a choice for me. I'd love to become financially independent through the combination of a high-paying career and long-term investments over the next several decades. To a point where I could simply retire whenever I choose to, and be free to live in any way that I desire.
• What are you ‘’the best’’ at?
"Organization" is the word that comes to mind. A good example being a particularly bad day at work a few weeks back where the owners were out of town, the assistant manager was on vacation, and the only other top level person had to leave due to a doctor's appointment. It was one of the busiest days of the year, and we knew it, and circumstances made it even more chaotic than it would've already been with the massive workload we had ahead of us.
Taking the initiative, I pulled people from several different departments - including both other managers who had many more years of experience and people I'd never spoken to before, and got them all assigned to positions to handle elements of the work without fear or apprehension. Turning what would've been a disastrous eight hours of work into less than four. When corresponding with the only person directly connected to the owners after we were done, I explained what I'd done and how I'd organized everyone, and they asked "You're not done already are you?", and then proceeded to look over all the completed work and just said "Holy shit." when they realized how quickly I'd managed to get everyone to finish the workload and get it done well.
For reference, with the cognitive functions, I'm not sure if I have high levels of Te or Se. On the one hand I like work to be organized and efficient, and have been told I have an authoritative presence, but I'm also exceptionally adaptable to changing circumstances and also get a genuine thrill and adrenaline rush from taking control and having others follow my lead.
• How do you see yourself right now?
Getting my first steps out into my career field. Enjoying my life at the moment. Well on my way to my long-term goals at this point, just need to stay the course since I've historically had issues focusing on any particular interest for long periods of time in favor of whatever is exciting or otherwise interesting to me at any given time.
• How do you see yourself 5 years from now?
Making over a 100k, getting started at a large company after making a leap up in the next few years. I have no doubts about my ability to do this, no matter what it takes. I'll note that a particular quote I've become fond of in recent years is the following:
"Whether you believe that you can, or that you can't, you are right."
• How do you express yourself?
I'd say this is done in two ways, mainly through visual means. The first is with my style. I've always been conscious of the clothing I wear and the like. I believe that I look good from a physical standpoint, to the point of sometimes looking in the mirror and feeling - "Damn, I look good today." - but I will make sure that my skin is clear and that my hair co-operates with me. I like to look composed and professional at work because it feels good to me, where my appearance reflects what I feel on the inside.
The other is through writing. I've been told I have a 'visceral' style, and I do get some relief from expressing a lot of my feelings into writing (especially anger), whether it's shared with others or kept to myself. I also would love to pick up a martial art as an avenue to vent my anger in a healthy way, and also to test myself since I used to love fighting with my friends for fun to see who was the strongest. (Other things that help me when I need to decompress are cooking/eating, exercise itself, and sex).
• How do you feel about those near you (family, friends)?
I don't, generally. While I care for others, I'm consciously egocentric. I pretty much never think about anyone else if we're not in the same room together, no matter how close they might be, when considering my future or even my actions in the present. They aren't in my thoughts at all. I'm consciously egocentric, and honestly I'm kind of proud to be so.
A good example here is that, when I went to college, I pretty much never contacted or called my family and didn't care to. Not that I was ungrateful for their support, but I had no interest in maintaining any sort of relationship with them. No bad feelings, just an absence of interest or feeling of obligation to them.
• How do you feel about strangers?
Again, I don't really think about anyone other than myself 99% of the time and refuse to have it any other way. However, this doesn't mean I'm rude to others. I'm always polite with most people and honestly surprised myself at how well I handle customer service issues because of how uninterested I am in most people.
Capping off my thoughts about other people - I never plan on having children, or even a long-term romantic partner. The most I'd ever want is a few friends with benefits. Otherwise I'm generally happier when I'm alone. I find the concept of loyalty, of having an obligation to anyone other than one's self, to be funny.
Worth noting that a trigger for my anger is when other people are hurt by the actions of others. When people - whether through stupidity, willful ignorance, or uncompromising idealism - cause harm to others for no good reason. The expected consequences of acting out on that anger, namely losing my job and/or going to prison, are the only things that stop me. In that regard, I believe that people are free to pursue their own lives and their own individual ideas of happiness in whatever way they see fit, so long as they do not cause harm to others.
• How do you view change/uncertainty?
Depends upon the circumstances. On an average day, I might be irritated by an unexpected change - expressing it in some way usually, but quickly adapting and deciding what to do about it.
If I'm on my own time, chances are if someone tells me to do something and I don't want to, I'll say - "I don't think I will" or "No, I'd rather not."- I also might snap at people with a "What?" that tells them immediately that I'm not happy about the interruption.
At work, I'll process the situation, make sure everyone is on the same page, and get to work. If I'm actually angry about it, I'll hold it in until I get to my vehicle in the parking lot and yell about it to myself to let out that frustration.
In the case of the latter - I actually find most challenges or unexpected hurdles funny. With that work example from a few weeks back mentioned above, while everyone else was irritated or talking about how bad it was going to be, I found the whole situation hilarious and laughed about it before getting everyone into their proper places and moving forward.
I'll also note the fact that I frequently flip between new interests. I can become deeply engrossed in something new for a day to a week or so before moving onto something else once the feeling dies down. Even in my day-to-day life, you can see this with me leaping from focus to focus, task to task, completely forgetting about what I was just doing to focus on whatever is in front of me (or on my mind) at the moment. In other words, I'm essentially driven to pursue whatever I find interesting, exciting, and/or engaging to me on any given day. One of the few optimistic things I have to say about life is that I'm always looking forward to all the new things that the future will bring, and I'll always have plenty of other things to return to to keep me occupied during down periods where nothing new is grabbing my attention.
• How do you make decisions?
In my day-to-day life, I'm mostly motivated by my mood, energy, and interests for the day. While I possess long-term goals, I tend to need to remind myself of them when making decisions (e.g. I try to save about 1k a month and need to remind myself not to spend too much on things like food or clothing that I'd like to have. To that end, there's often a conflict between the things I really want and the reality of how much they'd cost me, always having to reason with myself that it's not worth it.
Long-term, I only think about material concerns for the most part. What kind of house do I want, what vehicle, do I want to own rental properties, how much money will I need to be independently wealthy, and so on. I don't see my lifestyle changing much overall (e.g. internet for entertainment, working out regularly, listening to a lot of music, and so on) since I don't see the point in a lot of luxury items or expensive things beyond personal gratification.
• How do you solve logical problems?
I tend to be pretty decent at them. Growing up I'd question why things were the way that they were, and I'd like to think I'm pretty decent at noticing when someone's arguments and/or positions on an issue aren't lining up.
I tend to believe that everything in life has a logical and grounded explanation, believing that there's nothing else that exists beyond the physical world as we know it - governed by the laws of physics.
• How do you deal with your emotions?
Kind of a weird question. I tend to go through them pretty quickly. I will remember feelings long into the future, especially if someone pisses me off, but in the moment they tend to pass as I focus on other things that are more important.
With the four temperaments, I'd be inclined to say that I'm either Choleric-Melancholic or Choleric [Dominant].
• What drives you in life? What do you look for?
I'd say that my search for true independence from the world is probably the defining motivation in my life.
To that end, my dedication to work is a means to an end. The excitement I get from it only comes with knowing that I'm taking charge and making myself stand out so that I can make more money and gain more leverage over my employers. Wanting to eventually secure a high-paying position with a substantial annual bonus at a major corporation one day, keep at it for a couple decades, and then withdraw from the world entirely as I make continuous passive income from long-term high-yield dividend investments.
By my estimates, I should be able to have around $4,000,000 by the age of fifty, and be reaping an annual dividend income of about $65k or more from those investments. With that value only going up year-over-year based on the average returns for the past forty years for the index funds I follow. Making it so I always match, or exceed, the level of inflation and never have too little given my fairly minimalist lifestyle.
• What do you hope to accomplish in your life?
Accomplishment is relatively irrelevant to me. I don't really give a damn about prestige or anything like that. With work and the like, my motivations are pretty much entirely internal, as described in the previous response. All that I really care about is becoming financially independent so that I'm free to do whatever I want without worrying about money ever again.
• What do you hope to avoid doing or being?
One thing I'll admit is that I often feel obligated to do certain things under the right circumstances. Going back to that example about my organization skills from a few weeks back, I felt obligated to thank everyone for their help as I'd have felt guilty if I didn't make sure that they knew that their contributions were appreciated. In that regard, I don't want to be seen as someone who takes the help of others for granted, or who takes advantage of people's kindness.
I also never want to be weak. For me that comes with always standing my ground on what I want, refusing to give into the wants of others if they conflict with my own, and not really giving a damn about what people think about me as a person as long as they don't get in the way of my goals. This also applies with me liking what I like, and not letting the opinions of others influence me on the matter - as I said to someone recently here on Reddit - "I'm not stating my opinion as objective fact. It's simply my preference on the matter. You don't have to agree with me, and I'm not going to change my mind."
• How do you want others to see you? How do you see yourself?
A Dominant Force that is not to be taken lightly, more or less. I revel and excel in leadership positions, and am the one who takes charge of a bad situation to get people calmed down and organized.
In my own mind, while I do know that I'm just one person in reality, in truth I believe that I can accomplish anything that I set my mind to and that there's not a goddamn thing anyone can do about it to stop me. I will get what I want if I want it badly enough, and I will use whatever means are necessary to do so.
This is bolstered not only by my huge ego and self-confidence bordering on arrogance, but also the fact that anytime I commit to something people are blown away by how quick I get things done. As some of my more intimate partners described over the years - I can be "overwhelming" and "dangerous" when motivated because I will keep pushing until I've gotten exactly what I wanted.
• Describe how you experience each of: a) Anger; b) Shame; c) Anxiety
a) - Anger has been a prevelent emotion in my life since I was a kid. I physically fought with my parents to avoid going to school as a young kid, became angry at the world as a teenager when I began learning about all the terrible things that had happened throughout history, and to this day I still struggle with an intense gut reaction to tear into people who do stupid or willfully ignorant things to the detriment of other people. I've internally described this as feeling like a caged animal sometimes, trapped by the laws and expectations of modern society. In particular difficult situations, I can feel like I'm about to explode if I don't walk away. I also can use it productively as well. I remember getting frustrated with my family and people at my first job when they'd incessantly complain about something that had an easy fix, but they'd never do it. It'd get to a point where I used to tell them - "If it bothers you so much, then do something about it."
b) - I feel almost no shame, really. More times than I can remember, people have told me that their first impression of me is that I'm confident. Even if people called me out on some of my behavior, my gut response is "Yeah, and?" - I'm proud of who I am, and wouldn't want to be anyone else. To this end, it's also worth noting that despite my care for others, I would never put the wants or needs of others before my own. This is also why people tend to follow my lead on things, because I've been told I'm a natural leader and that I have a 'strong personality' more times than I care to count - and I'm all too glad to embrace that and run with it. This is also a key reason why my strongest trait on the Big Five test is "Egocentric" at 88%
c) - I pretty much never experience anxiety in my day-to-day life beyond concerns for making sure my work is done properly and that I have enough time to do the things I want to do in the day. I've only had two dark periods in my life where I was overcome with anxiety. That is to say when my normally confident, strong, and authoritative personality gives way to feeling hopeless and stuck.
There is also that feeling of guilt if I don't act in a way that I feel that I should on the inside, and also feeling stupid for making simple mistakes.
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It's important to note everything about the confidence and egotism here is almost entirely internal. While it leaks through publicly in the fact that I tend to smirk more than I smile, and the fact that people regularly tell me how much of a presence I have and how confident I seem to be, I'm normally pretty quiet and unexpressive. I'm known for being pretty serious and I pretty much never joke with people i.e. I feel awkward trying to joke with others, even through text, and the most you'll get out of me is an observation that I find funny or a bit of sarcasm. This serious nature is largely why people tell me I have a very intense presence about me when motivated, and why I've been told my writing is 'visceral'.
As a side note - I am certain that I'm not any of the following types:

• 9 - As I have no guilt or shame related to anger or asserting myself. While I will force myself to walk away from doing something I might regret if sufficiently angered, I will still make my feelings known either through a glare or through a curt response.
• 2 - As I'd never put the needs of others before my own, and don't believe I have any obligations to anyone other than myself. Historically, this is easily the type I score the lowest on.
• 3 - As it's impossible for me to try to be someone that I'm not; I have to be authentic to myself and feel completly wrong if I try. Accomplishment and social status are also fairly inconsequential to me for the most part. I like having leverage that I can use to my advantage, but couldn't give less of a fuck if you don't like me.
• 4 - As I don't need to feel unique and I don't feel down that often.

Type Eight appeals to me the most, but I feel like I lack the sense of vulnerability although I can see it more after writing out that part about not wanting to be weak or dependent. As well as the fact I like to use leverage to put myself in a strong position to get what I want out of a negotiation. Though I lack the heavy extroversion associated with the eight. Being more socially introverted, albeit being considered charismatic when actually engaging with other people for any particular purpose. I also have a more laid back and relaxed attitude generally rather than being aggressive all the time. The way I've put this before is being "casually confident". As well as the fact that I would prefer 90% of my time in bed, relaxing and just watching videos, listening to music, enjoying some peace and quiet after a long day despite the genuine excitement and thrills I get from taking charge of others. I could simply be a more relaxed e-Dom, but I'm not too sure about that.
Type One grabs me because of the reactive nature of becoming angry when others cause harm to others through stupidity or willful ignorance. As well as that feeling of guilt for making stupid mistakes (i.e. wanting things to be done properly and in an organized manner) and with me being a loner most of the time. Though I lack the concern for being "right" and simply pursue whatever I want to without much concern.
In essence, it boils down to a conflict between my internally self-indulgent nature, combined with my ego and immense self-confidence that I truly can do whatever the fuck I want to in this life and no one can stop me, contrasted with being outwardly stoic and quiet, concerned with persevering through all things and making sure things are done properly. As well as primarily being concerned with simply relaxing and being able to do whatever I want in my free time without interference or interruption.
Also would be interested to hear your thoughts on my MBTI type as well.
Worth noting that I know for a fact that I'm social-blind on the instincts, just unsure if I'm sp/sx or sx/sp.

I've had my move for about a week now. On day one I was really underwhelmed with the sound. I googled a bunch and amongst the suggestions was to make sure I have Trueplay turned on. I went to settings and sure enough it was off. So I turned it on and thought I noticed a difference.
Fast forward a week, its be driving me nuts. 90% of the posts on here rave about the sound, and mine sounds way worse then my Sonos One. I was planning on packing it up and returning it tomorrow. I decided I would reset it to see if it made a difference. When I reset, I noticed that this time the setup process asked me if i wanted to enable trueplay, which it didn't originally. I click yes and setup finishes.
Its a night and day difference. Sounds great, and clear. No more googling "Why does Sonos Move have no midrange and muddled bass".
Anyone had this happened? Im nearly certain I didn't click no to trueplay, and even when I enabled it in settings the first time it didn't adjust.

Argonians: 🍅

• Mysterious hivemind lizards who one day decided they were all going to simultaneously zerg rush Morrowind and kill everyone. Badass. Also Argonian tiddies do something to me.

Imperials: 🦠

• Smug cowards who only care about other Imperials. They'd sell out an entire province and sacrifice thousands of lives to save a handful of Imperial soldiers, and they have done this on multiple occasions. Every new Elder Scrolls game completely retcons their lore, so the history of Cyrodiil is an incomprehensible mess that flipflops between schizophrenic Kirkbride bullshit and bland-ass generic fantasy.

Khajiit: 🍅

• A race of cat men who steal everything that isn't nailed down and smoke crack as their religion. Hilarious. Plus Khajiit caravans in Skyrim are aesthetic as hell. "The warm sands of Elsweyr are far away from here." Good line, makes you feel wistful.

Redguards: 🦠

• They live in the desert. That's it. That's their entire lore. Nobody wants to add onto it because nobody wants to be the one to say anything about fantasy black people. Thank god for Kirkbride and his junkie ass saying shit like "They worship a guy named Big Papa and they act like Naruto and they have nukes and they're scared of ghosts," otherwise they'd be the second-most boring race on Tamriel.

Bretons: 🦠

• The most boring race on Tamriel. Just a generic-ass fantasy kingdom with castles and knights and shit. Every other race takes the generic fantasy tropes and twists them around to make them unique. Not Bretons. A renaissance faire has more unique flavor than High Rock does.

Dunmer: 🍅

• Genuinely unique. Gray-skinned elves who live in a bizarre, alien country with giant mushroom towers and ash storms and ziggurats and crabshell houses. Slavery is rampant and everyone's racist. Their god lives in a big house in the middle of town and he wrote his own Bible. Kirkbride says all sorts of crazy, pseudointellectual, cringy, annoying shit, but we accept all of that as fact, because Kirkbride made Morrowind, so he is forever great in my book.

Nords: 🍅

• They came from the Far North, and conquered a third of the continent, exterminating entire races and building a massive empire that they ruled for thousands of years. They worshiped the dragons, then they were enslaved by them, then they exterminated the dragons just like they killed the elves. They wrote great songs and built mighty temples. They learned the Thu'um from Kyne and could destroy armies with one breath. The landscape of Skyrim is so densely populated with Nordic ruins that First-Era Skyrim must have been one massive city reaching from the Druadach to the Velothi. Then something cataclysmic happened, and now they're just shitty Vikings living in crumbling forts.

Altmer: 🍅

• I know they're Nazis, but they're tall and they have big boobs and the generic Altmer female voice turns me on for some reason. The male ones are really hot too. Ryan Gosling would be an Altmer.

Bosmer: 🦠

• Bosmer are lame as shit. The lore has one neat concept (they love the forest so much that they only eat meat), but it doesn't actually come up ingame. Every game just has a handful of Bosmer NPC's, and they're just generic elves, and it wouldn't make a difference if you changed them to Redguards or Dunmer or Nords. Bosmer Bussy is a forced meme that has no basis in reality, because Bosmer males just look like this.

Orsimer: 🦠

• I really want to like Orcs because they live in shtetls, and also the snu snu, but god damn they're boring. Orc NPC's have like two lines of dialogue. They wear heavy ugly armor, and they act like Klingons, just like everyone else's Orcs. Yawn. The only thing different about them is their poop-themed creation story, which actually makes them worse than everyone else's Orcs.

Just putting major interests down, in hopes of connecting with somebody similar. I love to sing and play music, primarily from the sixties, but anything lovely and meaningful will do. The era best exemplifies the open-heartedness I wish more people would embrace. Though, I know how tough it can be. To trust, and have it trodden on and torn apart. But, I know it doesn’t mean there aren’t better people in the world. Here’s a song recorded just for anyone reading my post.
I’m still grappling with long-COVID after 2+ years. My favorite show I’ve seen this year is The Sound of Magic. Its soundtrack is incredibly beautiful in that lush, dreamlike vein that all the original Disney films were made in—Pinocchio, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. I love the medium of games, from its primitive origins in titles like Breakout and Defender, to Yoshi’s Island and Banjo-Kazooie, all the way up to the present-day. It’d be nice to come across somebody who shares any of these things in common. It’d be especially nice to play games with somebody, whether on Switch or PS4! And, of course, anything you would like to share with me, that hopefully has the same spirit, would be more than welcome! Anyway, thanks for reading… Hope it reaches somebody, out there.

Surprisingly, my Nmom wants to do therapy after hearing mine was 0$ after our family insurance deemed I was basically severely damaged. My therapist thinks my mom has NPD from my POV and from all the texts and memories I’ve told her. But she wants to go to therapy but this woman is a pathological liar I think.
She’s so good at it though, I mean she can remember almost every lie or make up a reasonable excuse on spot. She even alters her own memory I swear. Like for instance, she remembers how my first relationship ending as she saved me and I thought maybe I remembered wrong or I’m delusional. I wasn’t, I looked back on stuff as I have videos upon videos of her shit in case I needed to call CPS when I was younger. Nope my memory stands corrected and she didn’t save me, in fact she did tell me if I broke up with him it’s going to ruin my life and that if I wouldn’t have SX (at 15) I was going to be a failure future wife. Mind you he was like 19 and in school to become a doctor.
I’m scared she’ll manipulate her therapist and then she’ll have the emotional support she needs to keep on trucking through my life and be like “well MY therapist says this, and that WE need to talk because it’s like YOU don’t listen to me.”
I just want her to get help and therapy is literally the only thing I can think of that might open her eyes but on the other hand it could be the gasoline to the fire show she is. Not sure if I should encourage her or not? I want her to get help, I want her to realize she’s destructive, I want her to just apologize and see what she’s done. But on the other hand I am terrified. She’s gonna get reassured she’s right, she’s gonna get told that she’s doing nothing wrong except maybe “oh don’t be scared to communicate if your husband and daughter don’t take it well it’s on them!” I’m scared and confused.

i was so far into the origins EE with my friend and the game drops a ‘connection interrupted’ then ‘lost connection to host’ out of nowhere my wifi was completely fine the full way through as i could still talk to my friend on discord and nobody else in my house had a wifi cut out yet this happens
i’m on xbox series x, tell me if there’s any way to stop this from ever happening again
my nat type was open if that changes anything and my friends wi-fi also remained stable and he was the host