Ma mama mom bruh svg

It’s only half a lie? 😘

Kanina lang gumawa yung mom ko ng strawberry shake. Sobrang smooth and creamy; naalala ko tuloy childhood ko nung nasa Cebu pa kami. Ever since I tasted that strawberry shake back when I was 11 years old, nothing ever compared to my mom's strawberry shake.
Sa future wife ko, hon sorry, wag ka sana mafrustrate kapag sinabi ko na the best yung strawberry shake ni mama. It isn't meant to belittle you or anything; kasi para sa akin yung shake ni mama holds a really special place in my memories :))
hehehe yun lang. Sana masarap ulam niyo!

I (25 f) have an ex (31 m) from about 2 years ago who has a wife of 9 years and a 2 yr old son. He did tell me he had a child from a previous relationship but he lied about being married.
We broke up when I caught on to too many red flags about his relationship with his baby mama (actually his wife), and went no contact. Sure enough, I was right. A few months after we broke up his wife reached out to me on Instagram, having found pictures of him and I in his phone, and I gave her the whole story. I felt so guilty, as my actions had indirectly hurt her, while also feeling mortified having been "the other woman." She felt too embarrassed to tell her mom and sisters and I felt empathetic to her position, so I let her reach out to me when she needed support for about 2 months. I tried to encourage her to go to therapy and make a plan to leave him. However, it got to a point that I wanted to move on and not talk about the situation anymore. I told her that I have told her everything, what she does now is up to her, but I didn't want any involvement so i can't communicate anymore, then I blocked her and made my personal account private. Then she flipped a switch. She must've confronted him after this and he must've manipulated the story to her because she sent spiteful, mean messages after that, each message from a new, fake account she created. The messages would include calling me names and accusing me of trying to get back with him, which confused me because I had been on no contact with him since we broke up. She has been doing this on and off for the past year and a half. I had not done anything to stop it because everytime I considered taking legal action, the messages stopped. I hadn't heard in awhile until recently, she now has contacted my current boyfriend (25 m), having found him through my business account (don't know how she found out that was my business account) telling him I'm a bitch, he deserves better, and to break up with me. I filled in my boyfriend on the situation long before this, so he has my back and is supportive of however I want to handle this. I had him reply to her that if she contacts either of us and anyone associated with us that we would take legal action, but now I'm thinking that would affect their kids who are innocent in all of this. AITA?

As someone who has experienced commitment issues an ended up in therapy, I'd like to share some personal insights related to Vanessa and Xander and an unhealthy relationship cycle my therapist called the "distancer pursuer game". This is long, bear with me. Often, a person with commitment issues tends to attract others with commitment issues. As an example, I'd like to share a bit of my personal experience. When I was in my early 20s this manifested in a relationship similar to what Xander and Yoli seemed to experience with Vanessa and Mal. I also issued an ultimatum, which was unsuccessful and we broke up (without the painful experience of a reality TV show appearance thankfully). From there I went on to find a new love interest, who invited me to move to Europe with them for a year long adventure trip, very exciting. However, when my ex-partner heard about this, they were suddenly inspired to love bomb me and dropped the long awaited proposal. Foolishly, I accepted. We married. it didn't work out. Years later, I found myself in a similar relationship with another partner who didn't want to commit. Confused and hurting, I went to a therapist to understand why I was locked into a pattern of some sort Ultimately, I learned that it wasn't all about my partners who wouldn't commit. I was attracted to these relationships because I wasn't ready for commitment either. I was trapped in a cycle of distancing myself or pursuing a partner who was distancing themselves from me, this is where the go away-come closer game comes in. According to my therapist, the distancer pursuer game happens when two people either consciously or unconsciously need to distance themselves from a love interest. They may not feel safe. Things may be too intense, or they may fear getting their heart broken again. Sometimes, a partner doesn't want to fully commit pretends to just be "confused" constantly. What often happened for me in this unhealthy cycle is I'd find myself chasing after someone and wanting more. That person would allow me closer and then pull away, or ignore me. I would feel the urge to chase them more, to make demands, to beg or issue ultimatums. I felt horrible and trapped. Like Xander and Yoli, I wanted someone to "pick" me, to me my "hell yes". What my therapist taught me is to stop chasing people and let go. If a partner says they're confused about their feelings, I had to learn to believe them and let them go. Then the oddest thing happened. Once I stopped pursuing that person, they morphed into the pursuer, as happened most clearly with Vanessa. At one point, Vanessa and Zander meet with Vanessa's dad. Vanessa says she's changed her mind and now is ready for marriage. Her dad tells her something along the lines of it's not love that is motivating you, it's your ego. Perhaps that's true. I do think he's correct that in that if Xander had signaled she still wanted to be with Vanessa, the roles would've reversed and Vanessa would've started distancing herself again. Yoli and Mal seemed to be caught in this cycle as well in that when Yoli stopped chasing Mal is when Mal decided to propose. But, in the end it still didn't work out. Yoli mentioned this after the proposal, questioning why it took putting Mal's back "against the wall" before Mal was ready to make a commitment. I suspect it was when Yoli stopped chasing Mal that Mal felt the urge to become the pursuer. But, in the end it appears when Mal saw the show and realized that Yoli wasn't honest about many things she felt betrayed and they broke up. Personally, I suspect Yoli was just being immature and may not even realize how badly she hurt both Mal and Xander. The whole distancer pursuer dance between these couples really broke my heart for everyone involved. It can really be a painful and confusing experience. Personally, I really felt myself reflected in Xander most clearly, As for me, through therpay I manage to break free of these patterns. I eventually found a wonderful partner and stopped chasing unhealthy relationships. It wasn't easy and at one point I almost ruined the relationship because of my doubts and immaturity. It took time. I was lucky my partner was patient with me. It seemed to me Xander and Yoli seemed to be authentically in love and had an opportunity to break free from their commitment issues. They seemed hugely compatible in that they both wanted to get married and create a family together. Xander brought financial resources to the table that would enable them to begin that journey. (FWIW, getting pregnant after you're 35 years old greatly increases the chance of having a child with birth defects, most specifically downs syndrome.) Yet, despite having found that, Yoli chose to walk away. It really was heartbreaking. I watched Xander's face when Yoli told her she was engaged to Mal and felt great empathy for her pain. I noticed that after Xander walked away, Yoli felt compelled to chase after her one more time for a final hug This could be seen as her wish for Xander to keep chasing her, to "fight for her", and continue the game. In my humble opinion, Yoli threw away a chance to break free of her commitment issues and start a family. Real love is rare. It's a gift. And, it's a gift that not everyone receives or if you are lucky enough to find it, it may not last. After nine years and finally starting a family with my true love, cancer took all that away and I ended up a widow. I am now a single mom planning to my MA and become a counselor so I can help other people struggling with grief and commitment issues. I would love to hear other people's personal experiences with these type of issues and how the show reflected your journey. Thanks for reading all of this.

When Conor’s stepmom Syren complains about having to take care of the house chores, he’s scared that she might want to leave his dad, so he asks if there’s anything he can do to help. Syren says he could massage her to help her relax, so Conor agrees and starts with her shoulders, but the next thing he knows, he’s playing with step-mommy’s titties and exploring her shaved pussy!"

**** I found a suicide letter written by me almost 4 years ago. Can't believe that as a person who should be the one giving hope and counsel to others, I myself felt hopeless and tired. What really helped me though, was talking.. to anyone. I am glad that I was able to shed off my facade and show my bruises and wounds. *****
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If you are reading this, then that means that I have succeeded (hopefully) with what I have intended to do. I was too much of a coward that’s why it took long. Finally, I summoned all the courage that I thought I didn’t have and did what I should have done long ago.
I am sorry if you are reading this in such a circumstance. I am sorry if I brought pain but trust me. This will be the last time. However, I do not wish for you to endure it for too long, so please, try to let go of me… I did.
I won’t tell you the reasons why I have decided to do it. There are no reasons… there is only one… I am tired. I am sure you are going to ask or push further to know why. But that’s just it. I cannot reason no more with myself let alone give myself one. So whatever it is this frickin’ world gave me that had me decide to end it all, maybe I’ll know it beyond the grave. That way, you don’t have to worry about asking for an explanation, because no one knows the answer.
Funny, I am writing this and I am not feeling any remorse for what I will do (or with what I have done). So enough.
Papa and Mama: You were the greatest wings I had. I wish I could soar the skies and still bask in the peacefulness of the horizon, even if it was for a moment. But some things, like smoking, have got to stop. The horizon just got narrow and darker. It pulled me further away from you. You know how much I love you and I can only imagine the immensity of the pain and the shame I will put you through after doing this. Know that I am sorry, but I can fly no more.
Sister: You take care of papa and mama and all of the animals in our kingdom. Haha. Have time for our relatives. You can find friends anywhere. But you’ll only have one true family. Our relatives from all over are interested to know you. In the end, it is only in the family that we can find true refuge when all our so-called friends are gone. And please, avoid going home too late in the evening. You are young and you have lots of things to discover. Talk to papa and mama. Do not be like me. And never forget to say to them that you love them. Never miss any chance for it counts. You should be afraid dear sister. For they will be gone too, we know not how or when. They are not getting any younger. But what holds value the most are the memories you share with them. Fill it with love and laughter, and be happy even if I am no longer around.
Best friend: I will not mention your name for you know who you are. I am sorry if I was not able to tell you anything. I was letting it all go with my statuses and cryptic posts because I did not want you to worry too much. I thought I could handle it by being funny and finding excuses. I had to fool myself because I knew that I can never explain what I felt. You are a great friend, contrary to how I was to you. I thank God for our friendship, it just happened, neither of us asked nor demanded it. But I am moving on. You should continue to inspire others… you have inspired an unworthy person such as me.
My counselor: You were one of the most amazing people I have met. I would gladly return to my younger self and repeat all those sessions that we had. The short encounters when I was sharing with you were moments that I treasured. I thank you for everything ma’am. I am sorry, it had to end this way.
For the rest, live your lives well.
Priesthood is wonderful. It is for men. For STRONG men. Sorry, I cannot be a man nor be strong enough to see it to the end. I can only do much. I am done. I am thankful. I am tired. I had enough.
My name was Jing. A trying hard writer, trying hard singer, and a trying-hard poet. I was a religious, priest. Adieu!

Like, I was talking to my mom about eating disorders the other night(I’m recovered from one) and I was saying how, like, kids are impressionable and stuff and how the littlest things can leave an impression, even if it’s not directed at them and that can have them end up with an eating disorder and that’s why you gotta be super careful. We’d gotten on the topic of calorie counting and I was saying how it shouldn’t be taught as something you should have to ever do unless, like, medically it makes sense or whatever(nuance, nuance, nuance, blah, blah, blah, other reasons, other reasons). Like, how in school, they’ll have projects where you count your calories for a week and even if that doesn’t directly lead to an eating disorder, depending on how it’s taught, it can imprint a lot of unhealthy ideals in people and normalize them but she just wasn’t able to fully say she agreed cause she counts calories herself. Like, she kept trying to justify it’s importance. And from what I’m aware of, it’s not in an unhealthy way, she’s not disordered, but it’s just a little frustrating, ya know? I’ll talk about how diet culture gets ingrained in everyone but she also refuses to acknowledge where it’s affected her. And again, it’s not in an unhealthy way, but there’s still the whole shame aspect of it because, like, she’ll eat a dessert or something and she’ll say something that would justify having it and it’s like, you don’t need a reason! You can just have it! And I empathize with her position because even though I’m recovered, I still have a lot of normalized things that gave been ingrained in me but I at least acknowledge that, even though it’s hard to break from the lingering habits.
Another occasion(I’m being super vague on purpose, I hope this isn’t confusing): I listen to these series of recordings and Person A has been shown to have, like, disordered habits that have set off my alarms many-a time before. It was actually quite jarring cause the way they’ve talked about their disordered behavior is exactly how I sounded when I was deep in my ED. And with how their friends on the recording, especially Person B has talked about them and their habits, showing what appears to be genuine concern about it, I would be surprised if A didn’t have an ED. I hope they don’t but especially with what their friends have said about them…Like, I don’t know them but…
Anyway, moving on, B was talking with this other person, Person C, on a different series of recordings and, like, exercising and diet comes up and a lot of stuff is mentioned that’s, like, SUPER obsessive about health, not necessarily in a disordered way, to clarify, I am not claiming anything about C, but ya know, the point is that it’s really intense stuff, some of which isn’t healthy(nuance, nuance, nuance), in my opinion, and other stuff that, like, definitely isn’t something to aspire to. B is being polite but is also implicitly like, “Yeah, yeah…but I don’t think this is very healthy or good,” about, like, the very clearly unhealthy stuff(which I appreciate) and they mention A and their disordered behavior and how, like, it’s not good and they need to eat and stuff, etc, and B also mentions how he was glad, though, that the other night that A did actually eat insert food here but C is just like, “They ate insert food here? Oh, I don’t eat that,” and then C is, like, discussing whether if A didn’t do the things they’re doing, they’d be heavier and it’s like(no hate to C, like, I get it, diet culture is ingrained in us all but also)- Bruh. Like, B was talking about this in a way where, like, it was clearly not a good thing and C kinda brushed past that and it’s just- Oy, you can at least like, acknowledge that that isn’t good or just move on from the subject, but especially don’t feed into it!
I dunno, it’s just always so awkward and kinda frustrating. I don’t even know what my point is here or what this means but yeah, it’s just kinda frustrating, I guess. It also just makes me kinda sad, ya know? There’s so much shame and fear that’s ingrained in us from a young age and it’s just…it makes me sad. Cause, like, I’ve talked to kids who already talk about diet stuff and burning calories. My sister once said about dieting, “I don’t need to worry about this yet.” Like, no, you don’t need to worry about that period! And seeing this stuff brushed off for the sake of one’s own habits is…Ugh. Anyway, that’s all. Also, gotta say, thank you, Person B. They’ve talked about disordered eating and diet culture stuff in a way I really, really respect and it means a lot to me to hear people talking about and having an awareness of this stuff. It’s cool.

They should still be here. They should be with us. My mom should have gotten to meet her grand babies. My dad should be living in this house that he worked to make nice, not me...
I'm 32 and an orphan. It's so fucking unfair.
Dad died at 61. He was diagnosed with cancer just 2 days after loosing his ability to walk. 2 weeks before that he was mowing his lawn and had planted a garden. But it was aggressive. So, so aggressive. And the doctor wouldn't take his pain seriously and do imaging until he lost his ability to walk.
Mama was 2 days shy of 51 in 2013. . She made it through the surgery. She should have been okay. But a stupid fucking imaging tech walked out on her whilst she was sedated in an mri machine. She had told him she felt sick. He didn't listen. He walked out to go get a coffee, leaving a new nurse unsupervised. My mom threw up and aspirated to death.
They should be here. That they aren't due to failings from their respective doctors has made it difficult for me to trust most medical professionals.
The icing on the shit cake? I had to have a surgery because another doctor fucked up. He couldn't find the iud I told him I had 2 years ago, and rather than tell me that, he just threw in a second one. Well, the first migrated. I had to have it removed surgically. I'm physically okay, but my trust in doctors is shaken- again. If I hadn't gone to the er for other issues and had a CT done, they might not have found it before it hurt me...

Everyone discusses the wonders of venturing beyond their comfort zone and pursuing their true passion by starting a business. However, the challenges of doing so and not achieving success are rarely acknowledged.
I acquired a business loan, a commercial space with an attached apartment, and established a bakery. Unfortunately, I failed to attract any customers despite my many attempts with Facebook ads, radio ads, & even renting out billboards. Not a single customer ever entered my doors. It's not like my baking is subpar (not to boast) but I don't even have anyone willing to give it a chance. Perhaps small businesses struggle to survive and flourish in the face of the convenience offered by online shopping.
My mother requested a cake for her upcoming birthday in a month, expressing her desire to be my first customer and she will pre-order. However, I find the idea of my mother bailing me out again and being my first customer just embarrassing, and I want to avoid it at all costs. As a result, my funds and ambition are depleting.
One night, I found myself self-destructing as I indulged in a late-night snack of my own creations. After consuming two cupcakes, I experienced a severe stomach ache, a common occurrence after eating sweet baked goods, which is why I rarely indulge in them, especially late at night. Ironically, as a baker, I can barely enjoy my own baked goods. It feels like a curse.
Devastated by my significant failures and this terrible stomach ache, I was contemplating the wreckage of my life until I was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door of my bakery at 1 am. I anxiously wondered who would be here at such an ungodly hour. Although I initially planned to disregard the circumstances and not open the door, curiosity got the better of me, and I peered through the peephole.
To my surprise, I found a friendly-looking man in an elegant suit and tie, sporting a bowler cap. He had slicked-back hair, glasses, and a warm, welcoming smile. He held a present wrapped in blue paper with a pink bow on top.
A compulsion must have overcome me because I opened the door to a stranger at 1 am.
"Hello there, please accept my apologies for the late arrival. I just returned to town and wanted to offer a gift to the newest small business in town. Small businesses are a rarity nowadays due to the boom of online shopping. I hope this gift serves as encouragement for you to persevere. I understand how challenging it can be to achieve success, and perhaps this gift will assist you on your journey," he proclaimed.
I was so taken back by the elegant man and his captivating speech that I stood there in disbelief. Not a word escaped my lips as I reached out to receive the generously offered present.
The man smiled, tipped his hat, addressed me as "ma'am," and departed. And that was it.
Feeling shaken by the peculiar encounter, I returned inside and sat down at my table, unwrapping the mysterious gift. Inside, I found a card and a black book. The card read, "Sometimes, it's not about marketing. If something is remarkable enough, people will naturally gravitate towards it." I opened to the middle of the black book, and started flipping through the pages, scanning its contents.
To my disappointment, I realized I was looking at a cookbook.
I left the book wide open on the table in my bakery and retired to bed, feeling defeated. I couldn't fathom why I believed that the enigmatic man held the answer to all my problems, but for a brief moment, I entertained the delusion.
The following morning, I opened my bakery for the day, and started brewing coffee, I noticed the book once again. I stared at it intently until I finished my cup of coffee.
I picked up the book, Over the next couple of hours, I baked several recipes from the book, carefully reciting each ingredient out loud to avoid forgetting anything. I couldn't comprehend how these recipes could be significantly better than what I had been baking before, to the point where customers would seek me out. Yet, I was proven wrong. To my surprise, just as I finished icing a tray of cupcakes, I heard the bell on my bakery door, signaling the arrival of a customer.
"You've got to be kidding me," I thought to myself as a customer stepped into my bakery for the first time since I began my business, just as the card had predicted.
"Hello, I was walking by, and the irresistible aroma from your bakery compelled me to satisfy my sweet tooth. I couldn't resist coming in to see your delectable treats," the man said, his eyes widening as he beheld the assortment of pastries and cupcakes on my counter.
He purchased a box of cupcakes to go and went on his way.
I made my first sale, and joy overwhelmed me.
Gradually, I started earning some money, attracting a few customers each day, though nothing extravagant. I was finally beginning to achieve a meager profit.
However, what I truly needed were returning customers—people I could rely on to sustain my business for years to come. Despite the praises I received regarding the appearance and aroma of my goods, I had yet to witness a familiar face returning to make another purchase. This worried me.
Against my better judgment, one morning I decided to sample my new creations to ascertain whether the recipes the mysterious man had given me were genuinely exceptional.
They were incredible. I couldn't believe it. "This is the most exquisite cupcake I've ever tasted," I thought, holding a half-bitten cupcake at eye level, scrutinizing its perfection. However, my elation was short-lived as I soon experienced a stomach ache.
This didn't make any sense. I couldn't understand why, despite having numerous customers over the past month, not a single one had returned. Frustrated and confused, I concluded that I should sell a cake to my mom on her birthday because then I could at least receive some honest feedback after prying for a while for the truth.
I know, I know—it seems low to sell a cake to your own mom on her birthday. But you don't know my mom. She would insist on paying me regardless of whether she slipped money into my pocket or left it in my apartment's mail slot. Somehow, she would ensure I received the payment so it's easier this way.
So, I baked a cake for my mom. Although she arrived in town late that night, she insisted on having cake and ice cream. She came to my bakery at 12:30 am, and after catching up for a while, she eagerly anticipated trying her birthday cake. I adorned the cake with candles spelling out "2 & 1" and wished my mom a happy 21st birthday, which made her burst into laughter at the obvious lie. My mom treasured birthdays and always celebrated, no matter what.
I asked her to make a wish and watched as she leaned in to blow out the candles.
To my disbelief, my jaw dropped as I witnessed a colossal, open-mouth materialize on the cake with razor-sharp, shark-like teeth that swiftly engulfed my mother while she still had her eyes closed, beginning with her head, which caused her to be suspended upside down. Then, with its snake-like ability to stretch, its mouth widened to accommodate the rest of her body, and my mother disappeared with just a few jiggles.
The cake, now a monstrous bloated creature, turned to face me. It shouldn't have been able to see me, possessing only a giant mouth, and yet, its gaze bore into my soul.
I screamed in horror as the monstrous cake turned its attention toward me. In all the chaos that transpired, the black cookbook fell off the table and landed on the ground. Reminding me that this is how it all started, I darted for the book, ducked, and retrieved it, barely dodging a swift chomp from the cake-like creature, and fled outside overwhelmed and hysterical at the events that just unfolded that I'll never be able to live down.
"Now I understand why none of my customers returned, but I was around the baked goods as well, and I'm still here," I screamed frantically, tears streaming down my face. Thumbing through the book's pages, my eyes darted around until they landed on the first page, which bore a crucial warning:
Please read before using.
"Do not indulge in these delectable sweets after dark; the consequences of your sweet tooth may turn rotten."

Everyone discusses the wonders of venturing beyond their comfort zone and pursuing their true passion by starting a business. However, the challenges of doing so and not achieving success are rarely acknowledged.
I acquired a business loan, a commercial space with an attached apartment, and established a bakery. Unfortunately, I failed to attract any customers despite my many attempts with Facebook ads, radio ads, & even renting out billboards. Not a single customer ever entered my doors. It's not like my baking is subpar (not to boast) but I don't even have anyone willing to give it a chance. Perhaps small businesses struggle to survive and flourish in the face of the convenience offered by online shopping.
My mother requested a cake for her upcoming birthday in a month, expressing her desire to be my first customer and she will pre-order. However, I find the idea of my mother bailing me out again and being my first customer just embarrassing, and I want to avoid it at all costs. As a result, my funds and ambition are depleting.
One night, I found myself self-destructing as I indulged in a late-night snack of my own creations. After consuming two cupcakes, I experienced a severe stomach ache, a common occurrence after eating sweet baked goods, which is why I rarely indulge in them, especially late at night. Ironically, as a baker, I can barely enjoy my own baked goods. It feels like a curse.
Devastated by my significant failures and this terrible stomach ache, I was contemplating the wreckage of my life until I was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door of my bakery at 1 am. I anxiously wondered who would be here at such an ungodly hour. Although I initially planned to disregard the circumstances and not open the door, curiosity got the better of me, and I peered through the peephole.
To my surprise, I found a friendly-looking man in an elegant suit and tie, sporting a bowler cap. He had slicked-back hair, glasses, and a warm, welcoming smile. He held a present wrapped in blue paper with a pink bow on top.
A compulsion must have overcome me because I opened the door to a stranger at 1 am.
"Hello there, please accept my apologies for the late arrival. I just returned to town and wanted to offer a gift to the newest small business in town. Small businesses are a rarity nowadays due to the boom of online shopping. I hope this gift serves as encouragement for you to persevere. I understand how challenging it can be to achieve success, and perhaps this gift will assist you on your journey," he proclaimed.
I was so taken back by the elegant man and his captivating speech that I stood there in disbelief. Not a word escaped my lips as I reached out to receive the generously offered present.
The man smiled, tipped his hat, addressed me as "ma'am," and departed. And that was it.
Feeling shaken by the peculiar encounter, I returned inside and sat down at my table, unwrapping the mysterious gift. Inside, I found a card and a black book. The card read, "Sometimes, it's not about marketing. If something is remarkable enough, people will naturally gravitate towards it." I opened to the middle of the black book, and started flipping through the pages, scanning its contents.
To my disappointment, I realized I was looking at a cookbook.
I left the book wide open on the table in my bakery and retired to bed, feeling defeated. I couldn't fathom why I believed that the enigmatic man held the answer to all my problems, but for a brief moment, I entertained the delusion.
The following morning, I opened my bakery for the day, and started brewing coffee, I noticed the book once again. I stared at it intently until I finished my cup of coffee.
I picked up the book, Over the next couple of hours, I baked several recipes from the book, carefully reciting each ingredient out loud to avoid forgetting anything. I couldn't comprehend how these recipes could be significantly better than what I had been baking before, to the point where customers would seek me out. Yet, I was proven wrong. To my surprise, just as I finished icing a tray of cupcakes, I heard the bell on my bakery door, signaling the arrival of a customer.
"You've got to be kidding me," I thought to myself as a customer stepped into my bakery for the first time since I began my business, just as the card had predicted.
"Hello, I was walking by, and the irresistible aroma from your bakery compelled me to satisfy my sweet tooth. I couldn't resist coming in to see your delectable treats," the man said, his eyes widening as he beheld the assortment of pastries and cupcakes on my counter.
He purchased a box of cupcakes to go and went on his way.
I made my first sale, and joy overwhelmed me.
Gradually, I started earning some money, attracting a few customers each day, though nothing extravagant. I was finally beginning to achieve a meager profit.
However, what I truly needed were returning customers—people I could rely on to sustain my business for years to come. Despite the praises I received regarding the appearance and aroma of my goods, I had yet to witness a familiar face returning to make another purchase. This worried me.
Against my better judgment, one morning I decided to sample my new creations to ascertain whether the recipes the mysterious man had given me were genuinely exceptional.
They were incredible. I couldn't believe it. "This is the most exquisite cupcake I've ever tasted," I thought, holding a half-bitten cupcake at eye level, scrutinizing its perfection. However, my elation was short-lived as I soon experienced a stomach ache.
This didn't make any sense. I couldn't understand why, despite having numerous customers over the past month, not a single one had returned. Frustrated and confused, I concluded that I should sell a cake to my mom on her birthday because then I could at least receive some honest feedback after prying for a while for the truth.
I know, I know—it seems low to sell a cake to your own mom on her birthday. But you don't know my mom. She would insist on paying me regardless of whether she slipped money into my pocket or left it in my apartment's mail slot. Somehow, she would ensure I received the payment so it's easier this way.
So, I baked a cake for my mom. Although she arrived in town late that night, she insisted on having cake and ice cream. She came to my bakery at 12:30 am, and after catching up for a while, she eagerly anticipated trying her birthday cake. I adorned the cake with candles spelling out "2 & 1" and wished my mom a happy 21st birthday, which made her burst into laughter at the obvious lie. My mom treasured birthdays and always celebrated, no matter what.
I asked her to make a wish and watched as she leaned in to blow out the candles.
To my disbelief, my jaw dropped as I witnessed a colossal, open-mouth materialize on the cake with razor-sharp, shark-like teeth that swiftly engulfed my mother while she still had her eyes closed, beginning with her head, which caused her to be suspended upside down. Then, with its snake-like ability to stretch, its mouth widened to accommodate the rest of her body, and my mother disappeared with just a few jiggles.
The cake, now a monstrous bloated creature, turned to face me. It shouldn't have been able to see me, possessing only a giant mouth, and yet, its gaze bore into my soul.
I screamed in horror as the monstrous cake turned its attention toward me. In all the chaos that transpired, the black cookbook fell off the table and landed on the ground. Reminding me that this is how it all started, I darted for the book, ducked, and retrieved it, barely dodging a swift chomp from the cake-like creature, and fled outside overwhelmed and hysterical at the events that just unfolded that I'll never be able to live down.
"Now I understand why none of my customers returned, but I was around the baked goods as well, and I'm still here," I screamed frantically, tears streaming down my face. Thumbing through the book's pages, my eyes darted around until they landed on the first page, which bore a crucial warning:
Please read before using.
"Do not indulge in these delectable sweets after dark; the consequences of your sweet tooth may turn rotten."

Dang I feel like an asshole mom. Lately I’ve been feeling like I’m not aiding my child enough in learning development, not working with her enough to reach milestones. I mean she’s walking, she’s waving (sort of), she points with one finger, she’s clapping. She say mama and dada but not strategically. As in soemtimes I think she’s just babbling and it sounds like mama and dada. I can’t always get her to copy me saying Mama or dada but she will do it on her own sometimes. Most of the time it’s just babbling. She doesn’t point to body parts, she can’t identify anything and honeslty I didn’t realize that I should be working with her for that kind of stuff already. She won’t nod her head for me. 14 months came up so fast!! She JUST turned 14 months but still. I feel like my husband expects me to be doing mroe with her because he keeps saying “you should teach her sign language”
I have attempted some signing like eat and more, but not consistent enough for her to grasp it. I just feel like an asshole mom, like I should be working with her more. I’m a SAHM and she’s my only one. Man I feel bad. What kind of milestones are your 14 months old hitting?

Hey Dota2,
DPC Tour 3, Division 1 has just ended, with teams still fighting for qualifying points for The International. Division 2 is still under way, and in just a few short weeks the Bali Major is upcoming.
Here is the talent feedback thread for the just completed tour. Feel free to also add any general comments as you wish regarding events and production etc.

China:

Commentators:

• Snare (Sean Rihlamvu)
• lizZard (Admir Salkanović)
• Lacoste (Dominik Stipić)
• Bkop (Benjamin Kopilow)
• KheZu (Maurice Gutmann)
• johnxfire (John Nathan Fernandez)
• Lyrical (Gabriel Cruz)
• Trent (Trent MacKenzie)

Observers:

• Weppas (Johan Westberg)
• PTP (Patrik Björgell)

Interpreter:

• Mashall (Ma Shaowei)

North America:

Commentators:

• MLPDotA (Mike Le Phoenix)
• johnxfire (John Nathan Fernandez)
• T-Panda (Rikumikko Matias Kangasmäki)
• Fear (Clinton Loomis)
• Lacoste (Dominik Stipić)
• Bkop (Benjamin Kopilow)

Observer:

• PTP (Patrik Björgell)

SEA:

Hosts:

• Tsunami (Neal Khandheria)
• sophy (Sophia Mapau)

Analysts:

• johnxfire (John Nathan Fernandez)
• WinteR (Chan Litt Binn)
• 343 (Adam Erwann Shah bin Akhtar Hussein)
• Aurora (Stephanie Lim)

Commentators:

• SeekNStrike (Richie Garcia)
• SVG (Avery Silverman)
• Cap (Austin Walsh)

Observers:

• Elore (Tan Shi Han)
• GreyBurger (Grey Wong)

Guest Panel:

• zeal (Nicholas Lim Eng Han)

Western Europe:

Host:

• NatTea (Natalie Mahoney)

Analysts:

• TeaGuvnor (Robson Merritt)
• lizZard (Admir Salkanović)
• KheZu (Maurice Gutmann)

Commentators:

• Lacoste (Dominik Stipić)
• Bkop (Benjamin Kopilow)
• Lyrical (Gabriel Cruz)
• Trent (Trent MacKenzie)
• T-Panda (Rikumikko Matias Kangasmäki)
• Fear (Clinton Loomis)
• MLPDotA (Mike Le Phoenix)
• johnxfire (John Nathan Fernandez)

South America:

Hosts:

• lik_kin6 (Marcio Rodriguesa)

Analysts:

• guipepe_420 (Guilherme Tedesco)
• Wingblade (Pepijn Lamers)
• Otomo (Ahmed Al-Azawi)
• Sherlock (Alisson Maximo Dobosz)
• ace (Paulo Camerino)

Commentators:

• BlueScale (Luke Bedwell)
• Melo (Eduardo Melo Viana)
• LuhL (Luiza von Glehn)

Observers:

• Boca (Bruno Teixeira Nogueira)

Eastern Europe:

Commentators:

• Gareth (Gareth Bateson)
• Waga (Niklas Högström)
• Ares (Lachlan Williams)
• Danog (Matt Joyce)

me and my mom got into a fight then some old dickhead friends started prank calling me. we got into a fight and dude this night will not fucking end. one of my friends said she was going to sleep so i cant even talk to her abt it, and another friend left my snap on opened so im not even gonna bother him if hes busy. this night will not end bruh

The worst combo is a batch with a narcissistic mom. How common is this and does it give mama's boys a new meaning/dynamic?

My son just turned 8 months old and has recently entered his separation anxiety and Mommy-only phases. Daytime naps are just fine, but he has stopped sleeping through the night. We have a bedtime routine, the same that’s it’s been for months now, and he will fall asleep in his crib. However, he will wake up after about 30-45 minutes crying. Occasionally we get a longer stretch, but regardless of the first stretch of sleep- once he wakes up, he wants to be held. We try not to hold him, just pat him and give him his pacifier. After a few minutes, he will go from whining to screaming. Most recently, he will continue to scream until I, his mom, go into his room and rock him back to sleep. I also have to wait at least thirty minutes before putting him back down or he will wake up. All this work is pointless though because he’s up again in 30 minutes. We eventually bring him to our bed just so we can get some sleep. I don’t want to co sleep with him anymore as I am very aware of the risks, but he won’t sleep unless I hold him. Any sleep training advice? I don’t do cry it out and he has a solid bedtime routine and no midnight feedings. Any help for this very tired/worried mama is appreciated!

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