New story time baby. This one would be about god of stories salor and if you know anything about gos salor's backstory then throw that out because I'm retconning it. Plus this is not part of the main salor but a different one. Also I'm don't going to fully work on it yet because I wanna take a break do this type of lore because I just finished SCP salor like 3 days ago lol and just need a break in total. So enjoy the beginning of this tale
The house of ideas. The house of ideas is where most stories are held. Stories about people, there, stories that are lost to time by people, there, if you even made a story it is there. Any story you could think of is stored there safely. Today was a important day for the one known as Salor has been accused of the act of going against the house of ideas.
Salor would be handcuffed with material that couldn't be broken by the most powerful of weapons. Two tall guards with golden armor that had black outlines and markings on them. They had strange looking helmets that even Salor never seen before with purple eyes showing out of them. They wield axes in their hands that in one slash could cut a planet in half. They would arrive at a giant door that went into what Salor could describe as a mansion that was from the 1900th century.
The two guards would put their hands on the door and push it open. The mansion would be far bigger inside than it was outside. It looked like it went on for an endless amount of time with bookshelves of stories. The bookshelves would be made out of the finest wood you could see in several lifetimes as they would hold several types of books about different people, different stories, different legends and far far more. The two guards would continue to bring Salor to where they are going. Salor would try to strike up a conversation.
“So where are we going?”
“I suggest you shut up defendant because your questions won’t help you.” the guard on the left of Salor would say.
“Whatever the boss decides.” Salor would say back.
Before Salor could look to his right, the right guard would grab his ax and would sweep his legs. Salor would be in the air for a bit as he would go back a bit. The guard would lift his ax over him and bring it down with the handle of it hitting Salor in the stomach. Salor would quickly be on the floor and coughing trying to recover from the heavy blow.
“SHIT, what was that for!” Salor would say looking at the right guard.
“Those who defined orders will be put back in line” The right guard would reply.
“Tch”
The two guards would grab Salor by the arms and lift him up where his feet couldn’t reach the floor and only dangle in the air. Salor would try to move his arms but it didn’t work a bit. The two guards would continue to bring Salor to where they were going. They would pass many bookshelves that contained many stories. When he took a closer look he could see they were ordered by series and what genres they were. After some time the three of them would arrive in what seems to be the middle of the grand mansion or library. There was also a book reception desk that was high up like it was a judge’s bench. The guards would drop Salor and kick him down onto the ground. His head would hit down ground as he would give a grunt. The two guards would bring down their axes and they would land right by his head, seeming like they were ready to kill him right there with no hesitation. Saloe was stuck there. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, he was laying on the ground not being able to get up, and finally two axes by his neck that could slice his head off like it was paper. Man, such place to be, his day isn’t going well.
Then up above in the air, two beings would appear.They would both be pitch black and had blue outlines on their clothing and even blue eyes.They would look far different from each other too with the taller one would have a appearance of a grown up woman that would be wearing a overcoat on and wearing a black and blue wedding hat. The other one would have the appearance of a small boy that is wearing a black and blue suit with dapper black shoes on. They would look at each other then look down to the guards and Salor.
“Is he the one who did it?” the boy would say.
“It seems like he is the one.” The woman would reply with.
“Who the hell are you-” salor would try to say but one of the guards would move his ax to have it touch his skin but not hurt it. Salor then went quiet not because of fear but because he was smart.
The two mysterious beings would look at each other and would descend down and where the library-like desks were they would sit down on their respective seats. The woman would pull out a file on the desk and would open it. The file was on Salor and the “crime” he did.
“Today is trial of the house on the character known as Salor who had committed the crime known as rujukanria or the act of disturbing the house of ideas in an act 2 type manner.” The woman would say.
“Woah woah woah there slow down, can anyone tell me what is happening here”. Salor would say in response.
Both of the guards would move their axes closer to his neck, but the boy would raise his hand making the guards move their axes back but still by his neck.
“The one known as Salor, you have been accused for rujukanria act 2. This means that you have knocked over a bookcase that damaged some books apart from the house of ideas.” the boy would say. He would nod to the lady and she would get out a picture. Could you even call it that or something for it looked like a picture but worked like a video. It would show a video of Salor purposely knocking over a giant bookshelf that contained lots of books and tales. It would soon stop as Salor would now have a shocked face.
“That can’t be me, I never even knew about this place until I actually came here.” salor would respond with.
“It sure does look like you and besides it even says in your story it shows you were going to do this and you were there to steal a very variable book” the woman would say with a serious yet disappointed voice.
“It couldn’t be me, it couldn't be…” Salor would look down a bit and realize something. He realized that the “Salor” on the video thing didn’t have a part of his ear was gone where he took a gunshot to the ear. “I was framed…” Salor would whisper to himself.
“What was that defendant?” the Left guard would ask him.
“I was f-”
Before he could finish his sentence he would be cut off by the boy with him raising his hand.
“I think we are done here, there is fine and clean evidence that supports your guilty Salor.”
Now both the boy and the woman would start to speak together
“We, the guardians of the house of ideas have decided to give Salor who has committed rujukanria act 2, shall receive-”
Suddenly a massive explosion would come from the north-westish of where they were. The guards would quickly get ready in a battle stance as they rushed over to the explosion. The two beings would look at each other and decide that the explosion was more important than the Salor trial. The both of them would teleport away leaving Salor alone.
“Should I go see what that was…maybe not”
Salor would get up and start to walk in a random direction that was south-west. He would walk until he saw a section of the library that had the stories of people he knew like old friends and comrades from war. He would continue to walk down the bookshelves and would soon arrive at a specific spot. He would notice that his story was also here too but also by three other versions of him? He didn’t know why there were 3 other books of his but he wasn’t too interested in those but his. He would grab his book and it had a green cover which made him confused. It also had some gold on it for effect which made Salor feel cool. He would flip through the book and he would be shocked that it told every detail throughout his long life even when he went into that long sleep. He would flip until the pages went blank. As he did he could see that his book would have purple markings on one of the pages. He would read it and it was just the exact detail that was on the picture thing. He knew it, he was framed. He didn’t know how but he wanted to know who and how they did it. He would close the book and start to carry it around with him.
He would leave where that around was after a bit of walking he would be lost. Then another explosion could be heard and he saw a yellow, black, and purple cloaked figure dash in front of him and start to race out of the place. Salor would run away and hide and as he predicted, some guards would rush over to where the mysterious figure would dash off too. Luckily they didn’t notice him. What was strange is that those two other people from before weren’t with them.
Yet soon, Salor could feel something. It felt like an unknown force was pulling him to something or somewhere. After the guards went away, chasing the mysterious figure, Salor would sneak away. He would walk for a bit until he would reach a more, far bigger bookshelf. It would have stories of many villains, heroes, and even gods. Salor would keep on walking until he found a green glowing book. This was the thing that was calling him. He would grab the book from the shelf and on the cover it would have the words “The story of the god of stories loki”. It would have green and gold colors on the cover and back. He would look at his book and he realized, they would look the exact same but with different words. He would open the book and would start to read the story about the god of stories loki.
He would sit there reading the story for what felt like hours even though only 30 minutes had passed. He would be done with the book after sometime and a look of excitement. He also felt that his body was a little strange. He would spot a mirror and would walk to it. As soon he looked in the mirror he could tell he was far different. He would have gold horns that tore through two spots on his hat that came from a gold thing that lined up against his hairline. His clothes would completely change with them now being a green overcoat with gold on them and white fluff on top of the coller. His pants would change to gray-blueish pants with brown boots on. Finally, he would notice that he would grow a foot taller now being 5’5.
“Holy shit…I look cool.” Salor would say to himself as he did a little spin.
He would soon walk away with him holding both of the books in his hands. He would walk out of the area of bookshelves. He would continue to walk around a bit until he arrived back into the center of the place and he would see the same exact two beings from before floating in the air talking to each other.
“You think that the mysterious figure would come back again?” The boy would say to the girl.
“I don’t think so. Just by his smirk I could tell that he was satisfie”d with stealing his book.” She would reply with.
“That would be troublesome just by itself. We also have to deal with that salor-” The boy would reply with but stop his sentence when he looked over to Salor and notice his new appearance
“It seemed like he changed.”
“His tale did go into action.”
“What the hell are the both of you talking about?”
The two beings would look at each other, seeming like they were talking to each other through their minds. After a bit they would be done and look down at Salor as he looked on, crossing his arms.
“We have decided on something, Salor.” The woman would say.
“Yea what is it?”
The boy would speak up “prove yourself to us. You have a brand new life thanks to that book. Prove to us you can be the next god of stories and prove your innocence.”
“Next god of stories?” Salor would say to himself and look down. He didn’t know what he meant to be the next god of stories but he needs to prove his innocence to survive.
“What do I get if I do prove myself?”
“The act of rujukanria act 2 shall be dropped, you will have free access to the library, and the respect from the two of us.” The woman would say.
Salor would think to himself again. Getting free from his charges was good and he was interested in the library. He would also get their respect but he conflicted on that part.
“I accept” Salor would say looking up at the two beings.
“Good.” The boy would say.
Now both of the beings would be talking together “as the guardians of the house of ideas mojiama, the woman of peace of the house, and trejiama, the boy of order of the house. Shall see if you are worthy of innocence or you are guilty, now- “
They would bring their right and left arms respectively up, pointing to the sky and then back down to Salor. Some blood would come out of his mouth and as he looked down, he could see 4 bar-like things would be stabbed into Salor. One in his right knee, one in his left shoulder, one in the abdomen area, and finally one in the heart.
“Survive” The both of them would finish their sentence.
Salor would start falling backwards and as he did, a hole would appear on the ground. He would fall into it and would start to fall father and father away from the house of ideas. Blood would quickly leave his body but couldn’t cover them. He would continue to fall though all of space seeing many universes, planets and many many more. What felt like an eternity, he would land on something. It was the ground of the void. A splash of blood could be heard as even more blood would come out. He would soon start to lose consciousness but before he did, he could see a tall man that was black as night would approach him. He couldn’t tell what he was or what he was wearing for his vision would be blurry. Soon he would pass out with the mysterious man standing over him.
To be continued

So here's so more insight, Me and my girlfriend are 18 we both moved with her parents to michigan with the promise of a better living area, Her mom had promised to kick out her dead beat dad and also said she had a job lined up, I transferred from my previous workplace to a new site and was to start as soon as we got there after we'd made it there her mom had decided to backstab us on the whole kicking out part and then also drop the news that she didn't have a job lined up therefor they'd require every single paycheck I needed to keep a roof over our head, Now me and my girlfriend both work she works two jobs I work one with another job lined up we'd given her mother our paychecks and we would've had enough to get by with rent again if she hadn't gone and blown it on shoes which she didn't even need, Then my girlfriend and her mom went out tonight and they had a conversation pertaining my interview tomorrow and how in the text it says "Up to 17 an hour" and her mom said "Even if it doesn't pay 17 he still better accept it" like it's not my fault you wasted money that's not even yours to waste on shoes rather then rent, I want to buy a car I want to buy a ring for my gf and she is sucking the life out of us so I told my girlfriend "If she really needs the money that bad she can work too and if we need the money that bad don't go and spend 500$ on shoes you don't even need, Also on a side note her mom basically stays in bed all day.

Note:

• All keys are primarily from US/NA region
• My list maybe slightly outdated so I apologize in advance if some of the games mentioned are already traded/Sold.
• I accept XBOX keys as well.
• I accept PayPal only via goods and services so all transactions will include fees.
• My Wishlist, I am mostly uninterested in other games.

HAVE

JUNE 2023 games

• Curse of the Dead Gods
• Ghostwire: Tokyo
• Remnant: From the Ashes - Complete Edition
• Eternal Threads
• GRIME
• Honey, I Joined a Cult
• Meeple Station
• Turbo Golf Racing

MAY MADNESS MULTIPLAYER

• Generation Zero® x 2
• Midnight Ghost Hunt x 2
• Northgard x 2
• Borderlands 3: Super Deluxe Edition x 2
• Destiny 2: Beyond Light
• Gloria Victis x 2
• PULSAR: Lost Colony x 2

MAY 2023 games

• Behind the Frame: The Finest Scenery x 2
• Bendy and the Dark Revival x 3
• Builder Simulator x 2
• Operation Tango x 2
• Spiritfarer®: Farewell Edition x 2
• The Invisible Hand x 2
• Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate - Daemonhunters x 4
• Windjammers 2 x 3

APRIL 2023 games

• Aliens: Fireteam Elite x 5
• DEATH STRANDING DIRECTOR'S CUT x 4
• Founders' Fortune x 1
• Life is Strange 2 Complete Season (incl. Mascot Bundle DLC) x 5
• Monster Prom 2: Monster Camp x 2
• Revita x 2
• Rollerdrome NA region x 4
• The Life and Suffering of Sir Brante x 2

MARCH 2023 games

• BIOMUTANT x 2
• Demon Turf x 2
• Edge Of Eternity x 3
• Golden Light x 3
• Hero's Hour (NA Region) x 4
• Jurassic World Evolution 2 x 2
• Monster Crown x 3
• Rogue Lords x 3

Safe in Our World Charity Bundle 2023

• A Little Golf Journey x 2
• Arcade Paradise - Arcade Paradise EP x 2
• Chivalry: Medieval Warfare x 2
• Eternal Threads x 2
• Field of Glory II x 2
• Hue x 2
• Ice Age: Scrat's Nutty Adventure
• Indivisible x 2
• Murder by Numbers
• Perfect x 2
• PlateUp!
• Rescue Party: Live! x 2
• Rise of the Slime x 2
• Songbringer
• Soul Axiom Rebooted x 2
• Spiritfarer®: Farewell Edition x 2
• Steel Rats x 2
• STONE x 2
• Strange Brigade x 2
• Teacup
• The Last Campfire x 2
• Turbo Golf Racing x 2
• Warhammer 40,000: Gladius - Relics of War x 2
• White Day: A Labyrinth Named School x 2
• Sifu Deluxe Edition Upgrade Bundle x 2

FEBRUARY 2023 games

• Fallout + Fallout 76
• Five Dates x 2
• Fobia - St. Dinfna Hotel x 3
• Othercide
• Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous - Enhanced Edition x 2
• ScourgeBringer x 2
• Shady Part of Me x 2

Survival Instinct Bundle

• SCUM x 2
• Starsand x 2
• State of Decay 2 x 2
• SurrounDead x 2
• The Long Dark: Survival Edition x 2
• Volcanoids

JANUARY 2023 games

• DOOM Eternal
• Hokko Life

DECEMBER 2022 Monthly Bundle Leftovers

• Greedfall
• Wasteland 3
• Blade Assault
• Super Magbot
• TOEM
• Where the Water Tastes Like Wine

Black Friday VR Voyager's Pack

• A Fisherman's Tale
• Car Mechanic Simulator VR
• Cook-Out
• I Expect You To Die
• Sairento VR
• Shooty Fruity
• SUPERHOT VR
• The Curious Tale of the Stolen Pets
• The Wizards - Dark Times
• Until You Fall

OTHER KEYS

• Agatha Christie - Hercule Poirot: The First Cases
• The Smurfs - Mission Vileaf
• Anna's Quest
• AtmaSphere
• BATTLETECH
• Cardaclysm
• Dead Age 2: The Zombie Survival RPG
• Derange
• DISTRAINT 2 x 2
• Driftland: The Magic Revival
• Enclave (Gold)
• Everreach: Project Eden
• Fantasy Blacksmith
• Golf Club Wasteland
• Heal
• INDUSTRIA
• Interplanetary: Enhanced Edition
• Jack Orlando: Director's Cut
• Journey of a Roach
• Last Inua
• LEAVES - The Journey
• LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham
• LEGO Marvel Super Heroes
• LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers
• LEGO® The Hobbit™
• Main Assembly
• Majesty 2 Collection
• My Big Sister
• Noosphere
• OUTBUDDIES DX
• Paw Paw Paw
• Pesterquest
• Plants vs. Zombies: Battle for Neighborville (ORIGIN KEY)
• PUBG: Battlegrounds – Golden G-Coin Box
• Red Wings: Aces of the Sky
• Seed Hunter x 2
• Ship Simulator Extremes
• Shooting Stars!
• Smart Factory Tycoon
• Space Cows
• Stars End
• Stubbs the Zombie in Rebel Without a Pulse
• The Deed II
• The LEGO Movie - Videogame
• The LEGO NINJAGO Movie Video Game
• The Textorcist: The Story of Ray Bibbia
• The Town of Light
• Truck Racer
• Warhammer 40,000: Mechanicus
• Wildfire
• Worms Clan Wars
• Zanzarah: The Hidden Portal
• The House of Da Vinci (ROW)

NOVEMBER 2022 Monthly Bundle Leftovers

• Kingdoms of Amalur: Re-Reckoning FATE Edition
• Raji: An Ancient Epic
• Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun - Aiko's Choice
• UnMetal
• Roboquest x 2
• Morbid: The Seven Acolytes
• Eldest Souls

2K MEGAHITS BUNDLE

• Hidden & Dangerous 2: Courage Under Fire x 3
• Hidden & Dangerous: Action Pack x 3
• X-COM: Complete Pack x 3
• CivCity: Rome x 3
• Duke Nukem Forever collection x 4
• Railroad Tycoon 2: Platinum x 3
• Railroad Tycoon 3 x 3
• Sid Meier's Railroads! x 3
• The Golf Club 2019 Featuring PGA TOUR x 3
• WWE 2K BATTLEGROUNDS + Ultimate Brawlers Pass x 4
• BioShock: The Collection (EU region) x 2
• BioShock: The Collection (NA region) x 2
• Borderlands 3: Super Deluxe Edition
• PGA Tour 2K21 x 3
• Sid Meier's Civilization VI x 2
• XCOM: ULTIMATE COLLECTION x 4

LIST OF ALL HB LEFTOVERS -

• 11-11 Memories Retold x 2
• 112 operator
• 198x
• 8 doors
• 911 Operator x 2
• A Case Of Distrust
• A plague tale: innocence x 2
• Aegis Defenders x 3
• Ageless x 3
• Agents Of Mayhem
• Alien Spidy
• American Fugitive x 2
• Amnesia: rebirth x 3
• Amnesia: The Dark Descent + Amnesia: A Machine for pigs
• Anna's Quest
• As Far As The Eye
• Ashampoo Photo Optimizer 7
• Automachef x 3
• Bartlow's Dread Machine
• Beholder 2
• Between the stars x 4
• Beyond the wire x 2
• Bionic Commando x 2
• Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night
• Book of Demons x 3
• Boomerang Fu
• Boreal Blade x 3
• Boundless
• Broken Age x 2
• Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons
• Butcher
• Capitalism 2
• Car Mechanic Simulator 2018
• Carnival Games VR
• Civilization III x 2
• Cook, Serve, Delicious! 3
• Crazy Machines 3
• CROSSBOW: Bloodnight x 2
• Crown Trick
• Cursed Castilla (Maldita Castilla Ex)
• Cyber Hook x 2
• Dagon: by H. P. Lovecraft - The Eldritch Box DLC x 2
• Dangerous Worlds x 2
• Dark Future: Blood Red States
• Darksburg x 2
• Dead In Vinland x 2
• Dear Esther: Landmark Edition
• Deathloop x 3
• Deleveled x 2
• Desert Child
• Desolate x 2
• Desperado 3
• DiRT Rally 2.0 - H2 RWD Double Pack
• DiRT Rally 2.0 - Opel Manta 400
• Dirt Rally 2.0 - Porsche 911 RGT Rally Spec
• Disjunction - gog
• Dragon's Dogma: Dark Arisen x 3
• Drake Hollow x 2
• Draw Slasher x 2
• Drawful 2
• Drawful 2
• Driftland: The Magic Revival x 3
• Ducati - 90th Anniversary
• Due Process x 3
• EarthX
• Ember
• Encodya - GOG x 2
• Endless Space 2 x 2
• Endzone - A World apart
• Enslaved™: Odyssey To The West™ Premium Edition
• Evergarden x 2
• Evoland Legendary Edition x 2
• Expeditions: Viking
• Fable Anniversary
• Family Man x 3
• Farmer's dynasty x 2
• Fear Effect Sedna
• Field of Glory: Empires
• Fling to the Finish
• Forager
• Frog Detective 2: The Case Of The Invisible Wizard x 3
• Fun With Ragdolls: The Game x 2
• Fury Unleashed x 5
• GameGuru x 2
• GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months x 2
• Garage: bad trip
• Gas Station Simulator x 2
• Gauntlet
• Genesis Alpha One Deluxe Edition x 3
• Ghost Of A Tale
• Gnog
• Go Home Dinosaurs x 2
• Graveyard Keeper
• Greak: Memories Of Azur
• GRIP: Combat Racing Artifex DLC x 3
• Guts and glory
• Hellpoint x 2
• Hexologic
• Hiveswap friendsim x 2
• Hiveswap: Act 1
• Hot Wheels Unleashed x 2
• Hotshot Racing x 3
• Ikenfell x 2
• Immortal Planet
• Imperator: Rome Deluxe Edition x 2
• In sound mind x 2
• Indivisible x 3
• Inmost
• Iris And The Giant
• Iron Danger
• Jurassic World Evolution x 2
• Katana zero
• Kerbal Space Program
• Kingdom Two Crowns
• Kingdom: New Lands x 2
• Kyle is Famous: Complete Edition
• Lacuna - A Sci-fi Noir Adventure
• Lawn mowing simulator
• Levelhead x 2
• Liberated GOG x 2
• Lostwinds
• Lovecraft's Untold Stories x 3
• Lust for Darkness x 2
• Lust from Beyond: M Edition x 2
• Maneater
• Memoria + Soundtrack
• Metro Exodus
• Midnight protocol x 2
• Milky Way Prince - The Vampire Star x 2
• Mo:astray
• Monaco
• Monster Hunter: World
• Moon Hunters
• Mordhau
• Morkredd x 3
• Motorcycle Mechanic Simulator 2021
• Moving Out
• Music Maker EDM Edition x 2
• Nebuchadnezzar
• Necromunda: Hired Gun
• NecroWorm x 2
• Neoverse x 3
• Neverout x 2
• Nex Machina
• Nickelodeon all-star brawl
• Nickelodeon Brawl
• Niffelheim x 2
• Nowhere Prophet x 3
• Orbital Racer x 2
• Out of Reach: Treasure Royale x 2
• Out Of Space
• Outward + The Soroboreans And Outward Soundtrack x 3
• Partisans 1941 x 2
• Path Of Giants
• Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook x 2
• Pathfinder: Kingmaker Enhanced Plus Edition
• Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Royal Ascension
• Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Wild Cards
• Pathway
• Paw paw paw x 3
• PC Building Simulator x 2
• Peaky Blinders: Mastermind x 2
• Pesterquest x 3
• Phantom Doctrine x 2
• Pikuniku
• Pine
• Pixplode x 2
• Police stories
• Popup Dungeon
• Post Void
• Prison Architect + Aficionado (Dlc)
• Pumpkin Jack x 2
• Purrfect Date
• Quantum Break x 2
• RAD x 4
• Railway Empire
• Red solstice 2: survivors
• Relicta x 3
• Remnants of Naezith
• Remothered: Broken Porcelain x 2
• Resident Evil 4 (2005)
• Resident Evil 5 Gold Edition
• Resident Evil HD REMASTER x 3
• Resident Evil Revelations x 4
• Resident Evil Revelations 2 - Episode 1: Penal Colony x 3
• Retimed x 3
• Ring of pain x 4
• Rise Of Industry x 3
• Roarr! Jurassic Edition x 2
• Rover Mechanic Simulator x 3
• RPG Maker VX
• Rustler x 4
• Saturday Morning RPG
• Say No! More
• Shing! x 2
• Shining Resonance Refrain x 2
• Shoppe Keep 2
• Simple Rockets 2
• Simplerockets 2 x 2
• Simulacra + Simulacra 2
• Size Matters x 3
• Skullgirls 2nd Encore
• Slinger VR x 2
• Sniper Ghost Warrior Contracts x 2
• Soulblight x 2
• Spec Ops: The Line
• Speed Brawl x 2
• Splasher
• Starbound
• Stealth 2: A Game Of Clones
• Still There x 3
• Stories Untold
• Street Fighter V x 2
• Strider x 2
• Struggling x 2
• Stubbs The Zombie In Rebel Without A Pulse
• Super Meat Boy x 2
• Supraland x 2
• SYSTEM SHOCK: ENHANCED EDITION x 2
• Tabletop Playground x 3
• Telefrag VR x 2
• The Amazing American Circus x 2
• The Ambassador: Fractured Timelines
• The Ascent x 2
• The Bard's Tale IV: Director's Cut x 3
• The Beast Inside x 3
• The Coma 2: Vicious Sisters x 2
• The Darkness II x 2
• The Haunted Island, A Frog Detective Game x 3
• The Henry Stickmin Collection x 2
• The Shapeshifting Detective
• The Survivalists
• The Swords Of Ditto: Mormo's Curse x 2
• The Textorcist: The story of Ray Bibbia x 2
• The USB Stick Found in the Grass x 2
• The Walking Dead: Saints & Sinners x 2
• The Wild Eight
• Them's Fightin' Herds
• Throne Of Lies® The Online Game Of Deceit
• Through The Darkest Of Times x 3
• Tilt Brush x 2
• Timelie
• Toejam & Earl: Back in the Groove x 2
• Tohu x 3
• Tools up x 2
• Tooth and Tail
• Total Tank Simulator x 2
• Townsmen - A Kingdom Rebuilt x 2
• Toybox Turbos
• Train Station Renovation x 2
• Treasure Hunter Simulator x 2
• Trine 4: The Nightmare Prince x 2
• Tropico 4
• Truberbrook / Trüberbrook
• Tumblestone
• Tyranny: Deluxe Edition x 2
• Undungeon
• Vagante
• VALKYRIA CHRONICLES 4 COMPLETE EDITION
• Vampire: The Masquerade - Shadows Of New York x 3
• Vane x 3
• Vikings - Wolves of Midgard
• Voidigo
• Wanderlust: Travel Stories x 2
• Wandersong x 2
• Wargroove x 2
• Warhammer: Chaosbane x 2
• WARSAW x 5
• We Are Alright x 2
• Werewolf: The Apocalypse Heart Of The Forest x 3
• Wildfire
• Worms rumble + legends pack dlc x 3
• Wrath: Aeon Of Ruin
• WWE 2k Battlegrounds
• X-morph Defense x 3
• X-Morph: Defense + European Assault, Survival of the Fittest, and Last Bastion DLC x 2
• Xcom® 2: Resistance Warrior Pack
• Yoku's Island Express
• Zombotron

LIST OF ALL FANATICAL LEFTOVERS -

• Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Don't Dry
• Leisure Suit Larry - Wet Dreams Dry Twice
• Aragami
• Unto The End
• Anuchard
• Call of Juarez Gunslinger
• Darkwood
• Interstellar Space: Genesis
• Unexplored 2: The Wayfarer's Legacy
• 198X
• A.I.M. Clan Wars
• Alekhine's Gun
• Alwa's Awakening
• American Fugitive
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The downstairs included our living room, dining room and kitchen.
-We cleared the floors.
-Put away the shoes.
-Got all the laundry washed and dried.
-Put away clean dishes.
-Did dirty dishes.
-Cleaned out the fridge.
-Cleaned off the dining room table.
-Vacuumed and swept.
-Threw out all the old food.
-Put away EVERY.SINGLE.SMALL. RANDOM item where it belonged!!
-Cleared off the counters.
-Throw out all the trash, delivery boxes and water bottles.
-Took out the trash and put a new trash bag.
-Got the clean dishes out of the oven.
-Cleaned all surfaces and counters.
It didn’t even take that long! Y’all, we finished in LESS THAN A HOUR!
To reward ourselves, we’re baking cookies (premade dough lol)!

Tl;dr our dog is not responding to any of our separation training (deeper explanations of what we’ve tried below), we are getting desperate, and running out of options for what to do, but we can’t stay home much longer. We have tried everything short of drugging him and are seeing no sign of his behavior changing.
We rescued a very sweet, very smart lab mix a little over three weeks ago. He is estimated to be 9-10 months.
My fiancé is in school, and I work a hybrid job, so we’ve managed to always have someone home the last three weeks, but we’re reaching a point where we will both have to be gone for at least 3 hours at a time one day a week. And he is LOUD, not destructive, when we leave.
We’re in an apartment where the noise travels easily, and we have neighbors above and below. I left notes for them all to let them know and call me if they need to, but I still don’t want our dog to be barking all day because a bunch of people work from home or have babies.
We’ve been consistently working with him on it since we got him, but it feels like we’re making absolutely zero progress, even though the rest of his settling and development have been going at lightning speed.
Extra info: He is crate trained, he likes his crate, he sleeps in it through the night without problem. He does 2-3 hours of crate time a day where he will happily nap in there. He gets 2-3 hours of outside activity and exercise, and frequent mental exercise inside with puzzle toys and training sessions.
Things we’ve tried:
We have tried building up time that we “leave” (exit the door and wait on the landing) slowly, but his threshold is constantly changing, even if we build up by seconds only. One time is 12 minutes, the next it’s 6, the next it’s 8. It doesn’t seem to matter how we build up, he decides at random that he’s upset, and we have to start over. We do this every day for at least 30 minutes but no more than an hour.
We have tried music/tv/podcasts/etc white noise, but he’s smart enough to know it isn’t us, and is upset anyways.
We’ve tried frozen kongs with peanut butter. He finishes them in 10 minutes, then proceeds to whine and bark as though we’d just left.
We have tried a covered crate and an uncovered crate. We have tried leaving our T-shirts in his crate. We have tried setting up a zoom so that we can talk to him when he whines, but he always seems to know when we are there and when we are not.
I’ve consistently opened and closed the front door at random so that he doesn’t associate it with suddenly being alone. I’ve put my shoes on and grabbed my keys to sit on the couch so that he doesn’t associate that either.
He’s totally fine to be alone in his crate when I’m home, even if I’m completely silent and not anywhere near him. The second he realizes that he is alone in the apartment, hell breaks loose.
We have no idea what to try or what to do. We aren’t able to keep just being home for much longer, we can’t just go cold turkey and leave because of the neighbors, and we don’t have a good way to get him to a doggy daycare when we leave because we don’t have a car. Please please help, we’re absolutely desperate.

Tl;dr our dog is not responding to any of our separation training (deeper explanations of what we’ve tried below), we are getting desperate, and running out of options for what to do, but we can’t stay home much longer. We have tried everything short of drugging him.
We adopted a very sweet, very smart lab mix a little over three weeks ago. He is estimated to be 9-10 months.
My fiancé is in school, and I work a hybrid job, so we’ve managed to always have someone home the last three weeks, but we’re reaching a point where we will both have to be gone for at least 3 hours at a time one day a week. And he is LOUD, not destructive, when we leave.
We’re in an apartment where the noise travels easily, and we have neighbors above and below. I left notes for them all to let them know and call me if they need to, but I still don’t want our dog to be barking all day because a bunch of people work from home or have babies.
We’ve been consistently working with him on it since we got him, but it feels like we’re making absolutely zero progress, even though the rest of his settling and development have been going at lightning speed.
Extra info: He is crate trained, he likes his crate, he sleeps in it through the night without problem. He does 2-3 hours of crate time a day where he will happily nap in there. He gets 2-3 hours of outside activity and exercise, and frequent mental exercise inside with puzzle toys and training sessions.
Things we’ve tried:
We have tried building up time that we “leave” (exit the door and wait on the landing) slowly, but his threshold is constantly changing, even if we build up by seconds only. One time is 12 minutes, the next it’s 6, the next it’s 8. It doesn’t seem to matter how we build up, he decides at random that he’s upset, and we have to start over. We do this every day for at least 30 minutes but no more than an hour.
We have tried music/tv/podcasts/etc white noise, but he’s smart enough to know it isn’t us, and is upset anyways.
We’ve tried frozen kongs with peanut butter. He finishes them in 10 minutes, then proceeds to whine and bark as though we’d just left.
We have tried a covered crate and an uncovered crate. We have tried leaving our T-shirts in his crate. We have tried setting up a zoom so that we can talk to him when he whines, but he always seems to know when we are there and when we are not.
I’ve consistently opened and closed the front door at random so that he doesn’t associate it with suddenly being alone. I’ve put my shoes on and grabbed my keys to sit on the couch so that he doesn’t associate that either.
He’s totally fine to be alone in his crate when I’m home, even if I’m completely silent and not anywhere near him. The second he realizes that he is alone in the apartment, hell breaks loose.
We have no idea what to try or what to do. We aren’t able to keep just being home for much longer, we can’t just go cold turkey and leave because of the neighbors, and we don’t have a good way to get him to a doggy daycare when we leave because we don’t have a car. Please please help, we’re absolutely desperate.

I (33) have lived with my bff (34) for 5 years and we added another roommate (28) about 8 months ago.
My bff and I both have mental illness and trauma that we’re working through and it was important to us to find someone that respected that. Though they claimed this was the case, they are clearly not working on their own shit and have paranoia and anger issues.
To date, they have not paid their deposit but order delivery 4-5 times a week, have two new pairs of $150+ shoes, etc.
No surprise they announced they would be moving out exactly 30 days before the end of the month. Just found out it’ll be the 4th time since they moved to this city 2 years ago. When they moved in, they had this sob story about terrible roommates, but I’m starting to think they were the bad roommate in all of them.
I’ve seen them clean TWICE yet they expect the house to be cleaned regularly (presumably by me).
When they are home, they tend to be in the bathroom most of the time. It can be upwards of 35 minutes every hour or so. It wouldn’t be an issue if they were doing anything in there, but half the time I walk by and they’re just standing in there humming to themselves.
They’re… delusional? I hate to say it like this but they tend to make up in their mind that things are being done to them that aren’t. They once became so paranoid people were going in their room (we weren’t) that they bought a front door lock for the door.
They’ve broken several shared kitchen items and despite promising to replace them, they just bought themselves dishes, a new mop, etc instead.
Our gas bill went up $250/mo after they moved in and when they overheard me mention that, they literally came out of their room and started yelling at me. Never offered to cover any of the utilities, which are paid in full by my bff.
I’ve given up on mentioning small things like leaving the stove on where they’re in their room, not locking the front door, and leaving food out for days because any time anyone says anything to them, they gaslight and yell at us.
They’ll leave a pot of food out for 3-4 days and then just eat it. In 5 years the only pests we’ve ever had are gnats when it starts to get warm. I make traps every year around that time and it’s no issue. Since they’ve moved in, we’ve had ants and cockroaches. When I mentioned the correlation between the two, they told me if I really cared so much I would clean the kitchen counters and floors more after they and my bff use them.
After one of our recent fights, they demanded laundry not be done when they’re home because they want to “wind down”. Even tho we thought it was selfish and ridiculous to demand we follow their schedule when we both also work and I have school, we respected it. Since then, they’ve resorted to standing next to the wall that separates our rooms and yelling/squealing until 2 or 3am EVERY NIGHT. Never happened before, but now it’s all the time.
I can’t wait for them to leave.

It's been about 10 hours since he left at 8am this morning without his phone, keys, wallet, or shoes.
My mom and him argued last night which resulted in name calling and my mom slapping him out of anger for being called a bitch
This morning my mom tried to address it but he didn't want to talk about it. So, he just walked out the door saying that my mom didn't need him anymore and left.
He's basically barefoot somewhere out there and honestly idk what to do.
Has anyone dealt with something like this before?
Update: he literally just got home as soon as I posted this

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark, when out of the blue, my wife called me at work. "We're going to Niagara Falls for the weekend. I got us an awesome deal!"
We had both been working at our first "full-fledged" jobs for a year and had reached that moment after graduation when you suddenly realize you can't make that impact on the world your student enthusiasm once promised. At first, I just sighed. It was the dead of January, and I had already expended all my energy on a week of inconsequential stress. I just wanted to collapse on the couch for two days. Sarah felt a similar weary exhaustion. I could tell. Her tone was more hopeful than excited, but she had dreaded the routine we were sinking into and was trying her best to pull us free.
I looked to the ceiling and adjusted my telephone headset. At that time I was working at Stats Canada on the tele-query desk. I took a deep breath and, as convincingly as possible, said, "Sounds good." I don't think she bought it, but we went nonetheless.
This was Niagara Falls before the casinos when there was a very distinct off-season. When we got to the hotel, we were given the details of our "lovers' special". One dinner to be used either Friday or Saturday, two breakfasts, a roll of tokens for the arcade, 10% off some "4D" movie ride experience, and a 2-for-1 coupon to Max Tussaud's. I guessed it was Madame's nephew? We also got a bottle of sparkling wine in our room and chocolate treats on our pillows. I was impressed. It sounded good.
When we got into our room and saw the "bottle" of wine - basically an aeroplane-sized glass and half - and the chocolates - "fun wrapped" Oh Henry's left over from Halloween - we both started to laugh. The tone for two wonderful days had been set. We decided to cash in on our dinner coupon right away.
The restaurant off the lobby had hopes of being better. There were huge panoramic windows that promised a view of the gorge. Unfortunately, they had some winter moisture problems that day, and it felt like we were defrosting amid the dripping streaks and foggy patches. The decor was your standard booths and tables though the "romantic" lighting was unique. Dollar store battery-powered tea lights were lodged inside thick tumbler glasses and shed a muted pleasantness in a "what a great idea for a craft" sort of way. I had a feeling they were created by our waitress since she was the one who always seemed to be fussing with them. Only one other couple was in the dining room, so she attended to us immediately.
"Can I get you something to start?"
"Sure." "Thank you, that would be nice." We both responded simultaneously.
"And what would the lady like this evening?"
Sarah smiled at the flattery. "I think I'll have a glass of white wine." She glanced over at me to see my reaction. This was a subtle cue of the mood to follow. Diet Coke was usually the beverage of choice. She didn't normally drink alcohol. One glass numbed her nose and made her giggle far too easily. When she did drink, however, it meant she was comfortable with my company and open to anything to follow. I raised my eyebrows in a debonair way.
"And for the gentleman?"
"Do you have Foster's on tap?"
"Yes we do."
"I'll have a pint please."
Sarah smiled at the happy memories I invoked. At university, Foster's was my signature beer. It was at a time when Crocodile Dundee was a known name, and Australia was inexplicably cool. 15 cent buffalo wings and a pitcher of Foster's was the Tuesday night special at the London Arms pub. There the Classics Club would meet and, as a group, circle the wagons and drink ourselves into extroverts.
As soon as the waitress left, Sarah smiled at me. She reached out and held my hand across the table. With my gaze on hers, she slipped her foot from her shoe and slowly began sliding it up my pant leg.
"I got a pedicure this morning." She announced seductively.
I nodded and pretended I didn't notice her invitation. "What colour?" I asked.
"I'm not telling." She teased. "You'll just have to find out later." Her devious little smile was gorgeous.
"Mmmm. I can't wait."
When the waitress returned with our drinks, we immediately retreated to our personal spaces as if we had been discovered by the chaperone. Sarah opened the menu and began to salivate at the variety.
"Can we add an appetizer to the package dinner?" Her question seemed innocent enough.
"You're on the package?" Our friendly waitress disappeared, and we were no longer a lady or a gentleman. She ripped the menu out of Sarah's hand and took mine before I had even opened it. She then scurried to her podium and brought back a tattered, grease-stained, photocopied page that we had to share. We both burst out laughing.
The waitress was flustered that we were not as bothered as she was. "The drinks are NOT included!"
"What choices do we have?" I asked, expecting the usual chicken or fish. I had been on many packages before with my parents.
"Coffee or tea." The waitress snapped.
Sarah and I looked at each other in amused disbelief.
"I'll have coffee please." I didn't even flinch at the ridiculously limited package. I was eager to get my order in early.
"And I'll have the tea!" Sarah followed my lead. "Can I have some milk with that?"
"Yes." The waitress snarled.
"Fantastic!" I enthused.
"Yes, great! I'm glad we got the package, Honey." Sarah joked.
The waitress stormed off and returned sometime later with our lettuce-only salads drowned in Kraft's Italian dressing and our chewy chicken dinners, which she had thoughtfully allowed to cool. She tossed the plates on the table and left us to peacefully devour our deal. We didn't see her again until we requested the bill. For some reason, we found it amusing to leave a generous tip, which of course, defeated the purpose of the package, but we didn't care. It was fun.
The rest of the holiday was marred with similar off-season products and services. The wax museum was only half open, so we couldn't see the pop stars of the seventies. I didn't think it was a problem, but Sarah pouted playfully. She really wanted to see young Bowie. Meanwhile, the arcade was particularly stingy about spitting out coupons. So much so that Mike, the scraggly-haired repair guy, ended up escorting us from game to game and repairing the devices on demand. In no time, he was acting like an old drinking buddy. He joked and laughed, then, out of the blue, revealed that working at the Niagara Falls Fun Centre wasn't his career choice, that his dream was to be part of a travelling carnival. He desperately wanted to see more of the world, he explained and socialize with a greater variety of "wildlife." Mike winked at Sarah to punctuate his meaning, then began advising her on which games to play.
Sarah was partial to Skee ball and clearly had career potential in the sport, but Mike quickly pointed out that the token-to-coupon payout was not the best. In a furtive whisper, he revealed that The Storm Stopper was your best bet, provided the arcade had left it on its original factory settings. He assured us the ones here were "cool." The game had lights that ran around the outside in opposite directions and you had to hit the button at just the right spot to win. It looked impossible, but Mike was right; if you calculated tokens in versus coupons won, it was the best deal. It only took a little practice to win a minor jackpot every 5 or 6 times.
We would cheer each win as if Toronto had won the Stanley Cup. I would give a quick fist pump and a full lung "Yes!" while Sarah would jump up and down screaming, "WhoooHooo!" Of course, in the end, when we cashed in, "Mike's secret" only bumped us up from a key-chain flashlight to a "deluxe" nail beauty set. Mind you, it did come complete with clippers, scissors, a file AND a cuticle scraper. Not only that, it was all neatly packaged in a paisley-patterned pink and green plastic vinyl case. Mike was so pleased to give us our prize and to be honest, we were thrilled to win it if only to see his broad chicletted smile. It was more of a trophy than a grooming set.
That night, I made reservations for us at a fancy Chinese food restaurant - the Bamboo Garden. When we arrived, we had half-expected renovations of some sort. Instead, the place was immaculate. Gentle pools teeming with goldfish highlighted the epic black and red Ming dynasty decor. Real candles flickered on crisp white tablecloths. Again, the restaurant was virtually ours. The reservations on my part were entirely unnecessary. In fact, as soon as we entered, they knew us by name and guided us directly to our table. A live lounge piano caressed the air, its notes danced vaguely around familiar harmonies until finally, as if prompted by our presence, a song emerged immediately accompanied by the velvet voice of oriental karaoke. It was our song remastered

Hi everyone. I live in MD and my mom has an issue, an emergency, which may be dementia. She left the house on her own and was found by the cops and I was called and they told me she was at walmart without shoes (2 miles away from my sisters). My sister found her. 6 hours later,I was called again by an angel of a stranger,who found her again on the side of the road (again without shoes).i went to get her this time. She is obviously a danger to herself and the cops were called both times,so there is a police report (which will be available in 7 days).. 2 disappearances in 24 hours. Who can I call to get help?I can't wait 7 days for the police report! She won't go to the hospital on her own, id have to go to a judge to force her. Is there a help line for this type of situation? Relevant info, she has medicaid. Thanks in advance.

Tldr- I think my boyfriend is manipulating me
I (25F) have been dating my boyfriend (27M) for around a year and a half. We love together. At first it was the most magical thing I had ever experienced. Tons of compliments, always sharing his feelings, small gifts, kind gestures. You know how it goes. Likewise he helped me through a really rough patch in my life and even helped me realign myself to a new career path.
Red flags came out around 6 months into the relationship. I learned he had previously been going to therapy for anger management issues. No biggie right? We all have issues and I too have been to therapy for my own issues. Therapy isn’t a cure however. Those angry moments are red red hot with him. Screaming, insults, not believing anything other than what he has predetermined to be the truth. If you try to rationalize with him he calls you a liar. But mostly it’s the throwing. Apparently his anger use to be so bad he would just destroy whatever room he was in. Now he just throws an item or 2 while he’s screaming and he’s able to reel it back in.
He’s never hit me, he’s never thrown anything that could hurt me, and he’s never thrown anything at me. It’s usually just his phone or the tv remote. They’ll usually miss me to the left or right by a couple of feet. Still, when I see him get upset, annoyed, pissed off, etc, I begin to worry about what he might do. What will he throw? Is he going to scream in my face over something benign again? What if he hurts me or my cat this time? One time when he was screaming he said that he “fucking hates that stupid piece of shit” that I own and pointed to my cat. He’s never harmed an animal but I still worry whenever he’s mad and I’m not home.
It’s difficult. Especially because when he gets mad he doesn’t remember anything. If I try to talk to him about what he did or said he tells me that that doesn’t sound like him and that I’m lying. He doesn’t remember many things and if I try to bring them up later I’m “not good at conflict resolution” and “holding grudges over the past.” I’m often considered a liar to him.
As an example, when making dishes for Thanksgiving this year, he threw food across the room. He even compared me to his ex wife because I didn’t want to try something that I know I don’t like (gizzards.) Apparently his ex wife was a very picky eater and refused to eat anything he made. He takes pride in his cooking and he is decent at it. I’ve eaten several things he’s made, I just don’t like gizzards and livers. He got unreasonably mad toward me, called me immature, stupid, cunt and threw the whole pot of hot gizzards across the kitchen. He then went to the bedroom to pout, leaving me to clean up the mess. When I asked him about this after the fact he just said “oh yeah but you should’ve just tried it instead and I wouldn’t get mad.”
A few months ago I had the opportunity to travel to Ireland. I was excited, my friends and parents were excited for me, my boyfriend threw a fit. He called me cold and selfish for even thinking about going on a trip without him. I really wanted to go, I started planning to go. He told me he had never been with someone so rude before. Said that if he were in my shoes he wouldn’t go because it’s fucked up to do that to your partner and I wouldn’t be able to actually enjoy myself without him.I ended up not going on the trip right before because he was freaking out on me so much. I was too ashamed to tell my loved ones though. I lied to my love ones and texted them pictures I found on other peoples instagrams so that they didn’t think less of me for not going because of a man. I still regret not going. But I love him and I knew if I went we would’ve broken up.
I have wanted to leave him before and I’ve tried. Even without the other factors of his behavior we simply are not compatible in a way that would lead to a happy long marriage and that’s what I ultimately want. I’ve tried leaving him before. I packed my stuff when he was at work because I was worried of his reaction. When his wife left him and she came to get her stuff he lost his shit and went actually crazy. I didn’t want to deal with that. When it came time for the talk he trapped me in the car for 4 hours just trying to talk me out of it. It worked.
I’ve been moving stuff around and out of the house that belongs to me. I want to declutter. He’s been freaking out saying that I’m leaving him. I am not actively doing anything. He tells me that I’ve caused the issue because of what I did before. Understandable, that would cause anyone to be anxious. Then he tells me I have awful communication skills because I always bring up the past when we fight. He says I lie about his bad behaviors to make myself the winner of the argument. He tells me I’m the coldest girlfriend he’s ever had. Im constantly doing things for him and compliment him and give him physical attention so I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong. I broke down because I do care about him. I scheduled a therapy appointment to work on myself if these things are true. He refuses to go himself or to listen to me because apparently once I fix my issues then all of our relationship issues will be gone.
I’m emotionally exhausted and I’ve never felt this shitty before.

I (25F) have been dating my boyfriend (27M) for around a year and a half. We love together. At first it was the most magical thing I had ever experienced. Tons of compliments, always sharing his feelings, small gifts, kind gestures. You know how it goes. Likewise he helped me through a really rough patch in my life and even helped me realign myself to a new career path.
Red flags came out around 6 months into the relationship. I learned he had previously been going to therapy for anger management issues. No biggie right? We all have issues and I too have been to therapy for my own issues. Therapy isn’t a cure however. Those angry moments are red red hot with him. Screaming, insults, not believing anything other than what he has predetermined to be the truth. If you try to rationalize with him he calls you a liar. But mostly it’s the throwing. Apparently his anger use to be so bad he would just destroy whatever room he was in. Now he just throws an item or 2 while he’s screaming and he’s able to reel it back in.
He’s never hit me, he’s never thrown anything that could hurt me, and he’s never thrown anything at me. It’s usually just his phone or the tv remote. They’ll usually miss me to the left or right by a couple of feet. Still, when I see him get upset, annoyed, pissed off, etc, I begin to worry about what he might do. What will he throw? Is he going to scream in my face over something benign again? What if he hurts me or my cat this time? One time when he was screaming he said that he “fucking hates that stupid piece of shit” that I own and pointed to my cat. He’s never harmed an animal but I still worry whenever he’s mad and I’m not home.
It’s difficult. Especially because when he gets mad he doesn’t remember anything. If I try to talk to him about what he did or said he tells me that that doesn’t sound like him and that I’m lying. He doesn’t remember many things and if I try to bring them up later I’m “not good at conflict resolution” and “holding grudges over the past.” I’m often considered a liar to him.
As an example, when making dishes for Thanksgiving this year, he threw food across the room. He even compared me to his ex wife because I didn’t want to try something that I know I don’t like (gizzards.) Apparently his ex wife was a very picky eater and refused to eat anything he made. He takes pride in his cooking and he is decent at it. I’ve eaten several things he’s made, I just don’t like gizzards and livers. He got unreasonably mad toward me, called me immature, stupid, cunt and threw the whole pot of hot gizzards across the kitchen. He then went to the bedroom to pout, leaving me to clean up the mess. When I asked him about this after the fact he just said “oh yeah but you should’ve just tried it instead and I wouldn’t get mad.”
A few months ago I had the opportunity to travel to Ireland. I was excited, my friends and parents were excited for me, my boyfriend threw a fit. He called me cold and selfish for even thinking about going on a trip without him. I really wanted to go, I started planning to go. He told me he had never been with someone so rude before. Said that if he were in my shoes he wouldn’t go because it’s fucked up to do that to your partner and I wouldn’t be able to actually enjoy myself without him.I ended up not going on the trip right before because he was freaking out on me so much. I was too ashamed to tell my loved ones though. I lied to my love ones and texted them pictures I found on other peoples instagrams so that they didn’t think less of me for not going because of a man. I still regret not going. But I love him and I knew if I went we would’ve broken up.
I have wanted to leave him before and I’ve tried. Even without the other factors of his behavior we simply are not compatible in a way that would lead to a happy long marriage and that’s what I ultimately want. I’ve tried leaving him before. I packed my stuff when he was at work because I was worried of his reaction. When his wife left him and she came to get her stuff he lost his shit and went actually crazy. I didn’t want to deal with that. When it came time for the talk he trapped me in the car for 4 hours just trying to talk me out of it. It worked.
I’ve been moving stuff around and out of the house that belongs to me. I want to declutter. He’s been freaking out saying that I’m leaving him. I am not actively doing anything. He tells me that I’ve caused the issue because of what I did before. Understandable, that would cause anyone to be anxious. Then he tells me I have awful communication skills because I always bring up the past when we fight. He says I lie about his bad behaviors to make myself the winner of the argument. He tells me I’m the coldest girlfriend he’s ever had. Im constantly doing things for him and compliment him and give him physical attention so I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong. I broke down because I do care about him. I scheduled a therapy appointment to work on myself if these things are true. He refuses to go himself or to listen to me because apparently once I fix my issues then all of our relationship issues will be gone.
I’m emotionally exhausted and I’ve never felt this shitty before.

Here's the true story of my first time. I've kept this to myself for weeks and have to get it out.
Backstory, i'm 40 yr old straight male. I've been curious every since my early 20s. It started when I first got my own place. Shy early 20s kid in really good shape but single a lot of the time. Like anyone with privacy for the first time, i started going online. This the early 00s of internet so long before reddit, social media, grindr and all these other ways to explore. My new thing was going in chat rooms and c2c with people. My intentions were of course to find some sexy housewife to have some random fun with, but more and more it was guys messaging me. I didn't mind, if these guys wanted to enjoy watching me jerk off, it's no bother to me. Then they would want to show me there cam, I would say what the hell and watch it even though it wasn't something i was interested in. Over time, watching guys jerk off really started turning me on.
Over the years i my porn tastes would change from women only, to adding some dicks into the mix. I was still to shy to hook up with a guy but I would try to put myself in the situation. I would go to the gym and after working out, i would hop in the shower thinking something might happen with another guy, i would go in the jacuzzi naked, sit in the sauna, but nothing every happened. So my urge would just linger. Eventually i met a woman and committed, very happy, 15 years went by but this curiosity would always be in the back of my mind. Over time, as our passion waned, i would spend my porn time more and more looking at dicks. It was so hot. I loved looking at older guys with thick cut cocks, dicks in gloryholes, big muscley alpha men. I fantasized about sucking one, that's what i wanted so much. I'd think up dirty scenerios, having a married by dad that would play with, being in jail and having to suck off my cellmate, dirty truckers in a gloryhole. I bought a dildo on a wknd work trip and the feeling of having it in my mouth sent a rush through me. I knew I was finally mentally ready to actually go through with it.
Coming out of the pandemic, i decided to take a break and took a solo vacation to a tropical resort. Along with this being a needed gettaway, the situation would have me in the best opportunity i have every had to fulfill this fantasy. By myself, in this tropical resort full of bi guys on the downlow. Also now Grindr existed. No having to somehow pick up a guy at the resort, if someone was out there that wanted the same as me, they were a swipe away. Once i landed and was in my room, the first thing i did was download the app. I was curious at how many guys would be online. I was happy to see a few were, so I had everything i needed, at 40, the only thing stopping me was me
After a couple days trolling, i finally got up the courage and responded to a couple chats. One guy immediately stood out. He was an older guy, i'd say late 50s/early 60s. White, stocky build, and a nice, but difficult to judge penis in the pics he sent. He told me he wasn't at the resort but had a place just down the beach. It was a rented resort house in a gated community. I knew my nerves and comfort was the number one thing holding me back. So to counter that, i laid out exactly what i wanted to do. I didn't want any chat or smalltalk, didn't even want names. I just wanted to come over, give him a blowjob, and once I was done, be gone. Full anonymity, just wanted to experience a dick. Whenever I thought about my ideal first time, it would have been a gloryhole. Just being able to experience a penis without any connection to who it belongs to was what i wanted. So to get as close to that as possible, i asked him to wear a covid mask. I know it's stupid but it's what I though I needed.
He was on board with everything. He said his wife had left to go back to NYC so he was along for the next couple days. He invited to meet me at the beach by my resort the next morning and we would walk to his place, which was like 15 min away. Having a 15 min chat with this guy was completely against everything i asked for so I said no, and told him i'd get back to him. I was still a little unsure, so as i was enjoying my next day in the sun, i decided to take a walk along the beach, 15 min was more like 30 but i found his place exactly has he described, it eased my nerves more, and I decided I wasn't going to let this opportunity get by me and spend the next 20 years staring at a computer screen thinking "what if".
I went back to my resort and messaged the guy back. Said he was available in like an hour. I told him i'd see him then. IT WAS HAPPENING. I grabbed a water bottle and half filled it with vodka. I needed some liquid courage for this one. I got dressed and started walking. Passing all of the families and couples lying in the sun, none of them knowing I was on my way to my first gay hookup. I make my way to his house, walk up the driveway and knock on the door. This balding stocking white man, with a bit of blonde/grey fur wearing only a towel opens the door. He leads me down a hall to a living room that has a big couch and a big screen tv that's playing porn off his laptop. Classy guy for sure. My heart is beating out of my chest. He tells me to take my clothes off, I do it, even though i'm just giving him a bj but whatever. He takes off his towel and out flops this gorgeous thick cock. I quickly drop to my knees. I am now an inch away from touching a penis for the first time ever. I'm taking it all in, he smells freshly showered (hot), his balls are shaved but he still has a thin trimmed bush (hot!), he's circumcised (sorry but hot!!!). I take it in my hand and immediately put his half hard head in my mouth. I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT!!! I'M SUCKING A COCK!!. I ask him to sit on the couch so i can get more comfortable. I put a cushion on the floor and knees between his legs as he sits back and puts the covid mask on.
I get my first real look at this hard cock, it's big. I don't mean in some insane porn way, but i never tough that all dicks are going to be thick and this was at least 7 inches. It was truly beautiful. Before i had a moment to think, i had it in my mouth. I was stroking it with my lips and tongue, i pushed it as deep as it could go. I was purely focused on his dick nothing else. I looked up once and he was watching the porn, i glanced over and the porn was pretty shitty. Some bad euro looking bisexual stuff i think. But i didn't care, all that was on my mind was sucking his dick. I kept going for what felt like 30 seconds but was probably like 10 minutes. I licked the shaft, sucked the balls, did everything i could. After some time i feel him tense and he makes a grunting sound. I didn't even think about what I would do when he came, that wasn't in my head at all, but suddenly i felt this rush of warmth fill my mouth. OMG, this complete stranger is cumming in my mouth! What the fuck do I do? I'll be straight up, i had to fight the urge to swallow it. Having this man cum from my blowjob sent such a rush through me, my body was immediately wanting to swallow it. But that was a bit much even for me, so after he emptied in my mouth (i made sure I sucked out ever last drop) i spit it into a towel nearby.
I sit bad and see the aftermath of my work. This slowly receding pipe wet and shiny, this dad bod man leaning back panting with a mask on. I stand up and start putting my clothes on. He stands and can just muster out "grrrr that was hot". "Fuck year it was" I reply. I get my shorts and shirt on, we walk to his front door, i throw my shoes on and walk away. Nothing else was said or needed to be said. As I walk along the beach back towards my hotel, that rented house grows smaller and smaller. Every image of what I went through is rushing through my mind. I walk past all the people enjoying their vacation, the locals offering me weed, None of them away that i have some mans cum on my lips. My heart is exploding in my chest, i just want to get back to my room. For what feels like a hour, I finally get back to my hotel room, i rush through the door and say to myself "did you really just do that????". I jump in the shower and use some mouthwash. Laying back in my bed, i have this unbelievable weightless feeling. This desire i've thought about for decades that I never thought I would have the guts to do, has been done. It was everything I could have every wanted it to me. I layed back in bed, pulled my own cock out and slowly made myself cum with the images of the man I took to calling "Mr Silver". THe rest of my day was a bit of a blur, i relaxed by the pool, I got dinner, I smoked some weed. Then that night, I got curious again and went back on Grindr and saw another guy suddenly message me. It took me 20 years to have my first penis, was I going to get a second just hours later?..........

The smells of my apartment floated across my nose as I basked in the windowsill. I know them all, the familiar smells of the man who lives here with me, the lemon-scented cleaners that he uses. How they mingle with the sounds and smells from the street below when he opens the windows. For a long time it was just the two of us, but then he began to act differently. Smell differently too. Like happy and scared and angry all at once. Soon after he began to bring a woman to the apartment with him. She was kind, but smelled pungent, something I couldn’t place but didn’t like. Whenever she gave me too much attention, the man made his mad-smell. Once, he even kicked me after she left. I learned to stay away from her.
Whenever the woman stayed overnight the man would sit up, watching her, smelling his confusing smells. Things stayed like that for a while, until the woman brought boxes and a dog. That was the smell I didn’t like. The dog was small, yappy and annoying. It would bark for hours. The man made his mad-smell often around the dog, but always the worst when the woman doted on it.
One day when she wasn’t there, the man took the dog into the bathroom. Over the dog’s barking, I heard him start the tub. Finally, after a few yips and splashes, all was quiet. The man came out with a dripping bag and left the apartment.
When the woman got home she laid on the couch and made lots of loud noises while the man held her. After a while she saw me and tried to hug me. I remembered the man’s kick and hid.
The woman began to change soon after that, her smells became different too. Then they brought home the small one. The man and woman both made happy smells and sounds over it.
The baby’s screech brings me back to the present. It sees my tail, slowly twitching in the sun, and reaches for it. The woman laughs and scoops the baby up, giving it a gentle kiss. A familiar scent washes over me and I snap to attention. The man stands nearby, glowering at the two. Lately his mad-scent has come back. He walks over to the woman and smiles, taking the baby, but still smelling the same. She looks different, dressed in loud shoes and smells floral. She gives the man and baby a lingering kiss and leaves the apartment.
The man paces around the apartment for a few minutes after she leaves with the baby in his arms. I’m confused, the woman is gone, but he’s still making the mad-scent. He puts the baby on the ground and sits on the couch, staring at it. Eventually, it starts to cry. He sighs, and picks it up. He walks to the bathroom and closes the door behind him. My hackles rise as I hear him turn on the tub.

I joined the USR when it was in its infancy, in the year 2020. This was during the Golden Age of the USR and Almendria, I guess a bit out of peer pressure and a bit out of the desire to be special and part of "something" I decided to stick with it. For a while it was good I was special and I was treated well and nothing was wrong, to be honest, my life was far easier. I always had friends, people feared and respected me who I knew IRL, I had the best substances money could buy, plenty of hot girls, basically anything anyone a teenager in high school could ask for. Kazzi was the first person from the Almendrian government which I met, followed by McKeen and Tizian. Something you need to understand is that Kazzi has always been with Almendria the same goes for McKeen, every time either of them have every "betrayed" Tizian, it has all been a plan. Its all a psyop. Tizian, Kazzi, and McKeen all know one another IRL also - the whole "McKeen lives in RhOdE IsLaNd" is all a lie all three of them are in Argentina. I don't have much time as I'm writing this and still need to pack my things, my parents have given me an hour to pack my things and leave their house - I'm in Argentina also so there is a high likelihood I'll end up like everyone else who has gone against Almendria, so heres my final fuck you to Tizian - a full exposure into Almendria.
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Questions and Answers:
Here are my questions and answers about Almendria...AKA the USR.
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Who are Tizian, McKeen, and Kazzi:
None of these are their real names, they'd be too foolish to use their real names. "Terry McKeen III" is a real person who lives in Rhode Island, this has been confirmed its just that his identity has been stolen. This creates a rather airtight straw man for the identity of "McKeen". Tizian and Kazzi are most certainly aliases created. They are some of the most evil people on this planet and are more evil than any politician you see on TV without any doubt in my mind.
How did I join the USR?
I joined in the USR during a massive mass-recruiting "mass drive" program which was launched by their government. They gave me various monetary rewards in exchange for me staying, and threatened all sorts of punishment if I was disloyal. One notable example was when I had a crush on this one girl who was the Captain of my High Schools Cheer Team and they manipulated her (without my knowledge) into having Oral with me and when I discussed leaving the USR threatened to have her block me and "expose me" to our whole school. Some other things they gave me was a free PC which otherwise would've costed me $2,500 - this fucking thing was choke full of Malware for the record and it was even used to gain access to my WiFi and spy on my parents.
What is the USR, really?
Nothing which it claims to be. It's not a Micronation, its a Secret Society. The name "Almendria" has been seen on records dating back to the 1900's. Now, is the same Almendria which we deal with today the same one from the 1900's? I doubt it, but it is the same group of people running it. Not the people from that time of course, but their successors successors successors successors successor. The name "Tizian" also goes back to the 1900's, this leads me to believe that Tizian is a name passed on from leader to leader of the USR. The aims of the group are to serve the interests of the Leadership, nothing more nothing less.
Why have Tizian and Kazzi "betrayed" Tizian before?
Thats how the USR works, its a King of the Hill on a Mountain of Mud situation. If the pinnacle looks weak than the others will make a move to take his or her place, thats how most criminal syndicates work except for ones with religious commandments which is where McKeenism and Socialism come into place within the USR. The pinnacle of the USR always claims to be hundreds, if not thousands of years old, and know the truth about humanity, the world, etc. - but this is laughable. The oldest and furthest dating back the current iteration of the USAlmendria is a decade or two old at most, it likely was formed in 2016.
What is the "Shadow Gov't"?
Who here as heard of the illuminati or New World Order? Well it is essentially that but for Almendria. I don't know who the people in charge of the USAlmendria truly are but I highly doubt it is McKeen, Tizian, Kazzi, etc. Thats the thing when it comes to opposition movements within the USR. They talk about being "Anti-McKeen", "Anti-Almendrian", etc. but they are not the real enemy the real enemy are the people who are the puppet masters behind the puppets. McKeen is young money and so is Tizian, although they may have some **VERY LITTLE** power, McKeen is almost certainly the most powerful of the two. He's smarter.
What did you do for the SG?
I would essentially work as a recruiter and would find new ""slaves"" to work for the USR, this was done by giving teenagers (boys specifically) shoes, designer clothes, status, women, electronics, etc.
How much influence does the USR have?
It's safe for me to say that this subreddit has at least half of its moderation staff infiltrated. Almost every Micronation and major online community has been infiltrated either fully or somewhat. Fontasia was a shill created, the same goes for Faltree. The MA, LIN, GUM, etc. are all the same. Their all controlled by one group - the USR's SG and their in chagr eof
LAST NOTE - I NEED TO LEAVE NOW AND AM BEING KICKED OUT - FUCK YOU TZIAN, FUCK YOU MCKEEN FUCK YOU ALL AN FUCK THE SHILLS """FIGHTING""" AGINST U ALL TO THE REAL PEOPLE AGAINST THE USR AND ALM NEVER FUCKING STOP FIGHTING DO NOT LET THE SUFFERING OF ANYONE BE IN VEIN OR FORGOTTEN

I was the kid that parents had to keep away from fire. I had a bad habit of getting too close and almost falling in. I couldn’t help myself. My eyes were lured to the collapsing spires of flame that poked and pried into my skin. I’d danced like an idiot atop the bricks of the fireplace; a jester dancing over the guillotine. I ate too much chocolate, I drank too much apple juice. Every action I ever took repeated, and nothing I did ever mattered. The time I wasted.
I was a smart kid but never a prodigy. I was too scared to snowboard on the big hill and too aloof to ever attempt improvement. I could’ve been a boy genius; I could've done everything right. But every day on the slopes I’d huddle by the fire pit or the hotel radiator and have a shallow laugh with my fill of food and drink while the mountain behind me sat unconquered.
Boarded-up windows sprinkled with shattered glass; draped arms of fabric extend reaching for rumpled still skin between a hotel comforter. The wall is starting to cave in. Gold woven from red string lines the walls tied to fickle thumbtacks. Fingers longer than life tug tight across each other to tighten a blanket as a thick black forms on the tips. Snow pelts my body and every breath begins to feel like a fight against the wind. My time is running out.
An unmistakable chime of assorted keys echoed through a husk of a hotel room. A monochrome filter sapped the life from the walls; lit by sunlight muffled by the incoming snow packing itself tightly against the windows. The bed was once alive with the bouncing of its spring but now sits stationary like an embalmed corpse. Paintings’ insouciant frames drooled over the bed on walls that felt like the inside of a broken guitar, as any resonant melody had already echoed for the last time. But all of the melancholy is a shallow distraction. I am not here to reminisce. I am here to work.
I pulled out the chair that seemed so much lighter than I remember and set up my laptop on the desk. A forgettable speech about “stoichiometry” clouded my mind. My neck instinctually twitched away from the thought to the rest of a spruce desk. As I typed, the voice melded into the hum of the radiator when I turned my view to an open book that slid into my hands like woolen gloves, the words came to life in my thoughts. Every word read filled the hotel room with thick yellow smoke. Its warmth grazed my skin in a quick flurry lingering on each hair follicle. The warm themes pulsed life into all of the furniture; the room’s ribcage compressed and exhaled, illuminating everything with the glow of a spattering fireplace that maintained for the next few hours. The book’s words kept me occupied, the dense story nourished me like a hearty holiday turkey that thawed me from the cold.
A sudden shock of bedsprings interrupts birds chirping. Sunlight still bled through the snow but somehow by a miracle one ray found its way directly into my fucking retina. Goddamn it. That was a mistake. I forgot to study. If I were better, I would’ve studied.
The sharp edge of a thick book releases and unsticks from the inside of my palm. Thick paper and words weighed on my lap as I fell in view of a sheet of glass that revealed a person whom I didn't recognize. An unfamiliar reflection; I felt as if I had caught a monster, a peculiar cryptid revealed upon an unsuspecting bystander. Piked bones jutted inside the skin too thin. Urchined hair crept upon a spine arched like a predator. The blood on my face fled to escape straight to my throat; the blockade flooded guilt into my body as each heartbeat felt like it was literally killing me. But it just watched me, its eyes beamed with anger and fear; it froze my insides solid. A sharp wind cut my ears and interrupted my gaze to the window. I rushed to close the gaping hole, spilling cold air, which was followed by the crunch of glass against my shoe. The room began to spin. A brief clear revealed two asynchronous drops of water hitting the ground. This isn't acceptable—none of it.
I can fix all of it. It’s possible I promise, my red thread pulls on the cheap wallpaper but the connection is clear. Graphs, Stats, Tables, and Schedules paint a self-assured plan for success. A spider spinning a red web carves its message into the walls. My many fingers scatter to fix all of my problems. Consistency is key. Every minute accounted for, red letters keep me accountable. I watch as the red second hand on the clock stares at me like the sharp edge of a knife.
The walls are getting thinner. The windows keep breaking. Every time I fix them as best as I can but a villainous cold seems to follow me. But it will all be over soon, my temporary stay here will be complete and I will be ready to face the world smart, stronger, and better. They will know my name. I’ll go somewhere warmer.
I feel so refined, so free of fatigue. Day by day, Night by night. Pride in every step. My skin dawns chrome. Every choice is good. Every choice makes sense. What makes sense must be good. My skin shines in premium efficiency. I lost my taste. I don’t know what I like. It doesn’t matter. My dog died recently. I can’t remember when. My fingers are getting colder. I can’t really feel them anymore. They still work. I will too.
WindSpeed: 72 km/h Visibility: <0.4 km H: 6° L: -20° FuelReserves: low
I spun gold but hay shines dim in the dark. Gilded twine keeps me moving but wherever that may be has lost its meaning. Every thumbtack stays so firm on the wall they paint red in my eye. They itch, but I am too cold to waste my energy scratching them. Breaths draw shorter. The wind gets stronger. Blackened hands, sift through snowed sands; Icarus to the sun. The wool, hay, and gold, torn apart, melt in my hands. Maybe I should spend some time by the fire.
Every choice I make cannot be a means to an end, my hands will never be frozen again.

número uno: I’m super cool and fun and I’m very nice! Also I’m pretty open minded as well! I’m not gonna sit here and judge you for your race, interests, gender, religion, political ideology or anything of that nature. I promise you when it comes to having best friends you’re in a safe space to be yourself
número dos: I’m really silly, I love making inside jokes, making people laugh and being myself around people I’m close with! If you’re my bestie there definitely will be endless memes, random funny videos (tiktok, yt) and goofy conversations (don’t be surprised if I bully you tho 😈)
número tres: I have many many awesome things to talk about! It’s a perk of having cool interests (more on that later) I try not to be a dry texter and a lot of time if the conversation needs it I’ll send paragraphs
número cuatro: I’m a good listener and you can vent to me or cry in my arms. But just know I also have my moments and need to cry as well so let’s have mutual support for each other!
número cinco: I’ll be your bestie forever and ever, I just ask that you put in the same effort as I do for you. Don’t want things to feel one sided

if you’re interested in a longer more thorough explanation of myself then keep reading below

You can call me Nae, I’m turning 18 in august and right now I’m still a senior in high school (summer school) but I will graduate this year. I’m a Leo if that matters, my favorite color is pink(if pink didn’t exist it would be red) I’m definitely an ambivert, and random but my favorite food is sushi!
Interests/Hobbies

• I love music, I feel I’m a music enthusiast, I honestly love listening to a mixture of different genres and styles. I love rock, metal, pop, rap and r&b but for the sub genres I really really love alt rock, psychedelic, grunge, shoegaze, indie, punk, post- hardcore, neo-soul, k pop (recently got back into it), conscious hip-hop, alt hip hop, nu metal, alt metal, death metal, black metal, metalcore and then random mixture genres like metal gaze (metal + shoe gaze mixed), death core, black gaze, the list goes on lol (I can be talk about music for hours)
  
• I like watching tv shows specifically anime but I will also watch non animes. My favorite anime is attack on titan and favorite genres of anime/tv is shonen, action, romance, comedy, drama and fantasy
  
• I play video games! Rn I’m playing apex, Fortnite, r6s and Tekken7. But I also at times play Minecraft, Skyrim , the sims etc etc I play on PlayStation 4. I’m more of an online game person tho
  
• I love fashion! I’m really intrigued by alt/soft goth type clothing, with a hint of girly pink and y2k. Rn my closet is boring but in my spirit I dress how I want. I’m just broke but once I start going back to work and specifically when I turn 18 I’ll start wearing things that are my actual style!
  

I’m looking for the people who maybe share similar interests, actually want to form a friendship and are down to grow close together. If you have discord that’s great! Also for an icebreaker maybe send your music playlist or just random song recommendations and we’ll go from there!!!!
Dmmmmm I don’t bite I promise you

I just don't even know where to begin right now. So I'm going to apologize in advance for the rambling. The last year has been hell. My husband, sweet, sweet man that he is, is just far too trusting. He's been burnt so many times by jobs and this past year was no exception. Prior to that, he'd had a pretty good job with an actually good car sales lot. But the microchip shortages killed sales which means his income plummeted. So he got more or less conned into joining a solar panel sales company. They promised he'd make six figures, blah blah blah. But the management never properly trained and so he was struggling and muddling through and despite watching all of this coworkers quitting and leaving, he just thought if he could hold on a little longer it would start panning out.
At the same time, my situation also started to fall down a steep slope. I'm disabled and therefore I'm the WAHP who is self-employed. I have a commercial photography studio and so most of my clients are small businesses that were also being hit hard by the shortages and rapidly increasing costs of goods, so they stopped being able to afford my services. Well, around the 6-month mark, we hit rock bottom as our savings had evaporated and we started missing payments on things. Apparently one of which was a car payment that we've thought had been caught up since--psyke! They repo'd the car two nights ago. Which is roughly three weeks after he got wrongfully fired from his job.
So we've been burning through the teeny tiny amount of savings we'd managed to rebuild while he's been job searching and trying to hire a labor attorney to go after the 10ks in lost wages because the job was commission based and there were outstanding jobs that hadn't been completed yet. But even if the whole wage theft thing pans out, that's likely a year or more battle. It's not going to happen in the next 29 days. Hell, we haven't even gotten the first unemployment check yet. And while he's been lining up multiple interviews every single day, it takes time to sift through all the scams and just not at all okay jobs to find the ones that are legit. I might pull my hair out if he gets sucked into one more MLM/pyramid scheme interview.
Meanwhile, our kids' dance recital is this Sunday and our son's shoes were in the boot of the repo'd car. So husband had to make a 6hr round trip to go get our stuff back out of the car today. So that's gas and fees we honestly can't afford but we have to because how do you punish a 7yo for all of this? We can't even fathom why the repo lot is sooo far away when we live less than an hour from a major city. And dance for this kid is his life. He begs us to spend more time in the dance studio. He joined cheer because it's kinda like dance. He's on the spectrum and dance and cheer have basically been his OT. We see that all of the growth and improvement he's had in the last two years have all been thanks to dance/cheer. We have lucked into having amazing teachers/coaches for him who get him and it's been an absolute godsend. We went from having a kid who would scream and freak out and would be inconsolable for up to an hour the second he had any opposition and who couldn't ever sit still to a kid who now has mastery over his own body and more often than not, remembers to breathe when things get hard--and he's typically consolable within 10 minutes. When our finances hit the fan in December, I started bartering and trading with the dance school so that we wouldn't have to pull the kids out of classes. I've been literally sewing dance costumes for some of the kids, and altering even more to help keep our account there balanced. Fortunately cheer is through the school and not horribly overpriced and honestly everything for the summer was paid for before my husband lost his job because I'd had a higher paying client in April that gave us some flexibility in our budget. That allowed me to breath a little easier knowing I wouldn't have to yank him out of the activities that he not only loves, but kind of needs in his life. It's either dance/cheer or OT, but there's a nearly 2 year waiting list for OT and currently no health insurance anyway. But I honestly have no idea how I'm even going to get him to practices now that we lost the second car.
We created a GoFundMe and honestly, if you can't donate, I totally understand. But I would be forever grateful and appreciate it if you could even just share it. We know it's an insane long shot that we might be able to raise the money needed to get the car back and get the rest of our utilities balanced, but if we could pull it off, it would make a world of difference for our kids. We don't live in a "walkable" city by any stretch of the imagination. The grocery store is a 20min drive away. So if my husband's new job requires him to work anywhere that's not home, the kids and I will be effectively trapped at home. And a lot of the jobs that he's being offered want him working 6 days a week either in their office or literally driving around doing effectively door to door sales. We won't be able to grocery shop, take them to activities, the well visit doctor's appointment that's scheduled for them in three weeks, etc. And because the car market is still bonkers, even trying to buy a beater car will cost us thousands and with the repo on the credit report, we will need to pay for it in cash.

Hello, I have Planter fasciitis since 2 years and tried everything but not healing. I am willing to try and spend money on anything that works.
Background, I started new retail job in Jan 2020 where i have to stand up all day 8-10 hours. first 2 months later I switched to sketchers goga-max since it was comfortable and after 1 year in 2021 starting I started to get very mild heel pain initially which over the time of two years has worsen to a point that I avoid standing at all. Last year I had to switch my job where I can seat for some time.
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Things I have tried:
after a year of mild pain. I started by throwing away old shoes and with new sketchers I used drug store insole. which did not help so I went to foot clinic where they gave me custom insole where they make you stand up on something and make custom insole there. and dr asked me to change shoes to nike which i did nut after that first appointment it has never improved. I also tired other doctor which scan ypur foot with laser and make custom insole which did not work either. I went to food doctor poditirist. he gave me $500 insoles and show me generic exercise where strech calf muscle again wall. which made pain even worst than ever. meanwhile birkenstock help in some cases now i can not even use that. now cheap air jordan filp flops works well everything else give me pain through out the day with or without standing
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pain started in heel bottom but now mostly through out the food mostly whole back part and front part where foot touch ground. now pain is burning and shooting. most of the day if no pain there is numbness.
i recently started streching form one long post on reddit but seeing no improvement yet BUT FINGER CROSSES. IF SOMEONE recovered from this agony wants to help me, i will appreciate